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cillianmesoftlyyy · 10 months ago

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As You Wish Pt. 2 | Neil Lewis x fem!reader

Summary| Neil, still thinking about the other day, invites y/n to Gumshoe Video's movie night. The theme (besides vampires) is the 1960s and so she dresses for the part. And like any good vampire thriller- only the good stuff happens after dark...

Warnings| age gap- reader (19) Neil Lewis (27), cursing, kissing, groping, teasing, unprotected sex, penetration, no fore-play.

word count: 4261K

Midnight City- M83 🎶

Our Swords- Band of Horses 🎵

Shout out to the lovely reader who requested a part 2! This is for you!

Please read warnings and continue at your own discretion, thanks!

She can hear the chatter from outside as rain plasters the wide display windows. She stops outside Gumshoe Video and peeks her head inside, sparing her hairdo from the storm outside. Her hair was pinned into a half-beehive and curled up around her shoulders like a young Pattie Boyd. The guests inside turn when the bells above the door announce her presence. They cheer and raise their red plastic cups in greeting and she laughs back, her smile dragging widely across her face. And there he is: Neil Lewis. He’s standing beside the box tv set with a bottle of cheap beer in his hand. He’s wearing a powder blue dress shirt from the seventies and a dark blue suit. His longish hair is swept out of his face and he smiles at something someone has said. When he looks over, he sees her, and his mouth falls open.

“Oh my God! Where did you get this?” A woman swoops in from the side and admires her dress.

“It’s a replica mod dress from the 60s. I made it,” she answered with a polite smile and allowed the woman to inspect the stitching. As she raised her eyes, they met Neil’s. His eyes widened slightly as he dropped them down to her thighs before traveling back up to her face. Her dress was boxy, like that of a mod dancer, and so short that it was barely fingertip length (to use school-girl terminology). She was dressed up as a gogo dancer, red vinyl boots and all, for the showing of Gumshoe Video’s The Kiss of the Vampire. Neil bit his tongue as his eyes crawled down her body. Her dark red dress had a high modest neckline but was sleeveless and short. The fabric was a tautly starched linen that didn’t move much as she walked. It hugged her waist with a thick belt but fared out around her thighs in a fixed shape. Her makeup was a copy of one of Twiggy’s famous looks with the exaggerated eyelashes and dark eyeliner. Her eyelids were a bright blue that clashed with her red clothing, a mixing of primary colors. When the woman stepped away, she advanced shyly, resisting the urge to bite her lip and ruin her lipstick. Neil cleared his throat and nodded quickly at Lucien whom he was talking to when she had come in. His eyes darted back and forth, between her and Lucien’s prop pipe. His long eyelashes fluttered as he stole glances at her between pretending to listen to Lucien.

“Hey! Nice of you to join, I’m Jonathan.” Jonathan appeared beside her and offered his hand not holding a beer. She shook it and smiled.

“Y/N, I tried to dress for the theme.” She looked down at her costume and he nodded emphatically.

“I did too. I was going for Ringo Starr.” Jonathan twirled, showing off his bright pink military costume like the one Ringo wore for Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. She nodded and smiled.

“I see the resemblance. Who is Neil supposed to be?” She jerked her head at Neil and Jonathan sighed.

“He said that he was going as one of the Monkees but personally, I don’t see it.”

“He must have run out of costumes,” she laughed and Jonathan shrugged dramatically. As she finished that sentence, Neil broke away from Lucien, slightly breathless and placed a hand on her back in greeting. She looked up at him, curling her toes inside her shoes.

“You’re one of the Monkees?” She teased him lightly and Neil chuckled and shook his head.

“I did have a hat on, it made more sense when I was wearing the hat.”

“So you were Micheal?” She asked and he gestured wildly at her for Jonathan, “See I told you someone would get it.”

“That’s only because you both have weird niche knowledge,” Jonathan wrinkled his nose. “Uh oh, Lucien is talking to two strange women. I’m going to swoop in before he says something weird,” he hurried over to Lucien and patted him playfully on the head. Neil immediately looked down at her, his cool resolve slipping slightly. He was flustered.

“Wow,” he gestured with both hands at her costume and she blushed self-consciously. He stuttered as he tried to say something coherent. “I’m uh, just uh… wow.” He scratched the back of his head and shoved his hands into his pockets, glancing around quickly before leaning in close to her ear. “Jesus Christ you smell good too.” He shook his head, forgetting what he was originally going to say. She smiled giddily.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“Do you want to see my office?” Neil cleared his throat as he looked around, trying to look natural to everyone else in the store. His slumped posture and darting eyes would betray him if anyone cared to look at him long enough. He replaced his hand on the small of her back and swirled a finger across the fabric. She played with the hem of his blazer, blushing hard.

“Hey, Neil!” A couple stopped in front of them and Neil jumped back to attention, his arm flying back behind his head and off of her body. He coughed briefly and cleared his throat.

“Hey- hey! How’s it going?” He smiled distractedly and greeted his friends. They waited expectantly to be introduced to the girl and Neil gasped slightly, remembering. “Oh sorry, this is Y/N and Y/N, this is Buddy and Marcia.” He waved between them and they all nodded at each other politely, exchanging handshakes and smiles. “Enjoy the movie!” Neil said a little over enthusiastically and Buddy furrowed his brow, slightly concerned as they walked away. Jonathan found them at the makeshift bar and chuckled.

“That’s the new girl,” he gestured with his cup and Marsha pursed her lip approvingly.

On the other side of the room, Neil turned back to her and licked his lips. “So… my office?” He raised his eyebrows and jerked his thumbs at the separate office space in the back of the store. She giggled as she dug her toe into the ground and swayed slightly against him. Neil’s smile grew as he led her from the main store area and back into the office. When she passed through the door after him, Neil closed it and lowered himself slightly, his arms going out wide as he looked her up and down again mouthing, “oh my god.”

“So you like it?” She ran her hands down the front of her dress and shifted the weight on her feet proudly.

“I mean, just look at you!” He ran his hand over his mouth and stepped in closer. The desk knocked softly into her tailbone as she retreated. “I love it,” he emphasized and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She was leaning back against the desk, her legs spread and her weight evenly distributed. Neil stepped closer, his body firmly between her legs. She worked up the courage to touch him, sliding her palms around his waist beneath his blazer.

“Your fucking thighs,” Neil whispered breathlessly as his index fingers traced around the small hairs on her upper thighs. “God…” he gasped softly, already feeling himself get hot under the collar. She rubbed her nose against his and gave him a soft peck on the mouth.

“Is that all I get?” He whispered with a furrowed brow. He ran his knuckles down her neck and tried not to gasp when he found her breasts. She kissed him again, pulling herself up higher by his shoulders. Her fingers dug into the plush fabric of his jacket’s shoulder pads. He responded immediately, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Neil pawed desperately at her, his hands grabbing at her thighs, her breasts, and her head. He pushed her up onto the desk and she whined in protest as he now towered above her. He chuckled breathlessly and dragged his hands up the inside of her thighs.

“Shh,” he smiled when she glowered, wanting to cling to him as she kissed him. When she stopped wiggling, he leaned down and kissed her slowly. She held onto his hips by hooking her fingers in his belt loops. His hands prodded further, stroking the elastic band of her underwear around her pelvis. She was wearing cotton underwear and Neil could feel the wetness pooling at her opening through the fabric. He started to fall apart as he stroked her clothed cunt with his long fingers. She squirmed on the desk in front of her and the heels of her gogo boots knocked against the desk, her back arched into him. She moved his hands beneath her skirt, looking up at him with wide suggestive eyes.

“Here? Now?” Neil whispered, slightly shocked at the girl’s suggestion. “Are you insane?” He whispered beside her ear, his voice laced with perverted desire though he tried to shake it from his voice, still wanting to be the voice of reason.

“Neil…” she muttered at him and petted his crotch with slow, heavy moves.

“What?” He whispered, an edge in his voice. His forehead was still creased and he tried to even out his breath as his cock pushed against every touch of her hand.

“You’re supposed to say, As. You. Wish.” She squeezed her thighs around his legs, just below his hips and wrapped her hands around his hips. Neil raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly. He watched her as she bore into his eyes, thick with desire. He looked her up and down and reached both hands beneath her skirt again, pulling her underwear down over her butt. She had to lean back slightly as he dragged the cotton wad down over her gogo boots. He looked down at the underwear in his palm and trilled his lips lowly.

“This is a bit more involved than I was expecting but I’m all for it,” he shrugged with a loose smirk and put the underwear on the desk beside them. She smiled and pulled on his dress shirt, prompting him to give her a satisfying kiss.

“You were the one who suggested that I see your office,” she giggled quietly.

“I needed a sense of adventure.” He muttered against her lips, his eyes closed.

“Neil… Adventure?” She smiled lazily and stroked his jaw, her short nails running dully down his neck.

“I like the sound of that,” he continued to kiss her, his nose crushing against her cheek. A knock at the door made them both jump and Neil turned around quickly, shielding her from the view of whomever was at the door.

“Neil! We’re starting the movie now and Jonathan doesn’t know how to work the player. You gotta fix it.” Lucien yelled through the door. His silhouette showed through the frosted glass.

“Fuuuuuck,” he groaned quietly and rubbed his face. His erection fell slightly at the interruption and he sighed. “Ok, Lucien. I’m coming!” He smiled falsely as he yelled back his response.

“Oh, I’m sure you are,” Lucien mumbled beneath his breath and hurried back into the store area.

“I’ll see you out there,” Neil cringed and fixed his suit as much as he could.

“Break a leg,” she smiled and hopped off of the desk, her underwear still sitting on the desk. She pulled them back on over her gogo boots and followed him out. Neil walked around to the back of the tv and checked the cables. She watched from the back of the room, a deep blush spreading across her face as she noticed the places where her red lipstick had left smudges around his mouth. She smiled down at her boots and bit her lip, trying to compose herself. Neil stepped back in front of the tv with Jonathan and announced the movie, lipstick still smudged around his wide lips.

“And now, Gumshoe Video presents the 1963 The Kiss of the Vampire,” he extended his hands to the small square tv and waggled his fingers. The audience laughed and hooted. Some glanced over at her and smiled, she blushed deeper.

“Nice touch,” one guy called from the couches and Neil stared at him blankly, his eyes then slowly drifting to her. She pointed at her mouth and rested her chin on her fist. Neil laughed it off and winked as he stepped aside and the movie started. She sat down on the couch in the back and scooted to the side as Neil joined her, collapsing with an anxious exhale.

