#miss elizabeth boop

[the4chambersofmystery]

#miss elizabeth boop #it must be friday #what will tumblr do???

[cowgurrrl]

Losing My Cool

Pairing: rockstar!joel miller x actress!reader

Author’s note: shortie short but I’ve already got another part half finished 🤠 fic named after this song

Summary: What do they say about all good things? [1.1k]

Warnings: yearning idiots, probably incorrect interview technique, idk what else

A PA brings you over to your mark and instructs you to stay there until your name gets called, which seems simple enough, but she stays nearby to make sure you don't wander. It feels a little silly to always have to be babysat, but you brush it off, smoothing your hands down your blue dress and taking deep breaths. You've done late-night shows before, but they still make you nervous, especially since you know just how many people watch them. Ryan sent you a video of Elizabeth sitting in front of the TV, watching an ad for tonight's show, and cheering when she saw your name and face. So, who knows who else might be watching if your five-year-old goddaughter is?

You can hear the introductory remarks, laughter, and applause that come with them, but you miss the voices whisper-arguing behind you. They die down by the time your brain wraps around the sounds and decide to stay focused. And you do. You run through what you want to say about the movie, fun anecdotes, and easy ways to skate around questions about Joel. You feel settled and prepared until familiar hands wrap around your middle, making you jump and turn in his arms. 

"You're gonna get me in trouble," you say, and Joel smirks.

"I had to convince the production assistant to let me come kiss my girlfriend for good luck."

"You're getting fast and loose with that term, huh?" 

"D'you want me to stop?" He asks, his thumbs swiping over your hips, and you shake your head.

"I kinda like it."

"Good," Joel says as the band starts playing, and you push at his shoulders. He quickly kisses you, his hand lingering on your lower back for a second longer than necessary, before rushing away with a mischievous look on his face. "Kick some ass!'

You laugh at the sentiment as your name gets called from the front of the stage, and the curtain opens enough to let you walk through. You smile and wave to the audience members as you walk over and shake Jimmy's hand. "Thank you so much for being here," he says so only you can hear, and you smile. The band vamps until you sit in the plush chair beside his desk and accept the applause when he repeats your name.

"It's so great to see you! You look fantastic!" He says, and you smile as you run your hands over the skirt of your dress.

"Thank you! I'm so happy to be here."

"Well, we are very lucky to have you. You've been a very, very busy lady these past few years. When was the last time you were in New York?" He asks, and you puff out your cheeks as you think.

"At least four or five years."

"And you went to school out here, right?"

"Yeah, I graduated from NYU. I was lucky enough to earn a full ride on a merit-based scholarship which doesn't happen very often, and once I graduated, I did a few projects here in the city before getting my first movie deal out in LA."

"That's amazing! And since then, you have been nonstop. I mean, you are everywhere. And you have a new movie coming out called Red Dirt Girl," he says as he holds up a picture of the movie poster, and the audience cheers at the image. You reach out to boop Lilly's nose and feel yourself smiling so hard that your cheeks hurt, but you're so happy. For once, it feels genuine. "What was it like to work on this film?" 

"It was just the opportunity of a lifetime. We filmed out west around the Colorado-New Mexico border, and I hadn't even been out there, so it was so fun getting to know that area and working with the cast and crew. I mean, it was just like coming to work and having fun for twelve hours a day, and then we all lived in the same building, so we would just keep hanging out, and we got to be really close."

"And the girl who plays your sister, Lilly Porter, is just phenomenal for someone as young as she is. Did you find yourself getting protective of her?" 

"Oh, absolutely. Lilly just turned sixteen about a month ago, but when we were filming, she had just turned fourteen, so she was really young, and I hadn't worked with someone that young that closely. And we had a day where we just sat down and talked for hours, and she's such an old soul, and she's so smart, but, I mean, we both know how hard the industry can be. So, I set her up with people I trust and gave her advice I wish someone had given me. I got really close with her family, and, of course, they are fantastic people as well. So, it was a learning curve for both of us, but she is an amazing, beautiful person, and I'm so lucky that I got to work with her. I totally consider her a little sister now." 

"Which is ironic considering that you guys butt heads so much in this movie."

"Oh, yes, we do."

"Let's take a look at this clip here," he says as a short clip from the movie comes up on the screen behind you. Lilly's character, Sabrina, is arguing with your character, Jo, about getting sent home from school because of her behavior. Lilly perfectly portrays the annoying little sister as she stomps through the house, making sarcastic comments and driving you up the wall. The clip ends with Sabrina telling Jo that she's just like their mother, which obviously, hits Jo right where it hurts. You smile and clap along with the audience as the clip ends. "Wow! I mean, just fantastic! Were those scenes hard to shoot?"

"The scenes where we were fighting were really hard to film because I just love her so much, and I never wanted to yell at her, but Lilly was absolutely brilliant because she would do a new thing each time we shot the scene that would completely throw me off. So, like, one time she knocked over a chair or slammed the door so hard that pictures fell off the wall, and it would startle me each time, and then it was pretty easy to access that anger after that." You laugh, remembering the time you accidentally did raise your voice because she scared the shit out of you. 

"And did the director tell her to do that?"

"No, she just did it! And Peter, the director, was just sitting there like," You cross your arms over your chest and lean back in the chair, copying the famous Peter Jankowski slouch, and nod, pretending to chew gum. "And like, that's it! Which is great! You always want a director that will let you try things, but I was given no warning." Jimmy laughs at the story and seamlessly transitions into a commercial break. 

The rest of the interview goes smoothly, with you promoting the movie and even playing a game where you had to answer New York City trivia facts. Appearances like this can actually be really fun when they're done right, and you always have a good time when you're on the Tonight Show. As you're leaving the stage, Jimmy tells you that you and Joel have to get dinner with him and his wife the next time you're in the city, and you agree, knowing that it will probably never happen. 

You're excited to see what Joel will say about how things went, but when you go backstage, he's nowhere to be found. You don't find him immediately in the wings where you left him or in your dressing room. You almost ask the PA if she saw him leave, but she's dealing with five million other things, and you doubt she would've noticed even if he did. You furrow your brows as you fish your phone from your purse and type out a quick message to Joel.

Hey! Where are you? I just got done.

The message delivers even though his phone is on Do Not Disturb. You think about calling him but figure he might've just gone back to the hotel room before you. Paparrazi gets pictures of you leaving the studio alone and shouts questions at you, wanting to know where Joel is. You don't answer. You just get in the car and try to get back to the hotel as fast as possible. Truthfully, you're a little embarrassed. You looked around for him like a lost puppy backstage, and now you're just dutifully returning to the hotel to look for him. It also doesn't help that you were photographed arriving with him but not leaving with him. You can feel Melanie's migraine from here.

When you scan into the hotel room, all of Joel's stuff is gone. His clothes, shoes, and even his razor have all disappeared. You were there for an hour, maybe less, and he just left? Your phone buzzes in your purse, and you quickly pull it out to see a text from Joel.

Ellie had an emergency. On the first flight back. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you.

You sigh, plop down on the now too-big bed, and kick off your heels.

No worries. Take care of your baby. I'll see you when I get back.

Thank you. I owe you.

You don't owe me anything, Super Dad. Just text me when you get home, and keep me updated. Let me know if you or Sarah need anything.

He starts typing something before deleting it and then typing again. For a moment, you two stare at the same screen, waiting for the other to say something even though he's at the airport and you're in an empty hotel room. Your heart clenches in your chest as he types and types and types, just for the bubble to disappear as fast as he did.  

#one for the money two for the show #the last of us #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel tlou #the last of us x reader #joel miller fic #joel miller the last of us #joel miller fluff #tlou au #the last of us au #joel miller x female reader #rockstar!joel miller #rockstar!joel

[ambersky0319]

WIP Tag Game

Tagged by @hihopelessromantics! Thank you so so much for the tag!!

