#this one is...

[lucky-teo-dreamer]

get outta my head man get outta my head

[notquitedeadpod]

coming in 10 days...

[hekate1308]

25 Days Of A Christmas Carol December 16: Scrooged (1988)

directed by Richard Donner, written by Mitch Glazer and Michael O’Donoghue, starring Bill Murray

Sometimes the truth is painful, Frank, but it's made your cheeks all rosy and your eyes as bright as stars.

[cal-puddies]

the last time || luke hemmings

this was an angst request and i was already writing this soo... @iovehemmings requested :

17 with fwb!luke who comes over unexpectedly

“I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”

Luke’s face scrunches up as he gets out of the Uber. He’d changed his mind 100 times on the way over, but apparently not the address for the Uber. 

He shouldn’t be here. He knows at least that much. 

But you’re warm, and you’ll invite him in, despite the fact that it’ll destroy you both. 

The path to the break up was an easy one, he was never home and you couldn’t handle it anymore. You told him as much and that might as well have been the decision right there.

But he couldn’t stay away now that he was home. 

He rings a random number on the buzzer, he knows anyone would just buzz him in, but you would call down and question it. 

He takes the stairs two at a time. 

He hesitates when he lifts his hand to knock. He knows what this will mean, what it will do; how it will twist the knife embedded deep in both of your hearts. He knocks and his heart thumps in his chest, what if a guy is over? What if you aren’t home?

But he hears the locks and partially relaxes, and then he sees the sliver of your face as you look at him from the chained door. “Luke?” He hears the hurt immediately. You shut the door and unchain it, opening it back up wider to him. 

“Hey peach.” He gives you a half smile. He takes you in, one of his old t shirts and nothing else as far as he can tell. 

“Hey bear.” You greet. 

“I can’t sleep peach, can I stay here?” 

You sigh and open the door, “sure bear… you’re always welcome.” You nod, the sad smile graces your face and it doesn’t go unnoticed. 

He steps through the doorway and waits as you close this door and then immediately pulls you in. “Missed you.” He murmurs, reaching to lock the door while holding you. 

“Missed you, bear.” You mumble. 

Luke looks down at you and presses his mouth to yours, “can we go to bed, peach?” 

“Thought you came cause you’re tired?” You ask. 

“Came cause I’m tired and I miss you.” He hums, “all of you.” 

Luke easily pulls you to bed, because you’d honestly go anywhere with him. And he’s peeling his clothes off, and strips you of the t shirt, once you’re on the bed. 

“Gorgeous, peach… always are.” He whispers, briefly pushing his lips to yours and then moving his lips south, around a nipple, which you can’t resist… he knows that. 

“This what you came for, bear?” You check. 

“F’course not… just an added bonus for us both.” He gives you his sweet smile and then continues, kissing down your stomach and over your thighs, “I missed you.” He murmurs, looking up at you. 

You brush your fingers through his curls, this ‘I miss you’ is vastly different from the one at the front door, and you can’t bring yourself to say it yet. Luke will keep coming back and you know you need to cut him off eventually. 

He kisses back up your stomach, fitting himself against you, between your legs, guiding himself in. He presses tight against you. Luke takes his time because it’s been too long, and he missed you so much. 

He presses his lips to yours, “where are you?” He whispers. 

“I’m right here.” 

“Physically, yeah… doesn’t seem like it mentally.” 

“I’d beg to differ since you were able to get right in there.” You murmur, slight chuckle. 

He cracks a smile, “good point… you feel so good, peach.” His lips press to yours and you wrap your legs around him so he’ll hit deeper. If he’s here and it’s gonna hurt anyway, might as well get the most out of it.

Besides, you like feeling like Luke’s, that’s why he’s always allowed over, even if it is temporary. 

He presses his face against your neck and moans about how good you feel, how nice it is to be back with you. “Can you cum with me?” He asks.

“Mmm.” You moan, “you’re so deep… wanna cum.” You did your nails into his back, his friends will know he was here. “Please bear.” You whine. 

“Yeah peach. I’m there.” He agrees. He gives you a couple more thrusts and he’s coming undone with you. He pulls away to watch you, “so fuckin pretty when you cum.” He murmurs, leaning in to kiss you. He pulls out, but lays back on you, you wrap one arm around him and tangle your fingers in his hair. 

You’re lost in thought, thinking about how long it’s gonna last when you speak up without even realizing it, “we’ve gotta talk.” 

“What about?” He looks up at you. 

“What are we doing? This isn’t healthy. It hurts us both… I can see it when you stand at my door and call me ‘peach’, asking me for this… like you know I shouldn’t give it to you, but you know I will.” 

“This is the best I can do. You didn’t like that I was gone all the time…” 

“No… I accept that. I didn’t like that I was never at the top of your list when you were here.” You sigh, “you always come back, Luke, I know that. But… a lot of the time, it felt like this does… you just show up in the middle of the night, I put out, and then you leave again. I don’t have the capacity to just be that for you. I need more… if… if this is it, if this is all we are, then I can’t do it anymore.” 

Luke pushes up and away, laying next to you, he cups your face. “I don’t know what to say, peach.” He murmurs.