“Kissed by a vampire,” he shook his head, “why didn’t I think of that? That would have been a perfect costume.” He spoke with his hands, and shrugged his shoulders. She hid her face in her hands to hide her smile. “Was it really that noticeable?” He whispered and she nodded, embarrassed.

“Sorry,” she giggled quietly and wiped the lipstick smudges from his face with her thumb. Jonathan moved around the spread of couches and perched on the edge of the couch beside them.

“Nice touch, Neil. I think it makes the viewing experience more realistic.” Jonathan snarked and Neil rolled his eyes.

“Shut up, Jonathan.” Neil sighed and massaged his face, pulling down on the skin. Jonathan winked at her and she smiled. Jonathan drifted off as the movie started and the title card appeared. As Neil relaxed into the couch, his hand found her thigh and rubbed his knuckles across her thigh. She leaned against him, her head resting against the wing of his shoulder as he moved his arm around her.

…

“What’d you think of the movie?” Neil shoved his hands into his pockets as they locked up Gumshoe Video, the store now completely dark.

“It’s a classic vampire movie,” she shrugged and smiled, “no notes,” she added.

It had stopped raining but the sidewalks were littered with shallow puddles of dark water. Neil chuckled and placed one hand on the small of her back as they turned away from the store.

“I thought you’d like it,” Neil smirked and she raised her eyebrow.

“Why?”

“You would 100% be the kind of girl to get abducted by an insanely attractive vampire and fall in love with him.”

“Well would he suck my blood at the end and kill me?” She pretended to consider the universe that Neil was suggesting.

“Oh of course,” Neil shrugged his shoulders up to his ears and furrowed his brows playfully.

“I can’t see it,” she shook her head and clasped her hands behind her back as they walked. She looked down at her shoes and smiled. Neil fell silent for a moment, his eyes once again trailing her up and down.

“Have I told you how amazing you look?” Neil cleared his throat.

“Yes, but I wouldn’t mind hearing it again,” she blushed and cocked her head to the side, looking into his eyes as they walked. Neil wet his lips and stopped, looking her up and down once again.

“You look amazing.” He said seriously and she looked away, self-conscious. They were stopped in front of Neil’s house, a two-story craftsman in a dark green color that looked dark blue in the darkness. She looked from the house to Neil’s face, the front porch light reflecting in his bright blue eyes. Neil laughed awkwardly when he realized that they had stopped at his house.

“Will you come inside?” He twisted his hips casually, jerking his head once at the front door. The girl exhaled shakily and nodded.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She answered with a nervous smile.

Neil broke into a large smile, the lines of his cheekbones stretching down to the edge of his jaw beside his pink lips. They climbed the stairs to the house and Neil let her inside, his eyes traveling up the length of her body as she stepped into the house in front of him. Neil closed the door behind him, exhaling slowly. She met his eyes when she turned back and smiled shyly when she noticed how he stared at her.

“Do you want to kiss me?” She asked him quietly. Neil nodded emphatically, his hand still on the doorknob behind him.

“Then come here and kiss me,” she whispered and turned fully to face him. She felt her cunt grow hot and heat billowed down her thighs. Neil clenched his jaw and swallowed, his eyes now fixed on the girl’s mouth. He pushed himself off of the door and approached her, his hips swaying slightly as he walked. She kept her arms by her side as Neil wrapped gentle fingers around her upper arms, right above her elbows, and held his lips within inches of hers. She savored the way he smelled, like laundry detergent and mouthwash. He smelled like what she imagined domestic masculinity would smell like if it could be bottled. She sighed softly before he kissed her, his lips drawing hers between his. He held her in place, not aggressively, and kissed her, moving his head occasionally to taste her from different angles.

When he broke away she took a step back and clasped her hands behind her back girlishly. Neil laughed like a schoolboy, shocked by the surge of desire and energy he felt just from the kiss.

“Can I take you upstairs?” He leaned his arm against the wall and pointed to the staircase in front of them. She bit her lip, trying to stop from laughing hysterically from nerves. She took a step backwards and stepped onto the bottom step, facing Neil.

“Ask me again,” she teased and bit her lip harder. Neil exhaled sharply as he felt his cock twitch aggressively in his pants. The dark room threw her body into shadow and the windows above the stairs illuminated her silhouette. He wet his lips and asked again.

“Can I take you upstairs?”

She could still make out his blue eyes in the dark as the windows provided enough light to catch their color. She took a few more steps up, still facing him.

“As you wish,” she whispered. Neil laughed, thrilled by her little game. He hurried up the stairs but she kept a few steps between them at all times until she reached the top of the stairs. She backed up into the wall beside the window and allowed Neil to close in on her. Neil held her hips in his large hands and kissed her again, this time snaking his tongue into her mouth, testing the waters. They stumbled away from the stairs and rushed into a doorway, Neil catching himself on the doorframe with both arms so that he could turn her around. He twisted her around so that her back was to his bed.

Neil’s room was exactly as one would expect. His walls were decorated with movie posters with the addition of a few select female movie stars that he had the hots for. He helped the girl back onto the bed and leaned over her on the bed. She weaved her fingers through the hair on the back of his neck and traced his jaw with her palms. He worked quickly to pull off her gogo boots and slipped off his suit jacket. She moved onto her knees on the edge of the mattress and slid each button out of its eyelet on his power blue shirt. Neil shrugged it off and pulled each sleeve over his wrists, dropping it to the floor. She pressed her hands against his chest and placed a few shaky kisses against his warm skin. Neil sighed pleasurably and swept her hair over her shoulders to lie flat down her back. Looking up at him, she moved her hand down to the zipper at his crotch. Neil’s eye widened as she unzipped his fly and slid her hand down into the front of his hands, beneath his underwear. She cupped his erection in her hand and rubbed her hand down the hot and trembling length. Neil sputtered as she stroked him, his hands returned to the bed on either side of her body. She leaned down so that she could kiss the side of his neck while she jerked him off. Precum coated his cock so her hand slid easily over him and she shivered when she heard Neil gasp softly beside her ear.

“Fuck, you’re full of fucking suprises,” he panted and squeezed his eyes shut. She exhaled against his neck and left a fresh hickey before responding.

“This isn’t a movie, Neil. You can’t predict the ending.”

She pulled her hand out of his pants and kissed his briefly as she scooted farther into the bed. Neil watched her breathlessly, his face hot. He watched her as she unzipped the side of her dress and pulled it over her head. Her bare breasts confronted the cold air by hardening. Neil’s jaw nearly fell open when he saw her, exposed like that. All that remained on her body was the cotton underwear which he allowed his gaze to linger on, camouflage by her thighs. She laid back on the bed and propped herself up on her elbows, her stomach trembling with nerves and desire. Neil’s erection pushed noticeably against his boxers. With his eyes still trained on the girl, he pushed down his pants and crawled onto the bed, stopping over her. He lowered his mouth to her neck and kissed the soft flesh there, savoring how warm she was against his mouth. She worked her underwear down and he could feel her hips shift on the mattress which thrilled him. He sat back to look at her, fully nude now. He raised her leg into the air and kissed down her calf, stopping at the underside of her knee.

“I want to fuck you,” Neil saidbreathlessly as he moved his fingers down her thigh. She smiled darkly, her bow mouth drawn up into a smirk. His cock throbbed in his underwear and hovered above her navel.

“Say it again,” she whispered. Neil raised an eyebrow and exhaled anxiously.

“I want to fuck you.”

“Again.”

“I want,” he leaned down to her ear and shoved a finger inside her gently, “to fuck you.” She whimpered and bit her lip.

“Again,” she struggled to say the words, her cheeks flushed.

“No, honey. You’re supposed to say, as you wish.” Neil whispered against her skin, his finger curling inside her. He smiled when she squirmed and moaned.

“Ah, fuck- fuck me,” she gasped before Neil crushed his mouth against hers. He pulled down his boxers just enough to free his erection and centered himself at her cunt which was throbbing as much as he was.

“As you wish,” he chuckled and removed his finger, swapping it out for his cock. He pushed in gently, working his tip inside her slowly as she squirmed needily beneath him. She was tight from nerves and inexperience and he whined despite himself as he went deeper. Her hands found his back and gripped into his flesh. He watched as his cock struggled to fit all the way inside her and moaned loudly when he saw her mouth held open in pleasurable shock.

“Is it ok?” He groaned and stroked her flushed cheek. Her red lipstick was smudged again on her chin and he swiped his thumb across it.

“Mmhm, yes.” She nodded and bit her lip as he thrusted in farther. Once her body got used to his length, he was able to pull out and thrust back in. It took only seconds but the sensations felt as though they were happening over hours. He fucked her gently but fast, his hips rocking against hers and shaking the mattress. She pushed her heels into the mattress and arched her hips up into his pelvis. Neil found it delightfully needy and thrusted deeper, eliciting a loud gasp from the girl.

“Do you like that?” Neil smiled and cupped her chin with his hand.

“Uh huh, yeah.” She panted as her eyes rolled back into her head.

“You’re being such a good girl,” Neil praised her and cussed beneath his breath as he felt her walls tighten around him. His hips bucked aggressively into her over and over again and she yelled and gasped in pleasure. He looked down at his cock, slick with her precum, sliding in and out of her. He held her thighs and coaxed her deeper onto his cock, she gasped and bit her lip, her breasts bouncing against her chest. Neil groaned at the sight and fucked her messily, lossing control as he felt how wet she and tight she was getting as she neared her orgasm.

“Good girl! I’m so close.” He panted quietly and she wrapped her fingers loosely around the nape of his neck.

“Cum inside me,” she pleaded.

“What?”

“Cum inside me,” she repeated, more delirious with pleasure.

“Say it again,” he smirked, playing her at her own game.

“Cum. in. me.” Her words tumbled out in a jumbled mess as she started to climax. Her thighs were tightening and her muscles flexed. He groaned helplessly as she came around him.

“As you wish,” he managed to answer as he buckled his hips against her and prompted himself to finish inside, spilling cum into her. He thrusted as he finished and exhaled when he finally pulled out. She worked to catch her breath as he collapsed beside her on the bed.

“Fuck.” He sighed and rubbed his face.

“Yeah.” She laughed lightly and cupped her cunt, still riding out the lasting waves of climax.

