#write joly really really well

[whorejolras]

i'm saying it. i don't think joly would work in a hospital. i think his medical career would be informed by his politics + radicalisation and his + his friends regular drug use, he would be outraged at how the medical industry handles drug users, also at the medical industrial complex in general, so he would find a reputable community led harm reduction organisation to work for 🫶🏻

[mercymornsimpathizer]

an even less exhaustive list of femme literature

since a made of a list of butch lit, I thought it would be nice to make a list of femme writing by (mostly) femme authors as well. books I've read myself in bold; take the rest with a grain of salt. I'd really appreciate additions, especially of fiction!

fiction:

dykette by jenny fran davis

perfume and pain by anna dorn

trash by dorothy allison

all the pretty girls by chandra mayor

femme confidential by nairne holtz

bottle rocket hearts by zoe whittall

nonfiction:

brazen femme: queering feminity ed chloe brushwood rose and anna camilleri

femme: feminists, lesbians, and bad girls ed laura harris and elizabeth crocker

the femme mystique ed leslea newman

out of the closet and nothing to wear by leslea newman

fierce femmes and notorious liars by kai cheng thom

dirty river by leah lakshmi piepzna-samarasinha

s/he by minnie bruce pratt

naked in the promised land by lillian faderman

a restricted country by joan nestle

rust belt femme by raechel anne jolie

my dangerous desires by amber hollibaugh

odd girls and twilight lovers by lillian faderman

another mother tongue by judy grahn

boots of leather, slippers of gold by elizabeth lapovsky and madeline davis

the persistent desire ed joan nestle

persistence: all way butch and femme ed ivan coyote and zena sharman

articles/essays:

our own words by rosza daniel lang/levitsky in e-flux

high femme camp antics by jenny fran davis in la review of books

with gratitude and struggle by nan alamilla boyd in autostraddle

that time I went on a lesbian cruise and blew up my life by shannon keating in buzzfeed

femme-inism by paula austin in colonize this!

[poetsblvd]

SKINCARE BABE ꪆৎ CL16

“How do you not get confused at all?” Charles mumbles in awe of your skincare collection, staring at the jars and tubes of different sizes that sit prettily in organised containers on the large vanity of your bathroom.

You shrug, pulling him lightly by his knuckles towards a seat facing your bathroom mirror. “You get used to it, now sit!”

He smiles softly taking a seat on the cushioned stool next to yours, nodding as you pull out an array of different types of face masks to try with him.

“I have so many fun ones we can do! There’s this clay mask, this gel one, that’s a sheet mask, and then this one peels off.” A delicately manicured finger pulls out the containers and thin boxes from cabinets and lays them down in front of him.

He doesn’t quite know what you’re saying at all, the words mostly fly over his head and he doesn’t understand much of what you’re saying, except that maybe the world has far too many face masks to choose from, but he knows he can listen to you prattle on for hours on end about sheet masks, gel under eye patches, everything really, and never tire.

You hum in concentration, still looking through drawers for anything you may be missing to show him, completely unaware of your boyfriends’ attention being solely on you rather than your skincare.

“You’re so beautiful, you know?” He murmurs smiling up at you.

Your hands pause in their movements, a pretty flush creeping up your cheeks and down your neck, only endearing you more to him.

His hands come to rub at his chest unconsciously still staring at you in awe, a soft gooey feeling coating him turning his eyes into hearts and making his brain go almost numb.

‘’Tellement jolie.” He smiles, large hands carefully sliding around your waist and pulling you closer to stand in front of him, chin resting on the pretty pink silk robe that coats your body. ( so pretty )

“Mon belle amour, comment ai-je eu autant de chance?” He wonders, laughing softly when your hands bashfully come up to cover your face, french glossy nails shining in the light. ( my beautiful love, how did i get so lucky? )

“Charlie!” You whine, dragging out his name in exasperation mumbling a shy I love you, that’s incredibly well received if his ear splitting grin and giggle are anything to go by.

He tugs you onto his lap, making sure you’re comfortable, hands still woven tightly around your waist, his head in the crook of your neck, he smears a soft kiss on your shoulders and nudges you to the face masks again.

“Tell me what face mask you like the most mon beau.” You pull out a small glass pot labeled ‘volcanic clay mask’ and he fights all his inner questions down when you start rattling off its benefits of how it minimises pores and helps target fine lines?

“Okay amour, will you put it on for me?” He smiles cheesily, pushing his face forward and turning you around in his hold.

“We have to push your hair back first love.” You pull out a brand new headband from the drawer next to you and present it to him, grinning at his loud bark of laughter at the lightning mcqueen skincare headband in front of of him.

“Oh my God!”

“You like it?” You question, happiness bubbling inside you.

Nodding eagerly he lets you slip it onto his head and push back his hair “Love it! Love you, so much, Je t’aime mon coeur.”

“Je t’aime aussi Cha.”

“Wow, I am going to be the coolest in the paddock, Lightning mcqueen headband? Max is going to be so jealous.”

love note , hi i hope you guys liked this!! i’m not the most pleased with this but i had the teeniest crumb of inspo to write and it’s 4:20 am (again) so please bear with me!! but i found the idea cute and i was struggling to put it into words, but it is what it is! also i have a bunch of reqs in my inbox that i promos i’ll get to, but i’m recovering from the most disgusting flu and have the most awful writers block, so we’ll go slow and steady!! anyways happy reading mwah xx

[spencerlicious]

could i request emily x polyglot!reader? someone finds out r can speak multiple languages, so naturally derek challenges her and em to see who can speak the most languages

so emily and r get into a language competition (?) and the 2 make a bet of whoever wins, gets a special prize from the loser *wink wonk* pls? it starts with innocent foreign banyer then ends up gettin dirtier if that makes sense? top!em pls 😊

thank u for reading, if ur not comfortable its all good! :D

hi anon!! thank you for the request <3 this is a super good idea, i was very excited to write it. it kind of morphed from your request a bit, but the main idea is still there. i do want to specify that i am by no means fluent or even proficient in any of the languages used in this fic (besides english 😭) because let’s be real— 4 years of spanish did *not* stick with me, so i used quite a bit of google translate. you might want to keep it handy too! i hope you enjoy :)

p.s. this is my first fic in a very very long time, please be kind <3

love language

emily prentiss x fem!reader

rating: 18+ MDNI

warnings: smut, cursing, oral (r receiving), fingering, dom!emily, i think that’s it?

w.c.: 1.3k

It was a long day for the members of the BAU. Back-to-back-to-back cases on short amounts of sleep were starting to wear on the team, and it didn’t help that the current case was stumping them.

“Oh, look at this, guys,” Morgan says, showing a picture from the newest crime scene. “Looks like there’s some writing in another language.”

You drop your head into your hands, taking a deep breath as you try to reset yourself and focus on the case.

“Looks like French, where’s Emily?” JJ asks.

You study the picture for a second before speaking up. “Dire la vérité— tell the truth.”

Morgan’s eyes cut to you. “Y/N, you speak French? And really, where is Prentiss?”

You’re about to respond as the door opens and Emily walks in from the bathroom. “Emily, did you know Y/N speaks French?”

