#kazoosandfannypacks

[meiloorunsmoothie]

where can i find video of jeremy singing lmmyp????

ooh yes!

so the gifset i reblogged is from this (which is a segment of his carry on concert)

it's part of a medley, so sadly he doesn't sing the entire song.

i do have another time he's sung the whole thing live, but unfortunately it's only audio

oh look at that, i can upload a gif as the album art XD

[believingispowerfulmagic]

top 5 outlaw queen scenes?

Ooh, this will be fun!

The farmhouse scene (First meeting in Storybrooke) since this is the scene that really made me start shipping Robin and Regina due to Sean's and Lana's chemistry in it.

2. The vault scene. Because it's 🔥🔥🔥!

3. The dance in Camelot. Because they were so happy and it was so fluffy. I wish we had gotten more of that.

Their first kiss. It was absolutely perfect. 10/10, no notes.

The finale scene in the tavern. While I wished they had brought Robin back to life in the finale, at least we got this beautiful scene confirming that Outlaw Queen was endgame. It was close enough.

Ask me My Top 5 anything!

[queen-daya]

okay idk if you take gifset requests but can you do a gifset of kc cooper wearing her glasses if you haven't done one yet?

Of course!!!!!! I would always love to take a zendaya gifset request!!! Thank you got dropping this in my ask box!

Here is the Gifpost!

[winterinhimring]

The Finding for the kick-in-the-past ask game!

I might have known you'd all go for the hardest one, lol! Be careful what you wish for.

BUT! I have made progress on this story for the first time in MONTHS, so thank you.

Nowhere was there a single seam in the stone, nor the mark of a chisel, nor the scratch of a saw.

[poptart-cat-78]

*descends upon you with a plate of leftover snickerdoodles.and a regifted pair of socks*

Hello, friend! This is your post-holiday check-in! Don't forget to breathe, grab something to eat or drink if you haven't in a while, and do That Thing you've been procrastinating! Also, tell me about one of the most lovely things that happened to you this week 💞💞💞

*graciously takes a snickerdoodle and the pair of socks*

Hi Kazzy! I first saw this ask when I was warming up my lunch so I did have something to eat lol! I’m trying to work on some of my fics that I’ve been procrastinating on but still getting stuck here and there 😅. I wore the TS Eras hoodie my dad got me for Christmas today and it was so warm, cozy and soft 🥰

[nebulardrip]

⭐⛺💿

oh boy two fandoms i have barely any knowledge of. time for a quick research trip.

I will be answering for my oc: Elsine

⭐SW: What do you think their job would be in a Star Wars AU?

I suppose she could just be a scout like she is in the other fandom I made her for. The job details would just be different.

⛺ PJO: Which cabin would they be in?

I guess Demeter would work for her

💿 TS: What Taylor Swift era do they remind you of? [if you don't know taylor swift music, put another musician in the tags!]

(congrats i've at least listened to and enjoyed some of taylor swift)

Mmmmm I suppose Fearless (is that an era. idk i'm just going by her albums LOL)

[cosmic-lullaby]

4, 9, and 13 for the ao3 ask game

4. How many published works are you leaving unfinished going into the new year?

Slightly confused on the wording but if I'm understanding correctly, I've got 2 multi-chapter series I'll be finishing this year, and one multi-fic series I will also be finishing (hopefully this month!)

9. What are you most proud of accomplishing in your writing goals this past year?

Honestly just writing and publishing it in general! I've been extremely private about my writing in the past 10 years, and actually being a part of a community like the Wyler fandom and having such creative people to interact with has been amazing! <3

Number 13 has been answered here!

Thank you!! <3

[emilyrox]

*as you stand outside your house, the wind picks up. a flurry of multicolor leaves descends in front of you, carrying me along with them, and gently setting me down at your feet. I am holding two pumpkin spice lattes, and I hand one to you.*

Hello, friend! This is a reminder to drink some water, grab a bite to eat if you need to, and do a little stretch! Also, let me know one thing that's made you happy this week.

