#broadway of the Zone au

[evilminji]

Broadway :3c

And I hear ya. (Insert spooky joke here) There is a sprawling WEB of central hubs, for The Arts. For trade. For getting drunk and having a good time. The Zone is large and it is endless. You'll NEVER reach the far end. It can never reach you.

All things, in gentle sweeping waves, across eternity.

So when folks want to have "a market" or "a movie theater" or "the waterpark"? You gotta PICK a point on the endless map. Figure if you are close or far enough away for others like it, to make it worth the effort to build.

You might even be the first to do it for GALAXIES in any direction! People might fly for WEEKS to come to your place! Move their Lairs to be closer too it. Like dust gathered by gravity, slowly creating planets and stars. A mega Lair. A CITY.

They rise, they fall, the Zone shifts all the while.

But!

Does the dead starlet stop singing? Does getting gunned down, stop the show?? I think NOT! Where is her STAGE? What musicals? What dramas? What operas and tragedies and forms unknown to human kind??! Ballet dancers who CAN defy gravity! Singers who have no NEED for air! The haunting blend of instruments, that could never in life have met! From empires long turned to ASH!

The greatest show in DEATH!

Ember was a world wide hit. Yes, her voice was hypnotic. But that could be FOUGHT. It was SKILL that carried the game. And she was hardly "I was Literally The Greatest My Planet Ever Produced" skilled. She was good, great even. Not "I was Born For Greatness" Excellence.

And like?

.....eventually? Danny's gonna ask after "cultural-y" Culture stuff. Clothes and food. Music and the arts. To help his parents get used to the whole "our son is half-dead" thing. To show he's not some mindless monster now.

And? Ghostwriter? Probably an absolute legend. Does he know where you can find some CULTURE? Oh THANK ZONE! He thought you'd NEVER ask! You unsophisticated-! *fist fight in a library* Still a dick, though. Always and forever.

And just? Imagine Broadway stretched out into a floating city. That never sleeps. Never stops. Shows ever changing. Some on a cycle, some only once. Dream-like. Beautiful. Eye catching.

And yeah, Danny didn't think he LIKED musicals. It was more of a Jazz thing. But? This was important! Gotta get the whole family in the Speeder. We're going to see a play, guys! We'll pick when we get there! Family road trip! Educational! We can make notes!

His parents are trying to be supportive. Big, fixed, strained grins. Trying to pretend to be excited. But they... DO seem reluctantly intrigued? And Jazz is all but vibrating in her seat. It's basically her "before you go away to college" present. And she is THRILLED.

The longer she excitedly speculates? The more into it she gets their folks. This IS gonna be new! Exciting! Never before seen Ghost Culture! Music! As a FAMILY! Think we could find souvenirs? Ooooh, wonder if they sell CDs??!

Then? They GET there. And it's... it's like seeing the Las Vegas strip for the first time, except multiplied into a city. Made of even MORE styles and eras. At angles gravity would never allow.

The air filled with laughter and excitement, people rushing to shows or humming bits of tunes. Street stalls. Fountains. Flowers growing everywhere.

They could stay for months and not even reach a fraction of these buildings. His parents are taking countless photos. His sister squeeling with joy as she races for an information kiosk like they just arrived at Disneyland. He, at least, remembers to lock up the Speeder. Grab their day bags.

When did HE become the responsible one?

The argue over shows. Obviously. Wouldn't be Fenton's otherwise. HE wants to see the alien one. It's from mars! But it's his sister's trip, as his dad points out, so she gets to choose. She picks a musical set during the Fall of Krpton. He's... reluctantly kinda interested. I mean, EVERYBODY likes Superman, right?

It's... it's amazing. Terrible, but amazing. I mean? A coming of age story cut tragically short? Oof. Hello, massively projecting then getting FEELS about it! Yeah, sure, rip my heart out why don't you? He's fine. No, really! Just drowning in his own emotions over here. The refrain of "A Life Well Lived"? *gargling dying whale noises* he's FINE. Not grappling with anything! Go on without him!

Thankfully?

They DO sell CDs.

He... he may end up, kinda, getting a bit of a collection. Going on the weekends, hoping show to show. Wandering to whichever catches his eye in the moment. Buying the CDs for one's he likes. Which? Honestly is a lot of them. Even though there's all sorts of genres and languages. Cause it... it RESONATES you know?

The grief. The anger. The "I have died but I wasn't FINISHED. It isn't FAIR.". And? Something about ghost speak flows so BEAUTIFULLY in song? It's hard to explain. But he... he needs them.

A pair of headphones, a CD, and a clear night sky? Nothing touches it. It's like a trance made of light. Like he can just drift.

The problem? Is the CDs are kinda... Zone made? They're radioactive, for one. Nothing a Fenton CD player can't handle. But... they? Also? Kinda fuckin GLOW? Like... very, very noticeably. And not in a "ha ha, cool glow in the dark paint!" Sorta way.

.........but like FUCK is he leaving his music behind when he goes to college. Gotham will have to deal. It's already a burning shit-nado, it can handle this. Probably. He'll put um in a lead lined box. Actually, speaking OF.... he needs to get a few more of those... *goes back to packing*

Which? Is how? The Bats are treated to some of the most HAUNTING music they've ever heard, belted and crooned from Some Guy's speakers, out an open window, on the "stop for a mid-patrol drink of water and a snack" building. It's one of the intersections of their patrol routes. And THAT? That is some dude listening to a Romani ballad about death and the circus. Now it's a musical about the trenches of an obscure war.

Okay, that was DEFINITELY Kryptonian. Like... coherent Krypto- *Bruce gets a call from Clark on his "work" number DEMANDING to know where that is coming from. Who is that voice Bruce?!* huh.... Well Then.

@hdgnj @hypewinter @nerdpoe @lolottes @babbling-babull @spidori @mutable-manifestation @the-witchhunter

[caspercryptid]

Wrong answers Only ♡ reblog for reach!

[adaineabernantsfrog]

Sweet Satine

BASED ON @romeoandjulietyouwish 's BROADWAY AU. THIS STARTED AS SOMETHIGN SMALL.

Keyleth had never felt like she was more unsuited to a role than fucking Satine, of all of them she had ever played this one was so far out of her comfort zone. It’s not like she was doing it alone, though. Percy was Christian and Gilmore was Harold, and Vax was Toulouse, which made Nature Boy a lot more emotional. She had Vex as well, with a scene in the show where their two characters described each other as ‘sisters’ in. And she couldn’t fucking breathe. She was gasping for air through her warm-ups and her rehearsal today, and was sure Percy had noticed it. The door opened and in rushed Gilmore, who had his hands around her waist in the next second. Thank god her entrance was not until 15 minutes in. 

“Gilmore, hack,” She said, curling into him. 

“I know they talk about method acting, but this is too much darling. You need sleep.” Keyleth shook her head, but still curled closer into Gilmore. “I’ll make you some tea, yes?” She nodded, “Save your voice, no talking until you’re out on that stage. If you’re still bad at the end of act 1, you’re leaving.” Keyleth could do nothing but nod, and hack above her dressing table. “Oh dear, your lipstick has smudged. Here.” Gilmore took a make-up wipe and gently reapplied it. “Let’s go.” 

From the stage, Keyleth could hear Vax beginning his song. 

“I’ve never seen a diamond in the flesh.”

~

Keyleth had always been afraid of heights. She coughed gently into her elbow and looked at the swing in front of her, sitting down. It was, arguably, the best entrance in the show. If she could hold off her coughs for a little while, she could get through it. Her legs swung and she felt herself lower. Hundreds of people were expecting the diamond. She could show them Keyleth. 

“Diamonds are forever,” She began, letting go of the grip of one of the handles, she continued the song as her feet landed on the ground, and if slightly less effort was put into the notes so she could do Crazy Rolling extremely well later? That was a secret only she got to know. She was, mostly, fine. 

~

Something was wrong with Keyleth. Vex didn’t know her as well as her brother did, but she could still tell something was off. There were too many well-placed coughs in the show where there weren't before, and it took a little extra effort to pull her off the floor during Sparkling Diamond. “Vax.” She said, backstage. A risk she was willing to take, because the audience may have been able to see her. 

“What on earth are you doing, Stubby?” He asked, voice barely above a whisper. 

“Something’s wrong with Keyleth.” Vex said. “I can see it when I get behind her. She’s slightly weaker.” 

“Oh no the exits not a good…” Vax, in his panic, looked back to his sister, who was already gone before she could elaborate and he was making his entrance. He was supposed to look at Keyleth, Satine, anyway, and when he did there was no way she wasn’t ill. “Idea.” Even under the thick stage make-up, he could see dark circles under her eyes. When the three boys went away to argue, she coughed into her arm. 

~

The second the curtain fell on act 1, Keyleth collapsed into Percy’s arms and started coughing a little too violently. Percy held onto her as she coughed and prayed nobody in the audience could hear her. Method Acting was going a step too far with Keyleth tonight.

