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spencerreidenjoyer · 4 months

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stress relief | spencer reid x reader

wc: 3k, rating: explicit/18+

warning/tags: established relationship, face fucking, blowjobs, vaginal sex, submissive!spencer, whiny!spencer, insecure!spencer (just a little, more like awkward lol), confident (and insanely horny) fem!reader

a/n: i'm back with more pwp!! surprise!!! i have no excuse. i wrote this in about 2 days. i needed to get it out of my system i think this spencer (s3-4) is crazy and perfect and i need him. also thank you for 100 followers on this little reid blog of mine! i hope to keep writing more on here <3

(p.s: you can find this fic on ao3!)

When you get on your knees between Spencer’s legs, looking up at him with wide eyes that spell sin, Spencer knows he’s in for a wild ride.

“You’ve been working too hard, Spence,” you say, shaking your head, speaking like you’re talking about the weather and not like you have a hand on his crotch, steadily stiffening under your touch.

You watch Spencer’s throat bob as he gulps. He blinks quickly, once, twice. “Yeah? You think so?”

“I know so,” you hum, fingers already toying with the button of his work slacks. Spencer had gotten home late from work tonight, but was still fretting over the stacks of reports on his desk in his home office in the apartment you share. After dinner, you’d convinced him to lounge on the couch for a bit, instead of getting back to work – leading you to where you are right now. “I think you need to relieve some of your stress.”

Almost like he’s nervous, his tongue darts out to lick his lips. “What are you thinking?”

“Orgasms release endorphins which contribute to stress relief, no?” You parrot the fun fact Spencer’s told you countless times, a small smirk on your face. As if your hand gently palming his cock hasn’t made your intentions more than obvious.

His eyebrows raise. “Oh. Yeah. Okay.”

“Wow, you could at least sound a little more enthusiastic about your girlfriend giving you head.” You deadpan, but you pop the button of his slacks anyway.

Spencer squeaks. “Sorry. I– I really want you to blow me.”

“I know, darling,” you coo, pulling down the zipper of his fly slowly, feeling the hardness of his cock pressed against it. His underwear is a bright pink when it gets exposed. You chuckle to yourself. “Cute."

Spencer flusters, laughing nervously. “Oh my God. I kind of forgot I was wearing those. Haha. Sorry."

“Baby,” you frown slightly. You’re not mad, not in the slightest, just amused with how he’s acting. You place your hands on his thighs, pausing with any of the action. “Why are you sorry? I think you’re so cute, you know.”

“My head isn’t on straight right now,” Spencer sighs, shaking his head. “I just want– Like, it’s going to be good for me, obviously, because you’re so good at this. I don’t need to want anything. I just– Want this to be good for you too.”

“It’ll be good for me if you stop overthinking it, Spence.” You smile. “It’s chill. Also, when do I not enjoy sucking your cock?”

Spencer covers his face with his hand, but you see him smile, laughing to himself. “You’re so crude, y’know? But I suppose you do really enjoy sucking me off.”

“I know.” You chirp. “And I do."

Your hand is down Spencer’s pants before he can even tell you to go ahead, but he knows that you know he wants it. Spencer hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, taking them off. His cock jumps up and you watch, fascinated with the obscenity of it all. Spencer’s cock curves up towards his stomach, reddening at the tip already.

You wrap your hand around his hardening cock, as you start to jerk him off. He lets out a high-pitched whimper, like he can’t control himself, and he cups a hand over his mouth. His eyes are wide as he stares down at you. You giggle, “It’s cute.”

“It’s kind of embarrassing,” Spencer says, his face a little red already.

You pout. “Come on, Spence. It’s really hot.”

His hand falls from his face to his lap, coming up to cup your cheek gently. “You like it?”

“You’re so sexy.” You nod. “Of course I like it. Now, make those noises for me again, pretty boy.”

Spencer squeaks as you tighten your grip around his cock, eyes fluttering shut as you stroke him. You work him up to full hardness – not that it takes very long for him to get there. You flick your thumb over the head of Spencer’s cock, tease into his slit where he’s steadily leaking already. His precome makes everything slick and sticky, easing the slide of your fist over his length.

Your eyes flit between Spencer’s face and his cock, marvelling at the growing mess in your hand and how his face is slowly but surely revealing his pleasure. He’s flushed, lower lip pulled in between his teeth, as you watch his chest rise and fall. His gaze pierces you, the intensity of how he looks sending shivers down your spine.

Knowing Spencer’s looking down at you, you open your mouth and stick your tongue out, pressing it flat against the tip of his cock. Spencer lets out a strangled breath, eyes bugging out at the erotic sight of you between his legs. You wrap your lips around him, suckling gently on the head of his cock. You hope to make Spencer lose his mind like this. With the way he’s breathing heavily, lips parted as he takes in all of you, you think it’s working.

His whines are more frequent, accenting his hard breaths. You see how Spencer doesn’t know what to do with his hands, watch as he digs his nails into the flesh of his palms, and you instead hold him by his wrists to put his hands in your hair. The weight is comforting, and encourages you to sink down on his cock more. You take more than half of him into your mouth, but Spencer being… well-endowed meant that you often never were able to fit all of him in, unless you were in a particular mood.

The tip of Spencer’s cock hits the back of your throat, once it’s slid in. You gag at the intrusion, and Spencer lifts you off of him, slightly freaked out. “Are- Are you okay?”

“Baby, please,” you sigh, endeared but annoyed at the fact that he’s getting in the way of his own pleasure. “Trust me with this. Just focus on feeling good?”

Spencer’s brows furrow slightly, lips drawn into a little pout, but you nod to soothe his concerns. “Spencer, I want you to use me–” You stick your tongue out to lick at his length again, making him shudder. “–Just like this.”

“You want– You want me to…?” Spencer trails off, unsure if he’s picking up what you’re putting down.

