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lilsmv1 · 8 months ago

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august - MV1 (2/?)

- willow [pt2]

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Juliette Durand

This is a story for the Max (and Taylor Swift) girlies.

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Summary: They were doomed from the start. Two completely different worlds colliding, there was no way this could work. But what happens when they keep running into each other, as if gravity was pulling them together.

Trope: slow-burn af

(*dialogues in italic are meant to be in French, I’m just too lazy)

Word count: 1,1k

A/N: Sorry I'm late, I had my finals ! Here's a fluffy chapter :)

As Juliette walked along the beach, her mind wandered back to the events of the day. She had spent the entire morning exploring the quaint streets of the coastal town, admiring its charming architecture and bustling marketplaces. But as the day wore on, she found herself seeking peace in the quiet beauty of the beach, longing for a moment of respite from the chaos of her thoughts.

For Juliette, this impromptu trip was more than just a chance to explore new surroundings; it was a much-needed escape from the weight of her responsibilities and the lingering worries that plagued her mind. With each step she took along the shoreline, she felt the tension slowly melt away, replaced by a sense of peace and tranquility.

In that moment, all that mattered was the gentle rhythm of the waves and the warmth of the setting sun. It was a brief reprieve from the demands of her daily life, a fleeting moment of freedom amidst the chaos. And as she walked, she allowed herself to simply be, savoring the simple joys of the present moment.

As she walked, lost in her thoughts, a voice called out to her from behind. "Well, well, if it isn't Juliette! Fancy running into you here."

Turning around, Juliette's eyes widened in surprise as she spotted Max approaching her with a playful grin on his face.

"Max!" Juliette exclaimed, a smile lighting up her face. "What are you doing here?"

"Ah, just enjoying the beauty of the sunset," Max replied casually, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously. "But I can't help but wonder if you're following me, Juliette. We seem to keep bumping into each other."

Juliette chuckled, shaking her head. "I assure you, it's purely coincidental. I came to the beach to unwind after a busy day. And plus, it seems to me I was here before you, so I think you might be following me Max" she winked at him.

"Likely story," Max teased, falling into step beside her as they continued their stroll along the shore.

As Max and Juliette walked along the beach, the soft sound of waves crashing against the shore provided a serene backdrop to their conversation.

"So, Juliette," Max began, a playful twinkle in his eyes, "tell me something interesting about yourself that I don't already know."

Juliette chuckled, casting a sideways glance at him. "Hmm, let me think." she paused "Well, I have a secret talent for baking the most delicious cinnamon rolls known to humankind."

Max raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. "Is that so? Well, consider me intrigued. I'll have to put in a request for a batch of those legendary rolls sometime."

"You got it," Juliette replied with a grin. "But fair warning, they tend to disappear pretty quickly, so you'll have to act fast."

As they continued to walk, their conversation flowed effortlessly from one topic to the next. They swapped stories of their travels, recounting memorable adventures and hidden gems they had discovered along the way. With each passing moment, Juliette found herself opening up to Max in a way she hadn't with anyone else, as if they had known each other for years instead of just a few days.

"So, what's next on your itinerary?" Max asked, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them.

Juliette shrugged "I have to go back to France for a couple days to see my best friend, but who knows where I'll go next. I might just go with flow and prepare myself for some more adventures."

Max grinned, clearly intrigued by the idea. "I like the sound of that. Well, count me in for whatever adventure you have in mind."

Juliette smiled, feeling a warm sense of closeness blossoming between them. In that moment, as the sun dipped lower on the horizon and the sky turned a brilliant shade of pink, she knew that this chance encounter at the beach was just the beginning of something extraordinary.

Before they knew it, the sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. The beach was bathed in a soft twilight glow, casting long shadows across the sand.

"Hey, Juliette," he began gently, "can I ask you something?"

"Yes, of course" she replied with a warm smile.

"What's the real reason you're here? I mean, what are you running away from?"

Juliette paused, her steps faltering slightly as she considered his question. She took a deep breath, deciding to confide in him. "To be honest, Max, I feel lost. I just finished my studies, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life. Everything feels so uncertain, and I needed to get away, to escape from the pressure and expectations."

Max nodded understandingly, his expression sympathetic. "I get it. Sometimes we all need a break from reality, a chance to clear our heads and figure things out. But you know it's okay to not have all the answers right now".

Juliette smiled gratefully, touched by his words of reassurance. "Thank you, Max. I needed to hear that."

As they walked on, a comfortable silence settled between them, each lost in their own thoughts. After a moment, Juliette turned to Max, curiosity glinting in her eyes. "And what about you, Max? What's your story?"

Max hesitated for a moment, his gaze drifting out to the horizon. "Oh, you know," he replied casually, a hint of evasiveness in his tone, "just getting away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, seeking a bit of adventure."

Juliette sensed that there was more to his answer than he was letting on, but she didn't press the issue, especially when she knew what he wasn't telling her. She knew that there would come a time when she had to reveal that she recognised him, but she couldn't muster the courage to do it at that moment. Instead, she simply nodded, a silent understanding passing between them.

"I should probably head back," Juliette said reluctantly, glancing at her watch. "I have an early start tomorrow."

Max nodded understandingly, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "Right, of course. But hey, why don't we meet up again tomorrow? There's so much more of this town to explore, and it's always more fun with company. At least with your company."

Juliette hesitated for a moment, torn between the comfort of routine and the allure of spontaneity. But then she found herself nodding, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I'd like that, Max."

#f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 #f1 fic #max verstappen #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen fluff #max verstappen imagine

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parkjayssi · 4 months ago

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Hello! How are you? I hope you're fine. I wanted to participate in the fictional character game. I don't know if you know Doctor Octopus/Otto Octavius from the Spider-Man movies (played by Alfred Molina) but I wanted to ask for him.

How our relation would be in another life/dimention/universe? How he treats me? Is he a good man or a walking red flag (a toxic man)? How passionate he is? Does he care about me?

My initials are S.B.E. and my favorite color is aquagreen. The reading type I want is Tarot.

(PS: I hope I'm doing this well and I'm not breaking any rules...)

(PS2: if you want a bit of help on knowing the character's personality I can give you this page/article: https://funkymbti.com/2021/02/23/spider-man-otto-octavius-doc-ock-infj/)

Here's your reading for you, I will use my intuition:

I've chosen Draco Malfoy for your reading. I have seen a forest with vivid dark green (and with a tiny blue hue) leafs. I also saw the Slytherin snake (the green one), maybe meaning that you're from that Hogwarts house. I have seen a white/albino snake too, maybe this would be your's and Draco's pet. I have seen a girl with long brown curly hair (probably you) smiling at him and laughing, he was in that mood too. You and him where grabbing your hands each other. Yeah, I have seen you in the Slytherin uniform. You two were walking in the forest (taking a stroll). In this reality looks like you have reddish brown hair or you're redheaded, with freckles, brown or green doe eyes and pink full lips. You're a bit shorter than Draco (probably 1.60 meters), I can saw that you also use Y2K aesthetic and clothes, you're usually wearing yellow or blue clothing in this universe, mostly like a yellow striped white tank top and denim jeans. Also in this reality or lifetime you use ribbon themed hair clips (one with a white ribbon and other with a baby pink one), you also joked in this reality by putting a pink ribbon on your pet snake's head and then took a photo above her (yeah, the snake's a female). You (with Draco) have found that albino snake in the forest too, but not in the same day you guys were taking that stroll in my vision. You have met Draco one year ago, when you have changed school. He tried to mock you, but you standed up for yourself and defended your persona (and maybe you verbally attacked him a bit). He liked your determination, and then the two of you started liking yourselves. You two were starting dating like 5, 6 or 7 months ago. I have also seen that you did a vacation to another forest or other area of the U.K. (with a beach too) via driving with Draco and his friends or group. I've started hearing the song "Sabotage" by Beatie Boys (maybe it starting playing on the radio or some of the Draco's friends (or either him or you) putted it). You and Draco are starting this relation and is going fine in this universe, but maybe it can have one or two breaks and then consolidations. But I want to think than in more than one year the two of you will confess and marry/commit maybe? I have also seen that, in this reality, you have a enemy that is an Asian girl from the Gryffindor house. She's know for having black hair, white skin and strange white irises/eyes. She has a cold face and demeanor, and I have seen an image of her in my mind pointing at oneself with her wand (with a serious yet cold face), she's on a dark grey to light grey gradient background. The name of this strange Asian girl (probably from Korea or Japan) can possibly be Yuu, Sabrina, Amanda, Jazmin or Julietta/Juliet/Juliette. I thought about "Zamora" too.

thank you for joining and the reading! this was full of details so thank you for that. as for one thing that i can actually see that would happen is me owning an albino snake. i do think they are very beautiful and interesting species. also you were very close to my height! i'm actually 1.64 metres tall. i'll be doing your reading for dr. octopus according to the questions you've asked

YOUR STORY: the dynamic and your fate cards pulled : queen of cups, justice (rx), queen of swords, the lovers (rx), 10 of swords (rx) so, as for your first question. queen of cups indicate that something about this relationship is nurturing and caring. i don't necessarily pick up any romantic feelings at first, but you both try to fulfill each other emotionally and feel secure together than separated. as for your second question, i pulled justice(rx) and oh boy, this is where everything goes downhill. there is a lack of balance here despite the comfort. it's almost like a false bubble that keeps both of you from reality. with how doctor is during the whole franchise, he needs time to heal and it evidently shows in how he treats you. he's a mixed flag and it shows with the card, because he is, in fact, a good man, but very selective with whom, with the queen of swords coming into view. he can be mature, but behind all that is a man with repressed trauma, slowly taking time to heal. his trauma holds him back from being an actual nice man to you. even then he does try to hold both of you together. as for passion, we got the lovers, but, in retrograde. this man is passionate, but here again, passion isn't enough to keep a relationship going. you both have different ideals and values, not seeing eye to eye, which let the flame flicker even before it gets the chance to light up. not to mention, again, i see that he isn't ready to invest in a relationship wholeheartedly in the first place with everything that's happened to him, no matter which dimension. you both seem to be better off as friends/co-workers, if i am to be honest. as for your last question, i got 10 of swords, in retrograde. this confirms what i've been saying. he does care about you, but he's not open to the idea of committing to anybody else. it seems like he's pretty rigid with his decision. nonetheless, i also see that he does care for you, like a lotttt. even if it's in a platonic way, both of you do give yourself some sense of peace and that is more than enough he could ever ask for. ultimately, you both could be the type of friends who comfort each other through utter chaos and in the marvel universe? that is really precious than you can imagine. hope you liked your reading! please provide me feedback if you can. that helps a lot with increasing the quality of my readings

#parkjayssi's world #exchange game #tarotblr

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camillecrellin · 1 year ago

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Stage Kisses — C.Z

Synopsis: Cynthia and Y/n were stiff in their acting, and Lydia wanted to sort those two out.

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Kissing

Stage kisses were always scary. Especially for Cynthia. She had recently gotten the part of Juliette while you got Romeo. You see Mr Vaughan thought that gender swapping what Shakespeare did during those times was progressive. A masculine girl Juliette and a feminine girl Romeo put a big spin on the play.

There however was one problem... The kiss.

Cynthia and you could not get out of her head. And Lydia saw that. Lydia and you were best friends and she did not want your performance to be hindered by the Zdunowski.

And so after rehearsals, Lydia stopped you by the door to talk to you.

"The kiss." Lydia bluntly said.

Taken about, you furrowed your eyebrows. "What?"

"You need to practice the kiss with Cynthia." Lydia told you,

"Seriously?" You asked taken aback as you cross your arms.

"Seriously. You're scared." Lydia rolled her eyes at your defensiveness. "I've known your since you were 8, I can read you pretty well."

You shrugged, "I'm not scared." That was a lie, and anyone could tell it. You were nervous. Cynthia made you nervous. Scared even. Like you would break a friendship that barely existed if you were to kiss.

"Then why did I just watch the worse bit of acting in my life?" Lydia challenged with a scoff.

"It's Cynthia, she's messing me up." You blamed, uncrossing your arms to run a hand through your hair.

"Then practice." Lydia suggested. "You're a good actor, y/n. You just gotta prove it to everyone else and that starts with the kiss."

Lydia was right. There's was something that was holding you back from the kiss. Holding Cynthia back from the kiss.

Smiling at Lydia, you turned on your heel to exit the auditorium to find Cynthia. You knew she'd be with the Pink Ladies somewhere, and so you search the halls until you found the Pink Ladies at Jane's locker.

You looked to the group before sheepishly walking up and patting Cynthia on the shoulder.

Turning around on her heel, Cynthia was shocked to see you but still she kept a bright smile on her face. "Oh hey, y/n."

"Hey is there any way we could practice later for the play?" You asked, your voice laced with nerves as you awkwardly glanced at her friends, who thankfully carried on with their conversation.

"Yeah, sure. I can meet you behind the school after last period." Cynthia said, not knowing what she was getting herself into. She didn't know the scene nor was she prepared to do any of it confidently in front of you. But it was you. Not Lydia. Not Harper. Not Buddy. But Y/n. And Cynthia had always weirdly found some sort of comfort in the nervous state she got in around you.

"Thanks." You said with a bright smile and a nod.

The end of the school had come and Cynthia was waiting for you on a beach by the football field. The football field was luckily empty and so it gave the two of you time and space to practice alone.

Coming out of school, you slowly walked up to Cynthia, calling out, "Hey."

"Hey." Cynthia smiled as you sat down beside her.

"Thanks for doing this with me." You looked to Cynthia nervously.

"No problem." Cynthia said smiling, she reached her hand toward yours as you locked eyes.

Cynthia's heart flutters as her hand grazed against yours. Feeling you stiffen up, Cynthia pulled her hand away and awkwardly coughed. "So do you wanna start with the first scene."

"No, Cynthia, I don't think you understand." You turned around to look if anyone behind them and whispered, "It's the kiss scene. Lydia's all over my... our asses because of it."

Cynthia's eyes widened as her mind went blank. She couldn't do it. "We can do the scene, but I'm not gonna kiss you."

You shook your head in disbelief. "What? No. Cynthia you're completely missing the point of this we have to practice our kiss."

