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dujour13 · 2 months

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OC Kiss Week - day 6

A kiss for darling Lariel, who belongs to my friend @the-raging-tempest and exists in many incarnations across the multiverse 💜

Lariel’s skin prickles. It’s getting cold out here on the deck of the Bloodstone Rose and the salt spray has gradually soaked through her mourning dress, which will be even more uncomfortably stiff and edged with white when—or if—it dries. All the more reason to get rid of it, she decides, and the mental image of wadding it up and tossing it overboard gives her a small degree of satisfaction to distract from the stinging wind. Another itchy, constraining part of her old life to throw to the waves.

She’s reluctant to return to the cabin despite the chill, and despite that she’s all too aware she’s obstructing the sailors’ work and they don’t dare ask the weather witch to move aside. Inside it’s stuffy with beer and sweat and she feels even more of a nuisance in the narrow spaces, and besides, Zrise is more sullen than usual today. She wishes she had someone else to talk to. She wishes the sailors would dare speak to her, but they’re as aware of her social status as of her ability to bend the wind to her will and they just dip their heads and say “Miss” and hurry off whenever she opens her mouth. It only occurs to her this moment that Zrise may have done something to intimidate them, zealously protective as he’s been since they left the city.

She wanted to be happy out here on the open sea, but she feels just as trapped and useless and isolated as ever.

When a violent shiver runs through her frame she reluctantly turns to go inside, but catches sight of another passenger, the colorfully dressed bard, and is suddenly frozen in the grip of her loneliness.

Of course he won’t notice me, she thinks, a small, dark, shivering ghost in her ruined charcoal gown and mourning scarf.

But he does notice her. He grins and beckons. “Watch this.”

He tosses something into the wind and a gull stoops for it, and another gull sweeps in from below and steals it from the first’s beak, and the sky is full of their plaintive cries and frenzied flapping.

Then he hands her something and she reaches for it without thinking. It’s a slimy day-old shrimp.

“Go on,” he encourages her.

Lariel has no intention of tossing this shrimp feebly over the gunwale. She takes a step back, draws back her arm and whips it out as hard as she can. The shrimp arcs up into the gray sky. There is another angry, shrieking explosion of feathers. She and the bard laugh together and she forgets about the chill for a moment.

He nods toward the dark clouds on the horizon. “One of yours?”

“No,” she says. “A regular storm.”

“Oh no. Regular storms make me sick. You know what’s funny though? Yours don’t.”

“They don’t?”

“It’s weird. The ship pitches, but somehow knowing we’re in good hands and we’re headed somewhere makes me feel like it’s going to be all right.” He touches the pendant at his throat. “Kind of like Desna. Tymora, you call her here.”

“I wish I could tell you we were headed somewhere,” she murmurs, almost too quietly to be heard over the wind.

“You’re running from something.” As if it’s a joke he says this with mock gravity, although not without sympathy. “Let me try to guess. I’m an expert palm reader. May I?”

Lariel can only imagine Zrise’s reaction to this person prying into their affairs—but Zrise isn’t here, is he? She offers her small, cold hand.

“Hm,” he peers closely at her palm and pokes at the creases as if teasing out their secrets. “Aha. Here it is. Escaping an arranged marriage.”

Her eyes widen. She looks at her own hand. “Where do you see that?”

But when she glances up she realizes he’s laughing at her gently. “Your brother told me.”

“Oh.” She reddens but his teasing seems so friendly she can only laugh. “Wait—my brother told you that?”

“We talked,” he shrugs, as if it’s normal that Zrise would confide anything to anyone.

She frowns at him sidelong.

He misunderstands. “Don’t worry, this is not a bid to besmirch your honor. I’m not much for besmirching ladies.”

She remembers Zrise’s tirade about her naiveté with Venan and decides to stay on her guard, but it’s so nice to just talk to someone. “I suppose you’re running away from something too.”

“I like to think of it more as running towards something,” he says, looking hopefully out to the horizon.

“Towards what?”

“I’ll know when I get there.”

Lariel laughs with delight. “That sounds wonderful,” she says, but she’s unable to hide a hint of wistfulness in her voice.

“No reason you shouldn’t look at it that way too.”

He’s right, she realizes. Her mind has been so mired in that prison of a family manor and escaping from it that she still feels its drag on her every thought, the oppressive hands of the past pulling her under so she’s hardly had a moment with her head above water just to breathe. Unconsciously her hand goes to her throat.

Before she can answer, the cabin door slams open with a splintering crack and her brother Zrise stomps out, dragging something that turns out to be the scruff of the young redheaded sailor’s neck—the only sailor who dared speak to her once. He hauls the whimpering man like a dog toward the gunwale, and for a moment Lariel thinks he’s going to throw him to the gulls like a shrimp, but then Zrise notices her standing there with the bard and his face slackens from rage to an awkward, forced smile.

“Can’t take a joke, can you?” he snaps at the young sailor, dropping him to the deck like a rag. “I wasn’t really going to…”

Lariel expects Zrise to storm up and “escort” her back into the cabin but he’s gone an odd shade of his usual pale and seems… embarrassed? He’s wearing his stupid boots like he’s trying to impress someone. To her surprise he slinks back into the cabin without another word.

She and the bard rush to the aid of the sailor but as soon as he’s on his feet he’s away, and neither of them says a word about it as they go back to contemplating the horizon together.

When at last the chill starts getting under their skin they head into the cabin. The sailors are watching an approaching ship on intercept course and muttering about pirates.

“Looks like things are about to get even more interesting,” says Lariel, trying to feel optimistic.

“I’m not worried. You have a damn good arm,” says Siavash. He kisses her on the cheek and she feels her optimism float up and crystallize. “It’ll be fine.”

#ockiss24 #friends' ocs #lariel #siavash #pwotr pals #my writing

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nostalgia-tblr · 1 month

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First Lines Meme

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

Tagged by @lokiinmediasideblog

I have provided brief commentary on each of these, to share my wisdom and because I was bit bored.

Thor’s favourite thing of all, if he had to commit to a single choice, is sparring with his brother. (The Marriage Game, mostly-gen Thor thing) This isn't a very exciting first line, I admit. Oh well, there are plenty more after it as this fic is 5000 words long.

2. Sylvie never hesitates to hurt him, whether he has asked her to or not. But when he asks… oh, she revels in it then. (everybody's looking for something, the one where sylvie beats loki with a stick) I think this is quite a good opening line. It reassures the reader who decided to read Loki being beaten with a stick that, yes, the hot stick-on-Loki action is definitely here, the tags didn't lie.

3. The sounds of celebration are more than enough to cover footsteps, but Sif is always alert and difficult to sneak up on, so the touch on her shoulder is no great shock to her. (Out of Sight, sifki porn with angst in) This is an okay line, if I remember right the opening few lines were the last to be written, because I'd started with the (*ahem*) main thrust of the plot and then had to go back and get them close to each other so they could do that thrusting (and angsting).

4. His brother’s funeral has not yet taken place and already he is betrothed to the killer. (The Winter Of Our Discontent, ongoing Sylki Arranged Marriage AU) This is a fantastic first line, well done me! There's a death and a marriage on the first line! The reader can see at once why it's tagged as 'Enemies to Lovers'! It has the word 'betrothed' in it, so you know this is gonna be A Bit Faux-Historical! Oh, how concise I was!

5. This part of the story isn’t true: Loki runs after the variant – the other Loki – and he runs through the time-door just before it closes, and finds himself in another apocalypse. (In My Head I Do Everything Right, Loki series AU where everything is more horrible.) Also good - it establishes that some of the story is less true than other parts, and intrigues the reader by telling them that what they saw happen didn't happen in this version. Bold. Unusual. Exciting!

6. The other Loki finishes his drink and then finishes his story; “So while I was freed from fulfilling a few of my less well-intentioned promises, I was also trapped – I could hardly go home, could I, after all of that? So I stayed in New York and built this little empire instead.” (Match Three, Loki/Loki/Sylvie porn) Bit infodumpy and not remotely pornographic, two potentially serious flaws when the reader is in search of filth. But consider; I dealt with the backstory of this extra Loki in the first line and now we can just move the fuck on to them all fucking without much more preamble.

7. One thing Sylvie wasn’t expecting was for already-broken timelines to heal, and for those that were lost (more accurately murdered) long ago to reassert themselves somehow, and to push their way back into the ever-expanding multiverse. (one (1) returned item, practically gift-wrapped, double drabble) Not a bad attempt to explain what's going on in a story with a very limited wordcount, I feel. That limited wordcount was also strict, which will have affected the word choice here. (I can't remember any details though.)

8. Disconcertingly, River Song doesn’t play by the Doctor’s rules. (Foreshadowing, look everyone it's River Song!) Another short and strict wordcount, not a bad opening line all things considered.

9. With the clearer vision of hindsight, Thor reckons that the hammer might have been the thing that made his brother start to stumble. (Loophole, thorki fic about the perils of excessive pedantry) Oh, a flashback! Why would someone stumble with a hammer? Did he trip over it? You must read on to unravel the mystery! Therefore, a good opening line.

