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askclato · 10 months
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Anne: That’s ridiculous, Gilbert doesn’t have a crush on me.
Diana: Yes he does.
Cole: Yes he does.
Gilbert: Yes I do.
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venusleontios55555 · 11 months
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I want Anne Shirley and Giselle from enchanted to meet each other. I mean just imagine Anne's reaction when she meets a real life princess, WHO WAS ONCE IN A FAIRYTALE.
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catsandbooksstuff · 1 year
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I guess love doesn't conquer all.
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I suppose I'll have my tragical romance after all.
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redhairedcordelia · 2 years
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eb-is-hot · 1 year
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dudee can u do some headcanons (or one shot if u don't write headcanons) of anne shirley x fem reader?? maybe just general dating things, how the relationship started,, it's up to u! thanks
hi! Yes I can! Sorry it took so long! WARNINGS: mentions of kissing on the head, homophobia, Pairing: Anne Shirtley-Cuthbert x Fem!Reader
Anne would be the one to confess. That’s just how it would go down.
Anne is someone who was all about forbidden love! it’s because you were girls!
She told Diana of course! You were very shy about it though. You didn’t want to let it slip.
Anne was very sweet when you first started dating! She really likes you!
She loves when you braid her hair and play with it!
She loves baking with you, and just talking about things you like
Anne holds your hand under tables, anywhere if she can!
Jerry knows, and is your biggest supporter!
Anne loves to kiss your temple
You and Anne eat lunch together behind the school on winter days, just so you can be cute!
You are in the woods all the time together, dancing and she’s talking about her romance.
Anne is very happy to have someone like you!
She calls you names like; flower, rosebud, nickname, and wife!
she wants to marry you. But a small wedding, where no one knows
You guys ended up having a wedding by yourselves, Jerry, Diana, and Cole was marrying you two!
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wish-i-was-milena · 2 years
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yk... Anne would make a great english teacher someday, I mean "the white way of delight"?? "the lake of sparkling water"??? y'all know she's gonna teach everyone that shakespear made the curtains blue cuz he's sad, in this essay, I will-
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gilbert: I love you <3
anne: no I actually gave you a concussion when I hit you with the slate and now you're just delusional
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so-true-jestie · 2 years
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gilbert, thrilled: dad, guess what? anne hit on me!!!
gilbert's dad: you mean... hit you?
gilbert:
gilbert: we can say that for short.
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liv45no · 2 years
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Myra: I just wanted to say I think it’s too bad Spin The Bottle ended before you could have your turn. I suppose I could break the rules and allow you to kiss me.
Richie: No, thanks.
Myra: What’s wrong with you? Don’t you like girls or something?!
Richie: I don’t like you.
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noenvyy · 10 months
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Incorrect MDZS quotes
Wei Wuxian: **drops wearily into a seat and calls over the inn keep** Fuck me, what a day. Give me all the wine and spicy food you have.
Inn keep: Of course sir! I will bring that out right awa---
Wei Wuxian: No listen to me. You heard what I just said and you are probably thinking “I’m going to bring this guy a shit ton of wine and spicy food.” That is not what I asked. 
Innkeep: Sir? I...
Wei Wuxian: **Intensely** I said give me ALL the wine and ALL the spicy food you have. 
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askclato · 9 months
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Anne: We should appreciate the small things in life.
Jerry: *picks Diana up*
Jerry: You are appreciated.
Diana:
Diana: I’m going to kill you.
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garunsdottir · 19 days
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WIP Wednesday So, I was tagged by lovely @lord-aldhelm and decided to take part! <з
Please share your last sentence; or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea!
If you follow my blog, then you probably know that I make gifs (mostly TLK & some other shows I'm currently watching), but I do write from time to time. Firstly, I share my wip gif project, which I hope to post this evening. Then I'll show something from my wip fan-fiction, but with a long ass explanation on how to perceive it lol
I. So, the gifs in progress:
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Currently working on these two toxic boyfriends! It's gonna be a sort of 'web weaving post', so there are a lot of quotes and some paintings.
