#For Wade Happy Anniversary

[brainzzzeater]

Happy anniversary to @ask-spiderpool !!!!

To celebrate this milestone I thought it would be cute to draw a special little moment between Peter and Wade. The theme was Highschool if we wanted to participate and I can never stop thinking about the boys and how their proms ended up. Thankfully life is all about seconded chances!

[anamericangirl]

Happy one two year anniversary of the overturning of Roe v Wade! 🥳🥳🎊🎉🍾👏

[intothedysphoria]

No way Hargrove. No goddamn way.

That was Steve’s mental response when he saw where Billy had taken them. He would have been fine with anywhere, literally anywhere at all other than the vast span of beach that spread out before them.

Billy had recently gotten very into fitness again. It wasn’t really anything that surprised Steve, his boyfriend cared deeply about his image and feeling like he looked his best made the heavy thoughts significantly lighter. Usually it was just the usual weightlifting and daily runs but this time he’d decided to go back to his roots.

Swimming.

Wild water swimming. Like, in the ocean swimming. Something Steve would rather dance across burning coals than do.

He stared at the lime green swimming trunks with some suspicion, poking them with a distrusting toe. Billy of course was already naked, wrestling into the smallest, reddest speedo known to man.

Steve suddenly was hit by a dizzying wave of deja vu as he remembered watching Billy sitting atop a lifeguards chair in shorts the exact same colour. Clearly, some things never changed.

He was dragged by the hand of a very excited blonde torpedo and then he was standing in the water, covered just above his feet. Just standing there. Adjusting.

It wasn’t that Steve particularly disliked swimming, in fact he was very good at it. The problem was that ever since what had happened with Barb in the pool, Steve had a severe mistrust of large bodies of water. He could deal with maybe a bathtub of the stuff but anything larger and he started to sweat.

A mistrust that he may have forgot to inform Billy about and was now trying to tackle head on.

The ocean was clear and calm and blue. Really, ideal conditions for a quick dip.

It was not the Harringtons pool in 1983. There was no demodogs or demogorgon or mindflayer somehow nestled underneath. He was fine. Billy was fine.

They were both fine.

Steve went in a little deeper and started to swim out.

Billy was of course pretty much almost done by the time Steve had gotten over his internal screaming match with himself but still grinned widely on seeing him, eyes crinkling.

They spent another five minutes in the water before Billy decided he was starving, smacked a kiss onto Steve’s lips and started wading out the water with the speed Steve imagined a cheetah pouncing would have.

He looked back briefly at Steve, holding out a hand.

“You ok Harrington?”

“Yeah I’m good.”

Steve could tell him another day. Today he’d just take this victory.

For @dragonflylady77 for her two year anniversary of being in the fandom and being the person who’s consistently kept me feeling safe and happy while I was at my lowest

[blueberrymocha]

hi! can i request à main 4 x reader stargazing date? Like they know the reader loves anything space related and they suprise them by going to a secluded grass hill to look at the full moon/bright stars and it’s like rlly romantic 🤗🤗

main 4 stargazing ✩₊˚.⋆☾₊✧

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ׂ╰┈➤ fluff

➣ characters: gon, killua, kurapika, leorio

➣ word count: x

➣ a/n: thank you for the request :) sorry that it took forever! i’ll find the word count later loll.

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gon

⋆ would adore the idea of going out into nature and watching the sky with you

⋆ so it’s not even a one time thing

⋆ but since you’re interested in space, he’d make this date extra special

⋆ starts the day off by taking you to a gift shop

⋆ there, he buys you two matching space themed necklaces

(and you might see it tucked under his shirt every now and then; he wears it a lot)

⋆ later that day, he’d take you to a remote hill

⋆ the two of you might roam the area while you wait for sunset

⋆ whether it’s wading through a stream or picking daisies, nature keeps you occupied for quite a while

⋆ but as soon as it’s dark enough, he helps you up a tree, where the stars seem closer than ever

⋆ points to constellations and asks you which ones they are, and if you know the story behind them

⋆ as you get deeper into topics, he can’t help but listen, being enthused by your enthusiasm

⋆ even though his knowledge of space is very limited (he wouldn’t be able to name the planets at gunpoint 💀)

killua

⋆ he usually tries not to do anything conspicuously caring for you

⋆ cause, y’know, he has to be nonchalant

⋆ but beneath his tsundere tendencies, he’s a very observant and considerate lover

⋆ so if it were a special occasion, like an anniversary, he doesn’t mind planning a little surprise

⋆ unfortunately for you, this gremlin would go stargazing in the coldest of weathers

⋆ it could be november, and he’ll just tell you to grab a blanket and huddle in

⋆ so there you are; cuddled against him next to a bonfire, a chill breeze tickling your face every so often

⋆ at first, you’d mostly just talk while admiring the sky

⋆ though as your conversations started to dull, he’d count the stars aloud

⋆ each one a soft murmur, as he tries to make this a relaxing night

⋆ and by his luck, if you do fall asleep

⋆ he’ll carry you all the way home, a rare and genuine smile spreading across his features

kurapika

⋆ he’s very busy, so it’s not uncommon for you feel like he doesn’t care or pay attention

⋆ but believe me when i say he definitely does

⋆ he’ll make a mental note every time you ramble on about space

⋆ and the minute he has free time, he’ll be telling you how he wants to take you somewhere

⋆ ignoring how odd it is for him of all people to plan some sort of ‘surprise’ at night,

⋆ the two of you would get in the car and head out of the city to a more rural part of town

⋆ at that point, you’re probably half convinced he’s going to murder you, instead you’re met with a happy surprise of cozy blankets and snacks next to a telescope

“surprise, darling.”

