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thoughtsandbones · 7 months

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The flesh you thread between my blood and bones slows down the pendulum of death

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F!MedicDoc OC (codename: Blue) 💀💙

WARNINGS: Mention of profanity, scars, fluff, anxiety, medical inaccuracies, surgery, blood, gore and just getting the POV of our friendly neighbourhood masked menace.

Plot: Doctor Ruhari Hari Kaur (OC is South Asian ☺️) joins the 141 again, but this time as their doctor. After the betrayal of Shepherd and Graves, Task Force 141 begins their hunt on his whereabouts and locating Makarov.

PLEASE reblog and like! Hope folks are enjoying the series, I am building up characters and plots, cos I have a lot ideas and just been enjoying writing :D

Song inspo: Don't Fear the Reaper - Tom Jones, American Idiot - Green Day, After Dark - Mr.Kitty, 1973 - James Blunt

I grew up with the OG MW2 game, so there are some references to the old one, so kind of a mix of both the OG and the new timeline... (Also I'm ignoring the OG Shepherd betrayal and keeping in line the one with the new timeline..)

spelling and some grammar mistakes as I am bad at times... :/

(FYI: bold sentences... that are like this... are supposed to describe redacted data/info to the plot... ;] .. )

Please do let me know how you all are finding this fanfic! :D

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14 and PART 15 I

Part 15 II

Ghost stared at the yellow sign reading in black NO UNAUTHORISED PERSONNEL ALLOWED BEYOND THIS POINT on the white double doors that led to the operating room where Soap had been wheeled in by both doctors, surrounded by other medical staff.

As he walked behind them when they rushed ahead he heard them shouting all sorts of medical jargon. You were so calmly ordering for mLs of drugs with too many Zs. He looked down at his skeletal gloves, the fake bones once white now stained red with Johnny's blood.

Looking up again at the sign he thought of you. How your hands would also be bloodied, pouring deep into Soap's body, mending him.

You gotta save him he pleaded in his head. He couldn't lose Soap, not now. Not after what they had been through together in Mexico, Chicago... now this.

'C'mon Lt!' Soap's words rang through his skull. Guilt flooded his chest as he remembered moments of how blunt he had been to Soap...

Squeezing his fist tight, Ghost sighed and then walked down the corridor until he found himself a chair in an empty room and plopped the chair right outside those double doors. Sitting down, Ghost winced with pain, the cut sobbed as he sat down and moved his torso.

"Fuuuck" He growled quietly.

Leaning back, he shut his eyes letting the darkness wash over him.

...

Soap was lifted onto the surgical bed. As you and Peyton scrubbed in, the nurses dressed him. Through the window of the scrub room you watched as he was intubated, his bloodied clothes discarded in the yellow hazard bin.

Once scrubbed and prepped, you assume the lead role in the surgery. Neuro was your speciality, this was a spinal injury. This is your arena. Closing your eyes, you breathe in.

"It's a beautiful night to save lives" You say, opening your eyes. Peyton eyes crinkle, a sign she was smiling under her medical mask.

"10 blade" You say and the nurse gives your instrument. You place the edge of the blade two inches above the bullet wound, applying pressure with your index finger you slide the blade across the skin unveiling the flesh beneath.

"Suction" Peyton says and she moves in with the machine that gargles up the blood from the exposed muscle

Peeling back the muscular layers you clamp down areas needing support. Soap's lumbar was one display. No major damage could be seen.

"Bullet must've missed the lumbar" Peyton says

"L1 clear" You say inspecting the upper lumbar region, with your blade you move down

"L2 clear"

"Suction" Peyton says

"L3 clear" you say and then move down

"Suction"

As you looked around L4, there was a sudden gush of blood and the monitors started beeping rapidly

"Found the bullet" You say "Clarissa, Kerrison rongeur" holding your left hand up whilst holding the area with your blade as Peyton continued suction. The beeping subdued.

"Need another pair of hands for this" You say

Peyton gave the suction pipe to the nurse on her right and then took hold of a clamp and forceps.

Cutting away at the connective tissue and muscle you peel the layer as Peyton grabs the shrapnel

"Hard part now.." She said after depositing the shrapnel in dish

Rapid beeping started again. You and Peyton both move together, suction, cutting, threading and assessing any damage to the surrounding nerves.

"Pulse at 120" Clarissa said as she took hold of the forceps from Peyton

"Shit" You say as more blood gushed from the wound which was quickly slurped away from the suction pipe.

"Sutures" Peyton said and she began to sew up the first damaged nerve.

There was a increase in beeping

"Pulse 150"

"Let me do it" You say and Clarissa swiftly gives you a new set of sutures.

After adjusting yourself you look down "Surgical microscope please" And the microscope was brought down to your level and adjusted to your eyeline.

Focusing your eyes through the lense you begin to graft the a new nerve from the damaged nerve, cutting the damaged part and sewing the ends.

This was your element. Fixing the broken. Mending the hurt.

After 5 hours of intense surgery, you and Peyton were nearly finished. The beat of song playing off the speaker was echoing across the walls of the OR. Nodding your head along to the drum of Green Day's American Idiot as you finished suturing the final layer of Soap's skin.

"Nice finish" Peyton said as she cleaned the area "Stats are good" she added looking at the various monitors that beeped rhythmically along with the music.

"Pause music please" You said, one of the nurses pauses.

You cut the last suture and place the forceps onto the tray held by Clarissa.

"Good job Dr Kaur" She said nodding at you. You nod back and return to admire the handiwork which was being dressed by Peyton and another nurse.

"He is stable and stats are looking great" Clarissa says as you eye the monitor. You turn to her and smile, putting more effort to crinkle as your mouth was hidden behind the mask.

"We will take him back to the ICU just for observation" Peyton said as she moved over from Soap to you and Clarissa.

"I'll help take him" Clarissa said "Well done"

"No thank you" You say "Thank you everyone" You say loudly to the rest of the medical team all who respond with a cheerful thanks back.

"I'm gonna head back" You say

"I'll keep you updated, and let you know when the team can see him" Peyton says taking her gloves off as they left the OR, she tapped you on the shoulder and walked off.

Taking off your surgical cover, masks and gloves you wash the grimy sweat off your hands. The smell of strong disinfectant soap filled your nose.

Leaving the scrub room you walk off back towards the double doors where you had rolled Soap in. He was okay now. Had to wait until he was awake to see if there is any nerve damage to his legs...

Checking one of the clocks on the hallway you realise it was 11:49am, you longed for a hot shower and then the comfort of your bed. Walking through the double doors, midway through yawning you were met with a giant man sat in the middle of the hallway. The skull face gave you a jump. It took a few moments to register that it was Ghost.

"Lieut-"

Ghost leapt up from his chair and nearly toppled you over as he confronted you

"Is he alright? Did he make it?" He blurted, his eyes widening at you.

You stare back into his eyes, only just able to make out the blue iris.

"He's okay." You say, reaching your right hand up to to his shoulder.

"His legs, said somethin' abou' his legs" Ghost huffed at you

"Ghost, he is stable and in the ICU, regarding his legs, we will have to wait until he wakes up to assess any damage." You to him calmly

He takes in this information, your calm demeanor. Of course you know what you are doing he thought to himself

"Are you okay sir? You ask

"I'm okay" Ghost said quickly.

You look at him curiously, there was something off about him.

"Okay then.." You say moving away from him.

Ghost moves towards the chair and picked it up with his left arm, the sudden weight made him wince and groan as his unattended wound stretched and weep as he moved.

"Fuuck" He whispered to himself as he set the chair back down and placing his right hand over his wound on the left side of his waist.

"Lieutenant what happened?" You say rushing over to him

"Nothin'" He said trying to push you away. You scoff at him and roll your eyes.

"Ghost, I'm in no mood for bullshit" You say sharply at him. Ghost looked at you, eyebrows narrowed, your eyes slightly red and clearly tired.

He was being rude again.

"I got a nick" He said motioning to his wound looking at your stern face, eyes narrowed. Clearly annoyed. "Can you patch me up?" He asks, your stern face relaxed, softened.

"Right, come with me" You say letting out a big sigh and head out of the RAMC building and then back to the infirmary in Building 2.

Turning the light on you spritz the med bed and give it a quick wipe.

"Get your vest off" You say plainly to Ghost who follows your command. He unties the straps and then sets his vest aside. Attempting to take his hoodie off but he couldn't as the wound caused him to wince further.

"Need some help?" You say as you look over to Ghost who was clearly struggling.

"Alrigh' then" He said and braced himself as you walk closer to him, bringing your hands to his body, rolling the hem of his hoodie slowly and carefully.

