#queenie writes control

[queenofbaws]

Reading & Other Fun Rituals: What To Do When Your Bookclub is [REDACTED] a Control/Supermassive Games crossover by TheIcyQueen

After pushing back the Hiss, Jesse figures the creepiest and/or crawliest parts of her job are behind her. No more monotone chanting coming from the shadows? Check. No more low-level employees floating up by the ceiling? Check. No more HIGH-level employees trying to kill her after getting possessed? Check, check, check! Surely things will be quieter now - calmer. Only...that's not really how the Oldest House works. Suddenly there's a whole book club's worth of Altered horror novels on the loose, and if Jesse doesn't manage to take them down and return them to the Panopticon's unsettling Repository (and its even more unsettling Curator), the papercuts alone might just spell the end for her. Is everyone's favorite Director in for a scary good time, or will she be undone by some killer library fees? There's only one way to find out!

Read the COMPLETE fic on AO3!

#control #control remedy #control game #control 2019 #queenie writes control #my fanfiction #SURPRISE!!!!!! LITERALLY NO ONE ASKED FOR THIS BUT HERE IT IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #im so nervous about posting in a new fandom i could puke but HERE WE GOOOOOO!!!!!

[marchsfreakshow]

Innocent Touch {Kyle Spencer x Reader}

Lil drabble

Kyle and you are now in a relationship, much to the dismay of Zoe and Madison, but they keep their distance. Kyle has a bad memory, so you comfort him, and let him know it's alright to feel that way.

I recommend listening to "We'll Never Have Sex" while reading. It inspired me to write this.

Your perspective

⊹˚.⋆ ₊꒷ᘏᘏ︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹˚ᗢ₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷

"They did what to him?" I sat there, mouth agape as Queenie told me what happened to Kyle when Zoe and Madison first brought him back.

"Yeah. Honestly, I'm glad you came along. You taught Kyle way better than they did."

"I can hear you, you know?" Madison grumbled, walking past us. I innocently sipped my coffee, like I did not gossip about her at all. When Queenie was about to talk again, a buzz went off on my phone.

| Angel Boy ❤️ |

- Cuddle? Worry.

| Me |

- of course angel. I'll be right up with some food x ❤️

"Kyle okay?"

"He's a bit worried about something, I'll be back." I quickly picked up the coffee mug, and a bag of sweets next to me, and jogged up the stairs into my own room. Kyle was curled up in the bed, silently sobbing and hiding his face. I put everything down, then lay by him, gently pulling one of his hands away.

"Y/N.."

"I'm here my sweet boy. Shh shh, what's wrong?" I held him close, and he eventually wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling into my neck.

"Mem...memory." Kyle stopped sobbing but I could tell he wanted to cry.

"Oh, my angel. It's alright. No one will ever hurt you like that. Ever again."

I kept Kyle in my arms for a while, cuddling him close, and letting him cry, sob, or whatever he felt like he was feeling.

The evening turned to night quickly, and Kyle was asleep. I kissed his forehead, but he woke up in a panic. "No...no! Go away..!"

"Kyle! Sweets, it's me..it's Y/N. It's me." He was scrambled in the corner of the bed, I stayed on the bed but on the other side, crossing my legs. He looked like a lost, scared puppy, unable to find control in the chaos. He looked up at me again, a scared wonder in his eyes. All I wanted to do was hold him and praise him for being so brave. My scared, sweet boy. I opened my arms, and let him decide what to do.

He slowly crawled into my arms and snuggled back into me. "I'm sorry my darling...can you tell me where I can touch you?"

"Cuddles only. Maybe kiss."

"Of course. Let's watch Adventure Time for a bit yeah?" Kyle nodded and we adjusted ourselves, so he was laying on top of me, with the laptop on his own lap. "I love you Kyle, I'll do whatever so you're comfortable."

"I love you...so much."

#ahs #evan peters #american horror story #franken kyle #kyle spencer x you #kyle spencer #kyle spencer x reader #Kyle fluff #franken kyle x reader #frankenkyle fluff #ahs x reader #x Reader fluff #i love kyle sm #evan peters x reader #evan peters fluff

[fand0mh03]

Dating different AHS girl headcannons

Hey loves! I thought I would do something different, so here this is! Let me know if you have any requests for any characters and I will try to write them (if I know them lol)

Violet Harmon:

Pre-death:

walking home from school together and sharing ear pods

coming over to help her with chores, homework, ghost problems, or simply because she wanted to see you

your wardrobe = her wardrobe, and vice versa 

she would totally have a tumblr blog and would blog about your relationship 

reading together 

smoking together at the beach late at night 

sneaking out and fucking around

Tate hates you lmao

he despises everything about you

jealous ass hoe

After death:

