#my declan screeching

[mossynebula]

TRC as songs from Unreal Unearth (Hozier)

EXTREMLY long post but I think its worth reading, Buckle up!!

Ronan: (De Selby part 1)

"At last when all of the world is asleep"

"to the bliss of not knowin' yourself"

"Bhfuilis soranna sorcha Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche, Trína chéile" (You’re all bright ease But you come on like night Entangled)

Kavinsky: (De Selby part 2)

"I wanna run against the world thats turning"

"I wanna run so far, I'd beat the morning"

"I dont need to know where we begin and end"

Prokopenko: (First Time)

"And the soul, if that's what you'd call it, Uneasy ally of the body"

" And some part of me must have died, the first time that you called me baby, and some part of me came alive the first time that you called me baby"

"but fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself"

Gansey: (Francesca)

"My life was a storm since I was born"

"I'd tell them put me back in it"

"I would still be suprised I could find you Darlin', in any life"

Skovron: ( I, Carrion (Icarian))

"If the wind turns, if I hit a squall, Allow the ground to find it's brutal way to me"

"If these heights should bring my fall, Let me be your own, Icarian carrion"

" I only pray, don't fall away from me"

Jiang: (Eat Your Young)

" Let me wrap my teeth around the world"

"put in front of the table, sellin' bombs and gun"

" You can't buy this, fineness, let me see the heat get to you"

Adam and Blue: (Damage Gets Done)

" Without shame, two outfits to my name"

" I heard once, it's the comforts that make us feel numb"

" You and I had nothing to show but the best of the world in the palm of our hands"

"If the car ran, the car was enough"

" That first car was like wings on an angel"

"But I know being reckless and young, is not how the damage gets done"

Swan: (Who We Are)

"Gettin' through still has a cost"

"To hold me like water, or christ, hold me like a knife"

"Chasing someone else's dream"

Noah: (All Things End)

"If there was anyone to ever get through this life, with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right"

" All that we intend, is scrawled in sand, it slips right through our hand"

"Never watched my future darken in a single tear"

(The entire choir section)

Declan: (To someone from a warmer climate)

"Uiscefhuaraithe" (water-cooled)

"all my dreamin', is only put to shame"

"There are some things that no-one teaches you, love That God in his awful wisdom first programs in"

Matthew: (Butchered Tongue)

"As a child, it was the place names Singin' at me as the first thing How the mouth must be employed in every corner of itself To say "Appalacicola" or "Hushpukena, " like "Gweebarra" A promise softly sung of somewhere else"

"But feel at home, hearin' a music that few still understand A butchered tongue still singin' here above the ground"

"And have your guarded heart be lifted like a child up by the hand In some town that just means "Home" to them With no translator left to sound"

Lynch Brothers: (Anything But)

"I'd fit all my joys and my pleasures in one perfect day I wish I was the sunlight, just sitting on the Mississippi I'd settle for a shopping trolley in the Liffey"

"I don't wanna be anything But I would do anything just to run away I don't wanna be anything like this at all"

"Look, I wanna be loud, so loud, I'm talking seismic I wanna be soft as a single stone in a rainstick I wanna be the thunder of a hundred thousand hooves moving quick If I was a stampede, you wouldn't get a kick I wanna be the shadow when my bright future's behind me I wanna be the last thing anybody ever sees"

Fox Way: (Abstract (Psychopomp))

"The feeling came late I'm still glad I met you"

"The memory hurts But does me no harm Your hand in my pocket To keep us both warm The poor thing in the road Its eye still glistening The cold wet of your nose The Earth from a distance"

"The speed that you moved The screech of the cars The creature still moving That slowed in your arms The fear in its eyes Gone out in an instant Your tear caught the light"

Gangsey and Dream pack: (First Light)

"Your eyes open, at first a thousand miles away But turning, shoot a silver bullet point-blank range And I can scarce believe what I'm believing in Could this be how every day begins?"

"The sky set to burst The gold and the rust The colour erupts You filling my cup The sun coming up

Like I lived my whole life Before the first light"

"One bright morning goes so easy Darkness always finds you either way It creeps into the corners as the moment fades A voice your body jumps to calling out your name But after this I'm never gonna be the same And I am never going back again"

#please read #the dream thieves #the raven cycle #trc #tdt #joseph kavinsky #kavinsky #dream pack #the dream pack #gangsey #ronan lynch #blue sargent #gansey #the raven king #song lyrics

[maxsroom-jamesbaldwinsversion]

A complete list of pets my family has had.

A black cat with no name. I was three so either she didn't have a name or I forgot it.

Dennis (AKA menace)- A hamster who decided his three-story cage wasn't big enough and that people were the enemy. Almost daily he would escape his cage and instead live in my ANTIQUE wooden doll house. If you tried to remove him, he would remove your fingers.

Purdy - A King Charles terrier who was very pretty. However, do not go near her mouth. Even with food. It is a death sentence. She lived to thirteen and even while deaf and blind she could tell if you were approaching her pearly whites.

Two Springer Spaniels - Jasper Casper and Jim Diamond. Jasper used to run full force into kitchen cabinets chasing shadows. He somehow made it to thirteen. Jim is still going strong.

Charlie - an obese chihuahua (maybe, we're not sure if he was even a dog).

Betty - a little black chihuahua who managed to get pregnant by Finnley (coming up later) when he was 9 MONTHS OLD.

Declan - a racehorse who is too shy to race.

Darby - a chestnut pony who we bought for casual hacking, however, at the slightest sign of freedom he would bolt (with you on him).

Peanut - a shetland/fallabella pony who broke two of my toes.

Woody & Buzz - two guinea pigs who managed to hide so well in their cage that we routinely thought they had escaped (Buzz was later renamed to Fat Nugget).

Jinx - a demon of a cat who asks for attention and then attacks you for the fact she had to ask.

Rosie and Ronnie - cats! Ronnie got run over the same day we let him outside. Rose is still kicking at 14 but habitually brings mice HEADS to our front door.

Colin - a cockatiel whose only talents are wolf-whistling and sitting on Rosie to test her animal instincts.

Kia - a thoroughbred racehorse.

Sooty - a black feral kitten brought home to us by Jim. In his mouth. Completely unharmed. We think he found her in a field?

Shiela - another cockatiel who we got as a friend for Colin. Her only talent is screeching at the top of her lungs when you're trying to relax.

Alfie - an orphaned lamb. He needed to be bottle fed, however, he would headbutt the groin of anyone who tried to do it. He, in fact, chased my stepfather around the orchard trying to get at his groin.

Mario - a tea-cup cockriel who managed to drown in a kiddie pool we had set up for the ducks (the pool was maybe 30cm deep).

Maggie - a duck who got kidnapped.

Shelly & Lucy - sheep who would run away if you tried to interact with them.

Chickens - too many to name but a few notable ones were; sonic (ran everywhere) and Molly (named after my sister because she strut around like she owned the place).

Finnley - a chihuahua who looks and acts more like the illegitimate son of satan himself than a dog.

Boris - son of Betty and Finnley who was born with an underbite, floppy ears that never stood up, and only one testicle.

Edgar - son of Betty and Finnley who lived each day like he wanted it to be his last.

Elvis - the final son of Betty and Finnley who begs to be picked up and then growls like he never wanted it in the first place.

Lucy - an ex-racehorse who, when in jumping competitions, decides she's not done when the course says so, and bolts.

There might have been a few I missed but that's all for now folks.

#animals #pets #my pets #evil creature #funny #funny post #shitpost

[slightlystupidhun]

The One That Almost Stayed

A Quinn and Darlin fic that is based on the song, The One That Got Away, by the civil wars. It is set before Darlin meets Sam.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6,

Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

TW: Cussing, Quinn, Hostility, Blood, Grooming, nonconsensual biting. This fic discusses serious issues Tank probably went through. Please viewer discretion is advised.

Declan sat beside Tank, putting pressure to their shoulder. There was so much blood. So much. He was overwhelmed and didn’t know what to do. Tank put their hand over his.

“It’s ok Declan. Just breathe. It’s ok.” Tank said coughing up a little bit of blood. “Whoops.” They tried to smile at him.

“Yeah Whoops…. I don’t know what- who was he?” He said sounding worried.

“That was Quinn…” they said looking away.

“THAT was him? What the hell? You’re breaking up with him right? You can’t- Tanker… God I’m so sorry I don’t know-“

“TANKER!!” A voice yelled out. It was David followed by Ash and Milo. They ran over and all knelt around them.

“Tank stay with us. You’re gonna be ok!” Asher said lightly patting their face.

