#fairwell my love

[caterpillarinacave]

“Do you play? Chess, I mean.”

“Oh. Yes.” She replied feeling rather dumb.

He had a lovely face. Equally as lovely eyes. They were perfectly hazel; the inner ring of his irises starting out a pleasant bright umber sort of color, turning darker as it spread out, deep, and rich bringing to mind chestnuts, chocolate, and the bark on an old oak tree. Spots of gold and flecks of green seemed to litter the brown indiscriminately.

A triangle of gold in his left eye caught Charlottes attention. It was the exact gold of fresh honey- so sweet and warm she would have been content to stare forever, though even in that moment her eyes trailed downwards, wandering over his pale skin.

It seemed every inch of his face had some smattering of freckles- darker along his jaw, over his nose and across his cheeks- paling to only just visible where they ran down his neck, then darkening again when they reached his collarbone, disappearing beneath his shirt.

She wished she could count them, memorize them along with the colors in his eyes. She wished she could slip a hand under his shirt, pull it away, run her hands over every hidden freckle and pour over him the way an astronomer poured over the stars, and a cartographer poured over the rivers that carved the land. She wanted him to hold her, run his long fingers along her sides, over her hips and up her ribs, then a little farther up, cling to his shoulders and stay with him until she knew every inch of his skin like she knew the back of her own hands and and he knew her just as well-

“Charlotte?”

His voice snapped her out of her daze, bringing her back to reality- where Henry was looking at her expectantly, if not somewhat nervously. Clearly, he'd asked her a question.

“Beg pardon” She asked hastily, feeling herself flush with embarrassment “What did you say?

“I just-” Henry turned equally as red, but gestured at the chess board  “Would you care for a match?”

“Ah” Charlotte could still feel some heat sticking to her cheeks, but couldn't help but feel her chest warm at the proposal “Yes.”

- Snippet from a pre-TID Henry and Charlotte Fic

#Lord help her she wants that man in her bed #Anyway I love them #tid #tlh #Tsc #henry fairchild #charlotte fairchild #charlotte branwell #henry branwell #My writing #fairwell #straight from the cave (og content)

[errorpedia]

Percival Fairwell (Farewell, Fairwell)

DO NOT Repost, Use or Steal, I am not above murder.

#error.oc #error.png #error.txt #open commissions #Farewell Fairwell #Farewell Fairwell: Percival Fairwell #original character #werewolf oc #art #werewolf #gay #queer #ocs #errorpedia #uh yeah ask about these sillies receive my love and affection 4 ever

[namchyoon]

im looking for random running man eps to watch, why is henry cavill on here?? omg. do u have any fav eps? i would love to watch them all but i dont think i can 💀

oh my fave eps is such a long list 😭 my go-to method of watching eps is usually just finding all my favorite actors / idols and watching their episodes but at one point in late 2021 i started watching it every week so 😭 i do enjoy the punishment eps a lot ngl and every time they call sang yeob to join them randomly 💀 i'll edit this post with recs or if you send in another ask, i'll collect a few of my faces and recommend those?

#ask #Anonymous #(also early 2021 did indeed mean i watched the long kwangsoo fairwell and sobbed a lot. bc it aligned w me leaving home for masters too.) #OOH NOW THAT I THINK OF IT i love all the eps w jessi! definitely my favorite guest! so maybe start w those?

[writingoddess1125]

Cold you do a fluffy buggy with fem reader? Like just domestic stuff?

I gotcha! Thank you for the request!

Buggy×Reader!Wife

Fluff with like 1/4 teaspoon of Buggy being injured to help the fluff.

My Anchor ⚓️

"Goodnight Captian!" The crew hollered at Buggy, the sound of laughing and the crew drinking sounding behind him. He gave a laugh and bid them all fairwell with his usual flashy ways, Walking below the main deck. His face falling from the fake smile to a more exhausted expression, the day finally settling over him and the eyes of his crew away for the time being.

Silently walking into his room and closing the door behind him. His eyes staying on the floor as he leaned against the door, finally able to breath. Buggy only looked up at hearing you getting up from your favorite chair and walking towards him. Your book forgotten on the little table he stole for you as your face was painted with worry.

You, his beautiful wife. The only one who knew the real man underneath that makeup, who loves him for who he was- flaws and all. The women who made him feel alive again.

"Do you want to talk about it?" You asked, always wanting to leave options for your husband. Some days he wanted to talk your ear off, whining and throwing a temper tantrum. However today was not one of those days- he met your gaze and shook his head 'no' you knew it must have been a really really long day for him to be this detached and silent. You knew his mental struggles, his need to be the best and how it weighed on him- his hatred for himself that ge cloaked with false confidence and a hot air ego that only burned him time and time again.

