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Dancing With the Stars celebrated Disney's 100th anniversary with a night dedicated to the music from the company's first century. We opened with a performance of "Bare Necessities" that accompanied the pros all riding in Hyundai IONIQ 5 SUVs which come with a Disney100 edition. We even got a glimpse of Val and Jenna's son Roman and he is adorable. Of course Mickey and Minnie dropped by to help our stars celebrate and the audience was even given special light up Mickey ears to wear in the ballroom as well.

On a somber note, the show paid tribute to former contestant Suzanne Somers who died over the weekend. They showed a picture of her before the show and Alfonso gave a little speech toward the end that was accompanied by a picture of her and partner Tony. It was a sweet moment.

Alfonso also had another sweet moment at the very end of the show when he wished former partner Witney Carson a happy birthday.

So who had a happy ending and who had their Disney Dreams crushed? Let's check it out!

Adrian and Britt: I'm not very surprised that Adrian got eliminated this week. His Viennese waltz to Dumbo's "Baby Mine" was nice but it didn't really standout. I always make it a point to really watch every dance and not let myself get distracted but even when this one ended, I knew I wasn't going to remember it. And I didn't. The most memorable thing was that he was accompanied by pianist Chloe Flowers on a special edition piano made by Steinway to commemorate Disney's 100th anniversary. So that didn't bode well for him and his elimination proved it.

Xochitl and Val: Xochitl landed at the top of leaderboard by herself this week with her paso doble to "Un Poco Loco" from the movie Coco. It was an unusual choice for a paso doble, which was acknowledged by the judges. The song is faster than the traditional paso and is more of a silly song while the paso is a rather serious dance. But Xochitl handled it like a pro and showed why she is a serious contender for the Len Goodman mirrorball trophy. I think this will be a routine that goes down in DWTS history.

Ariana and Pasha: Fun fact - Ariana used to work at Disney World after graduating college. It sounds like she may have been a princess based on Julianne's comments during Ariana's skybox interview. I can see it. Anyway, Ariana channeled Elsa for a contemporary routine to "Into the Unknown" from Frozen 2. And while it was a beautiful routine, it felt a little too safe for me. I wish Pasha had given Ariana some more complex moves and really let her act out some of the angst of this song, stuck between wanting nothing to change but knowing that there is more out there. Hopefully we get to see Ariana do another contemporary so she can really wow us.

Charity and Artem: Charity closed out the show with a waltz to "Part of Your World," paying tribute to this summer's remake of The Little Mermaid. She talked about how it felt to see a Disney princess who looked like herself and how she hopes to inspire girls who look like her too. And she continues to be technically proficient but she's still not topping the leaderboard. I still think her lack of emotional connection to the songs is what is holding her back. "Part of Your World" is an "I Want" song but Charity danced it with the biggest smile on her face the entire time. I think if she had played it more wistfully, it would've really elevated her routine and she could've placed higher.

Jason and Daniella: I loved Jason's foxtrot to "A Whole New World" from Aladdin. I'm not sure why it didn't get scored higher. I guess the judges might now expect more from him. Or I wonder if they saw something through the fog on the dance floor that we couldn't at home. But I think if he continues the way he's going, he's a lock for the finals - barring any surprise eliminations.

Lele and Brandon: I'm not sure why I didn't like this routine as much as I've liked Lele's other routines. She seemed to handle the rumba to "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" from The Lion King well enough. But it lacked something. Maybe it was a spark? Maybe Brandon played it too sweet that it lost the sultry? I don't know but it was something.

Harry and Rylee: There was some buzz that Rylee had stolen big sister Lindsay's choreography because Lindsay danced the quickstep to Toy Story's "You Got a Friend in Me" with partner Sean Spicer. So I watched Harry's and Sean's routines back-to-back and while there is one sequence that looks lifted from Lindsay's routine, they are still different enough to consider it an homage than outright copying. Though maybe the producers should've given them a different song and/or dance style. Either way, Harry did handle the quickstep well enough and I would say he was better than Sean - Rylee added some more complicated moves that he pulled off well. Harry may end up being this season's dark horse - we're just going to have to see.

Mira and Gleb: Mira danced a waltz to "A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes" from Cinderella and it was gorgeous. She finally let herself be lost in the dance and the music, which I think really helped her. Again, like most creatives, she is likely her own worst enemy. Once she stops standing in her own way, she'll really start to soar.

Mauricio and Emma: Mauricio opened Disney night with a paso doble to the "Sorcerer's Apprentice" sequence from Fantasia. With Emma dressed as a broom, they danced across the floor with ease. The paso doble isn't an easy dance but he did well with it. Was it at the same level as Xochitl's? Of course not. But it held a charm all its own. And it's clear that Mauricio has fan support so I think he'll have a few more chances to continue to improve.

Alyson and Sasha: Alyson danced a jazz routine to "Be Our Guest" from Beauty and the Beast, though she was honoring the Broadway version and the start of Disney on Broadway. It was a nice routine but I feel it could've popped more. The judges gave her props for dancing with her hair done up to mimic Lumiere's top candle but I wonder if her performance would've been better if she didn't have to worry about it.

Barry and Peta: Barry talked about working with Bob Freakin' Fosse in the Broadway production of Pippin, so Peta hoped it would give him a leg up in their jazz routine to "He's a Tramp" from Lady and the Tramp. And it seemed to be going well until a trick went wrong. At first, I couldn't tell who messed up - Barry or Peta - in their lift but it seems it was Barry. That through them off but he seemed to catch up, though a little too late. But he's still fun to watch and hopefully the audience keeps him around a little longer despite sending him to the bottom three this time.

So that was Disney Night! Break out the tissues because the next show is Most Memorable Year night, which always promises to be a tearjerker. The show will also have a special tribute to Len Goodman as the current pros will be joined by past pros to perform a Viennese waltz to "Moon River" in his honor. For a moment, I worried that by "past pross" they just meant Julianne and Derek but no, they mean several past pros! Kym, Tony, Anna, Edyta, Karina, Maks, Louis and Mark will be joining in this tribute. So it will be nice to see them again and it see their tribute to Len.

See you all then!

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"The joke at Marvel is that the reason why I made Eternals is so I can go online & read the fanfiction about my own movie. I'm also going to write some on AO3 and put it up with a different name." - Chloé Zhao

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unholyhelbig · 3 years

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Artifice | Chapter 10: The Escape

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The leather was cool under Beca’s fingertips. It smelled of oil paints, and clove, and the faintest bit of smoke. There was salt and sun all at once. She had carried the bag everywhere with her, strung against her shoulder. There were only ever a few cotton shirts, and pants that were worth well with dirt and blood.

She kept her sketchbook, bound in the equally fine leather, close to her heart. A small section of charcoal was folded into a cloth. It was hard to come by, nearly impossible, but Beca knew the right people. Emily Junk knew the right people. She pulled strings for fine clay and even finer parchment.

They were simple gifts, but intricate. When Beca’s stomach was rolling and the ship rocked steadily against black waves, she would sit and sketch Emily, focused so fully on the maps, the charting, and the stars that they followed. Moonlight would dance across her features in pale magnificence.

She kept the sketchbook, the one that reminded her of the ocean before she met Christian and felt the sting of his open palm against her cheek, at the bottom of the bag, away from Chloe, and Aubrey, and Garrett, and the rest of the prying eyes of the world. It was her solace. It made her sick to her stomach.

Beca peeled the bag open. She didn’t’ care much for folding the clothes that she had strewn across the room in her time at the Beale Estate. They had fit just fine when they were pressed and smelling of fresh linen, they would fit just fine now.

Sadness pricked at the back of her eyes. She thought of betraying her own unspoken rules as an artist and tearing the cleanest page from her sketchbook out. She would scrawl a note in charcoal on the back, dirtying the pads of her fingertips and forgetting herself fully.

Unlike her first night here, she could navigate the hallways that were meant for staff with her eyes closed. Stacie had pressed the lanterns hours before Beca returned from the pub. The wax had hardened and the scent of ash hung stubbornly in the air.

Moonlight flitted through the kitchen. She figured she could slip through the back doors into the warmth of the night without anyone missing her too much. Her throat stung with two mugs of brew she had downed to quell her emotions at the pub. It spurred her on, told her to press forward.

Forget the commission, forget the billionaire that had wronged the seven seas, forget his siren wife with hot copper ringlets, and fair lambskin.

“You’re leaving without saying goodbye.”

The statement had no infliction behind it. Beca felt her heart in her throat and her fingers numb against the strap of her leather bag. She hadn’t moved yet, hadn’t gotten past the threshold of the patio door. She hadn’t estimated how long she stood there, counting the blades of grass, but the voice startled her.

“I have to go,” Beca said.

She turned to face Aubrey Posen. A tin mug with water rested at her side, half consumed. The blonde may have watched her as she watched the world, those cold apple-green eyes. They gave her away as human instead of an animal, focused instead of sure.

A silk robe covered her shoulders, the lavender material rich, and rarely seen by someone of her caliber. The whole estate was like that, fancy vases and sculptures, and iron workings that Beca had seen from the outside, looking in, but never the other way around.

“You’re a coward.”

She scoffed “A coward? No soy un cobarde.”

Even as she said it, she knew she was wrong. Someone who didn’t’ shy away from confrontation would have kneeled in front of the woman in the house by now- they would have told her about the band of looters, and pirates that intended on storming her personal palace.

Her face must have softened and given her away. Aubrey quirked an eyebrow, raising the mug to her lips before humming in satisfaction. It made Beca’s skin burn and her heart prickle.

“Leave, then. Making Chloe suffer by contemplating your own actions is doing more harm than good.”

Beca hated to swallow her words twice in one sitting but found herself taking the remaining three steps towards the kitchens island. Aubrey seemed to tense at the movement, dry-mouthed and thick with contempt.

“It’s for the better.”

“For you, or for her?” Aubrey lowered the mug and let out a sigh “Listen, you being here… has been good for Chloe. I thought you would be like them all, the artists. They waltz into the estate with their oils, and charcoals, and parchment, and think that they have the world at their fingertips. Instead of painting her, they use her. And she lets them.”

“I understand your hand over her, Aubrey,” Beca said.

“Hand over who?”

The two women glanced towards the opening to the kitchen. Chloe stood under the archway, her hair caught the moonlight like the rest of the kitchen, but in a deeper, cherry-colored way. She looked sleep-worn and content. That soon shifted against her features as she took in the leather satchel, the swept way Beca stared, and the fingerprints on the glass sliding door.

“You’re going,” She murmured.

The shatter of her words cut deep against Beca’s skin. She felt as if she might bleed there, bite her tongue until she swallowed mouthfuls of red. Her shoulders slumped, her resolve nearly broke. “I don’t have a choice.”

“A choice… Beca you’re here to paint. Have I scorned you that horribly with my antics that you’ve given up the fight?” She scoffed “I’ll ease on the chase. We can start tomorrow>”

She turned and glanced towards the backyard. The moonlit the path beautifully towards the ocean, and the docks, and the fire-filled lights that reflected off the waves. If she searched hard enough, she could see Emily’s ship, its red sails, and drafting architecture.

Aubrey scooped her mug up and was halfway out of the kitchen by the time Beca mustered up the courage to turn back to the woman. She hated the weight of the two of them this close to one another, standing off with nothing but a few inches between them.

“Garrett has wronged a very dangerous group of people,” Beca meant to sound powerful, strong, and sure of herself, but she wasn’t. There was a meekness to her words. “They’re planning to storm this place, to take back what is rightfully theirs.”

Chloe pursed her lips, frowning as she stared at the terracotta tiling. She had her own silk robe wrapped tersely around her, her blue eyes hard and unreadable. “My husband does not speak about his business and I am kind enough not to ask.”

“He’s robbing people, Chloe. Good innocent people.”

“Pirates.” She snapped back “the last I checked they’re the ones that pillage, and murder, and go entirely feral at the sight of a pint of ale. Garrett is doing this world well.”

“They do what they can to survive. I don’t expect you to understand.”

It came out harsher than intended. Chloe snapped her gaze up to the woman with such ferocity that it chilled her to her bones. She steadied her hand against the island, fingers white as they pressed into the countertop. “Excuse me?”

“Rich, and stubborn enough not to go with me if I asked you to.” Beca whispered, this time sure of herself “I know these people, grew up with them, love them. And they are more merciless than many. Yet you would stay to defend your home, your possessions. Your paintings.”

