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berberriescorner · 1 year

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🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹several because I want them all!

Not several 😂😂🤣🤣. Ask and you shall receive. I'm going to enjoy this😈.

Let me see what I can do for you boo💜.

This is from an untitled Chris Evans fic: “Dodger. Hey, bud. Are you worried about momma? Such a thoughtful and caring boy. You're right he has been worried about you. Now that I think about it, he hasn’t left the floor on your side of the bed once today.”

This is from an untitled Kevin Atwater fic: “Halstead, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Y/N. We’ve actually been dating for the last six months. This is a pretty odd way for you to find out, but yeah. This my lady.”

This is from an untitled Jay Halstead fic: “Sarge, believe it or not, she dragged me out here,” he stuttered, face flushed with embarrassment.

This is from a future part of my Angel Reyes series "Disastrous Deception." “Angel, please. You have to stop. There’s a house full of people. I’m starting not to give a damn. I’m this close to letting you fuck me right here, right now. Press me up against a fucking wall already.”

Can you tell the f-word is my favorite😩😂🤣?

This is from a Yahya Abdul-Mateen II fic, "My Sweet Empath." This is a lengthy one:

You were trying your hardest to look anywhere but into the camera. Yahya took notice, questioning you again.

“Baby girl. Look at me, please.”

Your gaze settled onto his as you let out a deep sigh. Seeing how sad you looked made his stomach flip. Yahya knew that stare. He should’ve clocked it yesterday when you weren’t as talkative as you usually are.

“Please talk to me. I need to know that you’re alright.”

This is from a Pablo Schreiber drabble. It's from my "Mini Mediators" series (lengthy as well):

“Yes, it gives you the perfect opportunity to argue. You know your sexy mood swing having ass loves a little toxicity.”

You kissed your teeth, “Boy, fuck you. I am not toxic.”

“ Boy, fuck you, would imply that you are.”

The two of you shared a smile as you silently agreed that he was right.

This is from an untitled Deacon Kay (Jay Harrington, SWAT) series: “I didn’t want to interrupt the conversation. I’m glad I didn’t. Who is this guy? What’s his name? How long had he been abusing you?” For a moment, Deacon forgets Hondo’s in the room. His hand gently touches your chin.

Last, but most certainly not least, my baby. Mr. Gang-Friend himself, Rio. This is from a future part of my "Are You Listening?" series: “You gon’ always be my business, mama. I think it’s time you accept that. That’s cute, you know I’m only down for one woman, darlin’. I am starting to wonder though. What was that you said? Ah, yes. Didn’t you say something about making my pockets hurt?”

Hope you enjoy them🥰💓! Be sure to let me know how you liked them. Reblogs and comments greatly appreciated! If anyone else is interested leave a 🌹 in my inbox and I’ll share a line from a WIP.

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spidernuggets · 4 months

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JASON TODD MASTERLIST

Key:

•💔 angst •🌹fluff •🔥suggestive •‼️sensitive topics •🔞 smut ●✨️neutral

Note: I DO NSFW oneshots, but will not be taking requests!!

P.S. Masterlist will ALWAYS be up to date 🥳

Jason Todd Thoughts:

🌹 Proposing

🌹 Holding Hands

🌹 Random HCs

🌹💔 Outbursts

🔞 Headlock

🌹🔥 Showers

🌹 GirlyFem!Reader HCs

🌹💔 Jason Todd, Line Without a Hook

🌹 Making Out w/ Jason Todd

🌹 Orange Peel Theory

🌹 Loser Bf

🌹 When Jason Cries

🌹🔞 Jason's sensitivity

🌹 Reader who Struggles with Reading

🔞 Feral Jason Todd

💔🌹‼️ Jason's Autopsy Scar

✨️ Reader Tells Jason they Think the Joker is Hot

🌹 Reader is Inexperienced in Relationships

✨️ Unlabeled Jason Todd

Jason Todd Oneshots:

💔🌹 When the Members Judge your Relationship

💔🌹 When Jason is in a Coma

💔🌹 Jason Sees Reader After Coming Back from the Dead

💔🌹 Jason Comes Back to you After Leaving with Rose

💔🌹‼️ When Jason Accidentally Insults Reader

💔🌹‼️ When Reader Stops Jason From Jumping

🌹 When Reader Shows Jason Their Plushie Collection

🌹 Jason Asks Reader Out

💔🌹 Jason Accuses Reader of Cheating

💔🌹🔞 Using the Safe Word with Jason

🌹🔥 Jason Todd's Roommate

‼️💔🌹 Reader Gets Kidnapped

💔🌹 Jason Begging you to Stay

‼️💔 Jason Todd is a Loser

🌹🔞 Taking care of Jason Todd

🌹🔞 Leaving the Titans with Jason

💔🌹 Reader thinks Jason cheats on them

✨️Red Hood and the Detective

💔‼️ Reader is Stuck in a Time Loop

💔🌹 Bitchy Reader

💔🌹 Jason makes Reader cry

🌹✨️ Reader's Favourite Superhero is Superman

🌹✨️ Reader is Hank's Sister

💔🌹 Reader Forgives Jason Too Easily

🌹 Inspired by Gorgeous by TS

🌹 Reader Meets Jason's Family/Titans for the First Time

🌹 When Jason Gets Kidnapped

💔 Chemtrails Over the Country Club

Jason Todd Incorrect Quotes:

• Jason On Patrol

• Couple Things

• Shy Jay

• Breakup

• Breakup Pt. 2

• Jason in Court

• Affection

• 6ft Smth Bf

• Gala outfit

Jason Todd Commissions:

•Info

•Examples of my art

•Fanart

Jason Todd Prompt List:

•QUOTE PROMPT LIST HERE

•LYRIC PROMPT LIST HERE

💔🌹Quote Prompt 17

🌹Quote Prompt 24

💔Quote Prompt 18 •Pt 2

💔🌹Quote Prompt 4 & 7

💔🌹 Requested Lyric Prompt

💔🌹🔥 Lyric Prompt 15

🌹 Quote Prompt 16

💔🌹 Lyric Prompt 16

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kookslastbutton · 2 years

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Welcome to my library!

To check out a book, you must be 18+ as my work includes nsfw themes and are not suitable for minors. Secondly, please keep in mind that I write for a diverse audience. OCs within my fics will have minimal physical descriptors. I personally see my OCs as being about 24+ as well, but they are all most definitely 18+.

That said, thank you for stopping by. Please enjoy! 🥰

If you'd like to see older works head over to the archive.

Guide ✒

fluff (🌹) | smut (🔥) | angst (⚡) | favorites (♕)

coming soon...

Drabbles — ✨

End of the Line (M) 🌹🔥⚡//established relationship [1.3k]

"Your relationship with Seokjin hits a bumpy path when he notices you've been spending more time with his friends than him. It's an understatement to say your boyfriend has had enough of it."

Series — 🌙

Those Eyes Chico (M) 🌹🔥⚡♕// slow-burn, coworkers2friends2lovers

"As the new marketing director for Min Yoongi’s upcoming D-Day album & tour, you’re expected to bring your expertise to the table. This shouldn’t be a problem—you’re the best in the business and you’re used to drawing a strict line between your professional and personal life. But what happens when the lines you’ve fought to keep as separate blur for the first time?"

series masterlist

enamored (M)🌹🔥⚡♕//strangers2lovers, independent artist au

"Min Yoongi is nothing who you imagined him to be when you saw him preform at the local cafe in town. Yet little by little he surprises you with his true self, until somehow you find yourself completely enamored with him."

one [4.6k] | two | three

Oneshots — ☁

what love feels like (M) 🔥🌹⚡♕//marriage au, parenting [6.7k]

"Being a mother to a beautiful baby girl and wife to an adoring husband is the most rewarding feeling in the world. But you also work a full-time job, are overtired most of the time, stressed, don't have any alone time, look very different than eight years ago, and sex? Well, that hasn’t happened in weeks. The gravity of the situation weighs on you until one day, all of your deepest insecurities rear their ugly head–that your husband might not love you as much anymore and someone could take him away from you."

take care of you (M) 🔥🌹⚡♕//established relationship, vacation au [7.5k]

"To keep your fiance' from burning out you suggest a weekend getaway to Gapyeong, a charming town about an hour outside Seoul. You've specifically asked him to leave his work equipment at home but like a deep-rooted habit, he still brings it with him. You're left with no choice but to find a way to get his attention back."

