#*willace

[mels-kings]

kate's 365 days of ships:

day 75: alice & will mondrich bridgerton

[pant--eater]

fuck it. gonna repost my old bri'ish claymation old man yaoi art from early 2024, cuz the posts from my old blog won't show up in the tags anymore and I still lowkey like how this one turned out (plus it has nostalgic value, because back in March I used it to convert 2 of my IRL friends into Apple Pie with Cheese shippers LMFAOO)

anyways here's wonderwall(ace). Willard meeting the inventor duo from Lancashire for the first time

(the song that Wallace sings is the deleted Anti-Pesto Song from a deleted scene of Curse of the Were-Rabbit)

[chrissophrase]

[mrsreginagold]

Fic: Just Stay Awake With Me All Night

Fandom: Saw VI x Ready or Not (Crossover)

Pairing: William Easton x Grace Le Domas (Willace)

Rating: R

Spoilers: Takes place after the canon events of both films, and also crosses over with Abigail.

Summary: A vampire huntress living with a demon has its benefits.

Author’s note: Figuring out the best way to set up this universe was tricky. Ultimately, my skill set works best when I’m writing simple, domestic scenarios, so think of this as a typical night for the pair. The mention of Terrence and Jessica is a reference to my favorite pairing from Abigail, which I have also written.

Just Stay Awake With Me All Night

                  It was roughly half past three in the morning when Grace Le Domas finally arrived back at her shared apartment. 

                  The vampire huntress was soaked to the skin with blood and viscera – an occurrence that she wished was unusual, but sadly was a common aspect of her newfound career. 

                  All she wished for was a long, hot shower, a microwaved mug of A positive, and to crawl under the covers. The issue was not disturbing her roommate;  a task unenviable to anyone aware of how sensitive demon senses happened to be. 

                  William Easton was a rarity among his kind in that he was compassionate and wished to help others rather than trick poor innocent souls into inescapable contracts. 

                  He also happened to be an impossibly light sleeper. 

                  As gingerly and slowly as possible: Grace deposited her bag of weapons on the carpet, successfully muffling any noise. She then toed off her sneakers in equally careful manner before beginning her trek across the wooden floor. 

                  As they had been in the building for several months now, she knew exactly which spots in the planks were weaker and avoided them by tiptoeing along. 

                  She made it to the closed door of their bedroom and was about to curl her hand around the brass knob, when it swung open instead to reveal a bed-rumpled William on the opposite side. 

                  A litany of curses ran through her head due to her companion’s state of undress. A very attractive, fully clothed demon she could deal with. A shirtless one was another matter entirely.

                  “Fucking hell, Easton, could you at least have the decency to not look so damn alluring before you reprimand me for whatever mistake it is I’ve made?!” she exclaimed, a jolt of arousal traveling straight to her core in spite of her best intentions to be unaffected. 

                  The corners of William’s soft-looking mouth twitched upwards in amusement, and though there was a marked exhaustion in his cobalt blue gaze, it was no less brilliant when it was aimed directly at her. “And what mistake would that be? Going out on your own against an entire pack of werewolves?”

                  Frustration mixed in with the desire that surfaced thanks to how deep and resonant his voice happened to be. Embarrassment followed swiftly however, as she did have a tendency for recklessness. 

                  Grace shuffled from one foot to another before mumbling. “I was able to hand it fine.”

                  William crossed his arms over his bare chest and countered. “How many times must I remind you that we are partners, Grace?”

                  As he launched into a tirade that she had heard repeatedly, her eyes wandered slowly over his partially exposed form. She couldn’t help but wonder how well built he had been before his demonic transformation, as she had also gained a newfound strength and stamina. They both were not without flaws – the livid scar on her left hand served as a reminder of the trial she had been through – but William had arguably fared worse. A strip of healed over flesh crossed the right of his abdomen, and he harbored a nearly identical scar to hers on his left hand. What would be most alarming to those unaware of his history, however, was the branded runes that circled his midsection. They created a pattern that she personally found quite beautiful, but it was also an unfortunate souvenir from his experience with Jigsaw’s games that could never be returned. Le Bail’s agreement had brought William back from the dead, and in order to do so he had to be literally reformed. From what he had told her of it: it was quite the painful process. 

                  Her companion eventually trailed off mid-rant, his brow furrowing when he noticed how intently she was staring. “Is something wrong?”

