#it’s been so long since I’ve done a piece like this 😫

[pyrish-art]

Finally “finished” this piece lol the saltburn brain rot has fully consumed me at this point. I love them both so much.

[jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue]

Just me fangirling every day since you decided to answer my message thinking on the fact that my wirter crush answered me! 😭 Blue! How many times I tought about the fact that I would love to have a book written by you on my hands to keep and cherish forever while I was on my way to read all you have shared! 💜 An now that I've read the lattest chapter of OLL 🥴 I'm done! I will religiously follow you to see and enjoy what you have to tell us trough your stories!

You ask me to tell you which is my fav story so far, but it's nearly impossible! Instead may I say WHY I love each one? Let me tell you that the first story I read was The CEO BTS one, and to say that I was speachless is little compared to what I really felt! I forgot about time and got lost and carried away by your style of writing! I was (still am) so enamoured of the fact that you write Bangtan so well! I can perfectly picture everyone doing what you say on every scene. For example, I remember the scene when MC was locked away on the archive room and everyone was trying to coax her open the door asking what happened but Hobi was the one who went to actually investigate what happened going to see on the security cameras, I nearly yelled: OF COURSE IT WAS MY MAN! That's so hecking OC of him! 😫 Think there was the point when you bewitched me 😂 I'm OT7 but Hobi is my forever bias ❤️ Rhen when I started reading OLL and got to the point when we saw Hobi's sadistic side 👁️👄👁️... Well, I've never before harboured thoughts of him doing that kind of stuff but it was so perfect that it just makes total sense with his personality 😂

And then I got to read Bleeding butterflies 😭 and I have zero regrets of not sleeping those days because I was so hooked on the world you created! The way you describe every member with them powers that fits so well! The way you included that awesome scenes with Taetae speaking to Erebos, Nyx and the other gods! The scene with the fairies emerging from the woods 😍 Blue you have my eternal gratitude for letting me experience that universe along my seven boyfriends 😭

I hope this long long letter doesn't botter you 🥹 but I have a ton of compliments to write, because as I previosly told you, I've been on a rollercoastee of emotions reading your works ❤️ The last story I read was Harbouring an hybrid 😭 and I'm so worried for Jiminshi that it brakes my heart to pieces! Altought I still harbour some hope 😭

Big thank you for answering my message and hope you know how amazing and how talented you are! 🫣 Sorry! Much text... By now you must know how passionately I express myself 😂 I left much toughts unsaid! Like how I adored The royal bodiguards AU 💜 and every What if story 😍 specially the Hybrids! Because You take care of details and explain every hecking fact too well it blows my mind!

Okok love u and goodnight!

😭😭😭 do you know how many times I’ve reread this 🥺🥺🥺 I actually want to bawl my eyes out this was everything 💜💜💜 you can have whatever the hell you want from me lovely, whatever update chapter new fic idea spoilers etc etc whatever you want it’s yours I don’t even care anymore that was everything 🥹🥹🥹

My universes are so close to my heart so when someone appreciates them like this I just get so soft 😭

I am keeping you forever and ever and ever don’t even THINK about leaving me I will riot and go on hiatus until you come back 🥺 …..no pressure 🤣🤣

I’ve actually reread harbouring a hybrid because I need to update it it’s been too long and I forgot how sad I made it 👀 even I was like what the hell

Please take my heart and all my love 💜

[stuckasmain]

Unintelligible thoughts about hadestown 2 [Recording version]

Since the last one of these blew up I thought I’d share my thoughts on the Broadway version as well, if for any other reason that it’s fun! If you’re new here from the last post when I get into stuff I get INTO it and watch whatever I can get my hands on. A few days ago I watched a decent HD recording…though they were behind someone tall and characters disappeared often but 🤷‍♀️ regardless it still makes me want to see the Broadway show SO bad. God if I ever go to New York—

Slightly more detailed because I could take notes while watching.

