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f-o-and-selfship-club · 2 months ago

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💬Flicky Chattin Stuff💬 - Personal stuff

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🖊Flicky Writes🖊 - Selfship writing

📖Self Insert Stories📖 - Stories

🖼Others Artwork Gallery🖼 - Artwork other people made

💜Flicky Gay Gushing💙 - gushing my f/os

🎨Flicky's Drawings🎨 - my artwork

🌸FlickyNightCore🌸 - Post that remind of myself

💕Flicky's Special Interests💕 - My special interests

❤️Selfship Asks💬 - Asks

💜Flicky's Self Inserts💜 - My self inserts

🎁Gifts from Others🎁 - Gifts that people made for me

💙Userboxes💙 - Userboxes

💚RB Game💚 - Reblog games

🌙Selfship Dreams🌙 - Talking about my dreams

💙Flicky Rambling :3💙 - Rambling

🌟Other Selfships Museum🌟 - Other people's selfships

💕Comfort Characters💜 - About my comfort characters

💜My F/O of the Day💜 - Showing today's f/o

💭Selfship Imagines💭 - Selfships and f/o imagines

📊Poll challenges📊 - Polls

💘Romantic Stuff💗 - Romantic posts I found

💕Selfship Positivity💕

❤️Reminders to you all❤️

🌟F/Ovember🌟

🌟F/O Takeover🌟

📺Flicky's Animations📺 - Animations

📺Flicky's Animated Creations📺 - Second animations tag

❓️Guess Flicky's Types❓️

🌙Today's F/O I want to Gush about🌙

❤️Selfship Stories📖

💚Flicky Reblogs💚

💚Flicky self rb💚

--F/O Categories--

❤️Romantic F/O🌹

🧡Queerplatonic F/O💚

💚Platonic F/O💚

💙Familial F/O💙

💜Pet F/O💜

--♡F/Os and Ships♡--

🧸Quackerjack🧸 - 🌟Star Toy🧸

--AUs of this Ship--

[💜Jester and Mage AU💜]

[💜Humanized AU💜]

