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jordanlayla · 10 months
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#thistension
XO, KITTY — 1.09 “SNAFU”
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magicshop · 10 months
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You, who gave me their hand when I fell, now I'll hold it for you.
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dazzlinhaze · 11 months
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and he never thinks of me...
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montygreen · 10 months
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LEILA'S 12K FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION: @trueloveistreacherous​ asked Peraltiago + “Glitch”
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yeamarvel · 11 months
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Elizabeth Olsen Rewatches Wandavision, Love & Death, Ingrid Goes West & More | Vanity Fair
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sonicfangamebot · 2 months
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'SA2B: Route 64' (2021) by @Litronom (Hack) Adds a stage based on the 'Sonic Adventure 2' track to 'Mario Kart 64'. Available via OverKart Discord: https://discord.gg/NNkQSz9
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ffxvcaps · 1 year
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Kimetsu no Yaiba → Castella カステラ
A kind of wagashi (a Japanese traditional confectionery) originally developed in Japan based on the “Nanban confectionery” (confectionery imported from abroad to Japan during the Azuchi–Momoyama period). The batter is poured into large square or rectangular molds, baked in an oven and cut into long rectangular shapes. Since the recipe calls for mizuame, a type of sugar syrup, Castella has a moist texture.
Now a specialty of Nagasaki, the cake was brought to Japan by Portuguese merchants in the 16th century. The name is derived from Portuguese Bolo de Castela, meaning “cake from Castile”. Castella cake is usually sold in long boxes, with the cake inside being approximately 27 cm (11 in) long. Its closest relative is pão-de-ló, a Portuguese cake.
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allamericandaily · 10 months
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ALL AMERICAN — 5.20 “Now That We’ve Found Love”
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kingsroad · 1 year
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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 is a house of the dragon fanfic preceding the beginning of the dance of the dragons, if only just. it begins in 127 AC, two years before the death of viserys i targaryen and the usurping of the throne by the greens. the main characters are aegon himself and a woman two years his senior, alyse of house barren, along with sundry other relations on either side.
𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: — ao3. — alyse’s tag. — fic tag. 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: — fic intro gifset. — title gifset. — no one has ever loved me gifset. — house barren gifset. — “a burnt thing” quote gifset. — me and my husband gifset. — ‘what if’ gifset. — nfwmb gifset. — barren family gifset. — saint bernard gifset. — love run gifset. — ribs gifset. — the love books of ovid gifset. — francesca gifset #1. — francesca gifset #2.
𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫: — pinterest. — playlist.
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louscartridge · 11 months
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haku shota x gn reader.
angst / comfort.
cw- reader is scared soul is cheating on them, insicurities, mentions of drifing appart, reader and soul saying ‘ily’, established relashionship, both the reader and soul wear cologne bc lets be honest cologne is better anyway, mentions of his real name like once, bpd iyk for the reader.
brought to you by- closer by waterparks and my first real relashionship 😻😹💀
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your relationship with soul was amazing. it was everything you could ever want. but yet, you wanted more.
you both loved eachother so much, no matter what. both of you had your difficulties with expressing your feelings, sure, but you tried to show it in other ways. giving or making eachother a piece of jewellery or clothes, borrowing outfits, trading colognes, helping eachother with work. however, you could only go so long before you started to get scared and insecure.
you’ve both said ‘i love you’ to eachother a few times. you don’t say it a lot anymore.
you felt as if the two of you had drifted.
the beginning of your relashionship was everything and more. non-stop texting and calling no matter what, endless ‘i love yous’, and hell, arguing over who loves the other more. but as always, the honeymoon phase always ends eventually.
whenever you would text him ‘i love you’ or anything along those lines, he just replies with a simple emoji or an ‘ilyt’. he was showing something, but it wasn’t the same. you stopped saying it in person, ‘cause honestly? you were scared.  
you felt as if you guys flirted more and were more affectionate when you weren’t even dating. so what happened? so now he finally has you he thinks it doesn’t even matter? did he find someone else? replace you? that didn’t seem like shota at all, but yet again, it doesnt sound like most of the people who had done it to you. you couldn’t bear the embarrassment of him breaking up with you if he was cheating, or lost feelings. should you do it yourself? save the embarrassment and get it over with? but what if he wasn’t cheating on you, didnt lose feelings, then what. you just ruined the best thing you’ve ever had.
you don’t want to break up with him. you can’t. you won’t. but you need more of him. you need him closer. you just need to feel like you have him again.
that’s what led you here.
standing on one side of the dance studio while soul stood in the middle, breathing heavily, a bit sweaty.
you had texted him asking if you could come over to the dance studio, which he had replied to with a ‘yeah’.
you didnt know what you were going to say, but you wanted to say something.
