#Forgot about my girl Johanna

[littledollll]

No bc I need the sandman women biblically. I NEED Lucienne and her knowing eyebrow raise and I NEED to lock elbows with Death as we walk and I NEED Calliope to just look my general direction.

I can take all three. Definitely not in a fight.

[lisbeth-kk]

May Prompts

Today's prompt is: choice

The Luckiest Girl in the World (chapter 10)

Summary: Sherlock shows Rosie his literate treasure, and Rosie muses about her bedroom at her grandparent's.

Ten Years Old

My favourite thing in the summertime, was to read outdoors. It still is. In London it was not as easy to achieve as it was at my grandparents. At home, I had to go to a park and pack a rucksack with all I needed, but at Pops and Granny’s house, I could just bring the blanket and my book outside to the lawn, and I reached the perfect reading spot in under a minute. If I needed the loo, or something to drink or a snack, it was within comfortable reach.

“You can’t bring more than a few books this time, love. Taking the train, remember,” Dad said when he saw the pile of books on my bed, looking more and more like the leaning tower of Pisa.

“But, Dad, I’ll be there for over a week,” I protested.

My greatest fear was to run out of books to read. Papa assured me that no such thing would occur.

“My old room is filled with books, Bee. And the library downstairs contains quite a few interesting volumes as well.”

How could I know if any of my grandparents' books were to my liking.

“Don’t worry. You’ll like them,” Papa assured me, even if I’d uttered no word about my doubts.

I opened my mouth to protest again, but when Dad cleared his throat in that way, I dropped it.

“Fine,” I said and turned to my book tower to consider which to bring and which to leave behind.

In the end I chose Heidi by Johanna Spyri and one of the Grimm fairytales volumes, which were placed in my bag, and after that I became increasingly curious about which books I would find in Papa’s childhood home.

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Both me and Papa were beside ourselves when we finally arrived at my grandparents. Me, over being there again, Papa because he was eager to show me all the literate treasures the house could provide.

“I’ll help with tea while these two explore the bookshelves,” Dad offered his mother-in-law.

She made a shooing gesture towards us, and Papa ushered me upstairs.

I hadn’t really looked around Papa’s old room before. It was his and Dad’s room now. Uncle and my grandparents obviously had their own rooms, while I occupied what was called the maid’s room, which clearly was a lie. The room had a femininity about it, but it was too comfortably furnished to be a servant’s quarters, and I knew from Papa’s own mouth that the room hadn’t been redecorated for me. It had always been like that. 

For every passing year, I wanted to ask if there’d been another little girl who’d lived in that room, but something stopped me. There was no evidence other than my own suspicions. The only photographs in the house with a little girl in them, were of me. 

Papa called me over to the bookshelf and I decided to let the mystery go for now.

All the books Papa had laid on the bed, sounded exciting, and I wanted to read all of them at once.

Treasure Island. Around the World in Eighty Days. Robinson Crusoe. The Lord of the Flies. The Courier of the Czar. The Story of Marco Polo. Anne Frank’s Diary. The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar.

“Pops and Granny can show you around in the library if you need it later,” Papa said.

“Not sure that’ll be necessary with all of these,” I said excitedly. “Can you help me choose? The Story of Marco Polo or…”

“Time for lunch, bookworms!” Dad shouted from downstairs.

“Coming! I’m starving,” I shouted back, and forgot all about impossible literature choices.

Papa chuckled and mumbled something about Watsons and their insatiable appetite.

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[the-dyke-of-handsomeness]

I am going to watch all of the hunger games

Before the first movie:

I kinda know the plot but not really, girl gets chosen to fight weird tradition thing by a pink drag queen, older sister is like “fuck no” and some other shit happens.

My expectations for the rating: 7/10, really good but only the first movie so not amazing.

During first movie:

Why is this weird posh British (I think) person in pink drag?? Beauty full drag tho

It's not drag??

I didn't know Josh Hutcherson was in it T-T

Why is the solution to war to send a bunch of teenagers to fight to the death?? Instead of just resolving the issue like adults and talking.

The apartment Katniss is staying in is ugly as fuck.

Haymitch is kinda hot.

KATNISS DONT MESS WITH THE FUCKING BEES

Josh Hutcherson is also a bad actor..

I love Rue so much I just want to adopt her

NO RUE WTF

Why would they add two victors?? That's just dumb as fuck, it ruins the whole point of the games.

After the first movie:

I hated this. (/pos)

I Loved it but hated it cuz of Rue.

8/10 Better then I expected for a first movie.

Before catching fire:

I have no idea at all what this one is about sooo

During catching fire:

ooooo Kathrine? Kathleen? KATNISS (I forgot her name) has PTSD

Who tf is named *snow*???

NO MAGS

MAGS IS GONNA DIE AINT SHE

SHE DIDDDDD

Johanna X Katniss 4 life

After catching fire:

AMAZING DKDNDKD

THE GOVERNMENT CORRUPTION AND THE UPRISING AND JUST ARGHHH (/pos)

9/10, 1 point off because I really liked Mags and also cliffhanger

before Mockingjay part 1:

I have no idea what will happen other then a continuation of the last movie

during mockingjay part 1:

JOSH IS DEAD HAHA

NO WRONG DUDEEE

ITS THE SONGGGG GUYSSSS

after mockingjay part 1:

Pretty good, I didn’t peticularly like it though. It was kinda bland.

7/10 still pretty good but nothing really happened

Before Mockingjay part 2:

I really hope this one is better then the last but yk

during mockingjay part 2:

KATNISS IS DEAD??

NEVERMINDSD

KATNISS IS DEAD??? (Again)

NEVERMINDSD (Again)

team Finnick for life, screw Peeta and Gale

FINNICK DIED

NOOO PRIMMM

WHAT THE FUCK PRIMROSEEEE

THEY CANT KEEP DOING THIS TOO MEEEE

After mockingjay part 2:

Amazing movie oml much better than part 1

PRIMMMM

8/10, it was hard to follow and keep focus on but it was a really good film, 1 point taken off for Prim dying, that was just unnessecary.

overall:

8/10, amazing franchise but mockingjay part one really dragged down its rating.

great movies, very hard to stay focused on. I had to be doing something else while watching or else I would lose interest.

before snakebirds and songs:

I think it’ll be good

I know it’s a prequel

During snakebirds and songs:

WHO is this Wish.com Draco malfoy??

Holy shit Lucy grey…

HOLY SHIT LUCY GREY!!

Holy shit Lucy grey’s voice..

HOLY SHIT LUCY GREY’S GUITAR

Turns out I have a thing for southern accents.

after the ballad of songbirds and snakes:

OH MY GOD

I just, it’s amazing.

the powerful message underlying in it, everything about it.

I started tearing up in the theatre and I am going to sob into my pillow once I am done writing this. (/pos)

The fact that, that is happening in real life right now. The villain of a fiction story is happening right now in front of us. Just hurts so much.

And that there will be people who watched that movie and walked out of it all happy, as if nothing like that is happening in our world.

this movie made me better, and the direction was amazing.

ranking:

10/10, I don’t think I’ve ever given a movie a solid 10/10 before but this movie deserves it.

will/would I read the books?

probably, I think the movies were great and if the movies were a good representation of the books then I believe the books will be really good

[phopollo]

(you don't have to draw this)

But your Drawing and Lila's had me thinking of Green haired Teen Kaisa meeting Johanna and her just being a mess the whole interaction.

Kaisa dropping books out of her hands saying things that don't make sense just not knowing how to interact with another girl.

And Johanna just thinking she is cute the whole time.

Omg hey

Sorry, I was just going through my inbox and checking all those requests I'd gotten when I was trying to figure out how to draw because I like never clear my inbox

And I remember getting this, and thinking I should respond, but I just forgot to

Anyways

Not exactly the same, but, I actually did make a comic about what if Kaisa in her green hair teenage phase & little baby Jo met each other

The file for this in my art program is called "eat pavement"

[justrainandcoffee]

You can always go further 🤭...

There's a website where you can play THG editing the default names the website offers, so that's what I did... I put our OCS names, plus our peakys characters (and some other randomly to complete it). Here's the result (some are screenshots, that was before I realized i could copy-paste) and I only copy-pasted the most relevant.

