#this sparks joy i don't even have words ahhh

[thesomewhatliterateaxolotl]

[ID: Fully colored digital drawing of the family from The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles from about knee-height up. Gina is standing on the far left. She leans her left arm against Ryuunosuke, with her right arm on her hip. On Ryuunosuke's other side is Herlock, who's ruffling Ryuu's hair. Ryuu ducks and grins; the others are also grinning. Beside them, Yuujin, Kazuma, Iris, and Susato group hug; they are all smiling softly. Everyone's wearing their normal canon outfits except Kazuma, who's wearing his casual outfit from the artbook: a gray waistcoat and jacket over a white shirt with a red tie. The background is a soft ivory. End ID]

Day 4 // Family

[bluebaric]

The new chapter killed me. So freaking good it’s my favourite fanfic bar none at the minute.

The vindictive letter Alicent sent had me crying 😂 I know it’s angsty but honesly queen shit.

I love it so much.

I do have a question though.

Would rhaenyra care if she came back and Alicent was with criston? ie jealousy.

Are we gonna see more about the brothels ect I think like something else might me there maybe with daemon but might just be my mind because I’m over thinking about the story because I love it so much 😭

So talented and so many words per chapter absolute machine at writing

❤️

first of all, I just want to say thank you so much for reading and enjoying!! i'm so happy to hear that my silly little fic is bringing you such joy.

in regards to ur questions:

as far as rhaenyra's pushing alicent towards criston, the subject will be broached further in the next chap so i didn't want to give too much away. i will say though that in my mind, rhaenyra's letter was written with the best of intentions, not necessarily to get a rise out of alicent or get a longer letter back—i mean, she would've liked a longer letter but probably could've done without the extreme emotional duress. she genuinely just wants alicent to be happy, as laena explained, and this was just a particularly stupid expression of that sentiment. as far as whether or not she'd be jealous... that's a good question... why would she care about who alicent is in a relationship with... when they don't even have romantic feelings for each other... obviously... ;)

(alicent is not going to shack up with criston, so we'll never really get to know how rhaenyra would've reacted. i'll say tho that i think she would try to be all noble and self-sacrificing about it, but deeply regret having suggested it in the first place. she'd want to be happy for alicent but she'd probably find that more difficult that she expected it to be.)

then, as for the brothels, i will say that this thread has sparked a lot more theorizing than i expected it to, which is perhaps my fault. i suppose it's all presented in a very mysterious light. but in my mind, rhaenyra has just been living it up in king's landing since essentially when her mother died, following her desires where ever they led her. there's certainly a debate to be had about the ethics of purchasing sex and how it ought to reflect on someone's character, especially in this pseudo time period i've set the fic in—questions which i do Not feel equipped to answer in my little lesbian dragon show fanfiction. but in my mind, rhaenyra is very considerate and gracious with every person she sleeps with, she just happens to sleep with a lot of people and pay for it sometimes.

ahhh that was probably more in depth than you wanted or needed. i'm just so flattered to know that people are thinking this much—or at all tbh—about something i wrote, and i am egotistical enough to also really enjoy spewing meta bout my own writing.

thank you so much for your questions and for reading :D

[whitestaghere]

I'm here - Edmund Pevensie x reader (Chapter 7)

Hiii!! And I'm back once again! So I thought I'd end this book by chapter 10. Don't want to keep it too long too. I hope you guys enjoy reading this chapter ❤️ thank you for all the support! Appreciate it a lot <3

Y/n's Pov

Waking up in the morning, I felt my heart leap with joy. I'm finally going home! It's going to be a while to actually find my way back, but I'm sure I'll find it.

Though... there was that one thing that came shooting back into my head.

The previous night I went to bed rather confused. Edmund and I hadn't exchanged our usual good nights. Instead, he left the room as soon as he was done with dinner.

Maybe he hates me.

Oh how I hope that's not what it is.

Just thinking of it pained me.. for the first time, I was genuinely happy meeting good friends. I forgot all about my bullies and the tough times I had at school. And Edmund.. I felt like I could finally be myself, and that was all because of him.

Truth is.. I fell for him.

I wish I could tell him that, but either way I'm afraid. I don't want to ruin what we have right now. But a part of me wants him to know how I truly feel.