Best Intentions (M) ⚡🔥 //s2l, slight thriller, mafia au [3.4k]

"As vice president, you are obligated to attend your boss's wedding–you're also his friend. But while you should be focused on the newlyweds, you find yourself far too interested in the attractive best man and the woman who happens to be his plus one."

Sidelines (M) ⚡🌹🔥♕// friends2lovers, unrequited love [3.6k]

"Best friends since university, Yoongi has always been the first one rushing to your side. But when you fall into his arms after, yet again, another heartbreak, Yoongi reaches his breaking point."

Still got it (M) 🔥🌹⚡♕ //marriage au, pwp [2.3k] (my first bts fic )

"On your 10th wedding anniversary you decide to voice out some slight marital concerns to your husband Yoongi. You also slip out that you don't think he can get you off given the fact that the last time the two of you got it on was months ago. Yoongi makes you eat your words."

coming soon...

Series — 🌙

Guilty Pleasures (M) ⚡🔥🌹♕//loverstoexesto ?, colleagues2?, unrequited love (not poly)

"Three years of being Seoul's power couple earns you nothing but a big fat divorce settlement and your face plaster on every gossip column around town. You're angry, hurt, and desperately want to move on, but worst of all? You're still in love with the man who started the whole mess, even though the most he can ever see you as is a friend. The renowned actor you've hired to be your company's new endorser seems to have a soft spot for you though. He's easy on the eyes, you'll admit, but who actually wants a divorcee like yourself? It's unrealistic really."

series masterlist

Reflections (M) 🌹⚡🔥♕// photography au, modeling au, strangers2lovers [11.3k]

"As a new hire at one of the most prestigious jewelry brands in the world; Adrien & Rosamel in Paris, you've been trying to build your professional portfolio for months. So when global brand ambassador Kim Taehyung comes in for a photoshoot but his personal photographer is unavailable, the company offers the gig to you. Oh of course you take it in a heartbeat—it's a given."

Oneshots — ☁

Loverboy 🌹🔥⚡♕//established relationship [7.1k]

"After a startling conversation with your coworkers, you start feeling insecure about your sexual prowess. You don't initiate as much, you haven't worn lingerie yet, and you're still timid about doing much seducing with your body–are you giving your boyfriend boring sex? Taehyung reassures you that you are perfect and have nothing to worry about."

Baby Maker (M) 🔥🌹♕// pwp, marriage au [2.4k]

" You're pissed at your husband for being late to your weekly baby-making sessions."

Til Death Do Us Part (M) 🔥🌹⚡♕ //marriage au, pwp [2.3k]

"Thinking it be a romantic gesture, Taehyung tosses your GPS out the car window while honeymooning in Italy. Too bad it gets you both stranded in the middle of nowhere though. What the hell are you gonna do now?"

high tide (M) 🔥🌹⚡//established relationship, pwp [2k]

"Due to Taehyung's job as a cruise ship Captain, you are constantly miles away from each other. Weekly phone calls help and this one gets a little nasty and a lot sweet."

Series — 🌙

Guilty Pleasures (M) ⚡🔥🌹♕//loverstoexesto ?, colleagues2?, unrequited love (not poly)

series masterlist

Too Late To Dream (M) ⚡🌹 🔥 ♕//marriage au, age gap

"You did it. You married your college professor. You even bought a house together. Against all odds, everything had fallen into place. But after two years of marriage, you begin feeling something was missing. You want a baby but your husband can’t say the same."

series masterlist (completed)

Love's Remedy, On Fire 🌹🔥//college au, strangers2lovers

"Jungkook is a romantic. He comes from a highly intelligent family who wants him to carry out the lineage. Being this way, he goes to college to be a pharmacist but his friends say college isn't just about studying! With a little persuasion, he goes to his first frat party thinking his hat will help him pick up a girl-or woman he means."

series masterlist (3/4 complete; #4 on hold)

Oneshots — ☁

Can’t Help It, I Love You (M) 🌹🔥♕//established relationship [3k]

"Finally getting a day off, your boyfriend takes you out on a date. Everything is sickeningly sweet until you visit a cute little lingerie store. All he wants to do now is get busy in the dressing room."

prove it to me (M) 🌹🔥♕//one sided enemies2lovers, friend of friend [5.3k]

"I'm not your baby Jungkook. Remember that." Those are the words you say right before jumping into a one night stand with Jeon Jungkook, the man who's constantly annoying you with his college fling stories. You decide maybe just this once, you'll play into his game and prove to everyone that he's no more average than the rest."

in your arms 🌹🔥♕//established relationship, comfort, pwp [1.6k]

"You wake up next to your boyfriend for the first time since moving in with him."

When I Say Forever (M) *requested* 🌹🔥♕// wedding au [4.6k]

"It's your wedding day and the slightly shy yet handsome, doe-eyed stranger who chased after you when you dropped your wallet on the street three years ago just happens to be the man standing before you today." *requested*

Returning the Favor (M) *requested* 🌹🔥⚡//e2l, brothers best friend au [3.9k]

"Your brother's best friend crashes with you for the weekend because he doesn't have room at his place. How delightful for you...especially when you overhear Jungkook telling his buddy over the phone that you couldn't turn him on even if you wanted to—fucking prick. You will not be an object of embarrassment, he will."

Lovin' You Right 🌹🔥♕//neighbors au, inspired by jjk seven, enemies2lovers [2k]

"Your new badass neighbor won't leave you alone. You know the type, the guy your mama wouldn't want you bringing home. He'd break your heart as quick as he'd take it."

no reposting, copying, or translating my work– © kookslastbutton

#bts #bts smut #bts imagines #bts x reader #bts fanfic #jungkook smut #taehyung smut #jimin smut #hoseok smut #yoongi smut #seokjin smut #namjoon smut #bts au #masterlist #btswritersclub #kookslastbutton

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redbleedingrose · 1 year

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Always ~ Part 4

Azriel x Reader

Warnings: Anger um like literal rage, Angst as per usual, drinking, kissing/dubcon lowkey so be warned, fighting, blood, first time writing Word Count: ~ 4.2K

Masterlist, part 5

Summary: You and Azriel have been best friends for years after you joined the inner circle as the top healer in Velaris. But with Elain and Nesta’s recent arrival, Azriel has begun to ignore your friendship in favor of being with Elain. You are heartbroken, and it is Starfall where you will be confined in the house of wind with Azriel and Elain. Everything will be okay though… right?

A/N: OMG hello everyone, thank you so much for waiting patiently for part 4. This is by far the longest fic I have written, and I hope it did parts 1-3 justice. As always, please like/comment/reblog. I especially love the comments and asks you all have been sending me. I am so thankful and overwhelmed by all the support you have shown me this past week! Also, let me know if you would like for me to add you to the taglist. 💘🌹

It had been a couple of hours since Rhys had left your home, you hadn’t moved from the couch since the door had shut, “Make him grovel, sister,” continued to echo in your thoughts as you stared at the hearth ahead that contained only ash from the fire that was roaring this morning. It echoed as you stood from your seat and heard parts of your spine pop as you stretched, it echoed as you moved towards the bathroom to turn the hot water on for the first bath in a week, it echoed as you scrubbed at your skin and deep conditioned your hair. It echoed as you applied kohl to your lash line that enhanced your dimmed eyes, as you pinched at your cheeks trying to form a natural blush, as you applied a berry rouge to your soft lips. All to hide the fact that this past week, you had stayed in bed, crying on and off from your argument with Az, avoiding him and the rest of the inner circle like the plague.

“Make him grovel, sister.”

The outfit you picked out was one that Morr and you had seen during one of your shopping adventures at the Rainbow, and outfit that you had not worn yet, an outfit Morr couldn't stop gushing at you in and apparently made her “weak in the knees.” The black satin top cropped right at your navel, leaving an inch of your skin on display that accentuated your waist complimented with high waisted black leather pants which hugged your thighs and flared right below the knees.

“Make him grovel, sister.”