10. “So why haven’t you two fucked yet?” asks the Grandmaster, seemingly out of nowhere. (Love Is A Danger Of A Different Kind, sylki-on-sakaar horrible dubcon-frostmaster thing) Excellent first line, defines the existing relationship boundaries and contains a single shocking swear in a line that breaks all the usual rules of politeness. A wild and very awkward ride lies ahead, it seems to say. I'd keep reading this fic for sure!

I will now tag everyone on tumblr.

#first lines meme #fic related

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squirrelno2 · 12 days

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Rules: in a new post, write down the names of all the files in your wip folder (regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are). Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet to tell them about it! Finally, tag as many people as you have wips! (If you don't write, list your art wips)

Thanks for the tag, @mwolf0epsilon! figuring out which things actually count as wips is... difficult. i am skipping over things that are only notes/concepts and also things that are partially posted to ao3. here goes? (split up by fandom for ease, also WOW i have a lot of wips even paring it down like this. i am not kidding when i say i don't shut up. I'm starting with Other Fandoms first because otherwise you'll all stop reading before the end of the sw section)

One-Off Fandoms

willow arranged marriage au (Willow) Graham and Killian's Super Bi Road Trip (OUAT) witcher compulsive adoption fic (The Witcher)

Julie and the Phantoms (if i wasn't excluding concepts this would be Much Longer)

demon fic first impressions fic witch Flynn One The Federation Starship Phantom Batluke if it was all a multiverse

Star Wars

caibos is stubborn part three million (SWTOR) Caibos and Vyme reunite (SWTOR) xillagne appoints herself kit's padawan (SWTOR) silly little jorgan and iresso time travel teamup (SWTOR) reunion (SWTOR) the reveal on Rishi (SWTOR) cody and the bounty hunter road trip (Clone Wars) echo sees ghosts (Clone Wars) han solo creates chaos (Clone Wars) reincarnated clone time (Clone Wars) old rex fucks shit up (Clone Wars) The Fifth Thing (Clone Wars) Cutup interlude (Clone Wars) 6 echo and fives reunion (Clone Wars) Desert, Rose (Clone Wars) cody and dasa bodyguard au (Clone Wars) zeel and nel's first epic teamup (Clone Wars) Jesse and Cody exchange boyfriend notes (Clone Wars) crime triplets (Clone Wars) widow's murder mystery (Clone Wars)

(...there's more. oh god there's more. but we're ignoring that.)

given the sheer number of wips i have listed. (I thought I was normal about star wars? HA) I have no hope of tagging enough people to cover all this, and have started interacting with enough new people recently that I'm not sure who I know who's currently doing creative stuff anymore. if you see this and you have a wip or two, consider yourself tagged unless you've done this already. I'm going to do my usual little poke of @blackandblue13, @blackholeunderyourbed, @writhingcreature, and @what-point-is-there because you all are my buddies and not in the fandom that this came to me through so I know you haven't gotten poked before, but of course no pressure.

(and if you're ever like 'gee i wish i got tagged in these things' tell me! and i'll tag you next time! literally you could have never spoken to me and i'd be so thrilled to do it i just genuinely can't come up with people off the top of my head)

#tag game #wip tag game #guys what the fuck am i doing over in star wars land. who let me invent ocs. i need to be stopped (don't you dare)

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leftoverenvy · 1 year

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Contaminated - Part 6 (Epilogue)

Summary: Emily and JJ's marriage is in shambles, so Emily turns to an unlikely source of comfort: her student. To add gasoline to the fire, Emily starts an affair. A songfic inspired by Contaminated by BANKS. This part is from Liv's POV.

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x OC; Prof! Emily x POC OC; Emily Prentiss x Jennifer "JJ" Jareau

Warnings: smut (18+); heavy angst; power dynamic; age gap (unspecified – but all over 18); power imbalance; professor - student; cheating; marital arguing

Word Count: 4.7k

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Taglist: @ssa-sapphic 🧸; @reidselle 🦭; @gaelic-symphony 🎻 ; @hotchs-bitch 🦆 ; @multiverse-mxdness 🧌 ; @madelineleong

Part 6 (Epilogue) - Olivia's POV

Emily's leaving was devastating, gutting. I felt like I was drowning. For the last three months, I had been furiously treading water just to keep myself afloat, just waiting for Emily to bring me safely to shore. When it felt like my limbs would give out, she'd give me one bit of hope. It was like I was constantly swimming towards a life preserver, just for it to be pulled out of reach. I could see it; I was so close. I could feel my fingertips brush against it. And then she yanked it away again.

I was exhausted. I couldn't keep doing this. I had been holding my breath, hoping the waves wouldn't overtake me. Every muscle in me burned from the strain. I had been waiting and waiting for her to realize what we had just to get my heart broken again and again. And again.

Emily promising divorce and then taking it all back the next day was too much. What a stupid girl I was to believe her so easily. Had she not shown me what this was over and over? Why had I believed her so easily this time? You're special to me. You mean more to me… Even now, I so desperately wanted to believe I hadn't been tricked so easily. The mental gymnastics I did just to feel – even for a second – like I wasn't really the fool Emily made me were almost as tiring as keeping myself from drowning.

I pulled the covers back over my head for the thousandth time in two days, hoping it would shut out the blaring alarm telling me it was time for class. I couldn't get up to face the day. As punishment, I flung the covers to the edge of the bed and forced myself out of bed. My chest already ached even at such a mundane task.

After washing my face, I stared at my own reflection. I willed myself to see the girl I used to be. A tear silently slipped down the cheeks Emily had traced countless times before. I swore it followed the very path Emily's soft fingertips had blazed all those times before. I closed my eyes. I couldn't stand to look into the eyes Emily had said she loved so dearly when all I could see were the eyes of a naive girl who let herself fall in love with a married woman.

I had let myself skip class yesterday, and I had already skipped Emily's class earlier in the semester. I couldn't do it again today. The last time I had skipped, it was different: I had left her. In the back of my mind I had always known I would see her again. But this time she had ended things. This time, I didn't know if I could see her again. She wanted to work on things with her wife.

Even though I was dreading going to class today, I would look damn hot to show her what she had left. I put on her favorite skirt and made sure my hair was extra wild today. I was sure the person who sat behind me in class hated how big my hair was, but I needed to feel Emily's heavy gaze from across the room at least one more time. I needed to feel the electricity of that spark that started it all.

For the last few weeks, every class was spent in a daze, trying not to ruin my panties from her eye fucking me from the podium at the front of the room. I spent all class trying not to drool at the way her hand curled around her favorite pen, how her fingers draped themselves so gracefully over the side of the podium. I shifted my eyes between my hurried, chaotic notes and her lusty stare. Every time her eyes met mine, I swore my core temperature rose higher and higher until I was boiling under her stare. Couldn't I rekindle the smoldering embers of us the very way we sparked to life?

_ _ _

The first time I saw Emily Prentiss was a life-changing moment. I wasn't sure why I had gotten it into my head that she was an elderly woman. Maybe it was because I had heard that she was a retired FBI agent. The word "retired" made me think she would be frail, grey, and wrinkled. I had pictured an old librarian granny hunched over the podium of a lecture hall, whispering into a bored classroom full of freshmen.

It was my first semester as a college student. I hadn't done well in high school, so I told myself I was going to turn it around for college. I arrived to each class early, giving myself plenty of time to get my notebook and textbook out and wait for the professor. And when she walked in the lecture hall, time stopped.

I had never seen such a beautiful woman in my life. Her raven hair shined under the harsh fluorescent lights of the classroom. She had the smoothest, alabaster skin. And when she smiled at the classroom to begin, I thought I'd fall over in my chair. I had never seen such radiance. What was an angel doing in a university lecture hall?

It was a good thing I had read the syllabus before class, otherwise I would have had no idea what was going on. It was impossible to pay attention to the words coming out of her mouth when her voice was sinfully smooth. If this was any indication of how every class period would be, I was sunk for this semester.

It took two lectures to learn that I needed to read the assigned chapter before class and take copious notes. I had to learn the material before class, because there was no hope of me paying attention to anything but Professor Prentiss during class. Her jaw, her hands, her teeth, her hair, her voice. God, her voice! I was ashamed to admit to myself that some days I would run back to my dorm in between classes to rub one out after her class.

I yearned for her desperately, hopelessly, endlessly. I wanted to impress her; I wanted to capture her attention. I always tried my best to get called on when I was certain I had the right answer, but it was a huge introductory freshman lecture. There were at least one hundred of us in there. In all my life, I had never wanted someone so carnally, so viscerally. And Professor Prentiss had no idea I even existed.

_ _ _

Sitting in class now was odd. I used to look forward to coming into this room. Emily and I used class as a strange act of foreplay. On days when I would chew on the end of my pen, or blink slowly at her through thick lashes, or run my tongue over my lips, Emily always fucked me hard later. She'd pull up quickly in her sexy, black Lexus and swoop me away to fuck me better than anyone else ever could. Some days, she couldn't even wait that long. On days when I wore this skirt, I'd often get a text right after class to meet her in her office. Before this week, I looked forward to being in this lecture hall.

