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atlabeth · 2 years

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turn back the clock - rafe cameron

summary: your boyfriend breaks up with you days before your best friend's wedding. you're dreading having to face it alone, but when some behind-the-scenes tampering by the bride brings you back into contact with your high school crush, more comes to light than you could've ever imagined.

a/n: thank you to ri for helping me decide which current wip to finish and this post i saw on ig for inspiring it in the first place. i love second chance romance so much and the obx3 trailer made me wanna start writing for rafe again so here we are lmao.

this has been in google drive hell since august and i finished the rest of it all in one go at midnight when i was supposed to be doing homework. so i hope you enjoy

wc: 4.2k

warning(s): small bit of angst at the beginning but basically all fluff, like toothrotting. also reader was a college track athlete but nothing else about her is described

(no i will not stop using this gif of him in the blue suit<333)

You didn’t really wanna have to make this call. Instead, you just wanted to stew in your own misery, watch some sappy rom-coms that make you feel even worse about what happened, and maybe go out and buy a couple pints of ice cream.

But the day wasn’t supposed to be about you. And you owed it to Elizabeth to at least explain why you might be in a vaguely shitty mood at her wedding.

Honestly, though—you should have expected this.

“He what?”

“Liz—” you started, but you knew once she got going there was no bringing her down until she was done.

“He broke up with you?”

“Yes,” you said, and you clenched your free hand in a fist to keep from choking up. He didn’t deserve any of your time, you knew that, but that didn’t mean you weren’t hurting. It didn’t mean tears didn’t well up every time you thought about him. “He just sprung it on me out of nowhere last night. I thought we were doing pretty well, but,” you let out a watery laugh, “I guess not.”

“I can’t believe him,” she seethed. “I told you not to trust guys with J names, and Jason is like, the biggest offender! I told you the moment we met him at that frat party he was bad news—”

“You don’t need to go on a rant!” you interrupted with a laugh. “I already know how much of a jerk he is— well, I might’ve just had my eyes opened to it, but I know. I just wanted to tell you that I’m… going through some stuff, I guess, in case I seem off during all the planning. But that’s all—you have to promise me that none of the focus is gonna be on me, because this is your day.”

“...Okay,” she said after some hesitation, “but you can still rant to me whenever you want. Just because you’re one of my bridesmaids doesn’t mean all you have to talk about is the wedding.”

“How can I not talk about the wedding all the time?” you exclaimed. “Lizzie, I’ve been involved in so much of the process with you that it’s basically all I can think about. This is the most excited I’ve been for anything ever.”

“Didn’t your brother get married last year?” she said.

“You know what I mean,” you chuckled. “I just can’t believe you’re getting married, and to Nate, too. It feels like it was just yesterday that you were telling me about the cute boy in your trig class, and six years later and you’re marrying him in a week.”

You could hear the smile in your words. “It really does feel like yesterday, huh? I remember going on and on about how much I liked him after that group project we got stuck together for—y’know, your encouragement was the only reason I ended up asking him out.”

“Then I’m glad I kept bothering you,” you said with a smile of your own. “You guys are so great together.”

“I just wish you would’ve taken my—” Liz suddenly stopped talking on the other end, and you frowned a bit.

“What?”

“...Nothing,” she said very suspiciously after a pause. “I, uh— I just remembered there’s something I need to do. Wedding related. I’ll talk to you later?”

“Yeah—” you said, but she had already hung up. You chuckled and shook your head as you set your phone down.

You didn’t really know what that was about, but you were looking forward to the wedding—it didn’t matter that you were suddenly single.

You and Liz had been best friends since you were put next to each other in the seating chart in sixth grade science—and even though she went to NC A&T and you were all the way at San Diego State, you talked basically every day for all four years of college. Sometimes you even made the flights to see each other, and it was worth every single dollar.

It made you feel a lot better, knowing she had your back (and knowing that she had likely already blacklisted Jason from the guestlist made you feel pretty good too).

What you didn’t know, though, was that what she was doing at that moment would make the wedding night a whole lot more interesting for you.

And it all had to do with one Rafe Cameron from high school.

The air was thick with a thousand different perfumes and the stiffness of hairspray along with a whole lot of anxiety as a result of the eight bridesmaids who inhabited the room trying to make sure they looked their best before the procession started in T-10 minutes.

You were, of course, stressed as well. It was like everything that was fine for the months leading up to the wedding had suddenly decided to go wrong just to spite you. You’d forgotten to take a tag off of your dress and it was digging into a very particular spot of your back, your hair was not cooperating—Ariel and India and Natasha might have said that you looked beautiful, but it was just not working with you—and you were about to run out of your favorite mascara. All small things, but they were beginning to add up.

And to add to your stress, your phone started to go off. When you opened it, you saw it was a text from Lizzie.

girl I am so sorry to ask you this I know we’re so close to the start

but Ayana just told me that she left my bouquet on the table in the sideroom of room 139, she forgot to take them out of the vase!

sisters aren’t even on top of things when they’re your maid of honor apparently 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃

you’re the closest to the room and the only other person I can trust rn because Im going slightly wedding crazy, can you please get it??? I will love you more than my future husband and you will have my eternal gratitude

using my track past against me i see

you are pushing it babe

I know

help me obi-wan kenobi you’re my only hope

lol

dw I got this 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

You are my savior and all your drinks are on me next time we go out

You sighed and shook your head, slipping your heels off in favor of the flats you came here in. The last thing you needed was to break an ankle before the procession.

“I’ll be back!” you announced to the rest of the bridesmaids—though you weren’t sure any of them heard you in the havoc—before you ran out of the room. You were thankful this dress had a slit.

It took a minute for you to get there, makeup and hair still intact, but when you did you didn’t see a vase. You huffed a sigh and got to work going through everything. The actual last thing you needed was for Liz to not have her bouquet as she walked down the aisle.

“Oh— I’m so sorry, I didn’t even know there was another person in here.”

You turned around from your crouched spot on the floor at the voice, and you nearly toppled over when you saw who it was.

“Rafe?” you marveled. Though it was posed as a question, there was no doubt about it. You’d only thought about him basically every day for all of high school.

He said your name with the same surprise, his eyes widening slightly at the same time as he stared at you for a moment too long. You swore his eyes went up and down, a slight pink tinge on his cheeks, when he blinked and shook his head. A wide smile spread across his lips in its place, and it did the same sort of thing to you that it did in high school. You weren’t immune to a Rafe Cameron grin as a freshman, and apparently you weren’t as a college graduate either. “What are you doing here?”

“Trying to find Lizzie’s bouquet ten minutes before the wedding,” you said with a slight laugh. “What are you doing here?”

“Uh, Topper left his pocket square in here, apparently,” he said. “We drove here together, and he’s the best man so he’s scrambling all over the place, and—” Rafe paused and he breathed a laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners in the same way they did in high school. “You get the idea.”

“Oh, yeah,” you nodded, and a smile pulled at the corners of your lips. “I had no idea you were gonna be at the wedding. I—” you chuckled and shook your head. “I guess I forgot that you and Nate went to UNC together.”

“Yeah.” Rafe laughed again, though it was a bit nervous as he ran a hand through his hair, stuffing his other hand in his pocket. “It’s uh— it’s been forever since I’ve seen you, though. What, the last time we actually had a conversation was—”

“That one party at UNC,” you supplied, and you stood up, leaning against the countertop. “The one that Liz dragged me to when I came to visit her for spring break sophomore year. We saw each other there.”

“...Yeah,” Rafe repeated, and his smile softened. “Yeah, it was then. I didn’t know you remembered that.”

“‘Course I did,” you said. “I mean, the last time before that was the huge party you, Kelce, and Topper all threw in the last week of summer. Before we all went our separate ways.”

“Oh, that was…” he laughed as he bowed his head a bit. “That was something. Uh, it should be a rule pre-college boys should not be allowed to be around that much alcohol without supervision. I’m surprised no one died that night.”

You grinned as the memory of it all came back. It was hard to believe that it was one of the last times you saw Rafe. That it was the last time you saw Rafe for two whole years, and the next time you got even the slightest glimpse of him was a minute long conversation with your very drunk self before you were dragged out by your one sober friend.

Seeing Rafe was the only thing you remembered from that night.

“I can’t believe it’s been so long,” you said, your voice a bit softer. “College really did something to us, huh?”

“Yeah,” he said, and his smile faded the slightest bit. “Being on separate coasts’ll do that to you.”

Your expression softened, and you were about to say something when your phone buzzed in your hand. Panic jolted through you for just a moment before you read what the texts said.

just kidding lol. It turns out that Alicia got the flowers when she was picking up the drinks from there for the reception

crisis averted!!

I’ll still cover your drinks though since I prob gave you a mini heart attack and Im very sorry about that

“Huh,” you said, and you glanced back up at Rafe. “Looks like I was sent on a mission for flowers that weren’t even here.”

“Elizabeth’s probably all over the place,” he said. “I mean, I’ve been kinda stressed out and I’m not even part of the wedding party. Bridal nerves have gotta be a lot worse.” But then Rafe paused and took his phone out of his pocket, and his brow creased.

“What’s got you lookin’ like that?” you asked.

“Huh,” he said. “Topper actually just had his pocket square in his… other pocket. So I guess I was here for nothing then, too.”

A laugh bubbled out at that. “We’ve got some very organized friends today, huh?”

“Seems so,” he agreed with a smile. “But I’m glad he misplaced it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” Rafe nodded, and he shrugged. “I got to see you.”

You felt the heat rush to your cheeks at an astronomical rate, and you had never been more thankful for your phone to buzz.

But seriously you gotta finish getting ready we have like five minutes left before the organ starts playing

liz if this was not your day i would be so mad at you

please. you can never be mad at me

“I gotta go before I single handedly ruin this whole procession,” you joked, and you went past the entrance and Rafe. But just as you got a few steps away, you turned around and smiled. “I’m also glad that Liz sent me here.”

Rafe chuckled, smiling inwardly as you hurried away. You didn’t know it, but his eyes didn’t leave you for a second.

The wedding ceremony went fabulously.

You got back in time and finished getting ready—for some reason, you felt a lot more confident in your appearance—and walked down the aisle arm in arm with a very lovely groomsman before taking your place at the front of the bridesmaid line.

You cried. A lot.

When you saw Liz walking down the aisle, when you looked up at Nate and saw the way he gazed at her with all the stars in his eyes, when her father gave her away, when they said their vows, when they kissed, when they walked off—you were a mess basically the entire time. Thank god for waterproof mascara.

And then when you sat with the bridesmaids for the Liz and Nate's first dance and the parent dances, you cried again. And when Ayana gave her Maid of Honor speech and Topper gave his Best Man speech—you were like a waterfall. A complete mess, but a very happy one at that.

But you managed to stop by the bathroom and fix yourself up in record time before you all went off to your normal seating charts, and god, you had never been more glad to have done so when you walked in and saw who was at your table.

Liz either knew everything or nothing, because this... this was really something.

“So we meet again,” Rafe said, another easy smile appearing as he turned to look at you. “Looks like this wedding is trying to make up for all the years we missed.”

You chuckled and took your seat next to him. “Guess so. It’s not an easy feat, though.”

“Six years was a long time,” he said.

“Didn’t really help that my parents sold our house in the OBX after I graduated,” you said dryly. “I missed all those Rafe Cameron summers during college.”

“‘Rafe Cameron summer’?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Didn’t realize there was a word for it.”

“What can I say?” you shrugged. “I graduated with an English minor. It allows me to make up phrases whenever I want.”

“Ah,” he said, nodding sagely. “I guess my… finance concentration means I control the stock market?”

You laughed and shook your head. “You’re ridiculous. It obviously means you’re the head of the treasury. Keep up, Rafe.”

“My bad.” He held up his hands with mock austerity. “Our time apart is the reason for such a ridiculous mistake.”

You smiled, but it sobered a bit and you bit your lip. “On a serious note,” you said, “I’m… I’m really sorry.”

