#the harlequin tea set

[my-52-weeks-with-christie]

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[pathologicalreid]

for the fear of falling apart | epilogue

good things come to those who wait, and you're finally getting your happy ending

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | epilogue

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who? spencer reid x jareau!reader category: fluff (there's a first time for everything) content warnings: spoilers for criminal minds evolution but nothing super detailed, dad!spencer, babies, breastfeeding, takes place during s16, cancer, spencer's "special assignment" is just him being a dad word count: 1.74k a/n: the spencer reid dilf agenda is at the center of the universe. i cant believe ffofa is over. this is just a short and sweet look into what r and spencer are doing during cme - aka being parents. (the gif has nothing to do with the chapter he just looks so sexy)

“Where is she?” Spencer asked, minding the hour as he hung his token leather satchel in the entryway. He peeked around the living room before making his way to where you were in the kitchen, closing up your book of crosswords before he saw the clues and gave you all of the answers – a habit of his that you had been begging him to break.

Affixing your pen to the cover of the puzzle book, you hummed in response to his question, “It’s nine p.m., she’s asleep, in her crib.” You turned to face him, “And you may not go up there and get her,” you caught at his hand as you noticed him moving toward the stairs, “You will not wake that baby up, Spencer Reid.”

He accepted his defeat, coming back and gently wrapping his arms around you, “Did she go down okay?”

“No,” you answered bluntly, reciprocating his hug by reaching your arms up and slinging them over his shoulders. “She never does when you’re not home,” you added, providing a fact that he was already well aware of.

Spencer chuckled softly into the crook of your neck, “I thought I would’ve been able to get away earlier.”

You were unbothered, leaning into his touch, “Bedtime is at 7:30, you never would’ve made it in time.” His faculty event at school started at seven. It had been scheduled to run until midnight, but Spencer always made the effort to be home with you at the end of every day. The two of you hadn’t missed a tea date since before your daughter was born.

“But now it’s too late for us to do anything of substance,” he said, separating himself from you to switch on the electric kettle, looking over his shoulder at you, silently asking if you wanted tea.

Nodding at him, you watched as he pulled two mugs from the cabinet and dropped tea bags in each of them, “We can watch that documentary you were talking about last night.”

“You’ll fall asleep,” he countered. It was a symptom of motherhood that you hadn’t seen coming, falling asleep while watching anything.

You shrugged, “She’ll wake up to eat, I’ll wake up to feed her.” While your otherwise perfect daughter had mastered sleeping through the night within her first few months earthside, teething had ruined any semblance of a sleep schedule she had, so, she started crying to eat in the middle of the night.

Your husband didn’t seem convinced, but he grabbed the kettle off of its base and poured the hot water into your mugs, sliding a bureau-branded one toward you and keeping the octopus mug for himself. “Last time you fell asleep on the couch and I tried to get you to bed you threw things at me,” he reminded you, stirring honey into his tea before handing the sweetener to you.

“I threw a pillow at you,” you disputed, drizzling the honey into your mug before asking him to put the dish back up in the cabinet.

He rolled his eyes, leaning over the counter and smiling at you, a sweet, dopey, Harlequin romance smile. “I probably deserved it,” he acquiesced, bringing his mug to his lips and taking a sip of the lavender tea.

Spinning your mug on the counter in front of you, you raised your eyebrows and considered changing the subject, but you were lacking any kind of segue material, “So, JJ called me today,” you said.

Spencer set his octopus mug on the counter and frowned, “Are they still having problems?” He asked, resting his chin in his hands and keeping his attention on you.

Nodding, you shared a knowing look with him. Havoc had been wreaked on the BAU since Penelope left. You were lucky enough to be on maternity leave while administrators tore your unit apart and Spencer was on a special assignment – playing the long game on a case that the bureau felt needed to be closed. “I still can’t believe they dragged Penelope back, she was so content with SOAR,” you griped, knowing how much the techie’s life had improved since leaving the FBI.

“I can,” Spencer admitted, “There’s no BAU without Penelope Garcia. There were four people in that tech room trying to do the work she did,” he said, picking his mug back up before making his way around the kitchen island and sitting in the bar stool next to yours.

You leaned back in your stool, with Matt out on an assignment of his own, the BAU’s numbers had gone down drastically. “In better news, Dave went home,” you told Spencer, pointing your sock-covered foot out to nudge him gently.

His expression softened, “Good, the hotel was getting…”

“Yeah,” you agreed, sipping at your tea. Krystall had been the picture of health until she wasn’t, and losing her had nearly sent Rossi to a place you feared he’d never come back from. “Anyway, JJ asked if we were still alright with hosting Christmas this year,” you recalled from the phone call, “I said yes.”

Spencer nodded in agreement, “Have they heard anything from the oncologist?”

You frowned helplessly, “Not yet, depending on the results they might have to do more tests. I offered to take the boys next weekend if they need the time, J’s afraid mom will blab to Henry.”

“You miss it,” Spencer observed, eyes flitting over to the baby monitor on the counter.  

Rolling your eyes, “You do a job for nine years, you’re going to miss it when you take time off. Don’t act like you don’t,” you chided gently, smiling into your mug. When the bureau took everything you had been through into account, they willingly offered you an extended maternity leave, which you took without a second thought. However, you hadn’t anticipated feeling so disconnected from the team.

Spencer pursed his lips, “I do, but I like being home with you and Mila more.”

Leaning forward, you reached out and took his hand in yours, “Baby, if you want to go back to the BAU full-time, you know I’d never, ever get in the way of that.”

He shook his head dismissively, “No, not yet at least, but someday.”

The BAU was home, you knew that well enough, but now he had a home with you and Amelia. That wasn’t something he’d give up easily. You watched Spencer at he looked at the baby monitor again, “Stop praying on my downfall, she’ll wake up soon.”

Taking your empty mug in his hands, he set both yours and his in the kitchen sink, “I love you,” he told you.

Your face warmed at the expression, one of those times where there just wasn’t anything else he wanted to say – he just needed to tell you that he loved you. “I love you too,” you said, happily basking in what you assumed was your lingering new parent glow – the two of you were stronger than ever.

Quietly, Spencer loaded the rinsed mugs into the dishwasher before closing it, coming back around the counter and stopping in his tracks when a phone started to ring.

Dropping your head to the counter, you waited for the inevitable wailing to come from the nursery, when the cries started, you looked up at Spencer, “You get her, I’ll get the phone,” you negotiated.

Fishing the ringing phone – Spencer’s – off of the coffee table, you frowned at the caller ID before bringing the screen to your ear. “I need to talk to your wife,” a frantic voice said on the other end.

“Hi, Penny,” you greeted, eyes drifting to the top of the stairs where Spencer was emerging with a squawking baby in his arms.

Penelope gasped on the other end of the call, “I so very desperately need your advice. Do you remember me telling you about Tyler?” She sounded almost out of breath.

You hummed in response, “The guy from the serial killer website?” You wondered where she was going with this – technically the team wasn’t supposed to share case information with you, but that had never stopped any of them.

“Yes, that one,” she confirmed, “I kissed him.”

Surprised, you dropped down onto the couch, looking up at Spencer as you searched for an appropriate response to Penelope’s confession, “Emily is going to kill you.”

The other end of the call was silent except for Penelope trying to articulate a retort. Spencer frowned at you, swaying gently with Amelia in his arms, “What happened?”

Moving the mouthpiece away, you looked up at him, “She kissed a material witness,” you told him, watching as he clamped his lips together in a failed attempt to hide his amusement.

“This is serious,” she scolds over the phone. “I need a debrief. Coffee tomorrow?”

You nodded as the baby grew increasingly impatient in Spencer’s arms – his chest was just no good to her. “Hold on,” You said over the phone, waving for Spencer to hand the baby off to you so you could feed her.

He settled her in your arms, helping you as best he could before he was in the way, “You’ve got her?”

Spencer pressed a soft kiss to your hairline when you told him you were fine, bringing the phone back up once Mila latched, “Hey, so tomorrow, nine?” You offered, peering down as the baby nursed for comfort. “I can meet you at the kiosk in front of Quantico if that’s easier.”

