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paulmezcal · 3 months

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remember how i said we were back on our scheduled posting schedule? remember how i lied?

chapter 7 of amnesia fic is up, baby! i've heard this one is a doozy.

#writing #georgie writes #hangster #sereshaw

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amorisastrum · 2 years

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for the sentence starters (witw): "don't be a stranger, okay?" :D

I was putting this off for a good hour because I didn't actually know what it meant but I figured it out I think so if it's wrong I'm sorry 🤸

"Do we really have to go?"

"It's his birthday, Ratty, it'd be rude not to go." Mole replied, pushing his glasses up slightly. "We won't stay long, okay? It's just so I can make up for the 2 months too late thing from last year."

Rat had tried to tell Mole that he was too late to send Toad a card for his birthday, but Mole insisted that he wasn't late. If it was anyone's fault, it was Toad's. The only reason he hadn't thrown a party to celebrate the occasion of his existence was because he was in hospital due to his new Motor car craze.

"He didn't really need the card either way."

"I know, but it's a thing I've done since I was a pup."

"I know, I know. You've told me quite a few times Mole" he said, pulling his coat on

"I'm not asking you to like Toad, Ratty. Just don't be a stranger, okay?"

Ratty let out a small sigh "Fine."

"Good. Now, we should go before we're late."

Send me a writing prompt so I can get out of my slump :) /hj

#i hate my writing so much but it doesnt matter #i still dont know what 'dont be a stranger means'#witw #wind in the willows musical #mole #ratty #georgie writes

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occudo · 1 year

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buzzfeed unsolved Ghost hunt UK assistants

#If you write a question for them in the tags they can answer it in post-mortem style #Magnus pod au #archivist!Georgie #tim stoker #sasha james #martin blackwood #buzzfeed unsolved refernce #tma fanart #occudo's art

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gatzbright · 8 months

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dream & george; falling in love

Dream: 'Have either of you talked about liking each other in the past?' George: *Scoffs* Dream: ... Well— George: *Giggles* Dream: Well, none of the answers fit. But I'd say, like, we've talked about 'whether' ... George: The weather? Dream: Yeah.

Dream: The realisation that, once again, I met someone that's not going to be my friend, but something more. They were never meant to be my friend in the first place. I can't avoid it. If I'm going to fall in love, I'm going to fall in love. So this song is a cry to please be gentle, please don't make me even more paranoid.

Dream: I want that part of my life to be private, you know? Regardless of who that person is ... Once the cameras are off, once we're not doing anything, it's our time. It's me and you. There's no one else. No one else exists in the world, regardless of the fact that there's thirty-million people that are looming over.

Dream: Because I'm famous and because I have all this attention on me—when I'm in my normal life it's like, I want to put the people in my life in the spotlight and make sure they feel that way. But then there's lyrics like 'the celebrity in my bed' and 'close the curtains now you're all mine' ... It's about, you know, that special someone in your life, and how in my mind, because I feel so special, I want them to feel that same specialness. So, yeah, it's about relationships and how I want that person to feel special like I do.

dream @/dreamwastaken: .@/GeorgeNotFound you've had such a big impact on my life I don't even know where to start. helping me code my videos sometimes, helping with random ideas within videos, encouraging me and always being the light in the room to make things even just a little bit brighter. you took a chance on me out of university, making thumbnails and coding for scraps because we wanted to make it big and I’m proud to say that we did it and I’ll have an appreciation for you for the rest of my life because of your friendship, kindness, and love you’ve shown me. love you man. idc if you’re never serious or if we joke around a lot, you have a place in my heart and I’m looking forward to finally meeting you and taking our next step in content creation and friendship. LOVE U

Dream: 'Spotlight' is a song I wrote about making that special someone in my life feel as special as they truly are ... I want to be there to support them through the ups and downs, and make them feel like they have a million fans screaming cheering them on, even if it's just my voice echoing a million times. They are the most important person in the world and the only one in that spotlight of love and admiration, and I want them to know that.