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So:

The bloodbath :

Rip Johanna. Ada, please!! 🙃. Most of the characters ran away from the Cornucopia.

Day 1

Oswald Mosley , Finn Shelby, and Aveline Young start fighting, but Finn Shelby runs away as Oswald Mosley kills Aveline Young .

Jessie Eden and Eva Smith hold hands.

Diane Mosley lets Heaven Lavey into her shelter.

→ A nazi killing a black woman the most canon thing ever 😒. || Diane saw a white girl and had no problems. Also canon. || Jessie and Eva ❤️.

Day 2

Polly Gray and Gina Nelson work together to drown Lucy Winters.

Thomas Shelby steals from Eva Smith while she isn't looking.

→ Talk to me about treason... Wtf, Tommy. And speaking of canon, Polly never liked Lucy. Rip Lucy 😔.

Night 2

Finn Shelby overpowers Oswald Mosley , killing him.

Alfie Solomons sets an explosive off, killing Arthur Shelby, Linda Shelby, Thomas Shelby and Johnny Dogs.

Eva Smith fends Heaven Lavey, Jessie Eden, and Nina Ferrante away from her fire.

Eva shooing the girls away from her fire 🤭. Alfie had enough of Shelby bullshit... 4 in 1 😂 Rip them. Yeah, Finn!!

Day 3

Finn Shelby strangles Ada Shelby with a rope.

Heaven Lavey, Nina Ferrante, and Alfie Solomons get into a fight. Alfie Solomons triumphantly kills them both.

Finn, please. Bye, Ada. || Alfie is out of control. Heaven, well... He didn't know her, but Nina?!?

Day 4

Isaiah Jesus and Rose Coldwell fight Jessie Eden and Jack Nelson. Isaiah Jesus and Rose Coldwell survive.

I'm sorry Jack and Jessie. Rip.

Night 4

I made a screenshot because I thought you couldn't believe me but 🥺❤️. I gasped. I did it.

Day 5

Alfie Solomons and Isaiah Jesus fight Rose Coldwell and Diane Mosley. Alfie Solomons and Isaiah Jesus survive.

🙃💔. No words. Rip Rosie. Alfie... Why.

The feast

Alfie Solomons kills Freddie Thorne with a hatchet.

Polly Gray cannot handle the circumstances and commits suicide.

Isaiah Jesus tracks down and kills Aberama Gold.

Alfie is the new Heaven. I want to think that the spirit of Lucy haunted Polly. Isaiah surprised me.

Nothing happened during 6.

Day 7

Alfie Solomons sets Isaiah Jesus on fire with a molotov.

💁‍♀️.

Day 9

Finn Shelby strangles Eva Smith after engaging in a fist fight.

Eva, nooo!! Almost there! 😔

Night 9

Michael Gray tracks down and kills Alfie Solomons .

Of all the characters... Michael. He did nothing the whole games!!

I forgot to copy this, but Michael chased Finn and killed him so:

Michael. My jaw dropped when I read it. Michael!!

I swear he spent the games fishing or sleeping. Then killed Alfie (the psycho) then Finn and he won 🙃.

This the end

10 kills. Alfie, wtf.

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@call-sign-shark @emotionalcadaver @evita-shelby @peakyswritings

[cannotflyarc]

@asprinkle ( starter call. ) endgame #3 from c.hess

she is a dying girl. could she really say she's fully alive after almost losing her life in the arena? lungs draw breath, heart pounds, yet there are moments she feels more ghost than human. barely nineteen years old and johanna is already training another child for the same fate. she's only a few years younger than her. she laughs with her head thrown back and believes that she can survive the arena. johanna doesn't have the heart to remind her that the chances of that are one in twenty-four. being back at the capital makes johanna feel as if she's facing those odds once again. one in twenty-four chance she'll make it back on the train alive. with all the talk and speculation around the wedding ring on her finger, she's slowly suffocating.

the sight of someone she knows is a reporter only tightens the rope around her neck. she recognizes him from last year. art's better at working with the sponsors than she is. the point of tonight is to flatter and convince the capital citizens to toss a coin or two to the dying children. if mr. hirsch even is a sponsor in the first place. she's rather batter her eyes than dismiss questions about her marriage. the capital's enjoyed their little peak of the tribute and tribute relationship far too much. the wedding was in secret for a reason. johanna just forgot to take off the ring before leaving their room. it feels molded to her skin now.

she approaches him before he can approach her. a charming smile ( a better feeling of control over the conversation ). ❝ they all think they see a woman who doesn't know which move to make, which way to go. ❞ head tilts towards the crowd. ❝ some are vicious, some are fools and others blind to see in me, one of their kind. it's more satisfying to cheer for the underdog, isn't it? no one thought i would win, but i did. i think my tribute has a fair chance. she's smart. with tonight being all about the tributes--- ❞ a clear reminder of what they're here for ( they aren't here for the marriage questions ) ❝ ---i think that's fair to point out. ❞

[fandoms-my-fandoms]

Here is a list of 50 of my current all time theatre dream roles (musicals and non-musicals) because I am a female acting major who is having trouble in believing my dreams for my future are attainable at this current moment:

1. Christine Daaé - Phantom of the Opera

2. Emily Webb - Our Town

3. Belle - Beauty and the Beast

4. Katherine Plumber - Newsies the Musical

5. Elizabeth Bennet - Pride and Prejudice

6. Veronica Sawyer - Heathers the Musical

7. Maria - The Sound of Music/or/West Side Story

8. Hodel - Fiddler on the Roof

9. Zazzalil - Firebringer

10. Eliza - Hamilton

11. Laurie Williams - Oklahoma

12. Cinderella - Into the Woods/or/Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella

13. Narrator - Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat

14. Princess Anna - Frozen the Musical

15. Hermia - A Midsummer Nights Dream

16. Elphaba - Wicked

17. Glinda - Wicked

18. Éponine - Les Misérables

19. Winnifred the Woebegone - Once Upon A Mattress

20. Miss Honey - Matilda the Musical

21. Ariel Moore - Footloose the Musical

22. Dorothy Gale - The Wizard of Oz

23. Lucy van Pelt - You’re A Good Man Charlie Brown

24. Princess Fiona - Shrek the Musical

25. Viola - Twelve Night

26. Hermione Granger - A Very Potter Musical Trilogy

27. Ginny Weasley - A Very Potter Musical

28. Eliza Doolittle - My Fair Lady

29. Leading Player - Pippin

30. Natalie Haller - All Shook Up

31. Miss Saundra - All Shook Up

32. Cosette - Les Misérables

33. Princess Ariel - The Little Mermaid the Musical

34. Eva Peron - Evita

35. Maureen Johnson - RENT

36. Mary - It’s A Wonderful Life

37. Sue Snell - Carrie the Musical

38. Truly Scrumptious - Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

39. Johanna Barker - Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

40. Molly Aster - Peter and the Starcatcher

41. Gertrude Fail - Failure: A Love Story

42. Brooke Ashton - Noises Off

43. Megara - Hercules the Musical

44. Mary Poppins - Mary Poppins

45. Nora Helmer - A Dolls House

46. Queen Elsa - Frozen the Musical

47. Charity Hope Valentine - Sweet Charity

48. Fanny Brice - Funny Girl

49. Anya - Anastasia

50. Jane - Tarzan

There’s probably even some that I forgot to put on this list that should probably be in the place of some of these other roles, but I did want to incorporate roles from non-musicals as well. I do acknowledge that this list is still very much mostly musicals, but I fear I have not read many straight plays. Also, most of the work I’ve already done is musical theatre. Which is why I’m an acting major. I want to be exposed to more pieces of theatre that don’t have singing and dancing. There are a bunch of shows that I would love to be in, but don’t necessarily have dream roles solely because they are either ensemble heavy productions or they would just be really fun projects to work on. For example, my school, Illinois State University, just did Bonnie and Clyde the Musical. That shit was GUT WRENCHING. I would have loved to be apart of that project. I don’t exactly have a dream role in that show because every role in Bonnie and Clyde is so essential to telling that story. I am however, working on my first MainStage production here at ISU. I am playing the Nurse in Equus. Again, not a show that I had any dream role going into being cast in this project. But, this story is very heavy and unique. I have never worked on a show as different and dramatic as this one. I am really excited to be part of this cast, and I will be happy to post information about this show in the weeks to come, or you can message me and ask for more details! Thanks for reading my extra long blog post for today! :)

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

catching fire liveblog no one asked for!!

