my fic (yikes)

I am just drowning in the stevetony fluff this week. Look at me writing everything except my stonya3 fic. Yikes.


He could hear Natasha laughing when he shuffled into the kitchen. He had spent the night catching up on the sleep he had lost during his work binge the last couple days, so he knew he probably looked a mess. He had had enough sense last night to take a shower before bed, but he probably still looked like a bleary-eyed crazy person.

He dragged himself over the coffee maker and grunted when he saw it was empty.

“Sorry, Tony,” Clint says, holding what Tony is assuming to be the last cup of the last pot in his hand. “Didn’t think you were going to be up this early.”

Tony turned back to the coffee maker and let out a little whine that he knew probably sounded pretty pathetic, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He grumbled a bit to himself as he went about making another pot.

He had just finished setting everything up and was leaning back against the counter with his eyes closed when he heard Steve come back from his run. He let himself slouch a little further into the counter, listening to the noises going on around him. He rubbed his eye with his palm, trying to get rid of the gritty, feeling in them.

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The Tea is Decaf

[ao3]

3.7k words
Dean/Cas, Sam/Eileen
Based on this text post

Castiel just barely slips out the door into the hallway and turns the knob as he closes it so the latch doesn’t make a sound. The light is always on in the hallway, and Dean always wakes up if too much of it pours into his room, so Castiel has mastered the art of slipping through the smallest space possible.

He breathes a sigh of relief once he’s in the hallway.

A small voice to his right lets out an amused laugh. He turns to see a particularly tiny woman wearing a very large plaid shirt and nothing else. Well, he supposes she could be wearing shorts under the shirt. It really is very big on her.

“You must be Castiel,” she says rather loudly, mispronouncing his name just slightly.

He walks over to her with a finger to his lips.

She puts her hand over her mouth in embarrassment before signing, I’m deaf.

Castiel mouths an “oh” before dropping his head and laughing. He then pops his head back up fast and mouths, “Are you Eileen?”

She nods eagerly and signs, You’ve heard about me?

Sam has mentioned you a few times, he signs back. He says you’re a very good hunter.

Her face lights up. You’re damn right I am. Still, that’s very sweet of him.

So, are you two…? Castiel looks back toward Sam’s room and then down at Eileen’s shirt.

Eileen’s eyes widen in embarrassment. He’s asleep. I was just going to the bathroom.

I was heading to the kitchen for a cup of tea. Would you like some?

Is there caffeine in it?

Not at 4 in the morning.

Eileen smiles and gives him a thumbs up before moving past him toward the bathroom. Castiel watches her go for a second before it hits him.

He looks down at his plain black t-shirt and too-small boxer briefs and wonders if Eileen could tell that these clothes aren’t his. And that he came out of Dean’s room instead of one of the countless other extra bedrooms in the bunker.

By the time Eileen pads into the kitchen, Castiel has two mugs ready with decaf teabags in them and he’s standing at the stove staring at the pot so he can pull it off the burner before it whistles.

It’s only a minute longer before Cas pours the water into the mugs and takes a seat across from Eileen at the kitchen table.

You’re an angel, aren’t you? Eileen asks as her tea steeps.

Castiel nods as he takes a drink.

Does that mean you don’t sleep?

Sometimes I do. I didn’t feel like it tonight.

Is Dean good in bed?

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Cute Whump Things

• Character B bleeding heavily while Character A tries to staunch the blood but Character B is more concerned about the fact that stoic Character A is sobbing and panicking

• When help is a few hours away and Character B has to stay awake, Character A rambles loudly about random stuff, trying not to break down and cry and to keep them awake

• Character B’s head hurts and Character A fusses as their thighs are used as a cushion, saying that it’s probably not comfy and Character B says that it’s perfect because they get to stare up at their face and it has a great view

• Character B is in so much pain and Character A knows it, so they let Character B hold their hand as tight as they want, even when it hurts and it feels like a finger just broke

• That moment when stubborn Character B feels awful and Character A notices and makes their day easier by giving them easy tasks and watching over them with concern to make sure they don’t pass out

• When stranded together, Character B is cold and Character B begrudgingly agrees to cuddle with them only so they won’t die, but ends up enjoying it and refuses to budge, saying that it’s for survival purposes only

