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maxbegone · 4 years

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AND WE ARE BACK!

Part two of the Schitt’s Creek Community Fic Rec is here! This time, we focused on celebrating our favorite AU’s! Once again, this is dedicated with love to the the authors of this community! Every participant chose one AU (which was a little hard to do for some) to share and why they enjoyed it.

Thank you to everyone who submitted!

@bestwisheswarmestregards // @brighter-than-sunshine // @danieljradcliffe // @devilstelephone // @fishyspots // @imargaery // @justwaiting23 // @patrickbrewsky // @rockinhamburger // @roguebabyinyourstore // @rosebuddsmotel // @stuck-on-your-heart // @the-13th-wheel // @thedidipickles // @thisbuildinghasfeelings // @yourbuttervoicedbeau

And a very special thank you to anyone who has ever written anything in this community!

Everything is posted below the cut, and you can check out part one here!

**As always, if I missed an author’s tumblr handle, please let me know!

@bestwisheswarmestregards

Odd Man Rush by @samwhambam

It’s David and Patrick and Hockey! Three of my favorite things! Also the ending is one of my favorite endings. It’s so sweet! It’s part of the series score and all of the stories are so cute but this one is my favorite!

@brighter-than-sunshine

Thanks For Choosing Bagged! by dinnfameron

I love this one because the dialogue is so adorable, and true to David and Patrick! I can totally see the characters getting involved in something like this, like a different version of a rom-com.

@danieljradcliffe

Going Down by concannonfodder

This is one of the best stories of NYC!David and recently out Patrick while they're both trying to find themselves. It's beautifully written and my favourite part is that each chapter switches between David and Patrick's POV. It does a great job of highlighting the aspects of their personalities that we know and love but shows them to us in a new light.

@devilstelephone

sustineo by @rockinhamburger

The contemporary art discussions between Patrick and David are interesting and important to the story. Patrick still cares for and emotionally connects with David In a world that is so different than Schitt’s Creek. I liked that Sebastian Raine was the evil force without being included as a character.

@fishyspots

Welcome to Cabaret by @vivianblakesunrisebay

It's lovely from start to finish! In this 'verse, Christmas World didn't pull out, so David didn't get the lease for the general store. Instead, he gets roped into helping Moira with Cabaret, and meets Patrick (kind of) through that. I love the way this author writes. The dialogue is in-character, and the plot is wonderful and pulls out moments from canon and reimagines them in some truly inspired ways. I'm such a fan of all of this author's works; this was the first one I read, and it remains my favorite.

@imargaery

David.; or, a Tale of Misapplied Sense by Siria

A Jane Austen D&P AU and it is BRILLIANT. If you're an Austen fan, you will be able to immediately pick up on how well this author adapted Austen's style, wit, character descriptions, and ability to whack you over the head with romance when you're not even ready for it yet. Siria is a very experienced fanfic writer, but writes for many fandoms, so I think that's maybe why it doesn't have that many hits? I'm so glad I clicked on it. I want to wrap myself up in this story. I want to make a podfic out of it. I want to put it on a t-shirt and wear it every day. Also, it's in a regency AU where homophobia isn't a thing, so you don't even have to worry about that. I want to tell you more, but that would spoil it. Just read the damn thing and thank me later.

@justwaiting23

You Were the Ocean, I Was Just a Stone by @al-ex-an-d-er-hamiltons

The image of a curly haired fisherman Patrick is enough but this whole fic is such a sweet concept. Their interactions in this are so reminiscent of the show but also so different because they already know each other vaguely, and I come back to this fic over and over just because it's the perfect mix of angsty miscommunication and fluff.

@maxbegone

Known and Be Known by ahurston

As someone who tends to lean toward canon/canon-divergent stories, this was a refreshing take on an AU. Beautifully written and wonderfully raw, ahurston conveyed the vulnerabilities between both David and Patrick so wonderfully. “The mortifying ordeal of being known,” personified in fanfiction format. With humor and some wonderfully hot scenes peppered throughout, this fic was just brilliant from start to finish. I love when authors explore Patrick's insecurities and vulnerabilities - they aren't written about as often as David's are. I implore you to read this, if you're able.

@patrickbrewsky

Bound by Symmetry by barelypink

They say write what you know. I instead read what I know. David is the accidentally fantastic teacher we all wished we'd had in high school, and some of us wish/hope we are or might be one day. This fic is a great exploration of combining everything David knows he is (creative, bright, v.knowledgeable about art) and all the things he thinks he's not (empathetic, a role model, great with kids, selfless, kind, & big hearted) The selling point quote: "And it feels good, David realizes, to have a job that means something, a purpose beyond himself. A place where he feels like he belongs, just like his students." (David Rose proves he is both a good and nice person).

@rockinhamburger

Blackbird, Fly by distractivate

This is a post-apocalyptic story about love, connection, and hope, with a central theme of growth from destruction. I could not put this one down; I read it feverishly in one sitting, desperate to soak up every word. I love this fic because it is what I like to think of as an exemplar for transformative works (one of ao3’s top values). I love the way the fic stretches toward the light in the dark. It makes me think: about the quintessential elements of these characters, what remains the same despite changed circumstance, and what inevitably shifts when these characters we know and love are faced with a situation far outside their experience or comfort. This story likely hits differently in 2020, when post-apocalyptic narratives feel much less distant than they might have just a year ago. And yet, all the more reason to read an incredible work about hope and resilience and transformation.

@roguebabyinyourstore

Fifteen Hundred Miles by MoreHuman

Where do I even begin with this fic? I was at first skeptical about what reason David Rose would have to willingly subject himself to a trek through the wilderness out of his own volition. Well I’m so glad I ignored that admittedly stupid part of me because this is one of the mostly beautifully crafted stories I have ever read. Patrick and David are individually on their own journeys of self-discovery, but the way they help each other find what they sought... It’s breathtaking. Their feelings for each other bloom so organically over their time together that despite the circumstances laid out before them, the miles that they stumble and walk and run bring them miles closer to each other. Closer to the love that they both didn’t know they needed. The characters come alive and are identical to their canon selves. The dialogue and banter are spot on David and Patrick. The writing itself is superb. The tropes are incredible, the pining and *oh no there’s only one tent.* The slow burn is tantalizing but in a way that feels true to a genuine love story. The way the setting somehow breathes in tune with the characters, the way they leave messages behind in the trail register—conveying more than they can utter aloud— and the way their families communicate with them throughout their time on the trail through letters. All of the elements of this story ground it in universal truth, in feelings that are not only relatable, believable but demand to be felt. I can wax poetic until I am blue in the face, but really... Read this story. And then reread it a million times.

@rosebuddsmotel

I Carry These Heart-Shapes Only to You by @ladyflowdi and @ships-to-sail

There are over 180,000 words in this WWII AU, but not one of those words is wasted. It is gorgeous in its prose, and incredibly romantic without romanticizing the very real pain and tragedies of the era in which it exists. It's not an easy read by any means, but it's the kind of cathartic emotional journey that is more than worth it in the end.

@stuck-on-your-heart

kiss from a rose by mihaly ( @davidroseshusband )

What can I say about this very special fic that would do it justice? In this story, Alexis stars in a Bachelorette-style dating show and it’s every bit as brilliant as it sounds. On top of the incredible characterization, there are little surprises at every turn, there’s pining, and of course, there’s love. Secret love, even. This fic is truly addicting – I promise you won’t be able to stop once you start reading, and it will leave you feeling so satisfied (and if you’re like me, a little misty)!!!

@the-13th-wheel

Hold Me Like You’ll Never Let Me Go by @mooodlighting

It is a wonderful short AU where Patrick and David where they meet at an airport after they get snowed in. It is cute, there is longing and pining that just make it a wonderful read!

@thedidipickles

Beneath the Winter Snow by Distractivate

The writing is so utterly gorgeous all the way throughout that I frequently needed to take breaks to breathe. The author *perfectly* builds an Olympic world that I can totally see my favorite characters inhabiting, and the resolution is gorgeous. All of Distractivate's AUs are amazing, but this one still stands out.

@thisbuildinghasfeelings

How Do We Get Back by @unfolded73

This one deals with a literal alternate universe, which is the first thing I loved about it because I had never read a fic quite like it before. It's a beautifully written 60,000+ word masterpiece that definitely makes me feel ALL the feelings. In addition, it is absolutely riveting. I could not stop reading until I got to the end.

@yourbuttervoicedbeau

Make It To Me by figmentof ( @rosesdavid )

Epistolatory fic is SO hard to pull off and the author does such an incredible job with the way the characters shine through even though we only see them interact via text message. This fic is my comfort food and I reread it regularly <3

Anonymous Recs:

Just Breathe by olivebranchesandredwine

I love this one because it's got Patrick as a yoga teacher (hot!) and shows David being proactive about anxiety and it's just such a lovely story.

Shall I Stay? by alladaydream ( @maybewecandreamalittle )

This is so worth the 100k wordcount. 18-year-old David and Patrick sweetly leaning into first love, a lot of angst and pining in the middle that allow them both to heal and grow, and a heartfelt reconciliation. Plus, two bonus cherries on top with artist!David and a beautiful epilogue in which they (spoiler) live happily ever after. The tone and pacing of this fic is so good, and I always go back to it when I want to read something comforting.

Your Heart is Keeping Time with Me by @yourbuttervoicedbeau

I haven't seen 50 First Dates, but this fic is better than the movie could ever be. The author's writing is so beautiful and her David who has amnesia and her Patrick who wants to help him are just PERFECT. I want more and more and more of this.

Once again, thank you to everyone who participated and thank you to every single person who has written something in this community! It would be wonderful to do a part three, but for now, enjoy some alternate universe fics!

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rosedavid · 3 years

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"Wearing clothes in their favorite color." for david/patrick!

thank you so much for the prompt!! i’m sorry it took so long!!! hope you enjoy it :)

Title: How I Missed You

Word Count: 1,368

Warnings: Implied Sexual Content

AO3 Link

David presses Patrick against the wall outside of Patrick’s apartment, and their lips meet so forcefully that their teeth clank together a bit. That doesn’t deter either of them, though. Patrick merely tilts his head to readjust their position, arms tightening around David’s waist as they continue to kiss.

It’s been a whole week that Patrick has been away at his business conference. While Patrick thought it was a good idea at the time as a way to continue to improve their business model and revenue for Rose Apothecary, he completely underestimated how difficult it would be to go without being with David for that long. The first few days weren’t terrible, although Patrick constantly found himself turning to his side, as if to quip something to David, only to remember David was back in Schitt’s Creek. Still, he survived the first few days, busy with the beginnings of the conference.

After the first few days passed, Patrick discovered that he never knew he could miss someone so much. Every thought seemed to be geared toward David, and his mind wandered toward David even when he was supposed to be paying attention to a presentation. Of course they texted and talked on the phone, but that’s nothing compared to the real thing, the feeling of David wrapped around him like in that moment. Patrick secretly hoped that David yearned for him just as much during their time apart, and based on the way David came out from his apartment and pounced on him, he would say David missed him, too.

Patrick’s tongue slides into David’s mouth. The kiss is warm and wet and sloppy. Patrick’s lungs hurt from the lack of oxygen, but he keeps kissing David for as long as he possibly can until they’re forced to pull back for more air, both panting heavily, foreheads pressed together. David whines, nose nudging against Patrick’s cheek.

“Missed you,” David sighs, bringing him in for a few more, short kisses.

“Mmmh, missed you, too,” Patrick murmurs. “Missed you so much.”

They fumble their way back into the apartment, still attached as much as possible. Patrick smiles softly as he sees David’s stuff throughout his apartment, stuff that wasn’t there when Patrick left. It’s a real testament to how much David missed him if he stayed at Patrick’s apartment even when Patrick wasn’t there.

They gravitate toward the sofa. David sits on the armrest, while Patrick finds his way between David’s legs and leans down slightly to meet his lips again. David worms his arms up and around Patrick’s neck, Patrick’s hand on his thighs. Every point of contact sends a rush of passion and adoration through Patrick. David’s hands comb through his hair, while Patrick breaks his lips apart from David’s to press kisses down his jaw to his pulse point. David moans breathily in his ear.

Tired of leaning over, Patrick maneuvers them both onto the couch, where they are almost sitting in each other’s laps.

“Too many clothes,” David groans, tugging at the zipper on Patrick’s jacket while simultaneously kissing Patrick.