Suddenly I remembered the little smile he gave me before he sat down for dinner.

Flashback to the night before

"What's taking them so long?" Lucy furrowed her eyes curiously.

Susan shrugged.

All that was running in my head was if Edmund was okay. I left him hanging there. Without even asking if he wanted to talk about it. I ran a hand through my hair letting out a sigh of frustration.

Lucy looked at me worriedly, "y/n? Is everything alright?"

Smiling at her reassuringly I replied, "yeah, yeah Lucy.. I'm okay.."

Suddenly Peter came running in laughing.

"PETER!" I heard Edmund shout, coming in right after him. The two letting out strings of laughter.

Lucy and Susan exchanged confused glances, "what took you two so long?" Susan glanced back and forth between them.

"Oh nothing..." Peter sent a wink in Edmund's direction to which Edmund returned a rather disgusted look.

Taking their seats, Edmund gave me a soft smile and sat right in front of me.

I guess he's okay?...

And we proceeded on with dinner.

End of flashback.

Just picturing his smile gave me butterflies, even though I wasn't sure what he hid behind it.

I really hope he'd visit me when I go back. I'll miss being under the same roof with him of course. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

I got up. Adjusting my clothes, I went up to the door. Opening it to reveal Susan, "Good morning y/n!"

"Good morning Su!"

"Big day huh?" she grinned at me, to which I returned a shy nod. She let out a hearty laugh in response, "well, go wash up.. breakfast will be ready in a bit."

I smiled at her, "okay Su.." I watched her close the door behind her, only soon after to hear someone knock once again.

Opening the door I was greeted by.. oh here comes the butterflies.

Edmund.

For a second I felt like time stopped. Ahhh. What is he doing to me?

My cheeks began to heat up. This was not anything new of course. He always had this way.. to make me blush by just the littlest things he did.

I began to observe every little detail. His dark brown hair, wet and slightly tousled. He was wearing a striped blue and white shirt, clad in blue jeans. His lips soft and a peachy pink. A soft smile delivered from them.

Getting captivated by his chocolate brown eyes, I smiled unknowingly.

Edmund broke the silence clearing his throat, "y/n?"

"Hmm? Yeah?" I replied, still stuck admiring him, in my own little world.

"Like what you see?" he smirked.

I snapped out of my thoughts. Did I hear that right? He was smirking, and that was not making things any better honestly. I let out a nervous laugh, averting my eyes, "umm y-yeah I mean no! I mean no, yes ah... you I.."

God why was I stammering so much?! There was nothing I wanted at that moment, more than to just go back to admiring him. I felt the blood rush upto my cheeks.

He chuckled, "good morning y/n."

I stood there for a second processing what he said, "oh yeah, g-good morning Ed.." he laughed. My smile dropped a little. Why was he acting like this?

This didn't go unnoticed by Edmund, "is something the matter?"

This is your chance, ask him y/n.

"Hmm? Y/n?"

"I-I thought you were mad at me.." I whispered but it was enough for him to hear.

"Why would I be mad at you?"

"Umm.."

"Well?" he raised an eyebrow.

I took a breath and began to ramble, "I just... Iwantedtotalktoyoulastnightbutyouleftsoonwithoutsayi-

He took my hands in his chuckling, "slow down love."

Looking at our latched hands, I couldn't stop the little smile forming on my face, "I'm sorry.. should-should I repeat that?"

He shook his head, "I know.. I'm sorry for leaving abruptly like that. I just, I had a lot in my head at that moment." Letting go of one of my hands he placed a hand on my cheek ever so gently, "I wasn't mad at you love.."

A sense of relief washed over me. Suddenly I felt a stinging pain on my cheek.

"Ouch! ED!!" I whined, he squeezed my cheek. He burst out laughing and I could only pout at him in response.

Soon enough his laughter was replaced by a smile. The smile that I absolutely adored. He stood there, staring at me.

"What is it Ed?" I stiffled a laugh.

No response. He just stood there, with a smile still plastered on his face. For a second I forgot that he had a hand on my cheek until I felt the other come up in result, cupping my face.

"Umm Ed? A-a-are you?" my throat began to feel awfully dry. Clearing my throat I tried again, "are you okay?"

He came a little closer to me.

