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For the ask game: there is only one bed 😯
Oh an absolute A! Bonus points for additions like: putting pillows down the center of the bed this is MY side that is YOUR side cut to them waking up cuddling, take the bed no YOU take the bed NO YOU TAKE THE BED, full pajamas vs 'I sleep naked you're lucky I'm keeping my underwear on', etc. A beautiful springboard of a trope to so much delight!
Would love to know more about your Heated Rivalry WIP Work it Out. I’m curious as to what lil brain worms you got for these two 😁—beaconfeels
Yay! Actually, this one is related to the text post I made about Ilya and Hayden hatefucking through Shane while Jackie watches! I don't have any Hollanov-only HR wips (yet, because let's be real).
Ask Me About My WIPs!
Even though it had been her suggestion, her calling the shots and positioning them, she refrained from getting entirely undressed or touching herself. She and Hayden weren't exactly what she would describe as sexually adventurous, and she really didn't know what the protocol was for a situation like this. She kept biting her lip to the point that it drew blood, and she was grinding against the seat of the plush hotel chair. No one was paying her any mind, anyway, not with the threesome unfolding on the massive bed. At least, she thought that was the case until she looked up again and met Ilya's intense stare. He smirked at her; a gorgeous, devilish, thing that she was certain had women dropping to their knees for him any time that he pulled it out. His hips kept meeting Shane's ass in an even, punishing rhythm. His eyes darted down to where she was still absentmindedly grinding against the chair - god, she just needed something - and his smile got even wider. "This was your idea, wasn't it? Why don't you let yourself enjoy it?" "Hey, what the fuck, you don't talk to her like that, Rozanov. In fact, you shouldn't talk to her at all, I swear to god I - " "For fuck's sake, Pike - Hayden - you are fucking my husband's mouth right now. I am not even touching your beautiful wife. Though I am sure that if I was - " "Enough," Jackie snapped, cutting Ilya off as she made her way to her feet. She shed the slip that she'd been wearing underneath her dress and let it fall to the floor, then removed her bra and underwear as well. Both Hayden and Ilya's eyes were locked on her, and she felt fucking powerful in that moment. They were silent, though the room was not, as they continued fucking into Shane. "I don't know what you're staring at. You have your best friend and your husband right there between you. You know that I'm watching. So give me a show."
She Sells Sanctuary for the WIP ask game please? 🍒—beaconfeels
Thanks friend!
Oh man, She Sells Sanctuary is a WIP that will never get finished, but it was an OT3 that I started after the first season of Stranger Things aired featuring Steve/Nancy/Jonathan. It was from Jonathan's POV as he became friends with Steve and Nancy, and it developed into more, and as he watched the younger kids dealing with Will's return, including a lot of Lord of The Rings refrences.
Here are two snippets that I liked from it:
Sleep did not come that night. Nor the next. Nor the night after that. As the days faded into weeks, Jonathan tried to find his footing and shake the vertigo inducing thoughts that snuck up on him as his head hit the pillow. He hadn’t been to The Upside Down himself, but he had seen The Monster and seen the same look in the eyes of everyone who had been there. And still, every time he tried to sleep, it felt like the world was dropping out beneath him. But sometimes, right before he woke with a start, behind his closed eyelids, he would see Nancy Wheeler with a gun in her hands, more vibrant and full of life than anything he has ever seen before.
Strictly speaking, he hadn’t meant to overhear their conversation all those weeks ago when Mike, Dustin, and Lucas were leaving the hospital. The boys were so overjoyed with having Will back, they didn’t even notice Jonathan. “The Morgul blade,” Dustin had said. “What about it,” Mike asked. “When Frodo was stabbed by The Witch King of Angmar at Weathertop, he was never really ok again,” Dustin elaborated. “Even after Elrond tried to heal him.” Mike and Lucas shared a look. “I’m just saying––” “We just got Will back and you’re already thinking of more things that could go wrong!” Lucas snapped, hitting Dustin’s shoulder with something between a punch and shove. “Guys, stop,” Mike intervened before things got out of control. “We’ll just have to make sure we have enough Kingsfoil around at all times.” That seemed to reassure the other boys, at least for the moment, and they headed off, but Jonathan was frozen in place, holding a rapidly cooling cup of coffee he had been fetching for his mom. It had never really occurred to him that Will might not fully recover from his time in The Upside Down. In fact, it hadn’t really occurred to him that none of them might recover from all of this. As he explained it now to Nancy, it felt silly and childish. But when he finally looked up at her again, she wasn’t looking at him like he was silly or childish. “You know, a month ago, I might have laughed at that,” she said. “But now, after all of this…” she trailed off with an apologetic shrug, but Jonathan knew what she meant. Nothing was impossible anymore. There was a cheer from the basement, and Nancy turned towards the door for a moment, attention drawn to the boys downstairs. She absently drew circles across Jonathan’s wrist with the pad of her thumb. “So, you’re looking for an answer then?” she finally asked, leaning her body towards him in a way that inspired confidence. Jonathan pushed his hair back. She hadn’t made fun of him, or laughed at him. He didn’t know why he suddenly felt awkward. “Not answers per say,” he said finally. “More like, I don’t know, assurance. That life can return to normal after––” he gestured in a way that seemed to encompass everything they’d been through. “And what happens in the end?” It was nearly a whisper. “Well, it’s been a long time since I read these to Will when he was younger, but, yeah, life does go on,” Jonathan said carefully. “I mean, they return to the Shire and everything, but Frodo never really is ok again. Even after everything he went through, that old, stupid stab wound is the one that acts up for the rest of his life. In the end, he leaves Middle Earth and goes to the Grey Havens with Gandalf and the Elves.” Nancy seemed to consider this for a long moment. Finally she gripped his hand, squeezing hard, reassuring, possessive. “I guess that means you’ll have to find your own version of The Grey Havens.” She was looking at him, eyes piercing, and he wanted… Well, he wasn’t sure what he wanted, but it was like being pulled into her light. He shifted himself forward on the couch slightly, leaning into her space and––
18 for the ask game please? 🌸
Soph!! Yay!! <3 Thank you for the ask.