*i leave in another gust of wind. you find yourself wearing a flannel you were not previously wearing.*

*As I watch the gust of wind ascend back into the air, and I inspect the new flannel around me and the latte in my hand, only one thought crosses my mind.*

"...I don't drink caffeine..."

Ok in all seriousness, thank you for sending me this, Kaz! Honestly, my week so far has not been great. Ever since the weekend it has been raining and very depressing outside.

Luckily, it's nice out today, so maybe that will fix my mood.

One thing that did manage to make me happy this week was my my classmates really liking the poster and instagram carousel I designed! They made some suggestions on how I could improve it though, and now they look even better!

[kmomof4]

*as you stand outside your house, the wind picks up. a flurry of multicolor leaves descends in front of you, carrying me along with them, and gently setting me down at your feet. I am holding two pumpkin spice lattes, and I hand one to you.*

Hello, friend! This is a reminder to drink some water, grab a bite to eat if you need to, and do a little stretch! Also, let me know one thing that's made you happy this week.

*i leave in another gust of wind. you find yourself wearing a flannel you were not previously wearing.*

THIS absolutely made me soooo happy!!! The autumn wind, the pumpkin spice latte, YOU, and a cozy flannel to wear! Ohhhhhh, I can’t wait for the reality!!!

But in case that wasn’t what you meant, a few things have made me very happy this week. First, I won a dozen cupcakes this morning from my youngest’s workplace for guessing correctly- actually, I was the closest guess- of how many cupcakes they’d sold in the 13yrs they’d been open.

The second thing that made me very happy, was that she drove us all home, getting out on main roads for the first time. She was pretty nervous, but she did a great job!!

And the third thing that made me so happy this week are the things I’m learning in my Bible study of the book of Isaiah. About His faithfulness and seeing Jesus throughout the book.

Thank you so much for the ask, darlin!!!

[meiloorunsmoothie]

Send this to all your favourite moots and pass the pumpkin round! KEEP THE PUMPKIN TRAIN GOING 🎃💛🎃💛🎃💛

oh wait, i never actually answered this. i just passed it 🙈

thank you!

[believingispowerfulmagic]

trick or treat!

Happy Halloween!

For your treat, I have the newest chapter of The Halloween Curse! Everyone prepares for Halloween as Zelena tries to manipulate Robin and Regina, whose relationship has a new development.

FFN | AO3 | Wattpad

[justmilah]

Delicate for Milah & Killian, perhaps....?

Song and Ship Drabbles for @kazoosandfannypacks

So um. Ewps. Drabble, you say?

Delicate

Words: 1300

Rating: T

Summary: "The other day, as I was doing laundry, I was thinking about you–"

"You think about me when I'm not here?"

"Of course I do, you silly boy."

Ao3

His crew had left an hour ago and Milah was desperate to stay there, to keep this feeling in her chest for as long as possible. It was new and bubbly and bright, and despite the expectation that it would wear off soon or that he would do something to end this feeling in her, it was always there when he was around. Fortunately, or unfortunately for her hangover tomorrow, he did not appear in any rush to leave.

She knew he could hear the whispers around them. She could tell by the way his jaw ticked and his fingers thrum on the hilt of his sword. Milah distracted him the best she could, a hand on his, with a question about something he had said earlier or for details of a place he would describe so vividly she wondered if she could draw it. He knew enough about her from the whispers, she knew, yet he still had a spot for her at his table. That had to mean something, right?

"What about you? Anything new and exciting in your life?" He sipped his ale, eyes on her.

"You, I suppose." Milah knew she had perhaps had too much to drink for conversations like this, but at the moment she didn't care. 

He choked on his drink. " Me?" Killian set his tankard down and leaned against the table. He wore that vest she liked today, the one he had when they first met, all red and black and hundreds of lacings she just wanted to pluck her fingers through after tracing the embroidery and tapping along those buttons. "Surely there's something more exciting."

She thought for a moment, eyes losing focus as she tilted her head in thought. Surely there were all of Baelfire's firsts. Those were always exciting. But he had said something new. "No," She shook her head as her eyes focused back on him. "I've never had a crush on someone before." The words passed her lips before she could stop them.