"Y/n listen, I know it's the point but I don't feel comfortable kissing you." Cynthia confessed. She couldn't do the kiss because stage kisses weren't real. And Cynthia so desperately wanted it to be real.

Ignoring her, you stood up off the bench and started acting out your lines. "O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."

Scoffing in disbelief, Cynthia asked, "What are you doing?"

"Practicing." You smirked and took Cynthia's hand to pull her up once again repeating your line. "O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."

Cynthia rolled her eyes and started performing, her eyes glued to you. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." You said, taking a hold of Cynthia's chin as you softly pulled her head up for the kiss. But before your lips could connect she pulled away.

"I'm sorry." Cynthia sheepishly apologised as she looked upon your face which held a slight disappointment.

Softening your expression, you asked, "For what?"

Cynthia looked down, quietly admitted, "I can't do the kiss. I've-I've never done it before."

"Well, then I can teach you." You offered with a small smile. Placing a hand on Cynthia's shoulders, you rubbed them softly, saying, "Just relax, and everything else with come naturally."

Cynthia turned around to face you and once again spoke her lines, a nervous tint to them. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." You acted, leaning in closer to Cynthia as you closed your eyes, softly kissing her.

Your heart fluttered as Cynthia relaxed into the kiss, placing her arms around your waist. Your fingers running with her hair.

Pulling away, you rested your forehead against Cynthia’s as you smiled widely. "Wow."

"Yeah, wow." Cynthia breath out with a laugh. "That was soo easy."

Laughing at Cynthia’s words, you took Cynthia’s hand and sat back down on the bench. Cynthia rested her head against yours and played with your hands.

"Do you wanna maybe practice some other time?" Cynthia asked curiously to which you nodded while leaning into the Zdunowski.

The two of you were just overexaggerating previously: stage kisses aren’t that bad. Especially if you like each other.

#cynthia zdunowski x reader #rotpl x reader #grease rotpl #grease rotpl x reader #grease: rise of the pink ladies #grease: rise of the pink ladies x reader #ari notartomaso x reader #ari notartomaso #cynthia zdunowski #save rise of the pink ladies

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f1-stuff · 1 year ago

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White Lotus AU ❤️ i am so excited for this!

Why, thank you for asking, kaleigh 😆❤️ I realized that I'd already shared a snippet of it before (here), so I'll share a diff moment... -> WIP game

(Context: This scene takes place after Carlos' wife had bragged at breakfast about how Carlos likes sex after his morning runs 😅. 'Ava' is Carlos' wife, and 'Juliette' is Charles' fiancée. Obv, this fic will contain infidelity, so here's your warning!)

Carlos brings it up again later that day, when Ava and Juliette have gone for a swim, leaving the two of them alone, lounging in their beach chairs.

“You and Juliette seem like a good match,” he starts with. And Charles looks at him, wondering what this is actually about.

“...we are,” he says, his voice hesitant.

“No really,” Carlos says. “You’re both very...relaxed. Settled.” He’s smirking again. “Is that what the sex is like, also?”

Charles jerks his gaze away, cheeks flaming. Will this guy ever stop proving that he’s an asshole?

“That’s a personal question,” he says, his voice hard.

“Is it?” Carlos asks. And Charles looks at him again, hears the genuine questioning note in his voice.

“Yes,” Charles says, firmly. “It’s private.”

“I’m just asking if it is leisurely or passionate-”

“Sex doesn’t have to be frantic a-and wild and...loud to be passionate,” Charles says, his voice getting a bit more heated than he intends. Carlos must hear something in his words, because his brows raise.

“Ah. Let me guess - you’ve heard us at night. Me and Ava.”

Charles scoffs, looking away as he shakes his head. “I think the whole hotel can hear you two.” He doesn’t look to see Carlos’ smug expression, but he doesn’t have to see it to know it’s there. “It isn’t something to be proud of.”

“No?” Carlos asks, intrigued. Charles sighs, tired of this conversation and tired of this man.

“No. It’s very rude, actually.”

“Rude?”

“Yes,” Charles says, tired of Carlos just repeating what he says. “Inconsiderate - of everyone else and their...sleep.”

It’s too late for him to take it back, even as he glances to see Carlos’ slow-dawning smile.

“So you were sleeping when you heard us?”

“No-”

“Awake?”

“It doesn’t matter!” Charles says, exasperated. No matter what he says, Carlos will find a way to twist it. “Can we finish this topic?”

“Okay,” Carlos says, sounding like he couldn’t care less. Charles hates him. “You are getting sunburned.”

He sighs, turning his head to look at Carlos full on. The other man’s sunglasses are too small for his face and Charles is quietly delighted by it - delighted to find at least one thing that isn’t perfect.

Carlos arches a brow at him, until Charles breaks, sitting up to find the sunblock in Juliette’s bag and reapply. He feels Carlos’ eyes on him as he rubs over his chest and arms, but he ignores it as best he can, despite the way his neck feels hot. He’s done everywhere except his back, when Carlos unceremoniously takes the bottle from his hand, squeezing some into his own palm, and not even asking before he starts applying it to Charles’ back.

Charles sits frozen, his breath stuttering uncertainly in his chest as he bears the feeling of Carlos’ hands on him. At first, he can almost explain it away as a friendly, normal thing, just like one of Charles’ mates from home would do. But it quickly becomes something else when Carlos begins to add pressure, his thumbs massaging into the muscles of Charles’ back, starting high at the base of his neck and getting lower and lower and lower, the sun lotion making every touch a smooth glide.

Charles becomes all too aware of the heat of Carlos’ body behind him, his breath puffing steadily in and out from his nose. Thumbs mark a startling path along Charles’ spine, digging beneath his shoulder blades, tickling the ribs at his sides, pressing into the dimples at his back just above his waistline...

“I’m going for a swim,” Charles says, suddenly, his voice choked. He gets up without looking back, Carlos’ touch falling away all at once.

The water feels especially cold, his skin overheated and his heart pounding in his chest. He dunks himself under as soon as he can, his teeth chattering slightly when he resurfaces.

What the hell was that?

#that's all of the WIPs now answered folks!#WIP tag game #backwardscapcarlos #ask #rpf #charlos #White Lotus AU

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enderbaptista-archive · 3 years ago

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cause i eat boys , yeah , i get them gory . you can't control me , cause i wrote this story . yeah , i eat boys and i get them bloody , you'll never notice , i stayed home to study . so don't look at me like that , eyes on the pavement , now your legs are shaking , hands off kid or you'll wake up in my basement , and all the feds'll have to break-in .

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warped-historian · 4 years ago

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Warped Tour, 2004

Dates:

June 26: Dallas, TX

June 27: Selma, TX

June 28: Houston, TX

June 29: Las Cruces, NM

June 30: Peoria, AZ

July 1: Fullerton, CA

July 2: Fullerton, CA

July 3: San Francisco, CA

July 4: Las Vegas, NV

July 6: Chula Vista, CA

July 7: Ventura, CA

July 8: Wheatland, CA

July 9: Boise, ID

July 10: George, WA

July 11: St. Helens, OR

July 13: Vancouver, BC

July 15: Calgary, AB

July 16: Bozeman, MT

July 17: Salt Lake City, UT

July 18: Denver, CO

July 20: Milwaukee, WI

July 21: Maryland Heights, MO

July 22: Noblesville, IN

July 23: Cleveland, OH

July 24: Tinley Park, IL

July 25: Minneapolis, MN

July 26: Bonner Springs, KS

July 28: Atlanta, GA

July 29: Orlando, GA

July 30: Tampa, FL

July 31: Pompano Beach, FL

August 1: Jacksonville, FL

August 2: Charlotte, NC

August 3: Virginia Beach, VA

August 4: Bristow, VA

August 5: Burgettstown, PA

August 6: Camden, NJ

August 7: New York, NY

August 8: Englishtown, NJ

August 10: Hershey, PA

August 12: Quebec City, QC

August 13: Montreal, QC

August 14: Barrie, ON

August 15: Pontiac, MI

August 16: Cincinnati, OH

August 17: Columbus, OH

August 18: Darien, NY

August 19-20: Foxborough, MA

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Lineup:

Anti-Flag (Played 6/29-8/19)

Billy Talent (Played 7/20-8/19)

Bowling For Soup (Played 6/26)

The Bouncing Souls

New Found Glory

NOFX (Played 7/1-8/8)

Simple Plan (Played 7/24-7/26 and 8/1-8/5)

Story of the Year

Taking Back Sunday

Tiger Army (Played 7/20-8/19)

The Used (Played 8/19)

The All-American Rejects (Played 6/25-6/29 and 7/29-8/1)

Alkaline Trio (Played 6/25-7/24)

Bad Religion

Coheed and Cambria

The Early November (Played 6/25-7/18)

Flogging Molly

Good Charlotte (Played 8/12-8/18)

The (International) Noise Conspiracy (Played 7/28-8/19)

Lars Frederiksen and the Bastards (Played 7/20-8/18)

The Sounds (Played 6/25-7/26)

Sugarcult (Played 7/20-8/19)

Thursday (Played 6/25-7/18 and 8/6-8/14)

The Vandals

Yellowcard

Allister (Played 7/20-8/19)

Atmosphere

Avenged Sevenfold (Played 7/20-8/19)

The Casualties

From Autumn to Ashes (Played 7/20-8/2)

Hazen Street (Played 6/25-7/18)

IMA Robot (Played 6/25-7/16)

Jackson United (Played 7/7-7/13 and 7/20-8/2)

Lilix (Played 7/13)

Mae (Played 6/25-7/18)

Matchbook Romance (Played 7/20-8/19)

My Chemical Romance (Played 6/25-7/18 and 7/24)

Piebald (Played 8/5-8/8)

The Red West (Played 6/25-7/20)

The Revolution Smile (Played 7/15-7/26)

Rise Against

Rufio (Played 7/20-8/19)

Senses Fail (Played 6/25-7/18)

A Faith Called Chaos

Alexisonfire (Played 8/12-8/19)

Another Damn Disappointment (Played 6/29-6/30, 7/8, 7/13-7/15 and 7/24-7/28)

Arkham (Played 7/9-7/13, 7/16-7/23, 7/29-7/31 and 8/6-8/10)

ASG (Played 7/1-7/8, 8/1 and 8/12-8/19)

Autopilot Off (Played 6/25-7/6)

Bleed the Dream (Played 7/20-8/2)

The Briggs (Played 7/24-8/19)

Chronic Future (Played 7/25-8/4)

Die Hunns (Played 6/25-7/6)

Don't Look Down (Played 7/7-7/18)

The Eyeliners (Played 6/25-7/2)

Fall Out Boy (Played 8/10-8/19)

Fear Before the March of Flames (Played 7/20-7/24)

The Fuck Ups (Played 6/25-7/18)

Go Betty Go (Played 6/25-7/23)

The God Awfuls (Played 6/25-7/15)

Guttermouth (Played 6/25-7/11)

Juliette and the Licks (Played 6/25-7/7)

The Kinison (Played 8/7-8/19)

Lennon (Played 7/28 and 7/30-8/7)

Letter Kills

Minority (Played 6/28)

Motion City Soundtrack (Played 7/16-8/8)

Potluck (Played 7/1-7/6)

Pulley (Played 7/7-7/18)

Rose Hill Drive (Played 8/8-8/19)

Side 67 (Played 7/15)

Single Frame (Played 6/25-6/27 and 7/16-7/28)

Washington Social Club (Played 8/4-8/19)

1208 (Played 7/11)

Amber Pacific (Played 6/25-7/13, 7/28-8/12 and 8/17-8/19)

Audio Karate (Played 8/4-8/19)

Before Today (Played 7/6)

Big D and the Kids Table (Played 7/20-7/26)

Black Fire (Played 6/25-6/30)

Black Furys (Played 7/3)

Bottom Line (Played 8/15-8/17)

Break Dance Vietnam (Played 6/25-7/6)

Break the Silence (Played 7/16-7/26 and 8/10-8/19)

Bytch Kiddy (Played 8/12-8/14)

Candy Ass (Played 8/4-8/10)

Carne Asada (Played 7/17-7/26)

The Code (Played 8/5-8/8)

Codie (Played 7/21-7/22)

The Commercials (Played 8/10)

Crowned King (Played 7/13-7/15 and 8/10-8/14)

Early Man

Eden Row (Played 8/16-8/19)

Eight Fingers Down (Played 6/25-6/29)

El Centro (Played 7/20-7/23)

El Nada (Played 7/24-7/26)

The Erks

Fear Nuttin' Band (Played 8/7)

Fighting Jacks (Played 7/8-7/9)

Happy Campers (Played 6/25-6/30)

Harpo (Played 7/22)

H is Orange (Played 7/1)

Holden (Played 7/2 and 7/7)

Hurry Up Offense (Played 8/4-8/7)

The Hurt Process (Played 7/1-7/11)

Insofar (Played 7/1-7/23)

J4 (Played 6/25-6/29)

Jersey (Played 8/7, 8/10-8/15 and 8/18-8/19)

Keg (Played 7/10)

Killradio (Played 7/16-7/26)

Lakeside (Played 7/28-7/29)

Losing Team (Playd 7/16-7/17)

Lylah (Played 6/25-6/29)

Madison (Played 7/28-8/8)

Madrepore (Played 7/4 and 7/7)

The Matches (Played 8/12-8/17)

Melee

Number One Fan (Played 7/18-8/19)

O're The Ramparts (Played 7/18)

Only Crime (Played 7/18)

Opiate for the Masses (Played 7/28-8/8)

Oreon (Played 8/16-8/19)

Pipedown (Played 7/7-7/10)

The Planet Smashers (Played 7/28-8/4, 8/10 and 8/15-8/19)

The Q (Played 6/30-7/8 and 7/31-8/3)

Reeve Oliver (Played 7/28-8/8)

Rolling Blackouts

Scatter the Ashes (Played 7/20-7/24)

Silverstein (Played 8/2-8/8)

The Skulls (Played 8/19)

Slowdance (Played 7/7-7/18)

Spell Toronto

Stereogram (Played 7/11-7/18)

Stole Your Woman (Played 7/8-7/13)

Suffocate (Played 7/20-7/26)

The Swear (Played 7/28)

Thought Riot (Played 7/2-7/6)

Truth In Fiction (Played 7/24-7/25)

Unit F (Played 6/25-7/2)

