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kinzis-writing · 7 months

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Summary: After a horrible break-up, Y/N, decided to pack up and move her life from Buffalo, NY to Cincinnati, OH. She would be closer to her manager and she would be in the area where her podcast began. What she didn’t expect was to find a new relationship in another football player. <summary freaking sucks, and I wish I could write my summaries better but they are what they are.>

Pairing/Fandom: Tee Higgins x Fem! Reader! (NFL)

Warning(s): use of Taylor swifts songs as own (all rights go to her), bad guy! Josh Allen (sorry), fluff, maybe some angst, a few choice words.

All music, gifs, photos, etc. goes to their rightful owners. I am just using these in my imagine, so please don’t be rude.

I hate how I ended this, but I was not sure exactly how you wanted it! let me know if you wanted something different! based on this request. *Not edited so may have grammar/spelling erros.*

“How dare he! How dare he say that I am too immature and that’s why the relationship ended.” Y/N spoke to her friend Olivia who was sitting down beside where she was standing.

The girl had moved back to Cincinnati over eight months ago, her and josh had been broken up for a little over a year now. He had already moved on, seeing as he had made the news with an actress.

“Actually he said that he dated a lot of immature girls and that’s why he’ll never date someone younger than him again.” Olivia corrected Y/N as she gave the girl a look.

“I’m going to kill him.” Y/N grumbled as she plopped down on the couch.

“Woah, who’s going to face the wrath of Y/N today?” Joe burrow asked as he walked into the living room and gave Olivia a kiss before placing his bag down. Ja’Marr, Tee, Logan, Sam, and Tyler made their way in after him.

“Josh, that’s who.” Olivia spoke up knowing that Y/N was in distress right now. “Trying to ruin her reputation.”

Y/N huffed at what Olivia told the guys before glancing around at the Bengals players. “I’m pissed, but maybe it’s because I’m too immature.” She mocked, throwing her head back. “That dick acts like I was ten years younger than him. I’m 24, and he’s 26.” Y/N then turned to Logan who she knew had played college ball with Josh. "Did he ever try to ruin any of his other ex's?"

Logan shrugged not really knowing what to say. He had played with Josh in Wyoming, but was unsure about much else concerning his love life. What the guys did know was that Y/N was far from immature and everyone on the team loved her, the significant others included.

"He's just mad because he lost the best girl he ever had." Tee spoke up, the guys nodding in agreement.

It was no secret that Tee and Y/N were close. They were often mistaken for a couple when they were out in public together and the two had set the record straight multiple times. After Y/N moved to Ohio, Tee was the one to help her through the rough patch of healing from her break-up with Allen.

"Channel that anger into a number one hit and put him in his place." Sam suggested as he sat down on one of the chairs in the living room.

"I've already started," Y/N mumbled getting all the attention on her. Usually she shared her songs with Tee or Olivia. This one had been kept secret because she wasn't sure how she felt about it. "I don't know how I feel about because I wrote it about Josh and then one of my songwriting friends wrote one part and it doesn't even match him."

Olivia gave Joe a knowing look before he nodded and left the living room, returning with a guitar that Y/n had accidentally left. "You are not leaving this house until you give us a snippet." Olivia spoke sternly while Joe placed the guitar in Y/N's lap.

The girl rolled her eyes before gesturing for everyone to sit down, tee making sure to sit next to her, she opened up her phone and ran over the lyrics quickly. "you know what they say, you can't help who you fall for. And you and I fell like an early spring snow, but reality crept in, you said we're too different. You laughed at my dreams, rolled your eyes at my jokes. Mr. Superior thinkin' do you have all the space that you need? I don't have to be your shrink to know that you'll never be happy and I bet you think about me."

"That'll do it." Logan spoke before letting out a laugh. Y/N rolled her eyes and sat the guitar down on the coffee table.

"I bet you think about me, is the name of the song." Y/N mumbled before standing up, "I think I'm going to go. I have to record a podcast episode tomorrow and I need to get ready for that."

"I'll walk you out." Tee offered as Y/N told their friends bye.

Y/N collected her stuff before going to slip on her shoes. She and tee slipped out of the Burrow household and made their way to her Toyota. She carefully put her items in the backseat before turning to face her best friend.

“I, uh, I just wanted to tell you that I’m fully over Josh.” She spoke up her gaze locking on the guy she has liked for the past five months. “You’ve helped me through everything and I just didn’t want you to think that it was all for nothing. I just worry about my jobs and such.”

Tee nodded, “I know.” He assured her. He quickly opened her car door once he realized she was going to open it. “Do you want company tomorrow?”

A grin made its way onto Y/N’s face, “I’d like that.”

“Yeah?” He asked. His own smile growing in his face. Y/N nodded before biting her lip. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you, Tamaurice.” Y/N replied causing the man to groan.

“Really, why you gotta use my full name.” Y/N just smirked before getting in her car and slowly pulling out of the drive to head towards her house.