Her face is surprised. “Huh. I didn’t. What else are you keeping from us?” She jokes.

Your eyebrows raise and you smile. “I speak a little bit more than French,” you say, not wanting to brag.

“What other languages do you speak?” Reid asks curiously.

“Well, French, and also Spanish, German, and Italian. Mostly Romance languages,” you say.

“Here’s a challenge,” Derek says. “Which one of you can speak in a different language for the longest?”

“¿Cómo no sabía que eras políglota?” Emily asks, effectively starting the competition.

“Nunca surgió en la conversación,” you respond plainly.

She laughs. “¡Podríamos haber estado teniendo conversaciones secretas todo este tiempo!”

“¿Qué tipo de conversaciones secretas te gustaría tener, Prentiss?” You say, raising an eyebrow.

She blushes slightly, flustered. She switches to French, trying to keep you on your toes. “Eh bien, je ne sais pas. Des trucs qu'on ne veut pas que Morgan écoute.” Her eyes flit to Morgan’s as she mentions him and he looks confused.

“What are the two of you talking about? And what are you saying about me?” He asks, looking between you and Emily.

You let out a small chuckle. “Tu ne veux juste pas que Derek m'entende te traiter de jolie et qu'il devienne jaloux, hmm?”

“This is all well and good, but shouldn’t we be getting back to the case?” Reid interjects.

“Yes, definitely,” you say, straightening your hair and pulling yourself back into focus mode.

After some more discussion on the use of a foreign language at the crime scene, the team decides to break for lunch. You take a quick trip to the bathroom and end up washing your hands at the same time as Emily.

“So, what was that?” She asks.

You’re caught off guard. “What was what?”

“You think I’m pretty,” she replies. “You told me I’m pretty in French. What was that about?”

You stammer a bit. “Well, I do think you’re pretty, Emily. I think you’re beautiful,” you admit.

“It’s interesting,” she says, stepping closer to you and placing a hand on your waist. “You speak three romance languages, and while it’s not the same meaning, you picked the most romantic language to compliment me in. Even if I couldn’t tell from the long glances and the way your heart is pounding right now, that alone would’ve told me what I’m pretty sure I know,” she finishes, looking you dead in the eyes.

Her hand is heavy on your waist and your mind is racing. “And what do you know?”

Emily’s other hand trails from your shoulder to your jaw and pulls your chin up so you’re forced to look in her eyes. “You have feelings for me,” she states.

You hold her gaze for a second. “I hate profilers.” There’s a noticeable tension between the two of you before Emily smirks at you. You feel yourself inching closer to her and then you’re pressing your lips to hers. She reciprocates the kiss without hesitation, and you feel her hands pull you in by your hips.

The kiss gets broken and Emily rests her forehead on yours as you catch your breath. Your eyes meet and you share a smile. “Embrasse-moi encore, s'il te plaît,” you say softly.

“Oui chérie,” she replies, already leaning into kiss you again. Her lips meet yours in a passionate kiss and she pushes you up against the door of the bathroom. She flips the lock of the door. Emily doesn’t want anyone interrupting.

Emily’s breath was warm against your neck as she kissed the tender skin. Pulling the collar of your shirt aside, she sucks a deep purple mark into your collar bone, drawing soft whines from you. “Shhh baby, don’t want the others to hear you, right?” She says, kissing the skin she marked soothingly.

She switches languages again and whispers in your ear. “¿Que quieres, hermosa?”

You meet her eyes and can feel the lust practically radiating off of Emily. “Want you to touch me,” you respond.

Within seconds, she’s on the floor in front of you, unzipping your slacks. Her fingers trace you through your panties. “You’re soaked, baby,” she says.

“For you,” you say, bracing your hands on the wall behind you as she teases you.

Emily pulls your panties down and rests your leg on her shoulder as her fingers find your clit. It’s almost electric, the way she rubs tight circles into the bundle of nerves. “Emily,” you moan out her name.

Her ministrations stop, causing you to whine out again at the loss of contact. “What did I tell you? Not a sound, or I’ll stop completely.”

You nod, covering your mouth with one hand as Emily runs her tongue through your wet cunt. She groans at the taste. “You’re fucking delicious,” she says, voice deep and dripping with arousal. It’s nearly impossible to stay quiet as her lips close around your clit, teeth gently scraping, making your legs tremble.

Your hands find a home tangled in Emily’s hair as you hold her face close. Her tongue slides back from your clit to your entrance. Your teeth clamp down against your lower lip as Emily’s tongue plunges inside of you. Her face is wet with your slick as she tongue fucks you, the sight alone bringing you close to the edge.

Emily then licks back through your cunt, sucking on your clit as she pushes a finger inside of you. Clouded in pleasure, you can’t focus on anything except the need to cum as she adds another finger and your walls are clenching around her. “Squeezing me so good baby, you want to cum?” she asks.

Your head nods frantically. “Yes— please, wanna cum,” you say breathily.

Emily curls her fingers up to press against that spongy spot inside of you. “Cum for me,” she commands, returning to suck at your clit as she hits your G-spot over and over again.

Your body shakes as she sends you over the edge of your orgasm. Her name is falling from your lips in a quiet whisper as you soak her fingers and face.

“You did so good for me,” she says, standing up and kissing your temple.

Catching your breath feels difficult, but you begin to fix your clothes and look presentable.

“Это было так хорошо, озорная девчонка,” Emily says, fixing her lipstick in the bathroom mirror.

“You may have just rocked my world, Prentiss, but I did not gain the ability to speak Russian,” you laugh.

The two of you make eye contact in the mirror, which starts you both up laughing, when a knock sounds from the door. You freeze, flushing in embarrassment.

Emily unlocks the bathroom door, opens it, and finds an impatient JJ awaiting you. “What are the two of you doing? We have an unsub to catch,” she says, turning around and heading back to the rest of the team.

Emily throws you a wink and follows after JJ.

You’re pretty positive this isn’t going to be a one-time thing.

[idiopath-fic-smile]

If you are still taking Halloween fic requests:

Member of a monster-themed novelty band Grantaire x Actual Vampire Enjolras

oh HELL YEAHHHHHH

i'd apologize for the ensuing silliness but you can probably gather that is a hallmark of the fledgling "monster-themed novelty band x actual literal monster" genre. this is part one; i may write more tomorrow

“Grantaire,” Joly panted, “come quick, it’s a party emergency!”

Grantaire, who might as well have lived inside a glass case labeled BREAK IN CASE OF PARTY EMERGENCY, flipped himself right side up from where he’d been about to attempt a keg stand, and nodded solemnly, clapping his hands together. The blood rushed back to his head in a giddy wave.

“What do you need?” he asked.

Joly nodded at Bossuet to explain as the three of them barreled down the hallway.

“Here’s the thing,” said Bossuet, “we hired a band tonight, but the lead singer got way too high and now he thinks he needs to liberate all the notes from his guitar.”

Grantaire cocked his head to one side. “Does that explain why someone’s spent the past hour loudly and determinedly playing scales?”