I had so many WIPs and didn't wanna limit myself to any category so made a new post 😅

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I'm gonna start off with some no pressure tags: @willowaudreykeyes @hdgnj @valewright67 @tacochippy @animalarte @writing-is-a-martial-art and anyone else who wants to do this! ^^

Fanfics above the cut, original works below ^^

Fanfics

NNT

Eternal (1 Planning, 1 Scrapped Scene, Chapters 1-24)

The 3,000 Year Constant (1 Plan, Chapter 1)

Geldris Day Fic 2

Goddess Elizabeth and Meliodas

A Treasure - Zeldris and Meliodas and Elizabeth

Digging A Little Deeper - Meliodas and Diane

I Don't Like You - Zeldris/Gelda

Not Breaking the Rules... Technically - Elizabeth-centric

Rightfully Angry - Meliodas and Zeldris

Zeldris-centric ANGST

Stardew Valley

Maru & Sebastian (Request)

Elliott/Sebastian - TBN (Request)

AUGTIYL

1. One Too Many Late Nights, Last Call

2. Meeting Everyone

3. Friday at the Saloon

4. Elliott Meets Krobus

5. Family Reunion

Worry - Sam/Farmer

Other

Zoo (Show) Rewrite

3rd Life - Grian and Scar

3rd Life - Bdubs and Cleo

3rd Life - Impulse and Skizz

3rd Life - Jimmy and Scott

3rd Life - Red Army

Original Works

Soulmate Reject Story

Cinomed Chronicles (Six Worlds)

3 Planning Docs

2 Worldbuilding Docs

Cinomed Chronicles (Two Worlds)

2 Planning Docs

"Go visit her."

A Very Rough Night

Aftermath

Alternate Throne Room Scene

Angel's Start

Blep

Booopity boop

Celebrations

Darling

Dealing with Idiots

Dire Circumstances

Fallen Angel

Help

Her Memories

Hidden Wings

Holidays with the Sydneys

Honorable

Introduction of Leona maybe

Lazy Day

Long Night

Medical Center Scene

Miss Most

Promise me something?

Rando Short

Random Short

Short Story - Family Field Trip

Something Wrong

Starting to Cope

Titles?? In this household?

Unease

Untitled

3 Untitled Documents

Vic???

Want

Wedding Day

What Makes You Beautiful

You Need To

At Long Last

1 New Chapter, 2 Old Chapters

Not of This World

Chapters 1-5, Chapter 12

The Prince's Guard (Scrapped)

1 Planning Doc

Chapters 1-4

#tag game #ask game #ask game: WIPs

[wintersongstress]

get to know me

tagged by @a-shakespearean-in-paris  to answer some questions💕💕 (have a safe and wonderful trip my friend!) 

Favorite color: Purple forever and always 💜

Currently reading: Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell because I love my 600+ page classics! I want to read more big books this year. I am also listening to Stateless by Elizabeth Wein. 

Last Song: sweet/ i thought you wanted to dance by tyler the creator

Last Movie: I watched The Great Wall with @the-halo-of-my-memory last night because she’s humoring my Pedro Pascal era—until she fell asleep that is 💀 (love u sleepy girl)

Last Series: I rarely watch tv shows to be frank. I think the last thing I watched was the book of boba fett. 

Sweet, Savory, Spicy: sweet 🍰 my white girl tastebuds can’t do spicy. 

Craving: broccoli cheddar soup 

Tea or Coffee: Tea all the way. Coffee just doesn’t do it for me, it makes my pee smell weird. I’d rather be relaxing sipping on lavender earl grey or rose chai. 

Currently working on: Writing wise there’s this Arthur fic I have been working on for years, over 15k words on part one of what I’m thinking will be 3 parts lol. It focuses on overcoming trauma and healing from it; the reason why I haven’t given up on it is because the message is really important to me, and Arthur is the ultimate safety comfort character to explore those themes 🥺 Also some Joel headcanons because the fics that are out there are too dark and ooc for my tastes and I just want to give him a fucking hug 😭

Embroidery wise there’s a little sign I’m making that says “fight the good fight, write the good write” with a sword and a pen wrapped in vines and roses—something to put up by my desk to give me the motivation to keep writing. I’ll for sure post it when I’m done 😊

nose booping: @shallow-gravy // @preciousgyro // @vault21 // @onewingedangels // @rivetingrosie4 // @sternbagel // @stedebonnets // @miss--river  and anyone else who wants to ♥

#tag game #tag meme #godd i'm annoying

[afton-family-askblog]

*turns to câmera*

Hey there! It's the "friendlly" paralisis demon here again!

*pins William on the bed and stares at him with empty eyes*

į̴̭̈́͊͘t̶͔̀̌͌͂͋̀'̴̧̱̘͈̬̹̾̓̍͆̂̈̔̽ŝ̵̩͎̪̬̀̓̒͝ ̵̠͎̟̀̒̀͋̆͠a̶̢̡̱͙̼̙̖̾̈́̃̍́̌̓l̷̬̺̰͈͍͕̦͒ļ̷̤͚̱̈̂̐̿͝ ̶̯͙̖͈̥̼̝̩̋̐͋͝y̸̢̧̤̗͉̝͗̓̈̿̓͝ö̸̡̖̪̟́͌̈́̔́̇͘͝ŭ̴͔̪͈̰̻͙̎̒̿́͐̚͜͝ŗ̷̗̲̙̪̦͔̬͒̾͐͗ ̶̛̙̠̈́̇̏̔f̵̬̗͒̍̀̈́̃̈́̓͗a̷��̳͎̙̫͇̑̉u̴̬̻̱̯̯̗͑̉̏͐l̵̢̨̤̥͖̮͑̃͒͜͜t̷͇̙̬̣̱̞̼̖͒

í̷̧̿t̴̢̙̽'̴̥͆ṡ̸͔ ̷͚̅a̷͇̱̓ľ̸̙l̶͓̫͌ ̵̯̜̓̕y̷͎̹͑̊ǒ̶̙̚u̴͕͂r̵̬͙̉ ̶̣̻͝f̵̦̽ä̶̭̼̔ú̵͚̠l̷͖̑̐t̷͈̕͝

i̸t̷'̷s̷ ̵a̵l̵l̸ ̴y̶o̸u̵r̵ ̸f̶a̶u̴l̶t̶

it's all your fault.

How does it feel to see karma affecting not you, but the ones close to you for the grander plan's amusement?

I could give you a wish for your soul~

Maybe to protect someone? Hahahahahah we all know that's not what you would wish for!

Y̴̨̡̛̤͓͗̀̅̊̅̽̓͘o̶̫͕͇̱̙̙̞̓͛͜ư̴̩̻̺̯̣͙̱̪̜͔̔̇̂̚ ̴̧̙̠͇̭̈́m̸̨̯̦̰̃́̆̇̓̈́͝à̴̡̬̊̈̎͆k̸̢̺̩̩̖̓̎̂́e̵͙̠͈̻̓̈́̑͘͜ ̴̺̙̹͌͛͒̃̊ͅm̵̡̢̥̥̻̞̟̰̭̊̈́͜ę̴͎́̇̇ ̸̣͊̈́̓̽̓͐̌ṥ̴̨̹̼̤͙̘̤̫̫̤̾͌̌̀̑͝i̶̛͈̜̲̦̗͉͌̉̆̍̆̕͜͝ͅĉ̶̢̜̅͂̓̅̈́͆̍̚k̸̦̠̳̬̻̳̄̋̀̐̋͒̀͝

But I know in the future a way more beneficial deal for me will appear!

*they boop William's nose*

Remember me when death comes to claim your soul! I love messing with the guy~

*collapses in itself like a empty burned tree, dissapearing with only smell or rust and burned wood left*

[He springs up like a child after a horrid night terror. His head flips left to right. William let out a deep sigh. Sleep paralysis, night terrors, horrid thoughts. He can only assume this is because of the recent events. Michael was already torn up over Evan's death, and now he's loosing sleep over Elizabeth's disappearance. He'd spent the days hanging up missing posters. William wondered, though a horrible thing, how much Michael would sob if he saw, or merely knew what William did. His head snaps back to his hands. What he did. His hands shake. He's done awful things. Awful things. He gets out of bed. He's been putting this off for too long, out of fear maybe? Whatever the matter, he needs to find Elizabeth.]

Wh- what are you doing, William? -Clara Afton

I'm-

Don't say going to work. It'd the middle of the night!

I'll be back.

William-! [He walks out the door and leaves.] Oh for fucks sake!