The words felt bitter against Beca’s tongue. As if her saliva had turned to acid. She would never speak out against the lady of a house, much less one that had offered to pay for her services. But Chloe’s world was sheltered, and it was close to crumbling.

“You never asked.” She snarled, taking another step forward, closing the gap between them. Beca could feel the anger rolling off her in waves. “You packed your things and were going to escape into the night.”

Her breath came out in a shudder, it pressed against Chloe’s collarbone, making goosebumps rise against her skin. Blue eyes flicked to her lips, to her jawline, and to her own chest heaving up and down. It would take nearly nothing to push forward and escape the space left between them.

She swallowed the hot taste in her mouth “Would you have gone?”

Chloe met her question with silence. Maybe the words were stuck in her throat, or maybe they had no place where they were to begin with. Beca frowned, fretted, and took a step back. Chloe could have held her there, tethered her to one spot. She had enough power to convince her to stand against Emily and her intent. But nothing was said. The silence dripped heavily between them.

“Give Garrett my apologies.” She said, “I pray he can find an artist to capture your likeness one day.”

Before the tears that were welling up in Chloe’s eyes could escape, Beca had turned, opened the patio door, and began to walk across the moonlit grass. There were clouds in the sky, prominent against the dark backdrop, covering the ball of light enough for her to slip through the trees that turned to swamp and swamp that stretched into an alcove.

Garrett had spared no expense, the jutting cliffs that dropped straight to the docs and choppy waves had a staircase carved into it. Metal for the same lanterns that lined the Beale estate was set up in sporadic intervals. Beca had trusted only her instinct and anger to get her down to the docks.

Emily’s ship sprouted with blue and amber lights. A man grizzled and half-drunk with the swells of the sea stood as Beca approached. He drew his sword with a slick sound of metal upon metal. The tip of the weapon found its home under her chin, close enough to slice the hair from her head.

“State your business.” He purred, lilting his head at his prize.

“Jasper,” Emily’s voice came from the deck of the ship. She leaned over the railing, having shed her leather coat, and her captain’s hat, simple and beautiful in the moonlight. The man never hesitated. “She’s fine. Come up,”

She adjusted the bag on her shoulder, running her finger over the raw spot against her throat. He could have easily sliced through the skin, could have made a meal of her before the night had even begun.

Beca scaled the rope ladder leading to the main deck of the ship. By the time she had reached the top Emily had a grin on her face, nothing short of pride and warmth. There was a subtle rocking beneath her feet that reminded her so fully of home.

“Do my eyes deceive me delicately?”

“They don’t,”

Emily furrowed her brow and lilted the woman’s head up with the curl of her finger, the opposite of the blade with her softness, and tender stare. “You’re sure about this? I can get you off the island.”

“I’ve already turned my back once tonight. No puedo hacerlo de nuevo. I wish to join you.”

The captain withdrew her touch, worry etched into her features, catching every spare light that the night sea had to offer. Her eyes flitted to the last remaining glow in the kitchen of the Beale Manor, entirely visible from the docks. Past the trees, and the hedges, and the swamps, she could have sworn she saw a woman, backed by a lantern, and forlorn with fear.

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corie-the-writer · 3 years

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Ignite - Chapter 5

Chloe had decided to ride with Severide back to his apartment, leaving her jeep at work, since Kelly would be dropping her off the next morning on his way to work. Stopping by her father's house, Chloe had packed an over night bag for her stay at Kelly's, making sure to grab clothes for work the next day. Once they had gotten to the apartment, Chloe and Kelly had disappeared to shower together. A simple intimate act after a long day, Kelly had gotten out first, drying off and putting on a pair of briefs and sweatpants that hung low on his hips, and headed to the couch with take-out food. Kelly had watched as Chloe walked out a few moments later in a pair of panties and one of his firehouse 51 shirts and climbed on the couch next to him. "Why do you always look better in my clothes?" Kelly questioned as she reached for the beer sitting out for her. "It's a gift." Chloe smiled behind the beer bottle taking a drink before reaching for a carton of food. Chloe and Kelly had agreed on the way to his apartment that they would not discuss the events of today with the texts, flowers and calls. Instead they would focus on relaxing and spending time together since they had been dead tired from their jobs. Once the two had ate in silence, Kelly had leaned back into the couch with a beer in his hand while Chloe had leaned into his side, resting the un-injured side of her head against his shoulder. "How's your head?" Kelly questioned, his hand going up to allow his fingertips to rub her head gently. "Hurts, but I'll live." Chloe mumbled, stiffling back a yawn. Kelly had to admit ever since the night he had rescued Chloe from her apartment he had been on high alert with what he had felt for the dark haired woman. The feelings that he had felt for so long only intensifying for him. Neither of them had time to speak about what had happened over the past few days with everything that has gone on, but he knew that he was going to make sure that nothing happened to the woman he cared so deeply for. The firefighter knew that he had wanted to find the right time to talk to Chloe about becoming official, but she had been so busy since that night with cases, and his work that he couldn't figure out when the right time would be. "You fall asleep on me?" Kelly questioned quietly noticing how still Chloe had become against him and he looked down to see her eyes shut, her face relaxed and he chuckled to himself. He finished his beer and gently moved to put the bottle on the large coffee table and moved to stand up, then reached for the woman, lifting her in his arms with ease, carrying her to his bed. Kelly was grateful that his bed had been unmade as he laid her on the black sheets, pulling the black comforter over her legs and up to her chest, and he had moved to his side of the bed and climbed in, pulling the covers up to his stomach and turned to face her, ducking on arm gently under her pillow and the other arm wrapped around her stomach, holding her close. Kelly was content the moment she relaxed against his hold, allowing him to drift to sleep within a few moments. . . Kelly groaned as the sound of his alarm stirred him awake. He blindly reached for the alarm clock and turned it off. He felt the movement of Chloe next to him, her leg draped around his lower stomach, her face buried into the curve of his neck, and her arm draped across his bare chest. His arm was wrapped under her neck, and he lifted his forearm to give her a gentle squeeze. Kelly waited for a moment before turning on his side facing her, and used his free hand to cup her cheek, using his thumb to brush against her soft skin. The handsome man blinked his eyes open to see Chloe fluttering hers open to stare back at him for a moment. Kelly noticed the bruising around her throat and frowned for a moment before leaning in to kiss her. The kiss was soft and gentle at first then turned passionate extremely quick. Before Kelly could register anything that was happening, he was on top of the naked woman thrusting into her, his hands locked with hers. His mouth kissing against the skin of her neck, jaw and lips. Kelly let go of Chloe's hand and grabbed ahold of her hip as he continued the deep thrusts into her, feeling her tighten around him. Her free arm lacing around his shoulders, her leg hooking around his lower back. "Oh god..." Kelly groaned at the depth he was going feeling her walls starting to tighten around him, "Chloe..." Kelly moaned through clenched teeth, being sure to not wake his friend. "Kelly..." Chloe moaned loudly and Kelly moved his mouth to cover hers as they came undone together, grasping at each others bodies with everything they had. . . Kelly watched in amusement as Chloe rushed around to put on a pair of black distressed jeans, a black t-shirt and kept falling over to put her white sneakers on. They had been running late for work after showering together that morning which led to a second round of sex. "Not funny Severide." Chloe grumbled standing up and piling her hair into a bun and securing it with a hair tie, then reaching for her badge to hook it on her jeans, and then holstered her gun. Kelly stood at the entrance to his bedroom with two large coffees in to go cups, and handed one cup to Chloe as she approached him. Kelly grinned as Chloe stomped past him and towards the front door with him following. . . Pulling up in front of the Chloe's work building, she had leaned over to kiss him as Adam Ruzek waited for her outside the double doors, "Be careful today, yeah?" Chloe commented and Kelly gave her a nod then kissed her back. Chloe moved out of the mustang and rushed towards the stairs to greet her partner, letting him hold the door open for her. Chloe walked into the building to run straight into her father because she was too busy listening to Ruzek speak behind her. "Sorry..." Chloe smiled. "Don't bother going up." Hank stated to the pair, "Get going on finding any security cameras around your apartment building." Hank stated in a stern voice, "I'm heading to firehouse 51 to see if they have anything we can work with." Hank explained as he walked past them. "Good morning to you too dad." Chloe commented earning a glare from her father as he looked over his shoulder, then turned her attention to Ruzek, "Looks like another fun day at the office." Chloe mumbled as Ruzek sighed and turned to walk back down the stairs. . . Chloe and Adam had went through four businesses to look at the security footage to see if anything had stood out. They had come up empty, and had decided to stop for lunch before finishing up with the last three buildings around her apartment building. As Chloe was finishing her sub sandwich, her cell phone had dinged indicating that she had a text message. Glancing to the screen that was lit up, Chloe noticed a photo of Kelly from an unknown number. Reaching for the device, Chloe noticed that Firehouse 51 was at a fire, and the person who had been texting her was there, "We gotta go." Chloe quickly pushed herself up from the seat and headed to the door with Adam quickly following and tossing him the keeps to her jeep as soon as they stepped outside. Chloe was immediately on the phone with the dispatcher for the firehouse to find out where they were, telling the woman it was police business. Adam had turned the lights and sirens on and headed into the direction of the fire. . . The entire fire house had not had a moment to breathe since clocking in for shift change that morning. It was like the bells were repeatedly going off as if it were a full moon. Kelly had been in the midst of fighting a fire with his team that they could not get under control. Kelly, Matt, Otis and Cruz had searched the entire upstairs before realizing the home had been abandoned. Kelly and Matt had sent Otis and Cruz back down stairs, while they searched quickly for anything that could have started the fire. When they realized the source of fire was coming from downstairs, Matt went down the stairs first, followed by Kelly. Kelly was aware of Chief Boden telling them to evacutate, and just as Kelly's feet hit the bottom of the stair case, a beam from the ceiling came flying down. Kelly instantly launched himself to the floor, landing on his left shoulder, hearing a sickening pop and feeling something tear. His mask flew off from the impact and he watched in horror as the beam trapped him, his siren going off to alert the others. . . Chloe and Ruzek pulled up on the scene. Chloe immediately looking to the bystanders watching to see if anyone looked suspicious. Her eyes scanned the entire area three times before she heard Chief Boden shout Kelly's name. Chloe turned to look to the house fully engulfed in flames. The dark haired woman's heart began beating quick in her chest, the blood rushing to her head as her feet carried her towards Chief Boden, to see Matt pulling his mask off for a moment and looking directly at her, before remasking and running back in with two others. "SEVERIDE ANSWER?!" Chief Boden shouted into his mic and Chloe's hands began to tremble. "No..." Chloe whispered to herself listening in horror as there was no response. "Chloe..." Chloe heard the sound of Adam's voice approaching, his arm going around her shoulder to keep her steady as Matt and the two other men carried an unconscious Kelly Severide out of the flames. Chloe stood in shock as he was laid on the stretcher, Sylvie and Foster immediately working on him. Adam held Chloe up as they watched the EMT's rip open Kelly's suit and then begin CPR. Chloe felt the tears building in her eyes as she watched both women work as hard as they could to get a pulse, and the moment they did, they were rushing him into the back of the bus. "Come on..." Adam pushed Chloe to the jeep, ushering her into the passenger seat and then running to the drivers side and jumping in. Adam quickly manuvered through the crowd to give the ambulance an escort as Kelly's team quickly jumped into their truck to follow.

#Kelly Severide #kelly severide imagine #kelly severide x oc #kelly severide one shot #kelly severide x reader #nbc chicago fire

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legends-live-in-memories · 3 years

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“How Did All This Happen?”- A Memoire by one Marinette Dupain-Cheng 2

wow. okay. so first off i dont have an update schedule but im on winter break starting next monday so i just have a lot of time on my hands. if this progresses into next year updates wont be as frequent. hell updates probably wont be as frequent next week either. who knows not me. Also i have a few spots left open on the tag list for those who were wondering.

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

without further ado

People Fucked Up and Now It’s All Marinette’s Mess to Clean Up II

Marinette knew how she ruined the eastern coastline, but for all that is magical she could not fathom how that team of hero proteges managed to completely decimate the western side. She knew they were capable of it though, Constantine had warned her that they had an interesting habit of bending, if not outright breaking, the rules and legislation of the UN. He had also warned her that the group of Justice League mini-me’s had a unique calling card. The symphony of everything going to total shit in the background was the declaration of their presence on the island. She hasn’t even seen them from her new cliffside perch but she knew they were there by the distinct sounds of explosions. God, she hoped that super son wasn’t there. And she really hoped he didn’t get his indestructible hands on the magical dagger and destroyed it. It was one thing to return from this mission empty handed. It was an entirely different kettle of fish to return and join her grandfather in having “Broken a magical artifact” added to her list of crimes against the universe. Adrien would never let her live it down. No, Chloe would never let her live that down. She probably would put it on her headstone or something.

