#Liam posted this he is so sweet❤️

[addy1313]

[rou-luxe]

Ikevil OC: Elsie Juniper

The Juniper Tree fairytale is very violent. If you search it up, do so with caution.

I drew this a while ago but I forgot about it 💀

more under the cut

Elsie Juniper. Quiet and deadly. If she snaps, no one is making it out alive.

Birthday: May 14th (Taurus)* Height: 160 cm Affiliation: Theater, Crown (temporary) Curse: The Juniper Tree: Marlinchen *not intended to be recently, that's just a coincidence

"My mother she killed me, My father he ate me, My sister, little Marlinchen, Gathered together all my bones, Tied them in a silken handkerchief, Laid them beneath the juniper-tree, Kywitt, kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!"

In "The Juniper Tree", Marlinchen's tears assist in bringing her brother back to life. Following the tale, her tears provide physical comfort to someone for a set amount of time, but like numbing rather than anesthesia. She tends to use it more on people suffering a fatal wound, to let them pass in peace. Elsie is rather sensitive and prone to crying... in conjunction with her ability, her ability tends to be rather inconvenient for herself...

She hates the stench of blood and flesh. However, her ability does come in handy when helping out Roger (he tends to accidentally cause more damage to the person when this happens because he doesn't know when he's going too far) Roger sometimes uses the tears as numbing.  Then the members have to drag her away from Roger lest he get turned-

She works as a costume designer for the theater where Liam works at. Occasionally she writes her own plays. Sometimes she'll go to the bar and write with quill and pen for hours on end...

Relationships (read: delusion / headcanons)

oh lovely sylvatica... yk how Alfons loves watching Liam at plays? Elsie likes to watch front row seat to see all her hard work and Liam usually has them sitting next to each other* Elsie can't take much more flirting. Save her. Please. + their relationship is a complicated one. might write sometime.

Ah, yes. Coworkers and great friends. Elsie loves designing new outfits for Liam ❤️ He's really good at comforting her and Elsie repays him any way she can. Always the small things. She probably loves messing with his hair.

Elsie is painfully honest. Harrison teases her a lot about how obvious it is whenever she lies. He doesn't even need to use his ability. They both love sweets, though, and Harrison loves treating Elsie to the bakery. (BIG BROTHER FIGURE SPOTTED!!)

William and her are on okay terms. Elsie respects him a lot. wtf what else do I say (<- just finished William route but is still confused)

Elsie feels really comfortable around Elbert. They can have silent moments in peace, and she likes taking care of him, whether it's making sure his hair is brushed or making him tea. He is ADORABLE.

Victor has too much energy for her, but she sometimes helps him take care of Crown. She loves messing with Victor's hair also...

Other than to study her ability, Elsie and Roger don't interact often...

She's constantly under the impression that Jude is really scary. She once bumped into him and wouldn't stop apologizing

*I CAN SEE LIAM BEING A MATCHMAKER SO BADDD THIS HEADCANON LIVES IN MY BRAIN I NEED TO SEE MORE LIAM AND ALFONS RELATIONSHIP PLEASE CYBIRD

In the Victorian era, if a woman was single, it was commonplace for a woman to be escorted by an older male servant (like a butler) or an older family member. If she was NOT single, the woman would typically be escorted by her lover. Alfons takes advantage of this fact

Of course, Liam wants Elsie to be safe, so he asks Alfons to sit next to her. Alfons is already there, anyway. He can trust his coworker enough in case anything goes wrong... right? 😇

(she has her own backstory with explanations of certain likes / dislikes, but I'm not revealing it. maybe in a separate post. I don't want to traumatize anyone just looking at this)

watch me forget she exists

"...What do you want from me?"

[hojiteaversion]

Hiii hiii I know you're dals dedicated blog 😌 but I was just wondering what other books from Romance Club have you enjoyed so far? What are your other favorite lis?

I would love to see your other playthroughs as well if you're comfortable sharing 🤗🤗♥️

Hi!! It's so sweet of you to ask!! Here are some other RC books I've enjoyed:

Psi. Objectively, the best book I've played so far. Lou, her dynamic with Kay (platonic or romantic), and the plot are all amazing 👌👌👌 Initially romanced Ivo, but he wasn't doing much for me, so am now replaying for Kay!

Arcanum. Most people seem to dislike the ending, and I disagree!!! I think that, plot-wise, it was an excellent ending!!! It makes you look at the whole book through a new lens, and the bad route endings fit perfectly with the replayability of a visual novel game!!! Underrated fr!! From that one, I romanced and enjoyed Liam, but nowadays, I think I would enjoy Damon more, despite………….. everything.

Ash in Song of the Crimson Nile finally gave me more of that sociopathic, entitled, manipulative flavor that I was craving post-Mehmed 🥰🥰 But like, with his own quirks and everything, he's not a Mehmed copy, you know what I mean? From that book, I also ADORE Livius and his beautiful friendship with MC. It pleasantly surprised me!! He's excellent!

