#inspired by charlie obvs

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dorky cod oc biz under the cut

Name: [Redacted] (AKA I'm stuck between Avery and Parker)

Callsign: Hermit (formerly Yellowstone)

Age: 36 

Gender: AFAB

Sexuality: Demisexual

Pronouns: They/them 

Description: 

Hermit is 5'10" (178 cm) and weighs ~160 lbs. (77 kg). They have slightly wider shoulders, but an overall straighter silhouette they purposely style (as much as one can in uniform) to minimize any curvature. 

Their hair is naturally dark brown and they keep it buzzed. It's a personal preference and out of practicality for their work. They pluck their unibrow and shave every few days. Their eyes are a lighter shade brown than their hair, and their eyebrows are thick. On the left side of their nose is an old piercing scar.

They have their fair share of scars, but the most prominent ones are on their hands. Their knuckles and palms are covered in a smattering of old and newer scars. Due to their work, they have thick calluses on the webbing between their thumb and pointer fingers, and their palms from handling weaponry and tools. They are self-conscious about their hands and refrain from touching people with their bare skin.

Out of uniform, they remain covered up in all weather and temperatures, and stick to neutral colors. Their civvies wardrobe consists of simpler pieces of varying thickness, baggier clothes, and nothing flashy. Since their head is shaved, they usually wear some kind of hat.

They are particular about sun exposure, and religiously apply SPF. This goes hand-in-hand with their preference to cover up.

At work, they avoid jewelry. No rings or earrings. Nothing to get snagged or grabbed. 

They have the following tattoos and piercings:

Patchwork, left (all black and white)

A tape measure, bicep

A scrimshaw knife, forearm

Railroad spike on back of forearm

Trebuchet, back of arm, text that says SEND IT

Bunch of little filler

Right ear helix piercing, wears a silver band when not working

Ear lobe piercings, never wears anything in them

#cod ocs #inspired by charlie obvs #this is my first oc in years so let's....just be nice

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🌺 drift away 🌺

[Lucifer Morningstar x Reader]

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three] [Part Four]

[Word Count - 1.4k]

[Tags: Angst, songfic (I can't help myself)]

[Notes: My first Hazbin Hotel one shot. Still new to Tumblr, and new to writing one shots, I'm used to writing longer form. Hope this post is up to the standard. It's like, 1 in the morning and I have work tomorrow morning, enjoy. I will hopefully get out a part that's kinda like a prequel, I wanna do Other Friends lol. Obvs inspired by Steven Universe.]

Let’s go in the garden, 

You’ll find something waiting, 

Right there where you left it, 

Lying upside down...

Excitement shot through your system, your feet dragging along the ground as a giggle bubbled from within you. You paused every few seconds as the man before you looked back, a single brow raised at your antics. He took a few steps forward, the sounds of your feet tapping as you followed along filling the air. He sighed, turning around. His eyes, golden sclera and deep red irises, landed on your own, though unfocused. Almost as if looking straight through you. 

He’d tried to keep you here, to stop you from following. He knew you were only doing what you were meant to do. You were made for him. An angel born purely to keep Lucifer in check, to keep him happy. You loved being by his side, you loved spending time with him on Earth, in the garden. You thought he loved it too. You thought he loved you. 

Taking a deep breath, Lucifer forced a smile for you. His wings softly flapped behind him, lifting him off the ground, raising him to be just above your face level. His finger tapped your nose, his enchanting voice coming through. “Here in the garden, let’s play a game, I’ll show you how it’s done.” 

“Here in the garden, stand very still,” His hands on your shoulders, you looked up at him with a beaming smile, happy to spend time with your love. 

“This’ll be so much fun,” Your voice, soft and delicate spoke, earning a smile from him. Your heart fluttered at his smile, his cheeks crinkling slightly as his eyes closed, appearing relaxed. At least to you. But appearances weren’t all what they seemed. 

“And then he smiled, that’s what I’m after,” You clenched a fist, pressing it to your chest, trying to calm your fast beating heart. You could feel the eyes of the demon behind you on you, the very demon that came from him. “The smile in his eyes, the sound of his laughter.” 

You could see the scene replaying before you all over again. You could even hear the soft chuckle that had once escaped his lips, his hands softly squeezing your shoulders. You knew she could see it too, but you didn’t want to acknowledge the memories that had begun to rush back to you, memories from long ago. Memories you’d wished you could forget. 

“Happy to listen, happy to play, happily watching him drift away...” 

Lucifer’s grip loosened on your shoulders, his wings flapping as he pulled away, leaving you to your little game. You watched him fly into the bright sky, disappearing in the light of the sun with another. But you didn’t think anything of it, because he loved you. He was playing with you, spending time with you. 

The girl behind you could only watch in silence, her throat squeezing closed as she tried to keep her inner turmoil to herself. She knew exactly where she was, exactly where you had taken her. The wilted bushes, the out-of-control bramble, the spiraling roots through the grass. This was the long-abandoned Garden of Eden. This was where it all began. Where Charlie’s father, Lucifer, had started humanity’s spiral into chaos, starting with you. 

“Happily waiting, all on my own, under the endless sky...” You glanced up to the stars dotting the night sky. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. You never wanted anyone to see this, you never even wanted to see it again yourself. Yet, here you were, sharing your vulnerability with the person you’d come down to Hell to kill. The princess of Hell herself, and Lucifer’s daughter, Charlie. You had let her in, showing her your memories. “Counting the seconds, standing alone, as thousands of years go by...” 

The roots had begun to cling to your still form, your body aching, your wings begging to be spread once more. Your hair, once something you had been proud of, now in shambles, grown out nearly to your feet. Deep bags had sunk into the skin under your eyes, a telling sign of your exhaustion. For how much longer must this game go on, you wondered, but never dared voice it. You were meant to make him happy, right? 

“Happily wondering, night after night, is this how it works? Am I doing it right?” Your fists clenched, unable to bear looking at your old self any longer, watching as your sickened form disappeared, turning into speckles of gold in the wind. You stepped forward into the place where you had once showed Charlie your older memories, resuming the familiar stance you had been in for over ten thousand years. “Happy to listen, happy to stay, happily watching him drift away...” 

A cool breeze blew through your hair, reminding you of the countless nights you took solace in the feeling, the only thing that reminded you that you were still alive, still conscious. Your eyes met Charlie’s, a faint smile on her face as you spotted the tears welling in her eyes. You turned away with the breeze, taking a step in the opposite direction of Charlie, startling her as she was quick to follow. 

“You keep on turning pages, for people who don’t care, people who don’t care about you,” 

You walked along the edge of a pond, legs brushing against the soft petals of the flowers surrounding the pond. The breeze pulled along the flowers, a long dead water lily being ripped from the ground. Grasping the weakened petals of the flower in your hand, you turned to Charlie with a soft smile, placing the flower in her blonde hair that felt just the same as his. Just as you pulled your hand away, turning your attention to the water, the flower crumpled in her hair, falling apart. 

