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[damianito]

The boys will be so happy when i get her new outfit.

[dufrau]

Okay okay, hear me out. You know in btvs season six when spuffy fuck the house down? That, but ronance without all the beating each other up stuff. Or maybe it’s really just the banging against the wall that’s been taking root in my brain. Either way.

Okay okay I hear you I see you I love you I appreciate you. So like I don't think I want to write this EXACTLY, and not right this second, but I think I can work this general vibe into this monsterfucking idea I'm hoping to get done for femslash week next month? Mainly I'm like, well I know I'm already going to be writing one vaguely violent smut situation so I would rather pack everything into that than write TWO of them very close together and get some kinda reputation 😂

[wild-moss-art]

Moss is giving a giant box of coloured chalk and knows no one will come to the classroom for at least an hour. What do they do?

A cute lil professor to motivate everyone :3

[darkwingsnark]

Are you ever going to write more for your dr bowser au :0?

I'd like to do something with it eventually, though with how my Bowuigi slow burn is literally taking multiple fics just to get them to get together, something tells me that might be some time before I feel able to switch gears. The idea is open for others to try, just that I know that my own vision for it is very specific because it's born from a lot of my own knowledge on recovery and orthopedic doctors as a whole. [Multiple back surgeries make you very acquainted with ortho doctors, as does getting MRSA because of surgery makes me know of the infectious disease department intimately as well. Aha.] Rambling. The point was I would like to do more, but I also don't want to stop in the middle of the Melodies in Motion series.

[forthehpfanboys]

Hey bestiepop

hope work’s not slamming your ass too hard

and hope ur ok (olivia rodrigo reference 😤)

and don’t be so hard on yourself (if ever) (stan jess glyne)

You sent this the same time I have to be at work at 10:45 am (I know that's not super early but for me???? I'd rather cut off my non existing dick) and I'm working at the shop ALL BY MYSELF TODAY-

But I'm blasting music this morning and I'm gonna just hold my dog until I absolutely have to leave my bed. I'm gonna do my bestest to write maybe we'll seeeee.

Also bestiepop made me giggle not even gonna lie oh my god.

[cable-knit-sweater]

Just thinking Stucky + music thoughts…

Just some rambling thoughts under the cut

Like, pre war Stucky in their crappy little Brooklyn apartment, with not too many belongings that are worth much (in monetary value that is), until one day Bucky brings home a record player that he fixed up himself. He tells Steve it’s because he just loves music so damn much, that he wanted to be able to listen to his favorite records whenever he could, was going to save every little penny to get the records he wanted. And part of it is that, it’s not an outright lie. But a bit part of the reason is also that he’s always wanted to dance with Steve. And they can’t do that in public, not in the way he really really wants.

So he saves up, until he gets a record that’s perfect for slow dancing, and he grabs Steve’s hand, telling him that this song is just not made for dancing to by yourself, that he needs a partner. And Steve splutters and blushes and tells him he can’t dance, that he’s not gonna be a very good partner. Bucky gives him a soft smile and tells him that they’ll go slow, that he’ll teach him how to dance, that it’ll be a good skill to have and Steve no longer would have to stand on the side lines whenever they go out, but join in and find a girl to impress. Steve caves, and not because of any of the reasons Bucky brought up, but just because he wanted to do it all along but now Bucky doesn’t think he’s too eager.

And they dance together slowly, all of Steve’s senses so attuned to where Bucky’s one hand is resting on his hip, the feeling of his other hand being intertwined with Steve’s. But then he looks into Bucky’s eyes, and he’s not sure what he sees there, but it surprises and scares both of them a little, and they jump apart. Still, they try again a couple of days later, and they get so comfortable dancing together, to fast music and slow music, dancing close together and both of them almost trembling with the tension they now both recognize for what it is, or just letting loose and dancing like crazy without a care in the world, forgetting all their problems for a little while.

And as much as Steve loves the dancing, some of his favorite moments are coming home to Bucky sitting on the fire escape, his smooth, deep, beautiful voice singing along, echoing through their little home. And one day, one day they just give in, and Bucky’s hands travel from Steve’s hips to his face, cupping it in between his palms and pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

During the war, everything changes. There’s so little music in their lives then. Bucky’s changed due to whatever had been done to him in Zola’s lab. But still, some nights, after a rough day, when the two of them are together in Steve’s tent, all wrapped up around each other, sharing body heat, Bucky will softly sing him to sleep.

