i not really satisfied with this one but oh well

Call Boy Winwin (Winwin x Reader)

Rating: M

(A/N) AYYY WAZZZ UPPPPPP MY BABESSS!!!! I’m back and ready to make y’all bust A NUT! People said it wasn’t possible, Winwin, an angel, a precious baby, could never be a call boy. Well…listen up children: yOU CAN DO ANYTHING U SET UR MIND TO SO HERE WE ARE! I’m super proud of this one and happy how it turned out, so please ENJOY!!!

Originally posted by fairyprincewinwin

The popular cozy cafe was ridden with customers, leaving you squeezed in a corner on a fluffy cushion with your cup of tea in hand and balancing a book on your knee. Luckily you sat directly next to a big window, allowing you a view of the whole street, where fashionable young couples and groups of friends were strutting about hand in hand, arms looped together like destiny knots.

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(Newt Scamander x Reader) Submissive Dominator [SMUT]

Title : Submissive Dominator

Request : Yes - by @radicalmeghan -  request: newt being asked to be more dom in bed and is lowkey rlly good at it

Smut/Warning : Yeah duh - eating out, blowjob, slight dom/sub, jealous fucking lmao

Word Count :1,875

A/N : aaah finally I finished a request! I don’t think this fits the request, but yo this is a dom Newt. It’s really a new territory for me because I’ve always portrayed Newt as a sub. Anyway! Enjoy this one and requests are open for fbawtft, hp, etc. Send me asks about it.


“You’re mine aren’t you?”

“You’re going to get f-fucked tonight,”

“T-Think you c-can- Oh Merlin, no, no, not like this…”

Newt has been talking to himself in the bathroom, the moment the two of you entered your shared apartment after attending a ball held by the MACUSA. The ball was held to celebrate the capture of Gellert Grindelwald. The MACUSA doesn’t usually do this kind of thing, but you suppose it’s a grand achievement and worth celebrating.

You try to eavesdrop the conversation he’s having with himself, but it seems that he has put a charm in the bathroom so that you can’t hear anything he says but some muffled sounds.

“Newt?” you knock the bathroom door. “Are you okay in there?”

“Y-Yes [Name], I’m fine,” he replies.

You didn’t know what you did wrong, but he also seems to be more nervous than usual after the ball. He keeps squeezing your hand, he stuttered, and he bumped into several people. Newt kept saying he was alright after you asked though.

You decide to change from your formal dress to your nightgown. You walk to your bedroom as you think, ‘I suppose I can calm him down a little bit by doing something…’ You pick his favorite nightgown of yours, and put it on. Twirling in front of the closet mirror, you smile to yourself. ‘Newt is going to love this.’

As if on cue, the bathroom door creaks open, revealing Newt already undressed except for his trousers. Newt’s hair is messy, and his face is blushing red with beads of sweat on his face. The sweat also trickles down his bare chest, making you want to run your hands up his body.

He pauses when he looks at you, mouth slightly open. You giggle and say, “I think we’re thinking the same thing, love.”

He gulps, before throwing the bundle of his shirt on the side. Newt takes a few strides towards you, chin up, looking down at you. He then takes your chin in his hand, and kisses you roughly.

You squeal at the sudden touch, before melting into his arms. You grip his biceps, constantly squeezing it lightly, while he holds your waist, holding you firmly. The kisses aren’t like his usual kisses; it’s more demanding and needing. He’s about to push his tongue inside your mouth before you gently push him back, looking into his eyes, a little bit worried.

“Newt, darling? What’s wrong? What’s with the sudden-“

“You’re going to get fucked tonight,” he cuts you sternly.

You feel the heat in your core getting hotter as he says that sentence. But still, you’re wondering what’s with his sudden change of demeanor.

“I- W-Well, I will, but I want you to explain yourself first,” you challenge him.

He sighs and takes your hand, guiding you to lie down on your bed. You lie on your back, and he immediately goes on top of you, his hands on each side of your head, trapping you from escaping.

Newt looks at you with adoration, yet also with something he lacks before. Confidence.

“Do you think… That Abernathy can please you more? Hm?” he asks.

At the ball, even though you’re hand in hand with Newt all the time, you did drag him to socialize with other people. One of them being Abernathy. He teased the two of you by talking about some sensitive subject, which is about how Newt does it in bed. Newt’s face went beet red, and you replied with a laugh, saying that he satisfies you. “Although not the most dominant in bed,” you also added.

You didn’t realize that Newt listened intently when you flirted with Abernathy. “Oh really? I bet you prefer dominant men, no?” Abernathy asked. “Well, probably. Want to show me?” you reply. Abernathy just laughed, and you excused yourself, to talk to other people.

You raise an eyebrow. “Oh, so this is what this is all about? About me flirting with Abernathy? You know it’s all a joke, Newt.”

“Yes, but you did say that- um, you prefer dominant men,” he says, almost losing his confident composure.

“Well… I don’t mind with submissive men, but I prefer dominant men better,” you say. He looks hurt for a second, before quickly going back with his act again.

“Then I’ll show you that I can be dominant too.”

Before you can say anything, he kisses you again, this time biting down your lower lip, then pushing his tongue inside your mouth. Your hands go to the back of his head, trying to deepen the kiss. But he objects. One by one, he removes your hands from his head, and pins them to the side of your head.

He breaks the kiss and whisper to your ear huskily, “You are going to stay in bed and do as I say.”

You shudder as his hot breath hits your ear, and you nod in understanding. He smirks, and proceeds to leave butterfly kisses from your earlobe down to your neck, and your collarbone. He sucks and bites a one spot on your neck, over and over until leaves a red mark. You moan and whimper at his touch, and you’re sure it’ll be purple tomorrow.

“[Name],” he says onto your skin.

You reply with a moan. “If you want to come, try not to make any sounds.”

He slides the nightgown from your shoulder, before tearing it into two and tossing it aside. You gasp; not expecting Newt to rip your nightgown, or even has the strength to do that. “We can use magic to patch it up,” Newts says quickly.

He swiftly leaves a wet trail, continuing from your neck, to your chest, barely brushing the nipple, down lower to your core, his hands freeing your wrists. He gives an experimental lick, and you arch your back, bucking up to his mouth. You’re about to moan before your own hand flies to your mouth, shutting yourself.

“Good girl.”

He trails a finger down your clit, his fingers brushing against the wet, sensitive folds. You desperately pants, holding in the sounds you’re making.