“Fuck my face, Spencer,” you say bluntly, tired of flirting in circles. It’s fun flirting with Spencer, because it’s fun to fluster him when he isn’t expecting it, but right now, when he isn’t getting the hint, you need to lay it all out for him. “Use my mouth like a fleshlight. Whatever you want to do. Please.”

He inhales sharply, stunned at your explicitness. He pushes his hair back, out of his face, taking the time to process… everything. His gaze is tender, though, as he gently cups your cheek. “Okay. Yeah. I can do that. But if you don’t want it anymore, you– You have to let me know, okay?”

You smile up at him, pleased that he’s finally letting some of his inhibitions go, even if he still seems hesitant. You pat the side of his thigh thrice. “I’ll do that if it’s too much.”

“I love you.” Spencer says softly.

“I love you too, Spence.” You hum. “Now hurry up and fuck my face.”

“Jesus, you’re so crude,” Spencer laughs. He leans forward to press a kiss to your forehead. Pulling back, he guides his cock to your mouth, the head of his cock pressing against the plush of your lips. His mouth is open when he looks at you like this. He whispers, “Fuck.”

You open your mouth to take him in, like you were before, sinking down inch by inch, until he’s comfortably settled in the back of your throat. Spencer doesn’t move to fuck your face yet, so you make the first move. You bob your head up and down on his length, making sure your mouth is wet and slick as you suck him off. He lets out a moan, hand fisted in your hair.

And here’s where it starts: You slow on his cock, and Spencer, finally taking what he wants, pushes your head down onto his cock for more. You gag slightly. Spencer pulls your head back up, pushes you back down. While you appreciate how much he cares about you, him putting his pleasure first in using you like this makes your toes curl.

Spencer’s cock in the back of your throat is not uncomfortable, not yet, but Spencer steels himself to fuck your mouth and you find your veins thrumming with adrenaline. Spencer’s first thrust is exploratory, cautious. He’s nervous, or it at least feels like it when he fucks into your mouth. You would tell him off, but your mouth is kind of occupied right now. Instead, you glance up at him, and hope that your gaze tells him to just fuck me.

One arm against the backrest of the couch, Spencer thrusts into your mouth again. He gasps. Chasing his own pleasure, his eyes flutter shut as he fucks your mouth. His thrusts are shallow, desperate, hurried, but his mouth falls open in stuttered, eager moans. He’s so gorgeous.

You’ve never heard anything so perfect, the way Spencer moans, the way he cries out your name. You press your legs together to stave off the arousal building between them. You feel like a mess, Spencer’s hand making a mess of your hair, Spencer’s cock making a mess of your mouth. You think spit is probably all over your chin right now, but he’d probably think you still look great anyway.

Spencer gasps, out of breath as he whimpers, “I’m– I’m close, I can’t–”

He fucks into your mouth once, twice more, before slumping back down onto the couch. There’s a slick, wet ‘pop’ as you pull off of Spencer, pouting slightly. “You know I’m happy to swallow, Spence.”

Spencer laughs, tired, and explains, “I know you do, dear. I just don’t think I have it in me to come more than once. And I really want to come inside of you.”

His words make you blush. Spencer doesn’t get too explicit too often, so hearing him say dirty things always turns you on. You reach up to wipe yourself clean, but Spencer’s already ahead of you with a tissue pressed to your face, gentle as he wipes your mouth and chin.

After cleaning you up, he helps you up off your knees and onto the couch. You’re both still clothed, sure, but Spencer’s boxers and pants have been pushed down to reveal his cock; you must be even more of a mess, hair rustled and face messy, and the desperation that makes itself clear at the sight of the both of you makes you giggle.

Spencer smiles at you. “What are you laughing about?”

“We must look insane right now,” you laugh. “We’re not even naked yet and we’re like this.”

“Well, I think you look beautiful,” Spencer says earnestly in a quiet voice, his hand tucking your hair behind your ear. Spencer’s touch is gentle, it always is, and especially in stark contrast to the way he’d fucked your face, just like you told him to. “My lovely girl.”

“Spence,” you purr, nuzzling into his hand as he cradles your face. “Love you.”

“I love you too.” Spencer’s answer is immediate, certain, and it makes you acutely aware of how turned on you are.

“I love you so much, and I really need you to fuck me right now.” You look up at him, watch as his face warms from serious to amused. You shift away from him slightly on the couch, but use the extra space to spread your legs. “Use this pussy, baby.”

Now, he presses his finger to his temple, shaking his head playfully. “Your mouth is filthy. You’re filthy.”

You grin. “Aww, Spence, at least tell me you like it!”

He leans forward to kiss you, hard and eager and desperate. You moan into the kiss, as his hand is pressed into the small of your back. You run your hand through his hair, where it’s starting to curl past the nape of his neck. When he pulls away, he says, looking deep into your eyes: “I like you. And your filthy mouth. Now let me fuck you.”

You giggle, wildly turned on as his long, deft fingers push your shorts and panties off. He kisses along your neck as he does so, then lays you back on the couch, and his thumb rubs circles into your inner thigh softly as he regards you, admires you. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

“You are too,” you say, awed, as Spencer takes off his nerdy little button-up. His body is perfect – not skin-and-bones skinny, but there’s a healthy litheness to him that you appreciate, especially when you’re grabbing at him while he fucks you. “Want you right now.”

“I know,” Spencer hums soothingly, leaning forward to kiss your forehead. “Come on, love.”

Propping yourself up on your elbows, you watch, slack-jawed, as he wraps a hand around himself. His eyes flutter shut as he strokes himself, but he quickly snaps himself back to reality: guiding his cock in between your legs. He presses the tip to your clit, messy and glistening with your slick, and rubs against you in circles. You moan, feeling a little pathetic as you rut your hips forward to find any more pleasure like this.

Now, he presses the head of his cock to your hole, teasing, pushing it in slightly before it slips back out and spreads more of your slick across the rest of your cunt. You whine, pouting up at Spencer. He coos at you, “Okay, okay.”

