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nicohischierz · 7 months

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the makeup: nico hischier x devs!reader

tagging: @ivy-34, @francesfarhadi, @hzstry8, @cixrosie, @itsnotgray, @estapa94, @trevs-swiftie, @heartz4hisch

nico was panicking.

how could you just disappear from the apartment without so much as telling anyone? especially now that you were pregnant.

immediately, nico checked find my iphone, but your location didn't show up. he checked snap maps as well but you'd turned your location off, making the hischier man even more worried.

"isla please tell me you know where y/n is," he pleaded on the phone.

on the other line your best friends rolled her eyes. “what do you want nico,” she asked.

“isla, i want to talk to y/n/n, please just tell me where she is,”

“oh so now that she’s gone you want to talk?”

nico sighed and looked to jack, the phone was on speaker, jack just shrugged he had to agree with his ex.

“i didn’t want to talk when i was angry okay, so please tell me she’s with you and i’ll come pick her up” nico justified.

“she’s not with me.”

nico groaned, banging his head on the table. jack was scrolling on his phone before he spoke up “she’s not with isla, maybe try calling her.”

shaking his head, nico looked through his phone to dial another person.

“nico hischier do you know what time it is?” amanda asked.

“amanda, please tell me y/n/n’s with you,” nico responded.

over the phone nico could hear amanda sigh. “nico, i’m going to give you some advice and i really think you should listen to it,”

nico’s silence served as an ‘okay’ for amanda to continue.

“you and y/n have gone through great lengths to keep this relationship a secret. you’ve been dating for what a year and a half and your fans still don’t know. that just shows how willing you are to look after your girlfriend. but when you’ve got a pregnant girlfriend who’s had to put her career on hold you don’t get to shout at her,”

“i know and that's why i want to talk to her,” he interrupted.

"nico, go to sleep. she's finally gone to sleep and she shouldn't be disturbed. go to sleep and the two of you can talk tomorrow," amanda advised him.

although, the mother couldn't see him, nico nodded. "yeah okay. goodnight, sorry for disturbing you," he apologised.

nico didn't sleep very well.

he tossed and turned all night thinking of a way he could plead for you to come back home.

nico woke up to a pleasant surprise, amanda had sent him the address to where you were.

"she's in fucking boston," nico cursed.

he, jack and timo were gathered in jack's apartment waiting to go pick you up.

"great, now pack your bag and let's get on the team plane we can head to this address when we land," jack ushered.

nico looked at his alternate in confusion.

"we're playing the bruins nico. in boston," he informed.

that was all it took for nico to haul ass into the plane.

meanwhile in boston

"marchy, i don't want you to hurt him," you repeated for what felt like the hundredth time.

brad gave you a pointed look "are you sure cause sid said he's ready to knock a few teeth in and flower's planning on tripping him he comes close enough to the net," he rambled.

"hold on, how do flower and sid know?" you asked.

brad paused for a second. you weren't supposed to know about the group chat.

"bradley kevin marchand. how do sidney crosby and marc-andre fleury know I'm not talking to my boyfriend?" you asked again.

"i may have texted the group chat," he answered.

brad then spent thirty minutes explaining that all the older guys in the league that wanted to look out for you, created a group chat to keep each other up to date about your whereabouts.

he then confessed to there being a league-wide group chat filled with both old and young guys who care about you.

you were going to blame your hormones but the thought of people in the league caring about you made you cry.

and faith always had perfect timing as the doorbell rang.

brad had an inkling of who it could be so he asked you to get it.

upon opening the door, you were met with nico's worried face staring at you in relief.

the devils captain brought you in for a hug, not caring that the two of you were fighting previously.

"schatzli, you have to promise me you won't do this again. i was so worried about you I couldn't sleep and I called everyone but they didn't know where you were until amanda sent me your location this morning. when I saw you were here I realised that you probably flew and that's not exactly safe for the baby so I started panicking even more," he ranted.

"i'm sorry," you interrupted.

"no schatzli, you have nothing to be sorry about. I'm the one who got mad at you for no reason, I shouldn't have shouted at you especially now that you're pregnant," he apologised.

"it's just so hard seeing you guys play and not be there with you. like guys who are injured still get to go on the ice but I can't and it sucks. and none of the guys come visit anymore and it makes me think you guys forgot me," you whispered the last part.

nico's eyes softened at your hurt expression.

"i'm so so sorry my love. it's all my fault. i thought you were upset when the boys came over so I told them not to hound you with their presence, I never meant for them to stop visiting at all," he explained.

you nodded and brought him in for a hug and a kiss.

"does this mean i can tell the guys to hold off of hurting him?" brad asked, making his way to the front door.

you turned and nodded at him. "yes and if I see anyone try something, I will fight them myself," you threatened.

brad nodded and took his phone out to send a text.

out the corner of your eye, you saw nico giving you a look that said 'what is he talking about?'.

but you ignored him and gave him one more kiss "thank you for your hospitality brad, but I think I'm gonna follow this guy back home," you thanked going over to give brad a hug.

brad marchand may be a rat on the ice but to you he's just uncle brad.

#nico hischier x player!reader #nico hischier imagine #nicohischierz writes

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louloulemons-posts · 9 months

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weirdly specific I know but what about fem!goth!reader who's been best friends with eddie for years. he thinks he knows everything about her until one day he climbs through her window to hang (bc of course he does, he can't use a door like a normal person, even if her parents aren't home, where's the fun in that?) and finds her rocking out to taylor swift and it turns out shes a massive closet swiftie.

Weird But F-ing Beautiful

Modern!Eddie X Fem!Gothic!Reader

Summary : You were a metal head with a secret, you love Taylor Swift.

Word Count : 1k

(How I imagine Reader would defend Taylor)

Warnings : not proofread, 3am writing (again-pls someone save my sleep schedule), so many taylor references!, swears, petnames, cuteness, eddie and reader are just adorable honestly

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You and Eddie had known each other for years now, you’d say he was your best friend in the whole world.

The pair of you had a lot in common, you were both unusual and unique people. You bonded over that, along with your love of bands like Metallica and Black Sabbath.

You’d always liked darker things, loving halloween whilst most liked christmas. Horror movies and true crime documentaries brought you comfort.

Complaining about summer as your dark wardrobe made the heat cling to you, it was just the person you were. But you had a secret, one that even Eddie didn’t know of.

You absolutely loved Taylor Swift. You’d found yourself bopping along to one of her songs that was on the radio and were hooked, owing all of her albums and having them on regularly.

Enter Sandman to All of the Girls you Loved Before was quite the contrast, but you loved it.Walking down the halls to your locker, Lover was playing in your ears.

People who passed you wouldn’t think that, ripped tights, a skirt that went just above your knees, dark top with long flowing sleeves - bat wings Eddie liked to call them.

Fingers and neck decorated in mismatching jewels, huge boots, a corset around your waist and eye liner that took longer than you’d care to admit. Love Story didn’t really look like a song that’d be your favourite.

Arms wrapped around your waist, squeezing you softly. Pulling out an earbud you spoke, “Edward.”

“Hello Sweetheart.”

“What can I do for you?”

“Milkshakes?”

“You paying?”

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Sipping on your strawberry shake you chuckled at Eddie, leaning over the table you wiped whipped cream off his nose. “Thank you,” he blushed.

“Don’t mention it Rockstar.”

“Sooo,” he said.

“Hm?”

“I may or may not have gotten two tickets to see one of the best bands of all time, and I was wondering if you’d like to come with?”

“Oh my god One Direction have reunited?” You laughed, “Shut up. Will you come with me?”

“I mean I guess I could free up some time for you,” you smirked, taking another sip of your shake.

“Cool.”

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“Thank you for the milkshake.”

“Anytime Sweetheart, I’ll text you the details of the concert and stuff.”

“Please do. I’ll see you later,” Leaning over and kissing his cheek, cherry red stain being left on his skin.

Heading up to your room, neither of your parents were home yet. Throwing your bag down you put a record on, Taylor.

Humming to yourself as you undid your boots, you decided to start on some homework. Turning up the music and tuning everything out for a while.

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Stood in front of your mirror, you began wiping your makeup from your face, eventually singing along. “I remember when we broke up,” you sang softly, humming mainly.

Sliding off your rings and necklaces, your hair being pulled out of your face, comfortable for the night. God how did this woman make these songs so catchy? What was in them?

You couldn’t help yourself, “I used to think we were forever ever …” You put your books away, cleaning your desk, “We are never ever ever getting back together!”

Dancing around your room, you laughed as you spun around your room. These songs just made you so happy, “We are never ever ever ever getting back together!”

“Okay I get the message,” a voice laughed.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” you screamed.

“Wow chill it’s me.” Eddie.

Storming over to your record player you turned it down, Stay Stay Stay playing quietly in the background. “What the fuck are you doing here? How’d you get in?” you shouted.

“Window. Came to bring this back, wasn’t expecting a concert.”

“Oh fuck off Edward,” you huffed, taking a ring out of his hand. Turning away from him and putting it with your others.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I um didn’t know you liked this music.”

“Well I do, got an issue?”

“No. Just … do you actually like metal or was that just umm …”

“I like both okay? Sometimes I just want to feel like a happy, silly teenage girl. Her music helps me do that, or if I need to cry, or fall in love or anything really. I love metal, I didn’t lie!”

“Okay. I believe you. She’s cool.”

“You think?”

“Well you like her, so she must be.”

“Shut up,” you smiled.

“I’m serious. Teach me the way of Taylor Swift,” he grinned, dropping on your bed.

“Well thats 10 albums, and then there’s Taylor’s versions.”

“God you’re a proper little nerd.”

“Says the one who loves D&D,” you smacked him lightly.

“I’m not saying she’s bad! I like that one umm … Enchanted?”

“Yes! It’s her newest re-release, god I love that album and 1989s out soon as well.”

“Slow down babe, you’re losing me.”

“Sorry, so um Enchanted?” you asked, standing up, pulling the vinyl out of its case, replacing it on the record player. The song played softly. “It’s beautiful.”

“It is,” you smiled, turning back to Eddie. “Thank you for bringing my ring back, where was it?”

“My van, must have fallen off.”

“Or you stole it.”

“Me?” You nodded.

“Don’t think it’d fit Sweetheart.” The chorus played, and Eddie began to hum along, standing to be in front of you. “I like this other side of you.”

“Thought you’d make fun of me.”

“I’d never. I like all parts of you, this might be my new favourite, maybe we can see her concert.”

You snorted, “You willing to sell a couple organs?”

“For you, I do anything.” You smiled up at him softly, he nudged your nose with his.

“As Taylor said, I was Enchanted to meet you,” he smiled, leaning down to press his lips to yours.