“Keeks.” He said. “Are you sure you can keep going?” Keyleth coughed some more in response and looked up at him. She was panting for breath. “Actually, don't talk. Come on, let’s get you sat down.” She leaned on Percy all the way to her dressing room, where she sat down on her chair and had a blanket draped over her shoulders and handed her a notebook and pen. Vax came in immediately after that, still in costume, closely followed by Vex. 

“I think you should go home.” Vax said, “When does Pike’s show finish? Maybe she can take you home.” Vax was always like this when any member of the group got sick. “Vex can go on for you.” Keyleth began to scrawl in the notebook. 

I’m fine. She coughed off to the side again, Check my temp. Percy raised an eyebrow. 

“If it’s raised too high, you’re leaving.” He said, “We’re calling Cass.” It always looked strange seeing Vex with the blonde Nini wig on, Keyleth thought. Not many people knew that her natural hair colour was a deep, dark brown. She nodded at Percy, who went to fetch the kit, and Vax bent down next to her.

“What’s wrong, love?” Keyleth touched her throat. “Voice hurts?” She nodded, “Want me to go on for you?” She tried not to laugh, and spotted Gilmore in the doorway. She waved him and Scanlan in. “What, I have great sexual tension with Shaun and Freddie.” 

“No doing well then, Dove?” Gilmore asked, and Keyleth nodded. Vax had launched into an intentionally bad rendition of Firework. “Vocal rest would be the best thing for you.” 

“Want me to call Kaylie?” Scanlan asked. “She could get here in ten minutes.” Keyleth rolled her eyes and wrote something in her notebook. 

I don’t want to delay the show. Vax was still doing his bad rendition, but he was doing the choreography to Chandelier with it. It made a complete mess of the song, but Keyleth was smiling. Percy and Vex returned with the thermometer, and Keyleth allowed the momentary discomfort of it being shoved in her ear before it beeped and Percy read the temperature. 

“It’s fine.” Vex said. “But-”

“No buts.” Keyleth croaked out. “If it was fine. I could stay.”

“You sound like you’re dying.” Scanlan pointed out. 

“Method acting.” Keyleth shot back. 

“Sing for me.” Gilmore said, and because Keyleth could not hold her tongue, she launched into Christine’s run from Phantom of The Opera. It sounded fine. It wasn’t going to get her any crazy standing ovations, but it sounded fine. “Well. No more talking until you’re on that stage, yes?” Keyleth nodded again. One by one, they filed out of the room until it was just Keyleth and Vax. 

Vax leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, and then he was gone too. 

~

“You need a doctor, Ke- Satine.” Vex (as Nini) insisted after almost messing up the line and during the scene that Nini and Satine shared after Satine had revealed her illness to the other members of Moulin Rouge. She had to notice that Keyleth’s breath caught in her throat, which only made her cough more. Vex was by her side in a second. 

“I am fine, Nini.” Keyleth said, “I will open the new show and- hack.” That wasn’t in the script. Keyleth could not stop coughing. Whatever she did next had to be in somewhat character until they could get the show back running, but her chest was so tight and the coughs were so violent and she didn’t know whether her microphone was on or off. 

“Deep breaths, love.” Vex said, so close to her character Keyleth could not tell whether she was faking, “Harold will understand.” Vex found the pocket of her costume where they kept the tissue, and handed it to Keyleth. 

“Nini- I can’t breathe.” Keyleth said, falling over and into Vex. Vex, in all her good grace, picked her up and carried her off stage. People were talking all around her and she was vaguely aware of orders being yelled by the stage manager and an announcement of a brief show stop. 

“Vex, go get on for Satine, Vax-” 

“I’m staying with Kiki.”

“I know. I’m telling you to make the both of you sparse so we can use this area for make up.” Keyleth was aware of strong hands by her side and Vax gently lifting her up and towards her dressing room. She didn’t have a car and neither did he, so they’d have to get the subway back to Keyleth and Pike’s tiny apartment, unless they signalled a cab. 

~ Keyleth woke up the next morning to a post from Moulin Rouge’s official twitter account and more replies under it than was natural. Vax was asleep on the floor next to her as she scrolled through the replies. Percy had once called this ‘doom scrolling’, but she couldn’t help herself. 

@MoulinRougeBway: For the remainder of tonight's performance, Satine will be played by Vex’ahlia De Rolo and Toulouse-Lautrec will be played by Kynan Leore. We thank you for your patience. 

It was calm, it was reasonable, it was professional, it was everything that the official account for their job should be. The responses were always rough to get through, but Keyleth did it anyway. 

@BellaSmith: WTF?? Came all this way to see Keyleth and she can’t even do the show. 

@NCDR: Calm down Bella. 

@Cheffery: Wishing you all the best Keyleth! So lucky to get to see yours and Vex’s Satine in one night…You both bring something good to the role. 

@Strongjaw: Get well soon Kiki!!!!

Her phone was covered by a hand and pulled out of her grasp by Vax, who had woken up.

“How’re you doing?” He asked, and she hadn't tried speaking yet. “We need to get you to a doctor, yeah? Satine is emotionally and vocally demanding. I know you don’t want to think about it but better safe than sorry, yeah?” 

“Vax-” Keyleth’s voice was still cracking at every single chance it got. “-Fine. I’ll go see a doctor.” Vax kissed her on the forehead again. 

“I love you. Please don’t kiss me, I don’t wanna get sick.”

[bitchyglitterfox]

The One That Got Away Tony Stark x F!Reader

To break up all that fluff and fluffy smut I've written in the last couple of days here's some ANGST! it's a normal life au! again

words: 758

WARNINGS: Just pure angst and possible underage drinking

Summary: The one girl who got away from Tony.

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*FLASHBACK*

It was summertime when he first met her; she was gorgeous, and had curves in all the right places. She was gorgeous and he knew he had to make her mine.

“Hey gorgeous, my name’s tony, tony stark, and who might you be?” he asks the most gorgeous woman in front of him.

“(Reader), so you on summer break too? What high school are you from?” She smiles. Wow, she’s even got a beautiful smile to match.

“High school? No, I just graduated from MIT.” The look on her face after he told her was priceless. “So tell me sweet cheeks did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”

“No but I scraped my knees climbing up from hell” she smirked trying not to laugh.

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They  were currently in his mustang making out listening to AC/DC.

“God I love you so much, you don’t even realize how much I truly do,” he says against her lips while rubbing his thumb over her matching bird tattoo to the one that he bares on his forearm, taking a moment to remember the day they got it, last month on her 18th birthday.

“I love you too Tony, It’s us against the world remember? Forever and always” she says kissing him once more.

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“My parents are gonna be so pissed when they notice that the good liquor is gone from the cabinet” she giggles as they sneak onto the top of her roof.

“Who says they’ll find out?” he says sitting next to her and looking up at the stars and moon. She leans her head against his shoulder taking a sip from the bottle.

“Do you ever think about the future tony?” she asks low enough so that he can barely hear her.

“All the time, I see myself taking over my father’s company, marrying you and having a couple of kids, living in a big house where we grow old together surrounded by friends and family,” he says kissing the top of her head.

“I like that future.” She says sighing happily.

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“I love this song,” she says while dancing along to ring of fire. She was the June to my Johnny Cash, whenever she left to go to college during the fall and spring he would play those old records and they’d help him get through the long months without her. He goes behind her and wrap her in his arms and sways along to the music. “Yeah well, I love you more than some song.”

She just giggles and continues swaying. “Let’s make a pact that when you finish this next semester we go on a trip and travel, because y/n l/n, I love you so much,” he says kissing her head.

“Oh tony, you, I mean we don’t have to!” she says shaking her head.

“I want to and I know you want to go to England and walk where the Beatles walked so why not?”

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Someone told him that she got her tattoo removed a few months after she got back to college and started dating some accounting major. He never got a why all he got was a broken heart; he threw himself into his work and started tinkering with gadgets and new toys.

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he was walking down Broadway when he heard the most beautiful singing voice he’d ever heard. When he looked up it was her singing the blues. He had no idea she could sing so well. He threw 20$ into her guitar case and kept walking luckily for him, she didn’t notice who he was. As he passed her, he rubbed the bird tattoo on his forearm.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

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“Stark are you ok? You seemed to zone out of it” Steve asked as Tony shook his head.

“Yeah, I’m fine, now what were you saying?”  He say smiling at his friend.

“Well, I was introducing you to my Fiancé (Reader), the one I told you about, the singer.” He says as he smiles at her.

“Hello Mr. Stark, I’ve heard a lot about you.” She says smiling at him, Tony knows it's fake, and he can still read her like a book after all these years.

“All good things I hope,” I say shaking her hand.

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As Katy Perry Says All this money can’t buy me a time machine; I should’ve told you how much you meant to me; Cause now I pay the price; in another life, I would make you stay, so I don’t have to say “You were the one that got away.”

