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(a/n) i haven’t posted in a while so i thought, why noy post an absurdly long, niche au :) big shout out goes to @duskholland​ for letting me rant about weird aus and brainstorming with me <3 For me, this is as much a tom fic as a SCD fic haha, this show is just *chef’s kiss* such a feel good thing for me. i hoep you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoed writing it

au: Strictly Come Dancing - Professional Dancer!Tom x celebrity!reader

word count: 26,262

warning: swearing, mention of alcohol, a bit of angst, refernces of shitty exes and breakups (the dance itself also has a bit of a dark team (death, murder) but its all just choreo and no actual violence takes place in the story :)) Also I’m no choreographer. I just had an idea and tried to work with it. hopefully it makes sense. 

Oh And Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone!!! 

If you’d have been there, if you’d have seen it- I betcha, you would have done the same.

the homemade suit—stupidly adorable and not great for thermoregulation

fashion of the mcu | spider-man: far from home ↳ peter parker + black t-shirt

(a/n) I know I said I was gonna write this like months ago, and i had written most of it fairly quickly, but then inspiration and motivation kind of slummed and i stopped, but then tonight I was like, ya know what, let’s finish this. so i did :)

word count: 9.6k

warning: near death experience, death, drowning. Maybe parts of this are questionable, but it was based on an ancient Greek myth, so please take it with a grain of salt oki

Love is not full of pity, as men say,  But deaf and cruel where he means to prey  - (Hero and Leander, C. Marlowe)

Persephone had returned from the Underworld, and her mother Demeter was celebrating once again. The night was warm, and the flowers around the town were in their full bloom as the green leaves in the trees blew softly with the winds. 

The city of Sestos had its yearly feast, honouring the goddess of love. As the sun was slowly reaching the horizon, it illuminated the streets in the soft golden glow. The people of the town were coming outside, ready to enjoy the festivities. At the city square, with a fountain positioned in its exact centre, you could hear the lyre player strum a melody. A woman joined in on her aulos not soon after. With music good enough for Apollo himself, people were quick to start dancing around the square, laughing and vocally copying the melody in a complementing manner. 

i genuinely do not understand how anyone could look at season 5 reid and not be hopelessly in love with him. look at him.

look at him.