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[boysbeloving]

send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome ✨☀️

IIMMMMMYYYYYY 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭

thank you.....this is so sweet of you (and given what my life is right now, i could really use some reassurance that i'm nice and have a good heart lol)

[pinkierre]

detectives yukierre drabble | for my love @yukierres

Pierre is slumped over his desk as the Captain of the Police Department is doing his weekly ‘Monday morning’ update round. Normally, Pierre at least tries to fake attention to these talks, but he really couldn’t fall asleep last night. It was even more difficult than usual, seeing the clock hit 3am and then 3:30 until he finally left consciousness. It’s led to him being on his third cup of coffee even though it isn’t even 9am yet.

“And last but not least, we’re delighted to be joined by Detective Tsunoda, who has transferred all the way from Tokyo to join the Whitechapel PD.” Pierre hears his Captain say before his coworkers give a round of applause. The sudden wall of noise has definitely woken him up a bit, even if it’s just temporary.

“Off you go, let’s make London a better place than we left it yesterday.”

The people who’ve come into the office just for the update speech filter out of the room immediately, leaving Pierre lonely at his desk. He powers on his computer as he sinks back down in his chair. Coffee. He still needs coffee. A lot of it. He tries to justify walking to the Starbucks down the road, or if he’s just going to have a crappy cup at the office…

“Gasly.” The Cap says as he shakes Pierre from whatever sleep deprived train of thought was going on in his head.

“‘Morning, sir.” He croaks out as his gaze focuses on the figure hiding behind Captain Tost.

“Tsunoda is yours. I trust you can show him the ropes?” He says before walking off and revealing a brand new Detective Tsunoda to Pierre.

Pierre is frozen in his place, staring at an equally frozen Detective in front of him. The man looks… familiar. Very familiar, actually. As if they’ve met before, or even a couple of times.

“Hi.” The man in front of him croaks out, seemingly having recovered from being stumped a lot faster than Pierre.

“Hello.” Pierre stammers out, sitting up straighter as he’s taking in the appearance of his new colleague.

Where could I have seen him before? Pierre thinks to himself as the pair of them keeping staring at each other.

“Do I know you from somewhere?” Detective Tsunoda asks him. So it’s not just Pierre then, who has got this feeling that they know each other from somewhere.

Pierre stands up, extending his hand for the other man to shake.

When their hands connect, a jolt of electricity runs up his arm and ends up in his heart, making it skip a beat.

“Yeah, I think you do.”

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My beloved <3 Happy birthday! You know how much Fantasy Fest is kicking both our asses, but I couldn’t go without at least writing you a little something something in our ‘detectives yukierre’ au. This might become a scene or we might end up deleting it all, who knows! Can’t wait to eventually work this out idea out with the plan we’ve got!

Darling, I love you <3 I’m so happy to call you a friend of mine. I hope you’re having the loveliest day! 

[fuckyoutommie]

guys i’m SOOOO high 🤭

and i just love my friends soooo much !!!!

had the worst day ever but then i talked to my friend about it and she made me feel soo much better!!

the day ended super stressful at work but then i got home and felt at least a little better!

currently VERY high and thinking abt what this silly little band from christmas-capitol-of-the-worldsville has given me !!!!!!!! i never thought i would have such love and understanding surround me like it is. i’m so fucking grateful for my friends 🧡🧡🧡🧡

[general-kalani]

which muse is the trickiest to get into character for?

{ Prompt from here! }

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I find actually most are REALLY easy to get into by playing their specific playlist!..

And then there's my Mordecai, there's my Dessler, there's my Claudia Grant-

Ones that DO have a playlist yet I find I have to take a day or two to get into the writing mood for them and even then struggle to do it.

All the muses I have on hiatus at the moment are the hardest ones for me to currently get into the writing urge for just because, despite having a playlist dedicated to them they just don't work for me so I had to put them to one side.

But specifically THE hardest one to get into?

