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anonymous asked:

Ooh~ Can we get some FE Summer Event!Frederick and Robin? Perhaps with Freddybear picking up shells and protecting his wife? Thanks in advance! (P.S. I love all your stories, you're an amazing writer! Keep it up!)

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Frederick was diligent, as always. Even on vacation, you realized nothing could take the man away from his responsible nature.

You could take the man out of the rigid schedule, but you couldn’t take the rigid schedule out of the man.

You smiled tiredly as you watched him. Frederick had meant to take you on a pleasant stroll by the water, but it quickly turned into a “I’ll walk several feet ahead of you picking up every single shell you could possibly step on and abandon you to walk alone”, type of stroll.

You finally had to draw the line when he began mumbling to himself, so preoccupied with his mission to pick up shells he forgot the reason he started to in the first place; i.e., you.

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second meetings

A chance meeting in a musuem between two friends who lost touch years ago turns into a second chance for something new.

a fluffy Bill x Rose piece for @keepcalmandf-ckoff

Bill couldn’t believe her eyes as she walked into the room. It’d been years since she’d last seen her but right there in front of her was Rose Tyler sitting on a bench in the National Gallery, completely involved in sketching something. Her blonde hair was pulled back into ponytail and her lips were pursed as she concentrated and Bill thought she was even more gorgeous than the last time she’d seen her.

She walked up next to Rose, hands stuck in the pockets of her jacket and a smile on her face. “I know we’re not supposed to touch the masterpieces, but I think I’m going to have to make an exception for you.”

Rose’s head snapped up and her eyes went wide as she spotted Bill, smile spreading over her face.

“Oh my god, Bill!” Rose popped up and had her arms around Bill in half a second, crushing her in a hug. She pulled back and pushed at Bill’s shoulder. “Haven’t seen you in seven years and you say hello with a pick up line?”

“I live in eternal hope that they will work one day.”

“You never know, it just might.” Rose shot back.

“Brilliant. So, are you busy today or do you have time for an old friend?” Bill answered, trying to ignore the way her heart sped up at the sight of Rose’s teasing smile, the one with the tip of her tongue peeking out that had always driven her mad.

“I’m yours, Miss Potts.”

“Mmm, don’t get my hopes up.”

Rose stuck her sketchbook in her bag and reached for Bill’s hand. “Let me show you some of the art? I did what I always said I was going to, I’m in art school right now.”

“That’s brilliant! I just finally started uni, actually.”

She was explaining the roundabout way she’d ended up an official student as Rose led her away by their clasped hands to show her all the masterpieces that could never hold a candle to her smile.

Bill smiled while Rose started telling her about her favorite pieces and art school and didn’t bother to hide the sappy hope that this was a bright, new beginning that was shining out of her every expression.

“you told me to wear something nice! so i’m wearin’ my hoodie for special occasions~ :D”

(and then they had chip butties for dinner…definitely not what Amélie was expecting. ^^;; but it was still fun?)

(☞゚ヮ゚)☞ Tracemaker Graffiti AU

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My favorite scene from “With Good Intentions” by @anirrahn PLEASE go read and give many kudos and comments on it! :))

(Sorry if its hard to see some of the panels, there is NO way I’d post each one individually lol)

don’t imagine dan and phil on their last night in the london apartment, lying in phil’s shitty wicker bed and reminiscing about all the memories of the place that has sheltered them for the last five years, the good and the bad

don’t imagine them facing each other and staring into each other’s eyes, holding one hand in between them and giggling endlessly about the cracks and dents in the walls and floor due to the age of the building, and the ones they managed to make themselves over the years

don’t imagine them whispering quietly to each other about how excited they are for the new place, and how much they can’t wait for this next big step in their lives because as sad as it is to leave this place behind, many more amazing things still lie ahead of them

don’t imagine them cuddling up to each other before they fall asleep, dan wrapping his arms around phil’s waist and burying his face in his chest while phil rests his chin on top of dans head, rubbing the younger boys back- a position they’ve been in for thousands of nights, but it’s the last time that it’s happening in that particular bed, in that particular room, in that particular flat

don’t imagine dan whispering into phil’s chest when the older boy is fast asleep: “i don’t care where we go; as long as i’m with you, i’ll always be home”

I had the opportunity to commission two very wonderful individuals, and I am so very happy and content with what they made! This is a piece by @edendaphne that goes along with @midnightstarlightwrites piece, “Make a New Dance Up” from the Songs in the Key of Fluff (found here: http://archiveofourown.org/series/733536). Thank you both for these, you are phenomenal!

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