#your future hasn't been written yet

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: Jim Lake may be "Young Atlas" but he's also learned that he works best with people supporting him. If he's going to fix the world, he needs help. He needs his team back.

Author: @sakon76

Note from submitter: A 176 chapter monster of a fic, it must definitely be a labor of love for the author. (Or a strongly worded hate letter to canon, fuck the movie it doesnt exist)  This fic is fucking breathtaking. (And can probably be read fandom blind if you don't mind spoilers for the fandom) It's amazing. It's just amazing. Everyone should read this epic fic.

[bluheaven-adw]

Jim and the Unicorn: a Trollhunters animatic/animation

Jimtober 7: Scene from a favorite fic

This Jimtober is a very special one that is close to my heart, and brings me a bit full circle. My very first Jim art was a rather shaky lineart of Jim kneeling to a unicorn. I was a bit rusty, and had never used procreate before, so it didn't look like much... but I remember, vividly, the ever wonderful Sakon76 telling me that if a unicorn showed up in Your Future, it would be my fault. I was completely beside myself... my crappy art inspire a great such as Sakon?

And wouldn't you know, chapter 136... and there it was. I won't lie and say I totally didn't make this prompt specifically so I could make art of this scene, because I totally did. What I didn't expect though, was that art to morph and grow into something I think is truly special. So volume up, my friends, watch it in 4k on a bigger screen if you can, and please excuse the bit of shakiness in my voice.

@sakon76 , this one's for you.

Art and link to Your Future below the jump

[iamred-iamyellow]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Nueva Vida - [Part 2]

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♥ pairing: platonic f1 grid x latina!fem!engineer!reader x lando norris

♥ smau + written (reader is lewis' ferrari race engineer)

♥ none of the pictures are mine - face claim: wolifecindy on insta & girls on pinterest

♥ warnings: misogyny, swearing, mentions of alcohol, suggestive language !!!

♥ a/n: I'm so sorry if my Spanish is incorrect, I'm a no sabo kid.

♥ taglist; @the-holy-trinity-l, @formulaal, @jxnellat, @aldene-styles, @thecubanator2

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-Vogue Article Snippet-

Though she has been not in the spotlight for long, Y/n L/n has certainly made an impact on Formula 1. Alongside other amazing female influences such as Hannah Schmitz and Bernie Collins, Y/n continues to be a role model for women in the sport.

-Vogue Interview-

"So, Y/n what were your experiences like coming up to F1? I can only imagine the difficulties that come with being a woman in motorsports."

"It definitely was a challenge. Hate really got to my heart when I was younger and fresh out of high school. With the amount of misogyny I've faced and the lack of representation, I've almost given up too many times." you said, thinking back to your early days in F3. "I had to push myself and remember why I was here. First and foremost my passion for the sport. I've been an F1 fan since I was a kid and I wasn't going to toss away my dream due to bigoted men around me. They wanted to see me fail and I wasn't going to let them succeed."

"Beautifully said. I know the fans have a nickname for you... "Susie Wolff's daughter" how do you feel about this?"

"It's definitely something," you laughed softly. "No, I love it. Susie was and continues to be a role model of mine. I'm definitely glad we have a program like F1 Academy being directed by her. I hope I can inspire girls the same way she does."

"I have one more question for you: What are your plans for the future? Was F1 the ultimate goal or is there still something you're chasing?"

"F1 was definitely the dream. It's absolutely unreal that I'm working with Ferrari and the one and only Lewis Hamilton. As far as my future, I don't have any current plans. I want to enjoy my time here before I start considering any sort of possible change."

The interviewer nodded and jotted down a few notes

"Thank you for your time Y/n." she smiled.

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yourusername prêts pour la belgique / bereit für Belgien <3

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yourbestfriend pick me. choose me. love me.

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user14 polygot queen

user10 WHERES MYSTERY MAN

user3 ROSCOE!!!

user9 manifesting a Ferrari 1-2

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user60 she's still here?

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user19 you're so pretty

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yourusername @/charles_leclerc so when were we getting a Leo roscoe crossover?

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scuderiaferrari Ferrari 1-2 in Spa. Let's keep pushing ❤️

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yourusername congrats lew and charlie <3 you both drove an amazing race

user1 "lew" "charlie" 🥹

user8 shes the cutest :(

user14 "thank you y/n" we all say in unison

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user7 Lando you're not even a ferrari driver 😭

user9 MANIFESTING WORKED

user15 and how come y/n's not in this post

user3 wheres y/n?

user8 they're trying to silence women

user9 confirmed women haters

user5 GET IN THERE LEWIS

user12 I'm crying they're 1-2 in the championship too hdjdjddj

user14 I need them to go pull Adrian Newey out of retirement now

user2 ❤️forza ferrari❤️

fredrikvesti WE MISS YOU AT MERCEDES

yourusername me or Lewis?

georgerussell63 neither

yourusername @/georgerussell63 and I thought we were friends

georgerussell63 you're traitors 🫵

user5 I love that this is a running joke

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-Time Skip: Mexico-

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yourusername had to visit rosarito before I head to mexico city

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yourbestfriend we NEED a girls trip here

yourusername you, me, kika, lily mhe

lilymhe I’m so there

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user18 those tacos look so good

user90 🤢

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user19 imagine going out of your way to comment that

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user20 ❤️❤️❤️

user17 your so gorgeous

scuderiaferrari the mexico f1 parties go crazy

yourusername fuck yea !!!

user6 what’s admin doing here

user15 I have an undying love for f1 insta account admins

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yourusername oh we are SO back @/landonorris @/mexicogp

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yourusername @/shecoperez congrats on your home race win ❤️🇲🇽

shecoperez gracias

yourbestfriend CACKLING over that picture of Lando

user7 the sombrero is the cherry on top 😭

user1 I'm obsessed with the mexico gp

user10 her side profile >>>

user17 you're gorgeous

user6 lando's face 💀

user4 the race was amazzingg

user7 plus we got a Charles podium !

user67 maybe if she spent more time working instead of posting about her life they would have won

user9 dude...

user1 nah caus that's CRAZY 😭

user8 @/user67 hombre jodete

user12 SHES SO PRETTY

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landonorris @/yourusername, @/fernandoalonso, @/georgerussell63

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user14 who's mouth is y/n pouring alcohol into? 😭

georgerussell63 no one knows

user6 PLEASEE 💀

user1 dj Lando 🫦

user8 SO REAL

user19 lando tho 🤭

user2 nando*

user19 honestly yea

user7 giggling, twirling my hair, kicking my feet

user5 dj lando save me...

user5 dj lando

user5 save me dj lando

user6 I WANNA BE SAAAVEEED

user6 carmen is so pretty

user8 I love them

user4 *me patiently waiting for a chaotic insta story*

user3 wheres max?

yourusername drunk, looking like a frat boy, with a group of men I've never met

user10 sounds like max

user9 dj Lando AND frat boy max?!?!?

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yourusername me and my favorite man in Brasil

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landonorris I thought I was your favorite man

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yourusername ily pookems see you there

user8 obsessed with their friendship

user6 lewis looks so good

user17 SURFER LEWIS !!!

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user9 begging for a closet tour

user5 anyone else sensing some romantic tension between y/n and lando?

user10 YES absolutley

user23 they're just friends

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landonorris puede que no sea el primero en tu corazón, pero al menos he llegado el primero en la carrera

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yourusername THATS SO SAD I was just joking earlier with lewis I swear you're absolutely first in my heart 🥺❤️

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user17 *sobs*

user2 I can't be the only one who thinks they're in love

user8 LANDO 😭💔

user9 *clutches heart*

user7 shoulda said this in portugese :/

user1 not everyone can speak a thousand languages like y/n

user12 lando puts the bi in bilingual

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user4 LANDO WINS THE BRAZILIAN GRAND PRIX !!!

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-Abu Dhabi-

The Italian anthem was chanted by the Ferrari team as Lewis, Max, and Charles stood on the podium.

"Stringiamci a coorte! Siam pronti alla morte. Siam pronti alla morte, L'Italia chiamò..."

Champagne drenched your body causing confetti to stick to your hair and skin. It was certainly a battle between the three who were all tied in the points going into today's race. Lewis crossed the finish line first causing the entire atmosphere to change. The crowds and the Ferrari garage erupted in applause and gleeful cheers.

Everyone was still overjoyed as you looked down at the crowd below the podium you were standing on. You quickly pulled a few pieces of confetti off of yourself and the champagne bottle you were holding, stashing them in your pocket.

