#will borgen fic

[haddonfieldwhore]

nhl (hockey) masterlist

headcanons

nothing yet

oneshots / drabbles

vince dunn - seattle kraken

torn ❕

talk me down ❕☁️

like crazy ☁️

offline ☁️

matthew tkachuk - florida panthers

fragile ❕☁️

i don’t dance ***

hands to myself ❕

right here (hands to myself pt.2)❕

winter things 🎄 (xmas special) ☁️

hurt my feelings ***❕

wildest dreams ❕(IMY,IS preq.)

i miss you, i’m sorry ❕

jealousy, jealousy ***

bad idea ***

guilty conscience *** (bad idea pt.2)

safe and sound ❕☁️

hold it against me ***

will borgen - seattle kraken

sugar ***☁️

clandestine

tequila sunrise ☁️

welcome to the party ☁️

headfirst, fearless ☁️ (wttp part.2)

misc - seattle kraken

tied in knots - brandon tanev ☁️

mine - tye kartye ☁️

game over - tye kartye ☁️

misc - florida panthers

silver and gold - aleksander barkov

series

sparks fly - will borgen

one ☁️

two ☁️

bonus! (social media posts) ☁️

other

thomas milic playlist

vince dunn playlist

matthew tkachuk playlist

leon draisaitl playlist

trevor zegras playlist

kraken hype playlist

panthers hype playlist

matthew tkachuk (taylor’s version) playlist

matthew tkachuk yeehaw mix (the only man i’ll listen to country music for)

will borgen playlist

jeremy swayman playlist

aleksander barkov playlist

[ikealamps]

making a reference for jamie and will’s hand size difference……

[tapedsleeves]

2023 hrpf fic roundup

VGK / 6167 (mark stone / max pacioretty):

won't run away (but I'll have to take it slow) - the 6167 max thinks mark might be ace fic (rated T) passes too quick to see me - max has a migraine 5x drabble I want strings attached (prequel to our secret's worth its weight in gold published in 2022) - wherein mark buys the ring he hides from max in secret's worth i'd rather drown - after max is traded, he invites his family to visit Mark's house for christmas. but i can't see behind the sun - plane flirting triple drabble tripped and fell on you - max and mark met & hooked up as teenagers wear you like a stitch - mark has temporary amnesia or a gentle kiss - a vague pirate au double drabble

VGK / 981 (Jack Eichel / Jonathan Marchessault):

a wall to bring us closer - jonathan sees the photo of the way jack is looking at him later & decides to do something about it. from a shudder to a shockwave - jack falls in love with vegas, hockey, and jonathan marchessault you don't need to wonder, you're doing fine - Jack gets an idea for the post game award no reason to put up a fight - jack and marchy at stevie's wedding just what i needed - jack makes a kissing bet to get Marchy the Conn Smythe your whole life is a head (I hope we get to see it) - marchy has a crisis about being older than jack

Misc:

VGK: Chandler Stephenson / Shane Hnidy / Neon in the nighttime - parade hookups :)

VGK: Nic Roy / Zach Whitecloud / In all of my wildest dreams (they just ended with you and me) - bubble musing triple drabble

VGK: Nic Roy / Zach Whitecloud / i'll set you up against the stars - Nic wears lingerie

Canes: andrei svechnikov / jordan martinook / teach me to breathe (break me in half) - babygirl andrei :)

NJD: Nico Hischier / Jack Hughes / it's our anthem - first kiss double drabble

Kraken: Will Borgen / Carson Soucy / well and remix of and well from Will's POV

Kraken: Will Borgen / Carson Soucy / go hunt for honey - carson shares chocolate with will

Jets/VGK: Connor Hellebuyck/Laurent Brossoit / Message Pending / connor attempts to invite laurent to his house for a visit.

Jets/VGK: Connor Hellebuyck/Laurent Brossoit / but my body's in the lead - smut set after the Jets lose in round one of the 23 scp

Panthers: Matthew Tkachuk / Aleksander Barkov / Leon Draisaitl / fracture me - quick and dirty porn to make sure that dom!sasha is taking care of Matthew properly.

Panthers: Matthew Tkachuk / Aleksander Barkov / Leon Draisaitl / full time problem - leon calls sasha to set up matthew

Leafs: Kyle Dubas / Sheldon Keefe / ache it 'til you make it - sheldon gets stuck in playoff time loops

Leafs: Kyle Dubas / Sheldon Keefe / checking it twice - sheldon makes sure to write kissing on Kyle's to do list for tomorrow.

Leafs: Kyle Dubas / Sheldon Keefe / sand inside that hourglass (WIP) - Sheldon's wife used to peg him, Kyle offers to scratch the itch.

