#sweetiinsanity

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𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝒆𝓭 𝒇𝓻𝓸𝓶. // @sweetiinsanity

❝ I would very much like the truth, please. After all; Why hide the truth when I already know you’ve told a lie? Not the smartest thing you could do to fool someone, if you ask me. ❞

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Okay so first up are @princesircastic and @captaindashingrapscallion obviously, yes they are both number one because they are both perfection and are the reasons that I am even here bothering you all in the first place, but since I so often see them lumped together in these things we shall be dealing with them separately because they are both trash and as such should both be screamed about equally  

We shall start with David and James, they are, to put it simply, completely wonderful. I would call them perfection but that doesn’t feel like it’s doing them justice because they are written so wonderfully flawed, but not in an overdone way either. They’re realistic and the characters just jump right off the screen at you, either making your heart swell to three times its natural size with sheer tooth aching fluff, or crushing it into tiny little pieces with angst that can bring tears to your eyes 

Then, of course, there is Killian. Now, I have always been diehard pirate trash so perhaps I am a touch biased, but this Killian is not only written as an amazing pirate, but the perfect blend of Killian’s traits we see in the show, none of this puppy dog rubbish at the sake of personality will be found here. Much like previously, both fluff and angst are pulled off in a way that makes me both envious of the sheer talent and makes me scream at them because HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO MY HEART.  

In short, both of these idiots are phenomenal not only to write with but to read should you see them on the dash, and you should follow them and send in all of the things to them not only on these two but on their hordes of other blogs so you can experience the wonderfulness for yourself <3 

Next we have the fabulous @sweetiinsanity, who somehow manages to juggle not one, but three astoundingly detailed characters all on one blog without seeming to break a sweat. While I’ve only had the pleasure of writing with hatter, a character that has spawned some of my favourite threads I’ve ever had on Jefferson, any time I see any of the boys on my dash I always stop to read, because they really are wonderful. The mun is lovely too, and very patient with me and my slow, slow ways. 

Following on we have @wxckedwxns, a fantastic Zelena who is a wonderful mix of sass and heart. I adore the threads we have together, and I can almost see Jefferson and Zelena actually being friends if he can stop throwing sharp implements at her and they can both stop snarking for just five minutes. Writing with them is a pleasure and you really should all follow if you’re not already. 

Then we have @mxrmoreal, one of a very select number of Alice in Wonderland blogs that follows me, and one of an even smaller number that I’ve actually got the chance to write with. Mirana is wonderful, and I look forward to seeing where our thread goes in the future 

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When Storms Calm

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Arguing with Bucky never sat right with Liam, their fights were fierce and brutal, their tempers too fearsome to ever do anything but explode and lash out at each other nastily. Words that were not meant had been thrown as thorns to hurt, objects crashed to the floor with a scowl and sarcastic comment. It was what had left Liam sleepless, laying on his side in their shared bed, remaining immobile and keeping his breathing shallow so as to avoid talking to his partner.

Eventually when the bed dipped and Bucky left the room, he rolled on his back, dragging hands through his curls with a heavy sigh. The notion of sleep was far beyond him, and he knew it, so not long after he had thrown off the covers and followed his partner downstairs, offering a weak smile as he accepted the offer mug, soon placing it aside to show his partner that the time for apologies had passed. They knew what they were like, how they riled each other.

“It is done. No more needs to be said,” he murmured, though also felt the relief at having their argument reaching its end. Returning to his mug, he lifted it to his lips, taking a much-needed sip of the tea Bucky had prepared, sighing after and shifting one hand to curl around Bucky’s waist.

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“What?” Toni looked up at Bucky from where she sat on the floor, her back resting against the couch and her laptop on her thighs. On the coffee table was an empty mug alongside the empty coffee pot, two crusts of left over pizza wrapped up in a napkin. Some horrible reality show played on the TV. “I have a work method.”

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Protecting Him

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Fingers clenched into fists as Philip shut the door to the flat where TJ slumbered quietly, ignorant of the wayward brother on their doorstep. He could not help but feel a flare of anger unfairly towards Jefferson for his lack of control, if only because it meant that his lover was once again at risk. 

“You are not seeing him, he is resting.” His words were spoken in a cold, sharp tone with no sense of the gentle prince he was about him. Folding his arms across his chest, he narrowed his eyes, determined to make himself an obstacle in Hatter’s way, emphasising his words with physical movements. Perhaps foolish, for he knew Hatter was unpredictable at best and downright dangerous at the worst. Still, he love his partner enough to try and protect him regardless, aware that Hatter was the one man capable of bringing out the worst in him with ease, sending him into a spiral that could well and truly destroy him. 

“He’s better off without you interfering.” 

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          “I’d be careful with your words, darling. Unless you would fancy a bullet right between your eyes.”

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“No….I wish.” Bucky gave a humourless chuckle as he placed the now empty glass on the table, running his hand through his hair as he finally lifted his gaze to focus on the female. “But whatever was put in me has raised my metabolism and getting drunk is impossible.” Which made it difficult on days such as today when he wanted to just drink and forget, it’d been a rough day and he knew that the night was only going to get worse. But he had no means of making it better. “How about you? You look like a lightweight but I could be wrong.”

“I’m LESS restricted than you, but it’s the same kind of idea.” To prove her point, she reached over to take the whole bottle --- holding it by the thin stem --- and took one long drink straight from it. “I CAN get drunk, but I’d have to drink about four of these,” she explained. Her smile was wry. “I’ve only been drunk a handful of times, it surprised me.” A slight scoff escaped her lips. It was a pleasant change to be numb, but she could find solace in other activities --- sparring, etc., ones that didn’t involve a headache for two days.