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lovely-peace · 4 months

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Lovely?

Summary: You don't like the marauders. You don't talk and don't even look at them. But as you visit your friend in the hospital wing you encounter a certain boy with brown hair, scars and this lovely eyes.

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Gryffindor!reader

Warnings: Low self esteem, past bullying?, This is no bully! Marauders fic!!

Part 1 Part 3

"Hey, do you want to study for Transfiguration together?"

A normal day. It should have been. But ever since I was asked who I would date, I've been hearing giggles and whispers. And now James is standing in front of Amy and me. Ready to finish something. I don't know what yet, but it's going to hurt.

Because it will be a joke of theirs.

"Why should we?" I go straight on the offensive. Leave fears behind and intimidate them.

Sirius, who was standing behind James, looked to the side to stifle a laugh. That kind of upset me.

"Well, in the last lesson you had... We thought we could help each other."

Oh. My mistake. That they laughed about. Learning. Together. Actually, they just want to smile at my stupidity. SMILE.

"Amy doesn't even have Transfiguration." I hissed, looking the boy in front of me in the eye for the first time. He looked almost uncomfortable.

This boy I rode to Hogwarts with in the same wagon. And who now feels too cool to remember my name. I'm just a joke that you crack a few times and then forget.

"Which is why, unfortunately, I have to say goodbye and go upstairs. Important subjects are waiting for me!" Amy tapped my shoulder and I was about to thank her inwardly until- "That's why I'm leaving this sweetie here with you, okay?"

Peter looked up from his book for the first time. He was sitting on the couch by the fire.

In the common room of Gryffindor, it was not uncommon for people to fight over this space. Peter snatched it early enough so that Remus, who looked very ill that morning, just sat on the chair at the table next to it.

Peter was probably just as disappointed that Amy left as I was, if I interpreted his expression correctly.

"Amy," I whispered to her, "what are you doing?"

She raised her eyebrows, rolled her eyes and sighed briefly. And I understood. She wanted me to give them a chance.

I looked at her with begging eyes and screamed at her in my mind not to leave me here alone.

"So...?" James stood there like a boy waiting for his mother's permission.

And I wasn't going to give it to him.

"Sorry, Jarry, but I was planning on studying for other subjects with Amy today. So if you'll excuse us." What did I just say?

"Oo-," James looked to his friends while Sirius laughed out loud, "-okay?"

I didn't look at Amy and just stomped faree upstairs to our room.

Amy followed me, but not without letting out a sigh of disappointment.

"What was that about?" My voice was a little louder than usual. "I thought we agreed that we didn't like the four of them?"

Amy groaned and threw herself on her bed. "I never said that. I meant that they can be assholes sometimes, that's all."

"But they just were assholes?"

I also sat down on my bed and looked out of the window. The Hufflepuff team was playing quidditch.

"How were they assholes in any way, please? James just asked us if we wanted to study with them in the common room."

I could hear Amy starting to get angry.

"You know what he meant. He only asked because I said something completely stupid in Transfiguration the day before yesterday and everyone had a laugh. And now he wanted to hear more of it."

Amy had gone quiet. Then she snorted loudly. "Jesus Christ."

"What?!" As I turned around, two piercing eyes looked into me.

"Can you please stop painting the devil on the wall for once? You sound worse than Cassandra!"

Now I snorted.

But Amy wasn't finished yet. "You're so afraid of being ridiculed that you're becoming an asshole yourself!"

The sun was setting. And the moon slowly rose.

"Why are you so sure that the four of them are making fun of you?"

I hated that tears were welling up in my eyes. "That's how it always is! Suddenly all these people are nice to you, who didn't even know who you were before, to lure you into safety, but in reality they're blaspheming and laughing at you. It's always like that!"

Amy shook her head.

"No, it's just always like that in your head. There's a chance that these people just want to get to know you better."

Amy took her DADA textbook and turned to the other wall. "To exclude this opportunity from the outset is not only a mistake, but also a missed opportunity to make new friends."

I looked up at the full moon. I felt as if he was out there suffering with me.

You understand me, don't you?

Probably not.

The next morning, Amy was still mad at me. I couldn't blame her. What I said already sounded pathetic.

But so far it had always been the truth.

It was unusually quiet at breakfast. Amy ate almost nothing and hurried to her tray.