💜Darkwing Duck💜/💜Drake Mallard💜 - 🌟Stars Shining through the Darkness💜

💛Negaduck🖤 - 🌟Shatters Evil💛

📺Mr Puzzles📺 - 📺DigitalVision📺

📺RGB📺 - 📺The Property of Love📺

🤍Gentleman Ghost🎩 - 🤍Dear Soul for Her Gentleman🎩

❤️Katz🕷 - 💜Business Lovers❤️

💛Freaky Fred✂️ - 💜Feline Furcut✂️

🦇NOS-4-A2🦇 - 💜Static Fangs🦇

💻Computer💻 - 📺Connection of Technology💻

💙Snork👓 - 🖍Craft my Heart to Invent💙

📻Alastor🦌 - 🌙Tonight's Radio📻

💛Neo Cortex💛 - 💛Scientists through Domination🧪

👔Pinstripe Potoroo💚 - 🧪Science Shooting💚

❤️HIM❤️ - 🌙Following Towards Hell's Desires🔥

☕️Espresso Cookie🍪 - 🍦A Cup of Vanilla Espresso☕️

☘️Clover Cookie🍪 - 🍦Strings made of Vanilla and Clovers☘️

💜Matt🪞 - 🪞Mirror Reflects through the Violet💜

💜Matilda♀️ - 💜Violet Reflects Back Through the Mirror🪞

💙General Skarr💙 - 🌱Draining the Wounds of the General💙

🔪Horror Mario🔪 - ❤️The Bloody Princess🔪

❤️MX🖤 - ❤️The Tallest and His Deadly Duchess🖤

🤡Sweet Tooth🔥 - 🍓Strawberries in Melted Cream🍦🤡

🧡Mr Tickle🧡 - 💜Tickling with Joy🧡

🎲King Dice💜 - 🎲Number One Dice🎲

⭐️Meta Knight🗡 - ⭐️Knight of the Stars and the Creator of All Things Sweet🍰

❤️Blitzø🐎 - ❄️Snow Horses🐎

🎃Scarecrow🎃 - 🌙Lunaphobia🎃

💚Zestial🕷 - 💚Deore Adamant of the Ancient Arachnid🕷

🎤Rayman/Ramon🎤 - 💜Talk Show Team🎤

💚Fizzarolli❤️ - 💚❤️Sprinkle Our Snow Love❄️

💙Asmodeus💙 - 💙Show Me Some Lust❄️

🎈Pinkie Pie🎈 - 🎊Party Pinata🪅

💙Hades🔥 - 💙Death underneath the Crescent Moonlight🌙

🧡Jafar🐍 - 🐍Under the Snake's Charm❄️

🎩Dr Strangeglove🎩 - 💜Nighttime is Warm for Gloves🎩

❤️Luvli💚 - 💜Brightness in Love❤️

🐍🎩Sir Pentious💛🖤 - 🌙🦋Fluttering for a Snake🐍💛

💚Luigi💚 - 💚Emerald Clouds☁️

🌼Princess Daisy🧡 - 🌼Sunshine in a Daisy☁️

🔥Bowser🔥 - 🔥Flaming Maiden☁️

🎩Right Hand Man🦾 - 🎩The Cybernetic Attachment🦾

🖤Mordecai Heller🖤 - 🖤Guns N Violets💜

💚Dr Nefarious💚

🧡Emperor Nefarious🧡

🪨Eijirou Kirishima🪨 - 🌙Crush on a Moon Rock🪨

🦅Hawks🦅 - 🦅A Hawk Flying by the Moon🌙

🕒Bezel🕒 - 🕒For Time is an Infinite Dance🕑

💙Gonzo💙

💛Big Bird🐦

❄️👑Frost Queen Cookie🍪 - 🍦Soft Serve Snowflakes❄️

🖤Eddie Brock/Venom🖤

🖤Black Hat🎩 - 🌒An Eclipse Made for Pure Evil🖤

🎃Jack O Lantern🎃 - 🐐Chupacabra's Taste in Pumpkins🎃

🥄Silver Spoon🥄 ‐ 🥄A Spoonful of Sugar🍬

🕯Candle🕯

--Self Inserts--

⭐️Starry Crescents🌙/🌟Star Striker🌟 - Darkwing Duck

🌟Shattering Starz🌟 - Negaverse! Darkwing Duck

💜FlickyNight Crescent Stars🌙🌟 - Main

❄️Blizzard❄️ - Disney's Aladdin

💜Flickz🖌 - Courage The Cowardly Dog

📺Digitalizer📺 - SMG4

🌼June Sheep🐑 - Looney Tunes

💛Flapjak🐑 - Chikn Nuggit

🌟Comet🌟/🌙LunaFlakez❄️/❄️Cryo-Bite❄️ - DC

🌸Lily Padz🌸 - Disney's Peter Pan

🌙Midnight🦋 - Hazbin Hotel

❄️Snowflake💙🔥 - Helluva Boss

📺Digital🖌 - Second Courage The Cowardly Dog s/i

💮Floral OwlSwoops🦉 - Ducktales 2017

🌙Night Light🕯 - Moshi Monsters

💜Plum🍓 - SpongeBob

🍦Vanilla🍮 - Kirby

☁️Cloudz☁️ - Mario

🐑SheepZap⚡️ - Sonic

💜Zunar💜 - Sonic

🌌Outer🌌 - Buzz Lightyear of Star Command

🌱Life Drainess🌱 - Evil Con Carne

💜Lilac Sketches 🖊 - My Little Pony

🧪Tulip Possum🍉 - Crash Bandicoot

🐑MoonCloudz🖤 - Mario.EXE/Mario's Madness

🐑💜SheepZap.XTX⚡️🖤 - Sonic.EXE

🍦Vanilla Herb🌿 - Cuphead/Cuphead Show

🍦🤎Vanilla Butterscotch Cookie🍪 - Cookie Run: Kingdom

🌙Helene🌟/🌙Lunar Brightstar🌟 - My Hero Academia

💎Opal🤍 - Henry Stickmin

🐑Pom🐑 - Happy Tree Friends

🐇Snuggle Bun the Snoozing💤 - The Amazing Digital Circus

🍮Creme Sweetheart🍮 - Pizza Tower

🛰Isotope🛰 - Ratchet and Clank

❤️Nori🍣/❤️Crimson Cultist❤️ - Twisted Metal TV Series

🌙Little Miss Snooze💤 - Mr Men and Little Miss franchise/Mr Men Show

🌒Eclipse🌒 - Villainous

🤍Lumi💙 - Venom

🤍Camellia🤍/🌙Moon Moth🦋🤍 - Marvel/Spectacular Spider Man

🌙The Night Follower🌙 - Powerpuff Girls

🍬Sugar Star⭐️ - Inanimate Insanity

❄️Snow Tulip🌷 - Battle For Dream Island/Battle for BFB/The Power of Two

🌙Kamaria🌙 - Disney's Hercules

--AUs--

💜Genderswap AU💜

💜Mirror AU💜

💜Werewolf AU💜

💜Species Swap AU💜

💜Humanized AU💜

💜Swap AU💜

💜Animal AU💜

💜Corpse Bride AU💜

💜Nightmare Before Christmas AU💜

💜Angels and Demons AU💜

💜Fallen Angel AU💜

💜2P AU💜

💜Under Control of PuzzleVision AU💜

💜Light and Darkness AU💜

💜Jester and Mage AU💜