[arickaandherfictionalothers]

📢 New series announcement 📢

Lights… camera… DANCE-!

It’s Dancing With The Stars AU for my favorite naval aviator and one of her many boyfriend candidates

Below are the list of theme nights, dances and songs they will dance to- each dance is it’s own chapter-!

Order of DWTS AU theme nights

Premiere night obviously- they do a jive -> “dance the night” Dua Lipa

80s night - rumba -> “take my breath away”

Halloween night - contemporary - “teeth” 5SOS

Latin night -> jazz- “America” west side story

Disney night -> Viennese Waltz- “so this is love” Cinderella

Most memorable year - waltz- “you raise me up”, Josh Groban

Hometown glory night -> tango- “danger zone” Kenny Loggins

Broadway night - Charleston- born to hand jive

Famous dances night -> quickstep- hey Pachuco

Semifinals -quickstep- “great balls of fire” Jerry Lee Lewis

Finals night/judges choice- rumba - young and beautiful- Lana Del Ray

Tags: Aricka x Bradley, fly to your heart, Aricka and Bradley DWTS AU

[filmelemonicai]

Alice in a Wild West Wonderland: despre „The English” (2022) ****

Miniseria de 6 episoade „The English” e a depressed onion cutting itself (vorba lui Bo Burnham): în primul episod, ai senzația că impunătorul Ciarán Hinds – care tocmai a capturat-o pe protagonistă – e the big bad wolf. Și te pregătești să-i vezi urmărindu-se reciproc și confruntându-se la final, în praful de pe strada principală a vreunui orășel local, în timp ce prin fundal se rostogolește un tumbleweed.

De fapt, povestea zguduitoare își dezvelește treptat straturile usturătoare (cu multe pendulări temporale) și îți arată că antagonistul nu e cine credeai, că ne poate uni ceva puternic și de nezdruncinat (oricâte diferențe există între noi) și că tinerele Statele Unite erau ca un adolescent permanent excitat, care refula în violență manifestată plenar, de aceea Vestul Sălbatic era fix așa – dezumanizat și plin de sălbăticie umană.

Pe scurt, în 1890, Lady Cornelia Locke (Emily Blunt) traversează oceanul și ajunge pe p��mânt american, în căutarea bărbatului care i-a ucis copilul. Aici dă peste o majoritate masculină abuzivă, pusă pe violuri, jafuri și omoruri și e implicată într-o dublă salvare la mustață, alături de Sergentul Eli Whipp a.k.a. Wounded Wolf (Chaske Spencer). Acesta e un Pawnee care a fost soldat în cavaleria americană, în Războaiele Indiene, purtate de Statele Unite împotriva triburilor de Sioux, Cheyenne și Comanche.

Eroina noastră – care ascunde a huuuuge secret – e perfect convinsă că va triumfa și că e protejată de spiritul copilului pierdut. În timp ce Whipp vrea doar o bucată de pământ, pe care să planteze ceva și să trăiască în liniște, iar englezoaica aparent neajutorată e o povară pe care n-ar prea vrea să o care... Bildungsromanul care urmează e o călătorie inițiatică în masacrarea sistematică a amerindienilor și a faunei locale, de-a lungul căreia apar figuri de coșmar, un șerif local care se crede insistent un detectiv modern, scalpuri de ameridieni expuse pe pereți (și nu numai) și peisaje de vis – filmările au avut loc în zone din Spania unde, pe vremuri, Sergio Leone filma celebrele lui „spaghetti westerns”. Finalul este glorios și devastator,niar „The English” e clar o capodoperă, care se întreabă dacă și cum îți poți păstra umanitatea, într-un mediu inuman...?

FIY, pentru lămuri clare apropo de cât de mulți amerindieni au luptat și murit în războaiele americane (cel de independență, cel de secesiune, ambele conflicte mondiale și în Vietnam) și cât de distrugător a fost genocidul lor, de la conchistadori încoace, recomand spectacolul de pe Broadway „John Leguizamo’s Latin History for Morons” (2018)! E o lecție de istorie muuuuult mai utilă decât ce-am învățat la școală, care te face să înțelegi de ce amerindienii n-au avut nicio șansă în fața bolilor venerice ale britanicilor, spaniolilor, francezilor și olandezilor – nații pe care le admirăm plenar în city break-uri, întrebându-ne de ce România nu arată la fel. USA, the greatest country in the world... my ass!

Sursă foto: imdb.com.

[finaguide]

New York est une ville magnifique qui ne dort jamais

Ici, les rêves deviennent réalité.  New York est la destination touristique la plus populaire, où il faut beaucoup de temps pour tout voir et sentir l'atmosphère.  New York est une ville d'opportunités et de stars.  Après avoir visité cette ville, un nouveau regard sur la vie dans la métropole commence.

 Administrativement, la ville est divisée en quartiers :

 Manhattan, qui est considérée comme le centre historique de la ville et le "cœur" de New York.  Cette zone a le plus grand nombre d'attractions à New York.  Voici les théâtres de Broadway, Fifth Avenue (5th Avenue), Empire State Building (The Empire State Building), "le cœur vert de Manhattan" - Central Park (Central Park), Madison Square Garden (Madison Square Garden) - les sports les plus grandioses complexe New York City, Greenwich Village (Greenwich Village) - un espace vert au centre de la zone, qui contient les bâtiments de Washington Square et de l'Université de New York, bohemian Soho (abréviation de South of Houston Street) - dans le passé une grande fabrication textile quartier et bien d'autres.  Et aussi cette partie de la ville est parsemée de restaurants glorieux, de boutiques célèbres et d'hôtels haut de gamme.  Voici le Grand Central Terminal - l'endroit le plus visité de la ville.  C'est dans ce quartier que se situent les meilleurs hôtels de New York.

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hi hazel! can i ask 9, 17 and 30? -taylor

@whippedbuckley hi taylor!!! sorry for the delay, i had to go to work :/

9. How do you find new fic to read? It depends on how big the fandom is! For 5sos, I mostly read fics by people I know or that they recommend, but I also sometimes go to the ao3 page and scroll a bit to see what's around. For bigger fandoms that I'm returning to after a while, I'll filter completed, non-explicit works updated within a six-month timeframe by kudos, then see what seems good there, then repeat with a different six-month timeframe. If it's a bigger fandom that i've been reading some stuff for already, i'll go by most recent. If it's a smaller fandom, I go by kudos and just keep scrolling. I know that some people are going to be like BUT KUDOS AREN'T INDICATIVE OF HOW GOOD A WORK IS AND YOU'RE MISSING OUT ON SO MANY GOOD FICS AND YADA YADA YADA but here's the thing. i am fully aware of that. but I don't have time for that unless i'm heavily entrenched in the fandom. it's easier for me to filter out the good and the bad when i sort via kudos.

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it? for 5sos? i want to write a roylum bali kinda-soulmate au, where everyone has one (1) letter on their skin that's in legend the first letter of their soulmate's name (although there's no way to prove this given how many people have names that start with the same letter and how love is a choice you have to work on, so it's mostly considered a pseudo-science) and it takes place in those days where roy stayed behind to hang out with cal in bali. i also would like to write a circus au!!!! but i have to figure out how i'd do that because my circus school au was originally a 1d fic and i don't think i can adapt it to 5sos in a way that fits the vibes

also, though, I have a few aus for other fandoms that i really want to write that i know no one else here wants to read:

the cobra kai time travel au where both sam and robby get sent back to the school fight and have to figure out how to prevent half of the trauma and gang violence that occurs later while they both struggle with reconciling what they know of the world they just came from with how things and people react if robby never kicked miguel over the balcony

a fic where the hsmtmts kids get put in an artsy production of romeo and juliet out in the woods. they need to learn how to act in unconventional spaces and to do something besides broadway-style musicals

the band of brothers band au where luztoye are exes and joe left the band after a car crash took his leg. a big motivation to write this one is to see how many times i can make someone joke about lipton being a donnie wahlberg clone, as he is the lead singer. i have all of the roles vaguely cast but i'm having a hard time figuring out the specific plot

omg i don't think i'll actually get around to writing this but years ago i had a wild idea to do a national treasure au with the losers from the it movies. i still think of that idea fondly and do think it was very big brained of me

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter? i... don't really think so? i feel like my comfort zone is relatively large and my hard nos are hard nos, meaning that I don't really cross lines with myself. any time i go into details about kissing i always feel like i'm doing it wrong, so that's not quite in my comfort zone, but i also don't think it really affects my approach to writing afterwards. i think i'm very methodical with my writing and always will be and will always tackle writing problems that way.

Questions for fic writers

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“Erik Unmasked” - Digital Oil Painting

Tom Hiddleston as a modern day, unmasked Erik. I chose Tom as my reference because he’s tall, thin, with a high forehead and thin lips, plus cheekbones you could CUT yourself on. I was really unsure about the nose until I saw an episode of Botched that inspired me. See my following “links” post for a link to the fanfic that inspired me to get back into POTO art.

