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[darkeunology]

♡ Love is the Warmest Colour ♡

Word Count: 3228 (I'm amazed it's this long)

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of gunshot injuries, normal Criminal Minds violence, kidnapping, torture mentions (No explicit details)

Summary: In a world where soulmates feel each other's pain, you and Derek seem to be oblivious to each other's pains.

Not proof read. Not sure how I feel about this one tbh.

Soulmate: Noun: A person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner. 

Everyone in the world had someone who was destined to be their soulmate. It was a tale told to every child as a bedtime story, the exact way soulmates were known to each other. Shared pain - all soulmates in the world feel each other’s pain, Every scratch, punch or bump, soulmates feel it all but are never left with the physical marks from the injuries. 

Maybe not so surprisingly, a lot of people never actually found their soulmates, getting injured close enough to your soulmate so that both of you would realise anything was quite rare a feat, most people gave up trying to find their soulmate by their 20s, not wanting to waste their life trying to find the person suited best for them. Including you, once you’d hit 25, you’d given up - you thought it would be great if you did ever find them, but you weren’t holding out hope for it anymore, you’d now just ignore any of the pains you’d ever felt from your soulmate, which annoyingly for you, was a very common occurrence. 

—---------

As a child, a common question that was asked during class was ‘what do you want to be when you grow up?’ Everyone else in the class would always have an answer to this, Vet, Astronaut, Writer, Fireman, to name a few, but you never once had an answer, never a clear one anyway, you had no idea what you actually wanted to do in life, and even once you’d finished high school, you chose to not go to college, instead choosing to unfortunately bounce between jobs, starting out at retail, before moving to waitressing until eventually moving to the job you were in now, a barista at your local coffee shop. 

It wasn’t quite the life you or your parents had ever imagined for you, but you were happy enough; sure, you were living paycheck to paycheck, and you weren’t really able to treat yourself as much as you’d wished to, but it worked for you, and now, being in your 20s, you weren’t really sure how you could do anything else with your life. 

It wasn’t until the day you very nearly died when you decided you wanted to do something different. 

You’d just finished a lunchtime shift at the coffee shop, planning to go to the store quickly before you went back to your apartment, a good friend of yours coming round to have a girls night together after a long week at work. You never managed to make it home that night. Whilst walking to the store, a van stopped next to you, a young man poking his head out the window, asking you how to get to the highway from where he was. After quickly telling him where to drive, you turned your back to the van, about to start walking again when you felt yourself be grabbed from behind, a large hand covering your mouth to stop a scream from escaping - no matter how hard you tried to fight off the hands on you, nothing would loosen his grip as he pulled you into the back of the van, landing a quick, hard punch to your head, knocking you out immediately. 

When you finally woke up, you were tied up on what felt like a dentist’s chair. All your clothes except for your underwear missing from your body. A shiver ran through your body from the chill in the room you were in, the chill getting worse when the men who kidnapped you walked into the room you were in, menacing smirks lining their faces. 

Once your friend hadn’t been able to get in contact with you after you’d failed to get back to your apartment after work, they called the police, knowing that you would never be late coming home without letting her know beforehand, she knew deep down something had happened to you, especially with the news recently of young women being kidnapped and murdered in the are you lived in. She’d seen on the news that the FBI had already been called in after the last murder after seeing the press conference on the news the other night, she told them everything they needed to know and hoped that they’d be able to find you in time. 

Unsure of just how much time it had been since you’d been kidnapped, all you could focus on was the pain running through your body from the hours of torture you’d had to endure. It felt like you’d been here for days when in reality it had only been a few hours. The only thing that had kept you going the whole time was the hope that your friend called someone when you never showed up to meet her at your apartment. That hope finally coming true when a tall, dark skinned man jogged into the room, FBI vest on his body and a gun held firmly in his hands, “I’ve got the victim.” he spoke into his comms before placing his gun back into his holster, walking up to you, a gentle smile on his face, “Hey, sweetheart. I’m agent Derek Morgan with the FBI. You’re safe now alright. Medics are on their way down.” he spoke gently, his hands moving to carefully untie you from the chair. 

Derek stuck by your side every moment until they put you in the back of the ambulance, keeping you comfortable as everything buzzed around you, only leaving you when the ambulance left for the hospital.