Broadway is a more permanent set, there’s no train car/door in the back. The main turntable is ALSO A PLATFORM DOOR! It’s how they move set pieces and people and we will come back to this because holy fucking shit.

Orpheus waves once he’s introduced (all do) he is my baby now.

These two have absolutely perfected the stare™️ the sheer longing and how awestruck…simply by bumping into each other.

The fates chase Eurydice off right after they bump into each other, from the very beginning (literally) they control the narrative and prevent them from talking.

Paper flower paper flower paper flower 💕 the recording is really fucking good I can see writing on them and on papers on his desk. They look like flyers for something but I can’t read it.

Eurydice is actually everything, she’s quite bubbly and  sarcastic. She has a wonderful balance of “high energy but I’ve been scorned to many times”. “WhO aRe You?!”

It’s a detail shared across productions but I like when, mainly in the beginning, the chorus also sings magnifiying orpheus’s voice to be even prettier?

“How did you do that?!” “I-I-I do-donno!” Poor boys terrified by a flower

Hades turns and starts drinking when Persephone basks in the light

I love the detail that every time Eurydice is even remotely happy the fates come creeping in. Leave the poor girl alone 😫

Once again it’s how Eurydice turns eager and touchy and Orpheus is a bit startled but just as happy and is trying his best to follow her lead and what she wants and he— god they’re so in love.

I have like four notes that are just “Touchhhhhhhhhh hand holding hhhhhhhhhhhhh”

So as I was saying the center of the turn table rises and falls, creating a plat form or a literal pit. Some of the best moments are when it remains a pit dead in the center of the stage another favorite is during chant and it’s a platform and Persephone is just “what the actual fuck did you do when I was gone?”

“Is it done?” “uh-uh.”

“I know you see the world the way it could be but for right now you gotta think in the world the way it is” - Hermes

I know snakes v. Songbird is for strong v weak but also could refer to her original death. In some myths she steps on a snake instead of starving,

GORE MAKEUP GORE MAKEUP GORE MAKEUP. I’m sad because that’s my boy but GORE MAKEUP :)

Turnnnnnnnn tableeeeeeee~

Anyways it’s the de-programming of the workers I always loose my mind alongside when they’re all on the turntable and I

Hades has the flower but O and E loose it in the background.

“Let’s go! Let’s go right now!” “Ok! Let’s go!…. How?”

Anyways it’s the way they always hold hands and move to protect each other and—

Wait for me duet💕💕💕

“Now the way it is ,is all I see”

He looks back and she sinks back into the ground and he stays on his knees like that. He stays catatonic well into the next song, staring at the pit in the ground. He slowly gets up and drags himself away RIGHT before she comes back in. Aaaaaa

Now it’s supposed to be a reset, and it is in a way but there is a clear look of recognition on their faces, especially Orpheus, and you just know that the narrative is the only thing keeping them from running to each other and I AAAAAAAA

[darling-i-read-it]

Babysitter

Harry Gardner x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: infidelity, cheating which is a HUGE no no but for the purposes of the fic I made Harry and Doris more strained and Doris isn’t pregnant

Author’s Note: I have a hard time with cheating but I couldn’t not do babysitter and Harry lol. I hope you enjoy!

Requested: by anon, omgggg that harry fic was so good and just what i had hoped for!! thank you sm!!! ☺️😫😫 also as you asked i am now here to also request harry x babysitter!reader ☺️☺️

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

In your defense, you were in between jobs. You had just gotten out of college and you had quit your day job as you got more and more interviews for your desired field. But it was taking longer than you had anticipated and you didn’t really have time to find a job that was going to be a long term thing so you did the first thing you thought of.

Babysitting.

It was easy, you could just pick up one family and you could drop them again when you got a full time job. Hopefully it wouldn’t take that long.

You put out a few feelers and got a call from Doris Gardner, asking if you would come and meet her and her family. You were happy someone called and on the phone Doris sounded like a decent lady. Not crazy like some of the people in this town.

