#anyway here we are

[furiosophie]

#ghostroach #roachghost #simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #i keep forgetting to cross post!!!!! #anyway here we are #this is technically part of an au i've been cooking with alec over on twt #but u also get to have it #soph arts #id in alt text

[lightvialamp]

january 10 - lake || @jegulus-microfic || wc: 456

“We’re not going.”

“Why not, Reg? We’ve had this planned for ages, and I’m fine! I promise.”

Regulus took a deep breath in to avoid snapping in frustration. “James. Fucking Potter. You are currently running a 104 degree fever and can barely stand up straight. Turn the damn shower off, get back in bed, and stay there. For fuck’s sake.”

“C’mon, love, please? I know you were excited—”

“Don’t be stupid. You can’t get into a lake like this. You know that.” Regulus shook his head. He was excited about this trip; they’d started planning it several months ago after a series of interrupted dates and late nights at work. He also knew, though, that James had no self control when it came to lakes, or any body of water, really, and Regulus would have a hell of a time trying to get him to stay on dry land when he was sick if all he wanted to do was swim. 

He looked at James, now in bed reclining against a couple of pillows with a sad look on his face. Regulus felt his heart do a funny little flip at the sight of him, nose running and fever induced sweat collecting at his temples. “James. I love you. I will make you soup in a minute. Neither of us have to work this week, and we’re behind on our movie list anyway. We can go to the lake another time, it’s okay.”

James sniffed noisily and burrowed deeper under the covers, leaving only the top of his head visible. “Okay.”

Regulus nodded, satisfied. “I’m going to cancel our reservation. What kind of soup do you want? I’ll grab extra blankets while I’m out there too.”

James reached a hand out from his cocoon and held it straight up in the air above him, palm turned inwards and fingers wiggling, beckoning Regulus to him. 

“I’ll be right back, love, I promise.”

James’ hand turned more insistent. 

Regulus sighed and made his way over to the side of the bed, grasping the hand waving in his face. James’ face peeked out from under the quilt. “Will you just. Stay with me? Please?” he whispered. Regulus softened. It wasn’t often that James asked him explicitly for something. 

“Yeah,” he answered just as softly. “I’ll stay.” 

He climbed in bed and reached for the TV remote, turning on The Proposal, which they had fallen asleep to the night before, with the volume down low. James turned over on his side and pressed a whispered, “I’m sorry, Reg,” between Regulus’ shoulder and chest. 

Regulus repositioned his arm around James, squeezing a silent reassurance into his opposite shoulder. The reservation could wait. This was alright. “Not a problem at all, James.”

#i know i know my american is showing with the farhenheit #many apologies #anyway here we are #james is sick! #and regulus is perfect #my writing #vee’s microfic #jegulus #james x regulus #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders #marauders fic

[letters-of-fire]

jumping on this train too!!!

#oc: martin marsh #oc: howard underhouse #oc: mary hence #do you KNOW how excited I was when I thought about narcissus flower for howard #anyway here we are #the one for mary is in process yet......

[dementorfromazkaban]

☆Welcome hotties, nerds and fools☆

(yes i changed tools to fools. who's gonna stop me? not you.)

i'm here, at your service to assist in stalking this user. what would you like to know?

Basic Info:

I'm Ani, your friendly neighborhood slytherin residing in cabin 3.

I don't mind any pronouns, but i prefer she/her.

i'm a turbulent infp, a bisexual disaster, a september virgo, and a regulus kin.

everyone is welcome to this blog, and please do not hesitate to interact! 🤍

(exceptions being queerphobes, sexists, racists etc. you know the drill)

Things I Love (Misc.):

absolutely obsessed with dead gay wizards from 70s, a bit of harry potter (separating the art from the artist) and pjo. i love flowers, coffee, the sound of rain and the smell of soil after (not a big fan of rain itself), photography, sketching, reading, music, art, night sky, stargazing, delivering speeches (ik that's random af), making friends, poetry, having long conversations (debating ideas), writing, singing, sunsets, dark chocolate and scrolling tumblr and spending an unhealthy amount of time on ao3

that's all i can think of for now 🤠

Books:

hp, pjo, the hobbit, the picture of dorian gray, pride and prejudice, agggtm, the diary of a young girl, several geronimo and thea stilton books, shatter me, thunderbolt (by wilbur smith), some roald dahl works and more i can't remember

also, a lot of amazing fanfics <3

Music:

i'm not very picky but i do have some favs; conan gray, kpop (mostly bts and itzy), lana del rey, girl in red, taylor swift, david bowie, queen, abba, hozier, louis tomlinson, pixies, harry styles, mother mother, lorde

(is the impact of marauders on my music taste obvious?)