I wanted to back away, but my body kept refusing to move. So I stood there, literally stuck in that position.

"Y/n I..." he gently bit his lip, eyes fluttering down to my lips for a millisecond and back to my eyes. He leaned in a little closer.

I felt like I could melt at the close proximity. Wanting to close the space between us, I leaned in too. Our lips just inches apart.

My eyes fluttered close.

That was it.

In just a matter of seconds, his lips were brushing against mine. I felt like a million fireworks just got lit up inside of me. Sparks of electricity, I felt like I was on cloud 9. It was like a dream come true.

His hand moving behind my head to push me closer, deepening the kiss.

"Ed, Peter's calli-" I heard a familiar voice, her words stopping halfway only to let out a squeal right after.

We pulled apart at once, looking everywhere but at eachother. I looked at him from the corner of my eyes and he looked so flustered. Me being on the same page as him.

Lucy stood there wide eyed with a huge grin on her face.

"What was that Lucy? Peter called? Oh yeah okay!!" Edmund ran out of the room in just the blink of an eye.

I was blushing furiously. My fingers touching my lips unconsciously. I missed the feeling already. Lucy ran upto me squealing, pulling me into a hug, "oh my gosh y/n!!! I KNEW IT! YOU BOTH LIKE EACHOTHER!"

Laughing I hugged her back. Her enthusiasm was just so adorable.

"I'm soo happy for you both!!" she pulled away from me, eyes literally sparkling with joy. "Are you both like.. a thing now?"

"Umm well honestly, I-I'm not sure Lu.."

Her smiled faltered, "what do you mean you don't know?"

"Well everything just happened so fast."

"You didn't confess your feelings?"

I stood there in silence for a while, "no.."

She intertwined our hands together, "well, he'll have to after that." she widened her eyes kind of in a look of realisation. "Oh no! It's probably my fault.. I'm sorry for walking in like that.."

"No, no Lu! Of course it's not because of you," I gave her a reassuring smile which she glady returned.

"Well, I must say you're lucky.." I tilted my head at her in confusion. "Ed doesn't really express his feelings like that at once. The fact that he's more positive when he's around you is just.. it's amazing. I can tell he likes you a lot."

"R-really? You think so?"

"I know so! And you should be knowing that by now too. Especially after what happened just now," she giggled.

I turned away blushing.

"Come on, let's go get breakfast!"

Edmund's Pov

"I kissed her."

"YOU WHAT?!" Peter looked at me with a mixture of shock and amusement.

"I-I-ah she must be hating me now!" I ruffled my hair furiously.

"Of course not Ed..." Susan said rather calmly. She was surprised at first but claimed that she 'saw it coming'. Except not me kissing her like that. "If it's anything, I sure she's just as happy as you right now.."

"I don't know what came over me.. I couldn't hold back. I just.."

She was there.. she looked so adorable all flustered. Her lips looked so plushy I just couldn't resist. I really wanted her to know how I felt, being too shy to actually tell her how I feel.

As if reading my thoughts Peter spoke up, "you wanted to show her how you feel.."

I glanced at him immediately. He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "You love her," he said rather cheekily.

Trying to give him a nasty look, I failed. I just couldn't stop smiling at the thought of hearing her say she feels the same.

"Well, now that she knows something about how you feel.. you should confess to her before we take her home.." Susan said looking up from her book.

"You think she'll say yes?" my thoughts flooding with multiple possibilities.

"Why wouldn't she?"

"She didn't pull away did she?" Peter laughed. I just groaned shaking my head, covering my face in embarrassment.

"Well, if she didn't.. that's a good sign." I felt a hand on my shoulder. Looking up to see Peter smiling at me, "trust me, she likes you.. I'm pretty sure everyone in this house knows that by now." Well that was.. reassuring.

Though obviously Lucy saw it with her own eyes.

"Bold of you to make that move though."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" I frowned at him. Susan stiffled a laugh while Peter shrugged giving me a goofy grin.

"Ughhh..." I looked away. Smiling to myself, I touched my lips. That was amazing.

Oh my gosh. Is this getting cheesier each chapter or is it just me? 😂

Edmund :- yes I agree, you are making me look cheesier than I seem.

Author nim :- oh you.. shush!

