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AUgust Day 1- Sightless
Steve's ears are ringing. No, not just his ears, his whole head is ringing, drowning out the noise around him. He shakes his head but that just makes it worse, and now there's a throbbing in his head beating in time with each pulse.
Just under the throbbing he can feel pain but it's dulled. It feels like the sun shining on him and for the briefest moment he gets a pang of homesickness, for just a moment he remembers the heat of the Hawaiian sun as it beat down on him. Just as soon as the memory comes its gone and just as suddenly comes the full brunt of pain. He screams out against his will. The shock is wearing off now and with it the nice dulling sensation. The warmth he felt seconds ago is now a raging fire, consuming him.
Steve reaches up to his forehead trying to do anything to get rid of the pain. He's not on fire but his hands come away slick with blood. It runs down his hands as a feels around, trying to find where he's wounded but there's blood and pain everywhere and the more he touches his face the worse it gets.
He startles when hands grab him, tearing his hands away from his face and pushing them down and out of the way. Someone is yelling but Steve can't hear them over someone screaming. It's only after some time that he realizes the screaming is coming from him.
When he finally starts to calm himself down he hears the voice still talking to him and zeroes in on it. After a second he realizes that it's Trevor, the teams medic.
"Lieutenant, Steve, can you hear me?" Trevor asks. His voice is firm and calm, it's a voice Steve has heard him use many times as he's patched up other members of their unit. Steve finds himself drawn to it, the even tone calming his breathing.
"I can hear you," he finally rasps out. He's not sure if his voice is raw from the accident or screaming or both but he barely manages to force the words out.
"That's good Steve," Trevor says, still using that even tone. Now that he has something new to focus on Steve can feel him wrapping his head in gauze, the pressure of the compacts helping with some of the pain in his head. "Can you tell me what hurts?"
"Everything. My whole head. What happened?"
Trevor hums and finishes wrapping his head. Steve is pretty sure half his head is covered with bandages, including both of his eyes, and he can feel the fuzziness of painkillers creeping in around the edges of his consciousness. "The convoy was hit by an IED, Lieutenant. Your rig took the full brunt of it."
"Everyone else?"
"The truck flipped, Simmons and Wainwright have some broken bones but they'll be fine. You took the worst of it.
"How bad?" He's almost afraid to ask but he has to know.
"Glass shrapnel to your whole face." As soon as he finishes speaking Steve can hear the far away thumping of helicopter blades. "Looks like your ride is here."
He's trying to sound upbeat but Steve can hear the underling worry starting to seep through his voice. "How bad is it?" He asks again.
There's a long pause before Trevor finally responds with "It's bad."
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"Steven!" His father calls up the stairs to him and he winces, knowing what's coming next, "Did you track sand all through the house!"
It's a rhetorical question so Steve doesn't even bother to try and answer before his dad continues, yelling at him about how they are having company in less than an hour and he had the house all clean and now he has to clean it again.
"I'll take care of it in a second," he calls downstairs when his dad has finished. There's no response so Steve continues to the bathroom to take his shower.
Twenty minutes later he's downstairs, dressed for company and trying to find the broom.
"I cleaned it up already." His dad says from behind him and Steve sighs.
"I said I would do it."
"I know but," his dad doesn't say anything more but Steve can fill in the blank.
But it's faster for him. But he doesn't want to inconvenience Steve. But it's easier for him to clean it when Steve can't even see the mess he's made.
"Dad, I'm blind, not an invalid." He snaps. He knows his dad means well, but constantly getting picked up after just makes him feel like a child.
The doorbell rings, cutting off any response his dad might have had. He sighs, knowing the conversation won't be continued, and listens as his dad moves to the door to answer it. They're having dinner with his dads new partner, some mainland transplant and his family and Steve is less than enthused about it.
