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dre6ming · 20 days

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Wedding

The delicate beginning rush

A/n: I just received a request for Austin and reader making wedding plans and being all cute and fluffy, so by this post I’m telling you to be in the lookout cause it’s coming

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y/n4real.2002 cause when you know, you know... #oneyear

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austinbutler you are so beautiful it takes my breath away

↪︎y/n4real.2002 I love you truly

↪︎fan283 they are so sweet I love them

↪︎fan.austin it's been 11 years guys and these two are still crazy about the each other

taylorswift oh what a beautiful blushing bride

↪︎y/n4real.2002 haha thanks I had the best maids of honor

↪︎billieeilish ofc you did bitch

↪︎roxanne.02_b1tch like hell you did, we should also get an appreciation post 😤

↪︎y/n4real.2002 oooh my god what have I started

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fan384 she looked so happy

fansof.y/n I'm so happy for them

tchalamet my baby sister looks so dang good

↪︎austinbutler doesn't she always?

↪︎tchalamet don't twist my words Butler, you're on thin ice man

↪︎y/n4real.2002 men ! they never grow up

↪︎fan394 haha rip em them to shreds

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y/n4real.2002 aaaaaand since the kindly (not so kindly) asked to be featured on a post, here's to the greatest bridesmaids!! Love you Tay, Rox and Billie

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billieeilish I look good dang

↪︎y/n4real.2002 good to see you're humble as always 🤣

roxanne.02_b1tch my god how gorgeous your bridal party was

↪︎y/n4real.2002 my friends everyone

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taylorswift I mean we do look so good

↪︎y/n4real.2002 keep up the trend Tay, keep it up 👏

↪︎fan20 I wonder when we'll get pics of Taylor's wedding? 😭🙇‍♀️

↪︎tayfan it's been 6 years almost, so probably never

↪︎taylor13 😭😭 noooo

austinbutler so happy to have you in my life

↪︎y/n4real.2002 I love you too 🫶

↪︎fan100 I miss the times when we were decoding crochet heart emojis 😭

↪︎y/n4real.2002 we still crochet together often

↪︎austinbutler yeah baby blankets all day long

↪︎fan100 I'm crying I love you

↪︎fanofaustin-y/n does this mean they're expecting? 😦

↪︎y/n4real.2002 austinbutler what have you done

↪︎austinbutler ups😬

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sideshow-cellophane-blog · 5 months

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Wyll's Enchanted Boots

Set somewhere in acts 1/2, once the group is more comfortable with each other. Astarion is a little sh!t prankster

"What did he do this time?"

"Enchanted Wyll's boots," Karlach snorted. "Poor guy can't get them off."

Shadowheart sneered. "He's going to give away our location if they don't keep it down."

"You want to get in the middle of their prank war, go ahead. They've been obsessed recently. But I think Gale or Tav cast something that soundproofed the camp before they left. Pretty sure we've all been making noise."

"Help! HELP! Get these things ohooooofffff! GaHA! TICKLES! IT TICKLES! Oh my GAHAHADS! HEEEEELP!"

"No one will save you, darling fool," Astarion was watching Wyll roll on the ground struggling to remove the cursed boots. His smile was smug and satisfied - Wyll had been especially sassy and righteous during their travels that week and Astarion had had enough. He was sitting in a chair above the downed fighter swirling a wine glass with the occasional sip. "Another few minutes and that will have made up for all of those comments on my rat diet."

"Feheheathers! Th-thousands of feathers!"

"Yes dear, I'm sure it feels that way!"

Shadowheart shuddered, but she had weighed the options in her mind. "Oi! Astarion! Those were a good pair of boots. Why did you need to waste them with a curse like that?"

The vampire put a hand to his chest in false hurt. "This? A waste? I think not dear, I am more than satisfied with the results. Wyll, darling fool that he is, may have stepped into them unwillingly but now whoever wants to laugh themselves silly can do so anytime they please. It only lasts as long as you can keep them on…" He chuckled darkly.

"And will it be your turn after he manages to get them off?" She raised a brow.

"I'd kinda like to try," Karlach shrugged.

"Then pull them off meeeee! HaHAhahahaaa!" Wyll wailed.

"Nah, looks too intense. Or are you that sensitive?" She teased. "You walk around camp with a crop top Wyll, can't say I blame Astarion for getting ideas."

"And he has an extra pair of normal shoes lying around somewhere," Astarion waved his hand. "Unless they're enchanted too and Gale ate them...Hm. Heh. Heheh. Good luck fighting whilst laughing your arse off."

Shadowheart clicked her tongue. "It has been mere minutes, and he is crying."

"Heeeeeeelp!"

"Enough Astarion," Karlach laughed. "He's had enough."

"Alright, alright," Astarion sighed and set his glass down. "Hold still darling. Stop kicking your - hey! Stop kicking for a minute! Yes, thank you. Excellent self control. Let me pull the left off first…that's it, dear. Here you go, Karlach. You slip it on and it'll start tickling after a few moments. I'm only giving you one boot, otherwise you may get too excited and blow us up, you sweet touch-starved barbarian. Now Wyll, if you kick me again I'm leaving this one on….Alright goooood….Aaaaaand you're free!" He stood back up with a delighted smile and offered the other boot to Shadowheart. "Curious?"

"Hells no," She crossed her arms.

