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lixzey · 6 months

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Letters

info: mentions of blood, car accident, foster home, and death

The Eleventh Letter

Timothée Chalamet is one of the most loved actors in the world. He had girls all over the world who love him. But there's one girl, the most special in his eyes. Not that he's biased—or maybe he is, but Y/N made him feel things no other girl ever had. Timothée had dated his fair share of women: Madonna's daughter: Lourdes, Johnny Depp's daughter: Lily-Rose, hell he even dated Kylie Jenner. But none of them compare to Y/N L/N.

Yes, she was hurting—he couldn't deny that she was broken but Timothée hoped that she was alright and still breathing the same air as him. He wanted to help her or whatever it was she wanted. He didn't understand it, she was just another fan in the eyes of everyone else. Yet, here he was flying half across the continent to find her even if he had no clue whether she was at the address his Private Investigator found or not. It was a huge leap of faith, but he didn't mind. He needed to find her, he needed to let her know that he was listening, he needed to be there for her during her battles. But, what would happen when he finally sees her? Would she be happy?

Would he be devastated? Timothée looked at her picture again. Her beautiful smile, he could've sworn her laugh could light up the whole room. He wanted to run his fingers through her long hair—which made him feel like a creep for wanting to do that to a girl who he'll meet for the very first time. He wondered what it would feel like to have her in his arms. Y/N looked delicate like a flower—and if he'd wrap her in his arms, she would break. But deep down, Timothée knew that wasn't the case. Y/N was strong and brave, like a soldier going into war. Though, he still wanted to comfort her and tell her that everything would be alright and soon daylight will come.

Timothée closed his wallet and put it back in his pocket. He then reached for the eight unopened letters in his carry on backpack. He took the eleventh letter from the stack, and put the rest back. Timothée gently ripped open the envelope, it was dated August 5th, 2023.

Dear Timothée,

Can you keep a secret?

I want to tell you everything. I want to tell you everything so badly, I want you to understand who I am, who I was, and who I'm going to be.

Well, here it goes. I hope you don't 'betray' me. Who am I kidding? Anyways….

I was ten. I was ten fucking years old when life decided to fuck me up. My parents died in a car accident. I was in that accident, unfortunately, I survived. My mother used her body as a shield to protect me. I was crying loud because I was scared—what kid wouldn't be scared? My mother was bleeding, my father was unconscious, and still my mother was whispering softly in my ear that everything was going to be okay. Everything else was a blur, that's all that I remembered. The next thing I knew, I woke up in the hospital—alone and confused.

I always ask myself, “Why did it have to be me?” I used to be this happy kid, with a happy family. And now? I'm this broken girl who doesn't know what else to do with her life.

You might as now call me The Girl Who Lived. Yeah, yeah, I know I quoted Harry Potter.

My parents couldn't have any children. My mother had been told that it was nearly impossible for her to bear a child, but then after years of trying, I was born.

I was a miracle, their little miracle. I was almost named Miracle, you know. My parents said I brought light into their lives. I made everything in their lives brighter and full of meaning. I was the gift they waited so long for.

My life was full of love and happiness. I grew up seeing my parents be in love. I always wanted to fall in love like how my parents did, as a kid I thought of their love story as something that came out of a fairytale book. It's kinda cliché, but I loved it. They started out in college as pen pals, it was random really, because my father wasn't supposed to get my mother's letters because they were for someone else, who had the same name as my father. They exchanged letters without my mother knowing that the one who's replying to her letters wasn't the one she really intended. But they fell in love. Yeah, my mom did get mad at my dad for lying, but dad was persistent. He apologized every day for that until they graduated college. After college, they met again at a café where mom worked. Sparks flew, and after two years they got married. After six years, they had me. Ten years later, they died.

I wish I had died in that accident too. I wouldn't have spent the past eleven years in complete misery. Two days after my parents' funeral, I was sent to a foster home, until my aunt from my father's side could pick me up.

The day my aunt picked me up, my life became hell.

I can't write anymore Tim, fuck. I'm sorry, I just can't write anymore—tears are clouding my vision. I'll tell you more in my next letter, I promise.

All my love,

Y/N, The Girl Who Should've Died.

p.s: sorry for the tear stains.

Timothée stared at the tear stains at the end of the paper—he could feel her pain just by looking at how much her tears stained the paper. He let out a shaky breath, before tucking the letter back in its envelope. He then looked at the remaining seven letters, waiting to be read. Timothée wanted to just teleport to where this girl was, if she was okay or not—he really wanted to hug her tight. This girl, Y/N, went through so much at a young age. He thought about what could possibly have happened when she started to live with her aunt. He assumed that her aunt mistreated her, and he felt a surge of anger course through his veins. How could someone hurt a child who had lost her parents? He wanted to hurt them, hell he wanted to punch someone right then and there on the plane. He was fuming, he was having trouble calming down. If he didn't he'd get arrested, and that won't be good. Timothée took a deep breath and opened his wallet again. The sight of Y/N's smile calmed him down.

“Y/N, oh Y/N. Why do you make me feel like this?” Timothée muttered, the pad of his thumb caressing the photo as if he was trying to wipe her tears away. Timothée wanted nothing more than to be there for her right now. Before Y/N's letters, he was a normal guy—a normal actor, technically—but Y/N made him travel across the country just to find her, or even get a glimpse of her. There was something, and that something was pulling him in deep—deeper than he had ever been before.

Who would've thought that Timothée Chalamet would fall in love with a girl who wrote him letters?

@helens3amstuff @gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @lovemelikecrazyiloveyoucrazy @bobthe-turmpetman29

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whovianderson · 7 months

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Sex Education season 4 thoughts

The good

Aimee’s journey. As I’ve discussed online no end, I have complex PTSD. While I was never sexually assaulted like Aimee was, her avoidant trauma responses were very relatable to me. To see her taking the power back this season, especially when the burned the jeans she was assaulted in and did the photoshoot with them, made me feel a bit less alone as I try and heal. I cried my eyes out, so much so that I had to take a break from watching to collect myself!

“Even when I’m doing something I love… it feels like I’m still wearing them, like it never goes away”

Cal’s story as a non-binary person is very different to mine (and for the record, that doesn’t make either of us any less valid, because there is no singular way to be non-binary). Nonetheless, hearing someone I love as much as I do Gillian Anderson affirm our shared gender nonconformity meant the world. I’m sick of facing transphobia from society, but especially from people that I once considered idols. So knowing that Gillian embraced a role where her character supports trans youth healed something within me. It’s not the first time she’s showed up for our community though - she always makes a point to include non-binary people, for example in her Dear Gillian announcement video. I don’t mean to undermine the real hero of the story here: Dua Saleh, the actor who played Cal - it’s just that I had already formed such a deep connection with Gillian, so it hit me doubly hard from her.

The funeral scene. Just… the funeral scene. I really lost it when Mr Hendricks played With Or Without You on the piano and everyone else joined in.

Other people have spoken about this better, so I won’t get into it as much, but by god, the representation. One example that really struck me was the sex scene between Abbi and Roman at the end, where she said “I love being inside you”. It wasn’t a big deal, their transness was completely normalised.

This might be an unpopular opinion, but I loved the Motis ending! Maeve made the right choice going back to America, and long distance relationships are really hard when you have no plans to reunite, so I get why they called it off. Also, relationships at that age don’t usually last, as much as I hate to say it, and yet via Maeve’s letter, the show managed to honour that they can still shape one’s life and be really important.

The bad

If it wasn’t clear, I’m a Jean Milburn stan first and a human second. Unfortunately, I was disappointed in how they handled her storyline this season. Firstly, I’m tired of every single female character on television having an arc that culminates in motherhood. Not knowing who the father was felt like bad writing for Jean specifically, like very out of character, because she’s a sex therapist, so she’s all about safe sex and communication around those things. By no means am I suggesting that they should’ve kept Jakob as a character (if you don’t already know, his actor sexually assaulted hundreds of women which, by the way, was public knowledge before he was ever cast), but they could’ve come up with a better workaround. Maybe I’m biased because Jean is a comfort character of mine, but I wasn’t very pleased with the fact that they didn’t allow her to be happy for a single second this season either! That being said, I do think it’s important that we don’t gloss over the postpartum depression representation here, which could mean so much to so many. I wish they’d brought Maureen in to help Jean though, because their relationship was so special and yet we didn’t see them interact onscreen once this season.

I haven’t heard anyone else mention this, but I was disappointed with how they handled sapphic relationships this season. Not only were Ola and Lily erased entirely, but the writers fucked up the storyline for the only established sapphic couple remaining (Roz and Sofia Marchetti). Like, why was the Big Plot Twist™️ that there was, in fact, a man intimately involved with their family? Our lives don’t have to revolve around men, you know? The show didn’t explicitly acknowledge the fact that genetics to not make a family in my opinion either, because Roz and Sofia’s conversation with Jackson was just about how his biological father was missing out on raising him.

The… mixed? Idk!

I deserve to be sent to horny jail for this, but Jean breastfeeding initially drove me insane. I quickly changed my tune though, because breasts are not inherently sexual and breastfeeding shouldn’t be sexualised, so it makes me feel a bit icky to see people thirsting over that.

I’m not sure how I felt about the development of Adam and Michael’s relationship. On one hand, I thought it was beautiful to see them both grow and reconnect. On the other hand, I was slightly concerned that it was veering into “you have to forgive your abuser” territory. I don’t have parental trauma, so I don’t have the authority to comment, but I’d be interested to hear other people’s perspectives.

I really appreciate how they tried to explore toxic relationships with the introduction of Beau as Viv’s love interest. However, I don’t feel that it was given the weight it deserved, because there was so much else going on.

In summary

I’m not disappointed with how this season turned out overall. Although it definitely wasn’t perfect, I thoroughly enjoyed watching it, and it made me very happy. I do recommend checking trigger warnings before watching it though, because it is a lot darker than previous seasons.

I’d missed this show and these characters more than I’d realised, and I can’t believe I’ll never see them again. It was really hard to say goodbye!

#yes I binged all of season 4 in one day but I was too lazy to post about it until now. love that for me #miscellaneous thoughts:#gillian anderson is a phenomenal actor jsyk #this season is confirmation that ncuti is gonna be an amazing doctor #I may be becoming a hannah waddingham stan what of it #also this is personal so feel free to skip #but I’m so so proud of myself #because this season would have been too triggering for me to watch not long ago #but I’m ✨healing✨ now #sex ed season 4 #sex ed s4 #sex education season 4 #sex education s4 #sex ed spoilers #sex education spoilers #sex education netflix #sex ed netflix

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1heavy-heart · 10 months

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Hey can u write something about pedri taking reader to meet his parents and she's really respectful and sweet and successful and treats him well and his parents are suprised bc usually the girls he fools around with arent like that

Hi, thank you for your order, sorry for the delay, hope you like it!

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗇 - Pedri Gonzalez 👫

pov: Pedri takes you to meet his parents and they are amazed at his unique personality

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Pedri POV

It's been 4 months since me and y/n have been dating, it's still not official because we decided to wait a little longer to officially be boyfriend and girlfriend. A few days ago I made a decision, I wanted to take her to meet my parents and today we are going to my parents' house so that they can meet her. To be honest, I'm anxious, it's been a while since I took a girl for my parents to meet, also because my last experiences were bad and they also told me that I went out with very superficial girls and interested more in my fame than in me.

-Wow Pedri, where your parents live seems like a great place to live. - y/n said marveling at the landscapes of Tegueste.

-It is a very good place, yes, I loved living here when I was a child.

We arrived at my parents' house and as soon as we got out of the car, my parents and my brother Fernando were there to greet us, my nervousness only increased, I really wanted them to like her, because I love her so much.

-Hi mom, hi dad - I say warmly and hug them both

-I missed you mi niño! It took so long to come this time - my mother said.

-A lot of work, mom, you know.. - I said and then I hugged Fer.

-And this must be the beautiful girl you spoke so much about my son? - said my mother.

-yes of course. Mom, Dad, I want you to meet y/n.

-It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Pedri spoke a lot about you and I was anxious to come here.

My parents and Fer finished greeting her, we all went inside and me and y/n took our bags to the room we were going to stay, after packing our things it was almost dinner time and my parents wanted to make a special dinner, we went down and I went to help my dad while y/n said he was going to help my mom in the kitchen.

y/n POV

I went to the kitchen to offer to help Pedri's mother with dinner, after all I liked to help.

-Hi, do you need help?

-Hi dear, please call me Rosy, so I feel younger, and don't worry, everything is under control. - she said and laugh

-It's okay Rosy, but I insist on helping you with something!

-Ok then help me with the salad dear. - she smiled

I helped his mother to prepare the salads, soon after we all went to dinner, the family remembered several things from the boys' childhood and they laughed, telling me the biggest antics of Pedri when I was a child, I laughed and had fun, because it was every funny story that It reminded me of myself as a child.