Violet defending you against Tate and other ghosts- she’d rather have them hate her forever than them ever say a negative word to you

she is polite, so she would knock on your door before entering- though after a while she’d just come in

your room and belongings = her room and belongings

protecting each other against Tate 

she’d wait for you after school to help you with homework, cuddle with you after a long day, or just parallel play in each others company 

reading separate books together, with your head resting on her chest

you two spend time out of the house on halloween

Lana Winters:

you read everything she writes

every little thing

you’re her number one fan, and she is yours

helping her through trauma and nightmares from the asylum 

getting up early with her, and drinking coffee while reading the latest newspaper article she wrote

because of homophobia and the time, you two often spend time together in private places, but sometimes you go out to dinner, claiming you two were “just friends”

just friends my ass

she would switch between the big spoon or little spoon

Zoey Benson:

you two started off being best friends 

you showed her around the academy and didn’t judge her for being new

you understand each other 

you two started growing feelings about a month into knowing each other

you were listening to music at 3 am (due to not being able to sleep). candles were lit and you two were chatting away and learning more about each other. for some unknown reason, you both felt that night changed your relationship in the best way possible

reading together constantly

you two have like your own little book club almost

you’ll lay on her while she reads in bed, while you listen to her heart beat. Or are on your phone 

Maddison Montgomery:

she is your number one supporter 

she hypes you up constantly

“don’t he self conscious, you look better than anyone else in this room” of course she means other than herself

she loves you as much as she loves herself

taking pictures of you constantly 

takes you on surprise dates, or tells you to wear your nicest outfit

she would totally go into your room at 3 am when you’re trying to sleep just to cuddle with you

she will ignore your protests and situate herself beside you and underneath your blankets

her telling you all of the gossip going around town

she’s your best friend, and you hers

Cordelia Goode:

she is so protective over you

a tad bit overprotective 

teaches you magic and how to control your powers

you live with her in the academy 

all the girls love you

except Misty 

Misty doesn’t really like you

Cordelia working in bed with you beside her reading a book

you two are the covens mothers

“Maddison don’t touch Zoe”

“Queenie stop stabbing Maddison”

them going to you for advice 

Cordelia leaning on you and you being the only person she’s able to be herself and talk to

Winter Anderson:

today is the day guys

I’m finally writing for winter 

she tries to keep you out of the cult

you two have matching jewelry such as rings and necklaces 

you also borrow each others jewelry and clothes all the time

she’s so clingy to you- it’s adorable 

watching tv together and making fun of people

people watching and making up back stories for them

watching murder documentaries together under fluffy blankets and drinking hot chocolate 

Taissa Farmiga:

you’re her number one fan

she mentions in interviews and will go on and on about you

everyone thinks you are adorable and makes ship edits of you two

whenever you get bored you read fanfiction about her and laugh 

you made a fan page for her 

she finds out it’s you and laughs so loudly and scrolls on it for hours on end

but you don’t know this of course

she wants to see how long you’re going to keep doing the fan page for

her posting pictures of you two on her social media

going on hikes together

Sarah Paulson:

you randomly screaming her lines from her roles to her, scaring the shit out of her

you constantly scaring her and her playfully getting angry at you

there is quite an age difference between the two of you

everyone simps of you and her together

you’re the otp

everyone loves you two

you two are the couple of Hollywood 

you coming onto talk shows with her

Billie Lourd:

her bringing you flowers 

sharing clothing 

going shopping together and hyping each other up

you have multiple shirts with her face on it 

you binge watching American horror story together and you memorizing her lines

you also beg her to say her lines as she’s saying them on screen

she loves how cute you are

you’re so supportive of her, whenever she’s doing something like on the red carpet or comic con, you’re the loudest one cheering 

she’s also supportive of you and won’t miss anything that you go to, whether it be like games or acting gigs, she’s always there

#Violet Harmon #violet Harmon headcannons #Violet Harmon imagines #violet Harmon x reader #Murder house #ahs murder house #ahs fandom #ahs coven #ahs asylum #ahs fanfic #Lana winters #lana winters headcannons #Lana winter imagines #lana winters x reader #taissa farmiga #taissa farmiga x reader #Zoe benson #zoe benson x reader #Zoe benson imagines #Zoe benson headcannons #Maddison Montgomery #Maddison Montgomery x reader #Maddison Montgomery imagines #Maddison Montgomery headcannons #Emma roberts #emma roberts x reader #Billie lourd #billue lourd x reader #Billie loud imagines #Cordelia goode

[healmydesires]

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GOD DAMN… this was, so hard to say the least 😭 how do you limit yourself to 5 fics? INSANITY. but I’ve tried. so I decided on these:

1. Had It Up To Here by @luminoustarlight

2. 3 Is The Magic Number by @withahappyrefrain

3. I Lied by @flightlessangelwings

4. Spring Fling by @whataperfectwasteoftime

5. Soft & Sweet + Sugar & Spice by @cavillscurls

honourable mentions bc I think only picking 5 should be a crime. so buckle up!!!

starting with one of my besties! The fisherman’s wife by @joelmama <333. one thing I’m missing series by @joelscruff my beloved 🥺 I’m this series number one fan.

