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workinatdapyramid · 1 year

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pretty boy

jack champion headcannons <3

m! speaks: we need more jack champion fics.. where’s the love for my baby boy :((((

* .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

posts you ALL the time like seriously this man cannot get enough of you

has to try every silly little tiktok trend on you ( even the filters )

“babe i promise this one is actually funny this time”

calls you baby (KMS)

takes you to all of his interviews

this man literally makes sure you bring snacks for him

“boys gotta eat” *shrugs*

PHYSICAL TOUCHHHHHHH

doesn’t matter where you are or who you are with, he always needs to be touching some part of your body

playing with your fingers while casually conversing with others

CLINNGGGGGYYYYYYYYY

refuses to take naps on the couch without you

when you finally agree to lay with him somehow he ends up knocking out on top of you

“jack i physically cannot breathe, get off”

“so you don’t love me anymore?”

brings you up ANYTIME ANYPLACE ( mainly interviews )

“who would you say is your go to person on set for advice?”

“if mason’s busy i’ll call my girlfriend until she answers. i could call her now if you want?”

follows you around like a damn puppy

he is a big simp for you and he knows it

HE HAS NO SHAME ABT IT

facetimes you everyyyyydayyyyy

“baby i miss you”

“jack i literally just left”

skincareeee queeeens

dedicated photo dumps of just you all over his feed

easily jealous.. if someone looks at you too long best believe he’s plotting

“i’ll kill him”

spam texts you while you’re asleep

jack 💗: wanna hear abt my day? i got to hang out with jenna and all of them today. it was sickkk

jack 💗: should i get pizza or tacos?

jack 💗: plot twist i got chic fil a

jack 💗: wyd rn????

jack 💗: y/nnnnnnnnnnn hellllooooooooooo

jack 💗: would you still date me if i was a worm?

y/n :)))) : jack it’s 1am

this man is sooo gooofy like cmon now

always gives you his hoodies

he loves when you wear his clothes

sends you every meme that pops on his fyp

he definitely has a playlist for you and every little date you’ve guys ever been on

will drag you to the gym with him just to keep him company

hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugsssss

his tall ass always leaning over you

flirting with you like there’s no tmr

dad jokes

always makes you laugh

loves your parents

he’s always offering to help your mom cook when he is over

calls trinity your guys adoptive daughter

always prefers being the little spoon

makes cringey couple tiktoks with you

EYE CONTACT ( mans can never not stare at you )

nose kisses

he literally adores you

* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

he’s so baby girl i love him so much ( prt 2???? )

might make a fic based on any of these ;) feel free to request in the comments or my ask box!!!! hope you guys enjoyed <3

#jack champion #jack champion x reader #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #spider x reader #avatar the way of water #x reader #headcannons #workinatdapryamid #🎫#drabbles #jack champion is so boyfriend i love him so much <3

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pradabambie · 3 months

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part 2 to this ask - rafexreader fight.

i'm finally back!! yay

let me know if you like this and remember request are always open <3 help your girl out in the creativity department hehe

it's been two weeks since you last saw or talked to rafe, and he was losing it.

normally, you two were practically inseparable, spending every moment together, a routine rafe had grown accustomed to.

his attempts to reach you were relentless.

he spammed your phone with calls and texts, even emails. he not only contacted you, but all your friends. he even showed up at your house a couple times, your parents insisting on the instructions you gave them: you didn't want to see him.

rafe even visited places you frequented, hoping for an encounter. today, luck was on his side. he spotted you sorting through the apples in your little pink gym shorts, and tapped your shoulder, careful not to startle you as you focused on the music coming out of your headphones.

you looked up at him, rolled your eyes and pressed pause on the spotify app "leave me alone, rafe" you asserted.

but as then you looked into his eyes, worn and red, dark bags under them. his hair was messy, and you could tell he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. his plea cut through the air.

"please, i'm beggin you. let me buy you a coffee or something. i need to talk to you. i need you. i miss you." his words were interrupted by a shaky sigh that left your lips.

"okay," you said, staring at him expressionlessly.

"what?"

"yes, okay, rafe. pick me up at six, and i'll have one cup of coffee with you. that's it."

a sudden grin lit up his face. "yes! yes, of course. i'll pick you up—"

"i have to go. see you later," you cut him off, not allowing him to finish.

the hours leading up to the meeting felt like an eternity for rafe. this coffee date represented his chance to mend things.

at exactly six, rafe, dressed in a shirt he remembered you liked, stood outside your door. you noticed his effort—neatly combed hair, a hint of cologne.

you greeted him with a nod, signaling readiness to get it over with. rafe, attempting to conceal his nerves, led you to his car.

the drive to the cafe was filled with awkward silences. once there, you both ordered drinks, enveloped in the familiar aroma of coffee. rafe took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts.

"i don't even know where to start," he admitted, eyes focused on his coffee cup.

you remained silent, waiting for him to continue. rafe took a moment to choose his words carefully, realizing the significance of what he was about to say.

"look, i messed up, okay? i took you for granted, i realize that. i miss us, and i can't stand being without you," he confessed, his gaze pleading for understanding.

you listened quietly, sipping your coffee, contemplating whether his words carried genuine remorse or were just another attempt to manipulate your feelings.

"i've been reflecting on everything, and i want to change. i want to be the person you deserve. please, give me another chance."

your response was measured. "i want to believe you, rafe, i really do. but how do i know this isn't another one of your little games?"

he pulled a red velvet box from his pocket, revealing a silver ring with your birthstone right in the center. "i got this for you. i know this doesn’t fix things, but it's a start. i remember you talking about a promise ring or something like that."

your eyes lit up looking at the ring, you had to admit rafe's good taste remained intact.

“it's gorgeous, rafe, but you can't buy me with this, okay?"

"i know. it's just a little visual aid. i want you for life. i promise to show you i'm committed to this, to you."

you paused, studying his words. the silence heightened rafe's anxiety.

"let's just say you're on probation," you finally said. "but i swear, rafe, mess up once, and—"

before you could finish, strong arms wrapped around you, lifting you off your seat, showering you with kisses. "yes, baby, anything you say," rafe declared, filled with newfound hope.

#mine #rafe #rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe x reader #obx #rafe cameron blurb #rafe concepts #rafe outer banks #rafe imagine #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron dark

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tw1l1te · 4 months

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blueberry₊˚✩⊹sal fisher x reader₊˚✩⊹

(Not edited, so please forgive men if there are grammatical/spelling errors. Random thought I came up with. Please let me know if you'd like more backstory/a continuation of this!

Sitting on top of Addison Apartments was a place to think. A place of silence except the sounds of breathing and the occasional shuffling around. You haven't been up here in a while, since the fight you and Sal had a few months ago.

₊˚✩⊹

"God you're such a hypocrite. You keep telling others to take care of themselves and not isolate, but yet you don't give two shits and don't even take your own advice. Not answering your phone or leaving your apartment for over two months? Do you know how worried Ash was? How heartbroken and distant Larry became?? We thought you were fucking dead Y/n. And after all that you decide to drop by and ask 'what's up'?" Sal seethed, his tone getting more hostile by the second.

You don't think you've ever seen him so angry.

"I'm sorry Sal, I didn't mean to make you all worry. That was the last thing I wanted you guys to feel. You know I don't handle my mental health well," you murmured, avoiding Sal's eyes. You could already feel the tears streaming down your face.

"Listen I get it Y/n, but you can't just cut us off like that. You made us all husks of what we used to be. Do you know how many nights I stayed up till the early morning just staring at my phone, hoping you'd at least call?? I couldn't even remember what you sounded like until today."

"Bluebe-"

"Don't call me that. You have no right calling me that after the months of heartbreak and worry you've caused us. Every time this happens, I get my hopes up in that you won't shut us out and disappear. I get disappointed every. Single. Time. You're lucky that Larry, Ash, and Todd are such forgiving people. You don't deserve them."

You mulled over his words. He was right. You didn't deserve them. All the affection and love that they gave you all for you to throw it down the drain when you got too ill. The hundreds of phone calls from Ash. The constant check-ins from Larry over the walkie-talkie, talking about stupid shit that happened that day or speaking softly about how much he missed you. Todd emailing you every few days asking how you were holding up and if you needed anything, but eventually those emails automatically went to spam. And Sal. Sal was probably the hardest to avoid.

He sat outside your apartment door for hours, talking, pleading you to let him in to talk. He brought snacks and slid them under the door, worried if you were eating enough. Playing his guitar for you through the walkie-talkie, hoping it would soothe you or cheer you up. Sliding random doodles and letters under the door so you had something to help remind you about how much they cared about you. How much he cared for you. You kept them all under the bed in a shoe box, reading over every word and cat doodle every single night.