Deciding she has wasted enough time, Marinette began enacting one of her contingency plans in hopes of salvaging this night. She had brought the Tiger, the Horse and the Cat miraculouses for this mission, fearing that a Ladybug Cure would bring too much attention to her and her family. She was right in that fear because reconstructing two coastlines would not fly under international radar.

She called upon the magic of the Tiger, camouflaging with the scenery as she made her descent back to where Kobra himself hopefully still was.

She found him making his escape from the hellfest that was once their base of operation, followed by two other members. Marinette begrudgingly gives her thanks for the intruding hero team who distracted the cult from her presence and created enough wreckage that forced the cult members into separating. Sneaking up from behind, she jumped on the shoulders of the one furthest back. A swift jab to his throat, and Marinette was using his falling body as a springboard to kick the second cultist. At this point Kobra was aware of her presence and tried to attack her. Keeping the magical dagger on his person, he moved to grab Marinette by her hair. Extending the claws from her panja bracelet, Marinette slashed Kobra by his outstretched hands and used her semi-sentient tiger’s tail to retrieve the dagger. Before Kobra could regain his bearings, Marinette merged the Tiger and the Horse and made a hasty escape to her hideout.

She was greeted to the sight of her grandfather who Marinette believed was entirely too relaxed, enjoying some mint tea as he watched the night sky be curtained by smoke mushrooms from the nearby island. He was reclined in one of the couches in their AirBnB back in Trinidad. She dropped her transformations, Roaar and Kaalki flying to the kitchenette. Plagg slowly came out of Marinette’s purse and pointedly avoided her gaze. So the hellcat did have a guilty conscience, she lamented. Who knew? Apparently accidentally sneezing from the sand on the beach of Santa Prisca, and leaving behind a new cliff, was not one of the Destruction god’s finer moments. If he had any.

“Don’t tell Tikki,” he began. And look, actual names, he must have been really embarrassed if that’s how he’s referring to his counterpart.

“Don’t tell me what?” The answering scream Plagg released was actually comical and Marinette decided to be merciful. “Don’t worry Tiks, just a hiccup in the mission but all is well now.” Plagg looked at Marinette like he was about to lay worship to her for not selling him out. He took it in stride and joined the other Kwamis on the counter, already with a cheese wedge in hand.

“You did well, Mei,” her grandfather began. “I will report to Constantine and we will discuss further in the morning. For now get some sleep.” That was a dismissal if Marinette ever heard one so she placed the panja bracelet and the glasses, the tiger and horse miraculouses, back in the box and retreated to her room. A quick shower and a call to her parents later, Marinette was left awake in her room. Bored.

Plagg soon joined her, and despite his earlier reservations, he was brimming with chaotic energy. He had an idea and nothing spelt trouble faster than Plagg’s ideas. Apparently Plagg was curious about what the other young heroes were even doing on the island and wanted to know more. Now Marinette had half a mind to tell him to go by himself and leave her out of it. But she was kind of curious too. They weren’t after the dagger, that much she figured, or else Constantine would have had them go for it instead. So why were they there? A voice that sounded painfully like Kagami in her head told her not to be bullheaded and leave well enough alone.

Ignoring that advice, Marinette went to the den to retrieve the Tiger and the Horse again, the two most suitable for reconnaissance missions. Plagg, of course, would still be accompanying her for it was his shitty idea anyways.

“Going somewhere?”

The two turned to come face to face with Wayzz, Tikki and Master Fu, all wearing matching faces of disappointment but not surprise.

“We were just going to stake out the island again, figure out what the other hero team were up to.” Marinette was not going to quiver under their gazes. No. Nope. Her maman may not have been an assassin, but she still didn’t raise a weak bitch. Hell, she shadowed one of the most feared assassins for her more formative years. She. Would. Not. Break.

“Why?”

“It was Plagg’s idea.” She broke.

“HEY!” No offense to Plagg, but he was the only one out of the two of them that was immortal, he could survive Tikki’s ire.

“It’s not a bad idea, Master,” bless Kaalki and all their endeavors. “If the hero team were not after the dagger, but still after the Cult of the Kobra, investigating would provide valuable insight to what plans the cult had for the dagger in the first place. And perhaps, allow us to put in cautionary measures to prevent the cult from finding other magical means to meet their ends.”

“Yeah, what they said.” Marinette wasn’t all in favor of extending the mission if they did find anything concerning, but she committed to this idea and she’s going to see it through. Logical rational and self-preservation be damned.

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transmasc-wizard · 2 years

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(princeofthecactus here! hello)

ooooh, for the end of year reading asks: 4, 13 and 17 please!!!

hi!! ty for the ask!

4: Did you discover any new authors that you love this year?

Yes! Kayla Ancrum, Casey McQuiston, Neil Gaiman (don't @ me i know i'm late to the party), Aiden Thomas, Emery Lee, Karen M McManus, Steven Salvatore, V.E. Schwab, and (though I'm still reading her book) Chloe Gong.

13: What were your least favorite books of the year?

I must admit I typically purge books I hated from my mind, but a look back at the extremely excessive list of stats I kept track of in word graphs (yes i'm That Guy) says they were Ingrid Lee's Dog Lost (fucking hated that. 200 pages of uselessness), My Life as a Diamond by an author i don't remember (cis woman writes about What Its Like To Be Trans), Maniac Magee by the stargirl guy (just fucking terrible on all levels), AND

THE ULTIMATE MOTHERFUCKER

THE BOOK I TECHNICALLY READ LAST YEAR BUT BRIEFLY SKIMMED A COUPLE PAGES OF THIS YEAR SO WILL COUNT ANYWAY BECAUSE I HATE IT SO MUCH

FUCKING CHRIS COLFER'S A TALE OF MAGIC

seriously. my goodreads review for that fucker (which i will not be dropping bc my goodreads account has my real email) is, like, a mile long. I could talk about how much i hate it (and his Land of Stories series) until i run out of breath and die.

17: Did any books surprise you with how good they were?

yes! Steven Salvatore's Can't Take That Away, Jasper Sanchez's The (Un)Popular Vote, Jaida Jones' Master of One, Kayla Ancrum's Darling (i don't often read thriller), and basically every contemporary I read and liked because before this year i hated most contemporaries.

ty again and have a great day/night/timezone time!

#asks #bookish asks #books #thejostenator #i had to cut down that 'a tale of magic' rant by several words btw #i fucking hate that book #normally i think it's a waste of energy to focus on a book you hate! but that book and his other books are the exception #fucking TERRIBLE

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immaturityofthomasastruc · 3 years

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Hola, soy yo, el latino, otra ves.

Al tweet de That Guy al que me referia, es a un tweet donde insinua que Chloe solo estaria utilizando a Adrien por su status social, y que no existe una amistad real entre ambos.

La verdad luego de ver eso, me enoje bastante sabiendo que eso es totalmente falso, y que a pesar de que los escritores traten de mostrar de mala manera su amistad, es solo eso, una mala caracterización de su amistad por parte de los escritores y guionistas de la serie, y a pesar de todo, sigue siendo una de las mejores amistades que tiene la serie (yo se por experiencia propia lo que es estar en una amistad muy parecida, por no decir casi igual, a la de Chloe y Adrien, por eso aquel tweet me hizo enojar bastante)

Por eso queria pedirte si podrias hacer un post al respecto demostrando, una ves mas, que That Guy no sabe nisiquiera que escribe y cual es el Lore de la serie que maneja

PD: No te he podido contestar antes porque he estado en las marchas publicas que ocurren en mi pais, y por eso me disculpo de antemano #SOSColombia

Hi, it's me, the Latino, again.

The That Guy's tweet I was referring to is a tweet where she hints that Chloe would only be using Adrien for her social status, and that there is no real friendship between the two.

The truth after seeing that, I got quite angry knowing that this is totally false, and that despite the fact that the writers try to show their friendship in a bad way, it is just that, a bad characterization of their friendship by the writers and scriptwriters of the series, and despite everything, it continues to be one of the best friends the series has (I know from my own experience what it is to be in a friendship very similar, if not almost the same, to that of Chloe and Adrien, that's why that tweet made me quite angry)

That is why I wanted to ask you if you could make a post about it proving, once again, that That Guy does not even know what he writes and what is the Lore of the series he runs

PS: I have not been able to answer you before because I have been in the public marches that take place in my country, and for that I apologize in advance #SOSColombia

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The tweet in question/El tweet en cuestión.

Don't worry, it's okay, and I support your activism protesting the government and militarization of Colombia. I hope you stay safe.

I did briefly mention this tweet in one of my posts in preparation for the premiere of "Sole Crusher" where Astruc rambled on about how evil Chloe was for a few days.

I'm not really going to make a post about that tweet alone, but I am planning to talk about all of the tweets Astruc made about Chloe that week in addition to the way she is portrayed in "Sole Crusher" and (most likely) "Queen Banana", mainly how her negative traits are deliberately turned up to eleven in a desperate attempt to get people to stop liking Chloe.

RWBY's eighth volume did something similar with the character of General Ironwood to justify the unheroic things the "heroes" did, and what do you know? A lot of people have started to drop the show because of it.

I... I just... I am going to have SO MUCH to talk about regarding these two. It's reaching "Felix" levels of insulting.

I know this probably isn't the answer you were hoping for, but trust me when I say I will acknowledge this argument when I review "Sole Crusher" and "Queen Banana"

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No se preocupe, está bien y apoyo su activismo en protesta contra el gobierno y la militarización de Colombia. Espero que te mantengas a salvo.

Mencioné brevemente este tweet en una de mis publicaciones en preparación para el estreno de "Sole Crusher" donde Astruc divagó sobre lo malvada que era Chloe durante unos días.

Realmente no voy a hacer una publicación sobre ese tweet solo, pero planeo hablar sobre todos los tweets que Astruc hizo sobre Chloe esa semana, además de la forma en que se la retrata en "Sole Crusher" y (lo más probable) "Queen Banana", principalmente cómo sus rasgos negativos se elevan deliberadamente a once en un intento desesperado por hacer que la gente deje de gustarle Chloe.

El octavo volumen de RWBY hizo algo similar con el personaje del General Ironwood para justificar las cosas poco heroicas que hicieron los "héroes", y ¿qué sabes? Mucha gente ha comenzado a abandonar el programa por eso.

Yo ... yo solo ... voy a tener MUCHO de qué hablar con respecto a estos dos. Está llegando a los niveles de "Felix" de insultar. Sé que probablemente esta no sea la respuesta que esperabas, pero confía en mí cuando digo que reconoceré este argumento cuando revise "Sole Crusher" y "Queen Banana".