Ghost winced again as you went near his waist.

"Might have to cut it off" You suggest looking up at him.

"Go on then" He mumbled, the edge of his mouth curved slightly under his mask.

Grabbing a pair of clothing shears, you cut the hoodie off Ghost, revealing a damp black shirt underneath, his bare muscular arms on unveiled. You look at his waist, and see a patch of dried up blood, parts of his shirt clung to his skin dried and wrinkled.

"Sit on the med bed please" You motioning to the bed and then you walk off to the bathroom to wash your hands. Sleep eludes you. Drying your hands you head back to where Ghost was, who was now sitting crouched on the edge of med bed.

Putting on a pair of gloves and grabbing a stool with your foot you slide close to Ghost, and lift the t-shirt. As suspected the parts that clung to the skin where dried stuck to the wound. An impromptu weak bandage.

"Gonna also have to cut your shirt around the wound, it's dried to the gash"

Ghost looked down at you.

"Can't you bandage it?" He asks and the expression your face held clearly showed he asked a stupid question.

Your look of disbelief subdued, and grabbed the scissors. Ghost's heart quickened. He didn't mind being shirtless. But not when he has been in the field with limited availability to shower, smelt like shit and especially in front of a woman he was interested in...

"Wai-" Ghost began but he was too late, you began to cut his shirt off him, exposing his sticky sweaty scarred skin.

As you cut away at the fabric you notice various deep pink and white scars adorned on his chest and abdomen. Dirt had built up in areas, but it was expected. A shower is the last thing you need in the field.

Grabbing some saline water and a towel, you wash away dirt surrounding the remaining cloth covering his wound. Gently, with your gloved fingers you peel the cloth away revealing the gammy wound. Inflamed and dirty.

"Lift your arm" You ask and Ghost does so and watches as your pour more saline to the wound, his eyes focused on the precision placement of your fingers on his waist, not ogling him.

He slightly winces as your fingers graze over a sensitive area. As you examine the area, you notice it was bumpy, sand had gotten into the wound.

"This area is very inflamed. Lie down, it'll sting as I clean it" You say gently

Ghost shuffled back and then. laid down and then turned his head to watch as you focused on cleaning his wound, your concentration unwavering as you focused on the task at hand. He noticed the lack of talking, just blunt and no joy. But then, you did just finish a 6 hour surgery.

He gazed at your tired eyes, noticed how you rapidly blink every now and then, your mouth pursed, no smile on show. You grabbed some small gauze and wiped the wound.

"This is going to need stitches" You say

"Hmm" Ghost mumbled "I'll let you get to work, I'll just be here" He adds

You laugh slightly and then finish cleaning the area before starting to suture the two layers of fatty tissue and muscle, pulling the flesh together again, wiping away any blood with clean gauze.

Ghost felt himself slip into the bed beneath him as you got to work, focusing on his breathing; in for four, hold, then out slowly for four. Drifting away, away from the chaos of the last 24 hours. Away from the chaos that still looms ahead of him.

<CUE FLASHBACK> 23rd August 2010 Ashfield Base, mess hall "Sergeant Riley" You said as you plopped down opposite your superior in the mess hall with your lunch, the hall was mostly empty, the radio played on the speaker overhead. "Cadet" Sergeant Riley said not looking up from his cup of tea and half-eaten sausage roll. "C'mon sir, you know my name" You quipp at him as you take a bite of your pizza. Simon looks up from his cup and stars at you, your eyes widened and the grin appeared on your face. "Cadet Ruhari" He sighed looking back at his sausage roll. "Cadet maybe no more" You say cheerfully Simon looked up quickly "What do you mean?" He asked "Captain asked if I wanted to come join full time, commit proper into the army." You said "Ah" Simon said quietly "Ain't you got some good brains for uni?" He added and looked at you as you shrugged "Maybe can do it later, but I do enjoy this" You say motioning the space around you. "Nothin' enjoyable about war" He said sharply You were taken aback "Of course not sir, I just meant as in discipline, camaraderie and the protection of one's country" "Hmm" Simon mumbles giving you a slight cold stare with his sharp blue eyes. In that moment of silence, the radio station at base start playing 1973 by James Blunt. The echoes of the piano filled your body and you began to twiddle your fingers to the beat of the drum. Looking at Simon you start to grin, he looks up at you as you begin to mouth the lyrics: Simona.. you're getting older Your journey's been etched on your skin... "Simonaaaa" You sing quietly and giggle Simon gazed at your joyous smile as you continued to mouth the lyrics of the stupid song that made a twist of his name. He watched on as you exaggerated the 'mona' part of Simona and laughed along with you. Simon knew the Captain was going to offer you a place in the army, but he had hoped you would decline. Going out in the field changes people. Changes the best of people. Turns them into someone else. Would you still be the same after you see the horrors of war? Simon wondered as he watched you finally finish the now cold slice of pizza. He would hate to see that beautiful smile disappear.

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persephone11110 · 11 months

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Sleepless Nights

parental pete mitchell x reader

big brother bradley bradshaw x reader

warnings: past abandonment, reader needs a hug, past trauma, unknown injuries, accidental injuries, panic attacks, nightmares

prompt:“How long has it been like that?”- credit: @kitkatscabinet

ofc: Elle Bradshaw

SN: for plot reasons: Carole adopted a newborn girl in early 90s— Michelle“Elle” Bradshaw. Let just say Carole died in 99, making Bradley 15 and Elle 6

Nightmares had became a new normal for Elle Bradshaw, she hasn’t a night to herself without fear and death claming her dreams. She hates sleeping now- every night Elle lays in her bed scared of what will apear into her dream—whether its her dying father or dying godfather or big brother Bradley. Ever since Bradley and Uncle Pete risked their lives for the mission Elle only gotten accustomed to seeing them die over and over.

A full circle of death and despair. Different nightmares every night but they always end in death.

A death notification officer stood at her door his face rigid without emotion, yet his voice told otherwise. He has to say the words that no one wants to say out their mouth…the words no one wants to hear.

She opened the door.

“Vice Admiral extends his deepest regret that your brother Lieutenant Bradley Bradshaw, and uncle Captain Pete Mitchell were killed in the line of duty August 15 2020, their ejection sent them into middle of enemy territory”.

Two flags were neatly folded in his arms. “I’m so sorry ma’am—I give you my deepest condolences”.

She stumbled into the man, tears flooding her vision— Elle’s face buried into his neck as he sliently comforted her.

It was true all she dreams about is death.

Elle Bradshaw throat released a guttural scream, “No, No, Please !”.

Your all alone again Michelle Bradshaw.

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Elle shot up faster than a f-18. Her hair was stuck to her sweaty face, her eyes red brimmed as tears still dripped from her face.

She continued to gasp for air, it felt like an elephant has taken a seat on top of her chest, why couldn’t Elle breathe.

She tried calming herself down— Elle tried finding five things she could see.

A clock that read 1:45 AM—of course its still early.

Elle’s vision blurred before she could make out the second object. She flipped the blankets off shakily and slowly as her hands shook. She stood limped as her legs wouldn’t allow her stand straight. Now Elle’s breathe still rasped as she inhaled and exhaled, her throat screamed for tea, just like how she screamed for a peaceful night- something that may never happen.

The floorboard creaked loudly as her tremoring body shook uncontrollably- making it harder for her able to cross the floor quietly. By the graces of god Elle’s feet made its way downstairs. God only knows how she did it.

Before she could get her glass of water, Elle thought about checking on her brother and uncle. The living room floorboard lightly rumbled under her feet as Elle made her way towards them.

“Sleeping not dead”Elle berated herself, she had no idea why her brain was doing this- Elle couldn’t justify why she felt like this, she didn’t almost die or suffer from ptsd like they did.

“Stop it!” her brain yelled at her. Elle’s fingernails dug into her palms. As the thoughts in her brain got louder and louder.

Stop it.

“Ten hut!” Elle watched the dagger squad slowly raise their hand up to the side of their face— saluting the dead… saluting Bradley and Mav. They were dead. She’s all alone.

She sobbed loudly as their caskets were lowered into the ground. Elle couldn’t stop her sobs again—too loud, your going to wake them up.

No noise.

Elle went to lift her hand up to her mouth, to muffle the sobs. When her shaking body knocked the glass off the counter. Elle’s felt her world slow down as the glass cup shards landed on to the ground and hot steaming tea started burn her feet.

She didn’t even react to her burning feet— also didn’t feel the shards that started to prick her finger or in her feet. Shards surrounded her like the circle of death did- were ever Elle turned more glass appeared just like dead did.