                  She shook her head and brought her attention back to his handsome face. “No, I’m just really tired and in need of a bath. Seeing as you’re already awake, why don’t you join me?”

                  He quirked a brow and leaned more casually against the doorframe before replying. “You do realize that I won’t go any easier on you about your tendency to act without thinking things over just because we happen to be naked?”

                  “Will, you’ve never gone easy on me, not once.” She brushed past him, deliberately leaving a streak of red across his flesh as she made her way over to the adjoining bathroom. “Just get over here and help me wash the entrails out of my hair, please.”

                  There was a beat of silence before she heard him muttering under his breath about how there had to be at least one kind of supernatural being out there that did not explode into a torrent of gore once it had been dealt with. 

                  Grace sighed contentedly after she stepped under the gentle spray of water. Her aching muscles were grateful for the heat, and she occupied herself with lathering up plenty of body wash onto a loofa before utilizing it to sweep away the remnants of her occupation from her skin. 

                  The door to the shower opened and shut quietly, signaling that William had joined her after filling the washing machine with her blood-laden clothing. 

                  Instinctively, she tipped her head back when his talented hands began to massage shampoo into her hair. 

                  “Aside from the aftermath, I’m assuming that you were careful,” he murmured, gently spinning her around to continue in his task. “You do realize that my scolding you is out of love, right?”

                  She briefly shut her eyes so that the suds wouldn’t sting. “Of course I do. Besides: I called Terrence and Jessica to help out when I saw how large the pack was.”

                  The mention of their vampire allies caused her companion to relax, and his ministrations altered to the tender side. “Good. How is our favorite couple?”

                  “Engaged, actually,” Grace admitted, her hands tracking over the broad expanse of his chest, mindful of her sharp nails even when they caught in the downy hair now plastered to his skin. 

                  “That’s wonderful news,” she was treated to a genuine, stunning grin, his dimples flashing in a manner  that only increased the lust that was already rushing through her system. It never took much since their contract had bound them together in a very intimate way, and she tended to be riled up after a hunt. 

                  “I’m happy for them,” she stepped forward, reveling in the solid heat emanating from his toned form. “But right now, I have other things I wish to…tend to.” Her gaze roamed unabashedly over the sculpted planes of his torso, admiring the way the water gleamed on his skin and deepened the dark sienna tone of his hair. Longer strands that weren’t held in place by the product he used to tame his natural waves framed his angular features: perfecting the sensual image that he made in that moment. 

                  To drive her point home – Grace boldly stroked over the markings that traversed along his navel, well-accustomed in how sensitive they happened to be. 

                  The effect on William was instant. His gaze flashed a deep, intoxicating crimson, and a soft growl emerged when her touch skimmed to the side in order to caress along his scar. 

                  Her message was clearly received, as his next action was to gather her into his arms for a passionate kiss, guiding her under the stream of water so they could rinse off. 

                  She gasped against his mouth when he scooped her up shortly after, locking her legs around his waist as he shut off the faucet and then carted her out to their bedroom. 

                  They crashed back onto the nest of blankets and pillows, limbs tangling naturally, caring little about the fact that their skin was still damp.

                  If anything: it enhanced the experience, a startled moan escaping Grace as William dipped his head, his tongue darting out to lick away the moisture that had gathered in the hollow of her throat. 

                  She gripped at his biceps when he ventured lower, his teeth scraping deliberately along a scar that was located right under her collarbone. 

                  She wound her fingers into his hair, keeping him as close as possible while he lavished attention to the areas he knew were most reactive – her breasts, shoulders, and eventually further down to her stomach. 

                  Her breath hitched, pulse thrumming erratically when he nibbled provocatively at the sensitized skin of her inner thigh. He was accustomed to what her preferences were, and when he finally put that silver tongue of his to the best use possible: the waves of pleasure that followed were intense enough to cause her to arc entirely off the bed. 

                  She reached up to claw at the pillow while he proved just how giving a lover he could be – crying out sharply when bliss consumed her and shredding the soft fabric in the wake of her release. 

                  Tiny feathers swirled around in the air, but Grace’s attention was focused entirely on William while he crawled back up the length of her body, pressing heated kisses to her exposed form along the way. 

                  He embraced her romantically and slipped his hands under her back to cradle her while they settled against each other. 

                  She caressed over his abdomen and then up along his chest, returning the kiss and delighting in their mingled tastes, content for the moment. 

