#rose for a snippet

[jamiesfootball]

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"Smart lad." Roy nods in approval. He waves his mug at the chair beside him. "Sit down then."

The lad awkwardly folds his lanky limbs into the chair, perching nervously on the edge of his seat like a newborn foal.

Roy smirks behind his mug. "I don't bite."

Tyler winces. "No. Right, I know. You're just- intimidating? I guess? I dunno. I can never quite believe it when I'm over here. I mean, you're Roy Kent, and you served me tea this morning, and I'm here to help ruin your kitchen. Don't know why you haven't just kicked me out yet."

This, Roy thinks, is the real problem with Jamie bringing all these young players around. The ones who've only ever played under the Tartt era of therapy and big locker room apologies and endless second chances. They all come to Roy with their hearts on their sleeves, spouting the most ridiculous drivel with their entire chests and meaning it.

It's all Jamie's fault. Every starry-eyed kid with their future still hovering in the wings who comes to Roy with hope dripping from their hands cupped in offering. Each fresh-faced little muppet with kicks like battering rams and and words that sock him in the chest. Standing behind all of them is the unrepentant Mancunian who taught them it was okay to be like that in the first place.

Wouldn't matter now if Roy tried to kick Jamie out of his house; he'd still be followed by him everywhere he went.

#rose for a snippet #writing snippet #fic: you're gonna go far kid #thank you anon! #this is much delayed as a chomp through the remainders of my last batch of roses #but it is very much appreciated <3 #roy kent #jamie tartt #the tiktok recipe / jamie's career retrospective fic

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

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Should Rebecca have kept this to herself?

It would change how I feel about you.

Keeley fucking Jones using her accountability question against her. She didn’t know if it was fair to bring this all up to Jamie here and now, but she did know she deserved whatever hatred he felt for her. She couldn’t let Ted shoulder that blame any longer.

“I truly am sorry, Jamie. I know that means very little, and I wish I could go back and change everything I did, but I can’t. I can only take accountability for my actions and apologise for them.”

“Yeah, accountability fucking matters, doesn’t it? Do you even know what you’re sorry for?”

“Yes and no,” Rebecca answered honestly.

“I told you me Dad threw a boot at me, yeah? Well that’s when we won, what do you think he did when we lost?”

#the Rebecca and jamie having fun drinking wine fic this is not #fic: you inherit the sins you inherit the flames #jamie tartt #rebecca welton #BDU #bad dads universe #thank you my lovely friend #making my way through my inbox #snippet #rose for a snippet #ask box is always open #fuck jamie’s dad

[thirteenemeraldcats]

So what are working on now? 👀

Can I tempt you to share with any roses 🌹 🌹🌹?

I CAN ALWAYS BE TEMPTED, I HAVE POOR SELF CONTROL!

An extended snip from the spoils of yesterday's sprints :)

Jamie’s good at following instructions. Roy tells him to jump, he jumps. Roy tells him to run suicide sprints until he pukes, he runs (he pukes). Roy tells him to stay still so Roy can tie him to a bike and use him as a mush-dog for a morning, he does.  (Roy wasn’t expecting that last one to work if he’s being honest. It was only once he’d watched Jamie wrap the rope around his own waist, then blink at him in earnest expectation while he stood frozen in bemused perplexity, did he realise the depth of the hole he’d dug.) So Roy had thought that following the simple instructions of, oh say, a recipe book, would be well within the little prick’s range of ability.  Jokes on him. “You measure the chocolate chips with your heart man.” Roy has his hand locked around Jamie’s forearm, forcefully preventing him from emptying the entire bag into the mixer. He knows that if Jamie actually wanted to break his grip he could do so with ease, so it says something about his higher-order thinking that he just pouts at Roy instead. “No, Muppet, you measure them with a fucking measuring cup. It’s right there in the name and all.”