⋆ as he leads you out of the car and onto the blanket, you look up at the sky, noticing the bright, full moon

⋆ and that smile he’s been hoping to see washed over your features

⋆ hands interlocked with his, you sit there for a while in awe

⋆ and soon, you’d start to babble about space again

⋆ he’s always found your knowledge impressive, and he did his research so the two of you could have a proper discussion

⋆ you spend the night chatting, enjoying eachother’s presence.

⋆ if he already knew something, he’ll nod along and ask about it anyway, tracing shapes over your hand as you “educate” him

⋆ if not, whether it’s star signs, exoplanets, theories, or whatever, he’s glad to learn more from you.

leorio

⋆ admittedly, he doesn’t find it super interesting himself

⋆ but he’s determined to make stargazing enjoyable for the both of you

⋆ so expect a beer to be waiting on the blanket next to some binoculars

⋆ and they might not be the best quality, but it’s the thought that counts

⋆ brings a lil record player with some jazz on it

⋆ then invites you for a dance under the bright moonlight

⋆ as soon as you’re done, you both just collapse on the grass

⋆ so whatever semi-serious conversation you were having about the stars is replaced with teasing banter and giggles

⋆ he thinks it’s a win-win that you get to look at your pretty sky, and he gets to still have fun

⋆ though if you really want to, he doesn’t mind listening while you talk about space

⋆ and who knows, maybe he’ll come out of it with a newfound interest?

[over--heaven]

happy anniversary !!!

as of today, it has officially been one year since we got married (37 years in the jojo canon timeline)!! dio has been there for me through my darkest and happiest moments this year, and god knows i've had a very, very rough time. i've changed universities, cities, met new people, passed tests, failed tests, waded through depression, and i'm happy that he was there with me through it all.

dio... people either love you or hate you at first glance, but i'm glad to be someone who loves you. here's to the rest of eternity together!

thank you so much to @wisp-herr for drawing us, you're a pleasure to comm from!

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[cowgurrrl]

This Time Around

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader

Author’s note: I wasn’t gonna write anything for Joel’s birthday and then I took a shower and got all writery about it

Summary: “I’ll cry about this earth in heaven too.” — Marina Tsvetaeva, from Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; “A Hero of Labor” aka a different September 26th [1.2k]

Warnings: grief (what’s new), talks of Outbreak Day, June being way too deep for tumblr dot gov

When your brain is done wading through the skeletons and sparks of rage from your past, Joel's breathing is the first thing you hear. You can tell he's awake. His breaths are just a little too close together for it to result from his circadian rhythm. You stretch to bring real feeling back into your body, replacing the weight of a gun in your hands with Joel's soft skin. When you blink your eyes open, the sun is barely peeking in through the curtains and reflecting off his graying strands. He looks beautiful. You smile and kiss his jaw, your hand resting on his cheek to keep him from scrambling away.

"Hi." He says, his voice fatigued, and rests a hand on your thigh.

"Hey," you say. "D'you get any sleep?"

"No." He swallows thickly, and you nod. He dreads his birthday every year. Seeing the date on the calendar makes him relive his final day with Sarah. He turns the events over and over again in his head like he's looking for an alternate outcome where he, Sarah, and Tommy make it out safely and together. Like if he stares at the anniversary hard enough, he can will it to change. In the few years since you've come to Jackson, he's been open to doing some things to celebrate his birthday, mostly to appease Ellie, but he always picks up a shift to keep his mind off it. However, Ed took over his patrol shift this year without asking him. When Joel interrogated him about it, he said, "Ain't no sense in leavin' your family if you don't have to."

Ed doesn't know the exact details of what you and Joel endured that night, but he can guess. It's probably similar to what he went through with his wife before she died. The rumor is that he was at work, and she was already gone by the time he made it home. Infected broke in the house, and there was nothing she could do to protect herself. It's why he's always taking shifts so others can go be with their families or friends. It's a thoughtful gesture, but the suddenly empty day made Joel anxious and quiet, something Charlie immediately noticed. You told her Daddy's birthday makes him sad sometimes, but can't find the words to explain what happened that night. Twenty years later and there's still no coherent way to talk about everything you lost in the blink of an eye.

It's still early. Charlie is still asleep. Ellie's offer to take care of her for the day still stands. You don't bombard him with questions about what he wants to do or what you should do today. There's no right way to mourn the way of life the world collectively lost and celebrate your husband simultaneously. You play with the messy curls at the nape of his neck and take a deep breath.

"We don't have to do anything. We can just… lay here. Pretend the world's not there. Whatever you want," you mumble. "I just want you to know I'm really happy you were born today." He doesn't say anything, but his jaw flexes, and you catch the tears sparkling in his eyes.

