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#margos 1k celebration
margowritesthings · 5 months
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Hey, Margo! 🩷
I’m sending the request according to your new post 🥺
I would like a friends to lovers trope. But here’s the thing: Could the female character (lil me) and Arthur actually had a relationship in the past (current relationship status is they broke up) and now they are falling for each other again (second chance)?
Of course I would love a Red Dead Redemption (Arthur Morgan) fanfic 🩷
The gender is female, and if you could make her ginger with brown eyes (like me) I would love it 🥺 And if Arthur calls her angel, even better 🩷🩷🩷
Feel free to add smut, fluff and anything you would like!
Thank you for tagging me! You know how much I love your writing 🩷
sweet angel hello! thank you for participating, i got so many ideas for your love story with our pretty cow boah
come celebrate 1k followers with me!
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arthur morgan // second chance + friends to lovers
you two have been sweet on each other since the moment you met, the day you joined the gang. arthur was brave enough to ask you on a date after only a short three months of pining after you
he took you to the saloon, you beat him at poker, and in that moment he knew you were his soulmate. a forever love.
you were together for a few months, and it was that kind of love you only thought existed in the stories you read. it was celestial, ethereal. a wild burning flame extinguished far too quickly.
when he found out about isaac and eliza's deaths, arthur really struggled. he drank a lot and lost himself for a while.
you knew the best thing to do was to just be there for him, so you both decided he needed friendship right now.
"you're my best friend, arthur. that ain't ever gonna change."
but the feelings didn't just go away as easily as your plan relied on, that flame too furious to be extinguished by simple "logic"
you wanted to respect the space arthur asked for, and he never thought he was good enough to have you after letting you go the first time
unworthy of your love
if he couldn't protect isaac and eliza, how could he ever deserve you?
and thus ensued years of pining
the very best of friends, unable to stay away from each other while this silent love roared
you'd work jobs together, go hunting together, have midnight chats by the fire, save each other's asses from time to time
years went on like this, where everybody in the gang and their mamma would share glances and roll their eyes at the two fools who couldn't just admit they were made for each other
you were the first person arthur wanted to see whenever he got back from a job, the one he rode home to even if he never said it aloud
and as much as your heart ached a little every time you looked at him, you would have stayed like that forever if it meant getting to keep arthur in your life
until the day he left it
when he didn't come back from the 'chat' with the o'driscolls, you were out of your mind with worry
the thought of never seeing arthur again flipped a switch in your mind and you finally realised that this life stuck in limbo wasn't enough
you were sneaking out in the dead of night against dutch's orders when you saw him, beaten and bloody, riding home to you
it broke you, the relief washing over you like a wave that breaks the walls you've built as though they're nothing but paper
he practically falls off his horse, but you catch his weight and support him
you take him to your tent and patch him up, holding him and crying with him when you see what they did to arthur. your arthur.
he winces when he reaches up to push that stray rebellious hair out of your face, but the way the candlelight glows in his eyes has your own breath hitching in your throat
"i was so worried, arthur... i-i thought-"
"i know, angel, i know... i'm sorry...
but i'm here now
and i ain't ever leaving you again."
that nickname... from all those years ago when you first found eachother
whispered for the first time in a moan, you and him tangled together in sheets for the very first time
"goddamn... you're an angel, how'd a dirty sinner like me ever get so lucky?"
when you broke up, you never thought you'd hear it again
and yet here you are
the sweet name echoing in your ears as he kisses you, reuniting your lips after far too long apart
it's a desperate kiss, the kind that holds two lifetimes of context
like you're scared if either one lets go the moment will disappear
so you don't
you tangle your fingers in his hair, he cups your cheek, your bodies moulding together
being any closer would be impossible
"this is it, angel, you hear? no more messing around, this is it. this is us, cause i ain't letting you go."
"you better not, mister."
you’re both crying, breathing each other in, never wanting to let one another go
and you never do again
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masivechaos · 9 months
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Congrats on 1k Margo!!! You deserve all the followers and more <3
Could I please get a pictures of you for the marauders and stranger things?