Rafe frowned. “For what?”

“For that time apart,” you said. “I came back to North Carolina more than a few times to visit Liz and some other friends, but I never came to see you. We were— we were good friends, Rafe, and I shouldn’t have just disappeared on you like that all because I was at a different college.”

Somehow, his brow furrowed even deeper. “What? You can’t possibly be blaming yourself for this—people grow apart in distance. That… that just happened to us. I mean, you were in California and I was in Chapel Hill. That’s crazy distance.”

“I still came back, though,” you said. “Just… never for you.”

“...I didn’t expect you to,” Rafe said, looking right in your eyes. “No matter how much…”

“What?” you asked after he trailed off.

Rafe sighed, then shook his head, trying to clear his mind before he looked back at you. “Do you wanna dance?”

“What?” you repeated, mostly because you couldn’t believe it.

“Dance with me.” He stood up and offered a hand, passing a glance at the dance floor. All of the official dances had been done already so it was open to anybody, including you and your high school crush.

“Okay,” you said with an almost breathless laugh, and you really felt like your freshman self again the way butterflies fluttered in your chest as you took his hand and walked over to an open spot.

You and Rafe fell into an easy rhythm, like you’d been doing this all your lives, and it didn’t take too long for your conversation to follow.

“So what did you get up to in all those years at SD State?” he asked. “All I really know about your college career is what I’ve gotten from Instagram and your parents’ Facebooks.”

You laughed a bit. “Regular college stuff, I guess. I did track all four years and I won some awards, which was pretty cool. Went to a lot of parties, got drunk a lot, swore off drinking a lot, studied until I thought my eyes were going to fall out, then graduated with a chemistry degree. I’ve been working as a technician in a lab for the company I interned with for the past two years.”

Rafe whistled. “‘Regular college stuff’, she says, as she describes an insane balancing act between student athlete life, partying, and schoolwork, and still being able to graduate with a STEM degree.”

“You’re such a flatterer,” you admonished, but there was no real bite in your words. “That’s one thing that’s never changed.”

“It’s easy to flatter a woman like you,” he said. “I mean, you’re out there changing the world. I feel like I’m not even worthy to stand in your presence.”

You chuckled as Rafe spun you, and as your hands joined once again you offered a coy smile.

“You know,” you said, feeling a surge of confidence with his words, “I had the biggest crush on you in high school.”

Rafe’s eyes widened slightly, but he covered it up with a well placed smile of his own. “Really?” he marveled, and he said your first and last name, “you had a crush on me?”

“Yep,” you nodded. “And she had it bad. If freshman year me could see this, she would be losing her mind.”

Rafe laughed, and it spurned butterflies in your chest yet again—they were the same kind you’d felt whenever you talked to him back then, trying to catch whatever moments you could between your busy schedule and his own responsibilities. You were too scared to admit your feelings, but you enjoyed spending time with him nonetheless.

If there was one thing this was proving, though, it was that your feelings definitely weren’t as settled as you thought.

“Well, you know,” he said thoughtfully, echoing your previous words as he brought you back to the present, “I had a pretty big crush on you in high school too.”

That completely threw you off your rhythm. So much so that you stumbled, totally missing your next steps—if it weren’t for Rafe catching you, you would’ve face planted.

“Are you good?” Rafe asked, concerned.

“You had a crush on me?” you asked instead.

He laughed again and ran a hand through his hair before you fell back into your rhythm together—he had let it grow out some, you realized, and it looked infinitely better all ruffled and mussed up than styled.

“Yeah,” he said. His smile wasn’t as confident as it always was, a boyish charm mingling with unusual shyness. “It, uh— it kinda snuck up on me. I didn’t really know how big of a crush it was until I was at your signing ceremony. Like, right after you signed the contract was when I realized I had it bad.”

“My signing ceremony?” you marveled, and you shook your head in disbelief. “You really have great timing, Rafe. Couldn’t have realized a couple years earlier when we were still in the same place?”

Rafe laughed softly. “Yeah. I really do. But I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to make it harder for you. I mean, I was staying in the OBX for Chapel Hill, and you were taking the opportunity of a lifetime to run track in San Diego. I wasn’t gonna take your mind off of that because some hometown guy had a crush on you.”

“Some hometown guy,” you repeated, and it was your turn to laugh. “You thought that little of yourself?”

“It’s true,” he shrugged. “I was just a friend that fell for you. I mean,” he gave you a crooked smile, “not that it was hard to fall for you. Pretty sure I was one of ten guys who wanted to ask you to prom senior year.”

“Okay, that is not true at all,” you said, but you were stumbling over yourself just as quickly. He wanted to ask you to prom senior year? When the one thing that you thought about whenever you looked at him that spring was dancing with him at prom? “Grant Millwood was the only one that asked me.”

Rafe nodded with a laugh. “That was because he threatened everyone that he knew had a crush on you to make sure he would get to go with you.”

“And then he ditched me halfway through the night because he got too drunk to function off the alcohol he smuggled in himself,” you said dryly. “Yeah, he was a great date.”

“High school was the best,” Rafe said with mock austerity, “wasn’t it?”

“Oh, yeah,” you nodded. “I miss the kook academy every single day.”

“I still can’t believe you wanted to ask me to prom senior year,” you said, shaking your head. “Rafe, how did I not even know? Why didn’t you do it?”

“And let you miss your chance with Grant Millwood?” Rafe over exaggerated his scoff. “Please.”

A laugh spilled out as a smile shone through. “You would’ve saved high school me a lot of angst if you told her you had a crush on her, y’know. Then I wouldn’t have had to spend four years pining in high school.” And four more in college, and two more postgrad.

(God, you wish he had told you sooner. You would’ve blown all of your money on tickets to North Carolina if you had even the slightest inkling your eternal feelings weren’t eternally hopeless.)

“Goes both ways,” he said, tacking on your last name. “Why didn’t you tell me how bad you had it?”

“Because I thought that there was no chance in Hell that Rafe Cameron would ever share my feelings?” you said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Come on, Rafe—you know who you are, who you were. You say a couple guys wanted to ask me to prom—every girl wanted to date you. I didn’t stand a chance.”

“And yet you did,” Rafe said with a slight chuckle. He shook his head. “Y’know, if I could turn back the clock, I would’ve done so many things differently.” Rafe smiled boyishly. “I would’ve mustered the nerve to ask you to prom before Grant even got the chance. And I definitely would’ve asked you out instead of liking you in private.”

You smiled and shrugged. He liked you then when you thought there was no chance—why not now, when you also thought there was no chance?

“Who says you have to turn back the clock?”

Rafe’s own grin grew immediately, and he pulled you off to the side of the dance floor. He held your hands in his own, the cool metal of his signet ring at odds with the rough calluses on his palms brushing against your skin.

He said your name with such earnesty you felt like you could melt, and when you gazed into his eyes, you nearly did. “I think you are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met in every single way. I can’t believe that it took me meeting you by chance at a wedding for me to do this, but I’d like to fix a mistake I made five years ago by never doing this. Can I take you on a date?”

“Rafe Cameron,” you said, and it was a physical effort to contain the joy nearly bursting out of you, “I would love that more than anything.”

He grinned. “Great.”

And then he cupped your face in his hands and pulled you in for the best kiss of your life, one that you immediately fell into with all the vigor of six years spent longing.

When he pulled away, leaving you completely breathless with widened eyes and bruised lips, his sultry whisper nearly took you out.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for years.”

You only had eyes for Rafe as you pulled him back into a heated kiss, pulling him by the cuffs of his baby blue suit. The only thing that got you away from him was the need for air.

"Me too," you murmured.

(And in the background, you were far too dazed to hear Liz’s victorious cheer.)

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lailakotori · 1 year

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hii do you have any yan!diego headcannons from ua? I loved ur five writing anddi was just wondering lol

Headcanons Sparrow!reader | Yan!Diego Hargreaves x Sparrow!Reader

I have many Headcanons so… which one? /J

If you ask about Headcanons in this fandom especially Diego, I glade to write about him because look at that! He so sweet(???)

Summary: When Yan!Diego meet sparrow!Y/n

TW: Fluff? Maybe, Diego is yandere, Y/n is mama’s person. Y/n live in sparrow academy.

First of all, Your power are shape-shift. And your number is eight.

When he meet you in The academy, In his mind was fully mad cuz why were those shit in his house??

But negative things were down when he saw you are the only one who treats graze like she’s human.

when the battle starts, You do not join this fight. Just watch the show and try to protect graze but, seem like Diego want to talk with you.

Then finally he meets someone who can make his heart bloom as a flower, as boom like a war. Someone who treats his mom well, Someone who acts like a brat but the soul still respects people.

The someone he means is you, Y/n Hargreaves. You so perfect for him.

When first fight done. He lay eyes on you before gone. And you didn’t give any shit that umbrella.

When Diego know that Stanley is his son.(But nuhh, look at Diego and Lila's skin, bro) He so angry himself and her, because he have sex with someone who didn’t make he feel love.

He meet you again in Obsidian hotel, Talk with staff about thier day and make sure that someone won’t know your secret room.

He stalking you until he saw your secret room. It’s about your escape shit hole, you make a plan that you will pack your and mom's things, run away with her in (Your dream country or The country want to live) and live in peace not the name sparrow or speacial person, Just a normal person.

And he want to help you but… you fight him and detroy a plan, shape shift be humming bird fly away this place.

That make him want you more… want everythings about you if it’s so lest.

The second battle, When Harlan kills Jayme and Alphonso, It’s makes you angry so much to make you shapeshift being a sad siren and scream. Make The umbrella hurt expect Diego who look at you like love sick.

If you can make Diego lose consciousness, Congrate that you can make your plan escpace done, But if not, I so sorry to tell you that he kidnap(?) you in your room.

He will not let Allison or anyone in your room. He believes you want some space and believes that you want someone understand, So he try to talk at clam voice, no threaten, no touch or harassmant.

I forgot to told you, Diego is soft and protective yandere. That why he respect you, if he so hunger on you or you shape shift in person form, animal or things.

He serves food and water, notice what you like or hate. Sometimes he will ask reason cuz, he wants to learn your things.

When the sparrow family invites his family to stop big BALL- (/J, srry for my brat), Diego will let you come with him to meet your mom. (He always cares about this)

You still don’t trust him until graze dead.

The death of her make you depressed, no one will listen you talk about maid robot. But not with Diego, He always stay by your said. Even you want to live alone but he still.

While you still awake you will heard his sod and mumble about graze. That make you start trust him.

When the world turned upside down, It’s make you and him keep closer more.

Diego knows Lila pregnent, So he promises that he will take care her as friends and will take care this kid. (And he gonna let this child call you mama)

In luther’s wedding, You’re drunk as hell. Play some cringe joke or recomment your step sibilng. Diego adore you, hold your hand and kiss forehead.

Next moring, you still wear your outfit but have bite mark on neck. You try to refuse last night but it’s seem didn’t help much.

“Y/n, Will you mad at me if i said that mark from mine?” “Of corse no- wait… you???” “Yep” “….NUMBER TWO DIEGO HARGREASE” “I’m sorry! ok? I didn’t gonna rape you. I- Damn it” He blush

At first you angry but while he nerves stutter that make you clam.

When the apocalypse end, Diego holds your hand and smile gently. Lead the way about your and his future.

but… as you know, He will protect you no matter what. if you are in a safe place or with his family. Easy word, become jealosy.

#tua #the umbrella academy x reader #the sparrow academy x reader #the umbrella academy #diego x reader #diego hargreaves x reader #diego hargreeves #canon x reader #canon x y/n #yandere tua #yandere umbrella academy #yandere x reader #lailakotori

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theearlgreymage · 1 year

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It is yet another Six Sentence Sunday, and I have only two more Sunday's until break. The freedom is close. I can taste it.

Thankfully, these last two weeks should be a breeze and I can get back in a more regular groove with writing.