Between Anton Ferner and Fritz Joseph Bittenfeld. One's got a playlist the other doesn't but they're SO difficult to write even though they both have no threads.

[mad-c1oud]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

No fucking WAY!!!! You drew this!!!!!! You drew them!!!!! You drew the scene!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHH NO WAY

I cannot believe I get to look at this- this is the best thing ever ily dearly <33333

screw it its starcicle time

@mad-c1oud this scene lives rent free in my head its so sweet man

[lipglossanon]

Radar Love

⌌⊱⇱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊰⌏🌟⌎⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⇲⊰⌏

A Little Savory tier commission for Immy<3

Word count: 1995

Thank you so much for the request! 💜

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, kissing, teasing, flirting, cockwarming, nipple play, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, math homework 🤭

proofread! But apologies for any mistakes | may have missed 🫣

Title from Radar Love by Golden Earring

⌌⊱⇱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊰⌏🌟⌎⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⇲⊰⌏

You didn’t think twice when Leon offered to help tutor you for the math test you were struggling to pass. And at the start, he was super helpful. Then, once you started doing much better at solving the problems on the practice sheet, he got a little more lenient, a little more intimate in his tutoring. 

“C’mon, little sis,” he grins at you, patting his knee, “sit on my lap and show me the problems you have left to work on.”

Biting your lip, you fidget with your skirt before finally moving to sit down on his lap with your back to his chest as you both face your scratch paper filled with equations. 

“Good girl,” he murmurs in your ear, chuckling when you shiver, “oh baby sis, you’re so cute.”

“Shut up,” you grouch, ignoring the arousal pooling in your belly at your close proximity to Leon. 

“Ooh, someone’s got an attitude,” he pokes your side with one hand while his other fiddles with the hem of your skirt, “don’t be so mean, I’m just trying to help my sweet little sister.”

“Uh huh, sure,” you snark, grinding down on his bulge, feeling his chubbed cock twitch against your ass. 

Hissing, he grabs your hip and slowly rocks up against you. 

“Such a tease,” he grunts, the hand by your skirt hem slipping underneath to tease across the gusset of your panties. 

His fingers quickly feel out your pussy to rub up and down your slit. 

“Mmm fuck, love this fat little pussy, princess,” he kisses the side of your neck, “gonna let me slide my cock in your tight, wet hole?”

Clenching the pencil in your hand, you grind back against his bulge, spreading your legs for him to tease your cunt through your damp panties even easier. 

“I’ll think about it,” you sass and he groans, fingers finding your clit and softly rubbing circles around it. 

 “C’mon, baby, just sit on my cock, don’t even have to bounce on it, just wanna feel that snug little pussy around my dick.”

You squirm as more slick fills your panties, “I don’t know.. I really need to study, big brother. I’m trying to pass this class.”

“Fuck,” he rocks against you a little quicker, “just cockwarm me while you study, princess. Promise I’ll be on my best behavior. Really wanna feel you.”

You hum, pretending to think about it although internally you’re pleased as punch that he’s begging you. 

You sigh good naturedly, “Is that really such a good idea? You’ve been pretty distracting.”

His fingers massage across your clit making your thighs jump as you bite your lip, eyes fluttering shut as pleasure bubbles up through your veins. 

“Pinky promise I’ll be good,” he kisses your neck again, “pretty please, little sis? With sugar on top?”

You giggle at that, “Okay, Leon. But if you really distract me, I’m kicking you out.”

“Thank you,” he enthuses in your ear, fingers quickly moving your soaked panties down and off your legs. 

Shifting your skirt, he pulls his sweats down to his knees, weeping cock now jutting up from between your thighs to rub against your slick pussy lips. He hooks his chin over your shoulder to look down at your lap. 

He lazily thrusts against your cunt, “Can I do this for a sec, princess? Looks so fucking hot.”

You nod, eyes glued to the fat tip of his cock as precum beads at the slit to dribble down his shaft. 