#fnaf #ask blog #ask #ask the aftons #william afton #ask william afton #Hmm what should i tag this demon friend as #Hmmmm #I dunno #ALSO THE FORMATTING LOOKS REALLY COOL ON MY END WOA #I WISH I COULDA GOTTEN TO THIS SOONER BUT OMFG IM SO SLEEPY #WHEN I FINISH WRITING THIS ITS PROBABLG HINK SHOO HONK SHOO MIMIMIMI FOR ME TBH #Also i realize i use a different way of speakimg every time i do it #Huh #Is this good im so fkin tired #Aether

[luucypevensie]

🐰 Betty Boop pls!

MY LITTLE CLIMATE WARRIOR, THANK YOU ANNA!

1. Their berserk button: When people do not recycle certain products properly, you will definitely be on Betty’s hit list. I mean, it’s not that hard people, come on!

2. Why their name was chosen: Betty’s parents were looking for something old school yet timeless for their daughter’s name. When they were discussing options with Thea’s parents, Robert (Thea’s dad) was surprisingly the one who suggested Elizabeth. Marjorie (Thea’s mom) agreed with the name, and said that Betty could be her nickname. Betty’s parents loved the idea and decided to go ahead with that

3. Their favorite 2020s song: Leaning On You by HAIM

4. Their biggest fear: Betty’s terrified of forgetting her parents and her memories of them as she continues to get older

5. One turn-on of theirs: Being environmentally conscious (seriously, when Artie went to a beach clean up with Betty, even though he couldn’t do much with his wheelchair, she had never been so turned on by someone making an effort to care about the environment)

6. Their go-to sleepover activities: Betty loves being around a bonfire outside at night and roasting marshmallows, then a good game of Ghost In The Graveyard (where one person hides, and whenever someone finds them, they scream “Ghost in the graveyard” and the ‘ghost’ tries to get the new ghost)

7. What candle they’d get at Bath & Body Works: Cactus Blossom

8. A moment where they reached their breaking point: Seeing Thea in the hospital after her fainting spell during Junior Prom. Betty just doesn’t understand how someone could make her beloved cousin feel like she needs to not eat, that she’s ugly, and she just broke down into tears

9. Whether they’re organized or slobby: Okay, this might come as a surprise, but miss Betty is a big ol’ SLOB!

10. Their favorite feature about themselves: Her kindness

#oc: betty munroe #fic: dorothea #tv: glee #oc asks #carmens-garden #THANKS AGAIN ANNA!

[northelizabethstarr]

Full Name: North Elizabeth Janesa Starr ☆

Stage Name: Nessa Barrett

Nicknames: Northie, Nori, Nessa, Ness

Age: 19

Heigh: 5'0

Birthday: October 2nd

Sign: Libra

Favorite Colors: lavender and mint green

High School: East High School; slc (graduate)

Occupation: TikToker, Singer

Place Of Birth: Florida

Current Place Residing In: New York

Pets: Caspar (male dog), Ghost (male dog), Juice (male dog), Boop (male dog), Boo (male cat), Blue (male rat), Pumpkin (male rat), Baby (female dog), Lyric (female rat), Bubbles (female rat), Angel (female rat)

Stuffed Animals: Miss. Blossom (pink cat), Mr. Purple (purple panda), Lucky (white unicorn), Stanley (white bear), Pinky (pink panda), Mittens (small white cat), Whiskers (big white cat), Horneeee (pink unicorn), Peaches (big orange dragon), Muffins (small multi-colored cat)

Relationship Status: Taken by Dominic Blake

Friends: Dominic, Ricky, Libby, Jet, Josie, Jaden, Nessa, Gina, Sabrina and Raven

#roleplay #parody #parody account

[storiesofsvu]

The Melody

Elizabeth Donnelly x fem!reader Warnings: language, alluded to smut, just fluff. Covers the “musician” square for @adarafaelbarba’s bingo!

Elizabeth had had the absolute worst of days. As much as she loved climbing through the ranks, and knowing that she was on the bench and in a high up position, she hated having to be responsible for so much, keeping a wary eye on so many damn prosecutors. As much as she adored Alex and Casey they both had their own problems, and the junior attorney’s simply made her head spin. All she wanted was to head home, have a hefty glass of scotch to calm her down, and call you. Even if it was just a voice mail she needed you know just how much she missed you, how much she loved you and wanted you home.

Instead she was met with the sound of someone else in her brownstone when she got home. She huffed, thinking it was the housekeeper, hanging up her coat, tossing her blazer around the bannister of the stairs as she stepped out of her shoes. Though it only took a second before a smile graced across her lips the sound of the piano echoing through your home.

She knew you’d been hesitant to move in, you could sense her coldness, though it had nothing to do with you, she was just specific about her home. She liked being alone, she valued her decompression time after a long day at work and she enjoyed her space not being invaded. Which was part of why your relationship worked out so well, it helped helped that you were regularly on tour. Though Elizabeth loved having you around more than she ever thought she would, there was something special about you that made her appreciate the way you invaded her space.

She let the music invigorate her senses as she moved through the house, pouring out a couple of glasses of wine in the kitchen before crossing to the study, pausing in the door way for a few moments, adoring the way that your fingers glided across the ivories with little to no thought. She knew you weren’t practicing anything in particular as she crossed the room, your body slightly jumping as her arm wrapped around you, her lips pressing into your shoulder.

“Thought you might want a drink.” She smirked as you turned on the bench, chasing after her lips for an actual kiss, “welcome home.”

“I can think of a few things better than a drink I want.” You teased back and she chuckled, “and thank you.” You took the glass of wine from her, taking a sip before placing it on the piano top.

“How were your shows?” Liz settled into the chair beside the piano, facing you with a gentle grin on her cheeks.

“Good.” You sighed softly, “but I’m happy to be home. I missed you.”

“I missed you too sweetheart.”

“One of these days I won’t have to leave the city to do my job, and I will never leave your side.” You murmured, your hands trailing across the keys momentarily before you started to play a quiet melody again.

“You have no idea how much I would love that.”

“Oh really?” You cocked a teasing brow, “you? Elizabeth Donnelley? The cold hearted Judge of Manhattan actually has a soft side?”

“Stop that.” She laughed, reaching out to pinch at your skin gently.

“You really love me that much?” You asked, the grin on your face still present but the question in your eyes very true to your words.

“You have no idea.” Liz murmured, leaning in to kiss you gently, “I never thought I’d find someone who would be willing or able to put up with my shit….but you… you’re something else…”

“I do have a very high patience standard.” You teased, pausing to boop at her nose, and you weren’t surprised when she scoffed at that, “I love you Liz.”

“I love you more my sweetheart.”

You simply smiled in return, your gaze directed back down to the piano keys, feeling Liz’s eyes on you still. She was always amazed at the grace at which your fingers danced across the keys, never faltering or hitting the wrong ones. She thought back to the first night you’d spent at her (now your) home, you’d only been on a couple of dates at that point and while you had told her you were a musician, she didn’t know exactly what type. She had been assuming that it was a side gig, popping in to open mic nights every once in a while, it made her wonder if the two of you could really make it work if your actual job was slinging drinks or something dead ended that lacked drive. It had disappointed her originally, knowing how well you got along, the incredibly chemistry and some wonderful sex.

It was the following morning that she awoke alone, but a beautiful melody was echoing from the main floor. She discovered you at the piano, the morning sun gleaming in through the window, painting you in a shimmer of gold. You looked so wonderfully at peace and in your element she didn’t want to interrupt, opting to move into the room closer to you after a moment, pressing a kiss to your head. You let out an adorable giggle and apologized for waking her, you’d gotten up to get a glass of water, the sight of the piano distracting you, unable to resist its pull. Liz laughed, saying that that was fine, and that she was glad it was getting some use instead of collecting dust. The only reason she even had it was because it came with the house, too large to get out of the front door when the previous tenant moved out.

That was when she discovered that ‘musician’ meant that you did a variety of things, and while most of it was freelance work, you made pretty decent money doing so. You played high end weddings, galas, special events across the city, subbed in for a lot of theatre auditions when their orchestra was out on break or otherwise occupied. You’d been part of a couple of Broadway shows, and you toured with a couple of different, mainly instrumental groups.

Initially, you enjoyed the touring the most, getting to see the world and play in a variety of venues, you had nothing tying you to New York. But now….you did. So you were in the midst of trying to get back into the Broadway scene to stick around the city more often than not.

