#as inspired by lizzie's love of gardening

[ofcrimsonenchantresses]

I think if Wanda wasn't the scarlet witch, she'd be a green witch.

[cj-the-random-artist]

When the game ends, she'll be waiting for you in the garden full of Wither Roses.

Felt like doodling Lizzie after - ahem - Secret Life 6. I don't draw her often, but she's very fun to draw. (Also I gave her a big fancy sword with a rosebush inspired hilt for the purposes of this drawing and cuz I've been giving all my SL designs fancy swords and I can't say I don't enjoy drawing pretty women with big fancy swords every now and again). Also black roses here cuz 1, I love drawing roses, 2, black roses are a symbol of death / mourning in real life and 3, it also kind of fits with minecraft cuz I know you have to die to a wither to drop the wither rose but it makes sense to me ok lol.

Anyways. Have good day. Enjoy this doddle. :D

[spaceshipellie]

ceilings

ellie x masc!reader

summary: you realise you’re in love with your best friend

warnings: none, just fluff

author’s note: inspired by ceilings by lizzy mcalpine and @yazzdoodles love for silver so thank you 🩵🩵🩵

ellie’s knee bumped yours under the warmth of the midday sun as you sat in your friend’s garden. you were engulfed by the smell of lemonade and freshly cut grass whilst your group sat around a snack covered table with some kind of queer indie playlist on in the background. every time ellie’s head went back in laughter or she slapped a hand on her leg at a joke you couldn’t help but look over at her with longing desire and a cheek-aching smile on your face.

she was wearing one of your t-shirts too, which wasn’t unusual. you and your best friend often shared clothes but for some reason this time it felt different. it seemed to cause a fluttering pit in your stomach and goosebumps appeared every time her bare arm brushed against yours.

after another couple of hours had passed you and ellie got up to leave, her car keys jangling on her carabiner. on the ride back to yours you felt a bit giddy and drunk off the feeling of being there with her. you watched her hands as she drove, wanting nothing more than to hold them. the sun, which was lower in the sky now, was glaring in through the window casting her face in a soft orange hue. it made her eyes look so bright and her freckles so soft and kissable you felt like she was hypnotising you. not wanting her to catch you staring, you whipped your head back to look out your own window, noticing how the houses at the beginning of your street were rushing past. it was weirdly saddening to think that you were nearly about to get out the car without her.

“thanks,” you smiled as she pulled up by your house.

“no problem,” she smiled back.

you wanted to think of something else to say to delay her leaving but nothing interesting enough came to mind. as you pushed the car door open an inch you felt her hand on your other one. the small touch was enough to make you feel like your skin was electrified. turning your head to her you saw how she was looking at you. questioning eyes and parted lips.

“wait,” she mumbled, barely above a whisper.

you slowly pulled the door closed and waited for her to do something. with her hand on yours in between the seats she brushed her thumb over your skin. her other hand reached out and gently cupped your face. almost subconsciously you both leaned in and without even thinking, her lips were on yours. she tasted like sweets and lemonade and everything felt perfect.

when you pulled away and opened your eyes you were met with the blurry sight of your bedroom. you blinked a few times and your eyes then focused on your bedside table and it’s messy contents. you grumbled, shoving the duvet away as you sat up, feeling too hot and smothered. what the fuck was that. your fingertips touched your lip, ghosting over a feeling that you now knew wasn’t real. ellie hadn’t kissed you, but shit, you wanted her to.

a sinking feeling mixed with excitement and anxious anticipation came over you. your body was kicking into action without you even telling it to as you raced around your room dragging on whatever clothes were closest. you nearly tripped as you grabbed your phone and house keys, backtracking to quickly spritz on some cologne. you brushed your teeth and splashed your face with water, cursing when some of it dripped onto your top. fuck it. you didn’t have time. you needed to get to her.

you hadn’t even looked at the time so you checked your phone as you ran down the street. 8:21am. you shoved your phone back in your pocket. your feet continued slamming against the concrete. you could feel your chest beginning to tighten with the sudden burst in heart rate but you didn’t care. you needed to tell ellie how you felt.

you practically threw yourself at her door before reaching for your phone to call her, deciding against ringing the bell and waking up anyone else.

a low, mumbly morning voice sounded on the other end. “hello?”

“hi.”

“dude, it’s 8:30 what do you want?”

“i know but i–“ you took a breath, “i needed to tell you something.”

“okay?”

“actually i’m outside.”

“what?”

“yeah, i’m outside.”

“coming. this better be good.”

she hung up. you paced back and forth on her porch, scratching the back of your head, suddenly contemplating if you were crazy or not. you forced the thought back as you heard her open the door. she stood there in loose boxer shorts and a baggy t-shirt, rubbing her eyes.

“everything okay?”

“yeah, um…”

“you had something to tell me?” she prompted following your silence.

“right,” you shuffled on your feet, “i actually don’t know how to say it now that i’m here.”

she chuckled and folded her arms across her chest. “helpful.”

“yeah.” you laughed before biting your lip. your brain was screaming at you. well?!

“ellie, i needed to tell you that… well, i think i… i, um, fuck.”

“you’re freaking me out,” she smiled and poked your leg with her foot. you cleared your throat and nodded.

“okay, don’t hate me. but i like-“ your voice seemed to get stuck in your throat, “someone.” no!

“okay…?” she seemed confused, “and you had to run over here at 8am to tell me that?”

“you know what, this is crazy i’m just gonna go home.” you held your hands up in defence and started to spin on your heel, feeling slightly sick.

“wait.” you felt her hand grab your arm to prevent you from walking off.

you faced her again and studied her face. her lips parted as if she wanted to speak but nothing came out. you looked at her hand on your arm before meeting her gaze again and sighed.

“let me start over. i like someone, i said i like someone but actually it turns out that someone is you and now i’ll be leaving to go home and scream at the wall because i’m sure you don’t–“

“stop.”

“yeah, okay.”

she laughed and folded her arms over her chest again. you wanted to laugh too but you felt like a rocket that was about to take off.

“so,” she dragged the word out, a teasing glint in her eye, “you have a crush on me?”

more like i love you but “sure.”

“and you ran here to tell me that?”

“yes.”

“interesting.”

“can you not make me feel like a dick?”

“i’m not!”

“kinda feels like you are.” you folded your arms also and looked down at your feet, kicking at a tiny pebble. this was a disaster. she didn’t feel the same. she never would. you should never have said anything, this was a waste of–oh?

her hands held the side of your face to force you to look at her as she tentatively leant forwards. it took your brain a moment to register when her lips connected with yours but when you started to kiss her back, you unfolded your arms and held her waist, pulling her closer to you.

your brain tried to focus on every sensation at once, checking if it was real this time. the bunched cotton underneath your hands. the warmth of her back radiating through the material. the soft pressure of her hands on your hot cheeks. the indulging taste of her mouth against yours. it was all real.

she pulled away and smirked at your slightly bewildered, hazy expression.

“i like you too.”

[rwrbficrecs]

Here's our October recs ❤️ also, look at our new banner !! 🥰 Happy reading !! I’m just too soft for all of it by @bellamysgriffinprincess (book/movie-verse)

@dot524: This is a sweet one shot where Henry is struggling with depression, Alex drops everything to be with him, and they comfort each other. Very well done.

Confidential Memorandum by @sherryvalli (book-verse)

@wilmonsfolklore: this is such a sweet kidfic. Henry is Alex's boss, and Alex keeps getting calls from Henry's daughter when Henry is busy. It's heartwarming and comforting and the dialogue is wonderfully written, especially their love confessions.

@babiemonk: the perfect lighthearted kidfic! The child dynamic is perfect and the humor is spot-on. If you’re looking for a fun, feel good, story with some domestic fluffiness this is it.

@rmd-writes: a sweet, funny fic with excellent banter, and a stellar supporting cast of OCs. It quite literally made my face do this: 🥰 I saved it with the note "read when you need to feel better about the universe).

Aged Like a Fine Wine by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@babiemonk: Alex and Henry are older now and cakegate never happened. There’s lots of emotions and angst and growth and it’s really quite beautiful but also tragic at times. It hurt my heart and my feelings before putting them back together again.

In my dreams (In your dreams) by @lizzie-bennetdarcy (book-verse)

@babiemonk: very cute drunken love confessions— absolutely precious friends to lovers

all of our love filling all of our room by @kill8a (book-verse)

@inexplicablymine: this is so incredibly soft and childhood friends to lovers I have reread this more times than I’m willing to admit

Help Me Hold On To You by @affectionatelyrs (book-verse)

@read-and-write-: A one- shot, a very cathartic one about the aftermath of a fight between Alex and Henry. This is one to cry from beginning to end, it's beautifully written and you will be left speechless.

flatline by rizcriz (book-verse)

@wilmonsfolklore: exes to lovers is one of my favourite tropes and this work shows perfectly how naturally and fully Henry and Alex love each other. it's sad and heartbreaking but it has a happy ending that makes the crying all worth it.

