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rhinestonecowdoy · 1 year
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Ship dynamic unlocked: Sadistic bitch from a weird family x Golden retriever who can kick ass
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waveoftheocean · 10 months
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vash for wip wednesday!! (idk what i'm doing but this is part of a vw reincarnation au thing that i've had on my mind for the last few months kajcjdka)
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tequiilasunriise · 1 year
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In terms of Wenclair nicknames, I believe in ‘Enid using Willa’ supremacy and φεγγάρι μου (‘my moon’ in Greek) is especially beloved to me, but I also love little shit Enid who calls Wednesday any day of the week EXCEPT Wednesday (“Hey, Monday!” “What do you think about this Sabbath?” “Oh thank god you’re here Friday”) and it annoys her favorite murder goth to NO END but slowly said murder goth becomes endeared by her roomate’s antics as feelings start to tumble and bloom away. Besides ‘my moon’, I can also see her calling Wednesday ‘silly raven’ in Greek.
Meanwhile, Wednesday has this wholeass evolution from shit like “mutt” to way softer nicknames because Gomezifcation™️ is a powerful thing. She starts to pine and internally call Enid her Alectrona (a greek goddness of the Sun, known for sunrise or ‘waking from slumber’, a perfect combo of how Enid brings light to Wednesday as well as her inner wolf finally waking up), but slowly she starts using it out loud along with “mi sol” (‘my sun’, Spanish), “mon petit chiot” (‘my little pup’, French), and “la mia vita” (‘my life’, Italian). Enid melts everytime without fail and stutters in Greek and honestly? Who could blame her when Wednesday has that passionately lovestruck shine in her eyes as adoration drips from devout lips.
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tennessoui · 3 months
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new wip wednesday
i wanted to get the first chapter of this done as an early bday present to me because ive been talking about this fic for foreverrrrr but its not gonna happen because im bad at measuring time and effort 😮‍💨 but look! hunger games au fic!
Anakin pushes his face into his neck, letting his lips press against his pulse for a moment. 
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan murmurs, recognition and warning rolled into one tone. 
But Anakin wouldn’t be who he is if he allowed the man in his arms to so easily twist away. He wouldn’t even be here now, pressed up against him with the scent of saltwater and lilacs and leather filling his nose, if he let one warning word distract him from his goal.
So instead he pushes further, wraps his hands around Obi-Wan’s hips and takes the skin beneath his lips between his teeth. The soft fabric of their pants brush together, so loud in the stillness of the kitchen that it’s deafening—that it’s almost loud enough to drown out the catch in Obi-Wan’s breathing.
But Anakin has trained himself over the past five years to listen for all the small ways that Obi-Wan Kenobi capitulates, so he hears his sigh, feels the slump of his shoulders against his own as his head sways forward and then back.
Anakin takes his time worrying a bitemark into his neck, just at the edge of his beard. On the holos that will film Obi-Wan’s face today, it’ll look like a shadow. 
But Anakin will know. Obi-Wan will know. 
“Anakin,” his lover murmurs, and Anakin’s hand moves from his waist up to stroke down his arm, corded with tense muscle. Fisherman’s muscle. Victor’s muscle too.
Not today, he means. It’s obvious in every line of his body. It’s obvious in the fact that he left the bed so early in the morning when neither of them must work. It’s obvious in the distance in his eyes, the frown across his lips.
Today is not a day where Obi-Wan will accept pleasure from anyone’s lips or hands, undeserving as he feels to be on the receiving end of such a kindness.
