#thank you nonny 💕

[bekkachaos]

16 for Buddie? :)

16. laughing while kissing

"You know, I don't know why I bother recommending movies for us to watch together," Buck said as he climbed into bed beside Eddie. "You have fallen asleep before the end of every movie we've ever watched."

"Not true," Eddie said with a yawn. "Name any movie, I'll tell you the ending."

"You just pretend you weren't asleep and get me to rehash what you missed," he grinned.

"Not true."

Buck pulled the covers over himself and raised an eyebrow as he slid an arm around Eddie's waist.

"How about we let Christopher weigh in," Buck said, propping himself up on his elbow as his other arm gently stroked Eddie from his wrist to his elbow.

"You can't use him against me," Eddie grinned, scooting in closer so he could hook his leg around Buck's and lean in to kiss him. "You know he always sides with you."

"Because I'm always right," Buck said, laughing as Eddie's lips attempted to silence him. "Hey don't..."

Eddie kissed him again as Buck squirmed.

"I know... what you're doing," he said between Eddie's kisses, letting Eddie pull him in closer.

"M'not doing anything," he mumbled, letting Buck taste the words as his mouth stretched into a smile.

"Liar," Buck said, pressing his finger in the spot just under Eddie's ribs that made him wriggle.

"Hey," Eddie said, pushing back and raising his voice a little as he flinched away from the touch.

"Well admit it then," Buck said, pinching gently at that spot until he heard Eddie's laugh.

"Buck," he grinned, reaching to grab his wrist and stop him.

Buck kept trying to make him laugh, and Eddie pulled him down over him, keeping his wrist tight in his grip as Buck's lips found his jaw and then his neck. Buck's fingers found that sensitive spot again and Eddie was pushing back against him with a loud laugh in protest.

This was the part of a relationship Eddie had always enjoyed the most, the casual touches, being able to laugh with someone. He couldn't remember laughing so much, it had been a long time, and being with Buck, that was just a long time coming.

"Dad!"

They both paused at the sound of Christopher's voice coming through the walls, Eddie's chest pinning Buck down and Buck's arm wrapped around his waist trying to get to that ticklish spot that Eddie really wished he had never shared. Not that he can hide anything from Buck.

"Yeah buddy?" Eddie called back.

"You're being loud!"

Buck started laughing, chest vibrating against Eddie's as he dropped his head down against Buck's.

"Sorry kid," he said. "God, the walls aren't that thin are they?"

"Hope not," Buck grinned, pulling his hand out if Eddie's grip and pressing his finger to Eddie's lips.

"Guess you better keep it down then," he said, making Eddie start to protest.

Buck's mouth was quick to cover his, swallowing down the words before they could spill over.

And they were laughing again, mumbling between each other to keep quiet, but that only made it worse.

Send me a ship and a soft prompt and I'll write you a snippet x

#buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 #thank you nonny 💕 #ask game

[punk-in-docs]

hi, would you write for Joe’s character, Ralph, from Timewasters?

Oh Nonny. You really do be plucking at my heartstrings here- this sweet little angel absolutely deserves more love-

Are you digging right into one of my favourite eras ever to write about? Why hell yes. Wild Gatsby-esque style parties and live live live to excess. The fun, the frivolity. Where the Jazz is hot and the Gin is cold.

Oh my goodness, just imagine stumbling across this sweet suited boy at some insane party at a friends gothic country manor one night.

The place is overrun with coiffed dandies and loose floozies and you just want to dance in your pretty new dress to Jack Teagarden’s records on the Gramophone.

The champagne pops sparkling gold and fizzes, pours way too freely, people are dancing on the settees. Wearing masquerade masks and dripping in pearls and fringe. Pillows have been ripped. White feathers rain like it’s a storm. The Crystal chandelier hangs precariously swinging down, broken. Smashed glasses and broken antique crystal shards.

There’s no thought to the fresh faced consequences of tomorrow. Live for now. Don’t be a square.

Sad drawn brows and dark deep red lips sit on so many girls. It’s so fashionable now. Making them all look smoky divine Clara Bow. It’s mad. It’s glorious. You’ve never felt more alive.

There’s drugs too, playing in the snow, they call it. A little mirrored tray and a straw. You stay enlivened with your glass of gin and you twirl in your heels and your silver dress. Your hair is cat black and bobbed short, sleek. You think it’s just masculine enough to be beautiful.

Your mother’s heirloom pearls rattle on your wrists. You’re fresh out of the racy clubs and hoighty bars of London and you could use the distraction. You’re young you’ll dance and bop long into the night. Racing its completion to dawn til you drop.

Then there’s this awful cute boy in a snappy silky suit, in the corner toasting your health with a coupe glass of champagne. Eyes like sad brown puddles of chocolate. That’s intriguing.