Here's the clothing inspo-
https://pin.it/5stb03C
https://pin.it/17xhdgV
I'm terrible at telling genres apart when it comes to music and I listen to a little bit of everything, but according to my spotify stats, my top genres are-
Indie rock//indie pop//shoegraze//trad rock//pop//bedroom pop//garage rock (?)
My favorite artists are -
her's// lana del rey// the smiths// radiohead// mazzy star// the national // Tommy lefroy// lorde (melodrama is my favorite album) // Tchaikovsky
I love your celebration theme, I really like the cure as well <3 <3
Thank you very much!! I hope you have a wonderful day 🌟
the marauders
you would be friends with the marauders and your closest friends would be lily and remus!! he shares the same music taste as you and would love to dance with you or just hang out in his dorm. i would say lily kinda has the same clothing style and she would love to go shopping with you!! all the marauders would love you, they think you're a sweetheart <3
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stranger things
you're friends with robin and steve!! imagine just being in the car with them, windows open and music loud. shopping spree with robin and nancy!! if you're friends with eddie he would probably make a little fun of you for listening to the smiths and stuff because well he's eddie but we love him
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sarahisslytherin · 2 years
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𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍 - i’ll give you some random song recs of mine based on your name <333
m - marbles (the amazing devil)
a - all the young dudes (mott the hoople)
r - ruin (the amazing devil)
g - good old fashioned lover boy (queen)
o - old time rock and roll (bob seger)
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onlyfreds · 2 years
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Hey, could I ask for ⭐ [cym] - as your favourite characters from animated movies, please? Thank you 😌
Thank you so much for requesting this Jacky!
[Join my 1k follower celebration!]
CYM as Favorite Characters from Animated Movies
you as Bridget from "The Secret Life of Pets"
@theoreticslut as Jane Willoughby from "The Willoughbys"
@an2402lths as Princess Pea from "The Tale of Desperaux"
@beloved-bucky as Belle from "Beauty and the Beast"
@lumosandnoxwriting as Ariel from "The Little Mermaid"
@madelineorionswan as Margo from "Minions"
@thisismynerdyself as Joy from "Inside Out."
@darthwheezely as Disgust from "Inside Out."
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bodyinthebog · 3 years
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ok here’s something for @blaseballwipamnesty - have ~1k of angst about margarito nava, captain for the boston flowers. i wrote this around four seasons ago, so it’s pretty out-of-date for the canon.
cw: death mention, some body horror, swearing.
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There’s so few of them left, the originals. 
Both across the league and on the Flowers, players traded, transferred, incinerated until entire teams are replaced.
It’s been hard for Margarito not to become numb, if xe is honest. Only three Flowers have been in play since the Return, and they’ve all lost so much. 
Ace watched his child be incinerated. Of all the times Margo had to be late.
(Margo never told him this: before the fire connected, Moses had turned to Margo, a hand outstretched. Her mouth was a grimace of pain and terror, muscles clenched and nails tearing into her palms. But her eyes - her eyes were pure static. They were cold even before the flame reached them.)
Margo occasionally tries to talk to fans about the early players - Isaac, Hurley, even Cali - and the response is noncommittal at best. Other times, their faces show confusion, skepticism, maybe humming in feigned curiosity. 
“Oh, yes, Pacheco - wait, don’t you mean the player for the Pies? Poor soul, a massive shame what happened to them.”
Xe wants to grip their shoulders, to shake them until they remember. It’s not yet been twenty years - xe still remembers training with Beck, or working behind the bar whilst Hurley arranged flowers for a celebration.
On the worst nights, when Margo is yet again behind the bar at Margaritoville (always, always, never changing), xe watches the footsteps of Silvaire, or Zesty, and thinks about the ash they are tracking in; remnants from too many games played under an unnatural sun. Ash embedded into sneakers and souls. Shit, xe’s getting poetic in xir old age. 