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formulafics · 1 year ago

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Las Vegas landoscar wedding blurb for the 1k or I wouldn’t even mind a full fic tbh 🤭👀🙏🫣

☆ . viva la vida | ln⁴ & op⁸¹

i’d love to deliver a full fic, but i’m incapable of that rn. that being said, here’s a blurb, and if any landoscar lovers want to take this idea on as a full length fic, go for it! <3 also this isn’t super vegas focused (which wasn’t my intent) but it’s still cute, and i sure hope you enjoy it! 🫶🏻

🎶 i hear jerusalem bells a ringing

roman chalvalry choirs are singing

be my mirror, my sword, my shield 🎶

it was a joke at first, the idea of a vegas wedding. it was one that almost everyone on the paddock made. whether it be about their own partner, a friend, others, the las vegas chapel was only a part of the vegas rage.

that being said, oscar wasn’t shocked when lando brought it up — in fact, he thought to himself of course he would. what did shake oscar though, was the realization that his boyfriend wasn’t joking. lando was serious about getting married.

“come on, oscar,” lando had said, the ‘r’ barely sounded on the end of oscar’s name, with the ‘a’ dragged out. oscar loves the way lando says his name. “we could actually get married, with the funny story of it being in vegas.” oscar was silent. what do you say?…oh.

“are you proposing to me right now?” was oscar’s response. then, just as swiftly as lando brought up the idea, he let it go. “not right this moment- actually, hold that thought.” lando said. immediately, the boy picked up his keys, kissed oscar on the cheek, said his goodbyes, and was off.

it wasn’t exactly unusual for lando to do something so impulsively, but oscar was truly stumped this time. so, all he could do was wait for his boyfriend to return, as he knew it would be no use questioning him about it. (certainly not over text. lando is terrible at answering texts.)

then, oscar gets his answer, and it should have been so obvious — a ring. lando left to get a ring.

the weekend would play out normally - as normally as it could - and sunday, after everything just fell into place naturally, lando popped the question. oscar, even though he knew he was throwing himself into a guaranteed vegas wedding, said yes. at the end of the day, he couldn’t care less about where there wedding is.

he finds that all he cares about is lando, and the fact that he’s marrying - married to lando. even now, with a ring on his finger and marriage papers signed, the pair dancing within a crowd of friends and plus ones, all his kind is on is his boyfriend- husband.

“that’ll take some getting used to,” oscar says, making lando cock a questioning brow. “calling you my husband,” oscar responds, making the brunette grin. “i’m sorry, i couldn’t catch that. i’m your…your what?” lando leans in, making oscar roll his eyes, but his smile maintains big as ever. “husband. you’re my husband,” oscar gives lando what he wants, then presses a kiss to his cheek before lando can revert to his initial position.

as lando leans back to eye oscar, it’s the australians turn to cock a brow. “and i’m your…?” he inquires, making landos smile grow. “my oscar?” he asks, just doing it to press his husbands buttons. “lando,” oscar warns, drawing out the ‘a’ in his name.

“you’re my husband,” lando can hardly get through it, a giggle making its way out of his mouth, one that makes oscar’s heart swell. he leans in and plants his lips against lando’s, to which lando hums, returning the kiss. then, against lando’s lips, oscar murmurs once more “husband.”

#✩ . op⁸¹ files 🏎️#✩ . ln⁴ files 🏎️#formula one #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 drabble #f1 fanfic #f1 x you #formula one fanfiction #f1 fic #f1 smau #f1 x female reader #lando norris #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x lando norris #lando norris x oscar piastri #landoscar fic #landoscar

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crappymixtape · 1 year ago

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crappymixtape's holiday celebration

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ . A V E R Y M E R R Y M I X T A P E . ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

you've arrived on tumblr today to find a neatly wrapped package waiting for you – all golds and reds and greens with a glittery bow on top – and when you open it up you find a mixtape. the writing on top loops and scrawls across the label, stickers of snoopy in a santa hat covering some of the letters, and when you pop it into the player you hear your favorite songs come to life.

it sounds like sitting by the fire with warm cup of hot cocoa, steve in the kitchen singing along with burl ives, silver and gold decorations, on every christmas tree – it sounds like eddie settled in next to you on the sofa, pressing kisses to your forehead and whispering in your ear, merry christmas, baby.

this is for you, my loves! a little celebration for us and our boys and this wonderful time of year. i'll be posting once a week – on fridays – throughout all of december with requests i've gotten and a few of my own ideas. you can find the playlist below!

THE PLAYLIST ( fic release dates noted below )

GOLD & GLITTER // 12.2 with steve for @superblysubpar 🎶 the nutcracker suite, tchaikovsky steve goes to the nutcracker ballet downtown every year, even has his own balcony seats – this year he brings you along as his date, but somehow you both miss the entire second act ( rich!steve harrington x reader • smut with a sprinkle of fluff ) BABY, ITS COLD OUTSIDE // 12.9 with steve for @sattlersquarry 🎶 baby it's cold outside, frank sinatra & dorothy kirsten it's been snowing all day, enough to snap the power lines and make the lights go out, and when steve comes over to build you a fire you can't think of a more perfect time to exchange gifts ( steve harrington x reader • pure fluff ) I WANT YOU THE MOST // 12.16 with steve for @palmtreesx3 🎶 rockin’ around the christmas tree, brenda lee steve's never been kissed under the mistletoe, what kind of girlfriend would you be if you didn't make it memorable? ( established relationship, tiny bit of fluff, lots of snark, sprinkle of smut, steve x reader ) HOME TO ME // 12.23 with eddie from me, xoxo 🎶 christmas time ( don't let the bells end ), the darkness eddie has to work on christmas eve, so you climb into his bed and fall asleep, waiting for him until he gets home christmas morning to give him his present ( eddie munson x reader • fluff, smut, est. relationship ) CHRISTMAS MAKES ME CRY // 12.30 with steve from me, xoxo 🎶 christmas, leona naess you go home with steve over christmas to finally meet his family and when it doesn't go as planned he feels like he's ruined everything, but you're there for him when he needs it most ( modern!steve harrington x reader • angst, hurt / comfort a little fluff, est. relationship )

LOVES FOR MY FAVORITE WRITERS you babes mean THE WORLD to me, oh my god, thank you so much for being here and for nerding out about this shit as much as i do! omg and for the enabling LOL. go follow all of these handles right now! ( and if i forgot anyone, i'm sorry ily too! )

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AND HUGS TO YOU! YES, YOU! XOXO, 💿 KATE i absolutely cannot believe it's almost been a year since i've come back to this place and i have loved every single moment of it. making friends ( ily moots! ) seeing new faces ( nonnies you're my fav! ) and putting words to all of these characters we love so much. so just thank you, for everything, you're wonderful and i'm so glad you're here with me ♥️

✨ divider love to @saradika

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eastwindmlk · 1 month ago

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Okay, okay! I am a day late with this but here we go! @jilytoberfest Week three round-up. Wait, no week 4! Time flies! (I just looked for the link of week three and I made the same joke. My humour is as dead as... Well, I will lt @nena-96 finish that joke.)

You can find week 1, week 2 and week 3 here.

Day 22: "How long have you been standing there?" "Longer than you'd like."

Dance like no one is watching, no voldie, little domestic jily, silly, fluffy goofiness. Word count: 361

Day 23: Indulging in hobbies

Midnight Premier, Muggle AU loosely inspired by @annabtg's AO3 is down, just nerd being nerds. Word count: 341

Day 24: 🎶Then I know everything is gonna be fine, Because you are mine🎶 -You Shine from Carrie - The Musical

Little ponds, That would be continuation of day 16. Bigger Fish, Muggle AU, Grand gestures, weddings, open-ended. Word count: 3606 (Yeah, I know)

Day 25: "Are we going to talk about it?" "I'd rather not.”

Actions and Consequences, Post SWM and spiritual prequel to Held in Contempt James and Sirius being 'best friends' Word count: 675

Day 26: 🎶One bright morning goes so easy. Darkness always finds you either way🎶 - First Light by Hozier

In the morning where I'm real, married jily, mild angst, first war. Word count: 343

Day 27: “what if it doesn’t work” “what if it does work”

I can hear the bells, Sirius POV, nervous James, could be Jilypad if I were multishipping trash... Wait. Word count: 370

#jily #james potter #lily evans #jple #jilytoberfest #jilytober2024

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stiles-o-dylan24 · 1 year ago

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|| Jason x Aubree Marin || PLL Rewrite || TAGLIST || • AUBSON🎶 • SHIPS OF TGWP •

Season One

Chapter 1 - I'm Still Here

Chapter 2 - The Jenna Thing

Chapter 3 - To Kill a Mocking Girl

Chapter 4 - Can You Hear Me Now?

Chapter 5 - Reality Bites Me

Chapter 6 - There's No Place Like Homecoming

Chapter 7 - The Homecoming Hangover

Chapter 8 - Please, Do Talk About Me When I'm Gone

Chapter 9 - The Perfect Storm

Chapter 10 - Keep Your Friends Close

Chapter 11 - Moments Later

Chapter 12 - Salt Meets Wound

Chapter 13 - Know Your Frenemies

Chapter 14 - Careful What U Wish 4

Chapter 15 - If at First You Don't, Succeed, Lie, Lie Again

Chapter 16 - Je Suis Une Amie

Chapter 17 - The New Normal

Chapter 18 - The Badass Seed

Chapter 19 - A Person of Interest

Chapter 20 - Someone to Watch Over Me

Chapter 21 - Monsters in the End

Chapter 22 - For Whom the Bell Tolls

Season Two

Chapter 23 - It's Alive

Chapter 24 - The Goodbye Look

Chapter 25 - My Name Is Trouble

Chapter 26 - Blind Dates

Chapter 27 - The Devil You Know

Chapter 28 - Never Letting Go

Chapter 29 - Surface Tension

Chapter 30 - Save the Date

Chapter 31 - Surface Tension

Chapter 32 - Save the Date

Chapter 33 - Picture This

Chapter 34 - Touched by an 'A'-ngel

Chapter 35 - I Must Confess

Chapter 36 - Over My Dead Body

Chapter 37 - The First Secret

Chapter 38 - Through Many Dangers, Toils, and Snares

Chapter 39 - A Hot Piece of A

Chapter 40 - Let the Water Hold Me Down

Chapter 41 - Blond Leading the Blind

Chapter 42 - A Kiss Before Lying

Chapter 43 - The Naked Truth

Chapter 44 - CTRL:A

Chapter 45 - Breaking the Code

Chapter 46 - Father Knows Best

Chapter 47 - Eye of the Beholder

Chapter 48 - If These Dolls Could Talk

Chapter 49 - unmAsked

Season Three

Chapter 50 - It Happened 'That Night'

Chapter 51 - Blood Is the New Black

Chapter 52 - Kingdom of the Blind

Chapter 53 - Birds of a Feather

Chapter 54 - That Girl Is Poison

Chapter 55 - The Remains of the 'A'

Chapter 56 - Crazy

Chapter 57 - Stolen Kisses

Chapter 58 - The Kahn Game

Chapter 59 - What Lies Beneath

Chapter 60 - Single Fright Female

Chapter 61 - The Lady Killer

Chapter 62 - This Is a Dark Ride

Chapter 63 - She's Better Now

Chapter 64 - Mona-Mania

Chapter 65 - Misery Loves Company

Chapter 66 - Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Inferno

Chapter 67 - Dead to Me

Chapter 68 - What Becomes of the Broken-Hearted

Chapter 69 - Hot Water

Chapter 70 - Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Chapter 71 - Will the Circle Be Unbroken?