Van Stone (Played 7/4-7/7)

Victory Within (Played 7/10-7/18)

Wanted Dead (Played 7/1-7/8)

Windsor (Played 7/1 and 7/6)

Zox (Played 8/16-8/19)

A Thorn For Every Heart (Played 6/25-7/1, 7/6 and 7/24)

The Academy (Played 7/24)

All That's Left (Played 7/29-8/1)

Away From Here (Played 7/13-7/15 and 8/12-8/14)

Bayside (Played 8/15-8/19)

The Bled (Played 7/29-8/8)

Brazil (Played 7/1-8/19)

The Break (Played 7/22-7/28)

Day Two (Played 7/16-7/18)

Deville (Played 8/12-8/14)

Don't Look Down (Played 7/20-7/26)

Dynamite Boy (Played 6/25-6/30 and 7/16-8/19)

Eighteen Visions (Played 6/25-7/15)

Emery (Played 7/9-7/11)

Facing New York (Played 7/4)

From First To Last

Hidden In Plain View

Kiros (Played 7/13-7/15 and 8/12-8/14)

The Matches (Played 6/25-7/11)

Moments in Grace (Played 7/31-8/3)

Northstar (Played 6/25-6/27)

Not Quite Bernadette (Played 7/17-7/18)

Over It (Played 7/16-8/4)

Plans for Revenge (Played 7/3 and 7/8)

Roses Are Red (Played 7/16-7/21)

The Silence (Played 7/2 and 7/7)

Silverstein (Played 8/10-8/19)

The Snake, The Cross, The Crown (Played 7/2 and 7/7)

Somerset (Played 7/25)

The Spill Canvas (Played 7/16)

Stars Hide Fire (Played 8/2-8/6)

Still Life Projector (Played 7/8)

Stimulator (Played 7/1-7/8)

Tokyo Rose (Played 8/15-8/19)

Trophy Scars (Played 8/7-8/10)

Underminded

Underoath

Yesterdays Rising (Played 6/25-7/30)

5 Knuckle Surprise (Played 8/13)

13 Attempts to Fail (Played 7/9)

21 Rest (Played 7/6)

1090 Club (Played 7/16)

A Common Threat (Played 7/16)

A Second Chance (Played 8/7)

Abandon All Hope (Played 6/29)

Abstract Giants (Played 7/24)

Addison (Played 8/3)

Aiden (Played 7/10)

Air Tight Alibi (Played 6/27)

Allotic (Played 7/6)

Ambry (Played 8/19)

Arms of Orion (Played 8/6)

Antik (Played 7/18)

The Aquabats (Played 7/1-7/2 and 7/7)

Arson Cried Fire (Played 8/17)

Athena In Hades (Played 7/8)

The Autumn View (Played 7/25)

Authority Zero (Played 6/30 and 8/1-8/5)

The Bank Robbers (Played 8/8)

Benton (Played 8/10)

Bentvalve (Played 7/4)

Best Interest (Played 7/2)

The Big Screen (Played 7/31)

Billy and the Lost Boys (Played 7/13)

Bop Skizzum (Played 7/18)

Bosio (Played 7/20)

Bowling For Soup (Played 6/25, 6/27, 7/18-8/10 and 8/15-8/19)

Box Elder (Played 7/29)

Broken Horizon (Played 7/1)

BXF (Played 7/11)

Calico Drive (Played 7/15)

Capital Tragedy (Played 8/17)

Capitol Speedway (Played 8/1)

Capone (Played 8/15)

Cellar Door (Played 7/6)

Chances Are (Played 7/8)

Cheap Suits (Played 8/14)

Cherry Bing (Played 8/18)

Chernobyl Kids (Played 8/4)

Clearmotive (Played 8/18)

Coat of Arms (Played 8/5)

Crooked Edge (Played 8/1)

De La Vega (Played 7/9)

Dead Society (Played 8/8)

Death in Graceland (Played 8/16)

Deep Enough To Die (Played 8/10)

Delay (Played 7/23)

Delinquent Monastery (Played 7/3)

Deville (Played 7/15)

D.O.R.K. (Played 7/18)

Dramatic Still Life (Played 7/16)

Drane (Played 6/26)

DV8 (Played 6/25-6/27)

Each on Set (Played 8/12)

ElseWorth (Played 7/2)

Emotional Distress (Played 8/13)

Ender (Played 7/15)

The Escape Engine (Played 8/8)

Existing Away (Played 7/19)

Fail to Follow (Played 7/17)

Fallen From the Sky (Played 7/31)

Falling Process (Played 6/29)

The Feds (Played 6/26)

The Felix Culpa (Played 7/20)

Fell Far Behind (Played 8/6)

Final Underground (Played 7/9)

Firekills (Played 6/27)

Forever July (Played 8/2)

Ghetto Lust (Played 7/1)

Good With Guns (Played 7/26)

Grand Poo Bah (Played 8/14)

Her Candane (Played 7/17)

Highland Drive (Played 8/18)

Hit The Lights (Played 8/16)

Holiday (Played 8/19)

How About No (Played 7/23)

Hydra (Played 7/2 and 7/7)

I Voted For Kodos (Played 7/20)

Ill Figures (Played 7/4)

In This Day (Played 7/29)

International Businessmen (Played 7/10)

Intro5pect (Played 7/1)

Jacobs Ladder (Played 7/31)

Jane Eyre (Played 7/7)

Johnny Action Figure (Played 8/10)

Johnny Psycho (Played 7/23)

Johnny Rock (Played 7/26)

Junior (Played 6/26)

Just For A Day (Played 7/31)

JV Allstars (Played 7/26)

Kane Hodder (Played 7/10)

Key to Arson (Played 7/8)

Kick Over The Traces (Played 8/8)

Kid Deposit Triumph (Played 7/4)

Kincaide (Played 7/13)

Last Action Zeros (Played 6/30)

Last Annual (Played 7/24)

Last Collapse (Played 7/1)

Left Alone

Legbone (Played 8/17)

Light the Sky (Played 7/2)

Logik (Played 6/30)

Losers Luck (Played 7/21)

Lucked Out (Played 8/8)

Ludo (Played 7/13 and 7/21)

Made of Koncentrate (Played 8/12)

The Malcontents (Played 7/22)

Minority (Played 6/26)

Minus Vince (Played 7/3)

Monday In London (Played 8/2)

Monty's Fan Club (Played 7/7-7/17)

Much the Same (Played 7/24 and 8/3-8/10)

My American Heart (Played 7/6)

The Nancy School (Played 7/22)

Nervous Nellie (Played 7/28-8/1)

New Tomorrow (Played 7/6)

No Red Flags (Played 7/11)

The No Talent Show (Played 8/3)

Not Long After (Played 7/11)

NSF (Played 8/12)

O'Doyle Rules (Played 6/25)

Oktober (Played 6/30)

One Mile Wish (Played 7/2)

One Way Letter (Played 7/28)

Once Over (Played 7/6 and 7/8)

Oreon (Played 8/5)

Pacer (Played 8/13)

Patent Pending (Played 8/7)

Pennyroyals (Played 8/8)

The Phoenix Rising (Played 7/24)

The Pink Spiders (Played 7/28)

Plan B (Played 8/19)

Pleased (Played 8/12)

Poopan (Played 7/7)

Powderburn (Played 6/27)

Praxxis (Played 6/25)

The Preps (Played 8/10)

The Prime (Played 8/8)

Punos (Played 8/2)

Quietdrive (Played 7/20 and 7/24-7/25)

The Radikills (Played 7/23)

Rain Fur Rent (Played 7/3)

Red With Envy (Played 7/8)

Reno Divorce (Played 7/18)

The Response (Played 7/20)

Rise or Rust (Played 7/25)

Rockett Queen (Played 6/25)

Rory (Played 7/29)

Rubberhead (Played 6/27)

Rudesquad (Played 7/30)

The Salads (Played 8/14)

Same Old Crap (Played 7/26)

Sarcasm (Played 8/7)

The Scrubs (Played 8/16)

The Second Track (Played 8/1)

Sedona (Played 8/2)

The School Play (Played 7/11)

Shadow Agency (Played 8/1)

ShotBlue (Played 7/1)

Side Out (Played 7/29)

Silence The Wake (Played 8/15)

Silent Opposition (Played 7/10)

The Skeptics (Played 8/19)

Skylar Blue (Played 6/25)

The Skyline (Played 7/21)

The Slurs (Played 7/22)

Sometime in April (Played 8/6)

Sometime Never (Played 8/7)

The Sophomore Year (Played 7/28)

Soulfound (Played 7/30)

Sound Riot (Played 8/4)

The Spicolis (Played 8/14)

Spil (Played 7/22)

Spit for Athena (Played 8/15)

Split Habit (Played 7/24)

Spoiler (Played 6/29)

Spun On Ambition (Played 7/16)

Still Life Projector (Played 7/3)

The Story Changes (Played 8/17)

Straight Forward (Played 7/7)

Strutmore (Played 6/26)

Suburban Shock Syndrome (Played 6/29)

Suburban Tragedy (Played 7/30)

The Swellers (Played 7/23 and 8/15)

Tabula Rasa (Played 8/5)

Tel Star (Played 8/5)

Ten Second Epic (Played 7/15)

Ten Years From Now (Played 8/3)

Thin Dark Line (Played 8/4)

Today's Not Tomorrow (Played 8/18)

Tokyo Rose (Played 8/7)

Trace Element (Played 7/7)

The Trademark (Played 7/17)

Tragedy Andy (Played 7/3)

Transition (Played 8/5)

Truly Sunday (Played 7/30)

Uncrowned (Played 7/28)

Underscore (Played 8/4)

Unlabeled (Played 7/13)

Unjust (Played 7/3)

Useless (Played 8/6)

The Utmost (Played 7/4)

Victim 26 (Played 6/30)

Viscera's Recital (Played 8/13)

Waiting for Daryl (Played 7/9)

Westcott (Played 7/21)

When All Else Fails (Played 8/3)

When Sparks Fly (Played 8/16)

Youth in Asia (Played 7/26)

Youthinasia (Played 8/14)

Arcane

Astronautalis and Mes

B-Girl Temper

Cellar Door

Community Service

Crisis Center

Icon

Immortal Technique

Kanser

The Lordz Of Brooklyn

Pearl Crew

Shankini

Shebang!

Sisters of the Underground

Bring Your Own Weapon (Played 6/30)

Calabrese (Played 6/30)

Casket Life (Played 6/30)

Half Empties (Played 6/30)

Point 9 Percent (Played 6/30)

Scary Kids Scaring Kids (Played 6/30)

Sidetracked (Played 6/30)

Groovie Ghoulies (Played 7/1-8/19)

The Phenomenauts (Played 7/1-8/19)

A Wilhelm Scream (Played 8/16-8/19)

Alone at 3am (Played 8/16)

Amity (Played 7/13-8/19)

Anadivine (Played 8/7-8/8 and 8/18)

As Tall As Lions (Played 8/10-8/13)

Bear Vs. Shark (Played 7/22-7/24 and 8/15)

Before Braille (Played 7/16 and 7/18-7/20)

Before Today (Played 7/13-7/18)

Boys Night Out (Played 8/2-8/19)

Days Like These (Played 7/16-8/19)

Day Two (Played 7/21)

Don't Look Down (Played 8/6-8/7 and 8/10-8/15)

Emanuel (Played 7/21-7/24 and 8/2-8/6)

Endicott (Played 8/16-8/17)

Facing New York (Played 7/13-7/17)

Fear Before the March of Flames (Played 7/18)

Fifteen Minutes Fast (Played 7/21 and 7/26)

Fire When Ready (Played 8/7-8/8 and 8/18-8/19)

From Here On Out (Played 8/14-8/15)

Haddonfield (Played 8/13)

Half the Battle (Played 8/14-8/15)

Halifax (Played 8/4-8/14)

Haste The Day (Played 7/22-7/24)

The Higher (Played 7/13-7/17)

In Passing (Played 7/29-8/1)

In Reverent Fear (Played 7/13-7/15 and 7/18)

Junior Revolution (Played 8/17)

Kiros (Played 7/16-7/17)

The Letters Organized (Played 7/28-7/30)

Lightweight Holiday (Played 7/13-8/19)

The Matches (Played 7/13-7/17, 7/23-7/25, 8/2-8/6 and 8/18-8/19)

Much the Same (Played 7/21-7/22 and 8/16-8/17)

Noise Ratchet (Played 7/18-8/1)

Nor Am I (Played 7/21-8/19)

Nuclear Saturday (Played 7/28 and 7/30)

Offset (Played 7/18)

Salt the Earth (Played 7/26)

Secret Lives of Freemasons (Played 8/1-8/3)

Silverstein (Played 7/25-8/1)

The Snake, The Cross, The Crown (Played 7/13-7/15)

The Softer Side (Played 7/29-8/1)

Socratic (Played 7/31-8/1 and 8/3-8/5)

Split Sense (Played 7/26)

Staring Back (Played 7/13-8/19)

Tokyo Rose (Played 8/8-8/10)

Tora Tora Torrance (Played 7/25)

Waking Ashland (Played 7/13-7/15, 7/20 and 7/25)

The Working Title (Played 7/29-8/1)

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anamoon63 · 3 years ago

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TIME TRAVELER: E96. GOODBYE OR SO LONG?

Once near the door, Robin and Juliette's eyes met again.

"Can I give you a goodbye kiss?", he asked.

"Robin, I don't think we should..."

"Please? Just one?"

Juliette didn't think twice and put all her heart in that kiss. A kiss that, for the time being, was the only thing she could have from him.

When the kiss ended they gave each other a hug from which it was difficult for Juliette to pull away.

"You said we would talk some other day. When will that be?", Robin asked.

"I don't know, maybe next Saturday, not here of course".

"Okay, where?"

"I don't know yet, probably at the beach. And you'll have to be careful, you don't want the whole town to see you with me".

"I will be, don't worry".

"And it might be the last time we meet, until you fix your situation".

"Understood", Robin said, stroking her cheek. "I love you, Juliette, don't you forget it".

"I love you too. Don't you forget it either. Now for God's sake leave already", Juliette begged.

"Alright, I'll wait for your call. So long, dear", Robin said once at the door.

"So long", she whispered, struggling so that her voice wouldn't break.

