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#i appreciate YOU anon!! <333333
nylwnder · 1 year
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okay real question:
are you guys gonna actually be interested in reading a holiday/christmas series when it’s literally half past january???? cause to be fr with y’all, i only have 1 out of 7 done, and two semi-started — and with my work starting to build up i would think they’d be coming almost like end of jan HAHAHA. and i’m also asking this because i’ve starved you hoes from willy smut and i’ve got IDEAS and i think i can actually get some of that done cause y’all def deserve that. PLUS, i have to continue working on my fic for demi’s winter exchange and that’s why i’ve barely done anything for my series. so i’m like lowkey stumped.
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vulpinesaint · 8 months
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in reference to the whole "long or short anon about how i feel about you" thing: You're a mutual of mine who is living such a wildly different life than mine but you're genuinely just such a welcome addition to the dash that it's like "ah hey whats bracken being concerning about"
SO amused by and slightly enamoured with this. i am so sure that my actual life is not all that different from any of my mutuals on tumblr like i wake up and go to work and school and like. at most am very transsexual about it. i just happen to come online at the end of the day and be a little insane. anyway love that any given appearance of me on the dash might include reason for concern in relation to any given topic. this ask could be in reference to my poetry or me posting about blood or me like. immediately eating the wrong foods after wisdom teeth surgery. and i think that's beautiful
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blueside-hobi · 1 year
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Fic tropes: Hurt/Comfort, Hanahaki Disease, aaand marriage of convenience!
thank you for the ask<3
Hurt/Comfort: B. I prefer my hurt without the comfort, but sometimes I need the comfort. Just depends on my mood.
Hanahaki Disease: I've never actually read a story with this trope, but in theory I'm not against it. I'm a huge fan of unrequited love though lmao
Marriage of convenience: A. I LOVE this trope so much. There could never be enough T_T maybe one of these days I'll work up the courage and motivation to write my own lol
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bubble-dream-inc · 1 year
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hii! i love ur fics!! can u write something about medical f/reader and her being scared of Ghost and can't look him in the eyes (he makes her really nervous and shy) and Ghost kinda find it amusing:))
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an apple a day...
At first, Simon wasn't fazed by the rumors about the cute new head doctor on base; that is, until he realized the effect he had on you - and how fun was it to tease you with it.
Simon "Ghost" Riley x Medic Reader
rbs greatly appreciated!
WC: 1,4K
a/n: hi anon! thank you for this ask, i had a lot of fun writing this <3 bear in mind i used the little medical knowledge from my brief pharmacist student era and i actually have no idea how medical regs work in the army so take these inaccuracies with a grain of salt lmao. thank you my love @chaoskrakenuwu for the beta read <333333
tags: profanity, pure fluff, medical innacuracies, female reader, Simon is a smug little shit.
Ghost was many things, but amongst it all, he silently took pride in being good at reading people.
At first, he didn’t know exactly why he was doing it, and later he’d come to realize it was an amusing game for him, oddly enough, considering Simon Riley was never a man to bask in mundane pleasures.
It started with the rumors around the base about the allegedly cute new head doctor. Simon had been around these men for long enough to grow used to their touch deprived selves thirsting over literally any woman that came close to their general vicinity, so at first the talk didn’t stir his curiosity - it almost never did; he didn’t like to gossip. This changed one morning when he woke up with a killer headache, and unwillingly made way to the infirmary to try and get some painkillers. Gingerly knocking on the door and waiting for the approval of whoever was on the other side - which came in the form of a meek ‘come in’ - he had completely forgotten about the rumors going around until he set foot in the room and instantly came across the new head doctor.
They didn’t do it justice. You weren’t cute, you were a fucking spectacle.
He blinked, seemingly expressionless behind the mask, but he embarrassingly had to admit he might have let his gaze wander more than usual as you looked up from the papers you were looking over, clearly confused as to why you heard your door open but not a word out of the person who came in, and, as you did so, he recognized all the emotions people felt whenever they looked at him for the first time: confusion, shock - be it by his sheer absurd size or the mask - and, lastly, intimidation. It wasn’t unusual, but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t bother a very hidden part of him, the fact he was intimidating such a small and seemingly harmless woman such as yourself. He had half a mind to speak first, but you beat him to it.