“Yeah Ma’s on the way. She’s comin with Gabe! You’re gonna be fine…”

“Thanks guys… I’m, I’m fine. I’m gonna be fine.” They said grabbing hold of David’s hand. “I’m gonna be fine right?”

His face cracked as he looked at them covered in their own blood, scratches, bruises, and a broken arm. “Yeah… yeah you’re gonna be ok?”

“Hey… Hey Tank, you…” Declan paused leaning in closer to Tanks ear, all three mens eyes on him. “You’re not part of the mafia are you?” His voice was quieter now but Tanks laughter was anything but, well at least until it fizzled off into a fir of coughs.

“Who’s he?” Milo asked suspiciously.

“His name… is Declan… he’s a unempowered friend of mine…” they spoke softly.

“Unempowered? What do you mean Tank?” Declan asked looking around confused. Before anyone could answer a car screeching down the street could be heard. Gabe jumped out of the drivers seat before opening Marie’s door and helping her over to Tank. She froze looking at the beat up shifter.

“Tank…” Gabe said tone soft.

“Ok move over men, I need a look at em.” She said pushing her way over to Tank. She immediately got to work.

“Gabe…” Tank let out quietly eyes shutting.

“Yeah Kiddo?” He asked looking terrified.

“I’m so sorry… for not coming to… to get togethers… for blowing off dinners… I should have- I should have…”

“Shh it’s ok… It’s ok kid…” just stay with me. Tank smiled before closing their eyes and drifting off into darkness.

When Tank woke up they were in a room they had only seen a few times. It’s David’s old room before he moved out with Asher. The sheets were warm and clean and it was dark accept for a lamp on in the corner of the room. It illuminated the face of their pack Alpha. He was waiting for them.

“Gabe…?” They looked over at him a little disoriented.

“Hey Kiddo.” He walked over to their bedside carding a hand through their hair. “How are you feeling?”

“Like Hell.” They quipped smiling over at him. “Is Declan here?”

“He refused to leave.” He said a smirk evident in his tone.

“Don’t-“ they said catching what he was gonna say before he said it, “Declan is essentially my little brother….. Just like David is my big brother.” They muttered the second half but Gabe still caught it.

“I’ll let him know he can come in.”

He left the room and shortly after Declan entered. He immediately went over and sat beside them. He grabbed their hand and held it tight. He smiled.

“Welcome back to the land of the living… Wolf.” He immediately looked at their face to catch their reaction. Shock was all that he could see as he smiled.

“You- how’d you?” Was all they could muster.

“You uh, shifted I believed they called it. When you passed out.” He smiled laughing at them.

“You’re handling this remarkably well.” They looked over at him.

“Well it’s not like I’ve got a choice.” He smiled before David entered the room.

“Declan, can you please give Tank and I a moment?” He asked before Gabe entered the room as well. Declan quickly left. As soon as the door shut David walked over to Tank.

“Quinn. He did this.” His tone wasn’t accusatory but it was firm and pissed off. He ran his hand through his hair to try to calm himself down.

“David-“ Tank tried but was cut off.

“No, Tanker. It’s not fine. It’s not ok. He hurt you.” David tried to keep his tone down.

“I’m sorry.” They said looking away. At that Gabe stepped forward.

“Don’t apologize. We weren’t able to catch him but we will tank. We-“ Tank cut Gabe off.

“No! Don’t don’t do that! Please” they said almost jumping out of the bed.

“Then what would you like to do Tank…” Gabe looked at him.

“He… he’s started attacking unempowered individuals, turning them into non consenting blood donors. If he knows we’re hunting him he’ll hurt more people…” Tank looked down feeling ashamed of himself. “I’m… I don’t know what to do.”

“Lets go to the department. That way he’s out of our hands and into theirs.” David offered. Tank stared at him for a moment before nodding.

“Tomorrow then. We will go tomorrow.” Gabe confirmed, “I’ll meet you there. I have a meeting at 5:00pm so I’ll be heading over and should arrive no later than 6:30. And maybe you could even show me how your bike runs?”

“Yeah… tomorrow. I’ll meet you there.” They said sinking down into the mattress.

“Heh, so you called me your dad?” Gabe said nudging them, recalling the phone call Declan made.

“Oh god…” Tank said covering the blush that rose to their cheeks.

“That makes me your brother than, ew.” David humored them chuckling on his way out of the room. Gabe followed him out but stopped in the doorway.

“I’m glad your safe. Really glad.” He said before he grabbed the handle and began closing the door.

“I love you too Gabe.” They smiled at him. Before he nodded.

“Goodnight Kiddo.” With that he shut the door and walked out.

The next morning when Tank woke up it was already 1:00 and they could smell David making lunch. Him and Declan were talking when Tank walked out.

“Good morning Sunshine.” Declan offered making fun of them.

“Yeah I bet they feel like it too,” David quipped.

“Shut up both of you.” They looked around the room scanning for everyone else.

“Ash and Milo are heading home right now. And Gabe is driving them home. Then he is gonna head over to his meeting to hopefully get it finished early.” David informed them.

“Is it that long a drive?” Tank asked.

“No, not as long as the streets are clear. The roads are pretty funky though.” He looked at them handing them a sandwich.

“Wow housewife David! Someone’s gonna domesticate you.” Tank smiled snatching the sandwich.

“Shut up!” David growled out.

The clock ticked slowly as the hours passed. They all sat around and chatted, watched some Tv before Tanks alarm went off. It was 6:00 so they were gonna start heading over to the Department. Before going to the Department they dropped Declan home and walked him to his door. Then they headed over to the department. They waited 6:30 rolled around, then 6:40, by the time it reached 7:15 they had called Gabe about 15 times. They assumed his meeting just ran late so they went in to make the report themself.

At the desk there was a young investigator with a pretty impressive aura. Tank heard someone call them Detective Sneaks so they assumed they were a Stealth.

“How can I help?” The stealth asked tone tired and exhausted.

“I’m here to file a report… against a dangerous vamp…” that’s all they needed to say and the papers were in their hand. There was no going back now.

#redacted asmr #redacted audios #redacted darlin #redacted david #milo redacted #redacted sam #sam x darlin #redacted asmr asher #redacted shaw pack #redacted milo greer #redactedverse #redacted asher #redacted asmr david #redacted sweetheart #redacted shifters #redacted gabe

[28dayslater]

“What ho, Y/N!” you heard a voice call, and turned to see your village’s hedge knight on one of his frequent visits, trotting up to you atop his horse. His armour shone in the sun, the familiar plume on his helmet bobbing as the horse picked its way across the cobbles.

“Sir Mason!” you cried joyfully.

He pulled his helmet off as he drew nearer to you, his hair sprinting back from where it had been stuffed into a hole on the top. Most knights had to use horse hair or feathers for the plume on theirs. Not Sir Mason, whose noble tresses outclassed any of his peers.

“Please, just Mason,” he said, smiling with his dubiously period-accurate white teeth on full blast. “Since you’re my betrothed.”

“Of course,” you said, dropping into a curtesy. Your family had been thrilled when he suggested the marriage. It was the highest level of society a woman such as yourself could hope to reach. You had put aside, for their sake, your personal concerns about the man.

His horse nosed at you. “Leave the girl alone, Declan,” he told it, and jumped down, his armour clanking as he hit the ground. “Well, let me look at you.”

You smiled dutifully as he took your chin in his gloved hand. The two of you weren’t often this close together. Your heart quickened.

“As beautiful as ever,” he murmured lowly, his eyes dropping down to your lips.

You sometimes got the sense, when you were looking into his eyes, that there was nothing behind the dark hollow of his pupils, just your own self being reflected back at you. Sir Mason felt like something very different to the broad honest lads who toiled for him. In the dark of night you’d sometimes wonder if, inside the sparkling armour and fine clothes and soft hair, there was a man at all.

He lingered for a long moment, and then abruptly dropped his hand and stepped back.

“What brings you here today?” you asked, breathless.

“There’s a peasant I have to whip,” he said dismissively. “You know how those people are. But I thought I’d stop by and see my future wife first.”

You smiled up at him at the reminder of the marriage that would keep you in comfort, elevate your family, let whatever children you might have grow up in safety inside the castle walls.

“I wanted to speak to you about-“ he started, and was cut off when the village church’s bell started to ring, over and over again as if the bell ringer was struck by a violent frenzy. Your heart sank. This could only be one thing.

“A deadite attack,” he breathed. “Y/N, you must go inside, it’s not safe.”

You were about to acquiesce, but you spotted it before him, over his shoulder silhouetted against the clouds. You hadn’t known deadites were capable of flight.