“I don’t pretend to understand the inebriate’s mind!” Joly shouted, gesticulating wildly. The effect was slightly undercut by the bottle of gin in his hand.

“Point is,” said Bossuet, still walking at an almost-run, “we already rounded up Eponine and Bahorel. We need you guys to take the stage and salvage what’s left of tonight. C’mon, Bahorel says your sound is really getting there.”

“We’re not a band,” Grantaire insisted. “We’re a support group that keeps getting noise violations. We’ve never even played a gig.” He knew he probably sounded whiny but it had been a long week. His minimum possible math requirement was kicking his ass. “Besides, I had plans for tonight. I was gonna get laid.” Or at least, he was going to do his damnedest. Believe in yourself. Manifest your dreams. No I in team.

Bossuet simultaneously peered at Grantaire and pulled him through a door. “Is that why you’re dressed as…god, I don’t know, what do you call all this?”

“I thought he was an Animorph,” announced Joly. “Like, at a midpoint in the transformation to some kind of hairy animal.”

Grantaire coughed.

“Sorry,” said Joly easily. “A Sexy Mid-Transformation Animorph.”

“Shit, take in some culture once in a while, this is embarrassing,” said Grantaire. He gestured at the wolf ears on his headband, the fur glued to the cuffs of his shirtsleeves, the canine nose he’d drawn over his own with Eponine’s eyeliner pencil, the strategically ripped shirt and jeans. “I’m a Sexy Wolfman,” he said. “Obviously.”

He and Eponine, who had watched Ginger Snaps every day for the past month, had agreed to go as a pair of werewolves, but then Eponine had abandoned their pack of two to go make out with Cosette, which he really should’ve seen coming. He couldn’t even hold it against her; Eponine had been “casually” memorizing Cosette’s general weekly schedule for the past couple of semesters, when she wasn’t watching Cosette moony-eyed from the other side of the Quad. It was all probably very cute.

“Well, Wolfman,” said Bossuet, nudging Grantaire in the direction of the makeshift stage, where Bahorel was taking a seat behind the drums and Eponine was—reluctantly, by the look of it—re-tuning her borrowed bass. “You three have about thirty seconds to think of a band name.”

Grantaire picked up the electric guitar and raised his eyebrows at Eponine, whose lupine makeup was now marred by bright red lip marks, like something from a cartoon. Her own lips were smeared crimson, which was to be expected, but.

“She stopped to kiss you multiple times on the cheek?” he muttered.

“Shut up,” said Eponine, visibly blushing. “How’s your quest for a meaningless hookup?”

Grantaire let out a long breath. “Not even the furries are biting,” he admitted as Eponine snickered.

“Band names, people,” said Bahorel. He adjusted a cymbal. “I don’t have all night.”

“Hello,” Grantaire intoned into the microphone. “We are Not Even the Furries Are Biting! This first song—”

“Gonna kill you and make it look like an accident,” Eponine crooned low in his ear. “The embarrassing kind. Toilet-related.”

The thing was, in their capacity as a very loud sort-of group therapy session, with October 31st on the horizon, they had actually been talking about the appeal of wolves as a metaphor for the parts of oneself that felt wild or lonely or unlovable. To that effect, they’d been toying with a couple songs.

Maybe, thought Grantaire, this would not be a complete and total clusterfuck.

They played “I was a Teenage Werewolf” by The Cramps. They played “I’m The Wolf Man” by Round Robin. They played “Werewolf” by The Frantics. Any time he, Bahorel, or Eponine ran into a snag—a fumbled note, a missed beat, a patch that wasn’t perfectly memorized—Grantaire attempted to cover for them by throwing back his head and wailing, as if he was losing more and more of his grip on his humanity.

They were just finishing the first verse of The Black Keys’ “Howling for You” when Grantaire saw him: a tall, handsome stranger lingering at the back edge of the room, with intense eyes and an even more intense air of stone-cold sobriety. He wasn’t smiling, wasn’t frowning, just—looking. Disapprovingly? Apathetically? Saddled with a bad case of heartburn? It was hard to tell.

The chorus started up, and Grantaire sang along with Eponine and Bahorel:

“Da da da da da, da da da da da da—”

Grantaire grinned as more and more of the crowd joined in—pulled along less by the band’s general prowess or charisma and more by a drunk college student’s inherent love of an easy earworm, but Grantaire wasn’t splitting hairs at this point.

“Da da da da da, da da da da da—”

A sea of bobbing, singing partygoers, and there on the fringes, Offensively Sober Guy stood perfectly still, watching Grantaire so intently that Grantaire almost forgot the words to the refrain.

Or rather, the word.

Or rather, the single repeating syllable.

To Offensively Sober’s left, two guys attempted to clink their beer bottles together and somehow lost their balance, careening into him. He maintained his impeccable posture as if they weren’t even in the room, never breaking his stare. It was honestly a little creepy.

For reasons Grantaire would later not be able to fully reconstruct, he decided the funniest thing to do would be to wink and smirk and generally pretend like Sober was really, really into him.

[batboyblog]

Hello! Love your blog, and just wanted to ask if you have any headcanons as to how the regular folks of gotham see Bruce Wayne and his horde of adopted kids.

thanks for the compliment.

I guess this would be an art imitates life, and if I was writing Batman how I'd deal with people's understanding of Bruce Wayne and his kids would really change over the last little period of time don't you think?

I mean very rich people don't have the best reputation in America right now, and single men with a record of womanizing and having a lot of kids, mostly boys... well I'm just talking about Elon Musk rn aren't I?

that being said Gotham and DCU are a totally different reality where even when they elected a supervillain President it wasn't as bad as this, though I used to think President Lex Luthor was a bit over the top (lol)

I suspect Bruce Wayne is somewhere between Angelina Jolie and Keeping Up With The Kardashians, and I think a reality TV where Bruce is a himbo idiot with a crowd of rich slightly clueless kids would be a pretty great cover story of "no way I could be Batman" since Batman clearly would need a lot of resources and Bruce Wayne is one of only a few private citizens with that kinda cash.

That said I do think it would be interesting to explore a very "eat the rich!" Gotham, who actively hate and resent Bruce and the Wayne clan

[syrupsyche]

“I have never seen a sea monster before,” Combeferre confessed. “I was raised by the seaside – for my father is a fisherman, you see, – and so I have seen and loved many of the small creatures that we have caught. But I have always dreamt of meeting the monsters of myth: Scylla, Charybdis, the sirens out in the seas, and so if you would not mind, could I possibly stay to see Grantaire arrive? I would love to have a chat with him.”

“A chat with the sea monster coming to devour me?”

“Yes.”

Enjolras blinked, huffed, and tossed his head.

“Very well. But you might get yourself eaten too, if you are not careful.”

Or; Combeferre is Perseus, on his way home with the head of Medusa. Just his luck, he gets to meet the beautiful Enjolras, chained to the rocks as Andromeda, and the horrendous sea-monster Grantaire, sent to devour Enjolras. Combeferre is much too excited about this arrangement than he really should be.

