#ooooohh to be married to him...

[scary-monsters]

every single time i see a sudoku meme i just think of diego 💀 there's something so charming abt the mental image of him as a middle-aged man poring over an evil level sudoku puzzle while he sips on a cup of coffee, his eyebrows knitted together as he's deep in thought... truthfully i think his vision is very good but for the sake of this scenario maybe he has reading glasses too... it's SO CUTE

[honestreviewsblog]

Romeo + Juliet

People who often say 'If only Romeo stopped for a moment and think before he unalived himself, none of the tragedy would've happened' clearly do not know Romeo. Did he ever stopped for a moment and think before he went to the party held at the Capulet's (their mortal enemy helloo???) just to catch a glimpse of Rosaline? Did he ever stopped for a moment and think before he asked the Friar to marry him and Juliet the very next day after the balcony scene? Did he ever stopped for a moment and think before he killed Tybalt in a fit of rage? No! This little sht never stops to think before he does some sht.

Anyway I just wanna say I was surprised that I liked this version enough to watch it all the way through (lol). The modern-artistic route was a bold choice and it was definitely a whole different experience. I think I've never understood the depth of the characters as much as I did now. Probably because from the versions I've watched before (with Olivia Hussey, etc.) I was seeing them with immense romanticism. I blame it on the setting and the vibe—everything feels so distant and fantasy-esque. While in this version, everything feels so real, even if it was far from realistic (I mean?? Who speaks in Shakespearean in modern times?) even so the characters still feel like you can relate to what they're going through.

I think 'Romeo and Juliet' gets such bad rep because people always boil it down to two hrny teenagers who are crazy about love to a point of unaliving themselves and a Friar who tolerated their nonsense. But upon closer look you realize that the Friar's actions, though some might think is questionable, were rooted from good intentions which stems from wanting peace between the two opposing families. I think the movie was amazing at emphasizing this part (the Cs and Ms felt like two mafia/gangster families who always caused trouble and always tried to kill each other). If you have people constantly trying to kill each other around your neighborhood and figured out a way to stop it, wouldn't you want to step in? And if the solution was love, even if it's from two hrny teenagers, wouldn't you just want to have a little bit of faith?

I have a feeling I'd think about this version a lot. The cinematography was amazing, and ooOoohh the theatrics, every single scene just screams DRAMA which is the heart and soul of any Shakespearean play. The ending was fantastic, that scene with all the candles?? Romeo and Juliet both dying at the altar?? In the very same church they married into?? PEAK CINEMA.

[devotedtosadpoetry]

every now and then i remember friends on the other side from princess and the frog exists and i have to go to listen to it or watch it and appreciate it AND LET ME TELL YOU WHYYYYY

the instruments perfectly match every vibe they got going on— Dr. Facilier is a slippery eel and the horns slide up and down with him, and when he leads them into his parlor the horns start hopping with him, bouncing and giddy for what’s about to come. when he talks about voodoo you got some funky instrument that almost sounds like it’s going “ooooohh!!” when he’s talking to the prince and his life you hear another horn that sounds like the trumpet you hear to announce the royal is coming and you should bow. the music sounds so hopeful yet mysterious when he holds out his hands to them, then is immediately interrupted by the BUMBUMBUMBUMBUMS WHICH IS THE MOST DELICIOUS VIBE SWITCH IN EXISTENCE and the whole time it sounds like a sweet Louisiana song

the lyrics DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE LYRICS okay okay okay Dr. Facilier got that sweet charm, the lyrics must match his speech patterns which is why he says “you need to marry a lil’ honey whose daddy got dough” AND DID YOU HEAR THAT SOUND????? “marry a lil’ honey” that sweet eeee sound from the y’s and then the d’s in “daddy got dough” IS DELICIOUS that’s such a good line

BUT THE BEST LINE THEY SAVE AT THE END like this entire time he’s talking about his friends on the other side, which you know aren’t his actual friends as soon as he says “i hope you’re satisfied, but if you ain’t don’t blame me, you can blame my friends on the other side” is such a sick end BUT THEN THEY GO EVEN FURTHER WITH THE BACKUP SINGERS just belting “you got what you wanted but you lost what you had” ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEE SCREEEEEEEEE ending the song with a “hush” is such a sweet notion like he’s saying to not tell anyone what happened in here.

the genius of the vibes make me drool. neon lighting for villains always makes me kick my legs like a little girl it brings SO MUCH JOY. his parlor is full of so much detail, and LET ME TELL YOU THISSSS: often in villain songs they have their minions sing back at them (think be prepared or in the dark of the night or savages) but it’s just dr facilier out here by himself. so what do you do? have the voodoo chilling with him join in on it, then go ham when the lighting changes to bright neon.

it’s like another world inside that parlor, and it’s a genius song for a genius villain: dr. facilier has a sick design, being tall and lanky he TOWERS over everyone, not only that, but he has a shadow that moves on its own and is at his service. his walking stick makes an excellent prop for him to flip around and make dramatic motions.

they do him justice by giving him a SICK DEATH literally those friends on the other side betraying him and sliding him down to hell by HIS SHADOW WAAHHHHHH

and pulling it all together is the divine voice of Keith David. his voice was made for this role. so charming, easily draws you into that parlor then turns dark and slippery and slimy and harsh ready to take your soul for his own to feed to his friends like WAHHHHHHHH so so so so good and forever my favorite disney villain.

[strscrossed]

Ooooohh if mikasa knew he was married it would be so much harder for him to pursue her after their first time together

i think she'd know that he's separated from his wife at that point and also because he's made so many angry lawyer calls trying to get this divorce to happen but lara keeps filing a motion to dismiss divorce and begs for reconciliation. the other thing is that willy has the judges in his pocket too and he is not letting eren get out of this.

and mikasa has been cheated on so she's hesitant but she's falling in love with him so she gives into her feelings but yes it's a lot harder. but she still does it. yes she's sleeping with a married man and what's even worse is that eren doesn't hide how he feels about her either, he drives her places and drops her off home, spends the night at her place, etc.

[miroslavcloset]

Thomas would only kiss Manu = true! But which Bayern players would YOU kiss or definitely not kiss?

OOOOOHH this is the ask i've always wanted pls send more I'm begging

*clears throat* Ok, so. Long post under the cut and yes, I rated ALL bayern players in terms of would or wouldn't kiss, enjoy.

Manuel Neuer = 100% Would kiss and hug and tell him he's doing a good job Yann Sommer= 100% Would kiss. He has that... idk, that laid-back guy energy and ofc the good looks, he's like a guilty pleasure to me Sven Ulreich= Ulle is ok, but neh, he is a little bit like that weird uncle you never talk to Johannes Schenk= Only in the forehead, he's still baby Matthijs de Ligt= Yup. Actually, I find him more adorable than sexy, but I still would kiss. Dayot Upamecano= He is so committed to the team, I want to kiss him in the forehead. Lucas Hernández= Never. Next Daley Blind= Don't know him enough, sorry :c João Cancelo= 75% Would kiss, I loved the cheeky attitude he brings with him lol Benjamin Pavard= 100% Would kiss GIMME THE BENJI I'll show the french boi how the latinas kiss <3 Noussair Mazraoui= He has the looks and i like that, would kiss. Josip Stanisic= He looks really good and also would give him a kiss bc I'm worried about his bloody nose from today's match :c Bouna Sarr= Don't know him enough, sorry :c Joshua Kimmich= 100% gimme gimme I ADORE how feral this man is, I want 10 Joshuas for myself, thanks. Leon Goretzka= The looks this man brings BOI i would grate cheese in those abs, 100% would kiss, and more lol Ryan Gravenberch= Don't know him enough, sorry :c Jamal Musiala= Only in the forehead, he's the team's baby and also Thomas' spiritual son, so not happening, I still love him tho BAMBI <3 Paul Wanner= Only in the forehead, he's baby, next. Arijon Ibrahimovic= Only in the forehead, Ari is baby, next. Sadio Mané= 100% would kiss I LOVE him, I would also hug him for a looooong time gimme sadio hugs please Leroy Sané= This man is so fineeeeeeeeeee I love him, and his laugh is the cutest thing ever 100% would kiss Serge Gnabry= You don't understand, this is one of the finest pieces of ass in the whole team, his fashion sense on point and 100% would kiss Kingsley Coman= Never. Next. Thomas Müller= This man... I would, kiss, hug, climb like a tree and never let go. 10000% would marry and devote myself to him. Also would bite one of his skinny thighs Mathys Tel= Only in the forehead, he's baby, next. Eric Maxim Choupo-Moting= This man is so sexy, help 100% would kiss and more

[mirai1269]

Yandere Shenanigans: Adventures of Little Bro

Leaked Plot (part 2)

The next day of school was filled with nothing but torture. Not only was his brother missing, and his brother in law dead, but his classmates and teachers were pestering for him left and right about the incident.

“I’m so sorry for your loss.”

“Oh my God! What happened! I heard there was a murder and a kidnapping at your house!”

“Are you feeling alright? Do you need to go outside the classroom?”

“Do you know who the murderer was?”

He was just so tired, did these a*sholes ever learn to shut up! He should have skipped school that day. He just wanted his brother back, married or not. Since he couldn’t stay at home due to a police investigation going on, he had to stay at Jon’s place until the police interrogation ended. Although he liked Jon, today wore him down so much that any joy he would have felt staying over was numbed by the incident.