So caught up in the moment, Patrick momentarily forgets about what he’s actually wearing until it’s too late. With the jacket shrugged off, David’s hands make his way back around Patrick, fingers clenching into the very soft fabric. That’s when David freezes, lips turned into a confused pout as he pulls away from their kiss.

“David,” Patrick complains, chasing after his lips.

“Uh, Patrick, what is this?” David asks, voice high as he fingers the plush fabric.

And suddenly, Patrick remembers the sweater. Actually, the multiple sweaters that he bought while he was at his conference. He was missing David especially one night, wandering around the bigger town when he saw an upscale fashion boutique that David might deem slightly less horrendous than the usual clothing options in a small town. Patrick had ventured in there, gaze immediately drawn to the collection of soft, slightly pricey sweaters. Patrick knew David would never be seen in one of them, but the monochrome aesthetic reminded him so much of his boyfriend that Patrick ended up trying on and buying three sweaters in varying shades of black and white, softer and fancier than anything he’s ever owned.

The sweater that Patrick currently has on is the black, fuzzy one that is just the slightest bit too long on the sleeves but fits the rest of him perfectly. David holds Patrick back by the shoulders as he glances over the sweater, mouth parted slightly, and brows furrowed.

“It’s a sweater,” Patrick replies.

David glares at him. “Okay, but this sweater is actually half-way decent? I mean, it’s no Givenchy, but it’s made of nice fabric and it fits you well, and it’s not Brewer blue.”

“Brewer blue?”

“Yes, Brewer blue! Because you always wear that same shade of blue button-downs, besides for like two other shirts. But black? You never wear black! And you never wear sweaters! So this has to be new.”

Patrick chuckles. “I bought the sweaters in the town at my conference one day. I just thought they looked nice.”

“Sweaters, as in multiple?! You bought more than one?” David asks, looking around.

“They’re in my suitcase, and I’m sure I’ll be forced to show you them later.”

David cocks his head. “I’m very confused. Why would you buy these? Not that you don’t look dashing in that sweater, but the whole monochrome sweater is more my look.”

“I—” Patrick starts, but stops because it’s kind of embarrassing to admit that he bought the sweaters just because he thought David would like them on him since they matched with David’s own style. Patrick’s lack of speech obviously alerts David, who smirks at him.

“Wait…did you buy these because of me?”

Patrick flushes, cheeks and ears hot. He doesn’t want David to laugh at him, so he tries to focus his gaze elsewhere while also scooting further apart.

“Sweetheart, stay here,” David coos, wrapping an arm around Patrick’s shoulder and tugging him into his side. “Don’t worry, I think it’s cute.”

From where his head buries into David’s collarbone, Patrick mutters, “You do? It’s not cheesy?”

“Oh, no it’s really cheesy, but also really cute. I’ve never had someone miss me enough to buy something just because it reminded them of me.”

Patrick brings himself to lift his face up out of David’s collar to meet his eyes. “What would you say if I told you that these sweaters were actually for you to wear.”

A series of very amusing emotions flit over David’s face. “Hmm, well, I mean, I would be very flattered, and these sweaters are nicer than what you would find in Schitt’s Creek, but these are obviously still machine washable and the stitching is very sloppy and coming apart in a few places—”

“Don’t worry, David, they’re for me,” Patrick interrupts, smiling cheekily.

“Well, in that case, I like them very, very much,” David says, shimmying his shoulders as he eyes Patrick again. “But you know that you don’t have to wear these for me.”

“You’d be okay with me wearing blue-button ups for the rest of my life?”

And much to Patrick’s surprise, David responds, “As incorrect as most of your fashion is, it’s also yours. I couldn’t imagine you not wearing them, at this point.”

“Aww, David, you like my button-ups!”

“Okay, well, like is a very strong word—”

Patrick laughs, unable to help himself any longer as he cups David’s jaw and pulls him in for another searing kiss. He feels their identical smiles as their lips press together.

David pulls away again. “That being said, if you choose to wear those sweaters some days, I would not be opposed…”

“Oh? You want me to keep the sweater on right now, then?” Patrick teases, fingers inching up David’s leg.

David shakes his head back and forth vigorously. “Nope, nope, we can revisit the sweater later.”

“Are you sure? It’s actually really soft. I might just chill here for a bit—”

“Patrick, if you don’t take that sweater off right now, there’s no way you’ll be able to wear it again.”

#schitts creek #schitt's creek #schitts creek fanfic #david x patrick #brewerrose #schitts creek fanfiction #schitt's creek fanfic #fanfiction

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spiders-hth-is-an-outlier · 3 years

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fic writer interview (tagged by @portraitofemmy)

name: it says Hth on all my fic, which wasn’t originally intended to be An Unpronouncable Symbol of My Own Design, but lol I guess it is now! You can just tuck your tongue behind your upper teeth and gently hiss like a tired, elderly serpent. Or you could call me Milo.

fandoms: The Magicians is the only fandom I’m currently writing for, although I’ve recently dabbled in Supernatural and Schitt’s Creek. My AO3 page says I’ve still written more Stargate: Atlantis than anything else, but The Magicians is set to overtake it soon!

two-shot: 13 O’Clock and In the Hands of Yes in SGA are set in the same reality, which you’ll only notice if you’re alert to one throwaway joke at the end of Yes. Or if you’re following me on Tumblr, I guess! Bonus content!

most popular multi-chapter fic: Pretty Good Year recently pulled out ahead of long-time champion In the Hands of Yes, so a hearty congratulations to Clan Hanson-Waugh-Coldwater!

actual worst part of writing: Deadlines. My brain really, really rebels against deadlines, which sucks because I love participating in challenges and shit! But the second I *have* to finish something, my whole internal governing circumstance becomes that webcomic penguin going Well, now I am not doing it. And then suddenly I do have to do it, and I’m panicked and stressed and miserable. I should stop agreeing to do deadline-based projects! But I wanna be where the people are! It’s a conundrum.

how you choose your titles: my titles all fall into one of two camps -- they’re either called “a song i listened to on repeat (while writing this story)” or “Theme.”

do you outline: typically, but I don’t feel real beholden to the outline. The first half of a longer story is usually nearly identical to the outline version, and after that, less so.

ideas you probably won’t get around to, but wouldn’t it be nice: I don’t like retiring ideas, because sometimes they catch a second wind! I do have some old Supernatural projects, before I decided writing Supernatural wasn’t really my destiny, and some of them were pretty good! I had a Lisa Braeden-centric story I liked, and a really sweet post-Purgatory Found Family with a lot of Benny content. Both of those would be really good stories, but as the years go by they seem less and less likely.

callouts @ me: Eliot Waugh is not actually as intimidatingly omnicompetent as I inevitably write him to be, I’m just a simp. He’s never going to fuck me.

best writing traits: I think I strike a nice balance between drama and comedy. Consistency of tone is overrated.

spicy tangential opinion: Dean Winchester is a bad cook. Like, he cooks, but he cooks things that are basically impossible to fuck up, like burgers and eggs and frozen burritos. He’s never baked a fucking pie in his entire life, nor does he have any plans to start. He was impressed when Jody served him meat with vegetables on the side. People who can only love the cottagecore fanon version of Dean Winchester don’t love Dean Winchester at all.

Thanks for the tag, Em! I don’t know who else has or hasn’t been tagged -- how about? @akisazame or @trickymxtape

#hth fic

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tamiettitami · 3 years

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24 and/or 34 for the soft fic prompts! :)

rated G for GENERAL AUDIENCES; 1,084 words; TAGGED for Bad Days, we all have them, David Rose Loves Patrick Brewer, Hugs, Post-Canon, Rose Apothecary (Schitt's Creek), Pet Names, Fluff

find the original prompt list here and read on ao3 here !

While David is making his way back to the store after what was supposed to be a quick run to Café Tropical turned into a 20-minute long outing byway of Twyla's innate inclination to talk, he notices the Apothecary's sign is flipped to close. That's odd, he thinks to himself. I left it on open since Patrick is there. He threads his eyebrows together and furrows his mouth upward before realization hits:

Patrick.

Patrick must've turned it.

But why?

Before David allows himself to dwell any further, he pulls out his phone to send a quick text to his husband after quietly shaking his head back and forth a few times.

can you let me in?

He decides to leave it at that and do the interrogating in-person, not that he'd ever force Patrick into telling him something he's uncomfortable with saying aloud; however, he's worried about him.

David's phone pings moments following with a straightforward Yea. The door is cracked open for him once he's finished looking at the notification.

"Hi," David says simply in his slow, shy voice used when he's carefully approaching Patrick and trying to avoid cracking the eggshells he's ever so precariously walking atop. He closes the door lightly behind him and locks it suit after it clicks in place. "How are you?" He's sure he knows the answer, though it never hurts to ask.

Patrick simply shrugs. Without a second thought, he plops down on the stool next to the register.

"Can I help?" David inquires, making sure to keep his distance. He knows Patrick is a sensitive person, and while there's nothing wrong with that, the absolute last thing he wants to do is upset him by crossing the invisible line drawn in the sand. He's come awfully close before and let's just say he slept on the couch that evening.

"A customer yelled at me today." Patrick taps his foot on the leg of the stool. His eyes aimlessly wander around the sales floor until they land on a box of eye creams. "I was putting those away," He gestures towards the cardboard vessel with a quick jerk of his head. "And someone walked in here looking for a new moisturizer. I told them you'd be back soon to help them choose because I'm just the numbers guy. They got all upset with me for 'not doing my job' since they had somewhere to be in ten minutes and couldn't wait for you."

David frowns and shakes his head with a sigh. Patrick will raise his voice from time to time when it's absolutely necessary although he despises people who raise theirs at him. Is it hypocritical? Yeah, it is, except that won't stop Patrick from feeling worthless like he's a single speck of dirt in an antique store. Despite his efforts to make himself known, it seems as if people always find a way to cut him down.

It breaks David's heart to see Patrick like this. He isn't exactly known for standing up for himself and David doesn't blame him. With the past he has, he's more than well aware of how horrifying it can be to stick up for yourself in situations where you're marginalized. He wouldn't wish this feeling on his worst enemy, God forbid his husband.

"First off, you're so much more than just the numbers guy. Rose Apothecary wouldn't exist without you and I can confidently say that." Patrick shifts his body closer to David's like he's yearning for his touch, so David takes a few steps towards him. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you, but we don't deserve the business of someone who thinks it's okay to yell at a store owner when we're providing a service for them to begin with."

"Sometimes, I feel like I don't deserve to be apart of this store," Patrick confesses. "Like I'm a dead weight and you're forced to drag me along."

David closes his eyes and shakes his head as he continues to make his way into Patrick's personal bubble. "We're married, honey, I love having you around. Work would be miserable if you weren't behind the counter every morning to greet me with a kiss or hand me a cup of coffee."

A long stretch of silence hangs over them before its broken by Patrick speaking up. "Can I have a hug?" He looks at David through his lashes where he was busy picking at the skin around the base of his fingernails.

"What?" David is caught off guard by his request. Sure, Patrick is a take-charge kind of guy, but he's always had a difficult time voicing what he wants; it's easier for him to act instead of ask, and clearly, acting was off the table right now given his current state of vulnerability.

Patrick redirects his gaze down towards the floor. "Nothing, it's stupid."

"If it's something you want, it's not stupid, babe." David tries his best to reassure him with anything besides empty words.

Instead of verbalizing his desire again, Patrick simply holds out his arms. It takes David a moment to get the memo. As soon as he does, however, he closes the gap between them as if his life depends on it.

They stay still for what feels like an eternity, neither party wanting to let go.

There's something so comforting about feeling safe enough around a person to relish in their embrace like this.

Every so often, David will tighten his grip around Patrick's waist or Patrick will bury his head further into the crook of David's neck.

It's clichè, but David is Patrick's home.

He's the place where Patrick feels most sheltered, protected from the outside world in their own little universe filled with secretly exchanged looks and quietly whispered words.

Except right now, there's no pulling back to look into the other's eyes or repeated sentiments of I love you like there normally is when they hug; they're merely caressing in silence.

Even though Patrick is the one who needs the hug, David would be lying if he said he isn't enjoying it, too.

For the next five minutes, hugging is all they do. They hug, and hug, and hug like there's no tomorrow.

Neither of them would trade this moment for anything else.