What I Need Tonight by @sparklepocalypse (book-verse)

@zwiazdziarka: This fic was written for Kinktober's prompt "selfcest", which for some might be sound a little too weird, but that's exactly why I picked this one as my monthly fave. If you like reading smut, give this a chance. Yes, it's hot but also emotional and it has Oxford-time slutty Henry!

heartbeats under coats by @hypnostheory (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: one of my favorite works to come out of FirstPrince week. It's really sweet and sexy. There was only one bed at its finest.

All Booked Up by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: another FirstPrince week gem. This was just so beautiful. Alex and Henry meet during a vacation, spend three perfect days together and then loose contact until June and Nora force Alex to read a book they both love and something about it makes Alex think of Henry. I absolutely fell in love with it.

@rmd-writes: it's no secret that I'm an allmylovesatonce fan and this is one of my ultimate favourites of hers. A very cleverly told love story, with some wonderful June and Nora content as a bonus!

praying our bridges don’t make waves by @anincompletelist (book-verse)

@rhubarb1210: This fic is such a cool take on soulmates. Henry agrees to pretend to be Alex’s soulmate to get June health insurance. Lots of universe building. And I can’t give away more! Inspired by Fractured by @clottedcreamfudge

everything's growing in our garden by matherine (book-verse with a few movie elements)

@indomitable-love: Absolutely loved this hanahaki fic – the pacing and tension are so good, the relevance of all the different flowers is just beautiful

It's Nice to Have a Friend by @mainstreamelectricalparade (book-verse)

@read-and-write-: Childhood Best Friends to lovers AU, where Henry, the prince of england meets another boy during a holiday, they send each other letters and they fall in love, it's soft and it's beautiful, a love that tascends the page and is reflected on all the characters actions.

I feel the beating of your heart, I see the shadows on your face by @anincompletelist (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: This fic has such an interesting premise, and although I’ve never been into the bodyswap trope I’m so glad I gave this one a chance. It was done so incredibly well and was such a fun, wholesome fic.

Henry Fox, All-American Hero by @tintagel-or-cockleshells (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: This is a fic inspired by Meg Cabot’s All American Girl (which I am a huge fan of) and everything about this fic had me screaming in delight. Loved this so much, I’m obsessed.

maybe take me into your room by @smc-27 (book-verse)

@thesleepyskipper: Alex and Henry are both the children of ambassadors to Canada from their respective countries in this lovely AU. Friends-to-lovers perfection, this was so, so good.

a degree of fate by @softlofty (book/movie-verse)

@dot524: In this AU, Alex and Henry meet as university students. This is a sweet get-together fic with depth and heart.

It's Tradition by @f-ing-ruthless-baz (book-verse)

@zwiazdziarka: Alex and Henry's soulmate bond revealed itself publicly and now they have to act like they're in love, even though they hate each other. This fic is such an excellent use of soulmate trope and looks into so many possiblities in a world were soulmate bonds exsist. It's also super funny, a little angsty and Alex is even more oblivious than usually.

I’d be smart to walk away (but you’re quicksand) by @littlemisskittentoes (book/movie-verse)

@dot524: Such a wonderful, heartfelt 5+1 based on canon events when Henry walked away and one where he stayed.

Catalyst of Change by @uglygreenjacket (book-verse)

@myheartalivewrites: an AU that’s pretty close to canon in some ways: Alex (still a well known child of politicians) and Henry (still a prince) meet as students in Edinburgh. This story is sweet and gentle and heart wrenching at points, but also incredibly uplifting in Henry and Alex’s determination to be together no matter the obstacles. And the Scottish setting is gorgeous and really evocative.

Ghosted by @tintagel-or-cockleshells (book-verse)

@suseagull04: Twists and turns abound in this story that borders the line between life and death. I love the depth of the plot and just how deeply and quickly Alex and Henry fall for each other- and the fantasy aspect immediately put this high on my list of faves! Not to mention all the great references to my favorite things throughout the fic. This fic is amazing!

Such a Burden, This Flame on My Chest by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: a 911 Lone Star!AU very angsty but with a happy ending. Alex going through grief felt really fucking relatable. It's also spicy in contrast with the angst.

But I love him, whether or no. by @leaves-of-laurelin (book-verse)

@dot524: This firefighter AU is one of my favorite RWRB fics ever, and I’m glad I was able to follow it from WIP status to complete this month. Alex as a firefighter is irresistible (Henry thinks so too) and somehow these two feel so true to character even in a completely different context. There are so many fun scenes here - riding a bull, an airport scene, shenanigans at a fire station, sentimental piano playing - but none of them are forced. Truly a wonderful fic that I know I’ll be returning to again and again.

@wilmonsfolklore: seconding this one so so so much!! read it in one sitting and have been thinking about it ever since then. there are so many heartfelt and sweet conversations in it. everyone's so true to their character in such a different situation. can not recommend it enough

[writershapeholeonthedoor]

Love me harder

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader

Summary: You are having a nice day out with Elizabeth when a paparazzi stumble over you

Disclaimer: English is not my first language. This was inspired by that photos of Lizzie eating ice cream.

Warnings: Elizabeth Olsen being too cute

MASTERLIST

“What flavor do you want?”

You heard your girlfriend asking you with her lips brushing just behind your ear before a quick kiss landed right there, making your entire body melt against her. Elizabeth was standing behind you, one arm around your waist, and easily sustained your weight with a low chuckle at the reaction she got from you. People around you paid no mind at all despite the park being packed with families and passers-by enjoying the sunny day out.

“Chocolate,” you replied after giving it some thought. You had never eaten ice cream from the truck Elizabeth had taken you to, but chocolate was your forever favorite.

“Okay,” Elizabeth said and removed her arm from around you. You turned your head to look at her, already smiling the easy smile that came to your face whenever you were around her, but she simply slid on her sunglasses again and smirked. “Stay here, I will go to the line. It’s too sunny,” she declared, gently guiding you to take another step back to stay in the big shadow the tree behind you was providing.

You rolled your eyes fondly at the sweetness of her gesture, but didn’t try to argue as she walked away. You knew there was no point in arguing, after all. So you watched as your girlfriend walked a few feet to your right to stand in the line to buy both of you the ice cream she promised you would get if you woke up early to go out with her. She wanted to go to the street market for days now, mostly because she wanted to buy some new flowers to her garden but also because she knew they had the most fresh vegetables around, and she was finally home to do so. Of course, she would drag you along with her. And, of course, you would agree to wake up at a ridiculous hour in the morning to buy carrots just because she pouted at you.

There were very few things you wouldn’t do when Elizabeth pouted at you and she knew that.

“Here we go.”

You noticed you had dozed off when you heard her voice approaching you. You looked over in time to see her walking towards you while holding two cones with a soft smile on her lips before she handed you the chocolate one. She took advantage of her free hand to raise her sunglasses to the top of her head again and you were blessed with the sight of her green eyes.

“Thanks, Lizzie,” you smiled at her, already moving to take a bite out of the ice cream. It made her shudder, as you knew it would, because she couldn’t imagine how you were able to just bite ice-cold things and not feel anything.

Even so, she made sure to lean in to press a kiss against your cheek. “Not a problem, honey. Do you want to sit down to eat?”

“Can we? I'm afraid I might make a mess if I try to walk and eat at the same time,” you admitted with a shy grin, looking down at the ice cream that had already started to melt a bit.

“Of course.” Elizabeth nodded and used her plastic spoon to point at a bench not far from where you both were. It was under a tree so there was a big shadow around it as well, and there weren’t many people around since most seemed to be enjoying their day to run or walk their dogs. “There are a few benches over there.”

“Let's go.” You both walked towards the bench with no rush and you sat down as soon as you reached it, stretching your legs in front of you in the air and groaning. “Ah, my feet are killing me.”

Elizabeth rolled her eyes at you, but she had a smile on her face. “We didn't walk that much.”

“No, but I'm tired,” you complained, licking your ice cream with a pout.

Elizabeth, who had been eating her treat with the spoon, glanced at you for a moment. “You're only saying that because you want me to put all the groceries away when we get home.”

“Of course not!” You exclaimed in fake shock, even going as far as placing a hand against your chest. “I would never.”

