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next-autopsy · 1 year ago

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A/N: Well, hi there! Please enjoy this offering, I love reading your comments, so feel free to drop one for me. Thanks for reading x

Based on the actors portrayal/hbo show and written with no disrespect to the real life veterans. Also all images found on Pinterest.

TW: hmmm....none really?

Tags: @malarkgirlypop, @panzershrike-pretz

Made of Glass

Chapter twenty four: Perfect Timing

“Run that by me one more time?” If the whiskey Frankie was drinking hadn’t cost so much, she would've spat it out after hearing those words form Bernadette’s mouth.

“Don’t be weird about it. Joe and I are just going for a walk or something. I’m only telling you so you don’t think I’ve been kidnapped, okay?”

“Uh huh….’walk’… sure. Have fun.” Francesca smirked, she did not for one second believe Birdie and Joe were going to end the night with a simple walk.

Birdie waved off her friend, rolling her eyes at the insinuation. The woman made her way back to Liebgott, who was waiting for her right where she left him.

“Everything good?” He spoke when he saw Birdie approaching.

“Yeah…” The pair began heading for the door, “So, where are you taking me, Joseph.” They hit the cool outside air and Birdie wondered which direction they should start walking. Was is presumptuous of her to head back to the barracks? Joe turned to the right, so she followed.

“There’s this place down the road, real nice for dancing… I figured you'd enjoy a proper spin and not whatever that guy was doing…” He joked, chuckling before letting his mirth slip, becoming somewhat serious, “You can call me Joe, ya know?”

“I know… but Joe is Joe.” She was referring to Toye, it was eerie calling them both the same name, especially after realizing she had feelings for one of the men, while the other was like family.

“Well, only my mother calls me Joseph.” Spoken matter of factly. Hearing the formal version of his name after not hearing it for so long was bizarre.

“Then you can beee….” Birdie thought for a moment, finger on her chin, “Joey.”

“No. No way. No one calls me Joey, that’s stupid.” Lieb looked over at the girl, her bottom lip pushed out comically as she puppy dog eyed him. It took two seconds for him to cave, “Fine, you can call me Joey. But if any of the guys start up that nickname, I’ll get you.” His threat was a joke, he wouldn’t actually do anything. Maybe he just wanted something special between them.

“Ooo I’m so scared, Joey.” Bernadette taunted, a wide smile plastered on her face.

“Yeah, you should be.” He watched her grinning at him and felt lightheaded, he mirrored her dopey look before abruptly stopping in his tracks.

“Here, this is the place.” He looked up at the name marked above the door, just to be sure. He had been to this pub a few weeks before with Tipper, Floyd and Grant, who had instantly found women to fling around the dancefloor, while Joe sat at the bar wishing she was here.

And tonight, she was.

“Fancy.” Birdie deadpanned. The place didn't look like much, dim and dusty. The entryway was not well kept and while Birdie didn’t typically mind, she enjoyed banter with the man who brought her here and wanted to poke fun at him a little. He understood her jest and smiled at her,

“Hey, don’t judge a book by its cover and all that.” Joe swung open the door and the muted chatter livened up. As Birdie stepped inside, she heard the swing music more clearly and grinned. She loved to dance, with the right partner, of course.

“Come on, I’ll get you a drink.” Joe steered her towards the bar, they were both nervous, a drink would help ease them into the situation neither of them ever thought they would be in.

“Whiskey?” Joe queried, even though he knew the answer. He noticed the southerner would accept most beverages, she wasn't really picky, but if she had a choice, the lady would always go for a whiskey.

“Neat.” She confirmed, somewhat stunned, how did he know her ‘go to’ drink? “Here.” She offered him some folded up bills to cover her drink and some, but he shook his head.

“You're kidding, right?” Eyebrows raised, “Put it away. I’m not taking your money, doll.” The nickname made her breath hitch. She had not expected that from him, yet it sounded familiar, like it was an everyday occurrence.

“Doll?” It was her turn to raise her eyebrows.

“Well, if you're gonna call me Joey, I gotta have a nickname for you.” She didn't argue, the warmth in her cheeks and dizzy feeling in her stomach wouldn't allow it. She could accept the pet name; doll, but only from him.

After sipping away and finishing their liquid courage, Joe extended his hand to her, “Dance with me?”

She paused for a moment, trying not to seem too eager, before accepting his invitation.

The music that played was fast and upbeat, Birdie was sweating by the end of the first song, though she enjoyed it more than her previous dance. Joe knew what he was doing on the dancefloor, the steps came naturally to him, like he was born for this.

Both soldiers were glowing, this place had really brought out a euphoric feeling and it showed. Smiles never left their faces as they spun around each other, stepping quickly and holding hands the entire time.

Joey and Birdie had sat at the bar having danced through several songs and eventually growing tired. They didn't even order another drink, they just sat and chatted, sharing their pasts, presents and futures.

Birdie learnt his five siblings' names: Mary, Elizabeth, Anna, Barbara and Stephen. She found out he had worked with his father (also Joseph) at a barber shop and then drove cabs after getting his license, he told her that's what he wanted to do when he got back to the states, driving wasn't just a job for him. Joe really enjoyed it, seeing the streets he grew up on and meeting all sorts of unique people. She knew he lived in San Francisco and was beginning to fall in love with his depiction of the city; she wanted to see it for herself.

Joe had asked her about her family, which she gladly yapped on about. He understood the closeness she held with her relatives and he found himself wishing he could meet them all one day. Bernadette proudly spoke of her new goddaughter; Gracie and Joe’s heart warmed at the thought of Birdie cradling a newborn. She went on to tell him about her childhood on the ranch, being raised with real live animals in her care gave her a great sense of responsibility.

It was well past midnight when the barkeep called for the last drink, the music was cut off and patrons started trickling out of the building, swaying their way home.

Their talk was cut short when the barkeep all but shoved them out, shaking his head at the pair before shutting the door in their faces, muttering about young couples.

Birdie checked her watch, it couldn't have been that late, they had only been there…. Five hours?! How had that happened? It was just past 4AM and neither of them had slept yet. Plus she and Joey had up and left all their friends and disappeared, there were bound to be some invasive questions. Birdie did not look forward to Toye and Guarnere’s reactions nor any of the ladies, especially Frankie.

“Joey…” She sounded out softly, gaining his attention. He turned to look at her and froze, the only light came from a nearby street lamp and the moon. The silvery glow did wonders for her. Joe wished he had a camera so he could document the events of this night, the dancing, the chatting and now her standing in the middle of a barely lit street with the moonlight reflecting in her eyes; he never wanted to forget it.

“It’s really late.” She spoke quietly, the world around them was asleep and she didn't want to risk waking it.

He could kiss her. It was the perfect moment, they had just shared an amazing evening, growing closer. And now, he was looking at her and she was looking at him and all he wanted to do was lean down and kiss her. Feel how soft her lips were, taste her and allow her to do the same.

He glanced down at her lips and back to her eyes, watching for recognition, did she feel it too?

Birdie saw his silent inquiry and her eyes widened, pupils dilated. She, too, flicked her gaze to his lips and back up, telling him to proceed.

It was the perfect moment and as Joe moved to lower himself to her, she let her heels raise, ever so slightly, onto her tiptoes to meet him halfway.

“Heeyyyyy. I know y-you guys- two. Both of you two. I know yoooou.” They broke apart, the trance worn out at the interruption, fading into embarrassment.

Nixon stumbled toward them, missing entirely and toppling over into a heap in the middle of the road.

Immediately, Bernadette was by his side, picking him up off the floor and attempting to balance the inebriated man. Nixon babbled incoherent nonsense, only one or two words could be understood. Joe would have laughed at the lieutenant but he was still processing the almost kiss.

She had leaned in, hadn’t she? Did he imagine that, surely not. No, she definitely would’ve kissed him back if only they had a few more seconds.

“Little help here, Joey?” Her voice called to him. Shaking his thoughts away, he joined her on the other side of Nixon, ducking under his arm and hoisting him up.

“Where are we taking you, lieutenant?” The question wasn’t answered as Nixon flopped over, unable to give the directions to the house he was billeted to.

“I know where we can take him. It’s not far.” Birdie told her Joey, and they set off down the road with the drunk held between them, pretending nothing had changed.

Except everything had. It was all either of them could think about, the almost kiss.

Birdie was lost in her own world. Should she have allowed it to get that far? They had both been drinking, surely the ability to think clearly had been blurred somewhat. Had he really wanted to kiss her or was he just tipsy and lonely? Did she really want to kiss him or was she just convinced she had a crush on the man? Was everything going to be weird with them now? Had this night messed up their friendship?

