#fic: a montage of love

[introspectivememories]

has anyone else been through this?

#i am so sorry #but i am a 12 stan first and a person second #bc like i enjoy the rise!kids #i think it's awesome that we a get a version of the kids that are so open with each other #and i love the worldbuilding in rise #but we're joking when we say that the rise!kids can beat 12 right? #right??? #bc like those kids didn't even have training???? they just kinda picked up moves from the lou jitsu movies if i'm remembering correctly #i don't care if they have magic weapons #meanwhile the 12 have been training their whole lives and actively hone their skills #i need a fic where the 12 meet the rise!kids and the r!kids are immediately like #'new sensei? new sensei? /4/ new senseis????' #can we get like a training montage for the r!kids? #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #tmnt

[sycopomp]

ooie? ooie.

y'all have been nice and patient so i'ma give you a li'l sneekie peekie at ooie ch2

Perking up, you said to Sun, “I’ll be right back!” and turned to make your way to the storage–

Your key!!

“Oh!” Stopping abruptly, shoe scuffing on the play mats, you spun around– and found Sun staring at you. He looked just as surprised at your sudden turn, going strangely still. “Sorry! Ben e-mailed me this morning and said that you… would have my key?” You had almost said you were supposed to supply my key, but you didn’t want to sound accusatory. 

Sun blinked slowly, still watching you. It took until that moment for you to realize that he had been watching you when he thought you weren’t looking, and you blinked in return. You definitely shouldn’t say anything about that, right?

… Probably.

… 

You were right on the verge of not taking your own advice when Sun blessedly saved you from yourself. “Indeed!” Raising a finger, he tapped it to his cheek. “It’s been sooo long since anyone needed that spare old thing. I’m sure it was left in one of the desk drawers.” He beamed down at you, eyes crinkling up sharply. “I’m fully confident in your ability to find it!” Twiddling his fingers in farewell, he spun and crouched next to the ball pit, turning his attention to a child calling his name. 

“Sounds good! Thank you!” You gave a little wave in return, then smiled at the child, before heading over to the desk. 

This time, you didn’t catch the look Sun sent your way. 

Finding the key amidst the lawless disarray of the daycare’s security desk was going to prove a greater hurdle than anticipated. Part of you considered simply asking Sun to open the storage shed. 

Then, deciding that you were going to need to tidy this desk up for yourself at some point anyway, you rolled up your sleeves and got to work. Each drawer came out of the desk, up-ended, and set aside for a later wipe-down (once you could fetch the disinfectant wipes from the storage). The overall clutter that ended up strewn across the desk was sorted in an order that was ingrained in your subconscious; trash in trash, like with like, and significant stuff separated. … You liked alliteration. 

More of the mess was actually garbage than you really wanted to think about sitting in the drawers for who-knows-how-long. Within just ten minutes you were left with a much more manageable menagerie (okay stop that) of knickknacks, office supplies, lost and found-bound toys, and… a little pile of things you could not quite identify. One looked like a remote for a fan or something, another resembled your employee card (maybe the last assistant forgot theirs), and–

Wait was that the key? You picked it up, turning it over in surprise. It looked more like a snub-nosed little trinket, but now that you thought about it, the shed hadn’t worn a padlock, so maybe this was right. 

Pushing away from the desk and giving a little stretch, you headed over to the shed. The little lock resembled the power symbol on computers, and the key slotted in perfectly. “Score,” you whispered to yourself, feeling a surge of triumph. You did something all on your own! It was a comfort, reminding you that you would find your footing here with time. 

#our orbit is elliptical #ooie #oOoOoOoOoOoOoOooie #this cleaning montage brought to you by: my cleaning habits #is ooie just a self-insert at this point #i WISH i could be that optimistic though LMAOOO #it was nice to write some ooie again ouf #i started reading a fic last night and was like wow this is self-indulgent /pos #and then i went #WAIT OOIE WAS SELF-INDULGENT TOO #and all the pressure lifted and i remembered how much i loved this fic #anyway my mood is a fickle beast so we'll see how long this takes

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

The Beast of Okeme

contemporary fantasy retelling of beauty & the beast set in Nigeria

follows a young man who met a strange horned boy when they were 11, who he immediately became close friends with, but was made to forget

after his parents’ sudden deaths, he stumbles upon the boy’s parents again and is offered the chance to help him by becoming bonded to the boy - who is cursed to become a full beast by 21

they quickly become close, and have to find a way to stop the curse

two aromantic MCs, queerplatonic relationship

novella (34k), exclusively on the author’s patreon

#the beast of okeme #aromantic books #aromantic #I really enjoyed this!! It’s sweet and pretty succinct #and a nice portrayal of aromanticism #(it does sorta montage them getting to know each other in the middle there but not in a way that felt unrealistic. I feel like it *could* #have been one of those 150k fics that’s literally just the slowest burn characters getting to know each other kind of stories if it wanted #But I also thought it worked just as well in this short format.) #I love them being raybearer fans lmao. Actually I swear the characters in the author’s other book brought up raybearer too…. #aroaessidhe 2024 reads

[hiddenmoonbeam]

Listening to old fantasy movie soundtracks and imagining a montage of S and R falling in love in this dark-ish fairytale-ish au that’s been rotting in my brain since July...

