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thisreadswhatever · 1 year
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💌 my masterlist
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✨ complete work ☕️ in progress 💌 my faves
🌹 smut 🥀 angst 🌷 fluff 🔪violence 🩸 gore
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sons of anarchy
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♡ the chase 💌☕️ jax teller x f reader
♡ anything for the club ✨🌹🥀🔪 jax teller x f reader
♡ to keep me safe ☕️🌹🔪🥀 jax teller x f reader
one shots
♡ the 401 freeway 🌹 jax teller x f reader
♡ long time coming 🥀🌹 jax teller x f reader
♡ weightless 🌷jax teller x pregnant reader
♡ his best friends sister 🌹 jax teller x f reader
♡ only mine 💌🥀 jax teller x f reader
♡ only mine: part two 💌🌹 jax teller x f reader
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stranger things
[currently inactive]
♡ the movies series ☕️🌹🥀 steve, eddie x f reader
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💌 my writing prompts
album inspired
♡ this is why paramore
♡ endless summer vacation miley cyrus
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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I want you whipped into shape!
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mattodore · 3 months
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theo’s bedroom is slowly coming together
#river dipping#theodore doe#echthroi#ts4#ts4 edit#after the save broke yesterday morning for the fourth! time i finally pulled up mod manager and started looking through the hundreds of#conflicts i apparently had and also deleted well over 500+ duplicates... my mods folder is SO rancid i'm sure i missed some conflicts#bc see those dark blue pillows on theo's bed? those are actually white :) but for some reason when i move the pillows near the wall they#change color depending on the time of day... it's not just those pillows some other objects do it too... just closing my eyes at it <3#the bed and desk are where theo spends most of his time so i spent forever on them. his bed needed to be overwhelmed by stuff#there are... ten pillows i believe two large covers a sheet and a blanket. theo kind of just... burrows into the center and hides.#bunny boy behavior........ and yeah those are matthias's gloves on theo's desk <3#i have to recolor the stuff on theo's walls later. i imagine his walls are mostly empty and it's just the floors in his apt. that're messy#but i wanted sticky notes to help him remember things and that back wall is going to have matthias's art and love letters#<- which theo definitely takes down and hides whenever matthias actually comes over lmaoooo#also i finally moved all of the pins from theo and matthias's boards over to @theodoredoe (mattodore was taken 😞)#i wanted a place just for my oc boards and i also wanted to be able to add sections to each oc's boards so! new acc!#yk how i mentioned theo's board looking so cluttered? yeah so. figured out it's bc over half of his board is just quotes#i made a section and threw all the 200+ quotes in there and will slowly put some of them in his main board#his board just looks so much better now like i'm so happy about it 🥰 it was definitely worth the time#OH ALSO!!!! IF ANYONE HAS SOME DEAD PLANT CC PLEASEEEE SEND IT MY WAY!!!!#theo really loves just. ripping plants and flowers out of the ground and taking them home to put in little pots but. he always kills them#jsknndkhj so i need dead plants!! limp!! DEAD!!!!#but i seriously can't find any#anyway... that's my build update <3 fr not much has happened bc i've had to start over four :) separate :) times :) but it's getting there.#i miss mattodore tho...... gkhjndfkhjn so i might take a break and get some poses and an edit going soon
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knightforflowers · 1 month
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chibi charm concepts of my Ethersea designs I want to make for myself soon,,,I need to have them with me always
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sleepsucks · 10 months
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densitywell · 10 months
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thinking many ashrym thoughts rn. orym came back from issylra at his worst and ashton, somehow, has come out at their best. ashton wants to be a hero, to inspire people, to save the world; orym wants to get revenge on those who killed his family. when he's pushing the rest of the hells to go back to the key barely an hour after they've reunited, it's ashton who pulls them towards taking some desperately needed time to decompress.
ashton doesn't regret a single thing that happened in hearthdell. orym says they made compromises to get back to the hells. orym has admitted that he can't really grapple with one side of the gods debate because its the belief his family was killed over, while ashton is specifically exploring the ideologies most associated with the hishari. they both believe in people, and are dead set on destroying ludinus, and ashton thinks that maybe the gods deserve to die and orym is sure that they should live. orym is covering up, dressing in the standard armor of his people. ashton is standing out, taking the old things he loves and turning them into something new.
and yet the two of them, as a pair, still function the same. they move around, through, above and below each other as easily as they have for quite some time now. ashton loves zephrah, and orym is happy to have him there. two people who on the surface appear wildly different, whose lives feel like strange twisted mirrors, and yet who have developed this wordless understanding and love and respect for each other regardless. one that still holds - for the moment, at least - even as it feels like they're only moving farther apart.