"I've got you" You whispered softly, running your hands up and down his arms, Feeling the muscles relax under your fingertips. Carefully helping him out of his coat and leading him to the bed to sit down.

He sat down on the edge of the bed obediently, letting you take full control. Stepping away for only a second you grabbed a warm rag and began to wipe the makeup from his face mindful of the bumps and bruises that decorated his face. Dipping the rag back in warm water as the white, blue and red grease paint melted from his face.

The bags under his eyes being revealed as you carefully wiped away the mask he wore. Buggy watercolor eyes looked at your face, the exhaustion bleeding through his longing gaze. It was only in these moments did he let himself be vulnerable, only infront of you.. You were his anchor and the thing that kept him from floating away to a see of hatred and loneliness. Once you finished in removing the makeup you placed a series of soft kisses over his face and set to work to getting your dear husband ready to rest.

Buggy closed his eyes as he felt you take off his hat, Leaning his head Carefully against your chest and placing his hands on your hips. Your hands taking care to undo the bandana and set it to the side, Taking out the pins that held his hair up as waves of blue flowed down his form. Buggy grumbled a gentle moan as you started to run your fingers through his scalp, massaging away the stress of the day. This was always his favorite part and you made sure to give time and attention to it- taking care to detangle his hair with your fingers and massage his scalp, drawing out gentle whimpers and moans from him.

After a while you pulled away, going to grab his favorite pajama bottoms, you were careful to pull the boots from his feet and set them aside. You where ready to help him undress gently starting to undo the buttons on his vest, and taking off his dirty shirt. You had to hold back a gasp at seeing the bruises that decorated his torso, your fingers freezing at the sight as you stare. Your heart aching for Buggy who just reached a hand up to cup your cheek.

"I'm okay, It will heal"

He said softly, Pulling you closer with a gentle kiss to your lips. Both to sooth you and reassure himself. He would heal- He always did. You returned the kiss, running your fingers through his hair again as you savored his touch and taste.

It wasn't till both your guys lungs screamed for air did you two pull away from each other. Finishing getting ready to the night as Buggy slipped on his pajama bottoms and you putting away his discarded clothes to be dealt with tomorrow. Buggy climbing into the large bed first, pulling the stripped blankets up so you could join him. Climbing in after him as he quickly scooped you in his arms, sighing contently as he felt everything was alright again. Pulling you to his chest as he rested his head onto of yours.

"I love you (Y/N).. more then my words can ever express" He whispered, burying his face in your hair hand taking a heavy breath, Filling his lungs with you. His hands wrapping tighter around your form as he savored your warmth.

"I love you too Buggy"

You kiss his neck sweetly and rubbing invisible patterns on his skin as the two of you just held each other. The rocking of the ship lulling the two of you into dreams of each other.

#x reader #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader #op buggy #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #one piece imagine #one piece #one peice x reader #jeff ward #one piece live action

[1025flora]

hwang hyunjin developing a crush on you

genre fluff , humor , highschool au pairing hwang hyunjin x reader warnings not proofread , school mentioned 🤮🤮

you two met formally at a school dance

like he'd always known you existed, but you didn't have any classes together so you never talked

he saw you and your friends dancing and he couldn't help but stare

you two "accidentally" bumped into eachother (felix pushed him)

it sparked up conversation, and he hasn't stopped thinking about you since

"uh- yn!" you heard from behind as you walked out of class. you turned, "yea?" it was that pretty boy from your biology class... hyunjin you thought?

"can i get your number?" he looked at you. his black hair sat just right around his face, like a picture frame. you failed to respond for a moment, but he continued. "for- for the biology project, 'cause we're partners right?"

you thought for a moment, "oh! oh yeah, sorry, i totally spaced out." you laughed nervously. "yes, you can get my number!" hyunjin smiled, and the two exchanged phones to dial their own respective phone numbers.

you two bid eachother fairwell and went with your day. all hyunjin could do was think about you that week.

"you love her," felix decided, sitting on hyunjin's bed next to the boy. "what?!" hyunjin exclaimed, baffled by the idea. he had never been in love, but he didn't think that was what this was.