We had different subjects at the beginning of the day, but at lunch Amy was nowhere to be seen. There were whispers again and I wanted to scream.

And it was only in charms that I was told she had been taken to the hospital wing.

That was not uncommon for Amy. Amy was very fragile. Amy always put on a very strong front, also to help me. But the truth was that stress really affected her and at one point she almost fell over sick.

Was it because of our argument? I don't know. But I certainly felt guilty.

After class, I hurried to the hospital wing and let myself be led to her bed.

She looked almost peaceful as she slept. I carefully sat down next to her and took her hand. She was sweaty and cool at the same time.

Madam Pomfrey explained to me that Amy had been under a lot of stress lately and had eaten something bad. Then she went to the next bed and talked with the visitors there.

Visitors with... familiar voices?!

"Oh, please, you can't expect us to just leave him here alone?" Was that Sirius?

"Yes, I must. You know he needs his rest now. So shoo." Madam Pomfrey sounded a bit annoyed.

"We can stay here quietly!" That was James. Ironically loud.

"No, Mr. Potter, you cannot. So, gentlemen. Out!"

I saw out of the corner of my eye how Madam Pomfrey shooed several people outside. But who was behind the curtain of the bed? Whom were they visiting?

The curtain didn't cover the whole bed. In fact, it was only drawn on my side. Quietly, I got up and tried to get a quick look at the person. I took a cautious step to the side and—

There layed Remus. A pretty battered Remus, wrapped in bandages.

Suddenly, the curtain was pulled back and I stood there as if caught red-handed.

Remus looked at me in surprise. His look was somehow different than usual and I imagined he took a deep breath before he spoke.

"Hi." ... "Hi."

His body was even worse wrapped up than I had seen from the side. He was sitting upright and his upper body was full of bandages. His face also had scratches but his eyes were still so deep-

I stared at him. For far too long.

I quickly sat down next to Amy, who was still asleep.

Remus cleared his throat. "Is Amy very unwell?"

Somehow I wasn't prepared for a conversation with him. Not with one of the four. Not with Remus.

"According to Madam Pomfrey, it's just stress. She just needs to get some rest and then she should feel better." I was almost whispering, my voice was so quiet. Nothing compared to yesterday.

"That's good. I hope she gets better soon. Has anything bad happened?" I looked up at him. His eyes were so gentle, as if he really cared. "Something that's really stressing her out?"

When he noticed my look, he looked away. To my disappointment. "But actually, it's none of my business-"

"We had a fight." Why did I tell him that? "I worried her again."

I looked at Amy. Her face wasn't quite so pale and her hand, which I was holding, wasn't quite so sweaty.

"Oh." Remus' voice was very quiet. As if he was afraid of saying the wrong thing. As if he was worried to say the wrong thing.

"And why are you lying here? What happened to you?" It was only when I looked at him that I realized the question was a bit rude.

"If you want to tell me," I added.

He just sighed and suddenly looked so far away. "It was an accident."

I waited for him to tell me more. He didn't.

It stayed quiet between us for a long time. I could feel his gaze from the side, but somehow it didn't bother me a bit. I almost felt safe.

Suddenly he asked me: "Why did you argue?"

I looked into his eyes and almost wanted to tell him everything. I looked at Amy and borrowed her words. "I was an asshole."

He tilted his head and smiled cautiously. "Somehow I can't imagine that."

I looked at him. He looked at me.

"Why?"

"Well, you... It's not like you at all."

I continued to look at him. He continued to look at me.

"What do you mean?"

"You're usually so... Lovely."

Lovely? He saying I was lovely?

I had to laugh. He looked away.

"Me? You don't know me then." I giggled softly. "Besides, anyone can be an asshole, no matter how sweet the person still is."

He looked outside. The moon was up. He had that look again. "Yeah, I guess you're right about that."

It was quiet again after that. I heard soft footsteps outside and my anxiety wanted me to leave. So I stood up and was about to say goodbye to Remus as he-

"I want to know."

"What?"

He suddenly looked into my eyes so intensely that I felt dizzy.

"I want to know you properly."

I didn't know what to say and just looked at him as he continued.

"I want to know what goes through your mind when you see me us."

His gaze moved away from me. "I want to know why you hate us so much."