When Charlie wakes up, he puts on a brave face and offers to make her pancakes, pretending like today is just another day. Ellie, Dina, and JJ come over around lunchtime, and Ellie hides the tiny framed picture she drew of Joel holding JJ, yellow sunbeams lighting their faces like cherubs. It's rare that she uses color in her drawings. Then again, it's rare that Joel lets anyone acknowledge his birthday. It's special.

Tommy, Maria, and Camille come over, too, and the kids play in the backyard while the adults sit on the back porch with lemonade and a little bit of celebratory whiskey Tommy brought. You listen to the brothers exchange stories about growing up in Texas and their parents, something they never talk about, and laugh a little too hard at a story of a seventeen-year-old Joel getting caught climbing out of some cheerleader's window by her dad. At one point, Camille and Charlie climb the porch with a toddling JJ not far behind and a bouquet of wildflowers clutched in each tiny fist. Joel takes a shaky breath as he accepts the little beautiful things from the beautiful little girls. You can almost hear his thoughts running wild with accusations of not deserving the flowers, the girls, his family, and his life, and you put a hand on his arm to silence them.

"Thank you, honey." He manages to get out before pressing a kiss to each of their heads. Just like that, the kids are off again to run around and play silly made-up games together. There's a heavy moment of silence on the porch where no one knows exactly what to say. You raise your eyebrows at Joel, wordlessly offering him an out, and he shakes his head.

"Joel?" Dina finally speaks up, and he turns to look at her. "What was it like? Y'know… before?" She asks. Ellie turns her head to mumble something dismissive, but Joel stops her. To pretend like today isn't full of sadness and anger and regret is to strip it of its full meaning. Joel takes a breath as you squeeze his arm. The kids are giggling together in the grass, and the air is cool. You can smell the earth and the last batch of wildflowers pushing through the soil before it gets cold. There's not a cloud in the sky, the endless blue stretching out over the mountains and hills of Jackson. He smiles as the kids fall down after playing an aggressively fast game of Ring Around the Posie and finally looks back at Dina.

"Was a lot like this," he says. "Scary and dangerous and sad but… happy," you smile as he nods like he's just realizing this himself. "Even with all the shit, we were so goddamn happy."

"Sounds nice," Dina says.

"It was," he turns to look at you. "It is."

That night, after everyone has gone home or fallen asleep on your couch (Ellie and Charlie), Joel walks outside and stands under the stars. You don't follow him, but you watch him through the kitchen window. His head is tipped back, and he's searching the night sky for something. You remember looking up at the same sky twenty years ago with blood pouring out of your arm and Jane sleeping on your chest and wondering if life would ever be okay again. You didn't know your future husband was hundreds of miles away, wondering the same thing. You didn't know your second daughter would lose her mother under the same night sky six short years later. You'll never know how the earth keeps spinning despite the grief weighing it down or how the night sky looks the same no matter who was killed or born under it.

What you do know is that when Joel comes in with cold hands and tear-stained cheeks, you'll be there to hold him. You'll cry and grieve together in the kitchen you rebuilt for your family. You'll hold his hand the whole way up the stairs, tell him you love him, and fall asleep once his breathing evens out. You know you'll dance this dance and sing this song for as long as it takes for September 26th to feel a little bit less painful. It may take the rest of your life to achieve, but there are far worse things to fall victim to.

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[ftvs-cm45]

Happy Anniversary, Ember x Wade!

1 year from today, Disney Pixar's Elemental was released in theaters!

[ghostwise]

Happy BG3 One Year Releasiversary!

Annoy and delight your followers by posting 10 screenshots you haven't posted before. Tag your friends and tag me!

Thank you @omgkalyppso and I will tag LITERALLY EVERYONE it's the first year anniversary baby! let's see all your cute tavs/durges as well as fun moments!

You're but one step form oblivion's stupor yourself - still wading through your empty skull to think a single thought. - early game Aya in hot mess mode <3

Cave Bear disapproves. - Halsin was in bear form when this cutscene started, and he was so big he blocked the entire camera... then he's sassy about it too. Well, who asked, Cave Bear? Who asked?

'A spell to divide one into many... Gosh, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.' - Astarion gosh moment...

'You adore piles of bodies, Master! They've always been your favorite! 🥺' - he has a point

There is a light in every living thing. It's crawling t'wards the surface to survive. And in its wake it tramples everything. We'll kill the rest so that the one may thrive. - oh this poem is DEF Aya vibes

"🥺" - baby gworl

You see - or is it sense? - the presence of a woman, the woman who hovered over Gale's palm. - she's just pretty here <3