a lot of my future is your future

Head Over Heels / Broken, Tears for Fears | Dream and George retake 'Am I In Love With My Bestfriend' Quiz, DNF Discord Podcast | Head Over Heels / Broken, Tears for Fears | Dream Team House Cooking Stream, Awesamdude VOD | The Diaries of Franz Kafka, Franz Kafka | Paranoid, Dream | to whoever wants to hear – lyric booklet, Dream | Franz Kafka Letter, Franz Kafka | Red Doc>, Anne Carson | Photograph of Dream and George during the Foodbeast's Panel at Twitchcon San Diego, @/itsjusttai_ | Dream Team Christmas – Baking Cookies, Sapnap VOD | Paranoid, Dream | Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince, Taylor Swift | Dream's Snapchats of George, @/dream | Paris, Taylor Swift | Dream breaks down his new EP track by track, Associated Press | long story short, Taylor Swift | Dream and George on set: Everest – Dream & Yung Gravy BEHIND THE SCENES, Dream Music | Dream breaks down his new EP track by track, Associated Press | Spotlight, Dream | Technoblade Charity Stream George's POV, GeorgeNotFound VOD | Dream and George during Foodbeast's Kitchen League Battle Royale at Twitchcon San Diego, Twitch VOD | October Passed Me By, girl in red | Waiting for a Star to Fall, Boy Meets Girl | Dream Team Christmas – Gingerbread Houses, GeorgeNotFound VOD | dream Tweet, @/dreamwastaken | Dream Team Christmas – Baking Cookies, Sapnap VOD | "George napping and the sun is literally beaming him square in the face" – Photograph and Tweet, @/dreamwastaken | Paranoid, Dream | Dream and George on set: Everest – Dream & Yung Gravy BEHIND THE SCENES, Dream Music | to whoever wants to hear – lyric booklet, Dream | Dream Team House Cooking Stream, Awesamdude VOD | SOMEONE MADE A DISSTRACK ABOUT ME???, GeorgeNotFound VOD | Paranoid, Dream |

#whew !!!!! WHO ELSE IS FEELING CRAZY #memememmeememem #constant state of delirium and just utter hysteria like. dream wrote love songs about his george his boy his soulmate his best friendhis lo #both of whom we've been shipping n writing n reading fics n creating fanart for YEARS bc we could see it and. now its kinda beenhardlaunche #romance is not dead if u keep it just yours !!!!!!!!!!!!!#IM SO HAPPY FOR MY BABIES MY DNFIES ohmygod likeisferejrghrgeuoegrh #this took hours btw its now 9am and i had 1hour sleep ijust. don't know anymore this is dnfs fault #poured my blood sweat n tears into this load of crazy TRUTH. time to write dnf fic now o7 #compilations #web weaving #dnf #my dnfies #dreamnotfound #dreamie #georgie #love #timeless #tin can #my webs

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cottonvanjogh · 1 year

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TMA Characters and whether or not they would wear the Wiimote wrist strap

Jon Sims- of course he wears the wrist strap, it's there, why wouldn't one use it

Martin Blackwood- obviously he uses the wrist strap

Tim Stoker- does not wear the wrist strap, he and Danny never wore them as kids

Sasha James- does not wear the wrist strap because she doesn't think she would ever throw it

Elias Bouchard- wears the wrist strap to spite Peter

Peter Lukas- does not wear the wrist strap to spite Elias

Basira Hussain- wears a wrist strap

Daisy Tonner- does not wear the wrist strap

Melanie King- used to wear the wrist strap and then stopped and then resumed

Georgie Barker- did not wear the wrist strap until she dated Jon, now she still does

Gertrude- did not wear the wrist strap

Gerry Keay- wore a wrist strap for certain games but not usually

Mary Keay- wears the wrist strap for non-safety related reasons

Michael Shelley- wears it arbitrarily to make you wonder if he usually does or doesn't

Helen Richardson- is wearing one but it keeps getting longer

Mike Crew- does not wear the wrist strap

Simon Fairchild- wears the wrist strap so he can take it off specifically to throw the wiimote