Finally, he’s settled against your hole, the blunt head of his cock pressing into you excruciatingly slowly. It’s exhilarating, feeling him feed his cock into your hole, feeling him stretch you open, feeling like you were made for each other. He holds your leg up so he can press up closer to you, feeling so full as he puts his cock inside of you.

“Spencer,” you moan when he stops moving. “Fuck me. Just like earlier.”

”Okay, love.” Spencer nods, trails his hand down your waist and hips, down your thighs. “My gorgeous girl.”

Spencer thrusts into you, the first one sending electric pleasure through your body. He always loves to do it like this, make love to you slowly, intensely rocking into you until you feel all his love. You always do, but you don’t want that tonight. He knows that’s not what you want tonight.

When Spencer starts fucking you, his hips have gained a steady rhythm, your skin slapping together obscenely. It’s so wet between you two, where he’s pressed inside you. He fucks you hard and fast, eyebrows furrowed as he chases his own high. He’s so fucking cute, even while naked and trying his best to make you feel just as good as he does. He’s panting and groaning, your own moans mixing in with his. He knows you want him like this, hard and fast and messy.

You can’t form a coherent sentence, only able to babble and cry out for Spencer, for more, and you cling onto his arms as he pounds into you. You’ve never felt Spencer like this before. Sure, he’s always eager to please, doing whatever makes you feel good, but him going so hard, just like this, just the way you want makes you feel so needy, the both of you feeding off of each other’s desperation. All you can focus on is Spencer’s skin touching yours, the in-out slide of his cock, the slapping of skin on skin, the wet, slick noises of his cock fucking in and out of you.

“Cumming, Spence, I’m cumming,” You cry out needily, desperately, and you moan when he presses his thumb to your clit. He flicks at your clit in rough, hurried little circles. The pressure is cruel but just what you need for your release, and your whole body shakes as you orgasm. The high is so good, a different type of pleasure coursing through your veins.

You clench around Spencer, your cunt like a vice grip on him. Moaning loudly, his hips are stuttering as he comes inside of you too. He fucks out whatever momentum’s left in him, but pulls out quickly and gently, because he knows how fast you get overstimulated afterward.

He kisses your cheek, the corner of your mouth, then presses his lips to yours. The kiss is soft, sweet, tame, unlike the depravity you were engaged in before, and the juxtaposition makes your head spin. Spencer, who is usually such a sweet, soft guy, being able to fuck you so hard and fast until the couch was creaking underneath you. You suppose that’s what he’s capable of when you ask. You like it. You wonder what else you can ask him to do. You think he’d do it in a heartbeat, knowing him.

“That was amazing,” you giggle breathlessly. “Spence, you’re a madman.”

”For you, my dear,” Spencer smiles. “Anything for you.”

You snuggle into his side, resting your head on his chest as you lay on the couch. You’re both sticky and gross, but you’re sure Spencer will be more than happy to clean up later. Right now, you’re just pleased to be cuddling your boyfriend.

”So, do you feel less stressed out about work now?” You ask, after a moment of comfortable silence.

”Well, I certainly wasn’t thinking about work,” Spencer laughs. “You know, some sociologists believe stress can be caused by positive events too? I think you cause me stress, but it’s good stress.”

”Watch your mouth, genius,” you snark playfully. “You’re lucky you’re cute enough that I’d take being called a stressor a compliment.”

“I love you,” Spencer sing-songs.

You roll your eyes, but can’t help the stupid grin that forms on your face. “Yeah, yeah.”

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kaylinalexanderbooks · 6 months

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Find the word

Thanks to @sleepywriter00 for the tag here! Sorry this is a little late I got behind on these!

My words: spoon, energy, study, listen

Your words: future, slice, deserve, access

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TSP intro

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Keep reading for:

Talk about planners and Gabriel's nickname

Short passage of pseudoscience babble

Telepathy world building! Will this change? Who knows!?

Maddie helps Kelsey calm down <3

Spoon (twice!) - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Lexi POV)

“Oh, shoot, I forgot my planner.” I turned to see it still lying on the floor. I flicked my wrist slightly to teleport it in my hand. “You brought a planner to breakfast?” Tyler asked as he drank his orange juice. “It’s just how I manage my life,” I said. I opened it up on the table to show them the January schedule. “Wow, that’s really pretty,” said Carla. “I don’t need a planner, given my powers.” “Aw, yeah, I wish I could just stop time at my leisure,” I said as I closed the planner again. “I have a planner,” said Tyler. “It’s called here.” He pointed to his head. “Medina has one like yours, but it’s a little boring.” “One, you need to write things down in case you forget,” said Gabriel, pointing at Tyler with his spoon. “Two, I don’t see why a planner needs color.” “To organize different activities,” I answered. “Hm. Well, I guess mine is just schoolwork and my job.” “You have a job?” I asked, leaning forward. Gabriel nodded. “Construction job—perfect for terrakinetics. After school on the weekdays, I walk about fifteen minutes to a site—” “Wait, you live here full time?” I asked. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.” “You’re fine, I don’t care. Yes, I live here full time.” I chose not to inquire any further, even though Gabriel didn’t seem that bothered by it. “After school, I do the homework that I need to get done, then I help the docs out.” “What do they need help with?” “Various things. Um, right now we’re sorting through the multiverse database to see if we can find Rosalinda.” “Oh, yes, that’s right.” “G,” Carla whispered. “I’m fine, Carla,” I said. “But thanks. It’s actually really cool that Gills is helping.” “Gills?” Gabriel sighed then continued eating. “You really have been spending way too much time with Stafford.” “When are you gonna accept it’s an actual genius nickname?” Tyler asked. “Then why don’t you use it?” “It’s too silly for you.” “Do you not like the nickname?” I asked. “We can stop using it.” “Unfortunately, Nakashima is right,” Gabriel muttered, spinning his cereal around with his spoon. “It’s a pretty clever nickname. It’s so stupid, it almost works.”

