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we r so back

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Hey! How are you? Can you recommend some Sully fic on Wattpad? Your favorites.. thank you!

hi !! i’m good thank u, sorry this took so long to answer 🙏🙏

my favourite is probably dark london nights but i’ve also read crooked smile n that was pretty good as well.

i haven’t been reading anything recently so there might be more good ones on there (excluding imagined snippets etc). thank u for asking !! 🫶

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Have you read any other good sully fics on tumblr cause i cant find any. If you have some dont be shy drop em!

i literally can’t find any sully fics on tumblr icl 😭 there are some decent ones on wattpad though if u wanna explore that app 🧍‍♀️i’ll probs start continuing my silly fic soon tbf asw so … 🫡

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“too nice” nah

found a fun little personality test!

i am open tagging as always bc i wanna see everyone’s results!!!!!!

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am i the main character or whatttt 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

thank u for the tag as usual girly 🫶

Which fruit are you? Find out here!

Tagging: @actuallysaiyan @beneathstarryskies @akiraiscute @randoimago @multi-fandom-imagine @iambilliejeanok @icycoldninja @abellaheart-blog @terabyteturtle @philistiniphagottini

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aftercare with our boy haaland

❝ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰 𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟎.𝟔𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐫. 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

Erling rolled over in bed. Both of you recovering from your highs and gasping for breath, muttering phrases of endearment into the air towards each other. “So good f’me,” he praised, breath uneven. He blinked over at you, cheek pressed into the pillow as he shifted himself over to look at you and the fall and rise of your chest with a coy grin. “You okay?” he rasped.

You glanced over at him, the corners of your lips turned up in a lazy downturned smile. “Mhm.” He leaned in to kiss your forehead gently, then withdrew and clambered out of the bed; looking over his shoulder momentarily to cast a last glimpse of you. Hair tousled and splayed over the duvet haphazardly, cheeks flushed and marked by his touch. “Where you goin’?” you tilted your head at him, cocking it to the side. 

He chuckled, tongue-in-cheek, his back turned to you as he called out, “I’ll be back in a minute, elskling,” from down the corridor. You sighed, scratching the back of your neck and pulling the duvet further over yourself, the sun painting a line of orange sunlight into the room. You faintly heard the sound of running water carrying itself through the walls, the sound of Erling’s hummed tunes accompanying it. He returned a moment later, hovering by the doorway, blue eyes skimming across your form. A smirk tugged at his lips as you looked up and over at him. “You’re so beautiful,” he commented offhandedly, pushing off from the doorframe and padding towards you in bed.

“Thank you,” you replied, a cheeky smile adorning your features. Erling leaned down slightly, pecking you on the lips whilst his calloused hand found its way to your hip, gently starving shapes into your skin. “Jus’ running you a bath, ‘kay?” he mentioned, and you nodded. “Thank you, again.” He grinned back, shoving your face playfully whilst clambering back into bed next to you. He swiftly settled himself flush against you, peppering kisses against the side of your neck and profile that he could reach.

You rolled your eyes jokingly and giggled at him, turning around so you were both face to face. “Love you,” you breathed. “Love you too,” he repeated, as if it was a prayer between you two. “How’re you feeling?” he asked eventually, staring attentively at your features. “Not too sore?” you shook your head with a light scoff. “All fine.” He nodded, both of you softly smiling at each other, as if afraid if you looked away the other would simply disappear. He traced your features with his eyes, then made a noise of contentment; snaking an arm around your exposed waist and nuzzling his face into your shoulder. 

You let out a small downturned smile. “What?” he laughed quietly. “Nothin’,” you retorted, eyes trained on his, arms reaching out to drape over his chest and behind his head. “Your bath will be ready soon,” he mumbled, eyes flickering closed. You nodded and made a noise of acknowledgment, gently running your nails through his hair; as you silently breathed together in the comfort of your bed, only broken up by the hum of running water down the corridor.

“Erl,” you whispered after some time. He lifted his head groggily at you, cocking his head to the side. “Can you check if the bath’s ready or if it’s flooded?” he chuckled softly, withdrawing himself from your touch, before plodding along to the bathroom and turning the tap off. “All ready,” he called out, dipping a finger in to test the temperature of the milky foam as you walked in. “Want me to join you?” he joked as he was drying his hand on a towel, cocky grin plastered over his face. You gave him an equally unimpressed glare, swatting him out of the bathroom before dipping yourself into its warmth.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 ��𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

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you’re such a good writer!! would you ever do Jamie tovell or more sully ?

thank u so much n yes !! u can see everyone i write for in my masterlist. feel free to request anything abt them 🫶

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can u do a dating sully headcanon or imagine please? x

❝ 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝 "𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲" 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟎.𝟕𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐢'𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 ! 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝟏𝟑 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐦𝐝𝐬. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ! 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐠𝐦 𝐢𝐝𝐤. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

Dating Sully was always going to be a struggle, you both knew and accepted that. Most days he came back to your shared flat – if he wasn’t away in a safe house on the other side of the country trying not to get himself killed – clutching at his chest and pushing away any attempts of your comfort or the box of medical supplies you now kept on your bedside table. Sometimes he just gave in, allowing you to wrap strips of gauze around his scarred stomach; other days he was too stubborn to let you think he was in any sort of pain whatsoever, for which he always failed to do so due to the grunts and groans spilling from his lips, or when he grit his teeth stretching, hissing as he sat down. He didn’t want you to worry, to no avail, how were you supposed to not worry when you could practically see blood dyeing his shirt crimson?