#bathshebaaeverdeen #kacey answers #*lolwrites #prompt fill #crosspost #schitt's creek #schitts creek #david rose #patrick brewer #david x patrick #david and patrick #fanfiction #fanfic #archive of our own #ao3 #schitt's creek fanfic

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artificialqueens · 3 years

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When We Went From Friends to This, Part 1: Week 1 (Branjie) - Writworm42

A/N: Fic summary: At the start of their first year of college, roomies Brooke and Vanessa have to quarantine together for two weeks. Fourteen days is a lot of time to bond, but it’s also a lot of time for things to get complicated.

For the lovely Ortega–merry super belated Christmas <3 Thank you Holtz for betaing & suggesting a song for the title, Bean for answering my questions about whether UK stereotypes are true, and Ortega for being patient fdhsjkf

Title from Paper Rings by Taylor Swift

TW for implied weed use

Day 1

“I still can’t believe you gotta go in-person to all these classes, you sure there ain’t a Zoom option?”

Vanessa snorts, and she’s pretty sure that Silky can hear her roll her eyes on the other end of the line. “For dance majors? Bitch, you know that ain’t gonna work.”

But Silky is too stubborn to be fazed by common sense. Instead, her voice gets a little more urgent. “We’re only first year. Start out with something that doesn’t need to be done in-person, then switch majors to dance once this is all over. C’mon, I can’t have my bestie dying Miss ‘Rona here!”

“Christ, you sound like my mom.” Vanessa huffs. “Look, the uni is being very careful, okay? Why else do you think I gotta quarantine for two weeks ahead of the start of term? Plus all clubs have been suspended and meals and showers are booked with time slots for each room. I’m literally seeing no one except the people in my classes and the bitch I’m sleeping next to.”

“But—“

“Listen, I’m at the dorm now, so I gotta go. I’ll call you later, alright?”

“Bye.” Silky’s begrudging send-off brings a flash of guilt to Vanessa’s chest, but only for a moment. Pushing her feelings aside, she hip-checks the door to the dorm building, trying to make her way inside without disrupting the large box she’s holding with one arm or the suitcase she’s trailing behind her with the other.

“Hi, I’m Vanessa Mateo, I think I’m supposed to be room 96?”

The suspiciously stoned-looking guy at the front desk barely looks up from the computer as he slides the keycard across his desk, and at first, Vanessa hovers, waiting for him to launch into a spiel about rules, but a moment passes without him saying anything, so she surges on. The building is a bit of a maze, its cement walls cold and drab despite the colourful posters plastered across it in a desperate attempt to make it more hospitable. By the time she finally reaches her room, she’s almost grateful that she’ll have to stay in it 24/7, given the impression the building and staff have left so far. No matter, though, right now, all she wants is to put down what she’s carrying and collapse onto her bed.

She shifts uncomfortably for a moment, trying to balance her box while also maneuvering her card towards the keypad, but the effort is unsuccessful–when she finally manages to tap the card, she’s met with another obstacle, having to actually open the door without any free arms.

It’s probably not the best impression to kick the door open and promptly drop almost all of your stuff before falling on top of it. Scratch that, it’s definitely not the best impression. Especially when Vanessa looks up at the owner of the voice that’s holding back laughter, asking if she needs help in a soft, calm twang.

Her roommate is tall, blonde, and nothing short of gorgeous. And even as she makes a motion as simple as offering a hand, Vanessa can tell that this girl is the picture of poise and grace.

“What’s your name?” The girl watches with piercing eyes as Vanessa dusts herself off, fighting off a fierce blush as she straightens up and catches her breath.

“Vanessa, but my friends call me Vanjie.” She extends a hand again, and this time, the girl seems rather shy as she takes it, nervously brushing a piece of hair behind her ear.

Huh.

“Nice to meet you, Vanessa. I’m Brooke.”

Day 2

Brooke, as it turns out, is the polar opposite of Vanessa–quiet and reserved, so introverted that Vanessa has to wrestle information out of her. What Vanessa learns about her is interesting - she’s a dance major too, she’s from Toronto, she decided to study here because she wants RAD training as well as to get trained in other styles. She plans to minor in costume design, having an affinity for and attraction to any pattern that involves leather or lace (a kinky detail that Vanessa, much to her shame and embarrassment, files away hungrily). She has two cats back home, Apollo and Henry, that she misses terribly. Everything else Vanessa knows, though, had to be acquired sneakily over their first night together, more observation and speculation than actually asking. Like how Brooke must be a fan of Schitt’s Creek , given that she put out a ‘ fold in the cheese ’ sign on her desk. Or how Lana is probably her favourite artist, because she has a weird habit of not checking if her air pods are actually connected to the school’s shitty bluetooth network and it’s always the first couple notes of Summertime Sadness that play from her laptop before she catches her mistake. Or how her ass is one of the best Vanessa’s ever seen, because Brooke has no shame changing in front of her–

She strikes that part from her mind almost as quickly as she thinks it in the first place. The important thing is, she’s got to spend two weeks with only Brooke to keep her company, and if they stay in this silence, it’s going to get very awkward very soon.

“So… How d’you like Scotland so far?” Vanessa starts, grimacing internally at how stupid the question sounds. But Brooke doesn’t seem to mind; in fact, she smiles kindly as she looks up from her computer, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear again.

“To be honest, I haven’t really seen much of it… Pretty much came right here after I came off the plane.” Her smile turns apologetic as her face flushes pink, clearly self-conscious about the lacklustre answer. That’s okay, though; Vanessa can still work with it.

“Probably a long flight, huh? What’d you do to keep yourself entertained? Or are you a plane sleeper?” Vanessa adds with a teasing grin, and much to her delight, Brooke laughs.

“Nah, I can never sleep on planes. Unless I knock myself out with Gravol or something, at least.” Brooke chuckles, giving a small wink. “I just read a bit, then the airline showed The Notebook, so I watched that.”

“I love that movie!” Vanessa gasps, “I swear I’ve probably seen it, like, three thousand times. It’s just so–”

“Romantic!” Brooke finishes. “The poor guy next to me must have hated me for all the crying I did.”

Her eyes are alight with excitement, and Vanessa can’t help but pick up on it, because finally , the perfect topic, and Brooke likes Vanessa’s favourite movie, and maybe she likes other stuff that Vanessa likes, and they can talk about that together, and–

“So what’s your favourite scene?” Brooke asks eagerly, and Vanessa claps her hands over her face.

“That’s the worst question to ask me, bitch!” Vanessa groans, but grins behind her hands when Brooke laughs, a string of apologies flowing between giggles.

“Sorry, sorry, I should’ve known.” Brooke puts her hands up in mock surrender. “Too many to choose, right?”

“Right.” Vanessa giggles a little too. “Although…” she brings herself up on her elbows as soon as the idea hits her, and for some reason, her heart skips a beat as she formulates the question, a rare flash of nerves hitting her square in the chest.

“Maybe a rewatch would be a good reminder?” Before she can verbalize what she’s thinking, Brooke beats her to the question, blushing again and chewing on her lip.

It’s cute, how shy she is, and Vanessa makes a mental note that she’ll have to help her new roomie break herself of those habits.

“Yeah, lets.” Vanessa smiles warmly, sliding off her bed to grab her laptop from her desk. “Here, we can use my computer.”

She’s only just grabbed the computer and turned around when she falters, realizing with a sinking dread what decision is next.

Either she has to invite Brooke onto her bed, or Brooke has to make room on hers.

It’s just a bed, it’s just a bed, it’s not like you’re inviting her to snog, it’s just sitting down to watch a movie…

So maybe Vanessa’s never had anyone but her friends lounge on her bed before, and her friends certainly don’t make her feel as nervous as Brooke does. Maybe Vanessa’s bed is a little small and Brooke is a little pretty, and the thought of being that close together makes her mouth go dry. And maybe the sudden uncertainty in Brooke’s eyes, too, is imagined, or else doesn’t mean anything that Vanessa thinks it could mean, rejection or reciprocation or suspicion of what Vanessa’s feeling. None of that changes anything right now, because Brooke is smiling again, tapping the space beside her bed to beckon Vanessa over.

“C’mon, let’s watch. If you want, we can even try to find the director’s cut.”

Day 3

Vanessa’s fast-developing fascination with Brooke’s ass isn’t helped by the sight of Brooke stretching on the floor that greets her as she comes back from her shower.

“Oh, hey!” Brooke lifts her leg up into a needle stance, peering between her legs before shifting her weight onto one hand and waving to Vanessa with the other. Her hair is still wet from her turn in the showers, and her current position is causing stray drops of water to trickle onto her arms, making it all too easy for Vanessa to give into temptation and watch as the droplets course over each one of Brooke’s muscles.

Bloody Hell. Vanessa’s got to do a better job of keeping her hormones under control.

“Hey yourself.” She tries to keep her voice casual as she grabs a pair of PJs from her bedside drawer, turning away from Brooke to change.

It’s strange. Vanessa never used to be as shy as she feels now, self-conscious of her nakedness as she drops her robe and begins to re-dress. A few months ago, this would’ve been no problem at all; to be honest, she’s not sure it would be now if she had a different roommate. But with Brooke next to her, watching her or not watching her at all (she can’t decide what’s worse, really), it’s different. She can’t help but wonder what she must look like, what Brooke must see if she’s actually looking. What does it feel like, being in Brooke’s head? What does everything seem, looking through Brooke’s eyes?

But Brooke is comfortable changing around her, and even though there’s no actual rule that says so, Vanessa feels obligated to feel comfortable, too. Partially because if it’s a non-issue, then feeling embarrassed about it might fade. And if that fades, then so will the way she feels every time she lays eyes on Brooke at all.

Right?

Vanessa whips around quickly, the sudden, eerie feeling of being watched making her forget that she doesn’t have a shirt on yet.

“ Christ! ” Brooke hits the floor with a thud, flushing beet red as she scrambles to cover her eyes. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to see–”

“I’ve seen yours, now you get to see mine.” Vanessa rolls her eyes and laughs, hoping that the light tone and faint smirk she forces herself to slap on disguises how secretly mortified she feels. And thankfully, the comment does work; the redness dissipates from Brooke’s face, and she giggles a little, though her gaze stays firmly planted on the ground until Vanessa slides on her t-shirt. Just like that, the awkwardness fades from the air, and things are back to business as usual as Vanessa begins to comb out her hair. Brooke finishes stretching, Vanessa goes to the half-bath to blow her hair dry. Brooke sits at her desk and types intently, Vanessa tries not to peek over Brooke’s shoulder to see who she’s talking to. Brooke stretches out on her bed to look at her phone, and Vanessa does the same to play around on hers.

“Oh, it’s our turn for dinner.” A reminder notification at the top of Vanessa’s screen alerts her to the time, and she shuffles up to slide on shoes and get going, only remembering what she’s wearing at the last minute.

“Gimme a second, we can go out like that together.” Brooke grins, swiping yet another strand of hair behind her ear as she drops her sweatpants and swaps them for a pair of pajama pants.

“Are you sure?” Vanessa frowns, but Brooke just shrugs, a wry smile spreading on her face.

“I’ve seen yours, now you get to see mine.”

Day 4

They do morning stretches together the next day, and Vanessa has to admit that lust gets pushed aside by jealousy the minute they slide into the splits. Vanessa can do them, even if she hates them–it’s not that she can’t. It’s not even that she’s inflexible, she wouldn’t have survived in dance up until now if she were. But Brooke? That girl is on a whole other level. She slides into the splits with no effort at all, falling into position almost instantly and yet extremely gracefully, then does the one thing Vanessa hates, because it’s the one stretch she can’t do. She grabs a high foam block and puts it under her front foot. And then, just when Vanessa thinks she can’t get shown up even worse, Brooke grabs a second block and slides that under, too.

God, Vanessa wishes she could hate Brooke. But Brooke is too sweet, too kind, and too encouraging to even hold her pretzel-like tendencies against her, especially when she turns to Vanessa and taps her foot, offers her tips on how to get herself to that level of flexibility.

Vanessa tries to tell herself that the way Brooke’s eyes seem to linger on her every few minutes is just that generosity, a teacher monitoring her pupil. But even after Brooke helps Vanessa slide a small book under her foot, elevating her leg just enough, the lingering continues, and it’s hard not to let wishful thinking–at least, she thinks that’s what it is–take over. And that feeling only gets stronger as they move to their next stretch, one where they’re toe to toe with their legs spread wide and Brooke is grabbing Vanessa’s hands to pull her hardly an inch away from her chest.

Is it just Vanessa, or is Brooke blushing? And is it just Vanessa, or are Brooke’s hands just a little sweaty under their softness, warm and gentle as if they’re trying to hold Vanessa with as much tenderness as they can? And is it just Vanessa, or has Brooke’s chest gone still, her breathing stopped until Vanessa straightens out again?