*peeks around corner in scooby-doo-esque fashion*

*stares in 5'0*

anyways, here's Wonderwall

[sleepingdeath-light]

poly relationship hcs ; ember & wade

requested by ; anonymous (23/09/23)

fandom(s) ; elemental

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; ember lumen, wade ripple

outline ; “OMG YES ELEMENTAL! do you have any hcs for poly ember x reader x wade?”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

first things first: this relationship is going to be built on a shockingly strong foundation of fun, mutual support and adoration, and trust — with the three of you acting as each other’s biggest cheerleaders and always showing up to support each other in everything you do

wade is, of course, very emotional but he’s also the biggest supporter of you and ember — cheering you on with everything he’s got and making sure that you both have the means to pursue every hobby and whim and dream because he just loves seeing you both be happy and succeed

every table and shelf of your home together is adorned with ember’s artwork: your fanciest glass crockery was made by her, the stylised vase on your dining room table (filled with flowers gifted by wade’s mother) was her first formal project at the company, you still have her model vivisterium flower as a paperweight in the office, there are dozens of ornate sculptures of the three of you around the house (including a very adorable image of the three of you hugging that ember gifted to you and wade for your fifth anniversary), and so on — and every time a guest asks about them, you and wade are quick to jump in and brag about your girlfriend’s artistic genius (which embarrasses and endears ember in equal measure as she still prefers to take the humble approach to her talent)

you also have a few of wade’s uncle’s watercolours scattered around your walls, especially in the front room, which always leads to a lot of (happy) tears from that side of the family whenever they stop by to visit

as far as your new home outside of element city goes, relationships between multiple elements are still extremely rare to come by and the three of you tend to get a lot of distinct looks when you’re together — which your fiery girlfriend is always happy to rebuke (her temper has cooled a bit over the years, but it’s still definitely there and at its most apparent when someone tries to be rude or cruel to you or wade — she’s just very protective, that’s all)

whenever you and ember share a kiss, wade will cry because it’s just ‘so beautiful’ to see the people he loves loving each other — and, of course, he also gets a bit teary-eyed whenever either of you kiss him (which ember usually gives an endeared chuckle at because she just loves you both so much)

wade and ember are both very affectionate people and both have very different preferences when it comes to cuddling depending on who is involved: if its just you and wade, then he prefers to lay on his back with you resting on top of him so that he can wrap his arms around you and mess about with his watery body in order to make you laugh; wade and ember on their own prefer to spoon, with wade being the ‘big spoon’ most of the time as it’s much comfier for him and carries less of a risk of him being accidentally evaporated by ember when she drifts off to sleep; with you alone, ember quite enjoys cuddling on her side whilst facing you, with you either laying on your back or side whilst facing her, this also tends to be accompanied by hand holding and whispered pillow talk as the two of you chat about your days; the three of you together tend to rotate roles in this same position, with one of you being in the middle laying on your back (usually wade who is naturally a bit of a back sleeper and is the comfiest to lay your heads on) and the other two on either side cuddled up to them (ember has a preference towards the right side of the bed, closest to the window, but she’s really not that picky) — if you were able to, you’d always have wade in the centre, but for the sake of not accidentally evaporating your boyfriend (again) the three of you are forced to alternate positions

ember leaves early for her internship at the glass company, but she always makes sure to kiss you both goodbye — and all of her kisses, no matter how brief, are practically sizzling with passion, intensity, and love (the type that leave you breathless and leaning forwards after her once she pulls away)

wade, meanwhile, tends to lean into kisses that are sweeter, briefer, chaster and that leave you giggling and smiling so widely that your cheeks hurt — practically attacking your face with kisses all over (forehead, temples, eyelids, nose, cheeks, chin, and finally your lips before doing it all over again)

movie nights are your go-to whenever the three of you can’t seem to arrange time to have a proper date as a trio, and you alternate who chooses the film each time — wade is a sucker for romantic comedies (and always manages to find the ones that make you all cry), whilst ember prefers action films (which get all of you riled up and practically yelling at the television by the time the film reaches its climax)

though the three of you don’t always go out on dates as a trio — ember and wade go out to have fun together when you’re busy, you and wade have been known to go out and explore the city when ember is busy, and you and ember always go out to explore the local food places whenever wade is busy (there’s this one fire run place that sells authentic food from fire land that ember loves but its a bit too much for your poor boyfriend to handle so she only really goes with you or her parents when they visit)

if you’re not a fire elemental then ember is happy to teach both you and wade some useful (and fun) phrases in fireish to use amongst yourselves and with her family (which always earns you some bonus points with her father)

[ifwebefriends]

Happy anniversary Elemental!

Song: Taroko by August Greenwood

[Video ID. A fan edit of Ember Lumen and Wade Ripple from Elemental with a portion of the song Taroko by August Greenwood. Various clips of the two of them are shown in time with the song. The lyrics are “oh the blue blue water makes you look so pretty, next to jellyfishes swimming in captivity. I know you’re far more focused on the deep blue scenery, but I can’t focus when you’re next to me. Oh, Taroko. Oh, I love you so. Oh, Taroko. Oh, I love you so.” The lyrics are shown on screen as they come up but “Taroko” is replaced with “Ember.” The first couple lines in the video are specifically played with the scene where Wade takes Ember to see the Vivisteria flower in the station. The final shot is of their kiss at the end of the film. End ID]

[frozen-snowflakesandsunflowers]

Disney 100 ✨🏰🤍

Wishing you all a happy new year and to Disney, a belated 100th anniversary! 🎉

To celebrate Disney’s century milestone, I created an illustration based on 100 of Disney’s most known and loved characters from their respective movies/ series. I’ve included all the ones I’ve known and feel are generally popular but I’m sorry if your personal favourites aren’t here.

This has been in the works for almost four months now but due to many delays I couldn’t finish it on time. So here it finally is!

Out of all these range characters, the hardest to draw was the Cars. I’m not used to drawing cars so I’m not generally good at them (yet). Some of these may look simple and easy to draw but trust me, they’re not 😂.