Anakin’s left hand falls to cover Obi-Wan’s, tangling their fingers together. His are rougher than Obi-Wan’s, working man’s hands now that he is twenty-one and a man of the sea like most are on Stewjon. The rough drag of his calluses over the hairy knuckles of Obi-Wan’s hand makes Anakin swallow a smile. Victors of the Hunger Games are forbidden from working laborious jobs. They’re meant to languish away in their Coruscanti-funded manors, with idle minds and idle hands, picking at paints or design stencils or any number of different government approved hobbies
Obi-Wan Kenobi is not made to be idle. He has no patience for painting or sewing, for cooking or jewelry design. Luckily for him, Stewjon is the fourth planet from Coruscant, on the edge of the inner rim, and it’s rather small, rather ordinary. In the colder months, during the few months of the star year where the galaxy is not forced to care about the Hunger Games and its Victors, he can slip away to the ocean. Fish and sail like he was born to do, Stewjoni through and through.
But Anakin is out on those choppy seas year-round now that he’s four years finished with his compulsory education. His hands are rougher than Obi-Wan’s and they always will be.
Anakin likes it. Likes the way Obi-Wan’s softness contrasts against his own rougher places. Likes that he can sneak away from Obi-Wan’s manor in the blue of the pre-dawn light, first to the sea and then to the market, and Obi-Wan will be there when he gets back. Likes that when he leaves, his lover is curled up asleep in their bed. And when he returns with the fattest fish from his haul, Anakin can cook it for him too. 
He likes that he is the only thing Obi-Wan needs. He provides. He cooks for him. He feeds him. He touches him with his rough hands, to dirty him and then to clean him up. Everything that Obi-Wan needs, Anakin is the person to give it to him.
He supposes he has Coruscant to thank for that.
He’s not stupid enough to say that—ever, but especially today. Especially on the day of the Reaping. 
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astrobei · 1 year
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mid-apocalypse movie night
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gardenoblues · 6 months
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*Wednesday and Tyler having a peaceful breakfast*
Wednesday: *hears a loud instrumental noise* What is that? I think it's coming from across the street.
Tyler: It sounds like- wait, oh my God. I know what Pugsley's gift will be for our wedding.
Wednesday: What?
Tyler: Yesterday, I was hanging out with him and he asked me, "You're half French right?"
Wednesday: So you're saying whatever that abomination playing whatever that is, is my brother?
Tyler and Wednesday: *runs towards the window*
Tyler: See?!
Wednesday: Why is your family French?!
Tyler: *points to Pugsley playing the French horn* WHY IS YOUR FAMILY PUGSLEY?!
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feeling-kinda-sad-ngl · 4 months
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yk if i die in my sleep then i dont have to deal with any of this bs
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psychedelic-ink · 6 months
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Omg ok I must ask about The Book Shelter with Javi! 👀
Sorry that I'm getting to this so late!! and I love you so much for asking about the book shelter because that's the next series I'm probably going to be focusing on
I'll put the general idea of the fic down below since it's a tad bit long but I must say, I am really excited for this one. I'm planing on making it a slowburn
You opened up a small business where people leave their books with you before they move and come to pick them back up later on. You also have a bookshop section to keep the shelter afloat.
Javier’s dad accidentally gave his mother’s favorite book away, annotated by both him and her. When he comes back from Colombia, he wants to find the book, and after talking to multiple people, he finds out that it’s most likely fallen into the book shelter. He enters only to find you nearly falling down with heavy boxes and helps you steady yourself. Javi, too stunned to actually say why he’s here, leaves and starts visiting frequently. He starts helping out, learning more about you, and at the same time is searching for his mother’s book in secret. He makes a promise to himself, saying that if he finds the book by the end of the month, he’ll stay with you because he notices he’s starting to develop a crush. If he doesn’t find it, he’ll leave and start to actually heal his scars left from the DEA and try to get his life in check.
What he doesn’t know is that you have his book secured on top of your bedside table, meaning no matter how much he looks for it, he’s never going to find it in the shop.