#immaturity of thomas astruc #iota #thomas astruc #thomas astruc salt #chloe bourgeois #queen bee #queen b #adrien agreste #cat noir #chat noir #soscolombia

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oatmilkovich · 3 years

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Yes! Willa's acting thoughts for Chloe Webb

chloe webb is one of my favourite actors on the show - i think she is severely underrated and her performance isn’t talked about enough. firstly, what draws me to her work is how reactive she is! her scene work is great because she works so well off her other actors - for example:

her reaction to fiona saying ‘you were my mother too’ is one of my favourite moments. the jaw drop is her initial response - a reflex to someone yelling something hurtful in her face, chloe working off of emmy’s work - but what makes this so great for me, is how she takes a moment for the comment to hit her properly before her face begins to completely crumble. this isn’t an instance of chloe planning how monica is going to react (eg: in her head saying ok i’m gonna drop my jaw and then i’m going to break down) but her allowing herself to fully realise the implications of what fiona has said to her and the expression on her face is an outcome of her experiencing that. it’s a visible and thought provoking reaction that comes naturally, you can see the beat change here as monica (imo) for the first time gets an understanding of the weight that her absence has on fiona.

another thing is her physicality. chloe is so interesting to watch on screen! the way she distributes her weight to the front of her feet and her choice to play monica with this light/airy physicality really sells the ‘hurricane’ aspect of her character. physicality is such a huge part of embodying a character. you can buy the idea that she comes into their lives, turns things upside down before leaving again - like a storm - because of how chloe carries herself. the airy-ness gives us an idea that perhaps she’s unreliable, doesn’t quite know where she’s going in the future and hard to pin down. personally, i think it was a perfect choice for monica and i think if someone else had played her with a different physical approach, it wouldn’t have worked as well for her character. she fully embodies monica - it doesn’t feel like she is playing but that she is monica (you know how a lot of the time you don’t believe emma’s work because it just feels like she’s playing pretend? yeah, that comes with lack of commitment to your circumstances and prep for a scene, clearly either chloe is very talented to pull that off or more likely, has done the proper work needed to support her performance).

her line delivery is another aspect i really love from her performance. it does help that monica is a little bit all over the place, but her dialogue work is really natural but you can tell that she has put a lot of work into what monica wants from scenes and the people she interacts with. she has great emotional depth - which shows that she has done the text work and filled in the blanks for herself. each line means something and she does a great job at taking moments and making sure lines land.

i think she brings a lot of depth to monica and gives us a really good understanding of the kid’s upbringing with her as a mother before she left - despite the fact she is only in a handful of episodes. (honestly, i think she has a more depthful performance than whm, i feel like you really get a good understanding of who monica is whereas i think frank’s characterisation is less consistent and hasn’t been played interestingly in years) some of this is down to the writing, but imo i don’t think she would’ve been even as half as impactful had she be played by a different performer without her level of truth. you can really see how much she does love her kids, but how her un-treated illness and addictions, have caused her responsibility to them to take a back burner.

#monica gallagher #she's a fantastic performer and brings so much truth to monica #which is why you can feel bad for monica but dislike her at the same time #and like hold her accountable for her neglect #but she's interesting in the way that frank isn't #you know?#anyways #willa's acting thoughts #shameless #chloe webb #anon who asked this i hope you see this #actingasks

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Prom Queen: Chapter 2

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Word Count: 1,900

Pairings: Endgame Prinxiety, Platonic LAMP, more could be included at a later point

Warning: Swearing, food mentions (Let me know if I missed anything, this one seemed fairly tame!)

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Summary: He missed Roman. High school had been, in the grand scheme of things, largely without his best friend.

(Make sure to read the notes at the end if you want to hear my thoughts on the chapter! As always, feel free to let me know if you want to be added to my taglist for this story or just my art and writing ones in general! Enjoy!)

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High school wasn’t great but it certainly didn’t seem to be terrible either. That’s what Virgil was gathering from the whole experience anyways. It definitely didn’t hold as much of the awkwardness in terms of trying to find himself and who he was as a person like middle school had brought about.

But still, there were still a fair share of complications. Roman’s popularity throughout the years had started to become one of them.

Neither of them had honestly expected it really. Theater put Roman in the spotlight, both literally and figuratively, that was where part of his newfound popularity came from. With that little bit of exposure, people started to take notice of him.

First it had been Roman running late to English a few times when they started out freshman year.

That expanded to Roman joining some clubs Virgil was content to stay out of for a couple days in the week.

More interaction with more people meant Roman got to talking with some interesting people from student council through his Model UN club meetings, including a familiar face from theater serving as their stage manager in the upcoming fall production.

“Hey guys, there’s someone I’d like you to meet!” Roman said excitedly as he dragged along a guy that looked around their grade, firm hands on his shoulders. Roman beamed as Virgil and Patton looked up from Virgil’s phone. “This is Logan!”

Patton smiled at Logan and held out a hand. “Patton Hart, it’s nice to meet you Logan!”

At the sight of Patton’s hand reached out to him, Virgil noticed Logan visibly relax, reaching out to shake Patton’s.

“Hello Patton,” Logan merely said with a nod.

“And of course, Logan, I’ve told you about my best friend Virgil,” Roman’s voice cut through, Virgil’s gaze flickering over to the impossibly widening grin on Roman’s face at that little detail.

Logan nodded once more. “Ah yes, Roman talks about you often.”

“Nothing but bad things I assume?” Virgil snorted, smirking at Roman’s mock gasp of offense.

“No, he speaks rather highly of you, Virgil. Oftentimes it gets in the way of things such as letting him running lines and letting me work on my own work for his play,” Logan commented, giving Roman a pointed look towards the latter half of his statement.

“A boy can’t talk about his best friend? Harsh, Specs!”

Patton laughed at the two of them bickering. “So how’d you and Logan meet?”

“Model UN, he’s done a much better job than I have! He’s trying to show me the ropes but he’s definitely much smarter than me at it!” Roman said with a chuckle, sitting down with Logan doing so as well.

“He says that but he isn’t doing too poorly, honestly Roman,” Logan sighed.

“Yeah yeah, but not as good as you. Now hush and let me tell them my story!”

Roman considered joining student council by the end of freshman year but decided theater was already a large commitment.

Sophomore year rolled around before Virgil knew it and Roman was cast as the lead role for the fall production as well as getting on the sophomore homecoming court.

Homecoming carnival was fairly nice as Roman practically dragged him and Logan along. Virgil didn’t have half a bad time though he admittedly just stayed by Patton who was working at one of his club booths. Roman was surrounded by too many people at one point for Virgil to really want to follow him anyways.

Spring semester of sophomore year was pretty uneventful aside from Roman somehow getting even more popular. Virgil could barely get a word of conversation in with him after their school’s spring production of Beauty and the Beast, despite him going to nearly every night of the show’s run. Patton was good company during one of the nights though and the two went out for milkshakes afterwards.

“Virgil! Gosh, I really don’t need you seeing me cry,” Roman laughed as he scooped Virgil up in a tight hug before pulling away. “You didn’t have to come for closing night!”

“I wanted to, you know?” Virgil asked. “Also holy shit are you hot.”

“Oh trust me, I know! My sheer beauty is truly a thing to behold!” Roman teased, only for Virgil to shove him with a snort.

“Congratulations Roman, you did a great job!” one of their classmates said in passing.

“Thank you Cissy!” Roman called after her with a proud grin on his face.

“No, you know what I mean, you must be dying under the lights,” Virgil chuckled.

“Oh, that-!”

“Roman, you did amazing, look at you!” another person said, coming over to give Roman a hug.

“Thank you, and thank you for coming!” Roman replied.

“How could I not? You did great!” the woman said. “Hey, have you seen Chloe around? I’ve been trying to find the poor girl for ages, she might’ve been swamped.”

“I think she might’ve gone to go change, I think she’ll be out soon!”

Virgil zoned out a little as Roman continued to make conversation for a little longer.

“Ro, you down for going to get ice cream after you free yourself from your wire prison?” Virgil asked once he thought Roman’s attention was finally back on him but a hand was clapped on to Roman’s back.

“Hey dude, awesome job, how’d your voice hold up?” one of the other actors, Justin if Virgil remembered correctly, asked.

“My throat is honestly totally killing me, I can’t wait to drink my weight in tea when I get home,” Roman laughed, wincing for emphasis.

“I feel you, I think I’m going to head home after I change,” Justin said, running a hand through his hair and fixing his glasses. “You planning on going out with the rest of the cast afterwards?”

“Nah, Virgil and I are going to get ice cream and then I am going to sleep like there’s no tomorrow!”

“Fair, fair, I’ll see you on Monday!”

By the time that Roman was finally free, a dozen people had asked Roman for picture and Virgil, with a quick text, told him that his mom had to pick him up unexpectedly.

Logan started to hang out with Virgil and Patton during lunch by the time junior year came by, only skipping a portion of Wednesdays in order to go to student council meetings.

By this point in their time in high school, lots of changes happened but some things still stayed pretty consistent. Roman decided against auditioning for the fall play but still seemed to remain as busy as ever with the theater competitions he was now taking part in, fitting in clubs in seemingly any place possible. Logan had become the junior year president for student council, still taking part in Model UN and a few AP classes definitely keeping him busy. Patton had been the one to change the least aside from Virgil himself. Virgil was happy that both he and Patton were both taking AP studio art. Apart from that, the two of them just focused on trying to stay sane.

Prom came up during their junior year as a topic of discussion (seeing as only the juniors and seniors could go on their own) and the four of them decided to go together as a group. It was a disaster in Virgil’s opinion and he had to leave early when Roman was asked for a dance by one of the popular girls in their grade. He felt sick to think about it.

Virgil stared up at the ceiling for a while the night of prom after he’d gotten back home, trying to figure out what was even happening at this point. A girl had asked for a dance, Roman accepted.

Except suddenly, Virgil remembered just how many times Roman had arrived late to lunch, how many times he’d sat down only to realize he’d had club meetings, how many times Roman would be preoccupied with rehearsals and homework and conversations in the halls before English. The study sessions at Roman’s house had become minimal and Virgil’s interactions with Roman’s brother Remus were more frequent than the interactions with Roman himself.

He missed Roman. High school had been, in the grand scheme of things, largely without his best friend. It still didn’t feel right, like he was missing something with the realization he’d come to.

As soon as he thought of Roman asking him to dance and kissing him though, he knew.

Virgil cried for a while that night.

Suddenly after prom, Roman dropped most of his clubs.

“Why’d you stop going?” Patton asked during their current conversation, taking out his lunch. He offered Virgil a cookie who took it reluctantly.

“Eh, I don’t know, I’ve just been so busy you know? Wanted to see if it helped,” Roman offered as explanation, shrugging. “Oh hey Logan, did you finish studying for our APUSH test today?” he added as the aforementioned took a seat at the table, finished with his student council meeting.

Logan nodded and wordlessly handed his notes to Roman with a roll of his eyes. “I knew you were going to ask.”

“You know me well Specs! I swear, he’s really going nuts with AP test prep, huh?” Roman asked, flipping through the neatly written notes.

“Teachers tend to overprepare us for AP tests, I promise it’s worth it.”

Patton sighed and turned to Virgil, letting the other two talk over their test next period. “Hey Virge, do you want to come over to my house today? I got some new paints I wanted to try out but I’ve been waiting for you to come over,” Patton tried, smiling hopefully at him.

He really didn’t have anything better to do that afternoon so he nodded. “Yeah, sure, do you want me to bring anything?”

Patton shook his head. “Nope, just yourself!”

Virgil nodded.

Summer came around and Virgil started to spend less time with Roman. His family had dragged him on more than one trip so luckily he had a good excuse. Roman certainly didn’t seem very available either so it wasn’t exactly hard for their schedules to conflict.

With a week until senior year started, Virgil went to help Patton walk his dog.

“Hey Pat..?”

“Hm?” Patton asked, looking to him with a smile.

“What would you think if I wanted to... I dunno, change my style I guess?” Virgil asked, tugging at the sleeves of his sweater.

“Hmm... Well, what are you thinking about? Like, just a little change? Starting from scratch?” was Patton’s response. “Not for any reason, I’m still supportive no matter what you want to do!”

Virgil thought on it as they continued walking. “I don’t really know yet, I just know I want to change it I guess?”

Patton nodded. “Well I say do it! You can always change it back!”

With that, they moved on to other subjects. Patton was excited about school while Virgil ruminated on Patton’s questions.

The day before senior year started, Virgil knew what he was planning on, staring at the hair dye in his hands.

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Hey hey hey, we are finally going to be getting into the actual conflict! Gosh, I’ve been waiting for the chance to do so, the next chapter will definitely be interesting!

I will say I had a bit of trouble with this one. The last chapter starts off with the first day of freshman year but I just felt it was a good way to set up the dynamic. I wanted the story to be set in either junior or senior year though mainly due to the maturity level at that point. It feels more comfortable and lets me have more room with what’s to come! I tried to get there without just saying “Look, here’s a time skip, wow!” I really hope I did it well, it feels a little clunky!

I hope you guys liked this chapter and as always, feel free to chat with me in the comments! I love hearing your guys’ opinions!

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Taglist: @artissijules, @virgils-paranoia, @its-the-cat-queen, @myyoutubecorner, @marshmallow-the-panda, @anotheregofanficblog, @tssidesfamily, @shapa-likes-art, @isabelle-stars, @falsemood, @prinxiety-shipper101, @katlikethesword

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allthefallendemons · 4 years

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Liar, Prologue: The Get Away (Lucifer Morningstar x Reader )

CHAPTER 1 OUT OF 11 OF THE LIAR SERIES

(THSI IS THE FIRST PART, THE NEXT IS TECHNICALLY CHAPTER 2)

CHAPTER 1

A/N: Hi friends! This will be my first part of the Liar Series :)) I’m so excitedddd to do it!! I’m sorry for the waittt

Content Warnings: Bad Words.