With drawing the characters and the background, I like to be accurate with the respective style it’s drawn/ animated in and the colours too. But also I wanted to also simplify the 3D ones and add a little depth using shadow to the 2D ones. For example some of these films would have a desaturated grainy effect to it and I wanted to keep that. But finally after months of working on it, it’s completed and I’m happy with it! ✨.

Please, please do check it out on Instagram too:

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All the 100 characters featured in this piece are listed below:

1927: Trolley Troubles / Oswald The Lucky Rabbit (2022): Oswald

1937: Snow White: Snow White and the Evil Queen

1941: Dumbo: Dumbo and Timothy Q. Mouse

1942: Bambi: Thumper and Bambi

1943: Private Pluto: Chip and Dale

1944: The Lion King: (Child) Simba

1949: Pinocchio: Pinocchio

1950: Cinderella: Cinderella

1951: Alice In Wonderland: Alice, Cheshire cat and Mad Hatter

1953: Peter Pan: Peter Pan and Tinker Bell

1959: Sleeping Beauty: Aurora and Maleficent

1963: The Sword in the Stone: Arthur Pendragon

1964: Mary Poppins: Mary Poppins

1967: 101 Dalmatians: Cruella De Vil and Patch | Jungle Book: Mowgli and Baloo

1970: Aristocats: Toulouse, Marie and Berlioz

1973: Robin Hood: Robin Hood

1977: The Many Adventures of Winnie The Pooh: Winnie-the-Pooh and Christopher Robin

1989: The Little Mermaid: Ariel, Flounder, Sebastian and Ursula

1991: Beauty And The Beast: Belle

1992: Aladdin: Aladdin, Jasmine and the Genie

1993: Steamboat Willie/ Mickey Mouse Series: Mickey & Minnie Mouse | Tim Burton's Nightmare Before Christmas: Jack Skellingtion

1995: Lady and the Tramp: Lady & Tramp | Toy Story: Woody and Buzz Light-year | Pocahontas: Pocahontas

1997: Hercules: Hercules & Megara

1998: Mulan: Mulan | A Bug's Life: Flik

2000: The Emperor's New Groove: Kuzco

2001: Monsters Inc: Sulley, Mike and Mary Gibbs aka Boo

2002: Lilo & Stitch: Lilo and Stitch

2003: Finding Nemo: Nemo and Dory

2004: The Incredibles - Helen Parr aka Elastic girl, Robert (Rob) Parr aka Mr. Incredible, Jack-Jack Parr and Edna Mode

2006: Cars: Lighting McQueen and Tow Mater

2007: Enchanted: Giselle Phillip

2008: WALL - E: Wall-E & Eve | Phineas and Ferb: Phineas Flynn and Ferb Fletcher

2009: The Princess and the Frog: Tiana | UP: Carl Fredricksen and Dug

2010: Tangled: Rapunzel & Flynn Ryder aka Eugene Fitzherbert and Pascal

2012: BRAVE: Merida | Wreck-It Ralph: Wreck-It Ralph and Vanellope Von Schweetz

2013: Frozen: Elsa, Anna and Olaf

2014: Big Hero Six: Baymax

2015: Inside Out: Joy and Sadness

2016: Moana: Moana | Zootopia (2016): Nick Wilde & Judith (Judy) Laverne Hopps

2017: COCO: Miguel Rivera

2020: Soul: Joe and 22

2021: Luca: Luca | Encanto: Mirabel and Isabella Mardigal | Raya And The Last Dragon: Raya

2022: Red Panda: Mei Lee aka the Red Panda

2023: Elemental: Ember Lumen & Wade Ripple | Wish: Asha and Star

[amrv-5]

Today (March 13) is (unbelievably) the first birthday of Somewhere to Get To (the first chapter’s post-date, anyway), an anniversary about which I’m still (evidenced by sheer parentheticals-per-sentence rate) trying to decide how to talk (talking about it, by-the-by, because (earnestness…) it is pretty important to me, it turns out, still, one year on. Who could’ve guessed…?). Mostly I’m floored anybody reads the damned thing at all. Long. Absurd reading commitment. Amazing to me people have dedicated some of their time and attention to something I made — and unbelievable to hear on occasion that it’s emotionally connected to people, or impacted them in some way. Such an honor to be party to that sort of connection thru (fan)fiction. Thank you—really!! Wow!!! 

And, speaking of connection (pretty personal, and decidedly earnest, musings on the fic/anniversary/my relationship to both under the cut, avoidable if you’d like, you’ve been warned) — 

Been rereading some of S2G2, idly, sporadically, as I’ve been considering its first post-iversary. What’s coming to me repeatedly, as I read at a year’s distance, is a strong sense of autobiography—not in terms of event, but in tone, in concern, in most of all a very palpable sense of reckoning with the less-than-ideal that runs through the whole thing. There are some plot beats or details I’d do differently today, and I have a hard time continuing to like the things I make after they take on some distance from me, but (if I can say this about my own silly little fan fiction) I think the urgency of the thing, its emotional intensity and clear desire to try to grab hold of Something (hope? a foundation for belief in others? meaningful good?) remains affecting / effective, or does for me, despite my own work typically striking me poorly. 