Rewrite the stars by @starbeltconstellation !!! it’s a ao3 fic and it’s just so amazing already, literally her number one fan!!! I’m obsessed!!! so check it out please 💘

weakness pt1 and pt2 by @joelsgreys their work is amazing! control by @pascalisbaby ,,, just everything that I needed in a smutty fic. ugh. yellow by @ilovepedro ,, just wholesome and so adorable. I just love it so much! wet dream by @bastardmandennis … wow I’m speechless just so good. thought about this fic for days !!! relaxation techniques… by @mandoblowmybackout this fic series is so amazing I’m still thinking about it at least once or twice a week… I love it sm! I just love marcus sm🥺

abby <3. your fics are out of this world, I can’t pick just one… so you’re getting another shout out @/withahappyrefrain 🥰 work from home. the heat is on. summertime and sundress. just to name a few ! 😭😭😭 like wow. amazing!!!

baby don’t make me spell it out for you by @p3mybeloved and who is the lamb and who is the knife as well and so many more others!!! 🥺 your works are just made of gold, diamonds everything beautiful and precious!

all the time in the world by @/whataperfectwasteoftime I am very much aware I’m picking another fic of yours but like everyone has already noticed, I can’t seem to pick. your works are amazing! thank u!

pussy pleaser by @fuckmyskywalker … uhm OBSESSED. wow. as fate would have it by @/luminoustarlight another gem of yours!!! love it sm <333 caramel i and ii by @stvharrngton just love it sm 🥺 just very dear to me! Peter’s angel by @blooming-violets … this fic will stay and live in my head rent free for YEARS to come. I’m so serious. literally brain rot oh my god.

I feel like I’m missing a lot more and no doubt will I feel bad for not mentioning more but oh my god…

love your works and many more! 🥰

I’m tagging <3 @queenie-official @luminoustarlight @sweetercalypso @withahappyrefrain @starbeltconstellation @stargirl-writes @st4rfckerz @maximoff-forevermore @joelmama @strang3lov3 @covetyou @jksprincess10 @anilovie @joelscruff @walkintotheriveranddisappear and anyone who would love to participate 🥰

#ml talks #tumblr wrapped #tumblr blorbo wrapped #this took me an hour at least to make 😭

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Judging from the fb movies, the new hp series is gonna be trash. The old movies had jk as just a consultant and they worked fine, but when given full control over the writing and directing, the fb movies were full of a lot of questionable and bad decisions, such as having Queenie join the bad guys or making Voldemort’s snake into a human woman. After the lovely Katherine Waterson dared to criticize the transphobic comments of jk, she ended up with a glorified cameo in the third film, which is especially ridiculous considering she played the main character’s love interest and had larger roles in the first 2 films. That’s setting up a pretty toxic environment for child actors to work in because it’s unlikely these kids are going to agree with her as they get older and start to form their own opinions. In addition, there’s the stupid idea that the original child actors somehow owe jk. If anything, she owes them. If the movies weren’t as successful as they were, there’d be no theme park money, no video game money, and not as many kids reading the books today.

This is one reason why I worry about the kid actors in this reboot. Next to the fact that they'll have to deal with getting hate from various people who don't ever seem to learn to stop going after kid actors in movies or shows or from butthurt Harry Potter stans (I get being mad your favorite movie's are being rebooted, but dear god leave the kids out of it), they also have terf queen's easily hurt ego to deal with.

I am being serious when I say this: it wouldn't surprise me if it's in their contracts they cannot comment on JK Rowling or her tweets unless they wanna risk their careers, given how Hollywood can treat adult actors if the adult's do something the people heading the film/show don't like, let alone kid actors. Like generally wouldn't be surprising if JK demands a recast mid-show cause one of the golden trio actors disagreed with JK.

And don't get me started on that, "They owe JK their careers, they should be quiet out of respect to her!" bullshit. They owe her NOTHING as they would have been fine without the Harry Potter films. If anything, its like you said, she owes them.

#anti harry potter #anti jkr

[pratigyakrishnaki]

Of Queens and Lions

She smiled, grinning from ear to ear as her stomach dropped and she experienced the weightlessness that came from her fighter jet executing the steepest of dives towards the lake. She fell further and further, the smile on her face growing wider and wider.

“Squadron leader Rathod, pull out of the dive NOW.” She ignored the command from Ground Control. Just a little further.

The water hurtled closer; still she did not pull up.

“Queenie! You’ll crash!” That was Lucky, her fellow teammate.

She ignored him too. There would be hell to pay for the ignorance, but this rush; she relished in it.

She was feet from the water, mere inches, before she grabbed the joystick and pulled. Hard. The jet righted itself, sending sprays of water flying while her jet’s belly kissed the edge of the lake. She let loose a loud whoop before she heard in her ear, “Squadron Leader Rathod. Ground yourself immediately and report for questioning.” 