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A/N : This was so fun to do! I just jammed out to Taylor the whole time and it was great. Thank you so much for this request I hope you enjoyed it 🤍

Thank you so much for reading! Please leave any requests 🤍

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gummybear1178 · 11 months

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F-14: Family of 14: You Don’t Know But...

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Not fully sure where this story is going other than it will be IceMav and their 12 adopted dagger squadron kids!

The dagger squad is determined to find out who Maverick is married to, leading to some shenanigans and eventually the reveal! Followed by one shots featuring MavDad Icemav and Dadmiral with the Daggers!

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The Daggers sat on the deck of the Hard Deck. Penny had been kind enough to allow the Daggers to make it their unofficial hangout. However, they hadn't taken her up on the offer much until Mav and Ice's house kind of became off limits for a few weeks.

Well, not so much off limits, more so they had semi banned themselves temporarily. Electing to one, let Mav rest and feel better, and two, not get in the middle of whatever was going on between Ice and Maverick.

"I wonder what happened?" Phoenix finally asked the looming question in the group.

"I don't know," Bradley admitted, knowing the rest knew he was most likely to know. "All I know is that the Flyboys told me the house is probably a no-fly zone for a bit."

A few Daggers snorted at his attempt of humor to lighten the mood.

"No, but really, all they've told me is it's something to be left between Dad and Pops. They claim they will be fine once they talk."

"And when will they talk?" Fanboy asks quietly.

Several of the Daggers heads went down.

"Usually, they don't take long. It's just a matter of them getting it out." Bradley watched the waves. "I barely remember a fight between them growing up, at least not one that wasn't over within a few hours."

Jake looked down at his water bottle.

He just had this family start to form. He couldn't lose it now.

"Kids, look, Maverick and Ice, they fight on occasion. They are also stubborn, which means sometimes it takes a minute for them to work it out. But they always do." Penny said, stepping out onto the deck.

"Hey, Penny." Several of the Daggers greeted. Others just nodded in her direction.

"While their stubborness may make it take an extra second to solve their issues, it also means that they are stubborn about loving each other. Those two have been through a lot together. They will get through this." Penny assured.

"How do you know?" Jake asked. A few glancing his way surprised by the raw tone to his voice.

"Becuase they always do." Penny stated as though it was a fact, and after the way she said it, the Daggers didn't think that it could be anything else.

"You know you are our unofficial aunt, right?" Fanboy asked, breaking some of the tension.

"Oh, trust me, I know." Penny rolled her eyes, "And I wouldn't change it for anything." She winked before heading back into the building.

Phoenix smiled, and with a renewed hope amongst the Daggers, she decided to suggest a change of topic.

"Alright, how about we play a game?"

"What kind of game we talkin'?" Javy asks.

"A get to know each other more game. We each know each other on varying levels." Phoenix explained.

Each Dagger chimed in a version of agreement, and so the game began.

"It's called 'You don't know, but...' and basically you tell everyone something that they don't know. It can be about yourself, a random fact, or really just about anything. Some of us know other better than others, so just not something everyone knows. Like your call sign. The point is to get to know each other better."

"Alright, Phe, you suggest the game you have to start us off." Bradley pointed out, leaning back in his chair.

And so the game was on.

"Alright, you don't know, but... I played softball in high school."

"I guess I'll go next, you don't know, but I am a huge Swiftie to the point my call sign was almost Swift." Harvard said.

"You don't know, but I got my first black eye in college from lightsaber dueling in the courtyard." Fanboy admitted/bragged.

"Only you." Bradley laughed.

"Hey, we had a many a people come try and join us. Also, I would like to point out it wasn't becuase I couldn't duel it was because my roommate was supposed to just go left then right and just keep repeating but then got confused and went the same way twice."

"If we ever doubted your call sign, that's all the proof we needed." Bradley laughed.

"You don't know, but I hate being called Bagman." Jake said, glancing down at the deck.

"Good to know Hangman." Phoenix said, but the look on her face made him know she took the statement seriously.

"You don't know, but I want you guys to call me Jake..." Jake added, having already taken a huge step out of his comfort zone. Why not take one more.

"Good to know, Jake." Phoenix amended, a small smile on her face.

Meanwhile, Javy watched his best friend with a smile on his face. Proud of him for opening up.

Javy knew that was a huge step for Jake.

Now, if only he could take another huge step when it comes to another pilot. Javy internally rolled his eye, knowing that was going to be a much more complicated process.

"You don't know this, but I went to LSU, GEAUX TIGERS!" Javy said, allowing the mood to lighten and take the pressure off of Jake.

And so the game went on.

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The tension in the house was palpable. Even the ever light hearted Fanboy would be able to feel it.

Maverick had finally started to feel better.

Which, on one hand, Ice was very happy his husband was feeling better. However, on the other hand, that meant the looming conversation was soon to occur.

Ice walked into the living room with a cup of tea in each hand.

Maverick sat wrapped in a blanket on the couch. He reached out a hand to take a cup from Ice as Ice sat down.

"Ice..." Maverick started.

Ice sighed, he knew that tone. He had been anxiously awaiting that tone.

"Conversation time?" Ice asked softly.

"Look -"

"I'm not objecting, I know the conversation needs to be had. So, let's have it. Where do you want to start?"

"What did you tell Cyclone?" Maverick finally settled on after a moment of pause. He had run this conversation through his head hundreds of times and he still wasn't sure how he wanted to start it.

"I told him that if someone tells you that you can't do something, you have to p

rove them wrong. That you will do everything to prove them wrong."

"Did you really think that I wouldn't do everything possible to make this mission go well. To make it succeed. To bring Bradley back alive?" Maverick's voice strained during the last sentence.

"Mav..."

"No, Ice, you are the one who has believed in me. You pushed me to be better, but never by making me believe that you didn't believe in me. Rather because I knew you believed in me. So, why, why would this time be different? Why would you tell Cyclone to not believe in me, why not have him believe in me and not have me fighting him every step of the way?"

"I needed to make sure you came back, you and Bradley and everyone else. I panicked, and I know you do well when you do something out of spite." Ice admitted.

"So, the encouragement of keeping my kid, our kid, alive wasn't enough?"

"It should have been. Deep down I know you would do everything to come back and make sure he came back, but my fears took over. My biggest fear was losing you; losing Bradley. I let my fear control me."

"And you've never done this any other time? Never?"

"This is the first, only, and last time I have ever done that."

"I'm going to ask again Ice, do you regret it?" Maverick asked, his eyes as serious as ever, he had already asked this, and Ice evaded. He would not evade this time.

"I-"

"Ice."

"I regret my methods. I regret that I told someone to esentially hurt you. I regret hurting you. I regret letting me fears take control of me. However, if that is the reason you survived, I don't know if I can fully regret it."

"Ice, we established, I would do everything no matter what. That spite it not the reason I survived and so did the Daggers. So, one final time, do you regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it."

"And you will never, and I mean never pull that again?"

"Never."

Maverick simply nodded taking the information in.

"Maverick, I always believe in you. I know not everyone has, and I never should have contributed to the doubt others have had. I never doubted you. I was scared. I acted irrationally. I am so sorry Mav... I love you."

"I love you too Ice."

"I know you went through years of superiors telling you that you couldn't do something and judging you just from your last name all because of a government cover up. I know all of that. I never should have told someone to act like that. I truly am sorry."

"I believe you Ice. This hurt, I am not going to lie. I do however, understand why you did, I may not agree with it, but I see where your thoughts went and why. I forgive you, but don't ever do that again."

"Never."

"So, we can tell the kids the parents have made up so they can come over again without fear of feeling like they are in an igloo with the cold tension?"

"According to Viper, they have been referring to our house as a 'no fly zone' so I think we can change that status. I missed our Daggers."

"They missed you too." Maverick smiled as he leaned against Ice's side. "I'm not telling them why we were fighting. Just we had a disagreement, we talked about it, and it's over with. They don't need the details."

Ice nodded silently as he tucked Maverick's head under his chin.

The world was back on it's axis.

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"Alright Grand-Daggers, I've been told today will be my last day as your instructor, however, I am in town for longer so this will not be that last you see of me. The impending last day though, does mean it's time for some good stories." Viper said with a growing smirk. "For this, I have brought in a guest instructor, Grand-Daggers, meet your other Grandfather, Jester."

"Greetings, grand-daggers, I do believe it is story time." Jester dramatically walked in, swinging the door open.

"Now, how about I tell time Maverick made a excel sheet detailing who he thought reminded him most of from pop culture characters. However, in trying to send it to the flyboys, he accidentally sent it to the whole base. Cain, a 1 star admiral at the time, was not happy to be matched with Skeletor, however, Stevens, a 2 star admiral at the time, was very happy to be matched with Luke Skywalker, and well, he took care of Cain."

"I mean it's Luke Skywalker, ofcourse he was very happy." Fanboy agreed.

"Leave it to him to somehow send an email like that to the whole base." Yale laughed.

"Though, Bradley over there did convince Ice to go as Batman for Halloween one year becausae he was going as Robin." Jesters began the next story.

"Yea, then convinced every other flyboy who was stateside to join in. By the end we had most of the Justice League and a few villains." Viper added.

"Who was Mav?" Halo asked.

"Green Lantern, more specifically Hal Jordan because he was also a military pilot. Air Force though, so Maverick made sure to wear his bomber which of course has his Navy patches. Claimed he was improving the character. Which techinically he was."

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Short, but it's something. Hope you guys enjoyed. Sorry it took sthe o long, hopefully another chapter or 2 in August. July is questionable. However, it's been months so I wanted to get yall something.

As usual, let me know what yall thought and what yall want to see!

Thanks for reading and continuing to comment!

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sweetbuckybarnes · 5 months

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The Era Tour: 06. Act IV: reputation

Pairings: Colin Bridgerton + Penelope Featherington, Anthony + Kate Bridgerton

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Colin watched as Penelope's favourite artist disappeared from the stage. He didn't know what 'era' was coming next - just watched Penelope from the row above. He watched as she swapped places with Gregory - meaning she was standing next to two fellow Swifties. He was pretty sure that is what Penelope calls herself.

The sound of heels on the floor as well as the hissing of a snake nearly made the entire stadium erupt in screams.

Gregory must have said something to Pen because she leaned over. "Watch the entire stadium go absolutely feral!"

And feral did they go!

Colin could only watch in shock over Penelope as she pulled out body rolls and some kind of sideways hip thrust (somewhat similar to the moves Taylor Swift is producing).

"Knew he was a killer the first time that I saw him, wonder how many girls he had loved and left haunted. But if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom, holdin' him for ransom," the opening lyrics weren't as eye-opening as the pre-chorus and chorus were for dear Colin.