Avs: Nathan Mackinnon / Jonathan Drouin / just here to become the best yet (i'm just here for the psych assessment) - Jo finds a way to make Nate feel better after their back to back shut out losses

Oilers / VGK: Jack Eichel / Connor McDavid / or stone unturned - 5 times connor touched jack eichel

[haloslips]

what is a hockey narrative that you personally think is underappreciated and more people should be frothing at the mouth about?

harrowing to go through my hockey things tag trying to jog my memory and every other post is trevor

on that note i do think more people should be frothing at the mouth about trevor but i'm also kind of gatekeepy about him lmfao so i'm not sure and also like he IS a popular guy so that's not my answer except spiritually it is

i understand that most people simply don't pay attention to umich college hockey which is fine i get it, i cannot look directly at them for my own reasons. however seamus casey & gavin brindley have the most insane red string of fate narrative and i sincerely hope they get to be reunited again at some point in their future....

i would absolutely read the fic where seamus plays for whatever the dev's affiliate is, goes up and down throughout the first several years of his career while gavin becomes part of a star group on the blue jackets and then in like 5-10 years seamus is traded on a two-way contract to idk let's call it the panthers or tampa bc of the florida hometown thing and gavin gets traded kind of jeff carter style to the same florida team and seamus is like pretty much about to retire bc his career hasn't really gone like.... especially well and he's kind of sick of all the shuttling back and forth between ahl & nhl maybe he's had a few injuries i dunno. and gavin is traded to this florida team too and he's so fucking pissed off about it because he was IMPORTANT to columbus okay fuck off maybe he was key to winning them a cup (lol) or something i don't know and he's MAD. and it's been 10 years since they've played together and they've grown apart but now they're back in florida and this year shea is finally playing more nhl games and they still have that chemistry on ice..... so much has changed but what if actually nothing has changed at all? just a couple of boys who played together from ages like 5 to 20 and lost touch from 20 to 30 back where everything started

also will borgen & carson soucy really had something those first two years on the kraken and we did NOT talk about that enough

[afterthebattle]

Hey. I wanted to write that I love your posts about Borgen! I also stop by AO3 sometimes to read your M/B stories. They are really great! I wanted to ask (If you don't mind of course) if you plan on writing more M/B fics?

Thank you so much! I definitely plan on writing more stories, but I'm afraid I'm struggling with a bit of a writer's block these days so I'm focusing more on gifs and video edits. Don't worry, though, I can assure you that one day I will return :-) After all, I still have lots of ideas left.

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

Omg yay awesome could you write for Clayton Keller and Will Borgen ?

keller is on the coyotes (rip) right? and is borgen on the kraken?

i honestly don’t know too much about the western conference players so i don’t know if i would be able to do a fic about them justice 😅

[ao3feed-hockey]

Snowed In

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/fDZE895

by Anonymous

“I thought you said the forecast was good,” Will grumbled, looking at the snowstorm outside. “Thundersnow is not good, Carson!”

Words: 210, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Will Borgen, Carson Soucy

Relationships: Will Borgen/Carson Soucy

Additional Tags: cascadia shack (aka cabin fic), early relationship things

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/fDZE895

[fierceawakening]

@hazel2468 #mtg#magic the gathering#all goo d shit here#yeah if I ever wrote a fic I would like the idea of like#one phyrexians just being Some Dudes but also like#the red and black factions fighting back#to the extent that maybe some injured Mirrans even took on Compleation consensually#so that they could keep fighting for their home and people#but then Norn's influence ended up being too strong#i like the idea that Norn iss gone so like#the Phyrexians still on New Phyrexia now just need to manage#need to rebuild and figure out who they are again#that would be mad cool

eeeee thank you!

And yes, that's what I want. A Phyrexia that actually rebuilds, and becomes its own society, with pluses and minuses like any other.

I don't have a problem with Phyrexian megalomaniacs, I just dislike the way that the story seeded the idea of individuality and rebellion with Urabrask ten years ago, then promised us a Phyrexian rebellion, and then when we finally got to see the thing... Urabrask showed up long enough to yeet Chandra and spout a cool line about "Phyrexia cannot thrive if there is only one Phyrexia" and then got disassembled. WHAT IS THIS. BAD WOTC, NO COOKIE.

I think it would be really cool to have a society that always has a risk of Borgening because of a telepathic link, but that is aware of this and tries to minimize that risk. I think it would be cool to see some people fighting this happening to them, and some tragically losing but some managing it.

Like... Phyrexian Dominarians. Yawgmoth was Thran! Phyrexia is Dominaria's hell child. They all know it. Their history is fundamentally about those wars. It's unavoidable. I find it hard to believe that a Phyrexian who was originally Dominarian doesn't have Some Complicated Thoughts about this, even if they never completely manage to defy Norn.

I also think it would be really cool for the telepathic link not to be fundamentally terrible all the time. Having your friends in your head, reminding you that yes, we love you, you idiot, your brain weasels telling you we don't are LYING, we swear, would be very good for some Phyrexians' mental health. (*raises hand*)

Like, the kithkin have thoughtweft, and there's good and bad aspects to it. It can be easy to wind everyone up with a terrible idea... but it can also bind you to your loved ones and make you braver.

So... mm. It's not that I want Phyrexia to not be villainous.

I just... want some nuance. Some different ways different people and groups can go with it.

So we have confirmation that the black and red hosts are not led by Sheoldred or Urabrask, they’re manipulated by Norn.

This is good. I am very happy i gleaned this from cards. And I like how Norn understood the other factions well enough to make use of them, playing up the Thanes’ rivalry and knowing she shouldn’t try to directly control the furnace Phyrexians. Nicely creepy.

(But I am still profoundly disappointed that they didn’t have a chance to confront Norn and their rebellion gave her no trouble. Urabrask specifically upgraded himself to confront her! The story could still have required Elspeth. Urabrask holds her off, then starts losing, then ELSPETH WHEE. Would have given him his time to shine and given Elspeth a cool moment of “hey, not all Phyrexians are evil, this guy here is pretty cool. Thanks bruh, let’s grab coffee. I’ll bring Koth.”