Jared Hopworth- did not wear the wrist strap and now he cannot

Jane Prentiss- wears the wrist strap

John Amherst- is missing the wrist strap

Jude Perry- does not wear the wrist strap

Agnes Montague- loves wearing the wrist strap

Raymond Fielding- will make you wear the wrist strap

Julia Montauk- wears the wrist strap for certain games

Trevor Herbert- wears the wrist strap for the same certain games

Mikael Salesa- has a personalized wrist strap

Annabelle Cane- is wearing eight wrist straps

Calum Brody- does not wear the wrist strap

Oliver Banks- did not wear the wrist strap and now he does

Rosie- wears the wrist strap

Joseph Rayner- does not wear the wrist strap

Breekon & Hope- wear the same wrist strap

Nikola Orsinov- is wearing your wrist strap

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i-hope-we-both-die666 · 26 days

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made a bingo sheet for my species of weird kid

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oh-surprise-its-me · 8 months

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Jamie being weirdly good at singing and always willing to silly sing along to anything Phoebe plays. But he actually has a good voice

The first time Roy heard him genuinely singing he thought it was a YouTube video or something until he realized it was coming from their shower.

He whipped the curtain back causing Jamie to scream. “Are you fucking singing?” Jamie blushes. “Yeah but if you’re annoyed by it I’ll stop.” Roy can’t shake his head fast enough. “You know how hot it is listening to you sing?” Jamie’s mouth drops into an o shape. “Nope had no idea please show me.”

Jamie hums all the time around anyone but actual singing seems to be for Roy only.

Until one weekend they’re with Jamie’s mom and Simon and Roy hears Georgie singing to the radio, Jamie joins in a second later. They sound fabulous together.

Roy is leaning in the doorway to the kitchen when Simon finds him. “Magic isn’t it. Been like that together forever. Jams dad didn’t like them singing. The first time they sang around me I cried.”

Roy can only nod. When they’re in bed later he kisses Jamie, “thank you for singing around me.” Jamie blinks at him. He grins, “thank you for liking it.”

“I love you baby.” Jamie wiggles impossibly closer, “love you too Roy.”

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #roy kent #jamie x roy #royjamie #jamie tartt x roy kent #georgie tartt #idk why I thought of this but I like it #mac writes ted lasso

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cherry-pop-elf · 3 months

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A Moment Of Peace

Morax x Chronic Pain Reader

Requested by Anon

You suffer from chronic pain, and that doesn’t help when you are in hell. You just wish to have a moments peace, and your designated nurse offers a idea

Warnings: 18+ ((gore wise)) talks of pain, chronic pain, gore, mental health, also it’s What In Hell Is Bad so is gonna be heavy in its sexual tones. NO ACTUAL SEX THO-!

Writing Commissions open

“Child of Solomon-?” You heard him knock, before entering the bedroom you were given. It wasn’t quite your speed, but it’s better than nothing. Very…..Red. Red and well….Yeah it’s a room Lucifer would give you. At least it was very comfy. Snuggled into a bed that was built for an orgy than a single person. Least it made it less suffocating, when you are trapped to lay there for hours at a time. All the free space to stretch, and make things work to exist.

“Come in, Morax.” You called, as you cuddled into one of the pillows. The stress of everything was finally catching up to you, and your body was suffering. Even in hell, you still could never find words to describe it. The aches, the burning, the existing. It’s hard, but Morax was the one demon that can grasp it. The designated healer, who has seen more than any one should. Demon, or not. It’ll take a toll.

“Ah, there you are. I figured. I could feel the heat of your nerves from half way across the castle-“ He announced, as he would come to your bed. There were books in his bandaged fingers, and a tray of sweets with drinks. You were very confused by it, as your stomach was not ready for such a thing. Your stomach was twisting and turning, not to mention lake of motivation at all to consume. Yet, he’s never shown incompetence with the field of medical care. Had you curious.

He was soon sitting next to you, in a chair by your bed, as he set the tray on the table. He was also working his clothes off. As if that’s a surprise, but even Morax had more politeness than this. He didn’t completely strip. Couldn’t if he tried, since he was soaked in bandages. Left to his shorts, and wrappings. Blood forever seeping through, and gore to be mush under the texture. That one working eye looking down at you, and holding so much emotion in it. He seemed excited even. Those hands would claps together, as you watched him. Holding your pillow so tightly.