Long way to say that I’ve found, reading in March 2024, that the thing’s a pretty clear if entirely unintentional record of the things I was thinking about, trying to work into my worldview, trying in some cases to excise from my worldview, things I was looking for or giving in to, and so on, in the months leading up to March 2023. One of those points of concern (transparently) was the strain of loneliness, the value of connection. With a year’s perspective, it’s important to me to say how grateful I am to have found such a welcoming, lovely, friendly, supportive, all-around-brilliant community in the fandom. I owe so much to the kindness and enthusiasm of the wonderfully talented people I’ve met on here, and I can say confidently that a large part of the reason I can read the terrifically lonely thread running through S2G2 and sense a degree of emotional distance from it—still resonant, but not immediate, identically-felt—is because I have made so many friends I value here, who enrich and enliven my days so beautifully…! So thank you all!

And, relatedly: Another central concern of the fic is the difference between happiness and un-sadness, the value and place of each, struggling to help oneself face hard truths and sort of cosmically-ordained and unavoidable suckiness—the repeated stress on how “[t]here were some things a person could fix, and others one had to live with the best they could.” 

Without wading into details (because who cares and also the What is unimportant) 2022 thru 2023 was the worst span of time I’ve ever experienced, what I retrospectively have been internally tagging the Lost Year(s)—have not before or since been so profoundly, uninterruptedly depressed. I wrote S2G2 in a frantic little burst from the bottom of a hole I sort of assumed at the time I would not get out of (dramatic!). And obviously the seductiveness of despair is a big focus in the course of the fic, but I’m struck on re-reading how ironclad the thing’s grip on hope (or hope in hopelessness) is—reassertion, continually, that experiences are worth having, that some things are worth sticking around for, and so on.

A year on, I’ve by no means solved the problem or perfected the art of balancing That Which Can Be Fixed against That Which Must Be Lived With, but I can say that the Living With is lately going comparatively so well most days it has not been the Central, All-Consuming Concern of Every Waking Moment—living with, tolerating, carrying, and so on—not even an hourly concern, or much of a conscious one, so much as something to check against, watch for, a diligent quiet awareness and work, when necessary, that has been (knock on wood) getting much easier with time, better life circumstances, and people to be around. Aware how significant that change is, on rereading what I was writing when that fixing-vs-living-with was so crushing it sort of tabula rasa’d my sense of self—meaning, mostly, that I’m unbelievably grateful to feel like somebody real again, and I owe that, too, in no small part to a fandom community that is on the whole so positive to be a part of—made it worth it to write, and try to put something into the world, and express passion for something I loved, and feel that passion reflected back to me when it was most needed.

And from that: just wanted to say, from my point of view a few tentative steps into what is beginning to feel like real and meaningful recovery—it gets better!! At the time of initial composition in late 2022/early 2023, I was trying hard to write hope for a few characters I adored, so I could maybe see it for myself, edgewise (truth thru fiction…?). I heard in the course of posting chapters from people who said that the fic resonated with them, that they related to or saw themselves in how I was writing Hawk or Beej, and drew some degree of comfort or catharsis in reading—wonderful, and I don’t think I could ask for more than to believe maybe some people who felt like I did at the time felt a little better because of something I wrote. and if there’s anything I hope people get out of thinking about S2G2 on this year-iversary it’s that uhh it gets better, and stubborn hope + whimsy + sense of humor + enjoyment of the absurd is ur most powerful tool as a human person probably, and also I’m stupid grateful for and very fond of fandom community, and the friends I’ve been so lucky to make thru this space (much love)!! Thank you for reading—fic, or this weird scrawl on my blog, or both—anyway, thanks! means a lot and always has! have a wednesday treat of some kind + treat urself nice ! who knows how to end these things. Alexa turn off earnestpost. Earnestposting end. Stop Post

[noob-artist]

On this day in 2023, Elemental was released and became one of my most beloved movies. Happy Anniversary to my favorite couple, Ember and Wade!

[misspearly1]

Oh yay!!! Responding to your Anniversary Requests!

"If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?"

I see this as a cheeky dare that starts as a joke that opens the door for something else between the 2, or a check on where the other stands in how serious the relationship is.

Or whatever you think, as I’m sure you got something better brewing!

Oh my!! 😭

This request is perfect for Arthur. The prompt you chose and the added insight on what you think about said prompt really inspired me to be fluffy with this one, so fluffy in fact that I'm sorry to report there isn't a lot of smut in here, darling. 🥺

Thank you so much for sending this in and please by all means, if you'd like another, don't hesitate to send more. My requests are still open 🥰.

The Kiss

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x You (F!Reader)

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Typical outlaw stuff (thievery & pickpocketing) Arthur's POV. Pining. Lots of fluff. Public Kissing. Happy ending.

Prompt: "If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?"

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Hosea is the cause for Arthur’s love-hate relationship with playing dress up. He swears to the old man that he hates it, but really, Morgan enjoys acting like somebody else for a short while. 

Dressing up and getting into character can be fun, and Arthur especially likes it when he gets to play dress up with you. Like today for example, he’s acting the role of your fiancé at some random engagement party in some fancy part of town, but the plan is pick-pocketing anything you can get your hands on.

The job is simple: act natural, steal all of the valuables and get the hell out of there before they even catch on to what’s happened. 