He looked over at the pink strands of hair in his hand that should have been turned into the police, but why should he give them the luxury of capturing Leon when he could have his revenge.

Knock Knock Knock “You wanna talk? Moria and I are here if you need anything.” Jon said from behind the door.

“… I’m alright, thanks though.”

He wasn’t alright, in fact, he felt like he was being swallowed by his own rage and desire for revenge. Why the hell is Leon doing this?! Didn’t he say that he was happy with whoever his brother chose?! What a f*cking lie! Bullsh*t!

His bag fell over the bed, interrupting his thoughts, and out fell Big Bro’s phone. He forgot that he also collected this before the police investigation. When he turned it on, he saw a bunch of messages and voice calls from Leon. He immediatly scowled at them, but this could be important on tracking him down. Maybe he could save his brother before he has to resort to resetting time.

The first few messages had no title or context for calling, but the last few messages were the ones that sparked his interests.

“Dear, please pick up, I’m not calling because I’m jealous I promise!”

“Come outside your house right now! Please call your brother and tell him to meet us outside!”

“Please pick up, I have something really important to say, you are in danger.”

“You’re not safe with him.”

Not jealous? Call your brother? Meet outside? Not safe?! What the hell does any of this mean?! Was Leon also planning to kidnap him as well? Why did he say he wasn’t safe with Vincent?! He speculated that he was just jealous about winning his heart, but the thought that maybe Vincent could have planned something. He hated Vincent, he’ll admit, but why would he need to do something to his brother when he had everything that he wanted?!

“The best way to keep a rabbit from being eaten by wolves is to keep it at home, right?”

Huh?! Why did that random memory of Vincent’s voice suddenly pop up? It wasn’t even important because he doesn’t even remember when or where he said that, right? Maybe Vincent did have plans to- oww

As much as he wanted to piece together that was going on, couldn’t think about this any further tonight due to headaches. He already had an ibuprofen pill he was waiting on to ease the pain. As he layed in bed waiting to sleep, he thought about his plans for tomorrow to track Leon down, and there was only one person who he knew who would be able to help.

Reme

Ooooohh! The plot's plotting! I have a theory, but I'm keeping it to myself for now.

I love this!

[captainpulisic]

ohhhhhh she’s done it again 🧎‍♀️ the two good things to come out of flopadelphia: abbott elementary and YOU (notice how there’s a certain team missing from here)

jokes aside, this is one of the softest things i’ve ever read :’) i, too, would love to spend my day leaving kisses all over his face.

“they can have my dimples, but I hope they have your brains” idk but this rewired something in my brain fr !!! you really did that for us academic girlies OOOOOHH and him beaming over the idea of marrying you and having kids and just making a life w you 😭😭 it was too good.

p.s my villain origin story is that these are always less than 1 k 🙄🙄 I need 25 k fics from your talented mind, molly !!!!

My Favorite Part of You

— a fluffy Mason Mount Blurb

Word count: ~700

Warnings: brief mention of Mason’s 🍆 but otherwise, it’s just v v soft

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“Someone commented on my Insta post that I have a tiny waist and big bum.”

You brought your head up from Mason’s neck and couldn’t help but giggle. After a nice long cuddle with your boyfriend, safely tucked in his arms, you couldn’t say that you expected him to bring that up. He’d been gone a few weeks for international break, and neither of you wanted to leave the couch once he arrived back home this morning. You opted to have a lazy day instead, deciding to order in food later and watch a few movies. But one of your favorite things about him was that, in front of you, he could say anything that popped into that pretty little head of his. Those adorable, albeit random, comments made him so endearing. You couldn’t help but love him more every time.

“I’d say they’re right baby,” you started, trying to stifle in another laugh, “even Kim K would be jealous.”

Now, it was Mase’s turn to hide his face in your neck, feeling the warmth of his face flushing and his wide grin.

“As much as I love it though,” you continued, scratching his scalp the way he loved, “I love another part of you even more.”

“It’s my dick isn’t it—”

“Oh, hush it!” You couldn’t help but giggle again, trying to stay serious, but failing miserably with his cheeky comment. Mase brought up his face this time and chuckled at your flustered state. “Let me finish,” you continued after your laughter died down, softly pinching his shoulder as a warning.

You cupped his face and tilted his head so his eyes could meet yours. God, he was perfect, from the freckles sprinkled around his nose and cheeks, the crinkles around his gorgeous brown eyes, his soft pink lips. He was still grinning from his remark earlier, and you couldn’t help but quickly peck the little part of his face you’ve loved since the day you both met.

“I love this dimple right here, on your left cheek” you said, kissing it again. You noticed his cheeks going all red, smiling even wider than before, and his dimple more pronounced.

“Really?” He said, his eyes softening, “I wasn’t expecting that.”

“It pops out when you’re happy, and I just love seeing you happy,” you mumbled. You hesitated continuing, but you knew you could say anything to him. He wouldn’t judge you at all—he’s proven that countless times already. “I hope our kids one day have your dimples too,” you uttered, hiding your face in his chest.

Mason’s eyes went wide and he froze. Once he came to his senses, though, he brought his arms around you again, squeezing you tight. He knew you could feel his heart picking up with your head on his chest, but he didn’t care. While you both were past the “I love you” stage, you hadn’t discussed kids yet. So the fact you mentioned having some with him made him love you more, and he didn’t think that was possible before.

“They can have my dimples, but I hope they have your brains.”

“Deal. But I also want them to have your big brown eyes. That might be my second favorite part of you,” you said, smiling up at him.

Mason squeezed you tighter. “Just admit it, you want a little clone of me, don’t you, love?” He teased. He relished the soft laugh you let out.

“You’re saying that like it’s a bad thing, baby. I’ll have a mini you to hang out with when you’re gone for weeks at a time. I love the sound of that.” You brought your hand under his shirt, feeling his warm skin underneath. “But anyways, we’ll talk logistics another time. I kinda want a little something on my left ring finger before I get too excited.”

You couldn’t see Mason’s smile from the way you were lying down on him, but he was beaming. All he’d been dreaming about these past few weeks since admitting his love for you was marrying you and starting a family one day. This little unexpected conversation gave him hope, and he was relieved you felt the same way as him. He peppered a few kisses at the top of your head, suddenly feeling all giddy.

“Don’t worry, angel. Your left ring finger won’t be bare for long, I can promise you that.”

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Soooo I’m physically incapable of writing anything more than 1k words 🌚 but I hope this makes at least one of you smile 🫶🏼 As always, feedback, reblogs, and likes are so so appreciated :)

[sixtypackofcrayola]

Ooooohh❤️❤️❤️ Lovesick Monkey King and Maquace are adorable!! Can we have MK, RedSon and Nezha affected by a love potion too?? Pretty please🙏🙏

well since ya asked so nicely

✰ LOVESICK (Part 2) ✰

Fandom; LEGO Monkie Kid Character List; MK, Red Son, Nezha Genre(s); big helping of Fluff for ya Pronouns; None used for Reader TW/CW; None

A/N; you can read lovesick for macaque and wukong here if ya like + i dont think nezha can get any kinda sick but its ok :smile:

🌷

-I think Nezha would realize what’s going on and try to fight the effects for a bit, but inevitably he’s done for  -And once they are completely under the effects, they’re like a mix of Wukong’s clingyness and Macaque’s nonstop flirting -Ik I say this a lot, but ohu boy -Nezha isn’t usually super touchy, but once you come around/he sees you he is all over you. Craves their partner’s touch even more, loves feeling you close to him, holding your hands or face -Put your arms around his waist they will internally lose it -They’ll gently take your hand and kiss it n call you prince/princess -He’s oddly poetic with his words sometimes when he flirts with you, expect a bit of flowery language  -Suddenly very forward but also easy to fluster so keep that in mind -Smoother tone, speaks a bit softer  -Again, expect flowers -A little more protective, kinda looms behind you. If you two happened to be in public with them disguised, they wouldn’t give anyone you talk to a dirty look per-say, but there’s definitely this aura. Not inherently scary, but enough to make someone slightly more careful with what they say to you -He seems to smile more with you too, no matter what you’re doing. They’re enthralled by how you manage to be stunning with every little movement -If he could still partially think clearly and didn’t know they were under some kind of influence, he’d think they were definitely sick. Except they don’t get sick.. so after that he’s lost -I’m not gonna say the title.  -Alternate scenario; they’re like half under the effects bc Nezha is just less affected by things like this. And they say and do all these things but occasionally after there’ll be like a moment where they partially snap out of it and just; “That was so- Gods, I’m sorry for that, I- I mean it’s not like it isn’t true! It’s just.. bolder than how I would’ve.. Sorry-” ‘n get a little flustered over what he said to you -Their thoughts are flooded with you and it’s not that they hate it, it’s just overwhelming, all these loving emotions suddenly amplified by like 20 -”When does this wear off...”

