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I’d rather you didn’t reblog this, please.

I’ve been thinking about the characters from my detective story a lot these past couple of days and they’re really starting to take form and become dear to me. I don’t want to go into too much detail in case I actually end up writing the damn thing, but I figured the best place to start would be deciding how they ended up working together in the first place.

Crane is hired on to a pretty mundane case. A wealthy man suspects his wife is cheating on him and wants to find the man who’s made him a cuckold. Sure, whatever, Crane needs the money. As it turns out, there is no other man - his wife has been having an affair with their maid the whole time. Crane exposes them, and the wife claims that she was seduced, that the maid had lured her away from virtue. Everyone buys it and the maid is heartbroken, disgraced, disowned, and turned out onto the streets.

It slowly dawns on Crane that profiting off of a poor girl’s misery was maybe a shitty thing to do. Sure, it was a crime, and he was just doing his job, but she was guilty only of love. So he tracks her down, apologizes for ruining her life, and offers her a new one working as his secretary. Things are tense and awkward between them for a while, but she’s extremely clever and proves herself capable of saving his ass. They become more like business partners… he gets the credit, she gets the foxy ladies.

Eventually, they get married. It’s her idea. He’s flustered by the proposal: “Married?! But… I thought you were a lesbian!”
“And I thought you were a detective, you great oaf.” She then explains that a “lavender marriage” could be convenient to both of them and crush any career-threatening rumors. It also amuses her to play it up in public, just to annoy him. They enjoy a platonic understanding and, later, a “permanent houseguest” who is “very sisterly” with Prudence. I’m working on her story now….

- chapter one: part one -

“There’s a million reasons why this shouldn’t work…but there’s one reason why it should…”


7 Weeks

Two pink lines. What the fuck. No, this couldn’t be happening.

I shook the stick a few good times, knowing the box says you’re really not supposed to but I thought that maybe if I did it hard enough, maybe...just maybe, it would fix the error. Because this was clearly an error. This was clearly a manufacturing error. It was the test, it had to be. The test was defective, the test was clearly defective. Because there was no way this could be right, there was absolutely no way that this test could actually be positive, there was no way I could actually be…pregnant…

Oh God.

The air cinched from my lungs as I plopped down on the toilet seat of my bathroom, the test barely dangling between my loose fingertips over my bent kneecap. Shit. I flicked my head back and forth, shutting my eyes as the heat began to travel from the warped pit of my stomach up to my cheeks, filling them with a sickening flush. Shit, shit, shit. How could this have happened? How could I have let this happen?

My shaken thoughts quickly juggled between ‘what the fuck am I gonna do’ and ‘holy shit….I gotta tell him’. Him. Him being a guy that would probably want nothing to do with this, a guy that had a whole entire world of speculation and scrutiny to deal with considering he was…famous. Him being a guy that I didn’t even really know, a guy that I hadn’t even spoken to since the night he…well, apparently impregnated me. The mere thought of having to speak to him, to tell him this news when we literally didn’t know a lick about each other, made the nerves start to creep up my spine.

I popped my eyes open and tentatively peered down at the little stick of death that was in my hand. Maybe I don’t have to tell him, I innocently thought with a tiny shrug, the idea being swiftly washed away by my own good conscience.

Letting out a loud groan, my upper body tumbled over as I let my head hang down between my parted knees, my arms dramatically slumping to the floor.  

I had to tell him. I had to tell Niall.


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[An old Henry x Robin I had sitting in my deviantART! How about that :D]

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“…Henry…what are you doing?”

“Huh? Oh, heya, Robin!” Henry’s nonchalant greeting would normally be received with a smile and a light blush. After all, that smile was pretty charming when he was sincere. But this time, not so much. 

Because it was delivered next to a severed leg and sinister hexes surrounding both Henry and the appendage. She did her best to retain the disgust.

“What’s going on over here?” She repeated, and he giggled excitedly, gesturing for her to come closer. She reluctantly complied, wondering what in the world he was planning.

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  • female YA protagonist: ...and this is my best friend, who I've known for my whole life; she's really beautiful (not like me) and graceful and smart and good at sports and all the boys want her but for SOME REASON she never seems interested, but we're so close and she supports me and understands me and I can tell her everything and just seeing her makes me feel happy...
  • female YA protagonist: ...
  • female YA protagonist: holy shit is that a CUTE SMIRKING WHITE BOY I think I'm in ~**~LOVE~**~
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“Well? What do you think?”

“What are you  doing ?”

“Wearing your jacket.”

“I can see that moron! But why?! What does this accomplish apart from making you look stupid?”

“Hey!” Lance said indignantly, jumping back as Keith got up from the floor and advanced towards him.

“Give it back!”

“No!”

“Give. It. Back.”

“Just hear me out first!” Keith stilled with his hands clasped around the collar of his stolen jacket.

Fanart for @purpleneutrino‘s fic Entangled. It’s amazing and I’m sad it’s gonna end soon. I got really frustrated with the fanart and just kinda gave up (I can’t shade.. or colour?). I put in a quick Keith wearing Lance’s jacket from the next scene to make up for it.

Please teach me your ways of digital painting and shading because I‘m clearly not progressing as fast as I want to ;_;

Fun Fact: I actually rewatched some Voltron to find the episode where Lance and Hunk are wearing pyjamas to correctly reference the canon pyjamas for Lance. And they really do not go with that jacket, haha.
When you’re too obsessed with getting every detail right.