Chapter 72 - I'm Your Puppet

Chapter 73 - A Dangerous gAme

Season Four

Chapter 74 - A Is for A-l-i-v-e

Chapter 75 - Turn of the Shoe

Chapter 76 - Cat's Cradle

Chapter 77 - Face Time

Chapter 78 - Gamma Zeta Die!

Chapter 79 - Under the Gun

Chapter 80 - Crash and Burn, Girl!

Chapter 81 - The Guilty Girl's Handbook

Chapter 82 - Into the Deep

Chapter 83 - The Mirror Has Three Faces

Chapter 84 - Bring Down the Hoe

Chapter 85 - Now You See Me, Now You Don't

Chapter 86 - Grave New World

Chapter 87 - Who's in the Box?

Chapter 88 - Love ShAck, Baby

Chapter 89 - Close Encounters

Chapter 90 - Bite Your Tongue

Chapter 91 - Hot for Teacher

Chapter 92 - Shadow Play

Chapter 93 - Free Fall

Chapter 94 - She's Come Undone

Chapter 95 - Cover for Me

Chapter 96 - Unbridled

Chapter 97 - 'A' Is for Answers

Season Five

Chapter 98 - EscApe from New York

Chapter 99 - Whirly Girly

Chapter 100 - Surfing the Aftershocks

Chapter 101 - Thrown from the Ride

Chapter 102 - Miss Me x100

Chapter 103 - Run, Ali, Run

Chapter 104 - The Silence of E. Lamb

Chapter 105 - Scream for Me

Chapter 106 - March of Crimes

Chapter 107 - A Dark Ali

Chapter 108 - No One Here Can Love or Understand Me

Chapter 109 - Taking This One to the Grave

Chapter 110 - How the 'A' Stole Christmas

Chapter 111 - Through a Glass, Darkly

Chapter 112 - Fresh Meat

Chapter 113 - Over a Barrel

Chapter 114 - The Bin of Sin

Chapter 115 - Oh What Hard Luck Stories They All Hand Me

Chapter 116 - Out Damned Spot

Chapter 117 - Pretty Isn't the Point

Chapter 118 - Bloody Hell

Chapter 119 - To Plea or Not to Plea

Chapter 120 - The Melody Lingers On

Chapter 121 - I'm a Good Girl, I Am

Chapter 122 - Welcome to the Dollhouse

Season Six

Chapter 123 - Game On, Charles

Chapter 124 - Songs of Innocence

Chapter 125 - Songs of Experience

Chapter 126 - Don't Look Now

Chapter 127 - She's No Angel

Chapter 128 - No Stone Unturned

Chapter 129 - O Brother, Where Art Thou

Chapter 130 - FrAmed

Chapter 131 - Last Dance

Chapter 132 - Game Over, Charles

Chapter 133 - Of Late I Think of Rosewood

Chapter 134 - Charlotte's Web

Chapter 135 - The Gloves Are On

Chapter 136 - New Guys, New Lies

Chapter 137 - Do Not Disturb

Chapter 138 - Where Somebody Waits for Me

Chapter 139 - We've All Got Baggage

Chapter 140 - Burn This

Chapter 141 - Did You Miss Me?

Chapter 142 - Hush, Hush, Sweet Liars

Season Seven

Chapter 143 - Tick-Tock, Bitches

Chapter 144 - Bedlam

Chapter 145 - The Talented Mr. Rollins

Chapter 146 - Hit and Run, Run, Run

Chapter 147 - Along Comes Mary

Chapter 148 - Wanted: Dead or Alive

Chapter 149 - Original G'A'ngsters

Chapter 150 - Exes and OMGs

Chapter 151 - The Wrath of Kahn

Chapter 152 - The DArkest Knight

Chapter 153 - Playtime

Chapter 154 - These Boots Were Made for Stalking

Chapter 155 - Hold Your Piece

Chapter 156 - Power Play

Chapter 157 - In the Eye Abides the Heart

Chapter 158 - The Gloves That Rocks the Cradle

Chapter 159 - Driving Miss Crazy

Chapter 160 - Choose or Lose

Chapter 161 - Farewell, My Lovely

Chapter 162 - Till DeAth Do Us Part

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incorrect-skylanders-quotes · 11 months ago

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Master Eon: Before we start letting everyone in, one last check on everything. Decorations?

Hugo: Secure, reinforced, and impossible to tangle.

Master Eon: Good, the last thing we need is another High Five incident. Refreshments?

Hugo: Most of it's here already, Finn's still on his way with his contributions.

Master Eon: As long as he arrives, he makes some excellent enchiladas. Music?

Hugo: Picked it all out personally! Here, take a listen!

youtube

Master Eon:

Hugo:

Hugo: I... probably should've listened to the whole thing...I, uh...I need to make a quick adjustment.

(Hugo begins to frantically change the songs on his playlist)

Master Eon: [sigh] Well, hopefully the party turns out better than last year.

——

Cynder: Wow, Everyone's outdone themselves this year, the Academy looks amazing!

Spyro: Yeah, but it's not just festive decorations and music that makes a holiday great.

Cynder: And what would make it great?

Spyro: Spending it with the greatest dragon you know?

Cynder: [laugh] I guess that would.

Spyro: (pulls Cynder close with his wing) Shall we find somewhere less crowded?

Cynder: I suppose we shall.

(Stealth Elf watches the two head off, following after them)

----

Sonic Boom: Whirlwind! I see you're trying a new look.

Polar Whirlwind: Yeah, I keep forgetting this happens every winter. Not sure why. It does have its uses though.

Sonic Boom: Really? Like what?

Lightning Rod: Whirlwind! Did you carve "Lightning Rod is a big stupid poopoohead" into my custom-made Christmas statue again?! Where are you?!

Polar Whirlwind: (digging into the snow) If he asks, I was never here.

----

Golden Queen: Ugh, Chompy Mage, what are you wearing?!

Jingle Bell Chompy Mage: I am wearing a Santa outfit like I was told to! Yohoho, I look festive!

Chompy Puppet: You sure do, Chompy Mage!

Jingle Bell Chompy Mage: Aww, thank you Chompy Puppet!

Golden Queen: You look like you kidnap children, change into your regular garb at once!

Golden Queen: ...And they called us evil, whoever made him dress like that is the true criminal!

----

(Stealth Elf is peeking through a window)

Eruptor: Hey Elfy, what're you-

(Stealth Elf covers Eruptor's mouth and drags him down)

Stealth Elf: Shhh, They'll hear!

Eruptor: Who?

Stealth Elf: (pointing at Spyro and Cynder) Them!

Stealth Elf: I hung a sprig of mistletoe in the Library, and I'm waiting for both of them to notice and kiss!

Eruptor: Are they even dating?

Stealth Elf: Yes! No, it's... [sigh] that's exactly why I'm doing this! No one here knows what in Skylands is up with those two, and they refuse to clarify! Are they dating? Platonic? Platonic with benefits? None of us can figure it out!

Stealth Elf: Well, not today! I'm getting to the bottom of this once and for all!

Eruptor: ...okay. I guess I'll leave you to it. (backs away cautiously)

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Wolfgang: Hugo, mate, we gotta ask ya something.

Hugo: About what?

Echo: It's the music. I get it technically counts as something Christmas-y, but "Broccoli Guy and Chill Bill's Cool-iflower Festivity Mixtape" is still really weird for a party playlist.

Radio: 🎶Tis the season to be Troll-y, falalalala lalalala-🎶

Hugo: I was short on time! I had no better choices!

Wolfgang: Really? Aren't there thousands of Christmas songs out there?

Echo: And we have the Skaletones on speed-dial, couldn't get them?

Hugo: (storming off) Well, if you're not satisfied with my choices, then why don't you pick the songs out!

(Hugo storms off, leaving Echo and Wolfgang with the stereo system)

Wolfgang: ...I have a really horrible idea. (whispers it into Echo's ear)

Echo: That's awful. Let's do it!

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Mags: Glumshanks! Glad you could make it!

Glumshanks: Thanks for the invitation. I'm actually kind of looking forward to this.

Mags: You better! This party's been a par-tic-ularly fantabulous jig!

Boomer: Mags, have you seen the fireworks? Buzz and Cali won't let us set them off and someone hid my secret stash!

Boomer: Oh hey, aren't you Kaos' lapdog?

Glumshanks: Not for tonight, at least until 8:30. Though, I'm not exactly sure what to do here.

Boomer: Well, worry not my fellow troll! C'mon, let's find some fireworks and set them off!

Glumshanks: I- that sounds kind of fun, I guess. Sure, why not!

----

Holiday Wash Buckler: (staring at his watch) Where the barnacles is Chompy Mage? He's late for our matching Santa outfit photoshoot!

Merry Snap Shot: Beats me, guess he forgot.

Jolly Bumble Blast: I hope not! The bees aren't too happy about looking like flying peppermints, let's just start without him!

Chompy Mage: I am here! Sorry for being late!

Merry Snap Shot: Mate, where's your Santa dress? Didya forget about the theme?

Chompy Mage: Golden Queen told me to not wear it, she also said something about kidnapping infants and how you all should be imprisoned!