"HEH! Heheheh. Haha, oh my, heheh, ohoho!" Karlach broke out into higher pitched giggles than anyone would have thought. "Hehehey! This isn't bahahad!...This is nihihice! H-how ticklish are you Wyll? Heheh!"

Wyll stayed on the ground as he watched his teammates and friends have fun. "I'm," he gasped, "I'm happy…at least one person…can enjoy that torture device…heheh…"

"Two people," Astarion reclined back on his chair like a cat. "I'll leave the pair by Halsin's tent when they come back and then we can get a proper show. You'll be thanking me."

Shadowheart looked down at the boot, up at Karlach who had taken a seat on the ground and was giggling, and sighed as she sat down beside her. "A kind gift you've given her," She said to Astarion. "But I'm curious as to why you want to see us laugh?"

"Better a smile on your face and cheer in the camp than slowly angering ourselves to murder darling, cruel pranks lead to cruel actions," Astarion set his glass down and stood. He spoke from experience with his spawn 'siblings.' "Now then. I'm going to-"

Wyll grabbed his ankle with a playful look in his eye. "Going to what?"

"Going to escape your grasp," He shook his leg, and when that didn't work he bent over to unwork Wyll's fingers around his ankle. "Going to…to just sliiiiide myself out of here while you loons have your fun…"

"Oh I think he deserves some form of payback for that," Shadowheart smirked and helped Wyll pull the vampire's legs out from under him so he landed face-first on the ground. "Us loons do want to have our fun."

Astarion yelped and tried to scramble away again, but he soon joined Karlach in a giggle fit as the pair squeezed his legs. Wyll was working on pulling off one of his shoes as Astarion did everything in his power to not actually kill the two. "H-hey now! I, heh, I thought thaHAT you'd prank me some other wahay! Gehet off yohou weirdos! AHEH! HEE! N-not the kneHEES! HEE!"

"You've been pranking us with laughter for weeks and we're the weirdos?" Shadowheart took more pleasure than she should have from making Astarion squeak. He was on the ground squeaking from their pinching and scribbling into the backs of his knees.

"It's only fair, Astarion! Stop kicking, you know you deserve to laugh just as hard as I did! C'mon Fangs," It took a few seconds, but Wyll managed to tug the enchanted boot over Astarion's one foot and sat on the pair of legs so he couldn't pull it off. "Karlach, get his other one!...Karlach?"

She appeared to be off in her own world, enjoying the teasing magic.

Astarion's giggles became consistent and louder. Not that being pinned and forced to take their revenge helped, but he had not anticipated the boot actually tickling so much. Shadowheart was also on his waist pinching his sides from behind with her slender fingers now. Embarrassed, he hid his face in the crook of an arm and tried shooing her hand away with the other. He shot both back down when she slid them into his armpits, and they were pinned there making him cackle. He could only writhe on the ground and laugh at their mercy - yet he would take this over Cazador's punishments any day. His teammates weren't interested in hurting him when he acted out.

This was fun.

Wyll had decided to grab Astarion's free foot. Holding it by the ankle on the ground, he scratched his nails over the sole.

Not so fun. The nails were far worse than the feathers the boot tickled with.

Wyll exclaimed, "The Blade of Frontiers always finishes his fights! Give in yet, fiend?"

Astarion arched his back, raising his head high. Tears prickled the corners of his eyes and he had the largest grin only Shadowheart could see from the angle she sat at. "Yes, YEHEHES! GET OHOHAHAFF!"

And they did.

Shadowheart patted his back when she slid off, and Wyll got off of his legs. "Need help with the boot?"

Still giggling, the spawn pulled himself up and started to pull the enchanted item off with far more ease than Wyll had been able to. The other boot was tossed into his lap, and he saw Karlach cross-legged wiping her own eyes.

"That was fun!" She exclaimed. "Haven't been touched like that before. Thanks, Astarion. I'll borrow those again."

He coughed and snuck quick glances to Shadowheart, who was smirking at him on her knees, and Wyll, who was still dangerously close to his feet. When they made eye contact he wiggled his fingers in the air teasingly. "Juvenile pranks don't go unpunished, Astarion. Truce?"

They won't hurt you. They're having fun.

I'M having fun.

He pulled himself together after a second, pulling the smirk back over his face as a familiar mask. "How about well deserved pranks? You've been a brat this week Wyll, and I'm not above making you laugh as hard as you do your enemies."

"Tickling enemies is my thing!" He shot back. "You got these ideas from Gale and I!"

As they bickered, Karlach plucked the boots back from Astarion and grinned at Shadowheart. "I'll put these by Halsin's tent. It'll sure be a sight when they get back. I'm going to go sharpen my blades before these two start tickling each other again."

"I'll join you," As Shadowheart stood, Astarion indeed leaped onto Wyll and tackled him to the ground. Straddling him, he dug into the bare skin Wyll's cropped top exposed and loud laughter once again filled the camp.

She smiled. Without realizing it, Astarion was great at team building.

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Egyptian Knights

Pairing: Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Jake Lockley x fem!Reader

Fic Type: Drabble

Summary: A short story about how you came to meet and love the Moon Boys.

