#idk if I will do anyone else but am tempted

[azuzula]

ghoulsghoulsghouls :>)

drac&lagoona

frankie&clawdeen

#monster high #monster high fanart #ghoulia yelps #cleo de nile #me art #and bam the finished set #of the og 6 at least lol #idk if I will do anyone else but am tempted #bc drawing them was v therapeutic but I want to expand more not just do this even tho it was fun #i mentioned in the tags of the frankie and clawdeen post that yet again one is inspired by gen3 and other gen1 #well can u guess who….. #Cleo maintains a lot of her gen 1 look but I’ve added the blue from gen 3 and other details hehe #but ghoulia is the gen1 of this post #in hindsight I should’ve went for a more retro look for her but this is still cute #AW SHIT I FORGOT TO POST THIS #THEYVE BEEN SITTINF IN MY DRAFTS FOR OVER A MINTH IM SO SORRYY DWXHKBASCBKJAXS

[writingstoraes]

hard liquor, hard launch 🥃

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: instagram imagine/social media au

notes: not proofread and not revised so please expect errors hehehe please lmk what u think by replying or messaging and if u wanna be part of my taglist! <3

about: charles goes out drinking with friends and he "accidentally" reveals you, when you were supposed to be lowkey

charles_leclerc

liked by pierregasly, arthurleclerc, isahernaez, and 1,056,333 others

charles_leclerc I miss my baby so muxh plsaee come pick me up i should not have drsnk tonight yourusername pick me uppp now plsease!

arthurleclerc I guess we're done with the soft-launches now?

pascale_leclerc Why are you joking at a time like this go help your brother!

charlitoferrari IS CHARLES DRUNK AND DOING A GIRLFRIEND REVEAL????

cl16f1 girllll i knowwww all this time mans has been hiding his girl from us 😭

pierregasly I know I should be a good friend and take away his phone but he's giggling while typing it is a sight to see

landonorris Help him??? Give him another shot!!!

charles_leclerc

liked by danielricciardo, lilymhe, carlossainz55, and 1,773,450 others

charles_leclerc YES OKAY! I hav a girlffiend. Weve been togehrer for about a year now so the whiskey whispered to me tonigjt to introduce her to you guys ❤️❤️❤️ Je taime babyyyy yourusername

yourusername charles i am on my way give someone else your phone amour :)

lilymhe Props to you for acting so cool when we all know you're sprinting towards the door while on a call with us

yourusername idk maybe tell your boyfriend to confiscate my boyfriend's phone!!!!!

sainzmyhero AWWW SHE SAID MY BOYFRIEND

danielricciardo Dont know what's about to go down the paddock in the next few days but I'm sure the PR team of Ferrari is going to have a field day 🤣

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My red girl ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ PS. Shes mine and if anyone tries anyjthing funny, I will race you 🏎

ferrarilover this is so amusing bye

charleschampion Who knew drunk Charles was very affectionate

carlossainz55 Oh he is

isahernaez And how do you know that???

pierregasly You do not wanna know, Isa

yourusername

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yourusername package secured, charles is at home and asleep after all the ruckus he caused tonight 🤦‍♀️ anyway now that the jig is up, i guess no more being lowkey for us then hahaha let's all wait for him to wake up tomorrow with a headache and vow to never drink again 🫶 for what it's worth, i love you too, charles_leclerc! forever & always 🤍

also thanks to pierre for taking this picture, charles has lost his balance halfway home! he was so heavyyyy lol

carlossainz55 I am really going to miss the "Take a picture of me but don't show my face!" era 😔

landonorris I have so many videos of Charles you can use to blackmail him, Y/N

yourusername such a tempting offer

landonorris Im serious I have it from all angles

ilpredestinato How does it feel to have Charles as a boyfriend

yourusername very eventful :')

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tagging: @slytherheign pls watch f1 this is ur sign

notes: how do you guys like it so far? lmk what u think! tysm for reading ♡

#formula 1 insta au #formula 1 social media au #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #charles leclerc insta au #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #formula 1

[khuzena]

12:59

| Michael Kaiser x g/n!reader

summary: everyone in life comes and goes, but sometimes he wishes you stayed; but it's too big of a request to ask.

Warning: toxic rs,no happy ending, cry bitches. Angst, Angst, Angst. (Cheating again because this man is the reddest, crimson flag ever)

A/n: was writing this in school, no activities for the entire day so i was writing this. (This is so cringe oh my god i swear I'll write fluff next time what character do you guys want as long as it aint barou because idk how to write him..)

It sometimes gets too hard to breathe at night.

There are times where he'd find solace in your embrace, you've made home in his heart and you know.

The cupid to your psyche, the romeo to his juliet. So tempting yet so dangerous.

Trust, such a simple thing yet so hard to keep and attain. Something he's won from you years ago yet he lost instantly.

A prodigy as he, the loyal man he used to be.

Rainy days like these you'd find yourself in his well-sculpted arms, inhaling his scent and his kisses marking you his.

Two weeks before the fallout, he's been a distant man, eyes filled with disdain for you and you don't know why. Just a month ago there were flowers on your doorstep, a genuine compliment through text and light kisses pressed on your forehead here and there.

Though recently, he's been looking at you with such hate in his eyes, like you ruined his life— like you're the reason you brought pain and suffering in his world. Why?

There you were, sitting at the marble kitchen island and eating some fresh fruits while watching a boring show on your phone.

Kaiser walked past you as he grabbed an energy drink from the fridge, not even sparing you a single glance.

"Hey, love." You said smiling, nervously fidgeting your fingers under the table.

Kaiser rolled his eyes before looking at you with such disgust. Was your hair really that unkempt? Did your acne come back again? Was he no longer attracted to you? Or was it because he's found someone else. You don't know but these questions spiral in your brain, wondering, asking where you went wrong.

"Hey." He replied, the irritation in his voice was too obvious.

"Can we talk?"

If anyone could see you right now they would compare you to a homeless man asking for scraps or spare change. But at least a hobo has more dignity than you.

Like a broke man begging for money and food to survive, you're pleading, throwing away all your dignity— if you even had any left; begging for a tiny speck of his attention. Some answer, some closure for why he's been treating you like this.

"I don't have time for that and you know it, I have a game again next week in france. Let's talk next time when I have the time"

Confusion and anger boiling in you at this point, what do you mean he has no time for a simple conversation? When he has all the time in the world to do stupid shit without you when he's actually free.

"What the fuck? You barely have any fucking time for me."

He stared down at you with a blanm expression, it was irritating how he wasn't even taking you seriously.

He didn't say a word before walking away to the comfort of his room.

A week later he came home.

It was 12:59 am.

A knock on your door disturbed the peace in the living room, you made your way to the main door. Sighing with relief that it was him, that he got home safely from whatever team party he attended.

"'M sorry…"

Your eyes widened, the moment you opened the door he lunged himself at you; his grip as he hugged you not loosening.

"What happened to you, micha?..."

The smell of alcohol getting on you, the red lipstick stains on his blouse and how pathetically dishevelled that man was.

The sight took your ability to speak away for a moment. You've never expected this, he told you earlier that he'd just be drinking with his team but to go as far as this?

"Don't touch me."

Kaiser tightened his grip, the shame on his face says it all. He's never cried this hard before as his tears soaked your shirt, "Liebling.."

"I said go away." Venom dripped from your voice, causing him to flinch in his very drunk state.

A loud thud can be heard throughout the house as he fell on his knees, like the shameless bastard he is, he cried, "I still love you", "I won't do it again I promise", "You're everything, please, schatz"

The next day, he was lying on the couch. His bags being too dark one could mistake him for a panda.

Even though his stomach is growling loudly, vomit bubbling in his throat or face dried with tears he couldn't help but just wail.

Hands trembling as he looked to the alarm clock to his left, 12:59 pm. Kaiser's legs wobbled as he checked every room, looking for a sign you were there but no.

"Liebling! Please, please. Where are you?"

His voice echoed in the walls of his apartment but there was no one who answered back.

Kaiser's lost you and it's all his fault yet he wailed pathetically on the floor, holding on to the railings of his stairs like someone took you away from him.

As time passed by, he's lost count of the days he's skipped training. His hunger being his least concern even though he barely eats nowadays as he spends most of his time staring at the ceiling.

Wishing for a miracle, wishing that god hears his prayer for one last time.

In this time of deep depression his spotify playlist has become his friend, his pillow being the tissue for his tears and the sheets crumpled from his thrashing around the bed.

kaiser: please come abck

kaiser: back***

kaiser: please

kaiser: please

kaiser: i love you

kaiser: liebling

kaiser: liebling lets talk

kaiser: please.

*seen*

It's hopeless.

No matter how many times he blew up your phone with calls and texts you never answered. Though you never even blocked him too.

It was that time again, he called you again. Screen stained with tears as his eyes sparkled with hope when you finally picked up.

"Liebling, im sorry, im sorry."