Suddenly you let out a small gasp, scrambling from the piano bench, “my laundry!”

Liz couldn’t help but laugh, knowing how easily sidetracked you were by wanting to play, often dropping tasks to sit at the piano for hours. She heard you clank around for a few moments before the hum of the dryer echoed through the house and you popped back up in the doorway, leaning against the frame.

“I’m so sorry. I meant to have dinner ready by the time you got home and here I am only half unpacked.”

“That’s perfectly fine sweetheart.” She smiled, watching you move through the room to her, “why don’t we go out?”

“Hmm…” you dropped down into her lap, wrapping your arms around her shoulder as you nuzzled into her skin, your nose brushing hers as your lips nearly met, “or we could order in?”

“I feel like you can see a hidden benefit of takeout?”

“Mmhmm…” you pressed a kiss to her lips, “don’t have to put clothes on for take out.” Your lips moved across her jaw, pressing a kiss under her ear, “and I have plenty of ideas for things that don’t involve any clothes.”

“Mmm…” she sighed out softly as your lips trailed down her neck, her hands tickling up your sides as you did so, “I’ll bet you do.”

“Starting with an appetizer?” You pulled your head back up, raising a brow to her.

“I think that can be arranged.”

“Good.” You climbed off her lap, taking her hand as you started to lead her upstairs, “I bought a new toy. You wouldn’t believe what some of the shops are like over there.” She chuckled at the gleam in your eye, eager and excited to show her what you’d picked up.

“Should I be worried?” She teased and you giggled, turning back to her at the top landing.

“Not at all.” You pressed a kiss to her lips, “I love you, let me treat you.”

“I love you too.”

“Good, now c’mon.”

Elizabeth let out a small shriek of a laugh, the true smile on her cheeks reaching her eyes, and remaining on her lips until you began to pull other noises from them. She was happier than she had been in years, you’d brought the music back into her life that she didn’t even realize she was missing. Everything you did was a beautiful melody, and she wouldn’t have it any either way.

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[princesssarisa]

Cinderella September-through-November: "Cinderella's Feller" (1940 Warner Bros. short)

Once again, we're going back in time to cover a Cinderella I had missed earlier. Thanks to @ariel-seagull-wings for sharing it! I didn't originally plan to include this 20-minute Technicolor short in my overview of Cinderellas, even though I knew of its existence, because based on the jokey title I assumed it was a parody. But it's actually a straightforward retelling of the fairy tale. What sets it apart from other versions is the fact that apart from the Stepmother, the Fairy Godmother and the King, all the characters are played by children.

At the time this short was made, Shirley Temple had been a Hollywood superstar for the past six years, but at age twelve her glory days were behind her. Apparently, Warner Bros. produced this short to show off their array of child actors and actresses, in hopes that at least one of them would gain notice and inherit Temple's stardom. In the role of Cinderella is nine-year-old Juanita Quigley, who had brief success before retiring to a quiet life away from Hollywood (her last major role was in National Velvet, as Elizabeth Taylor and Angela Lansbury's sister), while Prince Charming is eleven-year-old Scotty Beckett, a.k.a. Scotty from the Our Gang/Little Rascals shorts of the 1930s. But the best-known member of the cast is a non-human actress: the world's most famous Cairn Terrier, Terry, a.k.a. Toto from The Wizard of Oz. Here dyed black and white, she plays Cinderella's mischievous yet faithful dog Rex, who barks at the Stepmother, comforts Cinderella as she cries before her Fairy Godmother appears, and in the climactic scene, makes the happy ending happen by snatching up the glass slipper and taking it to Cinderella, thus leading the Prince to her.

Apart from the addition of the dog, this is a simple, faithful retelling of the story, told mostly in song and in rhyming dialogue. Midway through, though, the plot pauses for a grand musical divertissement at the ball, led by Prince Charming's very jolly father, Old King Cole himself. Dozens of children showcase their talents in singing, ballet, tap-dancing and tumbling, and in the sequence's musical highlight, a young East Indian coloratura soprano sings an aria of longing for her homeland. It's just unfortunate that she, the only cast member of color, is dressed as a slave girl in chains. (Another slightly shocking moment of "values dissonance" occurs earlier, when the Stepmother slaps Cinderella's face – only in an era like the '40s when corporal punishment was seen as normal would a production with a child Cinderella have allowed that!)

The production values are especially lavish for a short, with beautiful 18th century-inspired costumes and a charming fairy tale atmosphere that would have served equally well in a full-length retelling of the story. The special effects are slightly crude by today's standards, but serve their purpose well. The fact that the elegant pink-clad Fairy Godmother manifests out of a candle's flame seems to imply that the Betty Boop cartoon Poor Cinderella was still fairly fresh in Hollywood's memory.

This is by no means an essential Cinderella, but it's an enjoyable version all the same, and an excellent showcase of adorable, immensely talented children. While I wouldn't call it a classic, I'm definitely glad to have seen it.

@ariel-seagull-wings, @superkingofpriderock

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[mrsseverussnape]

Love Is You - chapter 17

    The very next day after the minister of magic elections, Scarlett had to go back to the ministry for a meeting to finalize everything. Since the other candidate, Amos Langley, has been caught and sent to Azkaban because of his actions, Scarlett was the new Minister of Magic now. She was proud and happy that she got her revenge, also now she was following her mother’s and grandfather’s steps as being the minister. But because of Amos Langley the ministry was a wreck, Scarlett had to re-do so many things to make it decent again. First thing she decided on was alive death eaters’ fate and there was only one choice: send them back to Azkaban without a plea. Then Scarlett needed to choose a deputy minister, she had one person in mind: Corentin Howells. He was a long-time friend and colleague of her so she could rely on him. When she asked Corentin about that new job, first he was surprised but then he gladly accepted her offer and promised her that he would never betray her trust. Then Scarlett and Corentin assigned new attendants to the jobs which were left empty by the death eaters now. Also, she re-legislated her law that Amos abolished.

    The ministry would have its summer holidays in a week so Scarlett tried to do as much as she could in a single day. She has arrived the ministry at 8 am and now the clock was showing 9:30 pm. She wasn’t aware of the time until Corentin told her to go home and rest, since it has been a long day for both of them and they were still tired from yesterday’s unpleasant events. They left the ministry together just to meet tomorrow morning again. Instead of going home, Scarlett decided to stop by at Hogwarts to see her daughter and break the news about her presidency before Carina could read it on newspapers tomorrow. Also Scarlett had to explain that Amos Langley and death eaters duty she was in to both of her children. She hasn’t told them anything about it to keep them away from any possible danger but after yesterday’s events broke down in the news she has received howlers from both Carina and Leo, and they were not pleased at all.

    Half an hour later Scarlett was waiting Carina to answer her room’s door excitedly. Seconds later Carina opened the door and she was surprised to see her mum, she wasn’t expecting her at all.

“Hi darling!” Scarlett chimed with a big smile on her face.

“Hi mum, come in!”

“I brought strawberry shortcake, your favourite!” She put the cake on the table and sat next to it on the table while smiling widely.

“What’s going on mum?” Carina was confused, it was rare to see her mum that excited. And after what happened yesterday, her being that happy was weird.

“Not mum, call me Miss Minister!” She grinned.

“No way!? Congrats mama!! Oh sorry, Miss Minister!” She hugged her mum tightly while giggling. “I am so happy for you!”

“Thank you, baby.” Scarlett kissed her daughter’s head. “I haven’t felt that good for a long time.”

“Let’s eat the cake and feel better!” Carina was slicing the cake while thinking if she should ask about yesterday’s events and risk ruining the happy mood. “Mum... I was wond-“

“I know, i know.” Scarlett sighed. “I also came here to tell you about it. It is a long story so buckle up.”

Scarlett started from the very first meeting with Amos Langley and continued with rest of the events chronologically. Carina had hard time to process all of them, she was shocked. She couldn’t believe herself how she didn’t suspect anything at all for months.

“I...I don’t know what to say mum. Like i was around you, dad, uncle Remus and Professor Snape all the time and i didn’t suspect anything. Good job, really.”

“We have experience, it would be a shame for us if you understood what’s going on.” She laughed softly and held Carina’s hand. “I know you wasn’t expecting to hear all of these but don’t worry, okay? None of us in danger anymore and everything is way better now.”