"I can't do this again, Y/n. You've hurt me over and over and over again. Each time I expected it to end different."

He took a pause, waiting for a reaction or a word from you.

"We're done. I don't know about the others, but don't bother writing or talking to me. I can't do this anymore."

And with that, he headed downstairs, not sparing you a single glance back.

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You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard the rooftop door creak open.

You don't look back, hoping the person would get a hint and leave.

You hear the footsteps get closer, and stopping right beside you.

"Didn't think you came up here anymore." he mumbled, shifting uncomfortably.

Fuck. He was probably the last person you wanted to see right now.

"I come here to think." you stated, looking out to the street and nearby houses.

"Y/n, I'm sor-" "I'm leaving." you cut him off, already knowing what he was going to say.

You've thought about your time in Nockfell and decided that it was time for you to move on. You couldn't be stuck in a time capsule forever. The more time had passed, the more it had started to hurt being here and see reminders of what had happened. Reminders of him.

"What?" he whispered, finally looking at you.

"I need to move on. I can't be here anymore." you stated, trying to keep your voice level.

"You were right, I can't keep leaving people in the dark and constantly worrying them. I'll keep doing that if I stay here. I need to be somewhere else, I don't know where, but I'll figure it out."

"Y/n. If this is about what I said, I'm sorry, I was in a bad state too. I was just so worried that something had happened-"

"Sal, please stop. I'm not changing my mind. I'm leaving tomorrow morning-"

"What about Ash? Larry and Todd? What about me?? I need you here. It was wrong of me to shut you out, to ignore you. I'm so sorry, Y/n."

You finally looked at him, right into his blue eyes.

His hair had gotten longer, choppier, like he'd tried to cut it himself. No longer in the pigtails you loved. Seems like you'd both changed.

"I need to go, Sal."

You walk away, not looking back because if you did, you wouldn't be able to leave. You wouldn't be able to leave them. Leave Nockfell. Leave him.

"I'll see you around, Blueberry."

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#sally face #sally face x reader #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher x y/n #sal fisher #enemies to lovers #sally face x you

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bad268 · 2 months

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Can you please write a Pezzy x gn! reader for the truth or hydrate stream, where the reader admits that they’d date Pezzy & find him attractive (and maybe make some suggestive jokes), and how he & the others would react? I love your writing, by the way, keep up the great work!

Confess or Drink (Pezzy X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Miscellaneous

Requested: Clearly (did I start this the same way as the last one? Yes. Why? Because it’s from the same video, but trust, I did change it lol)

Warnings: Mentioned reader being on Adderall

POV: First Person (I/me)

W.C. 1547

Summary: A little too much alcohol and a little too much confessed.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Pinterest)

“What’s up gamers? How y’all doing today?” Droid started off as people began flooding into the stream. I was grabbing a couple of drinks from the fridge as the guys bantered back and forth before sitting next to Pezzy, closer to the computer to read the chat. “Someone wanna explain bruh? It’s a lot.”

“Bitch, it’s your thing!” Grizzy laughed along with Puffer and Pezzy while rolled my eyes and cracked open a Mike’s.

“Geez, we’re doing truth or drink,” Droid explained, going into deeper detail. Puffer, jokingly, started snoring, so Droid said, “Aye, quiet down in the back, yeah?”

“Chat says it's a slumber party,” I laughed, pointing out since the message was highlighted.

“Guys, take your shoes off, stay awhile. Slumber party!” Pezzy joked, enthusiastically. “Are your feet stinky?”

“Please don’t. I do not need chat spamming about feet for the next 2 hours,” I groaned as I leaned back. Droid was already pulling his shoes off and trying to smell them. “Can you not?”

“I can smell them from here actually! Those actually smell,” Puffer complained. Droid tried to smell his feet again, and he made a face before putting his shoes on.

“You realized they stink?” I asked rhetorically, chuckling as I took a drink. “Okay, what are we doing?”

“This is the dealio,” Droid started. “Truth or drink. If someone doesn’t want to answer a question, they have to take a shot.”

“Oh, this was meant to be hot sauce?” Grizzy asked, looking at the box.

“Yeah, it's a Hot Ones game,” I laughed, leaning over Pezzy to point at the box.

“He’s a pussy, dude,” Pezzy stated.

“Y’all keep it at 89 fucking degrees in this house. You think I want hot sauce right now?” Grizzy emphasized.

“That’s all Pezzy, bruh,” Droid muttered.

“Ok, ladies,” I interrupted. “Let’s just do the first card. Puffer can start ‘cause he’s at the end. Simple.”

“And this is why we have you,” Pezzy laughed. “Keep us on track.”

“Oh, yeah have the person who relies on Adderall to keep y'all on track,” You responded sarcastically. “Makes sense to me.”

“Okay, guys. What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve done?” Puffer read off the card before turning his attention to the rest of us.

“I shit my pants in a car ride home with my friends,” Grizzy said immediately. We all started talking over each other until Grizzy interrupted us, “I was like 8, bro!”

“I got one,” Puffer paused as Droid said that he knew it. “I fell in the San Antonio River.”

“OH! What the fuck?!” Droid shouted. All of us started laughing as Puffer told the story of the bike breaking and flinging him into the river. “There’s no ladder, so once you’re in, you’re in.”

“My dad took me to the track,” Droid started, going into a long story about how he shit himself immediately after arriving home. “I think I was just relieved to be home and I made it far enough.”

“Mine was when I was in school and I trusted a fart too much,” Pezzy began. “I had to call my mom and say I shit my pants.”

“Holy shit, guys! Literally!” I laughed as I finished my first drink. “While I did not shit myself after age 6, I ‘fell’ into the fountain in Las Vegas during the national anthem once for $100. Try explaining you’re broke to the police and them not believing you.”

“That’s crazy dude,” Pezzy laughed.

“Crazy? I was crazy once-”

“NO stop!”

“Who would you trade lives with?”

“Puffer?” Droid and Grizzy eyed him.

“Nah, I’m good. My answer is I’m good,” Puffer said fast.

“I think I’d be down to swap with Pezzy,” I chuckled, looking over to him. I held up my drink as if to cheers with him. “What do you say?”

“I’m down,” He agreed, clanking his bottle with mine.

“Who have you fantasized about in your life that you shouldn’t have? No celebrities allowed,” Pezzy read.

“Pezzy. Next question,” I said quickly.

“Why? Do you not want to admit who you’ve fantasized about?” Puffer laughed causing the rest to start laughing as well.

“What? I answered already,” I replied confused, ”It’s y’all’s turn.”

“Wait, you’re blushing!” Grizzy pointed out as he started wheezing.

“You’re answer was Pezzy?!” Droid shouted in disbelief. Everyone was still cracking up, and Pezzy was leaning back against the couch, hiding his face behind his hands.

“Yes!” I shouted back. I leaned forward as I pointed back at Pezzy. “Have you SEEN him? He’s hot!”

“Can we not talk about this live and drunk?” Pezzy intervened.

“No! This guy thinks it's so random that I find you hot!”

“It’s because of his nose right?” Droid shouted as he pointed at Pezzy, “I fucking told you! I knew that shit was pleasing someone!”

“Okay, I’d rather not talk about my sex life on live, my guy,” I drew the line. Despite being pretty drunk, I knew that would be a slippery slope.

“Well, it looks like you’re gonna have to. What was your most recent porn search?” Droid asked. Everyone started complaining, saying they were going to take a shot.

“I will take the shot dude,” I laughed, already downing the Crown. “Wait I got a question. Do any of you dabble in the hentai?”

Immediately, the boys responded with “Yes.”

My eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as I cringed at all of them. “Y’all are fucking gross. Do y’all feel disgusting afterward because damn that's actually nasty.”

“I have gone so far down that rabbit hole, it is not even funny,” Pezzy admitted.

“You are really feeling those drinks, huh” Grizzy laughed.

“Yes, I am,” Pezzy responded definitively.

“We did not need to know you that personally, Pezzy,” I laughed, taking a shot.

“Seems like you wanted to know him pretty personally,” Puffer muttered as he took a drink.

“Yes, but not that kind of personally,” I laughed. “I’m gonna head out before I destroy my career more than I already have. If someone wants to follow me,” I jokingly coughed out Pezzy’s name, “I’ll be in my room.”

“I don’t think I want to continue living in this house, knowing what you two will be doing in there,” Grizzy grimaced as he stood up and left the room.