- “you are a strangely dislikable person” hey did you guys know i love haymitch because i love haymitch

- fucking insane that president snow is just. in her house. like imagine you come home one day and donald trump is standing in your living room.

- anything with rue gets me choked up instantly….. that whole scene in district 11? whoof.

- the “one day i’m gonna volunteer just like you did” is rough.

- i did not remember that snow was a grandfather… who on earth did he have kids with??

- the dynamic between katniss, peeta, haymitch, and effie is soooo. rotates them in my brain.

- i know it’s the point but this quarter quell concept is so deeply fucked up

- i want an au where haymitch fights in these games instead of peeta

- haymitch reaching for effie’s hand <3

- finnick was fourteen when he won his games,,,,, that’s wild (the trauma potential for his character,,, going insane)

- finnick is so. RAGHHHHH. he’s so hot.

- johanna lesbian-coded character of all time <3 to me <33

- mags is so sweet 😭

- i forgot about the painting of rue that i’m assuming peeta did??

- katniss making the dummy of seneca is. ugh. it’s so good.

- caesar has no morals but at least he serves cunt

- the mockingjay dress is so cool

- finnick and annie are so sweet i can’t wait for them to get married and for nothing bad to happen to them ever 🙃

- johanna was so real for telling everyone to go fuck themselves

- cinna sacrificing himself to make 👏 a 👏goddamn 👏 statement 👏

- “if it weren’t for the baby” truly is peeta’s most iconic moment

- also i love haymitch’s little toast to peeta at that bit

- all the tributes holding hands 🥲

- haymitch and effie are the dysfunctional parents of all time

- the peacekeepers killing cinna in front of katniss as she watches unable to do anything is so upsetting

- starting the arena in water is an insane fucking advantage for some people (finnick) and probably a disadvantage for a lot of other people

- i know it’s a whole revolution thing but i like to think of haymitch giving finnick his bracelet like ‘protect my dumbass kids please’

- wouldn’t it be funny if peeta was dying and finnick just made out with him (like katniss thinks is happening in the books??)

- i love katniss but,, my girl stared at the fog for so goddamn long before doing anything about it !! why’d you wait to TOUCH IT AND GET POISONED to see if it was dangerous?? it’s a fucking hunger games arena of course mysterious fog is gonna be bad!

- god finnick’s reaction when mags dies,,,,

- but also damn that fog kills you QUICK… maybe it’s just because mags is old but that canon went off like,, immediately

- the female morphling sacrificing herself for peeta 🥲 i know she was probably in on the whole revolution thing but still

- that post about all the district twelve victors holding someone in their arms as they died is sooooooo. yeah.

- the whole “tick tock” scene and realizing the arena is a clock is so cool

- i love their friendship and so i have to love finnick and katniss bonding over experiencing The Psychological Horrors

- johanna just casually trauma dumping okay girlie

- finnick looks so hot in this last scene on the airship,, i know i’m predictable but GOD 😩

- i love the little reminders we get sometimes that haymitch is strong and did in fact win the hunger games against 47 other people.

- this movie is so confusing ngl,, i can never keep track of who’s good/who’s in on the rebellion, etc.

- still a great movie though <3

[vlassk]

Old Friends pt8 (final)

An- woah i made it to the final part. Now this isn't over because we still gave s4 pt2 and s5 of stranger things so its just going on a break until more information is presented to us.

Paring- Henry Creel x reader

Song-

Warnings- language, death, robin making fun of your age..

1986

The five of you go back to Skull rock, trying to catch your own breath you mean against the rock with Steve, although he had a harder time. You all hid for a few minutes letting the bats fly away

"That was close" robin awkwardly laughs

"Too close" eddie sighs as he walks along.

You all take a few steps to leave and Steve had a hard time walking. He leans against the rock and nancy tries to help, robin goes on about rabies. Steve making a small joke. Nancy helps steve more as the three of you watch their mini love burst ignite. Seeing the large red flares in the distance eddie questions the location

"So like this Is hawkins but with monsters and weird shit"

"Don't step on anything. This place is like a hive mind"

"Yeah if you step on a vine you step on a bat you step on vecna" steve sighs getting annoyed from the situation.

"So can we like kill it" eddie asks

"Yeah if this place is like hawkins we can go to the police station and get like Guns and Grenades and blow him the fuck up." Robin gets exited and more hopefully

"Why would the police station have grenades..." You look at the girl and laugh a little.

"we won't have to, I have guns" nancy crosses her arms and leans against the rock by Steve.

"Wheeler has Guns? Now I can't believe that" eddie smiles at her, in almost disbelief

"No she does, she almost shot me with it"steve looks over at nancy

"You almost deserved it" they both stare at each other and you smile at how cute they were.

"Yeah i can't see it either and I worked with super power kids..." You smile awkwardly at Nancy's second hope if belief goes down the drain

"I thought you had my back?" Nancy smiles as you laugh, a moment of laughter happens before a large earthquake shakes the world

You all fall, steve catching nancy and you catching robin, and then falling back into eddie. You apologize to eddie quietly before.

"Guns seem like a pretty solid plan" you laugh out letting the blonde go. You get up from eddie as he follows, you holding your hand out till help the idiot.

When you all get up you start slowly walking to nancys house

As you keep walking you stay behind with Steve and eddie. Watching them both have the typical bro type Conversation

Eddie complimented him in being Bad ass.

"So you eddie were jealous" you finally say something, they forgot you were even there

"Yes i even get jealous" eddie goes back to explaining why Steve is amazing and then starts drifting to why he normally wouldn't save you or jump in the water.

"Nope. Outside if Dnd I am not hero, I see danger and I just turn heal and run, at least that's what I've learned about myself this week"

''Give yourself a break kid" you say Steve agreeing

"No the only reason why I came was because those two ladies came in straight after you.. " the boys stop walking, steve looks at you to see your side

"Well to be honest I'm not a fan of water. But Max thinks you're cool so I took her judgment.. I dragged eddie along.." You shrug your shoulders and keep shinning your flashlight around

They both look at you sorta disappointed but eddie keeps on.

"I was too ashamed to be left behind"

"Oh that Wheeler girl didnt hesitate. She told us to stay but she didnt waste a second" you go on staring at the girl walking with robin

"Not one second...she dove right in, now i don't know what happened between you two, but if I were you...I would get her back, because that was as unambiguous sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen"

With his little heart warm moment. The earthquake comes back, this time eddie catches you and leans on a tree, an even more confused you sees nancy keep running as you all gather yourselves you catch up seeing a broken world where nancies home stands.

As you walk up to the home Steve just keeps looking at Nancy, your heart aches for the small love story, but once you look at robin you finally think, she's a good looking girl and very close to Steve why doesn't she like him...but the more you watch her the more you see her look at nancy, sometimes she would stare at you but definitely not like nancy. It seemed warm and loving how she acted with nancy compared to Eddie or sometimes even Steve.

"Might be time to get a maid..." Robin says looking at the mess of the house. The four leaves Steve downstairs.

Nancy opens her closes and takes a shoe box out, she lays it on her desk and opens it revealing shoes.

"Wow...thats definitely a pistol.." You say sarcasticly turning around to look more at her room . Eddie and Robin question it too, Nancy getting angry considering she lives with a child and swears she knows she had then there. As you look around you notice older posters and things, just a little aged for the new trends. You turn back around to see nancy pick up some cards.

"I get studying is really important but can't it wait.." Robin questions

"This is from sophomore year..." Nancy goes off about everything being old. She leans over and picks up a diary, explaining how they are stuck in time the day Will went missing

"DUSTIN...DUSTIN HELLO DUSTIN" steve yells from downstairs. You all quickly run down to see him holding his flashlight and looking around frantically.