How it was utterly fascinating to look at him. How you have seen him taken on so much pain, yet keep going. Acting like everything was fine. How familiar. For once, someone could genuinely understand your perspective. How much it sucked. Course, you couldn’t help but feel dramatic about it. Given you’ve seen under those wraps. The missing flesh, the gouged eye, the scars, blood, cuts, bruises, the falling out organs, all of it. Yet, he never dared compared. Your pain was just as real, to him, as the blood soaking the bandage over his empty socket.

“As you know, I take on the burdens of those with wounds and pain. Hence why I have not healed my own, as they are constantly being fresh-“ He begins, as if you didn’t know this already. He was still the smarter of the demons, so you didn’t say anything. You knew he was going somewhere, but your brain was just so foggy. You could hardly hear him honestly. It’s just a blur of noise, and ringing from the pain. Seemed he was aware of it, as he was soon silent. Allowing himself to let actions speak louder than words.

Before you knew it, he snuck into bed with you. Not a first, by many demons, but a first for him. You were about to question it, before you suddenly held immense clarity. It was like a thick blanket was lifted off of you. Your heart wasn’t ringing in your ears. Your breathing was steady. Your limbs didn’t tingle. You could actually comprehend the world around you. It was beyond words. You didn’t know such a feeling was possible. You were, for a moment, normal.

“So warm-“ You heard him mutter, as he was snuggling you. He couldn’t deny the comfort it gave him. A beautiful excuse to hog you all to himself, while everyone else had to go do important demon stuff. He was able to hug you, smell you, even taste you. It was worth taking all your chronic pain, and holding it. It was so worth it. How his fingers were dancing across your skin, and his breath inhaling you. Savoring the scent of human, with ancient magic. It was delicious, and sweet.

“It doesn’t cure it, does it?” You had to ask, as he shook his head. Figured. Makes sense. There were demons born without limbs, and he couldn’t exactly give them limbs back. They were born with it, so the body was forced to function as such. A default, if you will. Regardless, you were hugging him tightly. Just thanking him in your own way. Swore the bastard might jizz himself if you held him too tightly. He’s earned it, in your defense. His eye out right fluttered, as you held him tightly.

“Whenever there is a moments rest, between this war, I hope this can bring you some peace. I know I can not offer perfection, but I’ll be heaven bound if I do not try.” He said, as you were squeezing him tightly. It was mind numbing to have your body not be in this constant pain. You knew this would still be a drop in the bucket for Morax, but in a morbid way it was nice. Nice to know you weren’t burdening him with this. That he got a relief, in your stolen pain. pretty sure the bastard har to have developed a kink for this by now. Had to.

"New order, you sleep with me now.” You demanded, as you were going to get your use out of him. He held zero arguments, was giddy if anything, when you gave that command. How he snuggled into your neck, to inhale more of your sweet human scent. Seeming to be in his own pure heaven, well hell, by such actions. Now you knew why he brought the books and snacks. So you could actually enjoy a quiet moment, that he’ll hardly provided. He found a way to give you peace. He really did it. He found a way, in this madness.

You would grab one of the books, as your other hand would rub his back. To try and give him some emotional support all the same. To show him how grateful you were. Oh sex was so on the table for him. You knew damn well you COULD enjoy sex, even more, with him. Given the physical content meant he took your pain away, leaving you in true pleasure. That had you excited. You had so much energy again. The world was your oyster.

For now, though, you were going to finally enjoy something so many people took for granted. You found yourself a comfortable position to snuggle him in, and started to read. Actually able to focus on the words, and feel the pages in your fingers. The brain fog finally gone, as you snuggled him. How wild that your pain was also his pleasure, as it finally gave him an excuse to get a nap in as well. To heal his own wounds, he has taken for others. Your pain was his excuse.

This was going to be your new normal, and you were excited for it. To have clarity, and be able to focus again. To read the book, and study up more on hell, while Morax finally was getting rest. To finally get some healing done, while you could have a moments rest from the pain. To comprehend the sounds around you, like the distant rumbles of hell shifting and turning. The smell of fire, wine, and death. The textures of the blankets. You could actually be in the moment.