“Oh, uh…Hello, er, Lieutenant Ghost? How can I help you?” You clearly fiddled with your fingers as you stared at him with wide eyes, refusing to meet his gaze. Simon was slightly annoyed you already knew who he was - the whispers about him on base weren’t exactly positive, and he wondered what you might have heard.
“Yeah. Got one fuckin’ headache, I need some meds.” He was aware of how much more coarse his already gruff voice sounded, courtesy of the annoying pain and the sour mood he was already in, and took notice of the way the sound of it made your eyes widen even more. Clearing your throat, you mumbled something in agreement, heading to a cabinet near your desk, and he couldn’t help but watch you like a hawk - entranced by how you looked with the clearly frantic tied up hair and the white lab coat moving in tandem with your body. You looked so small compared to him and the thought made him more satisfied than he’d like to admit.
Finally reaching the drawer you were looking for, you searched it around for a bit until grabbing a small blister with four duo colored pills, hastily making your way over to Ghost and handing him the medication. You gave some instruction on how he should take it - once every six hours, if the pain didn’t go away, but not more than three a day - but he barely registered it, too caught up on watching you from above. Deciding to end your torture, he looked over at the blister on his hand and raised it slightly as if it were a toast.
“Cheers. Thanks, doc.”
With that, he left, not going unnoticed how surprised you were at his cordialness.
After that, he unconsciously made a habit out of it, popping into your office for the stupidest of reasons and he wasn’t even sure why; he’d find himself gravitating towards the infirmary, like a lost dog, to the point you updated his file with the recently known information that he had constant headaches - he didn’t. Simon took some sort of sick pleasure from watching you squirm under his gaze, never able to keep his eye contact for long, even more so when you heard his voice, and things took an interesting turn when he realized you probably weren’t intimidated - but flustered instead. It clicked with him one day as he entered your office in casual clothes before heading to the gym and you thought you were being subtle about the way you ogled his arms in the tight black shirt he was wearing. As he was leaving, he subconsciously turned to grip the doorway above him - not by much - to bid you goodbye, and he couldn’t help but to smirk under the mask when your eyes widened and your face visibly reddened at the motion.
So, he decided to test his theory. That day, he didn’t even need to fake a headache to go see you, he actually had gotten injured when helping out with some maintenance, a moment of recklessness giving him a cut on his hand. If it were another circumstance, he would just have taken care of it himself, considering how desensitized he was to pain these days, but for once he had a good reason to bother you, so that’s exactly what he did. Even if his presence made you so shy, this time you couldn’t help but look at him with worry as he entered the infirmary.
“Ghost, you really have to look into those headaches of yours.”
“Not my head this time.”
He showed you the bleeding cut on his hand, and almost chuckled at the way your eyes widened and you got into professional mode, hastily walking around to gather materials he knew all too well - gauze, iodine, all fun stuff. Simon was used to the sting of stitches, but they rarely felt as gentle as you did it, the way he relished on how close you were while fixing his hand, a focused flash in your eyes, not helping his case one bit, even if it was slightly disappointed how all of your shy nature disappeared the moment you had to be professional. He could appreciate how good you were at what you did, though.
Too soon for his liking, you were done, going around mumbling about a specific anti-inflammatory you were going to give him while he admired the neat work on his hand. Still sitting on the infirmary bed, he watched as you realized where the medication was, which just so happened to be on the tallest shelf of the medication cabinet. You sighed, grumbling about the reckless nurse that always messed with the placement of the medications, too caught up in trying to stand on your tiptoes to reach it that you missed Ghost moving right behind you, noticing only when his torso was inches away from your back and he had one hand gingerly touching your waist, the way you shivered not going unnoticed. He indulged in the way you stilled, turning to look at him with a surprised expression, and he almost chuckled at how adorable your eyes looked when wide like that, but, instead, he only looked down at you for a few moments before effortlessly getting the medicine box from the shelf - which was almost at his eye level - and handing it to you, putting minimal distance between your bodies. Mumbling a small ‘thanks’ you averted your eyes from him, visibly gulping while you quickly found the blister inside the box and handed it to him. However, even after taking it from your hands, he made no move to leave, keeping his stare at you while tilting his head lightly to the side.
“Do I make you flustered, Doc?”
You blinked, processing his words before opening and closing your mouth like a fish and looking to the side, breaking eye contact.
“…Yes. I knew you were doing it on purpose…” You mumbled, embarrassed, and he finally chuckled, not a bit ashamed that you caught him red handed.