🔥

-Someone’s getting a bit possessive  -Will always try to keep you close to them, they want you to themselves -And it’s not really harmful,, they wouldn’t dare hurt you and they’re not gonna capture you or anything. If you do wanna leave they’ll eventually let you! They just really want you with them,, -Not as physically clingy as some of the others, in fact, you touching him at all especially if it’s a loving touch like holding his hands, arm, face or kissing him anywhere will set his hair aflame -And if you weren’t already together, they would try to deny at least some of what he’s feeling towards you and how their face gets so red when you merely lean on them, but inevitably they’ll break as well -Obsessed with you, everything you do, your reactions to him. They’re suddenly even more aware of every little detail that makes you you and he’s simply falling faster -Tries to impress you with his magic or one of his newer creations and if you say you like it he’s beyond happy. I can just see the floating hearts my guy -Will get you anything you ask for. Want this specific item? Say no more! Craving a certain food? I mean, in his words he’s practically a professional cook so don’t even worry about it -Also might ask you to marry them, y’know as one does. A few times throughout the day when you’re just doing anything. Lovesick, bro. -Roll credits -And later would actually approach you with a ring and everything and ask you to marry them,, like, right then. -And if you say it’s probably too early for that he’ll get a bit upset, but they’ll ask if you’ll marry them one day at least because they are absolutely in love with you and if ya say yes they’ll still give you the ring and promise to get you an even better one when you do get married! 

💫

-Basically, like father like son -Also annoyingly sweet and cheesy with all the pet names he can think of, except he’ll actually use your name sometimes -Distracted by you while doing anything. The most wholesome thoughts from this man he just really wants a bunch of kisses from you and for you to tell he’s pretty because he’ll certainly be telling you that all day! -Stares at you lovingly if you’re farther from him, heart eyes and all -Pages full of doodles of you in his sketchbook with little hearts around -If you aren’t together quite yet he will definitely be embarrassed of and hiding those from anyone after this wears off -Also gets flustered with even little touches you give him and he’s tryna play it off but... no -Praises you for just normal things you do. You could just be wiping down a counter and he’d be like; “Wow, you’re uh- Really good at cleaning! Heh-” -Attempts to flirt, half fails but it’s cute -Either he trips somehow and you catch him and the way you look at him has his heart doing flips or he’s distracted by your beautiful face when he tries to- -Will ramble about you if he’s with others even if you’re around and he’ll say the sweetest things about you but he’s been going on for several minutes -Subtly but no so subtly tries to keep you to himself for the day. He doesn’t really wanna force you to stay with him but- -”Oh haha sorry! Me and [Name] are- gonna go doing something right now! Together! Us, together! Going to- somewhere! Yep, haha- uh, my bad but we gotta go, kay byeee!”  -Wants to spend as much time near you as possible, he loves looking at your face and he definitely will say that getting lost in your eyes line or something what’d I tell ya -Give him kisses all over his face he will absolutely melt and be a flustered giggling mess it’s what he’s wanted all day -Might purposefully let you win in Monkey Mech which he would never do otherwise so it got you a little more concerned,, orrr he’d try to play his best but the way you look so confident and determined and excited while trying to beat him has him distracted again ( Fin ~  ✰ )

[nightswithkookmin]

Rant contd. Pointing out jikook might be queer is ‘assuming sexuality’, as though thinking they’re Het isn’t also an assumption. All the members have called themselves ‘brothers’ at some point, yet this is only ever brought up for jikook. Even for completely unrelated things, JM is seen as being “too much”, eg Run yesterday when all JM did was laugh and dance, corners of the FB said they felt bad for Tae & JM was “too much”. This kind of thinking is like a cancer and Idk how army is okay with it

Jimin was being too much??

Jk is his boyfriend, what do they expect???

These people are not serious at all🤣🤣🤣

They feel bad for Tae because Jimin was all over his own boyfriend....

Jimin is the least of their problems to be honest.

This one right here.

He is the one they should be querying.

Not Park Jimin.

Frankly speaking, I don't even know why they are acting mad, like this run episode is the least Jikook Jikookery I've seen between Jikook being in that close proximity to eachother....

JK seemed a bit out of body to me.

No one should come for me. Not saying they are fighting or having issues or anything🙄Just saying he wasn't his usual-

Ok maybe self conscious is the word I'm looking for. He seemed a bit self conscious.

Part of the reason I didn't want to comment on that run episode. A lot of Jokers seemed pretty excited about it... Anywho.

This though. I'm still dead from it🤧

Was expecting Jikook to post it themselves but whatever- I'll take it 🤣🤣🤣

Ooooohh, and JK's mom!!!!!!!!

Jimin Saranghae? Y'all heard that right?

That my friend is a Joker for yo ass!

'He is stealing JK's boyfriend'

Please! Jk's mom is a Jikooker.

She ships her son with Park Jimin🤣🤣🤣🤣

'Jk hates Jimin...'

Turns out JK's mom is the biggest PJM on the planet!!!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Bet she has a Jikook tshirt and a mug

Jimin's Karma is sweet like sugar 🤣🤣

That thigh grabbing was unnecessary though🤭 Probably what got those Tuktukkers twitching. Lmho

I can't get over JK's mom

Woman is so extra omg! I just-

Jimin is extra. His mother in law is extra. His boyfriend is extra. His brother in law is extra. His stans are extra!

Y'all hate to see it. Jelos. Jelos🤣🤣🤣

Imagine Jk explaining Rosebowl to his mom.

'Uuhm... I think I love Jimin ma'

'Oh great son! Me too uWu!!!"

'Yea... no. I think I love him from your point of view though'

'My point of view?'

'I like Jimin from a gals point of view"

'Oh?'

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jikook gay. JIKOOK MARRIED🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Sis, forget the add ons. Tune them out. Let's ship our ship🤣🤣🤣🤣

Only 3yr olds think Jikook are actually brothers. Like what the fuxk.

I'm glad run editors explained for the dumb asses in the back, in the recent run, that BTS are not real brothers. That should end the debate on this whole bro business.

They don't share a DNA. There is a difference between real younger brother and 'dongsaeng' or bro or whatever they be calling themselves.

Jikook is real.

If there's gonna be one last person on earth shipping Jikook it's gonna be me- or JK's mom🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I'm dead.

Thanks for anyone who reached out to check on me this past few days. I love yall too💜

I just had some reading to catch up on.

Let's get it!😊💜

Signed,

GOLDY

[immortal-green-snom]

Whom do you ship Oz with??? I know you see Qrow and Oz as friends but besides Qrow, who do you ship Oz with?

I ship things mainly for the dynamics of the couple, and often times don’t pay much attention to what’s happened in Canon. I rarely ever Vibe with canon. So yeye!! It’s all more to do with personality here!!

(Keep in mind, these are ships where Ozpin is SEPERATE from Oscar. No merge stuff. No Oscar here. Just imagine Oz is still alive or somethin. He’s still his OWN SEPERATE PERSON with his OWN BODY for these ships. Because just..... nopenopenope--)

Ozpin X Gynda and Ozpin X Oobleck or my big ones. I love them. nothing else on this list tops them. I’ve said why i like them both before, so imma delve into how i feel about the other ships

You know my stance on Ozpin and Qrow, so there ya go!! I WANNA ship them, cause it’s one of the bigger Ozpin ships out there and has way more content than anything else, but at the same time I just mehhhhh at it. I WISH I liked it. REALLY I do. but for some reason my brain can’t see them together in that way. They’ve definitely got more of a close brotherly bond to me in my weird brain-hole

Ozpin X Ironwood. Ironclock seems interesting!! There are aspects of it I like, but I got bored with it quickly. They don’t have too much to bounce off of each other with. Ironwood’s SO serious and I think that seriousness would make Ozpin all serious and it’d just be SERIOUS all the time. bleeeeeeeegh serious asdasidnassldnaslidnnsalidn

Ozpin x Roman was just brought to my attention and OOOOOHH. I kinda like it. definitely kinda shipping this. The dynamic of crime boss x headmaster? stellar. both two fancy dudes with their fancy canes and their bad bitch right-hand ladies. yeah, I bet Oz and Roman would have fun together.

Ozpin X Neo. I’ve had some say they think Neo is wayyyy younger than Oz, but I’ve personally always seen them as bein around the same age? idk. Anyway, bet Ozpin knows sign language. Also, Ozpin TALLLLL. and Neo SMALLLL...... LOVE height different ships. Potential to be cute.

When we see him in the show, I will likely ship Ozpin X Theodore, tho leaning a bit more towards bromance side of things, based the patchwork knowledge I have heard about Theo. Bromance good. Love bromance. So i guess that ship would be more platonic for me.

had a TERRBLE ship idea of Ozpin X Hazel once, IF SIMPLY FOR THAT JUICY JUICY DRAMA. IT’S JUST FOR THE DRAMA AND BECAUSE BIG MUSCLE MAN + SMALLER SCHOLARLY MAN KINDA CUTE--I’M SO SORRY (also this was before Hazel beat the shit outta Oscar in canon, so now u can imagine imma lil less inclined to ship this, even if Hazel WAS technically redeemed. But of course--Canon? Who TF is She??? So... hmm). Ignoring Canon, they’d have a quiet kind of relationship. They don’t make much sense to anyone else. Their conversations are mostly in facial expressions. Ozpin chuckling into his mug, and Hazel grunting in response to most things. Hazel would be protective of Oz. Kinda always standing nearby like a big ol bodyguard in case his BF needs him. I KNOW this probably doesn’t make a LICK of sense to anyone else, again, im so so sorry. My ship brain is just weird

Ozpin x Salem but ONLY if Ozpin is evil too so they can be an evil couple (I have a soft spot for two evil bitches being soft and in love. none of the abuse shit of course, of course. tho I’d more prefer an Evil Ozma X Salem for this idea. Like, a version where things didn’t go to shit, i guess. I just love Evil People being in a Healthy Relationship, what can I say?)