"it's so obvious, seriously," felix laughed, scrolling through hyunjin's texts with you on his phone that he had swiped from hyunjin earlier that day. "I mean, you started a majority of these conversations..." hyunjin rolled his eyes and snatched his phone back. "you've got a crush, jin." felix restated.

hyunjin went to school the next day nervous to even look at you. is that what felix was talking about??

he couldn't even think. he cursed the teacher for making those two partners because he can't even focus properly enough to get his share finished.

hyunjin is a hopeless romantic, everybody who knows him knows that half of it. but what they don't know is that he is embarassed by his own feelings. he's never been in love, but he has liked people, had people on his mind, had little crushes.

and every single time, he's embarassed. won't speak to said girl or even look at her, much less tell his stupid annoying friends.

he takes that back, he loves his friends.

"thank you so much for the help on this project, hyunjin. you're the best, seriously." you grinned up at the boy before giving him a soft hug.

hyunjin's whole body felt warmth spring from where your fingers hugged his clothes, and it spread from there to his heart.

hyunjin nervously returned the embrace after soaking in that feeling.

"we're gonna ace this," you looked up at him, with a reassuring smile.

"yeah, i bet we are."

a/n OUH i can't believe i finished that.... this was all basically for @miryofshampoo but like haha lol who like lol

#i typed miry instead of yn like 934523475 times #dividers by plutism #i kinda hate this but like #take it💀 #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #skz hyunjin #stray kids hyunjin #skz #stray kids #hyunjin x reader #skz x reader #hyunjin x yn #hyunjin x y/n #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #skz fic #skz fanfic #stray kids fic #stray kids fanfic #skz imagines #skz oneshot #hyunjin oneshot #hyunjin imagines #fanfic #fic #kpop #kpop bg #highschool au

[spkyspc]

drizzle

for once in my life, i finally asked him out. it's quite a ride really, we had our ups and downs but for once, its official. well, not yet at least, but a date is a start to it; that being a few minutes later so. all i could do as of now is just wait. he's always been a little shy in the brinks of our eyes meeting, but i hope today changes that thought of his - it just has to. a change in our ever-so-cycling routine of constant interactions, it's about time.

it's 8pm and drizzle began to drip down as the night sky shuts its starry gaze with a camouflaging haze. at that point, i was already near arriving the supposed place of where everything should unfold. its a pity really; i didn't bring an umbrella and what else a ruiner it is that an outfit meant to please the eye be ruined by smudges of small drops and stops.

as i stepped out of the cab i ordered; giving the payment for my ride, i felt this uneasy feeling of warmth and shiver - two sets of emotion polar opposite to eachother yet are intertwined at this moment on. expecting the light from the cafe shine onto the car instead blocked by a shadow. with instinct, i turn around to not be surprised by the gentleman who we offered dinner to.

i say so as i know it's one of his attempts to persuade, but let me remind you it isn't yet the main event

"can't stay wet yet, you know," he says. "save that thought for after-dinner at least". silence fills the room until he breaks into laughter while taking back his words into a joke.

i love that about him

we've been friends for quite some time, hearing stuff like this is normal - though an occasion as this? i can't help but think different of it

as we escort ourselves to the entrance of the cafe, we ask whether seats are available; no, says the receptionist. "wait, I thought you did the reservations," i say. "but you asked me out???," reply he.

as our eyes lock during a stressful exchange, a conclusion was set that a change of plans had to be made. we apologised immediately to the receptionist and bid our fairwell amidst the rain.

so, what now?

the rain is beginning to catch on into a more intense weather; leaving us two in the rain beneath a singular umbrella. drips, tacks and taps could be heard from the umbrella; the cold breeze finishes as the cherry on top, but what stops me from thinking of those struggles is just being beside him.

he's warm, so very warm. i could listen to his heavy breathing despite the loud shudders of the surroundings - you could say it's alarming. from this on, all i wanted to do was just get closer to him. feel all the more warmer, i want him to be my blanket or at least just a hug is enough.

i couldnt help but get lost in thought until he began to speak his mind - "you know, we should really find something to do before things get worse, maybe find cover or at least the nearest restaurant? it doesnt need to be fancy."

"you hungry?" i ask

"not really," he answered, then in a panic: "but let's not waste any more time, we gotta find someplace before it all goes away"

"right," i say. i take my phone out and start loo-

all of sudden, my hand was dragged - we're both running now. phone still being held; the umbrella was shut closed and whats left is just us two sprinting through the rain ontop of the city pavement.

he's laughing, and i can't help but chuckle a bit as well. his hand wrapped around my wrist, all i could focus of now is just the sight of him and me running through the streets. the city lights shunning our eyes uniformly as we pass through them one by one.

as we ran, i asked while out of breath "where are we going?"