Nancy asks what he's doing buy Steve shines the bright light on all of you. Closing your eyes you push past eddie and nancy and look at Steve

"Dude turn that shit off what is wrong with you" you point the light down and Steve tells you how The boy is here but not really here. He tells you to listen and you all decided to. You slowly walk over and sit, listening for any noise. Soon enough you hear faint voices

Your eyes Widen as you all cry out for dustin,

"Will found a way to speak to joyce through the lights" nancy looks around and flicks the light switch, a lamp on the ceiling begins to sparkle as you reach up to touch it. Nancy does next and soon you all are playing with the glitter like light. You find comfort in the light seeing as its the only bright colorful thing in this realm

"Does anyone know morse code?" Nancy looks at you mainly but when you shrug eddie speaks up

"Does...does sos count?" We all look at him as he questions himself for a second.

You watch as he flicks his hand in a pattern over and over again.

"Its working" robin says quietly. You go to sit down again trying to listen more on the faint noises. You hear dustin say He overestimated us and you sulk a bit. Feeling hurt a boy questioned your intelligence.

Going back to Nancy's room you all sit by her bed, waiting for any sign of help.

"You guys seeing this?!" Dustin yells out,

You lift your hand to trail the sparkles again, your heart pounds feeling the Hope you have. Dustin tells you that he's keeping it there but unplugging it. To try it then. As he does your heart slows a small wash of dread fills you as the light dies down. Hesitantly you put your hand forward. Writing a Hello

You hear a hello back as you all get excited.

"Stuck" you write slowly hearing their responses

"You cant get back through watergate!" Dustin says again

"What's a watergate..." You say retracting your hand

"Because its a gate in water.. " robin smiles at herself

"Oh thats cute" eddie nods slowly, you laugh at the kids names for everything.

Nancy and Steve think of a word to say, not stuck but Guarded. Nancy writes this word. More excitement flows out, as dustin explains there are more gates at every murder sight. Everyone seems confused. You lean back and think for a second. About how Peter might have died through Vecna...but how.

Dustin gets cocky and annoyed and both Steve and Eddie get mad too, saying he needs an ego check and his tone is never good either. You laugh slightly looking at the two Babysitter dads.

"How far is your trailer" nancy asks eddie looking at him, he answered with 7 miles. Robin points out how she's always had bikes so it could be easy.

You all go out and pick random bikes. You hadn't had one in years so you struggled for a minute. Eddie volunteered to help and for once you enjoyed. Once you got the hang of it you all traveled to the house. Passing by the Creel house ,apart of you wanted to go, like something was taking you.

As you all kept biking you finally made it to Eddies trailer, you slowly get off the bike and watch the four go inside. You watch as they walk in, you feel watched but don't say anything. As they walk inside you hear the clock once again, you freak out turning around. Feeling alone in the darkness around you,

"I see you've made it" you hear the familiar dark voice again

"Who are you!" You scream out circling around to see all angles.

"You dont wish to see me" the voice says, this time every turned you heard the voice in your ear.

You start to panic more but you couldn't walk, couldnt move

"Show yourself!!" You pick up a random rock and squash it into one of the vines. Watching it squirm and die you stand back up. Turning to see a familiar face. You stare at the man, taking a step forward and then stopping .

"What's wrong y/n you said you wanted to see.." Peter takes his own step forward giving you your own time.

"N-no you're not him this is a trick, you're tricking me" you slowly start to tear up. This time taking a step back, Peter slowly walks towards you,

"This is the truth please Y/N let me explain" As he walks forward he holds into your arms, you want to push away or tie cry, but it was peter, his voice his eyes and everything was peter.

"Please...let me explain" he slowly begins to hug you. Your eyes darting around trying to make sense of it all. You close them finally and embrace your old friend

"Explain Peter... Tell me the truth" you slowly pull away, peter still holds onto you.

Peter looks at you for a minute.

"I've missed you... I hope you know that" peter pulls his hand up wiping away your tears You smile lightly and hold onto him as well. Leaning into his hand, first the first time in years you felt comfort and safe even with the world around being infected with vines and darkness.

"Explain Peter" you move your hand up to cup his face, an angry expression shown

"I've made mistakes y/n... When we worked together there was so much you didn't know." He looked at you in a sincere way. Going to hold your hand

"Please forgive me y/n...please i didnt know this all would happen." you look at peter and nod slowly.

"My name isnt Peter...my name is Henry, Henry Creel-" as he says this you push him away. You start to question his words and every time he gets close you push or hold him away

"No... no you aren't telling the truth. You're a liar!!" You back your self into the trailer wondering where everyone was. Peter slowly walks to you again, he wasn't angry or upset st your reaction. As he slowly approached you he out one arm up to shield you.

"Please y/n i am telling the truth. When I was little I was weird, I was a freak, and my family knew it. So we moved to Hawkins, I hated it, nothing was different about this town from the other but You...you're different you were sweet and innocent you cared for everything and stood up to those who were rotten. But I was young and hated everything still, I realized I could make my own world with the power I had, I also realized my family wasn't as perfect as they pretended to be. And I made them see it as they did." You shake your head denying anything he says. He slowly lifts his other hand to stroke your cheek lightly.

"Y/n i was the reason that night happened. Virginia found out and was planning to send me away. I had to do something. When I was handling my father I overestimated myself and passed out. Only to wake up with a man who I wanted to escape right away. My name was erased and I was from then on Number One" your eyes widened as you go to push him away looking at him once more to see his face. How sad he looked

"I grew up wrong...I was experimented on and beaten. My blood was taken for the children you knew... And although I was hurt I grew up with them all. I cared for then but Papa..my papa Dr brenner lied to me. Said he was using them to understand to help but he was going to use then as weapons and do the same thing that they did to me to them.they changed the minds of twos and the rest but Eleven was just like me... She wanted freedom like me and she was powerful. If you were there that night I wouldn't trust myself to save you, I was so angry after seeing you hurt I was in rage after seeing the hatred they had for eleven. I tried to kill her after she refused to join me and I regretted it from that day on.. She sent me here where...." He squints slightly looking off to the side. You grab his face so he looks at you. The more you look in his eyes the more you're hurt, hurt he lied, hurt you couldn't reconnect when you worked st the lab and hurt her still kept going

"Why kill those Now...why would you hurt max!" You begin to tear up again remembering the girl who had lost her brother, the kind amazing girl.

"I have to. Its something you can understand, it is not just me in this world. There are things Stronger." You close his eyes at his words. Really thinking about what he's saying

"This isn't you..." You grab his face again. Feeling his skin and clothes. Running your fingers through his hair

"You're you I believe that. But you don't look like this" as you say this Henry looks at you, his Face turned to a worried manner. He puts his arms down, feeling sad and hurt

"You would not like me if...if you saw what happened" henry looks back at you ready to leave and let you free. From at least him.

"Henry... After all I've just heard and seen nothing can make you bad, you have Always been by my side even as a child. Even when we worked together. I will always be here for you" You hug henry, remembering his form as he once was

"Please show me...who you really are" you look up at at henry, him hugging you back.

"I can't you will ha-" before he could reject the idea more you pull his face in for a kiss, tears fall out as you finally get to do the one thing you never could. Henry kisses back and you feel his form change, the clothing you once felt to a cold burnt feeling, harsh edges and scard skin was the only thing felt. As you open your eyes you see the Monster behind the form, his eyes were still the same, as you pull away you slowly start to feel the skin

"Does it hurt" you ask in a quiet tone Henry hesitated before answering a small sometimes is said, before you could say anything else a red flare grows in the distance

Henry pulshes you away gently

"I have to go... please be safe and leave this place... please" the dark voice was back

You begin to cry again reaching out for your Old Friend

"Don't be a cry baby" he says

Before you could say anything else your back, or somewhat back, you were in the same place but it didnt feel as lonely, you turn to see the four, worried and standing by. As you keep looking around Henry is gone. Your tears already showing

"HENRY!!!" you start to scream. The small group runs towards you

"Wow for being like 40 you sure do cry like a lot" robin says bluntly. Steve and nancy looking at her annoyed trying to calm you down

"I'm 38..."you say slowly calming your breath

"Right right..yeah...sorry" robin laughs it off looking at eddie who was worried.

"We need to leave...right now" You push your way around the kids and go inside the trailer.

"What happened..." Nancy follows you showing her concern

".... I'll tell you when we are safe..." You get inside and look at the crack in the ceiling.