Even far away as it was, you felt it lock eyes with you. You’d never seen one in the light before. Its pale limbs were long and spindly, thinner than any human’s, and a thick crest of flesh protruded above its eyes, shielding its face in darkness. Two giant, leathery wings beat as it descended upon you.

You started to scream, one long high scream, and another after your voice failed you. Sir Mason whirled around and gasped as he saw the creature for himself.

He shoved you away from him with all his strength and drew his sword from his scabbard, feet planted firmly on the ground.

You hit the floor hard, and could only watch breathless as he readied for battle. The deadite screeched as it drew closer, and Declan reared up on his back legs, whinnying in distress. You covered your eyes and prayed for it to be over.

When you dared open them again, a terrible sight revealed itself to you. The deadite, still alive and in the sky, heading in the direction of the castle. Your betrothed, prone on the floor, fingers twitching. And his noble steed, Declan, now calm, stood above his body. His hooves were splattered with blood.

#blame this one on davide

[multistoty]

through your window (for Hope, from Landon)

Hope had just settled into her bed in the haunting familiar room at the Mikealson New Orleans compound. She had a side lamp on alone and the window cracked. Maybe it was the wolf parts of her because of the muggy air and the french quarter moon that seemed to live in her veins just as much as her blood. No one would dare try to break into the mansion particularly when their were clearly a gaggle of original vampires haunting the walls downstairs. A lot of vampiric myths were wrong, but it seemed the lack of a sleep schedule was unless it was for her father's hounding and the ultimate danger courting her. Those sentiments were brought to a screeching halt by the sound of a person filling her wolf ears and a body rolled inelegantly through the window. The creature was in a heap on the rug in front of her bed which was probably from some princesses parlor a thousand years ago or something. The sketchbook was lifted from falling as she could certainly use it as a projectile to anyone who dared... The groan was unmistakable as it filled her heightened senses. With the wards and etc, she had been able to lessened the outside sounds from her room just as the one's that would keep prying ears out considering even the partners of the mikealsons had supreme magical gifting and all of them assumed that she was either in danger or impulsive enough to create some of her own. Declan O'connell had made some of his famous food from her childhood. Bread pudding sat half eaten with a spoon on the side of her bed. Once the phoenix seemed to lift his head to her form, Hope implored him with her large ocean blue orbs and a crossing of her arms though his geeky antics couldn't help making a blush pepper her cheeks. Her mind screamed eternally. Freya had thought it was funny years ago looking at the rabbit her Uncle Elijah had given to her who sat like a sentinel looming over her sleeping form for years that she get an expensive set of pajamas with rabbits on it. The child of the big bad wolf dressed in that of a famed wolves prey was a fitting irony and Hope had a bigger soft spot for fuzzy creatures than her snarky outer shell would like her to know. Landon was one of the few things that could make her melt. For the first time in a long time, the mikealson heiress found herself dumbfounded. Alaric had said that he had spring break plans, but she hadn't expected that to entail new orleans especially without her knowing. So many questions were going through her head before a giggle parted her lips. "Please tell me that you have not been sitting in the tree outside of my room all day. Not that I am not happy to see you though you have a lot of answers to give and should better pray that you didn't trip any wards or that Freya keeps her mouth shut when noticing it because a boy in my room would certainly be ivicerated should most of the people down there know it. Are you okay? That was the stupidest decision you have ever made which is saying something. And I might just transition early for the fright you just gave me, stupid stupid lovely boy."

#it's five am and I haven't slept so this might suck #she loves him but the comedic idea is sending me #sort of au

[florenceisfalling]

on the verge of sobbing over “everyone leaves eventually, darling, don’t be afraid” 24/fucking 7

#thank you dec #my declan screeching #declan mckenna #zeros

[rotzaprachim]

In secret between the shadow and the soul, Kalimat/کلهات، and mo mhamaí cliste. the three fics of all time 4 me probably AND the three I banged most of out in about a day

#Like if it was an authors favourites list I think those three would top it #Very record screech very seized by artistic muse etc etc etc #Inej ghafa Niccolò di Genova Declan lynch..... #also wild 2/3 od these were about romantic relationships and like. Building intimacy? #One was about taking one of the most fucked up families ive ever read who live in my mind rent free #And. Poking the things given to us in canon just a lilllll

[alltoolewis]

Please one where you and ben are taking a vacation, and he is trying to get over your fear of water

"Are you two coming in or not!?" Declan yelled as he leapt off the yacht, water splashing around you as the rest of the team jumped in one by one, leaving just you and Ben on the boat. "Were just going to stay up here for a bit longer mate!" Ben yelled back, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as your body continued to shake.

Ever since you were younger you have always had a fear of the ocean! Just the idea of being in the unknown, not knowing what is underneath you or around you, just freaked you out!

"I'm proud of you y'know!" Ben whispered in your ear, placing you in on his knee as he wrapped his arms tighter. He knew how hard it was for you just to be on the boat, knowing the girl he met a year ago wouldn't even of stepped foot on the deck. "I'm sorry..." You sighed, heartbreaking as you watched Ben watch all his teammates and their partners enjoying the water, while he was stuck with you! & although you knew he didn't mind you couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty that you weren't like everyone else.

Out of nowhere, you stood taking a confused Ben with you as you get closer to the edge. "Baby... what are you doing?" he asked as you twirled around to look at him, taking a breath "I don't want to be the girl who everyone tip toes around anymore, the girl who holds her boyfriend back from having fun over a silly fear.." "You're not holding me back (Y/n)! I don't ca-"

"But I do Ben!" You interrupted, fear washing over you as you looked out into the blue water "I can do this! but only if I have you by my side... Promise me please you won't let go...?"

Squeezing your hand tighter, ben smiled pulling you into his chest "I promise... I will never let go!"

"Right then.." You nervously sighed, turning forward as you both faced the sea, one hand with your finger clenched into your palm and the other intertwined with Ben's. "On three..."

"One.." You sighed, closing your eyes, "Two.." Ben squeezed your hand tighter as you said the last one together.

"Three.."

Both of you screaming as you splashed into the water. Ben keeping his promise, his hand always remained on your skin, making sure that your petit frame made into the surface.

"We did it!" You screeched as you wrapped your legs around your boyfriend's waist, tears of excitement filling your eyes as you realised you have just accomplished your biggest fear, all with the help from the boy in front of you.

"You did it, baby..." Ben chuckled, releasing his hands from your waist as your arms tighten around his neck, your silent way to tell him to not let you go. "I promise you, as long as we are together I will never let go!"

#ben chilwell #ben chilwell blurb #ben chilwell imagine

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#4

Christmas Traditions - Mason Mount

Day 2 of 25 Days til Christmas

Closed eyes, with your nose tipped pointing towards the sky, you inhaled in a slow breath of fresh air. Winter was at its peak, snow coating the ground in front of you, glistening. Some would say the weather was arctic. The temperatures reached well below zero, but you were so used to the UK weather, your entire life it has been like this.

Cold weather was nothing new to your body; instead, during the winter months, it had become an excuse to don the cosiest sweaters and your warmest boots. It was the time of year to curl up beside a blazing fire, while drinking hot chocolate.

There was nothing better than burrowing under a warm duvet, reading a book and cuddling with your boyfriend, Mason, late into the evenings during these chilly evenings.

With the Christmas season fast approaching, it meant another year of cherished traditions, only this year, you got to share every moment with Mason. These thoughts brought a soft smile to your face, when two arms looped around your middle, lifting you effortlessly off your feet.

With a squeal of surprise, eyes wide open, the room was now spinning from you spinning, Mason pecked your cheeks in a dozen of tiny kisses.

“Oh my god, Mase!” You screeched, trying to wriggle around in his grip, while he let out a laughter. “You scared me” You say, with one last circle, your feet were returned firmly to the frozen ground.

Turning around in his arms, you were met with Mason's brown eyes, shining at you. Your heart instantly performed a series of backflips as it so often did, whenever he flashed you that infamous grin.

“Did you get some pretty shots?” Mason quipped, gesturing to the black Nikon camera hanging from the strap slung around your neck.

“Yeah, some,” you shrugged with a playful smirk, looking around at the rows and rows of pine trees, “I love when everything is all covered in snow and ice like this. We don’t get much but when we do, it's beautiful.”

Mason stood back and watched the way your eyes lit up when you talked about your photography, a smile painted on your lips. He knew it was your passion, but he also knew that you refused to ever admit how truly talented you were. So, he made sure to tell you at every chance he got.

“I have no doubt you got some amazing shots.” He hummed, placing an arm around your shoulders while pulling you in close. All you could do was smile, feeling a slight blush flood your cheekbones with colour.

“so, what’s next?” Mason asked, leaning down to peck a quick kiss to the top of your head before allowing you to drag him further down the rows of pine trees.