He was never so glad to be able to read people so well as that day, when he went back to his room leaving behind a bashfully grinning you and the promise to take you out on a real date whenever you’d be free.
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starstruckmoony · 8 months
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Can I get a FIC abt the reader being Theodore’s gf and best friend and she’s embarrassed and alone in her dorm bc of cramps and they are REALLY REALLY bad and he just comforts her and they snuggle and he gives her his hoodie and fluffy!! (I’m dying from my cramps in my bed rn 🙏 I need comfort from my book bf)
thank you for this request anon!! i am so so so sorry for taking longer than i should have but i've just been all over the place with requests and in just general this past week 😭 so yeah i am a little late but i hope you're feeling better and that this meets your expectations <333333
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masterlist , requests
pairing - theodore nott x slytherin!reader
trope/tags - fluff
word count - 1.7k
warnings - descriptive period pains
waking up in time for class was always difficult for you. not even because you were lazy or didn't care about your grades enough, but mostly because theodore, your boyfriend and number one favourite person in the world, had an annoying little habit of staying inside of your room until pansy chased him out because she wanted her beauty sleep. most of the time, that would be somewhere around two in the morning. and you had to get up at six. four hours of sleep. wonderful. usually, you didn't mind. you didn't like getting out of bed, anyway.
but this morning, you very much minded. your eyes snapped open, you weren't entirely sure what had woken you up. you grunted, irritated, and disappeared under your two blankets to shield yourself from the cold of the dawn, sighing when your realised you that you'd have to get up in no less than ten minutes. with transfiguration as your first class, too. how you loved having to turn tables into chairs first thing in the morning.
but then you felt it. a terrible sensation in your abdomen, so harsh it felt like sharp knife was slicing through you. it took everything in you not release a pained moan. the discomfort spread almost all the way to your upper thighs, coming in constant strong waves. you groaned, hiding further under the covers and curling yourself up into a ball.
you wanted to cry. not only were you exhausted, but you were also in a tremendous amount of pain. you had got your period the night before, and it was going kind of smoothly... as smooth as they go... so you weren't really expecting to wake up with a dying wish to pass the hell away barely five hours later.
pansy's footsteps sounded throughout the room, and you heard the bathroom door shut. you didn't move a muscle. a few moments later, it opened again, and she paced around for a bit, shuffling through her trunk and then your own when she couldn't find a clean pair of socks. she was humming some tune as she got ready, seeming to be in an okay mood, but then she scoffed. her steps got louder as she neared your bed, pulling the covers off of you.
"bitch, you'll be la– oh merlin, are you alive?" she was a little startled seeing you resemble the appearance of an ill victorian child, but nevertheless took a seat at the edge of your mattress, "no." you dragged out, retrieving your precious blanket. you couldn't recall the last time you felt this bloody awful.
"period cramps, huh?" she made a sympathetic face at you, very familiar with that struggle. you only nodded. she hugged you and stayed like that for a bit, before standing up and walking over to her drawer. she dug out a few chocolate frogs and tossed them over to you.
you muttered a strained thank you, collecting them all. you placed them onto your night stand, grunting. you knew that they probably wouldn't help as much as you wished for them to, but you still appreciated your friend for trying. it was the least she could do in those circumstances.
she sighed, picking up her bag and throwing it over her shoulder, "i'll tell mcgonagall you won't be coming in today." you sat up immediately, getting a bit stressed, "don't tell theo."
"huh?" she deadpanned, eyeing you like you had gone mental.
"i don't want him to worry." you explained with a shrug, wincing when the cramps got stronger. you knew what your boyfriend was like, meaning you were aware that he'd come running right to you if pansy were to tell him about the dreadful state you were in. you didn't really want him to see you like that. your head was beginning to hurt, too.
she rolled her eyes, "as if he won't come looking for you the moment he sees you aren't with me." she bent down and picked up a dirty stocking, throwing it at you. and she was right. theodore loved you more than all of his friends combined, so you could already picture him bolting through the dungeons and straight through your door after seeing that you were missing. he wouldn't even have to be told why you weren't present.
pansy left then, leaving you to suffer all alone. you were barely able to get out of bed to clean yourself up. even moving around was hard. it took you about two minutes to drag yourself to the bathroom and and another fifteen to leave it. managing your hygiene had never been more exhausting.
just as you collapsed back into your bed, ready for a few more hours of torture, the door of your room opened. there went theodore, holding one of his hoodies, a bunch of period products you weren't sure how he acquired, and some chocolates he had stolen from lorenzo's drawer. your heart may have simply melted.
