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♡?¿ (A random prompt/scenario)

I wanted to try posting another one. I did this a few weeks ago:)).

Again, english is my SECOND language, I'm bad at creative descriptions, punctuations may be wrong, AND I made this in the middle of the night so it may not make sense or it's not rational. But it would be nice to give me you guys' opinions for me to improve and learn :)

M4F - Male (mc) for female (fl)

(MC) - Main character name

(FL) - Female lead/love interest name

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While (FL) is laying on my chest, she kisses me softly. I kiss her head back in return before I settle in the couch. We're just chilling in our home. Thankfully, she has her day off for today. She decided to rewatch some Disney movies and I went along with her. We've ready rewatched like 4 or 6 movies since this morning. I already memorized most of these movies but whatever makes her happy.

A scene of Mulan is playing on the TV. I hold her close to me. (FL) squeezes my hand on her stomach. "What's wrong, my love?" I ask in concern as I squeeze her hand back.

Knowing (FL), she's like this when she wants to get my attention. She doesn't speak for a moment, shifting her body on me. She seems to be composing herself before telling me, and it's making me nervous.

"Err... This is hard to tell you... But... Ugh..." (FL) pauses then continues, "I hate League of Legends."

Usually, I would panic at her next words when she tries to get my attention. I sigh in relief that it wasn't anything serious before I retort at her comment, "What?! Babe. League of Legends is the best. How could you say that?!" I say teasingly.

"Pwahh!! It's hard and boring! I don't get why you're so addicted to that game!" She pouts. She's always so cute when she pouts. It makes me want to kiss it away.

"Please~ It's not my fault that you're bad at it." I give her a smirking expression.

"Lend me a hand in the game at least?" (FL) pleads with those pretty eyes of hers. Who wouldn't say no to that?

"Easy! I'll show you the teachings of a pro." I wink.

As soon as the movie finished, we decided to eat dinner. We cooked some beef stew together but I did most of the job.

"So? What do you think??" She asks me after I tasted the beef stew. It's funny how she's taking credit.

"Eating this might give me a stomach ache." I comment.

"I-I-... No, it won't!!" She pouts again.

"Though, I did most of the work." I taste the beef stew one more time.

"Heyy!! I helped!"

"Uh-huh..." I tease her again as I chuckle. I need to set up the table so I turn away from her to get the plates and utensils from the cupboard.

Reaching for the cupboard, I suddenly flinch at the sound of a metal pot falling and ringing in my ears.

Then, I turn around immediately to see (FL) on her knees with her hands on her head. The pot we cooked on spilled the beef stew on the floor.

She winces. Seems like her head hurts. I immediately go over to her and wrap my arm around her shoulder to comfort her. "Are you okay? What happened?" I ask in concern.

"Hah... It hurts, (MC)..." She's just looking down she's not looking at me...

Easing her up, I get a wet cloth to put it on her forehead. "Deep breaths, honey. Deep breaths..." I try to calm her down.

"Let me go..." She mutters. I blink in confusion, leaning in to hear her more.

"Please, let me go, (MC)... You're hurting me..." She says.

My eyes widen at her word. What is she talking about? I'm trying to help her. What is going on with her?

Earlier, she was fine... She's not telling me something...

She suddenly pushes me and my hands support me from falling back. I shake my head in confusion before looking at her... exposed flesh on her forehead.

Her skin on her head is practically tearing off from her muscle, and blood is seeping from it.

"Help me, (MC)..." She calls out for me before I started to scream.

My vision turns black for a while before it came back. I see her body on the floor, bleeding and bruised. It looks like some of her bones are are broken, it makes her look like a used marionette.

I look around my surroundings. It's a run-down place. It smells like shit. I'm in a shitty living room and I see a white powder in a small plastic and a syringe on a wooden coffee table.

My eyes widen when I realize. I gaze at my hand. Bloodied fucking hand. It's holding a bloodied hammer. Then I look at her bloodied, broken body.

Oh fuck...

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Misunderstanding. (A random prompt/scenario)

Before we get started, english is my SECOND language, I'm bad at creative descriptions, punctuations may be wrong, AND I made this in the middle of the night so it may not make sense or it's not rational. But it would be nice to give me you guys' opinions for me to improve and learn :)

F4M - Female (mc) for male (ml)

(MC) - Main character name

(ML) - Male lead/love interest name

Alright, LET'S GOOO

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"You would go to such lengths?"

I choke out the words with difficulty. My head hurts from crying. I don't think I can look at him the same anymore. Those sweet words he whispered when we were wrapped around each other's arms... were they just mere lies?

"What are you talking about?!" He asks furiously, slamming down his fist on the table. He doesn't seem to care about his surroundings at the moment. We're in our dining room, some of the servants standing by the corner to wait for any orders we- or simply he -give them.

I look at the servants and feel bad for them having to witness all this. I look at Mary, my most trusted servant and friend, gesturing for her to take the others out the room. She mutters something to the servants and thankfully, they left the dining room in a rush.

I show him a note that he gave to one of the maids. It wrote; "Please see me in the bedchamber tonight"

His handwriting disgusts me now. I heard from the maids that he was secretly calling in a maid to occupy our bed whenever I'm out to participate and help in the orphanage I give donations to. At first I did not believe it, until I saw the note inside our bedside drawer hidden in his jewelry box.

"Oh, (ML)! Explain this absurd note!"

His muscles tense at my loud accusation. He's looking at the doorway of the dining room then at me back and forth like he's thinking of a way to get out of this conversation. But he can't. He shouldn't. He has to face the consequences.