You stood in front of the house. You weren’t sure who had lived there before they moved in but the house was nice and rustic. Fit into the town nice. The door opened and you put a smile on your face before you even saw who it was.

“Oh hello! You must be the babysitter. Y/N right?” a man asked you kindly. You were a bit struck by his beauty for a moment. You had seen pretty people in your life but no one like him, not in this town. You cleared your throat and nodded.

“Hi! Yes, Doris called me to come and meet her?”

“I’m the dad, Harry. Come on in, Doris will be here in a second.” You nodded and walked past him into the house. The indoor was a little rough. There were random colored tiles around the counters, carpet pieces, and some floral prints. Clearly someone was trying to redecorate. Trying and slightly failing but hey, maybe it just wasn’t your taste.

“So how many kids do you have?” you asked.

“Just the one. Alma. She’s nine.” You nodded once and turned around to look at him.

“That makes my job easy. If I get the job,” you said, laughing gently. “What do you do?”

“I’m a writer. Screenplays,” he explained. Your eyes went wide.

“That’s really awesome! I love movies. Anything I would have seen?” He put his hands in his front pants pockets.

“Probably not. I’ve done a few pilots but nothing’s stuck quite yet. That’s why we’re out here, I’m hoping to find some inspiration,” he explained. You smiled gently and looked out the back window. There was a nice view of the water. He got lucky.

“Well I hope you find some sort of inspiration. It’s quiet out here but we get tons of writers. I think it’s the charm and the interesting cast of characters,” you admitted. He smiled a bit.

“How interesting?” You shrugged.

“I just got back from college so it’s been a minute since I lived here for very long. But we’ve got the crackheads which aren’t as two dimensional as people think. The famous writers who come down. Rich people who hole up here and refuse to go to the grocery stores. Regular people like me, just trying to get by. Everyone’s got a story Harry Gardner, you just gotta dig in,” you explained.

Harry liked you immediately. You had a descriptive mind and a mysterious aura. You were alluring.

“Harry, is that the babysitter?” you heard a female voice from upstairs. She came down quickly, turning around the stairs to look at you. You gave her a kind smile and she gave you one back as she approached you.

“Yeah, this is Y/N. We were just talking about the town.”

“I’m born and raised, I was just trying to give him some writing inspiration,” you explained as you shook her hand. She let out a sigh of relief.

“He could use it. I just wanted to talk to you in person about Alma and make sure you weren’t a crackhead,” she said, laughing a bit nervously. “I can assure you, I’m not. I have references, granted it’s been a couple years since I babysat. I’ve done other jobs since then though.” You handed Doris the paper you had printed out and she took it easily, looking it over.

“Perfect. You know, I don’t really think I need to look over these much. Harry and I want to go out soon and you seem like a nice woman. Would you like to meet Alma?”

“Sure!”

“Alma!” Doris called. You waited in silence for a moment as a child came pouncing down the stairs. You smiled gently at her, though her resting face seemed quite intimidating. “Alma, this is the babysitter, Y/N.”

“I’m not a baby. I can take care of myself.”

“You’re right,” you said. “Think of me as someone who’s here in case of emergencies and to make you food. Like a maid.”

“Oh don’t give her ideas,” Harry said, laughing.

Alma looked you over and crossed her arms. You all waited in uncomfortable silence for a moment.

“Do you like the violin?”

“I’ve never played but I love the sound. It’s beautiful.” She nodded once.

“I can deal with her.” Doris rolled her eyes.

“Be nice Alma. I’m sorry, she’s forward.” You shook your head.

“It’s alright. I like forward people. Keeps me from guessing.” Harry gave you a lingering look. Suddenly he wanted to write something.

===

“I really think you should wear that one. It compliments your eyes,” your friend said, pointing to the other outfit you had out. You scoffed.

“It’s just a stupiud club, it doesn’t matter this much,” you tried to remind yourself. You were about to say something else when your phone rang. You and your friend looked over at your buzzing phone as you picked it up.

“Who is it?”

