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lilastromama · 1 year

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what i love about different zodiac signs/placements 🍷 [2]

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aries lilith: their willpower. it might not always be for the positive, but theyre willing to do everything in order to get what they want, everything. Theyre ruthless. Im not saying thats GOOD, but its not always a bad trait either. go babes

saturn in the 8th house: how the universe doesnt play about them. this has less to do w their personality, and more to do with how inclined they are with spirit. fool them once, youre not gonna be able to fool them twice anyways. The universe always whips out the uno reverse card on you if u make the mistake to hurt them. Just something i have experienced a hell lot

capricorn sun: their balance (?) listen idk how to put this in words the right way, but so many caps ive met have this certain balance. being calm, kind, patient. And then theyre loud, chaotic, angry, funny, make the best jokes and are the most noticeable in the room. U never know what u get, and i like that

aquarius moon: aquas have never been an easy ride for me, gotta be honest. but the one thing i hold them high up for, is how they dont always "fit in" and yet are still chillin. I have always found strength in being (excuse my language) "outcast" like. Its good to have a mind of your own, and not always walk the way others take, or tell u to go. Please keep questioning things, keep doing you. (as long as it doesnt harm anyone) its a great thing to be unique, its a power move. Its actually something we could all have/do a little more of.

virgo sun: their confidence/support level. Ive noticed a lot of virgo suns to be hype-women/men/people. they support u the best they can, give compliments not even models have ever heard, and make u feel like ure on top of the world. and in women (as i am one, and have experienced this ESPECIALLY with virgo women) they give the best instagram comments. U know which ones im talking about. Those "Omg, i hear vogue calling youu already!!" 🎈comments. Theyre the best at it.

cancer mars: its funny bc cancer is in its fall when its in mars, its not specifically a sought out placement to have. But there is something about those individuals that remind me of female rage. LISTEN 👹 it takes a lot for cancer mars people to noticeably lose their shit, they almost never do it in front of others, they keep quiet mostly. But WHEN they show their pent up emotions, its time to call 911. go home and get the gun, NOW.

9th house individuals: Their minds. Yes, yes, yes. If u like deeptalks, like to spiral down the rabbit hole and back up, talk to these people. they make amazing teachers, leaders, people which are there to guide and learn you. They have incredibly fast minds, they analyze and calculate QUICKLY. those are the people which u go to when ur ex posted a new pic and u wanna know whos in it. Give them about 3 seconds and they will find out, including where their great grandfather lives. A pleasure <3

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hrts4hanniehae · 3 months

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clutch || ten

there are written parts :)

note that the timeline or educations may not add up but just ignore it because i don't have the brain power to sync up THIRTEEN + 1 's education schedules

a/n: sorry i was gone... but i'm back.

warnings: attempted assault, violence

wonwoo had never in his life been so afraid. afraid of losing yn. yes. he had fallen for her. it only took weeks for her to break the hard shell he cast around his heart.

he couldn't bear to let her get hurt.

she was the first woman who had loved seollie with all her heart. she was the first woman her genuinely felt that he could confide in.

if comfort and security was a person, to him, it'd be yn.

and she was gone.

yn barricaded herself in her art room. her sculpting tools would be of great use in this situation.

her stalker was jaeho. jaeho and e/n to be precise.

jaeho and e/n were in cahoots the whole time. the plan was to monopolise the 2 daughters of a rich family so that they could get money to fund their careers.

however, after jaeho successfully married chaeyoung, he realised she was going to ruin his reputation so he asked e/n to brutally leave yn so he cld be there to pick up the pieces and seduce yn.

after that, jaeho began to stalk yn o figure out her new place of residence. e/n, began to separately stalk her, in an attempt to get her back.

"yn. i told you that you were next. don't be scared. i won't do anything."

"jaeho, my parents hate me. what does attacking me do for you? you won't get ransom!"

"not from them. i'll get ransom from your precious boyfriend wonwoo."

"you aren't making any sense! if you want money, i'll just give it to you. please just get out!"

jaeho wanted to hurt her. he blamed her for his misfortune with chaeyoung.

"if you were better, i wouldn't have married chaeyoung."

"how is that my problem! what is wrong with you? i'm confused and scared and you don't make sense. pl-"

she was cut off by the sounds of crashing and something being slammed into a wall. she heard clatters of metal and shouting before she heard the comfort of a voice she knew so well.

"i'm here, yn. you're okay."

wonwoo.

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synopsis: wonwoo is a popular streamer known for his incredible gaming skills and good looks. He turned heads. but he hates the attention. he just wants to play games and earn money. one day he receives a letter. his apartment’s rent has almost doubled. no warnings at all. his current paycheck from streaming can’t shoulder those bills. he has no choice but to rent out his spare room. to who? a fresh art university graduate who has… 1. a stable job ✅ 2. talent for art and sculpting ✅ 3. many friends ❌ 4. social anxiety ✅ 5. no filter ✅ when his iconic cat logo gets copystriked, she comes to the rescue with a new logo for him. when his apartment’s walls start peeling, she fixes it. whatever he used to struggle with… the empty space... was now filled by her. so what does he *last player standing* do when her ex *enemy spotted* tries to take her back? heh. *clutch* he clutches.

inspired by wonwoo's gam3bo1 streams, falling into your smile & gogo squid (has hints of valorant)

pairing: streamer!jeon wonwoo x fem!artist!reader (ft. jeongcheol, soonhoon, junhao, seoksoo, verkwan)

genre: fluff, comfort, slowburn, comfort, pining, bestfriend!minghao

warnings: stalker ex, toxic ex, mentions of abuse, guns (game), cursing, hate comments, panic attacks

started: 28.12.23

ended: ?

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tan1shere · 4 months

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Too Late

Ellie Williams x female reader

A/n: it's just one of those days for angst 😍 I put my whole heart into this I hope you all enjoy it <3 also did the paragraphs differently idk which layout I should do. This or my normal one...

Summary: Ellie was blind to it all. But so were you. Blind by her sweet little remarks, sucked in. You fell first but she fell incredibly harder once she realized she'd lost you entirely.

Warnings: not much just angsty angst my friends. NO HAPPY ENDING hehehe sorry not sorry ;)

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Tears threatening to spill. For what felt like the thousandth time that week, you've been crying your heart out. Yes that's right, crying over someone who doesn't even glance at you, the way you would like. Doesn't even want anything to do with you... The way you'd like. How could you be so stupid to fall, to cry when they haven't even done anything. Ellie williams, your best friend. Well not right now. You two have been drifting and it hurt like anything. Shes very affectionate towards you, so much that at some points you wonder if she could ever like you for more. You were very stupid to think that even for a second.

Sitting in your room, alone. Text after text. You just wanted to wither away into thin air. Your eyes stung from the constant truckle of tears. But what hurt more, were the texts weren't even from the one person you wanted it to be. You were a bit younger than Ellie, so maybe she just thought of you as a child. That roamed around your brain for what felt like hours. Overthinking to the absolute max. You just wish your brain would zip it. Stop talking to you, just stop. It was silly to think that someone as amazing as her, would ever go for a wreck like you. Turning over in your bed, trying to get your brain to stop antagonizing you.

Fast forward a few days later, you were in your last class of the day, eyes droopy. Dark. Sore. Every possible thing that wasn't good. You were pale from lack of sun, just genuinely looking dead. Exactly how you felt deep inside. Dead. Dead. DEAD. "Y/n?" You get pulled out of your depressing thoughts by a voice. Her voice. You swallow, worried if you look at her you might break and crumble. You turn around looking at your feet, avoiding everything. "Hey, you haven't been in classes recently." You close your eyes for a split second praying that in some random universe this was all a silly dream.

That you were safe in your bed, dreaming this all. But no, ofcourse not. This was reality, she was talking to you and all you wanted to do was puke. Hurl. Your mind was racing. "Everything alright?" Your mouth goes dry, feeling like you can't form any words. You really were dead. So you do the only thing you could think of and just nod. "Babe are you sure?" There it was. That hope. That name. You kept everything in you not to let go completely and just run off to your small apartment, as you didn't live on campus. You finally look up at her, going to be strong as you had finished for the day. Not long to go now. "I'm sure. Just tired." She nods. "Ok well I want you to come with me this avo, I'm having a small party at mine. I miss you, please come."

Does she not understand what she's doing to your little heart. You feel it break more, every single day. You don't know how much longer you can keep going until it fully breaks in half. Jagged edges pinching your organs with that sting of pain. Or do you get over it once that's happened, maybe you want her to hurt you just that much, so even if you're broken you have nothing left to give. No more worries. "Yeah maybe." You go to leave not wanting to continue this any further. But she grabs your wrsit stopping you. "Please. I've missed you these past few weeks. And I have something really exciting to show you." For the first time in what felt like a decade you smile.

She was poisoning you. Your tiny heart started to mend again. Heartbreaking as it was you still loved her so much. You were inlove with her. "Okay, I'll be there." You were still so stupid.

Later on rolled round pretty quickly, your spark had come back again, you still looked like a bit of a mess but nothing a little makeup couldn't fix. Hiding those bags, and dark circles. You decided to wear something cute, maybe in hopes she'd fully see you for you. As you were approaching the dorm room that Ellie lived in you were smiling ear to ear, then suddenly everything in you fades. The door was open music booming, people everywhere. But you saw her. And she wasn't alone. A pretty girl was perched on her lap, they were laughing. Everything went buzzy. Your ears, numb. Your body. She sees you and smiles. Coming over to you hand in hand with this girl.