                  He tugged away, resting his forehead against hers before whispering: “Are you hungry?”

                  Her face lit up happily. “Are you offering?”

                  William chuckled, nuzzling their noses together before nodding. “Just give me a minute…or five.”

                  It wasn’t just to proverbially catch his breath. Demonic stamina was similar to her healing abilities in that it merely took a moment to recalibrate. What was more complicated was the control that he needed to exert in order to ensure that his blood – acidic in nature, potent and powerful – wouldn’t harm her. 

                  It was always a risk, but their trust in each other was what allowed the indulgence from time to time. 

                  Grace waited patiently as her mate inhaled deeply, closing his eyes so that he could focus. 

                  The runes on his skin began to change color, eventually turning sage green, which signified that the adjustment had been made.

                  Still, she refrained from making another move until their gazes locked and the permission was granted. 

                  Carefully, the vampire sunk her fangs into her demon’s neck, drinking slowly so she could fully appreciate the taste. William’s blood had an inherent, addictive sweetness to it, but she had to be cautious not to let it overwhelm her. 

                  She reclined back gradually onto the mattress, pulling him with her as she took her fill. 

                  This went on for a few minutes, until she could sense that it was time to disengage and did so delicately. 

                  Her partner twisted to lie on his back, muttering an incantation so that the bite marks that had been left healed over rapidly. 

                  Grace re-situated so they could snuggle together beneath the covers. It was a normal practice to take a short break in the midst of their coupling, so she busied herself with drawing invisible patterns across his torso. 

                  “Out of curiosity,” William slung an arm around her waist, his fingers ghosting along the curve of her hip and prompting a shiver that had nothing to do with the fact that she ran colder than he did. “Did you initiate this to avoid discussing the topic of a potential wedding?”

                  She pursed her lips, aggravated that he was able to read her so damn easily. “You caught that?”

                  “It’s difficult not to since you tense up every time the subject arises,,” he propped himself up on one elbow, eyeing her seriously. “In fact it’s become a pattern.”

                  She sighed heavily. “I don’t mean for it to be.”

                  “Talk to me love,” he curled his fingers around her left hand, bringing it up to his lips so he could press a kiss over her scar. 

                  Her heart flipped at his considerate nature. A gentle ministration to that particular wound meant that he was willing to listen to whatever was truly bothering her.

                  “It’s silly, honestly. I know in my heart that most marriages aren’t going to end in disaster and betrayal and blood. It’s just that my only attempt did, and I don’t want to see it happen to anyone else I care about.”

                  “That’s not silly,” William shook his head, reaching out and threading a hand through her loose, golden-blond waves, which were darker in shade due to still being wet.  “And I understand being wary when it comes to these things. I just hope it doesn’t close your heart off to the idea of maybe trying again one day, when you’ve healed and you’re ready, obviously.”

                  “William Easton, are you insinuating that you might want to tie the knot eventually?” Grace cracked a smile. 

                  “Only if it’s what you want,” he confessed, ducking another kiss to her knuckles before trapping her beneath his lean frame in a deft move.

                  “Get back to me on the matter sometime, for now…” she drew him fully on top of her, coaxing at his mouth with her own. “I think we’ve taken enough of a breather. Let’s keep each other awake for a while longer.”

                  Given the way he embraced her, it was clear he agreed.

The End 

[beneathtreemomo]

Go for it, Will!

For a while now, Will has had a (rather open, if you ask his friends) secret. He finds Ainsley, their villainous boss' oldest charge, attractive-- even if everyone else in the castle thinks him to be scary. After Ainsley comes to him with a proposition, face bright red and shyer than Will had ever seen, he realizes he's downright smitten.

The more they meet, the more sides to Ace he sees, the more Will wants to make it official. But doing so would spell not only Clover's wrath, but Will's ultimate doom. Can he find a way to say how he really feels without Clover finding out? Or will Clover end his life before he even gets the chance?

(Part 2 of 5(?) Of my Go for It! Series)

(Alternate version of the cover beneath the cut)

[inf3ct3dd]

streamer!ellie pt.2

summary: i hated the other one of this that i made, so REMAKE TIEM!!!

warnings: miiinor sexual content, shit talking, gay people 😒

authors note: heheheh ples don’t flop this time..