-I admit that when I was little I also did things like that - I say laughing

-serious? I understand why you and Pedrito get along so well - said Fer

-I think that must be why. - I say agreeing and smile at Pedri.

Right after dinner I help clear the dishes from the table, even though Rosy insists she'll do it herself.

-your food is wonderful, Rosy, thanks for dinner

-thank you y/n, you are so polite, I see that my son chose a good girl and I am very happy about that!

-thanks for the compliment, I confess I was a little nervous to meet you - I say and she looks at me and smiles slightly.

-imagine, dear, why be nervous?

-I really wanted to show you that I really like your son, he is very special.

-I noticed that from the moment you arrived and the way Pedri spoke about you on the phone, it always seemed genuine.

-I am glad to hear that. - I smile at her and she smiles back.

We finished the dishes and I went to bed because I was very tired from the trip.

Pedri POV

y/n went to bed and I stayed a while longer with my parents in the living room, suddenly my mother says:

-Pedrito, I'm simply surprised with your new girlfriend, she's so polite and doesn't have frills like the previous one.

-y/n is different, I told you. - I smile

-She really is, this time you chose a good girl son! - said my father.

-thanks Dad! I figured they would like her, y/n comes from a family like us, she didn't grow up among the elite so she's more humble and kind

-that's good, a sign that she knows how to value achievements. - said my mother

-It's true, because the last girl you brought didn't even value your work, my son - said my father.

-yes, dad, this time I took the big luck! - I say and smile, thinking about the amazing girl that was part of my life now.

#pedri gonzalez #pedri x reader #pedri/gavi #pedri gonzalez imagine #pedri

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artificialcorby · 6 months

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Beware, spoilery content for MW3

I'm sitting at the counter of my kitchen, crying into my thoroughly weighed high protein / high carb (and low flavour) lunch bowl. And no, that's not the reason I'm crying.

Ever since I turned on my (back then) PS3 and started up this new first person shooter game called Modern Warfare, I felt a deep connection with this then mute character.

I was the F.N.G. The fucking new guy.

Long before I had the words (I only came out in 2019) I knew: That's me. That guy is more like me than any other protagonist I've ever played. Not much was known about Soap back then. And not much was known about me, the real me, either.

Fast forward to 2022. I am myself. More than I've ever been. And the ratings for the upcoming new MW2 are through the roof. I remember how much I loved the old games. I haven't played CoD in a while because the newer games weren't really for me anymore. Also life got in the way and you know how things are sometimes.

To kill some time until the release of MW2, I got a copy of the new MW (which totally went under my radar, because I was busy fighting therapists, health insurance, government agencies etc., not to mention the whole coming out) and was so happy when I saw a familiar face in the post credit scene: Soap.

I started to worry if the game would live up to the hype. But not only did it feel exactly like it felt back then. It felt even better. Mainly - for me - because it felt like picking up a part of myself I thought I'd lost. It felt like reclaiming a part of me that didn't quite feel like me back then (I suppose that doesn't make much sense to anyone but me).

Playing again as Soap reminded me of how far I've come. It was like reaching out to that younger person I was back in 2007, saying "see? this is who you're supposed to be. we made it".

Recently I've started to roleplay again. Spinning stories with other people, writing from the point of view of their favorite character. Writing as Soap, I want to make people happy. Because he is the ray of sunshine we all need.

And with the ending of the new MW3 we need it even more.

The point I'm trying to make is: I don't think people can ever overestimate how much fictional characters can mean to people. Sometimes they help us through tough phases of our lives, like a close friend. Sometimes they point out a strength in us we didn't know we had. And when they're gone, they leave a hole.

I now have to continue my way without Soap once again. Even though he will live on in the fandom. I'll still be roleplaying, writing stories, maybe putting together a proper cosplay.

In the past months, Soap brought me on a better path. I've started to workout again and to better take care of myself. Because life is now. I've even started to learn Gaelic just for the sake of it. Because I love languages.

I've always wanted to visit Scotland ever since I made my own money. Never did, sadly. Maybe that's something I'll do in the near future, too. Thanks to Soap.

That and getting a very funny tattoo to honour the memory, which I might reveal once I got it.

Of course my thanks go out to all the people who worked at the game. But a special thanks also goes to Neil, who brought our dear Soap to life. Who gave him a personality he didn't have back in 2007.

And who encouraged people to express their love for this character by sharing their work on his channel. Who even humoured us when it comes to the idea of a "less professional" relationship between Ghost and Soap.

Neil, you will never know how much this meant to us. You'll always be our Soap.

#ghostsoap #soapghost #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #simon riley #call of duty #ghoap #john mactavish #modern warfare 2 #cod #modern warfare 3

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roosterscockpit · 1 year

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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 33

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Hi, babes! I am back!

In the last part, the squad all pitched in to buy some stuff to give daddy Brad’s house a “kiddie makeover.” I am so excited to see how Leia will react to her new toys! I hope you are all enjoying the story! I love you all so much! 💕 Happy reading and enjoy! ❤️

A/n: Leia gets picked up in style from school today. Bradley and the dagger squad take a couple of breaths away 😉 Leia struggles with the alphabet, but learns it in a very unique special way with help from her aunties and uncles! ❤️

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: cursing, taking breaths away, small bickering, but cuteness/love overload! 🥰

Please don't take my work, I will find you.

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Bradley’s POV

The squad helped set up all of the toys they had all got for Leia. Payback and Fanboy put the princess tent together and Phoenix, Hangman, and Coyote were putting up the pool in the backyard. Bob was inside with me trying to sort out the toys and helped me create a little play corner for Leia.

Bob pulled out the lightsaber, “Oh! Rooster, tell little Vapor that this is from me!” He turned it on and pointed it at me.

“Is that Darth Vader’s lightsaber?” I looked around at the glowing red blade. “How the hell did you get this thing?” My eyes were wide as he held it put in front of me.

“Well when we met little vapor, I saw she was for Star Wars. She always carried around her BB-8 and R2-D2 toys. I also figured since her name is Leia, She would be quite fond of a lightsaber.” Bob examined the Saber in his hand. “You want to have a go before she gets home to play with it?”

I nodded slowly and took the saber from Bob’s hands, “Holy shit. I might just have to have this for myself, man.” I swung it around a few times. “HOLY SHIT! It makes noises too?”

Bob nodded his head and clapped, “Yea, Rooster it does!” He laughed as I was swinging it around.

“How much was this thing, Bob? This is way cool.” I turned off the blade and held it in my hands rotating it to see all the details.

He pressed his lips into a narrow line and shook his head, “Nothing. Don’t worry about it. Little Vapor has no price tag.” He patted me on the back.

My eyes were wide when he walked away. I put the saber back into its case and placed it in Leia’s corner. Bob and I joined Hangman, Coyote, and Phoenix in the backyard to help with the pool. They were already starting to fill it with the hose.

“You guys, this is all really way too much.” I put my hands on my hips as I looked around at the squad setting stuff up for Leia.

Hangman came and threw his arms around my shoulders and leaned up against me, “Rooster, dear. Our little honey is not only your daughter, she is all of ours daughter now. So you will have to share.” He patted my chest. “When is our girl coming home?”

I looked at my watch, It is currently 1:30 PM. “30 minutes.” I smirked and looked up at all of them, “We should pick her up in style.”

Phoenix looked at me with a devious look. She already knew what I had in mind. “Say less, Bradshaw. Everyone jam pack into my car. We have to go back to the barracks to change.”

I looked at her and laughed. “You so get me, Nix.”

All the guys made their way to Phoenix’s car. She patted them all on the back as they made their way out my front door. “We will be back in exactly 20 minutes, Bradshaw. Be ready in your flight suit. Vapor girl is going to get her honorary pick up by all her favorite naval aviators today.” She patted me on the chest and ran out to her car. I waved to all of them as she pulled out of my driveway.

I headed upstairs and threw on my flight suit and boots. I made my way back downstairs to put on my watch and aviators. I still had 10 minutes to spare. So I went into the bathroom downstairs and took pictures to send you. I sent you one of me making duck lips and a peace sign. Under it, I wrote, “We are all picking up Vapor from school today in style.” I sent it.

I went out to the front room by the front door and waited for the squad to arrive. After some time they finally showed up. All of them emerged from Phoenix’s car wearing their flight suits and aviators. I laughed as they all stumbled out of her little car. They all lined up and I looked at them, “You all ready to get our little girl?” I smiled.

“Lead the way, Bradshaw.” Fanboy laughed.

Coyote, Bob, and I piled into the Bronco. Hangman, Fanboy, and Payback with Phoenix into her car. Phoenix followed me to Leia’s school. We parked on the curb and all got out of the car. We straightened out our flight suits and hung around the cars. We still had 5 minutes before Leia was going to be released.

“Oh wait! I have something! Phoenix your trunk!” Coyote ran over to Phoenix’s trunk and opened it. We all watched him as he came out from it and was carrying a boombox on his shoulder.

I lowered my aviators and looked at him, “You’ve got to be kidding me, Machado.” I started to laugh.

“Wait, Rooster. It’s gonna get even better.” He connected his phone to it. “Okay, now I am ready.”

The bell for school to get out rang and we all looked at the school. “Everyone ready?” They all nodded.

“Formation ladies!” Phoenix yelled.

They had me in the very front and everyone lined and feathered out behind me. “What the hell are you guys doing?” I looked at all of them behind me.

“Go with it, Daddy Rooster.” Hangman patted my shoulder.

I shook my head. I took the first step and Take My Breath Away by Berlin, started to play over Coyote’s boombox. I straightened out my back and started to walk. Everyone did the same. It was me and behind me were Hangman and Phoenix, feathered out behind them were Payback and Bob, and feathered behind them were Coyote and Fanboy. We were in the V formation making our way into Leia’s school.

It was like it was happening in slow motion. All the parents stood aside as we walked through. I could have sworn I had seen a couple of moms and dads faint at the appearance of us walking in together. The song didn’t help. There was a bunch of moms gasping as they picked up their children. All we did was smile and wave. There were kids all around us in awe as we walked through. We started to approach Leia’s classroom. We were smiling and giving little waves to the kids as we passed by. Leia’s class was outside with their teacher waiting to be picked up by their parents. Leia saw all of us coming.

I could see her as she looked up when she heard a commotion. First, her eyes went big, her jaw started to drop and then it turned into a huge smile.

“Woah!” One of the kids in her class was mesmerized as we walked to them.

“You guys! That’s my daddy! And my aunties and uncles!” Leia started to jump up and down.

I got down on one knee smiling. I held my arms out and she b-lined for me. She crashed into me as I hugged her tight and gave her a kiss. The rest of the squad came over and had turns giving her kisses and hugs.

Leia started to cry, “I love you guys so much. This is the most rad thing ever.” She sniffled and wiped her tears, “I want to get picked up like this every day. You guys are the best!” She started to cry more.

Coyote put his boombox down and picked up Leia. He rested her on his hip, “Don’t cry, Vapor! We love you so much, buttercup!” He gave her a kiss on the cheek. “What song do you wanna walk out to?” He poked her nose.

She smiled, “Can we play Pretty Woman (Roy Orbison)?”

Payback came up to Leia, “Little babe, how do you know about that song?” He laughed.

“Momma.” She smiled.

Coyote put Leia down and grabbed his boom box.

Payback gave Leia a high-five. “For you to leave in style all the time, little babe.” He placed her very own aviators over her eyes. “Now you look like one of the squad, babe.”

We all took formation again. Leia stood in front with me and held my hand. Coyote started to play the song as we walked out. Leia was definitely loving all the attention that was now on her. All the parents had their phones out and were recording as we made our exit to the cars. Leia was pointing at everyone that looked at her and nodded, she blew kisses, and was waving. I laughed as she ate up all the attention she was getting. But, if I am being totally honest. She was a natural.

When we got to the cars, Bob put Leia in her booster seat in the back of the Bronco. Everyone loaded into the cars and headed back for my house. Everyone came out of the cars. Phoenix popped her trunk and all the guys started to grab bags from it.

“Guys. No more stuff please.” I stood there slouching.

Payback slapped my chest, “No bro, these are overnight bags.”

I looked at all of them wide-eyed, “Huh.” I bit my lip. “Sounds good to me. I love the company.” I patted them all on their backs.

Coyote and Bob successfully got Leia out of the car. She came running over to me and held my hand. We walked into the house and her eyes lit up. She saw all the toys that were waiting for her.

“Oh my gosh! Is this all for me?” She stood in front of us covering her mouth. She turned around and we all nodded. She screamed and ran over to her toys.

“A tent! Toys! Another lightsaber!” She was examining everything. She turned around and ran to everyone giving them hugs.

Phoenix squatted down next to Leia and wrapped her arm around her, “You haven’t seen the best thing we got you, yet.” She brought her to the backyard.

“A POOL!” She screamed loudly, I’m sure the whole neighborhood now knows there is a pool in my backyard.