She looks to be Ellies age. Making your overthinking come face to face with you, as it was true. "Hey, you came! Id like you to meet Layla." You stare at both of them unsure of how to even process anything right now. Your brain was muddled. Hurt. So hurt. Your heart ached. The girl doesn't really say much she just smiles. You get a gross feeling. But you being you. You stay silent. Letting it hurt quietly, not wanting to ruin how happy she looks. But it isn't with you. You gulp thickly. Wanting to do nothing but go home and melt into your sheets.

"I- uhm. I have to go." You abruptly say, letting your small body wisk off, you get into your car and sit there. Feeling like a broken bone, not yet sunk in as the shock still consumes you. But when it hits you. It hits hard. You sob, cry. Break down, putting your head on the steering wheel as you let your heart out. You had gotten your hopes up. Again. In hopes that she'd love you like you loved her. You hit the steering wheel, sobbing with every bit of strength you have left. And just like that your heart was fully broken, no amount of super glue would fix it. No, nothing would fix the ache. The sting. You let out a pained scream as you rest your head back, knowing you can't drive like this.

You get out your phone and call for an Uber, you could pick up your car in the morning when you felt a bit better. But who are you kidding you'd never feel good ever again. It's like the person in you has just deflated. Gone. As you get out you hear her voice. You don't even know if it was a dream or reality. But you didn't care for the calls you couldn't. "What the hell was that." You then hear. You stop in your tracks. Is she really going to be putrid right now. "What...?" You don't turn around. "You heard me, what the fuck is up with you lately." You start to cry more, frustration starting to fuel your body. You slowly turn around. "Are you stupid Williams.." She squints at you. "Excuse me?" You stay silent. Not even sure what to say to her.

"Babe. Just talk to m-" That's when you lost it. "No. NO. stop fucking calling me that. God Ellie. After all these years you don't even fucking know me!" You get a bit sidetracked, letting everything in. "Dont stand there calling me that, you don't know how much it hurts me. When your off with someone else, leaving me behind you say you miss me but where were your texts huh? You're the only one I wanted texts from. I only wanted you." She was speechless. "But no, I'm not going to stand here and argue with you, because if anything im mad at myself. Glad you're happy." Your Uber had pulled up in time. You get in not even looking at her as the vehicle drives off.

Numb. Empty. Dead. You felt emotionless the next day. You truly had no tears left to cry. Like it has been your eyes hurt. But this time, you didn't even care. It was sort of soothing. Comforting to know you could atleast feel something. You hadn't moved that whole night. Hadn't slept. Just laying there. Your theory was right. Your heart was now fully broken, it felt exactly how you had imagined it to. You had nothing left to give. But you were glad about that. Ellie broke your heart to the point where you just lost all that love for her. It was just gone. You scrunch your face up at the sound of a car parking outside. It sounded exactly like your car. And you were greeted with the sound of a knock on your door.

Confusion strikes you. You slowly, emotionlessly. Get up and head over to it. You're greeted with that one person you never wanted to see again. And yet, you don't even care for her arrival. Nor ask why the hell she's even here. You just move, heading back inside and leaving the door open for her to do what she wanted. You did not care. "Hi..." She speaks softly. Your cold, dark. You don't say a word. "I uhm. I had a spare key of yours that you had given me in case of anything so." Silence. Nothing. You go into your kitchen grabbing a glass of water. Was the only thing you felt like. "Me and her aren't..-" She sighs. "She was just using me to make her ex boyfriend jealous and, well. It worked." You turn your head to slightly look at her.

"B- Y/n I'm so fucking sorry-" You don't even know what came over you but you speak. "I'm not inlove with you anymore." She stares at you for a second, letting out another sigh. "I didn't know you were." She responds. You look into her eyes, yours drained and tired. Full of nothing for her, or anyone else in this world for that matter. She saw it now. She didn't the other day because she was so hung up on something that deep down she knew wouldn't end well. She's full of regret, hatred for herself. How could she not of seen any of it. "I can make this up to you, I genuinely want to be with you also-" You then look at her, making her shut up for some reason, worried about your reaction or response. "Guess it's too late for that." Her face drops, watching you going into your room, shutting the door behind you. Leaving Ellie stunned in your living room. Knowing she's lost you for good.

#elliewilliams #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams angst

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oh-yeah-i-exist · 8 months

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A Partner, An Equal (Astarion x Durge!Tav)

Synopsis: The first night of Astarion's second life, free from Cazador and with her by his side.

Author's Note: This is technically written with my Tav (named Eiji) in mind, but I didn't name her in the text so it's pretty much up to you to imagine 'her' as you will. Also, a great song to listen to while you read this is:

Because of the line, "I'll make you a star in my universe..."

Content: Astarion x Female!Tav. FLUFF, tooth-rotting fluff, because my sweet boy deserves only love and safety and comfort and everything nice after, and I quote, "two centuries of PURE shit."

Warning: Might contain SPOILERS for Act 2 and 3!

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Perhaps a graveyard was not the best place for their first night since Cazador's defeat, but the idea of having her there with him at the very beginning of his new life felt right to Astarion.

"We'd better get back before the others start fearing the worst," She says, zipping up the side of her under-armor. They are getting dressed together in the shadow of a large oak tree.

He doesn't jump anymore when she reaches for him. "Here, let me," she readjusts the collar of his undershirt to fold properly around his pale neck. With the little gesture done, her hands linger at his jawline as her gaze trails up to study his face.

"Something's the matter, my love?" He raises an eyebrow when she softly brushes her thumbs across his high cheekbones.

A dreamy smile spreads across her face, a distant look in her eyes. Oh, how she adores the lines around his lips when he laughs, the faint mole on his right cheek, the way his silver hair curls delicately over his ears. He once asked for nothing but shallow praise from her; it is as plain as the sky is blue that he's a beautiful man, a creature meticulously groomed to be the very object of everyone's desire. But that's who Cazador made him to be. That's not why she loves him.

"I didn't ever get a chance to tell you..." She begins slowly, as though she is trying to pull herself out of some reverie. "But I'm so sorry, for everything that happened to you. You didn't deserve any of it. I want you to know that you're perfect, just the way you are."

For a moment there, he was getting worried that she might be having second thoughts. But this incredible woman keeps taking his breath away, keeps exceeding even his wildest dreams. Without hesitation, he bends down and swiftly scoops her up in an embrace, holding her tightly against his chest. Bittersweet tears gather in the corners of his eyes, and he buries his face in her hair - during their intimacy, she let her hair fall out of their usual buns and cascade over her shoulder, as dark and silky as the night sky. She smells of lavender and campfire, a bouquet he has committed to memory a million times over. He all but melts against her as she gently places her arms around his shoulders, her fingers ghosting over the upper ridges of his scars to stroke the hair on the back of his neck.

"Thank you," He murmurs, pulling her even closer.

"You never have to thank me," she replies. "I love you."

"I love you, too," he nudges his forehead against hers, grinning like a fool. Precious, unadulterated bliss fills his cold, dead heart for the first time in centuries.

And he could have stayed like that for centuries more, had it not been for the sound of the crypt keeper coming around the corner.

"Come on, lest we get accused of desecrating someone's grave," she whispers, pulling him behind a tree and towards the exit.

"Oh please, it was my grave, and that gives me permission to do whatever I want on it," quips Astarion, even though he follows her back into the walkways of the Lower City. He knows these streets like the back of his hand, knows every out-of-the-way alley and hiding spot, knows exactly where the poor and naive can be found. His accursed brain won't let him forget the faces of those he met in this city, those whose lives his vampiric touch has ruined. Seven thousand in total, all innocents who had the misfortune of falling for him. Guilt threatens to engulf him once more, but the feeling of her fingers entwining with his own guides his attention back to the present.

"It's strange, you know," she looks around as they walk. Her dark brows crease together with a hint of frustration. "Something in me feels like I know this place, but for the life of me, I cannot recall. I try to reach into the darkness of my past but keep coming up empty."

Ah. Nearly everyone who looks into her brain comes to the conclusion that it is damaged beyond repair. Astarion was there when the party had encountered that frightful hack doctor in the Mindflayer colony, back in the Shadow-cursed Lands. Kressa Bonedaughter was her name, the vile wretch that took a bit too much pleasure in retelling how she had operated on his beloved. They couldn't have put that woman down sooner. But they did figure out that the Mindflayers were not behind the damage - she had arrived on the Nautiloid with her mind already in tatters. And from what 'Archduke' Gortash implied, Bhaal's Chosen, Orin might have something to do with all of it.

"If it is what you wish, I will not rest until we have your memories restored," says Astarion, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.

She is unsure that there is anything to be done, but she is touched by his sincerity all the same. Looking away from her surroundings, she pauses for a moment to think.

"In a way, I don't regret it," she shakes her head, much to his confusion.

"How so?"

"Well... Whatever happened in my past, whatever it was that has landed me here," she explains. "It has led me to you. I wouldn't change that for the world."

"My, my..." he teases, though his lovestruck smile betrays the maddening giddiness that has befallen him upon hearing her words. "Aren't you quite the hopeless romantic?"

"It's the truth..." she mumbles, the tips of her ears growing red from the embarrassment. She begins rushing them towards the Elfsong Tavern before he can make another sly remark.

When they finally make it into the party's rented chambers, they make a beeline for one of the empty bunks. As quietly as two mice in a barn, they slip under the covers. Her body fits against his perfectly, her steady heartbeat luring him to slumber better than any meditative trance. And he knows, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he could go to the Hells and back, battle a gargantuan, all-powerful floating brain, and do damn near everything if it means he gets to spend the rest of his nights just like this.

