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[missmaywemeetagain]

How Sweet the Sound (a one-shot)

A/N: I'm almost a week late with the prompt "Are you always this shy?" but better late than never, I guess? Maybe not, cuz I absolutely punched myself in the face with this one. Don't ask me why. I think it's because I wanted to go in a totally different direction with it and then overcorrected. Sorry in advance. Truly.

Thanks always to my sister wives in chaos and crime: @be-my-ally @whositmcwhatsit @vintageshanny @ellie-24 @thatbanditqueen @powerofelvis and @from-memphis-with-love

TW: I don't want to give too much away (skip to the end before the Taglist for more specific TWs if you need to), but it's very sad/dark. And maybe not great writing since I did it in a flash and barely edited or revised? It's also my first foray into mid-late 70's E. And it's very short by my standards. It's an experiment on many levels! Beware lol.

Calloused fingertips dance over my bare belly. It feels wet, sticky. I can hardly breathe. It’s hard to piece together why, exactly. There’s too much…it’s too much…he’s too much. 

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” The gentleness of his Southern drawl scares me. People only talk in that tone when things have gone from bad to worse. Worser to badder. Something like that.  

What was the question?

“Are you always this shy?” he jokes when the words won’t come, trying to lighten the mood and I think I manage a chuckle. A sputter at least. 

“That’s a girl,” he praises me, as though I’ve done something miraculous and terror shoots through me, sharp as a knife. “Now what’s your name, baby?”

What’s my name? Oh. My name…my name is…

“K-K-Kit,” I chatter out. 

“Well, hello there, Kitty Cat,” he coos, brushing the hair out of my eyes. “I’m Elvis.”

In any other circumstance, I would loathe the nickname, but coming from him, it doesn’t seem to matter. His eyes are soft behind his tinted glasses and I feel like I could drown in them if I’m not careful. 

Careful….

My vision blurs and I realize that I’m crying. 

Why am I crying?

“Are y-you a-a-an angel?” I whisper. 

“Oh, honey.” His voice cracks when he says it. He caresses my cheek. It feels like hello and goodbye and I love you all in one gentle touch. 

He takes off his sunglasses. 

Why is he wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night?

Goodness, his eyes are so blue. I blink away tears for the sole purpose of being able to look deeper. Eyes are the window to the soul, they say. 

He’s a stranger, but I feel like I’ve known him my whole life. 

Who…? Elvis. He said his name was Elvis. 

Those blues shine in the light of the street lamp. 

He starts to sing, quiet, just for me. “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound…”

It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. 

Beautiful…he’s so beautiful. 

I start to shiver. 

A single tear rolls slowly down his cheek, glistening in the lamp light, catching on his upper lip as he sings. 

It’s not as scary now, not with the ethereal man and angelic voice watching over me. Not with his palm cupping my face so…so…intimately.

I want to keep looking at him forever and ever, but darkness begins to dim my sight. Heavy…my eyes are heavy. 

Maybe in a different life, one not as cruel as this, I’d have more time. I could look at him every day and touch his lovely face and listen to him sing to me.

“D-Don’t b-be sad,” I whisper. It’s so hard to get out, like cotton has filled my mouth. I want more than anything to wipe his tears away. 

I want…to stay.

“It’s okay, Kitty, it’s o-okay,” he stutters. 

It’s not.

But I’m not afraid anymore.

I keep my eyes on his. He doesn’t leave me alone or look away.

Everything…slows. 

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me…

The darkness comes.

*

Elvis trembles. Glass crunches under his heavy black boots when Billy and Red pull him up and back and out of the way of the emergency personnel rushing in around them. 

He’s uncharacteristically quiet as they put him in the car and drive him home. The only thing he manages to get out is how he wants to take care of all the expenses. 

Her poor family…

What a goddamned waste. It’s fucking unfair, he thinks. So young. Why would God take her like that?  

Kitty’s face, that innocent, pleading way she looked at him right before…it is stuck in his head. Even after scrubbing her blood off his hands until he is raw, he still feels her presence. Still hears her voice. It echoes in his head.

“Are you an angel?”

