#not always supporting england tho lol

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Jess Watches // Sat 23 Sept & Sun 24 Sept Synopses & Favourite Scenes

Deadloch 1x02 Episode 2

Eddie is vocally displeased about following Dulcie's theory about the murders. D takes matters into her own hands while E's behaviour grows more erratic.

The frequent use of the words "lesbian" and "cunt" often at hilariously inappropriate times. For example: D questioning a suspect and mid-interview getting called "lesbian" for no apparent reason; and E saying she would "cunt-punch" D so hard she could "second as a hand puppet." lmao

Killjoys (rewatching with friend) 1x08 Come the Rain

Westerly is put under lockdown when a wave of Black Rain hits. Pree's bar is held hostage and Johnny tries to keep everyone alive. On the ship, Dutch and D'avin work through a team-building exercise set up by Johnny.

My fav was the last scene of Dutch & Johnny in bed, him reading her his comic, which was super adorable. He even did voices too.🥰 In contrast, my friends fav scene was Johnny using the bolt gun to shoot the hostage takers.

Supernatural Academy (with friend) 1x10 Sins of the Father Part B

The school is on lockdown and the barrier has been reinforced, so the girls decide to hide in the bell tower above Kristov's study, where the protection spells are strongest.

Jae apologizing to Jessa for not bringing cake to their hideout. which I would really appreciate because I am Jessa in this situation lol. Always thinking about cake!

Elemental (with sister & her bf)

In a city where fire, water, land, and air residents live together, a fiery young woman and a go-with-the-flow guy discover something elemental: how much they actually have in common.

So bright and colourful. An animated romcom with some solid laughs and suprisingly deep tbh. The part about the city centre not being accessible for everyone is something I very much relate to. An easy Sunday afternoon watch.

Rugby World Cup 2023 (with sister's bf)

South Africa (2) v Ireland (1)

My sister's bf is South African and he was so excited but very nervous. He could not sit still and was very animated throughout. The lad was stressed! My dad kept cheering any time things went Ireland's way which didn't help. 😂

Wales (7) v Australia (9)

The work rate of Wales was immense. And with so many unforced errors from Australia the final score was inevitable. Also, my sister's bf was much more relaxed lol. "Poor Australia"

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Yeah I like to see some quotes please. I can't really get my head round people believing in Mary's bona fides when the law didn't even exist in England. It's like Americans obsessing over a law only Canadians have. But I guess loyalty/sentiment/status quo was a big part of it.

Well, I don't think most noblewo/men were deeply well-versed in succession/inheritance laws of England and all their precedents, unless they'd happened to also study law...the assumption was probably that what was the law in most of Christendom was for England as well, understandably. But, then, that's not even a subject that seems to be well-understood in 21c historiography:

“[Henry VIII] now argued she would would be barred by illegitimacy. This contention puzzled continental contemporaries because elsewhere in western Europe those children born to couples who in good faith believed themselves validly married were treated as legitimate. Nevertheless, Henry was right. After a period of some uncertainty, by the late fourteenth century England had opted out of the bona fides principle. As Sir John Baker notes, 'succession problems were usually debated in legal terms and in accordance with the common law canons of inheritance.’ A successful challenge to his marriage would thus automatically bastardise Mary and leave Henry no direct heir… [although] Mary could have been legitimated by statute.” - JF Hadwin, Katherine of Aragon and the Veil, The Journal of Ecclesiastical History

... so that's, for the 16c, like I said, an understandable assumption. (Also, their source was probably Chapuys, who was familiar with both secular and church law, but espoused many misunderstandings of their precedents, too...so did Fisher, they're enumerated in another article by the same historian, titled Leviticus, Deuteronomy and Henry VIII, I will post those relevant quotes too, if they're of interest to you, asw).

Yeah, the bona fides element was... an interesting one, nevertheless...like, all the interrogations I mentioned, everyone says they've heard Mary was bona fides but won't really explain what it meant, they admit their ignorance on the subject, and won't name the source of where they've heard it (although, like I mentioned, they are willing to point fingers to deflect suspicion off themselves of their former friends in other regards), just assert that they all sort of mindlessly (lol) repeated what they'd heard, all, understandably, to maintain plausible deniability and get themselves out of the hot water they've landed themselves in.

For the Exeter conspiracy, I've posted one relevant in the past, I'll see what else I can scrounge up from my notes of excerpts.

It was, but I don't think courtier opportunism should be underestimated. Just one example, but I always remember that the Marquis of Exeter was one of the delegation of nobles HVIII sent to pressure CoA to relinquish her rights as Queen, tell Charles V to stop interfering in the matter, and one of the conspirators named by Chapuys in the Boleyn downfall. Granted, his wife had been one of Mary's supporters from very early on, so I think that element is there.

Elitism is probably an overestimated element, like while it's true the Boleyns were not born of royalty (neither were the Seymours, tho, so like...); I think what was going on beneath the surface was more intricate. Take Nicholas Carew, for example: originally, he'd been of the Boleyn faction, understandably, since they were cousins (he also, initially at least, seemed to favour a French alliance, so there's that). But I think what began as , well, the King needs a son, and if he's going to marry another wife, it might as well be a woman of my family as anyone else, to my benefit as much as anyone else...well, I think the shine came off this as matters unfolded. The thrust of their expectations were probably that AB was going to have as much, or less, influence as her predecessor with Henry, and her influence and power quickly outstripped those expectations. As the Boleyns gained power, wealth, and influence, and as men like Carew felt their own influence ebb in favour of say, George Boleyn (and I use him as an example, because by early 1536, it's evident many noblemen hated George, Lancelot de Carles' report of those events really crystallizes this)...well, resentment only grew, and their desire for the return of the status quo was thus kindled.

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@persevereforahappyending im so happy to see another chapter!!!! it always makes me happy seeing them again!!!! and once again another adorable and sweet one.!!!

As usual I have many thoughts :D

I bet that bed is so warm and Tara is so nice to snuggle with, damn I wish I could experience that ;_;

lol she's so cute that she can smell the bacon and decides to start looking around as if she can see it and its in the same room

dammnn thats enough food to feed an army!!! now when you say biscuits do you mean like the popeye scone thing? since in england biscuit is universal to so many things XD

dawwwwwwww bless sam for cooking all that food since she was not sure what yn liked ;_;

tara whats wrong with dino nuggets!! PLEASEE now I need yn to make one of those dino nugget dinners with the mash potato as a volcano XD dude if you ever need a quick drabble idea XD

I guess yn prefers going to record shops instead of say looking on ebay or amazon? especially for harder ones. I guess it is helping a local buinsess that she loves. I bet yn and Tara would go to car boot sales/yard sales to look for some also. Tho since she's only looking for soundtrack it might not be likely.

first of all bless that cat for choosing sam, i bet it knew she needed some loving and she would give good belly scratches :D

And yess that its a ginger cat!!!!!!!!!!

YES to tara saying how they should get a cat now

And Sam isnt saying no!!!!!!

Whelp here's to a potential future chapter perhaps!?!?! since Tara will now make it her mission to get one XD

She would probs call it that babadook character lol

lol poor tara not holding yns hand anymore

Once again, couldn't she have checked online? tho like i said she loves this store and wants to support it. Now I don't like tlou game, i thought it was overhyped, so if it was me if I got vinyls, if I saw one for say.. final fantasy xiii or asassins creed 2, I'd def get yn's excitment

Lol i had to look up the second one since I've never played the game but heard of it, so its a dlc soundtrack right?

I love how Tara is like... you have this already?!?! but yn defending herself saying its for the expansion, like that makes any sense to tara XD

lol chad spending all that money and using a credit card... i bet all the record players do different features so i bet at some point he'd upgrade

I forgot Anika said she would buy her one of them, and yes to hamilton!! now thats one I'd love to hear on vinyl, especially right hand man.

Now.... im surprised Tara didn't do the girlfriend thing and buy the second vinyl as a loving gift... i def was expecting it XD so unless she just didn't want to let go of their hands again lol

But hey she did take the bag off yn so she didn't have to carry it ;_;

Yeah i would have been bored as fuck if we had to go to a sports shop... I'd be outside sitting somewhere XD

I hope when tara goes to yns house next she asks to listen to the vinyls to see why yn was so excited to listen to them and have that connection with something yn loves.

Tara making sure yn knows she's her gf first, and she's not sharing her with them XD

Tara wouldn't have to worry since I've seen hamilton live twice so thats enough for me XD

Once again, thank you for another beautiful part to one of my fave series ;_;

This isn't Your Fault (Record Store)

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Reader

Summary: You paused, untangling your hand from Tara’s as quickly as possible, ignoring the pout on her face, as you pulled out an album.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3.1k

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You woke up to the smell of bacon, your mouth already watering as you slowly opened your eyes, blinking away the sleep. You stretched out, snuggling further into the warm bed, Tara shifting as she cuddled closer. You looked down, seeing her still sound asleep, you smiled at peace with finally having met Sam and her friends. Sneaking around with her was fun but officially meeting everyone was better, they were so nice, even though Sam was still intimidating you knew you could trust her.

“Morning,” Tara mumbled, rubbing her eyes sleepily. “Is that bacon?” She pushed herself up, looking around as if she’d be able to see the bacon.

You giggled, pushing your head further into the pillow. Tara hovered above you, looking down at you with a soft smile that hadn’t left her lips since the two of you fell asleep. “Chad did say they’d be back for breakfast,” you said.

“Guess we better get up then, besides Sam isn’t a half bad cook.”

The two of you rolled out of bed after a few more minutes of cuddling. You were both hungry but neither of you had the the desire to leave the warm comfort of the bed. It was getting colder, you wanted to go to the record store, but you didn’t have a desire to be dragged from store to store with Anika with it being so chilly, not when you could stay inside cozied up with Tara where it was warm.

The two of you finally made your way out of the room and into the kitchen where Sam was flipping the last of the breakfast onto a plate. “Morning,” she greeted with a soft smile. “How’d you sleep?”

You sighed, remembering that you had woken up from a nightmare, Tara made it easier to sleep but the nightmares still came. After your talk with Sam, you had gone back to bed and slept peacefully the rest of the night. “Better,” you said your voice still raspy with sleep. “Thanks again.”

“No problem.”

Tara dragged you to the dining table, refusing to let go of your hand. You rubbed your eyes, thinking maybe you were dreaming at the spread before you. There was bacon, eggs, sausage, pancakes, biscuits, and a couple boxes of cereal.

“I wasn’t sure what you liked,” Sam said, a light blush decorating her cheeks.

“It all looks amazing,” you said, smiling, as you took your seat at the table.

“She also eats like a five-year-old,” Tara commented, giving you a pointed look as you had a piece of bacon in your mouth. “Would eat pizza rolls and Dino nuggets for every meal if they could.”

You pouted as you finished chewing your bacon. “They’re simple and good,” you defended. “What’s wrong with that?”

“You eat like a child.”

“Sometimes I make mashed potatoes.”

“From a box.”

“Shut up.” You grabbed another piece of bacon, silently chewing on it as you looked down at your plate.

“Good morning!” Chad shouted, flinging the door open as he entered.

“It’s too early for this,” Mindy said, rubbing her temple as she curled into Anika’s side.

“Holy shit!” Chads eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw the table of food. He rushed forward, grabbing a plate and began loading it up with everything.

“Damn, Sam,” Mindy said, her eyes wide as well. “Why don’t you ever do this for us?” She chuckled as she grabbed a seat, bringing Anika with her.

After everyone finished breakfast, leaving absolutely nothing left, the six of you headed out, making your way to the record store. There were several record stores downtown and you had been to all of them of course but you had a favorite. The one you liked got all the new vinyl’s when they were released and regularly got in new inventory of older and hard to find albums. The store also had a cat that roamed around and if you were lucky, it let you pet it.

The little bell jingled as you pushed the door open, the sight brought a smile to your face. There were rows upon rows of vinyl’s, all alphabetized or separated by genre. There was a rack up front right by the register filled with everything new. You knew nothing you wanted came out recently, but you still browsed the new releases just in case you missed something. Chad wandered off into one corner, flipping through vinyl of the type of music he liked. Mindy dragged Anika to another corner, but Anika was more than happy to follow.

Tara held your hand, your fingers intertwined as you weaved your way through the rows. There weren’t many people in the store, it was a Saturday, but they hadn’t even been open an hour. You had been here enough times that you didn’t need to look at everything else as you made your way to the section you wanted. You let out a sigh at seeing the little card that said ‘Soundtracks’. Other music was good but getting a vinyl of your favorite movie score or, better yet, a video game score was your favorite. You had most of your favorite scores already but there were older ones you still kept an eye out for. They got old stock in regularly; you never knew when someone would sell their vinyl collection and one you have been after for years would make its way here.

Sam was slowly walking through the aisles, trying not to hover but clearly out of place and sticking close to Tara. You didn’t mind, you were happy Sam seemed to like you so far and that she willingly came out with all of you. Sam had her hands shoved in her pockets as her eyes glanced around the room. You saw her flinch out of the corner of your eye, when you looked to make sure she was okay you saw the little orange store cat rubbing its head against her legs. You smiled, silently chuckling to yourself, the cat loved to jump on the tables and walk around while people were looking but he didn’t usually go right up to people, especially not new people.

“You’re lucky,” you said. “It took me three months of coming here once a week to get him to let me even pet him,” you nodded at the little orange cat.

Sam smiled, she was about to reach down and pet the little guy when he jumped up on the rack of vinyl near her. He perked his little head up, his paws at the edge of the rack as he tried to reach Sam, to force her to pet him. Sam complied and began running her fingers through his fur, scratching behind his ears until he lifted his head up, making her scratch under his chin.

“Does this mean we can get a cat?” Tara asked, smiling innocently at Sam.

“Tara,” Sam sighed. She gave her sister a tired look, she opened her mouth to probably deny Tara about a pet but was cut off when the record cat stood on its hind legs and placed its front paws on her chest. She faced the cat, smiling down at it again as she ran her hands down his back again. “I’ll think about it,” she finally mumbled.

Tara didn’t say anything else, she just gave a wide smile and leaned into your side. She squeezed your hand as she cuddled closer to you. You shook your head smiling at her, you knew Tara always wanted a pet of some sort, but her mom always said no and even if Sam wanted a pet, it wasn’t convenient living in the city, in a small apartment. Sam probably didn’t realize saying she’d think about it was basically a yes to Tara, now Sam wouldn’t hear the end of it until she gave an official yes.

With your free hand you flipped through the various soundtracks, most of which you either had or were from something you had never seen before. You paused, untangling your hand from Tara’s as quickly as possible, ignoring the pout on her face, as you pulled out an album. You smiled widely; you were sure your eyes were sparkling with childlike glee. You had found it, you had finally found it, it was The Last of Us soundtrack. You had the second one, you had the one from the show, but you had missed out on the one from the first game. You flipped through some more, your excitement reigniting, maybe you’d get lucky and find more than one of the ones you’ve been searching for.

You didn’t find anything else that you had been dying to have but you pulled out the Ghost of Tsushima Iki Island soundtrack. You had been putting off getting it because it was expensive, but more time was passing, and you didn’t want to wait too long and end up missing it. You sighed and stuck in under your arm with the other one.

“Don’t you already have that?” Tara asked, wrapping her arm around yours as she intertwined your hands again. You looked down, smiling, Tara was making it as difficult as possible for you to let go of her hand again.

“I have the Ghost of Tsushima soundtrack,” you answered. “For the main game. This,” you nodded to the vinyl in your hands, “is the Iki Island soundtrack.” Tara raised an eyebrow, looking at you like you were insane. “Iki Island was an expansion.” Tara continued to only blink at you. “They’re completely different!”

Tara opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted when Chad came stumbling towards you guys, nearly dropping all the stuff in his arms. “This place is amazing!” he said, looking around at everything as he tried to re-situate his hands.

All three of you laughed at Chad struggling. “Are you serious?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked the boy up and down.