18. Are you musical? Play any instruments or sing? Would you ever perform for an audience?
Yes! I do sing, my high school choir was competitive and I grew up a church choir kid as well. I'm an alto that can dip into tenor range.
I also play several instruments: piano, viola, guitar, and mallet percussion (primarily marimba). I also dabbled in baritone and pipe organ, but didn't play/practice to the point where I would say that I have any sort of mastery, lol. In addition to choir, I was also in orchestra (viola) which was the same time as band, so marching band was where I learned mallet percussion. Guitar I was self-taught, but I was in piano lessons from the time I was four until I graduated from high school!
It's been a while since I performed in any sort of organized way, but I absolutely still would. I especially miss being part of an orchestra sometimes.
I was tagged by my darlings @beaconfeels and @greyhavenisback 💛
Steal Something From My Room:
A skeleton dragon that screams and wags its tail when you walk by.
A humidifier. I don't live in the rainy part of the PNW.
A painting of a trail disappearing into a misty pine forest.
A solid walnut restored antique dresser with a swing mirror. Probably haunted.
A CPAP machine. *suffocating noises*
A medieval tapestry with owls on it. I like to pretend it's not a replica.
A Turkish rug with a tree of life pattern on it. Not a replica.
My personal library of 500+ books.
A floral-patterned cane with a glow-in-the-dark handle.
A cozy armchair with plaid upholstery. Comes with a bonus layer of cat hair.
No-pressure tags: @angel-in-a-big-blue-box @magic-multicolored-miracle @hacash @fujoshimuffin @shieldmaidenofsherwood @seven-oomen @skinnyscottishbloke @thehobbitwithstickyuppyhair @ardricael @original-asteria @ratmonologue ...and anyone else who wants to do it! (You can say I tagged you. *winky wink*)
Sleepover Saturday! 🧁🍊🍎🍇🧁 I’m bringing cupcakes and fresh fruit for us. Crank the music please! 🎶 What are the top three songs that make you think about Allydia? —beaconfeels
Oooh cupcakes and fruit!! I love it! We are having the best sleepover ever! 💖💖💖
Top three songs for Allydia is SO HARD I love them SO MUCH but right now I have to say:
Red Wine Supernova, Chappell Roan
Chew On My Heart, James Bay
Slow Dancing, Aly & AJ
Deter. 18…as encouragement 😘—beaconfeels
Soph!! Yes, of course!! 🥰
18. ...as encouragement
They sit in the parking lot of the school in silence, Peter patiently holding onto the steering wheel with Derek in the passenger seat. Peter's trying to wait him out, but Derek can be stubbornly taciturn when he wants to be, and he might just have to give him a little push this time. "You can do this, Derek. You've studied, and you've passed, and you've student taught. You applied and interviewed and you got the job. Now you just need to go in there, meet your colleagues, and get started. They're going to love you. Not as much as l love you, but they will." Derek starts to say something, but Peter cuts him off, this time. "Just get in there, already!" He leans over and steals a kiss, and opens the handle on the passenger side door in the same move. "There's your kiss for good luck. Now go!" Derek laughs at his earnestness and steals another kiss, but finally goes. Peter admits that he sits there and waits until he watches Derek enter the building before he leaves the parking lot. They've fully restarted anew, in a different place, and he can't deny how free he feels. He's just so glad he was able to convince Derek to come with him.
Send me a ship and a number and I will write a kiss!
Do you have a lil headcanon for Deter that you’re particularly fond of? I just want your Deter thoughts :D
Hi friend!! I have so many Deter headcanons and thoughts oh my lord. But one of my absolute favorites is that they knew they were into each other, if not it for each other, for like forever. Little Derek laying claim to all his uncle's time and attention. Peter stopping dating even when Derek is far too young because it feels unfaithful. Even if they don't do anything about it until years and years and years later, just knowing that something's there between them!