Again Elle was in her own world.

Pain and sorrows took over her brain.

Damn it, Michelle Bradshaw you’ve done it this time- waking up two people who deserve sleep.

She couldn’t hear the footsteps that were approaching her. Elle soley focused on the glass that surrounded her feet, her only thoughts were “Make sure you don’t wake them up, gotta clean this up before they get injured”

Elle was still on the ground picking up the shards of glass— bigger cuts formed all over her hands. Some shards that were seeping into her skin were easily forgotten as Elle only thought about the task at hand don’t wake them up. The burning sensation should’ve gotten her attention- she purposefully didn’t acknowledge the pain, but before she could get too more pieces a set of strong arms wrapped around her gently.

Pulling her away from the glass. Pulling Elle out off her thoughts.

“Shh chickadee, let me see the damage” Bradley whispered into her ears.

No. No. No.

Elle tried breaking free out of Bradley’s grip.

“Hey, Hey easy Elle”. Bradley said almost stern. “Let Uncle Mav pick up the mess”

“S-sorry Brad-Brad” her voice was low. She’s really sorry, Elle didn’t mean to wake them up.

“For what Elle?” He and Mav were confused, Mav peered up from his cleaning. His face was a mixture of concern and confusion.

“I-I don’t k-know” Elle suddenly forgot why she’s apologizing.

“Whats wrong chicken?”

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to” she decided with.

“Not your fault kiddo” Mav assured her with a soft smile on his face. “How about Bradley help you upstairs to bathroom?”.

Bradley drops a kiss down on her head.

Elle nodded her head against Bradley’s chest. “Ready— 1..2..3” Maverick and Bradley both worked together to get her to the bathroom.

The trio slowly made up the stairs no words were spoken unless you count Elle’s constant sniffling and the sounds of Bradley giving her a forehead kiss.

A low whine was released from Elle’s throat as they settle her legs into the water.

“I know I’m sorry chickadee” Bradley rubbed her knuckles soothingly. “Were almost done I promise” Maverick said softly. The first aid kit appeared in his hands as a bandage were wrapped around her legs. And tweezers were in his hands.

“I’m sorry for waking you guys up”

“Kiddo what are you talking about?” Maverick’s voice was still filled with genuine confusion.

Bradley ran his hand up down her arm reassuring her.

“I-I’ve been having nightmares every night” she told them plainly, you could tell Elle was tired from everything.

Maverick head tilted sadly. “Kid?”

“Little Chick why didn’t you say anything?” her big brother asked with a frown on his face.

I don’t deserve the help you guys are giving me.

I don’t want Bradley to leave again.

“Because you guys just got home a couple days ago”

“So—what your my little sister Elle” Bradley bluntly told her.

“I don’t deserve help” Elle croaked out

“What are you talking about Ellie?” Maverick asked her.

“I’m not the one who almost died am I!” she demanded.“I didn’t pray for someone to come save me”.

“Come here Elle” Bradley beckoned with his hands.

“No, It’s fine— I’m fine” Elle shook her head. She started to move, to get up from the tub and Maverick gently pushed her back down.

“Look at me Michelle Bradshaw” Maverick enunciated the words he said.

“Look at me Elle, no- don’t look away, look at me please” Maverick waited until her bright green eyes met his. What happened to my kid?

“Your in pain sweetheart, it took a toll on you not knowing if we were coming back home alive, just like it would do anyone else”.

“Yeah” she agreed quietly. “I-I don’t wanna be alone again” Elle voice stammered.

Bradley’s frown got bigger he came to the realization this part his fault. “I’m so sorry chickadee, I left when you were still growing”.

“I promise you Elle-Bird I’m never leaving you, not by a chance”—Bradley promised her. “Only way I’m leaving is if someone prys me away from you”.

“He’s right Ellie, were sorry for causing you so much pain sweetheart”

“Just answer my question, how long has been like that?” Maverick wondered.

“Since mom died but it only got worse when Bradley left” her head held low.

“It’s not your fault chickadee, it’s takes time to heal from trauma” Bradley nodded his head agreeing with Mav.

“Come give your ole brother a hug” Bradley ordered her softly. She giggled and in return she saluted him mockingly. “You got it Lieutenant Bradshaw”

“I technically outrank your brother Elle so I demand a hug too”

A hug happened, happy tears fled from their eyes. But most importantly the Mitchell-Bradshaw family was together again.

Uncle Ice would be happy knowing his wish came true.

“Well it’s practically morning now, breakfast?”

“I’ll cook” Elle told them. “Sit there and look pretty”

A long road of healing is ahead of them but atleast their a family again.

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https-furina · 10 months

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sugar ‘n’ spice — 100 follower celebration event!

this event is closed!

wowee, we hit 100 followers in such a quick span of time i’m sobbing - i didn’t think i’d get 50 and i got double?? as a thank you, i’m just going to be hosting a small prompt event. i appreciate you all so much and i hope you continue to like and support my work going forward in the future !! <3

biggest thanks to mika bc she’s the reason i ended up getting these last few followers mwah many kisses for you and your kaeya cult ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

rules of sugar ‘n’ spice:

— these will be small headcanon/drabble type scenarios. chances are i will not be going over a thousand words unless i get carried away on plot! i’ll just be doing the normal genshin universe and not alternate universes for this! — i will be attempting gn!reader for the entire event. — i will only be accepting fluff situations for all of the prompts as i typically don’t write smut outside of the event (and none of them are angst.) — one genshin character per prompt! no minors - if you need assistance with characters i write for, you can find them all in my masterlist under their respective countries (i am doing both the men and women.)

to participate, simply choose a prompt number from the list below (utc) and send in an ask specifying the character + prompt number!

event prompts:

1. “nobody in the world has hands this soft.” 2. “you look like you need a hug.” 3. “well, if i tell you, then it wouldn’t be a secret.” 4. “it was just a nightmare, it’s okay.” 5. “wash your hands, then hug me.” 6. “can we share the blanket?” 7. “you’re adorable when you’re mad.” 8. “are you sure you’re not cold?” 9. “i want to spend all my time with you.” 10. “ready for our dance?” 11. “you mean more than anything.” 12. “you’re cute even when you make that face.” 13. “keep it.” 14. “your eyes are beautiful.” 15. “look at the moon.” 16. “is that my shirt?” 17. “i don’t wanna go without you.” 18. “move over.” 19. “when i’m with you, nothing else matters.” 20. “i planned the perfect date.” 21. “is this romantic enough for you?” 22. “stop making me laugh!” 23. “my hands are cold” “is that a pickup line?” 24. “i can’t be mad at you.” 25. “come on, you’re in love with them.” 26. “i love you, but you need to shut up.” 27. “i love your smile.” 28. “gimme your hand.” 29. “you smell fantastic.” 30. “thanks for marrying me.” 31. “i made dinner. surprise!” 32. “don’t touch me while i’m trying to fall asleep.” 33. “i can’t believe you did this for me.” 34. “i have never loved you as much as i do right now.” 35. “i wouldn’t wanna fight you. you’re pretty feisty.” 36. “you’re in denial” “i am not in denial.” 37. “why are you smiling at me like that?” 38. “they’re coming. kiss me!” 39. “i’m flattered you’re jealous.” 40. “i want a baby.” 41. “cheers to you and me.” 42. “would you warm me up?” 43. “that was the worst joke i’ve ever heard.” 44. “all i want is you.” 45. “if i kiss you right now, i won’t be able to stop.”

#— 🧁 sugar ‘n’ spice #!! events 🎁#https-heizou #genshin #genshin impact #genshin fluff #genshin x gn reader #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin impact headcanons

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deepinifhell · 25 days

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OC in 15 - Lauren Jenkins Rules: share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

You're getting some snippets because some of them are more fun that way.

Warnings: pregnancy mention, implied past sexual assault, suicide attempt, drug use mention 1. “Bobby,” Lauren begins slowly, “if you don’t turn around and get out of my sight I will fuck your dad and become your stepmother.”

Bobby’s mouth falls open, and then shuts again. When he next opens his mouth to speak she cuts him off first.

“I’ve met your dad, Bobby. You know I could.” 2. “I’m gonna save you a lot of time Nate. As a rule of thumb: you don’t want to know about anything I did in college.” 3. “Yeah, well, I was on a lot more drugs at the time."

4. Lauren leans away from Morgan’s hands before they are even within a foot of her, bringing her hands up to further enforce the boundary.

“Your ankle might be broken. How else you are you planning on getting back?”

“None of your business!” Lauren snaps, reflexively.