Dammit. Sher had found her. She sighed and turned away from the lake, returning to base. Some people, would never understand the rush of flight, speed and the skies, but she, Rani Rathod, was born to live in the sky. 

-

If only some people understood that, she thought grimly as she extricated herself from her helmet and flying gear. Captain Sher Singhania, didn’t seem like someone who did. But that couldn’t be true, otherwise how would someone so young become the captain of their team so quickly? Sher’s name was infamous in their academy. He came from a flying legacy. His father and his father’s father had been generals in the Indian Air Force, and Sher seemed on the trajectory to do the same. But he was only 28. A young, mere 28. 

As Rani walked to the captain’s quarters, she remembered the first time she had met Sher. Excited to be working with him, she had seemed so eager, so quick to shake his hand. But Sher seemed to hate her from the get go.  As she stood there, her hand outstretched, he just stared at her and then turned away, greeting all the other members of the Garud Squad. She had turned red, her ears burning as she stared for just a moment longer before turning away from the man.

A/N: It's been a long while. Two years since I've been here. A lot has happened. Loss, love, and a lot more. I'm getting married in a few months, and he's helping me regain my love for writing. Maybe we'll see more of Rani, maybe not. I sure hope so though. She's become a part of me quickly.

Anyways, hope you all are well. Come say hello!

#original character #bollywood #Semi based off fighter #fighter

[uefb]

Newt and Tina, somewhere in an enchanted tent in Ireland, January 1933

An excerpt from a not-yet-published chapter of my fic With Its Head Under One Wing. (Or, today I learned I actually really do like writing ‘Newtina’, god help me.)

It rained incessantly for two days, and that night—somewhere far away, where the rain, perhaps, had not yet reached—she could hear an augurey’s cry. 

Newt was half busy chopping vegetables at the counter and half busy scribbling in a notebook (via a quietly mumbled monologue and a charmed pen) while Tina sat on the ratty couch behind him. (The one he had told her he ‘rescued’ from an alley in the Balkans—while also rescuing some creature she’d never heard of from an overly zealous potioneer—and the one she had, consequently, cast a few subtle scourging charms on because Newt didn’t seem to register things like mildew and mites quite like she did.)

Still, she was trying to read, but she found herself staring blankly at the pages of the book more often than she did actually reading them... 

Her thoughts had taken to dashing back and forth. 

There was something intoxicatingly domestic about their current scene—quiet and books and the soft voice of a person you trust—and it filled her with a warmth she hadn’t felt in far too many years. But there was something about the scene, too, that sparked memories of a deeply buried anxiety: the whispers of parents she had overheard in the night, and the subsequent whispers she had spun for Queenie, in turn, to lessen the biting acerbity of their parents’ secrets as they festered in the dark.

Perhaps it was the contrast of things, now, that set her on edge: Newt’s hair burning in the flickering light as he moved inoffensively about his tasks; the eerie sound of wind occasionally beating the utterly still, weather-spelled walls of the tent; Pickett’s warmly incessant chirping from the arm of the couch, equidistance between herself and Newt; and then that stack of translation-charmed books Newt had brought along for himself that she had not yet asked him about, because she was uncharacteristically fearful of disturbing the relaxed, liminal space they had built these past few days, and because the contents of said books were anything but light…

This was all uncomfortably real, and new, and Tina Goldstein was not used to letting herself relax. 

And she was not used to this version of Newt Scamander either, one who—far away from the presence of people, submerged in his work from dawn to dusk—was more relaxed, too, more like the man she knew from their letters: quietly funny, intensely compassionate, even as he still provided overly blunt assessments of the world and its inhabitants while tripping occasionally over his own feet.

So Newt’s new interest in European Jewish history be damned, but Tina was too selfish to bring this all grinding to a halt just yet, even as—she knew—the world beyond the walls of their tent slowly fell apart, even if that was—upsettingly—largely beyond the pale of their control…

At that last thought, Newt turned around and wordlessly floated her a cup of chamomile tea. He caught her eye with a shy smile as he plopped onto the couch beside her, legs stretched out on an overturned crate, notebook levitating before him as he absently picked at the cuff of his sweater and reread that day’s work.

Tina returned to her novel and they sat like that for an hour—side-by-side in silence (apart from Pickett’s chirping and that distant augurey’s intermittent cry), nestled in the scent of slowly cooking soup—until a particularly loud gust of wind managed to bring out a barely perceptible quiver in the wall of the tent across from them.

Newt dropped his notebook with a flick of his hand and patted the cushion between them vaguely, muttering something about charms before leaping to his feet and sticking his wand between his teeth. He had shrugged jerkily into his coat and disappeared out the front flap into the raging night before she could even blink. 

Tina was left alone, then, watching the unmoored canvas undulate in his wake like the wing of a bird torn suddenly from flight— 

She spelled it back to stillness.