You stared at yourself through the mirror, slicking your hair back into a tight bun to finish off your look. Despite all the preparation, despite thinking you looked somewhat decent regardless of how you had spent the past week, a lump lodged itself into your throat. The thought of seeing Azriel, the thought of possibly seeing Elain, the thought of seeing them together, the thought of him ignoring you, made your stomach roll. You screwed your eyes shut taking a deep breath in as you did, exhaling softly. Another sharp inhale, another soft exhale. And another soft inhale and sharp exhale later, you opened your eyes again to peer at yourself, swallowing the lump. You know Azriel better than that, if this past week had shown you anything, it was that the spymaster is a very persistent male. Chances were more likely that Azriel would approach you at Rita’s. He would likely pull you away from whatever it is that you were going to be doing to talk to you about what happened on Starfall. He would likely do whatever it took to get you to stop ignoring him, to get you and him to be best friends again, you were almost sure of it. Best friends, the mere notion brings bile to your throat. You weren’t sure how long you could pretend to want that anymore; you wanted more. You wanted him, every part of him: his hazel eyes, his luscious black hair, his beautiful scarred hands, his shadows, his thoughts and attention, and most importantly his heart, you wanted everything that was, is, and ever will be Azriel.

“Make him grovel, sister.”

You approached Rita’s apprehensively with the knowledge that everyone from the inner circle was most likely already there, already a bit tipsy. You almost turned around a couple of times on your journey here, ready to march straight back to your apartment and continue hiding away. The only thing that held you back from doing so was Rhys’s “friendly suggestion,” which roughly translated into: “If you don’t come tonight, I will winnow to your apartment and drag you there myself, and I won’t be very nice about it.” The high lord was usually lenient about most things when it came to members of his inner circle, but was not so forgiving over missing gatherings left and right as I had been for the past week. He requested our presence several times a week, and not always for political purposes; Rhys liked for us to spend time together as a family. Half the time, our inner circle meetings involved fucking around, getting drunk, and not getting anything done. It is what made for some of the best bonding time you had with Azriel, the times that made your heart ache as you remembered them.

“Make him grovel, sister.”

Unsurprisingly, Ritas was packed with faes who were out tonight to celebrate the weeks end. You could hear the music, the laughter, the talking, you could smell the sweat and arousal and drinks, as you stood outside staring at the door in front of you. It burst open suddenly, two males tripping out in front of you laughing at their own clumsiness. When they noticed you, they promptly held the door open already assuming you were about to make your way inside. Another sharp inhale, another soft exhale, you centered yourself before you stepped inside, your gaze was immediately drawn towards the center of the room where males and females were dancing the night away, taking up the majority of the space in the bar. Your eyes slowly shifted away from the scene in front of you to the tables that lining the walls linked with booths, silently hoping that no one was here yet and you could leave with the excuse that you technically had come to Rita’s tonight whenever Rhys would inevitably appearance, eventually spotting the table that was generally reserved for members of the inner circle. Almost immediately, rich deep brown iris’s caught yours, Morr seemed to have detected your presence as soon as you had walked in and smiled softly at you, welcoming you in. The blonde female gently waved at you, dressed in a silk black dress that clung to her, showing off her beautiful curves. She was undoubtedly one of the prettiest females you had ever met, and you were not shocked to learn of Azriel's long time unrequited crush on her. The irony was not lost on you, you felt the same way for him as he did Morr, and yet he remained completely oblivious.

“Make him grovel, sister.”

Your eyes flitted away from hers as you made your way towards the table, clocking in who else had come tonight: Rhys was nursing a glass of whiskey with Feyre on his lap, the both of them talking to Cassian who was sitting next to them. Amren was sipping on what looked to be a deep red wine, lounging with Nesta in the booth, the both of them giving off a threatening appearance just by their bored expressions schooling their faces. You almost tripped over yourself when you realized Elain was also sitting at the table, quietly staring at her wine glass on the table in disdain. In the months you had known Elain, ever since she had arrived in Velaris really, she had refused to come to Rita’s, opting for a night in. You forced another sharp inhale and soft exhale, seated next to her was Azriel on one side and Lucien on the other, both sitting in silence, both awkwardly trying to look anywhere but the female sitting next to them. As you neared the table, you could make out Azriels shadows darting towards you, before quickly slithering back to their master, determined to alert him of your arrival. His gaze snapped quickly to your eyes, hazel eyes boring into your soul as his pupils dilated.

“Make him grovel, sister.”

The spymaster jolted in his seat as if someone had poked him really hard on the most sensitive parts of his wings, before he jumped from his seat, all while continuing to stare at you in silence. His mouth opened and closed several times, no words spilling out as if he were stunned that you had actually come tonight, as if he couldn’t believe it was you standing in front of the table, as if he had never seen you before, almost as if you were an angel that dropped from the heavens right where he was seated. You quickly broke your gaze from his, not wanting to look at him any longer, not wanting to give him the chance to speak to you, not wanting whatever you had going on with him to be made aware to everyone else at the table.

Another sharp inhale and soft exhale. “Make him grovel, sister.” That is exactly what you were going to do.

Your heart and mind were suddenly racing, trying to come up with some sort of a greeting, unfortunately coming up empty as everyone had shifted their gaze towards you now acutely aware of your presence. Elain silently watched Azriel, looking up at him with her doe eyes, clearly looking more upset than she had before you had showed up. Feyre grasped your hand, her warm palm curing into yours, “Sit Y/N, we missed you.” Tenderly, she pulled you into the open seat right next to hers, still holding your hand and squeezing a couple of times while grinning at you. You cleared your throat once, twice, “Hello everyone.” Almost cringing at the awkwardness of the dry greeting you had just given, you pressed your lips together, mind still racing, echoing “Make him grovel, sister,” all over again after seeing Az for the first time in a week.

“What drink would you like for me to get you, pretty girl?” Morr asked you lightly, like she thought you would break if you spoke any louder. It left you feeling flustered and a bit annoyed, you were not going to let whatever is going on between you and Azriel affect you like this anymore. Determined to act nonchalant, determined to act unbothered, determined to continue ignoring Azriel, determined to make him grovel, you take another sharp inhale and soft exhale before responding confidently, “A vodka martini lovey.” A smirk crossed Morrs face,“I will get that for you right away sweets,” as if she had caught onto your train of thought as you were formulating it. She swiftly stood and paced towards the bar; Cassian flung his arm across your shoulder and pressed you into his side, “And where have you been this past week little miss? And who the fuck are you dressed up for, looking so stunning like that.” From the corner of your eye, Azriel tensed across from you, crossing his arms over his chest huffing. You couldn't help but laugh at the general's teasing, warmth spreading in your chest; Cassian always knew how to do that: how to take any darkness that was within someone and turn it into light. It was precisely the reason why you truly believed him and Nesta to be the perfect match. Azriel’s stare fixated on you, observing you, trying to figure out how you would respond to his brother's teasing. You chose to ignore the first question, ““Obviously I had to dress up for your mate,” quickly glancing at her to give her a smirk, “I have to convince her to ditch you and get with me instead.” Amren and Nesta cackled from where they were sitting, Nesta returned a smug look of her own as Cassian gaped at the both of you.

“Make him grovel sister”

Morr returned with your drink in hand as Cass tried to respond, giving you a kiss on the cheek as you grabbed at it. Azriel had yet to say a word to you, to anyone really; he seemed to make out that you would not be giving him the time of day tonight, and was sulking silently, patiently, as if he were waiting for when you would acknowledge his presence on your own. His shadows tried to slink towards you, and the shadowsinger looked almost strained trying to hold them back. Elain had not said a word to either, not to him or Lucien, the question of why the hell she was even here crossed your mind leaving an ugly feeling behind.