"What's your take on the whole "every NFL player cheats on their significant other" thought process?" Y/N asked as she sat across from one of her friends, Allison Kuch. Her husband had previously played for the Cleveland browns and that was how the two girls had gotten close.

"I hate it." She laughed as she glanced at the two guys sitting behind the camera. Isaac was sitting next to Tee as the girls recorded Y/N's podcast episode. "I don't particularly think that the NFL would make someone cheat."

"Right." Y/N nodded, "If they are gonna cheat then they will no matter their job." Y/N finished.

"I read many articles about that being your case and I was like.. that doesn't sound right. I think it's funny how the media takes things and runs with it." Allison spoke into the microphone.

Y/N let out a small huff before nodding her head, "yeah, they do. I remember when the news hit that Josh and I broke up, which we had been broken up for two months before media and fans put it together. There were articles saying I was out with another guy in New York and then there were some saying Josh was hanging out with his ex and others. It was definitely many lies being told." Y/N agreed before moving onto the next question.

"I have a question for you, actually." Allison spoke up gaining the attention of Y/N. "Do you think that Josh ruined any plans to ever get with a professional athlete again?"

The question had gained the attention of Tee who was talking to Isaac about the upcoming football season. Y/N let out a nervous laugh, "Uh, no. I mean, the whole immature jab was hurtful but if you have bitter ex's then." Y/N shrugged not knowing how to continue that sentence. "My thought process is that one guy does not define the entire population. Josh does not define the NFL men population, you know?"

Allison nodded before the two carried on with the episode and eventually called it quits. After the podcast was over, Allison and Isaac had told the two goodbye and left to head back to their hotel. Tee was helping Y/N pick up her podcast room and get her equipment situated before they had shut the lights off and closed the door.

"You hungry? I was thinking about making dinner." Y/N mumbled as she walked into her kitchen and leaned back against the counter. She was trying to think of what to make that sounded good to her. Truth be told, since her break-up she hadn't been eating as much which was causing her to lose weight.

"I'm good with whatever." Tee shrugged as he came to a stop in front of her and leaned against the island. "Does it bother you that people ask about Josh?"

The girl in front of him shrugged, "Not really. He's part of my past and people want to know, and I think talking about it can be healing." she explained thinking about her past with the NFL quarterback. "Does it bother you that people ask about him?"

Tee was taken back by that question. He was not expecting to have her reconcile that question back to him. "A little, maybe." He muttered not knowing how she would take the new information.

Y/N nodded, the butterflies swarming in her stomach. "Can I play you a song that I've been working on?" she asked almost shyly. It was strange for her not to be outgoing around him. He had been her best friend for almost a year now and she had never cowered under him.

"Course." Tee agreed as he followed Y/N to her living room. She had her guitar, notebook, and pen laid out neatly on her coffee table.

Y/N picked up her guitar once they got situated on the couch and started the chords for the song. It was an upbeat song which she would have to give him an idea of what the acoustic would sound like. "we kept everything professional, but something's changed, it's somethin' I like. They keep watchful eyes on us, so it's best that we move fast and keep quiet. You won't believe half the things I see inside my head, wait 'til you see half the things that haven't happened, yet." She sang carefully.

Her eyes stayed on the notepad as she sang, scared to see her best friend's reaction. "but what would you do, if I went to touch you now? What would you do if they never found us out? what would you do if we never made a sound? Cause I can see you waitin' down the hall for me, I can see you up against the wall with me, and what would you do? baby if you only knew. That I can see you, throw your jacket on the floor, I can see you make me want you even more, what would you do, baby if you only knew. That I can see you." She finished singing the snippet of her almost finished song.

Y/N carefully laid her guitar back in its previous spot and turned towards her best friend. "What do you think?" she asked nervously.

The Bengal's wide receiver nodded, "it's great." He told the girl his honest opinion. "Did someone inspire it or was it one of those late-night thoughts you get?"

"You, inspired it." Y/n mumbled knowing that it was now or never to get her feelings out there. She wanted to tell him before he met someone else and did not have the chance for him to see her like that. Tee stared at her for a good couple of minutes unknowing what to say. "Can you please say something?" she asked after the long silence. Her stomach was churning from nerves.

"You wrote a sexual song about me?"

"Now you make it sound horrible." Y/n muttered as she stood up trying to ease her stomach. The bile was slowly rising in her throat and she was unsure of how to take back what she had just said. "It's fine that you don't feel the same way, really. We can forget that I ever said anything."

"We could," Tee spoke as he stood up, causing Y/N's throat to burn even more. "Or we could make your song a reality..." he trailed. Y/n froze on the spot, her churning stomach coming to a halt as she felt relief flood her body. "What was it again?" He asked pretending to think. "I can see you up against the wall with me?" he asked. Y/N nodded unsure of his next move.

Without warning, he lifted her up by her thighs and placed then around his toned waist and carefully walked them backwards until her back hit the hallway wall. Y/n's heart was beating in her chest, her stomach was fluttering. The girl raised her eyes up to meet his brown ones, the closeness of them making her yearn for him. "You feel the same way?" she mumbled not sure what to say as her hands landed on the back of his neck. His braids tickled her knuckles a bit, but it was a feeling she loved.