#this fic is a direct response to the 'after the crown and anchor' scene in my other fic #i needed something especially sappy and happy to cleanse the palete as it were #THANK YOU TREASURED FRIEND #i have a veritable garden of roses in my inbox that i am hoarding like a horticulturalist dragon #I MUST GET BETTER ABOUT USING THEM I MUST I MUST I MUST #rose for a snippet #ask box is always open #fic: because he had no say in it (no say in it at all) #i wrote a thing #jamietarttsnorthernattitude #those sprints were a ridiculous amount of fun i can see why people like them

[futuristichedge]

Disability headcanons

#sth #sth fanart #blaze the cat #amy rose #silver the hedgehog #sonic fanart #my art #doodles #sonic disability headcanons #blaze #amy #silver #amy having a cane that transforms into her hammer is something that i think would be so fitting for her #one day ill do a masterpost with all my headcanons but for now you all just get to see snippets here and there #not that my headcanons are all that consistent anyway LOL but! Fun to imagine

[utilitycaster]

Talking as players outside the game is an incredibly important part of having good PC/PC D&D relationships, and obviously the characters involved in the relationship talking to each other in meaningful ways is crucial, but I think the importance of talking in-game in depth to other people is really underrated, in that it not only tells the other player what your character is feeling without having to reveal it in-game to them, but also serves to engage other characters in the story and deepen those platonic bonds to the point where they might even serve as confidants or wingmen. To give a bunch of examples and what they achieved:

Vax telling Gilmore he didn't want to string him along made it clear out of game that his feelings towards Keyleth were his priority, even though it happened where the other characters were not able to hear.

Similarly, Vex giving her blessing eventually after her initial resistance signaled to Liam that this would not be a major break between the twins.

Vax asking Vex what she intended to do about her feelings for Percy served not only as an opportunity for her to voice them to someone; it also serves as a big green light for Taliesin as Percy to kiss Vex later that episode (which he had already from Vex's resurrection ritual, but it underscores it).

Pike talking about Scanlan with Keyleth and Vex allows her to make it clear that she does ultimately like a lot of things about him despite sometimes being annoyed, and her talking to him through her earring while Scanlan is very much not there but Sam is at the table also serves as this kind of green light.

Jester asking Veth about kissing in relationship to Fjord lets Travis know where Jester is at and invests Veth in-game in the relationship.

Caleb asking Jester if she's "sweet on [Fjord]" lets her openly reassess her feelings after an intense arc and also indicates in-game that Caleb has noticed.

Beau waiting to hear the sound of thunder signals to Ashley (who was not at the table but who was presumably staying updated on events) that Beau has feelings for Yasha; it also allows those playing Yasha (often Matt for pure RP and Travis in combat) to return that flirting, since the baseline was already established.

Possibly the most obvious example, but Beau and Fjord's conversation on Rumblecusp not only clarifies to the whole table where everyone is (opening the door, for example, for the scenes in the beer garden a few episodes later of Caleb having Fjord and Jester dance together and Caduceus encouraging Yasha to pursue Beau) but very much serves as a green light to Ashley and Laura respectively. This is then mirrored by them talking after Beau has asked Yasha on a date and Fjord and Jester have kissed, and everyone involved can "debrief" with their partners not present in-game.

As mentioned, this is mostly about PC/PC relationships because PC/NPC is an inherently different dynamic mechanically though still should be a conversation, but Veth describing Yeza and Jester asking Caleb about his feelings about Essek both give Matt clues for playing these NPCs and how things might be received.

FRIDA mentioning their crush on FCG to Deanna means it's not a complete surprise to Sam, since it is a very sudden relationship, and lets him prepare and decide how FCG would feel in the moment, and also establishes how Deanna will feel about it.

Similarly in the C3 Uthodurn arc, Fearne going to Chetney about Deanna is an incredibly good move from Ashley (to the point that talking about this is what led me to write this whole post). It lets Travis play out where Chetney is. It lets Aabria therefore hear not only where Chetney is, but also know that Fearne is potentially interested. It establishes a ton of the dynamics for a relationship that out of game everyone knows will not have a full campaign to play out since one of the characters involved is a guest. And finally, it signals to Christian as FRIDA what the situation is in case Deanna confides in them.

#critical role #genuinely this came from hearing snippets of rose city and Ashley's choices as fearne and thinking through some of her greatest hits #and also just thinking about how like...and this is a separate post #but how silly little small talk and joking and tiny reciprocated moments are so much of the connective tissue of a relationship #like...there's a reason why ashley's characters' relationships are good even when she wasn't around a ton in past campaigns #and it's because she does try to make the characters have moments when they can so it will count #the i've seen you a lot line or like that awkward watch early on are tiny but do so much and let Marisha as Beau know to keep going

[anathemafiction]

Do the ROs believe it’s better tho have loved and lost, or to have never loved at all?