Ozpin X Tai: Potential to be cute. Haven’t thought much about this one. But i can kinda-sorta see it. I’ve always liked the idea of Ozpin being like a cute uncle to Ruby and Yang anyway, so just let him marry Tai and give them another dad lolol (could u IMAGINE how shocked and pissed Raven would be tho?? HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA)

Ozpin X Summer: nah

Ozpin X Raven: Things to explore here, most DEFINITLY. but also nah for me. Feels more like a Worse Cloqwork, which i already kinda don’t ship. so yeye. nah.

Ozpin X Willow came to me at complete random once. Now THAT’S interesting to think about, too, tbh. Willow divorcing Jaques ass--or well, technically he’s dead now in canon--and getting someone who will actually treat her right. Ozpin would be SUCH a gentleman tbh

Anyway. That’s all i got for now. Are some of these ship ideas weird AF? yes. totally. 100%. But when Ship Brain says Ship, I often times can’t stop it lolol

[teecupangel]

(EDIT: this was meant to be a reply to @acgames' reblog but I screwed up which post to reblog. Sorry TTATT)

About Callum: It’s not really talked about I think since Arno only showed up during Callum’s Bleeding Effect-induced initiation:

Ooooohh, it never occurred to me that Altaïr meant Sef’s family when he said that. My first thought was Darim had a family too and they’re in Alexandria with Sef’s family because he’s taking care of them as well. But yeah, considering Darim also traveled to England and France to warn about the Mongols, it won’t be out of the question if he sired a child he did not know about.

So… I thought of two ideas that could make it work… mayyybbeee…

For both ideas, I agree with you that the father Noa talks about is a ‘stepfather’ who left either because he realized Noa wasn’t his kid or because he’s just an asshole in general.

First Idea (the more convoluted, yeah, probably not gonna happen idea):

Okay, so this one is because Noa has Japanese ancestry and this is something that I thought of because I did write a Ghost of Tsushima x Assassin’s Creed fic a while back. So the Mongolian Empire tried to invade Japan around the time that Darim would be in his 70s. The Mongols and the Brotherhood would have bad blood between them and we can even consider it to be personal between the Khans and the Ibn-La'Ahads considering Darim killed Genghis Khan himself so it won’t be surprising if an Ibn-La'Ahad (maybe Darim and/or one of Sef’s grandchild, perhaps a young man who has something to prove?) were to secretly go to Japan to help stop the invasion (as kind of like “this is the responsibility of my family” kind of deal). From there, either it’s a case of a couple falling in love in a wartorn country or a ‘oh god we might die tomorrow fuck it let’s bang’. Regardless, that would lead to the Ibn-La'Ahad ancestral line becoming part of a family (most probably a future Assassin/shinobi family line) in Japan. From there, it got transferred into Noa’s Korean ancestors during World War II, perhaps by a Japanese Assassin who was helping the Koreans or… the bad kind that I won’t write out loud. (This one would work with either Darim himself or a child/grandchild of Darim or Sef)

Now, the Kenway ancestral line would be a bit tricky, although there is an easy way out but I’ll leave that for last. An idea could be that one of Ratonhnhaké:ton’s descendant went to Korea during the ‘ending parts’ of World War II when Japan surrendered since there is a US Military Government in Korea after Japan’s surrender. Maybe they’re there hunting down Templars, maybe they’re there to survey the country’s current state and perhaps get information of any Assassins or Assassin allies in Korea that may still be alive. Regardless, the same case applies: either love or lust, a child was born from this Assassin and a Korean that either already has Ibn-La'Ahad bloodline (who may have been an Assassin too that assisted the American Assassin) or a civilian who would later marry into the family that has Ibn-La'Ahad bloodline. From there, we would have Noa’s ancestry. (With additional Korean and Japanese dna added in as generations are added)

Sidebar, this line could be hinting that his grandfather was/is an Assassin since it seems grandpa was also a ‘wanderlust’ which could be him traveling to other places for the Brotherhood (or I’m reaching…):

Which brings me to the other, easier but more ‘no, just… no’ idea on how to get Noa his Kenway ancestral line:

He’s not Desmond’s son. He’s Desmond’s half-brother, meaning he’s William Miles’ son. This would be a bit on the ugh side because this meant Bill cheated on his wife and Bill doesn’t really feel like the type to do that. But maybe, with a help of a lot of alcohol and a fraying relationship with his wife on the brink of snapping because of Desmond’s disappearance, he… had a one-night stand with Noa’s mom? Maybe if Noa’s mom is the ‘source’ of the Ibn-La'Ahad bloodline, she looked a bit like Desmond’s mom? Idk. All I know is the easiest way to get the Kenway line to Noa is either Bill or Desmond and Bill has more chances of going to Korea pre-AC1.

Second Idea (the one I’m basing on… well… the percentage thing and… might be evidence that he is Desmond’s son???)

Okay, this is more in line with @artduringclasstime’s reply:

If we decide to keep going with the idea that he could be Desmond's son, we could say that Noa's mother was half Japanese half Korean - as suggested by that wedding photo of his grandfather - who got pregnant by Desmond at... some point... then married quickly upon discovering she was with child, and THAT deadbeat dad ran off on a milk run. Which stretches me to the limits of my suspension of disbelief, but w/e

Okay, so this would take into consideration the percentages of Noa’s ancestral line which read as follow:

Noa’s mom would be half-Japanese, half-Korean because those two compose 50%-sorta of his ancestral line.

This means that the other half, the 50%, is Desmond’s which… would probably work although the percentage of his bloodline seems a bit wonky to me. If we double the amount to approximate Desmond’s DNA, we’d have this:

Syrian 4% = 8%

British 16% = 32%

Italian 10% = 20%

Iroquois 19% = 38%

British and Iroquois take up more than half alone. British, we could understand, Desmond is Maria’s descendant so… ummm… good luck to us trying to make sense of Desmond’s own ancestral percentage??? (I would call bullshit on the percentage though since Edward is Welsh so, if this was truly accurate, it should have Welsh percentage as well)

Okay, I got sidetracked and I’m pretty sure that’s not how DNA works anyway BUT the main point is that the plot twist is that Noa’s Desmond’s son, and his mom married some other dude to ‘hide’ that she got pregnant from a one-night stand when she was in the US for vacation or maybe even a student exchange program.

This is even annoying though because, this means that Noa isn’t a Desmond-copy. He’s an Elijah-copy! And Elijah is so unutilized already that, goddamn, just fucking kidnap Elijah again if you want this kind of setup! Or, you know…

USE DESMOND’S SAMPLE 17 TO PLAY THESE MEMORIES SINCE 1725 MEANS SAMPLE 17 SHOULD HAVE THIS IN ITS GENES TOO.

Noa could have just been freaking Noob 2.0! There’s no need for him to be a descendant of anyone since the Animus can read DNA directly with no need for a descendant match with the user!

(And I’m about to start ranting so I’ll end it here)

Also from @artduringclasstime

Alternatively, I can absolutely believe that that is Ezio in that photo given the scar and the hair, but there is NO WAY IN HELL that that other guy is Altair. Look at him! He's paler than Ezio!!! And WHERE IS HIS HAIR? The 5 O'CLOCK SHADOW?! Compared to Revelations Altair, they barely look alike! So second theory: Noa's a descendant of Ezio and Ratonhnhake:ton, but NOT Altair, and that guy is instead some rando ancestor we don't know yet.

Oh, oh, oh. I have the excuse to upload this cursed image once more.

BEHOLD! Altaïr without his hood down according to an official Assassin’s Creed artbook:

I hate it. I still want to believe that’s not his real hairstyle. Unfortunately, AC Revelations does give… ‘evidence’ that the Levantine Brotherhood liked to keep their hair short:

(It looks like Darim is trying to do bluesteel and I cannot XD)

So yeah… skin tone aside (something that, unfortunately, does happen), that,s probably the artist’s attempt to draw Altaïr with his hood down. The missing scar and five o'clock shadow are either artist error or image quality error.

Thoughts ond the new web comic for ac black flag?

Someone in the Kenway bloodline is a whore and I hope the plot twist is it isn’t Edward but Haytham. XD

Okay, so in all seriousness, Edward Kenway is like the 2nd poster boy of Assassin’s Creed and it shows. Before this webtoon, there was also a manga called Assassin’s Creed Black Flag: Kakusei (usually translated as ‘Awakening’) and it is considered as noncanon (where the descendant is a half-Japanese student that's Edward's descendant from his mother's side) while the webtoon seemed to be considered to be canon.

So for the webtoon, I have dipped my feet in the high seas and all I could find was the Indonesian version for the 1st chapter so I can’t be sure of what’s happening but the main character is a descendant of Edward Kenway and this is set after Black Flag.