"hi." you peeked at him from beneath the covers, your voice small and tired.
"oh, love." his face twisted with concern as he took in the sight of you. he quietly shut the door and was next to your bed in a matter of seconds. he clumsily set all of the things he brought onto your nightstand, eager to have you in his arms as soon as possible. he shrugged off his robes, kicking his shoes away too. you tried to sit up, and once you did, he took the opportunity to take the shirt you had slept in off of you. he replaced it with his hoodie before settling down next to you. it smelled like him, which was also one of your favourite things in the world. you sighed, a warm feeling overwhelming you.
"tell me if you need anything and i'll get it for you, okay?" he brought the blankets all the way up to your neck, throwing an arm around you and pulling you close. he was willingly missing out on classes for you. could you just let that slide?
"theo–" he placed a finger against your lips to hush you, "i can take one day off, it's not like it's gonna kill me." he retrieved his hand.
"but–"
"no buts." he made you get closer, and you let out a startled giggle, momentarily forgetting about the pain you were in.
you laid there in silence for a little while. theo was rubbing comforting circles into your back, pressing a kiss to your forehead every now and then. it eased you a little bit, and you weren't feeling so terrible anymore. the pain was still there, but whatever he was doing made it a little easier to bear.
"is it really bad?" he questioned after seeing you had scrunched your face up. you hummed and he sat up, reaching under your bed. "where is it– oh." he pulled out the hot pack he knew you sometimes used in similar situations, heading for the bathroom to fill it up with warm water. he returned rather quickly and reclaimed his position on the bed. he adjusted your pillows and placed the hot pack against your stomach, throwing an arm around you again. it made it a little difficult for him to pull you completely against his chest, but your own comfort mattered more to him.
"thank you." you sighed. he gave you a look, not a particularly annoyed one, but one that told you that you didn't have to thank for him doing things like that. he pecked your nose, the urge was too difficult to resist. you exhaled comfortably, taking a hold of his hand and intertwining your fingers.
he began massaging your knuckles, and you shuffled closer, as close as it was possible, burying your face into his chest. he kissed your hand this time before releasing it, and tangled his fingers in your locks instead. you loved it when he played with your hair, and he loved it just as much, mostly because you were giving him a fantastic excuse to touch you.
"what explanation did you come up with for missing classes today?" you questioned, suddenly feeling curious. your cramps slightly reduced in their intensity, so you didn't mind talking or even getting up for a bit.
"i just told it as it is." he shrugged, continuing to play with your hair. he tucked a strand behind your ear, smiling at you.
"what?" you chuckled in surprise.
"i told mcgonagall my girlfriend wasn't feeling well and that i wanna take care of her." he was so, very causal about it. you were surprised he actually knew what to do to help you. you did assume he asked pansy, but it at least meant that he cared. and it made you that much more happy to have him there with you.
"really? what did she say?" you raised an eyebrow.
"she was a little annoyed but she understood what i was getting at," of course she did, she couldn't not, "and then she told the other boys to take notes," he grinned proudly, "draco especially."
you burst out laughing, "that did not happen."
"yes, it did," he snickered against your cheek before placing a big, loud kiss against it, "you can ask anyone." he pulled back, but did not move away. you were so close that your noses were touching.
"hm, i think i'll take your word for it." he smiled again, and you pecked his lips, another way to thank him for doing all of that for you, "i love you." you whispered.
"i love you more." he gave you a cheeky grin.
"wrong." you retorted playfully, poking at his chest.
"that's up for debate." he put his hand over yours, holding it in place.
"do not argue with me." you warned, not very seriously, though.
he snorted at your teasing reply, but didn't push the discussion any further. on a different day, he probably would have. that one adored getting on your nerves more than anyone else in the world, but he wasn't so stupid to do it when you were having such bad period pains. there were other things to be done. he said he'd give you cuddles, and kisses, and hugs, and snuggles, and even more kisses and everything in between. and he did just that. that one time, and all the other times.
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rabbitsrams · 9 months
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ur schlatt x tummy!reader made me FERAL.. what about reader who loves schlatts tummy and thighs!!
anon. you read my mind. oh my god.
because yes. you absolutely adore his body. no questions asked.
you always like to put a hand on his thighs especially if he's sitting down. his skin is so soft and so squishy aaaaa you can't get enough ):
laying your head on his thighs <3333 omg <3333
"you comfortable down there?"