Series Summary: After graduating from UCLA at the top of your class, you decided to open a cafe in LA. Un(fortuantely) for you, the only affordable place was across the street from LA's notorious club, LUX. A week into the store's opening, one of your employees turns up dead. Luckily for you, Detective Chloe Decker is on the case with her civilian consultant, Lucifer Morningstar. Secrets are revealed, promises are broken, and Liars get caught.

**SLIGHT SEASON 5 SPOILERS**

Word Count: 1.2k

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Seven years. Seven fucking years. It took you seven GODDAMN years to graduate from UCLA. But it was worth it, a newly held Master's degree in Business was worth it all. Now you were finally able to obtain your true dream, opening a cafe in Los Angeles. A gofundme, several months of Patreon work, and a podcast got you where you are now. And not to mention your college being funded on the generous gift of an anonymous scholarship. Life treated you well, and in return, you were going to treat the world well in return. You watched the streets of Los Angeles, your sight being caught on glowing signs and interesting civilians. Everyone always had somewhere to be in LA, their destinations are only known in their own mind.

You liked this piece of LA, the hidden privacy that others respected. UCLA was always the same, people kept to themselves which meant less trouble to yourself. You never liked trouble, it just managed to creep up behind you. Shaking away the bad thoughts, you looked up as the cab driver began to slow. "Thank you so much!!" sliding out of the cab, you inhale the beautiful Los Angeles air. You look at the store in front of you, feeling tears come to your eyes. "Angelic Goods," you read your business sign to yourself, grinning at the beautiful design. "Welcome to Los Angeles' heaven," you murmured the business' slogan, unlocking the door. An aroma of cinnamon and hot chocolate flooded your senses, letting out a quiet laugh.

"I can't believe just how fucking lucky I am," opening the bar's counter top, you walked around to the fridge. Trays of baked goods filled it from top to bottom as you were prepared to open your shop for the first time the next day. You pulled out a small gift basket filled with sweet treats from the fridge, a small grin crossing your features. "I hope Mr. Morningstar has a sweet tooth," you chuckle, holding the basket tight in your left hand. You walk out of the shop, locking the doors behind you. Noticing the line-up for Lux, your stomach dropped, not realizing the club would be so busy in the middle of the day.

You walked up to the bodyguard, a small smile crossing your features. "Hello!! I'm Y/N Winchester, I own the bakery across the street," you awkwardly shift from one foot to the other as the man stared you down "I'm just here to drop this gift basket off to Mr. Morningstar, he isn't exactly expecting them but I just wanted to be a nice new neighbour." The guard stared at you for a couple of seconds before a look of familiarity crossed his features. "Mr. Morningstar mentioned that you may be visiting sometime soon, something about a baker being 'the naughtiest of them all'" You features flushed to a deep red as the man granted you entrance, "thank you, Marcel!" Sliding the curtains open, your eyes widened as you realized what kind of club Lux was. Turning away from the crowd, you scurried over to the bar and sat down.

You placed the gift basket on the counter, trying to gain the attention of a nearby bartender. A woman turns towards you, her chocolate brown eyes staring deeply into your own. You could feel a tension fill you as she approached you, leaning forward. "The name's Mazikeen, what can I get for you?" She looked you up and down, a small smirk crossing her features. "I'll take a whiskey, please. Neat, as well," you try to shout over the music, not wanting to be too loud. Loud was never your favourite thing in the world, not after-"Let's make this one on the house," Maze slides the drink towards you, curiously peeking into the basket.

"What is this?" she cocks a curious eyebrow, attempting to peek inside the neatly wrapped gift basket. You swat her hand away, shaking your head at her curious antics, "it's for Mr. Morningstar, the owner! I just moved in across the street and I wanted to give him something like a friendly greeting," Maze stared at you for a couple of seconds before shrugging. "I'll probably dive into some of it myself," she grinned, a smirk crossing her features as she took the basket into her own hands. "I mean, you could always stop by my place, I'll give you whatever you want, on the house," you grinned at Maze. She cocked an eyebrow, watching as you took a sip of the whisky.

"You are too nice," she eyed you suspiciously, leaning forward to look you in the eyes "What are you hiding?" Maze bit her lip, taking the empty glass out of your hand. "I was given the chance to live a life that I've always wanted to live. I just... I want to make this time the best that I have because I don't know how much of it I will genuinely be able to enjoy. Sorry, that was-" "Don't apologize," Maze cut you off, handing the next glass of whisky to you. She poured her own glass, a small grin crossing her features, "to the opening of..." "Angelic Goods" "What type of name- To the opening of Angelic Goods," Maze clinked her glass with your own as you let out a small laugh to her snippy comment.

You didn't mind her attitude, she seemed to be someone you would like to vibe with. "You avoided my question," her smile dropped as she placed the drink down "What are you hiding?" Maze reached her hand out to your face, causing you to wince away. "Sorry- Habit. I'm not hiding anything," you forced a smile, your eyes shifting around the club. You no longer wanted to talk about your life, well, you no longer wanted to talk at all. "Where's Mr. Morningstar?" Maze started at you for a couple of seconds, "he's in the middle, probably dancing with a few partiers. I should warn you, he does not like liars," you shifted your gaze nervously to the middle of the club before nodding.

"Well, I’ll just leave this basket here for him. Thank you for this wonderful conversation, Mazikeen," you slipped off of the bar stool, leaving the club as fast as possible. Slipping out past your new friend, Marcel and sprinting across the street to your cafe. It appears your new life was going to be a lot more work than you thought.

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missperfectlyfine13 · 3 years

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A Bandaid For Your Bullet Hole - (Chp. 5/?)

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Sooner than Chloe would like, life goes back to normal. It’s the new year, a new semester. Weeks have passed but Chloe is still reeling from her time spent with Beca over Christmas. She can’t seem to shake the memory and feeling of waking up next to Beca every morning, her scratchy…but oh so sexy morning voice, her eyes sleepy but already sparkling and her wild hair, sticking every which way. She can’t un-feel the softness of Beca’s lips against her cheek and the way it sent sparks shooting through every nerve ending in her body. Chloe fell hard over Christmas, as much as she hates to admit it. It just makes the whole situation that much more painful, especially because the second they returned to Barden, Beca ran right back into Jesse’s arms.

The two had gone to a New Year’s Eve party hosted by the Treble’s. It had been a fun night, especially with Aubrey still gone at her parent’s. It made it easier for the Bellas that were there to let loose and enjoy without their dictator breathing down their necks. Chloe had been having an excellent time in fact…that was until the clock struck midnight. Jesse’s lips found Beca’s in an instant, sending red hot jealousy coiling through Chloe’s stomach. She had been so upset that she had to go outside and let a few tears fall.

To her disappointment, the little trip outside hadn’t gone unnoticed. As she wiped away salty tears from her cheeks, Stacie’s voice had rung out behind her. The leggy brunette cornered her and Chloe ended up admitting it all. It actually felt nice to tell someone besides Aubrey. Stacie listened and was sympathetic to the situation. But through everything, the words of Beca’s mother have stuck with her, “wait for her.”

Despite Chloe’s feelings, her and Beca’s friendship continues to grow. Which is why Beca is the first person Chloe turns to when she gets the message. Her palms sweat and head spins as she reads the text message from her mom’s current boy toy.

Your mom’s in the hospital. It was an overdose.

Of course this had to happen a week into the second semester. As much as Chloe would like to believe that she doesn’t care, she does. All she wants is for her mom to be better. She wants to have a mom again. Most of all she can’t bear the thought of losing her, even if things have been rough for quite some time now. She can’t bear to lose her too.

Chloe immediately calls Beca. She just hopes that the freshman isn’t in a class.

“Hey Chlo what’s up?”

“Oh thank god…Beca I got a text,” Chloe can’t help it, the moment she starts talking, the waterworks start.

“Chloe what’s wrong, do you need me to come over?”

“It’s my mom, she’s in the hospital, she overdosed again,” Chloe blubbers, the tears pouring down her face now.

“Oh shit. Ok I’m coming over right now, stay where you are.”

“Thanks Bec,” Chloe tries to regulate her breathing and stop the crying, but it’s useless.

“Anytime.”

As soon as she hangs up with Beca, she calls her mom’s boyfriend. He informs her that her mom is in the ICU, she’s unresponsive, in some sort of coma. It does nothing to calm Chloe down, she just needs Beca to get here.

It’s seems like years before she hears the doorbell ring. Chloe flies down the stairs and rips the door open. Beca barely has a chance to speak before the red head is flying into her arms. The younger girl clutches Chloe like her life depends on it.

“Is she ok?” Beca mumbles into her shoulder.

Chloe shakes her head, the tears flowing freely, soaking the fabric of Beca’s jacket, “She’s unresponsive, in the ICU.”

“Are you going to go see her?” Beca rubs soft circles on her back, in an attempt to calm her down.

Chloe shakes her head again, “I don’t know.”

“You should be there for her,” Beca pulls away from her, moving her hand to wipe Chloe’s damp cheeks, “I know you guys don’t have the best relationship, but you should go.”

“I don’t know if I can do this on my own,” Chloe takes a deep shaky breath.

“You don’t have to,” a sparkle of determination flashes across Beca’s face, “because I’m coming with you.”

“Bec, you don’t have to do that,” Chloe manages to pull herself out of Beca’s arms, even though she would prefer to stay in the safe, warmth forever. She doesn’t need to pull Beca into her fucked up family problems, especially at the beginning of the semester, “I don’t want you to screw yourself up in your classes.”

The brunette shakes her head, “That doesn’t matter, I’ll be fine. You need someone there for you.”

She has a sneaking suspicion that she’s not going to be able to talk the younger girl out of it, “You’ve done so much for me, I feel like I owe you.”

“You don’t owe me anything, it’s what best friends do.”

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“I just want you to know that this isn’t going to be fun…my family is messy, dysfunctional,” Chloe looks over at Beca as she drives, feeling the need to reiterate the fact that this trip to South Carolina isn’t going to be anything remotely as nice as their trip to Seattle.

Beca pulls her eyes away from the road for a second to give Chloe a steely, reprimanding gaze, “Chloe, of course it’s not going to be fun, we’re going to see your mom, who just overdosed and is in the hospital. I wasn’t expecting it to be a trip to Disney World.”

“I just feel bad I guess, I feel bad you have to deal with this, that you are taking your time to deal with my family’s bullshit,” she watches wistfully as the country side goes by in a blur, wishing she were anywhere but here right now. Anywhere but dealing with this all over again.

“I want to be there for you, you need someone right now, don’t feel bad. I know you would do the same,” she’s not wrong, Chloe would walk to the ends of the earth for the brunette. She’s not sure that that same amount of dedication is matched by the other girl, but she knows that she means something to Beca. She means enough to the girl for her to drop everything and go to her messy, god awful dumpster fire of a home.

She feels Beca’s hand cover her own, which is laying in her lap. Chloe looks back over at her best friend, she’s sporting a soft, sympathetic face. A certain feeling hangs heavy in the air, she has trouble putting her finger on what it is. It’s something akin to the feeling she got when they traded kisses under the mistletoe on Christmas. But it disappears as quickly as it arrived, Beca pulling her hand away from Chloe, now that she has her attention, “Everything is going to be ok.”

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After a couple hours they pull up to a somewhat outdated ranch house, the landscaping outside in desperate need of an overhaul, a few pots with clearly dying or dead plants sit on the porch. Well, it doesn’t look like her mom has been trying very hard in these last 3 years.

“Home sweet home,” Chloe says with a roll of her eyes, unbuckling her seat belt.

Beca looks over at her, her eyes trying to convey the message that everything is fine, but nothing is fine. Chloe wanted to just check into a hotel, but her mother’s boyfriend would have none of that. He insisted the girls stay at her mom’s house, telling Chloe it is her home too after all. She couldn’t disagree more; this is not her home. Besides the fact though, this man her mom is with seems to be a bit better than some of the others have been. Hopefully he’ll stick around, she has her doubts after this stunt though.

“Hey, look at me,” Beca grabs Chloe’s hand before she can leave the car. Chloe turns to look at the younger girl, “don’t feel bad…about anything. I just want to be here for you as best as I can, you’re hurting and I just want to help.”