"Goodbye, my love", she whispered as the door closed behind him.

How would she stand her life without him? How would she stand being near him knowing that he was married, that she wouldn't be able to kiss him or touch him again? That would be torture. Would she resist or would she fall in his arms like a fool?

"This is your fault, Dustin. You shouldn't have gotten us together. Now what am I going to do?", she thought, as she went up the stairs to her bedroom for a well deserved rest. Although she probably woulnd't get to sleep at all that night.

#the sims 3 #sims 3 simblr #sims 3 into the future #aurora skies #time traveler #the crane legacy #robin crane #the shens #juliette shen #los sims de ana #my sims 3 stories

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maggiecheungs · 4 years ago

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2020 ~everything~ wrap

i finally have time to do all of the tag games that people have tagged me in over the past month or so! i cannot for the life of me remember who tagged me in which one, so i’m just putting ~everything~ in one huge post. if i tag you anywhere then consider it a standing invitation to do whichever of these you haven’t done :) in fact, this is me issuing a standing invite to any of my followers who wants to do it :) also, thank you all!

Creator Wrap: Favourite Works

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (or so) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

this collection of philosophy quotes paired with thai bl series, (and its sequel) which is possibly my favourite thing i’ve ever made. for, uh, nerd reasons.

these gifted text post memes i made still make me laugh sometimes

this fic about green from 2gether, which i wrote in the notes app on my phone and published the same day. not my absolute best writing but i am very fond of it <3

i have a bunch fof friend zone dangerous area edits/shitposts which i like, but i’m particularly fond of my fzda as satire headlines (which now has a sequel!)

i also love my crisgood-walmart-lesbian post. i might send it in to gmmtv to try and convince them to do a crisgood-bffs spin-off

+ bonus: since i wrote this list i made this gifset (my first ever!) of jennie panhan in the shipper and i love her too much not to include her on here

+ extra nerdy bonus: this niche meme about Chinese philosophy, which still makes me crack up whenever I think about it

Favourite Creators/Follow Forever

i’ve completely lost track of who’s following who from which blog, so this is just going to be a haphazard, non-exhaustive list of people who i adore/admire/am vaguely intimidated by, mutuality be damned. maybe we talk all the time! maybe we’ve never interacted! maybe i am constantly there in ur tags... lurking... 👀... but if you’re on this list you have made me smile at least once this year and i love you for that alone <3

@wjmild kylie!! you make gifs of arm & tay & lee (separately or in various combinations) & the shipper & and kapook & random fluke pusit cameos & school rangers so i don’t have to <3 ilysm

@janeramida vianey, you have such impeccable taste in general, but your sizzy gifset in particular is so gorgeous it lives in my mind rent free

@applelapis bri, this post was a callout and i want you to know that it haunts me at night as i lie awake staring at the ceiling :((((( i hope you are happy

@gigiesarocha cata, i love it when you show up on my dash bc you have!! such taste!! also, every time you gif gigie i gain five years of life <3 pls continue doing the Good Work

@pvrrish eleni, i remeber legit thinking that this was an official poster when i first saw it, it’s so beautiful

@ahysopae juliette your khaithird fic is so good and it literally changed the way i think about khai (not an easy feat)

@kurosawadachi angel, whenever i think about grace’s speech i remember your gifset and get literal chills

@doctorbahnjit alexa, you have no right to be as funny as you are. your friend zone edits give me life

@khaotungthanawat sam, you’re probably sick of getting tagged in these lists by random strangers, but i just had to bc your gifsets are Pure Art

@tanwirapong roa, all your gifsets are so ✨iconic✨

faiza @asianmelodrama and rahul @petekaos! yours were the first two thai drama blogs i followed and for ages i lowkey thought of you as my fandom parents.

and some more blogs that make me happy: @curlykytta / @lee-thanat / @fck-inspector-m / @pangwave / @tichawongtipkanon / @tawanv @kimmonv (violet istg i have spent more time this year trying to figure out how many blogs you have than i have spent admiring your gifsets. & i spend a lot of time admiring your gifsets) / @taytawan / @1akorn and @yihwas (and your radiant lovechild @lakornladies ofc) / @teh-ohaew / @vihokratanas (mel your gifsets are just so gorgeous) / @tootiredtoosadtooangry / @headcompletelyempty / @demiromanticmickey / and there are definitely more but my brain is a sieve so apologies if i’ve forgotten anyone!! i love you all!!

2020 HIGHLIGHTS ✨

rules: list your top 10 shows (bl or not) you watched in 2020 (doesn’t necessarily have to be shows that came out in 2020 though!)

1. 2GETHER & STILL2GETHER

my first thai drama, and even after all the amazing shows i’ve watched this year, it still has a special place in my heart. watching 2gether was the first time i’d ever seen a queer romcom that just... was. for me, by the simple fact of its being, 2gether was revolutionary. and then still2gether came along and took all the best things about the first season and gave us something beautiful and quiet and lovely and just proved to me, once and for all, that queer happiness doesn’t need to justify its own existence. there can be gay cuddles on the beach for no other reason than that we want them.

2. UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

i don’t really have the words for this one but. it makes my heart so very soft.

3. FRIEND ZONE 2: DANGEROUS AREA

season one was mindless fun because everyone was an absolute trashfire and it was hella cathartic to watch, but season 2... wow. i love it for so many reasons: it has messy and authentic queer rep; the characterisation is excellent and i somehow care about all of the characters; amazing women taking centre stage(!); a wlw relationship with lesbian, ace and bipolar rep; multiple interesting plotlines; actual character development; arm weerayut as a chaos gremlin... absolutely one of my favourites of 2020.

4. CHERRY MAGIC

i don’t think i need to explain this one, which is fortunate, because i have no idea how exactly i’d describe the happy-warm-fuzzy-queer-seen-loving-affirmed-profound feeling that rises in my chest whenever i think about it.

5. THE GIFTED: GRADUATION

confession: i liked season 2 more than season 1 (with the exception of the ending, which we don’t talk about). season 1 was enjoyable and interesting, but for me it was season 2 which made me love this series. it did some incredibly interesting and complicated things (even if it didn’t quite nail the landing): it pushed characters to the breaking point and wove so many layers into the story and questioned its own underlying themes. plus, watching it alongside everyone in the fandom made it 200% better. i love all of you and i love this show. egg girl 5eva.

6. THE SHIPPER

i 100% understand why so many people didn’t like this show, or found it problematic, but through some fluke it absolutely worked for me (even the ending). one day i will write an essay explaining my rationale, but for now i’ll just say that it’s one of my favourite shows about adolescence and queerness and identity and compassion and friendship and love that i’ve ever watched.

7. YYY

this series is absolutely off its rocker, and it somehow managed to be one of the most affirming shows i’ve watched. it shouldn’t have worked by it did, and i love it so much.

8. 3 WILL BE FREE

absolutely iconic. amazing plot, stunning visuals, great characters, canon polyamory, jennie being incredible... what a series.

9. MANNER OF DEATH

i love the fact that this show exists; i love the mix of crime and romance; i love maxtul’s acting; i love the central relationship; i love bun. i know we’re not even halfway through yet, but this show is doing something special and i’m so grateful that i get to watch it unfold in real time.

10. CHIHAYAFURU (SEASON 3)

odd one out on my list, but I had to include it. chihayafuru is my all-time favourite anime and it finally got a third season, which is somehow even better than the first two. mashima taichi is one of my favourite characters of all time and his storyline hits me on such a profound level. plus, in the years since i first say this show i’ve fallen in love with classical japanese literature (particularly heian poetry) so i had newfound appreciation for the karuta matches (aka i cried every time someone recited one of my favourite poems)

other favourites: together with me, he’s coming to me, sotus and sotus s, my dear loser: edge of 17, why r u, theory of love, wake up chanee!, gameboys, pearl next door, uta koi (anime), three kingdoms (2010), blood and water (netflix). (itsay would almost certainly be on my list if i’d had time to watch it. same with dark blue kiss, which i had to pause so i could do my assignments)

Final Thoughts

well, it’s been... a year (i don’t think anyone needs a reminder of the details) but writing this post has reminded me of all the amazing shows and people I discovered over the course of it.

thank you to everyone for being so lovely and creative and funny and quirky and kind and passionate. you’re all incredibly awesome people and i wish all of you the very best xx

#tag game #I think I was first tagged in one of these like three weeks ago? but I’ve been super busy #happy new year everyone #ellis talks #also I tried to keep this as short as possible bc otherwise I could have gushed for hours about you all #and this post is long enough already #but if any of you are in a low mood or want the unabridged version of my praise then message me & I’ll compliment you profusely to your face #:)

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Can you tell me the songs that express Shinee's style through the years ? PS: I'm sure your week will end up well !! All the love xxxxx

Anon u rly have me googling “SHINee discrography in order” on my work computer rn lmao

I’m gonna try to do 1 title track + 1 bside per year and see where that takes me lmao but I’m only going to do Korean releases bc if I added Japanese songs into the mix I’d simply explode it’s too much

2008:

Replay (obviously) is just pure SHINee essence at its finest in my opinion. Sweet and cute and catchy all at once. Timeless.

Love Should Go On it’s kinda funky, lots of minkey rapping which is just *chef’s kiss* but also the added plus of baby Taemin rapping as well, plus jongyu’s beautiful vocals. Idk there’s just something about this song that I’ve always adored. Maybe because it features all five members’ voices in ways that worked for them, which wasn’t super typical in the earlier albums since Taemin’s voice was still developing. Adorable.

2009:

Ring Ding Dong (yes I’m picking it over Juliette it was a rough decision but I did it) it’s just such typical SHINee in the sense that it’s a timeless bop, everyone knows it, everyone remembers it. Everyone knows NEVER to listen to it before an exam (which I learned the hard way in college bc I thought it was fake as fuck but then haha middle of a history final mumbling ringadingdingding elastic fantastic in my gotdamn head it’s a miracle I passed that exam lmao)

Romeo+Juliette it’s not like a super popular song I don’t think? But again, there’s just something about it that’s so purely SHINee. The beat, the way they sing so well together, the way their voices just match & compliment each other’s so well? It’s a little slower paced, but you could definitely still dance along to it. Kinda sensual I guess? A good teeny bopper song by a teeny bopper band of teeny bopper boys. Was my absolute favorite song all through high school lmao the way jonnghyun’s voice is so soft yet powerful at the same time? Spectacular.

2010:

Lucifer I mean it’s just obvious again like Replay, it’s what dragged me into the pits of Kpop hell. Everyone knows Lucifer. It’s quintessential Kpop at this point. Taemin’s dang stripey shirt hypnotized me in that dance practice Istg.

A-Yo is sweet and funny and silly and still so so good all at the same time. Taemin essentially calls you a dumbass in the first like 45 seconds but manages to do it sounding sweet as could be. Really uplifting. Catchy. Easy to sing along to. Listen to it whenever you’re sad and I’m telling you it’s instant happiness. Minho actually gets to sing in it and his voice is just lovely I adore this song with my whole heart. It’s lighthearted and fun. SHINee to me had always just been a group that’s uplifting and comforting, and this song is, in my opinion, the greatest example of that.

2011 (they didn’t have any Korean releases in 2011 so bonus songs from earlier years!)

The SHINee World (Doo-Bop) [2008] I mean I feel like this is self explanatory. Dibidibidiss my name is Minho.

Jo Jo [2009] again, SHINee’s just good at happy fun sweet songs. Jo Jo is always fun to sing along to.

Electric Heart [2010] is a bit darker in the way it feels. Very sensual. Breathy voices and all that. I was super obsessed with this song in high school as well idk. A nice look at SHINee transitioning into a bit more of a mature group, breaking away from the typical teeny bopper boyband vibe. Still funky fresh tho.

2012:

Sherlock aside from being the only title track from 2012 lmao SHINee have often mentioned this was when they felt like they really started acting like a Team and relying on each other more heavily. This was also when the Cold War took place but I personally don’t remember seeing any of it, so to me, Sherlock was just a cool song with a cool dance and Taemin having a terrible weave (and I got in trouble during an after school religion class bc I showed my friend Taemin’s shirtless promo pic and the Youth Leader thought it was porn lmao)

Honesty was a song that really felt personal, idk why. Like the members singing directly to us. Soft and sweet and still so meaningful. Like I’m gonna cry just thinking abt it lmao

2013:

Everybody so 2013 is so hard bc so many good songs came out that year. Like I genuinely am having a hard time deciding, but I think Everybody is a good pick because it shows how SHINee has never been afraid to experiment with their sound. It sounds totally different than anything else they had ever put out, but it still was so SHINee. It’s powerful and it makes you pay attention and like lmao god I’m not quiet abt loving a man in uniform so the wardrobe rly did it for me. But also wow all of their vocals are so good in this song THE LONG HIGH NOTES love it love to see it.

Beautiful just seems like a good pick. Again, 2013 is jam packed with amazing songs, it’s difficult to narrow it down. But beautiful was a song that was always super comforting as well. Their high notes and the way they sing together. Idk. I adore this song.

No Korean releases in 2014 and I’m getting tired lmao so no bonuses

2015:

View of course. Still the best summer bop in existence. We really see the members start to get more involved in this song specifically, from Taemin choosing the choreographer, Jonghyun writing lyrics as always, and Key picking the wardrobe. It’s a fun lighthearted song. I still listen to it when I drive by the beach because that’s just the vibe. Definitely a turning point for them, in my opinion, because this is when I think they really become more mature? Idk how to explain it. They don’t seem like a “boyband” anymore at this point to me, they’re just a band.

An Encore genuinely brings me to tears anytime I listen to it. It’s a SHINee ballad, and a really soul crushing one at that lmao. Idk why it’s soul crushing, necessarily, it just is.

2016:

1 of 1 is funky and fun and goofy and just so so SHINee. It’s not that other groups wouldn’t be able to perform a song like 1 of 1, it’s that SHINee performed it in a way that no other group could do it. They take every song they’re given and make it theirs, really. They own it.

Beautiful Life is another song that just makes you happy. It’s a ballad and it’s sweet and Jinki wrote the lyrics why am I only just finding this out now??! It’s a beautiful life. SHINee will always remind you of why life is worth living, tbh. Minho’s voice is beautiful in this song just a fun fact.

