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lostmyremembrall · 7 months

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love the way you write the prompts <3 may i request prompt 18 ??

📖𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐭

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝐻𝑢𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟, 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝑇𝑜𝑚 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝐺𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑦 𝐴𝑠𝑠 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝐽𝑜𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 1𝐾 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡! Now closed

A/N: Oh my god. I am SO sorry it took this long to get to yours. Please forgive me, and I hope you'll still enjoy this.

You surprise Tom with a cat

Tom’s eyes widened at the sight that awaited him. Four tiny paws. A ball of brown fur. Large two ears. The tiny creature stared up at him, and bared its teeth as it meowed. Tom couldn’t help but jerk his head backwards

“There he is!”

The enthusiastic voice of Abraxas greeted him when the resident Dark Lord peeked his head in through the doors of the Room of Requirement. His cautious eyes flickered around the room, reminiscent of an uneasy salamander that dared to poke its head out from underneath a rock to survey his surroundings.

“Let’s get this over with,” Tom sighed as he walked towards them, completely ignoring the birthday decorations that you, Abraxas, and Canopus had spent hours putting up.

“Of course. We won’t dare take up your valuable time any more than necessary,” Canopus responded somewhat sarcastically, approaching Tom and reaching up to put the cone hat that read ‘Birthday Boy’ on top of the disgruntled man’s head, knowing full well that he detested it. You might as well say that, for Canopus, seeing Tom in this humiliating hat was the only redeeming aspect of hosting this birthday party.

“You never fail to make my day, Canopus,” Tom murmured quietly, his eyes coldly narrowing on the black-haired Slytherin. You had to admit, despite the comically small ‘Birthday Boy’ hat perched atop the Dark Lord, his seething glare was still enough to send a shiver down your spine.

“Well, it’s tradition,” Canopus shrugged with a smug smirk on his lips, a brave reaction worthy of praise from a Gryffindor. You had no idea what it was that Canopus had: courage, stupidity, or simply a warped sense of fear. But, whatever it was, you couldn’t help but pity and admire it at the same time.

“So... Presents,” Abraxas clapped his hands excitedly, contently watching as the group sat around the sofas.

“Here, Tom. Happy birthday,” Abraxas beamed at Tom as he passed the wrapped package that was clearly a book from its size and shape.

Tom did not respond and tore open the paper wrapping.

“Oh. Actually… this is quite helpful,” Tom showed the book cover to you and Canopus; the title read ‘Dictatorship 101: A Beginner's Guide to Regime Change by Khalilah D Smith’. “Thank you, Abraxas. For the thoughtful gift,” Tom even managed a slight curl of his lips.

The blond looked quite pleased with himself, turning his nose slightly up in the air with a proud smile.

“Pshhh, as if our great Tom needs any instructions on becoming a dictator,” Canopus rolled his eyes.

“I, on the other hand, got the only thing Tom needs on his destined path to greatness: Time,” Canopus added an exaggerated flourish to his hands that gestured to the box on the coffee table, ignoring the clear annoyance that flashed across Abraxas’ elegant features.

“You should know, Canopus,” Tom raised a brow as he opened the box. “Your words bring nothing but anxiety to my already troubled mind.”

You peeked in over Tom’s shoulder to find what exactly he meant by ‘time’, as Canopus dramtically worded. To your surprise, it was packets of energy drink powder.

“Ohh… nooo, Canopus…” you murmured quietly, recalling the Dark Lord’s sensitivity to caffeine. The last time he tried one cup of coffee, he stayed up for four nights in a row. “What on earth made you think this was a good idea?”

“Shush shush,” Canopus silenced your words of terror, not even giving you a glance. “Tom, remember the coffee that you had? Imagine that, but double that.”

Tom’s eyes widened in amusement as he glanced at it. “By that logic, I could conquer the wizarding world twice as fast.”

“Exactly my point!” Canopus’ eyes glimmered wildly. “You don’t trust us with a thing. And you’re right to do so. Imagine how much you could get done if you could do everything yourself.”

Tom hummed, nodding along. “You know what, Canopus? For the first time in my life, you did not disappoint.”

You groaned, rolling your eyes. “You two are just enabling his unhealthy obsession with power!” You grabbed Tom’s shoulders, and he slightly wobbled from left to right as your seething eyes captured Abraxas and Canopus. “What Tom needs is stability. Emotional support.”

The wincing was visible on Tom’s face as you said the word ‘emotional support’, but before he had any opportunity to protest, you presented him with a medium-sized box. Tom was bewildered by the way the box seemed to shake on its own. But still, carefully, he opened the box.

“Oh,” Tom seemed lost for words. “Oh. This is… rather… unexpected.”

“Unexpected? What is it-” but Canopus did not need to finish his question, as a small tabby kitten poked his head out of the box and pressed his paws against Tom’s eyes.

Tom grew silent.

“You thought giving Tom a cat was a good idea?” Canopus turned his disbelieving eyes to you. “And here you were, telling me gifting energy drinks was irresponsible.”

You scowled at your friend, not noticing the kitten that had begun climbing Tom’s uniform like it was his life mission. “Well, I, as his friend who actually know him, happen to think that an emotionally volatile person like Tom needs a support animal.”

“Emotionally volatile?” Tom repeated to himself quietly, doubting his ears over the words that came from this supposed friend of his. At that moment, Tom was trying to ignore the kitten on his shoulder, who was pressing his paws against his cheek.

You had to admit, Tom was showing a surprising level of patience towards the kitten, a bitter realisation following closely behind that, perhaps, Tom tolerated the kitten more than any of his human friends. The tabby cat began to incessantly meow by Tom’s right ear, demanding his attention.

Abraxas was watching all of this with intrigued amusement in his pale eyes. “Well… let’s just hope that the cat will survive to see adulthood.”

You found the meowing rather adorable, but it was clear that Tom’s patience was quickly wearing thin. Even for kittens, the Dark Lord had his limits, it seemed. “Look, I only speak snake,” Tom barked, turning his head to the right, speaking directly to the kitten with frustration evident in his voice. “I don’t know what you want from me.”

The kitten only responded by pressing his paws on Tom’s lips, perhaps for the first and the last time the Dark Lord was silenced. Either from rage or being overwhelmed by the kitten’s cuteness, Tom’s cheeks turned a bright red. For the sake of the kitten, you hoped it was the latter.

“Oh hey,” Canopus’ eyes widened at the kitten’s bold move. “What do you know? He might just live to see adulthood.”

Tom growled as the kitten began his climb up Mt. Tom again. “How wonderful,” he murmured darkly, his displeased eyes following the kitten’s tail that swung back and forth in front of his face as he made his way up his head. The kitten was now wrestling with the ‘Birthday Boy’ hat, fighting for his spot on top of his head.

“Not so intimidating anymore, are you Tom?” Canopus snickered as his eyes flickered

between the Dark Lord and the cat that had settled comfortably on top of his head.

Tom’s vehement glare from behind the swinging tail was quite the sight to behold. At that moment, for whatever came over its small brain, the kitten leapt off of Tom’s head and landed on Canopus’ face.

“Agh! What’s happening?!” Canopus tried to pull off the kitten while its claws dug into his face. “Get it off me!”

“Yes. Yes!” Tom’s dark chuckle echoed in the Room of Requirement, while Abraxas watched the scene in terror, his hands elegantly covering his gaping mouth.

You could confidently say, that for the rest of your life, you would never forget the cheerful eyes of Tom when he turned to you and said, “You were right, dear. Emotional support was exactly what I needed.”

A/N: Ended up writing as a sequel of sorts to 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀 ℒℴ𝓇𝒹 ℴ𝓃 𝒞𝒶𝒻𝒻ℯ𝒾𝓃ℯ. Not my best writing, but hope you still enjoyed it!

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mister-tom-a-dildo-lover · 7 months

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au in which tom amd harry grow up together and toms reaction to a member of his inner circle expressing interest in 'the sweet, beautiful boy with the malachite eyes'

Fandom: HP Ship: Tomarry TAGS: pre-Tomarry, Drama, Humor, AU, Knights of Walpurgis.

~.O.~

In all his years at Hogwarts, Tom Riddle had only been challenged once. And that single time only happened one because he deliberately set the record straight and suitably terrified everyone into behaving thenceforth.

By his side through all of this, was his companion Harry. Everyone knew that Harry was Tom's. While not exactly sure what he exactly was to Tom, it was clear that be belonged to Tom and no one was allowed to touch him. In any way. And the same could be said in return about Tom himself.

They'd grown up together as The Freaks of their orphanage. Had to watch over each other because the other children were nasty little things. Tom often had to come to Harry's rescue... once he'd realized how Harry was different from the others. Seeing Harry doing magic as well and speaking to snakes too, had been enough to solidify Tom's obsession.