After taking a couple of sips of your drink, in between catching up with Cassian and Feyre, you switched your attention to Lucien. His russet eyes meeting yours, “Long time, no see Lucien,” you joked, slightly tipsy from the strength of the vodka, “How have you been?” Next to him, both Elain and Azriel stiffened. You pretend to overlook the fact as he chuckled, “Yes Y/N, long time, no see. I’m doing just fine, thank you, and you?” His brows lifted a little as you maintained eye contact, some type of emotion flitting in his eyes before disappearing though his body remained relaxed against his seat. “I am also doing just fine, Lucien. Did you need another drink?” His glass sat empty in front of him; he leaned forward, eyes still locked on yours, “Yeah, I do Y/N.” You smiled, “Okay, next round is on me everyone,” rising from your seat determinedly to walk towards the bar. “Mind helping me carry them back?” Azriel cleared his throat, the suddenness of it had stunned you; not expecting for him to respond, your eyes flitted towards his, “I can help you,” hazel eyes soft, focused on yours, pleading almost, as he answered you quietly. You swallowed, pressing your lips together, “I wasn’t asking you.” It came out sharper than you had intended. You cleared your throat, “Lucien, will you help me?” Azriel sat back in his seat, jaw clenching tightly and hazel eyes darkening, he shifted away from you for the first time tonight and stared so hardly at the empty whiskey glass sitting in front of him, you thought it would shatter by the force of his gaze alone. Lucien's eyebrows raised almost to his hairline as he glanced back and forth between me and Azriel, in fact, everyone at the table had gone silent watching the interaction that had just taken place, “Uh, yes, absolutely I will help.” He shot up from his seat, the both of you briskly walked away from the table towards the bar. Once you were far enough and blocked from the view of the table by the crowd, he grasped your elbow, gaining your attention as he silently hissed, “What the fuck are you doing? Are you trying to get me killed by the spymaster? He already hates me if you haven't noticed.”

“Make him grovel sister”

You scoffed, raising an eyebrow at Lucien, calmly replying as you continued weaving your way through the crowd, “He does not hate you Lucien. And why would he kill you? You haven't done anything wrong, have you?” His grasp tightened on your elbow, “Of course not! But I wouldn’t put it past him if he killed me because of you!”

“Make him grovel sister”

You squinted your eyes at him, “I don't know what you mean. You will be fine Lucien, he is acting strangely because we aren't exactly on the best terms right now.” He loosened his grasp, “What do you mean?” You sighed before spinning towards the bartender to let him know what everyone's drink orders are, putting off your response for as long as you could. You leaned your elbows against the bar as you waited, Lucien mimicking your posture, his gaze still focused on yours as you murmured without looking at him, “We had an argument on Starfall. And we haven't really talked since then.” He leaned in a little more, nudging your shoulder softly, urging you to continue, “He didn’t like that I was talking to you, considering your mated to Elain, how is that going by the way?” Blowing out a breathy laugh as he ran his fingers through his hair, Lucien screwed his eyes shut, “It's going, that's for sure. She still isn’t really talking to me. Though, um,” he hesitated, “Azriel hasn’t talked to her since Starfall and I can tell it is making her antsy.” Your eyes snapped to his, your pupils had blown in shock, you breathed out a laugh of your own. You didn’t know what to say, so you said the only thing that came to mind, “I'm sorry Lucien.” You lifted your arm and rubbed his shoulder for a second before he opened his eyes again, “Sorry because my mate isn’t talking to me? Or sorry because I can feel my mate desiring another?” You squeezed the shoulder you were rubbing before leaning in and resting your head into the side of his arm, giving him a side hug as bile rose in your throat, “Both I guess.” You couldn’t imagine what he was going through, you and Azriel weren’t even mated and the pain was unspeakable. He only responded with a weak smile before he helped you bring back the drinks the bartender had brought out.

You set the drinks down on the table, catching eyes with Rhys for the first time tonight as you all threw your heads back to take the shots you had bought everyone. The classic feline smirk of his pulled at his lips, nodding at you silently, violet eyes focused on yours. You grimaced as the burning sensation of the alcohol shot down your throat, Azriel had again moved his gaze to yours which you refused to meet, trying to catch your eyes. At this point, the alcohol was taking its full effects, and you would not be responsible for whatever you would say to him in anger. The need to get away tugged at you, and so you did the only thing you could think of doing: you grasped Morr and Feyre’s hands, pulling them both out of their respective seats, and onto the dance floor. They both giggled as you pushed them towards the dance floor, reaching out towards you to keep you close. You pulled yourself away, pacing back to the table, yanking Nesta from where she is sitting. “I heard you are a master at dancing, care to show me your moves?” Surprised by your sudden outgoing nature, Nesta smiled at you, really smiled at you, and it felt as though you were looking at her for the first time. Excitement flooded her irises as she jumped from Cassian's lap. Her hands were filled with callouses from training, and yet they were so soft as you held on, jogging towards the dance floor to join Feyre and Morr who were already grinding on each other. You couldn't help but throw your head back, a belly laugh leaving you, as Nesta dragged you into a dance with her. The music was pounding throughout your head and body, and the alcohol had lowered all your inhibitions, leaving you in a free state. Your hips swayed side to side, your hands running up and down your body, highlighting any curves you had in the soft faelights. Your eyes opened directly staring into darkened hazel ones, a gasp leaving you as you almost stopped, too stunned to continue to move. Just as you were about to, the shock from Azriel slipped from you, replaced by confusion as you felt a male wrap his arms around your waist, grinding into your hips.

“Make him grovel sister,” the words whispering in your mind, the words intoxicating you.

You smiled cruelly, tracing the males forearms before moving an arm to wrap around his neck from behind you, continuing to stare into those beautiful hazel eyes. You turned away for a second to glance at Morr who was grinding her hips onto Feyre’s in front of you, a coy look on her face as she silently nodded at you, silently approving whatever it was you were doing. To be honest, you didn’t even know yourself, all you knew was you were playing with fire, ready to get burned in the process. You gyrated your hips back into the male behind you, moving your neck to the side as he started sucking on the exposed skin, all while staring over at Az whose shadows started darting around his body in a dangerous way. Azriel’s face darkened, his entire aura had turned murderous, a look that you had only seen him give to his enemies was now directed at you, moreso directed at the male behind you. A thrill filled you, butterflies filling your stomach. A flush was making its way up your chest, past your neck, to your cheeks.

“Make him grovel sister”

The male you are dancing with moaned softly into your ear, “You are the most beautiful female I have ever seen.” You broke your gaze with Az, twirled to face the mystery male, and wrapped both your arms around his neck, “I bet you say that to any female you meet.” The male was undeniably gorgeous, as any fae male is: he was tall with broad shoulders, blonde hair slicked back, cerulean blue eyes staring into yours. His hands moved down to your hips, and slightly brushed over your ass. “No, just you sexy.” A smug look on his face as you openly gaped back, “What’s your name handsome?” He leaned his head forward and whispered into your ear making your body shiver, “My name is Jasper.” Silently, he tugged your hips against his, lowering his eyes to your lips, up to your eyes, and back down to your lips. Before you could say anything, he pulled you in for a hard kiss, pressing his hand into your lower back, the other groping your ass. A gasp had left your lips, the opening of your mouth allowing him to practically shoved his tongue into your mouth. You didn’t even have time to think, time to comprehend what he was doing, time to pull back, you could only hear a large growl sound through the crowd. Your body was suddenly torn from Jasper, almost knocking you to the floor with the strength at which you had been yanked away. Another gasp left your now swollen lips, your gaze focused on Jasper who had been knocked onto the floor landing with a hard thud, before your view is obstructed by a tall dark figure, “Did she say you could fucking kiss her?” he snarled out.

His chest was heaving as Azriel stood in front of you, eyes filled with rage, chest heaving as if he had just flown all the way from the autumn court to here without any breaks. The rest of the bar had gone silent, you could practically hear a pin drop if it did. Everyone had moved out of Az’s way, everyone had shut up, everyone now stared at you three in the middle of the dance floor, watching to see what the deadly spymaster would do to the poor male who was staring up at him, terrified, from the ground, clutching his nose that is now pouring blood. In that moment, it had registered that when Azriel had shoved you away from Jasper and behind him, the shadowsinger had punched the male hard, hard enough to break his nose, hard enough to knock him to the ground, and yet, you knew he was holding back. Because if Azriel had put his full strength into that punch, Jasper would be fucking dead.

“Make him grovel, sister.” This was certainly not what you fucking meant.

Once the initial shock had passed over you, unbridled rage spilled into your core, spreading out to your extremities. How fucking dare he? How dare he fucking make a scene in front of everyone? How dare he step in like that? Who the fuck does he think he is? One second he is acting like he can’t give you the time of day too focused on Elain, and the next, he is acting like you are the only thing that has ever mattered; it’s giving you fucking whiplash, and you are sick of it. Your eyes burn with a fresh set of tears, bile rising in your throat, your hand shot out to grip Azriel’s arm tight enough to cut off circulation, and darkness encircled you both.