“hi y/n” soul smiled.
“hey” you awkwardly mutter.
souls smile quickly went away while he turned his head slightly to the side. “what’s wrong?”
“i just-” you sigh before continuing. “are you cheating on me?” you ask quietly, voice shaking slightly.
your brain immediately scolded you. ‘holy shit holy shit holy shit. why did you actually just ask him that? what if he is? do you really want to know that? what if he’s not and he gets mad what if-‘
souls eyes widen slighty and eyebrows furrow. “what? no, im not cheating on you y/n”
“do you still love me?” your eyes start to water and he notices.
“oh my god, of course i still love you y/n!” souls hands fly out and he walks closer towards you.
you let out a sob of relief at his words, but you were still doubting. why is everything colder than it used to be?
soul takes your hands in his and pulls you down to sit on the floor with him. “i made you feel like i don’t?” he questions, his own voice small.
“i don’t know i just- no its okay, nevermind, it’s stupid.” you sniff.
“no, nothing is stupid if it makes you feel like this. especially if it has to do with our relationship.”
“i don’t know, why don’t you say you love me anymore? why- why are you so dry with texting? more than you used to be, somehow. i feel like we’ve drifted and i’m losing you or you’re losing me, i don’t know, it could be my fault for all i know. maybe it’s not you who’s being cold, maybe its me-”
soul cut you off. “baby stop. nothing is your fault. i haven’t lost feelings for you. at all. i’m not cheating on you or anything. i feel the same exact way i did when we first started dating. if anything, i love you more.” soul briefly let go of your hands to move behind you and hold you. “i didn’t really say it as much as i used to because i guess i thought you knew that so i didn’t need to say it so much anymore. obviously, i didnt think about that. and as for getting dryer? i didnt even realize i was doing it, i swear i didnt mean to and its not gonna be the only thing i’ll start working on.”
after you didn’t say anything, soul broke the silence by asking you, “why didn’t you say anything to me when you first started feeling like this?”
“i was scared. scared that maybe i was right. but then what?” you answer.
“well if you ever start thinking or feeling anything similar again, tell me. like, right away, don’t wait. okay?”
“okay.”
“i love you so much.”
god, hearing him say that make you so happy.
“i love you too.”
“can we go to your dorms now? i know you were practicing but i really miss you and while we’re in this lovey-dovey mood i wanna take advantage of it.” you know there’s a huge chance he’ll say no, but you ask anyway hopefully.
“for you? of course we can.”
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a/n- i kinda wanna post this again, but with a shitty ending??
if you liked this fic, you may also like -  jewelry
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zoros-sheath · 1 year
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This Masterlist will no longer be updated. When I changed to the updated editor or something, it would not allow me to update this list in the same way as I can newer works and has fought me on a lot of formatting and I am picky.
I have made a new Masterlist 2.0
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༻❀Sweet Dreams❀༺ Zoro x Fem!Reader - Complete
Part 1 -NSFW Part 2 -NSFW Part 3 -SFW -Suggestive Part 4 -NSFW
༻❀Requiring Assistance❀༺ Modern Office Assistant Au Zoro x Fem!Reader - Ongoing
Part 1 -SFW Part 2 -NSFW Part 3-WIP
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One Shots
Cheer’s Birthday Present - SFW
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Vehicles Headcanons - Strawhats
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Valentine’s Day 2023 - SFW
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jordanlayla · 10 months
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#happiestfamily
THE FLASH 9.13 “A New World, Part Four: The Finale”
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waltermis · 1 year
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For My Love And Her Forever Person PT 4
MASTERLIST ↠ SERIES MASTERLIST
Chapter 3 ↠ Chapter 5
Summary: After you and Natasha break up, you decide to write a letter to her and her future forever person
Warnings: Angst, a FLASH character
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader, Frost x reader (platonic)
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You shut the door as you watched Natasha leave. Your heartbroken heart, broke a little more as you heard her tiny sniffles. “You know you didn’t have to do that right?” You asked Frost, watching as she snuggled back into her boyfriend’s arms.