“Meg’s gonna pick me up. Yall can stay the night if you really need out,” Puffer offered as Droid ended the stream and started cleaning up around the living room.

That’s when they all noticed that Pezzy was still sitting on the couch. He was not making any move to move either, so naturally, Droid, being the nosey guy he is, asked about it. “Are you really gonna let this opportunity go? They practically asked you to meet in their room.”

“We’re both drunk,” Pezzy groaned. “I’m not gonna take advantage of them like that. We’ll talk in the morning or something.”

“Are you sure you’ll even remember it in the morning?” Puffer asked as Grizzy came back with water bottles for everyone.

“The love of my life just admitted that they found me hot. I will definitely remember this in the morning,” Pezzy sighed before standing and heading to his room for the night.

The next morning, the house was eerily quiet when I walked into the kitchen. There was a note on the table, saying that Grizzy and Droid went to Puffer’s house for the night. I just shrugged to myself and moved around the kitchen. I opened a bottle of Sprite and left it open on the counter while I started making breakfast. Not anything too complex, just simple eggs.

It did not take long for Pezzy to come walking into the kitchen and sit at the island. I turned my head back to see him with his head resting against his forearms on the granite. I chuckled to myself before asking, “How do you want your eggs?”

“Scrambled, please,” He groaned as he turned his head to look at me. That’s when he noticed that his view was blocked by the Sprite bottle. “What’s with the Sprite? Isn’t it a bit early for soda?”

“Flat Sprite is the best cure for a hangover,” I replied as I mixed up and cooked the eggs. “I think I ran out of ibuprofen last time, and we could split it if you want. We’ll need to talk about last night at some point. Grizzy and Droid won’t be back until later.”

“Why don’t we go for lunch?” Pezzy offered as he took a couple of drinks of the Sprite. “We could take the bike.”

“I literally just made eggs,” I groaned holding out the pan for him to see that they were almost finished cooking.

“Give it to the dog,” He laughed, standing up to wrap his arms around my waist as he leaned his head on my shoulder. “It’ll be my treat.”

“As long as I get to rev your bike at least once, I’m down,” I countered, leaning back into his chest.

“You can rev it all you want,” He smirked, rubbing his face in my neck.