One second you were standing in the middle of Rita’s, the next you were standing in your apartment having winnowed the both of you, unintentionally, away. He ripped his arm away from yours, whipping his body around to face you, his hazel iris’ practically blackened from his wrath. The fucking audacity. Your own eyes steeled over staring right back up at him. The silence in your home was broken by both of your heaving breaths, sharp inhales and sharp exhales, trying to calm the rage that had filled both of you. You were biting your lip hard enough to draw blood, your nails were digging into your palms pulled into fists so tightly, they were sure to leave indents.

Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.

It wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough. Nothing was enough to stop the fury that spilled out of you, the sound of breaths replaced by the scream that left your red, swollen lips, “What the absolute fuck do you think you are doing?”

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sweetdreamsbuck · 2 years

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I was just re-reading you deserve a soft epilogue, my love and this popped up on my pinterest home page:

https://pin.it/1gHYpch

and I thought if Bucky was roaming the farmers market by himself, these looked like the type of arrangement he’d get for you when he stumbled across them 🥰🌹🌸🌷🌻🌼💐 and if it’s in the beginning he’d be all shy giving them to you.

in layman's terms

beefy bucky x f!reader (you deserve a soft epilogue, my love AU)

warnings: slight angst, entirely too much fluff

wc: 2k!

a/n: this is the first thing i've written in months. i'm feeling a lot of emotions, i really thought i'd never share something on here again– but i'm thankful my brain let me think on the sweetest boy for a brief moment in time. and a special thank you to my Col for always encouraging me and being the best cheerleader ever <3

𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢

The uneven cobblestone streets seem just a bit more solid under Bucky’s heavy boots.

Walking swiftly through the once frightening streets of Bucharest, his careful gait grounds him steady along the known trek, and the low bun laced with your hair tie bounces against his neck as an annoying reminder of the heat– just a couple more errands and he’ll be home with you. A few loose tendrils tickle his skin as his feet briskly carry him towards a cart he remembers you stealing glances at, several times, during your countless walks together.

The smell of honey and loaves of fresh bread swirl by him as he strides past more meaningless produce and knickknacks alike, pondering why you’ve never asked to grab a quick bite and stop to actually admire the flowers now directly in his line of sight.

The crowding of somewhat blurry and familiar faces doesn’t seem to bother him the way it used to– no reason to cause him to cower, to keep his head down with the threat of being seen.

Bucky has you to turn to, to encourage him when he needs reminding of who he is. He has you to go home to. He never imagined walking so weightlessly.

Still as alert as ever, the looming threat of danger is never something that will leave him; but he no longer needs to worry about being unsure of himself in this small bit of his routine. The cart appears right in front of him quicker than he expected, his walk seeming all too short when you’re not there to enjoy it with.

The sun beats down on him with a cool breeze, kinder than it’s been in a very long time– maybe, that’s why a faint smile has been stretched across his lips since he left his apartment. Maybe, that’s why he doesn’t pay any mind to the kids playing a rough game of tag or the loud arguing of the people just behind him. He feels a calm kindness meant for him; Bucky breathes along with it.

The breeze follows his content steps and at the prospect of one of your “secret” joys– one where he finds himself alone and able to indulge in his own selfish desire of loving you–, the flowers and stems you always gleam at, bustling with their vibrant hues of corals and luxurious creams, immediately caught his eye.

The blush of the petals reminds him of the sound of your honeyed laugh; the ghostly whites nestled between an almost neon green array of garnish indulge him with the fuzzy feeling of melting inside your sweet embrace.

Everything seems to remind him of you. Lovely and nothing short of exquisite. It would be sinful if Bucky didn’t buy these– you’re deserving of something almost as telling of your effervescent glory.

Even now, walking alone, the small walkways between seas of overbearing people and bruised fruit now sound of only delicate fingers held tightly in his; of soft whispers nestled just behind his ear only for him to hear; of those hidden kisses teasing at his neck, crashing against the life of his pulse.

Bucky reaches for the arrangement without a doubt in his mind.

“And who might these be for?” the smirk rests playfully in the florist’s brown eyes before Bucky even notices someone standing right there, watching him. It wasn’t meant to be patronizing, but embarrassment and something naggingly familiar floods his chest. The sudden swell is all too warm and somehow, anxieties of being questioned by an unknown person aside, it’s welcomed.

Almost as if he was a 14-year-old boy again. Almost as if he felt his ma’s voice taunting him while she stood over the stove, stirring his favorite afterschool soup in her dented pot and prodding him about the crush she heard him and Steve giggling about.

“My girl. Uh, well my gir– she…”

Girl? His girl?

Did he really say that out loud?

But that wasn’t what had Bucky’s brain diving headfirst 100 miles per minute into the depths of his chest trying to revive the unrelenting muscle.

No, it wasn’t girl. It was the two-letter guarantor of possession sitting right before it.

My.

What were you? Surely, he was yours– wholly and completely.

But what were you?

Looking at the delicate velvet petals brush against his glove– a lot of things, Bucky realizes.

Sunrise and sunset. Understanding. Fresh air. Relief. The bundle of pale petaled softness tucked safely within his black leather gloves. An angel. His angel– his girl.

There was never a defining title placed on it, but hell if he’d let that stop him from claiming something so necessary for once in his damn life.

“They remind me of my girl. And she’ll love ‘em.” His confidence hardly surprises him– these flowers reek of you. How you lay nestled against him at 3 in the morning under cream sheets with the pale white of the moon dusting the tops of your cheekbones, your hands tracing shapes along the scars of his back. How your eyes crinkle looking right at him and that calming, gentle sound that fills the air as you tell him all about your dreams, your fears, your joys.

Bucky could already die a happy man from the overwhelming thought of you, grabbing for the bouquet with the most precious of hands, smiling down at the soft peach petals then up at him with those eyes– like he just handed you the damn keys to every castle in the world.

“Must be a pretty special beauty then, huh?”

Bucky could feel the boyish pink flooding his stubbled cheeks, out of his control and entirely too revealing. And for once, his flustered state doesn’t deter him from looking an intrusive stranger in the eye.

Maybe if you were there with him, that blinding light and stunning glow that seemed to follow you and infiltrate every last molecule of the very air he breathed, he’d find his words.

You’d be there, looking up at him while he stumbled through the sludge of muddled thoughts and feelings, gracious fingers stroking soothingly at the nape of his neck as he laid his heart out for you and only you.

But you weren’t. And how was he meant to explain to a person he had no interest in revealing any part of himself to that his angel was the very strength powering the flow of the waters of the earth; the very life twinkling, lighting the night sky?– That reducing her to a “pretty special beauty”, while undeniably true for every commoner to see, was the closest thing Bucky could think to being an insult?

With a quiet sniffle and a shake of his head, Bucky’s tearful smile told the kind stranger all he couldn’t seem to articulate with words.

No. You don’t understand– she’s not… she isn’t a pretty special beauty. That’s lazy. Words can’t describe what it’s like lookin’ at her, bein’ near her. Bein’ looked at and loved by someone so divine. She’s not… there’s no preparin’ yourself for her. She is beauty.

His ma would be out of her mind with emotions– Bucky knows now, looking into the knowing eyes of this stranger. It’s all she ever wanted for him.

The florist only smiles, handing Bucky the perfectly paper-wrapped bundle with a quick “It’s on me, hope she enjoys them.”

His walk home has an extra incentive of speed in his step. The colors of garments people wear blend together in a frantic flurry with the elements of nature around him, everything a blur but the ingrained compass guiding him home– the promise of his girl waiting there for him.

Milling over every possible way he can present these flowers to you, the most pathetic attempt at showing you a fraction of the way you plague his every breath– there’s no right way to hand these to you.

No. Bucky wishes he could piece together his thoughts eloquently enough to offer his love in the way he so desperately wants to. If he could place his words as well as he’s learned to with his emotions…. Maybe, between the distant scribbles of things he quickly jots down as fleeting memories of a distant time, Bucky could find himself writing the words this beauty of his has gifted him.

Feeling.

Bucky’s no poet, not much of a talker, either. But you make him feel things with the clarity of crystal glass.