“And still, it takes you ages, to see that no one’s there, see that no one’s there, see that no one’s there, everyone’s gone on without you...” Your eyes drifted back to the spot you had become a part of for so long. The spot you thought would one day claim you and set you free from the pain that he’d left behind in you. Charlie’s eyes followed, her eyes widening to see more of your memories, more of what her father had caused. 

“Finally, something.” 

The two seraphims, Sera and Emily, stood before you, fear and sorrow written across their faces. Emily ripped roots that had grown to hold you down tightly off, while Sera ran her fingers through your broken hair, tears streaming down her face. 

“Finally, news, about how the story ends.” 

Sera rambled on and on about everything you had missed. About how humanity had progressed. About the angels that had replaced you in society. Everybody thought you were dead, at the hands of the Devil. You didn’t understand any of it, not until she explained just what had happened, why you were even standing here, playing this game. 

“He isn’t an angel anymore, fallen long ago, leaving you for Lilith, and his brand-new daughter...” 

“Isn’t that lovely?” 

Tears streamed down Charlie’s face as she watched your younger self burst into tears, sobbing violently into Sera’s chest as she hugged you tightly, muttering useless apologies over and over. You cried and screamed, telling her to stop lying and to bring you to Lucifer, to end this game already. You begged and pleaded, telling her that it wasn’t like that, that he loved you, he asked you to stay and play with him. He couldn’t abandon you. You were his angel, his love. 

“Isn’t that cool?” 

You ignored the pain that squeezed your heart, watching as your memories faded in those familiar golden glimmers, begging that this would be the final time you’d have to see them. You ignored the hot tears that dripped down your cheeks, your emotions leaking through, escaping the tight hold you’d kept them in for so many years. 

“And isn’t that cruel? And aren’t I a fool to have happily listened, happy to stay, happily watching him drift, drift...” 

You squeezed a fist to your chest, your heart slowing down finally as you sighed deeply. This was the end. This garden, where everything had begun, would finally see the end of the story. Where you would finally let go of the memories that haunted you for ten thousand years, and move on with your life, putting an end to his little game. 

“Drift away...” 

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #lucifer morningstar #hazbin lucifer #lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader

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☆ MASTERPOST // INTRO !!!

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HII !! im killer, but my friendz + mootz call me killz !! welcome to my blog ^_^ i luvv my prtnerz !! @mewobrute @sharkk-fin @glitchy-skull <3 (more stuff under the cut!!)

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✩ ABOUT ME !!! >_<

FIRST OFF, HERE ARE SOME OF MY FLAGZ !!! :3 ↓↓↓

my main prnz are he/it/bite, but i alzo use vamp/fang/bone/skull/blood/gore/knife ! (plz dont refer 2 me w they/them)

my special interest is undertale + utmv ! (if that waznt obv enough..)

i love love LOVE horror gamez .. some of my favz rn are kinitopet, imscared, house, ddlc, rental, and bonnie's bakery :]

I HAVE A PERSONA ! u can find itz ref sheet here :] i uzually draw myself as either him or juzt killer sans !!

I LOOOVE MY MOOTZ, FRIENDZ, AND PARTNERZ <333

some of my current hyperfixationz are fionna & cake, smg4, regretevator, atsv, invader zim, adventure time & dialtown !

i have a guestbook !! leave a little note for me to read if u want :3

some of my fav bandz/artistz are talking heads, misfits, bad brains, rio romeo, lemon demon, will wood, pixies, melanie martinez, alex g, 6arelyhuman, goreshit, sex pistols, potsu, the living tombstone, etc. !

some of my fav songz are alien blues, vampire culture, laplace's angel, dr sunshine is dead, seriously?, genius of love, at the movies, charlie's inferno, etc. !

✩ my tagz !

#killz art - my art !! :3

#killz rb - reblogz

#killz yapz - my yap sessionz

#killz answerz - answerz to my askz

#vent kinda - my (kinda) ventz

#tag/ask game - self-explanatory

#killersanz - stuff related to my killer sans ask blog !

#killz fingie doodlez - stuff i drew w my finger :3

#killz srb - self reblogz

✩ dni

basic dni criteria

istz + phobez

epiciller, /r + /sx errorink, etc.

pro/dark/comship (or whatever you call your weirdo selvez..)

irl doublez (unless i knew u beforehand!!) (im irlz of killer, reaper, & epic.)

minorz who post nsfw cuz ion wanna see that shit man go do ur homework

slander of my interestz/special interestz + hyperfixationz like stfu

mockery of me and/or my traitz (i.e my typing quirkz)

unwanted criticism, especially if i didnt ask for it. stfu part 2

anyone i've had drama with + my exez (fuck you)

HOMESTUCK. and hazbin hotel + helluva boss (tbh i dont rlly care if you like these mediaz and interact with me, just dont talk abt it in front of me yknow)

✩ byi + boundariez

i have autism + adhd, BPD, & typing quirkz !! tone indicatorz are optional when talking to me, but i appreciate them.

i'm an irl + fictkin ! i have a few c-linkz as well.

im not a roleplay account btw /srs

my art requestz are alwayz open ! can't promise i'll alwayz do them, but they help me out with inspiration though :3

DO NOT REPOST MY ART. i will find you

if you use my art, credit me. you dont alwayz gotta ask me before usin my art, but i appreciate it if you do !!

my askbox + dmz are alwayz open !! i love meetin new people n gettin to know em :] im fine w tagz, commentz, & spam-likez/reblogz too !

i might accidentally spam-like (i get too excited).

just because i make suggestive jokez and im hypersexual doez not mean i'm not sex-replused from time to time.

im a DID system and use i/me pronounz. i don't talk about my DID often becauze i see it as unimportant to other ppl.

i'm nonhuman !! plz do not refer to me as human. i prefer skeleton termz over everything else. im ur favorite homozexual cryptid-skeleton :3

i tend to ramble, say thingz that are out-of-pocket, have trouble with volume control/typing in all capz, make inappropriate jokez, flirt with & tease my close friendz, etc. if u ever find any of this bothering, plz inform me and i will stop.

i love drama + gossip, i will argue with strangerz on the internet just to spite them bc i find it funny ^_^ (only if theyre in the wrong and deserve it.)

i have strong opinionz and will shit-talk you if you're a weirdo who deservez it.

my blog, my rulez <3

★ last updated: 5/23/24

#killz yapz #every drawing in this was drawn by my finger #my finger is now numb #i'll update this anytime i can :] #killer sans #something new #utmv #sans au #undertale au #masterpost #artist intro #killz art #killz fingie doodlez

[nunalastor]

Lucifer, Lilith, and Charlie go missing for seven years and Hell falls into chaos. Many overlords become warlords fighting over pentagram city all unsupervised while Husk makes his territory neutral for now. Alastor slowly amasses and cultivates his power, eventually overthrowing Husk and taking over his territory. In the beginning, Alastor eliminates all other threats to his new leadership under the guise of what's best for the sinners while he personally believes the Morningstars are still somewhere in Hell. Slowly, his dictatorship (which he refers to as a regency for the rightful heirs of Hell) gets more and more oppressive, using sinners as slaves and treating them like nothing more than animals before he starts waging war with the other overlords, uniting Pentagram city bit by bit, all the while broadcasting his propaganda of "The Morningstars are still alive. The regency endures. Lucifer lives." To the masses of Hell in order to keep them blind to the oppressive living conditions they're put under.

