#i will try to capture another 🫶 image

[mayathexpsychic]

oh if we are doing old concert photos i wanna post dallon images too!!! here are some of my images from the 2x i have seen idkhow :)

thought reform tour (aka the moment i knew i could never be normal about that old man (?) again) :

Hellvetica tour:

+ a video of dallon stomping around and being silly <3

im really proud of the fact that i have an image of dallon from both shows with a 🫶

[leslutdepointedulac]

I was listening to the mamma mia soundtrack earlier and when slipping through my fingers played I thought of louis and lestat listening to it thinking of claudia. especially the lines: "the feeling that I'm losing her forever / and without really entering her world"... except they did lose her forever 😢

"do I really see what's in her mind/each time I think I'm close to knowing" loustat and claudia struggled to get on the same page

"when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling/and a sense of guilt I can't deny/what happened to those wonderful adventures?/the places I had planned for us to go/ well some of that we did but most we didn't" Like?! They miss her and feel guilty about making her. Loustat likely had things to do and see together.

"sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture/and save it from the funny tricks of time". Loustat wishing they could've pressed pause on those moments in New Orleans 😭

Feel free to ignore I just felt like telling someone 🫶

Hi!

Yes, yes and yes!! I completely see what you mean!

They did lose her forever and in more ways than one 😭 Of course there's the obvious, which is her death, but there's also the fact that both Louis and Lestat tried so hard to hold onto that image of their little girl. They lost her when she grew up and became aware of her situation and them trying to cling onto her childhood only pushed her away even more 😥 And re: 'and without really entering her world' specifically as well, they lost her in not being able to truly empathise with her situation, like, they couldn't enter her world, they couldn't know what it's like be be a prisoner in their own bodies. They as adults see a small girl and so they treat her as such despite knowing better. That whole pre-chorus is so reminiscent of Loustat's desperation to keep their little girl a little girl 🤧

Yeah! They had all that guilt for causing her suffering but there was nothing they could do about it, and even then, they would have done it all over again because they loved her too much not to. They might have changed how they did some things but ultimately they would choose to have her rather than not have her again and again. And had things been different, they may have visited different places together, at the very least I think they wished for it, even if it never happened for one reason or another.

And you're right, there are so many moments where Louis and Lestat wished they could've paused time, or found some way to capture it and keep it forever. Those first years together were so precious to them and that's what they try so hard to keep hold of further down the line. They were all in their own little world together and things seemed so tranquil, and as if they would be like this for good 🥲

I think those years at the beginning were so formative for all three of them in their own ways. Even later on after things went south, they were all growing and taking experiences from it with them through life. And I feel like it's a good thing to note as well, that even with all the mistakes Louis and Lestat made with Claudia, none of it diminished their love for her, or made it any less valid. They made some huge mistakes but I think they both took lessons from that to make sure it wouldn't happen again. I mean, take Lestat with Rose, he was a great father to her and I honestly believe he was as good with her as he was, because he learnt from the past and knew what went wrong before.

[acaaai-t]

in another world

gn! reader x scaramouche

cw: angst, hurt/no comfort, major character death

The stars were cruel and unrelenting. He had come to learn the hard way.

There was nothing he could do, as he watched you link arms with someone else that wasn’t him. The smile you gave them was meant for him, not for the loser that captured your heart. His nails dug into the palms of his hands, skin on the verge of breaking.

But what was he to do?

He was dead. Gone.

…

Perhaps in another reality, he was well and alive, spending the precious moments with you.

He’ll still be yours, and in turn, you’ll be his.

The two of you will travel the world together, and he’ll take you to the highest cliff of Mondstadt, where he had laid out a small blanket upon the grass. Baskets and plates of food he had cooked himself sits neatly upon the checkered sheets, its aroma alluring you in. Cecilas dotted the plains, the white specks of floral inviting the presences of the butterfly and bees. “Surprise,” he said, giving you a crooked smile.