#newt scamander #tina goldstein #newtina #autistic newt scamander #jewish tina goldstein #fantastic beasts and where to find them #fantastic beasts fanfiction #my stuff #slice of life #fic: with its head under one wing

[theycallmequeenie]

Update!

Aright my totally awesome and incredibly patient, lovely readers, I am working on finishing up my Angel Reyes x Reader pic and hopefully will get that posted sometime in the next 24-48 hours. I have been working on trying to get the headspace under control and there seems to be progress in that department so hopefully I will be more consistent with writing and posting as it improves.All my love to you amazing people that still put up with my flakiness and inconsistancy. I am truly grateful for everyone of you.

~Queenie

#queenie talks #queeniesmusings #queenies fanfiction #love queenie

[constxllation-of-muses]

@lonely-dragon-queenie

She heard of a battle going on, rushing as fast as she could to find any survivors. She seen many perish in past battles, but she refused to let one die here. It was very cold. She soon found a figure with red hair and wearing dark clothes. She was worried. But she saw the good in everyone and tries to see if they are. "Are you alright?"

After a fierce battle of what seemed to be a doppelganger of his, the fell dragon leaned against the rock, writing in pain as he had realized that he had failed his objective and had most likely disappointed his father.

Were things supposed to turn out this way? Or was he set for greater things if his father had taken control of the continent? Maybe perhaps he wouldn't know the answer to these questions as he lied on this frozen wasteland.

A moment not to soon, he had perked up and heard a voice reach out to him as he had slowly turned his head and saw the woman standing before him. "What was I..." he mumbled, slowly mustering up the little strength that he had to slowly stand up. "I saw someone... Who had my face... But they also had yours... Who are you?" he softly spoke, keeping his attention on the woman, sensing eeriness, yet at the same time, a warmth that he couldn't explain.

#[ alear | engaging with the divine dragon! ] #lonely-dragon-queenie

[queenofbaws]

Don't think you'll be getting to this one for a while, but I get the feeling that both of us came to the same conclusion that Langston is clearly the perfect man lol. So would it be ever so possible to get six-sentences about the cleft lip, cat dad of my/our dreams?

She'd made it all of a step away from the intercom when it crackled again.

"You know...I'm not really one for the more, uh, physical challenges I'm sure you're coming up against - honestly, between you and me, I've never even set foot on the field training course - but if you decided you needed a little extra help handling the creative aspects of this particular AWE, I'd be more than happy to - "

Jesse's hand was on the intercom button before an excuse could form, leaving her to scramble on dead air for a moment. "Hey, Langston, thanks, really, but you know, it's just that - " she froze for a beat as Polaris glimmered, filling the gaps she hadn't been able to plug herself, " - I've been picking up a lot of intel here in Investigations, and it sounds like artists need to steer clear of the Bright Falls AWE, so...you're...probably safer where you are, honestly."

She let go of the sending button, waiting and (knowing full well she was on camera) trying not to visibly cringe; a lifetime seemed to pass before the line crackled once more and Langston's voice projected outward, sounding equal parts thoughtful and relieved, "My rhymes have been described as both funky and fresh, I guess."

They sure have, buddy, Jesse thought to Polaris, raising a double-thumbs up over her head for the cameras to catch as she jettisoned off towards the blinking lights of yet another disaster, those are definitely, definitely the words I would've picked too.

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

#love-fireflysong #six sentence weekend #control remedy #control 2019 #queenie writes control #LANGSTON LOVE OF MY LIFE FIRE OF MY HEART #the moment i heard his slam poetry i knew. he was the one. hehehehehehehe

[strawberry-barista]

It was a couple of weeks into Hanekoma's vacation, and he felt like he was relaxing for the first time in a very long while. He'd hopped here and there among universes, but for the most part he'd stayed home and just enjoyed the feeling of the world around him. He took inspiration from the cities he visited and passed his money around to stay in hotel after hotel, keeping himself on the move. Drawing and writing were prominent in these times, both to record his inner journey and to express what he saw in the world around him.

Without the stress of trying, and failing, to hold up his family, Hanekoma felt free. He would sit atop buildings and spread his wings and preen himself while he soaked in the music around him. He would hum a tune and tap his foot to the unspoken rhythm, and he would draw from it a new song that would be tucked away for later. Once he was back in his own home, he'd be putting these together, an album collecting all of the beautiful music he'd encountered in his travels. There were moments when he couldn't help but think about those he left behind and mourn that he could not experience this with them, but he quickly accepted the way things were and moved on from it. It was not his place to decide how those people should handle their lives, and he had learned now to step back and let them figure things out on their own.

Overprotective, inadequately supportive, smothering and short-sighted. He had learned those things with his sessions, and he was learning how to deal with them. Where they stemmed from, what to do about it. He was learning how to come to terms with the fact that he could not help everyone and he could not force his presence or affection onto everyone and he could not place himself in a position where he was not wanted. He was learning how to be okay with that. How to love himself and find comfort in his own company. It didn't matter that he was alone most of the time. He had always been alone, after Haruto left. He had learned how to accept when his extroverted nature could push him to extremes and become a problem. How to dial himself back and be happy with what he had instead of constantly wanting more.