“Are you here with someone?” He gets the courage to ask. Voice wobbling. He looks at you like one of those priceless exhibits at the British museum. Cleopatra. Nefertiti. Goddess.

You sip from your glass. The champagne is old and flat but you like the taste. You tap ash off the end of your black cigarette. Big dark diamonds glitter off your fingers. You look far too bad for him.

You are dark clouding opium.

Oh well.

You smile. Lips are plum waxy and dark with lipstick.

Your smile is brilliant. Wizard, he thinks.

“No. I came to dance, sugar. Care to indulge me?” You lean forward. Full of gumption and gin. Heavy smoke black lids look mournful yet you’re such a zinging zest of liveliness.

You talk like Louise Brooks off the silver screen. Punch your words out brightly, and you mean them. Forwards. Cut direct. Is there any other way to be?

Feather boa black you’ve got draped around you, tickling at your poky bare shoulders. Your perfume is rose noir. Dark musk and velvet lapping orchids. Black petals bloom towards him like something delicious and burnt. He’s beckoned to follow where they lead.

He’s smitten.

(Sweet anon, let me noodle this around in my clown brain for a bit and let it brew. I guarantee you something wicked and very jazzy this way will come-)

#i would die for this man #punkwrites #thank you 💕💕💕 #this is for you nonny #hell yes nonny #ralph timewasters #timewasters #ralph x reader #ralph x you #ralph time wasters x you #ralph #joseph quinn #1920's #1920's fashion #we’re sad but living for this one

[therentyoupay]

can.... can Elsa have Jack's hoodie now that it no longer fits him ... 🥺

i—

i was not emotionally prepared for this ask

#omg i was not prepared-----I SHALL NEITHER CONFIRM NOR DENY BUT EITHER WAY THE IMAGE IS SO SAD #however my current plan IS SADDER AND THAT IS ALL I SHALL SAY and now everything is sad #therentyoupay ask #therentyoupay anon #thank you precious nonny for sadness i love you 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💕

[aheathen-conceivably]

I've been reading through your story again recently and I don't think there has been one shot in the 1910s so far that hasn't left me in awe, especially the Harrington manor, which brings me to the point of this ask: did you build the lot of is it up on the gallery? Hope you don't mind me asking 💜 .

Thanks in advance, can't wait for the 1930s 😅

Nonny...the fact that you are actually rereading it is one of the greatest compliments I have ever received, truly. And your kindness came right when I needed it so please have all my thanks in return 🫂

I did not build Harrington Manor! That stunner is by the creator Benurgle and can be found on their gallery page under the name Greenhill Manor.

A small caveat: almost all of the interiors that you see in the story were completely redone. I do this with every build you see in the legacy, both for historical accuracy and my own style. But of course, if there is a specific object in the Manor you are looking for you are welcome to send me another WCIF.

#PS I too cannot wait for the 1930s #we’re chugging along the train is almost there babes #and thank you again Nonny dearest 💕 #WCIF

[foibles-fables]

just re-read 'reel against your bodies borders' and I think aloy should get to think about licking talanahs abs. as a treat.

hehehehehhh….don’t you worry, nonny. After that day in the Jewel, she certainly does. Often, and intensely, until her wrist cramps hard enough that she can’t draw her bow right for a day or so.

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#having a really normal one today fellas! #leaving this one tagless for everyone’s wellbeing #SO glad you enjoy that fic nonny it’s close to my heart thank you 😭😭😭💕💕💕

[seijorhi]

Hi again, rhi! T’is I, the close-enough-mikey-ask-to-tailspin :-))) i have to admit that you got me at the edge of my seat when u suddenly posted sumn abt getting out of ur wips,,,like i really had a hunch that it was my ask and believe it or not, i really wanted to send u an ask to confirm it but i had to restrain myself bc i don’t want to look annoying or assuming or sumn haahhaha

But OMG i didn’t expect that this fic will feature not just one, but three tr characters!?!?!?? It’s really fascinating how you chose chifuyu as the one having a moral dilemma in dealing with restraining his feelings for the reader. Well imo, it’s very genius of you to have chifuyu portray the role seeing how his canon character in tr has a kinda similar drive to save the ppl he cherishes just the way takemichi does to everyone + he’s got that “good boy” kinda vibe (even though he’s a delinquent) like those really cute coffee/flower/petshop owners who’s all smiles once you enter their store (and you’ll later on know that they’re actually not who you think they are)???

Going back to the story, did chifuyu, in his time leap to “save” reader, instantly kidnap reader and explained his agenda to baji and kazutora, or was it a long process of gaining reader’s trust while the other two oblivious of chifuyu’s newfound ability, and their yandere tendencies towards reader just slowly manifesting the more they got to know them?