Despite how much energy it gave you, the escape from pain just made you crave sleep. Real sleep. Out like a light you were, with lying against Morax. How your body curled against his, and his arms tangled around you. The book left to be open next to you, drinks emptied, food eaten, and just at peace. Knocked out cold, and having a deep slumber. No tossing and turning from muscle spasms, and no nightmares from the anxiety and pain. You were resting, and with someone all the same.

It was peaceful. You had peace, for the first time in your life. Morax was truly your savior, and he deserved proper rewards for it. After you BOTH got a well deserved nights rest. A tangle of limbs, soft breathing, and the sounds of hell. All to lull you into dreams of hope, prosperity, and joy.

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atorionsbelt · 10 months

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roy kent jokingly flirts with his former rival turned friend turned lover’s mum. jamie tartt’s mum. at first just to get under his skin, just to get a laugh, because the devil started it first with roy’s sister. but then… jamie keeps inviting roy home with him. whenever he visits in manchester… roy is there.

and roy is so grateful to be included, to be considered safe enough to be allowed in. but the thing is, roy still can’t stop staring, mouth agape and at a loss for words, at how consistently cuddly and openly affectionate georgie is with her son. roy is suddenly overcome with a longing long-buried in his fractured heart. for a loving maternal relationship in his life that wasn’t instead discarded for a 9 year old kid to be shipped off to sunderland. for him to ever know what it is to be nurtured. and one afternoon he’s just stuck there, paralyzed in a trance; seeing jamie get his hair softly pet again, head draped careless across his mum’s lap again. and georgie looks at roy. and roy looks at georgie. and she gives him a very unmistakable irrefutable nod of the chin.

and somehow roy kent, pushing 40, barely a stone’s throw away her junior, is leaning his own head gently by georgie’s offered knee. oppositely resting his skull against jamie’s, their fingers eventually finding each other’s. a lighter hand above alternating between untangling walnut mist strands and twirling midnight brown curls. he can listen to jamie ramble on, sometimes finds himself joining in with his own mundane complaints. both always met with the reliable “yeah, obviously” and “i know, luv.” the occasional pep talk of reassurance: that roy is also amazing, that being up on jamie’s wall is proof enough of his worth, that roy is never not gonna turn out alright either. and maybe jamie was right, in that sometimes roy can let himself be a sexy little baybeh too. the lovable prick chimes in when he can’t help it, and it all settles something deep in roy’s chest. like he’s really become a part of something sacred and special.

maybe here, bewilderedly staring up at the very same ceiling jamie tartt has vulnerably unraveled himself under countless times, roy kent is allowed. and these days, roy does get his goodbye mum hug for the road, and he still does part ways with an i love you. but now he can’t hold back the burning in his eyes when she adds on “son” to the end of hers, like an afterthought. who is he to deny a welcoming family, after all these years?

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kvetchinglyneurotic · 10 months

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My hot take is that it should have been Rebecca, not Ted, who talked to Jamie about his father in 3x11. Here are my reasons:

1. So much of Rebecca's arc is about recovering from an abusive relationship while her abuser is still, somewhat unavoidably, part of her life. Her experience with Rupert and Jamie's experience with his father aren't identical, but she knows better than anyone else at Richmond how it feels to have someone like that turn up at her place of work, and how stressful their planned encounters are, even when they're just in the same large stadium and don't need to directly interact.

2. As the owner of the club, Rebecca almost certainly knows what happened at Wembley, and she's not only well-placed to make practical arrangements like getting James banned from the match (since none of them knew he wouldn't be there) but also, as of 3x10, has come to terms with with her relationship with Rupert — both the good parts and the many, many bad parts — in a way that enables her to interact with him when necessary without massive emotional distress, while also keeping very firm boundaries in place. Basically, she, unlike Ted, could offer advice based on relevant personal experience.

3. Jamie could finally find out that Ted didn't have him sent back to Man City — while it would be nice for Ted to say it, Rebecca is better placed to give the full story, and she and Jamie have a lot in common when it comes to expressing their hurt in a way that leaves a lot of collateral damage.