• After falling into ice-cold water, Character B is shivering and Character A takes off their shirt and does skin-to-skin contact, trying to keep calm because Character B is their crush and cannot die

• Character B gets stabbed and Character A quite literally rips up their favourite shirt to make a temporary bandage, Character B protests and Character A tells them to shut up it’s just a shirt

• Character B has a bullet wound and tells Character A to take it out, but they’re afraid of blood so Character B soothes their tears and panic as they take it out, patting their arm in assurance as they hide their grimaces

• Character B is recovering from an attack meant for Character A and searches for them, only to find them in tears and crying that it should have been them how dare they scare them like that and having to comfort them

• Character A and Character B were both injured, but Character A sneaks in and cuddles up next to them because they were lonely and both being afraid to hurt each other, settling for nose kisses and cheek pecks

Masterlist - Updated 06/16/17

Hamilton

Alexander Hamilton // One Shots

1. Cheap Pants -  College AU

Alexander Hamilton // Series

1. Lunchtime (Part One / Part Two) - “Are you wearing my pants?”

Hercules Mulligan // One Shots

1. Loud Mouth - Hercules has a soft side

2. Changes - “Friends with benefits. Oh, wait. I like you” 

3. Non-Negotiable - “Accidental waving” 

Lafayette // One Shots

1. Love Sick - “Can I kiss you?”

2. Late Night - Coming home drunk

3. Fresh Snow - Snow War

Lafayette // Series

1. Jeopardy (Part One / Part Two) - Friends to maybe something more.

George Washington // One Shots

1. Unreadable - “Wanna bet?” 

Philip Hamilton // One Shots

1. Yo-Yo - Soulmate AU

Philip Hamilton // Series

1. Legacy (Part One / Part Two / Part Three) - “So maybe you’re a fool, headfirst in love / with ink beneath your fingernails. ”

John Laurens // One Shots

1. Overdue - “You’re overdue for this book and I really want it.” 


In the Heights

Usnavi de la Vega // One Shots

1. Smooth Operator - “How long have you been standing there?”

2. Breaks - “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

3. Throne - “Do it. I dare you.”

4. Home - Reader is new to Washington Heights


RPF (Real Person Fics)