He finally unites all of Hell, and he is mercilessly killing everyone he deems as undesirable, even betraying old friends like Rosie in order to fuel his dreams of restoring Hell to its former glory in an attempt to make Lucifer return, slowly growing more and more fanatical until he finally snaps and decides Heaven is to blame, so he orders his armies of sinners to march up to the Heaven embassy and take it over, provoking an extermination. He is killed in the extermination by Adam, showcasing that he is, in fact, not as immortal as his propaganda led others to believe, and Hell devolves into chaos again

(Obv inspired by Taboritsky in TNO😭😭)

#hazbin hotel #alastor #radioapple #lucifer #nunalastor asks #appleradio #radio apple #apple radio #au #chill lute fuck #the radio demon #alastor the radio demon #lucifer disappears

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── HAZBIN HOTEL: HALLOWEEN COSTUME HEADCANONS

· ★ · i know it's not halloween yet at ALL but i couldn't resist making this... :3 pls enjoy!!

I. HAZBIN HOTEL RESIDENTS

charlie – harley quinn, matching with vaggie!! she's dressed up every single year ever since she was a tiny little baby because her parents always dressed up too

vaggie – poison ivy, matching with charlie!! she's been dressing up every year with charlie ever since she fell. used to have to be convinced, now she does it willingly. also the one who THOROUGHLY searches everyone's candy

angel dust – rlly revealing twinky ass latex catboy outfit. he's a firm believer in dressing slutty for halloween every year and proudly announces it

husker / husk – his old boomer ass never dresses up, says he's “going as himself” when anyone asks

alastor – doesn't usually dress up, until the rest of the hotel does. then, he'll join the “pathetic holiday festivities.” would maybe go as a nun?? don't really have any ideas for him tbh

niffty – one of those “sexy maid/nurse” outfits… im sorry you KNOW it's canon

sir pentious – asks cherri to match with him, gets rejected because the costume idea was “to lame” for her. eventually buckles to his brit roots and goes as queen elizabeth

egg bois – obviously matching with pentious!! they'd go as royal guards since he's queen elizabeth ykyk

fat nuggets – obviously angel puts him in an old fashioned pretty blonde wig and fucked up little dress and says he's a “alcoholic 90's smoker mom core hoe!”

keekee – goes as catwoman/selina kyle to complete the trio, since charlie and vaggie are going as harley and ivy respectively

razzle &. dazzle – razzle goes as a knight, and dazzle as a princess. they match every year obvs!!

II. THE THREE VEES

valentino – uhhmm idk he probably goes as sexy/revealing border patrol to be controversial and piss people off like the actual menace to society he is LMAO

vox – goes as alastor but adds really exaggerated/ugly traits like a massive squidward nose to make fun of him cuz he's obsessed or wtvs idk!!

velvette – the only one who takes halloween SERIOUSLY out of the vees, as the fashion icon she is. definitely makes her own costume every year, goes as whatever is trending at the time

MORE COMING SOON!! MAYBE!! IF I GET INSPIRED!! reposts/interactions insanely appreciated <3

#halloween #hazbin hotel #vivziepop #hellaverse #vivzieverse #chaggie #headcanons #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel vaggie #vaggie #hazbin vaggie #hazbin charlie #velvette hazbin #valentino #valentino hazbin #vox #vox hazbin #vox hazbin hotel #velvette hazbin hotel #angel dust #angel dust hazbin #angel dust hazbin hotel #husk #husker #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #huskerdust #charlie x vaggie #sir pentious #alastor

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(for any universe) what do you think readers reaction is to George dating charli/ Adam being married bcz those are both crazy situations imo (in a good way ofc ofc)

they're all positive opinions, but i'll talk a bit about each universe and the differences!

flatmate/dad!matty universe: you've known those boys since you were a teenager, so seeing them settled down(ish) with women you absolutely love and you've made great friends with is just the best thing ever!! adam and carly getting married and then having a baby was definitely mad in the best possible way - the first of the group to do so - and really honestly inspired you and matty to do the same, seeing how well they both balanced work and domesticity. you like to joke with george that he's punching above his weight with charli, but really you don't think you know a more well-suited couple in so many different aspects. charli thinks you're a badass in your legal job, and you feel the same about her (obv lol) - you grow quite close as friends

dad!ross universe (which is really most of my ross fics tbh): again, you've known and worked with these boys since self-titled era, so it's so sweet to see them happily boo'ed up. i like to think that when george and charli started working together on music, you and ross were like "oh, you're going to end up falling in love. we know, we've been there lmao" - when it happened, you were elated for them. the two of you and adam and carly were kind of going through domestic developments at the same time - they got married and had kids slightly before you did - so it was really quite lovely to almost share these growths and experiences with them, especially considering how long you've all known each other.

d word matty universe: kinda similar to the ross universe in that you know the boys fairly well through work. i think you'll have met charli a few times before you and matty start dating, and even though you work with musicians daily you're kinda starstruck by her at first because she's so cool lmao; when she and george became a thing, while you were still just a colleague and not a gf, i reckon you were SHOOK. i also think you kinda witnessed adam and carly's relationship blossom from a bit of a distance and found it adorable, and then when you became a part of the group through matty your adoration just increased more and more - matty probably worried that you'd feel a bit freaked out by the fact they're his age and properly properly settled down, but you're chill, you like seeing them happy (and secretly you look forward to doing the same at some point, probably sooner than matty, who wants that with you but only at your pace, would expect from you lol)

birthday partyverse: this is an interesting one, because it's the only one of my universes that has you be a friend of matty's but not necessarily be as close with the rest of the band (diff friend groups and all). you know them all a little bit - enough to be happy for adam and carly when they get married and have their son before you and matty start dating, but nothing really more than that (you get on really well with them when you start to see them more often, though!). however, george and charli is different. it's a really fun one for this universe because i think you knew them both separately pre-getting together with matty; george you knew through matty, obv, and as a famous person in your own right you knew charli from attending some of the same events and parties and whatnot. i also think it would be fun if you found out they were dating from someone who wasn't matty, and you texted him like "omfg please tell george and charli that i'm absolutely obsessed with them as a couple. like i don't know either of them that well but christ it's so clear that they're a perfect match" lmao - and you tell them this yourself the first time you and matty double-date with them (because of course you do that). also think that, like flatmate/dad universe, you and charli end up becoming bffs through the boys <3

#mads muses #mads answers asks #flatmate!matty #dad!matty #dad!ross #d word matty #into the birthday partyverse

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Speaking of taking it to 11, I'm glad Glenn stood up for not throwing away stereotypes entirely just to be subversive. Ofc it's valuable that Mac's not a gay man stereotype, but as a queer Asian who fits stereotypes, it's sad when tv goes TOTALLY in the opposite direction because they're worried they'll "do a stereotype" (obv there's good, nuanced and bad, harmful versions). There's proud defiance in leaning in sometimes. Do you think RCG worry about "bi Dennis" bc of evil bi stereotypes?