“Look at that chubby little pussy,” he groans, “fuck, ‘m the luckiest big brother, huh?”

“Uh huh,” you clench your thighs making him buck up a little harder, “so lucky I spoil you.”

“Yeah you do,” he readily agrees, cock rubbing against your cunt until you squirm against his lap. 

“Putting it in now, princess,” he murmurs softly, pushing the fat tip past your clenching hole until he’s buried all the way to the hilt in your wet heat. 

“Oh fuck, that’s it,” he hisses, teeth biting into your clothed shoulder, “so fucking wet and tight, y’got the perfect pussy, baby sis.”

Your cunt spasms and clenches down on his dick at his words. 

“Go on, work on your problems and I’ll let you know if it’s wrong,” he chuckles, big hands moving to your hips to grip them tightly. 

Tamping down the moan you feel wanting to break free, you try extra hard to concentrate on the paper in front of you and not your step brother's fat cock deliciously stretching you open. 

Leon nuzzles into your neck, brushing some of your hair away so he can kiss and suck the skin in front of him. 

“Leon,” you grit out, pussy fluttering around his cock as it throbs inside your slick walls, “behave.”

“I am,” he coos sweetly, “didn’t think something this small would get to you, princess.”

He nips at your neck and you whimper. 

“I mean it.”

“Okay, okay,” he relents, settling back in the chair, “since you can’t handle it, I’ll just enjoy myself with—“

“I can handle it,” you huff out, “I can handle whatever you dish out.”

“Suure, princess,” he mocks, “you don’t have to pretend with me.”

“Go ahead, big brother,” you grind down on his lap making him hiss, cock kicking inside your soaked cunt, “I can study just fine.”

“Yeah?” he hums before chuckling and kissing your neck, “let’s see if you can.”

Nothing happens at first. Leon runs his hands up and down your sides, groping your hips before moving down to squeeze your thighs. It lulls you into a false sense of security and you easily go back to working on your practice test. 

A gasp parts your lips when Leon’s hands sneak under your shirt to cup your breasts. Glaring at your paper, you ignore him although the slow drag of his fingers up to the stiff peaks of your chest makes your thighs tremble. 

Cupping your breasts in his hands, he circles your hardening nipples with his thumbs, brushing back and forth and sending little electric currents of arousal straight to your clit. 

“I don’t see you writing anymore,” he teases in your ear.

“I’m stuck on this problem,” you lie to cover up the fact Leon is making your cunt throb from playing with your nipples.

“Ohh,” he laughs, tugging on your hard buds gently before squeezing your tits, “let big brother take a look then.”

He leans over your shoulder and studies the paper on your desk. Humming, he keeps circling your sensitive nipples as he reads over the problem. 

“Big brother,” you whine, hips swiveling down to feel his cock rut inside your pussy.

He grunts and pinches your nipples between his thumb and the knuckle of his forefinger before soothing the hard buds by dragging his fingers across them. 

“It looks like you didn’t apply the correct formula, princess,” he breathes hotly next to your cheek, “try the quadratic equation.”

Body feeling like a live wire, you nod and go back to your schoolwork. 

“It looks like you’re pretty much finished though,” he kisses your jaw, “wanna move this to the bed?”

He tugs on your puffy nipples until you squeal and bounce on his lap. 

“I need to finish this, big brother,” you whimper as he keeps groping and teasing your breasts. 

“C‘mon, we can work on it later,” he tempts you, “let me rail your wet cunt until I fill you to the brim, little sis.”

It sends a hot thrill down your spine to hear Leon say that instead of just doing whatever he wants with you; it gives you a boost of confidence. 

“One more problem,” you compromise, “if you’re a good boy and don’t do anything else to distract me, I’ll let you take me to bed.”

“So bossy,” you can hear the smile in his voice, “deal, princess. I’ll be a good boy for you.”