Which is a bit weird as the ending of Black Flag made it clear that Edward was returning to England with Jenny but it’s highly possible that Edward is in that time period where he’s looking for Isu related artifacts and temples for the Brotherhood (which included the temple in Alamut).

I always assumed that Edward had that adventure after Haytham was born as noted in AC wiki though but, because this webtoon is supposed to be canon and set after Black Flag, it's highly possible it must have taken the genetic memory of Edward Kenway from the main character and one of the plot points is that Edward would have a love interest in this one and the main character is a descendant of Edward and that love interest.

Because if they were using Desmond Miles' genetic memory, the Edward Kenway portions of the webtoon must happen between late 1722 - early 1725 (at most 8~10 months before December). In other words, before Haytham is conceived.

If they were using the main character's genes though, it's free game 'cause I won't be surprised if Edward cheated on someone like Tessa Kenway. (cheating is bad though so please don't)

Now, one could argue, “maybe they’re using Edward’s remains like what Layla did?” and yes, that’s a possibility. Just because the main character is a descendant does not mean Abstergo is using his actual genetic memory to access Edward’s memories. For all we know, he’s being used to get a high synchronization rating using the DNA from Edward's remains.

So I guess we’ll just have to see where this goes.

But the most important thing:

The fuck is this? Is that supposed to be Altaïr and Ezio???

Are you guys telling us he’s also the descendant of Altaïr and Ezio?! Because I call bullshit on that. This would mean that this dude would have had to have a similar genetic makeup to Desmond unless you’re going to say “oh, the Altaïr genes came from Darim not Sef, don’t worry”. One of the main points in AC is that Desmond is the only known descendant of Auditore AND Ibn-La'Ahad blood (until Elijah). If the main character has the same bloodline as Desmond, then dear god, Minerva’s gonna grab this innocent bystander and drag him to the Grand Temple to be sacrificed instead of Desmond.

Or is this another case of “we thought that Ezio was Altaïr’s descendant, oops!” that I’ve seen in two different official Japanese AC booklet???

Although...

So wild wild theory...

Absolutely not gonna happen...

The age of the main character is a bit of a mystery but if this is set in 2023 and he's around mid teens to at most 19, he could be another one of Desmond's kids. 20 is pushing it and anything beyond that though would be, uuuhhh, possible but you don't wanna think about that.

[the-fiction-witch]

That's So Mean!

REAL LIFE: SCANDAL COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: FUNNY

"Hello everyone! I wasn't vlogging today. and now I am because... why not I guess. I think mostly the camera wasn't charged and now it is so I'm just filming" y/n explained sat on her sofa with her laptop

"what are you filming?" Thomas asked beside her clearly playing some sort of video game

"nothing today. I need to do some prep for a video with mila next week" she explained "Incase you weren't looking or just confused where this strange voice came from, Thomas is here"

"Hello" he waved

"You don't live with me.... and yet he's here again"

"No I don't live here, and yet I'm always here"

"You are, I didn't even have food in today"

"Ohh shut up I don't just hang out with you for food"

"sometimes" she laughs "No today your actually here for kinda a good reason"  suddenly it flipped showing the tv "He wanted to play pokemon"

"Yes I did"

"fun fact I have a switch. and Thomas doesn't so he comes and plays pokemon somedays" y/n laughs "You have a .... is t a Ps4 you have? or an xbox I can't remember?"

"How can't you remember?"

"I remember you going on about it when they both came out because you couldn't decide if you wanted the ps4 or the new xbox"

"I have a Ps4 y/n"

"Yeah" she laughs "Somebody wanted to play bloodborne"

"Not really, I just didn't want the new xbox when it came down to it"

"Yeah and then like six months later I bought a switch and thomas came over and plaid my switch and immediately went-"

"I should have bought a switch" he finished

"you can still get one there not that expensive now"

"its not the thing that's expensive its the games, anything good is expensive"

"Thats true, the switch games are really expensive I think. for a lot of the gams that are on Wii and on pc there really more expensive on switch" she explained "Benny wasn't bad, I got that for like twenty quid"

"Thats not bad..."

"Umm, the Animal crossing was like fifty because I got it on sale and preorder, but I was happy with that because I wanted a little island with all my friends" she smiled "I don't know how much pokemon was, because I didn't buy it. You bought it for me, for my birthday"

"I did, that's very true."

"And yet your the one who comes over and plays it most of he time"

"Don't you like it?"

"Of course I like it I just like fucking around, like running around the wilds gathering pokemon you're like the only one who does the gym badges and stuff" she smiled "Can we talk through how freaking! overpowered your scorebunny is though"

"he's not that overpowered"

"Thomas he's like level sixty-three... you do not need him that overpowered"

"He's my starter he has to be the best!"

"I genuinely believe you only picked him because he's a bunny."

"He's adorable"

"He is, I like sobble though. sobble was my starter"

"You just felt bad for him because he cries"

"yeah I don't like when he evolves though, he was really adorable as sobble and then he evolves into.. I don't know I can't remember and he just looks like an angsty teen"

"An angsty teen?"

"yeah with like the coloured streak and the 'I don't give a shit old man' stance" she smiled "Like you when you where sixteen"

"Hey!" he complained "You're so mean to me today"

"don't like it get out my house"

"What have you got to film with Mila anyway?"

"I have to film, a childhood make up video. I'm like gathering up tones of the stuff we both used when we where like younger, like the cheer lip balms and like lelly kelly eye shadow"

"Ohh my god. I remember that stuff.  remember the lelly kelly stuff because Ava had some"

"Did she?"

"Yes and I remember that like shitty fake baby powered smell that it had"

"Yes! that smell. I never had them though they were always way too expensive. But my friend did and she was just like the most pastel pink human possible"

"it was a weird time... for mainstream make up"

"It was, I thnk its kinda funny because you have what I would say as like a large makeup knollwege. Not like massive but I thnk you probably know more than most thirty-year-old straight men"

"Do I?"

"Yes, due to your occupation. and Ava I think Ava helped" she laughed "Did ava ever do your make up thomas?"

"many times. still does acutely" he laughs "if I go over and its like Christmas or like Halloween especially then she always does my make up for me"

"Awww, You have a way better time with Ava then I do with my sister, but I think that's because you and ava aren't as far apart in age as me and my sister"

"That's probably true."

"Do you have a fun make up memory from that time?"

"I don't know.... I remember Ohh shit yeah. if you can find this I swear to go I will sell you my car" he explained

"what?"

"Back in like school I had a girlfriend... well I say girlfriend it was like the -"

"The like ohh so and so likes you and so and so likes you and then a week later your like in love and going to get married"

"yes! it was like exactly that. I won't say her name but she was... she wasn't that smart"

"Ohh the shade, I think I know who you're talking about based on the time frame"

"no before Issy"

"Ohh! I thought it was issy."

"No I liked her at that age but we were not a thing until much much later"

"Ooooohh so this is a before Issy girl"

"Yes, and she was fairly pretty, but she had this bright purple lipgloss. and Oh my fucking god it was delicious!" He explained "I literally would just make out with her purely to just taste that lipgloss"

"that's really mean" she laughed

"I liked her.... Ish. I liked the lipgloss more then I liked her. we would like hang out and have little dates and that would be all we would do just kiss"

"That's so mean!" she laughs "what did it taste like?"

"Like... the blue raspberry slushies, mixed wth strawberry bubble tape"

"Ooohh.. that does sound nice"

"exactly"

"if there is a girl out there who remembers making out with thomas about that age and had this lipgloss, A what was it called, B hit me up so you can come and punch him for being such a dick"

"I was like fourteen, let me off"

"Fourteen and using girls for there tasty lipgloss. the early warning sings where there"

"for what?"

"You being a horny little bastard"

[rintarous]

If you were Miwas friend I imagine you’d be like the supportive senpai who sees him whenever you go visit and take a small interest in his games he develops a small crush on the senpai that actually seems to care and you ignore it because he’s younger and lbr you probably don’t notice cos he’s at least 8 years younger . And so kageyama on and off pines for his sisters friend and everyone grows up and you run into him as a pro and he confesses he liked you and you finally offer him a chance

ooooohh also like those times where you’d hang out with kageyama for a bit when miwa wasn’t at home yet and you two would just bond over volleyball his eyes would just sparkle in excitement cs finally !! someone else who likes volleyball who isnt his grandpa !!! the last part of ur ask actually kinda reminds me of my uncle who married my dad’s classmate so technically she was 5 years older than him but they still made it work lmfao HKDASKJDHAJKD

[sachirou-senpai]

Oh my lord I forgot to say. I think I dreamt about having a relationship with tsuki. Something about marriage I think? I dont know all I remember in the blonde hair and glasses🤷‍♀️

ooooohh that sounds fun,, i feel like not a lot of people talk about domestic tsukki and being married to him

it's cute,, i really like him as a hubby,, i feel like he'd be nicer 🥺🥺🥺

[bubblyani]

Limit of Love (pt.2)

(Freddie Jackson x Reader)

Part 2 of Freddie Jackson Two Shot

Request by: @97freaknik

Rating: Mature (18+)

Author’s Note: So many Freddie feels in this. Writing this made me really wish if Freddie could have been a better bloke. Anyways, hope this completes the request and gives a satisfying ending. And more importantly, hope you all enjoy!