Carina nodded slowly. “Don’t hide such things from me and Leo tho. What if something happened to you and dad, we would have no idea why it happened.”

“We are just trying to protect you, please try to understand us.”

“I know mum but just...” she sighed and snuggled up her mum. “Be careful. I love you.”

Scarlett wrapped her arms around her daughter tightly while showering her with soft kisses. “I love you more my beautiful baby.”

They cuddled for a while and talked about anything and everything until Carina got sleepy in her mum’s embrace.

“Somebody is sleepy!” Scarlett booped Carina’s nose. “I will leave so you can sleep. I don’t want Professor Snape to scold you tomorrow.” She chuckled while kissing her cheek.

“He might.” Carina chuckled too. “Good night Miss Minister.”

“Good night minister’s daughter.” Scarlett blew a kiss to Carina before leaving her room.

    Scarlett decided sit by the Great Lake for a while before apparating her home because it was such a beautiful June night today and the lake was her favourite place at Hogwarts. She was walking down the dark corridor to go to the gardens when a light beam blinded her.

“Where do you think you are going!? Don’t cover your face you sneaky-”

Scarlett’s sight was gone cause of the strong light but she recognized the voice very well, so she cut in his sentence. “Severus move that light out of my face!”

“Scar...? ” Severus Snape lowered his wand to see her clearly. Scarlett was rubbing her eyes and causing them to be even more watery at the time. “You alright...?” He muttered.

“You almost blinded me but yeah.” She chuckled.

Severus felt relieved after hearing her chuckle. “I thought you were a student. What are you doing here at that hour?”

“I look young huh?” Scarlett grinned while Severus rolled his eyes at her. “I came to visit Carina and to give her the news. And i was going to the lake before you caught me.”

“Do you mind... if i join you...?”

“Nope. I need someone to escort me since my sight is still blurry, thanks to someone.” Scarlett smiled when he offered his arm.

    They walked to the lake arm in arm while enjoying each other’s company. They sat down on the closest bench to the Great Lake. Severus watched Scarlett who was enjoying herself while looking at the lake with a genuine smile on her face. His view made the grumpy professor smile too. “You look so happy today.”

“I am, Severus. I completed another dream of mine; be the Minister of Magic. Check!” She giggled happily. “Although i would prefer a better journey but still i got what i wanted.”

“I am so proud of you. I always knew you would be the minister one day and also a good one.”

“You didn’t see me on the act yet, none of us really know if i will be a good one or bad.”

“Former minister was Langley, you can’t beat his badness. No worries.” Severus grinned at her.

“You have a point Mr. Snape.” Scarlett chuckled and stared at the starry sky for a while.

Severus was happy for her but also he was feeling sad deep down because with all that order meetings, events etc. he had a reason to see Scarlett every week. But now their duty was done and they had different paths in front of them. In the past 30 years he got used to live without her even it was very hard but now she was back and he couldn’t get enough of her to let her go once again.

“Will you come to Hogwarts... sometimes...?” He blurted out silently.

“For what?” Scarlett was confused by his question and looked at him.

Severus shrugged, he knew it was a stupid question. “Nevermind...”

“You started something and please complete it Severus.”

“I...I will...”  He looked at her beautiful face and thought “now or never” then without any further thought Severus pressed his thin lips into her red ones. Scarlett was caught off guard and couldn’t react to the kiss at first which made Severus pull away in seconds. “I... Sorry...” He stood up to leave, he just wanted to vanish. He was sure that he ruined everything between them and now he lost the slightest chance to see her again. But Scarlett caught him by the hand before he could go away.

“Don’t be sorry.”  She stood up and pulled him down for another kiss and this time it was full of emotions and lust. Severus held her tightly into his body while deepened the kiss even more. Their lips were like two puzzle pieces which fit each other perfectly. Both had to pull away unwillingly to need of breathing sometime later. Severus pressed his forehead into hers while still holding her tightly.

“To complete my sentence; i will miss you Scarlett... I got used to seeing you…”

“I will visit you and you are always welcome at the ministry or in my home too.”  She placed a soft kiss on his lips. She has missed him so much that she couldn’t get enough of.  “And you will be in summer holidays soon, so am i.”

“Is this an invitation?” Severus grinned and rubbed her now swollen lips with his thumb.

“Take it however you wish.” She kissed his thumb. “I have to go...”

Severus sighed deeply, he didn’t want her to leave his embrace. But he slowly obliged and let her go unwillingly. “Good night then...”

“Good night Sev.” Scarlett kissed corner of his lips and waved at him before appareting. Severus sat back down on the bench with a stupid smile on his face, his heart was beating like he ran miles. He wasn’t sure if that was a dream or real but the warmness on his lips made him believe that it was real.

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[apenapaperandadoofus]

Hiya!!! i saw you that you posted a prompt list.👀 If you still take prompts How about "can I have one?" From your prompt list with Seven With some funny/fluffly content?😬 pretty please with a cherry on top🍒

Feel hugged by a very long cat!! ✨😻

Hi hi! Sending you a hug back :D

Today I think imma post some of the promt request hehe since the songs one do take a bit and rn my headphones are charging and it's 12am so PFT

Can I have one? (Saeyoung x MC)

"Ohhh who's the cutest cat in the world? That's right, it's Elly!" You giggled as you gave the adorable cat in front of you a kiss.

Jumin had recently been asked to fly over seas for a meeting with a very important client, and he couldn't bring Elizabeth. Normally he would give the cat-sitter job to Jaehee, but she had just earned herself a week deserved 2 week vacation and Jumin knew he couldn't make her work on her break, he understood that Jaehee did need her rest after all the work she did.

Out of everyone else, Zen couldn't (Jumin would've LOVED to give Elizabeth to him though -the evil bastard) and Yoosung was definitely out of the question.

So Jumin decided that he second best option, was Saeran. He knew that his twin would probably try and do something with his precious cat, but he trusted that Saeran would hold his brother back. He also added you to the list and assumed you would guard Elizabeth from the mischievous cat abuser.

The two of you were actually doing a pretty good job of keeping Elly safe, and that day Saeran decided to leave for a bit to take his usual walk, so you had been left with Elly alone.

The thing is, you absolutely loved cats, and what neither Jumin nor Saeran would expect, you also loved to squish, stretch, and basically do whatever you wanted with them! If Jumin knew he'd definetly have labeled you as a cat abuser too. However, that day you had finally ran out of energy from squishing the cat, so you resorted to sitting on the couch with her on your tummy while you pet her and gave her a lazy kiss every now and then.

You were happily watching a re-run of Dance Mom's, and watched as Abby angrily ran (or drove??) Away in that chair that had wheels (you forgot it's name, but honestly, you were too focused on Abby and her just leaving the whole group.) Then, you jumped as you heard the sound of the front door open, making Elly lazily stand up and stretch while rubbing against you.

You saw a familiar red head pop out and quickly run over to the couch.

"My dear Elly~ OH how much I've missed you my darling!!!" He yelled as he grabbed the poor cat and spun her around the living room.

You chuckled and crossed your arms, leaning back on the couch. "Hello to you too Saeyoung."

He stopped and sheepishly grinned before going back to pampering the cat, who had a look of 'someone please help this man is currently holding me hostage.'

Saeyoung kept kissing Elly, asking her how her day was and how she'd found the place, and you huffed.

Was he seriously focusing more on the cat that you? Again?

You knew how much Saeyoung loved Elly, but the last few weeks he seemed to be dating her instead of you! In fact, he didn't even seem to notice you anymore, only paying attention to the cat. You loved Elly as much as him, but you'd never ignore your boyfriend over a cat, and honestly this was the last straw.

Saeyoung eventually noticed your cross expression and he stopped, holding the cat in the air.

"MC? Why are you making that face?"

"Hmph, what face?" You said as you crossed your arms.

"Ah that face! Did I do something? Are you mad because I ate your muffin again?"

"What no- wait" YOU ATE MY MUFFIN!?"

Saeyoung winced and tried to look as innocent as possible. "Oh what- pffff no of course not I- what even IS a muffin haha I have no idea what you're talking about- ANYWAY if you're not mad about that then what is it?"

You sighed. "Nothing, nothing forget it, I'm just being childish. If you're going to keep playing with Elly or whatever, the please do it in your room, I'm busy watching TV."