Delicate, fragile, sparkling things. Maybe, feeling is just enough.

Maybe, his girl and all the violent thoughts he has surrounding her– how she’s the embodiment of radiance, the very definition of the most torrential depths of beauty– is just enough for Bucky. And he plans to worship the feeling of knowing your beauty for the rest of his days.

The gods above only know the tenderness your soul has granted him. The understanding that there’s more to life than pain; finding that self-healing he’s been able to strive towards with your patient encouragement.

Bucky has no more time to think about how he’ll offer these to you. You open the door the second you hear his hurried and frantic stomps bypassing the elevator, rushing the many flights of stairs 4 steps at a time.

“Bucky what’s–”

“I love you,” never have words been so easy, so heavy and at home in his chest. He exhales them so certainly, hoarse and breathless forming so perfectly between the pink plump of his lips. “I’m so in love with you. And I saw these and needed you to have ‘em.”

He never gets the chance to bashfully feel the weight of actions, doesn’t get to admire the love swimming in your eyes, the tears threatening to spill with that gaze you know there’s no controlling when it comes to him– you rush forward, capturing his lips in a kiss that nearly launches his anxious heart straight into the sanctuary of your palms. Breath escapes him for more reasons than one, melting under your honest passion and the need to have him– to love him as he is. His metal arm latches around your waist, pulling you as close as you can get while standing in his small doorway trying to protect a bouquet of flowers from being crushed.

His hand drifts up your side, caressing the figure he reveres as nothing less than shattering to capture your face. Bucky’s certain he’ll faint from the thrill of feeling you, from the need to keep tasting you– drifting, spinning, floating. It warms you both from the inside out, numbing the sound of the outside world and replacing it with the pulse of need rushing through your veins. It’s so good– forever needing more, more, more him.

How is it never enough?

Cradling his world between his fist, Bucky tilts your head, his restless lips hungrily breathing in you despite the fact you’re both dizzy, on the verge of collapsing and only still standing because of the other. His gloved-metal thumb swipes away the few tears that have fallen, brushing tender strokes into the high point of your cheek.

Soft moans rumble low in his chest, rising and rising to plead for more– the need to always feel your soft lips move so desperately against his, warm tongues claiming the unbridled desire to never stop– he’ll tell you he loves you with every breath he breathes, or the ones only you could steal from him so sweetly.

When you reluctantly break away his lips move to chase yours, and the red flush staining his flustered love-dazed face is enough to make you cling tighter to the back of his neck, pulling him back down to press kiss after kiss over his shy, boyishly babbling face.

“Bucky… they’re absolutely beautiful, baby.” Oh, he knows. He knows all too well– and the breathless way your voice calls for him, those eyes rendering him the most helpless-in-love man of all time– well. He’s an earnest devotee of this fate.

“You’re the beauty in life, angel.”

💐

#bucky x reader #bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky x f!reader #bucky x you #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes x reader #mcu imagine

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olegleus · 1 year

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Feylin playlist 💖🎵✨

Guys, I'd like to share with you my Feylin playlist. 💌🌹

These songs, in my opinion, capture their relationship and feelings very well. Some lyrics describe them perfectly and I even wrote my own interpretation, heh.

Music always inspires me, so I was listening to them while creating my ACOTAR fanart. Hope you'll enjoy my playlist too! 😉

Sleepless by Opale. Fits both of them.

Our dreams come to life tonight/ (Their journey together begins)

Pretty Bones by yeule. Tamlin's POV. His attempts to stop Feyre from escaping The Spring Court and win her trust.

Don't you go leaving me/ You still got a life to go/ (Remember when Feyre was tricked that her father was waiting for her at the manor's gate? Yeah, and Tamlin saving her from all the dangerous creatures)

Closer by Kylie Minogue (one of my favourite songs of all time). The thaw in relations between our main protagonists.

Closer and closer you pull me/ (The start of something great. They both begin to fall for each other)

Number 1 by Goldfrapp. This one also fits for both of them.

Cause you're my number one/ I'm like a dog to get you/ (Remember the Fire Night? When Feyre went for Tamlin, when she should have stayed at home? Lol, exactly!)

NOT HUMAN by ionnalee. Tamlin's POV. Fits perfectly with his state of mind during the Fire Night.

Oh, oh! With you, it's magical/ The urge is animal/ I'm not human/ (Wow, maybe it is really about THAT scene?)

Lucky Girl by Fazerdaze. Feyre's POV. It's soo her.

Are the walls getting closer as I'm getting closer to you?/ (Do you recall the scene where Tamlin immediately got closer to Feyre in the dinner room? That's the line!)

My Confession by Dan Salvato. Although it's just a melody, it speaks so much even without words. Tam and Feyre's night together, his confession and the next day when Feyre leaves him.

Symphonia IX (My Wait Is U) by Grimes. Feyre's POV. Her time without Tam.

See, my wait is you/ (She's waiting for Tamlin to return and bring her back to their manor)

Halfway to Nowhere by Chelou. Fits both of them.

To speed the process along, I came to tempt fate/ (Feyre's going to Under the Mountain to free Tamlin and accept all the challenges)

Die Young by Tsunami J. Feyre's POV. The UTM events.

So I don't wanna die young/ I just wanna go home/ I don't wanna go alone/ (Feyre wants her life with Tamlin in Spring Court and she won't leave without him)

Fountain by iamamiwhoami. The final battle and Feyre's rebirth.

Riding this giant wave untied/ Let it wash me clean/ (She finally got the answer to the riddle, but it seems that it's too late for her)

Bel Air by Lana Del Rey. Feyre's POV. The end of all the darkness. Such a beautiful song! Honestly, every word is on point. If I were to direct an ACOTAR film, this would definitely be on the soundtrack!

Remedy, sunshine/ Can you fade inside of mine?/ Darling, I'm waiting to greet you/ Come to me, baby/ (They're standing at the hills watching their beloved manor. The war is over)

Someday (I Will Understand) by Britney Spears. Very soothing ballad to close the playlist. It depicts our couple's emotional rehabilitation.

No moment will be more true/ Than the moment I look at you/ (They will solve all the problems through an open talk and find the strength to move on)

That's all! Thank you so much for reading! 🙏💜

#Spotify #feylin #Feylin Forever #tamlin #pro feylin #my playlist #acotar

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respitelocklyre · 1 month

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Notification: Respite💀🌹⚰️ shared a story! Say hi!

[The following update is posted in the form of a video]

[ID: A vertically-oriented video depicting a black and white tiefling with long, upwards-spiraling horns, silver hair, and brown eyes. They are filming themselves walking down a dirt path. Surrounding them are various stalls selling wares; it is night time but the market is well-lit with various magical lighting sources. Walking next to them and slightly out of frame is a taller owlin. He is brown and white, with tufts of feathers sticking out here and there. He's wearing a sleeveless leather jacket and an assortment of necklaces decorated with bones, teeth, talons, etc. His wings are tucked behind his back. The tiefling is smiling at the camera while they talk and the owlin waves at the camera.]

Transcript:

Hey guys! I thought it would be fun to hop on my stories quick to show you all this super cute pop-up that I'm at! I'm here with Javvy! [the tiefling holds up their arm to show that they're holding hands with the owlin] It's called the Seelie Market! It's this fae night market that showed up outside the Strixhaven campus today, and I can't tell you how gorgeous and, like, kind of eerie it is.

[The camera flips to show the rows of stalls lining the illuminated pathway as they continue walking]

Not in, like, a bad way, but in a cool, mysterious kind of way; the atmosphere here is still festive! It's kind of circus-y but like..."dark carnival" sort of circus. Plus, look at all these artisan vendors. It's sooo important to support small businesses, y'know? They don't even use gold here, it's all trade based, like a little creative commune! If you're in the area or see that it's coming your way, you should def check it out!

[The camera flips back to show the couple again, but mostly the tiefling]

The first vendor we hit up was a literal talking dog that was, like, selling a bunch of cute trinkets. All you had to do was trade a trinket of your own to get one. Javvy got me this beautiful set of hairpins [the tiefling turns their head to show off a shining, opalescent pin in their hair]. We literally just left my friend Mettie there because I knew he wasn't ever gonna want to leave- I think one time he spent, like, 2 hours in front of a single shelf at an antique store back in our hometown.

