#tinseltrixie

[theoldtaylors]

Hi it’s almost midnight where I am and I’m writing crack fic... life is good

AS U SHOULD what's it about!!!!!!

[lipslikethegardensofbabylon]

Evermore asks— Willow, gold rush, tolerate it!

julie ty for the asks!!!

willow - when was the last time you completely lost yourself in something?

listening to music i def like float away. as far as ~doing things~ when i’m playing the ukulele or doing yoga i get into a really good flow a lot and it helps me get out of my head 🤍

gold rush - what do you look for in relationships?

trust, humor ideally. kindness, caring about me lol. but trust for sure

tolerate it - who do you think best understands you?

i think my husband 🤍 but i am large, i contain multitudes lol

ty again for the asks!!

🍂 evermore album asks 🍂

[victoriantrashjohn]

tagged by @tinseltrixie and @into-the-ironverse thanks guys! 💗

Fave color: green

Last Movie I Watched: literally just finished rewatching What We Do In The Shadows

Watching: supernatural and hannibal again 😔

Reading: still rereading time travellers wife i will never finish it i stg

Sweet, Savory, Spicy: savory

Coffee or Tea: iced both babey

tagging: @cyberdumb, @zagreus-eats-your-bread, @mothmason ,  @eroticlizardfiction, @saintofawe

[someinvisiblestrings]

Top 5 tv shows?

1. great british bake off

2. new girl

3. the big bang theory

4. community

5. the mandalorian

ask me my top 5 anything!

[rocinantescoffeestop]

58!

“Overkill - (Acoustic Version)” by Colin Hay

I started Scrubs, the sitcom with doctors, this quarantine, and not only do I recommend it to anyone who hasn’t seen it yet and loves quirky/witty comedies, but I lost track of my thought for the second half of this sentence.  Anyway, in season 1 or 2 of this show, the main character (JD) opens after a cliffhanger the previous episode with a freaking overload of anxiety and this was the song which played in the background of the episode’s opening. I searched it up, and since deemed it one of the tracks I could listen to repeat all day, all night. (I tried the non-acoustic version later on and very quickly realised I did not like that version.) Ladies and gentlemen, the Scrubs song. :P

send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist

[pr1deandprejud1ce]

Eden is such a bomb name!!!!

hell yeah it is thanks

[dawnquafam]

“I had to borrow it from Valerie,” Trixie explains. She looks down at herself, running a hand over the slightly peeling lesbian flag and the bold black type that said GIRLS. She laughs a bit. “Although I wouldn’t mind one like this. Nice and efficient, makes the point loud and clear.”

~Snowbound at the Black Sail

Merry Christmas @tinseltrixie!

[someonefantastic]

Deck the Halls (With Love)

Welcome back to day 2! This one is a scene that I still think should have been in the Polarizing Express and I'm sad we didn't get at least a montage at the end that included Shules decorating or spending Christmas together. Also the dog in this was @tinseltrixie ‘s idea. She had the great concept that Juliet would adopt an ex-police dog so here she is! Summary: (Post 5x14) With the Czarsky case finally solved, Shawn and Juliet can finally enjoy the holiday, which includes decorating the tree. Prompt: Decorating ___

“Shawn.” Juliet’s laughter rang out causing the aforementioned man to smile. He glanced over at her, peeking through green thistles and colorful ornaments as she grinned back at him. “You can’t put donuts on the tree.”

“Why not?” He stepped back and rounded the tree, cocking his head as she gestured to the sweet round delights hanging from the branches.

“Because they’ll get gross and full of needles and Peanut will eat them.” She crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head. Her hair swished around her shoulders and his hand twitched, trying- not for the first time that day- to resist the urge to run his fingers through it.

Instead he crouched down, smiling as the large german shepherd trotted up, immediately sniffing Shawn’s face. “Hey girl, who’s a good girl?” He cooed, rubbing his fingers all over Peanut’s head. “Do you want some tree donuts? Yes you do, yes you do.”

As Juliet laughed, he rose back up to his feet before wrapping his arms around her middle. Resting his head on her shoulder, he shrugged. “I don’t know babe, I think Peanut has spoken.”

Her fingers ran along his hand, before linking through his fingers. “How about this? If you take the donuts off the tree, not only will we have breakfast for tomorrow but I’ll also let you put the star on.”

He pursed his lips, humming as he considered her offer. Then he dropped a kiss on her cheek. “Deal.”

But he didn’t make any move to leave. Not yet at least. Rather he took a deep breath, inhaling her vanilla body wash as she relaxed into his embrace. They stood in silence, just admiring the tree as the faint sounds of Christmas music wafted in through the speakers Shawn had set up.

“Hey,” His voice was soft as he spoke. “I’m really sorry again for breaking into Czarsky’s place and messing up the investigation.”

She turned her head slightly, and while he didn’t meet her gaze, he could see the way her eyebrows knitted together. “You’re already forgiven Shawn. Because of you, we were able to get Czarsky on much more serious charges.”