You hugged Lewis tightly as you congratulated him on his eighth world championship and he thanked you for all your hard work. It was an incredible piece of history you had the honor to be a part of.

-F1 Winter Break-

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yourusername took my (favorite) man to panama. te amo <3

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georgerussell63 took you long enough

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user8 lando just casually cheating on carlos right in front of his eyes 😔

user10 the last picture hello ?!?!?

user15 they're so cute

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landonorris @/yourusername you don't think we're couple goals?

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end notes: I hope this was a good end to the mini series ! tysm for all the support on the first part and ty for reading ♥

[steddie-island]

I Want Your Midnights

Written for @steddiebingo Countdown to Midnight Prompts: Five, champagne, clothed sex Rating: E | WC: 832 | Tags: Getting together, first kiss, semi-public sex, declarations of love

ao3 | Divider credit

Five!

"Oh god—"

Four!

"Shhh, gonna get caught—"

Three!

"Don't stop—"

Two!

"Never— never gonna stop—"

One!

"I love you—"

They were never going to hear the end of it. They'd slipped out before the ball dropped because Steve had needed to get some fresh air.

Fresh air had turned into sharing a cigarette, had turned into joking about midnight kisses and plans for the new year. That had felt less like joking, though. Steve had known what Eddie's plans were— get the hell out of dodge, hit the road with the band. They had gigs lined up in bars that would have way more than five drunks to appreciate them.

Eddie's alleged crimes made him a target in Hawkins, but in other cities they were something that could draw in a bigger crowd. At least there was one good thing that had come from their fucked up spring break.

Talking about plans made Steve's throat tighten and his sinuses burn. There were no more monsters to fight now that Vecna was gone. Robin had offers from a dozen colleges. The kids were getting older, they didn't need him to be the goddamn babysitter anymore. They didn't need him hanging around, hovering even worse than their parents. They didn't need him—

Eddie had been right there, stepping into Steve's space and resting a cold hand on the back of his neck, snapping him out of it before he could spiral into a full blown panic attack.

"You're not supposed to look so sad on New Year's Eve, big boy. Hasn't anyone ever told you that?"

The weight of Eddie's hand, the familiar scent of his leather jacket and the champagne on his breath, it was too much for Steve to resist.

He'd grabbed the lapels of Eddie's jacket, pulled him in, kissed him just this side of too hard.

Eddie's hand had tightened around Steve's neck, Steve had wrapped both arms around Eddie's shoulders before deepening the kiss with a swipe of his tongue.

Their first kiss tasted like Joyce's champagne. Their second kiss tasted like the promise of new beginnings, like open doors and futures that were different than what had been imagined but that fit a hell of a lot better.

They pulled apart just before they could get a third kiss in.

"C'mon." Eddie had taken Steve's hand, tugged him towards the steps and away from the house, towards Steve's new truck. It didn't offer as much privacy as Eddie's van would have, but they hadn't managed to get that back from Hawkins PD yet.

Still, it was better than getting caught with their dicks in their hands on the front porch.

"We'll freeze to death," Steve had argued.

Eddie had just shot him a grin, turned the truck on and got the heat going. "Not gonna be out here long enough for that to happen anyway."

Cold fingers fumbled to get their jeans open. Steve's stomach jerked when Eddie ran a hand up under his shirt and up towards his chest.

"Fuck—" Steve arched towards Eddie's body as Eddie worked a nipple between his fingers.

"Can't believe I get to touch Steve Harrington's tits on the first date," Eddie laughed against his mouth.

"Tit— what?" Steve huffed out a laugh that turned into a moan. They could talk about that later, when Eddie wasn't sucking a mark against his throat and when he wasn't trying to get his hand into Eddie's jeans.

"Jesus, how'm I s'posed to get at your dick? Your pants are too fucking tight—"

"Are you really complaining?"

"…No."

They had laughed together until their cocks were free. Then Steve was taking them both in hand, stroking them together.

"Jesus— Steve—"

Steve just nodded, tugged Eddie in to kiss him hungrily.

This wasn't the first time that Steve had imagined for them. There were no pillows, no roses, no soft lighting that would let Steve see all of Eddie's scars.

There were just cold hands, fogged up windows, the sounds that Eddie made as Steve worked them both closer and closer to the edge.

Hearing Eddie gasp his name as he spilled over their fists was better than any New Year's Rockin' Eve could ever hope to be.

It was only after, when they'd cleaned up and Eddie was curled against Steve's chest, that Steve got a look at the clock. He smiled and turned to press a kiss to Eddie's forehead.

"You think '87 is gonna be your year?"

Eddie turned his face towards Steve's neck, to kiss the hickey he'd left behind. "Did you mean it? When you said you loved me?"

Steve looked down at Eddie's face. The interior truck lights were off but the moonlight reflected off of the snow lit everything up with bright light. "Yeah. Of course I meant it."

Eddie kissed his jaw and held him that much tighter, pushing back any thoughts about whether he'd said it too fast, too soon.

"Then I think it already is."

[ssentimentals]

seventeen members as love tropes: jun

arranged marriage

'i looked into your eyes and wished all of this was true'

very few things can faze wen junhui - blank stares and emotionless facial expressions are on top of the things he mastered since childhood, because not letting anyone know what you're feeling proved to be an effective tactic in his family. which, he guesses, says a lot about his family but junhui is not someone who gnaws on the fate. it what it is, he's too self-aware of how many people would kill to be in his position to ever feel sorry for himself. but right now? when he stares at the name of his future wife neatly written next to his in a marriage contract? he thinks he's allowed to feel just a tad bit sorry.

'she's a lovely girl,' he hears his mother say. he then listens to multiple benefits this marriage is going to bring to both participants and while junhui is loyal and will never betray his family or the role they gave him in their business world, bitter taste in his mouth doesn't go away. he kind of wants to throw up or break something, but all he manages is a short: 'understood' and a curt nod to his driver, signaling him that they should go.

he meets you for the first time one week later and turns out that you are a lovely girl. obviously not thrilled at the idea of marrying someone your parents picked for you, but at least you're too polite and nice to lash it all out on junhui. he lets himself relax and open up a little, which then turns to a lot because there's something about you that makes him feel.. safe. secure. like he can actually say what he really thinks, talk about his feelings. it's equally freeing and scary.

'this doesn't have to become a nightmare for both of us,' you say quietly, looking up at him with serious eyes. 'we are both mature adults, we can work this out, right?'

junhui absentmindedly thinks that he hasn't seen you smile yet. he has a high suspicion that it suits you much more than this serious look and he suddenly really wants to see it. maybe be even the reason of it? 'i have no intention in making this horrible for you,' he answers sincerely. 'if anything, i'm really sorry that you've been dragged into this mess. i'll try my best to make it work for both of us, i promise.'

and ah, there is your smile. it does suit you way more and it did make junhui feel something funny in his chest. 'we have one week, wen junhui. let's make it count, yeah?'

and make it count you did. jun is nothing short of purposeful and he dedicated all of his planning to making sure this week before official wedding will be perfect. perfect in a way of it just being him and you without any distractions, learning more about each other. he watches you, listens to you, makes an effort to dig deeper and open up himself too and no one is more surprised than jun himself when week later he's actually excited to go and sign the papers.

'one ice latte and cinnabon bun for a beautiful girl with a sweet tooth,' he announces, carefully placing both items on the table in front of you. your eyes light up and light blush dusts your cheek and jun has never been more thankful for his attention to details and good memory. if he can make you smile like that just by doing such simple things, he's fine with doing them for the rest of his life. 'how are you feeling, my future wife? ecstatic?'

'almost fainting from enthusiasm,' you deadpan but smile you give him is real. 'what about you, my future husband? happy beyond belief?'

junhui pauses. answer comes out of his mouth before he can think it through: 'i am, actually.'

he watches your eyes widen at this and atmosphere changes from funny banter to something heavy and serious. and maybe he can take it back, but he doesn't want to. he is happy. god, he's more happy than he's ever been in his life, so excited of the prospect of having all this time to spend with you, to get closer to you, to maybe - just maybe, cause a guy can hope, right? - turn this arranged 'fake' marriage into something real. and it's probably so stupid to think this way, to be this attracted to the person you know for one week only, but he can't help it. you are good, and nice, and thoughtful, and funny, and oh so lovely - junhui is a strong guy, but he's not a robot, he couldn't not fall for you. his mind runs a mile in a second but it all quiets down when you reach out and take his hand in yours. slowly, like you're afraid to spook him, you interlace fingers together, clasping them in a tight lock. junhui stops breathing. could it be that you-?

