#primruesabcd

[free-to-be-no-one-but-mee]

WIP Whenever

tagged by @dear-massacre <3 finally back to writing a lil so this is real fun but also... i have enough to have to debate WHAT to put here!!!!! finally settled on this which is from the beginning of my next fic

Before he’s even fully conscious, he knows he’s in the hospital. He sits up before he opens his eyes, and then the urge to get away is trumped by the pain. He yelps and sucks in a breath.  “Hey—”  The word is so loud, Stiles slams his bandaged hands against his ears. He can hear too much anyway: the scrape of a chair, a scissor cutting a bandaid, packaging being ripped open, shuffling feet, low voices, machines beeping, machine whirring, hair swaying, breaths, bowel movements, heartbeats.  He throws his eyes up and stares at Derek’s chest, his heartbeat thrumming loudly and he knows it’s his, but because he’s wearing one of those stupid henleys, he can confirm it with the tiny vibrations that make the fabric move with each beat. He closes his eyes again and wills it all away, this isn’t happening, this isn’t real, he can’t hear any of it, and with a screech like a car going 100 to 0, all sound sweeps up and goes back to normal. He takes a deep breath through his nose and… antiseptic, feet sweat, candy worms, green banana, puss, gravel, grass, orchids, blood. “No,” he says and shakes his head, then all of him is shaking.  “Stiles.” He stills, breath heavy, his machine screaming.  “It just took. You’re still hurt. You must be still.”  What does he mean, took? Nothing can take because Derek sure as fuck didn’t turn him. “I hate you,” Stiles whispers as he lies back down, a stabbing pain in his back jolting him before he feels Derek’s hand on his arm, soaking up the worst of it.  “Yeah, okay.” Stiles hadn’t realized just how much his body was hurting before Derek started draining it away and when he stops a few moments later, panting and breathing heavily, it all hits him so fast and hard he screams.  “They’re going to give you medication.” Derek’s voice, a whisper in his ear but from far away. “It’s not going to work.”

low pressure tagging @primruesabcd

[arleney]

Tagged by the ever-delightful @winterrose527 , who also recently gave me some thoughtful and helpful advice.

Do you make your bed? Never.

Favorite number? 3 but also 5.

What’s your job? I project manage a clinical trial at a nearby university.

If you could go back to school, would you? Absolutely not, never ever.

Can you parallel park? Yes! I was pretty bad at it until I moved to Philly, and then I had to learn immediately.

Do you think aliens are real? Yes but I don’t think they’re around. I also can’t imagine what they would be like.

Can you drive a manual car? I used to be able to so I could probably figure it out after stalling a few times.

What’s your guilty pleasure? Almonds.

Tattoos? No, maybe one day though. I like temporary tattoos.

Favorite color? Green.

Do you like puzzles? I like puzzles like wordle and sudoku a lot. I haven’t had fun with puzzles from a box.

Any phobias? No, but I am afraid of heights. I will get on the Ferris wheel with you but my eyes will look a bit wild when we’re up there.

Favorite childhood sport? I’m not sure what this means but I played tennis as a child and I had a good time.

Do you talk to yourself? Yes, all the time.

Tagging (no pressure!) @colubrina @fullyvisible @primruesabcd @fredmionedraco @like-a-million-suns @ace-and-ranty @thehummingbirdsmatter

[tomriddlejustposted]

I haven't done a tag game in so long partly due to my absence from tumblr but here goes, ty to @multiversalfandomwriter222 for tagging me <3

Three Ships: Tomarry/Harrymort, Eruri, 10/Rose

Last song: Ceux qui rêvent by Pomme

Last Book: Currently reading Danse Macabre by RareAvian on Ao3 and She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan irl

Last Movie: Everything Everywhere All at Once

Currently Consuming: A ridiculous amount of jam and the tv shows Girl from Nowhere and Killing Eve

Currently Craving: anything fizzy and fruity, downfall of the patriarchy, and an end to my exams 🥲

Tagging @alittlebitofharrypotterinmylife @brug-spray @livinlavidaliz @imamagicmuffin @curiouselfqueen @tynamomaniac @lillianlefay @primruesabcd

[pixieliciousnippletassles]

@lqtraintracks @primruesabcd @sheiswrappedinrainbows @honeyrumdecisions @nakiteers @elskanellis

hello beloveds ☺️

[meowmerson]

Did u know you're an angel?

uM?????????? i think u r talking to UR REFLECTION????????????????????????? BECAUSE IF ANYONE IS THE ANGEL???? ITS U????

[curiouselfqueen]

For anon and Tumblr Tuesday

My Tumblr Crushes:

@mechengmama

@captofthesswolfstar

@disneyprinceronweasley

@ash-castle 

@littleredsiren3101

@primruesabcd

@todaysthemeisthemes

@thisiswhymomworries

@valarm0rghvlis

[littlemulattokitten]

I'm all for enabling muahahaha so if you'd like more pairings I'd love to see some Fremione! >:D

Prim!!!