The call was still on but he could only hear your heavy breathing, his breath hitched as he shakily held his phone to his ear.

"I know my sorrys won't change anything, but I still love you."

"I can't live without you"

"You're my everything."

"Please."

Please.

Still not a single word from you, he plopped down on his bed as he stared into nothing again in his empty room.

"Michael, stop."

He clutched his phone to his chest as he sobbed quietly, making sure you didn't hear him.

"Yeah, sorry."

"Stop apologising, Michael," you let out a sigh, "let's break up"

"Yeah, sure. Good night"

The call ended right then and there.

Kaiser kept replaying your voicemails over and over again. His nerves calmed down for a bit until the reality set in, he'd never hear your voice again.

There will no longer be any you standing outside the door with your arms wide open to congratulate him on his win or a lover he'd call his. The person he vowed to love and protect forever, gone.

And it's all his fault.

For one last time, he checked his phone as he saw a notification on his lock screen. The bright light almost blinded him.

love: i know you're still awake

love: go to sleep

*sent 12:59 am*

He sighed, putting away his phone and staring at the clock.

"Yeah, maybe it is getting late"

Note: we js had a halloween party 2 days ago, cosplayed as krul, had so much fun. °^°>🍦. I'll stop writing for kaiser i swear im js obsessed w him :((( (this fic not proofread m sorryyy)

#blue lock fanfic #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk angst #blue lock ansgt #blue lock fluff #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #kaiser fluff #kaiser angst

[shawnxstyles]

Kk so it 2 in the morning and I’m horny so fem reader x tom Holland or Nathan Drake which ever you prefer where tom/ Nathan is always cocky in public and reader is shy and quiet but In bed the opposite and reader is like really dominant and stuff and Tom/Nathan is kinda like babyish idk only if your ok with it tho tyyyyy

talkative

warnings: smut; (unprotected sex, cockwarming, dirty talk), fluff, and language

note: i wrote this very fast because i feel bad for procrastinating my other writings :) also, i’m not a huge fan of sub!male but i tried it anyway (probably won’t do again)

(slight) sub!ceo!tom x (slight) dom!reader

—

“we made it official in january,” tom chats with his co-worker, harrison, and his wife that are seated across the table from you. tom squeezes your hand on the white-cloth table. tonight was a simple dinner with tom’s best employee who has been working with him for years. they grew to be great friends over time.

“you always did know how to close a deal,” both men share a hearty laugh while you smile softly at tom. he returns a smile graciously, making your chest bubble with love.

even months after the wedding, that honeymoon feeling never faded away. every day with tom was like a dream. you couldn’t have asked for anyone or anything else.

“well, you two make just the loveliest pair,” harrison’s wife compliments with a fond expression. yours and tom’s smiles deepen with love and warmth as you stare into each other’s eyes.

“we do, don’t we, darling?” tom puts an arm around your shoulders and pulls you in for a forehead kiss. a heated rush runs through your head at the action. you were never good at pda; it always made you flushed and you couldn’t hide how it affected you.

you talked little throughout the rest of the dinner. sure, if someone asked you a question or two you’d answer, but you were never the most talkative. you grew up a listener, curious to hear what others had to say. however, when it was just you and tom, you were more open and detailed when you spoke.

especially when it came to the bedroom. you didn’t know you were that talkative until you met tom. well, until you had sex with tom.

it was freeing and comforting to know that there was always someone who was just as curious as you. so, out of curiosity, you married him.

even with separate chairs, you leaned close into tom’s side as the night continued. your hands intertwined under the table, resting on your smooth legs. tom would rub reassuring circles over your knuckles and occasionally kiss your temple to remind you that he was right there. his little actions of care was something that you not only craved but grew to need.

a familiar, fuzzy feeling burned in your lower stomach that you had to endure until you went home.

when the dinner ended, you all said your polite goodbyes and shared charming smiles. tom and you walked toward the car and headed home.

—

as tom and you got ready for bed, your need for him was growing uncomfortable.

“tom.”

“yes, baby?”

“i need you.”

with the simplest words, you were crawling over tom’s lap in an instant. your silk nightgown rose to your hips as your legs spread over his hard bulge underneath his boxers.

“you’re already hard?” your hands rested on his muscular shoulders as you rolled your hips in a circular motion. tom groaned and put his hands on your hips to guide you. “poor tommy.”

“‘course i am. looked fucking gorgeous in that dress tonight,” he huffed out as your movements got faster. “fuck. need to be inside you.”

“why should i let you?” you teasingly questioned as you pulled down the delicate straps of your gown, revealing your pebbled nipples. licking your lips, you stopped rolling your hips until tom gave you an answer. he puffed out, irritated at how much control you have over him.

“i waited all night. talked to harry and madeline the whole time so i wouldn’t be too tempted to take you in the bathroom stall,” tom negotiated breathlessly.

“hmm. i guess that’s valid enough,” you shifted your panties to the side while tom hastingly slid down his boxers. his eagerness to be with you always caused a smug smile on your face. you were just as eager, but way better at hiding it clearly.

you rubbed your arousal against his cock, edging you both. without wasting any more time, you lifted your body up and angled his cock deep inside of you. you both hiss at the feeling as if you’ve never been together. but your bodies knew each other more than anyone else you knew.

his smooth, rough hands caress your sides as you pick up your pace. your breasts bounce as both of your moans collide in the heated air. your hands crawl around his neck and dig into his scalp. your cunt squeezes his cock causing him to whimper with a rough bite of his lips.

“k-kiss me,” tom moans with his head moving loosely.

“what, no ‘please’?”

“baby, please fucking kiss me,” his fingers twist your nipples, nearly stealing all your words from you. you bite your lip at the pinch of pain, leaning into his touch.

“that’s more like it.”

your lips crash together in a burning kiss. the fire between you two never seemed to dwindle, and you both melted together as if you were one. your hips never ruined their accelerated pace, even when tom began to thrust up into you.

the additional movement had you both moaning and groaning desperately against each other’s mouths. too immersed in tom’s lips, you were blind to notice tom slipping his hand between you both. he slyly rubs your throbbing clit, getting you closer to your orgasm.

sweat dampened at your foreheads while your legs burned from the vertical repetition. you felt tom’s cock twitch inside of you, alerting you that he was very close.

“come inside of me. i need your cum in me, tommy,” you encouragingly demanded in shaky breaths. obeying, tom releases inside of you, coating your walls.

“come with me, darling,” tom directed. you clutch around his length, squeezing everything out of him. the sensation of his fingers and his orgasm have you coming right soon after. he guides your hips as you ride out your blissful highs together.

all that can be heard are your panting breaths and your racing hearts as your forehead falls onto his shoulder. tom caresses and rubs your back, cock still sitting warm inside of you. neither of you make any movements, too afraid to ruin the euphoric experience. you both close your eyes, but know better than to fall asleep like this. you both know you’d feel sore and achy if you didn’t lay down on the bed.

but you wanted his cock to stay warm and tucked into you forever.

“c’mon, darling, let’s go to sleep,” tom insists, slowly lifting you up.

“but i want you in me,” you whine, not caring how dramatic you may sound. tom reassures you that he’ll slide back inside of you once you’re lying down.

tom’s body disconnects from yours and you feel a wrath of coldness flood your body. you remove your panties completely and discard them somewhere across your bedroom floor.

once you’re laying down comfortably, tom fulfills his promise and gently slides back into you. you hum at the satisfying thickness and fullness that fills you. you can’t help but rub your ass into him, causing him to hiss from behind you.

“goodnight, you minx,” tom tucks your hair to the side and kisses your cheek lovingly.

“goodnight,” you smile, all warm and cozy.

it’s easy to fall asleep when you’re entwined with the love of your life.

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tags: @lnmp89 @crybabyddl @pretty-npeach @marine-mayday @aerangi @justanotherpasserby-blog @tinafuentes @moniffazictress11 @eywaheardyou @alwaysclassyeagle @mrstealuregirl @bisexual-desi @sherlockstrangewolf @madsttx @graywrites20 @bradtomlovesya

crossed out= not able to tag

#shawnxstyles #tom holland #tom holland smut #tom holland fan fiction #tom holland fan fics #tom holland fanfic #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you

[daimyosprincess]

SANCTUARY

—PAIRING: Boba Fett x Female Character

—SUMMARY: Sometimes sanctuary isn’t a place, it’s a person.

—WORD COUNT: 1.2k

—RATING: Explicit, 18+ only — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

—TAGS & WARNINGS: third person narration, explicit sexual content, Empire era!Boba, yearning, themes surrounding sex work, oral sex (fem receiving), open-ended ending (like not sad but not necessarily happy either? ends on a sense of longing)

Please let me know if I missed anything!