Maybe.

Here's hoping at least.

Hello to the wonderful @artsyunderstudy @nausikaaa @aristocratic-otter @confused-bi-queer @rimeswithpurple and @ic3-que3n for tagging me despite my lack of posting lately. You are all amazing <3

Despite my quietness, I have been tapping away at a couple of different projects. So, enjoy six series of six sentences --

COBB Project #1

She’s been making these excursions on her own every few months. Claiming them to be for her research, but I followed her last time. I saw the supplies she took, and didn’t bring back with her. We were outside Bristol when I lost track of her. Somehow she managed to lose all her supplies and beat me back to Watford. There’s no way she managed that on her own. But until she’s willing to admit the truth to me, I’m on my own with finding Simon.

COBB Project #2

Coward. It’s the last word I’ll hear from him for a while as I step into the warm sunshine. While he can technically reach me beyond the Underworld, it is a lot harder for him to do. From what I can tell, it’s not worth the effort. Not caring whether the chlamys around my shoulder gets dirty, I collapse onto my back into the grass. Letting the sun warm my chilled skin.

A Gift for Someone

Nothing to see here. I wonder how many other students at Watford have used this spell for elicit sexual acts. How many students have had their trousers pulled down in the middle of the Great Lawn with none of us being the wiser? Of course, this isn't the Great Lawn - it's the back table in Astronomy that I'm crouched beneath. And it's not just any student who's trousers I'm pulling down eagerly. They're Simon Snow's trousers.

Another Gift for Someone

The snap of leather against leather sends a chill down my spine. I do my best to conceal it. The click of heeled boots on the wooden floor let me know that he's walking towards me, and still I fight the urge to shiver in anticipation. But when I feel the soft brush of the collar and warm press of fingers on my throat, I can't help but shudder. "Are you going to be good for me tonight?"

Something I'm working on in secret that may or may not see the light of day

Even if I’d come to accept myself more - feel more comfortable as my own individual person - I was still hung-up on the idea of having children that weren’t mine. It became an even bigger issue after Simon admitted to wanting a child. My mind became full of the impossible; of a small child with golden skin, freckles, dark hair, curls, and light colored eyes. We thought it impossible, and set the topic off to the side. There were plenty of other things for us to worry over. My graduation and the wedding being the top two items on the list.

Chapter 4 of Infinity in Your Chest Pocket

This time, when I spot the movement out of the bedroom window I don't hesitate to leave the room. Fuck these wraiths. I'm not spending another night alone in a room with them. Baz can complain about me following him into the woods all he wants. It's not like he's doing anything all that secretive. We both know that I know that he's a vampire - one that has apparently never tasted human blood.

Tags and Hello's to Everyone under the Cut. Please know that I am eternally excited over everyone's projects and cannot get enough of the talent you all have. Also, I officially made a gosh darn spreadsheet to keep track of people for tagging!

@aroace-genderfluid-sheep @bazzybelle @bookish-bogwitch @buffy @captain-aralias @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @cutestkilla @ebbpettier @erzbethluna @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @foolofabookwyrm-activated @gekkoinapeartree @henreyettah @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @ileadacharmedlife @ionlydrinkhotwater @j-nipper-95 @johnwgrey @krisrix @larkral @letraspal @martsonmars @moodandmist @mostlymaudlin @onepintobean @palimpsessed @prettylightsbigcity @raenestee @shrekgogurt @skeedelvee @stardustasincocaine @stitchyqueer @tea-brigade @theimpossibledemon @thewholelemon @upuntil6am @wellbelesbian @whogaveyoupermission @yellobb @you-remind-me-of-the-babe

#six sentence sunday #carry on #simon snow series #simon snow trilogy #wip #so many wips #simon snow #snowbaz #baz #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #baz pitch #all the fics #I just want to write #Why can't writing be my full time job #I need to be planning dinner #But instead I'm making this post

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Hi! I’m planning to go on a binge read once this term of uni ends and im stacking up on christmas related fics. So far, I’ve only gotten around to bookmarking two. May I ask for some suggestions?

Hello! We have a lot of asks, so this is only getting answered now, a couple of months after christmas, i'm afraid. We do have a bunch of fics on our #christmas tag that folks can check any time. Here are some more to add to the collection...

Mistletoe and wine by HolRose (T)

Crowley is just settling into life post-failed apocalypse when he receives an invitation to the annual Heaven and Hell Christmas party. It turns out Aziraphale has one too, and makes a plea for Crowley’s help with a particular assignment he has been given. Crowley, of course, can’t help getting involved even if he does put a little demonic ‘spin’ in more than one sense of the word, on the assistance he decides upon giving.

When The Lights Go Out by Sleepless_TurtleBoy (M)

“Look at this one dearest. Absolutely stunning.” Aziraphale’s eyes sparkled as he took in the changing colours, the inflatable reindeer, and the lit-up candy canes that were stuck in the ground. Children were running around pointing at the lights as they flickered into a new colour, and their parents were smiling brightly as they took it in. Most couples were holding hands or had some form of skinship happening. It honestly made Aziraphale feel like he was missing out. Crowley was right there. Right next to him. But he wouldn’t want to hold the angel’s hand. That’d be absurd.

While Aziraphale is setting up for Christmas in his bookshop, Crowley is making plans for a temptation. He'd like to get it over and done with, but it'd be easier with a helping hand. He turns to Aziraphale with a brief explanation, and the angel agrees without much hesitation. What could possibly go wrong?

The Christmas Party by LadyMango (M)

Two strangers meet at a Christmas party. Neither of them got the memo that it was no longer fancy dress.

The Christmas Wedding Scammer by Aracloptia (T)

“And - thank you for saying yes on such short notice! I tried to plan the thing myself, but … sometimes you actually do need help, right?” “Yeah”, Crowley mumbled, grabbing his phone to write down the name of the restaurant. “Yeah, absolutely.”

“That’s what everyone kept telling me; it’s always better with a wedding planner. I guess I should have listened earlier.”

“Er”, Crowley said. “Did you say-“

“Anyway, I have another call to make! I have to fire the costumer, the dress we agreed on turned out horrendous. Hey, in the future that’ll be your job! But I’ll do it just this once. See you tomorrow! And please bring suggestions for the bridal wear. Bye!”

“Hold o-”

The famous wedding planner Antonio Cowley is retired, sworn to never plan a wedding again. Perhaps the right sum of money can persuade him?

He is not to be mixed up with out-of-business Anthony J. Crowley, former florist, currently unemployed.

OR: In which Crowley accidentally becomes a wedding planner.

You're All I Want For Christmas by theshoparoundthecorner (G)

"Soho was uncharacteristically empty. As the wind calmed a bit, the streets were as quiet as the snow that fell upon them, not a single person in sight.

A good thing, too. No one should be caught dead in this weather.

The bookshop was wonderfully empty, and Aziraphale had spent the whole day doing as he pleased, knowing the weather would deter potential customers from sticking their noses in. Sure enough, he hadn’t had one person come in to bother him. He had been completely alone with his books all day, free to read, and watch the snow, and not worry about anyone dropping by unexpectedly.

But that thought didn’t thrill him as much as it usually would.

It was Christmas Eve. And he was alone.

Aziraphale didn’t mind being alone. In fact, he rather enjoyed it.

But tonight felt different. Tonight, as he had sat down for his annual re-read of 'A Christmas Carol', a melancholic feeling had washed over him, like he was meant to be doing something else at the moment. That was absurd, of course, he hadn’t made any particular plans, but something just felt…wrong.

Someone was missing."

Five Times Aziraphale and Crowley almost spent Christmas together, and one time they did.

Turning Page by Beckers522 (T)

Alone on Christmas Eve and finding himself in bad spirits, Crowley has a bit too much to drink and wakes up to find Santa Claus inside his house. What follows is a series of meetings one year after the next as the two slowly come to learn more about each other and eventually fall in love. But Crowley is human and his visitor is far from it. They come from two very different worlds with every odd stacked against them. Can they figure out how to cross the distance between them and find a way to finally be together?

Based on the Norway Postal Christmas Commercial (When Harry met Santa).

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #christmas #mod d

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Hello WIPsday my old friend, I've come to post on you again…

Thanks for the tags today @ic3-que3n @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @forabeatofadrum @fatalfangirl and @artsyunderstudy!! And thanks to everyone who continues to tag me in even though I have been extremely absent from the proceedings of late.

I'm back on my 8th year fic again (the one that begins at a WoM wedding the week before term) having spent the weekend reworking my plan for the back half for the fifth time after many months of thinking about it on the edge of my brain as I go about my day. I had bulleted out some dialogue (last summer!!) and I came back to it today as an easy way back into the swing, so have some (ALOT) of that. It is very much subject to change because I am very much writing out of order. Some Simon POV, Ch 3, still at the wedding:

“Come on, dance with me.”

I reach down to offer him my hand, but he crosses his arms and shakes his head. He doesn’t budge an inch from where he’s sitting cross-legged in the dirt.

“No.”

“Why not? Wasn’t it a sign of friendship for men to dance with one another in the historical context?” I say the last bit in my best approximation of his posh accent.

“No. Never.” He scowls. I giggle. Because it’s cute, and when did I start thinking Baz scowling at me was cute?

“Well…” I sing-song, twirling around slowly to the music drifting from his phone, “it was tonight when I danced with Jamie.”

“What you were doing with Salisbury – or right now for that matter – is not dancing,” he scoffs.

“And what makes you think we’re friends now?”

“Do you want to be?”

His eyes go wide for a second before he narrows them. “I’m the one asking the questions here.”

I hum along to the music, momentarily distracted by the way the cool evening air slips against my skin as I trace my hands lazily through the air. I know I’m acting weird, that this is all weird, but I just don’t care.

“I mean… I guess maybe not yet. But I think we could be. Friends.” He snorts, incredulous. “You don’t even like me, Snow. You aren’t in your right mind.”

“I like you tonight.”

His mouth quirks like he’s trying not to smile. He rolls his eyes and sticks his nose in the air to try and cover it, but I saw. I don’t know what’s different with him tonight, I’m the one under a spell.

I grin. “You’re not being horrible to me. I might even say you’re being decent."

“That’s a pretty low bar.”

“Yeah well,” I laugh. “My bar is pretty low, I guess.”

One more fun development in reworking the outline is that I've decided to add alot more Jamie, so stay tuned for that, Jamie lovers.

Tags: @larkral @facewithoutheart @shrekgogurt @stitchyqueer @creepyspice @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @captain-aralias @aristocratic-otter @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @blackberrysummerblog @confused-bi-queer @ileadacharmedlife @raenestee @technetiumai @onepintobean @palimpsessed @thewholelemon @j-nipper-95 @whatevertheweather @moodandmist @whogaveyoupermission @imagineacoolusername @martsonmars @otherworldsivelivedin @tea-brigade @selphieonbass

#wip wednesday #my writing

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Hello everyone on this nearly-still-Sunday-night. Thank y'all for the tags. I've been extremely busy, though more with creating valentines for the discord valentine's exchange than writing. Still, I've got some words in every WIP. Below the cut for length.

Thank you and tag backsies for Wednesday to @artsyunderstudy, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @fatalfangirl, @hushed-chorus, @ileadacharmedlife, @frjsti, @takitalks, @confused-bi-queer, @thewholelemon, @chen-chen-chen-again-chen. Your fics are so freaking brilliant, it's unfair how much talent is concentrated in this fandom.

From Westward Son (Only three chapters left!)

I remember drowning. I remember fighting the river back in Virginia; trying to hold my head above water, trying to hold my breath until I just…couldn’t anymore. I remember falling falling falling.

Then Shepard is on me. “Simon!” he shouts frantically. “Is she…”

His voice snaps me out of the spiral of memory I’d been trapped in.

From The White Chapel (writing the last scene this week!)

I kiss him. And kiss him. And kiss him.