"no idea!!!!" he replied with a burst of ecstasy.

editor's note: sooo uhhhh this is my first ever post and one shot, if there's anything that u guys think i should write or maybe if u wanna share ur thoughts, feel free to say anything! also, im a bit new to tumblr so pls do share on what i should do and most importantly, hope u enjoyed this one shot :D

#x reader #one shot #friends to lovers #rainyweather #date night #crush imagines #crush scenarios #boy crush #crush x reader #reader x crush #gender neutral reader #male crush

[codecicle]

Seeing all of my qsmp friends on here talk about the horrors of shipping on englishtwt is so funny to me. I haven't downloaded twitter and only have an account to vote on mcc polls. I don't have the app, I use the website alone and even then it's only to check what place insert creator here is on trending. My consumption of qsmp fanart and fan media is exclusively through tumblr and very niche corners of tik tok. Everyone I've talked to or interacted with are absolutely down for shipping the characters in a gay sex way because they're currently living on gay sex island and have gay sex on stream. The concept that any of what these creators are doing live could even possibly be "against their boundaries" is fuckin absurd to me. Vegeta and Foolish proudly introduce each other to the Brazilian creators as boyfriends. Quackity has canonically never met a woman before Jaiden. Speaking of which, there is one woman on the entire server and shes aro/ace both in game and in real life. Most of the eggs actively ship the creators together and ask for new polycules to form to give them new parents. All of the brazilian creators are in one polycule taking care of one egg. Slime asked "tiktok edit this" while he was having minecraft sex with Mariana. After they broke character and talked about their personal lives yesterday during the egg finale Mariana asked Charlie to break up with his girlfriend and marry him instead so he could get a green card. Then they fucked in Mariana's bed to another song as a fairwell before ending stream. They both admitted to loving the fanart they saw on twitter of them passionately making out and said it was their favorite part of the server. The only person who even mildly dislikes any of the shipping is Grace LMAO

#qsmp #i love watching the qsmp englishtwt side of the fandom go down in flames safely from the sidelines #its like that one john mulaney skit. #someone comes up to me and tells me that english twitter did something new. and its not always bad #just sometimes suprising and confusing #like englishtwt used the elevator?..... i didnt know they knew how to do that. #anyway get off of twitter its bad for you 👍 #also ive used twitter a little bit #but only to view the spanishtwt side of the qsmp so i could #1: practice spanish #and 2: read a fanfic twitter au that was written in spanish #but seriously fanart of the gay sex that canonically happened is totally fine. what the fuck is englishtwt on #i make yet anothet post just for me 👍

[larz-barz]

My angel

Milo and Tanjiro some how get separated during a mission.

Tanjiro found where Milo was only to see her be impaled through her stomach.

The burgendy haired slayer screamed her name.

Milo looked right at him as the demon threw her to the ground.

Tanjiro sliced the demon’s head off with ease then ran over to Milo’s body.

He carefully pulled her into his lap.

Tears streamed down their cheeks as they looked at each other.

Milo smiled up at Tanjiro, reaching up to stroke his cheek. “I’m sorry Tanji..” She said strain evident in her voice then started coughing.

“Nonono.. you’re gonna make it!! Just breathe for me!!” He said, tears falling onto Milo’s face.

Her chest slowing rapidly, she gave him one last smile.

“I love you..”

He kissed her forehead.

“I l-love you too..”

Milo stopped breathing.

Tanjiro realized this.

His eyes went void of happiness.

He screamed into the sky, tears flowing down his face.

They had a burial ceremony for Milo.

“Fairwell my angel..”

Tanjiro said, lneeling in front of his deceased girlfriend’s grave.

@muichirothehashira this is what i was talking about

#angst #almost started crying while writing this #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tanjiro #tanjiro kamado #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer tanjiro #milo’s strawberries #theyluvsmilo #tanjmilo #milo suzuki #dead milo #SODBDBCDNDJDJSNFN #😭😭😭

[hathousehappenings]

40. Welcome Back, Hatter!

Well, everyone… we’ve reached the episode.

This was the second (or third?) episode I watched when I got back into the show and boy can you tell! It's also silly, because for some reason I was under the impression that Hatter and Hare were an actual couple in the show, and in the attic scene there's a moment when the Hare is about to say something and he pauses and I swear I thought he was goin to confess his love for Hatter. it was only for a second, but I totally thought it.

Watching Hatter say goodbye to everyone really goes show how different his relationship is with everyone. I love how Rabbit straightens up Hatter’s bow. He knows Hatter can come across as a mess, but he still wants him to make a good impression. You don’t see Rabbit do stuff Ike that for anyone other than the Queen (because that his job) and Alice. Also having Caterpillar actually admit that he's going to miss Hatter is funny because I get the feeling that Caterpillar has very little patience for Hatter and Hare's antics.