My whole world suddenly spun and I was in the middle of it. What was he saying? What did he mean, why was he even talking to me? What was going on here, why was he even here? And why did he call me lovely? What did he mean?

I wanted to say something. Something about... What actually?

Somehow I couldn't get anything out of me and was stuck in this spiral of trying to say something and figure out what to say. I opened my mouth, as-

"Remus, we're here!" James' voice tried to sound quiet but was unmistakable. Just like the footsteps of the two boys walking towards his bed.

When I saw them, so many things came back to me. Why I didn't talk to Remus.

"Are you feeling better? Remus -" Sirius faltered when he saw me. He looked between me and Remus and then grinned at me.

"Oh hello."

He turned to James now and 'whispered' to him. "Prongs, let's go and give these two some time to themselves-"

Remus cleared his throat and pointed at Amy who was lying next to me. Sirius fell silent.

"I'd better go now." I said in a very quiet voice again. James and Sirius even left me alone, but I heard their voices before I closed the door behind me.

"So, did she talk to you?" "What was going on with her?" "Is there something-"

The door slammed behind me and my head seemed to explode with questions.

#marauders era #marauders #the marauders #harry potter #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin angst

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kaylatoonz · 5 months

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The Rose bakery

Posting this cuz Ihop and Sega beat me to the punch (this is the third time this happened 😭).

Context:

Like Sonic, Amy is forced to leave her home at a young age and is fortunate enough to find a place to call home on Earth. She was taken in by a kind baker named Matilda Rose who runs a small bakery in a small town.

Matilda and Amy move to Green Hills when Matilda has a reason to believe that there are others like Amy in the new town (also money problems)

Matilda wants Amy to grow up in a place where she doesn’t have to hide

Matilda also doesn’t want to give Amy’s hope up, so she keeps it a secret until she can look into town more.

Sonic catches a glimpse of another hedgehog while the new residents are moving into the new bakery/house.

Sonic goes back to his family to tell them what he saw unfortunately they either don’t believe him or dissuade him from investigating the new person

Tails (and Knuckles) don’t believe what Sonic saw to his tech not going off from chaos energy ( ever since their encounter with Knuckles, tails sets up some security tech that’s able to sense any new being that has chaos energy that could be a threat).

While The Wachowski doesn’t want Sonic to intrude on the new people. They also want to wait at least a week to make sure it’s safe for Wachowski bros to interact with the new member(s) of the town (to make sure they aren’t G.U.N).

Sonic decides to investigate Solo despite his family's dismissals and disapproval. Eventually, this leads to him sneaking into the bakery(old habits die hard) to get more info (he didn’t get much from discreetly following Matilda Rose around due to Amy keeping herself well hidden in the bakery).

Due to a misunderstanding, Amy views a shadowy figure sneaking into the bakery as an intruder/robber (though she is right Sonic is intruding), giving Sonic the scare of a lifetime.

Things get cleared up the next morning upon discovering the pink hedgehog. The Wachowski family apologizes for Sonic's behavior and properly introduces themselves to the Rose family.

Amy tries to make up for scaring Sonic last night by baking him some baked goods, unfortunately, she feels that he still may be afraid of her.

Sonic in reality has developed a crush on her and is a bit skittish whenever she is around.

Tails later learn that the reason that his tech didn’t pick up on Amy’s chaos energy was because of the rings that she wears on her wrists that conceal her energy (they were given to her by her previous guardian to prevent others from tracking her as easily).

#amy rose #sonamy #sonic movie 3 #movie amy rose #sonic the hedgehog #procreate #miles tails prower #knuckles the series #knuckles the echidna #tom wachowski #maddie wachowski

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friendship-got-faster · 6 months

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Decided the ponies of the AU need some alternative names better fit for the world of Equestria!