That last part’s whispered in your ear and it makes you pull your shoulders up to your ears with a giggle even as more arousal pools in your belly. True to his word, Leon slips his hands away and holds onto your hips as he watches you work on your last math problem.

As soon as you set your pencil down, Leon is picking you up off of his lap, cock pulling out with a wet schlick that has you both moaning. He moves over to your bed, manhandling you back into his lap but this time facing each other. 

“Do good boys get to fuck that juicy cunt, princess?” He smirks at you, flipping your skirt up so he can rub his slick coated cock against your pussy. 

“Yes, big brother,” you lay your hands against his chest as you angle your hips and sink down on his cock with a whine, “good boys get my cute princess pussy.”

“Fucking hell,” he moans excitedly, “need it, princess. Sit on my fucking dick and ride me.”

Whining, you feel him bottom out as your ass meets his thighs.

“Pussy needed me to stuff her full, huh? Need big brother to wreck your perfect fucking pussy,” he rabbits his hips up into your squelching cunt, “tell me, princess.”

Your nails sink into his shirt, digging into the skin underneath, “Yes, yes, m’pussy needs big brother’s fat cock stretching her open.”

Leon kisses across your throat, sucking marks into the sensitive skin and making you squirm and buck your hips. With a snarl, he grabs onto your ass and bounces you faster on his cock. 

“That’s right,” he chuckles at your fucked out expression, “my sweet baby sis just needs her big brother to take care of her.”

He kisses you roughly, tongue and lips devouring your own as spit leaks down your chin. Mewling, you roll your hips down, grinding your clit against his pelvis and making you cry out into his messy kisses. Leon snaps his hips up, burying his cock deep in your throbbing cunt. 

“Wanna feel you milk my cock, princess,” he rumbles from low in his chest, “gonna give this hot pussy a nice creampie.” 

“Big brother,” you whimper, hands pawing at his chest as you rock your hips into his rough thrusts, the sound of skin slapping loud in the room. 

“That’s it, work my cock with that slutty princess cunt,” he hisses, one hand coming down to spank your ass. 

Squealing, you clench around him as he keeps slapping his hand down on your ass cheek.  

“Gonna make me cum, big brother,” you whine out, bouncing hard and fast in his lap, “gonna milk your cock so good.”

“Fuck me,” he groans, swapping to slap the other cheek, “such a tight cunt, princess. This little pussy’s just begging for a hot load, right?”

He angles his hips until his fat cock grinds against your g-spot on every thrust, tightening the band of arousal pooled in your belly.  

Reaching down between you, his fingers rub soft, quick circles on your clit. 

“Cum,” you mewl, “g’nna cum, big brother, Leon—“

A high pitched wail leaves your mouth, pussy clamping down on Leon’s dick— walls fluttering and milking him like crazy. 

“So good,” Leon fucks his cock up into your clenching hole, “milking me so fucking good, princess. Gonna stuff this fat pussy like she deserves.”

He curses under his breath and buries his cock into your soaked hole. Groaning loudly, his cock spurts rope after rope of thick, sticky cum inside your wet heat. Rutting his cock softly inside your cunt, he shoots off again and again, painting your pussy walls white with his load.

Once his dick softens, he pulls out of you with a sigh and you slump forward onto his chest. His sticky spend drips down your thighs onto his softening cock. 

“Mmm, wanna nap and pick it back up again?” He murmurs, petting down your back. 

“Sure, after we clean up though.”

He laughs, “You got it, princess.”

[thedeviltohisangel]

Bucky and Spook have my heart 😭

I'm so looking forward to seeing their life after the war with their little buckys and little spooks!

*BLURB WEEKEND*

OK SHOULD I FINALLY REVEAL THE COMPLETE LIST OF THEIR BABIES AND A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THEM?!

Gale & Penelope: We are pretty well acquainted with these two. They are the tentpoles of the post-war life. Represent everything they fought for and worked for. An ABSOLUTE HANDFUL to have two babies at the same time but they are so so so so so in love with being parents and it turns them on so much that just over a year later...