After enough time waiting silently for him at home, not knowing when he would come back; until your lips were bitten red and the skin around your fingernails chewed off, you had asked, more-so told him, you wanted to accompany him. He had scowled at you, chuckling softly as quickly as the breath had left your parted lips. “Fuck, no,” he laughed, and that was that. It wasn’t as if you were exactly prepared to kill someone as he did on an increasingly daily basis, and so you understood where he was coming from. It sounded like a joke, and so you treated it as one, laughing it off.

When you first met, at school, neither of you had to worry – as much. When you were both still kids, he often met you behind the bins on the playground to patch him up after his third fight that week, and consequently third detention. Back then, you had just stolen the school’s first-aid kit because your tall classmate with the cute smile had asked you to; now your weekly shopping made heads turn. Nonetheless, you two dating seemed to come naturally. Worry was an integral part of your relationship, one that you begrudgingly couldn’t seem to shrug off; whether that was schoolground fights or Sully leaving the flat with the imprint of a pistol shoved down his trousers. Worry about what state he would come back home in, or whose blood stained his fingertips.

When he can, he makes an effort to stay with you for extended periods of time; but you were still hyper aware of him not being able to take you to certain places, of what you could and couldn’t do being in a relationship with him currently, or even if you ever did break up, of the threat still posed to you because he cared about you. You could always be used as a ploy against him, some kind of bartering. 

Kids were off the table, you both knew that, and yet conversations about moving to Italy to get married (somewhere with nice beaches he had repeatedly adamantly, “as far away from this shithole as possible”) to pursue a dream of having three kids and a house with a balcony over the sea still occurred when you stared at each other with small downturned smiles, heads resting on the pillows, legs tangled up in the others. You even had names planned out for nonexistent babies, it seemed almost pathetic reflecting on it: Michael, Isaac, Aaron if they were boys. Amari, Jamila, Christine; if they were girls. The topic wasn’t brought up often as it required him to still be there once you woke up.

Most of the time he was honest with you; it’s hard not to be questioned about certain aspects of his escapades off halfway across the country when he just goes completely mute. You’ve seen him cry once, when Jason died, and didn’t pursue the topic further. You didn’t even say anything, just wrapped your arms around him and let him sob into your hoodie.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

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If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better! 🩷🌟

thank uuu this is so sweet 😭🫂

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rules: post your lock screen, wallpaper, last song n last picture of an animal/something pretty

thank u for the tag bae @bl00dst41ned 🫶

last song is on the lock screen !! i love frank ocean n liverpool if it wasn’t already obvious 🚶‍♀️

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omg are you gonna continue the sully x reader story cause I love it so so much

yes ofc everything is gonna continue (requests n series everythinggg) when my exams end aka june 11 🎉 it’s been too long i’ve been having writing withdrawal symptoms fr

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frank we need new music fr😖😖

literally been dying out here…WYA FRANK??

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LOVE THE WAY YOU CHANGED ALL THE COLORS AND THAT

THANK UUUU IT TOOK DAYS OMG 🙏🙏😭

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the asks of eight [8] people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜. ♡

thank u n ily2 ☹️☹️❤️

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just saw your picrew you look so pretty omg

ik ur not talking rn omg urs looks so much better than mine ur so pretty 🫶🫶

i was so confused on how to make it half of the time 😭 😭

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thank u for the tag again (˶ ˘ ³˘)

what i look like rn

what i wanna look like (my hair is damaged rn so i’m tryna fix the curls 😭)

starting a tag game cause i'm bored and i hate my notifications :D

WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE IRL

WHAT U WANNA LOOK LIKE

picrew: here!

tagging @random-doctor-on-the-internet @cataperat @discoveredreality @ladykiller-yt and @midnights-dragon

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thank u for the tag 🫶🫶

are u named after anyone? nope

when was the last time u cried? this morning 😋

do u have kids? absolutely not

what sports do u play/ have played? used to play netball. cricket. n hockey when i was younger, did a bit of kickboxing but stopped cause i couldn’t afford it 💀 now i just do football

do u use sarcasm? who doesn’t?

what is the first thing u notice abt ppl? body language idk

what is ur eye colour? brown n grey (central heterochromia)

scary movies or happy endings? scary movies

any talents? not that i’m aware of

where were u born? england

what r ur hobbies? writing. gaming. listening to music

do u have any pets? two cats n a dog

how tall r u? five foot two

favourite subject @ school? rn it’s history. used to be history n spanish but the ppl in my class n teachers r jarring icl

dream job? sports journalist (hopefully at sky doing football or smth)

15 questions, 15 friends

(thank you for tagging me @luvvtrent <3)

1 - are you named after anyone? nope but my third name is my grandma's last name

2 - when was the last time you cried? of sadness, probably Friday night, other than that yesterday

3 - do you have kids? nope, but i want some

4 - what sports do you play/have played? i used to play basketball when i was younger, than i took dancing classes (hip-hop and dancehall), i did a year of thaï boxing and now i do musculation at my school

5 - do you use sarcasm? sarcasm is me

6 - what is the first thing you notice about people? their outfit and their face

7 - what is your eye color? dark brown

8 - scary movies or happy endings? happy ending, i don't watch scary movies

9 - any talents? i can sing i guess

10 - where were you born? normandy in france

11 - what are your hobbies? eating, listening to music, i kinda like watching movies

12 - do you have any pets? nope, my parents don't want to 💀💀

13 - how tall are you? you mean how short ? 5'4 probably (I've been saying I'm 1,63m but i think I'm shorter

14 - favorite subject at school? english and spanish

15 - dream job? music journalist (or at least in the entertainment field)

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