(and so they they can bs properly identified separately from the original sonic cast)

Here's a master list of all the names for everypony:

• Ponies

– Sonic Boom (Sonic)

– Twisty Tails (Tails)

– Ace Rose ("Ace") (Amy)

– Creme brulee ("Creme") (Cream)

– Bulky Catch ("Bulk") (Big)

– Mareroon ("Roon") (Rouge) batpony

– Shadow Sparks (Shadow)

– Silver stardust (Silver)

• Other Creatures

– Buckles ("Bucks") (Knuckles) Zebra

– Tenochtitlan ("Teno") (Tikal) Zebra

– Blazing Aster (Blaze) Kirin

– Mareef (Marine) Hippogriff

– Espionage (Espio) Dragon

– Scorcher (Vector) Dragon

– Hamuli (Charmy) Changeling

• Machines

– Timber Omega (T-123 Omega) (Omega)

– Metal Boom (Metal Sonic)

(this list will be updated if I think of any additional characters I'd like to include )

╰┈➤ Tags––––––––––

Some character are still referred to by there original name, so for tags I'll be using

The original name of that Character (e.g. Amy)

The original, fullname (e.g. Amy Rose)

The AU name (e.g. Ace Rose)

→ Explaining the nameing ––––––––––

• Ace Rose ––––––––––

→ Card pun

• Creme Brulee ––––––––––

→ Creme Brulee is a type of dessert which primarily uses cream!

• Bulky Catch ––––––––––

→ a play on his size but a hint to his love of fishing! (and because he quite the catch himself, we love big in these parts)

• Mareroon ––––––––––

→ since "Rouge" is a color, I decided to pick another color as the alternative name. Maroon not only works for the pun, but is also a color associated with bl*od, which felt appropriate for a bat pony

• Shadow Sparks ––––––––––

→ he's a dark figure, illuminated only by the sparks of his own magic

• Buckles ––––––––––

→ Horses (or Zebras in this case) don't have hands, so they don't have Knuckles, so they can't punch. Horses do however, have hooves, and can kick, this Buckles, Bucks!

• Tenochtitlan ––––––––––

→ Tikal is named after a temple, so I figured her AU name should be named after a temple in Equestria, and I landed on the Tenochtitlan temple, not much is actually known for this temple in universe, so writing will be required.

• Blazing Aster ––––––––––

→ the Kirin have plant/nature related names. Aster is a kind of purple flower so I figured it fit best!

• Mareef ––––––––––

→ "Marine" is in reference to general Ocean life, which is very prominent in Coral Reefs.

• Espionage ––––––––––

→ Dragons usually have short names that list off a specific trait, Espio is short of espionage which refers to spying

• Scorcher ––––––––––

→ A hint at his fire breath (or fire tunes if you'd like)

• Hamuli ––––––––––

→ the changelings tend to have names that reference bug anatomy or topics, "Hamuli" are a structure found on honeybee wings.

• Timber Omega ––––––––––

→ Omega is a term used for wolf rankings in some cases, so perhaps it's used for Timberwolves as well! Omegas design will reflect that aspect as well as what powers him

#names #text answer #text post #mlp fgf #friendship got faster au

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derww · 5 days

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ok ive been thinking abt it for far too long not to make a tearlist. lsers and their attitude to the custom-made weapons & who among them is forging them

disclamer: I don't really know that much about weapons and forging & will appreciate suggestions, but not criticism. after all, these are just headcannons.

– s4 zam receives a blade, court sword, from subz after joining eclipse, s5 zam – from bacon after few months of gucci&pirates union, and its a sable.

– s4 mapicc and ro keep the swords made for them by rekrap and they are like really fancy, cast in appropriate shades and with carved handles

– flame's weapons are made by only_a_squid and smuggled to lifesteal

– hannah brought with her an elegant rapier with a hilt covered with thorny roses

– amy made a godslayer sword in s5. and wemmbu gen prefers to use custom weapons, loving their convenience and fanciness.

– minute usually does not bother, but knightfall and vengeance are custom made and sometimes he gifts swords to his teammates.

– all staboodles are forged by clown. they are pretty similar, translucent glassy but very sharp swords, but differ in colors and smaller shapes.

– 4c, bacon and rekrap forge custom weapons, but they do not use them themselves

– clown has a huge assortment from swords and axes to scythes and maces, both made by him and taken from the bodies of enemies

– s4 subz uses swords and axes forged by him, whose appearance reflects the name

– squiddo's weapon is not a sword, I'm not sure what, but I think its a huge orange rubber hammer

– branzy always carries a sword gifted to him by a clown

– mid recevives a cool custom sword from someone every new season

– i don't think chief actually thinks about it too much, but hoplite is built on custom op weapons so he uses them atleast there

– planet does not like custom weapons like sooo much, their maximum is to carve out something on the already existing normal sword. he can still use the ones that belong to others as a joke, but not for long

– jumper: yes if its her teammate's gift. she wouldnt ask, but she'll smile and laugh and say thanks and use it until the end of the season.

