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[acourtofquestions]

The Potterless of ACOTAR

— except probably not half as good as the podcast; regardless, enjoying my first read of the Maasverse — so…

LET’S FANDOM ABOUT IT!

[cemeterything]

are we still doing this because i have a late submission

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Feelings Thawed

Character; Cater Diamond

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.

“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.

Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!” 

He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.

You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.

He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.

Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”

Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”

You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”

Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.

“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?” 

The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.

You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”

Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand. 

It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.

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Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @ithseem, @krenenbaker, @silvers-numberonefan, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

[mipexch]

happy 420. defy logic

[vechter]

detective comics (1937) #725 // the great believers, rebecca makkai // hesitate to call, louise glück // batman: battle for the cowl (2009) #1 // titans (2008) #21 // the aftermath, caitlin conlon // superman/batman (2003) #76 // i built the walls myself, arch budzar // batman: battle for the cowl (2009) #1 // titans (2008) #15 // detective comics (1937) #874 // postcolonial love poem, natalie díaz // batman (1940) #687 // batman and robin (2009) #1 // i can tell it's aquarius season because my knuckles are splitting, caitlin conlon // superman/batman (2003) #76 // u.k. // batman and robin (2009) #2 // titans (2008) #23 // u.k. // batman (1940) #681 // coded signals, caitlin conlon // titans (2008) #15 // batman and robin (2009) #1 // against silence, frank bidart

dick + being batman

[anna-scribbles]

what a shame, i can see it all now that we’re through

- firearm by lizzy mcalpine

(chapter 5 of call it even is making me feel bonkers insane. thank u @sha-nwa)

[himehomu]

“Homura can't stand the idea of moving on. So she's isolating madoka from everyone who's ever cared about her.” Are you fucking stupid? She literally rewrote the entire universe so that Madoka could be happy with her parents and her little brother, so that Sayaka could have another chance with Hitomi and Kyoske, so that Kyoko can have a life with Sayaka, she literally revived Mami and Nagisa and gave them a life together. What the fuck do you mean she's “isolating Madoka from everyone who's ever cared about her??”

The only person she's isolating Madoka from is herself because she knows Madoka will regain her godhood sooner ot later and she knows that her desire for Madoka and her friends to be happy will directly rebel against Madokami's rules that require Madoka to die to maintain order to the broken world that traps Magical Girls in their cycle of hope and despair, even if maintaining order means making hard choices and sacrifices, which in this case, is Madoka sacrificing herself again and again not only because she cares so much for others but because she cares so little for herself whilst Homura is the only one who can see that she's so much more than her sacrifice and that she shouldn't reduce herself to a means to an end.

She took Madoka's immortality for herself to spare her of anymore loneliness in Heaven as a trapped Goddess. She literally gave Madoka and the rest of her friends a second chance at life and you people have the audacity to just blatantly fucking lie on her to justify hating her for how she reacts to the psychological torture of having to watch the love of her life and her friends die for 12 years worth of time loops then to live in a world where no one remembers the girl she loves but her. Let something like that happen to you at the age of 14 and then come and talk to me about Homura. Idgaf that she's a fictional character. If y'all continue to treat her like a heartless monster that deserves to be “held accountable for her actions,” then I'll defend her like the traumatized 14 year old child that she actually is. Fuck off and stay away from Madoka Magica. It clearly isn't for you.

[thechekhov]

Chekhov Reads Dungeon Meshi: CH52

Everyone else: surrounded by at least family or friends.

Senshi: just me and my trusty frying pan

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I feel like Kui-san created the perfect explanation for the artistic whim of 'I wanna draw high fantasy.... or maybe horror.... hmm.... and now I wanna draw cookbooks. And now I wanna draw steampunk!' and just made it work for her.

Queen shit, honestly.

Wow, dwarves are way more uptight than I thought. No drinking in the trolley?!

It's YOUR turn on the backstory, Laios.

Laios going into the military and then immediately backing out with a 'thanks but no thanks' is very... Laios.

He's also suddenly emaciated. This feels like there's parts being left out.

and ALSO why is Falin here???? Oh wait it's just another person.

.......so Falin was at the academy until her brother showed up and then ALSO DESERTED????? She didn't even graduate or anything? She just noped out one day???????

Marcille heart attack in 3.... 2....... 1................

"You literally came by and STOLE my girlfriend from school!"