Merry Snap Shot: You gotta be joking, after all this time, she's back to evil?! And on Christmas too?!

Jolly Bumble Blast: So...that's a no on the Santa photos?

Merry Snap Shot: (pulling out his Traptanium Bow) 'Fraid not, Skylander duties come first. Now, let's have a little chat with Goldie...

----

Missile-Tow Dive-Clops: Lob-Star, nice colors!

Winterfest Lob-Star: As to you, Dive-Clops. It appears that we match.

Missile-Tow Dive-Clops: Hey, we kinda do! Y'know, it's funny, me and Eye-Brawl were gonna do something like this, but when the headless giant heard he'd have to wear red and white, he ran off! We're still looking for him...

(meanwhile)

Eye-Brawl: For the love of the Ancients, it is just one day! I didn't complain when I wore that pumpkin for Halloween!

Headless Giant: (refuses in headless silence)

Eye-Brawl: You are so impossible!

----

Smolderdash: (walking past some snowmen) Roller Brawl? Where are you? You told me to meet you here.

Snowler Brawl: (jumping out of a snowman) Boo!

Smolderdash: (falling backward) Gah!

Snowler Brawl: [laughing] Gotcha! I saw the snowmen and I couldn't resist!

Snow-Brite Stormblade: (popping out of the Christmas tree) Ooh, you were hiding in random Christmas stuff too?

Dec-Ember: (climbing down from the hanging lights) I thought I was the only one doing so.

Smolderdash: W-wha...why were you all...[sigh] nevermind.

----

Tree Rex: Looks like the next song's coming up. Wonder what'll it be?

(Some very familiar music plays)

Terrafin: By the Ancients, not these! I thought we got rid of all the copies!

Flynn: Hey, Christmas 4 Bad Guyz 2 is a bop! Especially since I was a part of it!

(Echo and Wolfgang start laughing as Terrafin and Flynn start arguing)

----

(Spyro and Cynder are cuddling together in the Library, laying on a sofa with blankets)

Spyro: So, when should we rejoin the festivities?

Cynder: Mmm, I think we could wait a couple more minutes.

Stealth Elf: (thinking to herself) Come on, come on, come on, kiss, or don't! Just look at the dang mistletoe!

Cynder: Spyro? I never get to say this to you a lot, but... I-

(Cynder is interrupted by a loud explosion of fireworks)

Spyro: ...Huh. Guess Boomer found the fireworks after all. What were you going to say, Cynder?

Cynder: Oh, well, I was going to say... I'm-

(Cynder is interrupted again by the sounds of fighting)

Stealth Elf: You gotta be kidding...

Golden Queen: (bursting through the Library doors) For the last time, I said HE looked like he kidnapped children! If you saw him wearing that horrid costume you would agree!

Snap Shot: Save it for the Cloudcracker guards, Queenie!

(Snap Shot and Golden Queen continue fighting, knocking each other through a window in the process)

Spyro: That was odd.

Cynder: Yeah. Anyways, l-

Spyro: (noticing the mistletoe) Hey, what's that?

Cynder: It looks like...

Stealth Elf: Yes, yes, yes!

Cynder: ...Holly.

Stealth Elf: What.

Spyro: (plucking the holly from the ceiling) Hey, it is. Guess someone mistook it for mistletoe.

Stealth Elf: ARE YOU SERIOUS?! I SPENT HALF THE NIGHT DOING THIS FOR NOTHING?!! GAH!

(Stealth Elf storms off)

Cynder: Sheesh, guess Stealth Elf isn't having a good Christmas.

Spyro: Wonder what she was doing by the window...

Cynder: Eh, probably not important. But, as I was saying...

Cynder: I'm lucky to have met you. All those years ago, after the fighting, you were the first to believe in me, that there was more than darkness in my heart. You led me down a better path, and I'll always be thankful for that.

Spyro: I'm glad I met you too, you're one of the best Skylanders around! Fighting Kaos, defeating Malefor, I'm not sure how we'd ever have done it without you. Plus, I got to know the best dragon around.

(Spyro and Cynder kiss)

Spyro: Merry Christmas, Cynder.

Cynder: Merry Christmas, Spyro.

Spyro and Cynder:

Spyro: So...are we dating?

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thehotchnerson · 2 years ago

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All I Want For Christmas Is You

Word Count: 1,491

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🎶 Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too 🎶

Christmas jingles from the radio and mall crowd chatters are all that can be heard. Store shelves are slowly looking emptier and emptier and you can’t find what you’re looking for.

“Garcia, this is impossible. Aaron hasn’t mentioned what he wants. How am I supposed to find nothing?” you say as you look to Garcia.

“ Y/N, are you sure he even wants anything?” Garcia asks. “Listen I’m all for shopping but we’ve been here for hours and I’m hungry.”

“Alright. Alright. We’ll get you some food,” you giggle as you start walking towards the food court. You slowly scan to see what’s open, trying to figure out what you want, when you hear it.

Gunshots.

Screams.

Panic.

“EVERYBODY DOWN ON THE GROUND” you hear as you see people running. You look over to Garcia to make sure she’s ok, but she’s gone.

“no” you whisper as you frantically look around, trying to spot her. and then you hear it.

“Please, just let me go. I’m not important,” Garcia pleads as tears stream down her face.

‘Aaron is gonna kill me for this’ you think as you stand up. You make eye contact with Garcia and quickly nod as if to say everything will be ok. “Take me. Let the innocent bystander go. I’m FBI and I’ll be way bigger leverage then she ever will be.” Garcia’s eyes widen as you say this. The gunman raises his finger and motions for you to come over to him, almost like a parent does when their child is in trouble.

You take slow steps, as if you’ll spook him if you walk too fast. “FASTER” he barks out and you quicken your pace to a normal speed, reaching him and Garcia in a minute.

He roughly shoved Garcia and grabs you in 1 fluid motion. You don’t struggle, for fear of him shooting Garcia or anyone besides yourself. “I want contact with your boss. You’re gonna call him and hand me the phone” the gunman says, you still not seeing his face or knowing a name.

“fine” you whisper, “my phone is in my back pocket.” The gunman grabs your phone and hands it to you.

“no funny business” he says, as if you could text someone at lightning speed 911. You dial Aaron and hand the phone to him.

“Hey honey bunches, how did Christmas shopping go?” you groan at Aaron’s nickname for you, especially at a time like this.

“Oh, so you’re fucking the boss?” he asks very loudly into the phone. You groan at his choice of words knowing there are kids right beside you.

“Who is this? Where is my partner?” Hotch all but roars into the phone.

“My name is not important. What is important is I have your agent or better yet your partner. I want 1 million dollars. And I want it by Christmas at 12 AM. You have 7 hours” the gunman says. He then hangs up and drops your phone. “We’re going for a little trip.”

Somehow you evade police surrounding the building and make it into a car and off property. He makes a few circles before pulling into a parking garage. He grabs a cloth and opens the backseat. “Cant have you knowing where we go” he ties a blindfold around your eyes and holds another cloth to your mouth and nose.

Chloroform.

When you come back to your hands are tied to a pole and you’re in what looks like an abandoned warehouse. Seriously can an unsub, if you can even call him that, be more original

As you’re scanning the room, you see movement and a door opens. The gunman, who you still don’t have a name for, enters the room, walking over to you.

“You’re finally awake” he says as he bends down and tilts your chin up with his finger. “You’ve been asleep for a long time. Your partner has 10 more minutes to send the money or you go bye bye.” The gunman almost looks apologetic.

“Can I at least have your name?” you ask. You really want to stop calling him gunman.

“My names Jacob and I’m going to be the last face you ever see” he says trying to seem scary and menacing but really just looked like a 5 year old trying to be scary.

“Well Jacob I hope you rot in hell” you say as you spit in his face.

“You’re gonna regret that” he roars and then unleashed an attack of kicks and punches. You couldn’t fight back because your arms and legs are tied up. You just take it, punch after punch. Kick after kick. He eventually goes for you head.

Your nose is bleeding and you have bruises all over you face. “You will never make it out of here. Let’s do a little countdown. It’s almost time anyways”

He pulls out a phone showing the seconds, seeing there’s only 15 seconds left you sigh and close your eyes knowing this would eventually happen due to your career. You send Jack, the team, and Aaron love, hoping Aaron doesn’t feel the same guilt as he did with Haley.

10.

You take a deep breath.

You exhale.

A tear falls.

You think about the Christmas lights.

You look out the window and see snow.

You think about the fun you, the team, Jack, and Aaron would have had in the snow.

You hear sirens.

You smile.

They’re too late.

Bang. Pain. Numbness. Darkness floats around the edge of your vision.

“Well it’s time for me to leave now. I hope you get to say your goodbyes.” Jacob says as he leaves through a door. You don’t care where he goes, hoping you can stay alive enough to say goodbye to Aaron.

You don’t have to wait long as you hear a door open with a bang.

“Y/N” Aaron shouts with alarm. He rushes over falling to his knees. “Come on, keep your eyes open. You’re gonna be ok.” He turns his head to shout behind him “I NEED A MEDIC” he seems frantic, clawing for help so you don’t die but you know it’s inevitable so you make your last words memorable.

“Aaron, I didn’t finish the christmas shopping. I didn’t find you anything.” you say brokenly taking a breath after each word. Your world darkens, those being the last words you say.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

‘What is that sound’ you think. Is hell really this annoying? You peel your eyes open and are met with a hospital room. You feel a weight of warmth in your hand and look over, seeing a mop of black hair, knowing it’s Aaron. You let out a broken watery laugh before you start crying, knowing your alive. You squeeze Aaron’s hand making sure he’s real.

Aaron’s head shoots up, “Y/N?” he asks, completely in awe that your already awake. You giggle at him and nod. “We didn’t know when you were going to wake up and you had us all worried and I cannot believe you were going to let those be your last words” he rambles on clearly freaked out.

“Aar-“ you clear your throat and cough a few times, Aaron handing you a glass of water to drink. “Aaron, I’m ok and you’re here and everything is fine” You squeeze his hand as an emphasis to show you’re still there. “So when do I get real food and when can I get out of here” you say as you look around your room.

“Well Garcia is bringing over a Christmas dinner because she bribed the nurses with food. It probably won’t be for a few days that you can get out but we’ll talk to the doctors,” Aaron answers your question as he stares fondly at you, never wanting you to leave his sights ever again.

You pout at his statement “Aw man I wanted to enjoy the snow.”

