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Love Lessons

Author: @seeroftodayandtomorrow

Rating: M

Status: Complete

Word Count: 12,163

Summary: Fake-historical AU. Blaine Anderson, brother to the Viscount Dalton, needs lessons in the matters of love in order to be able to woo the man he loves. Who better to teach him than the rakish young lord Kurt Hummel?
Inspired by a short story by Megan Derr

Tropes/Genre: historical!Klaine, AU, romance, humor

Lynne’s review: This is just too much. We all know the outcome…yet getting there is wonderful.

Read at: AO3

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This happened so unexpectedly because his pregnancy had to last longer, but Tobias had twin girls: Lydia and Irene Fletcher. I don’t know which one is this so I’m tagging both :3

Thank you so much to all of my amazing followers. I’m super surprised, and so excited, to have hit 100 followers in the short amount of time that I have had this blog. Especially since I don’t feel like I’ve been super active??? Ya’ll have made me so happy.

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Awake With The Stars

Based on this request:  Hi.. really having some good time reading your writings!! truly amazing:) just wandering if you could do one where this girl(whatever you want to call her) was an agent thingy (something like 007 that has superior skills in killing and worked for the government ) meets ups with the group right after the group escaped the terminus and offers them protection where she has really high still concrete walls and food and supplies that they can reproduce and energy generator as well?!! and she helps daryl take back beth alive and healthy but ends up realising that she loves him but just stays back help him claim his love!!!

Word Count: 2608

A/N - hey guys! here’s a drabble for everyone :)  sorry if it seems a bit rushed, I really wanted to finish it for you guys; already working on the next drabble! enjoy - Kris

Something was off. About them, the atmosphere, everything. I wasn’t sure if the loud explosion and black smoke in the distance was a coincidence or not. I’m sure it wasn’t. These people looked like hell and they looked too distracted to just be passing by.

“Rick, wait. We can’t stay here! We need to go,” an Asian man said to Rick, who seemed to be the leader of the group.

“We need to find shelter and food. Those are more important than killing people, Rick.”

I listened to the conversation carefully. They were lost. Not only physically, but mentally and emotionally. Tension was clear, even though at times, no one spoke.

I thought about it. I thought about it when other groups passed by. My loneliness was not a big issue, but I knew sooner or later, I would crave the voices of others. Voices that were not threatening to kill me, or take over my land. As I thought, I realized the craving was there. I wanted other people around. I needed someone to talk to.

As I stepped out, I made sure to make plenty of noise so I didn’t scare any of them. Instantly guns were pointed towards me. I threw my hands up.

“I don’t want any trouble. In fact, if you don’t want to talk, we don’t have to,” I stated.

“Who are you, and where did you come from?” Rick asked angrily.

“I’m Y/N, and I come from a few miles north of here. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I came to check out the explosion. I heard you guys arguing about a place to stay. I have my own place. High, concrete walls, food, clean water, warm beds. Whatever you need is there. I have an energy generator, so I have light. All the household appliances work. I have medicine, too.”

Everyone kept quiet.

“Where did you come from?” I asked Rick. “I don’t mean before all this. I mean, minutes ago, where did you come from?”

Rick kept his gun pointed directly at my head. “Terminus.”

I raised my eyebrows. “And you took it down? All by yourselves?” I slowly put my arms down. “I’ll be damned. Look, I get it. You just came from a place that claimed it was a sanctuary and it wasn’t, so now you can’t trust anyone. How about,” I paused and pretended to think, “if I lead you into a trap you get to, I don’t know, eat some of my corn. Come on, sun down is in a few hours and I’d like to get back to my home very soon.”

I let my words sink in for the group and turn around. If they really wanted in, they would follow. I wasn’t sure why, but deep down I did want them to follow. I wanted to hear their footsteps and their breathing. For a few seconds, I heard nothing and was disappointed. Suddenly, though, I heard whispers and the first few people starting to follow. I smiled to myself.

We had walked for about an hour before Rick started walking next to me.

“How long until we get there?” he asked.

“Fifteen minutes, maybe. I’m not sure, honestly. On my own, I’m faster so I would’ve been home by now.”

“Hm,” Rick lightly hummed. “Home?” he asked, tilting his head towards me.

I glanced at Rick and raised an eyebrow. “It’s a home, yes.”

“Not many homes around anymore. You been here for a while?” Rick continued peering into my life. I wasn’t sure if I could tell him everything right off the bat, but I invited him to my home, so I figured I should trust him.

“Yes. I’ve been here since the beginning. Actually, my parents were kind of freaked out about the whole apocalypse thing, so I have high walls. There are gardens, I have pantries full of food. I’m glad you decided to come with,” I smiled at Rick.

The group and I walked for minutes before the gates of my house came into view. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me and my house. I was suddenly nervous for what they were going to think of me. And I was now realizing the danger I put myself in.