"Wait you can't just not tell us something if you saw anything.." Eddie looks at you confused and annoyed slightly afraid

You grab the boys shoulders and shake him

"WE NEED TO LEAVE!" you let him go and look at Steve

"Wheres dustin..." Right on time you hear a banging, as a stick is shoved through the ceiling, you all look up in Awe, as you see the kids all looking up at you, they laugh in happiness, all you want to do it get out.

The kids setup a mattress, the stains covering the thing

"Those stains are....I actually don't know what those are" eddie says embarrassed. Robin goes first, happily falling down, then eddie, and after you, as you fall into the mattress you feel relieved. The feeling of dread stopped as you were surrounded by warm colors and warmth in the hair. Max hugs you immediately as you hug back, moving off the mattress to hug the girl more

"Max...max you're going to be okay?! I will do anything to lift this curse and You Will Be Fine" you hold her face giving her one more hug as she hugged back a bit more confused.

Nancy was next but you see her frozen , steve screaming at her to wake up.

There it was again... That funny feeling.

An- AND CUT!! thats a wrap people I'll see you all July 1st when stranger things Season 4 part 2 comes out ;)

[chaos-caffeinated]

Intricacies of sex Chapter 6

A/N: I almost forgot to post it, and if it weren't for my friends teasing me about lying two of the worst depictions of Alan Rickman's character I wouldn't be here, so here you go!!

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Another day was passing in the Manor of Turpin, and Richard could not help but stare at the bed as he buttoned up his vest. He stared at the empty bed with hope and want in his eyes. You would soon be present with his arms wrapped around you. To see your naked body covered by his duvet, your delicate and soft skin covered by his markings while you marked on his own skin made by your sensual lips. He couldn't help but smirk lightly at the image, but another thought came to him as he heard a pair of feet: Johanna. What was he going to do with her, she was of age to find a suitor as well. He didn't want to think of that, right now he wanted to think what he could do to make his home yours too. Nothing was of yours as you weren't present yet, but now he wanted to think of you, remove some useless items and artifacts that he had no use for, only to be preoccupied by your items.

Wearing a golden-embroided vest with a dark grey vest and his brown leather tailcoat, he went to the kitchen to make his coffee.

He imagined you eating breakfast with him, or on the more easier days, a day of you just caring for him, knowing each other intimately as his focus would just be you and you only.

"Good Morning, Lord Turpin." Johanna greeted him at the table, eating her breakfast.

"Good Morning, Johanna." He reciprocated before sitting down, and beginning to eat his breakfast. This would be the first time in years that he hasn't attempted to force a small talk between them, but how when his thoughts were just engulfed by you.

It took him by surprised to hear Johanna ask a question.

"Hm? Pardon my rudeness, can you repeat that?"

"Of course, my lord. Is it true...that I would be granted a mother?" She asked curiously and he quirked an eyebrow, curious, "And do tell, who is the one that mentioned it?"

"The Beadle, my sir."

"Hm, well, yes. That is true, I shall wed in a few weeks, preparations are almost over."

"And she will be living here?" Her tone was getting happier and happier, as she was relieved that another woman would be living in the manor. He quickly noticed the change of her attitude and he responded, "What question is that, girl, of course she will be living here."

She smiled timidly and she nodded, but the smile was not unnoticed. Richard couldn't help but arch an eyebrow at her, curiously, and he asked, "Johanna, a few days ago there was a sailor in front of the manor, do you know him?"

Johana thought for a bit, and she shook her head, "All he did was wave his hand towards me, my lord. From what I remember, he walked off."

"So he had no intention to interact with you, just acknowledged your presence?"

She nodded in confirmation, "Yes, my lord."

Richard nodded before turning his hand up for her to continue her breakfast, he wouldn't interrupt her anymore.

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You on the other hand, you were so caught up in your thoughts that your mother would constantly call your name to get your attention. You apologized many times, but your thoughts were just consumed by him. What was with the sudden change? How can he be so perverted, yet so charming at the same time? How can he have the audacity to place his lips on the back of your hand as if you two experienced the most wonderful moment of your lives. He was irritating, perverted, disrespectful, and that smirk of his. How much you wanted to get rid of by any means, even if it meant kissing him-

"There she goes again, she's back to her wonders."

Your father chuckles, "She's either entranced by the recent travels, or she is developing the enamourous feeling for her future husband." He grinned and that caught you off guard. You felt your cheeks heat up  and you mildly glare at your father while you pulled your stitching-hoop closer to your lap, and just holding it in your hand brought a familiar memory. Johana, that's right, Johana! Was she to become your daughter after wedding with Judge Turpin?

You decied to ask, "Father, I do have a question. Say you were to wed, but you had a ward, how is that situation handled?"

Your father was confused from the question and he tried to answer with the best of his ability, "Well...if she's a ward, it would make sense that ward would also be appointed to you, but the decisions still fall under the guardian, why do you ask, (Y/N)?"

Crap, you knew Johana BEFORE you were meeting with Richard in the gardens, another tug at your heart was felt as you explained with practiced ease, "Richard told me he has a ward...I've never had experience with children before, and it will eventually be a will when I will conceive...I thought she would also be my daughter." You smiled lightly.

"He...didn't disclose that he had a ward..." Your father became suspicious already from hiding that part.

"Oh there wouldn't be a problem, father, she's also of age to be suited. He's...Don't tell him, but..."

And your parents leaned in as if they weren't in their own home to receive the news, but excited to be nosy.

"He's asked me to help with the masquerade ball to help Johana find her suitor, isn't that great?" You smiled.

"A masquerade ball? And he's asked you for help?" Your mother inquired and you nodded, "Yes...I'm sure you'd understand, she is like his daughter."

Your father was quiet, processing the information, "He took in a girl and raised her as his own, but why didn't he disclose that? I would've accepted that part of information like any other."

"Well, remember father, we are... unorthodox. Richard was probably pressured to keep it hidden since it would not be long before she finds her suitor?..." Including his perversion towards women, you internally wanted to hold off from rolling your eyes, and you watched your father consider that almost instantaneously, "That's a perfect point. Well, enough about that, what about you, sweetheart? Are you getting more excited? Just a few more weeks!" He grinned and you gave him a sympathizing smile, "Just a few weeks..." You forced a smile in agreement, but you were soul-crushing nervous.

So, the weeks before your special was supposed to be special, it felt nothing like it. You felt artificial on the one true day that happiness should have reigned. The way you returned Richard's kiss at the alter was chasted, you hadn't felt any regard for your newly perverted husband. You were constantly thinking about the agreement, about the blackmail, and it pressured you so much that by the end of the day, when you entered the manor for the first time in a month...you immediately asked where the bedroom was. Not to please Richard, as he had teased you in the moment, but you were so exhausted from the events, from the stress, and from pretending you were having fun. The teasing of Richard didn't stop, and you couldn't hold it in anymore. You felt yourself blink, but at the contact of your closed eyes, you didn't wake up.

[autumnalfallingleaves]

I just had a fun though - Hilda and Johanna are both sort of cryptids around Trollberg, but of the two, it's Johanna who's more mysterious.

Like. Hilda might go on wild adventures every three days, but they're Highly Visible and Public incidents with many witnesses each time. Her reputation quickly goes from "someone raised the dead! Spooky!" to "it's that fucking blue haired girl again!" She becomes a known quantity, and people get used to it.

Meanwhile Johanna works from home and doesn't go out much, so all people know is that: She raised Blue-Haired Girl out in the huldrawoods, she talks to thin air sometimes, she's weirdly calm about trolls, and she's not good at talking with humans.

What I'm saying is, there's totally rumors that she's some kind of forest spirit or something.