“So wet [Name]… All for me?” He presses a finger inside you, and you breathily answer, “Y-Yes! For you only…”

“Not for Abernathy?”

“N-No… All for you- Ah!” you scream out when he adds another finger.

“I’ll forgive you this time. But for this, I don’t want to hear any sounds, got it?”

You only nod as he starts pumping in and out of you, and with each thrust, his fingers goes deeper, to another angle, until it hits your g-spot. You gasp when his finger does, and he quickens the pace until you come onto his hands.

He brings his fingers to his lips, greedily licking them off clean. The sight turns you on again, even though your heat is still throbbing from the sensation. He gets out of bed, and hastily takes his trousers off, along with his boxers. His manhood stands in its glory, with precum leaking on top of it.

“Come,” he says, extending his hands towards you.

You stand and take his hand and he presses yours and his naked body together. His member is pushed up onto your stomach, and you can feel it twitch when it comes to contact with your skin.

“Feel it [Name]?”

He trails his fingers from your upper back, slowly down to your lower back.

“Feel it what you do to me?”

He squeezes your bum and you hum in response.

“I want you to pleasure me, but without your hands.”

He gives you a slap on your butt and says, “Now kneel.”

You kneel in front of him, and take his member in your mouth, your hands behind your back. You start to suck his head gently, slowly moving your head so it enters deeper. He lets out a long moan, continued by his hand going to the back of your head.


You suck him hard, and he cries out your name, not expecting the sudden movement. As you suck, you bob your head, and lick the tip of his member. It twitches in your mouth, and with one last long suck, he comes inside your mouth. You swallow everything, making sure none of them spills out of your mouth.

“Such a good girl. I should reward you for that, now. Should I?”

“I’d love you to, darling.”

“Alright. Lie down.”

You do as he says, and he goes on top of you, immediately positioning himself on your entrance.

“Newt! Stop!”

His eyes flashes worry, and he stops. “W-What? D-Did I do something w-wrong? Did- Did I hurt you?”

His confidence is fading, and you giggle, before kissing his nose.

“No, silly. Don’t forget the condom.”

“O-Oh, right.”

He takes out a condom out of the dresser, before ripping it with his teeth and putting it on his slightly raised cock. You notice, and give his manhood a slight stroke, making it fully erect again. Newt’s confidence comes back again, and he seems more assured now.

“Scream my name, love.”

He slams into you without a warning, and you gasp, and let out a throaty moan. He begins moving, slow at first, before escalating the pace faster. The headboard makes a sound every time he slams into you, banging with the wall. You’ll be sure to receive complaints from your neighbor, but you can care less.

He thrusts like there’s no tomorrow, all the while holding in his cum, making sure you savor the feeling fully. He wants to make sure that you see him and him only.

You on the other hand, feel so close to coming, as you see Newt pounding your insides, sucking the energy out of you.

“Newt!! Ah!! I- I-“

“That’s it love, let it all out. Come onto me.”

With a scream of his name, you come for the second time, coating his condom covered cock with your juices. He gives a few more thrusts before coming himself, filling the condom. He collapses on top of you, the sweat covered skin meeting yours.

The two of you breathe peacefully, until he lifts himself off you, to discard the condom. You scoot a little, making space for him to cuddle with you. He joins you under the bedcover.

“S-So, do tell me… How did I do…?”

“Hmmm, well… Newton… I’d have to say… It’s a secret!” you exclaim as you turn your body, your back facing him.

“W-What? [Name], tell me!”

“Oh shut up and cuddle me, Newt,” you say as you pull his hands to hug you.

He pouts and you peck him on the lips, whispering a brief goodnight, before drifting to sleep.

Before drifting to sleep though, you think to yourself that you do enjoy a dominant Newt. Very much so, despite his true nature. But you’re not going to tell him that. It would certainly stroke his ego even more. And you’ve been enjoying your role as the dominant one in bed.

It seems that it will take a few more practices to explore your interests even more.

Part five of my quotes collection is dedicated to the leaders! This one is a little bit longer, and believe me, I know I’m leaving out some leaders on this list and it may feel a bit scattered. But as always, I hope you enjoy these quotes and add them to your own collection!

Alexander the Great 

  • “There is nothing impossible to him who will try.”
  • “Remember upon the conduct of each depends the fate of all.”
  • “I had rather excel others in the knowledge of what is excellent, than in the extent of my power and dominion.”

Napoleon Bonaparte

  • “A leader is a dealer in hope.”
  • “Courage is like love; it must have hope for nourishment.”
  • “Victory belongs to the most persevering.”
  • “He who fears being conquered is sure of defeat.”
  • “Ten people who speak make more noise than ten thousand who are silent.”
  • “The people to fear are not those who disagree with you, but those who disagree with you and are too cowardly to let you know.”

Dalai Lama

  • “We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves.”
  • “In order to carry a positive action we must develop here a positive vision.”
  • “Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.”
  • “Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.”
  • “Home is where you feel at home and are treated well.”
  • “The purpose of our lives is to be happy.”
  • “The important thing is that men should have a purpose in life. It should be something useful, something good.”
  • “With realization of one’s own potential and self-confidence in one’s ability, one can build a better world.”
  • “When you are discontent, you always want more, more, more. Your desire can never be satisfied. But when you practice contentment, you can say to yourself, ‘Oh yes - I already have everything that I really need.'”
  • “Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend - or a meaningful day.”

Catherine the Great 

  • “I beg you take courage; the brave soul can mend even disaster.”

Winston Churchill

  • “Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.”
  • “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
  • “You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.”
  • “We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.”
  • “Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen.”
  • “Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.”
  • “To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.”
  • “Difficulties mastered are opportunities won.”
  • “Continuous effort - not strength or intelligence - is the key to unlocking our potential.”
  • “If you’re going through hell, keep going.”
  • “The price of greatness is responsibility.”
  • “Kites rise highest against the wind - not with it.”
  • “Never give in - never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense.”

Nelson Mandela

  • “It always seems impossible until its done.”
  • “A good head and a good heart are always a formidable combination.”
  • “We must use time wisely and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right.”
  • “Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.”
  • “After climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb.”
  • “There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.”
  • “I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.”
  • “Courageous people do not fear forgiving, for the sake of peace.”
  • “Any man or institution that tries to rob me of my dignity will lose.”

Martin Luther King. Jr. 