Chad looked down at the pile in his arms. “Well, I like this music,” he nodded to the stack of vinyl’s in his arm. “And I need a record player,” he nodded to his other hands. He had a small record player tucked under his arm and it looked like a nice one, probably over a hundred bucks. “Otherwise, me buying the vinyl would just be crazy.”

The three of you shook your heads as you watched Chad make his way to the front counter. He somehow managed to set everything on the counter without dropping a thing. The three of you made your way up behind him, watching as the owner rang up the record player then each of the vinyl, which Chad managed to find several of.

“Your total is three-hundred and forty-two dollars,” the owner said once he had everything scanned.

“Holy shit,” Tara said, looking up at Chad with wide eyes. “Are you insane?”

Chad furrowed his brow as he looked down at Tara while he struggled to fish out his wallet.

“How are you going to afford that?” Sam asked. “You don’t even have a job.”

“Emergency credit card,” Chad answered, holding up the little blue credit card. He smiled as he handed it to the man behind the counter. The man sighed taking the card before swiping it.

“Mom is going to kill you,” Mindy said, joining them at the counter with Anika in tow. “That’s meant for food and necessities.”

“Yeah, and you going to the movies last week was a necessity?”

Mindy crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes at her brother. “The movies isn’t three-hundred dollars.”

“Tickets are over fifteen!”

“That’s not the point!”

You shook your head, pushing your way to the front of the counter while the twins argued. Tara and Sam seemed to already be ignoring them, you had a feeling that it was an hourly occurrence for them.

“I’ll take this,” Anika said, sliding next to you as she plopped The Last of Us vinyl out of your hands. You opened your mouth to stop her, but she didn’t let you get a word out as she held up a hand to silence you. “I told you I would buy you a soundtrack for hugging you to tightly.” The owner behind the counter gave the two of you a weird side glance but continued to bag Chad’s vinyl’s. “So, I am buying this for you.” She gently shoved you away, putting herself at the front of the line and smiling at the man as she sat down your vinyl and the one, she picked out.

“How don’t you already have Hamilton?” you nodded to the vinyl she was buying for herself. “You love that play. You’ve made me watch it over a dozen times.”

“It’s expensive,” she said, holding out her card for the man. “I mean it’s Hamilton!” you chuckled, shaking your head at her. She wasn’t wrong, it was a bit more pricey than the average album. “And there’s a sale going on, so I have to grab it.”

“Of course.” You made your way back to the front as Anika grabbed her bag of stuff. You handed over your vinyl and card as the man rang it up.

“Just be prepared when you come over,” Anika said, shifting her bag around as she pulled out the album she bought for you so you could slip it in your own bag. “I will be listening to nothing else of the next six months.”

“I know how you are.” You smiled at the owner, thanking him as you grabbed the bag of your stuff.

The twins continued to argue as the six of you left the record store. Anika was quick to point to a costume shop across the street that she literally dragged Mindy to. The other four of you followed close behind them. Tara took the bag with your purchases, carrying it in her other hand so she could still keep ahold of you, and you didn’t have to carry a bag in your injured hand, even though you were down to just the brace it tended to ache after a while.

You didn’t know how long you were in the costume shop but when you all left it was the afternoon and Anika had several bundles of fabric and other types of material for costumes. She struggled to carry all of her bags, looking at Mindy with puppy dog eyes to try and get her girlfriend to help out. Mindy scoffed and continued to walk, saying that since she bought everything, she could carry it.

As the six of you made your way down the street you hit up some more shops. There were a few card or sport memorabilia shops Chad wanted to go in, that all of you begrudgingly followed him into since he was going to the stores you wanted. You were sure by the end of the trip Chad had spent near a thousand dollars, all on his emergency credit card. You didn’t necessarily agree that going to the movies was an emergency, but you did agree with Mindy, Chad would certainly be hearing from their mom.

For a late lunch you all stopped at a little Chinese restaurant, laughing and joking around about the day and the amount of money Chad spent. Every time someone brought up one of Chad’s purchases, he was quick to defend himself and explain why it was crucial he bought it today. You didn’t know everything he bought besides the stuff at the record store, but he left with bags full in every sports shop you all entered, and he had more than one jersey in his hand. You might not have known much about sports, but you were aware jerseys were expensive and you were sure being the sports guy that he was that Chad wouldn’t settle for less than the nice ones.

When you finally made it back to the Carpenters apartment, Tara pulled you down onto the couch, cuddling up to you as she rested her head on your shoulder. None of you said a word, just enjoying the silence as Chad struggled to open his record player, saying he needed to test it out and make sure everyone was educated on good music. When he had it set up, he opened one of his records and music quickly filled the once quiet apartment.

Chad jumped to his feet and instantly began dancing, he tried to pull Sam into a dance, but she quickly found herself needing to go to the kitchen. Chad waved her off, not letting it kill his mood as he continued to dance alone. Mindy laughed and shook her head at her brother, pouting once Anika got off her lap and took pity on Chad, joining him in his dancing.

You laughed and had fun with Tara and her friends. You had just met Sam, Mindy, and Chad officially the day before but once you got Sam’s approval, they were quick to welcome you into the group. You talked with them and teased Chad along with them as if you had always known them. It got so late that Tara convinced Sam to let you stay the night again, this time the others took up the offer to stay as well.

While Tara dragged you to her room for the night Anika, Mindy, and Chad were getting themselves situated in the living room. Mindy took one end of the couch while Anika took the other since it wasn’t a pullout couch. Sam tossed Chad some extra blankets and pillows and he made himself a little nest on the floor.

“They like you,” Tara whispered as she played with your hair in the darkness of her room.

“I like them,” you whispered back.

“Just remember you’re my girlfriend first,” she sat up and through the dark you knew she was giving you a pointed look.

“Don’t worry,” you leaned up and kissed her. “I won’t choose them over you.”

“Good,” she cuddled back into your side.

“Unless Anika gets tickets to Hamilton,” you added. “Then you’re on your own that night.”

Tara lightly smacked your shoulder, careful not to hit any of your injuries. You lightly chuckled, wrapping your injured arm around her as best as you could. She continued to snuggle into your side with the help of you pulling her as close as you could. Your ribs ached from the pressure, but you quickly got used to it as your body slowly settled down.

“Love you,” you mumbled into Tara’s hair. You heard her mumble a reply, but sleep had already mostly taken her, with you following soon after.

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Good Ol’Cuppa [Tommy Shelby x Reader]

A/N: Hello, lovelies. Completely didn’t plan writing that, I just pulled that off... somehow, between boredom and exhaustion (i.e. at 3am lol). I just saw this gif, got inspired and BUMMM -- there it is. But I hope you enjoy tho. After that, I’ll be trying to write a fic for my friend’s challenge (@mrsalwayswrite​ calling you out hehe). If you want to participate in her 1k milestone challenge, check her out!! And as for now, I leave you with his fic! Once more, enjoy:D

Summary: The recent days have been particularly enervating for Tommy as he had to put up with all of the oncoming difficulties in the Shelby Company Limited. And that’s when Y/N, with her ways of support, comes along.

Warnings: overworking, detrimental tendencies, something in terms of PG-13, and Tommy being verbally sweet (so that’s new hehe)

Word Count: 3.2k

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Tommy ensconced himself in the kitchen-cum-parlour, flumping on a Windsor chair (which was the only available and not broken chair in the abode at the time) and sighing in discontent. This day had been particularly knackering for him. It was today when the Shelby Company Limited had validated their first partnership with Alfie Solomons, when he had been browbeaten by multiple people who had dared to cross the threshold of his office, and when he had had to endure Polly’s scolding remarks with her stern leers. He had been rebuked over being too risk-taking and irrational. He had been ill-treated by either his family or partners. He had been nagged and peeved all day long.

And as far as it was a nature of his typical day, for today he wished nothing more but to relax.

Thus that was his plan for the rest of the day.

Observing the pendulum of the clock which loosely hung on the wall, he absentmindedly drummed his fingertips over the hardwood surface of a table. So much was left to do. His newly established company had just prospered, and Tommy felt a frantic need to pull everything to the nines. That obviously encompassed some peril with it but, as for now, Tommy paid no mind to such matters. In the following week, he planned on traveling to the Northern part of England to foot the bill for his new, motorcar-related business. If it wa--

An abrupt knock on a door jolted Tommy out of his thoughts.

He looked over to the source of the sound, bewildered and marginally concerned at who might want to see him at such a late time. With the pistol in the inner pocket of his blazer, he eventually walked over to the door and opened it; and to his surprise, he saw Y/N.

Y/N was his childhood friend, the one that accompanied him through the most mirthful and darkest hours of his life. They both had known each other from the same city district, from the same streets they used to play at. Each looked after one another during the war dread, their families’ niggling poverty, and heartbreaks.

Always there for one another.

That said, it also had made Tommy extremely exultant to make her a part of his company, when he offered her a position, which she had accepted with as equal dose of enthusiasm.

Lately, and rather, unfortunately, they had stopped seeing each other out of the business as much as they used to in the past. That’s why so startling it was for Tommy to behold his friend in the doorframe, at night, with a coy smile on her face and the hair poking out from underneath her winter hat.

“Y/N,” said Tommy, his voice slightly hoarse. “What are you doing here?”

“An urgent message from Polly,” replied Y/N, her gaze flickering all over his features.“Can I come in?”

“Eh, yes, yes.” He beckoned, taking a step back and making enough room for her to enter his unadorned home. “Sorry for the mess...”

“’s okay,” she said simply, not really knowing how to behave in the presence of her new employer anymore. It had been two months since they last met each other privately; much could have happened since that time and as much could have changed.

She eventually settled herself on the chair previously occupied by Tommy, and he opted to sit on the muddled bed, slightly slanting on the verge of it. They both took in a moment of silence.

“You haven’t redecorated much, have you?” commented Y/N, attempting to lighten up the mood. Even so, the fact was he hadn’t; everything was put in the same place where Y/N could remember it last time, and it was as if she had been there just yesterday. The scrappy wallpapers with their color fading away were stubbornly plastered on the wall, the old frames with photographs dangled on the wall, the fluorescent mug she had bestowed him with was still standing on a table...

“What can I say. I guess, I like my ways,” he said with a faint smile tainting his features. “So what’s the urgent message?”

Y/N rubbed her hands together, staring at her interlocutor. “Polly asked me to tell you about the meeting, the one concerning finances and ultimate bargains between Solomons and your company. Tomorrow, 8 am sharp.” Tommy sighed, seemingly preparing mentally to bail out from the meeting; Y/N forestalled him. “And no, it couldn’t be scheduled at a different time. It was called up last minute and without further ado.”

“Fuckin’ hell,” Tommy murmured under his breath. “Couldn’t Polly deliver the message herself?”

Y/N gave him a crooked smile. “She is quite piqued with you, if I’m being honest, Tommy. She thinks the alliance between you and Alfie was a huge mistake, and you that should have listened to her or, at least, should have kept her up-to-date with what’s going on.”

He bristled, angry. “Polly is not responsible for making decisions in this company. I could have consulted her but it’s not my necessity. God’s sake, I wish she could have been more grateful. Neither Arthur nor John are-”

“Tommy...”

“-complaining about the division of obligations.”

“Tommy...”

“I quite don’t understand why she always has to do so much fuss about every fuckin’ thing.”

“Stop! I understand. It’s your company and no one blames you,” Y/N finally chimed in, interrupting his self-driven rage. Yet again, she glanced at him, and in order to eschew the pity in her eyes, he turned to stare at the dingy wallpaper before him. After a while, in response, he just nodded, but she pressed on. “But you also do must understand Pol. You know her. She too is devoted to this company. And as far as you would like to, Tommy, your decisions entail others as well. I’m sure you are aware of that too, and it’s only your ambition that’s driving you...mad, pretty much.”

Tommy sighed, lowering his eyes to his hands with calluses blemishing their soft skin. She was right. She always had been, but against his better judgment, he had seldom listened to her. Never had he admitted that but he actually liked listening to her opinions and hopes which always carried some positivity in them; something Tommy lacked yet desired a lot.

With nothing more to add on to that, he chuckled lightly under his breath.

Meantime, Y/N, sitting mere meters away from him, had enough time to scrutinize Tommy’s figure more closely. He had changed a lot since their last heart-to-heart. Pale as he already had been, his complexion was porcelain-colored now, and he looked like a living ghost; his hair now, longer and more neglected, was much unkempt compared to the last Tommy she could recollect; due to the ongoing stress, he sure must have stopped eating adequately because his posture became awfully scrawny and his cheekbones more protruding.

He looked sick. And that alarmed Y/N.

“Tommy,” Y/N started, her tone now laced with uneasiness. “How have you been keeping... with all of what’s going on?”

And as far as Tommy could mask his emotions with his mimics, his pale blue eyes were always a dead giveaway. So when he finally looked at her, Y/N could notice a whirl of emotions dancing in them.

Sadness. Brokenness. Prostration.

Always mesmerized by their stirring charm and double-folded mystery, right now they seemed particularly plain and ordinary to Y/N.

Tommy dismissed her question with a mere shrug. “Fine.”

She predicted that; Tommy had never been too verbose when it came to words or expressing emotions, but over time, Y/N had learned how to decipher him. Normally, she wouldn’t be too persistent or nosy, try as might, staying out of the matters he didn’t want to talk over. But not tonight; looking at his state, she had to find out more.

Getting up, she neared and knelled in front of him, when she was at enough satisfying reach. She made sure to be close to him so he could neither step out nor avoid her gaze. They eyed each other; Tommy noticing a faint rosiness on her cheeks caused by the wintery frigid breeze, her eyes sparkling, and her plump lips carrying a solicitous look on them. The winter gloves were still covering her hands, and the chestnut coat she had on was partially daubed with snowflakes.

It was the first time for him when he noted his friend’s utter allure, and although he had been aware of her attractiveness before, she seemed to radiate with much more enticement now. Or maybe was it because of the frosty weather which adorned her features? Or maybe it was because of the proximity they hadn’t experienced heretofore?

“Tommy...” Y/N repeated, her voice, however, two octaves lower and with a hint of desperation in it. “I’m worried about you. Please, please, tell me what’s going on.”

Ultimately, he peeked in her direction and something snapped in him. Her attentive attitude and the way she looked at him, worriedly and affectionately, like nobody else did, rendered him momentarily speechless. So much did he appreciate her and, in his way, he wanted to manifest that. That’s why he felt so bound to tell her the truth. “It’s just that... with this company... it’s all so energy-draining, and I can’t help but feel... but feel-”

“Exhausted?”

“Yes, that.” He waved his hand, wavering whether he should continue. Seeing his hesitation, Y/N grasped and encouragingly squeezed his hand which prompted the words to spurt out of his mouth like a gushing waterfall of thoughts. “The undertakings, constant complications, and danger involved... Everywhere I go, anytime, I have to be heedful of what’s happening around me. It’s so tiring, Y/N. The company has just started to evolve. Yet I can’t help but wonder how nice would it be to leave all of that behind.”

The latter was spoken out with a quiver, barely audible, but enough to make Y/N’s heart shatter. She cared so deeply for him, and she foolishly hadn’t thought of the trepidation he could have been going through all that time. The fact was he always made an impression of so immune, so indifferent to everything that it had hardly crossed her thoughts. Either his attitude or words were always so misleading to her, but it was the first time it struck her -- he was actually lonely.

“So do that,” Y/N said hopefully, a glint of positivity in her voice. “Let’s flee, let’s see what’s out there. New people, new land -- we could start over there, with or without money. Either way, it’s not a lifestyle you have to be living, Tommy.”

“Y/N...” he drawled sadly. “You know I can’t do that. Ditch my family with the rest of my problems. That’s not-” He exhaled, clearly trying to retrieve his composure, his lips pressed and forming a straight line. It took him a few, prolonged moments, but eventually, the old version of Tommy -- collected and succinct -- returned. “It’s just been a long day, Y/N, it’s nothing to worry about. Everything shall be alright tomorrow, I just... need to rest.”

Y/N looked at him critically. She knew he was lying. But at the same time, she couldn’t force him to tell the truth.

So she played the same cards.