Frost hadn’t been exactly lying when she told Natasha about how the two of you met. You had met her seven months ago and you had instantly clicked but she was lying when she told Natasha that her ex left her when he found out she was pregnant. 
“I know. But she was bugging you and wouldn’t leave so being the best friend that I am. I stepped in. Man, did you see her face? She was heartbroken!”
“I should probably go check on her.” You said, reaching for your keys.
“What?! No, why! I just got rid of her for you.”
“I didn’t want you to get rid of her!” you held the letter Natasha gave to you tightly in your hands.
“Listen, you have spent the last 9 months heartbroken. And then you decided to write her a letter, okay I respected that. You needed closure. But what I don't agree with is the fact that you’re going to go and comfort her! She is your ex-girlfriend!”
“AND I STILL LOVE HER!!” You screamed, shutting Frost up. “Look, I know you think that you know what’s best for me, but sometimes I need to fight my own battles.”
“I know, but I watched your heart break over and over again for the past 9 months. I’m just trying to protect you. You’re my best friend. And I love you.”
“I love you too, but this is something I have to do myself. I’ll see you and Mark in a bit.” You said, before you walked out. You shut the door and raced down the stairs, two at a time, nearly falling multiple times. You walked outside and saw Natasha still sitting in her car, sobbing into her hands. You walked over to her slowly, contemplating on whether this was a good idea. But before you could change your mind. You were knocking on her car window.
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tricitymonsters · 2 years
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TRI CITY MONSTERS | PLAY | DISCORD | UPDATES ONLY NEWSLETTER | PATREON |
Tri City Monsters throws you head first into a supernatural underworld right in your own home turf.  Meet Mori, Amir, and Akello in a grungy urban jungle rife with not only the usual dangers but a problematic influx of demons.  All three of these guys have, for one reason or another, taken up faustian deals that turned them into demons.  Navigate the dangers of demonic power structures, help them face what it means to be human, and maybe make a strong, special connection between all the dangers. 
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About the Author! Hey, I’m cloud and I like writing nasty smut and nasty smut involving monsters. I believe adult material can be fun, sexy, and well written and my goal with TCM is to write a strong narrative but also include hot sex. 💜 GNC / Bi, they/she
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jane-todd-maximoff · 9 months
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We All Break
Young Primo And Terzo 
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TW: this piece of writing is centered around self harm. If this topic triggers you in anyway shape of form, I advise that you either A, proceed with caution or B, skip this entire.
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Terzo has no memory of when he first started cutting. though he does remember the first and only time his brother caught him doing it. He was 15 when it happened. Young dumb and stupid. he never thought he was going to get caught skipping mass. His father, when he wasn't being a drunken fool or harming his own children, was too busy to care. And His oldest brother was preoccupied with taking care of his future in the clergy. And his older brother (only by 3 months, but this never stopped Secondo from holding it over his head.) was always busy with defiling brothers and sisters of sin. It seemed that Terzo was the one who didn’t fit in.
Terzo was sitting in his dimly lit room carving lines into the flesh on his thighs. He didn't  even know why he was doing it, he just knew he needed it. He needed to stop the pain. “Fratellino, Are you in there?” Primo's muffled voice asked from the other side of the door. Fuck. Terzo jumped off his bed letting out a low growl as blood traveled down his leg, and the growl deepend as it ran into his pants that he was trying to get on. Terzo limped to his door not paying any mind to the blades he left on the bed. “Brother, How may I help you?” Terzo rushes out as he opens his door. “You missed mass.” Primo explained “I was worried so I came to check on you.” he continued after a moment of silence. Terzo tensed, quickly thinking of a plausible excuse. "I was feeling ill," he misled, letting out a rather fake-sounding cough. "Didn't want to risk getting any others sick." Primo looked skeptical, But nodded.
Primo stared into his brother's eyes, he was lying. Primo stuck his head into the room a bit and looked around. Never in his mind was he expecting to see a bloody rag and a handful of razor blades scattered on his brother's bed. He turned his head back to his brother, His eyes were starting to water. "Fratellino,what did you do to yourself?" He asked softly. Terzo started to step back into his room. And Primo followed him. “I'm sorry." Terzo crooked out, backing into his bed. Primo put his arms out to steady him "don’t be sorry child, but I need you to show me where you hurt yourself." He said slowly.