The house she was looking for came into view, she pointed it out to Joe and they brought the semi unconscious man to the doorstep, before she stepped forward, leaving Lewis to be held up by Joe and raised a hand to knock.

“Wait.” Joe whispered, “what if we wake someone?" Birdie gave him a pointed look and knocked at the door thrice.

“That’s kinda the point, Joey.” He just smiled at her use of the new nickname, that was a good sign. He hadn’t told her to stop using it or started to pushed her away, so maybe whatever was happening between them was still salvageable.

The front door swung open and revealed Richard Winters, he was bleary eyed and in his pajamas.

“Birdie? What are you doing here? It’s…” He checked his watch, “0440!” He then seemed to notice the two men behind her, one slumped over the other and sighed.

“Bring him in.”

A/N: ooo okay things are getting interesting! What do y'all think? Do you like the nicknames? I'm still not sure how I feel about them...

I guess Nixon has some perfect timing... Joe and Birdie- not so much

~ Nex ~

Chapter twenty five: A sleepover

Update: I haven’t been writing for a few days, I will be starting up again soon though so don’t think I’ve abandoned this story! Just having a little break, love y’all!

#band of brothers #easy company #hbo war #made of glass #band of brothers fanfic #fem oc #ocs #joe liebgott #made of glass chapter twenty four #next autopsy #richard winters #lewis nixon

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nightingale2004 · 6 months ago

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Harry Potter next generation: Harry x Ginny vers. (The cursed child)

James Sirius Potter ii

Faceclaim: Louis Partridge

The first and oldest son of Harry Potter and Ginerva Weasley

Chaotic older brother

He lives up to his namesake, but at the same time, he will not hesitate to scold his siblings and cousins for either almost getting in trouble or getting in trouble without him (he wants to be included too)

Best friends with Teddy

Loves teasing his siblings

Quidditch lover and player (plays seeker, beater, and chaser. Prefers chaser, tho)

He is a BIG drama queen and is incredibly dramatic

Has the attention span of a fruit fly

MAJOR ADHD!!!!!!!

Gryffindor and proud

Incredibly reckless and awkward

A man of action

Loves pranks and planning them

Loves Albus and loves teasing him

He loves that his dad is the DADA professor

He is a people pleaser and is very insecure about if people actually like him as himself or if it's his name

Was diagnosed with Cyclothymia

He considers himself the life of the party

Patronus is a lion

He has an animagus form, which is a dog

Favorite classes are transfiguration, flying, charms, care for magical creatures, and defense against the dark arts

He can fly on a broom and ride a skateboard with absolute grace but literally trips over air when walking (it's one of the Potter family's greatest mysteries)

Will protect his family with everything that he has

He loves karaoke

Looks absolutely ridiculous when dancing, but it never stops him

He has no braincells left

Has very confusing logic

James likes to grow out his hair and tie it up in a messy bun or ponytail. But when he gets absolutely devastated when he has to cut his hair

He has a snitch that was given to him by his father on his birthday

Wears glasses

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Albus Severus Potter

Faceclaim: Joe Locke

The second son and middle child of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley

Literally the king of sarcasm and minor emo boy

Slytherin with his Bf Scorpius

Prefers to be called Al or Verus (mostly by Scorpius)

Is incredibly aggressive and short-tempered (Scorpius and James have to hold him back)

His patronus is a scorpion (surprise surprise)

Like his namesake, he is really good at potions

He loves baking (it helps clear his head)

Whenever he bakes or cooks, his family steals extra, leaving nothing, not even a crumb

He is jealous of James and hates how different he is most days, but Scorpius helps him through his insecurities

He will say he hates physical contact but he secretly craves it

Is deathly afraid of thunder storms

He feels like he contains the only braincell in his family

Often questions if he was switched at birth

Would write to Scorpius every day during break if one or both of them went home

Has great respect for Severus Snape

Hates being the center of attention

Found out he was gay in his 3rd year

When he and Scorpius became boyfriends, it was the happiest he had ever been

Incredibly sneaky and could get away with murder

Discovered his magic when he was 9 years old while his siblings discovered them early on

Short king (you can't tell me otherwise)

Is a math genius

He found the marauders map and managed to change it to fit his and Scorpius's needs

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Lily Luna Potter

Faceclaim: Francesca Capaldi

The third child and only daughter of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley

Sass queen

Loves people judging

Chaotic younger sister

Throws a mean punch

Loves and lives for family drama and gossip

Gryffindor girl

Quidditch lover and Quidditch player (she is a chaser and beater. Prefers beater)

Will not hesitate to hex you into next week if you talk badly about her brothers

She is fiercely overprotective of her family

She knows everything about everyone inside and outside of Hogwarts

She is her mother's daughter

Is really laid back and chill

She's more of a hex first, ask questions later.

If you ever needed someone to help bury a body, Lily already has an Alibi and will be ready with a shovel.

Her patronus is a dolphin

Both Lily and James get detention.....a lot

Lily is James's hype man

Gives great advice and constantly gives Albus dating advice

Is never afraid to speak her mind

Incredibly goofy

Loves her family very much

She and her brothers have a new baby brother named Cedric Remus Potter

Was given the invisibility cloak on her birthday as a kid and uses it a lot to sneak around

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+ Nymphadora's child

Edith (Edward) "Teddy" Sage Karasu Tonks

Faceclaim: Terry Hu

The only child of Nymphadora Tonks and Tulip Karasu

Edith was originally born as Edward Tonks, but as she grew up, she didn't feel like a boy or a girl so she decided to be a bit of both

Teddy is non binary, and their pronouns are they/them

Prefers to be called Teddy

Nymphadora Tonks married Tulip Karasu and had Edith a few years after they graduated from Hogwarts

Now it's just Teddy, Tulip, and their grandma Andromeda

When Teddy came out to their mom and grandmother, they were surprised, but they accepted Teddy for who they were no matter what

Teddy's patronus is a Jackrabbit

Has a pet Toad named D.J (short for Dennis Jr.)

Hufflepuff 4 life

They are a few years older than the Potter kids and see themselves as an older sibling

Teddy is closer to James and Lily than with Albus but loves them all and their cousins nonetheless

Teddy and James are thick as thieves and talk to each other about anything and everything

When Teddy told James that they were non binary, it was awkward for a few seconds, but James immediately accepted them and told Teddy that it didn't matter because "they were his best mate no matter what."

Is a metamorphmagus like Tonks

Teddy prefers to dye their own hair and teach the Potter kids along with some of their cousins how to do it without magic

Is thinking of becoming a hairdresser when they graduates.

(Before any haters get onto me. THIS IS MY HC AND MY OPINION ON THE CHARACTERS. I can change it up if I want to. So leave it alone if you don't like it)

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lostheaventales · 2 months ago

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Nothing Lasts Forever

Description: When the day of Henry and Vito’s wedding came, it was meant to be a day of love and happiness. Instead, it ended in tragedy and heartbreak.

Loosely based on Guns N Roses “November Rain” music video.

Relationship: Vito Scaletta x Henry Tomasino

⚠️CONTENT WARNING⚠️ : Murder, Blood

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Vito strolled his eyes up and down at his reflection in the mirror. His frame dressed in a brand new tuxedo. He’d worn many suits since he’d joined the mob, but it was different this time. He was dressed for his own wedding. Ever since getting out of jail and being involved with the mafia, marriage seemed like a far away dream. Then, a charming, handsome man entered his life. His name was Henry Tomasino. Yes, he was the reason he went to jail in the first place, however, it wasn’t his fault. It was just business. At least, that’s what he tried to convince to believe Henry to make him feel better.

But that was in the past. There were people waiting for them to wed. It was too late to rethink this whole thing. The door opened behind him. Vito turned to see who it was. It was Joe. He joined him in the mirror. His wide body being too big to fit in the small frame of it.

“Wow, I can’t believe it. My best friend is getting married.” Joe placed his hands on Vito’s shoulders. “I was beginning to believe that you’d be needing to blend your food up before you eat it before you’d get to this day.”

“Oh, fuck you. I don’t see you with a ring on your finger.” Vito pointed out, gesturing towards Joe’s ring finger.

“I’m not a one woman type of man.”

“I’m not either, but look at me now.”

“That’s because you’re a one man type of man.”

Vito laughed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

Marty was the next to enter the room to let them know that Henry was ready.

“You ready?” Joe asked, smiling.

“Yeah, I’m ready.” He adjusted his blazer.