Instead of answering, he carefully leaned closer and locked lips with the girl he had wanted since he met her. It was everything that they had both expected and even more than what they were expecting.

*About a year and some months later* (I guess around this 2023 season)

The last year had been going great for Y/N, she had her man that she was in love with, she had a successful album which consisted of her single about Josh and the one about Tee, and better yet, her relationship had been kept private for the most part.

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The game had not gone as expected, many thought that the Raven's would lose but it turned out to be a loss for the Bengals. Y/N was still extremely proud of Tee, he had gotten 12 of the 24 points that they had made. Fans were leaving the stadium, most wearing Bengals gear, while some were in Raven's gear.

"Hi," a voice stopped Y/N as she was starting to head towards the Bengals locker room. "Can I get a picture?" The younger girl asked holding out her phone. Y/N gave the girl a smile and nodded before bending down to her level and getting a picture of the two. "Thank you. I really like you being friends with the Bengals, my dad makes me wear a raven's jersey because my mom likes Joe burrow."

Y/N gave the little girl a small smile, "well, I'll make sure to tell Joe and the team all about you." she said softly before she felt a presence beside of her. "It was nice to meet you."

"You too, thank you to much!" the fan replied before running off to find her family.

Y/N stood up and turned around to be met with Olivia who was probably heading to wait for Joe. Both girls headed towards the locker room and stopped outside when they could hear Zac Taylor’s voice. He was ranting while also trying to encourage them not to give up. It was obvious to Y/N that he was trying to get onto the team while keeping their hopes high.

Pretty soon after coach was done ranting, the boys started walking out talking amongst themselves. “Hey you.” Y/N greeted Tee softly once she seen him and pushed herself off the wall. “You did good out there.”

“Coulda been better.” Tee shrugged as his arms went to wrap around her waist.

“Hey!” Y/N scolded slightly. “12 points is still amazing.” She assured, her hands locking around his neck.

Tee gave her a small smile and pulled her into him. Their season was starting out horrible, and every single one of them hated it. Y/N squeezed her boyfriend before pulling back a bit, "You ready to get out of here?" she asked softly a twinkling in her eye that Tee had caught.

"for sure."

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neonhelper · 8 months

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Natalia Dyer as Chloe Lake in season 1 of Based on a True Story

#ndyeredit #nataliadyeredit #based on a true story #strangerthingscastedit #chloe lake #natalia dyer #gifset #*#she looked so good in this i wish she had more scenes #bigger set coming to the multifandom most likely #and ofc gif pack coming soon

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dinemunyu · 9 months

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spoilers (in the tags too) ahead

this was going to be a fun lil shitpost for vash's birthday, then i thought, 'what if it's not fun and wholesome anymore' and ended up spending WAY too much time and energy on this on another note, im still not over them actually like

i'VE SCOURED ALL 15 pages of trigun angst on ao3 and no, i've not read all of them yet

#last summer i obsessed over hualian nOW IT'S VASHWOOD #I HATE IT HERE AA #istg this was supposed to be a fun blog for documenting my progress #multifandom my ass #trigun #vashwood #still has me on a chokehold #ASD;FASDFA;SAFAS PLEASE THEYRE SO TRAGIC WHYYY #jk please stay that way so i can get my daily dose of vashwood grief/mourning bedtime stories #I READ THIS ONE FIC TOO THAT DETAILED HOW VASH DUG HIS GRAVE HAHSAAHAHAH A HAHAH #HAHAHHAHSAHUHUhuhu #gravedigger on ao3 if ur up for it #trigun spoilers

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sleuth-mila-young · 1 month

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🔍 PROMO 🔎

A black screen awaited any viewer who dared to tune in. Judgement here was long gone, it being passed onto the unrighteous. A sizzling, static noise struck the shadow-filled display, absent of any empathetic touch.

...!

"OW!"

A shriek of pain interrupted the solitude.

To follow the yelp, a long, quiet rustle was audible on the other end. Though whatever waited on the other end wasn't visible, the panicked, hurried sounds spoke for them all the same. Rustling and rummaging hissed through the blackened screen. The mental picture could easily be put into your mind.

...After a minute or two of agonizing and awkward waiting, the camera finally took focus, colors flooding the screen. What stood in plain view was a short gentleman with tanned, bronzed skin and short, black curly hair. They smiled sheepishly, smoothing back their hair and brushing off their suit. "...It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." They nodded politely, putting a gloved hand on their heart. "We don't know each other yet, but... I hope we will come to. I'm Mila Law Young, a detective at the Royal Court Agency."

"For a back of a better word, I have gotten wind that thing's have been... risque, around these parts, wouldn't you say? An assortment of crime running in these dark, shaded backstreets, hiding under our noses... And I simply cannot live with the idea that innocent civilians are getting mixed in the middle of it."