Love, Sin & Evil vol. 1 for the vampires, the vibes, the silliness, and the insane coding. Ngl, this last update really disappointed me, but the one before that was sooo good. They GET it (darkness path>>>). And I think horror might be my favorite genre to play in visual novels, so ❤️❤️❤️ None of the LIs do much for me, but I like the redhead vampire and Tony the best!

Kali: Flame of Samsara. I'm kind of enjoying this more than I did SCN? But I couldn't tell you why, except that I like Christian!

The Flower From Tiamat's Fire for Niall and Nikkal. My loves.

On my to-play list: Legend of the Willow (I'll romance Shino), Chasing You (will romance Rachel), and Heaven's Secret (will go for Lucifer)

Thank you so much for asking! I hope you're having an excellent day!! ❤️❤️❤️

[inabottlelikelightning]

you are probably so tired of getting asks about yofoe after literal YEARS LOL so i’m so sorry in advance and feel free to ignore if you don’t feel like answering!! I remember you posting a couple snippets of the next chapter about a year ago and was just wondering if you’d be willing to share anything more you have? or if you plan to share it on your own terms? totally fine if not! (also if you’re wondering yes I am the same person who asked back in 2021 and yes I still have yofoe at the top of my bookmarks and reread from time to time just to see how she’s doing because she was a true moment in time for me)

U ARE SO SWEET please do not apologize i am sure it’s every writers dream to be getting lovely asks like this after years ❤️ thank you so much! u know what, i was saving this for a special occasion (the year 2030 when i finally finish this story oopsies) but just for you, because this warmed my heart so much, here u go (mwah):

——

"Good God," Argent mutters. And then, to the hunter fighting him: "If you shoot me in the head right now, you may be entitled to financial compensation."

He seems genuinely disappointed when the man is taken down by one of Kira's electricity strikes.

And then, out of the corner of Liam's eye, a stray bullet. Liam maps out the trajectory, is moving before he even registers it, springing off his back legs, hands going straight for Theo's shoulders, bowling them both over, the only sound exiting his mouth a horrible, strangled yell.

They hit the concrete floor with a thud, and Liam feels the bullet whiz past his head, barely missing them.

"The fuck?" Theo asks, and Liam focuses on him for the first time, all of him, and--

"You're shirtless," Liam blurts. He huffs. "Why are you always shirtless?"

Theo narrows his eyes. "That's why you jumped me?"

Liam realizes, way too late, that he has one hand resting comfortably on each pec. He snatches his hands back, hands burning almost hotter than his face.

"What!?" he splutters. "No! No! No. There was-- you were gonna be-- a bullet!"

"A bullet," Theo repeats, unimpressed.

The fighting spills further into the corridor, Malia having taken possession of Kira's sword while Kira siphons electricity from the building and channels it into blasts. Liam and Theo very nearly avoid being singed, when they catch sight of them.

"Uh," Malia says. "Hey guys."

"'Sup," Theo replies.

Kira clears her throat. "Um," she tries, hands crackling with sparks, "Whatcha doin' there?"

Liam looks down, at Theo's stupidly relaxed shirtless body. He's still straddling him, he realizes.

"This," Liam says, "isn't what it looks like."

Malia's eye twitches. "No one said it looked like anything."

Liam groans. "Okay, but your tone--"

[skepticalarrie]

Liam is so sweet. 🥺

He is! His post was so sweet, I think he has a lot going on for him but he also has a really good heart ❤️

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING SINFUL: a smut masterlist by AGENDABYMOONER (18+)

general f1 masterlists: a - n masterlist o - z masterlist

WARNING: SMUT/EXPLICIT CONTENT UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI!

LEGEND: ✦ = new pieces ☏ = voicemail blurb ♡ = rec read

note: you guys wanted a masterlist specifically for some smut content, so here is a masterlist ❤️ enjoy xx

taglists for this masterlist are attached below the cut. if you’d like to get on one of my taglists, check this post out!

alex albon (aa23)

something missed: their argument led them both to realize how much they sought to each other's touch. (angst, cockwarming)

fernando alonso (fa14)

something spoiled: she can have everything in the world. everything but that attitude. (brat taming, sd!fernando x reader)

jenson button (jb22)

something devoured: what is a man if not starving? (pussy drunk!jenson, oral sex) ♡

lewis hamilton (lh44)

something memorable: ten years of memories? how about memories of celebrating their ten years? (sex tape)

something sneaky: lewis' year-end party is just an excuse to get her away from the crowd.