“Your turn.” Vanessa offers, pulling Brooke into the position she’d just been in, and from the way Brooke comes to a harsh, sudden, stiff stop, but her muscles don’t shake and her breathing doesn’t change, Vanessa can tell she’s holding back. Almost as if she doesn’t want to get too close.

Vanessa’s imagining it. She has to be imagining it. There’s no other explanation, not a heterosexual one, and Brooke is…

Come to think of it, Vanessa doesn’t know for sure. But she can’t ask, not now; it would be too strange. So instead, she pulls Brooke forward sharply, resisting the urge to giggle when the blonde grunts in surprise at her strength.

“No holding back.” Vanessa shakes her head, smiling far too warmly for Brooke not to know what this is really about. “You can trust me, okay?”

“Okay.” Brooke smiles up at her, and then her muscles relax, and everything feels back to normal.

Day 5

“Truth or dare?”

Brooke turns to look at Vanessa, shifting to sit up as she smiles dubiously. They’re lying on Brooke’s bed together, pressed up against each other in an attempt to both fit in the small space of the double underneath the fuzzy, tickly cushion of Brooke’s top blanket. Vanessa rolls her eyes at Brooke’s skepticism, rolling onto her back to look up at her, grin wide on her face.

“C’mon, you know you want to. We can scroll Reddit later. Truth or dare?”

“Um…” Brooke crinkles her nose as she thinks, and Vanessa has to swallow the thought of how cute the blonde looks like that.

Although admittedly, the fact that she’s starting to hope Brooke keeps thinking isn’t just so she can watch the way Brooke’s brow furrows and muse quietly to herself about how seriously Brooke is taking this choice. Rather, it’s because she knows what she wants Brooke to pick, and the longer Brooke thinks, the more opportunity there is for Vanessa to hope she’ll pick up on the psychic signals she’s trying to send her.

Pick truth, pick truth, pick truth…

“Dare. But I’m not licking anything and I’m not going anywhere naked.”

Damnit.

Vanessa frowns, chewing on her lip as she tries frantically to think of a dare she can ask Brooke to do. It has to be appropriate, obviously, nothing too crazy like she might ask of Silky or her other, closer friends. But it can’t be boring, either—-if there’s one thing Vanessa doesn’t want to be in Brooke’s eyes, it’s boring.

Then, she thinks of the perfect thing. Something that might get at her truth question, that isn’t too high-stakes but definitely still has a bit of an ‘oh shit’ factor—exactly what you want from a dare.

“Dare you to prank call your last ex. On speaker. ” Vanessa smiles triumphantly, sticking out her tongue to tease her roommate. It’s foolproof—depending on the voice, Vanessa will know who Brooke has dated. And if she’s dating someone already, then surely she’ll say that, since admitting it is no problem.

Only, from Brooke’s face, there’s definitely a problem.

“I don’t want to play anymore.” Brooke heaves herself up off the bed, face becoming stony and cold as her eyes cloud over with something that Vanessa can’t quite decipher. Something mixed with anger, sure, but also something…

Crap. Crap, crap, crap. The magnitude of what Vanessa’s just asked of her new friend hits her like a train, and she feels like both the dumbest and worst person in the world at once. She called Brooke out, put her on the spot, and if she is queer? Pretty much just asked her to out herself. Which, unlike someone like Vanessa, who has a pan flag on her desk, not everyone is willing to do.

Brooke isn’t just feeling cornered, she’s feeling afraid.

“Aw, c’mon Brooke, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want—“

“I said I don’t want to play!” Brooke snaps.

There’s a beat, Vanessa’s own heartbeat the only thing she can hear amidst the crushing silence.

“Brooke—“ Vanessa tries again after a moment, her throat going dry as she tries to cut through the sudden tension, but Brooke just turns to her desk, scoops up her things and storms towards the door.

“I’m going for a walk. See you at dinner.”

She slams the door on her way out, and suddenly, getting an answer to Vanessa’s question doesn’t really matter anymore, because there’s no satisfaction in what a reaction that strong might mean. She drops her head in her hands, staying there for a moment before punching the mattress underneath her, rocketing up and grabbing her phone.

“Silk? Yeah, I’m okay, don’t worry, I just… I fucked up.”

Day 6

They don’t talk about it at dinner, nor afterwards. They don’t talk about it the next morning, not during their morning stretches or at breakfast, either. It’s not that they don’t talk; they say good morning, ask each other questions about what time breakfast is, what time Brooke is going to be on a call with her parents. But that’s about as far as it goes; Brooke sticks to business, asking and answering questions in as few words as possible and avoiding Vanessa’s gaze at all costs. It’s torture, the tension eating away at Vanessa’s mind and stinging in her chest. She fucked up, and she fucked up bad , and despite Silky’s advice, she’s not so sure she can fix this.

Still, she supposes it won’t hurt to try.

Brooke is in the shower when Vanessa decides to sneak out, purse over her shoulder and mind ready for a mission. There’s a supermarket open within walking distance of the uni right now, and technically, she’s not supposed to leave campus at all except for emergencies. Which this is, so it should be okay, right? At least, that’s what she’ll say if she gets caught. She’ll have to be fast, and sneaky, and careful not to run into anyone who might ask where she’s going. Come to think of it, she hasn’t been for a walk on the grounds yet, not since arriving–how will it work? Will she have to plan a route? Give it to the front desk? Get a pass or something, to make sure she comes back within the allotted time? This could be dangerous, very dangerous…

“If you’re gonna go to the shop, can you get me a pack of cigs?” The stoner at the front desk doesn’t even bother looking up from whatever he’s doing on the computer as she tries to sneak by, stopping in her tracks at his voice.

Christ, really?

“Sure, whatever.” Vanessa rolls her eyes, a little irritated at how easy this actually is. So much for danger and adventure.

She comes back about an hour later, throws the guy his pack and launches that he owes her eleven over her shoulder, and skips back into her room with a jumbo bag of ketchup Lays in her knapsack.

“Peace offering?” Vanessa grins down at Brooke as the blonde’s mouth drops open first in surprise, then delight as she snatches the snack from Vanessa’s hands.

“Where did you find these?” Brooke squeals with delight as she tears the bag open, breathing in the sharp, slightly-sour smell that makes Vanessa’s nose wrinkle. Still, seeing the look of utter joy on Brooke’s face makes Vanessa so happy that she can’t help but smile, too.

“International aisle.” Vanessa sits on the edge of her bed proudly. “Figured you might like them, seeing as you always say you’re craving them.” She winks, and Brooke rolls her eyes, but giggles despite herself. But the moment passes as soon as it had come, and then they settle into silence again.

Come on, Vanessa. Just face the music. Apologize. She deserves that from you. Vanessa bites her lip, her hands curling into fists as she tries to force her heartbeat even again, because the longer the silence goes on, the more awkward it gets, the more she realizes that it’s now or never for her to make things right.

“Brooke–”

“We don’t have to talk about it.” Brooke says quietly, her voice flat and lifeless and… scared, almost. Vanessa sucks in a breath, her chest sinking as she realizes what’s going on.

“Well… Do you want to?” Vanessa prods, but Brooke doesn’t even look up from the bag of crisps, which suddenly seem to be the most interesting thing in the world despite the dullness in the blonde’s eyes.

“Honestly, I’d rather we didn’t.” When she finally speaks up, her voice is barely above a whisper, and it’s enough to make Vanessa’s heart break.

Not just because she’s lost her chance to apologize–because she knows that tone, knows that look. Knows the hesitancy and caution behind it, the anxiety and the feeling of being trapped and overwhelmed. Knows what kind of revelation that voice and that look are hiding, and how the information Brooke is trying to avoid isn’t actually set in stone yet.

Jesus, she’s fucked up way more than she thought she had.

“Okay.” Vanessa finally nods, sighing deeply. “But if you do… I’m here, okay?”

Brooke hesitates for a moment, but when she does look up, her eyes are full of a gratefulness that’s surprisingly warm. “Okay.”

This time, when silence falls, it’s not awkward, but full of resolution.

“So…” Brooke finally breaks it this time, a slow smile spreading on her face, “They just put up the newest season of The Bachelor online, wanna watch it? We got snacks, after all.” Brooke waves her bag in the air, and Vanessa smiles.

“Shove over, mate. I wanna see what kinda mess the girls are this year.”

#rpdr fanfiction #brooke lynn hytes #vanessa vanjie mateo #branjie #college au #lesbian au #when we went from friends to this #writworm42

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au masterlist

okay ive been meaning to do this for a while, and ive finally got the time to do it so here’s a list of all of my aus!! this is divided by ship for ease, and i do have a lot of pieces that don’t fit into any specific au - so this post is specifically for aus (this is a rly long post so im hiding it under a read more) (also please nobody comment on how similar the summaries are ive never had to think of how im summarising these aus before this post)

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buckytony

1. your pain (is my burden to bear) AU

Summary: soulmate AU where you can feel your soulmate’s pain, and marks that originate from your soulmate’s injuries can be found on your body

2. target and assassin AU

Summary: The Asset has been tasked with the mission of killing Antonia Stark. Falling in love with her along the way was never part of the plan.

3. park bench AU

Summary: they’re both running from their past. in New York, they find each other.

4. taste of your lips AU

Summary: TVD au. Bucky wasn’t planning to stick around in New York, just drop in long enough to fix whatever his brother had fucked up and then leave. But then he meets Toni Stark, and against all odds - he finds himself staying in the one city he’d sworn never to step foot in for all of his immortal life.

5. the second (love of his life) AU

Summary: greek gods AU, Aphrodite!Bucky x Hephaestus!Bucky . Bucky has spent over a thousand years resenting his marriage to Tony, content to ignore his husband in favour of his lover, Steve. but when he’s captured by Joann Schmidt and its Tony, not Steve who comes to his rescue - Bucky finds himself falling for the husband he spent so many years ignoring. Is it too late, or can he fix a marriage that was doomed from the start?

6. waste my time AU

Summary: Tony doesn’t do boyfriends. Tony has a boyfriend - Tiberius, or he will anyway once he convinces Ty that breaking up with him was a horrible idea. But then he meets James Barnes at a bar, and suddenly things don’t seem so black and white anymore

7. elite AU

Summary: a/b/o dynamics. Bucky isn’t planning on starting anything up in his new school, and would’ve been completely content to keep his head down until he graduates. But after a chance kiss with a bambi-eyed omega at a party in the beginning of the school year, things weren’t looking so simple anymore

8. 1000 lives (for you) AU

Summary: James hasn’t been subjected to the Chair in close to 3 years. After all, why would HYDRA use the Chair to control him when they’ve got his soulmate instead?

9. Secret Love Song AU

Summary: Marrying Steve wasn’t what Toni had in mind when she pictured the rest of her life, but it wasn’t any hardship. Of course, that was before James came into her life. (this au has been race and gender bent since the original post)

10. Dilwale AU

Summary: mafia au. Tony and Bucky used to be in love. Now they’ve sworn never to see each other again. ‘Course, MJ and Peter falling for each other puts a kink in those plans.

11. K3G AU

Summary: desi au. As a member of the illustrious Barnes dynasty, Bucky is expected to undertake certain responsibilities; chief of which is marrying someone from a respectable family. Tony Stark from Chandi Chowk might just put a wrench in those plans.

12. buckytony teen wolf AU

Summary: when Tony and Rhodey went searching for a dead body in the woods, a rogue Alpha werewolf was not what they were expecting to find. Overnight, their entire lives change

13. undercover cop AU

Summary: After the events of Afghanistan, Tony can’t bear to work at Stark Industries anymore. Handing over the reins of the company to Pepper, he quits and starts working at Midtown High. but the US government isn’t about to let one of the country’s biggest assets work at a public highschool without even the smallest bit of protection. Enter Agent Barnes, or as Tony knows him - Midtown High’s new gym teacher

14. the K2 AU

Summary: Bucky just wanted to live his life without the Army ever finding him again. Saving Tony Carbonell at a metro station and getting sucked into the intricate life of the italian mafia was never on the agenda.

15. Mara Dyer AU

Summary: fem! Bucky. Bucky was an extremely normal 16 year old girl - if you discounted the fact that her bestfriend and boyfriend died after an abandoned building collapsed on them; and that she was the only person to survive. Then bodies started dropping around her, people that she imagined dying who died in the exact grotesque way she pictured is. and suddenly, there’s nothing really normal about her at all.