I'll answer these in the event of Romanus' death.

To have loved and lost: Hadrian, Lance, Alain, The Pirate King

To have never loved at all: Rafael, Alessa, Neia, Vallen, Ysabella

This is what they believe, not necessarily what's better for them. Rafael and Ysabella would be so devasted by your loss that they'd curse the pain in despair, not realizing, then, that the agony of the moment is simply love left adrift.

Alessa, Neia, and Vallen would be changed by the loss — and not for the better. I honestly fear the kind of people they'd each become.

The others are more emotionally mature. Hadrian would be brought to his knees, but he'd treasure the memories as sacredly as he treasures his cross. Your love would have changed Alain and Lance enough that they would never want to go back — it would be a disservice to you. How can they regret you when you've made them so much better?

And the Pirate is used to loss. You would be a treasured scar he'd wear close to his heart, always hurting but, sometimes, singing too. He'd carry you with him to wherever the sea takes him, knowing that death is never far away. You're waiting in the limbo. The Pirate knows he'll soon join his peach: and you'll find each other in the next life.

#this got sad :( #Hadrian #Alessa #Ysabella #Alain #Lance #rafael #Neia #The Pirate King #The Golden Rose #snippets

[foxaoxarts]

IT'S BEEN 84 YEARS- *EXPLODES*

#RWBY #RWBY V9 #Ruby Rose #Weiss Schnee #Blake Belladonna #Yang Xiao Long #Foxarts #*Technically* I didn't draw her but-- #I do think I'm funny thanks for asking. #GUYS IT'S BEEN SO LONGG 😭 #I got sucked into Wenclair but I can already feel the alphabet worms coming back. #10 MORE HOURS I THINK?? #I AM SO EXCITED #ALSO THE SNIPPET THAT CASEY POSTED OF THE INTRO??? #IT SOUNDS FUNKY AND I LOVE IT. #TRY TO WATCH LEAGALLY IF ABLE TO #OK THANKS #BYE FRIENDS HAVE A GOOD TIME

[green-eyedfirework]

Dick can tell that the alpha is angry from the moment he spots him. To be fair, no father would be calm right now, but angry seems like an insufficient word for Slade's current mood.

When the alpha growls, the entire clearing bows their heads.

The men chasing Dick and Rose are already dead, ripped apart by a furious wolf pack, and Dick is numb, wondering if he's next.

He was supposed to keep Rose safe. He was supposed to teach her and protect her. And he failed.

Rose is slumped unconscious in Dick's arms. She isn't seriously hurt, just bruises and scrapes and magical exhaustion, but Dick can practically feel the murder exuding off of Slade as he stalks closer.

"She's okay," Dick tries to reassure, voice hoarse.  "Just tired."

Slade's gaze snaps to him, and Dick abruptly regrets getting the alpha's attention.

The sound Slade makes is a cross between a snarl and a roar, and it's enough to start the trembling. Slade closes the distance, lips pulled back, teeth gleaming, and Dick stays on his knees, frozen to the spot. The sound of his heartbeat is the loudest thing in the clearing.

Dick's whole face is prickling. "I'm sorry," he forces out, because he failed, and then he shuts his eyes. He can't watch his death.

The bite is sudden and deep and agonizing as sharp teeth sink into the junction of neck and shoulder.

Dick cries out, or thinks he cries out, the pain a sharp counterpoint to the way he's getting dizzy. His arms are losing strength and he makes a muffled sound when he feels Rose slipping, but hands skim across his, picking her up easily.

His eyes are open again, but that doesn't make a difference, not when the world is growing ever more blurry between each gasping breath.

Slade disengages, and this time, Dick screams.

It feels like a thousand fire ants chewing on his collarbone, like someone carved him up with a superheated blade, and if this is how bad it hurts, Dick doesn't want to know how bad it looks. The world tilts around him the moment Slade lets go, and Dick finds himself sprawled in the dirt, sobbing so loud he can't hear anything else.