Saeyoung raised and eyebrow, but then, a smirk started slowly appearing on his face.

"I see~" he said, and you looked at him confused.

"what?"

Saeyoung tried to stifle a laugh but failed, and he gently put Elizabeth on the ground.

"MC....are you....are you jealous....of a cat?!"

You felt your eyes widen and your face flush and Saeyoung's smile got wider.

"YOU ARE!"

"N-no I'm not!! I just, I, UGH!" You stood up from the couch and tried to look anywhere that wasn't your boyfriend.

"HA! YOU DEFINETLY HAVE! Oh boy, this is amazing, I seriously can't believe that you, of all people! Being jealous of a cat!" He laughed and you gently pushed him.

"So what!? I-its completely normal....you've been coddling and kissing her all the time she's been here! It's not my fault I want some affection too...."

Saeyoung laughed and took a step closer to you. "Well you could've just asked for a kiss you know?"

You blushed even more and stomped your foot. "But I- it's embarrassing Saeyoung, and I shouldn't even ask for a kiss to my boyfriend, you're supposed to be doing that without asking!"

"Well my dear MC, sadly I am not a mind reader. If you want a kiss just ask for one."

You stood quiet for a moment, and Saeyoung suddenly seemed to get an idea. He smiled mischievously and walked closer and closer to you, his lips barely brushing against yours, but as soon as you tried to make them touch he pulled away and smirked.

"Nuh-uh, I'm not giving you anything until you ask."

"Saeyoung!!!" You pouted, but he just chuckled.

"If you want a kiss, then ask for it." He said, as his lips brushed against your skin, making you flush.

He then pulled away and raised an eyebrow. "Well? I'm waiting~"

You sighed and looked at the ceiling.

"CanIhaveakiss?"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry my dear, I couldn't exactly hear what you said."

"Can I have one?"

"One...what?"

"Ugh Saeyoung! One kiss, please, can you just freaking shut up and kiss me?"

He smiled and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close. "Well since you asked so nicely..."

You gasped as Saeyoung's lips touched yours, and both let out a happy sigh. You tangled your fingers in his hair, and tried to deepen the kiss, but then Saeyoung pulled away.

"Hey what was that for?" You almost screamed, but instead aggressively whispered.

Saeyoung booped your nose and laughed. "Well you did ask only for one kiss, you can't be mad at me for actually doing what you said.....MC? Why are you looking at me like- mmph!"

Saeyoung let out a small yelp as you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him towards you, kissing him roughly.

Saeyoung then slowly closed his eyes and pulled you closer, the two of you ending up on the couch, with you straddling him.

You kissed his cheek, his neck, and made your way down to his collar bone, making him gasp and let out pleased sighs.

He was about to take his shirt off when suddenly a big white ball jumped in front of you, making you both fall off the couch (you fell from almost being scared to death, and Saeyoung from trying to help you.)

You looked up at Elly who you guessed wanted to be part of the fun? And she purred and rubbed against the two of you, making you take in lots, and lots, and lots of cat hair.

"Well then." You said after a whole minute of coughing and trying to get Elly's hair out of your mouth and nose. "I guess Elizabeth also wanted some kisses."

Saeyoung laughed and pulled you towards him grabbing your waist with one arm, and petting Elly with his other free hand.

"Aw she just doesn't want to feel excluded. We can continue this later, because I've just realized that you're watching Dance Moms without me!!!!"

You laughed and gently pushed him. "Hey let me be, I was bored."

"I cannot believe you're watching Dance Mom's without me! The betrayal!!" He made a dramatic pose and you rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help the smile on your face.

"Saeyoung the show finished ages ago...I think, and besides, Abby is in jail or something you should already know how it ends."

"AND you spoiled the whole thing for me!!! Wait she's in jail? Seriously?"

"I dunno I just remembered her at one point going to jail."

"Probably for giving all those kids PTSD." He joked.

"Oh boy, she gave all of us PTSD. Anywho let's get on the couch my butt hurts."

You got up and then let out a yelp as Saeyoung teasingly smacked your butt and then you sat on the couch, Saeyoung and Elizabeth following after.

The three of you spent the evening with each other, and Saeyoung would give you small kisses every now and again.

Eventually he fell asleep with his head on your lap, and you smiled softly as you ran your fingers through his hair as he sighed happily, looking exactly like Elizabeth when you pet her.

You giggled softly and then leaned back on the couch, closing your eyes. This was your home, and you felt so happy to be able to share moments like this with that dork. You honestly wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

The end.

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[grandpoetrynerd]

*Zeldris meets again with Elizabeth and rants that she’s cursing and hurting his big brother through her curse* Elizabeth: it was me? I was with Meliodas... *Elizabeth smiles, Zeldris frowns* Elizabeth: I was with him this whole time...I love him and all of our time spent together!

*sad, jealous Zeldris who just misses his demon bro* Zeldris: bitch, are you for real right now?  *boops memories back into her, reactivating curse*

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[marril96]

Milky Way

Pairing: Rowena x reader

Summary: Everything about Rowena is beautiful, but your favorite thing about her is her skin.

A/N: Inspired by Ruth posting this picture of herself.

Editor: @miss-moon-guardian​

*****

Rowena MacLeod was a beautiful creature.

Her hair was the perfect crimson, thick and gorgeous, luscious curls or straw-straight strands (depending on the day) falling down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes were green as Scottish forests she'd told you tales about, and her lips were red as blood, as rubies sewn into flesh.

She was small, no taller than a barely-pubescent child. When she walked, every step of hers exuded confidence, class, poise of the queen that she was, thought she had no crown. Not that she needed it; she was badass the way she was. Queen of your heart, body, and soul. Her magic knew no bounds; you admired her as much as you envied her, as much as other people — other witches — feared her.

Her voice was a mix of authority and seduction. It was soft and stern and beautiful, perfect in every way, every tone. When she laughed, it was as if angels sang. A melody that made your heart race, that set your every nerve on fire.

Your favorite thing about her, though, was her skin. Soft to the touch, delicate, it was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. It was pale, so pale it sometimes looked as if it had no pigment at all. Milk and cream going for miles and miles, not a blemish in sight, not a single flaw.

Freckles dusted almost every inch, gold as stars. As if her body were a constellation, a galaxy. A universe of perfection only you were privy to, only you could lay your eyes upon and touch and call yours.

There was nothing you loved more than laying your hands on her arms or thighs and running them up and down. Feeling her underneath your fingertips, incredibly soft, warm as a furnace. Caressing her. Loving her without a single word spoken. Then you would kiss her, and it would be like tasting heaven itself no matter how many times you did it, and you would run your mouth all over her. Mark every inch of her, nip at that delicious skin, leave a trail of bruises, purple and tender, in your wake.

"How come you're so pale?" you asked one lazy evening, hand, as usual, on Rowena's thigh. Fingers drawing lines over the sensitive skin.

"I'm a ginger, dear."

"Yeah, but you're, like, really, really pale. Like you'd burst into flames like a vampire if you stepped into direct sunlight."

She shot you a glare that had to have killed before. One of those that, once upon a time, used to send chills down your spine, and now merely amused you. You'd stopped fearing her long ago.

You smiled innocently. "No offense."

Rowena rolled her eyes. "Like I said, I'm a ginger. A Scottish ginger. We are a peculiar kind."

"Well, that's true," you said with a teasing smile, earning you another glare. "I like it." She raised an eyebrow, skeptical. You shrugged. "I do. Your skin's really pretty."

You moved your hand up her body, over her flat, freckled stomach, over the small mounds of her breasts and her protruding collar bone.

"It's so soft." You chuckled. "Like a baby's."

Rowena sighed, annoyed.

"There's freckles everywhere." You traced them with your finger down her arm, then moved back to her stomach, poked it. She twitched, an unwilling smile breaking out on her mouth. Giggling, you repeated, "Everywhere," and booped the tip of her nose.

"Stop it."

"Or what?"

"I will punish you."

"Oh, really?" You grinned, expectant. "What do you have in mind?"

"Something that would teach a bad girl like you a lesson," she said.

Your heart jumped, thighs rubbed against one another for friction. "Should I be scared?"

"You should be terrified."