YES, i totally agree!! And it makes perfect sense that he feels that way, cuz Dennis does tend to embody a lot of common queer stereotypes from s1 all the way to s15... Way moreso than Mac ever has, imo. But its not so much that he felt like a plain caricature of those stereotypes (though obviously im not gonna act like in a lot of moments he's not being played up that way lol... 'boys are out tonight huh!?' but even Glenn admitted that was something he didn't want to be included in the episode as his character cuz it was "too broad" LMAO). He still feels like a character that has depth and is well-rounded, including those 'stereotypical' queer traits. So even before Glenn outright said that, it did feel like he had that mentality and I think that's also probably something that's gotten better with maturity lollll. But I was also rlly glad to hear him outright say that too, cuz it is, as you said, commonplace now for writers to keep trying to be "subversive" of stereotypes but that can backfire horribly and just make a lot of characters feel flat or inauthentic. So yeah it was rlly nice to hear that, and esp on the podcast which gets a lot of viewers.

And I do think that RCG are aware that there is a line they have to be be mindful of when it comes to how these characters' overall deviant nature might be perceived as being related to their queerness... Esp in the case of Dennis, and Mac as well. I think this concern was actually somewhat acknowledged in "The Janitor Always Mops Twice" (and tbh I'm surprised I haven't seen more analysis on this?? tho it definitely could've come up and just been purged at some point as a lot of s14 shit ended up being loll) because the way that episode framed not only Dennis, but Mac too, to fit into the "queer-coded villains" noir trope was--again, imo-- an acknowledgment of that. Like, they see the history of that trope in tv/film and how reductive it is. I think that the narrative is deeming that kind of characterization reductive because that episode is not told thru an objective POV, but it's filtered through Charlie's POV, and he clearly has some uh... complex feelings about his best friends' relationship and their respectively ambiguous and not-so-ambiguous sexualities LOL. But also in the past whenever a scene was through Charlie's POV (i.e. his flashback sequence in "Who Got Dee Pregnant?") it's been shown that he has pretty reductive views of the people in his life. Typically narrowing them down to a few traits, or saying shit that is very uh "ooc" (i.e. "yeah. dee inspired me. she said, "you're an awesome janitor, charlie. you can make this whole school slippery." I said, "sure, I'll give it my best shot." then she's, like, "let's be best friends." and I was, like, "sure, I'll give that my best shot, too." so we're best friends now.)... so... yeah. Plus, when you compare that episode's framing to the rest of s14 and that season's overall "oh god we're so afraid of fucking this all up" subtext (Thunder Gun 4, Right to Chop, Big Mo, etc.)... I definitely do think that's definitely a concern of theirs when it comes to that aspect of Dennis' writing as well LOL. and I think even they even sorta admitted to that dragging their feet on addressing Dennis' sexuality/his relationship with Mac as it has been the past couple of seasons in the s15 finale in a very on-the-nose way... ("oh, my god. It looks like he was dragging his feet back here. were you hanging on it?") lmaooo..

#srry this got so rambly. was a long day 2day im kjfgnkjertngkmflkrgntrgkjt out of it #every1 always sends such meaty asks abt the show 2 me tho i get all in my head i cant help it KJNKFG #but i feel like most ppl on here get that right?? as we are all.. some degree of lost in the sauce for this show LMAOO #its fun tho. is fun

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ok I'll start with percy, i like it when people have their original names so he'll have the nickname percy but be called like perses or smth more fem. she's got like a wavy sort of shoulder length hair? im thinking of book percy, so like she always puttingn her hair through it and pushing it to one side and shit, yk?

ok annabeth. idfk what kind of name, maybe like asher or smth, though not sure if that fits his vibe, im trying to go with names that start with the same letter so maybe like alexander. he definitely doesn't have like a really neat haircut, its like fluffy and frizzy and and messy and he never cuts it, im thinking sort of like magnus, since yk they're cousins.

next one is grover. her name's grace, her bf juniper calls her gracie. she's got body hair. shes half goat. shes got big fluffy hair, like shoulder blade length, and she'd wear smth like short skirts and long sleeve pretty shirts. and i think she wears it in braids or smth with flowers in it from junipers tree.

luke: luke's name is luka. she's still got short hair, sort of masc and def gels it, idk just feels like her vibe. she likes wearing pretty dresses like prom dresses and switches them off with tuxs and stuff.

ok jason now. i think jasons name would be Jay, like just the nickname, maybe she never learned her name when her mom left her idk. but she has a wolfcut, im obsessed with wolfcut jason either way so yk. (friend told me she prolly couldnt cut her hair during her time in new rome, so she had the most atrocious high pony tails and buns)

piper: i think piper is gender neutral so, it works. leo and jay still call him pipes and beauty queen and stuff. he's got long pretty hair that he always, i mean, always wears down. he likes wearing flowerey shirts and baggy pants. like a small shirt big pants kinda guy.

leo: my fav. leo's name is like león or leóna. but again, still goes by leo. shes got like a chin length cut, curly and shit. she wears her regular shit, dirty fucking clothes, but shes likes it when piper does her makeup (rly well bc piper's dad was hollywood shit). especially red lips and smoky eyes.

hazel: still hazel i think. honestly im so bad with names despite loving to come up with them. i would say hudson maybe? old fashioned and pretty. He's got the same hair, long and pretty, and he likes locks and likes having them with pretty hair rings with crystals on them (not sure if thats what you call them). he puts them up in big braids and ponytails.

frank: frances ig? i dont really like it but cant come up with something else. i think she still has a buzzcut, with her mom being military and all. she wears the same stuff and is still buff and fat and shes got broad shoulders and i love her sm.

reyna: honestly i think ryan would suck for him so like i found reina as a masc name, so... idc if yall dont like it. i do. so. he's got a shorter more military cut, like what that main percy fanart is? love him as well. they're honestly so similar.

clarisse: changed to clarice. with choppy oily and also dry hair at the same time. its like a bit past his shoulders but not very clearly because its so choppy. he always wears a bandanna too.

selena: adding her bc i love her. selenus maybe? going with greek inspired names but you all can give me ideas, so. i think he's got very nice hair, very smooth, very silky. cant decide if its long and he braids it like a pretentious bitch or he has it like a weird little anime boy. like the basic shiny shit, with bangs.

beckendorf: though his name is charlie. i think it would be charlotte obvs. she's got shoulder length braids because working in the forge is better when your hair is short. shes still buff again, still percy's bisexual awakening.

nico: don't know how i forgot him. niccolà. she has pretty short hair, only a little emo, i think she's got a strip of it dyed blonde that switches between bright neon colors and j blonde depending on the mood. will does it for her.

will: willa, or willow. so pretty. she always has it in a bun because she's a medic and you cant get hair in your face when youre doing a surgery. nicco def calls her willoughby. she also has bangs but pins it out of her face with bobby pins or shiny girly hair clips. sanrio hairclips. nicco uses them too. bc theyre girlfriends.

coach hedge: still coach hedge. but maybe hester bc i like it. same hair, basically j hedge but butch

chiron: legally cant sjow boobs but totally would bc centaut things. same name. long ponytail shes got greys and mr d fucking loves them. forced to put it in pigtails with the party ponies. french braids too.

last but least sally: sal. is still aspiring writer, still has a ponytail. he still is a heartthrob at his candy shop. not balding because hes a god jk but not rly. his hair is also greying both in a sexy way, like middleage dilf kinda thing.

i'll reblog with the gods and others i forgot.