A/N: Aaaaaand, I'm almost done with Part 1 of Banks of the Nile. It might even be posted before Sunday if I keep up the roll I'm on. (Also the play on words in the title is it not genius--)

Notes: I know very little about DID. What I know has come from Moon Knight, sooo... Pics aren’t mine, I’m not sure whose they are. If anybody knows, please let me know! ^^

Rating: 14+

Warnings: Mild language (couple uses of the F-bomb), Steven being an overwhelming sweetheart, Marc is actually a big softie, Jake is too but he's also the murder husband

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So, you've known the Moon Knight system for awhile.

You got to know Steven first. Very sweet, very shy, you met when he opened the door to your apartment instead of his, only allowed by the door breaking under a strength he wasn't quite aware he'd had. He'd frozen at the sight of you in oversized, cozy pajamas, mid-bite of ice cream, staring at him with wide eyes from your mound of thick blankets as you watched your favorite show. You hadn't had a shower in three days, your apartment was a mess, and you'd been crying. Breakup? Nah. Period. The fucking uncalled-for subscription to Blood Monthly you were naturally assigned at birth.

"Um? Dude? Do I know you?"

"Uh..." Steven surveyed your apartment as if it had swallowed his alive. Later, you found out that your turtle habitat and stacks upon stacks of books everywhere had him wondering what the actual fuck, since it was so similar to Gus's tank and his own book setup. Steven's dark coffee eyes met yours, confused. "N-no, I don't think so. Sorry, love. I've the wrong door. So sorry about that. I'll uh... just... I'll pay for the repairs on your door. I'm sorry." You continued to eat your ice cream, but kept your eyes on him as he nervously backed out of the doorway; but then he stopped, a little concerned. "You alright, love?"

A dry, bitter chuckle escaped your lips. "I am literally having an organ shredded internally with lessened contractions as godly punishment for not getting pregnant or whatever. I am in pain, I haven't slept, I haven't eaten, and I think I somehow managed to ruin every pair of white pants I own. How are you?"

"I-I'm good, yeah," Steven replied, before backing away nervously and skittering away. You were sure that'd be the last you'd see of him, but you were very surprised when he returned about forty-five minutes later with a bag. "Hello again," He said, voice uncertain and stance anxious.

"Hiya, Guy-Who-Broke-My-Door."

Steven flushed. "O-oh. Right. I'm Steven. Steven Grant."

"Y/N Y/L/N," You replied, and jerked your chin toward the brown paper bag in his arm. "What ya got there?"

"The beginning of an apology," Steven answered, "If you're in the mood for company, that is. I mean, I could just drop this here with you if you'd prefer, or--"

"Yo," You interrupted, "Dude. Chill. Get over here and show me whatcha got."

And so he did-- the guy had went out and gotten you pads, a water bottle (which he happily heated for you), chocolate, and a variety of snacks that you could nibble on. After heating your water bottle and refusing to let you budge to even put any of his gifts away, he brought you some water.

It was kind of strange-- he'd literally just accidentally broken into your home. For all you knew, he could've been a crazy stalker. But even if he were, he was so nice and sweet and you were so down you gladly accepted his presence. Conversation came easy with him, unlike it did with a lot of others for you-- really, you had a couple of guys at work that were into you.

But even as Steven tripped, face-planting into your floor and spilling the water everywhere (then proceeding to profusely apologize), you thought: Nah. I want that one.

It wasn't long after that you started dating, and it wasn't easy. Sometimes he'd miss dates, forget days of the week, and go for days at a time without texting you or anything at all to show you that he was alright. He always returned, though, apologizing with flowers in hand and promises to make it up to you and explanations about his sleeping disorder.

On a particular spurt where he disappeared for days at a time, he returned very nervous and cautiously told you that he needed to tell you something, admitting that you'd probably leave him for it.

He told you about his DID, Khonshu, him being his Fist of Vengeance— Moon Knight. He introduced you to his alter, Marc Spector, a tough but gentle mercenary that greeted you kindly. "Steven's told me a lot about you. It's nice to finally meet you in person."

It was kind of odd, two people existing in one body: but you accepted Marc, you accepted Steven, and both were pleasantly surprised when you researched DID heavily to better understand the situation. Your library card reached its limit, your computer almost crashed from how many tabs you had running, and you even sought out doctors who could tell you more. You asked Steven and Marc a ton of questions, and they answered them; and as you got to know Marc better, it was hard not to fall for him, too.

He tried to always pull off a tough-as-nails kind of attitude. Stern, brooding, he kind of kept his distance from you at first. But it was the little things: one day he returned from the store, and you found he'd grabbed your favorite snack. He'd never gone shopping for you before. "Ooh! Steven tell you about these?"

Marc pretended like it was nothing, giving a shrug as he continued pulling groceries from the bag and onto the counter. "No. Just see you eating them all the time, and you're almost out, so I figured why not?" His observance is touching, and you couldn’t help yourself; you leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek, surprising him so badly that he dropped the dish soap. The plastic busted and the sticky orange substance flew absolutely everywhere, and though Marc tries to apologize, all you can do is laugh. Your bright, huge smile is so beautiful that Marc stumbles over his words, and for a second he's so flustered that you think Steven is fronting. "...Sorry, Y/N... I just... Didn't see that coming."

"And why not?" You challenged, still smiling. "It's just like Steven said when he first told me about you-- you come as a package deal. I care about you too, y'know! You're just as much a part of Steven as he's a part of you."