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An Enjolferre steal for @lesmisshippingshowdown 🙂‍↕️ Please don't ask me why I wrote this instead of, idk, updating the other fics I have. My mind works in mysterious ways...

Much of this fic was inspired by the brain blast @jolys-cane gave me. Thank you 🫶 one day I will write Enjolras actually being devoured...

[midnightcandygoblin]

When will leave Jackson diary incorrect quotes part 2?

IT MAKES ME WHEEZE WHEN I READ PART 1

If you check the reblogs to the original post, I made a part 2

This is part 3

NJ (Nightmare Jackson), writing fanfiction: #murder as a love language, #hurt no comfort, #MCR voice: I'M NOT OKAAAYYYY, #author does NOT need sleep, #physically running away from feelings because what even are those

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Exer: If you need me to babysit Charlie, I'm available 24/6

Bailey: Don't you mean 24/7?

Exer: No, Saturdays are date nights with David

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David, half asleep: Peer pressure me into completing tasks

Brenda: Do it or you're straight.

David, immediately getting up: I SAID PEER PRESSURE NOT THREATEN

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Charlie: Can I have some?

Exer, eating Cup O Cat cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it

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Jolie: What is love?

Ken: An emotional minefield

Jackson: A neurochemical reaction

Timothy: baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more-

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K3vin, talking to the REDs, Brenda, Pamela, and the Detention Kids: you and your dreadful little polycule haven't seen the last of me

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Jackson: I wanna sleep for 40 hours

NJ: You know that's called a coma, right?

Jackson: That sounds so refreshing, I could totally go for a light coma right now

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Ken: I thought I was doing amazing socially at a party and then this girl asked me if I was autistic

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Dylan: Sh*t, I don't have enough money to pay rent . . .

Marco, biting his lip, looking Dylan up and down: Well . . . I'm sure we can find a . . . solution

Bailey: THIS. IS. MONOPOLY. HORNY JAIL. RIGHT NOW

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Ken: You're my hero!

Brenda: All I did was catch your plate of chicken nuggets before they hit the ground

Ken: But you did it heroically

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Jolie: Didn't you die?

K3vin: That was weeks ago. Things change.

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Ken: Did it hurt?

Stars: *chokes on spit* excuse me? Do not pull that "when you fell from heaven" shit on me-

Ken: When you crawled up from hell?

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David: I swear on my friends' lives that I don't have a crush on Exer

Brenda, hands on her neck: I can't BREATHE

Ronald: I . . . I see the light

Jackson, literally a theater kid: *choking sounds before he collapses on the floor*

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Jackson: I just had a thought, which, as you can imagine, was stressful

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Ken: Yeah, crushes are the worst, I always act stupid when I'm near mine

Brenda: But you always act stupid

Ken, sweating: . . .

Brenda: . . . wait-

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Jolie: *very pensive*

Timothy: What's up?

Jolie: I just saw Ken pour 4 pounds of sugar into a dryer and he said he was making cotton candy

Timothy: . . . Did it work?

Jolie: . . . NO??

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NJ: I like men in the sense that I can perform unethical experiments on them

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NJ: everyone is addicted to my Fun and Flirty personality. lives have been destroyed

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Ken: so I was talking to Brenda-

Tim: the rizzlerrrr

Ken: . . .

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NJ: *humming along to Monster High songs*

Jackson: *walks into the room* what are you listening to?

NJ: Fallout Boy

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Now if they could text:

Harry: Happy birthday, son . . . Exer: ?? is it my last? - Christine: Good morning pumpkin remember to drink water . . .

David: did you poison it? - Christine: Hey just picked up David and Exer from school they got into a fight Harry: 👍 Christine: What -

Norman, texting Mariah: Get bell soon. wet* wep* Oh forget it. You can just perish. - David, in a group chat with the REDs, Brenda, Pamela, and the Detention Kids: I want a bf Brenda: Do you mean boyfriend or best friend? Exer: I can be both Ken: damn that's crazy Timothy: @/inhiseyesaflamingglow ron come get the tea but be careful it's BURNING HOT 🔥 David: [dumb blond is replying to magic boi] {I can be both} ??? WAHT??!?? - Ken: hey Haru, two days later: what. Ken: can you get toilet paper like two days ago? mom wanted me to ask - Ken: I need to tell you smth important Elijah: yeah go on Ken: here I'll just send it. https://social.mtdv.me/articles/UGjq058oAB Elijah: . . . why.

[warmrevolver]

Thank you for the tag @unchaineddaisychain your answer for ‘Dream?’ was SO reallll and well-worded, made me really deep my own answer lol >_<

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Nicknames?

Ollie (although it’s just my name atp since no one calls me by my full name)

Real name?

I go by my middle name- Olimpia!

Zodiac?

Sagittarius (December if that makes a difference)

Favourite artists?

The Beatles, Paul Mccartney, John Lennon, Wings, The Smiths, Panic! At The Disco, The Young Veins, Blink-182, Three Days Grace, Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance

Favourite sports team?

The Argentina national football team if that counts lol

Other blogs?

Haven’t got any but have considered branching out so I can shitpost more freely

Do you get asks?

Nope but would love some!! I don’t think I’ve been on Tumblr long enough to get them

How many blogs do you follow?

20! Once again, I haven’t been on Tumblr for a long time lol

Tumblr crushes?

@unchaineddaisychain for her coolness, insanely good writing and great music taste that I love stealing ^_^

Lucky number?

7 and 18

What are you wearing right now?

violet sanrio pyjamas lol

Dream vacation?

My usual go-to answers are Italy and New York but secretly I would kill to visit Forks, Washington and the Hobbiton movie set in New Zealand because I’m a NERD

Dream?

To have the freedom to do what I love always, both in my personal life and in my career- I’ve always been career driven and would love to secure a job in publishing and have the time and money to continue studying and pursuing my passions in life.

Dream car?

I know fuck all about cars but I like the look of vintage chevy mustangs. I’ve always dreamt of having a motorcycle so I never really considered cars lol

Favourite food?

As always, Lithuanian kebabs- I could cry thinking about how good they are sighhh

Drink of choice?

I’m a big caffeine addict so you’ll usually find me drinking an Iced Vanilla Berry Redbull (the best flavour)

For a fancier option I LOVE Strawberry matcha with coconut milk but it’s a once-in-a-while treat in this economy…

Instruments?

I know a TINY bit of guitar, I would love to pick it up again but the idea of it sounds much better than the reality- I always end up frustrated lol

Languages?

English and Lithuanian

Celebrity crushes?

Now hold on cause we could be here all day with this list…

John Lennon my one and true beloved <3

Paul Mccartney (my side chick), Ryan Ross, Brendon Urie, Viggo Mortensen, Angelina Jolie, Keira Knightley, Henry Cavill, Ashley Greene, Nina Dobrev, Gerard Way, Johnny Depp, Regé-Jean Page, Norman Reedus

I’ll shut up now but trust me this list is endless

Random fact?