This time, your girlfriend laughed and shook her head. “You're lucky I love you,” she mumbled while leaning down.

“Yes, I am,” you agreed easily because, really, you were so lucky to have Elizabeth in your life and, even more so, that she loved you so dearly.

Your lips connected in a quick peck since you were both in a public space and in odd positions, but she sighed when she pulled away. “You taste like chocolate.”

“And you taste like pistachio,” you replied with an adoring smile. You wished you could kiss her again, but Elizabeth was already straightening her back. She had not sat down by your side, kind of towering over you, but you didn’t mind. “Which I think I don't have a problem with when I taste it like that,” you added and stared at her ice cream as if it had personally offended you somehow. You didn’t like pistachio, which was ironic because that was Elizabeth’s favorite flavor.

Your girlfriend threw you an amused glare before pointing at your ice cream with her plastic spoon. “Eat.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

You didn’t have to be told twice, obviously. The ice cream was delicious, there were some chocolate bits inside, and you were positively sure that the truck had the best ice cream in the entire city. You would tell Elizabeth that later on because she kept telling you this for weeks now and you didn’t believe her before.

You both ate in silence for a few minutes. You were watching people walking past you, focused on all the cute dogs walking with their owners or the birds trying to steal popcorn from people passing by, barely paying attention to anything else. Elizabeth took a few looks around over her shoulders and you assumed she was also watching the dogs, but you noticed the way she shifted closer to you at some point, almost touching your feet together. You looked up, a bit surprised, and noticed she had lowered her sunglasses again, which did not prevent you from seeing the frown that was suddenly on her face.

“What?” You asked because you knew her enough to know there was something wrong.

Elizabeth, who had been gazing down at her ice cream with her lips pursed, looked up from her glasses at you. “Huh?”

“You made a face,” you pointed out, deciding not to mention that she had basically changed positions as well, or that her posture had gone stiff.

It looked like that, for a second, she was going to dismiss your worries, but Elizabeth eventually sighed almost sadly and her shoulders dropped. “I'm sorry,” she declared and, this time, it was clear she was tense. “I saw someone taking pictures.” Elizabeth made a face and discreetly pointed over her right shoulder to show you where that person was, but you didn’t try to look over. You realized she had moved to try to cover you from whoever had a camera pointed in your direction. After she saw realization washing over your expression, she sighed again. “I'm so sorry.”

She sounded so earnest, her sadness so crude, that you couldn’t stop yourself from reaching out to squeeze her arm. “That's okay, Lizzie.”

“No, it's not.” She shook her head. “You shouldn't have to suffer the consequences of the career I chose for myself.”

That wasn’t the first time she expressed how upset she got when someone tried to drag you to her crazy lifestyle. You had been dating for over two years now, but you just recently came public with it because she was trying to keep you away from all of that - she had adamantly assured you that it wasn’t because you were a woman and you belived her. The paparazzi, people following you around, newsletters treating you as a public figure, fans stopping you in the street to ask you questions about her, and the influence it could have on your work and your very normal, mundane life. But you both reached an agreement to have her post a picture of you two at one of her castmate's wedding to announce to the world your relationship and things hadn’t gone as bad as you initially thought they might go.

Sure, some people found out where you worked and showed up, but your boss was understanding and just added more security for a while until it all settled back again. Other than that, the occasional fan giving you something for you to pass along to Elizabeth, and the eventual paparazzi taking pictures, things weren’t so crazy. You hadn’t shown up on her Instagram again, mostly because Elizabeth herself wasn’t very into social media, and you kept your own account private, only accepting your friends and family there so you could keep posting all you wanted.

That was a thing that happened when you dated a Marvel’s movie star when you weren’t one yourself. However, dating Elizabeth Olsen wasn’t all bad as your girlfriend made it seem - or believed so herself. You had been together for a while, enough for you to know there was no one else capable of making you feel as happy as she did. You would move mountains to be with her, so you could endure a few pictures taken without your consent, as annoying as it might be.

“Hey,” you called her softly, letting your hand caress her arm until you were touching her hand. She stopped spinning the small spoon with her fingers when you touched her, but it took a few more seconds before her eyes moved up to meet yours. You wished she didn’t have her sunglasses on, although they weren’t dark enough to hide all of them. “Thank you for protecting me,” you said, making sure you sounded as honest as you were. “I know you try to hide me when you see someone is taking photos.”

“I just…” Elizabeth sighed and allowed you to play with her fingers, letting go of the spoon. “I don't want to hide you, but you don't deserve to have your life ruined because of me.”

There it was again. The way Elizabeth made it seem like she was bringing the end of the world straight at you. You could understand that, of course, because her life had always been under the spotlight since she was a baby. She saw how being in the media affected her sisters, what it did to them, and how it shifted her life as well. So, of course, you understood why she was so protective of you when it came to that. It just made you love her even more.

“My life could never be ruined because of you,” you affirmed and allowed a small smile to turn the corners of your lips up. “You are the reason why my life has been pretty great lately.” Elizabeth also smiled, although it didn’t reach her eyes, and you decided to kiss her palm to remind her you were not going anywhere. You didn’t care if the person was still taking pictures or not, if that was going to reach the internet somewhere or not. “Eat your ice cream, sunshine.”

She smiled more widely at the pet name you used as you let go of her hand so you could both finish eating. By that point, the ice cream was melting down the cone and almost reaching your fingers, so you sped up to eat it. Elizabeth still kept trying to hide you, but she looked more at ease when she started biting down on the cone, so you also allowed yourself to relax.

Once you were done with the ice cream, she helped you to stand, putting out one of her hands, and then grabbed your napkin to throw it away in the trashcan a few steps to the side. When she returned, you didn’t think twice before pulling her in for a peck.

“Thank you for the ice cream. I loved it.”

“I told you they were good,” she replied with a soft smile. “Are you ready to go home?”

“Don’t you want to buy anything else?” You asked, pointing over your shoulder to the street market still happening.

Elizabeth looked over and thought for a few seconds, before she looked at you again. “No. I think we’re good.”

“Okay.” You nodded and turned around. “Let’s take a walk then. I know they have a dog park on the other side and I really want to see some cute dogs today.”

Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, probably thinking if she should take you away from the camera still lurking around, but she saw your excited smile and quickly made up her mind. She curled one arm around your waist and you started walking slowly along with the other people enjoying the day out.

You took four or five steps before getting out of the shadow you had been and the sun hit your face full force. It wasn’t a warm day per se, since it was early autumn, but the sun was already making his presence known after a long winter, so you weren’t surprised there were that many people out. You raised your hand to try to cover up the sun from your eyes, even if you knew you wouldn’t be able to stay like that for much longer. Before you could think too much about it, though, Elizabeth took her sunglasses and handed them to you.

“Oh, I’m fine.”

“Keep it,” she insisted.

You were about to try to give her the sunglasses back when she kissed the side of your head and you lost all ability to talk suddenly. Elizabeth smiled like she knew what she was doing when she did that, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to complain, so you just slid the glasses in place and tried to ignore the blush on your cheeks. You walked for maybe two minutes before any of you talked again.

“You know we’re going further away from our car, right?” Elizabeth asked, albeit she sounded amused.

You remembered where she had parked her car because you had to walk there three times to put away the things she bought, but you didn’t care. You would walk a marathon if you had to. Anything for Elizabeth… and some cute dogs.

“I know,” you agreed and then joked: “But now I have sunglasses.”

Elizabeth laughed happily and you decided there was nothing in the world able to keep you from hearing it for the rest of your life.

[melloniley]

Preparing for the Easter (Cielinny fanfic: Ciel Phantomhive x Finny)

(english isn't my native language, so please forgive me for any mistakes ^^ was inspired by the art of @i-n-e-a https://64.media.tumblr.com/b1bb86480d0213312610b8988f514840/5f53b9176a293aee-0d/s2048x3072/405a756083becc05e0777f2cca45c47697c2e350.jpg) Rated: PG-13

The kitchen was in complete chaos, screaming and noise. Basically, nothing new for the servants of the Phantomhive’s family. Bard again ruined the pie, for which Sebastian had already reprimanded him, Mey-Lin broke expensive wine glasses. And only Snake and Finnian were calmly busy painting eggs for the holiday of Easter. It seemed that there was no end to this chaos. Ciel was already used to the fact that his house was sometimes noisy, although he did not like too loud noises. However, it was precisely these sounds that instilled a kind of homely warmth that made one feel calm. But not for Sebastian. Perhaps he was already tired of all this, since over and over again he tried to push it into the servants’ heads to be more careful and attentive. The young master decided to check what the younger servants were doing so painstakingly.