—AUTHOR'S NOTES: Thank you so much @wolffegirlsunite for this amazing song prompt ask! I'm trying out third person for the first time (so lemme know if y'all like it) and idk if this counts as a reader insert but I intended for it to kinda be like one, so I kept the female character's description vague. I am also trying to practice writing shorter pieces with these song prompts and let me tell you!! I do not like shutting up!!! I have many thoughts concerning this man!!!! But it wouldn't be a challenge if it was easy 🤨

Enjoy besties 💖

Song: Sanctuary by Joji

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If you’ve been waiting for falling in love

Babe, you don’t have to wait on me

‘Cause I’ve been aiming for heaven above

But an angel ain’t what I need

It’s always after dark when he comes to see her. Like a fallen star, he touches down on the glimmering world of Canto Bight in the dead of night—a whispered name amongst the patrons in the casino as he passes through the velvet ropes to the pleasure house above. Boba can feel their eyes, their titillation, their curiosity, their fear of him on his back as he ascends the stairs. He pays it no mind because when he crosses the threshold into the Black Rose, only one thing matters to him.

Low lights soon give way to neon walls where beautiful men and women dance, their dark silhouettes enthralling their audience as drinks are served and credits are spilled from pockets. Boba doesn’t bother to stop and admire the show, however, he strides directly over to the pink-skinned Twi’lek sitting in the corner booth. She greets him with a familiar smile, knowing who he is and what he’s here for. She nods wordlessly towards the curtain behind her and the guard steps aside to let him pass.

The music dampens to a dull thump in the gilded waiting room, the air fragranced with dusky rose and sultry amber. He takes off his helmet to let the sweet air kiss his face, a gentle brush over the tips of his ears, the bow of his lips, the tip of his nose. Boba breathes it in, the scent of his escape. The scent that clings to his clothes even after he leaves, reminding him that she’s only ever one call away, laying alone and empty of him. Those thoughts, that sinful fragrance… they make his body ache for hers.

It drives him almost as much as his desire to be the best to honor his father’s legacy. That dull throbbing in his bones is his pain’s pleasure: the satisfaction of completing another job is made even greater with the knowledge that his reward is waiting on Canto Bight. It’s only after his pucks are turned in and his bounties paid that he allows himself to see her. She is a wine he must only sip, her sweet intoxication too tempting to allow himself anything greater. 

Her taste already stains his lips, keeping him from coming in the light of day, despite that the dim interior is never any brighter than it is after the sun sets. Because then she would know. She’d know that if she’s holding out, waiting to fall into that unspoken love that she wouldn’t have to wait on him, that his heaven isn’t one floating in the sky. An angel isn’t what he needs... it’s her. 

That’s why he no longer seeks out anyone else to fulfill his desires, why she’s become the only one. Boba has experienced the thrill of pleasure with many in his years, discovered what he liked and what gave him the release he required to keep his mind clear. Most of all, however, it revealed how he needs the warmth of equal to truly soothe the burning in his core, something more than just the colorful amusement of a dancing girl or the rough diversion of another hunter on a long job. He needs more, firmer ground to touch down upon. He needs a sanctuary.

She likes to make him wait for a couple minutes when he arrives, let their mutual anticipation build to a low boil. Swiping on her trademark ruby lipstick, the Madame of the Black Rose smiles at her painted reflection. Boba Fett is in her waiting room, fresh off a hunt, pent up and ready to burn through all that raw energy. He needs her. He’s never said as much, but she knows that’s why he comes to her, to work through the knots in his soul after being wound so tight. 

Donning the sheer black robe laid out on her chair, she saunters into her waiting room practically purring with delight. Boba is reclined on the low slung chaise, legs apart with his helmet propped on his knee. His pretty lips twitch into the smallest of smiles at her appearance, his dark eyes glinting with salacious intention as they slip down her body. All she has to do is hold out her jeweled hand and he’s pushing her back into her rooms, his hot mouth sealing over hers.

The fervid way they tear into each other, pulling clothes and armor off as quickly as their tangled limbs will allow, speaks the words their lips do not: what you want is what I want. Sincerity in motion, acted out but never spoken of. Two souls that lie awake when apart dreaming of the courageous, secret reality where they give into something real. Something that they passed off for child’s play or a fantasy fit only for those on the opposite side of the galaxy’s underbelly—either way, certainly not something for them. Bounty hunters and working girls, no matter how revered or expensive, don’t get happy endings together. Not in this life at least. 

When he kneels between her thighs, Boba revels in the slick warmth and breathy moans that she allows him to wring out of her with his tongue and fingers. One orgasm is not enough for him, nor two, and just barely three before he comes up for air, panting praises and curses into her soft skin while she runs her nails through his hair. It gives her such pleasure, such luscious pride to see his glossed over eyes and slick-shined face so overwrought and pussy drunk. She hasn’t even touched him properly yet and he’s a man consumed.

When he finally gives her his cock, it’s hard and leaking, flushed with violet want. She relishes in the way he fills her cunt every single time he takes her; the lurid stretch of him burns in her veins, her heart pounds against her ribs as he snaps his strong hips against the back of her thighs. When she flips him on his back to ride him how she likes, she yanks his face up by his curls to kiss and bite and bruise her way into him. Maybe if she kisses him long and deep enough, he’ll hear all the things she cannot bring herself to say. That if he loves her like she loves him, he doesn’t have to wait any longer to make her his. That she doesn’t want an angel or a savior, just him. 

Skin to skin and cheek to cheek, she hopes there’s an osmosis of sentiment. Fuck me harder, she begs her with body, fuck me like you’re not going to leave. Fuck me like our lives won’t end up apart. And he does, again and again, every time he darkens her door. He digs his fingers in, sinks his mark into her giving flesh, pulling her so close because they can never know how long their lifetimes will be. When he holds her so tight her lungs protest and her ribs threaten to crack, she locks her legs around his muscular torso and presses her lips to his ear. We can aim for heaven above, baby, you don’t have to wait on me.

#i have so much to say about this man #especially empire era!boba and all his feelings #zwei writes #boba fett #boba fett x reader #boba fett x f!reader #boba fett x fem!reader #boba fett x you #boba fett x ofc #boba fett x oc #boba fett fanfic #boba fett smut #boba fett fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #sanctuary fic

[loserdiaz]

temptation tuesday

Rules: share something about an idea you have/something that's speaking to you/an au you'd like to see and are considering writing/etc. etc. Basically anything that is tempting you away from your current wips!

tagged by the lovely @buddiearemydads

chimney can't keep a secret fic: so eddie and buck want to propose and somehow chim finds out and he has to keep BOTH their secrets as every proposal goes wrong/plans get changed, and he's losing his mind bc buck and eddie are idiots and he really hates them. and like maybe buck goes to maddie's to ask for advice and he's so excited and only chim is there but he can't wait and he just has to tell someone he's gonna propose to eddie !!!! and chimney is like you fucking idiot why would you tell ME and then chimney walks on eddie admiring an engagement ring and he's just— he's at his limit. these two idiots will be the end of him.

loss of hearing fic for my bthb card! @bigfootsmom gave me the amazing idea of buck suddenly experience hearing loss after a call and just !!!!! i'm so excited for this fic and want to start writing it as soon as i can

the soulmates au i've been talking about/planning with @buddierights that au is going to be so good and ahhh i wanna write it so bad!!!

the grey's anatomy au with bartender eddie and surgical resident buck. if you're watching season 19 of grey's, think mika and helm but make it buddie <33

also!!! bc i love bartender eddie so much!! i've been thinking about a bartender eddie x bodyguard buck working together at a bar and having this kind of banter at work and just !!!! i have so many ideas for that one and i think about it often but i've never written it or started it even.

the astronaut buck au with eddie working at the control center and being buck's only lifeline to earth??? idk if im gonna write that one but yeah <3

astronauts buddie fucking in the spaceship and then having an awkward morning after bc oh shit im in love with you and we just had a one night stand but also there's nowhere else to go and this is killing me, what am i supposed to do now.

brooklyn 99 au?? i’ve been undercover for months/years and i know i told you not to wait for me but i’m still in love with you and it’s killing me

You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable STRIPPER AU

video going viral. buck and eddie are arguing on a call and one patient records them and posts the video. everyone thinks they're a married couple???

free hugs. buck is a firefighter who offers free hugs and eddie takes him up on that after a particular hard therapy session. touch starved eddie. he keeps coming back everyday until buck breaks down and asks him out.

tagging: (no pressure) @cowboy-buddie @buddierights @monsterrae1 @honestlydarkprincess @alyxmastershipper @prettyboybuckley @rogerzsteven @fatedbuddie @destielbuddiepipeline @911onabc @spaceprincessem @the-likesofus @spotsandsocks @elvensorceress @souschefdiaz @comaboybuck @bigfootsmom @lovebuck @dollhousejee @shortsighted-owl @messyhairdiaz @hippolotamus @maygrantgf @swiftiebuckleys @bekkachaos @ebdaydreamer @loveyourownsmiilee @jobairdxx and anyone else who wants to!!