As soon as his dad answers the door Steve's quiet world is filled with a barrage of sound. His dad's partner starts talking immediately, complaining about everything from the afternoon traffic to the sand. In the lulls of the complaints Steve can hear the sounds of small feet walking around the living room. His dad had mentioned that his new partner had a child, a daughter he thinks. Now he wishes that he had paid better attention when his dad was talking about them, he can't even remember his partners name.
Steve takes a breath, savoring his last seconds of alone time in the hall before he goes to go greet their guests.
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Danny- that's his dad's partners name, Danny Williams- is not what Steve expected. Not that he really had any expectations but if he did, they never would have come close to what Danny is. He's loud, and he takes up so much space, he's constantly reaching out to touch Steve. It was surprising to him at first, the constant little grazes from Danny's hand, but now he expects them. If he's honest with himself he might say that he even likes Danny's little touches.
Most of all though Danny is warm. Every time he talks, every time he touches Steve, he feels that warmth settle over him like a blanket. It's nice. And he's not afraid to say, at least in his own head, that wants more of it.
Grace is amazing too. They've met three times now and every time she has regaled him with things she learned in school, things she did with her mom and Step Stan, or old stories of things they used to do in New Jersey. He is absolutely wrapped around her little finger.
"She calls you her Uncle Steve," Danny says one afternoon. They're out behind his father's house, relaxing after another cook out. His dad has taken Grace down to the waters edge to look for shells, leaving him and Danny alone back at the table.
"Really?" He doesn't even try to stop his smile. It's only been a little over a month since they met and he's been elevated to uncle status. He feels honored.
"Yeah, she loves coming over here. We both do."
Steve tamps down the little flutter in his heart when he hears that. So maybe there are other things that he likes about Danny than his warmth. And maybe there are other places that he imagines Danny touches him other than his arms. But those are thoughts better left for when he's alone.
"Well we like having you both here." He wonders if Danny can hear the unsaid words. That Steve loves having them there. Not for the first time he wishes that he could see Danny, to see the emotions play across his face. To see if Danny looks at him the same way that he's sure he looks at Danny.
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"I have to go into the office," his dad says, coming into the dining room where he and Danny are finishing their dessert, waiting for his return. It's just the three of them tonight, thanks to Rachel and Step Stan taking Grace on a trip to Denver for Stan's job.
"Anything I need to do?" Danny asks. His chair scrapes against the floor and Steve imagines it's because he's stood up, ready to get back to work.
"No, no," his dad protests, "just some paperwork I forgot to sign to close the Kekoa case. You stay here and finish dinner with Steve."
His dad has a tone as he encourages Danny to stay but he doesn't think much of it. It is odd however that he forgot to sign some paperwork. He doesn't think he can remember any other time his dad got called back into the office to sign anything. He doesn't question it though, not if it means getting to spend some time alone with Danny.
"Are you sure?" Danny asks but they can all hear in his tone that he's only asking because he's supposed to.
"I'm sure," his dad says, "I might be a while so don't wait up."
"Okay," Steve says, waving in the direction of his dad's voice. Seconds later he hears the door open and close and then he and Danny are alone.
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It's the first time that he and Danny have been by themselves since they met and Steve feels a jolt of nerves at the idea. He doesn't know what to say now that it's just the two of them so he shoves a fork full of the cake in his mouth to pass time until he thinks of something.
"I think this is my fault," Danny says, breaking the silence for him.
"How is my dad forgetting to sign paperwork your fault?" He asks, genuinely confused.
"I don't think there is paperwork. I think he just wanted to give us some alone time."
Steve freezes. His dad wanted to give them alone time? Why? Did his dad know about his feeling for Danny? He's been trying for months to keep his feelings hidden.
"I may have asked your dad if you were seeing anyone." Danny continues before Steve can spiral too much and now he's frozen for a whole new reason.
"You wanted to know if I was seeing anyone? Why?" He asks, his pulse racing. He wonders if Danny can hear his heart beating. It sounds like a drum beat to his own ears, counting time until Danny answers him.