#astarion x tav #bg3 astarion #astarion #astarion romance #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 oc #bg3 tav #bg3 #bg3 spoilers #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate 3 #astarion x mc #astarion fluff #Spotify #bg3 dark urge #astarion x dark urge

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canibeyoungforever · 1 year

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heyyy ;)

can i request richarlison dating a single mom reader and him falling in love with her daughter and acting like a father figure in her life since her real father wasn’t present?

a/n:stop i feel like i can write something so cute out of this😭😭♥️ thank you so much for your request hope you will like it <33

Richarlison Imagines:Never hurt her

a/n:wrote it while listening to that song <3

You introduced Richarlison to your daughter Romy when being in 10 months of relationship and you saw something happened for the past 2 months they spend her entire time together and being "the best bestfriends in the entire universe and galaxy" as she always say.

Richy is about to leave with his bags to go to Quatar but there is no Romy waiting to say goodbyes at the door,which surprise you very much.

"Rom he’s leaving soon!" You say

"I don’t care!" Romy clap back and you widen your eyes

You go upstairs in your room to see Richy all sad "What happened?" You ask

"I told her i couldn’t go to her dance show because i have the opening ceremony of the world cup and everything and now she doesn’t want to talk to me and she said that "i’m not her bestfriend anymore"" He explain

"You said you were able to go!" You say

"Because i thought i could skip opening ceremony!" He explain,feeling guilty

"You’re gonna be late you should go." You say

"Please i already feel like shit enough i don’t want you mad at me." He say

"I’m not mad Richy." "I’ll just have to explain to a 4 years old child that you didn’t stick to your promise and that’s fine." You explain

A few hours later Richy left and Romy is in her tutu:

"I don’t wanna go!" "I’m gonna fail mommy!" Romy say

"You will not fail Baby,you’ll do amazing and i’ll be here to applaud you." You say

"But not him.." She say sad and with tears in her eyes

"Hey come here!" You hug her

"I love you and he loves you too never doubt about it sometimes he just have to be away." You try to explain

"Because he’s a footballer?" "Yeah" "So i don’t like football!" You sigh in defeat

"We need to go okay" You say

"Okay.."

"Listen to me"

She look at you:

"You’ll do amazing because you are wonderful stunning and incredible just like your mommy."

She laugh you kiss her all over her cheeks and she laugh even more

You take the car and arrive when a certain blonde who was supposed have left the country make an appearance

"What are you doing here?" You ask

"I would have been such an idiot if i would have missed this." He say

"Oh that’s for sure." You say and he smile

"I’m sorry." He say

"You don’t have to say this to me the only thing i want is you to promise me that you’re never ever going to hurt her if you can’t go somewhere with her don’t promise her in the first place and don’t disappoint her once again."

"I promise i swear even." "Where is she?" He ask

"Behind the scene."

He kiss you quickly and go behind the scene

Richarlison point of view:

You go behind the scene and see Romy:

"Romy!"

When she see you her face lights up she runs to you wraps herself around your legs. You bend down and take her in your arms.

"I’m so sorry." You say "Would you forgive me?"

"And would you be my bestfriend again?I don’t want us to stop being bestfriends i love you too much" She ask

You smile "Of course" You kiss her cheek

"I love you you need to go but you’re gonna do amazing Roms okay!" "Okay!" You put her down and come back toward Y/n

You sit on a chair and she sit next to you:

"And you would you forgive me my love?" You ask

"Of course i will."

And the show goes on..

a/n:i didn’t really know how to write what you asked so i did this instead i feel like it’s very bad but i prefer give something at least english is not my first language

#imagines #richarlison #richarlison x reader #richarlison imagines #richarlison imagine

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wolfstarhaven · 2 years

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Do you want to read something that makes you forget you’re reading? Something so lyrical it makes you catch your breath? Here you are then! This is my appreciation post for some bloody talented writers in the Wolfstar fandom!❤️‍🔥

NB: This is my personal list. And holy moly have I spent a lot of time making this list, but there’s no way I can fit all writers I love in one list. There are so many other incredible writers out there! Furthermore, this list does not intend to bring light to lesser-known writers. I know that this list contains quite a few pretty well-known writers within this fandom, but that’s how it is—please don’t come at me! This is simply a list of writers that I, personally, love. Capiche?

accioromulus

(@accioromulus) accioromulus is an old favourite of mine; I can’t even imagine me being in this fandom if it weren’t for them. Writer of my two favourite fics: Hard to find, and Impossible Things. Their writing is just so soft. So beautiful. So all-consuming. I want to live in their writing and never leave!

“Sirius?” Says Remus, quiet. His fingers curl ever-so-slightly into the hair at the back of Sirius’s neck, and Sirius shivers. “What are you doing?”

The pale sunlight is creeping across the kitchen, lazy and gentle, but every inch of Sirius is on fire. Remus’s lips are parted, his chest rising and falling, and Sirius thinks about Remus’s skin under his mouth.

“I don’t know,” Sirius admits, voice ragged. “I don’t know.”

Montparnasse

(@montpahrnah) The god of the wolfstar fandom. This is probably no news for you, but of course they had to be included in this list! Their prose is like a literary orgasm. My favourite fic of theirs is Elucidation Practice, but everything they’ve written is beautiful. To give a taste:

They’re a natural disaster of hands and mouths and hips all the way to Sirius’s bedroom, clumsy pathfinders tearing ineffectually at clothes and shoving each other into walls, Remus’s fingers drumming up Sirius’s ribs like counting the bricks in Diagon Alley, 1-2-3, 3-2-1, taking altogether a very long time about getting anywhere

Aeridi0nis

(@aeridi0nis), writer of fics such as in lieu of beaujolais, station to station, and for your pleasure—all of which are wonderful! Their writing is clever, witty, and beautiful. Ridi has a magical way of writing inner monologues that always has me laughing! They also have a way of making me cry…

“But the answer is this: the answer is that Remus still (still – that precious little word) keeps his toothbrush with Sirius’. His mugs are still in their sink, half-drained and bitter and material, and all of it is still theirs: this place, this mess. Remus is still here. Still, still, still.“

MizDiz

MizDiz made me believe in magic, in Everything's Connected—more than the Harry Potter books ever did. (I’m actually not even really kidding. I finished it reeaallly late one night, and pretty much convinced myself that magic exists, that everything’s connected). Their writing is just that: magical.

“ All of it,” he says, turning his gaze out across the grounds. “Everything in the world—in the Universe—it’s all energy. We’re nothing but energy, and sometimes I can...feel it? I can feel it, almost like a vibration thrumming through my body, and in those moments I can’t see borders anymore. I no longer see objects, I just see pure vitality. And it’s when everything is as one that I can do anything I want.”

Orestesfasting

(@newsom) Another classic writer, having written the masterpieces Light in August, and Born under Punches. Their writing is so incredibly soft, like a summer breeze, like a tender touch. Orestefasting is a gift to this fandom.

The truth is that he’s kept this love on the back burner of his heart for so many years that he’s grown accustomed to the smell and can sometimes almost ignore it completely. He likes to think he’s made peace with the fact that he’ll never know what it tastes like. Still there are times when the pot boils over and it’s like he can feel it physically, the bubbling in his chest, cooking his insides and threatening to surge up his esophagus and out his mouth, scalding everything within its reach

Templeg

The softness. The sweet angst. And sometimes a touch of comedy. Brilliant! Brilliant! Brilliant! Writer of the wonderful: Our Blood, Still Young. Masterpiece!

‘Look’, says Sirius, ‘it isn’t as if- It’s not like this has never happened before, historically. Between, you know, mates. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t mean anything. When I was thirteen I rubbed one off on my bedpost.’ Remus chokes. ‘It doesn’t mean I have feelings for the bedpost. It doesn’t mean I ever had feelings for the bedpost, plus, you know, splinters-’

‘OK, STOP’, yelps Remus. ‘Am I a bedpost in this scenario?’

wholesome_gay

( @moonynpadfootforever ), wholesome_gay has given so much to this fandom, in the most beautiful ways. My personal favourite of theirs is the beasts of wanting, but they have written other fics that are incredible as well. Their prose is quite simple, and it goes straight into your heart. Oh, I just love them.

He could see his own breath, and Sirius’s: ephemeral clouds that dissipated before having the chance to touch.

Sirius tucked the cigarette away in his jacket and tapped his fingers on the leg of his jeans.

“You know I’d do anything for you, right, Moony?”

Sreka

(@smodernlife), Oh, my beloved Sreka. Master of AUs, characterisations, and just. everything. (such as: Au Pif).

And anyways, just because Sirius was engaging and gorgeous and funny and seemed genuinely interested in what Remus had to say, he was still getting married . Remus had a business to run and didn’t have time to do little favors for any pretty boy who batted his eyelashes at him.

He inhaled deeply, looked into Sirus’s beautiful, earnest, gray eyes and answered.

“Yeah, absolutely.”

Wanderingburrundia

(@wanderingbandurria) V always manages to amaze me, especially with their incredible AUs. Nobody does AUs quite like them - it really is like stepping in to another world! (e.g. The Delegate)

He knew that nothing he could say would convince Remo, so he just kissed him firmly, and let Remo cradle his face between his hands, firmly, and undo him completely.

It already tasted like his heart breaking, and yet - even though he wanted to cry, to scream, to beg - all he could do was hang onto Remo’s body and breathe close to his neck, wishing for something, anything, that told him how to keep Remo by his side.

eyra

(@eyra) I loooved the writing in Hollow Places, and I don’t think I’ve ever smiled as much as I did while reading Beneath a Big Blue Sky. And of course, who wouldn’t sell their soul for A Brief History of Dragons? So naturally Eyra needs to be on this list. Their writing is spectacular! Whenever I read their fics I instantly want to move to Yorkshire. Right. Now.