  • “I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.”
  • “Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.”
  • “Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend.”
  • “Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.”
  • “The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.”
  • “We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.”
  • “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.”
  • “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”
  • “The time is always right to do what is right.”
  • “We may have all come on different ships, but we’re in the same boat now.”
  • “I am not interested in power for power’s sake, but I’m interested in power that is moral, that is right and that is good.”
  • “The quality, not the longevity, of one’s life is what is important.”
  • “Human progress is neither automatic nor inevitable… Every step toward the goal of justice requires sacrifice, suffering, and struggle; the tireless exertions and passionate concern of dedicated individuals.”
  • “We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.”

Margaret Thatcher

  • “Disciplining yourself to do what you know is right and important, although difficult, is the highroad to pride, self-esteem, and personal satisfaction.”
  • “If you set out to be liked, you would be prepared to compromise on anything at any time, and you would achieve nothing.”
  • “You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.”
  • “What is success? I think it is a mixture of having a flair for the thing that you are doing; knowing that it is not enough, that you have got to have hard work and a certain sense of purpose.”

Franklin D. Roosevelt

  • “The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.”
  • “There are many ways of going forward, but only one way of standing still.”
  • “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.”
  • “Happiness lies in the joy of achievement and the thrill of creative effort.”
  • “When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.”

Theodore Roosevelt

  • “Believe you can and you’re halfway there.”
  • “Far and away the best prize that life has to offer is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.”
  • “In any moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing, the next best thing is the wrong thing, and the worst thing you can do is nothing.”
  • “Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure… than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.”
  • “Nobody cares how much you know, until they know how much you care.”
  • “Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.”
  • “With self-discipline most anything is possible.”
  • “The only man who never makes a mistake is the man who never does anything.”
  • “It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed.”
  • “Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground.”
  • “It is only through labor and painful effort, by grim energy and resolute courage, that we move on to better things.”
  • “Never throughout history has a man who lived a life of ease left a name worth remembering.”
  • “I care not what others think of what I do, but I care very much about what I think of what I do! That is character!” 

Mohandas Gandhi

  • “First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win.”
  • “Where there is love there is life.”
  • “The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.”
  • “Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.”
  • “Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.”
  • “The good man is the friend of all living things.”
  • “You must be the change you wish to see in the world.”
  • “Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.”
  • “You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.”
  • “There is more to life than increasing its speed.”
  • “Nobody can hurt me without my permission.”
  • “Each one has to find his peace from within. And peace to be real must be unaffected by outside circumstances.”
  • “Whatever you do may seem insignificant to you, but it is most important that you do it.”
  • “You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind.”
  • “To believe in something, and not to live it, is dishonest.”
  • “In a gentle way, you can shake the world.”
  • “Truth never damages a cause that is just.”
  • “Fear has its use but cowardice has none.”
  • “We may stumble and fall but shall rise again; it should be enough if we did not run away from the battle.”

Abraham Lincoln

  • “Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other.”
  • “Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle.”
  • “I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live by the light that I have. I must stand with anybody that stands right, and stand with him while he is right, and part with him when he goes wrong.”
  • “Don’t worry when you are not recognized, but strive to be worthy of recognition.”
  • “I do the very best I know how - the very best I can; and I mean to keep on doing so until the end.”
  • “My great concern is not whether you have failed, but whether you are content with your failure.”
  • “You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today.”
  • “Whatever you are, be a good one.”
  • “Be sure you put your feet in the right place, then stand firm.”
  • “In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”
Sleepless nights (ii)

Continuation of this! I have a couple more nights of sleeping difficulty planned for poor Nursey, and eventually the whole thing is going up on ao3. This one got long. And if someone could help me figure out how to make the “keep reading” work for mobile…that would be GREAT - the internet is failing me.


Nursey’s bus leaves for Maine at 9:45am from Port Authority, and Nursey finds himself sprinting through the uptown building at 9:40 after initially going to the wrong gate. His duffle bag bounces against his side as he clambers down the escalator, finally arriving at his gate two minutes before the bus is supposed to depart. Panting, he hands his ticket to a very bored-looking driver, and hauls himself onto the bus. He finds a seat near the back, wanting to avoid the inevitable fall on the way to the shitty on-bus bathroom later on. Stowing his bag overhead, Nursey finally drops into his seat and lets out a long breath.

Me: made it :)

Dexyyy: Proud of you.

Dexyyy: What’s your ETA again?

Me: supposed to be around 7:30 I think? Bus takes fucking forever. Stops and shit

Dexyyy: Got it.

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Summary: Sitting in a coffee shop, you decide to take a selfie. You notice the attractive man behind you, had photobombed your picture. This leads to an adorable confrontation and then to a date. (Idea by the wonderful Ashley, @marvel-ash). 

Word Count: 1,252

Warnings: None. 

A/N: Sooo, this is due to the wonderful ideas Ash has. I have a feeling I will be writing more of these as times goes on. Enjoy :) 

The café was sufficiently empty for you to sit back and relax, take a few minutes to yourself and unwind from the crazy day you had been experiencing today. It was time for finals and not only did you have to worry about passing your classes, but all the tension and panic that your roommates and classmates were experiencing seemed to seep inside you as well. It was as if there was no end in sight and you had decided to just go get a cup of coffee with just your phone and the novel you had bought at the beginning of the semester thinking you were going to have some respite from your classes. Which proved to be false.

No rest. At all. Just papers, group projects, research, labs, and reading giant textbooks from the first page all the way to the last one. It seemed endless and you were surprised you hadn’t given in to the insanity that seemed to loom over your head by now.

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Neopets Spells/Curses

Originally posted by neoguides

I wanted to make some spells, curses and things based on one of the things that heavily influenced my childhood–which was Neopets!! The world is diverse and there’s so much potential [I like to think, haha].  

I’m planning on collaborating with my sister @bamboo-tea in making more spells with Neopets, not just curses haha. 

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anonymous asked:

Genderfluid!Tonks headcanons? I think you mentioned her some time ago...