Everyone started to laugh as they made their way out to see her reaction.

“Daddy, can we swim in it!?” She flashed me her puppy dog eyes.

Hangman laughed, “Oh shit man. She has your puppy dog eyes. That’s not good.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed, “Swear jar.”

He looked back at me annoyed. I turned back to Leia. “After your homework, we can.” I smiled.

She got sad, “I don’t want to do my homework.” She started to pout and cross her arms. She looked up at me disappointed.

I patted her head, “Don’t worry, baby girl. You have all your Aunties and Uncles to help you today. We both looked back at the squad standing behind us. They looked at Leia and me terrified.

“I am not good at math, Rooster.” Fanboy shook his head nervously.

“It’s my ABCs!” Leia smiled.

Payback hit Fanboy’s chest, “Oh it's just ABCs this is a piece of cake.”

The squad brought Leia inside to help her with her homework. I started to prep lunch for all of us. As I prepped some sandwiches I watched on as the squad was gathered around Leia at the dinner table teaching her letters and the order they went in. They sang it a couple of times altogether as Leia sat there and laughed.

After about an hour of getting some snacks together and making sandwiches for everyone, I set the trays down on the table. They all continued to teach Leia.

“All right break time, aviators,” Hangman called as he picked up a sandwich.

They all started to eat. “Rooster, your girl has got this in the bag. She was having trouble at first remembering where each letter was, but we got a system down to help her.” Fanboy took a big bite out of his sandwich and sat back in his chair confidently.

“Is that right?” I looked at Leia and raised my brows. She nodded at me. “Let’s hear the first 5 letters, sweetheart.”

She put down her sandwich. She stood on her chair confidently and cleared her throat. She looked down at the table with all the letters of the alphabet scattered. She lifted the first letter card, “This is an A it is for Alpha and it’s the first letter.” She scanned the table and picked up the next card, “This is B it is for Bravo.” I looked around at everyone confused. They watched her proudly with their eyes boggling out of their heads. She picked up the third letter, “This is C it is for Charlie.” I leaned back in my chair looking at her in shock. She picked up the fourth letter, “This is D it is for Delta.” She looked up at everyone and they all nodded enthusiastically and pointed to the scattered cards. She took a little bit for the last one, but she found it, “This is E it is for Echo!”

She put the card down and stood tall. Everyone started to whoop and holler. They were all clapping for her excitedly. They all gave her high-fives. I sat there mind-boggled. I mouthed, “What the hell just happened.” I looked around and they all looked at me.

“I did it, daddy!” Leia clapped her hands.

I was shocked. “You sure did, sweetheart! I am so proud of you!” I looked at everyone as they looked at me smiling waiting for my approval. “You guys taught my daughter the alphabet… IRSA style…The military alphabet…” I sat back in my chair and put my hand over my mouth. I looked at all of them with worried eyes. “Holy crap.” I muffled into my palm. I was in shock.

“You said to help her with the alphabet, Rooster.” Coyote looked at me confused.

I looked at all of them with shifty eyes. I was holding back my laughter, “I really appreciate you all helping Leia. I really do.” I started to laugh, “But you guys had to add more for her to remember?”

They started to laugh at me. “Just the letters would have been fine!”

Hangman sat back in his seat, “Well, Rooster. You have a very smart girl on your hands. This is how she’s remembering it. The harder way.” He tapped his fingers on the letter cards and laughed. “By the end of the night, she’ll know all of them.” He looked over at Leia, “Right, honey?”

Leia nodded and say back down in her chair. We continued lunch and after lunch, the squad continued to help Leia with her homework. I cleaned up around the house and checked on the pool. It was almost done filling up. I went back inside and listened in on the squad with Leia.

“Bradshaw, you need to see the progress. She’s doing really good.” Coyote said excitedly.

Phoenix held the cards in her hands. Leia leaned over the table and looked at the cards as phoenix showed them.

I watched as she read them and identified the letters.

“F is for Foxtrot.” Phoenix flashes another card, “G is Golf.” Phoenix kept flashing through cards and Leia was associating them with the terms. When she was finished I looked at all of them in complete shock.

“Does she know them in order?” I smiled. I wanted to see if they achieved Leia’s homework vs squad mission.

Bob looked over at Leia, “little Vapor, why don't you show your daddy how it's done.” He winked at her.

I sat back in my chair and got comfortable. “Go ahead, sweetheart.”

“Alpha. Bravo. Charlie. Delta. Echo. Foxtrot. Golf. Hotel. India. Juliet. Kilo. Lima. Mike. November. Oscar. Papa. Quebec. Romeo. Sierra. Tango. Uniform. Victor. Whiskey. X-ray. Yankee. Zulu.” She looked at me confidently.

“Jesus. That is something else. She is going to be the smartest one in her class for remembering words that associate with the letter and not just the letter.” I smiled, “you guys did a great freaking job. My girl is 1000xs smarter now.”

They started to cheer for Leia and took turns giving her kisses on the cheek. She looked at me with wide eyes, “Daddy can we go in the pool now!?”

I smiled and looked at everyone, “Hell yea we can go in the pool now, sweetheart.”

I took Leia upstairs to change into a bathing suit. I changed into mine. We went downstairs and everyone was changed into theirs. We all made our way outside. Hangman picked up Fanboy and body-slammed him into the pool. I picked up Leia and cannonballed with her in my arms. Everyone else joined in. We all took turns getting Leia to swim to us. We all stood around the pool on opposite ends of each other and taught her how to swim. A majority of the time she was clinging onto someone, but that was okay. She was getting the hang of it. We all picked teams and had chicken fights. First up were Leia and Bob.

Leia was on my shoulders and Bob was on Coyote’s. Leia was shoving Bob and laughing. She eventually stood on my shoulders and leaped onto Bob. He, Coyote, and Leia went underwater. Bob came up laughing and holding Leia as she gasped for air and pushed her hair from her face.

Coyote spit out water after emerging to the surface, “Damn, buttercup! You took the both of us out!”

Bob brought Leia to sit on the pool’s edge. She watched as Phoenix went up against Fanboy. Phoenix was on Payback’s shoulders and Fanboy on Hangman’s.

“Come on Fanboy, shove her!” Hangman was encouraging his teammate. He started to shove at Payback to throw him off balance.

“Stop cheating, Seresin!” Payback splashed Hangman in the face.

Hangman wiped the water from his face, “IT’S ON!” He lunged and pushed Fanboy into Phoenix.

“Oh crap! Hangman!” Fanboy went forward and grabbed onto Phoenix. He flew over the top of her and took her under with him. She had no chance. He was on top of her and used her as a floaty.

Payback and looked back as he lost grip of Phoenix. He turned back to Hangman laughing. “Woman overboard!”

They emerged from the water. Phoenix’s hair was all over her face and she looked pissed off at Hangman.

“Oh shit Jake, you’re gonna get it now.” I started to laugh.

“Oh shit.” Hangman started to trudge in the water to get away from Phoenix.

Coyote and Bob held him in place as Phoenix swam over and grabbed his head. She got up over the top of him and started to push him into the water. He fought back, but Phoenix was the winner in the end.

After we finished swimming. Payback and Coyote grilled some burgers for everyone to eat for dinner. After dinner we all cleaned up we set up the airbeds all together with the couches to watch a movie. Since Leia barely knew any Disney princesses we picked a Disney movie.

“I want to watch Aladdin.” Hangman snatched the remote from my hands.

“Hey what the…” I threw my hands up in disbelief.

“No, we are watching Princess and the frog.” Fanboy snatched it from Hangman.

“Who said you get to pick?” Coyote snatched it from Fanboy, “We are definitely watching Maleficent.”

Payback grabbed it from Coyote, “She’s not even a princess!”

Phoenix grabbed it from Payback, “We are obviously going to watch Tangled.”

Bob gently took it from Phoenix’s hand, “I think we should let Leia pick.” He gave the remote to Leia. “What do you want to watch little Vapor?”

Leia smiled at Bob and then looked at me. “Pick what you want to watch, sweetheart.” She looked back at everyone nervously.

“I think I want to watch Aladdin.” She said quietly and in a baby-like voice.

Everyone threw themselves back in the spots they were laying in and groaned.

“Aww man, I knew she would pick that!” Fanboy pouted.

“Of course, she was going to pick Aladdin.” Coyote laid his head back.

“Hangman’s her favorite, of course, she’s going to pick what he wants.” Payback slouched over upset.

“Uh duh, she was going to pick Aladdin. Who wouldn’t want to watch it?” Hangman was being cocky and fist-bumped Leia. “Good choice, honey!”

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Not them fighting over the Disney princess movies. It was obvious Leia was going to pick anything Hangman wanted 😂 If you were a mom picking up her child at Leia’s elementary school and you saw all of them walking in the way they did, how would you react? I would have passed away... 🥴 I’ll see you in the next part, babes! 🫶🏼

My babies are tagged in the comments 🫶🏼

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A Reunion in the Dreaming

1274 words, Gen, fluff and cheesecake, no dragons. Thanks to @aetheltrythh and @best-wishes for beta reading! Based on this post by @windsweptinred and a prompt by @violetoftheendless; thank you! @themirokai also wrote a version of this reunion, how cool! More cake! Unity's situation is based on Desires well-tended are a hearth by @dancinbutterfly. Read it on AO3.

“Rose! Jed!”

Unity’s eager greeting floated from where she stood waving beside the picnic she had spread out under a stately maple tree in Fiddler’s Green. Rose blinked as her mind adjusted from regular dreaming to the lucid dreaming state that let her visit with her great-grandmother in the Dreaming. Looking around, she saw Jed beside her also blinking, and watched his face transform into a huge smile as he saw Unity.

“Nana Unity!” he cried, running over to give her a big hug. The joy in her eyes as she snuggled him almost brought tears to Rose’s eyes as she walked over more sedately, joining them in a group hug when Jed and Unity refused to relinquish each other. Laughing, they finally separated and turned to the picnic.

“Ooh, cherry cheesecake!” Jed exclaimed. Rose had shared with Unity that Jello cheesecake from a box had been Jed’s favourite when he was little, and Unity had asked Lucienne for help replicating it in the Dreaming. It seemed to have turned out well, and Jed’s reaction was especially gratifying. Enthusiastically, they all settled down to catch up over an open-air meal.

“My manuscript is almost ready to go to the editor,” Rose shared excitedly. At least this was one deadline she wasn’t late for! She reached for a fresh strawberry in celebration.

“And how is your application for grad school going, dear?” Unity asked, pouring some lemonade for each of them.

“I’ve applied at three schools–they all have very good reputations for their Creative Writing Master’s.”

“Excellent!”

“Yeah, my buddy Joe wrote this great story about a monster robot praying mantis!” Jed interjected. “He was telling it during soccer practice. I got a goal that day, it was super awesome!”

“Wonderful!” Unity beamed at Jed’s accomplishment, and Rose glowed with how happy and settled he was becoming. As he dug into the cucumber sandwiches and sipped his lemonade, Rose turned to Unity.

“How about you, Unity? How have you been?”

“Oh, my dear! It’s so lovely to visit with Desire again! They made me happy for over a hundred years while I was asleep, and Dream has been so kind as to allow them to continue seeing me now that I am back!”

“I’m so glad for you!” Rose said. “But I thought Dream and Desire didn’t get along very well?”

“Well, no, you know, they didn’t. But I asked for them specially, and Dream was able to allow it, as long as Desire stays with me. Dream’s been visiting too, you know, at my request.”

“Really?”

“Oh yes! I thought he could use a grandmother, you know. He needs taking care of!”

“Hey, look! What’s that?” Jed pointed as a big green bug leapt out of the grass. “Oh, cool, a grasshopper!” He ran over to see if he could catch it, and crowed with joy as he startled a handful more from the grass. Rose leaned back on the blanket, full of joy at watching him regain the simple childhood pleasures he had almost missed out on.

“For example,” Unity continued, watching Jed chase the grasshoppers, “just the other day, Dream was looking kind of down, when he came for tea, and when I asked him about it, he confessed. He was feeling guilty that it bothered him that Hob was leaving his dirty socks on the floor, and he just didn’t know how (or even whether) to talk to him about it. You see? A grandmother is just what he needs.” Rose and Unity chuckled as they sipped their lemonade, but Rose was actually quite glad that Dream was finally willing to ask for and receive wise advice from time to time.

Suddenly, Jed came running back to them.

“Look, look, what could that be?” He pointed at a couple of dark shadows high in the sky. “Dragons, do you think? Will I get to see the roc today? What if it’s a pterodactyl?”

Unity squinted at the sky and nodded in excitement rather than agreement. “No, I think it’s something much better than any of that!”

“What?!” Rose laughed, “Better than dragons?”

“Yes, look!” Unity said as the shapes grew closer and larger. “It’s my friends, Lucienne and Gault!”