DSFKJLSDHFLKSDJ I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

Jo's a bit of a disaster in her own right, which you pointed out. And let's not forget that out of the two of them, Jo's the one who actually had social skills before she moved out into the Wilderness. She most likely forgot all of them while raising Hilda and that's just so funny, oh my god, like Jo, please, if you don't wanna look weird you have to not talk to your quite-real-but-also-quite-invisible elf friend around other people 😂

I love the idea that, no matter who you are or what you do, just... living out in the Wilderness gives you Quirky Traits and you become known as the chaos cryptid child's mysterious cryptid mom 🤣

And Jo's not out as much, so people don't get used to her as much!! alsdfkjsdlkhfdsk

[jaehyunspeachparty]

daddy jaehyun

iv.lxxix. (a) - the end? pt.1

You had spent a lot of time by the sea. Kiwoo and Geon also enjoyed their time here and you were able to relax as well. It brought you down and you could breathe easy. You got biscuits for the twins from the convinient store, which they both happily snacked. But at some point, your husband also noticed that you hadn't contacted him for a long time. "Y/N, are you okay?" he asked when he called you. "No...but it's okay now," you say, picking up another cookie to stuff into Kiwoo's mouth. "What happened?" he asked immediately worried. "Johanna happened..." You really don't want to talk about it and Jaehyun knew you needed time. "Okay...I missed you today," he then said quietly. You smile softly and were somehow relieved to hear that. "Me too you...How was the promotion?" you ask, although you actually didn't want to hear anything from Minu. "I just wanted to get away. There are only two weeks left," he said, and you were relieved that he hated it. Even if it wasn't a good thought on your part. "And six weeks to our girl." You look down at your big ball. The girl already felt pretty finished. "And then there's just us," he said softly, making you smile. "I love you Y/N..." he breathed softly into the phone. "I love you too Jaehyun." After you hang up, you pack up the cookies and put the kids in the stroller. "So my sweeties. Let's go home to Daddy, Miga and Sunoh." You smile and the kids join in with no problem. You put them in the car and buckle them up tight. You were grateful they were so easy. They only cried when they felt uncomfortable, but otherwise, they went along with everything. You could take them with you anywhere. You kiss the two and then get in the driver's seat to quickly text Jaehyun that you're driving home now. It shouldn't be a long journey. You turn on the radio, sing along to the songs, and hear your twins giggle. And for a moment you forgot what Johanna had said. You just feel love And the next moment you hear a loud noise and a bright light...

When you wake up you weren't at home. You weren't in Korea either. You are in your father's apartment in France. You stood up in surprise and looked around. The warm sun of the Côte d'Azur shone into the room and somehow it felt cozy. You go down the stairs and smell the warm croissants. Just like your father used to make them. And in this apartment, which was white and flooded with light, someone was in the kitchen. You go a few steps further and there you see him. He made coffee and cut up oranges. "Good Morning, did you sleep well?" It was your father! You couldn't believe it for a moment, but it was real. At least that's how it felt. "DAD!" You run up to him and hug him. He smelled like always and he felt like always. "My little one, what's the matter?" asked and laughed. "Dad, I missed you so much." You started crying and you feel like a little girl again who needs comfort from her daddy. "My little one, why are you crying." He took your face in his hands and wiped away your tears with his thumb. You look up at him with big eyes, but your father just smiled. "You were gone," you say softly, only sobbing more. "I've never been away," he said then, patting your head. "You just didn't see me. And come on, I made you some orange juice. You're not allowed to drink coffee." He pointed to your pregnant belly and you look down at yourself. "It's a girl, her name is Sofia," you say, sitting down on the barstool by the counter. "I'm sure she'll be as beautiful as you," he said, looking at you with a smile. Then he continued to prepare the food. "I already have a daughter. Her name is Miga and she is 7 years old. Then came my son Suhno. He is 3 years old and then I had twins Kiwoo and Geon. They are one year old." "You have a big family," he said, putting the plate down in front of you. "Yes, I'm so proud of them. The girl isn't planned, but Jaehyun and I are really looking forward to her." You smile and continue stroking your belly. You don't really feel Sofia, but it was all very weird anyway. That's why you didn't think much of it. "I'm glad you married Jaehyun. I liked him," he said, sitting down next to you. "You only saw him once." You roll your eyes and smile. "But I was always with you. In your heart..." Slowly, the conversation became more and more peculiar. "Dad, I want you to meet my children," you say and bite off the croissant. Your father looked at you, very familiar, and patted your hand. "I will, but hopefully not any time soon." You're not beginning to understand what happened here. "What's this? Dad, you're dead, aren't you?" Tears pooled inside you again and slowly you realize where you are. "Yes, I am." He looked at you seriously and you start to panic. "Am I too...?" Your father immediately shook his head. "No, not yet." "Not yet?" Your breathing became heavy and you didn't know what to think. "You're in the hospital, a car hit you..." Your father found it difficult to bring the news to you. "I was with the twins. What about them?" You couldn't realize what just happened. Tears rolled down your cheeks. "They're fine. They were rescued in a moment, but you..." Your father pressed his lips together, not knowing how to continue. "What happened to me?" As long as your kids are okay, it can't be that bad. "You were crushed. It was difficult to get you out of the car." Your father rubbed your back while you cried terribly. "What about Sofia?" You hold your belly and somehow hope to feel your baby. "I don't know..." Your father took you in his arms and stroked your back soothingly. You cry and cry and feel so lost. "Dad, what do I do now?" you ask him, all you want is to hold your kids and Jaehyun in your arms. "You have to decide that..." He looked at you seriously and you didn't know what to do. "I have to make a decision?" Your father nodded. "Between life and death?" He nodded again. But it's hard for you to process. You couldn't realize it all. "I'm so tired," you say, noticing how everything is getting heavier. "I know your body is doing a lot right now." Your father patted your head again like he used to

when you were a little girl. "What if I lose Sofia?" You look up at your father and stare at him with wide eyes. "Then she will also be in your heart and I'll take care of her." Your father smiled softly. "Would she be here if she were dead?" you ask him. "I don't know, I think so." Your father smiles and continues stroking you. "I'm afraid to go back." You look at your hands and don't know the answer. "I understand that..." Your father nodded and continued stroking you. "Sofia would be here alone." "But you don't even know if she's here..." Your father smiled and you weren't sure. "But I don't feel her." You reach for your belly and look at your father. But he only laughed. "There is no pain here. You don't feel anything here. Look..." Your father went into the kitchen and took a knife. He put it on his forearm and cut it all open. Although the wound bled for a moment, it healed back together in a few seconds. "But why does my heart hurt?" you then ask him. Your father came back to you and took your hand. "Because your soul is still alive. It's a different pain." You slowly understood. "I missed you Dad..." you say and stroke the back of his hand. "I missed you too, my little one..." And for a moment you just enjoy spending time with your father.

daddy jaehyun masterlist

[mrslittletall]

When I think about where my liking of whump started, I can trace it back to a specific book. I forgot the title of the book, but I had it when I was 12 or 13 years old? Anyway, the main character of this book, a girl named Johanna (maybe german translation, don't know), went through so much shit! She got physically abused by her foster mom. Then she escaped to a school. Her best friend died because of consumption (that was set in the 19th century I think). Then she made it out of the school and started to work as maid for different households. Got kicked out. Collapsed with a heavy cold. Got taken in by a rich nobleman. Fell in love with him. She had to leave for some reason and the rich nobleman nearly died in a fire while he was yearning for her. The whole book was one BIG whump fest and I really regret not having it anymore...

[blaithnne]

SADIE SADIE SADIE I HAVE AN IDEA

Imagine Lauren... but in the Mum swap au

Kaisa would know about her probably since she and Johanna were close friends but would she try and look for Lauren? What happens when Lauren comes back, and it threatens the life she’s had to build with Hilda?

(If you don’t know what Mum swap is please ignore my rambling, I just have a lot of brain rot today XD)

Soooo I was really hyped to get this ask because I LOVE mumswap, but then I forgot about it for ages LMAO. Anyways, Caleb and I talked about a few different ways Lauren could be incorporated into the AU, and we ended up with around three options I think, but in the end, we came up with this-

Lauren runs away at the same time as she does in her canon timeline - before Hilda is born, and before Johanna leaves Trollberg. So she was gone before the whole Johanna-gets-deathly-sick-and-Kaisa-steals-a-child thing, meaning she has no idea she even has a little sister. She leaves for similar reasons to her canon, which I won’t get into because they might conflict with the mumswap timeline (see this is what I meant in this post when I said Lauren is THIS close to breaking the timeline). Her time in the wilderness doesn’t change, as this doesn’t involve any mumswap characters, it’s when she comes home that the changes become more prevalent -

Lauren comes home and reunites with Johanna a while after Hilda and Kaisa come to Trollberg, but before any Johanna-is-Hilda’s-bio-mum reveals. The kids know The Librarian fairly well at this point, well enough to be reasonably surprised when a grown woman claiming to be her daughter shows up out of nowhere

But Johanna quells any of their worries - and she’s delighted to have Lauren back, and given everything she’s lost, she’s….a little protective (and very affectionate)

With all that in mind, Lauren becomes a familiar face around the library, and many other parts of Trollberg, as her endless hunt for a stable job leads her all around the city. She adores Hilda and the kids, and is always happy to help them out on their adventures.