They waited behind the doors to the aisle. Joe was going to be the one to walk him down the aisle. Francesca was his first choice, but she declined. She was still pissed about what happened between him and her husband and even more so when she discovered it was a man he was marrying. It was a punch to his face when the realization his mother wouldn’t be there to see him get married hit him. Hearing his sister wasn’t even going to show her face was a shot in the back. He felt his eyes beginning to sting as tears began to well up. Noticing, Joe poked his head through the door and told them to wait.

He cupped his giant hands around his face. “What’s the matter, Vito? You want me to call it off?”

“N-No. It’s just…Francesca,” he simply said, knowing that Joe would get what he meant without needing more context.

“Aww, that’s what got you so worked up. C’mere.” Joe pulled him into a hug.

When his face was completely hidden from the world, he released the tears he was trying to hold back. Joe rubbed his back slowly and gently. Vito couldn’t sit there and cry forever. He needed to get out there. He pulled away from the hug and wiped his face with a handkerchief he kept in his pocket in case he needed it.

“You done?” Joe questioned.

“Yeah, and Joe? Lay off the fucking cologne. You don’t need to use the whole bottle,” Vito complained.

“Hey, I wanted to smell nice. Special events require special scents,” he responded.

Vito rolled his eyes. Joe gave them the go ahead. The traditional wedding music started. Vito wrapped his arm around Joe’s and puffed his chest out to straighten his posture. He and Joe exchanged a final look before the doors opened. The guests stood, all facing towards him and Joe. Henry was at the end of the aisle. A proud smile spread across his face, making wrinkles appear at the corners of his eyes.

Vito and Joe sauntered down the aisle. Many things were going through his head. None of them were regret. He thought about their honeymoon to Paris, moving to a bigger and better house, and, when the time was right, adopting a few kids. Marrying Henry would bring his life back into the right direction.

He was at the end of the aisle, inches away from Henry now. Joe handed him over, giving both of them a wink prior to going to stand with the other groomsmen behind Henry. Henry and Vito joined their hands, staring into his eyes as the officiant started his speech. Now, they were at the boring part. Vito pretty much tuned out the officiant and kept his focused on Henry, only tuning in when they got to the part where they had to read their vows.

Henry was first. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and began reading.

“Vittorio Antonio Scaletta. The moment Joe introduced me to you at Freddy’s Bar was the moment I decided you were the one. You accepting my hand in marriage proved to me that you was the one.

6 years we were apart. 6 lonely years I had. The skies were grey, and the clouds weeped. The grass had turned to a dirty yellow color. It seemed like, without you, the world had lost its color and liveliness. Seeing how dull everything had became without your presence made me not want to live in a world like that ever again.

You are the rays of light that emits from the sun. You are the waves crashing onto the coastline. You are the breeze that blows through my hair on a windy day. You are the oxygen I breathe. You are my reason to continue to push through this tough life, which is why I love every part of you.

Thank you for giving me the chance to spend the rest of my life with you as my husband.”

Henry was crying by the end. Vito wanted to kiss him right there. It took everything inside of him to sit and wait for that.

Vito didn’t write his vows down. He wanted his to come naturally.

“Before you came into my life, I was confused. I didn’t know what to do with my newfound freedom. You have helped me time and time again to get rid of that confusion. You helped me get a job, you gave me a shoulder to cry on, and, most importantly, you gave me love.

My mother always told me growing up that ‘True love is not just in the moments we cherish but in the silent promises we hold in the spaces between them.’

My silent promises to you was to always guarantee your happiness and make sure you were never wanting for anything.

Henry Tomasino, thank you for choosing me to spend the rest of our lives together. I love you and will never stop loving you.”

Vito used the handkerchief to wipe his face again, then assisted Henry with wiping his. Afterwards, they exchanged rings one step away from sealing the deal.

“Do you, Henry Tomasino, take Vittorio Antonio Scaletta, to be your wedded husband?” The officiant asked.

Henry took in a deep sigh. “I do.”

“Do you, Vittorio Antonio Scaletta, take Henry Tomasino to be your wedded husband?”

“I do.”

“I now pronounce you two under your titles of husbands. You may end with a kiss.”

Neither of them hesitated. They kissed, settling their future as a married couple. The guests clapped. Vito and Henry joined a hands and marched down the aisle, heading to the limousine that’ll take them to the venue where the reception would take place. The ushers opened the doors. As soon as they stepped foot outside of the church, shots started ringing from an unknown black vehicle behind the limo. Henry tackled Vito to the ground. Joe shot at the armed men, who hurried down the street.

When the shots had quieted, Henry still hadn’t got up from on top of him. Vito managed to push his body off him. To his horror, Vito was covered in blood, but not his own. Henry’s face was contorted in agony. His black suit stained in red.

“Oh my god! He’s fucking dead. Henry’s dead!” Vito yelled, scooting back in terror.

Joe helped him up from the ground. “Oh my fuck! Who would do something like this?”

Vito breathed heavily, hoping this was a nightmare that he hadn’t woken up from. Henry was dead. They hadn’t even been married for 20 seconds and he was already dead. Vito didn’t know what to do. He was too much in shock to cry. There was a million things he expected to happen and this wasn’t one of them. Vito fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands.

“Henry…” was the last word he uttered before the world went dark.

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Vito jolted awake. Body covered in sweat and goosebumps. He looked next to him, expecting Henry to be right there asleep, but he wasn’t. The mattress was empty. It’d been two days since Henry’s funeral and Vito couldn’t grasped into the fact that he was dead. Every morning he woke up believing that Henry was somewhere else in the house only to be slapped with the fact that he wasn’t. He was buried six feet under the ground.

There was a knock at the door. Vito climbed out of bed and put on his robe. He opened the door. Joe was on the other side in his loud outfit like always.

“What are you doing here, Joe?” Vito asked, walking over to the coffee machine.

“My daily routine of checking up on you. You were saying some pretty scary things during the funeral,” Joe explained, entering the house.

Since the funeral, Joe had been stopping by and calling in to check on his wellbeing. Vito had trouble remembering what’s been happening for the past week. What Joe was saying could be true, but he couldn’t recall.

Vito handed Joe his cup of coffee. He took a sip, enjoying the short-lived warmth of the beverage.

“Why, Joe? Why did this have to happen?” Vito questioned as if Joe knew the answer.

“I don’t know. But we’ll find the assholes who did it and give them hell.” Joe banged his hand on the table.

Vito took another swig of his coffee. When he turned his head for a short second, he caught a glimpse of a picture on the mantle of the fireplace. It was of him and Henry. He was kissing Henry on his cheek while Henry was smiling into the camera.

#mafia 2 #vito scaletta #henry tomasino #joe barbaro #vito x henry #leo galante #one shot #mafia trilogy #henry/vito

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butterflykisses86 · 3 years ago

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Yeahhh...Imma need Joseph Quinn to stay in the Netflix Universe and find a way into the Bridgerton universe. Regency Era Joseph Quinn is right there. Let him play Michael and have him rift with Johnathan Bailey, and the Lukes.

#joseph quinn #joe quinn #eddie munson #francesca x michael #francesca bridgerton #bridgeton netflix #bridgerton #michael stirling #when he was wicked

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goldheartedsky · 3 years ago

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I really needed to write this prequel to set up a lot of the backstory that will happen in the sequel to Fireproof, but also to give some justice to our main antagonist.

Chapter One on Ao3

#the old guard #my fic #Francesca deserved better #joe x nicky #fireproof

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seance · 4 years ago

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— INFERNO, CANTO V (english translation by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

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tommytranselo · 4 years ago

Conversation

francesca: your boyfriend joe called while you were out.

vito: you mean best friend?

francesca: ...no.

#no source i'm just fucking around #incorrect quotes #mafia 2 #francesca scaletta #vito scaletta #vito x joe

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imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl · 4 years ago

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Love On-Set (Pt. 09 of 10)

Pairing: Dacre Montgomery X Reader

Word count: 2.9 K

Summary: You knew acting on Stranger Things season 3 would be a challenge, and you also knew, from the start, you'd have to work closely with Dacre Montgomery. But is wasn't a big deal for you, since this is your job and you're determined to act professionally. You had it all figured out, or so you thought, until the moment you were out face to face with Dacre. Then, this job became a lot harder than it was supposed to be, since you can't seem to focus whenever you're around Dacre. And you'll have to be around him a lot until the end of production.

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{Dacre Montgomery Masterlist}

{Stranger Things Masterlist}

The Heart Is A Wild Creature

The good part is that you passed out more from exhaustion than from the metal bar hitting your face, and the wound on the apple of your cheek is small. The bad part is that you have a concussion, and the doctor said you have to rest for ten days. Which means the shooting will be frozen for all this time. You tried telling them you're fine, because you feel fine putting aside the headache, but James said he won't put you through all the stress of shooting at the risk of getting you more hurt than you are now.