Lovely Mutuals:

@silence-between-seconds @daydream-of-a-wallflower @wolvesandshine @re-is-back-in-black @chaserofstars11 @good-oldfashioned-lover @lady-stardust-incarnate @kurt-cobain-is-jesus-in-disguise @sleepinginmygrave @ecstarry @good-oldfashioned-lover-girl

(and the others i've never interacted with, directly or indirectly. i love you all 🤍)

i'm not very much into movies and shows, but recs are always welcomed 🤍✨

congratulations, you've successfully wasted your time ✨

now that you know about this user more than her family, this is me, ani, officially signing off.

*bows, salutes, runs away*

#i thought it was unprofessional of me not to have an intro post #anyway here we are #ani tries ig

[eyesontheskyline]

no such thing as over this (ch 6/16).

Read here on ao3.

Rating: M (probably actually T, but I'm covering my bases in case my outline gets away from me)

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply (but non-graphic mentions of canon violence)

Relationships: Emily Prentiss/Aaron Hotchner

Summary: A S7 fix-it in which Emily's trauma is acknowledged and Hotch doesn't want to take her for granted again. (A friends-to-lovers slow-ish burn that also deals with Emily's relationships with the rest of the team, but is decidedly Hotchniss in nature.)

Chapter Excerpt: “Maybe we could just take it in turns – one of us stands in the doorway for a couple of hours while the other takes a nap in this little sliver of hallway light.”

He shoots her an amused look and keeps digging. “I never take it out – I’m sure it’s. . . Got it.” He holds it up and clicks it on triumphantly, creating a little beam of light and pointing it experimentally around the room.

“Well, aren’t you prepared for anything,” she says, impressed. “What else have you got in your bag of tricks?”

“Granola bars,” he replies, producing a pack and holding them up in his other hand. “You want one?”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

#hotchniss #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #these nerds #aggressively writes fanfiction #no such thing as over this #idk i wrote this fast #and considered exercising self control #then remembered i'm incapable #anyway here we are #still scared

[zarvasace]

I am so excited to see this drawing finished, the colors are wonderful already and I spent 4 hours doing the line work :')

#my art #ohhh i need a vampire au tag #fs vampire lords au #someone used that on one of the other posts #is it distinct enough? #will it get confused with that cooler vampire au floating around? #hopefully not #anyway here we are #sundays are good days for drawing

[theshippirate22]

remember this? I’m having thoughts about it again.

Steve is standing at the counter chopping onions when it happens.

It’s been raining on and off all day, but at that moment it’s firmly decided to be on and it’s a loud, howling wind that pelts the water against the kitchen window.

It’s a strange sound, really, compared to the warmth of the oven and the soft, yellow glow of the light above the table and the candles on the counter. It doesn’t match what’s happening inside the house.

Steve throws a dishtowel over his shoulder and scrapes the diced onions off the cutting board with the edge of the knife into the pot on the stove. They sizzle exaggeratedly as they hit the bottom,

Andrea is sitting at the counter, perched on a barstool with her legs crossed. As soon as she’d gotten home from school, she had changed into a huge sweater that had probably belonged to Steve at some point, that hung down to her knees and now she was leaned forward over the counter with a double-handed grip on her book.

“Juh… Jump… up… bah… bahb… bahby… baby! Jump up, baby.” She murmurs, brow furrowed in concentration the way Nancy does when she’s thinking hard. “Juh… jump up. Up, up, up. Juh-Jump up.”

Steve turns for a minute to finish browning the ground beef in the pot, which is why he doesn’t see her set the book down and look up.

There’s a lapse of quiet. Steve can hear the radio in the family room, which he couldn’t over the sound of her reading and the crackling pot.