- during her faceless days, she opened up a po box so ppl could send her things, and she made an amazon wishlist and she unboxed stuff on stream 😍😍

- one day she was unboxing a giant box of cat toys. string, those little feather stick things, even that weird automatic flapping fish thing (that she secretly loves and taped to her back one time)

- she was playing with this one toy that was a little fishing reel, and it had string and a little fish on the bottom. she went on and onnn about how shes a self proclaimed “fishing master” while garf chased it around, letting out little meows and growls of frustration.

- eventually, she lost her grip and let go of the pole. she bent down to pick it up, forgetting that her face would be in view. thus, the chat started blowing up.

ewwwbruh: FACE REVEAL

ewwife: EW WE CAN SEE UR FACE

ewwife: JUST THE SIDE BUT WE CAN SEE YOUU

ewssidechick: her nose looks so rideable…

- she got distracted petting garfield, and didn’t realize anything until she stood up. she was getting tagged over and over again on twitter, blurry pictures of her face (curtesy of the shitty webcam) circulating through her subreddit.

- “guys. im gonna erase this from ur memory…” and she literally held up this goofy ass hypnotizer pendelum and started fake hypnotizing everyone like “that never happenedddd” “you don’t know what i look likeeee” “that was fakeeee” “chat that was not reallll”

- and everyone literally js went along with it and pretended it never happened. like ppl were tweeting about it and everyone was like “huh??? what are u talking about bruh??”

- she did the same thing after falling off her rainbow unicorn scooter 😞

- one time she revealed that the “ew” in her username stood for her initials, and everyone was making the most horrendous guesses. elliam willace being the favorite one.

- “guys, my name is not edward wilson??? i am…not a man”

- shes gotten into so much drama…multiple notes app apologies have been issued via her instagram story.

- people would ask her opinions on other streamers, and she’d literally just be like “…i have no idea who that is.” and people would get so MADDDD but homegirl is literally just blatantly unaware

- or she would know , and would literally be like “they’re honestly super annoying and i would rather kill myself than watch them but whatever floats ur boat ig!”

- she played that “womp womp womp womppp” sound effect on her soundboard afterwards.

- SPEAKING OF. she abuses that soundboard sooo much. its so obnoxious and annoying like I SWEARRR!!! she’ll tell a horrible pun and play the crowd laughing and cheering sound effects while literally no one laughed.

“guys. whats the best way to watch a fly fishing tournament??”

“…live streaming.”

(crowd cheering sound effect)

“nooo thank you thank you, you’re all too kind, really!!”

- meanwhile chat was dead silent.

- every time she gets to choose her own name on a game its some dumb shit like "jizzmaster" or "chris fucker"

- “it appears you have entered innapropriate content.” “OHHH LOOK AT EPISODE LOOK AT THESE CORPORATE BIGWIGS TRYING TO CONTROL THE LITTLE MAN???”

- she just ended up naming him “chris phucker”

- like when she played episode on stream and made up really annoying voices for all the characters and made her character look like an elderly man, and made the love interest look like you 😍😍

- she messes up sm on games when she streams normally, but when you're there? she is LOCKED THE FUCK IN. sitting there so focused the entire time just to show off

- whenever she randomly goes silent she just starts SINGING. it's either nicki minaj or some fucking fnaf song

"IS THIS THE THANKS THAT I GET FOR PUTTING U BITCHES ON???"

- speaking of, her favorite fnaf song is def “stay calm” cuz she loves saying “hey kids. Nice to eat ya.”

- bought one of those "i paused my game to be here" tshirts…ironically. you refuse to let her wear it in public

- beefs w kids on fortnite sm... she has definitely gotten banned for saying she was gonna bomb a kids house or fuck their mom 😞

- every time she plays a game, she'll literally sit there and watch an 8 hour long video about the lore. she'll plop down on the couch and watch it like a movie

"did you know everyone actually thought that fnaf one took place in 1993, but it was actually 1992?"

- she definitely had you sit next to her when she played through fnaf because she was lowk scared the entire time whenever she heard you walking around the house while she was playing she'd hear footsteps in the hallway and be like. WHAT THE FUCKKK

-she'd have you right next to her, laying your head on her shoulder and messing with her free hand. if you fell asleep, she would be sitting there slapping her hand over her mouth whenever she gets jumpscared bc she doesn't want you to wake up 😞

- sometimes, while she streams , she plays one handed games and lets you sit and draw on her arm for fun. even got you a whole set of those skin markers so u could go ABSOLUTELY HAM. she got one drawing you did that said “r + e 4eva” tattooed in ur handwriting…such a sap

- she loves watching fan edits of herself...AND OF YOU. she'll be on her burner account with a whole collection on tiktok of edits of you.

ewwsbiggestfan: shes so bad i want her to hit me w her car...