So there's nothing else to do. After you shower and change out of Amy's outfit, you head out of the dressing room happy to find only Dacre by the door and not everyone else. They were pretty worried, talking all at the same time and pissing off the doctor more than once. Giving Dacre a small smile, you watch as he takes the bag from your hand.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, a hand on the small of your back as he guides you through the set.

“The headache is fading thanks to the painkillers but every now and then I feel dizzy.” Shrugging your shoulders, you touch the small wound on your cheek. “Who would guess such a small thing would give me a freaking concussion.“

“James said someone miscalculated something.” You can see your trailer at a distance, and you brace yourself when a cold wind blows. “He was mad. It could get someone badly hurt, maybe even killed.”

“I bet he fired the guy.”

“On the spot.”

When you get to your trailer, you go straight to the bed, resisting the urge to just throw yourself on it, and instead just lying down carefully. “A freaking concussion. Can you believe that?” Hugging a pillow, you lie on your stomach. Dacre soon joins you, lying on his side so he can look at you.

“You scared the hell out of me,” Dacre says, and you move to be on your side too. In the last two weeks or so, you've been sharing his hotel room, as well as his bed. So you're used to this proximity, but it doesn't mean you don't feel a little nervous.

“I got pretty scared too.” You mutter, looking at your hands. “Ten days off. It's way too much.”

“Yeah, I was kinda hoping the shootings would be over soon.” His tone changes and you furrow your eyebrows. You want it to end too, to get some well-deserved vacation after these rough months. You don't even know if you'll be called for the next season, since Amy's ending is still a mystery. James won't tell until you have to shoot the scene. The same goes for Billy.

“Why? I mean, I want some vacation too, but... It sounds like you have some other reason.” It might be sleep overwhelming you, or the trailer that decided to spin around, but you move closer to him, hiding your face on the crook of his neck. “You're warm.”

“Let me...” Trying not to move too much, Dacre pulls the blankets, wrapping them around both of you. “I just want us to go back to LA. So we could have, Uhm... A normal life, you know. Go out on dates without worrying about rushing back to a hotel.”

He's right. Going out now is always a mess. You barely have time, and you're either rushing to get to set or to the hotel and somehow manage to get some sleep and be well-rested for the next day. “It would be nice, but...” You can't help but think about it. What you have with Dacre is good, is amazing, but it's not official. People on the internet are talking about it since there are new pictures of you two together being posted on Instagram on a daily basis. But that's them, and this is you. Two different things entirely.

“What?” He mutters, and you wonder how long it'll take until you fall asleep.

“I was just thinking that... We're... You know...” Your cheeks are burning, and you're thankful he can't see it now.

“You know you can tell me everything.” His voice sounds distant now, and you only mutter something in response, your head spinning a little as you breathe in deeply, sleep overcoming you.

“Yeah... We should be dating by now, but that's ok.” Whispering, you lazily pull the blankets closer. “But I'll get some sleep now. Love you.” Then you let your body sink into a peaceful, calming sleep.

•••

You're aware of the sunlight, coming through the window and making you close your eyes tighter. You don't want to wake up yet, and since the first thing that comes to your mind was that metal thing hitting you in the face, you know you won't be shooting anything today. So why bother? It's probably pretty early yet. Pulling the blanket over your head, some undistinguished chattering fills your ears, and you furrow your eyebrows. Who's being so loud this early in the morning? And why are they hanging around so close to your trailer?

“Oh, my.” A low voice says, and it is very, very close. But it can't be Dacre. Dacre hasn't even moved yet.

Slowly, you push the blanket away, raising your head from Dacre's chest just to check what's going on. But when you see a bunch of people by the end of the bed, standing like a small crowd of idiots, you're suddenly wide awake, sitting up straight, a yell caught up on your throat as your sleepy brain struggles to process what's going on. “What. The hell!” You shout at your co-stars, who also seem to be a little surprised. Joe and Gaten have their eyes wide, Natalia is just smirking, and Noah and Charlie are exchanging a glance. You're still working on why they have this stupid look on their faces when the mattress moves as Dacre sits up as well. Then you already know.

“I knew something was going on but... Guys...” Joe mumbles and your eyes get when Noah picks up his phone, turning the camera at you.

“Gimme that!” You yell, crawling through the bed and grabbing Noah's phone as he tries to set it free from your hands. It doesn't take much until you're both laughing, trying to make each other fall.

“Hey, hey. Both of you.” Dacre raises his voice, and soon enough he's separating the two of you, but you smile victoriously since Noah's phone ends up in your possession. “You can't move like that. You have a concussion, remember?”

“I'm alright.” As you say it, you feel yourself losing balance. Holding on to Dacre, you shrug your shoulders. “A little dizzy, but besides that, I'm ok.” Quickly, you go through Noah's camera, happily noticing he didn't have time to take any pictures. “Here. Better luck next time.”

“I'll be ready.” He says with a smile.

“Hey, my people. The van is waiting.” Millie shouts and moving to the side a little, you see as she opens the door and comes in. So that's how they got in. You didn't lock the door last night.

“Millie you're not gonna believe it.” Noah starts, running off, away from where you could reach.

“Well, we just came to say that the van is ready to take us back to the hotel.” Joe, being the idiot he always is, teasing the hell out of you, says in a fake, mean voice. “You're very welcome.”

Rolling your eyes, you wait for them to leave before gathering your stuff. You decide to take it all back to the hotel since it'll be ten days until you have to get back here. You also wait for Dacre to do the same, and you're happy to know that nobody noticed his things are here too. Then you head to the van, holding on his arm because he basically forced you too, despite you feeling completely well. You both take the usual sit, on the back, ignoring people's stare. Well, you're ignoring and blushing, trying not to let them see it.

But something is off. All the way to the hotel, Dacre is silent, thoughtful. When you're nearby, just about to enter the parking lot, you lightly elbow him. “Hey... Is everything alright?”

He nods, giving you a small smile. “Yes, it's just... Remember when I said you talk in your sleep?”

“Remember when I told you not to listen?” You feel relieved when he giggles.

“Well, it's more like when you're almost falling asleep. It's cute, actually.” As he speaks, the van stops and you move to get out. “But you said something important and we need to talk about it.”

“Ok.” Swallowing hard, you nervously run a hand through your hair.

In the elevator, you keep up with the small talk, managing even to make sassy comments at Francesca. But when you get to the hotel room, you can't help but try to remember what you might have said, but nothing comes to your head. Biting your lip and taking a deep breath, you leave your luggage on the hall that leads to the bedroom and moves to sit on the couch. Dacre joins you soon after, and when he opens his mouth to speak, your phone starts ringing.

“Sorry. I'll just hang up.”

“It's alright. You can answer it.”

“Are you sure?” Holding your phone towards him so he can see it's Natalia. Whenever Natalia calls, it's not just to say something.

“Yeah.”

Squinting your eyes at his expression, you answer the call, bringing the phone to your ear. “Hey, Nat. What's up?”

“Where the hell are you?” She basically yells, and there's a laughing Millie on the background, saying something you can't understand. “We knocked on your door and this completely random person showed up.”

“Oh...” You haven't told them yet, but you probably should. Giving Dacre a glance, he furrows his eyebrows, a question on his eyes. “I... I kinda checked out of my room and then checked in to another room.” The sentence sounds a little confusing, and you roll your eyes at Dacre's fun expression.

“And why haven't you said anything? Where are you?”

“Uhm...” Looking down, you feel the heat spreading through your cheeks. “Do I really have to say...?”

There's a moment of silence before Natalia takes a deep breath. “She's in Dacre's room.” She mutters, probably to Millie before hanging up. They won't let this go. Ever.

“I think they're coming here.”

“You think? I'm sure.”

“Dacre, I–”

“Hey, relax, alright.” He cuts you short, leaning closer to place a sweet kiss on your lips. “I promise what I want to talk about isn't bad.” You breathe out, relieved. “So let's see what they want and we can talk later. We kinda have a lot of time in the next ten days.”

“Alright.” Taking a deep breath you move to get the door, and when you open it, Natalia, Millie, and Sadie are coming from the elevator. “Hey, girls.”

“I can't believe you let me knock on someone else's door.” Natalia starts as Millie gives you a meaningful stare before just walking inside with Sadie.

“I didn't know they'd give my room to someone so quickly.”

“Since when you've been sleeping here?”

“A while...” When you try to remember exactly when, your head starts pounding a little harder, so you just give up.