“Your its mum now, Sirius," Remus says quietly, the corner of his mouth quirking up in a soft smile. "Don't let it down."

And for some reason, at that, Sirius feels his throat grow a little tight. The lamb squirms a little in his arms, apparently trying to clamber higher on Sirius's chest to then - and drawing a chuckle from Remus - nose noisily at his hair hanging loose around his shoulders. Sirius smiles, shrugging his shoulder as the lamb's nose tickles at the side of his neck, still sniffing away and taking fine strands of hair between its gummy little lips.

Xylodemon

(@xylodemon) Writer of many wonderful wolfstar fics! I mean, just the sheer number of fics they’ve written for this fandom - it’s unbelievable! And you can always count on quality writing—and be prepared to laugh! It takes some skill to write something so funny! From Truthful:

It wasn't that Remus didn't trust James, it was just that Remus didn't trust James at all. His furry little problem was safe, but the way James' mind worked, everything else would be fair game. Including his inconvenient and growing-worse-by-the-day crush on Sirius. How James had ferreted it out, Remus would never know, but he supposed James wouldn't be bloody James if he hadn't.

dykesiriusblack

( @dykesiriusblack ) Laura is a lyrical mastermind. Every damn time they have me completely mind blown with their writing. I’m sorry I don’t know enough about literature to explain exactly what it is, but it’s definitely something; their prose is like a psychedelic drug, a fever dream—in the best way possible!

Eg. Illicit affairs

Remus was breaking apart at the seams, spilling bloody on the floor everything that Sirius wove himself into – in the lines of his palm, his stomach acid, his marrow, the infinitesimal space between joints. He was everywhere; he was in him. Remus could peel back his skin, dig into the muscle, the gristle of himself, to excavate Sirius like a tiny, piercing glass shard, but he would never get close.

Lunchbucket

(@quoththethestral) I don't understand how lunchbucket does it, there's just something about their writing that's so incredible. It's soft, but also with some kind of edge to it? Also, their fics are always so clever, and often feel kind of grown up in some way. (e.g. Petty (With a Prior), and the BEAUTIFUL Liebestraum)

Remus, in the throes of it, wondered why a word had never been created for the particular feeling — he was so out of his element, lost in some sort of space where he was surrounded by nothing but Sirius, and Sirius’ hands, and Sirius’ voice — terrified but satisfied indescribably, freed but held, these contrasting feelings fighting against each other all at the same time to create a sense of freefall unlike anything he had ever felt before.

aryastark_valarmorghulis

(@aryastark-valarmorghulis), An exceptional writer. There's no questioning that. I’m so so weak for: when we finally kiss goodnight.

Remus blinks, his ears ringing like a spell missed him by a whisker, his heart leaping somewhere between his chest and throat. “Or something,” he repeats, his stunned mind still not grasping the enormity of what Sirius just said but there’s no possibility to read anything different into his words. The clumsiest, truest, sweetest confession just fell into his hands and it’s so precious, Remus is afraid that translating the dizzy love into words could break it.

WrappedUp

(@wolfstarting) Yet another classic wolfstar writer! Always a safe choice if you want some quality writing! My favourites of theirs: Lock it down, and Just what the doctor ordered.

It feels mature. It feels right. It feels fucking wretched. It’s the first time he’s ever been aware of the feelings of another mattering to him at least as much, if not more than, his own.

moonymoment

( @blurryayse ). moonymoment really manages to swing from writing really good quality fluff and silliness (such as in lessen my load and Operation: Toebeans) to writing prose so poetic and lyrical it hurts (such as in ‘tis the damn season).

He’s a forest fire, a hurricane, an avalanche, he’s–

He’s all of these things, but primarily, he is Remus’s. For the night, he is Remus’s.

He’s Remus’s, wrists under his hands, skin in his mouth and between his teeth, every sound that falls out of his mouth like a trickle of sticky chardonnay following a sharp jawline, he’s all of these things. He’s a billion things. He’s a billion noises. He’s a sacrifice to be made.

drowsyanddazed

( @drowsyanddazed ) It was earlier this year that I stumbled upon my dear drowsyanddazed—and from the very first word I was hooked. All her stories are so very very lovely; she’s such a pro at capturing the feeling of (not really) unrequited love: the pining, the jealousy, and the sheer stupidity of our favourite boys. If this is something you like, you should read all of her fics right now!! (e.g losing my mind, thinking about you, and this desperate in love)

The black kohl along his water line is smudged, black flecks of it dusting his cheekbone. His hair is still flying everywhere, whipping across his face. He’s a mess. He’s the blurred edges of a photograph. He’s a heartbeat and stinging lungs. He’s the rattling behind Remus’ ribcage. And Sirius grins at him, tongue between teeth —illecebrous and tantalising and all things beautiful and dangerous— and all the air rushes out of Remus’ lungs in one fell swoop. He’s lightheaded and dizzy and burning.

Here you have ‘em! Now go enjoy!

xx Elliot🌸

#wolfstar #r/s rec list #wolfstar rec list #I’m sorry I can’t do a more thorough analysis of these writers’ prose #I just don’t know enough about literature #and I definitely don’t have the English vocabulary for it #sorry /:#shit this post got really long #whoops

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lokidokieokie · 1 year

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Friends With the Green-Eyed Monster

Request by @laufeysonbarneslover: please can you do an imagine with prompts 9 and 11 where tom hiddleston and reader are best friends and live together but reader had a wet dream about chris hemsworth with a fluffy ending. thank you so much, love your work xxx

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Roommate!Reader

Warning(s): Language (like two naughty words), maybe some slight angst (we’ll see how we go), fluff central towards the end!

Prompts:

#9 - “I read your diary...”

#11 - “Wait a minute...are you jealous?”

At first, everyone had advised you that moving in with your best friend wasn’t the best idea. That you’d probably “get fed up with all his little idiosyncrasies” and want to move out after a couple weeks.

But that wasn’t the case at all.

Living with Tom was probably the best decision that you had ever made in your life. From the 3am snack runs to the nearest convenience store to the weekly tickle sessions on the couch; home with Tom was the one place you always wanted to be.

But something was off today. Tom didn’t greet you with one of his cheesy one-liners as he walked through the door, he didn’t give you his daily little kiss on the cheek. He just walked straight to his room and shut the door behind him.

Maybe he’s just had a rough day on set? You thought to yourself, but shrugged off the worry and continued on with your work. Writing that one romance novel about best friends falling for each other wasn’t going to write itself...and the hope that the universe would give you some real experience in the area was slowly dwindling.

By 10pm, Tom still hadn’t come out of his room, and you were beginning to worry something bigger had happened. However, the thought that he may have fallen asleep deterred you from knocking on his door.

Quietly opening your bedroom door, you made your way inside, softly shutting it behind you. Walking over to the bed you began changing into your pyjamas, the knotting feeling in your stomach growing as every second passed by.

You were incredibly worried. Tom had never acted like this before; granted, he had his bad days, but he never locked himself away in his room to deal with them.

Sighing, you crawled into bed, hoping to whatever higher being was out there that Tom would be okay.

It was now 3:24am, and your attempts at slipping off into a leisurely slumber were pretty much pointless. Your worries for Tom were churning your insides and kept you wide awake.

Finally having enough, you opened your door and quietly walked across the hallway. Now that you were standing in front of his door, you took a deep breath. It was now or never.

You raised your fist and gently collided it with the dark wood.

“Tom? Are you awake?”

You waited for a response, but it didn’t seem like you were getting one. The knot in your stomach continued to tighten.

“That’s it! I’m coming in.”

When you opened your door, your heart absolutely shattered. Sitting on the bed was a dishevelled Tom. His hair was all over the place, eyes rimmed red. Had he been crying?

Quickly rushing to the other side of the bed you climbed in and pulled him into a hug.

“Tom? What’s wrong? Did something go wrong on set yesterday?”

He shook his head and your face twisted into confusion. “Then what’s wrong? You never shut yourself off like this.”

He sighed, “I read your diary...”

You jolted back, a frown beginning to form on your face. “What?”

He refused to face you and continued staring off into space.

“It wasn’t on purpose, Darling. It was open when I found it, and you had been acting unusual all day. I- I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

You scowled and pulled away from him, “And that gives you the right to read something extremely personal about me?”

Finally turning to face you, his red-rimmed eyes stared straight into yours.

“It doesn’t in the slightest, Love--and I sincerely regret doing so. What I found in there was something that I never needed to know about you.” He spoke with such disdain that you could tell what he read wasn’t what he was expecting to find.

You huffed, “And what in there disgusted you so much, Tom? Was it my inner thoughts and feelings? My rants on how work my co-workers treated me like shit one day? How normal and boring my life is compared to yours?”

“No! No at all...It was just...”

“Just what Tom? Do I really disgust you that mu-”

“You had a sex dream about Chris Hemsworth! A very vivid sex dream if I have to go into detail.”

You tried so hard to stop a laugh from escaping your lips, “That’s it? The fact that I had a sex dream about Hemsworth?”

The look on his face radiated pure anger with a hint of something else...was that?

“Wait a minute...are you jealous?”

He didn’t answer, but the drifting of his eyes from your face to the floor spoke a thousand words.

“Why does that bother you? I’m a grown adult, I can have sex dreams about whoever the fuck I want, Tom. I don’t see why you need to care about it.”

That seemed to push Tom over the edge, “I JUST DO, Y/N!”

You were stunned. Tom had never yelled at you before; his eyes widened in realisation.

“I- I didn’t mean to raise my voice.”

“Tom, I just don’t understand why you’re so worked up about it. It’s nothing to be upset over.”