16. ACOMAF AU

Summary: fem! Bucky. Bucky kills a wolf. Except its not a wolf, its a Faerie and the High Lord of the Spring Court comes collecting his pound of flesh.

17. centre of his universe AU

Summary: The Asset is fascinated by the Stark Heir.

18. one shot AU

Summary: highschool AU. nerd! tony x punk!bucky. Bucky has has a crush on Tony Stark for his entire highschool career, but he’s never thought he had a shot - choosing instead to pine uselessly while Tony dates what feels like the entire highschool body. Bucky’s resigned himself to the belief that Tony will never be his, until Tony breaks up with longtime girlfriend Rumiko Fujikawa, and suddenly - Bucky has one shot.

19. 1000 lives (for you) AU

Summary: James Buchanan Barnes and Anthony Edward Stark are impossible soulmates - separated by time, distance and space but brought together by horrible pain and suffering. This is their story. Starts from TWS, and is largely canon compliant.

stevetony

1. student of the year AU

Summary: Steve was supposed to keep his head down, get good grades and get a scholarship to a university far enough away that he wasn’t even breathing the same air as his family. But then he becomes bestfriends with Bucky, falls in love with Bucky’s boyfriend Tony - and things get a bit more complicated along the way

2. just friends(?) AU

Summary: Tony did this, thing where he fell in love with his friends. All of his friends, except maybe Steve. (too bad nobody told Steve)

3. captain americana and the heartbreak prince AU

Summary: Steve Rogers has known Tony Stark for 10 years, 4 months and 11 days. He’s been in love with him for the exact same time.

4. om shanti om AU

Summary: It should be noted, for the sake of posterity - that Steve usually wasn’t one to buy into the craze that surrounded celebrities. At the end of the day, they were still people. Tony Stark though, that was his exception.

5. stevetony lawyer AU

Summary: raising a 14 year old boy while juggling a demanding job at the DA’s office wasn’t easy, but Steve made it work. It wasn’t an easy life, but it was a good life. They were happy - and then Peter gets charged with the murder of his classmate Wade Wilson and everything falls apart. With his son facing life in prison, Steve does the only thing he can and calls the best defence lawyer he knows - his almost fiance Tony Stark.

6. schitt’s creek AU

Summary: David! Tony x Patrick! Steve

7. kidnapped! tony stark AU

Summary: Tony gets kidnapped and Steve loses his mind.

8. zindagi na milengi dobara AU

Summary: desi AU. in college, Steve, Sam and Bucky made a promise. 3 weeks, 3 activities, 3 boys and the country of Spain. 15 years later, Sam is getting married and its time for them to make good on that promise, to give him the send-off of the century. But between Sam’s conflicted feelings over his engagement, unresolved tension that threatens to break up the trio; Bucky’s secret agenda and Steve’s workaholic tendencies - it definitely promises to be a trip they’ll never forget

9. arranged marriage AU

Summary: desi AU. Steve has been in love with Tony for years. So when his mother asks him to settle down, he impulsively sends a rishta to the Stark residence; and thinks nothing of it. And then - they reply.

10. betrothed AU

Summary: Tony and Steve are princes of neighbouring kingdoms, promised to each other at birth. But the life of a royal is not as smooth as it seems.

11. the salacious bisexual life of tony stark AU

Summary: As a journalist, Steve Rogers is expected to write articles on a great many number of things. He didn’t realise that could include his ex boyfriend.

12. Civil War AU

Summary: everything’s the same except: (1) Steve and Tony are dating, (2) Steve doesn’t know Tony is Iron Man

13. stevetony lucifer AU

Summary: Tony is tired of being the Devil, tired of following Howard’s order, tired of all the bullshit that comes with divinity. Malibu isn’t great but its a refreshing change of pace, a nice break from the screaming and the pain. And then he meets Detective Steve Rogers and Malibu suddenly has a lot more to offer.

Note: this AU was started by @imposter-human and all credits for it rightfully go to her. i just piggybacked onto it and added a couple of my own thoughts, but this AU is hers.

rhodeytony

1. Dostana AU

Summary: Rhodey and Tony desperately need a new apartment, and there’s a brilliant one that’s close to where they both work. There’s only catch though, the landlord, Pepper (who is stunning) only accepts applications from couples. After a night drowning their sorrows in the local bar, they come up with the brilliant idea to pose as a gay couple for the apartment. They move in, and come up with increasingly stupid ways to impress their new landlord without exposing that their marriage is a shamNeither bestfriend likes to lose, and both of them have their eyes set on one person: Pepper (or do they?)

2. rajput tony stark AU

Summary: desi AU. Toni Stark comes from a long line of rajput royalty. (this au has been genderbent since the original post)

3. civil war rhodeytony AU

Summary: civil war scenes re-imagined with an established rhodeytony and a past stevetonyrhodey otv.

4. me and my bestfriend but make it rhodeytony

Summary: memories of me and LRP but re-imagined as Tony and Rhodey

5. meri pyaari bindu AU

Summary: To the rest of the world, he’s always be a Mr someone - but to Rhodey, he has and forever will be, his very first love, Tony.

6. doctor who AU

Summary: Doctor! Tony Stark x River Song! fem James Rhodes

7. female tony AU

Summary: Tony doesn’t like Rhodey’s new girlfriend. (he’s still trying to figure out why)

stevebuckytony

1. stephanie rogers AU

Summary: Steph Rogers was never supposed to find herself on the frontlines of World War 2. Then again, she wasn’t supposed to do a lot of things. - the mcu re-imagined with genderbent Steve. eventual stevetonybucky otv

2. on your knees AU

Summary: dom/sub AU. Tony is relearning what it means to be alive in a world where he’s not in the clutches of HYDRA, and misinterprets a scene between dom! Steve and sub! Bucky

samtonybucky

1. president tony stark AU

Summary: Tony Stark is sworn in at the 46th President of the United States. Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes are assigned to his detail.

buckytonynat

1. the Carbonell Family AU

Summary: Anthony Carbonell is the patriarch of the Italian Mafia, Natasha and James are his bodyguards (and lovers). Steve Rogers is the FBI agent who’s vowed to bring him down.

clarktony (superiron)

1. bound by blood AU

Summary: when Clark’s parents die, Howard Stark takes him in. Desperate to recreate the serum by any means necessary he starts experimenting on both his new foster child, and his own flesh and blood son in an attempt to create the next supersoldier. Years later, Clark has broken free of Howard and is now Superman; but he and Tony are connected in ways he couldn’t even begin to understand

gen

1. morgan stark’s villain origin story AU

Summary: Morgan Stark isn’t a normal girl. It might have something to do with the death of her father.

2. blind tony stark AU

Summary: Tony loses his sight when he’s 15 after a kidnapping gone wrong.

3. desi! tony stark AU

Summary: just a link to all pieces that have desi! tony stark in them.

4. slytherin! tony stark AU

Summary: just a link to all pieces that have slytherin! tony stark in them.

5. AU-gust 2020

Summary: a masterlist to all the AUs i did for AU-gust, spanning various ships and fandoms

6. sins of the father AU

Summary: Harley has always known who his birth father is. It just never occurred to him, that his birth father might not know who his son is. im3 compliant. slightly aged up harley keener (he’s in highschool not middle school)

#my writing #au masterlist #this genuinely took ages to compile so please appreciate this #and give my aus some love #making this made me realise how many AUs that i have to update or extrapolate #some of these AUs will probably never be revisited #but who knows maybe if someone shows interest in a dead AU #i might find inspiration to add to it

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tar-oh · 4 years

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Pick-A-Pile

So, at last I was both able to and feeling like I could do a pick a pile. I’ve been super busy with school and that’s also been leaving me feeling drained, and like I really can’t read cards like that so I took a break. This is a “what you need to know” reading because I think I’m best at that and like I said last time, I like seeing what comes up. Also, because I’d done one and when I went to write it up, it just didn’t feel like you guys needed to hear that right now, so... Here we are! So, like always, pick whichever is calling you. You are allowed to pick more than one, and I encourage you to do so if you feel called to another pile. Also, take what resonates. Today we’re going for a David Rose from Schitt’s Creek theme for the pictures. So, choose whichever outfit you like the best from him lol numbers are on the bottom left-hand corners of the pictures:

Pile 1:

Cards: 4 of swords, 9 of wands, 8 of wands, King of Swords, 4 of wands reversed, 10 of Swords, Knight of Swords reversed, Knight of Wands

Okay. first off. this was kind of weird. I haven't really done any readings for anyone other than my best friend and myself for the past two weeks, so I haven't really had anything odd happen to me in the last few weeks (except for numbers haunting me but that's been the better part of the year). When I opened the deck I was going to use as the main one for this reading...I saw the devil card in my head. Like. I had to check the box. It's a standard Rider-Waite deck that came in that shitty yellow cardboard box with the magician on top, but for a brief minute I was convinced the devil was on the cover of the box. But. It wasn't? SO? Why did I see that card? This pile needs to hear something (and it may also be for me, I guess we'll see). OKAY. OH BOY. First off, you got King of Swords and then it was also on the bottom of the deck for another deck so! Huh! The devil did not come out, but I'm going to read this like it did. This is a pile of conflict and action. No pentacles or cups, so I'm not really seeing a lot of emotion other than the 6 of cups being the bottom of one of the other decks. I'm going to start with the two knights here. We've got Knight of Swords reversed and Knight of Wands upright. I definitely usually see them as somewhat similar energies, but right now I'm seeing them as two different energies. Like, one is you and one is someone else maybe. The Knight of Swords is someone who rushes in with clarity and truth, and it's not always a happy truth. With it being reversed, I'm seeing this as so much harsher. Like, there's this harsh truth that someone's avoiding, but I don't see that it's not coming out ever. Like, someone here is aware of something and is kind of ignoring it, but I don't really know how much longer it can be ignored. Though, there is no major arcana, so even though this feels like something that is needing to be heard, it's not really a huge major life-changing thing. Except. It feels important? And like, because the Knight of Swords is reserved, as I see, it's not going to be able to be ignored much longer. This particular card seems so frantic and he looks so determined but reversed its like he's just going to fall off the back of the horse. So it's a truth that can't be ignored because if you do, you're not going to get anywhere. But, also, I'm kind of seeing that this might be something in the past or presently because 4 of swords was one of the first cards to fall out. So, someone here is sitting and thinking it through. Meditating on it. I feel like 4 of swords isn't a lot of peoples favorite card to get, but like, I enjoy it. He's literally just chilling. Like, sure the swords are just kind of hanging out over him, and they really don't appear to be held up by anything, but he looks so serene. And whats even more funny, even though the two cards are from different decks, I'm totally seeing the guy on the 4 of swords as being the Knight of Swords. Maybe this is after he falls off the horse and now he is literally forced to face this truth. And, this could just be a mental truth. Like, maybe you've just discovered something about yourself, and with so many sword cards, I definitely get the sense that there is a lot of thinking going on. With the 10 of swords I don't think it's what's going on now. I think this 10 of swords is what led the knight to the truth, and maybe that truth is the 9 of wands and the 4 of wands reversed. That there was a lack of harmony and this defensiveness. And now that I'm thinking about it, even though I read the Knight of Wands as another energy, I think they both COULD be you. Like, maybe you've fallen off of the horse and had to contemplate things and then the Knight of Wands is you getting back on the horse to move forward. And, maybe going back to this image of the devil card that I got, maybe you're breaking free of something. I really don't think it's a person or a physical thing. I really think it's a mental blockage. Like, maybe you did go through something that was external to you and it hurt you and you were maybe not in a great place and ignoring how it made you feel (and the lack of cups could maybe show this idea that you're not feeling what you're needing to feel to move on), but now you're in a better headspace. I really have the song headspace by the wombats stuck in my head and I'm not listening to any music right now, so I think that definitely goes with this. It's about someone who wants someone out of their head, and while I'm reading the two knights as you, maybe this person is the King of Swords? But now, you're breaking free. And even if this King of Swords IS another person, maybe you’re not leaving them, but leaving an image you have of them. Like an opinion you originally had. The way you saw the situation. OR, for some this could be leaving this King of Swords in the past. So, you've decided to move on. And with that 6 of cups at the bottom of one of the deck, I'm kind of thinking the King of Swords is tied with it, so it’s kind of a past energy but also a present and future energy for some. Like, maybe you're going back to someone or something from the past. Revisiting a place or an old hobby. An old idea. Or, just someone. Like, an old friend or lover and it feels right. Like whatever you're leaving was just not in alignment with where you're at right now and where you were before you became this Knight of Wands. And, like whatever it was not being in alignment could have really been an idea or the way you were viewing things, and you kind of see that it’s not serving you the way it should, so you let go of it. The Knight of Wands is really not my favorite card just because he can seem so impulsive to me, but I recently made the connection of him to D'Artagnan from the Three Musketeers and it kind of gave me this new light. Like, I LOVE D'Art. And I think using him as an example really helps me understand the Knight of Wands easier. He's young, naive and impulsive but he's loyal. Like, super loyal. He does kind of jump into things without thinking them through but I don't think it's always a bad thing. Like, I definitely get the fool energy with him, and the card also reminds me of my best friend who is notorious for getting ideas and acting on them within minutes of getting them, and then there's me in the background going "are you sure this is a good idea?", so while it's not always the greatest card, it has it's perks. And. Honestly, he's just fun. So maybe you're letting go of this anxious way of thinking and going into a more care-free zone of life. Like, maybe you overthink to a point where it's exhausting. So, I definitely am reading these to say that you should stop overthinking things, but also the Libra in me is also saying, try to be logical but not OVERLY logical. Ya know? The bottom of my Lovely Omens deck was the three of wands and I think that's a great place to end alongside the 8 of wands. The 8 of wands, again, has kind of a frantic feel to it (similar to the Knight of Swords reversed). A feeling of action happening. Movement forward, but maybe frantic movement. But the 3 of wands feels a little more stable to me. Like...Think of a doorway. You've got the two posts and then the lintel over it. That is 3 parts that create a door and doors are considered stable (like aren't you supposed to go in one during an earthquake? idk! I live in Wisconsin we don't get earthquakes much). So, to me, it's this great balance and maybe this is why the 4 of wands is reversed. Maybe before you weren't able to find this balance, so you go back a step to the three (also, reminds me of how we have the 9 of wands and the 8 of wands, again, going back a step). And going back a step is not awful and sometimes can’t be avoided. Sometimes, it’s the best step forward, to go back to where you started. So, i see that you're going to be going into a more balanced energy, but not a boring kind of balance where things just feel monotonous. One where you're able to feel free and light but also be able to be sure that it's right. Like, does that make sense? And I definitely see the King of Swords playing into that. Again, I think for some this is someone from the past and for others I see this as being you. But, I've got a big fat crush on the King of Swords (even if that card has been haunting me for MONTHS, but I’m kind of convinced the person I marry will be a King of Swords type), so, I'm a little biased but I'm reading this as good. Like, you're out of the hard part, whatever it was (and I think it was mostly mentally hard). So, finally I wanted to pull a quote from my oracle book where you close your eyes, open a page and point and this is what I got: "Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it." by Antonio Machado. I think this goes PERFECT with what I've said! Especially that it mentions 3! lol Like, I don't really want to break it down, I think it's something one can interpret for themselves because I think its going to be different for people. But, I enjoy the "guess it" part, because I kind of think that goes with that fool energy, like the leaping without looking. Like, maybe you're meant to be figuring out this 3rd thing by leaping? (also i don't want to break it down bc outside of being able to read these right now my brain is mush from school 😞 ). If for some reason ya needed more: blue, yellow, 3, 4, Air signs and Fire signs seems relevant. Just things that kind of stand out to me. Also: Headspace by the Wombats Pile 2:

Cards: 10 of cups, 7 of wands reversed, the chariot, the star, page of swords, the empress, the magician, ace of pentacles

I think you guys are a group that are striving for this emotional fulfillment (10 of cups), and you definitely are holding out hope that it will happen despite not really being there YET. I see the Page of Swords as you and the Empress as where you need to be/where you’re going. I don't think you need to get out of the page of swords energy. I kind of read it is like Nancy Drew or like a detective. You're striving for answers and so you're searching for them, and I think in this case you're looking for a way to be emotionally fulfilled so maybe you're trying different things. Like, what exactly is your calling in life and who are your people? But I think the biggest thing that this pile needs to know is that you need to be taking care of yourself. I don't necessarily get vibes that you're working too hard, but the 7 of Wands reversed makes me imagine that you're building up this wall, but it's in reverse, so like this wall is crumbling down. So, maybe your'e having trouble letting people in right now, or maybe you're just being picky about where you're energy is spent and I don't see that you need to stop this. I think maybe you can let up a little on building those walls, but maybe like your focus isn't supposed to be on that. Again, the empress to me is telling me that you need to be a little more caring for yourself. Like, work on nurturing you. Especially because I don't think anyone can really get that 10 of cups ending if they're not happy with themselves. This isn't to say take all of your flaws and pick at them, no, more like, embrace them? Like, how can you use them to your advantage and how can you maybe improve upon them. Also, being kind to yourself while you're doing this (And this is exactly why I'm seeing both the Page of Swords and the Empress as you, but more along the lines of you needing to step into the empress energy). And like, the empress is fertile. I mean, she is seen as the mother, ya know, but like, I also see her bringing life to other things (like love for yourself) and maybe life to creative projects. Like maybe the 7 of wands is you working away at things you're not meant to work on and the Empress is you figuring this out and going towards something else that's more suited (idk, i think right now I should tell you that if you felt like choosing pile 1 but didn't, maybe go read that. This part kind of reminds me of it). With the Ace of Pentacles, too, I see this fertility to it. And like, she kind of looks like an empress on that card from that deck, and Aces are about beginnings and pentacles are about material things, so maybe it's a new career or again, a new hobby (but I think money could be involved). And then there's the Magician, who is all about action and manifesting, and he has all the tools he needs, right? So, I think you are the Magician AND the Empress. Like, with this ability to nurture yourself and once you go into that mindset, you're able to create new things you wouldn't have been able to before. Especially if you're putting your energy into things that maybe aren't suited for you. And I'm kind of reading the Chariot as your outcome. Like, I didn't put them in any order, I just set them down in a way that looked better (aesthetics, ya know lol) but I see this as like once you're able to get into that Empress and Magician energy, you're going to like be capitulated forward. Whenever I see the chariot from the Rider-Waite deck I HEAR horses and like wheels of a chariot, right? And there are Sphinxes in front and they're lions with human heads, but like when the Egyptians put Sphinxes on things, it was kind of to show this idea of protection from the gods, and like this divine aspect to whatever it was you were looking at. Like, a connection to divinity. And the word destiny pops up, so maybe something you start to go towards is what you're supposed to go towards. And back the the sphinxes, lions, especially in tarot, equal strength. I actually for a brief moment before I went on this tangent forgot that the Chariot was 7 not 8, and 8 IS strength in tarot (though in some decks, it's Justice, so maybe there's a message for you in there), so I think that kind of plays a role into here. And that also brought on this weird idea of balance (again check out pile 1 if you were between the two). Like, the figure on the Chariot card is generally depicted as a man and the figure on the Strength card is generally a woman. So then, I was kind of like, well maybe once you're in the Empress/Magician energy, you're balancing out those aspects of you (like both the feminine and masculine sides, and seriously, this has nothing to do with gender and more with energy). So then I looked at the cards, and there is an even amount of both women and men depicted in the cards I pulled (4 each), which was interesting, right? There's also 3 major arcana AND you got the 3 in the major arcana (Empress) so again, CHECK OUT PILE 1 LIKE SERIOUSLY lol. I think this is kind of an important time in your life. Like, I don't necessarily know if you're making any major decisions right now, but I think that you're at least coming into who you are. When I was shuffling, the Death card wanted REALLY bad to fall out, but it never did. But I definitely get this death-card vibe from this. Like, a transformation of sorts. So, yeah. Definitely start focusing on you. And I don't mean stop everything and only focus on you. I just, mean find what you need to do for yourself. Maybe looking into the mirror and being kind. Maybe taking time out for you everyday, like 5 or 10 minutes to do something you like to do. Maybe taking better care of your body, or just doing something that makes you feel luxurious. Just. Take care of yourself. Once you do, I think you'll find that getting things done and creating things comes to you easier and you'll start to see a path unfold. So, I pulled a quote from my oracle book for pile 1, so obviously I'll do that for the remaining piles. For you I pulled: "The truth has shared so much of itself with me that I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, or even pure soul." -Hafiz. This is so interesting that it touches that idea I had about balancing of energies, also even like that idea about the sphinxes being connected to divinity and destiny! Also, bottom deck energy for one deck was Judgement, so definitely destiny! I don't know! I think this is maybe saying that you're worn down and so again, I think taking care of yourself and nurturing yourself is really the way to go in order to feel more energized. Another deck's card at the bottom was the High Priestess, so I read this as you knowing what you need to do for yourself. Like, maybe you've been thinking about it, like "Oh I should get more exercise" or "It would be nice to just kind of sit outside for a bit" or I don't know! Just something you feel you've been needing. Maybe even just sitting down and watching your favorite movie. AND URGH! Bottom deck for the last deck that I forgot to check was the death in reverse! So, avoiding transformation/change, and maybe this avoiding is you not taking care of yourself the way you should be doing. I also got Skin to Skin by Movements stuck in my head while writing those last few sentences, so maybe check the lyrics out with that. It's more about like feeling lust for someone, so idk! Things that could be relevant: 1, 3, 7, yellow and blue. Also blue flowers, like bluebells. Green. And maybe even like Egyptian mythology or architecture. I was learning about that in one of my classes this past week, so it was clearly on my mind, but I felt the need to bring it up. Especially with the imagery on the Chariot card, so I think that could be something you're into or you might want to look into. Also, Taurus, Virgo, Libra, Gemini, and Cancer energy. Maybe even Scorpio since Death wanted to come out. And: Skin to Skin by Movements

Pile 3:

Cards: 5 of wands, Temperance, 7 of Pentacles reversed (x2), The Magician reversed, Seven of Swords Reversed, 7 of Wands, 5 of Cups, Justice Okay, so I had told pile 2 to look up the song Skin to Skin by Movements, but I also feel like I should tell you guys that as well. I'm getting a couple different scenarios here, but the number 7 is super prominent for this pile either way. I pulled 4 sevens, two of them the seven of pentacles reversed. I'm actually really feeling like this has to do with another person, especially with 10 of Swords on the bottom of one deck and Page of Swords on the bottom of another. Like, I feel that there was something that left you feeling like you were fighting for something that wasn't there (5 of wands). Like, you put in a lot of effort, planted seeds and waited for them to grow, but they never did. And maybe, also, there's a sense that maybe there was some deceit, but maybe I think this is more you deceiving yourself. Like, maybe you thought there was more than there was. It's funny, the only 7 card that didn't come out was 7 of cups, but I really am getting that vibe. Like, maybe seeing illusions. And, maybe this wasn't you! Maybe this was someone else, maybe they made it seem like they were building something with you, or they thought they were, but then it didn't happen. So someone here is feeling a sense of loss (5 of cups). The Magician reversed also gives me that feeling that something is stunted. Like, something was never able to finish. Or start even. Like, when upright, the Magician is about manifesting, right? But, reserved, that's blocked. It's not going to happen. But, like...I don't necessarily know if that's true. Like, I kind of read that as a mental block more-so than a physical block (but it could very well have been a physical one for someone). Also maybe more of a stand-still. Like things are on pause. But, also I'm getting that maybe you were in a situation with someone that wasn't balanced. Like, maybe someone was putting more into it and it never turned into something more. Take what resonates.