4. Explains why they're hugging in the finale.

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #rebecca welton #tl 3.11 #some day i will stop complaining about this writing choice #but today is not that day #could also have had jamie talk to georgie and left it at that #or leaned into the ted/dottie vs jamie/georgie parallel since those situations are actually comparable #both mother/son duos with shared trauma related to their father/(ex-)husband #but jamie and georgie came out of it really close — at least currently — while ted and dottie's relationship is fairly strained #abuse mention #kvetch oc

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saintbleeding · 10 months

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[ID: Two digital drawings of Georgie from TMA, made to look like polaroids. She has medium brown skin, dark curly hair, and brown eyes. In the first picture, she is younger and thinner, and her hair is long, with artificial highlights. Her eyebrows are pencilled in conspicuously and she wears a light green sleeveless top. The front section of her hair is straightened where it falls over her face. She is laughing, and writing at the bottom of the polaroid says “End of spring term party at Kate’s, 2007 (the Night Jon Quit Tequila, Permanently)”. In the second picture, Georgie is older, her hair greying and cut in a short mullet. She wears a bleach-stained shirt and purple ghost earrings. She has one eye closed in an exaggerated expression of amused incredulity, and the caption, presumably written by Melanie, reads “Asked G if she would still love me if I was a worm… :(“. End ID.]

i just. have. Some thoughts. about georgie and what recovery, such as it is, would look like on her. also i love her.

#tma #the magnus archives #georgie barker #described #my #saint draws #eye contact #someone was pretty fuckin rude to me the other day re drawing characters fat and to that i have to say fuck u fat ppl rule lmao <3 #also. wow posting like twice in two days but im kinda takin advantage of i have to go back to school soon #and much as i would love to have been writing. i simply havent had the brain

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paulmezcal · 1 month

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as promised! sereshaw amnesia fic chapter 8.

#sereshaw #hangster #georgie writes #xoxo

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mitskijamie · 4 months

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""Hey, do you want to see how Roy Kent does it?”

Georgie swears she can feel her eye twitch.

“Yeah,” she calls, not looking up from Sense and Sensibility. "Go on. Let’s see how Roy Kent does it.”

But Jamie can still see her from across the lawn, and he stomps his little foot indignantly at her lack of attention.

“Look, mummy!”

Georgie sighs.

She looks.

Jamie is doing something with the ball and his feet.

He does sort of look like Roy Kent, she supposes, in that Roy Kent also tends to work with a ball and his feet.

"Mummy!" Jamie shouts, again, because ‘look’ doesn’t just mean look, it means jump up and down and cheer and clap for me.

It occurs to Georgie to ignore him just this once, because it's her fucking birthday, and all she wants is to read in peace for ten fucking minutes, but she remembers James' voice, and hot, hollow guilt blossoms in her gut.

You don't have a mother's nature.

You're selfish. It's just who you are.

Reluctantly, she dog-ears her page and sets her beloved book down next to her on the stoop.

“Let's see,” she calls.

Jamie does his trick again, concentrating so hard his tongue pokes out the corner of his mouth, and Georgie whistles.

"Wow! You look like a real live footballer, doing that!""

#me being obsessed with georgie for no reason writing character studies with an audience of one:#ask #jamie tartt #georgie

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mice-and-moonbeams · 2 months

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Set sometime in season three, Georgie's date falls through for a wedding and she's left needing a plus one. Luckily for her Jon is conveniently sitting on her couch just waiting for her to suggest he be her plus one, how can he say no?

It's fine Georgie can dress him up, he gets to spend some time with his friend and after dinner he can sit and people watch as she dances with some friends. He can just enjoy a small moment of normal. He can - wait who's that at the back of the room?

What is Martin doing here?

Would he even want to talk to Jon after everything that happened?

He looks very nice in a suit....

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54346609/chapters/137649085

#the magnus archives #tma #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #jonmartin #jmart #jon sims #tma fic #georgie barker #the magnus pod #fanfic writing #its so fluffy #jonmartin fanfic

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gatzbright · 5 months

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writing [love]; dream, a writer.

Dream: I like writing. I like writing poems; I like writing songs; I like writing everything. I like storytelling—I just like storytelling. Storytelling in general is fun. I do a lot of storytelling through, like, my videos, through my video editing ... that's my favourite part of writing.