“Oh, yes, Lucienne is even better than dragons! I remember hearing Gault’s name before,” Rose mused. ”Wait, was she the one…?”

Rose’s words dwindled off as she watched Jed run toward the two women, raven and fairy wings now clear, carrying them closer to the picnic under the tree. Jed doubled back as they passed low over him, and he ran up laughing as they came in gracefully for a landing several feet from Rose and Unity.

“Rose! Unity!” Lucienne exclaimed. She came forward to hug each of them in turn, followed by Gault who also embraced Unity.

“I think we’ve met,” Rose said to Gault as they came face to face.

“Yes,” Gault confirmed, turning to include Jed as well. “We have met, though not under the best circumstances.”

“Wait, I remember you!” Jed tilted his head, scrutinizing the dark, glowing fairy before him. “You’re what mom turned into right before the King of Nightmares took her away.”

“Yes.” Gault smiled gently at him. “I never was your mother, I only looked like her for a time. But I did enjoy the time I spent with you, and I’m so proud of how courageous and strong you were in all of your dream adventures. I see you’ve met your real life adventures just as bravely since we were parted.”

A thoughtful look crossed Jed’s face and he hesitated–looking around at the four beautiful women gazing at him fondly and surrounding him with love–and found his courage once more. “I have a request. Can you be Mom again? Just for a minute, so I can say goodbye to her?”

“Oh, Jed,” Rose said. “You know it won’t be Mom? Are you sure it will help, and not just make it harder for you?”

Unity nodded. “It’s hard to say goodbye to people. Sometimes saying it out loud with someone else there helps. But living in a fantasy will not help you heal.”

“I know. But she helped me a lot, when I was at that place, and I want to say thank you.”

As the women all nodded in understanding, Gault transformed into the shape of Miranda. Jed’s smile broke open like the sun coming through clouds, and he threw himself into her arms. They hugged for a long moment, as tears ran down everyone’s cheeks.

“Thank you. Thank you so much for helping me there,” he said, his face buried in her chest. “Thank you for not leaving me alone.”

“You are welcome. I’m so proud of you for being so brave, and I’m so happy about how well you are doing now.”

Jed stepped back, knuckles swiping away the tears prickling in his eyes. “Goodbye, Mom.” He nodded, and Gault transformed into herself once more. Suddenly he threw himself into her arms once more. Startled, she embraced him back. “I hope we can be friends,” he said this time.

“Of course!” Gault wiped a tear from her cheek as her face also broke into a glorious smile. “I’d love to be your friend, Jed!”

“Oh, excellent!” Unity exclaimed. “Now that we’re all friends, everyone sit down and help me eat this cheesecake!” They laughed, brushing the tears from their faces, and sat around the blanket.

“So, how have you two been doing?” Rose asked as Unity handed out cake.

“You wouldn’t believe,” Lucienne answered with a smile. “The other day, Merv got himself into such a scrape…”

For the rest of that story, read Fireflies and a Missing Person. @carnelianmeluha I described the food (a little bit) just for you, but it's very simple: cherry cheesecake, cucumber sandwiches, strawberries and lemonade. The cheesecake box link is in the endnotes! @thesandwomen this is really early for your October event and it's not a femslash. But. I was thinking of you.

#the sandman #lucienne the librarian #gault the sandman #unity kincaid #rose walker #jed walker #gaulcienne #cheesecake #tryana find it back

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engazed · 6 months

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Dear engazed,

I am not entirely sure what I am doing here in your asks, but I will try to explain.

I joined the Sherlock fandom quite late, I'd say about 2,5 years ago. And of course rather sooner than later I discovered fanfiction. I love whumpy/ angsty stories and quickly stumbled upon your Fallen Series, which I devoured. It's a fantastic series, dark, yes- and I instantly fell in love with it. But this is not about The Fallen series.

I finally found the time to start reading The Grating Roar. I had it bookmarked for quite a while already and it was recommended several times. I am always a bit shy to start reading longer stories. I always need a bit of time to get into longer stories (which is never the fault of the author, but my reading habits are just a bit weird, I don't know. 🥲)

But let me tell you this: NEVER have I been pulled into a story faster than into The Grating Roar. NEVER before have I admired the world building as much as I did with The Grating Roar. NEVER before have I suffered with a character like I did with poor John in The Grating Roar. And NEVER before have I loved Sherlock more than I did in The Grating Roar. I guess you can see a pattern here? 😄

I've read a lot of fanfic the past 2,5 years. I've read some absolutely amazing stories which will stay with me for a very long time and which I love endlessly. But I have a feeling that The Grating Roar will hold a very special place in my heart until... forever.

I am around 60% in and I just broke down sobbing into my pillow after reading this:

😭😭 I am so happy for him and at the same so sad and angry about the injustice in their world.

What I am trying to say is: thank you so much for writing this wonderful(ly dark) story and for creating this extraordinary (cruel) world. I am already dreading the moment when I will run out of more chapters to read. Also, sorry for putting this long message into your inbox, but I just needed a moment to collect myself after reading the lines above. 😬 And I needed to tell you how much this story touches me.

I guess I can handle another chapter before I have to sleep, but I went to bed extra early so I could squeeze in a bit more reading time.

Thank you again!

This comment means so much to me, you don't even know. I can't remember what inspired me, originally, to write The Grating Roar, and I wish I could, because it holds a really special place in my heart as well. I remember drafting the first couple of chapters, and I just couldn't stop. The story was aching to be told, and I almost couldn't keep up with how quickly it was coming to me. Of course, I slowed down some seven or ten chapters in and had to be more thoughtful in plotting and world building. But it was like a world already formed; I was an excavator more than a creator.

And to hear that you are enjoying the story, that you're moved by the characters, that you feel for John ... it truly warms my soul. I hope you enjoy the latter half. I'd love to hear your thoughts.

#the grating roar

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ghosts-and-blue-sweaters · 2 months

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ghostbur for the bingo :)

YAYYYY GHOSTBUR!!! :D

I have cried over Ghostbur. I have cried. This probably doesn’t sound like much, but I personally hardly ever cry. It is a Momentous Occasion if I shed a tear—which I have done for my love Ghostbur <3 His story is so unbearably tragic and sad and much of it fills me with anger, and just… he really makes me Feel Things. A lot of things.

At this point I sorta wish Ghostbur was my OC 😭 Because then I could give him a canon happy ending that does not involve Limbo or merging with Wilbur. Like. I dislike Both of those things with quite a passion. I want Ghostbur to be mine I want to give him canon soft blankets and canon soup and canon hugs with Friend and canon happiness & healing :( I also get very easily upset over Ghostbur takes that I don’t like, or when I see people mischaracterizing him, and I just feel so protective lol EVEN THOUGH I know he’s not my character! He is simply… so special and dear and beloved to me. I want to protect him :(

Literally my Ghostbur playlist is like 30 hours long okay I am not even joking. If I listen to a song, there is a High chance that I associate it with Ghostbur—a high chance!!! And this isn’t just with music either; I see sweaters, I see blue flowers, I see sheep, I see red hats, I see many many things, and I think of Him <33 My obsession over this little guy is Boundless and I could probably make anything about Ghostbur if I were to think about it enough. I’m half-convinced that every single AJR song could fit Ghostbur.

IF GHOSTBUR WAS REAL- 😭 IF. IF HE WAS REAL! I WOULD WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH HIM SOOOOO BAD!! I WOULD WANNA HUG HIM!! I WOULD WANNA LISTEN TO HIM RAMBLE!! I WOULD WANNA LISTEN TO HIS BEAUTIFUL STRANGE THOUGHTS!! I WOULD WANNA TALK TO HIM!! I WOULD WANNA GO ON WALKS WITH HIM!! I WOULD WANNA HEAR HIM SING!! I WOULD WANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! I seriously want to be friends with him so very badly. I am not joking about this.

I really don’t project onto characters that much, but oh. Ghostbur 😭 He’s already an extremely relatable guy to me (a rarity, I hardly ever find characters I relate to) and he’s also become very important & special to me, and I’ve… really accidentally found myself projecting 😅 I did not mean to do this!!! What do you mean he sneezes when he looks at the sun. What do you mean. I didn’t do that. That’s how he came in the box. I’m telling you. Believe me.

His yellow sweater is soooooo <3 I have been wanting to find and buy a yellow sweater that looks like his but I CAN’T FIND A GOOD ONE!!! MISERY!!!

*clings to the one-and-a-half Ghostbur streams that we ever got* Aksgajsgajsgjafs I know he showed up in a lot of other streams, but we didn’t really get much Ghostbur-centric content. A few good things, a few important things, but mostly he was there to talk to others/be friends with others/etc. I wish we could’ve gotten a few more streams because I want to see what his facial expressions were :((

Oooooh boy, snazzy indeed. Yes.

Ghostbur has an entire section of my brain all to himself lol, that’s what it feels like XD I have Other Parts Of My Brain and then I have Ghostbur. He lives there now. He does not pay rent but I don’t care because I’m happy to have him <3 I love this man.

*points* BEAN!!! He is soooo sweet and adorable I just <333

I cannot even tell you how many awful rancid Ghostbur takes I have seen 😭😭 Like… oh they make me angry. They fill me with so much rage. I will rant about these things. Likeeeee it’s super rare for me to find a Ghostbur fan who actually gets his character; most Ghostbur enjoyers have really strange, incorrect ideas about him. It makes me upset :(

HUGS!!! HUGS!!! GIVE THE MAN HUGS!!! LET HIM HUG HIS SHEEP AND BE LOVED!!!!!!

I have so much Ghostbur Knowledge stored away oh my goodness!! <3 I could go on and on for hours about this man, he Does something to me that cannot be contained. I love Ghostbur.

HE REALLY FREAKING FILLS ME WITH THINGS HE MAKES ME FEEL A LOT OF EMOTIONS HE IS SO BRILLIANT AND BEAUTIFUL I JUST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

But oh my gosh he got so much crap in his canon story and with the fandom oh my gosh. And his ending??! Please. I hate his ending with my whole being it makes me so genuinely upset and I hate it. Very AAAAAAAAH y’know.

#oh my gosh it’s been so long since I went on a Ghostbur ramble <3 #can you see that I am. normal #ask #ask game answers #ghostposting

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SxF · Chapter 56 · · · Family Vacation

I have been analyzing some chapters of the Spy x Family manga, because it seems to me that it has very interesting details to interpret. I clarified that these analyzes are made from my own point of view, so you are free to have a different opinion. I am based on the content of the manga, and much of what I say here are theories and reflections. And being a story that is in print, events can change and contradict each other. With that said, let's get started.

This is possibly one of the most beloved chapters by fans, for giving us the Forger family vacations.At the beginning of the chapter, we can see our dear Anya excited by the arrival on the tourist island.

Like the daughter, like the father!

The best thing about this is that we can appreciate the abilities of the Starlight agent Anya to observe, analyze and find the weak point of the Twilight agent, and apply a complex manipulation strategy. Apparently the telepath has learned very well from her own father. So the king of lies and manipulations has just been manipulated for his own 6 (4 year old) daughter.

Anya: Papa's so easy!

I love Twilight's blush of embarrassment!

Yor finally manages to reunite with her family, and enjoy her short vacation with her husband and daughter. Having fun and somewhat...dangerous moments

At the end of the chapter there are MANY to highlight

1 · Mutual purpose:

Something important in this arc is how Yoru's conflict is presented to us as she has to make an inevitable choice between her job and her fake family. Although the Forger family started as a cover to be an assassin. With the passing of time, Yoru has realized the happiness that being part of a family gives her. That is why now, having a Shopkeeper position with a higher level of demand and danger than she is used to makes her realize that sooner or later she will have to question what her true priority is. Leading Yor to question "what is his true purpose?"

Interestingly, when Yor has talked (subtly) about his work with Twilight. We notice how indirectly he is attracted by those words. It's as if Yor has the ability to express what Twilight can't admit in front of them for fear of revealing his identity and opening up emotionally. So it could be said that it is a scene where they share a special bond, despite the fact that they do not know it.

I don't know if you remember, but before, we have already seen a similar scene. In chapter 3, which in my opinion, makes a certain parallel with this chapter.

In both scenes Yor indirectly speaks of her own job perspective. And although she had to lie during the cruise so that Loid would not find out that she was in a battle between assassins. She can't hide his look of genuine satisfaction.

When we look at the initial Yoru, and do a retrospective of the arc in the cruise. We see the clear contrast between the motivations and the desires that being a murderer represents. Apparently, while Yuri was growing up and began to be economically independent from Yoru. She began to lose the sense of her work. But she doesn't seem to want to admit this. So she began to depend on her job to feel that she was good at something. Yor has always felt out of place with the world around her, and although she looks naive and somewhat clueless, she was aware of how unusual it can be, so the idea of aspiring to a normal life would be impossible. This obvious insurance gap is the reason she became exhausted from her job and even lost.