#lost count of how many times I've thought about this story to “prologue” from beauty and the beast #it's not a b&tb au at all but those vibes hit so right #especially those first seconds #goosebumps #at the moment it's 1.32 to 2.41 of “willow's theme” on repeat #the au doesn’t have anything to do with willow either I just love that part of the theme #the rest of it doesn’t fit the vibes at all #but that middle minute is just ... so nostalgic to me... and oh so romantic...... #the montage kiss happens at 2.25 #if anyone cares #(I'm joking I'm surprised if anyone even reads these tags because no one knows anything about this #it's just me being 😭😭🥺 over my own fic idea dldngkdk #I love it) #unnamed fairytale fic #hmb

[singersalvageshop]

i just watched 15x19 again after so long and my opinion of that episode has changed dramatically. it's kinda crazy how buckleming actually wrote a pretty good spn finale. if there had just been cas in it i would have been very happy with it

thee literal god beating sam & dean down over and over just for them to get back up every time? taking his power away, and taking their own lives back? it's such a satisfying conclusion to the storyline. there's a lot more that i like about this episode now that i'm rewatching it. and it really makes me wonder why this wasn't the finale. it would have been an imperfect ending, but it felt a lot better than 15x20

#i even enjoyed the montage a lot more this time. no there's not enough cas. #but since i knew that this time around it felt like less of a blow #and it felt way more heartwarming than it did the first time. i loved seeing all those characters #god i want to start it over from season 1 again haha #time to go wallow in sadness and read fics #supernatural

[jomiddlemarch]

but simply an irrevocable condition

If either she or Joel had been more than a mediocre cook at best, it might have been a sacrifice to let Ted have full command of their kitchen. As it was, the mouth-watering scents drifting into the living room more than made up for any weirdness related to listening to Ted in the kitchen, which was a mixture of brisk chopping, show-tunes, at least half sung in a pitch-perfect falsetto, and the plosive sound of Ted beat-boxing. Grace couldn’t say it was exactly homey, except that they were at home and so was Ted, sautéing onions, so by default, there they were.

Joel wasn’t bothered. He and Ellie sat together on the couch, his guitar on Ellie’s lap, and he was guiding her where to put her hands and how to strum the strings, offering plenty of encouragement, like that, right, you got it, interspersed with instructions and corrections, Ellie lifting her head and giving him a smile like a summer sunrise when she coordinated a chord and the melody for a bar or two. Joel wasn’t as given to grins as Ellie, but his pride and delight in her were evident if you knew what to look for, which Grace felt confident she did, and it was clear Ellie had actual musical talent, since Grace was already able to recognize the song Joel had chosen, Ellie’s halting pace outweighed by the accuracy of her ear, hearing the lyrics Are you goin’ to Scarborough Fair sung in Joel’s baritone within her mind, despite Ted’s competing So they called me a cock-eyed optimist channeling, with eerie similarity, Mary Martin’s champagne bright Broadway soprano.

Tommy looked up now and then, when Ted hit a note pitched high enough to make a dog whine, but his hands, whittling a rook for the chess set, didn’t falter. She and Beard were playing with what they had now, the kings exquisitely carved, each of them reminding Grace of Joel in a different way, the bishops a little flashier than she would have expected, the knights showing Tommy’s fondness for the Jackson Appaloosas over Arabian thoroughbreds. The pawns were bottle-caps and corks. It was a work-in-progress. Beard was an ideal opponent, his expression purposefully unreadable but hardly much different from his usual, as he had embraced an implacable impenetrability as a weapon to be deployed in protecting Ted, possibly even prior to cordyceps. He didn’t crow when he took a pawn, didn’t gloat when he put her in check. Didn’t sulk when he lost and gave her a real smile, wonderfully, painfully sweet, when she used one of the more esoteric gambits, tearing up when she’d opened with the Sodium Attack, which he revealed had been a favorite of one of his favorite people, his tone making it obvious it was someone he’d lost. Tonight, the rain pelting against the windows, Grace had chosen Giuoco Pianissimo, and Beard had nodded in appreciation, the gesture almost obscured by his exuberant whiskers and the shawl collar of his heavy wool sweater.