“Okay, you ruined it,” I laughed as I pushed away from him. “Go get ready while I give this to the dog.”

~~~~~

#pezzy x reader #pezzy #pezzy x you #pezzy x y/n #big puffer #bigpuffer #elastic droid #elasticdroid #grizzy #youtuber oneshot #youtube #youtuber x reader #bad268 #ship268 #thing268

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w2soneshots · 3 months

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Engaged -W2S

Words: 0.7k+

Warnings: none.

In which while on holiday in Italy Harry asks you a very important question.

y/username

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y/username: Its only the first day but I never wanna leave🏝️

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taliamar: STUNNING🩷🩷

faithlouisak: woah😍

y/nfanpage21: I loveeee the outfit!!

-> y/username: thank you🫶

user468031478: wrotoshaw is a lucky man

Harry surprised me with a trip to Italy 2 weeks ago. When we arrived yesterday we headed straight to the hotel to drop off all of our bags and get changed then spent the rest of the day at the beach. Today I woke up with Harry by my side scrolling through his phone. As soon as he realised that I was awake he popped his phone on the bedside table and rolled onto his side. I flashed him a smile "morning." I said. He smiled and leaned in to peck my lips "good morning, sleep good?" I nodded.

We got up, then sat down to have some fresh fruit and pastries for breakfast. "I've got lunch booked for two o'clock." Harry said as we ate. I looked up from my food "ooo, where?" I asked. "You'll have to wait and see." he said with a smirk. I shook my head jokingly and continued to eat my food. We finished our breakfast then hung around the villa until twelve ish when I decided to get ready.

y/username

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y/username: be ready for the holiday spam🌥️

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wrotoshaw: 🔥❤️

freyanightingale: beautiful🤍

taliamar: sexy girl

user68024210: this holiday would be the perfect opportunity for bog to propose😏

When we arrived at the restaurant we took our seats outside on the patio and ordered. We ate our food then decided to take a walk on the beach. We were slowly waking hand in hand admiring the beautiful scenery, when Harry let go of my hand. I looked back in his direction to see him down on one knee, with a ring box in his hand. My breath caught in my throat. "omg." I said quietly and placed a hand over my mouth. "y/n, You're kind, you're funny, you're beautiful. I love spending time with you, and I can't imagine my life without you. I promise to always make you laugh, to always be there for you when you need me, and to never take you for granted," He said while tears streamed down my face "will you marry me?" I nodded quickly "yes, yes, yes, yes!" I said and he quickly stood, placed the ring on my finger and pulled me into a strong hug.

y/username and wrotoshaw

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y/username: we're engaged!💍

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ksi: congratulations guys, so sick!!!!

tobjizzle: ❤️❤️❤️❤️

taliamar: ahhhhh I'm so happy for you🥹

behzingagram: HE'S DONE IT!

freyanightingale: the ring!!😍😍

faithlouisak: 🥹🥹🥹❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

miniminter: wooooooooo!

y/nfanpage21: YESSSSSSSS FINALLY🩷

user68024210: I called it🙋‍♂️

I was in a state of shock for the entire rest of the day. After Harry asked me to marry him (which sounds crazy be able to say) we walked back to the villa and took a shower together ready for the dinner he had booked. I got dressed into a long, black, lace dress. I did my makeup and put my hair up (which I've been doing the whole trip since it's so hot) then slipped on some little black heels. Once I was finished I slowly walked downstairs, Harry was stood by the door waiting for me. "Wow" he said once I was near him. I smiled and jokingly did a pose.

y/username

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y/username: 🖤🥂

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faithlouisak: show us that ring girly😉

taliamar: my wifey💍

-> y/username: you know it😘

user925711030: I wish I was as pretty as her

We left soon after and arrived at the restaurant. We sat down and ordered our drinks. "I still can't believe we're engaged." I said playing with the ring on my left hand. "Im surprised you didn't catch on, I was trying my best not to act weird." he said. I giggled then took a breath "did you tell anyone?" I asked. "Ethan and Faith were the only ones I told. I wanted to make sure I had the right ring so I asked Faith and for Ethan I just needed someone to talk to about it since I was so nervous." he said. "Aw, well at least you knew I wouldn't say no." He took a deep breath "I did consider what I would do if you did." I just laughed.

After dinner we walked back to the villa and I immediately took my heels off and slipped out of my dress...

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #harry lewis #harry w2s #w2s #w2s imagine #w2s x reader #w2s fic #wrotoshaw #instagram

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incorrect-riordanverse · 1 year

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Riordanverse Characters as quotes by people i know have said

dedicated to @lord-of-pterodactyls, i know you asked for friends in particular but i’m broadening it as even people i consider my nemeses (old ass philosophy teacher) are funny

Percy: i truly feel as if nothing will ever incapsulate my being as truly as the singing monsters water wubbox

Annabeth: *screaming from adjoining room* GET LOST APPLE MUSIC PRIVACY

Piper: *in bikini* i don’t like people with big boobs

Jason: *trying to compliment piper* your hair looks like dementia

Leo: *emerging from the stinky depths of his room after being in there for 16 hours straight and no showers with clothes from 5 days ago, red scabs all over his body and lips so dry it looks like a snake shedding its old skin by how crusty it is* guys on a scale from 1 to 10 how sexy do i look rn?

Hazel: *yeets her foot out and jiggles her toes menacingly at people she dislikes as an intimidation tactic because her toes are particularly hideous*

Frank: *after literally being targeted by a racial ‘joke’* worse than that, you white people eat spam

Grover: *pats air purifier* a good trusted friend

Nico: *drifts into hazel’s room* bro i ain’t even gonna lie, the holidays are better than the black plague *leaves room before she can question him further*

Reyna: *sleeptalking* stallion le meghan

Rachel: *pretending her coloured markers are vapes*

Thalia: *pointing at luke* my bro be the victim and the perpetrator

Tyson: *when talking about doing math* all i have are my fingers and a dream

Clarisse: *sees a sick person in bed* you’re looking pretty vulnerable *proceeds to ransack their room and steal their sheets like some gremlin*

Octavian: i am THE riddler *speaks in riddler voice and puts on devious little expression* what is... a curtain?

Will: *sees a dying person and looks pointedly at nico* and thats because they didnt take their cenovis vitamin c

Luke: i am constantly one snap away from either committing homicide or suicide

Apollo: *feeling face after new skincare routine* gosh my face feels as soft as a silicone tit

Meg: *pointing at apollo after redemption arc* YOU WON’T GO TO HEAVEN BECAUSE YOU ARE A COMMUNIST!

Magnus: *eating falafel* this is an orgasmic experience

Samirah: *substituting random words in english for arabic and not realising no one understands what she’s saying*

Alex: *laughing at the death threats she gets online after posting a meme about BTS in the military*

Blitz: *does something naughty* omg sorry im such a libra（＾ν＾）

Hearth: *walks into room* god is dead.

Carter: *walking into sadie’s room visibly upset with a box of cadbury favourites* here take them. if you don’t im going to eat them all. please, dont make me do this

Sadie: take a shit and be late to school or dont take the shit and be on time hell loop

Zia: my top artist on spotify this year will be xi jinping’s wife

Walt: *simply, appreciatively and completely without context* yeah, buddha is a pretty amazing guy

Anubis: i dislike being emo because i can only go as death note characters for halloween

Bast: *absolutely entranced by watching love island uk and is just repeating everything any person says back in a treacherous essex accent*

Bes: *walking into classroom full of young teens with an oversized ‘free james assange’ shirt* today i am a nice, trendy leftist. tomorrow, who knows?

#of course im putting them in the context of riordanverse or else they simply would not make sense otherwise #i have so much quotes that cant apply to these characters because theyre all asian jokes bc me + my fam + my entire friendship group r asian #i had to censor the frank quote too bc what happened was 100x more out of pocket 💀#riordanverse #incorrect riordanverse #heroes of olympus #the kane chronicles #percy jackson #trials of apollo #magnus chase #annabeth chase #thalia grace #zia rashid #rachel elizabeth dare #piper mclean #leo valdez #nico di angelo #carter kane #sadie kane #jason grace #will solace #samirah al abbas #hazel levesque #lester papadopolous #frank zhang #meg mccaffrey #grover underwood #reyna avila ramirez arellano #bes bast anubis blitz hearthstone apollo octavian tyson #luke castellan walt stone alex fierro clarisse la rue

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venuscrashed · 19 days

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Birthday special since I’m another year older

The candle light flickered in the big, empty room. Illuminating it with its faint glow. It pierced the cake and sat upon a table that was in the perfect angle for the camera. Comments filled the chat talking about this was stupid, but you didn’t care. You sat on the chair in front of the candle. With a deep breath you cleared your mind, readying yourself for what's about to come. Your lips moved slightly and your words were quiet. The chat asked what you said but soon changed subject when lighting struck.

The camera flashed and for a moment showed nothing. Then a hand came up behind you and pulled you back. All the viewers freaked out watching as you swang your hands up the arm. You looked up and saw that familiar smile that you would always see. Mammon pulled you out of the chair and pulled you into the most bone crushing hug ever. The whole chat was screaming, even more so when Satan turned around the camera and announced that you were okay.

You have chosen to do a live stream for your birthday in a haunted hotel that was going viral in the ghost hunting community. What better yet then bring the seven demons that drew your fans crazy. Being popular in all three realms, especially in the devildom, you knew this collab after your departure would be amazing for everyone.

One by one all the brothers popped up. Their pact marks burned and so did yours but no one cared. This day had been anticipated since the exchange program ended. Even more so when Lucifer got that text asking about the collab. They had all waited today, picking their gifts out to perfection and spending hours getting ready.

Asmo ran up and engulfed you in a hug. “Happy birthday,” he looked at you with a bright smile. Kissing your cheek, he placed a small box into your hands. Inside was a small necklace that had his initials on it. You looked up and saw that he had one of yours. This time, you pulled him into the hug, the chat screaming at the fan service.