He kisses me back frantically. On my lips, my nose, my cheeks, my eyes, anywhere he can reach. “You shouldn’t be here,” he’s mumbling between kisses. “You need to leave. Before it’s too late.” But, even if I were inclined to agree with him, he never stops kissing me long enough to let me go.

From: Raising Dragons (a chapter and a half to go)

I truly think we became a single entity for several seconds there. My thoughts were his, his were mine and our bodies were united in every possible way.

Now, we’re exhausted and happy, ready to sleep the remainder of our wedding night away in each other’s arms.

At least, we were ready. Until Niamh began pounding on our bedroom door with all the subtlety of a battering ram, shouting, “Simon! Baz! Your eggs are hatching!”

From: To Heal a Broken Mind (18,000 words and nowhere near finished):

I never want him to go home. I refuse to examine that thought. It’s not hope. I know there’s no hope for him to fall in love with me. He’s straight. And he hates me. But maybe he hates me a little less now?

From Double Your Pleasure (WILL be done by the 24th) (will have art, too! I'm excited about who I'm getting to work with) (and that's all you're getting 😉)

I do know the spell. But I’ve never tried it before. I’m flammable, and a mispronounced syllable could be fatal for me. But I can’t face down my own clone’s confidence. He thinks I can do it.

I’m going to try.

From Saving Simon Snow (18,000 words and about halfway done):

I settle back against the plush leather seats of Basilton’s Jaguar. Really, what right does an eighteen year old have to own a car like this? He says it's his father’s, but he drives it deftly, confidently. It’s like he was born to drive this car.

I shake my head. I know I’m perseverating on the car because I don’t want to think about the numerous ugly outcomes that are possible for Simon.

Should I be excited that 2/3s of my WIPs are nearly done? ...well, there may be three more WIPs waiting in the wings 🤦‍♀️

Tagging a few more folks: @angelsfalling16, @annabellelux, @bazzybelle, @bookish-bogwitch, @basiltonbutliketheherb, @bloodiedpixie, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @dragoneggos, @excalisbury, @erzbethluna, @fight-surrender, @facewithoutheart, @foolofabookwyrm-activated, @giishu, @gekkoinapeartree, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @ionlydrinkhotwater, @johnwgrey, @j-nipper-95, @jbrrring, @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists, @krisrix, @larkral, @letraspal, @messofthejess, @moodandmist, @nausikaaa, @nightimedreamersghost, @otherworldsivelivedin, @onepintobean, @petrodobreva, @prettylightsbigcity, @raenestee, @thehoneyedhufflepuff, @theearlgreymage, @tea-brigade, @technetiumai, @whogaveyoupermission, @yellobb-old, @yeonjunenby

#cotta 2021 #house au #dragon babies #xanadu au #canon divergent #egf2023 #pwp #co/ws/awtwb #six sentence sunday

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20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @isagrimorie (thanks, this looks fun 🤩).

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1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

120

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

324,790

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I'll just copy-and-paste from ao3, cuz I'm not writing all that down.

The Vampire Diaries (TV) (25), Legacies (TV 2018) (12), Person of Interest (TV) (9), Once Upon a Time (TV) (9), Leverage (US TV 2008) (7), Shadowhunters (TV) (7), Doctor Who (2005) (5), Arrow (TV 2012) (4), Merlin (TV) (4), Captain Marvel (2019) (3), 苍兰诀 | Love Between Fairy and Devil (TV) (3), Batwoman (TV 2019) (3), The 100 (TV) (3), Willow (TV 2022) (3), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV) (2), The Magicians (TV) (2), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling (2), Supergirl (TV 2015) (2), The Originals (TV) (2), Star Wars - All Media Types (2), The Old Guard (Movie 2020) (2), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types (2), The Good Place (TV) (2), Avatar: Legend of Korra (2), DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV) (2), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) (2), Charmed (TV 2018) (1), Angel: the Series (1), Wednesday (TV 2022) (1), Star Trek: Voyager (1), Teen Wolf (TV) (1), Star Wars: Rebels (1), Sweet/Vicious (TV) (1), Star Trek (1), Star Wars: Ahsoka (TV) (1), Lost Girl (TV) (1), Legend of the Seeker (TV) (1), Hustlers (2019) (1), Stargate SG-1 (1), Revolution (TV) (1), Sanctuary (Canada TV 2008) (1).

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

5 Times The Doctor Talked About River Song With Graham (+1 Time The Fam Finally Met Her) - the 13/River fic where Graham finds the Doctor's missing wedding ring and she gradually opens up about her wife.

“Her name was River Song.” She says once he’s already taken a few steps. He stops, turning around, giving her the opportunity to continue or not as she needs. “She was an archaeologist. And a professor. And a criminal. And she was brilliant and absolutely mad.”

“She must have been. Married you didn’t she?” Graham jokes before he can help himself.

But Doc just grins like she agrees and laughs to herself.

Something uncoils in Graham’s chest at seeing Doc’s face regaining its natural brightness, however tinged with grief. The grief isn’t new either, he’s seen shadows of it in her all along but this is the first moment she doesn’t seem to be trying to hide it. Or maybe the first time she’s not trying to hide from it.

The Suspicious Case of Tribbles - the 13/River fic where River tries to "borrow" the TARDIS for lil'bit.

"Don't mind me. Carry on!" The woman says, dropping a bag of something heavy that sounds like a bag of rocks to the floor and hurrying towards the TARDIS controls. "I'm only here to establish an alibi. A short hop over to the other side of the hemisphere and some 38 planetary hours in the past should do it. I'll send you lot right back to him none the wiser. It'll be our little secret."

She's Come Undone and Set Free - Elejah, Bonbekah, Klaroline and Elena/Caroline/Bonnie/Rebekah friendship story that deals with Elena and Caroline getting to be angry and making Damon pay for what he did to them, as well as supporting each other and beginning to heal. (WIP, but there's only 2 chapters to go).

“I want you to know, that’s not why I will always hate you, Damon.” She strengthened her hold on his face at the look of caution that was surfacing at her words, likely because he’d just now been remembering that not that long ago she’d broken his neck. “I won’t even hate you because of the sire bond. Though I wasn’t lying, it felt like being a slave to your every desire, whether or not you actually voiced them. And the funny thing? I’m not sure I’ll ever know how much me there was when I was making any of the choices that lead to Jeremy dying.”

“What’s your point?” Damon asked and grabbed her hands in a vice-like grip that made it impossible for Elena to try again what she'd done nearly two days ago when she'd regained her humanity. But she'd already known there wasn’t a point trying now that he'd be expecting it, so she didn’t fight to escape him.

“She’s my best friend, Damon. I will never forgive you for what you did to her,” she said and did absolutely nothing as Damon’s eyes widened and he tried to turn around. He wasn’t fast enough. He’d been too consumed by Elena to pay attention to any other heartbeats around them, and despite her age, Caroline had always been an unusually fast vampire.

Morai's Call to Hope - my Star Wars, time travel, Snips and Skyguy fic where Anakin gets pulled into the World Between Worlds three days before his Fall, watches as Darth Vader is about to kill Ahsoka... aaaaaaand jumps forward to stop him. (WIP and I'm very ashamed about it, because I loved writing this story and really hope to get back to it someday)

From behind Anakin there comes again a whisper from a different time: ‘I would never let anyone hurt you, Ahsoka… never…’

But in front of Anakin comes something else.

‘Then you will die,' the Sith says in direct contradiction to everything Anakin has ever promised both aloud and inside his own heart to the closest thing he’s ever had to a little sister or a daughter. And every single cell of his body rebels against a time where he would ever utter those words to Ahsoka. So even as the red lightsaber ignites in the Sith’s hands, Anakin rushes forward and through the fragile line of a portal separating his reality from theirs.

As the Sith’s lightsaber finishes the arch of its blow instead of encountering Ahsoka’s white dual sabers it’s stopped by the intervening block from a blue lightsaber in the hands of the Anakin Skywalker sixteen years out of his time.

You know who you remind me of? - the 13/River fic where the Doctor is in the middle of hiding under a table with Yaz for plot reasons when she hears the sound of her wife's laughter and is immediately distracted from the mission that brought them there.

The laugh is thick with mischief and a galaxy of secrets.

She knows that laugh.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to. I adore comments and really truly appreciate receiving them, so I do try to respond to them. But sometimes I get into a kind of slump where replying just feels exhausting. And by the time I'm over that, it might have been like two weeks, and then it feels embarrassing to respond.

And sometimes I just don't know WHAT to say.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Last Words. I do have quite a few angsty fics but I usually end them either happily or with an open ending that's got light at the end of the tunnel. But this once I came up with an idea for soulmate-identifying-last-words and then wrote a Korrasami fic for it.

Asami had known that Korra was her soulmate. And like everyone else she was in no hurry to see it proven. And there she might be counted lucky, because she did not learn it for many years to come. They survived the war with Kuvira, and then returned from their vacation in the spirit world, and survived many more battles beyond that. The Avatar lived a long life.

But Asami Sato lived a longer one.

So that has the saddest ending.

Well, that, or maybe what's the point of greater good, which is my Queliot (with a side of Wickoff) story where Julia talks to Quentin during the time Eliot was possessed by the Monster.

She finds him stubbornly looking through the mountain of books, searching for any and every scrap of information on Enyalius they can get. He looks like he hasn’t slept since the moment weeks ago when Eliot managed to surface for those brief few moments to tell them he was alive. Hope’s a bitch that way.

“We need to stop him Q.” Julia says, from behind him.

Quentin’s shoulders freeze in place and he leans forward, hands clenching the spine of the book he’d just been about to pick up.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Like I said, I tend to mostly write happy endings. But if I have to pick what I considered as the happiest one, then here's a story that's full of angst in the middle, which made the ending feel even happier because of the contrast.

6 Times Bellamy Tried to Forget That He Was in Love With Clarke (+1 Time He Couldn’t Anymore) - exactly what it sounds like. My big look into Bellamy's head through most of the seasons. Canon almost to the end, where I sharply switch tracks and give Bellarke the happy ending they goddamn deserved.

The first thing he saw as the delinquents pulled aside the sheets of scrap metal to let their two missing people in was Clarke running in front, scraped up but seemingly uninjured. He wished that the relief that overtook him was entirely selfish, that it had to do with the fact that he had his partner back and he wouldn’t have to carry the burden of their people’s lives all by himself. But that was crap.

It was vastly overpowered by the simple joy of seeing that Clarke was alright.

“Hey, we heard an explosion. What happened?” she fired out rapidly as soon as she was in front of him. Face serious and eyes focused entirely on Bellamy, - and it was something that had gotten to be so familiar to him that it almost felt like having her there was akin to getting back a missing limb.

He almost, almost fell to the instinct to pull her into his arms because he was just so damned glad that she was alive that the only thing that saved him was the fact Jasper got there first.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not a lot. But there's been a few occasions where I have gotten some, yes. Mostly the 'this was a waste of my time' variety.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Not... really? On a few rare occasions I've written a bit of spice but I don't think that people that read smut would give me more than 2.5⭐ out of 5⭐.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes. When the idea for one strikes. And I don't know if I'd say it's the craziest one, but definitely a fun one is my Stargate SG-1/Leverage crossover where the Stargate Program needs to recruit some thieves.

The Homeworld Security Job. (incidentally this is also the fic that got me the most amount of hate comments).

“I know, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying that no one at SGC can go, you need thieves for this mission. And this is a big planet, you guys must have some good ones between those 7.5 billion people. You get me a few of them and I can teach them how to play a wealthy minor Goa’uld long enough to get in and out. But I can’t teach someone to be a good enough liar to not get caught. Not with the time we have here.”

“What do you want us to do, Vala? Grab a bunch of criminals off the street and hope they don’t decide that stealing a Stargate and selling that to the highest bidder instead would be a more lucrative business plan?” Cameron asks.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I'm aware.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Once. My Lunarry fic the ones that seek and find (six years in the relationship of harry and luna) has a translation into Chinese Mandarin 探寻和发现（哈利与卢娜相处的六年).