"I-I-I see how this is gon' go. Touch me and you'll never be alone, I-Island breeze and lights down low, no one has to know. In the middle of the night, in my dreams. You should see the things we do, baby (mmm). In the middle of the night, in my dreams, I know I'm gonna be with you. So I'll take my time, are you ready for it?"

It made Colin look at Penelope with a mix of awe, shock and even wonder. He shouldn't be pinning after his little sister's best friend like he is. But sometimes the heart wants what it wants.

Colin had heard rumours of chants at the concert. Turns out, this was one of them.

"This ain't for the best. My reputation's never been worse, so. You must like me for me. We can't make any promises, now can we, babe? But you can make me a drink!"

Which was quickly followed by "1, 2, 3! Let's go, bitch!"

The second chorus made Colin wonder who Penelope had been seeing, may possibly be seeing. She hasn't said anything to him, the often shared stories. If Penelope hadn't told me, Eloise would have (he remembered when Eloise had bragged about Penelope's date to their secondary school prom).

"Third floor on the West Side, me and you. Handsome, you're a mansion with a view. Do the girls back home touch you like I do?" Was sung, which made Penelope look over at the two other Swifties, and shook her head - then giggled when she realised that Taylor Swift was doing the exact same thing. "Long night with your hands up in my hair," Penelope ran her fingers through her hair. "Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs. Stay here, honey, I don't want to share. 'Cause I like you."

It was going to bug Colin, who the hell Penelope was seeing. Whoever it was, didn't deserve her. What if you're good enough for Penelope? A voice said in the back of Colin's brain.

Did he? Could he dem himself 'good enough' for Penelope?

The next song to play was Don't Blame Me, which as Colin listened to it - sounded very gospel-like. Colin watched as Penelope sang along at the top of her lungs, so much so because he was so close, he could only just hear her over the sound of the speakers.

"I've been breakin' hearts a long time, and, toyin' with them older guys. Just playthings for me to use. Something happened for the first time, in the darkest little paradise, shakin', pacin', I just need you," Colin couldn't believe the dance moves Penelope was pulling out, he looked over at Kate (who wasn't paying attention to Penelope), then he looked over at Eloise and his mother (neither were paying attention to Penelope either). "For you, I would cross the line. I would waste my time, I would lose my mind. They say she's gone too far this time."

Then the song hit its pinnacle. Heavily leaning into the gospel sound. "Oh, Lord, save me, my drug is my baby. I'll be using for the rest of my life," Taylor Swift's backup singers sang, as she looked down the stage and into the camera.

"Using for the rest of my life, oh!" She hit a very high note, then sang the higher notes as both the backing track and her backup singers sang the main track.

"Don't blame me. Don't blame me. Don't blame me for what you made me do," the third sentence made the fans in the stadium freak out. "Don't blame me. Don't blame me. Don't blame me for what. You. Made. Me. Do!"

The gospel sound of Don't Blame Me changed into the dark fantasy sound of Look What You Made Me Do.

"I don't like your little games, don't like your tilted stage. The role you made me play of the fool, no, I don't like you," Colin had watched as Penelope and the two Swifties exchanged bracelets much like she did with the little girl in front of her. "I don't like your perfect crime, how you laugh when you lie. You said the gun was mine, isn't cool, no, I don't like you. Oh!"

"But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time. Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time. I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined. I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!"

She walked down the stage very quickly, during the bridge. "I'm sorry. But the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead!" She jumped and landed on her shins then her knees

"Look what you made me do. Look what you just made me do. Look what you just made me do."

As soon as she disappeared into the stage, the reputation era was over.

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stacytea · 5 months

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Let me drop some ideas that I haven't been able to kick out of my head lately

there we go

1 ) muchacho

so I've been casually doing my lessons on duolingo , when suddenly I've been blessed with this word being brought back around. Since my last encounter with this word had been while watching the movie ,,Coco" my brain quickly brrrrrrrrred and what came out of it is:

kindnap family in spanish

and yes I could say here how much I would love to see them in a setting similar to that one episode of ofmd where we have Jim's backstory and everyone is just so badass

but the truth is

what I desire is just to read a spanish fic where Mae calls teenage Elros muchacho , like idk , it's cute and feels like something Mae would say. Sure english ,kid' is nice

but muchacho @everyone

idk I've just grown to like this word a lot

basically could've just shortened it to ,Mae calling Elros muchacho' , but I'm in the mood for some ramble

2 ) ,,She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green" (from ,,The Last Great American Dynasty" by Taylor Swift")

so another idea that I bring to the table today is my favourite line from my favourite song (yes, I'm a swiftie)

now everyone close your eyes and imagine it with

Irissë

Celery

& Huan

basically story happens back in Valinor when they're still young and having fun

imagine Irissë getting angry at Tyelko because he's a dumbass (affecionate) or just wanting to mess with him or trying to win a bet with someone or whatever reason

just let's have it result with her stealing Huan for a day or a night and

KEY LIME GREEN HUAN!!!!!

by Irissë

and then Tyelko sees it the next day and falls down crying because ,,NOOOOOOO, NOOOOOOO , EVERYTHING & EVERYONE , BUT NOT HUAN, NOOOOOOO; IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ONE OF MY BROTHERS IRISSË! WHY NOT MAGLOR IRISSË?! "

(confused Maglor in the background)

two days later Celery is still trying to wash the dye off of his dearest friend ; ,,how could she do it to you? *crying intensifies

Note: no magical dog was hurt during these happenings ~ Huan didn't really mind this short change in looks

3 ) Argon and golden ribbons

here I just drop an image of little Argon braiding some stolen from Fingon golden ribbons into his hair because he wants to be like his big brother

and Fingon sees it and just melts

and this is because these moments where he feels like the big brother he is are so rare , mainly because he personally radiates this kind of younger sibling energy

Irissë treats him almost as if they were twins (they have very similar personalities and both of them are secretly dating a fëanorian cousin, just so many things in common between them) , Turgon basically took over being the oldest siblingTM in this family and he may not have told him that it's because he sucks at being an eldest brother figure, but Fingon doesn't need him to voice these thoughts to be aware of them

so yeah, Turgon steals the older brother vibe while Irissë and Fingon just vibe the younger sibling vibe together, but then Argon appears in the picture....

and by that time Fingon has grown up enough to pass the big bro vibe check

so Argon does acknowledge him as the big brother

and Argon wants to be like him

and Argon braids golden ribbons into his hair to look like him

and Argon looks up to him for all of his childhood and even a little longer

and then adult Argon follows him at Alqualondë

and Argon gets doomed

and Argon dies

and it's all because of him

and Fingon might've never agreed with Turgon's overall opinion of him not being a good older brother , but as he looks at his little brother's dead body he wonders

he wonders if Turgon might be right

(okay, enough angst for today)

(or is it?)

4 ) ,,Marjorie" by Taylor Swift

and as much as this whole song gives me the vibe of adult Elrond in Lindon reminiscing his fëanorian upbringing (don't get me started on the angst of him not being allowed to speak about his childhood openly because ,,wdym you consider those MURDERERS your parents alongside your actual parents?????? Oh you poor traumatised thing!!!!!" )

anyway

let me focus here on the

,,The autumn chill that wakes me up/ [...] / Long limbs and frozen swims/ You'd always go past where our feet could touch"

part

let's think about these autumn days that are awfully cold in the morning , but then at noon it's almost as warm as during cooler summer days

now let's imagine Mae taking E&E to a nearby lake , so they can learn/practice swimming

(I imagine Mae would consider swimming a potentially important survival-enabling skill and deem it important for E&E to learn it)

ofc they would have to bring a small troop with them because it's apocaliptic end of first age Beleriand and there are orcs everywhere , but still Mae bringing the kids to the lake would be a very fun ,cherished moment for all of them. Mae being tall and going far from the shore, Elros always trying to follow him without caring that water gets too deep for him, Maglor seeing this and having a heart attack Maglor repeatedly telling Elros not to go past where his feet can touch. Elros going anyway, because Maedhros is there, so even if something happens, it's not like he's gonna die dad Mae would save him. Maglor forbiding Mae from taking them to the lake because this little shit Elros is a menace to himself Mae secretly taking them to the lake anyways because ,,they NEED to know how to swim, Mags , you don't understand , what if they DIE someday due to not knowing how to swim????'' let me quote the song again ,,The autumn chill that wakes me up/ [...] / Long limbs and frozen swims'' Mae waking them up early, so they can leave before his little brother is up; and it's still quite early when they arrive at the lake, so the water is freezing And then, centuries later, in Lindon it's just Elrond and these memories because the rest of the family is dead, gone, dead

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sunset-telepath · 4 months

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Okay so what are your least favorites from each Taylor album??

I'm so glad you asked! I have prepared a list of what I consider to be the flops from each Taylor Swift album, which I humbly display to the grand court of the Swiftie public so that I may have tomatoes pelted into my face for my terrible brilliant opinions. And not only will I provide the songs I think are skips, I'll also provide my favorite songs from each album too! So more people can think I'm tasteless!

@orangejuicepdf I laughed at your opinions, it's only right you laugh at mine.

The scale goes from most not-favorite to least not-favorite on (skips) and most-favorite to least-favorite on (favs)

Debut (Skips):

Stay Beautiful (cORy'S eYeS aRE LiKe tHe jUnGLe)

Invisible (boring)

Should've Said No (we've been brainwashed by the Rep tour mash-up of it and Bad Blood into thinking it's a great song. Maybe it is, but the vocals are terrible and I can't wait for the re-recording)

Debut (Favs):

Teardrops on My Guitar

Our Song

Picture to Burn

Tim McGraw

Beautiful Eyes EP (Favs):

I Heart ? (the unknown superstar)

Beautiful Eyes (eaten up by I Heart ? and kind of mid)

The Taylor Swift Holiday Collection (Skips):

Santa Baby (Taylor is not (yet) a seductress)

The Taylor Swift Holiday Collection (Favs):

Last Christmas (one of the first songs I heard by Taylor on the radio as a toddler. rewired my brain into becoming a brainless stan)

Fearless (Skips):

Hey Stephen

You All Over Me

Jump Then Fall

Love Story (too hetero)

Fearless (Favs):

Forever & Always

Come in With the Rain

The Other Side of the Door

Untouchable

You Belong With Me

Superstar

The Way I Loved You

That's When

Don't You

Speak Now (Skips):

Innocent (I am not interested in Kanye Apologia)

Never Grow Up (boring)

Castles Crumbling

Speak Now (Favs):

I Can See You (Oh taylor you argumentative, antithetical, horny dream girl)

Last Kiss

Haunted

Electric Touch

Back to December

Foolish One

The Story of Us

Long Live

When Emma Falls In Love

Mine

Enchanted (lower on the list of favs because the Eras Tour Version makes it worse via comparison)

Red (Skips):

The Lucky One (replacement for Nothing New bc she couldn't sing about getting drunk at a bar yet. Also the fact that she wrote it about Joni Mitchell, who proceeded to say that Taylor couldn't sing)

Babe (sorry but it's a nothing surrounded by supermodels)

Ronan

too sad :(

Red (Favs):

Treacherous (the motif of two bright lights shows up in a lot of Taylor's best work)

The Last Time

The Moment I Knew

All Too Well

State of Grace

Red

I Almost Do

Sad Beautiful Tragic

Come Back... Be Here

Better Man

Forever Winter

Run

I Knew You Were Trouble

We Are Never Getting Back Together

The Entire Goddamn Album this was seriously one of the greatest albums of all time. Every song is amazing (except for the Lucky One and Babe, which aren't even bad they're just not as great as these other songs). I can't believe this lost to fucking that RAM shit. There's a special spot in hell for those grammy voters. Every single song is brilliant and amazing and really shows Taylor's maturation from Speak Now to 1989.