He just sighed, “I can’t stand the thought of you dreaming about sleeping with other men, and you still can’t see why that bothers me? I thought it would be obvious after my outburst...”

You shook your head, still not understanding whatever he was trying to say.

He lifted his eyes to face you once again and let out a little smile, “I love you, Y/n.”

Your eyes widened; your mouth slowly opening in shock. He loved you?

“I understand if this changes the foundations of our relationship, but I can’t lose you; especially to someone as close to me as Hemsworth, he’s like my broth-”

You cut off his rambling by pressing a soft kiss to his lips. The wires in his brain seemingly short-circuiting in the process, enabling him unable to speak for a few moments after you pulled back.

You pressed a kiss to his reddened cheek, “There’s no reason to be so held up on losing me to Hemsworth when my heart is already owned by you, Hiddles.”

A small smile graced his face at your confession, “That...that is music to my ears, Darling.”

A/N I was so excited to do this one. I hope you enjoyed it!

Taglist @thewaithfuckingannoyme

#requested #tom hiddleston #british rpf #hiddleston #hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x reader #hiddles #jealous!Tom #jealousy

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atzfilm · 26 days

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hey bee!! i finished reading project omen yesterday night and have come two years late to the party to pick your brains for lore and give you a somewhat hysterical review because my gOSH it was incredible (i also read the kraken and ch_i san and your writing is so chefs kiss UGH)

firstly i'm literally in awe that you produced over 40k of AWESOMENESS the whole thing was so good shdfuhhaidu like the feels and the details and yunho and gi being matching koi and yeosang highkey seducing people and HWA best believe i was crying at that bit

every single bit of the worldbuilding and the characters u gave the atz members you ate sO HARD

you actually ripped my heart in two because. the best friends to lovers and then joong's angsty confession of how he's afraid and him falling to his knees in front of reader?? reader seeing the same anguish in his eyes when he saw hwa again?? I WEPT

also wooyoung's wings are literally amazing. him cradling her with them almost unconsciously when they come out and them coming out when he came I WAS SCREECHING OMG

and the thing about how joong doesn't understand human idioms, he's literally so cute, like the bit where reader is like 'only god knows' and he's like 'yes i do know, anyways - '

ERM AND JOONG'S DOUBLE DICK I UH UM (it was perfect. the way he's like a reptile so he has a reptile dick. perfect. delicious. also his biting reflex when he comes. even more perfect. plus him being cold blooded too.)

ok so time for me to pursue the lore: i'm assuming gonggi is jongho because he's mentioned to be the youngest, so what is he god over - i know gonggi is that game with the rock things, is it something related to that?

does san exist in this universe?

also, i know they have their human forms but joong is mentioned to have green hair and woo to have orange, can they change the appearance of their human form's hair to be natural colours or is it just like that?

FINALLY, THE CLIFFHANGER AT THE END??? bro i'm going to cry thank you so much for blessing tumblr with your writing brb i'm going to think about this for the next 9-10 working years

hiii!! no worries about coming two years late, it took me a few weeks to answer your ask so we’re even asdbfjasdnf. first!! thank you sosososo much for enjoying project omen and my other stories! it makes me happy that it’s still being read even after all of this time <3.

AHHH the part with hwa, i think i actually teared up a bit writing that part ;; i get emotional thinking about it AND THANK YOU!! it’s crazy because i did not expect to write So Much of it.. let alone 40k i’m not sure i’ll ever be able to do that again omg

THANK YOUUUU

best friends to lovers is one of my favorite tropes ;; i love it soso much and i’m a sucker for the angst and the struggling feelings UGHHH i love it so BAD

PLEASE!!! that’s one of my favorite things about his character, i love him being very clueless when it comes to idioms that the reader mentions </3

little to say about this point SADJNKFASNDF if you read any of my other fics it’s definitely a trademark !!

gonggi is jongho!! his “power” or ruling is air!

honestly and i know people may hate me,, san does exist but i truly forgot to mention him in the fic … I KNOW. i reread it later on and i was like no way did i forget to add san in here… DKFMS

they can change their appearance! i don’t quite remember and it’s been a while since i read it myself, but i’m pretty sure it only changes when they go back to their true form? since wooyoung hasn’t changed in a while, his hair is brown in the beginning but slowly goes back to orange once he lets his “true” form out.

THANK YOUU!! i’m so happy you enjoyed it as much as you did :<

#fic: project omen #tysm for this ask it made me emotional 🥹🥹🥹

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enzenwriting · 1 year

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11:11 forget me not

11 a person like you (written part!1.2k words)

not proofread

It was barely 3 pm when you arrived at the dorm parking lot. Hanging out with Heeseung was the easiest thing in the universe. You have been best friends for so long, so of course, it was. Game nights and sleepovers were a weekly thing during high school, which you think you both hadn’t grown out of since you still have them but not so frequently due to University schedules and priorities. You can’t tell the exact moment when you developed a feeling for Heeseung because, for you, there wasn’t an exact moment. Loving Heeseung was an evolving feeling, co-existing within your growth and codependency with each other throughout your life. As many of your classmates have said, you two were inseparable, soulmates even.

You think you’ve been excellent at keeping your feelings at bay, separating your platonic and not-so-platonic feelings. You made sure you were going to be the friend Heeseung needed when he needed a friend to understand him, so it made sense why it was exactly 15 min since you had arrived and you were still in your car. You are about to cross the separation and tell Heeseung your feelings. You were nervous, breathing in through your nose and out your mouth to calm your racing heart only makes it worse because reality was setting in. Deep down, you know it was incredibly risky, but still, the voices of your friends echo in your head.

Finally finding the courage (and because it was starting to get a little boring inside the car). You make your way to the dorm. True to the boy’s words, it was just the two of you at the dorm as Heeseung opens the door, letting you into the familiar living room, not after a tight but comfortable hug of course. Heeseung goes back, sprawled across the sofa, flickering through Netflix programmes, mumbling about the shows available as you occupy the space next to him.

The whole hour was spent with Heeseung complaining about his Music module class and laughing about the cliche of the ongoing movie. But you can’t focus on anything but the doubt in your head, too busy in your head that you miss the numerous times Heeseung looks at you, worried at your quietness

“what’s up?” Heeseung rolls over to your sighed, sighing when you jolt at his movement.

“The ceiling” you faked a laugh, which came more awkward than intended

“Not up there you fool” Heeseung frown in endearment “In your head”

You stay silent for a second and Heeseung seems to notice the hesitation. You feel his hand entangle with yours, giving it a comforting squeeze. “I know it’s always hard for you to talk about your feelings, but hey, we have something special right? You can talk to me.”

special.

well, here it goes.

“Hee… I have something to tell you.”You say with an awkward smile, attempting to gently pull back your now clammy hand from Heeseung’s hold.”Please promise you’ll listen until I’m done talking?”

“Hey of course I’ll listen. I promise” he doesn’t let you free your hand from his own, holding on to it again and giving it another comforting squeeze. You see a smile graces his lips and you return it with a crooked smile before you let your attention fall onto the forgotten Netflix series playing. “Go for it”

Taking in a deep breath, you close your eyes, head still directed away from Heeseung. “I’m in love with you,” you pause, breathing in before continuing

“I think I have been for a long time now and-” sighing softly to yourself, you slowly let your eyes open to look at Heeseung, ignoring the hammering feeling in your chest. “I’m so scared that it’ll ruin our friendship and I’m still terrified but I just had to let you know before I regret not telling you”

It felt relieving to finally voice your feelings, even if you wanted to run out of the door but it doesn’t stop your heart from thumping loudly in your ear. You don’t let yourself fall into the false sense of security, even if your close friends think and tell you Heeseung feels almost the same way.

“I’m sorry if this ruins our friendship, but I just- I think-“

“Y/n”

“Sorry I- sorry you can talk” you look up, rambling immediately stops seeing Heeseung look back at you.

“Y/n, you’re my best friend and” you feel all choked up all of a sudden. Of course, it had to be the cliche line of letting your best friend down. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles so softly

Your eyes are starting to burn as you get up to your feet, “that’s all I’ll ever be?” You whisper, calming the pain in your chest as Heeseung stays silent

“Y/n wait, listen to me” He sighed, his hand reaching to grab you by the wrist. “please understand this is all new to me! You can’t expect me to have the answer immediately”

“This is new to me too!” Wrenching your wrist from his hold, you make your way towards the door. “But at least I know my feelings for you.”

“Then I think it’s best to step back with this friendship-“

“Are you serious Heeseung? Just because I confessed, it doesn’t mean I don’t want to still be friends?”

“When feelings get involved it’s harder for friendship to be honest and make it fair for everyone. I don’t want to confuse you y/n”

“It’s a little late for that” so you walk out

You only stop walking when you’re out of the dorm building. Your stomp halts, face scowled like you were trying to hold onto some sort of anger at Heeseung. But the more you thought of it, the more you realised the embarrassment settling in. No, you weren’t angry. You were embarrassed. You had mistaken your best friend’s affection for something that was never that deep. God, you were so stupid.

You were stupid and now without your best friend.

You groan and make yourself keep walking, but that doesn’t stop the sudden pang of sadness hitting and suddenly, you feel tears brimming in your eyes. You and Heeseung have fought before but it never escalated to Heeseung stopping your friendship. You must’ve been too much.

You don’t realize that your feet had carried you all the way to the parking lot, until-

“Y/n? Y/N are you crying?” Renjun’s soft voice grabbed you back to earth. You don’t know what it was about seeing his face at that moment but all your walls came tumbling down. “Hey, it’s okay. Let’s get you to your car first”

Only when you’re sat in the passenger seat of your car with Renjun in front of your door,

you realize your situation. Your shoulders are shaking and you feel the wetness still dripping on your cheeks. You hear your breath coming out in sniffles and small hiccups escaping your mouth. It probably looks like the strangest scene for Renjun, maybe some sort of Kdrama scene he’d only seen in dramas. You, sitting in your car seat unmoving, looking at him as you crumble in sadness. And him looking back at you worried, not really sure how to deal with you.