He’ll have to fight back a laugh as he watches you trip over a camouflaged root somewhere in the heart of Sumeru’s forest, only helping you up when he was done laughing at your clumsy mistake. You’d whine and playfully punch him, but he’ll dodge out the way and catch in a tight hug, muttering sorry’s and I love you’s.

He’ll be on one knee, the sand digging into his skin, a camera held up as he playfully shouts at you to stay still for the picture— the image of you standing underneath a canvas of the sunset in the beaches of Fontaine, wind gently tugging at your hair, giggling as you watch your beloved struggle.

Click!

He’ll be the one to paddle the tiny canoe that he had scrounged up in an old shed around the bioluminescence beach in Inazuma. And you’d be sitting across from him, eyes bright and curious, laughter spilling from your lips as you watched the stars dance along with the shimmers in the sea. The moon hung high in the skies, blanketing you with a soft white glow.

He’ll be the one to introduce you to his family, your fingers anxiously fidgeting with the sleeves of his shirt as the two of you stand outside the large brass door, waiting. You tell him that you’re nervous, and he reassures you that everything will be fine. His family will adore you. And even if they don’t— which isn’t true— he’ll still take you as his lover, because there is nobody else in the entirety of Teyvat that he wants.

It’ll be the first night of the annual lantern rite, and he’ll take you to a secluded area within the trees to release lanterns of your own. Sweet promises scribed in the lantern that captures a glimpse of your future with him, the path that you’re willing to take down with him.

…

You were his first everything, just as he was your first everything. So when Scaramouche had suddenly departed from your side, it left you in a crumbling wreck of emotions.

He hated seeing you like this. Eyes puffy and red from all the crying, voice hoarse and body weak.

He hated even more the sight of you with someone else, all lovey-dovey.

Yet seeing you finally open up to someone new brought him a sense of relief. He may not like it, but if it meant that you’ll finally stop sobbing your heart out every night, that you’ll finally regain that bubbly personality of yours, that you’ll find that light to guide your path— he was willing to accept the loss.

Still, it was unfair.

Maybe in my next life, he whispered, words carried away by the wind, falling deaf to the wonders of nature.

✩ ·┆ masterlist

notes—

— (it’s been a year daddy) :: jokes aside, junior year had been insane, and I’ve been stu(dying) for the upcoming SAT while also trying to write a book of my own WHILE looking for internships, maintaining good grades, stressing about EVERYTHING… you get the idea... ending was slightly rushed sorry 🫶

© acaaai-t — do not plagiarize, repost, or translate

[macfrog]

firstly you are so talented it makes me want to gag and die and climb a mountain 🫶💘 second i’m about to start posting my first fic ever and i was wondering if you had any suggestions for more logistical stuff to make the thing better to read? like formatting/time to post/adding pictures etc etc. sending besos y abrazos💓💓

hey dude! waaah thank you for this you're far, far too kind 🩵

how exciting!! i just checked out the little preview you posted and what a beautiful little droplet of writing!!! i cannot wait to read the rest. please please please tag me when you post it; jackson joel is my favorite joel and i am soooo intrigued to read and devour 🍓

formatting-wise, i pretty much just laid things out how i thought they looked best. you always want your warnings to be visible just in case there's anything that might require a heads up for some readers, also helps to include a summary of the fic somewhere, and i always pop a word count on there, too...but whatever works for you! i guess just consider what info you look for before reading a fic and piece it together that way.

i took inspo from many other writers on here with the whole three-photo header thing. i just pick three images that either capture the vibe of the fic or literally just pieces of the plot lol and put them up top. i try my best to be as inclusive as possible so where i can help it: i try not to use specific skintones or hair colors, body types etc. this isn't always perfect, though, and it's something i always want to be improving on. (straying from specific bodies in your mbs does mean that you can get a little more creative with em and use fun art over real-life images, which a lot of wonderful writers do!)