💜Heroes and Villains AU💜

💜Ghost AU💜

💜Corpse Groom AU💜

💜Medieval AU💜

💜House of Mouse AU💜

#💬flicky chattin stuff💬#f/o tag #self ship #self shipping #f/o #f/o community #selfship community #tag navigation #f/o and selfship club #be updating this anytime

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lectern-fullcauldron · 10 months ago

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Season 6 minigames that you may or may not know that I very much enjoyed:

Boombox 2 by Tango - step into his flooded labyrinth arena with a redstone block floor. blow each other up

R.U.N by Iskall (modelled by Keralis) - put a diamond into the machine. RNG will decide if the doors open to a random, high paced game. There's a prize wheel!!

The RollerToaster by Joe Hills - if you make good enough animal sounds, you might survive the rollercoaster and get tickets for the 'fabulous' prizes (don't worry about the lava)

Sahara speedy pines raceway by rendog - formula one ice boat road race track that ren worked on for months. Ignore the doom guy suit debris on the finish line. That's unrelated

Ravager run by cubfan - charge through this ravager infested town to recover wool blocks at high speed

Undying by Xisuma - welcome to his series of rooms. You get a new totem in each room. Use them. Fastest wins

Diamond drop by scar - jump out of a plane and catch falling diamonds. Don't die of floor impact. You've got an elytra for a reason

False's quickdraw (as played by Truesymmetry) - one lives, one dies. Are you the fastest gunslinger on hermitcraft?

Jousting by Stress - ok so you get on a horse and then you get a trident. One of you will die. Try not to kill the horse

Mr Pumpkin by Stress and Iskall - it's a Halloween puzzle game!! Three games in one (in a pumpkin from false). How's your fishing, musicality and sliding? You'll need it

The mushroom casino by doc - put in a diamond to roll the dice. Who knows, you might get lucky? (Or not)

Phantom run by doc - there's phantoms in here. You'd BETTER run. Fastest wins

Guess whom by false - who said you can't build guess who in Minecraft?? Think again #jingled

The elytra course by grian - Ren's train line too slow for your high speed hermitcraft continent tour? Try grian's breakneck elytra course, now featuring extra bamboo courtesy of cub

Tag tower parkour by cub - oh you've been tagged? Unfortunate. Up the tower you go :))

Escape by Cleo - an escape room to earn grandpa's inheritance, from the mind of devious pirate captain Cleo

RGB by zed - he's just learned to launch blocks. It's time for you to learn to catch them!!

And so so many more. Honestly check out Hermit jingle land and the other season six attractions

#good to reblog #hermitcraft #season six

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princess-hope-selfships · 1 month ago

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Um, Mr. Nygma, I wanted to see if you'd had the chance to play any videogames with Hope, since I heard you were getting into the hobby. ~Shiroe @goldenworldsabound

Edward: Ah, hello again Shiroe! YES I HAVE actually!!! It was a delight! She showed me so many of her little games!

There was one with little animals, I don't remember the name... But you live in a town with the animals as a human! She gave me so many nice little pieces of furniture to put in my little home. She paid off my house twice, too, the sweetheart, so now I have a bigger, better house~

She showed me another one, Mine Craft I think... it was fun! Blocky. We played together for a little bit, she helped me build a house in that too! And a garden! We made a scarecrow too, out of fences and a pumpkin, we called it Jonny 😏

She's trying to get me into other little games, too, stuff with more puzzles and problem-solving, just trying to see what would suit my fancy. But I'm actually quite content playing these little comfortable creative games for now. 💚 I made good friend with the little animals on her island, and I would love to build more things in that block game to surprise her with next time she plays...

