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[yxstxrdrxxm]

... Working under the Balladeer's orders as one of the members of the Fatui.

You were new, and Scaramouche knew that well. He was even told by one of the harbingers that they were letting you work under his guidance as you were not... Fit to follow the stronger harbingers.

He saw you as a nuisance once. He never really liked you, and he thought that you were simply annoying. Repulsive, even. It was laughable with how many times he'd watch you fall.

However, he couldn't lie and said that when others did it... He found it annoying. Irritating.

You were his property, just like how everyone is his own to use and break. That was no exception, and everyone knew that.

So why the hell do they think they can toy with you?

He had found himself making sure your missions go smoothly, even going so far as to isolate you from everyone else. Hell, he even made sure that those who decide to pair with you knew the extremes that he will take should they fuck around and get you hurt.

If a single hair had been misplaced, hell will break loose.

Scaramouche is a ticking time bomb, and for his poor, sweet, accident and chaos magnet of a darling... He found himself about to explode.

Maybe, just maybe, he was aware of that. And maybe you were, too.

After all, he knew that if anyone had decided to simply hurt you so much as even breathing wrong in your direction, he would have their necks faster than they can beg.

Love is a twisted thing.

And Scaramouche will twist it till it breaks.

@.throw-letter-away | do not republish or repost my works anywhere | 2023

[hayleythesugarbowl]

hey I don’t know if you’re still writing for Thomas barrow but if you are can you write one where the female reader is the one who finds Thomas kissing Jimmy instead of Alfred? And maybe the reader and Thomas are kind of enemies before that? But she covers for him/helps him anyways? Thank you so much I love your Thomas barrow series 💌

Even || Thomas Barrow & female!reader

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summary: when you, a ladies maid who thomas has never got along with in the past, catch thomas making a move on jimmy you’re forced to decide wether or not to help him out

word count: 3.4k

warning: mild cursing, homophobia because it’s jimmy, speaking of which also jimmy slander if you squint

a/n: ok I’m sorry it took me so long to get to this!! I actually had an idea similar to this so thank you so much for requesting this love <3💌🍒💋

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     “Miss (Y/l/n)?”

     You looked up from your stitching to see a man staring down at you.

     Thomas Barrow.

     His eyebrows were raised expectantly and you fought the urge to roll your eyes as he waited for you to acknowledge him.

     “To what do I owe this pleasure?” You prompted.

     “Mrs. Hughes is looking for you. Something about one of Her Ladyship’s evening gowns.”

     You smiled your sweetest smile up at the footman-turned-valet.

     “Well, I appreciate you passing along the message,” you said as you continued to hem the skirt you were working on. 

     Still, Thomas didn’t leave. “You’d best get going, don’t you think? Mrs. Hughes sounded pretty urgent and I wouldn’t want you to get involved in any unfortunate circumstance.”

     “No you wouldn’t,” you muttered under your breath sarcastically as you got up and walked down the hall. 

     You and Thomas didn’t exactly get on, to put it mildly. Honestly you’d be surprised if Mrs. Hughes even needed you and it wasn’t all just a ploy by Thomas to waste your time. It wouldn’t be the first time, you thought sardonically. 

     From the moment you arrived at the Abbey, Thomas had began his life’s mission of forever tormenting you and making your work at Downton just a little bit harder. You had tried to be friendly to him at first, but to no avail for he seemed determined to let you know that you didn’t belong here. 

     Not that he was particularly amiable with any of the downstairs staff, but he seemed to especially have it out for you.

Most likely because you were the only one who challenged. He wasn’t the only one who could come up with sabotaging schemes.

     And he did have so many bloody schemes. 

     Like the time right after you’d been hired when he’d convinced you that even though you weren’t a part of the kitchen staff, you needed to pick up some groceries for Mrs. Patmore. He sent you into town and you’d been lost for hours searching before you’d ran into Anna—bless her heart—who told you that the grocer was on the other side of town and the delivery wasn’t even supposed to be ready for another week.

     You’d gotten him back (with some help from Mrs. O’Brien, who’d been feeling particularly miffed at Thomas that day and was willing to return the favor in any way she could) by shrinking His Lordship’s trousers.