He was the one good thing you tried to focus on whenever you had nightmares about the kidnapping. It took months of therapy, months of being scared to leave your house alone again before you were finally ready and able to do something about your life. You guess it’s because of what you went through, but you decided that you wanted to do what was done for you, you wanted to help people in the worst moments of their lives; so you went back to school, studying criminal profiling and psychology, graduating 3 years later before luckily managing to get a position in the BAU, the same unit who saved you nearly 4 years previously.  

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Derek remembered when he was told about soulmates by his parents, his sisters told him afterwards that they all had the same talk when they were the same age. He was told one night as he was being put to bed, his parents telling him that there was one special person in the world who was a perfect fit for him, a person who he might never find but someone that would never be better for him. He was told that was how his parents met each other, his dad being hurt during a police job with his mother luckily being close enough to him that they knew almost in that moment they were meant for each other. He was told that any physical pains he would ever have would be felt by his soulmate and any pains his soulmate had would have, he would feel himself. 

As Derek grew older, he never really put much thought into soulmates, he knew how unlikely it actually was that he’d ever meet his true soulmate, with just how big America was, and the fact they might not even be American. He just figured that if he was going to find his soulmate, it would happen naturally - so, like most people, he dated anyone he wanted to, not caring, nor worrying if they weren’t his soulmate. 

At night sometimes, as much as he would never tell people, he would often imagine what life might be like with his soulmate, or just exactly how he would meet them. He mildly envied the people who had actually managed to find their soulmate, wondering how they got so lucky with how large the world is. 

Sometimes Derek would think he didn’t even have a soulmate, he often wouldn’t feel any random pains, only sometimes getting a pain in his foot, almost like his soulmate had just stubbed their toe somewhere - or sometimes a harsh pain in his arm, maybe a needle injection or someone hitting their shoulder too hard as they walked past them. 

So, even as Derek was for some reason in a lot more pain than he normally was, he didn’t really think too much of it. He was used to pain from his job so it didn’t really feel like much to him, he thought you were just going through a bad day. 

He never connected the pieces, even after his pain stopped once you’d been rescued. 

—-------

Nervous was an understatement as you stood in the elevator going up to the BAU office, you hid it behind a gentle smile as the doors opened, asking the first person you saw how to find Aaron Hotchner’s office. 

After getting your directions, you headed through the glass doors into the main office, walking up to Hotchner’s office to the curious looks of the other members of the team. You knocked on the door, walking in once you’d heard a ‘come in’ from the other side of the door. 

“Hi. Aaron Hotchner?” you asked, a smile on your face as you held your box full of your things in your hands, 

The man nodded behind his desk, standing and walking round the other side to be able to shake your hand, something you were just able to do with the box you were balancing. “Hi, yes. You must be Y/N,” he spoke, waiting for your nod of acknowledgement before he continued, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Everyone else has just gone into the meeting room. I’ll show you your desk then we’ll go up to meet everyone.” he explained, a small smile on his face the whole time, before he led you out of his office, quickly showing you your desk so you could place the box down before leading you up to the meeting room, walking in before you, “Everyone, meet our new agent, this is Y/N L/N.” he spoke to the team, 

It took a moment for everyone to introduce themselves, Derek was the last to speak, “You seem familiar,” he spoke after he’d said his name. Everyone else took that to mean something different, since they all knew what Derek was like most of the time, so they were surprised when they heard Spencer speak, “Yeah, he’s right.” Causing the rest of the team to try and remember why two of their team knew your face. 

Sighing lightly, you glanced at Aaron, who already knew of your past, he nodded gently, signalling that you can tell them if you wanted to, “I must just have a familiar face.” you spoke, shrugging your shoulders. 

Thankfully for you, the team dropped it. Derek still giving you looks every so often, trying to figure out where he knew you from. 

—----

It had been a few weeks of working in the BAU, you’d managed to fit into the team really well. Already going on many girls nights with JJ, Emily and Garcia. You got on with the males in your team as well, but nowhere near as well as the girls. Garcia being the one you told everything to, including the day you were kidnapped and rescued by the BAU, and opening up to her about the small feelings you had for a certain Derek Morgan.

You’d also had a lot more pains from your soulmate in the past few weeks, nothing too bad, just some hard hits every so often, one being a nasty hit on your ribs one day at the end of a case, you standing with Emily and practically doubling over in the sudden pain that shot through your abdomen, “You good?” Emily asked, concern laced through her voice, 

“Yeah.” you gasped out, “I don’t know what happened, that just really hurt for a moment.��

“Must be your soulmate.” Emily spoke, you nodded in response, 

“Yeah, it must be.”