Your first kiss with Steven had been extremely romantic-- classic candlelight dinner and then a ride on the London Eye. Quick, unsure, Steven had pecked your lips after having been staring at you all evening, commenting on how beautiful you looked. Then the second kiss was less timid and more passionate, more confident. But your first kiss with Marc was different-- right there, in your kitchen, he pulled you flush against him by your waist and kissed you lovingly, with more gentleness than you expected from a mercenary.

And that’s how you ended up with two boyfriends.

Your third came along after you, Marc, and Steven actually moved in together. When your boyfriends' body all but kicked down the door rambling in Spanish, you should've known something was off. It wasn’t until much later when you’d calmed him down that he said, reluctantly, “...I’m Jake.”

You shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, Jake.”

It was awhile before you and Jake started dating, namely because every time he saw you coming he’d abruptly disappear, a very confused Marc or Steven taking his place. The one time he did front for awhile in front of you was when you were being hit on by some pushy guy in a bar, and Jake beat the shit out of him. He’d thought you’d be scared of him, and so disappeared immediately after, leaving you with a flustered Steven profusely apologizing for the damage while simultaneously threatening the guy who’d hit on you (though he couldn’t be taken very seriously with his sweet self, although you were fully aware of the fact that he could kick ass if needed).

Your first actual conversation with Jake happened unexpectedly, when you smelled cigarette smoke coming from the porch and made your way outside. Steven wouldn’t put a cigarette in his mouth if you paid him in access to Egyptian tombs nobody had ever seen before. Marc had given up smoking long before he’d met you, instead opting for gum. So if it’s not either of them... “Jake?” You’d asked.

He jumped, turning to face you with wide eyes and immediately going to put the cigarette out. “No no, don’t go anywhere,” You pleaded, and rushed back inside. You came back out with a couple of sandwiches and lemonade, making him raise an eyebrow. “I was looking for you guys! It’s time for lunch!”

He went to put the cigarette out again, but you stopped him a second time. “You don’t have to do that. I like the secondhand smell of the smoke. Makes me feel at home.”

Jake managed to smirk, setting the cigarette aside to pick up a sandwich with a shrug. “Your choice, doll.”

And so you got to know Jake, too. Before you knew it, you had three loving boyfriends at once that would do anything for you— and often did.

You look back on your time knowing the boys, and smile up at them from your place on the couch as you’re snuggled up against their side. Jake notices your attention during a commercial that interrupts the show you’re watching, glancing down at you and making a face. “What? I got somethin’ on my face, hermosa?”

“No,” You reply, leaning the back of your head on his shoulder and staring at up him dreamily. “Just... thinking.”

He traces the bridge of your nose with his thumb, staring into your eyes. It’s Marc that asks, “‘Bout what, babygirl?”

“Us,” You chirp, wrapping your arms around his neck. “You three. How much I love you. How we met.”

Marc snickers. “Yeah, well, we’ve all gotta thank Steven’s clumsiness, or else we never would’ve met you.”

A slight shift of expression, and Steven wraps his arms around you to hold you as close as possible in a squishing cuddle. “We love you, darling.”

“Love you too,” You kiss his cheek. “All three of you. Very much.”

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heartbreak-sandwich · 3 months

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Marmalade Stream of Consciousness

Well, I typed up random thoughts and quotes and moments while watching Marmalade for the first time, so here's this, I guess lmao. Spoilers below the cut

STREAM OF CONCH, HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOO

"you scared the chickens out of me." OKAY, BARON, YOU LITTLE ABSOLUTE SWEETIE.

"escapes, beeeeitch." OTIS OMFG. I LOVE OTIS.

"I swear...on my hair." Baron is the best. But just when you think you know his capacity, he surprises you. he might seem simple, but there's definitely more to him.

CROCHET, not CROQUE lmfao.

Awwww the moon pies...watching Baron take care of his mom squeezed my sad heart.

Listening to him describe his town to Marmalade when he first met her was just the cutest, most earnest thing. "It's the only place I ever knowed." He's just so fucking SWEET, it makes me want to cry.

FROM THE BEGINNING, Marmalade sketches me out. She talks about how "some sleazebag" gave her Big Bertha (her car). Even Baron questions her like "he just gave it to you??" and I bet there's a story there. Has to be.

And the way Baron talks about his dad....couldn't some see him because he was too busy building a rocket and then he blew up in space? Oh, honey....the dude needs a hug.

Marmalade is obviously striking the manic pixie dreamgirl chord immediately. There's something fun and magnetic about her, but also obviously red flag central. I'm excited to learn more about her. The way she just immediately inserts herself into Baron's life is so unsettling.

"You can borrow my nose. They smell beautiful, just like you." OKAY BARON, YOU LITTLE BABY SWEETHEART LMAO

DAY TWO, SHE'S LIKE "Let's rob a fuckin' bank." HELLO?!?!?!?

Enter Otis, once again, being the most normal person in this entire movie lmfao.

Baron hesitates on the bank idea, and Marmalade is immediately like "I LIKE U" kisses his face....I see what ur doing here, girl. I see u.

I honestly cannot tell if she's being genuine, but my money is on probably not.

Hearing Mama Eda's coughing in the background of their lovely moments makes my heart sink. Wow.

"Shoot the camera with what?" Oh, Baron. Oh, honey lamb...

The way she CACKLES when Baron gets scared by the gun, oh my god.