Okieriete Onaodowan // One Shots

1. My Favorite Cousin - Reader is Anthony’s cousin

2. Peace - Reader owns a bakery/Lin sets them up.

Alex Lacamoire // One Shots

1. Second Date - Lin sets them up.

2. Grand Tour Alex admits he’s never been to San Francisco before, you give him a grand tour.

Lin-Manuel Miranda // One Shots

1. Manhattan - “The one night stand I had is actually my boss.” 

2. Sisterly Love - “I told my family I was in a relationship/fake boyfriend”

3. A Man’s Opinion - “I’m helping you pick out an outfit for your date tonight and I’m totally in love with you.”

4. Slytherin - Reader is an understudy for Eliza

5. Mixtape - Reader is a single mom

6. What’s Next? - Oak plays matchmaker

7. 5 Things - You frequently have one night stands with Lin

8. First Dance - Lin and Reader meet early on in their careers

9. One Cream, Five Sugars - Lin spills coffee on the reader

10. Green, Green Dress - Based off of Green, Green Dress from tick, tick…boom!

11. Embarrassed - Lin is a fan of the Reader

12. Settled - Lin and Reader were college roommates/he invites her to the Tony’s

13. Tell the Kids - Reader is Lin’s assistant on Mary Poppins.

14. Armani Suit Reader is a part of an auction for a date with her.

15. Rehearsals - Reader is the choreographer for Marry Poppins and Lin needs extra help.

16. Drunk HistoryDrunk! Lin confesses something to the reader.

17. Secret Santa - Lin is Reader’s Secret Santa.

18. Christmas Without You - Christmas Eve with Lin

19. First Date - Lin and Reader are set up on a blind date.

20. Cool - Reader is a famous singer that sings a Hamilton song at her concert.

21. Mother Knows BestThe Oscars’ luncheon breeds a new relationship for Lin.

22. One Time… Lin is an upbeat theater camp counselor. Reader is anything but.

23. Side A - Based off of ‘Love is a Mix Tape’ by Rob Sheffield.

24. Parallel Lines Who Meet - Loosely based off of Stephen Sondheim’s Comapny.

25. BacheloretteYou’re starting to question your place in life when you find out your best friend is engaged.

26. Need A RideAnything seems possible in the front seat of your beat up Chevy.

27. We’ll Have TonightNew York City is your own weekend mistress.

28. EverythingProm night with your best friend is the perfect night for Lin to get something off his chest.

29. Love on the Brain - You and Lin toe the line between best friends and soulmates.

30. Rinse and Repeat - A regular customer catches your interest.

31. Hour by Hour A late night attempt to buy pot leaves you with the strange roommate of your dealer.

Lin-Manuel Miranda // Series

1. Backstage / Wedding Plans / Through the Years / Red Lights - Reader is a celebrity and goes to see Hamilton.

2. Impress Me (Part One / Part Two) - Reader conducts an interview with Lin and is also babysitting.

3. Impact (Part One / Part Two) - Reader is married but is in love with Lin.

4. Still Hurting / Rewind - Reader was recently cheated on and has to go on as Eliza.

5. Tells Your Story (Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five) - Reader is asked to be a part of the Hamilton Mixtape

6. Snapshots (Part One / Part Two) - Lin and Reader both miss their subway.

7. Only Us (Part One / Part Two) - Reader owns a bookstore Lin often frequents.

8. Bound to Happen (Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven) - The chronicles of being Lin’s assistant to maybe something more.

9. Beyond the Sunrise, a collab with @alexanderhamllton (Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2) - Mixed up orders leads to a new and unexpected person in your life.

Daveed Diggs // One Shots

1. First Sight - Rafa sets them up

Daveed Diggs // Series

1. Street Cred / Noted - “You’re a celebrity I admire but you’re flirting with me?”

Anthony Ramos // One Shots

1. Stars in the Sky - “I’m in love with you, this could ruin everything.”

Jasmine Cephas Jones // One Shots

1. New YorkLoosely based off of ‘San Junipero’ from Black Mirror.

Hallelujah, You’re Home

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          It’s been two years. Two years since they’ve felt rain on their faces. Two years since they’ve seen their families, since they’ve spoken to their families. Two years since they really started to learn what war was. Two years since they stopped being teenagers and became soldiers. Two years since they left Earth. Three, for Shiro.

           But now they’re going back. They’re going home.

           Well, for a little while, at least. The war isn’t over. The Galra Empire has been taking over the universe for over 10,000 years, it can’t be taken down in simply two. But in two years, the Voltron Alliance has grown substantially, and they’ve taken down enough Galra higher ups that Voltron is almost universally known and called upon, and with fame, comes questions. It’s not a secret anymore that the five Paladins of Voltron are from Earth. Everybody knows, so there’s no point in avoiding Earth anymore. At least, that’s what the Paladins keep telling Allura. Earth is vulnerable now; it’s a target, and with it’s technology as unadvanced as it was when they left, they’re at a serious disadvantage if the Galra ever attacked. They probably still have no idea that aliens even exist. Earth needs Voltron. Earth needs the Voltron Alliance, and the Voltron Alliance needs Earth.

           Also, Lance just really needs his mom.

           So, here they are, entering the Milky Way Galaxy, all waiting anxiously at their stations on the control deck.

           “Ha! Boom, bitches! Wi-fi is up!” Pidge punches her fists in the air in triumph and ignores the half-hearted look her father shoots her when she says “bitches”.

           The others have long since gotten used to Pidge and her amazing technical ability, but they still all look at her in shock, except for Matt. He had obviously helped her.

           “Pidge, how the hell did you get wi-fi in space?” Keith asks incredulously.

           Lance nods in agreement. “Seriously. Tell me how I can’t get a signal in the desert outside of Galaxy Garrison, but you can get one past Saturn.”

           At this, Pidge snorts and raises an eyebrow at them. “You didn’t have me. Or amazingly amplifying Altean technology.”

           “Something tells me it was mostly the Altean tech.”

           “Shh and bow before my genius.”

           Pidge, Hunk, and Lance all immediately grab their phones and start scrolling on them, ignoring Coran’s announcement that they’ll be to Earth in two dobashes.