No korean releases in 2017

2018:

Good Evening 2018 is really hard for me to pick tbh. But Good Evening is a song that’s so heartfelt and emotional and soul crushing while still being fun? Maybe I’m projecting my own feelings from the time it was released to the song itself, but whatever. Good Evening is a bop. Love it. Makes me cry literally every gotdamn time I listen to it love that love crying on the freeway blasting this song it’s great.

Undercover was a personal favorite. Tbh a lot of the songs released in 2018 were very hard for me to listen to, and I still haven’t listened to all of them. I just can’t do it yet. But Undercover was fun and funky and idk, that’s just what SHINee is all about.

No releases in 2019 or 2020

2021:

Atlantis listen, this is also a hard decision. Don’t Call Me is quintessential SHINee in the way that it strays from the norm, it’s them trying something entirely new to them, but Atlantis feels like coming home after being away for a long time. It’s not that it’s the same kind of song they usually do, but there’s just something about that’s so familiar and comfortable.

Area is a song I cannot listen to without crying my eyes out. Doesn’t matter how many times I listen to it, doesn’t matter what time of day it is, doesn’t matter what I’m doing. It’s a beautiful song written by Minho and we all know it’s for Jonghyun. And that’s what SHINee is all about, too. It’s about the five of them being together, working together, being a team. The song makes me cry, sure, but it’s a good kind of cry. Also their voices are so beautiful as always.

HONORABLE MENTION

I fucking love Body Rhythm [2021] we all know I love Body Rhythm I feel personally victimized by Minho for promising a Body Rhythm performance and NOT FOLLOWING THROUGH I still nag him abt it on bubble idgaf. Anyways it’s sexy and horny and makes me wanna dance with someone while drinking a vodka cranberry and wearing skimpy clothes and red lipstick WHERES MY BODY RHYTHM PERFORMANCE CHOI MINHO YOU ABSOLUTE T E A S E

#anon #shinee #this was fucking Difficult #their discography is too much I have a headache this was too much lmao

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sylvanfreckles · 4 years ago

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Day Ten: Sweater

Fandom: Grimm

Summary: Monroe gives Nick a Truly Awful (tm) Christmas sweater. Juliette tries to make him wear it with no luck...until Hank steps in.

* * *

Nick settled onto the couch, coffee in hand, as Juliette and Monroe's chatter from the kitchen filled the air. “Thanks for this,” he commented, gesturing at the space around them.

Rosalee, curled up at the other end of the couch, raised her eyebrows in question. “For...dinner?”

“No,” Nick shook his head with a grin and waved his hand to indicate Monroe's heavily-decorated home. “This. I know you're not big into the Christmas stuff, but it means a lot to Monroe.”

“Oh,” Rosalee nodded. “Well, it's important to him. And I think it's...growing on me,” she added with a shrug.

“Like athlete's foot.”

“Nick!” Rosalee, pretending to be shocked, kicked his hip. “That's rude.”

“He took Juliette to some artisan market last week,” Nick complained dramatically. “My house is full of Poinsettias now. And you should see the nativity creche she brought home.”

“What about it?” Juliette asked, appearing behind the couch to lean over and wrap her arms around her boyfriend. “You told me you love it.”

“And I do,” Nick replied, leaning back to look up at her. “I was just telling Rosalee about it.”

“Uh-huh.” The red-haired woman pressed a quick kiss to Nick's temple before settling down on the arm of the couch beside him. “It's carved from driftwood,” she explained. “This adorable old man walks up and down the beaches every morning to gather it himself.”

“And he makes all his paints the old-fashioned way,” Monroe interjected. He brought out a cup of coffee for Rosalee, and a wrapped present that he handed to Nick. “All-natural plant dyes.”

Nick accepted the present and frowned at it. “What's this?”

“You're supposed to be the detective, Nick,” Monroe shook his head in mock dismay, pulling his armchair up to be closer to the trio on the couch. “It's a present.”

“We're not exchanging gifts until Christmas,” Nick protested. He and Hank were pulling the first shift on Christmas Day, and they'd agreed to all meet for drinks and dessert and gift exchanging after. Hence the early Christmas dinner with Monroe and Rosalee tonight.

“Yeah, but this is the kinda thing you want to have before Christmas,” Monroe explained. “Go on, open it.”

Nick glanced up at Juliette, who shrugged back at him, then handed her his coffee before popping the tape free on the colorful paper. There was a plain white shirt box under the paper, and inside the box...

“Oh, how cute!” Juliette exclaimed. “It's a Christmas sweater!”

It was a Christmas sweater, if only because it couldn't be called anything else. There was tinsel. There were snowmen. There was a big, coca-cola Santa with one finger to his lips and one leg in a chimney. It was red. And green. And gold. And silver. And horrible.

“Juliette said you didn't have a Christmas sweater,” Monroe offered helpfully, nodding at the abomination in Nick's lap. At the other end of the couch Rosalee had a fist in her mouth to muffle her laughter, and Juliette was practically cooing over how cute she thought the sweater was.

“Oh. I, uh...thanks, Monroe,” Nick worked up a smile for his friend and tried to close the box back up. “I'll just...put it away...”

“Try it on, Nick,” Rosalee teased, nearly shaking in suppressed laughter.

Before he could answer (and, really, what could he say) his phone started to ring. Nick shot to his feet, barely remembering to be gentle as he placed the sweater on the couch. “I'd better get that,” he explained, pulling his phone out and hurrying out of the room.

“You did that on purpose!” Juliette called after him.

* * *

“It's supposed to be cold today,” Juliette commented as she scrolled through her phone.

“It's Portland,” Nick replied. He managed to slide the sunny-side up eggs onto the toast without breaking the yolk and placed the plate in front of Juliette with a flourish. “It's cold here nine months of the year.”

“I'm just saying, you should dress warm today,” she said. “Extra layers.”

“No,” Nick pointed his fork at her. “No, I am not wearing that sweater.”

“I've seen you wear worse to the office,” she protested. “It would mean so much to Monroe.”

“He wouldn't even see me wear it,” he shook his his head and cut through the yolk of his eggs.

“I'd send him pictures.”

“Then definitely not. Those pictures would end up in Hank's phone, too. Then they'd someone end up on Wu's, then the rest of the department would see it. No.”

Juliette sighed and propped her chin in one hand, watching him eat breakfast. “It's a really nice sweater, Nick.”

“Yeah? Then you wear it.”

“No way.”

* * *

“Nick?” Juliette hurried into the precinct, tote bag in hand. “Nick, are you okay?”

He greeted her with a smile, taking her hand as she got closer. “Perp got a nosebleed on me. Can't walk around looking like that all day.”

“I thought you kept a spare shirt in your locker,” she commented, handing him the bag. “Why did you ask me to bring you a new one?”

“This was my spare,” he explained. He dumped me in a snowbank first and I got soaked. Thanks for bringing this by.”

Nick opened the bag and grabbed a handful of...knitting? He tugged just enough out of the bag to recognize the red-green-gold-silver of the Abominable Christmas Sweater before stuffing it back in and shoving the bag into Juliette's arms. “No.”

He knew Hank's locker combo anyway. His partner wouldn't mind.

* * *

“Merry Christmas!” Hank boomed out, wrapping his arms around Juliette when she answered the door. “Is your worse half ready for the day yet?”

“Merry Christmas, Hank,” Juliette laughed when he set her down and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. “He's ready, but he's not in the spirit.”

“No, Juliette!” Nick trotted down the stairs, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt on his way to the kitchen for his travel mug of coffee. “I'm still not wearing it.”

“Not wearing what?”

“Monroe gave him a Christmas sweater,” Juliette whispered. She'd left it hidden in the tote bag next to the door, and opened it up enough that he could see the gaudy fabric inside. “I've been trying to get him to wear it for days.”

Hank blew out a low whistle. He glanced up to make sure Nick wasn't watching and stuffed the tote bag into his jacket. “Leave it to me,” he winked.

“Leave what to you?” Nick asked, joining them near the door.

“Getting you safely to work and back home for Christmas,” Hank replied smoothly. “Now let's go, partner, let's go!”

* * *

“Why is it the one call we get I end up in a snowbank again?” Nick complained. Christmas was usually fairly quiet, even for a city as big as Portland, and they'd been lucky to only have one call-out this year. Just a possible homicide that had turned out to be a staged protest by a vegan group against some sort of community turkey-frying party.

“Hey, if you ain't got the moves, you're gonna end up in a few snowbanks,” Hank replied, leaning against his locker. “You ready?”

“I don't think I have a change of clothes in here,” Nick complained. “You mind stopping by my place on the way to Monroe's?”

“No need,” Hank announced, stepping back and swinging the door of his locker open to reveal the Abominable Christmas Sweater in all its gaudy glory.

“You...�� Nick spluttered for words for a moment. “You did this on purpose!” he accused, shaking the damp fabric of his button-down shirt. “You...you traitor!”

“I don't think you want to say that to the man that has Sergeant Wu on speed-dial.”

Nick tried to glare at him, but Hank just gestured to the sweater and bowed. “Well?”

With a sigh of frustration Nick whipped off his wet shirt and tugged the Abominable Christmas Sweater over his head. It was warm, at least. Not too scratchy. And when he was wearing it he barely noticed how badly the colors clashed. “Happy now?” he asked, arms spread out for Hank's appraisal.

“Ecstatic,” Hank retorted, slamming his locker shut. “Now let's get out of here before Monroe forgets to spike the eggnog.”

Rolling his eyes, Nick followed his partner out of the locker room. At least there was no one else here to witness his embarrassment...

“Hey, Burkhardt! Nice sweater!”

* * *

Just two more days! Can you believe it?

Next Time: Star - “This house has seen storms a lot bigger than this; we’ll be safe until it passes.”

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Day Nine - Master List - Day Eleven

#grimm #fanfic #humor #ugly sweaters #hank is a troll #nick burkhardt #juliette silverton #rosalee calvert #monroe #hank griffin #christmas #twelve days of fictmas 2020

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hardyshoe · 5 years ago

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benefits- a roger Taylor series

part nine

warnings- language

taglist- @i-cant-hangout-im-drumming @rogerrhqpsody

a/n: okay loves, im so proud of this chapter so I hope you like it xx

when roger woke up he didn't find you in bed with him like always and when he ran his hand across the sheets he found your side of the bed warm from where you'd been sleeping. he sighed and pulled himself out of his sleepy state, eyes bleary with slumber. the floor was cold beneath his feet but the winter sunlight felt crisp on his pale skin.

roger strolled into the living room of the flat clad only in his stripy pyjama bottoms, he found you there with that one tie die t-shirt impossibly stretched over your belly. at thirty eight weeks pregnant you felt like a beached whale, nothing fit over your stomach except roger largest t shirts and you could never get more than about three or four hours of sleep. you had one hand on your lower back and the other pitched on the swell of your belly while you paced around the kitchen with lightly shut eyes. the sight of you concerned him, you looked like you were in pain.

“love?” no answer.

he raised his voice ever sol slightly and asked again, ``love, are you okay?”

you hummed at him and shot him a week smile, only making roger more concerned. when your face turned sour and your eyes screwed up he jumped towards you.

“sweetheart whats hurting you?” you didn't respond for a minute, holding a hand up to signal that you needed a minute.

“ ‘m fine rog, my back hurts is all” this wasn't uncommon your back had been aching almost constantly for the last couple weeks but this was different, the pain was deeper and isolated completely on your lower back. it had been there since you woke in the middle of the night and had persisted until now, at seven you got up to pace knowing you'd wake roger if you lay in bed much longer. so here you were, feet frozen from the cold floorboards and body all too hot.

“you sure? you don't look fine,” he was still worried and you were still pacing, the books didn't say anything about this.

“I swear I'm good, could you make me something to eat?” you were starved and you probably hadn't walked as much as you just had in about six months.

“i’m not great at cooking, but I do make a mean burnt toast” he grinned at you and pulled out a chair at the table for you, you chuckled at him.

“sounds lovely.”

“good because I can't make anything else,” he put two slices in the toaster and took a seat next to you, letting a comfortable silence fall between you. roger knew how uncomfortable you were and hated seeing you in pain but he knew you didn't mind it one bit when the outcome was so lovely.

another wave of pain washed over you and your breathing deepened to laboured sighs, rogers hands gripping yours through a worried look. it was getting worse you thought but really you couldn't be sure and once it was over you were just left with the heavy ache. you dropped rogers hands and opened your eyes again, emptying your lungs in a drawn out sigh.

“what was that?” his voice was laced with concern.

“just my back again” at this point you were a little worried too but at the moment you could handle it.

the toaster popped and you stood up, with a lot of effort.

“ill get it love, don't worry” he pulled his eyes away from you with a lot of effort and pushed his chair back.

“hold that thought Rog,” you looked down and no no surprise you couldn't see past your stomach but you knew what was happening.

roger turned on his heel and stared blankly at you, his eyes raking up and down your body until they stopped on your legs, “I think my waters just broke”

his eyes shot wide and he darted into into the nursery, fumbling around for the hospital bag. you yelled after him but he was in his own world running from room to room trying to get everything he thought you would need as if he was on a race against the clock. he pulled a grey hoodie over his unbrushed hair and ran back out to you, mumbling something about his keys.

“Roger Taylor would you please calm down,” he stopped and looked at you, he tried to say something but it came out as a jumbled ‘what?’”

“love the babies aren't going to come in five minutes, you don't need to go mad” you chuckled.

“b-but your... don't we need to go?” he looked like a worried child who didn't know what was going on.

“yes rog we do need to go but theres no need for such a hurry” you took the keys from the side and took the bag from rogers hands to double check it had everything. you started listing off items in your head while roger looked on, still not sure the situation wasn't dire.

another, what could now be identified as a contraction, ripped through you and halted your movements. both your hand shot to your belly and a string of curses fell trough your lips, “bloody buggering hell that hurts”

roger was right by you, keys and bag in hand trying to comfort you. you gave him a thankful smile and cocked your head towards the door, leading the way out. once in the car roger sped off, definitely breaking the speed limit despite your protests. he kept racing down the streets until a siren started to follow the car.

“fuck, no no we don't have the time for this” he pulled the car over and beat his fists on the wheel.

“roger I told you to slow down! I don't know what you expected,” you were slightly annoyed and just hoped roger would play nice with the police officer.