(I'm really not a fan of the nickname "Puppet." Shit makes me cringe for him - more foreshadowing imo so far)

HIS MAMA MARMALADE JAR TATTOO OMFG.

"GOT ME OVER HERE FEELIN' SHIT. I'M INSPIRED, MOTHERFUCKER." Otis is the realest lol.

THE WAY HE ALMOST FORGOT MAMA EDA'S MOON PIES OH MY GOD NO. She's distracting him from his mom while she needs him, I'm gonna cry for real....

OH GOD THE SCARE. THE SCARE. I was going to LOSE MY MIND if she had died right there. And he noticed something's up with the pills.....and Marmalade's all passed out? Hmmmmmmm.

Damn...when Baron pressures Marmalade to tell him about her life... you know she's been through some shit. And she's running from more than she lets on.

Oh, God. Her story breaks my heart... and Baron does his best to comfort her. Bless him...

THE ABSOLUTE TERROR ON BARON'S FACE AS MARMALADE ROBS THE PEOPLE AT THE ANTIQUE SHOP?! Poor boy. Oh my god....

"I was just playin" oh my god.

And he starts to try to back out. He wants to. And she comes back with "She's gonna fuckin' die." this POOR BOY. SOMEONE HELP HIM.

AND WHEN HE WANTS TO GO CHECK ON HIS MOM.. and Marmalade says "I can do it." I don't trust that. I do not trust that at all....I gotta know what's going on there.

BARON'S LITTLE ASTRONOT ON HIS CEILING, I can't... crying.

AND NOW SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH MAMA EDA. Conveniently as soon as Marmalade went to go see her?!

AND SHE DIED?!?! WHAT THE FUCK. NO. NO NO NO NO NO. Fuck this.

Oh, Otis..... my heart. :( I just want to give him a hug. Also bless him for looking out for Baron.

"Clench your buttcheeks" lmfao. Good advice, Otis.

"I think you got somethin' in your braid." BARON NO.

Aaaaaand now they're fighting.

OTIS OH NO. He was just trying to protect Baron :( poor Otis.

OH MY GOD SPECIAL AGENT OTIS??!?!?!?!??! HELLO WHAT?!

SAME DRESS, SAME MISSPELLINGS, SAME WRITING, BABY DOLL BANDIT?! Okay. She's on some real shit. I need to know more.

Aaaaaand Baron calls her. Rule Number One, all jail phone calls are recorded unless you're calling a secure attorney line. The End. Never, ever, ever do what he just did.

He doesn't need to rob the bank oh my god..... AND HERE SHE GOES AGAIN WITH HER BULLSHIT. And she's PREGNANT?! THAT WAS FUCKIN FAST?! Oh, Baron, no, no, no, no, no.

And she's such an asshole to him about being the driver.

Ngl, I think he outfit is so cute tho. Courtney Love vibes.

Okay, I love the dance number lmfao. Please tell me that's actually them dancing. I need to know. AND THE SEQUINS.

Marmalade squeals with delight. Baron screams in terror. My feels.

"Somethin' doesn't smell right." YOU BET, BABY. TELL HER WHAT'S UP. Poor baby is so uncomfortable.

"How come you know so much?" HE'S NOT STUPID. DON'T UNDERESTIMATE BARON.

"I might've done this once before." YOU DON'T SAY, MARMALADE. YOU DON'T SAY.

"Did you just fart?" ->->->->-> "I thought you can't smell." HE'S ONTO YOU, MARMALADE.

I just know the baby's fake. I just know it. I know it in my heart.

AND HE FINDS MAMA EDA'S PILLS IN MARMALADE'S CAR.

Oh, he has the gun on her. Oh, boy. Oh, baby.

Poor Baron. He's just unraveling, poor baby.

"It was just Mama Eda's time." Kinda wanna punch her, ngl.

Oh now the police are here and BARON... "We gotta go outside and apologize." THIS POOR BOY IS TOO GOOD.

God, I STILL cannot tell if she's ever being genuine. And I almost think she held Baron up for just a SECOND longer so he'd get caught and she could run.

RUN BABY RUN PLEASE OH NO. Oh no. He's too good. Baron's just too good.

OKAY. But he's for real pushing him out there.

Oh, they're tracking him. And Ted with his Shakespeare quotes lol.

Awww....Baron goes to visit Mama Eda first thing... sweet boy. I just want to hug him. :(

THE POOR DUDE IN THE CAR, he was so terrified. Of course the car was ditched. Of course.

The fuck is he pulling out of that chimney? Newspaper clippings?

OKAY WAIT. WHAT'S THE JAR OF MARMALADE ON MAMA EDA'S GRAVE FOR. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING NOW.

Baron......BARON?!?!?!?

WAS SHE FAKE THIS WHOLE TIME?!

HE'S CUTTING HIS HAIR?!

He ain't no dummy. Baron is NOT stupid. QUITE the opposite, I think, at this point.

Oh. My god. WHAT is happening.

Joe Keery dressed as a mystery woman. All right.

"Take care now" WHAT IS HAPPENING. OH MY GOD. The way he takes that wig off and how fucking stoked he is lmao.

"There is no girl." WHAT.

OKAY SEXY JOE KEERY IS BACK WASSUP.

L-A-M-R-A-M. Huh. Pharmaceuticals. I am so confused.

OH BUT THE LOOK IN HIS EYES.