Harry Potter was for Tom Riddle only.

Everyone knew this.

Even all of the members of his Inncer Circles Knights knew this.

Yet somehow... the transfer student from Austria, and the newest Knight of Walpurgis, was not given The Talk.

It was obviously a mistake on someone's part because the moment those words left the teen's lips, four different Slytherins all stiffened in fear, and rushed to shush him.

"Anyone know how I can get on a first-name basis with the sweet, beautiful boy with the malachite eyes? He looks too good to pass up."

No other boy in the school had green eyes. Harry was literally it. And his eyes tended to attract a lot of attention. The poems he got every Valentine's Day were ridiculous. The Weasley girl even compared them to a 'fresh, pickled toad' one time.

To hear someone describe Harry in such a way, made Tom feel murderous. And the insinuation about Harry potentially being a good shag...

Draco and Abraxas Malfoy were shaking their heads, and Lucius was smart enough to pull the Austrian aside before Tom could, and properly educate him on the matter. Before he made any further mistakes.

To make a point, Tom stood from his place at the center of the Slytherin Table and sauntered his way on over to the Gryffindor Table, where Harry sat with his foolish, little lion friends. Harry's face brightened upon seeing him, and he shifted to give Tom room to sit down beside him.

"You look like you're planning a murder," Harry noted, patting him on the head. "We can't afford that kind of attention right now."

Ronald Weasley gaped unattractively, his egg falling out of his mouth in the process.

Hermione Granger, the much less embarrassing of Harry's friends, sighed. "Please no world-conquering while at the table?"

"No promises," Tom murmured, resting an arm around Harry's shoulders and sending a telling glare back to his own table when said Austrian floosy was watching with wide eyes.

Tom was certain the look on his faced screamed, OFF LIMITS. As it should.

He was just looking out for Harry. That was all.

There was nothing deeper than that going on.

~.O.~

A/N: Tom's in denial.

#tomarry #fanfiction #watermelonsmellinfellon

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effervescentdragon · 15 days

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*holds out a mic like a reporter* what’s your opinion on the current state of the mcu?

my opinion is that it should have died a long time ago and that everything they do is just abusing the corpse of a frankensteined thing that should have been left and buried a long time ago.

now, i am not that much up to date. i have stopped engaging with mcu after endgame, with the exception of watching the forst season of loki and wakanda forever and i think the eternals, which is good if its taken out of the wider context. my opinion is that the mcu is empty and soulless and a perfect indoctrination into individualist capitalism, warmongering patriarchy and the greedy capital-driven urge of mega corporations and billionaires to replace any sort of humanity with artificially, computer made caricatures of something that once moght have been called art.

i remember that article that tom hiddleston wrote as a response to i believe scorcese sometime way back in 2012, defending superhero movies. i am too lazy to find any refetences so whoever reads this can do their own research and correct me if im wrong anywhere, but i do believe he gave sir christopher reeve as an example. he wrote about the thruths that superheroes explore, how there is not one, but many. how it is the mundanity and the pure humanity that gets amplified and therefore explored and understood through the characters of superheroes, and it all brings us closer to the human experience. that article has stuck with me through all the years ive spent watching these movies and believing in the message - we are all superheroes in our own way. we all make choices, no matter on how much of a micro scale, to do the right thing. to protect, to shield, to fight against injustice. art is, after all, inherently political.

there is none of that in the mcu. ive seen it being chipped away piece by piece over the years, seen the ethical and moral dilemmas we all face in day to day life brought on the big screen to make us understand that there is always a choice, no matter how tough that choice may be, and that every single one of us is capable of both the biggest heroism and the most depraved atrocities, because we are, in essence only human; i have seen all that be replaced with american capitalist war and conquering propaganda, girlboss empty feminism and whatever the fuck those shit "christians" are now pandering and paddling as "family values".

the only god disney worships is obscene amount of money. the only value they respect is how little they can pay and how much they can exploit to get highest monetary value for their shitty cgi-ed recycled propaganda movies. they have turned every character into a twisted version of themselves, assigned value to only those characters who help them propagate their imperialistic capitalist world order, and are fine to spit out dozens of same content (because by now, it is content, devoid of any artistic ideation) and stomp on all that superheroes used to stand for and all that they used to teach us. they also do it in a most insidious way, giving token "other" characters, be it by their race or faith or sexual orientation or gender, while counting on the systematic lowering of critical thinking skills in people to ensure people are dazzled by the shallow representation and never look further away from the rainbow cgi and explosions to understand that mcu has become just another cog in the us imperialist war machine.

i lied. i looked up tom hiddleston's article because i think a shakespearean actor classically trained who quotes tolstoy for fun might have written a better punchline than i could write, in my despondent, disappointed and despairing state of seeing something i've loved with my whole heart be ruined ny human grief. i was right.

"Maybe playing superheroes isn't such an ignoble undertaking after all. "I still believe in heroes," says Samuel L Jackson's Nick Fury in Avengers Assemble. So do I, sir. So do I."

except. except i believe in real life superheroes. in the people protesting against the genocide in gaza. in the people on the ground risking their lives to tell us in the west, about sudan and palestine and uyghur muslims and armenia and congo, in a bid that we might turn our heads and watch the actual real life crises caused by the very imperialists who use these superhero movies to try and save their status quo of opression. i believe in a man who chose self-immolation over being party to the atrocity that is the us military. i believe in my friends in germany who go out every weekend and fight against the rising nazi regime. i believe in every person that has spoken out against the atrocities in the world, every person that has donated and educated and debated and wrote to the representatives and protested. and they still do it, and will continue to do it. these people are the real superheroes to me, and guess what? they are just humans. and those people comitting atrocities right now? they are just humans too.

this is what the superhero comics and movies that i used to watch taught me. that humans are those who have the capacity for the biggest heroism and most despicable atrocities both. we just have to choose. and that is not something that anyone will be able to learn from the mcu anymore.

#never forget to say: free palestine #i woke up angry and i saw this ask about mcu so here we go #this is my opinion on it #effervescentdragonrants #akira answers asks #i guess i truly am a fool. i dont lose hope. still

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hsgucci94 · 2 years

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requests are open!

hiii. welcome to the little world of my stories. hope you enjoy them! much love. x

Thighs

The one where Y/N asks Harry to ride his tiger.

Moans & Thighs

Showers & Tea

PART 3 (pending)

Sharing is caring

The one where Harry and Y/N share the bed for the night while secretly having feelings for each other.

One

Two

His weakness

The one where Y/N gets hurt for being the girl of a mafia leader.

"I didn't think you were the type to lose your sanity for a girl,” Wyatt, his right hand, admitted, pouring himself a glass of scotch and sitting in the armchair opposite to him.

"I didn't either," Harry simply replied, looking at a fixed point.

Wyatt chuckled, "Well, I only hope she won't interfere with our business, or she'll eventually regret messing with the mafia."

Harry gave him a death stare, and that was enough to keep his partner silent. "She won't," he stated, now playing with the rings on his fingers, "I would have never guessed she was the type to stay with someone like me, but she is."

"Does that mean you'll take her with you when the time comes?"

"It means I'll do anything to protect her. And I can't do that from prison."

He was doing business with the devil while running from the FBI. And while it was not the ideal lifestyle, it was his, and you were willing to go through it all for him.

Some said you had been brainwashed, others that you had gone crazy, but little did they know that you just happened to have fallen in love with a criminal.

Hurting

Horny

Heartbroken

PART 4

PART 5

PART 6

[ recap page ]

▹ Individual short stories

The ride (AU)

The one where Harry and Bella like each other. The issue? She's his boss' daughter.

Her first

The one where Y/N joins One Direction on tour and decides to lose it to Harry.

Rome wasn’t built in a day (AU)

It’s 1950 and Y/N’s fighting for women’s right and freedom to work, alongside her husband, Harry. But she forgets it’s a long fight that can’t be conquered in a short time, which causes them to argue.

Needy

The one where Y/N’s feeling horny and the car is the nearest place to relieve her.

It was supposed to be a quiet afternoon at home

The one where a quiet afternoon at home soon spices up for Harry and Y/N.

Long day

The one where Harry wants attention but Y/N’s working.

Don’t break my heart

The one where Y/N feels insecure when she sees Harry talking to someone else.

Surprise

The one where Harry makes it to Y/N’s birthday party just on time.

I don’t hate you

The one where Harry prevents Y/N from drinking an intoxicated beverage while they secretly have feelings for each other.

Date night at home

The one where Harry cooks for Y/N.

Overthinking

The one where Y/N feels like hers and Harry’s relationship is just sex.

A safe place

The one where Harry goes to Y/N for comfort.

The ghosts came out to play

The one where Harry and Y/N attend a Halloween party and the ghost of his ex-wife is all over the house.