“Are you stuck on a word? Wanna spell it for me?” He turns back to the island to open the litany of cans waiting for him- diced tomatoes, white corn, kidney beans.

“Y…” She starts, staring intently at the book.

The cans are emptied into the pot with everything else. He’s still waiting for the next letter to form a coherent word, so he’s not prepared for her response.

“Why don’t I have a dad?”

Steve drops his spatula.

It splatters on the floor and he stoops down to wipe it up with a paper towel, depositing the offending utensil in the sink and pulling a clean one from the drawer.

Andrea is watching him carefully, he can feel it burning into him, but he’s still thinking of something to say. He never expected he’d be the one to have this conversation; that was up to her mother. Nancy would be so much better with words than he ever could be.

Finally, he settles on, “Lots of kids don’t have dads.”

“Not any of the kids I know.”

“Dustin doesn’t have a dad,” Steve says instantly, before realizing that Dustin is not a kid to her, but a full grown man. He tries to think of someone else, closer to her age but comes up empty-handed. “Uh… Jonathan and Will didn’t have a dad for a while. Neither did Max or Eddie.” Not helping. Still adults.

She nods nonetheless. Her eyebrows tighten again as she thinks.

His movements are measured, tentative. He has a lot of questions, so many.

“Can I get one?”

“A dad?”

“Yeah.”

He lets out a nervous breath. “Why do you ask, kiddo?”

She chews on her fingernail and doesn’t say anything. Eventually, she closes the book, places it face down, re-opens the back cover, and takes out a little pink quarter-sheet flyer tucked inside. She slides it across the counter.

Steve picks it up. She still won’t meet his eye.

Stewart Elementary First Grade Daddy/Daughter Tea Party! reads the top in thick black letters.

“Oh,” Steve says.

He looks over the other little details listed on the flyer next to a line-art teapot in the bottom corner.

“Hmm.”

He puts the lid over the soup and moves to the other side of the island. Pulls out the stool next to her and climbs onto it.

“Was somebody at school giving you a hard time?”

She shrugs. “No, not really. But I need to get a dad so I can go. I don’t think Miss Gracie knows I don’t have one, or she wouldn’t have invited me.”

“No!” Steve cries. His chest throbs painfully. “No, no, I’m sure you can go, even without a dad. Like I said, lots of kids don’t have ‘em.”

”None of my friends don’t.” She looks away, twisting a loose thread from the sleeve of her sweater around her finger.

“Andy, listen,” He murmurs gently. “Families… are kind of complicated. Sometimes, we start to think they only look one certain way and then we feel like ours isn’t good enough. That’s how I felt when I was your age, and that’s how I felt when I was much, much older than you.”

“How old?”

“Seventeen or eighteen.”

She grimaces.

He laughs. “Yeah, I know. But here’s the best part, kiddo. No one told me for a long time, but actually, families look all sorts of ways. And it’s okay. Even when they’re different. Especially when they’re different. And our family is different. But that’s not a bad thing.”

”But I still can’t go to the tea party.”

“Hold your horses! I’m getting there! Sheesh.” He reaches out to tickle her and she squirms away, but he does manage to make her giggle.

“Sometimes, dads aren’t really dads at all. They just feel like dads to us. Like how Hopper became Will, and El, and Jonathan’s dad. Or Uncle Wayne became Eddie’s dad. A dad is just someone who…” He sighs. “Someone who picks you up from school or takes care of you when you’re sick or cuddles you after a bad dream. Stuff like that. They love you unconditionally-“

“What’s that?”

“Like, no matter what. And as long as they do that, and take care of you when you need it, anybody can be your dad. Whether it’s Eddie, or Dustin, or-“

“Or you?”

Steve’s breath catches in his throat. He feels like he’s on fire, combusting with sheer admiration, and he forgets what he’s saying instantly.

“You do all of those things,” Andrea continues. “And the fun stuff too, like when I couldn’t see at the fair and you put me on your shoulders, or when you let me eat ice cream really late when mom’s not home. That counts, right?”

He chokes, “Do you want it to?”

She thinks about it for barely a second. “I think so.”

“Then yeah, that counts. For sure.”