I’ve seen Twilight so many times I can ‘watch’ the movies in my head. If I ever finish an exam early and have time I need to kill, I’ll put my head down and ‘watch’ the first Twilight lol

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Tagging! @angelicabr @fishfingerpies @watermonstah

[xo-cori]

hi um can i request smthn abt dina crushing readers head with her thighs while they eat her out <3 and reverse cowgirl with her. making her bounce on your lap. UGGGHHHNGH im so down bad for her.

hands on your knees, angelina jolie

pairing: dina woodward x fem!reader

summary: you’ve become addicted to the feeling of her body beneath yours. more specifically, her unassumingly strong thighs.

warnings: smut (MDNI), reader is definitely a munch 😁

a/n: HEYY i only did the first part bc i’m not exactly comfy writing about straps/any dicklike thing in general BUT I HOPE U LIKE ANYWAYS!!!

Her moans fill the dimly lit room, moonlight creeping in from the window that shines a ghostly light across her tan, freckled skin. It’s the middle of the night and she’s pliant underneath your touch. Her fingers make a mess of your hair, her bare chest rises and falls in rapid motion, and her thighs… well, you’d be content to die this way if she happened to break your jaw.

They clench down around the sides of your face, spasming and shivering. Her wetness soaks your chin and the wrinkled bedsheets below. You’ve been at it for well over an hour, yet have made no attempt to pull away or gasp for air. You simply don’t want to– and even if you did, Dina does too good a job of holding you in place until she’s had enough.

“Jus’ like that,” she purrs, looking down to see the way you’re bent down between her legs, ass up in the heavy air, giving her a proper show. “You’re so good to m-me… fuck!”

Your hands come down to her knees, encouraging her to fully close them behind your head as you hum in agreement. The vibrations cause her to throw her head back against the pillows behind her. Your tongue languidly licks up and down her petal-soft folds, jaw aching so badly you’re sure that it’ll be hard to chew the next day, but it’s all worth it when you feel her thighs tighten around your head once more and nearly pull the hair out of your head. Her back arches off of the bed while you open your clouded eyes to look up at her, watching intently as you lick another gentle orgasm out of her; her third one of the night. You sigh into her contently, scooping up all of her cum with your tongue so that you can savor the taste before she weakly pulls you off of her.

“Come here,” Dina breathes, not entirely sure her body even belongs to her anymore.

You crawl up to straddle her hips, leaning down to kiss her properly– she can taste herself on your lips, on your tongue, and she feels the slick that coats your chin. It takes all of her willpower to not jump your tired bones right then and there. Her arms limply wrap around your neck, all of that strength finally gone now that you’d drained all the energy she had. “Maybe one day you’ll actually crush my head.” You laugh against her lips, making her pull away with a gasp.

“Don’t even joke about that.” She demands, cheeks darkening with an obvious embarrassment.

“I’m not joking. You know how happy I’d be to die between your legs?” You sigh dreamily as you collapse on the bed beside her. Dina covers her eyes with her forearm and huffs.

“I’m already not gonna be able to walk tomorrow,” she groans, “so I don’t know where I’ll find the strength to do that.”

“Do what? Crush my skull like a watermelon?” You tease, laughing as she playfully smacks your arm. “It’s fine. I’ll just wait ‘til you’re back in one piece, then get back to hoping.”

Dina turns her head to look at you with a suggestive grin. “You know what? That’s awful, but still kinda turning me on.”

“Really?” You quickly prop yourself up on your arm, a hopeful tone in your voice. “We can go again, I just might have to use my fingers ‘cause my jaw is fucking done for–”

She cuts you off by moving to lay on her side and placing her arm around your waist, forcing you back down to lay with her. A soft smile graces her lips when she feels your hand come up to rub the soreness from her lower back. “You really tuckered me out, horn-dog.”

“Tuckered myself out, too. I’ll wash the sheets in the morning,” you say before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

For now, all you can do is doze off into a blissfully deep sleep and hope that you remembered to lock the front door.

[the-way-astray]

Am I crazy for thinking that if shannon was to go left field she could get away with writing grady to be sophies biological father?

hmm . . . well. allow me to share something i learned about shannon's writing tendencies while doing my secret project. there is a general rule with kotlc where the actual answer to any question that's posed isn't ever something sophie guesses previously. there are several examples, but the most obvious one i can think of is that sophie doesn't ever guess or even suspect oralie could be her biological mother before the reveal. same thing with several other questions posed through the series, such as what fintan wanted when he called a meeting and why the neverseen attacked sophie and fitz. sophie had several theories as to why these events happened, but they were all proven wrong. and this is a trend that has pretty much continued from the start. the black swan leak in everblaze? same deal. and so on.

anyway. that's all to say that. the idea that sophie's biological father could be grady has already been brought up in the series, and then rejected. so that definitely dulls my suspicion that shannon will make it him. in fact, it snuffs it out completely. i don't really believe shannon would do that. it's just not in line with the sorts of plot twists i see her putting into the actual canon of the story.

but your ask is about whether she could get away with it without causing any plotholes . . . so let's examine that, shall we?

we know three things for sure about sophie's biological parents: they have no existing connection to each other, their identities coming out could "shake the very foundation of our world", and they have a reason to donate their dna to create . . . something they weren't given very many particular details on (and additionally, mr. forkle has confirmed that both of them are fully aware that they are the donors; there was no stolen dna situation of any sort). there's also the things that are heavily likely, but not set in stone, which are they likely don't have a family and they likely don't share sophie's abilities, but influenced them somehow.

there doesn't seem to be any particular connection between grady and oralie, so it passes that. but now. how could grady's identity as sophie's biological father coming out "shake the very foundation" of the lost cities? he's already her adoptive father. this would shake absolutely nothing about the "foundation" of the lost cities (and by the way, that quote is an exact quote, so). it may shake grady's relationship with sophie and edaline, but it isn't going to shake anything about the actual state of the lost cities. so it certainly doesn't pass what i would consider to be the most important of the three criteria. and moving onto the last . . . clearly grady didn't like the black swan before he found out they didn't kill jolie, so why would he help them? grady's demeanor is also naturally suspicious. i don't see him agreeing to donate his dna on the little information we know the black swan gave the donors. they were incredibly vague. and i feel like that's just not something that aligns with grady's personality.

he has a family, but we'll skip that since it's not set in stone. why would the black swan choose a mesmer? what possible influences could that have on the way they wanted sophie to turn out? we know they wanted her to heal minds, which requires her to be a telepath and inflictor. teleporting is from her alicorn dna. clearly the black swan wanted her to be a polyglot, seeing as how mr. forkle triggered it in her. enhancing's the interesting one to me. sophie's enhancing is a lot stronger on grady the same as it is with empaths, which we're told is because empathy and enhancing pull from the same "inner strength". but it could as easily be because sophie has some empath influence, so it could also make sense that her enhancing is stronger on grady because she has some mesmer influence. however. that still isn't really an influence (like sophie's emotions-tracking telepathy), so much as it is an unintended consequence. and i don't really see a reason why the black swan would choose a mesmer as their donor if they weren't going for a specific sort of influence they were hoping to achieve.

all this is to say: yeah, i really don't think this will be possible if shannon wants to stick to the canon she's created, unless she wants to spend a whole chapter retconning and reintroducing evidence to force a square peg in a round hole. it just contradicts too much of what we've already been told about sophie's biological parents, and while it's true that mr. forkle could be lying about any of that stuff, i just don't feel like that's the sort of thing shannon should be retconning, since that's the only real information we have to make our own guesses as readers. so. i mean. if you find a way around these things, let me know, but as far as canon goes, i just don't think it will be possible.