something rewarding: pretty girl. patient girl. sweet reward. (soft dom!lewis, somnophilia-esque)

liam lawson (ll40)

something cautious: the view was the woman. (outdoor + exhibitionist) ✦

charles leclerc (cl16)

something green: control was what he normally had until he decided that making her jealous wouldn't break her out of her shell. (sub!charles x reader)

something angelic: charles showed her everything that she deserved all while showing her ex that he didn’t deserve her. (corruption kink-esque)

lando norris (ln4)

something deserved: when she stripped him off the opportunity to win, all he seemed to do was retaliate and reward her (dom!lando x reader)

something rewarded: miami gp 2024 meant celebration, even if it was for two only (dom!lando, titfucking, anal play) ✦

oscar piastri (op81)

something vocal: oscar is occasionally talkative. (praise kink, oral sex) ♡

late night talking: oscar left a voicemail for the reader to wake up to. (m masturbation) ☏

something different: she wasn't sure how he started acting like that- but it wasn't anything she'd complain about. (dom!oscar, orgasm denial)

george russell (gr63)

something unexpected: everything hits different when you're trying to move on with the help of your own best friend. (dom!george, best friends to lovers)

daniel ricciardo (dr3)

something watchful: he always wondered why she wanted to stay in that shithole of a flat so much. (exhibitionism/voyeurism/mirror sex)

something jealous: he’s got no reason to be one when he knew that she’s only desperate for him. (voyeurism ft. lando norris) ♡

something scandalous: they all knew he was into pda, but doing it in a club restroom was another story. (exhibitionism, semi-public sex)

something entertaining: daniel and his girl put on a show for a special guest. (voyeurism/exhibitionism, praise kink ft. lewis hamilton)

carlos sainz (cs55)

something hazy: carlos was an attentive husband to his stressed out wife. (soft dom!carlos)

something conversational: who would’ve thought that he still had the upper hand no matter how far he was? (phone sex, dom!carlos)

something possessive: he had always been a secured man, all he needed to do was to remind her how secured he was. (mean dom!carlos, anal play, facefucking, impact play) ♡

mick schumacher (ms47)

something broody: dilf!mick loved nothing more than the glow of motherhood that washed over his wife’s body. (breeding kink, body worship)

max verstappen (mv1)

something mean: don't underestimate the man if you don't want to be at the other side of his mean tendencies. (orgasm denial, mean!dom!max x reader)

something overwhelming: he wanted to overwhelm her in the nicest way possible (overstimulation, multiple orgasms)

toto wolff (tw00)

something big: she was the only one who could handle his desire and he's the perfect fit for her. (size kink)

something intoxicating: it’s funny how she can get mouthy but lose all of her words when she starts craving for more. (cock drunk!reader)

something desired: who the fuck was christian horner to decide what they both wanted? (size kink)

something divine: toto wanted to cherish his wife as she bore the light of their life. (pregnancy sex, body worship, breeding kink)

multiple drivers x reader

something full, pg10 + reader + cl16: it was like she had her personal demon and angel. except from they’re filling her needs one way or another. (dp, threesome) ♡

something celebratory, cs55 + reader + ln4: how to celebrate their singapore gp victory, carlando style. (anal sex, dp, threesome) ♡

something wagered, jb22 + reader + sv5: she learned that making a bet would be more risky and efficient if they knew what the reward was going to be. (threesome, spitroast, mclaren!jb and rbr!sv)

something fulfilled, fa14 + reader + mw2: their kid wanted a baby sibling and who were they to deny her that? their wife might need some convincing, however. (threesome, dp, breeding kink)

something agreeable, pg10 + reader + eo31: they're always thought to be enemies. but there's something that they have in common. (threesome, dp)

something reunited, sv5 + reader + mw2: it took them ten years to get her back and they were sure to ruin her plan to slip away the next time. (threesome, dp, face fucking size kink) ♡

something rotten, jb22 + reader + fa14: nothing is ever 'too much' for jenson and fernando. they made sure that she knew that. (threesome, dp, sd!jenson + sd!fernando)

something victorious, cs55 + cl16 + ln4 x reader: australian grand prix 2024 certainly deserved a party for four. (foursome, dp, oral sex ) ✦

more pieces coming soon!

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[imthebadguyyy]

Christmas

(not my gif)

pairing - one direction x reader (sixth member!platonic!reader)

fandom - one direction

summary - headcanons for preparing for christmas with your boys ❤️

a/n - this is kinda late, but i lowkey forgot to post it on 25th so here you go!!

when it came to christmas planning, you and harry always took the lead, but only after liam was allowed to go over your plans

going to pick a tree together was so much fun, but oh so chaotic because you all wanted different trees

all of you finally deciding to let zayn pick the tree you were going to put up because he was the most willing to give up the tree he wanted our sweet boii

liam and harry draped the lights around the tree, while you, niall, louis, and zayn decorated it with the baubles

you had a little freak out moment when a giant bee zoomed out of one of the branches, making you jump into niall's arms, causing him to fall over into louis, who crashed into zayn, who crashed into harry

all of you groaning and scrambling on the floor until liam, shaking his head at the messes you were, shooed the bee out and also snapped a quick photo for the band Instagram

finally getting the tree decorated after two hours of squabbling, laughing, making a mess, and singing christmas songs at the top of your lungs

the boys mutually agreeing that you should put the star on top of the tree, and harry even hoisted you up on his shoulders so you could reach the very top all while zayn hopped around the both of you like a worried chicken

all of you admiring your decorating skills, not only on the tree, but around the house as well

you and harry baking a ginormous amount of cookies together, while a well-meaning niall hovered around you two, sneaking in little tastes of the dough when you weren't looking

you eventually finding out when a suspicious amount of dough went missing from your bowl of sugar cookie bowl, gasping dramatically and rapping him gently on his knuckles

the six of you having a gingerbread house decorating competition!