It's Gills because his initials are GLZ (surname not included)

Energy - from The Secret Portal Part One

William put down his tablet and rubbed his eyes beneath his glasses. He’d been working so late that it was now early. It was so quiet he could hear the snakefly behind him violently flapping its wings. He sighed, then reread the last paragraph he’d written: Replicating the negative energy density found in a chronokinetic’s rifts is no easy task. The level needed to connect one time to another is far greater than a Level-7 teleporter, but nowhere near the level in the portal that connects our reality to Ceteri, nor even a dimensiokinetic. If chronokinetics were less seldom born, perhaps this task would be accessible. William glanced at the chemicals bubbling in the flask on the table before him. As there hadn’t been a documented chronokinetic in a century, it was nearly impossible to replicate their powers considering the amount of negative pressure needed. He would have to work with what he had: a Level-7 teleporter’s DNA—not common, but much more so than a chronokinetic. Jumping through space required significantly less negative energy density than time jumping, so trying to get it up to what he desired was no easy feat.

Study - from The Secret Portal Part One (Ash POV)

I'm probably gonna change the "in a century" thing. Not sure what I'm gonna do but it feels wrong.

“Telepathy is an exception to the classification of powers. It and shapeshifting are the only two recorded to not have their sub-powers build off each other, but rather have them separate.” “Why are there so few sub-powers?” I prodded. “The mind doesn’t have a limit, therefore telepathy shouldn’t, either, right?” Carla waved her hand side-to-side as if to say eh, kinda. Aloud, she answered, “It’s been said that there have been cases of telepaths with more advanced powers, but there has only been one recorded case. Though some conspiracy theorists say there were more, but weren’t recorded, and that they went into hiding, locked themselves away, or maybe went insane.” “Insane?” I repeated. Carla fiddled with the ring hanging from the chain around her neck. “The mind can only stretch so far. If advanced telepaths did—or even do—exist, there would be no way they could function. Their minds aren’t able to communicate the information that they can comprehend. They end up lost in their own thoughts, unable to reach out to another being.” I fell silent. “Carla’s in an online holographic course in Telepathic Theory,” George said, breaking the silence. “All of that is just theory. Scientists who study the telepathic mind made a list of potential powers.” “Can powers develop?” I asked. “Of course,” said Carla. “Most Alii, in general, start at a lower Level, usually a Level-1, and most become more powerful. It depends on the person.” “So, you’re saying I have the potential to be a powerful telepath?” Carla laughed. “No, the odds are you’ll be able to read minds and that’s it. Maybe one sub-power.” “Oh.” My shoulders dropped. “Okay.”

Listen - from The Secret Portal Part One (Kelsey POV)

“Kelsey!” I heard a faint voice say. “Kelsey!” I opened my eyes, lifting my head against the strong wind. A small figure walked toward me, kneeling down beside me. “Kelsey, look at me,” Maddie said, grabbing my hands. Her long hair whipped around her body, out to me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I clasped her hand. My neck was ticking uncontrollably, preventing me from meeting her eyes. “It’s gonna be okay,” she said, pulling me forward into a hug. I embraced her, shaking, twitching, sobbing. “Kelsey, listen. Remember yesterday when this happened? You made the mansion toxic. Remember?” I nodded. “I don’t want that in my house. But you need to get rid of this… weird darkness stuff instead of just making it explode. Can you do that?” I shook my head. “Just focus on me, ‘kay? Now, can you breathe? Slowly?” I did, inhaling and exhaling. “I think you can make this black smoke go away if you imagine sucking it all up. Or maybe it just needs to disappear. Can you do that? Imagine it. Maybe it’ll work.” I closed my eyes, imagining the darkness fading away until it disappeared. I imagined the air in the room was still at breathable levels. That the smoke nor wind didn’t affect anything around it. The wind stopped. The darkness went away. Still in Maddie’s arms, I opened my eyes. The room looked untouched.

Pretty sure I've shared that last excerpt before but I like it

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lexusiswriting · 3 months

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A love you deserve (Ricky Olson) - Part 16 of ?

Hi guys! <3

Hope you're enjoying this story :3

Warnings: none.

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We helped each other to get dressed faster, in case someone would knock on the door. Thanks God it did not happen. Now we were sitting across from each other and I saw how Ricky’s expression changed drastically.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about something that I’ve been kind of afraid to say.”

“You know you can tell me anything. What is it about, Ricky?”

“I hate the fact that no one knows about us and we have to hide our love behind close doors. Maybe we can tell the boys, for the start. If you want to, of course.”

For a second I thought how funny this situation is. In the past, he was the one that wanted to keep us a secret, and now he wants the whole entire world to know. I thought about it for a second before I would give him an answer.

“I think it’s a great idea. At least our close friends deserve to know.”

Ricky took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. This was his way of thanking me for giving him exactly what he wanted. At that moment, I forgot about every bad thing in my life, focusing only on the man who was holding me tight in his arms.

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It was the time for Motionless in White to leave for tour, and I had mixed feelings about it. Of course, I was happy for them, but I hated the fact that Ricky would not be here with me for the next few months.

We also prepared for the big reveal of our relationship. This was the best moment to announce what we hope it was a secret.

Every time one of my bands would leave for tour, I would meet with them to wish them good luck. I always felt we were all a big family, as cliché as it sounds, and I tried my best to show each one of them how much I cared.

It was time for them to leave, so I put my phone in a place where no one could see it. Of course, I wanted to have this moment forever with me.

I went first to hug Justin and then Ryan. Vinny came running to me as a happy little child to get his hug. When it came to Chris, he looked down at me for a second, before he would get me up and spin me around.

“Okay, just put me down now!”

“It’s not my fault you’re so little.”

Then it was Ricky’s turn, and it was our plan to leave him last. We wanted to be sure we had their attention.

I hugged him, as I did the others, and then backed off a little just so I could see his face.

“Good luck, Ricky.”

“Thanks.”

Then he kissed me, right in front of them. They were all shocked and speechless, besides Vinny.

“I knew it! I told you there was something going on with them!”

“How did you know?”