           “Oh my god. They told everybody we’re all dead. We have a memorial!” Pidge exclaims.

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jeeno2  asked:

Cuddling in a bed PLEASE! For either Cassian x Jyn or Steve x Diana :D

modern au? steve-is-reincarnated au? who knows??

Diana lifts her head to the whining bleat of the alarm, reaching out blindly to scoop her phone off the bedside table and shut it off. Beside her, Steve makes a vaguely inhuman sound—somewhere between a groan and a wail.

“No,” she hears him mutter. “Nope, no. No.”

When she turns to face him, she finds his eyes scrunched closed, the hazy morning light from the window casting a glowing rectangle across the bare skin of his shoulder. His stubble is long and flecked with gray, his cheek a mess of squiggly lines from his pillow.

He’s beautiful.

“You can keep sleeping,” she reminds him, resisting the urge to lay a hand across his cheek. (She doesn’t want to wake him.) “I’ll be back soon.”

“No,” Steve mumbles. Without warning he shifts, settling his arm across her side.

She raises an eyebrow. “You know I’m going for a run.”

“I do know that,” Steve agrees, eyes still closed. “I know that, because you go for a run every day. Which is awesome, don’t get me wrong, but it’s Saturday, Diana. Saturday.”

She smiles, heart flooding with warmth. “Your point?”

“Most people use Saturday mornings for sleep.” His palm splays across the small of her back as he wriggles closer, pulling her gently towards his chest.

“Most people?” she echoes, letting her fingers trace a line down the side of his ribs.

Steve smiles. “I know, you’re not most people. But I am, so I’m going to spend at least a little bit of this morning in bed. I’d really like it if you joined me.”

She wonders if she should resist, get up and go about her plans anyways. But she has no desire to, none at all. She would gladly spend a lifetime here in their bed, skin on skin, the whole world narrowed to the soft curve of his smile, the gentle beat of his heart. Everything else can wait.

She shifts closer, a quiet assent, and he grins without opening his eyes. He pulls her tighter, looping his leg over hers as though to lock her in place.

“Thanks,” he mumbles, kissing her brow. “I’ll make you breakfast later.”

“You don’t need to reward me for agreeing to spend time doing something I love. This is not exactly a burden.”

He chuckles, low. “Okay, okay. But I’m making you breakfast anyway.”

She nods, eyes fluttering closed. “Perfect.”

cuddle prompts!

sooo. this came out while listening to Wild World - thank you darling @ivegotfirefouraheart for recommending it to me !! 💖💛


Here’s a fic based on the first part of this post w/ College AU klance, Lance sick and stranded at the airport, and Keith knowing what caretaking is.

For Lance, bad news comes in the form of a woman’s voice, calmly notifying the lobby full of passengers that their flight to Michigan has been delayed for five hours due to severe weather conditions. His stomach drops. Uncomfortable dread washes over him. He can’t take another five hours in the airport, he just can’t.

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softly blurred

on Ao3

from the @miraculousexchange​ spring exchange for Amaranthis on tumblr (if you have a tumblr let me know!!) 

~technically~ the prompt was any side of the love square and the rain, but i went with all sides because i really love the 5+1 things trope!

also someone please get me to stop procrastinating oh my god i regret a lot

enjoy!


I love the rain.
I love how it softens the outlines of things.
The world becomes softly blurred,
and I feel like I melt right into it.

-Hanamoto Hagumi


i. summer - l’été

 The thick humidity breaks as thunder claps. Gray clouds hide the sun and Marinette stares at the drizzle with a sinking heart, thinking of the walk home in the downpour. Her maman has always told her to always have an umbrella on her. Better to be over prepared than caught in a storm.

Marinette has never been all that good at listening to other people’s advice.

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anonymous asked:

"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now." Hunk and sick or injured Lance?

BLESS YOU

this gets…..a tiny bit gruesome. it isn’t graphic, but there is a very brief description of a compound fracture and vomit. 


When his phone starts ringing and Lance’s picture fills the screen, Hunk thinks it’s probably because he’s picking up takeout and wants to know if Hunk would prefer egg rolls or fried rice, or something along those lines. It’s getting late and Lance hasn’t gotten in touch with him since this morning before classes, and even though he figured his roommate had probably been at Keith’s, he’d been getting a little worried that Lance hadn’t so much as texted to let him know when he’d be home. 