Please see the notes for my links, bear in mind that reblogging the links version of this post is very important while Tumblr is excluding all links from searches.

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Deepest apologies if I'm late and don't feel the need to respond if I am, I don't understand time zones whatsoever and it has been One Of Those Days. But for the blurb thing I love the idea of a date for actress!reader and Barry turning into hiding from paparazzi in a store or something like that. Just something soft and fluffy with him being just a bit protective

i changed it a little bit but it's still as soft methinks, and i hope you still love <3 also this is set in the 'in agreement' au!

cw: fluff, sneaky pics, just so much softness <3

***

It was supposed to be a lovely day off of your press tour.

You and Barry had a quiet brunch at a charming little place on West 65th and Broadway, with Belgian waffles and streaky bacons and bottomless mimosas... It was nice to hang out with your boyfriend without cameras or strangers asking the same questions about the movie you made a year ago.

Well.

Until you spot someone 'checking' their iPhone in your direction, camera aimed your way, eyes darting back and forth between you and the camera.

He notices your face falling --or maybe it's the way you put down your fork mid-bite.

"What is it?"

You discreetly look away, trying not to glare at the sneaky fucker. "That person's taking pictures. Or recording, I don't know."

He takes a glance and smiles knowingly, sympathetically. "Want me to come up to them, tell 'em to delete it? Because I can, you know." he offers.

You groan. "No, it's okay. That'd just be one more thing in the press. 'Barry and Y/N out for romantic brunch... and calling out fan for sneaky pics.'"

"You sure? Because I can just snatch it out their hands, just-- pshew! They won't even see it coming."

You laugh wryly. "Ah, I thought you've gone all diplomatic on me."

"Me? Are you kidding?" he shakes his head bashfully. "We both know you're the smart one between us, darling girl."

It's so hard to stay mad when this boy is charming your pants off with his beautiful eyes and easy smile.

It's even harder when he reaches for your hand, ever so subtly, covered by the salt and pepper shakers, as he softens.

"Hey. Two more days, alright?" he promises. "Two more days, and then we'll go back home where no one gives a fuck what we do."

And you stretch out your fingers, forefingers caressing his boxing-battered-up knuckles, and echo his promise,

"Two days, and then we'll go home."

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not to vent but I work on Broadway and all of our productions are shutting down due to COVID and I have never been so stressed. Ur blog is the only joy I have while walking this tightrope that is on fire. If u have any fics that ARE NOT show business AUs and NEVER mention COVID, I would be eternally grateful. I love it when they fall in love fast and stay that way the whole fic. Balm for the soul! I love you!

We have some love at first sight fics here that you might enjoy. And here are some pretty fluffy angst-free falling fast fics...

Let's Start the New Year Right by EveningStarcatcher (G)

Crowley has been crushing on the man who owns the bookshop across the street from his work for months, but only from afar. When his friend Anathema drags him to a New Years Eve party, he finds himself face to face with the strange and beautiful man of his affections.

For the OTP Prompt event! Based on the prompt: Aziraphale and Crowley go separately to a New Year's Party and end up standing next to each other during the countdown to midnight

How You Remind Me Of Some Spring by ineffablefool (G)

Pure plotless ace fat-positive fluff about an angel and a demon who love each other very much. Part of the Do It With Style Reverse Bang, inspired by and featuring artwork by kerkusa! Welcome to the Soft Zone(TM), please enjoy your visit.

Pillowtalk by Nenchen (G)

Aziraphale and Crowley move into a cottage in the South Downs and learn to live together.

A fic about starting a new life, love, learning how to deal with domesticity and 32 throwpillows.

In the meantime, their cottage gets more and more furnished, and it affects them. They both start to call it their home. Home as a place is a concept that confuses them both, seeing as they hadn’t been able to truly settle down for millenia. Never a place to truly rest. Never a place that felt safe enough to be themselves. When Crowley thinks about it that way, he thinks they were each other’s homes for the longest time. Upon hearing this only slightly wine induced musing, Aziraphale’s eyes get that glossy sheen they always get when he is truly happy and sappy, and he utters a fond “My dear.”

Drawn To You by Caedmon (T)

Aziraphale has allowed himself to be talked into modeling for a life drawing class in order to improve his self-esteem. He is expecting to take off his clothes. He isn't expecting to be swept off his feet.

Love Bug by PrincessDianaArtemis (T)

Aziraphale finds himself stranded in a small-town while on a trip to write a travel piece. He soon finds himself more interested in the handsome mechanic than ever getting back home to London.

A.K.A I accidentally wrote the beginning of a Hallmark movie.

Two halves of a whole (idiot) by Born This Gay (M)

In which Aziraphale owns a flower shop, Crowley is a pine tree, and everyone else just wants them to kiss already.

- Mod D

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What Ethan & Meera AU is this? #OpenHeartAU

Book : Open Heart

Pairing : Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Meera Bose)

Summary : Hollywood star Meera Bose is running from a scandal when she stumbles upon a stranger, Ethan Ramsey, but there is more to this man than it shows.

Category : Angst

Warnings : Trauma, Press Scandal

Rating : Teen (just to be safe)

Word Count : 4099 (I am really sorry guys! I tried breaking this into 2 chapters, but the story lost its essence that way. Please bare with me, I promise it'll be worth the read.)

Trope(s) : AU, Hurt/Comfort, Pinning

A/N : Okay, before we start can I just say this was one of the toughest things I had to do as a writer. It was entirely out of my comfort zone. But after almost 4 months of sitting in my drafts it's finally done! A huge shoutout to @beastlyinstrument for this amazing picture prompt and heartfelt apologies for getting to this so late. Now without much ado let's get started. Happy Reading Lovelies, Enjoy the Angst. 🙃

Love The Way You Lie

Meera got into her car. It was the dead of the night. Her eyes still not completely dry from the continuous crying for the past couple of days. 

Makeup not on point, curls pulled back into a messy bun. She loaded a small Duffle bag with her bare necessities into the car and slided into the driver seat. 

Tears threatened to flood her eyes once again as soon as she touched the steering wheel. She was a mess. Rubbing her eyes she hit the gas. The engine roared to life. 

It was going to be a very long drive. Long enough to catch up on her story.

Meera Bose born to immigrant Indian parents had quite an interesting life. She was always a theatre kid, she enjoyed acting and the stage. So when she decided on pursuing a career in acting it was not a surprise. 

It wasn't easy, making a name for yourself in Hollywood was never easy. She knew it and she worked toward it. She hustled day and night to come where she was today. 

Through plays, Broadways, daily soaps she finally earned her first big break in Hollywood at the age of twenty four. Since then she never had to look back. Her impeccable talent and the ability to own every role made her one of the bests in her field.Now five years later she easily was one of the highest paid actors. 

But successful people have a lot of enemies. And one fine day Meera woke up to find her nudes plastered all over the internet. Her name, trending on twitter. Tabloids painting her with different colours, accusations of all sorts flying. 

Crowds of paparazzi flooded the gates of her LA home. Meera felt helpless as panic grew within her. All of her phones buzzing, countless people asking for her interview or pitying her. 

Frustrated, she smacked two of her phones on the floor, yanked out the wifi and cut all the connection from the outside world. She became captured in her own house. 

Tears broke free from her eyes. Meera couldn't understand what had gone wrong or how she was going to face the world again. 

After a couple days of radio silence her PR manager, Sienna Trinh was able to get through to her through a number she only used for emergencies. 

Sienna did all she could to reassure Meera that her team is looking into the matter and will get to the end of this fiasco. But Meera was convinced that this was the end of her career, end of her life, end of everything she had worked hard for. 

"I can't Sienna, I just can't. I can't live through another day with flashing cameras and microphones every time I walk to the window of my house." 

"Okay then get out of there," Sienna said. 

When Meera bought the secluded Blumont property, at the foothills of The Blue Hills in Ontario for 1.5 million dollars she didn't understand the need for it. 

Her PR team marked it as a 'safe house' the entire transaction was done in cash and no existence of the property was kept on the internet.  

Now when she thinks about Sienna's plan, she is more than happy to have a place to escape to. But she can't take her jet, she has to stay out of the paparazzis' radar. 

So in the dead of the night Meera escaped. It was going to be a long drive 2500 miles to be exact but she would choose it over captivity at her own home anyday. 

Sleep was a luxury to her, so driving the entire night wasn't a problem. The night sky started changing colours as Meera continued down the Barstow Freeway. The December weather was making her cold which kept on reminding her how lonely she was. Yet she enjoyed being under the open sky away from the press and problems of her real life.

The clock struck one, Meera had been driving for ten hours now. She parked the car on reaching Grand Junction and got down to stretch her muscles. Ten hours had almost made her forget about the incident she was running from.

Minutes later she heard people whispering, the remains of the traumatic nightmare started returning to her. Meera got into the car and drove to a more secluded cliff. The absence of tourists at her new spot didn't reassure much. This time she wore her sunglasses and covered her hair and face with a scarf.