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. It's always sounded kinda complicated.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I do NOT have a one single favorite ship. But there are a few that I will probably never let go of and those are: Elejah, Swan Queen, Hizzie, Bellarke, Spuffy, Doctor/River, Clizzy, Bering and Wells, Kahlan/Cara, Parker/Hardison, Graylora and DFQC/XLH.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

All of them 😭.

But especially the Star Wars time travel one I mentioned earlier. I love that one so much. And I want to go back to it and finish it. But the stars aren't looking all that bright.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'd like to think that I'm good at getting into characters' heads. Their inner monologues tend to be the easiest part to write (it's the dialogues and surrounding scenes that trip me up).

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Grammar. English isn't my first language, so the fiddly parts of the grammar is what I've picked up through osmosis while reading, which isn't exactly... a flawless way to do it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I've done it a few times (mostly in my Clizzy fics, because Izzy's character peppers a decent bit of Spanish in her dialogue on the show) and have nearly always kind of regretted it (I've needed to do fixes nearly every time, had to learn that google translate cannot be trusted the hard way).

19. First fandom you wrote for?

If I remember correctly, then I think that was a very terrible attempt at a BtVS/Stargate SG-1 crossover that has been deleted since then.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

This is a very predictable answer but that's She's Come Undone and Set Free, I'm just really proud of this story for a lot of reasons. And though there are a few other of my fics I love more than others, this one is just... my favorite of all of them.

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Tagging: @vorpalmuchness, @jennifersminds, @muse-oleum, @amandamonroe and whoever else wants to.

#ask meme #writing #terapsina rambles #terapsina's writing rambles #elejah #thirteen x river #river x thirteen #bellarke #bonbekah #tvd #stargateverse #leverage #stargate sg1 #doctor who #star wars #clone wars #queliot #the magicians

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p4lm5prings · 1 year

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ATTENTION MY FELLOW MATTJEN PPL I HAVE AN IDEA FOR A FIC BUT I HAVEN’T FANFICTION IN LIKE YEARS AND I DON’T THINK I’M WILLING TO START AGAIN 😭

So if anyone wants to write this fic I’m about to explain (and probably not do a good job about it) please do and tag me there is not enough mattjen content on this app and it’s criminal!!

Ok so it’s been a few years since Jen and Matt hooked up in her show, they tried the whole long distance relationship thing but it just didn’t work out. But they’re still friends don’t you worry! They still beat up the occasional bad guy together when they are together. but yea so it’s been a few years and it’s actually Jen Walters’ wedding day (omg right?) so yea she started dating this guy after her and Matt ended maybe it could be John Jonah Jameson the third or something (ya know J Jonah Jameson’s son who she’s dated in the comics) or just som guy called John idc about that really.

But yep it’s Jen’s wedding day and it’s all going well until suddenly she has this realisation of ‘maybe this isn’t what I wanted’ cos she’s not feeling how typical brides feel like on their wedding day ya know? Our Jen is kinda just like ‘ok let’s get this over with’ and she’s realising that’s not a good feeling to have on your wedding day. So here enters Nikki and Pug (or just Nikki, maybe just Nikki. Whatever you want) and they’re like ‘ok girl you ready??’ And Jen’s like ‘lol not really guys’ and she starts explaining how she’s kinda only doing this wedding because that’s what people expect from her and she hasn’t taken a moment to think about what she wants. So now Nikki and Pug are panicking cos like they want the best for their bestie and this doesn’t sound like the best, but Jen being Jen is like ‘ah maybe I’m just overthinking everything idk guys’ and heads to the ceremony (btw idk if you’ve realised but she’s not overthinking).

Ok so remember I mentioned Matt earlier, well guess what? He’s at Jen’s wedding! Yeah! Matt, Foggy and Karen were all invited because everyone’s friends!! And another thing!! Matt heard everything Jen said to Nikki and Pug cos ya know he was focusing on Jen cos he cares and there are obviously still some romantic feelings there between them cos they didn’t really wanna end things but Matt’s home is New York and Jen’s is LA so it had to be done. But yes!! Matt heard all of Jen’s worries and 100% feels like it’s his duty to do something about it because the man is Matt Murdock what were you expecting?? Slight problem tho Jen’s like about to walk down the aisle and Matt’s now getting all agitated and everything, foggy notices and is like ‘what’s with you man?’ And then Matt’s like ‘I need stop this wedding’ and you can imagine foggy’s reaction to that.

So in true speak now by taylor swift fashion, Matt hears the preacher say ‘speak now or forever holddddd youuuuur peaaaceeeee’ (I had to). He gets up like ‘I reject!’, everyone’s like ‘huh?’, foggy and Karen are just embarrassed to even be associated with the man, Jen’s fiancé is 100% like ‘what the hell man??’ But you know what? Jen’s smiling and she’s not hiding it. Lots of drama blah blah blah. Matt and Jen confess their love for one another, and they run off together.

You talented writers can obviously make the hot mess I wrote good but I thought it was a cute idea idk I was thinking about speak now then I thought about the Elaine’s big day episode of new girl and I’m obviously gonna find a way to incorporate my faves in that.

#matt murdock #daredevil #marvel #mcu #jennifer walters #she hulk #marvel studios #she hulk attorney at law #daredevil x she hulk #jen walters #matt murdock x jen walters #matt murdock x jennifer walters #jen walters x matt murdock #jen x matt #jennifer walters x matt murdock #she hulk: attorney at law #mattjen

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adarafaelbarba · 2 years

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Hiiii, hope you're doing great? Love your work and I was wondering if you would write the sfw/nsfw alphabet for baldwin? I'm on S1 crushing for him lmao

Thank you so much for asking, I’m doing well, hope you are too. Also I’m happy you’re loving my work! ❤️ I absolutely LOVE Trystan Gravelle’s portrayal of Baldwin! I do also love what Peter McDonald did in one season as my favorite vampire! 😍

These two alphabets will mostly be with a mate, not him with whoever he’s casually sleeping with 😅

SFW alphabet template

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

At first Baldwin isn’t affectionate at all. He’s so used to being a stone cold business man who juggles work, the congregation and his family (looking at you Matthew and Diana!) But as he spends more time with you he’ll loosen up, and becomes more affectionate. He’ll deny it of course, should it ever become known to anyone. That’s not to say though that he absolutely loves treating you like a God/Goddess.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Like with anything, it takes time for Baldwin to open up. He’s got associates of course, but not too many friends. Even fewer best friends. Those he does have though, stem from years, even centuries of shared interests. Some old battle buddies, dare I say even Domenico is a some what friend for him (since Trystan and Gregg seemed to be good buds)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Secretly? Yes, he does! But if anyone ever finds out he’ll swear on the Gods that he doesn’t!

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Baldwin doesn’t know the first thing about cooking! He’s never needed too. When he was a human, a soldier, he wouldn’t cook. and As a vampire, there’s no need to, cooked food tastes disgusting to vampires.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Mating is for life though, so if you’re mated, you’re stuck with him for as long as you’ll live. If it’s just a fling though he’ll end it quickly (and painfully for you) then move on with his day.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

If he knows you’re the one he’ll tell you right away, hoping you feel the same. If the feelings mutual you’ll be mated soon enough, with the wedding following after! Which will of course be GRAND.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

At first not so much. And still after committing to you he’s not that gentle, but he can be! If you ask him to. However he’s more emotionally gentle with you than physically, cause have you SEEN that man?! 🥵

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He gives the BEST hugs! But it takes time for him to do so! His hugs isn’t as bear like as Gallowglass’ or as comforting as Matthew’s but it’s not like hugging rocks. His arms will wrap around you, often from behind, kissing the side of your head, and then your shoulder. He’d losen the hold once you started turning in his arms, and then he would hug you, just enough.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Like with fiance(e) he’d do it when he knows you’re the one. And he’ll tell it to you in every language that he knows!

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He’s not as jealous as Matthew is, but he can definitely get jealous. If you’re alone with him and tell him something that makes him feel jealous, he’ll roll his eyes and tell you «whatever» before leaving the room, which will usually result in you running after him and asking what’s wrong. HOWEVER, if you’re out and he sees someone hitting on you or touching you he’ll walk over, pull you behind him and tell the person in a deadly quiet voice «Try that again and you’ll find yourself without a tongue/arm».

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Like fireworks! He loves kissing the side of your head, your shoulder, obviously your lips, and over your heart. Where Baldwin would like to be kissed is over his heart, lips and cheeks.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’s so awkward around them, mostly tries to avoid children if possible. But will do anything for his niece and nephew.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’ll be awake as you wake up, reading something or just scrolling on his phone, smiling as you roll over to cuddle him closer. A soft «good morning» will be whispered between you, and he’ll lean in to kiss you. All mornings (if neither of you are needed elsewhere) is spent lazily in bed, cuddled close.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He’ll drag you to bed and spend it (after you’ve done your nightly routine) loving every inch of you, absolutely wearing you out before you sleep 👀😏

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Long after you two have mated! Unless there’s a way you can see into him (like a bite or a witches kiss). If Baldwin can help it, he’ll reveal things slowly. He wouldn’t want anyone to find out anything about it, and if he can reveal snippets (under the promise that you won’t share it with anyone) he will.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

It depends on the situation of course. I feel he’s more patient with his mate than with his family (looking at you again Matthew). He’s more calm in the Congregation (even if they almost had him beheaded—Matthew). While at work he’s quite hot headed.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers everything you’ve told him. No matter how small.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He has some favorites, like your first kiss, first «I love you», mating, first time.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Like any vampire, Baldwin is very protective of you, especially when you’re mated. He would kill anyone for you, and would give his life to keep you safe. In return though, he would claim that he doesn’t need protecting. «I’ve survived centuries. I’ll be fine.»

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’ll gift you little things here and there. Coffee from your favorite café, chocolate from your favorite confectionary, your favorite flowers. Anything to make you smile. Dates and anniversaries are especially thought out. And he has a tendency to fly you to Paris for a date, or Rome for your anniversary. Anywhere you want to go, and he’ll bring you there.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Is it dumb of me to say there’s nothing bad with him? He could of course relax every so often, I’m sure the world won’t crash and burn if he did 😅

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He prides himself in looking good. It gives him a good image in the finance world, as well as to the creature world who sees him as the head of one of the most well known vampire families

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

At first? No. But as he grows closer, and later mates with you, ABSOLUTELY

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

If Baldwin is really stressed, frustrated or angry, he’ll switch over to latin, where he can curse more freely (though not around other latin speakers of cours)

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

If someone took his brother’s side (before the covenant was brought down) 🤣 In general though, when it comes to his fights with his family, he needs you to take his side, because all he feels is all of them against him.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

As a vampire, Baldwin doesn’t sleep that often, but when he does, he likes to pull you close, it’s a way for him to know you’re safe.

NSFW alphabet template

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He takes care of you. Making sure that you’ve got everything you need.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours is your hands. He loves to hold them, and adores the feeling of your fingers caressing his cheeks or chest when you lay in bed after sex. On a smuttier note, he absolutely loves when your hand is wrapped around his cock 😏

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Although he prefers the cleaner way of cuming inside you, he also does like the occasional times when he cums on your chest/stomach/back/ass.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He was once choked by someone he was sleeping with. And although it was an accident, and he said he didn’t like it, he actually did. He just didn’t like it from them. So even if he won’t bring it up, he wouldn’t mind you doing it to him, especially if your hands are too small to reach all around his neck 😏

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s had centuries to gain experience, and has tried everything.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Either missionary or doggy style. That’s not to say he doesn’t love when you ride him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s serious and dominant, but if you crack a joke or something he’ll crack too, and laugh before leaning in to kiss you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Baldwin has a hairy chest, but isn’t overly hairy, being well trimmed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

As mentioned in goofy he’s serious and dominant. But he can be more intimate if you need it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He only does it if he’s too pent up and needs a release, and if you’re not available to him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Although vampires get angry if bitten, Baldwin loves it when you do it, especially if you can’t pierce his skin. He loves the feeling of your teeth grazing his neck or over his chest before sealing your lips over it, «kissing it better»

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Mostly in bed. He can really drag it out there. Baldwin also likes fucking you against the wall, but that’s usually quickies.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You. You turn him on. Just looking at you sometimes will have him hard and yearning.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won’t drink from you during sex (in general) only if he’s drinking from your heart vein to learn about you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a MASTER at oral! Giving fantastic pleasure. Baldwin also loves receiving head, just not as much as giving it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s not fast and hard enough to seriously hurt you (especially if you’re a warmblood). That’s not to say he won’t fuck you fast and hard though. He does it so amazingly.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He does them when things need to be done that he can’t postpone. As mentioned earlier he’s almost always turned on around you so there’s always a want for you!