Sheoldred would probably have done something more subtle, but that also could have been cool if it had come close to succeeding.)

We also have confirmation that the Simic and Izzet on Ravnica consented to compleation out of curiosity, and this was still portrayed as… bad?

This is not good, imo.

It’s not wanting transformation that’s evil, it’s Norn being a megalomaniacal jerk.

[haddonfieldwhore]

clandestine - will borgen

will borgen x younger!beniers! reader

summary: when visiting your brother for the holidays, you realize just how attractive his roommate is

warnings: ~ 6 year age gap, mention of past injury, a few uses of y/n, if you prefer you can read this as matty being like a brother rather than a biological sibling; just ignore a few words

word count: 3.6k words (i got carried away)

you shivered from the cold december wind as you knocked on the front door, smiling when a familiar face appeared as it opened.

“hey, you made it!” matty smiled as he stepped aside to let you inside his home. “it’s so good to see you,” he said, pulling you into a hug. it had been a few months since you had last seen him, and you were excited to be spending a few days at his place in seattle over the winter break.

“your hair is getting long,” you commented, looking at his dark hair that peeked out from under his baseball cap; so grown out that is had begun to look wavy. “and i think you’re taller than the last time i saw you,” you pouted. despite the fact that you were the same age, he had always been a few inches taller than you as kids. now, he stood a solid 6 inches over you, even without skates.

“mom always did say i was still growing,” he laughed.

“speaking of mom,” you laughed, reaching into your bag and pulling out a tupperware container of baking. “she sent some cookies for me to give you,” you presented the box to him, and he took it from your hands.

“thank you! i’ll make sure to text her and tell her you didn’t keep them for yourself,” he teased, and you slapped his shoulder.

“just for that i should have.” you rolled your eyes. the two of you were walking into the kitchen, when a tall brunette man with cinnamon coloured hair peeking out from underneath a beanie came down the stairs. you recognized him as one of matty’s teammates, and you were pretty sure his name was -

“will,” matty smiled at his housemate.

“did i hear someone say cookies?” he asked, his eyes bright as he noticed you standing there. “oh, hey. matty told me you’d be staying here for a few days,” he held his hand out for you to shake. “i’m will.”

“i think we met once at a practice, but hi, it’s nice to formally meet you,” you introduced yourself, trying to ignore the funny feeling in your stomach when your hands touched; the way his eyes quickly looked you up and down going unnoticed by both beniers siblings.

“and the cookies are for me, by the way,” matty teased, and will grabbed him playfully in a headlock, and the two kraken players tumbled to the living room. you sat down on the soft grey sofa facing the tv, and matty grabbed a nintendo switch controller.

“do you still think you can beat me at mariokart?” matty asked you, and you scoffed.

“i know i can,” you corrected, as he held up the game. you hadn’t played the most recent one that much, but you were sure you had enough practice with the previous ones to beat him; you always were better at the video game, but you hadn’t played in a while.

“you’re on. loser buys dinner?”

“deal,” you agreed. “are you in?” you asked will, who sat in the arm chair next to the couch.

“no, i’ll just watch,” he shook his head, and you shrugged it off with a smile.

“suit yourself.”

•

it was currently a very close game, you and matty fighting back and forth for the top spot on the leaderboard. it was down to this last race, and you were starting your final lap around the track.

“maybe you should spend more time practicing driving in real life, i think you’re better virtually,” you teased, and will laughed.

“damn,” he smiled, and matty shook his head.

“you’re just mad that i’m winning,” he smirked as his kart passed you.

“shut up,” you pouted, once again not noticing that will was watching you, rather than the tv.

you were about to lose, both of you nearing the finish line, when you felt the couch dip next to you, and you looked to your right in surprise. wills hands were over yours, his arm reaching around you to hold the controller as he got an item from the box and fired the green shell straight at matty, knocking him off the kart and driving your kart across the finish line.

“that’s cheating, you said you weren’t playing,” matty protested, and will chuckled, his breath hitting your ear from how close he was sitting, and you noticed he smelled faintly of vanilla and mint.

“i’m helping,” he challenged. the points were tallied up, confirming that you had won, and you cheered as matty tossed his controller down on defeat.

“i feel betrayed,” he held a hand on his heart jokingly. “i still think that outsider interference should be a disqualification, but a deal is a deal. there’s a great restaurant not far from here, but they only do takeout. i’ll go grab it if you guys don’t mind hanging out here without me?” he offered, and you nodded.

“we’ll live,” you teased. “thanks matty.”

“thanks man,” will patted him on the back as he walked by, before matty grabbed his things and slipped his shoes on, heading out the door with a wave.

“thanks, i owe you one,” you smiled at will as he set the controller down, leaning back against the couch cushions with his arm over the back of it.

“no problem. i didn’t want to listen to him brag if he won,” he joked, a cute smile on his face.

“i can’t even imagine,” you shook your head. “i don’t know how you live with him. i mean i had to but not by choice,” you laughed, and will could tell you weren’t serious. matty had been great to grow up with, all in all a very sweet older brother, and despite what you said, you did miss having him at home.

“he’s not that bad. plus, we’re on the road a lot of the time,” he took off his beanie to run a hand through his light brown hair, before returning the hat to its proper position. you cursed yourself for thinking that his hair looked really soft, and that part of you wished you could trace your fingers through it. “did he show you where the guest bedroom is?”