In terms of how this effects Kaisa-

We thought it would be fun to go the comedic route with this

Lauren and Kaisa know eachother, which means in order for shit not to hit the fan, the two of them can’t meet. However unlike Johanna, Lauren is not confined to the Library, so they’re more likely to come in close contact. But by some insane coincidence, they keep just missing eachother

Hilda, doesn’t notice anything off about this, she has no reason to believe she’s connected to The librarian or her daughter. As for Kaisa…

Yeah there may be a slight communication issue there

Lauren, of course, isn’t sceptical either, why should she suspect anything from the cute little girl who frequents the Library? There’s nothing suspicious about any of this

Right?

As you’ve probably notice by this point, Lauren’s design changes for the mumswap au! This post is pretty long already so I won’t include it here, but I do have a full ref for her! And I’ve got at least one more doodle I’m working on for this AU…

You’ve probably already noticed this but for this ask and the upcoming ref, I incorporated aspects of @calebs-hangout-corner’s style! It was very fun to do, and I really like this style so I’ll probably steal some of this stuff permanently :))

Mumswap is one of my favourite AUs and it was really fun to develop Lauren for it! Thank you so much for the ask!!

[jlalafics]

things fictional couples do that make me lose my mind + writing prompts: n 14.

Hope you enjoy anon! This is totally unbeta’d as I have just finished it this morning! Happy Saturday!

14. when one of them has never had a proper birthday party for whatever reason, and their lover makes it their mission to give them the best day ever, followed by “you didn’t have to do all this for me. just being with you is enough.” “i know. but i thought you deserved?’’ and their lover smiles, a kiss is shared

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“I just never thought it was big deal.” Katniss picked at her plate of spaghetti. “To me, it’s just another day except I’m one year older.”

Peeta reached over, his hand covering hers from across their dining room table.

“That can’t be true,” he reasoned. “There must’ve been a time when you were actually excited about your birthday.”

Katniss sighed, looking at him warily before placing her fork down.

“Truth?” Peeta nodded and straightened himself so he could fully listen to her. “When I was seven, I decided I wanted to have a birthday party. So, my mom and I had invitations made and I handed them out during class. My parents decorated our apartment with streamers and a huge banner that my dad hand drew himself. We even got my favorite strawberry cake from a nearby bakery—a treat for us—since we didn’t have a lot of money.”

Peeta smiled, imagining a young Katniss, waiting excitedly for her party start.

“Then the day came…and no one showed up,” his girlfriend continued. “I waited for hours…until I fell asleep and my parents tucked me in bed. The next time I went to school, no one mentioned it. I cried all through lunch and finally, my teacher called my parents…it was a mess.”

“I’m so sorry.” Peeta stood and rounded the table, kneeling before her chair. “That’s horrible.”

“Later, I found out that some of the parents had an issue with bringing their kids to such a rough neighborhood,” Katniss told him. “I was a financial aid kid in a preparatory school. I didn’t belong and I learned that early. I also learned that birthdays are just another day and there is no need to make a big deal.”

“That is not true,” he declared. “And I’m going to prove it.”

Katniss looked to him suspiciously. “How?”

Peeta kissed the top of her head. “You’ll see.”

“Oh boy.” His girlfriend couldn’t help but grin. “That can’t be good.”

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May 8th

Katniss awoke slowly, her eyes adjusting to light filtering through the blinds in their bedroom.

“Peeta—”

She turned to find her boyfriend’s side of the bed empty, his pillow cool. It wasn’t unusual. They had been living together for six months and even though it was a weekend, Peeta still got up early to pick up breakfast or even do a quick jog while she slept in.

Getting up, Katniss went to their adjoining bathroom, going through her morning ablutions. Her eyes closed in on her reflection, looking to see if there were any differences now that she was a full-fledge twenty-five-year-old.

Other than the slight line between her eyes—she glared way too much, according to her best friend, Johanna—Katniss found nothing different.

“Sweetheart, you awake?” Peeta called out from the living room. “Breakfast is ready!”

She smiled to herself, hearing the endearment. They had been together for a year, meeting at her friend Gale’s birthday party. Madge, Gale’s girlfriend, had invited her cousin to the party and that cousin was the man currently calling for her to join him for breakfast.

Was it love at first sight?

Perhaps.

Her breath might’ve caught slightly when Peeta had walked into the room. She had also briefly wondered if her outfit smelled like the coffee shop she was working at as Madge made the rounds to introduce Peeta to everyone.

As their eyes met during Madge’s introduction, Katniss knew that this man would change her life.

By the time they shook hands, she was a goner.

“Coming,” Katniss called out as she headed out and towards the living room. “I hope that you have coffee ready—” She froze, stopping at the archway leading into the front rooms. “What is this?”

Their living room was decorated in purple and yellow streamers connected by unicorns. Matching balloons floated on their ceiling while right above their couch was a weathered banner with ‘Happy Birthday Katniss!’ written on it.

“Happy birthday, love.” Peeta smiled tenderly at her, giving her a kiss, before placing a tiara with ‘Birthday Girl’ written in rhinestones atop her head. “Pancakes or waffles?”

“How did you know how my birthday party was decorated?” she cried out and her eyes widened at the banner. “And is that the actual banner that my dad made?”

Peeta guided her to their dining table. “I called your parents, and your mom sent a picture along with the banner. They kept it with all your other belongings.” He pulled out her chair and help his stunned girlfriend to her seat before pouring a cup of coffee, putting in a splash of milk and a spoonful of sugar—just how she liked it. “Also, she invited us for 4th of July at their place.”

“You called my parents?” she asked in surprise. “They haven’t even met you yet.”

“I went by Gale and Madge’s so I could Zoom them and introduce myself,” he explained. “Your mother looks really young for someone who has a grown daughter.”

“Why did you do this?” she asked, still in shock.

“Because you need a birthday do-over,” Peeta told her simply as he forked waffles onto her empty plate. “Eat up. We need to get going.”

She had already stuffed a waffle in her mouth.

“Where?”

++++++

“I thought you and I could try something new,” Peeta said as they walked through the park. “Your Dad mentioned that you used to do this together.”

“Why can’t I remember what it was?” Katniss said as he led her down a side road. “We did do a lot of things together…” He guided her into a gated enclosure, closing it behind them. “What is this? Are we about to run around here?”

“Nope.” Peeta walked over to a nearby tree—and pulled out an archery target. He came back with a bow and quiver of arrows. “We—or more appropriately, you—are going to shoot.”

“I haven’t done this in ages!” Katniss replied. However, her hands were already itching to get the bow. “This was something me and Dad used to do every weekend in the backyard.”

“But you had fun, right?” her boyfriend reasoned. “Birthdays are all about fun!”

Katniss chuckled at his exuberance thinking how adorably handsome he was.

And how hot that made her.

She took off her jean jacket, tossing it to the ground.

“Give me that bow.”

Peeta handed it over easily along with the quiver, watching as Katniss strapped the container to her back. He admired the strong line of her back as she walked away from the target and wondered for the millionth time how he even got a woman like her.

The moment Peeta saw Katniss at Gale’s party, he was a goner.

Peeta could barely get a word out as they shook hands, his eyes square on the beautiful woman before him. However, it wasn’t just her dark hair and smoky almond eyes that had him shook. There was a confidence in her that made her stand out like no other person in the room.

He was intimidated but also enamored.

Even now, Peeta was shocked that he even had the guts to ask her out on a date.

However, he thanked his lucky stars that he did and that Katniss accepted.

Katniss pulled back the string of the bow, hand firm on the grip before she released it with an exhale.

She grinned seeing that she managed to hit the bullseye.

“Thank you,” she breathed out. “I forgot how much I loved this.”

“Anything to see that smile on your face,” he told her.

“Get over here,” she called out.

“What?”

“You didn’t think that you were just going to watch me, right?” Katniss put a hand to her hip, her stare expectant. “You have to shoot at least once.”