The sex talk

The one where Harry wants to talk about sex but Y/N finds it uncomfortable.

Professor Styles

The one where Y/N’s summer fling turns out to be her new literature professor.

The frat boy’s girl

The one where Harry Styles might or might not have feelings for Y/N, his much more reserved and geek friend.

What’s not being said out loud

The one where Harry’s got feelings for his best friend but she’s dating some else.

The CEO

The one where you confessed your feelings for Harry, your older boss, but then he showed up at your doorstep.

Office hours

The one where Harry Styles is your part-time boss and full-time boyfriend, which makes office hours interesting.

Sexy mama

The one where you get annoyed because Harry won’t have sex with you because you’re pregnant.

❋ Love On Tour scenarios:

One day maybe

The one where Harry Styles and Y/N Y/L/N are dating off the spotlight and he gets jealous when he sees someone else (Tom Hiddleston) flirting with his girl.

Crowds

The one where Harry knows how bad Y/N’s anxiety gets in a crowd and offers her to watch his live show from his dressing room.

Pre-show nerves

The one where Harry’s feeling anxious before playing Wembley and Y/N’s there for him.

He’s in love

After Coachella Night Two, Harry can’t help but shower Y/N with love words backstage.

Haircuts and ripped pants

Pretty self explanatory… iykyk

~ Excerpts from books I’ll never write:

Untitled #1

Angst

Getting used to you

Fictional

Fragile

He’s feeling down

Untitled #2

Heartbroken

Take it off

Denim jealousy

Scars

Halloween

Dadrry

Let’s shower

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starcrossedyanderes · 2 months

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Okay idea that you totally don’t have to do anything with:

Xavier’s darling is (like me) a history nut and knows about a lot of history from all over the world from reading books and watching documentaries

So when Xavier decides to start a long lecture about Colvakia’s history because his future wife needs to know these things, darling finishes his sentences and eventually takes over the lecture as Xavier sits there stunned with major heart eyes

I just know he’d be so happy and think that it was so cute that his darling already knew all about his homeland, he might even think it’s fate

This is so long, but I couldn’t help it! Inspiration struck, ya know? Also I assure you, I am working on that Tom fic!

Xavier taps a baton onto a large map that hung up on the wall.

“Ok, dahling, listen up. It is absolutely vital that you learn and remember the history of Colvakia, if you want to rule it one day with me.”

You were sat down at a table, notebook and pencil at the ready. You nodded your head eagerly, being the little nerd you are.

“Alright then. Colvakia for quite a while was part of Österreich-Ungarn, or as you may know it, the Austro-Hungarian empire. But in 1918 the Great War, or World War 1, ended and the empire was dissolved. Colvakia was one of the countries that were formed.”

Your eyes shined with excitement, the eager learner you were.

“But in 1922 the Soviet Union was formed. And a few years before that the Romanovs were assassinated. This is where the history of Colvakia really starts to begin.”

You eagerly raise your hand, practically bouncing on your toes. Xavier sees this and raises an eyebrow.

“Yes, dahling?”

“But aren’t the Devorskýs related to the Romanovs?”

Xavier nods his head, content with the question.

“Very good, dahling! We in fact are related to the Romanovs! We were cousins that managed to evade the slaughter. And this is important why..?”

Xavier lead me on with that question.

“So it makes your claim to the throne legitimate!”

Xavier chuckles at your eagerness.

“Correct, once again (Y/n)! 100 points to you!” Xavier snaps his fingers, instantly summoning a servant. “You there, get the future tsarina some ptichye moloko! I think she’s earned it after such a-“ Xavier goes in to caress her cheeks “-wonderful answer” Xavier steps back and the servant scuttles off, probably to the kitchen.

“Now, with the Soviet Union now formed, you can imagine some people did not want any part in it, or wished for refuge. So that is how Colvakia got such a surge in Russian citizens. But, around World War 2 we were conquered by Germany, then the Soviets. You can understand how this was an awful time for us.”

You solemnly nod your head, thinking to all the suffering that must have occurred.

“We mostly kept to ourselves, primarily farming. And by some miracle, we were relinquished to our own devices! The Soviets were too busy on other fronts, that we were able to be relinquished from their grip!”

You raise your hand again.

“Wasn’t that called the Day of Miracles?”

Xavier eagerly nodded his head, so happy with your answer.

“Yes, it most certainly is! It got its name because of how many miracles seemingly occurred that day. For one, the fact we got our independence back so quickly. The second being forces from other countries thinking we were still occupied by Germany, and the fact most of the Soviet forces that were present were redirected. Many say it took an act of God for all to happen, hence the name.”

“Now, we were in an interesting state. We needed to rebuild, and most of our citizens were immigrants from Russia or other countries. But we were also heavily Austrian-Hungarian still, hence where we get our 3 main languages or German, Russian, and English.

Now, here’s where the Devorskýs come in. My great grandfather, Dominik, was a rather wealthy man as he came from rather high ranking Russian nobility. But they also used that money to build varying companies, along with farms. He had a specialty with breeding peacocks, hence the prevalence of them here. Either way, Dominik was also known as a rather kind man, who essentially spearheaded the rebuilding efforts. In fact, many buildings here are named after him because of his funding of philanthropy.”

You oohed, at this fact, as it finally answered why you’ve seen so many buildings with the name Dominik.

“Now, Colvakia was in need of a government, and we played around with regular democracy for a bit there. But it was terribly, terribly corrupt in our case. It was how we ended up under the thumb of the Germans, then Soviets. Also, it was completely and utterly rigged. So still reeling from that, we thought it was best to stay away from that form.

But we also saw how badly communism affected us, and knew it wasn’t a viable option. So that mostly left a monarchy as the only option.

Oddly enough, Dominik had-“

You couldn’t help it anymore, you had to blurt out what you knew!

“Dominik was volunteered for the role because of his philanthropy and him being a leader already! Also people liked him being descended from Russian royalty so they eventually declared him King! Then Colvakia slowly gained more land from either purchases, or some countries volunteering to join them! That’s how Colvakia got to where it is today!”

You panted, trying to catch your breath after blurting out so much. Meanwhile, Xavier just stared at you, in awe.

“Y-yes. Absolutely correct!”

Before you knew it, you were being absolutely bombarded with kisses.

“Correct! All of it! Wunderbar dahling! Wunderbar!”

Xavier let out a chuckle

“You cheeky little thing, I bet you were just trying to put me under your spell even more!”

You chuckled as well

“Well did it work? But in all seriousness, I just really love history.”

“Well, it’s certainly clear you are meant to be queen one day. And here I thought I couldn’t fall in love even more~”

#starcrossedyanderes #yandere #romance #original character #yandere romance #yandere male #yandere oc #xavier devorsky #yandere prince #xavier

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slitherinfest · 10 months

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Slither In Fest Masterlist!

A big round of applause and a heartfelt thanks to all the awesome people who have joined us for this year's fest! It's been an absolute delight to see each and every one of your entries.

Once again, special thanks to @dividawrites for letting us reuse her banner art.

Thank you all for appreciating Bottom Tom | Voldemort with us! We hope to see you all again next year.

Please see below the cut for a masterlist of all works!

A Total Absence of Light by @crowcrowcrowthing E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort | 7,535 words | Complete

My name is Tom Riddle, and I am the Boy Who Lived. Something happened to turn Harry Potter into the Dark Lord, and I will do whatever it takes to learn his secrets. I don’t care that he killed my parents. I don't care that he stole my childhood. All I want is to earn the right to call myself his apprentice.

chiaroscuro by @cindle-writes E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | 7,213 words | Complete

Immortal children are illegal. Harry makes one anyway.

Flinch by @applesbasketcaseart E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort | 5,082 words | Complete

"Tom, I want you to meet my friend, Harry Potter." There's something a bit odd about Mr. Potter.

Freedom from those Pages by @azuredreammira E | Tom Riddle/Voldemort | 9,417 words | WIP

It started out as a deal, selling his body in exchange for freedom. But Tom Riddle quickly became Voldemort’s advisor and lover, ensuring that the one who had created him years ago did not go insane.

He'd Love To See Inside by TrinisetteArcobaleno E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort | 5,631 words | Complete

Lord Voldemort has an important event to go to tonight. He obviously decides to wear his best suit. Harry Potter, a child that Voldemort took in after killing his parents, presented as an alpha the same day of the event.

In Perfect Unity by @i-dream-of-libraries E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort | 9,052 words | Complete

Harry has just begun his work as the only Priest in a small town when a man comes to confessional one night and traps Harry in the booth with him.

Tom walks in on purpose. He’s heard the warnings of the townsfolk some miles away from the border. They warn him against entering, against lingering, against taking an interest, but he is Tom Marvolo Riddle. He is in his prime, forever frozen that way, and he will conquer the world.