“no, i had just gotten here when you came downstairs,” you explained. will stood up from the couch, stretching his arms above his head with a slight groan. you tried not to stare as his fawn coloured hoodie rode up slightly, exposing the waistband of his boxers and a sliver of his skin, before he lowered his arms.

“come on, i’ll give you the house tour. hopefully he won’t be too mad that he doesn’t get to show you around himself,” you both laughed, and you grabbed your small suitcase from by the front door. you followed after him as he showed you the kitchen, which you had seen, followed by where matty’s room was, the hallway bathroom, and finally the guest room, which was -

“it’s right next to my room. so if you need anything, just knock,” he offered, and your heart skipped a beat.

“thanks, i appreciate it.” he just nodded in response. there was a comfortable silence for a moment as will leaned against the doorframe, his eyes trained on you as you wheeled your suitcase into the guest room, throwing your phone on the nightstand, before turning back towards him. as your eyes met his, he snapped out of it, clearing his throat softly and looking at the floor, and will hoped he wasn’t blushing.

“matty should be back soon, we can go wait in the kitchen,” he nodded his head in the direction of the staircase.

“okay,” you smiled, and he stepped aside to let you through the doorway.

“do you want something to drink?” he offered once you were back downstairs, opening the fridge to reveal not much inside. if you can imagine the fridge of a couple of college students (mostly soda, a few takeout leftovers; not a vegetable in sight), that is what you were looking at, but you supposed they ate out or ordered food most of the time.

“sure, thanks,” you nodded, looking at the options. “a grape soda if that’s okay.” he passed you the purple beverage, and you felt that same funny feeling in your stomach as his fingertips briefly brushed yours. i should not be feeling this way about your brothers teammate, you thought. you watched him as he reached in to the cupboard and got out plates for the three of you, and you noticed a large scar across his neck.

“can i ask a question?”

“how did i get the scar?” he smiled, turning his attention back to you, and you instantly felt bad.

“sorry - i’m shouldn’t have asked,” you apologized, but he just laughed softly.

“it’s okay, most people do. or sometimes they just stare at it and don’t say anything, which i think might be worse,” he said. “i got cut with a skate blade at hockey camp when i was 17,” he explained.

“wow - that’s a little…”

“terrifying?” he laughed. “yeah, it was.”

“how do you get back on the ice after something like that?” you asked, bewildered at how someone could want to keep playing after something so scary happening, but he just shrugged.

“i don’t know - i missed the game i guess. i’ve always loved hockey so the thought of not playing it again never really crossed my mind. it’s been almost 10 years since it happened, i kinda don’t think about it too much anymore,” he admitted, leaning on his elbows on the countertop. you did the math, deciding he was probably around 6 years older than you, and that shouldn’t have made your heart beat faster, but it did.

“well i don’t know what it’s worth, but i’m glad you’re okay.” you offered, still feeling bad for asking about it, even though he didn’t seem to be bothered by it.

“thank you. and besides, i’ve heard some girls dig scars, so maybe it’s not a total loss,” he laughed, that cute goofy smile spreading across his face again.

“i’m sure you do alright on your own,” you said, definitely having meant to think it, rather than speak it aloud. his eyes rows raised slightly before furrowing together in confusion, not sure that he’d heard you correctly. because if he had, that meant you found him attractive, and that idea only made the butterflies in his stomach worse every time he looked at you.

“what does-“

he was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening, and you shifted your position on the barstool you sat on, not realizing how close towards eachother you had been leaning. will glanced at you one more time before walking over to help matty bring in the food, leaving you cringing at yourself in the kitchen.

“whatever that is, it smells amazing,” you commented, shaking off the embarrassment as matty and will carried the food into the kitchen, placing it on the island in front of you.

“i hope you guys weren’t too bored without me,” he joked, and you and will both looked at eachother, the shared glance going unnoticed by your brother.

“not at all,” will smiled.

•

you had successfully made it through the rest of the evening without sticking your foot in your mouth again. will thankfully hadn’t brought up what you’d said, especially not in front of matty, but that didn’t stop the two of you from stealing glances at eachother for the rest of the night. you had caught him only once, as you looked up and found his pale green eyes already looking your way. matty had thrown on a movie, but admittedly, you weren’t paying too much attention; instead the only thing on your mind was the kraken defenseman sitting in the chair next to you. you took note of the way his knee bounced occasionally, and wondered if he was nervous for some reason - though you doubted it.

the guys were playing call of duty downstairs, and you could hear their voices faintly as you got ready for bed, changing into some pyjama shorts and a tank top. you were sitting in bed scrolling through your phone, when you heard footsteps up the stairs, followed by a knock at the door.

“come in,” you answered, and matty peeked his head in.

“i’m heading to bed, you all good in here?” he asked, and you smiled.

“yeah, thanks matty,” you said, and you wished eachother good night, before he left to his room down the hall.

about fifteen minutes later, you heard will come upstairs, followed by the sound of his door shutting. you stuck your head out into the hall, checking to make sure matty’s light was off. it was, meaning he was likely asleep as you snuck downstairs before you could talk yourself out of it. you grabbed a small plate from the cupboard and opened the tupperware container you had brought. after placing two of the cookies on the plate, you shut it again before tiptoeing back up the stairs, pausing in front of wills bedroom.

taking a deep breath, and despite knowing it was probably a bad idea, you raised your hand to softly knock on the door. seconds ticked by, feeling like hours as you panicked, rethinking your decision to bother him.

