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[krystalhuntress]

Riley Williams, the Ultimate Ally

[kipperlillycopperkettle]

gnawing on kipperlilly and ivy childhood friends dynamic

[xandersrailcrash]

"but who had your back when you had a heart attack, cause the kids would start to laugh when you st- st- st- st- stuttered"

that felt like a personal attack somehow.

like Cairo ouch 😭

[rinmemesuoka]

thinking about how fucking good Wallflower is again

[gloomwitchwrites]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP829jLhP/

Hi there ! I accidentally submitted my request without finishing. I wanted to request something with the 141 guys based of the this TikTok. Their kid makes them a note. Them being innocent don’t know what it actually means. It’s cute and funny at the same time.

Hehe. Oh, I love me some dad!141. The idea of their child making a heartfelt card with a swear word in it (and not knowing that it is) is hilarious to me. I had a lot of fun with this, and I hope y'all get a good laugh out of it. Thanks for sending it in!!!!!

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Task Force 141 x Reader (can be read as gn!reader)

Content & Warnings: foul language, gn!reader, dad!141

Word Count: 400

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John Price

John smiles at the folded pink construction paper in his hands. For Daddy, it reads with lots of hearts. He opens it, expecting to find a cute but poorly written note from his daughter.

He blinks. Bursts out laughing.

In capitalized letters surrounded by hearts is the word cunt.

“Bloody hell,” he chuckles, snapping a photo and sending it to his spouse.

See (c) you next time.

John types out a reply. Did you know?

Tried to suggest something else.

John shakes his head, wheezing with laughter as he clips the cunty card to the side of his file cabinet.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Kyle smiles down at the flip book made of sticky notes on top of his packed lunch.

Settling back in his chair, Kyle starts flipping, watching as a small dot in the middle of the notes widen into a heart. Lines appear, forming words, forming—

“It’s a heart with the word shit in the middle,” he says to you over the phone.

Kyle quickly pulls the phone away from his ear as you fall into a fit of laughter.

You wheeze between giggles. “She asked me to put it in your lunchbox for her.”

“She’s four,” Kyle deadpans.

“I know!”

Simon "Ghost" Riley

“What is this?” Simon presents a handmade card. It’s white paper with Daddy on the front in rainbow.

“It’s the note your daughter left in your lunchbox?”

Simon opens it, revealing the message inside.

You burst out laughing. “You’re an ass?” you read out loud, tears forming in your eyes as you choke on your own saliva.

“You find this funny?”

“I do,” you snort. “It’s an acronym. She put periods.”

“Bloody hell,” sighs Simon. “Wonder what it means.”

You slowly slide off the sofa as you cackle. “Get off the floor,” grumbles Simon as you fall onto your back.

John "Soap" MacTavish

“Do you see what this says?” Johnny holds up the hastily folded piece of lined paper.

It’s a card from his youngest daughter. A note she put into his lunchbox. You take it. Open it up. Laugh out loud. You turn it around to show him.

Fuck you, Da! it reads with lots of smiley faces and hearts in pink marker.

“What a bloody scoundrel,” mutters Johnny.

“I think she thinks it means something else,” you reply. Johnny groans as you continue to cackle. “I’m putting this on the fridge in a place of honor!”

“Please don’t, love,” mumbles Johnny.

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[deconstructthesoup]

Random idea for a Never Stop Blowing Up OC:

Mandy Kennington, a woman in her early twenties who's stuck working at a drugstore near Dave's Video World, but who dreams of someday getting the hell outta Lake Elsinore and making it in LA as a screenwriter. Despite her bright, showy outfits and impressive height, she's a bit of a wallflower, and she's currently struggling to figure out a way to end things with her boyfriend, who doesn't see the point in leaving Lake Elsinore... and who keeps on almost proposing, before Mandy inevitably interrupts and tells him that she's gotta take care of something. This goes on until she gets sucked into Never Stop Blowing Up, and she becomes---

Syd Riley, a tough, hardened, cynical, and very gay space captain who's saved the world from alien invasions several times over. She's pretty much everything that Mandy has secretly dreamed of being, and when Mandy is her, she's finally free to be as loud and angry and mildly chaotic as she wants... and, well, it doesn't hurt that Syd's MacGuffin is her cat Moose, who's clingy enough that it's pretty hard for Mandy to lose her.