as for posting: i have posted at all times of day before...in all honesty, i'm not sure when is best as a. there are so many readers on here from all over the world who will eat up your work at any time, and b. i typically hit post and then toss my phone for a few hours - but i guess the later in the day, the better for exposure and engagement? as people will be home from work and school etc., and have the time to check it out.

try not to get hung up on this part, tho! i live by the mantra that the people the fic is for, will come across it one way or another - and not all fics are instant hitters. that's ok! sometimes it takes time for something to gain eyes on it. post for yourself. have fun with it. numbers mean nothing 🤍

if there's anything else you wanna ask or chat about, feel free to dm me anytime! can't wait to read when you post the rest! sending love right back to ya 🫂🩷

xx

[na-ta-sh-aa]

Aww I loved this story so much! I want to spend my Christmas eating pizza in bed while watching Christmas movies with Bradley!🫶🏼

“And see if I ever save your smug ass again.”

I think Jake got a little angry 😂

“Formal petition to change his callsign to Turkey now. Him and Rooster could be the Bird Bros,” Natasha jokes after he’s out of earshot.

Bird Bros would be something awesome 😂

“Me with my wiles and you with your Rooster charisma, I think this might be the year! I’ll set the groundwork and you can lay the ruggedly-handsome-impossibly-sexy-American-hero-thing on thick,” he loved how animated you were getting and he was having a hard time keeping the indulgent smile off of his face. “And she’ll fall right into our trap and release the goods all while thinking she’s staring in her own Hallmark movie.” He knew he would do anything for you, what his girl wants she gets. If that involves some light to heavy flirting with your aunt, so be it. He was getting soufflé recipe for you one way or another.”

I found this part so funny and sweet at the same time. The plan they had studied could have worked, maybe next time they can try. I found it so important and sweet that Bradley would do anything to make his girlfriend happy🥹

“it gives us a whole year to craft our Stealthy Soufflé Scheme.”

She is so precious. I'm sure she must have been very sorry when Bradley told her that he had to go on a mission, but she immediately put him at ease and reassured him by telling him that they have time. This gesture was so sweet.

“Since you’d be spending the holiday apart, Bradley had requested that you send him pictures throughout your visit so that he didn’t feel like he was missing anything. You had sent him ones of you at the grocery store with your mom, of you holding your niece, a few silly ones fueled by too many champagne heavy mimosas, and some less family friendly shots of you in bed wearing the deep wine-colored lacy lingerie set you had planned to surprise him with. And then a few without the lingerie set too.”

I love how they managed to try to bridge the gap by capturing as many moments as possible

“Wanna come help me pick out a tree this weekend?”

aww I love the idea of ​​them going to get the tree together, as well as the fact that after a long time Bradley can finally spend Christmas with someone he loves

“That’s not the only thing you like full and girthy,” he couldn’t help but let slip out”

Bradley didn't miss the opportunity 😂

“and then carried it over his shoulder out to the Bronco.”

Is it normal that I find the image of Bradley carrying the tree on his shoulder extremely sexy? Because wow🫠

“You tryin’ to get me to put these lights up topless like some kind of sexy Santa?”

Bradley doesn't lose his sense of humor even when he's sick

“I think you have pine tree allergy.” 

Nooo poor Bradley

“But I need you stick with me here. I just need to figure out if we need to get you to the ER or not.”

She handled the situation flawlessly, she was so good at keeping calm and taking care of Bradley

“He loved the sound of your voice. He loved it in the morning when it was thick with sleep, how excited you got when you were talking about something you were passionate about, and he especially loved the breathy whispers and words of encouragement from you in his ear late at night when he was moving so deep within you.”

I found this detail so intimate. I loved how you wrote about the different sound of the voice in different situations. It gave me an extreme sense of intimacy, the fact that he knew and heard her voice change depending on the situation, and that he heard her in moments that only the two of them shared.