Penelope sighed dramatically, “As long as you bring your pretty face and your pretty baby, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Lobbing the phone across the couch cushions, you leaned back slightly, adjusting the baby when she was done so that she could hopefully drift back to sleep. Your husband came back downstairs, having swapped his work clothes and contacts for pajamas and glasses, he deftly sat down next to you and took the baby.

Carefully, he settled her on his chest, letting her tiny limbs curl in neatly as she let out sweet coos, brown eyes fluttering shut as Spencer gently swiped his thumb across her back. That little girl had him wrapped around his finger from the moment he knew about her existence.

You shifted to rest your head on his shoulder, watching Mila drift off into her dreams, “Are you going to fall asleep like this?” Spencer asked you, keeping his voice at a whisper.

Humming, you shut your eyes briefly, “Yeah, this is my favorite show.”

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[michelleleewise]

Chocolate and promises

Pairing: Loki x female reader (eventually)

Warnings: mentions of domestic abuse, slight mention of blood, hitting, mentions of bruises and injuries (not graphic), toxic relationship, reader needs a hug, possessiveness, controlling behavior, self deprecating thoughts, minor dark themes, loki comforting reader

Summary: your friendship with Loki and grown over the last two years, until something threatened to take it away

A/n- this chapter will have two parts. A&B, it was too long for one part lol.... Graphics by: @harlequin-hangout 💚💚

Part one--part two: a-

You ran down the hall making your way to Loki's room, wanting him to be the first to know, You bounced on your feet knocking on the door hearing shuffling on the other side, smiling as the door opened revealing.. "oh..hey, is Loki in there?" You asked smiling at the man. "Whose asking?" He huffed crossing his arms. Another jealous one..you thought to yourself "y/n...best friend. And you are?" You asked holding your hand out watching him look down his nose at it "Jason.." he sneered keeping his arms crossed. "Well..Jason is Loki here?" You asked again when the door opened further revealing your Loki.

Hello my dear, how are you?" He asked stepping into the hall wrapping you in a hug. "Great! I have news, but your bodyguard here wouldn't let me pass...I must not be on the list." You said as Loki turned to the man. "Just because I shared my bed with you for the night does not give you liberty to tell my friend anything, am I clear?" He snapped seeing Jason's eyes widen "I'm sorry, it won't happen again." He said stepping back "your right, it will not. See that you are gone when I return." He said turning back to you "what was your news darling?" He asked guiding you down the hall to the kitchen.

"Oh yes! Allen asked me to move in with him!" You screeched as loki rounded the island grabbing the kettle "isn't it a bit soon y/n?" He asked seriously filling the kettle "we've been dating six months loki, dont be such a prude." You snarked sitting on the stool "I beg your pardon?" He feigned offense, one hand on his chest "I thought you would be happy for me." You said seriously "I am dear, I just don't want you to rush into anyrhing." He said smiling "some of us don't have as much time as you old man." You snarked "well if your just going to call me an old maid.." he started "no! No..I just...I'm happy." You said smiling as Loki walked around the island "if you are happy then I am." He said pulling you into a hug.

"And everything is going to be great! You'll still see me here, and don't even think your getting out of our movie nights." You smiled hearing him laugh "Well I should hope not, what else do I have to look forward to?" He asked grabbing two cups from the cabinet "Oh I don't know....jason." you smiled seeing him glare at you. "Sorry about that by the way." You said looking down "you did nothing wrong, he had no right to say anything. Besides...he wasn't that good anyway." He said shrugging making you laugh "oh..so no loss then?" You asked as he slid a cup to you "Darling, as long as I have you, I'll be fine." He smiled "ooo careful, your bordering on sentiment." You said sipping your tea. "Only for you my dear." He smiled.

Loki looked at his phone for the umpteenth time seeing no messages, sighing as he set it down. It was going on six months since you moved out of the tower and he felt like he was losing you more and more each day. He sat back in his chair looking out the window thinking about the last few months. He had noticed your behavior slowly start to change from your happy, bubbly self that he adored beyond reason, to a quiet reserved shell. The drastic change unsettled him, as well as your change in wardrobe. Where once you wore bright pastels, were replaced with blacks and greys with the occasional dark blue. Not to mention the only skin showing was from your neck up and your hands. It gave him an uneasy feeling.

"Friday...is y/n in the tower?" He called out to the ceiling "no Mr Laufeyson she is not." The AI responded making him sigh. He hated what he was about to do but for you he would walk through Helhiem barefoot. He got to his feet and made his way down to the labs. His mind raced with possible scenarios as the elevator traveled down. If that insignificant human hurt you he would end him in the most painful way he could imagine. He was pulled from his thoughts as the elevator dinged, the doors sliding open.

Stark!" He yelled across the lab making Tony jump "geeze Rudolph give a guy a heads up." He said holding his chest "I need to know where y/n is, I have not heard from her in quite some time." Loki said crossing his arms. "Oh, she put her notice in." Tony said sitting down "what does that mean?" Loki snapped staring at him "it means she quit, she isn't here anymore." Tony explained "what..why?" Loki asked taken aback "something about her boyfriend wanting her to stay home or something" Tony said running a hand through his hair "but I told her she's welcome back whenever she wants." Tony explained. "Very well, thank you stark." Loki said turning around. "You've seen it too...haven't you?" Tony called out making Loki stop "whatever you do...don't get caught." Tony said, loki nodded before heading back to his room, something was going on and he was going to get to the bottom of it.

You heard the doorbell ring, hurrying to the door before it woke Allen, opening it seeing Loki standing there "H..hey...what are you doing here?" You asked looking around "I have not heard from you, so i.." he started "I'm fine..really." you hurried fidgeting with the sleeve of your sweater. You looked up seeing him frown. "Sorry I haven't messaged, I've just been really busy." You said smiling. "That's quite alright dear, I was wondering since you missed movie night, Stark is hosting a small evening for us, and I wanted you to join me." He smiled watching you. "Oh...um I don't know." You trailed off looking down when Loki gently grabbed your hand.

"Please darling, i..I miss you." He said, looking up seeing his eyes soften. "How can I say no to you." You said seeing him smile "then I shall see you there?" He asked "yes, I'll be there." You agreed when Loki leaned forward wrapping his arms around you making you stiffen before he stepped back looking at you "I'll see you tonight " He smiled turning to leave as you slowly closed the door. "Your not going." You heard from behind you making you jump. You turned heading for the kitchen "have you been talking to him again?" Allen asked making you freeze "what did you tell him?" He continued stalking towards you. "You took my phone, how could i...." You were cut off by the back of Allen's hand hitting your cheek, knocking you to the floor, touching your lip seeing red on your fingers.

"Are you talking back?" He snarled looking down at you. "No, I just..." you trailed off as his fingers threaded through your hair pulling harshly "I think someone needs taught a lesson." He said, pulling you up dragging you towards the bedroom "Allen stop! Your hurting me!" You yelled as he opened the door pushing you inside. "You know what to do." He snarled, kicking the door shut. You walked towards the bed, closing your eyes hearing his belt buckle "I think twenty should do it? Don't you think?" He asked walking up behind you. You stayed silent knowing that was the best option.

You laid awake, wincing when you rolled to your side, your eye and cheek stinging. You waiting for Allen to doze off, listening as his breathing evened out you knew it was now or never. You slowly crept out of bed, padding to the closet to grab whatever clothes you could find in the dark before going to the door, looking back hearing him snore you slowly opened the door, slipping out. You walked to the living room quickly throwing on the t-shirt and sweatpants, grabbing your shoes as you tip toed to the door. Slowly opening it to freezing as it creaked, looking back to the bedroom door praying he hadn't heard. After a few minutes you carefully slipped out closing the door behind you. You released the breath you had been holding as you bent down slipping your shoes on, looking up and down the dark street you sighed, starting towards the tower.

You slunk down alleyways and backstreets until you saw the top of the tower, taking a quick look around before making a run for it. You knew Allen would be awake soon, If he wasn't already and he would definitely notice you missing. You heart raced as you made it to the end of the alley across from the tower, your eye throbbed and your lip burned where it was split but you were so close you could taste it. If you could just make it over there everything would be fine. You took a deep breath, looking up an down the street before bolting to the doors, pulling them as hard as you could but they wouldn't budge. "Shit!...Tony!...Loki!" You yelled as loud as you could knowing they couldn't hear you.