“Are you kidding me? I lost count of how many times I saw you talking in a corner or looking at each other like you were about to fuck right in that spot.”

That was unexpected, and we were all laughing, except Chris. His eyes had no emotion in them while he was looking at me. That’s when he left us to go on the bus, without saying a word.

I left Ricky’s embrace, telling him I had to do this alone.

“Chris? Can we talk?”

“For how long has this been going on?”

“A couple of months… but officially together for almost 2 months.”

“I thought I was your best friend, Lexus. What happened with that?”

“And you still are! But I was afraid you’ll be judging me for choosing Ricky once again.”

“If he would’ve been the same, I would clearly do that. But he is a good friend of mine now, and I know he will never hurt you again. Are you happy with him?”

“Yes. I’ve never been happier. Blair loves him too.”

“Wow, you moved pretty fast with that. I guess Corey isn’t happy with this whole situation.”

“No, he’s not. But I really don’t care. Both Blair and I deserve someone that would make us feel loved. It’s not our fault he couldn’t do it.”

“That’s true. You know, I hated you for a second back there when you two kissed. I truly had no idea, and it was clear it was happening for some time.”

“Believe me that I really wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t. I was afraid he might leave me again.”

“And now you’re sure it’s not going to happen?”

“Yes. Even though we haven’t told each other the magical three words yet, I know the feeling is there.”

“Then I’m happy for you both.”

He hugged me and put his head on mine, and that’s how Ricky found us. The big smile on his face reflected mine, knowing that we both needed to share our secret with the ones we love.

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The next 3 months passed very slowly, and I tried everything to keep myself busy. I was more present at the studio than ever, and no one thought this could even be possible. The only times I was home was when Blair was there, keeping me company. I never thought she would miss Ricky as much as I do, but we tried to communicate when he got some free time.

I was so happy for them, the tour was going amazing. Almost every show was sold out, and some venues called me to ask if I could add some more dates to the list. Even though I didn’t want to have to wait even more, I asked them every time what they thought about this idea. I was glad to hear them all say they have enough shows to perform for the moment.

Today I felt like I needed a day for myself, staying at home, watching a film, maybe reading a book. I need to live for myself for at least a day, not thinking about how much time I have to wait for Ricky. And I couldn’t choose a better day, as Blair was going to sleep at one of her friends tonight.

I decided to go for a book first and to leave the film for later. While I was searching for something to catch my eye, I heard my phone ring. A big smile appeared on my face, thinking that Ricky made some time for me. But when I checked, I saw it was actually Corey.

“Hi, Lexus. I hope your day is going well.”

“Um, hi? It was until you called. What do you want?”

“I just wanted to ask if you received any specific letter?”

“Why? What is going on?”

“Just go and check. I’m sure it’s there already. I told you that you’re going to regret it.”

And with that, he ended the call. My heart was racing as crazy as I went to the kitchen. I got a lot of letters to look at on the table, but not one second I thought something important was on there. While I was moving them like crazy, my attention was caught quickly by a sender: the courthouse. I opened the letter as fast as I could, and I tried to find the important part of why was this sent to me.

“No! You can’t do this to me!”

I started to cry uncontrollably, and my hands were shaking, making the letter fall on the ground.

Corey wants full custody of our daughter.

#ricky olson x reader #ricky olson fanfic #ricky olson #ricky horror #ricky horror imagine #justin morrow #miw #motionless in white fanfic #ryan sitkowski #vinny mauro #chris motionless #motionless in white #requests are open #taking requests #requests #request

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Hi! You seem quite knowledgeable in this, so I though you might be the right person to ask: I'm trying to find some nice heart pirates fics with them as family doing shenanigans/general stuff. Most of the fics I've found in the Heart Pirates tag in ao3 revolve around a ship involving law and the hearts are just background characters who barely do anything, which isn't what I'm looking for. Do you have any recommendations? (I've already read some of your works, but if you want to recommend those that's good too!)

Platonic Heart Pirates Fics Rec List

Wow! huge compliment.

Yeah, I wouldn't classify myself as a Hearts Pirates writer, but I do write them. I think my best characterisations of them are in my multi-chaptered works, but they're super dark, and the Hearts aren't the focus (but boy do they shine when they get the chance!).

You've probably come across my Bepo's one shots and drabble collection. There's a few shippy pieces in there, but they're clearly marked. Most are just the crew, although focus on the main four. This was also done for the Hearts' Pirates Week, so covers all named crew members (up to that point). This one shot is surprisingly popular: Dark like the North Blue Sea (aka The Sea-Hill you Die On), and you might have come across the Straw Hat and Heart Pirates crews intermingling in this fic featuring Bepo and Chopper. I'm also guessing that you probably saw the piece I wrote for the op summer festival zine: Sun Path Ozoni. An earlier version of that is in Bepo's collection! There's also Bepo's Beptober, which features everyone, but I wouldn't really say explores them in depth!

Okay, RECS!

Any of the fics with the Hearts Pirate tag by @op-sheepy Here's a link to their AO3 dash. There are quite a few Heart Pirate drabbles on their tumblr page too.

@itsxandy 's work, stormy weather, is criminally under-read. That's 22,2221 amazing words on Law's dynamic with the crew in the polar tang in close quarters. Not necessarily happy families, but, oof, it's good. Even a very plausible theory put forward for the recruitment of Clione, I think! Or maybe Uni.

Dragon_in_a_Cypress_swamp has 6 amazing Hearts & Trafalgar Law fics too. Really good (I haven't read all, but what I have read just blows me away).

This is not a place of honor by Hyperbolic Reverie (I'm not guaranteeing that all the fics are sweet). And you've probably come across

the devil knows how to row by fab_ia, is set in Law Novel land, but with flashbacks to Law's time with the Donquixote Family. It's a work in progress. But very good. The author is keats on twitter, and I think one of the guest writers for the up coming Hearts zine. Their AO3 actually has a few Hearts' fics I want to pick through.