“You can thank my new Trot PR for how quickly I was able to run back to my place after I got your SOS text to get here as quickly as I did, Darlin’,” he drawls

Jake doesn't forget easily😂

“I love you so much and we’re going to have such a wonderful Christmas together, a tree is a nonissue here, baby. You matter more to me. I hope you know that.” His gaze finally meets yours and you continue on, “I need you to hear me. You’ve got absolutely nothing to apologize for. Nothing is ruined and nothing that happened today is your fault. Ok?” Nodding your head, needing for him to understand and let go of his misplaced guilt.”

Poor Bradley who thought he ruined Christmas, but I'm so glad she quickly made him realize how much more important he is to her than a tree, and how everything that happened wasn't his fault🥹

“But maybe we can order some pizza, Sweetheart? And put on one of those Christmas movies you like? Y’know the ones where the people live in a town is named something like Tinselville and their dogs fall in love?” He asks his voice sounding a bit boyish and hopeful.”

Aww, despite not being at his best, Bradley's priority is still her🥹 what's better than eating pizza while watching Christmas movies with Bradley?

“You click the button on the side to wake his phone up only to see your face smiling back at you on his lockscreen. Nose bright from the cold, surrounded by trees, and wrapped up in a scarf your mom had loaned to you since you hadn’t brought any practical winter-wear home with you.”

But how sweet can Bradley be? He put her photo as lockscreen🥹 I love him so much!

“Those 5th Gens didn’t get you, but you’re taken out by a fucking a Christmas Tree. Would hate to see what one of those tree shaped car fresheners would do to you.”

To say that I loved madly and doubled over with laughter at each of Jake's sentences would be an understatement. I love how you perfectly represented him😂

“Bring it all,” he sighs, “Want you here.”

AHHH! This part gave me butterflies in my stomach! I love how much Bradley wants her to move in with him!

“A very large, very fluffy, pink Christmas tree.”

He got her her dream tree😭🫶🏼

“I meant it, Sweetheart. Bring it all. There’s nothing I want more than for you to be here. All the time. With me. You’re the only thing on my list this year, you’re all I want. Will you let me give you more than a drawer?” His honey brown eyes gazing at you hopefully.”

Aww I loved reading this so much. I liked how Bradley was able to see the positive side of the misadventure with the real tree by buying the tree she had always dreamed of. I loved how you wrote about their relationship, how behind their every gesture there was all their love just as I loved the way Bradley asked her to move in with him! They will surely spend their Christmas in the most wonderful way ever, because they will spend it together. This was beautifully written, truly beautiful, I loved every word!💗

Oh Christmas Tree

Summary: Bradley’s never been one to look forward to the holidays, that is until he met you. He’s excited to do everything, including getting his very first real Christmas tree.

Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, allusions to smut. Minors DNI.

Length: 7.2K 

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw X Female Reader

(What was supposed to be a quick fluffy Christmas fic, somehow turned into this, enjoy!)

The atmosphere at the Hard Deck was livelier than usual, the music seemed more upbeat and the voices a little louder. It was the first time in a while that the entire Dagger Squad was together in one place. News of the success of the Uranium Mission traveled fast and had been keeping them busy in the months that had followed.

Things seemed to settle down a bit as the holidays rolled around, some has dispersed home for Thanksgiving while a few others had been given last minute orders to ship out for a short mission. You’d been dying to take Bradley Bradshaw home to meet your parents in person, but he had been one of the few sent away only set to return the day after Thanksgiving.

You’re sitting across from Natasha at a high top near the pool tables in the back of the bar listening to Jake talk about his visit home, while your boyfriend next to you talks animatedly about something related to his latest mission with Bob.

“I shaved off an extra 5 minutes from the last Trot. Turns out I’m in even better shape than I was the last time I was home for Thanksgiving,” Jake brags smugly taking a swig of his beer from his nearly empty bottle.

“Wait, you come from a Turkey Trot family? That explains so much. Please tell me, you guys wear matching Seresin family shirts for it too,” you tease without remorse. “Oh! Or maybe those turkey leg bobble headbands?” 

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