When you and Emily found out that Derek had been shot in his abdomen, luckily only causing a harsh bruise due to his vest, Emily was the only one who connected the dots about the pain you felt that day, deciding not to tell anyone else about her thoughts. 

—-----

“You alright sugar?” Garcia spoke when she saw Derek, noticing the obvious look of discomfort on his face, 

“Yeah, baby girl. Just got an awful headache, I took painkillers ages ago and it just hasn’t done anything.” he spoke, rubbing his temples, he knew from the fact that painkillers hadn’t worked that it would be a soulmate pain, 

“Soulmate maybe?” Garcia spoke, 

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking.” He spoke, smiling at Garcia before getting back to work. 

It wasn’t until he sat down at his desk and saw you taking some painkillers when something clicked, “You good Y/N?” Derek asked, grabbing your attention and the attention of Emily who was sitting nearby at her desk. 

“Really bad headache. Painkillers are only helping a small amount.” you sighed. 

Emily was only looking towards Derek, a knowing look on her face, watching as Derek looked towards her, realisation slowly showing on his face, “Let me know if I can do anything to help.” he spoke, before turning back around, his only thought being that his soulmate was potentially his colleague. 

—----------

Oftentimes when you’d come into work, you’d go into Garcia’s bat cave, getting her some coffee and having a little chat before the work began.

A knock on the door interrupted you and Garcia this morning, “We’re meeting now. We have a new case.” JJ spoke as she poked her head in, her face looking grim. Both of you stood, grabbing your coffee mugs and heading over to the meeting room, being the last two to come in,

“We’re going to Florida.” JJ spoke, turning on the TV on the wall, “There’s been a series of murders, all women in their late 20s, all being found dumped in remote areas.” 

“Any sexual assault?” Derek asked.

“All of them had signs of sexual assault, yes.” JJ answered. “Newest victim is Stephanie Leigh, she was kidnapped yesterday evening after a night out at a local club.”

“All of these women were killed two days after they were kidnapped, meaning we have under 48 hours to find her alive.” Hotch spoke, his face serious like always, “Wheels up in 20.” he finished, getting up from his seat first as everyone else followed. 

—--------

You and Derek were in the car driving to the club where the recent victim was taken from, 

“I think I figured out where I remember you from.” Derek spoke, filling the silence that had surrounded you both for a while, 

“Oh yeah.” you spoke, knowing that Derek probably had, and dreading having to tell him he was right. 

“I think around 4 years ago, maybe more, we were called out to a local kidnapping case, the local cops were investigating someone kidnapping local young females and murdering them after torturing them for a few days, normally 2, but he’d accelerated his timeline on the last victim. We’d found the last body then a few hours later we were told of someone else being kidnapped - it was you.” He turned to look at you for a moment before putting his eyes back on the road,

“You were the one that found me first.” you spoke. Silence filled the car again for a moment, “I never told any of you purely because I just wanted to try and forget about it. I figured some of you might recognise me, but I hoped that you’d rescued so many people that you wouldn't necessarily remember one person you’d helped. Clearly though, you knew, and I think so does Spencer.” you looked towards Derek, “I’ll tell everyone else eventually” 

“I’m sorry for bringing it up,” he spoke quietly, 

“Don’t be.” You shook your head, “I needed to thank you anyway. All of you really. But you stayed by my side from the moment you found me until the ambulance left,” you paused, looking back at Derek, “I don’t think you realise how much I appreciated that.” you finished quietly, a sad tone in your voice. 

Derek turned and nodded gently at you, not saying anything else until you guys arrived at the club, continuing on with the case you were working. 

—--------

“I think we found our guy.” Hotch spoke after Garcia had finished her round of research she was given, the team headed out, finding the warehouse where the unsub should be holding the missing girl, rushing to get there before he murdered her just like the others. 

Spencer and you went round the back together along with some swat agents and other cops, checking each room until you saw the unsub running from you both, alerting the agents who were left outside, Derek being one of them. 

“We found the victim, she’s alive.” Emily spoke into the comms, just before Hotch spoke, 

“Offender running on foot northwest, me and Derek are in pursuit.” Spencer, you, Emily and Rossi all ran out of the warehouse, knowing the victim was safe with the rest of the police and the medics, hopping in one of the SUVs and going out to find Hotch and Derek. 

All in one moment, the most intense pain you’d felt before rang through your shoulder and your leg, causing you to yelp out in pain, making everyone else in the car jump, “Y/N!” Spence exclaimed, being the one sitting next to you in the back, “You okay?” he asked, at the same time Hotch spoke on the radio, 

“Shots fired, Agent down. I need medics to my location.” he practically shouted, the message finishing just as the SUV turned the corner to the alley they were in, Derek on the floor with Hotch knelt next to him. 