[andiatas]

Opinion piece: It may appear as if she is selling something that is not really hers

The interest and the money are there because she is her father's daughter.

Photo: NTB

Modern royalty is not easy to define. This is partly because it is full of paradoxes.

On the one hand, being royal is deeply personal. It binds a Royal Family together in a way no other families [can] experience. It also means that the royals have to live with a significant interest in who they are and what they think and feel. Who they fall in love with and marry. How they raise their children.

On the other hand, being royal is something very impersonal. You have not become King, Queen, Prince, or Princess because you have achieved something. It's a role you've been assigned through a genetic lottery, and it's a win that brings disadvantages as well as advantages.

Patrick Jephson, who was Princess Diana's private secretary for many years, has written several books about royalty. In his book on Meghan Markle, he points out the importance of distinguishing between the fame you've worked for and the fame you've been born into or married into.

A princess, writes Jephson, will always be listened to. She can say obvious things from a podium, and the applause will faithfully follow. It can be challenging to accept that this goodwill is not really personal. It would be there for anyone who filled the royal role dutifully and kindly.

Jephson's point is relevant to the debate about young royals in general and [around] Princess Märtha Louise in general. There was a reaction when it became known that the Princess and Durek Verrett had sold the rights to their wedding to Netflix and the celebrity magazine Hello.

The two are far from the first famous couple to make such a trade. When movie star George Clooney and lawyer Amal Alamuddin married, they sold the rights to the wedding photos to the British Hello and the American People. The couple made it known that the money would be donated to charity. So did former spouses Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie when they sold their wedding photos to People.

By emphasizing that the money would not go to themselves, the couples also gave the impression that they were selling the rights primarily to retain control over publicity and avoid paparazzi in the bushes rather than to get even richer. Not all brides and grooms with similar deals have been equally generous.

Artist Nick Jonas and Bollywood star Priyanka Chopra also sold their wedding to People. In addition, they received so much sponsorship from commercial actors that their wedding was mockingly called "sponsored content" on social media.

But it causes a stir differently when a Princess does the same thing as movie stars. It has to do with the impersonal part of her position. Unlike the other celebrities, it can appear that the Princess is selling something that is not hers.

The interest and the money Hello is willing to pay are ultimately there because she is her father's daughter.

In the Norwegian royal context, the Märtha case is unique. But in Great Britain, there is a comparable example. When Peter Philips, Queen Elizabeth's eldest grandson, married Autumn Kelly in 2008, he also sold the image rights to Hello.

The Queen was not informed in advance. When she realized what had happened, she must have intensely disliked it. The Daily Telegraph later quoted a source at the Royal Court as saying, "It will never happen again. In retrospect, it should never have happened in the first place."

Princess Märtha Louise is far from the only European royal who creates challenges for her family. Heirs to the throne across Europe have rebellious brothers and sisters who feel they spent their entire upbringing conforming, enduring a distressing attention to many of them.

Several of them, such as British Prince Harry and Danish Prince Joachim, have reacted strongly when they feel that the institution is still trying to control them after they become adults. This is understandable. But like the Norwegian Princess, the royals learn that the gold dust from the castles cannot be completely washed off.

It is not difficult to sympathize with the young royals who experienced growing up under tremendous pressure. The celebrity press can be harsh and harsher in many countries than in Norway, and the style was more invasive in the nineties than today. However, in addition to the disadvantages, royalty brings significant advantages.

Princes and Princesses grow up in a family financed by the public. They experience doors opening for them and invitations pouring in. They regularly have personal meetings with men and women who are changing the world. And they always carry with them something extremely marketable, something many people want a piece of.

This is part of the art of being a modern royal if you don't have a throne waiting. It is a matter of discretion. It's about seeing which doors you can enter and which you should leave closed if you don't want to provoke reactions and make people wonder if this monarchy thing was really such a good idea.

Translation and editing for clarity by me of an opinion piece by Inger Merete Hobbelstad for NRK, published Aug. 30, 2024, at 13:40.

[thestarrynexus]

Looking to rp 1x1 (double up preferably)

ੈ✩‧₊˚Introduction✧.* Hello! Welcome to my thread, my name is Starry! I’m 19 years old, currently in college (still figuring out what I’m gonna do lol), and I use she/her pronouns. I have a couple of years experience roleplaying, and I typically write 450+ words per character(my oc as well as a canon character). A fun fact about me is I like to make little edits of Ocs and their love interests, whether it’s mine or yours! (I’ll only do your oc and love interest if it’s okay tho!)

ੈ✩‧₊˚Rules✧.* - Must be 18+ - Please don’t just ghost me, let me know if you ever get bored - I do doubling up mainly, which means that I play my oc and your love interest and you play your oc and my love interest. Occasionally I’ll do Cc x Cc - This is optional, but I would appreciate it if we talked throughout the rp as well cause I personally think that it keeps the rps alive! - Be a bit patient with me as I am a college student and I do work full time as will, if I don’t respond in two days please shoot me a reminder! - I do both romantic as well as platonic pairings! - Oc x Canon sometimes Canon x Canon (depends on the pairing)

ੈ✩‧₊˚Guide✧.* ❀❀❀❀ means I really want to rp this ❀❀❀ means I’ll most likely say yes to rping this ❀❀ 50/50 chance I’ll say yes to rping this ❀ I’m not really in the mood to rp this If there’s only one love interest listed means I won’t change it. If a love interest is bolded it means that’s my preferred love interest If there’s a platonic interest it will be in italics like that If there’s only one interest and it’s both in italics and bolded it means I only want to do a platonic pairing

ੈ✩‧₊˚Fandoms + Love interests (and faceclaims)✧.*

- Movies - - Marvel’s Avengers - ❀❀❀ Steve Rogers + Jaxon Cooke (fc: Jensen Ackles) | Bucky Barnes + Jaxon Cooke (fc: Jensen Ackles) or Bucky Barnes + Flykra “Project Frost” Barnes (fc: India Eisley) | Tony Stark + Amr “Sandstorm” Ali | Natasha Romanoff + Ester Locke (fc: Nina Debrov) or Natasha Romanoff + Nadia “Project Flamethrower” Petrova (fc: Sadie Sink) | Wanda Maximoff + Viktor Hart (fc: Noah Jupe)

Canon Pairings: Steve x Bucky (I play Bucky), Natasha x Bucky (I play Bucky), Natasha x Wanda (I play Wanda), if you have any specific pairings you’re wanting to do feel free to ask and I’ll let you know if I’ll do it!