'i am happy, too.' you say and you're serious and honest, he can feel it. 'i was so against this whole thing at first but then i met you and.. i'm happy, junhui. i'm happy that it's you.'

very few things can faze wen junhui - but you? you are the only one who gets past blank stares and emotionless replies, you get to see the real him and you somehow liked what you saw. just for that junhui is ready to give you the world.

'i promise we will work this out,' jun says, throat surprisingly tight with emotions. 'i promise this will not become a cage or a nightmare for you. i promise it'll grow into something...' beautiful just like you? lovely just like your smile? '..real.'

the smile you gift him is brighter than sun itself. 'something real?' you stand up and get closer to him. 'i'd like that very much, wen junhui.'

very few things can faze wen junhui - but you? his hand shakes when he signs the paper and for the first time ever he feels...hopeful. he takes one look at you and sees you already looking at him with a small smile on your face. with confidence, he reaches out and you meet him halfway, locking your hands together. for some reason, looking into your eyes, junhui is more than sure that this 'real' will work out just perfectly.

a/n: i know everyone is used to me being more poetic but my brain kind of shut down and this is what happened. hope you still liked it, let me know, come say hi! - nini

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[ashwhowrites]

Can you please write Older! Eddie x reader, where Eddie presents Reader with Wayne or his friends but they don't trust in reader, but then she proves them wrong, and they're like, she's good for Eddie or something like that? (Maybe Wayne will be more interesting to me personally bc he's Eddie's uncle, but I can completely see the Hellfire Club and Wayne all being like, we don't trust her!)

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I had most of this written in the beginning of the month but couldn't find the motivation to write the perfect ending. But! I just finished it and hopefully it's an ending that made the story worth it. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy it 🫶🏻

Young girls and trust don't mix

Eddie was in his 40s and struggled to find anyone. He'd been single for years and never found out what falling in love was. He slept around and never had an empty bed, but there wasn't a spark or anything. He was a rockstar and his life was on the road. He prepared to never be tied down.

It was a shock to everyone when Eddie released to the world that he had a girlfriend, and more of a shock when they learned she was in her twenties. The headlines went crazy and girls were filled with envy. The most wanted bachelor was now off the roaster. And when Wayne heard the news, he was immediately concerned.

He wanted Eddie to find a nice girl and have a family. A young girl? Wayne didn't believe she was going to lead him into a marriage. She was too young for that and Wayne feared she was around for the fame and fun.

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"Wayne, I don't want to talk about this again!" Eddie groaned, he sat on the small couch in his tour bus. Y/N's head rested on his lap as she skimmed through a magazine.

"Eddie, I'm just telling you! Dating a girl that young doesn't seem logical. Look into the future, like five years, do you think she'll still be around?"

"Yes," Eddie said without missing a beat.

"Edward, you met her after your show, right? She's a fan and you know how dangerous and manipulative a fangirl can be." Wayne warned. A conversation both men had over and over. Yet, none of it changed Eddie's mind.

"Night Wayne." Eddie sighed and hung up. He took a deep breath to calm his anger and chucked the phone across the bus.

"Still doesn't like me, huh?" Y/N said as she skimmed the magazine, but her eyes looked up to meet his.

She couldn't lie, it pained her that the most important person in Eddie's life didn't have positive thoughts about her. She understood Wayne's worries and she wished she found a way to prove him wrong. She knew she was young, but there wasn't a doubt in her mind that she'd walk down the aisle to Eddie. She wanted his hand in hers forever.

"I just don't get it! I've been with you for almost a year and he still fights me on it. He thinks you are a groupie since you go to all the shows with me."

"I know, babe," Y/N sighed, she sat up and cuddled into his lap. "but! He hasn't met me yet. Your last show is in Hawkins, then we'll have a few months for me to win him over. He might need to meet me to trust me. All he has is tabloids, of course, he's skeptical."

"But why isn't my word good enough?" Eddie groaned, his face in her neck as he breathed in her sweet scent.

"Because only idiots fall in love." She teased as she poked his side. "He just thinks you blinded, love."

"I'm going to make him love you. Just like I do." Eddie promised.

"Maybe not like you do is a good idea." She joked.

"Haha." Eddie faked a laugh as he nibbled at her neck. She giggled and squirmed.

Y/N vowed to make Wayne accept her.

~~~

After a few more days of sold-out shows and arguments over the phone with Wayne, Eddie's show in Hawkins arrived. Eddie was extra nervous about the show since Wayne would be there and Y/N was supposed to be meeting him. Eddie wasn't sure what he'd do if Wayne didn't change his mind about her. He didn't want to break up but he didn't want to live with the pit in his stomach of the two most important people in his life not getting along.

Y/N was focusing on Eddie's eyes as she applied the black eyeliner when Wayne was escorted into the dressing room.

"There the big rockstar!" Wayne joked, Y/N stepped back to allow Eddie to stand up and embrace the older man in a tight hug. She smiled at the moment as both refused to let go first. Y/N knew how important it was for Eddie to have Wayne here. To see him perform after years and years of not making it. Tonight was the first night Wayne would see Eddie as the rockstar he finally was.

Wayne pulled back with a smile, his eyes never looked to the right to see Y/N.

"I can't wait to see ya perform!" Wayne said the anxiety in Eddie's stomach tightened.

"This is the biggest crowd of the tour. I think I might barf." Eddie admitted. He was terrified. He hated coming back to Hawkins, to a town where he was nothing but scum. The rest of the world loved him, but what if home still didn't? What if he went out there and everyone hated him?

"Baby, you will do amazing," Y/N reassured him, her words caused their heads to turn. Both Wayne and Eddie looked at her with two different expressions. Eddie, who looked grateful and soft. Wayne, looked like he wished she didn't speak.

"Wayne, this is my girlfriend, Y/N." Eddie proudly said as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She smiled and held out her hand, Wayne stepped forward and shook it.

"Pleasure to meet you, Sir." She said as their hands released each other.

"Right, so Eddie! Where will I be sitting?"

"Next to my girl," Eddie said with a big smile

~

Y/N walked silently with Wayne as they were escorted into the front row of the stadium. People screaming as she passed through. She waved and smiled, being as polite as she could. Wayne tried to not roll his eyes as she soaked in the fame. Another thing Wayne was always telling Eddie about.

"So we'll sit and he gets about half an hour to do his vocal exercises then he'll be out," Y/N said, sitting down in the small chair. She tried to ignore how awkward the air felt. She took a minute to look at the crowd, and it truly was the biggest crowd she'd ever seen.

She and Wayne sat in silence as they waited for Eddie to come on. But Y/N couldn't help but notice the clock struck 8, and Eddie still wasn't on the stage. She tried not to worry and figured the stage management was running behind.

She stood up when Eddie's manager came rushing towards her.

"Y/N? Eddie is asking for you." Eddie's manager said as he whispered into her ear, she nodded and turned to Wayne. "I'll be right back!" And raced after his manager. Wayne didn't think twice about standing up and following behind her.

~

Eddie was panicking. He made the mistake of looking at the crowd, and now he couldn't feel his legs. He sat on the floor, hurdled up, and ate at his fingernails.

"Eds?" He heard Y/N call from outside the door, and she softly knocked. She waited a second before she opened the door, her heart cracked seeing a nervous Eddie huddled on the floor.

"What's wrong?" She asked as she sat on the floor. Eddie didn't speak but moved to be in her arms. It was like their bodies communicated as Eddie began to relax.

"It's okay to be nervous, but trust me, they will love you. They are your fans and here to support you." She encouraged them as she rubbed his hand.

"What if I'm not good enough to be something good in this town," Eddie confessed. He was too ashamed to look up at her and to see Wayne.

"Nonsense. You were always something good. They never learned who you were, because if they did, they'd love you. They'd see how sweet, creative, and funny you are. But this is their chance to treat you the way you always deserved. Go show them what they missed out on."

Wayne watched as Eddie jumped up with a new confidence, the atmosphere of the room lifting as he threw his guitar over his shoulder. He felt ashamed of the way he acted, it was easy to tell Y/N was the best thing that ever happened to Eddie. In a shitty town that only gave him hell and a family that was filled with betrayal. He still managed to find someone to bring his spirits up.

Maybe she deserved more credit than Wayne thought.

~

Wayne watched as Eddie performed his life. And he couldn't help but embrace the energetic energy Y/N brought. She sang every song, knew every lyric, and danced perfectly to every beat. It was clear that she had every part of his songs memorized. He also noticed how much Eddie looked back to her, his eyes landed on her every few minutes. Then a small smile appeared before his eyes moved on.

There was something really special about the relationship Wayne was seeing, and he knew he accepted it right then and there.

