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hhoneypop · 3 months
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@hhoneypop. — “ how i crave you in the morning, when the moon is fast asleep. . . ”
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buttrocket24 · 2 years
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BREAKING NEWS! LOCAL MAN GOING TO HELL FOR BEING "TOO SLAY"! MORE AT 8:00!
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starsdies · 1 year
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please i need an obikin walled city au.
based on some walled city deep dive i had, but walled cities typically don’t have very good criminal surveillance and such, therefore it forces anakin into underground cage fighting to survive. when he accidentally kills an opponent in the ring, angering his opponent’s men, anakin is forced on the run to escape the walled city. along the way, obi-wan, a retired fighter and someone that has taken a great interest in anakin’s fighting, tries to help him escape.
basically just running around shenanigans. having to evade men who want to kill them. sharing a bed in some leaky apartment. wound patching and bloody kisses.
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turbo-enid · 8 months
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Moodboard for how I feel in public places seeing everyone without a mask; bonus if there's at least one person without a mask coughing, hacking, and sneezing up a storm.
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abjectionporn-blog · 4 months
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einsteinsugly · 1 year
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Jackie Hyde, When In Rome, circa 2019...
Late in their fifties, Jackie and Hyde are on the verge of the experience of their wildest dreams, while they waltz around the streets of Rome. It's a double date trip, with their friends Eric and Donna at the helm. Donna wants to go where her ancestors came from, which requires stomping through northern and central Italy, and some sidetracking in Scotland.
Jackie: Donna, your ancestors didn't come from Rome.
Donna: We already went to Milan and Venice, and all roads lead to Rome, okay?
Jackie: We should abandon your husband at the side of the road.
Eric (turning around, in ugly beige cargo shorts and holding a camera): Hey! We share grandkids now!
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magical-misfit · 1 year
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moodboard series (1/?) :: marina mondraia ↳ fantasy high 
“I’m gonna cast shillelagh on my staff and beat this bitch over the head with it”
READ HERE
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drops-of-universe · 10 months
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bonkywobble · 2 years
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When you have the drive but not the physical and mental energy to write the next fic 😤🤧 Thanks big C
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caimilk · 2 years
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it'll get better, it has to
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arcadequeerz · 1 year
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Turkey.
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ur-cute-so-i · 1 year
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holy-musical-bman · 2 years
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Just an update.
I'm aware of asks in my inbox but I've unfortunately come down with covid and with my asthma aswell, I'm not in the best condition.
Therefore, I'm asking that you can be patient with me and I'll do the moodboards when I can.
Thanks.
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abjectionporn-blog · 4 months
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nolita-fairytale · 11 months
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carmen 'carmy' berzatto masterlist
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Thee Carmy x Reader 'Make My Heart Surrender' Universe (In Chronological Order):
comfort & chaos (prequel to make my heart surrender)
a series of vignettes: the five times carmen berzatto fell in love with you a little and the one time he finally told you. (completed)
october 2019 | covid & carbonara | heat waves | 2/22/22** | called you again | home**
the phone call (blurb - the phone call that gets reader to chicago in the first place)
make my heart surrender
after quitting your job at the restaurant you both used to work at, carmy asks you to come in and work with his pastry chef at his new spot, the bear. only, the longer you stick around, it becomes clear that you have unfinished business. will one week in chicago change your life, and his, forever? (completed)
tuesday | wednesday | thursday | friday (**18+ for smut) | saturday/sunday | monday | tuesday, again | the playlist
home (final chapter from comfort & chaos - **smut)
try a little tenderness (fluff & angst blurb)
cigarettes & coffee (fluffy blurb)
j is for james beard... and for jealousy (**smut oneshot | 18+ only)
your past and mine are parallel lines (fluff oneshot)
pov: carmy makes people magazine's sexiest chef alive list (fluff blurb)
bad moon rising (what if/angst-shot -- guest starring mikey berzatto)
sister-in-law (fluff oneshot -- guest starring natalie berzatto)
still into you (sequel to make my heart surrender)