“Look, I was promised a group reunion, movie night, and room service.” Sadie raises her voice from the inside, and both you and Nat move to the living room. “Can we get this going?”

Sadie got what she was promised. A few moments later everyone is here, fighting about which movies you'll be watching and then fighting over what you'll eat. Dacre has to tell them to keep it low every time someone's voice starts rising, but you wouldn't mind if it wasn't for the headache.

Hours later, after three movies already, Gaten joins Millie on an Instagram live. And of course, since you're the newest couple, even though you're not official, she turns the camera at you and Dacre, seated on the couch with his arm around your shoulders. She talks about the accident and how Dacre, apparently too far from you, ran like a lightning bolt when he saw the metal bar hitting you. And you really hope her phone camera won't get that you're blushing.

“Alright, people. I love you, but I gotta go...” She waves at the camera, smiling and spinning around so everyone has a chance to wave too. “But let's end this with a kiss from our OTP. What do you think?”

It doesn't take a genius to know who she's talking about. “If we do this, it'll become public so we should just–”

“Look at them. So cozy together.” She sing-songs, gesturing for you to get it done. “C'mon. Kiss the girl.”

You were just about to protest, to say anything to make her let it go when Dacre's hand come to your chin, pulling you close until his lips connect to yours. You weren't planning on kissing him right back, since it'd be better to just keep it simple, but it's stronger than you. And there's this thing in your head that turns everything off the moment Dacre's lips touch yours. So you're quickly deepening the kiss, a hand holding the collar of his shirt.

“Uhm... Alright, alright.” Millie says, and it makes you pull away with your cheeks burning. “That was even better than I thought, so... Goodbye, everyone.” When she ends the live, she gives you a stare and a smirk, to which you roll your eyes. “When are the two of you becoming official? I expect a formal announcement.”

“You're very nosy, did you know that?” Dacre says and Millie shows off her tongue. “Well, I don't know if you guys have any plans for tonight, but I do, so...”

“Are you kicking us out?” Gaten asks, crossing his arms.

“Good to know you got it.”

“They're planning a romantic night, that's so cute,” Sadie adds, making everyone mutter something stupid at the two of you.

Even so, it takes half an hour for the last conversations to end and for the whole group to leave. When you close the door after saying goodbye to Noah and Finn, you make your way back to the living room.

“Alright. I'm dying over here so let's just talk. What did I say?”

“You said you love me.” Dacre just bursts out from his place, standing by the coffee table.

You don't know what to say. It's too early for that... Right? Even though you have this feeling, it's way too early to let him know that. Biting your lip, you look down, unable to sustain his stare. “Oh...” Nervously, you run a hand through your hair. “I'm sorry. I know it's too early for this, I just–”

“Do you?” He cuts you off, sitting beside you.

“Do I what?” It's a stupid question, but it comes out anyway.

“Do you love me?” With his index finger under your chin, Dacre lifts up your head until you're staring into this amazing ocean blue eyes.

There's no other possible answer, just the truth. The overwhelming, crushing truth. You've been trying to hold back your feelings, but the heart is a wild creature, or so they say, and it wants what it wants. It loves who it loves, and nobody can control it. “Yes.” You mutter, voice weak and low because wild hearts can also be broken, and that's the last thing you want. “I know it's too early to say that, but when I'm sleepy the words just come out and I can't control them.”

A laugh escapes his lips. “I've been telling myself to hold back. That it was too early to call it love but I guess it's just how it's supposed to be with us.”

“What... What do you mean?”

“I'm completely, wholeheartedly in love with you and I never thought it was even possible to love someone this much.” Dacre cups your cheeks, placing a delicate kiss on your nose. “I know it happened fast, and quite unusual if you ask me, but it was perfect. The truth is that the only reason why I went to talk to you on your first day on set was because I couldn't stop thinking about you since we shoot that scene for season 2.” As he speaks, a smile comes to your lips. Not in a million years you'd think you'd catch Dacre's eyes. “It took a hell of a long time, and that love at first sight thing was wearing off but when I saw you again... It came back like an avalanche. So I had to go and talk to you and ever since... You're everything I can think about.”

“So...” Biting back a smile, you wrap your arms around his neck. “What happens when two people are in love with each other?”

“Correct me if I'm wrong but they start dating.”

“They start dating.” You repeat, standing on your toes.

“So it's official now.” He states. “We can change our Facebook status.”

“Dacre, we don't have a Facebook account.” Giggling, you remind him, your lips brushing on his.

“Then I'll make one just so I can update my status.”

“Or you can just kiss me already and be done with it.” You suggest, smiling victoriously when his arms encircle your waist, pulling you even closer to his body.

@baker151910 @shinydixon @dreamin-of-dacre @hanoi15 @lickmymelaninn @foccus @multific @uncookspaget @kellysimagines @peakascum @thisbreakableheaven @nope-thanks

#dacre montgomery x reader #dacre montgomery imagine #dacre montgomery fanfiction #imagine dacre montgomery #dacre montgomery #imagine stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction #billy hargrove fanfiction

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FASHION After completing the New York Fashion Tech Lab‘s 12-week program, the five innovative, women-lead companies selected for the 2022 Lab celebrated their work and advancement with multiple events in New York City. The three-day affair culminated with Demo Day, where each company demonstrated the technologies and unique solutions they bring to the fashion industry.

#Throughout the 12-week session, the founders of the tech start-ups, Dress X, Greenlist, Window, Digital Village, and Squadded, all worked with 12 global fashion brands and retailers to connect tech with fashion, beauty and retail to bring innovative new ideas to the space.

#The 2022 Lab was all run virtually, so cohorts and partners met for first time in person this week when they gathered to celebrate at an intimate dinner, networking breakfast, and Demo Day during their time at the 9th Annual New York Fashion Tech Lab.

Amanda Seyfried Stole the Show in a Cherry Red Mini Dress and Matching Heels at the Tribeca Film Festival

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Amanda Seyfried Stole the Show in a Cherry Red Mini Dress and Matching Heels at the Tribeca Film Festival

American fashion designer Bill Blass is quoted as once saying, “When in doubt, wear red,” and it seems Amanda Seyfried got that memo as she headed to the Tribeca Film Festival this weekend. The Dropout actress stole the show in a bright red mini dress and matching heels, which she showed off while walking the red carpet at the premiere of the film 88.

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Seyfried was spotted in a dress from the Carolina Herrera Resort 2023 Collection, which was paired with a matching set of strappy heels. The look was put together by L.A. stylist Elizabeth Stewart, with the help of Francesca Seykora and Jordan Grossman. Meanwhile, Seyfried's wavy hairstyle was done by Renato Campora, while her makeup was applied by Genevieve Herr.

Seyfried's designer dress included thin shoulder straps and a heart-shaped bust, while the front was stitched to look like a wrapped design. Meanwhile, there was a petticoat layered underneath on the back side of the dress, which added significant volume and created a tutu-like effect.

Stewart shared a series of videos to her Instagram account, where Seyfried is seen modeling the dress prior to arriving at the film festival. In the first video, the Mamma Mia! star walks up a flight of stairs and gives the viewer a twirl, while the second video shows Seyfried playing with the petticoat on her dress as she descends in an elevator.

Seyfried's makeup artist also shared a post that compiled photos from before the event, and her clip featured a very fitting background song, with “Red Dress” by Lucy Hale and Joe Nichols playing throughout.