Thank you for gracing us with another lovely fic, rhi! Have a great day/night/noon <333

Lmao I made that post and then two hours later I was like… wait, did that come across too mean?? I was only joking 😭😭😭 shdhdjdkdllflf but yes, thank you for both asks my love!

The thing I love about Chifuyu is when you put him against characters like Baji and Tora, Mikey even, he comes across as a much milder option – the voice of reason, the friend you turn to. But there’s that scene where he talks about stripping people naked and beating the hell out of them because they were disrespecting Baji and like… that boy has issues <33

And that’s sort of reflected in the fic, I think? At first he paints himself as more of an enabler than anything else, letting horrible things happen to you because that’s what Baji and Tora want/need, and then it slowly comes out that he’s just as fucked up as they are, and wants you equally as bad.

As for what happens when he jumps back, Chifuyu’s terrified of losing her, so while he sets up on his little stalking mission, he also sets about making sure they have somewhere safe and comfortable to keep her, and figuring out how he’s going to take her and when. There’s no slow easing her into this, there’s really not much point.

That’s for the reader’s side of things. With kazutora and baji, it’s more… he doesn’t just come out and announce it, but he also doesn’t make much of an effort to conceal what he’s doing from them. It’s a waiting game – how long will it take before they notice he’s acting weird, and follow him one night to her place? How long before morbid curiosity wins out? By the time he’s ready to bring you home, they’re more than happy to help :))

Besides, he has the benefit of hindsight on his hands. He knows they’re gonna love her, and they won’t lift a finger to stop him from keeping her locked away and safe.

#rhi answers #THANK YOU NONNIE 💕 #fic asks #tailspin

[ficsforeren]

HIIIIII KANA i know its a bit random but i just wanted to tell you that your work is literally my favorite ! i love every single thing you write , i always come back to it! 🫶🏻And congratulations on your pregnancy , take care💜

n-nonnie...

THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAAAAA

#that means a lot darling thank you 😭 😭 😭 #i'm really glad you liked my writing #I haven't found the energy to finish my himbo eren series but I have been writing for my yuuta x reader x megumi fic hehe #i'm not sure if you're into jjk but if you are i hope one day you'll read my jjk fics too 💕 #if i could finish them that is LMAO #i'll be trying my best! #take care nonnie I LOVE YOU #kana answers stuff #kana gets some love!

[bekkachaos]

For the writing prompt - #5 for Malex please ☺️☺️

5. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Deep Sky didn't get many new recruits, but when they did, they were obviously brilliant in one way or another.

The newest team member, a twenty-something classical physicist named Ash, had been labelled somewhat of a prodigy and after a rocky initiation, fit right in.

Not only was he somewhat of a human calculator but he had a quick witted nature about him that everyone seemed to love.

He and Alex got along very well. They bounced ideas off one another and were usually on a very similar wavelength when it came to their thoughts, so when the two of them came together on a project they usually got a lot further than others had in half the time.

Alex sat on the couch at home, the dregs of a glass of wine sat on the coffee table as Michael walked over with a glass of whiskey and the last of the bottle to top up Alex's glass. He had been regaling a story from earlier in the day about some piece of technology they had been tinkering on together, his mouth drawn up in a smile as he explained the way he watched Ash work and how Eduardo had started to joke that they were sounding like an old married couple.

"Honestly, I was never that smart at his age," Alex said as Michael put down the empty bottle and slotted in beside him so that he could put his arm around his shoulders. "I think it should probably be illegal. He just gets this crazed look on his face when he's onto something, although today that led to him nearly electrocuting himself."

He chuckled as he looked back at Michael who just nodded, smiling with just his lips and eyebrows before he took a drink from his own glass.

"Sounds like fun," he said dryly, making Alex narrow his eyes at him curiously.

"Okay, what's with the mood?" he said, making Michael shrug in that infuriating way he did when he was about to make Alex guess what was going on in his brain.

"No mood," he said.

"There's a mood, or, you know, thoughts happening in there," he smirked, making Michael roll his eyes.

"No thoughts," he shrugged again, and Alex chuckled and rolled his eyes. "I mean I've just been sitting here listening to you talk about spending all day with some guy, but no, no real thoughts."

"I've been talking about the project, Guerin," Alex shook his head. "Ash is helping me with that so he's probably going to come up. What have you got against him? You didn't mind him when you came in to drop me some food last week."

"Never said I had anything against him," he said, smirking back at Alex and nudging his shoulder with his chest. "Have you? Had anything against him?"

He was teasing, in tone, but Alex knew Michael well, enough to know the way he was tensing his body up, deflecting with jokes and an arrogant curl of his mouth. It was the same posturing he did when he became defensive, protective, and one other thing.

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Michael squirmed a little, scoffing with a roll of his eyes.

"Of that scrawny kid?" he said, snorting derisively and making Alex bite his lip to stop from laughing.

"You're the same build as he is."