Levi tapped your shoulder, staring down at his shoes. His arms were behind his back, “Happy Birthday”. He moved his hand to bring out a small plushie of your favorite sanrio character dressed as a snake. Levi was trying everything to not look at you or the camera, embarrassment creeping up in him. You gave a quick kiss to his cheek, wide eyes and flushed cheeks stared at you. You laughed it off and sat down back into your chair.

The candle still flickered and the chat still kept screaming. You looked up behind the camera to see Lucifer smiling at you. A small nod was given and you can see him playing with a small box in his pocket. Looking towards the other side you can see Belphie fighting off the urge to fall asleep. He leaned against Satan and in between sat two large gift bags.

A small smile crept onto your lips and the reality of it all settled in. Looking to your left, Beel stood next to you with plates and forks off to the side. He smiled down and gave you a side hug. Next to his feet sat a gift box that had your name scribbled on it. This was everything you wanted and more for your birthday. Haunted places and your demons on your birthday.

You looked around once more at all of them. Mammon was off to your right with a party hat and confetti cannon ready. He gave that silly smile and a thumbs up. You both nodded with a mischievous glare. Looking back at the cake you smiled and blew out the candle. They all clapped and the chat spammed happy birthdays. Confetti flew around you, with happy birthdays being yelled at you.

They took turns placing the rest of the gifts on the table. You had picked Beels first since he exchanged it for the first five slices of cake. There was a hoodie and a couple of snacks inside of it. The hoodie had the same color scheme as the one he would wear at home and the snacks were ones that were strictly in the devildom that you had taken a liking to.

Next, you opened Mammon's gift bag. It was a photo book from when you were in the exchange program. It was obviously made at home since it was messy, but on the front it had just a picture of you two. It read “My Human and the Devildom '' with a messy “by the Great Mammon '' with a smiley face on the bottom. There were sections of just the two of you and all eight of you together. You looked up at him and he tried to act all cool, blushing while saying “you’re welcome”.

After placing his gift to the side Satan pushed the giant gift bag in front of you, giving a smug side glance to his oldest brother. It took a while to get through the decorative paper but inside there were two books and a giant cat stuffed animal. One book was one of your favorite genres that he thought you would like and the other had two main characters that reminded him of you two. They both had messages on the dedication page but you could read those later. The cat stuffed animal had bright green eyes and dark black fur, being half the size of you.

Right after you placed the bag next to you Belphie shoved his gift in front of your face. It had one set of pajamas that for some reason smelled like him. It also had a couple pages of dried flowers that he knew you’d like. Some butterfly stickers and overall cozy vibes. He smiled softly and took a step back to allow the others to see you.

Finally, Lucifer walked around and handed you the small box. He stood behind you and watched as you opened it. It was a small locket that had his insignia on it. Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, shocked at the bold move. He took it from your hands and put it around your neck, a smug smirk thrown towards the camera and his brothers.

It all settled down and the final birthday wishes were exchanged. Each brother got a hug and you gave the chat a thanks with a nice outro. The stream was finally over and you walked out with all the brothers. They all started heading back to the devildom and you just stood there and waved goodbye. After everyone was gone, you stood there alone. Looking up at the sky with a smile.

#obey me x you #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #venuscrashed

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britt-kageryuu · 27 days

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Raph is in the garage working on a motorcycle maintenance while talking to chat, his model is in ripped jeans, a white tank top, fingerless gloves, black boots, and his mask with a set of stars 'stitched' to the tails. His tail is sweeping across the floor behind him as he moves. River is grabbing tools that Raph needs.

Donnie was working on the turtle tank off screen, but he had to go get a missing part he needed. A Super Chat asked for any odd stories from their teens. Raph had to think about how to tell the story.

"Well, a few years back Pops was training us in 'Ninja Hide N' Seek' and part of this training was to take something from one of the guard dogs from this hotel in the city. We didn't think to hard on it at the time, but eventually we learned that the Hotel was owned by his Ex-Fiancee, and this was a small way to get back at her." Raph during this lifts the motorcycle with one hand to check the underside of the engine area. Before gently putting it back on the stand that was holding it up. "So we were sneakin' around her hotel lookin' for this guard dog, and not really hiding like ninja. I think at one point I was just holding a huge leaf in front of me to 'hide' myself. We were kinda stupid back then."

River comes over with cleaning rags, and a bottle of crome polish. "There is now alot of people spamming 'Ex-Fiancee' in the chat, I think you peeked their interest!"

Raph sigh, "I figured." He takes the rags and polish to clean and buff the crome, "Yeah, they hit it off in like the late 80s or early 90s, then shortly after Dad proposed things went... well, he doesn't like to talk about that time." Raph looks a bit troubled while saying this, "We know he got away, but it's not really clear when, or how he ended up a Single Father of Four. We just know he had a hard time adjusting to all these changes at once."

He pauses to take a closer look at a spot on the side of the bike.

"But hey, he did his best, and we came out pretty Okay. If a bit crazy." Raph does a bit of side eye, "Some more unhinged than others."

Right after he says this Donnie comes into frame carrying a huge chunk of metal, an engine block, and pulling a wagon full of random bits of junk.

"Red~ you would not believe the luck I had at the juckyard!" Donnie almost sings as he goes to put thinks down his tail visibly wagging happily, and a loud thunk of him putting the engine down nearby.

"Did you get attacked by Ms. Nubbins again?" Raph asks in amusement at how his brother is emoting.

"No, she had a vet visit today. I found not only what I needed, but also this!" Donnie pulls a box of Wrestling Action Figures that were in pretty good condition.

"Oh my gosh! Is that the first series GhostBear action figure that had to be pulled because the 'claws' were too sharp!?" Raph whisper shouts in excitement.

"The very one! He says with absolute certainty! Plus a number of other figures, but wrestling is more your thing, so I don't know who they all are." Donnie waves his hand in dismissal as Raph grabs the box, and carefully goes through them to check their conditions. "I'll leave you to that, chat be ready to get a bunch of info dumping about wrestlers once he finishes checking them over."

And as Donnie said, a good chuck of the rest of the stream was Raph cleaning up the action figures, talking about who they were, and random facts about them. Meanwhile Donnie continues to work in the background unintentionally showing off more of his strength while moving very heavy objects.

Chat is a mix of people listening to the info dump, and those who are still reeling from the casual moving of an engine block like it was a big microwave, and Raph moving the bike with one hand again to have more room to place the figures down as he talks.

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Masterpost

I had these ideas pop into my head, and they made more sense to combine them than write them as separate posts.

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hwabang · 10 months

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Gonna Be Alright - Sim Jaeyun

Genre: slight angst + fluff

Warnings: fem!reader, idol!jake (?), exes to lovers, mention of bad relationship with parents, reader has a sister, reader has depression and anxiety but it's not mentioned straight up, clearly jake did not want to break up

Author’s Note: idk why but i'm obsessed with the exes to lovers or exes to potential lovers trope with jake?? if anyone knows any good one shots with that trope lmk👀

Y/S/N = your sister's name

(gif not mine!)

"C'mon pick up..." Jake chewed his lip nervously as the call went to voicemail again, immediately ending it and redialing it. His heartbeat was getting faster with every missed call he was leaving and he couldn't stop bouncing his knee up and down. After the 6th time he heard the voicemail box, Jake threw his back onto the bed, throwing his phone next to him groaning. "Why isn't she picking up!"

Jake knew he should've expect you to not pick up his call. After all you hadn't picked up any of his calls in the last month after the breakup. In that month he hadn't spam called you 6 times at once, sure, but he knew you needed him today and it was all thanks to your sister.

The members had gotten home a while ago; everyone showered and was well fed. 10pm, still quite early for Jake, he decided to lay down in his bed and scroll through We Verse, responding to ENGENES. He was having a good time when all of a sudden he got a phone call from your sister. He furrowed his eyebrows and immediately sat up. Your sister very rarely called Jake, even during your relationship so he knew it had to be important.

Before the call could end, he picked it up. "Hey (Y/S/N), it's been a while how are you?"

"Hi Jake," she answered. "Yeah I'm good. Are you busy?"

"No no, what's up?"

"It's my sister."

Jake felt an immense feeling of worry and concern overtake him. "Y/N? What's wrong with her is she okay?"

"Well I don't know.. actually my parents and I were on a video call with her and.. well, you know how our dad is.. he started berating her and insulting her and our mom was obviously no help.. they just made her feel really bad. And she was trying to not show it but I'm her sister, I just know."

Jake sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Fuck.. then what happened?"

"She just sat there and took it... but after the call ended she's not picking up anymore. And I don't know if you know but uh.. after your break up she's just been really sad.. so.. because of past issues I'm worried you know."

"Y-yeah I know... I uh, haven't spoken to her since we broke up actually.."

"Oh shit... well I'm sorry for putting you in an awkward position... I don't have any of her friends numbers. And since we don't live in Korea I'm worried about her."

"I got it (Y/S/N). Don't worry, I'm gonna check on her."

Now Jake was sitting up again, frustratedly running his hand through his hair, completely messing it up. "I gotta go to her," he mumbled. Immediately he got up and threw on a hoodie on top of his shirt and pajama pants, grabbing his phone, wallet, and the spare key to her apartment (that he could not get himself to give back.. not that she asked for it back). Before heading to the front door, he decided to knock on Heeseung's door before opening it slightly. "Hyung, I'm going to Y/N's."