The Flowers hold the record for the most number of incinerations. Is it luck? Divine hatred? Hell, Margo had even heard of a ‘curse’ on the team back in the early seasons - when Cali and Beck were incinerated and feedbacked within a few months of each other; when three players got incinerated in the same season.
The newer players have mentioned the curse as well - Scores, Salih, Zesty, the others. Even Nagomi Mcdaniel had groused about the “fuckin’ Flowers curse”. Scores had created spreadsheets - spreadsheets - about incineration rates and feedback chances and who knows what else. She had been so proud, and so enthusiastic, when she showed them to Margo, wheelchair skidding around with her computer close to falling off her lap.
It took all Margo had not to snap at her. Her friends were not just numbers.
They can’t be cursed. Who pays enough attention to Boston to care?
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The Moss Woman was no help, as usual.
She came to Margo on a summer’s evening, when the air was just beginning to bite with cold and the sky was just barely light. The Flowers had been kicked out of the playoffs yet again, so the team was back in Boston.
(Over in Charleston, a shelled god is descending on a terrified crowd, unexpected and unpracticed opponents standing alone. But that’s another story.)
Xe sat at the edge of a lake in the Garden, xir legs crossed and xir hand dipped in the water - the left one, the one beginning to tinge with green. There was a small flower-bud on the palm of that hand; Margo wondered often what it will become. Xe doesn’t mind these changes, necessarily - the Flowers have always been tied to their namesake, and what’s another step further. Everything returns to the ground, to ash, eventually. At least the Garden is not a possessive god - who knows, they could be the Crabs.
“Margarito.” Her voice came from behind, and above. It emanated from the lake, and the grass xe sat on, and the bud in xir hand. The night air seemed to still suddenly, what little wind there was falling silent.
“Be nice.” Margo muttered in response, head slumped against xir chest.
A gentle laugh. “Darling, I say what I must.”
The next moment, there was a presence on the grass next to xir. Margo didn’t turn xir head, instead looking up, as if trying to find the oncoming stars. 
“What do you seek, Margarito?”
Margo paused for a moment, drawing xir hand up from the lake. “Something’s coming, isn’t it.” There’s a defeated tone in xir voice.
Xe can hear the shrug in the Moss Woman’s voice. “It always is. Always has been.”
A pause. Somewhere in the undergrowth, a bird cawed a final goodnight to the day.
“Why do you let them go?” Margo’s voice cracked involuntarily.
She replied immediately. “I don’t have a choice.” 
“But Cali still lives. I understand why you favour her, yet -”
The Moss Woman laughed, yet again. This time it was bitter, tinged with resignation and resentment. “Margarito, I do not favour her. Our dear lotus is destined for something beyond this garden, I am afraid. Her fate is quite out of my hands.”
As if on cue, a lotus bloomed next to them, pink leaves vibrant in the setting sun. Margo snorted. Trust Cali to be listening.
“The Flowers have never gone this long without an incineration.” Xe said.
“It’s only been three seasons, Margarito.” Her tone was almost mournful.
Margo placed her hands behind xir, leaning back to face the sky. “That’s just it. Three fucking seasons. We shouldn’t have to live in fear.”
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They make it longer without any incinerations, surprisingly. The Flowers pass the Grand Siesta in Boston and in peace, players returning to their families. Years pass with the occasional meet-up; the occasional training session. Beck returns for a while - she disappears into the Garden, a vine wrapped around her wrist. When she talks to Margo, their conversations are stilted. Uncertain.
Beck led a team constantly facing incineration. Margarito runs one haunted by it.
Margo remains at the bar, as xe has done for the past decade. 
The Coffee Cup comes as a welcome break, all things considered. Xir team, Macchiato City do moderately well, and it was good to play opposite Jacob for once.
It’s when xe is attempting to call Castillo that something interesting happens. The phone rings for longer than Castillo usually lets it - even if he is not the most engaging speaker, Margo needs to hear a familiar voice. The Garden feels empty.
“Hello? Turner is unavailable at the moment, can I take a message?” A posh, slightly accented voice speaks from the other end of the line.