#temptation tuesday #my ideas #my wips #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #buddie #buddie fanfiction #911 on fox #911 on abc

[sugary-bluebell]

Could I please get a gn!reader with Lucifer from Obey Me? Maybe just typical dating headcanons and what you think dating him would be like?

Dating headcanons

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°•A/n: me? Posting something? A miracle has happened- lmao anyway i AM working on other posts dw dw anyway- I hope u enjoy this :) reminder that i have stopped playing obey me for a very long time so forgive me if it isn't that accurate to what is canon in the game rn! Btw i love ur writing, i binge read every now and then <3

◇Warning◇: nothing

°•Characters: Lucifer and Simeon

°•Reader: gn

°•Lucifer:

A relationship with Lucifer will require a LOT of patience and understanding, so if you don't got that then idk what to tell you

Lucifer is more on the romantic side and since he works most of the time he tries to make it up to you with romantic dinners, gifts and if he got time off even a romantic get away

He'd set his pride aside for you the best he could

If an argument ever happens and it gets really heated, he'd take a deep breath and tell you he's going to cool down before something he doesn't mean comes out

You and his brothers are his number 1 priority, not even diavolo can save the pathetic fool who hurt you or his brothers

HE WANTS TO BE RECKLESS WITH YOU

Like if you ever say out of no where for you and him to get in a car and drive to who knows where, on a school night-

He wants to say yes so bad but he just KNOWS the moment he's gone, all of the devildom will flip upside-down

If you want him to take a brake form working? Tempt him with music, poisoned apples and cuddles

He LOVES kisses on the lips and neck- he especially loves to do said kisses in front of anyone who wanted you

°•Simeon:

Despite most beliefs, the relationship moves quicker then expected

He already knows you're the one he wants to spent every moment of his life with, why hold back as long as you're comfortable?

Like Lucifer, he is very romantic but he likes the domestic life style more

Making breakfast together or one of you make breakfast in bed for each other

Picnics are an often occurrence and he makes handmade gifts for you

Forehead and cheek kisses are his favorite, it just feels so much more interment for him

You get to help with his writing, he values your opinion more then anyone else

Loves when you make him handmade gifts to btw- he gets so flustered <3

If you're a workaholic, he WILL use his angelic voice to make you take a brake and pay attention to him

#obey me lucifer #obey me simeon #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x male reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x m!reader #obey me x reader #obey me: one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date

[sawyer-is-eepy]

MaDD and plurality

okay so we're MaDD, right?? and we're also plural??

NOBODY talks about how freaking hard that makes communicating omg.

constantly i'll be trying to talk to someone and then i drift off and suddenly they are completely drowned out OR they're ALSO daydreaming!! it's so frustrating, because it means that to even semi-effectively communicate, i have to talk out loud. if i have to communicate something important and we're in a public place i just have to focus REALLY hard on internal communication and it sometimes STILL doesnt work.

on top of that, we have ADHD so it's even harder, and talking out loud still doesn't work that well because without another person physically here to snap me back to reality whenever i'm daydreaming, if i start daydreaming, i'm just stuck until i realize, which can be anywhere from within a minute to literally 20+ minutes. usually they're able to get my attention by that time, but it's hard because our communication is not easy for anyone but the host(me, who is ALWAYS fronting) to initiate, so unless i actively open myself to communicate with them, it's hard for them to get my attention. sometimes my daydreams even last hours, but that usually doesn't happen when i'm not actively deciding to daydream. so yeah, it's really difficult because i've already got issues focusing, and adding basically irresistable urges to daydream at random that get triggered way too easily on top of that, inner communication is SO HARD.

anyways, this makes making a tulpa really fucking difficult because forcing is really hard.

but here are my tips, for other MaDD, especially anyone making a headmate/alter/tulpa/parogen/whatever themself -

incorporate your daydreaming into the communicating/forcing. like daydream you and that alter hanging out and then communicate via that. this does not ensure that you won't start daydreaming about anything else, but it lessens the chances. if you try to force yourself to not daydream at ALL the urges are gonna be much harder to ignore, at least for me. if you're ALREADY daydreaming, and it gets interesting enough, minor distractions are gonna catch your attention less and less because you WANNA focus on this one daydream. it becomes much more enjoyable.

this kind of like the last one, but this is more specific to tulpa/parogen forcing. don't really view it as a chore, which i've accidentally been doing more and more. not a chore i dislike, but i've been viewing it like something i have to do every single day for x amount of time other wise it wont work and it'll fail horribly and everything will be ruined, when it shouldn't need to be that. it shouldn't be on a to-do list, unless that really works for you(which if that's the case that's freaking awesome and you should probably ignore this tip). idk about everyone else, but it's much easier for me to daydream if i'm treating something like something i need to do because it's so much more tempting to just go live somewhere else for a minute while i do things i need to do. i often daydream doing chores because it's not interesting enough to keep me grounded. so, to make sure it gets done, i drift off while i'm doing it, so i am doing it in the real world but to me i'm in another world or in one of my stories. but for forcing, to be able to do it, you HAVE to be constantly aware and present. if you view it like you're just having a fun little conversation with them, it becomes like whenever you're bored or lonely just like you would reach out to a friend, but instead you're getting some talking to your head friend in. even if it's not traditional forcing, it works and develops them more, even if it's just a bit here and there. idk about everyone else, but i think partially because of my ADHD and partially because of my MaDD, whenever i have a chore i need to do i kind of put it off if i'm already doing something. i don't really *want* to put it off, but i just can't get my body to move. especially when I'm daydreaming. because, why would i get up and do the boring thing when i can watch my story in my head ? it's so much easier to sit and do nothing. but as we all know, that ADHD paralysis is so so SO stress inducing, the best option is to always get up and try to force yourself to. idk if non-ADHD MaDD will relate at all though, because that paralysis is mostly exclusive to those with ADHD afaik, but for me, my MaDD makes it much worse. anyways, that probably didn't make much sense sorry

write down what everyone is saying. this makes it much easier to keep track of what they are saying and stay present, but it also documents the conversation as well. so even if you weren't that present during the conversation, or you're worried you'll forget something important, you'll have a record to read back on later if you need! and also with created alters/headmates, keeping track of their progress is always incredibly important!!

don't listen to music! this one might be a bit of a given but unless it's like instrumental music that you genuinely won't pay that much attention to but still helps you focus, DON'T listen to it. songs are an easy gateway into a daydream. ESPECIALLY songs with lyrics, even ones that you can't understand because they're in another language, which by the way for literally any other thing you need to focus on, that's a great tip, listening to music in other languages, because you can still focus with interesting music in the background but the lyrics arent grabbing you at all. anyways back to plural-related MaDD tips, yeah, don't listen to music. even if that song usually doesn't catch your attention. for me, if i'm talking, internally or externally, and there's music with lyrics playing, i reallyyy cannot focus on what i'm(or others, again, internally or externally) are saying. idk, might just be some sort of auditory processing issue related to my ADHD but i cannot focus on it, and because it's hard, i just need to pick one, and sometimes my brain picks the song and i just. stop talking. and start daydreaming.

idk what to do if you're not fronting and trying to communicate with whoever is fronting, because i've not switched(like i mentioned before, the host, who is me, has never not been the one fronting), but if anyone has any other tips either related to that or the ones i already have here, please feel free to let me know because i'd love to hear them and i'm sure others do too!! anyways, i hope i helped, idk this might be too specific to me.

#endo safe #plurality #pro endo #multiplicity #plural system #maldaptive daydreaming disorder #actually madd #maladaptive daydreaming #madd #just madd things #madd things #madd tips #madd & plural #maladaptive daydreaming and plural #anti endos probably wont like this but uh i guess this could be relevant to them? #i'm endo so like #they probably will respect this less #and have probably already scrolled past #but if you're still here hi #hope this is helpful anyways #we're not a system btw #just plural #hence no switches #anyways #anti endos pls dni :) #unless you got a cool tip or smfn #endogenic system #endogenic #actually did #did osdd

[transingthoseformers]

For Warlord Twitch what if we did both? Hot Rod come into existence just a little bit before the war restarts and we get some prime Thrash (Thrash prime? Motus Prime? *motus is Latin for movement. Tero Prime? *also Latin, as a verb it can mean like thrash or flail)

I need a name for the new Bots and cons I'm not sure what to do for them. I mean the name for this au comes from the whole Warlord Ratchet thing in tfp and the sceen revolving around Twitch

Starscream and Hashtag aren't exsactly sided in the war they're more of watching from the sidelines in hiding. Jawbreaker is ethier with Thrash or I imagine he didn't like what Twich is doing but Twitch being determined not to lose anyone else has him prisoner (Maybe we can do the same thing with Hashtag and Starscream? Idk just and idea)

The old decepticons ethier jump at the chance to get revenge or are joining out of a weariness of these new autobots but they're all curious to see what Twitch will do

Bumblebee is distraught by what's become of his mentees (I'm kinda tempted to ethier kill Bee or put him in stasis like we did with Megatron)

Elita, I kinda want to also shove her in stasis but what if she was on Twitchs side to look out for her? But also she could be an amazing mentor for Thrash, there's too many good options

I mostly imagined JB with Thrash!!