Now, I couldn't stand to be here. I felt like a stranger in this classroom. It was unbearable. I nearly started hyperventilating the closer the clock hands ticked to 1:00. And when she swept in the room, her presence large and imposing, I stopped breathing altogether. I was already on the brink of breaking down; seeing her was overwhelming.

She didn't look any different. I was suffering worse than I ever had before, barely holding myself together, and she looked fantastic. She slid her glasses on to read her lecture notes and I felt a familiar flutter in my tummy. I had to suppress a moan; those damn glasses did it for me every time. She truly commanded the room. She was universally well-liked, had a stellar reputation, but her presence in the classroom went beyond that. She had a presence you just didn't say no to.

No one knew what she was capable of. I had tried to say no to her once, to get a rise out of her, and it had worked beautifully. Her hands had been so rough over my body, her mouth harshly nipping at my skin. My night of ecstasy constantly reinforced by her gruff, repeated "Who's in charge here?" No student in this classroom knew what she could do. But I did.

And then she tossed me away like trash, completely unaffected. I thought we had had something special. It had meant nothing to her. I meant nothing to her.

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Days went by in a flash, days dragged on endlessly; my depression had warped all sense of time. She avoided looking at me in class. This week, I had worn all her favorite things. She didn't give me a second glance. I thought I had been depressed when I was yearning for her. It was nothing to how it felt hearing her choose her wife over me. She's my wife, Liv. I have to try. I made her a promise.

I took a page out of Emily's book. I needed to get out of here; I needed to think about how I had let myself wind up here. I hopped in the car and headed west. I didn't have a destination in mind. I wished I could go to the exact spot she had shown me a few weeks ago, but I had been too busy paying attention to the way her hands wrapped around the steering wheel to pay attention to where she was taking me.

When I had driven about an hour and it was so dark I needed my high beams, I pulled over. It was not her spot, but it would do. I laid on the hood of my car to look up at the stars, to remember how it felt to lay with Emily Prentiss that cold, early-spring night.

She said she liked to come here to think, and these days, all I could do was think. Think about her, about us, about how I had fucked up again. It hurt so bad to remember, but I couldn't get my mind to shut up.

I remembered the soft gasp I couldn't hold in entering her perfect home for the first time. It was perfectly tidy and smelled of sweet linen. I had never had that warm, welcoming home growing up. My parents thought Christmas was a waste of money. I couldn't help but let my thoughts spiral out of control at seeing her perfectly decorated Christmas tree.

It was surreal being in Professor Prentiss's house. Maybe one day we could have our own Christmas ornaments decorating our tree. The twinkling lights lit something inside me. I'd never experienced one before, but surely that was what a Christmas miracle felt like.

And then she kissed me, and I knew I had been wrong before. Her lips on mine was the Christmas miracle. My head spun, my stomach constantly flipping in pleasure. Emily Prentiss had kissed me. For a brief moment, everything was magic. Everything was right.

As she pushed me up her stairs, my thoughts moved faster than the butterflies in my stomach. This couldn't be happening. Things like this happened in fairytales, and I was not the girl that got fairytale endings. But when I was naked and writhing underneath her, nothing else mattered. In that moment, I could believe I deserved that fairytale ending; I could believe in Christmas miracles.

But Christmas miracles weren't supposed to feel like betrayal. How could a perfect afternoon turn into a nightmare so quickly? In the blink of an eye I went from living out my wildest dreams, catching my breath from the two best orgasms I'd ever had, to desperately trying to wake from a nightmare, staring at a portrait of a strange blonde woman.

"That's my wife." I nearly threw up at the word.

Emily was the perfect con artist. For a moment – one amazing, perfect moment – I believed that we were starting something special. She stared at me in anticipation, waiting for my response. My throat closed, thick with emotion and unshed tears. I would not cry; Emily didn't deserve that satisfaction. I would stay and talk about this like the grownup I longed to be for Emily. But as soon as the first traitorous tear slipped down my face, I turned and fled.

I had never felt like such a fool as I flew down the very stairs Emily had just escorted me up. I passed a portrait of the same woman that had blown this all up. Her portrait, now crooked from Emily and I's passion, was beautiful. That was the kind of woman Emily deserved. Not some child who still believed in Christmas miracles.

Tears flooded my face at the betrayal, both Emily's and my own. Emily's for all the lies she spun to fuck me, and mine for naively believing someone like Emily wanted me for more than one night.

_ _ _

As I sat on the hood of my car, I realized Emily had a pattern of reeling me in and betraying my trust. I laughed ruefully at the realization. How had I not seen it before? I knew each time I let her back into my life that she would hurt me. But even now, armed with all this knowledge of what would come, I would do it all again, wife be damned.

I traced my lips as if I could trick my brain into thinking it was her lips. I ached from how much I missed her. How she looked, how she smelled, how she felt. But my memories were all I had left. I pinched my eyes shut and reached beside me, deluding myself into thinking that if I didn't look, my hand might touch her warm thigh. I could almost feel her strong arms wrap around me from behind like they had the last time I was under the stars.

If only I could have been better. If only I hadn't stormed out of her room that first time. Maybe then, if I had just been patient, she would have chosen me instead of her wife. Maybe then, if I had just been less clingy, she'd be here with me again.

A shooting star streamed across the sky, and a tear slid down my face. How ironic that a piece of rock could catch fire so brilliantly, so quickly, and hurl itself towards Earth's surface. It reminded me of Emily and I's relationship. Fast, hot, destructive. Gone in the blink of an eye.

_ _ _

The end of the semester snuck up on me. I blinked and it was dead week. Studying for finals was never easy, but doing it with a broken heart was impossible. I couldn't focus on anything. I wasn't sleeping enough. I could hardly stand to eat. The only silver lining was that I had been responsible earlier in the semester and had drafted the final paper for Emily's class. I didn't think I would be able to complete an assignment for Emily's class now. Everything even tangentially related to Emily burned me like a hot iron. Shehad branded me forever.

I wasted hours in the library trying to study for my upcoming exams. I spent minutes on each flashcard, reading and re-reading the information, retaining nothing. How did she always do this to me? I looked across the table to the empty seat in front of me. I sighed, remembering a time when I didn't have to study alone.

I looked up from my textbook and stared in wonder. Emily really was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. From across the table, I traced her every feature with my eyes. I begged my brain to develop an eidetic memory just for this moment.

She was so focused on the papers she was grading, her glasses on her perfect nose. I bit my lip to keep from blurting out those three words that had swum around my mind all afternoon.

I loved moments like these. Her guard was down for me to see the real Emily Prentiss. I loved to see her casual and comfortable at home. Anytime we were anywhere but home, Emily put on this false bravado like a costume. I often wondered if she'd ever feel safe enough to be unapologetically herself, but I figured no. As Emily bit at the end of her pen, I cocked my head to the side. How could she not see how beautiful she really was?

I looked back down at my textbook and re-read from the top of the page for the third time today. Even silent and focused on something else, Emily was a huge distraction. Okay, I chided myself, focus.

But my eyes drifted back up, stealing another glance at her from underneath my lashes. I tried to move as little as possible, praying she wouldn't notice me staring at her. She sighed and shifted, and my eyes immediately flew back down to my textbook.

"You aren't so sneaky, you know." My stomach clenched with anxiety, my eyes widening fractionally.

"What do you mean?" I tried to play it cool; I tried to slow my racing heart. Cautiously, casually, I looked up at her. And as if I hadn't been staring at her for the last half hour, she took my breath away again.

Her mouth turned up into a half smirk. "It's okay, you know. I stare at you, too." I gasped. My stomach clenched pleasantly at her admission, but I was too insecure to let her think I stared at her, even though she admitted to doing the same.

I covered my embarrassment with false outrage. "I do not stare!" I insisted, mouth hanging open in disbelief.

She chuckled, not believing me for a second. "So then you'll be able to tell me about what you've been reading on that page for half an hour." My eyes widened further, my already large eyes growing in panic. She chuckled again, exacerbating my embarrassment. Damn her for being a profiler; she never missed anything.

"Come on, Liv," she continued her teasing. "Surely you're an expert on" - she grabbed my textbook and looked at the section headings - "Ahh! Conjugating être."

My panic swelled even further. I couldn't say anything in French to Emily, let alone conjugate this verb. "Uhm." I cleared my throat.

"Allez! Je veux vous entendre." I mentally rolled my eyes. Of course she spoke French. I swallowed thickly. Could she get any sexier?

"Uh je suis," I started.

"Good." She smiled in encouragement, and I thrilled at her praise. I wanted to impress her so badly, to seem smart and sophisticated for her.

But I didn't know the next one. I skipped to the only other one I knew. "Vous êtes…" and I paused, unsure what else to say.

