#series: love will keep us together

[motownfiction]

reach out of the darkness

When the morning comes, they take their breakfast two by two again. The pairs are the same as they ever were, but this time, they feel different. Stronger and more scared, all the same, all at once. At least, that’s how Lucy feels when she and Will take their day-old bagels in the window seat.

“I missed you last night,” Will says, and Lucy chuckles.

“I’m easy to miss,” she says.

“Yeah. Did you miss me?”

“I missed Elenore.”

“Lucy.”

“Fine. I missed you. You know I did.”

Will smiles and kisses Lucy against her temple. She fights off a blush and barely wins. When Will wraps his arm around her and draws her near to his side, she goes with it. In fact, she melts right into his side.

“I didn’t want to bunk with you to see if we could get away with having sex, you know,” Lucy says.

“I didn’t think so,” Will says. “You’ve got better taste than the gross twin beds at a retreat center. I know that.”

“You better.”

“Why did you wanna be with me, then? If not for the retreat center sex.”

Lucy sighs. She grabs Will’s hand and squeezes it so tightly, he’s pretty sure she could break his hand. And yet, he’s still not sure he’d mind.

“There’s nothing I like better than waking up in the middle of the night and seeing you there next to me,” she says, making damn sure she looks him dead in the eye. “It’s like … you know how I always had a hard time sleeping before? When I was little?”

Will laughs a little.

“Yeah, your parents said they took you back to the hospital,” he says. “‘Help, this baby doesn’t sleep. She’s broken.’”

“That’s me. But after … after we got married, and you moved in, it was like … it was like I finally felt safe enough to sleep at night. Like even if I took a rest, things would still get done. Somebody would be there to help. Yeah. After you, I finally felt safe enough with me.”

Will bites down hard on the inside of his cheek. He can’t let her know how much it means to hear her say that. In the end, it doesn’t matter. She always knows.

“Oh,” he says. “I, uh, I see.”

Lucy smiles and takes his chin in her hand. She pulls him in for a quick kiss, and he still can’t believe this is his life.

“I know you’re worried about me applying to Harvard,” she says.

“What? Did Sadie tell you?”

“No, of course not.”

“Then how do you know?”

“Because I know you. And you can nod your head and tell me everything is fine as many times as you want. I still know better.”

Will sighs and looks down at his thumbs. Yet another day he wishes he was as cool as Matt Dillon. Or anybody other than himself.

“I don’t want you to feel like you can’t go because of me,” he says.

“We don’t even know if I can get in,” Lucy says. “And even if I do, I’m not going to go. But it’s not because of you. It’s because of me.”

“But what if you’re just saying that?”

“Have we met? I’d never do that. Will, there’s always going to be a part of me that will wonder what my life could have looked like if we never got married or had Elenore. I know you’re always going to wonder the same thing, whether you want to admit it or not. But just because there are times when I wonder what could’ve been doesn’t mean … it doesn’t mean I’d rather be anywhere else. This is what I want. If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t be here.”

Will can feel the relief flooding his eyes. He just hopes it doesn’t come out in tears. By the way Lucy is smiling at him, it could go either way.

“I love you, Will,” she says, and it still sounds so good. “Sometimes, it scares the hell out of me, but I don’t … I don’t ever want to stop. I love you.”

This time, Will kisses Lucy first.

“I don’t ever want you to hold back,” he says. “There’s nobody else in the world like you. I don’t want the whole world missing out just so I can have you.”

Lucy looks Will in the eye, and she can’t believe what she’s about to say.

“It’s not a choice,” she says. “I want to go everywhere, but I won’t go anywhere without you. So, it looks like the whole world’s going to get you, too.”

Will bites down on the inside of his cheek again. Then, he stuffs his hand in his right pocket and fiddles around.

“I don’t really think now is the best time,” Lucy says, and Will rolls his eyes.

“Ah, shut up,” he says with a laugh. “I’m not … there!”

He pulls out an uncapped ballpoint pen from the pocket of his jeans. Lucy looks at it with mild disgust.

“You carry around uncapped pens?” she asks.

“Yeah,” Will says. “You never know when a guy’s going to need to write a letter to his wife. Might as well be prepared.”