The grip on his hand tightened as Y/N offered him a comforting smile. “You know what? Sometimes when I’m having a bad day, I like to hark back to good, old days.” She took a pause. “And I know it’s that much of advice, perhaps it could turn out uplifting.”

“Tell me more.”

Y/N bit her cheek and deliberated for a moment. “Do you remember when we used to hopscotch, outside of our digs? Or, you know, meet up at night even though we weren’t supposed to?” Her lips curved upwards, and in a paroxysm of sentimentalism, she sighed happily. “I remember that one time you paid me a visit -- 1 or 2 am, was it? Oh, nevermind. Our parents had forbidden us to meet up at late hours as such. ‘Gotta learn how to start being responsible,’ they said.”  Y/N started wiggling her finger in a mocking manner, laughing at the same time; Tommy rolled his eyes, but soon joined her in laughter. “So when they found out you were in my room, my pa took a broom and began chasing after you with it. As to escape, you decided to hop out of the window, almost breaking your heel, and hobbled back to your place. I didn’t see you for a week after that.”

Still giggling, Y/N sat on the floor (and finally took a bundle of clothes off of herself. Why hasn’t she thought of that before?). A responsive to the recollection chuckle escaped Tommy’s lips and a ripple of happiness spanned within him, for the first time in a few months.

How much had he missed this girl...

He looked over at her, continuing: “Or the time when we stole a bunch of candies out of the cabinet. Then we wanted to dispose of evidence so we ate a whole lot, and ended up getting a stomachache for a while.”

“Oh, I forgot about that one!” She clapped her hands, animated and beaming. “What were we, ten, maybe?” 

“Perhaps.” He stared at her, somewhat in amazement, somewhat in reverie. Quickly realizing that he cleared his throat and looked away. “The good old times, yes.”

And yet again, silence ensued as they submerged in memories of the past. Neither of them minded it though; they felt comfortable enough in each others’ presence, just being there for one another. Y/N laid a head on Tommy’s legs, her gaze aloof, as he started slowly caressing her scalp. The tension that he had been bearing for a long time disappeared in his chest, and instead, was replaced by tranquillity and his eyelids started fluttering.

It took several minutes for Y/N to regain her voice, her tone serene and gentle. “Since I’m here, why don’t I make a good ol’ cuppa for both of us? You know, one of my exclusive specials?”

“Sounds nice,” said Tommy, nodding.

In the next instant, Y/N was setting a kettle on a little bit rusty stove, and simultaneously taking two ceramic mugs off of the shelf. A drill she had been doing for years, she shuffled around the kitchen in search of ingredients for her wintery tea, and with meticulous grace, added everything into the mugs. A preparation was accompanied by a soft humming of the melody they both had used to dance to in the past, and a subtle sway of hips.

Tommy wasn’t sure whether it was a sweet, familiar lilt of her voice or a strong, delightful scent of the cinnamon in the wintery night, but he suddenly felt a profound warm spreading across his chest.

Everything was just right...

When she gave him a lopsided glance from across the opposite side of the room with a charming smile, not able to resist her charm anymore, he finally gave in and hastily approached her. At first not too certain, he eventually grabbed her by both sides of her waist. She turned around, confused, with an unknowing look on her face, her eyebrows high up, and trying to muster what she wanted to say or, at least, how she should respond.

That worry was taken off of her shoulders, however, when she suddenly felt a pair of lips landing on her own. And she instinctively knew what to do.

For a brief moment, Y/N just savored in his taste -- chocolaty and without a dash of cigarette tang which greatly surprised her. Slowly responding to the kiss, she gasped deliciously, shocked, when his tongue fought his way all the way to her mouth, relinquishing and marveling at her every inch, every smack as if trying to memorize her in every sense. In response, she was now clinging to him like she would never let go, and perhaps he didn’t want her to because he was holding her molded against his body just as tightly. His lips were so soft, practically intoxicating, and she’d never been kissed so passionately before. It was as if there was just him and her, whilst somewhere in the background the kettle rattled with overheating, signaling a need to be taken off of the stove, and snowflakes adhered to the frosted surface of the window outside. But that didn’t matter at all, as they both drifted into a frenzy of their touch.

Fingers wandering over to his hair, playing with some strands while his were steadily placed on her hips, Y/N tilted her head to deepen the kiss, their tongues battling for dominance in the way that her breath changed into short, desperate gasps. Their hands were very wild, roaming all over each other -- neck, hair, face, breast -- and enjoying each others’ fervent yet firm touch.

Acutely aware that if he didn’t stop there, clothes would be flitting all over the room (and that could have been a bit of a boundary-crossing for the first time), Tommy regretfully pulled away, yet knowing it was the right move. Still panting, they rested their foreheads on one another's. Tommy kept his eyes closed for a while but when he eventually opened them, he saw that Y/N was already staring, tendrils of blatant desire swirling in her dilated pupils. She bit her lip, seductively, and it required a lot of self-control from Tommy to not yank her back to the unruly kissing session.

“Fuck,” she ultimately whispered, and she let out a raspy chuckle afterward.

“Fuck,” Tommy agreed, grinning at her rather cheekily.

She looked at him with pure admiration, the reaction he had been bestowed with for the first time from her. It could have been seconds, minutes, or hours when they finally detached from one another, but when they finally did, Y/N slightly furrowed her eyebrows and her face churned. The thoughts were fuzzing in her head, and she was calculating something fervently.

When she finally steeled herself, the troubled words tumbled out of her mouth: “Does it mean that... does it change anything between us?”

He arched his eyebrow. “Do you want something to change?”

“Well...” she started. “I hope so.”

He cupped her face on both sides. “What can I say then?” Smiling, he planted another kiss on her lips, this time, however, soft and brief. “Your wish is my command then.”

She stood up on her tiptoes and pressed a peck on his cheek, her hot breath tantalizingly ghosting over his skin. Smirking playfully, she couldn’t help but feel a loving sensation simmering in her chest. “Is that a good ol’ cuppa making you such a romantic?”

“I wouldn’t precisely say that’s because of the cuppa,” he responded enigmatically, beaming.

“Touché, Mr.Shelby.”

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A/N: *happy dance* Done! Please no shaming for not letting a heated-up scenery develop into something... more serious?? By the way, that’s actually my first fanfic on Tommy Shelby, I’ve just realized. So big HOOORRRAAAY, it’s been a challenge:D I’d love to hear some feedback, comments or constructive criticisms from y’all! Also, if you want, do not hesitate to pm me, I love talking with you<3

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Making Queen members flower crowns would include

Pairing: Queen members x reader

Word count: (altogether) 1800+

Warnings: some sickening fluff, oh and swearing but that’s a standard, some slightly suggestive themes in john’s (implied sex) but nothing accually happens except a kiss

A/N: Hello you beautiful people! I’m back (don’t get used to that tho lol) I thought of this two years ago when i first saw Bohemian Rhapsody (SO 2 FUCKING YEARS AGO). Freddie’s is gender neutral. I tried to add a “keep reading” button but I’m not sure it works tbh because this hell of a side never cooperates.

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Brian May

You were laying on Brian's lap, the sun hitting your face pleasantly. This week the weather was nice and warm, which was something extremely unusual in England, so the two of you decided to head out to the country and have a little picnic.

After what felt like hours spent in the car ("Brian, for Christ's sake, would you open the bloody window, I can't breathe!" and "Bri, I love you, but if we don't get there in five minutes, I'm going to murder you, I swear") you finally found a nice clearing, where you could relax and forget about the stresses of city life.

Brian put down a blanket on the grass, near a small stream that flew through the forest. He brought the bag with food and drinks (you didn't have a basket, so you had to improvise). 

You quickly put some sunscreen on your face and laid down, keeping your head propped on Brian's lap. He put a hat over his face and fell asleep, his chest rising steadily. 

After some time (that fucking wasp didn't let you sit in one place), you stood up and noticed many beautiful flowers, growing on a nearby bush. You got lost in picking up the most beautiful ones, admiring each one carefully. When you got enough, you sat back down and started tying the stems together.

Suddenly you got an idea. Careful not to wake him up, you began sticking the flowers in Brian's dark curls. 

Your now decorated boyfriend woke up and stretched, not noticing the colourful addition to his hair. This made you chuckle softly, but you decided to see how long it would take him to realize.

+"What is it, babe? Do I have something on my face?"

"No, Bri, I just remembered a funny joke, that's all."

"Oh tell me, then."

"What’s the difference between a lawnmower and an electric guitar?"

"Hm?"

"You can tune a lawnmower!"

You both enjoyed the rest of the day swimming in the stream, sunbathing and eating the snack you brought. And Brian somehow still didn't notice.

Until it was time for you to get home.

You got in the car ("Open the window now, it's like in the oven in here!") and Brian looked into the rear-view mirror.

+"Hey, (Y/N), what the fuck is that? I love it."

Roger Taylor

So honestly it would probably happen during one of his concerts.

You were backstage watching the show, enjoying every second of it. Freddie was in the middle of shouting some (very inappropriate) compliments to Brian's ass, slapping his buttcheeks. The crowd immediately went wild hundreds of fans screamed in unison. You chuckled under your breath, flashing a white smile at your beloved boyfriend Roger and his bandmates. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders. Surprised, you turned around, your eyes meeting Mary's.

+"What's up, kiddo?" she smirked and patted your back.

"Oh, nothing much. Just Freddie being Freddie," you replied, making both of you erupt with laughter.

Suddenly you felt a familiar feeling form in the pit of your stomach. Out of nowhere, your hands became shaky, your breath shallow and quick. Feeling like you need some fresh air, you excused yourself.

+"Are you sure you're okay, (Y/N)?" Mary watched you carefully, her hand supporting you in case you fainted.

"Yes, Mary, I just need some fresh air. I'm extremely tired, and I haven't eaten anything since this morning" you reassured your friend. "I'm just gonna sit outside for a while."

"Do you want me to come with you?" she asked, still not convinced about your well-being.

"Yes, I wouldn't want to spoil the gig for you. I'll be back before you know it" you squeezed her hand and, after promising her to be careful, you headed outside.

You took a walk alongside the small patch of lawn beside the exit. After taking a couple of deep breaths, you noticed some daisies grow in the green grass. Without thinking much, you sat down and started picking them up and tying their stems together.

Your fingers worked quickly, making a beautiful flower crown, mindlessly.

Meanwhile, on stage, the boys were singing She makes me - a song that reminded Roger of you. He quickly glanced to his right, expecting to see your beautiful figure standing with Mary. But, much to his surprise, he couldn't see you anywhere. It was no secret that his eyesight was shit but, bloody hell, it wasn't that bad. His blue eyes were searching for you, frantically.

When the song ended, he quickly motioned to Freddie to take a quick break, while he went to check up on you. He practically sprinted to Mary, almost knocking down his drumkit and John.

+"You dumb fuck, watch where you're going, Rog!"

Usually, Roger would reply with some snarky comment, but at that moment he really didn't care. When he reached Mary, he didn't even need to ask her about you. 

+"She's outside. Needed some fresh air" the girl shooked her head towards the exit. 

Roger quickly walked outside, knowing that he couldn't stall the audience for too long. But at the same time, he must have made sure you were all right.  

He got out of the building and searched for you. He spotted to sitting on a small patch of grass, holding a pretty flower crown in your hands. His heart ached at this sight. 

+"Hello, love" he whispered, kneeling next to you. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, I am, Rog" you kissed his cheek. "I just felt a bit off, that's all." 

You felt your boyfriend press a kiss to your hair. You smiled at the feeling, leaning into his touch. 

You finally placed the finished flower crown on his head, brushing away loose strands of sweaty hair from his face, your hand gently brushing his temple. He took your tiny hands in his and kissed your fingers.

+"Do you wanna go back in there, sweetheart?" he asked sweetly, looking deeply into your eyes.

You nodded and pecked his lips, "Of course, Rog, I wouldn't want to miss any more of your show."

He smiled and lead you inside, placing his hand on the small of your back. You returned to Mary and wished your boyfriend good luck. 

Roger kept the flowers on his head throughout the whole gig, sending you a dashing smile and winking at you every now and again.

I just think Roger would look sososo pretty in a flower crown.

John Deacon

It was a lovely afternoon in London. You and your fiancé John decided to take a walk after the whole day in the studio, recording songs.

Taking a walk in a nearby park was a great way to destress and release the tension accumulated during the day. It was something John realized pretty early on in your relationship and took full advantage of it. He loved wandering along the pebbled pathways that swirled around beautiful trees and bushes full of colourful flowers. Being in the presence of nature made him feel at ease and helped him relax.

But the real reason why he enjoyed your walks so much was you. He adored seeing your face light up with joy when you saw a squirrel run up a branch of an old oak or when you spotted a particularly beautiful fish in the small pond. He could watch you pick up fallen leaves for ages and hear you talk to little kids in a playground, showing them the shiny rocks you collected along the way.

To be honest, he always dreamt about starting a family with you and seeing you get along with kids so well only increased that desire.

Often after a walk, he was in the mood™, which, considering his shy nature, always took you by surprise.

Oh man, he just loved taking a walk in the park.

And today was no different.

You were walking hand in hand, admiring the blossoming flowers. Occasionally, you would stop and pick them up, making a small bouquet in the process. White daisies, pink clovers and blue forget-me-nots accumulated with every step you took.

John was telling you about the new idea he had for a song, kissing your cheek every now and again.

Listening to him, you started to fiddle with the flowers, tying them in knots. After a while ("And then, I think, we could include a gong, you know?") you were done with your creation.

You put the flowers on John's head and kissed his temple.

+"What's that, darling?" he asked you, surprised.

"Nothing, but I think you look sensational, my love" you replied, smiling innocently.

You felt John's hand bring you closer to him. He kissed you, entangling his long and incredibly skilled fingers in your hair. The kiss soon turned into more heated one.

+"I'll show you how sensational I really am, pretty girl."

Freddie Mercury

So with Freddie, it was probably at one of his parties.

He invited you along to have a drink with him and his bandmates.

You usually weren't the one for big and loud parties, but he kept asking you and you gave in.

+"Oh okay, Fred, I'll do it," you said after the twentieth time he had asked you.

"Fantastic, (Y/N)!" he exclaimed, loudly clapping his hands. "Just remember to wear a costume."

But you didn't really want to dress up in fancy dresses or costumes from different eras. Calling Mary, you asked her for advice and she told you to just wear some accessories.

So before the party, you went to a small flower shop and bought a small bouquet of purple lilacs. At home, you made a flower crown, hoping that dressing up as a nymph would be enough.

When you got to Freddie's house, you were greeted by a crowd of people in colourful skirts and suits with fashionable patterns. That's when you found Freddie, Roger, Brian and John, chilling on a couch with their dates.

+"Oh, (Y/N), you look marvellous, darling!" exclaimed Freddie dressed as a king, while he stood up to embrace you in a warm hug.

"Thank you, Fred, I made it myself" you smiled shyly.

You got some champagne and joined the conversation.

Suddenly, you felt a pat on your shoulder, and, when you turned around, you saw Freddie holding out a hand to you, asking you to dance with him. You gladly accepted and got up. 

+"I really meant it, darling. You do look marvellous tonight" he whispered in your ear.

"Thank you, Freddie, you can have it if you'd like" you sent him a warm smile.

You took off his golden crown and set it aside. Gently taking off the flower crown from your head, you placed it on top of Fred's. He beamed at you and put his own crown on top of your head.

+"Now you rule here, darling."

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Askangie going down may be my fault I asked whether Marcia could maybe be trans, she gave an iffy answer (not malicious just uninformed) and got politely corrected to which she politely responded and then the next day the site was down

askdjaskdlkajsf I have had the same problem with her, I remember once someone asked if Marcia was a lesbian (years ago) and she had also responded in an iffy way. Clearly not purposely homophobic, but it rubbed me the wrong way. At the time I thought, maybe it's a bad idea to give authors full access to immediately respond to every well-meaning question their readers ask.