@genderbenduniverse

[kicksnscribs]

Lol I found my VA list for my Lost Light stuff:

(Listed with the characters I use to inspire their mannerisms as well!)

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Leigh Warren (OC obvs): Heather Headley (Nala - Lion King Broadway musical

Swerve: Don Delouise (Tiger-Fievel Goes West)

Minimus Ambus/Ultra Magnus: Sir Ben Kingsley (Bagheera - Jungle Book)

Brainstorm: Charlie Day (Newton Gieszler-Pacific Rim)

Prowl: Darin De Paul (Samuel Hayden - Doom)

Sunstreaker: Ron Pearlman (Hellboy)

Megatron: Christopher Judge (Kratos - God of War)

Rung: Christopher Robin Miller (Professor Layton)

Repugnus: Danny Devito (Always Sunny)

Grotusque: Dave Bautista (Drax the Destroyer - Guardians of the Galaxy)

Whirl: Mackenzie Crook (Ragetti - Pirates of the Caribbean)

Getaway: Jason Isaacs (Ra’s Al Ghul - Batman: Under the Red Hood)

Hound: Carl Lumbly (Martian Manhunter - Justice League)

Ravage: Keith David (The Cat - Coraline)

Cyclonus: Jeremy Irons (Alfred Pennyorth - Justice League)

Thunderclash: Christopher Sabat (Mj. Alex Louis Armstrong - FMA Brotherhood)

Skids: Mike McFarland (Lt. Jean Havoc FMA Brotherhood)

Rodimus: Steven Blum (Spike Spiegel - Cowboy Bebop)

Pharma: Mark Hamill (Joker - Batman Arkham Asylum)

Velocity: Angela Basset (Queen Ramonda - Black Panther)

Nightbeat: Idris Elba (Luther)

Ratchet: Igal Naor (Manberg - Wendell and Wild)

Nautica: Keke Palmer (Emerald - Nope)

Drift: Aleks Le (Sonon - FF VII Remake INTERGRADE)

Characters in Bold are new additions (like literally thought up as I was copying the others from my notes lol)

#Prowl gets the sexiest voice bc he’s my fave lol #I originally had Getaways voice as Chris Pratt as a joke bc I hate those mfs #but then I realized that Getaway would never be able to stage a coup with a voice as bland as Pratts #so I had to change it #maccadams #transformers #transformers mtmte #VA headcanons

[freakingoutthesquares]

Venini

Supporting Sparks Shepherd's Bush Empire, London, 27 November 1999

Sensational. I know I always say nice things about Venini in these reviews (that's my job), but there aren't very many other ways of describing the way they were tonight. Opening for deliciously warped ex-glam perrenials Sparks (surely one of the more inspired double bills of our time), the band well and truly delivered on the promise they've been showing over the past few months.

The inscrutible Charlie Collins was back, squeezing those ever-welcome peculiar noises out of his clarinet and sax (especially notable was an amazing introduction to Exotic Night that recalls nothing more than Roxy Music circa Ladytron), and Ash was much more to the fore, applying liberal amounts of synth to everything. Russell, meanwhile, continues to refine his razor-sharp guitar action towards the pure, ultra-saucy da-dang-da-dang understanding of The Troggs' Wild Thing (but with more effects, obv). Scoff if you like, but I honestly believe that there is no better musical unit in Britain today than Venini.

Much like Charlie and Ash in the musicians' corner, Nick and Debbie have developed an enormously enjoyable on-stage chemistry. Clearly relishing having a nice big stage to play with, Debbie will vamp shamelessly across the stage while Nick follows her a few steps behind, until she coyly pushes him away. It's at moments like this when you realize that Venini understand: they instinctively know that going on to a stage and playing some pop songs to people doesn't serve some sort of intangible higher purpose. They're there to entertain us. As human beings, we demand fun - damn it, we demand to be ROCKED. And that's what Venini give us - an irresistible alternative to those inescapable self-righteous furrowed-brow Manicsisms that don't sum up nearly as much about what it's like to be alive as a bunch of rollicking good tunes about nicking your boyfriend's Jag and wanting to shag dwarves.

Venini have attracted criticism in the past for being "contrived", "pretentious" or (worst of all) "ironic". Those who level such criticisms are missing the point by a million miles. Venini, you see, are very much 4 REAL. The alleged "glam posturing" may be glam, but it can never, in any sense of the word, be posturing. They're not kids playing around with an image that they don't understand. There is no irony involved at any point. They're as cool as fuck, they know it, and they want us to know it too. And what could possibly be wrong with that?

Mark Sturdy

Source: Mark Sturdy

#venini #russell senior #gig review #sparks

[roanniom]

💕 + 😬

Cece ♥️ how are you this evening? (It’s evening where I am, but obvs not sure for you lol)

💞 Who's your comfort character?

Right now I’m just writing for Eddie and Steve and I can definitely say Eddie is the comfort character of the two. I LOVE Steve with all my heart but Eddie is just so warm and fuzzy in my brain. Like I just HC him as being an enthusiastic, energetic, over dramatic sweetheart generally speaking, and I need that in life!!

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

Oh Jesus Christ they can’t find any of them. They are all so mortifyingly, humiliatingly smutty and while I have no ACTUAL shame about writing them, I would cease to be if anyone made the connection. I feel like Come and Help, my most recent fic that you inspired is particularly incriminating. Because I DO want to be fucked from behind by Eddie while Steve fucks my throat. It’s just so real and i would evaporate for a real person from my life to see into my soul like that lol. Any of my Charlie Barber fics with daddy!kink would also literally cause me to perish if anyone found them lmao.

Thanks for asking lovely!