“Oh don’t worry about that, Jack put some in the freezer for you” Aaron let’s his smile overtake his face and a small laugh that he reserves only for you and Jack.

You smile thinking about Jack’s antics and hoping he’s ok. You miss him and hope he’ll visit if you have to stay in the hospital for long.

“Oh and Y/N, the only thing I need for Christmas is you” he whispers as he stand up and kisses your temple. He climbs into bed beside you only after you pat the spot next to you. You snuggle up to Aaron’s warmth and never want to leave.

Yea Christmas Eve sucked, but Christmas turned out pretty alright. As you start to fall asleep in Aaron’s arms, you hear a quiet Christmas song fill the room.

🎶🎶 Come on, it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you 🎶

#aaron hotchner #criminal minds #aaron hotchner x reader #hotch #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner x you #hotch x reader #hotch x you #hotch x y/n #hotchner #angst #christmas fic

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crocheting-cupio · 1 year ago

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[Church bells] [Jingle bells] [Horse hooves clopping] [Cartoon sound of something falling]

[Atom bomb explosion]

[Funky saxophone] [Choir singing] [Jingle bells] [Cheery piano]

It's Christmas at ground zero 🎄☢️🎅 there's music in the air 🎶🎵 the sleigh bells are ringin' 🔔🔔🔔 and the carollers are singin' 📖🎶 while the air raid sirens blare 🚨☢️🚨

It's Christmas at ground zero 🎄☢️🎅 the b u t t o n has been pressed 🙈👇🔴 the raDIOOOO just let us know 📻🗣 that t h i s i s n o t a t e s t ! 😮🙀😱

Everywhere the atom bombs are droppin' 🏚💥🏥 [🎷] it's the end of all humanity 💀🪦☢️ no more time for last-minute shoppin' 🙅💸🎁 [🎷] it's time to face your final destiny! 😳💦

It's Christmas at ground zero 🎄☢️🎅 there's panic in the crowd 😱🏃🤪 we can dodge debris 👈👉👇 while we trim the tree ✂️🎄 underneath the mushroom cloud ☢️🍄🔥

[Funky Christmas music] [Air raid sirens]

You might hear some reindeer on your rooftop 🦌🔔🛷 [🎷] or Jack Frost on your windowsill ☃️❄️🌨 but if someone's climbing down your chimney... 🤫😮⁉️ [🎷] you better load your gun and shoot to kill! 💀🔫🫡

Oh, it's Christmas at ground zero 🎄☢️🎅 and if the radiation level's okaayy ☢️✅⚛️ I'll go out with yoouu 💑🌲❤️ and see all the neeww 🎊😮‼️ MUUtations on New Year's Day 🫠😈🍾

It's Christmas at ground zero! 🎄☢️🎅 just SECONDS left to go!! 🕚😱⏰ I'll duck and cover 🦆🙉🙈 with my yuletide lover ❤️💑🥰 underneath the mistletoe 🎄😘💋

It's Christmas at ground zero! 🎄☢️🎅 now the missiles are on their way! 😮🙀😱 what a crazy fluke!! 🤪😬🤷 we're gonna get nuked! 💀🪦☢️ on this jolly holiday! 🎄🎁⛄️

WHAT A CRAZY FLUKE! 🤪🤪🤪 WE'RE GONNA GET NUKED! ☢️☢️☢️☢️⚛️⚛️ ON THIS JOOOOLLLLYYYYY HOOOOOLLLIDAAAYYYYY!! 🎄🎄🎄🎄

[Music fades away]

[Air raid siren]

#weird al yankovic #polka party!#christmas at ground zero #christmas #shitposting

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readyforthegarden · 1 year ago

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Silver Springs - Part Eleven

Masterlist

Pairing: Sam Kiszka x Original Female Character

Synopsis: The year was 1976, the season was summer. The days were hot and the nights were hotter. Music was the best it had ever been, especially rock music. Sam Kiszka has been riding the high of being in one of the top bands on the scene, but when his bands tour is accompanied by another up-and-coming band, with a lead singer that gets on his very last nerve, will everything come crashing down or will they end up making music that changes the world?

Warnings: Angst, intense arguing, slight physical altercation between men 18+ only, Minors DNI

A/N: Sammy Nation, I love you so much

WC: 2442

🎶 🎶 🎶

Coming to the studio hungover was never a good idea. All of the noise and echos and reverb, a nightmare for a sore head. And yet the members of Greta Van Fleet staggered into the studio, worse for wear but there nonetheless.

“Why’d you guys let me drink so much?” Jake groaned quietly, rubbing his eyes under his sunglasses, jostling them off his nose. Every member of the band had dark sunglasses protecting them from the fluorescent lighting that flickered.

“We all drank that much.” Danny muttered back, rubbing his temples. As they got closer to the studio, music was already playing, causing them to stop. The sounds of a guitar tuning up and someone hitting on drums lazily wandered down the hall to them, muffled through the walls and door.

“Did we get the time wrong?” Sam asked, looking to his brothers.

“No, surprisingly, we’re on time.” Josh moved towards the door, hangover be damned, he wasn’t going to let someone take up their studio time and space. Swinging open the door, the rest of the band of brothers filed into the recording studio, standing behind the producer. There were a few others in the room today, but the boys ignored the people around.

Looking into the performance space, they saw Harlow, dressed a flow black dress with layered, asymmetrical hems. A black, lace shawl covered her shoulders and arms, cascading down into bell sleeves at her hands. Behind her were the Blue Jean Babies, focused on their instruments.

Billy and Harlow shared a look before beginning to harmonize together as Billy finger-picked his guitar strings while their drummer steadily thumped the kick drum. The music felt like what you’d hear in a western standoff, staring down the barrel of your enemy’s gun. Exactly what Harlow was going for.

“Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise

Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies.”

No one pretended not to look directly at Sam. Six eyes set on him, sending his skin aflame. Harlow’s voice was rougher than he’d heard it before, her eyes piercing through the dark glass between them as she stared daggers.

“And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying

You would never break the chain (never break the chain)”

“I told you,” Jake mumbled to Josh, recognizing the words she was singing as the one song in the kitchen, the one she never sang out loud that night. “He’s never gonna live this down."

“And if you don't love me now (you don't love me now)

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying (still hear you saying)

You would never break the chain (never break the chain)”

Sam made a move towards the door to the recording studio, to stop this in it’s tracks when Danny’s hand on his shoulder firmly held him in place.

“No, you’re gonna listen to this.” Danny told him, a stern look on his face. Sam clenched his jaw, turning back to the performance space, as Harlow and the Blue Jean Babies went into another verse.

“Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night

Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies

Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the light

And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying

You would never break the chain (never break the chain)”

Sam watched alongside his brothers as they repeated the chorus twice more, as Billy backed away, plucking out a few more notes before letting the bass take over with a solo that gradually got louder as the drums picked up. Billy came back in, playing as hard as he could as Harlow danced around the mic, spinning and shaking her head like a mad woman letting out all her energy. She came back to the mic, the rest of the band joining her, splitting the last repeated verse with Billy.

“Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)

Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)

Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)”

The producer called a wrap, and Harlow stepped back from the mic, placing a hand on her forehead, a wide grin on her face. Sam would have thought it charming had he not been the subject of the song she was so proud of.

“That was phenomenal!” Josh clapped loudly, making everyone wince. He breezed through the door to the performance space, smiling proudly at Harlow. “When did everyone get here?”

“We got here early this morning,” Billy announced, “Harlow scraped together some cash and we booked a little session before you got here.”

“I see that,” Josh chuckled. The bands visited one another, Harlow decidedly talking to everyone else but Sam, as he awkwardly stood off to the side. Did the rest of the band know what the song was about? Did they hate him like Harlow hated him? Why would he care if her band hated him anyway? His thoughts raced, causing his already aching head to throb harder. Looking up, he caught Billy looking at him, a slight glare to his eyes. Two answers in one millisecond.

“Your playing on that song was crazy, man.” Jake said to Billy. “How did you do that?” the two devolved into a conversation, Jake grabbing his own guitar and mimicking Billy’s actions. They caught the attention of the others, and soon the majority of both bands were jamming together on it, playing the song, everyone singing along, save for Sam, who merely half-heartedly plucked his bass.

“Now this is what he like to see!” turning their heads, they saw Mr. Johnson walking into the performance space. “Collaboration is a beautiful thing, isn’t it?”

“We didn’t know you were going to be here?” Josh looked around, questioning everyone with a look.

“I decided to pop in for a visit, see how the recording process was going.” the man in the suit answered. “And to bring some news.”

“Don’t tell me we’ve been dropped.” Jake cut in, looking deadly serious.”

“Greta Van Fleet is one of our top money makers, it would take a lot to get us to drop you guys.” Mr. Johnson scoffed. “We’ve added a new show at a festival here in Nashville. It’s before you guys set out on the last leg of tour again. It’s a good opportunity to promote for any remaining tickets.

“Congratulations,” Harlow smiled, patting Josh’s shoulder, letting him wrap her in a one armed hug.

“Congratulate yourself, after seeing this little jam session, I think Harlow and The Blue Jean Babies should come together, for at least one song. I can see if I can weasel some extra time for a small set for you guys too.”

“Festivals are big, think, how many bands took off after Woodstock?” Josh murmured in Harlow’s ear, grinning. Harlow nodded, smiling right back.

“Now, get back to rehearsing, this show is next week. And make sure you record that fucking song together, it’s going to smash through the charts after this festival, we’ll want an EP as soon as we can.” Mr. Johnson explained, saying his goodbyes before leaving the studio, the other people that had been in the booth with the producer filing out after him.

“Okay well, let’s get to work.” Jake grinned, starting the guitar work for the song.

🎶 🎶 🎶

The next week flew by as Greta Van Fleet and The Blue Jean Babies joined forces, work-shopping songs along with the song Harlow had dubbed “The Chain.” Sam tried to talk to her, but she would conveniently disappear when he thought he had her alone. For such a small building, she seemed to have an incredible amount of places to hide. When Greta would switch their time to recording, Harlow and Billy would stay in the building, utilizing a practice room.

When someone would pass by, the music would stop, as if they were keeping a secret, and more than twice they smelled incense wafting from under the door. Apparently Josh was the only one to know what was going on behind the closed door, having come back from a bathroom break smelling like the incense Harlow enjoyed. He went over to talk to Jake, who glanced up at Sam before looking back at his elder brother, grimacing slightly.