Peeta shook his head as he joined her. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“Then, I’ll teach you.” She cocked her head at him playfully. “Come on.”

Katniss handed him the bow before removing the quiver and placing it on the ground.

“You’re going to hold here—” She held the bow, hand in the middle. “—this is the grip. The head of the arrow is positioned in the middle of it. You’ll line it up from head to the end of the arrow—the nock. Then you aim, pull back, and shoot. Easy, right?”

“Not even close to easy,” Peeta pointed out.

“I’ll help you.” Katniss reached for an arrow, helping him line it up to the nocking point. She moved behind Peeta, her hand moving over his to where he held the string, pressing her front against the line of his back. He smelled of juniper and she breathed him in. “Now, aim as you breathe in and pull the string back. Now exhale and let go.”

Peeta shivered at her words. However, he held firm, listening to her instructions.

“Breathe in—” He pulled the string back, her hand guiding him, his eyes on the target. “—and exhale.”

Peeta let go, his eyes shutting as he did.

It was silent, the only sound being the twittering of nearby birds.

“Well, fuck that!” He opened his eyes to find Katniss at the target. “You are closer than I am!”

Peeta joined her, examining his work, before beaming at his girlfriend.

“What do you think?” she asked, breathless at the sight of him.

He dropped the bow, gathering her in his arms.

“I think that—” His mouth brushed against hers. “—I need to have you right now.”

Katniss shook at his words. “Now?”

“Yes.” Peeta was already lowering her onto the grass, his lips traveling along the opening of her top. “Now.”

++++++

By late afternoon, they managed to make it to their next destination.

“I still have bits of grass in my hair,” Katniss said as Peeta parked their car.

“But do you regret it?” he asked her, his gaze sated.

She shook her head. “Not one bit.”

They both got out of the car, making sure their clothing was fixed and in place before Katniss looked up at their newest destination.

“Our first date.” Peeta wrapped his arms around her waist as they gazed up at the neon sign: Greasy Sae’s. “I had prepared myself to take you on a fancy date.”

“Instead, you got a girl who loves a greasy spoon,” Katniss replied. “I’m starving, let’s go—”

“Before we go in...”

Peeta cupped her face in his hands before kissing her fully.

Katniss fell against him, her palm to his chest to steady herself. She could already her knees getting weak; it happened the first time they kiss and a year later, it continued.

She knew then that he was the one.

“…I just wanted to get one more in.”

“What do you mean?” Katniss asked as they headed towards the entrance. Peeta pulled the door handle, ignoring her question and her glare. “Peeta Mellark—”

“SURPRISE!”

She gasped, her eyes moving over the crowd of people—just about every person that she and Peeta knew—before settling on the three in front of her.

“Mom? Dad? Prim?”

Her parents dove in first, both pulling her into their embrace.

“Happy birthday, baby,” her mom said, kissing her cheek.

“Growing more beautiful every year,” her dad added gruffly.

They pulled apart so Prim could jump into her arms.

“Happy birthday, sis!” Her younger sister held her tightly. “I’m really glad I get to spend today with you.”

Katniss stared in shock. “How did you even get here?”

“Peeta,” Prim informed her. Katniss looked over to her boyfriend who was chatting with Gale, Madge, and Johanna. “He flew me, Mom, and Dad in. It was all arranged last week.”

“He is unbelievable,” she said dazedly.

“Peeta is crazy into with you,” her sister declared softly. “I wouldn’t mind having him as a brother, you know.”

Katniss grinned as her eyes met Peeta’s. “I know.” He smiled; eyes soft at the sight of her. “One day.”

++++++

“First off, thank you for all coming,” Peeta said, as he stood in the seat of the booth.

His eyes looked over the crowd for people all grinning up at him. Katniss’ parents stood to one side along with his own parents, who come into the city to attend the party and meet her parents. It seemed like the quartet were getting along, agreeing to brunch together the next morning. Prim was at a table with Gale, Madge, and Thresh, his co-worker at the office. The man was obviously into Katniss’ golden-haired sister.

Johanna, Katniss’ best friend, was also in attendance. She sat with Annie, who was Johanna’s cousin, and Finnick, her husband. Katniss along with the two women often went on girls’ nights while he and Finnick would hang out at the apartment playing video games or watching a movie.

Peeta realized that he and Katniss lived a full life together.

“Just make babies already!” Johanna called out, a wide grin on her sharp face.

“Also, I just wanted to say that we wouldn’t be here—eating diner food and drinking milkshakes—if this amazing, beautiful woman sitting before me wasn’t born,” Peeta continued, his eyes looking to Katniss, who shone brightly before him.

“But not before putting a ring on it!” Annie added, before toasting her milkshake glass against her cousin’s.

Peeta’s complexion reddened at their words though he couldn’t help but wink back at the women.

“Anyway, before Katniss goes running for the hills, I just wanted to toast to my beautiful girlfriend.” Their eyes met. “Thank you for being born and for making my life nothing short of spectacular.” He raised his soda glass. “To Katniss!”

The crowd echoed his sentiment: “To Katniss!”

Peeta stepped down and went to his girlfriend, holding out his hand.

“Dance with me?”

Katniss stood. “There’s no music.”

“Tonight you're mine completely…”

“You were saying?”

They went a clearing in the middle, Peeta wrapping an arm around her as her arms circled his neck.

Katniss grinned. “I can’t believe that you remember the song—”

“The song that played the first time we kissed?” Peeta pulled her in closer. He placed a soft kiss on her neck. “Of course, I remember. I remember every single moment since we’ve met.”

“I can’t believe you did all this for me,” his girlfriend replied, her grey eyes shining. “You didn’t have to do all this for me. Just being with you is enough.”

“I know, but I thought you deserved to have a birthday that gave you good memories,” he told her. “This is the birthday that we’re going to remember. The one that we’ll look back on when we’re old and grey. The one that we tell our children about.”

Peeta dared to look into her eyes. They had never discussed their future; he could only hope that’s where they were heading.

Katniss was grinning, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“The one we tell our children?” She nodded. “I like the sound of that.”

Then, their lips met and there was nothing else but their dance and the sound of The Shirelles from the nearby jukebox.

“I'd like to know that your love

Is love I can be sure of

So tell me now and I won't ask again

Will you still love me tomorrow…”

++++++

Katniss’ mouth ran along the line of Peeta’s neck as she slammed him against the surface of their front door. Her hands ran along the hem of his shirt, moving underneath to feel his bare skin.

“Baby…” Peeta groaned, his knees almost caving at the rush of pleasure hit him. He shakily reached for his keys, attempting to unlock the door. Katniss wrapped her arms around him, breasts pressed against his back, and her hands already unbuttoning his jeans. “…oh fuck…”

He turned the knob and they fell into their apartment in a rush of limbs.

“I made a strawberry cake…” Peeta pushed off her jean jacket, his mouth pressing to hers. “…just like the one you had for your birthday.”

“That’s so sweet—” Katniss yanked her dress over her head. “—let’s have it after I thank you for the best birthday ever.”

“The cake can wait.” He scooped her up and her arms wrapped his neck as she kissed up to his ear. “This cannot.”

A platinum diamond ring sat in the drawer of his side table.

He guessed that would have to wait for after as well.

FIN.

Music: “Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow”-The Shirelles

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@playboths sent: ❝ you look exhausted. ❞

sometimes she stares out the window just to admire the lack of a view. one of the kindest gifts art has given her was having that horrible house torn to the ground. east egg can't possibly miss it. if they do, she doesn't care. any reluctance she had about moving back to new york dissolved when art gave her the news. it's been seven months, yet she can't stop smiling to herself about it. they really have left it all behind. as well as they can, at least. they're making a beautiful family of their own.

johanna hums at her husband's observation, turning to see him better. ❝ well, we have three little girls. the best girls, but chasing them around all day in my condition tends to be exhausting. with the new phase canary is going through . . . it's a wonder any of us are able to get anything done. she wants to get into everything. i have to make sure she doesn't stumble into the fireplace! ❞ when they were expecting canary, she often found herself surprised at how gentle and loving art was with her. the judge was far from kind. she faces him and kisses him on the cheek. ❝ i suppose i somehow forgot how tiring the whole process is. ❞ head tilts to the side. ❝ you look tired too, art. ❞