you, syd, marcus, and carmy return to where it all began: new york city, prompting you and carmy to think a lot about your past... and your future together. (completed)
thursday | **bonus smut scene | friday | saturday | sunday | it's perfect, chef (**bonus smut scene)
don't want to walk alone
the long awaited wedding fic for carmy x reader in the make my heart surrender universe. this six part series chronicles the wedding planning, your (not) bachelorette party, the wedding, and the honeymoon as you build a life with your husband-to-be. (completed)
june/july | august | september | the honeymoon pt 1 | the honeymoon pt 2 | epilogue: november
carmy as your baby daddy
a social media au & headcanon series detailing your first pregnancy with carmy. created for the make my heart surrender universe, but can be read as a standalone work. this has been created in collaboration with @carmensberzattos & @allthefandomstogether , the graphic goddess. (completed)
part one | part two | part three | part four | give you my wild, give you a child (**smut-shot) | part five | part six | part seven
extras/moodboards/headcanons/imagines:
your life as a pastry chef in chicago while dating carmy (moodboard & headcanon)
meeting mikey in another lifetime (headcanon)
pov: you're marrying carmen berzatto (moodboard)
honeymoon lingerie moodboard
christmas with carmy moodboard & blurb
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The Bear: Unrelated to Make My Heart Surrender:
(nothing here YET but working on it)
jealous!carmy & jealous!luca headcanon
stargazing with marcus brooks (blurb)
sneaking around with carmy (blurb)
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hwashotcheeto · 3 months
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𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑵𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆
Park Seonghwa X gn!reader
Summary: After you fall ill, your loving boyfriend promises to take care of you
WC: 1.4k
Content: Fluffy sick fic! So fluffy! Cuddles, lil bit of crying, lots of comfort, Hwa being an overbearing partner
AN: I wrote this because a) I got COVID 😭 and b) because I love comfort/sick fics. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it, because oh, I got emotional writing it.
Moodboard credit again goes to my lovely @malldreamprincess . Thank you again sweetie 💜
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Of all things you expected to wake up to, being sick definitely wasn't one of them. 
You stood in the kitchen, a hot drink in one hand to soothe your sore throat, and in your other hand, a COVID test. You stared at the little window, waiting to see if the other line would appear to tell you if you had caught the plague or not. 
And unfortunately, that second line appeared. 
As the revelation came over you, it seemed as if your body realized it had the cursed sickness the same minute you did, and all the symptoms came crashing into you at once. 
A frustrated groan leaves your lips as the body aches begin, like a vice gripping onto different parts of your body. You slam the test on the counter and go to sit down at the table. You take a sip of your drink, and right after, you're choking up phlegm and spitting it into the trash.
Then the headache hit, and you were done with the day before it even began. 
You put your cup down and held your head, feeling tears well up in your eyes. Your first day off from work in a week, and you somehow got sick. The irony of it all was the cruelest joke you could think of. 
Your boyfriend came into the kitchen, his eyes still half closed from sleep. You didn't get the chance to say anything before he saw the test. 
“This is what your sore throat was?” Seonghwa asked, his morning voice low and scratchy. You nodded and looked down at the table as you rubbed the tears out of your eyes. 
He caught the small movement and went over to you, putting his arm around your shoulders. Instinctively, you moved away from him, not wanting to get him sick. 
But when you looked at Seonghwa, he looked genuinely hurt. His eyes were heavy and his shoulders were down. 
“I don't want to get you sick,” you tried to explain, but Seonghwa was already walking up to you and pulling you against his chest, his arms around your waist. 
“If you were already showing symptoms yesterday, then you had it yesterday, and I've probably already got it.” 
He was right, but for some reason, the idea makes you tear up again and you lean into his neck, hugging him back. The cries and whimpers come a few seconds later. 
Seonghwa didn't say anything. He just held you tight, slowly rocking back and forth. 
And it felt good. You felt awful, sure, but it felt good to cry. To be held by your loving boyfriend, and to cry out your frustration. 
You and Seonghwa had made plans today. You were going to finally hang out for the first time in a while, doing cute couple things instead of coexisting. You were going to make breakfast together, then play video games, maybe watch some movies too. You two were even going to go out to dinner and spend some time out, just wandering the streets. 
And now you were sick and couldn't do all those things. The cries come out harder and you hug Seonghwa tighter. 
“I got you, jagiya,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead after. “I'm not going anywhere. I'll take care of you.” 
“But you'll get sick,” you tried to protest. 