Anyway, I hope you’ll still like this, there’s definitely more coming even when Entangled ends because I really really really love it!

The First Kiss - GOT7

JB - While you’re looking elsewhere, he turns your face to his by placing his hands on both sides of yours. He rests his forehead on yours out of affection which you expected but then he lifts your face and kisses you. You didn’t expect that…

Mark - While you’re out walking somewhere and his arm is draped over your shoulders, he kisses you on the cheek casually like this isn’t the first time. Later that same outing, he kisses you on the lips before he parts from you for some reason (like needing to use the bathroom). Again, no big deal.

Jackson - Full of respect for you, he hasn’t kissed you on the mouth yet though he’s affectionate in other ways. So you make the first move. He forgets everything else and responds with a lust you didn’t know he had. He’s not ashamed to kiss you in public and doesn’t care who’s watching.

Jinyoung - It’s a long time coming but so worth it. Now that he can trust you, he has no problem being honest. He says he wants to kiss you and he does right then and there. He knows he’s not an expert so he does it repeatedly with tiny adjustments until he feels the response he’s looking for in your body.

Youngjae - In private, when he’s in a really good mood, he playfully pins you against a wall. Now that your faces and bodies are so close, he hazards a kiss just to see what would happen.
*Try not to look so surprised. He’s a man after all.

BamBam - He finds the right opportunity and goes for it, no hesitation at all. After a short peck, he gauges your reaction. Since you don’t seem offended, he gives you a good, long one this time.

Yugyeom - At the end of one of his hugs that he always gives you, he bends down and goes in slow because he wants you to know it’s coming and he wants you to anticipate it. He pauses at your lips and won’t let them touch until you get frustrated.


How are you doing after that? Need a moment? Shall I get you a fan? 😂 Fun fact: the inspiration for this came from someone wanting a fic including the words “this fat meaty”… You’re welcomed that I kept this so clean. 😁

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The Host (Spotify Playlist)

Thank you guys for all the song suggestions! I’ll still add more if you guys find any others songs that fit, but for now here it is!

Rafael Barba & Your No Good Rotten Day

Because @lunadegitana didn’t mind a quick imagine & there were crummy days had, and Rafael is obviously the best medicine…

Originally posted by all-things-raul-esparza

Terse

Yes, that’s what he’d settle on. Rafael Barba sighed, and cocked his head to the side while leaning back in his chair so he could prop his feet up on his desk. Terse; because you weren’t being rude, even though it wasn’t like you to speak in such vague terms.

Just an hour ago- he had sent you a text asking if you’d like to go out for drinks that evening. Not an uncommon or particularly vexing question, he’d like to think. Yet you had only responded all of ten minutes later; Perhaps.

Perhaps? What was he supposed to construe from that? He spent forever staring at those seven silly letters before growing just slightly frustrated. With you for leaving him so bewildered, with himself for even really caring so much.

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Once again, the queen of too much dialogue @ginnyweatherby strikes again!  This one is basically just Lefou trying to control two tiny humans, with a little bit of Stanley at the end

June 13th, Dessert

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anonymous asked:

In response to your last anon ask about the mixtape: I think saying "oh, it could just be an old mixtape he made for himself" or "oh, it's just a thing that totally platonic bros do all the time" ignores the extremely long history of mixtapes being used as a romantic trope? Whether or not people do this IRL, I can't recall ONE moment in fiction where one character gave another a mixtape and it wasn't a romantic pairing.

Psst @ last anon ^

This is a really, really good point. We’re watching fiction. I have never, never seen a mixtape used in fiction as ANYTHING but romantic. (I will gladly accept examples, though.) Unless the show explicitly states that it was Dean’s old tape, we’re kind of supposed to assume that it was made specifically FOR Cas.

I mean…

lmao when you are so away from fandoms (and follow chill and good ppl) you hardly heard of the embarrasing things fandoms do

so I’m pretty sure the kinkiest thing an elf can do in the bedroom is ‘telling lies on purpose’ or as we humans call it ‘roleplay’

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“You would rather do this with the gardener?” said Fingon, looking distressed.

“No!” said Maedhros. “I only want it with you, but you behaving as if… as if you were the gardener.”

“But I’m not the gardener.”

“I know you’re not the - that’s the point, I - oh, never mind.”

“I’m not even very good at gardening,” said Fingon. “Though I will learn, if it pleases you! I would beg lessons from Yavanna herself.” He looked determined.

“You don’t need to actually do any gardening!” Maedhros said. “Just… say you do. Say you’re the new gardener and you saw me and decided you wanted to -”

“You want me to lie?” said Fingon, sounding scandalised, but then he looked thoughtful. “But you’d know I was lying the whole time.”

“Yes,” said Maedhros. “That’s the idea.”

“So I could say anything at all. Anything I wanted. I’m the new gardener,” Fingon tried. “I’m the new gardener and my name is… Nognif.”

“’Good morning all my dearest Readers,’

“the Host greets. ‘I’m tired and quite sore, but other than that I feel alright. Don’t worry about it too much either; I’ll be quite alright. I can’t wait to continue with this event, but of course I’ll be sure to answer some questions now and then as well to balance it out, as that seemed to work yesterday evening. Alright, well, I’ll probably answer a few more questions this morning before the event continues. I hope you all have wonderful days/nights today. See you all then!’“