“We pick a tree.” You chuckle at his question, as you couldn’t help but giggle at the eagerness in every step he took. He looked like a kid walking down the aisles of sweets. His brown eyes bright, his cheeks rosy from the cold. The excitement was visible on his face as you strode along, hand in hand in search of the dream tree.

This was your first Christmas together, in your shared house and Mason was determined to make it a memorable one. Suddenly, Mason stopped walking tugging you back by the hand he held firmly with yours.

“This one,” he exclaimed, eyes scanning from top to bottom of the impressive spruce, “it’s perfect.” Nodding your head in silent agreement, Mason proudly was heading to see if someone could help with cutting the tree.

“Whoa, Mason wait,” you murmured, reaching out for his shoulder with a laugh, "we should take a picture first. In front of our first Christmas tree.” Just when you thought he couldn’t possibly get any happier, his smile grew three times wider.

“Tree selfie?” he chuckled happily, his voice ringing loudly like silver bells through the winter air, “I love it.”

It was something you had always done with your parents, to take a family photo when picking a tree. So, Mason knew how much it meant to you, by doing this today.

Slipping one arm around his neck, you shifted the camera into your other hand and skilfully snapped the picture.

Once they brought the tree home, you and Mason tried several times to move it in the house where you wanted it to be. You started to let it settle in place before starting to decorate it.

The rest of the afternoon consisted of eating freshly baked cookies, and sipping on hot chocolate.

Then came your most favourite memory from your childhood, which was a ride on a horse drawn sleigh. Two white horses pulled the sleigh effortlessly around the tree farm you were visiting earlier that morning.

You sat tucked comfortably against Mason’s side, a blanket strewn over your laps protecting you both from the cold. Taking Mason’s hand in yours, you wove your petite fingers through his. Peering down at you he gave your hand a firm squeeze. Adoration was written across every inch of his face when he looked at you.

“I think I’d be happy if this moment lasted forever.” You say leaning against his shoulder. ---

tagged: @footballerimaginess​

95 notes • Posted 2021-12-02 00:03:21 GMT

#3

Innocent Eyes - Jack Grealish

‘‘Do you remember when you were 15? and the kids at school called you a fool ‘cause you took the chance to dream’

Prompt from song prompt challenge.Hope everyone likes it,

Recommends listening to Innocent Eyes - Delta Goodrem

Note: Thank you for everyone who voted, it was so close between Jack and Mason by one point. Hoping to write something with Mason soon :)

The final was approaching, fast. One minute it was the semi-final the next blink it was the morning of the final. You and Jack were on and off more than a merry-go round. But he was your best friend in the world. Jack and you grew up together…you would say you could be ‘high school sweethearts. But you tried dating, numerous times and it just didn’t work. You agreed that the friendship was more important than if the relationship turned sour and went our separate ways.  

You sat at home, getting ready. You were heading to Wembley with Jack’s family, who was basically your second parents. Your phone rang on your bed, it was Jack wanting to facetime. You answered straight away and the biggest smile on your face in weeks crept on you face.

“Hey Jack! How are you feeling?” You asked as you sat on the edge of the bed.

“Yeah…a little nervous, see what the gaffer says in a bit.” He spoke and nodded.

Silence.

You knew Jack was thinking about the game. You had waited for this moment for him for so long to be in a major tournament final. Of course, he played in the under 21’s but this was different.

“Do you remember when we were 7?” you asked, as Jack turned his attention back to you. “The only thing you wanted to do was play show your mum that you could play football.” You say to him.

Jack laughed slightly and nodded “Yeah…broke the window she never let me live that down.” He said reliving the memory.

“Ten years passed, and you signed up to the club, and it last…look where you are.” You say smiling

Jack smiled and nodded. “I guess” He said quietly as he reflected.

“I miss those days, when it uses to be fantasy, something you’d want to do, and time would stop. But its Jack…you’re in a European Championship final. I’m so proud of you.” You tell him

Jack smiled and nodded again. “Aw, babe you’re so cute.” He laughed it off.

You chatted for a few more minutes before he had to go, you promised you’d give him the biggest hug going win or lose.

The game was electrifying, when the first goal you really thought we would win it, but it just didn’t want to come home.

The players looked distraught on the pitch, you searched for Jack, he was with his teammates consoling his teammates while families sat in the section was waiting to hug their loved one.

Jack walked over to us; he went towards his mother first who was crying at the sight of her little boy being distraught. You stood back letting the family have a little moment before Jack came over.

“You alright babe?” He asks as he pulls you in a hug.

“Shouldn’t I be asking that to you?” You laughed.

“Yeah…it’s going to sting for a while, but the lads did their best. It just didn’t want to come home.” He shrugged it off like he wasn’t hurt.

“Well, we’re still proud of you all.” You smiled.

You got moved by staff to meet the players back in the players’ lounge, they would be right through once they showered and did the after match.

You did get to witness Jack giving his boots to the young boy, which made you smile.

Later in the players you sat in the lounge waiting for Jack to come around after he spent time with other players families having photos.

Jack was sat at the table; he now was very quiet and still hurt from the loss. You sit next to him.

“Remember when you were 15 and people thought you wouldn’t get anywhere, with this football and time has passed and now look at you, you just played a final…granted you came on, but you still played.” You say as you rest your chin on his shoulder.

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104 notes • Posted 2021-07-15 21:33:56 GMT

#2

Winter Baby - Ben Chilwell

Day 21 of 25 Days til Christmas!! (side note: happy birthday ben!)

Seriously thinking of making a series, if you like this...please keep an eye out for the imagine Christmas Day, as its a follow on :)

You and Ben were so excited to meet your new arrival. You were hoping that the baby would soon be here before Christmas as you both felt it would be the perfect Christmas present for you and Ben if this did happen.

Luckily Ben hadn’t been training after a knock in a match, much to his disappointment and annoyance but your delight. He was able to spend some days at home which was a bonus as you didn’t know how long it would be before the baby would be born.

You decided to wrap Ben’s birthday presents for tomorrow while Ben was out walking the dog, so you thought it was the perfect opportunity. You had finished wrapping when you felt a twinge in the lower pelvic area, which caught you off guard, unsure if it was something or nothing.

You managed to make your way down the stairs that was all decorated ready for Christmas as Ben walked through the front door relieved that he wasn’t long out as he usually is which at times, he would go out running with the dog.

“You alright? You don’t look well.” Ben asked concerned as he unhooked the dog’s lead. You nodded rubbing the side of your bump.

“Yeah, she’s just making sure I know she’s still there.” You smile, as you walked down the last few steps to kiss Ben’s cheeks.

Both of you wanted to find out the gender as you were impatient. You were over the moon that you were having a girl as you knew she was going to have Ben wrapped around her little finger.

Ben nodded as he took his jacket off and followed you in the lounge. You had ordered take out earlier ready for a movie night with Ben. It was tradition Indian and a movie the evening before his birthday. You were trying to convince him to have a Chinese but Indian was always the winner.

You needed to go to the bathroom for what felt like the millionth time today, so you struggled off the couch as you felt a twinge again, this time it was stronger than what you had earlier in the evening.

“Ben” You say calmly which made him hum an answer not taking his eyes off the movie.

“I think the baby is coming.” You say, as you breathed through what you thought could be a contraction.

Ben stood up and looked at you like a deer in headlights. “I’ll go and grab the bag and your pillow.” He says, as he made a bee line for the stairs knocking the ornaments off the banister which caused you to wince, as you put your coat on, you felt your waters go.

“I need to clean that up.” You say, as you head for the cleaning cupboard.

“You do no such thing” Ben tells you as he walked away before coming back not three seconds later, with his training trousers. “Put these on, I’ll clear this up.” He tells you.

You obeyed the ordered and went in the downstairs bathroom to change before walking out to Ben walking back into the house. “Bag is in the car, ready?” He asked.

“Ready as I ever be” You smile, as you walked out into the car. When you managed to get in the car, the pain was starting to get bad as you started to breath something you learnt in antenatal class, something you was thankful you went to.

By the time you arrived at the hospital and filled out all the relevant paperwork you were in the room, you had settled in bed after Ben had pumped up your pillows and got you to lie back it wasn’t long before the midwife came in and did checks. You weren’t far along so it was suggested that you were to walk around a little. So, you did.

You and Ben walked along the long corridors outside the ward, you held onto Ben as you walked “she’s properly kicking me” You wince, as you hold your bump.

“Do you want to go back?” Ben asked concerned, as he held your hand moving out your hair from your eyes with his other.

You nodded, as you start to make you way back to the ward. “She’ll be here soon” Ben spoke, smiling from ear to ear. “Bit annoyed the little one couldn’t wait” He laughed.