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theloopus · 1 year
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y'all look at this beautiful Sam comm i got from @juliannegriepp !!! <333 my wife she's perfect......
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vamprisms · 22 days
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i do despise how bethesda fallout doesn't have like. story-based consequences for doing evil shit. your dad saying he's disappointed doesn't count todd
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cinnamonsly · 8 days
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sorry for the inactivity here i literally have not been drawing at all😐😐😐 like i want to but i have 0 motivation and 0 ideas. sigh
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jichanxo · 2 months
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workplace romance, or something
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dragynkeep · 10 months
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Yang in volume 1:
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Yang in volume 9:
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Yang in volume 2:
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Yang in volume 9:
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Yang was more mature in the early volumes than she is now change my mind
They fr just butchered Yang's character and stripped her of all the positivies she had in the earlier volumes, supposedly before her "development".
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thisreadswhatever · 2 years
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💌 the things you touch
18+ only minors please do not interact
welcome to my blog! i’m new to writing so please bare with me as you read my work! i’m always looking for feedback and suggestions! trying to find the will to write for anyone but jax is a struggle but i’m willing to branch out where i can.. requests are always welcome and much appreciated!
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jadafitch · 1 year
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January!
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livesincerely · 5 months
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possessive jack in the merlin au in these trying times??? (no pressure though i love your work sm any writing of yours at all is enough fuel for weeks worth of my bedtime stories)
The upcoming tourney means that training has increased tenfold, which means that the amount of time David spends repairing, cleaning, and polishing Jack’s armor and weapons has also increased tenfold.
Granted, it could be worse: David’s managed to pawn off the worst of his duties to poor Garth so that he can focus on tasks too important to leave to others—namely the aforementioned armor and weapons. Which is why he’s sitting on the edge of the training grounds with a pair of pliers and a set of Jack’s chainmail, carefully replacing any rusted or damaged links with fresh ones, a gentle breeze tempering the worst of the afternoon sun.
Jack is properly in his element out here, watching with a keen eye as the knights run through their drills, calling out corrections and critiques in equal turns. Every now and then he demonstrates a particular sequence himself, the edge of his blade glinting majestically as it slices through the air.
David’s attention is so thoroughly split between his work and keeping watch over his Most Royal and Most Exasperating Pain in the Ass that it takes him a moment to realize that the shadow that’s fallen over him isn’t from a cloud, but from someone sidling up beside him.
“Uh, hello?” he says, squinting up at the unexpected company. “Can I help you?”
“I certainly hope so,” the stranger says. He’s dressed in a dark tunic with a sword sheathed across his hip, leather braces strapped around his wrists and a plate buckled across his chest. “Do you know if visiting knights are allowed to train on the grounds or should I find somewhere else to run through some drills.”
“That’s a question quite a bit above my station,” David says, recognizing the crest stamped into his armor as from one of the northern delegations. “Sir Sean or Sir Albert would be the ones to ask, to be sure, but in my experience the answer will likely be no. I think there’s a separate area set up in the East Courtyard.”
“Could I trouble you to show me the way?” the knight asks. “I find myself becoming hopelessly lost when I try to navigate the citadel alone.”
“I’m sure I could slip away for a moment,” David agrees, setting aside his pliers. He glances back across the training yards and Jack seems more than occupied, walking one of the younger knights through a disarming sequence. “I understand more than most how difficult it can be to find your way around the castle.”
“Thank you, kindly.” He offers David a hand up, and once he’s on his feet, he bows low over their clasped hands and presses a kiss to David’s knuckles. “I am Sir Camden of Rhodia, and graciously in your debt.”