"So... that's why I'm here!" Mila beamed, grinning from ear to ear. "To protect and serve! To get to the bottom of these terrible sins that are haunting our youth! Whatever you need, please don't hesitate to contact me. Please remember that I'm a resource, an ear to listen, and, hopefully, a friend."

The sleuth bowed, looking up with a wink. "...I'm at your service."

@ask-a-gremlin @ask-shslpianist @ask-miu-iruma @a-perfect-wish @scxrs-will-fade @roguesinger @ask-the-ultimate-cosplayer @photographic-misery @obsolete-journalist @demons-for-darling @candy-cocktail @ultimate-class-rep @depths-of-hope-and-despair @devoted-nychta and anyone else not tagged! feel free to jump in/ignore!

#mila young 🔎#ask blog #oc askblog #original character #mila is a long established oc #been around for what... five years? six years atp? an extremely long time basically #many people know them well and have a long history with them! used them in two kgs and countless one off rps #they may or may not be referenced! but mostly im looking to start a new beginning with mila #so i thought why not bring them over to tumblr? i followed so many askblogs back in the day might as well make my own!#big shout out to the new story discord group who really encouraged me to make this. love you all 💜#please feel free to interact -- even if you havent been tagged!#multifandom muses too are welcome. anyone and everyone is welcome!#even if mila has danganronpa styled sprites i wanna int with as much people as possible!#smell you all later 💞#mod sherb 🍨

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chasingmidnights · 1 month

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A Brutal Life Series: Part Three - Just Another Manic Monday

Title: Just Another Manic Monday

Summary: With the most recent nightmares plaguing you, you nearly forgot about your lesson with Jake.

Warnings: First, this is 18+, minors DNI!!! Warnings to look out for (but not limited too): implied previous abuse; nightmares; some mild angst; implied stalking/harassment; Jake Jensen (he’s a warning, okay!); Bucky Barnes (he’s also a warning, okay!); mild cursing; and I think that’s it. I apologize if I missed anything, but you are responsible for what you read and your own media consumption. I do not claim to be a professional writer, any and all mistakes are my own; nothing is beta read.

Wordcount: 2,022

The rain softly beat against your window as you laid in your bed and you were wide awake. You reached for your phone and instantly groaned when you saw what time it was, four in the morning. After placing your phone back onto the bedside table, you rolled over to your side to try to get some more sleep, but you knew it would be fruitless. You were so tired though, you just wanted a good night’s sleep, was that too much to ask for? Your nightmares have been more consistent recently and in full force, you were actually starting to dread sleep. Not only did you have to go through the abuse once, but now again in your dreams. Frustrated, you decided to give up on your sleep and threw the comforter and sheets off of you and climbed out of bed.

You tiredly made your way to the kitchen and started to make yourself some tea as quietly as you could. Once you had your tea just the way you liked it, you took a seat at the bay window and wrapped a blanket around your legs. You watched the rain trickle down the window and listened to the soft rumble of the occasional thunder. You sipped on your tea as you sat there, you had always liked the rain, it always brought you a sense of comfort. Even now as your thoughts swirled in darkness. As you sat there, your past weighed heavily on you, it consumed you most days, being able to think of nothing else and all of the horrible shit the universe put you through. Your younger and more innocent self always believed that there was some hidden reason for everything one person went through, but she was a damn fool. The older, more cynical you, now knows that sometimes you just get drawn a bad hand and there’s no rhyme or reason to it, some were just born to suffer. You let out a small sigh before lifting your tea cup up to your lips and taking a long drink of your tea. The tea warmed you up a little bit and brought you some comfort, but tea can only do so much, it’s not a cure-all.

You’re not really sure when or how, for that matter, but you managed to drift off to sleep and for once, it wasn’t plagued by nightmares. When your vision comes to as you start to wake up, the warm morning sun was beating down on you. You started to stretch as you looked around and as you did, you saw Wanda in the kitchen making her coffee. A soft smile formed on your lips as the fresh brew filled your nostrils, you always did enjoy the smell of fresh coffee in the morning. But then it dawned on you, if Wanda was awake, then it had to be at least nine and you were going to be late to meet Jake.

“Shit!” You tossed the blanket off of you and quickly scrambled to your feet and bolted past Wanda to get ready.

“Well, good morning to you too!” Wanda chuckled as she saw your reaction to the time.

You hurriedly put together an outfit and threw your hair into a messy bun. As you hobbled around to put your converses on, you called out to Wanda. “Why didn’t you wake me?!”

As Wanda remained in the kitchen, she shook her head playfully. “Didn’t know I was supposed to! And besides, you looked so peaceful, and figured you could use the extra sleep.”

A moment later, you came back out from your bedroom and narrowed your gaze at her. “You knew very well about my plans today.”

“Oh yeah, your date with Jake, right?” Wanda inquired, a smirk etched on her dainty mouth.

“It’s not a date, okay? He’s just showing me a few things to become more tech savvy, that’s all.” You explained quickly, before pausing for a moment. “But do I look alright?”