This is also notable because it’s the 40th episode, believed to be the final one that was filmed at MGM/Hollywood studios in Orlando before moving to the CBS Radford studio in Los Angeles. This is also our fairwell to the Tweedle’s MC Hammer suits.

I've been rambling and I haven't even discussed the picture, lol. I felt a lot of pressure with this one because I know it's an important episode for all us HatterxHare shippers. I don't know if I succeeded or not, but I can say that I'm at least really happy with the expressions in this one. I'm going to be coming back to this episode at some point (I actually have a whole animatic planned out, I just need to get off my tookus and get it done), so keep your eyes open for that... eventually. ^^;

#adventures in wonderland #aiw #aiw1992 #wonderland watchthrough #welcome back hatter #hatter #hare #hatterxhare #my art #fanart

[00dawn00]

Tokoyami X shy! reader (part two)

(sorry for the misspellings i have fake nails on rn bc i had a wedding to go to)

as y/n woke up to they got a text from Tokoyami telling them he’s on his way. they tore out of bed so fast it would put Iida’s speed to shame.as they threw on their outfit and looked in the mirror they heard a knock at the door. “one minute!” they yelled as they ran into the bathroom to do their essentials then they grabbed their and bud their parents fairwell.

“Hey y/n” dark shadow yelled as they opened the door. “hey Dark Shadow, Hey Tokoyami” “ good morning y/n i hope you are doing well” “i am doing amazing! thanks for asking Toko”. the walk to school was quite as usual for two students who barely talk. then Dark Shadow broke the silence “so why does Mr. Aizawa sleep in a sleeping bag? is it because he gets cold? or does he sleep naked? cause Tokoyami sleeps in just hi-” just then an egg was thrown at all three of you from across the street. as you looked over you saw Monoma (idk how to spell his name) and his friends with a carton of eggs. you and Tokoyami didn’t waste another and sprinted to UA as fast as you could. as you both ran inside the gate of UA the eggs stopped but you two didn’t. you were soon yelled at by Tenya Iida the appointed “Hall Monitor” of class 1-a. “ WHAT IN TARNATIONS ARE TWO DOING RUNNING IN THE COURTYARD?” as Tokoyami explained the situation Iida soon walked into the 1-a class room door.

As you and Tokoyami laughed your buts off Dark Shadow started talking again “as i was saying- ooooo y/n” “yes Dark Shadow?” “me and Tokoyami were gonna go to an ice cream shop after school. Would you like to come?” you froze for a second or two asking yourself- like a date? as you shook your head at the thought you asked in a calm voice “l-like a date?” you asked blushing so hard, probably as red as Kirishima’s hair. “i-i mean if you would like it to be” Tokoyami stated blushing also. “i would love too” you stated before kissing his cheek and sprinting into class. Tokoyami stood there shocked that YOU had just KISSED HIM. he was shooken out of his thought by Iida yelling at him that he was going to be late if he didn’t hurry up. as he walked into class and sat he couldn’t help but stare at you waiting for the day to end so that he could FINALLY take you out…

HAHAHA CLIFF HANGER MFS-

i’m sorry for my language even though i don’t mean it and my friend is making me say this. i mean i do mean it

@archer-fb here’s your tag:)

#fumikage tokoyami #tokoyami x reader #bnha #mha

[sp00kymulderr]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

🤍🤍🤍🤍

Hi cutie pie. My notifs are being stupid so I didn’t know I had this!!! Here are some songs that I love, nothing specific just vibes.

Fairwell Wanderlust- The Amazing Devil

Security - Amyl and the Snifflers

Halloweenie III: Seven Days - Ashnikko

The Bright Ambassadors of Morning - Pure Reason Revolution

Suck - Queenadreena

#Liv 💜

[caterpillarinacave]

I love Charlotte and Henry and they're super underrated. And I would VERY MUCH like to hear the headcanons whirring about in your brain.

Oh well buckle up cause literally all I think about is head cannons. Like, you know how cells replace themselves every few years? Mine have replaced themselves with head cannons. *Sorry it took me a hot moment to answer this ask, I was busy howling into my pillow whenever I tried to articulate thoughts.*

First of all, they’re very cuddly. They basically sleep on top of each other (Charlotte hasn’t needed a pillow in decades). Henry cant sleep well without Charlotte in his arms and Charlotte can’t sleep well anywhere other than Henry’s arms so it works out. Plus, they both do that thing where they jerk awake like the world is ending and scare the shit out of each other, so sleeping in a hug that basically pins them both down saves some energy at 2am. Henry’s perpetually cold and sleeps under like, four blankets, so Charlotte just wears summer nightgowns all year and wraps herself around Henry like a koala.