But after this battle against the rival group of assassins, Yor began to understand that she became an assassin because she has a valued value to protect- The peaceful life!

It's interesting how Yor's perspective on her work evolves as the story progresses, and while Yor still has a lot to learn, it's clear that something has changed. We know that the reason behind Yor's assassination job was to ensure Yuri's future. She doesn't really care about the political background or ideals that Garden (or other organizations have), she just wants Yuri and innocent people to have a quiet life. Even if it means she never has one

When Yor started to wonder about "being a murderer is more important than having a fake family" is when Yor loses her own center at times, not knowing what is really important to her.

It's great, to see how in the end she understands that both aspects are important, they are part of her, and one motivates the other. Yor understood that she fights to defend something "that she believes in" and wants to protect, even if she needs to dirty her own hands, and even if she must risk losing the Forger Family. But that sacrifice will be worth it as long as she can ensure that there is a peaceful world for Yuri, Loid, Anya and Bond. (Although she does not know his secrets). It will annihilate those people who want to get rich at the cost of causing another war that will take away the happiness of the most precious thing.

The family is more important than being a murderer, but she will continue to be a murderer to protect this family.

Yor's satisfaction in finding "balance" and "meaning" in her work is felt in this scene. Killing or making money is not his purpose, nor his motivation, it is the joy that comes from seeing Anya and Loid being happy, and seeing Yuri grow much more as a professional every day. And she wants to make the most of this even if the day comes when she has to part with them.

. . . .

On the other hand is Twilight....

It's funny how Twilight had this time the supporting role during a battle. Since generally this is Yoru's role in other arcs. Even so, there are very subtle but very relevant details in it:

In previous posts I talked about how Twilight's look was an indication of when her emotions are real.

They are those small, almost imperceptible spaces where he becomes sincere even if he doesn't realize it. Curiously, these moments occur frequently when he is with his family, in fact, many of these looks have been when Yor is together. Quite possibly, these events are due to the way in which both identify.

Yor and Twilight come from very opposite circumstances, developing different personalities. But, the way they come to find their own reflection in the other. And this is what allows that when one exposes an honest and authentic side, the other can understand it perfectly and share it.

Meanwhile, in mission 3, Yor talks about "seeing other people makes her think about how her work contributes to their lives", while Twilight absently watches a group of children. Which coincides perfectly with Twilight's purpose of "a world where children don't cry", the happiness of the most defenseless has been the first motivator for Twilight to continue in his purpose in the same way as Yor. For this spy and assassin, their only reward has been to see the indirect results of their work, accepting that no one can know the truth of what they do.

It's similar to this time Twilight looking at Yor, because he too wants this peaceful life to endure in time.

But being more personal:

The Strix mission has allowed the two of them to experience "this happiness". A simple, quiet life, but full of valuable moments, what is special is not what they "do" but the people you are with.

While Yor seems to accept her fake family as something real and special to her, becoming one of the reasons why she must continue fighting in order to give her family a better world. It shows that although both are lying, and using each other. The reasons why he does that is because of the genuine desire to give the other a better life.

And while Twilight tries to appear immune to these feelings, scenes like the one below prove otherwise.

Later, we see one of the scenes most adored by us fans and that is to see Yor fall asleep on the shoulder of her fake husband due to the exhaustion she carries from so many days of endless battle.

Your whole world is in your hands, Twilight!

I think it's important to point out how Twilight and Yor never downplay each other's work, despite having no idea of their true professions. Yor believes that Loid is a psychiatrist, but he always notices how tired it is for Loid to get home from work and still fulfill household duties, and the stress he shows in his whole body.

But in this arc, we appreciate how Twilight feels that Yor's work is difficult, exhausting, (and that she clearly misses her), respects her time, believing that she is just a city hall official. And the smile of pride and appreciation when seeing, that despite being close to giving up due to fatigue, she dedicated her whole day to sharing with Anya. This smile is not an obligation, he is not playing the role of "the good husband" in front of anyone. There is no reason to think about Yor at that moment. But he does it because he wants to

It is clear that when both disconnect from their work and allow themselves to enjoy the moment. They both feel happy, comfortable and connected to each other. Both recognize and respect each other, although they are unaware of the true sacrifices they make on a daily basis.

My reflections…

I think the most remarkable thing in these chapters is how Endo makes the aspector more aware of all the ties that unite the Forgers, and the authenticity of their feelings and their constant process of learning and exploration. Convincing us that they are a true family when they are united. But, in each Forger's individual perspective, they remain trapped within their own bubble of lies. Feeling alone, misunderstood, carrying their own weight. Although lies are the reason they are together, it is also what separates them. Because no one realizes that everything they need, they already found

Although I have seen people think that Yoru has not evolved at all despite this arc. I disagree with this idea: Yuro remains insecure about her role as mother and wife. In addition to the way it unfolds with the outside world. And although her nature is to be shy, nervous and sweet. She has clearly grown. This arc dealt with Yoru's "motivation" and the relationship that exists between her work and her family. Conflict that came to a teaching. Therefore, Yor is more motivated to continue with her aspirations. I think that her fear as a mother and wife is a topic that will be taken up again in the future.

I am glad that Yor understands the risks of being a murderer, and although she feels that in the future she can stop belonging to the Forgers, that does not limit her from making the most of her stay in the family and above all that this should not limit her own aspirations.

I think that Yor, step by step, must understand that she must not give her actions to others. Clearly, Garden (in antithesis to WISE) taught Yor to act without questioning anything, to only obey, and this would bring him benefit (money to raise her brother, and create a supposedly better world). She must understand that she must fight for her own desire and motivation, and not depend solely on Yuri, the Forgers and especially Garden. Each aspect is important and part of her life, she must create her own criteria and set her own limits, and with it, begin to trust herself. But this will surely be something he learns over time as future arcs go by. (Especially with the appearance of Melinda)

Also....

Twilight and Yor are not enemies, regardless of what their organizations think. They pursue the same goal, and are willing to make the same sacrifices. But also, they both yearn deep down for the love that was taken from them (the love of a family), a love that accepts you and motivates you to improve.

And if at some point in the story, they become openly on opposite sides: It's not because they're bad guys, villains or enemies. It will be due to prejudices, misunderstandings and fear that cause this conflict that may or may not occur (depending on the circumstances), caused by the truth that they do not know.

But it is evident that sooner or later, they will have to realize that in reality they both want the same thing: peace… a quiet life, and to see the smile on Anya's face.

I liked to analyze this chapter, because after chapter 66 perhaps for many we feel that the Forger's relationship will go down the wrong path. But I feel that seeing these chapters, we see that this false family will have to face changes, new obstacles to get stronger.

And although the truth seems painful and difficult to cope with at first, it can also be the cause for the Forger Family to become real in the future.

Special thanks to @yuushin7 for suggesting this review. I loved making it, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it.

Although, this chapter has a bit of a confusing scene for readers who depend on translations, as it is not very clear "who is really" speaking. (@tare-chan made a clarification confirming that Yor is the one monologuing)

I appreciate your comments and opinions, and if you have a chapter as a suggestion, I would also like it :D

What do you think about it?

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໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა just a little note...

! not in any particular order...

my beloved big sister @actuallylgp,

it's hard to envision a morning without seeing a "Gm Qian" from you; i look forward to it every day (i'm really being serious here). when i feel lost, i think about talking to you (about anything really, it helps my mind clear) and seeing you around just makes me really happy! i love you <3

my dearest ate @yumetokashite

you've been here with me for so long, and it's strange to think about just how much i've changed (for the better!) in the time that you've stuck with me. you cheer me up so well, I hope we stick together a long time

for my twinsie @runanadwiddles,

i've never seen anyone more "twinsie" than you. if there's a small group of people i can trust to show the parts of me i hide on instinct, you're part of it. it's always very 🤝 with you, and i hope we have so many more "brain connected" moments ♡

to teddy bear dearest @hasumilvr,

squishes yuo. thank you for being there for me all the time, thank you for reading my stories. just looking at our chats in the middle of class when i'm stressed out helps me calm down, i hope you know this cabby cares for you a lot

dear alkakurei's favorite @rinnelovebot ,

i find your dedication absolutely admirable. seeing you alive and kicking and being able to see you every day brings me so much; thank you for being there always

for my favorite penguin @sleepypengwin,

if there's someone to react to a message, it's you. thank you for supporting me (and of our) silly rambles, and thank you for sending all sorts of silly insta reels and liking my stories and talking to me on insta... you make me feel less lonely in the world

fucking clown pt 1 (ily) @baeshijima,

where would i be today without you... (dead, in the ditches) sharing devastating thoughts (fic ideas far too good) with you is something so special to me. i hope to bring you more devastating news going forward 🫶

fucking clown pt 2 (ily) @aimixx,

you too saved me from the ditches of hell; thank you for listening to my troubles and being with me through the worst times of my life thus far. when you're offline, I wish you were online so I could bother you, it brings me peace knowing you're online

for my big sis spirit @spiriteddreams,

there's no one else who has provided as much guidance to me as you have; thank you for being my most trustworthy opinion in the topics we talk about most. i'm incredibly grateful that we get to talk, i feel like you've helped me see a better side of reality

to the one who fuels my yume thoughts like no other @yumejo,

do you know how much i kick my feet like a maiden in love when I see your writing??? (i admit that is what i am for my yumes though) your writing makes my heart jump places and sends me to a magical land. thank you for listening to all of my yume rambles, silly thoughts and all of the strange things this girl (me) has to say

my dearest kuya @marifart,

once and forever my kuya ♡ you're so real and i always know i can be so real with you. you're so true, it's so easy to be comfortable around you.

to whom I have not divorced yet @neoxsanctuary ,

քʟֆɖօռȶɖɨʋօʀƈɛʍɛ it's hard for me to wrap around just how long we've known each other. we've been through the hell of a thousand fandoms and far too many situations. thank you for being there (insert the tomoya gif I always use)

for the best little sib ever reze @solaaresque

you make me insane (pos) i'm always proud of you, i think you're so cool and have so much ahead of you. i am and will always be happy to be your ate, thank you for your silliness

for the silly i talk to on the bird app every day @shirokururu,

who else would I talk to on that very blue app. thank you for listening to my rambles on countless manhwa you have never seen before and responding to the bazillion tweets i send... ♡

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pinkkinoko · 1 year

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A note I hope you read

Hello everyone! How are you doing? I have passed a little over 500 followers on here, I couldn’t be more grateful for all of you. Every lovely Billy fan out there, every kind mungrove lover who’s jumped into my inbox, who’s added notes on my posts, I could name you all individually, even those who know nothing of stranger things! I could shout out those special people who have influenced me in such a deep and impactful way, but I think you know who you are, trust that the gratitude I have expressed to you is genuine. There are many things I could share to celebrate 500 followers, like make a big art piece, or open up a poll, I could even try my hand at a giveaway, but those don’t feel like things I would do. I am, naturally, a very private person. I like to keep facts about myself to a minimum, I like to separate my online persona from my real life, and sometimes I think I may come across as a bit professional or insincere when I interact online with you all, but know that I only do that because it’s what makes me feel safe, and my affection for you is earnest. So, in celebration of what you have given me, I want to share a small part of myself with you.

Dear Billy, and truly mungrove, fandom,

Do not let someone tell you that you cannot ship something, or that you cannot love a character. Yes, I have indeed made my own posts and remarks about disliking certain dynamics or ships, but to truly hate someone for what they love isn’t in me. I’ve seen how horrible people can be about ships, about characters, and especially in the Billy and stranger things fandom there’s been such an intense amount of vitriol poured out, perhaps that is also why I like to keep my own details private. But whether you relate to Billy’s story, or to Max’s experience, or even if you just think Billy’s really damn attractive, I wish dearly that you know it is never necessary to explain yourself. I’ve been on tumblr for so long now, I have seen how much things change and I wish you know to never let something you love become something you hate because of others. You have all made my experience as a creator so very fulfilling, and I wish only to do the same for you.

A few months ago, I lost my own Billy, perhaps someday I will have the heart to sit at their grave and read my own letter. You never know who is affected by the things you write, the notes you post, or the comments you send. Be kind to those around you, be loving, and if all else feels impossible, simply be respectful. Some people may never understand what it’s like to resent someone so strongly and yet love them so dearly, to see how broken they are and still be cut by their shards. As I’ve said before, you can love characters for any number of mundane reasons, they are fictional; sometimes they are conduits for healing, sometimes objects of desire, sometimes they are simply intriguing.

I wish to be here for you all for a long time to come, and even if we someday go our separate ways, I wish you’ll take this as a fond memory. Thank you, for coming along with me this far, for in some way showing me that the small dream I saw as a child of doing something with my art was not impossible, and for allowing me to give the Billy in my own life some form of happiness they perhaps could never find.