Edmund :- getting mad now are we?

Author nim :- *ignores*

Edmund :- you can't ignore me!

Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! How do you think Ed would confess to y/n? Stay tuned to find out! Love you all and stay safe ❤️

To be continued... <3

[melyaliz]

Let it be.

Fandom: Marvel / MCU

Summary: Sometimes a song can say things your voice can’t.

Pairing: Bucky Barns x Reader

Notes: PURE FLUFF

I just needed to write something, escape from the craziness of my job. It’s close to another idea I have… but I’m trying to get over myself and my need to make everything I write creative and out of the box. It’s ok to love a trope and write it a million times in slightly different ways…

Right?

(Have I written anything with Bucky yet?)

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“Well hello, farmer” you fought back a smile as you walked up to Bucky. You weren’t going to lie, he looked good. More relaxed, happier. Every day seemed better, you saw more and more of the man you assumed he once was.

Glancing over his charts that Shuri had given you once more you put them back in your box before pulling out the tools you would need for his arm’s tune up.

You had been a S.H.I.E.L.D scientist. The proper word being had been. Leaving that life behind after hydra and then the civil war you had helped Steve find his friend Bucky and ended up staying in Wakanda to help with his development.

After all, it wasn’t like you could go back.

Or wanted too.

The breeze was cool on your skin giving you goosebumps as you knelt down next to Bucky to start your work.

Or maybe it was nerves.

Those had been cropping up a lot lately.

Like -at the moment- how his smile kind of made your heart annoyingly beat a just little faster.

Only just.

“Where’s the little one.”

You bit your bottom lip trying again (and failing) not to smile. Really girl? You had several masters and you were here blushing like a flipping grade school girl. “She’s a little consumed with upgrades for her brother’s suit.

“Ahhh” he nodded as he watched you from his seat on the bench outside his tent, “she’s a funny one, that kid.”

“Yeah” you agreed fondly. This past year had been amazing working in Wakanda. Not only learning about all the advanced technology and working with Shuri on new ways to use it but also…

“Hello, earth to Y/N” Bucky’s voice cutting into your thoughts. You looked up your gaze meetings yours. His clear blue eyes so close as he watched you work on his new arm. “Where did you go?” he asked studying your face.

“Just thinking,” you said glancing back down at his arm, “Just about how grateful I am to be here.”

“Yeah?”

You nodded pulling out a few more tools from your box before going back to work, “it’s so advanced here… scientifically speaking, yet so…” you paused for a moment looking over at Bucky’s small home overlooking the beautiful lake. The sun reflecting off the water throwing small rainbows of color. “Peaceful.”

“Yeah” he nodded but his gaze wasn’t on the beautiful view, it was on you. That gentle smile that always seemed to play on your lips. The way you would scrunch your brow when you were focused or lost in through. The sound of your humming some tune (normally something he didn’t recognize) when you were working on something you loved or were just happy.

Kind of like at this moment only…

“Hey, I recognize that song.”

“Oh” you felt your face heat up as you realized your mistake. But it was too late to cover it up now, he had already caught on there was more to the song then just being stuck in your head.

“What?”

“I just…” you looked away fumbling with your tools.

“Oh, now you have to tell me.” he nudged you a playful smile on his lips eyes bright. He had found it, something that cracked you. He had been looking for it. That thing that would catch you off balance.

Little did he know his every existence was starting to do that to you.

“Don’t laugh ok?”

“Never,” even with that serious face you couldn’t help but see that twinkle of mischief in his eye. You wondered for a moment what kind of man he had been. Back in the ’40s before… all this.

“Well, I got to thinking last night how you haven't really listened to music since the ’40s and that kind of sent me down a rabbit hole of music from that time. Honestly, it’s crazy to think about, things like you missed stuff like Elvis, the Beetles, and Queen.”

He laughed soft and light and you weren’t sure if you were about to die of embarrassment or just joy at the sound. “I guess you’ll just have to teach me.”

“Man that’s a TALL order, I wouldn't even know where to start. I have a masters in biology and technology not the history of music.”

“Well what songs do you like to dance too?” he asked, you had long finished your adjustments and were not just sitting there feeling light and slightly flustered. Pulling out your phone you scrolled on Spotify trying to find a good playlist.