"Mm. Sounds great." You rubbed your finger over her lips, itching to taste them, to nip them. "Do I get I bite you afterwards?"

Rowena licked her lips, tongue grazing the tip of your finger. Teasing. "If you're good."

"No promises, but I'll try."

As much as you loved her skin pale, you loved it even more when it was purple.

After all, every artist admired their handiwork.

*****

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[lunafeather]

Beth teaches Marcus to cook or see or something craft related and Rio watches unnoticed at first. You pick the timeline.

He hears them before he sees them, the clatter and scrape of silverware against bowls, water rushing in the sink, Marcus’ elated giggle. As he edges closer, Elizabeth says, “Lift your elbows, don’t want to get frosting on your shirt, huh?”

“No way,” Marcus says solemnly. “I don’t think Daddy would like that.”

“Probably not.” A pause and then, “Let me get you a stool, okay? That way you’ve got a better view of all your hard work!”

“But you helped!”

She laughs, loud and tickled. “I did. But the dinosaurs were your idea.”

Rio leans to look around the corner from the hallway to the kitchen, smilin’ when he sees Elizabeth help Marcus up onto the child’s step stool, curling her arms around his shoulders and her fingers around his little hands, keepin’ him from squeezing the frosting bag too hard in his excitement.

“Okay, let’s do the outlines on the--”

“T-rexes!” he shouts, twisting to grin up at her, flashing his teeth.

Elizabeth grins back and boops his nose with her finger. “You got it.”

She helps him trace the borders of each cookie, patient and warm, at one point propping her chin on the crown of his head and lettin’ him do one himself. Rio slides his hands into his pockets and rests his hip against the wall. Somethin’ bright starts coiling in his chest, snaking up his shoulders and dropping to his belly, like a supernova unfurling light and fire through him until his fingers are tingling with it. He wants so badly to stride over and touch her, pass this spark to her, watch it ignite in her eyes and her throat and on her skin. But he doesn’t. He hovers and watches, enjoyin’ the show.

“Miss Elizabeth?”

She swaps the green frosting bag in his hands for the blue. “Mhm?”

“Are me and my daddy gonna live with you soon?”

She freezes, startled by the question. Marcus doesn’t notice, just keeps squeezing frosting onto a cookie. Rio watches her eyebrows furrow, unsure how to answer. “I don’t know, honey, do you want to live here?”

They’d discussed movin’ in together very briefly, more of shared quick thought, somethin’ to consider. They definitely hadn’t decided anything.

And he sure as fuck ain’t gonna move into this white picket fence, Suburban Mom fantasy house.

Marcus takes a long moment to think about it, rocking his mouth from side to side in consideration. “I dunno. Daddy says that your house is like ‘a goddamn circus’ where all the animals got loose. And he said you have a big clown!”

The look of absolute disbelief and offense on Elizabeth’s face, combined with the innocent way his son presents the observation hits Rio right in the gut so hard that he throws his head back and guffaws.

“Daddy!”

Marcus ducks under her arm and sprints, flinging himself bodily into Rio and wrapping his arms around his waist. Elizabeth, on the other hand, is completely still, disapproval etched into her sharp frown.

“Hey, Pop,” he says as he rubs Marcus’ head, smilin’ mischievously at Elizabeth through his lashes. “Hey, Mama.”

She sniffs and looks down her nose at him.

“Whatchu up to, little man?” Rio unlocks Marcus’ arms from around him and leads him back to the kitchen island. “Yo, you make me some cookies?”

“Yeah! We made some T-Rexes, and some Stegosauruses, and --”

As Marcus lists all of the shapes they made and the colors they used and breaks down every step of their afternoon, Rio presses himself against Elizabeth’s side, buryin’ his nose in her hair, pointedly ignoring her frosty glare. His exuberant affection catches her off guard, though, melts her ice. She turns into him and raises her hand to scrape her nails through his beard until he hums and kisses her, cupping her jaw and holding her in place so that he can deepen it, his other arm curving around her back.

“Ewwww, Daddy!”

They break apart, Elizabeth already flushin’ in embarrassment, both of them looking down to see Marcus watching them through his fingers.

Before she can pull away, Rio drags his finger against her forehead, tucking her hair behind her ear and pinching gently at her chin. They don’t really talk about their feelings, it’s not who they are, but he hopes she can feel that supernova swirlin’ in his chest, hopes it seeps into her, too.

And by the way her eyes sparkle, he thinks that spark caught and flared.

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Open for prompts! Something made up or something from a list.

#NBC Good Girls #Brio #Beth x Rio #I like equating a lot of their feelings to space and shit #or the elements #my fic #my writing #prompt fill #if you send from a list please write out the prompt and don't just put the number #so I can find it in my lists haha #captainallthingspurpleme #ask answer #Luna writes

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THIS IS EITHER MADNESS....OR BRILLIANCE 

BIDDI BOPPI BOOP A SPECIAL MESSAGE ADMIN ZULEMA: when i tell you i cried i mean bre made me sob with this app. i’m accepting through my tears as we speak. Please refer to THIS PAGE for your next tasks. We can’t wait to roleplay with you. Welcome to our Ohana xx.

It’s a pleasure to meet you…

Bre, 23, Mountain Standard Time, she/her.  No triggers! I’d put facts about myself but i think all y’all know a lot about me by now lol.

Are you positive you can be active?

Yes

Please answer the question above honestly, and tell me why I should believe you’ll be active.

Yes. Since coming back my muse has tripled and it really makes me happy to write again. Plus i’m home all the time now.

How did you stumble upon Walt?

Four years ago through a friend, it’s been so long ;-;

Did you read the rules?

~

Are you sure?

Yes & lovely x of course<3 (but I prefer him with meg tEHEE)

Character you want?

Will Turner

Please describe the character for us

Will Turner is a very self-sacrificing kind of person. He didn’t have much growing up and even being practically orphaned he’d still give you the shirt off his own back. Not knowing who his father was truly haunted Will as he got older. Only hearing tall tales from his mother, which he was too young to even remember at this point. The mystery of his fathers absence was all held in one single golden medallion. Other than his earlier life Will didn’t remember much of it. So it was a shock even to Will to find himself shipwrecked and rescued by a young royal named Elizabeth Swann who was aboard the SS Dauntless. Will from that point on was forever in gratitude to the woman. It was then his hatred for pirates began to brew. Surely they were the type to take a small boy from his home…and maybe they even had something to do with his fathers disappearance. Since then Will Turner wanted nothing but a life of normalcy. Will is quite content crafting pristine swords for whoever has the coin..except pirates.

Second character choice

None atm!

It’s time to see that sample para.

(I hope it’s okay if this para is set a little further ahead into the future…)

It had been approximately nine years since the last time Will Turner had stepped foot upon land. It had been about nineteen years since he first became the captain of the Flying Dutchman. It wasn’t by choice of course, but it was the only way that his life would’ve been saved. Now instead of being back home and spending time with his wife and children he was stuck at sea. Only being able to see his loved ones once in a blue moon. How he missed them dearly. By gods- why was is it getting harder to remember Elizabeth’s features? Was it because of all the time being lost with her? Or was it because he was going insane from being locked away in Davy Jones locker? He missed her kind brown eyes- the softness of her touch, her rosy cheeks. Her expression when their lips touched…. His life was now consumed by finding lost souls at sea to work for the Dutchman. The sea was not as he once remembered either. What used to be calm and serene waves now thrashed loudly together as bolts of lightning lit the starry sky above. Will Turner had now became the thing he hated most; a pirate.

Will held the wheel firmly with his blackened and calloused hands. He did not resemble the man he once was. The Dutchman curse had not only took over his mind but his body too. Seaweed tendrils draped around his waist and upper chest, coral beginning to form on his skin as if he was apart of the sea. The days melted together and time had lost all meaning. “Part of the ship-part of the crew,” A mutant member muttered to himself over and over as he wiped down the deck with a mop. “Port to Starboard!” Will shouted from the top of his lungs, alerting members to hoist the colors and tend to the stern. Regardless of feeling like Will was in another dimension, rumors of the human world traveled fast to the dead one. One particular rumor was that Elizabeth was bearing a child of another man. At first Will denied any inkling that it were to be true. Maybe it was another Elizabeth? Surely it couldn’t be his own wife. No, not his precious Swann. But as time passed his life force was beginning to wither away he started to believe it. Asking new lost souls if they had heard the rumor too. Asking them to describe the maiden and what she looked like. Some sailors were accurate and others..not so much. Thoughts of this betrayal antagonized Will and plagued his existence. The worst part was that he couldn’t do anything about it. He was bound to the Dutchman and no matter how hard his heart screamed for home it was no use.