“Do you want me to call Heeseung?” Renjun kneels in front of you, meeting your eye level. You shake your head immediately and that’s all it took for Renjun to get an idea of the situation. “I’ll drive you home-“

“I’ll drive myself-“

“No Y/N, I’d rather drive you than have you drive back with tears. I want to get you home safely”

11 a person like you

Summary: A cliche story of a long-term friendship turns into one-sided love, but what happens to your friendship with Lee Heeseung when a mysterious twitter account encourages you to change everything?

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an: nauure ethan WHY WOULD YOU HURT YN. pspsps that renjun second male lead syndrome moment though😮‍💨

Taglist: [open! please ask to join!💖] @bubblytaetae @iloveoceaneyesss @woneulz @jungwon-kitten @georgi-salva @judeduartewannabe @harperwasstaken1 @ineedaherosavemeenow @enhaz1

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gimmethatagustd · 3 months

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omg i found your account last week and i'm so mad at the universe for not bringing me here sooner, I haven't gotten into series and longer stuff yet but i have read everything else twice and i'm in love so much with your writing!!! was i ever that into mxm before? no. am i into your mxm? put it into a drip and insert it into my veins. was i ever that into fantasy/magical kind of fics before? not really. would i now read an entire 8 book series dedicated to Take What's Yours? without hesitation.

everything you write is so individual, each charachter is so unique and it makes it so fun to read, i need 3 part movie adaptations for each world

i'm so glad i found your page, you're an incredible writer and i can't wait for more 😄

UM HELLO ?!?! SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP, BESTIE PLEASE you have no idea how happy this made me to read. i read it and then had to give myself time to process it cuz it made me delulu

i love you so much. can we be best friends??

"insert it into your veins" i WILL fall in love with you, stop it !!!!!!!!! 🫣

but real talk, thank you for leaving such a kind ask. i do try really hard to write characters that are unique and that people can relate to. like i've gotten multiple people say that reading my mxm fics has helped them with gender dysphoria or understanding their own sexuality, and !!! i just !! it makes me happy to know that i can introduce people to concepts that excite them that they otherwise wouldn't have tried before or help them work through feelings they don't know what to do with

so truly, thank you so much. thank you for giving my fics a chance. i'm excited to know that you've had a good experience trying something new! i hope i can continue to provide more fun stuff for you

YOU are incredibly kind 💞

also take what's yours is lowkey really interesting and i kinda considered writing more of it one day 👀

#jai asks #Anonymous #happy things ✨#twy

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incorrectbatbquotes · 1 year

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hi i’m sylvie your favorite admin in the world and i’ve been hyperfixated on batb (1991) since I was 14 so here’s my definitive (mostly spoiler free) review of every book based in the universe of batb (1991)

1. As Old As Time (alternate universe)

Like a 6.7/10. The characters were well written and I liked the imagery. Felt very reminiscent of the musical adaptation which I liked. A lot of characters to keep track of though and I don’t love the uh. “subtext”. somebody else in the fandom mentioned their issues with it and i don’t remember who it was but yeah that. I liked it but the flaws unfortunately bring it down a few notches. still a decently interesting read. mrs potts was such a fascinating character in this I really loved how braswell wrote her. sadly no name for the beast this time but that gets addressed at one point so??

PROS

It’s a neat concept

The writing is really good

Pretty and spooky imagery

The characters are well written especially Mrs Potts (beatrice my beloved)

had some genuinely dark moments that fit surprisingly well

CONS

weird subtext iykyk

too many characters. so many names

some scenes happen really fast and move on with no explanation or callback to it

2. Belle Takes Flight (sequel)

2.1/10. Its meant for a younger audience but theres really good books for younger audiences and this aint one. I liked that it kinda centered around belle’s friendship with lumi and cogs bc its a fun dynamic but the boys come off as incredibly useless and bumbling the entire time especially when theres high stakes? like are they idiots? yes (lovingly) but oh my god it was rough like you could take them out of the plot and it would still make sense. on that note i subtracted 50% of the rating right off the bat bc this book fatshamed cogs every chance it could. the dialect felt very on par with the movie which was nice but the messy plot, inconsistencies, unlikable new characters, and like the constant reminder that cogs is plus sized really almost made me dnf. also the prince still has no name. read anything else on this list unless youre that content starved like i am actively begging

PROS

the way they talked was very on par with the movie? at least the main trio. they said mrs potts was irish?? h u h?

belle and her dads-in-law(s?) goin on an adventure is such a fun concept and again i like getting to explore their dynamic when not in a “please fall in love with our son-figure boss so we can have hands again” type situation

i liked elise. i thought she was cute.

CONS

bad decisions made by the characters and by the author simultaneously

the new characters were poorly written and had the capability of being really interesting (i was hoping granny was like a mechanical engineer or something before she got introduced. like cogs breaks his leg and elise is like “oh granny t will fix him” and my immediate thought bc of the phrase “fix” was like. steampunky prothetic leg omg so cool and she’s gonna help belle fix the hot air balloon but nah)

belle is the only one out of the three who contributes anything to the story which like yeah ofc but you could switch which servants were there and nothing would change

in case you forgot how cogsworth looks as a human, worry not! because this book will remind you. at every opportunity. like two times in one paragraph on page 4 type opportunity. I physically winced. if all your development for this character boils down to “he’s fat and he’s short and did I mention he’s fat” like. you lost me so fast babe.

3. Rebel Rose (sequel)

8.5/10. If Rebel Rose has 100 fans, i’m one. If Rebel Rose has 10 fans, i’m one. if Rebel Rose has 1 fan, it’s me. If Rebel Rose has 0 fans, it’s bc i died. clearly meant for an older audience but still kept the charm of the film. loved the dynamics between the characters and making the servants feel more realistic while still keeping their personalities and quirks of their animated counterparts. also gave the beast a name thats NOT adam so bonus points. lgbtq rep thats done well too so ANOTHER bonus point. pls emma give me a sequel i’m on my hands and knees

PROS

bro i could go ON

mature but not too mature yk?

I already said everything i need to say this book slaps

CONS

I dont give any books about monarchy and government type stuff a 10/10 because there’s always some issues with that. a book set during the French Revolution will have its faults regarding that but its not the focus of the book

4. The Beast Within (prequel/alternate universe)

4.5/10. this one is. weird? like I genuinely dont know how to explain it? the writing is nice, i like how creepy the witches looked physically, and it’s a better ya batb book than BTF but those the only good thing I can think to say about it? all the characters were flat and the PACING IS SO BIZARRE? like I genuinely thought there was a point where my archive.org borrow time ran out and the pdf stopped working but nope the pacing is just so genuinely bizarre. I don’t love the involvement with Gaston, it felt super forced. apparently this book is part of an expanded universe bc ursula from the little mermaid was mentioned??? i have so many questions that I won’t get answers to. i want to dislike it but i’m just so confused. like i might just make a separate post of how much this one confused me but I cant give it a lower rating than BTF because that one just made me mad. i think the fact that i had the coraline soundtrack on in the background might’ve convinced me it was better than it was bc it was good atmosphere music. read coraline instead of this idk it’s almost 4 am.

PROS

it was better than Belle Takes Flight

I like the Prince’s inner monologues. the writing was charming at times and had moments where it was really pretty

the coraline soundtrack makes it better

the moving statues were a cool element i wished we got more of that

the curse slowly taking effect is an element from the musical i love so it was nice seeing that used in another version

CONS

really weird pacing. like we go from the servants turning to objects to IMMEDIATELY belle getting attacked by wolves

the witch sisters were weird inclusions. like at first i liked the concept and their physical descriptions are freaky and cool but after a while i got confused? this whole book confused me but maybe i’m too old at my cant-rent-a-car-in-america age.

I’m really hoping most of my confusion was bc this was out of order in a series and I didn’t know it bc why was ursula there?

the prince (who still has no name) goes from being a massive jerk to talking about how much of a family he views the servants as and i think this was supposed to show how him slowly turning into a beast was messing with his head but it didn’t come off that way (the closest things you had to a mom and dad go missing and you dont go looking for them??? like you just tell everyone else to? when you were JUST talking about how much you care about them? “where’s my not-dad go find him” AND YOU DONT SEE THAT MAN FOR MONTHS???

i dont like gaston’s inclusion. i feel like his childhood bff being another snobby rich nobility boy wouldve been better.

it starts too late for a prequel. we never get explanations for where his parents are, why he’s the way he is, etc. like the story starts just a few weeks before the night he got cursed.

a lot of things happen and dont get explained or things happen offpage and is only spoken about in reference. (gaston murders a court painter bc beasty boy told him to? beast’s fiance’s mom kills herself? ursula fucking kidnaps his fiance? the entire part where he meets belle?)

IN CONCLUSION

Stan Rebel Rose

Enjoy but be critical of As Old As Time

Acknowledge that The Beast Within exists but don’t hope for consistency

Stare angrily at Belle Takes Flight and find better books for 13 year olds. I’ll make a list and everything if you want and i’m 7+ years out of the intended audience

(also regardless of my opinions, i send all my respect to each of the authors responsible. writing is hard, writing for the mouse™️ is probably harder. there were things I enjoyed in all of these, even if I didn’t love the book overall. i’m an actor and a costume designer, not a writer. dont take the opinions of some internet neurodivergent as gospel yall)

#not quotes #beauty and the beast #batb #no bc i just finished TBW and i’m still reeling bc wtf was that

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Hi guys this is the second part of " A trip with a lot of surprises" in the enemies to lovers universe of Julieta and Agustin. Let's see how it goes.