He was finding peace in his isolation. Not isolation. Solitary moments. Self-reflection helped a lot. Writing things down helped a lot. And he was slowly learning to let things go. Just let the pain and sadness slough off of him like shedding his skin. Because there was no reason in lamenting something he had no power over. There was no reason in mourning something he had no control over. He could only do so much, and he was glad to keep it that way. To only worry about the things he could do.

He could not beg Joshua to take him back, even if he missed Joshua. Even if that was what Joshua wanted him to do. He could not make Hazuki love him. He could not make Hope forgive herself. All he could do was sit back with open arms and the offer to hold them if they needed it, to trust that they would make those decisions on their own. And he found peace in that. It was liberating.

He rolled over in his head often what he would be doing about Ancestor and Queenie's bunch. He checked his phone time and time again to hear any kind of word from Queenie, waiting. He'd accepted that was all he could do, but he was preparing himself for the moment he was acknowledged. He had a lot to make up for. Not just for the messages he'd sent them all that hurt them all so badly. But for getting in the middle of their business when they didn't want or need him. For forcing his presence when it was actively hurting them, scaring them. When they were trying so hard to protect him. For getting so frustrated with Queenie, for trying to fight him again and again and again. For kidnapping Queenie, for forcing Ancestor to hurt him. For trying to pursue Eanas knowing full well that it was impossible, forbidden, unwanted. For tearing himself away from the distant friendship being offered to him. For hurting their precious daughter and betraying the friendship she'd tried so desperately to forge with him.

There was so much he'd done to them that he had to make up for. A simple apology, even a heartfelt apology would not be enough. He knew he was going to have to work through that one, and he was going to have to treat Queenie like the god he was working so hard to be. He would have to approach this situation with reverence, with true repentance. This was a very special case, he and was going to have to work hard for it. He was prepared for that now. He was going to do it right next time, to accept the surface-level friendships they wanted to keep with him and stand at the distance they had asked of him to begin with. He could do that. He would not give them reason to feel concern over him again.

He laid down in the bed of his hotel room at the end of the day and he stared up at the ceiling as he slowly began to drift off. Fingers black with ink stains, book tossed to the side and fat with rippled pages and glued-in inserts. His life felt as full as that book now. And he was only in the beginning leg of his journey. He felt good. It felt right, finally.

He could do this.

#anonymity annoying me ⤙ooc⤚⚄ #mentioned: kingsmedley #mentioned: hopeful hugz #mentioned: pureposer #mentioned: catncore #mentioned: dandybarista #mentioned: the-composer #mentioned: aceparagon #but nobody knew who wrote it ⤙drabble⤚⚄

[smokeybrandreviews]

Obliviate

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore is surprisingly excellent. I was legitimately surprised by how well put together this movie turned out. It’s a goddamn shame no one went to go see it in theaters because, in all honesty, i kind of want the sequels now. As a trilogy, Beasts is mediocre. The first entry was a good introduction to the world but the second is a whole ass dumpster fire. The third fixes a lot of the issues in the first two but no one knows because no one went to go see the f*cking thing due to circumstances outside of the film's control. Between WB shooting itself in the f*cking foot with it’s support of Amber Turd, Ezra Miller going on a crime spree in Hawaii while having a very public meltdown, and JK Rowling's aggressive transphobia, this movie had no chance. It’s a crying shame because this is easily the best of the Fantastic Beast trilogy and one of the better Harry Potter films, overall.

Queenie is redeemed early on, which was my biggest gripe from the second. She is my favorite character and the way her character was assassinated in favor of plot contrivance was absolute sh*t but that is the beauty of Beasts III; The plot is solid. The writing in this one is the best of the trilogy, doing a fantastic job of weaving several interconnecting plots into one coherent narrative. It does an admirable job of tying loose ends, especially with that Dumbledore stinger at the end of the second, and even goes full-on with the Dumbledore/Grindelwald relationship. Like, they overtly say that they love each other, several times. That last clash between the two was kind of heartbreaking. That aid, the Jacob/Queenie reconciliation was everything. I just wanted my darling Legilimens to get her happy ending because she was so goddamn delightful in the first movie. Jacob, too. Dude is the MVP of the entire trilogy.

Speaking of Jacob, Dan Fogler continues to be the best thing about these films. Alison Sudol will always have my heart as Queenie, but i watch these movies for Jacob and his Muggle shenanigans. Even so, we got some incredibly strong performances from Eddie Redmayne and Jude Law. They rarely disappoint but it’s hard to imagine someone else playing these characters at this point. I really enjoyed Mads Mikkelsen’s take on Grindlewald. It’s straight up Hannibal Lecter with a wand which, and no disrespect to Johnny Depp or Colin Farrell, is easily the best version of this character to date. It boggles my mind how Mads wasn’t the first person tapped to fill this role. Even more surprising was how well Ezra Miller performance as Credence. I don’t know how he kept his sh*t together to film his scenes but dude is really great in the role. He exudes this frailty and rage that you rarely see in this franchise. Beasts III is so well performed, i forgot that this entire production was a whole ass failure during it’s theatrical run.