Some AskAngies were cute little bonus facts, like that Marcia and Endor used to enjoy making hotpot together, and some were legit pieces of lore that didn't always match up with canon super well lol! But it's also where she confirmed confirmed that Marcia was not born in England & her first language was not English and she speaks many languages... things I have incorporated into what I base the Marcia in my head around, so I appreciated having that info.

(Disclaimer: Angie seems to intend to be inclusive, which is important, though it's always fair to point out that she definitely does not always do that well... as an assurance tho, on LGBT stuff, we do know that her daughter is trans and has publicly stated that her mum's been really supportive and cool.)

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oh here! i’ll come ask you for book recs lol. do you have any spooky and/or autumn-y book recs? or just your fave books :)

First of all, I'm sorry this took me SO long to answer. I want to say I've been busy but it's just been general [waves hand vaguely] life.

ANYWAY thank you for asking! I actually don't read scary stuff a lot b/c I'm a wimp, but I have a few spooky/autumnal books up my sleeves! Let's see what we've got!!

1) The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters

Let me just start by saying that Sarah Waters is one of my absolute favorite authors ever! All her novels are suspenseful, twisty historical novels with great female and queer characters. Although, fair warning, actually The Little Stranger is like her one novel that isn't queer, but it is VERY good. If you read The Little Stranger and like it, please read Fingersmith and/or The Paying Guests.

The Little Stranger is set in the countryside of post-WWII England and follows a mild-mannered doctor as he becomes increasingly involved in the lives of the family living in the local, increasingly decrepit, possibly haunted mansion. Think Downton Abbey but creepy. Strange things keep happening inside the house, from dog bites to mysterious sounds to creepy black spots. Literally just typing that gave me goosebumps. It seems like someone may be out to get the family, but who...or what? Is it simply the ghosts of their own painful memories, or is something more? Sarah Waters is excellent at lush, intricate historical detail, and she leans into that here to create an atmosphere of slowly building dread and horror and mystery.

That being said, as a person who isn't normally a fan of horror, I don't think this book is too scary. It's more of an atmospheric, psychological horror than a jump-scare, bloody horror. It's not a book that will give you nightmares (probably), but you might lie awake thinking about it.

Also. Pro-tip. As a haunted(?) house story, the house is obviously fairly central to the story. Dear fellow Americans, keep in mind that the British refer to the floors of a building differently than us. For Americans, the ground-level floor is called the first floor, the floor above that the second floor, etc. For the British, the ground-level floor is the ground floor, and the floor above that is the first floor, etc. There's all sorts of creepy references to characters hearing noises above them on the first floor, but I was just like, Why are they always in the basement?

2) Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno Garcia

This and the above are two very different books, and yet they are both set in the mid-1900s and both are about weird, creepy, maybe-haunted houses. What can I say, I like gothic fiction.

After our heroine, Noemi, receives a bizarre, borderline incoherent letter from her beloved cousin, she sets out to visit her in the literally decaying mansion she resides in with her husband and his new family deep in the countryside of Mexico. All Noemi wants to do is persuade her cousin to come back home with her, but her cousin's new in-laws are very determined not to let that happen...or to let Noemi leave either. Secrets abound in the bizarre house and even creepier nearby cemetery, and soon Noemi finds that she too is suffering from bizarre dreams and visions...although, are they just dreams?

This book is so weird, but in such a good way? I read it for a book club and every week we had increasingly bizarre theories about what was going on, we were googling alchemy and fungi and St George, and some of our theories were even right. Although definitely not all. Another very twisty one that keeps you guessing.

In terms of scariness, interestingly I think there's more overtly creepy and horrifying moments in this novel than The Little Stranger, but I found TLS more overall scary? But that may be because I read it quickly, which I think is the ideal setting for suspenseful stuff, and I read Mexican Gothic over a longer amount of time since it was for a book club. This one does have some more typical horror elements to it, but I don't think it's more creepy than terrifying.

3) The Echo Wife by Sarah Gailey

I listened to this one as an audiobook and the audiobook is excellent so would recommend that, but have no doubt it would also be great to physically read.

Oh my god this book...it's more thriller than horror, but I think it fits the brief. There were multiple moments listening to this book that I literally gasped or said "OH MY GOD!" out loud, and there are moments which are very creepy and horrifying. There's a particular scene in the backyard... Again, incredibly suspenseful and twisty. And the character development and character psychology is just! really really good! There's also really interesting and knotty feminist stuff which is a lot more complicated and nasty than some of the "girlboss" stuff which is popular right now.

Super minimal summary: All you really need to know is that it is a sci fi novel about a scientific researcher trying to pick up her life after her marriage has imploded, only for everything to go BATSHIT WRONG. Trust me, that's all you need to know, it's better to go into this not knowing what's going to happen or what to expect. I had no clue what this novel was about when I started it, and holy shit. Very good book, absolutely recommend this if you want some super suspenseful, creepy sci fi that will make you say "oh my GOD" repeatedly.

Okay, shifting gears a little now b/c autumn isn't just spooky, it's also cozy and restful and daydreamy!

4) The Thinking Woman's Guide to Real Magic by Emily Croy Barker

This isn't maybe a cozy book per se, but it's a great book to cuddle down with on a dreary day and lose yourself in. If you've ever asked yourself, "What would it be like if you crossed Pride and Prejudice with Howl's Moving Castle except the wizard was way worse but somehow still sexy" - then you should read this book! I actually came across this book b/c I was like, I wanna read a book that's a portal fantasy but for adults, and this book was like OH here's everything you wanted.

It's about a grad student, Nora, who has totally stalled out on her dissertation and is at a shitty wedding when she accidentally wanders through a portal into a beautiful, fantastical fairy world. At first, everything is amazing and literally perfect...but surprise surprise, not all as is it seems, and soon everything goes to, how should I put it, shit. Nora escapes, but rather than returning home, she finds herself trapped in a far more dreary realm. But not one without it's own charms and it's own magic, and Nora finds herself the student-slash-sorta-captive of the crochety, sexy, maybe-killed-his-wife magician Aruendiel* and she begins to learn magic herself.

Unlike the above books, this is not a fast-paced, twisty book, and I think if you go into this expecting high fantasy along the lines of Game of Thrones, you may be disappointed. It's not really a typical high-fantasy novel, it's more of a cross of an 18th/19th century realist novel, a fairy tale, and a fantasy novel. But if you want that, then it's REALLY good! I loved this book! And the magic in it is so cool, something about the way its described feels so visceral and real and like you could really do it if you just tried hard enough. There is a romance and it's totally, intentionally hashtag problematic, but it's very laid back, very slow burn, so I think even if you aren't a person who digs romance you can still enjoy this. If you're looking for a feminist-leaning fantasy novel that you can just sink into and lose yourself in, this is the perfect book. You will long to magically fix broken plates.

5) The Ruthless Lady's Guide to Wizardry by C.M. Waggoner

Honestly I can't even justify why I think this one is an autumn book. It simply is. It's autumn colored in my head. It is the coziest book I have ever read about necromancy and crime. Also I just want to recommend it. This is another one that I listened to as an audiobook and it's also a good audiobook, for those who are interested. But it also means I will not be able to spell absolutely any of the character's names.

This novel follows Delly, an enterprising young scoundrel of a fire witch with a teeny tiny gin habit as she attempts to support herself and her hot-mess of a mom in the roughest neighborhoods of Fantasy-City-That-I-Can't-Remember-The-Name-Of. Lice...gate? When Delly comes across an advertisement for a bodyguarding job for young women for a hefty fee, it seems like the answer to definitely not all but at least some of her problems. She accepts, along with an interesting assortment of other sorcerous young ladies, including a wonderfully bitchy Absentia (my love), a young woman who can turn into a boar, boar girl's necromancer mother, and the very sexy part-troll Winn, who in my imagination looks like Gwendoline Christie and talks like Miranda Hart. Which. Perfect woman. Winn being a fine, wealthy young lady, Delly can't help but think to herself that it wouldn't be such a bad thing if Winn happened to fall in love with her and carried her off to be rich and spoiled the rest of her life.

Of course, things quickly don't go to plan, and soon Delly and her companions find herself caught up in wicked schemes of murder, drugs, and an undead mouse named Buttons who says BONG. I love Buttons SO MUCH.

This book is just a silly romp of a novel which worms into your heart and your brain. It's fun and cute and gay, and also it made me cry. I haven't stopped thinking, "Not quite regulation hammerball" since I listened to it like half a year ago.

Also, while I'm here, this novel is set in the same world as and features a few of the same characters as Unnatural Magic. Which is also a hell of a book. Literally the best bisexual relationship I have ever fuckin read. It's a winter book tho, so I simply can't go into it here.

Aaaaand...that it's! Happy autumnal reading :)

[cloveroctobers]

ANNA-JULIA “AJ” (JONES) JARLETT

IG bio/info: @/annajj9x_ | 20.1k followers| Athlete | hey peeps can you stop asking me to throw it back cuz the answer will always be no! K thx take it easy 🏳️‍🌈🌻🏒🐶

21 years old

From bath, England

Hockey player as her profession for the past three years

Her position is defense

Their team name is “rowdy alphas”...yeah some team names just didn’t make sense or they’re cringe for no reason at all

Was raised by her mom,(her mom was a teen mom & had her at 17) maternal grandmother, and her paternal aunt (dad’s younger sister, who’s more like a big sister to her at 28)

They’ve made her into the person she is, literally

Her grandmother has a bed and breakfast that they all live in

the house is Victorian style—almost as if they walked right out of charmed! Instead of a big pink house, think yellow AND purple. It was hideous but homey and charming on the inside

growing up in a house with multiple temporary strangers wasn’t odd to aj at all, in fact it felt like the norm. There was always someone around to socialize with so that was quite nice

Her father was a pro baseball player & passed away due to a automobile accident

she has his smile & freckles

aj was also involved in the accident at the age of 6 & miraculously survived with intense injuries

Has scars as a reminder

used to have night terrors because of the accident...it took awhile—years!!! for them to subside

they’re all vague memories now (but the pain is something she’ll always remember) but she preferred it that way

she’s named “Anna” after her mother’s old best friend/roommate and was supposed to be aj’s god mother but she went missing during their uni years

the name“Julia” came from her paternal grandmother who she gets her wide doe eyes from

her athleticism definitely came from her dad

Her mother luckily liked to document things so there’s a bunch of home videos of her dad in them & pictures/scrapbooks that her mom has for safe keeping

She’s more of a klutz, tiny, and wears huge prescription glasses

extremely close to the three most important ladies in her life, so she’s always been able to be open with them about anything!

when she first expressed her interest in liking both genders around 17-18 her paternal aunt was all smirks, “i knew Britney Spears was so your type, yeah?”

more like shakira but Brit was just as pretty

her mother was a “cry baby” so ofc she burst out into tears squeezing aj’s limbs and peppering her face with kisses. She didn’t view her child as anything different... as she shouldn’t & was glad that her daughter trusted them with this significant moment in her life and wanted to be as supportive as she could

got books, watched Ted talks and everything but knew she could come to the source even tho aj was still figuring it out herself

her grandma dipped her head at the new info sitting at the round kitchen table, “been there. had a few broads in my life after and during my marriage with your no good grandad. Thank goodness the bastard died before you even got to meet ‘em.” “Mum!”

what felt like the biggest weight on her chest was lifted. She knew they’d understand but a part of her had a little bit of doubt, she’s heard so many horror stories where those like her didn’t have the support she has and that made her extremely sad to think about

i see her as a person that has/had many friends in secondary. She’s always open to chat and her being on a few sports teams helped her out in her case

very competitive in anything that she does & will guarantee that she’ll beat you. (“ You wanna race to the car from here?”wins. “Who ever cleans the most dishes the fastest gets the last slice of pie.”) majority of the time she’s right but if she loses?? oh don’t let her lose to you, it’s a pity party for the rest of the time ur in her space. Such a sore loser omg

stays active, always working out + has a gym membership and makes sure she goes at least five times a week

she’s very strong, loves leg day & working on her core

she’s about 5’10

loves wearing “gf jeans” since they’re super comfy but doesn’t mind skinny Jeans with rips in the knees every now and then

trainers and chucks are her go-to sneakers

has no issue shopping in the men’s section ‘cause who’s gonna stop her? Nobody that’s who

owner of over a 100 graphic tees + vertical stripped shirts are also her favs, SWEATPANTS/joggers?! How many does she have? A lot. Snapbacks? Plenty. Will she wear them backwards? Obviously.

Physical touch is her love language. She’s comes from a family that has no issue showing their affection by touch. There is NO such thing as personal space and that still stands with aj when it comes to relationships, she sees no other way

It’s what she shows and what she wants in return, if you’re not touching her in some sort of way, then automatically she thinks there’s something wrong or that she did something

Is the jealous type. It has shown in relationships and ruined a relationship or two

Has cheated on a significant other out of pure jealousy & is not proud to admit that

Does have a wandering eye but feels now that she truly understands herself when it comes to relationships, she’ll never act on it again

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, I get libra tendencies from her so that’s what I’m sticking with. She likes to keep the peace (unless she’s jealous) , idealistic — always looking on the bright side of things, outgoing, romantic, and professional— especially when it comes to her team; her true leadership comes out, yet she can be indecisive, hates confrontation, self pitying — if things don’t go perfectly how she imagined/planned it to, the world is ending and everyone is out to get her, and can be unreliable—never on time

September libra to be exact

if she’s really in love/taken a interest in you then she gets nervous: blushing, sweaty palms, cracking her knuckles, tongue tied—the whole 9

she’s already defined as a puppy by her coach but when she’s in love? She’s a lovesick puppy!

her fav holiday is Valentine’s Day

thought she was going to be a pro skateboarder growing up but it took one bad fall where she thought she was paralyzed for her to choose something else

she likes her weed on occasion

Obsessed with all types of cheese except cottage, “can I put cheese on this?”

more of a jumpsuit kinda girl or dressy top with jeans & hoops on a night out

has a solid group of mates outside of the hockey team, they’ve all met and hung out a couple of times, as they should since aj feels they’re going to be stuck with her for awhile so why not?

They’re a riot when they all go out, let’s just say that there’s never a dull moment

fav color is periwinkle

enjoys ASMR, mostly in the mornings when she’s waking up. You know how people love podcasts? (Sorry seb & Nicky, she still wants to be on the show soon!) ASMR is her thing

loves tangerines, you can count on it that she’ll have one on her, “where did you pull that from?” “I’ll never share my master plan.” “You’re such a tit.”

Definitely prefers “fresh squeezed” orange juice & will make her own, she has the tools & the strength 😏

Very rare for her to get sick ;) & if she does she’s a complete baby about it

Will fight that she’s sick before she admits it, trying all sorts of horrid remedies & vitamins

loves summer & all things that come with it, the number one thing is leaving bath for however long she can for a new place to enjoy

when she arrived to love island, she was thrilled for the weather. Yes she was looking for love but most importantly a nice get away & that it was (depending on your route that is lol)

closest with seb, vieve, elladine, and tai but don’t tell the others that! (She doesn’t care if you tell Yasmin, honestly)

just because her & seb “dated” and it didn’t work out doesn’t mean they can’t be friends right? It was almost automatic for them to be platonic after it was determined there would be no romance between them, almost like sibs! like those celebs like to say—except this time these two won’t turn around and actually find romance

vieve came with seb so...but no shade aj did like vieve. She gave great advice (while seb sometimes didn’t say the right things unintentionally or what aj needed to hear) when needed, especially from a medical view and is very sweet

elladine was the one who had all the tea & ideas to match, she’s quite organized and always down for DIY’s and could suggest almost anything. If you needed someone to help you get things tidy or match/find your Aesthetic, she’s the friend you call to help

tai was the one she could be a “bro” with, sure elladine has her competive side (or controlling, depends on how you view it) but tai was the one you can run to for much needed “bro hugs”, partying, going to the pubs, playing sports with or against, checking out/flirting with babes, etc...

it was not long after the villa that aj had a revelation with her sexuality & fully owned and labeled herself as a lesbian

She was happy being in relationship with someone else or with herself, life was short and she was young so there wasn’t time to dwell and stress over things so what the hell?! Live your truth the best way you know how ya know?

probably smells like sweet citrus, almond flower, and sea salt

on chest days, she’s a sweets snacker. Loves gummy bears (also with vodka) , swedish fish, sour patch kids, etc...basically shit that sticks to ur teeth

put all her chips into hockey, while it was advised by her Counselors & mum not to do so, aj went about it anyway. She thought about the pros and cons but knew there was nothing else for her. So there were more pros than cons. She was meant to play sports, its what felt right in her soul

Made her feel connected to her father, when she’s on the field she feels that he is with her

 scrunches up her nose when she’s frustrated or confused about something

Doesn’t always grasp concepts right away, she’s a soft dummy but most of us are and that’s okay! We’re all smart in our own ways

Feels like sunflowers are always around her especially if she sees them wherever she is. They must symbolize SOMETHING, therefore she loves them

spf queen. All about it, get with it or let the sunrays ruin ur skin that’s on u

loves a good filet mignon medium-well & is probably the only good thing she knows how to make alongside a salad, baked potatoes, & her oj

sucker for romantic-comedies...it’s basically her life duh!