– jepexx: id say no, but he wants to look cool.

– parrot would use custom weapons if he got it from somewhere, but just like any other weapon. bro wins dont care game

– actually i think that poafa also can be making custom weapons as a part of Making Art. but he doesn't care what he uses in battle. perhaps he would like to make something for others, or have beautiful tools just for aesthetics and convenience.

– terrain: is it custom-made? not anymore lol. look, this is an absolutely ordinary sword, you can craft it on any crafting table. how did I do what? i didn't do anything.

– and I have no idea where leo got the apo equip from, but he definitely didn't forge it himself lol

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shadowxamyweek · 15 days

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Hey, so I've returned to the fandom after a very long time (16 years) and something I noticed with ShadAmy works is Shadow referring to Amy as "Rose". I'm curious where this came from cause in canon he just calls her Amy like everyone else. Was there like a particularly influential work that started this trend? I'm super curious.

Aah! Welcome back!

I wish I could pinpoint who or where the idea of Shadow calling Amy, 'Rose' comes from. It's old though. Like, I remember seeing that around in the 00s and early 10s, both on Deviant art and here on Tumblr. Assuming my understanding is correct, that would be right around when you would have last been in the fandom.

If anyone DOES know, please enlighten us.

While I cannot think of a particular work or moment that might have caused the popularity of this to take off, I do think I can say with a fair amount of confidence that Shadow calling Amy 'Rose' is a thing served in neat juxtaposition to Sonic calling Amy 'Ames'. How or why any individual person sees that happening is unique.

Like, for me, in my own work, I like to give Amy a bit more agency over the whole thing. Furthermore, I wanted to take into account the fact she use to be called Rosie / Rosie the Rascal, and so I headcanon that Amy's name is actually Rose Amélie. She just, for various reasons, chose to go by an English-ified version of her middle name (I want to say anglacanised but I - I don't think that's correct.)

I don't believe for me there was any specific moment that made me like it. It was just one of those things where it read beautifully, but I wanted to elaborate on an actual reason Shadow, and only Shadow, would call Amy 'Rose', and how she herself would feel about it. Like, what does that mean for the both of them? What does that mean for who they are as people, how they value each other, and how they value themselves as a team and couple.

Why? What reasons does everyone else have for Shadow calling Amy 'Rose'?

#shadamy #shadow the hedgehog #amy rose #shadowxamy #anon #ask #I"m SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY #I've been trying to vet and verify all of the fundraisers that have come in and things are getting buried #sonic #sega #sth

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muldermuse · 8 months

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Happy Valentine's (Gator Tillman X F!Reader)

Glenda plans a Valentine's evening for her and Gator. He has other plans.

Warnings: this is written from Glenda's POV at first so is more angsty than usual. as aforementioned, reader and gator are t e r r i b l e people. infidelity as always. i used the upsetting gift narrative from love actually (im so sorry). nsfw!!! mdni!!! no explicit smut written but heavily suggested at. unhappy ending- sorry my loves.

this is the song from the end 🫶

as always, part of the two sinners world ❤️

The table had been ready since 2pm, and finishing touches had been added all day but the table just began to look more cluttered with pink. Glenda had added homemade cupcakes and macaroons as well as a variety of photos of her and Gator. The usually drab and beige-colored dining room had been transformed into something from an awful teenage rom-com. Pink heart balloons floated up to the ceiling with hundreds of rose petals covering the stained wooden floor. Roy had gone out of town so Glenda had taken the full day to make the ranch a romantic paradise to celebrate the 14th February. This was the couple’s third Valentine’s Day and Glenda was sure that Gator was going to propose tonight, well, Roy had hinted as much.

Glenda had dressed herself in her white newest cardigan with a muted pink dress underneath. She wore the perfume that Gator seemed to acknowledge more and spent more time than usual pushing her blonde hair from her face. She’d bought Gator a new wallet, his name precisely sewn in by luxurious thread and a bottle of his favourite whiskey with a crystal tumbler with his name engraved. Gator had no idea about the gifts but Glenda had a rough idea of what Gator had bought her. To Glenda, Gator was great at many things but discretion was not one of them. Maybe Gator wanted Glenda to know? She couldn’t look inside, it wouldn’t be very Christian of her but she could at least admire the bag. It was a boutique just outside of town, they sold bespoke jewellery as well as some lingerie but Glenda and her girlfriends always averted their eyes at that. Since seeing the bag, Glenda had spent nearly every day looking in the store, trying to figure out what her complex boyfriend might have got her. Maybe a necklace? Maybe some undergarments? Maybe her engagement ring had been in this very store?