You heard a car up the street, hurrying behind the building trying to hide when the car stopped. "Y/n! I know your out here!" You heard Allen yell making you blood run cold. "Just come home and I'll forgive you." He said when you heard footsteps rounding the building. "You know I love you I just got upset, let's talk about it." He continued. You looked around seeing a dumpster against the building, quickly running over lifting yourself in "stop making this harder then it needs to be!" He yelled when you heard a door fly open "Al, hey...what are you doing here? You heard Tony's voice. "Oh hey Tony, y/n and I had a small disagreement and she left. I thought she might be here." You heard Allen say back making you scoff.

"Well I haven't seen her, but if I do..." he trailed off "what is going on?" You heard a deep voice "loki.." you whispered, feeling a tear run down your cheek "hey lokes, Al here lost y/n." Tony said. "What did you do to her?" You heard Loki ask sternly "that's none of your business." You heard Allen snap back. "She's my friend, so I'm making it my business!" You heard Loki yell before the scuffle of footsteps "ok, ok calm down, Al go home. I'll call you if I see her." Tony said when you heard footsteps retreat. "You will not call him!" You heard Loki yell "of course not! But I wanted him to leave." Tony said. You released the breath you were holding, shifting to lift the lid of the dumpster.

You peeked out seeing Loki holding his daggers and Tony with his blaster on "Hey guys...it's just me." You said quietly, lifting the lid higher "Oh my God..y/n?" Loki said, rushing over he lifted you out like you weighed nothing, setting you on your feet but not letting go "what were you doing in there?" He asked brushing trash off your clothes "he was right behind me, i..." you trailed off feeling your eyes burn. "Well he's gone now, let's get you inside." Tony said holding the door open. Loki gently grabbed your arm guiding you, keeping your head down so your hair would cover your face. Making it upstairs you walked into the common room seeing it empty.

"Ever the insomniacs huh?" You laughed "Well i was headed to bed, y/n your welcome to any room you like, just let me know." Tony said heading back to the elevator "ok, thank you Tony." You said looking down "anytime kid...Loki." Tony said stepping onto the elevator. "I should probably find a room." You said keeping your eyes down, not wanting him to see how weak you had been when you felt his fingers under your chin, slowly lifting your head up to look at him. His eyes meeting your one, traveling across your face when you felt his thumb lightly brush you puffy cheek "l..loki...i..." you tried, feeling a lump rise in your throat when he wrapped his arms around you, gently cradling your head to his chest

"I am sorry y/n, I should have come sooner." He whispered, pressing his cheek to your head "no, it wasn't your fault loki, it was.." you started when he suddenly pulled back "no, absolutely not. None of this was your fault." He said through gritted teeth "I will have his hands for touching you." He growled beginning to pull away "no loki...please. he's not worth it." You said grabbing his shirt "he does not deserve his pathetic existence." He snarled trying to pull free "Please, don't go...stay with me." You whispered making him stop and look at you, his eyes softening "very well, anything for you darling." He said relaxing. "Help me find a room?" You asked looking down the hall. "If you wish, you could stay in my room tonight, everything is already set up." Loki said smiling.

"Are you sure? I don't want to impose." You said fidgeting with your sweater. "You could never impose, come on let's get you settled." He said holding his arm out you looped yours around his as he guided you towards his room. "I'm not displacing Jason am i?" You asked smiling hearing him laugh "I would throw him out of the window for you dear." He said making you laugh "haven't you done that before?" You asked nudging him with your elbow "and I will again." He said looking over smiling at you. You made it to his room as he opened the door waving you in first. You looked around, smiling seeing nothing had changed.

"If you wish you can take a shower, there are towels In the bathroom, have you eaten?" Loki asked turning the lights on "um. No.." you said pulling on your sleeve "ok, I will make you something while you get cleaned up." He said walking into the small kitchen. "Loki.." you trailed off, his eyes meeting yours "Thank you, for everything." You smiled "I would burn the realm for you dear without hesitation." He smiled back. You walked to the bathroom closing the door with a soft click before pulling your sweater over your head, grimacing seeing the bruises littering your skin. Slowly running your fingers over them you finally let yourself feel as tears streamed down your cheeks.

Sinking to the floor you brought your knees to your chest quietly sobbing as the weight was lifted. Your life wasn't your own, it was Allen's. He had taken everything from you, and you were too weak to stop him. You thoughts spiraled when you heard a soft knock on the door "everything alright darling?" You heard Loki ask "yes, I'm ok." You called back wiping your face. "I have some sleep clothes for you when you are done, they are on the bed." He said "ok, thank you." You said standing up. Looking in the mirror at your puffy face you sighed "i want my life back." You said to yourself, walking over to the shower turning it on.

You came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel seeing Loki reading in the living room "I'll be right back" you said trying to duck into the bedroom, but your were sure he saw. You quickly dried off, slipping the clothes on he had left, smelling his cologne on the shirt making you sigh. You grabbed the towel throwing it in the basket seeing his cloak hanging by the door. Thoughtlessly reaching your hand out feeling the material "how is that so soft." You said grabbing it wrapping it around your shoulders seeing it engulphed you as you wrapped it around you. You walked into the living room seeing Loki set his book down "I see you've taken to claiming my things again." He laughed, standing up. "Oh i...um sorry I can put it back." You said starting to take it off when Loki grabbed it pulling it back over you "no, you are welcome to anything you wish darling." He smiled.

"Now, come eat." He said guiding you to the couch, he sat down patting the space between his legs holding up a hair brush "come darling, sit down." He said as you sat down on the floor between his knees, seeing he made you grilled cheese and soup. "T..thank you Loki." You said, feeling the lump return to your throat as he threaded his fingers through your hair. "You are welcome, now eat while I work my magic." He said making you smile. You took a few bites of your sandwich, feeling the brush glide through your hair, closing your eyes sighing "tilt your head Darling." He said as you shifted, laying your head on his thigh feeling his fingers seperate and twist your hair.

"Did you know, where I am from when we go in to battle and return victorious we place a braid in our to symbolize our strength and courage." You heard him say, your scalp tingling feeling his fingers gently glide through your hair "and you my dear have ridden through Hel and emerged triumphant." He said tying the end of the braid setting the brush down. "Darling.." he trailed off, looking down seeing your fast asleep. Running his fingers along the braid you shifted slightly, his cloak slipping down your shoulder revealing a bruise traveling around your neck, clenching his fist he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as you nuzzled his leg making him smile.

He got up, cradling your head he lifted you up carrying you to the bedroom gently laying you down tucking his cloak around you. Slowly backing up he felt your fingers wrap around his wrist "loki...please.." you trailed off, eyes still closed "yes darling? Do you need something?" He asked watching you "stay.." you mumbled pulling on his arm "I don't know y/n.." he said when you scooted over pulling him with you "please.." you whispered. He sighed, flicking his wrist changed into a shirt and sweatpants he laid down next to you as you curled up to his side, nuzzling your face into his shoulder making him laugh. He ran his fingers through your hair hearing you sigh. "Sweet dreams, my little valkyrie." He smiled closing his eyes.

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[just-mary-ann]

Thanks to the @mrs-nightshade for the idea for this part.

Harlequin AU by @tadc-harlequin-au

Previous chapters here

Part 5 of

Lilac

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The next morning, all the residents of the mansion gathered in the front yard. Why? Well, they heard a scream.

“CAINE! GIVE ME BACK MY SWORD!” Pomni's voice was clear and loud.

“Or what?” Caine asked sarcastically, holding the sword behind his back. “You will stab me? With what? Your weapon is with me.”

Pomni was boiling with anger. How she wanted to tear the Puppetmaster into little pieces at that moment. Caine enjoyed watching her, finding the situation amusing.

“Come on, dear, I’m just playing with you.”

With a loud battle cry, the Harlequin lunged at the Puppetmaster . He, in turn, simply teleported behind her.

“The Harlequin is really on a rampage,” Jax said, crossing his arms behind his head.

“She was calmer yesterday,” Z said calmly.

“Yesterday, she was ready to break my tea set just because Caine didn’t give her a quest,” Ragatha sighed.

“What do you mean, Lady Z?” Gangle tilted her head in surprise.

“Not only was Pomni in a dress yesterday, but she also didn’t recognize me. Caine had gagged her. But I think I dreamed it,” Z scratched her head with a claw.

Ragatha was stunned.