OMG YES! Genderfluid!Tonks is what I live for (I’ll be using mainly she/her, because that’s her gender throughout the books)

  • Her pronouns change with her gender. She doesn’t like people using gender-neutral words, unless she’s feeling nonbinary.
  • She uses a lot of neopronuns, because they sound creative and somewhat rebellious, just like her. Her favourites are ey/em and xe/xem (also xer or xim, depending on the days).
  • She always knew, on some level, that she wasn’t a girl. At Hogwarts, she hated when the professors used her birthname and refused to answer, and they learned quickly to just call her Tonks like she wanted.
  • In school, she had her little gang of queer friends, and they all go to pride together nowadays.
  • She probably learned about the word “genderfluid” or alike when she was doing a research on some revolutionary wix. She spent a week or so researching its meaning and other famous wixes like her.
  • You know all those hc about there being a room just for enby kids in every common room and only they can see it? Yeah, she alternates between the girls’, the boys’ and that one.
  • She changes her appearance depending on her gender (#jealous), of course, but she also likes to dress androgynously and confuse everybody the hell out.
  • Fleur is the most supportive gf ever. Like seriously, they’re #goals!
    • Fleur: “Yeah, my boyfriend and I went shopping yesterday!”
    • Someone: “But I thought you had a girlfriend???”
    • Fleur: “Well, it depends on the days, really…”
    • Someone: “Oh, okay…” *walks away even more confused than before*

I’m not really satisfied with those, but they’re the only ones I could think of! Hope you like them :)

Part 48 - The Final Rose

Down the Voltage Rabbit Hole is an ongoing story about our MC, who could easily be anyone in voltage fandom. She woke up in hospital bed only to discover that she’d somehow been transported Voltage universe.

This story is ongoing, so if you missed a part, or are new to the story, please use the link to the masterpost below to catch yourself up:


Part 48 - The Final Rose

I waited anxiously for his arrival as I paced in yet another luxurious suite.

It’s fair to say that as hard as the breakups had been, not knowing if he’d agree to come back with me was far more nerve wracking than anything I’d ever dealt with in my life. 

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anonymous asked:

For 1000 followers, could we have Shiro and Sam number 86, "You're important too." Thanks!

It’s the 1000 Followers Special!  Based on these prompts.  Prompts are now closed.  Don’t want to see all 35 of these?  Block ‘1000 Followers Special’.  Can’t read on mobile?  These will slowly be posted to AO3 starting in a few days as ‘Hold Up Half the Sky’.  A huge thank you to Xagrok for the beta’ing!

“I was thinking,” Shiro began.

Sam hummed encouragingly.  “Did you just start now?  That’s a very impressive time without.”

That earned him a flat look.  “Ha.  You’re hilarious.”

“Oh, I like to think so.” Sam smiled back and steepled his fingers.  “What were you thinking about?”

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anonymous asked:

What top three of your own fic would you want people to read?

this is such a fun question! and such a hard one to pick lol. i harbor a strange love-hate relationship with most of my stories. but:

  • half-light is definitely at the top of my list. it’s the first fic idea i ever had, and one i actually wanted to revisit so much that i rewrote the whole damn thing. it’s also a convoluted mishmash of a bunch of different tropes/genres of fic i like, encompasses most of the show, brings in neglected characters, etc etc. it definitely has some flaws in planning, but i’m truly satisfied by how it turned out in the end.
  • i love under the stars (minimal fate required) because i’m satisfied with the way it came out as well, but also because it was crazy fun to write. some places are messier than others, but i love fics that are multi-au like this and all the possibilities were crazy fun to come up with. i wrote it all in a day, in some crazed haze, from contemplating ways the show could’ve ended that i would’ve been satisfied with. (i actually still have a deleted scenario that i really like but that i have no idea what to do with since it didn’t actually fit the theme of the story. oh well.) 
  • i debated which one to rec for this last choice but i decided to go with the more recent  november 27, 1973 because it’s so different from what i usually write. but it was really fun to explore the different scenarios (since it’s a multi-au as well) and i like some of the possibilities introduced. (wow all my choices are au. i really have a thing for aus don’t i.)

thanks so much for the question!

[Mark] Racing Hearts (Chapter 5)

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My jaw nearly drops. This kid, that doesn’t seem like he can think, of anything than himself, has a baby? Someone that literally has to come first before himself?

“You have a child?” I blurt out, incredulous.



I take a closer look at the little baby girl. She’s dressed in a white top, black sweatpants, and white high Converse shoes. She is mixed, and by the curly ponytail that holds her mane, her big, very big but slanted eyes and her olive skin, I guess that the mother is black. She looks adorable. She’s pressed against her dad’s chest, her arms folded against herself as she suckles on her round pacifier. She’s looking at le in silence, blinking sleepily from time to time. If I was expressive enough, I would have heart eyes.

“I guess the brunette isn’t the mother.” I sate, unable to tear my eyes of this jewel. She looks like she’s around one year old.

“Who, Alice?” Tuna asks.

“Her name is Alice?”

I hear him sigh, and I wave at Rose.

“Where is Kameron?” He asks, exasperated.

“I don’t know.” I reply, looking up at him. He looks rally annoyed. And in a rush. There’s a baby seat on the desk, along with a hug bag that I assume is the bay bag.

“Do you need help?” I propose, not because I want to help him, but because I guess that his problem involves the fact that Rose is here, and I’m not against a little babysitting today. Really, I just want the baby, I don’t care about what the fuck he has to do.

“You want to help me?” He says impassively.

“No.” I reply. “But there’s a baby involved.”

“I’m no letting you touch my daughter.” He declares coolly, his words mirroring mine from when he drove my car.

“Very mature of you.” I mutter. I don’t know why I’m losing my time with some 26 or 27-year-old kid. Really, he just needs to grow the fuck up.

“It has nothing to do with maturity. I only let Kameron touch her.” He retorts.


“You want to know my story, now?”

“Fuck you.“

"Don’t swear around my daughter!” He shouts, startling the sleepy darling girl. She jumps and starts crying second later. Good job, Tuna. The poor princess is tired and he’s here yelling at me.

“Oh, god.” He groans, hoisting the weeping child up so her head rests on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, sweetie. I’m so sorry.” He coos while rocking her, his tone sweet and honey-like and so not what I’m used to. I nearly gag, but it works;

I hear incoming footsteps behind me and turn around to find Kameron arriving to his office.

“Kameron.” Tuna sighs in relief. He walks to him, almost pushing me aside so he’s in front of him.

“Kam, I need you to take care of Rose for me. I have an interview in an hour.” He states matter-of-factly. He’s not asking for a favor, he’s demanding. Dickhead. Kam looks at him and then at Rose who has stopped crying and is looking at him.

“Hi.” He gently pokes her cheek and smiles. So he can touch her, but I can’t.

“Why did you bring her in today?” I ask him. He turns to me and gives me the most exasperated, annoyed and frustrated look I’ve ever seen him wear.

“I didn’t.” He mutters dryly. “Her mom is gone on a two week trip and just dropped her in front of my house.”

“Why don’t you call a babysitter?” I propose. There are so many solutions to his problem, but he’s being an idiot. He shoots me a glare without answering and Kam speaks.

