#linus x shun

[shunsellon]

Please, darling, your brutallly honest opinion about Shun/Linus.❤️❤️❤️

Sorry if I'm intoxicating you with them. 😭😭

Thank you and kisses! 💞💞💞💞💞

honestly linus has so little personality of his own to work with that i can't ship him with anyone. though i do think shun/linus is funny because shun just let linus get killed by a rock

send me a ship and i'll give you my (brutally) honest opinion on it

[marukrawler]

Hello, bae! 💗💗

Shun/Linus:" Remember this, my love: the only to stick together is to be true to each other."

"remember this, my love; the only way to stick together is to be true to each other."

shun pulls away from the embrace to gaze into linus' eyes as he speaks, their close proximity allowing shun to feel the smoldering fire in linus' voice and stare into the warm embers hidden in the depths of those blue eyes. he uses that fire to steady his breathing, to rid himself of the dark thoughts plaguing his mind and to let a small flicker of hope ignite within the turmoil of his heart.

"you're right," shun breathes and ducks his head to press it against linus' strong chest. "sometimes my bad habits come back to the surface and i close myself off — but i'm so glad you're here to ground me to the present."

send me a ship and a sentence, i'll write the next five

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

[dewystars-of-the-valley]

Dewy Petals Farm - SDV Sebastian x Female!Farmer (SFW)

Slow burn, Fluff, Grumpy x Sunshine Trope, Sebastian/OFC

Cross-posted on AO3: Dewy Petals Farm - SDV Sebastian x Female!Farmer

Summary:

The new farmer is weird, like really weird. They find random shit in the dirt, will pull a diamond from a fish's mouth, and can make Sebastian blush. Sebastian doesn't want to blush! 

Everyone around Pelican Town is falling for our sweet farmer, but no one in the same way Sebastian is. Or are they?

Ch. 1

It had been weeks since he had truly relaxed. Even his nightly smoke couldn't cut through all of the tension that had settled in his neck. His most recent client had worked him to the bone testing both his patience and his patience. It was some ass wipe with a rich dad who wanted to “set his start-up tech firm apart from the rest” in Zuzu City. The city of tech start-ups. The kid had every demand in the book without an ounce of understanding. 

In the past month he had missed the change of seasons, apparently, as the scent of spring new growth surrounded him. He had been ignoring everyone for weeks and had hundreds of texts from Sam and Abigail. He scrolled to the top and started scanning for anything of actual substance. As usual, there wasn't.

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Sucks ur clients such a dick

Abs is shunning u bc u cancelled again

U up for a game?

Sorry cant tonight

Practicing pool with the new girl

Getting pretty good

Prepare to lose biotch

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New girl?

That was last Friday. Damn he hadn’t looked at these for a while. Come to think of it that must be what his mom had been nagging him about lately. Introducing himself probably. She always wanted him to be more social. He was just quiet, not inept. But the new farmer. What kind of person would move to Pelican Town? 

“OOF” Clang!

His neck twinged from swinging around so quickly. He rubbed it as he snuffed his cig on a nearby rock. He kept telling Maru to ask for help with that damn telescope. 

“Maru? You good?” 

“Maru?” he grew concerned the longer she didn’t answer. 

As he breached the tree line he was met with what must be the new farmer in a shadowed heap in the moonlight. She moaned as she righted herself and started picking up the objects scattered around. A shiny stone tumbled to meet Sebastian. He picked it up and tried to figure out what to say to a stranger who just fell down a hill outside your house in the middle of the night. 

“You just moved in, right?” Well that was a choice. 

She shrieked and fell back with a big rusty cog in her hand. A very frazzled face covered in dirt looked back at him. They stared silently at each other for a moment. 

“Uhhh. Yeah. Oh, thanks. And sorry. Yeah. Thanks.” She shuffled forward on her knees to take his offered shiny rock. She took a moment to cram the rusty cog and what looked like a shovel into her knapsack. Neither looked like they could fit but she somehow forced the latch closed regardless. She looked down at the shiny rock and then back at Sebastian, still standing awkwardly with his now useless hands in his pockets. 

“Do you like quartz?” She asked holding the shiny rock up. 

“Uh, its not bad. Yeah.” Really killing it with the dialogue tonight, Seb. Is exactly what Sam would say if he could see him now. Thank every star that Abi wasn't watching this. 

She held it out between them until he took it and then swung what had to be a dangerously heavy bag onto her shoulders. 

“Thanks for taking that. I had no room.” She smiled lopsidedly. “I’m Poppy, by the way.” The two stood in awkward silence for a moment. Sebastian searched for something to say. 