All my love,

-PK

#billy hargrove #stranger things #fandom #pk's mushroom patch #let’s get along from here on out too #apologies again for the scarce content right now I have a lot going on

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wanderlust-in-my-soul · 9 months

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Currently Watching - August

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 31.08.2023

Here you can find my weekly roundup that goes into a bit more detail about each episode.

And a little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

I am always happy about gif-requests. If you want a special scene, just let me know.

Here you can find all of my gifs.

And if you want to show me something you think I might like, just let me know with #josistag

At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in August with MDL link and a link for a trailer (if avaible).

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. Dangerous Romance (Ep 2/12 on Youtube)

I really liked the first episode. Well, I hated most of the parts, because of the whole bullying, but it feels like a really good enemies to lovers story and I am weak for this shit. There is way more bullying than I thought would be and it is really hard to watch at some points, but I love Sailom! He is such a clever badass!

2. Hidden Agenda (8/12 on Youtube)

Okay, I can smile a little bit watching this. Both of them have a hidden agenda and I kind of like Joke and his attempts to make Zo fall for him. And I like that we already know that Joke likes Zo. That makes everything...I don't know...a little bit cuter. And after the third episode I was finally all catched up and I am invested now! I like this show!

3. I feel you linger in the air (2/12 on Gaga)

Okay, I wanted to wait to binge watch, but I couldn't resist to sneak into the first episode and now I am obsessed! This time travel drama looks just so good and I love all the interactions between Jom and Yai! I am here for the fluff, but I guess I stay for the angst...

4. Jun & Jun (7/8 on Viki)

An office drama about Lee Jun and Choi Jun, who were childhood friends and who meet again after being seperated for years. The one an intern and the other one the director. I like those combinations, so I am looking forward to it. And the flirting is strong in this one! Just learned that it is rated PG 16...that explains a lot!

5. King the Land (10/16 on Netflix, no bl)

You know the feeling, you wake up in the morning and you're craving some good korean romance drama? That happend to me one day and so I just thought to give this a shot and it is good. Cheon Sa Rang works as a concierge at the King Of The Land Hotel and there she always has to wear a smile, fake or real doesn't matter. She meets the new boss in town Gu Won, who just can't stand fake smiles, but I guess her beautiful and real smile will make him fall head over heals.

6. Kiseki: Dear to me (3/13 on Viki)

The start is quite promising. I am looking forward to see more of the second couple. But for now I am pretty satisfied with this series, the plot and the characters.

7. Love Class Season 2 (6/10 on Viki)

I just wanted to watch one episode and see if I like it and now I am invested! This looks as this could be a really interesting story. I like the acting and the dialogues. I am curious how every story will progress. And yes, the epsiodes are way too short!

8. Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (9/12 on Gaga)

Minato and Shin are dating for three month now and it feels like we are back at the beginning of the first season. Minato is always surprised when Shin wants to exchange some affection or when he just wants to know if Minato likes him. And to be honest, if I was in his place, I would ask too, because right now it doesn't feel like Minato likes Shin. But with the second episode we finally get some of Minato's thoughts and it is cute and sad at the same time. The second episode totally got me and I am excited what there is to come!

9. Only Friends (3/10 on Youtube)

I have the deep urge to call it Only Fans... Can't see the difference. It is cringy... and funny... and yes, very hot. It was a wild start that just promise a wild ride! The most surprising thing for me: the plot wasn't that bad.

10. Stay Still (1/5 on Youtube)

Well this first episode was a little bit confusing. It felt like you've been thrown into the middle of the story. Perhaps I should watch episode 0, but why not make it the first episode? So Damien and Hayden start a new, complicated relationship and Archie and Kelvin restart their high school love. I like the flashbacks. Archie and Kelvin were cute together.

11. Taikan Yoho / My Personal Weatherman (2/8 on Viki and Gaga)

This has a very interesting vibe. Yoh is a manga-artist. Because his work is not that popular, he accepted a deal by his senior in college, now a well known weatherman. Yoh accepted to be Mizuki's slave. He does everything at home and obeys to the weatherman's wishes. And everytime there is a sunny forecast, they sleep together.

12. Wedding Plan (7/8 on iQiyi)

I knew I am going to have a problem as soon as I finished the trailer. And here I am...totally obsessed with this show! And we are on episode 1! Well, what happens when the Wedding Planner and the groom fall for each other? I don't know either, but I can't wait to find out!

13. Why R U (4/8 on Viki)

The korean version of the thai series Why R U that is so different than the original one. And I really like it! The characters are fun, the story is, well, not that special, but I like it, and over all I like the vibe of this one.

Finished in August

Series

1. Sing My Crush (8/8 on iQiyi)

Han Baram wants to quit making music after confessing to his first love and he got rejected. But he meets Im Hantae, who manage to befriend him and push him back on his way. The story skips a few years and lfe becomes complicated with plagiarism and a second wind. Such a beautiful story! I loved every minute of it! I love stories about arts like books, writing, dancing and of course music! And this is really good! A wholesome 10 out of 10 for me!

2. His Man Season 2 (14/14 on Gaga)

The korean dating show for gay people! I loved the first season and the second was so much better. There was so much drama, but also so many wholesome moments and discussions. And yes, I was and am a fan of the roommates! I loved how their relationship developed and the fact that those two are still dating is just 🥰 And thank you @leonpob for our weekly discussions about the show! I am looking forward to the third season 🥰 This is a 10 out of 10 for me.

3. Shigatsu no Tokyo wa... (8/8 on Gaga or Viki)

Kazuma and Ren were close friends during middle school and now meet again years later after their ways parted. This was a turbulent ride for us, but it was so good. I like the darker tones this bl had and how close it was to the original webtoon. This bl made me sad and happy and the ending was just so wholesome. It deals with some difficult topics, so watch with caution. But for me this is a 10 out of 10.

4. Be My Favorite (11/12 on Youtube)

When Kawi tries to travel back in time to change his life, it doesn't necessarily go in the direction he had in mind. But this series is so much more than just a time travel story. Kawi is like our inner voice of insecurities and inadequacies. And it is like healing a little bit watching him gaining a little bit more self confidence and self love. And the same goes for Pisaeng. His journey in self-acceptence and starting to live the life he wants and deserves is just so beautiful. This series just screams in your face to live the life you truly want like you would never want to travel back in time and change a decision. And that is such a strong message! And I love all the characters and their decisions and the growth all of them were going through. And I love that it is shown that we can't help everyone, because some things can't be changed. But we can try to be the best support, the best friend, the best child and also the best parent we can be. For me one of the easiest 10 out of 10!

5. Stay with me (22/24 on Gaga)

Okay, I was sceptical at first. This new adaptation of Addicted came out of nowhere for me. I really like the original adaptation, despite its flaws and toxic traits. But Stay With Me managed to be such a great show! I am lost for words at this point! The characters are all so well written, the story is so good and the actors really remind me of stubborn highschool students which is quite nice. The chemistry is off the roofs! It has an open ending, but more because the second season is confirmed and I can't wait! The dance the show had with the chinese censorship was beautiful! This is really not a bromance, it is a bl and I love it so much! One of the best watches this year! Yeah, this is a total 10 out of 10 for me.

Movie

1. Red, White and Royal Blue (on Prime)

I haven't read the book, yet. It sits on my Pile of Shame and wants to be read someday. The movie was... wobbly and rushed. Alex and Henry were cute together, later in the movie. In the beginning of their relationship, they were most of the times horny. But I liked them together. And at the same time it felt a little bit bland. I don't know how to express it... the chemistry lacked of emotional connection for me. There was not really character in the characters. They felt a little empty. So I will read the book soon, to get the emotional impact of everything going on. Don't get me wrong, I liked the movie. I had fun and was well entertained and the love story was cute. A 7,5 out of 10 for me.

Short Film

Rewatched in August

Dropped/On-Hold in August

1. See you in my 19th life (7/12 on Netflix, no bl)

It was so good when I started it, but I couldn't keep up with it and so I lost interest over time. I guess it would be different if I binge watched it. I know I won't come back here soon, so I just dropp it for now.

2. Low Frequency (3/8 on iQiyi)

Well, I really don't have the urge to watch this anymore. Perhaps I will come back to it, when it is finished airing, but right now...no thanks. The story is interesting, but I think it is a little bit to exhausting for me right now.

3. Dinosaur Love (8/10 on iQiyi)

Well this was a dumpster fire. It was fun to watch in the beginning, but after a few episodes it wasn't funny anymore. It was exhausting and nothing I was looking for in my weekly schedule. So, the conclusion was I dropp it. And I am fine with not knowing how it ended...

Looking forward to in August

Stay Still - Trailer (August 1st on Youtube)

Sing My Crush - Trailer (August 2nd on iQiyi)

Heartstopper Season 2 - Trailer (August 3rd on Netflix)

Taikan Yoho (My Personal Weatherman) - Trailer (August 11th on Gaga)

Love Class Season 2 - Trailer (August 11th on Viki)

Red, White & Royal Blue - Trailer (August 11th on Prime Video)

Only Friends - Trailer (August 12th on Youtube)

Dangerous Romance - Trailer (August 18th)

Love in Translation - Teaser (August 19th)

My Universe - Trailer (August 20th on iQiyi)

Kiseki: Dear to Me - Trailer (August 22nd on iQiyi and Viki)

Why R U? Korean Remake - Trailer (August 24th on iQiyi)

Man Suang - Trailer (August 24th in Thai Cinemas)

I Feel You Linger In The Air - Treaser - Pilot - Trailer (August 19th on Gaga)

Crazy Handsome Rich - Trailer (August 28th on Gaga)

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⚜️ blackeyedblonde’s ongoing master list of Good Omens fics ⚜️

Since twitter is on the blitz these days I guess I need to endeavor to move this comprehensive list here over yonder; my fics are always accessible on my AO3 page under my handle blackeyedblonde, but in case anybody wanted to see the ineffable stuff all in one place, here they are in chronological order of posting date beginning in November 2019. I affectionately refer to my back catalog as “adult bedtime stories” so please be aware nearly all of these are very much NSFW.

A/N: Many of my stories focus pretty intently on things like comfort, catharsis, emotional and physical healing, and deeper explorations of intimacy; some of these stories explore those motifs through the use of consensual kink and roleplay, so please be mindful of all tags. I am also a big proponent of Switch Life and have Crowley and Aziraphale swap out their roles and Efforts relatively often, including in the carrying of male presenting or genderfluid pregnancies, though I do Not write cismale mpreg. Please feel free to scroll through and take a look around, I offer a wide variety of niche topics and scenarios. Enjoy!

1. This Miraculous Child (Of Ours) || 12K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, unplanned pregnancy, pregnant Crowley, childbirth, home birth, ineffable parents, fluff, humor, domestic nesting, slightly book flavored boys

“Well?” Crowley asks, wretchedly pulling his sunglasses from his face. “Why isn’t your angelic juju doing me one better and nipping whatever this is in the arse?” The fact that Aziraphale has paled some himself and reached up to clutch at the front of his dressing gown doesn’t seem to bode well.

“You—you’re with child, Crowley,” he says, just like that, in the messy parlor of this once-scourged effing bookshop in Soho where Crowley thought he’d lost the one thing he ever really cared about, the car be damned, since they unraveled into existence and millennia began.

2. With Plenty of Room to Grow || 37K || Explicit || direct sequel to “This Miraculous Child (Of Ours)”

Major themes: future fic, domestic life, kid fic, ineffable parents, banter and humor, fluff, planned pregnancy, pregnant Crowley, childbirth, home birth, old married couple, porn with many feelings

Aziraphale is deathly quiet on the other end of the line, and finally Crowley breaks. “When I said she needed a playmate, I didn’t even realize—that we, could, well. You know. Do the ol’ one-two, and source merchandise internally.”

He can practically hear Aziraphale’s blink. “The old ‘one-two’?”

Crowley presses his fingers into his eye sockets and tips his head back. “I’m saying, angel, that you could knock me up again so the poor kid could have a brother or a sister, or something. At least whatever the bloody hell came out would be more on par with her own existence as a—whatever she is, which is certainly-not-human-after-all!”

3. a perfectly willing sacrifice || 10K || Explicit

Major themes: historical setting, monster fucking, transformation, medical kink, size kink, consensual kink of many colors, first time, virgin Crowley, virgin “sacrifice,” dark humor, banter, happy ending (please follow link for a more thorough list of kinks)

Later that night, when neither he nor Aziraphale are sleeping in the advisor’s small hut, but rather getting quickly and efficiently smashed on some stripe of primitive alcohol so potent he’s pretty sure they could breathe fire with it, Crowley gets up the courage to ask what, exactly, the mountain spirit does to the sacrificial virgin peacemakers.

“He, uh—well. You know. It’s...rather quite unsavory to talk about, dear. I’d rather not.”

“Thisss is going to be me up there tomorrow, you bloody nit,” Crowley slurs, slamming his cup down on the table. “I need to know before I’m in the thick of it, don’t I?”