Naturally there’s an angsty side to the incessant cuddling because that’s just the way I role.

Charlotte sleeps with her head on Henry’s chest so she can always feel him breathing because, by the angel, she remembers when he wasn’t. She sleeps with a hand on his pulse point because she wakes up in the middle of the night and she’s still half asleep they might as well be on the floor in that mountain and she might as well still be desperately swearing she didn’t imagine his heartbeat.

While on the topic of soul crushing feelings of guilt, y’all remember from Clockwork Angel that Henry was the one who told Mortmain what a Pyxis was? And he wanted Charlotte to tell the clave that and she wouldn’t because “they already treat him so badly”? Because I do. And so does Henry.

(I’ve got a whole WIP that I love very dearly about this head cannon and this chess game hehe) There’s one random old tutor who goes to the London institute once a month-ish, basically to hand out a few weeks of homework to any shadow hunters who don’t have their own tutors. Most shadow hunters who live in a more rural area show up a few times a year so the clave knows they’re alive and at least somewhat literate. Charlotte attends them every month since, you know, she lives there, but Henry lives somewhere around Yorkshire so he shows up every few months. The professor is kind of a dick ngl. He doesn’t help Charlotte with any school why would a woman need to be so well educated? “Go on find a husband and stop worrying you’re pretty little head” sort of shit. Henry drives him insane because he’s a) some random kid who’s smarter than him and b) didn’t use any of the professors materials to get that smart. Professor Douche is constantly trying to get him to be wrong about something, or at least flustered about something and he doesnt ever do either of those things, and even more aggravating he refuses to get upset. (He honestly just assumed the professor wasn’t that smart.)

Charlotte’s a really good student of course, but she’s having a shit time with some mathematics and the professor absolutely refuses to help her with it. Eventually she asks Henry if he wouldn’t mind helping her with it, which he’s happy to do (once he figures out that’s what shes actually asking lol.)

Charlotte is incredibly distracted the entire time by Henry’s freckles (and eyes. And hands. And the way his hair curls on the nape of his neck. And the spots of gold and green in his hazel eyes that flashed as bright as the sun when the light catches them. And-), but they get through it in an hour or two which leaves them alone in a deserted wing of the institute. They end up playing a game chess. Charlottes a decent player and thought since Henry had never showed any interest in chess it would be a probably be an evenly matched game. She didn’t know what hit her. He beat her in like, eight minutes, eighty percent of which were spent on the last two moves by Charlotte who, upon realizing she was fucked, spent five minutes staring at the board trying to figure out when he even started beating her. She was sitting there having a whole crisis, (she’d been distracted by a man who probably doesn’t like her, and certainly doesn’t think much of her now after a pathetic loss like that and now she’ll have to sit hear and wallow in failure-) just preparing for him to start that whole smug gloating thing men do when they win and Henry you know. Didn’t. He just put the pieces away and thanked her for the game, in that very genuine way, with the gloomy London evening light casting a depressing shadow across the room, a shadow that he stood out against all gentle, kind, bright and brimming with a sort of barely contained passion. If Charlotte had ever doubted that shadow hunters had come from straight angels then sitting there, looking at a boy stained in soot, who she loved more than anything else to walk the earth, she would never doubt it again.

(It wasn’t until after Henry won and noticed Charlotte hadn’t said anything in a while that he remember people don’t like losing. Honestly he was playing just to be around her and he would have thrown the game if he could conceptualize how to do that on the fly. They spent like five minutes in autistic silence waiting for the other to stand up and declare newfound hatred.)

In true British fashion the a modern tea bag would kill them both.

When they were both 13 or 14 Charlotte mentioned she was dreading winter because it’s so bleak and dark (and her mom had died a few winters before, though she didn’t drop that in casual conversation). Anyways, come winter Henry brought her a marigold preserved in something like resin. She kept it in her jewelry box for years and after they got married she found out he had literally dozens of them. Whenever he came across a particularly bright flower he preserved it and set it aside. He was never quite brave enough to give them to her pre-TID, but he now leaves them for her when she’s particularly sad or stressed. She keeps them all in a drawer- they fit together like little tiles, and still look as fresh as they would had they just been plucked from the ground.

Somewhat surprisingly Henry doesn’t really lose stuff, with the singular exception being his own medical equipment. He’s lost the leg braces he wears every single day of his life before. Charlotte’s not usually speechless but she wasn’t sure what to say to that one.