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Double the Love | Part Nine

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Simon "Ghost" Riley x Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x female civilian!OC Word Count: 2.5k Series warnings (may change between chapters): 18+ Minors DNI, angst, mentions of death, mentions of violence, swearing, mentions of nudity, mentions of sexually explicit content, OC has anxiety, communication, polyamory, M/M/F

A conversation and a confession

Simon doesn't say anything for a while. I sit next to him silently, waiting for the words I know are coming. Knowing that they're going to hurt.

I've accepted it. They're probably going to want to move out after this. God - how am I going to explain this to John...

"We thought you needed space today," Simon starts softly, his gentle tone soothing a part of me that I didn't know needed soothing. "We... I've messed up today. I should have shown you more affection. I shouldn't have let you doubt this."

I blink up at him, dazed and bewildered. He's going to have to spell this one out for me.

Like he's reading my mind, he explains, "We really like you, Tali. We didn't want to scare you away after how intense last night was." There's another beat of silence as he glances at Johnny, still fast asleep, and adds, "I think this a conversation that all of us need to be present for."

They like me.

The realisation sets in like a freight train. They really like me.

A giddy feeling somewhere between excitement and confusion creeps in, all but erasing the sadness I felt just moments ago. Simon looks at me, head cocked to one side like he can sense the heavy mix of emotions swirling around inside of me. There's a glimmer in his hazel eyes as he carefully watches my expression.

"Can we... can we wake him up now, please?" I know that it's selfish, but I need to know that this is resolved. I need to know that they both feel the same so that we can move on. So that I can think and plan and mentally prepare myself for what people are going to say.

Oh God.

What are John and Gaz going to think? The people I work with? I'd like to think that I don't really care about the opinions of others, but I do. Deep down, I do. Strangers can be judgemental and mean - especially where poly relationships are concerned. Shit, what about PDA? That's going to draw unwanted attention and...

"Hey, love." Simon gently squeezes my hand with his, scarred fingers surprisingly gentle against my much smaller ones. "Where did ya go?"

I swallow, suddenly aware of how dry my throat is, and how my knees are shaking. "I was just thinking."

"About?"

"About this. Us." When he squeezes my hand again, I carry on, shifting closer to him on the sofa until I'm tucked seamlessly against his side. "People are going to judge us."

There's a pause before Simon does something that surprises me. He barks out a laugh. A loud, gruff laugh that startles me for a second, almost making me jump.

I look up at him like he's gone mad, and he looks back at me, eyes twinkling with humour as he smirks. "You really think that's going to be what they focus on, princess? I walk around in public, 6'7, dressed in all black with a bloody mask on. Johnny's hardly a wallflower either. You really think people will be rushing to judge the sweet, beautiful woman walking around beside us?"

Well, when he put it that way, I suppose they wouldn't.

"I mean, there's always going to be a chance that some people will, but fuck 'em. I've caught enough stares to last me more than a lifetime. 's like water off a duck's back." Some of the amusement leaves his tone, eyes solemn again for a moment as he adds, "But seriously, love, if they don't know us, then why should we bother what they think? It's something Johnny said to me when we first started going out. I used to get so fucking stressed out about people looking at us and whispering shit. Just wanted to rip their heads clean off their shoulders. But it's not our problem - it's theirs."

I nod slowly. It seems to simple when he says it like that. I know it won't be, but it gives me hope. Hope that - one day - I'll be as nonchalant about it as Simon is.

There's a grumbling sound from the other end of the sofa. One that draws both of our attention. "Wha's all this about problems and heads?"

Si and I look across at the same time, meeting a pair of heavy-lidded, confused bright blue eyes.

"...and so Tali thought we weren't interested, and that we were ignoring her," Si says, rounding off his summary-version of our conversation to a now wide-awake Johnny.

"Right," the Scotsman says, cradling a mug of black coffee like it's his firstborn. "Well, respectfully, tha's a bunch of shite." He turns to me with wide eyes, and I try not to look sheepish. "Ye know that now, right?"

I offer him a small smile. "Right," I repeat.

The three of us are still in the living room - myself tucked back into my armchair, and the two of them sitting on the sofa facing me. There are some important matters that need to be discussed, questions that need to be asked, and ground rules that need to be laid. Things that won't get done if I'm sitting next to either of them. It'd be all too easy to get lost in their eyes, snuggle up to their ridiculously toasty body heat and drag them back into their room for round three.

I need to stay focused for this.

"So, what does this make us?" I ask, hoping that I don't sound as nervous as I feel. I'm surprised that I'm not physically shaking.