Senshi you..... you literally almost died of starvation in a dungeon due to lack of planning and then just did Whatever and got by. 😂

Laios, did you leave your baby sister behind because the people were dicks? Is this just Laios telling it badly, or was he just a kid dealing with it badly?

And WHERE ARE THE PARENTS, WHY IS SHE EATING ALONE.

For being a fantasy manga, this has incredibly modern social issues.

Or maybe the issues in question are just timeless.

AAAAA MARCILLE WERE YOU LISTENING

The horrified, stupid feeling of realization when you're a little bit of an asshole, but not on purpose - just out of ignorance. Oooooh godddds, this is so real. This is so REAL!

It's so dumb how human this manga is. I love it.

...th...this metaphor may be getting a bit out of hand...... is it really as simple as eggs on bacon...????

okay............where are you going with this.......?

MmmmmHMMMM. I see. Hmmm. Interesting. HmmMMM. I....okay.

no, no, he's got a point.

But actually, was IS the plan here? He says that as though it's a workable plan but.

Is the idea to just.... eat Falin's non-human parts??? That's most of her. Up to her neck. You have, what, a neck and a head? Are you working under the assumption that there's more human parts buried in dragon meat? You're working under the assumption that she hasn't become the dragon as much as it became her.

Idk, man. It all feels very....... raw.

But I'm sure it'll work out EXACTLY like this.

Get your knife and fork, Kabru. You've been formally invited to dine on the body of Laios' sister who killed you once.

[emry-stars-art]

(Op of the text post is no longer in the fandom/no longer wishes to be so I didn’t tag, and I’m hesitant to say to flood their notifs! Let’s be respectful but I wanted to give this its dues lol)

I literally have been thinking about this text post for a full year and it’s FINALLY TIME. Happy Halloween 🎃

[acourtofquestions]

The last time I read a Single-Page-Chapter it was Chapter 40 of Crooked Kingdom🖤(NMNF 4ever) … Chapter 25 of Crown of Midnight your giving me anxiety!!!😅😅🙃😬😫😭😱🫠🫥🫣

[virgothozul]

Jsdcbbccbhcb !! Merci !! tant de personnes ont réagi au précédent post en français ahahahah 🤣 c’est incroyable ! je ne m’attendais pas à tant de réactions merci merci ! Thank you everyone for the attention on my last post !!!

This is when Miles drops at the police station like a prince, a whole year later, nonchalant about his hiatus. And Phoenix is most likely losing his 💩 3 feet away.

[edsbacktattoo]

nothing brings me more joy than seeing some innocent soul experience ofmd for the first time, not knowing that the trajectory of their whole life is about to be changed. i see people watching before 1x09 and being like “am i crazy or is there mad chemistry between the two leads? 🤔” oh my love. my dear sweet angel pie. your nuts are about to be huffed clean off

[virtual-minotaur]

will never get people who'd ever pick the options in bg3 to say "so you lied to me this whole time" when characters reveal a secret. because im queer.

"you lied about a core part of your identity to me because you werent sure you'd be able to trust me?" yes all the time.

edit: reblogs turned off (took a while for me to decide) because i did not mean for this post to get popular. also i dont care if gale has a nuclear warhead i wont judge him for it. because im queer.

[possamble]

Do you have any headcanons or thoughts about Falin having a crush on Marcille pre-canon? Especially during her later years at the school/the years she was with Laios.

Just full on "awkward and slightly gnc teenage lesbian has a massive crush on the touchy-feely girly girl straight best friend" tropes everywhere. Even better bc it's the "best friend is also the popular girl while lesbian is the slightly ostracized quiet one" dynamic in school. Falin gets so so so good at not having a heart attack every time Marcille gets in her personal space. But she's so resigned to never saying anything bc why would a girl as blinding as Marcille ever like her back. She also doesn't make an effort to get over it either, she's just content to be trapped in that stable dynamic of silently being in love with Marcille while getting to enjoy CLEARLY being Marcille's favourite person. She gets so used to it that it's almost just background noise most of the time-- it would have to be, unless she wanted to be freaking out 24/7 bc Marcille is so goddamn affectionate.

Her feelings also definitely change throughout the time that they're in school together-- at first it was this "whooaaah pretty older girl" puppy crush that you can clearly see developing in the flashbacks we get (I think she doesn't even like... realize her fixation on Marcille is romantic at all until years after it starts, when she's 12-14 ish and all the other girls around her are talking about crushes). But then they get closer, over the years Marcille starts getting really attached and letting down her guard, and Falin gets to see the ridiculous side of her. She gets to calm her down from her tantrums when experiments don't work out, or help her clean up when something explodes in her face. I feel like the progression of her feelings from "schoolgirl infatuation" to "unrequited love" probably almost exactly corresponds to how slowly Marcille goes from trying to keep Falin at a polite but friendly distance (like she does with everyone else) to her facade completely eroding as she becomes her cheerful and ridiculous self again for the first time since her father died.