It hurts him deeply. It shouldn’t. He didn’t know her at all. He wasn't the one who hurt her. But being with her in those last moments, watching the life drain from her pretty eyes, cuts him to his core. It hits every soft spot he has.

A dark cloud descends upon him, one contemplating the meaning of all things, of mortality. He sobs for hours, rants and raves to no one, to God, sequestering himself upstairs, in the dark, for days. 

Is it days? He’s lost track.

There are no pills that first day because he thinks he has to be clear to understand, but maybe it’s more about punishing himself than anything else. It’s agony on every level.

He takes more pills than he needs to after that. 

Eventually, he sits, utterly numb, staring at the television but not really watching.

“Don’t be sad, Elvis.”

Kitty’s voice rings close by in his ears, firm and clear as a bell, startling him from his daze.

“Get up. Don’t be sad. It’s okay,” she urges.

And suddenly the dark cloud lifts.

“You’ll see me again, soon,” she adds, quieter this time.

He knows. 

He knows.

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TW: dying, death, blood, grief, allusions to depression and drug abuse

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[tragedyontoast]

i wish we could’ve seen sharon and dennis in tenerife when they went together in february 2004. did they hold hands. did they snog. did they have fun. i need to know

[seishun-emergency]

Words: 3867 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amagi Rinne/Shiina Niki Characters: Amagi Rinne, Shiina Niki, HiMERU | OreMERU (Ensemble Stars!), Oukawa Kohaku Additional Tags: kanata also shows up briefly, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Pet Names, Developing Relationship, Idiots in Love Summary:

“I’ll be home by seven,” Rinne says.

Niki sighs. He knows what Rinne is asking him. “I have work until eight,” he tells Rinne, “so if you want dinner from me tonight you’ll have to wait, okay! No dragging me out of work early!”

Rinne grins. “Your cooking’s always worth waitin’ for, honey! Okay, byeeee~!”

And with his signature, hyena-like cackle, Rinne slams the door to the practice room shut behind him.

“Niki-han,” Kohaku says. Niki cranes his neck to meet Kohaku’s eyes, but as soon as he does Kohaku gets this strange look on his face and looks away.

“Hm? What’s up?”

There’s an awkward pause when Kohaku doesn’t answer, still looking away from Niki. And then HiMERU breaks the silence, saying, “Shiina… does Amagi regularly call you by terms of endearment?”

Niki laughs. “Terms of endearment? What are you—” His eyes widen, and he shoots up from where he was laying on the floor, a couple stray granola bars falling off of his chest at the movement. “Oh. Oh, Rinne-kun called me honey.”

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or, five times rinne calls niki by a pet name, and one time niki does it back

[beeapocalypse]

from just chilling to ACTION MODE

[vintageshanny]

Dear Shanny,

I need something sweet and smutty and fun to read about Elvis, please help. Your writing is the best ❤️

xoxo

Wow, this is so incredibly sweet and absolutely made my day when I saw it! I don’t know if this is what you had in mind, but I did finally just update my Officer Presley and the Librarian series after a long hiatus, and it could most certainly be described as sweet and smutty. I think I struggled a little getting back into the tone for that particular series, so I hope it doesn’t disappoint! If you have any other more particular requests, I will do my best! ❤️❤️❤️

[sleepymccoy]

Some choice quotes from my mum as she navigates printing her entire itenerary and tickets for a seven week trip

Oh no, Shanny, this is so annoying that I'm going to kill someone and you're the only one here so it's you! I'm sorry!

I have elected to not do their survey because the system is terrible and I dont want them to block me. I will write to them in two months

We're still smiling! We're still smiling! No body died and we're still smiling!

I could cry with relief that this job is nearly done

Ooh ha ha okay this is challenging me

[your-eyes-can-be-so-cruell]

Seeing Nigel on Strictly just gives me so much nostalgia for old EE. Sorry, but there are just some eras that can never be topped. Shannis and the forbidden love, Den’s death and Chrissie’s immortal line ‘I may not be the first woman in your life Den, but I’m definitely gonna be the last’ like who is writing iconic lines like that these days? I was truly living through an age.

[shanneyney]

Welcome to my humble abode!