This movie is so good. It’s up there with the latter Potter films after they figured out how to tell these stories and that’s the real crime here; This third entry gave them the formula. They finally got it right with this one and, because of forces outside of this production, we probably won’t get anymore of them. I would love the other four sequels, only if they are as well put together as this one, but if this is it, i am okay with letting the Beasts die here. There are still a great many stories that can be told and, while i think they did a good job cleaning up the mess left by the first two films, there are still a lot of plot holes that can be explored in later entries. As it stands, Fantastic Beasts III is a solid entry into the Wizarding World, the best of the Fantastic Beasts trilogy, and one of the better Potter films. I don’t think it’s fair that it failed so badly in theaters but i understand why it did. As a film, it didn’t deserve that. As a product of some incredibly problematic entities, it definitely did. If you can reconcile watching this thing with your conscious, i literally flew the Jolly roger to watch it because f*ck WB, Rowling, Miller, and Heard, I'd give it a solid recommendation. If not, i get that, too.

#Fantastic Beasts #Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore #Fantastic Beasts III #The Wizarding World

[sornorlith]

Me: I hate writing fanfic, it takes forever and I’m so scared no one will like it!

Me when I have all the control to make Sorn refer to everyone and anyone with honorifics:

“Lady Amira”

“Ms. Hoots / Ms. Hooligan”

“Madame Queenie”

“Lady Naoise / Miss Nallinto”

“Sir Raphael”

“Mr. Chorizo”

[yarnreader]

Queenie by Candice Carty-Williams (10/19/20)

Queenie, a young Jamaican-British woman, who lives in and works in London. After going through a tough and pretty messy break up with her long term boyfriend, Tom, Queenie starts to look for some release in all of the wrong places and people. As she tries to move on with her life, she spirals out of control and falls into a very dark place mentally. Her friends and family are worried about her and her work at the national newspaper is suffering. When she is at her breaking point, she seeks out help to pull her out of the pit of despair she is in.

Genre: Contemporary literary fiction

Year published: 2019

Format: Physical library book

My star rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟

I found the writing of this novel so compelling. The author did an amazing job with creating such a vivid world and relatable characters. The pacing was great, it didn't drag at all for me. I loved learning a bit about the Jamaican culture and how they handle certain topics like mental health. My only problem with this book is how after a while I started to get annoyed with Queenie. I think that was a bit of the point at some points of the story line but there were quite a few where I wanted to shake her because of how strongly I wanted her to see her worth. I'm sure other people enjoy that in stories sometimes but it's not my favorite.

#book review

[facesofthefog]

@billyholztisch asked:

I am sorry to throw all that at you. But I am just currious~ So I let you choose wich question is for who of your several muses. Hope you don't mind.

[ Misc. Ask Meme ]

🍷- How do they feel about alcohol? [ Nathan ]

Considering how he has to have everything under control, Nathan was drunk only a couple of times in his life. That does not mean he keeps away from alcohol, but he will drink in moderation. Of course, there are some rules: Never drink on the night of hunts. Never drink more than a glass. Only drink alone at home. Although now, in the fog... He no longer has an access to such drinks.

💓 - What are some signs they’ve fallen for someone? How do they show their affection? [ Samuel ]

It's difficult to tell with Samuel. He's a people pleaser even without being in love with someone. But you can catch him staring more often than with people he's neural towards. It's his way of trying to gather the courage to chat you up. As for showing affection - gift giving and words of affirmation.

🤔 - What’s something they’ll never understand? [ Bass ]

Why some mortals may not want to belong to him. He's the best Entity out there, right?

🖌️ - Do they have any hobbies? [ Nathan ]

Whilst he would consider his both "jobs" a hobby, there is something he has other than murder and writing articles. He does love to play chess.

💤 - What do they absolutely need to have to fall asleep? [ Samuel ]

Whilst he is capable of falling asleep in complete silence, Samuel prefers to have some source of sound. Even if it is the quiet voices of other survivors talking at the camp.

🍳 - How well can they cook? [ Nathan ]

Nathan may not be a professional chef, his mother had taught him the basics. The food has an appropriate amount of seasoning and you don't have to worry about it being burnt.

💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side? [ Bass ]

Bass appreciates honesty above all. Call him a bastard, tell him you hate him, call out his behavior. Surprisingly, that works. However, best way to get on his good side is through honest flattery.

☕ - Coffee or tea? [ Nathan ]

Coffee in the morning, tea in the afternoon and evening.