Dunno if this counts, but the Scrubs AU with Penguin and Shachi as Law's interns, and Bepo as a trusty nurse is both hilarious and poignant. @thegrimshapeofyoursmile

Cal14's recently been uploading some of their tumblr pieces.

@slashseeker (not getting their blog come up) has some platonic stuff on their AO3 page (their slash is pretty good too though!).

And that's about all I know for now. I'm sure you've read / been pointed towards the big collection: Tales from the Heart.

Almost forgot! If you go through @purplehairedwonder 's page, towards the start of beginning to write OP (so second page), there are about 5 fics that I'd classify as Heart centric, or the Hearts seen through Law's eyes. Not necessarily shenanigans though.

It is a ship fic, and it started before a lot of the Heart Pirates were named, but razbliuto's Methyl Nitrate Pirates really builds character and crew (and it's funny). @fablecore

Hope it helps! Sorry to anyone I've forgotten. Thanks for the ask! Let me know how they go.

Remember all, drop a kudos and comment if the fics strike your fancy❤️ Makes a Heart Pirates Heart loving Heart beat heartier.

#one piece #Heart Pirates #trafalgar law #one piece fanfiction #one piece fanfic #opfanfic #op fanfic #heart pirates fic rec list #penguin one piece #shachi one piece #bepo one piece #ask and answered #chromanswers #chromafics

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chipofsteel · 16 days

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Chip's yapping session

Hey guys chippy O'steel here

So something about me is that when I get really into something and I mean REALLY into something I'll look for as much content as I can for it. And that's been happening with grojband but since the show isn't that big I've seen almost everything for it. So I've been looking at old fanart for the show (like from 10 to 8 years ago) and I've been like "Wow some of these are cringy but that's okay because these people were teens when they drew this. I wonder where these people are now?" and while looking at old fanart for the show this thought hit me like a truck. these people were around my age when they drew grojband fanart 10 fucking years ago. Now they're adults with their own lives and they probably forgot the "ask blank" blogs they made in high school and all the fanart they made and I realized one day that's going to be me. 10 years from now I'll (hopefully) be on tour with my band and I'll forget I have this Tumblr account and that I made art for this fandom and some kid is going to be on the grojband tag looking for fanart and they'll find my old art and go "wow this is cringy but that's okay because they were a teen when they made this". and then I realized it's 3 pm and it's too early for this thought and I should stop doom-scrolling on Tumblr.

so yeah that's about it see ya.

#chipsyapping #this is so normal chat

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setaflow · 10 months

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10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags

Good morning!

Tagged by @ghostoffuturespast on my main blog and both @seeker-of-truth and @ouroboros-hideout on my sideblog-- for the sake of keeping everything jointed I'll post this on my main lol.

Buckle in folks this one's a doozy.

Connor Kenway/Ratonhnhaké:ton (Assassin's Creed III)

Even as the years go by, Connor was the character I made a Tumblr account for and pretty much the only reason I bother still paying attention to Assassin's Creed as a franchise anymore. I was there, man. I was there when everyone in the fandom and their mothers hated this guy, but I will still defend him even with my goddamn life. Characters that go through intense tragedy after intense tragedy and still come out the other side gentle and optimistic are my lifeblood.

2. Johnny Silverhand (Cyberpunk 2077)

(People who follow me for my sideblog make a Surprised Pikachu Face at this placement) My gross rat bastard man I love you I hate you I love you. An intensely tortured character with arguably more negative personality traits than positive ones, but who he is and even why he is is so engaging and tragic that you almost forget he's supposed to be getting on your nerves for most of the game's runtime. Damn you Keanu Reeves and your effortless dorky charisma.

3. Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption 2)

Arthur baby you deserved the world. An insanely complex character with gray morals and a jaded worldview who could never do right no matter how hard he tried until the one moment where it mattered most. I loved John in RDR1 and didn't really expect to get so attached to Arthur, but R* truly did grab me by the shoulders and said "Bet, bitch". To this day, the fact that I never finished that 200k+ word OC fic disguised as an Arthur character study still haunts me.

4. Korra (Avatar: The Legend of Korra)

As someone who'd watched the original Last Airbender series as it aired when I was a kid, I was super excited for a female Avatar when the series was announced back in...god, was I in high school? The point being-- when the show started really hitting it's stride with Korra's character in season 3 I was beyond hooked, and I loved season 4 probably a lot more than I think I should've, but MAN, was it a fun ride. Korra is a character and a show that both got severely panned and honestly I think once you get out of the mindset that you aren't watching Aang 2.0 you'll have a much funner time.

5. Steve Harrington (Stranger Things)

Maybe not as much in later seasons when they really leaned off his popularity + Joe Keery's charisma, but lemme tell y'all season 2 Steve had me in a bonafide stranglehold for two years. "Character stepping up to a leadership role and then getting forcibly adopted by the people they're leading" is one of my favorite tropes and the reason that it worked so well in S2 is partly because the concern of Steve still kinda/sorta had the potential to swing back towards being the bully archetype he showed shades of in S1, so you got to see his relationship with the kids start off as kinda selfish but grow into a genuine protectiveness. GOD this was a top tier man y'all! We had it so good!

6. Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn 99)

Maybe this is coming off the fact that my roommate and I literally just finished binge watching B99 for like the fifth time? But I forgot how much I actually really liked Rosa. One of the best sitcom deadpan snarkers of recent years and I personally liked that they affirmed that she didn't need to see herself settling down to be happy. I'm glad this role basically launched Stephanie Beatriz's career because she truly is the unsung hero of this show's comedy and heart and never really gets enough credit for it imho.

7. Melissa Schemmenti (Abbott Elementary)

Every single time I watch Abbott Elementary. Every. Single. Time. Someone looks at me when Schemmenti appears on screen and goes "Wow, she acts a lot like you do!". And I have to sigh and nod and pretend I don't see it lol. Though unfortunately our differing football opinions means we would probably end up in a fistfight.