Aziraphale looks visibly flustered, but attempts to press on. “The ritual entails….a special cleansing of your womb prior to the mountain spirit’s arrival. I’ll have to perform—hic!—the proper rites and blessings, you see. It’s something of a tedious process, all in all.”

“I beg your fucking pardon!” Crowley half-shouts, suddenly a touch more sober than he was mere moments ago. “MY WOMB?”

4. that healing place || 9K || Mature

Major themes: pre-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, slightly book flavored boys, whump, hurt Crowley, sentient Bentley, bookshop setting, metaphysical healing, physical healing, intimacy, hurt/comfort, light angst, non-graphic tender sex

“Oh, dearest, don’t you ever worry about me and my sentimentalities,” Aziraphale says softly, leaning in as if to thumb away the tear track, though he seems to freeze when he finally notices the hairline fissure on Crowley’s sunglasses.

“Crowley,” he says at length, gone dangerously serious and quiet, and in the same moment Crowley can feel his last finger clinging to the edge of the glamour, sensing the open abyss with its gaping maw waiting below him. “What did they do?”

“Nothing,” he lies through his teeth, trembling with the effort to stay upright, to even utter the next three words that rattle in his throat. “Nothing at all.”

5. Nanny Dearest || 7K || Explicit

Major themes: Dowling era, Nanny Crowley, Brother Francis Aziraphale, sexual role play, consensual role play, pegging, double-ended strap on, top Crowley, breaking character, emotional sex, developing relationship

Antonia smiles, and then goes over to fetch her handbag where she left it on the table. “Not so fast, pet,” she says, popping the clasp to reach inside for something. “I had some other plans for you and I, tonight.”

When she withdraws her hand, she’s holding something very black and very phallic, though not entirely in the so-called traditional sense, given the fact that it seems to have protrusions of slightly differing shapes on both ends.

Francis swallows, hard, and tries not to let his voice crack. “And what might those plans be, madam?”

(Crowley and Aziraphale do some roleplaying at the Dowling Estate; they're only...uhm, partially successful.)

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6. everything nameless, beneath the desert stars || 4.5K || Mature

Major themes: historical setting, desert setting, post-Crucifixion, Good Friday, some angst, hurt/comfort, first time, life-affirming sex, brief snake Crowley, outdoor sex, slight codependency vibes if you squint, accidental fennec fox cameo before it became a running gag in the fandom

After witnessing the crucifixion at Golgotha, Aziraphale wanders into the desert to be alone for a while. As it turns out, Crowley isn't too far behind him.

7. Stairway to Heaven || 7K || Explicit

Major themes: Aziraphale with a cock piercing, body modification, established relationship, old married couple, horny Crowley, confident Aziraphale, teasing, date night, some semi-public sex, top!Aziraphale, Bentley sex, bookshop sex, deep penetration

Crowley has gone somewhat paler now, his own dark-lined eyes wide and almost catlike in the low lighting, slitted pupils dilated in interest. “Do not tell me,” he breathes, “you’ve gone and had your prick pierced.”

“Alright then, I shan’t,” Aziraphale says simply, bringing his silver spoon back up to delicately suck it clean. “You really should try this tiramisu, it’s right up your alley.”

8. his cup runneth over || 12.5K || Explicit

Major themes: established relationship, sexual exploration, Effort switching, kink negotiation, oviposition kink, egg laying, bottom Aziraphale, service top Crowley, supportive Crowley, inert eggs (no babies, eggs are made of antique jade), cervix penetration, mutual trust/love/support, emotional sex, catharsis, vulnerability, learning to let go

“I suppose that would depend,” Aziraphale says carefully, making a brief glance upward. “Specifically, on the nature and terms of your indulgence. What did you have in mind?”

“Well,” Crowley sighs, putting one hand in his pocket and rocking back on his heels, glancing left, right, and then straight down between them, the improvising bastard. “Maybe use these, on a lark,” he says, picking up and holding one perfectly rounded stone egg in his palm. “Little something fresh added into playtime. What say you?”

Aziraphale’s eyes widen before they flick up to the demon’s impassive face. “These are antique—no, they are ancient, by modern standards,” he asserts. “From the fifth century! Whatever would you want to use them for?”

“Oh, y’know,” Crowley says casually, wrapping his long fingers around the polished jade. “Put them inside you one by one, make you come a half-dozen times until you can’t say anything but my name, turn you into a quivering pile of angelic goo, something like that.”

9. not a damsel, just damned || 8K || Explicit

Major themes: established relationship, human role play, cathartic role play, pretend meet!cute, pregnant Crowley, genderfluid Crowley, bearded Aziraphale, Crowley has a praise kink, emotional sex, tenderness

With that settled and behind them, Ezra slips further into bed and runs a tender hand up the inside of Anthony’s calf, fingers tracing upward to just above his freckled knee before they stop. “When’s the last time you made love?” he asks, and Anthony immediately wants to close his eyes and perish.

“I already told you,” he rasps. “The last time I shagged somebody was when—”

“That doesn’t answer my question,” Ezra says, arching an eyebrow. Waiting, so patiently, for Anthony to tell him the truth. Any truth.

Anthony knows the real answer, deep down, hidden under the guise of rain and nightfall surrounding them on all sides. Ezra is no fool, and so Anthony won’t treat him like one.

“Three weeks ago,” he says simply, staring into those two sapphire eyes that almost look violet in the half-dark. “In a bookshop, with an angel.”

(The ineffables make an exaggerated game of make-believe late one night, wherein unlucky Anthony—very lost and very pregnant in the Soho streets amidst an unending downpour—finds refuge in the company of one hospitable Dr. Ezra Fell, who welcomes him without question into the warmth of his humble home.)

10. all this Life stuff || 15K || Mature

Major themes: Garden of Eden, meet cute, getting to know each other, first time, making an Effort, first kiss, ineffable idiots, frottage, intercrural sex, silly banter and humor, crack treated seriously, nesting, yearning, initial snake Crowley, brief Adam & Eve cameos

“You’re being terribly cryptic, Crawley the Serpent,” Aziraphale says, hitching his hands up on his hips. “Suppose I go back and fetch my flaming sword. I haven’t forgotten where you came from, you know. Beyond guarding the Eastern Gate, my orders extend to smiting anyt—”

“Listen, we’re just having a chat between friends,” Crawley says, holding his palms up. “You see any tricks up these sleeves?” He pulls back the material of his robes and exposes his freckled forearms again, shaking the fabric out for good measure. “Nada. Zip.”

Aziraphale huffs and turns that sloped little nose of his up toward the heavens. “How are we friends? I hardly even know you.”

That weirdly stings, just a touch, but Crawley doesn’t let it knock the wind from his sails. “Maybe not yet, but I’ve got a feeling we will be,” he says, smiling more openly and sweetly this time. “Maybe some of that shiny goodness of yours will rub off where it counts, eh?”

11. our dove, our perfect one || 33K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, future fic, established relationship, ineffable husbands (literally; they’re already married), South Downs cottage, starting a family, pregnant Aziraphale, supportive Crowley, POV alternating, domestic life, porn with feelings, childbirth, home birth

“Well, it wasn’t last week, it was twenty sodding years ago,” Crowley says, reaching again for his coffee mug, miraculously piping hot and topped off with a quickness. “What’s gotten into you all of a sudden about kids? This is—weird.” He flaps his free hand through the air and makes an odd face. “Uncharacteristic, really. Can you do exorcisms on angels? I may need to make a few calls.”

Aziraphale draws in a steadying breath and then lets it back out again. His shoulders drop, his feet are firmly planted flat on the floor in his slippers. He folds the crossword section in half with a perfect crease and looks up at Crowley sitting across from him.

“I think I’d like to have a baby,” the angel says.

12. held and healing || 4.5K || Explicit

Major themes: established relationship, South Downs cottage, light whump, caretaking, Crowley has chronic pain, hurt/comfort, intimacy, bathing/washing, tenderness, ineffable husbands, Aziraphale’s magical healing cock

“Do you need anything?” Aziraphale asks softly, only for the second time today.

This is their dance, their routine, their tried and true merry-go-round of give and take.

“Yeah,” Crowley grits out this time, sounding terribly raw when he does. “You.”

(Crowley hurts, sometimes; Aziraphale wants to fix it, always.)

13. starbright || 761 words || Teen+

Major themes: established relationship, old married couple, romance, South Downs cottage, marriage proposal, magic, Crowley made the stars

“Pick one,” Crowley says, long-fingered hand making a flourish toward the endless horizon in front of them.

“Pick what, dearest?” Aziraphale asks, swishing the last few sips of wine around the bottom of his glass.

“A star,” Crowley clarifies, like Aziraphale really ought to know better. He gestures again toward the dark sky thrown out in front of them like a bolt of blue-black velvet, punched through with a million tiny pinpricks of white and golden light. “Any which one you’d like.”

14. a nest of some kind || 32.5K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, developing relationship, egg pregnancy, pregnant Crowley, egg laying, supportive Aziraphale, nesting, South Downs cottage, romance, banter and humor, light angst, grief/mourning, some breeding kink, happy ending

Crowley opens his eyes, breathing a little hard. They stare at each other for a long, terrible moment of silence. Aziraphale blinks again, and then his eyes quizzically go to Crowley’s abdomen.

“Eggs,” he repeats, like he can’t quite believe it, and then points a finger for clarification. “Inside you?”

“Yes,” Crowley says miserably, bringing his hands up to his face. “The endless perks of being a bless-ed snake demon. I forgot to banish them away this time, I s’pose. But now they won’t budge.”

“Ah,” Aziraphale says lightly. And then, with slightly more feeling, “Oh my.”

“You’re not panicking,” Crowley deadpans, peering between his fingers at the angel. “Why aren’t you panicking?”

15. Such Delightful Depths || 12.5K || Explicit

Major themes: Reverse AU, established relationship, angel Crowley, demon Aziraphale, kraken form Aziraphale, tentacle sex, deep penetration, double penetration, bath sex, atmospheric ambiance, romance, brief choking, breeding kink, safe/sane/consensual, porn with feelings

“I can’t sit here and spell it out any more clearly to penetrate your thick kraken skull,” Anthony grunts. “I want your bless-ed tentacles, and I want them inside me—all over me, Ezra, in nooks and crannies that would make the Pope’s hat crawl off his ruddy head and hitchhike to hell itself. I want you exactly as you are, and that’s all there is to it, so. Are we good now, or have you got something else to angst about before shagging me stupid?”

Ezra makes a sound that suspiciously seems caught between a laugh and a cough. “No, I think you’ve cleared up the majority of my concerns, dear,” he says, bringing his hands up to Anthony’s chest before slowly dragging them lower, and by the time he reaches the angel’s hips the familiar hands are gone, replaced by the wet, supple glide of something different altogether. “Shall we begin?”

16. the midwife and the goatherd || 13.5K || Mature || related to the backstory of the “our dove, our perfect one” universe

Major themes: historical setting, nomadic, midwife Crowley, female presenting Crowley, goatherd Aziraphale, hurt/comfort, angst, grief/mourning, Crowley is bad at being a demon and/or good with children, secondary character death, newborn babies, breastfeeding, lactation kink, use of female presenting mammaries for feeding infants and adult purposes are kept very separate, intimacy, pining while together, first kiss, hopeful ending

Aziraphale is guiding his small herd of goats to the watering pool to drink when he spots a dark figure sitting a-ways down the rocky bank.

It’s not an unusual sight in these parts, a woman doing her washing or bathing by the water, though the flash of red hair immediately makes his heart leap into his throat. There is nobody else in this part of the world with hair like that—not yet. Not for many years to come.

He leaves his herd to laze in the paltry shade and carefully picks his way down the bank, using his staff to guide his already sure feet. When Aziraphale is halfway there the figure looks up, instantaneously vicious and wild-eyed, and then relaxes and merely stares upon the newfound relief of recognition. They both seem hyper-aware of the bundle in Crowley’s arms, but it’s not until the angel is standing a short meter away that he sees the tiny baby nursing at her exposed chest.

“My word,” he says, for lack of anything else, and because it comes out in a rush he can’t quite stop. “Where on earth did you find that?”

17. hot toddy || 9K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, developing relationship, first time, getting together, communication, pining, Christmas fic, Christmas Eve, Crowley’s flat, couch sex, wing sex, emotional sex, Crowley cries during sex, attentive Aziraphale, strong Aziraphale, love confessions, erotic depiction of Crowley’s black turtleneck (lol), porn with feelings

Crowley gapes at him. “Dates,” he says, unable to restrain himself. “Is that what we really go on now, you and I? Dates?”

Aziraphale’s expression splinters apart just a little at the edges. “Whatever else would we be inclined to call them?”

They watch each other in the dimly lit sitting room. There’s not even the ticking of a clock to break into the silence, and Crowley’s partway afraid that if he listened hard enough he could hear the ancient beat of both their immortal hearts.