Heeseung looked up from his PC in shock. "Y/N's? You guys got back together?"

Jake gave him a defeated shake of his head. "No... she had a phone call with her parents.. I- I think she needs me right now." After a small pep talk from his Hyung, Jake walked to his ex girlfriend's apartment while still trying her cell. Once he got to the apartment he rang the doorbell once and knocked on the door a couple times, but once it went unanswered he used his spare key to let himself in.

"Y/N!" he called out as to not startle her. "It's Jake.. where are you?"

He heard feet padding upstairs and you appeared at the top of the stairs from your room. "Jake? What are you doing here?"

Jake visibly relaxed; seeing you after what felt like forever, his heart was jumping out of his chest.

"Hello? Jake?"

He didn't realize he zoned out, quickly clearing his throat to save himself from embarrassment. "Oh, uhm, hey.. I just wanted to check on you..?"

You gave him a confused look, hoping he wouldn't see how bloodshot your eyes were or how red your nose was. "Check on me? F-for what?"

"Uh... (Y/S/N) called me earlier.."

Your face contorted into one of realization. You walked down the stairs to get closer to Jake, still remembering to keep a distance. "Ah.. I didn't think she'd call you.. sorry Jake. As you can see I'm fine so.. y-you can go.. if you want."

"Y/N..." he called out, walking two steps closer to you. God, how badly he wanted to just wrap you in his arms... "You know we can still be friends, right? I can still be there for you whenever. You don't have to push me away completely."

Hearing his reassuring words, tears started pooling at your eyes and your lips broke into a quiver, a pout forming on your lips. "J-Jake...."

Jake's heart broke seeing you trying to hold it in. Should I do it? Is it too awkward? "You know what, fuck it." Immediately Jake pulled you into his arms, wrapping them every so tightly around you as you grabbed him and started sobbing. He tried soothing you by stroking your hair as the other hand rubbed your back. "It's okay baby... I'm here."

"I-I don't know what else to do Jake!" you sobbed. I thought.. being away from them would help our relationship grow stronger, b-but every time we talk it's just.. i-it's too much!"

Jake sighed. "I know, I know.. here, why don't we sit down hmm?"

You nodded and allowed Jake to guide you to the couch. He sat down first and then pulled you into his lap sideways, cradling you like a baby as you buried your head into his chest. He had one hand resting on your waist while the other one attempted to soothe you by continuously rubbing your back. His attempt worked as your crying came to a stop, but neither of you dared move from the familiar position. You stayed that way, basking in the comfortable silence for a while.

"Thank you Jake," you said as you came up from hiding in his chest. You gave him a sad smile as you looked at him endearingly. "Thank you for always being here."

He hated seeing your tear stroked face so he wiped them off and returned the smile. "Always Y/N.. always... Why didn't you call me if you were feeling this bad?"

"I... we broke up Jake.. I didn't think it was appropriate.. didn't think you'd wanna see me."

He looked at you as if you were crazy. "Are you serious? Me? Not wanting to see you? You're joking right?" When you didn't answer he realized you were actually being serious. "Y/N.. you broke up with me; I still want to be a part of your life, you're just not letting me. If you need me you have to call me. I always was, and always will be, one call away..."

You nodded. "I-I know that, I know that y-you still love me.."

"Mhm." He cupped your cheek caressing it. "I do."

Tears swelled up in your eyes again and you pouted. "I hurt you a lot by ending our relationship didn't I?"

Jake smiled and shook his head. "You could never hurt me. I know you still love me too, and you broke up with me because you didn't feel deserving of me. In fact I'm mad at myself, since I couldn't make you feel just how much you mean to me."

"No Jake don't do that, don't blame yourself. My brain.. sometimes it just gets too much and I can't stop overthinking."

"I know my love."

The nickname had you staring up at him with wide eyes, debating whether or not you should say what's on the tip of your tongue right now. But you knew, you knew damn well that if you didn't say anything now you might lose him a 2nd time. "Jake."

"Hmm?"

"Stay with me tonight?"

His eyes brightened and he had a hopeful look on his face. "A-are you sure?" You nodded but he still wasn't sure. "Y/N... understand that if I stay with you tonight.. I refuse to stay exes with you."

You slowly nodded. "I understand Jake.. I-I hope you don't think I'm playing you but–"

"I know you never could. Continue?"

"... But, I-I think I wanna get back together."

By now you were fully sat up in his lap as he stroked your sides. Jake raised an eyebrow at you. "You think?" he teased.

"N-no! I know! I know I want to get back together with you."

Jake chuckled as he softly kissed your cheek, relishing in the physical contact he so deeply missed. "I do too baby.. didn't wanna leave you in the first place."

"I-I'm sorry Jake.."

"S'alright, as long as you promise to never break up with me again, we're gonna be alright."

#enhypen #enhypen jake #jake sim #sim jaeyun #enhypen imagines

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ameliora-j · 4 months

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That makes me think of him, or any of them, rubbing your back as he's waking you up before he leaves and saying "give daddy a kiss before he leaves for work" to get a slow and sleepy kiss before he spends all day at the studio.......God they're all so daddy but in such different ways too -calum girlie (also I'm so sorry for the spam, pls lmk if I send in too much)

there is literally no such thing as “too much” when it comes to my ask box

but yeah… yeah it gives me cal vibes 🥹 he wasn’t supposed to be going in today but there was something messed up with the vocals, and so he wakes up real real early — like 5am — and he’s careful and quiet getting ready so that u don’t wake up

untill a large, warm hand is running up the expanse of your back, over the soft green hoodie that belongs to the man in question (you know the one). your humming quietly, still very much in dreamland, but cognizant enough to hear all that he’s saying

“give daddy a kiss baby… gotta go to work” cal whispers. you let out a quiet whine, keeping your eyes closed as you slowly roll over and lazily pucker your lips. he chuckles softly and kisses you softly, slow and lazy as he knows you’re still practically asleep. “i love you” he whispers.

you hum an answer, but calum knows you love him too. he smiles, kissing your head gently before heading for the studio.

#calum girlie my angel 👼🏽#fanmail 💌#calum hood #— nani fantasizes ☽#calum hood fluff #calum hood blurb #calum hood dialogue #calum hood fic #calum hood fanfic

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catholic-saint-tournament · 1 year

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The List So Far & Link to Current Polls (BELOW)

OKAY. This is what I've done. I've made this handy-dandy Google Doc listing all the saints that have been nominated, along with the category of bracket they'd be put into. I've purposefully left off the number of nominations to keep you on your toes. If you see a saint already on the list, you can submit propaganda for them! I'll consider that an additional vote. If you don't see a saint on the list and you want them, I'll add it and then update my tally :)

I'm pinning this post, the old pinned post with the rules can be found here.

also my apologies for spamming you with posts but it IS a tournament and I've got over 100 messages in my ask box (LOVE THE ENTHUSIASM KEEP IT UP)

EDITED TO ADD:

New categories:

Folk/Traditional - folk saints, saints who have legendary hagiographies, or saints who didn't go through the formal canonization process (e.g. the apostles and many early martyrs)

Pre-Schism - saints born/lived before 1054

Post-Schism - saints born/lived after 1054

Modern - 1800s (ish) to today

Beatified - not formally canonized by the Church yet. Servants of God, Blesseds, Venerables, etc.

LINKS TO PAST POLLS

FOLK/TRADITIONAL SAINTS - ROUND ONE (poll over)

FOLK/TRADITIONAL SAINTS - ROUND 1 WINNERS/ROUND 2 BRACKET (poll over)

FOLK/TRADITIONAL SAINTS - ROUND 2 WINNERS/ROUND 3 BRACKET (poll over)

FOLK/TRADITIONAL SAINTS - ROUND 3 WINNERS/ROUND 4 BRACKET (poll over)

FOLK/TRADITIONAL SAINTS - ROUND 4 WINNERS/ROUND 5 BRACKET (poll over)

WINNER OF FOLK/TRADITIONAL BRACKET: ST MARY MAGDALENE

PRE-SCHISM BRACKET ROUND 1 (poll over)

PRE-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 1 WINNERS/ROUND 2 BRACKET (poll over)

PRE-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 2 WINNERS/ROUND 3 BRACKET (poll over)

PRE-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 3 WINNERS/ROUND 4 BRACKET (poll over)

PRE-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 4 WINNERS/ROUND 5 BRACKET (FINAL ROUND) (poll over)

WINNER OF THE PRE-SCHISM BRACKET: ST BARBARA

POST-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 1 (poll over)

POST-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 1 WINNERS/ROUND 2 BRACKET (poll over)

POST-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 2 WINNERS/ROUND 3 BRACKET (poll over)

POST-SCHISM SAINTS ROUND 3 WINNERS/ROUND 4 BRACKET (poll over)

WINNER OF THE POST-SCHISM BRACKET: ST JOAN OF ARC

MODERN SAINTS ROUND 1 (poll over)

MODERN SAINTS ROUND 1 WINNERS/ROUND 2 BRACKET (poll over)

MODERN SAINTS ROUND 2 WINNERS/ROUND 3 BRACKET (poll over)

MODERN SAINTS ROUND 3 WINNERS/ROUND 4 BRACKET (poll over)

WINNER OF THE MODERN BRACKET: ST THERESE OF LISIEUX

BONUS POLLS

non saint related polls:

Best Holy Day of Obligation

Best Catholic Religious Order

Best Catholic Sacrament

Rosary Polls

Best 20th Century Pope

Best Gospel

Best Papal Encyclical

Best Apostle

Best Fruit of the Holy Spirit

Best Liturgical Season

Best Liturgical Color

Best Book of the Pentateuch/Torah

#catholic saint tournament #catholic saints #catholic #catholicism #saints #tumblr tournament #tumblr tournaments #tumblr polls #tumblr brackets #tumblr bracket

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pochipop · 2 years

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＃ GENSHIN IMPACT !! ♡ — SNEZHNAYA DOES NOT BELIEVE IN TEARS (CHILDE X READER).

#. synopsis! — loving childe is anything but easy .

#. characters! —childe .

#. warnings! — angst .

#. word count! — 1.9k .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

Snezhnaya isn't always so bitter and cold.

Sure, the winter is unrelenting, the snow piles high, up and above the heads of small children who know of nothing else outside the nation's borders, —but there's warmth to be found in this icy place. Warmth comes and goes like the frosty winds that sweep across the land. It's fleeting, and painfully unreliable, but perhaps the worst part of it all is that you reach for it every single time it comes back around, no matter how long it's been without a single flickering flame off in the distance to let you know it hasn't been extinguished.