Part 1 HERE

“So…what's her name?” Jackie finally decided to speak out, forcing Jimmy Jackson to answer reluctantly. But not before a long pause.

“Her name is Y/N Y/L/N” Letting out a sigh, Jackie kept staring through the windscreen of the car. Finding about matters like this never was easy for her, “Well? How about last week? Who was that?”

Freddie’s cousin grew silent, holding on to the steering wheel. With a scoff, Jackie shook her head in disbelief, “It was her wasn’t it?” She said, “No wonder you know her name...” she added, “How long has this been going on? A month?” Nervous, Jimmy rubbed his temples in response. Jackie turned to him, “Two months? Three?” Her tone going higher with each word.   “Six...actually...” He finally replied. All Jackie could do was shake her head in disbelief once again. “And there was no one else..?” Her tone grew soft with fear. For this was not of the norm. Pressing his lips together, Jimmy exhaled. “No one...”

Surely this felt as if one of her worst fears were coming to light. “So what is it? Does he-” she began, “…does he love her?” She asked, tone laced with desperation. Jimmy finally turned to face her, “I just stay outside waiting for him, Jackie.I honestly don’t know” he said,  “He did get her old job back and I never saw him with another-maybe....maybe he does care for her...” he sighed, “I don’t know...”

The pills in the bottle shook as Jackie tightly held on to it inside her jacket pocket. For this discovery was definitely not what she expected.

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“Y/N?”

Looking up in a flash, you caught yourself staring at the mirror, “yes?” Bursts of laughter filled the salon, thanks to your confused reaction.   “See? I told you...she’s off in her head somewhere, or else she’d never smile through this...”  Claire, one of the hairdressers at Lola’s cried out. Gently pulling locks of your client’s hair up, you were still confused, “ Smile through what? What happened?” Laughter exploded around you once again. “See? ...no clue”  Estelle, another workmate, joined in. “Please be careful with my hair though...” your client said, teasing you with a giggle. Shocked, you covered your mouth, “My goodness, of course! I’m sorry….oh… I’m so embarrassed” you shook your head.

“Embarrassed? Or overjoyed?” “Ooooohh!” “Oh...her boyfriend has stopped by eh?”

“Stop it ...”  you chuckled, scrunching your nose. Quite frankly, they were not wrong. It was quite a wonder why your face muscles did not start to ache, for you were grinning ear to ear ever since you stepped into the salon this morning.

Freddie.

“So when will we ever meet this man of yours, Y/N?” Estelle asked, as she continued to blow dry her client’s hair. Before you could even answer, Claire interrupted. “Forget meeting, when will we ever hear about this man of yours?” Brushing off the excess hair off the client’s shoulders, you clicked your tongue, “Oh you know me, I don’t give away that easy” you continued, whilst the others listened to you with intent, hairdresser and client regardless, “and besides, I don’t want to until I’m sure...what if we decide to end things...wouldn’t that be embarrassing?” Sounds of disapproval sprung out from everyone in the premises. “Oh you do think too much...” “I’m just being careful...that’s all” Taking off the cutting cape, your eyes suddenly caught the sight of a walking figure through the glass window. With messy blond hair and plump lips, she looked beautiful, she looked alluring.

With a 15 minute break in your grasp at midday, you did not dare to waste it, but stepped out to grab some lunch instead. Strutting along to the beat in your head, you somehow felt as if you were not alone. Surely you knew you were out on your own. Unless of you were being watched, of course.

Making a halt on the pavement, you bravely turned around. No one in particular caught your attention. Except for the passerby’s minding their own business, and the blonde-

The blonde.

Pleasantly surprised by the sight of her, you watched as she stood on the other side of the road, attempting to hail a taxi. In hopes that beautiful stranger would make it to her destination safely, you turned back to head over to your own.

After the usual greetings and whatnot, the sandwich finally landed in your hand. Excitement made itself known as your mouth watered, for you knew today it would taste better.

Freddie.

“Excuse me...” you addressed the taxi that stopped beside you, allowing the elderly driver to peep out from the driver’s seat, “Yes love, where you headed to?” “Not me ...” shaking your head, you continued, “but she might need this..” you said, pointing at the blonde who still seemed to be waiting across the road. The driver looked over at her. “That bird? Nah..looks awful like she was waiting for someone” “I see...” you muttered, now even more fascinated by the figure who had become even more mysterious.

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Upon seeing your next client standing by the door, you quickly swallowed the last bite, dusting off the sandwich crumbs from your hands.

“Estelle...could you take her for the wash till I get ready?” You asked, while washing your hands, “Hey there! I’ll be right with you...” you added as your client passed by, waving at you. Another cut, another chance to give someone a new look. No wonder you loved your job. Somehow, the salon which never failed to sound lively, suddenly felt noisy in a way no one particularly appreciated. And that reached your ears sooner than expected.

“Ma’am...do you have an appointment?” “I need to speak to her...” “I’m sorry but she’s with a customer right now” “I don’t care ...” “Ma’am please!”

Drying your hands with a towel, you looked over to see what the hubbub  was about over at the front desk. And your eyes suddenly widened with surprise.

It was her.

The blonde you kept seeing, throughout the day. And it made it more of a surprise when she kept pointing at you. Taking a deep breath, you slowly walked over.

“Claire...what’s going on?”  You asked your colleague, who was the unfortunate victim of this noisy encounter. Turning to you, her tone softened. “She wants to talk to you apparently-” “Are you Y/N?” The woman asked loudly, with hands folded and forming quite an attitude. “Yes..Hello! Are you here to get  a hair appointment?” You attempted to be polite, as you extended your hand out to her. Only you felt a stinging pain when she slapped it away. “Pfft...I wouldn’t get my hair touched by your filthy hands even if you were the last person on earth!”   “What?” You asked, completely confused, “I’m sorry but who are you?” Scoffing, the woman answered, “I’m Jackie... Jackie Jackson” she continued, “Freddie’s wife!” You froze, and for a moment you felt as if time froze as well. This was not the surprise you were hoping for.

“W-Wife?” You said to yourself softly, “No...no...” you shook your head, “I’m sorry but there’s surely been a misunderstanding” attempting a laugh, you continued , “Freddie is not married” you said in confidence. “Yeah? How are you so sure?” The woman asked. Your laughter stopped, when reality finally struck. Were you ever really sure of who he was? Did you really ever check? Or were you just fine with the whatever he shared with you? “No...” you began, “ ...he couldn’t be...” “Yes he is...” Jackie said, taking a step forward, “and you should know that he is a father to three kids” she said, her voice growing even more infuriated. “Th-three?...” you asked meekly, for you almost had no voice. Suddenly Freddie Jackson is turning out to be a stranger.  Your look of disbelief made her chuckle with satisfaction. “Well my my...look at this...”she jeered, “…you don’t really know him, do ya?” “That’s not true! I do know him” you snapped back stubbornly. Although you did not know why. Why would you say that? Was that because of the connection you shared? But in the end of the day, was it even real?

“Really?? I bet you don’t really know what he really does…” “Business ...” you began , “…he does-” “He really has gotten himself a foolish one this time, ain’t he?” Jackie said, folding her hands. “Freddie’s a Gangster”   Your eyes grew wider than ever before, “W-What?” Although, as you recollected all his conversations in a flash, it all finally made sense now. But still, shocked was all that you were. 
“That’s right...a cold blooded gangster” Jackie said, “...a charming man like him. He’s greedy for money...and women. Yeah, I don’t really need to tell you about all the other tarts he’s been seeing…” You were simply speechless. This was certainly your worst nightmare coming to life. This did not fail to get everyone’s attention. You felt all eyes falling on the both of you. “Yeah that’s right…you’re just one of them...one of those fuckin’ tarts ...one of those stealing bitc-” “Stop”  you cried out, your temples tightening as you held your own head, looking down to hide the tears that came streaming down. How you wished this nightmare would end soon.   “Oh! are you finally insulted ?” She jeered once more. “Alright please ...” Claire finally came in between the two of you, “We’re in public for Christ’s sakes!” “Well…why don’t you do me a favor…” Jackie shouted, “…and stay the FUCK away from him!” “Get out” Head bent low, your voice was low, but in control. Surprised, Jackie tilted her head. “Excuse me?” She asked. Looking up at her, you took a deep breath. “I may be foolish…” you began, sniffing “…possibly the most foolish person in the world. But I’m no thief...and I still got me pride ….” your words were strong, and so was your voice “ now get out…” you said, clenching your fists, “GET OUT!” “Just go please...” Claire said pushing Jackie away. Slapping her hand away, Jackie took one last look at you, her eyes burning with hatred before she left the salon.

There was nothing but dead silence that filled the room. Wiping your tears away, you turned back to walk over to your client. The show must go on, true. A promise needed to be kept, you must not keep them waiting. But the moment your eyes caught the concerned look of your customer, you could not help but give an apologetic look in return. “Y/N…?” You heard Claire from behind. That was it. The shield you wanted to hold up, felt heavier than you expected. You couldn’t keep it up any longer. “I’m sorry…” you whispered, before your heels made a run for it to the washroom.