"I wanted to know if there might be any chance for me to ask you out." Danny says it so non chalantly that Steve almost misses the vibration of his leg shaking under the table. It settles something in him, knowing that Danny is just as nervous as he is.
"I'm not… and there is." He says and the vibration from Danny's leg stops.
"So next Friday?"
"I'm available," he says maybe a little too fast.
"Okay. Great," Danny breathes, Steve can hear the joy and relief in his voice. A second later he hears Danny's chair push back and him step around the table. Steve can sense Danny come to a stop just in front of him. And turns his body so that they're face to face. "Can I?"
Steve doesn't know what Danny is asking for but he nods his consent anyway. A second later he feels Danny's hand on his shoulder, the heat from him scorching him through his shirt. Steve's heart races as Danny's hand runs higher, moving up his neck until his fingers can curl in Steve hair. Steve pushes his head into it but Danny moves his head, tilting his chin upward.
"Can I kiss you?" He can feel Danny's breath as he speaks and knows that he must be just inches away. Steve is already moving as he says "Yes," and crashes their lips together.
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I don't really know where I was going with this. There was more I wanted to add but it would have taken too long and I wanted to keep this a quick prompt. It's also the first time I've written anything in well over a year and I'm rusty. Anyway, let me know what you think?
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hi witches! do you have any david/patrick works that has either one of them as a shapeshifter of any form? thank you!
Hello! And yes, we do!
be known in it's aching - @streetlampsunset
better not let him in - @dinnfameron
Disappear Into The Sun - @streetlampsunset
Hiss From a Rose - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)
hold me, carry me slowly, my sunlight - @streetlampsunset
Magical Missteps and Lycanthropic Liaisons - @redwineandqueer
The Ocean Is Calling and I Must Go - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)
Take my Heart, Make it Strong - @erandri
What's New Pussycat? - @agoodpersonrose
Wolf in Progress - @codswalloping
You Had Me At Meow - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)
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Just read an amazing McDanno fic that i have to recommend everyone go read.
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Tagged by @banashee to make a list of five famous crushes and then tag a few people- thank you very much!
Alright just the first five that come to my mind, or this list would be endless:
- Ngô Thanh Vân
- Michelle Yeoh
- Charlize Theron
- Sonequa Martin-Green
- Lucy Lawless
Tagging, if you want to do it, @spookyvoidangelskeleton @toboldlynerd @erandri @thidwicktails @mxsiriusblack @kurashira13 @prose-n-scripts @thirst-teenth @dauntlessdiva @sapphoshands
feel if you want to also feel tagged in the other tagging memes I just did!
#tagging meme#tagged#banashee#mutuals#not f#personal#crush#crushes#personal 2020#wlw#answered#mine#x#nov'20#28.11.20#29.11.20#spookyvoidangelskeleton#toboldlynerd#erandri#thidwicktails#mxsiriusblack#kurashira13#alessandramortt#thirst-teenth#prose-n-script
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Last line Tag
I was tagged by @erandri to post the last line of my wip!
He got [the pocket knife] open and then put it back in his left hand, using it to cut away the trapped part of his sleeve.
Workin’ on my original fic, oh yeah...
I’ll tag anyone who wants to play!
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7 and 33 for the handwriting ask?
Thanks for asking!!!
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hi, i was just curious, i know that david and patrick do not want to have kids, but i was wondering if there are fics out there anyway where they do? or maybe just fics of them babysitting roland jr. or something? thank you!
there are def a bunch
here are some with other people’s kids (babysitting, being uncles, etc.)...
Mini-Button by TuppingLiberty
Married Without Children series by MoreHuman
Feat of Engineering by Distractivate
Past the Stars on Silver Wings by fishyspots
Babysitting (orphaned work)
Rock Me Baby by GossamarGus
Pottery by sloganeer (and a few other pieces of this series, too)
this is not a temporary love by enablelove
take your joy in me by chthonicheart
stars & boulevards series by singsongsung (specifically from part 2 onward)
Ray’s Little Angels by JustWaiting23
Wild and Free by Hollandzeis
let me hold your crown, babe series by earnmysong
Moira’s Roses’ by Streetlamp_Sunset
ma chérie series by yellowpygmypuffs
. . .
and here are some about either/both of them having their own...