Like Calls To Like by TrinisetteArcobaleno E | Tom Riddle/Tom Riddle Sr. | 4,856 words | Complete

Tom Marvolo Riddle’s father found him before he had ever known about Hogwarts. Unbeknownst to Tom Jr., his father planned to visit him tonight.

multiplicity by @duplicitywrites E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle/Harry Potter | 7,780 words | WIP

At the age of twelve, Tom is well on his way to having all of Hogwarts wrapped around his clever, crooked finger. Others are beneath him, unworthy of his regard—but for Professor Evans, Tom is willing to make an exception. When transfer student Harry Potter arrives mid-November, Tom is inclined to dismiss the older boy as another arrogant Pureblood who will treat him with disdain. Only, Harry isn’t like the others. Not at all.

Never Meet Your Heroes by @ujiin E | Salazar Slytherin/Tom Riddle | Voldemort | 6,960 words | WIP

Tom is in a little bit of a predicament. "Did you need anything else, Slytherin?" Tom manages to say without a single hitch or stutter, even though it feels so incredibly wrong to address a literal founder of Hogwarts this way.

Pitch Black by @kagariasuha E | Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Horcrux/Harry Potter | 2,403 words | Complete

The proximity of Horcruxes can influence anyone - especially Harry.

Tight Quarters by @maraudersaffair E | Abraxas Malfoy/Tom Riddle | 2,488 words | Complete

High off casting dark magic, Tom and Abraxas sneak into a cupboard and have some fun.

Wind Tunnels by @mrmxlemons E | Tom Riddle | Voldemort/Ron Weasley | 10,433 words | WIP

The locket holds Ron closer than anyone else has. He doesn't want to let it go.

#harry potter #tom riddle #voldemort #lord voldemort #bottom tom #bottom voldemort #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanfic #fanfic #tom riddle fanfiction #tom riddle rarepairs #slither in fest #update

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corneliaavenue-ao3 · 1 year

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god rest my soul

Ginny Weasley is still haunted by the person who stole her girlhood.

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They whisper about her "How could she not know? Not know about Lord Voldemort, and not realize who she was writing to?"

But they would never understand that she was his Medusa and he was her Poseidon.

Poseidon plucked Medusa out of a crowd and tried to keep her all to himself. When she refused, he took her to the steps of Athena’s coliseum and took her innocence.

Tom Riddle, a hero in the eyes of Hogwarts. Trophies celebrated the lies he told. A god in the eyes of those who worshiped him. A monster to those who witnessed his cruelty. He took one look at her, an innocent girl, and used her. He brought her to his temple and destroyed her innocence. Possessing her mind and her body, forcing her to wring the necks of roosters and write chilling threats on the cold stone walls in their blood.

Of course she was unaware how devilish he was at first. Blinded by his charm, the sweetness of his promises. The promise of a friend.

If she had known the drink she was handed was poison, she would have spit it out. Instead, she got drunk on the prospect of companionship. When Ron was poisoned, they reacted swiftly, treating him with a bezoar. When she was poisoned, her brothers turned away from her even as she was foaming at the mouth.

She was soon isolated from her family and her only friend was a diary in her pocket.

So when his words turned cruel, she excused them as a joke. Until one day she realized how wretched he was and tried to flush him down a toilet.

Like Athena punished Medusa, Tom punished her. Using a snake to turn friends into stone.

It didn't matter that she was just a child.

When she tried to fight back, he drug her down below the depths of the Black Lake to that Chamber, the final place where she was meant to lay.

If it weren't for her knight in shining armor who slayed the dragon and carried her off into the sunset, she would be rotting below the castle.

But that was then.

Now, the trophies dedicated to Tom had long been removed from the halls. The world recognized him as the monster he is and not the Lord he claimed to be.

His mortal body rot wherever the Ministry decided to dig his grave. Unknown to the public. Even the hero that conquered him wasn't privy to the knowledge of Tom’s final resting place.

Yet, the memory of Tom still haunts her years after. Wise men say, "Clarity is in death," but Tom Riddle is alive in her nightmares.

The mind healers all of her friends were prescribed assigned her exercises to overcome the nightmares. At first she complied, writing letters addressed to the fire.

"Dear Tom" she would start each letter, but never make it further than that before her throat burned and panic set inside her at the haunting familiarity of those seven letters.

Thankfully the paper never wrote her back. Even though she was desperate for answers.

Harry’s healers didn't give any better advice.

When she awoke from nightmares in her too warm bed (she should be waking up on a cold wet floor), the spot next to her in bed was often vacant.

She would find him nursing a cooled tea at the kitchen table drowning in the misery that he could not save them all.

Her Harry who would volunteer to take Atlas's place to hold up the world if that meant he could save one more person even if it meant he would be crushed by the weight.

She knew she was unworthy of his love, yet she was unable to convince him of the same thing.

Where she stared in the mirror and saw snakes for her hair, he saw golden strands.

His hands warmed her body at night. After the events of the final battle, they clung to one another, and somehow, not yet let go.

Together they grieved and suffered the losses they faced. Together they began to heal.

Slowly, she felt her snakes shed their skin and she felt more human. On days when everything Harry endured became too much, she slid next to him and lifted the world off of his shoulders to relieve some of the weight.

Once she found the strength to fight gravity, she deceived it all together and flew.

When Perseus beheaded Medusa, her child, Pegasus, was born. Pegasus took flight to the skies reaching incredible heights, soaring to the land of the gods.

After the events of the Chamber, the only thing that brought her comfort was flying.

In interviews she would joke that her brothers never let her fly with them when she was a child, so she became a better Quidditch player than all of them out of spite.

The truth was that in the air, the Lord of the Sea could not reach her. Flight was when she finally became the Ginny Weasley she once remembered being before she was ever touched by him.

#ginny weasley #harry potter #tom riddle #hinny #chamber of secrets #would've could've should've #medusa #posiedon #harry x ginny #I wrote this on the way home yesterday #and i am in my Greek Gods era rn

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the-masked-artist05 · 7 months

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Okay, so as I said in the tags of my last post, I wanna show you all the concept I have in mind for the Leaders AU!

This takes place sometime after the end, Tord is the Red Leader and is building his army, made his robotic arm and works on several different machines to help him in his quest for world domination.

One day, Tord is experimenting with multidimensional travel and accidentally opens three portals. Each of these portals lead to dimensions where each of his former friends are in a similar position as him. Each goes by the names Green Leader, Blue Leader and Purple Leader. When the four dimensions are joined via the portals, chaos ensues. The three new leaders believe that the other dimensions could be conquered as well as they were technically a part of their world now [according to them].

Tord, along with his fellow friends comrades must find a way to stop them and send them back to their original dimensions while preventing his former friends from knowing about their existence.

I'm thinking that Tom and Edd decide to team up and just join their armies together. While on the other hand, Tord convinces Matt to work with him with something in return [and maybe the fact that Matt isn't too fond of this version of Edd so he sticks with Tord… for now.]

I wanna work on this more but I would like to hear what you all think!

#mask chats #writing ideas #eddsworld #ew leaders #ew matt #ew tom #ew edd #ew tord #i also wanna bring back Todd as a head researcher or something similar for Tord's army #plus i wanna do version of that and Pat and Paull for the other leaders too #like each leader has two main soldiers and a right hand man #but that's just my thoughts

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k-s-morgan · 1 year

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Hi!

I love your WHGTB so much! I just finished it and it's awesome! You are awesome!!! :3

At the beginning of the fic, you said you decided to write WHGTB because all the "Harry raises Tom" type fics you like are unfinished.

What inspired your new fic?

How long will it last in general? I can't wait to read your new TomHarry!

Please, stay safe.

Hello! Thank you so much, I'm so happy you enjoyed WHGTB and that you are excited about the new story!

When it comes to Tomarry, I always loved two tropes: Harry raising Tom & Harry and Tom studying at Hogwarts together. Since the latter is much more common and there are more completed stories with this plot, I was interested in exploring the Harry-raising-Tom scenario first. Now that I'm done with it, I can move on toward my other favorite idea!

What inspired me in general:

1) The grand and gloomy atmosphere of Hogwarts of Tom Riddle's time, where he is still a brilliant, intelligent wizard slowly building his empire. His canon school years always intrigued me because they are wrapped in mystery while being arguably the darkest and the most complex period in HP history. They unfolded during the time of two large wars, giving birth to the greatest and darkest wizard of all. The politics, the knowledge, the blood that must have accompanied this process - it's fascinating. For some reason, those years give me a feeling of dark romanticism, something I don't feel in Harry's Hogwarts days.