“So, out of all the places you could live, you chose Pelican Town?” Oh, no. “That-”

“Well, it’s my Grandpa’s farm, so…” the smile had slid away and she was looking everywhere but at him. “Sorry! I must’ve scared you with all the noise. Oh, I hope I didn’t wake up Linus.” She looked over her shoulder towards his tent. “He says someone throws rocks at his tent at night. That’s not you right? If it is, like dude, you should stick to smoking for stress relief if that's the alternative. Usually I am all for getting off the death sticks. But Linus?!” She finally looked back up at his face and at the same time seemed to realize the tangent she had been on. She froze. 

“I am so sorry, and sorry for interrupting your evening! Bye! Good night!” She turned and ran away, swaying with the force of her bag and the speed of her turn. Before Sebastian could form a word she had disappeared in the night. 

He stood still, a little confused, a little amused, and a little bit worried about his weird wild acquaintance up the hill. Who could be throwing rocks at his tent?

Masterlist

[nocturnals-anonymous]

The absolute rage expressed in this piece borders on the righteously murderous. I would wager it’s a sentiment shared by at least 70,000,000 Americans. This mom is angry and tells it like it is:

I was born at the end of Gen X and the beginning of the Millennial Generation, and grew up in a middle class town. Life was good. Our home was modest but birthdays and Christmas were always generous, we went on yearly vacations, had 2 cars, and there was enough money for me to take dance classes and art lessons and be in Girl Scouts.

My 1940s born Dad raised me to be patriotic and proud, to love the war bird airplanes of his era as much as he does, and to respect our flag and our country as a sacred thing. I grew up thinking that being an American was the greatest gift a person could have. I grew up thinking that our country was as strong, and honest and true as my Dad. I grew up thinking I was free.

As an adult, I have witnessed the world I grew up in fall to ruin. I have watched as our currency and our economy have been shamelessly corrupted beyond redemption. Since we’ve been married, my husband and I TWICE had our meager investment savings gutted by the market that we were told to invest in, now that pensions no longer exist and we working stiffs are on our own. We will be working until we die, because the Social Security we’ve been forced to pay into has also been robbed from under us.

I have watched as our elected officials enter Congress as ordinary folks and leaves as multi millionaires. I have watched my blue collar husband get up at an ungodly hour every day and come home with an aching back that we pray will hold out long enough to get him to old age in one piece. Outside of shoes, socks and underwear, almost everything my family wears was bought used. We’ve been on one vacation in 12 years.

We don’t have cell phones, or cable, or any sort of streaming services, just a landline and internet. We hardly ever eat out. Our house is 1400 square feet, no air conditioning. I cook from scratch and I can and I garden and I raise chickens for eggs and meat and I moonlight selling things on Etsy. Still it is barely enough to pay the bills that go up every year while service quality and the longevity of goods goes down. What I just described is the life you can live on 60K a year without going into debt.

At last calculation, when you consider all of the federal, state and local taxes plus registration and user fees, Medicare and SS payroll taxes, almost a third of what my family earns is stolen by the govt each year. What’s left doesn’t go far, just enough to cover the basics and save a little for when the wolf howls at the door.

I watched as my family’s health insurance was gutted and destroyed. Our private market insurance, which we had to have because my husband’s employer is too small to have a group plan, was made illegal. We were left with the option of either buying an Obamacare plan with unaffordable deductibles and insanely ridiculous out of pocket maxes, or paying the very gov’t that destroyed our healthcare a fine for not buying the gov’t mandated plan that we cannot afford. We now have short term insurance that isn’t really insurance at all, and I live in fear of one of us getting injured or sick with anything I can’t fix from the medicine cabinet.

I have watched as education, which was already sketchy when I was a kid, became an all out joke of wholly unmathematical math, gold stars for all, and self-loathing anti-Americanism. My family has taken an enormous financial hit as I stay home to home school our child. At least she’ll be able to do old-fashioned math well enough to see how much they are screwing her. A silver lining to every cloud, I guess.

I’ve sat by and held my tongue as I was called deplorable and a bitter clinger and told that I didn’t build that. I’ve been called a racist and a xenophobe and a chump and even an “ugly folk.” I’ve been told that I have privilege, and that I have inherent bias because of my skin color, and that my beloved husband and father are part of a horrible patriarchy. Not one goddamn bit of that is true, but if I dare say anything about it, it will be used as evidence of my racism and white fragility.