The number one rule by cromarty
nobody gets left behind. by falconeggs
friends & family discount by etben
Six Pounds, Ten Ounces by Erandri
Hold On Tightly by TayTay4936
baby steps by blueink3
World of Dreams by MadAlien
They Didn’t Have You Where I Come From by HolmesApothecary
Take it From Your Heart, Put it in Your Hand by thewayulook2night
I Hope You Know Somebody Loves You by lucianowriter
i’ve been watching you by nerdytardis
joy so pure by beanierose
Cashmere by betterlate
Unconditional by klainewarblers
It Takes a Village by DisgruntledPelican
The Fundamental Things Apply by princesstigerlily
Never Grow Up by lucianowriter
Last Dance by bluejay_unit
A (hypothetical) tiny version of your favourite person by paleredheadinascifi
Start of Something Good by khughes830
Denim and Rosebuds by Streetlamp_Sunset
Princess of Schitt’s Creek series by GingerAnn
A Bushel of Roses series by metalshootingstar
David and Patrick: Disaster Dads series by davidpatricks, deathbysandblk, imbrokelyn99, lucianowriter, and maybesandsomedays
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Hi guys, I‘m the one whos addressing this: In the discord H50 writer’s club is the new member stormchaserchick32. It’s Becca and she bullied over a long time a lot of fans in the H50 fandom. She’s a nightmare and I‘ve had my fair share of her bullying myself. I‘ve blocked her for a long time already. She changes her URL very often. She’s known as alexoloughlinlover and many more. Just to inform you in case the heat rises in this safe space created by the awesome @pterawaters. To the co-mods of this server or all the people who work hard to get it rolling. Just look out. @erandri @tweeder @piratekelly Thanks.
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AUgust Day 2- Immortals
This is my first OMITB fic(let)! I may end up continuing this one, I've been floating around the idea of a fic like this for a while so we'll see.
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Theo stares out his window, looking down at the sidewalk in front of the Ardonia and watching the people pass by, not noticing the looming apartment building they pass by. Some of the people are familiar, they pass by the building every day on their way to their jobs or their homes. Sometimes Theo will imagine lives, give them names and families, just to give him something to fill his days.
He doesn't know exactly how long he's been trapped in the Arconia, how long they've all been trapped. Sometime after the first decade he stopped counting the days. Bunny would probably know. Bunny always knows what's happening in the building, but Bunny hasn't talked to him in at least five years, he doesn't even remember why. Maybe they just got bored with talking to each other.
Outside the window the first snowflakes of the year start to fall, a couple land on his window and melt forming little droplets of water that trickle down the window pane. He sighs, wondering if he should move from his seat and figure out what else to do with his day when something catches his eye. No, not something. Someone.
She stands at the gate of the Arconia, her bright orange jacket like a beacon amidst the blacks and grays of the other New Yorkers walking around her. She has a big bag slung over her shoulder and she pushes her hair behind her ear from where the wind has blown it in front of her face. She's beautiful is his first thought. His second, far more surprised thought, is she's coming inside.
If the Arconia had been a normal building this wouldn't have been surprising at all. People go in and out if buildings all the time for all manner of reasons. But the Arconia is not a normal building and no one has opened the wrought iron gates to the courtyard in decades. No one until this woman.
Theo is on his feet before his mind registers what his body is doing. He presses his face against the window trying to get a better look but the woman has already disappeared from his view. Downstairs is the only thought on his mind now. He needs to get downstairs as fast as he can.