“hey, everything okay?” he asked, a concerned look on his face as he opened the door. he had changed out of his hoodie into a t-shirt and some flannel pyjama pants, his beanie gone and his hair slightly messy as he ran his fingers through it. yeah, this was definitely a bad idea, you thought, wondering how he looked so good doing such a simple action.

“yeah- i uh - everything’s fine,” you stuttered, tripping over your words as you felt his eyes trail up your bare legs, and you realized how little you were wearing. “i owe you one for mariokart, so if matty asks you can blame me for these going missing,” you managed to say without stammering, holding the plate of cookies out to him. he smiled, taking the plate from you, and this time you swore he intentionally let his hand brush yours.

“thank you,” he walked over to the dresser and set them down, leaving you standing awkwardly in the doorway. “matty went to bed already?”

“yeah, his light is off,” you answered, shifting your weight back and forth between your feet as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“..do you want to come in?” he asked hesitantly, but not in a way that gave you the impression that he didn’t want you to.

“i think that would be a bad idea,” you answered honestly.

“sorry - yeah you’re right,” he replied, his face scrunching as if he was kicking himself for asking. you took a deep breath, looking down the hallway one more time, telling yourself that matty was for sure asleep.

“i didn’t say i didn’t want to,” you clarified, and you found it impossible to lift your gaze off the floor in front of you. your heart pounded against your ribcage as you waited for him to say anything, and finally you looked up at him, to find him for the thousandth time today, already looking at you.

“jeez, i’m a terrible friend,” he mumbled to himself. “i shouldn’t have invited you in, that’s not fair of me.”

“even if i wanted you to?” you challenged, taking a daring step into his room, and he sighed.

“your brother is my best friend, he would never forgive me if he knew what i was thinking right now,” he said softly, and you knew he was right. you definitely shouldn’t be sneaking into his room while your brother slept down the hall, but that didn’t stop you from quietly shutting the door behind you anyway.

“what are you thinking right now?” you asked, walking closer to him, only stopping when he stood up straight, facing his body towards you; you hadn’t realized how tall he was.

“about how much i want to kiss you right now,” he whispered, looking down at you as your eyes locked.

“will…”

“no one can know,” he shook his head. “i’m sorry, i don’t want to hurt you.”

“please,” you reached for him, his hands wrapping around your wrists to stop your hands from grasping at the material of his shirt.

“if we do this - we have to be so careful,” he spoke softly, his forehead resting on yours.

“i know. we’re both risking a lot. but i just really, really want you to kiss me right now and-“

his lips were on yours before you could finish your sentence, and you melted into him, his hands releasing their grip on your wrists and allowing you to snake your arms around his neck. his hands went to your waist, fingertips digging into your skin softly as his mouth moved against yours, his lips softer than you’d imagined. you separated to catch your breath, as he walked you backwards until your legs hit the end of the bed.

“do you want to stay?” he asked, and you smiled.

“another bad idea,” you both giggled, his cheeks a light shade of pink from the kiss. “but yes, i would like that.”

“matty usually sleeps in a bit on our days off, so i’ll set an alarm so you can sneak back to your room,” he offered, and then shook his head with a dry laugh, as if realizing what he had said. “i am so not getting the friend of the year award.”

“i’m sorry,” you looked down, but he tilted your face up to kiss you again, softer this time.

“don’t apologize,” he pleaded. “let’s go to bed.”

you slid your legs under the covers as will walked around and go into the other side of the bed. he laid down, and opened his arms for you to crawl into. “come here,” he mumbled sweetly, his voice sleepy as you wrapped your arms around him. you allowed your legs to tangle with his under the blanket as you kissed him on the cheek, a smile blooming on his face in response.

“goodnight will,” you hummed, and he rubbed your back, a million thought running through his mind as he started to drift off to sleep.

“goodnight.”

•

there is a first time for everything, and today had to be the first time that matty was awake early. luckily, will had woken up to the alarm he had set, a little disoriented to be waking up with you in his bed. he smiled down at you in his arms, and shut off the alarm, deciding to let you sleep.

he heard matty’s door and panicked slightly, but breathed a sigh of relief as his footsteps passed his own room and thumped down the stairs. will combed through his hair quickly before heading downstairs after him.

“morning,” he mumbled, rubbing his tired eyes as he wondered why his housemate was awake so early.

“morning,” matty smiled. “i didn’t think you’d be up yet. i wanted to go for a run early today; that way i’m not really ditching you and y/n,” he explained. “i feel kinda bad for leaving them stuck with you last night.”

“ouch,” will faked offence, but judging by the fact that you were currently asleep in his bed, he figured you didn’t mind being left alone with him after all. he smiled to himself as he poured himself a cup of coffee from the kettle, thinking of the stolen kisses from last night, but his smile faltered slightly as he remembered that is was his best friends little sibling he had been kissing.

“i’ll be back in a little while, try not to be a good host if y/n wakes up.”

“alright buddy,” he laughed at the irony, as matty put in his earbuds and hurried out the house. as the door shut, will exhaled deeply, running his hands over his face, feeling incredibly guilty for betraying his friend. he set the coffee mug down on the counter, padding back upstairs to his room, the guilt being replaced with butterflies in his stomach as he looked at you, tangled up in the sheets of his bed. the sun peeked through the cracks in the curtains, illuminating the parts of your skin that it fell upon, and he sighed happily.

will walked over to the side of the bed and sat down next to you, unable to stop himself from gently running his knuckles along your bare arm. you mumbled incoherently, still half asleep as you rolled over towards him.