"Je suis…quoi?" she asked. When I didn't respond, she was off to the races. "Vous êtes fascinante. Vous avez des étoiles dans vos yeux. Vous êtes magnifique, mon ange." Butterflies swarmed in my stomach. The way her mouth curved around French words made something inside me ache. Even if I spoke French, I had a feeling I wouldn't have been able to respond. She was so sexy; she completely erased all thoughts from my head.

"Em- I-" I didn't know what to say. "I don't know what any of that means."

She smirked again. "I know."

Hoping to end this French lesson, I snatched my textbook back and slammed it shut. "Okay, no more studying." And feeling bold, I added, "Unless you want to give me a Frenching lesson."

Emily burst out laughing, and not some light chuckle like I was used to. She had a full, head-thrown-back, teeth-on-full-display, belly laugh. I'd only ever seen her polite, restrained chuckles. I'd never heard her laugh, let alone one so genuine.

She was radiant.

A breath caught in my throat at her twinkling eyes surrounded by beautiful crow's feet. I longed to feel those lips fall on my body again. Her mouth, always so sensual, was absolutely captivating when smiling.

And that was when I knew. There was no going back for me. I was undeniably, irrevocably hers, and would be for the rest of my life. Emily was so carefree, so her, and I knew. I was in love with her.

I came out of my reverie even more depressed than before. That memory was so vivid in my mind it was like I was watching a movie. Emily's brilliance would never dull in my mind. I felt like my only purpose in life was to love her; I was useless for anything else. Now that I'd seen her beauty, I was blind to everything else.

I grumbled to myself, focusing again on the notecards in my hand. How was it possible to be distracted by her when she wasn't even here? How did I stand a chance to pass my finals when the only thing I could see was her blinding smile and mischievous eyes?

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I could have killed Emily. Of all the shit she put me through this semester, I would never forgive her for forcing us to do group projects. Though our papers were supposed to be individually written, we were required to research and discuss our findings as a group. I hated group projects, especially with the morons assigned to my group.

All evening I dreaded this study group. I hated that they chose to meet at 9:00 p.m. I hated that I had already finished my paper and received Emily's feedback. I hated that I had just one more reminder of Emily's huge presence in my life. My aversion to going to this group meeting caused me to be late. And when I finally arrived in our reserved study room, I nearly turned and walked right back out.

I prickled at them openly gossiping about Emily. She was mine. They knew nothing about the real Emily. Only I knew her intimately; they could only dream of how wonderful she was. I wasn't one for gossip anyway, but hearing them talk about someone I knew so well annoyed me further.

I tried to ignore the boys' lewd comments about her bangin' body, "you know, for an old woman." I suppressed the urge to blurt out how bangin' her body really was by biting my tongue. The taste of blood in my mouth was as bitter as Emily's departure from my life. Tuning out their wild, woven tales about her being an international assassin for the CIA, I opened my computer to try to incorporate Emily's feedback into my paper. I rolled my eyes. Didn't they know she worked for the FBI before being a professor?

I felt like I was vibrating from the effort it took to hold back. They were getting it all wrong. But of course, none of what students said about professors was accurate. Why should this have been any different? I tuned them back out, annoyed that I would have to sit here for hours because all they wanted to do was socialize.

"Did you guys hear that she's getting a divorce?" My ears perked up like a dog. I did my best to act normal, to not look overly interested in this piece of gossip.

Trying to be as nonchalant as possible, I asked, "Where'd you hear that?"

My classmate responded with a gleam in his eye. He was proud he had this hot piece of gossip. "My roommate's older: a PhD candidate working with the department head. And he let it slip. My roommate thinks he has a chance now," he scoffed. I tried my best to hold off my own scoff. No man had a chance with Emily. I wished no one at all had a chance with her.

Anger bloomed in my chest, disguising my anguish so I could process the information. I clung to the anger; it was far easier than the cresting agony threatening to overtake me. I had begged her for weeks to leave her wife. She even promised me she would, and then she dumped me anyway. She was getting a divorce, but couldn't bother to tell me herself? How could she do this to me?

I started packing up. My group obviously wouldn't miss me since we weren't going to discuss our papers. I couldn't stay here trapped in my own head. I had to know if it was true.

Though I had never dared to show up at her home unannounced before, I no longer gave a damn about her wife. I no longer cared about making her life easy. I didn't care about ruining her home life. She had ruined mine, and I needed an explanation. She owed me an explanation.

When I arrived at her house, I rang the doorbell. Impatient, I waited about ten seconds before I started pounding on the door. After about thirty more seconds of ringing and frantic knocking, Emily pulled the door open. She stood in the doorway, brow furrowed in confusion at seeing me on her doorstep. She simply stood and stared before stepping back in silent resignation, allowing me to enter.

Tears pricked my eyes as I walked into the only place I ever felt at home. It smelled just as I remembered it. Unease and embarrassment turned my stomach at the memory of walking up and down the candle aisle of every store I could think of to find one that smelled like her home. The door's familiar creak and the soft click of the lock drew me back to the present moment.

She still hadn't spoken, choosing instead to stare at me – expressionless – until I broke our silence.

"Is it true?" I asked. "You're getting a divorce?" I simply didn't have the energy for salutations or to beat around the bush. Her face remained infuriatingly impassive; I had no idea what she was thinking.

The passing milliseconds felt like an eternity as I awaited her answer. "Yes," she finally answered.

Hope bloomed in my chest. The university gossip turned out to be true. "So what does that mean for us?"

Her poker face broke, her brow furrowing. "What do you mean?"

"Well, we don't have to sneak around anymore, right?"

"I don't understand." Warning bells started sounding in my head. Something was off – she seemed cold, different. My stomach twisted unpleasantly, nausea swelling like the waves of depression had the last few weeks. I started to wish I had never come back here at all.

But no matter how loudly the warnings blared, no matter how brightly the flashing red alarm flashed behind my eyelids, I had to do this. I simply couldn't stop myself. "We can finally do this the proper way," I continued. "Be a thing – an us. No more secrets, no more lies. Don't you want that?"

"No." What? I thought I must have heard her wrong. I floundered for something, anything, to say. Had I really misread the situation so badly? "You've served your purpose." I felt her words like a sock to the gut. And to rub salt in the wound, she continued, "This was nothing."

Her lifeless face killed me. I knew what we had had. She had to be joking, but she wasn't laughing. She had to be lying, but her flat, cold eyes gave away nothing.

This was a mistake. I had, yet again, hoped my way to heartbreak. I pushed past her without another word and left. My heart shattered for the final time as she closed the door behind me without protest. The water would win. I couldn't hold myself up anymore. I had nothing left to give, so I stopped trying. With Emily gone, no life preserver in sight, I stilled my limbs and let my head fall below the water.

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A/n: We've come to the end of this story. Let me know what you think, even if it's to say how horrible I am for ending it like this. I want to say a huge thank you to everyone who read this, liked it, and reblogged it - your support is everything to me. <3

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Lavender-Multiverse - Vol 6 - Previous Post | Home | Next Post

My office AU. I have a WIP folder full of them. They make sense for SasuHina and ItaHina.

Originally titled Hired for Hell, this story was inspired in part by how Hinata handled political clan conversations in Lavender Sand and Lavender Memories. In true Lavender Clouds fashion, Sasuke doesn’t show up for 15 chapters, making everyone ship Hinata with Itachi and Fugaku ಠ-ಠ (y'all concern me sometimes, but I really shouldn’t judge). I love the trope of assistants becoming god-tier by way of fire. Mix in revenge, another twist on the convince/arranged marriage (hello Lavender Sand), and some villain-rich mom drama, and you have Testing Success.

I did love building the relationship between Fugaku and Hinata and the jokes of all the comments made about Hinata being his favorite child.

I know, I know. I will make an ItaHina office AU soon. I need to stop making him a likable character without a corresponding story to point you to. I will make one.

Ending this story marks what felt like my second era of fan fic. [Era One: Lavender Clouds, Lavender Sand, Lavender Memories | Era Two: What He Left Behind, Wheels, Testing Success] Testing Success Cover Art by @nikandrros: Post

Want to watch Hinata become Fugaku’s favorite child? Ready for K-Drama level of rich bitch mom drama?

Testing Success

Pairing: Sasuke x Hinata Rating: T

Description: Hinata accidentally applies for the director's assistant position at Uchiha Industries. Though surprised when she gets the job, it seems like the director has it out for her. His sons seem to be on her side, though.

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, October 12

Willow: “Okay, uhm, uhm, the icon’s called the-the Mark of Gachnar. I-I think this is a summoning spell for something called--” Xander: “Gachnar?” Willow: “Well, yes."