Lillian: We have recently met this cutie. She is deaf in her right ear so Cass/John are very consumed by her medical needs while she is younger. Always looking for the best doctors and equipment and care and making sure she has the resources to still do well in school and have as normal childhood as possible. Things feel really perfect and they have lulled themselves into being comfortable. But then everything changes.

Imogene: She is about two years younger than Lillian. Cass is about 3 months pregnant when John gets the call to Korea. Just let your angst minds wander with what that means. He is saying goodbye to his three little babies who are just starting to understand the world around them. The twins understand Daddy is leaving. He is saying goodbye to his wife he promised he would never separate from again. AND she is pregnant. If something goes wrong, she won't be there. And vice versa at home. BUT-we all know Cass always has something up her sleeve :)

Wesley: Their last baby. A bit of an oops (and yes, John makes smirky comments how he's still got it). 4 years younger than Immy. A LITERAL PRINCE. Because he is the last, his parents dote on him in such precious precious ways. His siblings also do. When I say Wesley is a literal angel, I mean it. The perfect child.

Let me know what questions/thoughts you all have on their little family!

[trafficblrpositivityproject]

@tiamatisobscure miss, you're genuinely one of the nicest people I've ever met bcs of a discord server, and I'm so glad I did! I love talking to you, and thanks to you I've learned so many new moth facts! (You've also greatly helped me work on overcoming my fear of months, hint hint :3) love u miss!

-mystery immy from the land of live wels reaction

@tiamatisobscure !!!

[pinayelf]

tagged by the lovely @ruthvelyan to make my ocs in this picrew <3 thank you love ^_^

we got a mixed bag here (and a slight love triangle lmao)

top l-r: Alistair x Amihan (angsty kiss ooOOooOH) and Nate x Amihan (OooOOoH lol)

bottom l-r: Cullen x Immy (tootache galore) and Orion x Violetta (from the Infamous IF <3)

I wanted to do Sinag x Fenris but the heights are too off (they're around the same height, Sinag only slightly taller) so I didn't do them

If you see this you're tagged! Brain sorta fried atm and idw to forget anyone <3

[mad-c1oud]

FROM THE FOG I RISE WE HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH AN IMMI CHAPTER!!!

IT'S LOVELY! It's got yummy Etoiles' emotions and feeeeelings!

Your mc mechanics interpretations are top tier fr, bc holy shit waystones using emotions? subconscious feeling? intent? will? instict? of the person is SO COOL

AAAAAAAA Teleportation magic being this old abstract force of will with its sole focus on connecting people AAAAA its magical flow being natural to this world

It makes me think of all the waystones being connected through a network, or smth like mycelium

Funny question tho, how would teleporting work for some of the ADHD folk who can't for the life of them focus on a singular destination?

And how do u think the magic would deal with a person that desperately wanted to teleport somewhere familiar, but that waystone and the place was destroyed beyond repair?

Anyway, tysm for the chapter, I wish u well for any irl stuff and writing endeavors!

Starcicle prevails 😌 🌟🦠(<- lol it kinda looks like slime if you believe)

YEHAHHHHH WERE BACK. I missed the goobers terribly

I’m so happy everyone has been loving the waystone thoughts. It’s something mentioned in most fics where they teleport, but I’ve never felt like elaborating becuase at those points, the characters already knew how it worked. So this moment of introspection from someone as analytical as Étoiles has been real fun.

I’m gonna blab about it more below the cut so click for insane word rambles if you want<3

So.

The inspiration came from the fact that if given the choice of what superpower I would choose, I would go with teleportation. Always been that way. I would always think about how it would work too becuase I was obsessed with MHA for a few years and they’re take on powers and quirks was just too much fun. So I thought about how teleporting would work, if it was sight based or maybe you had to have physically been somewhere to teleport there, etc. i liked the idea of needing to be familiar with a place before you could teleport there, or having some connection to it. Intent, knowing.