Johnny shrugs, glancing from Si back to me again before saying, "Our girlfriend. Partner. Take yer pick," just as Simon says, "Whatever you want us to be."

"I think I'd like to be your girlfriend, if that's okay." When they voice their more than enthusiastic approval, I turn to my next question, a nervous smile forming on my lips. "What will you tell John and Kyle?"

Simon frowns at my obvious hesitance, the movement tugging at the scars around his mouth. "Captain Price we can leave to you, if you're more comfortable that way. And Gaz... we can tell him we're together whenever you want. He's pretty open-minded."

I swallow thickly. "They're both coming over at the weekend."

There's a beat of silence before Johnny starts laughing. "Making plans with our friends without us already, lassie? We've only been together for half-an-hour."

My cheeks heat up and I fight the urge to get embarrassed. "John made then plans, not me."

Simon grins. "I think it's cute. It's good that you get along with Gaz; he's a nice lad."

We're getting side-tracked!

I clear my throat, all business once again. "There's something else that I need to tell you."

They both look at me, expressions holding varying degrees of concern and blind acceptance. They're looking at me like I hung the moon.

I know that it probably won't change the way that things are between the three of us, but I'm still nervous. Because - technically - I've been lying to them since we met.

They still don't know that I'm Alex's sister.

"Did Price ever tell you how he and I met?"

The question hangs in the air between us. I watch as it dawns on them: he never did. Regardless the pair stay silent, giving me the space to take a deep breath and continue on.

"We met over a year ago, when he came to inform me that my brother had died."

Simon's face turns a sickly greyish-white hue. "You- you never told me that he was military."

On the other side of the sofa, Johnny's expression darkens. "I didn't even know that ye had a brother." He pauses, eyes locking onto mine as he says, "But... if the Captain came to tell ye, tha' means... he was somethin' to do with our lot."

Si's head starts shaking before I can even get the next part of my confession out, like he knows exactly where this is all about to go. "My name - my full name - is Talia Keller. And my... my brother's name was Alex. Operations Officer Alex Keller."

Johnny lets out something between a groan and a choking noise. My heart is beating in my throat, palms clammy and chest too tight. Simon isn't even looking at me anymore; he's looking at the floor, the walls, the ceiling... anywhere but me.

"I... how? Alex never told us he had a sister." Simon sounds borderline frantic. I try not to let that statement hurt me; try to remind myself that it has no bearing on the love that my brother felt for me. Catching the look on my face, Simon adds a broken, "I didn't mean it like that."

If I didn't know any better, I'd say he wanted me to walk over to him and tell him that it's all a lie. One big, sick joke. That I actually met John through a friend of a friend, or some other totally normal circumstance. Not via a death notification.

"Calm down, Si," Johnny says suddenly, his soft, placating tone cutting through the room. "Calm down and let our lass talk." Blue eyes lock onto mine, offering me endless reassurance. "Carry on, love."

I clear my throat, hands clenching and unclenching into fists at my sides as I will myself not to cry. "Our parents died when we were young, and Alex joined the army when I was still just a kid. He was all I had left after our grandmother passed. And - when he died - John came to the flat to tell me he was gone." I remember the crushing weight of the loneliness I felt in those days that followed, and it brings a weak, bitter smile to my lips. "But he didn't just tell me and go. He left his number and he made an effort to be there when I needed him. He pulled me into his life; kept reaching out even when I was too stubborn to see that I really needed him around."

Johnny frowns, and I can see the unshed tears shining in his eyes. "But... why didn't ye tell us, love?"

I shake my head, my own tears falling freely. "I don't know," I say, honestly meaning it. "I just... I don't know. Maybe I thought it would be easier? So that you wouldn't pity me for it?"

Before Johnny can reply, Simon is standing up - crossing the living room with long, precise strides. He scoops me up from the armchair, cradling me in his big, muscular arms. I wrap my legs around his waist on instinct, burrowing my face into the crook of his neck to hide myself away from the world, letting the tears pour out.

"We don't pity you, princess," Simon says, his breath warm against the shell of my ear. I can hear the sofa creaking softly as Johnny stands up. Can feel his fingers brushing through my hair. "Just wish you'd told us sooner, that's all."

I peel myself away from Simon long enough to manage two words before I'm burying my face back into his shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, lovie," Johnny coos. "There's nothin' to be sorry about."

Once we've all calmed down, Simon announces that it's time we all head off to bed. It's gone 11 and not only do I have work tomorrow but they have to nip across to the base for a meeting, so he has a point.