#f/ovember #faves take tumblr #ooc: I sincerely forgot about f/ovember--

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sunnydaleherald · 5 months ago

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, August 8

Giles: Ah, weeping buddha, shoulders your spiritual burden. Makes a lovely paperweight too.

~~Shadow~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Vintage (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by veronyxk84

Vesuvius (Buffy, G) by heckate

Task Mistress (Buffy/Spike, R) by HappyWhenItRains

[Chaptered Fiction]

To Be Hers, Chapter 28 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by faefawn

Waiting for You, Chapter 16 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by honeygirl51885

Infiltre, Chapter 16 (Buffy/Spike, French language, PG) by Miss Kitty

SpikedChapter 17 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by Maxine Eden

To All We Guard, Chapter 26 (Buffy/Spike, ) by

What She Deserves, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by flootzavut

The Buffybot Falls In Love, Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by Desicat

Itty Bitty Wiggy Piggy, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by ClowniestLivEver

[Images, Audio & Video]

Manip:Spike the bloody or William the bloody awful poet by gamerrat_13

Manip:Angel or Angelus by gamerrat_13

Manip:All my newest collages by gamerrat_13

Artwork:I needed poetry today by isevery0nehereverystoned

Gifset:BUFFY SUMMERS & DAWN SUMMERS ➤ Outfit Parallels by clarkgriffon

Gifset: S01:E09 - The Puppet Show (Part 5) by thecrazyknight

Gifset:The Scoobies carving pumpkins by 5bi5

Manip:I feel just fine by revello-drive-1630

Manip:having intrusive spuffy thoughts whenever i listen to "guess" by charli xcx by summersblood

Manip:caitlyn siehl, start here by dogmetaphors

Video: The Scooby Gang - Sanctuary (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) by TheOverLookedOne

Video: Ave Bondart - Effulgent (Lyric video) by Ave Bondart

[Reviews & Recaps]

Teacher's Pet by theoverlookedoneedits1997

How to Avoid Your Friends | Buffy the Vampire Slayer 7x3 "Same Time, Same Place" | Normies Reaction! by The Normies

Buffy Deserves Better in "Dead Man's Party" *REACTION* & First Time Watching 3x2 (Commentary) by Tyler Alexander

Sleeper: Buffy 7x08 Reaction by Dakara

Buffy The Vampire Slayer | 2x5 "Reptile Boy" | REACTION by Andres El Rey

Podcast: Angel S4E6: Spin the Bottle by Booze & Buffy

[Fandom Discussions]

me when i’m a traumatized teenage girl[...] by godsperfectprincess

Happy 100th Birthday Anyanka Bunny Slayer! by multiple authors

Which Buffy Summers 's season is the most iconic by multiple authors

Discuss this by multiple authors

So it's taken me more than 3 years but I've finally finished my Angel/Buffy rewatch! [Angel-focused] by multiple authors

So it's taken me more than 3 years but I've finally finished my Angel/Buffy rewatch! [Buffy-focused] by multiple authors

Angel was amazing by multiple authors

Small moments you love by multiple authors

Oz is the most pointless character. Change my mind by multiple authors

Kendra by multiple authors

"Faith, a word of advice. You're an idiot!" by multiple authors

Favorite comedic episode by multiple authors

This character to me has been so underwhelming in Angel. by multiple authors

Does anyone think the monsters started looking more cartoony/ridiculous in the later seasons? by multiple authors

I'll be mrs by multiple authors

Willow Always Gets... by multiple authors

Name a more iconic duo by multiple authors

[Articles, Interviews, and Other News]

Publication: Buffy’s Most Sympathetic Monsters Aren’t Vampires via Giant Freakin Robot

Publication: The Buffy Casting Controversy That Still Puzzles Us via Giant Freakin Robot

Submit a link to be included in the newsletter!

Join the editor team :)

#btvs

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kelyon · 2 years ago

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Hot Cocoa and Stolen Kisses

My @rumbellesecretsanta gift for @smutwithplot from the prompt “Cocoa and Stolen Kisses.”