Childe comes and goes as he pleases. He's a Fatui Harbinger first, and your lover second. You know that to be the case, even when he denies it, even when he insists to you that he does what he does in order to build a better life, —for himself first, then his family and you, because you've "always been included in that from the day I fell in love with you." Family. It's nice to think about, but it's hard to imagine that Childe sees you so fondly when he hardly ever sees you at all these days. His visits have gotten shorter, only lasting a week at most, and they're now few and far between. His travels have gotten longer, and he comes back with more injuries than he ever has before.

But you can't seem to let him go, no matter what he does, no matter what he says, no matter how many times he disappears into the distance and leaves you hanging by a thread for days, weeks, months. . . You wait. You turn down the men that only swing by the confectionery shop you work at to flirt with you while they mindlessly order small boxes of chocolates or fudge. You go home to an empty bed, saving his side just in case he crawls in through the window again in the dead of night. You hold that shirt of his that he left at your apartment not-so-accidentally half a year ago to the lower half of your face, breathing in whatever's left of his scent after all this time. It's fading, just like he is. . . But you won't wash it, nor will you wash yourself clean of him. The ties between him and you have turned into iron chains. Sometimes, they curl around your neck and pull taut until you're sputtering, falling to your knees on the floor next to his side of the bed.

You weep. You worry. You drive yourself mad wondering if he's okay, if he's injured, if he's doing alright. And then he waltzes his way back in like he never left, —and you should be angry. You should probably hate him by now after all the sleepless nights and harrowing days he's put you through, but the moment he returns with that arrogant laugh and that cocky smile, you've already lost the fight. He opens his arms and you've slotted yourself between them before you have half the mind to stop yourself, letting him hold you even though he doesn't deserve to. The thick fur of his coat tickles your neck, then weighs heavily on your spine when he sheds it like an unneeded extra layer of skin and places it around your shoulders.

Now's the time when you should shove it off, look him dead in those ocean blue eyes and tell him that you're tired of this, —that it's all too much, and you deserve better. But when he's here, he's the best man you could ever ask for. He's doting, even when his body aches and it's hard for him to move around properly. He understands when you crack under the pressure, letting you cry on his shoulder as he rubs little circles into your skin by the fire. It crackles, and your heart sings for him. Childe is all you've ever wanted. For so many years, you've watched him grow and change, becoming the person he is today who is many things: some good, some bad. But the bitter truth remains that you are an affair, second to his job that he works for tirelessly. As long as he's a Harbinger, the only place you'll ever have is as a homewrecker.

Here you are though. . . Again.

"Easy," he requests, voice strained from the pulse of his aching ribs, "—I missed you too."

"It's been two months since I last saw you, Childe," you comment, sounding much more bitter than you'd intended. "No letters, no nothing, and I. . . I was scared something had happened. Something bad."

Guilt floods through his veins. He hadn't even realized it had been quite that long. His tireless work which often requires an intense amount of traveling is known to easily allow him to lose track of time. Still, he knows he should have sent someone to give you a message somewhere in between his camp setups. He should have done more to ensure that you weren't losing sleep over him.

"I'm sorry," he relents, voice thick with melancholy. "Time gets away from me on jobs. That's not an excuse, though. I need to be more mindful of your feelings, and I'll work on that."

You hate this. When he has time to spare for you, the last thing you want to do is spend it talking about all the ways he's made you worry or feel small unwittingly. In a way, you feel equally responsible for your own feelings. He never misrepresented himself to you after all. . . You knew what you were getting yourself into, and you jumped headfirst into the fire. Because Childe, above all things, is warm.

"We can talk about it later," you mumble against the skin of his neck.

Later will likely never come, but you're keen on overlooking that. For now, at least. Until he leaves once more in a few days time, and you're forced to reconcile with loneliness again. And so the cycle will begin; he leaves, and you tell yourself this is the last time. When he comes back, you'll pull yourself free of his grasp: the one that's ice cold sometimes, but still manages to nip at your moth-eaten, frostbitten heart. But then the next time comes around, and you find yourself in his embrace again.

"People are starting to stare."

They're common folk from the looks of it, just regular citizens of Snezhnaya, same as you. Even so, it's impossible to know when someone may be working as an informant. Childe's head on a platter is worth at least a couple hundred million Mora. . .

"You're pretty," Childe notes, a playful smile pulling at the corners of his lips, "they can't help themselves."

That's far removed from the reality of the situation, but his comment still makes you giggle. The truth is that Childe is somewhat of a Snezhnayan celebrity; much as all the Harbingers are. They rule with an iron fist over a great deal of politics, trade, travel, economic systems, and social functionality. The Harbingers are well respected, but also immeasurably feared. That is the real reason all the people have begun to throw glances your way. You're with Childe.

"Hardly," you brush the comment off, stifling a giggle.

"Hardly?" Childe parrots, "—Don't be so modest. You're the most beautiful person in Snezhnaya. In all of Teyvat, even. And trust me, I've probably seen every inch of this world. Parts of other worlds too, and none of it compares to you."

He means it. Not just outerly, though he does think your physical beauty is utterly unmatched, —but internally. When he's down and wondering if he should even bother to pull himself back up, he thinks of you, and you give him the strength he needs to move forward. He thinks of your smile, the way your eyes reflect starlight, the way your bleeding heart welcomes him and gives him shelter. When he sleeps beside you, he likes to imagine that he's sunken into your being, and that you've sunken into him. He sleeps behind your ribcage, right next to your beating heart, and you sleep next to his.

"You're laying it on thick tonight," you comment.

His compliments pile up like the snow at your feet, and you know what that means.

"You're not staying for long, are you?"

The glimmer in his eyes dies out a little as his face falls, and you wish you hadn't said anything. It's too late now though.

". . . Things haven't been easy since Rosalyne's death," he says. "Her work has been mitigated to the rest of us, and I've been given the tasks that require the most travel, since I'm the one who leaves Snezhnaya the most."

He's avoiding the question, and you sigh; warm breath hitting the cold air in a little cloud of vapor.

"You'll be gone by morning then?" You ask.

Childe opens his mouth to speak, but you already know the answer, so he purses his lips together a few seconds later. There's no point in rubbing salt in the wound.

"Let's go," you prompt, pulling him by the hand. "It's freezing, and you don't have a coat anymore."

"I don't really need one," he assures you, "I was born and raised here in Snezhnaya, after all. I'm more than used to the weather."

You just want to get inside. Both because your fingers have started to go numb, and because you know Childe has injuries that you're keen on looking after before the sun rises and daybreak comes. By then, he'll be gone again, and you'll be left to wait for him once more.

The way snow crunches under his feet is an almost comforting sound. It's been a while since you've heard it. There's a certain something to every little thing he does, —as if the world all but bends for his will and the universe seeks to bow at his feet. He's the only man alive you'd wait this long for.

He squeezes your hand as if to say "I'm sorry."

And you squeeze his in return to let him know that it's okay, —everything is fine— even though it isn't. It never really has been. But when this coat is draped over your shoulders, his fingers have laced with yours, and he's pulling you close to keep you warm, it's easy to convince yourself that maybe one day everything won't be so bad. He'll find a way to make things better for everyone: himself, his family, you. . . He'll find a way to ease the sting that comes when you wake up in the morning and he's not there.

He'll hold you to sleep, then pull away at the first sign of sunrise. Just like the icy winds of Snezhnaya, he'll come and go with the breeze.

They're bitter. They hurt. But they dry your tears when they swoop in from the north, and sometimes, they carry Childe's heartbeat along with them.

The thick blanket of snow along the ground glitters in the humble moonlight. Childe's hand is placed at the small of your back, matching the curve. And somehow, it's comforting in ways any apology he could ever give never would be. Once again, you're being swept away; washed out into his sea. You're drowning in him.

"I love you," he whispers, for your ears only.

Like it's just between the two of you, —some deep, dark secret, or something precious he hopes you'll only ever need to hear from him.

You'll think about that secret, that precious whisper, come morning when Childe sneaks away at the first sign of daylight. Maybe if you're lucky, you'll catch a glimpse of his footprints before the new snowfall rains down from the heavens and buries them, erasing all traces that he was ever even here in the first place.

"I love you too," you answer honestly.

It's all you have the will to say

But sometimes, I wish I didn't.

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saltv2 · 3 months

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For the better part of the past few weeks, small (but skilled) artist SaltV2 had been getting bugged by one of their fans- GoldenFreddyFan. She had prayed that they would go away after they answered the spam, but she was met with even more ridiculous statements flooding her ask box. God, she hated it. It was tiring. And annoying. It was also endearing in some sort of way. Also, it gave Salt clout. And clout was always cool. Eventually, as a way to retaliate, Salt began invading the fan’s ask box too, which caused confusion and chaos at first, but eventually blossomed into something bigger. Something more. Something meaningful.

Today, as she woke up, Salt sighed and clicked on her inbox, seeing one singular ask by GoldenFreddyFan. “Will you go out w me pookie?? :>” Her breath hitched. She clicked the answer button and slowly typed, “Yes” (THIS IS ALL /J THE FIC IS A JOKE ITS ALL A JOKE DONT TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY)

WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLL

I love it. I encourage the creation of fanfics (as long as there is nothing disgusting in it)

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digimonloving · 29 days