Dream: So, it's [love is] special, you know? You can't really explain it. Um, you know, with your mum, your dad, your—your sisters, your brothers, your cousins, your—your friends that you've known since you were a kid. Your friends that you just met a year ago that you are absolutely in love with as a person.

Dream: 'Have you written stories as well as songs lately?' Yeah—I mean, well ... I feel like songwriting is very—it's like, you just take stories—like 'Roadtrip' was, like, essentially a poem, and a story, that was turned into a song. And I feel like that's with a lot of stuff. 'Mask' is the same; 'Mask' was a poem turned into a song.

Bird by Bird, Anne Lamott | Dream Subscriber Twitter Space April 30th, @/dreamwastaken | It's Been A Long Day, Spacey Jane | Dream's Tiktok 'love is scary', @/dreamwastakenwastaken | Photograph in the studio from Dream's Instagram post, @/dreamwastaken | The Story of Mary MacLane, Mary MacLane | Our Beautiful Life When It's Filled With Shrieks, Christopher Citro | Johnny Cash’s handwritten to-do list, 1969 | Tweeted screenshot from Dream's notes app, @/dreamwastaken | Anne Carson interview, 2016 | Dream and George on the Dream Panel at TwitchCon Las Vegas 2023, TwitchCon VOD | Tweeted screenshot from Dream's notes app, @/dreamwastaken | On Writing, Stephen King | A fan's Tiktok of Dream and George at emo nite, @/angstboycam | Dream explaining 'Spotlight' in the 'to whoever wants to hear' lyric booklet, Dream | Your Song, Elton John | Fan photos of Dream and George at Dream's tour

Dream's 'Kind Of Love' speech LA concert night two, @/milktea_grn | The Power Of Love, Frankie Goes To Hollywood | Fan photos of Dream and George at Dream's tour | You Are In Love (Taylor's Version), Taylor Swift | Dream explaining 'Paranoid' in the 'to whoever wants to hear' lyric booklet, Dream | Dream and George on the Dream Panel at TwitchCon Las Vegas 2023, TwitchCon VOD | Words, Gregory Alan Isakov | Dead Poets Society, dir. | Dream Subscriber Twitter Space April 30th, @/dreamwastaken | Sweet Nothing, Taylor Swift

Fan photo of George recording Dream at his concert | Addressable Thou, Chase Berggrun | Bright Star, dir. Jane Campion | George smiling at Dream in IRL DREAM TEAM IN MADRID, Sapnap VOD | Endymion, John Keats | Dream and George on set: Everest – Dream & Yung Gravy BEHIND THE SCENES, Dream Music | [brIght], E. E. Cummings | George and Dream in IRL DREAM TEAM IN MADRID, Sapnap VOD | Sand and Foam, Kahlil Gibran

#WOOOOO WRITING !!!!!! i love it so much !!!!!!! and dream does too !!!!!!#shoutout to all the writers artists creators in this fandom u are So incredible especially my friends i love u forever <33333 #imsotireduerhogou whywas i up till 4am last night doing this n then hadnt been doing the refernecbes the whole time #so just did them tonight. it is now One am. i will proceed to pass out n sleep for Ten Hours #i really like this one i am proud of it :') ive had a dream + writing compilation in my head for Ages so i am glad ifinally got to do it :D #to those who love words as much as i (and dream) do ....... to whoever wants to hear ......... <3 #heres som comfort after a pretty shitty second half of the day for us all and dream </3 Hugs #my webs #web weaving #dreamie #dnf #georgie #dreamnotfound #poetry #words #writing talk #compilations #imfine goonigh Zzzzzz ..... snorkshoo mimimimimim

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Bill: Alright Georgie, I’m going out real quick. But while I’m gone, Richie is in charge, so do whatever he says

Bill: And Richie, I left notes on the fridge. Do whatever I say

#should I start writing small Richie and Georgie misadventures?#one person says I should and I will #losers club #it #it chapter 2 #it stephen king #the losers club #losers club incorrect quotes #bill denbrough #georgie denbrough #richie tozier

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