~~Fear Itself~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Blame (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by veronyxk84

What It Means to be a REAL Savior (Crossover with The Walking Dead, T) by Buffyworldbuilder

Rainbow Road (Xander, G) by kitkatt0430

The Blood is the Life (Spike, T) by EustasiaVye13

Next Time Pay Attention (Buffy, Xander, G) by AidenFlame

It Could Be Worse (Crossover with Misomer Murders, G) by Grundy

I can't believe you're alive (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Lilacsandorangeblossoms

[Chaptered Fiction]

Buffy's Chosen Friend, Part 1 (Buffy, NR) by Illyrian

The Beginning of the End - Path of the Slayer, Chapter 2 (Multiple crossovers, T) by cleric_illyria

A Love That Defies Space and Time, Chapter 20 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Spikelover4ever

Presumably Dead Arm, Chapter 22 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by tragic

A Marriage of Inconvenience, Chapter 15 (Buffy/Spike, R) by all_choseny

Mutually Beneficial Agreements, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, R) by FoolForSpuffy

To All We Guard, Chapter 10 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by simmony

From Hell with Love, Chapter 30 (Buffy/Spike, R) by temporarytitle

Fire Bird, Chapter 15 (Crossover with mythology, FR15) by batzulger

Run, Buffy, Run., Chapter 40 (Multiple crossings, FR18) by cmdruhura

A Place in the Sun, Chapter 30 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by honeygirl51885

What the Drabble?, Chapter 24 (Buffy/Spike, R) by VeroNyxK84

Autumnal Shorts, Chapter 12 (Buffy/Spike, R) by VeroNyxK84

Edge of the World, Chapter 6 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by Dynamite

Buffy's Spooky Birthday, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, R) by VeroNyxK84

Transcript: "Slayers: A Buffyverse Story," Chapter 1 (NR) by johnnyorac

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork:[Angel sketch] by fblckt

Artwork:Moment of peace by lialivingart

Gifset:BUFFY AND ANGEL IN WHAT’S MY LINE? PART I by detectivedawnsummers

Gifset:Cordelia Chase in 2.06 Halloween by slayer-pride-parade

Gifset:Buffy The Vampire Slayer S1.4 Teacher's Pet (1997) [pt. 1] by 51kas81

Gifset:Buffy The Vampire Slayer S1.4 Teacher's Pet (1997) [pt. 2] by 51kas81

Video: The Making of Slayers: A Buffyverse Story by Audible

Video: Spike & Dru take on the British Slang Challenge 🇬🇧 | Slayers: A Buffyverse Story by Audible UK

Video: buffy edit | tara + willow | i just threw out the love of my dreams by sophie

[Reviews & Recaps]

THE DAY BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER DIED by Vee Infuso

"I'm gonna die" vibes | Buffy the Vampire Slayer 5x4 "Out of My Mind" | Normies Group Reaction! by The Normies

Triangle: Buffy the Vampire Slayer 5x11 Reaction by Dakara

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER 5X18 REACTION | First Time Watching by EvilQK

Buffy The Vampire Slayer review season 2 episodes 3&4 by Once more with Abbe and Claire

Let's Rewatch Buffy! Season 1, Episode 9 by Jenny Trout

Rewatching from the start for the first time by realbonito23

Podcast: Buffy S6E18: Entropy by Booze & Buffy

Publication: ‘Slayers: A Buffyverse Story’ Bring the Multiverse to Sunnydale via The Mary Sue

[Recs & In Search Of]

Rate your Buffy reactors recced by multiple authors

[Fandom Discussions]

Who was the most careless person/thing on BTVS - Angel TS? (cont.) by multiple authors

Slayers: A Buffyverse Story releases all episodes today - thoughts? by multiple authors

Goofy question about Glory. (Season 5) by multiple authors

Least favorite season? by multiple authors

What is your favorite non conventional episode that is NOT omwf, and why? by multiple authors

Realizing Buffy got to keep her 3 core scoobies while Angel's... by multiple authors

Spike & Buffy - what’s your fav scene together? by multiple authors

Challenge: Say something genuinely nice about Riley by multiple authors

What do you find to be the truly darkest moments in Buffy? by multiple authors

Thinking about "TED" by multiple authors

Why didn't Tara know Buffybot wasn't Buffy? by multiple authors

[Articles, Interviews, and Other News]

Publication: New Buffy audio series wants to correct one of the show’s biggest injustices via Polygon

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My media this week (26 Mar-1 Apr 2023)

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📚 STUFF I READ 📚

😍👂‍Exit Strategy (The Murderbot Diaries #4) (Martha Wells, author; Kevin R Free, narrator)

😍👂‍Fugitive Telemetry (The Murderbot Diaries #6) (Martha Wells, author; Kevin R Free, narrator)

😍👂‍Network Effect (The Murderbot Diaries #5) (Martha Wells, author; Kevin R Free, narrator)

😊Spun like Sugar (Neyasochi) - 66K, sheith modern AU, very light sugar daddy vibe to start but mostly just a warm & fluffy low-angst relationship fic

🥰Lima Charlie (One-EyedBossman (desert000rose), SecretFandomStories) - 71K, Differently Okay Local Idiots #9, modern no-powers stucky - next episode of this fantastic series of two really damaged people figuring out how their jagged edges fit together - i just love it a whole lot

🥰just say you do (not playing a part #1) (biblionerd07) - 173K, shrinkyclinks modern AU, arranged marriage - reread; love this fic! lots of juicy angst & pining, great supporting cast

💖💖 +351K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

The Spirit and the Letter series (lightgetsin) - The Dresden Files: Dresden/Marcone, 4 works, 55K total - very good series that explores Harry & John's developing relationship, best summed up by this summary from the 2nd fic: "It was like playing chicken with intimacy, both of us pushing and pushing and waiting to see who blinked first." (first fic does feature a sexswap to start)

Life or Something Like It (AidaRonan) - Stranger Things: steddie, 9K - San Junipero AU!

Your last chance to trust the man with the star (burning_brighter art (burning_brighter), chaosmanor) - MCU: stucky, 30K, arranged marriage fic - I really loved Steve's character in this + the wedding outfits were amazing - would kill for some art of them

I have a lot of regrets about that (HairMetal666) - Stranger Things: steddie, 4.7K - cute & mildly angsty musician exes AU

bullet in a gun (but in the end, my time will come) (voxofthevoid) - MCU: stucky, 25K - canon divergent post-Endgame with Bucky getting railed by several different multiverse versions of Steve - reread, forever fave, hot AF

second hand unwinding (greatunironic) - Stranger Things: steddie, 23K - satisfying post canon divergent with some bonus prophecy stuff

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

Maine Cabin Masters - s7, e13

Poker Face - s1, e9

Schitt's Creek - s2, e7

Leverage - s2, e14

Staged - s3, e1

Ted Lasso - s3, e3 [2x]

LACKADAISY - Pilot

Murdoch Mysteries - s15, e1-2

Hot Ones - Florence Pugh Sweats From Her Eyebrows While Eating Spicy Wings

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Into It - Andy Warhol, Black Eyed Peas, and Unicorn Poop

⭐The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Great Balls of Twine with the Places Team

Vibe Check - In Case of Emergency - Break Glass

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - A Delicious Mission with Cheuk Kwan

99% Invisible #530 - The Panopticon Effect

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Wild Chocolate with Rowan Jacobsen

Ologies with Alie Ward - Chickenology (HENS & ROOSTERS) Part 1 with Tove Danovich

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - The Beat Museum

Films To Be Buried With with Brett Goldstein - Suzi Ruffell

Hit Parade Plus - The Bridge: Still a Rock Star

Into It - Are We Into the Gwyneth Paltrow Trial, Questlove's Disney Project, and Remaking 'The Bachelor'?

⭐ Off Menu with Ed Gamble and James Acaster - Ep 185: Florence Pugh

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

The Essential Kenny Loggins [Kenny Loggins] {2002}

Shiny, Happy Pick-Me-Ups

lots and lots of various 'white noise'

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Completed Arrow Multichapters on AO3, September, 2022

NOTE: I’m now crossposting to https://theweekinarrowfic.dreamwidth.org. Need more Arrow in your life? Why not try one of the multchapter fanfics recently completed by our talented fic writers?

Olicity

Trouvaille by SmoakingGreenArrow (Oliver/Felicity, 2/2, 2022-09-24) - When Tommy has to bail on giving his best friend Felicity a ride home from college, Oliver takes his place. The problem? Felicity hates him. And she thinks Oliver hates her back. If they can survive a 12 hour car ride together, could it lead to forever?

Other Arrow Ships & Characters

Second Chances: Artemis - Rough Draft by Lauriverfanboy1 (Thea/Roy, 25/25, 2022-09-24) - My name is Thea Queen. In another life, I spent years fighting by my brother's side as a vigilante but in this one, I now plan to become my own hero outside of his shadow. Hopefully some day, I'll become just as great as he is. I am Artemis. Part 8 of Second Chances.

【明日传奇】末日传奇电影俱乐部：第一夜（末日军团&冷队&原子侠） by buwei (Ray & Damien, 6/6, 2022-09-16) - 命运之矛被摧毁了。雷蒙德·帕尔默给自己选择了最糟糕的庆祝伙伴。比那更糟糕的是，他们或许是成立了一个末日军团与传奇版的电影俱乐部。但另一方面，谁知道他们也会给彼此做心理治疗呢？

Second Chances: Arrow - Rough Draft by Lauriverfanboy1 (Laurel/Oliver, 25/25, 2022-09-24) - My name is Oliver Queen. After dying to restore the multiverse, I found myself back at the beginning of my story and now I plan to rewrite it to not only save my city, but save those I lost before. A lot of things have changed in this new world but one that hasn't is me. I will always protect my home. I am the Green Arrow."