I am SO FUCKING AS;DFJSA;ODIFHSD; WHAT IS HAPPENING.

This dude's money. Who is this dude. Have I missed something. Oh, Don Frankels, CEO -- BARON PHARMACEUTICALS?!??!?!?!?

OH MAN, HE WAS NEVER NO SIMPLETON. THIS IS BIG BUSINESS.

Oh, but he has a white cane......

OH. OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, I don't like Don. We don't like him at all.

JAR OF MARMALADE. HE WAS THERE.

Okay but WHO IS HE AND WHAT IS GOING ON. I NEED TO KNOW MORE. NEED.

"What's real, what's fake?" MY QUESTION, TOO, TED.

OKAY THE FUCK?! What's in the envelope.......

"Sorry for your loss." ->->->->-> "My what?" WHAT THE FUCK.

"I'm taking care of my mother. I hope you'll do the same," AND A TICKET TO JAMAICA. HE KNEW THE WHOLE TIME?!?!??!!?!?!?

HE KNEW. THE WHOLE TIME.

IS HIS MOM ALIVE?!?!?!?! IS SHE?!?!?!?!

I'm crying. For real, I'm crying.

He's just delivering meds to all these boxes....?

AND EDA. THE MOON PIES. HIS MOM. OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHH IT WAS SO GOOD. SO FUCKING GOOD. I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!! Ugh, I could not have prepared myself. SO fucking good. Will watch again and again.

#marmalade #marmalade film #honestly it was so good #I coudln't have asked for anything better #marmalade spoilers #so in love with this film

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ialwaysknewyouwerepunk · 11 months

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Ellaaaa please tell us about your show!!! I want the whole account (if you want to/when you have time ofc)!! I'm so happy you got to hear fine line live ahhh you totally deserved it!!!

AAAAAAHHHHHHHH KIND ANON I CAN SCREAM ABOUT IT FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE

so we had front of stage tickets and it was 100% the best ticket ive ever had so far: zero effort for an insane view and a fantastic place in the crowd with all the space we needed to dance and more. i've queued before and just really never want to again for more than enough reasons, and here was shown how i seriously didn't need to.

wet leg was epic. i am obsessed with them they are so fucking cute and also cool and also hot and also good. yes. i screamed my frustrations to the sky with them and all was good in the world.

and then. i'll just say immediately that the setlist is fantastic and definitely the best collection of songs i've ever heard of his, despite lights up not being there. the beginning was super fun and energetic, he is a master showperson, but it's in a way that is uniquely his. you can look at him and be in awe of the grandiose performance filling that entire stage, and then see that he's also smirking, skipping along the runway and pulling faces at his band. it's just. !!!!!!!!! you know?!?!?

my soul left my body during stockholm syndrome. goosebumps forever, bc of the sheer disbelief that im hearing a 1d song live. harry smiling, us screaming.

i've always wanted to hear she live, too, so that was just... mesmerizing. there were orchids projected on stage and it was all so perfectly fitting. our orchid, our mermaid. note the colors as well :')

then it was a big fucking party. just dancing and singing like we've never done before. he really felt happy and like he felt good, so happy and jokey. he grabbed Three pride flags during tpwk, and this was my first time witnessing the brass quartet as well. it was a BIG FUCKING PARTY

grapejuice is also so fun live. it's always such an experience to hear him sing a song live that he hasn't really sung before. i could tell that it's a tough one to sing, but he made it fun and quirky and cute.

aaaaaand THEN HE SANG FINE LINE. he sang fine line. holy shit. this is like. i grieved when he decided to stop singing it last european leg, it hit me hard. i think i've said it a shitton of times already on here but fine line is a song i listen to every morning and every night, it's the only thing that can calm me through a panic attack. it's an anthem of perseverance, hope and self-love. hearing it live was just me being transfixed, mesmerized, by what was unfolding in front of me, and slowly crying more and more. a tight tight hug from @bluewinnerangel through the sobs at the end was necessary bc we were all falling apart. in the best way

the darkness and pause after that were also necessary to get us back on track, for a show that was going to rake us through the entire spectrum of the human emotion once more. sign of the times was just. gasp

the PARTY that then ensued during wmyb. that bse intro is something else. any 1d reference obviously unlocks something unhinged in my brain that makes me fucking lose it, but hooooly shit. it goes SO HARD. wmyb always does and i'll never get sick of it.

to finish us off, of course, we have our rock: kiwi. the heaviness of that intro is addictive. his menacing gaze when he's choosing who to soak. the fucking SONG GOES SO HARD. IM HAVING YOUR BABAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY

and then it was over. but it felt extra extra good bc i knew i would be experiencing it again hahahrghr and my body is definitely stiff from the legit workout i did during the concert last night so. holy shit fuck yes

#kind anon #my munich shows

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xhannahbananax03 · 1 year

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Pairing: Austin x Reader

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Words: 2k

Warnings: Slow burn, some angst

Her hands rose up towards the stage as a look of confused pleasure took over her face. She watched Elvis Presley move across the platform in the center of the recording studio as he sung his heart out, body clad in a leather suit, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat.

Y/n was unsure how to feel. She knew she felt incredibly aroused watching him up close like this, her thighs pressing tighter and tighter together confirmed that for her, but her face spoke otherwise. She was screaming and practically crying with the other women surrounding her as everyone sat and watched the performance, but every few seconds you could see her take a moment to really think about how appropriate her feelings were, before her expression went back to excitement and you could tell she stopped caring once more.