2) The idea of Tom, with his already-shaped vicious, elitist views, becoming infatuated with the worst possible person who threatens everything he has managed to build and who's destined to possibly kill him. Choosing Harry above his more powerful, more influential followers; being obsessed and protective of him even though they represent two opposite sides and killing Harry would be the smartest choice. I love the idea of enemies-to-lovers-to-enemies-who-are-in-love-with-each-other :D

3) The thought of Tom's frustration and resentment over having to return to the orphanage year after year, being forcibly torn from the world where he feels like a king, thrown into the circumstances most of his fellow Slytherins cannot imagine - an aspect he has in common with Harry that will unite them further. The horror of the bombing of London Tom likely experienced at least partly, something that's never elaborated upon in the books but which I always felt strongly about. The way it could have fuelled Tom's hatred toward anything related to Muggles even more, building a contrast with how Harry might react in the same circumstances.

4) The endless manipulations and machinations Tom can come up with to get what he wants, countered by Harry's stubborn determination to oppose him. The power plays and the constantly shifting power dynamics, the equal dance of obsession - since Harry and Tom are of the same age, they'll be on a more equal ground, and their conflicts will reflect it. The increasing number of Tom's allies and worshippers put against Harry's contempt and criticism, which will frustrate Tom into losing his fake composure and make him succumb to his more natural temper.

5) The shaky foundation of the wizarding world of that time that canon Tom could have conquered if he made smarter choices. The society was terrified and uncertain, and I love imagining what Tom's large-scale confrontations with Harry could do to it.

In short, I'm inspired by the idea of Harry and Tom growing to be powerful young leaders who are in love and obsessed with each other, but who refuse to compromise their principles and are prepared to fight to achieve their goals. Who will duel each other in the afternoon, destroy their followers, and then lose themselves in each other in the evening. WHGTB Tom was a variation of a child Tom who was raised by Harry, which affected his views and values; this is the CoS Tom who already has one Horcrux, whose views are set in stone, and who doesn't plan on loving anyone. The idea of world dominion is rooted in his mind and Harry is the last thing he expects.

I love the moral ambiguity of this scenario. After all the development, Tom would rather kill any follower who disrespects or harms Harry as opposed to eliminating Harry himself, despite knowing he is the biggest threat to his rule. Harry, in turn, would rather risk people who trusted him than execute any plan that could result in Tom's destruction. What their obsession and possessiveness will push them to is fascinating to consider - there are so many potential arcs in this plot.

This is approximately how I imagine their relationship to have gone in canon if Harry ended up travelling to CoS Tom's time. That version of Tom would not be easily swayed - neither would Harry. They would clash violently, they would hate each other, but they would also be inevitably drawn together because of everything they have in common and everything they see in each other.

The expected count is 23 chapters for now, but it can change in both directions since the size of my updates is always unpredictable! My characters don't like listening to me :D

#my fics #tomarry #tom riddle #harry potter

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happyzyx · 6 months

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[ARTICLE] 231018 Lay Zhang Is All-In: K-Pop Superstar and ‘No More Bets’ Actor Is Ready to Take on Hollywood

As an original member of K-pop powerhouse Exo, Lay Zhang enjoys household-name status across wide swaths of Asia. But after conquering the world of boy bands and embarking on a wildly successful solo career, the Chinese actor, singer-songwriter, dancer and fashion icon just wants to collaborate with Joe Wright.

“I loved ‘The Darkest Hour’ and would like to have the opportunity to work with [him],” Zhang tells Variety of the British director. “I like a movie that can dig into the personality and conflict.”

For K-pop talent looking to cross over to Hollywood careers, the field is crowded. Blackpink’s Jennie Kim scored a buzzy role in Sam Levinson’s HBO series “The Idol.” And after signing with CAA in 2021, Aespa became the first K-pop act to perform at the Governors Ball and Outside Lands music festivals. But Zhang is perhaps best poised for the pivot thanks to his starring role in this year’s massive box office hit “No More Bets” (nearly $530 million worldwide). He’s already laid the groundwork: “No More Bets” got a limited release in the U.S. in September, while his solo debut EP, “Lose Control,” hit No. 4 on Billboard’s World Albums chart.

Last month, the 31-year-old pop phenom signed with Range Media, the management company behind Bradley Cooper and Tom Hardy, and embarked on a 13-day trip to the United States, where he took meetings with executives at production company Escape Artists (“The Equalizer”) as well as Sony casting director Ashley Marks.

“I want to be an actor who can bridge between Chinese and American culture,” says the hoodie-wearing Zhang, who prepped for the stateside swing by binge-watching “The Ellen DeGeneres Show.” “I hope that the success of ‘No More Bets’ in China is just the beginning of being able to be recognized as an actor in the U.S.”

Zhang, who is fluent in Mandarin, Korean and English, is still figuring out some of the cultural nuances. When asked who his favorite music performers are, he offers up Michael Jackson and Chris Brown before catching himself and checking with his manager. “Can I say that?” Then he settles on a controversy-free dream collaboration.

“The Weeknd would be at the top of the list,” Zhang says. “I really like the way he’s changed pop music, and he’s incredible what he’s able to do onstage.”

After wrapping concerts in August for his Grand Line tour in Shenzhen and Beijing, Zhang is looking to expand into the lucrative U.S. music market, recording with such producers as David Stewart and SoolGotHits (Beyoncé) during his visit.

On the film front, he will be seen starring opposite Jackie Chan in next year’s “A Legend,” the long- awaited sequel to the 2005 martial arts adventure pic “The Myth.” The big-budget production gave him an opportunity to work with one of his career inspirations.

“He does his own stunts,” Zhang says, explaining what’s most impressive about the “Rush Hour” star. As for his other bucket-list team-up, he says with a laugh, “Tom Cruise. He does his own stunts.”

By Tatiana Siegel

#zhang yixing #yixing #lay #exo #p: variety #variety #p: article #231018

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baby-girl-e · 2 years

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It’s been a long long time

Characters - Iceman x Maverick, Goose x Carol, Hangman x Rooster

Summary - Maverick had acquired three miracles in his life, Three things he doesn’t think he can live without until he loses them, and gets them back.

Word Count - 3.7k

Warnings - Cannon character death, Grief, funeral, hopelessness, re-imagining of the afterlife

A/N - This is by far the saddest thing I’ve ever written, but also the sappiest if you can believe it. The inspiration for this fic came to me after I watched a TikTok of a sweet old lady that described what she thinks the afterlife might look like. I want to make it clear this is far from religious, just very sweet. Please enjoy and don’t come at me with your pitchforks if I made you cry, because I certainly did.

Maverick was a reckless son of a bitch. He lived a life of adrenaline, a life running from one adventure to another. His first adventure was learning to fly, forcing his way into a Navy that didn’t want him. He knew what he wanted and he went out and got it. Flying brought him his next adventure, Nick Bradshaw. The man that became ‘mother goose’ was a friend you only got once in your life. He was married to a smart as a whip girl that could put you in your place and make you laugh in the same sentence. Together they had a kid that was smart enough to cure cancer and like his parents, brighten up your entire day. The whole family was a ray of sunshine that nobody could resist. That ray of sunshine even melted his next adventure, the iceman. Now this adventure did not start out as such. It started out as more of a thing to be conquered. If he was better than him, he was truly the best there ever was. In his strife for victory he overlooked one simple thing about the man, he wasn’t in it for fame and glory. No, he wanted to climb to the top to make a difference. He wanted to look out for the little guy, and what better way to do that then from a rank that can make actual change. So yeah he flew ice cold, no mistakes, but it was because he had to. It pissed Maverick off at first, but then he started to see the heart in him and couldn’t help but fall in love.

These three adventures became like three miracles to Maverick. He felt like if he had these three things then he would be happy. But as human life goes, nothing lasts forever. The first Miracle he lost was Goose. His sunshine. It happened on a regular Tuesday and came out of nowhere. That flat spin he couldn’t recover and the faulty canopy together took away his light. After that he made sure to watch out for Goose’s little family. He made sure Carol always had enough money and that Bradley always had someone to play ball with. It was then when one of his miracles, Ice, stepped in and really started to shine. Their relationship started that day on the carrier when they declared themselves wingmen. Their adrenaline ran high as they got back to their quarters, unable to resist the bubbling feelings between them any longer and sank into a desperate kiss. They decided then that though they had to hide, it would be worth it. It meant the entire world to Maverick that the man who made his reputation and living on following the rules, would break one of the biggest ones just for him. They carried on like that, loving each other, flying, and taking care of the Bradshaws. It worked well, for a while. It seemed like the worst of their lives was over. On yet another regular Tuesday, Carol left them as well. From diagnosis to death bed it was a fast and slow six months. Little ten year old Bradley understanding and bearing the weight of two dead parents. Luckily Uncle Ice and Uncle Mav were there to pick up the pieces the best they can, only to lose him eight years later when they tried to stop him from flying. “Tom, we did the right thing, right? Obeying his mothers wishes?” They were sitting on their backyard porch swing of their shared house, Mav between Ice’s legs, his back pressed against his chest, it rumbled when he spoke. “It was the only choice we had. You know we had to do this. For Carol.” Maverick hummed his agreement, “for Carol.” It was a mantra that carried both of them through the coming years. It was hard on both of them to not have any contact with a kid they considered to be their son.