One More Time by Ray_Writes (Laurel/Oliver, 24/24, 2022-09-10) - Upon her death, Laurel is made an offer by a being named Mar Novu to be sent back in time and correct Earth-1’s timeline, as it is rapidly spiraling out of the Monitor’s control. Now, just under five years into her past and armed only with a partial knowledge of the timeline and a certainty she is not the right person for the job, Laurel must unite six Paragons and as many additional heroes as possible to face a coming Crisis. What changes will she make, and will they be the right ones? Time is ticking to save the world."

The Other Side of Lonely by paynesgrey (Laurel/Cisco Ramon, 5/5, 2022-09-07) - Fighting alone on the streets of Starling City, the Black Canary could use a little help from a friend. Enter: Cisco Ramon.

el orbe by Pedroedu (Laurel & Thea-centric, 11/11, 2022-09-13) - esta historia esta basada en un universo alternativo de la tercera temporada de arrow aunque aquí laurel y thea ya asumieron sus alteregos

Laser Tag by sspace_invader (Damien/Malcolm/Eobard Thawne, 2/2, 2022-09-03) - “Remember, no cheating.” Eobard sighed, preparing to just ignore Malcolm’s stupid rules and speed around the course, shooting the other team, easily winning. But doing that would cause them to get kicked out. Plus Damien and Malcolm would be mad at him. He didn’t think it was worth the risk. He mentally kicked himself for letting his partners make him soft, The Flash would laugh in his face if he could see him right now. Or The Legion plays laser tag and leads to other things.

Non-Arrow

Wedding For the Wilders by FuegoCreativeFlow (Sophie Moore/Ryan Wilder, several Arrow characters listed, 6/6, 2022-09-06) - This is the next series in my Batwoman Stories that’s connected. This story takes place four months after the “Gotham’s Drama” Series. You finally get to see Ryan and Sophie explore marriage, family, and still being badass Superheroes. I hope you all enjoy. And yes, Alani is back!!

Der Bote des Wahnsinns, das Gefängnis des Multiverse by God_of_the_stories_I_heve_written_0 (Marvel-centric, John Constantine listed as character, 4/4, 2022-09-25) - Stepfen Strange wird durch einen Streit mit Wanda Mazimof auferstehen in eine andere Welt gebracht und landet direkt vor dem Lux. In einer anderen Wersion der Arrowverse, wo John Constantine dort Stammgast ist. Er hasst die Welt und will nach Hause.

Second Chances: Kid Flash - Rough Draft by Lauriverfanboy1 (Linda Park/Wally West, several Arrow characters listed, 25/25, 2022-09-23) - My name is Wally West. For years I've traveled, trying to find my place in a world of heroes, trying to find peace. But after getting struck by lightning in a new world, I think I've finally found my place as I become the hero I was always meant to be. I am Kid Flash. Part 9 of Second Chances.

Love at first sight. by Batwoman2019 (Kate Kane/Reagan, Kara Danvers/Sara as side pairing, 7/7, 2022-09-28) - What if instead of Kate and Reagan meeting during Tommy Elliott's party they both met during crisis on infinite earth.

Crisis by WhatIfUniverse (Barry Allen/Caitlin Snow, several Arrow characters listed, 8/8, 2022-09-28) - Last year, the multiverse had a visitor named the Monitor who warned them of a crisis coming to end all life. Now the Avengers, SHIELD, and the heroes of Earth-1 must join forces again to save their universes from being destroyed, with help from a new member who has traveled back in time to help stop it. Is it enough, or will all of reality be destroyed?

#arrow

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2023 in Books, Part 1

I honored my New Year's Eve tradition of ranking the books I read throughout the year. This time I decided to split up the children's and YA books from the books for adults, because I don't think it's quite fair to compare them when they have two different audiences and often two different goals (and also when I so strongly prefer books for adults). It's like comparing apples and oranges. So here is Part 1: The Books for Young 'Uns.

As usual, this list is ranked strictly by personal preference, not by quality of writing or story, and they're based entirely on how I'm feeling right now. I reserve the right to change my mind at any time, so the list might be different next week. Cover images taken from GoodReads.

6. How Rory Thorne Destroyed the Multiverse by K. Eason Dates Read: Jan. 26-29 GoodReads Rating: Three stars Summary: I think it’s Sleeping Beauty in space? Maybe? One-sentence review: I remember next to nothing about this book but here was what I said on GR: It was kind of like if Princess Leia was an amalgamation for western fairy tale princesses and her life was being narrated by lemony snicket as a historian.

5. Sarah, Plain and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan Dates Read: I didn’t record it but it was early this year. GoodReads Rating: Three stars Summary: A woman named Sarah arrives in the prairie in the 1800s to decide if she wants to marry a widower with two children. Told from the oldest daughter’s point of view. One-sentence review: This isn’t fair for a children’s book, but I really wanted the adult version of this story, from Sarah’s point of view.

4. Eleanor by Kristiana Gregory. Part of the Royal Diaries series Dates Read: April 2 GoodReads Rating: Three stars Summary: A fictionalized account of Eleanor of Aquitaine’s life as a teenager, covering the death of her father and ending with her marriage to Louis, future king of France. One-sentence review: Eleanor and her sister, Petra, are great fun, and Gregory does a fantastic job of foreshadowing the things that are going to be important to Eleanor, like chivalric ideals and patronage of the arts, but like many of these Royal Diaries books, it focuses on the least interesting part of this extraordinary figure’s life.

3. The Great Railroad Race: The Diary of Libby West by Kristiana Gregory Dates Read: Dec. 31 GoodReads Rating: Three stars Summary: The diary of a teenage girl who’s family moves west so her journalist father (and unofficial editor mother) can cover the great railroad race between the Union Pacific and Central Pacific companies. One-sentence review: I loved this because there were so many 19th Century journalists.

2. Voyage on the Great Titanic: The Diary of Margaret Ann Brady by Ellen Emerson Dates Read: Nov. 11 GoodReads Rating: Three stars Summary: English orphan Margaret Ann keeps a diary of her trip on the Titanic after she is chosen to be a first-class passenger’s companion on board the ship. One-sentence review: Like all good Titanic stories, this book delves right into the class divisions that resulted in so many third-class passenger deaths – Emerson does not talk down to or whitewash history for her readers just because they’re children.

1. The Falling in Love Montage by Ciara Smyth Dates Read: July 28-Aug. 8 GoodReads Rating: Three stars Summary: Jaded Irish teenager Saoirse falls for romantic English girl Ruby, who tries to win Saoirse over with romantic comedy tropes. Review: This book has what all YA comedies have: a spunky narrator, a likeable love interest, fun side characters, and witty banter. That’s really all this one needed, but Smyth went one step beyond by writing a subplot involving Saoirse’s mother’s dementia and her father’s remarriage. Smyth handles the plot realistically, walking a tricky tightrope between handling the dementia sensitively while also writing Saoirse’s teenage angst—which can be pretty self-indulgent in a typical adolescent way. Saoirse worries about her mother, resents her father, and fears that one day she too will get early-onset dementia, which is why she is reluctant to fall in love or go to university. With help from old friends and new, her future stepmother, and of course Ruby, Saoirse comes to learn that planning a future around not having one is no way to live.

I had to pause this book several times (I was listening to the audiobook—and I’ll take this opportunity to give narrator Alana Kerr Collins a shout out because she was great). For personal reasons, I have a hard time reading about dementia and Alzheimer's in fiction, so it was this book was pretty emotional for me. But overall, the message was one of hope, and it was by far the best book I’ve read for children and teens in a while.

I'll post the rest of my books later today, as Part 2 is going to be longer and I want to go to bed.

#iz blogs about books #2023 in books #this was my children's books list which is why it's short #as you can see most of the children's books i read are books i remember from my own childhood that i find in my parents' house #or used bookstores #dear america series #royal diaries series #the falling in love montage

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The Triumph Of A Champion

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by SmutConnoisseur

In the midst of a gladiator fight in the Colosseum, a young king finds solace and courage in the unwavering support of his consort.

Words: 728, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of Into Alternate June-iverse '23, Part 14 of Slash Multiverse Pride

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Natasha Romanov, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Gladiators, platonic marriage, King Bucky Barnes, Gladiator Steve Rogers, Minor Violence, Swordfighting, Light Angst, Bucky Barnes Loves Steve Rogers, warriors - Freeform, Inappropriate Erections, Historical, Not Beta Read, Minor Character Death, Shrunkyclunks, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Pre-World War II Bucky Barnes, Historical Inaccuracy

from AO3 works tagged 'James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers' https://archiveofourown.org/works/48171397

#IFTTT #ao3feed #stucky #stevebucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 10 months

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The Triumph Of A Champion

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/z5x4rj6

by SmutConnoisseur

In the midst of a gladiator fight in the Colosseum, a young king finds solace and courage in the unwavering support of his consort.