“Hmm.” She looks at him, tipping her head to the side and furrowing her brow like she’s never seen him before. “Do you want to be my dad?”

Oh God, he’s going to cry isn’t he. He can’t cry. That would be horrible. How will he explain that to her, or to Nancy, who should be home in the next few minutes…

“I can’t think of anything I want more, lovebug,” he whispers solemnly instead.

She grins, lighting up like the sun and jumping up to throw herself into his chest, arms around his neck. He coughs with the impact but pulls her close and kisses her cheek, where she’s got a single freckle, just like he does.

“I love you, Andy.”

“I love you too.”

Oh God, yep, he’s crying. Whatever. He can’t help it.

In the next ten minutes, she’ll run upstairs to pick an outfit for the tea party, and he’ll finish the soup and set the table, and Nancy will come in from the storm and find him washing dishes and bawling his eyes out, and shortly after Eddie and Robin will get home too and they’ll all laugh at him and he’ll laugh too, because, it really is funny, and their awkward little family of five will eat dinner together and it will be loud and warm and perfect.

But for now, Steve thinks he’ll just hold onto Andrea.

******************************************************

Okay I know part one was like. fivever ago but i’m having brainrot about it again so here is a very very low stakes tag list based on who asked from that post but i know it’s been a million years and this is kinda different so don’t even stress: @estrellami-1 @alohastitch0626 @analyticalfrog3

#stranger things #eddie munson #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #au where nancy has a kid #i’ve decided to call it #The Andrea Affair #(it’s always love) #based on waffle house by the jo bros #andrea wheeler #anyway here we are

[shewas-agaystripper]

Happy New Year to everyone, I wish you all a happy and healthy and righteous 2024!

#Haven't made an original post in so long it's embarrassing #Anyway here we are

[idlesuperstar]

Иван Грозный (Ivan the Terrible) : Part 1 [d: Sergei Eisenstein,1944] 

#ivan the terrible #sergei eisenstein #nikolai cherkasov #mikhail nazvanov #okay so at the start of the year I decided to go through the 1001 films list and watch some that I hadn't seen #plan being watch one a week #that has not happened very regularly #possibly because lots of them are Very Serious films and I am Always Tired #because I've seen a fuckload of the entertaining ones #ANYWAY here we are #so pretty much every frame of this film looks AMAZING #but it's not really a thrilling plot more of a series of tableaux #kind of like Korda's Henry VIII or Rembrandt #and the acting is quite stylised but in a good way #kind of like silent film acting #big shapes #I mean pretty bold of eisenstein to make a film about ivan for stalin #not much self awareness there eh joe #also I am 1000% sure that orson saw this before he made macbeth #because that's another film that looks amazing and feudal like this one #my wee gifs #1001 films

[psalmsofpsychosis]

So anyway, it's sweet sweet sacrilege hours 💕

#OOH BOY #OOOOHH BOY OH BOY #WHO'S READY FOR SOME FUCKED UP RELIGIOUS ALLEGORIES OF INSANITY #PSALMS OF PSYCHOSIS IS YOU W— *gets shot by 3 different snipers; one of which is blind* #anyway here we are #i promised myself that i will finish and put up fics this year and i did it #:'') *pops a bag of fire cheetos for myself* cheers to me in this chilli's tonight #Farimah writes #wayleska #wayleska fic #batjokes #batjokes fic #Gotham #Gotham TV #Jeremiah Valeska x Bruce Wayne #Jeremiah Valeska #Bruce Wayne

[hopefromadoomedtimeline]

It turns out I caved and after spending far too long on it this is what I got. It was honestly a bit of a struggle but ultimately it was fun to do.

