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20 years old!? sir that's a whole ass man 😭

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Excuse me but could you please write a snippet for Anne Shirley Cuthbert (Anne with an E) x Monkey D. Luffy (One Piece) in Luffy's world after their first or second meeting having a discussion or argument about Anne going out to sea? Maybe with her being a crew member?

Notes: More Anne and Luffy <3

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“She isn’t going.” Nani declared, crossing her arms.

“Of course she is.”

“Of course I am.” Anne said at the same time Luffy defended her.

“She’s never been on a ship.” Nani pressed on.

“But she has the heart.” Luffy insisted. “And that’s all that matters.”

Nani threw her hands up, giving up on that conversation. She knew there was no way to stop Luffy once he got an idea in his head.

Anne turned to Luffy, a grateful smile on her lips. “Thank you for this.”

“That’s not a problem. I know you can do this.”

Anne hardly ever doubted herself, but she did know there were limitations to what she could do and the opportunities she would be afforded as a girl. When Luffy accepted her in an instant and smiled at her like now, she felt as if she was already winning.

Luffy had a way with the people around him. It made them feel valued and protected. Anne had no doubt he would be the King of Pirates one day, if only because Luffy had the heart for it.

His smile did give her butterflies, but that was something else. That was something she’d handle on her own and Luffy didn’t need to know.

“Come on.” He grabbed her hand and pulled, full of enthusiasm. “Come see the ship and your new crew.” His smile was as big as the sun and just as shiny. “Now you’re a pirate.”

Oh… She was in trouble.

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“They’re still talking.” Zoro grumbled.

“I’m not sure they’ve stopped since they met.” Nami observed.

“I blame you for this.” The swordsman told the navigator.

“Me?”

“You wanted to stop here.”

“Hey.”

“Maybe that’s not bad.” The other girl, the one that was the talker’s friend, offered softly. “They seem to be having fun.”

Nami and Zoro just exchanged looks.

“WE WILL FIND THE ONE PIECE!”

“WE WILL!”

“AND SEE THE WHOLE WORLD!”

“TWICE!”

Luffy looked at Anne. “Do you think it’s possible to see the whole world twice?”

“It is if you are the King of the Pirates.” She pointed out.

“WE WILL SEE THE WHOLE WORLD THREE TIMES!”

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Notes: I did say it was a ridiculous ship, I regret nothing and I have no idea how this happened.

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Excuse me but could you please write a snippet for Anne Shirley Cuthbert (Anne with an E) x Monkey D. Luffy (One Piece) in her world, and it's their second meeting? Could you show me how they connect and fall in love?

Notes: I am so happy you picked these two!

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“Can I help you, miss?”

Anne yelped as the voice came from somewhere above her.

She looked up and looked into the smiling face of the boy she’d met a few days before.

“Mr. Luffy.” She cleared her throat and bobbed a curtsey.

Luffy sat down on the train wagon he’d been walking on and scratched his cheek. “Not a ‘mister’, miss.”

He’d been walking on top of the wagon - like some kind of pirate - and Anne couldn’t help but think he was so different from everybody else.

“I’m not a ‘miss’ too.” Anne pushed on bravely. “I’m just… Anne.”

“With an E.” He grinned at her. “I remember that.”

Anne’s heart skipped a beat in a way she hadn’t felt before. It was odd, wasn’t it?

“What can I do for you, Anne?” He asked earnestly.

Oh right… She had absolutely no reason to be there by the train tracks. Marilla would be very upset if she knew Anne was there.

“I was wondering…” She looked around, stalling. “If you could tell me… About your travels!” That was a good request, right? Luffy was part of a travelling crew and he had to have thousands of stories to tell.

And Anne wanted to hear them all.

Luffy gave her a warm smile. “You’re really lucky, Anne with an e. I’ve just made tea.”

And her heart skipped another beat.

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Excuse me, but may I ask for a snippet for Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Bucky Barnes (MCU) where they're talking in Modern Day MCU and it's after a fight with some melancholy thoughts of the past? Please?

Notes: It came out a bit sad, but I hope you like it!

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Susan wasn’t the drinking type, but there were days and days.

This was certainly a day.

She eyed the gin on her glass - the only drink that seemed fitting for the time - wondering if she should just drink it up already or keep pretending she had some decorum.

“Pevensie.”

Drink it up it was.

She drained the glass as she ignored the voice coming from somewhere behind her.

“I know you’re upset…” She scoffed at the understatement. “...and I know it’s my fault…” She rolled her eyes and thought about refilling her glass. “And I’m sorry.”

“What for?” She wanted to know.

“I…” Bucky paused. “What do you…?”

“What are you sorry for?” She insisted, pushing the glass away. “Do you really know what you did or are you just saying the words?”

Bucky was silent for so long that Susan thought he’d left. Eventually, he came and sat right next to her by the bar. Trust Tony to have a bar this nice in their social area.

Trust Bucky to pay attention to that instead of the problem at hand.

“I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.” He finally said. “This is… Strange. Odd. We shouldn’t be here. I barely know how I got here and you…” He sighed. “Your story makes even less sense.”