Señorita: Miss

Corazón: sweet heart

Conejita: little Bunny

I will update tomorrow too✌️

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Leaving the box with arepas on the first row of seats, Agustin noticed both Bruno and Felix were seated in the musicians' spot, it was the last row basically. Most likely the twins, Carlos and Tony have convinced them to join them. Those two always carried their instruments everywhere they went. An old but sturdy guitar, a drum that has seen better days and a 2 sets of maracas.

Before he could continue paying attention to how his companions had settled in.

Agustin got off the chiva to go further back and help Julieta get on. This bus was very high and had no aisles to walk through, but you had options if you wanted to change your seat.The first one was getting off and then climb again wherever you wanted, the second one, was jumping over the stalls, and your last and wildest one was hanging from the structure like a monkey.

Also, you had to be careful with the sides, there were no doors but chains that could be removed or put on, that was its only security. He had never understood how they were used especially to celebrate parties, he couldn't even imagine getting on one of these while drunk.

"Allow me please, it wouldn't look good if la señorita Madrigal were to fall and hurt her cute butt." the bespectacled boy whispered to the brunette as he climbed up again and offered her his hand. When she walked past him, he slowly let go of her hand. It almost seemed to hurt them."

"Thank you," Julieta replied, giving him a mischievous smile and sliding into her seat between Pepa and Johana.

"Move shepherd, you're blocking my view of the little lambs," Manuel snapped. "Dumbass meat isn't transparent."

A couple of sheeps accidents and that's your name for the rest of you life.

Only when Manuel saw the disapproving faces of the Madrigal sisters, he snorted and stopped bothering Agustin, giving him one last push. Manuel went on his way and got into the row behind the driver, next to the arepas, as Wilmer, Juaquin and another 2 guys followed him.

Rolling his eyes, Agustin swung to sit next to Bruno, taking the seat nearest to the edge. The seer grinned at him sheepishly as he gave him a maraca.

"All right everybody, Father Juan is already waiting for you up on the mountain. Besides you, we'll pick up some people along the way, that's right guys, 3 years ago we made a road," laughed the driver. "That makes things easier for everyone."

Seeing how the kids organized themselves, the driver pointed out quickly, "Girls it would be a good idea if you put the little ones between you to avoid accidents." Susana obeyed and sat Rogelio, Margarita and Maria between her and Daniela, she then turned her head and asked johana for a blanket to tuck the little ones in, it was 8:00 a.m. but still, it was cold.

"Alright let's go," shouted Mr. Perez. Screams of Excitement were his answer. "Tony, play something spicy man."

With that the journey began.

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Bruno was excited, he didn't think he would feel good when they arrived at the middle of the town, but when he saw his friends, he began to feel better.

Besides his sisters, Felix and Agustin made Bruno feel at home, he owes them a lot. Especially Agustin, Bruno almost made his sisters murder him a couple of months ago, the seer let out a chuckle at the memory of what had happened.

A cute squeak brought him out of his thoughts. If anyone thought he wouldn't bring one of his rats they would have been dead wrong, Bruno thought as he pulled a small rat out of his pocket.

Fergus loved to go on adventures and then tell him, through his incredible acting, what he had seen during the day, he was a very talented actor, so as a director, Bruno had to nurture the experiences of his actors.

Of course, sometimes it was a little difficult to know what his furry friend was trying to tell him, like the other day for example...

A strong cough to his left, made him look worriedly at his friend. "Wow Gus, everything ok?" Bruno asked as he gently tapped him on the back.

"cof, cof... Cof, sure. It's nothing," Agustin assured him while looking at the rat in his friend's hands.

"New member?" Agustin smiled tensely.

"Yes, his name is Fergus, he's one of the best of his generation," Bruno said proudly.

Agustin nodded slowly, encouraging Bruno to star talking non-stop about all the stories they hadn't done yet. The bespectacled guy changed his attencion when he felt a pair eyes on him, subtly turning his head a little, his eyes met Julieta's.

"The rat!" he said, moving his lips without making a sound. Realizing the brunette didn't understand, He frantically started to point with his eyes at Bruno's lap.

Oh boy, the brown and white rat from the alley!

When the little guy noticed his observers, he gave them an innocent but dangerous look, it remembered them.

Shit!

If her eyes could have popped out of their sockets, they would have done it by now. Julieta couldn't believe it, what is that little animal doing here, Bruno!?

Okay calm down and act normal, Julieta! she yelled to herself in her head.

"Julieta!" One of the girls in the front called out to her, making the brunette jump.

"What?" Julieta said quickly, but upon looking at the surprised faces of her friends, she cleared her throat and answered more calmly.

"I mean, Yes?"

"Sorry july, but could you please tell the driver if we can stop for a moment, we've been driving for 2 hours and I need to go to the bathroom, I saw about 30 minutes ago, there is a store nearby, I'm embarrassed to ask."

The girl was kind, Julieta had no problems with her, but she was madly in love with Manuel, ugh! and she was Vanessa's best friend, so they were not very close. Although she would help her this time because that girl just saved her from a breakdown.

"Sure," Julieta answered with a condescending smile.

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Once in the store, their companions began to look around to see if there was anything they wanted to eat, especially the children.

Julieta, for her part, stood one the side, next to the bathrooms trying to look for Agustin with her eyes, while Johana and Pepa went to ask the twins for more famous songs and of course, a few kisses from Felix.

"That was scary, wasn't it? said a voice from behind her, making her jump.

"Agustín!" Julieta mumbled, with her hand on her chest.

"Sorry, Conejita. I didn't mean to scare you." her tormentor replied affectionately.

Julieta could only roll her eyes, it was impossible not to melt at how tender Agustin could be.

"Do you think Bruno's pet, said something to him?"

"I didn't know Bruno besides seeing the future talked to animals," Agustin chuckled.

"You never know, what if someday one of our children could do something like that, it will be our end." Julieta said with exasperation not looking at him.

"Ohhh." Agustin purred.

"What?" replied the brunette with annoyance.

"One of our children you say? Who knew my Conejita would want to have not just one but several children with little old me, my god" Agustin sang.

Blushing beyond belief, julieta stammered. "D-don't be silly, I-I never said that! Besides, they couldn't o-only be ou-, mine. Pepa could have children with Felix or Bruno could.... Well Bruno, I don't know about Bruno, b-but I-."

"No, no easy love. I promise you 1000 children if that's what you want, I'll sacrifice myself." Agustin quipped, as he moved closer to Julieta from behind, putting his chin on her shoulder and hugging her closer, away from curious eyes.

"Don't b-be," Julieta's scolding was interrupted by a nibble on her ear. "W-who says I want children with y-you?" the brunette mewled again as Agustin flushed them together.

"Your mouth says no, but the rest of your body says yes, so I'll have to convince that little mouth of yours."

Agustin growled and put an arm around Julieta's mid riff as his other hand sprawled across the Lenght of her body to Raise up her dress enough to get to her slick sex.

The brunette sobbed quietly as she pressed her back into his chest while Dropping her head on his shoulder. "G-gus someone might see us," julieta said feebly.

"Should I stop then?" Agustin grunted.

"I'll kill you if you even think of stopping, this is my prize, you idiot." Julieta rasped as she put one of her hands behind her torturer head pulling at his hair while the other one, rested on top of the hand that was driven her crazy at the moment.

It was mortifying.

And that just made it better.

If someone had asked Julieta Madrigal before if she would had ever let a guy ever approach her and do these kinds of things to her before marriage, she would have said, "Never, that would never happen, I would look for a man incapable of thinking about those things, someone serious and courteous like me, leave those things to Pepa".

Agustin was serious and courteous, but he was also a wolf in sheep's clothing, ready to make anyone who was careless lose their minds, she was lucky to be his prey. No matter how much she denied it.

The good thing was she was his drug too and that thought made her so goddamn happy.

Agustin would agree with her, no women on earth would drive him nuts like the woman on his arms right now, she was pure magic, she was heaven and hell all at once and at this moment, she was been a brat.

"I-i, Gus please, i'm c-close." Julieta sobbed while bitting her lips.

"I don't know, my supposedly good girl was insulting me 2 seconds ago, besides, she said she didn't want to have children with me, that hurt me, Love," Agustin started to slowly remove his hand.

"No, no, no, no, no sorry, sorry, sorry, I'll be good." Julieta pleaded while scratching his hand.

"You'll be good and not a spoiled brat? Agustin hissed as he Grabbed one of her breasts squeezing it, while his other hand pinched her clit.

the brunette's eyes rolled back in her head, she was torn between crying and cumming.

"yes, yes, yes, just please..." Julieta cried, arching her back.

"How many children do you want then, Conejita? I'll give you as many as you want." Agustin taunted her as he bit her neck.

"Come on, love, answer daddy." Agustin ordered as he pick up the pace.

That did it.

"Three, three, three! Sss oh fuc-." Julieta bucked againts his hand uncontrollably until she had no strength left, if it wasn't for her companion who was holding her with care, she would be on the floor.

"Good girl." the bespectacle gentleman kissed her sweetly on her cheek. "let's rest for a moment, Corazón."