“You kissed me,” he croaks, slumped there, swallowing thickly before he can find a reason to make himself stop. “The other day, when I dropped you off at the shop. You leaned in, and you, you just, planted one on me, like it wasn’t anything—out of the blazing ordinary at all.”

Aziraphale’s hand comes up to faintly brace around his own chin. “Did I upset you when I did?” he asks, sounding slightly stricken.

Their eyes meet for a flash, and Crowley quickly looks away, at the prettily twinkling lights on his formerly derelict mantle. “No,” he says. “No. I didn’t say that."

18. beyond the river jordan || 57K || Explicit || direct sequel to “our dove, our perfect one”

Major themes: future fic, established relationship, ineffable husbands, retirement, South Downs cottage, kid fic, toddler antics, family expansion, pregnant Crowley, supportive Aziraphale, POV alternating, Aziraphale switches between Efforts, pregging (pregnant pegging), domestic life, porn with feelings, healing, childbirth, home birth

The cottage garden is thousands upon thousands of miles away from the desert, but Crowley idly wonders if those are the same stars he watched and counted as he held a tiny baby close to his heart in a midwives’ tent long ago. Two thousand years isn’t so long in the lifetime of a star, nor in the lifetime of the fallen angel who once made them in the cupped palms of his hands.

Crowley picks out one star in particular he thinks he recognizes, just to hold it anonymously accountable. Just to make sure it’s borne witness to this deviation down a path he never thought he’d be able to take, on a journey he never thought possible. Two millennia have come and gone in the meantime, and here he is. Here he is.

“This is what I wanted,” Crowley says aloud, quietly, in the falling darkness of the garden he planted and grew himself. “This is what I chose—for me.”

He doesn’t allow himself to think too hard on who he’s talking to, but he knows that if they’re listening in, they’ve already heard him loud and clear.

Or: A retired demon finally embarks on the journey to have and hold a child of his own.

19. beneath falling wisteria || 5.5K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, developing relationship, vacation, set in French countryside, picnics, outdoor sex, rain/storms, fantastical realism, emotional sex, banter, fluff and humor

Crowley and Aziraphale have escaped the madness of Platinum Jubilee weekend in London by staying in the French countryside near Plateau de Valensole. They spend their Sunday afternoon picnicking together among the blooming lavender fields, until a sudden summer thunderstorm drives them to seek shelter.

20. the amazing advent of the hot water bottle willy, and other amorous acts || 7K || Explicit || set in the “our dove, our perfect one” universe

Major themes: ineffable husbands, married life, established relationship, menstruation, menstrual sex, Crowley’s magical healing cock, service top Crowley, hurt/comfort, background context of trying for a baby, banter, fluff and humor, crack treated seriously, porn with feelings

In the midst of trying for their first baby, Aziraphale is having a particularly rough day during his monthly menses cycle. A bit frazzled but very much wanting to alleviate his angel’s discomfort, Crowley tries on a specially modified Effort to help soothe away some of the pain.

21. something to write Home about || 9K || Explicit

Major themes: post-S1/pre-S2, established relationship, moving in together, domesticity, the bookshop, banter, fluff and humor, romance, communication, light emotional stakes from the stress of moving house, emotional sex, cunnilingus, Aziraphale can do weird things with his tongue, cock warming, gentle sex, Crowley made the stars

After saying farewell to the flat in Mayfair, Crowley spends his first night with Aziraphale in the flat above the bookshop. Permanently. For real-real, this time.

It’s a long-standing place of familiar comfort and warm welcome, but turns out there’s a whole hell of a lot more to unpack than just a few boxes and some unwitting houseplants.

22. little lamb || 12K || Mature

Major themes: historical setting, ineffable wives, developing friendship, developing relationship, female presenting ineffables, pregnant Aziraphale, immaculate conception pregnancy, non-biological offspring, heavenly intervention, Gabriel is a huge dick, childbirth, midwife Crowley, wet nurse Crowley, hurt/comfort, sharing a bed, winter, some humor, grief/mourning, angst, mutual pining, first kiss, hopeful ending despite sad circumstances

“Oh, angel, you’ve never been quick about anything,” Crowley tries to snort, but then Aziraphale takes a step down and turns to the side, beautiful profile silhouetted there in the dying light of dusk, and the demon sees the round curve of her belly, shining under the angel’s frock and overcoat like the waxing side of the growing moon.

“Crowley, I—you’ll have to forgive me,” Aziraphale suddenly whispers in a fragile, more breakable voice. Her bottom lip trembles just enough for Crowley’s askance expression to wilt and crumple into a frown. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

“What,” the demon sputters, mouth gone dry as ash, “the ever-loving fuck have you gotten yourself into this time?”

“I thought that would have been apparent by now,” Aziraphale says through her teeth, more out of strain than spite. “Work has got me wrapped up in a bit of a pickle, you see, but I suppose that pickle is very insistent on arriving sooner than later.”

Crowley’s jaw hangs in the air. “You’re pregnant.”

“Not for much longer, I’m afraid,” Aziraphale says wearily, cupping a hand beneath the low-hanging heaviness of her swollen belly. “That’s why I came to you.”

23. a clutch of our own || 6K || Explicit

Major themes: monster omens, harpy Aziraphale, naga Crowley, swamp setting, nature themes, breeding kink, virgin Crowley, first time, nesting, bonding, animal instincts, yearning, fluff and smut

“M’not sick,” Crowley says, slumping over on his coils in a dejected heap. “Well, not physically, anyway. Mentally? Entirely questionable at this point.”

“Sick with what, exactly?” Aziraphale asks, concern knitting between his fair brows.

Crowley feels the bubble of a word rising up in his throat and tries to swallow it to no avail. He squirms and writhes in place with the effort of trying to stop it, sodden hair stuck fast to his back and chest. “Yearning,” he spits out.

Aziraphale isn’t easily thrown off a new scent trail, though. A brightness sparks in his eyes, a certain sharpness that makes Crowley’s skin tighten. “And what do you yearn for?” he asks.

“For somebody’s unholy sake,” Crowley mumbles. He tips his face into his hands, blocking out most of the sun so it only shines through the cracks between his fingers in a dull, peachy glow—he can’t bear to watch Aziraphale’s face right now, anticipating the unavoidable tidal wave of pity like a hard slap. “A nest,” he grits out. “For starters.”

24. your light in place of darkness || 5.8K || Explicit

Major themes: post-canon, future fic, ineffable husbands, married life, family fic, domesticity, hurt/comfort, light angst, comfort sex, whump, crying, nightmares, storms, Crowley’s flood trauma, divinity kink, deep penetration, emotional sex, strong Aziraphale

Thousands of years later, Crowley still hasn't stopped reliving his traumatic memories of The Great Flood while he sleeps. Now that he's a retired demon with a family to look after, the familiar landscape of the usual nightmare abruptly takes on an even more sinister tone one night during a nasty thunderstorm. Thankfully, Aziraphale is there to chase away some of the darkness when Crowley wakes.

25. have this wish I wish tonight || 6.8K || Explicit

Major themes: post-S2 canon, past established Aziraphale/Crowley, starmaker Crowley, unplanned pregnancy, celestial pregnancy, celestial birth, homeless Crowley, angst, flashback sequences to happier times, fantastical realism, stars, bittersweet ending

Throwing back the duvet doesn’t help. His abdomen glows unabashedly in the dark room now that the telly must’ve clicked itself off, strange and queer and very much real despite yesterday’s fever dream. Despite the endless nightmare of his entire existence.

Crowley slumps into the pillow and brings his trembling hands to his face. The silent tears burn as they fall back into the mussed hair at his temples, over and over again. He lays there in the dark and doesn’t make a sound other than the shuddering pull of each painful breath.

“Angel,” he says eventually, because it comes out in a sob before he can stop it and splinters apart in the back of his throat. “Oh, angel. Look what you’ve done to me.”

The light inside him almost looks blue at times, like the cobalt sheen of something he might’ve held between two hands a very long while ago.

26. one last nightingale || 3.5K || Explicit

Major themes: S2 canon divergence, episode 6 fix-it (of sorts), Crowley stops time, angst, communication and lack thereof, emotional goodbye sex, sex in the bookshop, Our Side, Aziraphale still leaves but they part after [mostly] landing on the same page, tenderness, porn with feelings

“Listen,” Crowley says abruptly from where he’s standing by the door, pointing above their heads. “Hear that?”

They’re running out of options, he’s running out of time to make Crowley listen, and in his mounting panic somehow all the angel can do is bluff. “I don’t hear anything!” he says in huffed exasperation.

The true weight of that silence wedged between them slugs Aziraphale somewhere beneath the breastbone when he realizes, dazedly, that the grandfather clock behind him has stopped ticking for the very first time in more than three centuries.

“Nothing…at all,” Aziraphale breathes out, eyes widening as he whips his head around to gape at the forestalled clock. Upon turning again he searches Crowley’s face for some sort of affirmation, for any kind of clue that this is the trapdoor he’d been haplessly hoping for. “My word. Did you just—?”

“Sure did,” Crowley retorts, lowering his arm so it slaps against his side like a limp fish. Outside the world continues, Soho going about its business as usual, but even the old metronome across the room on the angel’s desk has stopped its waving arm mid-air. “Now start explaining, we haven’t got all day.”

27. pieces of you || 17K || Explicit, some dead dove elements

Major themes: post-S2, canon divergence, not fully canon compliant, established relationship, Crowley forces a pregnancy after Aziraphale leaves, forced artificial insemination, intense masturbation scene, some kinks, past breeding kink roleplay, Crowley takes an 8-month-long nap, emotions, angst, question coping with traumatic experiences, references to depression, childbirth, premature birth, unassisted birth, stream of consciousness, strong Crowley, emotional Crowley, Archangel Aziraphale, loss of trust, separation, some reconciliation

“Crowley,” Aziraphale whispers, hand mindlessly grappling for the golden clasp secured at his throat. “What have you done?”

“What I’ve always wanted,” Crowley says flatly, clutching the baby close against his bare chest. “You made your choice, angel. And I made a few of my own.”

“Whose,” Aziraphale starts to say, and then can’t speak for a moment while something visceral moves through him. “Whose child are they? Other than yours, I mean.”

“Look at her for yourself,” Crowley says, drawing his dark wing up just enough that Aziraphale can gaze at the newborn without feathers blocking the lamplight glowing behind them. “You haven’t even been gone for a year—don’t tell me you suddenly can’t recognize one of your own.”

28. of beasts and bated desires || 9K || Explicit || direct sequel to “a perfectly willing sacrifice”

Major themes: not specific to any canon events, monsterfucking, consensual kink, breeding, cum inflation, virginity kink, creature Aziraphale, knotting

“I know you’ve always been so terribly eager and keen to please,” Aziraphale sighs, fondly shaking his head. “I suppose I only wish things had been—not so regimented, and a little more organic for our first time. Sentimentality always betrays me, but I think you deserved something so much more lovely than all that.”

“I got you out of it,” Crowley croaks, slumping into a wrecked sprawl across the settee. “That’s what I wanted. That’s all I needed.”

Aziraphale’s expression softens as he gently reaches over to pass a hand over Crowley’s hot forehead, pushing his hair back away from his face. “Even when I looked like that great big brute of a mountain spirit?” he asks. “I’ve always wondered if it was too much.”

Crowley squeezes his eyes shut and feels the brewing words clap out of him like thunder before he can even attempt to slap a hand over his mouth to apprehend them. “Sometimes I sit around and daydream about you taking that form again and raking me over the bloody coals for old time’s sake,” he blurts. “No’thatitmatters, but.”

Aziraphale’s palm comes to an abrupt stop and rests on the crown of Crowley’s head. “Do you really?” he asks a bit breathlessly.

29. threshold || 2.2K || Mature

Major themes: post-canon, South Downs cottage, homecoming, moving in together, emotions, crying, tenderness, non-explicit sex, making love, comfort fic

There is a modestly quaint cottage on a rolling hill by the sea, with an upstairs window overlooking a garden.

Aziraphale is the one who finds it. “For the both of us,” he tells Crowley the day they drive down from London just to see it, bought sight unseen, because when the angel is certain about something he does not dither or dally on the matter.

30. earthly delights || 3.4K || Explicit

Major themes: Job minisode excerpt, pregnant Bildad, surprise pregnancy, cunnilingus, hedonist Aziraphale appreciation, Bildad gets his pussy ate, developing relationship

31. a gift to us both || 7.3K || Explicit

Major themes: Santa AU, Aziraphale is Santa Claus, fem she/they Crowley, Christmas smut, communication, wishes, magic, breeding kink, Santa has a knot, tender smut

32. from autumn blooms spring summer fruit || 9.2K || Explicit

Major themes: Human AU, Edwardian era, Aristocrat Aziraphale, Gardener Crowley, secret relationships, open relationships, marriages of convenience, background Crowley/Nina, garden cottage smut, semi-interrupted sex, love child

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