When Lacey discovers her landlord’s sweet tooth, she begins to wonder if there’s more to him than what’s on the surface.

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Lacey never bought that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. That saying always seemed to have the sexism baked in, as it were. In a world where that was true, cooking was really less about seduction and more about proving what a good little wife you’d be. Lacey wasn’t going to be anybody’s little wife, and she had plenty of other ways to get attention if she wanted it. Most of the time, she was less concerned with getting into a man’s heart and more about getting into his pants.

Until she set her sights on her landlord.

Roald Gold didn’t seem to be the sort to let anyone into his heart, his pants or his stomach. In the first nine months of her lease, Lacey pinned him for a run-of-the-mill hardass. The kind of man who woke up at five AM and ate plain oatmeal for breakfast every day, and had done so for the past thirty years. He wasn’t a bad landlord--firm on the rent, but quick with the repairs. He also insisted on collecting the rent himself, and coming into her apartment for a not-at-all-obvious inspection that she wasn’t destroying the place.

Lacey hadn’t thought much of him, until a random Saturday morning in the beginning of September. That was the day she witnessed Gold buying a pumpkin spice hot chocolate from Storybrooke Coffee.

The order was pretty strange on its own--it was eighty degrees out, and Mr. Gold didn’t seem to be the type to like sweets. The really noteworthy part came once the drink had been served. He’d gotten the hot chocolate to go, but tasted it before he left. From her cafe table in the corner, Lacey saw Mr. Gold make a face at the drink, then go over to the little counter with coffee fixings. She watched him take off the lid and dump cinnamon and nutmeg into the paper cup. Then he added more sugar and some half-and-half. He stirred the concoction with the wooden stirrer and tasted his creation. Lacey didn’t see that expression, but when he walked out of the cafe to go back to his pawn shop, he still had a half-grin on his face--which was half a grin more than Lacey had ever seen on him.

“Huh,” she said out loud in the empty cafe. Setting aside her crossword puzzle, she leaned back in the armchair and brought her pencil to her lips. “Huh.”

So. Her landlord had a sweet tooth. Who would have ever thought?

Even though Lacey had been perfectly satisfied with her frozen caramel latte, she made a point to order the pumpkin spice hot chocolate on her way out. She didn’t taste it until she was back in her apartment over the abandoned library. Using two of her mugs, she poured out the beverage into thirds. The last third she kept in the to-go cup. That was her control sample, the version of the drink that Gold hadn’t liked.

With a scientific sip, Lacey tried the control. It wasn’t bad, exactly, but it made her agree with all those people who say pumpkin spice tastes like a fall candle. Definitely room for improvement, which Gold had tried to do. That was what her second mug was for.

Pulling her spice basket off the top of her fridge, Lacey poured cinnamon and nutmeg into the cup. Then the white sugar. She didn’t have half-and-half, so milk would have to do for now. She stirred it all together and gave it a taste.

It was hard to judge if this was what Gold actually liked, or if it was just the best he could do with the ingredients he had on hand. The extra sugar, in Lacey’s opinion, was a mistake. The problem with the original wasn’t a lack of sweetness. More milk added a welcome feeling of richness to the drink. Half-and-half would have been better, and cream would be better still. The cinnamon was an inspired touch, but nutmeg was easy to overdo. It might have been a matter of taste, but Lacey was pretty sure she knew how to make improvements.

In her third cup, Lacey added the same amount of milk and cinnamon, a little less nutmeg, and no extra sugar. A quick taste proved that it was already better. Going through her spice basket, she pulled out ground ginger and cloves. Now with all the extra spices, the chocolate was getting drowned out. Lacey didn’t have any chocolate syrup on hand, so she ripped open a packet of Swiss Miss and added half of it to the mug.

Now it was too sweet again. Lacey had a splash of coffee left over from this morning, and sometimes cookbooks talked about adding espresso to chocolate desserts to bring out the flavor. So why not? She added the coffee into the mix, stirred it all up, and put the whole thing in the microwave to put the “hot” back in hot chocolate.

The end result should have been the best yet. But after one taste, Lacey was pretty sure she had just circled back to the beginning. It was better than the control from Storybrooke Coffee, but she’d be hard pressed to say why. Or if Gold would agree with her assessment.

Clearly, she needed to start over from scratch.

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Two weeks later, on October first, Lacey was pretty sure she had a recipe figured out. At the very least, she had something she felt comfortable offering Gold when he stopped by for the rent.