Wanda snickered as you asked that. “Right, not a date. As for how you look, you might want to make sure that your shirt isn’t inside out or backwards.”

You glanced down and immediately saw the tag wasn’t where it was supposed to be, causing you to groan. Even though Wanda was giving you a hard time about this whole thing, you were thankful that she had pointed that out. You rushed back towards your bedroom to fix the shirt, double checking to make sure it was the right way before leaving your room again.

“Much better.” Wanda said, as she looked up from the paper she was reading.

“Thanks. I’m not sure when I’ll be back, but I’ll keep you posted.” You said as you grabbed your keys and purse before walking out the door.

Wanda playfully shook her head as she watched you leave. She knew it was only a matter of time for the two of you.

Jake let out a heavy sigh as he stood at the counter with Bucky, who glanced over at him and shook his head. It’s been ages since he’s seen his friend act this way over a girl, let alone a girl he barely knows.

“Jake, you’re being ridiculous, you know that, right?” Bucky commented on his friend’s attitude.

“How so? I’m doing inventory.” Jake replied, pausing for a moment to look over at Bucky.

Bucky scoffed at Jake’s answer as he ran his fingers through his hair and countered Jake’s statement. “That’s bullshit and you know it, that sigh wasn’t about inventory.”

Jake arched a brow as he stopped what he was doing and crossed his arms. “You keep track of the different sighs that I have? That’s kind of weird man.”

Bucky was about to reply when you walked into the storefront. “Saved by the bell.” Bucky muttered under his breath.

A groan quickly followed Bucky’s mutter as Jake slapped him on the back of the head, causing Bucky to reach back and rub the spot. Upon seeing the action, you stopped in your tracks, tilting your head a bit as you made sure not to drop anything. Since you were running late, you had decided to stop and get coffee and treats as a way to apologize.

“Did I come at a bad time?” You asked as you adjusted the box in your hands, make sure not spill any coffee.

“Hey, girl scout, of course not. What did you bring us this time?” Bucky inquired, his eyes on the box in your hands.

You glanced between the two of them, before you accepted Bucky’s answer. “Just some treats and coffee as a way to apologize for being late this morning.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” There was a short pause as Jake came around the counter, a huge smile on his face. “Here, let me help you with that.” Jake offered as he carefully took the box from you.

“Oh, thank you, Jake.” You smiled at him, butterflies already starting to form. “Um, I wasn’t sure how you guys liked your coffee, so I got everything on the side.” You said, before handing Bucky and Jake their coffees.

Bucky smiled at you before he took a drink of his coffee. “Black coffee is all I need, thanks girl scout.”

“It’s no problem, really.” You replied, before glancing over at Jake, who was putting three packets of the raw sugar into his coffee.

“Just need a dash of sweetness in mine.” Jake said, before taking a sip.

Once the coffee and treats were served, you and Jake went back to his office. You watched him as he got everything set up, he moved so elegantly and quickly that a part of you was almost in awe by his movements.

“Hey, sorry I was late.” You said after a while, breaking the silence that had formed.

Jake paused as he glanced over his shoulder to look at you. “No worries. Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I just haven’t been sleeping well lately, but I’ll be okay. Especially when you show me all of your tricks and we figure out who’s messing with me.” You answered as honestly as you could, not wanting to reveal too much.

Jake looked you over for a moment. He had a feeling that there was something else, but he didn’t want to push you; after all, he barely knew you. “Well, let's get started shall we? Here, have a seat.”

You smiled as you did as Jake told you what to do, but as soon as you did, a sinking feeling started to form in your chest as you logged into your email. You froze though as you saw all of the unopened emails from your harasser, you couldn’t believe there were so many of them.

“D-did these all just come in?” You asked, as you tore your gaze away from the screen to look at Jake.

Jake’s smile faded and his face became more serious. “Yeah, last couple of days, unfortunately. I’m trying my best, but damn, this person has it on lock down, it’s been nearly impossible to break through to get to the other side. Don’t worry though, I’m not gonna give up, I like a good challenge.”

You couldn’t help but admire his determination as he popped his tattooed knuckles. “Well, I definitely appreciate all of the hard work. Maybe if we can find out who this is, I can actually do something about it, have them arrested or something.” There was a short pause. “I have a question.”

“Shoot.” Jake said, gesturing for you to continue.

“Well, I was just thinking, should we back up these emails in case something happens?” You inquired as you took a shaky breath.

Jake started to scratch his chin, ruffling up the small, fine hair that was there. “You know, I hadn’t considered that, but if that’s something that you want me to do, I definitely can.”

You sat and thought about it for a moment before you answered. “Yeah, if it’s not too much trouble, I think I would like that.”

“You got it boss.” Jake said with a smile.

You smiled back at him and as you did, you could feel those pesky butterflies starting to form again. After a moment, you cleared your throat and you turned your attention back to your laptop.

“So, shall we get started?” You asked nervously, as you tried to focus on the laptop, while you waited for further instruction.