Confusion rung through you, the realisation never actually hitting you due to the pain in your body distracting you too much to think straight, “I can’t believe you’re a profiler and you haven’t figured it out yet.” Emily chuckled lightly, looking towards you with disbelief. 

“What?” you asked dumbly, 

“Get out the car and go to your damn soulmate.” she spoke again. You didn’t even think twice once the realisation hit you in the face, you jumped out the car, kneeling on the other side of Derek, one hand cupping his face, 

“Hey sweetheart.” he spoke, a small smile on his face even through the pain of the wounds. 

“Hey soulmate.” you smiled, “That hurt quite a lot you know?” finishing with a chuckle, Derek also chuckling before groaning in pain. “Sorry.” you whispered, noticing the pain he was in. 

“I’m taking you on a date once I’m better.” Derek told you, one of his hands coming to hold yours which was still on his face. 

“You better.” chuckling, you leant down and laid a small kiss on Derek’s forehead as the rest of the team watched on, smiles on their faces, relieved that the two of you finally figured it all out, even if you needed Emily to spell it out for you to realise.

#derek morgan #criminal minds #derek morgan x reader #criminal minds x reader #derek morgan fluff #derek morgan angst #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds angst

[darkeunology]

It’s time to get kinky! Welcome to Criminal Minds Kink Bingo 2024.

The goal of a bingo challenge is to get a bingo on your card, either by crossing out one line, two lines, or a blackout (full card) by creating fanworks for the prompts randomly provided on the card.

This could be a written piece of a minimum 500 words, a piece of finished art, or another kind of fanwork of your choosing.

Please note that this challenge and blog is for people 18+ only.

Timelines/Deadlines

Until sign ups open, we are accepting kink nominations to be included as options via our ask box. We have a list already, but we will add to it if something is missing.

Sign ups start on May 1st 2024 and will be open until May 15th.

Individual cards will be issued by May 22nd, and the event officially starts on May 26th (you can start creating as soon as you receive your bingo card).

As soon as the event starts on May 26th, you can post fanworks whenever they’re created, in whatever place you prefer. You can tag your fills, bingo updates or WIPs with #cmkinkbingo2024 on tumblr. We also have a collection on AO3 for your works here.

You have until June 23rd 2024 to complete your bingos!

How Bingo Works

Lines can be made by crossing out squares in any direction - horizontal, vertical, or diagonal. To cross out a square, use the prompt on it to create and post a fanwork.

You will choose from a large list of potential prompts, marking the ones you would be happy to have generated on a 5x5 square bingo card. This will also allow you to exclude prompts you would not be happy to have to create for. 

While that does mean you could create the perfect bingo card, we encourage you to select upwards of 25 prompts, to allow for some randomness in the challenge.

Every card will have a free space in the middle, where you have the option to choose a prompt yourself. 

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Just like kinks are not always sexual, works do not have to be explicit to be entered. As long as it relates to the prompt, SFW content is entirely allowed. 

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[darkeunology]

hey! i saw you’re looking for requests and boy do i have so many but most of them have to do with Peeta lol. so maybe something where it’s like Peeta and reader sneaking out to look at stars together while they’re best friends and maybe in a modern au? hope this’ll inspire you! :)

♡ In the Stars I see you ♡

Word Count: 721 (Sorry it's so short)

Pairings: Peeta Mellark x Reader

Warnings: None, pure fluff

Summary: Peeta sneaks you out of your University dorm to lie on the roof and watch the stars with him.

Requests Open. Not Proof read

I haven't actually written for Peeta before as far as I can remember but I loved writing this, I would love some more Peeta requests if anyone has any!

Peeta and yourself had been close friends since childhood. You lived in a small village which meant you’d gone to the same school together, becoming fast friends in the playground after you’d defended Peeta against some of the meaner children in the school. From that day when you were both 5 years old, you’d been almost inseparable. You’d gone to the same high school together and spent almost all your waking moments together, helping each other with homework, calling on each other at 2am when partners had broken up with you, finding the desperate comfort needed between each other's embrace. You’d both hated each other and healed through each other. 