~~~

After the show, Wayne apologized for his actions and words. But Y/N didn't hold it against him. She understood where he came from and was happy to have changed his mind.

Eddie was grateful Wayne gave her the chance because the sight of them getting along was the best thing Eddie got to experience.

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[aethon-recs]

Hi! This might be both vague and overly specific all at once, but I'm looking for fics that have characterizations similar to A Dangerous Game. I've been having a hard time finding fics that have that sort of care put into how tom and harry are written, with realistic motivations, actions and great dialogue that fit the characters. Honestly I do not care about the word length, the type of AU or anything like that—I'll try anything! (love your blog btw:)

Thank you so much! I absolutely loved this ask because I too am always (always) on the lookout for fics that vibe like A Dangerous Game, one of my absolute favorites.

The fic that probably comes the closest in terms of vibes is A Future Without a Face, which I usually reread back-to-back with A Dangerous Game:

A Future Without a Face by @dividawrites (E, 115k, complete)

Tom Riddle is a gifted teen with a personality disorder. He’s going to rule the world one day. Harry Potter is an extremely angry transfer student, or at least that’s what Tom believes.

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Here are two more same-age Tomarry fics in the 1940s setting that remind me of the volatile and toxic relationship that Harry and Tom have in ADG as well:

Ills of Murder by @shadow-of-the-eclipse (M, 110k, WIP)

Harry Potter is a time-travelling, furious mess, and he is going to kill the Dark Lord. Like most of his plans, things do not work out. Tom should not be so obsessed with his would-be murderer.

Promises, Promises by @mosiva (E, 72k, complete)

Harry, stuck in the past and trying to navigate Slytherin House with Tom Riddle at its head, is hit with a memory-loss spell. An unhappy accident, as the ever-friendly Tom Riddle is on hand to tell him.

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The next few recs have entirely different settings (in alphabetical order: the first one is a mafia AU, the second one is a modern AU, the next one is post-canon, and the last one is a magical AU where Harry and Tom are the same age), but if you’re looking for very character-driven writing, give these a try as well:

found by @honbug (E, 112k, WIP)

Tom knows from the beginning that he is destined for greatness. Nothing and no one will stop him from achieving his goals. (And then, of course, there are the dreams.)

Lover's Spit by @blogalinda & @k3uuu (E, 123k, WIP)

Harry and Tom grow up in a small town together in northern England, and Tom has harbored a single-minded obsession for Harry ever since primary school.

One Year In Every Ten by @saintsenara (E, 207k, WIP)

A decade after the final battle, a serial killer emerges, with a message that proclaims the Dark Lord has risen again. Harry is assigned to the case.

Pledged by @moontearpensfic (E, 139k, WIP)

Harry and Tom are best friends that enter into a Hunger Games-crossed-with-Triwizard Tournament together in their seventh year.

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And I'll also drop the link to A Dangerous Game below, just in case anyone hasn't read it yet!

A Dangerous Game by @cybrid (E, 322k, complete)

Tom’s diary horcrux gains a body at the end of Harry’s 5th year (instead of his 2nd), and then promptly kidnaps Harry and holds him captive over the summer.

[neil-gaiman]

Hi Neil!

I don't want to sound like a killjoy, but I'm concerned about David Tennant's family being involved in the second season of Good Omens (or Michael Sheen's partner Anna Lundberg in a future season three). I absolutely have nothing against them, I loved Staged just like everyone else, but this is exactly the matter for me: casting them in the series would automatically make me think about Staged or something else while I'm watching GO, and it would distract me from the plot and the magic of it. It would feel somehow like a family reunion, no matter how talented they are as actors (not to mention that there would be nepotism accusations, above all against David. I hope this won't affect the popularity rating, since season three is still hypothetical). I'm not the only one who thinks this might be an issue, from what I read on blogs here on Tumblr (and on the Internet in general) but I feel like there's a sort of tension, like people are scared to say it out loud, because some fans get the wrong idea and accuse them of hating Georgia or Anna or Ty (and that's why I'm asking this anonymously, I don't want to start a fight). I hope you get what I'm saying, it only felt fair to me to let you know whatever concerns some fans might have, and maybe even give you a perspective you weren't considering? Of course you have the last word on this, and if you think this is not a big deal, I trust your judgement.

I wish you a fantastic day! (And sorry for my English, I'm not native, I tried my best!)

Yeah. So, I find that a little creepy, not very creepy, but definitely a bit.

I thought we were lucky to get Peter Davison in Good Omens 2. (He didn't audition. We offered him the part, as I've been a fan of his since 1978, and All Creatures Great and Small. He crushes it, and is heartbreaking, funny, and still somehow the moral compass of the episode he's in.) Ty Tennant auditioned, along with a number of other actors, and got the part because he did it best. (I didn't know who his family was when we cast him. I just liked the audition tape.)

If you're hunting down family connections, David's mother-in-law, Ty's grandmother, Sandra Dickinson, is in the Audible Sandman, too, as one of the Three Witches/Fates/Eumenides etc. And she was cast in it two years before David Tennant (although probably around the same time Michael Sheen was asked to be Lucifer). (I've been a fan of Sandra's since she was Trillian in Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in 1981.)

Anyway, I'm sorry you're worried about Peter and Ty's performances, although I promise you have nothing to worry about, and I'm sorry that you worry that our possibly casting Georgia and Anna in a hypothetical and not-yet actually a real thing Season 3 might make people think of Staged and make them not able to enjoy Good Omens any longer. (Had I known people were this easily shaken I wouldn't have appeared in Staged either, in case my name at the front of Good Omens shattered the fragile illusion and revealed to people that the David Tennant and Michael Sheen who play Crowley and Aziraphale are actors.)

Starting in 2017 I was the recipient of mind-mangling quantities of Tumblr abuse for casting David Tennant and Michael Sheen as Aziraphale and Crowley, which was, many people made very clear to me, the worst casting in the whole entire utter history of casting, and something that Good Omens would never recover from, because for a start neither of them looked like the versions in people's heads, and I'd also miscast them badly because everyone knew that if you had to cast Sheen and Tennant, Michael had to play Crowley and David had to put on some weight and play Aziraphale. (It wasn't until May 2019 that people stopped grumbling.) So people worrying I'm going to cast Anna and Georgia in a season that hasn't even been commissioned in parts that haven't been written just makes me smile.

I hope this helps.

[starrysan]

nouvelle vague

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pairing: korea local!yunho x new to city!reader [smau]

a/n: first written chap! oo exciting I'm ngl the title took me like 8 years to pick idek why also sorry I'm scamming you technically no yunho in this chap 💔 written portion is shorter than I wanted it to be but its been a bit since ive written like a full on fic chapter length will lengthen in future chaps :)

3rd person pov

"wait what if I meet him and he's like actually no you suck I don't ever want to hangout with or show you Seoul ever again then what?" y/n asked wooyoung, jongho and chris who were sitting on FaceTime with them.

"why would wooyoung introduce you to someone who wouldn't like you?" chris asks typing at his laptop. "I don't know woo is like evil" y/n replies throwing even more clothes on the bed when they insisted their umpteenth outfit didn't look good.

"also before you say anything, your last 5 outfits were fine" jongho chimes in, looking up from his phone. y/n rolls their eyes. "clearly you weren't looking well enough because this shirt doesn't go with these pants."

"just wear the first outfit" wooyoung says, y/n looking over at the shirt, skirt, and leg warmers they had thrown to the side earlier. "are you sure?" y/n asked, skeptical.

"y/n this is just a hangout, no need to freak out" wooyoung says calmly. "yea.. you're right sorry guys" y/n replies. "you don't have to apologize just.. breathe" wooyoung chuckles.

"ok I'll do the first outfit." they say changing really quick and looking in the mirror. "oh shit woo you're right this outfit is so good." y/n says. "I'm always right" wooyoung nods. "let's not get ahead of ourselves" y/n deadpans. they hear a ding on their phone and sees san texted saying he's downstairs.

"oh san's here i've gotta go see you guys later bye love you" y/n says before hanging up, grabbing their bag, and heading downstairs.