However, as much as Arthur loves to play dress up with you, he struggles with this job today because he harbours a silent crush, therefore acting out the role of your fiance is like his dream has come true. It's a struggle for him because he has to keep reminding himself that it’s not real. None of it is real.

The way you gaze at him with big loving doe-like eyes or the way you link your arm up with his, and your fingers brush across his knuckles so reassuringly, or the way you kiss his cheek and tell all these strangers what a good man he is - none of that is real. It’s just an act of deceit, a tactic to steal people's valuables when they’re least expecting it. 

Though, is it wrong of Arthur to pretend it’s real? Is it really all that wrong of him to enjoy this day pretending that he’s actually your fiance and the wedding is six months away? Is it wrong of him to pretend that you love him as much as your actions say they do? No. It’s not bad to pretend it’s real, but he’s wading through dangerous waters with a high risk of falling in the deep end. 

Actions speak louder than words they say, but in this particular circumstance with you, your actions are fake and no matter how convincing you seem, he mustn’t get too wrapped up in believing that it’s real. He mustn't get ahead of himself and steal a kiss. A real kiss on your lips. This silent panic comes to the man as you pull away from him, moments after placing a third kiss to his cheek in the space of just a few hours, leaving him rosy-red in the cheeks with flattery. 

“I won’t be long.” You whisper before toddling off towards a table filled with all sorts of food and drinks, and partygoers standing around to fill their stomachs. They’re your targets, the people who are least expecting an innocent looking lady like yourself to slip your hands inside their pockets and steal their riches. They don’t suspect someone like yourself to steal because you’ve put a lot of effort into playing dress up today, thus making yourself look like one of them - like a law-abiding citizen. 

First and foremost, you dragged Arthur to the local hotel to get a much-needed bath, then you took him to get a haircut, and lastly, you eagerly pulled him along to the store and picked out a suit for him to wear and the prettiest dress available for yourself. ‘Dressed to the nines’ as Hosea likes to say and that’s what you did. You dressed yourself, and him, up to the nines, fooling these folk into thinking you’re a law-abiding citizen who doesn’t steal a thing. 

Arthur watches you at work and admires the way you insert yourself into people's conversations. You get along with them so well, even making some laugh so much that they hold a hand to their stomachs to ease the happy cramp. You thrive in jobs like this, it’s in your nature to be kind and social with others, it makes your smile beam and your skin glow with joy. You probably get to pretend that this is your normal everyday life, not the life of an outlaw. 

You pretend that you’re free. 

At first, the man just assumed that your efforts to make conversation with these folk was a ploy to steal their belongings with ease, but as he watches you walk around the table now and purposely miss several opportunities to pick their pockets, he can see that you’re enjoying this false sense of reality. You like the character’s shoes you’ve stepped into today, it’s like you can forget about the outlaw life you actually live. 

And Arthur doesn’t mind that because he, too, likes taking a break from time to time and sample the life he could've had. He loves the gang and would never trade them for a different life, but sometimes he dreams bigger than Dutch’s grand plan. The man is allowed to have his dreams at the very least. He snaps out of his thinking and directs his attention back to you. 

During your walk around the table, you had gathered a mountainous pile of food on a paper plate before making your way back to him, still with a beaming smile on your face before you took a seat at his side. “Hey,” You greet him, “I got us some food. Figured we could at least enjoy ourselves before we ruin the evening and leave.” You try to justify why you haven’t stolen anything yet, but Arthur doesn’t care for your reasoning. He cares about your happiness, and he can see quite clearly that you’re happy with acting out of character for the day. 

So, he offers an alternative instead. “We don’t have to ruin the evening, you know,” He looks at you with hopeful eyes, optimistic that you’ll agree to his idea, “We could just enjoy the whole day to ourselves before heading back to camp, empty handed.” He emphasises quietly, cautious of anyone listening to his conversation. 

“But Arthur,” You protest, and he feels a pang of disappointment settling in his stomach, “What about the clothes? You’ve spent money on me and for what? For nothing in return? I can’t just let you pay for them, they were expensive.” 

“I’ll never ask you for something in return,” He shakes his head, refusing to accept your reply as an answer to his offer. “Money isn’t everything, you know that, but this…” He looks around the room before returning to your eyes, “...This is everything right here - just spending a day in the normal life with you. I can see how much fun you’re having, and I don’t want to end that.” 

“Arthur-” You try to protest again, but he cuts you off, “No. Not another word about money darlin’, and besides, you’ve already paid me back with that smile on your face.” His words affected your smile, making it grow bigger as you blush. You spend a moment looking at him incredulously, as if you couldn't believe that he won’t let you pay for the clothes. 

Arthur can see the thought process in your head, he knows you well, probably too well. You’re so independent that you like to provide for yourself, and that means you don’t like the feeling of owing someone a favour. Even though he’s just told you that it’s okay, he can already sense that you’re thinking of a way to argue your point some more. 

“I’ll accept your offer under one condition,” You suggest instead, much to his surprise, but his interest was piqued, and he nodded before giving himself a second to contemplate your counteroffer. Your eyes drop to his mouth as you lick your lips, then you look back into his eyes with a question. "If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?" 