“hey, sleepyhead. matty went out, but you should probably get up before he gets back,” he explained, and you nodded sleepily, reaching out towards him and grasping at his shirt.

“lay with me,” you murmured, and he couldn’t stop himself, sliding under the covers with you as you curled into him, waking up slightly as he leaned down to kiss you. you returned it, reaching up to cradle the side of his face in your hand as his hands slid up your back, holding you tight. he leaned against the headboard as he maneuvered you into his lap, and you pulled back slightly.

“i guess this means you don’t regret.. this?” you laughed nervously, and he smiled.

“i don’t regret it,” he pecked your lips. “i did feel guilty facing your brother though.”

“i’m sorry,” you mumbled, looking down at your lap, but he tilted you face up gently with a finger under your chin.

“you don’t have to be sorry,” he shook his head. “come on, let’s get out of bed before matty comes back and then we really have to apologize,” he joked, kissing you one more time before helping you crawl out of his lap.

“how many days are you staying with us again?” he asked, as you walked towards the door to head back to your guest room.

“why? you like having me around?” you teased.

“something like that,” he blushed, and you smiled at how cute he was.

“at least three or four,” you replied. “but i think i could be persuaded to stay longer.”

disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned

[darkhopping]

I am writing a SoW fic and reworking on the K'arthen arc. As I read the script there isn't really a good explanation on why Malakai wants to attack Cydonia other than personal gain. Wouldn't wanting Cydonia'a military force be a better reason to attack it? Because it's not like Cydonia has any resources that Malkai might need either since K'arthen is already quite strong. I know sometimes war happens because of the most ridiculous reasons but mostly it's for economical reasons or power.

@mcliancraft

im afraid im not the best person to ask on this :( i have not read much on k'arthen arc; however ya that seems good? like songs of war has this whole thing abt power + if ur version of malakai finds the power of one of the two largest armies in ardonia worth having then ya !! seems good . there was this conversation in script between igneous and someone else (?? borgen? aren? cant remember) abt something something "people wanting peace and that threatens those in power" so that also might be a good place to start with in exploring power as a whole thing in it further ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[seaofthesoul]

I was tagged by @legoilas @jenneferofjengaberg @tcustodis @stillness138 @lohrendrell @going-there-and-back-again and @zaynsbff in a couple of ask games, thank youuu! 💝✨🌸

Tagging @amantisegreti @technicallysideacc @sunflowrhaz @pridesobright @queenmevesknickers @humble--bard @carsen-daily @mugglemirror @jlyarts @haleths + everyone who tagged me to do whatever part of this you want! No pressure as always ❤️ 

—picrew here

As usual, I did a regular me and a fantasy version of me 🥰

—screenshots

lockscreen, last song you listened to & last photo you saved

My lockscreen is a screenshot I took of Geralt in TW3 (in Velen), and the last pic I saved is this excellent meme courtesy of @queenmevesknickers 💖 

The last song I listened to is Battle for the Bridge from the Thronebreaker soundtrack, I’m legit obsessed with it 🥺

—four songs i’ve heard today

Apart from the song named above, I’ve only listened to the GWENT Way of the Witcher menu music today 💫

—the last seven sentences i’ve written

Not sure which sentences I wrote last, so I’m simply going to give the first seven lines of the last fic I’ve published, in the light 🖤

Gweilge wasn’t fond of stealing.

Even after all these years, it still left him with a filthy, sticky feeling of shame which clung to his skin long after the act, like a layer of grime no amount of cleaning in a fresh, crystalline stream could wash away.

Yet if it was the price needed in exchange for non-humans living better lives, Gweilge thought, he was more than willing to pay up — no matter how rank the currency.

Crouching as he was in the shadows looming down the side of the imposing mansion that was his next target, he was thoroughly invisible but for the wisps of silver smoke blooming before his mouth in the cold night air.

Storeroom should be right down this way, he calculated, his gaze trained on the outline of a wooden doorframe jutting out from the semi-regular pattern of the stone wall. The moon was curled up under a thick cloudy blanket tonight, shrouding the entire courtyard behind the estate in darkness, but Gweilge had ample practise coaxing the secrets of the night into revealing themselves to him; after waiting long minutes with his back pressed against the wall, repressing the shivers tickling his spine, he began making out vague shapes amidst the gloom. As loath as he was to admit it (even and perhaps most to himself), his rather vast thieving experience had also taught him to closely inspect his surroundings before making any move — which meant he already knew the door he was looking for should be situated at six blocks’ distance and would likely be easy to open due to its outdated, brittle locking mechanism.