When I saw the waystones in the qsmp, and actually used them myself in minecraft, I just started automatically pushing those general teleportation thoughts onto the mechanic. They naturally generate in the world, these old pillars with ancient scribble on them (lke the enchantment tables). In order to use a waystone, you have to “activate” or click it. I just… went with it.

I didn’t realize I was using the idea until a few chapters into twaho and starting fingers. When. I did, I developed it a little more but still, I like to be vague about it. I like magic you don’t fully understand, especially when it’s ancient. Also I feel like over explaining it ruins it in some cases and while Étoiles is the po to over explain mechanics, I like shoving him at something he can’t fully pick apart.

Gah sorry you asked for none of that but I like talk sorry. On to your queries…

Warping for those with ADHD or just overall scattered thoughts— tricky. Since I like to think of these waystones as almost alive (at least the magic), they’re interrupting the “information” from the person touching the stone. Like Étoiles on the beach of Eggxile right after upsetting Charlie, trying to warp to his base but all he could think about was his mistake. All he could think about was Charlie. So the waystone kept him there, where he clearly needed to be, until Étoiles could focus and put more intent into his warp. It’s real easy for people to end up at the wrong waystone simply because they’re distracted or panicking, their minds a jumbled mess. A funny irl example would be anyone wanting to go to one waystone but out of habit they clicked the wrong one, muscle memory. Silly stuff like that. I could talk about it all day tbh

And for the other q… ouch. While I don’t want to over explain the warpstones, but I will say this: the magic is contained in the stone pillars or the warpstones, so when they are moved, it moves the magic. However— the longer a pillar is left somewhere, the more attachment the magic has to an area. Magically and literally. Same for waystones that are frequently used by several people.

Think of the warpstone hub near spawn. That area is like… it’s almost like a beating heart, veins branching out to other communal places like the Favela or France or Phil’s. The traffic and the thought going into those waystones… the magic loves to share the world and loves when people share with it.

I haven’t put too much thought into what would happen if someone tries warping somewhere a stone has been destroyed or removed, but I think it boils down to a few things: how strong those feelings/memories are, and how desperate someone is to return. It’s going to vary from person to person depending on their own connections. I think it will also not be pleasant. You are trying to use magic that is no longer contained, that might not even be present in the location you are going, relying on a signal warpstone or waystone to get you there. Think like a cut wire: it’s contiained until the metal becomes exposed, with no grounding after. Chances of you actually getting there are slim, but maybe the right spark with find it’s way. I don’t know, my metaphors are awful. The idea ties into the share stones. Someone going to a warpstone without having ever been there is impossible unless they have someone else on the other end, connecting those points. Providing the memories and feelings and thoughts for others

Spawn point and beds and shit are al whole other thing that I have yet to chew on, but I think they are separate for the most part.

Okay I’ll stop talking i could go on for everrrrrr about this stuff and what it means for different hybrids, different situations, restrictions, hiccups… I love over explaining minecraft mechanics. It’s so much fun.

Come yell at me with questions or ideas on anything!! Now you guys can go back and reread some of my fics with a little extra context haha.

[siobhanbooks]

another like daylight snippet because it was so dead at work and I got a ton of writing down. this one is for @alexandia03 for a couple reasons