Maria, a hand laid on her belly, backlit by the fire’s merry flames, was sleeping. Napping really and she’d claim she was only resting her eyes when they woke her, which would only happen when the meal was ready, everyone in an unspoken agreement to keep within a frequency she would sleep through, no matter how valiant a victory Beard might achieve or how frustrated Ellie might get when she couldn’t get the fourth chord exactly right. Ted, in addition to producing dishes that should have been impossible with the ingredients on hand and equipment available, had a preternatural ability to keep the noise emanating from the kitchen at a volume Maria would sleep through. She was due soon or maybe she’d already passed her due date; they didn’t have a proper midwife and Grace’s memory of OB was sketchy enough combined with Maria’s irregular cycles that she gauged the imminence of delivery by the curve of Maria’s belly and how often she put a hand to the small of her back when she walked.

It seemed like an evening that could run on forever, Joel talking quietly to Ellie, Beard contemplating his next move, his dark eyes scanning the makeshift chess board with serious intent and a resonant sense of enjoyment. Tommy pricking out the scalloped hem of the black queen from a piece of mahogany scavenged God knew where, the rain and the darkness outside, not clamoring to come in, but a reminder of their secure contentment. The firelight gold and honey wherever it touched someone’s face or hands, an antidote to ghosts or some exchange that balanced the accounting between the worlds, now and Before, grief and ease, and then Ted called out, “Soup’s on and that ain’t a figure of speech, though it’s really a burgoo, Mr. Magoo.”

Fortunately, Ted’s authentic burgoo did not run to squirrel and they all had a taste for venison.

#tlou #joel/ofc #grace yang md #tlou x ted lasso au #ted lasso #coach beard #tommy #maria #joel & ellie #as fluffy as I could make it #basically a fluff montage #chess #domestic #family feels #found family #humor #ted loves a musical #tessa-quayle #no age-gap fic #title from james baldwin

[dylanconrique]

i personally think that lucy is definitely gonna be the cryer when she gets pregnant.

#*and this is icarly! #*my headcanons #chenford pregnancy fic #the rookie #tim bradford #lucy chen #chenford #otp: you know me so well #i loved that montage we got of angela annoying a suspect into confessing due to her pregnancy #but i still think her and nyla weren't nearly hormonal enough #like... ik they're strong women but even the strongest of women can't escape the amplified hormones that come with pregnancy #plus i think the idea or tim rushing ahead to inform the others not to bring up a certain topic to avoid her crying again is hysterical #like 'it took me 45 minutes to console her please don't bring it up' #tiktok

[smallblueandloud]

omg guys, it is actually manageable for me to surpass my april wordcount this month! i'm not going to beat may, but it's okay -- i'm just really excited to be on a (mostly) upwards trend even with through a rough month :')

also omg i made progress on the ds9 modern au AND got started on the next section of eponine de bergerac... writing games are very fun it turns out :D thank you finx for organizing wip wednesday!

#sb and l rambles #sb and l is writing #ds9 modern au #éponine de bergerac #i should probably outline this montage for the roxanne fic... we'll see what i end up working on tomorrow #because i'd also love love love to get a foot in the door for some of my other fics #god! i'm actually excited to do stuff tomorrow! #fic: wherever is your heart

[centeris2]

spend the month doing camp nanowrimo trying to get through the dark core day fic and bitch ain’t even dead yet

#don't mind me I'm talking #I should have montaged SO much more mistakes were made oh god #I feel like I'm going to finish this and then go back and second draft will cut out like 50% of this #into montages #honey Rosie Lindie Rosalinda my love my darling I need you to be dead so I can get to the OTHER TWO ACTS OF THIS FIC #I'M STILL ON CHAPTER THREE OF SIX #which will probably because like 12 chapters or something it's. so. much. #become not because*

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

thinking about fosterson

#the way i was smiling like an absolute idiot during the relationship montage #thinking about all the fanfiction i was gonna read later that night #like a fool #why does marvel hate couples where more than one character is ALIVE #why does marvel #oh well! time to drown my sorrows in sappy fosterson fics :) </3 #ok but seriously i don’t care what everyone says on here GO SEE LOVE AND THUNDER #IT WAS SO GOOD!??? I LOVE IT SO MUCH IDK HOW SOME PEOPLE DONT #just please watch it for yourself before forming an opinion!!! i mean yea it’s sad but overall it’s another awesome marvel movie #fosterson #thor: love and thunder #marvel #mcu

[anthea-y3]

My fav fanfic ever😭😭😭😭😭💘💘💘💘💘for this goddamn masterpiece of Bradbury and this goddamn old man that’s been free of rent in my mind for soooo long…THANK YOU SLOSHY33 for all you wrote❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥🥹🥹🥹

#fahrenheit 451 #Captain Beatty #guy montag #fanfic #not my fic #I love this #The depiction is just so beautiful #good to see Beatty struggling with his feelings🥺

[y0tesandtr1cks]

up late writing fanfic sorry guys cant help it. anyone want some quotes from today?