If she has a dog, it’s a Dalmatian or Great Dane. She needs a companion that’ll keep up with her

loves kissing, it’s her favorite form of intimacy

Quarantine life included the push up challenge for her. Gaining a few pounds in muscle and fat, bothering seb via ft, viewing old letters she wrote to her dad, spending time with her fav ladies since they were now restricted from having guests in their home, and letting boredom consume her + she hated the whole lockdown that came with it, she hated being indoors for long periods of time but she knew that’s what partly needed to be done

Posts a lot of beach, park, outings with her friends & team, moments with her fav ladies, workout videos, and guests at the b&b with their permission and if only she befriends them along the way. She’s just as active on the socials as she is in rl but she’s not obsessed with it, she knows how to live in the now. She’s all about balance!

I also feel like she never keeps her phone charged and it’s always dying on her! She had a car charger but...that’s a jungle. She needs to invest in a portable charger stat

crushing on/finds attractive: Jared Padalecki, Keanu Reeves, Barrett Doss, Camilla Luddington, Sandra Bullock, Adrian Kempe, Harry Kirton, Anya Taylor-Joy, Haley Lu Richardson, Naomi Osaka, Ming & Aoki Lee Simmons

who does she listen to? Shakira lol!! Bea Miller, Dua Lipa, Daya, XYLØ, Elley Duhé, Stela Cole, Aloe Blacc, Maroon 5, Lewis capaldi, Charlie Puth, girl in red, Hayley kiyoko, king princess, dodie, & tessa violet

Anthem: Icona Pop — we got the world

[blackberry-gingham]

could you write a teddy!george x reader headcanon where they go from friends to lovers?

Oooo this is cute 🥺 I sure can! I hope this is something like what you wanted lol, I feel like this was half headcannons and half imagine oof. Anyway, enjoy!

You met during the hamburg era, and you were hooked by the Beatles music after chancing to see one of their shows

After their set was over, you really wanted to meet the band!

They're sooo good and yet, you've never heard of the Beatles before, no one has!!

You did manage to catch them afterwards, and the boys were nice enough, always happy to meet a fan after all

But while the other three moved on to pack their things, one in particular seemed to take an interest in you...

George and John didn't get along very well in the early days, so he feels a bit marginalized from the band

So image how he must feel meeting someone as interested as you!

He's shy at first but he clearly likes you, so he warms up fairly quick and you two get to know each other

From that moment on you did your best to attend as many shows as you could, which was nearly all of them lol

You go to support George!

He's always so happy to see you in the crowd, his face just lights up

Things are like that for a while honestly

But after a bit, you sadly have to move back to England

Before you go, you and George go out for a last hurrah

He takes you out to walk the streets of Hamburg one last time

You end the outing in a little ice cream parlor and share a shake

The two of you reminisce about all the other good memories you've made here and things get a little sentimental

George turns away smiling solemnly, then looks up at you for a moment as though he wants to say something

Instead, he asks if you're ready for him to take you home. He picks up the bill and you leave

While you're seperated, that doesn't stop you from communicating tho!

You guys write each other little letters and send post cards on occasion, but George makes sure to call you frequently

And then one day, you get the news...

The boys are coming back to England!

George isn't very interested in discussing the why however, but what he's really cares about is that it means he can finally come and see you again

When next you see each other, it comes after a gentle knock at your door

The smile you give him lights up his world and you nearly tackle him jumping into a hug

George laughs at your excitement and hugs you tightly back

You two spend the next long while doing basically everything you did in his free time in Hamburg and it's wonderful to be with your old friend again

But when the Beatles start up again, it gets harder and harder to see him over the short years that follow

George hates it

He hates that he has almost no private life

He hates that he has no time for the things he use to do

But most of all, he hates that he's no longer able to see you as much as he wants

You do your best to put his mind at ease

After all, something is better then nothing, right?

George appreciates your efforts, but he just isn't satisfied

One day, after a long and tiresome day of practice and recording, you and George are left alone at last in the record it studio

You're allowed to come in here whenever you want basically, but the concept of "So close yet so far" stings harshly

However, George seems different today

A little more happy and loose then usual

You ask him what's up and he's quiet for a moment, then shoots you a playful look

He puts down his guitar

"Do you want to get out of here? I thought maybe we could go do something fun"

You look at the clock on the wall

It's nearly 11 at night, a fact that you humorously remind him of

But George is persistent, assuring you it won't take long

You've been friends for soooo long now, years for sure

You trust him and agree to his plan

George drives you through the night and the radio is playing low in the background

A gentle rain falls over head and it almost soothes you to sleep

You close your eyes and rest, while George sneaks fond glances

At last the car comes to a stop

You open your eyes to see the bright lights of an ice cream parlor, just like the one in Hamburg

George comes around to let you out and you both hurry inside as the rain's begun to pick up

You pick a place to sit and order a milkshake to share, just like you and him always do

While you wait, you talk about how things have been between you two, particularly in light of the Beatles astronomical stardom

The drink comes just as George continues on with his speech and how annoyed and sorry he is that he can't hangout with you as much

You laugh and tell him not to apologise

"You know what George? We should run away together! That'll solve all this"

George laughs, but there's something... Different in the tone of it

He looks away, making a face that, for some reason, you feel you recognize

"Well... About that..."

George places his warm, callused hand over your soft and delicate one

"I've been thinking about how we could be together more often, and there's one thing that keeps coming to mind..."

You lean in, curious and yet estatic to hear a potential solution

"What if we were... Say... Together, together?"

Oh

You look at him without saying a word, stunned, and George scrambles to explain himself

"Well you see! I-I was just thinking, you wouldn't have to work anymore if you don't want to! I know how much you hate that old desk job... Then, that would let you travel with me and the lads, a-and I'll buy you everything you want! Plus we can live together, and..."

You put a single finger to his lips and shush him

There's an electric look in your eyes as you look deep into George's

He licks his lips and takes a subtle gulp, before leaning in ever... so... slightly...

You meet him halfway, practically jumping out of your seat, as you reach over to kiss him

He tastes like aftershave and sweet vanilla ice cream as your soft lips flirt with his chapped ones

You pull back once you're both out of breath, and you huff a laugh

You've been waiting to do that ever since that day in Hamburg

George straightens his tie, smiling himself as though he can't believe that happened

"So, is that a yes?"

You laugh one more time, and nod

"I'd love that"

[inheritorofmemories-archive]

So far in my Sense8 au: This is a gay only event (working title)

there's a cut because i got slightly carried away

Andy: Kazakhstan. Has learned the way of the blade and horse riding. She’s the big brain of it all, always have a plan. She fears nothing because once a pissed off horse ran over her and she got out with nothing. She has every gods by her side and she’s the most powerful of them. Her husband Achilles left her because he was sick and didn’t want to die with her watching him, that fucked her up a good deal, ngl. Tired tm even tho she’s the same age as the other.

Quynh: Vietnam. A certified prankster and the asshole everyone love because she’s compelling like that. Knows a martial art like Sun, but she has no qualm about gloating about it, because she’s good and the world deserve to know. Big pressure from her family to not show her sexuality and take after the company when all she wants is to be free and herself, kicking ass while looking good because she knows fashion. Will join Andy and they will live happily ever after as wives after years of yearning and chasing each other without putting too much intent because they’re not sure the other wants that. Peak lesbian representation. Quynh makes the first move because she’s tired of waiting. Will become an insta influencer only because Veronica Ngo’s ig kills me every time she posts.

Lykon; Kenya. The optimist, always seeing the bright side and cheering on other. A good sport that never let anything bring him down and is so resilient. It’s impressive how many time he gets up from awful stuff. Insanely good with numbers and science stuff, big fan of cinema too. There’s literally no info on Lykon in canon, so I’m inclined to give him Capheus’s nationality.

Yusuf: Tunisia, like Marwan. He’s the artist, was almost an actor but realized he liked painting more. He’s now an art professor in a college and has a somewhat successful career as an artist but he’s more interested in historical painting and trying old techniques for his researches than selling his artwork. Sometime does reconstruction of old paintings. The incurable romantic, the heart of the team, always see straight (lol) and try to do good. Very supportive and loving family that are behind him, but he won’t talk about the sensate thing because he doesn’t want to bring them any trouble.

Nicolo: Italy. A priest, will have a big surprise with Yusuf when all his suppressed gay will surge out of the closet he forgot he made in his head. Will get in an argument with Yusuf about art and religion and that’ll become their way of flirting for about a year. The other sensate will have random bit of arguing and obscure middle age  and renaissance knowledge sprung upon them at random time. Andy will get pissed first and have a mental sit down with them, telling them to have those arguments face to face and not in their brains. Nicolo goes to Tunis and fuck he doesn’t hate the guy, he loves him. Oops. He’s the moral of the team and can convince anyone of anything and manipulate anyone. Also really good at guilt tripping bad guys, that's Catholicism for you.

Booker: France. Forger, went to prison. Kinda like Wolfgang, but sadder and drunker and a widow too. Or maybe divorced but he talks about his wife like she died, making it 10x funnier, not sure what I want for him yet. Has sort of given up on life at this point, will refuse the cluster until he realize it’s a good thing. Will try to get better to not inconvenience the other with his shitty thoughts. Get along with Andy real good, and now Joe always has a buddy to watch the football match with, so it’s nice. First interaction with Nicky: a rediffusion of the ‘06 world cup final. It goes well (no it doesn’t). First interaction with Quynh: she’s in his home and call him out (damn bitch, you live like this?).

Nile: USA. She was a marine because of her father, shot on service and left with a honorable discharge. She works as a body guard in small gig to have money for college, she’s good at most practical skill anyone can have. Really close with her family, her mom will believe her and help her (kinda like Amanita’s mom in the show). Will get into college for her art history degree and will manage to have professor Al-Kaysani make a couple lectures there and every prof in her school will love her immensely because that guys is famous world wide for his work, how did you get him to come here? He’ll help her with her PhD and doctorate, she introduces him to Vine. It’s a fair exchange in his eyes.

Copley: England. Born in the USA but really an English man through and through. The Hacker, hacktivist like Nomi. Was CIA, leaked info on illegal us business and is now on their watch list, trying to take him out. Snowden and Micro from netflix’s punisher mixed if you will. Wife died of ASL; him, Andy and Booker have a monthly widowed club in their heads where they drink and talk about their deceased partners (if divorced!booker, he’s an honorary member but miserable enough so they let him in). It’s very sad and none of the other are allowed. After a few month it becomes: the most responsible of the cluster (again, honorary booker only) having a drink together and talking shit about the latest drama in the cluster. Immensely and perpetually tired of the collective lack of brain cells from the cluster, he’s the only one who has his geolocation off on his phone. Even Nile forgets it sometimes. Will become the “let me unplug your router to fix the problem” assigned person of the group.

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Plot: So far, it’s found family shenanigans, getting together and the human connection of it all. Maybe with a side dish of Merrick bad guy if I feel like it needs angst (or a plot). Also, they’re around 27/28yo here, they’ve lived a bit already.

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At first I thought: I’ll just use the series sensates and change the names but like, it really doesn’t fit. So they’re just another cluster, different from the 8/8 cluster. Also added Copley in the immortal gang because he now has an honorary positon in the team in canon so why not? It’s sense8, nor sense7.

And no cop, only reformed gouvernement employee who hates their old jobs because we’re not bootlickers in this house.

[selfcareparker]

(lovely anon) ok so this may sound so dramatic but; let me paint you a picture: i’m responding to your latest message, sitting on the edge of the sofa. i type in “lovely anon” into the search and see this longgg post come up and i’m like uhhh... i scroll down and see the people you tagged and literally. when i saw @ lovely anon. i . cried . like full on tears. my brother goes “what are you doing” “she tagged meeeee” and he continued what he was doing and didn’t care LMAOO but i was so emotional? i love and appreciate you too and aAH IM CRYING!! you’re just really sweet and i didn’t expect it at all and it was really lovely to be a part of something :’)

the kermit pic sent meee but yes yes yes!! when you start uni let me know, lol i’m so excited for you!! let me know how it goes cuz i’m literally hype hahah & yes we will be in our sad corners of the world, missing england but you’re right it’ll be sooooo worth it in the end!!! and oH i’m glad you talk to them lol i truly thought you like haven’t seen them/haven’t spoken to them this whole time😭 that would’ve been awful!

also i totallyyy get what your saying about the english speaking thing. and idk why you’re insecure (well i *knowww* bc it’s not your first language and you’re studying it in college so yuh) but your english is great :)))

lol yeah that makes sense.. my mom took french in college and she remembers NOTHING HDJSHSJ (the fact that you wanna learn MORE languages i- ahh i so admire you.. you literally know so many languages🥺) yea i mean you know a bunch of languages bc you know the base of words lol, but i wonder if because you know latin it’ll be easier for you to learn french? oh- oh wait you said it’ll be easier HAHHAHA

THERES SO MUCH EXCITING STUFF TO TALK ABOUT HDGSJSJSL it’s so wild to me that you can’t watch chaos walking :( i’m a professional hacker tho so i’ll try and find a way for you LMAO (by professional hacker i mean i literally have gotten multiple free trials and i’m pretty sure the hulu police are after me bUT ITS THEIR FAULT BC WHY IS IT SO EXPENSIVE???) i mean the movie was good? and cute? and funny? but yea don’t think it’s gonna be the most fantastic thing haha AND THE DOGGO AWWW (i saw it again today- or my today lol, saturday, aND THESE OLD PEOPLE CAME AND SAT IN FRONT OF ME AND MY FRIEND LIKE ITS A LONG STORY LMK IF YOU WANNA HEAR IT)

SHARK FILMS?!?!! PLEASE READING THIS I HAD NO IDEA YOU WOULD LIKE SHARK MOVIES TOO FHSKSHSHDJDJGAJAYSJS ok so i haven’t seen any of the classics (i’m working on it) but i would probably watch jaws to laugh at it? not like that lmao but like comparing it. OKAY BUT HONESTLY I BARELY KNOW ANYONE WHO LIKES SHARK FILMS AHHH OKAY im adding “the shallows” to my watchlist bc it sounds super good AND SAME AHSJD ANY BODY OF WATER IN A MOVIE I JUST KNOW ITS COMING LMAO watch me not go in the water anymore after seeing that picture HHDJSJ

WHEN I READ THIS I JUST GOT DONE TALKING TO MY MOM ABOUT THE MEG AND THAT SCENE WHERE THE SHARKKK JUMPEDDDD AND ATE THE OTHER ONEEEE AND THEN JONAS HAD TO DO- bro i cannot (i think that one is my favorite because i love me a bit of romance and the subtle romance hAD ME) 47 meters down PHEW could you imagine?? i try not to think too hard about it i’m like “don’t be dumb catherine, don’t put yourself in a dumb situation” (not autocorrect having “dumb bitch” ready i am not lying) and i literally understand... there is no other way to explain 47 meters down

i CANNOT watch horror movies, can’t can’t can’t, i literally hate them i cannot do it!!! the thrill is tempting and it’s cool in the moment but i cant lmao. i don’t have nightmares about scary things (for the majority of the time) but going to sleep i’m like oooohhhhhh shit 🥲 literally what you explained

music !!!! music !!!! music !!!! (u ever write a word and now it looks weird lmao) MY BROTHER DOESNT LIKE MUSIC AND ITS SHIT IM LIKE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU- anyway, my music taste is all over the place i mean......... it’s crazy. earlier today i was listening to meghan trainor’s album “title” oUT OF NOWHERE, but just a few minutes ago i was listening to fall in love with me by earth wind and fire soooo lol .. megan is *chefs kiss*, i’m not familiar with stormzy🙈, harry styles.... IM SORRY IM THAT PERSON but i don’t listen to his solo music EEK i only listen to adore you... and not that frequently... the music video freaked me out... i like niall’s solo music a lot more, which i listen to a lot more. now. one direction. favorite. please & thank you. i have a playlist called “boy bands” and it consists of one direction and the vamps (obsessed with cherry blossom btw) but as you can see my taste is all over the place!! fr fr if i sent you what apple music has as my “favorites” it went from ariana grande to carrie underwood to glee (OBSESSED DONT LET ME TALK ABOUT IT) i mean please if you let me i will nonstop (hamilton HDJSH) talk about music all day😩 & NOOO UR MUSIC IS GREAT HAHSK IM NOT A BIG RAP PERSON BUT DOJA CAT IS MY FAVORITE!!

okay good, i’m glad :) i was just nervous that you did feel that way <3 and GOT IT HAHAJ healthy pressure is always good :’) my friend got me these pens cuz i love stationary and school supplies lol and was like “now you have to write something” soooo yea i feel that! and i saw you posted the ficcccccc literally so proud of you 🥺🥺 i’m trying to decide if i read it tomorrow or tonight..... sleep or a literal beautiful creation made by the sweetest person and is v v nice smut and college!peter and 4.7k...... sleep aint really calling no more.