Hunk perks up a little and sets aside his textbook and pencil. “Hang on a second, Pidge. Lance is calling.”

In the Skype window on his laptop monitor, Pidge throws their head back and groans. “Don’t tell me you’re gonna ditch me for Lance. We still have four problems left.”

“I think he just wants my takeout order. It won’t take long, just wait for a minute.”

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you’re in my veins

a little rewrite of the 2x10 jimon bite scene in jace’s pov because i couldn’t help myself. enjoy!

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Clary had told him; of course she had. If he was going to pretend to be her, he had to know what she knew. He had to know what Valentine had shown her, what he had done to Simon. He had gone in knowing exactly what to expect, knowing that Simon would need blood. Logically, he knew. But now, with ginger hair that was not his framing a face that belonged to someone else, he realized that actually seeing it was something else entirely.

Blood stained it’s way down Simon’s throat, soaking into his shirt and jacket. Jace felt his own blood freeze at the sight. Simon lay like a broken doll on the couch, his breath coming in shallow, shuddering gasps - and Jace couldn’t help but wonder if the breathing was only out of habit; vampires didn’t need to breathe. But they did need blood, and Simon had lost too much, was still losing it, blood continuing to drain out of the open wound on his neck.

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a little brighter. deancas. (ao3)

for @aliashadowblade!

prompt: destiel + cuteness

Dean found the dusty old decorations back in September and had been fantasizing about Christmas ever since.

He had a whole grand plan and everything. He was going to get everyone gifts and stash them away in his closet. He was going to wait until everyone went to sleep on Christmas Eve and sneakily pull the boxes out of storage. He was going set everything up and put the presents under the tree and wait impatiently for everyone to wake up. It was going to be a surprise. It was going to be awesome.

What actually happens is that he gets caught up in one hunt after another, and in the process, he completely forgets to pick up a single present. On top of that, their latest job runs long and has them returning to the bunker just after midnight on Christmas Day.

Sam and Mary head off to bed, but Dean finds that even as exhausted as he is, he can’t seem to fall asleep. He lies in bed for a long time, staring at his ceiling, until he finally makes a decision. He sets his alarm for the ungodly hour of 5:00 a.m. and texts Cas, Hey listen I know you’re probably busy but it’s Christmas and it’d be cool if you could make it. It’s only then that he’s able to roll over and go to sleep.

Dean groans when his alarm goes off, but after reading the text waiting for him once he blinks the sleep out of his eyes – I’m not too busy for Christmas. – he manages to drag himself out of bed.

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anonymous asked:

(for the first sentence thing if you're still doing them) Yuri really hadn't meant to end up in his lap.

The apology on the tip of his tongue dies when he looks down and sees the darkly amused smile spreading across Otabek’s face.

Yuri is full on straddling him, and Otabek just has one eyebrow raised and one hand gripping Yuri’s hip like this is a completely normal after-podium position, and not something that will cause a media frenzy for them both.

Otabek’s celebratory bouquet is crushed between them, there are cameras flashing wildly everywhere around them, reporters screaming, and Yuri still hasn’t moved because he can’t seem to focus on anything but how close Otabek’s mouth is to his own.

Then he’s suddenly too aware of Otabek’s breath across his chin, and he is moving then; moving forward as the rest of his sense abandons him, and he slots their mouths together in a kiss that Otabek responds to easily.

Yuri hadn’t meant to end up in his lap, but there’s gold around his neck and silver around Otabek’s; both medals clanking together between them, and honestly, there’s no place Yuri would rather be.

Robbed (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: You admittedly robbed someone of an Oscar. Lin unadmittedly was robbed of an Oscar. But you meet each other so everything turns out okay in the end.

Word Count: 1,400ish (for my first fic? yikes)

Warnings: non-existent knowledge of how the Oscars actually work, a tweet more than 140 characters, shamelessly including a dancing Matt Damon.

A/N: Hi, I’m brand new. My first fic ever. I’m nervous about posting it so any feedback would be greatly appreciated. 