- speaking of. imagine her using that account to make shitty capcut edits of you like

- shes ur biggest fan ongod

-WHILE WE’RE ON THE TOPIC OF “fans”…what if i made a completely new origin story for streamer!ellie and reader. what if they were both streamers….

- OKAY SO BASICALLY.

- you had started streaming about a year before ellie did. butttt, you two did very different types of streaming.

- you weren’t very into like, SERIOUS video games. sure, you played some stuff, like animal crossing and roblox and the sims, but nothing more than that.

- that wasn’t what you were streaming though.

- ever since you were younger, you had been wayyyy into…literature.

-by literature i mean fanfiction. heaps of it.

- actors, anime characters, BOOK CHARACTERS, you were in DEEP

- sometimes, for fun, you used to read them out loud in stupid voices. when you were alone, or with your friends, it was very entertaining

- that’s when you got the idea to start streaming it. if it could entertain your friends, and you, whos to say it wouldn’t entertain other people.

- well, it definitely did. in your first year, you hit 10k followers. people loved you. theyd make edits of you, send in requests of fics for you to read, everything.

- a while later, ellie started gaining more and more popularity. out of all the incomes of fame, fanfiction was the most. abundant!

- one day, you got a request to read an ellie x reader fic. at the time, you barely had any idea who she was, but you decided to just go with it 🤞🏽

- “who the fuck is elliam willace???”

- the fanfic was definitely very…graphic!

- “your hips rolled onto her thigh, her slender, tattooed hand palming at your waist. ‘you’re doing so good babe, fuck.’-“ “GUYS. ISN’T SHE NOT ON MUTE RIGHT NOW???”

- you couldn’t help but giggle the rest of the fic, feeling a nagging heat in your core. you didn’t even know who the girl was, but if this fic was accurate, someone would have to sedate you.

-“im actually. gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure. GUYS. who is this woman…is she real… if she is. things are about to get WICKED.”

- not very thankful to you at the moment, she was very real. apparently, you and her were streaming at the same time, and your followers raided her stream telling her she was reading about you. her curiosity was obviously piqued, and why would she NOT join the stream?

- creeperewman: im definitely real!

- the text on your screen literally made your stomach fall into your ass. you stood up and legit just walked out of the room, camera still on. was she there the whole time???

- creeperewman: aww 😞 where’d she go she’s so badddd

- you eventually returned after a minute of calming yourself down, and low and behold, she gifted you 100 subs and followed you on instagram.

- she was definitely very real!! and that fanfic was…lore accurate. to say the least 😊

- after you two started dating, the two of you would often show up on eachothers streams. ellie, teaching you how to play cod, and you, reading with her.

- she secretly loves reading the fics people write about her and making fun of them, and every time you stream with her shes “subtly” hinting that you should read about her

sitting there pulling on her collar, looking away like “gee, wonder who you’re gonna pick today” with the worst fake laugh ever.

- “ellie can barely ride a scooter, idk why she’s in the mafia rn…” “you fall off ONE TIME and all of a sudden you cant ride a scooter. bullshit.”

- she makes fun of all the dumb pet names like “babygirl” and “darling” and randomly calls you them and bursts out laughing

- you still read those fics when you’re bored sometimes. and ellie MERCILESSLY makes fun of you for it

“yknow, if you missed me that bad, you should’ve just told me.”