He squeezes her knee as he stands up and makes his way to the affirmation table. Lucy watches as he goes. There’s so much she could think about him now. The way looks out for others. The way he’s vulnerable even when he’s trying not to be. The way he’s always loved her. It all sounds great, but none of it rings quite as true as her first thought.

Motherfucker looks good in blue.

[metamatronic]

oh thank goodness the d1 polycule is in tact. FALSE ALARM GANG

[intomybubble]

I reread Vol 13 and 14 of A Terrified Teacher at Ghoul School bc I wanted to find the chapter where they reveal the Principal’s face and name again and

First off, would.

Second, I have such a soft spot for him after this. I am so excited for Vol 14 to officially release in English so I can have the cover on display on my shelf.

Lastly, I was looking up the character voice actors that were used for the drama cd (thankfully listed on the wikipedia page) and HE’S KENJIRO TSUDA.

Probably unpopular opinion but even though I definitely envision him with that voice with the mask, its difficult for me to do so now with the recent chapters and the approximate age if when he became a youkai (~20s). I think its… too gruff and deep.

I being able to listen to the drama cd would probably help, but atm if they do end up changing it… I like Atsushi Tamaru’s Azul or Yuichi Jose’s Sakyo (18:13)…

[welcometogrouchland]

Stories abt teenage girls who are unabashedly cringey but still treated seriously as the hero of their stories and given depth and nuance by the narrative I am kissing you on the mouth

[feyhunter78]

Turn of the Tide, Call of the Sea (8/?)

Description: After giving Jacaerys and Alyra the map, Harwin reflects on his family's experience with the arcane, and Rhaenyra divulges a key piece of Alicent's past.

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Harwin stood on the shore, watching as his sons and niece sailed away. Alyra was at the stern, waving to him as the wind whipped through her hair. The cloudy look in her eyes had dissipated, clarity returning to her mind.

She was within the grasp of the arcane, teetering on the edge between their realm and the one beyond. It radiated off her in waves, made only stronger by the presence of Helaena. The dreamer, so similar, and yet so different from Viserys.

He spotted the silver hair of Helaena appearing beside Alyra, and he could see it so clearly. His niece and his good-daughter hand in hand on the edge. Would they plummet together or pull each other back into the mortal realm? He prayed they would return unchanged, but feared it was already too late.

If he closed his eyes, he could picture his sister standing beside him, her strange amber eyes gazing out at the sea. She would stand there silently for ages, but sometimes she would hum, strange songs that often set his mind at ease, but drove others to distraction.

“It calls to me, Harwin, even now.” She would finally say, her bare feet in the water, her hand in his, so she wouldn’t dart forward.

“What calls to you?” He’d ask, and she would just look at him, her eyes so bright and piercing.

“The sea, can you not hear its song?” She knew he couldn’t, but that didn’t stop her from asking, or from being disappointed each time he said no. He never understood why she so desperately wanted him to hear it.

When Amina was born there was water in her lungs. They had to clear them, so she could breathe, and yet she still found herself near water whenever possible. So many times, he was chasing after her, keeping her from tumbling over when the waves crashed against her. No matter how hard she fell, she would laugh and go again, embracing the waves like an old friend.

His sweet little cousin, he was already seven when she was born, but they had quickly become attached at the hip. He was the only one she would allow to follow her down to the beach, the only one she told about the call. She would sit beside him and whisper the words the sea sang to her, tell him of what it promised. He would listen and attempt to decipher the riddles, making note of the strange language she began to learn.

It worried him that Alyra was so cold. Amina was always so cold, no matter the layers she wore, the time she spent by the fire, or in the sun. She only warmed in the water, even when he felt the sea was frigid, she delighted in the surf, her hands warm as a Strong’s should be.

When she married, he saw the light begin to fade in her eyes, even though she could still stand in the water, she said it wasn’t the same. Then came the birth of Alyra, a joyous day so soon following the birth of his own son. His sister was smiling, but the light was gone. She mumbled something about a tether, then never spoke of the call to him again.

Footsteps in the sand drew him out of his memories, and he turned to see Rhaenyra, a sad smile on her face.