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Mod Gabu here! Today is the 3rd year anniversary of the blog! Can't believe it's still kicking lMAO--

SADLY THO, I was doing a bunch of stuff today, and I'm going to have to move the event I planned to tomorrow since I'm way too tired to even do ANY art at all rn...

TOMORROW I WILL BE TAKING ART REQUESTS TO CELEBRATE the blog's birthday/anniversary instead!

They will be five-minute doodles of Digimon ofc. Since it's five-minute doodles, expect them to be pretty meme-able in a way!!

So, think of the Digis you'd want me to doodle in such a silly thing! you might just get a doodle, you might get a silly 'emoji' type doodle w/ them

I DO ASK that y'all don't spam the ask box, please when I open it tomorrow. Make one art request, wait for it to be done, and then you may send another. I'll be making a post with guidelines (won't b a lot so don't worry) tomorrow!!

#Mod Post #Mod Gabu

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jalwoorideul · 2 years

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what if heaven went onto youngji’s show? how would it go?

No Prepare

synopsis: Heaven appears as a guest on Youngji's show

warning: alcohol consumption

a/n: I've actually had this idea for some time but i never got the chance to write it yet until now TT_TT

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Haneul was a bit nervous.

She'd always wanted to appear on Youngji's show since she was a fan of the young rapper

And now she was finally here

Her manager told her to drink responsibly (AS EVERYONE SHOULD)‼️

Heaven rang the doorbell, and from inside you could hear rumbling and a few scream and laughs.

When she was viewable through the screen door and from the inside Youngji said, "Why is she so pretty? Is this person even real?"

As soon as the door opens, the host was continuously bowing down to her to the point that she even touched the floor with her forehead — a gesture that Haneul imitated,while exchanging numerous numbers of "hello's".

"Wow you look really pretty" Haneul stated as she took off her shoes

To which Youngji reacted funnily by pretending to choke. "I woke up early just to put on make up today"

"Oh really?" She asked with an airy laugh. The young rapper then replied with, "Yes, I have to keep up with you" which made the girl group idol shy and laugh.

"Please have a seat!" The host stated while pointing to the chair. "I prepared chicken and soju and yogurt"

"Did you mix it yourself?" Haneul asked as she noticed the pitcher mixed with soju and yogurt drink. "Yes and I made sure to add more alcohol than yogurt"

Heaven brought scented candles as a house visit gift for Youngji

She brought a whole box because she didn't know what scent she would like. She also said they're enough for the whole stafe

"Unnie!" Youngji shouted and backed up pretending to cry.

"You didn't have to do this" She said while opening the box and and handed one each to the staff

Soon, Youngji sat across the table to start the program. "Wait, before we forget please introduce yourself"

"Hello, I'm Red Velvet's Heaven" She said to the camera. "Everyone, clap your hands!" Youngji instructed making the staff roar and clap along with her. The action made the idol shy which resulted in her hiding her face behind her hair.

The two toasted and drank a shot to commence the shoot

"How many bottles of soju can you drink?" Youngji asked as she poured one more drink for Haneul.

"The most I can take is 2 and a half, but I'm pretty much tipsy by the 2nd bottle"

"Does that make you the one with the highest tolerance?"

She shook her head and answered "I think Irene unnie has the highest alcohol tolerance. She can take up to 3 bottles before but she said that was when she used to drink frequently."

"Do you have any drinking habits?"

The red velvet member continued with, "This is a bit TMI, but you'll know that the alcohol is kicking in when I keep going back and forth to the bathroom" 😭

"Omo, please keep the chopsticks ready in case the bathroom door gets stuck again" Youngji told her staff.

(Wouldn't want to lock her out of the bathroom when she has to go) 😭

Then they asked Haneul if they could play her solo debut

She even thought her the choreography

They also did a tiktok together ✨

"WEEKEND COMEEESS I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT" Youngji screamed along

They began talking about Haneul's photoshoot for Victoria's Secret and what her parents and members think about it. They were taking shots and eating in between it.

"My parents awere so shocked when the photos were released. I told them I was doing a photoshoot but not for VS and when the photos came out they started spamming me about why I didn't tell them. But they weren't mad. I think I gave my dad a mini heart attack but they were fine with it"

"The members wouldn't stop shouting at the dorms. The girls and I took a look at it together because they know how nervous I was about how it will come out. I think Irene even talked about it on bubble"

Then they started playing a drinking game. Youngji brought out a card game, something she prepared for today.

It was called Buzzed 😬

Basically they pick a card and if that card corresponds to them, they take a shot.

Youngji pulled out a card

"The person next to you can ask you any question. They take a shot if they refuse to answer"

Haneul let out an evil laugh while thinking of a question 💀

"I'm scared" 🧍 Youngji whispered which made the staff and Youngji laugh

"Are you seeing anyone at the moment?"

Youngji let out a nervous laugh 😬 "Ha... haha.. ha" then she took a shot. "Omg who? you can whisper it to me"

Which was followed by, "What if I have none?"

"THEN WHY DID YOU TAKE A SHOT?" Heaven exclaimed with an amused smile.

"IT MADE ME NERVOUS. YOUR EVIL LAUGH WAS SCARY"

Then it was Haneul's turn to pick a card. It said to play Rock, Paper, Scissors, and the loser has to take a shot

Then they started doing that rock, paper, scissor technique where they cross their arms and fold it and they peek through the holes from their hands (I DON'T KNOW IF THAT MADE SENSE BUT I SEE THEM DO THESE A LOT 😭)

Youngji won. Heaven is pouting and she took a shot.

Then Youngji picked another card

"Everyone who is single, drink" 💀

Heaven smiled and placed her chin on her hand and her elbow on the table, watching Youngji take a shot.

"Unnie, you're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Yeah this is fun, let's do one more!" She said excitedly and picked another card.

It was already evident that she was getting excited and is getting a but tipsy 💀🧍

The card says: Take a dare from someone. If you don't do it, you take a shot

This time, it was Youngji who started evil laughing

"Post a picture of your eyebrow on IG, with no explanation"

AND SHE DID

Fans were very confused why Heaven posted a picture of her eyebrow on ber stories

"Heaven's eyebrow" trended for the day 🤠

The card picking went on until Heaven picked up one last card

"Who was the last person you texted and what did you say?"

Heaven knew all too well who she texted last.

"The last person I texted was Soonyoung."

Youngji probably misheard it because she asked "Joy?" whose real name was Sooyoung

"No. Soonyoung. Hoshi" She replied emphasizing his real name.

"OMO!" Youngji stood up and fanned her face. "Unnie! You’re both so cute, do you know that?"

Then she revealed her text.

"Soonyoung-ah, I'm going to film with Youngji now. I'll text you when I'm done"

Then the staff and Youngji started fangirling😩🤸🤸🤸

Then Youngji couldn't help but aks more questions. "If it's okay. And you can definitely not answer, but how did you started dating? Who asked who?"

"I asked him" She said confidently. With utter shock Youngji took a shot, and Heaven followed along

"How?" 😯😯😯😯

"We debuted not that far from each other. And our schedules overlapped a lot, so we often saw each other then we eventually became friends, and it just went on from there. And then after the Redmare tour I just asked him to eat out with me and he agreen and I told him from there"

"Both of you are huge stars though, what if you both get busy?"

"We just gotten used to it. We're both workaholics, but we always make it a rule to update each other even if the other one doesn't reply because we understand that we're both busy working, and that's fine with both of us. We still see each other on our days off"

Youngji was swooning over the two of them. After her interview with Soonyoung, she can't help but gush over how in love the two are.

By this time, Heaven was starting to get mkre tipsy and now she was asking to go to the restroom. "Unnie, you're getting drunk aren't you"

"Probably" She said while she went along to the bathroom

While Youngji was dancing and singing along to Feel my Rhythm as she waits for Heaven to come out and to fill the airtime, Heaven's phone (which she placed upright on the table), received a text message

When Heaven came back she noticed the text messaged she received. "Oh he replied back. Soonyoung's on a break"

"We should call him and we should test how much he knows you" Youngji said as a joke

Which Heaven took seriously 😭

"Hi bub" Heaven, along with Youngji and the staff heard Hoshi say across the line

Youngji was gasping for air all too possibly and now she had her mouth covered.

"I thought you were filming, are you done already?" The male continued

"No we're still filming actually, I'm sitting with Youngji right now"

Youngji: 😱😵🤠

"Oh really? Hi Youngji!" The male said enthusiastically

"She said I should call you and we can test how much you know me"

Youngji: "I didn't think she'd actually take it seriously"

And yes it was because Heaven was already a bit tipsy and is getting too excited

"Okay, what's the question?" Soonyoung asked.

Youngji was scrambling because she has no question ready at the moment because this was all too sudden and she was flustered which made the staff and Heaven laugh

"Okay....OKAY. But if you get this wrong, Heaven has to take a shot. But if you get it right, I have to take a shot"

ALL THE MORE FUN AND DRINKING I GUESS

The staff gave Heaven a piece of paper so she can write down her the correct before Hoshi mentions his answer

"What was Heaven's least favorite subject in school?"

Haneul quickly wrote her answer: Gym

She hates physical exercise.

"That's easy. Gym class"

Everyone was shocked excluding Haneul. They've talked about it before when they were still friends. But ut was the fact that Soonyoung remembered that little trivia about her which made Haneul giddy

Youngji didn't even hesitate to take another shot.

Then Hoshi had to practice again and then they hang up

(... they whispered i love you to each other and yes the camera caught that...)

Soon the program ended, with Haneul going back to the bathroom 2 more times and Youngji already a bit tipsy

"I don't want to go"

"No unnie you should"

"But I'm having a lot of fun though" She said while pouting

"Unnie you're really cute, but you really have to go"

Haneul definitely understands now why the guests don't want to leave this show so soon because they make it feel like it's so natural

"Please call her manager" Youngji said while fake crying

She couldn't wait to tell the girls and Hoshi aboute her visit

"Alright alright I'll get going. It was so nice talking to you" Then she gave the young host a hug which made her squeal with joy

She picked up her shoes and said her goodbyes

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