8. Takashi "Shiro" Shirogane (Voltron: Legendary Defender)

I will never forgive the VLD showrunners for dropping a nuke on Shiro's character development. Seasons 1-2 Shiro was some of most fun I've ever had following a protagionist's journey to conquer his inner struggles and solely for that, I still have a massive soft spot for him. Dreamworks think about how you massacred my boy and feel bad for it.

9. Benjamin "Benji" Ovich (Beartown Series)

This gif is from the HBO Nordic series (haven't watched it, desperately still want to, don't know if I even can at this point lol), but I'm specifically talking about Benji from the Beartown book trilogy. He evolves into the series deuteragonist alongside Maya and god, he is just such a tragic character who deserves all the world and more. Go read Beartown and scream at me for it.

10. Joey Tribbiani (Friends)

"Characters I See a Lot of Myself In 2: Electric Boogaloo". Joey is the best friend in the entire cast there I said it. Honestly my ideal relationship is a funny overly-assured man who loves the New York Rangers, loves his friends intensely, and has dumb himbo energy. The loud Italian family is just an added bonus.

Uhhhhh who hasn't been tagged yet sorry guys I was late to the party on this one lmao.

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tolkien-fandom-history · 2 years

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Resurrect Like Gandalf Post-Balrog ...

Hello, friends and followers! If you're like "wow what is this blog on my dash," it is because I have been so neglectful of it that you probably forgot you even followed it or that it even existed. So let me [re]introduce it and myself.

I'm Dawn (@dawnfelagund). Hi. I research and write about Tolkien fandom history and culture, especially related to fanfiction, as an independent scholar. A pretty good rundown of my fan studies work can be found on my page on Fanlore. I am also the founder and one of the moderators for the Silmarillion Writers' Guild (@silmarillionwritersguild), sadly one of the only active Tolkien fanfiction archives still on the web. I started this blog as a place to collect anything and everything related to the Tolkien fandom's history.

But these last few years have been beastly. The SWG migrated to new software in 2021; preparing for this was nearly a second full-time job for the year leading up to the move. I'm a teacher, and in addition to the drubbing my profession has taken because of covid, I saw my entire team turn over annually for three years straight. And then I lost my house in a fire in 2021. So I let a lot of things slip, this blog among them.

Lately, I've been doing a lot of fan history work, and so I'd like to try to resurrect this place to document some of the cool things I'm finding. I'd also like to open it to others' work too. This blog takes submissions! And we follow the tag #tolkien fandom history, so tag posts you want us to see and reblog with this tag. The intent was never for this to be about my work but a place where all things Tolkien-fan-history can land.

Also, after trying for the better part of two decades, I have to accept that I am terrible at social media. So if you're someone who is active on Tumblr, comes across content relevant to this blog, and you'd be interested in helping me to comoderate it (which translates to: reblogging the stuff I will almost surely miss), please drop me an ask.

I appreciate everyone's patience all these years while my life looked like I was trying to swim across a lake filled with peanut butter. I look forward to being back and celebrating the history of one of the oldest, most vibrant, and most intriguing fandoms around!

#tolkien fandom history #tolkien #tolkien fandom #admin post

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olderthannetfic · 2 years

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Just found out I got blocked by someone, not a friend or anything of real importance, but still. Kind of fucked, like "what did I ever do to you?" and I found out, actually! Apparently, this person blocks people who don't reblog fanfic. The problem lies in the fact that I do, in fact, reblog fanfic! Wow. Crazy! Almost like a cursory glance at my blog might not give that away? Or, I don't know, hey, maybe I liked something that I intended to reblog later and just forgot (I have horrendous ADHD), or maybe I did and I didn't add tags, because apparently they also block for that, too. Fucking insane. And they're celebrating that they've blocked thousands of people. I wanted to read your fanfiction! I wanted to reblog your fanfiction! What the fuck is wrong with you!? Christ. And there was even an ask or something, where some anon proposed that they were alienating a potential audience, and they said people were alienating themselves by not reblogging creators works, and like ? Huh ? The fact is, they are alienating potential readers (maybe not all of them, sure, but you can't just assume none of those hundreds of people were never going to touch your works, and especially not when I'm right here). Like, I was very excited to see a new author I could reblog fanfic from on my dash, and didn't understand why 1) i couldn't follow them and 2) why their blog wasn't showing up for me Now I know, and it pisses me off! I'm sort of glad in the end, I guess ? but it's also annoying as hell. I was looking forward to reading and reblogging their works, but nope! Looks like they are, in fact, alienating a potential fanbase. That totally didn't backfire at all!!!

Taking blocking this personally is a bad sign, frankly.

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n1ghtw1ng-scp · 2 years

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!

if you don't celebrate christmas that's fine! just have a great day in general <3

*flips a table* it's tagging time! (if i forgot someone i'm so sorry hhhh. i most definitely did not mean to) people are gonna hate for this haha ANYWAYS the people reading this (especially my moots, whether we've talked once or almost every day) are amazing btw so thank you for existing :)

@average-mentally-ill-individual @litlebudster @inksplattedboys @spottedbread @homosexualratboy @havokzsys @fantasychica37 @vallreykitten-blog @cutecatcute999 @amethyst-big-dumb @darkandlightsides @jinxcast @exoticmeefy @ribbonmummi @biggitybugs @bitchwithaportalhyperfixation @thewordofm @froggyplanet4269 @off22theraces @takotofuu @mishades-blog @purrtal2 @codylikesrobots @sunby @profane-form @dangerousskeletoncoptree @thursdaysdove @theblackcubeofdarkness @xabby09 @rainbow-dash-the-ultimate @ask-msd-6678 @syntheticsacrifice @trying-my-best-always @the-arcade-doctor @immoral-wizard @jevthejester @pyr0o @lefanartist @the-monolith @medictf2massivebouncingtits

... wow maybe I should cut down on this next time LMAO anyways you guys deserve the best :D merry christmas/early 2023!!!