Basic Info:

The name's Shanni, 17 yrs old.

She/Her and They/Them

I enjoy the holy trinity of hobbies: writing, drawing, and reading.

Loves reading about headcanons and character analysis

Will repost lots of different things but would mainly focus on my main fandoms which are Marauders, HP, Batman, MHA and Gravity Falls.

But mostly Marauders

Mostly posts headcanons!

Warnings:

I will post and reblog about N$FW stuff.

I do not usually tag triggering stuff unless absolutely necessary

I might talk about my personal woes which might or might not include potentially triggering stuff like sh and bad body image issues

I do NOT tolerate racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, any kind of hate crimes or potentially harmful to other people. I will block and report you

Fun Facts:

My username used to be flavorofbi

I enjoy the fauvism and impressionism art movements

I have a stutter that i hate

My fav book is The Bell Jar

The character I relate the most are Sirius Black (ATYD) and Katsuki Bakugo (cringe! But we’re in tumblr dot com so who cares)

Born to be a children's book illustrator, forced to be a girl in STEM

(i actually really enjoy being a stem student)

I despise people who's whole personality is being a gossip

ENTP, Choleric Temperament, Logical and Mathematical Intelligece

I am only talkative to people I first meet, after a few weeks I do not interact with you anymore

That's all and enjoy my silly little blog!

[kornknock]

I am rewatching Shannis's love story properly this time on uktv play as I was like 9 or 10 when their story aired and just wondered the one thing that didn't make sense for me is Dennis's hesitation to be with Sharon when he comes back in Nov of 2004. She was primarily the reason he left. After he finds out she does in fact love him after all the misunderstandings, he would see her first but no - he gets right back with Zoe instead! He does say to Zoe, "I hurt people, I break things" - he broke James's laptop as he was consumed by jealousy over Sharon's new guy. Is the reason he gets back with Zoe because he doesn't want to be seen as a volatile man or is it straight up denial. I am racking my brain trying to figure out what it is as let's face it Sharon did ruin what he could ever have with any other woman. He was besotted with her.

I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to reply!! I took a bit of a classic EE break cos I know Dennis story is coming to the end 🥲🥲

anyway I’m confused by that too! but tbh there’s So many moments in their story where it’s just like ??? why aren’t u just being TOGETHER! imo the writers dragged it out too much and threw too many obstacles their way that weren’t necessary or entertaining even. the writing was confusing at times

BUT I think where ur coming from both theories make sense- it is denial but also he definitely doesn’t want to be so volatile and I bet the time he accidentally hit sharon always comes to his mind- it’s somewhat about protecting her. plus the murder of Jack haunting him (cos sharon is one of few ppl that know) AND den playing on his mind cos let’s face it even after how horrible he was he still wanted his father to accept him. unfortunately being able to openly love sharon comes with all that baggage. ((god dennis had to go thru so much 😭 I wish I could have killed den myself)

so yeah it doesn’t make a lot of sense to me either but I think it was to do with the actors always going on breaks and trying to drag the story out yet still trying to make it flow… soaps 🤦 either way im kinda glad he went back to Zoe cos then we get the affair storyline 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ I just wish their break after the Xmas reveal wasn’t so long cos then we got hardly any time of them as a proper couple before Dennis dies ugh

[shanniees]

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[jewinme]

Once you know the narcissist, it is game over. The narcissist is the individual self. I was trying to kill me. My toxic mind was nothing but negativity telling me I'd never be good enough. It was the program that was running in my subconscious. Once you know the narcissist, you know the enemy because we are the opposite.

You can know love and you can learn to love yourself. The narcissist does not want you to know the other side. The narcissist is the resistance that is here to challenge us to have faith in our own. The narcissist is our wheel that pushes us to believe in good. We all are in a fight with ourselves. The narcissist in me kept me in a prison. I was in a prison and did not believe there was any way out. My mind convinced me that I was hopeless. I could not express myself. My mind did not allow me to know that I could. I was afraid of it. I could not communicate what I was feeling. I was afraid to. At first, I created a drawing. Then, I created a poem. Then, I began to write words. I am becoming confident. I am learning how to speak. Having confidence is my challenge. Believing in myself is my challenge. People who believe in God are my fire; my tribe. We go against the grain of the narcissist because the narcissist believes he is God. The narcissist wants us to believe in it. The narcissist does not want you to believe in yourself.