“I can’t take care of her, I have to see all the sponsors today. And I’m late.” He says, and Tuna’s face falls in despair.

“I’m free.” I remind him.

“Yeah, because you’re a has-been. What are you still doing here?“ He snaps back. If he didn’t have a baby in his arm I would have punched him.

“You motherfuc-“

"Sivan is really good with babies.” Kam cuts me off.

“She’s violent.” Tuna retorts. “Can’t you see what she did to my face?” He points at the cut on his lip.

“She doesn’t hit babies.” Kam says calmly. He sighs.

“Plus, you don’t have a choice.” I add pointedly. He turns to me.

“She won’t like you.” He states. Fuck him.

“Only one way to find out.” I murmur and holds my hands open for Rose. She looks up at me and blinks really slowly, her pacifier bobbing up and down as she registers my offer.

“Come here, you cute little chunk."  I encourage. She shifts and reaches out to me as well, making me proud and my chest warm. Being appreciated by a baby like that the first time meeting her is something even more satisfying than winning any Grand Prix.

"Oh, you like me.” I gush, taking her out of her dad’s arms and holding her to my chest. She leans he head against my beasts and just stays there, still slowly falling asleep. “You’re not like your dad at all.”

I look up and see Tuan glaring at me, but still confused by what just happened. He doesn’t comment the fact that his daughter likes me, his ego probably blocking any word that might come out.

“She’s sleepy, but she won’t fall asleep without her blankie.” He explains, taking a step back. “I’ll go get it. Don’t move.” He says before exiting the room. Blankie? What blankie? I’ll get the little one to sleep myself.

I move her so she’s laying horizontally in my arms and rock her gently. I have a secret weapon that works on every single baby on earth. I t worked for me even as a teenager.

“Layla haru'ach goveret.” I sing softly, watching her as he looks up at me, eyes barely kept open.

“Layla layla homa hatzameret. Layla layla kochav mezamer.” Kam signs with me knowing the power of this Hebrew lullaby. It’s so soothing that by the time I sing the last verse, she had her tiny fingers on my nose and she can’t keep her eyes open.                                                                                                                                                                                                   

“Numi numi kabi et haner. Numi numi kabi et haner.” I murmur, and she drifts off to sleep, the movements of her pacifier becoming slow and gentle. "Layla, Layla.”

The door opens, and Tuna walks in with a blue rug in his hand.

“Here.” He says before realizing she’s already sleeping. He frowns. “What did you do?”

“I sang her a lullaby.” I shrug. He frowns even harder, at complete loss.

“Alright.” He says, more to himself than to him. I circle Kam’s desk and put Rose down in her baby seat so she can sleep better.

“Everything you will need is in this bag.” Tuna points at the black baby bag. “Food, diapers, clothes, wipes, toys, headbands, whatever.”

When I look up at him, he’s pointing a threatening finger at me.

“You can take her for a walk but don’t tell anyone it’s my daughter and don’t let them touch her.” He says. I really want to spend time with this baby, but if he doesn’t stop being bossy and doesn’t look a little bit more thankful, I will throw the baby bag at him.

He says it has nothing to do with maturity, but only a child would still sound pissed and angry towards someone who’s doing them a favor just because he doesn’t like them. I pity Rose. His father has a shitty personality.

Tuna leans across the desk while I stare at him, unimpressed, my arms crossed over my chest, an eyebrow arched in a challenging manner. His face is inches from mine, but I’m not backing down.

“If I see the smallest bruise on her, Sivan, I will end your life.” He says quietly.

“Go fuck yourself.”

“You swear around my daughter one more time, and I swear to god-”

“Mark.” Kam interrupts. He turns his head and looks at him. “She’s got it. Trust me.”

He says nothing, his lips forming a grim line as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.

“Give me your number so I can check up on her.” He orders. God, I hate that he has authority on me. If his daughter wasn’t so goddamned cute I would make his life a living hell.

“Make sure you delete it afterwards.” I mutter.

“Count on me for that.” He retorts. I almost want to stick my tongue out at him just to be on his level of maturity.

After I give him my number, he sighs and puts his phone back in his pocket. He has one last look for his daughter, and that’s when I see his eyes change and drastically soften. He runs a finger across her soft cheek in silence. I understand Rose is probably the only one who will ever get that kind of thing from him; I understand why.

He turns on his heels without a word, without a ‘thank you for doing this’, nothing. He really is the rudest person I’ve ever met in my entire fucking life.

“You’re welcome.” I say to his back, and he flips me the bird over his shoulder. Now, I really need to find a way to have my revenge. He must think he just made me his bitch, but I’m only doing this because I love babies. I don’t want him to think h won the war or something like that, I still hate him, I haven’t forgotten what he’s done to me, but I’m mature enough to distinguish him from his daughter who needs a babysitter. He closes the door behind him, and I look down at the sleeping beauty on the desk.

“Your father is an asshole.” I whisper to her, because she has to know.

 “Go easy on him.” Kam says, standing next to me. “I really takes him a lot to let anyone take care of Rose.”

I scoff and roll my eyes.

“Really, Sivan. I’ve only been able to hold her for a few weeks.” He argues. Really?

“And what? Should I feel honored?” I challenge. To my surprise, I see him actually think for a moment.

“Maybe.” He says, his words hanging in the air with a lot of other untold things.


After her morning nap, Rose wakes up hungry and grumpy. She doesn’t let me put her down after I feed her. She just sits on my lap, her head against my chest while I read a book on my phone. But she’s something like one year old, it doesn’t last very long. After fifteen minutes she wriggles out of my hold and explores the office. Her dad calls me then, cold, bossy, to check up on her.

I lay down a few toys for her and go back to my reading. Occasionally, I ask for a hug or two, and she willingly gives them to me. I make her laugh, realize she has the cutest dimples ever, and then she plays again. Her father calls, again. But then she gets bored, and a little bit claustrophobic. I decide to let her explore and open the door of the office. I don’t lead her anywhere, just let her walk wherever she feels like it with her pacifier and blankie in her tiny hands. When she aims for the stairs, I pick u=her up and help her down, and then she walks off on her own.

We land in the locker room, and she opens a locker or two before wanting to get out. She makes a U tur and I follow, and on my right I see a beam of light and here a faint noise. When I look in that direction, I find a paparazzi snapping pictures of me. I don’t think about how he got in, I just pick up the child and hide her face, trying to protect her.