II. Now for the writing
The thing here is that I write in my native tongue, and, truth be told, I break a hella lot of rules. What is the point of knowing grammar perfectly if you are not going to butcher it later? I always play with grammatical cases and omit subjects (because the language allows it and the sentences are still comprehendable), invent weird-sounding descriptions, or let nouns drive the sentences. And when I write in English… Let's say it's complicated, as it is my second language, and I won't ever be able to convey my thoughts properly and with the depth that I was initially guided by. But yet, I've decided to try and exercise my brain a bit. So if you see strange grammatical constructions and incorrect word order - I'm sorry, but it is what it is, and sometimes I struggle to translate it.
background context: I write for small and strange fandoms, cause I love my characters and pairings. For instance, Ruby x Moody (awae), Warren x Layla (high sky), Jonas Baerb (RC: Psi), some modern hotd (mostly the greens), and Felix x Wendy (ouat). This super small part is from my wip 'Cheerful oblivion' in which Wendy is stuck in Storybrooke but is not being accepted by her former family because of how drastically she has changed on the island. Guess who is ready to open his arms in exchange for some fairy dust and help getting out of this shithole? Yep, Felix. Of course, they both had toxic connections with Pan. Of course, they both have an undeniable unhealthy attraction to each other.
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Her tender smile, instead of an answer, slowly shakes her head from side to side.
This is her reality now.
Not going to high school, the iridescent chime of Grace's voice after classes, and coffee at Granny's. Wendy Darling doesn't wear skinny jeans, doesn't know how to use messengers, and, at seventeen (give or take one hundred years), doesn't know how to drive.
'Let's come to the table, or the food will go cold.'
The role of "mother"—Wendy has mastered it skillfully. Not exactly the best one, but impeccably needed. Once the one and only for boys on the island. Brutalised orphans demanded fairytales and medicines during the day, and at night they whined in her arms, writhing from screams in their own nightmares.
Wendy remembers everything: the first hunt, self-made spears, and arrows ineptly smeared with poison. The club on the shoulder of the great hunter, his sneaky, almost auricle-licking:
'The bird sings sweetly in the wild but looks much nicer in a cage.'
Prickly chills on the spine, aching tension in her calves—Wendy grabs the edge of the table, trying to keep her balance. Since then, she has also learned to run quite well.
From the living room, John screams something about an extra knife. The girl inhales the air into her lungs and raises her head, emerging from that deep maelstrom of rotten memory.
That's right, dinner.
The last one. The boys will be back in Boston tomorrow.
The food on the plate became cold because she had to tend to the pudding that was adored by the eldest as a child. The nervous laughter of the youngest, who is so eager to stuff himself with the second portion of the pie to make Wendy happy. The clatter of cutlery is annoying; the room begins to shrink, pressing against her temples.
A salt that John could go get on his own.
A thick mass of cream that seems too heavy to Michael, although Wendy took butter and milk in equal proportions.
Palms on her knees, right tops left one in an attempt to stop damaging nails and cuticles, shoulders lowered. Wendy's forehead itches at John's probing gaze.
'We'll find a way to get you out of here,' he says abruptly.
Michael freezes with a fork in his mouth. John's lips are a crooked line, a desperate attempt to make himself believe what he just said. He avoids her eyes, a torn scar on her lower lip, and an unseen habit of biting her nails.
As for Wendy…
Wendy'd just rather be left alone.
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I don't know whom to tag, so if you see this and you want to participate, pray, do so!
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catsandbooksstuff · 2 years
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Will you swear to be my friend forever and ever?
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Anne of Green Gables, Lucy Maud Montgomery
-j <3
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redhairedcordelia · 2 years
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eb-is-hot · 2 years
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What I will write for 
Anne with an E
Harry Potter
Stranger Things
Creepypasta
Friday the 13th
Halloween
The black phone
Children of the corn
The Outsiders
The Umbrella Academy
Alice in Wonderland
What i’ll do <3
Angst 🖇 Fluff🫧
Angst: Self Harm, Anxiety, Depression, fights.
What i will NOT write:
Car Accidents
Drowning
Smut
Make sure to send requests!
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randomfictionrants · 2 years
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Gilbert: Did I just see my name and "crush" written in the same sentence?
Anne: [frantically closes diary and laughs nervously] I could've been planning your murder-
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