“sir do you know how fast you were going back there?” the office looked down into the car and you tried to muster a little smile.

“n-no officer look my wife is in labour,” your eyes shot open, did he just say wife? “we really need to get to the hospital”

“right okay, go on then just slow down. congratulations” he looked like he didn't know what to say but wandered off nonetheless. roger started the car back up and ripped off at the same pace as before.

“roger what was that!?” you were stunned and confused.

“what was what love?”

“roger you called me your wife” he didn't look at you when he next spoke, keeping his eyes on the roads.

“yeah well I was actually going to say something about that, um, look in the glovebox” you clicked the hatch open and rumadged with its contents.

“what am I looking for?” he leant over and pulled something out with one hand.

you couldn't see what it was and you didn't think you'd ever been more confused. his hand flicked with whatever it was and he jerked the car into a lay-by. he held out the object towards you and raised a brow in your direction.

“I did have a speech but we’re a bit pressed for time,” he chuckled and look deep into your eyes, almost searching for something, “what do you say love? fancy marrying me?”

you'd have pinched yourself to make sure this was real but at that moment a contraction ripped through you and left you unable to speak. however you nodded through the pain, hot tears in your eyes.

“of course ill marry you” your voice was weak with the ebb of pain but the smile in your eyes was brighter than roger had ever seen.

he sighed a laugh and pulled your hand over to his, pushing the band of the ring down your finger and kissing where the diamond now sat. taking your into his arms as best he could he kissed you. one day you would have to write a book about the way he kissed you and the way that fireworks seemed to go of all around. the way he held you and the way his eyes never left yours.

“I love you y/n” he pulled back and placed a hand on your cheek.

“I love you too roger but please for the love of god get me to a hospital, id rather not have these babies in a car.” as happy as you were you could feel the contractions coming on faster and harder.

he nodded and gunned the car into action, a wild smile gracing his pretty, pink lips. you couldn't help but admire him, his golden hair falling shaggy around his shoulders and his piercing blue eyes focused so steadily on the road. he looked happier than ever before and knowing you caused this brought a warmth to your body. oh what love does a person.

when you arrived at the hospital they put you in a wheelchair and pushed you to the maternity ward. the hospital was quiet from the private room they put you in and roger had finally stopped panicking, the ecstasy of love running through his veins.

the pain was excruciating and you were begging for it to stop, it hurt roger more than he could say to see you like this. you were screaming through the contractions and your body was weak from weeks of little sleep. but he was proud of you, oh so very proud, the pain was ruining you but between each wave you look to him and smile or mutter something he couldn't hear.

in five hours you were ready to push, the pain so bad you couldn't think and you felt so weak that you didn't think you could do it. but rogers hand never left yours and when you heard a scream from the first baby the pain ceased to matter. baby number two came about two minutes later and both of them were placed on your chest after being cleaned up.

you cried and so did roger, he joined you on the tiny hospital bed and lifted one of the babies into his arms. holding its tiny hand and gazing deep into its eyes, he kissed its forehead and held it like it would break.

“which one is this love?”he looked at you and the two of you laughed, foreheads pressed together and tears running freely.

“thats our little Juliette.” he grinned and waved his fingers upfront of her precious eyes and watched her wriggle about. roger was in love.

when his gaze drifted to you he found you looking down at the tiny baby boy in your arms with a muddled frown. he looked at the child and saw what you meant with your look, there was a little tuft of curly blonde hair on the top of his head and his eyes where an exact mix of yours and rogers and his mouth had a smile on it.

“y/n are you thinking what I'm thinking?” roger was looking at you now and watching you nod.

“god roger the kids not an Oliver,” you glanced back at the baby and laughed, “he's a freddie.”

“how does that miraculously talented bastard always get his way” you laughed with him and cooed at the babies, feeling more love in that room that you ever would have thought possible.

you nursed the babies into soft slumber and after a while of watching them you too dozed off. when you were out roger went and made some phone calls, everyone had given a congratulations and a promise of a visit later on. all except Freddie who squealed down the line and said he would come down as soon as he could ‘whether or or not the hospital lets me in in darling’”

roger returned to the room and took a seat by your bed. he felt numb, numb with the emotions that were coursing through him. he was completely overcome with love and he was a bit overwhelmed. so when baby girl Juliette started fussing he didn't mind her crying, he just started to rock her gently in his arms. she looked so much like you, her eyes and nose where the spitting image of yours but the most striking thing was the way she sounded. when she stopped crying she mumbled away in his arms with a voice that mirrored yours perfectly. he smiled at her and felt a hot tear role down his cheek.

Freddie arrived on his own about two hours later with an armful of gifts and a shining grin, he waltzed through the reception and knocked on every door in the maternity ward until he found you. you had woken up and showered while rog fawned over the babies and by the time Freddie arrived you were sat on the old sofa by the hospital window with roger.

“darlings am I in the right room?” Freddie poked his head round the door and smiled in relief, “you wouldn't believe how many rooms I've been into to find yours”

“Fred why didn't you ask where we were?” roger asked, holding Juliette close to his chest.

“because its not visiting hours, they'd throw me out if they knew I was here,” you laughed and he dropped all his gifts on the bed, “right I want to meet my niece and nephew.”

you ushered him over and had him sit next to you, “that’s baby Juliette.” you nodded over to the baby in rogers arms and saw as Freddie cooed at her, giggling when she squirmed.

you then held baby boy out to him and placed him in Fred’s arms. “ ...and that is Freddie”

his whole face lit up, eyes glossing over. “a-are you serious, you named him after me?”

“’course we did, you told us to” he laughed, tears threatening to spill, “and theres no one we would rather our child share a name with than you.”

“god you really do know how to make a man cry don't you?” he laughed and wiped his tears with the hand that wasn't holding the tiny baby, “I am going to spoil this little prince rotten”

for the rest of the afternoon Freddie never let go of his ‘little prince’, he gave the babies his presents which were mostly baby grows and stuffed animals and doted on the twins like he'd never see them again. the man was a miracle, while he and rog looked after the babies you got in about three hours of sleep before everyone else arrived.

“what do you think they're called?”

“would you please stop shouting”

“i’m not shouting I'm just exited”

the voices in the corridor were easily identified as your friends, they burst into the room with all the grace of a stampeding elephant. when they noticed the silence they all froze and just looked on at Freddie and Freddie and rog with his darling Juliette.

“hel-” you were quickly cut off by Mary engulfing you in her arms.

“i’m so proud of you y/n!” she pinched your cheek and pulled away with a clap of her hands, “right introduce us”

you laughed and roger came over to you handing over Juliette and taking the ‘little prince’ from freddie’s arms.

“well my beautiful fiancee an-” roger tried to speak but Mary once again piped up before he could finish.

“fiancee! you're getting married?”

“yes now shut up I wasn’t finished.” he held the baby boy in his arms out towards everyone, “this is Freddie jack Taylor”

“...and this is Juliette Mary Taylor”

Mary pointed to herself and gave you a speechless, questioning look.

“yes after you silly. who else?” she squealed and gave you another tight hug, careful of the fragile human in you grasp.

“why jack?” brian asked, flittering his long fingers in front of baby freddie’s face.

“jack Kerouac, rog was reading him when I first met him. its the reason we’re friends” you smiled over at him and he gazed back at you with those beautiful blue eyes.

in that moment roger Taylor was happy, and not just joyous. he was utterly and truly, incandescently happy. you could have told him the world was ending and he wouldn't have batted and eyelash, because he had you.

#roger taylor #roger taylor smut #roger taylor series #roger taylor fanfic #roger taylor x y/n #roger taylor x reader #queen band #queen fanfiction #brian may #john deacon

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f1-stuff · 1 year ago

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Thank you for the tag @ayceeofspades !! ❤️ (I’m diligently working on several WIPs, but they just seem to be getting longer with no clear end in sight 😅 so I haven't been able to really post much lately. Anyway, it's nice to share something I've been working on.)

Share a snippet of a current WIP!

This is from a charlos 'White Lotus' inspired fic I've been writing. If I ever post it, there is a theme of cheating/infidelity, altho this snippet doesn't really feature that. But the context is that Carlos is married and Charles is engaged, so if that bothers anyone, you have been warned! (If you've seen season 2 of the show, you might recognize these scenes 😂)

They don’t speak as they walk, perhaps because of the firm ‘don’t talk to me’ vibes that Charles is putting off. He doesn’t mean to, but he also can’t really control it if that’s how he’s feeling.

He leads Carlos into his room, striding over to his bag which he hasn’t yet unpacked, and rifling through it until he finds a pair of trunks.

“You’re a bit messy,” Carlos says, a teasing edge to his voice. Charles doesn’t grace that with a response.

“You can borrow these,” he says, thrusting the trunks at Carlos.

“Thank you-”

“No problem. I’m just gonna...” He makes his way to the bathroom, thinking Carlos will go change in his own room through the adjoining door.

What he doesn’t expect is to be washing his hands and to look up at his reflection, only to see Carlos still in the room behind him, in full view of the mirror, stripping completely naked.

Charles quickly averts his eyes, nearly swallowing his tongue at the eyeful of Carlos’ bare ass he’d just gotten. The faucet is still running in the sink, but Charles doesn’t turn it off, his eyes watching the water flow out with intense focus, until he can be sure Carlos is clothed. When he chances another look in the mirror, Carlos is indeed blessedly dressed. He meets Charles’ eyes in the reflection.

“See you in a few minutes?” he says, casual as anything.

Then, he strides out of the hotel room, leaving Charles in the bathroom, faucet still running and completely at a loss for what just happened.

...

He’s floating on his back in the water, having swam a fair distance from shore, eyes toward the sky and soaking in the sun and the salty smell of the sea, relieved to have a moment alone, when he feels something grab his ankle and startles, his eyes flying open as he flails out his limbs and releases an undignified yelp.

His ankle is freed as someone breaks the surface beside him, and Charles feels his hackles rising against his will. Carlos smooths dark, wet hair back from his face, smirking at Charles. There’s a bit of eyebrow hair that’s been nudged out of place by his hands, and Charles twitches with the urge to smooth it down with his thumb. Although, he finds himself annoyed at how good Carlos looks despite it, water beading along his face and dripping from the tip of his nose and chin.

“Scared you,” the other man says, rather redundantly.

“Yes,” Charles says, his tone clipped.

They float in silence for a moment, the only sounds the movement of water as they tread and the faint voices drifting over from the beach. Charles can feel Carlos’ gaze on him, but he pretends not to notice, his heart beating a loud, steady rhythm in his chest.

“I think you don’t like me,” Carlos says, suddenly. And Charles startles a bit.

“What-?”

“I feel like we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot, or...” He purses his lips, searching for words, but Charles cuts him off.

“I like you,” he insists, then amends, “I like you both fine.”

‘Both.’ You and your wife.

Carlos raises a brow skeptically, sinking into the water until his mouth and nose dip below the surface, leaving only his eyes, framed by thick lashes, peering at Charles.

His eyes are enormous, Charles thinks, along with, He knows I am lying.

Juliette will kill him for being so obviously rude as to warrant this conversation. Carlos interrupts his thoughts.

“That’s good, then. Because I like you, too.”

He smiles at Charles and it’s disconcerting somehow, perhaps because a complicated mix of emotions swirls in Charles’ gut in response, in which he can clearly distinguish familiar annoyance and disdain, but also satisfaction. Why he would need or want approval from his fiancée’s university roommate’s husband is beyond him.

“Well, that’s...nice,” he says, swallowing uncomfortably.

Carlos’ grin widens. ...

“I’m telling you, it was weird,” Charles says, as he and Juliette get dressed for dinner. He’s just finished telling her about Carlos’ little naked performance in their room earlier that day. “It was like...” Like he wanted me to see, Charles doesn’t say. That might be going a little far.

“You are both men,” she says, shrugging. “Don’t all you guys see each other’s junk all the time.” She laughs, shaking her head. “I doubt he was trying to make you uncomfortable. He probably just didn’t think you would care.”

Charles sighs, realizing that no matter how he describes it, it won’t come across right. And anyway, maybe Juliette’s right - maybe he read the whole thing wrong.

“I don’t know,” is all he says.

“Well, come on,” she says, tugging him toward the door. “Or we’ll be late.” ...

Ignore this if you've done it already, but I'll tag @desomniis @f1amboyant @c2-eh aaanddd @penaltyboxboxbox ! If y'all have any WIPs SHARE THEM!! 😝❤️

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ronninoir · 5 years ago

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Can I Steal You for a Second? CH19

Summary: Adrien is forced to participate in a new dating show, but becomes more excited when Ladybug says she’ll participate as her civilian self.

AKA: AU where Adrien doesn’t know Marinette, the superheroes are 22 and Gabriel is mean and ruthless but not Hawkmoth.

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Chapter 19

To say Lila was intolerable when she came back late that night was an understatement. She gushed about how amazing Adrien was and how gentlemanly he was and she even admitted that they got a “little carried away” in their make-out session and “accidentally” made it to second base. Marinette didn’t believe a word of it.

The next morning was a little awkward. Marinette had woken up to see Juliette and Hanna off and then went to eat breakfast. As she was eating, Lila came down the stairs into the kitchen.

“What are you doing here?” she sneered as she grabbed a piece of bread and began to nibble on it. Lila was clearly not expecting cameras this morning because her face was completely clean of make-up, and her brown hair hung limply around her head in an unflattering way.

“I’m not going on the date,” Marinette said, trying to keep any malice out of her voice.

“Why not? Decided to give up trying to fight me for Adrien?”

Marinette rolled her eyes and responded calmly, “No, I plan to fight for him tomorrow on my one-on-one.”

Lila dropped the bread she was holding.

She violently turned towards where Marinette was sitting and braced her hands on the counter in a way that she probably thought was menacing. “Your what?”

Marinette bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from smiling. She had purposefully not told Lila that she had the one-on-one today and it seemed as though no one else thought to mention it as well. Either that, or Lila never asked. The sheer dumbfounded look on Lila’s face made it totally worth it.

“My one-on-one. I think it has something to do with water, based on the date card. Didn’t yours only involve a round of golf?”

Lila was positively fuming. Although she gushed about the nighttime portion of her date, she reluctantly said that she and Adrien had spent the whole day playing golf, which didn’t lead to a lot of touching or kissing and therefore didn’t make a good enough story to gush about.