Raised to be a Republican, I held my nose and voted for Bush, the Texas-talking blue blood from Connecticut who lied us into 2 wars and gave us the unpatriotic Patriot Act. I voted for McCain, the sociopathic neocon songbird “hero” that torpedoed the attempt to kill the Obamacare that’s killing my family financially. I held it again and voted for Romney, the vulture capitalist skunk that masquerades as a Republican while slithering over to the Democrat camp as often as they’ll tolerate his oily, loathsome presence.

And I voted for Trump, who, if he did nothing else, at least gave a resounding Bronx cheer to the richly deserving smug hypocrites of DC. Thank you for that Mr. President, on behalf of all of us nobodies. God bless you for it.

And now I have watched as people who hate me and mine and call for our destruction blatantly and openly stole the election and then gaslighted us and told us that it was honest and fair. I am watching as the GOP does NOTHING about it. They’re probably relieved that upstart Trump is gone so they can get back to their real jobs of lining their pockets and running interference for their corporate masters. I am watching as the media, in a manner that would make Stalin blush, is silencing anyone who dares question the legitimacy of this farce they call democracy. I know, it’s a republic, but I am so tired of explaining that to people I might as well give in and join them in ignorance.

I will not vote again; they’ve made it abundantly clear that my voice doesn’t matter. Whatever irrational, suicidal lunacy the nanny states thinks is best is what I’ll get. What it decided I need is a geriatric pedophile who shouldn’t be charged with anything more rigorous than choosing between tapioca and rice pudding at the old folks home, and a casting couch skank who rails against racism while being a descendant of slave owners.

I’m free to dismember a baby in my womb and kill it because “my body my choice”, but God help me if I won’t cover my face with a germ laden Linus-worthy security blanket or refuse let them inject genetically altering chemicals into my body or my child’s. I can be doxed, fired, shunned and destroyed for daring to venture that there are only 2 genders as proven by DNA, but a disease with a 99+% survival rate for most humans is a deadly pandemic worth murdering an economy over. Because science. Idiocracy is real, and we are living it. Dr. Lexus would be an improvement over Fauci.

I am done. Don’t ask me to pledge to the flag, or salute the troops, or shoot fireworks on the 4th. It’s a sick, twisted, heartbreaking joke, this bloated, unrecognizable corpse of a republic that once was ours.

I am not alone. Not sure how things continue to function when millions of citizens no longer feel any loyalty to or from the society they live in.

I was raised to be a lady, and ladies don’t curse, but fuck these motherfuckers to hell and back for what they’ve done to me, and mine, and my country. All we Joe Blow Americans ever wanted was a little patch of land to raise a family, a job to pay the bills, and at least some illusion of freedom, and even that was too much for these human parasites. They want it all, mind, body and soul. Damn them. Damn them all.

[shunsellon]

Hi again, darling!💞💞💗❤️

I've seen your post about spotify wrap list and I came with parings suggestions.

Shun/Linus - 10 and Dan/Mira( I'm so hype about these two at the moment! 😍) - 20

Thank you, bae!! 💞💗❣️😘

linus/shun + 10 — good4u by olivia rodrigo

Shun wasn’t used to this. He wasn’t used to heart-to-hearts and anything really emotional. He preferred to bottle everything up and wait until it all exploded in his face because that worked so well the first few times. But this was different. Linus broke up with him. More accurately put was that he dumped Shun’s ass, but Shun wanted to preserve some of his dignity. That was how he ended up in Runo’s bedroom, clutching onto a pillow while she and Julie comforted him. “Fuck him,” Shun said into the pillow. “And his new car and new girlfriend and everything!”

dan/mira + 20 — angry too by lola blanc

Dan found Mira after her upset with Ace. She had gotten into an argument with him again. Marucho tried to defuse it, but Ace wouldn’t budge and Mira left the room in her frustration. “Are you okay, Mira?” Dan asked. “You know Ace only means well.”  “That I know. But Ace doesn’t know what it feels like to have your whole world flipped over, everything you believe in to be a lie. And I’m just as angry as he is! But…” Tears rolled down against her accord. Dan stepped closer, wiped her tears away, and took her in his arms.

send me a ship/character + a number for a drabble based off of my spotify wrapped

[shunsellon]

Hi, darling! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

I hope you won't mind if I request Shun/Linus ( IDK what their ship name could be), :"A day without seeing you, touching you, kissing you and loving you, will be a day of death for me."

Thankies and kisses! 💖💖💖💖

"A day without seeing you, touching you, kissing you and loving you, will be a day of death for me."

Shun looks at Linus from their place together on the sofa; a blanket draped over the two them to keep them warm amidst the chill weather. "Now where'd you get that?"

Linus shows Shun the cover of the book in his hands. "It's one of Julie's recommendations. Definitely one of the better ones."