“Listen, whatever she’s up to, I don’t care.” Sam sighed, finally done with the looks. “You’re my brothers, you’re supposed to be on my side!”

“And say what, Sam?” Josh tore himself from Jake’s side, walking over to his youngest brother. “Yeah, you did a real great job stringing Harlow along, the whole time you’re still engaged to fucking Cindy! We’re all very proud, Sam!”

“I wasn’t!” Sam insisted sternly, slashing his hand through the air as if to cut through Josh’s words. “I ended it with her before we left for this tour, I swear it.”

“How?” Danny stood up from his drums, hands on his hips. “How did you do it Sam? And don’t fucking lie.” Sam stared at Danny for a solid thirty seconds, mouth pressed into a straight line. “Let me guess, you pushed back the wedding date again, told her you’d talk about it when you came home?”

“We had a fight over it, we didn’t make up!” Sam defended himself, hunching his shoulders and throwing his arms out to his sides. “I figured she would realize it was over!”

“For fuck’s sake Sam!” Jake cried out, staring incredulously at his little brother. “Fucking tell her to her face! Cindy has been in love with you since the seventh grade! And all you’ve done is drag her along for years! And you were gonna do the same fucking thing to Harlow, weren’t you?” Sam made no sound, feeling the anger bubbling up in his body from Jake presuming anything about what he intended with Harlow.

“I wasn’t…” Sam shook his head. “I wasn’t going to do that with Harlow.”

“Oh bull-fuckin-shit, Sam.” Josh rolled his eyes, stepping forward and pointing his long, slender finger into the tall mans chest. “You were going to keep her as yours until the tour was over. A summer camp promise of love letters and visits that never get delivered, the plane never lands. You don’t deserve someone like Harlow, you don’t deserve either of these women.”

“And who says Harlow wasn’t going to do the same thing back? Huh?” Sam was seeing red now, all of his arguments clouding his head and forcing themselves to his tongue. He knew Harlow had no intention of just using him, but he couldn’t stand the continued accusations.

“She said she fucking loves you, Sam!” Josh grabbed Sam, fisting his hands by the collar of his shirt and tugging him closer, glaring at him. “You don’t do that to someone you love!”

“Get off of me, Josh.” Sam warned, glaring down at his brother, clamping his hands on Josh’s wrists, trying to pull him off.

“I should beat the shit out of you.” Josh hissed between clenched teeth. “I should make it so our own mother wouldn’t recognize you when you drag your sorry ass back to her doorstep. But I’m going to give you a chance to make this right.” Sam tried to get out of Josh’s grip, but the shorter of them held tight, pulling Sam even closer.

The room was deadly quietly, Jake and Danny watching closely as Josh seethed. It was rare that he ever got to a point like this, and they stood at the ready, should they need to tear the bookends of the family apart.

“You’re going to make a choice. You have plenty of them to choose from. Choice one, you break it off with Cindy, apologize to Harlow and grovel on your god damn knees she’ll take you back. Choice two, you apologize to Harlow, end things with her for good, and you treat Cindy like the princess she is for the rest of your life. Or Choice three, you apologize to both of them, and you stay out of their fucking lives forever.” Josh stared Sam down, his eyes boring into him as his nostrils flared. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes.” Sam was finally released, the imprints of Josh’s grip still prominent in the cotton of his shirt as it settled back on Sam’s chest. The air in the room was thick and tense, no one wanted to breathe in case Josh’s wrath somehow turned to them.

“Good.” Josh flexed his fingers, rolling his shoulders back. “Let’s get back to work, shall we?”

Down the hall, Harlow sat on the piano bench with Billy, staring at the keys. It wasn’t hard to hear the loud voices of her friends, and in the small studio, it definitely wasn’t difficult to hear the subject matter.

“Hey,” Billy nudged Harlow with his shoulder, trying to break her out of her trance. She blinked a few times, slowly before turning to her best friend. “Maybe he’ll wise up now, and choose you.”

“I don’t know that I’d want him.” Harlow clenched her jaw, shaking her head, positioning her fingers over the keys and playing out the tune they’d been working on. “Who’s to say I wouldn’t end up just like Cindy?” Billy watched her carefully, as if he could see the wall she was building around her heart against Sam.

“I don’t know.” Billy admitted. “I wish I could see the future, tell you that everything turns out the way we want it to.”

“That would be amazing.” Harlow gave Billy a sad smile, causing him to wrap his arm around her back, tugging her into a hug.

“It would be. But we both know not everything happens like that. It’s not always the way we want it to be, but it’s always the way it should be.” Taking a deep breath in, Harlow released it slowly, knocking her head gently against Billy’s.

“When did you get so smart, huh?”

“If it’s any consolation, I will always, always be there for you.” Billy smiled softly, turning as best he could and kissing the side of her head. “From diapers to deathbeds, right?”

“Right.” Harlow could hear Greta Van Fleet starting up again, and shook out her hands, sitting up. “Okay, we have to finish this song before I lose it.” Billy nodded, picking his guitar back up to work on the strum pattern.

“I think this will be our best work yet, Harlow Lawson.”

🎶 🎶 🎶

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@allybjt @hippievanfleet @weightofbrokenbells @joshkiszkasbadussy @malany-gvf @ruby0antlers @samofthedawn @sacredjake @aim4thedoublee @diditallforyouu @gvfmarge @highladyofasgard @sammysvanfeet@gold-mines-melting @earthgrlsreasy @mountain-in-springtime @forcebond301 @stardust-and-shadows @llightmyllovee @gretavangroupie @comesofarsomehow @starcatcherkiszka @indigofallingsky @hellowgoodbye @hearts-hunger @fwzco @joshskittytickler

#sam kiszka #sam kiszka x reader #sam gvf #sam kiszka fanfiction #greta van fleet #greta van fleet fic #greta van fleet fan fiction #jake kiszka #josh kiskza #danny wagner #sam kiskza x oc #silver springs fic

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seaofdaydreams · 6 months ago

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✨Unsolicited Lore Dump✨

I was tagged by @wilteddreamsofbaldursgate! Thank you!😊

Do you make your bed? Only when people come over lol

Favorite number? 3 is a magic number 🎶

If you could go back to school would you? High school was a pretty decent time for me but I don't know that I want to go back. I'd love to get more studio art schooling though. The more I learn the more I realize I don't know. 🥲

Can you parallel park? Only when the stars align just right. 🤣

Do you think aliens are real? Probably? I don't spend a lot of time thinking about this.

Can you drive a manual car? No.

What’s your guilty pleasure? I don't know that I feel guilty about it but most people probably don't know that I like listening to Rotten Mango Podcast while doing chores.

Tattoos? I like looking at other peoples' but I don't want any. I don't like the permanency and fear that I might not like anything I get after a few years pass.

Favorite color? Puuuuurple~!! If we want to get even more specific than that, Lilac.

Favorite types of music? "Anything that makes the brain go brrr" Same. I think I tend to lean towards pop and rock though.

Do you like puzzles? Depends on the puzzle and whether I have the luxury of time to complete it.

Any phobias? All spiders except jumping spiders give me the ick especially after hearing about and seeing the impact of a recluse spider bite on my middle school science teacher.

Favorite childhood sport? It's a tie between swimming and badminton

Do you talk to yourself? Yes.

What movies do you adore? A couple movies that I love are Nezha, Belle and Princess Mononoke.

Coffee or tea? I drink both with copious amounts of milk and sugar so I'm not sure I'm allowed to say I actually like both, haha

First thing you wanted to be growing up? A manga-ka/animator

I've seen a lot of people do this already; I'm not sure who's left so apologies if I tagged you and you already did it, haha. Likewise, if you've haven't been tagged and want to do it, please do!

@pinkberrytea, @warbwarts, @tallymonster, @just-a-refrigerator

#tag game

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elucienweekofficial · 1 year ago

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AO3 Collection・Instagram・Twitter・Masterlist

📝Fics:

I Was Enchanted To Meet You by @c-e-d-dreamer

Lead Me Into the Light by @velidewrites

A Blaze in the Dark by @the-lonelybarricade

Love on Water Lillies by @vulpes-fennec

You Come Back, I'll Be Right Here by @tuzna-pesma-snova

Nature's Remedies by @starfall-spirit

Ars Amatoria by @fieldofdaisiies

Northern Lights In Our Skies by @kingofsummer93

Cinnamon and Honey by @velidewrites

This Fire Won't Burn Me by @separatist-apologist

Love on Water Lillies by @vulpes-fennec

and all those dreams singing by @writtenonreceipts

To the Ends of the Earth by @strawbrerian-writes

In Your Glow by @wilde-knight

La Belle Fleur Sauvage by @thegloweringcastle

The Honeymooners by @iambutmortal

Love and Light by @readingwritingwatching

This Must Be the Place by @areyoudreaminof

Spring Breaks Loose by @sunbrightheart

Prythian's Best Dressed Couple by @dimalry

🎨Art:

Nature by @stickyelectrons

"I can hear your heart..." art by @brielyasmin

Elucien in a flower field - comissioned by @separatist-apologist and @the-lonelybarricade from artist @krem-does-stuff

Elain and Lucien in nature - comissioned by @foreverinelysian from artist @zolyna_

Misty autumn morning by @laxibbeb

Elucien in nature - commissioned by @sanktadu and artist nysteller

Elucien art by @yanyk_art

Magic by @mei_lfong

Elucien dog parents - comissioned by @amandapearls from artist @gonzais_

Elucien pregnancy by @hmmr.art

Elucien dancing - comissioned by @separatist-apologist from artist @gracie-rosee

Elucien nature art by @corcracrow

Elucien with a fox and fawn by @devilsnightz

𝒩𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 - comissioned by @acourtdelaluna from artist @indrakiin

Elucien kissing by @lib-arts

Elucien having a ciggie by @andrigyn

Elucien dancing by @hmmr.art

🎶Misc:

In Fading Hush of Eden Lost mooboard by @bloomingdarkgarden

Nature moodboard by @velidewrites

Elucien nature headcanon by @harperbrynne

CALANMAI moodboard by @lowlifeprincess23

Elucien scents and Elucien quotes by @acourtofthought

Elain & Lucien's fursonas embracing by @princessyuwa

If we missed one of your contributions, kindly reach out to one of our event runners!