I allowed everyone inside my home. The messes I left were obvious.

“What do you guys want to eat?” I inquired.

The group looked at me with dull eyes. but once I mentioned food, the color returned. They stood straighter and instead of looking around, they looked at me. Some hands were placed on stomachs and I swear some were drooling.

“Anything you have,” Glenn raved.

I smirked and strolled to my cupboards. “Um, feel free to just pick something out, honestly. I have quite a bit of stuff,” I stated.

The whole group scavenged around, nearly picking up the crumbs if any fell.

I watched the group carefully. They were beaten down to their cores to the point that I could see their vulnerability. They each suffered so much. I couldn’t help but stare.

“Thank you so much for this,” Rick gushed.

“It’s no problem. Where were you guys heading anyway?” I asked. This group was a mess, anyone could tell that easily.

The group looked at each other and shrugged.

“I think all of us thought about finding somewhere safe,” Maggie chimed. “But that’s kinda hard to do these days. It’s hard to trust anyone.”

“I completely understand, hence why I live in solitary. I don’t think I’ve had company since the beginning of this mess,” I rambled.

We all sat around in my living room; some people sat on the floor, others leaned against walls. I sat next to Daryl, who made it seem as if he didn’t want to be there. He sank down against the wall and kept to himself.

I started a conversation by telling a story of mine. Others listened in, and soon we were telling stories from our past. There were tears and laughter and hands touching hands. Shoulders would bump into each other as we swayed to the sound of stories.

“Y/N, what did you do before all of this?” Michonne implored.

“Like, as a job?” I asked. Michonne nodded. “Well, I worked for the government, actually. I, um, never mind,” I chuckled as I poured another glass of wine from the bottle that appeared after a few stories.

“Now you have to tell us,” Rick jested. The others agreed, raising some of their glasses.

I rubbed part of my face and sank my shoulders. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me as I took a breath.

“Well, if you must know,” I paused, “I was a hitman.”

No one reacted. Rick’s smile faltered and Daryl slightly tensed.

“You’re joking,” Carl remarked.

I laughed, “I wish I was. I was working there for eleven years when shit hit the fan. I traveled a bit, though. That part was nice. I’ve been to Cambodia, Ireland, China, Ecuador, name a place and I’ve most likely been there.”

As I continued talking, people put down their wine glasses and leaned forward to hear more of my tale that I had to keep secret for years. My relationships with my family and friends were torn apart. I didn’t have friends, just bosses and targets. I’ve had several names, languages, or looks assigned to me. It was difficult to get used to, but it was almost a Catch 22 because now those skills come in handy in this world.

After I told a bit more about my life, I excused myself to go to bed as well as some other people. I thought about my life with this group. Maybe I could get used to them.

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“Oh, I totally got ya there!” I heard a hoot from the other room.

Carol, Maggie, and I were cooking and serving dinner tonight. Well, mainly Maggie and Carol. I would dump in some ingredients, but I would mostly sit on the counter and observe.

“Oh, get up and help, will ya,” Carol chuckled as she gave my thigh a light slap.

I rolled my eyes and slid off the counter, taking over her position. As I started stirring the filling for the pie that would be dessert, Maggie walked over to my fridge.

“Is this your brother?” she asked as she pointed to a picture.

“Yeah,” I huffed as I stirred. “His name was Joe.”

“What,” Maggie paused for a while, “happened to him?”

I blew a piece of hair out of my face, “He died before all of this. Car accident. I’m glad, though. He didn’t deserve to see this. He died before I even got the job for the government. I’m also glad for that.”

Maggie nodded. I could see tears form in her eyes. She sniffed before turning to me.

“I’ve lost some people, too. My sister is also missing. I don’t know if she’s alive or dead right now. I almost wish for the latter in hopes that she isn’t suffering,” Maggie sniffled.

I placed my hand on her shoulder. “Where was the last time you saw her?”

We talked about Maggie’s sister, Beth, for a while. What she was like, who she was, where she was going with her life. Before too long, dinner was done and Daryl walked through the front door after having a cigarette.

Maggie glanced at him before looking to me quickly. She knew we had grown close over the course of several months of living together.

“That’s another thing about Beth,” Maggie mumbled. “She was really close with Daryl. And by close I mean,” she glanced back into the living room, “very close.”

I furrowed my eyebrows before looking to the floor. For a split second I hoped Beth was dead, but I instantly regretted even thinking it. If Daryl liked or loved Beth, then that was a fact. I couldn’t have stopped it. Jealousy still clouded my thoughts, but I tried pushing them aside. I had a real friendship with this group, but Daryl was the closest. I had confided so much in him, and him with me alike.

“Does he think she’s dead?” I cautiously asked Maggie.