Henry gave Charlotte a watch with a hands and numbers that can glow the same way a modern day one would. It’s absolutely beautiful, durable and accurate, even if Henry set himself on fire at least four times making it. (They can say with confidence that that watch is fireproof)

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Honestly, I could go on and on, then on some more, but technically I’m supposed to be writing a paper on gut micro biomes that’s due tomorrow, so I figured I’d cut myself of. In conclusion, I love them dearly, they love each-other dearly, they deserve the world, all I can think about is them, and the world can pry them out of my cold dead hands.

#My rough drafts are a goldmine #I’ve got basically a full novel of Henry and Charlotte in the form of random chapters scattered around a google doc #The second to last one might have come about because Ive always had an affinity for losing medical equipment #Yes it’s normally attached to my body no I don’t know where it went #I love so much #the thoughts are suffocating #My brain replays “they believed right then that Shadowhunters came from angels” constantly #It’s one of the lines I made up and lives rent free in my head #I direct everyone to Qui Voltum Tolt Vultum Perdit on my AO3 which will eventually be full of henry and Charlotte #That fic is a very articulate example of some of my thoughts #The bit about the marigold I mentioned is just the surface btw it’s so much 💅deeper💅 #I didn’t even mention the snow scene on here (scene I made up. And only I know about) #Or the scars. Dhegvgfg the scar thing #One of my own WIPs that makes me cry because I need someone to love me that way #Also left out the pajama thing the baked good thing the boat thing the “teaching original London institute gang to swim” thing #The newspaper thing floor thing the triplets thing the Yorkshire thing the bathtub thing the tiny little children #The smell of air before a storm thing the lemon thing the piano thing the music thing ugh I could go on and on #Tid #thanks for the ask! #fairwell #…anyone got any good articles on the gut microbiome

[wolf-the-whumper]

Im dying.

Unfortunately I've contracted a deadly disease and will cocoon myself with blankets and say my fairwells to my cats...

Just know I love you all.

#I've got a bad head cold. #whump #whump writing #funny #whumpfics #whump tropes #gore #whump drabble #writing prompts #whumpee #whump community

[aspen-of-the-gentry]

hiiiiii so heres some angst involving one of my link chain members, his name is princess and ill be making a bunch of posts for the chain in a bit but. angst.

do not repost my art! reblogs are appreciated

[Image id: a five panel comic of midna's fairwell, the first panel is the entrance of arbiter's grounds, lined and colored in a messy way, the second panel is of a redesigned midna and link with midna kissing the top of link's head, the third panel is picturing the back of midna's head and a part of zelda, it is implied theyre kissing, the fourth panel is text saying "I love both of you so much, and" over a dark background, the fifth panel is a semi broken mirror of twilight, the cracks are glowing in white, around the mirror is text saying "I'm Sorry." end id]

#doodles :) #twilight princess #tp link #midna #tp zelda #midzel #idk i guess i should add it they are kissing its just nit obvious becaude kisses Hard #my chain #<- placeholder tag

[duskwoodgirl4life]

A Night To Remember - Pairing JakexMC

The Inn - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️ 18+

MC's Surprise For Jake - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️🌶️ 18+

Jake's Insecurities - Pairing JakexMC

The Fight - Pairing JakexMC

A Wild Ride - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ 18+

Loves Young Dream - Pairing MCxRichy 🌶️🌶️🌶️ 18+

Falling For You - Pairing JakexMC

Pine Glade Festival Fun While It Lasted - Pairing JakexMC

Maybe Just Maybe - Pairing JakexMC

I Don't Want Anyone Else - Pairing JakexMC

First Time Meeting - Pairing JakexMC

Special Time Of The Year - Pairing JakexMC

Hand In Hand - Pairing JakexMC

I Think I'm Leaving You - Pairing JakexMC

Finding Eachother - Pairing JakexMC

Time Gone By - Pairing JakexMC

My Final Fairwell - ⚠️ MCs death + suicide ⚠️

I'm Nothing Without You - ⚠️ Jake's death ⚠️

Just Me And You - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️ 18+

Thank You - Pairing JakexMC

The Curves Of Your Lips - Pairing JakexMC

Can we really be together? - Pairing JakexMC

I Love You - Pairing JakexMC

Where did you go? - Pairing JakexMC

Unrequited Love - Pairing DanxThomas

You Have A Choice To Make - Duskwood Gang

The Escape - Pairing JakexMC

Love Always Finds A Way - Pairing JakexMC

Just for one night - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️🌶️

I Just Don't Want To Be Hurt Again - Pairing JakexMC

High Fever - Pairing JakexMC

Can A Broken Heart Heal? - Pairing JakexMC

Please Help Me - pairing JakexMC

Jake's Birthday Surprise - Pairing JakexMC

Here's To Us - Pairing JakexMC

Have Mercy... - Pairing JakexMC

Chinese fairy lights and LSD - Pairing JakexMC

Watermelon Misshap - Pairing JakexMC

Ring Toss - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️🌶️

The Bet - Pairing JakexMC

Pulled Back Together - Pairing JakexMC

Are you really a monster? After what you did... - JakexMCxRichy

The Night He Came Home - Halloween 🎃🎃

Strangers no more..... - Halloween smut 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🎃💀

