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[hedgewitches]

mixingtheblues replied to your post: do you think sansa and arya are playing a long...

yep. she’ll get all the flack.

if there’s been one consistent thing on this show

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mixingtheblues replied to your post “I just had this thought but I already have 8? 9? unfinished drafts so...”

pls write this we can wait

I.......probably will tbh it’s too cute not to :x

[acanofpeaches]

ARE YOU ME. I'VE ACTUALLY AVOIDED LISTENING TO THE LAST...1/3 OF HAM BC UGH I CANNOT DEAL. THEN THAT SONG????? NOPE. UGH.

YES!!! The last part is so hard to get through — pretty much from The Reynolds Pamphlet on. The Stay Alive reprise is another one I go "NOPE!" and skip when it comes on. But Your Obedient Servant makes things a little lighter because of the cheerful interludes between them planning to shoot each other lol but then..........ya no. But yeah act 2 has too many emotions that I can't always handle.

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i just want you guys to know that your ABSOLUTELY THE SWEETEST comments about dresses give me life and that you are incredibly cute

[ramblesandreblogs]

More Medieval!AU (Part One)

Requested by mixingtheblues (Hope you enjoy bby! xoxo)

Also, this isn’t really very Medieval-ly but, for the sake of the original prompt, let’s just pretend. :)

Hours later, they are tangled up together in Connor’s bed, the chamber ablaze with the light of dozens of thick, tallow candles and a fire burning high in the grate.

Connor cards a hand through the Oliver’s thick hair, his tresses still damp from the bath, and watches shadows from the candles dance on the expanse of Oliver’s back while he dozes, pressed close to Connor’s side.

“I like your hair,” Connor mumbles as the strands slip through his fingers.

Oliver lifts his chin and blinks up at Connor like an owl. “What?”

“Your hair,” Connor repeats, curling a piece around his forefinger. “It’s longer than before. I like it.”

“You’re the only one then,” Oliver says, dismissive and drowsy, as he burrows himself deeper back into Connor’s side. He had almost been asleep before this ridiculous discussion about hair of all things. “I’m cutting it in the morning.”

“But you can’t,” Connor protests.

Oliver lifts his head again to give a pointed look and cocks an eyebrow. “I can’t.”

“That’s right. You can’t.” Connor is undeterred and bites back a grin. He had almost forgotten how easy Oliver made it sometimes. “I’m the King. I order you not to cut your hair.”

“You order me.” 

Oliver kneels up at that, all traces of sleep gone. His expression has gone hard and flat and Connor tries to quell the beat of excitement that rushes through him. That is Oliver’s warrior look and it never fails to give Connor an unexpected thrill, a curl of heat in his stomach. “You forget yourself, good King. You do not give me orders.”

Connor licks his lips and props himself up on his elbows. “You swore an oath to obey.”

Oliver shakes his head. “I am a knight of the Imperial Guard. The Guard makes no vow of obedience.”

“Well they—” Connor begins.

“As one of the Imperial Guard, I vow to live by honor and for glory. To all peoples of this realm, I pledge courage and protection. May my conviction always be just,” Oliver recites, kissing up Connor’s chest and pressing him deeper into the bedclothes as he does. “To all knights I serve beside, I pledge loyalty and fraternity. May my blade always be true.” Oliver lifts himself up on his elbow and smiles down at Connor, the candlelight twinkling in his eyes. He brushes a strand of hair off Connor’s forehead and continues with reverence. “And to my lord, His Majesty the King, I pledge my all. My fidelity and devotion ever more. My breath for yours. My blood for yours. My life for yours. This, I pledge ever more.”

Connor swallows down a lump in his throat and blinks at the burning behind his eyes. He all too familiar with of the vow the Imperial Guard and knows what their foolhardy pledge almost cost him.

“I don’t like that last bit.” His voice quivers but he doesn’t make any attempt to mask his emotion. Not here, not with Oliver.