So when the two of you went to different Universities, it was a definite adjustment, Peeta had moved to another state, going to study business in the hopes to open his own bakery, a dream he’d shared with you years ago - whilst you’d managed to get into the University close to your childhood home, moving into the dorms to have some independence from your parents, but still going home to see them as much as you could. Peeta and you both struggled for a while with the newfound distance between yourselves, it was weird not having the person you’d spent so much of your life with around you anymore, knowing that you could no longer just go round to Peeta’s house whenever you needed his comfort, knowing that you now could simply just facetime each other and that was as close as the two of you would get to each other during term times. It was an adjustment, but one that both of you eventually got used to. 

You weren’t expecting to see Peeta again until the spring break, one month from now, so when you heard the tapping on your window late at night on a Wednesday night, you were confused to say the least when you opened the window to see Peeta standing below, throwing rocks up at the window, “What are you doing here?” you asked, a fond smile plastered on your face at the sight of your best friend. 

“I wanted to see you.” Peeta spoke, being as quiet as he could be whilst still needing to be heard by you, “Go up to the roof.” he spoke again, a mischievous glint in his eyes that you could see from here, 

“I can’t, curfew was 2 hours ago, if I get caught out of dorm security might kill me.” you joked, knowing that no matter when curfew was, you’d always sneak up to the roof to be with him again. 

“Go to the roof.” he repeated again, grinning up at you as he walked away to climb the fire escape up to the roof. 

Shaking your head, you closed your window, putting a hoodie on to shield yourself from the chilly spring night before quietly sneaking out of your room, climbing up the few flights of stairs up to the roof, opening the door to see Peeta stood there waiting, a blanket layed down at his feet, 

“Hey sweetheart.” he spoke, his arms stretched out for a hug, an achingly wide smile on his face. Easily, you walked into his arms, yours wrapping tightly around his waist as his wrapped around your shoulders, his warmth flooding through your body, it felt in that moment like all your stress from this semester just left your body, every part of you relaxing as you hugged Peeta. 

“I missed you.” you mumbled into his chest, he hummed lightly, 

“I missed you too, sweetheart.” he kissed you on top of your head before unwrapping you from the hug, “Come lie down, I thought we could spend some time looking up at the stars.” he suggested, looking slightly nervous at the idea, hoping you’d like it. 

“Sounds amazing.” you confirmed, following him down onto the blanket, him wrapping his arm around you as you rest your head on his chest, the steady thrum of his heartbeat calming you down as you both spent the last few hours of the night staring up at the stars painting the sky, both of you laying in content silence, just drinking in each other’s company whilst you still could.

#peeta mellark #peeta mellark fluff #peeta mellark x reader #peeta x reader #hunger games #hunger games fluff

[darkeunology]

To the person who just sent in a dark mafia request with Carlos Sainz and Danny Ric, quick question, are you cool with me making that a reader insert, I can't tell 100% by your request or if you want it to just be those two.

Thank you 😊

[darkeunology]

Also I promise I will get to all the requests soon, I ended up going to London yesterday so didn't end up being near my computer most of the day, and today my back has for some reason been in so much pain so I've been taking it easy and have just kind of forgotten to actually write anything like I wanted to do.

I'm planning to spend most of the day writing tomorrow at some point.

[darkeunology]

To the person who just sent in a dark mafia request with Carlos Sainz and Danny Ric, quick question, are you cool with me making that a reader insert, I can't tell 100% by your request or if you want it to just be those two.

Thank you 😊

[darkeunology]

I want to thank everyone that’s sent in a request. Ya’ll are fucking amazing. I’ll get to them as soon as I can. It’s gonna be a late uni night tonight so they probably won’t get started till tomorrow

[darkeunology]

From one writer to another, that anon was very harsh. Yeah, it's important to write for yourself to not get discouraged or get burned out, but it also can be so fucking difficult to try and do that. It feels really good to get notes on your writing and to get requests because it shows that people enjoy your writing and want to read more. And yeah, I guess people don't owe you like they said, but you also don't owe them as well. It's good that you have other things like your studies to focus on to give yourself a break, because not having people interact with your writing (at least for me) can be weighing on your mental health.

Thank you love,

Yeah I know people don’t owe me requests but it’s such a nice feeling when you get some and it really motivates me to write when I lose that motivation.

Yeah people not interacting is definitely impacting on mental health at times, it’s so disheartening when you put so much time and effort into writing something and people just don’t read it.

[darkeunology]

Also if I do, it will most likely be posted on my AO3 instead on of here, but I’d link it for you to read

Do you write ship fics? Like Stucky, Lestappen, etc?