“Well whatever it is, I’m sure it’s just a pity date. He’ll probably send you home afterwards and the producers will have to come and pick up your bags.” Lila flicked her un-styled hair behind her, as if it made her look more glamorous. “After you’re gone, there will be no one to stop me from winning.”

The phrasing Lila used was infuriating. “Whatever you say,” was all Marinette could mumble before she ran upstairs to hang out in her room.

She didn’t run into Lila again for the rest of the day, even when she ventured downstairs to play video games by herself. The house felt completely empty and it made her skin crawl. Once everyone came home, Lucie in possession of the group date rose, Marinette allowed about half of the girls to drag Marinette to her room to help her pick out outfits for the next day. Once the perfect dress, swimsuit (one of the producers had let slip to Marinette that she would need to pack one) and daytime outfit was picked, everyone except Hanna and Juliette rushed off to bed, chatting excitedly.

“Are you nervous?” Juliette asked as she gathered up Marinette’s shoes. The two girls were helping her pack their bags, a tradition they had started the night before Hanna’s one-on-one all those weeks ago. It helped make the possibility of going home seem smaller with them there to help her pack.

“Not really. I’m honestly just so excited to have him all to myself.” Both girls nodded in agreement, a look of understanding on their faces that felt like a punch to the stomach. Sometimes it was so easy to forget that they were all dating the same guy. And other times, it was hard to ignore that they were all fighting for the same prize.

Marinette barely slept that night, fretting over all of the possible things that could go wrong or how she was going to trip and embarrass herself in front of Adrien and the cameras. Morning came quicker than she expected and before she knew it, she was being poked awake by Tikki and was numbly dressing into the outfit that had been picked out for her by the girls the night before.

After dragging her suitcase downstairs and leaving it in the main hall, she gave Hanna and Juliette a quick hug before rushing out of the door, an apple for breakfast in hand.

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Marinette was 15 minutes into the drive before she finally got up the nerve to say something.

“Where are we going?” Marinette asked the driver tentatively. She was fully prepared for him not to answer, but she was also aware of the fact that there was no way she was still in Paris.

“You’ve got a special treat today,” the driver answered with a smile. “The producers swung to get you and Adrien out of town for the day.” He gave Marinette a genuine smile, which she returned quickly, before sitting back in her seat. The black SUV with tinted windows was more comfortable than the vans they transported a group of girls in, but it was too quiet for Marinette’s preference. At least she was able to talk with Tikki quietly without any of the girls giving her odd looks.

“Tikki, if I’m leaving Paris...”

“You can’t be there in case an akuma attacks.” Tikki finished, knowing what Marinette was worrying about.

“What should I do?”

“Well it’s not good for both you and Adrien to be out of town. I’m not going to ask you to not go on the date, that would be too suspicious. Plagg may not think to do this, but the safest thing would be for me to go to Master Fu’s in case anything happened. If there’s an akuma, we can’t have Ladybug too far away. Too many people could get hurt.”

Marinette nodded, knowing Tikki was right, but the idea of letting Tikki leave her side still hurt. “Do you need the earrings?”

Marinette made to take them off, but Tikki stopped her. “Don’t worry. I can work without them.” Tikki took a risk and flew up to touch Marinette on the cheek. “Have fun, and I want to know everything that happens when you get back, okay?”

Marinette nodded, not risking speaking in case she started to cry. She hadn’t been this far apart from Tikki in almost 7 years, and the thought of her leaving was almost too much. She cupped Tikki to her cheek and watched her as she phased through the window and out of the car.

For the first time in 7 years, Marinette was utterly and completely alone.

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Marinette jerked awake when the car came to a stop. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but the last 20 minutes of the drive was quiet and the slow hum of the car lulled her to the sleep she couldn’t find last night.

When she looked out the window, she noticed that she was no longer in Paris. She passed a sign that said, “Jablines” but wasn’t sure where that was. There weren’t many buildings around and the road wasn’t as crowded as it normally was in Paris. Marinette had a feeling this was considered a small town and, from what she could see from the window, thought the place had some charm to it.

She still didn’t understand the purpose of this trip until the car stopped in front of what could only be described as a beach. Marinette climbed out of the car and felt her jaw drop. It was perfect. It was sunny, the sand looked inviting, and the water was the perfect shade of blue, not too clear but not as mucky as the Seine.

Marinette waited for instructions, but none came. As she squinted a little closer, she noticed that there was only one person on the beach, and she had a feeling that it was going to be a certain someone with messy blond hair and heart-stopping green eyes.

Marinette realized she was running only once her feet hit the sand and she had trouble keeping her balance. She had never truly been on a beach before, neither of her parents preferring it nor wanting to leave the bakery to go to one, and Marinette was overwhelmed by the feeling of sand between her toes and the call of the water coming constantly closer to the edge.

Once her eyes locked on the figure ahead, she forgot about the beauty of the beach. This was why she was here, this is what made dealing with Lila and putting up with all of the drama worth it. Adrien lit up when he made eye contact with her and she felt the smile she was wearing grow bigger. She ran towards him and launched herself into his arms, knowing without a doubt that he would catch her. As soon as they touched, they were kissing and Marinette was content at letting this moment last forever.

“Hi” Adrien said once they broke apart, his smile shining brighter than the sun. “I’m so excited to see you today.”

Marinette felt at home in Adrien’s arms. The way he casually held her right now just content looking at her made her melt and she was worried she would turn into a puddle and flow right into the ocean. When she was standing with her Chaton, even though he didn’t know it was her, it made her realize that she would never be alone, even if Tikki wasn’t there.

“I’m so happy to see you Adrien.” She said, her smile growing just a little bigger. He picked her up slightly, and she wrapped her legs around his hips to steady herself as his lips found hers once again. Barely a minute into their date and they already were having trouble staying focused. They were allowed to kiss for about a minute more before a producer cleared his throat and gave Adrien a pointed look.

“Anyway,” he started, a slight blush covering his cheeks. Marinette could feel hers burn as well and knew that they both must look ridiculous. “you’re probably wondering why I brought you all the way out here.” Marinette nodded, not wanting to break up his speech. “Well, I never get to go to the beach just for fun, there’s always some sort of photoshoot happening, and since you always offer to make my life a little more normal every time you’re around, I felt as though it would be appropriate to have a casual day at the beach with you.”

Marinette’s hand automatically covered her heart as she felt her heartbeat quicken. He was perfect. Absolutely perfect. He wanted to experience this with her, and make this the memory he thought of when he remembered his one casual day at the beach. Marinette felt herself blush once again as she spoke up, trying to be heard over the waves, “You know, I’ve never actually been to a beach before.” Adrien’s eyes widened in shock and Marinette felt as though she had to explain. “My parents don’t like to leave the bakery for too long, and so we’ve just never taken a trip. I don’t get out of Paris much...” she trailed off, her thoughts going to Tikki. A sudden sliver of fear ran through her heart. What if there was an akuma right now and both Ladybug and Chat Noir are having a casual day at the beach making out. She physically shook her head, trying to clear away the negative. Tikki’s got this covered and there is no reason to worry.

When Marinette snapped back to her senses, and the beautiful boy standing in front of her, she realized that he seemed to be beaming even more now than before.

“Well then, Marinette, let me help you become an expert beach-goer.”

And he did just that.

After a brief amount of time where Marinette was allowed to change into her swimsuit underneath her clothes, the duo did everything imaginable at the beach. It turns out that the crew rented out the whole beach for the day, so it was only going to be the two of them. They built sand castles and Marinette laughed as Adrien’s was swept away by the ocean before he finished, but Marinette’s remained untouched. They buried a producer in the sand and even were able to find some kites and fly those around. Eventually, Marinette worked up the nerve to push Adrien into the water. Everything changed after that.

Their clothes were shed and only their swimsuits remained. They were running and splashing each other and Marinette was worried she wouldn’t have enough air in her lungs to breath with all the laughing she was doing.

Eventually they were pulled out of the water, dried off, and mic’d, and forced to sit down and chat about their relationship while eating, and yet trying not to eat a beachside picnic.

“Marinette, this has been the most fun I’ve had on a date so far,” Adrien said, gazing at Marinette in a way that made her blush. That was a pretty high compliment from someone who has been speed dating 30 girls in the past 5 weeks.

“It has been really fun. But I think my favorite was kicking your butt at Ultimate Mecha Strike.” Adrien burst out laughing and Marinette couldn’t help but join.

“That was a lot of fun, but I still think I could beat you in a different setting.” Marinette snorted, and Adrien had the gall to look offended. “What? You don’t think I could take you on?”

“I think you could try really really hard,” Adrien was laughing again and slightly tackled Marinette, who was laughing again too. She was suddenly aware of the way it felt to have Adrien on top of her, the way his skin, not covered in a leather suit, felt touching hers, also not covered in leather. The way that he didn’t seem to bear any weight on her. Up close, his eyes were even prettier. Marinette knew that if she had the time, she could stare into those eyes and never get bored. And those eyes seemed to be staring back at her. He gently leaned down farther, until their lips were almost touching. They were sharing the breath, and Marinette could feel his lips on hers.

“You know I really really like you,” Adrien whispered. Marinette didn’t answer, as her body was screaming to kiss him again. “Marinette, I want to take you to the end. I really think you could be it for me.” Marinette’s breath caught and she looked deeper into those eyes searching for the hesitation he must have, not knowing that she was Ladybug.

“I think you could be it for me too, Adrien.” Marinette whispered back. Instead of responding, he closed the small gap between them and kissed her once more. This one got a little steamier, especially with them lying down on the beach, which had always seemed so romantic. The thing that broke the moment was a pain in her back as the pair shifted slightly, jamming Marinette’s mic pack into her spine.

She broke them apart and smiled at him. They sat up remembering that there were not only people watching, but recording their every move and word. Adrien seemed to understand Marinette’s sudden discomfort and asked one of the producers to take their mics off so they could get back into the water.

They traveled far enough into the water that it went up to about Marinette’s waist, Adrien’s upper thighs. They could stand, but it was too far for the cameras to pick up any sound unless they shouted. It was as much privacy as they would get.

“Marinette, I have to tell you something,” Adrien said, pulling her close and turning her so that the cameras couldn’t see either of them very well. They were just far enough in the water that the waves didn’t jostle the couple too much, so it wasn’t difficult to stand in one place and fully focus on Adrien.

“Marinette, I—I—I love you.” She was almost too shocked to say anything back.

“You do?” was all she could say. He didn’t know that she was Ladybug, didn’t know that she knew exactly who he was. And yet.

“Yes, of course I love you. You are the only one that has even come close to capturing my heart on this whole journey and I knew that I needed to tell you today, in a way that not everyone could hear just yet. This was something I wanted to do privately first.

Marinette was so stunned, she got knocked over by a wave.

In hindsight, she should have seen it coming. She was freaking Ladybug for goodness sakes and she could have held her ground or at least her balance. Instead, she was so busy staring at Adrien. This boy, who just confessed that he loved her, even though he only knew half of her. Even though he also wanted to pursue whoever Ladybug is. This boy, who unknowingly had the opportunity to get to know both sides of her and still choose Marinette over Ladybug. She was so overwhelmed with love and emotion that, yes, she got knocked over by a wave.

Adrien’s reflexes were quick though and he grabbed her and held her steady, waving off the crew that was rushing to come save her. After coughing a little bit, she stood up straight and faced the man she loved, and who loved her in return, with a hesitant smile.

He matched her smile with one of his signature Chat Noir ones, and Marinette knew that a pun was coming. “Water you doing getting caught in that wave? Weren’t you paying atten-sea-on?” Adrien looked so proud of himself for those two lines, but Marinette, still slightly caught off guard by the love announcement and the wave-attack and therefore not thinking straight, groaned and rolled her eyes.

Adrien physically took a step back, letting his hands drop to his side. He looked hurt, and yet... pensive. “You don’t like my puns?”

Marinette just looked sheepishly at the ground.

Marinette watched as the gears seemed to turn in his head. She could only imagine what he was thinking, but after a minute, his face turned all serious and he looked her right in the eye as he asked her, more like told her, “You’re Ladybug, aren’t you?”

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yet-another-greek-myth-gay · 5 years ago

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Since I am currently very deeply invested in Hogwarts Mystery, I’ve been spending an inordinate amount of time developing my version of Jacob’s Sibling in my mind. I’m kind of proud of the character I created, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to put her out there in the character universe of Hogwarts Mystery OCs.

Now, full disclosure, I’m not an artist. I don’t have any beautiful drawings attached to give you an idea of what I’m visualizing (at least, not any I drew). More or less, this is just going to be a bunch of word vomit about the character I’m crafted, and I’ll probably go back and edit it a bunch of times as I think of more details. If it isn’t too much trouble, I’d love to hear people’s opinions of her! Thank you to anyone who reads, and I hope you like her as much as I do!

BE WARNED THAT THIS CHARACTER SHEET CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR HOGWARTS MYSTERY.

FULL NAME: Helena Winifred Bancroft.

NICKNAME: Most people call her Nellie; only her mum calls her Helena. She also occasionally gets Nel, and Jacob used to call her Pip, short for Pipsqueak. Her and Rowan also had unique nicknames for each other, with Nellie calling Rowan “smart girl” and Rowan calling Nellie “sweet girl.”

DATE OF BIRTH: March 11th. She’s a Pisces.

BLOOD STATUS: Half-blood.

FAMILY: Nellie’s family consists of her mothers, a pureblooded Auror named Juliette and a muggle school teacher named Carolyn, and her half-brother Jacob. (Juliette is mum, Carolyn is mama.) Both her and Jacob’s respective fathers were muggle men that Juliette was involved with in the past, and neither are involved in their lives. The Bancroft bloodline is matrilineal, and while not necessarily famous, prides itself on producing particularly powerful witches.

BACKGROUND: She grew up in a small coastal community, where she was an avid swimmer, frequent visitor of the beach, and overall just a total water baby. Her family was comfortable financially, but chose to live fairly humbly, and Nellie was content with that. While she occasionally played with the local muggle children, most of Nellie’s time was spent either following Jacob around like a little shadow or playing with the fairies that lived in her mama’s garden. (She spent all her time telling them how pretty they were, so they tolerated her.) Unsurprisingly, she was a bit of a loner.