—seven comfort films

Decided to go with animated movies to narrow things down a bit! 🌈

The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

A Goofy Movie

The Prince of Egypt

Over the Hedge

Zootopia

Finding Nemo

Fantasia

—get to know me

Feel like I’ve already done something similar to this several times, but what the hell, TC and Elis tagged me and I’m whipped so 😂💗

Name/nickname: Marianne, Marie/Mari

Star sign: cancer

Favourite bands/groups: only One Dee exists 😌💕

Favourite solo artists: apart from (you guessed it) the One Dee boys, mmm atm maybe Jamie Bower

Song stuck in my head: Waterloo from Star Académie 2021 haha 

Last movie: The Scarlet Pimpernel - thank you Bee and Kaley for getting me to watch it 😘

Last show: Borgen, before I got into TW3 and lost interest in any screen time that’s non Witcher-related sfhsgfds

When did I create this blog: October 2011

What do I post: chaotic multifandom content joined together by some sort of aesthetics? haha

Last thing I googled: probably something about Lie to Me in a convo with @amantisegreti 🌸

Other blogs: @garasham (vampire language), @ninquenarmo (TW3 screenshots) and @quenyatranslation 

Do I get asks: sometimes ❤️

Why did I choose this url: I love Tolkien and Galadriel ✨

Following: 1,036

Followers: 1,992 good beans 🥰

Average hours of sleep: between six and eight hours

Lucky number: none, but I like 3 and 5 best

Instruments: cello, harp and drums 💕

What I am wearing: sweatpants and an Uppsala Universitet sweater 🥺

Dream job: I’m gonna copy TC and go with “making a lot of money by doing nothing” lmaoo I wish 🤩

Dream trip: going back to Germany and Scandinavia 😭💖

Favourite food: any dessert 😍

Nationality: Canadian / Québecer

Favourite song: impossible to choose only one ???

Last book I read: currently tediously trying to make my way through Sapkowski’s Blood of Elves 😝

Three fictional universes you'd like to live in: Middle-earth always, Harry Potter (although fuck JKR) and maybe the world from The Edge Chronicles

[isagrimorie]

I’ve been reading She-Ra fic, and I’m glad I took a pause reading because now that I’ve returned to it most stories are finished and/or have built up chapters to read.

Anyway, I’ve also been thinking of canon!Adora and how she really is like Amy Santiago without the ambition. Or, not the kind of ambition Shadow Weaver pushed on her, all Adora ever wanted was peace and be with Catra and her friends.

And there was Catra, there was a post I can’t remember which, that said they didn’t believe Catra would give on her ambitions so easily in season 5. But I don’t think Catra is that ambitious either, just like Adora it’s all external.

Catra never wanted to be the Leader of the Horde. She wanted it because she thought Adora wanted it, it was the Rule Together part she was after.

When Scorpia offered her the same thing, she hesitated, unsure, because it didn’t mean anything without Adora.

And then, when Adora left Catra wanted to rise through the ranks because in her mind it would make her untouchable. No one would dare hurt her anymore but also she wanted, more than anything, was Shadow Weaver’s validation even though Catra knew she shouldn’t care. Catra also wanted recognition because growing up Adora, through no fault of her own, overshadowed Catra.

It’s why Catra needed to rise as high as she did, practically ruling the Horde, because without that Catra will always wonder if she could. This way she did rise, higher than even Shadow Weaver and realize doing so tasted like dust in her mouth.

Catra is a great strategist, and when not mired by her issues, a good leader. But she hated the paperwork. You know who loves organizing and paperwork? The Amy Santiago of Etheria, Adora of Grayskull.

Adora is a book learner, who has an encyclopedic knowledge of everything she learns. If only people will give her a dictionary. I can imagine Adora loving George and Lance’s library once the Peace really settled in.

But also, can you imagine the resources Glimmer has in her kingdom? An advisor who knows the ins and out of State craft (Catra), and a Nerd who would love nothing more to organize and do paperwork (Adora)?Brightmoon is going to be the most efficiently run kingdom in Etheria.

Also, Adora is amazing at forging alliances, she knows instinctively who to form alliances with and how they can help. Bow would be great at maintaining those alliances. And Glimmer, having learned from her mistakes would do a great job leading and delegating.

I bet Catra and Frosta would have a lot to bitch about running a State when most people treated you like a kid or someone inconsequential.

It’s not gonna happen but boy would I love a West Wing/Thick of It/Borgen style story about Brightmoon.

[elasticella]

The Game: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some authors!   

I am gonna go with posted fic, since otherwise I’ll definitely include spoiler fic and fic that may never get completed lol. Tagged by @laufire, thank you <3

tagging: @lunarloveletter, @banshee-cheekbones, @freshbrainss, @bohemicns, @lackadaisicalnereid & anyone that sees it and wants to, do tag me ^.^

1. Sharon hesitates before taking the final shot - bad form, thinking in the moment. (fatws: ayo/sharon drabble, sharon-centric and i wanna write her more, but also there miiight be a half written sam/bucky smut thing in this alt canon)

2. Beatriz can't believe she's going along with this. (powerless: beatriz/emily drabble, it remains being sad the show only got one season hours)

3. Sometimes, Addy thinks about letting go. (dare me: addy/beth drabble, the only fic i care to read and write in this fandom is dark angst sns)

4. “I don’t believe you.” (fatws: bucky/sam fake dating in front of therapist because)

5. Once upon a time, Sam thought it was great Sharon stepped up to manage their little outfit. (mcu: bucky/sam, fake dating again but!!! this time it’s just for smut and not actually compliant with the show lmao)

6. "Smile for the camera baby." (fatws: sam/torres, i took one look at torres and went ‘what a pretty twink, sam should tap that’ and here we are, also this is whump not like them making a sex tape which the first line alone may imply)

7. The first, the only lesson that counts is this: every voyeur is the same, all they want is an intense show. (sucker punch: amber/blondie, it’s depressing, it’s sexy, it’s exactly what you’d expect for this movie’s fic lmao)

8. Margo rolls out of bed with a big stretch. (the magicians/supernatural: bela/margo, to be filed under ships i love but can’t get deep into writing for whatever reason v.v)