5. “She’s so hot it pisses me off,” Lauren complains, running her fingers through her hair. “How am I supposed to get any work done when she’s just…there?”

“Usually, you just don’t,” Farah points out with a waggle of her eyebrows.

6- 10. “I’ve spoken to Rebecca more in the past few months than I have in the last decade, if that’ll shut you up,” Lauren tells Nate.

“I— really?” Nate asks in obvious surprise.

“There’s a reason you didn’t know she had a kid for so long, dumbass. The last time I called her I was in jail.”

“That’s right! You got your job at the station because it was that or jail, right?” Farah asks, eyes gleaming. Lauren nods. “So…what did you do?”

“Stabbed a guy,” Lauren says simply. “But I have it on good authority that he deserved it."

“And just whose authority is that?” Adam asks incredulously.

“Captain Sung. You think he’d let me within 5 feet of his precious station if he thought I was a serious problem?”

“He cares about the station?” Farah asks.

“Yeah, it’s like when you have a kid that you say you love but you never see or interact with them.” 11. “I’m pregnant!” “Shit,” Lauren swears surprisingly quietly, “do you need a ride to the clinic?”

“Lauren,” Nate gasps, glaring at Lauren’s back before turning to face a townsperson, whose name he doesn’t even know, with irritating familiarity. “Congratulations.”

“She offered to help,” Morgan says with a shrug.

12. “Do you just go around letting people touch you when you don’t want them to?” Morgan asks.

“I wouldn’t call it unwanted when I let them do it,” Lauren says dismissively. Morgan’s hands loosen on her shoulder, hesitating.

13. "Why exactly would I do that?" Adam asks, eyes narrowed and shoulders hunched by his ears.

Lauren gets up from her chair in favor of straddling Morgan's hips. She glances back at Adam to make sure he's watching before dragging her tongue in a long stripe up Morgan's neck. Morgan shivers underneath her. "Because I licked it so it's mine."

14. "Ugh...do you have any idea how much paper work I'm gonna have to do if you kill yourself?" Lauren asks as she slides into the passenger seat of the sedan. She pulls a candy bar out of her pocket and pushes it toward the snotty red-faced teen. They take it with some garbled sound that is either an attempt at communication or just a weird sob. It doesn't really matter, they're so worked up its going to be a few minutes before they're coherent either way.

"Eat that," Lauren orders as she reaches over to turn off the running car, pocketing the keys and putting her feet up on the dash. "It's expensive as hell to die these days, y'know? Even just getting cremated and put in a cardboard box is a few hundred dollars. Plus, when you die you shit yourself, so the car is definitely going to need detailed."

15. "You wanna say that again?" Lauren demands, pushing up out of her seat, her hands balled into fists and nostrils flaring.

tagged by @aztarion

tagging: @nat-seal-well @grapecaseschoices @crownleys @wayhavenots @sustainably-du-mortain and anyone else who wants to do this!

#lauren jenkins #tag games #I think I tagged all the mutuals that weren't already tagged? but I probably forgot someone and I am so sorry

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mommymothma · 7 months

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Dave who gave you permission to tug on my heart strings like that?

Here is like the most concise version of my thoughts I am capable of generating 5 minutes after the finally

1. Ezra ahsoka and Sabine are the knee father son and holy spirit I love them and would die for them

2. Sabine's helmet just auto generating into the world was awesome. It means ahsoka picked it up and brought it for her queen behaviour

3. I appreciate that they mention Kanan by name this live action shows sometimes have a habit of just not mentioning important animated characters (like how Satine wasn't mentioned once in the mandalorian)

4. Sabine's family being wiped out on mandalore... I don't know why it took me so long to piece that together that yeah... they probably died. I guess I assumed people kind of just left after the siege but it was intact then and.... can't tall forever moving on

5. It was a violation for that trooper to just pluck Sabine's helmet off her head like that. A disgrace to the way. I'm a little shocked her helmet doesn't seal? I thought most of them did but what do I know

6. Yaya new kanan inspired lightsaber for Ezra just dropped.

7. Force sensitive Sabine. I have mixed thoughts on this but it was awfully convienient

8. I would love if Ahsoka just dual wielded one lightsaber and then Morgan's sword I think it was such a badass as thing for them to do a real win for the gays

9. Ahsoka being afraid of being left alone to die... just think about how many times that thought has crossed her mind. ESPECIALLY with the "all your friends are dead" line.

10. Baylan you SOB. Get your ass back here and stop cosplaying force daddy. Shin needs you. Also, highly sus by the way. But could be cool if it ever leads to a baylan, ahsoka and whoever the "son" will be trio eventually.

11. Manifesting the purrgils return to come save our girlie pops. Really thought that's what the hole in the sky was for.

12. I see u. I see u Dave with the whole "shadows in the stars" thing. I see anakin. And as much as I love the idea of him watching over ahsoka, I also don't like it because he's probably teaching her to be a force ghost which sets her up to die i am weary

13. Ezra not taking off the stormtroopers costume before dropping in on a republic ship is the most Ezra thing ever what a mad lad. Also, go hug your mom bro

14. I don't like them being left behind. But there is something to be said about the possibility of wolfwren now

15. Ahsoka fearing Sabine would turn to the darkside because she experienced loss is such a real reaction for her. She's seen what loss can do to a person

16. Um what was that cargo? Were those bodies in caskets. Clones? Dathomir stuff? I'm not sure but I don't like it

17. They better find their way home in the first episode of season 2 I need this rebels reunion ASAP stop holding out on me filoni

#star wars #clone wars #andor #ahsoka #the mandalorian #ahsoka tv show #ezra bridger #sabine wren #ahsoka tv #ahsoka final #ahsoka finale #i am in processing mode #when is season 2 #all i want is for family to be together #the sword was lowkeye kind of cool #thrawn flocking to dathomir immediately is a red flag #what was in the ship cargo #were those bodies

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fashion-disaster-tournament · 1 year

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RUI PROPAGANA TIME

I know he’s not gonna win no matter what I say but I don’t really care. I’m doing this for the fun of it just like the akito chip bag paragraph.

Also disclaimer: I don’t really hate Rui’s outfits I’m just feeling kinda silly. I would wear most of his outfits tbh I NEED to either dress like my splatoon themed switch or dress like an antique store shelf covered in cool shiny little objects.

Im only gonna be talking about the outfits in his three star card titled “Runaway Thought Process” from the event “What’s on your mind? Exciting Picnic” because if I do anymore then one card I will go on forever and ever and then the poll will be over.

As you can see, he clearly didn’t have any thought process when coming up with those outfits. I’m gonna start with the untrained version of the card first.

WHY. WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THIS. WHY WOULD ANYONE CHOOSE TO WEAR COLORS THAT LOOK SO DISAPPOINTING AND UNHINGED MATH TEACHER CORE WHEN PUT TOGETHER. I’m shaking and crying while writing this. After I submit this I will be suing him for the damages that he has caused not only to my soul but also to my laptop. Yes, I’m sobbing so hard looking at this that my room is absolutely flooding with tears. All of my possessions are destroyed. Please never let him have the free will to choose his own clothes ever again. Not even tsukasa in the background can save this, his outfit is horrific too. He will never be a star with a stylist who makes him look like whatever that is. I genuinely have no words for Tsukasa’s outfit except for please just never happen again.

As for the trained version of the card, FASHION CRIMINALS DO NOT DESERVE LITTLE HATS.

Also not a fashion crime, but the squirrel sitting on his shoulder looks like Nene. 10/10 squirrel I would pick berries and then leave some for her in a little napkin if squirrels are allowed to have berries. If they aren’t then idk I guess I’d just let her live in my walls or something.

In conclusion I have like 2 missing assignments but here I am writing about why Rui Kamishiro Project Sekai Colorful Stage Featuring Hatsune Miku should never under any circumstances be allowed within my or anyone’s line of sight just because of this. Also I’m submitting this as an ask and not a reblog bc I was gonna make it anonymous but idk if you can add images if you’re anonymous and I don’t want to check bc what if my 20 minutes of work gets deleted please help I have no idea how anything works anymore

1. imagine, i have 15 missing assignments and i decided to run a tournament

2. no you can't send images anonymously, but it doesn't erase your work if you do switch to anonymous

#propaganda

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wonurchive · 2 years

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prologue

pairing: stranger!mingyu x f!reader

genre: fluff, humor(?)

includes cursing, really bad pick up lines, horrible nsfw jokes, intentional lowercase, im sorry :sob:

synopsis: an unknowing, quick trip to the supermarket leads to multiple dates with a tall, funny, hot stranger?

today was really not your day.

you had slept at 7:15- not PM, AM. the blame was to be put on your hectic design job that demanded crazy hours of day. you woke up approximately 4 hours later and decided to have breakfast, brunch at this point, only to find out your fridge was absolutely empty. it was harvesting tumbleweeds at this point. on any other day, you’d go about on an empty stomach but since the universe was against you today, it was the hungriest you’ve felt in your life.

the third obstacle of today was when your phone decided to play hide and seek with you. without your phone, your co-workers had no idea if your part of the assignment was done, your mom doesn’t know if you agreed to the blind date she set up and 3 people on snap are spamming about stupid streaks. fortunately enough, hide and seek only lasts for 30 minutes as you find your phone sandwiched between your pillow and the pillowcase.