#get to know issa

[sammyblep]

hi here’s my jazzbandnatural lineup (special thank you to the mcrnautral server for inspiring like half of these):

rhythm section: -cas on piano because jazz piano is a weirdboy instrument -crowley is also on piano and he’s jealous that dean likes playing with cas on piano more than him -dean on drums because Masculinity and Athletic and Performative Persona (secretly he loves playing percussion more than drums but shhh) -eileen on bass! She’s the most badass person in the band!! Absolutely the section leader. Sam is technically also a bassist but he is leagues below her -JO IS A KILLER GUITARIST I WON’T HEAR OTHERWISE

trumpets: -kevin on first trumpet because he’s an overachiever like that -balthazar probably? he’s a pretentious little shit this feels like it makes sense. he and kevin probably have a first-trumpet second-trumpet rivalry

trombones: -charlie plays trombone and she’s the shortest in the section but everyone loves her -jack also plays trombone!!! -mary isn’t sure how she got here but her grandson roped her into playing trombone so. here she is. she’s uncertain as to whether or not she likes it yet but she’s not bad

saxes: -gabriel! plays bari sax!!! he’s so fucking obnoxious but he’s also a KILLER soloist so everyone love-hates him -sam is lead alto sax (doubles on flute AND clarinet) because he’s an overachiever and also because him with little instruments is funny. please imagine sam winchester in his 6.5-foot-glory wildly improvising with a tiny saxophone in his hand -claire plays tenor sax because she’s a bad bitch like that -anna milton is probably other tenor sax

special mentions: rowena is their frequent guest artist (guitar and voice) that everyone in the band has a bit of a celebrity crush on (except crowley obvs) and whenever she shows up to a rehearsal everyone is HYPED. Linda Tran is a chaperone who is actually more wild than the kids. Bobby and Ellen are the grumpy chaperones and Rufus stops by once a month to tell them all how to actually play jazz

and courtesy of @lobotomycastiel chuck is their band director who they all hate and play tons of pranks on when they’re road tripping to festivals

#rambels #spn #jazzbandnatural #NOT tagging people oh my god. but also i love this #i want them all crammed on a shitty tour bus on a seventeen-hour drive to the reno jazz festival #catching redeyes to monterey jazzfest and the berklee competition #niche au's for me and like two other people. gimme

[darknessisafriend]

Hey! I love your writing so much!!! Could i pls request a Joaquin x Reader where they've been close friends for like a couple yrs now and theyre just hanging out or smth together one day and eventually fall asleep together. As one of them is falling asleep tho, they tell the other that they love them (doesn't matter to me who says it first, w/e fits best 😂) nd obv the other overhears it nd then like the next am or w/e they talk about it nd confess their feelings nd start dating. Thank you!!!💖

Hey thank you for the request! I finally wrote it and I hope you will enjoy <3 

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction inspired by what we see of these people, I do not claim to know them nor to establish this work as the truth about their personal lives, the realities might be completely different.

                                             First date?

“See? This movie was great!” You exclaimed as you entered Joaquin’s home with a big smile.

“Right…I wasn’t expecting it; it was pretty good; I’ll recommend it to my sisters.” He admitted, closing the door behind you, taking off his hoodie and throwing it on the couch.

“I think Rain will particularly love it.” You replied, taking off your shoes with your feet, keeping on your hoodie, well, the hoodie he had given you. Even if the weather was warm, you loved keeping it on, wrapped up in his smell.

“Yeah, definitely.” He passed a hand through his hair, following you to his kitchen. You were so used to come to his place, it was as if you lived in it and it made him smile. Even more, when he saw you being happily greeted by Soda, giggling as he licked your face.

“Awwww I missed you too, my snuggle bear!” you beamed kissing its head before getting up and letting Joaquin pet his dog. You watched him, those two had an incredible bond; you saw it not only now but also every time you came to his home for dinner, to watch a movie or simply because you missed him.

“So, what are we cooking my dear vegan chief?” you put your hands on your hips, hungry and eager to start.

“Well, what do you want to eat?” he grinned putting his hands on the central counter, slightly leaning towards you.

“Why not some vegetables lasagna?” you suggested with an excited grin. He had been vegan for longer than you are, so naturally you loved when he gave you cooking lessons.

“Sure. It’s not a ten-minute thing you know? We’ll have to keep ourselves busy while it cooks.”

“Well it’s not like you were a boring guy.” You teased him, and he arched an eyebrow in return.

“I’m a boring guy.” He declared, shaking his head in disbelief.

“You’re not!” you instantly retorted with a giggle, smashing your hands on the counter.

“Yes I am! What are we gonna do? Like just talk or play or read, nothin’ exciting.” He replied modest, he always had a hard time understanding why people found him interesting.

“But you know I love doing those things with you! Come on let’s start cooking, boring man.” You gave him a big kiss on the cheek and went to take an apron for yourself and him. As your back was turned on him, you didn’t notice his little blush at your kiss; you often did it, but it still had the same effect on him.

The two of you started cooking, rarely talking and mostly focused on your tasks, washing and cutting the vegetables, preparing the pasta. But with Joaquin, often silence spoke better than words…you threw looks at each other, full of tenderness and playfulness. And of course, little smiles followed, but those were more discreet, shy…each time your fingers accidentally brushed over his, your heartbeat would increase and your cheeks get flushed; what you didn’t know is that Joaquin felt the same; just like he didn’t know about the growing affection you had for him.

“Here, put the layers of eggplant like that…” he indicted in a murmur, as if to not trouble the peaceful silence of the room. Joaquin moved to get the tomato sauce on your left side, his arms basically wrapping around you in the process. You didn’t know if you two were always so close, but you only noticed today or maybe Joaquin was being bit more tactile today…in any case you didn’t complain and you enjoyed it.

“Alright, now we let it cook for 45 minutes. Time to be patient.” Joaquin broke the silence; cleaning is hands on a dish towel. You took off your apron and smiled at him, already thinking of what you could do while it cooks.

“Let’s go in the garden; it will be soon dark. Let’s watch the sunset.” You suggested softly, Joaquin nodding with a little smile; he loved to spend time in nature, and even more when it was with you or his family. He followed you outside and Soda too, he was such a clingy dog and you loved it.

You went to sit in the grass and finally laid down, watching the many warm colors of the sky, slowly disappearing, letting a few stars appear…it was always a wonderful sight. Joaquin quietly joined you, laying down beside you, Soda resting his head on his belly, Joaquin’s fingers distractingly scratching its head. He felt your gaze on him and briefly met your eyes, you gave him a gentle smile, slightly blushing; he had caught you staring at him, once again.

The both of you stayed silent, focusing back on looking at the sky and listening to few birds that were still singing at dusk. You thought about this moment you were spending with Joaquin, all the moments you had been spending with him lately. There wasn’t a day where you didn’t at least call him; he was constantly part of your thoughts, how was he feeling? Did he think about you when you are not together? And in which way did he think about you? Could he feel more than friendship for you one day? You were pushed out of your thought by a soft and constant sound, finally realizing it was Joaquin who seemed to have fallen asleep, he was breathing deeply, almost sounding like a light snore.

You slowly shifted towards him, resting on your elbow. You detailed his peaceful face, his thick brows, his pouty lips with his unique scar, his silver hair…the most handsome silver fox you had ever met. You hesitated before slowly letting your fingers brush the features you loved so much.