zayn's being the prettiest and the most artistic, while louis' was the most... creative to say the least

lets be honest, zayn won by a mile but was too modest to say so until you declare him the winner

you and niall teamed up to decorate yours, but failing miserably when the walls of your house fell apart and the pretty little stars you had drawn on melted into little puddles of icing

you felt so sad that zayn decorated another house just for you!! 🥺

staying up with louis and liam till midnight to wrap all your presents

the three of you falling asleep in front of the fire, only to be covered with a sleeping blanket later by a very concerned niall

you guys' began your christmas movie marathon somewhere around the first of December, going through the grinch, elf, sleepless in Seattle, the christmas chronicles and the nutcracker before the 25th

speaking of which, harry bought you all tickets to watch the musical nutcracker!

cuddling together on the couch on cold evenings, usually ending up with you falling asleep with your head on louis' shoulder and feet in niall's lap

niall buying your presents somewhere in October, trying his best to wrap them as well as he could 🥺

you buying harry a set of pastel nail polishes, and also a beautiful set of rings he could wear everywhere

you also bought him a pack of colourful hair ties for his curls, all customized with his initials

it was his favourite present and always had one on his wrist after that

you getting louis a stuffed avocado toy as a joke

him lowkey loving it

actually getting him a beautiful pair of sunglasses and an electric guitar from fender

you buying liam his favourite cologne, but also writing him a letter

the contents of the letter remained private, but he cried and gave you such a tight hug you nearly choked

you buying zayn a stunning watch with z.m engraved on the back, and a little bradford bad boy engraved in mini letters

he blushed but absolutely adored it

niall received a brand new guitar from you, and also a set o golf clubs, again with his initals engraved on them

he was so excited he dragged you out for a game of golf asap

all of you singing last christmas at the top of your lungs, trying your hardest to sing in your worst voices

you guys crashing on a sugar high after eating way too many quality street chocolates and gingerbread cookies

throwing louis a birthday party on the 24th!

him loving it

you guys actually baking him the cake together, decorating it together

he was so taken aback he teared up

niall slipping into your bedroom on christmas eve, wanting to cuddle with you

harry sneaking in after him, cuddling up to your tummy

louis being the next, letting your head rest on his chest

liam being next, resting his head on your legs, after shoving harry's long legs away for the hundredth time

zayn creeping in last, pressing a kiss to your forehead, before squeezing in next to niall

all of you just loving christmas, especially together 🥺❤️

a/n - haven't done a sixth member fic in so long, i hope you enjoy it! thank you for reading lovelies, as always, feedback and comments are always appreciated !! ❤︎

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[ziammyloves25]

July 22, 2021

Liam posted to his ig story about how proud he is of songs for One Direction. Sweet sentimental boy 🥹❤️

Had a lovely moment this morning

My playlist was

Fireproof

Fools gold

And once in a lifetime

Probably some of my favorite songs to have been a part of,

Really sets the tone for the day, I’d advise you to spin them back to back right now…

Disclaimer may cause happiness, intense feels and inner peace 💆🏻‍♂️

I made a playlist of all the songs Liam wrote on while in 1D was active. He wrote on so many bangers, just like Louis… and often as writing partners!!!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6c1MXOTYsnirB3jNTCfgca?si=zpXoF3WpQq2DDkvkS_JM3g

[gardenerian]

Allow me to indulge you and formally ask: 5 times Ian and Lip shared ice cream and 1 time... Mickey and Tami joined? Mickey and Tami brought them ice cream? Oh! Lip and Ian walked in on Mickey and Tami sharing ice cream? Whatever. Dealer's choice.

🗣 YESSSSSS! i meant to finish and post this yesterday but watch watch really took over my brain. thank you so much for indulging me, my love!🍦❤️ 

1.

ian wakes in a dark, cramped room, in a bed that's too small, surrounded by the sounds of someone else's sleep. just like he has for the last several months.

it's the same, really - except everything is different.

this room is his room. the walls aren't bare white cinderblock, they're covered with posters and childhood art. his toes hang over the side of the bed that's always been his, rather than a stiff prison bunk.

and those sleepy snuffles are carl's, rather than mickey's.

ian's not going to get any sleep in here tonight. he's too lost, too hyperaware of mickey's absence. thrown back into this house, this life, with all its chaos.

the party had been perfect - holding onto liam, ribbing carl over the cake. holding franny, holding freddie. kissing debbie's red hair. watching lip cradle his son at last. kev, veronica, and a hoard of people he didn't know.

but now he's alone with his thoughts instead of alone with mickey.

ian swings his feet over the side of the bed, holding his head in his hands for a moment before making a decision. it's foreign, this freedom. moving about the house simply because he can.

lip is sitting in the kitchen, poking at the sad remains of tonight's sheet cake with a fork. his smile is tired when he spots ian on the stairs.

