Author: foofygoldfish

thethirdrose:

la-priestly:

Maria: Oh, there were times when we would look at each other… oh Mother, I could hardly breath.

#mm. their chemistry in this movie is stupidly scorchingly electric#when they dance the landler and maria breathes “…..I can’t remember what comes next” like SAME MARIA#I WAS ALSO DISTRACTED BY HOW GEORG WAS LOOKING AT YOU LIKE HE WANTED TO EAT YOU#I WAS MOSTLY IMPRESSED BY YOUR ABILITY TO REMAIN UPRIGHT#he’s so frustrated by her entire existence and isn’t that the dream? to frustrate and arouse a very hot wealthy man who hates nazis?

themysteriouslou:

@foofygoldfish you’re lucky I don’t plan to write a full-fledged fic about before this, both canon and AU-wise. Just ask @elusetta what I would have done to my daughter c:

we are absolutely on the fluff war now
i have posted my contribution so now it’s up to you and lucy 😛

To the deep ends

themysteriouslou:

themysteriouslou:

I wrote this as part of an angst war between @elusetta @foofygoldfish and me. Another good motivation was noticing that there are few bunker ending fics where the deputy explores their grief following the death of their friends. So, my deputy is going to be the guinea pig of this little experiment of mine, hope you enjoy it!


The days in the bunker went on smoothly.

Or at least, she perceived them that way.

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I CAN’T BELIEVE I FORGOT ABOUT THIS

Here’s the moodboard I made for this fic before even writing it.

Aaaand my job is done.