dreaming the day away

Fluff lover and overworked student, French girl mostly living in fiction. pp is a picrew by cryptidjack

[twiilys]

twilys' fanfiction masterlist

all my works are posted on my AO3, and i will sometimes post WIPs here (my writing tag is #twilys writes, fics tags are #fic: name of the fic). pls ask me for playlist/songs recommendation to go with the fics, i'm dying to share them!

works are completed unless stated otherwise.

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Anne With an "E"

the colours through her eyes: Josephine/Gertrude, first meeting in 1840s Paris, pre-canon

a dream place for lost birds: Josephine & Cole with background Josephine/Gertrude, a spin on Cole's adoption (2x10) in which he gains 2 aunts instead of one

thou and i are too wise to woo peaceably: Anne/Gilbert, modern marketplace AU, strangers to lovers, the Carrots Incident

of late nights and early mornings: Anne/Gilbert, no plot/reflective piece, a look at their thoughts on mornings/evenings throughout their lives

what lies ahead: Anne/Gilbert, fix-it of sorts, the Winnie we deserved to see, fluff and angst

The Long and Winding Road: Anne/Gilbert, + Diana for the golden friendship trio, Wild West AU of sorts, rescue mission to save Minnie May, slow burn, ONGOING (#fic: the long and winding road)

the night brings wisdom: Anne/Gilbert, pining and late night discussions

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Fire Emblem: Three Houses

time to learn: Jeralt & Byleth, pre-game father/daughter relationship with school shenanigans

the most painful is when you heal: Cyril/Lysithea, birthday fluff with a dash of angst that relates to Lysithea being a Victorian heroine

as you wish: Claude/Byleth, cozy day-in watching movies and stuffing themselves silly

kitchen duty: Raphael, Marianne, Lysithea & Leonie, kitchen duty that may or may not have led to catastrophe

meet me in the in-between : Cyril/Lysithea, ficlet collection for Cysithea Week 2022, UNCOMPLETED

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The Legend of Zelda : Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom

the light dragon's tale : Hyrule folklore, light dragon, spoilers for dragon tears quest, myths and legends

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Lockwood & Co.

spinning on that dizzy edge: Lucy/Lockwood, 5+1 things if you squint, no Problem AU, lakeside setting, holiday romance, not all is as it seems (#fic: spinning on that dizzy edge)

shadow play: Lucy/Lockwood, wedding fluff, first dance, light-hearted teasing

love (i just couldn't let go): Lucy/Lockwood, short make-up scene after a fight, written for the Lockwood and Co Flash Fiction challenge

come a little closer (then you'll see): Lucy/Lockwood, the Lockwood family all lived AU, Fittes!Lucy, Black Library scene, what if Lucy was Penelope Fittes' protégée and Lockwood tried to break in to recover something for his parents' research

[radialarch]

ok @carnovsky here's my #vision for a shane in montreal story

it's 2019, the end of ilya's first season with ottawa. montreal has won its third cup in six years and the city is delirious, it is loud and blazing, and it is in love with shane hollander, his playmaking and his footwork and his gorgeous, gorgeous hands.

the foundation is launching next month, step two in the plan that spans the rest of their lives, and shane thinks he hasn't been this happy since the first time he stepped onto the ice.

two weeks at the cottage. long lazy days of ilya complaining about the team not gelling together, the way the suburbs still rub him wrong, city-born, city-raised. "it's boring," ilya says, theatrical and drawn out, "nothing to do," and shane kisses him and kisses him and says, "i'm boring," lets ilya press him down onto the bed.

dev camp is over. montreal's not getting the top draft picks but there are always trades, guys eager to break out of the ahl. three guys retired after the cup. when the roster gets whittled down to 23, there's one vet who used to play for colorado and two new rookies calling shane captain.

it feels like the rookies get younger every year. ilya's good with rooks, bullies them out to loud team parties and drives them drunk back home again, damn near tucks them into bed. shane's not like that, and every time the rookies look at him with something like awe he wants to look away, wants to say, it's not about me, it's the team, it's yours just as much as mine. he doesn't. he's not a people person. he shows them how he uses his edges. he shows them how he flips forehand, backhand, the trick of the wrist. always, eventually, the rookies stop thinking of him as a god and start thinking of him as a person.

not yet. not yet. ilya laughs at him. "that one, he is always at your elbow, like a duckling. he is in love with you, yes? i should be getting jealous."

"don't be ridiculous," shane says, "he's just a kid. anyway, you have rookies, too."

kid gets better. he stops dropping his stick when shane's looking at him. he's got good instincts on the ice, an eye for the open lane. first game in the mlh; first assist, first goal. it's the best feeling in the world, playing hockey. shane remembers that.

asg weekend, shane and ilya back on the same line. the goals are easy. ilya pounds him on the back when they score, hugs him with both arms, his whole weight. a room full of journalists put to press that they're friends, that they respect each other, on the ice and off. a narrative is stories other people tell about you.

"you could skip this, you know. go to mexico. lie on a beach."

"shane, i would never miss a chance to play hockey with you."

montreal is so close to clinching a playoff spot. they're in calgary. shane's about to go to bed when someone knocks on his door. rookie comes in, clenched fists, shoulders up by the ears. "i'm going tell you something," he says, can't look shane in the eyes. "it's bad. i'm sorry."

"there are photos," he says. "it's me. me and-- a guy." his teeth are clicking together, hard, wet. "i think. i think they're gonna leak."