As Johnny and Simon rattle around the apartment, double-checking that they locked the front door when they came in earlier, and making sure all the windows are shut, I start to head off to my room. The room I sleep in alone.

"Um, where do ya think ye're going, lassie?" a voice calls out from the top of the hallway. I turn around to see Johnny standing there, his broad frame practically filling the space as he folds his arms across his massive chest.

I let out a quiet squeak. "Bed?"

Simon appears behind him, resting his chin on top of his boyfriend's - our boyfriend's - head. "Nice try. Get your arse into bed. I'm not in the mood to chase you tonight." With an adorable flash of vulnerability softening his battle-hardened features, he adds, "I want to cuddle."

Melting inside, I backtrack down the hallway and push their door open, hopping into what used to be my bed.

After a few minutes, I doze off, and when I open my eyes again, I'm bracketed on both sides by the warm, muscular bodies of my boyfriends. I try not to giggle like a teenage girl internally, but it does a lot to shake off the remaining sadness lingering from our conversation about Alex.

I roll over, accidentally slamming face-first into Simon's bare chest. Instead of whining about it, he grumbles, "Are you going to sleep like that?"

I blink, pulling away to glance down at myself. After I flopped down onto the mattress, I hadn't thought to take off my clothes. Or find myself anything suitable to sleep in.

"No?"

Simon chuckles indulgently, joined swiftly by Johnny - his rock-hard chest vibrating against my back.

"Jesus, lassie, just sleep naked like us. 's easier," the Scotsman says, drawing my attention to the fact that they are both indeed naked. "Saves us havin' to move wardrobes around."

I ignore him, kicking off my jeans before pulling my shirt off over my head. I lay still for a moment before something occurs to me - another question I forgot to ask earlier. A glaringly obvious one.

"What happens after Johnny's stitches have healed?"

Silence fills the room. It makes me wonder if it's something they've been wondering too.

Johnny speaks first. "Tha' depends, lassie. We'd have to ask Captain Price. An' it depends on ye, and want ye wanna do. But we'll both have to return to active duty."

Before I can ask what that looks like for them, Simon clarifies, "That means we'll be out on assignments more often." I don't think I'm imagining the heavy note of sadness that weighs heavy in his voice as he adds, "Sometimes we'll both be gone for weeks at a time, with no way of getting in touch with you."

As much as I hate it, I've already made my peace with that part. The bit that I don't get is the living situation. When they are here, I'd like to stay with them. I can live in the flat while they're away, but what about when they aren't? It's not fair on Winnie to have all four of us staying here, encroaching on her space. This apartment is just as much her home as it is mine.

"Do you two have a place together?" I ask, more out of curiosity than anything. I highly doubt it, since they ended up here with me in the first place.

Simon shakes his head. "We never saw a need for one. When we're in the country, we stay in the barracks with the other soldiers." A frown forms on his lips and I pull back a little further so I can comfortably cup his jaw. I smooth my thumb along the length of his cheekbone. "But I don't think that's a place that I'm happy with you being in."

I open my mouth to protest but Johnny's hand appears from behind me, swatting the air between us. "Can we talk about this in the mornin'? Some of us would like to sleep."

With a soft giggle, I roll over again and press a chaste kiss to the tip of his nose, then his forehead, and the cheek not pressed against the pillow. I settle my head into the gap underneath his chin, feeling the comfortable weight of Simon's arm come to drape over my waist and onto Johnny's. I can hear the sound of them kissing goodnight over my head, and it warms my heart even more than I thought I would.

Sandwiched between the two of them, I doze off again.

a/n: hi guys! I felt bad leaving you on a cliffhanger with that last one, so here's part 9 :) thank you so much to everyone for the kind words and support, both on posts and through messages, it does mean a lot 🧡 - lapetitelapin x

[dangermousie]

So I started reading The Captive based on your post the other day (I am invested) and now I’m hoping you have other period romance novel recs because I love them when they hit but they don’t always 😭

Oh, I dooooooooooo!