"always."
wanting to sit on his lap all the time just bc you wanna be closer to him <3 and also just bc his thighs are so nice under you <3
i could write a whole essay about how obsessed you are with his tummy bc.........
you love grabbing it :) like it's just so pretty!! and squish!! and so uniquely him <3
reaching underneath his shirt just to feel it barking furiously
you love laying on his chest too, it's so comfortable <3 tracing little patterns all over his pecs and downward, leaving a hand on his tummy when you fall asleep and him placing his hand over yours. omg.
it makes him feel so good seeing you loving his body :( like :(
j schlatt you are the prettiest man on the planet im so serious.
QUICK APPRECIATION POST FOR HOW HE LOOKS IN THAT SUIT!! GOD he's so stunning wearing that omg like he fills it out so nicely and you just love it whenever he wears it for a fancy streamer event or whatever <3
(mind always goes to THAT gamersupps ad cuz UGH)
grabbing his tie and placing a hand on his chest and he's just putty in your hands.
always asking for your approval whenever he dresses up in different garb than his usual sweatshirt/shorts and you always have to tell him he looks so good <3 bc he does <3
his biceps his biceps his biceps :D (im a biiiiig biceps gal so ofc i obsess unhealthily over them akdfjfjfng)
you always find some excuse to grab them and squeeze, they're just so grabbable and lovely and im lovesick okay. i love arms and i love his arms <3 and when he wears tighter t-shirts? woof. ur done for.
also u love how broad his shoulders are, naturally. idk how to explain it but ughhhh he's so BIG. and it's EVERYTHING TO you. you love it so much <3
this last part's for my fellow plus-sized besties btw
tummies touching when you hug <333333 oh my god i just need it so bad a hug from that man would fix me fr
anyway yeah alexa play that i need a big boy song by sza <3 need him so badly.
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lemonflavoreddishsoap · 11 months
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good morning/afternoon/evening, i saw your request open and i was wondering if you'd be up to write some headcanons about risotto & ghiaccio with a gn! s/o who likes to take care of them; whether it's combing/washing their hair, making meals for them, helping them relax after a day of work, etc.
feel free to delete/ignore this request if it's not of your liking. and, thanks in advance (<3).
I actually received another anon request asking for something similar-
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- so I'm just gonna lump them all into one big heaping pile of headcanons! Thank you for the requests <333 La Squadra with a house husband/wife who loves to take care of them
Formaggio
Loves it so so so so much
How lucky he is to have an s/o like you, doting on him and putting in so much work for the two of you.
Always goes to you to massage out any aches from the day
Hugs you from behind while you're in the middle of cooking every time. No matter what. It's not a problem at all unless it leads to you getting something on yourself or getting burnt (in that case he'll apologize - then do it again the very next time.)
In return, he tries his best to treat you whenever he can. He buys you sweet lil gifts all the time, leaving them around for you to find while he's out on missions <333333
Illuso
All those pigtails of his? Yeah, they aren't much, but every time he puts his hair into them he considers asking you to do it instead. He never does, but if you find him doing his hair with a dumb smile on his face, that's why.
Need I say this man praises you and your work?
"Smells amazing, doll, whatcha cooking this time?"
"Damn, the room's spotless! You worked real hard, didn't ya?"
gives you a big ol' smorch on the lips....sigh....
Prosciutto
It's the kind of s/o he always pictured himself having, this is just what he expected life to have in store for him.
As a result, he sort of treats the things you do pretty casually. If you didn't know better you'd say he doesn't notice or care.
But of course, you know him better than that. The kiss on your knuckles before every meal and the quick compliments he gives you throughout the day are how he lets you know he loves you and the work you do.
It's the way he intertwines his fingers with yours in the late hours of the night, you two tucked in bed, that lets you know it's all appreciated.
Pesci
Oh Pesci.. oh this boy...
No matter how many times you do all these nice things for him, no matter how much of an everyday thing it is, it makes him feel so incredibly special every single time.
Every sweet thing you do for him has him practically blubbering out "thank you"s and "you're so sweet"s
Oh my GOODNESS. PLAY WITH HIS HAIR. his hairstyle may be strange (all of La Squadra's are), but please please please run your fingers through it, ruffle it around, mess it up a bit, he loves it.