Something wet and cold touches his face, wandering across his skin. Please, Dick tries to say, please make it quick. If the alpha decides to play with his food, well.

The darkness is approaching swiftly, Dick's own injuries catching up with him, and Dick swears he can feel the rough, sandpaper edge of a tongue before it washes over him.

~#~

Dick wakes up feeling warm, which is pleasing enough to almost ignore the other throbbing aches that demand attention.  His shoulder is pulsating with soft waves of pain and he very carefully turns his head to avoid aggravating the injury.

He remembers—the fight, Rose passing out in his arms, his own magic drained, the wolves appearing, Slade.

The bite.

Dick swallows.  Slade was snappish the entire time Dick was teaching Rose how to use her magic, he doubts that this episode endeared him to the alpha.  The only niggling problem is that Dick feels far too cozy right now.

He cracks open an eye.  Fur.  Dim light.  Silver hair.  He blinks, looking down in surprise at the curled-up wolf pup sprawled across his chest, breaths softly whistling through the air.

He honestly thought he'd never see Rose again.

There's another pup tucked under his left arm, light-colored and drooling on his shirt, and a bigger, dark-furred adolescent wolf with his back to Dick, and on Dick's other side is—

A cold, ice-blue eye meets his gaze.  The alpha doesn't look any less angry, any less murderous in human form.  Dick is stuck to the spot, trapped by more than a sleeping wolf pup and heavy furs, as the alpha leans over him.

"Sleep," Slade says, in a voice that makes it sound remarkably like a threat.

Dick shuts his eyes, and sleep follows quickly.

#my snippets #sladick #wolf/mage au #dick is contracted to teach rose magic #of course this means he spends half the time butting heads with slade

[chodoyodes]

#chodo draws #doodle snippet :) #doctor who #green is my fav color #ninth doctor #rose tyler #ninerose

[infinite-hearts-333]

“Today is a special day! Today, our beloved Rose joins our ranks, our mission. Through time and time again, they have proven themselves- they have shown us all that this isn’t just a mission for joy- but for some, a mission for family. And with this mask, you’ll never be alone again, Rose.”

Au belongs to @onyxonline ✨

#THAT SWEET LOREEEE #♾ art #my art #smiling critters oc #space riders au #space riders oc #I feel so evil #ARE YOU SURPRISED #YOU SHOULD BE #HEHEHEH #let’s just say that Thorn was ‘gentle’ let go from the flower shop because they couldn’t care for the roses #also new OC??? cult OC???? watch out I’m coming for all of it #anyway I hope you liked this small snippet from Thorns past #and if you have any theroies on it I’d love to here it heheheh #it could have been better but it was a rushed peice cause uni life is kicking my ass big time #SR! Oura Thorn

[literalnobody]

Some Act One panels that made me cackle maniacally when I drew them the first time around, knowing they’d hit different after the finale :3

You can read the whole comic for free here! (Act 2 starts in less than one month :0!)

#rtr snippets #rose tide rising snippets #<<<tags to block if you dont want to see long posts like this anymore #rose tide rising #rtr comic #my art #my comic #mine #long post #webcomic #webtoons #webtoons canvas #webtoon

[jamiesfootball]

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Got brain wave today and wrote a fic. Like a whole fic, start to finish. Transcribing it as we speak but here's a snippet of it:

He cupped Jamie’s face between his hands. “See, you pass to Zava, and Zava scores. Zava scores; Zava wins. Everyone is happy. Even you.” He shook Jamie’s head for him. “See how much better it feels when you do not fight it?”

#rose for a snippet #writing snippet #jamie tartt #zava #zava being a creep

[minecraftbookshelf]

The first time Gemini Tay met the prince of Mythland and the young count of the Grimlands, they saved her life.

This did not set the tone for their future as she had to save their lives every time after that.