His father waves to him from where he's sat in the living room, trying to get his attention, but Theo ignores him. He tears the door open and races to the elevator, pressing the call button a half dozen times. The light turns on for the second floor, then agonizingly slowly, the third. This is taking too long, he thinks. The door to the stairwell is next to him. He's on the sixth floor, he could run.
The door swings easily as he pushes against it, letting him into the empty stairwell. His feet land heavily on each step and he keeps a hand on the railing to stop himself from falling over as he rounds the corner. Fifth floor, fourth, third, second. Finally, the stairway opens up and he rounds the final turn into the buildings lobby and there, standing just in front of him with he bag on the floor is the woman in the orange jacket.
She must have heard him coming down the stairs because she's already looking for him when he comes to a stop on the last step. She waves to him and too late he looks to read her lips only catching the last couple of words.
"--- Mabel. — move —- building."
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Mabel. That's the woman in the orange jacket's name. Mabel Mora, and Theo knows three things about her.
1) Mabel is beautiful.
2) Theo is pretty sure he has a crush on her.
3) Mabel is the first person to go in or out of the Arconia in 98 years.
The building had a meeting the same night Mabel arrived, everyone crowding down into the lobby to talk about their new arrival. He couldn't follow most of what happened, too many people all talking over each other, but his father caught him up afterward, signing all of the important bits to him.
No one knows how Mabel was able to enter the building. Mabel says she received an invitation to redesign one of the apartments in the building, the one that she is currently living in, but that apartment was vacant even before the curse fell over the building. No one knows who could have sent her the letter and Mabel said that there was no name, just a company that no one had ever heard of.
No one knows what this means for the curse. So far everything has been business as usual. The cupboards stay full no matter how much they eat, their newspaper shows up on their doormat every morning same as always. None of them can get hurt and none of them can leave.
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Theo watches the light of the elevator signal its way down to his floor and waits for the doors to open for him. As soon as they open he starts to move, but stops short when he notices someone else in the elevator. No, not just someone. Mabel.
She waves to him with a smile and Theo's heart races. She has her hair up in a bun today and Theo takes a very keen interest in the couple of loose curse of hair that have fallen out to brush against her shoulders. He's so struck by her in fact that the elevator doors start to close on him.
He and Mabel both shoot a hand out to stop the doors, their hands just missing each other. Rather than embarrass himself anymore he steps on to the elevator with a polite nod to Mabel and plans to stare at the elevator buttons until they reach the lobby. No sooner have the doors closed again than he feels a tap on his shoulder.
When he looks he sees that Mabel has turned to face him and then slowly, haltingly, she signs.
Hello T-H-E-O.
You sign? He asks in shock. He was sure that she didn't know any sign the couple of times they've run into each other since she arrived.
I'm L-E-A-R-N-I-N-G.
Mabel smiles at him and Theo is pretty sure his heart is going to beat out of his chest.
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There are three things that Theo knows about Mabel Mora.
1) Mabel is the first person to go in or out of the Arconia in 98 years.
2) Mabel is beautiful, and smart, and kind, and funny.
3) Theo definitely has a crush on her.
#erandri writes things#au august#only murders in the building#omitb#omitb fanfic#theobel#one hour prompt
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Like a Hum Under My Skin
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NQ8s4j
by Erandri
Danny has a superpower. It’s not something that he likes advertised, in fact, he’s gone to great lengths to make sure that only a select few people know about his ability. To date that list includes his parents, his siblings, and Grace. It’s not easy to tell someone ‘oh hey, by the way, sometimes I happen to turn invisible’.
Words: 2250, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 24 of 365 Days of McDanno
Fandoms: Hawaii Five-0 (2010)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Steve McGarrett, Danny "Danno" Williams, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua
Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Originally Posted on Tumblr, Prompt Fic
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NQ8s4j
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Tagged to do this piccrew by @banashee, thank you very much!
Tagging @erandri, @thidwicktails @miss-nixy @justqueeerious @lesbian-sarek @onaperduamedee @thegalaxyonherlips, @andromachesimp
100% lost track of who I already did or didn't tag lately, sorry if I'm either spamming you or missed you again... as always, say I tagged you if you want to do it either way!