It suddenly dawned on you it was Ben’s birthday tomorrow. “Shit, your birthday. Your present is sat home.” You say, thinking about the presents that laid on the bed in the spare room.

“That can wait and besides, she could be here before or after my birthday.” Ben shrugged.

“Hm” You hummed, as you returned to your room. You make a beeline for the bed, as your back was killing you. Ben fluffed the pillows up again, as you got comfortable.

“I should go and call everyone, you should get some rest.” Ben says as he kisses your head as you hummed a response tiredly. Watching him walk out of the room you sighed as you closed your eyes.

You were unsure how long you were asleep for. When you did wake up, Ben was sitting in the chair next door to you scrolling through his phone. “Did you sleep? What time is it?” You asked as you sat up in bed.

“No, I didn’t want to sleep in case you needed anything and it’s 01:40 in the morning.” Ben checked his phone and looked at you and smiled.

“Happy Birthday!” You say, smiling remembering it now was Ben’s birthday.

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109 notes • Posted 2021-12-21 00:01:29 GMT

#1

I Don’t Care - Mason Mount

‘I don't care what they say, I don't care what they do, they can lock me up forever, try to stop me loving you.’

Based on Delta Goodrem - I don’t Care.

Hope you like it!

AN: it took me ages to upload it as we’ve had massive town power surge.

You were meeting up with the girls out in a bar, you haven’t seen them in forever, but with you being in a new relationship and working long hours that took most of the time and left little room to socialize. You were currently in a relationship with Mason Mount, the famous Chelsea football player, something you would never say in your lifetime, but here you are in the car on the phone to Mason who had just finished training. “Right, I’m just arriving their babe, so I’ll give you a call later?” You were smiling like a schoolgirl as you were concentrated on the road. “Yeah, okay, babe. I’m going to see if one of the lads wants to play FIFA. Have fun. I’ll speak to you soon. He said before hanging up. You weren’t at the stage where you said ‘I love you’d', but you were absolutely certain Mason was the one. You arrived at the bar that we’re meeting at. We’re excited to meet you. You placed your handbag on your shoulder as you walked up to where the girls were sat. “Ahh, finally, you manage to escape your new beau for a day.” One of them teased. “Actually, I haven’t seen him since yesterday morning, we’ve been busy with work. ” You said as you took a seat. “"If you call it that, it’s a bag of wind, he kicks around, isn’t it?” Another of your friend piped up. You tilted your head to the side and looked at your friends:“Do you have a problem?"" You were looking at the three in front of you. “aw, he’s going to break your heart. I mean, he’s a footballer, he’s not going to be with you for that long.” One of the girls spoke. “It’s trouble waiting to happen,” Another spoke. You looked at them getting angrier and scoffed. “So, if you met Mason, you’ll realize he’s great, he’s down to earth and is an all-round family and friends’ guy when he’s off the pitch. But you’ve only assumed he was an up his own arse and just kicks a ball around.” You bite back. “You don’t know mine and Mason’s relationship…you’ve never met him, so who are you to judge.” You carried on ranting. “We just don’t want you to get hurt.” One of the girls gave a sympathetic smile and tried to touch your hand as you moved away. “Well…I’m not, I know what I’m doing. I would have thought my friends to be a bit more understanding, but obviously not. That has hurt me,” You snapped, as you grabbed your bag. “Thank you for the invite ladies, but suddenly my appetite has gone, and I don’t particularly want a salty dinner, so you enjoy. I’m going to go home and be with my boyfriend who was actually wanting to meet you, but I guess that won’t happen anytime soon unless you accept the fact, I have to make my own decisions on whom I date.” You got off your chair and snapped. “Y/N” you heard one of the girls shout after you, but you walked out of the restaurant You got in your car and let out a frustrated sigh, you couldn’t believe your friends. It was like an intervention. You sat there for a few moments, ignoring the calls and texts the girls we’re already sending. You wiped your hand over your face and hair before starting your car and just drove. Until you got to the familiar 6ft gates. You sat there for a while before you buzzed the gate. It wasn’t long before the gates opened, and you drove your car in. You sat in the car a few moments, you didn’t want to cry in front of Mason and tell him what the girls said but at the same time you didn’t, you composed yourself and got out of your car and rang the doorbell, standing there biting your lip waiting for Mason to open the door. A few moments, Mason appeared, on the phone and looked at you and smiled. The smile soon faded when he saw how you looked. “Dec…I’ll give you a call back in a bit mate.” Mason said before hanging up before he even got a response from the other end. “What you’re doing here?” He asked. “Are you okay?” You just shook your head and burst into tears, running into Mason’s chest as he wrapped his arms around you, unsure what was going off. “Can I stay with you tonight?” You muttered as you wiped away your tears. “Of course, you don’t need to ask.” Mason says as he kisses your

forehead, shutting the door behind you. ** You laid next to Mason, watching a film on the TV, you didn’t say what went off at your meet up with your friends, but Mason had an idea it didn’t go well. He’d just stayed silent and didn’t ask questions. You moved yourself to lay on his chest and snuggled down and felt relaxed. You bite your lip. “The girls don’t think you’re good for me.” You spoke softly. “They think you’re just a footballer.” You spoke. Mason stayed silent for a second, “I am a footballer…” He laughed a little. “No, I know that, but they think you’re a footballer that would break my heart.” You speak. “But they don’t understand what we have. I told them they should meet you and know what you’re like.” You spoke. “I promise I won’t break your heart.” He said kissing your forehead. “Besides, I’m sure they’ll change their minds if they meet me. I wouldn’t get yourself upset about it, love. I’m sure they had your best interest at heart.” Mason spoke. You scoffed. “See, you’re too nice, you’re even sticking up for them.” You say, “It’s why I love you, you seriously have not a bad word to say about anyone.” You say, blushing slightly because you realised it’s the first time you said I loved you to Mase. “I love you too.” He laughed as he kissed you. “But don’t stress, okay, you’ll work it out with them.” He spoke. You were unsure, they hurt you bad, but you just agreed, as you snuggled into Mason even more. “I’m going to love you anyway.” You mutter.

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[emjenwrites]

So I massively cut back my following list when I came back to this hellsite and since then my dash has been much more peaceful. Still, I was vaguely aware there was drama of some sort happening in the TRC fandom, but I wasn’t quite sure what. Today I stepped outside my bubble and stumbled across a couple things in addition to the “how dare you ship anything other than pynch” screeching which I already knew about:

There’s apparently a resurgence of Ye Olde nastiness about Declan stans, which isn’t new, but I’d thought we’d moved passed that after cdth.

Some section of people seem to have some really weird interpretations of Adam’s actions in MI and I can’t tell a) what exactly those interpretations are and b) if those people are the Adam stans or not. I just get a vague “I don’t know what book you read, but that’s not what happened in MI” feeling.

Also does that one Adam/Declan fic I wrote for a prompt fest over two years ago mean that I’m one of the evil Adam/Declan shippers who should go to hell?

#just trc things #things i will regret posting

[the-ace-with-spades]

(5/6) the best is yet to be

five times someone realized Ronan and Adam were basically married and one time they actually were

Part 1 │Part 2 │Part 3 │Part 4 │Part 6

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Declan wasn't surprised when Ronan told him he was gay, in fact, he didn't react at all, just shrugged and asked if Ronan would eat dinner with him and Matthew.

Declan wasn't surprised easily.

There was no big deal. Declan wasn't one of those Catholics and Ronan wasn't on the way to become a saint, if not for the obvious faith in God,  Declan would say he was closer to becoming a satanist, really. If anything, this was less explicit and less worrying than picking him from the police station again or finding out he was dropping out to become a farmer. And it wasn't like Ronan was hiding it — Declan confirmed the suspicions the moment he moved in with Gansey but he suspected long before that.

He supposed this was what happened when your little brother leaves gay porn magazines just out in the open on his bed and you're the one hiding them from your homophobic father. Not that he would tell Ronan that, the experience would be equally traumatising and embarrassing to both of them and Declan didn't like to share the burden.

Adam Parrish was a fucking surprise.

Declan knew of Adam Parrish because of school, first. He was the quiet scholarship kid that didn't attract much attention except for his obvious poorness. Well, he was quiet until he was destroying Declan in the debate club. He still didn't talk much about himself, not like every Aglionby guy who thought he was the best thing since sliced bread, but Declan could understand that. He could understand that because he knew that sometimes you hide so many things that you no longer know who you are.

But that didn't make him less suspicious. Parrish joined the merry Gansey gang of traumatised misfits suddenly and without trying — so Declan did a background check on him.