“A... dress?” realization hit her. “Oh no.”

Meanwhile, Jax leisurely approached the still enraged Pomni and gave her a light slap on the back of the head.

Before the Animatronic could say a word, Pomni did a swift leg move and kicked him right in the face. Jax fell, rubbing his bruised cheek.

“Hey. How did you twist like that?”

“I’m very flexible, tiny bunny,” Pomni stood with closed eyes. “And you hit weakly.”

As Pomni walked away from the injured Jax, swaying her hips gracefully, Jax was coming to his senses.

“That was a playful slap! And you hit me with real force! Since when do you even do such leg tricks?”

The Harlequin stopped, swayed slightly from side to side, and looked at the Animatronic. Her right yellow eye seemed clouded.

“What?”

“WHAT YOU HEARD! BY WHAT GEARS DID YOU KICK ME IN THE FACE?”

A moment of silence. Pomni was genuinely puzzled.

“I didn’t kick you. And if I did, it would have been a punch to the stomach.”

Jax was in shock. He couldn’t understand if Pomni had gone mad or if he had phantom pain in his face.

Suddenly, a voice in the Harlequin’s head spoke.

“It was nice to stretch my legs.”

“Wha...” Pomni almost spoke out loud. She turned away from everyone and started staring into space. “Why did you appear suddenly?”

“Anyway,” Lilac made Pomni’s neck itch. “Here, under the back of our head, there’s a sensitive spot. If you hit it hard enough, we’ll switch places.”

Pomni ran her hand over the itchy spot and almost yelped.

“Damn. The spot really is sensitive,” Pomni blushed slightly.

“Lady Pomni, why are you talking to yourself?” Gangle approached Pomni, followed by the other residents of the mansion.

Pomni turned and caught their wary looks. Oops. It seemed she had spoken out loud after all. Then her gaze fell on Caine’s hands. He was still holding her sword.

“Caine!” Pomni was about to attack, but Lilac disturbed her again.

“You know I can get your sword back in no time?”

Pomni stopped, exhaling in surprise.

“Just let me have some fun.”

Pomni shook her head negatively and headed towards Caine again. However.

“Bubble. Catch!” Caine pretended to throw Pomni’s sword, but Bubble rushed in that direction anyway.

That was the last straw.

“Well, Mister Puppetmaster . You’ve had your fun,” Pomni said through gritted teeth.

The Harlequin headed towards the mansion.

“Strange. Why doesn’t she want to take her sword anymore?” Caine wondered.

“Caine. Can I talk to you for a minute?” Ragatha took the Puppetmaster aside. “Listen. Now you must answer me completely honestly.”

“Ragatha. I have no reason to lie to you. I am absolutely honest with all of you,” Caine theatrically raised his hand.

“Has Pomni’s character block short-circuited again?”

Caine was taken aback.

“No. What are you talking about? Nothing short-circuited with her.” He hid the hand with the sword behind his back and waved the other forward.

“Caine! If Pomni becomes a girly girl again and needs to go on a mission, she won’t be able to handle it!” Ragatha was worried about her friend and wasn’t going to accept Caine’s lie as the truth.

“Ah. Listen, Ragatha. Nothing really short-circuited with Pomni. It’s just,” he hesitated and then blurted out, “the second personality took the name Lilac and now will occasionally take over Pomni’s body.” He smiled awkwardly.

Ragatha was in shock.

“And you think that’s normal?” she threw up her hands.

“Of course it’s not normal. But don’t worry. Lilac won’t appear for a long time. I guarantee it.”

“OH MISTER PUPPETMASTER !” a melodic sweet voice came from the mansion doors.

Caine and Ragatha fearfully turned their eyes to Lilac. The Harlequin, dressed in her dress, spun around and struck a pose.

“Oh no,” shouted Caine.

“No!” added Ragatha.

“Yes, yes!” said Lilac.

The other residents of the mansion said in unison, “What?”

And only Z nodded and said, “So it wasn’t a dream.”

TO BE CONTINUED

[meushell]

100 Ships Prompt Challenge

What am I getting myself into?

This is, admittedly, going to take a long time.

The Basic Rules…

• Each prompt is to be paired with a different ship. Different combinations are allowed. • A canon character can only be combined with an original character once. • Cross-ships are allowed. • Platonic/Familial Friendships are allowed, but I cannot use / and & for the same set of characters. • Combining with other prompts/challenges is allowed.

Details here. (Goes to Dreamwidth.)

I am adding…

• I am allowing myself to combine ships and prompts into one story. Basically, as long as it’s AO3 tag worthy, I think it counts. Unless I missed it, the challenge doesn’t specify either way.

Who will be my most shipped character? Probably Malek. 😂

Who will be my most platonically (shipped isn’t quite the right word since that has other implications) combined character? Probably Jacob Carter.

Who will show up the most in general? Probably Malek again.

What will be my er, most unique ship? Well, now it is Sam Carter/Egeria/Yosuuf/Garshaw/Per’sus’ Host/Per’sus. Can it get stranger? Yeah, probably.

The Prompts

I will link to the fic as I go, naming the relationship/friendship. Some fics may include other ships.

Narim & Lantash, Sam Carter/Narim | Lantash, Narim & Schrödinger • #29 – Bone, #86 – Shadow, #97 – Bittersweet

Egeria/Per’sus • #78 – Leather

Martouf | Lantash/Rosha | Jolinar/Pete Shanahan • #69 – Flirt

Sam Carter & Martouf | Lantash & Malek & Aldwin • #19 – Wine

Liandra/OC Female Tok’ra • #79 – Liberty

Per’sus’ Host/Cordesh • #21 – Rhythm

Ocker/Ren’al • #46 – Pearl

Delek & Ocker • #91 – Seafoam

Sam Carter/Delek, Delek/Martouf | Lantash (one sided) • #13 – Blue, #87 – Lemon • Warnings: MCD, Rape, Aliens Made Them Do It, Rape Recovery/Aftermath, Suicidal Talk, Survivor’s Guilt, Break Up/Make Up

Sam Carter & Pete • #16 – Neon

Sam Carter/Martouf|Lantash/Delek, Malek/Per’sus, Sam Carter & Per’sus, Jack O’Neill & Delek • #18 – Blush (Prompts to be Determined. I’m still writing this one.)

Aldwin/Delek • #32 – Chocolate

#01 – Adamant #02 – Snow #03 – Lion #04 – Spark #05 – Amber #06 – Lust #07 – Bronze #08 – Mint #09 – Arctic #10 – Black #11 – Moonlight #12 – Sunlight #14 – Navy #15 – Tea #17 – Twilight #20 – Nude #22 – Brown #23 – Linen #24 – Ember #25 – Thistle #26 – Cherry #27 – Orange #28 – Vanilla #30 – Harlequin #31 – Cadet #33 – Peach #34 – Lead #35 – Cream #36 – Sand #37 – White #38 – Crimson #39 – Pink #40 – Ocean #41 – Dove #42 – Platinum #43 – Yellow #44 – Earth #45 – Midnight #47 – Frostbite #48 – Pumpkin #49 – Electric #50 – Purple #51 – Coral #52 – Salt #53 – Crow #54 – Rainbow #55 – Cloud #56 – Flame #57 – Red #58 – Ash #59 – Rose #60 – Slate #61 – Green #62 – Ruby #63 – Olive #64 – Lipstick #65 – Spice #66 – Grey #67 – Denim #68 – Rust #70 – Sunset #71 – Sable #72 – Desert #73 – Jade #74 – Sage #75 – Buff #76 – Jet #77 – Plum #80 – Metal #81 – Sepia #82 – Lavender #83 – Scarlet #84 – Crystal #85 – Chestnut #88 – Mystic #89 – Silver #90 – Coffee #92 – Lime #93 – Punch #94 – Pickle #95 – Champagne #96 – Copper #98 – Honey #99 – Candy #100 – Gold

[chapmanrestoration]

Fine, Scarce and Important George II Triple Folding Mahogany Harlequin Games Table by Thomas Potter

* A true triple folding harlequin table, all too often others are called triple yet have only two actual folding leaves upon its base, this table is however a true piece of ingenious craftsmanship from the dawn of these tables which has three fully folding leaves and is fully attributed to the inventor of such tables, that being Thomas Potter, master cabinet maker of High Holborn, London.