"shit," shane says. "who else knows?" kid is already shaking his head. "your parents? your agent?" kid flinches like shane checked him. yuna hollander has a contingency plan for three different scenarios, but shane doesn't know how to deal with this. "who can you talk to? why are you telling me?"

kid looks up. eyes shiny. throat working. "you're my captain," he says. "i need help."

meeting with the coach. meeting with the gm. kid needs a lawyer, maybe. shane puts the kid in his own bed and holes up in a conference room, door locked, headphones in. calls ilya. ilya's three hours ahead but he answers, second ring. "what's wrong," he says, and shane presses his teeth to his knuckles and thinks, kid's barely old enough to drink. it's too young to have your life fucking ruined.

"fuck," ilya says, when shane tells him, and then, quieter, urgent, "does he know about you?"

"no," shane says, "i don't think so. i think he just thought i might be-- safe." because he tells guys to cut it out when they're starting to get shitty about scott hunter. because he's never called a guy cocksucker on the ice. because he keeps his head down, and doesn't talk much, and all he's ever wanted to do is play hockey.

"fuck," ilya says again. "what are you going to do?"

shane's not a good captain. not like ilya, whose team loves him because he's loud and joyous and open, invites you in, makes you believe you can reach out and grab for it, the thing that makes you sick with wanting: the win, the cup, a whole damn life. shane can't do that. shane doesn't know how to expose a part of himself without flinching, waiting for the hurt. he's already braced for it.

you're my captain, the kid said. he is. the c's on his chest.

"help him, i think," shane says. "i don't know. fuck."

it's march. no one has time for this, but here's shane marching into coach's office anyway. kid doesn't have a lawyer, so he has shane's. "okay," coach says, "i see," presses his fingertips into the sockets of his eyes, and then he says, at the kid with his teeth nearly through his lip, "is this going to affect your play?"

what do you mean by that, shane thinks. "what do you mean by that?" says the lawyer. what the fuck do you mean by that.

"if this is going to affect your play," coach says, "we need to know now, so we can adjust the lines."

"if you bench a player for being gay," says the lawyer, "that is a textbook case of discrimination."

"if there are fucking pictures, that is not about being gay, that is about a fucking media circus. the playoffs are starting in two fucking weeks!"

"no," kid says. "i can-- i can play."

"because i need to fucking know, if you're not committed to the team, if you can't keep this shit off the ice--"

coach is going to bench the kid, shane thinks. first playoffs, and the kid is going to miss it, waiting for the pictures to drop, no one to fucking talk to, and he's never going to get this back.

"he's committed to the team," shane says. "look at his points. you were thinking of trying him on second line!"

"the team dynamics are going to change, if this comes out, jesus, hollander, i have to think of the team, we could be winning another cup this year, and a distraction is something we can't afford--"

sent back down, because rookies don't have no movement clauses, and that's it, the dream, the mlh had you and then spat you back out, because you couldn't help yourself, should've stopped wanting, should've tried harder--

"you had me," shane says. "it wasn't a distraction."

"what?" says coach.

his coach doesn't know. his lawyer doesn't know. this isn't any of the options. there was a plan.

the kid doesn't know, and he looks like his heart is breaking, maybe, looks like he's dying. at twenty shane would have been. at twenty-nine he still is. a lot of kids are going to be looking up to you. shane never asked for that. all you do is love hockey. all you ever want to do is play.

"i was gay," shane says, "in 2015," the first cup, when shane thought he knew what it was like to be happy, "and you played me 1c."

[introvertsnation]

[damndorothea]

i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today

[helloitsbees]

this is entrapment

[helloitsbees]

two equally delightful paths here:

1) a very simple and genuine “i like your shoelaces”, which tells me that you are either a lesbian or a very cool ally

2) “i like your shoelaces” followed by the pronounced grimace of one recalling their past sins, which tells me that you were a 2012 tumblr user. i now hold the power in this conversation and you are at my mercy.

[asofterepilogue]

if you know about 2012 tumblr how do you hold any power in any conversation

[helloitsbees]

well, stucky fanfic url, the trick is to not let them know that you are also cringe

[excusing]

this is the most poignant burn ive seen all year

[helloitsbees]

[wilburian-deactivated20221116]

everyone lost

[mango-pickle]

#tumblr is an ecosystem you kill one trophic level and everyone starts dying

(via @binguscore)

[agentemo]

losers gonna pick on losers forever ^-^

[helloitsbees]

[catgirlforeskin]

[trans-angel]

[catgirlforeskin]

[that-twink-over-there]

Tumblr has the best PvP of any social media

[snowylynxx]

[tepkunset]

when you ask a knowledge keeper something and they say "good question"

[foeofcolor]

Only day you can rb this

[foeofcolor]

This post is like a fucking rosetta stone I've had the same theme song tagged in at least 6 languages so far

[crackshipsandregret]

Curious pebble (1/?)

Part 2 / Part 3

[normal-about-hollanov]

ik i just used this still in something else but it will never not kill me that the composition of this shot is literally a heart

[great-gatsby]

every reread kills me a little bit more

[great-gatsby]

reread and enjoy <3

[rogers-carter]

THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING 2001 | dir. Peter Jackson

[manuciruja]

awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?

[manuciruja]

i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users

[smadsel]

would be remiss not to mention that the rainbow notably straight up just removed the trans flag colors from it. like they’re gone. it’s the progress flag minus the trans flag colors.

[smadsel]

that’s not the whole flag, now is it

[snap-crackle-cunt]

what shane says: im gay

what shane means: i can never love a woman in any way resembling the way i love you and when i tried she called my shit IMMEDIATELY so what im trying to say is i can't sidestep whatever we are the way you can, i will never ever love anyone but u

what ilya hears: somewhere along the line of our multi-year situationship that began with me immediately sucking ur dick, i have determined that i like men.

what ilya says: ya no fucking shit bro what

[voidsmischief]

Ilya & his favourite word

[laterkiss]

happy pride month 🏳️‍🌈

[hyperiondaylily]

Marianne wielding Blutgang, for FE art scuffle @/okamimon

[leighlew3]