"Aaaaaand... Cut!" Baz shouted out with the clicking clapperboard as a few studio bells rang and everyone gave Austin a loud cheer, Baz walking up onto the stage to talk to the young man about the scene.

Y/n rose with the rest of the crowd and straightened out her costume dress as she went to the Craft Service Table to grab a cup of water, knowing that her vocal cords were going to be needing it for all the screaming she'd have to do as an audience extra.

"Hey honey," She heard Austin creep up behind her, grabbing a water for himself as a lady from makeup dabbed some of the sweat away from his forehead quickly, "What d'ya think?" He asked smiling down at her as she shook her head up at him in amazement like she always did.

"You've once again blown me away," She shrugged honestly and his smile became brighter making her smile in return.

"Mr. Butler! If you don't mind taking a seat over here for a moment so we can do touch ups?" An on set hairstylist shouted out, motioning towards a chair a few feet away and Austin looked at Y/n to which she nodded and followed him over.

"How are ya today, Janice?" Austin asked politely, taking a seat in front of the woman her smiled down at him.

"I'm doin' just fine, Elvis," She mocked his accent in a teasing tone as she usually did and he blushed lightly while looking to the ground as Janice started her work.

Ever since Y/n and Austin stared working together on set about a year ago they became fast friends. She was only an extra for a few scenes, while Austin was the star, but he still took notice to her.

He doubted he'd ever have the gall to admit it out loud, but he found her just stunning. She was charming too and everyday he found himself trying to get closer and closer to her, "So," Austin cleared his throat, looking at Y/n who was staring back, "What're ya doing later after work, Y/n?".

"Oh probably same old, same old," She shrugged, "Just gonna go home and order some takeout," He also loved that about her. Y/n was never ashamed of being human like a lot of people were in this industry, like how Austin was at times.

"Well mind if I join ya?" He asked curiously, a little blush taking over his cheeks as he looked at her hopefully.

"Sure," She shrugged nonchalant and Austin's heart dropped a little at how little she seemed to care, "It's a date," She smiled at him kindly before turning around and making her way back to Baz as he called in the extras to speak to them.

With her back turned to Austin, she let out a shaky breath, hoping he didn't notice the excitement in her tone. They had hung out a few times outside of work but usually in a public setting or with other cast mates around so it never felt really private.

She'd be lying if she said she didn't have a massive crush on Austin. He's the whole movie she auditioned for this movie in the first place, she grew up watching him on T.V and had just developed this liking for him and the more she got to know him the more she realized she much preferred who he was off-screen.

They ran the scene a few more times along with a few other ones that Y/n wasn't in so she just waited outside the studio, talking with a few of the other extras about how they were sad that this was their last day. Luckily, it wouldn't be hers, she had one more scene that was for the end of the movie and then she'd be done.

When Austin finally made his way outside, Y/n could see the almost craze in the other women's eyes as he approached with that dazzling smile everyone became accustomed to, "Hi ladies," He smiled and a few of the women blushed while giving a small wave or little 'hello' in return, "Ya wouldn't mind if I stole this pretty little thing from y'all, now would ya?" He practically flirted with the women, throwing his arm over Y/n's shoulder and she shook her head lightly, grabbing onto the tips of his fingers. He knew what he was doing.

"Not at all," One of the women shook her head waving to the pair as she led the group away, "Call me sometime, Y/n!" She called over her shoulder before Y/n said she would and turned to walk towards the car with Austin.

He had a personal driver so thankfully she wouldn't have to call a cab tonight, most nights she didn't anyway, Austin offering to drop her off at her apartment on his way home.

"You're cruel," Y/n jokingly told him, shoving his arm away from her as the pair chuckled and Austin threw his arm back around her, squeezing her close and making her heart flutter, "Leading those ladies on like that," Y/n tsked and shook her head at him in a scolding manner.

"Oh please, like you're not jus' as bad," He scoffed out as he opened the back door of the black SUV for her, "Ya act like ya don' have every guy in that damn studio's attention," He scowled a little, not letting her see but his bitter tone uncontrollably slipped through his words.

"Well it's hard to notice anything when you're in the room, Aus," She said with a little laugh but meant every word and the look he gave her showed that she wasn't doing a good job of hiding the truth from him, so with a deep blush, she sat down and scooted across the bench seat to the other side of the SUV, allowing Austin to get in behind her.

The rest of the ride was spent in semi-awkward silence after her little comment and she found herself beating herself up over it. How could she be so stupid? If the silence didn't confirm Austin's discomfort with her flirting, she didn't know what did.

"Here we are," She mumbled with a tight lipped smile, walking up to her ground floor apartment door and grabbing her keys out of her bag to unlock it, "I'm sorry about the mess," She apologized as she opened the door and stepped inside, Austin following her close behind.

"If ya think this is a mess, ya should see my place," He chuckled softly, looking around at the relatively clean apartment, just a few things scattered about, as he tried his hardest to get the mood back to where it was before he went all quiet in the car.

He didn't mean to, he just wasn't used to her flirting with him. He was usually the one to do that and they just kind of chalked it up to that being his 'Elvis' persona poking through, trying their hardest to avoid what was going on between them, but when she finally flirted back, he was in shock. This confirmed something for him, he just wasn't sure what and didn't want to jump to the conclusion of her reciprocating his feelings and scaring her off.