His suspicion became deeper. He didn't like Ronan to think this was a friendship and not a transaction — Parrish had to have ulterior motives. He seemed to be a person that would definitely have less to give and more to take.

But then he didn't take anything.

The night Declan went to the police station with the knowledge that Ronan bit Robert Parrish, he thought it was the end, that this was the final charge that money won't be able to drop and that Ronan will have to be bailed out and smuggled out to Canada to not go to jail.

And then Declan came in and the police officer told him that Robert Parrish is being charged and they needed Ronan to testify to make the charge stick and he couldn't testify without a legal guardian present.

No one said anything about Ronan getting arrested because Adam Parrish admitted to his deepest secret.

And Declan was sure this was the end of niceties from Parrish, that he was going to use it as an excuse to move into that warehouse Ronan called home and sponge off on Gansey's kindness and Ronan's guilt.

And then he fucking didn't. So Declan gave him the pass.

And then, months later, Ronan told them he was gay.

The next Sunday, Parrish came to the Mass with him, wearing a secondhand suit and Ronan's tie.

"This is my fucking boyfriend," Ronan told him and Matthew on the steps to St. Agnes. "Deal with it."

Declan rolled his eyes. Adam rolled his eyes fondly. Declan frowned. Adam raised an eyebrow.

Matty asked if Adam was Catholic. Declan raised an eyebrow — he knew he wasn't.

"No," Adam answered. "I'm the emotional support."

True to his word, Parrish didn't pray, didn't kneel and didn't move during the sign of peace offering. Instead, whenever Ronan sat down next to him, his hand would wander to Ronan's on its own, like it was natural for him, and Ronan wouldn't oppose, just curl his fingers over his knuckles and caress it with his thumb.

There was, Declan found out over time, a huge amount of hands involving the two.

They walked out of the church holding hands too and held them together when Declan drove them all to the cheap diner Ronan insisted on. Parrish insisted on paying for his food an hour later and it became obvious why Ronan wanted to go to this exact place.

It was strange to see Ronan care about somebody and care enough to think about this kind of details — he knew Ronan did care, even if never about Declan, but it felt strange on another level. Like he had seen it before but didn't realize.

Declan tended to erasure Adam Parrish from his mind most of the time — if anything, he was safe for the Lynch family.

Parrish was a good influence if one compared being smitten to being influenced. Declan tended to use it to his own advantage — although Ronan would often refuse for the sake of refusing, he refused Parrish less than anyone else. He encouraged Ronan to modernise the farm — with a promise that he'll fix anything that breaks for him, or so Matty had heard — and actually, somehow convinced him to pay taxes, which was in itself a miracle — Declan felt like buying him a car just for that. He had to cover up enough tax fraud thanks to their dad and he wasn't going to do it again.

So Parrish was a good influence and when Declan didn't feel like dealing with Ronan's snark, he would text or call Parrish.

Not gonna be in church tomorrow, was a text Declan got one Saturday, waiting for Matty to get back from an outing with his lacrosse buddies.

He had to blink a couple of times because he hadn't had an unprompted text from Ronan in over two years. He wondered whether Parrish wrote it out of courtesy — or because he didn't want to deal with Declan either.

He called Parrish. He didn't pick up. He called Ronan. He didn't pick up. He called again.

A text came.

Fuck off

It was definitely Ronan.

The next day, Declan considered the option that Ronan was joking. Out of all the things, Ronan would never miss church, he couldn't recall even one time — Ronan would sooner come drunk or hangover to church than not come at all.

He didn't show up. So Declan left Matthew in a restaurant and drove to the Barns.

No one came out even when the Wolvo roared in front of the house. Declan left the car, ready for a disaster.

He hesitated before coming in.

He didn't visit the Barns that often but it was often enough that he had seen Ronan and Adam in enough compromising positions that made him wish he could burn a hole in place of those memories. He was never to see the kitchen counter the same and definitely never again prepare food on it. Knocking was safer.

He knocked. No one answered. He knocked louder.

There was a terribly loud screech behind him and Ronan's awful bird from hell landed on the balustrade of the porch, staring at him in the same way Ronan would if he was pissed. This was another reason why he never visited the Barns — everything, including his brother and his brother's boyfriend, crept him out.

He knocked again, louder and longer. No one opened.

He looked around, ignoring more screeching. Both Parrish's fugly car and Ronan's BMW are tucked behind the closest barn.

He banged on the door. Shouted, "Ronan, open up. For fuck's sake, I know you're inside," and banged again.

The door opened and Ronan, looking more pissed off than he had seen him in a long time.

"You fuckface," he said, which in Ronan-language meant a greeting. "Shut up."

Declan opened his mouth but articulated nothing before the cries came out from the inside of the kitchen. He frowned.

"What was that?"

Ronan groaned and went back inside, not bothering to close the door in Declan's face, which was a red flag in itself.

Declan went after him, straight to the living room.

The cries were Opal's. She was currently tucked into Parrish's arm, her head curled under his chin and bailing her eyes out. Parrish wasn't just holding her — he was making shushing noises and rocking her back and forth.

"It's alright, sugarplum," he was saying, in the sweetest tone that sounded so out of place on him. "It'll go away, I promise."

Ronan's whole body softened with every step he took towards Parrish. He reached out and brushed Opal's curls in a gesture that Declan often, as a child, would seek from their mom.

"Did you get it?" Adam asked over Opal's sniffling.

His eyes moved around Ronan's face and noticed Declan, standing a couple of feet away.

"No, got sidetracked," he said. When Parrish sent him a look, he added, "But I'm going to, right away."

"Grab the baby Tylenol while you are at it."

Ronan went without a word, disappearing behind the corner to the foyer and the stairs.

"How is your toothache, baby?" Adam asked. "Any better?"

Opal answered him with a sob and buried a snotty nose into his t-shirt.

Parrish looked up at him like he expected Declan to say something.

Kids weren't Declan's thing.

Parrish adjusted Opal in his arms, rocking back and forth again, until Ronan came back downstairs, holding a tube of tooth gum gel and liquid Tylenol.

Parrish adjusted Opal again, this time holding her under legs so she was sitting up more in his arms. Ronan didn't even stop, just unscrewed the Tylenol and gave her a spoonful — she opposed a little, hiding under Adam's chin, but gave in easily enough after he shushed her again.

Parrish rocked her some more when Ronan went to the sink and washed his hands and put some of the gel on his finger.

"Come on, you little gremlin," Ronan said, calm. "You know that's going to help."

Parrish caressed her hair but she still shook her head, whimpering.

"Open up, munchkin," Ronan added.

She did, after three or so tries, and Ronan actually managed to coat her gum in the gel.

As soon as he was done, she flattered in Parrish's arms and Ronan brushed her hair again.

Opal, for most of the time, wasn't exactly a normal child — she didn't need the constant attention, could eat a lot of weird stuff without a trip to ER or could be left alone for long periods of time. She wasn't a baby, so she couldn't be anyone's baby.

But for some of the time, she was an actual child, living with Ronan and his boyfriend, being partially dependant on them. She wasn't a baby but they were parenting her.

"You could give her some ice cubes," he said because nothing else came to mind. His common sense screamed, You're nineteen, you can't parent a child together, but he said instead, "That's what mom used to do."

Ronan went to the fridge immediately.

Opal fell asleep fifteen minutes later.

After Ronan took her from Adam's hands and carried upstairs, Adam, in shortly, explained.

Opal bit something, yesterday's evening, and ruined two of her teeth, which for a creature that hadn't felt any major pain yet was traumatising. Ronan went to get a baby Tylenol and tooth gel from the closest open pharmacy while Adam stayed with her. She just fell asleep when Declan came by.

"Ronan called every dentist within twenty miles but no one had any appointments left for today," he said. "So we're taking her to the dentist tomorrow morning."

We.

Declan probably should be protesting, should be intervening, should be doing something. But somehow, he just felt proud.

Ronan was impulsive, greedy and selfish. Probably shouldn't be trusted with himself, not to mention a kid.

But he wasn't screwing up, yet, and Declan hoped he would never screw this up. Whatever this was.

#pynch #pynch fic #the raven cycle #trc #TRC #declan lynch #outsider pov

[misterywaren]

My Chaotic Reread Of Cdth

I’m rereading Cdth and the emotional roller coaster I’m on has me going on Tumblr and ranting as a read, hopefully someone can relate.

SPOILERS!!!  MAJOR MAJOR SPOILERS!!  (Disclaimer: It’s long)

All quotes belong to Call Down The Hawk By Maggie Stiefvater!

Welcome to today’s session of “I’m a train wreck of a reading person”!