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Episode 327

Comic Reviews:

Wonder Woman: Black and Gold 6 by Christos Gage, Michael Conrad, Sheena Howard, Liam Sharp, Marguerite Sauvage, Kevin Maguire, Jamal Campbell, Noah Bailey, Adriano Lucas

Marvel

Black Panther 1 by John Ridley, Juann Cabal, Federico Blee

Hulk 1 by Donny Cates, Ryan Ottley, Frank Martin

Hawkeye: Kate Bishop 1 by Marieke Nijkamp, Enid Balam, Oren Junior, Brittany Peer

Star Wars: Life Day 1 by Cavan Scott, Ivan Fiorelli, Chris Sotomayor, Ariana Maher, Justina Ireland, Georges Jeanty, Victor Olazaba, Pete Pantazis, Steve Orlando, Paul Fry, Alex Sinclair, Jody Houser, Kei Zama, Ruth Redmon

X-Force Killshot Anniversary Special 1 by Rob Liefeld, Chad Bowers, Bryan Valenza, Federico Blee, Mirza Wirawan

Amazing Spider-Man 79 by Cody Ziglar, Michael Dowling, Jesus Aburtov

Infinity Comics: It's Jeff by Kelly Thompson, Gurihiru

Infinity Comics: Lucky the Pizza Dog by Jason Loo

Image

Grrl Scouts: Stone Ghost 1 by Jim Mahfood

SFSX Vol 2 by Tina Horn, G Romero-Johnson

Dark Horse

Joy Operations 1 by Brian Michael Bendis, Stephen Byrne

Cats! Purrfect Strangers GN by Frederic Brremaud, Paola Antista, Cecilia Giumento

IDW

Star Wars Adventures Annual 2021 by Chip Zdarsky, Cavan Scott, Adrianna Florean, Jason Loo

AfterShock:

Miskatonic: Even Death May Die 1 by Mark Sable, Giorgio Pontrelli, Pippa Bowland

Magnetic

Carbon and Silicon 1 by Mathieu Bablet

Scout

Commander Rao 1 by Fell Hound, Jeremy Simser

Thud 1 by Bryan "Peabe" Odiamar

Mapmaker GN by Ben Slabak, Francesca Carita

Additional Reviews: Okay Witch vol 2, Doctor Strange by Aaron Vol 2, Hawkeye eps 1 and 2, Encanto, South Park: Post Covid, Doctor Who, Robin Robin, Batwoman s2, Justice League by Snyder vol 2

News: Nocterra optioned for a series, Sony making Rhino and Sandman movies, Ho Che Anderson Luke Cage cancelled, Jeff-related news, more Holland Spidey movies, new comic publishing platform, IDW loses some licenses (Transformers and GI Joe), The Recount optioned from Scout, Doctor Who speculation, Robbie Amell returns to Flash

Jurassic Park Dominion Prologue

Comics Countdown:

Radiant Black 10 by Kyle Higgins, Igor Monti, Marcelo Costa

Night of the Ghoul 2 by Scott Snyder, Francesco Francavilla

Black Hammer Reborn 6 by Jeff Lemire, Rich Rommaso, Malachi Ward, Matt Sheen

Usagi Yojimbo 24 by Stan Sakai

House of Slaughter 2 by James Tynion IV, Tate Brombal, Chris Shehan, Miquel Muerto

Thor 19 by Donny Cates, Nic Klein, Matt Wilson, Brad Anderson, Dave McCaig

Flash 776 by Jeremy Adams, Fernando Pasarin, Matt Ryan, Jeromy Cox

Decorum 8 by Jonathan Hickman, Mike Huddleston

Time Before Time 7 by Rory McConville, Declan Shalvey, Joe Palmer, Chris O'Halloran

Robin 8 by Joshua Williamson, Max Dunbar, Gleb Melnikov, Hi-Fi

Check out this episode!

#comics #podcast #podernfamily #rabbittstew

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Courtney’s Crisis Writing Challenge

So yeah as I’m sure all of you are aware of by now I’m having a crisis

and I figured what better way to deal with an emotional crisis than to do a writing challenge and read all the wonderful thing’s y’all can write to distract myself from my ever-growing list of responsibilities

maybe i should change it to Courtney’s Procrastination and Existential Worry Writing Challenge instead

ANYWAY

This is a whole-ass mega writing challenge, going across ALL the people I’ve ever written for and all the people I lowkey want to write for/kinda have a current obsession/love for atm

I’ll give a full comprehensive list below the rules

But yeah this is going to have an English Literature theme bc I’m a nerd like that and have been reading too many books lately, again, to distract myself

So the prompts are split into three categories - “The Heartbreakingly Beautiful”, “The Hilariously Relateable” and “Fuck I’m Drowning In Fluff”

yeah the categories are just what went through my mind when I read the things these authors wrote

The Rules

1) You don’t have to be following me but it would be nice because I’m lonely and want friends plz

2) If your piece of writing is over 500 words, please use the ‘read more’ feature

3) Reblog this post to get the word out (and tag anyone who may be interested!)

4) It’s going to be one person per prompt but if needed I can add more prompts

5) Smut is fine but please leave warnings as appropriate (THOUGH NO UNDERAGE CHARACTER SMUT THANKS)

6) On the back of that one, no inappropriate pairings pleaseeeeee

7) Also please make sure you leave appropriate warnings at the beginnings of fics if any sensitive subjects are brought up (e.g. mental health etc)

8) Ships and OC’s are welcome

9) Tag me in your writing! - on any of my blogs or all three if you’re keen whoooo

10) Use the hashtag #CourtsCrisisWC

11) If you want to enter send me an ask with the prompt you want and the pairing you’ll be writing it with - again the ask can be sent to either of my writing blogs

12) The deadline for this is 15th December (this can be extended if y’all need it)

Characters/People/Pairings

Okay so imma split this section into parts real quick

Main Blog

1) Pretty much anyone from the MCU is welcome - with the exception of Tony Stark and Clint Barton

2) Tom Holland & Harrison Osterfield and HOCO cast and the Holland boys (NOT PADDY)

3) Any of Les Amis

4) The characters from Peaky Blinders as well

5) Poly ships (e.g. Steve x Reader x Bucky or Tom x Reader x Harrison)

Side Blog

1) Ben Hardy (+ Warren Worthington)

2) Joe Mazzello (+ Eugene Sledge, Gardner Langway, Pat Murray, Dr Tim Murphy)

3) Gwilym Lee (+ Charlie Nelson)

4) (BoRhap!)Queen members (Freddie only platonically)

5) Roger x Reader x Ben

6) Joe x Reader x Ben

7) The Hargreeves Children (older!Five only)

8) Richard Madden (+ David Budd, Robb Stark, Prince Kit)

9) Taron Egerton (+ Eggsy)

10) Rocketman!Bernie Taupin and Ray Williams

11) Smosh Members

12) Jake Gyllenhaal (+ all his various characters)

13) Chris Evans (+ Ari Levinson, Frank Adler)

Just For Funsies (i.e. current obsessions I don’t officially write for but lowkey want to)

1) Ashton Irwin

2) Calum Hood

3) Sebastian Stan (+ Chris Beck)

tbh y’all can just send me a person and I’ll let you know if I’m cool with you writing for them but judging by this list I think you can rest fairly assured that I’m going to be okay with whoever you want to write for

Prompts

The Heartbreakingly Beautiful

“I have measured out my life in coffee spoons” - The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S Eliot // the most beautiful and wonderful poem ever written don’t fight me on this // ( @writingsoftheloser w/ BLANK)

“I am so busy keeping my head above water that I scarcely know who I am, much less who anyone else is” - The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do you start missing everybody” - The Catcher In The Rye by J.D Salinger ( @takenbyheartstrings w/ Peter Parker)

“I should have made it as hard for you to leave me as it is now for me to leave you” - Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë ( @bensakindofmagic w/ Ben Hardy)

"The universe is bigger than anything that can fit into your mind." - Love Letters To The Dead by Ava Dellaira ( @petersfreckles w/ Peter Parker)

“You never forget the face of the person that is your last hope” - The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins ( @tom-holland-stuff w/ BLANK)

“Hope may be the thing that pulls you forward (may be the thing that keeps you going) but that it’s painful and dangerous and risky it’s making a dare to the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?” - The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness

“We can't fight another person's battle, no matter how much we want to.” - Holding Up The Universe by Jenifer Niven

“I'm sure I never used to be so sensitive. I think it is due to this nervous condition.” - The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.” - Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh

The Hilariously and Painfully Relatable

“As far as I'm concerned, I came out of the womb spouting cynicism and wishing for rain.” - Solitaire by Alice Oseman

“Real courage is when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.” - To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

"And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good." - East of Eden by John Steinbeck ( @queen-paladin w/ Joe/Eugene/Charlie/Les Amis boy)

"We cross our bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that once our eyes watered." - Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard ( @lilulo-12 w/ Bucky)

"It's just that…I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is." - The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen ( @sataninsatin w/ Detective Loki)

“It was books that made me feel that I was not completely alone” - The Night Circus by Erin Mogenstern

“Was there some kind of rule against drop kicking arseholes in the face? Probably. They always had rules against things that needed to be done” - Made You Up by Francesca Zappia

“I would challenge you to a battle of wits but I see you are unarmed” - Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare ( @icantspellanything w/ Poe Dameron)

“Some people are born with an ear for music, some people are born with a talent for drawing, some people...have a built-in radar that tells them where a comma needs to go in a sentence.” - Our Chemical Hearts by Krystal Sutherland

“Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.” I Am The Messenger by Marcus Zusak

Fuck I’m Drowning In Fluff

“You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you” - Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin ( @mavalenovaninagavi w/ Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker)

“I love her, and that’s the beginning and end of everything” - The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Flitzgerald ( @angiefangirlworld-2 w/ Ben Hardy)