- Marvel’s X-Men - ❀❀❀ Erik Lensherr + Carina Fischer (fc: Angelina Jolie) | Charles Xavier + Carina Fischer (fc: Angelina Jolie) | Logan Howlett x Elizabeth Xavier-Lensher (fc: Elizabeth Gillies) or Logan Howlett x Joseph “Echo” Black (fc: Asa Butterfield) | Wade Wilson x Viktor Blane (fc: Chris Wood)

Canon Pairings: Charles x Erik (I play Erik), I’ll do just about any pairing with Logan as long as it’s legal and I’m comfortable with it, and again any pairing you’re thinking of feel free to ask if I’ll rp it!

- Marvel’s Thunderbolts*- ❀❀❀❀ Bob Reynolds + Callipso “Wolfsbane” Creed (fc: Phoebe Tonkin) | Bucky Barnes + Jaxon Cooke (fc: Jensen Ackles) or Bucky Barnes + Flykra “Project Frost” Barnes (fc: India Eisley) | John Walker + Mariposa Ruiz (fc: Adria Arjona) | Yelena Belova + Victory Love (fc: Daisy Ridley) or Yelena Belova + Nadia “Flamethrower” Petrova (fc: Sadie Sink) | Alexei Shostakov + Nadia “Flamethrower” Petrova (fc: Sadie Sink)

Canon Pairings: Yelena x Bob (I’ll play either), John x Ava (I’ll play either) Bucky x Bob (I’ll play either), any pairing you might think of wanting let me know and I’ll let you know if I’ll rp it!

- Hellboy (Originals only) - ❀❀ Hellboy + Akemi (fc: Lucy Liu) | Nuada + Katrina Lopéz (fc: Emeraude Toubia)

Canon pairings: N/A

- Divergent - ❀❀❀ Erik + Echo (fc: Zoe Saldana)

Canon pairings: N/A

- Hunger Games - ❀❀❀❀ Haymitch Abernathy + Melissa “Bear” Hayden (fc: Rachel Weisz) | Katniss Everdeen + Jules Red (fc: Dove Cameron)

Canon pairing: Haymitch x Effi (I play Haymitch)

- Tv Shows - 

- Teen Wolf - ❀❀ Derek Hale + Ivory Hale (fc: India Eisely) | Peter Hale + Caitlyn Stilinski (fc: Jennifer Morrison) or Peter Hale + Ivory Hale (fc: India Eisely) | Scott McCall + Lizabeth Smith (fc: Kat Graham) | Stiles Stilinski + Elvira Addams (fc: Barbie Ferreira)

Canon Pairings: There’s a lot of different pairings so feel free to ask!

- Supernatural - ❀❀❀❀ Dean Winchester + Victoria “Vex” Lestrange (fc: Madeline Pestch) or Dean Winchester + Alyssa Winchester (fc: McKenna Grace) | Sam Winchester + June Rose-Smith (fc: May Calamawy) or Sam Winchester+ Alyssa Winchester (fc: McKenna Grace) | Crowley + Markus (fc: Pedro Pascal)

Canon pairing: Dean x Cas (I’ll play either), Sam x Cas (I’ll play either), feel free to ask me if there’s another pairing you want to do

- The Walking Dead - ❀❀❀❀ Daryl Dixon + Julia Rogers (fc: Rachel Lefervre) | Negan Smith + Vega Ruiz (fc: Melissa Ponzio)

Canon pairings: Feel free to ask me cause I’m down for most

- Outer Banks - ❀❀ Rafe Cameron + Georgia Routeledge (fc: Paulina Singer)

Canon: Feel free to ask and I’ll let you know <3

(I will probably add more as time goes on)

[thehydraethereal]

⁎✵࿔෴𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄

My name is 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒, I'm European and I am a young soul. This is what you have to know about me:

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑(𝐒): Burgundy, Maroon, Scarlett, Navy Blue, Forest Green, Baby Blue, Baby Pink.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊(𝐒): COFFEE. And Granita.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄: Ribbons and bows. Biceps. Vogue routines filmed by celebrities. Hailey Bieber. Water. Older men. Cats. Leopards. Dark clouds and storms. Nighttime. Early mornings and crisp air. Pines. Perfume. Mascara. Spicy chicken burgers. Wired earphones. Purses. Short skirts. Large shirts. Sunglasses. The moon and stars. Lacy underwear. Showers. Curly hair. Pinterest. Messages and asks (on tumblr). Gum. Mangoes. Pop Music. Polaroids.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐒: Feminism, history, geography, philosophy, phsychology, literature, poetry, mathematics.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒: Chris Evans, Brad Pitt, Daniel Day-Lewis, Frank Grillo, Tom Hiddleston, Heath Ledger, Jodie Foster, Demi Moore, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Natalie Portman, Aaron Taylor Johnson, Henry Cavill, Tom Hardy, Colin Farrell, Sebastian Stan, Angelina Jolie.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: Rafe Cameron, Steve Rogers, William Wallace, Achilles, Brock Rumlow, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, Sarah Cameron, Emperor Geta, Marcus Acacius, Andrew Barber, Ari Levinson, Curtis Everett, Nick Fowler, Lloyd Hansen, Steve Abnesti, August Walker, Walter Marshall, Cyrus Hanks, Benjamin Martin.

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒: 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗟, Outer Banks, Pedro Pascal, Chris Evans, Lana del Rey, Chris Hemsworth.

𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ?: The darkened side of the human nature has always fascinated me, and I believe that by writing what I write, I will understand how it works even better so I decided to share with you what is blooming in my mind, to explore new points of view and to not just let my creativity die. Writing is also my coping mechanism.

𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐌𝐘 (𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋) 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐒 ?: No, actually, not at all. It is a response to the trauma and issues I have, I do not find what my characters do attractive. It is only for creative and fictional purposes. DO YOUR RESEARCH about this topic, it is not my bussines to explain how dark writers and readers' minds work.

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 ?: It depends. If I feel inspired by it, I will write it in one hour or one day. If the request doesn't really appeal to me, I will delay it and prioritize what inspires me. Some requests really inspire me, but I take more time with them, because I'm a perfectionist and I want them to turm out good.

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ?: If you are following me for a good amount of time now, you will know pretty well my love for @highonmarvel. I could write pharagraphs about her. Also, my Pedro side is dedicated to @pedrosyouknowwhat, her talent is brilliant. My mother, literally, is @rvfecamerons, she inspired me to write for Rafe. Her writing and talent is out-of-this-world.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 ?: OH, I LOVE asks. People really don't understand how important their support is, every single encouraging message or comment warm my heart and help me keep going.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐈/𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 ?: You can ask me to talk about certain celebrities, about my fics, about a character, about life experiences, but I will definitely not reply to very intimate questions. Hate is also gross, just scroll and block me if you do not like what I say or write. Literally.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐌𝐒 ?: The Tortured Poets Department, Midnights, Born to Die, Lust for Life, Eternal Sunshine, Evermore, Folklore, Hit Me Hard and Soft.

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 ?: Lana del Rey, Taylor Swift, ABBA, Gracie Abrams, The Neighbourhood, Arctic Monkeys, Ariana Grande. THESE ARTISTS INSPIRE ME. IF YOU DO NOT HAVE RESECT FOR THEM, GO AHEAD AND BLOCK ME.

(𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓) 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒: The Albatross, I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can), The boy is mine, Video Games, Cherry, Forever Young.

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐎 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋 ?: No.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎/𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄: Visit the world. Become an influencer. Kiss someone. Interview a celebrity. Move out of my town. Get a therapist. Record a music video. See the Grand Canyon. Buy a polaroid camera. Be Tumblr famous. Finish all my requests and series. A speech in public. Punch a man in the face.

[fivie]

Hello, if I may ask, do you have any headcanons about enjolras and courfeyrac in the umw universe?

Hello!! I'm about to become an unskippable cutscene 😃

I can't quite remember if any of this has already been mentioned in Enjolras POV chapters but I'll just list everything I've got lol:

- They met when they were seven years old. I've never thought all that much about their parents since they don't feature in the story (though it's safe to assume that Enjolras was already fairly estranged from his parents by the time he became a hunter) but I've always had it in my head that they were initially shoved together because their parents were part of the same social circle and did that thing where they decided their kids should also be friends. I think this happened a lot to both of them as kids and generally didn't work out, especially for Enjolras, who was a shy, serious sort of child and often considered either intimidating or just plain weird by his peers, but on this one occasion it turned out well! Courfeyrac immediately considered Enjolras to be extremely smart and cool, and while Enjolras (unused to positive feedback) was a little unsure of this at first, he quickly realised that Courfeyrac was genuine and they've been best friends ever since.

- They are a classic case of an extrovert adopting an introvert.

- Enjolras has always struggled with making friends—Courfeyrac was really his only close friend through their earlier years at school, but Courfeyrac is very outgoing and gregarious and has a lot of love to give and so he always had a lot of friends, and there were definitely times when Enjolras felt sort of jealous of that, and worried that Courfeyrac would lose interest in him in favour of others. It never happened, of course.

- They met and befriended Joly and Bossuet in their first year at high school, and Marius in their first year of university. 

- Their friendship has always confused onlookers since they seem so different, but they actually do have quite a lot in common, and the ways that they are different work to their advantage: Courfeyrac sometimes does need someone to be the voice of reason and responsibility, Enjolras sometimes needs someone to tell him to lighten up.

- Courfeyrac has always been the more emotionally intelligent of the two, but he used to joke that this was the only area in which he was more intelligent than Enjolras because for a long time he didn't consider himself particularly academically smart and would be quite self-deprecating about it. Enjolras never agreed with this assessment and Courfeyrac eventually grew out of the notion, which mainly stemmed from how the adults in their lives perceived him and his more boisterous personality.

- Courfeyrac is bisexual and figured that out pretty quickly as a young teenager. He had a lot of crushes throughout high school and dated quite a few people and Enjolras was woefully unequipped to deal with the emotional turmoil of these teen relationships but did his best to be supportive. For a while they both thought that Enjolras just hadn't reached “the stage” of being interested in dating etc yet, but after a while they realised that this supposed transformation didn't seem to be forthcoming and decided to do some research, leading to Enjolras happily using the aro/ace label for a few years. He was extremely alarmed when he later did develop an interest in a fellow student at university, leading to further research and an understanding that catching feelings is something that happens to him very occasionally. When he least expects it, you might say 👀

- Truly there's a whole slice of life teen drama here that I could get into if I wasn't too busy writing the monster-hunting plot 😂

- Enjolras really struggled with his decision to leave Lyon to pursue hunting without telling Courfeyrac, to the point that I have often daydreamed of an AU where everything is exactly the same except Enjolras ultimately couldn't go through with it and Courfeyrac ends up going with him.

- The characters have developed a lot in the ridiculous amount of time UMW has been ongoing, and I think if I was writing the earlier chapters now, knowing what I know, that Enjolras would have tried to explain to Courfeyrac where he was going, or told some lie to reassure him, or done something other than just vanishing and assuming Courfeyrac would get over it. I don't think him taking off the way he did in the story makes the most sense now, with how much weight their friendship has been given. But I'm locked into it by me from 10 years ago 😂

[syrupsyche]

🍓 🍌 🍈 for the fruit ask game!! :D

🍓 What’s a fic you’ve written you feel is underrated?

I've been fortunate enough to have friends reading all my fics so really, all of them have been quite loved <33 my fics that are "lower-rated" are all my old ones before my writing improved anyways, so I don't feel like reccing them 😔 so I shall go with a fic that I was quite proud in finishing, with scenes that I was proud of writing!

Which is none other than the Dracula AU :p

🍌 In your opinion, what’s the funniest joke/reference/pun you’ve made in a fic?

I don't think I'm a very funny writer (even though I've written too many silly fics), but How Marius Won the Hand is probably the most fun I've had writing, likely because most of it was from Marius' POV and Marius is very silly in general. This was a line I loved:

“I was not that tense,” Marius insisted. “Oh Marius,” Cosette looked at him in pity. “You drank your soup with a fork.” “It was really quite impressive,” Courfeyrac patted his knee. “You must teach me how to do that someday.”

However, due to recency bias, I think Combeferre Gets TWO Boyfriends is probably my funniest, probably because I didn't give much of a shit about worldbuilding, realism, etc. and just had fun writing Combeferre accidentally rizzing up two boyfriends 😌 my personal favourite line is:

“You are quite fascinating yourself,” Grantaire replied. “And your friend, quite beautiful.” That prompted Combeferre to turn and check on Enjolras. He was still seated on the ground, though it seemed that he had regained his wits, staring at them incredulously. “He is, isn’t he?” Combeferre smiled. “I would like to eat him,” pleaded Grantaire.

Grantaire's grand act of love/devotion being to just eat the person is such a funny concept to me. Gets all warm and fuzzy inside then he goes CHOMP.

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

Another ask had the same question which is good, bc I have two (2) LM blorbos >:) this one shall be dedicated to Cosette!

I always like to have Cosette be a big bug lover in every story/fic/AU I have 🙂‍↕️ canonically she already plays with bugs alot as a kid (albeit by cutting their heads off…) and when she begins tending to the garden when she's older, surely she'd have interacted with them too! (plus that whole Bug Houses thing in the convent…). So I have her keep a variety of bug pets over the years, from caterpillars and worms, to madagascar hissing cockroaches and tarantulas.

She named the first insect she kept (a caterpillar that turned into a butterfly!) Catherine. Then the second insect Catherine as well (she was a child, okay ;-;). Eventually it became a running gag that all her pets are to be named Catherine the Third, Fourth, Fifth etc. In Teacher AU, her tarantula is named Catherine IV!

Valjean always likes the insects bc I'm sure he too has had experience dealing and interacting with bugs. Fantine finds them cute, wants to make little accessories for them all. Combeferre, Joly, Bahorel, and Prouvaire likes to see them: Ferre and Joly out of scientific curiosity, Bahorel because he's always been a fan of the grotesque, and Prouvaire because he wants to see if one could walk a tarantula like a dog.

Everyone else is quite neutral about them, apart from Enjolras, who always pales a little every time Cosette introduces a new pet. Once, a moth flew out of its enclosure and all that was left of Enjolras was a dust cloud in his place.

Thank you for the ask Emile!! :D