Once again, he doesn't answer. I speak again, my voice breaking, "You hate me that much? Then why? Why would you agree to marry me just because my parents said so? Why didn't you just run off with that woman you love ever so much?!"

The silence is suffocating and I feel ridiculous for being the only one who is talking in a room with the two of us. And it makes me sound like I'm in the wrong here.

"I don't..." He finally found his voice to speak. "I don't hate you..." He mutters as he let go of his spoon. He's looking down at his food, trying not to look me in the eye.

This makes me even more furious. He's always so hard to read that it irritates me. "Then tell me! Explain to me whatever it is on your mind! For God's sake, (ML)... Is it that hard?!" I shake my head in disbelief.

"I can't give you a child you want, (MC)." He says it so bluntly but he's still avoiding my gaze.

At that moment, my heart sinks in his words. I sit still, looking at him in shock. "What do you mean?"

"I cannot make a child with you. There's this... thing that's something wrong with me ever since I was born." He confessed, he looks so upset. He sighs before continuing, "I've been asking Sara, the maid, for help if there was any way I could do so. She said she used to be a doctor and I asked for her help."

I swallow a lump in my throat. I can't believe what I'm hearing. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I'm sorry, I can't make a child with you. But please, know that I would never hate you. I simply didn't marry you just for the sake of your parents. I love you, I really do. When I first laid eyes on you, my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. It made me want to marry you right there and then."

I remember. We first met when my parents introduced me to him. He looked nervous before but I've seen his change of character. I wasn't interested at first but the more we got to know each other, the more I felt secure in his presence.

He stands up from his seat across the table and walks over to mine. He gets on his knees and takes my hands from my lap. He looks up at me as he continues his words, "I'm sorry if you got the wrong idea of the note, my love. I would never cheat on you. If you want, you could supervise me on everything." He's trying to tease me but at the same time, he's trying to reassure me. "It's alright if you want a man who can actually give you a chi-"

My breath hitches at the sight of his eyes welling up with tears. He gets cut off by me immediately sliding off my seat and I get on my knees too. I wrap my arms on his head and pressing his face on my chest. I stroke his head and kiss it. "I would never leave you because of such thing. You do know adopting is still an option, right?" I suggest.

He looks up at me from my chest and says, "I didn't think you'll...-"

"(ML)! What do you take me for?" I smack his head lightly and chuckle it off. "Pish posh, finish your food."

He chuckles too before giving me a peck on the lips and he smiles softly at me. "I love you so much that the stars can't even align how much."

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The Lord of Dreams is looking so good in his S2 outfit [bows to the king]

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In honor of this post of mine getting over one hundred notes, I decided to do a sequel because I found some more

Edit: found some more

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I be like “idc” then throw the book across the room and ugly cry

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it starts with us messy headers

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“You know what?” I said to him.

He slid his fingers through mine and squeezed my hand. “What?”

“You’re my favorite person.”

“Out of how many people?” he asked.

“All of them.”

— Colleen Hoover, It Ends With Us.

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Oh, boy, now I understand why ,,It ends with us" and ,, Shatter me" have taken over booktok - booktokers will never be able to recover mentally if they read books like ,, Ninth house", ,,The poppy war" and ,,Red rising".

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book men who set the standards:

zade meadows

atlas corrigan

aaron warner

roma montagov

percy jackson

jameson hawthorne

grayson hawthorne

kaz brekker

rhysand

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entering hell

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YOUR MAN who tries to deny the growing feelings in his heart, averting their gaze away from you and going back to whatever they were doing, only for you to end up consuming every space in his brain.

he tries to play it cool, brushing off every questions and assumptions from their friends and coworkers about him 'crushing' on you. that's nonsense, how could they get such impression? intolerable. what was that? they saw him placing his hand below the table while you were leaning down to grab something, so you wouldn't risk bumping your head? nonono, he just didn't know where to put his hand and it somehow, coincidentally, ended up protecting you, nothing more. and then his friends were like "yeah, right, nothing more."

YOUR MAN who's willing to peel the skin off of your orange for you, who choose to walk closer to the road whenever you tag along, who always gives in when you tell them to act silly with you, who comes up behind you when you're trying to grab a book on high shelves, who opens the door for you—whether you're entering a restaurant, a car, or your house.

YOUR MAN who places his hand beside your head in a bumpy ride so you won't get hurt, who blows on your hot drink before giving it to you, who will gently kiss your scars, injuries, and every tears you shed. hell, he'd even remove whoever causes you pain from existence—unless you don't want them to, because only you are allowed (& able) to command them.

YOUR MAN who fails to be subtle and blush whenever you care for him, no matter how small the gesture is, they always notice. he feels like going back to being a highschooler having his first crush—actually, you are his first crush, since he never cared much for romance until you came.

YOUR MAN who's horrible at hiding his emotions, making everyone roll their eyes whenever he starts acting all cool and unbothered around you. we know you love them, stop pretending bud.

[ʚ♡ɞ] blade, alhaitham, neuvillette, dan heng, dan feng, leviathan, wriothesley, albedo, diluc, zayne, luocha, veritas ratio, xiao + your faves <3

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survivor vincent au doodles

i have no idea how to draw burnt scars so im just looking at references and winging it

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my contribution to the dead plate fandom (you will likely never see me again)

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Oh look its my blorbos in this dank art meme

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i keep forgetting to post on tumblr. hi guys.

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the eras✨ #TaylorSwift

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