     The furious yet shocked look on his face—like he’d finally found a worthy competitor—still brought a smile to your face on particularly dark days. 

     Needless to say, your relationship had been filled with nothing but stiff quips,  scathing remarks, and the occasional act of sabotage since then. 

     You reached your destination and peered into Mrs. Hughes office.

     “Mr. Barrow said you needed me?” 

     “And Mr. Barrow would be right,” Mrs. Hughes agreed, turning to you and smiling wryly. “I can’t make heads or tails of this gown.”

     You picked up the mess of fabric she had gestured to and set to work mending. The skirt you were working on could wait.

     As you turned the dress over, you couldn’t help but smirk to yourself. Thomas? Truthful for once?

     He must have some ulterior motive.

     You’d be surprised if the skirt was still there when you got back—or if it didn’t have significantly more holes than when you’d left it. 

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     You walked into the servants hall the next morning, tired as hell from working on Her Ladyship’s gown all night. 

     You practically fell into your chair as Daisy came around and poured your tea. You thanked her absentmindedly as you began to nibble on some toast.

     “Don’t you look nice, Miss (Y/l/n),” Thomas smiled at you but it was all but a compliment.

     O’Brien smirked beside him and you narrowed your eyes at both of them. 

     “Nice of you to take notice,” you shot back.

     “Is it a crime, to butter up one’s coworker?” He kept eye contact with you as he stirred his tea slowly.

     “Depends who’s doing the buttering,” you leveled your gaze at his dark eyes.

     “Speaking of butter, can we get any around here?”

     A blond man sauntered into the room, taking a seat at the servants table and looking around at the present company. You felt Thomas shift across from you.

     “I’m serious, just because we’re working class don’t mean we have to eat turnips and bread our whole lives.” 

     “I beg your pardon, I didn’t know the King of England was visiting,” O’Brien mumbled. 

     “Only saying,” Jimmy said. “I’d like to be able to eat what I like, when I like without being an earl or a duke.”

     Jimmy Kent. The newest addition to the well-oiled machine that was Downton Abbey. And how could you forget? What, with all of the maids talking of nothing else since he arrived. You agreed that he was pleasant looking, but he was too much of a flirt for your liking. 

     He leaned back in his chair, as if daring anyone to contradict him.

     “And what would you like to eat, Jimmy?” Thomas glanced over at him.

     “All of England, if it pleases me.”

     “I’ll put in a good word with Mrs. Patmore,” Thomas smiled at Jimmy and you were baffled at how it actually looked genuine.

     In fact, Thomas had seemed to take a liking to Jimmy from the moment he arrived. He was about the only person who Thomas treated like an equal. 

     He must be using him, you thought. Trying to lure him into the trap of friendship before getting him fired or something of the like.

     “You most certainly will not,” Mrs. Patmore answered, walking into the room. “The moment I start taking requests from you lot—”

     “Is a moment that will not happen anytime soon,” Mr. Carson cut in from the head of the table glancing authoritatively at all of the servants finishing their breakfast.

     “Why would Mrs. Patmore take your word anyway,” you looked to Thomas, “When anything you recommend is likely to be made of cement?”

     “Feisty this morning, are we? Bold for the girl who, as I recall, left the Duchess of Frescershire quite unhappy with a dress that very likely felt like cement.” Thomas spat. 

     Your hand made a fist and you yearned to climb across the table and use it, but you checked yourself and only glared at the man across from you.

     Thomas raised an eyebrow at you, standing up and glancing in Jimmy’s direction before turning around and heading down the hall.

     “I think I’ll be going also,” O’Brien left her seat quickly, giving a small smile, her eyes following Thomas’s as she walked to catch up to him.

     Likely plotting, you thought. Well, let them to it. The last thing you needed to be doing right now in your tired state was wasting energy thinking about Thomas Barrow. 

     You finished your tea, exiting the room and preparing for your days work. The girls were already dressed, so you could devote your time to downstairs work for the time being.

     You passed Thomas and O’Brien in the hall, both of which quickly stiffened their posture and looked at you as you walked past, ceasing their very obvious confidence. But not before you heard the words certain, return, and Jimmy.