He dropped his head. “I know… I just-”

“Hey.” She turned in his arms so that she was facing him, their chests touching as his hands rested on her hips. Cupping his face, she gave him a soft smile. “You’ve apologized like three times already. You’re forgiven. Just don’t do something stupid like that again, okay?”

He grinned. “Okay.”

Her smile brightened and he took the opportunity to seal the gap between them. It was a passionate and slow kiss, one that always caused his heart to hammer and joy to bubble in his chest. As he moved his hand to her hair, it brushed against the tree and he couldn’t help but grin against her lips. For their first Christmas together, it was shaping out to be a great one.

[cleardishwashers]

i was tagged by @thetiptoeingtulip thanks!!!

fav color: red or yellow but Not Orange

last song: seven nights seven days by the fratellis

last movie: ...ocean’s eleven lmao

watching: white collar (again lmao)

reading: the house wins by provocation (Again Lmao) and no like. og fiction bc im illiterate

sweet, spicy, or savory: literally any

tea or coffee: probably coffee but id kill for a good chai

tagging: @tinseltrixie @sanduschism @nananananananabatfam @heist-family-content @whoops-i-watched-another-show

[rocinantescoffeestop]

22!

“Stop This Train” by John Mayer

Acoustic? Naturally. The relentless motion of time? ALL the rage inside my mind. “I want to get off and go home again" – there’s hardly a day in which I don’t spend a minute (at least) wrapped up in nostalgia for my childhood. How lovely it would be to run back to the good ol’ days when the mama’s sang us to sleep when– Wait, that’s a different song!

send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist

[rocinantescoffeestop]

13!

You ‘n Skipps asked for the same lucky number 13! Can be found here.

[lipslikethegardensofbabylon]

You’re a champagne problems stan TOO? TASTE (❤️ tookthenighttrain, this is my main)

i honestly think that one is my fave. i keep going back to it and just drifting lol i loove it!

[rocinantescoffeestop]

9!

“State Lines” by Nova Amor

This song helps me reach back in time, one and a half years ago to be precise, to the month-long Outward Bound excursion I participated in. Listening to this song reminds me of the crystal clarity I felt when standing at the very tip of a mountain (a High Sierras mountain ;)). I could gush brag about my trip for paragraphs upon paragraphs, but I’ll just spare y’all the essay and say: This song makes me supremely happy.

send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist

[rocinantescoffeestop]

1!

“Coffee” by beabadoobee

Ahhh! One of my favourite vibe-setters of the year! And yet another major influencer of my original novel. ;) This song makes me think of warm mornings spent in bed with your significant other right there beside you, snuggled up to your side, and both of you are clutching mugs of coffee (sugar and milkified) and hoping for a lazy day in. This is my top listened to song of the entire YEAR. Between March 21 and March 29, I listened to this one hundred times. On March 26, I listened to this song EXTENSIVELY; I clearly remember that I was having a disconnect day – disconnected from anything fun or real – so I convinced my dad to let me bring his guitar to the friend’s house we were visiting for the weekend (after careful quarantine procedures were taken) and I dedicated hours to learning the chord progression with my headphones securely planted on my head, ignoring everything else in the world.

send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist

[dawnquafam]

Tagged by @tinseltrixie!

Fave color: Teal

Last movie I watched: Oh boy, I don’t remember exactly I need movie theaters back... maybe War With Grandpa? Or perhaps Fantastic Beasts? Or was it The Croods...

Watching: I am sprinting through West Wing bc it’s leaving Netflix after Christmas Eve and I am Big Sad. Also just finished s2 of Virgin River and my OUAT rewatch

Reading: Wings of Fire: The Lost Heir, Star Trek: Vulcan’s Heart, Star Trek: More Beautiful Than Death, and probably one or two other things bc I can’t focus on books anymore ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Sweet, savory, or spicy: Sweet

Coffee or tea: Soda

Tagging (if you want to): @scottishaccentsareawesome @startrekkingaroundasgard @itsybitsybatsyspider @ramblingsofachristiannerd and anyone else who wants to!

[someonefantastic]

As Long as You'd Love Me So

Day 3 lets go!! This is prob my favorite one that I've written thus far because who doesn't love married shules? Absolutely inspired by @tinseltrixie​ ‘s fic "On the Run". Go give it a read, it's very good! Summary: Juliet Spencer-O’Hara is feeling exactly two emotions- cold and unbridled anger. Both of them are because of Ewan. But thankfully Shawn is always there to put a smile on her face. Prompt: Cold/Snow ___

Juliet Spencer-O’Hara is feeling exactly two emotions- cold and unbridled anger. The first one was due to the fact she was a Florida turned California girl in the middle of Norway during wintertime. The second one was because it was her stupid brother- the same brother who had almost murdered someone and then disappeared for six years- who had interrupted her honeymoon plans to drag them out here.