Ice climbed the ranks while Maverick made his home at the rank of captain. High enough to gain some respect, but not too high that they chained him to a desk and clipped his wings. It was 2011 when Ice made his first change. He had climbed all the way to the comfy job of Commander of the US pacific fleet, brushing shoulders with all of the powerful people and even the president they both liked so much. Ice had come home one night all smiles, something uncharacteristic for the job he had. When Maverick enquired as to why he was in such a mood all he did was kiss him and tell him he loved him. It wasn’t until early Sunday morning while they were lazing in bed with the TV on when their ‘friend’ the president came on the screen. Both men immediately turned their focus from each other to the TV in time to hear his speech. Mavericks ears were ringing and eyes fuzzy with tears, he heard the words ‘Don’t ask don’t tell’ and ‘repeal’ and he was all but jumping on the man he referred to (In the right audience) as his husband. Ice didn’t seem as shocked as he was, but he was no less happy. Maverick was like an overeager puppy from there on out, touching Ice as much as he could in public, seeming to try and make up for the 20 years they couldn’t. He was always pushing the limits, and now he could do so without feeling guilty for dragging Ice down with him. Ice was happy to indulge, Maverick had rubbed off on him after all. When their favorite president legalized gay marriage in 2015 they, like many other couples, scrambled to get married. They invited Bradley and pretended not to let it get to them when he didn’t show. They were lucky enough to get their TOP GUN class of ‘86 there with Slider as Ice’s best man and Merlin as Maverick’s. The jokes that night were never ending, the entire class deep diving into how they totally knew they were in love even back when neither pilot knew themselves.

It was the summer of 2016 that Maverick thought he might lose his next miracle. Ice had a nasty sore throat that turned out to be so much worse. Sitting hand in hand in the doctor's office ears once again ringing and eyes fuzzy with tears but this time for all the wrong reasons. Cancer. The same disease that took his friend would now potentially take his soulmate, his husband, his wingman. “It’ll be okay hun, we’ll get through this.” Ice was comforting Maverick even though it was Ice who was going to do all of the suffering. Or so Maverick thought. Ice went through all of the treatments he was told to, soldiering through like he always did. Maverick was another case all together. He was the one breaking down in tears at the sight of his husband, he was struggling so bad that Slider had to come over to watch Ice for a day just to force Maverick to leave the house. The day the doctor told them he was in remission was the second greatest day of his life, his wedding day being the first. They felt invincible again, like nothing could ever bring them down. Maverick felt cocky even, “Hell yeah, My husband beat cancer, no big.” Life started to get back to normal for a while, Ice went back to work, Maverick got a pretty good gig thanks to his husband, test piloting some pretty cool aircrafts. Mav had a hanger in the Mojave desert and split his time between there and their fighter-town house. They still missed Bradley like crazy but were starting to accept that this was probably going to be their lives for a while.

Ice’s cancer came back the summer of 2019. Ice handled the news better than Maverick, once again, quoting that it wasn’t uncommon for cancer to come back sometimes. He insisted that Maverick continue his work with the ‘Darkstar’ as if nothing was wrong, even he continued working to the best of his abilities. It wasn’t until Maverick came back from crashing the ‘Darkstar’ (an event Ice knew was bound to happen) and accepted his assignment at TOP GUN that Ice’s condition took a turn for the worse. Maverick hadn’t thought such a thing could happen, given how valiantly his husband had fought it off the last time. Ice did best to assure Maverick he was fine, but to no avail. Maverick knew, this could be it. Ice had encouraged him nightly to try and talk to Bradley, to try and reconcile with the boy. Maverick took it to heart, like he always did when Ice was concerned, and tried at every opportunity presented to him. But one night after a particularly hard training day, almost losing three separate kids, he wasn’t in the mood to fight with Bradley. The kid on the other hand had other ideas. “Nobody to mourn you when you burn in.” Those words stung more than the others. Bradley knew that wasn’t true, he was invited to their wedding after all. The argument spurred on from there and got worse and worse until… it got the worst it could ever. Warlock opens the door and after he says, “It’s Ice” his heart stops. Ice had collapsed at work and… things weren’t looking good. Maverick ran out the door and jumped on his Kawasaki speeding the familiar route to the hospital. His heart beating in his ears mind racing he vaguely hears himself say “My- my husband. Tom Kazansky?” Nurses are ushering him into a room with a haste he doesn’t like. He sees his husband then, The Iceman, The Commander of the US pacific fleet, the love of his life, looking small in a hospital bed. Ice’s face lights up when he sees his husband and if Maverick wasn’t so attuned to his husbands movements he would’ve missed the slight hand twitch that meant he wanted to hold his husbands hand. He was on a ventilator looking sleepy but Maverick could tell he was staying awake as long as he could for the sake of his beloved. “Baby,” Was all Maverick could squeeze out of his throat that had tightened. He moved quickly to his side to grip his hand, kissing it and his cheek. Tears were streaming down his face actively now. The doctor came in just then to update Maverick on the situation. It was only a matter of hours that Ice had left. He then told Maverick that Ice would probably not be able to speak at all, but it was up to Tom if he could manage. The doctor left them alone and Maverick sobbed into his husband's chest. Lifting his head up he looked into his soulmates still loving eyes. “Oh Ice, my love. We deserved more time. 36 years with you wasn’t enough. How am I supposed to live without you?” Ice smiled at Maverick, patting his cheek. Mav knew his husband well enough to know that meant, you have to. “I don’t want to. I won’t.” Ice was crying now too, a rare sight as the man was a Pillar of emotional stability. He put his hand at the joint of Mavericks neck and shoulder and squeezed giving him a sincere look. “I- love you.” Was all he could manage and so soft it was a near whisper. “I love you too, so much.” Maverick leaned in and kissed his husband for the final time. He put his soul into it, knowing in his bones that this was it. He pulled away by some force that wasn’t of this realm. He smiled at his husband and he got to see him smile back one last time before he closed his eyes. There went Mavericks’ second miracle. ‘I love you’ being his final words.

Ice’s funeral was brutal to say the least. He remembers only parts of it, the pinning of his wings, the gun salute, and the flyby. He got so many condolences he couldn’t remember most. He did remember one though, one very important one. Bradley. The young man had approached him after the burial and just hugged his once Uncle. “I’m so sorry uncle Pete. So sorry.” Pete wasn’t sure what he was sorry for, but just hugged him as tightly as he could for the first time in a decade. He just wished Ice was there to see it. “It’ll be okay baby goose. We’re going to be okay.” Pete could tell how much guilt the boy carried with him at never reconciling with his other Uncle. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Bradley scurried off somewhere. It wasn’t until they were on the carrier that they spoke again, promising to really talk after they got back. There was a moment or two, during that mission that he thought he was done for. The first instance being when he saved Bradley. He was at peace with his decision, saving his son and leaving to be with his husband was not something he was too torn up about. But then he woke up in the snow, Bradley stopping him from being shot by an enemy chopper, he cursed the boys 'maverick-like’ instincts. The next time he thought he was dead he wasn’t so at peace with the situation. Bradley was in the back seat and he was going to fight like hell to get him home. He decided at that moment, when they were being saved, to buy Lieutenant Seresin something nice. Hugging Bradley on the carrier healed him just as much as his hug at Ice’s funeral did.

After that mission he slowed down a bit. Only a little, but enough. He kept his and Ice’s house exactly the same as Ice had left it, cleaning regularly, but the decor never changed. What had changed was the pictures on the walls multiplied. There was the photo of him and Bradley hugging on the carrier, a photo of him and the entire Dagger squad, a group that had stayed in touch even after everything was over. There was a photo of Bradley and Jake when they had started dating, a fact that Maverick wished he could’ve told Ice even if it was more of a I told you so. A photo of the young couples wedding, Maverick being Bradley’s best man, it sat nicely next to Ice and Mavericks. He received many photos of his daggers over the years, them and their families. He found himself keeping 12 frames up and switching them out every year when he was sent new ones. Then there were the kids, like actual kids. Jake and Bradley had adopted a little baby girl and named her Carol Nicole, and then three years later a little boy and surprised Maverick by naming him Thomas Peter Seresin-Bradshaw. Pete cried for a solid hour and hugged his sons close. He cried even harder when they had explained they wanted them to always remember their grandparents.