"san?" they called out to who they believed was san. he stood right in front of the apartment in a sweater and jeans. "hey! y/n?" san replied. "yes! that's me" y/n says shooting him a smile.

the two walk to the coffee shop. y/n ordering a peppermint mocha and san getting a latte and a cookie. they get their drinks and sit at a table. "so how're you liking seoul so far?" san asks taking a sip of his drink.

"it's fun! definitely a different experience than Australia but it's really fun. I'm glad my boss hasn't been too hard on me yet" they laugh. "how long have you lived here?" y/n asks.

"I lived in namhae for my whole childhood and I moved into seoul about 10 years ago now?" san replies finishing up his drink and y/n nods in response.

"when did you have the misfortune of meeting wooyoung and jongho?" y/n asks jokingly. san laughs before answering, "I met the two in my senior year of high school. jongho and I had some classes together and wooyoung kind of just appeared out of thin air if I'm being honest." san says. "pfft" y/n replies. "how about you? when did you meet the two" san asked.

"a bit weirdly if I'm being honest. I met wooyoung online we had played video games together so long that we got close afterwards and jongho's actually my older brother chris' friend. he did one semester here for college and met jongho. I'm surprised he doesn't know you actually but, it's a complete coincidence that the two knew each other as well" y/n says. "that's crazy" san chuckles.

they walk around the neighborhood before san speaks up. "have you been to the han river yet?" san asks. "nope I haven't!" y/n says "would you want to go? it's really pretty at night" san asked. "sounds fun! woo was telling me about it I just didn't get a chance to go" y/n says happily.

after about a 20 minute walk the sun had started to set. "oh wow pretty sunset" y/n says, snapping a photo. they finally get to the river, the sun was down at this point so all the street lights illuminated the river very nicely. san had bought an ice cream while they were there and was eating it as they walked.

"oh wow the river is so pretty" y/n says in awe. "right? it's my favorite place to come and just be by myself and think" san replies as they sit by the river.

"that's so thought daughter of you" y/n says to which san laughs in response.

after a bit more time, the two walk back to y/n's apartment. "your house isn't too far away right?" y/n asks as they're about to head back upstairs.

"nope not at all you're actually super close to my place" san says as he says his goodbyes. "ok that's good thanks so much for showing me around!" y/n smiles. "anytime" san replies, before the two bid each other goodbye.

extras:

han river is so so pretty at night omg

y/n avid lover of sunsets l/n

ty for reading!

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[cosmerelists]

Renarin Ranks Starting Places For New Readers of the Cosmere Series

"Renarin ranks something" requested by @themoonstonechronicler :)

Fans often argue about where new readers should start in the Cosmere: which book is the best starting place? In this list, Renarin will rank various options. Because if any character can break the fourth wall, it's either Hoid (of course) or Renarin with his funky corrupted Future Sight.

[Contains Stormlight Spoilers through Rhythm of War!]

1. Way of Kings

"Starting with Way of Kings is like jumping into a 4 versus 1 Shardblade duel armed with a sword that screams when you touch it after a lifetime of not really being allowed to train in real combat scenarios due to your blood weakness. Will you be in over your head? Yes. Might the experience harm you? Very possibly. Will Kaladin's presence save you? Absolutely. Is it a bad idea? Objectively yes. BUT does this choice make you inherently cool? I think so. At least, I have no regrets."

...

"Make that very few regrets."

"I give this an 8/10."

2. Elantris

"Listen...I get it. You want to start from the beginning. Proceed chronologically. I think my cousin Jasnah would be inclined toward this. But speaking as a 'funky time guy,' as Adolin called me once, I have to say that the past doesn't necessarily predict the future and uh...this one just might be a little tough to start with. In my opinion."

"4/10."

3. Tress of the Emerald Sea

"I think...I think I like Wit. Mostly. There was that one time he tried to make everyone think I was hooking up with, like, multiple women at once, which was...weird. But he also made fun of me. Which does not sound good, but it meant he respected me in a Wit way. In any event, this book is like sitting and listening to Wit for hours. Is it good if that is the first thing you ever do? Maybe? The little rat is cute."

"9/10."

4. Yumi and the Nightmare Painter

"This one is Wit too. Just to get that out of the way. And I think it might be a little bit confusing for a first-time reader since it is clearly being told to a Rosharan, which is not something a new reader would understand."

"But on the other hand, it is maybe...refreshing to have a main character who hasn't yet realized what he's good at, and another main character who hasn't yet realized that not all aspects of her religion should restrict her as much as they do."

"So a confusing place to start, but not necessarily a bad one."

"6/10."

5. The Emperor's Soul

"This one is short! That might be good for someone who is looking for less of a commitment. Plus, it involves a lot of research into how things work, if that appeals to you. But I think the real benefit is that if someone is reading it to you, it would probably only take a few hours."

"10/10."

6. The Sunlit Man

"This book is like seeing into the future, since it is literally about the future. It's also very painful. Which, in my experience, the future often is. The future can be changed...but not in this case, because now it's written down. So I would say: start here at your own risk. On the other hand, it will probably seem less sad if you read it without any backstory. But it will make other things sadder later, trust me."

"3/10."

7. White Sand

"This one can be good if you're a man, since there are a lot of pictures. There are also a lot of words, of course, but if you're just starting out on the reading thing, then having the pictures would help a lot I'd imagine."

"6/10."

8. Warbreaker

"Speaking as someone who...well, I can't say that I deliberately make dramatic reveals, but I have been known to do things like scrawl warnings on a wall or appear suddenly from the shadows or, you know, stuff like that. So I might actually recommend reading this before you read our books, just so you can have those, 'Wait, it's YOU!' moments over and over again."

"Seriously, why did so many of those characters end up in our series?"

"I'm not answering the question, though. This one is standalone, and not too long, yet still manages to have a pretty big cast of characters and a bunch of storylines. It is like Sanderson training."

"8/10."

9. The Final Empire

"This is what everyone always tells you to do. Sometimes it can get frustrating when everyone is SO SURE that they know what's good for you, especially your dad, who won't listen when you tell him that you don't want to become an ardent even though he thinks it's the best. And you know what? In the end, I am a fighter, but also a scholar, since men can do both now. So sometimes what people say is good, but only when it happens in the way you want it to and...I think I lost the thread. Um. You can do what people tell you that you should do IF you want to. "

"If you start here, I imagine you'll like it. Sometimes what everyone tells you to do is a good idea...but only if it's what you want too."

"9/10."

10. The Alloy of Law

"Starting with Mistborn Era 2 is like bonding a corrupt spren. It's almost what everyone agrees is a good thing to do (start with Mistborn / bond a spren), only you're going about it in a...different way. But different is not necessarily bad! Yes, I have abilities that are maybe from Odium and that give me a maybe sacrilegious ability to foretell the future...but when given the chance, I immediately recommended my best friend do the same thing."

"Being different can be good. 7/10."

[comicaurora]

Out of curiosity, how far ahead are you on the comic? I mean, you must have it all planned and written out, but I imagine that you are drawing the future of Aurora even while we're reading it.

So is Arc 2 already illustrated and ready for upload while you're on like Arc 5 or something? I'm by no means undermining your need for a break; I'm shocked that you've been uploading continuously for over 4 years at this point. I'm just interested to know how long it takes a person to make something this great. And also if you change any details in the final edit?

Basically: what's the workflow like?

Also I think you low-key inspired me to pick up painting as a hobby. I'm ready to pour so much money into creating things that I know I'll hate. :)

God, arc 5? That's a very generous assessment of how fast I can draw!

Typically, when the comic is updating regularly, I keep a buffer of 10 to 20 completed pages. Right now, in the interest of taking a break, the buffer is 0 completed pages.

Chapter 1 of Arc 2 is completely storyboarded, meaning it's sketched out, the dialog is all mostly finalized barring last-minute rephrasements, etc. It can be read in its current form, it just looks unpretty. In fact, just for fun, here's a sneak peek!

In the next month I'll go through and finalize as many pages from this chapter as possible - which means locking down the panel borders, fleshing out the backgrounds, lining, shading, coloring, polish, etc. - which will be the process of building up a new buffer for when the comic starts back up again in January. During that time, I'll also be storyboarding Chapter 2 and as much of the following parts as I can manage.

I have the next several chapters and sub-arcs planned out in loose timelines - event A happens at location B leading to consequences C and D, stuff like that. Chapter 2, being the closest, is a little more fleshed-out, with a more detailed bullet-pointed timeline and various character ideas I've had that might or might not make it into the final version.