GIRL ALL OF MY SENTENCES ARE TOO LONG HAHAHAH IN FACT THIS IS TOO LONG SOOO (also why am i 3 days late..😑) anywho it’s 1 in the morning so <33 lovely anon

🥰

oh my god the fact that you cried nearly made me cry too😭😭🥺🥺 (also, your brother LMAO), i wasn‘t even sure if you‘d see it but i immediately thought of you so of COURSE i included you <333

the hulu police lsjsjaiaik, girl i was ready to get a hulu membership when i wanted to watch big time adolescence and i couldn‘t find it anywhereee, and when i got to the payment it said i need a bank account that‘s based in the US or whatever. like bro i was about to pay you!! but i was forced to find it somewhere (and i did, on levidia,— not that i‘ve ever used it because it‘s illegal 😤 i would never!!! i‘d rather support billion dollar companies and spend my money on watching films that i can find for free 🥰🥰🥰 not

i‘ve found chaos walking online so i‘ll watch it som time this week!! also YES TELL ME THE STORY

okay so idk if you watched/are planning on watching falcon and winter soldier but i watched the first episode the other day and they were speaking french (just a few seconds) and I UNDERSTOOD SOME WORDS DLDJDJ and i was so proud of myself. i‘ve only ever learned french with duolingo lol (i only do like 5 mins a day and that‘s why i was so surprised that i understood some of it!!). and yeah apart from latin i feel like italian, german, french and english are all similar in a sense.. i mean obviously they‘re completely different languages but for example there are some grammatical constructions in french that i think i wouldn‘t understand if i only spoke english? so when i translate those things into english you can‘t directly translate them bc you say things differently, but when i translate them into german then it makes more sense to me. idk that‘s something i noticed so i feel like if you already know multiple languages it‘s easier to learn another language compared to if you only know one language and are trying to learn a second one. even if the languages aren‘t similar then i think you get the hang of it easier.

ikd slsjsjs also i don‘t want you to think that i‘m a linguistic genius or anything lmfao, like i‘m only fluent in english and german and i‘m just a wannabe (ew that word) polyglot sksj (yes i had to google polyglot— i do think learning ancient greek would be super cool tho? like imagine studying latin AND ancient greek, whew). and honestly i don‘t think i‘ll ever be fluent in another language bc i don‘t plan on living anywhere other than germany or possibly england and i‘m not dedicated enough to properly learn any other languages esp if i don‘t have anyone to speak the language with. but i still try my best and i just love language/languages as a whole so yeah i‘m happy & just learning as much as i can dkdjh🥰

(I guess language/linguistics are/is my passion (which sounds sooo lame lmaoooo) and the word passion comes from the latin word pati (i think💀) which means to suffer, and in german passion is called Leidenschaft which basically means suffering too, idk why i‘m telling you this maybe you know it already. but ok dumb fun fact, in german you can make compound words with as many words as you like, and the longest official german word is Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz which is a law for the monitoring of labels on beef... this is such a dumb fact but i think about that word like once a day idk why dodjsjsj so... 👁👄👁)

but i‘ll stop boring you with my linguistics talk because truly i don‘t know much about languages but i am interested omg i‘m gonna shut up now.

now water + sharks. (so in non-covid times i always go to croatia with my dad during the summer, and even before ever watching a shark film i was always kind of scared in water.. but after watching so many shark films wldjdj HELP Like you know when you go deeper into the ocean and you can‘t see or feel the ground/floor? anymore.. then i just start imagining sharks. like i can‘t help it i just imagine a shark sneaking up on me or feeling something graze my foot ABD I JUST START FREAKING OUT SSKJSHSJ. idk. anyway kdkdh i do love the ocean/swimming though but the older i get the more i realise how fucking scary the ocean is ( even if we’re gonna disregard sharks)

your brother... what‘s wrong with him? HOw CAN YOU NOT LIKE MUSIC LIKE WHAT THE FAWK

OKAY BUT SAME ABOUT THE ADORE YOU MUSIC VIDEO DLDKDJSJSKSLSLKSKSJSHSH and yeah i have to say harry’s style (styles lol) as a solo artist isn‘t reaaally my cup of tea, and i only like the popular songs from his second album and the first album is only good when i‘m in the right mood (haven‘t actually listened to it in a while though, but kiwi is one of my all time favourites along with only angel but i hate the start, like it takes 40 seconds to actually begin properly). i like mgk and because of him i watched the dirt which is a film about motley crue, and now one of my favourite songs ever is same ol situation and i‘m into rock now lol. +++ justin bieber. I had a justin bieber cardboard cutout thingy😭 i was the biggest Belieber on earth when i was 13-16, but i didn‘t like his last album and tbh he‘s become a bit weird lately, BUT OH MY GOD. i Listened to his new album yesterday and i‘m in LOVE with the song hold on

i really like niall‘s music toooo!!!! And doja cat 😌😌😌😌 And THE VAMPS OG MY GOD. i got to see them live bc they were the opening/support act for little mix and ajdsjskslslsjsjsj. (Also i love concerts, some of the best memories of my life are concerts, i‘ve seen nicki minaj live 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and justin twice and my heart fills every time i think about how excited i was, it was my first concert ever (16th of September 2016 😌) and i was the happiest person alive seeing justin drew fucking bieber (even if i‘m not tooo sure about justin nowadays)

i have a confession? Idk what hamilton is. I mean I‘ve heard about it and i keep googling it but i‘ve never watched it (is it even a film???? or like a proper musical? also pls tell me you grew up with high school musical. i have a few friends who didn‘t and it makes me so sad 😭😭😭 hsm is the best thing to happen to my childhood , the sooooongs— i still listen to some of them every week or month lool they make me so happy)

(Okay wait i was about to recommend some stormzy songs but you said you‘re not that into rap so i won‘t dksksjl)

What you said about my fic AHSLSLSJB (i wasn‘t sure if you sent an ask about it earlier? idk that might have been someone else, so if it was (and you‘ve read it already) i hope you liked it sksjsj i was...... unsure about it. and i have this reeaaallly long peter fic that i started writing in december and that‘s the only peter thing i currently want to write but also i can‘t because idk how to continue kddjj.) but I’m definitely getting back into writing i have a few blurbs that i want to write so 🥰🥰🥰

Oh and pls as soon as you read this let me know: violet or yellow? (it‘s just a tiny thing for my new theme slsksj)

[jckelly]

updated intro / 25/09/20

Is that JACK FIELDING? Wow, they do look a lot like VAN MCCANN. I hear HE is an NINETEEN year old FRESHMEN who are studying AEROSPACE ENGINEERING  at Luxor University. Word is they are an ARISTOCRAT student. You should watch out because they can be PHILOPHOBIC and INSINCERE, but on the bright side they can also be WITTY and IMAGINATIVE. Ultimately, you’ll get to see it all for yourself. [YUNI, 20, GMT, SHE/HER]

hello to anyone who has yet 2 be cursed w my presence in their dms, i am yuni and this is  an updated intro for my demon boi jack! this one is a lilll bit more in depth but not to worry there is a tl;dr at the end ion expect u to read this. feel free to dm me if you would like to plot!

01: BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Jackson Noel Fielding (previously Kelly; recently changed)

Nicknames: Jack - he dislikes the use of his full first name, and only really answers to Jack, unless joking around with Caitriona. 

Date Of Birth: December 4, 2001 (currently aged 19)

Zodiac: Sagittarius sun, Leo ascendant, and Aries moon. 

Place Of Birth: Northern General Hospital, Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England. 

Nationality: Dual UK and US citizenship; he was born and raised in England so was a UK citizen from birth, and acquired US citizenship through his American adopted mother after being formally adopted in 2017. 

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual 

Course: Aerospace Engineering (Freshman)

02: PHYSICAL

Faceclaim: Van McCann 

Voiceclaim: Also Van McCann (but w ... not a Welsh accent LOL think Northern)

Ethnicity: White (English, Irish, Scottish)

Height: 173cm (5′8)

Weight: 52kg (115lbs) / BMI 17.4

Eye Colour: Blue

Hair Colour: Brown

Distinctive Features: Freckles (many), ear piercings (one hoop in his left ear), scars on his wrists which he hides with long sleeved shirts. 

Clothing Preference: Jack really only wears black, or something close to black like grey. He usually opts for simple clothes, just jeans and long sleeved shirts, and beat up black converse. His Sheffield United hoodie makes an appearance more often than not, because he has a ridiculous amount of hometown pride. 

03: PERSONALITY

Overview

Positive Traits: Witty, imaginative, perseverant, passionate

Negative Traits: Philophobic, disloyal, insincere, callous

MBTI: ENTP

Religious Beliefs: Atheist 

Description

The first side most people see of Jack is the side he wants you to see. A total asshole. It’s not an exaggeration - he’s pretty much infamous for flirting with everyone, dating anyone and as a serial cheater. He’ll actively try to worm his way into your life, and then just when you start to care, he does something to hurt you. He’s strangely persistent, probably helping him to push people even further, until they snap. There is nothing which satisfies him more than managing to wind people up to the extreme, get them to the point where they give up. Adopted parents, friends, nobody is immune to this side - he even tries it on the people he genuinely cares about, as if just to see if he’ll still be able to push them away.

The second side, which most people don’t see, is that at heart Jack is a kid. He’s the type of person to ask if owls have ears at 3am, or get some childlike joy out of dumb jokes. Of course, this is the side nobody but a very small number of people see. And even if you do see it, it never lasts long. He keeps his true personality under wraps even amongst those he does like, and it only slips out if he’s extremely comfortable with you. Otherwise, he’ll go straight back to being a sarcastic, flirty piece of shit.

04: PAST

Biography: 

Jackson Kelly was born in a council estate in Sheffield, South Yorkshire, in the UK. His life prior to adoption is not something he routinely talks about, but that’s mostly because he’d rather not give people reasons to pity him: his mother, 15 when she gave birth to him, was a drug addict; he has no idea who his birth father is or was, and no inclination to find out. Jack’s first ten years of life pretty much fell into the same cycle: get put into foster care, his mother would get clean and take him back, and then the cycle would repeat. But when the cycle ended when he was ten, and he was removed from his mother’s care for good, he wasn’t ready for it to end yet.

Sure, she wasn’t the best parent. But she was his mother. Jack quickly developed a reputation for running away, always found back at the same place. Foster parent after foster parent always ended up returning him, unable to cope with his rebellious tendencies and the constant hunt for him after he had run. As he aged, he only became better at avoiding being found. It practically became a game to him, a way for him to entertain himself. So when a wealthy American heiress and her British CEO husband decided that  of all people, they wanted to foster a now thirteen year old Jack, social workers almost wanted to ask if they’d misspoke. (Jack had assumed it was a practical joke.)

Claire and George, his new “parents,” were patient. They said he didn’t have to call them mum or dad, that even after they officially adopted him two years later he could keep his own surname, that they just wanted him to be happy. They moved him to a better school, got a private tutor to make up for lost time, tried to take an interest in his favourite things. But that wasn’t enough for Jack. Eventually, the situation resulted in drastic measures: a rainy afternoon with a social worker being told that Claire wanted to move the family to her birthplace of New York, and send Jack to the school she had attended many years prior. A fresh start would be better for him, they said. As if Jack didn’t know the real reason. He couldn’t run away if he was thousands of miles away.

And that was how a fifteen year old Jack made his way to Carnifex, with absolutely no change to his desire to wreak havoc or to his somewhat disturbing attitude towards other people. Therapists paid for by his adopted parents might say he was pushing people away to manifest emotions about neglect in early life; Jack would just say that he was keeping things interesting. Either way, the next couple years of his life escaped past him, and before he knew it he was in a school office, being told that his birth mother had died.

Obviously, Claire and George freaked, as if he would do anything. Pulled him out of school for a month, flew him back to England for the funeral, and practically wrapped Jack in bubble wrap like he was a baby or something. All he wanted to do was go back to school, ignore the guilt he felt in his stomach for letting them take him away, and go back to what he did best.

Timeline: 

December 4 2001 - Jackson Noel Kelly is born in Sheffield.

2005 - Jack is removed from his mother’s care for the first time. He is frequently removed from her care and then placed back in it for the next seven years of his life. 

2012 - Jack is removed from his mother’s custody permanently and placed in a temporary foster home. He bounces through foster homes for the next few years, including one where he meets Caitriona and becomes close with her. 

2014 - Jack is fostered by Claire and George. He resists any attempt for them to get close to him, and continues to act out. 

December 2016 - Jack is legally adopted by Claire and George, acquiring US citizenship, although he does not change his surname. 

January 2017 - Jack attempts suicide. He is placed in therapy and plans are made for his relocation to the US. 

March 2017 - Claire and George move back to America, taking Jack with them. He begins attending Carnifex. He continues to visit the UK regularly to visit his birth mother, who he keeps in contact with. 

April 2020 - Jack’s birth mother dies. He immediately disappears from school for a month, without telling anyone where he went. 

May 2020 - Jack returns to Luxor. It’s later accidentally blurted out mid fight with Zander that his mother is dead. 

June 2020 - Jack graduates and Leo tells the school Jack attempted suicide. 

September 2020 - Jack legally changes his surname from his birth name - Kelly - to his adopted parents surname, Fielding. 

December 2020 - Zander and Ches spread posters around claiming that Jack is HIV positive and gave it to Balo. They don’t provide any proof for this allegation, and Jack continues to deny it.

(These are the events ur character would probs vaguely know about!!! Anything else is personal info so they wouldn’t know unless Jack explicitly told them. Feel free to ask me if you’re ever unsure if something is ic knowledge or not!) 

05: OTHER TRIVIA

- He has a fairly strong Yorkshire accent which is obviously something other characters would likely notice when interacting with him. So if he uses words you don’t know it’s safe to assume he’s just being his dumb British self so you are free to have your character question the meaning/not know. (LMK if you’re unsure tho!)

- His favourite band is Oasis (closely followed by Arctic Monkeys), favourite film is Fight Club,  go to drink is either a double vodka coke or a pint of Heineken, and his favourite place is Leadmill in Sheffield because it’s where he’s seen some bands (and fucked girls in the bathroom. Such a romantic.)