Outside the large front door, in the courtyard, were Garrick and Imogen, standing with their parents and older siblings. One of Garrick’s brothers stood off to the side with Imogen’s sister, talking quietly between themselves. Imogen rushed over to throw her arms around Bodhi. “I'm so glad you're coming to the school now. My best friend will be in my class and I can hang out with someone other than Garrick at lunch.” “Oi. I'm a great company, Immie.” Garrick retorted, pulling Xaden into a cool bro hug that consisted of back slaps and half hugs. They were too cool to show that kind of affection to their best friend now that they were 12. “So we get to walk to school with you every day now.” “No.” His mum interrupted. “Today is a special occasion because it's their first day. Every other day, you can meet them on the way. I’m not traipsing up here every morning.” “Fine.” Garrick tried to sound cool, but everyone there knew that he was pouting internally. “Garrick, you'll be in the same class as Xaden. You'll be spending plenty of time with him.” His father added. “Wait really?” Garrick spun around to stare at his dad in shock. “Yes. There's only 3 months in between you.” Garrick hugged Xaden again, this time properly. “We're going to be in the same class!” He yelled out in joy. “You're gonna be my partner for everything, and we're gonna sit together in every lesson and eat lunch together.” “Garrick, let him breathe. And maybe make some friends other than you.” One of his older brothers interjected, the youngest of the three, the one who was friends with Imogen's older sister. “He has Bodhi.” Garrick protested. “His cousin.” His brother said. “Still.” “Right boys, and Imogen.” Fen added at Imogen's wrinkled nose to the boys comment. “Time to go to school.” The group set off, all 12 of them. Xaden and his dad, Bodhi and his mum, Garrick with his parents and two of his older brothers - the oldest currently at Basgiath in the infantry quadrant, Imogen with her parents and sister.

Love you all <3

[ubiquitouslyme]

The Odyssey of Imrrick - Chapter 4

It's MONDAY!!! Chapter 4/10 of the @rq-gift-exchange for @alexandia03

Summary:

The story of how Imogen and Garrick fell in love - told from their POV while they get ready for their wedding with their friends.

This work will be ten chapters, to be posted every Monday and Friday until August 1st.

Chapter 4 Summary:

Garrick and Xaden have a tense moment discussing the past few years. Garrick then tells Ridoc and Xaden about the first time he and Imogen slept together.

Snippet:

He reached for her hand and gripped it tightly.  They both fell quiet, each lost in thought.  Finally, after what felt like seconds or an eternity, Imogen whispered, “Garrick?”

“Yeah, Immie?”

“Tomorrow, everything could change, right?”  She stared up at him with such earnestness, it was so un-Imogen like that he couldn't help himself.  He pulled her gently toward him and wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her toward him, wrapping her in his arms.  For just a moment, everything felt right in the world.

“Or it could stay the same,” he told her, although, like Imogen, he didn’t think they had many more days like this.  Maybe not any more days like this.

She nodded, then pulled back to stare up at him, her eyes unguarded.  “You once promised me something.  You promised you would always be my first, remember?”

Of course he remembered.  He’d thought of little else since the day he had kissed Imogen on Xaden’s birthday more than fifteen months ago.  After, he had wanted to do nothing but hold Imogen and keep her close, but everything had changed so quickly.  Just days later, Fen had announced—internally at Riorson House, but of course Xaden and Garrick had overheard—that he was planning on traveling to Poromiel to make a deal with Tecarus.  It had all happened so fast from there.  The alliance.  The responsibilities thrust upon Xaden’s shoulders.  The succession.  And then the apostasy.  It had felt like they’d had their childhood stripped from them in a matter of months. 

And it had been nothing but war with Navarre for the past year.  None of them had done much other than live in fear and worry.  All thoughts of anything with Imogen had completely disappeared after Fen’s announcement.

“I remember,” he told her cautiously.  Why was she asking this?

Imogen looked unsure of herself for a second.  “Did you mean it?”