Smoke And Mirrors - JakexMC and Richy

Christmas Oneshots

I Need A Moment - Pairing JakexMC

True Love At Christmas - Pairing JakexMC

A Naughty Christmas - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ 18+

A Hot New Year - Pairing JakexMC 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ 18++

A not so lonely Christmas - Pairing JakexMC

A new year's Day miracle - Pairing JakexMC

#duskwood #duskwood jake #everbyte game #duskwood hacker #iamjake #i love you jake #duskwood jake x mc #jake x mc #duskwood jessy #duskwood richy #duskwood cleo #duskwood lilly #duskwood hannah #duskwood dan #duskwood thomas #duskwood phil #he loves me #i love you #i love him

[possums6969420]

I'm writing a fanfic about a non exiting ship, do da do da. I don't care about what people think, do da do da.

Paring: The Duke(Resident Evil 8) x lesley (dhmis)

So, this story takes place before Resident Evil: Village and Dhmis (yt series). Before Lesley met Roy and had David (yellow guy). Before Duke became the helping hand in Ethan Winters' adventure to save his daughter. When The Duke came to the Britain to tride with people. Instead he found a new treasure that he couldn't always call his.

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The Duke had to restock on a few things, thing that are only in that are in Britain. So, he had a trip to take. When he got there, he went straight to his suppliers for the goods. Duke made this trip so many times before that it into a muscle memory for him. This time was different though.

On his way back to his cart with his things, he bumped into a lady. Duke put down his stuff to make sure the lady was ok. He helped her up and made sure she was ok. Duke apologized and pick up his stuff. The lady asked if he needed any help and he said yes.

The lady picked up some and followed Duke to his cart. When the Duke asked her for her name, she said "lesley, and what's yours". The Duke smiled and said "What a pretty name my dear. You can call the Duke". Lesley smiled and blushed a little at the compliment. They talked until they were done loading up Duke's carts.

The duke wrote down his number for Lesley and Lesley did the same for Duke. They said their fairwells and parted ways. Lesley, being the young woman that she was, was curious about the man she met. So, she called him when she got home. Of course, the duke answered.

They had a wonderful conversation. Lesley happy to get some answers and get to know her new friend. They talked for a while before Lesley went to bed. They were both happy. They talked at the same time every day.

After a while of talking on the phone and in person, they grew feelings for each other. Duke did have a friendly attitude, so Lesley couldn't tell if he was flirting with her or not. He was flirting and it's was cute to him to see Lesley smiled and blushed. Lesley tried to flirting with Duke but failed. The love in the air was noticeable.

On one fateful Valentine's day, Duke asked Lesley out on a date. She, of course, said yes. They had a wonderful time out. Lesley never felt so special before. They ended the day in front of Lesley's house, kissing.

They went on more dates but they were scattered around because of the Duke's schedule. He was doing business all over the place. He never forget to bring Lesley some thing from his travels. They didn't like it but their love kept them together.

They never really talked about sex, marriage, or having kids. Duke being busy and lesley trying to start up her career. Any down time they had with each other was spent cuddling and just relaxing. They were happy though. They didn't need anything like those things

On one Valentine's day, Duke got some lingerie for Lesley. When she found it on their bed, she was excited. She put it on and pulled Duke into their room. They had fun all night. Duke was late for a meeting with Lady Dimitrescu because of fun.

One thing that they forgot to do is to use protection. It was until Lesley start to throw up and wanting to eat more, that they noticed what they did. When Lesley took the test, they weren't surprised when it was positive. They talk and talk about it. Until they came to a solution.

After 9 months, Lesley gave birth to Jack. After a couple of hours Mr. and Mrs. Horner came in. They took Jake and signed the paperwork. After the Duke and Lesley broke up. Then dhmis, re8, and puss in boots: The last wish happened.

#fanfics #resident evil village #the duke re8 #dhmis lesley #dhmis au #big jack horner #puss in boots last wish #possible love child #puss in boots #crossover ship #love child #crossover love child #dhmis #The Duke x Lesley