She parked the car with its back towards the cliff, probably not the most clever parking trick, but she was exhausted and tired of sitting inside the metal box for so long. Meera sat down behind her car, legs dangling down the cliff. She breathed in the crisp winter air and let out a sigh. 

But the peace didn't last long. Within 10 minutes Meera heard a screeching sound, something heavy against the ground. Meera looked over her shoulders for a minute when she realised that her car had started moving downhill and was coming for her. 

She panicked! Moments left before her car came crashing down taking her down the cliff to thousands of meters underneath. A strong pair of hands appeared out of nowhere and grabbed her small frame. 

The hands dragged her away at the last minute as her car slided down the cliff. A loud thud of metal crashing against metal echoed out into the void. Meera stood there utterly shocked, not being able to register what just happened. 

The strong pair of arms shook her, hard, over and over again, as if saying something. But all Meera heard was emptiness and void. She uttered in a shaky murmur, "take me away, take me far far away from here."

"No. I can't take you away. The police will be here in no time. You need to speak to them." 

"No. No. No. Please, no. I can't be seen, I can't be seen," Meera thought she shouted but it only came out as a whisper. She was now supporting her entire weight on those strong arms, barely able to stand, trembling, face etched with horror. 

Something flashed in the man's eyes, maybe grief, maybe sympathy, maybe something else, who knows?

"Okay, come with me." He gently guided Meera onto a motorcycle parked a few feets away. Meera followed his suit and hopped on clutching onto him for dear life as the engine roared to life, leaving a trail of dust in its wake. 

They drove silently through the highway for almost an hour. On reaching the Parachute Western Town Park, he brought their ride to a halt. Meera jolted out of a trance, letting go of her clutch. 

"Why did we stop?" She questioned. 

The man pinched the bridge of his nose. 

"Well for starters I don't know where to go. I don't know who you are. And I don't even know your name." 

Meera was taken aback by his sudden heightened tone. Slowly coming out of the shock she started becoming aware of the cuts and bruises that were caused by the near death experience. 

She winced. The man looked around, he spotted a chemist shop not far away. 

"You go sit on the benches, I'll get some bandaids." 

Meera tried walking towards the benches, but all she could manage was to limp. The man rolled his eyes. He picked her up and started walking. Now in the arms of a completely unknown stranger Meera felt her cheeks redden. 

The strong arms that had saved her life now felt a safe haven. A pleasant cologne mixed with a misty muddy smell made her heart flutter. She observed the sharp chiseled jawline hidden by a light stubble and crystal blue eyes which made her heart skip a beat. 

The man gently put her down on one of the benches. 

"I'll be back in a minute."

Meera now noticed something she didn't before. The man spoke with a rustic British accent. Few minutes later the man returned. He scooched down to a knee as he wet cotton wool in antiseptic, cleaning the wounds. 

Meera flinched but one look from him gave her an unnatural sense of calm. Soon he covered up the wounds in a tight bandage and handed Meera an ibuprofen. 

"Where did you learn medicine?" 

"Should you really be the person asking questions?" the man scoffed. 

Meera could have thought of a sarcastic remark but preferred to remain silent. 

Taking the medicine she sighed and turned to him. "Who are you?" she asked. 

"Really? Me? After everything that's happened I should be the one answering?" 

"Fine." Meera understood she owed him her identity. She looked around to make sure there were no prying eyes and proceeded to remove her sunglasses and scarf in one swift motion. Adjusting her hair to look up to him. 

The man looked for an intense moment. Before saying, "umm. This doesn't answer my question." 

Meera was taken aback again. "You don't know me?" 

"No. Who are you supposed to be? The queen of England?" He pinched the bridge of his nose. 

"Don't you watch Hollywood?" 

"Who watches that shit?"

Meera sighed, she was confused. In the last five years she didn't need to introduce herself. She extended her hand, "Meera. Meera Bose." The man took her hand, "the name is Ramsey. Ethan Ramsey." 

Both of them didn't let go of each other's hand. Eyes staring into each other's. The silence between them was broken with a sound. 

It was Meera's stomach that grumbled, announcing the need for food. Her face turned red with embarrassment. An almost invisible smile played at the end of Ethan's lips. 

"Let's talk about this over some food." 

There was a quaint little sandwich shop named Derry Roasters at the east side of the park. It was mostly empty with a few customers. Couple of them looked at Meera the moment they entered the shop. 

Meera knew this look too well. "Shit" she uttered. Before quickly covering up with the scarf and the sunglasses. 

"You famous or something?" Ethan raised an eyebrow. Meera decided to stay silent again. 

They collected their order and occupied the most secluded table available. 

"So what is the matter?" Ethan asked after biting into his sandwich. 

"See. I can't tell you everything. I know you have done a lot for me. Hell you saved my life, but just know I am running away from the demons and nightmares back at home, and I need to go as far as I can." 

A single tear broke free from her eyes on remembering what went down in the past couple of days. 

Ethan didn't say anything, instead he just nodded affirmatively. 

"So enough about me, you are not any less mysterious yourself."

"I come from a small town named Ely, Cambridgeshire near London. Travel was always a passion. I hustled day and night, did lots of odd jobs and finally saved enough money to buy this bike and travel. Since then I have been on the road. Now my destination is Ontario. Have heard a lot about their natural diversity."

Meera unknowingly got lost into his blue eyes as he spoke with such passion about his travels. A cough from Ethan broke her trance. The two of them completed the rest of their food in companionable silence. 

Minutes later they made their way to make their payment. That's when it striked Meera that her wallet, phone, clothes and everything had rolled down the cliff at Grand Junction. 

Seeing Meera frantically search for her wallet Ethan raised a hand and paid for it himself. 

They made their way back towards Ethan's motorcycle. "It was nice meeting you. Now I'll be on my way," Ethan said hopping on his ride. 

"Wait! You are just going to leave me here? You saw I don't have money, I don't have my phone, I don't have a car, I am on the run."

"Umm, let me think. I saved your life, I tended to your wounds, I fed you lunch. I don't remember signing up for this."

Meera threw her hands in the air, tears swelling up in her eyes, "fine. Have a very pleasant trip, Mr. Ramsey." She walked and took a seat on the bench. Contemplating what should be her next step. 

A couple minutes later Ethan came down and sat beside her. She scooched away to the other end of the bench. Leaving a huge space between them.

"Where do you want to go?" He asked. 

"Why do you care?" Meera spoke through the tears. 

"Okay, I overreacted. I am just a wanderer, stumbled upon you by sheer coincidence, I…" Ethan scooched beside Meera, merely centimetres of distance between them. He took her hand, "Look, I am sorry." 

Without thinking Meera turned capturing Ethan in a hug, hiding her face in his chest, baring her pent up tears. This is all she had wanted in the past few days, a friend, a shoulder to cry on, a lap to rest her head on. She finally found it in a nameless stranger. 

Ethan slowly moved his hand on her back. Silently reassuring that everything wrong with the world will soon come to an end. Meera looked into his eyes through the tears, sucking in a deep breath. "I need to get to my safe house at the foothills of the blue hills in Ontario."

Ethan nodded. Slowly helping her get up and walking towards the motorcycle. They hit the road once again. 

It had been a tiresome day. Meera's eyes barely remained open. "How are you even driving?" She let out a yawn. 

"Years on the road ma'am. Not a rookie like you."

The cold was harsher than ever. Meera's jacket didn't provide much warmth. She clasped onto Ethan with no space between them at all. 

On reaching Kearney, they stopped at a small motel named Donahue's. It was the dead of the night. Ethan's phone flashed the time for one last time before going dead. 

"Well then no GPS, so let's get some rest," Ethan said entering the motel. 

Meera looked around the sketchy motel. The last five years all she had stayed was in five star hotels. She followed Ethan to the front desk where he was arguing with the owner. 

"Isn't even one room available with two beds?" 

"I am sorry sir but we are all out." 

Ethan looked helplessly at Meera. She spoke up, "we'll take it." 

A surprise look played on Ethan's face. 

"What? Do you really have a better plan?" 

Ethan couldn't deny it and handed over his card. 

Ethan and Meera made their way towards the room. It was a small one with a bed, a mirror and a chair. Ethan removed his jacket making his way towards the tiny shower attached to the room. 

Meera couldn't help but look at the shaped muscles that were hidden all day. Minutes later he walked out of the shower drying his hair with a small hand towel. 

"Don't you want to freshen up?" 

Meera let out a humourless laugh. "This is all I have," she said, pointing to her outfit. 

Ethan reaching into his backpack he brought out a Johns Hopkins sweatshirt spreading it out for Meera to see. "Will this fit you?" 

"I think so," Meera walked up and grabbed the shirt. "Johns Hopkins?" Meera questioned. 

"Umm… I got it from a thrift market in Baltimore." 