She knew that. Magical lions and time travel  were - for some reason -less believable than weird science and nazis.

Go figure.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” Susan spoke softly.

Bucky turned to her. “What do you mean?” He wanted to know, concern on his voice and eyes.

“I’m done with this.” She finally looked back at him. “There were wars, there were spies and loss and death… I’m done with this. No more.”

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#peter has a geo vision. edmund has cryo and im leaning towards anemo for Lucy #yes venti is aslan in this scenario. lucy absolutely knows who he is dont ask me about anyone else. - @professorsparklepants

Today's Susan/Boromir mood is a genshin impact au (yes I know) where Boromir and Faramir are from Sumeru and very proud of their father for making Sage at the Akademiya until two days into his new position he flips out, quits his job, and announces he's moving to Mondstant. OBVIOUSLY they're very concerned about this so they take leave and follow him. While they're trying to pry what's wrong out of their dad's newly paranoid fingertips Faramir manages to fall head over heels for one of the Knights of Favonius cavalry officers and Boromir meets a VERY pretty Vineyard owner whose brother is the assistant master of the knights.

The plot progression goes something like oh pretty girl -> oh no she has a boyfriend -> her boyfriend is a warrior from Sumeru -> so I'm her type? -> oh huh he's an eremite -> wait I've met this guy he's a fucking asshole -> you belong with me.mp3 playing while fighting Rabadash in the street.

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What's today's Susan/Boromir mood

Regency au where Boromir is the handsome son of an Irish lord who is in town for parliament and Susan, recently orphaned, has moved in with her aunt and uncle in London.* They meet in the park and Boromir is immediately enchanted by her but she's GRIEVING he can't start calling on her without any indication she likes him! That would be unbearably rude! Meanwhile Susan is like "why on earth would he try his suit when there's such a difference between our stations... Sure he crossed the street to talk to me one time but that doesn't mean anything." Because she's grieving.

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sometimes i wish i could tell other women that you can just stop removing your body hair and in many cases the consequences will be way less severe than u expect. you can go to the beach with all your leg hair intact and nobody will stop you or say a thing. you can stop waxing your upper lip and people won’t stare at it the way u might be bracing yourself for. you can quit plucking your brows and eventually they will grow back into themselves and no one will even notice. like for sure women are punished for not participating in beauty rituals but i also feel like so much of it is like The Panopticon sometimes where you just convince yourself that if u stop that kind of gendered upkeep everyone will be mad and stop talking to u forever when in reality you just keep existing and nothing remarkable happens. it’s not always easy but you can kind of just stop for real

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It feels like most anti-woke crusaders are more culturally sensitive than the average high schooler in the early 2000s.

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Cnetizens are asking OP why burning the lions

OP: Releasing the lion back to the mountains

Cnetizens:

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Illustrations from The Fairy Book by Warwick Goble (1913)

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Foxes disguised as monks. On the left from Japan and on the right from Denmark.

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Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman as sisters Sally and Gillian Owens in Practical Magic (1998) dir. Griffin Dunne

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Excuse me, but could you write a snippet of Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Bruce Wayne (Batman) where they're talking at a party in modern Gotham, please. One where it's their first meeting and flirting, please?

Notes: OMG, I'm so happy you chose my less asked pairings.

I love when people ask about my favorites, but it's also great to see the rare ones coming up. I hope you enjoy it.

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Margaery Tyrell wasn’t in Gotham for fun. Although she couldn’t imagine a person coming to this city for fun.

No, Margaery was a woman of business. It was difficult to explain her business, but she enjoyed talking circles around people when they asked her about it.

Things in Gotham were chaotic - as usual - but they were getting more interesting. Costumes were getting involved, which she did find a bit funny.

“Miss Tyrell.” Gotham’s mayor with his slimy smile came closer. “I’d like to introduce you to someone, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all.” She gave him a charming smile and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

The mayor stepped to the side, revealing more of the man behind him. Margaery knew very well who he was - she never went anywhere without knowing the important names - but still waited for the mayor to introduce them.

“Miss Margaery Tyrell, this is Mr. Bruce Wayne.” The man indicated Wayne to her. “Mr. Wayne, Miss Tyrell is the CFO of HighGarden Inc.”

Bruce arched an eyebrow, even as he offered his hand to her. “That’s impressive.”

Margaery laughed airily and accepted his handshake. “It’s nepotism, so not that impressive.”

Bruce grinned. “Well, then we’re on the same boat.”

Margaery lifted her champagne flute. “A toast to nepotism then.”

The mayor murmured something about talking to other people and left them alone. Margaery took a slow sip from her drink and waited for Mr. Wayne.

She��d noticed he’d been paying attention to her. She was the outsider, so - in a way - it made sense. However, there was something about the way he watched the room and the people in it. It was more than curiosity, but not simple paranoia. Bruce Wayne was alert to everything for some reason. Margaery wanted to know the reason.

“Have you been enjoying Gotham?” He finally asked.

“God, no.” She put a hand to her chest. “This place is dreadful. I can barely wait to leave.”

Bruce seemed surprised by her honesty, but he laughed after a moment. “Gotham has it’s charms.” He cajoled.