#geminitay #the wither rose alliance #rain rambles #no one requested #roseblings #for the #character stuffy snippets #and I’m a little sad about it #marriage of state au #mythicaljsausage #fwhip

[thirteenemeraldcats]

I don't think I’ve seen you post one of those rose for a snippet meme / request things, but just in case you do ever want to share something about any of the fics you’re working on — a snippet or a preview or if you’ve just got any ideas you wanna talk about — consider this an invitation:

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I said I was gonna get better about using my rose hoard and I WILL! (Also I feel like I owe you in particular for appearing like a common-sense-water-angel in my notes yesterday while my brain was trying to work out why orange was so crunchy 🫠)

From the titled-untitled-technically-redacted-title-jamie-blue-screen-day-fic which I will finish within the week if it KILLS ME.

“Jamie, what’s wrong?” He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t- He’s cold. He’s fractured. His face itches. “Can you hear me?” He can hear him. He can hear him. He can hear him. He can- “C’mon Jamie, you’re starting to scare me here.” He’s sorry. He’s trying. He wants to answer. Really, he does. He wants to speak. Wants to scream. “I need you to tell me you can hear me, lad.” He can hear him.   He can’t tell him.  He doesn’t know how to get his voice working, the distance between his thoughts and his throat is too great; a gaping, yawning chasm he can’t even look at let alone cross. But it’s Roy asking. It’s Roy Kent asking. He tries to speak to him, he really tries but he’s choking on the echoes of a voice that won’t work. That cold thing in his chest is rising up and crashing over his neck again, it won’t let him speak.  He can’t speak. He can’t speak. He can’t speak. He can’t-  He shakes his head. Slowly. Gingerly. He shakes his head. He's still looking up at Roy Kent. At Roy. Tries to tell him with his eyes. He can hear him. He’s sorry.

#thank you again my common-sense-water-angel! #AND THANK YOU FOR THE ROSES #AND THE BONUS TULIP #fic: untitled-jamie-blue-screen-day #rose for a snippet #ask box is always open #i wrote a thing #ted lasso #jamie tartt #roy kent #ted lasso fanfic #readwing #jamiesfootball #real talk how does everyone write so fast #and so CONSISTENTLY #the writers on this website are TERRIFYING #(and i treasure them all)

[abubblingcandle]

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So I'm doing that thing again where I have an idea and then that idea consumes my every waking moment until I put it on paper and then I can finally rest. (I shouldn't be allowed to rewatch S1-early S2 Ted Lasso, every time I do I get ... ideas)

So yeah here's a snippet from the new idea I have already frenziedly typed 1k of it in the last hour

Jamie rolled his head over to the side away from his injured arm and inched his eyes open. Either he was having auditory and visual hallucinations from the medley of painkillers he was likely on right now … or Leslie Higgins was sat at his bedside, rubbing circles onto the back of his hand. The circles were helping though, which likely meant not a hallucination. Therefore, Lesley Higgins was sat at the hospital bedside of the striker who get his team relegated. Which begs the question, what the fuck?

#candle writes #ted lasso fanfic #jamie tartt #leslie higgins #rose snippets

[entropy-mephit]

Dream of the Endless holds a rose in his fingers. Long stem with sharp thorns, fresh and crisp red petals crowning the flower. He doesn't know why te rose is in the Waking world with him. He just intended to manifest suitable outfit for his appointment, collecting appropriate details from minds of sleepers. And somehow rose is here.

But there is nothing about the centennial meetings that would warrant him bringing such a flower with him.

He considers petals for just moment more. Possibly one of his siblings is trying to play games, but there is nothing magical to the flower. As he walks towards the White Horse, he just throws rose to the side of path.

He opens the door to the inn, allowing the wave if voices and ever present stink of too many humans pass by him, ignoring everything as much as possible. The perfume so many people wear only adds to the unpleasantness of mixed smells.

He drifts in and out if the stream of daydreams, alternating with listening to the voices filling the space.

Sir Robert Galden has everything he wished for and Dream has nothing to offer. No warning can prepare the man for the loss that is already creeping on him. And his wife just another tragedy waiting to be written. Another blow that likely will soon break the man who bragged to never die. Dream doesn't want to see more ways it's going to turn into disaster.

He is glad he threw the rose away. Robert Galden would need to refuse it and Dream could never forgive such a slight. It's better that flower's fate was to be trampled, never to be seen.

Less people hurt in the process.

#sandman fanfiction #dream of the endless #Hob Gadling #dreamling #that one panel with rose #fanfiction snippet