8:48am

lovely mother: y/n! remember mrs. choi? the one with the cute dog?? well she and i have been talking and i’d love to see you and her son together

lovely mother: just once, not even as a date! you two could be friends!

lovely mother: how about sunday? i know you have no plans y/n 🙄🙄

lovely mother: hello?!?!?

‘who taught her how to use emojis??’ you sigh to yourself.

y/n: 1. i don’t remember who that is sorry

y/n: 2. STOP SETTING ME UP ON DATES MOM I TOLD YOU LIKE A JILLION TIMES!!

y/n: 3. who taught you how to use emojis?? and who the heck is awake at 8am on a friday?? AND WHO SAID I DON’T HAVE ANY PLANS?!?

you sigh once more, putting your recently found phone into the shallow pocket of your jeans. you decided to go out for breakfast (brunch) to, you know, not starve to absolute death.

you get into the driver’s seat of your mercedes gls 500, which is not a particularly shabby car, you might say so yourself. you got it with all the money you’ve been saving up since freshman year to your 4th salary, saying ‘you deserved it for all of your hard work’. even though nice cars are supposed to work, it decided to give you your 4th hardship of the day and didn’t start! how surprising. the pent up frustration from before got to the better of you, causing you to drop your head onto the steering wheel, leaving nothing but a aching red mark on your forehead. just the cherry on top.

instead of being a normal person, you decided to get mcdonald’s because you, unfortunately, are a child and won’t eat anything that isn’t fried, loaded with msg or unhealthy. you pull up to the drive thru window to pick up your food, and are greeted by a young face. “your total is $10.95″

you reach out to grab your food until he says, “and maybe i could get your number?” scoffing, you place the money in his hands and snatch your food from him. no man is going in between you and food.

being asked out like this wasn’t rare, it’s not like you were absolutely stunning, gorgeous, model material but you were definitely a sight for sore eyes. though in this case, you, are sore all over.

the automatic doors of the supermarket welcome you with a slight gush of wind. you grab a cart and get to shopping. ‘

should i get fruit? wow, look at me being healthy! i’ll get mangoes cus i don’t think i can digest anything else... OOO a sale! i need protein, i’ll just get beef. oh yeah, milk. do they have the bread i want-’

your thoughts were intruded by a sudden ping from your phone.

lovely mother: stop bullet pointing!! reply like a normal person

lovely mother: also her son is a very nice boy! i haven’t met him but i’ve seen pictures and he’s verryyyyy handsome!!

lovely mother: also emojis can be used by all ages.

your hands moved to the keyboard to reply to your mother but your forgot about the cart you were holding earlier- and the fact you did not see the 6ft tall human wall you were about to bump into.

“shit! i am so sorry, i didn’t see you there! i was busy replying to my mom, and i forgot i was holding a cart-”

your ears pick up laughter from the guy you just bumped into. you look up and see the VERY ATTRACTIVE HOT TALL GUY you made contact with and panic sets across your face. “it’s okay, it happens.” he laughs while picking up your things from the floor. y/n was not the type of person to be easy to please, but holy shit she folded fast.

maybe if you were actually paying attention and not busy staring at him, you would’ve noticed how he was holding out your cart to you, to take it. “here.”

“huh? oh! im sorry, for like the millionth time.” as if timed, your mother sends another message, making the attractive hot tall guy chuckle again. “your mother seems to be a very active person, i see.”

“she’s just pestering me about a blind date she wants me to go on- why am i even telling you this im so sorry.”

“it’s fine, it’s fine. i mean, if you want an excuse not to go, you could go on a date with me?”

you pause. ‘wait what? did hot guy just .... ask me out??’

“i..-uh” your incoherent response only makes him smile and chuckle more. they do say make your crush laugh to get them to like you back, right?

“you’re asking me?” you were genuinely bamboozled, surely someone as gorgeous as he is couldn’t possibly be asking you. it was literally 12:47pm on a friday and you look like you’ve just visited the grim reaper.

“why would i ask anyone else?” he hands his phone to you, signaling he wanted your number. you were unsure, but he was hot, so you gave it. he pressed call and surely enough your phone rang. he let out a satisfied hum and said,

“i’ll text you.” with that smile that you wanted permanently engraved into your brain.

you didn’t mean to be nosy, but you looked at his phone screen as he walked past you.

‘hottie from supermarket’

you laugh in disbelief.

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a/n: hi. i want to cry this is my first published fic and i hope u guys love it <33 special thank u to @tfmingyu YOUR WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT HELPED ME POST THIS 😭 ok happy reading weekly updates coming hehehehe

#kim mingyu #mingyu x y/n #seventeen mingyu #mingyu x reader #kim mingyu fic #mingyu fic #seventeen x reader #kim mingyu x reader

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brevicepsmybeloved · 10 months

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Context (starting with the present and working backwards)

7:30 I make this meme.

6:40 I sit on the floor of the bus depot, put my headphones on, and start sobbing

6:32 I call my mom. I start crying. My mom has to go give a presentation at work so she will call me back to help.

6:31 I realize the next bus is at 11:00. I am stranded in Chicago.

6:29 I go to the information desk. She tells me the bus I needed to be on was the bus I tried to get on but it already left. She also tells me she announced it twice. She did not. I ask if I can book another ticket and she tells me I have to go online.

6:20 I try to get on the bus but the gate agent tells me it's the wrong gate. I wander around reading all the bus numbers. I can't find my bus.

6:15 I arrive at the bus station and go through the check-in booth.

5:33 I realize I left my monster in the mini fridge in my hotel room.

5:30 I get in a cab to go from my hotel to the bus station .

5:25 I throw on my shorts and put my stuff in my backpack.

5:15 I get up to my third alarm.

1:00 I turn off the lights and go to sleep.

00:14 My door dash dinner and snacks for the bus ride arrive (shout out to Juan)

23:00 I wash my underwear in the bathroom sink using shampoo and dry it with the hair dryer. I order door dash.

22:30 We somehow didn't die during the drive. The shuttle from the airport gets to the hotel and we all disembark and go inside. My phone is dead so I plug it in and write my confirmation number on my hand so I can check in. The people at the front desk give me a room key and I go to my room.

22:15 I call the hotel to ask if the shuttle is running. They say to go to door four. I walk there and my shuttle pulls up. The driver asks to see my voucher and I show it to him. My phone promptly dies. The shuttle driver drives us to the hotel like he is being chased by the cops or something.

22:00 I get off the plane and walk towards baggage claim. I find the United baggage help desk and stand in line. I ask if I can get my bag so I can have clean clothes before my flight at eight pm tomorrow. The guy tells me I would have to wait four hours. I leave.

21:08 We finally take off. Four hours late. My phone is at 12%

18:17 The gate agent puts me on a different connecting flight to get home. The flight boards at 20:50. At this point my flight to Chicago is set to leave at 20:00. Because of time zones I should make it in plenty of time.

18:00 I get in line to talk to the gate agent.

17:45 The captain announces that there is too much fuel on the plane because it was supposed to go to Denver yesterday and that did not happen so we have to either defuel the plane or fly over Canada and Nebraska before going to Chicago. People angrily storm off, fixing the overbooking issue.

17:13 I realize my flight is definitely not taking off on time because we haven't started boarding.

16:30 People start lining up to board even though no one has volunteered.

16:00 The gate agent announces we need a volunteer to give up their seat on the flight and we can't board until that happens.

15:30 I get to my gate and sit down

15:00 I get to the airport for my 17:13 flight that boards at 16:38

#gay #airport #travel #god hates us #god hates me #bus #greyhound #united airlines #the horrors #the trials #oppossum #gay frog

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thebutterflea · 1 year

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holy fucking smokes people

no one speak. not a fucking word.

it's time for kujou tenn to cry and im just not ready ngl. the fucking cg in game broke me and now this shits about to be moving???? no fucking way. not ready after the week i've had.

but here we go!