She couldn’t wait for him to get home.

Glenda had no idea that you’d been texting Gator all day and he was planning on spending the full night with you.

***

The helium from the balloons seeped out without Glenda noticing. The non alcoholic sparkling wine, which was chilled, was now lukewarm. The Etta James record had stopped spinning, she’d restarted it after it played out every time but for the last two hours, she just listened to noise of the cattle outside. Gator’s phone was going straight to answer phone, he’d text her a few hours ago that he would be home soon. It was now just after 9. He finished work at 5. Where was he?

The sky above was black and looked starless.

There was nothing shining down on her tonight.

Every light outside was the brightest she’d ever seen. Did Gator’s patrol car have bright lights? How had she never noticed this? She’d called reception at the station and Amy had the same tone of voice as she usually did when Glenda routinely made this call.

“Has he not come home again?”

“I swear Glenda, he left right on time- no reports of any collisions so it should’ve been a smooth run”

“You need to have a chat with him Glenda, this isn’t fair- talk to his daddy. He’ll beat it outta him”

Glenda wasn’t sure if she had suspicions about Gator or not. She honestly wouldn’t allow herself to even consider it, he would never do anything. What would he even be doing? He could’ve been at the bar with an old school buddy or maybe he’s back at the shooting range. His job was so stressful, he needed chance to unwind and how could she deprive him of that?

***

Gator came round to you as soon as he finished work, you heard the tyres squeal as he braked with force from the speed of his patrol car racing down your suburban street. You’d been teasing him all day, sending lingerie pics from as early as 10 this morning.

[sent at 10:32] You: ok, so i think my boobs look amazing in this

[sent at 10:32] You: image attached

[sent at 10:33] You: but my ass looks unreal in this- right???

[sent at 10:33] You: image attached

[recieved at 10:35] Gator🐍💩: got a lonnnnnng fuckin day ahead- don’t do this

[sent at 11:04] You: ur my valentine right???? i bought this just for u :(

[sent at 11:05] You: image attached

[recieved at 11:56] Gator🐍💩: make sure the doors unlocked at 5. cya then. b good.

He tried to hide the smirk from his face as he text Glenda he’d be home late.

You’d chosen your new lingerie set for him, it was baby pink and had dark hearts sewn in. Your hair was half up half down and slightly curled with a pink bow firmly secured with pins. You looked amazing, you had to admit that it was some of your best work. You’d poured a big glass of whiskey for Gator and left it on the cabinet next to your bedroom door. He’d love that little touch.

The pink tapered candles fluttered and the miscellaneous sexy playlist hummed through the speakers. As soon as you heard Gator slam your front door, you’d arched your back so the first thing he saw when he entered would be your ‘please fuck me’ eyes and the second would be your ass positioned high in the air. You smirked in anticipation.

“Fuckin’ hell baby- tha’s a sight for sore eyes” Gator swallowed half the whiskey in one gulp. He hissed as the liquid slid down his parched throat.

“You like your present?” remaining in your arched position, you shook your ass at him and smiled hearing him groan in response

He slammed the glass down; now empty after one final sip. He sneered at you as his eyes followed yours, he loved you like this, so pretty and complaint. He gripped your hair in his fist and pulled you up to his face; you could smell the heat of the whiskey on his tongue.

“Y’wanna know what I want for my present baby?” his grip tightened in your perfectly pruned hair, and your eyes rounded in response, prompting an answer.

“I want you to be a good girl f’me, all night long” his other hand clasped around your chin, tilting your lips up to his. The caliber of kiss was synonymous with Gator: it was rough, passionate, and filled with a desperate desire for control. His tongue slid against yours and you could now taste the spice of the whiskey on his tongue, along with the artificial taste of whatever disgusting vape he’d been sucking all day. Spit trailed between your lips as you pulled away.