“If you’re sure that you’re ready, then yes, let’s get started.” Jake said, clearing his throat as well.

Once you left Jake’s shop for the day, you felt a little bit better. You knew a little bit more about what it was that Jake was doing and your computer skills didn’t feel so rusty. Could you do it on your own? Absolutely not, you still needed Jake.

As you walked back to your apartment, the evening breeze felt good to you and you could still smell the rain in the air from earlier this morning. A small smile had formed on your lips as you thought about how, for once, that life might be looking up for you. You didn’t want to get your hopes up though, life had been cruel to you for the most part. You should’ve known better than to think about hope though, as your phone beeped a couple of times. You stopped walking to answer it as you pulled your phone out of your purse. Your heart started to race as you saw a text from an unknown number. You took a deep breath and with shaking hands, you unlocked your phone and tapped on the message. As you did that though, you were filled with instant regret and your stomach dropped.

Unknown: Did you miss me, sweetheart? Because I’ve missed you. - C.B.

After reading the text a couple of times, you finally looked up and looked all over, but nothing stood out to you. You quickly tucked your phone away before you continued your way home, picking up the pace as you did.

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valeskawhore · 1 year

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“Y/n Dracula?”

Series/tv: series:3.5/?

Characters and paring(s): Wednesdays Addams x FEM!VAMP! reader! (Girlxgirl)

Word(s): 1.0k!!

Authors note: “HELLO AND SORRY FOR THE WAIT! THIS IS A HALF CHAPTER, THE OTHER HALF IS COMING OUT SOON! ENJOY!”

*~*~*~*~*

Exiting the dormitory, I met up with Abigail around the quad. She was assisting some of the other girls from Aurora hall in carrying a variety of plants into the back of a wagon wheel for our dorm mother, Marylin. Abigail placed one of the few last flowers in the wagon before sprinting over to me. It was a beautiful bright blue flower, with red thorns and vines twisting around the bud of the flower head.

She smiled very brightly before taking notice that I already had on my uniform with my schedule in hand.

Abigail wiped her hands. Her smile dropped, “You went without me..?” She mumbled.

I felt my heart sink.

Why did she look so much like a puppy after getting neglected? Big round hazel-nut eyes peered up at me softly, bottom lip untucked from her top, and her cheeks were so puffed out– I thought she was turning into ‘Violet Beauregarde’ without the weird skin discoloration from chewing untested gum.

I did my best to smile, “Marylin dropped them off shortly after you left. I meant to tell you but you had already been waiting for me, I’m sorry.”

Her face lightened up at my excuse, “Oh.. well that’s ok! Here! Come with me! I’ll show you around the quad.” Without another word, Abigail grabbed my arm and tugged me in the direction she was heading– only I didn’t budge a inch.

Like a boulder, I was intact and remained in my exact position from before. My eyes started to water from the deathly stench that began to cloud my nose. I gasped, throwing my hand over my mouth and nose in an attempt to stop the urge that began to boil violently in the back of my throat. I tripped over myself, feeling too weak to stand any longer.

It burned.

Abigail’s eyes widened as she laughed nervously, “Hey– hey-? Are you alright?” she asked. I couldn’t respond to her. The burning in the back of my throat had gotten so intense— I could not breathe.

I fell to the ground and Abigail began to scream for help as my vision clouded. Soon before I lost consciousness completely– I heard various voices and people’s stomping began to crowd me. Some gasped and some screamed for help while others ran for it. I did my best to stay conscious though, my muscles started to spasm vigorously.

‘Was I dying?’ I asked myself, ‘I had never been in so much pain before.’

Abigail started to cradle me in her arms. I clenched onto her sleeve, heaving.

Everything went black.

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I awoke to a dim light, and the feeling of weariness all around me. Something didn’t feel right. I cracked open my eyes and memories from the incident began to flood my mind like deja-vu.

I did my best to sit up, my rib cage felt as though it was being stabbed by a thousand knifes,

And that wasn’t even the half of it—My lungs burned as if they were sitting on the eternal flames of hell themselves too.

I was in, what I assumed, was the nurses office. It was so bright, it was almost depressing.

Thankfully, the room was empty. I was in no mood for visitors right now. After what had happened, I started to understand why my father was so ashamed of me. I was weak.. And this was ridiculous.

I had never once, in my entire life, had been tired enough to be in a professional setting for the injured. My body always prevented me, Only… this time it didn't?

I hissed in pain trying to turn my body off the cot.

My fangs retracted from the roof on my mouth in response. “Damnit..” My eyes began to water. “This is so fucking stupid..”

I had gotten my left leg off the cot and was working toward my right when I heard footsteps in the hallway bouncing off the 100+ year old floors.

Before I had made anymore progress in trying to escape this stupid room, someone knocked twice outside the room and without waiting for a response, they entered anyways.