🧸 - Do they have any stuffed animals? If so, are they decorative or do they sleep with them? [ Samuel ]

Samuel never had any stuffed animals. Perhaps giving him one will make sleep easier.

💖 - How and how often do they try to impress their partner(s)? How and how often do their partner(s) impress them? [ Bass ]

Bass doesn't try to impress his partners. He knows his worth. But that doesn't mean he doesn't try his best. His gentle side shines through when he's around those he cares about. And in those moments, Bass will try to show he heard your needs and is willing to act upon them. As for his partners impressing him, almost daily with even the smallest of things. He's a big goof that is deeply in love.

🍽️ - What’s their favorite food? [ Nathan ]

Pasta in any form. Quick, warm, simple.

🏳️‍🌈 - What do they identify as? What are their pronouns? [ All ]

Bass - goes by He/It. Although his shell looks biologically male, as an Entity he lacks a stable sex so he's lose with his identity. Samuel and Nathan - male with He/Him pronouns.

🌳 - What’s their extended family like? [ Bass ]

There is Taker, who is something like an adoptive father, and Host, who is something like an adoptive mother. Then there is Amanda and Eli, who are his wife and husband. Finally, there are his three kids: Aster, Fia, and Queenie. Of course he is connected to the other Entities, but he doesn't consider any as blood bonds. He has no blood, after all.

#the bastard [ ooc ] #samuel [ ooc ] #nathan [ ooc ] #[ meme game ] #[ long post ] #//don't mind at all! #//hope your curiosity is satisfied <3

[smokeybrand]

Obliviate

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore is surprisingly excellent. I was legitimately surprised by how well put together this movie turned out. It’s a goddamn shame no one went to go see it in theaters because, in all honesty, i kind of want the sequels now. As a trilogy, Beasts is mediocre. The first entry was a good introduction to the world but the second is a whole ass dumpster fire. The third fixes a lot of the issues in the first two but no one knows because no one went to go see the f*cking thing due to circumstances outside of the film's control. Between WB shooting itself in the f*cking foot with it’s support of Amber Turd, Ezra Miller going on a crime spree in Hawaii while having a very public meltdown, and JK Rowling's aggressive transphobia, this movie had no chance. It’s a crying shame because this is easily the best of the Fantastic Beast trilogy and one of the better Harry Potter films, overall.

Queenie is redeemed early on, which was my biggest gripe from the second. She is my favorite character and the way her character was assassinated in favor of plot contrivance was absolute sh*t but that is the beauty of Beasts III; The plot is solid. The writing in this one is the best of the trilogy, doing a fantastic job of weaving several interconnecting plots into one coherent narrative. It does an admirable job of tying loose ends, especially with that Dumbledore stinger at the end of the second, and even goes full-on with the Dumbledore/Grindelwald relationship. Like, they overtly say that they love each other, several times. That last clash between the two was kind of heartbreaking. That aid, the Jacob/Queenie reconciliation was everything. I just wanted my darling Legilimens to get her happy ending because she was so goddamn delightful in the first movie. Jacob, too. Dude is the MVP of the entire trilogy.

Speaking of Jacob, Dan Fogler continues to be the best thing about these films. Alison Sudol will always have my heart as Queenie, but i watch these movies for Jacob and his Muggle shenanigans. Even so, we got some incredibly strong performances from Eddie Redmayne and Jude Law. They rarely disappoint but it’s hard to imagine someone else playing these characters at this point. I really enjoyed Mads Mikkelsen’s take on Grindlewald. It’s straight up Hannibal Lecter with a wand which, and no disrespect to Johnny Depp or Colin Farrell, is easily the best version of this character to date. It boggles my mind how Mads wasn’t the first person tapped to fill this role. Even more surprising was how well Ezra Miller performance as Credence. I don’t know how he kept his sh*t together to film his scenes but dude is really great in the role. He exudes this frailty and rage that you rarely see in this franchise. Beasts III is so well performed, i forgot that this entire production was a whole ass failure during it’s theatrical run.

This movie is so good. It’s up there with the latter Potter films after they figured out how to tell these stories and that’s the real crime here; This third entry gave them the formula. They finally got it right with this one and, because of forces outside of this production, we probably won’t get anymore of them. I would love the other four sequels, only if they are as well put together as this one, but if this is it, i am okay with letting the Beasts die here. There are still a great many stories that can be told and, while i think they did a good job cleaning up the mess left by the first two films, there are still a lot of plot holes that can be explored in later entries. As it stands, Fantastic Beasts III is a solid entry into the Wizarding World, the best of the Fantastic Beasts trilogy, and one of the better Potter films. I don’t think it’s fair that it failed so badly in theaters but i understand why it did. As a film, it didn’t deserve that. As a product of some incredibly problematic entities, it definitely did. If you can reconcile watching this thing with your conscious, i literally flew the Jolly roger to watch it because f*ck WB, Rowling, Miller, and Heard, I'd give it a solid recommendation. If not, i get that, too.