BONUS POINTS if you get a hairbrush and fix up his messy hair afterwards. Oh he's putty in your hands.
Will do anything he can to return the favors, unless you tell him he doesn't have to. augghhh
damn i got passionate about this one
Melone
Remember how I said Formaggio hugs you from behind while you cook? Well, Melone does that too.
But unlike Formaggio he does it while you're doing literally anything. You could be scrubbing the toilet and he's embracing ya and peppering kissing down your neck and. probably distracting you quite a bit.
But also unlike Formaggio, Melone stops when asked, or when it's clear his affection is making it super hard for you to work.
He'd love it for you to braid his hair, and if you have long enough hair, he'll braid your hair too.
If there's ever a day where you aren't doing too hot, sick in bed and he has the day to stay home, he'll be your house husband for the day. A perfect chance for him to give back some kindness ;3
Ghiaccio
It's no surprise that he's coming home with a million things to complain about. So he'll pace around the kitchen and ramble while you make dinner. He's usually irritable at this time, might get picky with how you cut ingredients or how long you cook for.
Still loves everything you make, even if it's not to his exact specifications. Mutters out a "thanks" afterwards and pulls you close to press a looong kiss to your forehead.
Lets you massage the immense amounts of tension out of him. Also wants you to run your fingers through his hair, brushing through his curls and massaging his scalp. For once he stays silent, sighing and leaning into your loving touch.
This man spouts a million words a minute, but he knows he doesn't need to speak to let you know how much he loves you. He just basks in your comfort. Damn, you treat him so well.
Risotto
He loves the caring part of you, he really does, but at the start of your relationship you may need to tell him a few times to stop saying things like "you know, you don't have to do that for me."
Eventually you reach a compromise, and when it comes to cooking and cleaning, you two make it a team effort whenever he's around.
When it comes to helping him relax after work though, he never complains (anymore) about your pampering.
a comforting bath, your hands scrubbing sweet scents through his hair, a moment where he doesn't need to focus on anything except his s/o.
He dreams of having these moments for the rest of his life, holding you close in the eerie silent night and cherishing every second you love him and care for him.
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horrorhot-line · 3 months
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do you still plan on writing for saiki? it’s okay if you don’t though cuz ur my fav writer & im honestly just happy with whatever you do ❤️❤️
yes i do, definitely. i've already got 3 i'm working on including the okinawa school trip episode. i just thought i'd branch off and start something new because there's barely any fanfic i can find and you know what they say, if you want something done, do it yourself. thank you for your compliments i can't believe people enjoy the stuff my sleep deprived brain comes up with, i appreciate you anon, more than you'll ever know <333333
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gojosattoru · 7 months
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Congratulations on being an aunt🩷🩷 If you're still taking up requests, can I have some akane icons from oshi no ko please? OR mitsumi from skip and loafer ): sorry I love them both a lot
heya dear anon!!! thank you so much for your wishes hehehe!! i'm still in bliss XD will never be able to come back to planet earth, still on the space overjoyed hehe <333333 really appreciate your words bby thankies!! yep still taking requests and i made both characters hehe i really love them too and i tho on giving you both characters <33333 it was fun thank you so much for requesting them i hope you like them dear anon!! <333333
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hightowres · 5 days
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sometimes i get sad when you get nice asks and then say you don’t know why you get them bc you really are such a sweet and lovely person
this is honestly super sweet and i hope you know that i appreciate any nice asks so so so much! sometimes i guess they come out of nowhere and i'm a little caught off guard but one of my fav things about this place is how kind and just amazing my mutuals are and how we all just kind of send each other lots of love, sometimes completely unprompted. like seeing a mutual on your dash and just feeling so much warmth and fondness and you have to send them and ask even just to say hi ily and wishing them a nice day. anyway you're so so lovely and i hope you have the most incredible day ever <333333
tell me on anon what you'd never tell me off anon
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ssseriema · 9 months
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Do you have oc lore I wanna hear your oc lore (If not that's okay don't feel pressured)
i am so sorry anon the one thing ive never figured out how to do is oc lore, theyre just little guys and i draw them sometimes !!!!! i really appreciate the interest tho thank you <333333
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unnamable-lee · 27 days
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just wanted to remind you that you are loved and appreciated no matter what! love you dear! <333333
(might “secretly” send you a request if you’re *truly* up for it- why am I going anon for it? for funsies sjdndjdj)
awwwhvwhab thank you lovvee !&!&;! youare tOO <333333!!! i love you toooo!!