Every single part of her just wants to grab Shawn and lock them both in their hotel room, refusing to come out until they properly celebrate their marriage. But if she does, Ewan would find some way to use Gus and Selene for his plans instead of her. And while she doesn’t know Selene too well, their newest group member is still a civilian and if anything happened to Gus, she’d never be able to forgive herself.

So she stays with the group, even when the wind whips at them, cold biting at her skin and pulling wisps of hair from her braid. They’re wandering around a very quiet, very snowy park and she wishes Ewan would just tell them the plan before throwing them into potentially dangerous situations. Though their unwelcome circumstances don’t stop her from linking her hand with Shawn’s, thumb rubbing against his ring finger. Their hands are gloveless and his finger is bare- they haven’t gotten him a ring yet, were saving it for a fun honeymoon activity but running from nameless men who want to kill you kind of puts a damper on those plans.

Kind of.

She slips her other hand into her coat pocket and smiles as it brushes against cool, round metal. She’d picked up the ring at a Norwegian jewelry store when shopping for food. It’s not much, just a silver band but by jove, this honeymoon isn’t going to be a total disaster.

Ewan gestures for them to follow him and she rolls her eyes. She’s never liked being bossed around by her older brother, especially now. He seems to pick up on her resistance because his shoulders drop and he gives her an exasperated look.

“Fine. We can stop for a short break.” He gestures around them. “Don’t wander off too far, you don’t know who you can trust out here.”

“Like you.” She grumbles under her breath. If Ewan hears, he doesn’t say anything.

Tugging on Shawn’s hand she leads him to a snowy overlook, a massive forest sprawling out below. It’s a bit further from the group than Ewan would like them to be but spiting him is one of the few things that makes her happy as of late. The other thing is right next to her.

“So…” Shawn drags out the word as he rounds to stand in front of her, taking her other hand in his. “I’m sorry our honeymoon sucks. Are you okay?”

She gives a little shrug, not meeting his eyes. “Yeah… well as okay as someone who’s long lost betraying brother comes in and ruins her time with her new husband can be.”

He breathes sharply out his nose and her eyes dart to his face, an eyebrow automatically raising. “You’re super cute when you’re irritated.”

A smile breaks across her face as she revels in the fact that he can make her annoyance fade away just like that. “Please, I’m always super cute.”

“Yeah you are,” He smirks, hands beginning to run up and down her arms.

And then it hits her. Just how incredibly in love with this man she is. His charming smile, his compassion, his jokes, his amazing mind. She loves each and every part of him, even the less than great ones.

The ring weighs heavily in her pocket. She had wanted to give it to him when they were alone in their hotel room but the scenery looks like something out of a movie and he’s just so adorable with his fuzzy earmuffs and too light coat and Ewan be darned, they might as well make some memories while they’re here.

So she drops her hands and gets down on one knee. The snow soaks into her pants and she slips a little but Shawn’s eyes have gone wide and she knows she has to do this. Slipping her hand into her pocket, she pulls out the ring, holding it between her thumb and two fingers.

“Jules…” He breathes and her heart skips a beat.

“Shawn.” She starts and hates how her voice wavers a little. She’s never been good with expressing how she feels, preferring to show through actions rather than words. “I love you. A whole lot. I don’t tell you that nearly enough so let me start out with that. I still can hardly believe that I get to be married to you.” Joy bubbles in her chest and she smiles. “Sometimes I wake up and I just watch you sleep all while thinking ‘this is my husband’ and as dorky- and... slightly creepy- as that sounds, it’s the truth.” He laughs and she finds herself joining him.

“Jules-” He says again, laughter still in his voice but she shakes her head.

“Please let me get through this first.” He nods and she takes a deep breath. “I know this honeymoon isn’t what we planned but let's be honest, when have we ever done anything conventionally before?”

“True.”

“I don’t need a romantic honeymoon to be happy. And while spas and warm weather and a significant lack of fearing for our lives would be really, really-” She raises her eyebrows. “Really nice, in reality, the only thing I need to have a good honeymoon is you.”

A grin has taken over his entire face at this point and a few stray tears escape his eyes.

“I love you Shawn Spencer, more than I could ever say.” She holds the ring out to him, love and adoration shining in her eyes, and realizes that her own cheeks are damp. “Will you marry me?” A beat. “Again?”

“Jules… of course, I’ll marry you.” His voice is light, almost breathless as he holds out his hand, letting her slip the ring on his finger. He then wraps his hands around hers, pulling her to her feet. “I’ll marry you every single day for the rest of our lives.”

She grins and vaults into his arms, knocking them off balance. They land in the snow with a dull thud, laughter ringing out. His hands land on her hips as she straddles him, her arms falling on either side of his head. He brings one hand up to brush her braid back over her shoulder and then her lips are on his, his surprised laughter vibrating through her. His left-hand rests on her cheek, a small strip of cool metal against her skin and she grins into the kiss. The snow is still wet, the wind still whipping but her heart is full, he’s warm and she’s very much in love with him.