And, with the Page of Swords on the bottom of one deck, I'm kind of going off of a meaning that some people use for the page of swords: someone is checking in on someone/spying on someone, especially since it was on the bottom so kind of hidden. Like, watching in the wings vibes. I think this is whoever else is involved with this (and because I pulled temperance, even though its only one person on the card, and it's like about balance, that whole duality thing really makes me get another sense that there is someone else, but it could also just be something you're going through by yourself!). But, this can apply I think for any scenario of this. I definitely think for all, someone is still kind of watching this situation (and it could be you that's doing this, but I also just get a feeling it's someone else). And, it's also weird, with all the reversals AND the inclusion of the seven of swords reversed AND the Magician reversed, I don't really get like...A bad feeling from them. Like, I can't really tell you how they are, or even who this person is. I just get the sense that whatever it was (job, relationship/friendship), it just wasn't the right time or place? Like, maybe a right person, wrong time kind of vibe. Also, exhaustion. Like you both are just tired of this situation, whether it be that nothing happened or that it hurt, there's just a sense of wanting to move on (but maybe not being able to yet). I definitely get a lot of regret, though and maybe the feeling that you or them or both of you need to put up some defenses because you're not quite ready to deal with the emotions (which, i mean, not a lot of cups action in here). I just get this feeling of regret and stagnancy and its really a bummer. But I see Justice and Temperance as being kind of...Not necessarily outcomes, but like the universe saying "Okay. This really sucked, I know. But things are balancing out. All the wrongs will be righted." Like a strong sense of karma here, and with that lessons needing to be learned. But the Sun is on the bottom of the third deck, and so, I see things are going to work out. Maybe not the way you or this other person had wanted, but I see that things are going to work out in a way that balance will be restored and you'll be able to feel better. But. ALSO. PATIENCE. For me, personally, WHENEVER seven of pentacles shows up, reversed or not, I am being told to be patient which is something I'm not. And Temperance can definitely be about patience too. And even though it's not upright, I view seven of swords as kind of being like someone bidding their time. Same with Page of Swords. Like that watching, and maybe the magician reversed isn't someone feeling that they can't act, but maybe they just don't think they should act yet! I'm not sure! It's probably a mixture for everyone, like for some it may just be you fighting with yourself over something! Either way, there is this sense of feeling like you missed out, and that something didn't work out in your favor, but it will in the end.

The quote I pulled from my oracle book for you is kind of funny since it has to do with time: "A wanderer is a man from his birth. He was born in a ship on the breast of the river of Time." by Matthew Arnold from "The Future". I personally am not sure if our lives are kind of mapped out before we're born, just because there's freewill, but at the same time I think there are certain paths and lessons we're meant to take and to learn and I'm kind of getting this feeling that this is one of those that you're meant to learn. I also think it's another way of both saying have patience, but also, time will tell. Like, I think there's a certain confusion with this, like with the seven of swords, and like maybe eventually this will all make sense. I also think for some this could be someone who really did play you and you're giving it up, letting it go. And this is here to tell you that again, it's going to work out in your favor, it just takes time.

So, things that may be relevant: 5, 7, Libra, Sagittarius, Virgo, Gemini, daffodils And also, Skin to Skin by Movements (maybe their new album too, it was just released but there are a couple other similar songs to this, but I also kind of resonate with this pile and I really resonated with the album, so check it out. It’s called No Good Left To Give)

#pick a card #pick a pile #tarot #tarot reading #general reading

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aion-rsa · 3 years

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How Legally Blonde Created a Feminist Hero Ahead of her Time

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Twenty years ago, Legally Blonde’s Elle Woods burst onto our screens with her infectious can-do attitude and an early-2000s penchant for all things pink and fuzzy, from her jacket to her phone. Reese Witherspoon’s iconic sorority sister who goes to Harvard Law School in pursuit of an ex-boyfriend—dressed in head-to-toe pink, carrying a copy of the Bible (Cosmo, obvi)—didn’t jive with the era’s conception of a Strong Female Character, a la Trinity from The Matrix, Sarah Connor from the Terminator movies, or Lara Croft from the Tomb Raider franchise. Elle derives her strength from what many would deem her traditionally feminine character traits and pursuits, not in spite of them, like her undergraduate study of fashion and her focus on loyalty and cooperation rather than competition. While some fall for the trap of associating masculinity with strength and intelligence and femininity with conservatism and vapidity, Elle’s fans have always seen her for who she really is: a feminist ahead of her time.

Everything about Elle Woods is bubblegum pink femininity, from her wardrobe (“I don’t understand why you’re completely disregarding your signature color!”) and tiny purse dog Bruiser to her enthusiastic vernacular and name, derived from the 2000s teen fashion magazine, which also happens to be the French pronoun “she.” When Elle is frustrated, she channels the feeling into studying and achieving. When she’s rejected from a study group (essential to surviving law school), she politely takes her homemade treats and leaves. An early precursor to Annie Murphy’s Alexis Rose on Schitt’s Creek, Reese Witherspoon’s charm and relentless positivity help turn an archetype that’s normally considered shallow or even villainous into a fully-fledged character with depth and heart.

It’s easy to look at Elle Woods and the film Legally Blonde and discredit them both—and many have. She’s arguably let into the school based on her looks, and her own advisor made a mean joke about acing a class on polka dots, discrediting her fashion merchandising major. But don’t forget that she had a 4.0 GPA and a 179 on her LSAT (out of 180 possible points), making her a top candidate. She was also president of her sorority, involved in extracurriculars and philanthropy. Oh and that pink resume? It’s inspired by the true story of how the manuscript for the book that Legally Blonde was based on got scooped from the slush pile.

Legally Blonde doesn’t make fun of its heroine for her interest in feminine-coded pursuits like shopping or her penchant for the color pink. An early shopping scene, a spiritual sequel to the couplet in Pretty Woman, sets Elle up to be the butt of a saleswoman’s joke about stupid rich girls spending daddy’s money. Instead, Elle asks the woman a series of questions about the garment’s construction and provenance, the saleswoman agreeing to everything in pursuit of a sale, not realizing she has exposed her own ignorance and deception by doing so. Elle’s fashion education isn’t an air-headed pursuit, but a fulfilling interest as worthwhile as any other, one where accumulating knowledge can come in just as handy as knowing about political science.

Legally Blonde is a fish-out-of-water story, so while Elle’s hobbies are no less important than how her Harvard classmates spend their time, they’re certainly different. She uses her specialized knowledge to figure out parts of the Brooke Windham case (Ali Larter), like realizing that gay men are more likely to know shoe designers than straight ones (even if that’s a bit, uh, reductive), and using her shared interests with Brooke to help make her time while incarcerated more comfortable and gain her trust, so that Brooke would share her alibi. The coup de grace, of course, is Elle’s use of perm knowledge to expose Linda Cardelini’s socialite daughter lying on the stand, causing her to crack and confess to killing her father, exonerating Elle’s client Brooke.

Throughout the movie, Elle is happiest in women-dominated spaces that focus on community and collaborative support, traits typically associated with femininity. When she was prepping for a proposal from Warner and then nursing the heartache afterwards, it was as much a Delta Nu experience as it was her own. Once Elle decides to go to law school, the entire sorority pitches in, helping her study for the LSAT and make her video essay. When Elle gets to Cambridge, she once again seeks solace at a nail salon, a place where women take care of one another and give advice, even if they are strangers at first. And it’s no coincidence that, when Elle quits working on the Brooke Windham case and wants to leave Harvard altogether, she cries her eyes out at the nail salon, where Professor Stromwell (a pitch-perfect Holland Taylor) overhears her plight.

Warner tells Elle, “If I’m going to be a senator, I need to marry a Jackie, not a Marilyn.” In the world of Legally Blonde, women don’t have to choose. You can be a shy manicurist, but also have a killer bend-and-snap. You can be a strict law professor who also goes to the salon and has her student’s back when a colleague sexually harasses her. It’s fitting that, for Elle’s moment of triumph, when she takes the lead in Brooke Windham’s case, Elle makes her entrance in her signature color: vibrant pink. Since her first class at Harvard, Elle started cosplaying as a normie law student, her clothing getting darker and more traditional to match her surroundings. She traded in her pink-lensed sunglasses for reading glasses. When it was time for Elle to have her crowning moment of achievement, though, she did it by looking and acting like herself, and relying on the knowledge and drive that got her to Harvard in the first place—pink sparkles and all.

Elle’s mother doesn’t want her to “throw away” being the first runner up in the Miss Hawaiian Tropics contest to go to law school, but over the course of the film, Elle proves that she doesn’t have to choose between the two. Furthermore, she doesn’t have to choose between love and a career, or settle for a guy who doesn’t appreciate her for the powerhouse that she is. While Warner is the catalyst for Elle’s journey into jurisprudence, he quickly shows himself to be something of a “bonehead” once they’re both in Cambridge, telling Elle she’ll never be smart enough to win a coveted internship spot, encouraging Elle to break her word to their client once she does get the internship, and then never noticing the sexism of their professor who only asks the women to fetch him food and drink. Eventually, Warner does come around, like all of Elle’s classmates and teachers, but by then she has the self-worth to tell him to take a hike.

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Speaking of Warner, when he shows up in Cambridge he comes with his preppy fiancé Vivian Kensington (Selma Blair, in a mini Cruel Intentions reunion). Vivian and Elle were set up to compete over not only Warner, but grades and career opportunities, like Professor Callahan’s internship. The film’s first act sees a bit of bad blood and back and forth. As the rivals see one another’s legal prowess and come to see the sexism in their field from powerful men like Callahan (and the way less powerful men like Warner either don’t see or pretend not to), they grow closer. Eventually, Warner reveals his low character while Elle displays her loyalty by keeping Brooke’s alibi a secret, and the two drop Warner and their competition to become friends instead. For young women watching, it’s a valuable lesson that other women and girls aren’t your competition—they’re your allies.

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Elle and Legally Blonde aren’t perfect—her journey started out in pursuit of her ex-boyfriend, and classmate Enid was probably right that many women in sororities would call her a dyke and mistreat her. It’s a shame Elle never finds common ground with the one woman in the film who’s an actual avowed feminist. But people grow, and Legally Blonde allowed its heroine the room to do that, even after the credits rolled. Elle Woods has inspired many women to become lawyers, and it’s easy to see why. She believes in herself and others, fights for her friend Paulette’s dog, and fights back against sexual harassment. But even for those who aren’t interested in the law, Elle’s way of winning people over by being kind, supportive, and “using her blonde for good” sends an important message that traditionally femme traits and esthetics are powerful in their own right.

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Some Favorite Fics from 2019

Before I dive into my list, let me send out some love to ALL of the authors who have contributed fic to this fandom this year. There are well over 300 people who wrote Schitt’s Creek fic this year, and you’ve brought joy to so many people and should be super proud of what you’ve written, whether it was only 100 words or 100k. I’ve personally read more than 6.5 million words of fic in this fandom this year, and I want to thank you all for every single one of them. <3

Now, in continuing this year-end love fest we’ve had going on the last few days, I also want to highlight some of my favorite fics from this year. I decided to cut myself off at twenty fics or we’d end up with a list too big to be allowed, lol. I also decided to limit myself to one fic per author in order to spread the love around as much as possible; there would definitely be some repeat authors on this list otherwise.

And now with all that in mind, I’ll shut up and get on with it.

Here are twenty of my favorite fics from this year and what I love about them...

this roof is a blanket by withkissesfour • rated M • 3k+ I love Patrick-centric fics. He’s such a beautiful character, but because he isn’t one of the four Roses, we miss out on a lot of his pov in the show, so I’m always here for fics that try to capture that. And this one does it beautifully, focusing on four different but thematically-connected moments in Patrick’s life.

We’re Getting Something for Free by MoreHuman • rated G • 1k+ This is one of those fics where you can see how much Patrick KNOWS David and loves him for exactly who he is. His refusal to let David villainize himself for just being who he is makes my heart so very happy.

Heart of Gold by barelypink • rated M • 40k+ I love love LOVE a good AU, but AUs based on other media can be really tricky to get right. The best ones take elements from both sources and elevate them into something fresh and new, and this fic does exactly that.

now you see me by grapehyasynth • rated T • 4k+ Did I mention that I love AUs? I never get tired of seeing them meet in new ways, and their New York-set blind date in this one just makes me smile a whole hell of a lot.

I’m All Lost (in the supermarket) by sullymygoodname • rated G • 9k+ This fic combines David “Good Person” Rose, headless mannequins, tiny cardboard houses, karaoke, ugly sweaters, and all the friendship and shenanigans you can possibly stand. What’s not to love?

I know, I’m strange, too much light makes me nervous by another_Hero • rated T • 4k+ I’m so in love with the entire premise for this soulmate AU and everything that it says about love and the choices that we make because of it.

Pizza Night by smoulderandbraids • rated M • 4k+ Sometimes you just need to read about them making pizza and making out. Thank goodness this fic exists for those times. It’s a straightforward concept executed perfectly.

cinnamon sugar... by startswithhope • rated T • 1k+ All of startswithhope’s fics have a lovely softness to them that almost seems nostalgic, like you can feel yourself missing them before you’re even done reading them. This one I think captures that feeling best and most explicitly--David’s mood here is exactly that kind of nostalgia. And his thoughts about Stevie near the beginning are something that I’ve found myself thinking about over and over again since I first read this.