1:27 - idk how many times i can take tama fucking licking his lips at me. do we still have the strength?

1:40 - the cutest op i fucking loves it

2:38 - oh god oh god here it fucking comes, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHI'M NOT READY

2:50 - tenn's smile. i'm not ready

2:56 - not tenn quoting the brother he literally abandoned, like come on man

3:02 - yargHHHHHHHH. heart pains. fuck this show. your rival, bro???? call back to a few seasons ago???? right before you fuck me in the ass?????????

3:18 - crumbs for the tenngaku shippers and i'm lapping them up

3:54 - why's tenn's hair so extended? he got that extra strength gel to keep his flicky bits up. ever since shaving my head, i can respect that.

4:05 - anesagi crying CAN WE FUCKING NOT

4:43 - use your words brother, tsumugi's gonna turn around and think you ascended to the next astral plane

5:15 - what the hell, slap my granmama in the face, shoot my turkey in the leg THEY JUST DON'T DESERVE THIS MAN

6:06 - now i know we are not getting fucking SECRET NIGHT animated again??? they said let them eat cake and we EATING

6:14 - hello perspective??? ryu's foot is cutting into my leg rn. i just love technology!

6:35 - what's going on rn??? these angles? animators have died for this it seems

6:51 - why's anesagi having the shittest time out of everyone? poor miss gorl is having to listen to all the hate like just leave??

7:19 - i'm actually going to have 2 fillings after this episode bc it's SO SWEET?? MOMO AND YUKI MOMENT?? 'have your cake and eat it' like i'm eating bitch

8:12 - yamato's face rn. who would've thought we'd come from psychotic breakdowns and strangling to this? not me!

9:42 - mmmmm. mmmmmmMMMMMMM. i'm just not ready. it is 10pm on a saturday night, am i really ready for a breakdown like this?

10:15 - fuck. fucking fukcing aiodsjfaisdhfa;isudduhfajsd I'M SILENTLY SCREAMING. INTO MY HANDS. why? BECAUSE OF LINES AND COLOURS THAT MOVE. actually what is my life?

the voice break is about to have my fucking heart. bros. help

11:25 - my heart physically hurts. like i knew this was coming but still?? lord have mercy

11:48 - that 'thank you' just legally murdered my children. how you doing this TO YOUR OWN SUPPORTERS??? hurting them this way

11:52 - BROS I'M GOOD I'M ACTUALLY DONE, I'M FINISHED. he's glad he's singing????? why don't we all just suck a cock and call it a day?!

12:27 - tsumugi is such a babe, we're getting married tomorrow

12:33 - like i knew this was gonna be bad but FR FR??

12:41 - actually can't even process. let me be free from this pain. let me live. also gaku and ryu are such bros.

13:33 - whiplash from that emotional shit right into the riku's a monster storyline. like can i have some place to cry throw up sob on the floor, roll about, scoot over to the kitchen, make myself a snack, get back into bed, process for about 3 hours? thanks.

13:42 - now i KNOW. i KNOW. that they did not just add this shot of riku fucking doing press-ups? what is this ANGLE? they really having iori watch riku, from THIS ANGLE, and analyse. i'm tired.

14:02 - imagine walking into your lounge and iori izumi is rewatching clips of you doing press ups on tv. riku pov would start an inquiry.

14:28 - OH SHIT, iori pack your shit up before riku calls the police

15:32 - the animator in me just loves the attention to detail. like of course you rub your arm inside your bracelet when you're talking about something uncomfortable. they did not come to play.

15:45 - Hi. I’m your average gay fuck. Did you know that you have gay? this line says you do. And so do I.

16:35 - why riku look so good in this shot? i mean im not complaining, slay and all that.

17:09 - huh?? what just happened? oh wait his breathing?

17:25 - now this ain't right. where's all the love for the other members people?? i want to see more orange in this crowd RIGHT NOW or i'm coming down there fools

18:06 - transition??? they really aren't messing about!

18:08 - this gay motherfucker i swear to god. ALLURE? actually just fuck and get off my screen please

19:03 - i can't, this man is really trying to explain his gay panic away as 'riku plays on people's emotions'. YOU WANNA FUCK. ok?? so get on with it please

19:12 - calling your crush pitiful does not make you any less gay for them fool. tsundere looking ass

19:39 - tsumugi's face here really says it all. she said come out of the closet or you'll be coming into the insane asylum with this level of denial.

20:21 - am i about to 180 my opinions on this storyline bc iori's slaying this speech so hard? tenn gives and riku takes? i can get behind the story potential that contrast.

20:39 - is it on purpose that he looks like kujou takamasa with all this gesturing?

21:17 - i remember finding this example of him becoming a political leader so fucking funny before. nanase riku for president 2022. i'd vote for him

21:49 - like this was very well animated and written but calm down bro. riku's a babe we don't need to worry.

22:36 - kujou takamasa knows how gay iori is. he knows all

well, holy fuck! another knee slapper from idolish7 that i'll probs rewatch. now to wait for season 4 where toma tells nagi's brother he wants to touch him in terrible northmeirian. patience is a virtue

#idolish7 third beat!#idolish7 zool #idolish7 #ainana #idolish 7 #idolish seven

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cressthebest · 12 days

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Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 14

chapter 25:

1. james accepting his own death will forever and always be heartbreaking

2. “Though, honestly, James had meant it when he said that he wishes it had been Regulus. Maybe it's a strange, pyschosexual thing, but he feels like he's sort of been flirting with Regulus and his daggers this entire time, so to be stabbed by him would surely have been more satisfying. Regulus would have made sure James felt it, adrenaline or not. He isn't sure why that's so attractive to him, but it really is. Maybe James is in shock. Maybe James actually does have a knife kink. Maybe James is just in love, and he wants anything he can get from Regulus, even if it's literal death.”

ik this is a big chunk of quote, but like what. james. james. james my boy. these are wild thoughts to have. also, you definitely have a knife kink, but only for regulus. not on anyone else. james. you. dear, wtf (i love you) 😀 sir.

3. god, james is so earnest on his death bed. i am also, fyi dramatically sobbing

4. shit shit shit shit no. SIRIUS!!! SOMEONE!! HELP SIRIUS! HES LOSING HIS BEST FRIEND AND HE IS NOT OKAY

5. zar is correct. it is sock-sock-shoe-shoe. that is the correct way.

6. 😀😧 regulus is troy. not the trojan horse, but instead troy. i-

7. “James is dying, and Regulus hates him. James is dying, and Regulus loves him. James is dying, and Regulus hates and loves him, because they were always one and the same.”

stop no, this is actually cruel. this is heartless. i don’t know how someone with a good conscious or loving heart could write this

8. god no shit no. i finally stopped sobbing. then there was the line about james asking reg to go to dinner with his parents because effie and monty are used to feeding two kids. i- shit. shit. no

9. HE’S TELLING REG TO TAKE BACK THE HAT??? NO THIS IS CRUEL

10. i actually want to quote this entire chapter, but i cannot do that. so therefore i would like to offer up my tears. and reg deciding there’s no point in going home if james potter wasn’t with him, because james potter was his home

11. 😐 he threw food away, but kept the handcuffs? reg dear, wtf

12. REG IS GONNA SACRIFICE HIMSELF TO LET JAMES GO HOME?? HELL NAW

13. HE CALLED JAMES BABY??? AGAIN??? (fwi i have voice recorded and sent sobbing over this fic to my irl marauders friend. hi iko!!)

14. 😟😟 oh god damn. he actually went in the crimson river. wait shit. how the hell is he gonna survive this?

15. “In his panic, in his haze of pain, it's Sirius he instinctively calls for.” 😀😀 just rip out my heart, it would be less painful

16. THE VENOM!! THE THREAT TO KILL HIMSELF IF HE DOESN’T GET REGULUS BACK!! THIS IS LITERATURE AT ITS FINEST

17. regulus is just tossed out the fucking river. they both survive. lmao this is kinda funny

18. not the symbol of the hallows being the deathly hallows. yikes.

19. i’m kinda disappointed that slughorn gets a POV cause like, that POV needs to be given to one of my faves, so they can be guaranteed to live.

20. dorcas my beloved. she’s such a bad bitch

21. okay wait, i might actually grow to like slughorn as a character. he’s being brought to the phoenix. so like, maybe he’ll be super helpful

22. LMAOOO DORCAS MY QUEEN!! “”How does it feel gamemaker? … Are you entertained?”” AHHHHHHHHH

23. unnamed woman: my guess is mcgonagal

24. after reading the authors notes, i realize we have been blessed. zar decided that reg would not die in the arena. and thank fucking god. thank god. i would not be okay if i read ahb then this. yikes

#marauders #regulus black #james potter #fanfic #jegulus #sirius black #dorcas meadowes #horace slughorn #crimson rivers #sunseeker #starchaser

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nriacc · 2 years

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okay here’s my chapter reactions, i spent 4 days reading and i could never dream of what i was gonna get.