(d o i t)
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mo0nfairy · 9 months
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i just managed to catch up to unchained melody and oh my god!! venus!!! i swear i feel like im ascending to heaven whenever i read your writing. your descriptions, the atmosphere, how beautifully everything is structured just baffles me every single time. 😭😭 and between everything nothing ever seems out of character and i can't begin to tell how incredibly talented you are!! i'm sorry for rambling a bit but keep up the incredible work and i hope you have an amazing day! <333333
ooooomg anon u have me blushing !!! this is the best compliment i have ever received genuinely, thank u so so much! i work vv hard on these pieces, so i appreciate this so so much <3 <3 <3 <3
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cheriiyaya · 2 months
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You are just so adorable when you are happy and freak out It's like I can sense your happiness from the screen, sometimes when I happen to be sad and receive one of your notifications I always light up, no matter what it is. Answering an ask, a fanfic, a reblog. You always find the way to make me smile, even just slightly.
Can't express how much I appreciate having found your blog, you are truly one of the best. I hope life will always be kind with you because you truly deserve the world.
(An anon who loves you platonically ofc too much for their own good)
NONNIE.
NOONIE IM BLUSHING AND SMILING SO HARD RN UR SO SWEET ILYSMMMM AJNRWJNVWIJENBVKJ I HAVE NO WORDS T^T
im so happy i can make at least ONE persons day better just by posting ernihkjbnnsrgjoenugehrw
NONNIE IM HUGGING U BACK SO TIGHTLY RN ILYSMMM (platonically) EHFURHFURHWURJ3BGWU <333333
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atrwriting · 5 months
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do more billy smut when you have the time!!! not a lot of people write for billy and your writing is literally amazing...the plot is always just so so good and the smut? OMGGG!!! it's so so good please do more!!!<333333
you’re so sweet thank you thank you thank you!!!! i was so worried posting the first one shot because i was like “if i make everyone drier than the sahara this is gonna suck lololol” so your kind words r so appreciated :)) ty anon i hope u r having a great day
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nem0-nee · 1 year
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[ASK GAME DUMP]
Well well well... if it isn't the consequence of my actions. Yeah...
Nem here forgot to answer her asks from last month and earlier, and she doesn't want to leave a flood of one-sentence responses (since it feels MAD illegal. Thanks high school </3)
If you sent me an emoji/a color for certain ask games... this is the cemetery for it /j
I dare not to tag the people who sent me the asks since I'm not brave enough ;v;
[Good luck if you're gonna look down there]
[Tell me how you feel about me on anon!]
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Ah, beloved anons?!?! You're gonna fire up my ego here (or what remains of it dfsdffs).
First anon, I'm hiding in your walls... I'm sending love and thanks because AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
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JAS... MY BELOVED JASUS...JIZZLER....JALLIAM JAFTON!?!?!?@!@?! JAAAAAAAAAAAAS!?!@?#?@!#! WAHHH THANK YOU?!!?
It was all going great till I read the last sentence /j /j
GIRL IM SORRY FOR LEAVING YOU HANGING TOOO RAHHHH ILYSM ;v;
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YOU FUCKING DONK- I mean hi bestie :))))))))))
DGYFDSIFS JOKES ASIDE- thank you bitch <333 You may be the reason why I have another crippling hyperfixation, but- yeah nvm I got nothing
I HATE YOU <333333 Wdym??? I'm not hard on myself?? I'm just committing to the grit that's all /j
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AHHH MONMON!?!?! I'll try to interact more whenever I'm not busy ;v; You're too sweet hdsbsjdfsfn THANK YOU <3333
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[Why do you follow me?]
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Dummy I'm so sorry.... I got no money... My only form of currency is corn chips and flies </33
I can send you corn chips if you're interested /j/j/j
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look at the birb, it's very Jas if I do say so myself
SDASHBA STOPPPPPPP- Jas i love how unhinged you are with these <33 LOVE THE FIRST THREE- Then we get to SAPPHIRE?!?!
I'm feeling nice, so I'll let you study me for 5 minutes tops >:))
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AWWWW- You're too sweet Basil?!!? I really appreciate it <333
But yes, we shall kill Rosie God together with Jas >:))
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[- You've reached the end of this chaos...congrats? -]
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