HOUSE: A proud Hufflepuff, just like Jacob.

DREAM: First and foremost, to find Jacob. However, in the long term, she’d really like to own a Hippogriff sanctuary and work as a breeder (with entirely moral methods, don’t worry). They’re by far her favorite creature, and she wants to spend the rest of her life working with them.

DEEPEST SECRET: That she wonders all the time if Jacob is worth saving. Growing up, he was her best friend and her hero, and there was no one she loved more. But watching how he changed in the last year or two prior to his disappearance, and hearing some of the stories at school, she honestly wonders if the loving brother she remembers exists anymore. And if he doesn’t, is the boy he left behind someone she wants to bring back?

She’s also been hiding a growing resentment toward her mum. While Jacob’s disappearance took a toll on them all, she sometimes feels like her mum’s put so much of her emotional energy into missing Jacob that she doesn’t have enough left to love her anymore, and she secretly hates her mum nudging her to find Jacob, even if it’s at the cost of her own happiness and safety.

...sometimes she wishes it had been Ben.

MOST TREASURED OBJECT: For years, it was her seashell locket, a gift she’d gotten from Jacob for her sixth birthday, with the little sculpture Barnaby made her for their Valentines Day date coming in at a close second. Now, it’s a spare pair of Rowan’s glasses, which Nellie had kept on hand since their first year, given how often Rowan misplaced hers.

WAND: Nellie’s first wand is ten and a half inches long, made of pear wood with a unicorn hair core. Her second, which she purchases in her fifth year, is eleven and a quarter inches, with an alder wood base and a phoenix feather core. Lastly, her third, which she gets after she graduates and keeps for the rest of her life, is ten and two thirds inches long, built from beech wood, and possesses a unicorn hair core.

PATRONUS: An African Bush Elephant.

ANIMAGUS: A Kooikerhondje dog.

BOGGART: Jacob’s corpse, shambling towards her like a zombie, sobbing about how she failed to save him.

BEST MEMORY: Jacob trying to teach her spells when he came home for his first break in his first year of Hogwarts. She would’ve only been five—they’re six years apart—so it’s a faint memory and she couldn’t do any of them anyway, but it was still happy enough to stick with her.

WORST MEMORY: The year Jacob disappeared, their mum mandated that he come home for breaks. (He’d been staying at school the past few years, but with everything that was happening, their mothers wanted to keep an eye on him.) He was on edge the entire time, bitter and aloof, and when Nellie tentatively tried to get him to play, he exploded at her about wasting his time. In that moment, his face twisted and red with rage, his tall, lanky body looming over her, Nellie didn’t recognize her brother at all, and that scared her more than anything. For the longest time, that was her worst memory.

Now, her worst memory is being in that forest grove, staring down at Rowan’s unmoving body, her gaping mouth and empty eyes. Even decades later, Nellie has dreams about it. Certainly, no memory will ever be worse than that one.

QUIDDITCH: After being trained by Skye, Nellie played as a Chaser for two seasons and a Beater for one, before retiring to a reserve chaser. There just wasn’t enough time, and she didn’t really have the competitive spirit for it. However, she remained friends with Skye, Orion, McNully, and Erika, and still enjoyed training with them to keep her skills sharp.

GREATEST STRENGTHS: Nellie is an overwhelmingly compassionate person. Her mama likes to joke that Nellie could spend all day waiting for a scoop of her favorite ice cream, and she’d still offer it to the first gloomy person she saw on the street. (Basically, if there’s a little pink heart next to a choice, that’s the one she’s making. Empathy is definitely her highest stat.) She never fails to go out of her way to help people, even if it’s to her own detriment. She just has a very warm energy, which makes it easy for people to feel safe confiding in and depending on her.

GREATEST WEAKNESS: Unfortunately, Nellie’s compassion is a bit of a double edged sword, and she can be guilty of stretching herself too far trying to please everyone and, subsequently, letting herself fall to the wayside. She’s also embarrassingly naive (a negative consequence to her desperate belief in the inherent goodness of people), and has a tendency to get a little too emotionally invested in things. She also stakes a lot of her personal value in her ability to keep others happy—if she isn’t capable of keeping those she loves safe and content, she feels she has no value at all.

APPEARANCE: In short, Nellie is about as far from intimidating as any one person can get. She never surpasses five feet tall, nor does she develop past her scrawny adolescent physique. Her face is round, with a little button nose and big ocean blue eyes. She’s covered from head to toe in freckles, and has a slight case of buck teeth with a tiny tooth gap, though nothing she considered worth getting braces over. She also has a scar on her thumb from the time her mum tried to teach her how to whittle. It didn’t go well.

However, her most defining physical characteristic is her hair. Curly and sandy blonde, she grew it long for the first fifteen years of her life, only cutting off the occasional inch to keep it healthy. It was very carefully maintained, because although Nellie doesn’t consider herself a vain girl, she loved her hair, which grew to reach her thighs at its longest. It was the only feature of hers she considered genuinely and objectively beautiful, and she prided herself on it. In the summer after her fifth year of Hogwarts, she chopped all that treasured hair off into a bob, her only reasoning being that it was more practical. It certainly had nothing to do with the fact that Rakepick had grabbed her by her exceptionally long braid when she’d tried to run to Merula’s aid in the Buried Vault.

STYLE: Nellie dresses exactly how you’d expect a stereotypical Hufflepuff to dress. She favors bright, pleasant colors, likes embroidery and floral print, and values comfort over anything. Her current favorite outfits both involve overalls, with one consisting of denim overalls with embroidered butterflies on the chest pocket and a white t-shirt, and the other being a pair of faded overalls that she personally painted with flowers, despite being an absolutely terrible artist, and a yellow turtleneck. She pretty much always wears a pair of light weight, embroidered boots, and is never seen without her seashell locket.

VOICE: I picture her sounding similar to AnnaPantsu. There’s a reason she was able to make the choir, after all! (Even if she ultimately surrendered her spot to Merula.)

BEST SUBJECT: Unsurprisingly, Care for Magical Creatures. Her kind nature and respect for all magical beings makes her a bit of a natural. She’s also proven herself to have a knack for Divination. She’s no Seer, but she’s pretty good at deciphering omens and swears that she does sometimes see visions in crystal balls. She’s also decent at Transfiguration.

WORST SUBJECT: Anyone would suck at Potions if Snape spent the entire class glowering at them the way he does at Nellie! It’s awfully hard to focus when your professor is breathing down your neck, staring dismissively into your cauldron like you’ve already made a mistake. She also just has a really poor memory, so any class that requires her to follow a sequence of meticulous steps is going to be one she struggles with. She also has difficulty in History of Magic for a similar reason—all of those dates and names just go in one ear and out the other.

BEST FRIEND(s): Rowan. Nellie loves every member of her eclectic group of friends dearly, but Rowan was her first friend, and will always, always be her dearest. For whatever reason, they just clicked perfectly, and completely got each other. Her death changed Nellie irreversibly. For at least a year after Rowan’s death, Nellie wore the spare pair of glasses she’d kept for her everywhere. Even once she stopped, they were almost always in her bag. Nellie was eventually able to manage again, but she never really moved on.

The runner up was undoubtedly Bill. He completely adopted her as (yet another) younger sibling, and they never quite lose that closeness, even when Jacob comes back into the picture. After all, Jacob can’t replicate the experiences Nellie had with Bill. While he was doing his part to protect Nellie as best he could, and that’s admirable, it wasn’t him that was by Nellie’s side throughout every trial she faced at Hogwarts. It was Bill, and Jacob would never be able to imitate the connection that gave Bill and Nellie.

In the wake of Rowan’s death, Nellie also develops a surprisingly close friendship with Erika Rath. They’d already been developing a friendship, but Rowan’s passing was the catalyst for them growing closer. During one of her training sessions with Erika (which Erika had told her she could sit out of, given the circumstances, but Nellie insisted), Rowan’s glasses fell off, and cracked. The damage was minor and entirely fixable, but Nellie had a complete breakdown, allowing herself to cry for the first time since Rowan had died. And Erika sat there with her, holding her tight, the entire time. While the rest of her friends were tiptoeing around her, not sure what she needed and scared of saying the wrong thing, uncomfortable in the face of such overwhelming grief, Erika took everything Nellie threw at her in stride. The fits where all Nellie could do was scream and cry, the anger that had her beating her fists against the ground and snarling threats brutal enough to make her sick, the guilt that left a hollow pit in her stomach and made her wish it had been her instead. Every ugly thought, every wave of emotion, Erika stuck with Nellie through them all, keeping her grounded her during a time where she felt she could completely drift away. It’s impossible to describe the sort of bond that gives people.

WORST ENEMY: For a while, it was Emily Tyler. With Merula, at least she has qualities that Nellie can respect—her ambition, her bravery, her fierce determination—and they’ve had a few moments where it feels like some genuine bonding has occurred. She may not approve of a lot of Merula’s behavior, but at least she can sort of understand her. But Emily Tyler is just so superficial and mean spirited, and Nellie simply can’t stand her. Now, though, it’s easily Patricia Rakepick.

LOVE INTEREST: Barnaby Lee, though not at first. Nellie housed an absolutely fierce crush on Skye Parkin for a while, but it quickly became apparent that Skye didn’t return her feelings. To Skye, Nellie was like the sister she never had, and Nellie didn’t want to jeopardize that. There was also some sort of tension going on between her and Merula in their fifth year, but nothing ever came of it. After the events that transpired in the Vault, Merula decided Nellie wasn’t worth the trouble. It’s one of her biggest regrets.

Barnaby was actually crushing on Nellie long before she had any romantic feelings for him—ever since that first duel, actually, when she completely whooped his ass while apologizing after every blow. (A scene I actually explored here.) It took a little while, but Nellie eventually fell for Barnaby’s good heart and noble nature. He may not be the brightest bulb in the box, but he never fails to make her feel cared for. He can make her laugh when nobody else can, and although she’d loathe herself if he got hurt for her sake, it honestly feels a little nice to have someone trying to protect and take care of her for once, instead of the other way around. They also both love magical creatures, so a lot of their “dates” just consist of them hanging around the Care for Magical Creatures paddock and feeding whatever they find. Random little fun fact, Nellie’s pet name for Barnaby is just to say “Barnaby dear” as though it’s one word, and it never fails to make Barnaby feel super giddy.

PETS: Whoo boy, Nellie’s pets. First and foremost, there’s Astrid, her Lesser Sooty Owl. A remarkably intelligent bird, Astrid is usually found occupying the rafters above Nellie’s head, watching over her like a worrisome mother. She usually sleeps in Nellie’s dorm, rather than the owlery, and has a habit of picking at knots in Nellie’s hair (and, surprisingly, Rowan’s as well) with her beak as though she’s trying to straighten them out.

While she adores Nellie, Astrid is notably less fond of Klepto, her mischievous Niffler. If Astrid is like Nellie’s mother, Klepto is like an obnoxious toddler, always causing trouble and fussing for her attention. He’s remarkably clingy, enough so that Nellie’s taken to hiding him in the dorm rather than keeping him in the grasslands. (She can’t help it! He throws a fit if he can’t sleep pressed against the soles of her feet!)

Then there’s Flora, a particularly slothful fairy who has taken to riding in the pockets of Nellie’s robes, content to spend the rest of her life being carried around and lavished with compliments and sweets. Her and Astrid have a sort of tenuous truce, since they both have a bit of a fierce streak when it comes to defending Nellie.

There’s also a Hippogriff and a Common Welsh Green on the grounds, both of which Nellie is determined to befriend, but that’s still a bit of a work in progress at the moment.

FUN FACTS:

• Nellie ends up going grey—or white, rather—fairly early. Her hair’s almost entirely white by the time she turns thirty. She’s insecure about it for a while, then decides to just embrace it. It looks elegant, and Merlin help the person who tries to tell her otherwise.

• Given how incredibly physically affectionate Nellie is and how much she adored Rowan, it’s no surprise that she almost always kissed Rowan on the top of the head when saying goodbye. Just like she did in the forest grove, chest tight with anguish but eyes painfully dry.

• Barnaby and Nellie are married by the time they’re twenty. Maybe it’s a result of almost dying young on multiple occasions, but Nellie wasn’t keen on waiting. She didn’t want to take the risk of never getting the opportunity.

• Nellie has always wanted a big family. After how fractured hers became when Jacob disappeared, that desperate desire only increased. Fortunately, Barnaby, with his tiny, miserable family, wanted to create a large, happy one just as badly.

• On that note, they end up having five daughters: Ivy (Ravenclaw), Jade (Ravenclaw), Miri (Hufflepuff), Aurora (Slytherin), and Rowan (Hufflepuff). Many were surprised Nellie waited until her last child to name one after Rowan, but the truth was, she just wasn’t ready. She’d always known she wanted to, but it always felt too soon.

• As a frequent visitor to the Burrow, Nellie grew close with all the Weasleys. She actually babysat Ron and Ginny a far bit after she graduated Hogwarts.

• Bill and Jacob never get along. Though Bill can logically understand that Jacob was trying to protect Nellie, he can never really forgive Jacob for the distress he put Nellie through. And while Jacob understands that Nellie needed support and he wasn’t there to provide it, some part of him resents that Bill stepped into his role as Nellie’s brother.

• Although they were once close as sisters, Nellie and Skye’s friendship definitely changed for the worse in their sixth year. The drama surrounding Nellie getting trained and befriended by Erika all occurred in the month leading up to Rowan’s demise. Having Skye—someone Nellie considered a close friend—be so caught up in her own grudges and jealousy that she called off their friendship in a fit of anger not even a week after Rowan had died, while Erika—a friend she had only just started to make—acted as her rock throughout the whole grieving process, really changed Nellie’s perspective on Skye. To be fair, Skye did eventually apologize, and they picked up the pieces as best they could, but things were never the same.

• While Nellie focused more on the changes her friends went through after the events in the Buried Vault, there’s no denying that she changed as well. She hardly slept her entire sixth year. She cut off all her hair, and she jumped with every loud noise. Her naivety, one of her defining traits, withered, and left only wariness behind. She went from trusting everyone, to trusting no one. Then Rowan’s death came, and she crumbled completely. For a long time after it, she couldn’t function at all.

Thank you to @treebels, for the lovely artwork.

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