Hello new chapter i’m delusional and hopeful, very nice to meet you.

1. ohh happy birthday nriacc!! hope you can collapse my veins with beautiful alex and wheels and george content….

2. MOVED IN WITH GEORGE FOR A WBYLE OH GOD GEORGE 😭😭

3. oh damnnn matty and alex peace love and friendship era has ended

4. george calling her baby and complimenting the paintings i’m weak and on my knees for him

5. HES WANTS TO ASK HER OUT OMG / WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT DATING GEORGE TEAM LETS RALLY OUT TROOP I THINK IT COULD HAPPEN

6. okay but if bestie is there…could alex…also…be…there….

7. no stop please no talk of alex it hurts that didn’t happen he didn’t say anything he showed up to the date and everything went good and they’re happy and official now okay

8. ALEX IS THERE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and not calling her angel WHY. hold it together don’t cry girl i feel you.

9. oh matty :(

10. Al / Alex / Shakespeare / Darling / Or whatever you fancy calling me this week x crying 😭

11. IS SHE GONNA KISS HIM FOR NEW YEARS

12. okay fine it’s fine they have to start as friends again and it needs time that fine that fine

13. matty brought gingerbread houses that’s cute. bestie behavior i hope

14. oh. oh. girl no get out of 2012, 2012 has been over for a long time. well. they’re kissing over there. Team matty can laugh, team Alex can only chuckle.

15. from your angel on alexs birthday gift oh man

16. oh matt

17. Alexs beard is gone

18. oh yes he has nice hands, very nice indeed maybe he could do something with them in this very long long drive

19. okay he’s still not calling her angel

20. OIII NO FUCKING FIGHTING AT MY GIG OMGGGG i cant believe that made it in the fic

21. danny who’s danny

22. okay who was danny i need a memory refresh but if wheels is mas then i’m mad too but danny WHO???

23. OH DANNY ZUKO AS IN ALEX OH

24. oh please have angry make up sex

25. IS ANGRY SEX HAPPENING RIGHT NOW, WILL TEAM ALEX FINALLY HAVE THE CHANCE TO LAUGH IS THIS WHAT WEVE BEEN WAITING FOR

26. IS THIS HAPPENING IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING

27. HE CALLED HER ANGEL AND THIS IS HAPPENING

28. I USED TO DREAM OF TIMES LIKE THESE

I FUCKING LOVE EVERY ONE OF THESE REACTIONS HAHAHHAAH IM LIVING FOR THIS THANK YOU SO MUCH!

1. Ahahahhaha I think I definitely succeeded in collapsing your veins with that content indeed ahhahaha

2. IMAGINE HOW NICE IT WOULD BE TO MOVE IN WITH GEORGEEE IM JEL OF HER

3. Defo gone out of the window that one

4. Honestly it makes me feel things I love him so much hahahaha

5. LEGIT I LOVE THEM SO MUCH TOGETHER IM DEFO DOING A GEORGE ENDING IT HAS TO HAPPEN

6. I love that you predicted this

7. Yessss thats what happened in my head too. nothing bad. only love and joy.

8. of course he cameeeeee. SO SAD HE DIDN’T CALL HER ANGEL FOR SO LONG THOUGH BE RIGHT BACK SOBBING

9. Bless the poor boy

10. I love him so much I cannot

11. AHHHHHHHH I LOVE THAT YOU PREDICTED THIS TOO

12. yessss indeed

13. HAHHAH the bestie behaviour line made me snort but it is bestie behaviour we love them

14. AAHAHHAHHAHHA SCREAMINGGGGGG

15. she legit was trying her hardest to make him say it bless her

16. DICK

17. thank fuck his depression beard has gone

18. AHHAHAHHA I WAS GOING TO DO THIS BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD MAKE LATER ON BETTER IF IT ALL HAPPENED THEN

19. Do you understand why I had to make him wait to say it at the perfect moment ahahhaha

20. I HAD TO INCLUDE IT I WAS AT THE GIG HE SAID IT AT AND IT’S THE REASON I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. STILL CANT BELIEVE I LIVED THROUGH THAT ICONIC MOMENT TO BE HONEST

21/22/23. I AM LAUGHING IM SORRY

24. hehehehehe

25. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

26. ITS HAPPENING

27. AHHHHHHHH YASSSSSSS ANGEL IS BACK AND MORE IS ON THE WAY

28. YOU DON’T HAVE TO DREAM ANYMORE BECAUSE ITS HAPPENING. PART 27 IS HAPPENING AND ITS GOING TO BE PURE AND UTTER FILTH!!!!!!!!

thank you very much for your reactions I love them so very much

#nriacc ask #part 26 ask

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tearstoshed4ever · 7 months

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the next day emily got her welcome party

and it half worked

Jun 25, 2021 8:31 PM

She was pleasantly surprised, but she just wasn't feeling too cheery. "Oh thank you all so much. This is lovely," she smiled courteously.

they all beamed back

even though she uselly loved partys she found it very hard to have fun

but to avoid hurting there feelings she pretened like she was creating her first ever mask

which fooled everyone but maggot

"She hates it. This party is a total failure." He whispered to widow

oh dont exagreate

im sure she just has something on her mind

she answerd

camly

look at her shes walikng from her own party

unable to pretend anymore emily got up and retreated to the pineo

dear if your that worryed about her then go talk to her

widow suggeted

alright i will

he started toward the pione but was stopped short by her playing

she was amazing

he wiggled closer but let her keep playing

emilys long elgant fingers carssed the yellowd keys

as as she played the wedding march form a midsummer nights dream

the very song she remberd telling barkis she always wanted at her wedding

why does everything keep comeing back to him

she thought bitterly

im tired of thinking about him

she played faster trying to drown out her thoughts

why isnt this working

playing always used to to calm me down and make me feel better when i was upset

she gave a heavy sigh and finshed the song

only then did maggot climb up the bench and sit beside her

damn that was amzing

he remarked

starling her

Jun 25, 2021 1:10 AM

"Maggot! WHere did you come from? You're supposed to be at the party!" Emily gasps. "And so are you! Yet, here we both are. I think I like your playing better than the music at the club." Maggot smiled

if emily could still blush her cheeks wouldve been as pink as her lips

thank you very much

she beamed

picking him up and putting him on the pink custin lining the top of the pione

what was that song u were playing

he asked

Jun 25, 2021 6:19 PM

"The wedding march from Midsommer Night's Dream. Do you know it? It's what I always wanted...what I wanted at..." Emily started to sniffle and sob, all her emotion starting to come back up.

she blinked hard and bit her lip to keep from crying but it was no use

she burst into tears slumped over the piono and buried her face in her arms

"oh no, and this was all going so well!" Maggot panicked. Though he supposed this was her party and she could cry if she wanted to.

i got those refences

u know what emmy just go ahead and cry then well talk

he wiggled over to her and storked the top of her head with his tail

then after ten minutes she ran outta tears

and lifted her head

(heh, glad you did.) "No more. There's not a tear left to shed. I can't even cry anymore!" She wailed.

i thought u were sick of crying

maggot reminded her

"I am...I'm just...I'm sick of being sad about all of this!" Emily pputed.

so thats why u hate the party

maggot asked wiping under her eyes with his tail

does crying make u feel better

Yes...sort of. It makes me feel that part of me is still alive. " Emily explained

then a part of u must be

still alive

Jun 26, 2021 11:15 PM

I think I’m broken I don’t just mean my heart

Look at them

Always happy

Not a care in the world

And then there’s me

A broken freak

An outcast among them

My happyness is so fleeting

Never lasts longer than a few minutes

And then I’m right back to being depressed again

Yes that’s what I’m feeling depression

Jun 26, 2021 5:28 AM

Jun 26, 2021 7:54 PM

hi "All happiness is fleeting, dearie. What we must find in our existence is meaning." Widow said as she came down from the roof. "It's right that you feel depression. You've been through so much. But this will pass...'

excatly thank fuck u showed up im getting no where with her

maggot said reviled

"It's okay, Maggot. I've got this.' Widow smiled softly. She came down to rest on Emily's shoulder, stroking her hair with her long spindly leg.