- Dyslexic, but if you mention it Jack will fight you, although it’s partially why he leans more toward math based subjects where his spelling ability is irrelevant. 

- Notoriously has a thing for redheads, although that doesn’t prevent him from being crude and sexual towards anyone he happens to meet or interact with.

- Chain smokes anything he can get his ratty little hands on (cigarettes, weed, meh) so expect him to smell of ciggies 24/7. 

- Diehard supporter of Sheffield United and insists there is no better football team even though they really suck

- Weetabix, Weetabix, Weetabix 

06: NOTABLE CONNECTIONS

Within Luxor:

- Friendships: Caitriona, Balo, Avery, Zai, Oakley, Lennon

- Former Relationships: Oakley Prescott 

- Current Relationship: Juliet McCoy

NPCS

- Claire Richardson Fielding & George Fielding: Jack’s adopted parents, who just want to love him despite him being terrible to them. 

- Lauren Kelly: His birth mother, who he misses a lot. 

- Violet Richardson: Claire’s mother, who for some reason adores Jack and considers him her favourite grandchild. Meaning Jack will probably inherit everything when she dies, although he doesn’t really think about that. 

- Emily French: His ex girlfriend from back home, also known as the only girl who Jack truly cared about before Juliet. She broke up with Jack for being too toxic, which although fair, fucked him up for a little bit. Not that he’d admit it. 

07: CONNECTION IDEAS/WCS

Exes (Lots)

Jack has a habit of dating people, dropping them as soon as feelings get involved, cheating on them, and generally being an asshole. So if you want an ex for your muse… yeah.

Enemies

Again, he tends to happily mess with as many people as he possibly can. So he’s probably gotten on the wrong side of at least a couple people.

Friends (fake or real)

Like when he dates, he tends to get close to people before ditching them or screwing with them. So people who think they’re his friends but who aren’t really as close as they think are very welcome. I’m also down to have a couple people who can be the few he genuinely cares about.

08: TL;DR

If you already knew Jack at Luxor:

Little has changed! He’s the same manipulative dick as ever except that he has legally changed his surname. Your characters are tots fine to comment on the change, it’s not a secret or anything. 

If this is your unfortunate first experience with Jack: 

Jack is manipulative, crude, outright insulting, and nasty. He enjoys nothing more than messing with people, and often acts friendly initially just to hurt you later. He is British, adopted, and I call him rat man. 

[aphreni]

Controversial Hetalia Meme Ask

Since I don't get asks I'm just gonna offer my opinion out there lol 

 Do you consider the 2Ps to be insane or no? 

Oh yes definitely. I know some fans are against the idea of insane 2P characters but I've been on board with it since I've first discovered it. When it comes to 2P!, I don't think these Hetalia characters exist in the same world/dimension. That's why when fans ask "oh what does 1P!America think of 2P!America," I don't even think exist in the same verse. 

 Opinions on HRE? 

I was never into chibitalia and HRE but one things certain, I truthfully believe Germany is HRE. 

What do you consider a big no-no in the fandom? 

France is a r*pist and Spain is a p*do really bothered me. Fans don't realize how hard it is for France to be such a passionate, loving nation only to live for so long without having an s/o to grow old with. Spain loves children I believe so I feel he'd be so disheartend to hear fans think of him that way.

Thoughts on Seychelles? 

I'll say this, Seychelles was a way for Hima to embody Hetalia fangirls and in the end she was crucified by the same fans who felt she was a threat to their ships. Think about it, Seychelles is cheerful, and shy which I know very well many fangirls act the same way. She was even the main character of Gauken Hetalia which was Hima's way to put us in her place, like we were part of the hetaliaverse. Maybe this is a western fans perspective but the way she was treated was horrible. She deserves so much better...

Thoughts on any of the Hetalia girls? 

They obviously don't get enough screen time and if there was a movie about them, I would support it. But let's be honest, Hetalia is fan service and Hima isn’t obligated to showcase diversity compared to western creators. I really like Taiwan and Seychelles because I think they're like me! 

Do you think the Nyos are offensive? 

I would be perfectly fine with the Nyos if it wasn't for their skimpy clothes. As soldiers, I thought it'd be cool to see them in proper uniforms but they weren't :( But like I said, fanservice, you've got to cater to the crowd.

Thoughts on controversial ships? (i.e: UsUk, Spamano, Itacest, etc.) 

I've never been a shipper tbh because I'm more of a historical hetalia fan. I've never liked USUK or Spamano because I feel these characters grew up like brothers. Especially Spamano, I don't feel right thinking Spain sees Romano in a romantic way after taking care of him as a young boy. Itacest, Germancest, and AmeCan is a big no no for me. It makes me uncomfortable tbh. 

Do you think the fandom is toxic? 

Every fandom is toxic but Hetalia got so bad at one point and now I think it won't go back to that unless there is a huge revival (ex. new season/movie). Idk if I'm a new side of the fandom but I really like the historical hetalia side because they are all educated, exciting and go past the two-dimensional character personalities.

What do you think makes a "bad ship"? 

I can't really imagine a bad ship because if you love two characters seperately and think they will get along, it's up to you. Like Prussia and South Korea? I would never imagine an interaction between the two but I think they would be fun together. 

Thoughts on cosplays using historical taboo outfits? (i.e: Germany as a Nazi, etc.) 

Ugh, this was such an issue in the fandom and I agree, it's horrible. I honestly don't understand why they would do that in the first place because Hetalia disregards the connection between Germany and the nazi government.

Thoughts on political fanart? 

I think depictions of war are okay but it's a big no no to do recent events or Germany or Prussia in concentration camps.

Thoughts on cosplayers cosplaying as a character of a different nationality/race? 

As long as their not doing blackface, or yellowface it should be fine in my opinion. I don't really care about cosplay. 

How do you feel about younger people in the fandom? 

I joined the fandom when I was like 12? My advice is always be weary about who you interact with in the fandom. Some fans may not realize what they spout... 

Do you think certain ships are canon/will become canon? 

No not at all, I think Hima is good at teasing tho. I think everyone agrees GerIta is mostly canon but Hima won't outright admit it. Example would be Buon San Valentino because he dropped so many hints but it wasn't "exactly" a canon relationship. It'll stay that way unless two countries unite together like AusHun. 

Do you think Hetalia is taken too seriously? 

When people talk about how it's propoganda and racist (pfft) definitely yes. People tend to forget this show is based off of Japanese stereotypes and not every show is westernized. If it was really racist, each character would be horribly called out on a past event or their physcial appearances are exaggerated. Their flaws are something we point out and laugh about because, yes, Americans really are too loud and friendly. See? Harmless. 

Thoughts on headcanons about a character that defies canon? (i.e; changing a character's gender, race, etc.) 

I can't think of an example of this but I always strictly follow canon.

Thoughts on straight ships? 

Again, I'm not a shipper but I do like PruHun to an extent. I wish I had an idiot like Prussia lol 

What ships do you consider abusive? 

Again, I don't pay attention to ships. 

Do you think a blogger should have to Trigger Tag a ship or character? 

That sounds a little ridiculous because I don't consider any ships or characters triggering tbh. If someone did, then I’m sorry i have too many posts to go back and tag everything.

What ships do you consider toxic? 

N/A 

Do you think any characters are/will be canonly LGBT? 

Oh yes definitely! But they have to be picky-choosy with which era they choose to be open about it. You cannot tell me Spain was openly gay for most of the middle ages under the Catholic church. In modern time, it's no big deal so I see them willingly going out and flirting or crushing on all genders. Then, I also see Prussia (who is former Teutonic Knight) who had a promise with God about virginity. I think his mindset and values are the same so he rarely gets involved with anyone. It happens every century or so? 

Do you think Hetalia sugar coats/numbs actual historical events?

If Hetalia didn't sugar coat historical events, it wouldn't be a cutesy anime. They have to sugarcoat as to not offend anyone and because the nature of the show is purely comedy. There have been numb moments in the show like all of Davie but that's to show a deeper perspective that nations face as immortals.

How do you feel about Mafia AUs? 

I used to really like them, but realized it's the same thing as cartels and gangs. If someone did a cartel AU for all the latin countries I would raise hell, so I imagine Italian fans feeling the same way. Idk I'm still deciding on it... 

How do you feel about WWII AUs? 

Being a historical hetalia fan I actually really like it. Of course if it's done in a respectful manner. I like hearing about fighter pilot America and sniper Russia. I like to hear about how Prussia was treated like shit because he wasn't the ideal blonde hair, blue eyes like his brother. I like to hear France and England having to team up despite not liking eachother and how devastated England was when France fell to Germany. I also like to hear about Denmark protecting all the Danish jews and defying against Germany. I like to hear the amounting pressure Japan must've felt having to please his boss while backstabbing China and Korea, the people he loves dearly as family, at the same time. So yes, I do like WWII AUs but I'm happy Hima has strayed away from that topic. It's not everyone's cup of tea...

[simplygojo]

killer queen - chapter seven

Series summary : Y/n, a native to London England, gets asked by the legend himself, Freddie Mercury, to help manage the band. Obviously she accepts, and it ends up being the best decision she’s ever made. Quickly she becomes close with each member of band, Roger Taylor specifically…

Chapter Summary : Two months after Queen’s first tour, y/n’s relationship with Scott leads to some surprises. The band finally prepares for the production of their new album. 

Word Count : 3.7k

Pairings : Ben!Roger Taylor x Reader 

Warnings : Swearing, cheating

a/n - I’M BACK BITCHESSSSS!! LOL sorry I was gone for so long but I REALLY appreciate all the support you guys are giving me on this series even tho I started it in January...luv u!!

chapter six | chapter eight 

            Queen’s first tour had come to an end. You knew that there would be more tours as each concert filled up more and more until they sold out. But a quarter of the money went to the recording company, another quarter went to the private jets, tour bus, and equipment, and another quarter went towards them fully buying the small recording studio, so they could only split the last quarter amongst themselves. Freddie and the boys insisted that you be included in the money split, they said that “They couldn’t have done it without you” although  you disagreed with them, you gladly took the money. Since then, the boys decided to take a bit of a break, not from each other, just from making music. Although, they promised John Reid that they’d have a complete album done within the next 6 months. John Reid had also gotten the band a lawyer, Jim Beach, who was a very nice man and was always willing to help. Even though the band was not making music you all still hung out all the time. Roger had been keeping his distance from everyone, he mostly spent his time drunk, high, with hookers, or all three. You have been with Scott for about two months now, and still no action in the bedroom. He has been treating you like a princess, opening car doors, pulling out your chair, alwaysing saying “ladies first.” He was doing all this for you, because he really cares about you. Scott looked at you like you were his world, like without you he wouldn’t be able to survive. And that is the reason you haven’t broken up with him yet. Plus he makes you happy, he is funny, kind, and can always make you smile no matter how bad your day has been going. The moment Deaky told you that Roger has feelings for you you wanted to end things with Scott, you wanted to go to Roger and tell him you felt the same way, you wanted to kiss him, you would kiss him like you have wanted to since you first saw him. But you couldn’t do that to Scott, he was too nice, too chivalrous, too perfect. Despite all of this, being with him still didn’t feel right deep down. Since about a month ago Roger had began to go down a spiral that you and the boys were just constantly trying to get him out of. Roger always had at LEAST one girl with him, you hadn't seen him sober in four weeks, and he was always starting arguments with Freddie. It was driving everyone insane, and it made it much harder to get together as a group. You knew that you being with Scott was annoying Roger at first, but you just assumed since he had so many hookers around he was over it. 

            That morning you woke up beside your boyfriend and smiled before looking at the clock. “Oh crap! I’m supposed to meet Deaky and Brian for brunch today.” You said before throwing the covers off your body and scrambled to grab your jean jacket. Scott groaned and propped himself up on his elbows as he watched you grab your hair brush and brush your hair. “You’re cute.” He said, making you roll your eyes at him as you looked at him through your mirror. “Shut up.” You countered, a smile slowly growing on your face. You riffled through your drawers until you found the sweater you were looking for, and walked out of your bedroom and into the bathroom. It was weird for you, not being able to change in front of your boyfriend, but over the last two months you’ve gotten used to it. You had just come to the assumption that Scott hadn't done anything with a girl before, so he was waiting for the right time. Shaking these thoughts away, you changed into your bright red knit sweater and blue jeans before walking back into the bedroom to give Scott a quick peck on the lips. “Okay, I’ll be back soon but I know the three of us might be meeting Rog and Fred at the studio, they want to start their new album, so I could be late.” You told him and he nodded his head. “Don’t know how I’ll survive.” He said through a toothy grin. He always seemed to be in a happy mood, sometimes it was just plain obnoxious, but you just assumed he was an optimist. You shot him a grin back and then walked towards the front door, your fake grin instantly dropping once your back was turned. After you put on you shoes and walked out, you got in your car and drove to the small diner where you were meeting John and Brian. On your drive you began to think about Scott, you don’t think you’ve ever actually seen him in any mood other than insanely happy and upbeat. You realized that you barely even know him, he was just some stranger you met at a concert. By the time you got to the diner, you had made a decision that you had been thinking about for a month now. 

          Once you got there you parked your car and walked in, seating yourself at a booth. After a few minutes of you looking at the menu you heard the chime of the door opening and you glanced over your shoulder to see your two friends walking towards you. “Hello there.” You said as you watched Brian slide into the seat in front of you, while Deaky sat beside him. “Hey y/n!” Deaky said happily as the waitress handed them their menus. “Hey, I-” You interrupted yourself for a moment and then looked at the two boys. “Guys I need to confess something.” Brian and Deaky looked at each other and then back at you. “Alright then, what is it.” Brian said as he picked up the menu. “Is it about Rog..?” Deaky asked as he raised an eyebrow. You didn’t respond for a moment, until you let out a sigh. “Kind of..uh, I don’t-actually, no, it's about Scott.” You told them as you took a sip of your crappy coffee. “I think I’m going to break up with him.” You said, feeling a weight being lifted from your shoulders. “About time y/n.” Deaky said giving you a small smile as he finished reading the menu. “ None of us really liked him all that much anyways.” Brian laughed. “Yeah, he always seemed a bit too upbeat for my liking.” Deaky added just before the waitress came up to your table. The nice young girl took all three of your orders and then let you be. “So y/n, does this sudden decision have anything to do with a certain drummer I know?” Brian asked as he moved his tea bag around in the gray-blue mug. “No it does not, and this decision is not sudden I just haven’t told you two about it yet.” You quickly corrected Brian. “I’ve been debating this for a month now, I just don’t feel the connection I think that two people should feel when I’m with Scott. Don’t get me wrong, he is probably the nicest and funniest guy I’ve ever met, but it just, ugh! It doesn’t feel right with him. You know? It almost feels as if we’d be better off as friends.” Both boys nodded, even though they probably didn’t know what you meant by that, but they knew that it was best to let you go on. “When are you going to do it then?” Deaky asked you, you shrugged in response. “I should do it today, it’s just cruel to lead someone on for that long.” You added wrapping your cold hands around your mug. The waitress came back to your table with the three plates of food, it all smelling of the most delicious breakfast foods. There wasn’t much talking while the three of you ate, but it was never an awkward silence with those boys, they were like the older brothers you never had, and sometimes the older brothers you never wanted. But all in all, you would trust these boys with your life. At the end of your meal you put both your hands flat on the table and stood up. “I need to do it now, if I’m going to break up with Scott, it has to be now or else I will chicken out.” You said as you looked down at the two of them. “You’re good with paying for the meal, right?” You said with a sly smirk as you grab your car keys out of your pocket. Both their mouths opened and you laughed. “ Hey! I’m kidding! Here’s £6, I’ll see you guys later!” You said, waving to them as you left the diner and briskly walked towards your car.