“I love you…” you whispered, leaning forward to place a feather-like kiss on his cheek, right at the corner of his mouth. You wanted to kiss him, but who knows how he would react…you softly smiled and as gently as you could laid your head on his chest; listening to his heartbeat, you noticed how it was actually rather fast, he must have been really tired…

You quickly drifted off to sleep, lulled by his steady breathing. But that sleep was of a short time when you were awakened by the timer of the oven, it was ready and your nap close to Joaquin already over. You met Joaquin’s look as he realized how close your body was to his, you had really slept on him.

“Come on, let’s check our lasagnas before it burns.” You replied in a low tone, your eyes briefly lingering on his lips; you should go back inside before he asks why you were on him. And you got up, Soda following you eagerly. Joaquin watched you for a few seconds puzzled by the whole situation, he had to talk about this, no matter how uncomfortable it would be. He soon reached you in the kitchen, you were taking out the plate from the oven and put it down on the counter with a smile.

“Damn that looks great! We’re going to-” but you were interrupted by the face your friend made; he looked nervous and careful. “What is it?”

“I heard what you said. Back in the garden.”

You opened and closed your mouth several times, not knowing what to say “Oh…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make un-…” he cut you off by putting his hand on yours, his thumb soothingly stroking your skin.

“Hey, it’s all good! I just want to talk about it...” He flashed you a little smile, perhaps himself a bit nervous and licking his lips before speaking “I like you too…very much.” He started, looking at you to assess your reaction to his words. Your eyes detailed his face, he was waiting for your reaction and honestly you didn’t know how to react. Was he really telling you that the feeling is mutual?

“Huh…really? Very much?” you pushed to make sure you had understood correctly.

“Yes, I…I think I’m in love with you.” He clarified, scratching the back of his head, yes it was a bit uncomfortable to talk about that but if that meant a chance to end up together, he was willing to. Your heart missed a beatt, you pinched your lips together to stop squealing in joy like a crazy girl, but it made you so happy. You moved your fingers to lightly caress the back of his hand, a little smile slowly forming on Joaquin’s face.

“Well, why don’t we make this dinner our first date?” you suggested sweetly, kissing his cheek. Joaquin met your eyes, in the end it wouldn’t change much, you loved each other greatly already but he will finally be able to show you fully how much you mean to him.

Joaquin’s squad: @arcticmonkais​ @amourtiara @sirianfromsixties @sweetness-doesnt-touch-my-face @live-love-loki @lyoongx @skaravile @jaylovesbats @niniita-ah @dirtyginger @valentina15  @cumberbitching @weirdflecksbutok @charlie-sisters @stardancerluv @sgtsavoytruffle @ohcarlesmycarles @rajacero

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#Joaquin Phoenix #joaquin phoenix imagine #joaquin phoenix x reader

[hotdamnhunnam]

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

T. Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

[from this Fanfic Ask Game]

Thank you for the asks! 💙

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

I wouldn’t say that any of my fics are inspired by my personal experience per se (tbh my life has been pretty boring anyway 😝)… but given that I really envision myself in the reader’s position when I’m writing fanfics, I do write myself into the reader character in lots of ways (while of course trying to avoid specific characteristics). She is a better and more badass version of me basically.

If I had to pick, here are a couple examples of somewhat personally-inspired fics –

In Jax Teller: Pro Boner, reader like me is a lawyer 👩🏻‍💼⚖️

In You’re Wet, You’re Naked, reader is a smutty fanfic writer ✍🏼🔞 though obvs I can’t relate at all to the fact that Charlie likes her 😂

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

I honestly can’t think of any…? Admittedly I’ve been a lot more focused on writing fics rather than reading lately... I’m sure there are some tropes that I’d find less appealing than others, but for the life of me I can’t recall a single trope that I’ve disliked from all my time on tumblr 🥴

Thanks again, and hopefully that satisfactorily answers your questions! 🙃

#ask game #writer asks #charlie hunnam

[tommyspeakycap]

Torn Apart

pairing - shelby sister x shelby family (platonic obvs)

word count - 1,835

request - so, when WW2 comes around, Finn would probably go off to war with Arthur, Tommy and the others (let’s pretend John isn’t dead) and I was wondering how our shelby sis would react when either they go off to war or when they come back

a/n - this was all written in under an hour on my phone bc the inspiration struck me (literally while i’m in the bath lol) so sorry in advance for the grammatical errors that are bound to be here and also how shitty it may be

It was you who found out first. innocent as ever skipping out to collect the paper, the man on the bike asked if you had heard the news and you said no. He said, "Go inside and turn on the radio." And that you did, as you did every morning, first into the kitchen to wait for Tommy, Lizzie, Charlie and Ruby. It was your shrill screams that had Lizzie running down the stairs so fast she almost tripped and had Tommy thundering through the house faster than he ever had, stumbling over his feet from his office.

Lizzie turned off the radio before the announcement had the chance to repeat itself, so neither could understand what had gotten you in this state until you wailed, "Not another fucking war, Tommy!" As they both had tried to collect you in their arms. Tommy almost drew back, his heart falling into his stomach. He hoped this was so kind of sick joke.

He reached for that radio and turned the dial just in time to hear Neville Chamberlain announcing that Hitler refused to move his troops from Poland, and therefor the Allies has declared war on Germany once again. He felt sick to his stomach, his legs failing him just as yours had. He held you to him and Lizzie wrapped her arms around both of you, knowing she needed to be strong. Tommy knew he would have to go because he was 1) of age and 2) a former sergeant major, but wondered if it could really be any worse than the first time. He wonders if he'll ever survive a second one. Unlikely if it has as many casualties as the Great War. The war to end all fucking wars, they said. Now Tommy holds his sister, who wasn't quite young enough to be lucky enough to not remember the first, sobbing in his arms. It took years for Tommy to coax his sister back out of her shell after the trauma and destruction she'd seen on the home front, and now she was old enough she'd likely be recruited as a young nurse for the front lines - with no more luck than the soldiers themselves.

Finn would have to go this time too. Tommy's not so baby brother would have to go this time around too. Finn liked to think he was a strong soldier, and truthfully in regards to the Peaky Blinders, he was. But Finn wouldn’t last out there, especially if it lasted another four years. You knew this too. You knew that Finn wasn’t built for that, he was too soft still. Finn would have a hard time, as most would, watching his friends die beside him. Your mind then went to Arthur. You reckoned that Arthur would be petrified. The first war had taken every sane part of his mind and turned him into a violent, violent man. You also felt though, that maybe Arthur was built for this because it was almost undeniable that he was most coherent now when he was fighting. This would likely be how your eldest brother went out. You wondered if any of your family would come back.

Then thoughts slowly drift to Michael, who has no idea what he’s in for when he’s recruited. Michael who is far too soft for the war he’ll likely die in. You were losing everything here.

The family gathered in Tommy’s sitting room. It didn’t matter than Michael and Gina had been all but kicked from the family, they were there. Polly was holding her son, knowing it might well be the last time she does. You sat shoulder to shoulder with Finn. Tommy finally had returned from his office to be with the rest of his family and so could no longer be heard in that office unleashing his wrath upon the walls. Glasses flying, grunts of anger, papers flying. Screaming at the top of his lungs in anger “Another fucking war!”