#tagged#piccrew#getting this one to look even remotely like me was... impossible#tagging meme#mutuals#banashee#answered#mine#feb'21#01.02.21#02.02.21#erandri#thegalaxyonherlips
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Wednesday for the writer ask?
wednesday: name a fic which you have posted which you think is underrated?
Thanks for the ask!
I’m really proud of Ephemeral, but I feel like it kind of got overshadowed by other works.
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i was tagged by @erandri, thanks!
Rules: Post the first lines of your last ten fics and then tag others to do the same.
this’ll be in order of newest to oldest (if not listed the pairing is david/patrick)
morning run, morning fun
After his first cup of coffee was when he noticed it.
it’s fashion, baby!
Patrick turned to look at David, “Okay so it’s about five minutes before we’re set to start and it looks like we have a good turnout.”
moving in and moving on
While he might have been upset that he wouldn’t be moving in with Patrick he had to admit that the space seemed to suit him.
light touch
Patrick liked date nights.
double date (Stevie/Rachel)
“I can’t wait to see you in a week.”
and by tomorrow i’ll be on my way
When I was younger I wasn’t a fan of fall.
stars shining bright above you (Stevie & David)
David stared up at the sky full of stars.
can i be close to you?
Patrick watched as David came out of the bathroom.
i try to capture every minute (Patrick & His Parents)
Patrick smiled as he shut the door behind David and Stevie.
getting close to you (Stevie/Alexis)
Stevie looked out into the room.
y’all if we are just looking at first sentences i’m surprised that anyone read past them.
anywhoo i’ll tag @fraudulentzodiac, @thedidipickles, @language-of-love, @banesapothecary, and anyone else who wants to do this!
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I’ve been struggling with vertigo (yes, still) and 911 week also took a lot out of me (though I’m really happy I did it), so I’ve struggled to participate in Tumblr games. If I do them each separately, I’ll probably flood people’s dashes, which I don’t wanna do. I figured I’d try and do a round up post instead. But if I missed a meme/a tag (Tumblr’s been awful since the update), please let me know!
Thank you so much, @adamngoodbuck, @lieselfh, @angelcamaelgifs, @backofftubby, @buckleyevan, @blaineandsamevanderson, @theseventeenstairs, @missjmelville, @rooftopprendezvous, @diazbuckleysworld and @himbo-buckley for the sweet ‘12 nicest people’ ask you sent me. I wanted to do individual thank you’s, ‘coz you all mean so much to me in different ways and you all made me so happy with this, I’m just not up to doing it right now... but know that I am showering you all with love! xoxox
A gazillion years ago I was tagged by - if I'm not mistaken - @himbo-buckley, @bicepsie, @adamngoodbuck and @hearteyesforbuck to do a picrew of myself and here's what I got. I tried to be as accurate as I could but it's still way cuter than I am. Apologies! Real pictures will follow under the cut to avoid false advertisement!
(this isn’t accurate ‘coz my curls are smaller, my eyes ARE green but also have a small circle of gold around the pupil, I couldn’t find my eyeglasses style, etc.)
Also, last line meme (thank you to @adamngoodbuck and @novemberhush for the tag):
Whoever caught him mid fall is lifting his head up, so he must be looking in the right direction, but there’s a wavy motion to everything that doesn’t allow him to focus on the man’s face.