“I don't care.” He put his hand on your cheek and tilted your head up, wiping your tears with his thumb. “I'll spend all day with you. And tomorrow, and the next day, for however long you're sick.
“Seonghwa, I can handle-” 
“Jagi, don't push me away.” His eyes changed then, back to that sadness when you moved away from him. “Please. I want to take care of you.” His hand moved to the back of your neck, cradling your head and neck in his palm. “I love you.” 
“I love you too,” you whispered, just before he pulled you in for a soft kiss, solidifying his promise and sealing his fate. 
At that moment, you considered yourself the luckiest person on the planet. To have someone who loved you so much, they'd throw caution to the wind just to stay with you while you were sick. Not because they had to care for you, because they wanted to. 
Seonghwa helped you dry your tears before he gave you another forehead kiss. “What do you want for breakfast? Say it, I’ll make it for you.” 
“I'm not very hungry,” you started, but Seonghwa cut you off. 
“You're going to eat breakfast. You need it, especially now that you're sick. Now what can I make you?” 
You can't help but smile. Your loving boyfriend has always been overbearing, like a mother, and you've always loved it. He took care of you better than anyone else, he was always there to get you food or water, help with chores, ask you how you were feeling. 
Sometimes, it's annoying, but it comes from a place of love. He wants you to be happy and healthy, because he truly loves you more than anything else. 
Even more than Star Wars and Lego. That's a lot of love. 
You stayed next to Seonghwa as he made you your requested breakfast. You boiled a pot of water to make yourself tea for your throat, upon Seonghwa's insistence. 
“I can just drink water.” 
“The tea will help, jagi, I promise.” 
Seonghwa made two plates of food, and you both went to eat on the couch. You were wrapped up in a blanket and pressed up against Seonghwa’s side. He had his arm around you, eating his food with one hand as he cuddled you. He still managed to finish before you, somehow.  
After breakfast, despite your protests, Seonghwa brought your dishes back to the kitchen. You were used to your boyfriend’s cleanliness, and honestly, you appreciated it. But today, you wanted his cuddles more than you wanted his perfectionism. 
When he came back, you made sure to hold him in place with your body weight. He noticed it and couldn't help but laugh. 
“I'm here, jagi, it's okay.” 
“You left me,” you whined, pressing your face into his shoulder. 
“For a minute.” 
“But you promised.” 
“I know, I promised, but I'm here now. For the rest of the day, I'll bring you with, okay?” 
You nodded this time, feeling the fatigue already creeping back up on you. Thankfully, Seonghwa had prepared for this, and already grabbed the Switch controllers. 
But before he began, he offered you some pain killers. “Here, I got these too.” 
You hadn't even noticed that he'd gotten them, but you gratefully took them with the tea. 
“You'd make an amazing nurse, you know,” you joked as you set the mug back down. You had your arms around his waist, your head against his chest, hugging him tight. 
Seonghwa smiled down at you as he draped his arm over you. “What do you mean? Aren't I already your nurse?” 
The two of you laughed together, but it was true. He was a nurse. Your personal, adorable, gorgeous, loving nurse. 
Seonghwa had started up Animal Crossing, despite him insisting that you two play something together. But you were content to watch him run around with his villagers and do chores. It's a simple game, but a relaxing one. 
“What's that one's name again?” You asked, pointing at a blue bunny wearing a letterman jacket off to the side of the screen. She was looking at a snow covered bush, holding a little basket. 
“Her?” Seonghwa asked, running up to her. “This is Sasha. Haven't I told you before?” 
He probably had, and you just weren't remembering correctly because of your sickness. 
“She reminds me of you.” 
“Yeah?” Seonghwa asked. 
“Yeah. Because you're a tokki.” 
He laughed, and you swear, it felt like the aches disappeared for a few seconds. 
The game was starting to put you to sleep. You'd wanted to stay awake a little while longer, but before you knew it, your eyes were falling shut again. Seonghwa didn't notice until he heard the soft snores coming from you. 
He looked down from the TV and smiled at you. Even when you were sick, with your face bright red from your oncoming fever, you were still his adorable love. 
He put the controller down for a second to pet your head, like you were a sleeping kitten. 
“Sleep well, nae sarang. I’m here for you.” 
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