She came and stood beside him, intertwining their hands. “Did I ever tell you of why Alicent hated the sea?”

“No.” Harwin said, glancing down at her, noticing the way her lower lip trembled.

“When we were young, she nearly drowned. It was after the death of her mother, we were standing up on a cliff, offering prayers for her mother’s soul and the ground gave way beneath her, she plummeted into the water amidst the rocks and sand.”

She let out a shaky breath and Harwin squeezed her hand in reassurance.

“I ran down the cliff and dove into the water to save her, but I couldn’t see with all the debris. When I resurfaced for air, I saw her body washing up on the shore. I swam over to her, but she was already awake and coughing up seawater. The look in her eyes was so odd…and then once she caught her breath, she refused to go near the water ever again.”

And now her daughter sees things in her dreams, strange and unexplainable things. He thought but did not voice aloud.

He heard tales from drunken sailors all his life. Tales of women who ended up in the sea already drowning in grief, how their tears joined with the saltwater, and they emerged strange—different. He would not put these fears into his wife’s head, not as she watched their sons sail away.

“A reasonable reason to fear the ocean.” He said, letting go of her hand to wrap his arm around her and pull her into his side.

“Do you think something happened to her, in the water?”

He smiled despite himself, he had the most brilliant wife in all the realm, nothing slipped past her. “I can’t say for sure; Amina was born odd; I’ve never known anything else.”

“If she was changed that day, then Helaena’s visions must be part of that, just as Alyra’s abilities are. Have we doomed our sons? Sent them off with two who are unprepared to face the lure of the sea?” She leaned into him, looking as fragile as she did the day they first met.

“Perhaps not, Alyra is strong, and you have said Alicent is as well.”

Rhaenyra nodded. “You’re right, I will have faith in our family.”

“There is no shame in worrying Nyra, we’ve sent them on a dangerous quest, I carry my worry for them in my heart every day they are not within our borders.”

She embraced him tightly. “We must trust that together they will survive.”

He returned her embrace, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “They are ours; they can survive anything.”

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[asenkaengel]

The Mandalorian season 3 is living proof that the writer's guild knew they were going to strike MONTHS in advanced.

There were so many character inconsistencies, and major plot lines just skipped over entirely. Plot threads that went absolutely nowhere, and overall, the show just kind of looked sloppy? The season just felt kind of incomplete, in my opinion.

Like they hastily threw it together to fill out the time before they (rightfully, we support fair wages for all on this page 😌) striked.

[grapejuicegay]

Okay...hold up. Maybe I'm missing something but wasn't Vegas the only one who knew chay was at yok's?

I would believe Kim is keeping an eye on chay so he knew where to find him, but what about the goons who showed up?

Did vegas tell them or was the information forced out of him by Kan?

With how ready Kim was for them to show up there (plus the FAMILY RING he was wearing for the first time) did vegas call kim to let him know what was going on and make sure to keep an eye on chay?

Which, Kim showed up the last time vegas kidnapped chay and Vegas (unlike kinn and porsche) is Not An Idiot. Kim showing up for chay was a Big Deal.

So in this situation where vegas has no choice but to do what his dad wants, he's doing what little he can to protect who he can - not just pete. And Kim is prepared to be involved if it's for chay.

[softgrungeprophet]

imo tasm!flash would fill a similar role as mj did in the comics when she and peter initially got together in the 70s—which is, specifically, existing in the wake of gwen’s death having both been deeply attached to her

and that’s why i think that peterflash makes the most sense as a logical next step in that universe

of course it’s irrelevant cause the likelihood of more of that universe getting explored in any official capacity is slim at best for a multitude of reasons lol (and, obvs anything queer is/was out of the question, considering the backlash) but it’s just something i think about sometimes... other people than me have def written solid post-gwen-death peterflash fics for sure, it just feels like a natural extension to me

[inkoutsidethelines]

Thinking about how I would write an adult Scooby-Doo series, because I think it can be done.