“What are you doing?!” I yell at him, running away, needing to lock myself somewhere. He follows us, and with the baby in my arms I can’t stop him, I get punch him or knock his camera off. I’m helpless.

“Get out!” I yell, running up the stairs.

“Is it your baby?” He asks from behind me and calls my name.

“Fuck you!” I reply and lock myself in Kam’s office. I drop Rose to the floor, cursing to myself, out of breath and furious. I hadn’t missed this at all, the lack of privacy, the invasion of my personal space, the fact that it affects people who didn’t choose it. I hate paparazzis.

I take my phone out and call Elijah to warn him.

“Hey, Siv. Why aren’t you on the track?” He asks as he picks up.

“Eli, a paparazzi got in.” I reply dryly.

“I’ll call security.” He declares and I hang up.

I look down and see that the little Rose is crouched down of the floor, her facial expression straight and unexpressive. She’s pooping.


After about three hours in total, Tuna comes back. He barges in the office, almost startling us both.

“Dada!” Ros squeaks happily, and takes wobbly steps towards her father.

“Hey!” Tuna says, mouth open wide, the corner of his lips tugged up and his eyes smaller than usual. He as a few wrinkles around them and he’s showing his teeth.

He’s smiling.

It’s the first time I see him smile ever since I’ve met him.

“Cm’here.” He says, kneeling down and holding his arms open for her.  “Give me a big hug.”

Her little legs carry her to him and she presses herself against his chest, trying to get her short arms around his neck, and climbing up his thigh. He enfolds her in his arms, humming in satisfaction.

“Good girl. I missed you.” He praises, kissing her head repeatedly.

The guy is only human with his baby girl. That’s almost cute, if it didn’t mean he was a dick towards everyone else.

I get up from my seat, shrug my jacket on and grab my own bag while the two of them reunite, and walk towards the exit.

“Thanks for watching her today.” Tuna says, almost surprising me. I’m not going to tell him he’s welcome because he’s not.

He rises to his feet with Rose in his arms, and I take a last look at the lovely little girl.

“You should think about hiring a babysitter.” I advise him. Rose twists and reaches out to me. Tuna lets me take her in my arms one last time.

“She really likes me.” I say to myself.

“Because she doesn’t know you.” Tuna mutters, fishing his buzzing phone out of his pocket. I poke Rose’s cheek and watch her dimples appear as she smiles to me. She smells like baby and cuteness. She’s a real jewel, unlike her father.

“What the hell is this?” Tuna asks, and when I look at him I realize he’s talking to his phone. But then he looks up at me, horrified. “What did you do?”

I frown, confused, and he shoves his phone in my face. I take it in my hand, too curious to see what’s making him mad that I barely notice him taking Rose away from me.

On his phone I read a press article.

“Triple car race world champion Sivan O’shea seen with her new man’s baby? O’shea babysits while Tuan recovers from bad fall that left him bruised on the face. What about Alice?”

The former racer let us know of her return when she was seen hanging out with Mark Tuan and Lewis Hamilton to celebrate the start if the season, and has been seen today again with Tuan’s baby girl Rose. One thing that we know is that Tuan is an overprotective dad and wouldn’t let O’shea touch her unless he trusted her.

This makes us think that there must be something between them, but Alice, Tuan’s official girlfriend was also seen at the bar with him two days ago.

This story sure needs to be cleared up.


There she goes again

I’m sure they only met like a week ago, and he lets her around his child smh. Overprotective, my ass

He just lets her play with the baby so he can bang her

Did she not get dick in Israel for her to be that thirsty?

What is she doing this season beside babysitting?

Never say die - Chapter 20

Pairing: Axl Rose x reader
Words: 1813
Summary: Reader accidentally time travels back to 1985 where Axl, Duff, Slash, Steven and Izzy find her.
Warnings: Smut again lol

Never say die masterlist

A/N: Idk what i think about this but hereee, i’m sorry i haven’t updated this earlier. Welll i hope you enjoy again.

Originally posted by dust-cake-gretal

We were sitting at a bar again, there was only Erin, Axl, Duff, Izzy and Scarlet with me there, we had lost Slash and Steven somewhere. We were going to still travel to Georgia tonight in couple of hours.

We chatted and drank and smoked together at the table, but soon after a while some random man approached us. Scarlet’s face brightened immediately when she saw him.

”Oh, Dave! What are you doing here?” Scarlet exclaimed and got up to hug the man. The man gave Scarlet a warm smile before the both of them turned back to us. ”This is my brother. His name is Dave,” she said and all of us greeted him with a short ‘hi’. She introduced us as well to Dave and when she had mentioned my name, Dave stayed looking at me for a while and made an intensive eye contact with me, which made me blush, but then turned back to the others.

”Nice to meet you all,” Dave greeted as well, smiling.

”What brings you here?” Scarlet asked eagerly.

”I came here to interview a few people for the newspaper. And saw a couple of friends here as well,” he answered to her. ”You remember Nick, right? From high school, he moved back to North Carolina about two weeks ago after being a few years in Europe.”

”Ohh Nick, right. Damn, i haven’t heard anything about him in ages,” Scarlet said, thinking. ”Oh yeah and also, Dave works as a journalist for a quite popular newspaper,” Scarlet told us eagerly. ”Hey, maybe you could give an interview for Dave as well?” she offered.

Duff, Axl and Izzy looked quickly at each other and then shrugged. ”Yeah why not,” Izzy answered.

”But later,” Duff continued. ”I want to finish my vodka without any extra questions.”

”Damn, thanks a lot, guys. My boss is going to be satisfied if i really get one from you. Big fan,” he said laughing. Then he turned back to me again and looked straight into my eyes. ”But damn, Scarlet, you haven’t told me how gorgeous your friend here is,” he said smiling and winked.

”Hey! Hands off her, go to flirt with other chicks, she’s not interested!” Axl said to the man, raising his voice. I looked at Axl, raising my eyebrows and giving him a murderous look to shut the fuck up. The others looked at Axl too quite surprised and confused.

”What do you mean Amy’s not interested?” Izzy asked raising his eyebrows, laughing a bit. Axl just opened his mouth, closing it again, not knowing what to answer to this.

I furrowed my eyebrows as well, pretending to not know what got into him. ”Yeah, Axl, why? I think i can handle things myself without you taking part of this,” i scoffed and shook my head. I looked at Axl and saw him clenching his fists. These were again the times when i was scared that our cover would fail because of Axl’s temperament.