Ohh I hadn’t considered Fremione. Are you opposed to her dating both twins? Because the twins could totally work for one of the AUs on my list…

(TUMBLR I WASNT DONE WITH THOSE TAGS TF WAS THAT EARLY PosT - smh)

[winter-seance]

Omg these tags via @primruesabcd:

#honestly#this quote makes me so happy#as a kid I related more to the Rose aspect of the show#being a teen without direction or not even knowing if I could expect more#but as an adult....my god Donna Noble just breaks my heart sometimes#that feeling of not being enough when you and everyone else put value into what job you have or if you even have one#she doesn't say that she isn't special because of lack of smarts or talent#not outright#she doesn't say she's working as a temp#she says I AM a temp#like she as a person is only what her job is#and her job is only temporary#nothing solid#it doesn't require much skill to her and the rest of the world#and my gooooood#that must chip away your self-esteem so much#but then she is the most important person in the whole of creation#because of who she truly is#not her job or whatever#but because of who she is as a person#because there's so much more to her than her job#aaaaahhhh#getting so emotional about this because the world is just so tough sometimes#and then i remember this quote#and i remember that ones value isn't what you do for work#you're so much more than that

I feel that in my soul

Doctor Who | 4.11 Turn Left

[calebski]

🌼~BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out.~🌼

[nyangibun]

For The 100 = Bellamy Blake?? :))

CHA-CHING!!! 

Of course he’s my one true love. That man is everything

So do you want a pic spam?? Ship/character? ^_^ 

[free-to-be-no-one-but-mee]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by the wonderful @dear-massacre

and this week i actually have a wip i can share something from 😭

“What do you need me to do?” Stiles asked. Derek sobbed a loud, “Leave.”  For a brief moment, Stiles sat very still and processed this request. He wasn’t entirely sure that was a good idea, and he took a breath to voice this concern. But Derek cried, “Please,” before Stiles has time to do so. Instantly, then, Stiles got up and left.  He shut the door to the bedroom softly and took a step back, staring at it. His heart vibrated in his chest and he wanted nothing more than to wrap Derek up in his arms and keep him safe forever. That this was what he needed and not the literal exact opposite made Stiles’ entire insides hurt. He didn’t think it was him, but a part of him knew that they’d probably gone too hard, too fast, and he hadn’t advocated enough to slow down.  He heard Derek sob through the door and realized he was standing flexing his hands into fists. Did Derek want him to leave, literally?

a little ANGSTY in one of the upcoming chapters of calling out your name!

low pressure tagging @primruesabcd (i dont fucking know anyone else who writes <3)

[arleney]

Tag Game!!

Tagged by: the illustrious @woodswit

Name: Arlene

Pronouns: she/her

Where do you call home: Maryland, USA

Favorite animal: Birds! Finches and crows and raptors and parrots and this isn’t narrowing it down. Specifically, let’s say the cardinal that hung out on a branch by my window while I was working earlier.

Cereal of choice: I don’t eat a lot of cereal but Reeses Puffs popped in my head.

Visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner: Kinesthetic. I like to pretend I’m a visual learner but I’ve played myself too many times.

First pet: We got a cat when I was a child and that’s how we learned I was deathly allergic to cats.

Favorite scent: I don’t wear scents and I’m not familiar with them, so I’m going to say that smell in the air when autumn is turning into winter.

Do you believe in astrology: I guess? People use it when interacting with the world and other people, so it’s real enough. There was some sort of convergence on the winter solstice in 2020 and my life has never been the same.

How many playlists do you have on your music service of choice: All my music is on my phone. I only have 2 playlists which is definitely weird of me. In my defense my phone was doing something annoying last year so I deleted most of them. I mostly listen to albums.

Sharpies or highlighters: I don’t use these generally but I used a sharpie today to put my name on something that’s going in the office fridge so we’ll say that.

Song that makes you cry: Reflection from Mulan

Song that makes you happy: Suavemente by Elvis Crespo

and finally, do you write/draw/create: I do not! I wish I could. I rely on others to create and then I feast.

Tagging: @colubrina @fullyvisible @primruesabcd @weareasthestars @like-a-million-suns @impatient14 @ace-and-ranty and anyone who wants to play

[hermioneficrecs]

Fic Rec #178

Value and Worth by Primrue

Hermione x Barty Crouch Jr

Through ways no one knows, Bartemius Crouch Jr is back. His soul was returned to his body and now people want to know how. Hermione is tasked to find out the answer, but will her time spent with the former Death Eater really get her any closer to the truth, or will it only serve to make her realise something about herself instead?