#agustin madrigal #encanto #julieta madrigal #the madrigals #fan fics

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3, 16, 21, 31 for Paola and Charlie, please? - fourlittleseedlings

3. If they complimented each other, what would they say?

alskfdja oh paola is really bad at giving people compliments because it makes her feel incredibly vulnerable, so she just. points out what she observes very bluntly. like say they're adventuring (to paola's chagrin) and he pushes aside a massive rock or something like that and she would just look at him and very deadpan say "you are very strong," or if he's gotten a new jacket that she thinks he looks really good in, she'll say "it fits well around the shoulders."

charlie is a bit more poetic in his compliments in that he's much more like "you are the most beautiful and intelligent creature i have ever seen," every time she does something that makes him fall a little more in love with her <3

16. If they broke up, what would be their opinions of each other?

ooooohhhhh it'd be a bit of a yikes. i think in any universe where they break up it'd come down to the matter of paola under the impression that he chose adventure and treasure over her. which, naturally, would leave her feeling used, like she was just a pretty little play thing for him to toy around with -- just another treasure. she'd believe him selfish. paola would not have a good opinion of charlie afterwards

on the flip side, charlie would absolutely never blame paola for it. in every universe where they break up, he's saying "it's not you, it's me," and sincerely meaning it. but he also knows paola and would know that breaking up with her would mean he'd never be able to talk to or see her again, but he'd do it because she's obviously not happy staying in rome while he's globetrotting. but it's a choice he'd make if it meant she could be happier finding someone else who could settle with her. And if she's the one breaking up with him, he would totally understand why she felt that way given how rarely they see each other

21. How have they changed each other for the better/for the worse?

oh i think they both changed each other for the better.

charlie taught paola how to live a little. indulge in nice things from time to time. take a little vacation. try that new coffee place rather than going to your usual one. small adventures! he manages to coax her out of her shell.

and in reverse, paola reminded charlie that it's ok to slow down a bit. it's okay to take a break between jobs. take a bit to enjoy the mundane and domestic. work a normal job for a little bit. clean the apartment he's paying too much rent on for it to sit as empty as it does. cook himself an actual meal.

31. What do they love to do after sex?

charlie likes a bit of a cuddle after sex <3. paola's not the biggest fan of that, but she'll indulge him for a while. eventually she has to peel him off her when she starts overheating. then she's usually reaching for a book or the paper she's been asked to peer review but she stays close and let's him loosely cuddle with her while she's reading.

#r: the car smells like chocolate #thank youuuuuu! <3 <3

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hello i was wondering if i could participate in the celebration, i just found your account and i’m in love. congratulations by the way!! i’m about to turn eighteen next month which i’m somewhat excited for. a male character from the harry potter universe please.

okay,, personality wise i’m a virgo and an slytherin intj. some characters i kin is ron weasley, regulus black, jo march, max mayfield, gwen stacy, and well you get the idea. my favorite book genres are romance or literature with a strong female character. right now my current obsession is anne of green gables ( amazing movie btw if you hadn’t seen it ). i’m incredibly awkward and have bad anxiety. it takes me a while to open up and even longer before you see the “true” me. i am also very sarcastic and almost always have something witty to say and sometimes i blurt it out without even meaning too. a song that describes my aesthetic is cinnamon girl by lana del rey and uptown girl by billy joel. i have trust issues and find it absolutely hilarious if anyone shows any romantic interest in me but deep down i crave a relationship like ron and hermione or anne and gilbert. i’m the type of girl who would most likely only love/date once and once i do i would probably do anything for them and hope the same in return. the 2017 beauty and the beast movie always makes me cry cause of their love and songs. i love old films and music expanding from the 50s - early 90s but taylor swift and mitski is an exception. i’m super into astrology and spiritual stuff ( witchcraft and what not ).

appearance now.. i’m 5’3 with medium length brunette hair and coffee brown eyes that almost shines in the sun if you look close enough. i kinda look like a mix of lily collins and blair waldorf as i’ve been told ( with similar eyebrows like lily and eyes and face structure like blair and maybe body as well ). i always have my nails painted red and my toes black. my dress aesthetic changes constantly i think but it settles at girl next door with a little 90’s rockstar girlfriend and alot of dresses. that’s all and if you do this thank you so much!! <3

💌 FLORA'S MATCH-UP EVENT #4

❥ to bluebells33 : i hope i got ur kins right lovely🥰 thanks for the sweet ask

🏹 you've been matched with...

... draco malfoy 💘

・❥ your song : play with fire - sam tinnesz

・❥ what is your relationship like :

ღ draco would never say this to anyone but he secretly yearns for a relationship similar to the ones he read about throughout his childhood

ღ i can see you two being extremely supportive of each other considering the fact that you both suffer from anxiety. it takes a while for you two to open up to people, you understand each other and vent just to one another.

ღ what he likes in your personality the most is how self-sufficient you are. you would do anything to be who you want and achieve your goals. he admires your constant motivation to do your best (also he thinks your sarcasm is incredibly hot but he would never tell that to anyone :)

ღ he's a very secretive person and would rather keep your relationship private for the most part. he also fears that he would put you in danger considering his family's situation. he would sometimes ask you to meet him in the room of requirements so that you could spend time with him away from people

ღ since he never expected to fall in love, he falls hard as soon as he sees how affectionate you are and how much you love him. he would do anything to protect you and to make you feel loved. he just tries his best to show how much he cares about you but he isn't good with words.

ღ he is extremely patient with you and knows how to deal with your sudden outburst of wittiness because he is quite witty as well so he relates to you a lot and that's something he really likes about you as well

・❥ texting your soulmate 👼🏻

#・❥・flora the matchmaker #draco malfoy #draco x reader

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hellinglasses · 2 years

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@blackberrywars my dear my darling I took a few days to reply cause I’m a certified Mess but by all means please Know I was ecstatic upon seeing this. welp, here it goes

10 fandoms, 10 characters, 10 tags

in no particular order of belovedness:

1. the witcher: it too is lambert. my ashdnoijskplfgeiotrsd. a sdbdiunfaodjpksapl, if you will. I want to wrap this baby in blankets even though he will probably bite my hand for the trouble I dared to inflict to him. I’ll cherish it when he does and then feed him ice cream.

2. our flag means death: it’s the angry little rat man for me. israel my beloved I want to give you head pats. I want to feed you soup. I want to drag you through horrible things and then surround you with Love, actually

3. the simarillion and holy hell what even to call this fandom assorted mess: maedhros. the first time I read from you my hear went sdugbuahjikoalbdsnmf and I have loved you ever since, even as canon whump you and yours so terribly and half the fandom will spit the dirt upon hearing your name. I wish I had it in me to actually write that fic to you.

4. good omens: aziraphale. I could never put into words how badly I love you and see myself on you, even as I don’t love all my parts I sure love yours. you’re kind, but aloof, loving but afraid, giving yet self-indulgent, feral but covered in just enough veneer one must work for it to perceive it, to perceive you. and of course, an entire bitch (affectionate)

5. clowntown: richie tozier, you utter shit, you desperate loud fucker. you passed me by when I first met you, a single line to my friends about how I liked the sweary one, but then, years later, fandom made me fall in love with you. I guard your insecurites as my own, but nonetheless your joy, found upon finally cherishing yourself amongst your found family of queer weirdos.

6. steven universe: pearl. you’re a powerhouse, sweetheart. I rember the days before the show progressed, how I used to think of this lowly servant who met the handsomest quartz soldier and how they fell in love and started a revolution hellbent in changing their world. a socialist revolution if you will, it was also the time I was just growing into my own and discovering that too. you still mean the world to me, beloved.

7. gravity falls: stan pines. I’m a mabel myself, and you’re still my favorite. you’re so full with love and loyalty, my darling, even as one must really look behind first sights. you’re entirely love, full to the bursting

8. scooby doo: daphne. for the longest time I couldn’t figure out whether I wanted to be you or gvdshabsnjikolpçfhdjioks. I would play pretend at being you before I had breakfast, tiny and dragging around bedsheets imagining it was the most incredible purple gown. I remember my mom telling me to just imagine, no need to make for more laundry.

9. hannibal: the primadonna himself. baby invented homoerotic muder as courting, being soft while covered in blood and also Pining, actually. random headcanon no one asked for but is getting anyway is that if they live or die after the cliff, that’s will’s choice to make. hannibal left alone for florence, and was miserable. let himself get caught because he couldn’t bear to leave without him again. he would be happy to just die by his side. after all, it’s beautiful.

10. the akallabeth (it’s not cheating if it can be found as a separate book, is it? bwejknqdiwjose): mairon. you might know him as sauron, an epithet meaning “the abhorred”, or even as gorthaur, “the cruel”. but that’s the name he gave himself, it means “admirable”, or even tar-mairon, meaning “king excellent”. babygirl has the range of the entire reputation album, as I sing along loudly to I did something bad and imagine it over and over as I picture the fall of numenor -- I never trust a narcisist, but they love me. can you imagine, arriving a despised prisioner, manipulating your way to giving counsel to the king, and then establishing yourself as the high priest of a religion in honor of your fallen husband? bitch is so messy and I am full of love.

well okay so I regularly talk to literally two people in this godforsaken site and one literally tagged me in this so I’m just gonna tag the other and then a bunch of beloved mutuals I keep seeing in my notes and hope they don’t mind me too badly so

@tediousdelusion, @soundfanatic, @marcato-meumew, @alllthequeenshorses, @sardonicsymphonic,

#a few notes on Thoughts I had writing this #god I wish I could write as good as those bbys deserve #me realizing I put both izzy and pearl into the list: oh #canon can die a violent death please and thank you #is it really repeating a fandom if the characters also shows in lotr but not really?#mutuals please know I think of you as friends and smile every time I see you in my notes but you can 100% ignore this if you want to okay #oh damn I have taylor swift songs assigned to SO MANY of these blorbos feel free to message me about it

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