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vogelmeister · 2 months
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actually having a massive dilemma bc of eurovision this year and its both ethical and personal. basically last year i went "ava you need a hobby" and i was like "goud is my hobby" and then i was like "something else ava" and so as my new years resolution was to get back involved in my drama society at uni. i miss performing so much. they had auditions for their first spot but i literally couldnt audition as there was no role for me and also i was in my hometown that weekend of auditions and had a concert the other night.
anyways they announced auditions for the open spot (which realistically funnily enough is where i'd pitch goud if i were to pitch goud but sometimes i feel i'll never be confident enough in myself to do that bc it is a very personal work to me at its core. also i'd need a co-director and i almost dont trust someone else with directing these characters) and i flipped through the thingy and what do you know? i can make auditions and there is a role for me. unfortunately i looked at the show dates and it happens to be a certain week in may.
with talk on the town of boycotting eurovision because of israel (which i do not support israel being there i always found it odd bc they arent europe and thats big words coming from an australian) and the ebu flipping around until the song deadline on whether or not to ban them, i have found myself less enthusiastic about this year compared to others. i was talking to someone about how israel (or the not finnish blue and white flagged place) basically is the elephant in the room hindering this, but even so, i only have a handful of entries i really put on repeat (netherlands, croatia, finland) from this year. so the whole situation is affecting my excitement for the event, and you'd think this would make it easier but its not. bc it still is my favourite event of the year and while i can participate in everything to do with the season, to do this and then not watch the finale is a waste to me. so now im at a dilemma with what to even do bc i'd love to be on stage again but it comes at a cost, and i'd love to watch eurovision but it also comes at the cost of a certain not finnish blue and white place being there.
so like, i made a list but this is somehow worse. bc like, i feel like i dont win either way.
watching it
i won't feel depressed bc eurovision is important to me and boycotting it will probs mean sacrificing a huge part of my mental health
i already have watching plans with someone
people in my life know me as the eurovision girl and will ask me about it / i hate being vocal like this (i think its bc people wont take me seriously and i struggle to articulate thoughts regardless especially in situations like that)
joost klein / i already know half the songs anyways
i will feel shit because of israel being there (i have already boycotted KAN and the entrant and their song regardless of what happens)
boycott
i'll probably still feel depressed bc its my favourite event of the year
if i dont watch it i can audition for the play and performing makes me happy just as much as eurovision/ i havent performed since pre amsterdam
can always watch later, however not the same and may get spoiled
anyways
thanks.
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baeshijima · 5 months
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since maintenance has (i think...?) started . . .
MAY ALL HUO HUO WANTERS BE HUO HUO HAVERS !!!
MAY ALL ARGENTI WANTERS BE ARGENTI HAVERS !!!
MAY ALL SILVER WOLF WANTERS BE SILVER WOLF HAVERS !!!
MAY ALL HANYA WANTERS BE HANYA HAVERS !!!
HAPPY 1.5 EVERYONE 🫶
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bakatenshii · 1 year
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ok not to get more deeplore and i know i just said i wasnt gonna take this seriously oopsies (I’M NOT I PROMISE) but
#baka bants#im a liar im a pussyi only feel safe in the tags still#so here i am in the tags#anyways Ive brainvommed this all to rae already but to be like. bcos this is basically my glorified (extrahorny) diary#i think i was just suffering from fomo and wanting to make sure i was posting when everyone else was because it was so active#and it was the height of all activity and like i didnt wanna miss out on the new wave of the new fandom or WHATEVER#or wanting to constantly be involved in everything/have a head start#and then i was dreading the inevitable deathof tumblr again once quarantine lifted and everyone went on with their lives#(which it did happen obvi) but i guess coming back and seeing that#people are still here? like the fandom still exists albeit the majorit tof people moving on or out of tumblr#and it feels?? like just(???? home??? in a calm chill way like#my friends are still here and even tho its not like a million things happening every day#its calm and chilled and i gues all im teying to say is#i was scared of being left still here when everyone moved on so i moved on first but people r still here so#it makes me feel?? secure#i ??? DOES ANY OF THAT MAKE SENDE#IM JUST EXTRA VULNERABLE ON A WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON I GUESS#BASICALLY WHAT IM SAYING IS SOMETIMES I THINK ABT HOW SAUSAGE PARTY HAS A VERY REAL AND ACTUALLY ACTIVE FANDOM#AND IM NO LONGER WORRIED ABT MY ANIME FANDOM DYING OUT#(but in all actuality like;; the hp fandom and evedy superwholock fandom is still VERY much alive and well)#(so im just being a pussy tbh and emotional for no reason)#(ifbuou have resd this im so sorry for this moaning and being emosh for no reason HAHAHA I LOVE U THANK U FOR PUTTING UP WITH THIS)#EX OH EX OH#!!!! <3333
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Soooo enid is from California... and we dont know shit about werewolves in this universe... but in teen wolf all main werewolves are from California too... anywaaaaay who's gonna be writting shes either Peter or Derek's, or better yet, deucalion's kid in a fanfiction? cause we know damn well Tim burton doesn't explain shit in his jobs and I have no faith those people will give her a background lmao
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krispiecake · 11 months
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i hope that everyone is aware that i am trying SO HARD to be normal but the universe is TESTING ME.