Margaery looked him up and down. “Well, now I can see it.”

Bruce smirked at her.

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You opened snippets request yey!

I'm requesting darejones (obviously) and my only thought was this line of dialogue:

"Jessica Jones, are you catching feelings for me?"

I'll let you do your magic now. And reblog every darejones snipped you've ever written.

Okay. Bye 👋🏻

Notes: You know I always love a good DareJones moment!

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Sometimes they did this dance where they’d go out to get a drink somewhere. They’d sit way too close at a bar and talk for hours, their knees touching. She wouldn’t laugh at his jokes, but she wouldn’t call him an asshole, and he’d say cheese pickup lines just to make her snort.

They’d make a show of leaving, even though she never offered to pay. He didn’t mind; he paid for their drinks and offered her his jacket. She’d say no, but then linger by the door with him.

He’d offer to walk her home -as if she fucking needed his help there - and she’d say ‘yes’. Sometimes he’d offer his arm and she’d shove him and roll her eyes. Other times she’d accept it and huddle closer, complaining it was cold.

They’d walk to her place, talking about the weather, the traffic, the air pollution as if they gave a fuck about any of that. When they reached her building they’d once again do this dance where they pretended they were about to part, only for her to invite him up for a nightcap. He’d politely accept and they’d ride the elevator in companionable silence.

When the door closed behind them, there were two possible scenarios: she’d pour them a - cheap - drink and they’d talk a bit more or…

Or, like that night in particular, as soon as the door clicked closed, she’d grab his jacket and press him against it. Her lips would crash against his and he’d laugh into her mouth. “Eager, hm?” He’d tease, because he always did.

“Shut up”, she’d reply, like she always did.

On those days, like that one, they’d hurry to remove each other's clothes, sometimes tearing things. Sometimes they’d make it to bed, sometimes they wouldn’t.

But that day… That day something was a bit different.

When they fell in bed together, almost naked, she slowed down, making their kisses longer, deeper.

“Is everything alright?” He asked just to be sure, because it was important to him that she was fine.

She touched his face, traced his brow and nose. “Yes.”

He kissed the tips of her fingers. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” But it was soft and sweet.

It made him smile. “Jessica Jones, are you catching feelings for me?”

She snorted, but he knew she was also smiling. “You’ll have to find out, Matt Murdock.”

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Hi darling

How about Anne Cuthbert x Gilbert Blythe, coffee shop AU snippet?

He's her least fave customer, she's his favourite barista.

He tries to flirt with her, it is very ineffective, but also very affective somehow?

Thank you!

Notes: ooooooh

I love a good coffee shop au 🥰

I hope you liked it!

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“Your favorite customer is here.” Diana whispered teasingly to Anne.

But Anne ignored her best friend and co-worker. Gilbert Blythe was definitely not her favorite customer.

Ever.

At all.

As if.

“Hello, Diana.” He said politely to the other young woman who was manning the till while Anne prepared the drinks. His smile was a bit crooked and shy when he looked at her. “Hey, Anne.”

She nodded stiffly at him, then pretended the milk in front of her needed all her attention.

Diana was convinced that Gilbert had a crush on Anne, but she thought this was ridiculous. They were completely different people. They had nothing in common. Nada. She just knew it.

And sure, he came by every single day, smiled that cute smile at her, then tried to talk to her, but Anne didn’t think that was a crush, because he talked to Diana as well.

When she explained that to Diana, her friend gave her a pitying look.

Gilbert paid for his coffee, left a tip and then - as he always did -he came to stand near where she was working.

“So…” He cleared his throat. “How’s school going?” He asked, then immediately cringed, like he hadn’t meant to ask that question that way.

“Fine.” Anne answered simply as she focused on making his flat white. It was rude not to ask the same, right? “You?”

“Great. Great.” He scratched the back of his head.

Gilbert was pre-med, while Anne studied Literature and wanted to spend the rest of her life discussing books. She was sure he judged her for that. Like, he’d never said anything about it, but… All pre-med students were jerks.

Right?

“So…” He said again, exactly the same way as before, but didn’t complete the sentence.

“So?” She asked.

His laughter was embarrassed and his cheeks got pink, and Anne thought - not for the first time - that he was really cute.

“You like ‘Wuthering Heights’, right?” He finally asked.

“Yeah.” It was one of her favorite books and what made her fall in love with Literature. She loved how much discourse a book from more than a hundred years ago could still create. “Have you read it?”

“In high school. But I’m re-reading it now.”

“Really?” She was surprised. “Why?”

“You know.” He scratched his neck again. “Just so we… In case maybe we could… I wanted to have something to talk to you about.”

“Oh.”

Oh.

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songs and poetry are an important part of Middle-earth (a world that began in song!), but such an underappreciated part is Éomer going full warrior-poet in the Battle of Pelennor fields.

dude just goes and composes some kick-ass verse in the middle of the greatest battle of the age, in the face of certain death. 

Out of doubt, out of dark to the day’s rising I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing. To hope’s end I rode and to heart’s breaking: Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!

(He also composes another verse while his Riders mourn over Théoden’s body, because that’s what you do to rally them!)