Catching up to you, Claire finally found you staring at yourself in the mirror by the sink. Mascara ruined as black tears stained your cheeks. “Love, you alright?” She asked, gently rubbing your back. Closing your eyes, you felt more tears moistening your cheeks. “This…this can’t be...”

All has crumbled down, and you were lying under the rubble, bruised and broken. Nothing made sense. You knew in your heart what you felt, but at the same time, you felt like the biggest fool in the world. But you knew what you had with Freddie was something more than simplistic. You knew that every second you were with him.  

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(3 months ago)

When Freddie visited you that fateful night 3 months ago, it was late and certainly unannounced. The stench of alcohol made itself known the moment you opened the door, revealing a drunk Freddie standing before you. This scenario was not at all new, nor was it irritating. A drunk Freddie Jackson would usually be either entertaining, sexually curious, or just plain drowsy, all in need of a bed. But that night, he was different. He was sad. And you could tell. 
 “Freddie?” You asked softly. Sniffing, he merely entered. You watched him mumble to himself softly as he sat himself down on the settee. Uneasy by the sight which was unusual, you quickly sat beside him. “Babe...what’s wrong?” You asked, rubbing his lap in comfort as he kept staring at the wall. Turning his head to you, Freddie leaned forward, surprising you with a kiss. His kisses never failed to intoxicate you. But these, they literally tasted of alcohol. But they also tasted of distraction, strong with the desire to hide something. And you did not fall for that. Pulling yourself away from his irresistible lips, you gently held his face. “Freddie...” you said, “What’s the matter? You can tell me...” your tone of pure sincerity seemed to have pierced through to reveal a moment of sobriety. Especially when you found him to cover his face with his hands, sighing heavily.

“I fucked up...” You could not believe what your ears when you heard him respond,“I fucked up so much Y/N...” As his voice broke, so did your heart. “Oh come here...I got you” pulling him close, you held him in an embrace, kneeling on the settee as you placed his head on your chest, “…tell me in your own time Freddie...I got you” Holding you tightly in return, Freddie sniffed and you welcomed his warm, silent tears trickling down your chest. As you spoke warm words of comfort to his mumbles, as you stroked his head and kissed his hair, you realized how much you loved this man. You felt an overwhelming sense of intensity of the love you had for him. So much you could cry. So much you were ready and willing to stand by him in anything.

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(Present)

Were you ready to stand by him for this?

Tears simply would not stop streaming down your face. As if a tap was left half-opened in the back of your eyes. You were seconds away from breaking down, crawling on the floor, only to bawl your eyes out for the biggest mistake you possibly have made. Nighttime arrived once more, and the knocks on the door that followed were expected. You knew it was him, for he promised it would be. When the sun was shining you were impatient to see him. But when the sun was setting, you were impatient for answers instead.

“Babe H-” Freddie paused, as soon as he saw your face when you opened the door. The aura felt different, from the way you opened the door to your expression of greeting. Quick, sharp, cold and silent.

“Babe? You alright?”  He asked, suddenly aware of the swollen eyes and red nose that you tried so hard to hide. Taking a deep breath, you looked up at him, “Could you come inside please?” You said monotonously.   With a confused nod, Freddie entered. Although you could tell he was too occupied with concern over you. “Seriously babe …” he began, “…what’s going on? Was it-” “Jackie came to see me today...” You said, closing the door with a swift movement. Tension filled the room as expected. Given his expression, Freddie did not play the fool. Suddenly it was too silent to bear. Scoffing, you continued “…and I uh...got quite an earful really…” you said, “…about who you really are...what you really do...” You felt your tone slowly start to break, “...and how you’ve been lying to me the whole time!!!” “Y/N...” The salty floods were let loose, and so were the infuriating screams of frustration. You pushed Freddie away the moment he tried to approach you. “HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME??” You cried out,“What did I ever do to you to make you do this??” “Y/N-” “You!” You began, pointing at him,  “You’re my first love, Freddie...” you said, “…you meant so much to me...” Your tone grew weary,“just…why didn’t you tell me...WHY?” You cried out.

“Because it didn’t matter” Freddie finally spoke, frustration rich in his voice. This made you laugh sarcastically. “Ugh of course!” You said, “It doesn’t matter, cause there’s a missus in the picture and I’m just one of those flavors right?” You asked, forcing him to rub his eye sockets. Truthfully you were surprised he did not lash out nor yell.   “Was this all some sort of game to you?”You asked, holding out your hands.   “There was no game, babe…” “Well there definitely seems to be one-” “Y/N I love you!”

You froze, upon hearing his frustration increase in volume. Taking a deep breath, he took a step closer to you. And you did not refuse it. There he went, finding your weak spots. Faces only centimeters away, he managed to get you to look directly at him. “I was never fucking around” he said, in a serious tone, “I used to...but never with you …”. You did not respond, for a part of you wanted to hear him out. He took another deep breath to continue, “I am what she said…but this…this was never a game for me, Y/N” Noses brushing against one another, you felt your breathing synchronize with his. “I wish I could trust you” you whispered. This time it was Freddie’s turn to scoff. “So that’ it? You don’t trust your Freddie anymore? Babe...remember...you got me, right?” He said, holding you gently by the arms. As much as a part of you longed to agree with him, you still did not manage to get rid of the sense of betrayal. Shaking your head slowly, you averted your eyes down. “No...” Shaking his own head, Freddie clicked his tongue in disbelief as his hands moved over to your face, “Babe please ...” he whispered, before pressing his lips against yours. That magnet called his lips got you on hold, but you were adamant on letting them go. “No...” you pulled away, finally looking at him. Only to see the desperation in his eyes; something you had never seen before. Those eyes truly wanted you. Those eyes were enslaved to you. Those eyes did not want to lose you. At that moment, something in you released. You realized that it was your own form of desperation. The desperate need to feel the lips of the man you loved so much. The man who made you feel things no one ever could. The man who was your weakness.

When those lips attempted to attach to yours once again, you did not object. Instead, as you kissed him back, you made a decision.

Just One night

“Freddie...” you breathed, before he interrupted you with another kiss. And involuntarily, you allowed him. It was passionate, it was hungry. With the continuing kisses, Freddie guided you to your bedroom, for old habits remained unchanged. “Mmmm…” Breaking away, you looked at him with infatuated eyes, “Tell me you love me” you breathed as you both stood next to the bed. 
 “I love you” he growled, proving his point as his tongue desperately clung onto yours, weakening you by the knees. Holding him by his hair, you pushed yourself against him, deepening the kiss until you both were just one. Freddie’s greedy hands pulled up your skirt, allowing him access to cup your buttocks with ease. When that greed grazed over those cheeks, you did not think of anything else but pure desire. “Tell me you want me…” your demands continued. Gasps made a special appearance as he turned you around in a flash, resting his head on your shoulder. “I want you...” he growled to your ear, proceeding to nibble the lobe. “How much do you want me?” You breathed, pushing your buttocks back, grinding them against him, until he began to moan. “So...fucking...much” Grabbing your by the waist, Freddie answered you, placing your hand over his noticeable erection.  

Just One night.

And it all happened so quickly. Panties pulled down in an instant, you heard the belt unbuckling, signaling you to get on the bed on all fours; not long before his erect shaft entered you. When he moved inside you, every moment the world silently witnessed you two explore passion together, every time you two pleasures one another, flashed before you. You envisioned it all. You relived it all. But most of all,  you savored the present. This moment of pleasure he gave you, this expression of passion he was desperate to offer you.

Just One night.

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Hair sprawled over the mattress, you remained lying on the bed on your side. With your lower half naked, you watched Freddie sit there next to you. His cigarette lit up, he stared straight ahead, smoking while stroking his messy hair. You gingerly moved your leg over to his lap, your toes accidentally brushing against his manhood. Stroking your calve back and forth, Freddie grabbed your foot, bringing it up to his face so that he could kiss it. And he did. He kissed it with devotion. He even went far enough to surprise you by sucking on a few toes. Not that this was new. But it felt new the he way he slowly executed it. As if he wanted to savor it.

“Don't leave me Y/N...” he muttered. Turning his head, he looked right at you. You did not respond, but stared back at him instead. Putting your leg away, he turned you until you finally were lying on your back. “Freddie….” You finally began. “Just don’t...” he begged, climbing on top of you. Contrary to your thoughts, you watched him loosen the last two buttons of your shirt, until he caught a glimpse of your navel. “Please Y/N...” he breathed, proceeding to kiss your stomach, sending chills down your spine.

One last time. 


As he continued to unbutton your shirt, his voice remained soft, “…don’t leave me...” He said, opening your shirt. His kisses resumed, moving from your navel all the way up to your rib cage, lazily pushing up your bra high enough, your breasts were suddenly exposed. The mere movement of the material brushing over made your nipples visibly hard. Inhaling deeply, you suppressed your need for expectations.

One last time.

“I can’t fuckin live without you…” kissing every inch of each breast with desperation, he breathed, “ I can’t…”. Successfully he began to press your buttons with his tobacco induced tongue and soft lips over them; as those kisses turned into slow licks over your hardened buds. Your frustrated moans mixed well with his grunts as he involuntarily proceeded to suck on them with habit. Silently, you wished he’d kiss longer, he’d suck harder, marking you his forever. And you let him do so, enjoying every bit of it. The way Freddie Jackson indulged every inch of you at his pleasure was something you found extremely arousing. As expected you felt his shaft get hard against your knee, preparing yourself to guided him into you.