Circa 1735-40 this George II mahogany triple-folding harlequin games/card table comes complete with its original two keys, one of which is an absolute work of art in its own right, as well as a full chess set, ivory die and shakers.

Measuring 78cm high, 80cm wide, 38cm deep [76cm when extended]

The three rectangular folding tops with rounded edges open out upon an adjustable height stay on the rear gate-leg where it can be adjusted for the different heights required by which ever leaf has been opened.

The Leaves:

The first opens to a plain polished tea-table, where upon this can be folded back and the second fold opened to reveal a fully inlaid backgammon and chessboard with ivory escutcheons, the third and final fold opens to a baize lined games table with four guinea-wells, by Pressing down upon the two original brass pulls located either side of the base it then propels the cartonnier effortlessly to it’s maximum height upon its four original steel springs located within the carcass.

The piece now transformed into a desk with pigeon holes, drawers for documents and inkwells and a fitted adjustable bookrest also has hidden away within the right hand side is a folding frame which fits into the ivory escutcheons of the backgammon table.

Standing on tapered legs terminating in pad feet with enclosed brass skirted castors.. Folded away it returns to an elegant table where its base moulding conforms delightfully to those of the folding leaves.

A very honest and true tour de force from the early Georgian period.

Thomas potter:

Master Cabinetmaker of Holborn, was known to have taken on as apprentice Michael Bonsfield in 1731 along with his son Philip Potter in 1746.

Potter was also known to work with master cabinet maker John Kelsey of Westminster, between them they supplied fine furniture to the some of the countries elite including Sir Richard Colt Hoare of Barn Elms, Richmond and Sir Justinian Isham the 5th Baronet of Lamport at Lamport Hall, Northamptonshire.

Further information:

A design for a table of this form is shown on the trade card of Thomas Potter (see images above) cabinet maker of High Holborn, now at Victoria and Albert Museum (ref. no. E.2320-1889). An English table of this model is at Temple Newsam House in Leeds and is illustrated, together with Potter's drawing, in G. Gilbert, Furniture at Temple Newsam House and Lotherton Hall, vol. iii., Leeds, 1998, pp.658-660. The name `Harlequin' was used to describe a table of this multi purpose form and derives from the master-of-disguises in 18th century commedia dell' arte theatre.

[feril-floof-creations]

First off, clown types! FYI I do not claim to include all of them these are just the ones I know about well enough about to give information.

The birthday clown- these clowns are good for people with children as they tend to be less threatening, however at times they can be slightly intimidating to smaller children, so keep that in mind. They range from around six inches tall to around five foot tall depending on what subspecies of birthday clown they are. Usually good to put toys and decorations in their enclosure that mimic birthday party or other celebrations, however always do what seems to best suit your clown. They usually have rainbow colors and are rather cheerful however sad birthday clowns do exist and deserve just as much love and care.

The circus clown- chaotic but definitely one of the more well known breeds, circus clowns have a wide variety of personalities, sizes, and colors. Some of their more defining traits are that they tend to have more visual jokes and talents and more movable clothing, however again these are generalized statements. These clowns enjoy having good open spaces to practice their tricks and such, but are social creatures so consider adopting two or more if you are not able to consistently socialize them.

Scare clowns- want to preface this by saying scare clowns are in no way evil. They simply view emotions differently. They take fear as joy so want to cause that for their humans, so if being scared constantly isn’t your cup of tea then perhaps consider another breed. However, if you are dead set perhaps consider getting a mixed breed or a very small one as they tend to be less scary to some. Scare clowns have the unique ability to stretch their arms, and sometimes legs much longer then normal, up to four times their original length. They are mostly carnivorous so this would help them catch their prey in the wild. They also are able to fit into extremely small spaces, so being aware of this is crucial for building good habitats for them. A enclosure with dim lighting, various prop weapons, and other somewhat spooky decor is usually a good fit. Keep in mind clowns are not toys, and there are plenty of other breeds that will look just as great (however if your adopting for looks you should not own a clown or really any pets especially if you don’t care about any other info). So don’t immediately pick scare clowns because they’re “edgy”.

Killer clowns- oh boy these are rather controversial. This is more of a warning then a “how to take care of them.” As personally I don’t support owning them unless you are extremely experienced and have a clown reserve to keep them on. They are extremely territorial, will kill and even sometimes eat humans, and are ambush predators so one could escape and be about to kill you and you wouldn’t know before it’s too late. many of these clowns are put to death for murder when in reality they are just protecting their territory, and humans really shouldn’t own them even as guards. If you think one is loose near you call clown control immediately as even if it’s a smaller one they can cause major damage to humans and pets.

Harlequins- the acrobatic, fun, typically mischievous clowns. They’re typically the ones who are able to win over damsels, usually charming and daring. Harlequins exhibit a variety of patterns however a common one is the diamond pattern, as well as a multi pronged hat similar to jester hats. They are relatively high energy, enjoying having at least one other clown around to either play the hero of or to annoy by stealing their spotlight temporarily. They do not need that much attention from humans as they are usually content to practice tricks, however a good dose of attention, complementing their lovely tricks, and even volunteering to play one of the parts for them is a great way to bond with them. Having lots of props, acrobatic equipment, and areas for them to play is crucial for a healthy and happy harlequin.

Pierrots- the hopeless romantic, complementary to the harlequins. They are typically sad which does not mean they are unhappy so much as they express emotions differently. They will oftentimes copy the tricks of other clowns and fail, however make sure to offer reassurance as these clowns are prone to having bad self esteem. Keeping them with a harlequin is usually a good idea however these clowns are more alright then most to simply be with their owner, especially the more small subspecies. Most have a white and black color scheme unless they’re a mix breed, in which case they can be various monochromatic color schemes (monochrome meaning one color).

I’m going to mention this is my view of them, feel free to request any clown types and note these are not based in reaserch of the “irl” clowns, simply setting up how they are in my writing. Aside from that thanks for reading! ^w^

[dyscomancer]

In RWBY's Volume 9 episode 8 "Tea Amidst Terrible Trouble", the protagonist Ruby is subjected to torturous illusions related to her failures in life by the malicious and somewhat harlequin-esque Neo, who acts as her maudlin and whimsical judge in a setting not unlike the afterlife. This series of events directly parallels The Insane Clown Posse's Halls of Illusions from their seminal 1997 album, The Great Milenko; in this essay, I will-

[nicolestamas]

The Pastel Ladies - A Delightful Duplex by Harlequin Eyes

I built this duplex a few years ago, inspired by a house I drive by occasionally. In my mind the homes are occupied by two elderly sisters. Each side has a living room, kitchen, half bathroom, full bathroom, main bedroom, secondary bedroom/study/bonus room, small back yard, and a tiny front porch off the main bedroom where the sisters sit and chat over tea and coffee. It's definitely got a lot of "cool grandma" energy but you can make it over however you want.

This has been in my game for a while, and I've modified it slightly to work with the upcoming Sims 4 For Rent Expansion Pack. More pictures under the cut!

DOWNLOAD

Packs Needed:

Discover University

Island Living

Get Famous

Seasons

Cats & Dogs

City Living

Get Together

Realm of Magic

Strangerville

Jungle Adventure

Parenthood

Spa Day

Paranormal Stuff

Backyard Stuff

Kids Room Stuff

Romantic Garden Stuff

Movie Hangout Stuff

Cool Kitchen Stuff

REQUIRED CUSTOM CONTENT: (Files are included if I couldn't find a source)

Dishwasher Pro recolor by me (included)

Autumn Pumpkin, Contact Solution, & Gelydh Shop Head by ajOya (included)

Barbie Doll & VHS Box

Make-up Bag & Soft Glasses Case

Lemon Timer

Hair Dye Box

Make-Up Tray

Butter

Toaster (red IKEA-looking one)

DIY Container Mug

Hemnes Vanity

5th Avenue Deco Globe

Magazine - Arts/Music/Architecture

Eyeshadow (6 color pots)

Open Book - Simlish

Tawashi

Coffee Table

Animated Birdbath

Penchant For Plaid Wallpaper

Bistro Tea Set

Fishermen's Nook Set

Woven Chest

Crystal Ball

Get Famous Clutter

Parenthood Bathroom Clutter

Vintage Glamour Clutter

BRIE Reading Glasses

Hatch Mowed Grass by BritStep (included)