In view came a young man, with short, professional, combed over hair which slicked back tightly behind his ears. His worried eyes widened and was almost hidden behind his rounded framed glasses which sat atop his button nose. The stranger had a mole under his left eye, which crinkled up ever so slightly when a look of relief spread over his face.

He was wearing a school uniform, without his suit jacket overtop. His sleeves were rolled up, and his tie was very well maintained. He saw my look of confusion and smiled, “You're awake.”

I grumbled at the stranger, “Unfortunately.”

Without thinking twice, I hopped up from the bed, startling him. My body was healed enough, apparently to do so.

“O-oh! No! You can’t get up just yet!” he demanded, rushing over to me.

“Thanks,” I smiled, “But I'm fine. Though, If you wanna be somebody else’s knight in shining armor– pop your head into ‘Ophelia Hall’-- I heard shit always happens around there.”

I grabbed my schedule, pushing past him.

He grabbed my arm, I halted. “I’m Rowan,” he stuttered out. “I carried you here. The nurses wanted me to come check in on you… y/n? Right? As in.. The actual daughter of Dracula??”

Oh godddd he's a groupie..

I flipped around, “Rumors spread quickly around here, huh?”

“Indeed.. But not only that but I'm a huge fan of your fathers work! I’ve read all about him!” Rowan chuckled nervously. “My dad was really big on tracking vampires and learning all about them, ways to kill them, what their weaknesses are, ways to lore them–”

I stood there and stared at this kid with wide eyes. What the fuck is he talking about?

“Oh yeah?” I asked, putting his rambling to a stop.

He nodded sheepishly.

“Keep him then, you can have him.”

I ripped my arm out of his grip for the final time and made my way to the door. “Wait!” he called out. “What about your pain medication?”

“Shove it up your ass.” I slammed the door.

#funny story #wednesday adams #girl gothic #girl love #girls icons #wednesday #the addams family #thing addams #merlina addams #addams fanart #ily <3 #x reader #fanart #multifandom fanfiction

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aceofwhump · 2 years

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No. 23 AT THE END OF THEIR ROPE: Forced to Kneel

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sharky-the-idiot · 3 months

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I might've already said this but I feel it needs to be said again.

Multi-Fandom fanfics are such a funny idea to me. Because yeah. Multiple blorbos from multiple fandoms in one place. Nagito from Danganronpa and Sans (do I need to say where he's from??) kiss, why not? Captain Spaceboy from Omori and Space Outlaw from Bee and Puppycat could be brothers. Callie from Splatoon could get into a fight with White Lily Cookie from Cookie Run Kingdom only to have the fight broken up by Henry Clerval from Frankenstein. Anything can happen and I fucking love it. Like.. give me more please.

#help #i am slowly going insane #silly #im a dumbass #hmmmm #huh #lolol #fantic #multifandom fanfiction #shitpost #im not bold enough to main tag #i love seeing people make stories where their blorbos get in silly situations #multifandom crackfics are like. unironically. probably my favorite genre of fanfic.#its so fun and bizarre #because yeah.#sackboy from lbp learns what fuck means because bakugo from mha #objectively the funniest thing ever.

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abbloke · 8 months

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Part 2!!!

OOTM: Part 1

OOTM: Part 3

Heyyy Part 2 is here! :DD

Bet u can't guess who the new character is. Lol anyways I hope you guys like this! I was gone the whole day, we were outside buying stuff so I couldn't really draw but I did manage to make this last night! So here you go!

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WIP BIG BANG SIGN-UPS ARE LIVE!

The 2024 round of WIP Big Bang is now open for sign-ups! Any fandom is welcome, as long as the fic is 500 completed so far and will be at least 7,500 words upon its finishing. Signing up is easy: just fill out the form linked below after you read the FAQ and take a look at the schedule.

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juanasfanart · 1 month

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some art of many shows, games and movies i love (ft some goofy stuff) !!! <3

(i made these at school 7th grade lmao)

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sugashiro · 6 months

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just a little something from tiktok

#reverse 1999 #re1999 #重返未来1999 #mobile games #gacha games #multifandom #Felt philosophical might delete later :3 /j #But seriously #I wish people in this fandom would talk about the story/lore aspect of the game more it's SO fascinating

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𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓!

here's my masterlist (pretty short lol but i will be updating whenever i post something)

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ : indicates pre-smut ! ִ ࣪𖤐 : indicates smut ! 🧸ྀི : indicates fluff !

𑁍 : indicates angst/dark themes !

SCREAM VI ethan landry 🖤

after care with ethan 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

Tales Of The Shadows

introducing tales of the shadows!

chapter one ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

American Horror Story 🥀

ahs asylum;

Trapped In Briarcliff (kit walker) 𑁍

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13 Nights of Halloween: Campfire Stories; Story Ten

Title: Legends of Devil’s Bridge

Storyteller: Wanda Maximoff

Summary: A bridge with a long, nefarious history and maybe a portal?