1989 (Skips):

Slut!

(Taylor babe you cannot convince me that Harry Styles is a gentleman in a world of boys)

This man Taylor? This man?

How You Get The Girl (I'm gay)

1989 (Favs):

Blank Space (my psycho queen. I know it's a parody but if it was 100% serious I would probably stan harder. go wreck that man's sports car. I'll help)

Style

Out Of The Woods

All You Had To Do Was Stay

Bad Blood (Go Queen! End Katy Perry's Career!)

Wildest Dreams

Say Don't Go

Now That We Don't Talk

Is It Over Now?

Wonderland

You Are in Love

New Romantics

This Love

Clean

This is seriously another one of the greatest albums of all time.

Reputation (Skips):

New Year's Day (don't get tricked by the supposedly deep lyrics. This is not a good song. It is the poor man's Daylight)

Reputation (Favs):

Look What You Made Me Do (the empress herself)

Ready for it?

Don't Blame Me

End Game

So It Goes...

Getaway Car

Call It What You Want

Gorgeous

Delicate

King of My Heart

Lover (Skips): (you all are going to come for my neck for this)

Miss Americana (please don't take me back to highschool)

Soon You'll Get Better

False God

Daylight (the poor man's Afterglow)

Lover (Favs):

Afterglow

Cornelia Street

Need (from the Lover Leak... c'mon Taylor drop this please)

You Need to Calm Down (I'll be hung for this one)

All of the Girls You've Loved Before (leaked, released officially under the Cruelest Summer EP)

It's Nice to Have a Friend (it's a fun experimental track)

Folklore (Skips):

peace/hoax (good songs but I feel as though they're songs that only Taylor will ever truly understand)

Exile (The Last Time's runt sister that you insist on giving more attention then the queen that The Last Time is)

Folklore (Favs):

The Lakes (THE grand high queen of my pretentiousness)

Illicit Affairs

This is Me Trying

Epiphany

August

Seven

The 1

Evermore (Skips):

Cowboy Like Me ("Telling all the rich people what they want"?? Taylor you are the rich person)

Coney Island (yawn)

Happiness (the poor man's tolerate it)

Evermore (Favs):

Right Where You Left Me

Tolerate It

'Tis the Damn Season

Ivy

Evermore

Gold Rush

Midnights (Skips):

Labyrinth (deeply terrible)

You're On Your Own Kid (boring)

Glitch (it hits at 3 AM reading infidelity smut but.... other than that it's not that good)

Karma ft. Ice Spice (we really couldn't get Nicki Minaj? Or someone with talent? I would've taken Doja Cat. Or even Saweetie :sob:)

Midnights (Favs):

Question...? (oh she was nuts for putting this out when she was still dating the Heirloom Turkey... I have no choice but to stan)

Maroon

Hits Different (I too will be carried away to a mental asylum some day)

Would've Could've Should've

Sweet Nothing

Anti Hero

Lavender Haze

Dear Reader

Snow on the Beach (ft. More Lana Del Rey)

High Infidelity

Bejewled

Bigger Than the Whole Sky

Karma

The Great War

Vigilante Shit

Paris

#taylor swift #taylor #1989 #red #speak now #fearless #beautiful eyes #midnights #folklore #evermore

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lucienarcheron · 4 months

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sorry for this dissertation, but i have some Thoughts and as a swiftie and an elucien, you are my target audience bestie

i was listening to ‘gold rush’ and it suddenly hit me that lucien vanserra may as well have written the song himself. i just *takes deep breath* right from the beginning, where it says, i almost jump in, but i don’t like a gold rush bc the temptation is always there, the instincts. but like, as we know, the whole thing with the gold rush was that many people never found gold. it’s the pull of the bond vs. the woman at the other end of it, who has shown no interest in him. plus it reminds me of lucien asking feyre if elain is worth fighting for in acowar. he’s just so so cautious with his heart now 💔

i don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch / everybody wants you i mean…… 👀 but we don’t have to talk about that rn. also? doesn’t eris ?? say somethin about “my brother’s pretty mate” ???? or do i just read too much fanfic oop either way, they really out here putting elain in an ugly dress so she wouldn’t accidentally catch eris’s eye in the court of nightmares. everybody wants a slice of that elain archeron pie !!

what must it be like to grow up that beautiful? i mean there’s the obvious, as we just discussed. but also, he really would have to wonder what it was like growing up that beautiful, in the sense that she has faced all this adversity and managed to stay kind and soft. he’d have to wonder what it was like to grow up universally loved. 😭😭

at dinner parties, i call you out on your contrarian shit ok so elain’s not exactly a contrarian if anything, lucien is lol BUT i wanna talk about this lyric in relation to the theory that elain gives people the her she thinks they want. and that lucien at the very least, is able to perceive that. he probably has all kinds of fantasies of ruining another awkward dinner by calling her on it. and to take things further, the coastal town we wandered ‘round had never seen a love as pure as it . walking through far-flung streets with her accompanying him on his travels.

BUT, considering the way things are lookin rn, especially from his perspective…. i can’t dare to dream about you anymore

ugh ugh ugh my heart !! and then the twist??? now saying i won’t call you out on your shit at dinner parties, because he’d never actually do that to her at least not AT dinner hehe so they’ll just eat in strained silence forever, probably. and then there’s the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as it because it all feels so hopeless !!! like it’s never gonna happen!! it’s a gold rush ):

As someone who has a whole Elucien (Taylor's Version) playlist with this song on there, I am LOVING this!!! I viewed the song from Elain's POV as she watches Lucien dazzle every crowd he’s in, feeling both proud that he’s her mate (while still nervous and apprehensive around him) but can’t help being slightly annoyed at how many people seem to want his attention. I love how your breakdown and mine are essentially how the two of them would view each other at the same time HKJGUYJG. GREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE 'NONNIE!!!

I made a whole-ass playlist (read: thesis statement) maybe three years ago? I gotta find it and make updates to add Taylor's newer songs on there omg.

#elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #AHHHHH you got me in my feels 'nonnie #asks #anon

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sunshine-overload · 1 year

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[BSTS] Zakuro Birthday 4* Card Story

chapter 1 -starless hallway-

zakuro: My oh my, to have my desire to see you be granted within an instant, you truly are a little bird of fate.

saki: Hello Zakuro-san. You wanted to see me?

zakuro: It just so happens that my birthday will be occuring soon. I’ve been at a bit of a loss as to how I should proceed with the preparations for my birthday event.

saki: Preparations?

zakuro: First there is the matter of my prop for the photo shoot… I must search for a birthday gift to hold. However by my lonesome I have no clue where I should go to find one. I’m at a loss.

saki: You need to find a present then? If it’s alright with you we can go and search for one together.

zakuro: Such compassionate words, I shall take you up on that kind offer, let us go and look around together.

-time pass, street, daytime-

zakuro: Now then, although it may be for work, being able to go on an outing with you like this is highly joyous. There are many stores calling our name, however how about we start with this one.

-zakuro enters cafe-

saki: Hm? But that’s a cafe… Um, what happened to finding the present…?

-time pass, in karaoke booth-

zakuro: Come come, little bird of fate, please sit yourself down here. Leave the choice of song to me.

saki: B-but…

zakuro: A pitiful wooden doll such as I can only do one thing and that is sing. If you were to join me for a while it would grant me unparalleled happiness. Worry not, for if there are parts that you cannot do I shall assist you.

saki: Wait, you want me to sing as well…!?

-time pass, shopping centre-

saki: (Clothes stores, a music shop, a furniture store, we’ve been to so many different places yet he’s only been window shopping…)

zakuro: Hm, little bird of fate, shall we enter this store next? There appears to me many peculiar and eye catching items, I think you’ll enjoy it too.

saki: Um…

zakuro: Oh my, is something the matter? If you are tired would you like to stop by another cafe to rest?

saki: No, it’s not that. I’m just wondering what it is that you’re looking for to be your present, Zakuro-san.

zakuro: Ah, my apologies. I’m actually not looking for anything.

saki: Nothing at all…?

zakuro: Hobbies and interests are things created by one’s past, however, I possess no such thing as a past. Not knowing what I would be pleased with, all I can do is simply wander aimlessly. However it is also true that the time for my shift is swifty approaching. We do not have much more time to look. This too could perhaps be called fate.

saki: Zakuro-san…

zakuro: …Saki-sama. Would you be so kind as to choose my gift for me?

saki: Me?

zakuro: I walk this place in search however I myself will never come to find what I desire. Except if it’s you little bird of fate, then I’m sure you’ll be able to understand what it is that I’d want.

saki: …I see, I’ll do my best.

zakuro: Oh right, I do have one request though. Whatever it is that you end up purchasing, please keep it a secret until the day of my birthday.

saki: Huh? But why?

zakuro: That is of course so I can look forward to the future… To the day that I get to open that present.

chapter 2 -starless restaurant area-

saki: (I’m excited for Zakuro-san’s birthday event today too. Let’s see, where is he… Ah, there he is!)

saki: (It looks like he’s taking some pictures with the guests. It’s the last day of his event, so he must be busy.)

-zakuro notices her and steps over-

zakuro: My oh my, if it isn’t the fated little bird. To have you swoop in again this evening is truly a blessing.

saki: Good evening, Zakuro-san. I’m glad the event seems to have been a great success.

zakuro: Why of course. Since it is the final night, I too am enjoying myself even more. The event itself aside though— The seeds of the past that will be sown today, I’m looking forward to seeing them bud in the future.

saki: Are you sure you’re ok with still not knowing what your gift is?