While Finny was stubbornly trying to color the eggs, he didn’t even notice how the earl sat down next to him. Snake did it much better because of his long and neat fingers, like a pianist. And Finnian... it took him a lot of effort not to break another egg. However, even this has already begun to crack. This was starting to get a little annoying. Ciel watched this picture for some time, periodically looking at the expression on the blonde’s face. Maximum concentration and slight irritation. “Beautiful...” - a teenager would think. Perhaps this is so, but he’ll never admit it out loud.

Ciel began to notice the makings of feelings for his gardener even while he was caring about him in Sieglinde's castle. Perhaps Ciel missed those very tight hugs and someone else's warmth that Sebastian couldn’t give. And hugging a creature that literally wants to devour you didn’t bring much pleasure. In appearance, the brunette may seem strict and cold, but he still remains that boy with a lack of care and love. The attention from Lizzie was too intrusive and impudent. It was as if she was mentally screaming: “Here I am, only yours, you shouldn’t need anyone else.” In fact, this is how it should be, because she’s the future bride of the young master. The choice for Ciel had already been made a long time ago, which he disliked catastrophically. And Finny is like a small ray of light in this darkness of depressing events. Yes, he’s quite naive and sometimes stupid. But this is the purest soul among all the masked demons. Ciel comes out of his thoughts and notices that the gardener has broken another egg. Taking a deep breath, the boy leaned his head on his hand.

“Finny, do you need any help?” bocchan asked unexpectedly for the blond boy, causing him to flinch. “You’ve already broken the third egg; it seems to me that you need help to leave at least something for Easter.”

“Ah? Young master?!” boy perked up and immediately straightened up. “Sorry, I didn’t notice you. I was passionate about painting Easter eggs... And yeah, I'm not very good at it”

“It’s okay,” the earl laughed lightly. “I see you put a lot of effort into just putting a pattern on an egg. Of course, I can’t imagine how difficult it is for you, but let me hold it and you’ll paint it, okay? At least this way we'll avoid another egg you break”

“Mhm, let's try it. If you think it’ll be easier this way,” Finnian scratched the back of his head and, biting his lip, dipped the brush into the paint again. Ciel sincerely tried to help his servant, as he perfectly understood that the boy gets upset if something doesn’t work out for him. Gardener tried to draw beautiful patterns on the egg, but for some reason it still turned out clumsy and not as beautiful as Snake’s. Sighing, Finny examined the egg from all sides and looked at young master. “How do you like it, bocchan?”

“It’ll do for the first time, let’s do the next one,” Ciel put the painted egg aside and took another. Snake got distracted by the teenagers, looking up from his coloring.

“I think the egg looks strange. As if it fell into a swamp, Oscar said...” he commented, watching gardener and young master.

“Hey! Young master is actually helping me! Don’t meddle with your comments,” blond boy exclaimed and frowned, already applying a pattern of a different color to the egg. Ciel stood up and leaned slightly so that his face was almost above Finny's ear. The earl put his hand on the gardener's hand and squeezed it a little with his fingers to make it more comfortable to hold the brush.

“Look, there’s no need for sudden movements. Since the egg is too small, we’ll draw carefully and slowly,” young master spoke in a measured voice to calm Finnian down a little and give an example of how to draw correctly. The gardener was too stunned by such an action from bocchan that he seemed to have forgotten how to breathe. He was afraid of ruining this moment of sudden intimacy with a person he cared about. But at the same time, he was still able to direct his attention to what Ciel was showing him, although it was difficult to take his eyes off the smooth-looking skin and red lips.

“... And now in the middle of the flower we add yellow to complete our drawing. Like this... Finny, are you listening?” young master turned his head a little to understand that Finnian was watching the movements of his brush.

“Oh, yes... Yes! It turned out just great!” blonde boy beamed, smiling from ear to ear.

“Now try to draw a flower yourself. You can add hearts, stars - whatever your heart desires. I’ll watch you do it,” Ciel sat back on the bench and crossed his legs.

“I’ll try...” Finny bit his lip and, shooting his eyes at the gentleman again, chose paint and dipped his brush into it. He decided to draw the sun and flowers on the grass. Although there’s not enough space for creative thought, he’ll try to draw as beautifully as young master. And Ciel was still watching Finnian carefully. He really tried, because a boy just can’t do anything wrong after he was helped by the young master himself, whom he almost put high up in the sky.

“Here, look at it, young master. I’ve done paint” gardener looked at the gentleman with puppy dog ​​eyes, hoping to hear praise addressed to him.

“You’re making progress, Finny,” Ciel smiled slightly and tucked a lock of hair behind the gardener’s ear. “I hope you can continue without me. I have a French lesson soon, so I’ll have to leave you for a while.”

“Sure! It’s okay...” Finny blushed slightly. Snake followed the young master with his eyes and, looking at the blond, asked:

“How long will you remain silent about your feelings? You can't hide this forever, Emily said”

“Um? You don't understand, Snake, I wasn't even close to the young master... I'm just his servant, the gardener. And he’s an earl...,” the boy drooped and laid his head on the table. “He will never be able to love someone like me...”

“An attempt isn’t a torture. You didn't even try, Wild said” Snake put the basket of eggs aside.

“Maybe I’ll try someday, but not today. I guess I’ve already exhausted my limit of bocchan’s touches for this month,” Snake barely restrained his chuckle.

[stealeroflemons]

what time is it? it's eah no-name-headcanon-time #17

fair warning this is still within my darker versin of EAH headcanons so if you find those topics uncomfortable then maybe check out some of my other posts instead :)

Faybelle absolutely would love Janice from Mean Girls while simultaneously have incredible respect for Regina's scheming

Apple does not know how to do "regular people things" like pump gas or how to work a stove

Cerise and her mom have a bunch of livestock and small gardens with food around their house, a real off the grid lifestyle

Dexter loves loves loves eating oreo cookies with creme cheese because he swears it tastes like cheesecake, but he won't eat actual cheesecake (the first part was inspired by my friends dad)

Briar has to have her friends come to the doctors with her because despite being afriad of close to nothing, she is afriad of needles, for obvious reasons

Sometimes Briar wakes up in random places with no memory of what happened, sometimes from a bad sleeping/fainting episode or from a drug she took to fuel her need for adrenaline

Rosabella always has Briar's location on so she can see where she is at all times because of how often Briar has one of those moments ^^

One of the scariest things that can happen to a faerie in the eah world is having your wings cut off. Because of this, Faybelle and Farrah are extremely aware of their wings at all times and HATE when someone touches them

Hunter gets physically and violently sick when he sees dead animals or had to go hunting with his dad

Sparrow is, to the surprise of many, not that into drugs or alcohol. He's worried a lot about what it would to do his voice (I imagine him to sound like Tyler Joseph)

A lot of the athletes at the school (Justine, Duchess, Hunter, Cerise, Lizzie, etc.) miss classes because of physical therapy appointments

A larger amount of royals comapred to rebels go into emergency care or varying therapy sessions (mental health, physical health, emotional health,) due to all the unhealthy coping mechanisms they resort to while being pressured to follow destiny (Briar unfortunately holds the record for hospitilizations)

On a lighter note, Ginger likes to make care packages with Maddie full of baked goods and soothing teas for the students who have a particularly rough time like Briar

[omvimo]

now that both shelby and katherine’s episodes are out its time to share my amazing headcannons that half of them have zero proof

everyone is under here if you want to read it’s probably long though lol

shelby

-started working out only because she saw katherine do it

-is besties with sausage and oli

-first started dying her hair all different colors and even had orange for a while before just letting it stay white

-has ptsd dreams about the fog and sculck

-she has a little garden for flowers at her house

-sometimes she calls joel to ask how to use her powers

-she is biromantic with preference for women

-at first she thought she had a crush on joey but nope she just really wanted to be friends (100% not me)

-every so while, her grandmother has to replace tortoise with a frog that looks exactly the same and she never knows (this was inspired by shelby’s qna and how she accidentally killed tortoise then replaced him)

-she loves reading so much that she would just stay up reading

-as a kid, she was bullied up into witch high school where she basically just beat them up and nobody bothered her since

-She is genderqueer and uses she/they pronouns

katherine

-she is 100% transfem and you cannot tell me other wise

-she tried to be goth in princess high school but just couldn’t get rid of the pink

-she can do eyeliner in one fast swoop

-shes trying to get into making her own armor but keeps burning herself

-She is a horse girl

-she really wants to get into painting but isn’t very good

-she is demiromantic lesbian

-she is 5’11 but wears like 4 inch heels anyway

-she still sleeps with her stuffed animals

-she is only productive at night

-the curse represents depression (i could write so many essays about that)

-She is best friends with Lizzie

Both!