9. On top, whenever Beth closes her eyes, just before, the sliver before they shut – there's a flash of Addy. (dare me: addy/beth, one day i’ll have the patience to write a proper dare me long fic, today is not that day)

10. "I won't reveal my source," Kasper says, all smarm, and Hanne pauses the tv, rewinds and watches again. (borgen: hanne/katrine, i dug the first season and fell off sometime in the second, anyways this was what came of it)

11. "This is your soulmate. Tahani." (the good place: eleanor/tahani, because everyone needs their own attempt #218)

12. Abed pauses Cougar Town, and Annie exchanges a look with Troy, taken aback by the action. (community: abed/annie/troy(/britta), polyamory negotiations, nothing actually happens but people like it so XD)

13. “Kitchen still open?” (hannibal: hannibal/will, mind games and blowjobs, again what you’d expect for the canon/ship)

14. Devi is still floating when she gets home, goes up to her room. (never have i ever: devi/paxton, this was for the cheating exchange and her voice was super fun)

15. Ben is reading Marquez when the room goes unnaturally still, and he pushes through the stagnant air to set the book aside. (the umbrella academy: ben/handler, power plays and tentacles, what a ship)

16. She’s allowed Five to become much too intertwined with her personal life. (the umbrella academy: handler gen with five and lila, the handler is so much guys, so much)

17. Freddie liked Beverly a lot. (hannibal: beverly/freddie, an unintentional rewrite of an older bev/freddie ficlet, but sexier and darker and better lmao)

18. For the record, Iris would like to state this is all Barry’s fault. (the flash: iris/leonard, the amount of coldwest(allen) wips i have, is frankly ridiculous)

19. Michaela should have applied for the Stanford transfer. (htgawm: laurel/michaela/wes, in theory one day i will actually finish htgawm)

20. It wasn’t like he was he went out planning to debauch the golden boy. (zodiac: paul/robert, smut reaction drabble to the movie)

Patterns: lately i like starting with stuff going on, the few fics that do start past tense flip present fairly quick, and while i like starting with an impact sentence or implication, sometimes they don’t make the editing cut/mess up the flow too much

Favorite: the more recent dare me drabble: Sometimes, Addy thinks about letting go. i just really love these brutal girls \o/

[resthefuture]

Tagged by the lovely @ddagent

rules: tag 9 people who you want to know better/catch up with and then answer these questions.

Last Song: Rodeo by Trinix

Last Movie: I watched About a Boy a few days ago with my friend. I’m almost sure I can quote it line by line at this point, but the movie is just great.

Currently Reading: Well, I’m in a middle of the Jaime x Brienne Fic Exchange which keeps me busy. Apart from all the lovely JB stories, I’m currently in a middle of a Czech book about the late 1960′s in Prague.

Currently Watching: I’m obsessed with ‘Borgen’ which is a Danish TV show about politics in this lovely country. Starring very young and cute Pilou Asbaek!

Currently Craving: Hmm, I almost want to say I’m not really craving anything atm, but that would be a lie. I always crave a beer in this heat!

Tagging @forbiddenfantasies1 @sarahoftarth @nooooooooooooooooooooone @seethemflying if it pleases you :)

[thevagueambition]

I low key really want to write more fic in danish but danish fandoms are like 90% crime shows and I have never, in my life, cared about nordic noir

I could writer Shamer Chronicles stuff or Matador stuff which seems by far the most likely. Maybe Borgen if I ever rewatched any of that

If I ever wrote Skam stuff I would do it in Danish and then translate it, definitely. but I've never really had any idea for Skam stuff

[komdegutavgalskapen]

4th March: What's your usual cafe order? is it always the same or do you try new things?

I usually go for an oat latte or an Americano, and I very rarely stray from that

5th March: What are your favourite shows? Is there anything specific you like about them?

I love the Crown, Top Boy, Fleabag, and two Danish series called Bedrag and Borgen. I rarely have the patience to sit through series on my own, but I love good dialogue and engaging cinematography and pacing - which I feel that all of these have - and absolutely phenomenal actors!

6th March: Do you have a favourite movie in particular or do you like them by genre? What's your favourite movie and/or genre?

I love “The worlds worst person” by Joachim trier, abs in general a good drama, with some dark humour and a hint of tragedy - that’s my jam.

7th March: Do you read fanfics? What's your favourite trope? Which fandom do you read most for?

I haven’t read any fics in forever, but I used to read some Harry Potter fics and some ASoIaF, never had a favourite trope although I am partial to foreknowledge of events and agonising world saving missions which require self sacrifice.

8th March: If someone saw you across the street what do you think their passing thoughts be?

I would hope they think “she’s made an effort to wear a matching outfit” but they would probably think “god that fringe is out of control” because my hair in general is always a mess. That is, if they thought anything of me at all.

9th March: Do you know how to cook? What's your favourite thing to make? On that note, what's your favourite thing to eat?

Yes I do know how to cook! And my favourite is Hungarian goulash (both to eat and to make).

10th March: Do you believe in the supernatural? Have you had any spooky experiences?

Can’t say I do, although I am a big fan of listening to your gut feeling!

11th March: Have you been sleeping well lately? What has been your average sleep hours for the last few days?

On and off, I probably average 7 hours (14 hours one day and three the next hehe)

12th March: Did you have an imaginary friend in your childhood? what were they like?

No I did not, although I did daydream a lot, but there was never any particular character. I did love (and talked to) my plushies though:))