-cg

zakuro: Of course. For it is true that there are things in this world that one is better off not knowing. Due to not knowing what this box contains, I was able to spend the days leading up to this one with anticipation thumping away in my heart.

saki: I see…

saki: (After we walked around that day, I went and bought a wine opener tool set for him in secret but… I hope he will be happy with it.)

zakuro: Oh right, I have a request.

saki: A request?

zakuro: After this, would you be so kind as to join me at a certain place as a thanks to you for this present?

saki: Where were you thinking of going?

zakuro: Just wait and see, do look forward to it. Or rather, look forward to what the future holds. I will give you one hint though. I can assure you that there will be wine fine enough to be worthy of an evening that’s spent with you.

saki: Hm?

saki: (Zakuro-san still hasn’t opened his present… he shouldn’t know what it is and yet…)

zakuro: Is something the matter?

saki: Oh no, it’s nothing.

zakuro: Then I shall see you again afterwards. Please enjoy tonights show to your heart’s content.

—end

#bsts zakuro #bsts translation

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harryfeatgaga · 2 years

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And honestly I feel like I’ve had no voice today because every time I tried to say anything, about 10 other anons just came to attack and it’s very overwhelming when your words get twisted and turned and people come at you like that. I’m not some random troll that came on this blog to start drama, I’ve been here for a while and I know we bring up topics of discussion very often. I felt in the time of what was being discussed on Twitter it was an appropriate time to share my own thoughts on how I didn’t like the fact that it was seemingly ok for Olivia to work with David Russel, but it’s suddenly a huge problem that these other celebrities are. I wasn’t attacking you, I wasn’t attacking Olivia. Clearly I could’ve used a better tone but i was a literally just typing. I’m not trying to be a victim so you can stop with those words. We have discussions on here so often, how the fuck would I know that something slightly negative about Olivia would set everyone off? I didn’t just bring up Olivia because I want to pick apart everything she does. Quite frankly I don’t even give a fuck what she does. I brought up Olivia because she’s apart of the group of the celebrity’s that worked with David Russell….the literal man that was being discussed. At the moment I was just frustrated that her working with him got nodded off months ago, but these other celebs are getting the most shit. I was just frustrated that harries pick and choose when it’s acceptable for someone to work with a rapist. You were liking tweets about the movie so i just assumed it was a topic of discussion that we could’ve maturely discussed but apparently that was not the case. You were getting mad saying “well how would I know that etc” and as I’m telling you about it, you’re then telling me what I’m saying was unprompted and I had no reason to bring it up. I’m sitting here explaining that her working with David Russel got brushed under the rug, and you’re sitting here….brushing it under the rug. THAT’S exactly why people have no clue what she’s done, because every-time it gets brought up you guys immediately shut it down saying it’s unprompted. She’s worked with numerous abusers knowing they were abusers and when someone draws any type of light to that it’s suddenly turning the blind eye. But this fandom is SO quick to jump on other celebrities for working with abusers. Just seeing the way harries treat other celebrities for doing exactly what Olivia Wilde has done is what stemmed my frustration today. That’s the place I was coming from.

Anonymous asked: ….ie liking a tweet about Taylor swift, and my whole TL tweeting that swifties are silent after seeing Taylor was working with David Russel. That’s what I found very double standard because, our favs gf has also literally worked with David Russel. I was simply trying to explain that and how hypocritical it sounded coming from harries that have brushed off Olivia’s actions as “fans being jealous of her.” Yet are now saying swifties are being silent and should call her out for it

Anonymous asked: ok this is very unnecessary to get nasty when I repeated multiple times I wasn’t attacking Olivia or Paige. I apologized for coming off if I was attacking, but tone obviously get misconstrued here. I literally was just fucking…..speaking… also, my whole point was that stuff Olivia does gets brushed under the rug and when I speak on it, you’re all literally brushing it under the rug. Like proving my point. And then getting mad saying “well how would I know that” when you’re literally ignoring everything I’m saying and making me out to be this vicious person. https://harryfeatgaga.tumblr.com/post/689054366382145536/goodbye-anon-i-hope-you-can-touch-some-grass-while

Ive explained my side multiple times I really dont have anything else to say I really just dont understand why you are making it such a big deal especially 8 hours later still going on about it like you may not have meant it but came off accusing and rude and you continued to argue with me when I asked you to stop the conversation like??? what are you trying to get across like okay it happened what am I supposed to do about it??? also I saw they literally just spoke at the same event imo not exactly the same not that it makes it more okay but like.......I didnt know about his abuse till the last year when this movie was brought up so??? and yeah I did like tweets about it cause its my twitter and I can and I dont like taylors fucking fans they constantly drag harry for everything and nothing so yeah Ill like some tweets by my friends about how annoying they are lmfao like literally no one on here even did what you are so mad about saying fans are jealous or whatever so I dont get why you are causing a fuss over it on here and like what are we supposed to do about it???? like are we gonna then bring up every other person who has worked with him too along with olivia as well??? this movie is happening now and a trailer came out today so thats why it was being talked about on twitter??? and clearly you said it was aired out so clearly harries do care lmfao and shes literally dragged everyday for everything else so like whats the difference what its about at this point??? I try my best to make my blog drama and discourse free so when people bring stuff up I think will cause that I ignore it or shut it down when I can because I know how some people get. i stan harry and care about harry thats it. thats what i wanna talk about on here. thats all I have to say about this im not continuing this its gone on too fucking long and shouldn't have even been a thing in the first place.

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tanakavox · 3 years

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Cinder was quietly reading in her room, currently engrossed in a dramatic scene that had her caught up in her own little world...

Jaune: *Muffled* “OOOOOH, CINDER!~”

...Only to have it completely shatter and crumble as her concentration was broken at the annoying call of her twin brother. She huffed to herself in annoyance as she put her book mark in place, and started to make her way to his room scowling the entire way. She made her way in, only to grimace in disgust as her brother sat in his chair in front of his Tv, wearing only a pair of boxers and a wife beater and a pair of socks as he was currently engrossed in whatever stupid game he was playing.

Cinder: *Scowling* “What, do you wa-!”

Cinder didn’t even get to finish her question, before she was blatantly interrupted by her brother.

Jaune: “Ah, ah!~ Your tone? Can’t say I care for it Cindy. And as I recall, you’re supposed to greet me in a very specific way as part of our agreement.”

At this, Cinder’s eyes narrowed in anger and her hands balled so tightly into fists that her skin was turning bone white.

Cinder: *Forcefully* “Jaune, if you think for even a moment that I’d even so much as consider to lower myself to even uttering such an idiotic thing, so help me I’ll-!”

Cinder's threat was cut off as Jaune swiftly pulled out his scroll and pulled up a video in one smooth motion, smirking the entire time as the contents were revealed. We see Cinder in her room, dressed in a magical girl outfit with a red trim on the skirt and collar, a blue bow on her chest and she was wearing a golden headband with a red gym in the middle. Posing in a dramatic fashion, she began to speak with fire and passion in her voice.

Cinder: “The fire of passion and the power of prayer will defeat evil ! I’m Sailor Mars, of the red high heel ! In the name of Mars, I chastise you !”

Cinder paused as she looked upon the video with a horrified look, her whole face flushing bright red in embarrassment and her mouth frozen in shock.

Jaune: *Smugly* “So uh, would you care to rephrase what you were about to say… Sailor Mars?”

Shock and embarrassment swifty turned into rage and hate as Cinder shot Jaune a hateful glare, the intensity and heat enough to melt solid steel. Jaune returned her glare with an expected look, his smirk widening as he patiently awaited his sister to speak up. After a tense silence, Cinder clinched her eyes shut, taking in a deep and steadying breath before her eyes shot open with a hateful look as she began to speak through gritted teeth,

Cinder: *Grit Teeth* “Oh Great and Powerful Jaune! Who is better than me in Everything and Every way! How may I, your lesser twin, be of service to you today?”

Cinder had looked like she had swallowed lemo, hating the fact that she had been forced to spew out such absolute, vile, bunk! Jaune merely smiled happily at his sister's reaction, before putting his scroll away and gesturing towards his feet.

Jaune: “See? Now was that so hard Cindy? As for what I want? Well, I would like you to take my socks off.”

Cinder wanted nothing more than to set her twin on fire, and watch him flail around the room screaming as he tried to put the flames out while she watched with a sadistic smile. Alas, she could only dream of such sadistic punishments in her head, and as she lowered herself to take Jaune socks off, she glowered at him one last time and bitterly hissed out a single statement:

Cinder: “I hate you so much right now.”

Jaune: *Brightly* “Love you too Cindy!”

#rwby #rwby au #rwby fanfic #cinder #rwby cinder fall #rwby cinder #cinder fall #rwby jaune arc #rwby jaune #jaune arc #arcfall siblings #arcfall twins #rwby sibling au #siblings au

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eusuntgratie · 3 years

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Nobody knows about Dylan's secret Instagram account. bilinski420 is anonymous with a generic Stiles headshot he found on his phone as its profile pic and a blank bio. He doodles around on Instagram, checking up on what everyone's doing, following a few fan pages, seeing what the latest rumours are, actively liking everything Taylor Swift has ever posted, and oh -

Well, there's Hoechlin.

For a man who doesn't post much content of himself, there sure is more than enough being posted about him. Dylan's feed is a mess of Swiftie conspiracy theories and his former co-star, in various states of undress and with various degrees of chest hair.

It's been ten years and Dylan still feels like that awkward nineteen year old who looked at Hoechlin and wanted.

He still wants, is the thing. A teenage crush it may have been, but it's matured like fine wine, into something shockingly undeniable.

He double taps another post to like it and scrolls down.

And nearly swallows his tongue.

He's used to Hoechlin's chest, the ridiculous muscles and the way they'd grease him up for Teen Wolf, but they'd always made him wax, at least until season four and they'd barely shared any scenes so it wasn't like Dylan had been able to just... perve on the scenery.

But this is a... gym selfie? A shirtless gym selfie. And indecently short shorts. Hoechlin's smiling like he's proud of himself, and damn right, he should be, because - guh.

Dylan doesn't reply to posts. He likes them and moves on. But. But - oh, what the hell, he's anonymous and he's only human.

bilinkski420 commented SIR.

He doesn't think anything more of it as he closes out of the app (not before screenshotting it, not that the fans will ever let that post disappear from memory). He gets off in the shower to thoughts of running fingers through coarse black chest hair, rubbing his cheek against wiry thighs and - and it's fine, it's fine. Maybe he needs to get laid, but it's fine.

He goes to bed, and really, that should be the end of it.

Spoiler alert: it's not.

His phone pings at some god awful hour which can only mean disaster. He groans and reaches for it and blinking bleary eyes tries to unlock it.

He has a WhatsApp message from Hoechlin.

Fuck. Okay, they do talk, but mostly in the group chat. Their last private conversation is dated three months ago.

Hoech: I saw you liked my post.