“Some cap’n  you are turnter, even have a wench for aya wife.” The mutant chuckled as he passed by continuing to wipe the decks. Rage filled Will as he let go of the wheel and ship made a harsh turn against the waves. Will found his hands around the mutants neck and strangling him upwards against the ships wooden beam. “Don’t talk about her like that!” Will shouted in the what used to be the sailors face. The vessels in his neck revealing themselves as his face turned a light shade of crimson. “S-Sorry mm cap’n!” The apology was useless at that point, Will had already decided his fate. Will let go his grip, letting the mutants body fall limply to the floor. Silence filled the air, only old creaks from the floorboards and colliding of the tides were heard. Will took one hard look at the man and made no hesitation.

“Throw him overboard.” His voice was stern and cold. There was no need to shout, the whole crew heard him. The mutant begged and pleaded for his life. But it was too late and the members began surrounding him like a flock of vultures. Will returned to the head of the ship, wrapping his hands around the wheel again. Screams filled the dampened air and a shallow splash followed behind him. Once finished with their task the crew looked up to their captain for their next move.

Will looking down at them unsheathed his sword and pointed it downwards at them. “Let that be a lesson to all you demons.Your soul belongs to me-cross me and you’ll pay the price. Your soul will be lost at sea forever with the rest of them.”

They all nodded in agreement, some muttering ‘yessirs’ and returning back to their post. Will sighed, lowering his sword and making eye contact with the horizon in front of him. He only had one year left until he could be on land again. Only one year until he saw his beautiful wife again. Little did he know he’d be rerunning with his family a lot sooner than he thought..

Anything else, love?

Nope!

#waaccept #accepted #disney rp #bio rp #rp #rpg #roleplay #animation rp #cartoon rp #magic rp #school rp #city rp

[heatherofthenight]

Reaction to Smurf

Reaction to Smurf

 As usual I avoided the internet today so I could stew over this season finale without external input. If you’ve come for the (shallow) dish on our poor babies, Deran and Adrian, you’ve come to the right place.

I had the bar set pretty low for the season finale because we’ve had an embarrassment of riches in terms of Adrian propelling storyline this season. Oh, and hot guys getting nekkid (hubba, hubba) and doing normal domestic things together (boop!).  So, when viewed through my low-bar lens—I only asked that they not kill Adrian off—the finale was about what I expected.

Shall we begin? *hands Kleenex to shippers*

Deran & Craig & Passports

I was conflicted during this scene; Craig has steadfastly been in Deran’s corner, presumably since they were kids, so it seemed natural to me that Craig was expressing his wishes for his bro to remain in Oceanside but at the same time I was hoping for big bro to step up and be supportive of Deran’s decision to leave.  Deran’s response—that Craig and Renn are amazing together and Craig was going to rock the parenting gig—we’re possibly the nicest things Deran has said to his brother, at least within our earshot.  It seemed in that moment it was full steam ahead.

Deran & Billy & The Drop

The first sign of trouble for me was when Deran told Billy he was leaving.  I thought Blabbermouth Billy would tell someone who would tell Pope or J and bam!  One of them would resolve the ‘Adrian problem.’  *raise your hand if you’ve read Mary Shelley’s The Modern Prometheus*; I had literal conniptions while reading this because I thought Victor Frankenstein was leaving his new bride, Elizabeth, unprotected and damned if the Creature didn’t find a way into her room and strangle her…like I predicted. That was where I thought show was going and I wanted to bitch-slap Deran at that point for putting his precious in danger.

Deran & Pope & Home, Sweet, Home

This was the sweetest scene—Pope practically giving Deran permission to leave (you’ve wanted to get away from us since you were a kid) and this on the heels of Deran disclosing to Pope why he needed Adrian to leave (no one thinks Adrian can do prison time unscathed).  Pope should’ve gotten away from Smurf’s influence a long time ago because in the few short day/s since she died, he’s seemingly pulled himself together like he could only manage for Lena’s sake.  I still (naively) didn’t see a barrier to Deran’s departure.

Deran & Adrian & The Listing Ship

This. Was.  Brutal.  I understand why Deran had first, and second, and third thoughts about leaving but he had given no indication that we, nor apparently Adrian, saw that he might change his mind.  With single mindedness Deran has been all about securing his relationship with his boo this whole season.  Yes, Smurf is gone and Pope and Craig say they need him, but what changed for Deran?  We wouldn’t know because the writers didn’t address it, at least not to my satisfaction.  I’m huge on motive—I don’t always agree with the decisions characters are making but if I can follow why they’re doing things, I can usually fall in line.  What happened here?  

I’m sure this break-up is supposed to set up Deran’s drama for next season (watching Deran act like a bear with a thorn is his paw because he’s butt-hurt is a blast…not) but I make no bones about being a staunch Deran x Adrian shipper and I thought this was ‘go big, or go home’ time and instead it was meh.  Deran caved to peer (brother) pressure?  Adrian’s first time admitting he loves Deran is seconds before informing Deran he’s the worst thing that ever happened to him?  Where was the sex?  The hug? Kiss?  Forehead touch?!  I would’ve even watched a punch exchanged at this point because passion has defined this relationship. Yes, there was friendship, and history, but Deran’s feelings were so intense that at one point he asked his unstable brother to rough up Adrian’s then romantic interest and this season Deran not only lied to multiple people to protect Adrian but he contemplated taking a baseball bat to a cop and actually killed someone he saw as a threat to his beloved.  Adrian going to the car, head down, while Deran imploded on the pier…*snooze*.  I think they will always love each other, and we’ll see them together again in the future, but I haven’t figured out how.

Conclusion

Deran’s change of heart was, quite frankly, disheartening.  If he left I knew he wouldn’t stay gone but I think I would’ve preferred them riding off into the sunset together and then Deran returning when his brothers had difficulties.  No one asked me though which might not be a bad thing because 1) I never get predictions right and 2) show would consist of never ending scenes with actual comfort for the hurt show doles out to its characters.

I admittedly view the series through Adrian’s POV because he’s been the nicest person on the playing board although still no angel; he’s appalled at using children for blackmail leverage, his crimes are pretty low-key when you stack up what we know of his history against The Cody Clan, and he rightly held Deran accountable when he dabbled in creepy behavior—that’s about as close as I can come to syncing with a character on this show.  Now his heart is broken and he’s being exiled, by himself, to a foreign county (I miss his flexing biceps, triceps and all-ceps already).  Deran’s heart is broken and he is having the shittiest week he’s probably ever had since blowing it with Adrian by being a controlling, creepy stalker.  I guess this ‘good-bye for now’ checks the boxes for drama which is show’s mission but I never got my requested make-up sex, cuddles or tears (okay, I got those and now Deran needs your Kleenex...and a hug). 

They’ve left the door open for Adrian to come back (thank you for not killing him!) but how?  He’s now fled the country (or so we’ve been led to believe) and the statute of limitations on his drug trafficking charges won’t run out for at least five years as far as I can tell—unless show fast forwards into future at conclusion of series I don’t see us, or Deran x Adrian, getting the HEA they deserve.  I hope I’m wrong and we see our freckled fuck next season but at the moment I haven’t figured out how it can happen without hand-waving.

Non-Ship Business

I thought Pam would play a part in Smurf’s after life but I didn’t see her being the recipient of Smurf’s riches; if you’re going to kill your main character off, this is a pretty cool idea.  Then there’s J and Pope—the new (business) power couple?  Angela and Frankie—free to fuck things up?  Blabbermouth Billy on the loose?  Jake dispensing fatherly advice to Craig?  And let’s not forget Smurfette’s lack of nurturing skills with her bambinos. I think next season has potential but please leave a message at the beep because I’m currently mourning the at least temporary break-up of Deran x Adrian.  Prove me wrong, show, please!  In the mean time, please pass the Kleenex back.

#deran x adrian #deran cody #Adrian Dolan #(shallow) review