"Huh," she said, letting go of her jacket, turning her back towards Ethan and slowly removing her top over her head. Ethan watched her bare back only hidden by the band of her bra. Heat rose to his cheeks. He let out a cough. 

"Ugh… umm I'll stand outside in the hallway." He left the room. 

A shower after the day she had felt heavenly. She had just come out when there was a knock on the door. "Are you done?" Ethan said. 

"Yes sure, come in." 

Ethan came in and saw Meera dressed in nothing but his sweatshirt, a smile on her lips. "Was she always this beautiful?" He thought to himself. 

"What are you staring at?" Meera joked. 

"I… I got something for you to eat," he passed on the instant ramen he had got from downstairs. 

"Ahh this reminds me of college days," Meera said, taking in the smell of the food. 

"Did you eat?"

Ethan nodded. 

It was 3:30 in the morning when Ethan said,"I think we should get some sleep." 

Meera thought for a while, "you take the bed I'll take the chair." 

"No you take the bed I'll take the chair." 

"You will have to drive tomorrow, you need to sleep."

"You had an intense day, you need to rest." 

Both of them fell silent. The banter wasn't going to help. "I think we need to find a common ground." 

Meera nodded. "Let's put pillows in the middle and sleep on either side of the bed." 

"That sounds good." 

So the pillows were arranged and before long both of them were in their positions, albeit not a comfortable one.

Maybe it was the cold, maybe it was sharing one blanket and bed, maybe it was the natural attraction and heat between these two that the pillow wall didn't stand. Nobody knows who moved first, but her lips were on his, his hands were on her chest and soon their bodies started moving in rhythm building upto ecstasy.

The morning light trickled into the room, falling directly onto Meera's eyes. She stirred, trying to shade her eyes from the sunlight.

With a grumble she woke up to unfamiliar surroundings. It took her some time before the previous day's memories came rushing back in. Suddenly she became very aware of her naked body and Ethan's scent on the pillows and blanket.

Her cheeks reddened on thinking about the passion and heat last night, she huddled the blankets close and hid her face in the pillows taking in his scent once again.

But where was Ethan? The sudden fear of abandonment made her jump. Meera looked around, but she couldn't find any signs of him at all.

It was as if Ethan Ramsey never existed. She ran all around their small room but everything was gone, his bag, his wallet, his keys, even the sweatshirt he had given her.

Mind and heart racing she put on her torn, dirty clothes and dashed out the room.

The overall silence of the motel scared her more. But she could hear the sounds of commotion somewhere, a little afar.

She even thought she heard flashes of cameras and the nightmares of another lifetime crept back and captured her brain.

Afraid, alone, Meera called Ethan's name again, and again, and again but all she received was the echo of her own voice.

She followed the commotion, in hopes of seeing humans and people again. The loneliness was slowly eating her from inside.

She finally reached the main gate of the motel, the commotion now the loudest. With one deep breath Meera stepped in front of the doors and pushed it open.

She was greeted with hundreds of people shouting questions, dozens of flashes going off, microphone being hurled at her face. The horror, the nightmare she was running from had finally caught up with her.

She raised her hand once again, trying to shield herself from the flashes, when something caught her eyes.

The same crystal blue eyes and sharp chiseled jawline that had made love to her last night. Meera was elated, he is here, her savior, her safe haven, he'll make all her problems vanish and whisk her away to some fairyland where they'll find their happily ever after.

Meera ran towards him, hoping to jump into his arms only to be stopped by a microphone. She took a few steps back and saw Ethan holding a microphone in his hand, a badge on his coat.

"This is Ethan Ramsey with Edenbrook News. What do you have to say about the very compromising photos that were released two days back? Who do you think is behind this? Is this some publicity stunt? Miss Bose we need answers."

Meera was stunned, the English accent disappeared, he spoke like an American. His eyes and face, expressionless. Was she hallucinating yesterday or was he a completely different man?

Before Meera could process these information the other reporters followed suit shouting their questions, cameras flashing once again. The crowd started closing in on her, suffocating her, she looked at the blue eyes of her only 'friend' and recieved the coldness worse than an enemy.

Ethan Ramsey has always been a careeristic, workaholic man. Ever since his mom walked out on him and his father, love became a lie, a myth to him.

Though he did have a friend, Tobias Carrick. Both of them grew pretty close while pursuing MA in Communication from Johns Hopkins. But they both wanted the same thing in life : a permanent spot on the journalism team headed by Naveen Banerji.

The team was renowned worldwide for their groundbreaking journalism. So when both bagged an internship at Edenbrook News House, the friendship was overcomed by the competition, as they both tried to achieve their dream.

When the scandal of leading actress Meera Bose's questionable photos came to light, Ethan was not at all interested to take up the case.

But he knew Tobias, he knew he would go to any extent to gain the upper hand in the competition. So to prevent that Ethan stepped into the case.

One of his reliable sources had informed Ethan that Meera was supposed to flee to some "safe house" in the dead of the night.

Ethan's intention was simple: catch her off guard, ask her a few questions and then let her carry on her merry way. He didn't plan on saving her life, and never in his wildest imaginations did he ever plan on falling in love.

But there was something very special about Meera that pulled him like a magnet towards her. An irresistible charm which he couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried.

Here he was in a motel room, naked, next to the Meera Bose. He looked beside him. How peaceful she looked while sleeping, completely oblivious of what was going on in his heart.

Although every muscle of his body was very exhausted, from the day's events to the very passionate night Ethan couldn't close his eyes and get some sleep.

His mind was rushing a hundred miles an hour. He thought about his options, his career on one hand and his love on the other hand. On one hand was everything he had worked for in life and on the other was something he never received in life.

He could help Meera reach her destination and return to LA and practically hand over the spot to Tobias or he could call over his crew from LA and end whatever that he had with Meera.

Ethan got up from the bed, lying naked beside Meera, clouded his ability to make a sane decision. He paced around the room. What was so difficult about it? She was absolutely no one, he could just treat her like any other innumerable one night stands.

But that wasn't the case, she was special. That's it! It struck him suddenly. She was special and Ethan Ramsey never deserved love or something special, he let out a dry laugh at that thought.

He sat beside Meera, caressed her face and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I am sorry," he whispered, as a single tear rolled down his cheeks. With a deep breath he pressed call on his phone to summon his crew from LA.

Ethan Ramsey now stood holding a microphone in front of the only woman who he had ever loved in all his life, unable to meet her eyes.

The microphone felt like a two faced dagger one end stabbing his heart and the other stabbing her.

Pulling on a fake mask of composure over his pained face Ethan said, "This is Ethan Ramsey with Edenbrook News. What do you have to say about the very compromising photos that were released two days back? Who do you think is behind this? Is this some publicity stunt? Miss Bose we need answers."

This was as if destiny because no matter the universe, work and professionalism always comes first to Ethan Ramsey, and in every universe, Meera falls in love with him over and over again hurting herself more every time.

Thank you so much if you have read till here, it means the world to me. Hope to see you go on other different adventures with me, Ethan and Meera, till then sending love and hugs your way! ❤️

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[emptymasks]

I’ve seen a lot about your thoughts on Elisabeth and Tanz der Vampire, and they’ve been really helpful getting into those musicals! But you have a huge list of other musicals that people can get into…

So I was wondering if you had any musicals you hadn’t mentioned in a while that you really like or would like to talk about??? (preferably something from your lists that has a blue heart please?)

Oh if only you knew how long the list of European musicals really is... I however have only seen 9 (if I counted right) and I have a lot more that I still need to watch. Oh also, I only put the blue hearts on any musicals that I was providing multiple links for so people could see which version I reccoment the most highly. If a musical only had one link and didn't have a blue heart it doesn't mean I didn't like it.

I've watched: Mozart das Musical, Elisabeth das Musical, Tanz der Vampire, 3 Musketiers, Mozart L'Opéra Rock, Dracula (the Graz production), Rebecca das Musical, Roméo et Juliette and Schikaneder.

If you enjoyed those two you're likely to enjoy Rebecca! It's written by the same composer/lyricist team as Elisabeth and Mozart (and same lyricist as Tanz der Vampire - though if you're listening to any German musical, original or translated, 90% of the time the lyrics will have been done by Michael Kunze that man is everywhere). The Stuttgart production has my favourite set design of any musical! Well... Actually probably. There are so many big set pieces it's insane, way more than I've seen in some Broadway and West End musicals. You can tell so much work went into it and the visual effects that I won't spoil if you don't know the plot but if you know the plot you know what I mean by the effects at the end are so good and I didn't expect them at all and I freaked out so much the first time I watched it. Jan Ammann as Maxim in the Stuttgart production is the best Maxim. No I won't take any argument. Other actors feel a bit one-dimensional to me, but the way Maxim acts at times comes from trauma and some actors and productions seem to forget that, but Jan really goes for it and his Maxim is a lot more sympathetic and I just want to give him a hug. Pia Douwes as Mrs Danvers, if you've seen her in Elisabeth what more do I need to say, she's amazing. A musical goddess. Her Danny is a bit more wild than some, but she kills it. My favourite video, which I put the blue heart next to, has understudy Christina Patten as Ich/I, but I adore her she's my favourite. She adds some spunk to Ich in act 2 and her voice is so pretty and aaaa. I just love these three actors together in these roles.