Dylan's stomach does something he didn't know it could do, sort of flips and sinks in on itself all at once.

He hates whoever came up with the idea for read receipts, and then sees Hoechlin's typing again.

Hoech: I liked the comment you left too.

Which - this has to be a cruel prank. Dylan stares at his phone. Then stares at it some more. Hoechlin is still online, waiting. Dylan doesn't dare tap out a single message.

An image comes through.

It's Hoechlin sprawled out on his bed, wearing nothing but his stupid I'm-very-manly-I-workout underwear, which just makes his thighs look obscene, actually, and Hoechlin's looking at the camera like he's looking into Dylan's soul and oh god.

Hoech: Yeah?

Dylan bites his bottom lip. Yeah, he types back hesitantly, and sends it.

A video call starts ringing through. He answers, still half asleep, adrenaline and excitement warring inside of him.

Hoechlin's face pops up at a slightly awkward angle and he's so him that Dylan can't help but smile. He's terrified, but Hoechlin puts him at ease. That smile. It could launch a thousand ships.

"Hey Dyl," Hoechlin says. "Sorry, I forgot it was early for you."

"It's okay," Dylan says. "How - how did you know?"

He needs to know. Hoechlin's beautiful and smart and funny, but he's not like, a detective, right? There's no way he could have known one anonymous account was Dylan.

"MTV never released the photo you're using as your profile pic. You asked for it. Said it made your nose look cute, which, it does. But it's not on Google. Everything's on Google, Dyl, but not that. It's okay," Hoechlin says, eyes scanning Dylan's face, looking for what? Hurt? Anger? Fear? "It's really okay. I'm not upset. Kinda flattered. Kinda wondering - been wondering for a while, actually. Whether you meant it. The likes, and then - well," Hoechlin chuckles. "Your comment. Felt kinda like maybe you had some feelings about the photo."

"I did, I mean, I do," Dylan says. "God, I do." He closes his eyes, and then opens them again. "If I was a fan, I'd be the kind of fan you should be crossing the street to avoid, and possibly calling the cops too. I'm pretty obsessed with you. Hoech, you're - you know. You have to know. Don't make me spell out how perfect you are this early in the morning. I'm compromised."

"I'm compromised too," Hoechlin says, and Dylan tries to breathe. It feels like his lungs are too tight. "Been trying to get you out of my head for years. Thought I could get it out of my system, but I can't. You're in there. Want to touch you. Just - think about it sometimes and don't know why we never tried that. Seems like we should have."

"You wanted that? Want that?" Dylan whispers. Hoechlin tilts his head. God, he's so perfect.

"Really do," Hoechlin replies.

"Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me," Dylan says. "How quick can you get on a plane?"

"Not quick enough, but I could make it work, if you wanted me to," Hoechlin says.

"Please," Dylan isn't above begging, so he begs.

"Please?" Hoechlin teases.

"Please, sir," Dylan says, and watches Hoechlin's eyes go dark even through the shitty resolution of the camera.

"I'll look at flights," Hoechlin says.

"Okay," Dylan says, disbelieving.

"Means I need to hang up the call now though," Hoechlin points out. He absently runs a hand up his chest and Dylan follows the movement.

"Is this real?" Dylan asks, and Hoechlin chuckles, face going all squinty and adorable.

"Yeah, baby, I think it is," Hoechlin says.

"You should go - flights, and that."

"See you soon," Hoechlin says, and the screen goes back to their conversation. Dylan, ridiculously, misses him.

Twenty minutes later, Hoechlin sends through a screenshot of a ticket confirmation. It leaves in an hour.

This is real.

Dylan can't quite believe it.

His phone shows a notification that Hoechlin has added a new Instagram story. He taps through to it.

It's just text, white on a blue background:

Ever think you're about to have a really good day?

Dylan smiles, and taps out a reply.

Yeah.

It gets marked as read.

(And yeah, he has a really, really good day.)

🥰😍🥰😍🥰😍

this is?!? So wonderful? The chest hair thirst? GYM SELFIE?!? THIGH THIRST? so much thirst but so sweet? Ahhhhhhhh

THANK YOU HOBRIEN ANON 💜💜💜

#what a lovely surprise to come home to 🥰#hobrien anon #hobrien #all i want for xmas is hoechlin gym content #and/or sweaty gym selfies #I LOVE THIS #long post

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dessarious · 3 years

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What Makes a Family? Pt17

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“I’m sorry, what?” Marinette tried not to laugh at Bruce but it was actually funny to see some of her own idiosyncrasies mirrored in him.

“It’s a rather long story. Why don’t we sit?” She led Cass over to the couch to sit, not letting go of her. Now that they were together she was going to make sure her twin got the affection she deserved. Bruce sat on a chair across from them still looking like he was waiting for an attack.

“What was that comment about a magic wielding narcissist about?” Marinette sighed. She really hated explaining this.

“I won’t go into details because until you’ve been through an attack it won’t seem real anyway. Short version is Paris is being held hostage by a man with a magical artifact and a god complex. I’m one of the people trying to stop him.” Bruce just blinked at her for a moment and she could almost see him trying to gather his thoughts.

“And the comment about Cass being your Black Cat? What did that mean?” He sounded so tired. She could commiserate.

“I really am sorry to just drag you into this and I wouldn’t have if I didn’t believe it was absolutely necessary.” Cass actually hugged her without prompting that time and even Bruce’s expression softened. “The artifacts we use are called the Miraculous. They’re all about balance. I wield the Ladybug Miraculous of Creation, it’s opposite is the Black Cat Miraculous of Destruction. While I had a partner that used that Miraculous he was nowhere near as in tune with it as I am with mine and it creates a power imbalance that isn’t sustainable. As soon as I found out about Cass, I was certain she was my other half. The person actually meant to be my partner. If you’re willing of course.”

“Not leaving you alone.” Marinette smiled fondly at her little sister.

“You may very well want to rethink that position once you meet Plagg.” They both looked at her in confusion and jumped when a new voice broke in.

“I’ll have you know I’m a delight to be around. You just don’t appreciate my personality.” She rolled her eyes at the Kwami floating in front of her.

“Yes, obviously I’m the problem.” They were about to snark back at her when Bruce spoke up.

“What is that?” Plagg opened their mouth to answer but Marinette beat him to it. The last thing she needed was him going off on a tangent about how wonderful he was.

“This is Plagg, Kwami of Destruction and Bad Luck. They are what gives the Black Cat Miraculous it’s powers.” Bruce was eyeing the creature warily but Plagg was busy studying Cass. After a minute their expression softened.

“Yeah, she’s definitely one of mine.” Then they just burrowed into Cass’s hair and started purring.

“Her life is not your fault Plagg. And you said you could protect her from the worst of her innate bad luck now right?” They just nodded. Marinette wasn’t sure what to make of this attitude if she was being honest.

“Plagg’s a big softy when it comes to their Chosen. Especially when they’ve been so badly mistreated.” Tikki made their entrance and Cass was watching them with interest. Bruce looked like he was fighting off a migraine.

“And this is Tikki, Kwami of Creation and Good Luck. They are what power the Ladybug Miraculous.”

“It’s very nice to meet you both, even if it’s a bit of an adjustment. I can help you get rid of that headache if you want.” Bruce actually flinched at the offer and Marinette struggled not to laugh. Tikki actually rolled their eyes.

“Like father, like daughter.”

“Hey! That’s not fair. I didn’t have anything against magic itself. I just thought I was a terrible choice for a hero is all.”

“You called me a talking bug-mouse.” Tikki’s drool tone matched their glare.

“I opened a box and you popped out. How was I supposed to react?” Tikki held the glare for a few more seconds before they both dissolved into laughter. It was a running joke between them especially since her parents found out. Her Papa had broken a chair trying to jump away and her Maman had tried to hit Tikki with a rolling pin. Luckily the Kwami had seen it coming in time to phase through it rather than being smacked into a wall.

“And the Lazarus Pits?” He really didn’t sound like he wanted to know.

“Plagg caused the extinction of the dinosaurs. The Pits wouldn’t even be a challenge. Tikki also thinks I’m capable of returning them to their natural state without them, but that’s only theoretical at this point.” Tikki and Wayzz had both tried to explain the process but it was incredibly complicated.

“Natural state?” The question came from Cass and Plagg decided to speak again.

“The Pits were made from hot springs that were believed to have healing powers. The people who made them were trying to enhance that but did not understand the powers they were using. All magic comes with a price.”

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promenadewithme · 3 years

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First of all, I want to thank all of you so much for the follows, likes, comments, reblogs and support in general! I can't believe I hit 50 followers so soon! I know it’s not much, but I actually didn’t expect any at all so I’m so happy!! Thank you ❤️

Now, this is how the celebration is going to work: first you chose a song and a character. Then send it to my requests with your pronoun of choice, along with any other specifications and I'll write you a fic based on the song! You can either send the song or specific quotes as prompts

To find the fics I will write, use the #Anastasia's 50 followers celebration

This event starts today (May 20th) and ends June 10th

Support Me on Ko-Fi - if you’re feeling generous 💕

Songs:

Fluff (Romantic)

Paper Rings - Taylor Swift

London Boy - Taylor Swift

Love Story - Taylor Swift

Lover - Taylor Swift

King of My Heart - Taylor Swift

Willow - Taylor Swift

Crazier - Taylor Swift

New Year’s Day - Taylor Swift

Daylight - Taylor Swift

Jump Then Fall - Taylor Swift

How You Get The Girl - Taylor Swift

You Are In Love - Taylor Swift

It’s Nice To Have A Friend - Taylor Swift

Today Was A Fairytale - Taylor Swift

State Of Grace - Taylor Swift

Mine - Taylor Swift

Delicate - Taylor Swift

Say You Won't Let Go - James Arthur

Naked - James Arthur

Rewrite The Stars - James Arthur + Anne-Marie

I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz

I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran

Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran

How Would You Feel (Paean) - Ed Sheeran

Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran

Afterglow - Ed Sheeran

Lego House - Ed Sheeran

Dive - Ed Sheeran

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

Everything Has Changed - Ed Sheeran + Taylor Swift

I Was Made For Loving You - Tori Kelly + Ed Sheeran

Make You Feel My Love -Adele

One Call Away - Charlie Puth

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars

Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Little Things - One Direction

Night Changes - One Direction

Can't Help Falling In Love - Elvis Presley

Andante, Andante - ABBA

Waterloo - ABBA

All Of Me - John Legend

Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish

Snowman - Sia

A Thousand Years - Christina Perri

Arms - Christina Perri

Teenage Dream - Katy Perry

Halo - Beyoncé

The Only Exception - Paramore

Dandelions - Ruth B

Someone To You - BANNERS

Would You Be So Kind - Dodie

Someone You Like - The Girl and The Dreamcatcher

If I Could Tell Her - Ben Platt

Absolutely Smitten - Dodie

How Long Will I Love - Ellie Goulding

Angst (Romantic)