"thought you'd be sawing logs by now, man."

ian huffs a laugh, snatching lip's fork as he sits beside him. "can't sleep," he admits. "too much... well, too much."

lip nods like he understands, even though he doesn't. he sticks a finger in the icing and frowns. "this cake is dry as fuck. think i know what it needs."

he scoots back from the table, and a moment later he plops a carton of ice cream on the table, two spoons clattering beside it. ian grins, tossing the icing-covered fork aside and reaching for a spoon. lip opens up the ice cream - peanut butter swirl - and holds it out to ian.

they eat in sleepy silence for a moment, two men out of their element even in this familiar place. ian feels the tension of the day slip away a bit. fiona's long gone, mickey's miles away in a cell without him, and his parole officer might just ruin his entire fucking life.

but he can still sit in this yellow kitchen with his brother, sweetness on his tongue and a warmth in his veins. lip looks tired, staring down at the table as he fiddles with his spoon.

"thought you were supposed to sleep when the kid sleeps, pops?"

"you gonna call me pops forever?"

when ian just smiles, lip sighs. "yeah, probably should be asleep. we're still tryin' to work out a routine, y'know?"

ian nods like he understands, even though he doesn't.

“i don’t know how the fuck this is gonna go,” lip continues, and this ian understands. everything feels so up in the air right now, and it’s hard to believe that fucking prison is the last place he really felt secure.

lip stands, pushing the ice cream closer to ian. “glad to have a minute with you though,” he says, clapping ian on the shoulder. “good to have you back.”

ian hums in agreement, tossing a wave over his shoulder. he doesn’t feel like he’s back, not just yet. but it’s nice to be here, wherever he is, with the familiar thumping of his brother up the stairs.

2.

lip stays in the living room after everyone disperses. mickey drags ian upstairs to celebrate the engagement, tami takes fred out to the RV, and the other gallaghers shut themselves away in their own bedrooms. 

but lip sits quietly, buckling under the weight of his own announcement, and listens to the sounds of his family settling in the rooms above him. thinks about raising his son away from them. 

after a little while, once everyone quiets down for sleep, lip is startled from thought by the creeping footsteps of someone on the back stairs. he turns to see ian tiptoeing into the kitchen. 

lip watches him fumble around in the dark for a minute, snorting when ian stubs his toe on the refrigerator. ian jumps at the sound. 

“the fuck you doin’ sitting in the dark?”

lip just shrugs. “just thinking. why aren’t you up there with your betrothed, huh?”

“also thinking,” ian replies, pulling a tub of chocolate ice cream from the freezer. he holds it out to lip in question, who gladly takes it, eager for a distraction. ian grabs the spoons, and they settle on the couch to dig in. 

“so you popped the question,” lip says after a moment. “for real this time?”

ian smacks him lightly on the head. “it was real the first time,” he argues weakly. “but yes, i asked him again tonight.” 

he looks a little dazed, spoon dangling from his mouth. there’s chocolate staining his lips, and he looks impossibly young for a man with a fiancé. 

“how did you know,” lip asks, “that it was right? how are you suddenly so sure, after all that?”

ian takes the tub from lip and settles it in his own lap. “i didn’t know,” he answers. “i don’t know. but - i guess i realized i’m not so afraid to find out.”

and how much of their lives have been driven by fear? fear of being without, fear of being alone. fear of whatever lives within them. fuck, lip’s even afraid right now. how can he know the right thing to do?

“you gotta trust yourself at some point, lip,” ian says then, as if reading his thoughts. he takes lip’s spoon and stands, walking over to the kitchen to put everything away. when he returns, he puts a hand in lip’s hair. 

“i’m going back up before mickey wakes up and gets cranky. see you in the morning?”

lip nods - maybe he’ll be less afraid in the sunlight. 

3.

he’s out of cereal. motherfucker. 

ian peels himself from the couch and trudges to the kitchen in search of a substitute. he finds it in the freezer - some mint flavor of debbie’s. whatever, it’ll do. 

he slumps in chair at the table, digging in without any real interest. it’s just something to do. 

mickey’s somewhere with sandy - for the sake of his anxiety, ian didn’t ask where - and ian suddenly has no where to be. without a job, there’s no need for him to shower or change, no need for him to feel any real urgency. 

no need for him for much of anything, really. 

lip breezes through the back door with freddie, derailing ian’s pathetic train of thought. ian’s glad to see someone else in the house; he was tired of haunting the place on his own. 

“what’re you up to?”

lip turns to him, settling fred in franny’s old high chair. “need to borrow a ladder,” he says, looking around the kitchen before his gaze settles on the ice cream in front of ian. “rough day?” 

“not really,” ian sighs, pushing the tub forward in invitation. “nothing’s going on. whole lotta nothing.”

lip raises an eyebrow as he sits at the kitchen table. he pulls one of fred’s little spoons from his bag and scoops himself a thimbleful of ice cream. “no luck on the job search, then?”

“not much work for a guy on parole, especially when the world’s ending,” ian answers around a mouthful. “and with the wedding money gone, we’re kinda fucked. mickey keeps scamming his way into cash, but how long can that last?”

“we’ve always scammed cash when we needed it,” lip reminds him. 

ian sighs - yeah, that’s true. but he’d thought, or hoped, maybe, that getting married might force a little security. a change in the way they care for each other. in the way they live together.