Words: 726, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of Into Alternate June-iverse '23, Part 18 of Slash Multiverse Pride

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Natasha Romanov, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/z5x4rj6

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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outfitandtrend · 2 years

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[ad_1] On March 25th, Everything Everywhere All at Once opened on 10 screens in a few major North American markets where it performed spectacularly well, grossing over a half-million dollars and earning a per-screen average of over $50,000. (As a point of comparison, that same week’s box office champ, The Lost City, earned a little over $7000 per screen.) This was not particularly surprising. A wildly inventive family drama in the form of a multiverse-spanning action film filled with bizarre ideas and thrillingly staged martial arts action sequences, Everything Everywhere All at Once had all the makings of an arthouse hit even before it arrived in theaters, earning strong reviews and benefitting from an intriguing marketing campaign from distributor A24, no stranger to making arthouse hits. Nor was it surprising that the film would continue to find more success as its run expanded.What is surprising is just how much success it would find. The film will almost certainly cross the $50 million mark this weekend in a run that has yet to experience a dramatic drop-off or even a definitive tapering off. In fact, Everything Everywhere All at Once added theaters last week as it dropped a mere 6%. In short, it’s performed extraordinarily well—and it’s not done.Just how well? Scott Mendelson, who covers film and box office results for Forbes, puts it in perspective by noting that “when it hits the $52 million mark it will outgross House of Gucci at the domestic box office. That means it will have made more than any of last year’s Oscar-season awards releases, except for Dune.” That means it’s blown past films directed by Paul Thomas Anderson, Guillermo del Toro and Steven Spielberg, big (if admittedly underperforming) studio releases with big studio marketing campaigns that arrived in theaters in the midst of the movie-friendly holiday season.So what accounts for the success of Everything Everywhere All at Once? It’s tough to pin down and, despite the advantages of good reviews and a canny distributor, the film’s performance defies conventional wisdom. It’s not part of a franchise. Star Michelle Yeoh first found fame in the Hong Kong film industry in the ‘80s and ‘90s. She’s known and loved by many in the West thanks to films like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and Crazy Rich Asians, but her name isn’t a box office draw. Co-star Ke Huy Quan did appear in some huge hits, but as a child star back in the ’80s when he could be found in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and The Goonies. Set across the personal parallel universes of Evelyn (Yeoh), a laundromat owner in a strained marriage who has trouble connecting with her daughter Joy (Stephanie Hsu), the plot resists easy description. The tone veers from darkly comedic to unabashedly sentimental (touching all points in between). The previous feature co-directed by Daniel Kwan and Daniel Scheinert, a team collectively known as “Daniels,” Swiss Army Man, was warmly received but didn’t make them household names. And though Everything Everywhere All at Once is wildly entertaining it’s also demanding, maintaining a frenetic pace for much of its 139 minute running time. “It's certainly not,” Mendelson says, “a film that's intended to be watched while you are doing chores or playing on your phone.”It’s also an extremely personal film, in spite of scenes with sentient rocks and wild martial arts sequences. Kwan has described the film as both an attempt to understand and forgive his parents and as a key to recognizing his previously undiagnosed ADHD. The gulf in understanding between first- and second-generation Asian-Americans is central to its narrative. The flitting from place to place, tone to tone, and dimension to dimension is a reflection of ADHD. “I’m hoping that this film could be part of that kind of awareness, the movement of awareness around that particular mental illness or handicap,” Kwan recently told The Verge. [ad_2] Source link

#FASHIONFORMEN

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ao3feed-reddwarf · 2 years

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Mirror Wars: Reflection Two - Four weddings and one funeral

by Lala_Sara

With an auspicious and a dropping eye, With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage... William Shakespeare

Words: 18367, Chapters: 6/6, Language: English

Series: Part 15 of Dip (Dip Dip) (Считалочка)

Fandoms: Red Dwarf (UK TV), Crossworlds (1997), Jeeves & Wooster, Weird Science (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Arnold Rimmer, Dave Lister, Deb Lister, Alex "A.T." (Crossworlds), Laura (Crossworlds), Reginald Jeeves, Bertram "Bertie" Wooster, Death (Character), Chett Donnelly

Relationships: Dave Lister/Arnold Rimmer, Reginald Jeeves/Bertram "Bertie" Wooster, Deb Lister/Arnold Rimmer

Additional Tags: Multiverse

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#IFTTT #AO3Feed #Red Dwarf #Fanfic #Fan Fiction

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avanatural · 2 years

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300 Follower Celebration

Hello friends! I hope you’re all doing well! ❤ I thought I’d create a writing challenge to celebrate reaching 300 followers! ✨💃

First of all, when I joined Tumblr almost three months ago, I didn’t expect that I was going to reach 300 followers at all. Like, ever. I met such kind people on here who welcomed me with open arms! Thank you to everyone who chats with me, tags me in wonderful posts, reads my stories and/or provides me with feedback! I love you all!

You really make me feel like part of the family, and we all know that family don’t end in blood. Tumblr has become a special place to me, so thank you! Below the cut, you can find 25 quotes from Modern Family. They will serve as writing prompts for SPN-related fics.

If you want to celebrate with me, join my challenge! But first, here are the rules:

Send me an ask with the number of your preferred prompt. Each prompt will only be given away once.

Everybody is welcome to join (as long as you’re at least 18 years old)!

Do not write anything that contains underage smut, incest or non con.

Your submission has to be either a reader insert or an OC, the story itself is entirely up to you!

This challenge is not character-specific, so you can write about any SPN characters you want!

Let your imagination run wild and write fluff, smut, angst, AUs, whatever you feel like!

Feel free to combine the prompt with other challenges or bingos!

Use warnings for anything that might be triggering!

Tag me in your fics and make sure to use #avanaturals300celebration as one of the first five tags.

There’s no limit regarding word count. Keep it short, make it long, do whatever you’d like!

The deadline is January 31st, 2022. We all know life can get messy, so if you can’t make the deadline, just send me a message!

I will reblog and comment on every fic and create a masterlist with all submissions.

And finally, the most important rule: Have fun with it! ❤ No pressure, just let the creativity flow when it feels right.

Without further ado, here are the prompts:

1. “Family is family. Whether it's the one you start out with, the one you end up with, or the family you gain along the way.” @nerdyfangirl67

2. “Well, technically this is your fault because we were afraid our marriage was getting as boring as yours.”

3. “With great hotness comes great responsibility.” @eevvvaa

4. “No, see, this is exactly why we sweep things under the rug.” @waynes-multiverse

5. “It seemed like all we did was fight and make love.” @deanwanddamons

6. “I like the me I am when I’m with you.” @smellingofpoetry

7. “You’re too funny. I’m gonna share that one with my next husband when we’re spending your money.” @libre1rose8

8. “Can you scratch my nose? I feel like you’re closer.” @winchest09

9. “It’s a miracle I didn’t end up a stripper.”

10. “I don’t like another woman in my house. I want to be the star.”

11. “If you love something, set it free. Unless it's a tiger.” @carryonmywaywardcaptain

12. “Making a child is the easy part. The hard part is everything that comes after.” @myloversgone

13. “Happy Valenbirthiversary!”

14. “This magic juice is gonna help mama turn that bathtub into a swim up bar.”

15. “Marry someone who looks sexy while disappointed.” @msmarvelouswinchester

16. “That’s the whole point of a surprise party. You take somebody you really love and you play ‘em like a fool.”

17. “It's a body spray called Sex Grenade. One of the divorced dads in the hotel recommended it.” @reds-protege

18. “Always keep the rhythm in your feet and a little party in your shoulders.” @440mxs-wife

19. “I’ve been practicing like crazy all of my cowboy skills - shootin’, ropin’, pancake eatin’.” @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone

20. “Don’t cry, you’ll streak your bronzer.” @mamagynger

21. “That was hardly porn. It was a topless woman on a tractor. You know what they call that in Europe? A cereal commercial.”

22. “You just discovered the one thing you can’t make sexy.” @wonder-cole

23. “I’ve always said that if my son thinks of me as one of his idiot friends, I’ve succeeded as a dad.”

24. “Don't take this the wrong way, but I have almost no faith in you.” @taetertotsv

25. “Belle’s a princess. She faced the Beast. She stood up to the townspeople. What have you done?”

#avanaturals300celebration #spn fanfic #spn imagines #writing challenge #follower celebration #thank you #love you #spn family

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mc-lukanette · 3 years

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MC-Lukanette’s “No Context November” 2020 Masterpost

My personal “No Context November” was so much fun, and thanks to everyone who interacted with/enjoyed it! I adore Lukanette a ton and it was a blast getting out these 54,000+ words and seeing how people reacted to them.