The first thing I’d do is make the characters actually be adults.  Still young, but adults, in the mid to late 20s range.  Mystery Inc. is a private detective type business that they run together.  In this universe, the supernatural/ghosts/etc are real, but not necessarily common, so when they take on a case, the culprit might be a person disguised as a monster, or it might actually be a real ghost.  The stakes can be higher; sometimes a bad guy is legitimately trying to kill them.  Sometimes the mystery they’re trying to solve is a murder.  Sometimes they actually get hurt on their cases.

Fred: the core of Fred’s character should be that he’s incredibly kind.  Like, give a stranger the shirt off his back kind.  The “Fred can’t talk to potential clients because he might take a case for free and we need to eat” kind.  He’s an honest and good person and sometimes gets himself into trouble because he assumes other people are too.  While he’s not very good at reading people or noticing ulterior motives, he’s brilliant when it comes to mechanical or engineering type stuff, so he’s the one who keeps the mystery machine running, builds their gadgets, and of course, designs the traps.

Daphne: she comes from old money, and her parents absolutely despise her life choices, to the point where they haven’t officially disowned her, but they have basically cut her off, so she doesn’t actually have access to any family money.  Growing up wealthy has granted her a variety of skills, including speaking multiple languages, horseback riding, and fencing.  She’s very into fashion and jewelry (even if she can’t afford it anymore) and has extensive knowledge of both that can occasionally provide a vital clue in a case. And even though her parents have cut her off, Daphne still has a wide network of contacts she can ask for favors sometimes, because she’s personable, and people tend to like her.  Daphne is also very emotionally intelligent, and is usually the one who can spot when someone is lying to them.

Side note - I ship Fred and Daphne, so I think I would start them off as an established couple for this universe.  Dating, engaged, married, I don’t care.  They are stupidly in love, ride or die for each other.  There’s no will they, won’t they, no worries about cheating.  They are in a healthy, happy, loving relationship, and no one (not even Daphne’s disapproving parents) are going to mess that up for them.

Velma: she is the forensics nerd who sometimes gets super excited about the wrong thing at the wrong time (”He was mummified in seconds? That’s so cool!” “Velma!  His wife is standing right there!” “Oh.  Sorry.”).  She’s not purposely insensitive, she just gets laser focused on her work and forgets to filter herself sometimes.  She’s also the one who can get so fixated on solving whatever mystery they’re working on, she’s willing to bend or maybe break laws.  Is breaking and entering really so bad?  Not if it gets them answers.

Shaggy: he is still the comic relief, but he’s the comic relief by being the only person in the group that actually has common sense.  He manages the business’s finances, he’s the only one who knows how to cook, and the others tease him for being a coward sometimes, but Shaggy maintains that if a ghost with an axe is coming for you, running is the only sensible option.  He should also have a range of random knowledge that sounds useless, but sometimes saves the day (ex ventriloquism, origami, the history of spoons, etc).

Scooby: as this is a universe where supernatural creatures exist, Scooby is an ancient eldritch type being that took a shine to Shaggy when he was a kid, and took the form of a talking dog to befriend and hang out with him.  Aside from the talking dog bit and not aging, he never uses his powers in a way that anyone notices.  The audience is not told upfront that Scooby is an ancient eldritch being; it should slowly be hinted at throughout the series so the audience put it together, but the characters never realize it.  Scooby genuinely considers Shaggy to be his best friend, and cares about the rest of the gang too.

[odairfilm]

In the epilogue of Mockingjay, Katniss only refers to her children as 'the boy' and 'the girl'. We never learn their real names. Throughout her life, Katniss has never really been allowed privacy or the ability to make many of her own decisions. Whether this was caused by the living conditions of the Seam and having to constantly provide for Prim and their mother, or by the fact that she was forced into the scrutiny of the public eye when she was reaped/volunteered and became the face of the rebellion- The Mockingjay.

So then all of this passes, she and Peeta are living together in District 12 in the Victor's Village, and they are finally allowed to choose how they want to live. After 15 years, she decides that she's ready to have kids. They can be raised in a safe environment with no Games, no threats. So the one choice she makes at the end is to keep their names from us, the audience. The one thing that gives us our identity before anything else. The one thing that, essentially, makes us who we are (also Suzanne is so meticulous with picking names throughout the series, so it would be special to Katniss and Peeta). She decides that that's only for her and her family to know.