When Steve wakes up from the ice, and slowly gets introduced to what he’s missed, including all kinds of music from the past couple of decades, he feels kind of indifferent. Sure, he likes some of it. Sam has some suggestions for music that he thinks he could enjoy. But it just doesn’t sound the same to him. And he can’t really listen to music from before the war. It reminds him too much of his mom, of Bucky. He sometimes does put an old record on, when he feels like finding something to connect with Bucky again. But it ends up in shattered records and record sleeves drenched in tears.

But then Bucky comes back to him. Bucky, who’s trying to regain his memories, but with so many of them painful and traumatic, Steve tries to help him remember some of the good. He gets their old record player from the Smithsonian, and spends hours on eBay and in small record stores finding some of Bucky’s favorites. When he plays the one he and Bucky danced to that first time, Bucky comes out of the corner he’d been hiding in, a frown on his face, clearly trying to place it. Steve grabs his hand, and carefully places one hand on Bucky’s hip, and slowly starts to sway.

After a while, recognition seems to dawn on Bucky’s face. He stumbles a little over his words, but he asks in a whisper “have we danced to this before?”, and Steve tells him about it as best as he can. Bucky listens raptly, a few tears running down his face, and when the story ends, he tells Steve he remembers, that he always just wanted to dance with him, that he never thought Steve would go for it & how it had lit him up inside when he’d said yes.

And one day, Steve comes home from a run with Sam, and finds Bucky sitting on the floor, records spread out in front of him, confidently singing along to one of their favorite songs, his voice just as smooth as it was all those years ago, and for a couple of minutes, Steve just stays where he is, overwhelmed with emotions and love and gratitude & with the biggest smile on his face, just taking it all in, in complete disbelief that he gets to have this again.

[esper-game]

sooo i played the demo and it's really good. i love the ros and i cannot decide who i want to romance. i don't understand that nobody talks about V, they seems very lovely

Ahhh, thank you darling anon.

I'm so happy to hear you enjoyed the demo! I hope you enjoy the rewrite just as much if not more.

And yes! While I do love all the RO's equally, I think I'll always have a soft spot for V, as they were the first character to be created. So it's fantastic to hear they are also loved <3

Thank you :)

[tinybitofhope]

I did the math There’s no solution We’ll never last

-Promise, by Laufey

[mockingspider]

hey yall i just wanna say that i wont be posting a fic for ghostflower week today since something happened which i wont get into and im really not in the mood to write something right now. i hope i can get something posted tomorrow but i just wanted to let yall know that there wont be a fic today.

i might post something for that prompt later bc i had a really good idea that i really liked but i just dont feel like writing anything today bc of what happened.

[allo-frouto]

The best way is when in missionary you try to place on my chest your feet to push me slightly away but just makes me thrust deeper 💦💦

Why push you away in the first place?

[idk-2bhnst]

[kindaeccentric]

I just want to thank whoever talked to G between the 'bologna guts' self-depreciating offhand comment and before they were deciding what to wear for Nashville, I don't accuse Gerard of complete lack of confidence these days, but it definitely takes extra courage to go out in tighter clothes (even if they cinch your waist a bit) like this dress for someone with a history of EDs. G looked happy and radiant, they deserve to feel good in their body.

[frogbogs]

shaving peach fuzz off my face to microdose gender euphoria x

[nameification]

good news: competition tomorrow

bad news: we are going against fucking China

[beykhabarr]

I'm so weird istf

[whitecatindisguise]

💝💘💯😘💋💝💘💯😘💋 Send this to 10 or more people you value and love so much here 💝💘💯😘💋💝💘💯😘💋

I was saving this ask for another time and it's a good time I did, because I so need this today. Today's have been rough and I really could use some love and appreciation right now.

I won't be continuing the chain though. People who I value and love know that and I'm not in the right headspace to wander around my mutuals list to send ask to every single one of them.

Gah, sorry. Bad time and all that. I'm gonna stop talking now. Thank you for sending this, Wiz *hugs* love you back.