”I just,” he started. ”I just saw you earlier flirting there with couple of other chicks as well so, uhm, i-i just don’t want any player trying to hit on her,” Axl tried to stutter some excuse and then cleared his throat and scratched his neck. Erin looked at him a bit confused and worried.

Dave just chuckled. ”Man, i just arrived here, maybe there’s some guy who just looks like me,” he said to Axl and patted his shoulder. ”An honest mistake, it’s alright,” Dave said smiling and winked. ”I already started thinking that you two were dating.”

”What? That’s ridiculous,” Axl said laughing nervously and grabbed Erin by her waist, pulling her closer to him. ”I’m dating this beautiful woman, i’m just friends with Amy,” he said and turned to look at Erin, kissing him on her lips and they both shared a smile with each other. And just by watching them smiling and looking happier than ever, it hurt like hell although i know he was just pretending. But he made it look so real.

”Oh damn, you really look like the perfect couple,” Dave said and then turned back to me. ”So, could i by any chance buy you a drink now when this matter is solved?” he asked. I shared a short look with Axl, but soon moved my gaze back to Dave.

”Sure, why not,” i answered smiling and he went to chat with the bartender until came back and handed me a glass of beer. He came to sit next to me, casually put his arm around my shoulder. Axl was sitting in front of me with Erin, only the table separating us from each other. I saw how his blood was basically boiling inside him.

The next hour i let Dave flirt with me and tell all stories about him and his work and everything, and some of them were quite interesting as well. Axl watched us the whole time, still hand on Erin’s waist, her head resting on Axl’s shoulder. And a few times they shared a kiss with each other, Erin starting it though but Axl had to play along.

”Hey, i was just wondering,” Dave started. ”Would you go out with me sometimes?” he asked me carefully. I thought about it for a moment and saw Axl’s head turned to us, but then Erin turned his attention back to her again. ”I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want to,” Dave corrected when i didn’t answer immediately.

”Hmm, i don’t know, i have to think about it. But we’re leaving to Georgia soon anyway, tonight already, so,” i told him and shrugged.

”No way, really? I’m going there too. Could i come there the same way with you guys?” he asked others and they nodded. Before i could say anything more to Dave, Axl got my full attention.

”Amy, can i talk with you for a moment?” Axl asked me, but wasn’t patient enough to wait for an answer and grabbed me by my arm, starting to walk away from others. ”We’ll come right back, okay,” he told others. They just nodded and we started heading to the hotel, it was right in front of the bar actually, across the road. And soon we were already upstairs in Axl’s hotel room, Axl closing the door after us.

”What did you wa–” i started but couldn’t finish my sentence since Axl already lifted me and threw me over his shoulder, carrying me towards the bed. ”Hey, what the fuck are you doing, let me down!” i tried to yell, but i still had to admire how much strength he had.

He threw me on the bed and started ripping my clothes off. ”You shut the fuck up now,” he commanded me between his teeth. ”Do you think you can flirt with that Dave bitch like that, huh?” he asked angrily and took now my pants off and threw them to floor and soon i was laying there only my underwear on.

I just smiled amused. ”Is someone jealous?” i asked smirking and Axl raised his eyebrows.

”Jealous?” he scoffed. ”I’m not fuckin jealous.”

”Yes you are,” i stated, still grinning, and i could see even more fire in his eyes. ”Just admit it, you’re fuckin jealous when you saw Dave keeping his arm around me and even talking with me, saying cheeky flirting stuff to me, asking me for a date aaand –”

”Yeah, fine! I was fuckin jealous when i saw how he looked at you, i’ve never been more jealous, are you happy now, huh?” he said with a loud voice.

I pondered it for a moment and didn’t even notice when he took his underwear off. ”Hmm, i don’t really know, could you say it again?” i asked.

He looked at me in the eyes, brought his face closer to mine so our noses almost touched each other. ”I’ll fuckin show you how much i hate that guy now, i’ll make sure that you know who you actually belong to,” he murmured with a low voice and before i could even think about an answer, he slammed into me hard, with no warning and gave me no time to adjust.

I screamed a bit because of the pain and sinked my nails on Axl’s back. When it wasn’t so painful anymore, i dared to say something again. ”Do you know why i did it?” i asked, panting, and he turned to look at me, raising his eyebrows. ”Because it hurt so fuckin much seeing you w-with Erin,” i tried to say desperately between my moans.

”Oh, so now you’re the jealous one,” he said smirking and started moving even faster, hitting exactly the right spot.

”O-of course i am fuckin jealous, i don’t want to see you with her,” i said angrily, cupped his face and took him in a deep, passionate kiss. ”One time you’re kissing Erin and looking happier than ever, and then soon you’re fucking me in a hotel room like it was our last day alive,” i said whimpering and had to keep a break from speaking.

”I’m sorry, okay, it’s just that we can’t reveal this yet to them. I hate to pretend but –” he started.

”I don’t care, we’re not doing this anymore until you’ve told Erin, you understand?” i stated, raising my eyebrows. ”I’m not gonna lie them anymore. You have to choose, me or Erin.”

Axl just sighed and slowered his movements a bit. ”Fine, i guess that’s fair enough,” Axl groaned. ”I’ll tell her in some point, okay.”

And suddenly, just a bit before i reached my climax, the door opened and we heard a familiar voice. ”Hey, Axl, have you –” Steven started and Axl immediately stopped moving and the horror spread on my and Axl’s faces, my heart starting to beat faster. ”Oh shit, i’m so sorry, i thought –”

Steven was standing about ten metres away from us and Axl tried to hide me with his body the best he could. ”What the fuck are you doing here?! Don’t you see we’re in the middle of action here,” Axl interrupted him and looked at Steven over his shoulder. ”With, uhm, Erin,” Axl added which didn’t help the situation much though.

”I’m really sorry, i was just going to come to ask if you had seen Amy anywhere? The others told me that she left with you,” Steven asked awkwardly, but before Axl could answer anything, he continued. ”Wait. I just saw Erin a moment ago downstairs with Scarlet,” Steven said confused, furrowing his eyebrows.

Axl looked at me quickly, not knowing what to do. I turned to look at Steven over Axl’s shoulder and saw his eyes widening, accidentally dropping his glass he was holding which broke into pieces on the floor. ”Look, we can explain.”