As is appropriate since there were thirty posts involved (+1 more counting the bonus for October 31st), which may or may not be more than one can handle in a single month, here’s a masterpost of everything!

` = ficlet

* = one-shot (or close to being a one-shot if a few paragraphs/a little more context were added)

^ = part of a larger AU/hypothetical story

{AO3 link for No Context November}

(Halloween bonus) * (1003 words) - Loose Threads [Fairy Tale] [Creature Marinette] [Crafted Luka]

A fairy-tale-styled story about a lonely monster who believes in karmic justice.

Day 1 * (1601 words) - {Lukanette} [Festival] [Haunted House] [Confession] [Kiss]

After being shoved into a haunted house attraction by their friends, Luka and Marinette bond over being mutually scared and have a little talk about their feelings.

Day 2 * (2078 words) - {Lukanette} [”Party Crasher” divergence] [Crossdressing] [Marinette Wears Luka’s Clothes and He Doesn’t Know What to Do With Himself]

Upon seeing Marinette sulking outside the Agreste mansion in “Party Crasher,” Luka decides to help her out. When the direct approach fails, he takes her to his house for “Plan B.”

(bonus continuation - 1359 words)

Day 3 * (1781 words) - {Lukanette} [Cuddling] [Discussion of Visual and Auditory Interpretation] [Confession] [Kiss]

When Marinette struggles with her stress, she relies on Luka for comfort and wonders how he can do what he does. His lesson to her goes a little differently than he expected.

Day 4 ^ (2602 words) - {Lukanette} [Talks About Love] [Hurt/Comfort] [Luka Knows] [Dating Without Dating] [Gray Morality] [Mutual Selfishness] [Kiss]

In which Marinette is affection-starved and both she and Luka decide to be selfish about how they feel.

Day 5 * (1461 words) - {Lukanette} [Akuma Mention] [Hurt/Comfort] [Mentioned Confession] [Kiss]

After having snapped at Marinette due to an akuma, Luka goes to Marinette to assure her that he didn’t mean a word of it.

Day 6 ^ (2335 words) - {Lukanette} [Winged Marinette Dupain Cheng] [Luka has Cat] [Luka’s Song Sensing Taken Up a Notch]

When Marinette doesn’t meet with Luka and the others outside of school one day, Luka goes to find her and discovers something about her in the process.

Day 7 ` (600 words) - {Viperbug} [Concern] [Identity Reveal] [Kiss]

Viperion worries about Marinette on the way to an akuma battle. Ladybug explains without words why he shouldn’t.

Day 8 ^ (1212 words) - {Lukanette} [Magical Luka Couffaine] [Blue-skinned Luka Couffaine ala Silencer] [Injuries] [Meeting for the First Time]

Luka Couffaine, hailing from the Tribe of Chaos, wakes up injured in the home of a cute human girl who - to his surprise - only wants to help him.

Day 9 ^ (2178 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Time Travel] [Apologies/Regrets] [Confession] [Kiss]

While on a date that Luka had gently requested for her, Marinette confesses to her feelings for him, along with a lot more.

Day 10 ^ (850 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Housemates] [Luka and Marinette Are Just “Very Good Best Friends” (in denial)]

Luka has some issues to work out concerning moving. Marinette offers to help.

Day 11 ^ (1003 words) - {Lukanette} [Luka has Cat] [Luka and Marinette Know Each Other’s Identities] [Accidental Kiss]

Marinette meets Luka outside of school and notices that he’s acting weird. Just what is he hiding under that hood?

Day 12 ^ (1543 words) - {Lukanette} [Childhood] [Luka and Marinette Are Basically Neighbors] [Meeting for the First Time] [Paper Airplanes]

For the most part, Marinette didn’t have an opinion on the fact that her house was so close to the Seine. It’s only when she hears the sweet sound of a boy’s guitar that she changes her mind.

Day 13 ^ (1297 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Multiverse] [Pre-Established Relationship... sort of]

Marinette could use some serious help in the romance department. Luckily for her, Sass knows just the guy to send her to.

Day 14 ^ (1536 words) - {Lukanette} [Spirit Luka Couffaine] [Possession] [Confession]

Luka, having been in a spirit state for a while, feels miserable about his plan to get Marinette together with her crush (via possession, one of his few capabilities) falling through. Turns out that Marinette doesn’t mind as much as he thinks.

Day 15 ^ (2502 words) - {Vipernette} [Miraculous Cure With No Ladybug] [Miraculouses Have Side-Effects] [Meeting for the First Time] [Hugs]

Viperion suffers through the drawbacks of his cold-blooded miraculous and Marinette helps.

Day 16 * (1525 words) - {Lukanette} [Clothes] [Unspoken Confession] [Kiss]

Marinette just wanted to sleep for the day, but being a normal person requires her not to. She just wishes that she could understand why everyone keeps looking at her weird.

Day 17 ^ (1190 words) - {Lukanette} [Shared Locker] [Communication Over Notes] [Luka is Juleka’s Twin Brother] [Luka is in Ms. Mendeleiev’s Class]

Marinette arrives on the first day of school to find that someone’s things are in her locker. What might’ve seemed like something bad at first ends up being a neat opportunity to make a new friend.

(continuation - 1355 words)

(continuation - 2825 words)

Day 18 ^ (1838 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Bus Rides] [Sleep-Deprived Marinette Dupain-Cheng] [Meeting for the First Time]

Marinette ends up meeting someone on a bus ride. The circumstances behind it weren’t exactly things she’d mention to others, but it turns out not being as bad as she thought.

Day 19 ` (818 words) - {Lukanette} [post-”Silencer”] [Guilt] [Nightmares] [Luka Knows]

Luka has been, to put it simply, excessively helpful as of late, and Marinette decides to get to the bottom of it.

Day 20 ^ (1922 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Baker Marinette Dupain-Cheng] [Rock Star Luka Couffaine] [Meeting for the First Time]

When Luka comes back from tour with questions in his head, Juleka decides to solve the problem by sending him to a bakery, where he ends up being more taken by the woman working there than the actual sweets.

Day 21 ^ (1565 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Children’s Books] [Author Marinette Dupain-Cheng] [Luka Knows]

While shopping with Ivan and Mylene’s child, Luka comes across a particular children’s book that reminds him of himself (as Viperion) and Ladybug. His curiosity is piqued and he wants to know more.

Day 22 * (2682 words) - {Lukanette} [Non-consensual Kiss] [Confession] [Kiss]

Lila is up to her usual tricks again, with Marinette silently seething in the background while trying not to make a scene. This time though, Lila goes after Luka, which might just end up working in Marinette’s favor in the end, if only in what matters most.

Day 23 * (3874 words) - {Lukabug} [Adulthood] [Cut Contact] [Long-standing Crushes]

On patrol one night, Ladybug meets up with Luka after she’d (as Marinette) cut contact with him for years. They end up talking and she learns that things are much different with him than she expects.

Day 24 ^ (1578 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Coffee Shop] [Sleep-Deprived Marinette Dupain-Cheng] [Meeting For the First Time]

Luka finds an exhausted Marinette one day and decides to offer her his coffee. He expects not to see her again and ends up being very wrong.

Day 25 ` (1116 words) - {Lukanette} [Guitar Lessons] [Light Flirting] [Indirect Confession]

In which Luka just wants to continue Marinette’s guitar lessons and she returns the favor by assaulting him with feelings.

Day 26 ^ (1217 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Fake Marriage] [Jagged Stone is Luka Couffaine’s Father] [Hereditary Song Sensing] [Meeting For the First Time]

Jagged has called Marinette for an abundance of strange things over the time she’s known him. This one, though, is probably the strangest of them all.

Day 27 ^ (1460 words) - {Lukanette} [Naga Luka Couffaine] [Dimensional Travel] [Confession] [Kiss]

Waking up in the middle of the night, Luka realizes that Marinette is also awake and notices that she’s acting suspicious.

Day 28 ^ (1432 words) - {Lukanette} [Adulthood] [Adrien and Marinette Are Friends] [Bonus Adrimi] [Relationship Meddling]

Adrien and Marinette talk while on patrol, and Adrien is both shocked and confused at the fact that Marinette isn’t dating despite being in love with Luka.

Day 29 ^ (1184 words) - {Lukanette} [Not-So-Secret Admirer] [Mutually Misunderstood] [Meeting For the First Time]

Luka is lamenting how people view him, given his supposed “bad boy” appearance, when he gets a surprise visitor.

Day 30 ^ (3726 words) - {Lukanette} [Childhood] [Adulthood] [Timeskip] [Promise Rings] [Jagged Stone is Luka Couffaine’s Father] [Failed/Newfound Goals] [Flower Shop] [Music Shop]

Luka and Marinette have been best friends for years, but when Luka has to be torn away from her on his quest to be a rockstar, they make a promise that they carry with them all the way through adulthood.

#lukaneventte: No Context November #Flower Arrangement Shipping #Lukabug #Vipernette #Viperbug #((54000+ words))#((Also known as ''half a Quickspinner fic'' ;D))#Lukanette #Pro LukaMari

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