“M’gonna be good, Sir- all night, I promise”

He mumbled a final "good girl" against your lips, kissed you quick, and pushed you back against your cream coloured linen. His ravenous eyes never left yours as he pulled his belt out of its loops, “s’gonna be a long night for you, baby”

***

You must have dozed off on his chest, you awoke to the feeling of his heart pumping and the sound of him taking a drag on some god awful vape. God, he irritated you so much. Your throat felt sore, presumably a mix of Gator’s strong hand wrapped around it and how much of the evening you’d spent crying out his name in pleasure. He smelt of sex- the whole room did. The bedsheets long forgotten as they kept getting in the way of the two of you trying to fuck each other as hard as you could. The playlist had moved onto something more romantic and you were too exhausted to feel uncomfortable. It was Norah Jones- Come away with me.

‘While I’m safe there in your arms’

Gator was too content to leave, he was vaping to try to stop himself from falling asleep in the cozy comfort of your room. He’d cum across your face and your tits, he could feel it drying against his side as you fell into a brief sleep. He knew you were awake now, your breathing had become slightly more laboured. Gator knew you were building up the courage to ask him to leave. You never liked it when it got like this. It was so easy when he was fucking you, when he had your ponytail wrapped around his hand and was using it as leverage to fuck you with everything he had- that was what you enjoyed the most. But, this is what he enjoyed the most.

He had to tell you about what he’d bought you.

‘So all I ask is for you’

The bag alone was beautiful, it was from the boutique outside of town. You’d never even considered going inside, it always looked too expensive and you didn’t like to be surrounded by pretty, delicate things.

Too scared of them shattering.

Too scared of breaking something beyond repair.

‘To come away with me in the night’

It was a necklace. And god, it was gorgeous. It was a simple silver pendant with small diamonds embedded and the heart in the middle was solid silver. Even in the dim light of your bedroom; its beauty radiated. You’d had gifts from guys before but nothing ever, ever like this. You swallowed the lump in your throat. This wasn’t right.

Fuck, this was a mistake.

Gator’s voice broke the crippling silence.

“As soon as I saw it, it reminded me of you” he placed a soft kiss against your temple “s’beautiful like you”. His voice was gentle and tender.

It was too much.

You had to shatter it.

‘Come away with me’

“Give this to Glenda- I, uh, I don’t want it” you felt too vulnerable; you couldn’t look at him. “M’not your girlfriend Gator, give it to her”.

You placed the necklace in the palm of his hand with care, already feeling immense guilt and regret but you couldn’t go back.

Gator got dressed whilst you sat in your en-suite bathroom, pretending not to care about him. You did, of course. You cared too much. After Gator drove away, you re-entered the bedroom, the music had stopped and the candles had burned out into unlit nubs. You didn’t bother to remake your bed, you just crawled into the warm spot Gator had left and tried not to lament.

***

Glenda loved the necklace that much that the thoughts of the abandoned Valentine’s Day dinner dissipated from her mind. Gator was the kind man she always knew he was and this beautiful gift had confirmed it.

Gator climbed into bed and immediately turned away from Glenda. He couldn’t look at her. The necklace wasn’t for her.

She was wearing your necklace.

You should have been wearing his heart.

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themindlessramblingsofamadwoman · 4 months

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Okay this new season of doctor who is so referential it’s DRIVING ME INSANE WHAT DOES IT MEAN??

First there’s the superficial similarities of ruby to rose Tyler there both 19 blonde and beautiful coming from working class backgrounds with single parents. In their first proper adventures with the doctor there’s parallel scenes of them both looking out into space while the doctor leans on a door frame, the doctor programming his their phones to be able to call any time period, him asking ruby to tell her mum not to slap him, refusing to take ruby back to when her mum left her at the church seems like a parallel to the episode were rose stops her dad dying. There’s loads of other small references too

Then you have Sarah Jane and the Sarah Jane adventures. The references to the pantheon which the trickster Sarah Jane’s most iconic villain is a part of, ruby singing the tricksters tune, the doctor referencing the tragic passing of Sarah Jane (Liz Sladen) , also in the Tardis tales mini series the only new who ( doctor who, torch wolf and Sarah Jane adventures) companion to make an appearance was Clyde and he didn’t mention Maria a character heavily linked with the trickster. Speaking of Clyde everyone running away and hating ruby after talking to that weird lady in the latest episode hugely reminds me of the Clyde Langer episode where when anyone hears his name they hate him. Plus a load more references