Terzo rocked himself back and forth where he stood trying to calm himself down. But it only seemed to make it worse. He could now feel the blood soaking his pants. “Please, Terzo, for the love of Satan, show me now.” Primo yelled. But he wasn’t yelling like Nihil did. No, his voice was fearful. He was scared for him. He cared for him. Terzo cried like a baby as he shakily pulled down his pants to show his brother. This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen. No one was supposed to know. 
The blood was starting to congeal, which made taking off his pants quite painful. When they were completely removed, he looked back at Primo. He looked scared. He saw all the old scars that ran up and down both of his legs. "Oh Fratellino, let me help you." Primo looked at him again with sorrow in his eyes. "I have rubbing alcohol and bandages in the last drawer to the left in the bathroom." Terzo whispered. Primo ran his hand through Terzo's hair, "Okay i will grab them in a moment, thank you for showing me.” He  consulted softly.
Primo rushed into the bathroom looking through every drawer. He had already found what he needed but he was still suspicious about what else Terzo could be hiding. And he was rightfully so. He found more razor blades; the majority had been rusted with blood. He saw the scars, there was now a deep ache in his heart. It was for Terzo, his little brother, who had been suffering all this time and never told a soul. Primo had no idea how long the cutting had been going on. But between the scars and the rust on the blades. It could have been years as far as he knows. He could feel the tears in his eyes but he soon blinked them away, he needed to help his brother.
Primo stepped back into the room after collecting himself, Tezo was now sitting on the floor shaking. He got down on his knees and placed the alcohol and gauze beside him. “Put your legs out for me please.” Terzo did as he was told. Slowly Primo picked up a rag and drenched it in the alcohol. Terzo hissed as Primo wiped the alcohol soaked rag against the cuts. “I know it hurts but don’t worry, it's almost over.” He said keeping his voice soft almost as if he was talking to a small child.  
it's almost over. It's almost over. Terzo repeated continuously in his head. All he wanted was for the pain to stop. Why had he been so stupid. He knew better to cut himself. It wasn't long before the metaphorical bridge collapsed and tears ran down his face faster than he had ever expected. Hell he didn't even get a chance to wipe them away and pretend he wasn't crying before Primo saw.
“Fratellino, look at me.” Primo whispered, removing the rag from the skin causing Terzo to shiver when the air hit the wounds, and along with that he looked up. “Terzo, tell me what's wrong. Tell me why?” Terzo remained silent for a moment, avoiding Primo's piercing gaze. "I don't wanna be me anymore." Terzo explained, whispering out. He was miserable. In fact he was so miserable that sometimes he would think the whole world would be better without him. “I can’t do this anymore.” he whined to Primo. “I'm tired of rotting away in life so it would be better if I was rotting in the ground, away from all of the world. Away from everyone." 
The confession left Primo frozen. Satans it was bad. “No it wouldn’t.” he needed  to defuse all of this. Primo needed to make Terzo understand how wrong he was. How it wouldn't be better. “It won't because I wouldn't have my Littlest Fratellino. And me and Secondo and the ghouls would miss you dearly.” he soothed. He was saying nothing but the truth and at that very moment Terzo felt his body collapse on itself. He only barely missed banging his head on the floor if it weren't for Primo rushing once more to hold him up. If it weren't for Primo Terzo could have been bleeding to death. 
“ Terzo, guardami, sono qui adesso, andrà tutto bene te lo prometto.” Primo said as Terzo let out all his sorrow into his brother's chest. “mi dispiace, per favore non ho mai pensato-” Terzo whined as his own sob cut him off.  “It okay well work everything out, Fratellino, io sono qui qualunque cosa accada.” Primo explained as he continued to run his hand through Terzos hair. 
“Whatever is troubling you to the point you need to do this to yourself, we’ll figure it out together. No matter what.” Primo started knowing damn well it was going to be  the truth. Never again will he let Terzo do this, He’ll help his Fratellino until his own soul descends to the depths of hell.
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Bruce Wayne
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Fallin’ all in you
warnings: fluff, hints at suggestive content.
This love
warnings: angst, tooth-rotting fluff, sad ending, pining, a lot. Unrequited love, but it isn’t?
I don’t wanna look at anything else now that I saw you
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Aemond Targaryen
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You make me so happy; it turns back to sad.
warnings: just fluff, pining and a dash of angst
There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have. (part two of You make me so happy; it turns back to sad.  )
warnings: fluff, kissing and hints at suggestive content
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