thank u im going back to the party after all this i need a fucking drink

he jump off the pino and wriggled back to the party

emily leaned into the soothing touch

"heh. Well at least I know who I can count on when. Things get rough," Emily laughed bitterly

she leaned into the soothing toach

he loves u dear dont doubt that hes just no good with emoitions

widow said

im guessing the others are pissed at me

for leaving the party

emily asked her tone as bitter as poison

god knows im pissed at myself

im failing my mother

sitting around and crying all the time

"oh stop with all that nonsense! You're not failing you're mother. Nobody's pissed at you for leaving. They're all drunk and having a bloody good time. Do they wish you were there, yes? Do they understand why you left, yes? Don't worry about it!" Widow said

and that was enough to finally get though to her

she smiled

your right

im done moping

done crying

and done being depressed

"I'm going to take action! I'll find a husband and finally get out of here!" Emily declared

and u and maggot are coming with me

when i leave

she added

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sadpretty-blog-blog · 10 months

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my body is so uncomfortable to exist in right now. even though mentally i know i’m okay and my body is doing what it’s supposed to be doing, physically i feel that something is not the way it usually is and it’s so uncomfortable. i feel like i have a balloon in my stomach but not how i usually feel bloated because i know how to make that feeling go away overnight but i have no idea how long this will last and its so frustrating it makes me actually want to cry. especially because i have a break from work this week and i can’t even enjoy it and it’s summertime but i want to stay inside in the air conditioning so i can wear baggy clothes and no one can look at me. i feel like i still look pregnant even though i know there’s no way i am. even when the bleeding and the cramping stops there’s no way of knowing when i will feel normal and my cycle will re regulate and i can at least have an idea of when i’ll be feeling like what. but now it’s so unpredictable i feel like i’m in 15 different bodies throughout the day because the pain and discomfort fluctuates so much. but the bloating doesn’t go away my stomach is just a ball all the time. and it makes me feel so fucking bad about myself i feel so heavy inside and so tired i feel like i want to take a bottle brush and scrub out my insides so i can feel lighter and fresher. i feel like my insides are dirty right now. like there’s an inch thick filth lining every inch of my body on the inside. and i am so tired of bleeding i don’t think i’ve ever had a period where i bleed this much. i think i’ve had more blood in the past 4 days than i normally do over two whole periods. i know it’s very normal it just feels uncomfortable and i want it to stop because i don’t like knowing there was that much inside of me to begin with. but i guess i’d rather it get out of my body i want everything out of me i feel so heavy and sludgy.

i am also so frustrated because i know emotionally i’d feel fine if i didn’t feel this way physically. the relief i felt friday night was so gorgeous i wish i could feel that good all the time. i think i had a smile on my face while sitting on the couch all alone just feeling grateful that it was over, not realizing i still had days of discomfort ahead of me. i feel so frustrated by how disgusting i feel. i wanna feel skinny and pretty and sexy. and vic makes me feel so pretty because i know he genuinely believes it but i don’t feel pretty i feel fat and lardy and thick and like i look like i let myself go. which makes me want to sob hysterically because i care so much about how my body looks but i feel so out of control.

i think that’s the problem i feel very out of control. i can’t just drink a laxative and have a flat stomach tomorrow. i cant wear whatever tight clothes i want because they aren’t fitting me right. it doesn’t matter if i wake up early or drink 3 caffeinated drinks in 1 day because i will still be exhausted. it doesn’t matter if my hair and makeup look so good because right in the middle of my body i feel swollen and misshapen and so so wrong. maybe this was what i needed to really regain self control and push myself farther than i ever have before once it’s over. maybe if i start now i can get a head start. i don’t need to eat food to feel better emotionally. it only ends up hurting me in the long run when i hate my reflection and i want to tear all my clothes to shreds and not let another living being look at me. i need to only eat when i am actually hungry and stop eating when i’m satiated and not so stuffed that i don’t want to move. and i need to fucking wake up early and move my body and do things and get out of the house so i can burn calories and stop sitting on the fucking couch. i don’t deserve to sit on the couch or eat garbage anymore i don’t do anything to deserve it. maybe i deserve the couch for a few more days until i feel good but i don’t need to be eating snacks or sugar or sodium or carbs or anything i will regret or anything that will cause more and more bloating. i need self control again. i need to be in control of myself and my body. it’s up to me what i look like and how i feel and i think i forget that. i don’t like how i look in the mirror and i guess i feel like it’s not my fault or like there’s some invisible force making me look the way i do. but there is nothing and no one in control over myself but me. i need to take control. i am taking control over myself right now.

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txemrn · 1 year

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For the year end asks...

3, 11, 15, 19, and 23

Hey, fran!

Truth be told... I probably enjoy that series a little too much (for obvious reasons LOL)! Thank you so much for sending in these Asks! Let's have some fun, shall we?

3-- Favorite Line/Scene you wrote this year

One of the most memorable scenes for me comes from Chapter 4 from Pour Two Glasses, when Riley asks Drake if he believes in God and the afterlife.

“I lift my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come?” Drake smirks, opening his eyes to stare at the ornate cross on the wall. “My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.” He falls silent again, chewing on his mouth, Riley’s full attention on him. He nervously looks down at his mindless hand-wringing as he takes another deep breath. “As kids, anytime we had a problem, Moma would say, ‘Fix those eyes to the hills. The Lord promises to help you.’” He becomes quiet again, his eyes rapidly blinking as he sucks in his bottom lip. “Then Dad died.”

Riley endearingly pats his shoulder, tears slowly cascading down her cheeks.

“And–” Drake sarcastically chuckles, forcing away his own sobs, “I looked. I looked, and I fucking kept looking to the hills because ‘he promises to help you.’” He blows out a breath, wiping at his lower eyelids. “Dad was gone… and God was no where to be found.” His jaw becomes rigid, his words cutting like a blade. “The Crown cut the funds almost immediately after Dad died, leaving us stranded. I looked, but there was no help from… from God. And then Moma left us…” He sniffles, his hands casually balling into fists. “She just… left us. And I looked–I fucking begged for God’s help. If not for me, then at least for Savannah. But… ” He shakes his head.

Riley remains silent, taking in Drake’s painful memory.

“But,” his voice lightens, more hopeful, “I still keep looking–as fucking stupid as that sounds,” he laces his fingers together, “I have to believe and look for him–for God.”

“Why?”

“Because the thought of being alone–completely alone in this world with no one to turn to?” He peers intently into Riley’s eyes, his voice softening into a small whisper. “That terrifies me… but the thought that my dad is really gone? That–that I can’t talk to him in heaven–?” Drake chokes up. “And now Liam? And–and soon my… my Moma?” He runs his hands down his face. “I have to believe, Ri. I just… have to.”

11-- The fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year

You're going to get me in trouble. I will say, I have thoroughly enjoyed writing for Open Heart this year, mainly because of 3 things: 1) I got to spend my time, developing a character and her relationship. As you know, Tatum is an OC, so I literally was making up everything, and trying to mix her life with the convoluted story of OPH. 2) Getting to insert little tidbits of my true passion into my writing has been so much fun. Not that I haven't done this with TNA or TRR (or even my little soiree with WTD--remember Covid vaccines? lol), but it's been a lot of fun writing for a couple of doctors! 3) I got to meet some incredible writers and readers that otherwise, I would've never would've interacted with.

15-- Something you learned this year

So. Many. Lessons... but this one sticks out. Sometimes the higher road is quiet and lonely, but it's the most loving thing you can do.

19-- Any New fics to start next year?

Yes! I have 2 that I am personally obsessed with that I'm hoping to start releasing after the new year (The TNA one I'm hoping to release for TNA AW!).

Like Ships in the Night Open Heart; it's a "series" built of mini-stories of when Ethan and Tatum missed seeing each other during their 15 years apart. If you read OPH, you will notice some popular plot points...

Never Really Over The Nanny Affair; this is a sequel to Once... Always... It takes place 10 years after the end of TNA; Sam and Brynn have recently divorced after she found him having an affair with their nanny. But just because they broke up doesn't mean they stopped loving each other. Desperate to get her back, Brynn gives in, agreeing to give Sam one more chance... on one condition: abstaining for 30 days.

23-- Fics you wanted to write, but didn't

BAHAHAHA! Girl... you already know all of my lightbulb moments, but then I realize I don't have time. LOL You know about my Drake RomCom fics (where I leave our precious Bean alone!). I think I've shared with you my 2 Open Heart Mini-Series Knotted and Bumped. I have to finished Ricochet, though before I can even dive into those because I've got some twists to throw out there.

Thanks again for sending these to me, sweet friend! 🖤

#end of the year asks #texemrn #hey queue

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