Also oooo on Tero Prime as a name!!

Thrash prime is still an option if we want

The idea of Hashtag and Starscream not wanting to be involved in the new war but being stuck with this new Twitch would be so interesting ngl

I feel like it would be a mix of what you suggested: decepticons who joined Twitch because revenge, ones who joined because they don't trust the new autobots, may I also suggest mecha who join because it's a confirmed meal and place to stay, as well as mecha who just don't know what to do with themselves after the war and are returning to what's familiar to them (fighting)

I am VERY tempted to shove Bee into stasis with Megatron and let everyone assume he's dead again yes yes, but it would also be so fucked up if he was with Thrash and the autobots 2.0 and watching as the war reignited.

It'd be an interesting change of pace for Lita to stay with Twitch and at least try to help her

though I too am absolutely tempted to shove several of the older bots into stasis— or, rather, Optimus do it right before he sacrifices himself in typical Optimus fashion because that'd be such a fucking moment.

#maccadam #transformers #tfe optimus prime #tfe twitch #tfe hashtag #tfe megatron #tfe bumblebee #tfe thrash #tfe jawbreaker #tfe starscream #tfe elita one #tfp ratchet #hot rod #warlord!twitch au #transformers earthspark #as far as new terrans we can steal from various continuities

[run-me-through-but-not-like-that]

i freaking love your fics sm they are like cup noodles for serotonin i just open tumblr and i am happy

i was wondering if we could have a fic with izzy where the reader's love language is giving a lot of homemade food? idk i just really like making food for people when i love them and i think izzy needs to calm down and have some fresh pastries <33

anyway your blog is everything i check in every day for more fics,, take caree :]]

Making Izzy Hands Homemade Treats:

Roach hated people being in his kitchen, everyone on the Revenge knew that and knew it was best to stay out as much as they could. However, you were the exception.

You have a passion for food and cooking that Roach resected, plus the two of you would share recipes with each other. He even let you have control of the kitchen when he wasn't around, and he never let anyone touch anything in his kitchen.

You grinned as you plated the second batch of pastries, somebody walking into the galley just in time. Your head perked up, smiling growing when you saw the grumpy first mate approaching you.

"Izzy! Just the man I wanted to see," you beamed, waving him over.

Your excitement to see him must have threw him off because his steps faltered and all he asked was, "really?"

"Yes! Come here, please," you eagerly grabbed your two plates of treats and placed them in front of you.

"What the fuck is this about?" Izzy asked, glaring at the confectionaries. Apparently, he had found his footing again.

"Okay, so, I'm been working on these pastries and I want to know which batch is better," you explained, gesturing too the fresh pastries in front of you, hoping to tempt him at least a little bit.

"This is a waste of rations," Izzy complained, but still approached the table.

"Captain Bonnet allowed it," you assured him, even if you knew it would only piss him off more, realistically.

"Can't somebody else do this?" he asked.

"Nope. I need an unbiased opinion. If they're awful, you'll tell me and be an asshole about it. Perfect," you told him, hoping he picked up on your slightly playful tone as you called him an asshole. "Normally Roach gives me proper opinions and advice, I do the same for him, but I'm trying to master the recipe before he does," you conspired.

"Fine, whatever. Get it over with," Izzy huffed, raising an eyebrow at you expectantly.

With a smile, you handed him a pastry from the first batch. He made sure to shoot you a glare before taking a conservative bite. Still, you saw the slight quirk of his lips and fluttering of the eyelids. He liked it.

He nodded some sort of approval before placing the rest of the pastry down, letting you hand him one from the second batch.

Izzy repeated the process, his glare lacking this time before he took a bite, a little bigger than the last. You watched his jaw work as he chewed, too excited to hear some feedback.

"So...which is better?" you asked, rocking back and forth on your heels, as Izzy placed the remainder of his pastry down.

Izzy glanced at you before looking between the two plates, absentmindedly licking the icing off of his lips. "The second batch," he nodded.

"I knew it!" you grinned, throwing your arms up in victory. "I added cinnamon to those, good right?" you told him.

"Now get back to doing something fucking useful," Izzy snapped before leaving the kitchen. Whatever he had originally come in here for, it apparently didn't matter much.

Izzy pushed the whole stupid thing out of his mind but when he returned to his cabin that night, he found a basket of cinnamon pastries sat on his desk.

A part of him wanted to march into the galley and throw the pastries in your face, but another part of him thought better of it. They were delicious and nobody else had to know, he just wouldn't mention it.

-

Izzy didn't mind night shift so much, enjoyed it more than he once did anyway. Back then it was a long night followed by a day of back breaking work. Now, it was a break from Bonnet's insufferable crew.

Well, mostly.

Since you couldn't seem to leave things be, he turned at the sound of creaking steps to see you joining him on the quarterdeck. In your hands were two cloth wrapped items.

"What's this for?" Izzy questioned as you held one of the items out to him.

"You didn't have dinner, you should eat something," you were telling him, not asking him. "Just some chicken pie and some sugar biscuits for sweetness," you told him, waving your other cloth wrapped item around. Likely the biscuits.

Izzy was too hung up on the first thing you said, though. You noticed he didn't eat? For a moment he felt warm, before figuring that you just saw that his rations were left behind when you and Roach went to clean up.

"Just take it, you don't even need to say thank you," you rolled your eyes, pushing the wrapped pie into his hand.

"Whatever," he huffed, accepting it.

"I noticed that whenever we use a fatty meat, you don't eat it. If there's a problem, I could prepare something different for you," you offered as he unwrapped the pie.

"It'd be a waste of rations," Izzy protested.

"Not if you're eating. Next time we have to work with fatty meats, I'll make you something leaner, okay?" you assured him. Once again, you weren't asking.

Izzy frowned down at the pie before turning to you properly. "Why?"

"Because you have to eat, Izzy. You'll make yourself sick," you shrugged, like it was nothing.

"Why do you care?" he asked, squinting at you. Suspicious.

"Because I do. Now, eat up. I can get you a coffee if you want, help you make it through the shift?" you placed a hand under his, lifting the pie up to his face.

Izzy sighed, the pie did smell good. "Yeah...yeah, alright, I guess," he agreed, letting you hand him the wrapped up biscuits as well.

"Give me a few minutes," you winked and danced off to fetch him that coffee.

Izzy had no idea what was going on in your head but it seemed innocent enough. There was no denying he was beyond confused by you but the pros seemed to be outweighing the cons. Your cooking was good, better than Roach's (even he wouldn't say that to Roach's face though).

Either way, Izzy finished the food you brought him, and he enjoyed every bite.

It was only a couple of weeks later that the crew were eating a stew that Izzy already knew he shouldn't eat, knew that it wouldn't sit right in his stomach. Normally he would just grab a bread roll on days like these, grab some hardtack later on if he got hungry. Before he could do that, though, you were pushing a bowl into his hands with a wink.

Whatever it was, however it was different to what the rest of the crew were eating, it was delicious and didn't upset his stomach in the slightest.

-

Over the following months you made a mental list of all of Izzy's preferences. More than anything, you had learnt that Izzy certainly had a sweet tooth. While he wasn't a huge fan of spice, it not being great on his stomach, but he did light up when that spice was undercut with some sweetness. Still, he shouldn't eat too much of it.

And over those months, Izzy began only taking his meals from you. Roach was a fine cook but he knew that what you were giving him would be adapted to his tastes, that you would have made sure it was just the way he liked it. He didn't even realise it was happening at first but he definitely didn't stop once he did. It was the best food he had ever eaten while on a ship.

You managed to intercept Izzy in the passageways of the ship. "Hey, Iz. Stede asked for some cakes for this evening, I made a few too many. Interested?" you asked, holding a tin (assumingly filled with little cakes) in your hands.

"What the fuck did he want cakes for?" Izzy scowled.

"We just got a restock on oranges so he wanted little citrusy cakes for him and Edward," you shrugged. "Anyway, Roach already took them down. They're really good. Thought our First Mate should get the extras," you handed him the tin of little cakes and he instinctively took them.

"Thank you for the captain's leftovers," he said sarcastically.

"Oh, come on. You know I made extra just for you, don't be so difficult. Take the damn cakes and enjoy them," you rolled your eyes.

"Right...right, yeah, okay," Izzy nodded.

That was the thing wasn't it, he did know that you made them just for him. He just never expected you to actually say it, it was just something the two of you didn't acknowledge. Until know, apparently.

-

"Okay...how about this one?" you asked, holding the spoon out in front of you, your other hand under it in case you spilled any of its contents. Izzy lent forward from the other side of the table, taking the spoon in his mouth.

You had talked Izzy into tasting a bunch of new jams, spreads, and conserves that you had been working on. It wasn't your speciality but the captains loved them, so you figured you better learn. And who better to assist you than your favourite taste-tester.