Roméo et Juliette is another favourite of mine! It's hard to choose which one to recommend, but it has to be the original 2000/2001 production because of the sweetness and chemistry and voices of Damien Sargue and Cecilia Cara as Romeo and Juliet. They're so pretty and work together so well. The only reason I say it's hard to pick is Mercutio. I adore him, but in the original production they cut out a song they had planned for him and he doesn't really do much at all? In the 2010 revival they gave him two more songs and you care about him so much more and John Eyzen plays such a good Mercutio. So I'd recommend the original but if you want to like Mercutio more, which you should he's amazing, I'd recommend watching at least clips of John's. It's an interesting musical because all productions are non-replica and also change around the order of songs, add or take away characters, all sorts. The Hungarian production is also very popular and I'm sure it's great, I just haven't' gotten around to watching it yet.

Mozart das Musical was the first non-English language musicals I watched so I have a fondness for it, but it's not my favourite. However, I do realise I have forgotten most of the songs and the few I've gone back and listened to are better than I remember.

Dracula isn't super popular and I understand why, I don't love the plot of the Dracula/Mina romance in it, however. I do love this musical because despite how I find the plot lacking, the songs are so good! At least, I love them. And the actors are all doing a great job. And it's one of the few Dracula adaptions to keep Quincy Morris so they get bonus points for that.

Mozart L'Opéra Rock and modern French musicals... This isn't necessarily a bad thing, but they're often more like pop-rock operas now. So if you're not into musicals with that style of music it might not be for you, but I still enjoyed it even though I didn't think I would because of the style of music. Mozart and Salieri's chemistry is very good, Salieri's bisexual crisis song is iconic, actually all of Salieri's songs are iconic.

Schikaneder... eh. I didn't like it that much and I didn't really like any of the songs. There's no English subtitles, but someone sent me the entire English synopsis and I watched it with a German friend so I had double the help of understanding it. Doesn't mean others might not like it, just none of the songs stood out to me and I had no desire to listen to any of them again. It's by Steven Scharwz of Wicked fame and I love Wicked, but I didn't love this.

3 Musketiers!! God it's so underrated and not spoken about within the European musical fandom that I even forget about it and literally forgot to write about it earlier in this post. It's a Dutch musical (though did also have a German production) and it's really good!? Faces you might know are Pia Douwes as Milady de Winter, Stanley Burlseon as Cardinal Richeliu (Netherlands Der Tod in Elisabeth), Henk Poort as Athos (Netherlands Phantom and Jean Valjean). The dialgoue is funny, the songs are good, some of the set pieces have no right to exist in this tiny musical?? They made this giant boat and pelt the actors with rain just for one 5 minute song and then we never see the boat again? And while I recommend the Dutch one because Dutch musicals deserve more love and it has official English subtitles!! Official ones, not fanmade! I have the DVD and it comes with English subtitles (and Dutch and German subtitles) which is so nice. The German version is also good, good cast, Pia came back and Uwe Kroger as Richeliu and omg they rearranged the songs and the German arrangement of Nicht Aus Stein is insane and amazing and frankly iconic.

That's all of the ones I have watched. Next on my list to watch are Rudolf and Notre Dame de Paris, both of which I have listened to some songs from and already love (I've listened to way too much of Notre Dame de Paris and am so in love).

I want to start organising streams where I'll host the musical either by getting the video from Youtube or my own files and anyone who wants to join can come along and watch with us, chat with us if you want or just watch there's no pressure to chat. I thought about doing weekly streams? This would also make me finally watch some of the ones I've been meaning to for ages. But I keep wondering about time zones. I'm in the UK and would want to stream at about 11pm at the latest (11pm BST/GMT+1 as we’re in daylight savings at the moment, if the streams continue past the end of October which would be wild then I’ll make a note of the time change that would be to 11pm GMT), which I know can work for other UK and Europeans, but for any Americans would be in the afternoon. So, I wondered if doing it on a weekend would be better? Then it doesn't matter if it's in the afternoon? Maybe Saturday evenings then? It would either be Saturday evenings UK time or Friday evenings UK time. What do you guys think? If people are down then I'll make a separate post with a list of what we'll be watching each week and if anything happens to me that means I can't stream one week then everything will just get pushed back a week, but I don't see that as likely to happen. And I'll only be streaming those that have English subtitles, so don't worry about not being able to understand anything.

edit: am also open to 10pm bst if others want that, im just trying to think of what time works best for everyone so sorry if 11pm is a little late for europeans, i know 10pm could be a little early for americans. also in case it sounded like these are the only musicals i will be streaming, thats not so, ive got more than just the ones mentioned on this list!

(Tagging some people who I know are or might be interested in streams to see what you think of that plan: @sirona-art @ringwraith100 @tanz-der-trash @smilingwoland @the-weird-dane @witchgaye @ami-fidele @kisstheghouls @looking-4-happiness @ladysapphire928 @sloanedestler @tinywound @persephonaae @phoenixdewinter @uwucoffee @freshbloodandgothicism )

[ameliterature]

Writer's Block: AnderPerry One-Shot Fluff (Coffee Shop AU)

Todd was working on his newest novel in a secluded coffee shop just a few blocks away from the hustle and bustle of city. It was nearing 1am and he was the only one left in the shop.

He couldn't wrap his head around the plot he had trapped himself into and his main character needed to kiss someone but-- How could Todd possibly know how write a kiss, let alone kiss at all! He wished he hadn't promised the publishing office his next work would be romantic, he should've stayed with his Surrealist Non-romantic stories, but here he was, having writer's block in a lonely café with room temperature coffee he bought hours ago.

He wasn't even happy about how he wrote the meet cute for the character. How do meet cutes even work? He's never experienced that!

"Hi, uhm, excuse me-" He looked up from his notes to see one of the people who worked at the coffee shop standing beside his table. "We're actually closing in a bit, I'm gonna have to ask you to finish up what you're doing. Sorry."

"Oh- yeah, sorry, I lost track of time." Todd said, pretty embarrassed. Todd's never been told to pack up his stuff before, he must've been a nuisance this whole time.

"I also wanted to ask," Todd looked up again at the worker, noticing his brunette hair falling over his eyes as they meet Todd's. "What were you writing about?"

Todd, obviously shocked, scoffed at the question. "H-how did you know?"

"Well, I see you go here a lot, and I noticed you usually have manuscripts every other month-- I'm-- Okay, actually, I'm also a fan of your work-" The worker said. Todd swiftly let his eyes check his nametag, 'Neil'. "Whenever you and your editor discuss your latest book, I usually hear you guys say the title, that's how I first started reading your works. O-oh, my name's Neil Perry by the way." He brought his hand out to shake Todd's hand. "Todd Anderson-- but you probably already knew that--" They share a quiet chuckle together.

Todd wasn't sure if he should be flattered by the fact he met someone who was actually a fan of his obscure writing OR if he should be flustered because he finally realized who Neil was. He was that really handsome guy who Todd watches in those off-Broadway shows from time to time for inspiration. He didn't think he'd be working part-time as a Barista in a small coffee shop.

"Y-you... like my other works?" Todd said, still packing up his belongings.

"Are you kidding me?! Ever since I read your first novel: 'A sweaty-toothed Madman', I've been following your works ever since." Neil said giddily. "I just didn't wanna bother you all this time because I wanted you to focus on your work. Tonight- well I had to close the store, so I kinda had to talk to you..."

A smile creeped onto Todd's face and his ears appeared pinker. "T-thanks-- Oh, and to uh, answer your question... I was-- Well, I'm kind of out of my comfort zone."

"How come?" Neil said, taking a seat next to Todd.

"I... Well I have to write the main character with a romance plot-- and I'm supposed to know how to write a kiss scene pretty soon but..." Todd trails off, he didn't want to ramble about his problems to a fan.

"But...? But what?" Neil asks excitedly. His grin and eager expression made Todd nervous, maybe in a good way.

"I--" Todd looks away, "I've never been kissed before." he rolled his eyes, trying to play off his embarrassment.

"Oh," Neil responded.

"Yeah, pretty pathetic, right? A guy my age, had never kissed a girl in his entire life. I'd probably never know how to kiss."

"... Does it have to be a girl?" Neil asked, making Todd jerk his face towards him.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Does your kissing experience have to be from kissing a girl? I mean- a kiss is a kiss from anyone, right?"

"I mean... Yeah? But I don't see what-"

"I could kiss you." Neil said boldly. Todd's eyes widened as he froze on the spot. There was no way that he'd be able to kiss someone as handsome as a guy he'd just met, now of all times!

