sweet thing!

I haven’t really talked about this a lot because I’ve been distracted BUT I’ve now been to two meetings with other young trans people and it has been SO refreshing like. After the whole situation with the T and the Gender Lady I’ve been so frustrated and I felt like everything had just Paused and stopped working, but now I feel like I got a boost like!! I’m ready to move on and become a better version of myself & all that. It’s good and I’m very glad

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Anonymous said:
Amy I love you and everything you have ever written ever can I throw money and or candy at you until you are happy with the amount not like in a weird way but just cause you deserve it (I’m on pain meds sorry if this makes no sense)

Honestly this is the sweetest thing, and I’ve been smiling about it all day

Anonymous said:
Yo I love those tickets you did in Duke’s pov!!!10/10

Well thank you! I’m really enjoying the option of a narrator who doesn’t know what the hell is going on. It’s an interesting POV to work with. 

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themindpalaceinthetardis  asked:

I just want to say I'm so excited for the next chapter! I was scrolling through your replies and getting so emotional thinking about everything that has happened to these boys and it's really not what I needed right now cause I have chapter for my thesis to write but knowing you're updating soon is also my push to finish this soon! I especially can't wait to know what sweet things Viktor has said in Russian to Yuuri but the sequal has made me come to terms with the fic almost being over.

The fic might almost be over but there is still a lot more to come, both with going into the past for the start of the companion fic and into the future for the end of it!

wreficules  asked:

Yo Mister England, it's the depressed writer... and I just wanted to say, face out, you anons should leave our Mum alone~! This awesome blogger doesn't need to hear this crud, okay? Love is something complicated, and it's not as easy as splurging out a confession and expecting reciprocated feelings. The EngIta thing is sweet, but it's a joke. A sweet joke :3. But seriously, consider how much your distressing the person behind the screen. It's unfair and it's far from "love".

thank you… i wish all of u were on the discord so i could make a huge family of all of you… one big family that memes together

10 songs/10 mutuals; tagged by @pjpedream thank you honey!!!

  1. december, 1963 (oh, what a night) // frankie valli & the four seasons
  2. burn // ray lamontagne
  3. can’t help falling in love // elvis presley 
  4. i’m on fire (cover) // chromatics
  5. lua // bright eyes
  6. sweet thing (cover) // hozier
  7. leather and lace // stevie nicks
  8. she will be loved // maroon 5
  9. dreams // fleetwood mac
  10. chelsea hotel no. 2 (cover) // lana del rey

i’m tagging: @slythaerinss @terushlma @yasmeensghauri @laurent-rose @lunarcaustics @herxnstairs @vintageklance @amvricachavez @arimendohza @reaperrogers

Prompt #151 - Rise and Shine

ANON: ‘rise and shine, sweet thing.’ 

so I take these prompts and then I never do them and I don’t even know why I reblog them anymore?? here’s this one, just something small and sweet because it’s been about 30 years since I posted last. 

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It was in the early hours of the morning that he crept in. The house was just as much his as it was hers, but for the last few months, Owen had been vacant from the premises. Creeping only felt right as the sun began to rise, Owen sure that Claire would still be tucked into their shared bed.

He moved slowly, steps calculated in heavy boots as the front door gave way to his key. ‘Whiskey,’ Owen hissed low on his tongue, watching as the large German Shepard pushed her head against the hard wood, impatiently trying to force it open before Owen could. ‘Quiet, girl.’ He warned, only to receive the animal’s large brown eyes looking at him with itching upset. Owen only shook his head, pushing at the door as the dog ran in, her paws clicking on the floorboards until she sat, patiently, at the stairs.

‘Stay.’ He offered the animal knowing Whiskey would follow his commands regardless of if they were on duty or not. That’s what she was trained for. Two years out in the field brought them the bond that came with the command. Whiskey whined, tail sliding against the floor as Owen bent to undo his bootlaces, untangling the knots before sliding them off. Whiskey stayed behind when Owen climbed the stairs, head checking over his shoulder to make sure the dog wasn’t creeping in socked feet behind him.

The sunlight had managed to reach the windows of their second storey, stretching across the floorboards in the hallway. She loved it like that, for some inexplicable reason, light on the floor, warming places while others remained cool. Owen couldn’t help the grin on his face, warmth slipping across his body as he watched the sun spots, his fingers inches away from their bedroom door where she lay sleeping. He spent months watching the sun on the ground, thinking of her glee, knowing that she loved to stretch out like a cat on the floor, soaking up its warmth. He wanted so desperately to join her, the distance between them made it impossible.

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another faq

sometimes i forget to answer questions for a long period of time and they just. pile up;;;; so i summarize them all under a cut (since i get asked the same thing over and over a lot….)

i think this works well. 

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Oh my GOD

I was rewatching bits of episode 2 of YOI and purposefully paused at the moment where they show Yuuri’s profile.

And I noticed one thing. See that box under the pictures on the left-hand side?

This one. It says:

Goals for this year:

  • Winning the Grand Prix Final
  • Not crying during a competition

Yuuri set himself two goals and one of them was “not crying” PROTECT HIM.