She likely would have laughed at that had she been in Killian's boots. A woman her age, several years his senior, confessing to something as silly as a crush as though she were some sort of schoolgirl. He didn't, though. His cheeks were a little pink and he had the sort of smile one could only get with that sort of blush, but he did not laugh. "I'm glad." She tilted her head a bit. "That the feeling is mutual."

Oh. Oh dear. She took that and tucked it away, close to her heart, to be looked at later when it was just her and the babbling brook. Instead of responding to that, she shifted on the bench, turning the best she could to look at him better. "May I ask you something?"

He leaned forward a little, that smile turning into a sly grin. "You may."

There were still a lot of questions she had for him. So she settled on all of them. "How? "

His brows furrowed together. "How what?"

"Just…" She trailed off before settling on one. "Just how are you so pretty? "

This time he did laugh, startled and clearly not expecting that. "I don't believe anyone's asked me that before."

"Really?" She raised her eyebrows. "So they just tell you you're pretty?"

He pressed his lips together as he looked up in thought. "No, can't say that they have."

This surprised her. And now that she'd opened her mouth, words tumbled stupidly out. "But you are! " She scooted a bit closer to him, much as he'd done that first day they'd met. "The other day, as I was doing laundry, I was thinking about you–"

"You think about me when I'm not here?"

"Of course I do, you silly boy." She scoffed as though it were the most obvious thing. Then she leaned forward and stared at him. "I was thinking whoever made you only had enough of that blue in all the world for your eyes."

His grin slowly fell as he looked at her, taking a ragged breath that sounded suspiciously like a "Huh."

Oh no. "I wasn't supposed to say all that, was I." Drat. This was all too much. "I'm sorry, I've become stupid with drink, I should–" She stood up. "I should go."

The cool air of the night sobered her a little as she hurried down the path. The best thing for them both would be to not come back at all when he was in port. The best thing to do would be to forget him, or let him forget her, or both .

"Milah, wait." She stopped walking. She never had been good at doing what was for the best. He caught up with her quickly after that, taking her hand in his. "I'm sorry, love, I didn't mean for that to–" They both looked behind her when they heard the sound of other people. "Come with me?"

It took her only a second to make another horrible decision. She nodded and he led her through the alleys and footpaths. How he'd learned his way around already she doubted she would ever get to know. They stopped just to the side of the docks, far enough away that there was no one else around, but close enough to the lamplight to not be so scandalous if they were caught.

" I'm sorry," she said before he could continue his earlier apology. "I shouldn't have said that, this," she waved a hand between them. "Is all too delicate. I don't want to say something that will ruin it." 

"You're not. I wasn't expecting it, that's all." He tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear and she leaned toward his hand without thinking. "It's alright to think of me. I think of you."

Her cheeks warmed nicely and she felt herself relax. When did he? When he was alone at night? "No one tells you you're pretty? Not even all the ladies you have in all the other ports?" Did he think of her then?

He scratched the back of his neck and she knew there was some truth to what she implied. How many were there? How many could do with him what she couldn't? A wistful sort of envy lanced through her. As unfair as it was, a part of her did not want to share him with anyone, even as she couldn't share any of herself with him. "Not as such, no."

"A pity. Foolish girls probably don't see how clever you are, too." She gave a haughty sniff and folded her free arm across her stomach, more to give it something to do than anything else.

"Milah." He regarded her for a long moment and, try as she might, she couldn't look away. "I promise you–"

She clamped her hand over his mouth. "Don't you dare." She swallowed and her fingers moved to curl along his jaw. "I can't give you any of my promises, so don't waste any of yours on me."

He leaned in before she could think. His lips were warm and soft, pressing against her forehead as his fingers carded through her hair. It was such a sweet moment that it nearly broke her heart. "Even if this is all we'll ever have, nothing has been wasted on you. Not my time, not a promise, not–" He cut himself off, not wanting to cross that delicate threshold. " Nothing. "

She almost gave in, then. Nearly told him to ask her again to take her away and show her everything. Instead, she allowed herself to lean against him, to bury her face in his shoulder. She could feel the warmth of his hands through her dress, pressing against her shoulder blades and waist, and if she closed her eyes tightly enough, she could pretend for a moment that he was hers.