What exactly the chapter breakdown is going to look like is a little more complicated. Initially I'd planned for Chapter 1 to be low-stakes downtime and Chapter 2 to quickly kick off the high-octane adventure again, but when I started bullet-pointing out the stuff I wanted to do in Chapter 2, I ended up with a big pile of slower-paced character moments I thought were well worth exploring, so the runtimes might stretch a little.

Translating those brainstormed notes into storyboards and dialog is what I would classify as the "writing" part of this process. It happens at an erratic pace largely determined by the whims of whatever muse decides to get me in a headlock that day; sometimes I go weeks with no storyboarding progress, sometimes I hammer out fifteen pages in one day.

It's kinda like weaving, to me. The soon-to-be-arriving parts of the story are the most finalized, the most densely woven. A little ways beyond that, things get looser - some patterns may be locked down, but the actual work that'll hold it together hasn't been done yet. And in the far-flung future arcs, it's just the basic bones of the story and a pile of the threads I've planned to use. I know the shape of it, but in order for it to be fun and engaging for me to make it, I need to give myself room to be creative when I'm putting the whole thing together.

I actually have a file called the "Toolbox" that contains every random character or subplot idea I've had, and sometimes when I'm debating where to go with a chunk of story, I'll crack it open and scan through to see if anything jumps out begging to be used. Lotta fun stuff in there that may or may not ever see the light of day. Dropping stuff in the Toolbox is one of the most fun and freeing parts of the process for me!

[librarygarten]

I'd be having such an existential crisis in isekai!speedrunner!reader shorts right now. Just imagine reader happened to have a Switch on hand and was looking through every game that's on it thinking "How many lives am I influencing by pressing Start?"

One of the Links is gonna need to snap me out of the "I'm a bad person" mentality. Am I allowed to play any of my games anymore? 😭😭😭

Deity!isekai!reader certainly is an interesting case. Is it bad to control a person? What if your control leads to the best ending possible? What if your control can't even be felt, the person simply acts without realizing you're pulling the strings?

I've been debating the future of deity!isekai!reader for a bit. It hasn't popped up in my writing yet (because I've only written like one thing so far asddfghpj) but they probably have powers while traveling with the chain.

Completely unrelated, but I really liked Brandon Sanderson's Steelheart books as a kid. Something about EVERY person with powers becoming evil, even when they tried not to, because power in and of itself is a corrupting force :)

[dracowars]

miracle | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x reader

word count: 1,5k

summary: where draco and y/n save christmas in hogwarts

a/n: a little christmas surprise for you <3 i haven't written for draco in a long time due to no inspiration and wanting to write for other characters, but i admit that i missed him so here we are with a short and sweet christmas story with our favourite boy, hope you enjoy!! ♡

warnings: none

universe: harry potter

The wind howls through the dark castle, gusts of snow whiz past the window, the snowflakes whirling around wildly. The frost climbs up the windows and the candles flicker in the late hour of the evening.

A snowstorm has been raging outside for several hours - something you really don't need right now. Yesterday was the last day of school at Hogwarts before the Christmas break, but this raging snowstorm is ruining all of your plans. The headmaster has forbidden anyone to leave the castle because it is far too dangerous to go out in this weather. But that also means that you are stuck in here. All of you.

Because no one can apparate out of here and the Hogwarts Express, no matter how magical it may be, cannot withstand this weather either.

Of course, Hogwarts offers the opportunity to stay in the castle over the holidays if you do not want to visit your relatives or simply have no one to visit. However, you know that many of your friends have been looking forward to their departure, preparing for weeks.

Even though Hermione is engrossed in one of her books right now, you see from the expression on her face how much it hurts her not to be able to see her parents, at least not in the foreseeable future. Harry and Ron are busy playing a game of Wizard's Chess, their board placed in the middle of the huge Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. Harry would have spent Christmas with the Weasleys this year.

On one of the benches you watch Cho Chang and Hannah Abbott talk to each other, but they do so with sad faces. Over at the Slytherin table, the mood is also gloomy, their quiet murmuring washing over to you. But the worst thing is looking at the faces of the younger students - first to third years - and seeing the frustration and sadness in them.

After Dumbledore had you gather in the Great Hall earlier and informed you of these unfortunate circumstances, hardly anyone left the hall. Many were too shocked, too sad, too surprised or even too overwhelmed to leave.

Which leaves you with a lot of sad, even bored figures who seem to have completely lost the Christmas spirit.

But you weren't chosen as Head Girl at the beginning of the school year for nothing, and that's the reason why you suddenly find yourself at the Slytherin table, with none other than Draco Malfoy in your sights.

At first, he doesn't even notice you. He has his chin resting on his hand and looks up sullenly at the candles floating under the ceiling. Apparently, this situation doesn't even leave his dark heart cold.

"Can I talk to you for a second?", you ask, catching his attention. Draco's grey eyes wander to you, but he doesn't move. He doesn't have to, because his intense gaze already makes you shudder and your heart beat faster.

Yes, you admit it - you had a crush on him for a while. But that was only from fifth to sixth year, because suddenly everyone was swooning over him. Well, your heart apparently hasn't yet understood that this crush is long gone and no longer relevant.

Whoever decided that Draco should be Head Boy in your final year remains a mystery to you. (You know it was Dumbledore. After all, only he can fill that position, but still.)

The others at the table give you looks that you can't quite interpret. But you don't have time to do that anyway because Draco finally stands up from his seat at the table and gently places his hand on your arm. Then, he leads you away from the table to prevent the others from overhearing you.

"What's wrong?", he asks and if you didn't know better, you'd think he sounds almost worried. He doesn't ask what you want in that characteristic snarky tone of his, but what's wrong with you specifically. Suddenly you feel seen and suppress a blush before you sort out your thoughts and turn to the problem at hand.

"We have to do something. I can't bare to look at another sad face. The younger students in particular are desperate to go home", you explain to him, holding his gaze while he looks at you with peaked interest. "So I thought we might as well try to make the best of it?"

It's more so a question than a statement, but something inside of Draco's eyes lights up at your words.

"What do you have in mind?", he asks in a lowered voice and bends forward so that his face is now much closer to yours. His pale skin shines in the candlelight, his eyes standing out even more because of the black and green uniform.

To your surprise, Draco actually likes all your ideas, he is almost enthusiastic about them. While you tell him about them, he folds his arms in front of his chest and looks at you intently with a slight grin playing around his lips. Only when you ask him for his opinion does he seem to come back to reality and straighten up.

"I'm in", he winks at you with a genuine smile and immediately gets to work. Within a few minutes, the Great Hall is even more festive than before. With the help of the other Slytherins, Draco lets snow fall from the ceiling.

The Gryffindors, together with the Ravenclaws, are taking care of further Christmas decorations. They are lighting more fires in the fireplaces all around so that it is cozy and warm in the big hall. The Hufflepuffs, on the other hand, have been given a very important task - together with the house elves, they are carrying numerous baking utensils onto the huge tables.

After a while, some of the teachers have also heard about the celebrations going on in the Great Hall and are gradually joining in. Professor Flitwick is teaching some of the second years a Christmas carol while the choir is already getting into the mood.

With the help of Professor Snape, who looks as grim as ever and thus looks very similar to Ebenezer Scrooge, the Slytherins conjure up a huge ice surface in the entrance to the Great Hall. The students immediately go out onto the magical ice with ice skates that appear out of nowhere and do their laps. The snow piles up in some corners, leading to several snowball fights. Due to the snow being magical, no one gets cold or wet. Laughter echoes through the hall, and you are suddenly met with happy faces everywhere.

"Well done, Head Girl", Draco nudges you with his elbow as he suddenly appears next to you. You didn't even hear him approaching you, too busy watching the students doing pirouettes on the ice rink. The warmth emanating from him by your side makes you feel content.

"Couldn't have done it without the Head Boy", you smile at him, nudging him back playfully.

"If I didn't know better, I'd think you just complimented me", Draco laughs and his eyes have that sparkle again. His laugh is something you see so rarely that you are rendered speechless for a few seconds.

"Don't get used to it, Malfoy", you reply once you have rediscovered your voice. Draco looks at you with that intense look again and you have the feeling that only the two of you exist in this very moment. That's why you are glad when you see something out of the corner of your eye, a distraction.

The house elves have been helping the students bake cookies on the huge tables. However, it has obviously gotten out of hand because a first year walks past you, completely covered in white. Not from snow, but from flour.