(Yes, I am not over the Oscars yet. In my mind, Lin won and gave an acceptance speech so beautiful I wept.)
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You smoothed out your dress as you posed for pictures. There was no wrinkles or folds that needed smoothing - your handler and stylist had made sure of that - but your nerves made you forget what to do with your hands and apparently smoothing the fabric that was draped around your body was the best thing you could come up with. You attempted to turn towards every direction you were being yelled at from, giving them what you hoped to be good shots, but you were too busy overthinking your every move to care about how good you looked in the pictures.

“[Y/N], Center Stage wants an interview.” your handler stepped in, adjusting the bottom of your dress so you could walk without tripping before leading you further down the red carpet. You marveled at the sheer star power you found yourself surrounded by as you walked. 

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Steggy Week 2017 | Day 2: AU or Crossover

I drew a scene from Special Relationship by @thesokovianaccords which you should go read, in which Steve is the US President and Peggy is the UK Prime Minister. In this scene in particular (from chapter 6), they are having a very serious heated phone conversation…

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To Prongs the Prat - Mirgaxus - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter
Additional Tags: smuts, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Homophobia, Letter, Marauders’ Era, Homophobic James, POV Sirius Black, Dubious Voyeurism and Exhibitionism
Summary/Quote:

Greetings my brother-in-pranking, comrade-in-scheming, platonic soulmate, et cetera et cetera.
 
(Moony doesn’t think that I will actually give you this letter. I don’t think he should be quite so sure of that. There’s not much I wouldn’t dare to do, as you all should know well by now.)

Notes:  This is my entry fic to @wand-in-a-knot ‘s 24h smut writing challenge fest. Thank you for @wereflamingo and @nachodiablo for quick last minute betahelp *heart* You guys rock.

so, i randomly decided to post a snippet of my wip that i’ll never finish that literally no one ever asked for lmao. also, shout out to @somnumdraconi because she literally did all the job tbh lol. chris is on an indefinite hiatus because of personal reasons but dw, she’s still as extra as ever :’) ly chris

How are you exactly sure if you’re in love?

Is it the pain you feel when they are in pain? Or is it the butterflies you get every time they smile?

Or is it when you’d sacrifice your happiness for theirs?

“I’d give you the world if I could.”

“You can’t even give me a kiss; how can you possibly give me the world?”

The man who left his flat moments ago should’ve been the one crying. Draco used him as a plaything to practice with, for Merlin’s sake.

He lay in his bed for the rest of the night, wondering what the real Harry would say.

Is it when you’d give them the whole galaxy if you could? Or maybe when you’d learn to fight your insecurities and fears just for them?

Draco decided to give it a shot. He’s a bit indecisive, but anything for Harry. Anything. If the Gryffindor asked him to take a Dementor’s Kiss, Draco pretty sure he would.

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[taps mic] is this thing still on

…hello!!! it’s here!

thank you to @emerald-imperial​ for this edit LMAO

kings in couture chapter two ‘house of hermès’

anonymous asked:

Do you have any finished stuff you can share with us pretty please? Or long snips???? :D

i looked through my drive and i dont have many things finished. i have about 50 wips, but nothing actually done

i do have this chapter of a theater au i started last summer though. (i honestly havent looked at it since then so i apologize for whats probably very questionable writing) i stopped because of how unsure i was about theater in france and wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to write a story with such an inaccurate and americanized portrayal

but here, sans editing, is what wouldve been chapter one of paper stars

[let me know if there are issues opening the read more and ill post on ao3 or something because i know mobile breaks sometimes]


Marinette’s sketchbooks and bags are dumped on the floor, slowly taking over an entire row in the very back of the theater. Nino had asked her if she was moving in, like he doesn’t have a blanket and pillow stored in the light booth.

She doesn’t have to be here, but she’s always liked watching auditions. She doesn’t like having to audition — the thought makes her slightly nauseous — but watching them is always entertaining. It’s fascinating to see how people play their characters when they first audition compared to how they play them opening night. And the song choices sometimes lean towards the more humorous side. She missed the first day of auditions because she had to help out at the bakery and from Nino’s stories, she should’ve been there. Kim auditioned for the part of the fairy godmother, and supposedly, Alix has it on video. Marinette has to see that one.

There are also things that Marinette greatly dislikes about auditions. But at least no one has sang Popular yet this year.

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