“The last bit is the most important,” Oliver gently says. When Connor just shakes his head, Oliver continues. “Your protection is the purpose of the unit. We—”

“I know,” Connor cuts him off. “I know. I—I just don’t like it.”

They gaze into each other’s eyes, a dozen emotions passing between them. The hand Connor’s reaches up to pull Oliver down trembles and the breath let out against Oliver’s neck shakes. There is plenty knows he should say but everything rushing through his head seems too dark or too heavy or simply too much for tonight. 

This night – Oliver being back, the two of them wrapped up in each other again – all of it seems so fragile. Connor’s afraid to tip the scale too much in either direction.

With is face tucked into the curve of Oliver’s shoulder, Connor lightly whispers, “I still don’t want you to cut your hair.”

Oliver stifles a laugh, cups Connor’s cheek and leans close for a kiss that lingers. “I don’t understand the appeal,” Oliver murmurs against Connor’s lips. “I look unkempt.”

Connor shakes his head. “You look handsome,” he corrects.

“Dirty.”

“Rugged.”

“Ghastly.”

“Wild,” Connor insists with awe. “You look wild, Oliver.” Connor brushes a tangle of Oliver’s hair behind his ear. “Nothing like that stoic soldier all those years ago.”

This time, when their eyes met, memories filter between them.

“You were so formal,” Connor remembers.

“You were so arrogant.” Oliver half smiles at a dozen memories of the antics of the foolish prince he’d been charged to protect all those years ago.

Connor smiles, and for the first time since Oliver’s return it looks carefree. “You always got so mad when I went to visit the gardens.”

“You weren’t visiting the gardens, Connor,” Oliver lightly scolds. “You were hiding from me.”

“That may be true,” Connor concedes. “But you did always find me.”

“I always will.” Oliver prompts himself up on his elbow again and cups Connor’s cheek.  “Who ever would have thought?” he murmurs in disbelief, his thumb tenderly running along Connor’s jaw. “My King.”

Connor tangles his hand in Oliver’s hair to pull him down. “My Warrior.”

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mixingtheblues

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“ok idk if you got my ask but I saw your post about asks not getting...”

omggggg all the roles are perfect. aiden and the rest. aaaaah.

Hi bby! And I know, right? It worked out much better than I thought.

[ramblesandreblogs]

4, 15 & 20! what an interesting list of questions. ;)

Hi! Okay, let’s do this. (Questions here if you want to ask something.)

4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

I just checked my drafts folder and I’ve got a bunch of one-shots that are all in progress; some just need a few more tweaks before they’re ready and others are just a mess of random ideas. I’m also kicking around other parts for Addie!Verse, the political AU that will probably never get finished, some other fic ideas (historical AU, amnesia AU, lots of future domestic fluff). And, besides that, I’m super behind on prompts. I’m so behind on those you guys. I’m so sorry.

The main thing I’m trying to focus on right now is part two of this college AU. I really didn’t like the first few drafts I wrote but I think I’ve got a better handle on it now. Hopefully that will be posted soon. (Wait, Jules. Didn’t you say that few weeks ago? Shhhh!!! No one asked you!)

15. If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?

I would pick this coda thing about Oliver figuring out about the murder on his own. I’m probably alone in this but I think it would be a more interesting arc if Oliver figured out about the murder and Connor’s lie on his own rather than Connor coming clean in some big confession. But again, that’s probably just me...

20. Describe your perfect writing conditions.

Comfy chair, coffee, working computer, and quiet neighbors. 

[sweetcreatvres]

9, 13, 14. :)

Thank you so much! :D

9. Already answered. :)

13. Your favourite comedy film?Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion. I could never get tired of that movie, I’ve loved it since I was a kid.

14. A music video you would love to see developed into a film?Ooh, I love this question! Gaga’s You and I video comes to mind because I’d love the idea of a mermaid being kept alive in a farm in Nebraska. And I gotta say, a movie with the characters from One Direction’s Best Song Ever would be hilarious. Marcel ❤

Editing to add in Nelly Furtado’s Try. one of my favorite music videos and it could make an interesting film!