#hrpf #that 1192 fic #or as its called in my drafts #the falling in love montage #desert dogs #1192

[simptasia]

thinking about the LOST fics wherein jack is the pov character and he's paired off with a guy and the writers feel the need to have jack's internal monologue contain annoyance and hatred for kate

have you. fucking. watched the show

#you can't just project your bizarre hatred of kate into jack!! its not in character!! #that man is smitten. he loves her!! jeez #look their relationship isnt a basket of roses but im at a loss for words #because my brain is being flooded with a montage of jack being heart eyes towards kate #he ate oatmeal with her spit spoon does that mean nothing to you #lotta fics back in the day had such sexist themes #where a guy would be written to loathe their canon lady love interest #ya know you can have him be with guys and not have him be blindingly out of character

[a-chuffed-floating-panda]

Chapter 47: Jamyang broke someone’s nose here

“Are you letting me win on purpose?” Gawa squirmed under her, eyes darting up and down from her eyes to her lips. She shook her head after a couple of seconds. “No, I’m not. I’m honest.” Jamyang gave her a look. “Okay, I might’ve gotten a bit distracted by how focused you are, but it’s nothing. You’re winning fair and square.”

--

Training montage, my children are adorable<3, tense interaction between two people and the actual children are protective

#a love in the eye of the hurricane #atla oc fanfic #oc fanfiction #fanfic update #fanfiction update #fic update #back from an unexpected break:) #airbenders & airbending #oc gawa #oc jamyang #oc elder sonam #there’s a training montage #they are adorable my children i absolutely love them #they’re my children my babies i love them #❤️❤️ #pre yangchen era #stories from people at ordinary temples series

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

can you do a Tom Blyth x reader fic wherein they're doing a wired autocomplete interview?

Answering the Web’s Most Searched Questions || Tom Blyth x Actress!Reader

A/n: this was so much fun to make! I apologies for this taking a bit to make hahahaha. Keep the Tom Blyth x reader requests coming 🙏

Warnings: nothing but reader n tom being such a wholesome couple

Wc:

Divider by @pommecita

“Hi I’m Tom Blyth!” You smile at the camera. “And I’m Y/n Y/l/n” Tom waves to the camera as you both hold in your laughter but fail miserably. “And this is the wired autocomplete interview,” Tom clicks his tongue pointing to the camera.

“Who should go first?” You look to Tom as you see a glint of mischief in his eyes, “let’s paper scissor rock it?” He asks as you turn your body slightly to him. The next sped up montage was of the two of you playing paper scissors rock and not surprise that you won earning a groan from Tom as you are passed your board.

“Okay first one, who is y/n y/l/n……. dating?” You read it as you and Tom chuckle. “Who are you dating, Y/n?” Tom jokes as he looks at you quizzically. “It’s actually a secret,” You shrug, “Do I know this person?” Tom continues, “Yes actually, you are very familiar with this person,”

“Hmm, interesting,” Your boyfriend pretended to think about it as you wink to the camera, discreetly pointing to Tom beside you. “Moving on, Does Y/n Y/l/n have…… a pet?” “Yes I do actually, his name is tchai and he’s a spoodle. I bring him to set all the time and he just comes along and chills with us.” You say as an instagram post of yours pops up on the screen.

y/n_y/l/n

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My boys 💗

tagged: @tomblyth

“Next one, can y/n y/l/n….. sing and act?” You laugh at this one as Tom does the same, leaning his head against yours. “Unfortunately I cannot sing and act. That’s not me in the tbosas film, that’s actually my stunt double that looks identical to me and it’s actually Tom that sings all of the songs” You give a thumbs up as Tom and the crew start laughing.

“Does y/n y/l/n have any tattoos? Yes! I actually have a matching tattoo with my boyfriend, it’s on my pinky and it’s half of a heart and he has the other half.” You put your hand up and point to it as Tom quickly puts his beside your pinky, his other half connecting with yours.