“i just don’t wanna have to,” ian tells him. “i don’t want every day to be such a risk, y’know? so fucking sick of prison looming over our heads.”

“i know man, trust me,” lip says, glancing over at fred. “but shit’s just - not normal right now. it won’t be like this forever. we just have to buckle down and do what we gotta do right now.”

ian leans back in his chair and swallows down a spoonful. he looks at lip, who looks back. they sit together in their own uncertainties, the same taste in their mouths. 

4.

it’s quiet when lip pushes into ian and mickey’s apartment. 

he doesn’t like it - there’s usually so much noise in here. mickey shouting about something, ian singing or humming off-key, nieces and nephews running around. 

but today it’s quiet.

ian’s on the couch, fiddling with his phone. he doesn’t look up when lip comes in. he doesn’t grin or wave, he doesn’t snap or tell him to go. he’s quiet. 

mickey called a little while ago, asking lip to come by while he went out for a bit. it’s really not bad, he’d assured him, i think he’ll just want to see you. but it doesn’t look like ian wants much of anything right now. 

“i brought vanilla,” lip announces lowly, and ian finally turns his head to face him. “mickey said your stomach’s not in great shape.” 

“it’s just the new dose,” ian mumbles. “can’t have too much.”

lip sits on the floor by the couch, dropping the ice cream and spoons on the coffee table. when ian makes no move for it, lip opens the tub and holds out a spoon. 

“don’t make me feed you,” lip warns. “i haven’t fed you in like, twenty years, and i think we’re past that.”

“you never fed me,” ian snorts, and lip delights in the sound. maybe it’s really not so bad this time. “i’m barely younger than you.”

“i absolutely did,” he insists. “you can ask fiona. she had to help me, but i definitely did it.”

“whatever, dad,” ian mutters, sitting up slowly and gingerly taking a spoon. he takes just a little bit, but lip watches him smile as the sweetness hits his tongue. neither of them really had a sweet tooth growing up, so these moments together feel extra indulgent now. 

they don’t talk much. there isn’t really anything to solve. there’s no big plan to fix this. it’s just something they have to feel their way through, wading through the quiet. 

“i would, you know,” lip says after a moment. 

“would what?”

“i’d feed you this fucking ice cream,” lip says around a laugh. “if you wanted.”

“oh, fuck off,” ian grumbles, rolling his eyes. then - “i know, asshole.”

5.

ian’s pacing the kitchen when lip finally bursts through the door.

“what’s wrong,” he pants, eyes roaming wildly over ian’s face. “what’s the emergency?”

“i never said there was an emergency,” ian corrects him. “i merely said that i needed you to come over immediately.”

“that implies something very urgent, ian,” lip sighs, throwing himself into a chair at the dining table. 

“this is urgent,” ian agrees. “just - not terrible? i don’t think?”

“what the fuck are you talking about?”

ian plops a carton of ice cream in front of his brother. lip leans forward and peers at the label. 

“is this fucking boysenberry?”

“yeah, they got really weird flavors in this neighborhood. best i could find.”

“well, you do owe me for dragging me over here,” lip says, opening up the ice cream. “what’s going on?”

ian takes a breath, steadying himself for this news. when they got the call, he was so wrapped up in mickey, he thought he’d never untangle himself. they’d spent last night celebrating, planning, and making promises. 

but today - he needs to talk to lip. 

“we’re getting a kid,” ian tells him. “a baby. human.”

“thanks for the clarification,” lip answers dully, before standing and pulling ian into a hug. “holy shit, man!”

“i know,” ian breathes after they’re seated again, “fuck.” 

lip sniffs at the ice cream, and, upon apparently finding it satisfactory, scoops himself a spoonful. ian follows suit, trusting lip’s judgment. it’s alright - it’s different, kind of tart. 

“look at us,” lip laughs, reaching for another bite, “we’re evolving.”

“i don’t think fruit in our ice cream counts as development, man.”

“i’d argue otherwise, but who gives a shit? you’re getting a kid! definitely evolving. how d’you feel? what about mickey?”

“scared shitless, both of us. but - happy? maybe even ready? can you really be ready?”

“sounds about right. you’re as ready as you can be, but then it actually happens and you realize you weren’t ready at all. but you’ll catch up.”

“comforting, thanks.”

lip leans forward, wrapping a hand around ian’s wrist. “you got this, pops. gonna be a great dad.” 

“learned from the best, i guess,” ian laughs, holding out his spoon. “to evolving,” he says when lip clinks his against it. 

+1 

“stop eating all the cookie dough, mickey!”

“stop batting my spoon away, bitch!”

“move the fuck over then, and let me have some.”

“this is my house, tamietti, and my ice cream.”

“pretty sure it’s ian’s, actually, and he’s gonna kill us when he gets back.”

“what’s his is mine, and this is mine.”

“you’re such a drunk idiot - hey!”

tami and mickey look up, stunned, as a giant freckled hand wrenches the ice cream away from them. ian looms over them where they’re huddled around the kitchen island, face thunderous. lip stands behind him, arms crossed over his chest, clearly amused. 