     You didn’t even want to bother figuring out what they were gossiping about. Nothing good, you knew that. Best to stay out of it while you still could.

     Thomas had nearly gotten you sacked a number of times and it wasn’t going to happen again.

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     Sleep. It was all you could think about as you walked down the hall, having finished your days work and being ever so ready to hit the hay.

     Everyone else had already gone to bed and you were the last to leave the servants hall. You were almost to your room, thinking of how to avoid waking the maid that you shared your room with, when someone called your name.

     “Miss (Y/l/n)?”

     “Mrs. Hughes.” You greeted her. 

     “Do you have minute?”

     “I suppose I do.”

     “I don’t like to ask you to do this, but Lady Mary has asked to have her purple evening gown from last season ready to wear tomorrow. I would ask one of the footmen as it’s through the men’s corridors, but you’re the only servant still awake—” 

     You internally cursed Lady Mary. Out loud you weakly said, “Straight away, Mrs. Hughes.” 

     You supposed it worked out for the best. As it turned out, Thomas had done something with the skirt you’d been mending—which just so happened to be needed by Lady Edith the next day—and it might give you a chance to see if he’d hidden it anywhere where he thought you would never go.

     You didn’t say any of this to Mrs. Hughes though, you just smiled and walked in the opposite direction.

     The male servant’s corridor was dark and you had trouble finding your way around without a lantern. You could make out the outlines of doorways, the doors all shut tight for the nighttime. 

     Now which door was the storage room? 

     You found it fairly quickly considering the circumstance and sorted through until you found the aforementioned dress. 

     Now, to reward yourself, you thought, a little snooping was in order.

     You walked farther down the hall to what you assumed were the bedrooms. 

     Again, the doors were all closed and most likely locked. You cursed under your breath. You were staring to head back before your eye caught on a glint of light spilling into the hallway from the far end of the corridor.

     You headed farther into the hall and you saw it. A door, propped open just enough to see that there was someone standing in it, their form outlined by the moonlight.

     You crept closer, peering through the gap.

     Thomas. His back was to you, but you could see him slowly inching closer to a bed on the far wall. 

     Except, he wasn’t alone. You could barely make out someone already sleeping. The room appeared to only have one bed, not a shared room, you thought.

     Which meant—

     You heard a cry. A rustle of blankets. You dared to open the door just a little bit more. 

     “What in the bloody hell—”

     You looked up in time to see Thomas leaning over Jimmy, a look of pure horror and shock on the latter’s face. Thomas backed up quickly, while Jimmy stood in outrage.

     “Did you just try to—” Jimmy’s surprise quickly turned to anger as he took a step towards the other man. 

     Your mind could hardly work fast enough, watching all of this unfold. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. If this was what you thought it was—

     You weren’t paying attention and you leaned forwards, your foot stepping on a creaky board—curse this old house—and alerting both men. Thomas turned around and his eyes landed on yours.

     “Miss (Y/l/n), this isn’t what it looks like, alright? If you think I invited him, than you’re mistaken.” Jimmy looked flustered and you looked from him to Thomas.

     Thomas opened his mouth, as if to say something. He looked pained and miserable. 

     You almost forgot yourself and felt bad for him. 

     He tried to say something again but instead just looked from you to Jimmy and then rushed out of the room. 

     You couldn’t do anything but follow him. 

     “Mr. Barrow—”

     Abruptly, he stopped and turned around to face you. His posture was straight and he spoke as is if he were discussing the weather. 

     “You got what you wanted, didn’t you, Miss (Y/l/n)?”

     You didn’t respond.

     “I’m sure you’d just love to see me sacked, wouldn’t you?” Thomas bit out.

     “Now—”

     “Go on, tell Mr. Carson. Tell His Lordship. Tell the bloody King. Finally got an excuse to see the end of me. I reckon no one’ll even bat an eye, neither.”

     Even in the dark, could see the pain and loneliness and fear in his expression that he was trying to hide with his harsh words. 

     You’d imagined the moment Thomas Barrow would get thrown out on his ear many a time. You’d always pictured the way you’d smirk as he left Downton for the last time. How you’d shout ‘good riddance’ for all to hear. You’d conjured up a million different circumstances just like this.