“Harry Gardner,” you said before picking up. Your friend raised her eyebrows, giving you a suggestive look. You waved her off, putting the phone to your ear. “Hey Harry, what’s up?”

“I’m sorry to call you so unexpected but do you think you could come over tonight?”

“Sure. Are you and Doris going out?” He was silent for a second.

“Just come over.”

“Okay. I’ll see you soon.” You hung the phone up. “Looks like I’m babysitting tonight, oh darn.” Your friend rolled her eyes.

“You’ve been babysitting for the dilf next door for a whole month and you haven’t made a move and for what?!” she asked. You put the clothes down on your bed to put away when you got back.

“He’s married.”

“Yeah to a wife that practically resents him and he resents her. Don’t act like that isn’t true, the whole town can see it.” You hit her gently as you passed her.

“Get out of my apartment. Lock up when you leave.”

===

You got to the Gardners in under twenty minutes. You knocked on the door and it opened almost instantly like Harry was waiting for you on the other side.

“Hey Harry. It’s pretty late, where are you guys-”

“Doris is asleep. So is Alma.” You tried to hide the surprise on your face. You stepped inside and the door shut behind you.

“What did you need me here for then?”

“Can you be objective?”

“I can try.” He grabbed your hand and led you into the living room. His laptop was out and opened, the cursor blinking at the bottom of the page. He sat down on the couch and gently moved your hand down so you sat next to him. He handed you the computer. You cleared your throat. “Are you sure-”

“Yes.”

You nodded once and looked down at the laptop. You squinted and scrolled up. You began to read the couple of pages he had there. The writing flowed well. You were instantly impressed with his pose and tone. You weren’t sure what he was writing but it seemed to be a script of some sort about a woman, fresh out of college, falling in love with someone who could never have her.

You began to grow annoyed at how well he hit your emotions.

When you finished you looked up at him.

“Harry…”

“You’re the inspiration. You’re what I needed,” he said.

“This is really good,” you admitted. “The writing is beautiful. You have a gift.”

“Will you say something about the content?” You looked away from him and out at the water in the darkness. You looked back at him.

“I can’t say you’re wrong,” you breathed.

He leaned forward, turned his head and kissed you. You couldn’t ignore how good his lips felt against yours. You put your hand gently on his cheek.

Harry hadn’t been kissed like that in a long time. Like someone truly loved him and wanted to know him, know more about him. You pulled away gently, putting your forehead against his. You pulled away completely.

“You don’t get anything more until this scene is finished.”

He scoffed, leaning back on the couch.

“You’re good. You’re really good.”

AHS Tag List: @russian-soft-bitch

[verecunda]

WIP Meme

Tagged by @nocompromise-noregrets. Thankee, m’dear! I do like the gist of this one. It seems most therapeutic. XD

List the titles/filenames/descriptions of your WIPs and tell us a little bit about them/wail about them/beg for inspiration/whatever you want! Then tag some people for a no-obligation mutual wailing/cheering/complaining session!

Well, I’ve got two exchange assignments on the go (Chocolate Box and My Slashy Valentine), so I can’t really talk about them. Progress on both is rather... ahahahaha. XD As for the others...

Caranthir/Haleth - Yule

OH GOD IT WON’T END. WHY WON’T IT END?? I started writing it near the start of December and it’s still going. The original spark for this idea was just a short little exchange - Haleth explaining to Caranthir about the midwinter customs of the Haladin: lighting fires to encourage to sun to come back out of the dark, and getting a bit defensive, saying basically, “No doubt you think that sounds very twee.” To which Caranthir has a very vivid memory of the terror that gripped everyone at the Darkening of Valinor, and tells her in no uncertain terms that he thinks their customs are very reasonable. (Do the Elves of Middle-earth even know the nature of the sun and the moon at this point? They can probably guess Yavanna managed to salvage something from the Trees, but the Noldor were long gone before they were crafted.) Anyway, it kind of snowballed, and there’s been Yuletide feasting and dancing and heartfelt talks about family and loss etc, and at the last check-in they both had one too many and now they’ve Done It, and now they’re both wondering what might happen if she gets pregnant? could she get pregnant? can Eldar and Edain breed together? what would be the political ramifications if she got pregnant? (My H & C appear to be terminally practical like that!)