Floral Wallpaper by DWS (included)

Freed Eco Decor

Family Fun Stuff Conversion

Pillow Galore Collection

Samspelt Deer

Upright Piano

Sputnik Toaster

Eco Kitchen Stuff

Striped Wallpaper with Wainscoting

Umbrella Stand Collection

Amber Glasses

Plant Life Kit

Cathrineholm Lotus Inspired Kitchen Recolors

Steaming Cups

Shabby Chic Round Pillow

Cottage Garden Set

Sheer Will Curtains

Mid-Mod Seema Chair & Mid-Mod End Table

Kitchen Goals

Study All Night Clutter Item

Luminous Lotus

Binge Inking Stacked Books

Luminous Ball in Lotus Flower

Spring Fling Paintings

Rifle Paper Company Window Valance

Moravian Star Lamp

Under Stairs Bookshelf

Slot Fixes

Tastefully Tacky Paintings

Sims 2 to 4 Mask Conversions by unknown (included)

Ornate Display Stand

Christmas Gifts 2018 - Sweets

BV Souvenirs & Collectibles

Simplistic Curtains Add-Ons

Additionally there are items from the following sets by Peacemaker_IC:

Annabel Bedroom Suite

Atwood Living

Caine Living

Cats & Dogs Siding Recolors

Coba Bedroom

Colour Me Rugs

Country Crafter Build Set

Elsie Bedroom

Essa Kitchen

Futura Living

Geomertic Murals

Graciously Georgian Set

Grove Furniture Collection

Hamptons Getaway

Hamptons Hideaway

Hamptons Retreat

Mid-Century Abode

Mid-Century Eclectic

Mina Kitchen

Myra Living & Study

Oasis-Chic Dining

Oasis-Chic Living

Ornate Tiling

Paranormal Add-Ons

Roarsome Bedroom

Rock'n Rockers

Shrunken Coffee Tables

[anonymousewrites]

Happy New Year!

I hope you all have a wonderful 2024! You guys all rock!

Here's my plan for what I know I'm writing so far in 2024:

A Study of the Heart and Brain Book 3

Adolescent Antichrist Book 5

One Hell of a Love Book 3 (once the season comes out :))

Don't worry, there will be more than that, but right now that's the definitive plan.

Some possible stories I'm considering:

AOS Logos and Pathos

AU Dazai x Reader

New Father Figure x Teen! Reader story

Also, for fun, here is the list of the books I read in 2023:

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey

The Grimrose Girls by Laura Pohl

A Touch of Darkness by Scarlett St. Clair

A Duel with the Vampire Lord by Elise Kova

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

The Stolen Heir by Holly Black

Radiant Sin by Katee Robert

The Stranger by Andre Camus

We Free the Stars by Hafsah Faizal

Kingdom of the Feared by Kerri Maniscalco

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

On Writing by Stephen King

The Little Book of Talent by Daniel Coyle

League of Liars by Astrid Scholte

King of Wrath by Ana Huang

Furyborn by Claire Legrand

Hades by Carly Spade

Black Coffee by Agatha Christie

King of Pride by Ana Huang

Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie

Lord Edgware Dies by Agatha Christie

Murder on the Links by Agatha Christie

Mrs. McGinty’s Dead by Agatha Christie

The Atlas Paradox by Olivie Blake

Bloodmarked by Tracy Deon

Apollo by Carly Spade

Ares by Carly Spade

Eros by Carly Spade

Poseidon by Carly Spade

Zeus by Carly Spade

The Mystery of Three Quarters by Sophie Hannah

Hallowe’en Party by Agatha Christie

Pestilence by Laura Thalassa

The Power and the Glory by Graham Greene

Cruel Seduction by Katee Robert

Assistant to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer

A Duet with the Siren Duke by Elise Kova

Still Life by Louise Penny

A Fatal Grace by Louise Penny

L’Ultimate Notte Della Nostra Vita by Adam Silvera

War by Laura Thalassa

The Cruelest Month by Louise Penny

Throne of the Fallen by Kerri Maniscalco

A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare

The Madness of Crowds by Louise Penny

King of Greed by Ana Huang

Kingsbane by Claire Legrand

Lightbringer by Claire Legrand

Foul Lady Fortune by Chloe Gong

Foul Heart Huntsman by Chloe Gong

The Righteous by Renee Ahdieh

The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

Nine Liars by Maureen Johnson

The Blue Machine by Helen Czerski

A Rule Against Murder by Louise Penny

The Brutal Telling by Louise Penny

The Murder at the Vicarage by Agatha Christie

The Harlequin Tea Set and Other Stories by Agatha Christie

Starter Villain by John Scalzi

Last Violent Call by Chloe Gong

The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie

Death in the Clouds by Agatha Christie

[strange-eorzean-tales]

Get to know O'livia Kinley!

P.S. I have searched so many places to try and find a tag to properly credit MonsterMyrr but I cannot find them! If you know their link please share with me so I can edit this post!

1. Are they Ticklish?

Yes

2. Introvert or Extrovert?

Introverted Extrovert. She loves being around people and her friends and is often loud or cheery and inviting, but she has a limit and when that is reached she shuts down.

3.Favourite way to spend their free time?

Painting. She isn't good at it, but she likes to paint for catharsis.

4. What they wear to bed?

Pajamas. I imagine the matching flannel set with buttons down the front, some sort of pink plaid pattern.

5. Favourite Treat?

A custard tart with whipped cream and strawberries on top

6. Fondest childhood toy?

A doll that resembled Scrump from Lilo and Stitch made by her mother

7. Alone in the dark, what do they do?

Sleep, maybe cry a little.

8. How good are they at cooking?

She can cook enough to survive, but doesn't make it into an art.

9. Do they have a skill others don't know about?

Kind of, but she also doesn't know about it, or is too afraid to acknowledge it.

10. Guilty pleasure they would never admit to?

She used to read a lot of harlequin novels.

11. Do they like hugging or being hugged?

Absolutely to both

12. Do they have a significant other? If no, would they want one?

Yes!

13. When they enter a room full of people, are they noticed?

Most of the time! The green hair makes it hard to not be noticed.

14. What do they smell like?

Depends on the type of Tree she spent time climbing.

15.Describe their voice.

She speaks with a bit of an accent. A little Limsan a little Gyr Abanian ....she adopted it from someone who had saved her at a young age.

16. Coffee or Tea?

Tea. White tea preferably but will drink any.

17. Do they have any phobias or fears?

So many... voidsent, abandonment, her innate magical abilities (primarily fire based),

18. What position do they sleep in?

Starts off in a ball on her side hugging either a pillow or stuffed animal, wakes up absolutely sprawled out like a starfish.

19. Can they sing?

Yes but she chooses not to publicly.

20. Are they good with kids? Do they have any?

Livia is great with kids! She's liable to get into trouble with them though, pranking some unfortunate merchant for sure...

21. Do they consider themselves good looking? Do others?

She believes she is cute and charming but not alluring or sexy. Others have complimented her looks many times, though she doesn't know if they're just being polite or not.

22. They rip their pants. Do they have them fixed or buy new ones?

If she wears pants she would try to mend them, but she prefers shorts, skirts and dresses

23. Do they use drugs or alcohol?

Occasional drinking

24. Any pets?

A duck named Rooster

25. Do they prefer Night or Day?

She prefers the time between them. Dusk and dawn. The twilight hours where the sky is bright but it is still a bit dark, the birds have awoken, and there is a violet hue to everything.

26. They get a nasty flu, how do they manage?

Becomes an absolute baby and demanding. Eventually she'll feel bad and try doing things herself though.

27. Any siblings? What of their parents?

One older brother by 3-4 years named Mikh'a, and two dead parents.

28. Do they enjoy playing games?

Loves them! She particularly enjoys triple triad

29. Describe their home or living situation.

She has lived in many places, but few she would consider home. The ship was her home. Now the birdhouse is.

30. If someone walked in on them naked, how would they react?

She would become flustered and blush while trying to cover herself with anything available, apologizing profusely as if it were her fault.

31. Random cute fact!

If she is mad or displeased or a situation calls for a degree of seriousness, she will drop her accent.

[jlf23tumble]

Hi Jen, I'm the books-fanfic anon. Thank you for responding. I am not too fussed about genre although I do lean more towards fiction.