     Except never like this. Not with Thomas weak, practically giving up. You couldn’t say it didn’t sound appealing, getting rid of him. You had the advantage. But suddenly, you didn’t want it. 

     “You must think more of me than that, Mr. Barrow.”

     “I don’t know what you mean,” his voice was rough. 

     “I mean, I better get back with this dress ‘fore they send a search party.”

     You started to walk past Thomas, but he stepped in front of you.

     “So, that’s it? No victory speech?” Thomas glared down at you.

     You had the urge to slap the look off his face but you took a deep breath.

     “Victory over what? I didn’t see nothing to make me victorious. And by that, I mean I didn’t see nothing at all.” 

     You winked at him once leaving him standing there to process that as you hurried back in the direction you came. 

     You nearly laughed at the turn of events as you found your way back in the dark. You, covering for Thomas Barrow. 

     Never in your wildest dreams…

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      The next day, Thomas could hardly look at you. Whenever he rounded a corner and found you on the other side, he stopped, looked like he wanted to speak to you, and then hurried on past. 

     You didn’t exactly expect him to bake you a cake or nothing, but you supposed a decent thank you was in order for saving his arse. 

     However, for all he wasn’t looking at you, he was looking at Jimmy. Except this time, instead of the look of friendship (or more, you supposed) it was now a look of apprehension. 

     Most likely afraid Jimmy would take his story himself to Mr. Carson. 

     And you didn’t see any reason why he wouldn’t. From the look of him, you thought as you sat across from him at the servants table, he looked ready to pounce. 

     Before you could stop yourself and advise against it, you walked up to him. “Jimmy, may I have a word?”

     You couldn’t have your one act of kindness ruined by any loose ends. 

     As Jimmy followed you into the boot room you felt O’Brien’s eyes on you and promptly ignored them. 

     You got straight to the point, “I wish to talk about what happened last night.”

     “I bloody don’t,” Jimmy responded, his eyes flashing, “it was awful, that’s what it was.”

     “It was a misunderstanding,” you supplied.

     The footman scoffed, “No, I think I understood perfectly alright.”

     “What I mean to say is, I hope you don’t plan to make this misunderstanding something bigger than it is.”

     “I have to tell the police, that’s what I have to do! I’ve been talking to Miss O’Brien and—”

     “And I hope you see how ill advised that would be,” you finished. 

     He raised an eyebrow at you. 

     “You wouldn’t want to seem like you were mixed up in…something of that nature.”

     “I don’t understand,” Jimmy said. 

     “You wouldn’t want anyone to think you’re in on anything disgusting, would you?”

     Personally, you didn’t find anything particularly disgusting about the whole situation. You figured Thomas could kiss whoever he liked, for all you cared as long as it wasn’t you. But you knew that wasn’t going to work with Jimmy. 

     “Well no but—”

     “Because if you go around spinning your story, someone down the line is bound to think you weren’t all against it, if you know what I’m getting at,” you said.

     A look of horror passed Jimmy’s face. 

     “And besides I don’t think you’re the kind of person who would want to get a man fired, are you?” 

     He paused. “Why do you care if I get Mr. Barrow sacked? You don’t seem to get on with him anyways.”

     “Oh, I don’t care what happens to Mr. Barrow,” you said with a smirk, “I just wouldn’t want this unfortunate incident to cause more of a quagmire for anyone than is necessary.”

     Jimmy nodded, “Well, I wouldn’t want anyone’s reputation ruined for it I suppose.”

     You smiled.

     “And by that, I can’t pretend I don’t mean my own,” he added.

     “Who knows,” you said, “you and Barrow might end up being friends eventually.”

     “Friends?” He sounded incredulous, “I doubt it.”

     “I think there’s more to Thomas than meets the eye,” you said cryptically. “Either way, think about what I said.”

     He looked at you a moment, pondering, before nodding at you and leaving the room quickly. 

     You breathed out a sigh. 

     “Well, that was quite the speech, Miss (Y/l/n).”

     You whirled around, finding Thomas standing in the doorway. How much of your conversation with Jimmy had he heard?

     “And what are you doing here, Mr. Barrow? I can’t say following Jimmy around like a lost puppy is well advised anymore.”