            Once you finally got back to your flat, after a drive that felt like seconds, you tossed your jacket onto the couch and dropped the keys onto the counter. “Scott?!” You called looking around the flat. “In the kitchen y/n.” He responded. You walked into the kitchen and looked at him, he was making himself a cup of tea as he smiled over to you. “That was a quick brunch.” He said with a small chuckle. You didn’t want to do this to him, he did nothing wrong, all he did was be kind to you, but he just wasn’t the right person you felt like you should be with. You decided to simply rip off the bandaid. “Scott I think we should break up.” You said quickly, the chipper smile quickly fading from his face. “It’s not you Scott, it’s fully me, I just-” Scott interrupted you. “You’re in love with Roger.” He said quickly which made you furrow your eyebrows and quickly deny it. “What?! No!” You said causing Scott to run his hands over his face in frustration. “Then you found out.” He said, you had absolutely no clue what he was talking about but you nodded, deciding to see what he meant by that. “Yeah, I-I did find out.” You said as you slowly walked towards him. He dumped his tea down the sink and ran one hand through his hair. “Look y/n, I didn���t tell you about her because I didn’t want to hurt yo-“ Your eyes widened and you could feel your body fill with rage. “Hold on a moment, you’re cheating on me?!” You yelled in disbelief. “You said you found out?!” He yelled, obviously confused. “I was lying to make breaking up with you easier on me!” You pinched the brim of your nose as you began to think, the rage simmering down quickly. “Wait hold on...is this why you wouldn’t sleep with me? You were fucking someone else?” You asked, everything finally falling into place like puzzle pieces. He looked at you in the eyes for a moment, and then slowly began to nod. You let out a frustrated sigh. “Honestly y/n, I thought that you just didn’t want to...you know...because you were a virgin.” He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. You were shocked, which was evident in your dropped jaw. “For the record I am nowhere near a virgin. But...I thought you were a virgin?” You said all of your frustration and rage completely leaving your body. You both let out a chuckle. “Well I mean, I guess this does make breaking up with you easier.” You admitted giving Scott a small smile. He sighed. “Yeah I guess it does.” He agreed and opened his arms for a hug, which you gladly walked into and gave him a friendly hug back. “Hey, because we didn’t sleep with each other this means that it’ll be easier to stay friends.” Scott said once you guys pulled away. You laughed and nodded. “I would love that Scott.” There was a bit of an awkward silence for a moment before you broke it. “Well, I have to run to the studio help the band make more songs, and when I get back later...I hope you’ll be moved out.” you said which made Scott laugh. “Don’t worry, I will be.” 

          Soon you arrived at the studio, assuming no one would be there yet, but Freddie and Roger were setting up the equipment. “Oh! Hey boys, what's up?” You asked them as you set your jacket and purse on the sofa. “We’ve decided it’s time to start working on our next album.” Freddie said, sounding excited. You nodded and clapped your hands together. ‘Well I have some news...Scott and I broke up.” You gave both of them a reassuring smile as they both walked over to you in surprise. “What happened y/l/n?” Roger asked, a half empty beer in hand. “Scott was cheating on me.” You said quickly, almost dismissing it. “I’m gonna kill him.” He said running his hand through his hair. “Rog…” You said and he just shook his head and looked at you. “I told him we should end things, and then he accidentally told me he cheated on me. It actually was mutual, I think we’re gonna stay friends.” You explained, which did not seem to help Roger’s anger at all. “No one treats you like that y/n! You deserve better!” He yelled and Freddie looked at him. “Roger calm down, killing him will just get our drummer put into jail.” Freddie said, you nodded in agreement. “Rog, your giving a more dramatic reaction than I did, trust me it doesn’t even matter. Honestly I don’t even know if I ever really liked him in that way.” You said as you looked up at Roger, who was staring at you, almost as, if he were to look away, you’d leave. “Alright, your cool now, right? Good. Let's finish setting up before Deaky and Bri get here.” You said, not even giving Roger the time to answer your question. You knew that Roger was dramatic at times, well most of the time, but it was odd how he acted when you told him about what Scott did. “I hope you guys don’t mind but I’ve invited Paul to come and help us with the first day of making our new album.” Freddie said as he sat down on the sofa. You and Roger looked at each other and then back at him. Before Roger could pipe in, you smiled at Fred and said, “Yeah Fred, that’d be great.” You said before shooting Roger a side glare. He rolled his eyes and went to go grab his drumsticks from the control room. You knew that none of the guys liked Paul, well matter of fact neither did you, but Freddie did like him, so you don’t care as much as the boys did. Finally after you were done setting up, Brian and Deaky arrived at the studio, the first thing they did was ask you what happened with Scott. “So y/n, how did it go?” Brian asked, tossing his jacket onto the couch where Freddie sat scribbling things into his notebook.“What? How did they know beforehand?” Roger asked, most likely out of jealousy. You shrugged and walked over to Brian. “I had brunch with them earlier, so I told them. You jealous Taylor?” You asked looking at him over your shoulder with a smirk. He rolled his eyes and walked over to the drum kit. “Yeah Bri, it went really good actually, he ended up cheating on me and the-” “Woah hold on, he cheated on you?” Deaky interrupted you and you nodded. “Well yeah, but I don’t care that much, to be fair I don’t even know if I liked him as much as I led him to think. So it was mutual, but we’re gonna stay friends I hope.” You said with a bit of a smile. Just then the phone began to ring and you did a little jog to get it. “Hello, y/n y/l/n speaking.” You said into the phone while everyone else began talking about their upcoming album. It was John Reid on the phone, whom none of you have heard anything from since the end of the tour. You chatted for a bit before he finally told you what was going on. “No way! That’s awesome, I can have the boys ready by five. Thank you so much Mr. Reid.” You said excitedly before hanging up. You ran over to where the boys were with a huge grin on your face. “That was John Reid on the phone…” You began. All of their heads turned towards you, focusing their attention on you as you spoke. “Bloody hell we haven’t heard from him in ages.” Roger exclaimed. “What did he have to say y/n?” Freddie asked. “Well, Reid has a meeting set up with EMI records, they want to talk more about our album, and are willing to give us funding for it!” You exclaimed, you all knew that the band would run out of money soon enough, so this was a huge deal. “Holy shit! That’s awesome!” Freddie said. “You all need to look your best, look professional, so I need you all to be at EMI at 5 sharp, even five minutes early would be amazing.” You explained. “So I’m sending you all home to get ready.” You stood up and smiled at them. “Come on! Let's go, you all only have 3 hours to get ready. Roger you need to sober up, and Freddie you need to figure out what is going on with Paul.” You told him as you all began to get ready to leave. “All right, all right, relax!” Roger said as he went to go down the rest of his beer, but you quickly placed your hand over the bottom end of the bottle so it couldn't be tilted any further up. “Not on my watch…  give it to me.” You said, making Roger glare at you. “No, what the fuck? You’re not my mother.” He said, jerking his arm away from you. You looked him dead in the eyes. “I know that Taylor, I’m your fucking assistant, so give me the beer so you don’t fuck up this oppertunity for the rest of us by showing up to the meeting drunk.” You brutally explained to him, causing everyone to go into an awkward silence. 

          “All right well I’m gonna head out.” Brian said, breaking the awkward silence, the other two following behind him. You crossed your arms and sighed as Roger put the half full beer bottle down on the small table. “Look Rog, I don’t know what has been going on with you since the end of the tour, but it needs to end soon. I’ve been trying to help-” Roger interrupted with a scoff. “Are you joking? This is all your fault, y/n.” He grabbed his beer bottle from the table and turned his back to you. You scoffed right back at him. “How the hell is your downward spiral my fault?” You said angrily. Roger turned back around to face you, and if looks could kill his would, his eyes felt like daggers staring into yours. “Do you have no memory of the tour y/n? Do you not remember the early morning coffees, the afternoon naps we took together? Or maybe you’ve forgotten about what almost happened backstage at our concert in Miami?” You stood there as these memories flooded back to you. It’s almost as if you blocked them out when you began to think that nothing would happen with Roger. You remembered how he would bring you a coffee every morning, even if he didn’t get one himself. You remembered how before the concert started and after you had finished setting up, you and him would lay in the dressing room and just fall asleep. You remembered the way he looked at you when it got later into the night, how your heart skipped a beat every time you caught him looking at you while he was performing. You never thought anything of these actions because...well because it was Roger Taylor! Roger was usually drunk and had hookers and was always out into the early mornings. You felt you heart drop as you remembered laying in your bed after meeting Scott and dreaming of what would have happened if Roger had feelings for you. “I have never gotten that close to someone in that way, ever, and when I finally worked up the courage-” “Rog you never need courage, your the most outgoing man I know.” You countered. “With you it’s different, it’s always different.” He told you slowly shaking his head. “It doesn’t matter now, I’ve gone through so many girls since then I don’t even remember what that feeling was like.” You knew he was lying, it was so easy to tell with him, but you didn’t say anything. “I’m sorry Rog…” You apologized sincerely. He nodded. “It’s also my fault for thinking I had a chance with you anyways, your killer y/n, Scott was a lucky guy.” He said before giving you a sad smile and walking out the door. You stood in your place for a moment, shocked as you realized that Roger had completely fallen for you, at the exact same time you had fallen for him. But you were stupid enough to completely ignore the signs that Roger was giving you. You have never felt this stupid on your life. You shook yourself out of this thought train and chased him outside. He was about to get into his car, with one hand on the open drivers door. “Roger!” You shouted causing him to turn around to face you, his one hand resting on his car. “You’ll always have a chance with me.” You told him, completely serious.

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[keeperofssouls]

1, 7, 9, 13, 17, 19, 26, 29, 30, 31, 32, 36, 40, 41, 51, 52, 55, 56, 57, 59, 63, 81, 92, 104, 106, 119, 120, 121, 123, 153, 162, and 238 please baby :) also sorry it’s so long hehe

1- How are you? 

tired but happy to be with my girl and v in love hehehe 

7- Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality:

aries and hmm idk some times i can totally see myself in my zodiac sign and other times i just like ~cant~ at all but at the end of the day i think im such an aries in so many ways haha

9- What is one thing you would like to accomplish before your next birthday?

better mental health 

13- If you could change your eye color, would you?

prob would to blue

17- Say 8 facts about your body: 

idek what to do for this haha so: 5′ 4 1/2-3/4”, 8.5 shoe size, curly hair, dark brown eyes, brown hair, and enjoy two random facts about ur body because i cant think of anymore and im only at 6 haha 1. Babies are born with 300 bones – adults have 206. 2. You are taller in the morning than you are at night. hehehe

19- Do you have any piercings?

yes ma’am one per earlobe hehe

26- Something you are working on right now:

college apps *finger guns*

29- What would you say is your best quality?

probably that im v loving? idkkkk lol

30- What do you think you’re really good at?

turning you on giving hugs and listening hehe

31- What do you think you’re really bad at?

not procrastinating haha 

32- What talent do you wish you’d been born with?

teleportation count? hehe

36- Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you?

nope

40- What do you think about the most?

you hehehe

41- Share 2 habits:

procrastinating and not drinking enough water lmao

51- Are you allergic to anything? If so, what?

cats maybe but not sure lol 

52- Ever broken any bones?

nope amazingly enough (have had ankle surgery tho woohoo hehe)

55- A random fact about yourself:

i wear a lot of black lmao

56- What are three things most people don’t know about you?

i write poetry, i started taking french in 4th grade, i like doing the new york times mini crosswords hehe 

57- An unknown fact about your life:

not totally sure what this is asking but ig that ive always been vegetarian lol

59- Five weird things that you like:

i can literally only think of one for this lmao: sour cream on this one pizza

63- A quote you try to live by:

i dont think i have one but “treat people with kindness” is a good rule of thumb 

81- What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die?

between your legs your bed, italy, germany, england, france

92- Say 7 facts about your childhood:

i lived in 4 states, i took ballet for like a year, i played basketball, i was kinda a theatre kid haha, my fam had three dogs, i did a voiceover for a legal video for a case, i used to have straight kinda blonde hair lmao 

104- Do you have someone you can be your complete self around?

yes ma’am hehe

106- Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to?

yes i think so hehe

119- What is your idea of the perfect date?

literally anything with you hehe but like maybe a photo booth, long drive, good food, walk and holding hands, cuddling and looking at the stars together, and stuff 

120- Based on past relationships or crushes, describe your perfect boyfriend/girlfriend:

4′10″, amazing smile and eyes, really cute dimples, glasses, long black hair, caring, impatient ;), dehydrated, sleepy hehe, great listener and super caring, there for it all, supportive, funny hehe, easy to talk to and hang out with, compatible with me aka ummmm you hehe

121- What is the first thing you noticed in someone?

smile, eyes, style, hair (well first four things haha)

123- What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?

nice eyes and smile hehe 

153- If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?

e v e r y t h i n g hehe

162- The last time you felt jealous, and why?

i dont think i have felt jealous in a while so idek lmao

238- Something you’re currently worrying about:

college, life, the usual haha

Thank you for the ask babygirl hehe and i never mind long asks especially from you :) 😘🥰🤗

[lovethatbird]

ooohhh fun~~ I’ll play

Top 3 Ships:

wangxian-- I mean cannnnnn you not??? I’m ship-happy for so many mdzs pairings....like so many (like all of us, yeah??) but there’s a soft in my heart for this og pairing. I MEAN ALOOF-ANGRY and CHAOTIC-CUTIE?? classic.  hualian-- tgcf fucked me up and I love these mains so much. honestly, just like everyone else, I’m angry about how cute they are...booo I love them a lot. (and I live for bottom hua cheng) elizabeth x darcy. fuck okay. I read pride and prejudice first when I was like 12. fell in love with elizabeth’s spunk and was won over by darcy by the end of the book. don’t get me wrong...fuck regency england...what nonsense. also: pass me the tea, let’s dance-flirt, and let’s queer austen bc let’s.   xicheng-- I just...want jiang cheng to be cared for and loved and supported?? and I read a cute kid fic about xicheng with little jin ling and lan sizhui. and fuck yeah cute.  I KNOW MORE THAN 4. I’M SORRY. I READ FICS FOR LOTS OF PAIRINGS AND CAN’T DECIDE. BEEFLEAF AND 3ZUN GET HONORABLE MENTIONS SINCE I’M BREAKING THE RULES.  Last Song: prom dress by mxmtoon. ahaha I had to look at my youtube history for this one. I love the beat/melody interplay?? so much?? and the drama of this song was 100% my drama-mood a couple days ago! high mentions: TUBS were all I was about last week. the week before mao buyi! (since I can’t follow the rules of this post...ah well!) ahaha now I have to add  平凡的一天 by mao buyi bc I’m listening it while writing this. his voice makes me feel like I’m wrapped in a soft, warm cloud.  

Last Movie:

finally got to watching the 2020 emma. all I will say is fuck johnny flynn can act too?? damn. and ass out of nowhere. beautiful. twice over. delight. in a period drama!! ass out of nowhere. damn.  Current Reading:

2ha! woah what a ride. I love chu wanning to the death and mehhhh mo ran whhyyyy. also finishing guardian (soon? I had to stop bc I was rewatching the show and was getting whiplash from story and show divergence). the black tides of heaven by jy yang...it’s weird and good? features lots of interesting ideas ways of interacting with gender in the universe of the book. currently dying to get my hands on a paper book for further tea nerding purposes. libraries help me!! soon I hope!! :( :( :(  Food I’m Craving: 

I’m always craving good bread?? I had a delightful slice of walnut levin from a local bay area bakery called acme. they make such fucking delightful bread. god. I’m a sucker for good bread.  People I’d Like To Get To Know Better: 

YOU~ lol I’m newer to tumblr (yeah~~ lol I realize I’m late) and don’t know that many folks on here yet. but I LOVE the fan content~~ and just how nice?? folks in the cql/mdzs fandom on here generally seem?? so if you’re reading this and you do it, tag me!! I wanna see your answers!!  I’ll tag a folks in case you’re into it (excuse me for tagging some of you even tho we haven’t actually interacted-- :D!!) @hexenmeisterer @touchmycoat @sansatully @illyrianswingspan @indocilidadreflexiva @pumpkinpaix and tagging @wangxianbunnydoodles where I saw this prompt!