Startled, you run towards the tables and demand that the children stop, but it is far too loud for them to hear you. And you doubt they would even listen to your words if they did.

Draco, who is standing next to you again, is watching the events in front of you with a grin tucking at the corner of his lips. Whether it is because of the flour fight or the fact that no one is listening to you, you don't know. You look at him for help, but instead of helping you, he picks up one of the finished cookies and holds it in front of your nose.

The sweet, delicious smell fills your nose immediately and calms down your nerves. As soon as you take a bite, the chocolate, which is still a little warm, melts on your tongue.

However, you can't enjoy it much longer as a cloud of flour suddenly breaks over the both of you and completely covers you and Draco in white powder.

With your mouth open, you look at Draco in shock, who stares at you with a similar look. Then you both start laughing loudly at the exact same time. You are white from head to toe, the children around you giggling as well.

"Merry Christmas, Y/N", Draco speaks through your laughter, catching his breath while gently removing flour from the top of your head with his hand.

"Merry Christmas, Draco."

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

on the flipside what about fuckgirl reader that falls for steve? maybe billy and eddie are after her too? 🫣😳🙈

Request by anon. (I hope you like this anon, I haven't written anything like before so it's a little bit soft and sweet)

mdni.

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Steve is fast asleep beside you. It's early morning and you should be tired but you've been having trouble relaxing, ever since you had that small epiphany last night.

You liked Steve. You really liked Steve. This was just meant to be incredible sex and then the two of you would move on. Maybe you'd date Billy or that cutie Eddie Munson. Your fling with Steve was meant to be no strings, just like the rest of your relationships.

There was something about Steve that made you soft and eager for more of him. You wanted to know everything there was about Steve, you wanted to wake up every morning and find him beside you and fall asleep beside him every night.

This feeling was dangerous, you had never felt it before but Steve's sweetness, his kind and loving nature had brought down all of your walls. You had fallen deeply for him.

Steve moans as he wakes up, when he catches you staring and a warm blush coats his cheeks and he pulls you close to him so you're flush against his chest. You would never get tired of this feeling.

"Hey beautiful, you aren't leaving are you? It's cold out and I'll miss my sweet girl. I'll be lonely in this bed by myself" you giggle and press a kiss to his lips.

"I have a shift soon but I don't have to leave yet" you're perfectly happy to cuddle into his chest and stay here all day if you could.

Work comes calling eventually and when you leave a sleeping Steve it's like your heart is aching at the very thought. This was ridiculous. You'd see him tonight.

But it didn't stop you missing him as soon as you left.

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Billy hasn't left you alone since you started your shift at the local library, he's been bugging you for the last half hour and normally you'd flirt back with him.

But now? Now the thought of flirting with Billy turned your stomach. Steve's handsome face would flash through your mind and you ignored Billy.

All you could think about was Steve. Did he even feel the same way? This was new territory for you and it was terrifying, how could you open up about your feelings when you were scared that Steve would reject you.

"Come on babe. Let's have some fun" Billy smirks and you shake your head as you return some books to their original place.

"No, I think you should leave me alone Billy" you snap and he backs off, holding his hands up.

"What's up with you? Don't tell me you're actually faking for a pretty boy like Harrington?" He snorts and the disdain in his voice irritated you.

"So what if I am? He's amazing so you can go to hell with that stupid attitude of yours" Billy holds up his hands looking stunned.

"Whatever. I'm out of here" he storms out and your brief a sigh of relief. That relief is short lived as you realise that the feelings you have for Steve are stronger than you thought.

Maybe you really did need to tell Steve how you felt?

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It's late when you head back to Steve's, you had been plucking up the courage to talk to him all day and had avoided seeing him until you knew what to say.

The perfectly planned speech you had came up with disappears as soon as you see Steve. He's poring over lessons for his kindergarten class, trying to think up fun things to do that were also educational.

He had been working as a teacher for two years now and you knew it brought him a lot of joy.

You also knew that he was serious about having a whole brood of his own and for the first time you imagine having a child of your own with Steve.

Instead of scaring you, like thoughts of the future usually did, the very idea filled you with so much longing.

Instead of your carefully thought out planning about what you're going to say to Steve, you merely take a deep breath and settle on his lap.

His arms around you felt like coming home and you knew without a doubt you wanted this for the rest of your life. "Give me two minutes babe then I'm all yours" he assured you but the next words out of your mouth had his complete attention.

"I love you Steve. It's crazy because I've never been in love until now and I understand if you don't feel the same but I just needed to say it"

The look of shock on Steve's features melts away to a blissful smile.

Steve softens. "I'm crazy about you honey, I love you too and I know this is all new for you but we'll take it slow, we're a team and we'll do things together" he strokes your cheek and the elation you feel is incredible.

Together. You liked the sound of that.

[snailsgoingdowntown]

Just wanted to write something real quick to distract myself from the extra double charge word document did to me. Switching to google docs after I move my shit.

Part of arranged marriage au I'll add the link to the series list here later.

Yan! Dion x fem! Reader

He's out of character here so fucking bad lmao but I couldn't get it out of my head.

Warnings: implied future murder, Yan themes here and there, obsessive and possessive behaviors, promises of violence, one sided love

Warnings #2: breeding (not really a kink here but servant thinks so), unprotected sex, creampie(s), mentioned of multiple rounds, slight choking, reader takes it from the back, he bites the reader and draws blood, servant guy watches not because he wants to but because he was kinda tricked and did not enjoy it.

I don't condone harmful actions and thoughts.

Minors/blank blogs/blogs that don't reblog fandom stuff dni

Written on mobile after a long talk with customer support for Microsoft that barely helped please help me before I pull my hair out. I am not having a good time.

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Once, there was a servant who quietly pin after you.

You were like a goddess to him - so vastly different from the rest of ladies and masters he's served. You were like a lost rabbit on your arrival, force smiles and light giggles, uncomfortable yet adaptable.

You barely made the mark, though.

Not that it matters- you were the sun in this clouded, polluted mess known as a 'family.' You stayed away from the means ones and kept the 'nice' ones at arms length.

You even treated Dion that way. And he treated you the same.

Didn't look your way often, or made requests to bring you to his room. As a matter of fact, he barely left his room if there were no activities he needed to partake in.

And the servant barely, if ever, sees you step out of your room too. But whenever he did catch you outside, you were in the library or having an occasional tea with either Roxana or Sierra and Maria. Whenever you were with the latter two, however, your smiles were tight and replys formal. Understandable, since Maria wasn't known for her kindness, exactly.

With Roxana, however, you would smile sweetly at times and at others you would avoid her gaze. But your admiration of her was clear as day - bright eyes and beaming smiles as you held in dreamy sighs.

There were also times you would run into Jeremy. Neither cold nor warm, the young master would tilt his head in confusion whenever you left. Why, he wonders. Did you baffle him with your personality? With how you were still sane despite living in this hellhole, married to the most brutal of all siblings, who's obsession with his younger half-sister is questionable at best.

But... Lately he hasn't been hovering over her like flies to honey lately. Must be a coincidence.

He didn't even visit your room!

Hana was the one who was appointed to serve you. He would try to sneak in a question about you here and there but her lips stayed shut. If anything, she looked at him like he was a crazed man.

After all, why is asking about a married woman? Whose husband is one of the masters, no less. It was unprofessional and dangerous.

He knew he was acting out of line but you were just so sweet compared to everyone else. You held small and short conversations with him but never mocked or ordered him around like a mindless zombie. You didn't play mind games, you were gentle with your words and occasionally laughed at his horrible jokes.

You were patient. Understanding, forgiving over the little things. Even the few times you saw lady Roxana's toy, you only offered smiles and held very brief conversations if no one of importance was around. If the servants weren't snitches. Like him, turning a blind eye because it was you.

It was risky and idiotic in hindsight. But temptation was one hell of a drug. But addictions eventually bites you in the ass as he would find out one sunny morning.

He was assigned to help you with preparations for teatime with your mother-in-law - the energetic demon known as Maria Argece.

He kept his mouth shut to not offend her, especially since she had taken a liking to you. Her eyes would beam with amusement and awe at the sight of you, possibly because you were the exact opposite of her son. The daughter she always wanted.

"Thank you for helping." You tell him, dark circles under your eyes. He bites back a frown - the sight was unslightly and a sign of poor sleep. Poor sleep means you could come down sick or even pass out if its severe enough.