"That one's more bitter," Izzy told you, not completely helpful information. You already knew that.

"Good bitter, like complimentary bitter, or just bad bitter?" you probed, pulling the spoon back and wiping it off.

"I don't know," Izzy shrugged, huffing slightly. He could tell you when he liked things or disliked things, he didn't know how else to help other than that.

"Oh, okay!" you perked up, idea coming to mind. You slathered the conserve onto one of Roach's new biscuit recipes and held it out to him, "try this."

Izzy took the biscuit from you and popped it into his mouth. "Okay, yeah, good bitter. Very complimentary," he nodded, swallowing the last bite.

"Yes!" you grinned. Izzy couldn't help but smile a little bit as well, seeing how your face lit up at your success.

"Okay, great. How about this one?" you held out another spoon full.

Izzy tasted it without argument. You still couldn't believe you had managed to pull him away from his duties to sit here with you for this.

"...put it in a cake," he suggested, already picturing how well it would pair with your cream cakes.

"That's exactly what I thought!" you agreed excited, "see, I can always rely on you."

"Okay, this is a subtle one. Roach came back with a bunch of these fruits I've never even seen before. They're nice, refreshing, a little hard to work with but I figured it out. So, close your eyes," you ordered, preparing another spoon full.

"Close my eyes?" Izzy questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. So you can really focus on the the flavour," you explained, waving the spoon about.

"Fine," he sighed and closed his eyes, putting trust into you.

With your free hand, you gently held his chin, just so he would know when it was coming. He took the spoon into his mouth.

"Thoughts?" you asked expectantly.

"I like that one. Not too much, y'know?" Izzy told you, opening his eyes again.

"Should have figured you'd like a subtle flavour from time to time," you chuckled fondly, "okay, last one, but you're going to need to close your eyes again."

Izzy sighed but closed his eyes again, even though you hadn't even prepared the spoon yet.

You shifted back and forth nervously as you eyed him, trying to both talk yourself out of it and into it.

Bracing one hand against the table and holding Izzy's chin with your other, just like you did before, you lent towards him. With only a little more hesitation, you inched forward and lightly pressed your lips to his.

Izzy tensed but just as you were about to pull away and apologise profusely, he began to kiss you back. You lingered, smiling into his mouth. You could still taste the jam on his tongue.

"So, uh...how was that one?" you asked quietly as you pulled away, back to your side of the table.

"...sweet," he answered, making you smile as his eyes fluttered open.

"Okay, pick your favourite," you lined up the jars, hands hovering over them.

"Including that last one?" Izzy asked, a flush crawling up his neck. You couldn't help but smile even more, now he was flirting.

"Other than the last one," you rolled your eyes fondly.

Izzy looked over the jars a few times before stopping on one. "...that one," he pointed to a jar with a pale pink conserve in.

"Then it's all yours," you handed it to him without hesitation.

"...seriously?" Izzy frowned a little, taking the jar from you.

"Of course. This is your favourite, you can have it. I want you to have it. I'll make you some of those cookies you like to put it on," you assured him.

"Thanks..." Izzy accepted the gift with a small smile.

"Anytime," you promised, beginning to tidy up the kitchen. Izzy decided that he would stay and help you.

#israel hands x reader #izzy hands x reader #ofmd izzy #izzy hands #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd x reader

[crenna]

tis I.

your Annoying Tumblr Mutual, here once more to ask thee questions !!

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ೃ⁀➷ fav holiday?

ೃ⁀➷ comfort film?

ೃ⁀➷ how many languages can you speak?

ೃ⁀➷ celebrity crush? (tehe)

ೃ⁀➷ if you could hang out with someone (dead or alive) for 24 whole hours, who would it be? :3

ೃ⁀➷ song that never fails to make you feel *something*? (and what is that feeling?)

as always, feel free to ignore this, I won't take it personally!! after all, I am The Annoying Tumblr Mutual :)

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hihihi Lovely Tumblr Mutual, always a delight to see you in my inbox!! thank you for sending me stuff again!! 💗 here we go hehe:

ೃ⁀➷ fav holiday?

christmas!! i’ve always been such a christmas girlie, idk i just love the magical atmosphere and spending time with my family and friends? also the FOOD idk if other countries have the same gingerbread cookies as we do in finland but i’m obsessed with them <3

ೃ⁀➷ comfort film?

i don’t have just one, but i always come back to the star wars movies once in a while! also a shoutout to legally blonde and all those christmas romcoms that literally all have the same plot, always puts me in a good mood <3

ೃ⁀➷ how many languages can you speak?

two fluently (finnish and english), one at an average level (swedish) and two just a little bit (japanese and german)!

ೃ⁀➷ celebrity crush? (tehe)

i hate to admit that i actually don’t have a celebrity crush 😭 i do have many fictional crushes tho 👀💕

ೃ⁀➷ if you could hang out with someone (dead or alive) for 24 whole hours, who would it be? :3

THIS IS SUCH A DIFFICULT BUT GOOD QUESTION like if it could be anyone?? i’m tempted to say stephanie garber because i have some questions after reading a curse for true love lmaooo

but like it’d be such a good opportunity i’d have to Think About It and i’d probably choose someone else after all <3

ೃ⁀➷ song that never fails to make you feel *something*? (and what is that feeling?)

ohhhh there are so many but i’m gonna go with this super cute song called you will always be the one (by loving caliber)! it always gives me this soft and warm and happy and safe feeling 💗

all of these ended up so long LMAO i appreciate you tooo, i hope you’ll have a lovely day!! <3

#asks #tysm for sending me these it was sm fun to answer and made my day <3

[theeroins]

so I've seen people's thoughts and theories on aziraphale's "i forgive you" to crowley after the kiss and I'm like... I'll just drop my random thoughts about it. in advance, I hope this makes sense.

again, these are just my dumb 3am thoughts, in no way i dismiss anyone else's theories or hc's.

so.. crowley, a demon, not only fell in love with an angel but he acted on his feelings in such a desperate and human-like way just to show aziraphale what "us" could've been if he had chosen him. all the possibilities. what he wanted to offer aziraphale. this is how serious I am about us. this is what you're throwing away.

It was pretty much a "choose me, love me" moment and it was extremely sad and beautiful even if it wasn't your stereotypical, romantic first kiss in the rain that they deserve to experience. but still, like I said, beautiful. an incredible scene overall that will forever make me cry like a little bitch.

now, back to what this post is about... to me, obviously, aziraphale wanted the kiss, for a moment he even gave in and hugged crowley. he didn't pull away until crowley did. he was shocked, yes but he wanted that moment to last because he knew it was... well, a sin.

what is interesting here is that he did not seem to think of it that way when beez and gabriel revealed their relationship. he was happy. touched. our jane austen enthusiast was LIVING his best life. i mean look at his face.

he saw nothing wrong about them being in love and wanting to be together. or he just let his human emotions take over, idk.

he even allowed himself to think of him and crowley. he looked hopeful. (that's what I assume by his look)

aziraphale LOVES love. he's a hopelessly romantic who reads jane austen and looks at people in love like this

and, like everyone else, a part of him craves to experience such a magical thing as falling in love. he's lived on earth for thousands of years after all. a part of him is very much human. he believes in good, in romance, in hope and all those great things life can offer.

that is, after all the reason he still thinks heaven can change for the better, or that is not as bad as crowley says. of course he would take the opportunity to go back, especially knowing that crowley could go with him cuz ultimately, that's what mattered to him the most; the fact he could be with crowley without any fear anymore. In his head, they would fight together and make the world a better place for them to live in.

he doesn't want to run away and ignore all their problems, like crowley suggested. he wants to fix things before they get to relax and just enjoy each other's company for the rest of the eternity. which is a sweet thought. he's willing to do all that for their relationship to work.

and crowley says no.

"good luck" well, i know that hurt aziraphale as much as "nothing lasts forever" hurt crowley.

and that is what they do at that point. hurt each other back and forth. aziraphale gets defensive when crowley pretty much calls him naive for not understanding the situation, and then crowley proceeds to acknowledge the fact there was no love in the air with the "no nightingales" line. perhaps suggesting that aziraphale ruined everything (which is not true, they're both dumb).

by then, aziraphale was pissed.

how dare YOU do this to US? how dare you say no to the side of good and light? MY side? how dare say no to the better world that we could make?

and then crowley kisses him. ugh. tell me about bad timing...

and this is how you can tell their love for each other is very strong. by aziraphale hugging crowley, by not pulling away, by almost saying "I love you" instead of "i forgive you".

but he probably didn't see his "glitch" as the power of their love, in aziraphale's eyes crowley sinned. period. either by "tempting" him with a kiss that almost worked, or simply by the fact he's a demon that dared to fall in love with an angel and acted on it instead of burying it inside him.

aziraphale forgave crowley for choosing to love him in such a desperate, angry way. for saying no to being good. for choosing desperation, lust and anger over change, light and goodness. for tempting him into something he himself should not want.

aziraphale pretty much denied his human part. he shut it off and forgave crowley and went off to become the supreme archangel because he felt like he sinned as well. maybe he thinks he will redeem himself by doing so. alone. without the sinner.

he's wrong, of course. and im excited for him to grow and understand himself.

just as I'm excited for crowley to do the same, cuz he wasn't right either.