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” - Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë ( @fichoe21 w/ Bucky)

"The curves of your lips rewrite history." - Picture Of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde ( @sarahp879 w/ Bucky)

"[BLANK] was right. [They] never looked nice. [They] looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something." - Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell ( @writing-of-a-british-bitch w/ Eggsy/Warren)

“Here’s my secret. It’s quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eye.” - The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

“Love is worth everything. Everything.” - Everything Everything by Nicola Yoon

“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.” - Great Expectations by Charles Dickens ( @natdoesthings w/ Jake Gyllenhaal)

“I just want you to know that you’re very special and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has” - The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chebowsky ( @d-is-for-delightfull w/ Enjolras)

“Don’t you understand? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!” - Peter Pan by J.M Barrie

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Bootleg Masterpost

Hi party people! I’m a new trader and have a small collection of stuffs that I want you all to know about in case you’re interested in anything or would like to trade! Feel free to msg me! <3 <3

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Bridges of Madison County| March 9, 2014

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Carousel | April 26, 2013 | Lincoln Centre Production

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Dear Evan Hansen| Oct 19, 2018 | LA Opening Night

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Laura Benanti (Louise), Patti LuPone(Rose), Leigh Ann Larkin(Rose), Boyd Gaines (Herbie), Tony Yazbek(Tulsa), Alison Fraser (Tessie Tura), Leonora Nemetz (Mazeppa), Marilyn Caskey (Electra)

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Lin-Manuel Miranda, Phillipa Soo, Leslie Odom Jr, Renee Elise Goldsberry, Christopher Jackson, Daveed Diggs, Okieriete Onaodowan, Anthony Ramos, Jasmine Cephas Jones, Jonathan Groff, Sydney James Harcourt, Daniel J Watts, Neil Haskell, Ephraim Sykes.

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Priscilla Queen of the Desert| March 6, 2011

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Happy new year, my mates wanted a Joe and Dianne fic but I wrote this instead cos 7 years on and I still can’t give up Carolly fic, yipes.

As easy as breathing, carolly rpf

It was strange really, like going back in a time warp. She was good friends with Dee so she saw Dermot more often than she would have otherwise. She had got used to Dermot. But now Gary was here, Gary who she hadn’t seen since Xtra. He hadn’t been there for half of it, he had no idea. And yet here he was, singing in Dee and Dermot’s lounge, women screaming at him, the memories flooding back, and all she could think about was Olly.

Gary finishes up ‘Greatest Day’, beaming around at the assembled audience, always happy to be in front of a crowd, and starts to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ as Dermot wobbles out of the kitchen with a candle loaded cake.

After the singing and the applause dies down to a chatter filled hum, Gary makes his way over to Caroline and bundles her up in a hug. He smells the same and only then does she realise she’s remembered how Gary Barlow smells this entire time. Olly had joked about getting the same aftershave as him to get all the ladies swooning but Caroline had protested, having got used to Olly’s scent and the comfort and allure it brought her.

‘Long time no see Caroline’

‘Indeed it is Captain’

Gary grins at the nickname

‘How have you been?’ he enquires

‘I’ve been fine’ she nods to herself, staring at the ground

‘How have you really been?’ Gary says gently and she wants to start crying there and then, at her friend’s birthday with her childhood crush asking after her. She should be happy.

And yet, she was still recovering from her broken heart. Andrew had burrowed deep, set up camp, made her think it was forever and then he had shattered her into a million pieces. She had thought he was different, she had thought so wrong.

Even without Andrew, there is Olly. Olly, who without contest, remained the love of her life. She had loved Andrew, she knows she had, she still did but it was nothing compared to how she felt for Olly, still did.

And with Gary and Dermot and Dee surrounding her, it was hard to fight against the wave of feelings currently brewing up inside her, the onslaught of memories that she couldn’t escape. They had only just started talking again. They were making tentative steps forward, they wanted to be back to where they were before X Factor.

But what did that even mean? He was still with Francesca before X. She was still in turmoil over Jack. Their lives had been upended during the whole thing and they had fought solace in each other. And then it had all exploded, far too much damage to repair. So they had run, the pair of them. They had ignored each other and acted like it had never happened. But of course it had, if it hadn’t happened, they would still speak, catch up every now and then, tweet each other, follow each other on social media, talk to each other at events. But no, there was none of that, there was nothing for two years, almost three.

It was the letter, she knows that. If she had known before, that writing a not so secret love letter to him in a publication, maybe she would have done it sooner. Hired a skywriter to fly over his Essex manor ‘Being with you was as easy as breathing’. And it had been, so easy. Being around him, sleeping with him, falling into kisses, falling into bed, into oblivion. Everything else felt like walking through fog, through criticism and hate and a world screaming nothing but negativity at them. But then they’d be in bed, just them, just bliss and the rest of it would all fall away. They stuck their heads in the sand, it felt worth it. It was so good, it was euphoria between cotton sheets, ecstasy beyond anything she had known before.

Of course, all good things had to come to an end. And come to an end they did, gradually, bit by bit before it all exploded. She had thought he had loved her too. She had thought it was forever, he didn’t know how to do forever. They didn’t know how to stop after X, the sex was that good. But after that argument, he had left her house and never come back. And after that, nothing was said at all. The new precedent was set, they weren’t to talk about it and neither of them had any idea how to repair it at all, so they didn’t even try.

The letter had been a white flag calling out to him. ‘Being with you was as easy as breathing’. She wanted it back, she wanted her air back, her lungs and heart to fill to full capacity. And now that Andrew had gone, her hopes had started fluttering again. Could they repair it? Could they try again? Could they make it work this time?

Coming back to reality, Caroline smiles at Gary

‘I’ll be ok, I know I will’

‘Course you will’ he says with affirmation ‘so how’s Olly, seen him lately?’

‘No I haven’t actually, it’s been a while’

‘What happened there? I always thought you two were soulmates, the real thing’ Gary smiles ‘you reminded me of me and Dawn’

Caroline gives him a watery smile back

‘I remember you saying before’

He had, during the very early days of 2011, she knew Gary wanted them together just as everyone else did, he said it often.

‘Stuff happened, life happened’ she takes a breath ‘a lot happened’

Gary reaches over and gives her arm a reassuring squeeze

‘You’ll figure it out, you’re meant to be you two, that always figures itself out’

----

They haven’t properly met up yet. It had mostly been texts and calls. She didn’t know if his reasoning was the same as hers, that they knew what would happen if they ended up alone together again. She didn’t really see how that could be a bad thing.

Beyond that, they both knew whatever they wanted to say would be harder face to face, they hadn’t properly discussed any of it yet. What happened during X, what happened after X. How being with him was as easy as breathing. ‘Hope you don’t mind that I admitted to being in love with you in Cosmo’

She calls him in the taxi home from Dee’s

‘Hey Caz’

‘Hey Ols’

Even that made her heart glow. Caz and Ols, how they’d been from the start.

‘Everything alright? I thought you were at Dee’s birthday?’

‘Yeah I was, I’m heading home now’ she pauses, summoning up the bravery she needs ‘so are you free soon? To like meet up?’

‘Anything for you Caz’

She inhales some courage

‘Are you free tomorrow?’

----

She spends the afternoon hoovering. She isn’t really sure why, she has a thought in the back of her mind that they can’t have sex on a dirty floor. They’d had to deal with a few carpet burns during X and that was from the Hilton which had perfectly luxurious carpet. She didn’t think they had any chance on her wooden floors and assorted rugs.

She had left Ruby with Jo, she didn’t need disruptions for this, her nerves could barely handle it as it was. They had to talk, had to really talk and the thought alone of that terrified her.

‘So, you know you broke my heart right? Utterly beyond repair. And I ended up with some dickhead instead of you. Who also broke my heart. But now I want you back because my god I miss you, I miss the sex, I miss it all being as easy as breathing. So don’t break my heart again ok?’

The doorbell rings.

---

She can feel her heart jump out of her chest the moment she opens the door. He is starting there looking at the ground, scuffing his shoes, a sheepish look on his face. He turns to face her as the door opens and she can’t quite read his expression.

‘Hey Ols’ she smiles shyly, acting far calmer than she feels ‘come on in’

‘Y’alright Caz?’ he smiles at her, follows her in and closes the door ‘nice place you have here’

‘Thanks’ she twists her hands between her, staring at his shoes, unable to meet his eye ‘you’ve not been here have you? I forgot’

‘No, no I haven’t, you moved after we…’ he trails off, swinging his arms like a pair of pendulums at his side, an awkward and heavy silence descending

‘After we had that raging fight at my old place after having sex for the last time and then you left and we didn’t speak for two years’ she wants to say. She can’t.