Nothing mattered anymore.

That night, a family already devastated, still fucking devastated by the effect of the first world war preparing themselves for the horror of a second. That family, your family preparing themselves to mourn the loss of men who haven’t even left yet. Polly and Lizzie are to take over running the business with yours and Ada’s help so long as you can while probably having to lend a hand with nursing. Ada was hysterical knowing her son was old enough to be recruited and given the war lasted any longer than a year and a half, so too would Charlie Shelby be. Your uncle Charlie would have to stay, he exceeded the age limit and was not fit to fight anymore. He would help with the transporting of goods as he always had, lending support where was needed. It pained you that he would have to see the boys he’d raised like sons lost to another war.

It pained you also to consider what Tommy would be like even if he did survive another war. The first one had stolen laugh and his smile. You assumed the second one would take so much more. Tommy had gained back only slivers of happiness, but if he survived you wondered if he would really be alive, you doubted that. The first war had stolen Arthur’s sanity. Stolen the goodness of his heart and his innocent smiles. A second one would take everything from him. This war was going to turn Michael into Tommy and Finn to Arthur, presumably. It was going to harm those who made it out just the same way as had happened to the men who made it out the other side in November 1918. It’s going to take lives and friends, brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, tear families apart, create orphans, ruin lives, ruin land, tear entire countries to shreds. You knew for a fact it would, as WW1 had, would make fearful men out of innocent boys. It would put men in psychiatric institutes and leave the bourgeoisie in their protected palaces with ensured safety still thinking of nothing but personal gain, still.

Those who refused the clutches of fighting, pitting man against man in the name of their country, would face fates possibly worse than the front lines. Women would pick the country back up. Women would run the factories, make the bombs, send the bullets, tend to the wounded at home and on the front, rear the children and maybe even join the fight this time around.

The world was falling apart around you. Your world. It was shattering. Tommy wouldn’t let you go, maybe he couldn’t. Not even when Arthur wrapped his arms around you both or when Finn joined in too. Not when the entire family ended up a massive group hug. You all slept in the sitting room that night. The fire crackling, squeezed between your brothers with a blanket and duvets strewn over you. Heavy, sleeping breathing was echoing in the room. Everyone was exhausted from crying and worrying and yelling. Everyone was shattered. Everyone knew that half the people in this room would be here whenever this wretched war ended.

This was awful.

“You alright?” Tommy asks from beside you, one of his arms around you and the other around his daughter. Everyone seemed to be asleep except for you and the brother who raised you. You have no doubt Tommy realises how stupid his question is. “I can’t do it all again, Tommy. What if you guys don’t come back, what happens then?” You hear Tommy sigh, not out of annoyance or irritation, but fear and understanding almost. “Then you’ll move on. You’ll keep fighting so we can win this. I fought that first one for you, to protect you and Finn and Polly and everyone else back at home. I’ll do this same this time. For as long as I can. I’ll be dying for something that needs to be done.” He sounds so much calmer than you imagine he is, but his voice is a kind of raw with emotion that you haven’t heard in years.

“Why aren’t you scared?” You whisper back, “Or mad?” He had listened to that call to arms by Lord Kitchener 21 years ago and he had responded. He walked down the street to where the recruitment stalls had been set up. He walked in with his elder and younger brother in front and behind him. They got their check together, were given their uniforms together, folded in their arms. Then they walked home together in silence, told their Aunt Polly, who screamed and their two young siblings who sobbed. Now, in the morning he would do the same. He would walk to where the recruitment stalls were set up with elder brother and now his even younger brother in tow, the ghost of the brother who walked with him two decades ago looming over their movements, probably exclaiming that the bastards promised the first would be the last from beyond the grave. He would have every right to be scared and mad and sad. It’s not fair.

“I am scared,” Tommy states, pausing for a moment. “And mad. I’m fuckin petrified (y/n). But being mad and scared isn’t going to change what I need to do to keep my family safe.” Another beat of silence ensues before you speak up again after a sad sigh. “I’ll miss you, Tom. So much.” You feel him nod. “I’ll miss you too, sweet girl. More than you know.” He responds softly, rubbing your bicep with his hand gently.

“And you’ll come home to us Tom? You’ll try your best? And make them promise too?” You only look up at him now, and despite the solemn look on his face that tells you it’s unlikely that your brothers and cousin will return, he nods his head. “Yeah. I’ll try my best.”

“Won’t we boys?” You didn’t know how many of them were awake until you heard Michael respond; “Wouldn’t get rid of us that easy, eh?” And Arthur makes an “Mhm.” Sound in firm agreement, followed by Finn’s “Definitely.”

You doubt very much that making them promise you they’ll come back will hold true for all of them. Your heart is bound to be broken with that promise, it’s not one that could be easily kept. The pains that’ll come to the people after this war will likely outweigh any feelings of joy you might feel for the victory. You stand to lose a lot here. You stand to lose half your family. You’ll pray to God every day to keep them safe, but for now, Tommy continues to rub your back and Arthur scoots closer to your body. Your family is here now and you will time just to stop and freeze like this forever, because come morning, your world as you know it will be torn apart.

#ngl this one was painful to write #i feel like i chanelled a lot of emotion into this for some reason #shelby sister reader #shelby sister #shelby!sister #shelby sister fic #shelby sister oneshot #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fic #peaky blinders oneshot #request #anon

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For your fanfic asks: b, f, u and y 😊

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

oh yeah, for sure!! specifically, some sun has got to rise deals with my feelings after my nonna and aunt hellie died, and has some scenes that are direct reflections of what i saw there. i'm bouncing (off the walls) (which is still need to finish omg) is kind of a fun exploration of my adhd, gooooo pride! draws from my 13 years of soccer experience even tho i obv don’t play for the nwsl lol, you can't ride in my little red wagon! borrows a lot from my years as a camper and counselor at summer camp, and vic’s vaporub steals from when i got sick back in march lmao

F: Care to share a favorite hurt/comfort fic?

bro, there are so many!! i looked thru ur tags and it seems like u like the 100, which i haven’t watched since mid s3 but i found this fic a while back which is very very good. rly anything by that author is worth the read! and for the people who still follow me for legends stuff, this fic is v good and i’ll rec it at any opportunity

U: A pairing you might like to write for, but haven't tried yet.

i think it’s a crime i haven’t written amaya/zari, zari/charlie, pike/keyleth or beau/yasha yet. i’d also love to try some keiko o’brien/kira or just ds9 polycule in general lol. and even though we’re years out and i shouldn’t care anymore i’d love to write a fic that’s colleen wing/being a lesbian. oh, and i’d try out maya/carina too!

Y: A character you want to protect.

all of them? all of them. just for the love of god let them to get to process the shit they’ve already been through

fanfic ask meme

#thank u so much for the questions!!!! #ask meme #popchoc