In moments of quiet, Lacey would ask herself why she was putting forth this much effort to make her landlord hot chocolate. She didn’t need to get into his good graces. She didn’t have a reputation of culinary excellence she had to uphold. She wasn’t trying to prove anything to him. None of her usual motivations for doing things--thrills, spite, sex--really applied in this case.

Okay, that was a lie. Sex was definitely a part of this. But not the whole thing. It wasn’t like Lacey wanted Gold to bang her against the wall--or at least, not like she expected that to happen all at once, and not just because of her hot chocolate. She wouldn’t say no, of course, if that was Gold’s idea of a good time. But there was something else going on. When she had seen Gold smile over the hot chocolate he’d fixed, that was the happiest she had ever seen him. From the general vibe around town, there wasn’t anyone else who had ever seen him that happy either.

If alternate universes existed, there was probably a version of her who only wanted to make Gold happy, whose motivations were purely altruistic, purely pure. Lacey was more twisted than that. She didn’t just want Gold to be happy, she wanted to be the one who made him happy. The only one. She knew a secret about him--something no one else new--and her greedy little mind wanted to know more.

This was why she hauled her ass to the grocery store to buy baker’s chocolate, heavy cream, and the freshest pumpkin spices available. After lots of practice, she had developed a base hot chocolate recipe so good she was pretty sure she’d kill to defend it. She wasn’t as sure about the pumpkin spice element, but the concoction she poured into her classiest mug was definitely the best hot chocolate she had ever made.

At exactly 4:15 in the evening, there was a knock on the apartment door. Perfect. Gold was meticulous about time, so Lacey had made sure that the cocoa would be prepared and at the perfect temperature when he arrived.

“Hi!” She couldn’t help beaming when she opened the door.

Gold just nodded, polite and buttoned-up, as usual. There were orange pinstripes in with the black of his dress shirt, and a bronzy-orange tie as well. That was as vibrant a display of fall spirit as he would ever allow himself.

“Good evening, Miss French.”

“Come on in.” She ushered him inside. Her apartment was a one-bedroom, so the entryway, kitchen, living room and dining room were all the same area. “Do you have a minute to sit?”

“I--” Gold began, and then stopped. His nostrils flared as he took in the scent of chocolate and cloves. “Are you baking?”

“Hot chocolate, actually. I’ve been experimenting with my own recipe.”

He didn’t say anything, but Lacey watched his eyes scan over the simmering sauce pot, and the two mugs on the counter.

“Would you like some?”

Now he looked at her. How had she ever thought he was boring? Gold put up a collected front, but if she had just looked at the man a little closer, she would have noticed how the wheels in his head never stopped turning. Knowing what she knew now, it was obvious how much he wanted some cocoa. It was also obvious how much he didn’t want her to know how much he wanted some cocoa. He was fighting against himself and she could have missed it all if she was looking.

He tilted his chin toward the mugs. “Aren’t you expecting company?”

Lacey shook her head. “No, I was hoping I could tempt you to try it. I’d, uh, like your opinion.”

Gold walked over to the kitchen counter like he owned the place. Using his cane gave his stride a forceful energy. His free hand floated over the mugs. “Does it matter which…?”

“No,” she said quickly. She had planned on giving Gold the larger mug, the one that might have been made of real porcelain. It had a sleek silhouette and a pattern of gray diamonds that reminded her of him. Instead, he picked up the mug she’d made as a craft project in the third grade, with autumn leaves depicted in splotches of bright paint.

She took the other mug and stood near him, leaning against the counter on the other side of the kitchen sink. She didn’t want to drink until he did. Gold swirled the cocoa in the mug like it was a fine wine.

“I have marshmallows too, if you--”

“No need.” He brought his mug up to nose, inhaling deeply. His eyes closed for a second, and Lacey had the perfect image of what Gold would look like seconds before he started to eat someone out.

Fuck.

As he took his first sip of cocoa, Lacey sidled a little closer. She watched his face so intently even she thought she was a little deranged. The eagle eye was necessary, however, because the speed of Gold’s changing expressions could be measured in microseconds.