🎨: mallorydraws

#Elucienweek2023 #Elucienweek #Elucien #Elucien fanart #Elucien art #Elucien fanfiction #Elucien fic #Elucien moodboard #Elucien analysis #Elain x Lucien #Lucien x Elain #prompt: nature

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instruth · 1 year ago

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ARE FAIRIES REAL?

Fairies are real.

To a child like me, they are

They are just lost angels

during the Great Rebellion in Heaven

Some believe they are army deserters

Others say they became separated

and are victims of catastrophes,

chaos - orphans and the homeless

fleeing from a war torn zone,

lost along the way

Fairies, having resided so long on Earth,

had learned to adapt to an earthly life

They had mutated, mimicked, and taken up features and characteristics of earthly creatures and other earthly beings,

as and when the seasons change,

sometimes camouflaging with

the environment and landscapes

And they can fly, if they choose to, with

changing moods, feelings and emotions

Here are a few songs from a friendly, sociable lost fairy, who has taken refuge

in our home at my playroom.

I call him Super Fly. He is small,

like a young colorful butterfly

Yes. He flies all the time

He seems a happy boy, smiling or

laughing, but often he sings or talks in melancholic and rhythmic poetry.

I think he misses his home.

Here, among us, he is at a home,

away from home.

Please listen to him.

🎼🎶

“Boy amiss, toys a kiss

Lass I miss, coys a hiss

Am I mistaken?

Have I been taken?

No more token

I have spoken.”🎶

“You’ve changed altogether,

no longer an ace

I see the weather

upon your face

Cut in furrowed lines of sighs

No hello, only goodbyes.”🎶

His friend, Tootie, is amazing.

When it is cold, especially in winter,

He blows his hands to keep them warm

And he blows a hot soup, to keep it cool

Turns warm or cold with the same blow.

He is mystical and unpredictable,

When afraid, he hides and sings 🎼🎶:

“I was gasping for breath

Without a fire on the hearth

Grasping desperately to hold

onto the foot of my scurrying soul

When will I hear the bells of liberty

O free me from this dark uncertainty?”

Super Fly is happiest when the sun shines

In spring or summer, he flies about

and sings 🎶🎼.

“Oh, sing me a song of spring

When lovers kiss and robins sing

There is a splendor in the grass

A love call, the lad to his lass.”

In summer, he flies up to the sky

and sings 🎶🎼:

“Summer sends in the clowns, fun and laughter

The sun smiles and greets every merry maker

The rain sits on the clouds to hold

its splatter

On each peopled shore, dreamer, and hiker.”

01 October 2023

Stories, Poems & Songs

Photos: My Album Collections

(Sources Unknown)

#poetryportal #writerscreeds #smittenbypoetry #spilledwords #writingthestorm #poeticstories #inkstainsandheartbeats

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missjanjie · 11 months ago

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🎶 for crygi please :D

I Can Hear the Bells – Hairapray

No lyrics bcs I can’t get it to format on mobile but here’s a link to the song if you don’t know it lol

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“Are you feeling okay?” Jaida asked, brows furrowed in concern. “You’re all flushed and your eyes are all glazed. And I know you didn’t get high, ‘cause you don’t do that shit before class since you can’t hide being stoned if your life depended on it.”

Whatever Jaida said had gone in one ear and out the other, Gigi still lost in her blissful state. “I’m still spinning,” she swooned. “Crystal finally spoke to me today, she said my shirt looked cool and was impressed when I said I made it.”

“Aren’t y’all in a fashion program?”

“She’s not, this is a gen ed requirement,” she replied flippantly, eager to get back to the main point. “Then she accidentally bumped into me on her way out. She smelled so nice, a little weed-y but you know I don’t mind that.”

Jaida shook her head in amusement. Gigi was normally so cool and collected, unaffected by the world around her. The almost childlike enthusiasm was endearing. Kind of. “Obviously.”

Again, Gigi was off in her own little world. “What if I made our wedding dresses, wouldn’t that be the cutest?”

“Adorable, let me know when you come join us in real life on Earth.” She replied, now a bit less amused by her crush, but a little concerned about the pedestal she was putting Crystal on. “You know she’s a whole-ass person and not like, the main character in a lesbian romance novel, right?”

She huffed and crossed her arms, seemingly snapped out of her dreamy haze. “Of course I do, but I like to feel the fantasy. Just let me have this, okay?”

Jaida’s expression softened and she nodded. “Who knows, maybe next time you’ll drop your books in the hall and lock eyes with her as you both lean down to pick them up.”

Gigi gave her friend a shove. “Shut up, romcoms are popular for a reason.”

#crygi #shcrygi #chgigi #chjaida #songfic roulette

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stxrsims · 11 months ago

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🎶i can hear the bells..🎶

previous | next

#joy of life legacy #ts4cc #sims 4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 simblr #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 cas #sims 4 cc #legacy challenge #thesims #sims 4 legacy #sims challenge

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forzasedici · 1 year ago

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i love it that you reblogged the “get to know the blogger” post bc i saw you reblog a lot of “le belle et la bete” gifs and was curious about your general taste/favourite films 👁️👁️

this is going to be so long i'm sorry but i just love talking about it so let's start!

i'm going to highlight some of the movies from my favourites list on letterboxd aka the movies that butter my bun:

— Skyfall (2012) and 1917 (2019) both directed by Sam Mendes are honestly great movies with Skyfall for me being the best Bond movie and 1917 as one of the best war movies. What made 1917 one of my favourites was the watching it at cinema experience plus the reveal in the end is just *chef's kiss*

— Tarantino movies. Like that's it. I know a lot of ppl don't like him but for me he's one of the best writers and sure has his problems but you cannot deny his work is great. Inglorious Basterds for me take the cake as his best movie with Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill: Part I being up there as well. One of his underrated movies is definitely Jackie Brown which I've loved.

— Period dramas. Another one of my fave genres. Emma. (2020) being one of my favourite movies. Emma (2009) is also a great adaptation albeit it is a series. Pride and Prejudice (2005) and (1995) are great as well. Little Women has recently grown on me way more and remains my favourite Greta Gerwig movie. Another underrated movie for me is Ophelia which as the title says focuses more on Ophelia from the play Hamlet. It's really well done and I've enjoyed watching it.

— This one is also a period drama but it is a bollywood movie so I wanted to highlight it. Jodhaa Akbar is a MUST watch such a good movie it's insane like I'm sorry you have a sword fight sequence between two lovers and you have won me over.

— Let's get franchises out of the way. Obviously Marvel movies are some of my favourites with Avengers: Infinity War, Captain America: The Winter Soldier and Thor: Ragnarok which are in my top 3. Both Black Panther movies and Spider-man: No Way Home are taking honourable mentions. For their series my favourite has been Moon Knight. (Sony gets their cookies for Spider-man: Into the Spider-verse and obviously Venom because come on now eddie and venom are otp y'all don't get it like i do)

— Next big franchise is Star Wars. Original trilogy: Empire Strikes Back. Prequel trilogy: Revenge of the Sith (I'm an Anakin girlie unfortunately) and Sequel trilogy: The Last Jedi (Rian Johnson supremacy). Series: Obi-wan Kenobi (i cried). Honourable mention to Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (i also cried).

— Since I mentioned Rian Johnson let's expand on that because the man just gets movies and everyone should watch Looper and Knives Out!!

— Denis Villeneuve. MY MAN!!!! Arrival and Dune *chef's kiss* if you can bear longer movies also Blade Runner 2049 but it isn't one of my favorites exactly because it was long and boring. And since probably someone will say the same for Dune at least Dune has you looking at Oscar Isaac and Timothee Chalamet sure they look miserable but that's when men look the best.

— Spy movies? like idk how to call this but let me list them all. Anna (2019) they succeeded where The Red Sparrow failed like if you're looking for anything similar to Black Widow Anna is the one I would recommend a thousand times. The Nice Guys and The Man From U.N.C.L.E. great comedies I just love them. It's not really a spy but assassin I guess but John Wick franchise is the shit and the best movie is obviously John Wick 2.

— Another director that has me is unfortunately Christopher Nolan. Can I get more basic than that? I do admit his faults and that's sound mixing is fucking awful, I don't understand his movies while I am watching them most of the time and this man cannot write a female character for the life of him BUT 🎶 shapes and colours 🎶. His ideas are what draw me in and it's just visual masterpieces doesn't matter if I can't hear the dialogue if it looks good am I right?

— Smashing musicals and animation together because this is already becoming too long. Singin' In The Rain and The Sound of Music are a MUST watch and also I'm a Phantom of the Opera girlie so if you're going to watch anything watch the 25th anniversary version. I am also unfortunately a Hamilton girlie and the damage to my life caused by that damn musical is irreparable. For animation musical Hercules, The Emperor's New Groove, Anastasia, The Lion King and Tangled and purely animation Howl's Moving Castle, Lilo and Stitch, The Incredibles and Inside Out.

— Now it's time for a quick fire: Ford v Ferrari and Rush are two best movies for my motorsport girlies, Gone Girl and The Hunger Games: Catching Fire for my book girlies, Death at a Funeral and Hot Fuzz for the british comedy girlies, i'm also unfortunately a Titanic girlie probably the movie i've watched most in my life, THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS!!! A. MUST. WATCH. Monty Python movies are great if you ignore some of the outdated jokes. Jackie is one of my favorites just because it's one of Natalie's Portman's best performances and that's also including Black Swan but both movies are also visually stunning.

— The Death of Stalin is one of the best comedies as well. Ready Player One is one of my weirder favourites since many ppl see it as an average movie but i'd recommend it to anyone (literally can't believe it's my favourite Spielberg movie 😭😭). Also add to the video game genre Tron: Legacy because I will also recommend that movie to anyone. The Grand Budapest Hotel is also a must watch like if anyone made the world go through a pink paint shortage before Barbie did then it's this movie and finally The Batman (2022). Let's end on a battinson note just because.

— Crazy to think I haven't even mentioned all of my favourites but I guess this is kinda the jist of it all. Basically my taste is anything as long as I like it I guess jsbsjsbsjs. (I forgot to mention the horror genre but that's just because I don't really have a favourite movie like if I had to say anything it would be The Conjuring movies.)

— As for Le Belle Et La Bête it's one of my new favourites and honestly got me into a french cinema mood so I'll probably find more favourites there. One of my goals has always been to watch more foreign movies but not many have entered my favourites club unfortunately. Also fuck disney live-action remakes (except you cinderella (2015)).

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