I would love to hear your recommendations. Appreciate your time, have a wonderful day!!

Hello! I think fiction's fine, a great place to start, and I'll give you things that are bite-sized so that you can build up your muscle--most of this is cribbed from a list I gave someone who just wanted a reading list based on this blog's "vibes," so I'm sure you could easily add to it. My recommendation is to start off with short stories and/or essays, so from that list, I'd go with these easy ones:

Short story collections by Agatha Christie (some of my faves are The Labors of Hercules, The Harlequin Tea Set, Parker Pyne Investigates, and The Golden Ball)

The Martian Chronicles, by Ray Bradbury

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, by Taylor Jenkins Reid (each chapter is about a husband, so technically, a set--a stretch, mayhaps!)

...nonfiction but fun:

The White Album AND Slouching Towards Bethlehem, by Joan Didion (I can't decide!)

The Fran Lebowitz Reader, by Fran Lebowitz

Holidays on Ice, by David Sedaris (so many of his, tbh)

The I Hate to Cook Book, by Peg Bracken (I know, but it's a fun read!)

How to Talk Dirty and Influence People, by Lenny Bruce (it's been a while, tbh, so read the rest first lol)

....I'll stop there, those are "vibes only" options, but there are literally so many things, even more modern ones, that'll charge you up (more in tags, too)!

[michelleleewise]

I know your not taking requests rn, but I think this would be a really good idea and I don’t want to forget.

So the reader is an aspiring author/artist, whatever u want. They always go to Loki for ideas and help articulating ideas/anatomy. Again, whatever.

One day he comes into their room, and sees the reader crying. When he finally calms the reader down enough to speak, he learns that the reader had accidentally knocked over their water bottle, spilling it on (device), and lost all their work.

Whatever happens next is up to you!

Again, I know your not taking requests rn, but I think it’s just a really cute idea and I’m going to kick myself if I start writing smthn other than the 12+ docs I have open.

Hope u have a great day! I really dont mind I’d u don’t do this, I just wanted to put it out into the abyss. 😁

Also, I absolutely love your stories, they are my only source of dopamine rn! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Heeeeeeey!!!!!!! Sorry this took me a minute to get to!!!!!! I have also had too many to keep up with hahaha but......I'm doing this!!! Thank you so much for sending me this, i hope i did it justice and i did ok, and thank you for all the love and support!! Your aaaaaamazing!!!! Here we go....

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Let Me Help

Pairing: Loki x female reader

Warnings: crying, a disastrous anniversary, a broken computer..... and all the fluff imaginable

Summary: you are an aspiring author working on your first book, when an accident derails your plans...

A/n- graphics by @harlequin-hangout

You grabbed your pen and paper, making sure to save your progress on your computer before scooting the chair back to hunt for your lover. You were writing your very first romance novel and you needed his perspective. When you began this endeavor he was nothing if not supportive, telling you how proud he was that you were doing what you loved, and offered his assistance with anything you needed, and to be honest you were more then grateful. Who better to ask advice from then a thousand year old God who has probably read every book in existence.

You walked into the living room seeing him settled in his chair, book in hand of course blowing on a cup of tea "Hello love, how is the writing coming?" He asked smiling up at you "Loki...when did you know you loved me?" You asked sitting on the ottoman in front of him "from the minute I laid eyes on you." He purred as you stared blankly at him making him laugh "ok, real answer." He said sitting up a bit "I would say it had to be our one year anniversary, do you remember?" He asked watching you "God Loki, that was the worst night ever." You laughed remembering that fateful evening.

You had just bought a brand new dress, emerald green silk that hugged every inch of you, pairing it with strappy black heels. You had had your hair and make up done professionally and made sure everything was perfect. Loki had come to pick you up, wearing your favorite suit that made you want to climb him like a tree, where you had set off for the evening, until one disaster after another hit in full force. First, as soon as you stepped outside a cab drove past a puddle spraying water all down your front making you gasp...loki had magicked you dry but it wasn't looking good. You made it to the restaurant finding they were out of half the menu when a waiter past by with a flaming you didn't know what and got to close to your hairspray coated hair igniting it, causing you to panic when another waiter dumped a bucket of water over your head.

You sat back at the table as Loki stared at you wide eyed "Darling, did you want to call it a night?" He asked standing up "no, no its ok. Its over let's....just enjoy dinner." You smiled seeing him slowly sit down. "Are you certain? We can go out another time." He smiled grabbing your hand. "It's our anniversary Loki, I'm fine." You smiled again. You were not going to let whatever was going on mess this up. But the evening wasn't done with you yet. You broke a heel walking to the bathroom making you trip and rip your dress, the sink in the bathroom broke spraying water in your face. Anything that could go wrong did as you sat back down at the table, the waiter bringing your food setting Loki's down in front of him, about to do the same with yours as he tripped sending it into your lap.

So there you were, dripping wet, makeup long gone, your hair a singed mess covered in food as you looked up seeing Loki looking at you with a softeness in his eyes "let me help." He said, waving his hand a green mist traveled down you, righting everything as you sighed. "Thank you Loki." You smiled at him. "Anything for you my love." He said grabbing your hand he pushed his plate between you "allow me." He said digging his fork into his food bringing it to your lips. "I cannot tell you how much I adore you love." He said smiling making your face heat up. The rest of the night going more smoothly.

"Well that can't be, I was an entire mess." You laughed looking at him. "No my dear, you were like a valkyrie facing battle. And no matter what happened, or what the evening threw at you you would not allow it to deter you, to ruin our special evening." He said leaning forward "I knew then that you my dear had the spirit of a warrior, with the heart and patience of a saint." He said cupping your cheek "and I couldn't picture the rest of my life without your light in it." He said leaning forward kissing you gently. "Lokiii...." you blushed as he pulled back smiling "is there anything else you would like to know my love?" He asked rubbing your cheek "no, I think I got it, thank you love." You said pecking his lips as you got up. "Anything for you love." He said sitting back picking his book back up.

You walked to the kitchen grabbing a bottle of water before heading back to the bedroom to continue your work, new ideas sprouting in your mind as you sat at the desk, popping the lid off your bottle you got to work.

Loki looked up at the clock seeing it had been several hours since he last saw you. Usually you would have come out to hunt for snacks or a drink but he hadn't seen you since that afternoon. He set his book down slowly standing up stretching as he made his way to the bedroom, expecting to find you asleep on your computer as he had several times before. He reached up grabbing the knob hearing a whimper come from inside "Darling.." he said walking in seeing your cheeks a deep red, your eyes puffy and red as tears spilled down your beautiful face, what had happened since he saw you last.

"Darling, what's the matter? What happened?" He asked as he saw the towel in your hand, reaching up trying to wipe the keyboard "i...l..loki....i...." your voice soft and strained, his heart aching hearing you sound so broken. He rushed over kneeling in front of you. "Take a deep breath love." He said rubbing your arm as another round of sobs broke his heart "i...I d..dropped m...my w...water..." you said through broken sobs pointing at the computer, loki looking over seeing the screen black as you covered your face with your hands "oh darling." He said pulling you forward wrapping his arms around you, rubbing your back as you cried into his shoulder "just breath love, it's ok" He said holding you tighter.

You pulled back looking at him, the site making his heart hurt as you wiped your face "a...all of my work...." you trailed off looking at the blank screen "it's.....gone loki....a...all gone." You said, a new wave of sobs wracked through you. He pulled you into his lap, rocking you back and forth as the sobs slowly quieted to soft snors. He looked down seeing you had cried yourself to sleep in his arms. He looked at the computer sighing as he slowly looped his arm under your legs, genlty standing as to not wake you He carefully walked to the bed laying you down pulling the blanket up around you hearing you sniffle. He pushed your hair back seeing the tear lines streaking down your cheeks making his heart clench in his chest, they had no business being on your beautiful face.

He waved his hand over you, the lines disappearing in a green flash as he leaned down kissing your cheek "I love you darling." He whispered against your skin hearing you groan as he stood, turning back to the computer. He stode towards it, taking the seat that you had been in staring at the black screen, he had no idea if he could fix it, he hadn't tried to fix these Midgardian devices before, turning when he heard you sniffle again seeing you had shifted but still sleeping. He turned back around, hovering his hands over the keyboard he closed his eyes, summoning his seidr as he concentrated on the task...to help you. As his hands glowed green he hoped he could do this for you, after everything you had done for him.