“Oh my god, Tom has the exact same one. What a coincidence!” You giggle, “Such a coincidence right?” He shakes his head. “What does….. y/n y/l/n look like? Well if you guys didn’t know, I look like this” You point to yourself as Tom places his palm under your chin with a grin.

“What was y/n y/l/n’s…… first acting role? My first acting role was in Billy the Kid that came out in 2022 and Tom here is actually plays the main character Billy.” You nudge his arm as he gives a thumbs up, “And I play Dulcinea which is Billy’s lover at one point.“ You answer before you start to peel off the last one.

“Does y/n y/l/n have… a child?!” Your jaw drops open as Tom laughs out loud. “Do I have a child? No! I’m still very young but I do plan on having children in the future. I do have a younger sister who is 4 so I think people mistake her for my daughter,” You let out a chuckle.

“Grace does very much look like you I do have to say,” Tom points out as you nod in agreement. “Yeah I have to agree with that aswell, probably why people think she is my daughter. Especially when Tom and I are taking care of her for a day, people always say what a lovely family we look,” You giggle.

~

“Finally my turn,” Tom says in excitement as he’s handed his board. “First one, How….. tall is Tom Blyth? That’s actually a good question uh-“ “For reference, I’m 5’3,” You say as Tom stands up pulling you with him. “There’s quite a height difference,” You laugh as you look up at him.

“I think I’d say around 6ft? Yeah, I’m pretty sure because Hunter is 5’10 and I’m abit taller than her. So yeah, 6ft.” “Next one, What is Tom Blyth’s…. Hidden talent?” Your eyes lock with Tom’s, “It’s not a hidden talent, but I am quite a good whistler.” “Yes! Tom is so good at it,” You nudge him, “Don’t make me do it,” He smiles, biting his lip as you give him a look.

“Do it!” “Okay, fine,” Tom then does the hunger games whistle, three fingers in the air as you watch in amazement. “I was really nervous then,” He chuckles as you laugh to yourself, agreeing.

“Does Tom Blyth…. Have a girlfriend? He says slyly as you look at the camera, “No. I do not have a girlfriend,” Hearing his words, you look at him and find him nodding his head as he says it which makes you smile at his silliness. “What a shame,” You pat his shoulder jokingly as he shakes his head, laughing.

“Lucky last, Is Tom Bltyh… a father? seriously, what is up with these questions?” He says in slight disbelief. “Are you?” You tease him, “Like Y/n, I get mistaken as her little sister’s father but no. I have no children,” “Your children would be so good looking,” You point out before you could really process it in your head.

Tom looks at you in surprise but laughs, “You think?” He maintains eye contact with you as you nod, almost in a trance as you stare into his piercing blue eyes that you could stare in all day. “Hmm, that’s good to know you think that, babe” His pet name for you slips out as your eyes slightly widen.

Tom quickly changes the topic when he realises. “Well that’s it from us today,” He says in a happy tone, “Thank you for watching this video!” “bye!” You both say in sync as you both throw the boards at the camera before it cuts off.

#tom blyth #tom blyth imagine #tom blyth x reader #coriolanus fanfiction #coriolanus snow #the hunger games #hunger games the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow x you

[tinyhrry]

Harry Styles Fic Recs

FLUFF

husband and wife @harrysfolklore

squishy little marshmallow @finelinevogue

a Caribbean birthday @finelinevogue

taught well @signoferoda

favorite love @signoferoda

the morning after @mydearesthrry

cherished @justlemmeadoreyou

a montage of love @finelinevogue

ice cold @watchmegetobsessed

orange peel theory @bunnyteetharry

just like, a little crazy @avatar-anna

golden boy @unabashegirl

i think i love u @harstyle

pretty ^

drunk convos @cupid-styles

there's a version of life that i want, and its just like this @guardarecheluna

sunset loving @cupidsdoll

when not in rome @lilystyles

flirty 30 @gucciwins

lovesick @floralrry

twenty nine @watchmegetobsessed

doctor's orders @tsumtsumrry

moments caught between harry n yn on camera at the brits @avatar-anna

valentine @harrysfolklore

ring hard launch ^

mad man @watchmegetobsessed

notes on love @finelinevogue

tongue tied @finelinefae

always @finelinevogue

drunk in love @harryslittlefreakk

the kisscam @erodasfishtacos

positions @justlemmeadoreyou

ANGST

champagne problems pt2 @avatar-anna

good things take time @watchmegetobsessed

amore mio @floralrry

memories @drewsephrry

cant be with u anymore @lovebittenbyevans

the styles' nanny @harstyle

like gold dust @0oolookitsme

paparazzi @harry-styles-obsessed