Chapters:

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

[alexandia03]

WIP Game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Thanks for the tag @yanny-77 and @siobhanbooks

I love this game, but I also hate it when I have nothing new written. Oh well... You already know some of them, so no surprises there. 1. Bitter are the wars between brothers/Still here Immy (at this point they are merged) 2. Inkpot Gods 3. Garrick and Montserrat 4. Chapter XI 5. even if it's full of love, all a ghost can do is haunt 6. Xaden POV 7. memory is punishment

Yeah so... many of them are drafts I already gave you snippets from (I am the kind of person unable to keep secrets ups) and some are docs with ideas or random pieces of dialogue. Anywaaaay! tag list (no pressure): @sarahydeart @ubiquitouslyme @housetomte @istarbel

[izzy140105]

Love the redesign 🖤

Blessing my eyes with Queen Rhaenyra

Thank you Immi!! <3

I am loyal to the one true queen, my mother, Rhaenyra Targaryen 😌🙏

[snuggerudism]

liked by jimmysnuggerud

teaganroberts a little late photo dump of sweden. hallie got to see her ‘immy’ win gold, and we both couldn’t be prouder of him! <3

jimmysnuggerud my best girls i love you both

↪️teaganroberts we love you so much jimmy

jimmysnuggerud you are now both my good luck charms

elisesnuggerud oh my sweet hallie girl 🤍

↪️teaganroberts she loves her aunt elsa so much

olivermoore11 her uncle ollie is requesting hallie hugs

↪️_samrinzel no actually her uncle sam gets hugs first

↪️jimmysnuggerud both of you get lost she’s not hugging either of you

[golden-fairylights]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you @espithewarlock and @your-littlesecret for atgging me to answer these 20 questions. ❤️

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

14 at the moment

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

109,283

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I hav eonly written Formula 1 RPF for now, but who knows what the future brings. For now there is no other fandom I am as invested in though.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

no take backs (Lasdoscar)

the start of the rest of our lives (Landoscar)

to the love that you share (Landoscar)

The one where Lando is calling Carlos (Carlando and the first fic I've ever posted)

all I ever wanted (Piarles)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I really try to but I'm so bad at it. So, I'm sorry if anyone is still missing an answer, I'll get to it as soon as I have the mental capacity to formulate something that doesn't sound indifferent (because I promise I am truely not, I'm just really bad at formulating it).

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Well, I think that will have to be A graveyard dance.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I have no clue to be honest. All of my fics, except 'A graveyard dance', have a happy ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not unitl now and I hope it stays that way. I truely don't understand how someone can take time out of their day to leave hate on something they didn't like.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I've written two different smut fics, one of them is already posted, the other one is deep in my finished works folder and I don't know if I'll ever post it.

But it's both kinky, never without concent though. In both of the fics they are in relationships and have previously talked about what they are doing. Oh and then I guess there are also some scenes in my longer fics.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think I have.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I didn't

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Actually I have. They are only my top three most liked fics, so thank you again Kit for writing with me.😊I really think we should get back to that.

I've also started writing something together with Immy after we've both been in a bit of a slump. 🥰

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Piarles is definitely up there at the top, but Landoscar is there as well, even though I don't write that often.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I would say I'm good at finishing my wips but then the eight works I have in my wips foulder would probably come crowding me at night and won't let me sleep.

No but I've got a College fic that I started in Febuary and it's constantly growing. I started it as a oneshot and it just grew from there. I don't have a plan for it and I don't know where it's going to go. I don't even know an end for it so, I'd say that one for now.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I have no clue to be honest. I have times where I'm kind of confident in what I write and then there are times where I hate every single word. I think that I can just start writing without planing it out is kind of a strength, right? But then that has also been a problem for me at some point, but i guess thats my answer for now.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Similar to the one before, I don't know. I feel like I've not written for long enough to really figure all of that out.

It somehow depends on what I am writing and on my day in general I think. For example, on some days I love writing dialogue and on other days I hate it and everything feels wrong.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

As long as I can understand what the person in the fic is trying to say I'm okay with it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Forumla 1 RPF

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I like most of the fics I've posted so far but A graveyard dance holds a special place in my heart. I can't even explain why but it just felt right while I wrote it.

Thank you again for tagging me, it's been so much fun answering those questions.

I don't have any clue who has already answered these so I'm tagging @gaslybottoms @hrhgeorgerussell @leclercenjoyer @chaesonghwas and anyone else who wants to participate. ❤️