@inawickedlittletown, that mutuals love post you tagged me in was SO cute and just as it would suggest, the feeling’s mutual, I’m forever cheering you on and sending lots of love to you too! xoxox
@missjmelville, I’m still not over that beautiful post you made for me to wake up to! You’re such a darling! xoxox
@marcia-elena tagged me to do an either or meme, I couldn’t focus enough to do all the paragraphs, but here’s one:
wind or rain // closed curtains or open window // bumblebees or butterflies // banana bread or cheesecake // tulips or roses // lemon & honey or apple & cinnamon // hillside cottage or city apartment // warm or cool // book or video game // organized bullet journal or cluttered sketchbook (*sighs* I would like it to be the other option, but lbr) // smoothie or milkshake // sunshine or moonlight // relaxing or productivity // holding hands or back hugs // sunset at the beach or stargazing in a field // poetry or prose // candle or diffuser // longing for the past or longing for the future // vocals or instrumentals // snowy mountain or rolling green hill // coffee or tea // stained glass windows or archways // angels or fairies // tumblr or twitter // gold or silver
@adamngoodbuck and @siflovesbuddie tagged me to make a moodboard that represents me, so here we go:
Pics and tags under the ‘keep reading’ cut.
I’ll make up for the inaccurate picrew with two pics of me dressed up for the last wedding I attended (first one is so you can see how wonderfully glittery the dress is). Thank you to the amazing human that is @missjmelville for encouraging me not to be scared to share.
Okay, I’m tagging to do any or all of these memes the following people that I appreciate so much, but if you see this and you wanna do it, you’re tagged too!
@bicepsie @missjmelville @nilshki @meisterdani @adamngoodbuck @tkandbuck @tygerblaze @diazbuckleysworld @judsonryder @bvckleydiaz @toughpaperround @riarklus @violin815 @justsmilestuffhappens @chimbuckleys @buckleyevan @novemberhush @plsstopyelling @118firefam @himbo-buckley@angelcamaelgifs @backofftubby @caroandcats @stilesgivesmefeels @theseventeenstairs @kom-wanheda @knightlywonders @daughter-of-infinity @idealuk @enemyanemonee @thesunshinehoneyus @lamalefix @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme @will-byers-protection-agency @flowersmoonlight @the-family-we-choose-118 @marcia-elena @inawickedlittletown @buddie119 @planetalia @oliverstarklover @kajamitt @woodchoc-magnum @m3dialuna @just-a-dumb-blonde @siflovesbuddie @leeloodmpwrites @tabbytabbytabby @erandri @eddiediaz @mysepticheartfan1 @mikereads @comablog2 @trulykiira @jeffsy75@bessie2005 @imonlyaliveforbuddie @meloingly @fyeahhipsterdoctor @livingwherethesidewalkends @aquietuniverse @eldesvandehistoriasperdidas @stilesisderekslittlespoon @syllie1992-blog @captainstennerstar @saras-almanac @wisiaden @dazzamre @livlyf247 @halinski
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do you have more david x patrick 5 + 1 fic recs?? thanks!!
sure! here are a few 5+1s...
you and I made a pact by cromarty
nothing safe is worth the drive by wardo_wedidit
Fondest, Dearest to me by odofidi
there is no design by the_hodag
So Grand at the Game by nameless_bliss
I’ll take you as you are by enablelove
I Was Counting My Steps by bythelightofthenight
A Case of You by DoubleL27
like the holding of hands, like the breaking of glass by wardo_wedidit
More than words is all you have to do to make it real by yourbuttervoicedbeau
On My Way by Distractivate
All the Ways It Was Meant to Be by hollybibble
You gotta let me read just a page of you baby by cromarty
Inside Scoop by swat117
Five Times Ronnie Was a Friend to David and One Time She Was a Friend to Patrick by unfolded73
Learn As You Go by Januarium
let me be the light upon the lake by wardo_wedidit
wine colored roses by HolmesApothecary
All the Things I Wasn’t by houdini74
Like Coming Home by Erandri
Five Times Patrick Hiked (and the one time David joined him) by destroyerofhearts
If/Then by ishandahalf
i’ll try to sleep, but just lie here awake by hullomoon
no matter what the storybooks say by wardo_wedidit
Five times Ray took David and Patrick househunting (plus one time they moved in) by sloganeer
and i’ve got a 5+1 of my own if you’re interested, waited so long to say this to you
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