She clears her throat, her heart thudding and she offers tea, unable to think of anything else to do in this uncomfortable situation of her own making.

They sit on her sofa and hold their mugs in their hands, a warm comfort to ward off the bad feelings hanging over them.

After a few sips, Olly puts his down on her coffee table and turns to face her, she meets his eye this time, feeling the air charge

‘It was my fault, you know, why we fell out, I’ve always felt guilty about it’

She wants to be petty and question what he has to be guilty for, what exactly, the minute details. The argument of how he didn’t want a relationship, not turning up at the NTAs, how she got blasted in the press for being fired whereas he ‘left’, how he made her fall completely in love with him and then broke her heart, how he took away her air.

‘I saw Gary the other day you know’ she says and he looks confused at the abrupt change of topic

‘Barlow?’

‘Yes Barlow, he was singing at Dee’s birthday, it felt like 2011 all over again’

‘During Xtra, back when it was easy’

‘It wasn’t that easy Ols, god knows we had enough drama in 2011. We used to fight all the time’

‘It was the all the sexual tension’ he says with an inflection of joking but they both know it is true

‘Well it was, we never acted on it, all that tension flying around had to go somewhere. So we fought and we became best friends’ she lets out a sad sigh ‘we really were, you know, especially back in 2015. Even when everything was going on…’

‘When we were screwing each other senseless you mean?’

Caroline rolls her eyes at him

‘Yes that but I mean everything else, we went through such shit during X and you were the only one who really truly understood what it was like. Even without the sex, you were my best friend during those crazy months’

‘Caz…’

‘Don’t Ols, you always used to do that too, say Caz all soft and sad’

It had been like that the first time. They had been drinking at the Hilton, it was late and everyone else had gone to bed. He had broken up with Francesca only a couple of weeks previous. He looked at her, whispered her name, staring through her like he could see her soul. He had been so close and she couldn’t remember who had leaned forward but they were kissing and it felt like coming up for air.

They had gone to her room and after four years of waiting, they couldn’t get naked fast enough. They might as well as been shouting ‘finally’ along with their moans of pleasure. They had more than made up for the long wait that night. And so many times after.

Caroline didn’t even love the sex the most. It was the little things, the stolen kisses in dressing rooms, the waking up beside him, the constant text messages and phone calls, having coffee together during rehearsals, hugging him close at the end of each weekend, one more week checked off.

She had known she loved him near the start of X Factor but she didn’t fully realise it until they were together, in all the ways, all the time. Kissing him, sleeping with him, talking to him constantly, collectively it wound her heart up in such knots until she could barely handle it.

And then after X, when they really should have stopped. She kept telling herself, her heart kept tugging at him, that it would work out. That a couple of drunken snogs with random girls meant nothing. That and the times they kept hooking up, but never going on actual dates should have set alarm bells ringing, alas.

She had been so mad after his no show at the NTAs as well, she had gone to his and they had argued but they ended up just having mind blowing make up sex.

It had been mid March, at hers. He was in town for work and asked if he could pop by after. She wasn’t busy and she knew what it was for so she’d said yes. But after he had got up to go home and she couldn’t take it anymore. She wanted answers, she wanted more than just casual hook ups with the love of her life.

And he had given her answers, answers she soon realised she didn’t want at all. He didn’t want this, a relationship, more press invasion, commitment. He wanted fun and sex and he wanted her. But her tangled heart couldn’t fathom having only a part of him. She wanted it all, he wanted a part. There was no compromise, and the fallout had been catastrophic.

He had stormed out, they deleted each other off all the social media and communication ceased. Caroline felt like a part of her heart had been scooped out, a cold hole right in the centre of her that she couldn’t rid of, her air stolen from her. He had left one of his jumpers at hers and she had slept in it for weeks after. She lost count of how many times she picked up the phone to call him, or text him, or to stalk him on all the social media she had unfollowed him on.

Time was a healer they said, she moved on, she told herself she was over him, and the pain did lessen as the months and years went by. But it never truly went away. And now sitting here, on her sofa with Olly, making her angry and sad and filled with love as he says her name softly, her emotions churn and curdle within her, firing in every direction. She puts her tea down, takes a giant breath and slides into his lap. His arms come around her, like a jigsaw fitting into place. He smells exactly the same.

She leans back to look at him and she doesn’t know who leans in, but they are kissing. Kissing like they haven’t kissed since the very first time. She wants him so badly, she feels like she could crawl right into his skin, nothing is close enough. Being with him is as easy as breathing.

She hears something fall over as he chucks his shirt across the room, she doesn’t care. She flings her bra in the same direction, as he kisses here and she scrunches into him, gripping his hair with all her might. She undoes the button and fly on his jeans before her own and realises they will have to part to get out of their trousers. Such a dilemma, to move apart to be closer together.

She reluctantly rises off him and he hops up beside her to drag down his own too tight jeans. Sans trousers and pants, Olly kneels before her and thumbs her underwear down, his mouth at her navel.

‘God I’ve missed this’ he says softly as he kisses there

He grabs behind her knees, pulling her towards the floor, and as she hits the floor with a slight thud it flits across her mind that she is glad she hoovered.

‘Are you still on-?’

‘Yeah, yeah’

He is still between her legs, kissing the inside of her thighs but for once, she is too impatient.

‘Come here’ she beckons and he puts his arms either side of her, hovering above her as she kisses him, her arms around his neck, her hands bundled in his hair, her heart exploding with love for him.

He moves within her, his face burying into and kissing her neck, and it feels like the future and the past all at once.

Caroline wraps her legs around his back and they twist and turn as she ends up above him

‘My favourite view’ he smirks as she laughs with ecstasy and joy

They convene upstairs afterwards, a replay all over again of the first time, making up for lost moments, lost could have been memories. Only in the late evening after they’ve eaten and crawled back into bed, do they properly talk again. She lies on his chest, his fingers playing on her back, the other arm stretched behind his head. It felt easier like this, like the way it was before, rather than stifled and fully clothed conversations on her couch.

‘You broke my heart you know’

‘Yeah, I’m sorry, I do know that’ he sighs and kisses her head

‘It was just so much Caz. And I handled it completely wrong, I know I did. But as much as I wanted to be with you, I didn’t know how. I had just ended the most serious relationship of my life and then within no time at all, you and me were fucking, all while X Factor was going on. By the end, it felt like we’d been on a rollercoaster and when we got off, I was so dizzy I could barely get my thoughts straight. All I knew was that I couldn’t do it. All of it. You wanting marriage and babies when my mind was in turmoil was too much to handle. So I fucked it up, I didn’t know what else to do’

Caroline feels her mind clear a fraction, muddled up things finally starting to make sense. They were both broken after X Factor, Caroline wanted to move on, move on with him. Olly didn’t know how.

‘When did you figure all this out Ols?’

‘In therapy’

‘Was it good, did it help?’

‘It did, yeah. It makes you realise things that sometimes are staring you right in the face but your mind is just too messed up to see. It puts things in order a bit’

‘Yeah I get that, it helps.’

‘And of course I wanted to make things right with you. But I didn’t know how. We hadn’t spoken in such a long time. And then you were with Andrew. But then that letter’ he sighs ‘it made me realise that you still loved me’

‘So you messaged me’

‘So I messaged you’

‘We broke up that day you know, I mean we broke up a lot of times, I was so stupid, it was all so stupid, but he knew I still loved you. He saw my face when I got that text. He felt like second choice and Andrew never liked being second’

‘Don’t I know it’ Olly laughs

‘Oh shush’ she pokes him in the ribs ‘you came second on a talent show once, you’ve had plenty of number ones since to make up for it’ she pauses ‘you’re the love of my life, first forever and always’

She looks up to him and he kisses her, a soft smooch, the kind you’d have in the morning before you’d depart for the day. An ‘I’ll see you later’ kiss, not the all consuming ferocious kind they had leading to sex.

‘You’re the love of my life too Caz, forever and always’ he smiles, kisses her again ‘so what do you reckon? Do you think we can make this work?’

‘What do you think? Do you think we can make this work? The way we should have back then?’

‘Yeah Caz, I think we can’

‘We’re going to have to talk, properly, do this thing right’

‘Caz, darling, we can talk as much as you like, whatever you need, I’m your man’

‘Yes’ she grins ‘yes you are’

Caroline takes a breath, her lungs full of air, her heart happy. As easy as breathing.

#i know you wanted carolly fic too but still :P #are you reading the tags?#carollyfic #carolly #caroline and olly #carolly fanfiction #fanfic stuff

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