#dash games #i THINK some of these overlap but surely it's fine #because my brain is over heating #i can barely edit these things why did i ever think it was a good idea to do one of these #anyway here we are #absolutely no physical traits bc it doesn't matter to him if you are the most attractive person alive you gotta have a decent personality

[aaandbackstabbed]

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/29091966"><strong>The Christmas Play</strong></a> (16956 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/raeinspace"><strong>raeinspace</strong></a><br />Chapters: 9/9<br />Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/DuckTales%20(Cartoon%202017)">DuckTales (Cartoon 2017)</a><br />Rating: Teen And Up Audiences<br />Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply<br />Relationships: Scrooge McDuck & "Glittering" Goldie O'Gilt, Lena (Disney: DuckTales) & Webby Vanderquack<br />Characters: "Glittering" Goldie O'Gilt, Scrooge McDuck, Webby Vanderquack, Lena (Disney: DuckTales), Violet Sabrewing (Disney), Bentina Beakley, Huey Duck, Dewey Duck, Donald Duck, Louie Duck<br />Additional Tags: Christmas, Flirting, Friendship, Family<br />Summary: <p>Goldie shows up at the mansion, injured, as the kids are putting on a play for the grown-ups at Christmas.</p>

So I actually wrote the starting piece of an au that has been living in mind for the past 3/4 months. So here it is if any one would like to check it out :)

#can’t believe I’ve actually done it #first time posting any fan fiction #and it’s for ducks #lol #what has my life come to #idek #but I’m grateful for it #anyway here we are #scroldie fanfic #they have kids #daughters.

[thetriangletattoo]

look at what I made look at my baby

#i bought some brown paper a couple of weeks ago bc i finally found it in store #and my sketchbook obsession kept telling me to turn it into one #so i did #and after trial and errors only a green shirt wall killed to cover the disaster i made using all the wrong materials #now i have a sketchbook I'm kinda terrified of using but i really needed one after finishing the last one #anyway here we are #flo's sketchbook

[heavenknowsffs]

Cut my hair like this kinda but with this color and well i hate it bc my hairdresser put it straight but let's hope when i wash it and style it normally it looks more like this

#okay i don't hate it i am overreactinf #but i am a libra experiencing a straight hair #and also have burnout and am in an uncomfortable place rn #anyway here we are #had two anxiety attacks already :) #this is great #not bc of the hair tho

[tawaifeddiediaz]

tagged by @eddiediaaz​ @oliverstaark​ @captain-hen​ @cinematicnomad​ and @buttercupbuck​ to do the before and after coloring challenge (ily all <3)! i don’t save my psds so i just tossed together the latest gifs i made xD 

tagging @midnightseddie @nymika-arts @swiftiebuck and anyone else that wants to do this <3

[Image ID: six gifs of various sizes, masked to show before and after coloring:

GIF 1: Buck from 9-1-1 4.14, sitting at Eddie's kitchen table. A rectangle partially over his face masks the coloring to show the original.

GIF 2: Hen from 9-1-1 3.17, sitting on her bed talking to Karen about the chain of invitations. The gif is split diagonally from top right to bottom left.

GIF 3: Buck from 9-1-1 6.09, reaching for his phone to add Eddie to the group call. The gif is split diagonally from top right to bottom left.

GIF 4: Eddie from 9-1-1 5.10, looking up at Christopher after his outburst, looking quietly devastated. The gif is split diagonally from top left to bottom right.

GIF 5: Hen from 9-1-1 6.09, sitting at the firehouse counter while talking to Eddie about Denny wanting to know about his birth mother. The gif is split diagonally from top right to bottom left.

GIF 6: Zero from Hit The Floor 2.10, telling Jude that they can keep having fun, or not after Jude asks him what they're doing. The gif is split diagonally from top right to bottom left.

/end ID]

#zee edits #zee's giffing process #tag games #every one of these is Insane #that gif of zero had me screeching because it's not only yellow #and the lighting in the 911 houses SUCKS #anyway here we are #im v proud of myself rn afjksdljfl

[mad-madam-m]

Tagged by @halffizzbin

Phone wallpaper + last song listened to + last image saved

Tagging @paintedrecs @kalira @cobrilee @literaryoblivion @fauvistfly @alocalband @andavs and anybody else who wants to do it!

#meme me up Scotty #slowly going through some of my mentions and doing what I've been tagged in #I'm sorry I'm slow #yes of course my phone wallpaper is Tiger & Bunny this should surprise absolutely nobody #what should surprise you is the song #I don't actually like that song #but I got it as a prompt from the GYWO March Challenge #because I picked an option to give me a '90s song #and I had managed to completely forget about its existence until I hit 'play' on the video #ANYWAY HERE WE ARE #no idea what I'll write for it but I'll try