We, who have literally seen every inch of her life from the reaping up until now, are being told that no, we don't get to see parts of her life without her permission anymore. And it always makes me so emotional. Like yes! Take back your life! Rest. Live. Love. But on YOUR terms and no one elses.

(I posted this on my TikTok acc @narniachrons as well. It wasn't stolen, I swear!)

[supaara]

finishing a series just to look through the tag and find out that a weird ass age gap ship is extremely popular ohnoohnooooooooooo

[balletfilmss]

LOVERS LAKE

✸ pairing : luke castellan x fem!reader

✸ synopsis: you & luke escape to the lake and away from counselor duties!

✸ warnings: pre-tlt, established relationship, kissing, me believing whole heartedly that i can fix him

✸ authors’s note: ignoring that it’s literally christmas & this is so summer-coded, charlie bushnell brought back my original series luke obsession so here you go 🙈

the lake was arguably the best place to be at camp half-blood, even for someone who hated the water and was all but dragged their by somebody else who loved it.

that someone was you, and the somebody else was luke.

that boy loved swimming in the lake like the stars love sitting in the sky, and the only thing that made it better was when you were there with him.

between knowing that fact and the pleading look in his pretty puppy eyes, how could you say no?

so now you and him were in the lake together, on a rare escape from your responsibilities as counselors during rec time. you may or may not have been hiding from your campers by staying hidden by the boathouse that stored the camp’s supply of canoes.

you were clinging onto the wooden dock while your boyfriend swam about, still putting on your angry facade at him after he threw you in the water initially.

was the way he scooped you up in his big strong arms and grinned like a little kid when he jumped in with you absolutely adorable? yes. did that mean you were going to let him get away with it? absolutely not.

pouting with your arms wrapped around the dock leg, you watched as the boy’s head disappeared underwater, not missing the mischievous glint that lingered in his eyes beforehand.

and just as you had expected, a wet head of dark curls popped up just beside you. just to be annoying, he shook his head like some kind of dog and laughed when you scrunched your face up at the flying drops of water.

the little loser laughed at you. now you were definitely mad, and would’ve crossed your arms and harrumphed if you weren’t still holding on to the dock like you’d die if you let go.

“are you ever gonna leave that poor dock be and actually come swim with me?” he asked, batting his pretty long eyelashes like he was pleading for you to do what he asked.

“go away.” you grumbled, looking away from him.

“aw, c’mon sweetheart.” he cooed, his tone teetering between teasing and sincere.

you felt familiar hands wrap around your waist as luke pried you away from the dock, ignoring your words of protest.

“you are literally going to drown me.” you frown as you have no choice but to hold onto him.

look, it wasn’t that you couldn’t swim, it was just that it was going to take one hell of a monster chasing you to make it happen.

“oh my gods, i am going to die.”

you were now out of arm’s reach of the shore, left with nothing but your boyfriend to keep you afloat. dam it.

“would you relax? i’m not gonna let you drown.” he chuckled, smiling at your antics as he kept both you and himself afloat.

“well you pushed me in, so you may as well.” you responded, sticking your chin up in dramatic negligence.

“hey, it was push you in or get caught and have about seventeen campers join us. which would you rather have?”

the first option, obviously, but you weren’t going to tell him that.

instead, you stuck to the silent treatment, which meant luke was left to his last and final resort.

“guess you leave me with no choice then,” he feigned a regretful sigh, even though you both knew he was ecstatic to do what he was thinking.

“wha- no. no no no no!”

luke had let go of your waist for no more than two seconds before you had screamed and clung onto him for dear life, your arms tightly wound around his neck and legs around his waist.

“i’m going to kill you, castellan.” you grumble, unable to see his reaction as your cheek was pressed against his.

there it was again, that gods damned chuckle of his that made your heart do little somersaults.

“love you too.” he said humorously. but when you didn’t reply with the same phrase, it was his turn to pout.

“hey.”

between the pout in his voice and the poke he delivered to your sides, you knew that your inattention had had just the effect you wanted.

this was the dance the two of you had done several times before. he’d annoy you, you’d ignore him and then you would relish in the way he turned into a lost puppy when it lasted for ten seconds too long, proving once again just how tightly you had him wrapped around your finger.