You woke to a pounding behind your eyes, groaning you rolled over to hug Loki but were met with cold sheets...and no Loki. You popped your head up as confusion swirled in your mind, looking over seeing his side hadn't been slept in. You dropped your head back to the pillow remembering what had happened, the water meeting the keyboard as the screen went black. The pit in your stomach returning remembering all your work was gone...in the flash of an eye everything you had put into it vanished. You rubbed your eyes trying to relieve some of the pain sitting up. You had two options, either give up, or start again, and with as much as you had written that was a discouraging thought.

You opened your eyes, confusion hitting you seeing Loki slumped over at the desk, his arms tucked under his head as he softly snored. "What the.." you started when you looked up seeing the computer screen on. You jumped up, stumbling over the blanket as you ran over, seeing your words written in black and white on the screen making you smile. It wasn't gone....you looked down at your sleeping God, gently brushing his hair back seeing his nose twitch. He looked so peaceful like this, so carefree. You carefully leaned down pressing a kiss to his cheek hearing him groan "no mother, I don't want to go to the tutor today." He said furrowing his eyebrows making you giggle. Apparently not wanting to go to school was a universal thing.

"Loki, my love wake up." You said genlty shaking him "no, I'm not doing get help." He groaned confusing you "umm Loki, your sleeping love, wake up." You said nudging him a bit harder when his eyes slowly opened "mm hello darling, what.." he trailed off slowly sitting up seeing he was at the desk "I'm sorry love I must have fallen asleep." He said rubbing his eyes "Loki, did you do this?" You asked pointing to the computer "oh, yes. You were so heartbroken I wanted to help, so I used my seidr and luckily I was able to get it working again, I started reading what you had and I must have dozed off. It is quite good love." He said smiling up at you.

"Oh Loki." You said jumping into his lap wrapping your arms around his neck hearing him laugh "Thank you so so so much! I can't..." you said "I was gonna have to start over, but you..." you trailed off pulling back to look at him "my savior. What can I do to repay you?" You asked smiling at him "Well, there are a few things I could think of." He said winking making you laugh. "I can't thank you enough Loki, this....you are utterly amazing" you said running your fingers through his hair. "To help you my love, I would do anything." He said cupping your cheek. "I love you Loki." You said looking deep into his eyes "and I love you my little warrior. Now, about that payment" He said making you laugh as he picked you up carrying you towards the bed "anything for you love." You said as he laid you down.

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Wednesday 11 December 1833

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windy, rainy night - calm this morning but rainy till noon - breakfast etc in my own cabin till 12 5 - on deck at 12 ¼ till 2 - a Hamburg schooner came into harbour - a fine-looking Bremen ship remained in the roads - a Norwegian timber-brig came in in distress – our American passenger came on a deck for a little while just before dinner looking ½ starved to death there – told me he is owner and his own supercargo on board the Washington of New York, 750 tons, ship and cargo worth £30,000 – to sail from Liverpool 1 February with a cargo of cottons etc. for Canton – thence probably to Manilla [Manila], and so home to New York – would take me and my 2 servants to Canton (4 months voyage) for 500 dollars – and would take me and them by the month at the same rate (including provisions say 130 dollars a month (1 dollar = 4 shillings English)  dinner from 2 to 3 - more talk today - just after dinner the captain of the Perseverance brig (lying in the harbour) came to us - said he had heard from the brig that touched here in the morning, there was a tremendous sea outside - we could not have stood on end - well to have been here - the Bankes had been seen steering south - must have gone into Gorel – our the captain had before said throwing the India trade open would hurt London and the steamers too, which used to have £120 for travelling the great china shops up the river - the E.I. docks would go to ruin - Liverpool and Glasgow will be the chief gainers – If I had a smack must pay the port-duties (port-dues) exclusive of the £80 or £90 per month but these not much in the north – the ice had set in here before this time last year – 1830 very severe – some floating ice came down even to the downs – the ice-boats keel-shod with iron, and long narrow boats, with a little bit decked over in the middle – of all the steamers on this station the Harlequin, our captains’ older brother commanded by, the fastest and the best sailor – leaves Hamburg on Sunday – from 3 to 4 just saw the Tourist come into harbour from Hamburg this morning – 3 of the steamers now lying here, - and then a ten minutes heavy hail and rain shower sent me down – a few minutes on deck again but rain again sent me down for the night at 4 ½ - tea from 6 to 7 – would not pay the monarchs’ bill for coals etc. (having to come back) for £500 – will want 60 or 70 tons – coals here cost 3 guineas a ton – in London the company gets them at 23s./d. a ton – at this rate calculating for fine weather a ton per hour, our American made out that their wood cost them only about two-thirds of the cost of our coal - returned to my cabin at 7 - wind tonight and rough water - our vessel heaved about so much before the tide raised her quite off the ground, that at 9 I was really sick and got rid of all my tea and bread and butter 1st time since coming on board this time - before and after tea cutting open and skimming over Schades’ English German grammar and wrote the above of today till 9 10 -I can’t stand all this motion and shall hurry into my cot -

[lavalanding]

WIP pinned post in progress

hi this is a blog meant to catalogue my different ocs and ocverse, which is called Inkverse!!!

inkverse is sorta like a.. metaseries (that is to say, a series OF series) and so there's a buncha different characters and settings. so here's some general background info and the different things and whatever (edting this so probably dont reblog it until im done editing in post lole)

inkverse is a metaseries that focuses on the titular multiverse of the same name, Inkverse. It is a group of several universes (possibly just one if i find a way to have them all coexist within the same universe but not right now) all created and ruled over by an adolescent creator deity named Inkblot. there's no general like. theme or goal here, it's just the place where all my oc stuff happens. ok. got it? got it [clicks tongue and flicks my thumb up]

sorting of characters by series and universe (along with what name i use to tag them with if it's not immediately clear):

Universe 0/Framing Narrative

Inkblot's Court (#inkblots court)

Inkblot

Maschera/Fortunato (#maschera)

Harlequin/Carmenta (#harlequin)

Mercutio

crow/Death (#crow)

Uncertain Canon:

Cyanblot, Yellowblot, Magentablot, and Keyblot (#CYMKBlots)

Whiteout (#Mirrorblot)

Redblot, Greenblot, Blueblot, and Alphablot (#RGBABlots)

Universe 1

A Night at The Masquerade (#a night at the masquerade)

Fortunato

Carmenta

Mercutio

Destino (#whitewoods)

Weather Station #17 (#weather station 17)

Whitewoods

Arctic Berings

Garden

Dr. Pacific Atlantic

Red Rover (#red rover comic)

Red Rover/"Rosie" Umbra (#red rover)

The Candle/Lucifer Umbra (#the candle)

Mister Midnight/Nyx Umbra (#mister midnight)

Splat

The Unconscious Mind (Id, Ego, and Superego) (#the unconscious mind)

Midas

Sagittarius

Rosie's Rogues Gallery (#rogues gallery)

Rosie's

Universe 2

Paozu Coasts (#paozu coasts)

Tuna

Wukong

Chamomile

Acro

Sushi

Coney Island

Bothersome

Mime

Bray Clown/"Dave"/Pen (#Bray Clown)

PRESS [F1] FOR HELP (#press f1 for help)

Basil (#basil pf1fh)

Fish (#fish pf1fh)

Cakes (#cakes pf1fh)

Key-Lime & Maraschino (#gate guardians)

"Chef"

Bonzi G. Binzo

elements

Starlight

tea

Kori

Host of Yesterday's Festival (#yesterdays host)

HALLOWEENTOWN

Spit

Spook

Devon

Deep Deep Stars

The Pilot (#pilot)

Captain Mello (#mello)

Taro

Geri

Quat

Barush

Video Home Systems Investigation (#VHSI)

Investigator

Detective

Universe Irrelevant

Lime & Indigo (#lime and indigo)

Lime

Indigo

Non-canon Inkverse OCs (#noncanon)

Roulette

Lemon

Cherry

[un-monstre]

My goal in life, ever since I read “The Harlequin Tea Set” at age 13, has been to assemble a collection of matching yet differently colored teacups. Unlike the story, however, I won’t put poison in any of them.