I love how happy Jack was in the last VR video, the fact that he’s so happy and giddy and satisfied with his new recording room makes me oh so happy :D Also how the game made him feel It’s just to fun to watch! That was one amazing video right there. I’m glad he’s happy, and I’m glad Signe is happy too, seems like she’s feeling the new house as well (the background of her videos is evolving!). After all the moving stress they really deserve this happiness :)

 @therealjacksepticeye @wiishu

Review: Invictus by Ryan Graudin

Stars: 5/5

Okay so Ryan Graudin is officially one of my favorite authors because I have loved every one of her books that I have picked up. Not to fangirl too much, but she is such a master at combining historical fiction and fantasy and her writing brings me so much joy.

Invictus was just EPIC.
I felt all the feels like when I was reading Marissa Meyer’s The Lunar Chronicles for the first time.
Don’t get me wrong, though–this story is totally different from TLC aside from them both sharing futuristic settings, being sci-fi, and containing a kickass crew of main characters.

In case you couldn’t tell, I really loved this book a lot. It was such a well-crafted story and it makes me so happy that it’s a standalone. While I love the characters and would probably be happy to read their grocery lists, this story just has such a satisfying arc, like I get legitimate chills just from thinking about it.

I haven’t had much luck with time travel books lately, but I just think this one was so well done. It really felt real, like the time travel could actually happen. That’s probably because the characters were hella intelligent and some of the things they’d casually toss around as conversation topics were like Illuminae/Gemina levels of complicated, but boy oh boy did I love it.

So, yes. Please read. Loved it <3

Current Publication Date: September 26, 2017

***I received a free ARC from the publisher at BookCon 2017

***My review is also posted on Goodreads


A/N: I ate a custard-filled doughnut hole yesterday and it was lovely. Remember to treat yo’self to something sweet every once in a while. Like this fic. Ayyyy. 

Word Count: 2,339

She hates being here but it’s not all that bad. At least that’s what she’s thinking as she bites into her delicate pastry. The crispy outer shell crunches between her teeth and she licks her lips, making sure not to waste any bit of sugar from her doughnut. A moan of absolute pleasure escapes from her lips before she can help it. It’s been a while since she was able to indulge herself in her favorite dessert – they never had any in her hometown and the trainees visits to the civilian districts only came twice a month – but it always tastes as delicious as she remembers it. When she opens her eyes, she’s surprised – and embarrassed as hell – when she sees Eren and his friends standing in front of her.

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anonymous asked:

Are there any Robert fics out there you would recommend??

Hey there! Well, it’s pretty slim pickings if you’re not a Jimmy girl, but I’ll give it a shot. :-) There’s a great old man Robert that’s still active - @insidemycrazyarms. Also @lovedyouwild has woven him into her Jim Morrison tale. @vixeninmydreams is one from a while back and I believe @ourmusicissimplyus is as well. @classiczeppelin and @robertplahnt both do one shots and @writes-of-lemon-juice has a cool led zep story with a neat premise. Let’s see - @ashes-and-angst did a small one shot for Robert - not sure if they’ll be more. @whisper-to-thunder has a great Jimmy fic but she fits Rob in there sometimes as does @lovehurtsbeforeitsatisfies-fic and @superstarfiction. OH! And last but certainly not least is @ladygrange - she’s in process doing a fabulous Rob story called Dear Prudence. I know I’m missing some - it’s been a while since I looked for them but there are more if you hit up the search function. Just not a ton. :-( Oh, wait - @velvet-plant began one that was super fun - I think she’s a few chapters in. If anyone knows of more, please tell me!! Thanks! Good luck, anon! Oops - PS - almost forgot, I have another story that I’m doing with the lovely author of love satisfies and superstar - it’s Robert and Jimmy 1975 - @lightandshade. Okay, really done now. :-)  

Edited:  I knew I’d forget something - @sunthatlightstheday is doing a Jimmy that has some Rob in it as well.

(Incomplete) What The Battleborn Say During The Void’s Edge

Ideally, this would be a video as the delivery of all the lines really make them, but for now, I’ll satisfy myself with a collection of written lines. So far, these are the ones I have.

Note: Kleese and Kelvin have Nova speak in their stead with the same line. Boldur and Ambra also appear to have no lines, though still needs verifying.

  • Alani: “I will be steeping myself in what my people call ‘The Tea of Mourning.’“
  • Attikus: “Is it… is it serious right now? I can’t tell.”
  • Benedict: “Man, oh man, you do not have a SINGLE damn clue, do you?”
  • Caldarius: “Slaughtering those responsible for the centuries of pain I’ve endured.”
  • Deande: “Oh, I, um… well… [tearing up] There’s going to be a party. [sob] I mean, of course you’re invited, of course. We’re going to wear matching hats.”
  • El Dragon: “Standing over your corpse! And laughing heartily!”
  • Galilea: “[sigh] Kleese, this is barbaric…”
  • Ghalt: “Uh… Kleese? The hell am I supposed to tell this thing?”
  • ISIC: “Dragging my large, metal butt over your unmarked grave. It’s gonna be a great time!”
  • Nova“Oh, you know. Moving on.”
  • Marquis [sobs] “ Mourning your tremendous sacrifice, you beautiful, courageous Sentry!”
  • Mellka: “Why talk about that, when we can talk about, like, how amazing Robot Heaven is, big guy? All your pets are gonna be there! Dude, it’s gonna be great! … Not that you’re gonna die, or anything, just–[whispering] fuck, damn it, somebody get me out of this…!”
  • Miko: “We… PLAN to mourn your death.”
  • Montana: “Uhh, drink to your memory, um… probably high-five some dudes,  uhh… Ooh! And then I’ve got book club with Thorn!”
  • Orendi: “Digging through your guts to get to the good stuff!”
  • Oscar Mike: “Wow, heh, you really have no idea we’re going to blow you up, huh?”
  • Phoebe: [inconsolable] Crying uncontrollably over my part in your death… because you’re actually a pretty okay guy-y-y-y!”
  • Rath: “You big, stupid, doomed robot, I’ll miss you so.”
  • Reyna: “Yeah that’s… that’s the most depressing question I’ve been asked today. And earlier Shayne asked me what ‘heat death’ was.”
  • Shayne & Aurox: (Shayne) “Um… me ‘n’ Aurox were gonna… um… dude? We’re gonna blow you up. Sorry.” (Aurox) “Sorry.”
  • Thorn: “Reminding myself that you are not a true AI, and therefore this is not a crime. Then, book club with Montana.”
  • Toby: “Rebuilding you! I have a HIDEOUS guilt complex when it comes to machines with feelings!”
  • Whiskey Foxtrot: “Got a date with Miss Deande! We plan not to talk about your heroic sacrifice.”