The narcissist is afraid of the self. The narcissist is insecure because he is afraid of being exposed to his insecurities. The narcissist is the container we are in.

My container calls itself Shannie.

It hated Shannie and wanted to kill her, but instead, I learned to love her.

We are either narcissistic or we are co-dependent. If we are co-dependent, we are enabling the narcissist by not standing up to him. We must make that stand within ourselves to be able to start creating a healthy, whole people.

The war is on ... ✨

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[shannie-writes]

Blog Name Change

Hello everyone!

If you’ve been following me on other socials, you’ve probably seen that I’ve been slowly going around and changing my handle to ShanniePie (or renditions of it) over the last couple weeks.

What put me over the fence to change it? 

This has not been an easy change for me, to be honest. ChiefofPigs has been my handle everywhere for the last 10+ years, the majority of my internet social life. As hard as it was to accept, my innocently chosen username when I was a teenager has been becoming less and less PC with each year that has gone by and I am wanting to be respectful to how my name may be construed with different backgrounds and lifestyles.

There are some accounts that I am unable to update my handle and I have spent too much time on to start fresh (e.g. Spotify, reddit, etc.) so you may see me around with the old name in a few places.

What am I wanting to be called now?

I’ve been going by Chief for so many years now, it honestly would be strange to hear myself called as anything else. As this nickname isn’t inherently wrong, please feel free to still call me Chief. I’m just adding Shan/Shannon going forward!

What are some other changes I’m making with this name change?

I’m wanting to live as stress free as possible going forward this year, as well as thinking about things positively. With this, I have deleted all of the writing requests in my inbox and won’t be accepting fic requests outside of special events where I feel I am ready for the task. I wasn’t getting to any of the open requests, and the constant guilt of not making myself work on them sat heavily on my shoulders. It means a lot to me that so many people entrusted me with their requests, but I’m not in a emotional state where I can do them for some time.

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As is typical with a blog name change on Tumblr, all of my masterposts and internal blog links are currently broken. Please be patient with me while I make my way through them in the coming week. I’m also going to be going through all my fics and adding my new post header to each one for future ease. A lot of TLC is needed on my blog for a hot minute, but hopefully it will be better than ever when I get to the other side!

Thank you all for the love and support over my time in the Ikemen series fandom, as well as my old friends from the NMS fandom. I wouldn’t have made it as far as I have if I didn’t have friends to help me feel my time and effort was worth it. Every message and tag in reblogs I receive makes me incredibly happy and it helps push me forward every day.

Happy New Year!

Shannon ♥ ♡ ♥

[pumpkinpaix]

15 and 18 for fic asks?

15. A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be?

absolutely none of them hollywood can have my fics over my cold dead body >:c i have too many strong opinions about how things should be filmed sldkfjsldkjf that’s what happens when you take like two film production classes suddenly you think you’re hot shit and develop a deep hatred for the industry

but, okay, tbh, in a perfect world, if we could get a postcanon of HIStory3: Trapped following the plot of Black Hands, Clean Slate. I would be down for that. I think pfmmpd (the only other fic with enough plot to be contender) doesn’t really translate well to a visual medium. so much of the conflict is internal that I’m not sure it would have the same impact in film.

now i just have to actually finish bhcs lmfaooooo rip

18. What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

i did this one already, but we’ll do another one!! from lovers by starlight:

There is only Wei Wuxian kissing the dead body of a boy who is, against all better judgment, still in love with him. And, because Wen Ning is still in love, he tries. Like this? he wonders, tightening his grip on Wei Wuxian’s waist and slotting their hips together carefully. Like this? he wonders, tilting his head to change the angle. Like this?