-Katherine has to pick Shelby up so they can kiss

-Shelby took Katherine to a flower garden for their second date

-Shelby will stop at nothing to sit in Katherine’s lap

-Katherine makes Shelby watch sitcoms and Shelbt doesn’t have the heart to say no

-One time, Shelby was on Katherine’s shoulder and everything was great and then Katherine walked through a doorway and Shelby hit her forhead

-Lizzie and Oli are the biggest shippers of them

-During witchcraft they are dating and Shelby proposes when she comes back

-Shelby often falls asleep at her telescope and Katherine carries her to bed

-Neither one of them is the big spoon, Shelby just uses Katherine’s chest as a pillow

-Katherine often surprises Shelby with her favorite flowers

-Sausage started asking “whens the wedding?” just after their second date

-Joel married them in the cathedral of Saint Pearl

[zzombiecleo]

you've got my heart (won't you come on in close to me?)

yet another yuri week post! check this story out on ao3 and make sure to follow @mcyt-yuri-week for more!

fandom: hermitcraft smp, empires smp characters: ldshadowlady, pearlescentmoon ship: ldshadowlady/pearlescentmoon additional tags: romance, fluff, dancing, alternate universe - royalty, its not technically empires its just. a different royalty thing ig, knight pearlescentmoon, princess ldshadowlady, flirting, drabble, mcyt yuri week summary: she's a knight in shining armour, she's an elegant princess, can i make it anymore obvious? --- mcyt valentines yuri week day 2: royalty/knight

Pearl has trained to be a knight her whole life. Years of training, of blood, sweat, and tears, years of neglecting everything else to accomplish her goal. And now, it has finally led her to be given the honour of guarding Her Royal Highness, Princess LIzzie of the Great Sanguinepeak Kingdom. From a young unnamed girl living in a territory that barely counts as a colony of Sanguine to Dame Pearlescent of the Everlasting Summit, the capital city of Sanguine. It might be silly but this was all she had ever dreamed of and now that she has it, days seem to pass in a golden-hued blur.

Her days start early with morning prayers to the Lady, a service set at 5 in the morning just for the knights and squires of the Royal Palace. The tired murmurs of devotion and the light shining through the rainbow stained glass windows lets Pearl prepare herself for the day ahead. Then comes breakfast, which starts peaceful and ramps up into a loud affair the more awake everyone becomes. Afterwards she heads for training, though she only stays for half of it before it hits 9 and she heads to Her Royal Highness’ chambers to relieve the early morning guards of their duties.

When the Princess Lizzie steps outside of her chambers, she the most delicate and graceful woman Pearl had ever witnessed, as befits her station. Clothes of light silk, perfect for the summer days, hair beautifully braided back, and jewels glimmering in the early morning sunlight. Every morning, the sight inspires such sheer, utter devotion that not even her devotion to the Lady can come close to it. Somehow, the Princess seems to look more lovely each day.

Though the majority of Pearl’s day is then spent following Her Royal Highness at a distance, ensuring her safety through tutoring and garden walks and all else, once the evening comes, that is when the distance closes. When the light fades and the stars shine, the Princess’ chamber doors are left ajar and Pearl knows that it is an invitation.

She slips inside. Among all the other things her reputation is good for, this is certainly one of the best. Barely anyone checks the corridor with the Princess’ room nowadays, they trust that Pearl has it handled. She supposes she does, in a fashion. Doing this is a risk to the Princess’ safety but those moments they spend together are worth it. By the Lady, they’re worth it. She closes the door behind her as she enters and smiles softly at the sight. The sight of not the Princess, the composed angel of the Sanguine Kingdom, but the sight of Lizzie. Just Lizzie.

The soft moonlight shines upon her, illuminating her soft pink locks and the lovely dress she wore that day. Lizzie giggles when she sees her and the way she looks at Pearl makes every agonising moment spent unable to touch her worth it. But she’s not unable to touch her now. So she steps forward and bends down to press a delicate kiss to outstretched Lizzie’s hand.

Lizzie sighs softly, eyes twinkling, “You look beautiful tonight, Pearl.”

“Oh? Don’t I always look beautiful? What an insult, Your Highness.”

Pearl grins as Lizzie’s face turns red and she splutters out several incomplete answers before simply giving up and walking to her dresser instead. Pearl leans against the opulent bed posts of the bed and watches as she fiddles with a deep brown gramophone. A soft waltz starts to echo throughout the room and Pearl unhooks her scabbard and places it gently on the large wooden chest at the bottom of the bed before walking towards Lizzie.

Lizzie turns around in time for Pearl to offer her a hand and ask “May I have this dance?”

“Of course. You may. You absolutely may.” Lizzie smiles at her, cheeks as pink as her hair.

They step into a slow dance around the room, caught up in the stillness of the night and the feeling of being so close to one another. Slow, steady, starstruck. Pearl lives for moments like these in the wake of achieving her goal. This saccharine sweetness feels like a reward for all that she had to leave behind. Dancing the night away with Lizzie, her love, feels like coming home. It just feels right to look into those glimmering sky blue eyes and see nothing but overwhelming love. It feels like the only possible way this could have gone for them. Like a fairytale happy ending.

Lizzie notices her stare, as she always does, and reaches up to press a light kiss to her cheek. The song changes and Pearl twirls Lizzie in response before pulling her back in and holding her close, smiling herself silly all the while.

“You are adorable. Do you know that?” Lizzie giggles, “I think you should know that. You’re the most beautiful woman alive.”

Pearl laughs and kisses her forehead, “You’ve said that so much that at this point, I think I might even believe you.”

“You should.” Another twirl, “I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“Oh, I know. I just think you forget how lovely you really are.”

“That’s your opinion, Pearl. You’re biased!”

“And you aren’t?” She replies and dips her, just holding her like that, lips hovering centimetres from each other.

“Maybe a little, Pearl. But only a little.” She murmurs against her mouth.

In response, Pearl leans down slightly and kisses her. Truly, she believes that all those years of training would have been worth just for a single one of these kisses. A single one of these nights. Irrational? Maybe. But everything about Lizzie inspires not just irrationality but a sincere devotion that Pearl knows, deep down, she will feel for the rest of her days. No matter what.

[pink-evilette]

thanks so much for the tag! @20thcenturystarlet ♡

1. What artists (musical or visual) have made a big impact on your aesthetic & continue to inspire you?

Lana Del Rey (alwaysss), Mika Ninagawa, Ethel Cain, Loona, Mitski, Olivia Rodrigo, FKA Twigs, Marina and the Diamonds, Věra Chytilová, Marina Abramović, Troye Sivan, Sofia Coppola, Petra Collins, Junji Ito (and I'm sure there's more but I can't think rn) ♡

2. Who is an artist (musical or visual) who is a newer discovery to you that you're obsessed with right now?

I recently discovered the song 'ceilings' by Lizzy McAlpine and it absolutely destroyed me (I'm obsessed). and for visuals I'm loving Kyoko Okazaki's work right now (I'm thinking of a tattoo inspired by her art soon) 🎀

3. What films or TV shows have made a big impact on your aesthetic & continue to inspire you?

(let's go this will be a big one)

Lolita 1997, Clueless, Moonrise Kingdom, Submarine, X, Heavenly Creatures, Blame 2017, Orphan, Wild Child, Daisies 1966, The Secret Garden, Legally Blonde, The Princess Diaries, She's the Man, Pride and Predjudice 2005, Sucker Punch, Helter Skelter 2012, American Honey, The Love Witch, Assassination Nation, Bones and All, Pearl. 💋

4. What is a film or TV show that is a newer discovery to you, that you're obsessed with right now?

I recently watched Sugar & Spice for the first time (I have reblogged it lots already I know lol) and it was so funny, very similar to Drop Dead Gorgeous if you like darker comedy high school movies!

5. What is a fashion movement, era, or item, that has made a big impact on your personal aesthetic?

90s fashion is my FAVE always and I love everything from that decade, I also love the 1960s 'Dolly' fashion, Kinderwhore, Gyaru and anything girly, but with a bit of edge to it. Anything with frills, lace, pink, mini skirts and cute prints have my heart 💓

6. What is a fashion movement, era, or item, that you're currently obsessed with?

at the moment I'm really excited for autumn so I'm looking forward to wearing turtlenecks and plaid skirts again, plus the twilightcore aesthetic is one of my faves for the season!