“hey. hey. hey.”

he poked you again and again, repeating the same word in hopes that you’d look at him, but you remained relentless.

“i’m not forgiving you that easily.” you insisted, as if your faces weren’t inches away from each other and water wasn’t the only thing between your body and his.

once again, he knew you too well to know there was little truth to your words.

he pressed a kiss to your cheek in hopes to get you to finally turn your head and look at him. again, nothing.

“hey, pretty girl.” he whispered, growing desperate and excruciatingly impatient. “would you at least look at me?”

feeling as though you’d drawn it out rather excessively, you listened and looked at him.

immediately, your lips were captured by his in a sweet kiss, the lake water seeping in between and tainting the flavor.

when he pulled away, luke wore a smirky kind of smile that made you want to kiss him again just to get rid of it and the giddy little feeling it gave you.

“am i forgiven now?”

he was, but instead of saying that, that was when you splashed a wave of water in his pretty little face.

[prozach27]

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[hermitadaymay]

WELCOME TO HERMIT-A-DAY MAY 2024!

I'm thrilled to bring this challenge to you all for the second year in a row! Hermit-a-Day May is a challenge inspired by Hermitober, but with a twist: instead of theme prompts, we focus on a specific Hermit every day!

THE RULES: 1. Any type of fanwork is welcome so long as it features, or is otherwise inspired by, the Hermit of the day. 2. Tag #hermitaday to have your fanwork reblogged, or submit it directly to the blog (Please note that while I recognize the value of fanworks involving more mature themes, and they can certainly count toward challenge completion if you're keeping track for yourself, content on this blog will be kept "PG-13" so that all may enjoy.). 3. Fanworks for one Hermit posted after the day rolls over to another Hermit's day (per the US Central time zone) will be reblogged in a big queue in June. 4. I am not interested in seeing captions or tags in which you disparage your art/skills. We're all improving all the time. Be kind to yourselves.

WHY SHOULD I PARTICIPATE? To show love to every Hermit, from the most to least subscribed, from those who have been on the server from day one to those who only joined this season! And because challenges are fun! And because, this year, there's an extra dimension to the event: a fundraiser for Gamers Outreach, featuring art incentives by @rendiggitydog and @belmarzi.

GRAND TOTAL INCENTIVE: For every $150 we raise for Gamers Outreach, belmarzi will make 10 seconds' worth of animatic, featuring as many Hermits as she can fit into the time frame.

INDIVIDUAL DONATION INCENTIVE: For every $65 you personally donate to the fundraiser during the month of May, Rae rendiggitydog will draw you a shaded flats commission of a Hermit of your choice.

WHO’S RUNNING THIS? Hi! My name is Luna! You can use she/her, he/him, ze/hir, or ro/ros/roseself pronouns for me. My main blog is @as-if-unreal. Yep, before you ask, it really is just me, but to be fair I've had a lot of help.

BONUS SUNDAY PROMPTS EXPLAINED UNDER THE CUT

TFC - May 5th While he may no longer be with us physically, TFC left behind him a legacy of quiet care and good humor, and Hermitcraft would not have been the same without him.

FRIENDS OF HERMITCRAFT - May 12th There are plenty of shows, podcasts, competitions, other servers, and more woven into the internet ecosystem around Hermitcraft, and plenty more people involved in them: just as a small number of examples, Season 9's Rift opened up to a whole server of Emperor friends, and there are always allies to be made in MCC and enemies to be made in the Life Series. Today is for celebrating all of those who, while they may not be Hermits themselves, exist and entertain in proximity to them.

FAVORITE "ALT" HERMIT - May 19th HoTGuY and Poultry-Man. Helsknight and Evil Xisuma. Renbob and - look, you get the idea. This server is full of theater kids ready to toss on an alternate skin and play into a brand new character at the drop of a hat. Who's your favorite?

GROUPS AND COLLABS - May 26th This month is all about one Hermit a day... but what we really love is when they interact with each other. What does your favorite duo or group of Hermits get up to together?