On My Way by Distractivate • rated M • 11k+ As much as I love the happy place that is this show, I also really love fic that acknowledges that sometimes relationships are hard, that things aren’t always perfect, that love is a CHOICE which has to be actively made again and again and again. This fic showcases exactly that. Love isn’t always easy, but choosing to love each other anyway is always worth it.

around us by lamphouse • rated G • 1k+ This one is a simple idea, written with a soft touch, and every time I re-read it, I’m crying by the time David says “I want to stand still.”

of all the riches. by falconeggs • rated T • 9k+ Who doesn’t love a good celebrity AU? This one is as cute as you could possibly want it to be, from their first meeting to taking their relationship public. It’s just a little slice of joy.

Overreacting by codswallop • rated M • 17k+ Fics dealing with hospital visits and illnesses and things of that sort can easily tip over into whumpy territory (which is totally fine if that’s what you’re looking for), but this fic goes a different direction and manages to be funny and sweet and charming while balancing the anxiety of waiting for news. David and Patrick’s dynamic here is so good; they’re both sharp and funny and vulnerable and messy in turn, joking like normal when they can, lifting each other up when they can’t.

101 by Hth • rated E • 8k+ Like I said, I love fics that acknowledge that things aren’t always perfect, and there’s nothing more rife for imperfection than a first night spent together. Their night at Stevie’s is the perfect setting for starting to navigate some difficult conversations, especially in the wake of Jake’s unexpected appearance, and this fic does a great job of getting them through the nerves and the talking and the the stops and starts of that night. And their last two lines of dialogue are perfection.

The Sidelines by wildhoneypie • rated T • 5k+ Comedy is so much harder to write than you might expect, and I am constantly awed by how well this fic does it. It feels effortless and in-character and in line with the kind of humor that beats at the heart of the show, all while still capturing that instant, playful attraction between David and Patrick. It’s just such a fun read.

holy sick divine by earlylight • rated T • 36k+ If the tags “Strangers who Met in a Field to Coworkers to Friends to Lovers” and “Paperwork - But Make It Sexy” don’t endear you to this fic before you even start it, I don’t know what to tell you. My favorite part of this story is actually the role reversal of Patrick being Stevie’s best friend, Patrick having dated Jake, etc. That’s just one way that this fic takes everything we know and turns it on its head, and it does it with good humor and such a strange sweetness. It’s utterly unique, and the final scene just burrows down into your heart and sets up house there.

A Fair Return by thingswithwings • rated E • 237k+ This is probably the most insanely well-crafted canon retelling I’ve seen in my life. It adds so much backstory to the show and makes you rethink scenes you know intimately, which is what any good canon retelling should do. The OCs and the ways they’re carved into the structure of the story we know are where this fic particularly shines; it’s so, so well done.

my heart was broke, my head was sore by blueink3• rated M • 31k+ I think the only thing better than fake dating might be the exact reverse: having to pretend you’re not dating when you are. Even though they’re technically together, there’s just so much opportunity for pining and angst (both of which blueink3 always does SO fucking well), and this fic takes that to another level by adding in the fragile newness of their relationship and the anxiety of a family medical scare. David is so, so careful with Patrick here, and I love every single word of it.

let’s go dancing in the light by goingmywaydoll • rated G • 2k+ It was so difficult to narrow this down to one fic by goingmywaydoll because I absolutely love everything she does, but ultimately I went with her first one for this fandom. I’m SUCH a sucker for David and Patrick seeing each other before the wedding, and David having anxiety about not having anxiety is pretty much the most David thing possible. The characterization, the dialogue, the whole entire mood of the fic--it’s all absolutely spot-on. This one is everything I could ever want from wedding fic.

for feelings unbound by wardo_wedidit • rated E • 20k+ Picking one single fic by wardo_wedidit was also a near-impossible task, but ultimately I had to go with this one because it’s honestly perfect. David’s empath abilities add SO much to his characterization and the trajectory of his relationship with Patrick, and it fills this fic with so many gorgeous moments that leave you feeling like maybe there really is magic in the world--and this fic has plenty of it.

Watching Through Windows by helvetica_upstart • rated E • 38k+ Every single moment of this fic is heartbreaking in the best possible way. Reading it is like cracking yourself open and then putting yourself back together a little stronger. Watching David learn about the man he’d grown into and have to decide if he wants to (or even can) become that man all over again is simultaneously gut-wrenching and soul-healing. And Patrick in this fic--god, what can I even say about him? He’s so understanding and GOOD, even when he’s terrified and heartbroken. He is absolutely everything. Everything. This story is 100% perfection from start to finish, and the bench scene in particular is hands down the best scene in any fic I’ve read this year.

#thank you to all the amazing authors in this fandom #you've kept me plenty busy and wonderfully entertained this year #here's to even more fic in 2020!#fic recs #long post

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Second Broken Heart

I met someone incredible in October. I wasn’t looking for it, it just happened. We just got talking.

We planned to meet up and go bowling. It was sort of as friends but it was also sort of a date, but neither of us expected it to go any further.

Minute I saw him I thought he was so cute. His eyes just... twinkled and it was so, so beautiful.

We had such a great time bowling, he was much better than I was. We walked around the arcade for a bit afterward, and had some lunch together at the alley. Then we decided to go and hang out by the water, right near the river where we both lived. We sat on the wharf and we chatted for almost 4 hours about our pasts, our lives. He’d come from a very different place than I had, but there were so many similarities. I think we both felt something starting to grow in us.

Only that night we messaged again, and he told me how cute I was and how nice my butt was. The conversation got a little suggestive but still innocent and cute at its core. He decided he’d like to see me again the next day, so I invited him over.

It didn’t take long and I made a move on him, and he smiled so warmly when I did because he’d been waiting for it. He stopped the story he was telling and we just kissed and cuddled for so long. It was amazing, and it felt so right from the start.

He’d message me in the mornings when we were both working, he’d ask if I wanted to catch up for lunch, or go to the markets with him.

“Thinking of you <3″ he’d send out of nowhere in the mornings.

I invited him to a Halloween Fair, and he said he was very keen to go and would ask his friends. One of them was another boy. Someone he was good friends with. A friend with benefits. An American guy who had for some reason come to Australia and got stuck here since covid. This guy had an apartment in Berlin, he is very independent, he is everything I am not. And I mean that. I came to learn he is selfish, he is addictive, he is cruel. He was the only other one of his friends that came that night. We had dinner together, me, his friend, and one of my best friends. The American guy came off as charming and charismatic, and while I was sad there was more chemistry and history between him and the other guy than me, I couldn’t be upset. It hurt that night though, as the two of them split off and did their own thing together, leaving me and my friends lost and aimless. Then they left to go and drink as they said they did every single night.

I spent a night at his house at his invite, he said he wanted me to, he wanted to spend the night watching Schitt’s Creek with me. We watched Cabin in the Woods, we had a few drinks, I had cooked him dinner at my place. It was just such a perfect night. In the morning we got up and he took me to get breakfast at a little deli near his house and took me back home.

Before that night he had asked the American guy if he wanted to be his boyfriend, becasue his feelings for me were starting to get very intense. The other guy laughed and said no not really.

We continued seeing each other, doing things, being cute and making memories. Eventually as he was leaving my place one night I ask if he wanted to come to my work dinner with me. He said of course he would, he said he would really like that. The day came and I asked if we should go back to his place after the dinner or what. He said “the thing is, the other guy is staying here with me for a few days. He lost his palce and he needed somewhere to stay. I’m so sorry. Neither of us have an issue sharing a bed with a third though.”

This kinda threw me off. I said I needed to protect my heart, and that I wasn’t as close with this other guy as I was with him. Eventually I said yeah you may as well come I’ve been looking forward to this and we may as well do it.

Before we left we had a talk. He asked me if I wanted our relationship to go further. I said I had very strong feelings for him and yes I would but I’d like to take it slowly. He said he had very strong feelings for me too, but he also had feelings for the other guy and he had to choose. He said after the way we spoke he said “It’s you. I want to choose you.”

The work dinner was one of the most magical and perfect nights of my life. We laughed and drank with my workmates, one of my good work friends drove us home and me and him held hands in the car the whole way home. We got back to his place but couldn’t go in bc the other guy was there, so we walked up to the park near his house. It was a warm night and we swung on the swings and kissed in the street. He walked me over to my friends house nearby and kissed me goodbye.

A few days later he came over, and something was wrong. He sat down and said he needed to tell me he had spoken to all the people he needed to speak to and he had actually decided it was best for him to choose the other guy. We spoke and I cried. I told him it sucked but as long as he was happy. He told me how the other guy had said he will pay for his passport to move overseas, that he would take him all around Europe and see his smile and excitement seeing those places (covid was never mentioned which was telling). He didn’t say a word about how the other guy made him feel. It was all about the travel, all about the things he could give him. In fact, as we spoke I found out they had already been official for a day.

I went off the rails after he left. I wasn’t well, I was absolutely shattered. 4 days it lasted, and I couldn’t function. I couldn’t go to work. It was triggering so much past trauma for me that I thought I had worked on.

But one night, when my closest friends were with me for comfort, he messaged me. “Hey, do you think I could see you at some point?”

I asked why, and what was up. He said it had been a rough week. He said him and the other guy weren’t working. He said that all he could think about was me, at any moment. He wanted his rock back. I allowed him to come and say what he had to say and I could see he was exhausted.

He told me how the other guy had been understanding but seemed to be addicted to sex with him. He pinned him to the bed and asked if he loved him. He’d ask him for drugs all the time, he’d want to always get drunk and party. He said “I don’t like the person I am when I’m with him.” “I was with him for the wrong reasons.” “I spoke to my sister and she stopped me and said when you talk about Marc your face lights up, but when you talk about the other guy there’s nothing.”

I took him back. We’d take it at my pace, but I did it. We’d cuddle, we’d watch things, and eventually one day when I had driven to his house and we went for a walk at that very same park from my work dinner, I said I thought I was ready. And it happened. He became my boyfriend. We were both over the moon, we were both so happy.

He took me to the markets, we went shopping for tarot cards, we’d have lunch together. He took me to the central markets and we had lunch in a fancy food court and he made me dinner with the things he got there. We went to the beach, and he even took me with him all the way up to Renmark to meet his friends and see the river. He told some of his family about me, they said invite me over on christmas. He made me so happy. When we were in the car we couldn’t stop holding hands or touching legs. We’d talk so much and it was just so right. Everything lined up so perfectly.

After we’d started dating the other guy got upset, of course. He turned up to his house unannounced and the first thing he said was “do you want drugs?” and told him “you’ve really fucked me over.”

He said how shocked he was in his behaviour and that he’d dodged such a massive bullet. He said he’d made the right choice for sure in going with me.

But eventually the other guy did message again. He’d taken himself out into the outback. Suddenly, when I picked him up one day, he said “i’ve been overthinking again. and I don’t know what I want.”

We spoke about it for 7 hours. I cried. I could tell what was happening. I had only just got one of his christmas presents. A silver bracelet I got engraved. It had a bowling pin and our star signs on it, with the date we sat and spoke for hours at the wharf. I gave it to him and he did take it.

Eventually it came to ahead that he would decide to not be in a relationship.

He said “I need to choose between a person and a lifestyle” the person was me, and I can only assume the lifestyle was the other guy. He said if it was all stripped away and it was just between people it would be me. But he doesn’t like living here. He said “I’ll always love more than one person”. And he couldn’t tell me that he wouldn’t leave me to be with the other guy again.

He said he needed a few days of space, but he would message me on Christmas to wish me a merry christmas. Christmas day arrived and there wa snothing. I sent a messgae just saying “Merry Christmas” and he opened it with no reply. Same on new year. 5 minutes after midnight I messaged “Happy new year!” he opened it and no reply. I have been absolutely gutted by it for almost a month now. Every day has been hell. I messaged to ask waht was going on and he did respond. He said he couldn’t cope with hurting me anymore. He said no matter how hard he tried he would hurt me. He was trying to “protect” me from that. I responded, he opened it, and no response.

I know he is back with the other guy again. And it makes me sick to my stomach. He said he loved me. He said “I want to build a future with you.” he said “I want to go to your dream places with you, I want to protect you, I want to have a life with you.” none of those things exaggerated. Those are exactly what he said to me.

To give it away for someone who hassles him for drug contacts, who takes him to gamble, who uses him for sex even when he doesn’t feel like it, and who will influence him to drink almost every day.

I love him, and despite what he has done and the choices he has made I still do.

But I think he has made one of the biggest mistakes of his life.

It’s so hard. My heart is so empty.

#this is the hardest fucking thing #i didnt deserve to go through this #i miss you

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