That's probably the saddest part: Falin knows that she's clearly Marcille's favourite person on the surface level, but she doesn't quite fully grasp the enormity of what that means to Marcille. She doesn't get that she's the person who made the world colorful again for Marcille, that she is the first person outside of Marcille's family to really and truly make her laugh. She just thinks she's the beloved but dinky little short-lived sidekick, one of many that Marcille has had and will have.

Part of it is that, despite Marcille becoming such a clingy and affectionate best friend, I think her initial demeanour already did its damage. You see Falin being super adventurous and weird at first, bringing Marcille berries and other stuff, only to be rebuffed by Marcille exasperatedly saying she's working or looking kind of put off by it. And by the time you see her a little older, shes already quieter and better at masking -- and I'm not saying that that's entirely Marcille's fault (being the weird girl at an all girls academy for almost the entirety of her teenhood must have been brutal, my god) but she definitely learned that she's a potential nuisance to Marcille if she doesn't tone herself down. She learned that Marcille most likely sees her as a weird little kid following her around bc she has no other friends. And for the most part, she was never given any reason to unlearn any of that.

And that all very very smoothly transitions into Marcille being her "first love that was never meant to be anyway" when she leaves the academy. Chapter closed in her mind: she loved and pined from a distance and that was that. Every now and then she'll see another woman with Marcille's build or her shade of hair and be like ":( I miss her..." But then just kinda move on with her day. Same with when she's going through her own spellbook and finds a note that Marcille left her/correction that she made-- she'll smile fondly and reminisce about how much Marcille doted on her, and then move on.

Sometimes she thinks about contacting Marcille but convinces herself that it's too late (she spent too many months focusing on getting Laios healthy again and didn't mean to go no contact, but ah well). It's only when she has a practical reason to be reaching out that would also benefit Marcille ("Marcille is studying dungeons and we need a trustworthy mage to go with us to the dungeons") that she feels like she's allowed/that it wouldn't just be 100% a nuisance.

I almost think she didn't expect Marcille to reply at all, only to get a telegraph (or some in-universe equivalent of express mail, maybe magical pigeon carrier) that's like. EN ROUTE TO ISLAND. LETTER TO FOLLOW. and she freaks out like AAAA LAIOS SHE SAID YES WE HAVE TO CLEAN UP NOW.

I do think getting a response accidentally sparks a little hope in her, judging by the way she acts in the chp 57 flashback-- she's pouty that Marcille sees her as a kid, gets really worked up about being presentable, and then tries to play it cool when she actually meets Marcille (as if she didn't freak out and force Laios to shave while rambling a mile a minute about Marcille). She's an adult now, really and truly, and she's seen and survived things that her 18 yr old self would have never even imagined-- then all of a sudden, the person she was in love with since she was ten years old appears, and she's so desperate to be seen as mature and competent. She's trying soooo hard to impress Marcille with her newfound combat and dungeoneering experience...

Only to fall right back into their old dynamic. RIP. At least she gets the girl eventually, even if it takes dying twice and being the core catalyst behind an almost-apocalypse.

[violetelegances-blog]

Hey, these are my Slytherin Boys React Scenarios, including Tom Riddle, Mattheo Riddle, Theo Nott, Enzo Berkshire and Draco Malfoy. There is a vast of different scenarios. These scenarios could also be found on my Wattpad profile -violetelegance- . I would be glad do receive feedback and requests. I hope you will like this. Have fun reading it.

Scenario: you walking in on them, while they’re changing

★ ᴛᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ★ As you timidly push open the door to the dimly lit chamber, you freeze, eyes widening. Tom Riddle stands before you, in the midst of changing. His gaze flickers up, meeting yours, a mixture of surprise and slight irritation. "You really should learn to knock, you know." You stammer, cheeks aflame, struggling to tear your gaze away. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I'll... I'll leave." Tom's expression softens, observing your embarrassment. He swiftly finishes changing, his movements graceful yet deliberate. "No need to be overly flustered. It was an accident." You nod, still unable to look directly at him. The air feels charged, a palpable tension enveloping the room. Tom clears his throat, breaking the silence. "Well, since you're here, was there something you needed?" You muster up the courage to meet his gaze, your voice steadier now. "I... I wanted to discuss the latest Potions assignment." Tom inclines his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Very well, let's go over it then." As you both delve into the intricacies of the assignment, a newfound sense of camaraderie blossoms, the awkwardness of the moment fading into the background. This unexpected encounter, though mortifying, serves as the catalyst for a deeper connection between you and Tom Riddle.