Maverick had really come into his own as a grandpa. He not only had Jake and Bradley’s kids, but his daggers brought their kids around too. He watched them grow up still wishing he had Ice with him. The number of pictures grew and grew until there was barely any wall left. Maverick was just so proud of his family. As he aged up, his flying days were numbered. He retired from the navy a few years after baby Thomas was born, his last flight in a fighter jet was an F-14 they had saved. The whole family showed up, daggers and all. Bradley was at his wing and even Slider was in his back seat. “I wish Ice could’ve been here.” Slider sighed into the radio, “Me too man. But you know he never left you. Not even God could keep that man from you, why? I’ll never figure it out.” Maverick chuckled and carried on his flight. He mumbled a ‘Talk to me goose.’ And a silent ‘I love you.’ To his forever wingman. Landing that jet hurt more than it should’ve, it had been his lifeline for so long, just him and his jet. His family all hugged him and took a picture, that photo ending up on his wall. It wasn’t until his 80th birthday that he took his actual last flight. It was in the plane he kept at his hangar in the Mojave with little Tommy. Little was a bit of an exaggeration given that he turned 16 that year. Maverick was happy to fly with his grandson, to share with him something that united the kids entire family, especially his namesake. Even though the kids never met Grandpa Ice, a fact that broke Mavericks heart on multiple occasions, They still made sure to tell them stories about the man. They’d say he was the bravest man alive, and even though they never met, he loved them so much. After that flight with Thomas, Maverick stepped out of an airplane for the last time. He didn’t know it at the time, but this miracle leaving him didn’t hurt like the other ones did. He didn’t feel gut wrenching pain or heartache. He felt joy, spending the day with his grandson only to return him to his sons at the end. He went home that night with a smile on his face, feeling at peace.

Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell died two weeks later peacefully in his sleep. The cause was unknown, but his kids would say it was time for him to return to his soulmate. The two had been apart for too long and Maverick was not meant to be away from him for extended periods of time. They were sad of course, but they knew it was for the best. For Pete on the other hand, it was the best thing to happen to him in a while. It was like he was on a bus, sitting patiently among others waiting to get off. It was peaceful, not quiet, but not loud. When the bus stopped the driver said it was time to get off, that this was the end of the route. Pete stood and walked to the exit, unsure of what would greet him outside. When the doors opened it was sunny outside, and there stood a man, Blonde hair spiked, green flight suit with a patch that read Iceman. He had a cocky but kind look on his face as he took off his glasses and tucked them into his pocket. Maverick felt old compared to the young man, in his old man sweater, but as he stepped off the bus to greet him he himself was wearing his signature white shirt and jeans, cowboy boots and leather jacket. He was young again, just as he was when he met Ice to be exact. Maverick took in the man once again, his husband, he had missed him so much. “Hey stud.” He even sounded just like he remembered, that voice could calm him in a millisecond. The voice that was stolen from him too soon. “Baby.” Maverick whimpered and threw himself at his husband. Tom caught him with no trouble and hugged him tight. He laughed in Pete’s ear and if he wasn't already dead he’s sure that sound would have done him in. “I missed you Pete.” And even though for Ice it had only been a few hours, Pete believed him. “I missed you too. I love you so much.” Pete pulled back to look at his face and couldn't help but kiss him. The kiss was warm, happy, it felt like home.

They pulled back at the sound of what could only be described as howling. “Great balls of fire, there you are Petey!” Goose. Maverick turned around and there stood his best friend, arm slung around his beloved wife. “Goose!” Pete exclaimed before tackling the man into a hug. He could faintly hear both Ice and Carol laughing, but he was too busy hugging Nick. “Hey Mav, how are you buddy?” Maverick was tearing up at his voice, he forgot how much he had missed this man. “Oh I’m so good Goose. I missed you buddy.” Nick pulled back and gave him a smile. “I missed you too, man! Ice here filled me in on what I missed, you two were definitely busy.” Pete laughed, that was for sure an understatement. “Indeed, hey did you know we’re all grandparents?” The group was all smiles, happy to hear about their family. “Yeah and we’re all pretty pissed that you’re the only grandparent they met. They probably thought we were all crazy!” Carol was still Carol it seems. Mav put his arm around Ice’s waist and cuddled in. Tom kissed the top of his head and leaned against it. “Oh and this whole thing?” Goose gestured between the reunited lovers, “Was quite a surprise. Rivals my ass.” Carol playfully slapped her husband's arm, “Oh you’re just mad you didn’t call it sooner.” As the couple continued their loving bickering, something that was apparently still a thing in the afterlife, Pete turned to his husband. “So, what is there to do around here?” Ice gave him a grin, like he knew something Maverick didn’t. “Why do you think I’m wearing a flight suit?” Pete could’ve cried at that, he could fly again? “Really?” Ice nodded and called over to goose who was still teasing his wife. “Hey mother Goose, up for a flight?” Nick ran over and it was then that Pete noticed he too was in his flight suit. “Flying with Maverick again? Try and stop me.” And just like that, Pete had back his three miracles. His wings, his best friend, and his beloved. It had been so long since he had all three, and never at that same time. He thinks he’s gonna like it here.

#icemav #iceman x maverick #top gun maverick #maverick #bradley bradshaw #iceman kazansky #rooster top gun #top gun #goose #maverick x iceman #hangster #hangman x rooster #dealing with grief #death cw #funerals #immediately crying #im sorry

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Sorry if it’s sudden but may I request headcanons for the Wachowski’s new pet drone “Robert Frost/Unit”?

Oh, Honey! I’ve got some headcanons about Robert Frost the drone! Let’s see what I’ve got here…

Tails named the drone “Robert Frost” due to paying homage to Tom’s favorite poet. It was a unanimous decision made by the brothers.

Knuckles is still irked over Robert Frost incinerating Maddie’s checked out Sacred Tombs. He’s made it well-known to Robert Frost whenever they are in the presence of books, or have passed the Green Hills library.

Believe it or not, Sonic and Robert Frost get along pretty well. At first if made Sonic uncomfortable with how often Robert Frost would follow him around the house, but now Sonic sees the drone as a companion. Don’t leave them together too long, though. There’s bound to be some mischief between the two.

When the Wachowsi brothers brought the drone home the first time, Tom and Maddie advised them to return it to the junkyard in fear of it going rogue. Multiple attempts were made to keep Robert Frost, such as bribes and Tails’ infamous PowerPoint presentation with choreographed dances. Eventually, the parents agreed to let them keep the drone after a failed disguise attempt to make Robert Frost look like Ozzie

Robert Frost still writes poetry! They prefer to write limericks, sonnets, and epics. Sometimes they’ll write the occasional haiku or a free-verse styled poem, but they prefer long and dramatic poems.

Though genderless, Robert Frost goes by he/they pronouns.

Anywhere the Wachowski clan goes on vacation, they make sure to bring both Ozzie and Robert Frost on adventures. They’ve crawled all over the west coast!

Who needs an alarm clock when you can get a personalized poem read to you at the crack of dawn by Robert Frost? The drone has done this every day since being a part of the family.

On daily dumpster dives, Tails likes to bring Robert Frost and Tom to help him carry back their finds. Robert Frost doesn’t necessarily help, he’s there to keep the two entertained as Tails and Tom bond.

Robert Frost is a pacifists; they’d rather save and conquer the world through their poetry instead of fight.

Tom tolerates Robert Frost, but adores how much the drone makes his youngest son happy. He finds the drone to be a bit annoying at times when they try to make poems out of Tom’s daily routines, but respect that they’re trying to form a bond with him.

Maddie bought Robert Frost a beret to wear the next morning that he moved in. Now Robert Frost consults her for everything.

Though not very helpful, Robert Frost is a very good lab assistant to Tails. Better than Knuckles and Sonic at least, he can pay attention to Tails’ instructions longer that his brothers can. It just takes a couple of tries with the drone.

Not only does Robert Frost recites his own poetry, he also has downloaded thousands of poems from great poets from the past to play on cue.

Robert Frost and Ozzie do not get along very well, they constantly chase each other around the house and bicker back and forth.

Once a week, the Wachowski clan takes Robert Frost to a poetry slam at either the community college, or the local coffee shop. He spends hours reciting poetry that he’s written. Tom and Knuckles are usually the ones that have to drag him off stage when they want to go home.

Robert Frost is just happy to have a place of belonging. They finally feel at peace with the life that they’re making for themselves, as well as the support group that they’ve found along the way.

#Robert Frost the drone #sonic wachowski #tails wachowski #knuckles wachowski #tom wachowski #maddie wachowski #my headcanons

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National Chocolates Day

Satisfy your cocoa confectionary cravings by treating yourself to a box or handing out bars, truffles and candies galore at your workplace or school.