7. What is a book, poem, essay, etc. that made a big impact on you?

Lolita absolutely, blew my mind when I first read it and I never knew books could be written in such a way. when I was about 10-14, Jacqueline Wilson's books were everything to me and especially the ones meant for older kids such as My Sister Jodie, Love Lessons and the Girls in Love series were my favourites (also she's a queer icon so hell yeah). and Flowers in the Attic by VC Andrews introduced me to the gothic genre and I fell in love with it ever since. Recently, Sula by Toni Morrison was a book that pushed the boundaries of what I even thought could be possible in Literature and I adore her writing!

8. What is a "classic" coquette trend that you'll never let go of?

Heart shaped sunglasses! they will never die ♡

I'm tagging whoever wants to do it ♡

[abbyprune]

Masterlist Song Recs

If you're like me and constantly on the search for inspirational songs for your writing sessions, here are my favourite pieces of music for my favourite Hogwarts Legacy boys ♥

Please note: A lot of songs fit for more than one!

Sebastian Sallow

Glamour Child by Moonrise Nation

Did You Come? by girl in red

Easier than Lying by Halsey

Fingers Crossed by Lauren Spencer Smith

Falling Down by Lil Peep, XXXTENTACION

Hey Lover by The Daughters of Eve

Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos

I Always Knew by The Vaccines

Sunday by the River by orbit

The Good Side by Troye Sivan

The Way it Ends by Landon Pigg

multiverse by Maya Manuela, PEMBROKE

505 by Arctic Monkeys

Arms Tonight by Mother Mother

Uprising by Muse

Blank You Out by Seafret

How Did You Get So Good by D'Lourdes

Little Black Death by MEG MYERS

so sad so sexy by Lykke Li

Rivers and Roads by The Head And The Heart

Hatefuck by Cruel Youth

Magnets by Disclosure, Lorde

Memories by Conan Grey

People You Know by Selena Gomez

Say You Love Me by Jessie Ware

Denial by White Lies

If The World Was Ending by JP Saxe, Julia Michaels

Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood NEW:

Cute Without The 'E' by Taking Back Sunday

POS by Sueco

Come Back Home by 070 Shake

Out of My League by Fitz and The Tantrums

Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys

I don't want to watch the world end with somebody else by Clinton Kane

Falling for the Villain by PEGGY

Deep End by Fousheé

Pretty Boy by Young Galaxy

Ominis Gaunt

Grow Old with Me by Tom Odell

Till Forever Falls Apart by Ashe, FINNEAS

Black Dress by Oskar Haag

Waste My Life by Alice Merton

Medicine by Daughter

Nightcall by Kavinsky

bad idea! by girl in red

Say You Love Me by Jessie Ware

The Night We Met by Lord Huron

Take on the World by You Me At Six

Eventually by Tame Impala

Let It Happen by Tame Impala

One More Hour by Tame Impala

Magnets by Disclosure, Lorde

As the World Caves In by Sarah Cothran

Possibility by Lykke Li

Atlantis by Seafret

What A Time by Julia Michaels & Niall Horan

I Will Follow You into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie

The Beach by The Neighbourhood

Never Enough by Loren Allred

ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine

Hey Lover by The Daughters of Eve

It's All So Incredibly Loud by Glass Animals

Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos NEW:

Rue by girl in red

Never Felt So Alone by Labrinth

Yes to Heaven by Noxys

Torn by Natalie Imbruglia

All I Wanted by Daughter

I Run To You by MISSIO

Shelter by The xx

Sunday by the River by orbit

roslyn by creamy, Blueberii

The Good Side by Troye Sivan

The Way It Ends by Landon Pigg

Slow by shy martin

I don't want to watch the world end with somebody else by Clinton Kane

Pretty Boy by Young Galaxy

Garreth Weasley

First Day Of My Life by Bright Eyes

Don't Delete The Kisses by Wolf Alice

She's so Untouchable by Garden City Movement

Hey Lover by The Daughters of Eve

My Love by Florence + The Machine

Posin by Glenn Gatsby

Lone Digger by Caravan Palace

Your Ex Said You Can't Dance by The Real Zebos

How Did You Get So Good by D'Lourdes

Two Weeks by Grizzly Bear

I Will Follow You into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie

Everybody Talks by Neon Trees

What If I Love You by Gatlin

Not Going Home by DVBBS, CMC$, Gia Koka

Johnny and Mary by Robert Palmer

Sally by Thundamentals, Mataya

Seasons (Waiting On You) by Future Islands

There Goes Our Love Again by White Lies

Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos

Like a Friend by Pulp

Take It Out on Me by White Lies

History of Broken Hearts by Malky NEW:

Two Weeks by Grizzly Bear

Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová

Out of My League by Fitz and The Tantrums

Hot Tea by half-alive

Pretty Boy by Young Galaxy

tbc.

[arbitersart]

AIYCYE Playlist + Explanations *✧･ﾟ

Hello! After the wonderful responses I've gotten on And If You Close Your Eyes, I wanted to assemble this little guide to the playlist I made for it as well. Music is a huge source of inspiration for my fic writing and I love sharing just what it is about each song that fits + the lyrics or fic lines that are relevant.

Obvious warnings for fic spoilers below the cut. The songs are in mostly chronological order and don't yet include chapter 5 songs, because it hasn't been release yet. I'll update this post when it does :)

*✧･ﾟ Pompeii - Bastille And if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing's changed at all?

The song that titled the fic. It fit due to its overall "oh shit the world is ending" vibes that still maintained a level of upbeat-ness. The highlighted line references Grian traveling from reality to reality and seeing all sorts of different things, but finding the same fundamental truth in all of them.

*✧･ﾟ Help I'm Alive - Metric

This song is for every single time Grian wakes up in a different reality— it feels akin to having ice cold water dumped on him, or the air knocked out of his lungs. God I love the drums at the beginning of the song so much.

*✧･ﾟAs the World Caves In - Matt Maltese

The impending dread with every new reality. Self explanatory.

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*✧･ﾟThe Flower Garden - Joe Hisaishi

For the flower field scene :)

*✧･ﾟAll This and Heaven Too - Florence and the Machine And all my stumbling phrases never amounted to anything worth this feeling

This is for Grian and Scar traveling up the mountain and Grian struggling not to admit to himself how desperately in love he is. In the previous iterations, he's never let Scar get this close, but with this being the last time, he's desperate for any and all help, and at the end of his rope. He's understanding how happy he is by Scar's side too late.

*✧･ﾟceilings - Lizzy McAlpine But it's not real, and you don't exist, and I can't recall the last time I was kissed

Grian's memories of the world in which he and Scar were married. In that reality, Scar kissed him once on the forehead, after Grian insisted they stay away from each other so he could focus on searching for the elytra.

*✧･ﾟThe Eagles - Howard Shore "And Scar, dancing. His hair had been long then, half braided and tied off with ribbons. It framed his smile perfectly as Grian twirled him around."

Grian remembering his Scar back home. He sees the memory in slow motion. This is is a direct reference to the LOTR scene with Sam and Frodo remembering the shire and Mt. Doom comes down around them: "Rosie Cotton dancin'... she had ribbons in her hair..." That's the kind of desperate love and yearning Grian is feeling.

*✧･ﾟRule #2 Moonlight - Fish In a Birdcage All I need is to come home to you All I want is to be close to you

*✧･ﾟ Agape - Nicholas Britell “I may not be your Grian, but through all this I know that he loves you. Enough to trust you with his name and to break his promises.”

Every quiet confession and moment of vulnerability these two have exchanged is Agape.

*✧･ﾟThe Great Gig in the Sky - Pink Floyd

This song is for Grian remembering the feeling of his wings being ripped out of his body. It's the bridge between himself and Alt!Grian. They are indeed mirror images— where Alt!Grian is the speech about the quiet acceptance of death, our Grian is the melodious wailing. Alt has spent an incredible amount of time planning, rebelling, mutilating himself, and keeping secrets from everyone he loves. Our Grian has lived in willful ignorance, going along with the Watchers' will because he wants nothing more than to go home. Their choices are different, but their pain is the same.

*✧･ﾟThe World We Knew - Frank Sinatra

This is for Grian waking up on a blown-up mountaintop while the Cleanse swirls above him. The beginning of the end.

*✧･ﾟHow Far We've Come - Matchbox 20 "Then, above them, the cavalry arrives."

The beginning of the battle, when everything is almost... joyful. It's the feeling of all of Grian's friends showing up for him in the 11th hour, uncaring that this is how their world ends, committing to spend their last moments to the fullest. It's the love you only find in a group of people you come to love like family, a love of multitudes.