[Turns to the owlin, laughing] Did I ever tell you that story? Oh, my goddess, I think I ran around the place, like, 10 times before he'd finished inspecting everything and holding the old guy who ran the place hostage by asking where he got every little trinket. He seemed happy to have someone to talk to at first, but, like, we didn't even have any money 'cuz we were kids- the old guy got soooo pissed when we left without buying anything. [Pauses] Well, okay, he might've been mad because I did break a tea set. He didn't let us back in unless we had money after that.

[the camera flips suddenly to show a bunch of fruit stands] Wait, look! They even have a farmer's market kind of thing going on. There's fruit stands all throughout. The berries were really fresh, and the prices were [pauses] uh...basically dirt cheap. Really good deal for locally sourced produce.

After that we went and got our fortunes told, too! They have this cute setup for tarot readings right in the center of the market! [The tiefling holds up an intricately decorated card labeled 'The Throne'] They even let us keep the cards! I got this one- it was something about, like, new responsibilities and how only I'd know if I was ready for them when the time came? I guess I need to do some introspection. Jav got a reading, too- [Glances at the owlin] uh, but...I mean, the whole thing is definitely bogus, even if it is fun!

I know Mire and Willow went in ahead of us, but they seemed pretty set on seeing the rest of the fair so I didn't get much of a chance to talk to them about their readings. Willow has been way interested in seeing the masked guy on the poster- I think it's the main act in the little circus performance they put on! They probably headed in that direction. Last I saw Sersh I "encouraged" her to get a reading, too... Hopefully the psychic gave her whatever card tells her to stop being such a boring stick in the mud [snickers].

I'm not sure where Lulu or- [grimaces] ugh, wait, I see Thad by those cute dolls I wanted to look at, actually. Did he buy something...? [Huffs and begins walking faster, pulling the owlin along] Whatever, we'll go there later. There's plenty of other stuff to check out first, like [pauses, squinting at something in the distance] the card collector? Sure, let's go see what that guy's all about. [Turns to the owlin] Does that sound good? [The owlin nods and agrees] Maybe they take the cards we got from our fortunes and do something with them...?

Alright, guys, I'm gonna hop off while we check the rest of this place out! I'll be back on later if anything cool happens, [they glance over at the owlin] or I might just post a little update-slash-summary video tomorrow so I can enjoy my date [the tiefling winks at the camera before the video cuts].

#Strixhaven life updates

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cinamun · 1 year

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Listen, Cin, these are for you 💐🌹🌻 because you be out here doing a thing. You hear me? Lol. It's the fact that I had to literally sleep on it before I came back and picked up where Hope & her vortex had me fucked up at... Lol.

*cracks knuckles* Let's unpack, shall we...

I will try my damnest to keep this short & sweet:

Indya wasn't wrong. I repeat, Indya wasn't wrong.

There I said it. Lol. But in all seriousness, could she have said "close your mouth" rather than "shut the fuck up," of course...But there was nothing wrong with what she said nor how she said it. (and that little grab Indya did was harmless). Hope didn't just run to lil Stacy's house (her friends name is escaping me right now, my bad Cin), she decided to hop on a train & just so happen to land in San My...scared shitless because she had no idea where she was. Let's not forget that. That's not a calm & gentle conversation to have. Indya is not one of Hope's little friends, she's her mother. And regardless of how embarrassed She may be of her parents "toxicity," she will not disrespect her in her 4.9gb house.

There's so much more that I could say but I will just leave with this:

One thing Darren & Indya have always done is showed up for their children. They love the shit outta them kids & each other. That in itself is growth. Look at where they came from, hell. They show up and show out for their kids...aht aht! let's not breeze past "The Spring Fling" chapter so quickly...or the talk Indya had with Hope about sex...or the one when she was advising hope to explore more things she likes rather than boys. Or hell, even the talk Darren had with Elliot (at the Spring Fling).

I believe we tend to forget sometimes that healing is literally a process, that growth isn't overnight, and it's a rollercoaster to say the least. A couple therapy sessions with the good Doc isn't going to "make everything go away." But these two are putting in the work, daily. And it most definitely shows. Hell, right before Hope ran away after the Bad Boys II scene Indya literally had an aha moment about them not continuing to do things as they've always done them (when it comes to Hope & boys). Now I won't say how I feel about the Bad Boy II-esque scene because we'll really be here all day. But I will say, Jayce ass do look 30. A healthy ass beard...that fully connects...at 18. Nah champ! You're not fooling me.🤣 (as a matter of fact, Hope lemme take home boy off your hands you need to be in them books anyway) Lol.

With all that being said, I don't believe this is going to damage Hope & Indya's relationship. Because in the midst of Indya going off on her she was reassuring her. Indya literally told her something along the lines of how she could never be a failure to them. She also took accountability for the decisions Hope makes by saying something along the lines of "It makes us a failure when our daughter chooses the streets."

The Drake's (as we all are) are a work in progress. Leaning to navigate this shit all while learning to rid themselves of the weight that was not theirs to carry in the first place.

My mind was running fifty-leven miles a minute, so I hope I made sense. 🤣

Thank you for telling stories that allow us all to have this type of discourse. This shit gets heavy at time but honestly that's the beauty of it. You take us on a wild ride, make us a-kee-kee, and cry all in the matter of minutes.

...so much for me keeping this short & sweet. Lol. Now gon' head and get you another serving of pie. You deserve! 🖤

CHAEEEEEEEEE!!!! Its the face journey I just went on...

and the way I had to get up and walk away at "Indya ain't one of Hope's little friends"...

THE SPRING FLING! THE LOCKER ROOM TALK! THE SEX TALK! THE FULLY CONNECTED BEARD!

CHAE!!! Why am I emotional? This is it, this the one. THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVE! I will happily take these flowers.

Such a thoughtful and insightful breakdown of current events AND the associated nuance.

#story stuff #Chae is a real one #*shakes tambourine yet again

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jellyfishloveletterghosts · 2 years

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@dream-about-dancing thanks for the V-day prompt you're the only one who had one for me so I bumped it to the front of the line to get it out in time. I specifically went with Tunnel of Love or whatever they're called 🤷‍♀️.

Hope everyone enjoys it and has a good Valentine's day. 🌹❤️🌹❤️🌹

Steve's never been on the tunnel of love, he certainly didn't expect Billy to be sharing his boat for his first ride. AKA Carol and Tommy set them up.

The Tunnel of Love

Steve did not even want to come to the carnival, with its sketchy rides and campy attractions and games but Carol does not exactly take no for an answer ever. She will nag and pester until Steve gives in, which is why he usually does not bother with protests because they both know Carol will get what she wants or make everyone regret it. Which is how Steve finds himself being dragged around the place from stall to stall, three pink fuzzy stuffed animals that Carol definitely does not need tucked under his arm.

"Can we at least go dump these in the car before you win anything else?" Steve asks, opening his mouth when Carol tears off a piece of sticky pink sugar floss and holds it up for him. She stuffs it in his mouth, part of it sticking to the corner of his lips as it melts quickly in the wet heat, tongue coming out and cleaning the sticky pink from the corner as he swallows. Everything here is in shades of pink, red and white for Valentine's day, Steve thinks it looks a lot like his bathroom after him and Tommy split an entire gallon bag of gummy worms and then broke into his parents' wine collection.

"After the tunnel of love." Carol says, hand catching Steve by the elbow and pulling him along with her, his feet dragging a little, kicking up small clumps of dirt from the mostly frozen ground.

"Isn't that a little too coupley?" Steve asks with a frown, the whole carnival is geared toward couples but the love tunnel is geared toward couples who want to make out specifically. They are not a couple and they definitely are not about to start making out, it would be like kissing his sister. Steve is a little nauseated just thinking about it.

"Relax, I just want to go on it. I didn’t get to go last year because I was away and the year before Tommy ate too many hotdogs and we had to leave early." Carol says sparing him a big eyed look for half a second, no real effort behind it because she, like Steve, knows he is going to give in already.

“Fine but if you try and kiss me I’m shoving your ass off the boat.” Steve says in a huff, hissing when a pointy elbow digs into his ribs.