“the fuck, mick? i told you i was saving that for lip!”

“fuck lip,” mickey chuckles, reaching for the ice cream. ian holds it over his head and mickey pouts as it moves out of reach. tami snatches it and inspects what’s left of the pint.

“i’d say we saved you some, but mickey here ate all of the cookie dough in it. so there’s - there’s just vanilla left in here.”

“why are you guys even here?” ian snaps. “you’re supposed to be out tonight.”

“went out,” mickey shrugs. “got drunk, came back.” 

“sorry to interrupt brother night,” tami says, not sounding very sorry at all. “mickey said there were snacks here... so we’re here.”

lip snorts. “sound logic. it’s cool, ian, we’ll just run out for more. or eat this sad cookie dough, it’s fine.”

ian’s chin juts out as he narrows his eyes at his husband. “you’ve been eyeing this ice cream since i brought it home yesterday. was this your plan all along? eat it all before we got back from the movie and hope i wouldn’t notice?”

mickey bites down on a grin. “maybe i was gonna say fiona wanted some.”

“damn, dude,” lip laughs. “you were gonna blame this on your kid?”

“she’s not even here!” ian shouts. “this is a terrible plan!” 

mickey leans over the island, motioning for ian to come closer. “i’ll make it up to you,” he promises. “i’ll make it up to you all night.”

ian nods, considering. mickey’s brand of repentance is pretty enticing. 

“you better. now pass me a fucking spoon.”

[alpineandbucky]

i just wanted to let you how much I am LOVING the end of the road! this last chapter had me in a STATE, you write Bucky’s fears and protectiveness over the safety of his daughter so well, and his relationship with Steve is EVERYTHING. It sucks that he found out about Steve’s true identity the way he did and Brock is utterly TERRIFYING, but I hope Bucky doesn’t push Steve away too far; he might be the only one that can protect them now! I can’t wait for the rest of the story!

also, out of pure curiosity: what does your ao3 name liloau stand for? what comes to mind for me is two things: lilo & stitch OR the iconic duo that is Louis Tomlinson/Liam Payne from one direction (and lilo happens to be their ship name)!

oh my gosh, sweet nonnie this message absolutely made my DAY! thank you so much, i'm so happy that you're loving this story! it means so much to me, and i'm so happy to finally share it. 💖

i was SO nervous writing and posting these chapters because it's so far out of my comfort zone, so i'm thrilled that brock is reading as terrifying as i hoped he would! poor bucky is having a time; so concerned about protecting eliana that he might not be making the most sound decisions. they've got a bit of a road ahead of them, for sure! 😔❤️

my username is from liam and louis from one direction! definitely an iconic duo for SURE. 1d was my last big fandom before a took a short (ten year...) break, and i was too tied to it to give it up on ao3! i was liloau on here for a long time too 😂

thank you so so much again for your sweet comments, you're the sweetest! i hope you enjoy the rest of the fic! ❤️❤️❤️

[a-crepusculo]

Newlyweds Game - Part 11

I am once again late (so sorry), but I am back with another round! I want to say thank you to @jamespotterthefirst for hosting this game and @genevievemd for this week’s question ❤️

Newlyweds Game - Full Masterlist

For Both

Where did you go on your second date?

Marchia: Our official second date, or our not-so-official one?

Ethan: *confused look* We have a not-so-official second date?

Marchia: Hopeful Hearts Gala, duh.

Ethan: I— *stutters* Wha— No! I did not ask you to be my date, I asked you to be my companion for the Diagnostics team.

Marchia: Potato, potato. *laughs* That was definitely a date, sweetheart.

Ethan: If you say so. But for the record, our official second date was an evening stroll at the Boston Common.

Marchia: And it was lovely. *kissing his cheek*

What is their pet name for you? Do you have a favorite? Do you have a least favorite?

Marchia: Huh, I think he only calls me with one pet name, which is ‘love’. He used to call me ‘Rookie’, which I adore and love, but he rarely use that anymore. Sometimes he slips in ‘sunshine’ or ‘lovely’, but ‘love’ will always have a special place in my heart.

Ethan: Well, on the contrary, she has thousands of pet names for me. ‘Babe’, ‘sweetheart’, ‘love’, ‘pumpkin’, ‘baby’, ‘tootsie’, ‘honey’, and the list goes on.

Marchia: *rolls her eyes playfully* I know you love every single one of them.

Ethan: I do. But my one favorite will always be ‘sayang’. *smiling softly at her*

What is their silliest fear?

Ethan: She’s afraid of clowns. She thought she got over it, but as it turns out, she didn’t.

Marchia: I mean, *scoffed* why are they dressed like that?! It’s creepy!

Ethan: It’s their job, love. They have to.

Marchia: Well, it’s better than having a fear of balloons. *glancing sheepishly at Ethan*

Ethan: *silence, doesn’t answer* Moving on to the next question.

How often do you go on dates together? Do you think it’s enough or would you like to go out more often?