For a moment, bad things never happened. For a moment you were not lied to. When you think of Freddie, you only wanted your memories with him to be unforgettable. 


One last time.

The next morning Freddie  Jackson stirred awake, only to find himself alone in your bed.

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He could not find you. Not an inch of your flat nor the salon was left unattended. Desperation was so strong that even Jimmy was consulted for help. But unfortunately, you were not to be found. Could it be that last night was the last time he held you? The last time he kissed you? The last time he made love to you? Was he at the brink of losing his sanity over losing you? No one was able to reach him, and he made sure that nobody did.

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Drained physically and emotionally, Freddie Jackson was left with nothing but to drown his sorrows in alcohol. But the moment he entered the bar, he suddenly felt energy returning to himself once again.

Especially when he caught the sight of you.

Sipping on vodka, you looked no different from the first time he ever laid eyes on you. That fated first meeting. Setting the glass on the table, you casually looked over to find him walking towards you. To his surprise, you merely smiled at him. But that smile seemed exhausted, experienced, heartbroken, decisive. “What’s a beauty like you…” he began, “…doing here at a time like this?” He said, sitting next to you. You chuckled by the reminder of that line. “Well…this beauty..” You sighed, “had quite the shocking day…full of secrets and…” you paused, taking another sip, “…she doesn’t know what to do about it”. Freddie held his breath, never taking his eyes of you; fearful of the bitter truth that might exit your lips and break his heart forever. “But…” you chuckled, “I realized…” rubbing your face with your hands, you continued,

“ I love you too fucking much Freddie Jackson…”

Exhaling deeply, he surprised you as he closed his eyes with relief. “I know…I was foolish to trust you, I was blind to ignore the truth” you said, as your voice began to break, “but life without you…” you turned to him, “ won’t be a life for me at all…” “Y/N…” he began, placing his hand on top of yours, “ Me and Jackie…it is not going well…” he continued, “and her family…they don’t want me around any more” his voice low with seriousness. Nodding, you kept listening. You needed reasons to be a believer. “You…babe…you keep me sane. You keep me happy” he said, his gaze piercing through your own, “I can’t do it without you. Please…” he pleaded, before you held his hand in return with a nod. The sight of this vulnerable man broke you. But it also warmed your heart to know he was not afraid to show it.

“I’m here. I got you” you replied, your grip tightening,  “But from now on, no more secrets, Freddie” you said, fully turning to him on your barstool “If you want me to be there, I won’t be in the dark anymore. Let me help you”. Cupping his face, your eyes began to twinkle, “What Maggie and Jimmy have? We can have it too!” You smiled, “You and me! We can do it! We can be happy. I have no bad blood with Jackie…and I can certainly love your children as if they were my own” your heart bloomed upon seeing Freddie flash a huge smile of pure joy.   “Freddie…” you tenderly stroked his cheek, “Let me be a part of your life... your real life. Let me love you completely for who you are…Your sanity, your insanity…all of it” “Fucking hell…” he chuckled,  “You scared me Y/N…I thought I’d lost you for good today”. You would be lying if you did not admit you were touched.

Chuckling in return, you smiled back, “Well…you haven’t. You won’t ev-”

You happily offered your silence as Freddie Jackson kissed you with indescribable passion. He kissed you with purest form of liberty and relief, and you felt every bit of it to the core. “May I suggest you two get some privacy, Freddie?” Laughing into the kiss, the both of you were suddenly aware of the bartender’s sudden appearance. “Sorry ,Billy” you squeaked, covering your face embarrassingly.   “Right Billy, mate…” Freddie began, “…another round on me…for me Missus…” Looking at him, your jaw dropped in disbelief. With a low chuckle, Freddie wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close in confirmation. For he had already decided.

“Yeah you heard right! …” he said proudly, “Me Missus!”

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[littlewritingrabbit]

i just finished watching the lotr trilogy, so how do you think an amrev or lams au would work there?

Oh boy.

Ooooohh boyy.

So here’s what I’m thinking.

Many years after the War of the Ring, Aragorn decides to send a group of ambassadors from various places around Middle Earth to Harad to make peace with their generals, because they were a pretty significant force in the War and it would be better to have them on his side in case anyone as dangerous as Sauron ever shows up again. The people he chooses for this quest are:

Santir Belegion (George Washington)*: a man of Gondor, and the steadfast and hardworking Captain of the Guard. He is the leader of the quest, and while he’s still working on the whole diplomacy thing, he’s brilliant at strategy and can be relied upon to get everyone there in one piece.

Gilbert Brandybuck (the Marquis de Lafayette): a hobbit from Buckland who grew up on his relative Meriadoc Brandybuck’s stories of adventure and moved to Gondor when he came of age. Everyone in Gondor assumes he’s some kind of hobbit-prince (as they did with Merry and Pippin) and if it means they’ll keep letting him practice fencing and attending important courtly meetings, he’s not about to correct them. 

Beriadan Aphadonion (Alexander Hamilton)*: a Dúnedain ranger who grew up in the North with his mother, until she went to protect Gondor in the War of the Ring and died in battle. It was then that he found out that his father was actually an elf from Rivendell, and his father’s relations brought him in, so he’s very book-smart but also a bit unused to courtly ceremony. 

Rania Turumélamaryon (John Laurens)*: a young Elf lord of Mirkwood, young enough that he wasn’t allowed to fight in the War of the Ring, and he’s still mad about it. His father wants him to be married to Arbrennil Hirgwaedhiel (Martha Manning)* to create a tie between their families (which had, until recently, had a feud spanning several lifetimes, but that’s another story). Rania, however, has no wish to be married, and so he runs away to Gondor to join the quest as an ambassador and buy himself some time. 

Strangcyning of the Mead (Richard Kidder Meade)*: a lord of Rohan, and a great horseman. His father, having fought the Haradrim and their Mumakil in his day isn’t so keen on him going to make peace with them, but Strangcyning is going anyways. 

Mack-Henry Baggins (James McHenry): a doctor from Hobbiton who travelled to Gondor to study in the Houses of Healing and then the quest needed a doctor so… there he is! He’s good friends with Gilbert and is a little out of his element on such a grand quest but having a good time. 

Harromur Inksmith (Robert Harrison)*: a Dwarf scribe from Erebor who came to Gondor to read in their great libraries and then sort of got caught up being an impromptu-ambassador for Erebor and liked the job. He’s the one recording their journey and also the dad-friend. 

Brimhlast, son of Folgere (Tench Tilghman)*: a merchant from Dale, he travelled to Gondor seeking his fortune after his shop burned down, and because of his translation skills and ability to be very persuasive, he was offered a place in the quest. He knows the most about boats, which I think could come in handy. 

Check under the cut for why the names are the way they are… I had fun with them :))

*But littlewritingrabbit! This doesn’t sound at all like “George Washington”! I know. But the name George means “farmer,” so I used the Sindarin word “sant” or “garden” (I couldn’t find “farmer” so I went with something close) with “-ir” on the end to make it more like a name. Because naming conventions dictate that people’s last names are their father’s name plus “son,” I took Augustine (George Washington’s dad’s name) which means “respected” or “great” which is “beleg” in Sindarin, and then “-ion” at the end because that means “son-of” so you see it does really say “George Washington,” just… badly translated into Sindarin :)

*Following the same format, “Alexander” means “protector of men” so “beria” meaning “protect” plus “adan” meaning “men” gives you “beriadan” and then Hamilton’s father’s name was James, which means “one who follows” so “aphadon” meaning “follower” plus “-ion” meaning “son-of” gives you “aphadonion” and voila! 

*Should I have given him a Quenya name? Probably not, I don’t think Elves usually have Quenya names, but this is the Pretentious Laurens Family we’re talking about here! Anyways, as “John” means “God is gracious” I just took the Quenya word for “gracious” or “kind” which is “rania” for his first name. “Henry” means “home-ruler” so I took “turu-” which is “conquer” or “have victory over” and “mélamar” which is “home” plus “-yon” which is son, and there we go. 

*I made her name mean “noble-lady” and then “lord-oath-daughter” considering “Martha” means “lady” and “Elizabeth” (her mother’s name) means “my-God-is-an-oath.”

*The Rohirrim have Anglo-Saxon names and no last-names, so since “Richard” means “strong-in-rule” I figured “strong-king” would be close. It’s probably worth noting that you pronounce “cyning” like “kyoo-ning” I think? Also “Mead” used to mean “meadow” so I’m keeping that there ‘cause it’s fitting. 

*Dwarves don’t tell anyone their names in Khuzdul, so I dunno what his real name is, but I’m guessing it’s got something to do with the meaning “bright” because that’s what “Robert” means. The Dwarf names we do know just sound kinda Norse so I made his name sound kinda Norse and then plus a surname that indicates his profession is being a scribe.

*This is SO fitting given that “Tench” originally meant a type of fish and he’s from Dale, but anyways, “brim-hlæst” is Anglo-Saxon for “the sea’s burden” like, lots of fish, which I think sounds cool. Tench’s father’s name is James, which means “one who follows” so I just used “folgere” or “follower” and that was that!