Chocolate is one of the greatest pleasures that life has to offer, providing hope in the darkness of what might be an otherwise drab culinary experience. Chocolate didn’t find its way into the culinary repertoire of the western world until the Spanish learned of it from the Mayan people of Mesoamerica.

From this simple beginning, it has spread throughout the world to be one of the most desired treats of all social and economic classes. National Chocolates Day celebrates the history of this delicious treat, especially in one of its most popular forms, a variety of chocolates.

History of National Chocolates Day

Once they discovered chocolate, the Spanish actually kept the new substance to themselves for many years, typically making it into a beverage and drinking it. But in 1579, a Spanish vessel was attacked by English Pirates, finding it full of cocoa beans. Being unfamiliar with the delicious substance, they set fire to the vessel thinking they had conquered a vessel full of sheep droppings. The Spanish fell in love with the substance and were the first to start adding sugar to it.

Through all this time it was being consumed in much the same way that people consume hot chocolate or coffee today, so when did solid chocolate candies eventually come about?

In 1829 the cocoa press was invented, and with it came cocoa powder, cocoa butter and then solid chocolate. This invention was used to bring chocolate to the world, bringing it out of the exclusive province of the wealthy. As a result, it created a whole new type of chocolate and changed the nature of desserts and sweet treats forever.

In 1847 the first chocolate bar was invented, and its one thousand year history as a substance consumed only as a liquid came to an end. Only two years later, the Cadbury company in England came up with the idea for a box of chocolates, which they made available specifically for Valentine’s Day. The company eventually became the official chocolatier for the royal house of Queen Victoria.

Following the invention of solid chocolate bars came the creation of chocolate covered candies. 1866 brought about the chocolate cream bar from J.S. Fry & Sons, which gave way to a variety of other ideas, including the combination of peppermint with chocolate, the evolution of truffles, covering fruit in chocolate and a wide variety of other ideas.

1875 saw the creation of milk chocolate, and every innovation from there on out has gone towards making chocolate richer, creamier, and more delicious than ever. It is this initial bar and everything after that National Chocolates Day celebrates.

National Chocolates Day Timeline

1847 J.S. Fry & Sons create the chocolate bar

The first solid chocolate bar is made from cocoa powder, cocoa butter and sugar. They will go on to introduce chocolate creams, Turkish delight and more.

1854 Cadbury becomes royal chocolate purveyor

Credited with pioneering the Valentine’s Day chocolate box and chocolate Easter egg, Cadbury earns the distinction of supplying chocolates to Queen Victoria.

1879 Nestlé Company is formed

The combination of two bitter rivals turns into a chocolate company that will eventually become the largest in the world.

1900 Hersheyville is created

Milton Hershey, founder of Hershey’s Chocolate, creates a model factory town dedicated to chocolate and resulting in the Hershey Kiss.

1994 Forrest Gump movie is released

With the famous quote “Life is like a box of chocolates”, Forrest Gump, played by Tom Hanks, is beloved all over the world.

How to celebrate National Chocolates Day

Certainly many creative ways can be discovered to celebrate and enjoy the beauty of National Chocolates Day, including some of these ideas:

Enjoy Eating Some Chocolates

The best way to celebrate National Chocolates Day is to head out and buy yourself a bundle of your favorite chocolates and enjoy eating them – alone or sharing with friends! Whether it’s a simple chocolate bar from a local convenience store or a rich and flavorful fruit, cream, or caramel filled dainty, this day offers every reason to indulge.

Here are some of the most famous and popular chocolate makers in the world and this would be a great day to try them out:

Lindt. Started in 1845, this Swiss company was originally called Lindt & Sprüngli, and was the first of its kind to supply solid chocolate in Zurich, an area of German-speaking Switzerland.

Cadbury. This chocolate company in England has been in business since 1831 and is famous for supplying chocolates to Queen Victoria. [yuck]

Ferrero Rocher. This Italian chocolatier was founded in 1979 and quickly grew to be a favorite in Europe and eventually North America. [yuck]

The Hershey Chocolate Company. Founded in 1894, this American chocolate company is famous for its chocolate bars and kisses and now has a town in Pennsylvania named after it. [yuck]

Try Making Some Chocolates at Home

Making your own specialty gourmet chocolates at home can be a fun and enjoyable way to celebrate National Chocolates Day! It could be something completely simple, like melting chocolate and dipping fruit in it, or making chocolate covered nuts.

Or, for those who are a bit more adventurous, tons of recipes are available to try making homemade chocolate covered peanut butter balls, mocha truffles, caramel turtle pecan clusters, rocky road fudge and so much more. The options are almost endless around what can be done with a few ingredients and some melted chocolate!

Create a Chocolate Themed Playlist

Celebrate National Chocolates Day with more senses than just taste by developing a fun playlist that’s made from songs that have a chocolate theme. Try out some of these song ideas for getting that chocolate themed playlist started:

Chocolate by Kylie Minogue (2003). Comparing love to chocolate, the lyrics to this song talk about candy kisses and melting slowly like chocolate.

Chocolate Cake by Crowded House (1991). Okay, so it’s about cake and not candies, but it’s still chocolate! This song retains some of the style of the 80s and has some amazing pop culture references.

Chocolate by The 1975 (2013). With a more updated vibe, the English Rock Band, The 1975, brings a fun beat that is great for playing at a party. The song was featured in the 2014 film, Love, Rosie.

The Candy Man by Sammy Davis Jr. (1972). Though he wasn’t the first to sing this song, Sammy Davis Jr. certainly has the most famous recording of this classic song that has been delighting audiences for more than 50 years. The first recording was made for the 1971 film, Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory.

Host a National Chocolates Day Party

Die-hard chocolate lovers know that National Chocolates Day is the perfect reason to throw a party! Invite some friends, coworkers or neighbors over to delight in everything related to chocolate. Have everyone bring their favorite box of chocolates to swap with other guests.

The food table for the party might include a chocolate fountain with all sorts of delicious items to dip, like marshmallows and fruit. The music playlist can be filled with songs that are all about chocolate, like the ones listed above.

For entertainment, go ahead and attempt a blindfolded chocolate tasting contest to see if participants can guess the kind of chocolates they are eating. Use some of the ideas above to make chocolates together. Or gather around and watch a movie based around the theme of chocolate.

Watch a Chocolate Themed Movie

Whether alone, with a group, or at the party above, a fun way to celebrate National Chocolates Day is by watching a movie that is based around the theme. There are many to choose from so it’s possible to watch just one or have a marathon and watch several together! Try out some of these chocolate-themed films for starters:

Chocolat (2000). Starring Juliette Binoche and Johnny Depp, this rom com circles around a woman and her daughter who move to a sleepy little French town and cause a raucous as they open a chocolate shop just before Lent.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005). Also starring Johnny Depp, this is a film version of the 1964 book by Roald Dahl and a remade of the 1971 film adaptation which is a beloved childhood tale filled with magic and–chocolate!

Lessons in Chocolate (2007). This Italian romantic comedy, called Lezioni di cioccolato in Italian, centers around the plight of two people with complicated stories who end up in a chocolate competition together and fall in love with each other.

Nothing Like Chocolate (2012). Revealing the plight of those in the chocolate industry in the forests of Grenada, this is the true story of Mott Green, founder of Grenada Chocolate Company. The film shows the work put forth to try to correct the wrongs of the corrupt chocolate industry, such as child labor, corporate greed and synthetic products without taste.

Share Chocolates with Others

Even better, put together a bundle of your favorite flavors and host a chocolates exchange at your work or school, or even just among your family and friends. National Chocolates Day creates the perfect excuse to enjoy and share delectable, indulgent treats without having to feel guilty. Or, just buy a delightful box of chocolates for that special someone and surprise them with it in observance of the day.

National Chocolates Day FAQs

Are chocolates gluten free?

Chocolate, on its own, is gluten free. But when made into chocolate candies, it’s possible that some ingredients with gluten may have been added so be sure to read the label carefully.

Do chocolates make you fat?

Of course, the sugars and fat content in chocolate are not good for the body and can cause weight gain if eaten in excess. But, as an occasional treat, they will probably not make you fat.

How is chocolate good for you?

Dark chocolate (70%+ cacao content) contains substances that are good for heart health, fight free radicals, improve brain function and lower cortisol – when eaten in moderation.

Will chocolate keep you awake?

Chocolate, especially dark chocolate, contains caffeine as well as theobromine, so it could potentially keep people awake at night when consumed later in the day.

How are chocolates made?

Chocolate candy is made from the seeds of the cacao tree that are fermented, dried, cleaned and roasted. The shells are removed to produce nibs that are ground and then mixed with other components to create commercial chocolate.

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