First, the shock of discovery, when the taste first hit him and his eyebrows shot up. Then exploration. He held the cocoa in his mouth and let it swirl over his tongue. Lacey imagined him catching every flavor, every nuance, even the scant tablespoon of pumpkin puree. When his eyes opened, they shone. It was a moment so fleeting it wouldn’t have been caught on film, but Lacey knew it was there. She saw the delight in his eyes. She saw his tongue dart over his lips to get every trace of the cocoa, every drop. She saw the flash of white teeth, saw the smile that he tried to hide by clearing his throat. She saw, for just a moment, the wonder her cocoa had brought out in him.

He set the mug down after one sip. Lacey flattered herself by thinking that he couldn’t handle any more. If he drank the whole thing, they really might end up banging against a wall.

For now, he kept his full composure. “That was quite good.” He said it like she was a waitress. Already, the light was dimming in his eyes. Already, his cocoa was getting cold on the counter. Lacey had spent two weeks perfecting the recipe and it was all going to go to waste. “Though I can’t imagine why--”

She grabbed her landlord by his suit lapels and pulled him in for a kiss.

His reaction was the cocoa all over again, but even faster this time. Shock and instinctive resistance, a second of melting into pleasure--and then he was pushing her away.

“What the hell are you doing?” he snarled.

The kiss had been short, but it still left Lacey breathless. “Kissing you,” she said. It was the only answer she had. The only one she could explain, anyway.

Gold stepped back. He looked at her like she had pulled a knife on him. His teeth were bared, his breathing was as heavy as hers. “Why would you-- Nevermind. Where’s the rent?”

Lacey stayed where she was. She kept both hands on the counter, so he could see that she wasn’t going to make any sudden movements. The intensity of Gold’s reaction only emphasized how much she had fucked up. He was treating her like she was dangerous, a criminal. Like he had something to be afraid of with her.

“It’s on the table.” She looked at the ground, breaking the eye contact that had connected them.

With surprising speed, Gold crossed the small room to get to the dining room table. He picked up the envelope of cash and stuffed it in his breast pocket without even thumbing through the bills. Lacey could have given him Monopoly money and he wouldn’t have noticed. He brushed past her without a word.

At the door, he looked up for just a minute. He looked at her, like he wanted to say something. But he didn’t.

He just left.

****

Lacey’s first instinct was to start packing. Clearly, she had just lost herself an apartment. Lease be damned, she wouldn’t have blamed Gold if he’d ordered her out by morning. He could take the rent too, call it a security deposit against un-asked-for kissing.

“Fuck!” She managed to contain the word until she looked out her window and saw Mr. Gold crossing the street from the library to his pawn shop. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck!”

She stomped around the apartment, picking up unbreakable items and then throwing them onto the ground. Stupid, that’s what she was. Stupid and impulsive and too horny for her own good.

After a few heartfelt screams into a couch cushion, Lacey ran out of steam. The knowledge of her fuckeduppedness was still there, but the initial mania had faded.

Should she call him? Not the way she would call a guy who’d had a more positive reaction to a surprise kiss, but the way she would call her landlord when she’d embarrassed herself so badly it might end up with her having to find a new place to live. She could say she’d been drinking--though that probably wouldn’t make her seem any more reasonable. Besides, talking to her was probably the last thing Mr. Gold wanted to do.

She got off the couch to look out the window again. The lights were on in his shop. When she’d signed the rental agreement, he’d given her three phone numbers: His shop, his cell phone, and his house phone. That was the order tenants were supposed to call him in. The house phone was supposed to be for urgent emergencies only.

Lacey had never called it before. She hoped it had an answering machine.

Before she could stop herself, Lacey pulled up Gold’s contact information. It rang a few times, then went to voicemail. The words burst out of her in a rush of nerves and shame.

“Hi Mr. Gold, this is Lacey. Lacey French. I just wanted to say that I am so, so sorry for what happened today. I don’t know what came over me, it just… It’ll never happen again, I promise. I really hope this mistake won’t have any negative impact on our business relationship. You’re a great landlord and I love this apartment, so please don’t evict me--Oh God, did I just say that? I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything. If I need to make repercussions--I mean, reparations--we can discuss it at your convenience. Until then, I hope you have a good night. Uh. Bye.”

She clicked off her phone and let it fall to the floor, while she fell backward onto the couch. Well, if the kiss hadn’t convinced him she was crazy, that voicemail certainly had.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” Lacey groaned.