I hope all this makes sense.

#i just had to take these off my chest #they consume my thoughts im sick and tired #good omens #good omens spoiler #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley

[mvrtaiswriting]

i have a song request! mary on a cross with giorno? specifically the part where it goes “your beauty never ever scared me” bc he is so so pretty but others might find it intimidating bc of his position. maybe for a plot it could be something like reader and giorno running away bc of the lyric “if you choose to run away with me.” idk, just an idea! do what you wish with this💕💕

Giorno Giovanna | Your beauty never scared me.

this has been sitting in my inbox / drafts for the longest time - it's embarrassing really. but it's finally here and i really wish it'll match your expectations, hoping that it would also grant me an apology! it's been ages since i last wrote for jojo's characters so i also need to apologise if this feels rusty! enjoy!!!

word count: 996

trigger warnings: slight mentions of lust, guns, usual jojo violence. (pls do come forward if i am missing something).

please feel free to like, reblog and leave a comment - i'd very much appreciate it. / click here for more of my works.

"I am not expecting you to understand." Giorno said in his usual firm voice, not taking his eyes away from his luggage which was frenetically being stuffed with clothes, and books, and weapons - and anything he could take with him.

If you were small enough to fit in there, if it was simply up to him - you'd be in the luggage too. Not because he perceived you as object, nor because he didn't respect you enough; he'd simply take you with him in this crazy ride. He could bear leaving everything behind, but you. Yet, he knows better than asking you to run-away with him. After sabotaging the entire gang organisation the two of you were both part of to avenge his teammates, Giorno knew that they'd be looking for him under every rock - he knew that they'd be unleashing the worst weapons against him in an attempt to kill him. He was undoubtedly strong, and definitely feared - but there was no way he could escape this. He had to go; he never wanted to become a gang member in the fist place.

"Maybe if you cared to explain.." was your stingy answer, as you observe his frenetic movements.

Giorno remained silent, a long sigh escaping his lips was the only answer he was able to give. He knew you were just as strong and just as used to the criminal life - but becoming fugitives would be way more than dangerous than that. He figured he preferred knowing you were alive and well then selfishly keeping you by his side and risking your life. He already put you in danger several times in the past, all because of his stupid plans - but at least his crew mates were still there to protect you, if needed. Now that they're all gone, he didn't want to tempt fate again. Not with your life.

"It was a pleasure, really." he finally said, zipping his luggage close and finally daring to look at you.

His blue eyes finally looking at you again sent a shiver down your spine, causing you to fix your posture in an attempt to overcome the sensation.

"Excuse me?" you said, realising that was his way to say goodbye to you. Raising an eyebrow, you walked closer to him and slammed your hand on the top of your luggage. Was he really going away without telling you anything? Did he really close it off like that, as if you were just another stupid, meaningless member of the organisation?

"Don't. Just pretend you never met me at all." he said with grinned teeth, his words hurting him more than anyone else.

Hearing this words made your soul shake, like the light of a candle when a soft wind blows - it won't be enough to turn it off, but its flame would become flebile, and weak. You could have sworn you could feel your blood running through your veins and directly pumping your muscles as adrenaline slowly built up in your muscles, triggering your fight or flight response. A part of you would have probably punched him - honestly. But what were you experiencing was deeper than that, a sentiment more clever than violence but that hurt just as much as a well-assigned punch would.

It was heartbreak. You couldn't believe Giorno really pronounced those words - erasing everything the two of you have experienced together: grief, love, lust, fear, excitement. As if nothing ever mattered to him, as if all those sleepless nights entangled in his bed and talking about the deepest part of your mind were nothing but a fun hobby that was nice until it lasted.

"Those games won't work with me, Giorno. You have no right to cut me out of your life like this -" you replied through grinned teeth, keeping your tone low to avoid alerting anyone who might be outside of Giorno's room.

Giorno's eyes pierced right through you once again as his expression softens, finally coming closer to you and gently placing an hand on your cheeks - in an attempt to show you just how much you meant to him. He knew just how much his touch reassured you, even though he was the one who needed it the most. Ready to move his hand away from your face, Giorno stopped your hand from reaching his.

"I am going away." was the only thing he said, his eyes still locked on yours.

"I'm coming with you then." you were quick to reply, knowing exactly what he meant.

Giorno shook his head rapidly, a sarcastic smile on his lips as he took a step back from you.

"No. I need to go but you don't. They'll do everything they can to get my head and hang it on their walls." he said coldly. "Let me say goodbye to you whilst you're still safe and well. I can't bear losing someone else. Let me say goodbye whilst you're still alive." he added as his eyes glimmered, a thin veil of teardrop making the blue of his iris seem like tidal waters.

Although it hurt to see him like this, you couldn't help but smile. Seeing so vulnerable was rare, and you treasured those little insights into his heart so much. You smiled, acknowledging once again just how much Giorno underestimated what you felt for him; he was so clever, yet so naive sometimes.

"Oh honey.." you said, caressing his lips with your thumb. "Danger is part of your charm and your beauty never ever scared me." you smiled again, winking at him and leaving a soft kiss on his plumped, pink lips. Reciprocating the kiss, Giorno pulled you closer to him and held you tight in his embrace, letting his carnal desires take control of his actions and breathing you in completely.

"Are you sure?" he asked, biting your bottom lip, trying to catch his breath after your long kiss.

"When are we leaving?" you replied.

#giorno x y/n #giorno x oc #giorno giovanna x reader #jjba giorno #jojo fan art #jojo fanfic #jojo headcanon #jojo vento aureo #jojo golden wind #jjba writers #jjba x reader #jjba golden wind #jojo x reader #jojo x you #giogio #jojo bizarre adventure #jojo oc #jojo headcanons #jojo part 5 #giorno #jjba bucciarati #bucciarati gang x reader

[ladyfenring]

Thank you @lord-aldhelm for the tag! 💜

How many works do you have on AO3?

132!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

Apparently it's 1,585,653.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently just TLK, but every now and then HotD or whatever period drama I'm currently watching will catch my fancy.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

gonna be honest, every time this question comes up on an ask meme it makes me cringe a bit, because 3 of them i don't feel are remotely worthy of the honor and I think I just posted at the right time. anyway they're all GoT/asoiaf fics.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I always try to, unless the comment is like, idk, annoying or completely incomprehensible.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oh man. I've written a lot of angsty endings...I think I'm just going to go with the most recent, which is The House That Godwin Built.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

also going with the most recent here since there are too many to choose from, too tempting not to touch

8. Do you get hate on fics?

yeah 🥲

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

All kinds babeyyyyyy

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have written exactly one crossover as a dumb joke and it was where Steve Harrington was Jean-Ralphio and Mona-Lisa Saperstein's biological father

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

It used to happen a lot but not so much anymore

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A few times! It's a really nice feeling :)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

@itslaurenmae and I co-wrote Stolen Sweets together!

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

eadith x eardwulf aka flowers in mercia i am so deeply unwell about this ship i made up in my head but also it's real I'm so Pepe Silvia about it

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I started this Barkskins fic literal years ago that went into the loup-garou thing that is CONSTANTLY coming up in the narrative but tbh i had no idea where to take it after "yeah they're werewolves" so I feel like. I shall never finish it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, I say, perhaps overconfidently. I attribute it to my theatre background but I'm always reading and, for that matter, writing dialogue with a voice in mind. I also speak a lot of the dialogue out loud to myself to make sure it sounds right, which is why I now live alone. I also know my basic editing (spelling, grammar, punctuation, tenses, etc) is almost always in good shape.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I am SO BAD at writing descriptions, it's something I'm actively working on. Action scenes are also something I struggle with, my eyes glaze over those scenes in books and television, and if you've ever read my fics, you'll notice I like to pull a GRRM and knock out my characters whenever possible.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

If it's not necessary to the plot, why confuse the reader when you can just as easily say, "He said to the woman in sunglasses, this time in Russian..." or, "He didn't understand the two men, who sounded as though they were speaking in French..." Unless that dialogue is relevant to the plot, I guess I just don't see the need.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I'm pretty sure it was Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

The House That Godwin Built will always have a special place in my heart 💜

tagging @ivarthebadbitch, @stannisfactions, @wildwren, @wexpyke, @abnerkrill, @skatingthinandice, and anyone else who wants to play!