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

This little shit will take risks whenever he can 😏

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go on for a very long time! Varies sometimes though. But mostly he got the stamina for quite a few rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own them, but if you have them he’ll definitely use them on you 😏

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s the biggest shit when it comes to teasing! And he’ll make you practically beg for him to fuck you by the end of it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not particularly loud, in control of his pleasure/sounds, but that’s not to say he won’t grunt and moan when the pleasure happens.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Baldwin will always know just what you want. No words need to be spoken from you. He doesn’t even need to take your blood, he just knows.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s nicely built, and his cock is big enough, not to big not to small.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I’ve mentions this a little earlier, but Baldwin has quite a big sex drive. He can hide it nicely, but if given the chance he’d have you under him in bed all day.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

As a vampire, Baldwin doesn’t sleep often, but if he does after sex, he’ll wait until you fall asleep, making sure you’re safe and okay, before he falls asleep himself.

#karen speaks #karen writes #my writing #baldwin montclair headcanon #baldwin clairmont #baldwin de clermont #baldwin montclair #a discovery of witches #adow #adow headcanons #a discovery of witches headcanons

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nuggets-and-french-fries · 1 year

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Can you do a Evan Peters x Tamil reader and do a Tamil wedding imagine ? PLEASE

Note: I have to apologize profusely for this being so short. I had no idea it was that short but I feel like it’s still very sweet. I know that you wanted a full Tamil wedding imagine but I’m not familiar with Tamil weddings and the research I tried to do just wasn’t giving me what I specifically needed, so I hope that it’s ok that I just took it from a first look stand point. Which again, I’m not sure if that’s a tradition in the Tamil culture but I used as a tradition from Evan’s non Tamil culture background, if that makes any sense.

Anyway, thank you so much for this request, I enjoyed writing it. It was fun. Also, thank you so much for your patience.

Please let me know if you’d like another part to this and I will happily do that for you. Also, this unedited but please enjoy this little blurb.

P.S: Please ignore the giant J and H in the wedding invite on the mood board. I can’t change it at the moment.

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Moving out to L.A was a dream come true for y/n. For as long as she could remember, she had wanted to become a costume designer and while it made her happy, her family felt otherwise. They wanted the best for her of course but they wanted her to pursue a career in medicine and meet a handsome rich doctor. They were aware that their expectations sounded stereotypical and cliché but it’s how they were raised.

Y/n had been in L.A for two months when she got a job on a movie. She was beyond excited for this because it meant that her talents were finally being recognized.

While working on the movie, y/n met her now fiancée, Evan. Evan was the lead actor on this project and was super sweet, funny and always knew how to make y/n smile. The pair were perfectly matched in the eyes of their colleagues.

There was just one issue though, y/n’s parents.

Don’t get them wrong, they were happy that their daughter was happy and had found a man that treated her better than ever but knowing that Evan was not a part of their culture, it made it a little difficult, especially when it came to planning the wedding. Y/n’s parents had given their blessing to the couple but only if they agreed to having a Tamil wedding.

This leads u to now, the day of the wedding. Y/n stood in her suit looking at herself in the mirror. Her pink and gold Saree hugged her in all the right places and her hair hung in soft curls, angelically framing her face. She felt untouchable and strong. It made her smile brightly. Her time had finally come, and she knew that Evan was going to flip when he saw her.

One thing Evan and y/n wanted to keep for themselves was the first look. Normally it was something that y/n’s culture would be against, but y/n knew that she and Evan had to have something traditional for him to look forward to and if she was being honest, y/n was chomping at the bit to show Evan how she looked. He always had the best reactions when she’d get dressed up. Hell he even had a cute reaction when she wasn’t all dolled up. It was one of the many things she adored about her fiancée.

“You ready?” Y/n’s sister Jameela asked as she smiled at the bride.

“So ready.” Y/n replied, smoothing out her Saree one last time.

Jameela led her sister to the courtyard where Evan was waiting for her. When he was told he could turn around, his jaw dropped as his eyes scanned her body. She was even more breathtaking than ever.

Everything that he had been hoping for in a future wife was standing before him in a vision of red and gold. Her confidence shone through, even if she was a tad shy. Her hair hung in a way that made her appear angelic. Her whole being made him want to grab her hand and run off with her.

“Well, what do you think?” Y/n asked. She already knew the answer with how he was looking at her and by the unshed tears in his eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” He questioned in reply.

Y/n blushed and giggled slightly.

“Yes please.” She answered.

Evan smiled brightly at her and moved in to capture her lips in the most tender kiss they’d ever shared.

“I can’t wait to marry you.” Evan said after breaking the kiss.

Y/n nodded in agreement.

“I can’t wait to marry you either.” She replied.

“Let’s get going then or we will be late, and we can’t have that.” Jameela said as she popped the romantic bubble that seemed to be surrounding the couple.

“I’ll see you in a few minutes.” Evan said, smiling but sniffling at the same time. He was so in love with this woman and felt so blessed to have her in his life and he was so thankful that he had been accepted into her family. It meant the world to him that they trusted him with their beloved daughter.

His beautiful y/n.

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Tag List: @elizami11s @geo-winchester

#EvanPeters #evan peters fanfic #evan peters imagine #evanpetersxreader #tamil #tamil!reader #tamilwedding #i tried my best #sorry if this is offensive #please enjoy

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Creator Spotlight: Week 8

Welcome back to the TWW Author Spotlight! For every spotlight, we’ll ask each featured author the same ten questions (as well as questions you submitted on Twitter!). This week, we’re excited to be chatting with mlea7675 on Twitter and AO3!

1) What are your top 5 desert island fics by other authors?

Donna Moss’s Orphan Collective by thatTWWgirl https://archiveofourown.org/works/34705486 This is probably my favorite found family AU. It’s got a really fresh take on J/D’s family, and really brings home the found family concept. Basically, J/D got pregnant before the Inauguration, had a shotgun wedding that night, and Donna decides to start having everyone over for dinner. And if you ever want to check out the other fics in this universe (as well as fics by this author in general), go for it!

Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven by @JessBakesCakes https://archiveofourown.org/works/39284985 This was the best Rosslyn anniversary fic I’ve ever read. I love any new baby fic (their youngest is born on the anniversary), and tying it with the Rosslyn angst was perfection. It’s also hilarious when you least expect it, and ties it all together in a really sweet ending. I will read it again and again!

hey, honey, you can be my new drug (you can be my new prescription) by scarmophogophs https://archiveofourown.org/works/35990224 This is my favorite hurt/comfort fic, and I’ve read a million of them! The Donna/Helen friend/boss energy (I cannot say enough good things about their dynamic) is a brilliant bonus, and I love the sweetness of the final scene!

One Good Reason by kcat1971 https://archiveofourown.org/works/13695738 I almost picked another expectant parent J/D fic, but this is definitely the crown jewel of the genre (so far!). It takes you on an odyssey from the moment they find out to the day they hold their little girl in their arms. It’s part of a series spanning about 30 stories that begin with J/D eloping to Hawaii, but it’s also good as a stand-alone. It was the first full universe for J/D I ever read, and I fell completely in love with it. And as an added bonus, Sam and Ainsley get married! There’s something for nearly every pairing.

Expecting Felicity by spybaby47 https://archiveofourown.org/works/29083599/chapters/71391675 This is the only non-J/D fic on my list, but it well earns its place. I have come to know this author as a beta reader, WW contemporary, and as a co-writer, and there is no better Jed/Abbey surprise baby AU than Felicity Bartlet. If you’re a fan of expectant parent fics, and of Jed and Abbey, then there is no better fic than this one.

2) Do you have a favorite character to write? Favorite ship(s) to write? Are there characters or ships you'd like to write more of?

My absolute favorite character to write is Donna. I have so many headcanons for her (particularly that reach high and line up with my own life), it’s hard to believe. Same with my favorite ships: J/D and their family, obviously, then Sam/Ainsley, and Jed/Abbey. I’d actually really like to write more Jed/Abbey, and Matt/Helen Santos. They are unexplored territory as far as the series and fanfics go.

3) Tell us about your writing process (setup/location? Night or day? Snacks/beverages? Computer/phone/notebook? Music or silence? Anything else you want to share is welcome!)

I usually write at my desk in my room (I do my best work when I’m sitting up and alert). In the past, I’ve started in the evenings, then work throughout the next day until it’s done, but lately I’ve gradually started early the next day and work throughout the day (again, until it’s done). I write on my laptop because it’s easier to catch mistakes that way. Sometimes I’ll listen to music if it helps me get in a zone, but sometimes writing’s all I need.

4) What writing advice do you have for others who may be reading this?

Don’t get too beat up when you make continuity mistakes. I’ve had to tell myself that quite a few times.

5) From where do you usually draw your inspiration? (Other forms of media, music, tropes, etc?)

My AU ideas mostly come from movies and other TV shows. My headcanons often comes from my favorite things, things that happen to me, or ideas that’ll just pop into my head. Sometimes I’ll also listen to a song and have an idea for my canon. That happened to me last year, when I first heard Martina McBride’s tribute song to women battling breast cancer, and it turned into my fic, “I’m Gonna Love You Through It”.

6) What is the fic you've written that you're most proud of and why?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36336937

This is a tough one! I’d have to say the story I’m most proud of is my Sam/Ainsley fic “The Journey”. Along with the previous fic I just mentioned, this was one where I was worried about touching some raw nerves. But all my research paid off, and I got nothing but positive praise for how I handled the subject matter.

7) What's the fic trope/concept/AU you'd read 1000 of? What's the fic trope/concept/AU you'd write 1000 of?

The fic trope I would read a thousand of are expectant parent/birth fics-any couple. I’ve always loved watching labor and birth scenes/stories, so any opportunity I can get to write a pregnancy/labor/birth story, I’m taking it!

And as far as writing, I would write both that and wedding fics. I love doing the research for weddings, particularly those that take place in another time period.

8) Is there anything you'd like to try writing-wise that you haven't yet?

I would love to write more pre-canon. I think it is such rich territory, and also an opportunity to show how our characters may have met up before canon. And also, I would love to develop my post-canon world even more, way post-series to see where our characters and their families ended up.

9) What's your go-to Starbucks/coffee shop/other drink order?

I’m not much of a coffee/tea/caffeine drinker, so my favorite drink order is probably hot chocolate or lemonade.

10) Do you have any current projects you'd like to promote or anything upcoming you'd like to tell us about?

I have a Big Block of Cheese Day Halloween fic in my plans, and of course my trope fest fics! I would also like to announce a reboot of my co-written series with Jed/Abbey writer spybaby47. That should be up in the next couple of months, as well as an AU I'm currently writing with them.

Submitted questions:

(Some questions may be edited to avoid repetition)

From @Audedeu: What's the story you had the most fun writing / to write? And which one was the most "sad", like you were crying when you were typing, lol ?