"I- You don't have to-" Todd said, not really refusing.

"Come on! You get research out of it and I get to kiss a really cute author I happen to admire! It's a win-win, really." Neil's smile was contagious as it made Todd smile back. He didn't mean to smile at that moment, but the situation seemed so bizarre, it might as well be in his novels.

"Well.. How are we gonna- I mean, you have to close soon,"

"I could kiss you now, no one's here, plus it's pretty late, no one's gonna pass by the store anyway." Neil scoots closer to Todd's chair.

Neil seemed oddly enthusiastic about kissing him, so much that Todd couldn't refuse him, especially when he's looking at him with such sultry eyes.

"O-okay fine, but... you're gonna have to lead." Todd gave in, how could he not? When those dark brown eyes were beckoning him to come closer.

Neil didn't say anything else. He slowly brought his hands up to Todd's jaw, rubbing it with his thumb gently. Todd looked up at him with nervous eyes, swallowing nothing as an anxious response.

Neil guided his face, expertly pulling Todd closer while turning their faces to fit like puzzle pieces. Todd thought, at first, how weird it was that the moment before he even got a kiss, his heart was already beating so rapidly, it felt like he could pass out, but by the time their lips met, it's like all the storms in his body had calmed, all the drought that surrounded his mind suddenly got replenished, and his eyes couldn't help but close to relish in the sensation.

It was all warm and wet, in a good way, because it feel like just a peck on the lips. Neil's lips were soft and warm, moving effortlessly with Todd's. Not that Todd even knew what to do next but Neil's mouth knew how to guide him between each kiss. Todd takes a mental note: kisses can be multiple kisses at a time. Neil also let's his other hand rest on Todd's neck, pulling him in slightly closer. Todd sighs into the kiss before trying to move his head along the same rhythm as Neil. Each smack of their lips, Todd could help but add more mental notes: Kissing actually feels really good, So this is why people like it, Neil's really good at this, can kisses last forever?, Could I kiss him forever?

Neil finally pulls apart, chuckling softly, wiping the corner of his mouth before wiping Todd's. "How was it?"

Todd, slowly opening his eyes, trying to un-daze himself.

"I- th-that was... It was, g-good- I," Todd pulls back a bit, "I think that's a good amount of field research, Thanks so much." Looked away, he could feel his entire face turning warm.

"Well," Neil stands up, fixing the chairs around them. "If you need more references, I don't mind being a source." He winks before going back to the register.

Safe to say, Todd Anderson was out of his writer's block.

Part 2

[princesscas]

hey again mandy!! i was wondering if you could rec some fluffy destiel fics? just your favorite ones if you’ve got some, either fluffy or angsty! i’d love to add some diversity to my bookmark list ☺️💕

Ooohh yeah! You sent this right as an anon sent the same request :3

Anon: I have seen your answer to an anon and now I want you to do a list of your favorite destiel fics please!! I just need to read fluffy fics but I also want some that have very good plot and also good portray of the characters but with a happy ending i can’t stomach more sadness. Thanks!! By the way for these who haven’t read it I want to recommend a very good fic call I don’t care where you been.

So I’m not too big on angst, like yes I do love angst, it can be good for the plot/character development/etc, but sometimes too much angst is well, too much for me to handle lol. Fluff is my bread and butter when it comes to not only writing, but reading. It can do me no harm, besides making my cheeks hurt from smiling so dang much! 

So here is my list of fluffy, plotty, longfics! These are pretty old, because I haven’t been in the market for any destiel longfic in the recent years, besides oneshots and a few WIPs here and there. (i’m still neck deep into the stucky dumpster lol) 6 canon fics and 6 AU’s :D 

CANON

Professional Couple Only by saltyfeathers (Fake/Pretend Relationship) - There's a haunted apartment building in Vermont, and the ad says "Professional couple only". Dean and Cas rise to the occasion.

The Silence Between Heartbeats by yesmsmoran (elliedew) (2x20 AU) -  "Fic that replaces Carmen with Cas. And then, when Dean wakes up and he meets Cas for the first time he freaks out because it's the only man he's ever loved and he's so confused as to how he can be real when he obviously had to be something the djinn created."

i wanna see your animal side by microcomets (Animal Transformation) - Dean gets attached to a dark-haired, blue-eyed kitten. He hates cats, so he can't really say why.

Just To Make You See by youaresunlight (Mutual Pining) - “I’ve been reading,” Cas explains, lifting his coat to reach for something inside. It’s another magazine but not one about nature or economics. It’s a GQ with a suave male celebrity gracing the cover. “There’s an article in here that gives advice to those who are ‘seeking to escape the friend zone.’”

And I Will Walk On Water by tracy_loo_who (Post-S4) - This fic is set after season 4 and totals ~122,600 words. It's a story about friendship and love, recovery and trust, free will, and Dean and Castiel's journey through it all. It's also about chocolate and hugs. If you read it, I really hope you enjoy it. ♥

Broadway Musical by Griftings (HILLARIOUS GO READ IT) - This is the day that marked the Holy and Blessed Union of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle.The merging of prominent bloodlines is always a grand occurrence, but breeding pedigree hunter families like Winchester and Harvelle is something to be rejoiced. It is also something to be meticulously planned, which thankfully the Host is very good at.Or, the romantic comedy where Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle are destined to get married, Castiel is given the task of playing matchmaker and fails terribly, the entire Heavenly Host becomes a sitcom audience, God warns against male pregnancy, and Jimmy Novak is incredibly unimpressed with angels in general.

AU

a world above water by museaway (Fairy Tale AU) - Castiel’s hope for freedom is threatened by a chance encounter with the Crowned Prince of Lawrence, who is trying to avoid an arranged marriage

To Find a Family by linasane (Kid Fic, Domestic) - When Dean's little brother gets taken away, he's expecting the fight that ensues. He's expecting the stress that comes from separation, expecting to do all he can to get Sammy back from whatever awful foster family he's been placed with. He's not expecting Castiel Novak. (Castiel, in turn, isn't expecting his first foster child - five years old and angry - to be the one that leads him to the family he's always wanted, but life has a funny way of working itself out).

Shorten the Distance by GhostGarrison (Online/Long Distance Relationship) - "Nerdytr3nchcoat" and "Impala67" weren't looking for romance on the dating website called 'dateangels.com'. Castiel was looking for friends and Dean was just looking to get his nagging brother off his back. What they didn't expect to find was each other. [a long distance, online relationship fic]

Cooking with Gas by WinJennster (Food Network/Chef!Cas) - Castiel Novak has it all. He's rich, famous, has a top rated cooking show and restaurant, drives an expensive car and wears Armani. His producer throws a contest to spend a day with Chef Novak, cooking and learning techniques. Castiel wants no part of it, but Balthazar insists and Castiel will do as expected. What Castiel wasn't expecting was to fall head over heels for the winner. Dean Winchester hasn't had a successful relationship in his 34 years on Earth. He's got a past he'd like to keep hidden, and his life rotates around his family and his business. Winning a contest to spend a day with his favorite TV chef is a shock, but a welcome diversion from his day to day life...until he meets the guy, and he turns out to be a big jerk. Dean figures he should have expected that. What he wasn't expecting was that same gorgeous blue-eyed man to sweep in and shake up his entire world.

Life In Pink by youaresunlight (Kid Fic - SO FLUFF) - At just 33 years old, Dean Winchester is one of the most sought-after wedding planners in the city. He’s chased his dream ever since he was a kid and is now on the brink of making partner at his firm. But the wedding that’ll make or break his promotion? Is his best friend Dr. Castiel Novak’s. It’s going to be the event of the season - unlimited budget, no expense spared - and it’s the kind of task that Dean has been waiting for… except he’s hopelessly in love with Cas.

Kiss the Baker by Ltleflrt (Bakery AU) - Jo is pregnant and craving something a little bit unusual. When she sends Dean on a mission to find her some chocolate cake donuts with bacon sprinkles, he's sure that he'll fail. Luckily his partner Benny comes to his rescue and introduces him to a quirky little bakery that sells all kinds of weird (and delicious!) baked goods. And they do special orders!Dean finds excuses to keep going back, and Castiel finds excuses to keep giving him special treats.

And I believe this is the fic Anon was referring to: don't care where you've been by thanks_tacos (A/B/O) Dean's life is finally changing. After years of enduring Alastair's abuse, the alpha dies and Dean's married off to the next alpha the system pairs him with - Castiel. The man is strange and distant, but not exactly bad, and Dean's determined to be on his best behavior and not mess up the chance he was given. Soon enough, though, he fucks up anyway and has to call the alpha for help.Castiel's lived his entire life without an omega by his side, and he was fine with that. He doesn't know how to proceed once he's suddenly married to a beautiful man who's obviously been through a lot. Omegas were always a confusing subject to him, so he tries not to interfere much - neither of them is there by their choice. But when Dean calls for help, he understands he's going to have to set some things straight and engage more.