*✧･ﾟFix You - Cody Fry Grian hears.

This is for the moment Grian regains control over the elytra, the moment his memories come back, the sounds, the sights, the feelings. It's on here almost exclusively for the 2:26 timestamp but whatever lol.

*✧･ﾟLight My Love - Greta Van Fleet "Grian takes flight for the first time in two years, and it's absolutely everything."

*✧･ﾟI Am Satisfied With My Care - Henry Jackman

They're so close to the finish line, so close to their triumphant victory, when something isn't right. Fun fact, Scar knew he was fading right as Grian came to pick him up.

*✧･ﾟ you are my sunshine - Christina Perri Please don't take my sunshine away

*✧･ﾟTessa - Steve Jablonsky

"When I touched the elytra back in the cave, I saw… everything. Every reality I’ve existed in. All at once. And there wasn’t a single one in which I didn’t love you.”

*✧･ﾟKing of the Monsters - Bear McCreary "My name is Grian."

Grian's rage. Grian's grief. Grian's love. What I tried to accomplish with the drawing of this scene and the descriptions was how absolutely bat-shittingly scary Grian becomes. He has nothing left to lose, and he's just pulled out his trump card. Grian understands the full magnitude of what the avians are, what it means to be a torn piece of the fabric of the universe. And he is overwhelmed by sheer power.

*✧･ﾟNot Strong Enough - boygenius Always an angel, never a god

I imagine this is sort of the "credits" song that plays out chapter 4. It's for Grian teetering between the hubris that made the Watchers what they became and the festering need to rest. Something I wished had been more strongly suggested at the end of the chapter is that this is Grian fully giving up. He's making no effort to do anything else, he just lets his magic overflow until there's nothing left. To put in more casual terms, Grian is submitting to being doomed by the narrative.

[smblmn]

Find the word challenge

rules: share snippets of your work containing each of the words the previous poster selected for you (optional addition: if you can't find the word in your WIPs, or you simply don't have any WIPs, you can just write a sentence around the word)

I was tagged by @jamilas-pen and @lizzie-bennetdarcy thank you so much lovelies!!! 💖💖 this is fun!

Since this is going to get very long, I'm putting everything under the cut.

@jamilas-pen words: flower, moon, crack, smart, wild

Flower (from a WIP titled gardening) “No flowers?” “I’m not much of a flower guy.” “Of course you’re not.” “What is that supposed to mean?” “Oh, nothing. Just… I’ve never met a hetero guy who’s admitted to liking flowers. I guess it’s not masculine enough or whatever. But I don’t understand why you would buy a house with such a big garden just to plant tomatoes. It’s such a waste of potential.” Patrick sighs and turns to face David. “You know so much of everything, David. It’s inspiring.”

Moon (not in any of my WIPs, but it appears in 'Right in the Doorway') What Patrick has gathered from David’s various rants about the topic, is that Alexis is aware that she messed up her opportunity with Ted when she rejected him and now she’s made peace with the fact that they’re just friends. But anyone with eyes can see that’s not all there is to it. As someone who’s been on the receiving end of Alexis’ flirtation, Patrick knows that she’s not being just friendly with Ted. But she’s definitely not alone. From the outside, it’s painfully clear that Ted looks at Alexis as she hung up the moon for him.

Crack (okay, this one is very dark, but it comes from my Russian Doll AU WIP and if you've seen the show you know how it works... If not, spoiler, don't worry, David's fine) When they get to the stairs, David is distracted by Jake's hands on his hips so he doesn't see the guy about to bump into him. He loses his footing just when he's hovering over the top of the stairs and falls. The loud crack of his neck breaking is the last thing he hears before everything goes black. Well, shit.

Smart (this one is in a WIP called 'All these things that we were' in which David and Patrick meet as teens) “I just don’t understand why it doesn’t work with her! I mean, she’s perfect! she’s funny, and smart and beautiful–” “Mmm–” “What?” “Nothing, continue.” “I have nothing else to say, I just don’t understand– I know I want to have sex.” David is trying to keep his face blank but Patrick sees right through it, “okay, say what you want to say, stop making that face.” “Sorry,” he grimaces, “it’s just… are you sure you want to have sex? or is this all because that's what you’re supposed to do?” Patrick just stares at David as he continues, “because everytime you tell me that it’s not working, you get more stressed about it and get this determined expression as if someone was putting a gun in your head–” “No one is forcing me to do anything.” “You seem to be forcing yourself, Patrick.”

Wild (this one appears in a few WIPs but in sentences that don't make much sense, so I'll share a snippet from my fic 'Until we get there') “I used to be so wild…” her voice trails off, something wistful coloring her tone. “And now I’m like, thirty–”  “You’re thirty six.” “–and I’m settled and I have a steady job…” David frowns. It’s been six years since Alexis moved to New York and in that time he has never had to worry about her, at least not like he used to, because he’s always known her to be happy. Gone are the rash experiences of her younger years that David now recognizes as cries for attention, as her way to stay busy because if she stopped, she would realize how empty her life was in reality. “So?” “I don’t know. I’ve been thinking a lot about how fucked up we were, growing up.”

@lizzie-bennetdarcy 's words: green, sea, write, life, candy

Green (this was easy, since I'm writing an AU where Patrick and David get into a green card marriage) Alexis gets suspiciously quiet for a moment but then she simply shrugs. "It actually works in Patrick's favor too. You need a partner to clean your reputation–" Oh god, she looks nervous. She’s gonna say something really stupid. "–and Patrick needs a green card.

Sea (another snippet from the green card marriage WIP) “But there’s this one with a man in front of some mountains, and there’s fog, and we can only see his back…” David immediately gets an idea of which painting Patrick is talking about and looks it up on his phone. “Wanderer above the Sea of Fog? this one?” he says, showing him the screen. “That’s the one. It feels… representative, somehow.”

Write (more from the green card marriage) “Family members.” “You’re going to hate me for this.” “Oh god… How many?” “Three of my grandparents are still alive, my mom has three siblings with their respective partners. My dad has five siblings, four of them are married.” “Okay, I need to write this down.” “Yes, you do. I have twenty five cousins.” “You’re kidding.” “And thirteen nieces and nephews.” “Oh my god.”

Life (from The Good Place AU, a WIP I don't know if I'll ever finish) "My name is Ray, follow me, please." He enters the room again and Alexis follows and sits in the chair Ray is pointing at, while he sits on the other side of a desk, facing her. He claps his hands and looks at her for a second too long, with a big smile plastered on his face. "You, Angelica Bloomfield, are dead," he says and, despite his words, the smile doesn't falter. Huh. "Um, is this like a threat or–" "Oh! No no! Not at all! I mean that you're literally dead. You had a human life and it ended.”

Candy doesn't appear in any of my WIPs or published works.

Feel free to ignore. I'm tagging @blackandwhiteandrose @carolrain @dinnfameron @distractivate @mammameesh @ramonaflow @sspaz1000 @beaiola @smallumbrella369 @noahreids @wordthieve @weathereyehorizon and anyone else who wants to play.

My words for you are: choice, light, falter, book, and ring.

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The End of Us

TITLE: The End of Us PAIRING: Tom/OC (Belle) RATING: T CHAPTER: One-shot SUMMARY:

[A/N - This exists in my Alternate Universe where Belle and Tom broke up and she started dating Max Irons. Inspired by an imagine by @theartofimagining13​]

Belle was reading in her room when Ben entered. “There’s someone here to see you.”

Belle glanced at her phone.

There wasn’t a text from Max. He normally texted her when he was outside so he didn’t have to go through Ben all the time.

“It’s not Max. Just…come downstairs.”

She followed him down the stairs and saw someone sitting on the bench near the front door. They lifted their head and Belle let out a shaky breath. “Tom.”

He gave her a sad smile. “Hey Belle.”

“Wha…What are you doing here?”

“Matt told me you were back in town.”

“Did he?” Belle made a note to call him later.

“Can we talk?” Tom asked.

Belle nodded.

Ben stood there awkwardly before he suggested, “Why don’t you talk in the garden? It’s such a lovely day.”

Belle and Tom walked out the back door to the garden.

“It’s gorgeous,” Tom told her.

“Thank you.”

The garden was decorated with an abundance of flowers and trees. Belle had hand picked all the flowers and the lawn ornaments.

Tom noticed that quite a few of them were Disney characters. At least that hadn’t changed. “Perfect place to read. Or daydream,” Tom said.

They walked over to the small fishpond and sat down on the bench nearby.

“What did you want to talk about?” Belle asked.