“Oh, it’s no trouble, really,” David says, blushing furiously at the gesture. “My name is David.”
“David,” Sir Camden repeats. “A lovely name for an even lovelier creature.”
He offers his arm as David tries not to stanmer, thoroughly flustered in the face of such an unexpected compliment.
“There’s no need for flattery,” David says, hoping he doesn’t sound as ruffled as he feels. “I’ve already agreed to show you the way.”
“There’s always time for flattery,” Sir Camden disagrees lightly, his expression bright with good humor. “Especially for one as clearly deserving of it as you.”
“O-oh, well—“
“David!”
David turns towards the shout to find Jack stalking toward him at a steady clip, jaw clenched and brow furrowed.
“And where do you think you’re going? We’ve still got several more hours of training,” Jack informs him sharply, as if David wasn’t already fully aware.
“Prince Johnathan,” Sir Camden says, sinking into a deep bow at Jack’s approach. “It’s an honor to finally meet you, I am Sir Camden if Rhodia.”
“A pleasure, I’m sure,” Jack says, crisply polite. He’s got his war face on for some inexplicable reason, the look in his eyes as hard as stone. “And why, exactly, are you attempting to abscond with my manservant?”
“My apologies,” Camden says carefully, his eyes flitting uncertainly between David and Jack and back again. “David had just agreed to escort me to the secondary training grounds—I’m afraid I’m still at a loss when it comes to navigating the castle grounds. Perhaps, if he could be spared for a few minutes—“
“He cannot,” Jack cuts in firmly, offering no further explanation. “However, I’m sure Sir Anthony would be more than happy to show you.”
Tony steps forward as if summoned from thin air, face settled in a polite mask. “It’s right this way.”
“Of course,” Sir Camden acquiesces, nodding politely at the clear dismissal. “Thank you, my lord.”
Jack doesn’t respond, returning Camden’s farewell with a curt nod of his own. The moment the two of them are out of earshot, David swats at Jack’s arm.
“What was all that about?” he demands.
“Getting friendly with the visiting nobles, are we?” Jack asks with a scowl. “I thought you were convinced that one of them was some kind of assassin in disguise?”
“I was just being nice! He’s the one that came up to me,” David defends, though he’s not quite sure what it is he’s supposed to be defending. “And it would’ve been a great way to gather information on the delegation from Rhodia if you hadn’t interrupted.”
“Oh, is that what they’re calling it now?” he mutters. “Because Sir Camden,” —Jack spits the man’s name like it’s the vilest of curses— “seemed interested in a lot more than a friendly escort.”
“You’re being ridiculous,” David informs him, rolling his eyes.
“I’m being— I’m being ridiculous?” Jack somehow manages to make sputtering look handsome and regal because he’s an ass that way. “If he’d taken any more liberties he might as well have asked for your favor!”
“Oh, please,” David scoffs. “As if I’d give my favor to anyone but—“
He stops, the rest of the words caught in his throat.
Jack wheels on him like a hunter who’s finally caught wind of his prey. The look in his eyes has shifted somehow, that flinty gaze settling into something softer, but no less intense, his irises glinting like twin flames.
“Anyone but…?” Jack echoes softly.
David takes a deep breath, his heart hammering against his rib cage. “You’re impossible,” he murmurs.
“I could say the same thing about you,” Jack replies, and he reaches up, catching the edge of David’s neckerchief between his thumb and forefinger.
“Jackass.”
“Smartass.”
They share a smile, only for the two of them.
Finally, Jack says, “Back to work, Jacobs. And don’t let me catch you flirting with any more visiting knights.”
“So, the Manhattan knights are fair game?” David jokes.
Jack’s smile sharpens. He tugs at David’s neckerchief: just the once, just enough for the fabric to bite into his skin.
“The Manhattan knights know better,” he corrects.
And with that parting shot, he saunters away.
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sleeping-donkey · 5 months
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[Redemption AU]
Adudu and Ejojo gets haunted, more at 11
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Bonus:
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cadmusfly · 4 months
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YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAH
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PACKING PEANUTS
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