#i am trying ao hard not to fall back into old habits rn but jesus CHRIST brooooooooo#i havent been able to get barely any time with the staff i need for the past two days and now#theyre like 40mins late with my meds bc of another tenant#and its not even like theyre WITH the other tenant rn btw there are two members of staff sat in the office just talking#and its like bro. BROOOOOOOO#like they know this shit is SO triggering and i know they cant help some stuff but i still feel like i should be able to get my meds on time#if they arent actively with another tenant#its such a small thing but it helps my brain remember that actually they do still care abt me lol#all ive wanted to do since like wednesday was just watch a movie with my fp now that we’re cool again#and i was waiting in the lounge for like an hour and no one even came in#and its not like we planned anything so im not mad or whatever im just frustrated that#i had a rlly shit night last night and a pretty shit day today#and there just isnt anyone around to talk to bc theyre all dealing with someone else#or not even just sat around talking or whatever#idk this shit makes me wanna punch things burn everything to the ground and then kill myself if im being totally honest rn#and like last night and this isnt my therapists fault or anything but ahe wasnt able to pick up#and i managed to get thru it but it just added to the feeling like no one gave a shit#and its past nine again so she probs wouldnt be able to pick up now even tho i kinda need help again#idk this shit just. its so fucking triggering and i feel insane and so tightly wound#and ive been putting so much effort into my stupid therapy and i just wanna let go and have a full on meltdown again#i wanna take a bunch of pills and scream and cry and throw things and argue and just LET GO#cuz i feel like thats my ‘true nature’ and everything else is just me faking#or masking#AND IM SO FUCKING SICK OF IT ITS SO MUCH EFFORT AND I FEEL LIKE IM GETTING NOTHING BACK
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tequiilasunriise · 1 year
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The S.S. Wenclair is a very powerful and VERY silly pirate ship because:
First Mate Hunter hoisting the sails and posting on an instagram story not TOO many people will see because the show hasn’t released yet and therefore it’s pre-cast popularity boom: fighting for #wenclair iykyk
Co-Captain Emma steering the ship through a storm during a red carpet interview being pretty damn blunt without directly speaking Wenclair Rights: jenna and I always say, “and they were ✨roomates✨”
Pirate Queen Captain Jenna with a hairflip and knowing smile firing off cannonball after cannonball absolutely NO SUBTLETY NONE with an interview that doesnt even REMOTELY ask about romance: MAYBE ENID IS THE STALKER
MAYBE 💥📣 ENID 💥📣 IS 💥📣 IN 💥📣 LOVE 💥📣 WITH 💥📣 WEDNESDAY 💥💥💥📣
(Say it even louder fer the people in the back Jenna!! You and Emma know what your characters are!!)
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widevibratobitch · 13 days
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frustrated as all fuck but cant do shit about it because mom is grieving and i dont wanna add to it by being a bitch
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lazorbeanz · 2 months
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I am supposed to be doing my studies but I keep coming on here and see an angsty one shot and I just have to read it-
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