“Lock tapped the time of Nathan Farooq-Lane’s death into his phone.”   Pg 10

Dangerous dreamers, fun.  Killing your own sibling with an obsession with blades, so much fun.

“Ronan Lynch was about to end the world.”   Pg 11

Rereading this makes me laugh, it’s so funny that one POV is like “Oh no we have to find the Zed who wants to end the world asap” and meanwhile insert Ronan Lynch: I’m about to end the world.  Slow down Lynch, we’re only on chapter 2 and I haven’t had my sip of coffee yet.

“Ronan missed him like a lung” Pg 17

Idk man, this is what I call quality romance, if you don’t miss your lover like a lung you’re doing something wrong.

“Please.” Pg 32

If you know, you know.

“You smell like home.” Pg 35

My heart, awe

Okay, when RONAN DOESN’T MENTION NOAH, I HURT.  For real, I read those theories dhuiehuefhefuheui

““Don’t kill anyone.”  The words were only an excuse to breathe in Ronan’s ear; it made a marvel of his nerve endings.” Pg 39

ADAM YOU FLIRT-

*reads the fight-not a fight part* *closes book* *walks out the front door* we’re gonna buy Adam Parrish a cup of self-worth. (Pg 44)

“I want it too much.” Pg 46

....and murder crabs 

“Now who’s the little bitch?” Pg 73

Ah, yes, the moment I fell in love with Hennessy.

“Nightwash” Pg 76

Okay, ngl when I first read this my mind was like: mouthwash Now I’m like: The name is perfect 

“Is there any version of you that could come with me to Cambridge? No” Pg 76

jwhdjshsbhjfv 

“You are made of dreams and this world is not for you.” Pg 77

Oh you- ~ The text messages between Ronan and Gansey are wholesome

“DBAG LYNCH” Pg 87

*Cackles*

Chapter 12 really changed my perspective of Declan and let me tell you, I came out of this book wanting to hug the hell out of Declan- 

“Jordan imagined flinging herself from a roof and flying” Pg 101 

The moment I fell in love with Jordan ~ Parsifal- I- <3

“Bryde, they said” Pg 128

Meanwhile, my brain: Here comes the Bryde 

“The orphans Lynch.” Pg 135

*tears* ~ Declan and Jordan = Yes  (Pg. the whole book) ~ Tbh when Gasey asked if “Badass” was two words or one, I spent 15 minutes thinking about that- but that’s just Gansey, he says something, sends me to question mark nation and then monologues, love him. (Pg. 161) ~ OH MATTHEW YOU INNOCENT I’M SO SORRY FOR WHAT’S COMING FOR YOU- (Pg 160) ~ PARSIFAL T-T (Pg 166) Carmen...ah  (Pg 179) ~ Chapter 28: HOLD ON, HOLD ON ~ PARSIFAL T-T (Pg 195)

““I saved your life because I love you and I was scared [...]”  “I know you.”“ (Pg 204-206)

Yes, that’s all, yes ~ Tyrian purple (Pg 214) ~ YES DECLAN HAPPINESS, H A P P I N E S S (Pg 231) ~ *Insert Adam* *Insert Ronan* *Insert kisses* *Insert my happy tears* I’ll never tire of this scene, never, it’s so, you know? (Pg. 235-237) ~ *insert scrying* *insert scream* there has been a disturbance in the force *insert Ronan holding Adam* disturbance has been demolished (Chapter 39) ~ *insert Adam leaving* :( *insert Adam stalling* :D *insert Ronan feeling alone* :( *Insert kisses goodbye* :D  (Chapter 41)

“You are the most expensive thing I have ever saved” Pg 267

And this is the moment where I stared at the page for 5 minutes just loving this line ~ *Insert Ronan saving Hennessy* "THAT’S MY SON!” I yelled into the abyss/at my bedroom wall. (chapter 44) ~ *the matthew scene* You know the first time I read this I was in class and I was sobbing.  No matter how many times I read it, I die, can someone stop me from throwing myself out a window?  Please, it hurts. (Pg. 312) ~ *the matthew to ronan scene* Hahahaha haha ha *channels inner Neil Josten* I’m fine, totally fine, didn’t have my heart ripped out of my chest, NOPE (Pg. 316) ~ Chapter 56, I bow down to you, you’re amazing. ~ When Ronan said “my boyfriend” I screeched.  (Pg. 357) Ha..WERE GOING ON A TRIP TO OUR FAVOURITE MAGICAL FOREST, SOARING THROUGH DREAMS, IT’S GONNA BE FINE. (What am I doing?) ~ P A R S I F A L (pg. 364) ~ Declan “in case you don’t have internal organs” Lynch. (Pg. 371) Ouuu plot twist (Pg. 373) ~ Living for awkward Declan, you know? ~ Chainsaw and Opal, thank you for gracing me with your presence (Pg. 393) Give the girl some time Lynch, she’s scared (Chapter. 67) ~ (chapter 69) Sing it with me guys “Something good is happening, that can only mean we’re about to get our hearts broken! ay!”  THE PAINTINGS- Oh Declan, hun, you *hugs book* it’s okay, I’m sorry, I love you. ~ The dogs, yes Ronan, yess (pg. 428) ~

“Tamquam. It was marked unread.” -Pg. 458 

Ahahah, didn’t need my heart anyways ~ I reached the end and here I am again yelling at the book to give me answers and crying, it’s great to be alive. ~

Wow you’ve made it to the end (or you scrolled and scrolled and here you are, hello). Hope you enjoyed my rant and reread of this book, I’m a mess, I love this book so much. I loved The Raven Cycle as well and I can’t wait for the next book in this trilogy. Have a wonderful day and stay safe guys! *whisper hisses* MAY COME FASTER 

#cdth #ahahha I'm a mess #while reading this book: *vocal keysmash* WUHDUWDH #call down the hawk #how I managed not to swear during this rant-I never knew I had this talent #ronan lynch #declan lynch #hennessy #farooq-lane #matthew lynch #i'm dead #cdth reread

[aliceaddellheidde]

Fatum

A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Lucky in love. March 18 – Occasion.

WORDS: 2134 😅

WARNINGS: Bucky is sad a bit, swearing

PAIRING: Bucky Barnes x reader (eventually) {Soulmates AU}

DISCLAIMERS: Endgame happened, but only Thanos and his peasants died. English isn´t my first language so sorry for mistakes.

Moi, Rai and Parca are genderless & are using they/their pronouns.

This is soulmates au. When you get tattoo, your soulmate gets it as well on same spot. It glows when you touch.

This is multi-chapter story. 10/19

Gif from here

Divider by @rainbowkisses31

Today was THE day. Your birthday. You woke up to beautiful sunny morning. There were flowers and muffins on your desk. You walked up to it and sniffed the bouquet. It was your favourite. But you were suspicious about those muffins. You took one in your hand. It was weird, like rubber. You squeezed it lightly few times and then suddenly it burst and thick colour covered your front. You angry-walked out from your room, wiping your face best as you could, leaving footprints behind you.

„Good morning Y/N.” said Bucky with smile on his face. But when he saw you he looked surprised. „What happened to you?” „Don´t act like you don’t know!” you screamed. „You did it? It´s your work! I got used to to your pranks, but it´s my fucking birthday! You couldn’t stop for one damn day?” „It wasn't supposed to be like that! There was a card next to it. You didn't read it?” „There is no card!” He sighted. „Come with me.” He took your hand and you both walked back to your room. There was pink colour on walls, ceiling, floor and furniture. „See? No card.” You pointed on the desk. He looked behind the muffins and handed you small paper. „Told you.” 'Happy birthday to my fourth best friend. Bucky. P.S.: Those muffins are for party this evening. Don’t touch it yet.' „But I bet you would touch it anyway because you are stubborn as a mule.” he smirked. „We are friends?” you asked. His face fell a bit. „Yes. What did you think we are?” „Acquaintances.” „Oh.” Now he looked sad. „I'm sorry Buck.” He nodded, but didn't look at you. „Go and take a shower. I´ll clean this.” „I´ll help you.” „No. It´s your birthday. I heard Wanda and Natasha want to take you shopping.” „Ok. Thank you.” You left him with heavy heart.

When you walked back to your room it was clean, Bucky gone and smiling girls were sitting on your bed. „Ready to go?” „No. My hair is wet and I have … .” Wanda moved her hand and you found yourself in jeans and Bucky's hoodie with dry hair. She even applied light make-up on you. „Thank you Wan.” „No problem. Now lets go.”

They took you to your preferred shops and restaurant for lunch. Meanwhile your team was decorating whole compound floor in your favourite colour and flowers were everywhere. Bucky was in the kitchen making your favoured cookies even when Tony told him he hired professional culinary team. He only rolled his eyes and once he was done he went to pick up presents for you.