“When did you get back? You’ve been in New York, right?”

Belle nodded. “A few days ago. We’re on break at the moment.” Belle had been dancing for the New York Ballet.

“How’s Max?” Tom asked.

Belle winced. “He’s fine. Filming a TV series.”

Tom reached out for her. “I’ve missed you.”

Belle pulled away from him. “Don’t.”

“What? It’s true.”

“I…I’ve missed you too, Tom. But…you broke my heart.”

Tom sighed. “I know. I know and I’m so sorry.”

Belle let out a bitter laugh. “I don’t know why I was surprised. Seems like you fall in love with all your co-stars. I shouldn’t have expected you to stay loyal to me. All those gorgeous actresses.”

“Belle…”

“What? It’s true.”

“What about you?”

Belle turned to Tom. “What about me?”

“We split up and you go running into Max’s arms.”

Belle’s mouth dropped open and angry tears filled her eyes. “I did not go running into his arms! He called me to invite me to an opening of Jeremy’s play.”

“What? And you just happened to fall into his arms? Of all people it had to be Jeremy’s son.”

Belle stood up, fed up with the conversation.

“Wait! Belle!” Tom grabbed her arm.

“Don’t touch me!”

The two stared at each other until Belle’s phone started ringing. She pulled it out and saw it was Max. She sniffled and answered. “Hey baby.”

“Belle? What’s wrong, darling?”

Belle swiped at her eyes. “Nothing. I was watching a Disney movie and you know how it gets to me sometimes.”

Max laughed softly. Belle could see the smile on his face and the loving look in his eyes. “My sweet Belle.”

“Where are you?”

“I’m still at the studio, but we’re wrapping up soon. Can I see you tonight?”

Belle smiled. “I don’t know. I’ll have to check with the warden.”

“Don’t you know I’m a king? I can order him to let you go or else I’ll have his head.” Belle giggled.

Tom’s heart ached hearing her laugh. He remembered when he was the one making her laugh.

“I’ll see you later, okay?” Max said.

“Okay.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Max hung up and Belle finally looked up at Tom.

“You…you love him?” Tom asked.

“Yes.”

“That’s it then?”

Belle nodded. “You’re still Ben’s best friend. There’s nothing I can do about that, so I’ll always be in your life. But as for a relationship…I don’t think…”

Tom nodded. “I understand. I hope Max makes you happy.”

“He does. I’ve never felt like this for anyone.”

If Tom was honest, that comment stung. “Good. That’s all I want for you. I should get going. Lizzie is waiting for me.”

Belle tried not to let it show that the mention of the woman hurt. The woman Tom had left her for. Belle nodded. “Max will be by soon,” she said.

“Goodbye Belle.”

“Goodbye Tom.”

Tom went back inside the house, leaving Belle alone in the garden.

Belle sank to her knees next to the fishpond, tears streaming down her face. Two arms wrapped themselves around Belle. She grabbed onto Ben’s arm and buried her face in his chest.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

It wasn’t okay. Nothing about this okay.

But maybe it would be.

[karekuat]

I LOVE AXI since u said it'd be hard to explain it briefly, consider this ask me returning the favour and saying: go HAM tell me all about him :3

AH okay this is going to be long probably

I would like to preface this with the fact that a lot of this comes from my spiritual beliefs and being raised Indigenous and also takes inspiration from other cyberpunk media such as The Matrix in regards to the very important connection between the mind/soul and physical body.

I'd also like the mention I use the terms "medtech" and "netrunner" for him very loosely with the Cyberpunk AU, just cuz they're the closest things that fit but they don't fully capture the kind of expertise he has.

ANYWAY

Axilaes, aka Axi, is a sort of cyberwitch (medtech netrunner mix) based in Night City where he typically does work such as info-dealing and aids people in their mental and emotional journeys with their cyberware, which can have a big effect on their physical health as a result.

I think of some parts of it personally as a reverse of the kind of quickhacks you do in game. In the gameplay you can hack a person to fry their circuits or manipulate them, he essentially does the same thing but to achieve something that aids the target instead, whether it's clearing a virus or helping them get their bearings or giving them buffs (from a gameplay perspective), he's essentially a support role character as far as combat situations go.

He can also use his knowledge to ease people with cyberpsychosis and he can try to help people suffering from unexpected dysphoria/dysmorphia after getting knew cyberware. He's developed a couple of natural medicines that help with neurological stuff that can soothe people while he works and scans and the like, and he's also developed a couple neurotoxins that can fuck with people's internal cyberware as well.

As far as him as a person, I've briefly mentioned that he is also gay and trans, but specifically I would consider him umetunal (two-spirit/indigiqueer) tagayulu (FtM) and transpinoy, being mixed Nawa and Pangasinense. He definitely likes dressing up super cunty and femme and he has a bit of an attitude toward everything. His hobbies include tea-making, knitting, and gardening (he actually has a lot of really pretty high tech terrariums and aquariums in his apartment)

He's allied with the Mox (but isn't actually a Mox himself), and gives them discounts on his medicines and services. They also let him use some back rooms in Lizzie's Bar to work with clients since he's not all that keen on having people enter his apartment for business. On occasion if he feels like it (or owes a favor) he'll run security for the bar, and has also helped out some Mox on his own when they beef with the Tyger Claws.

AH I also forgot to mention, when he deep dives into the Net he doesn't really do it for information or security breaching, but moreso to find "lost souls", either rogue AI or perhaps the ghosts of other netrunners who've died in the Net. If the soul is benign he'll do his best to guide it somewhere where it may be able to live or find peace, if it's malicious he'll take the responsibility of "exorcising" it from the code.

I think that's all off the top of my head! If there's further questions I'll try to answer to the best of my ability ^^

[regalfairytaleacademy]

Technical Information

Name: Jennifer Jester

Japanese: ジェニファー・ジェスター (Jenifā jesutā)

Quote: "Study is good but need more rest for the next morning"

Age: 16 y.o

Birthday: July 4th

Star Sign: Cancer

Height: 165 cm

Race: Human

Species: None

Homeland: White Garden (the 2nd country of Dreamy City)

Family:

Aiden Jester (Father)

Vanessa Midori (Mother)

Poppy Ruskin (Aunt)

Benvolio Grey (Uncle)

Izumi Midori (Maternal Grandfather)

Nicknames / Aliases:

Jen (by her family)

Jenny (by Elise Dufour)

Mackerel (by Floyd Leech; as Jennifer always sticking around Seraphine or other 2nd / 3rd students)

Dame d'Ambre (by Rook Hunt; means "Lady of Amber" due to her eyes)

Female Deuce (by Grim; because of her hair color similarly to Deuce's)

Miss Jester (by Silver and Sebek, but oftens called "human" by Sebek if she didn't stick with Seraphine or Isabella)

Others:

Royal Lap Dog (by Silvia and the rumors)

Imposter (by the rumors)

Bad Girl (by the rumors)

School Facts and Fun Facts

Dorm: Dragonroyal

Occupations: Student

The employee and cashier of Sweet Crumbs Bakery

Best Subject: Archeology

Worst Subject: Astrology

Club: Podcast Club

Favourite Colors: All Kinds of Blue, Pale Yellow and White

Favourite Food: Lizzie's Pastries | Apple Carrot Smoothie

Least Favourite: Most Expensive Foods

Likes: Her family, commoner life, Mother Nature, pure romance novel, gardening, her mother's spade-suit brooch, rules and laws, Classical music, laughter atmosphere, imperfections, bunnies, casual clothes, peace, telling fun stories, her bestie Lizzie, visiting cafe, classical aesthetics, piano music, Impish Royals

Dislikes: Fancy things, parties (sometimes), techno pop, annoyed, teased, bullying, judged by the qualities and preferences, called as "Lap Dog", her grandaunt's strict actions, arrogant people, stalkers, isolation, luxurious life, sexual harassments, perfectionists, being late, fight, her loved ones being mistreated, Anti-Pride Embodiments League, overwork herself

Hobbies: Gardening, listening music, reading about pure love story, part-time jobs, visiting cafe

Talents: Fast identify the qualities of positive and negative, super speed, fast reflex

Etymology

Jennifer, also spelled Jenifer or Jenefer, is a feminine given name, the Cornish form of Guinevere, that became popular in the English-speaking world in the 20th century. It means "Fair One", "White Wave".

Jester (English origin), the word Jester itself can be a name. The name means "someone who tells funny and amusing stories".

Character inspired

Jennifer was inspired by

Thoren (Winx Club)

Lucifer (Obey Me!)

White Rabbit / Mr Rabbit (Alice in Wonderland)