     Thomas clenched his teeth, looking at you. “It is a public place, isn’t it?”

     You were both silent for a moment, as you calculated what to say next. Mr. Barrow beat you to it. 

     “I wanted to say thank you,” it looked like it cause him pain to say the words to you, his sworn nemesis.

     “I would have been sacked if it weren’t for you, though I still can’t quite understand why you did it, and I thank you for it,” he finished. “I’m not sure I deserve it, but I’m grateful.”

     “Well, I can’t say it’s not entirely out of self interest,” you said, straightening, “seeing as I can’t torture you if you’re gone, I saw no reason to be the one to end that.”

     Thomas almost smiled. “That was quite an act of deception you pulled with Jimmy.”

     “Would you believe me if I said I learned from the best?”

     “Now, I’m not sure I deserve your compliments as well as your pity,” Thomas said.

     “Really, there’s no need to think yourself so special. I was speaking of Miss O’Brien.”

     Thomas let out a laugh and you couldn’t help but smile at him. He wasn’t all bad, you could see that. And you couldn’t imagine Downton without him now that you had been faced with the possibility.

     “Well, I hope you don’t expect us to be friendly now,” you warned, to break the silence and whatever the spell that had fallen over you two was that made you act most unlike yourselves. Sharing a companionable silence? Never!

     “I wouldn’t wish being your friend on my worst enemy, let alone take part in it myself.” Thomas brushed invisible lint off of his jacket. 

     You rolled your eyes at him, but it didn’t hold any real conviction.

     “Well, I suppose I ought to get on with my work,” you said, moving past Thomas. “Wouldn’t want to get behind on your account.”

     “You are a queer woman, aren’t you?” Thomas said not unkindly.

     “I could say the same to you.”

     You turned around, your tone more serious than it had just been 

     “And for what it’s worth, I don’t think you’re disgusting, Mr. Barrow.”

     Thomas was silent.

     “Horrid and self-serving and haughty and a pain in my rear end. But not disgusting.”

     “I could say the same to you,” Thomas echoed your earlier statement. 

     You left without another word. 

     You didn’t think that you and Thomas would be companions, exactly. But you left that room with a greater fondness for him that you’d ever felt. You understood him more, if nothing else.

     And you thought you could guess he felt a little of the same way too. 

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     The next morning, as you began your day by checking the work you’d left out the night before, you found a new lump of fabric atop the pile. 

     You picked it up and let the cloth fall through your fingers.

     It was the skirt you were working at from earlier this week. Barely recognizable, however. It was mended, certainly. The holes were fixed and the hem had been replaced. It looked brand new, better than anything you could have done.

     Thomas. 

     It must have been him. You found yourself smiling to yourself.

     “Well then, I suppose we’re even, Mr. Barrow, aren't we?” you mumbled.

     Except for the fact that him taking it in the first place had delayed you getting the skirt to Lady Edith by a day.  

     But you’d get him back somehow, you thought, smiling. 

     You always did.

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed this babes!! check out my thomas barrow series if you want more of him and have a great day 💐🍓🩰

[luckykiwiii101]

It's been a while, thanks for the advice you gave me a few days ago! (the person who asked about feeling a little stagnant)

Nothing interesting happened BUT I did manifest some things!

The first one was my parcel and it didn't arrive for some reason and my other parcel was also having malfunctions and wasn't delivered BUT I didn't accept the 3d easily! Instead, I closed the app and entered the state of knowing that my parcels had already been delivered and nothing bad happened.

Here's the thing, unlike others, I did not dwell in the state every few hours of the day. The only times I did was whenever I remembered about my parcels, then a few minutes later, I would let go by forgetting about it and move on with my day. And that would only happen twice or thrice a day, sometimes, only once a day.

Exams were coming up so I was busy studying, which I'm guessing was one of the reasons for forgetting about my manifestations (so I guess you should go find something that distracts you? Idk really, what do you think GG?)

Then I got a message that the first parcel would be delivered again! The second was already delivered as if it was never canceled in the first place! Lastly, I specifically remember that I paid for it online, and when I asked about the details as I already paid for it online, I was told that it was cash on delivery, not online payment.