"So what do you want to order for dinner?" She asked, pulling out a few menus and tossing them on the island of her kitchen as Austin removed his shoes and coat by the door, "I've got one for Chinese, one for pizza and one for a Mexican place. Or we could just order McDonald's or something," She shrugged, dropping her purse on the counter and looking over at him, a small blush still on her cheeks and he smiled.

"I'm down for whatever ya want, sweetheart," He grinned at her, his flirtatious manner coming back tenfold and she nodded her head, grabbing one of the menus and her cellphone.

He looked around her apartment as she made the call and took his time to look over some photos of her, one in particular caught his attention and he picked up the frame. Inside was Y/n, in a wedding dress, standing across from a man as they smiled at each other.

Austin looked at it awhile longer, confusion evident in his face. Y/n had never mentioned a partner, let alone a husband. Why wouldn't she think to bring that up?

"That's Nate," Y/n told him, surprising him and making him jump a little, he didn't mean to snoop like he had and he quickly sat the photo back down before looking to her and seeing a sad smile on her face, "He was my husband," She explained, wanting him to know that they were no longer together.

"Was?" He asked curiously but not wanting to sound judge-y, he knew he'd still like her no matter what.

"Mhm," She nodded taking the photo from the stand where it sat, "We got married, like, super young," She chuckled, looking at the picture of her wedding day with a fond expression, "He was in the military and was killed," She finally let out, not really having talked to anyone about it in a long time.

It had happened over 10 years ago, so she had had plenty of time to mourn, but when she moved away from their shared home, she lost contact with his family and just kinda stopped talking about it. She did, however, keep this one simple photo of them together, "I hope you don't mind," She looked up to Austin, still holding the picture in her hands.

He looked at her for a moment with a sad expression, before gently taking the photo from her hands and setting it down and bring her into his arms to hold her tightly, "I'm so sorry, Y/n," He told her honestly, kissing the top of her head and now he found himself being upset that he had even thought about feeling jealous, "I'm sure he was a great man,"And Austin was sure he was, judging by the photo alone, Y/n looked extremely happy.

The sweet moment was broken up by a knock on the door and the pair pulled apart, "I've got it, honey," He told her, squeezing her arm before going to answer the door and grab their food, "Wanna eat in the living room? Maybe watch a movie?" He suggested, carrying a bag of food towards where they were in the living, but before he could even get a few steps away from the door, he was met with her standing directly in front of him and he smiled down at her, waiting for her answer.

Y/n stared up at him with a nearly blank face as she reached out and took the food from his hands, setting it on the floor by their feet and he looked at her confused, "Wha-" His words were quickly cut off by the feeling of her lips pressing against his firmly.

It took Austin only a second before he was holding onto her and kissing her back just as passionately. He had no idea where this was coming from, but now that he had her, really had her, he wasn't about to let her slip away.

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thedarkcircuswritings · 11 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/thedarkcircuswritings/747597077745369089/teddy-anon-here-aaaaaand-gonna-keep-the-marriage?source=share

Teddy anon and I got two requests due to loving the post marriage request earlier....I'll send em separately, this is the first one.

Butter roll x autistic spouse reader post marriage life plz!

(Also am personally not the parent type...don't think I'd be good with kids but if you hc that butter roll would somehow talk y/n into having kids then I'm cool with it. Just putting that out there since someone requested earlier for butter roll to have a baby and you hinted in this one about him wanting a child so...

Though gonna throw this out there for fun if you do decide that butter roll somehow takes y/n into having a kid...can imagine that y/n might get overstimulated from baby crying until butter roll helps them get used to it aaaand they'd just shower the child in attention and affection so they might be fun parent while butter roll might need to be the one to bring order...while still bringing fun possibly lol!

Example if ya want: butter roll would have to be the one to put the kid AND y/n to bed because y/n would stay up with the child via losing track of time playing with em or, if child wanted to stay up late watching tv....y/n would stay up with em lol!)

"My creationnnn, happy anniversary!"

Domestic life with Butter Roll would be nothing too unfamiliar, as he seems to like schedules as much as you do. He makes sure to tell you plenty of events in advance, and if something abrupt comes up, he does his best to properly rework both of your schedules to make sure you don't get too overwhelmed by it. Butter Roll is also a bit of a blabbermouth since he's gotten comfortable with you. He will always have something to talk to you about unless you want quiet time. Surprisingly, he still has his license too, and he's the one who drives you both around, whether it'd be to work, to the store, out on dates, or to other places. Yes, he also has a license to handle a balloon- what do you mean both look fake? Because of his recklessness, Butter Roll gets sick more often, but when you get sick, he does his best to do what's needed to get you better! That includes trying to make health potions. Take the safety on it as you will. If you don't want kids, Butter Roll wouldn't want to bake one. He'll only do so if his creation does! For now though, he's very happy with his current life with his creation, and he hopes you're happy in it too.

#🎭shadow writing!#🤡request clowns!#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oneshot #butter roll cookie #reader cookie #y/n cookie #butter roll x reader #autistic!reader #autistic!y/n #spouse!reader #spouse!y/n #butter roll x autistic!reader #butter roll x spouse!reader #butter roll x autistic!spouse!reader

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