You came back home few hours later. „Are those cookies I smell?” you asked when you walked into private area of compound. „They are. Bucky made them.” said Tony, dressed in suit. Bucky showed up from behind the wall with basket full of them. „Happy birthday doll.” he smiled at you slightly and handed it to you. „Thank you Buck!” You hugged him and he hugged you back. „No problem.” You looked up at him and suddenly everything else stopped. Tony looked at Wanda and Natasha with confused face. They just smirked. „Ok Y/N. Time to prepare you for party.” You woke up from trance when Wanda touched you. „You prepared party for me?” you asked Tony. „Of course. It´s your birthday!” You turned back to Bucky, kissed his cheek and Wanda was dragging you away.

She tried different dress on you until you finally found one you loved. „Blue looks amazing on you.” said Natasha when she was giving you pair of earrings with small diamonds as her present for you. Wanda gave you matching necklace. „Miss Y/N, Sergeant Barnes is outside of your room.” announced F.R.I.D.A.Y.. „Thank you. Let him in.”

He had blue Henley and jeans on and his hair was combed. „What is it Bucky?” He looked like a snack. Nervous snack. „I have one more gift for you.” He moved away from door and young woman walked in. „Stephanie!” you shouted and ran to her. „I thought you couldn’t come because of work.” She laughed. „It was pretended. Bucky's idea.” You looked at him and he blushed. „I … I´ll see you at the party. Bye.” „He has crush on you.” said Stephanie when he was gone. „And she has on him!” Wanda laughed. She and Natasha met Stephanie before. You couldn’t protest. They were right. „Ok, ok, stop it. We have party downstairs. Come!”

You walked out of the elevator and everyone in the room started screaming 'Happy birthday' and clapping. You saw your whole team mixed with people from compound. Thor and Loki were there as well with their mates. Tony came up to you and asked for first dance. It seemed like everybody wanted to dance with you after him and you hardly had time to eat or drink or be with Stephanie. She looked happy dancing with Bucky. They were talking and laughing all the time. You felt pang of jealousy even when you knew Bucky wasn't yours. You rather went for drink.

„Having fun?” said familiar voice when you were sipping from your glass for few minutes in peace. „Yes. You having fun with my friend I see.” You turned to him. „Stephanie? She's awesome.  She was telling me how she met Brian.” „Brian?” „Her soulmate. She didn't tell you?”„No.” „Then it´s good thing she's coming over here. Have fun doll. And don’t drink too much. There is surprise for later.” He took his drink and let Stephanie to sit on the chair. „I feel like idiot.” you told her. „Why?” „I was jealous of you and Bucky.” „Oh my gosh, really?” she laughed. „You look good together.” „I don’t know about it. Either way, I´m not single any more.” „So I heard.” „Sorry. I wanted this day to be about you and not me and Brian.” „It´s fine. But I´m upset you told Bucky before me.” „On my defence, he was asking about you and your dating life and I blurt out I met my soulmate. Then he changed subject. I guess he realized he will have no info from me.” „Thank gods! You know too much about me.” „Don´t worry. Your secrets are safe with me. But I bet he knows you like him” „He´s handsome. That's all.” „Should I start with that Declan incident?” „Don´t you dare!” She was laughing and after one more drink you moved to dancing parquet.

„Ok people! Make three teams and put on these protecting suits.” said Tony. It was your team only now as other left and you quickly put white thingy on and went outside with others. You were in awe as whole huge garden changed into maze. „Take you bags with muffins and lets fight!” „Rules Tony.” said Pepper. „Yeah. No magic, no guns, don’t eat those muffins. Who will get treasure box at the end is a winner. It´s hidden somewhere in the maze. Once you are hit, you are dead. Understood?” Everybody cheered and three teams of eight people ran forward. You had your girl friends, Thor, MJ, Scott and Bucky in your team. You were fighting for about an hour, and got lost three times, when you saw something shiny on your left. „Treasure box.” you said to your team and cautiously moved that way. When Tony was designing this maze he put different traps in there. But even he didn't know where they were because F.R.I.D.A.Y. did final touches. You were only few metres from box when lasers showed up. Nat was quickly on the other side and turned them off, but was hit by two muffins from Clint. You and other members ran across his firing range and Bucky shot him with blue coloured muffin. Rest of his team showed up and you had to took cover. „Wan and Steph with me. We have to get that box. Bucky, you good?” „Yeah. Go doll.” You blushed. „Come on birthday girl. Lets get your treasure.” You ran the remaining three metres and grabbed box from pedestal. Then loud alarm screeched around the area. Walls disappeared and you saw everyone coming to you. You were all dirty from paint, but happy. „Congratulations Y/N!” Each one hugged you and you opened the box. Inside was small golden trophy. „Thank you all for this. And for the party and presents.” You were crying as you were walking back inside for rest.

It was quiet when you walked out of shower. You assumed your friends were sleeping by now. You lay down on bed when you felt something hard under your head. It was book you were looking for everywhere, but it was sold out. There was text on first page: 'To birthday doll. Your Bucky.' Your cheeks hurt from how big was your smile before you fell asleep.

Next morning you woke up to Stephanie poking into your sides. „Wake up, lazy girl.” she laughed. „You have to take me home.” „Ok. Breakfast first.”

You met Sam and Aderyn in the kitchen. „Are you and Brian disgustingly sweet like them?” you asked your friend. „Sometimes even more.” she laughed. „Gross.” „Oh come on. You don’t really mean it otherwise you wouldn't go to tattoo salon today.” „I have to do it. If my soulmate doesn’t want to. I´ve been alone for so long Steph. Everyone around me has somebody.” „I know love. And I´m wishing you all the luck.” „Thank you. Now we have to go.” You said byes to happy couple and took one Tony´s cars. „Sometimes I´m jealous you're working with Stark.” „Why? It´s not easy job.” „I know, but look how many cool people you know and what amazing things you have!” „Oh Steph. Is it a way to tell me you want new car for your birthday?” you teased. „What? No! But maybe you can ask Clint if he's free sometimes? To meet Brian. My man is obsessed with Hawkeye.” „I can try. Now get off a car before your boyfriend will march here.” You stopped in front of her house and Brian was standing outside. „I´ll introduce you.” You both walked to him and he hugged Stephanie immediately. You adverted you eyes as they kissed. „Babe, this is my best and the coolest friend, Y/N.” „Nice to finally meet you.” He shook your hand. „Likewise.” You did small talk and then you had to go on your appointment.

You stepped inside a tattoo salon and girl from reception recognized you right away. „Miss Y/N! 11 A.M., right?” „Yes.” „Follow me.” She took you into small room with table, chair, counter and shelves with equipment. You looked around beautiful pictures on the walls. „Your artist will be right here.” You nodded and sat down. After few minutes door open again and Tatiana walked in. „Hello. Nice to see you again.” she smiled. „Can we begin or you have some more questions? Some doubts?” „I … I was looking at you photos outside and here as well. Those couples look so happy. I´m not always so sure there is really someone for me.” „You are afraid your soulmate will not love you?” „Yeah.” „Honey, don’t worry. It´s called soulmate for a reason! I´m not saying there will not be hard times, there will, but your souls are meant to be together. In good and bad.” „But what if I think I love someone and it turns out he's not my mate?” „When you already feel it like that then there is high chance he's the one for you. If not, then you only have to deal with it.” You looked at your shoes. „I guess.” „You still want to do it?” You looked back at her. „Yes.” „Then hop on the table. Left side of lower belly, navy blue?” „Yes.” You lied down and let her do her job. After that you saw her when she put your template into computer system. „Congratulations, you are first with this tattoo.” Tatiana smiled at you. It was easy system. You could choose almost any colour of colour spectrum, but not shades too close each other. That's why governments around the world made computer program and it tells you which colours are already taken. Once all are used, tattoo template is destroyed. It predicted a lot misunderstandings. Just imagine there would be five more people with same colour tattoo as you. How would you know which is your mate? „I can take a picture of it and you can update it later on soulmates web.” „Please.” After that she told you about aftercare again and you were free to go.

At same time some person got same tattoo as you and it scared the hell of them.

Music 🤣

#hbc lucky in love #the ss horniest book club #bucky barnes #soulmate au bucky barnes

[florenceisfalling]

the thing is, these out-of-touch scrounging rich kids are living here for free, on my home turf! the key to life on earth...

#this one goes with the songs that hit fuckin different #my childhood core 🤩🤪🙈 #my art #self portrait #my fanart #? #my declan screeching #declan mckenna #the key to life on earth #zeros