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☆ ᴍᴀᴛᴛʜᴇᴏ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ☆ As you gently pushed open the door to Mattheo Riddle's chamber, your intention was merely to inquire about a book. However, the sight that met your eyes was unexpected. Mattheo, in the midst of changing, turned to face you with a surprised expression. His usually composed demeanor wavered for a moment, his stormy eyes widening slightly. "Oh, I... I apologize, I didn't hear you come in," he stammered, quickly reaching for his robes to cover himself. You felt a blush rise to your cheeks, averting your gaze. "I'm so sorry, Mattheo, I didn't mean to intrude," you stammered, cheeks aflame. He cleared his throat, his voice regaining its usual calmness. "No need to apologize. It was my oversight," he assured, though you could still detect a faint trace of embarrassment. After a brief moment, you mustered the courage to meet his gaze again. "I'll... I'll wait outside until you're ready," you managed, turning to leave. As you closed the door behind you, you couldn't help but replay the scene in your mind. The unexpected vulnerability of Mattheo had left an indelible mark, and you couldn't deny the fluttering in your chest at the thought of that shared moment.

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✡︎ ᴛʜᴇᴏᴅᴏʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴛ ✡︎ As you opened the door, you were met with an unexpected sight. Theo Nott, in the midst of changing, froze in surprise, his eyes widening. You quickly averted your gaze, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to intrude." Theo's voice, tinged with a mix of surprise and amusement, broke the brief silence. "No worries, it's my fault for not locking the door." He moved to shield himself with a nearby robe, still chuckling softly. "You're safe to look now." Turning back, you met his eyes, finding them warm and reassuring. The awkwardness melted away, replaced by a shared moment of laughter and understanding. "It's just... not exactly how I pictured our first encounter," you admitted, a small smile playing on your lips. Theo grinned, his charm putting you at ease. "Well, it's certainly memorable." As you left the room, a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth. This unexpected encounter had forged a connection, a shared moment that would be remembered fondly.

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✦ ʟᴏʀᴇɴᴢᴏ ʙᴇʀᴋsʜɪʀᴇ ✦ As you quietly pushed open the door to Enzo Berkshire's room, you hadn't expected to find him in the midst of changing. Time seemed to slow as your eyes met his, wide with surprise, and his cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. Enzo quickly averted his gaze, his voice stumbling over an apology. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't realize anyone was coming in." You could feel the heat rising to your own cheeks, and you turned away, trying to give him some privacy. "I'm sorry, Enzo, I didn't mean to intrude." He hurriedly finished dressing, his tone slightly flustered. "No, it's alright. I should have locked the door. My fault entirely." Once he was decent, Enzo turned back to you, a sheepish smile on his face. "Let's just pretend this never happened, alright?" You nodded, a small laugh escaping your lips, diffusing the tension. "Agreed. I'll be sure to knock next time." As he chuckled in response, you both shared a moment of mutual understanding. From that point on, the incident became a humorous memory, a testament to the comfort and camaraderie that defined your relationship with Enzo.

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✧ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ✧ As you opened the door, you were met with an unexpected sight. Draco Malfoy, usually the epitome of composure, stood frozen mid-motion, shirt halfway off, his grey eyes wide with surprise. You quickly averted your gaze, cheeks flushing crimson. "Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry, Draco!" you stammered, trying not to let your embarrassment show. Draco's voice was laced with a mixture of astonishment and amusement. "Well, this is certainly a new way to make an entrance." You could hear the smirk in his tone, which only made you feel more mortified. "I-I didn't mean to intrude. I'll just... I'll wait outside," you managed to stutter, backing away slowly. As you closed the door, you could hear Draco chuckle softly from the other side. "No need to be so flustered, Y/N. It's not like I haven't been seen shirtless before." You couldn't help but let out a nervous laugh. "Still, it's a matter of privacy, you know." "Fair point," Draco replied, his voice warm. "Next time, I'll make sure to lock the door."

[chiquilines]

Ochako my relatable academically exhausted queen