I think my favorite story to write was my Gilmore Girls-style small-town AU, “It Takes A Village” (https://archiveofourown.org/works/28346970) And the fic I had the hardest time writing, the one that was the most “sad”, was my J/D anniversary fic, “Then, Now, and Forever”, particularly the last vignette I wrote (https://archiveofourown.org/works/31939990)

From @S4MWILSON: funniest fic you’ve ever read? saddest? most thought provoking? fave rarepair ship, underrated ep, side character? #1 song for ur ship? wildest au you’ve ever thought of? ship you’ve never written for but would love to? tww crossover w what show?

Funniest fic I’ve ever read: Conspiracy by @hufflepuffhermione https://archiveofourown.org/works/31211078

Saddest fic I’ve ever read: Broken Glass by sekinsey68 https://archiveofourown.org/works/15106631

Most thought-provoking: I fall apart (and I thought I was so smart) by @rosieposiepie https://archiveofourown.org/works/30626918

Underrated episode: The White House Pro-Am

Underrated side character: Carol

#1 J/D song: “When You Say Nothing At All” by Keith Whitley

Wildest AU: Sam/Josh AU where Donna’s their surrogate. https://archiveofourown.org/works/27547978

Ship I’ve never written for but would love to: I’d love to write for Charlie/Zoey.

TWW Crossover: ER, Gilmore Girls, basically any 2000s show

From @flowersinapril_: are there any other movies that you would use as the basis for an AU?

Also fave shows that aren’t TWW?

Good questions! 1) On the romcom side, I’m thinking Mamma Mia (just because I’d love to see Josh, Cliff, Jack, and/or Colin in a lineup), and on the drama side, maybe Titanic or Parenthood (movie or TV)

2) My favorite shows besides TWW are Gilmore Girls, ER, The Brady Bunch, and The Mary Tyler Moore Show

From @JessBakesCakes: I’m curious how you balance the existing characters and canon universes for your AUs with the characters from TWW you introduce. How do you decide what to change and what to keep from each world?

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castle 7x7 Once Upon a Time in the West

the western episode liveblog

Lucky me I spent like 2.5 hours working on a supper that says it should take 35 mins bc I needed to make more for my uncle & I decided to take it slow instead of speeding thru at kitchen pace & also my finger has a hole slashed on it & honestly supper is still cooking in some ways.

Anyway liveblog time

All this medical jargon. At least we get the witnesses name right away.

Diamondback? *Immediately has a seizure*

Why clink glass when everyone is already there?

Brevity is the soul of wit (clipping) We got married! Their faces so good. The slow fall of javi's into a sneer/frown, lanie's fall into sad & slightly more open rather than just a smile, kevin's look between the two & blink JE: You guys suck. KR: What – why did you do that? LP: Hold – hold up. No, no, no, no, no.

they all just *turn* to look at martha Right drink ok

LP: Hold this (hold my beer) LP: I am your maid of honor. I haven’t had a carb in months, just in case I had to put that damn dress back on. KB: And you look great. LP: Save the flattery. Kate, you owe me dinner. I’m picking the restaurant and we’re ordering all the desserts. KB: (meekly) Okay. (I like how she's mad, says her piece, gets her apology dinner agreed to, & then forgives her & hugs her.)

*Lanie punches rick just a little bit* Guys! *dark strings that go just a little lower in anger* (clipping)

WE didn't get that call. Once again, not invited. & hey when I was a kid I made a skit on the Nativity of Christ by myself & when Mary & Joseph got married I didn't think of "I do" as the marriage, I didn't think of rings, I didn't think of vows, I thought of dancing. My stuffed animal that was Joseph & I (playing Mary) spun in circles together while I sang. To me, a wedding is about dancing. What I mean by this is: the reception is more important than actually getting married so don't worry u didn't miss a thing

RC: Could have been worse KB: It still might be. I mean, who knows what they’re doing to our place right now.

RC: Our place. Our. We’re married. We’re married. (he grabs her arm and links it with his) We did it, Mrs. Castle. KB: We certainly did, Mr. Beckett. RC: WAIT UNLESS THAT ADDS ANOTHER NAME TO HIS NAMES. Richard Alexander Edgar Rodgers Castle Beckett.

Why an island getaway if he's afraid of the ocean?

She looks good btw, nice hair. HOLY CRAP THAT HOSPITAL EMPLOYEE WEARING A JACKET OVER HER SCRUBS, i THOUGHT WAS A DOCTOR COVERED IN BLOOD & SHE WAS JUST CHATTING CASUALLY OUTSIDE AN OPERATING ROOM.

aT LEAST HE'S TRYING TO BE POSITIVE ABOUT MURDERS NOT MAI TAIS. whoops i didnt' realize caps lock was on. Also it is hard to type when I have a possible tendon injury in my finger

KB: And she believed she was a victim of foul play? Yay murder victim helping ppl know that they ARE a murder victim before they die! Dr: Yes, and so do I. Heart medicine? cardiac arrest? wait WHY is it lethal when unrefined? It is the same drug, just has other stuff near it like... fibre & calories & water from the plant... Unless the drug is actually altered on a chemical level... idrk. But yeah foxglove is medicinal & toxic. Why would the doctor want the detectives to do that? idk. Doesn't matter. All good.

Dagmar. (love-- I forget what I was writing, it's been a week or several. Oh wait maybe I was saying that I love people who sponsor disadvantaged children.)

Her mom only passed this recently? Oh & ew internship.

utter, whittle, such good diction *looks at him* Castle would be really smart abt this tho, he would give two smart answers, & then he'd say "third while you thought I was playing on my phone I found out it was a ranch in arizona"

but what's a "dude" ranch? XD esposito & castle XD they're still mad legit just tosses them his wallet XD

Sus (short, last minute, only 3 days) Beckett just does the time zone math in her head!? & according to sito the snake key is her bunkhouse key... "cowboy activities" so gay sex /j but also lol define cowboy activities, shovelling poop & breaking down your cattle into quarters for sale? she left her stuff OR she didn't bring it back with her bc she was in such a hurry

lol big boy & it hits him in the forehead

Video calls, ah yes. It's about the economy of the town, keeping people employed. Or yeah no it's personal. Love the set design too btw

Gates is pretty Sito shup. GATES OMG "I’m sure it was Mr. Castle’s fault." GATES OMG

RC: Well, look at this place. I mean, it’s got beautiful skies, wide open spaces, the thrill of the old west? (she’s still confused) What better place for an impromptu honeymoon? (her jaw drops) For the investigation, of course. We could jump on a plane and be there in a few hours. *right in front of gates* KB: No, Castle. We are not having a honeymoon at a dude ranch! ("a" honeymoon) Arguing so good RC: Well – it could be our cover story. We’re a newlywed couple with a hankering for the wild frontier, right? And look, Beckett. I know you want to see justice brought to this young woman’s killer. And … this … this is the only way. VG: I hate to say this, but your husband may be right. KB: *turns to look at her bc 1- why r u defending him, & 2- why are YOU defending HIM?* rysposito shared communication (Yeehaw) fricking love it. So excited for this ep.

(btw, I must have started this liveblog on the 27th; it is now oct 10, so you can see how busy my life is) clipping the fun intro but that horse whinney is the typical stock audio

Wow pretty people

Castle already looks kinda normal.

RC: Best honeymoon ever.

*Right out of the stagecoach KB steps into a pile of horse poop. She cringes.*

Love his outfit!!

James Grady. That's like James Jim Brady who disappeared mysteriously with Absolom Abbie Halkett. Love the language they use 'round here btw. Red bandannas is a good marker for the hands I think.

Aww upgraded them! Oh wait she was emailing about the fact that she was in room 14, the snake key wasn't relevant

JG: That’s my missus. Like yours, she runs the show here.

Castle speaking reminds me of firefly.

She's soo pretty

RC: Whoa. This is like, three fantasies coming true all at one. Only thing missing is … Gentlemen James, where do we get the replica guns? (he gestures shooting) Like yours. JG: Replica? Son, this is Arizona. It’s open carry.

Colt 45 babes

RC: (awed) I want to be him when I grow up. KB: (shrugs) Well yeah, if you grow up. JG: It’s all about practice, which you can do with one of our firearms, available for purchase at our gift shop. They just sell guns at gift shops in arizona? what!?!?

you mean ESPOSITO was wrong abt it being her bunk key.

RC: Are you looking for disinfectant? KB: Clues. Remember? Whitney was staying here. except she was NOT... this was not her room key.

whether we like it or not (big bro said aww)

He opens a door that turns out to be to the bathroom. But the bathroom isn’t empty. Tobias: Howdy, partner. RC shuts the door and turns back to KB. RC: I don’t know if it comes with the room, but there’s a naked cowboy shaving in our bathroom. This scene killed me. Just closes the door back on him. Tobias: Well, I guess when they found out that me and her both enjoyed chasing cowboys they figured what the heck. VERY authentic Tobias: I like my coffee like I like my men: strong, black, and bitter.

Tea (scandalbroth) (big bro loves this, he says "I love this faggot")

Of course they have a gay gossip at the cowboy honeymoon retreat. KB: So we procrastinate and make stuff up?

Well because you're more physically capable of hogtying beckett, you're the angry cop with training, he's the physically big writer who fences. But he gave you gunslinging!

they're allowed their phones?

Looove the outfits btw but I'm not taking a pic rn I have no time & don't have em standing beside each other.

KB: Hey Ryan, how’s it going? KR: Oh, wonderful. In fact, we were just discussing your nuptials. JE: Not the actual event, since neither of us were there. KB: Guys, is this really why you’re calling? KR: Partly, yes. JE: And we have news. Here’s the good: MTA cameras show that Whitney’s bags were left on the subway. KR: Here’s the bad news: they were stolen by a homeless man. But we put out a BOLO. Hopefully somebody will recognize him.

Wax covered cardboard? I thought that was like a broccoli case

She can tie up castle like how the bear tying class unus annus did tied up mark

Look at her nice & red dress

RC: I’ll take a coffin varnish. Bartender (who looks kinda cool ig): Some what? RC: You know, a gut warmer. Face burner. Nose paint? Cowboy cocktail? (the BARTENDER looks at him blankly) What do you all call whiskey here? Bartender: Whiskey RC: *flails his hand*

my man has an eyepatch wait XD keep an eye out! Castle!

Ollie: This isn’t a ring. It’s a noose.

Oh the bells are the signal for the ace up the sleeve thing & time for the gunfight.

Whitney did! *doesn't talk to whitney bc she dead* Ollie! Up high! Good on Castle for faking it with Ollie & Ollie for playing along so they can have their fight in private. Great dynamic. But the interruption made them both chill out a bit more.

Ranch key! *lock breaks*

Nice blowtorch but where the heck is it?

Dynamite IS covered in waxed paper but I thought of broccoli lol

Oh no we are going to receive some good old fashioned racism. My fnmi ass sitting over here waiting tensely 1876 babey!

CLIPPING RYAN ESPOSITO XD XD castle could have totally greased a palm for a truck.

15 miles on horseback? 4mph, that's 3 & a half hours or so bought himself a gun lol. I mean hey I'm anti gun but I love a sixshot. wait his& hers wedding gift guns? lmao that's great! But how will they get them back home?

love the fire there. If they're at a canter the entire way they could get there in 1h but thet ain't happening.

Yavapai dude: Seriously? You’re rolling up to the reservation dressed like extras from a Gene Autry movie? That’s some real cultural insensitivity. KB: Sorry. Sir, we didn’t mean any offense. We’re – we’re vacationing at Diamondback. YD: Yeah, I figured that. I was just messing with you folks. Relax.

Loooove languages. I watch murdoch mysteries & a lot of the languages are algonquian which means that since I know a bit of cree I can sometimes parse what they mean but these are words farther south. I don't know em.

KB: Yeah. I mean, the historical society, the Yavapai word, the dynamite. How does all of that add up to someone poisoning Whitney? It just doesn’t make sense.

