Jumana, She/her, 25. working in HR. aspiring author. Damerey & Bellarke Trash, Slytherin Requests open ;)
I also write some fics
Damerey_knows
And the few Bellarke fics i have are currently stored here Supremequeenofthenerds
Thanks for the tag @sperastella 😂 it’s been a while since i’ve worked on a fic but maybe this will get some inspiration flowing again 😅
Rules: share the first lines of your ten most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway ❤️
Alright here we go!
What Happened in the Woods (Fae AU) - “Okay,” Rey said, as the cab pulled up in front of her. She had just been on one of the worst dates she’d ever gone on and now the only thing holding her back was his grip on the cab door.
Time Heist (MCU AU) - Poe could hear the stress his armor was under as he wrestled with Kylo Ren. Jumping back into the air, the thrusters under Poe’s feet held him aloft above the dour man’s head.
A Clan of Three (Rey was raised by Din Djarin AU) - Rey wasn’t sure how long it would be before she met her contact on Jakku. Her father had not been so forth coming with the details but she still trusted him. Though not related to him by blood, Din Djarin was the only father Rey had ever known. He had adopted her when she was five and had brought her up in the ways of Mandalore. She trusted him with her life.
Painted History (Reincarnation/Soulmate AU) - Rey laughed at Finn, who was making weird comments about the paintings in front of them. “Why paint one boring old haystack,” Finn said, waving his arms around dramatically. “When you could paint fifteen of the same haystack.” “There are actually twenty-five haystacks,” Rose said, pointing to a plaque under the painting.
Damerey Drabbles Part 2 (Collection of Drabbles) - Poe walked into their apartment to see a tornado in their kitchen. Why is there flour on the ceiling?
Over the Years (Poe’s POV of Painted History) - Poe walked up the steps of the Art Institute of Chicago, past the enormous green lions outside. He’d come here almost every night since the painting had been moved. He laughed quietly as he remembered the day he’d sold his first painting; a portrait of Raisa sitting in their little garden, surrounded by the purple and white irises she loved to tend to so much. It had been almost two years after he’d met Raisa in a market in Marseilles, and about a month into their marriage, when he’d sold the painting. That painting was still in his apartment, hanging on the wall in his office. He’d bought it back from the collector years ago. There were others still out there, four to be exact, all residing in various art museums around the world.
The Art of Matchmaking (Hitch AU) - Poe smiled as he walked down the streets of downtown Coruscant to the apartment of his most recent client. His job was an odd one, a bit outdated if you asked some, a bit controversial if you asked others. His job was to help men find their perfect match. Or well every man other than himself. Poe had had one too many bad relationships in the past for him to really truly feel that he was going to find “the one” for him. He was having enough fun without being tied to someone, no matter what his father thought.
Part of Your World (The Little Mermaid AU) - Rey darted between the high reeds. She knew she shouldn’t be near the shipwrecks but she couldn’t help it. She found things there, some useful things that she could save or trade. She didn’t have much, well, not much that was hers, anyways.
A Penny for Your Thoughts? (Soulmate Tattoos AU) - Rey darted through the crowded street. Why did Finn say he wanted to go to a bar next to the stadium? she cursed in her head as she dodged around a group of drunken men who were attempting to dance on the hood of a parked car. Heathens. The game hasn’t even started yet.
Ocean’s Five (Ocean’s Eight AU) - Rey Ocean walked out of the gates of the courthouse and onto the streets of Washington DC, breathing fresh free air for the first time in five years. Taking one minute to stare out in front of her, smiling at the bus approaching from the distance. It was one quick trip as far as she could get on the money she had to Chicago.
Alright lets get to tagging 😘😜😘
@damnitdameron@damereylove and everyone else who wants to join in (Sorry im fasting and brain isn’t braining right now 😅
i love that specific ao3 phenomenon where you get a sudden influx of kudos on a work and it’s clear someone shared your fic but you have no idea who they are or where they shared it. it’s like being a dickensian orphan receiving money from a mysterious benefactor.
George wasn’t supposed to have a line there, he was supposed to brandish the sword, grab her and leave. George decided to ad-lib a line because he thought it was funny and that it was in character. So Nichelle had no idea that George was about to say anything. They start the take, George leaps over there, grabs her and says his line. And Nichelle Nichols, not Lt Uhura, looks at him with That Look on Her Face, and in two iconic words lets the world know what she and Lt Uhura are about.
It should 100% be illegal for companies to make you give them your payment information when you sign up for a free trial version of their product. It is not necessary and there is no good fucking reason for them to do it. It’s blatantly just so they can steal forgetful customers’ money.
oh hey, thanks for reminding me to cancel a free trial i had going on.
Reblog to save an unnecessary charge cause it also reminded me to cancel a trial lol
[ID: Digital comic, depicting what the OP wrote. The first image shows Sokka on the left and Aang on the right. Aang is sat down, his right hand supporting his face, and, with a stressed look on his face, says “Zuko will never agree to this plan.” Sokka is standing beside him, looking at him with an interested and quizzical look. Then, he shrugs and says “I’m sure he will.” The next image has Aang, who is now looking at Sokka and yelling at him, saying: “I tried three times already!” The focus is now on Sokka, who stretches his arms in front of him, looks at Aang with a smirk, and tells him: “Cute. Now watch a master work.” A star is right above his hands. In the third and final image, Zuko appears. He is on the right and Sokka is on the left. Sokka leans towards Zuko, making a pleading, puppy-eyes face to him, as he asks: “Zuko, can we–” He gets cut off by Zuko, who looks at him with a fond smile and immediately answers “Yes.” The final panel of the comic shows Aang completely bewildered at what has happened. End ID]
the best part of this is that it’s literally canon
those posts always go around that are like “if you’re on Tumblr and you’re over 25 blah blah blah” but honestly if you’re on Tumblr and you’re under 25, I don’t know how the fuck you found this place. like I came here when it was actually kind of cool and then just never left because all my stuff was here. what’s your excuse
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