Yes, I remembered when I paid for it, and when I checked the past transactions, it was not there! Poof!

I'm sorry if this is a little messy and all over the place but guys, I swear, it's literally that easy! Fulfill yourself and accept that you already have it!

Thanks a lot GG, will definitely drop in whenever I got something to tell!

Success Story 💌

Exactly! All you have to do is fulfil yourself.

Distraction just helps people to not dwell in their doubts. It doesn’t matter how many times you think of your manifestation. You can think of it once and it will not be slowed down. It’s all about naturalness. I don’t think of the fact that I have black hair everyday. I didn’t even think of it once yesterday.

Ifykwim

[yeastinfectionvale]

Milo’s Guide to telling your co-workers (best friends/almost siblings/pack) that you have two lovers

Milo’s palms were sweaty as David stared him down, confusion painting his face. "So you're telling me you're dating not only a Stealth but an Unempowered guy as well?" David asked, pinching his nose.

Asher stifled a laugh trying to ignore Tank who was looking up at the ceiling. Christian leaned forwards and slapped Milo on the back in support, pearly whites on show.  Asher cleared his throat, drawing 5 sets of eyes in his direction. “Milo man, congratulations. I really would love to meet Guy and Sweetheart.'' He said facing Milo before turning to face the others, “I don’t really understand why it's such a shock that Milo ‘The Man-whore’ Greer is dating two people. A Stealth and an Unempowered? Yes, that did shock me. I would have expected two vamps with how much you like getting your dick sucked.”

Milo chuckled, a weight coming off his shoulders. Tank wrapped their arms around Asher’s neck, leaning their head down on the top of his. “You gonna tell us how you met?” they mumbled into Asher’s hair. Milo paused, scratching the back of neck. How was he supposed to talk about illegal shade-hunting and his insubordination in front of his Alpha? Everybody looked at him expectantly and he huffed, deciding to take advantage of David’s good mood to drop the bombshell. “Sweetheart’s an investigator in the department-”  Christian’s eyes widened,  “- and Guy’s a pizza delivery guy, but is pitching his script to a bunch of producers. There was a rogue shade and Sweetheart broke into my apartment to ask if I saw anything strange on a job we worked. I can’t lie, I was thinking with my dick but when a hot person is working a dangerous case, I offer to help.” 

David glared at Milo, a thousand words flashing through his head. Milo shrunk slightly before continuing his story; “We found the shade and hunted it down, but it was pretty strong. I got hit in the stomach, five inch gash and the shade had sweetheart by the neck, ready to take their life-force. Out of nowhere Guy appears, ramming his car into the shade like a knight in grimy red uniform. He bought us enough time for me to shift and Sweetheart to cloak. Guy then threw a boiling hot four cheese pizza on the shade and let’s say it died from its injuries. We ran before the department could book us for being vigilanties. Sweetheart dealt with the initial report and all three of us ended up in Sweetheart’s apartment and ended up making out for the next three days. Once again I was thinking with my dick but when you have two really hot people shirtless in front of you, it’s basically inevitable. We’ve been dating ever since.” 

The room fell silent.

Milo gulped.

Asher blinked.

David laughed.

Hand on chest, he laughed with his belly. The whole room vibrated with his laugh, and for a moment it was as if Gabe had never died. Stress washed off his face and laugh lines reappeared around his mouth. David slung an arm around Milo, “I can’t lie, I always thought Christian would be the first of us in a relationship. But I’m really happy for you. I also am really happy about the $100 I just won.” Milo threw his arms up in the air, watching as money was placed in David’s outstretched hand. David split the pile, handing half of it to Milo before ushering him out.

Milo drove in comfortable silence, rain drumming down on his car. He got out of his car quickly, reading messages in the groupchat as he walked inside the apartment complex.

The Smexies

My Guy 🍕: Working a long shift today, I’ll bring dinner.

My Guy 🍕: and treats for Aggie, can’t forget the little guy.

My Sweetheart💌: Don’t worry about drinks we still have a shitton of mountain dew.

Milo: I SAID I WAS SORRY.