The cocoa was still on the counter, stone cold and ninety-nine percent undrunk. Terms that also applied to Lacey. Maybe she could do something about that.

She didn’t keep a lot of liquor around, preferring a glass of wine at home and for someone cute to buy her anything harder. But there was a bottle of Fireball that she kept around--for emergencies that could only be fixed with cinnamon whiskey. It paired very nicely with microwaved pumpkin spice cocoa.

Once Lacey’s troubles were sufficiently drowned, her fondest memory of the evening was that discovery--hot chocolate and cinnamon.

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Weekly Press Briefing #68: October 8th - 14th

Welcome back to the Weekly Press Briefing, where we bring you highlights from The West Wing fandom each week, including new fics, ongoing challenges, and more! This briefing covers all things posted from October 8 - October 14, 2023! Did we miss something? Let us know; you can find our contact info at the bottom of this briefing!

Challenges/Prompts:

There are no open challenges/prompts that we know of this week. Do you have a challenge or event you’d like us to promote or know of one we’re missing? Be sure to get in touch with us! Contact info is at the bottom of this briefing.

This Week in Canon:

Welcome back to This Week in Canon, where we revisit moments in The West Wing that occurred on these dates during the show’s run.

Season 1, Episode 4: Five Votes Down aired on October 13, 1999.

Season 3, Episode 1: Manchester Part I aired on October 10, 2001.

Season 4, Episode 4: The Red Mass aired on October 9, 2002.

Season 5, Episode 3: Jefferson Lives aired on October 8, 2003.

Season 7, Episode 3: Message of the Week aired on October 9, 2005.

Photos/Videos:

Here’s what was posted from October 8 - October 14:

Amy Landecker posted an edit of Brad by Twitter user @schiff0rd.

Josh Malina posted a video of Nathan Salston playing Hatikvah, the Israeli national anthem, on piano.

Josh Malina posted a thoughtful text post about the war between Israel and Hamas.

Josh Malina posted photos of himself and Bradley Whitford (and one trolling him) for Brad’s birthday on October 10th.

Marlee Matlin posted a photo of herself with Piper Laurie in memory of her after her recent death.

Peter James Smith posted a selfie from Screamfest.

No Context BWhit: October 9 | October 10 | October 12 | October 13 | October 14

@twwarchive: October 8 | October 12 | October 13 | October 14

Editors’ Choice:

Here are a handful of fics with cozy, fluffy, or funny fall vibes! Some are here for the first time, some we’ve recced before, but they’re all fun reads for this time of year. Please feel free to reblog with your own favorite cozy autumn reads!

How Pumpkin Carving and Twins Lead to Practice by mdrgrl1 [archived by westwingfanfictioncentral_archivist] | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Josh and Donna spend the day before Halloween carving pumpkins and babysitting. Not Quite Pumpkin Pie by fictorium | Rated G | No Pairings Listed (Gen Fic) | Complete | Another retreat to Manchester, another... incident. I Knew You by jeaniecregg | Rated G | C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | Complete | A cozy Saturday in the West Wing has CJ reminiscing about her past with Toby. 31 Days of Halloween by sam_writes_fics | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet, Josh Lyman/Sam Seaborn, C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler, Josh Lyman & Mallory O'Brien, Zoey Bartlet/Charlie Young | In Progress | 31 individual Halloween themed ficlets revolving around everyone's favorite senior staffers. Chapters will be posted once a day, every day, for the entire month of October at 4pm EST. Enjoy. absolutely smitten (never let you go) by JessBakesCakes for fairwinds09 | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Josh feels all the air whoosh out of his lungs when he sees the teacher standing on the other side of the door. She looks at the group standing outside her door, puzzled for a moment, until her blue eyes lock with Josh’s. Her blonde hair is tucked neatly behind her ears, and pumpkin earrings dangle from her earlobes. She’s wearing a copper-colored fall sweater, adorned with leaves around the collar that match her bulletin board. Her ID badge dangles from her neck, one of those ink pens in a bright, funky color clipped to her lanyard. “Miss Moss,” CJ says. “This is Mr. Lyman from the high school."

Due to tumblr character limits, this week's fic updates will be reblogged to this post momentarily!

#the west wing #tww #tww fandom #tww fic #josh lyman #west wing #donna moss #cj cregg #sam seaborn #toby ziegler #tww fic recs #weekly press briefing

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