“Guess we could just start with the 50’s” you said clicking on Jailhouse rock, “This is the king himself, Elvis.”

Bucky nodded to the music, “This is cool.” standing up he held out his hand you eyed it warily, “This is kind of a swing...”

“Which I can do,”

“And I can’t.” you countered still taking his hand regardless of his hesitation. S.H.E.I.L.D may have taught you many things but dancing wasn’t one of them.

“Good thing I’m an amazing lead,” he said as he started to twist his hips you following his movements, the energy infectious. Soon you were both laughing and breathless as he swung you around to Hard Headed Woman.

“Now this one is about you.” he laughed as he spun you around.

“Well excuse me!” you said breathless and flushed as you pulled out your phone clicking on Respect by Aretha Franklin while singing out the words taking a few steps away from him giving him the full attitude that only Aretha could invoke.

“Where did this girl come from!?” Bucky asked bursting out laughing.

“She comes out with the right song.”

“What about a slow one?” Bucky said trying to take your phone, “Pick a slower one.”

“Hummm, well we haven’t done The Beatles,” you said clicking on Here comes the Sun.

“This really isn’t that slow.”

“Excuse me, this is one of their best…” you cut yourself with just one look from Bucky switching to Let it be. “I mean they are all good.” as the piano started to play Bucky paused listening to the tempo for a moment before nodding approvingly taking your hands again.

“Buck…”

“Shhhh”  

Both of you slowly danced around the camp, it was in that moment that you noticed that it sun had been slowly fading into the horizon. Ok, there was no way he had planned this. The way the electric guitar played from your phone as the two of you danced under bright amber and soft purple hues that were reflected over the pond.

Bucky’s soft crystal blue eyes looking down at you seemed to reflect the lights around him making him look even more unworldly than he normally did. It was captivating, sweeping you away from this world onto another plane. Somewhere else where only the two of you existed. You couldn’t look away, you didn’t want to.

Whisper words of wisdom… let it be.

As the song faded Bucky gently dipped you his strong arms holding you as you couldn’t help but smile letting out a soft giggle wrapped up in the magic of the moment.

“Let it be” you heard Bucky whisper the last phrase to himself before pulling you forward closer to him than you had ever been. Your hands pressed against his chest feeling his toned muscles under the thin fabric of his shirt. You could bearly breath, scared any sudden moments would break this spell and you would find yourself back running from Hydra or stuck in the small town you had lived in before S.H.I.E.L.D, or anywhere but here.

Anywhere but in the arms, on the man, you were desperately crushing on.

It was like a magnetic pull. You weren’t really sure who had started it but gently you both met. Lips gently kissing sending sparks through your body as the tender embrace. Caught in a moment. Swept up by the magic of the lights around you and the sounds of the music still playing on your phone as it switched to Hey Jude.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Caught up in the moment as you both melted into hidden feelings that had been building for god knows how long. Maybe before you both had even met. With all the craziness of your lives, you wouldn't be surprised.

Both of you pulling together by a fate that couldn’t be controlled. Moving in time but no longer to the tune of the music.

It was like ice water washing over you as Bucky’s metal arm brushed your bare skin just under your shirt. It pulled you out of your daze and sent goosebumps over your skin.

Pulling away for a moment with a gasp you felt yourself plummet back to reality. To this earth.

The sun had set and the moon shone brightly as the stars started to twinkle above.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky said pulling his hand away, fear written all over his face. “Did I hurt you… I…” you winced as you watched him unconsciously try and cover his metal arm. The pain on his face evident.

Gently you reached out pulling his mechanical arm bringing his hand to your face before kissing it.

“Don’t be,” you said your eyes never leaving his. “Never apologize, you can touch me however you want.” your voice husky as you kissed his hand again. His breath hitched in his throat as he watched you.

“Oh doll you have no idea how long I have wanted to hear you say that,” he said before pulling you toward himself again. This time his kiss was rough, needy, but just as all-consuming. You kissed him back with just as much intensity, hands roaming his body going places you had never dared before but had wanted to for oh so long.

With one swoop of his arm, he pulled you up. You let out a soft squeak as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

Your phone was along forgotten as he pulled you toward his tent both of you about to make some music of your own.

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