“Thanks Bec,” Chloe gives her a soft smile, before grabbing her bag and heading to the front door.

She fumbles for the key in her pocket, the key she hasn’t needed to use in 3 years. As she pushes the door open, nothing she sees surprises her. It looks like the house is a little torn apart from the first responders coming in yesterday. Besides that, there are empty bottles of booze scattered about, a few empty packs of cigarettes sitting on the side table, and a couple empty pizza boxes sitting on the coffee table. The layout of the living room hasn’t changed a bit since the last time she was here. The same stale smell of alcohol hangs in the air. From the look and smell of the place, her mother has done nothing but get worse in the past few years. If she doesn’t change it up, Chloe isn’t going to have a mother.

“Oh wow,” she hears Beca breathe out behind her, the younger girl just having entered, her own bag in hand, “sorry…I just wasn’t expecting…”

“It’s ok, I get it, it’s a shit show,” Chloe cuts her off before she can try and apologize any further, “let’s go put our stuff upstairs, I hope there are still sheets on my bed.”

As the two ascend the stairs, Chloe suddenly realizes that she hadn’t even asked Beca if she wanted to or was ok with sharing a bed. There is a guest bedroom, there’s no reason for them to share. Her cheeks burn red with embarrassment at how presumptuous she’s being. Just because she wants Beca to sleep in her bed doesn’t mean she has to.

“Um, you can stay in the guest room if you want,” Chloe motions to the first door on the left when they reach the top of the stairs, “I guess I forgot you don’t need to be in my room too.”

Beca shakes her head, “Actually, if you don’t mind, I’d rather stay in your room with you…if that’s weird though you can totally say no,” Beca quickly adds at the end, her own face a subtle red.

Chloe’s heart soars at the admission from the brunette, “No, not weird at all.”

“Ok cool,” Beca sighs in relief.

Chloe reaches the end of the hall and pushes the door to her bedroom open. Not a single thing is out of place, it looks like her mom hasn’t been in her in 3 years, not that there’s much to mess up though. Chloe took most of her belongings from the room, leaving only a bed and dresser. A few posters still hang on the walls, light purple curtains cover the large window, a couple cheerleading trophies sit on a mostly empty bookcase and a couple boxes of photos sit on the top of the dresser. Luckily, the bed is still made up, so they won’t have to worry about that.

“This is it, you can toss your stuff wherever, as you can see, I’ve pretty much purged the place,” Chloe throws her own bag down onto the floor next to the window.

Beca is in the process of putting her things down when her phone rings. She pulls it out of her pocket, a small frown forms on her face. The brunette answers it, as she steps out into the hall. Chloe tries her best not the eaves drop, but she can’t stop herself from the way she strains to hear who it is.

“Jesse, I told you I was going to South Carolina with Chloe,” she hears the younger girl say a little angrily into the phone, “she needs me here…we can do that anytime.”

Had Beca blown off plans with her boyfriend to be here?

“Oh my god, dude, grow up. She’s my best friend, you wouldn’t do this for your best friend?”

It doesn’t sound like things are going very well. Choe kind of hates how happy that makes her.

“Yea ok, whatever. We’ll talk about this later.”

It sounds like the phone call has ended, so Chloe springs back into the center of the room, busying herself with unpacking. Beca walks back in with a scowl on her face.

“Everything ok?” Chloe asks innocently.

Beca seems to shake away the anger and smiles at her best friend, “Yea it’s all good. You want to head to the hospital now?”

Oh yea, for two seconds she almost forgot why they are here, “No, but I have to.”

“It’ll be ok Chlo, I’m here for you,” Beca reassures her for the millionth time in the last 12 hours.

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When they get to the hospital, her mom’s boyfriend, Dan, greets them and leads them to her mom’s room. Chloe’s scared for what she’ll see when they head inside the room, currently, her and Beca are standing outside, barely peering in past the open sliding glass door.

“Take a deep breath Chlo,” Beca rubs her arm, before grabbing her hand into her own.

Chloe nods and the two enter the room. The sight before her rips a gasp from the back of her throat and she feels Beca’s grip tighten on her hand. Her mom is hooked up to so many machines, a tube is down her throat and there are a bunch of wires stuck to her head. For a second, she panics, wondering if her mom isn’t going to come back from this one. The first time it happened, she had been able to go home the following morning. This looks much much worse.

“What did the doctors say about her?” Chloe asks Dan shakily.

“Well, they’re afraid she’s in some kind of coma related to her overdose. They put all those wires on her head because they were worried she was brain dead, they’re monitoring her brain activity. Obviously, she’s not breathing on her own, but probably directly related to the coma,” Dan tells them simply, the man clearly not having grasped entirely what the doctors said to him, but more than Chloe assumed he would retain.

“Is she going to come out of the coma?” Chloe quickly fires back.

Dan just shrugs his shoulders, “Don’t know.”

Chloe takes a few unsteady steps towards her mother’s bedside. She grabs her hand, with hers that isn’t being tightly held by Beca. She hates that she can already feel hot, angry tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Why did she have to do this to herself?

“What if she doesn’t make it…the last thing I ever said to her was about never coming back if she doesn’t get help,” her voice cracks, salty tears rolling down her face now, “I couldn’t live with myself if that was my last conversation with her.”

“Hey, you didn’t know that when you last spoke to her. This isn’t your fault, you were doing what you thought was right,” Beca says calmly.

“No, what I was doing was selfish,” Chloe replies bitterly, “I ran away from the problem. What would my dad say? He would want to take care of her.”

“Your dad would want you to be happy, he would understand why you didn’t stick around,” Beca’s moved so that she’s practically hugging Chloe, her arms slung tightly around the older girl.

Chloe knows that Beca is right, but she can’t avoid the all-consuming guilt that washes over her. She practically feels sick looking down at her mom right now. She’s so distraught that she barely even registers how touchy feely Beca is being, how comforting she is being and how much it’s helping, “Let’s go, I can’t be here.”

Beca nods, “Ok, let’s go.”

“I’ll call you if anything happens,” Dan waves at the two girls as they leave.

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The two stop at Chloe’s favorite diner on the way home, in hopes that it’ll cheer her up. Not even a chocolate oreo milkshake and a bacon cheeseburger does the trick. She picks at it for a while, eating maybe half. She ends up offering Beca the rest, who looks at her sympathetically before accepting.

By the time they get home, Chloe is ready to fall into bed and forget the day’s events. As she finally settles down under the covers, she feels the bed dip beside her, Beca clearly lying down now as well. She continues to look out the window, her back faced to the short brunette. What she would have never expected though, was for Beca to cuddle up as close as she can to her. The younger girl’s arm coming to wrap around in middle. She can feel Beca’s body pressed up tightly against hers, and it has her heart hammering in her chest. This is something she never would have dreamed of, she feels like she can’t close her eyes or even breathe, otherwise the dream will be over.

It’s not though, she feels Beca’s breathe tickling her ear as she asks, “Is this ok?”

Chloe nods, trying to get words out, “Yea of course.”

“Ok good,” Beca says sleepily, pulling Chloe even tighter against her.

Beca initiating cuddling? That’s definitely new. Chloe isn’t even going to question it, not now, when she needs it the most. Obviously, it’s clouding her judgement and blurring those lines of friendship even more. Then there’s the fact that Beca still has a boyfriend, but Chloe isn’t going to worry about any of that. She needs to enjoy this moment while she has it.

“Goodnight Bec,” Chloe says dreamily, moving her hand to intertwine with Beca’s hand laying on her stomach.

Beca yawns loudly before replying, “Goodnight Chlo.”

And a what a good night it is.

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callunavulgari · 3 years

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Scrapbook 2021 | Part II

For anyone that’s new to this, this is how I keep track of all of the things I enjoy and/or create throughout the year. I have literally been doing this since I had a livejournal. I think the first one was 2011? Maybe? In which case, woohoo, ten years of scrapbooking!

It’s a nice little snippet of my life and helps to organize my brain.

A reminder:

Normal font - Indifferent/Neutral Italicized font - Enjoyed bold font - Loved with an asterisk* - All time favorite (bracketed titles) - Re-watches/Re-reads strikethough - Disliked

Goals are: read 80 books (as of today, i am at 31 books, which sounds not great but goodreads assures me that it’s only 1 book behind schedule), finish five video games (at two at the moment... mostly because I keep dragging my feet on actually finishing P5R), write more than 20 fics (at... 6) or something larger than 20k (negative), and write either an original short story or start a novel (i have started plotting for the novel? does that count?)

Past Years

MOVIES

May

Mortal Kombat

(SW: The Phantom Menace)

(SW: Attack of the Clones)

(SW: Revenge of the Sith)

(SW: Rogue One)

(SW: A New Hope)

SW: Clone Wars

Enola

Wonder Woman 1984

Dark Phoenix

(Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring)

June

(Princess Mononoke)

Sailor Moon: Eternal

In The Heights

Wish Dragon

July

Luca

(Thor: Ragnarok)

(Doctor Strange)

(Guardians of the Galaxy)

Black Widow

Space Jam 2 Electric Boogaloo

August

The Green Knight

Godzilla vs Kong

(Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets)

BOOKS

May

These Violent Delights | Chloe Gong [Fin]

The Midnight Library | Matt Haig [Fin]

The Galaxy, and the Ground Within | Becky Chambers [Fin]

Unconquerable Sun | Kate Elliott

People We Meet On Vacation | Emily Henry [Fin]

The Soulmate Equation | Christina Lauren [Fin]

June

Unconquerable Sun | Kate Elliott [Fin]

September Love | Lang Leav [Fin]

One Last Stop | Casey McQuiston [Fin]

The Chosen and the Beautiful | Nghi Vo [Fin]

Lumberjanes, volume 2 | Noelle Stevenson [Fin]

For the Wolf | Hannah Whitten [Fin]

The Sandman | Neil Gaiman [Fin]

Mister Impossible | Maggie Stiefvater

July

Mister Impossible | Maggie Stiefvater [Fin]

TAZ: The Crystal Kingdom | The Mcelroys [Fin]

She Who Became the Sun | Shelley Parker-Chan

A Psalm for the Wild-Built | Becky Chambers

The Universe of Us | Lang Leav

August

She Who Became the Sun | Shelley Parker-Chan [Fin]

A Psalm for the Wild-Built | Becky Chambers

The Universe of Us | Lang Leav [Fin]

Lumberjanes, volume 3 | Noelle Stevenson [Fin]

Lumberjanes, volume 4 | Noelle Stevenson [Fin]

PODCASTS

May

The Penumbra Podcast, s3-END

June

The Magnus Archive - Fear Winners 1 & 2

July

Gods of Appalachia, Eps 1-6

(Wolf 359)

Janus Descending

August

(Wolf 359)

Mabel

(Zero Hours, ep 7)

Time:Bombs

TV SHOWS BY SEASON

May

Watcher Entertainment, Are You Scared?

Castlevania, s3, s4 [Fin]

Word of Honor [Fin]

Buzzfeed: Kelsey in Control?

Demon Slayer, s1

June

Demon Slayer, s1 [Fin]

Kim’s Convenience, s4

Leverage, s5 [Fin]

Watcher: Too Many Spirits, s3

Loki, s1

Lucifer, s2, s3, s4

Trese, s1

(Buzzfeed Unsolved: True Crime, s3, s6?)

(Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural, s1)

Sweet Tooth, s1

Love, Death & Robots

July

Loki, s1 [Fin]

Watcher: Too Many Spirits, s3 [Fin]

Watcher: Dish Granted, s3

Shark Week

Lucifer, s5

Masters of the Universe: Revelation

August

The Owl House, s2

Watcher: Dish Granted, s3

Watcher Weekly+

Buzzfeed: Ruining History

Star Trek Discovery, s1, s2, s3

What If..., s1

VIDEO GAMES

May

Monster Hunter Rise, 12 hours

Mass Effect 1: Legendary Edition, 25 hours

Pokemon Go

June

Mass Effect 1: Legendary Edition, ? hours

Pokemon Go

Animal Crossing: New Horizons, ??? Hours

Persona 5 Royal, ??? hours

July

Persona 5 Royal, 167 hours

Pokemon Go

August

Persona 5 Royal, 167 hours

Pokemon Go

Ori and the Blind Forest [Fin]

DELIGHTFUL FIC

May

The word is help. by spqr | Star Wars | Din/Luke | 9k | In a flash, Fett has his blaster out and pointed at Luke’s head. “You’re right,” he says. “Turnabout’s fair play. So maybe I oughta shoot you.”