WIP as of 7/7/17

[hp-positivityproject]

Primruesabcd

@primruesabcd deserves so much love for the positivity and beautiful writing. She's also an incredible friend

[disillusionist9]

Oooh, another one! 6. “Shit, are you bleeding?!” Luna x Theodore

thank you, prim. and a very Happy Birthday to @colubrina

FirefliesCircadian, Chapter 3

He did not know when he started associating moonlight with her hair. Maybe after he heard her name and snorted at the frankly obvious implications it held. Or was it the first time he’d been wandering the corridors trying to calm his mind and ran across her sitting on a courtyard windowsill, bare toes skimming the snow atop a bush below? Could it have been the first time he passed a memory from his temple to hers, a safe vessel to carry detailed plans from one side to the other, saving dozens of lives every time they met? It didn’t matter. She was the light to his darkness.

And he wanted all of her for himself.

Luna didn’t question Theo when he left her a request to meet on the east banks of the Black Lake after sunset. They’d met to exchange information in odder places, and Theo not only suspected but knew in his bones that either the castle or the meddlesome Headmaster were making it easier for their meetings to happen. For that reason he felt a lining of guilt build in his stomach and rise in his throat, irritating the ulcer Pomfrey had diagnosed two months ago. She’d tutted and implored him to try to be more conscious of his eating habits. One eyebrow lifted, he’d buttoned up his robes and held his tongue before he’d admonished her for not finding the signs of muggle painkillers and cigarette tar inside of him. And really, he couldn’t force the house elves to make a meal only for him. The castle was nearly ruined now, after hours of battles between students and Death Eaters and professors all on different sides of the same battle, and it hurt to see his second home in such a state.

She was braiding long willow branches when he found her. Summer was starting to fill the air with the sweet rotting smell of leaves stuck on the banks of the lake, and the ground was warm enough he didn’t flinch when he noticed she wasn’t wearing shoes today.

“Sneak thieves or on purpose?” he asked, striding up to her calmly, hiding the storm underneath.

“Always on purpose. Hello, Theo.”

“Hello, Luna. Willow branches?”

Luna smiled at him and kept the rhythm in her fingers, setting another craft down on top of a pile of others, reaching to grab another set of three to braid, securing one end under a rock. “The world could use with a bit more balance, don’t you agree?”

He lifted an eyebrow and heard Snape’s voice reciting the potions qualities of willow pieces in his head, and replied, “Balance and harmony, yes.”

She hummed in acknowledgement and continued to work. Theo liked her silence as much as her voice since she always seemed to know when he needed one or the other. Today his thoughts were loud enough he couldn’t concentrate on much else. He sat on a fallen tree trunk not far from her perch and looked up at the castle in the setting sun. Tall spires reached towards the sky in a stretch to victory - victory at the cost of so many lives, and he tried not to think of those who may have died because of information he passed along.

“Words get trapped if you don’t speak them,” Luna said, interrupting his maudlin thoughts. “Like fish trapped in a bowl that’s too small.”

Theo blinked to adjust his eyes in the dying light, small fires popping up in the darkness to light the few paths that remained after the battle carnage. “Do you have any regrets, Luna?”

For the first time since joining her, Theo watched her hands pause then stop their work. He kept watching those hands instead of looking up into eyes that saw and knew too much. Luna crawled the few feet between them and moved to nestle under the arm closest to her.

“No,” she said, after a time. “The means are worth the ends.”

Theo wrapped an arm around her, the rough wool of her jumper itchy against the fresh scars on his arm. Feeling bolder now that there wasn’t a war between them, he reached up and rubbed his knuckles against her throat with soothing up and down pressure. A firefly that was lazily circling the tall grass nearby made a zigzag pattern in the air on its way towards Luna’s hair, bright enough to trick the bug to come closer. Luna didn’t flinch when it landed, or when another followed it.

“You’re bleeding,” Luna said, drawing the hand not tracing runes of protection and love on her neck into both of her own to rest on her knees. There were still a few fresh lines on that arm he hadn’t bothered to heal yet and a burn from a stray hex. Drawing her wand from the sleeve of her jumper, she cast several healing spells on him, some he recognized and others he did not.

“Thank you,” he said.

Her hands lingered on the healed skin, tracing his scars, too old to be completely erased, webbing over the muscles and bones. The fireflies still wandered amongst her curls illuminating a flower here or a leaf there artfully woven into braids. Soft light from their thoraxes made her glow, a candle in the approaching night.

Theo drew Luna into his lap, cataloguing where she’d changed since he’d last held her like this over a year ago, before she was captured and locked in the Malfoy’s dungeon and before he’d had a chance to tell her how he felt. Words weren’t enough anymore. All they exchanged were words, memories full of them, to help the side that miraculously won with magic he didn’t think he wanted to ever understand. His hand found a hollow above her hip that was deeper than he remembered, but he just drew her as close to him as possible, not caring that the fireflies were making their way from her hair towards his.

What was done, was done. The night stretched before them, blanketing the ground of Hogwarts in a peaceful stillness, and he was content to greedily absorb all the light she was giving him.

[colubrina]

primruesabcd replied to your post “11, 21, 40 (HP ask)”

"All the fish" COLLIE YOU'RE ADORABLE

You know that common room has to be one big fish tank.  It’d be like being in the Monterey Bay Aquarium with comfortable couches.