I’m really fascinated by the mechanics of existence in a dead body. what do you feel now, what’s it like to remember sensations that you no longer experience firsthand and can’t summon, especially when it was something you used to want so much? I think I did really well with the rhythm of this paragraph. and I was really pleased with the phrase “the dead body of a boy who” because of the way it creates this separation between wen ning dead and wen ning alive as a person. the dead body is not him, but it is him. how does he think of himself?

writing asks

[catt-nuevenor]

Any reason why there must be sexism if other kids of bigotry are completely erased?

Fair question.

I suppose the simple answer is that Huite as a character would not be who he is without it. If I had decided not to include sexism in the story, and if the other omissions stood as they do presently, it would be increasingly difficult to paint the picture I wanted to from that first interaction with Huite.

More detailed explanation below the cut.

Bigotry being what bigotry is, the 'obstinate or unreasonable attachment to a belief, opinion, or faction; in particular, prejudice against a person or people on the basis of their membership of a particular group' to quote Oxford Languages on the matter, I believe there is a fine line to tread between what to include and what not to.

The forms of bigotry I have stated that I am not including in the story (Racism, Homophobia, and Gender Identity based) are all forms that can and unfortunately do lead to physical violence, either enacted by the bigot or by the victim in the form of self harm. This is one of the reasons I decided not to include them in the story. I want the world to be somewhere people can find themselves a little nook of acceptance, regardless of who they are.

Another reason I have decided not to include them is because as a white, cis woman, I am incredibly fortunate to have limited experience with them. Being gay and having grown up in a pretty conservative county, I have experienced a fair amount of homophobia, but never directed at me personally, more 'ambient homophobia'.

Huite's sexism, and let's be clear here, he very much owns his opinions and does so proudly, even as an outlier, is in some ways meant to be a character we've all had some form of interaction with, though I hope for everyone's sakes your own Huites are less Squit Hallering Shanny Lummox's than the one in the story. It's the older relative we try and avoid striking up a conversation with at family meals, the colleague we know to never discuss the news with, the neighbour we hope to avoid if during a chat a woman in masculine clothes walks past. In a sense, it's a domestic, seemingly banal bigotry that could be applied to any form of discrimination.

I wanted to include Huite because I wanted to write a character that people had an immediate visceral reaction too. Then I want to show his connections to far more likeable characters, his role and, despite everything, acceptance within a community. And finally, I want to show various outcomes stemming from how you choose to interact with someone like him.

Sexism is a form of bigotry well suited to this purpose, it is the one with which I am the most familiar, and while its existence is by no means acceptable, its footprint has less blood in modern times than those of its contemporaries.

I hope this in some way answers your question.

[msygthefuckingcontentcreator]

🍵K dude, this is SUPER awkward to post, but anyone wanna chat? I'm a socially anxious hermit, some positive human interaction would be nice *Awkwardly sips matcha*🍵

>I like video games, drawing, literature, writing, photography, and I'm a youtuber.

>I'm a Gemini.

>I'm a member of the LGBTQ+ Community, Lesbian to be exact.

>My favorite youtubers are Gloom, DanTDM, Sssniperwolf, LaurenzSide, Azzyland, ASMR Shanny, and Gibi ASMR.

>I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

>My favorite television shows are Once Upon A Time, Stranger Things, Reign, Grace & Frankie, Black Butler, Supernatural, Lucifer, and The Witcher.

>My favorite video games are Little Nightmares, Minecraft, Stardew Valley, What Remains Of Edith Finch, Totally Accurate Battle Simulator, Doki Doki Literature Club Plus, Five Nights At Freddy's, Roblox, Skyrim, Slime Rancher, and Simulacra.

>I have a rock collection, i know nobody gives a shit but I'm quite proud of it..so i figured I'd just casually mention it.

>I'm a lonely girlfriendless human being.

>I'm short, barely 5 foot and proud.

>Bad grammar and spelling is a pet peeve of mine, so expect to have your grammatical and spelling errors corrected mid-conversation.

>I'm a spiritual person, and a conspiracy theorist. I believe in ghosts, meditation, manifestation, and reincarnation. Religiously, i identify as a Neo-Pagan.

>I cuss, a lot. At other people, at life, at annoying video games, and for fun. I swear like a fucking sailor.

[beni-draw-ikemen-please]

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