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Christi {part-time writer, full-time fangirl}
Hi friends! I dabble in writing when inspiration strikes, hope you enjoy! And always feel free to reach out with questions, comments, requests, suggestions, chit chat, whatever!
UPDATE: 12.31.24: The Three of Us: ‘Tis The Damn Season w/@therealslimshakespeare (Austin Butler / Callum Turner / Reader - 18+)
They way he looked at her when she grabbed his face has me DROOLING
This man is so pure but the thoughts I've had about him are so not...
Mouth on bulge through the fabric. You agree. Reblog
I'LL SUGGEST JIM!!! Full cast sweep here, let's go.
YESSSS LE'TS GO!!
Hmm, trying to find a good screeshot where he doesn't look mildly concerned is tricky. I know there'll be one, but given that there's usually some variation of this expression on his face, this'll do nicely. Handsome chap. Sturdy. I have zero idea how he survives in that many layers. Impervious to so many things, which is useful if Lewes is your C.O.. He's always there, somewhere, but fits unobtrusively into the scenery, so to speak. He looks like he's lurking with intent, just waiting to give a hug to anyone who asks for one. No one has yet asked him for one, though. He lives in hope. Perhaps this is also why he is so loyal to Lewes. He naturally gravitates towards whoever is in need of hugs, but is too polite to just give them one. Like one of those anxiety service dogs coming up to you in the waiting room to comfort you, if he's loitering just on the edge of your personal space you should probably hug him. It's for his benefit. And yours. He can sense your need.
Looks: 10/10 Huggability: 9482324/10 Derangement: 8/10 Utterly essential upport character vibes: 108/10 Other: -4 for making me concerned with that heavy jacket Total: come-here-and-hug-me/10
You just want cuddles, don't you
Theme 398: a break from bucky for some joe
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FLEABAG (2016-2019)
bucky manspreading. you agree
bucky in a too-small movie theatre seat manspreading until knees are touching yapping wildly + cheesing and snickering with curt on one side and stage-whisper-mansplaining to gale on the other like someone is Going to throw a full bag of popcorn at him for being the most obnoxious person alive and well dear reader he is going to eat it
biting his nose thank u dua
the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away
Rosie x Ida Saga, part 2
Previous: Wedding Night
18+ Warnings: very mild sexual undertones throughout between a married couple, the usual thematic warnings for the series apply in retrospect, angst, mentions of miscarriage, mentions of medical experiments and infertility, distressing scenes of post-war Germany and attitudes towards Germany citizenry.
Circa: late 1945
Summary: months into marriage and back on the continent, Ida finds the secret of her lost daughter overshadowing her marriage (or, the chapter where she finally tells Rosie about it, yayyy)
Edited and researched by my haggard self, lemme know what I may have missed 🥰
Nuremberg in the fall, and then early winter, and then closer yet to holidays once so eagerly anticipated, proves an odd place.
Ida feels herself in a strange, head down, mouth thin, orders to be exacted sort of domesticity. Everything feels exact and measured and more than a little dreadful. She learns the streets, she finds the city market place, she finds the city market place is empty of provisions, she finds the army commissary instead, she answers the boys questions there about a woman behind the yolk, she sets up house, she learns Robert’s hours and that they begin immediately, she relearns her typist skills, she works at her law books, she tries to eat the food she has purchased, she tries to appreciate Nuremberg in the fall.
She fails. It is too grim; but she tries. And she fails; none of it is Robert’s fault.
SCREAMS IN IVE BEEN IN THIS FANDOM FOR SO LONG THAT I INSTANTLY KNEW WHAT JACKET THIS WAS UGH
Anne Vallayer-Coster, A Vase of flowers, two plums on a marble tabletop (detail)
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Hedy Lamarr photographed by Alfred Eisenstaedt at her home in Hollywood for LIFE magazine, 1938