Read the rest on Ao3

#harringrove #Jellyghostfic #fanfiction #St fic #Billy Hargrove x Steve Harrington #Harringrove Valentines #a lil spicy #reblog are always appreciated

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For you: a whole bouquet of 🌹s

this is so cute,, for that i give u a whole tidbit

Well.. that’s half-way a lie. He rarely gets hard anymore but when he does it’s because of this.

The thing about being a mostly broke college graduate living on your own is that trying to find a place that will rent to you borders impossible. It doesn’t help that Denki is a pierced, tattooed and generally fucking unruly to look at. He just looks like a dude who wouldn’t be getting his deposit back when he leaves. He didn’t really have any choice in looking for a place that was decent, just one that would let him stay in the first place.

He could mostly deal with the shabby state of the apartment - given he’s not bothered by most things. Old wall-paper, leaky faucets, carpets that seem dirty no matter how much he cleaned them. It’s not the best place but it’s a roof over his head.

Another thing it was equipped with was seemingly paper thin walls. He can hear everything in this place - privacy in the gutter. A couple arguing over money, a baby crying, the old woman upstairs watching k-dramas at 100 volume. It’s not that bad though. All the above things were exceptionally loud to begin with so anyone would hear them.

from my software dev!denki fic

send me a rose and ill give u a line from a wip!!

#return to sender #ask games

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A rose for you! 🌹

Here you go @drabbles-mc💜

This is from one of my Angel Reyes fic's (untitled at the moment) that's sitting in my wip folder 😂. I'm hoping to find some inspiration to finish it.

“Mi dulce, I need you to learn the difference between, ‘come for me, come with me, and come inside me.’ It’s extremely important, ma.”

“Or you can stop listening to my d*ck drunk ass and just pull the fuck out, Angel. It could all be so simple, papa.”

If anyone else is interested leave a 🌹 in my inbox and I’ll share a line from a WIP.

#berberries asks #asks open #leave a 🌹 get a couple lines #daddy angel #angel reyes #angel reyes x black!reader #angel reyes x reader #angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes x plus sized!reader #angel reyes x woc!reader #sweet asks #i love my mutuals😍

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neru is the third sane person /p,,anyways, i totally forgot haruka existed like for a few months because i was paying attention to aka, but if i had to give him a vision, it's geo! maybe a geo claymore? speaking of ocs, what vision would you give your ocs? ~🌹rose anon

"i forgot haruka existed like for a few months" cackles. i don't know much about haruka but geo vision. hums like a microwave

yelling under cut

kaori — anemo catalyst

tw // spoilers, bugs, death

you know how people pierce butterfly wings and hang them up on walls like trophies? "his imperial majesty", emperor butterflies, are very looked after.

kaori gets her vision while abroad on an escape ship. it was small and crowded and couldn't hold up in the storms that barrier inazuma. while she and her sister were locked away in a room, waiting for death, she wished for freedom. she got her anemo vision alright—but lost her sister in the process. she was one of the few survivors of the ship. the incident becomes a taboo topic, and the survivors are incarcerated. very cool

but when you leave the tiniest gap in your confines, the butterfly can slip through. kaori got her anemo vision back in a nearly-suicide mission and fled to her home in konda. she hides in the well below, and has set up various traps and barriers—but she is very welcoming towards guests who aren't in the tenryou commission! frequently attempts to flee inazuma, only to end up. still in inazuma. thinks her sister has managed to flee and when the ban is lifted, wants to travel the world to find her and another mystery person who fled inazuma.

as a character i think she would be a healer! really packed on health. takes a good chunk of her own hp and shares it with your party as an insta-heal additionally to normal heal. (i hate when i'm healing with barbara and i fucking die because it's not fast enough 🗿) does some meh dmg but moves pretty fast which can be. useful!

also thinking of butterfly sprint like hu tao because. because! and one of her idles would be her reaching for a butterfly xiao-style except it lands on her finger and then she tells it "farewell" as it flies off. <3 and consider a couple of her lines being:

"ohhhh!! hehe, a treasure—one, two, huff! dusty~!"

"hey, we should get a move on—hehe, that kujou is on my heels, so i can't afford being lazy, you know?"

"sometimes i wish i could really fly! so then, i could fly aaaall above the storms.. my stomach is yearning for something other than sakura tempura.. hehe, traveler, have you ever tasted almond tofu?"

"could it be.. you? ah. no.. just a speck of dust.."

"and the paperkite flies without law or reason.."

i'm going to be polite this time and ask you if you want more before i plague you with all the stupid stuff i thought of

#🌹 !#🍡 ! chat #🍡 ! oc stuff #kaori yokoyama 🥞#💫 ! enstars impact

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🌹🌹🌹<333

Hi Myle! 💛

Mercedes let out a squeak of shock, and watched in horror as the open container of glitter came flying out of her hand.

This one is from a one shot for Glee Advent Day 7: Glitter (and Day 13: Mistletoe) that I need to figure out how to end.

The Hummel’s lived in a picture perfect little house at 1819 Hillcrest Drive. It’s front yard was home to rose bushes and daisies and other flowers Carole couldn’t name, and the cheery yellow front door was already decked out in an autumnal wreath of orange leaves and plastic pumpkins.

A couple of lines from my barolbeth AU, which is totally still being written, i am totally okay with writing Elizabeth getting sick (😭) also this now has a title which is - some things you just don't question

There wasn’t a spark with Adam because that was a fairytale. Instant connections, and fireworks, and love at first sight wasn’t real. Putting in the effort and making those sparks was.

i thought you would appreciate this becuase it's kinda anti-soulmate - also from Chapter 4 of Welcome To New York... which is a WIP I have not revisited in waaaaayyyyy too long oops

FOR EVERY “🌹” RECEIVED IN MY INBOX I’LL POST ONE RANDOM SENTENCE OF A RANDOM WIP I’M CURRENTLY WRITING

#katy writes #i dunno how to tag this lol #myle 💛#ask #barolebeth au #styjdq #WTNY(ibwfy)#glee fanfiction

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novemberhush · 4 years

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Send me a 🌹 and I’ll post a random sentence from one of my WIPs.

For @joohie-ice for sending me a 🌹. I just double checked my Google docs and I don’t have any Marvey WIPs, but (and don’t get too excited because it can take me forever to actually write anything) I had a flash of inspiration for one a couple of days ago and I’ve been toying with ideas for it ever since. I haven’t got anything down on paper yet, though, as I’m still in the planning it in my head stage at the moment. I do know I want it to feature one particular line, though, but I’m giving you absolutely no context for it, lol! The line will be something like this:-

“I wasn’t sure you’d recognize me with my clothes on,” Mike said with a grin, causing Louis to choke on his water, Jessica to raise one perfectly shaped eyebrow and Harvey to flush.

Am I evil just leaving you with that and no explanation? Yes. Yes, I am.😈

Thanks for your ask.😘

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mercy-of-the-ashes · 2 years

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🌹 Rose and Haiji sat together for about a couple of hours, she had since moved from sitting on the edge of the bed to right up next to him reading along the lines as he read them. She had her legs up on the bed and her head almost on his shoulder as she fully relaxed against the mountain of plush pillows behind the two of them.

She occasionally laughed at his funny voices, or gasp at the epic plot points. She wasn't sure how he did this, but he made the story seem much more exciting. Rose adored every second of sitting and reading this book with him, she hoped one day he could read to her more.

She looked over at the window and noticed how high the moon was in the sky. Rose quickly sat up and stood from the bed; bowing suddenly. "Y-Your majesty! My apologies, I made myself far too comfortable. I must start preparing for tomorrow morning! Leaving at first light is only a few hours away!" She sounded panicked, she didn't mean to slack; especially when she had so much to do for him.

“It’s night already???” Haiji had gotten so absorbed into the story he’d read to himself hundreds of times that he hadn’t noticed the full moon until now. Silver stars were scattered throughout the pitch black heavens.

What had him more concerned besides the time was Rose’s burst of panic. If anyone was to blame, it was him for keeping her here for too long. “I should’ve been mindful of the time. You better get everything ready for tomorrow. Actually,” he said, snapping his fingers, “I’ll help you.” He jumped to his feet. “Sleep can wait.”

#au haiji towa #ic post #roleplay #anon roleplay #medieval roleplay #reblog #Reply to Lady-in-Waiting Rose 33 #Reply to Lady-in-Waiting Rose

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