I currently don’t, but it is something I’m really wanting to try, so if you want to send something in please do and I’ll let you know if I can write it. I’ll write for any ship with characters I write for

[darkeunology]

Do you write ship fics? Like Stucky, Lestappen, etc?

I currently don’t, but it is something I’m really wanting to try, so if you want to send something in please do and I’ll let you know if I can write it. I’ll write for any ship with characters I write for

[darkeunology]

that's so stupid. honestly, yeah, you should quit if you can only write when other people give you ideas. that means you're not actually serious about writing. throwing a tantrum and threatening to quit because people aren't sending requests, like anyone would actually care if you quit. write for yourself or don't write at all. people don't owe you shit.

First of all, if you're just gonna send shitty messages on anon just fuck off, I have university 4 days a week plus a job and other hobbies to spend my time on.

I love writing but recently have had no ideas so would like people who follow me because of my writing to help me out with some ideas. A lot of my followers are just ghost followers who interact once and never again, if you're not a writer yourself you will never understand how disheartening it is.

So honestly, just fuck off and get a life

Also for the record, I am very serious about writing, hence why I have a fantasy novel I'm currently writing, I just would love to get back into fanfic writing again as I used to enjoy it a huge amount, except for having people like you hiding behind a screen being a twat

Don't hide on anon. Let me see who the fuck you think you are.

[darkeunology]

Thank you to the two people who just sent in requests. I appreciate it immensely. I'll get to them tomorrow hopefully after university

Please feel free to keep sending in some more requests!

Kinda keep getting really disappointed that whenever I ask for requests I never recieve one. I think it just shows how many of my followers are ghost followers.

I really wanna write something, I'm gonna try to get back into writing again but I'm just really struggling for ideas.

My rules for requesting are here.

I really hope someone sends something, even if it's the smallest idea, anything you want to see writen, please request something.

Really thinking of quitting writing fanfic everytime I don't receive anything

[darkeunology]

Kinda keep getting really disappointed that whenever I ask for requests I never recieve one. I think it just shows how many of my followers are ghost followers.

I really wanna write something, I'm gonna try to get back into writing again but I'm just really struggling for ideas.

My rules for requesting are here.

I really hope someone sends something, even if it's the smallest idea, anything you want to see writen, please request something.

Really thinking of quitting writing fanfic everytime I don't receive anything

#harry potter #maze runner #criminal minds #marvel #f1 #formula one #hunger games #divergent #baldurs gate 3 #richard madden #ben hardy #6 underground #astarion #eric coulter #peeta mellark #finnick odair #pierre gasly #daniel ricciardo #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #eggsy unwin #taron egerton #ikaris #david budd #matt murdock #peter parker #tony stark #stephen strange #helmut zemo #sam wilson

[darkeunology]

Oh my gosh. I just found this website that walks you though creating a believable society. It breaks each facet down into individual questions and makes it so simple! It seems really helpful for worldbuilding!

#reblogging for future use

[darkeunology]

Okay so I moved house the other week and I have no internet for a few more days now. I really wanna try and write something so I’d love some requests for anyone I write for.

#divergent requests #maze runner imagine #formula one x reader #harry potter fluff

[darkeunology]

That's okay too. Oh sounds interesting what is the short movie about? ☺️

Playing video games and relaxing sounds so good 😊. I really wanted to do that too but the fever was kicking me 🙈

Omg I'm glad you had to give them only one script

Thank you Jay. Yeah it really sucks 🥺. It has been a living hell and on top of that I got my periode on thursday 😒. Also I took a little break from tumblr because I was sick and then when I woke up I got a hate anon and I didn't had the nerve for that, so my anon option is off for some time. 😔

The fever is gone now which is good 🥳, I only have still this cough which is annoying 😐. Overall I feel better, yes 😌

Thank you so much *hugs you* 🥺🫂❤️☺️ I feel like a new person and my hair feels so light and fluffy

I'm glad your day has been good today 🫂☺️

Well, it's alright, I did nothing special maybe I'm watching a movie/series or playing mario kart 8, I don't know 🙈😌

It was a cop skit where I was playing a criminal being question by a good cop and a bad cop, it was so hard to keep a straight face whilst filming.

God there's nothing worse than being sick and getting your time of the month at the same time, it really kicks your ass when that happens. I'm sorry that happened to you honey, I hope it hasn't upset you too much, just know you're an absolutely sweet and amazing person no matter what anyone says.

I'm glad you're feeling better. Sounds like you had a relaxing evening.

#jay.rants #jacky 💖