“Oh - no, it’s alright. Just tell him to call me back.”
“Will do. This is Thomas Dracena speaking, from the Millenials - you’re Margarito Nava, right? From the Flowers?”
Margo laughs. “Yeah, that’s me. Thanks, Thomas.”
“Of course, Margarito. I’ll tell Castillo you called.”
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ladymacbeths · 4 years
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✨ margo
margo; sunflower fields, leather jackets, singing by a fireplace, surviving on coffee, superhero movies, bold makeup, summer barbecues, warmth, untamed hair, saying what you think, driving fast, thunder, when something just feels right.
1k celebration
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margowritesthings · 6 months
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MARGO'S 1K CELEBRATION I - TROPE BINGO
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Y'ALL. I can't believe this. 1,000 is such a mind boggling number to me, considering these weird word children would otherwise just be sitting in my brain on their own. I can't thank you enough for your support over the last year. this blog is one of the best things that has happened to be, and now that i'm pursuing my dream of becoming a published writer i truly believe it has changed the course of my life. YOU have changed my life. thank you for being there to read and support. i love y'all.
soooo reading and writing romance is basically my only prsonality trait, so why not celebrate 1k followers with the thing that got me here! im putting you guys as the star role in your own romance- follow along the steps below and send me an ask with your trope and character selection + any extra info.
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STEP 1 - PICK A TROPE (please pick up to 3 tropes!)
➼ friends to lovers ➼ enemies to lovers ➼ s/he falls first ➼ one night stand ➼ grumpy x sunshine ➼ small town ➼ billionaire ➼ mafia ➼ forced proximity ➼ marriage of convenience ➼ fake dating ➼ second chance ➼ one bed ➼ childhood sweethearts ➼ surprise pregnancy ➼ why choose? (send up to 3 characters for a reverse harem ship) ➼ random!- i will use a generator ➼ writer's choice- i will choose based on your profile (mutuals only)
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STEP 2 - PICK A SHIP there are 3 ways to get your ship:
➼choose a fandom (or multiple fandoms) from the below list and I will choose for you (the more info about yourself you provide the better this choice will be) ➼choose a specific character from the fandoms in the list (or multiple and I will choose) ➼(mutuals only) tell me your fandoms and I will choose for you based on your profile/what i know about you/what you provide me with (even if the fandom ISNT on the list below)
FANDOMS PARTICIPATING IN THIS CELEBRATION: ➼ red dead redemption ➼ bridgerton ➼ marvel ➼ starfield ➼ fallout ➼ skyrim ➼ stardust ➼ star wars ➼ doctor who ➼ daisy jones and the six ➼ mad men
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STEP 3 - EXTRA INFO
IMPORTANT- INCLUDE YOUR GENDER AND SEXUAL ORIENTATION IF LETTING ME CHOOSE THE SHIP. Add anything about yourself you want me to know. If you're on anon, this is very important!! I cannot make anything personalised for you if I do not know anything about you. Any icks, anything you want me to include, turn ons, etc. Basically provide me with anything you think might help me make the best gift for you!
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RULES
➼ Followers only please, I cannot police this as I have asking on anon enabled, but this is a celebration for my followers so if you are gonna enter please do ensure you are following me
➼ Likes and reblogs are really appreciated! if you do enjoy my work you can also check out my masterlists which can be found here or buy me a coffee here!
➼ At the least, I will be able to make a moodboard for your ship + tropes, but if the inspiration strikes me I will write headcanons and drabbles too. These are a bonus and should not be expected with every entry
➼ 18+ - some of these tropes will include explicit detail, so 18+ only please
➼ Please grant me patience! i am doing this alongside a full time job and have some personal stuff on, but i do want to celebrate so im trying to fit this in as best i can. please be kind and respectful of my lil internet space :)
➼ all posts will be tagged #margo's 1k celebration
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tagging my frens to say THANK YOU cause i couldn't do it without ya <3: @inkandbloodbound @cowboydisaster @musicallisto @saradika @sickvictorianangel @alottanothing @twola @photo1030
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