[winterinhimring]

3, 7 and 14 for the ao3 wrapped ask!

The AO3 Wrapped ask game is here.

3: How many fandoms/pairings did you write for this past year?

I wrote for six fandoms (MCU, Hornblower, Raimiverse, Spider-Verse, Star Wars, and the Three Musketeers) and...all my fics this year have pretty much been gen, so no pairings, really.

7: Share a line/paragraph/snippet that you were especially proud of from a work this year!

Ooh, tough one. First I have to remember what I actually wrote this year...then I have to pick just one.

The door snicked open, and Leia looked up, expecting Vader to have come up with some new questions to ask, or at least to see that the torture droid was back. When she saw a single stormtrooper instead, she let her mouth take over out of sheer relief. "Aren’t you a little short for a stormtrooper?" There was a bark of laughter, then the (admittedly very short) stormtrooper tugged his helmet off, and Leia met sharp, sky-blue eyes looking keenly out from under a shock of short blond hair. "Man, that helmet really is awful," he said, shaking the offending object disgustedly. "What?" "I’m Luke Skirata, and I’m here to rescue you. We have maybe five more minutes before someone notices the looped cameras and tries to check in, and we need to be out of the detention block before that happens."

This is from the opening to Tegaanal, the climax of a Star Wars series that was several months in the writing and spans from the Prequels to the Original Trilogy, and I love it because it's one of those moments from canon that pops up pretty much spontaneously as I'm writing, which nearly always makes for fun parallels.

14: Give us a sneak peek of one of your upcoming works!

Here's a sneak peek from the future of my series A Far, Far Better Thing, which started as an MCU rewrite to fix the things that bugged me most about the end of Endgame and then turned into a Spider-man centric series and spawned a Raimi-verse story that I was not planning to write AT ALL:

Spider-man sticking himself to the outside of the tower was not a particularly unusual sight, so Bucky saw nothing odd, initially, in the fact that the kid had landed on his office window and was gesturing animatedly. Then he looked up and did a double-take, because either Peter had redone his suit and gone for a very...retro style, was probably what Shuri would call that, or the multiverse was broken. Again. And really, once had been enough. He opened the window and other-Peter jumped lightly inside and tugged off his mask, revealing that he was in fact the elder of the two Peters who had been yanked across realities last time.

This was a fun game; thank you for asking these questions!

[poptart-cat-78]

cookie for you: 🍪 I hope your day gets better and that you know I'm proud of you, always 🩷🩵💛

🥺🥺🥺 Thank you Kazzy. 🥺🥺🥺 i’ve been pretty depressed after I saw my final grades, I really appreciate your ask 💖💖💖 I’ve been cheering myself up by looking at pics of my comfort characters, it’s been..a day. Thanks for checking up on me 💖💖💖

[theragamuffininitiative]

🎶

This ask took altogether too long to answer bc these song lyrics are nowhere online apparently so for the sake of a too-little-loved amazing song and for posterity, I created a genius account so I could put the lyrics out there myself lol. Anywayyysss this song is all about Lasater and his dad to me, and how he carries the memory of the good man his father was with him on his road to justice:

“You’re the one they call Lasater,” one of the men said. “Thought you had burned with the town.” Lasater inclined his head, saying nothing. The lead Raider indicated Lasater’s revolver, leering in easy triumph. “You should draw that out nice and slow and toss it to the ground.” Lasater left the gun where it was. “Know who it belonged to?” The man squinted. “I don’t recognize it, should I?” “Well, it belonged to the marshal you killed.” Grinning, the man laughed. “You took it off him after we left, then?” Several of the others joined his laughter. “I inherited it.” The laughter stilled, and the mocking grins faded. “He was your pa,” the leader said. This realization and the cold, calm demeanor of the lone man standing in the dirt in front of them began at last to hint to the Raiders that something about their victorious parade into town might have gone awry.

-flails in cowboy emotions-

[higheverweave]

KAZOO you cowards

Even if it was for one year in fifth grade <3

Extra points for leaving in tags for how many years and if you still do