Good 4 u - Olivia Rodrigo

Drivers License - Olivia Rodrigo

Deja Vu - Olivia Rodrigo

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Traitor - Olivia Rodrigo

Enough For You - Olivia Rodrigo

1 step forward, 3 steps back - Olivia Rodrigo

Happier - Olivia Rodrigo

Jealousy, Jealousy- Olivia Rodrigo

Favourite Crime - Olivia Rodrigo

Hope Ur Ok - Olivia Rodrigo

Betty - Taylor Swift

Exile - Taylor Swift

Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift

Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift

Tolerate It - Taylor Swift

You’re Not Sorry - Taylor Swift

Should’ve Said No - Taylor Swift

White Horse - Taylor Swift

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

My Tears Ricochet - Taylor Swift

Back to December - Taylor Swift

Breathe - Taylor Swift

The 1 - Taylor Swift

All Too Well - Taylor Swift

Invisible String - Taylor Swift

Evermore - Taylor Swift

Lose You To Love Me - Selena Gomez

The Heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez

When I Was Your Man -Bruno Mars

Someone Like You - Adele

Hello - Adele

All I Ask - Adele

Let Her Go - Passenger

Say Something - A Great Big World

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

California King Bed - Rihanna

Take a Bow - Rihanna

Broken Hearted Girl - Beyoncé

Tonight I Wanna Cry - Keith Urban

The Winner Takes It All - ABBA

SOS - ABBA

One Of Us - ABBA

Half a Heart - One Direction

Yesterday - The Beatles

If The World Was Ending - Julia Michaels

Colors - Halsey

Happier - Ed Sheeran

One Last Time - Ariana Grande

Why’d You Only Call Me When You High - Artic Monkeys

Play Date - Melanie Martinez

Just a Friend to You - Meghan Trainor

All I Want - Kodaline

Love You From A Distance - Ashley Kutcher

Potential Breakup Song - Aly & AJ

I Don’t Wanna See You With Her - Maria Mena

Let Her Go - Passenger

All My Tears - Ane Brun

Always On My Mind - Elvis Presley

Someone to you - Lewis Capaldi

Before You Go - Lewis Capaldi

Others

Sit Still, Look Pretty - Daya

How To Be A Heartbreaker - MARINA

No Body, No Crime - Taylor Swift

Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

Blank Space - Taylor Swift

You Need To Calm Down - Taylor Swift

Getaway Car -Taylor Swift

Gorgeous - Taylor Swift

Bad Blood - Taylor Swift

The Man - Taylor Swift

22 - Taylor Swift

Dorothea - Taylor Swift

Marjorie - Taylor Swift

The Best Day - Taylor Swift

Mirrorball - Taylor Swift

I Forgot That You Existed - Taylor Swift

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things - Taylor Swift

The Lakes - Taylor Swift

The Last Great American Dynasty - Taylor Swift

Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson

When I Kissed The Teacher - ABBA

I Have A Dream - ABBA

I've Been Waiting For You - ABBA

You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins

Titanium - David Guetta (feat. Sia)

F**ckin' Perfect - P!nk

New Rules - Dua Lipa

IDGAF - Dua Lipa

Bad Guy - Billie Eilish

You Should See Me in A Crown - Billie Eilish

COPYCAT - Billie Eilish

Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Stand By You - Rachel Platten

Firework - Katy Perry

Because You Loved Me - Céline Dion

See You Again - Wiz Khalifa + Charlie Puth

NO - Meghan Trainor

Skyfall - Adele

Gasoline - Halsey

Castle On The Hill - Ed Sheeran

Save Myself - Ed Sheeran

Supermarket Flowers - Ed Sheeran

Small Bump - Ed Sheeran

Growing Up - Macklemore, Ryan Lewis, Ed Sheeran

7 Rings - Ariana Grande

Bad Liar - Selena Gomez

Rare - Selena Gomez

Who Says - Selena Gomez

I Turn To You - Christina Aguilera

Till There Was You - The Beatles

Sweetest Devotion - Adele

ps: sorry, I'm a Swiftie and a Sheerio <3

Characters

Character x fem! or GN! reader (ROMANTIC)

ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Lucien, Helion, Tarquin, kallias and Tamlin.

BRIDGERTON: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton and Simon Basset.

GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, The Darkling, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan and David.

THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian Havilliard and Chaol Westfall.

HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Neville, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Young Sirius, Young James and Young Remus.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley.

MARVEL: Steve, Bucky, Sam, Pietro, Loki, Thor, Peter Parker, Ned, Tony, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Scott Lang, James Rhodes, Peter Quill and Stephen Strange.

THE HUNGER GAMES: Peeta, Gale and Finnick.

GREY'S ANATOMY: Derek Shepherd, Andrew DeLuca, Alex Karev, Jackson Avery, Mark Sloan, George O'Malley, Link, Koracick and Ben Warren.

TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Derek, Isaac, Liam and Jackson.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Stefan, Matt, Klaus, Elijah and Kai.

NARNIA: Peter, Edmund and Caspian.

STAR WARS: Anakin, Obi Wan, Kylo, Han, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin.

Character x platonic!/sis!/bro!/enemy!/daughter!/son!/mentor!/or anything else platonic Reader

ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Feure, Nesta, Elain, Mor, Amren, Nyx, Lucien, Tarquin, Helion, Kallias, Tamlin, Ianthe, Suriel and Bone Carver.

GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, Darkling, David, Alina, Bahgra, Zoya, Tamar, Tolya, Apparat, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan, Nina, Inej, Tantee Heleen and Pekka Rollins.

THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian, Chaol and Aelin.

BRIDGERTON: Anthony, Benedict, Colin; Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, Hyacinth, Lady Violet, Simon, Lady Danbury, Penelope, Lady Portia Featherington, Marina, Sienna, Genevieve, Cressida and Queen Charlotte.

HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Luna, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Cho, Seamus, Fleur, Pansy, Myrtle, Sirius (old or young), James (old or young), Remus (old or young), Lily (old or young), Molly, Arthur, Bill, Percy, Charlie, Xenophilus Lovegood, Snape, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Moody, Flitwick, Umbridge, Bellatrix, Voldemort, Lucius, Narcissa, Peter Pettigrew, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Dobby and Nearly Headless Nick.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy, Georgiana Darcy, Mr Bingley, Caroline Bingley, Elizabeth Bennet, Jane Bennet, Mary Bennet, Lydia Bennet, Catherine Bennet, Charlotte Lucas, Wickam, Mr Collins, Mr Bennet, Mrs Bennet.

MARVEL: Steve, Peggy, Sharon, Natasha, Bucky, Sam, Carol, Monica Rambeau, Pietro, Wanda, Agatha Harkness, Loki, Frigga, Odin, Hela, Thor, Heimdall, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Valkyrie, Peter Parker, Ned, MJ, Tony, Pepper, Morgan, Happy, Howard, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Shuri, Scott, Hope, Hank, Cassie, James Rhodes, Peter Quill, Gamora, Mantis, Nebula, Groot, Rocket, Drax, Stephen Strange, Wong, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Maria Hill, Thanos, Ancient One, Red Skull, Ultron, John Walker and Zemo.

THE HUNGER GAMES: Katniss, Peeta, Gale, Finnick, Haymitch, Rue, President Snow, Primrose, Effie, Cinna and Johanna.

GREY'S ANATOMY: Meredith, Derek, Andrew, Alex, Jackson, Mark, Lexie, Cristina, April, Izzie, George, Callie, Owen, Addison, Arizona, Miranda, Amelia, Link, Burke, Teddy, Maggie, Richard, Carina, Ben Warren, Megan Hunt, Ellis Grey, Catherine Avery and Tom Koracick.

TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, Allison, Derek, Isaac, Liam, Jackson, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Sheriff Stilinski, Kira, Melissa McCall and Noshiko Yukimura.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Elena, Katherine, Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie, Jenna, Klaus, Elijah, Rebeka, Sheriff Forbes, Kai and Lexi.

NARNIA: Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, Caspian and Aslan.

STAR WARS: Anakin, Padme, Yoda, Jarjar, Obi Wan, Kylo, Rey, Han, Leia, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin and Grogu.

No pressure tags: @venuswritesfanfic @for-bebbanburg @maggiescarborough @multifandomfix @sweetnspicysimp @lazypeachsoul @magravenwrites

#Anastasia's 50 followers celebration #bridgerton x reader #my writing #greys anatomy x reader #marvel x reader #acotar x reader #throne of glass x reader #teen wolf x reader #tvd x reader #thg x reader #pride and prejudice x reader #hp fanfic #harry potter x reader #grishaverse x reader #six of crows x reader #shadow and bone x reader #star wars x reader #star wars x you

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chickawah23 · 2 years

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There are several reasons some of us believe an engagement stunt is more likely now than in the past. We’ve been watching how they work for many years. And we see a change. For one thing, rather than gossip mongers speculating they are ready to get engaged, we’re getting chatter that they are engaged. It has a different feel. Also tree has consistently and specifically denied engagement rumors through gossip cop every 6 months for 4 years. We haven’t gotten a denial as the chatter has picked up. They’ve supposedly been together 5 years, and are beyond the point where if they don’t get engaged, especially after all the marriage reference in Lover, it is seen as weird. There are a lot of little things that we see and pick up on. Like she switched from calling him her “boyfriend” in 2019 and 2020 to “partner” in the last 6 months. When she specifically referred to him as her boyfriend twice after Lover came out, the swifties who thought they were secretly engaged then changed their minds because, as we know, she never lies. “Partner” has a different meaning, and hearing that word last fall made the chatter start up again. And then we have the hiding her hand in her pocket, which I know you can just try to excuse it because it was cold, but this is a well-worn trick in PR. Karlie did it too. The way her other hand was all overloaded instead of using her other hand to hold it all seems really deliberate. Like she saw the pap and quickly put her left hand in her pocket to hide it even though it made carrying everything awkward. Everything else she does in that pap walk was telling a story. Working on new music with jack. Her family is good. So hiding her hand also feels deliberate.

Now, I’m not saying we’ll get an official engagement announcement. But in my eyes she is pushing the idea that they are secretly engaged, in her subtle way, and you’ll notice that her fans, like me, have picked up on it because that’s what we do. We look at the tiny details. And then the fan theories end up in gossip magazines And she may keep feeding it with more and more hints. And next thing you know, the secret engagement becomes “fact”, just like her painting his brother’s wall and jumping in the ponds on the Heath on Christmas morning have become “fact”. And there’s always the possibility she’ll just go all in and announce it. Which imo she doesn’t need to do because of all of the above. But I’m not going to say it’s unlikely at this point.