She slowed the process of her washing the dishes. “I’m not sure. I think he has his hopes up, but I can’t tell for sure. We’re just starting to get on good terms again.”

I nodded and grabbed a clean plate to dry. As I turned to put the plate away, Maggie coughed.

“Y/N, I actually wanted to mention something to you. Daryl has mentioned to the group about how he wanted to go looking for Beth again. We were all thinking of going. You’re welcome to come along, if you’d like,” Maggie admitted.

I didn’t answer, instead putting the plate away and heading to my room. After laying on my bed with a pillow over my face for what felt like three seconds yet three hours, Carol called my name saying it was time to eat.

I groaned and sat up, throwing my pillow to the side. My face was grim as I sat at the table everyone shared. I ended up having to push two tables together to fit everyone.

Luckily, tonight I was sitting across from Daryl. I watched him as he ate. I myself could barely eat. Everyone else acted as if nothing was wrong.

“I mentioned to Y/N about Daryl’s plan,” Maggie commented. “About finding Beth.”

Everyone either stopped or slowed their eating. Rick glanced at me, then Daryl. Clearly others have taken notice of our relationship.

“I’m in if you guys want to do it,” I murmured.

Daryl’s head shot up, looking intently into my eyes. For some reason, it looked as if he was thanking me. If Daryl truly loved Beth, I wouldn’t want to get in the way of that. I’m sure Daryl deserved her.

After eating and helping clean up, I stepped outside onto my porch to sit for a while. Winter was coming to an end and the air was still crisp. Mud was scattered across the lawn. Patches of squashed grass started to show themselves. I was wary of sitting on the porch swing because of the wood being damp.

I could hear the door open and close before feeling someone next to me. I glanced over, seeing Daryl.

“Hi.”

He nodded and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it. I could see that he was watching me closely. I wrapped my arms around my myself.

“Do you love Beth?” I asked before I could stop myself.

Daryl shrugged. “I’m not sure. Thought I did, but things change,” he sucked on his cigarette.

I nodded, understanding his words. “I’m glad we’ll find her. Maggie misses her, and you two will become the best of buds again,” I looked down to the ground. “Plus I’ll be on another adventure.”

“Were you with anyone before all this?” Daryl motioned to our surroundings as he asked.

“Yeah. This guy named Frank. He was a real asshole, though. Thought I loved him, but I just loved the idea of love. After breaking ties with everyone else I knew, Frank was still there for me. Turns out he just wanted my salary. It’s whatever, though,” I shrugged.

Daryl nodded, putting out his cigarette. “Do you miss people?”

I thought for a second before I felt a single tear slide down my cheek. “God, I miss people. I didn’t realize how lonely I was until your group wandered by. You’re a real friend, Daryl. All of you are.”

Daryl stared at me for a while before coming to stand directly next to me. He slowly put his arm around my shoulder. I placed my own arm around his waist and pulled him close. We both hugged in silence while looking to the stars.
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“Everyone ready?” I asked, patting my pockets to check on how many boxes of bullets I had.

Today was the day we rescued Beth. Daryl and Maggie were giddy with silent excitement. They were both happy to be doing something.

“I think we’re all set,” Carol piped.

We all walked out the front door, me being the last person. I took one last look of my house before shutting the door. We were on our way.

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Everything was a blur. People were rushing around, gunshots rang throughout the area, people were yelling, and my vision was blurry every few seconds. It had felt like a few minutes passed before Rick was pulling on my arm, Michonne shoving me out of the door. I ran ahead, yelling at people to follow me.

Beth was with us now. Daryl and Maggie ran beside her. All of us were sweating, swearing, coughing our lungs up. It was a war zone and we had passed into No Man’s Land. I was scared for my life, the group, and getting home.

By the time we had gotten close to my house, I was done panicking. I partially lost hearing in my left ear, but I was hoping that would soon come back.

“Why don’t we rest here for the night,” Rick suggested.

I looked to the position of the sun and agreed. Beth and I introduced ourselves to each other. She was nice. I understood why Daryl liked her. Before I knew it, someone was stomping out the fire, and Beth joined Daryl. They were hugging, and I realized I couldn’t intervene. I respected Daryl too much to hurt him. This is what Daryl deserved, and I was okay with that.

Soon, it was just me and the stars that lay awake. I was content with it all.

Femslash Feb Day 18 - Autumn (Cedar/Ramona)

THEY BE HOOKING CEDAR UP WITH WOLVES THIS MONTH AND I AM A BIG FAN

I decided to do something a little different for this and it was so so fun to write like for some reason I loooove Cedar and Ramona and Cerise as kids so much??? they have such a great kid-canon

Brief Summary: Child Ramona and Cedar play in the leaves together

Word Count: 641

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Ponyo AU

I got stuck on drawing arms, so decided to take a break and watch some movies, got to ponya and im like…….what if…. Allura and Shiro…uh oh