Don’t be afraid. by spqr | Star Wars | Obi-Wan/Anakin | 12k | “Padawan Kenobi,” Yoda says, after a moment. “Complete your training, Master Skywalker will.”

who carried the hill by spqr | Star Wars | Din/Luke | 22k | Din’s about to head up the ramp onto the newly-repaired Razor Crest when a string pulls taut around his heart and yanks him into the sky.

Tapestry by spqr | Star Wars | Obi-Wan/Anakin | 8k | In March, Obi-Wan drags Anakin to another faculty party, where Anakin gets all sorts of wrong ideas about Quinlan Vos and decides to fellate Obi-Wan in a coat closet about it.

wonderterror by peradi | Star Wars | Leia/Han/Luke | 6k | Anakin Skywalker is the son of the Force.He’s half human and half something monumental.What does that make his children?

Xen Gardens by denimwrapped | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan & Shane | 1k | Shane Madej saves the day.A strange man comes to congratulate him.

A Series of Better Decisions by SassySnowperson | Star Wars | Padme/Obi-Wan/Anakin | 9k | "Kill him. Kill him now!" Chancellor Palpatine hissed, as Anakin held the two blades against Dooku's neck. "No," Anakin said. "It's not the Jedi way."

Futurus (-a -um) by cadesama | Star Wars | Padme/Anakin/Obi-Wan | 60k | Cracked hyperdrive? No problem. Just hold it together with the Force. Time travel? Well. That could be a bigger problem.

Comfort in Wartime by Rosbridge | Star Wars | Padme/Obi-Wan/Anakin | 4k | Obi-Wan is exhausted, drunk, and just about out of fucks to give.

spark me up, i'm a firework (i'll burst into light) by coffeeinallcaps | FATWS | Bucky/Sam | 7k | "You know how the super-soldier serum makes everything, well, super? I guess you could say that's what happened to my sex drive."

Thaw by spqr | Star Wars | Din/Luke | 6k | That’s what hope does to you, Luke remembers now. It lingers at the back of your mind, whispering maybe, maybe, so that knowing a plan is stupid isn’t enough to keep you from trying it.

Christ in Repose by spqr | Din/Luke | 8k | More on this story as it develops. Subscribe to HNN’s JEDI WATCH newsletter for instant updates on Jedi sightings throughout the galaxy.

Insufferable by perkynurples | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu | 3k | Wen Kexing asks a question. Zhou Zishu only hesitates to answer for a little while.

parasitic, parasocial by brawlite | The Untamed | Song Lan/Xiao Xingchen/Xue Yang | 45k | Xue Yang stumbles upon the channel of Fuxue, a popular videogame streamer, and immediately becomes completely and utterly obsessed with him. Unfortunately, Fuxue has a boyfriend -- but that's fine: Xue Yang loves a challenge.

Aaron Burr has Hamilton's RSI and he isn't pleased about it. by DragonBandit | Hamilton | Hamilton/Aaron Burr | 3k | Aaron knows 2 things about his soulmate: The first is that they're angry about everything. The second is that they need to fucking sleep.

dinluke lawyer au by spqr | Star Wars | Din/Luke | 31k | At 1:18 a.m., just when Luke is starting to think he might’ve gotten away with something, Biggs Darklighter shows up on the other side of his desk and says, “I can’t believe you called in sick to get shotgun married to a Mando.”

like, comment, subscribe by DeHeerKonijn, Roselightfairy | Lord of the Rings | Gimli/Legolas | 90k+ | Legolas meets Gimli for lunch - unfortunately, he meets someone else, too.

a jackal; a thief by brawlite | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Ye Baiyi | 11k | This is not the first time Wen Kexing’s body has been poisoned like this.

you're the trouble that i always find by sundiscus | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu | 27k | “Do you know him?” Jin Wang asks.The ringing in Zhou Zishu's ears gets louder. “No, Wangye,” he says.At Zhou Zishu’s voice, the prisoner freezes.

vampire!wwx threadfic by sundiscus | The Untamed | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji | ??? words | in which vampires exist in a modern cultivation au, lwj is investigating a string of strange deaths, and wwx is a vampire he can’t seem to kill.

Velle by DeHeerKonijn, Roselightfairy | LotR | Gimli/Legolas | 29k | Velle (Latin): to want.

June

May All My Wounds Be Mortal by hansbekhart | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu | 10k | Peeled out of his many robes, Wen Kexing’s body reveals itself to be mostly leg. He strips eagerly, grinning up at Zhou Zishu as if this is another joke between them. See? Wen Kexing’s body seems to say, I have no secrets from you.

drop by brawlite | The Untamed | Song Lan/Xue Yang | 4k | Xue Yang has had this dream before.

Splenda by Tierfal | FMA | Ed/Roy | 19k | WIP | A sugar daddy AU that barely even qualifies as a sugar daddy AU, because these two can't do anything right.

From the Ashes by blacktofade | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Shane/Ryan | 3k | “This doesn’t need to leave this room,” Ryan had said that first time. “Casual is my middle name.”

Whale Songs by denimwrapped | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 2k | It could be humming, he thinks. Some distant angelic humming. What it’s humming about, he’d have to find out the hard way. All he can hear in his mind’s ear is come closer. There’s so much more in the depths than you’ve ever known.

A Good Bargain by Neery | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu | 11k | The Window of Heaven captures the Ghost Valley's master. Zhou Zishu is put in charge of interrogating him.

So Why Not Crack Your Skull When the Mind Swells by greenteafiend | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 13k | Or, Wei Wuxian is cursed to feel terrible pain when he and Lan Wangji aren’t touching.

the agony and the irony by arostine | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 44k | WIP | Ryan has a lot on his plate right now. He’s one of three members of his species employed at BuzzFeed, and the only male omega, and his boss keeps asking him to do videos about being an iterant ‘to educate the humans,’ when what he really wants to do is videos about ghosts.

the rest of your life by bestliars | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane/Sara | 30k | MYSTERY DISAPPEARANCE IN THE MIDWEST! The year is 2034. Successful video producer Ryan Bergara uproots his whole life to take care of his friend’s children.

sit in my circle and hold my hand by soda_coded | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 14k | Ryan and Shane work for the metaphysical department of the LAPD, fool around and get cursed.

Idle Hands (Do the Devil's Work) by ma_malice | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 4k | In which the only upside to being a demon stuck in a seasonal Chicago snowstorm is the ability to abandon your body and possess your boyfriend in LA.

Shell Game by Giddygeek | The Magicians | Quentin/Eliot | 20k | Or, Quentin can’t believe he never thought to ask if there was a magical time in Fillory when people swapped bodies with the last person they slept with.

Contention by hollybennett123 | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu/Ye Baiyi | 3k | The Zhou Zishu of ten minutes ago, who first agreed to the whole thing — the evening’s conversation and general bickering over drinks taking an unexpectedly filthy turn — had been thinking only about the imminent pounding on offer and not, well, everything else that might come with it.

Necrocafé by etothey | Locked Tomb Trilogy | Gideon/Harrow | 2k | Harrowhark Nonagesimus isn't sure which confounds her more: the new boxes of bones she is to animate, or the hot redheaded courier who brings the boxes.

simple man by spqr | Loki | Loki/Mobius, Loki/Loki | 6k | “Tell you what,” says Mobius, shortly after the Timekeepers have sentenced Loki to death, “why don’t I take care of this?”

(Un)disclosed desires by Springandastorm | Loki | Loki/Mobius | "That's not how I see you at all, Loki." Mobius said, unexpectedly earnest. "We all play roles sometimes."

sources of light by brawlite | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu | 3k | Zhou Zishu makes a difficult choice in order to save Wen Kexing's life. The morning after is not an easy one.

warm company, cold nights by janonny | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu | 23k | He gave Zhou Zishu a lingering look from beneath his lashes. “Your virtuous wife will accompany you of course.”

July

the potential of broken things by icarusinflight | Harry Potter | Drarry | 11k | "Can you feel that? Some things want to be what they once were. The original spell is still there, and it wants to work again. All it takes is a little push and then"—Draco clicks his fingers of his free hand—"snap, everything will go back into place."

little beast by brawlite | The Untamed | Song Lan/Xue Yang | 7k | Payback's a bitch.

you, undeniable you by returnsandreturns | Brooklyn Nine-Nine | Jake/Amy | 1k | “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Jake asks, for the fourth time. “Because we can just ditch that thing, toss it out a window, do it missionary like the founding fathers intended.”

Car Talk by drunkbedelia | Loki | Mobius/Loki | 1k | ‘When I pruned myself, I thought I might be able to find Loki,' Sylvie said.

one too many by sarcasticfishes | Watcher | Ryan/Shane | 1k | “Stay here,” Ryan says, just casual enough, “I’ll drive you home tomorrow.”

Tencent and Chill by quoth_the_ravenclaw | The Untamed | Nie Huaisang/Nie Mingjue | 2k | “Da-ge,” Huaisang whines, all for show, as much a performance as the actors on screen. He wiggles his toes. “My feet are so sore, you worked me too hard.”

The House at the End of the World by Hopetohell | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 1k | What will they do, now that they can do anything?

moderate the middle by ElisAttack | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 9k | People only smiled with their eyes when it was real. Unless they were a Loki. No matter the differences between the variants, their tricky grins were a constant as much as they were indiscernible.

Lost and Sound by snack_size | Loki | Loki/Thor/Sylvie | 5k | “Sylvie, did you help my brother defeat the Time Police?”

push the button (and let me know) by dinosuns | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 5k | “How about this?” hands folded on the table, he watches Loki intently. “If you tell me why, I’ll answer.”

We're (not) all villains here by sir_not_appearing_in_this_archive | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 19k | WIP | Alone and friendless (once again), Loki has to find a way to set things right, or at least right enough he can comfortably sneak off into the sunset, which starts with one thing: saving Mobius's lost memories.

what remains by dinosuns | Loki | Loki/Mobius | “You’re no analyst.” Mobius sounds stunned. They are not aligned, they are not in tandem. But there are wistful glimmers of what is now agonisingly out of reach.

worth a shot by thereyoflight | Loki | Loki/Sylvie | 2k | When Loki and Sylvie are moments away from being cornered on the train in Lamentis, they resort to desperate measures.

Bug Problems by xorabbit | Marvel | Grandmaster/Loki | 7k | Loki ends up on Sakaar, of course, with just that many more schemes to scheme. However, the Grandmaster is not altogether too terrible--a bit of fine luck, for once--and perhaps it's all right to have a better-natured fling while one works out what's next.

our way, no takebacks by dinosuns | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 20k | "Nice speech," Sylvie drawls, but the sarcasm doesn't land.

August

Vennen min by spqr | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 12k | The day they let Mobius out of the infirmary, Loki gets assigned to a new handler. This, Mobius is pretty sure, is where the trouble starts.

new terms by dinosuns | Loki | President Loki/Mobius | 21k | For the first time in his life, Loki triumphs. How fitting then, for the end to swiftly barge in unannounced.

Icarus by Waako | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 5k | When Mobius got pruned, he expected two different outcomes. Either eternal peace or eternal emptiness. He certainly didn’t expect a grey sky, ruins of old buildings looming over him, and a Loki variant watching him like he was a piece of fresh meat.

Stress Relief by spqr | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 3.5k | “Let me read you something,” Loki says. He rifles through the pages, clears his throat, and Mobius puts a hand over his eyes because he knows what’s coming before Loki even reads the first word—“Pēdīcābō ego vōs et irrumābō—“

just like the weather by sarcasticfishes | BFU | Shane/Ryan/Sara | 6k | “Y’know,” Ryan shrugs. “Friends have kids together sometimes. Like if a same-sex couple has a friend surrogate for them. Or sometimes people just co-parent.”

Woodash and iron and leather by iffervescent | The Witcher | 9k | Jaskier is the only person Geralt's ever been around who doesn't smell of fear

Food of Love by tanktrilby | The Witcher | Geralt/Jaskier | 22k | I brought a dead princess back to life through the power of song is the kind of thing that would have got an eyebrow raise even from the stone-faced Geralt of Rivia, so it's a good thing he and Geralt will probably never see each other again.