I just... I just wanted to write something short and fluffy and Christmassy, but now we’re halfway through January and I’ve still not finished the first draft. Just wait, I’ll end up posting this thing in like mid-July or something, because the fucker just WON’T END. 😫

Wherein the Worship of the Whole World Lies

(When in doubt, grub up a random Shakespeare quote for a title.) This is actually the first Angbang fic I started writing, back in *checks* October, but I’ve not actually made much progress beyond the halfway point. Mostly because from there it’s pretty much fierce dirtybadwrong smut, and my smut muse has apparently taken a sabbatical. (Which bodes well for my MSV assignment, which may well call for some sexytiems. >.>)

I have quite a few other Sauron-centric/Angbang pieces floating about my head: Melkor’s (not so) triumphant return to Angband, a possible follow-up to Beguiled by One, and a wee something about the crafting of Annatar. But since I’ve not written a word of them yet, they’re still nice mental images that aren’t giving me any trouble. :P

Legolas/Gimli - post-LOTR, Hobbit

A very exciting working title, I know. XD I wrote the beginning of this one last year, but I’m turning my attention back to it. Originally the idea was pretty simply: after LOTR, Legolas and Gimli go back to see their kin, and everyone is Scandalised™ by their relationship. Decidedly movie!verse, since I really want to have Gimli and Tauriel hitting it off right away, and Legolas being like “oh god, this is going to end so badly for me.” XD

But as I was thinking about it, I could see there was potential to explore lots of more emotional themes. Like Legolas seeing the damage done to Mirkwood during the battles there, and having a real heart to heart with his father about love and his place in the world etc. Then there’s the fact that Gimli will surely have to grieve for the death of Dáin, and he’ll also have to pass on the news about the loss of Balin and co. in Moria. I was throwing some ideas about with my sister the other day, and we agreed it would probably make for a better story if Legolas and Gimli aren’t an item at the beginning after all, but that all these other things help lead them to realise their true feelings.The idea is pretty irresistible, but… uh… there’s a lot of ground to cover, and it’ll almost certainly run into at least a few chapters, which… THIS IS WHY I ONLY WRITE ONE-SHOTS. I CANNOT DO PLOTS, I DO NOT DO PLOT, WHAT IS PLOT????

So, yeah, if anyone wants to hold my hand through this one, I’ll be very grateful indeed. X’D

That’s all for fanfiction. As far as original fiction goes:

Heartwood Abbey

The gothic ghost story thingy. Still redrafting this damn thing, though to be quite honest, I’ve not so much as glanced at it since before Christmas. >.> But I’d like to get it finally done and move on. My family keep going, “You should try to get it published!” which… lol, no. The entire thing is made of cliché and Easter eggs. That was always the point. I’ve had fun with it, it’s made me much more confident about my ability to see a story through to the end, and I’d like to make it the best I can before I draw a line under it. But just… lol, no.

The Votadini novel

Still in the research and planning stage for this one really, but I think I’ve got all the major plot threads sorted out. (Though that’ll undoubtedly change the minute I start writing in earnest. XD) As the title suggests, it’ll centre around the Votadini tribe of East Lothian and their place in that oh-so-volatile northern frontier of Roman Britain. I can’t help but feel there must have been quite a lot of times when their leaders felt that they were walking a very tricky tightrope, especially when war flared up between the Romans and the more northerly tribes. I’ve got a good idea of the main characters and all the various conflicts - but I still have no idea if that brooding Damnonii king actually has any bearing on things, or if he belongs in another story. Hopefully he’ll let me know soon. XD

I tag: @bryndeavour, @themalhambird, @di-daydreamer, @imakemywings, and anyone else who needs to scream a bit about their WIPs. :D