[pant--eater]

wallace x willard art when? 🤔🤔🤔

kicking the rat bastard from Arcane into the sun for a while because GET IN CLAYMATION GANG, WE'RE GOING BACK TO OLD MAN YAOI TOWN (these 2 goobers just keep adopting more children. First 4 woke dogs and now a whole army of robots)

heads up for Vengeance Most Fowl spoilers!!

no but hear me out HEAR ME OUT I have been brainstorming of so many possible ways of how to add Vengeance Most Fowl into my Apple pie with Cheese lore, and AHEM:

Wallace has no visible love interests in this one because he's dating Mr. Tweedy :^) the movie is set during the phase in their relationship when they're sorta not-quite-in-the-beginning-anymore, but not full on married yet either, and are constantly discovering new things about each other. Willard is not present because his apple farm is having a REALLY busy season so he hasn't had time to go visit the West Wallaby Street gang. Which is why Fluffles decided to go to the countryside for a while, to help him and the terrier twins! (and to be Willard's therapy dog <3)

None of them could have anticipated all the crazy shit that would happen in Wigan in the meantime LMFAO but hey, it's what makes being part of Wallace's and Gromit's weird little family so exciting! Though Willard, who has...ahem... PARTICULAR memories about gnomes stealing his stuff in the past, takes a long while to get used to the Norbots and is highly uncomfy at first...honestly, he'd be even scared, as their massive overwhelming amount reminds him of a certain flock of birds. Slowly, he will ease up though, once he learns that the gnomes are only as dangerous as their commands - and surprisingly... it helps him in a therapeutic way to cope more with his chicken farm trauma <3 (he WILL ask Wallace though why he added an evil setting to them LMAO and Wallace answers that he thinks that in case the gnomes gain sentience, they're allowed to choose what sorta people they will become)

ALSO THE FACT THAT BOTH HIM AND GROMIT LOVE GARDENING ANG GROWING VEGGIES/FRUITS???? HELLO???? STEPDAD AND SON BONDING ACTIVITIES RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!

PLUS!! Now that Wallace has learned his lesson about technology, he knows how to program the gnomes to help with Willard's apple farm in ways that won't damage it or take away from the fun creative part of it :)

[chrissophrase]

Needed 6 more characters for a project that I'm doing

[mrsreginagold]

A Fannish Update: April

There isn't too much to report this time out.

As usual, I posted a previously unshared Nikari fic. I've also been working on some new one shots, and created a new lyric-inspired graphic as well.

I finally composed another Willace fic, which means I have two to share eventually. I also just got around to editing one of the three unpublished Dayko pieces I have, so be on the lookout for that soon.

All in all, another quiet month, but I was admittedly grateful for a breather.

We'll see how May goes.

[beneathtreemomo]

(Art is by the amazing @hyolks!!! Go check out their stuff!!! And thank you for holding the raffle it was an honor to be one of the winners <3)

Cavil's scream cuts off with a sickening thud. The barest sounds of a crunch. Slowly, afraid the cliff would decide the fight had been too much and take Ace down with him as well, he crawled foreward just enough to peek over the edge.

A broken body bent in ways it had no right being was slowly being surrounded by deep red blood, moonlight making the anger on Cavil's face stark and gleaming.

Shivers raced down Ace's spine, stomach twisting.

That was... way too close to being him.

He scrambled away from the cliffside, exhaling a sharp breath as it pulled the wrong way at the slash on his leg.

"....Will?" He called in a voice so quiet it cracked, afraid to draw attention from those still fighting but desperate to know if he hadn't been too late.

There was no audible response; Ace's heart lodged itself into his throat. "Will?" He called again, louder, trying and failing not to sound panicked. No. He can't be gone. He can't. Not after he promised to stay again.

But he'd promised he wouldn't die, either.

Ace just barely stopped a whine from escaping, panic squeezing his chest until his ribcage burned.

Something gleamed, burning like a fire in the corner of Ace's eyes. He gasped, diving for the object the second he realized what it was, and clasped his hands around the band tight.

Neverland's Dream. A quick glance around the area showed that no one was watching, too caught up in their own fights to notice the fact Ace's had finished. It also showed that Will had well and truly disappeared, something that made the panic fighting to crush Ace's lungs want to strangle him.

'Breathe,' He told himself, though the voice in his head sounded an awful lot like Will. ' I He told you how this would go.'

Ace clenched his eyes shut as he slowly breathed out, waiting. He was afraid to look at the diadem, afraid to focus on the way the heat in his hands pulsed and weakened, in case he had been too late.

The heat rose, rising higher and righer as Ace's heart clenched; sinuses started to burn as tears pooled behind his eyes--

The heat settled. A warmth thrummed between his fingers, welcoming.

Laughter bubbled in his chest as Ace opened his eyes, though it sounded much like a sob. The ametrine stone was glowing between his fingers, and as he opened his hands to see the diadem in all its glory, the colors of the stone seemed to swirl playfully.

Neverland's Dream was his.