My Sweetheart💌: SORRY IS FOR THREE BOTTLES 

My Sweetheart💌: NOT 12

My Guy 🍕: LOL

Milo: You can’t laugh Guy

Milo: I still remember the coffee incident. 

My Guy 🍕: YOU SHUT UP

Milo turned the key inside the lock and was greeted by Aggro circling his ankles. He took his shoes off and petted his cat with both hands. Sweetheart lay on the sofa, one arm grazing the floor. They turned to look at Milo, who walked over to them and leaned down, kissing them gently on the lips, a hand behind their neck. “Hi.” They whispered against Milo’s lips. He kissed them again before lying down on them, face hidden in the soft skin of their collarbone. Aggro jumped up onto Sweetheart’s stomach as the front door opened again, Guy stumbling in with takeout bags in his hands. He flicked his work hat off his head before collapsing onto Milo and Sweetheart, nose resting against Sweetheart’s cheek. Milo leaned forwards and kissed Guy, brushing the sweaty hair off his forehead as Sweetheart kissed Guy. 

“Long day at work?” Milo asked his lovers, receiving groans in return. He chuckled, closing his eyes as Guy recounted how he had been roped into becoming a mascot for a children’s party.

[bitchinbarzal]

can u please write “Wanna get a coffee with me?” with Elias? thank u! 🤍💌

Wanna get coffee with me?

You stared down at your phone, analyzing the text message.

You considered it, looking at your closet and wondering what shoes you would wear.

Ultimately texting back

Elias we broke up a year ago. This isn’t healthy.

You watched as the text flickered to read and no reply came. You frowned unknowingly. You expected him to text you back.

A little less than half of an hour later your doorbell rang, you opened the door to a delivery driver handing you a brown paper bag.

You thanked him, confused before proceeding to your kitchen to open it.

Inside was a coffee cup, with your order printed on the side. Inside the bag was also a note.

You pulled it out to read

Just because you won’t have coffee with me doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have coffee. it’s almost noon, you always drink coffee now. I still love you — elias :)

[sotwk]

Final Call: Valentine Mini Event by SotWK

Announcing last call for requests! 💌 Open for asks until 2/28/23, 11:59 PM PST. 👍

Welcome to my first-ever mini writing event! (Is that the right thing to call it?) This is a Followers Appreciation Event, and therefore open to Followers only. Anon asks for this will be deleted; non-followers will receive a "please follow me" message. <3

Just like Valentine's, short and sweet, here's how it works:

Select your favorite line from the prompt list below.

Send the line to me in an Ask, along with the male LOTR/Hobbit canon character of your desire.

I will respond to your Ask with a Character x Reader romance drabble featuring that exact line (verbatim)!

One request per ask/message, but send as many asks as you wish!

Deadline to submit asks: February 28th.

A few reminders:

Characters I write best for: Thranduil, Legolas, Elrond, Lindir, Haldir, Thorin, Fili, Boromir, Eomer.

No Silmarillion or RoP characters, please.

Reader will default to female, but if the story doesn't require much gender detail, I can try to keep it gender neutral.

Please be patient and understand that there is no guaranteed delivery time for these fics. I will do my best, but they will be written and completed as time and inspiration allow.

Thank you for your interest!

Here is the first work I have completed and posted in response to this event: "The Task of Living" (Thorin x Reader). As you can tell, I have trouble keeping things brief.

(Bonus gratuitous GIF! 😉)

[nut--rition]

Me 2 You > Pretty Cure Delivery 💌

One of the first fanseries I ever made back on Amino (in 2018 iirc..?) which I was really happy with!

The themes are :

communication

animals

modes of transportation

There are 4 main Cures (Cure Message, Cure Express, Cure Horizon and Cure Blast) and one that joins later on !

✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧

"Precure... Connection !"

✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧

🕊️ "From the bottom of my Heart ! Cure Message !" 💌

She likes to share her emotions with others 🌿

🐻 "From the Lands to nourish a trip ! Cure Express !" 🚂

She loves the outdoors and has a passion for plants 🌻

🐟 "From the abyss to the Surface ! Cure Horizon !" ⛴️

A sporty girl confused over her future career, she likes competition but tends to be a loner 💧

🐉 "From the Earth, join the Heavens ! Cure Blast !" ✈️

The older one of the team, she cares for others despite rumors clouding her true persona ☁️

✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧✦✧

The fifth member of the team is a reformed villain! Her villain name was Cure Block but after learning to share how she feels with others and letting go of her past, she becomes-

🕷️ "From the dark, become Light ! Cure Break !" 📡

They attack by hammering the enemies with giant stamps, all themed around the elements, ways of communicating and things that bring people together 🫂

"Connecting Everyone, the PreCure of Communication !"

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[zzuuha]

𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮! ❦

hello, @zzuuha! you have received a bouquet full of pink roses from your secret valentine, @stil-yr-sand! pink roses symbolize elegance, sweetness, and being fit for royalty.

along with your beautiful flowers, a short message has been sent to you! it reads:

"hey clary! its 💌 ! i just wanted to say i loved getting to know you and had a lot of fun (also sorry for being MIA these past few days i got super busy). i knew i had to pick smth pink to match your theme and the symbolism of pink roses just screamed (scram??) you :]"

happy valentines day, and enjoy your flowers!

(this delivery is from @view-bouquets, a virtual flower delivery service for fans of stray kids. for prettier flowers, click on the photo!)

hello @stil-yr-sand 💕💕 thank u so much, the bouquet is as lovely and sweet as you are 💗 your messages truly made my days better, i hope you’re having a wonderful week 💐✨ hope we can get to know each others a little better 💫

p.s.: idk if u have a bias among skz so here’s a hanji heart for u haha

[byhees]

how was your day, vi??

005 — raine’s jungwon pic delivery service! 💌 🚚 💨

ps: i remember watching this live during my road trip last month and it was actually you, who made me find out that won was live!! ack, i was so thankful for your reminder, and i managed to watch all of it ( though the occasional laggy internet was really painful T - T )

raine <33 my day’s been pretty hectic actually TT had extracurriculars till 5:30pm, and i started my day at 7 in the morning :(( but going on tumblr, and seeing your message, really helps^^ how was your day?

:-0 the timing for that is really coincidental; i remember ditching my half-written paragraph, just to watch that live— oops. well, in retrospect, it was worth it… happy for my post to have served as a reminder keke <3

[yxstxrdrxxm]

... Having a tea party with the prefect of Heartslabyul, but everything has gone awry.

Everything has simply been tossed aside, the sight of the maze being shredded, and even the 'treats' have been coated in blot. The students have all but fallen due to the influence of this man before you, but by some sick, twisted luck, you were left alive.

He said that he liked you: the you, with no magic to your name, who had been dropped in this world with nothing to your name. The you who had been used as a silly errand person for Crowley— that bastard crow, he would murmur— and the you, who can't help but protect those... Rule breakers.

He liked you. Sweet, little, vulnerable you.

But what's this? Why do you shake so much, darling?

He wasn't going to hurt you. Why, that would simply break one of the rules set by the Queen of Hearts! How could he think of such a thing? How prepostorous.

So why are you so scared? Why do you look at him with such fear?

Do you not see him as the ever revered prefect, the one you admire so much? Or do you see him as what his mother does, a child that was mold to be her splitting and heartless image?

He could hardly understand why you're so scared of him, but he didn't like it. He needed to reassure you, to tell you he wouldn't raise his hand to harm you.

But if you keep running away like this, darling...

... Well, he wouldn't oppose having to punish you by having your head cut off.

It is off with your head, so be good, darling.

You wouldn't want to force Riddle's hand to do such a crime, after all.

@.throw-letter-away | do not republish or repost my works anywhere | 2023

[lewishamil10n]

💌 hellow <3

HANNAH. omg. i could write a novel about how lovely you are!! genuinely just one of the kindest people on this site. every time i see you on my dash or get a message from you i smile SO wide and then im just looking through my reaction pics folder for pics with all the hearts in them ajdjsjd BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT. not only do you have the world's sexiest url, you're genuinely just such a kind and sweet presence on this website and i am constantly in a state of wanting to give you hugs. no seriously they should invent a hug delivery system so that i could simply send you a billion hugs any time i felt like it. i love you sm MWAH

send me a 💌

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