"You noticed that huh?"

"Michael," he said with an exasperated sigh, putting his fingers to the bridge of his nose. "If you find him attractive well that's on you, don't bring me into it."

"So you don't then?" Michael asked, that antagonistic smirk still glued to his mouth.

"Honestly? I haven't noticed," he said, shaking his head slightly. "I don't notice those things anymore. If you asked then yeah, objectively I could say he's an attractive guy. But I'm not attracted to him."

Michael let out a sigh through his nose, his lips faltering a moment as he gave away the facade, putting his glass down on the table and letting his hand rest on Alex's knee.

"So you don't need to be jealous, of him, or anyone else," he said, reaching out to press his palm to Michael's chest, sliding it up and over the crook between his shoulder and neck.

And then the smirk was back, a shrug of his shoulders as he slid his hand further up Alex's thigh, over his hip and slipping his fingers under the fabric of his shirt.

"Don't worry, I'm not," he said, leaning in until he could place a soft kiss under Alex's jaw, his head tilting up willingly to give him the space to crowd him closer. "I mean, can that guy do this?"

He mumbled the words into his skin, chasing them down with his tongue, then his lips, his hand rising higher under Alex's shirt until he was slowly pulling back so that Alex could raise his arms and be stripped out of it.

Michael's arrogant smirk was replaced by parted lips and hungry eyes, making Alex roll his eyes as he let Michael shift him so that he had one leg on the couch and the other on the floor, a perfect fit between them for Michael to settle.

"Nah, he just gets the science and that little wrinkle you get when you think too hard," he grinned, making Alex chuckle and drop his head back a moment.

"You're an idiot," Alex said as Michael leant in over him.

"You're in love with an idiot," he smiled, leaving a soft kiss against Alex's lips. "What does that say about you?"

send me a pairing and a prompt from this list ���

#malex #malex fic #alex manes #michael guerin #roswell new mexico #prompt games #thank you nonny 💕 #bekka writes

[aurorawritestoescape]

Hi there! Just wanted to ask, what's YOUR favorite fic(s) you've written?

Hey💖 it’s a tough question cos they all are my babies and I love them all equally😁 ok nah, I’d say Bad Blood pt 1 is my fave! I just LOVEEEE writing scumbags. I think it’s my calling😅

#thank you nonnie #ask💕

[saibowtie]

*puts a bowl of soup in your inbox* 🍲 I hope life is good for you ✨

Hi nonnie! Let me tell you, this message made me get up and make myself some tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, so life is actually really really good thanks to you 🥰💖

#sweet nonnies in my inbox #thank you for this lovely message out of the blue 💕

[princemick]

hii i just wanted to say that your gifs are soo lovely. the coloring style is so pretty and unique and recognizable, when i see them on my dash i feel like i instantly go ‘oh that’s a transgp/princemick’ gif!!

I just wanna say that every time I get an ask like this I want to wail like yall do understand this is one of the biggest compliments you can give? you see my work and it's stylistic enough in an art form that is extremely limiting to be recognized?? brb im sobbing.

#kyle.answers #thank you nonnie #💕💌

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hi Nalyra! I love Laden and I think that when its last chapter will be out I will feel the same sadness that I felt after s1 ended! I'm looking forward to reading whatever you will write, but Laden has a special place in my heart! Thank you for your work

*hugs* Thank you so much, I‘m so happy you liked it!! 💕💕 And gosh, that is so sweet of you to say?! 😭

It’s weird for me as well, it has become such a big fic and such a big part of the hiatus - I‘ll definitely miss the rhythm of it… I hope you‘ll like the prompts to come, and here’s to hoping the wait for season 2 isn’t too long now 🤗💕💕

#anonymous #asks #ask nalyra #my fics #thank you nonny you don’t know how much 💕💕💕

[xoxoemynn]

hello i hope you have a pleasant evening and a good sleep at your next available sleeping time! i enjoy your presence!

Awww thank you, lovely! This is so kind of you to say. I am currently trying to at least attempt to sleep (in my childhood bed) but my sweet little 11 pound dog is somehow managing to hog the entire bed so I can’t get under the covers or any of the pillows. Here she is for reference and as a thank you for being so sweet and thoughtful.

#lovely people being lovely #thank you sincerely nonny this is really sweet and thoughtful #for all I can rant there are some truly lovely people on here #and I am grateful for your kindness #I hope you have a wonderful day and pleasant sleep whenever you get there 💕💕 #Daphne #(also not sure this video will work tumblr is being weird) #(so if you see this and it doesn’t work no you didn’t and I’ll replace it w a photo in 2 minutes)

[the-ghost-king]

Hello, How was your day?

Well the rest of my week has been terrible so today has been pretty good, even though it's actually just average lol.

#thank you nonnie? hope your day is going well 💕 #asks #anon