Voilà. Thanks for writing out the reasons anon.

#anons #the pr of it all #beardilocks

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msmarvelouswinchester · 3 years

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Irresistibly Yours

Chapter 2 - Noise Complaint

Summary - Y/N Y/L/N moves to NYC in hopes for a fresh start after a nasty breakup. There she meets her neighbor, the cynical lawyer, Dean Winchester. A love-hate relationship starts evolving between them ever since they met in the elevator one morning but a desperate situation and a string of lies forces the two friendly rivals to go on a date or rather a fake date. Will sparks fly between them when Dean gets to know Y/N real and up close? Will Y/N finally find her Prince Charming in the grumpy, workaholic, divorce lawyer?

Pairing - Lawyer!Dean Winchester x Y/N

Warning - None expect meanie Dean (Suspicious, isn’t it?)

WC - 2154

Square Filled - Don't put me in this position ( @anyfandomgoesbingo )

A/N - I promise the next chapter will have more of Dean and more conflict! This is just the beginning of a very long ride. Enjoy!

Beta’d by @miss-nerd95

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

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The silence in the cab on her way back to her apartment gave her the quality time she needed to think. In a few weeks, Meg was getting married and now, since they knew, Y/N had to show up with her 'boyfriend’. She racked her brain, scrambling to come up with a good excuse because it was all a big lie.

Every time, however, she reached two conclusions - either make a fool of herself and admit that she lied or tell everyone that she broke up and be the one person at the wedding that everyone looks down on with pitiful eyes.

There was a third option, which was risque as hell too, cause Y/N barely knew the man and their first meeting did not go so well, but there was definitely something about him that made her blush every time she thought of him.The way he carried himself and the dominating vibes he gave off, sent shivers down her spine. Maybe he wasn't a morning person and she did start blabbering in the elevator the minute she stepped in. She swallowed hard when she remembered the way her name rolled off his tongue. ‘How did he know?’ She wondered.

As Y/N boarded the elevator, she thought about how, she wanted nothing more than to see a certain green-eyed man again. She had been residing in this complex for almost three months but she had never seen the man before. Maybe he was new here, in this apartment building, who knew? Mind plagued by millions of thoughts, Y/N trudged down the empty hallway to her cosy little home.

“Who invented these fucking heels?” She grumbled as she freed her feet out of the painful, yet pretty high heels when she reached the comfort of her own home. Shrugging her coat off, she relaxed as her ass hit the soft mattress of the couch.

“I need a date in seven weeks.” She said, making a mental note of the wedding date. This was the only wedding she ever looked forward to attending where she knew she wouldn't have to face the constant stream of questions involving her dating life and a particular man. All she ever wanted was to be with her close friend on the best day of her life.

“First dress fitting - tomorrow at 10.” Her phone lit up with an incoming text and groaning, she dropped her head backwards. Y/N couldn't even skip the wedding if she wanted to. She was one of the bridesmaids and it wouldn't be fair to both Meg and Cas, if she didn't attend it. A smile graced her frowning face when she remembered the time Cas proposed to her friend on Valentine's Day. Cliche- Y/N would say, but deep down, she knew she just wanted what Cas and Meg had.

A sigh left her lips as she got up, still in her work clothes. She put on some light music as she went into the bathroom to freshen up. After the long, tiring day she had, a warm bath and a Ryan Gosling movie were very much needed. Quickly stripping off, she stepped into the tub. She leaned her head backwards, closing her eyes, as the warm water soothed her aching body and her troubled mind.

“Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone,” Y/N sang along the song, slightly off tune but she didn't care, as she stepped out of the bathroom after some time. She let go of the towel wrapped around her body and stepped into a pair of comfortable pjs. Getting a box cold pizza out from her refrigerator, she turned up the volume of the music playing in her apartment.

“He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring, and said,” Y/N yelled out the chorus when she started to heat up the pizza. Her private singing session, however, was cut short by a sudden knock on the door. She grudgingly pressed pause as she walked up to the door to find out the unwanted visitor.

“Excuse me- Ms L/N?” As soon as she opened the door, she was met by a very familiar, deep baritone that had been haunting her.

“Dean Winchester. And please, call me Y/N,” she breathed out. The formality in Dean’s voice made her cringe. Her eyes fell as she took in the man in front.

Dean had gotten rid of the dapper grey suit and slipped into a much laid back look. A black polo t-shirt fitted over his body and plain blue jeans hugging his bowlegs perfectly. The look on his face mirrored the one from the morning and Y/N wondered if he would look better with a smile on. Her train of thoughts were again rudely interrupted by the man speaking.

“I assume you're having somewhat of a casual evening,” Dean said, his hands waving to point at her pjs, making her suddenly self-conscious of her clothing state.

“Y-yeah. How may I help you?” She asked, genuinely curious.

“See, I moved in the apartment right beside you a few days ago, and I think you might have noticed sometime or the other that there are other people living in this building as well,” Dean said, his face not imparting any sort of emotions, “You might be having a casual evening but I can assure you that there's at least one person who is certainly not. Turn the music level down.”

Y/N’s mouth fell open at Dean’s words but she wasn't going to turn down the volume just because a man turned up at her door, asking her to do so. His words were sharp, but his tone was downright rude, and it was definitely not because he wasn't a morning person. The least he could have done was ask her nicely.

“Well, listen here pal, no one's having a problem, other than you. So you can go back to your room, put on some earplugs and do whatever the heck you were doing before you decided to make my day more awful,” Y/N said, taking a threatening stance with hands on her hips, a deep frown on her face.

“I'll file a noise complaint report against you.” Dean warned with his pointer finger right in front of her eyes.

“It's just music. Learn to appreciate the little things in life.” She said while rolling her eyes.

“I'm a very busy man and I got work to do, alright? And speaking about music, play something actually good like Zeppelin and people will personally come up to thank you. This song is not even a classic.” Dean spat back.

“Believe me or not, everyone is a Swiftie at heart.” She smirked with a sarcastic shrug. Dean’s lips twitched in anger as his face grew more rigid before he said, “If you don't lower the volume, expect a noise complaint report delivered with your newspaper tomorrow.” He walked away before Y/N had a chance to even think of a comeback.

Glancing over his shoulder, Dean went inside his own apartment room right beside Y/N’s. She glared at the empty hallway before swinging her door shut and walked back to her room towards her amazon echo, turning the music down anyway. She couldn't risk getting a report filed against her, and the man appeared to be dead serious about what he threatened to do.

“Stupid Dean Winchester.” She grumbled.

Squinting at the clock, Y/N woke up the next morning to loud bangs on her door. 7:30 am, it read. Removing the covers, she immediately shivered when the cool air hit her bare legs.

Hair still a mess, she grabbed her robe from the nearby chair, putting it on along with her slippers before she warily made her way to the door. “Dean will be complaining now for sure.” She grumbled as she unlocked her door to reveal her friend standing on the other side in a dishevelled state, eyes red like a mad woman.

“Meg?” Her face scrunched up in confusion as the said woman shoved past her into her apartment. “You’re wearing your shirt inside out.” Y/N closed the door behind her as Meg took a seat on the couch.

“Can I have some water?” Y/N dumbfoundedly nodded at her friend’s request and went to her kitchen to retrieve a glassful. Handing the glass over to her, she sat down next to the brunette who gulped down the entire glass of water in one go. Setting the utensil down on the wooden coffee table in front, she turned towards Y/N with slightly glossy eyes as she spoke, “I don’t want to go and finalise the dresses.”

Her words elicited a laugh from Y/N before she said, “Okay, bridezilla, we can reschedule it. Cas should better watch out!” She chuckled out the last words.

“No, y-you don’t understand!” Meg grabbed her friend’s hands, surprising the latter, “I don’t want to try the dress on at all.” Y/N was utterly surprised over her friend's outburst.

“Honey, you have a wedding in less than two months.” Y/N cooed as a few drops of tears rolled down the bride-to-be’s cheeks. “Meg, talk to me. Did something happen between you two?”

The woman shook her head, letting the other lady in the room know that she didn't have to kick Cas’ ass to her relief, but it confused her even further. Since their engagement five months ago, Meg had been over the moon and had started planning every minute detail with high precision and finesse for her big day.

“What if I'm making a huge mistake?”

“Don’t put me in this position. You know how I am when it comes to-”

“But I need to know, and I trust you.”

Y/N pressed her lips into a thin line before she said, “Cas is the best thing that has ever happened to you-”

“You barely even knew me when I started to go out with him. We have only been together for fifteen months - five of which I have spent being engaged to him. What if I regret this later?” Meg's words were correct. Y/N used to barely talk to her when she had started dating Cas, but all through those eighteen months, as she slowly got to know the pair well enough, she knew that they were clearly meant to be in it for the long haul.

“But I have never seen you regret your decision to be with Cas even once… so why start now?.” Y/N politely answered, her hands letting go of her distraught friend's iron-clad grasp and reaching out to soothe her.

“Sometimes even if you have been with your man for what feels like forever, marrying him might seem to be the worst decision you can ever make, but it doesn't matter how long you have been with him. When you know, you know. Follow your heart.” Meg looked up at her as she mulled her words over before speaking.

“I love him.” She said.

“Then go, be with him.” Y/N smiled. Crisis averted.

A smile started to appear on Meg’s tear stained face as her eyes twinkled with a suggestive glimmer in them. Fiddling with her sparkling ring, she said, “Dean’s good for you. Don't let him go.”

Y/N was taken aback by her friend's supposition. She sat up straight in her seat as heat crept up her neck. Her mind was stuck in a turmoil as she tried to come up with an appropriate response.

“He’s not-Dean is not-” She stuttered, the words got stuck in her throat when she tried to think of a decent excuse. Maybe, this was the universe giving her a chance to take back everything she had said before, but the disheartened look on her friend’s face made her rethink her decision. After all, a little white lie never hurt anybody. “Yeah, he is a good man.” Meg smiled as Y/N played her into the deception game once again.

“Will he be at the wedding?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“What are you waiting for? Unless he is a figment of your imagination, ask him! I want to meet this certain Dean Winchester.” Meg giggled.

“I don’t have such vivid imaginations, Meg.” Y/N let out a nervous chuckle. She was now being given an ample amount of opportunities to tell the truth, then why was it so hard for her to deny everything she had said? Maybe she liked living in this utopian world where for once, no one deemed her as the broken, pathetic girl who failed to make a man stay. Maybe deep down, she wanted this damn lie to be true.

“I’ll ask him but you do know how men are about weddings.” She replied, having no knowledge of how to keep her end of the promise.

Chapter 3

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