#i'm sorry i've literally blanked on all my beautiful moots who write fanfiction i do this every time and yet i learn nothing #cue me scrolling frantically through my activity feed

[sasslett]

Get to know me!

tagged by @elveny, let's see if I can get this done before I have to get out of bed (someone play me the world's smallest violin)

Share your wallpaper: So my PC is set to cycle through my XIV screenshot folder as its wallpaper, so here's my Chromebook (where I do all my writing) and my phone (where I do all my blogging) wallpapers instead!

A lovely comm from thetictactician on Twitter on my Chromebook!

and this amazing comm on my phone from Hollycircling on Twitter, I can't believe she indulged me and went this fucking hard but she did this. In a week.

The last song you listened to: Warrior by Beth Crowley (this is such a Jess song tbh)

Currently Reading:  Ok... so... I actually haven't read any sort of published novel since... 2011, with A Storm of Crows I think? So I used to read a shit ton, but it was 11th grade and my friends were like 'You're still reading kids books? Read something for grown ups instead' (I was rereading Percy Jackson at the time, my beloved). So I gave it a try with a 'grown up' fantasy series and... fuck GoT it was awful and I decided if that's what adult literature was like, I didn't want any part of it. So I quit reading entirely.

Last Movie: Bullet Train, months ago. I don't like watching movies - I'm huge into the behind the scenes stuff, cinematography, lighting, direction, costume design etc etc so it makes it hard to watch movies when my brain won't stop analyzing and criticizing everything (honestly modern cinema is so full of people just 'sending it' for the next big paycheck, the heart is just gone). But my husband insisted I watch this one and you know what? It was actually really well made, I was impressed.

Craving: More time. More time to finish these cosplays (Twelve have mercy the con is in a week and a half), more time to write, more time to decompress. Also craving a Chromebook/laptop/portable writing device that doesn't freeze when I type more than 5 letters in a row...

What are you wearing right now: My nightgown! (still in bed) It's got penguins on it and it's fucking adorable.

How tall are you: 5'5, idk what that is in the rest of the world. Americans, y'know.

Piercings: None, but I bought some super cute Ascian earrings last year and I've been really tempted to get my earlobes pierced.

Tattoos: None, not my thing but totally cool for everyone else!

Glasses? Contacts?: Lasik! Totally worth if you can do it.

Last drink: Choccy milk (I am an adult)

Last show: Last narrative-focused show? Uhhhhhh.... I watched the first season of The Walking Dead in 2012 and I legit can't think of anything more recent. I just don't enjoy watching things much, I'd rather be doing something, and I'm such a snob when it comes to screenwriting/characters that most things just don't appeal to me. Other than that the last non-scripted show I watched was Restaurant: Impossible.

Last thing you ate: An oatmeal chocolate chip cookie my sister made last night.

Favourite colour: Wine/burgundy! That deep, dark, blood red with just a hint of purple (in case you couldn't tell since it's the color my WoL wears in every outfit)

Current obsession: FFXIV lol

Unrelated Obsession: Unrelated? I'd say writing but that's kind of related... So, horses? I mean that's just always my obsession.

Any pets: Uh... yeah. I myself have two horses. And then... we have a shit ton of cats. So in 2020 strays kept showing up at our house and then they'd have babies, eventually we managed to catch them all and get them fixed and now some of them have chosen to move in. Shelters are full all across the state, rescues and fosters are full. So now we have... 10 cats that live inside (it's a large house) and then another six/seven that are still feral outside but fixed at least. Nothing much we can do about it, but keeping them inside keeps them safe and saves the wildlife outside, too.

Do you have a crush on anyone: An eternal crush on my husband. He's just amazing. Soft. Adorable. Handsome. Perfect. Goofy. Gorgeous. Smart. Creative. Loving. So many more words. 12 years together in May!

Favourite fictional character: Assuming player characters/WoLs don't count, Elena Fisher from Uncharted. She was the first female character I encountered who was just... normal. Not a token female, not sexualized eye candy, not walking boobs without a personality, she was... a real person, a real character in her own right, whose gender didn't change who she was. And I fell in love with that back in 2007 (I was in middle school then, so it was kind of a big deal for me). She only got better as the years went by, I still love her.

The last place you traveled: Depends on your definition of 'travel'. On a literal sense probably Portland, but since both that and Seattle are practically in my backyard I don't really count those. Other than that, Philadelphia I think, for a wedding.

TAGGING! Oh so many people should do this. Off the top of my head, if you'd like to... @ainyan, @mimble-sparklepudding, @boggleoflight, @tallbluelady, @humblemooncat, @dragoon-mid-jump, @otherworldseekers, @aethericfist and now I'm out of time and have to get ready for work so anyone else who sees this! Sorry I was tagging in a hurry, I know a lot of you are character/RP blogs so feel free to ignore.

#sassbox #tagged #thank you this was fun!!

[mamamittens]

Not bed time yet but I am having some fun considering this in my head.

More nonsense for Nikia's story!

You know, when I was making her, I did consider other shippy stuff besides Thatch.

Mostly my top fav blorbos, because why not?

It's not a long list (will likely be longer when I actually catch up to OP)

Ace was tempting but out because I mostly just want to hug the poor bean. He needs more of those and some light teasing, it's what he deserves. Nikia and Ace would just devolve into sibling bullshit, I can see it now. She just pesters the shit out of him and while a little bit of that is fine, thats not usually a very healthy couple dynamic.

Marco was another nice idea but that's just my bird + even cooler bird = Really Cool ✨ birds ✨ thought process at work. He also deserves some head kisses though, make no mistake, but less aggressive than Ace's and more "sleep now, u fucking workaholic". They'd vibe together really well though in chill time.

Shanks... I just don't think Nikia could take him seriously and the excessive drinking would not appeal to her at all. Just a no go all around but she would find him fun to hang out with at a party so long as she didn't have to drink too.

And that's about as far as my thoughts went before zeroing in on Thatch for no discernable reason.

Actually, I think it's the smile. I just really like a nice smile.

Funnily enough, I also put some thought to his most popular ship, Izo X Thatch. Not sure how it happened, to be honest. Though I can see why with some thought, it's not as intuitive as Marco X Ace (what with all the fire and contrasting traits). I would be interested to know how this ship got so ubiquitous, it may just be a case of these two not having many other ships in general.

Which raised the question of putting Nikia in there too, but I'm still a tad thrown with the idea of shipping my SI (as somewhat warped from myself as she is) with anyone, let alone two people.

But it has popped up in my mind again. It would give me more plot to thicken up the overall story. Hate writing short stories for OCs, seems like a waste, idk how else to put it. And it would give more reason on Thatch's side to not initiate if him and Izo have a more open relationship. Maybe they can take another lover if the other approves or at least knows (I imagine this is a useful rule as long as you don't get jealous and it helps avoid any awkwardness if it's suddenly revealed).

Some fun drama of Izou chiding him for stringing some poor girl along for a fling and Thatch being offended like "I don't want a fling though! That's the problem!" So they unpack that together as Izou chides him more for giving her his nicest foulard despite not going for it at all. But ultimately understanding why he doesn't because damn, that would be pretty rude to enter a serious commitment only to leave her most of the year while he gets to stay with his other lover. And she hasn't taken a lover of her own yet so she'd literally be left in the cold waiting for him to call! He can't do that! Not to mention it seems a bit much to throw in Izou to the mix when it took so long for Thatch to warm her up to him.

Too complicated and messy despite really wanting it.

And it would give me the perfect opportunity to let Nikia know earlier since Izou would definitely call her once the dust settled. Might keep the dick move of having her still think Thatch is dead but as a deliberate ploy from Izou to partly keep her safe if Teach found out about their... Thing they had going on and so she doesn't accidentally reveal Thatch survives (or maybe at first Izou really did think he'd die). The other part was in the hopes that she'd find someone she could actually commit too without the complicated bullshit of being in a long distance relationship with pirates.

Probably takes a bit to realize that she absolutely really loved Thatch more than a friend and feels horrible for lying.

She doesn't and always asks how he's holding up before even hinting at her own grief, which doesn't help Izou feel any better about lying. Izou would get some shit for that and he feels increasingly worse for his ruse as he calls her regularly to talk. Feels nice to mourn a (sort of) lover with someone who isn't also reeling from the personal betrayal of a shared brother. Maybe he catches feelings too (Thatch will laugh hard at him for this). Admits that he'd have approved wholeheartedly if given the chance but stops before including he would have liked to be involved too, she'd have fit so well with their dynamic on board. Stops because he meant to let her keep her feelings to herself to mourn as she wants without mixing himself with it (how mortifying to be told my a 'dead' man's lover that they know how you felt after the fact the whole time) but the call breaks down into a very emotional one that, once again, does not help his guilt.

Just, the timeline where I bully everyone for a needlessly long time before letting them be happy.

Or maybe I won't do any of that at all but it does make the overall story more interesting, that's for sure!

#mittens rambles #absolute nonsense #but the sheer ✨drama✨ #and irony of Izo falling into the same trap Thatch did for different reasons #the woman that made two separate yonko pirates stumble and hesitate #while scowling and fussing about her winter cabin like a hermit