If The Morning Light Sets In by nagia | Castlevania | Sypha/Trevor/Alucard | 45k | Save the Belmonts, save the world.

halfway by ivelostmyspectacles | Castlevania | Sypha/Alucard/Trevor | 12k | Vampire attacks are happening again. Unprovoked, strange, humans and vampires dying alike. A disease. Alucard assures them that he isn't susceptible.

lonely lonely heart by spqr | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 7k | Mobius looks down at the paperwork, gets a sort of flustered farmboy look on his face, looks back up at Loki and says, “You offered to give a cop fellatio in the middle of Central Park.”

Bedrest by Lise | The Untamed | Xiao Xingchen& Xue Yang | 3k | Xiao Xingchen's newest patient is causing him problems. He just won't stay put.

DELIGHTFUL FANVIDS

May

Jesper Fahey | 99 Problems

Jesper Fahey | OLD TOWN ROAD

Kaz & Inej | I Can't Pretend

human | kaz brekker

bucky barnes || humble

The Mandalorian || Warriors

The Mandalorian | I'll See You Again

Hope is the light.

►Zhou Zishu & Wen Kexing | Beautiful mess

Kaz & Inej | I Can't Pretend

versailles at night | alina & the darkling

look what you made me do | the darkling

Bucky Barnes | Rasputin

Obi-Wan || dirty work

Blood in the water [the Witcher]

MARVEL || Astronaut in the Ocean

Enola Holmes || Unstoppable

Shadow & Bone || Fire Meets Fate

Mo Dao Zu Shi Season 3 AMV/Trailer - Teeth

Kylo Ren | STAR WARS

June

MARVEL || Rasputin

MARVEL || Astronaut in the Ocean

i dont enjoy hurting people | Loki [1x01]

loki laufeyson • unsteady [⚠ 1x01]

MARVEL || Levitating

Shadow & Bone | Paint It Black

Glitter & Gold | Jesper Fahey

Shadow and Bone | Levitating

wen kexing ✘ zhou zishu | put your lips on mine

Erik Lensherr - Magneto

The Crows || Circus

The Crows | Thrift Shop (Shadow & Bone)

Zemo & Bucky — RASPUTIN [tfatws]

Cruella | Feeling good

Percy Jackson || Watch Me

THE KILLING KIND || The Magnus Archives Animatic

LOKI || Glorious Purpose

The Darkling | Black Heretic

Sam x Bucky || Handclap [HUMOR]

Loki || Lovely

Doctor Strange || Dystopia

Loki & Sylvie || I’m not your friend

Loki || Hate Me

MARVEL || River

Loki & Bucky || Paint It Black

Wanda Maximoff || The Scarlet Witch (WandaVision)

Play With Fire || MARVEL || Loki Doctor Strange Scarlet Witch

MARVEL || Warriors

Loki || God of Mischief || You Do You

(Marvel) Loki | You Will Never Be A God

Marvel's Horror Cinematic Universe

community gardens || the magnus archives PMV

July

Thor || Rise

Loki & Sylvie - Demons in my head [ep.3]

//HUMANS// THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES

Loki | Lost

A Quiet Place

Loki & Sylvie || Strange Birds

Loki & Sylvie "I won't let you down" | (+1x05)

♚ Loki & Sylvie | If You Love Me (1x04)

Loki & Sylvie | If our love is wrong [Loki +1x04]

Loki and Mobius | Hold On [Loki +1x05]

loki laufeyson • in the end [+ 1x04]

Loki and Sylvie || Feeling Good

Marvel || Black Widow - Counting Stars || Natasha Romanoff

Cruella || Little Wicked

MARVEL || This is My Time || Shang-Chi Trailer Music

Sylvie | Unstoppable (Loki +1x03)

Loki and Sylvie (Lady Loki) || Play With Fire

Wanda and Vision || Dancing With Your Ghost

Wanda Maximoff and Loki || You Should See Me In A Crown

Loki and his Variants ⚔ King of Space [ep.5]

Loki & Sylvie ❤ This world is slowing down [ep.5]

Sylvie || Confident (+1x04)

•Loki x Sylvie ⱠΞⴼ King and Queens•

Loki - In The End | Marvel

Loki & Sylvie ❤ Out of Control [ep.4]

Loki & Mobius | Dynasty [LOKI/+1x04]

Loki & Sylvie ❤ Love War [ep.6]

(Marvel) Loki | Glorious Purpose

(MARVEL) Loki | Chaos

Loki | In The End [+1X06]

Loki x Sylvie | Another Love

Loki & Sylvie | Arcade [ Loki +1x06]

MARVEL || The Assembled Universe (c/w ASTrix UI)

August

Natasha & Yelena || Do It Like A Dude

Black Widow || Smells Like Teen Spirit

MARVEL || Uptown Funk

MARVEL || 1 in a Million

MARVEL/DC || Dies Irae

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness TRAILER #1

MARVEL || Loki

DELIGHTFUL MUSIC

May

The Wild One - Suzi Quatro

What’s So Funny ‘Bout - Sharon Van Etten

Levitating - Dua Lipa

The Underground - Meg Myers

You Won’t Find Me - Narrow Skies

Elixir of Life - Leah

Salt and the Sea - The Lumineers

ERROR - Niki, Kradness

Runaway - AURORA

Butterfly Water - Pastelle

Close to the Sun - Porcelain Pill

Selkie-boy - The Lost Words

Good Riddance - Annapantsu

Die Anywhere Else - Julia Henderson

Heat Waves - Glass Animals

Down - St Vincent

Word of Honor OST

Welcome to the Pleasuredome - Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Shy Away - Twenty One Pilots

Follow You - Imagine Dragons

I’m Not That Girl - Kerry Ellis

Meant to be Yours - Ryan McCartan

Ex Wives - Six

Euphoria - BTS

Walls - Cher

96,000 - In the Heights

Sun Goes Down - Lil Nas X

Enough For You - Olivia Rodrigo

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Ziti E Buoni - Maneskin

Shum - Go_A

Loco Loco - Hurricane

Space Ghost Coast to Coast - Glass Animals

The Horror and the Wild (whole album - The Amazing Devil

Chant - Hadestown

Titans - Major Lazer, Sia

Bones - Galantis

Golden Dandelions - Barns Courtney

Le Nozze di Figaro - Hybrid

Save Your Tears - The Weeknd

Psycho - Post Malone

Gold Lion - Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Close to Me - Ellie Goulding

And So It Went - The Pretty Reckless

help herself - bbno$

Fire For You - Cannons

Twist the Knife - Chromatics

He Said She Said - Chvrches

Face Down - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Campus - Vampire Weekend

Your Power - Billie Eilish

Reach - Eternal Eclipse

1 Last Cigarette - The Band Camino

Insertion - Hans Zimmer

from the edge - fictionjunction

The Devil Is a Gentleman - Merci Raines

Meet Me In The Woods - Amarante

Fire - Saint Mesa

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Saint Mesa

Appetite - Casey Edwards

All Things Devour - aeseaes

Throne - Saint Mesa

Witchcraft - Vian Izak

June

The Shrine / An Argument - Fleet Foxes

It’s Tricky - Run

Darjeeling - Barrie

Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings - Father John Misty

Picture Me Better - Weyes Blood

Loch Lomond - Mackenzi Tolk

Punta - Matzzy

Touch It Clean - DJ Raulito

Oh No - Kreepa

Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land - Marina

Sofia - Askjell

The Boy - Shannon & the Clams

First Steps - Lena Raine

The Power of Balance Rearranged - Rush Garcia

And So My Heart Became a Void - Ursine Vulpine

Paper Mache - Iris Lune

Catch Me If You Can - Desert Belle

Darkroom Double - Moon & Pollution

Serotonin - girl in red

In the Air Tonight - Natalie Taylor

When Your Heart Is a Stranger - Friends In Paris

Moon Effect - Sailor Moon Eternal OST

In A Black Out - Hamilton Leithauser

Forever - CHVRCHES

Way Less Sad - AJR

Helter Skelter - Detention

The Devil You Know - X Ambassadors

TVA - Natalie Holt

Honeybee-The Head and the Heart

Home All Summer - Anthony Ramos

In the Shadows - Amy Stroup

My Way - Lucifer Cast

In the Air Tonight - Jon Howard

The Beast - Old Caltone

The Beast - Delta Rae

Freak Like Me - Adina Howard

Only the Good Die Young - Billy Joel

Winds of Change - Scorpions

good 4 u - Olivia Rodrigo

If I Could See The World - Patsy Cline

Ends of the Earth - Lord Huron

The Killing Kind - Marianas Trench

Bones - Wens

Kiss Me More - Doja Cat

How Not to Drown - CHVRCHES

July

Dark Moon - Bonnie Guitar

Free Smiles - Tia Ray

Sundown Blues - Joanna Levine

Citta Vuoto - Mina

If You Love Me - Brenda Lee

Very Full - Tom Hiddleston

Loki Green Theme - Natalie Holt

Wrecked - Imagine Dragons

The Wolves - Cyrus Reynolds

Cure For Me - Aurora

Theory of Light - Eternal Eclipse

Fate of the Clockmaker - Eternal Eclipse

Potential Breakup Son - Aly and AJ

transparent soul - travis barker

My Love Will Never DSie - AG, Claire Wyndham

Happy Together - King Princess

Atomise - Temple

Darkside - Oshins

Someone to Watch Over Me - Lucifer Cast

This is Ours - Peter Sivo

Love and War - Fleurie

Take Me To Church - MILCK

Devil I Know - Allie X

East of Eden - Zella Day

Shadow Preachers - Zella Day

Losing My Religion - BELLSAINT

Hard to Kill - Beth Crowley

Dark Side - Blind Channel

Tanz Mit Mir - Faun

My Jolly Sailor Bold - Ashley Serena

Stuttering - Fefe Dobson

August

Monsters and Fairies - Savannah

Chosen - SVRCINA

IAN HA 3BYK - GO A

Freya - Verdandi

Sick on Seventh Strett - Sarah and the Safe Word

Tarah - Sae Sae Norris

Suspicion - Sherwood Roberts

Fjorgyn - Osi and the Jupiter

Fight to Make It Up - Takenobu

The Edge of Dawn - Rozen

Innocence - Cannon Diviision

A Stray Child - .Hack//Sign

The Kiss - Luigi Rubino

Any Kind of Dead Person - Ghost Quartet

The Great Unknown - Dominique Gilbert

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Saint Mesa

over the rainbow - misterwives

Fireflies - Cullen Vance

My mother Told Me - Nati Dreddd

Athetosis - Crywolf

Major Tom - Shiny Toy Guns

Novacaine - 10 Years

Right Here Right Now - Jesus Jones

NDA - Billie Eilish

Trouble’s Coming - Royal Blood

Completing the Circle - Gareth Coker

There’ll Always Be Another Monster - Brian D’Oliveira

POSTED FIC

May

take my hand and i'll drown you with me | Star Wars | Rey & Ben Solo | 2,157 words | “You brought this upon yourself,” the creature told her, its voice serene.

June

keeping me restless and whole | Loki | Loki/Mobius | 1,584 words | Mobius was very young when he encountered his first Loki.

July

feed me lies until i'm dead | Loki | Thor/Loki | 3,476 words | “Don’t you think we should talk about it?” Thor asks.

the ghost of us can linger here | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 4,432 words | “So, how do you crazy kids want to do this?” Mobius asks them in a stage whisper, mouth twitching. At her back, Loki laughs, burying the sound against the curve of her neck.

there's a whisper in my bones | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 2,794 words | “All right,” she says. “Fine. Let’s make things more interesting. Take off your clothes.”

east of eden | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 2,202 words | “How long have you been fucking him?” Mobius asks, stroking his fingers against the place where leather meets skin.

Triptych in C Minor | Loki | Loki/Mobius/Sylvie | 1,647 words | Pt 1 | There is a house at the end of time, past the last storm, pushed up against the very edge of the unknown. It is a castle, a manor, a fortress - all depending on who inhabits it. But one thing that it never is, is a home.

August

N/A

WIPS | UNPUBLISHED | ORIGINAL

May

2k of Reylo mermay fic

June

N/A

July

1k+ of Xue Yang being a slut for Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen

300 words of vampire Song Lan

7k of Green Knight AU

August

10k of Green Knight AU

1.5k of hair dye shenanigans

FANMIXES/GRAPHICS

May

yearning: a playlist for the heart

June

the chosen and the beautiful: a mix for jordan baker

July

kings & queens of the ruckus: a mix for loki and sylvie

August

N/A

#heather says what #heather writes #scrapbook #2021

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