Marchia: We try our best to go out and have ‘real’ dates every two or three weeks, depending on our schedule. It’s not necessarily enough, but we usually have lunch or dinner dates too when we’re both working.

Ethan: Yes. Should we include on-call room dates, too?

Marchia: *face turning red* Maybe we should.

What was the first thing your spouse said after the proposal?

Ethan: After accepting the proposal, she said, and I quote, “Pinch me”.

Marchia: Can you blame me, though? *chuckles* It kinda felt like a dream, so I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t a dream.

Ethan: *chuckles along with her too* It did felt like a dream that came true.

Marchia: I believe he whispered ‘I love you’ while hugging me after the proposal.

If you were forced to marry one of your exes, who would it be?

Ethan: No one.

Marchia: Aaaw, come on! *pouting* You’re no fun! I’ll go first then: Sebastian. He’s sweet, he’s smart.

Ethan: *grumbles at her response*

Marchia: Your turn! Pleeeease? *face turns into 🥺 emoji*

Ethan: .....Fine. I would marry... you.

Marchia: *baffled* I’m not your ex!

Ethan: Technically, you are my ex girlfriend. And now, you’re my wife.

Marchia: *sigh* This is what I get for marrying him.

Bonus Round

Speaking of exes, describe each of your spouse’s exes using three words only. Go!

Marchia: Besides Harper, I’ve only met Emma, which is still working at MK. She is stunning, smart, and.... flirtatious, I suppose.

Ethan: Flirtatious?

Marchia: She tried to hit on you in front of me! *laughs* Not that I’m jealous.

Ethan: Don’t be. *grabs her hand and kisses it*

Marchia: Whereas Harper.... damn. She’s amazing, talented, inspirational. I want to be her when I grow up.

Ethan: You are already an adult, love.

Marchia: *shrugs nonchalantly* Doesn’t matter.

Ethan: From what I have gathered, Liam—Insignificant. Ignorant. Obnoxious. For Sebastian—Decent. Tolerable. Passable.

Marchia: *laughs* All of them means the same thing, sweetheart.

I’ll be tagging in a separate post!

[madamecristal]

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I Do, I Do, I Do Love You

For @prettyinsoulpunk's birthday!! ❤️🤍💙

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Falcon and the Winter Solider

Relationship: Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Tags: Fluff and Humor, Accidental Marriage, Kissing

Fic Excerpt: “Anyway,” the younger man said, “I just wanted to let you know that I filed your marriage paperwork, so it’s all legally taken care of now!” At this, he grinned wide and sunnily, in a way that constantly reminded Bucky of Steve.

“Which would be fine and dandy,” Bucky started, voice pitching lower, “if I was married. As I am not, I cannot imagine what paperwork I’d need filed.” He stared intently at Joaquín, as his eyes blew wide. It was a look of shock and confusion, which Bucky also recognized as very Steve-like. Where exactly had Sam found this guy? Just thinking of him was enough to materialize the new Captain America apparently, as Sam joined them on the front steps of the cabin.

❤️🤍💙 FIC LOCATED HERE! ❤️🤍💙

12 notes • Posted 2021-06-29 19:00:42 GMT

#4

It's Your Love

Fic Located Here!

Relationships: Bobby/Alex/Luke/Reggie/Willie

Audience: Mature

Additional Tags: Everyone is Alive, Explicit Language, Implied Sexual Content, Alternate Universe, Happy Ending

Summary: The OT5 love story with Cowboy Willie and International Rockstars Sunset Curve.

@merihn - Happy Birthday darling!!  🥳 🥳

@floating-in-the-blue - I hope the suggestions are all you hoped for!  💜

15 notes • Posted 2021-01-04 17:02:21 GMT

#3

Love Was Made For Me and You

Fic Located Here!

Relationships: Alex/Reggie

Additional Tags: Boy Kissing, Rain Kisses, Fluff

Story Excerpt:  

“But that wasn’t what Reggie was thinking as he laid there. He was thinking about the movies and all the kissing in the rain. It had seemed a running theme - the epic rain kiss that meant the happy ending was coming. And then, as if by fate, it was raining today. So it wasn’t exactly that Reggie was waiting to be kissed in the rain, but he wasn’t opposed to that happening either.”

For @prettyinsoulpunk  🌻💛 🌻💛 🌻💛

20 notes • Posted 2021-01-07 22:30:17 GMT

#2

Seas the Day

Fic Located Here!

Relationship: Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes

Additional Tags: Fluff, Boat Rides, First Kisses

Summary:  After everything, Sam and Bucky take a ride on the new Wilson family boat - courtesy of one Baron Zemo, of course.

20 notes • Posted 2021-04-04 21:29:40 GMT

#1

Copperhead Road

Fic Located Here!  ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Relationships: Luke Patterson/Reggie Peters

Additional Tags: Fake Dating, Everyone is Alive AU, Explicit Language, Fluff

Summary:  Luke gets a fake - or maybe real - boyfriend, and it's definitely all Bobby's fault. Okay, maybe some of it is Alex's fault, since he thinks it's good for PR.

28 notes • Posted 2021-01-30 03:15:26 GMT

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