Then you have Amy pond in the new episode with ruby aging loads just like that one episode with Amy (that I can’t remember the name of) also the doctors outfit in the latest episode is super reminiscent of it

The snow and weird connections and coincidences with ruby remind me of the impossible girl and bad wolf storylines, there’s also loads of theories about ruby being connected to river song

The doctor also keeps talking about pst companions Susan in the beetles episode, Sarah Jane after he regenerates, Amy (fish fingers and custard) in the war episode

#doctor who #new who #tenth doctor #fifteenth doctor #dw #dw spoilers #doctor who theory #ruby sunday #ncuti gatwa #ncuti!doctor #millie gibson #rose tyler #amy pond #river song #sarah jane smith #sarah jane adventures #clyde langer #torchwood

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flygutzz · 4 months

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MOAR SONIC FANKIDS

Me n @nortsauce 's characters!

nort: Davy & Chime Mine (Fly): Wivie & Blink

more about them under the cut!

Name: Wisteria-Vineyard "Wivie/Wivy/YV/Wist/Vinny" Rose Age: 15-16 Pronouns: he/him Basic Description Wivie is an empathetic and upbeat hedgehog created by the master emeralds as a counter weight to a great evil that was spawned in the world. he was found by knuckles and adopted by Amy. Hes obsessed with legends and becoming a hero. unfortunately he kinda sucks at everything and has a lot of work ahead of him. He has a high emotional intelligence and wishes to help people any way he can. After discovering his special abilities he trains under sonic to become control his powers and protect his world and the ones he loves

Extra

at first he looked nothing like a mobian when he was first found but as he grew he seemed to to take a more hedgehog like appearance

Mama’s boy!! Always suspicious abt any of Amy’s girlfriends

Loves skirts and dresses.

can read tarot cards thanks to his mom aswell as palm readings

can skate/hoverboard

Name: Davy “Jokes” Leavian Age: 15-16 Pronouns: she/her Basic Description An aggressive and headstrong girl. She's tough and a skilled fighter and is always ready to show off her talents. She doesn’t talk about her past due to her not trusting who’s in the Codfather’s mafia gang that she is in deep trouble with. She’s obviously connected with the forbidden parts of the deep sea in mobius but never questioned why. She lives on her own, and has trouble keeping friends, but wants to prove herself. Can be blunt but means well.

Extra

Leviathan child

Glows when powered up

can shoot her back “petals” to poison or grab things

Name: Chime (Chee-Mei OR just Chime either works) Age: 15 Pronouns: she/her Basic Description Chime is an excitable girl of few words who is an apprentice of Espio. She’s not always silent but prefers to be as quiet as possible, hard to do when she’s got 100 pound weights on her hair and a bell she never takes off. She’s loyal and loves making friends, but she also is very skilled and deft with any sharp object. She’s precise and cunning, but her lack of any sort of magical or enhanced physical abilities make her a little insecure. She’s said to be a part of a group protecting… something.

Extra

Very Fast and Agile

Skilled in “cutting” weapons (knives, swords, any bladed thing)

Very quiet

likes tea parties

due to her being very quiet and skilled many people feel threatened by her but she's a sweetie

She’s also forced to wear the bell bcs she kept sneaking up and scaring people

Name: Blink the Hedgehog Age: young??? Pronouns: Gender fluid, changes any chance they get Basic Description: Blink an eccentric kid who wants to become as strong as they possible can be. They love to run around and mess with people with pranks, especially at Team Dark. Blink has some violent tendencies because of how they were raised by mercenaries and a war machine, so Shadow tries to keep them away from a lot of people. They have a close but complicated relationship with shadow and a distant relationship with sonic, with either of them barely even knowing that each other existed for the first few years of Blinks life.

Extra

slower than sonic but higher endurance

calls his parents "pops" or by their names interchangeably (great relationship guys 👍)

has a clock on their right glove and a compass on their left glove: this helps blink control and reorient themself after "blinking*" through time and space

Abilities

Blink*: can bring them in and out of existence as a form of "teleportation"

Speed break: bursts of speed that allow them reach point A to point B in less than a second (tracer from OW)

No-Clip (lol) : can phase through objects (generally used during speed breaks)

Time Control (Only With a Chaos Emerald)

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