He wants to tell you this but doesn't - not when lady Maria is standing right behind you, giggling as she prepares the tea cakes for you and lady Sierra.

His head would roll of his shoulders in an instant.

Still, he stayed as he was ordered to, and took a glance at you here and there. Fast enough for not anyone to notice, but long enough to admire your features. But your choice in clothing didn't make sense today.

Your neck was covered along despite it being hot day - and you don't usually wear the same types of dresses as your mother-in-law during this type of weather. Nothing as 'revealing' as lady Roxana but nothing as closed as Lady Maria.

Strange, he thought. But who was he to question your attire? You looked pretty in anything.

But the longer the tea party went on, the more and more hot holes were being stared into his back. With murderous intent no less - maybe it was someone jealous he got to spend time with you. Or one of the siblings who wanted to 'play' with him. Regardless, it made his skin burn as sweat drips down his face and neck. He tries to ignore, at first.

The first time the sensation stopped, he relaxed. Whoever it was had left, probably busy with one thing or another. But it kept coming back.

They kept coming back.

That same very day, he was told to follow another servant. It was blur.

One moment be was standing outside of Master Dion's door, and the next he was pushed by accident and fell, somehow opening the doors.

That's when he saw it.

Ass up in the air as your face was buried into the pillow, being taken by your husband. Sweat running down his back, red lines scratched into his skin. Even his arms had smaller ones.

The servant could see from the door just how damp his master's hair was - your drool soaked into the pillow as you bit it, muffling your moans. Cum was dripping from your cunt yet your husband just kept going.

Like he was a beast.

Slow strokes of his hips like he was taking your comfort into account, his toned arms caging you against the bed. His fists threatening to rip the sheets near your head as your own hands were under neath the pillow.

Your moans were muffled by the pillow and your husband was quiet save for the heavy panting and occasional degrading or teasing remarks directed at you. Those remarks only made your ass wiggle against him and whines that couldn't be properly heard ripped from your throat.

Like you were enjoying it.

Then, he sees the marks engraved onto your skin.

Bite marks and love bites that marred nearly your entire neck - even your shoulders weren't safe. The servant watches as Dion lowers his head to lick up a stripe on your neck, tasting the salty skin.

Then, he sneaks a hand to your front to gently choke you, bringing your head up. Tears streaming down your face the servant assumes that you're being forced into this -

"D-Dion, you're gonna break me, fuck!" You choke out, quivering as he nibbles your ear. "S-seriously, fu-fuck! I-I-I'm tired of w-wearing those clothes a-a-and not getting sleep!"

"It's fine," Dion raps out, hair falling over his eyes. "You can handle one more round, can't you?" The servant has never seen Dion desperate or tired yet here he is, exhaustion clear on his face and in his voice yet he refuses to stop fucking you and breed you like an animal.

Almost like he cant stop.

"No, no y-you always say that!" You argue back, and the servant sees your eyed roll to the back of your head as your husband angles his hips just right.

The hand that was holding your neck travels down your front until Dion's hand starts rubbing something he can't see. And then, with a squeal and hips stuttering, he sees you cum, squirting onto the sheets, dirting them further.

Your husband follows soon after, biting your shoulder until he draws blood, one last strong and deep stroke until he fills your cunt with his cum. The servant watches as he pulls out, the sticky white liquid following, dripping.

You become boneless, collapsing onto the mattress, worn out while dazed out of your mind.

Then, he freezes, blood turning cold.

His master locks eyes with him, murderous towards him and possessive over you, his wife.

The servant had thought the relationship between you two was distance. But he realizes something - Dion never left his room because he was breeding you or just spending time with you away from preying eyes just like his. And you? You never had a separate room to begin with.

Like swans, you two were mated for life. Obsession confused for love and naive little you just accepted it. Were you scared? Or did you genuinely wanted to be with the second worst sibling?

Dion Agerce.

He never got his answer.

Not when later that night he was dragged into the dungeon by the hair by Dion Agrece himself, no one around.

A sword was held against his eye rather than his throat.

"Did you enjoy the show?"

"W-what?" The servant's blood turns cold as his eyes widen in fear. The look in his master's eyes is anything but indifference.

"I should gorge out your eyes before slicing off your head. Maybe I'll let you live for an hour or two after blinding you."

The servant realized something before Dion Agrece kept his promise -

The mad man was always obsessed with you. He was too caught up in you to notice.

[celticcrossanon]

BRF Reading - 13th of February, 2025

This is speculation only

Cards drawn on the 13th of February, 2025

Question: What is Queen Camilla waiting for/expecting to happen re the Three of Wands card in the last reading?

Interpretation: She wants people to stop remembering what she did to Princess Diana and to stop using it in judging her character.

Card One: The Magician

This is a card of manifestation. of trying to make something happen, of using your abilities and willpower to try and manifest something.

The energy here is of someone who wants something to happen or who expects something to happen. They have put some effort into making this manifestation happen but so far they have been unsuccessful. Now they expect it to happen almost automatically, maybe with a bit of a nudge via the press (The Magician card represents the planet Mercury, and Mercury is about thoughts and communication, verbal and written, so using written communication (the press) to try and manifest a narrative (way of thinking)). I think this is related to Queen Camilla attaining the position of Queen Consort. When she was elevated to that position, she expected whatever she wanted to happen to occur automatically, or with very little manipulation/very easily (The Magician is the master manipulator). It hasn't manifested yet, so she is still waiting for it to happen.

Card Two: Judgement

Judgement is the card of passing judgement on something, of reckoning, of self reflection, and of second chances. It is also the card for Pluto, the ruling planet of Scorpio, King Charles's sun sign.

The energy here is of wanting a second chance, to have people stop judging Queen Camilla for the actions of her past. She wants a do-over where her past actions are not held against her, not referred to, and ideally forgotten. There is no sense of self reflection or acknowledgement that she did something wrong here, just an energy of 'it was so long ago, why do people keep bringing it up? I want it to be over and done with'. Unfortunately, some actions become a part of our story and as such they can not be forgotten or ignored, yet that is what Queen Camilla wants.

The connection to the planet Pluto tells me two things: first, what Queen Camilla did was seen by the general public as something truly horrible and that is why they can't forget it (Pluto is the planet of life changing events, usually traumatic ones); and second, that she expects her husband to fix this or he told her he would fix it or something like that. She certainly did not expect to have her actions remembered and to be judged by them all these years later, and she is tired of it, and she wants everyone to just forget about it all.

Clarifier: The Queen of Cups

I drew a clarifier to see what the Judgement card was about and I drew The Queen of Cups. This is a card of motherhood and of a water sign person, especially a Cancer. The energy of this card is of Princess Diana, a sun sign Cancer (like Prince William and Camilla herself). Queen Camilla is tired of being judged for her behaviour towards Princess Diana and her role in the marriage break up and she would very much like everyone to stop judging her on her past actions.

Card Three: The Tower

This is a card of disaster, trauma, sudden upheaval, something that destroys your life and forces you to rebuild it from the ground up. This is how Queen Camilla sees her relationship with Princess Diana. The public fallout from her behaviour destroyed her life, in her eyes. She had to rebuild her public reputation and act in a certain way so she was seen as an acceptable spouse for the future King, and it was a lot of hard work, and it never really worked - she never reached the same popularity as Princess Diana. This is a very self-pitying and resentful energy - an 'I don't deserve to suffer like this, I shouldn't be overshadowed by a anyone' kind of energy.

Underlying Energy: The Sun in Reverse

The Sun is light, warmth, hope, optimism, joy, success, being positive. In the reverse it is blocked happiness, negativity, being out of the sunlight and in the shadows. This is both how Queen Camilla feels and what she wants to happen. She feels that right now, as Queen Consort, she is still being overshadowed by Princess Diana, and she wants their roles to be reversed - Princess Diana to sink into the shadows and she herself to shine and get all the attention and warm affection from the public etc.

Major Arcana: All the cards in this reading are major arcana. This is both a very public issue and one that is very important to Queen Camilla.

Conclusion:

Queen Camilla wants people to stop remembering and judging her for what she did to Princess Diana. She wants a second chance where everyone forgets what she did or, at the very least, doesn't mention it or include it in her character assessment. She feels that her relationship with Princess Diana ruined her life and caused her a lot of suffering, and that is not fair. She wants Princess Diana to remain in the shadows, forgotten, while she gets the chance to shine and bask in the warmth of public affection. That is what she is trying to manifest, that is what she is waiting for, and that is what she expected to happen when she became Queen Consort.