The King's Falcon by Stella Riley

Earlier stuff by Elizabeth Hoyt

Anna Campbell's The Captive of Sin

MJ Putney's One Perfect Rose

Anything by Laura Kinsale but especially Flowers from the Storm

Meredith Duran's At Your Pleasure and The Sins of Lord Lockwood

Stuff in this post: https://dangermousie.tumblr.com/post/164254742936/three-book-series-with-jacobites-named-alex-and this post https://dangermousie.tumblr.com/post/44264765206/janoda-said-omg-you-read-romance-i-really-like and this post

and here https://dangermousie.tumblr.com/post/56327193377/who-are-your-top-5-romance-novel-otps

and here https://dangermousie.tumblr.com/post/45584789003/seeing-that-i-am-currently-stuck-in-santiago-while

Also:

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STATISTICAL 'WHICH CHARACTER' PERSONALITY QUIZ !

lady sybil crawley (downton abbey): 92%

patrick stewart (the perks of being a wallflower): 92%

hobbes (calvin and hobbes): 92%

claire colburn (elizabethtown): 92%

augustus 'gus' waters (the fault in our stars): 92%

nymphadora tonks (harry potter): 91% fuck jkr.

spike spiegel (cowboy bebop): 91%

robin hood (robin hood): 91%

lorelai gilmore (gilmore girls): 91%

sam button (the perks of being a wallflower): 91%

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A rare Tara-centric episode! I feel like we could have used more of these. As time went on Tara turned into someone almost perfect who wasn't much other than Willow's shadow. I would have liked to see more of her flaws and struggles. To be honest, the first time I watched this I was kind of excited she had a secret.

We open on Willow and Tara hanging out in their room. They have such a cute relationship here, though Tara does express some insecurity over having a role in the Scooby Gang. She's still a bit awkward in general. Willow alone seems to understand her, and no one is particularly thrilled about her birthday at the Bronze. After a lifetime of abuse I get that she's afraid to put herself out there. A family telling women they're demons indicates a whole other level of silencing. Tara is comfortable being a wallflower.

You can see the trauma being triggered when her family comes to town (Amy Adams!). Her stuttering gets worse and she can't meet their eyes. Tara ends up using a spell to keep the Scoobies from seeing demons, hoping it will protect her secret. I guess I will chalk this decision up to trauma because after being around Anya it would make a lot more sense to confess and ask for help.

As luck would have it, demons are coming after Buffy this episode. Now she can't see them and mayhem ensues. Luckily Spike is there to lend a hand, though he swore he was coming for a front-row seat to her demise.

Tara lifts the spell and her father reveals she's a demon and must leave. I loved the moment when Willow stuck up for her and asked her what she wanted to do. It seems like she's one of the first people to not push Tara around, which makes it all the more heartbreaking she starts doing that in the future.

Spike, of course, is the one to discover the men just lie to the women to keep them under control. He punches Tara to prove she's human.

Xander: You're dealing with all of us. Spike: Except me. Xander: Except Spike. Spike: I don't care what happens.

The gang stands by Tara and it serves as a bonding moment.

Other subplots this episode: Buffy tells Giles the truth about Dawn. She also says her father won't help. Hank becomes a worse and worse person the longer this show goes on.

Buffy: He's off in... Spain or something, with his secretary. Living the cliché. I called when Mom got sick, he hasn't even... You know when he bailed on us, I remember Dawn cried for a week. Except she didn't. She was never there, but I can still feel what it was like.

We also see Buffy is moving back home. This is her first step to giving up college entirely. She's just too needed right now.

For some reason I can't figure out, she doesn't tell Riley about Dawn. I understand her point about Xander and Willow possibly treating Dawn weird once they know, but Riley? Why does she keep him at such a distance? I can't decide if it's all trauma or if she just genuinely doesn't feel strongly enough about him. Maybe he's just not "the one". You can't force yourself to have feelings even if someone seems perfect.

Riley: Yeah. I know you got a lot on your mind. You decide you wanna let me in on any of it, you let me know. I'll come running.

This is the first time we see Riley head to Willy's. He rejects a vampire's offer to hang out. For now. The strange thing is that Buffy has no idea why he gets snappy. I can't figure out if she doesn't realize her own distance or just isn't looking to be that intimate with him. Maybe I'll decide by the end of their arc. My heart broke a little bit when he shows up at Tara's birthday and Buffy says, "You came!" and he quietly says, "Of course I came." He's Mr. Reliable, all in. But Buffy's not. (Don't worry--plenty of time to crap on Riley in the next few episodes).

Willow: That's where you're a dummy. I think about what you grew up with, and then look at what you are... it makes me proud. It makes me love you more. Tara: Every time I... even at my worst, you always make me feel special. How do you do that? Willow: Magic.

Character Notes:

Spike: Spike is using Harmony to fantasize about Buffy.

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