Ace laughed again, unable to stop staring at the beautiful diadem. It was even more gorgeous than he'd imagined, all those years ago, discussing the eventual adventure against Will's solid warmth as a thumb stroked the base of his neck and fingers tangled in his hair. Curling metal leaves, vines wrapping around a firestorm of a gem that mimicked the sunrise on the horizon.

Relief flooded through him so suddenly, Ace felt himself go boneless. He pressed his forehead to the metal, curling in on himself until his hands and head were almost on his knees. "You're back," Ace whispered, uncaring of the aches and pains pulsing through his back-- his entire body, really. He was too damn happy. "You're back...!"

Fingers brushed through his hair, cold and barely able to be felt, but still there. "I'm back," Will said, holding back tears. "I missed you, puppyfoot."

Ace finally let the tears fall, a sob tearing itself from his throat as Will gathered him into his arms, like nothing had changed at all.

Something broken in Ace's chest righted itself.

Finally, he was home.

[giddlygoat]

life is short post willace were-rabbit angst on main

[edenspoem]

your royal jizzness aestra

do you believe in sub!ellie rules dom!ellie drools

OBVIOUSLYYYYY, have you seen that girl?? but usually i kind of see it in a praisey, simpy (I need a different word for this) type of way where she WANTS you to do whatever, or let her do whatever. which.. leans more subtop sometimes?? but it still works. for example, sub!ellie is the type of gal that requires skin–to–skin round the clock, as in like the split second you join her in bed after a bootyfuck–long day, (ellie was most certainly laxing in bed an hour prior scoping you across the room, dramatically waiting: "you comin' to bed now? getting kinda sleepy, babe.") she's thrumming up sweet lies about how oh so heavy her lids weigh— until, you actually slip under the covers, and she's satiating the dew pooling through her panties with nippy kisses at the hinge of your jaw and laughing like an idiot, which, naturally, brings about the end of miss ellie willace williams as we know it! otherwise known as: artistically revealing showy bits of her stomach by means of 'accidentally' nooking the trim of her tee up at the exact moments you gazed at her, not the tv. ends up in some nipple suckage, her fav btw! "pull it, please— fuck, with ur' teeth, uh–huh.." prematurely cums from the sensations and the proximity her clit has with your thigh, every damn time.

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Gnome Willace. She's not the smartest but she's still a thinker

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03/05/24 - suho

Myeon Morning!!!!!

Ofc it’s not happening right nowㅋㅋ

There were quite a few people who got the 점선면 part right!!!

The one(s) I’ve seen🥹

🙏

Of course, genius fans of a talented idol

Sing a line from a new song at the concert?

I’m going to share all of my album’s songs with you

Pure and loving Myeonㅋㅋㅋ

Anywhere that exols are is worth going to, even to the ends of the earth

So how to give the correct guessers an album for it…I’ll talk to the company (cutely)

Next venues will be bigger! I’ll go to Japan and China too!

For Korea too!

First of all, I finished this wellㅋㅋ

But still don’t get the spoilers yetㅋㅋ

🌕 🍽️ =🧀

The moon was meant to look like cheese initially*

Like Willace and Gromitㅋㅋ**

Sehunie and Gromit***

What in the..who said thatㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ케 (cutely)

ㅋㅋToday’s album teaser had an eyeball-like image..

Teasing 점 선 면ㅋㅋ

Eries, it’s really not that hard..I’m not a Sciences major either..

😭

I’m sorry😂😂😂😂

Wow fans from Spain are in here too (cutely)

I’ll go to Europe too😁😁😁😁

You don’t need to know everything tbh

Only one thing you should know

Junmyeon-ie is pretty handsome, sexy, and cute

Ah, and don’t forget about Missing Crown Princeㅜㅋㅋㅋ

The gap with 점선면 is bigㅋㅋ

And my OST is coming out too, crazy (cutely)

New life Jun life Myeon life!!!

Let’s go let’s go let’s go

Let’s get it today too

👊

*common fable that the moon looks like a wheel of cheese **misspelled wallace ***sehun's nickname for a time was willis

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That scene in siege of Macindaw where Horace panics and grabs at will because his friend is covered in blood so he’s probably injured but like,,,Will is actually injured,,,(hope I’m remembering the scene correctly it may have just been a scene in a different book and I went “what if this was will and Horace” but I think I’m remembering the scene right.)