He DID learn smth at the harmonica class!!! Cruising down the river? Let me call you sweetheart I'm in love with you? Magical, drinking champagne out of tin cups. Which one of them knew how to start a fire. *stripping* *there's a snake* *beckett fucking shoots it!?!?* *ryan & esposito run*

ryan & esposito look good now but esposito was different yesterday

the peacock boys?

first name Javi Castle stuttering

right, always the barkeep even if there was no mistranslation it would still happen just from english to english

the dam!

RC: Of course I want to go after the gold! It’s gold! he's done treasure hunts with her before uwu

Slim's a girl! Clyde is whitney's father!

Mm music! fake eagle (red tailed hawk) sound effect them thar hills

He told her to go first but he's first in... RC: Because it’s still here. For over a century, fifty ingots of pure gold have been trapped in this cold, dark tomb, waiting patiently to be rescued. (he kneels by the trunk) You hear that, Beckett? You hear them calling?

That's not gold!

That's blunt force trauma!

Pd? phillip dagmar? I thought it was Police Department typical cops "it DOES make u look guilty"

Bro said "it's them" bc the sheffir didn't want beckett to investigate in the first place but now daisy mae & the sherrif are taking beckett one way & james grady is taking castle alone the other way...

& I suddenly remember the rest of the episode, big bro is not far off.

Clyde "just fell" (& you cradled him as he died which is why YOUR shirt was bloody) Who was your other partner? Cut to: big bro's prediction

The slight pushzoom there...

*got his gun* it would be fun if the barkeep just shoots him (-big bro) But his gun ould have the safety on, but possibly a bullet in the chamber.

oh the barkeep IS there! *just ducks down a bit*

"residance in the bone ortchard" or castle you COULD sit down & have another drink & pretend you didn't hear the call from ryan & let jimmy get away (& then go after him later)

of cour'se it's a deus ex machina

RC: good thing I married the fastest gun from the east

Ooh beckett's corset tho it's a bit tight but still nice.

they like to bitch ig but it is not even GOOD bitching sometimes. kind of annoying. & "we're the reason they fell in love in the first place" where's your justification there? When you were complaining TO THEM it was FUN! now it is not in the fun way it's just bitchy & salty.

JE: Nah, nah. You know what really gets me? Is that they only invited immediate family. What, we’re not family? KR: More like poor relations. VG hangs back and listens to them talk. KR: And we’re probably the reason they fell in love in the first place. JE: Right? VG: You know, I’ve been listening to your bellyaching for the last few days. And I have to ask, *calm voice* VG, still calm voice: what the hell’s wrong with you two? (the way she says it is so good but she's also right) JE: Come on, sir. It doesn’t bother you? VG: You really want to know what I think, Detectives? *Ryan goes to say something. Maybe. He moves his mouth.* VG: I think that the two of you should stop whining like two little schoolgirls who weren’t invited to the dance and be happy that your friends, you very dear friends, have found a way to make it work. Especially after all the hell those two have been through. Now, that’s what I think. She gives them a pointed look. They’re chastised. KR: Well, when you put it that way … JE: Yeah, I mean, I guess in some opinions we have been kind of jerks about it, so … KR: Right. VG: Yeah. You have. But, if you’re interested there might be something you can do to make it up to them. She smiles. They’re skeptical. *Looks to esposito for a sec*

"you didn't invite us to your wedding" "Yeah well I named horses after you"

she lassooed him with her hog tying skills!

supposed to be a wedding dress; is a stripper dress *walking to her tied up* two vacation days is not a lot but four is a lot.

They get two honeymoons!

Well now, that was fun! & I did spend a bit over an hour & a half... esp when you consider I already watched some earlier but shush I had fun & this is a rare occurrance these days with how demanding school has been. Man trade school is a lot of work.

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What about a Indian reader and She and Joker are eating Indian food and it’s jokers first time eating it????🩷

Hey hi anon!! This was buried in my emails (tumblr literally did not show it in my inbox! This dates back to Aug 30th!!!) 🖤✨

I probably have more requests than I think I do if I'm going by my email and not the blog ask box 😭 moving right along..... I'll panic on my own downtime.

Disclaimer: I’m not going to try and attempt to write about a culture I have no knowledge of. I’m so sorry anon in advance! I’m black, not Indian and I do not wish to disrespect your culture if I say something out of turn. I’ll try my best to fill your request but it’ll be surface level. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

I did extensive research to fill this one!

Joker does not care what part of the world you hail from. You can be from Antarctica and he’d still love you. It’s your character that he’s head over heels for. The way you carry yourself and the way you don’t put up with any of his nonsense. You aren’t afraid of him and you have patience that very few people possess.

He understands there is a huuuuuge culture difference between the two of you and he will never get in the way of your traditional practices, teachings, etc. If you do something out of the ordinary, he observes and files that information for a later date. He’s in awe most of the time whenever you introduce him to something and he never judges you.

When you speak in your native tongue, (I used Hindi here- terribly sorry if the translation is horrendous) Joker is automatically hypnotized with heart eyes and a dopey smile. It sounds so enchanting to his ears and oftentimes he forgets you’re not talking directly to him.

“Whatever ya say, Bunny.” cue you staring at Joker in confusion since he interrupted your phone call. “Shh, J! मैं फोन पर बात कर रहा हूं” You could’ve called him an illiterate purple platypus for all he knows, but the idiot just nods along as if he understands.

Has Joker fallen asleep to the sound of you talking in your native tongue? Yes, and he’ll do it again! He hides and listens to you and your mother talk on the phone on some mornings when he can't sleep. Your voice lulls him to sleep right there on the floor. You trip up on his slumbering body but pay him no mind as you start your house chores.

Moving on! He adores your traditional clothes!! The rich colors, the detailed fabrics, and textures all come together to transform you into a living, breathing goddess. You can make a trash bag look like high couture but the first time J saw you in a formal saree with beads and gold jewelry adorning your bronzed skin, his jaw fell to the floor. He couldn’t think straight as you fixed your hair in the mirror as you prepared to leave. You were going to a wedding, Joker thought you were a deity walking on Earth.

Best believe Joker followed you without your knowledge so he could see the ceremony for himself and he was floored. Everything was so beautiful and elaborate!! Even if he didn’t understand a single thing, he was inspired to learn. Knowledge is uhhh power.

The man is whipped for you. 👏🏾👏🏾 He studies your culture from top to bottom so he doesn’t accidentally disrespect you and he even tried to learn the language from your region. (Mac and Neo laughed for hours at that failed attempt)

You thought it was sweet but yeah… J does not need to speak your language to love you. (He sounds awful btw) Joker shows that he cares in other ways. He’s mindful of the little things you do or don’t do and he’s always down to try new things with you.

Which is why you wanted him to start eating more traditional dishes for dinner. You wanted to start J off with something simple before throwing him into the world of spices and complex flavors.

Joker ate sugar, junk food, and pre-packaged foods before you waltzed into his life. His knowledge of spices was salt, pepper, and a dash of paprika. Like? What? 🤦🏾‍♀️

It amazed you that men went to war for spices yet limit themselves to such bland food. Bless this Caucasian man. You love Joker, but his taste buds deserved better.

You started off slow and made a huge serving of samosas for an apartment complex meeting and packed a few in Joker’s to-go bag as an 'accident'. Joker called you in the middle of the night (still munching on them) asking you what they were. You could hear the crunchy crust over the phone as you padded to the kitchen for a midnight snack. You found some homemade Kulfi and sucked on it as Joker explained the snack to you.

It was like a kid discovering their favorite dish. He thanked you over and over for being such a sweet thing and cooking for him.

Up until then you made sure something American was on the table for him to eat while you ate dishes from your culture. That was gonna change little did he know.

Joker would eye how you didn’t eat with utensils much and he'd glare at the odd concoctions you passed as food in intrigue. His mild curiosity would end very soon. You set a time and a date to get him to officially try Indian food.

Joker made sure he was home before ten pm and burst through the door, hoping he wasn’t too late for dinner.

“I’m back, pretty girl. Did ya…” He stopped in his tracks when an explosion of aromas smacked him right in the face. It was coming from the kitchen but it hit him the second he walked into your penthouse. He couldn’t describe what it smelled like, it was simply phenomenal. His stomach growled just off of the scent alone.

You sent him a text reminding him not to eat anything and to come home with an open mind for dinner. You piqued his interest.

Usually Joker wouldn’t eat dinner with you on the nights he prowled Gotham City. He’d come back to your place around five or six in the morning and warm up whatever you fixed him (your dinner/his breakfast) before crashing. It's how things worked with the clashing work schedules.

However you begged and pleaded with Joker to call the night early, before it truly began, and come home to eat with you.

He wasn’t expecting all this.

You decorated the table with a rounded tray filled with vibrant sauces chutneys, pilled high with some kind of bread, rice, and other mixtures, and aromatic fixings. Joker eyed the candles you lit and was wondering where you were when you emerged from the kitchen with a pitcher of water.

His eyes softened seeing you in a stunning saree. It was the same one he commented on when you unpacked it from its original boxing.

Sure it was a little too fancy to be wearing around the house and your mother would scold you if you got it dirty, but you wanted to dress up for Joker. Tonight was special in a way.

“सुस्वागत” you mumbled but then remembered Joker couldn’t translate. “Welcome home.” You gestured to the spray of food on the table. “I offer you a thali. It's a variety of dishes that represent a balanced diet."

Joker walked over to the table and you trailed behind him, pointing things out as you explained.

“That’s a mango chutney. We call that dal. Oh that’s murgh mahani." He furrowed his eyes at a bowl. "That’s just rice Joker. I didn’t make it fancy." He laughed and made a comment about the bread looking more fluffier than normal.

"Oh c'mon J, you had my naan before. This one is just garlicky to go with the yogurt.” you finished explaining everything and an awkward silence fell over you both.

Joker nodded to himself but he didn’t say much else. It was a lot to take in and you picked up his reserved demeanor.

“If it's too much, I can defrost some samosas that you like or we can order take-out or or..”

You were rambling. A habit of yours that he loved to pieces. Joker didn’t know why you were so nervous but he smirked before leaning down and kissing you speechless. You rested your hand on his chest and blinked in confusion when he backed away and sat down at the low table you set up instead of the normal western dining table.

You really went all out for this so he'd try to have an open mind here.

“Is there a uhh order, I gotta eat this in?” He asked. There were so many individual bowls before him and he finally noticed the entire spread was atop a banana leaf of some sorts.

This was too cool, he felt like a seasoned traveler being honored at the elder's table. If only the native would participate.... you thought.

He took his eyes off the food to find your hesitant e/c gaze. You were still standing in that gorgeous gown of yours. He’d appreciate that later tonight… but for now.. he was rather hungry for actual food.

“Well Bunny? Can I just dive in orrr whaT?” Joker clicked his tongue and you blinked out of your fog.

You managed to hear what he said and laughed to yourself before joining him on the floor.

Why were you so bent out of shape over finally embracing your culture with Joker? This man would accept anything you offered and he would never turn down food if you made it. Being accepted was a new concept to you so yeah you got emotional.

You dabbed at your lash line for any stray tears and clapped your hands together.

“Yes! There’s an order, J. Thali is all balanced. Here, I’ll help you. You are only to eat with the fingers of your right hand. Okay?” You demonstrated by scooping up some rice with a bite of vegetables.

You brought it to his mouth and he kept eye contact with you as he opened his mouth for the morsel.

Joker groaned, causing you to blush. Your fingers brushed his lips as you leaned back. "D-Do you like it?"

Like it? This was just the beginning of a long course and it already tasted better than anything he'd eaten in Gotham! (Excluding your cooking of course) And you made this as a side dish!? Nah, he loved it.

Green eyes bore into your soul, "I want more."

#thanks anon!#thanks for the ask!#ledger joker x reader #reader insert #joker x y/n #ledger joker #romance #heath joker #the dark knight joker #indian!fem!reader #i apologise in advance #if the translation is horrid #writing outside of my comfort zone #swf headcanon #Joker being so accepting #culture appropriation #his lighthouse

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