Warnings: First, this is 18+, minors DNI!! The following warnings included but not limited to: angst; mentions of sacrificial rituals; murder; witch hunt; hangings; drownings; mentions of spiritual realms and ghosts/ghost apparitions; mentions of drinking; and minor cursing. I believe that’s everything and I apologize if I missed anything but you are responsible for what you read. By clicking keep reading, you accept these warnings and that you’re above the age of 18. I do not claim to be a professional writer, nothing is beta read, any and all mistakes are my own.

Wordcount: 1,034

The following night everyone gathered around the campfire once again. You couldn’t help but feel a little sad that in a few days this little camping trip would be over and it would be back to the real world. You loved these little camping trips and being able to spend time like this with your friends. You sipped on your hot chocolate as you waited for tonight’s story. The fire crackled and provided warmth on this chilly night.

“So, are we ready for tonight’s story?” Wanda asked as she finished off a s’more.

“Yeah, I’m down for another story.” Bucky said, taking a drink from his beer.

Johnny nodded along as he wrapped an arm around Wanda’s waist, pulling her close. “Of course we’re ready babe.”

“Great! So, I always heard this story growing up and was warned not to go near the Devil’s Bridge. It had a horrible history and even supposedly had a portal beneath it. The bridge was older than the town itself and made of stone and it went over a small river. With the way the arch of the bridge was made, it made a perfect circle with its reflection in the water. One of the oldest legends of the bridge is that it was used for several cult rituals. Some of the cults in the town that I grew up in truly believed that if they sacrificed something innocent at a certain time, a portal would open and they believed that they could travel through lands. Not just through lands, but also time itself. However, the only outcome that came from that was a strand of murders that lasted decades.

“Over the years, as the acts of the various cults died down, new forms of violence popped up. Several hangings happened at the bridge as well. One of the hangings that happened was because of a trade that went south. The trade was between two farmers and they were in the process of trading goods with each other. One of the farmers was supposed to receive good, high quality goats from the other farmer and in return, he was supposed to trade two of his horses. Instead though, he claimed that the goats were of poor quality and decided to hang the man for dishonoring their trade agreement. Once he hung the man, he kept the goats anyway and took over his land well. This horrible farmer did this to several others, his greed taking over him. It’s said that each spirit of the person that was hung at the bridge haunts it to this very day and are very angry spirits.

“Just as it seemed like the bridge was starting to see some peace, a new series of unfortunate events started to happen. The town that I grew up in had their own series of witch trials and went on a massive witch hunt. The townspeople would use the river beneath to determine if an accused person was a witch or not. Even though the river was small in width, it was quite deep. The townspeople and their leaders would bound the accused and strip them down to their undergarments. If the accused was innocent, the person would sink and drown, the river claiming them. If the person was a witch, it was believed that the river would reject them and cause the accused to float or bob in the water. Many innocent people died because of this, because of fear. After these so-called witch trials, the bridge became known as the Devil’s Bridge.

“Throughout the years, the bridge has been a hot spot for evil. Some people wondered if the portal theory was correct and wondered what was on the other side. Some people truly believed that hell itself was on the other side of the portal. People have tried and tried to test this theory out and through various methods. Some tried through sacrificial rituals, much like the cults. While others believed that the portal only opened at certain times of the day, at sunrise and sunset. People would wait for hours to try and see if they could cross through the portals on their boats. Of course, there are some that claim that the portal truly exists and have crossed over and back again. While others have left the Devil’s Bridge disappointed or finding something else entirely. Some, while exploring the bridge and trying to find the portal, have discovered that the bridge is haunted. People have claimed sightings of full body apparitions or small ghostly orbs floating through the darkness. On separate different occasions, people have reported that they went into a trance-like state and ended up losing hours of time. The Devil’s Bridge is filled with mysteries and lore and it’s hard to decipher what is true and what is made up. Or maybe, it’s all made up.”

A chill went through your body as Wanda finished her story. You forgot that things such as bridges and houses have a history of their own and have stories that go far into the past.

“Jesus, did we all grow up in fucked up places?” Jake asked as he shook his head, taking a long drink of his beer.

“Apparently.” Ari said, still trying to wrap his mind around Wanda’s story. He considered himself a skeptic when it came to rituals, the spiritual realm and ghosts.

“Wanda, did you ever explore this Devil's Bridge?” Natasha asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Of course I have. It’s almost like a rite of passage growing up in my town.” Wanda said, almost nonchalantly.

“Did anything happen?” You asked, curious to know if anything happened to your friend.

Wanda thought back to her own experience. “Nothing that I can remember. My brother though, that’s who I went with, he claimed that I started to act like a different person. But honestly, I don’t remember a thing.”

“Sounds like possession.” Andy commented, scratching the back of his neck.

Wanda shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe. But alright, enough about my story. Who’s next?”

The group went silent for a brief moment as everyone glanced around at each other.

“I’ve got one.” Steve said and you couldn’t help but smile up at him.

#13 nights of halloween #campfire stories #story ten #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff fandom #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff drabble #wanda maximoff storyteller #wanda maximoff au #elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen characters #multifandom event #multifandom

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