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[pilot-of-a-cruel-machine]

In Light of the Comet Closing

I would just like to say that I love this show has much as Natasha loves Andrey in Prologue, and that it has in fact, changed my life. And I am not being dramatic. Not one bit.

This show. This show. This show, from the moment I first listened to it, I knew I was in for something. This show is the only show I have ever listened to that gave my chills the first time I listened to it. This show is the only show that made me instantly connect with the characters. This show is the only show I have ever listened to that I never spaced out listening to the first time, because it was so exciting that even during the slower songs, it was mesmerizing. this show is the first show that I cried real tears at the end of, not because I knew the song was sad and some part of me told me to cry. This show is the first show for me to have made “what the fuck” an emotion, and in a good way. I might not have got the plot the first time (funny stories about that), but the show sucked me in, and it has never let go.

I remember waiting eagerly for the Broadway album to come out. I remember hunting for the songs on YouTube the day it did, because no one had made a playlist, and being unable to finish my homework that day because I was so focused on the comet. I remember the excitement when I found out that there was a fandom for this show. I remember using Comet as a coping mechanism, using the songs to push away anxiety over finals by making jokes about Dust and Ashes over finals. And, I remember the Tony’s coming around, and joining a group chat with six amazing people who all loved Great Comet to talk about the Tony’s, and quickly becoming amazing friends with them. 

I remember crying when I watched as one, by one, by one, the awards that the show deserved were stripped away. 

Enough about the Tony’s. I was pissed, yes; we all were. But we slowly moved on, and... things got better. 

This show... I have been introduced to some amazing people through it. People I’m even closer to than I am to some of my friends in real life, all because we love this show. We have so many inside jokes, and, except in times like this, we always are able to help each other get better. It’s... incredible, really, how close I am to these people, how much we really care about each other. It’s because of this show I’ve met some people who I needed to, frankly, and it’s not anything super dramatic, really, why I had to. I just needed them, even if it can get a little annoying sometimes. (Lily.)

Thanks to this show, I’m more confident. I feel better about myself. The show hasn’t gotten rid of my anxiety, but, strangely enough, it’s seriously helped. I connected with every single one of these characters so quickly, latched onto something in each of them that I could try and include in myself. And, it worked. It was incredibly effective in helping me become more comfortable and stronger. Emulating these characters, and acting out the show, have given me more faith in my abilities as a human being. On top of that, I was given a coping mechanism for whhe anxiety took over. Given my connection to these characters, I could easily slide into character and try and push my own thoughts away by replacing it with their’s. And this truly helped with a lot of things. I got into a select group by singing Charming and channeling Hélène’s personality to get over a panic attack (thanks to little children screaming a lot). I don’t think I would have had I never listened to this show.

I loved seeing the fandom grow after the Tony’s. I remember watching the view count tick up on Prologue, the joy in seeing the views quadruple a week later thanks to people wanting to find out about what that performance had been. Reading reviews and wishing I could have seen it. Getting jealous at stage door photos. And making this tumblr (at first to follow some of my favorite ask blogs [I remember being like “this fandom has these? too?”]) and joining a group of the most creative people I’ve ever met. I live for this fandom and pray to whatever is out there that we as a whole will not stop making things just because the show is no longer on Broadway.

I... I have so much I want to say. I’m livid, I’m frustrated, I’m melancholy... I might very well be broken after this, who knows? But that isn’t for this little essay. Perhaps another time, when I am not so crushed. OR in the next five minutes, whichever I decide.

The Comet changed my life. The Comet changed hundreds of lives, I’m sure. 

I love this show, the actors, creative, technicians.

and I want to say thank you. Without anyone, there would be no Great Comet. 

It’s up to the fandom to keep the Comet shining. 

[a-drabble-a-dray]

“...I see why you call it holy.” She stepped out into the garden, adjusting the simple tunic she was given.

“I’m happy to hear it.” The priest smiled, running a gloved hand over the enormous trunk.

The leaves, high above, dispersed the summer sunlight. Her bare feet crossed the grass, accompanying the soft thumping of the priest’s boots.

“Take your time praying. And, congratulations on finishing your pilgrima–”

She gripped his wrist, sliding the glove out. “Awfully overdressed, no?”

“What are...?!”

“Just wondering.” She forcefully pulled him close, his hand sinking through the bark. “Where the other pilgrims are.”

[brief-lives]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Loki (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Sylvie (Loki TV), Lovedaggers - Relationship Characters: Loki (Marvel), Sylvie (Loki TV) Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Smut, Porn With Plot, Some Plot, Bisexual Male Character, Bisexual Female Character, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, First Kiss, New York City, Hotel Sex, Female Loki (Marvel), Long-Term Relationship(s), Developing Relationship, Soft Loki (Marvel), Soft Sylvie, Switch Loki (Marvel), switch sylvie, My First AO3 Post, First Time, I Love You, No Beta, We Die Like Men Summary:

Some time in 2023, after the dust has settled around the TVA and the timelines are returned to a balance, Loki and Sylvie spend some time together in NYC to unwind and get to know each other.