Shock and disbelief coursed through his veins suddenly, yet briefly, before your question really began to sink in and drove Arthur’s instincts to act before his mind could even think. The man nodded as he leaned in and closed the gap, his lips crashing into yours in a fervent, heated kiss. You gasp, as if you were surprised from his lack of hesitancy, and just as the doubts begin to creep into his mind on whether or not he’s got ahead of himself, you swipe your tongue across his lip, requesting entry. 

Arthur sees that yours are closed, and your brows tightly knitted together with the softest muffled moan reaching his ears. He grants your request and parts his lips, inviting you in to deepen the kiss, and it was everything he imagined it to be and more. You were so soft and delicate, your tongue warm and wet, moving so gently against his. It felt right; your kiss felt right, like it was meant to be. 

The crowd of people in the room voiced their mixed reactions, some gasped in disgust, some giggled, some even cheered quietly, and Arthur heard ‘get a room’ in a whisper. You apparently heard it too as you quickly pulled back, breaking the kiss to hold a hand over your mouth, a poor attempt to hide how amused you were for kissing him so passionately like this in public. He, too, was amused and filled with pride to finally have a real kiss on your lips. 

“I um…” You stutter, hesitating to speak as there were a dozen pairs of eyes on you both. It was hilarious to know they were waiting for the next move, and you had pleasure in making it before Arthur could. “Let’s get out of here. There’s so much that I want to say,” You take his hand and rise from the chair quickly to make a hasty exit, “But right now, I just want to kiss you again without the audience, Arthur.” You say excitedly, but as soon as you reach somewhere private, you turn to face him, cupping his cheek with your hand. “I love you. I always have.” 

“I do too,” He tilts his head to kiss the palm of your hand. You lean in the plant a chaste kiss on his lips before taking his hand and pulling him along again. “The day is still ours, handsome. I’ll pay for our hotel room.” 

“And I’ll pay for the wedding ring,” Arthur mumbles, much too quiet for you to hear, but just to say it out loud felt like his decision was set in stone. The man played the role of your fiancé today at this party and left with certainty of a proposal in the future.

No more pretending, he is yours, and you are his.

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[heavenboy09]

15 Years Ago Today

On May 1st, 2009

From 20th Century Fox

& Marvel Studios Presents

THE ORIGINS OF 1 OF THE MOST DANGEROUS & MOST ICONIC X-MEN OF ALL TIMES

In 1845, James Howlett, a boy living in the Northwest Territories, witnesses his father being killed by groundskeeper Thomas Logan.

Anxiety activates the boy's mutation: bone claws protrude from his knuckles, and he impales Thomas, who reveals that he is James' biological father before dying. James flees with Thomas' other son, Victor Creed, James' half-brother, who has sharp claw nails and a healing factor mutation like James.

They spend the next century as soldiers, fighting in the American Civil War, both World Wars and the Vietnam War. In Vietnam, the increasingly violent Victor attempts to rape a Vietnamese woman and kills a senior officer who tries to stop him.

James returns to Victor and, ignorant of his brother's intent, rushes to defend him. The pair are sentenced to execution by firing squad, which they survive. Major William Stryker offers them membership in Team X, a group of mutants including marksman Agent Zero, katana-wielding mercenary Wade Wilson, teleporter John Wraith, super-strong and invulnerable Fred Dukes, and technopath Chris Bradley. 

They join the team for a few missions, with James using the alias Logan, but Victor and the group's lack of self-control and empathy causes Logan to leave.

Seeking solace from his dark past, Logan seems to have found love and contentment with Kayla Silverfox.

Logan's peaceful existence is shattered when Victor Creed, his vicious brother, brutally murders Kayla.

Logan's thirst for revenge propels him into

A SECRET GOVERNMENT PROGRAM ONLY MADE FOR PEOPLE OF HIS KIND

MUTANTS

THE WEAPON X PROGRAM, WHERE HE UNDERGOES A PAINFUL PROCEDURE TO BOND HIS BONES WITH

THE MOAT INDESTRUCTIBLE METAL ON EARTH 🌎

ADAMANTIUM....

MAKING HIM VIRTUALLY INDESTRUCTIBLE AND MORE THAN A MATCH FOR VICTOR.

IN ORDER FOR HIM TO STOP HIA HALF BROTHER

HE MUST EVOLVE INTO A MORE EFFICIENT WEAPON OF DESTRUCTION & MAYHEM

HE MUST CUT ALL TIES TO HIS OLD LIFE & FORGE A NEW ONE

HE MUST WITNESS THE DEATH OF LOVED ONES IN ORDER TO BE REBORN SOMETHING VENGEFUL

THE RAGE WILL MAKE HIM STRONGER

HE MUST BECOME

THE ANIMAL FROM WITHIN

20 CENTURY FOX & MARVEL STUDIOS PRESENTS

HUGH JACKMAN

AS THE INFAMOUS & INDESTRUCTIBLE MUTANT OF RAGE MAKES HIS ORIGINS COME TO LIFE

HE WILL BECOME

WOLVERINE 🐺

X-MEN ORIGINS : WOLVERINE 🐺

HAPPY 15TH ANNIVERSARY TO 20TH CENTURY FOX & MARVEL STUDIOS

X-MEN ORIGINS : WOLVERINE 🐺

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