#heh sorry for tag spam #if you don't wanna be tagged in anything lmk! bc I will be doing this again for new years ehehe

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dragon-swords-prophecies · 1 year

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Hi, I've been meaning to do this for several months, executive dysfunction got the better of me, and it's 1 in the morning (or, it was, but then I fell asleep while writing this, but 95% of it was written at 1 in the morning), but, hi, hello, your friendly neighborhood [insert adequate descriptor here, I'm too tired to come up with anything right now]!

I have not posted anything original on this blog for. uh. months. my best guess running at actual long form not fulfilling a tag game thing is november. of 2022 (I can't check I'm on mobile). which is much time ago! (the last tag game fulfilling writing posting was in like may) hi, I'm not dead and I haven't stopped writing forever, I just had one fucking hell of a year for mental health and school and moving up schools

but! it's summer now, I'm some twenty ish days into break, and I suddenly have spoons again. wow. I forgot what that feels like. I've done So Many Things recently it's insane, anyway--

I have been writing things! I'm doing an impromptu (as in started it on July 13th) camp nano challenge of typing up 3000 words of the massive amount of Enna's prequel I handwrote in a notebook at varying distressingly late hours of the night. I am actually decently close to done with that, I got a shitload done the other day, that's to say:

this lovely little blog of mine has been unintentionally mostly dormant for a while now, but it has been woken up and there will be things here again! tomorrow, even! (or today. timezones.)

lots of things have changed, in the stories, I have finally figured out a MASSIVE AND HELLISH plot hole in Enna's prequel story, and it's all figured out now, and I'm so fucking happy it's awesome can my brain feel like this all the time please the serotonin is excellent, but fixing that plot hole means that I need to redo so much lore and and backstories now it's ridiculous

to everyone who's sent me asks and tagged me in games and etc in the last few months/year. I'm sorry. I'll do most (hopefully almost all) of them. (Sleepy especially, I'm sorry, I'm not really sure if that means anything to you I probably sound like a broken record but I do mean it genuinely, I'm sorry, I will answer all of the ones you've sent me)

#i have had a Year And A Fucking Half #dont take an ap class your freshman year folks its not a good idea #(it was so much fun and 1000/10 i *would* do it again but it was also a lot)#and i had so many crisis.#either ''oh hey what if im a boy''#''oh shit i think im autistic''#which. that was something that was fun one time just one time i would like to INTENTION ALLY come out #and not do it by accident #granted. accidentally in the playbill for the show im doing is better than accidentally in the middle of a sidewalk in detroit #i have just woken up. i am not going to reread this because then the anxiety will get the better of me and i will vanish into a hole again

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ao3feed-crimeboys · 8 months

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Do Not Summon Tommy at 3 am! (Not clickbait, gone wrong, cops called!)

by GipsyJr

The Sequel to The Magic of two AM. the comments demanded more 2 am Tommyinnit chaos and my soul was more than happy to provide. Highly recommend reading it first to get double the funny. ~ “Why not.”

“Because I don’t want to.”

Tommy crossed his arms and looked over to Charlie.

“Charlie, roll for persuasion.”

Charlie winked, pulled out a dice, and rolled it on the table.

“20.” perks of having friends above. When you lose all rational thoughts in the dead of night, somebody's making sure you don't get your ass murdered.

“Ah, fuck.” Schlatt groaned. “Fine, I’ll buy you one.”

or: Tommy back at it messing around with villains at the dead of night, all rational thought gone and with one goal. YOLO.

Words: 11693, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of TommyInnit's Nightlife

Fandoms: Dream SMP

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Wilbur Soot, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity, Charlie Dalgleish | Slimecicle, Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Karl Jacobs

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity & TommyInnit, Jschlatt & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Charlie Dalgleish | Slimecicle & TommyInnit, Karl Jacobs & Sapnap, Clay | Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream & Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), idk guys - Relationship

Additional Tags: Villains, uh, im drawing a blank, TommyInnit-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff and Crack, TommyInnit is a Menace (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit is So Done (Video Blogging RPF), BAMF TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson is Wilbur Soot and Technoblade's Parent, Wilbur Soot is a Menace, Wilbur Soot is So Done, Villain Wilbur Soot, Villain Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Pink-Haired Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Villain Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Mentioned Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), sorry guys hes not in here, BUT we have, Villain Alexis | Quackity, Alexis | Quackity Is a Menace, Slime Charlie Dalgleish | Slimecicle, Villain Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Alcoholic Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), wow thats a tag but dw they all throw some back, spoiler tags, Alternate Universe - Gods & Goddesses, Hero Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Hero Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Hero GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Hero Karl Jacobs, Sapnap is a Menace (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream is a Menace (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound is So Done (Video Blogging RPF), Karl Jacobs Is So Done, Magic, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Late Night Conversations, Late at Night, Night, Ranboo is a Menace (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo is a Menace, almost forgot those, Technoblade is Called Blade (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot is Called Siren, Cast iron skillet, The Author Regrets Nothing, Civilian TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), wait guys is it lmanberg or lmanburg

#ao3feed #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #crimeboys #crime boys #crimebois #crime bois #mcyt #This is an automated process #If you see any fic that breaks boundaries #or the fic is yours and you don't want it shared send an ask #it will be looked at and removed if need be

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mystery-star · 9 months

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Wow I can’t believe that 2023 is now (almost) over. So much has happened this year and in retrospect I am quite glad about all of it, even what first seemed negative. Just a short overview:

I finished my apprenticeship and everything that came with it (final project, diploma celebration, graduation trip, finishing school etc)

Started a new job after the apprenticeship (tho in the same company) and the team is so nice.

The name change on Tumblr and definitely cutting all strings to HP

Instead getting back into LOTR and Star Trek that were two old fandoms

Therefore also picking up 3 old fanfics again and actually publishing or continuing them

The Russell discord gaining more life and finding all those amazing friends there, love you so much folks!

And generally having made a few more friends on Tumblr/deepened friendship with others, you all are SO. AMAZING. too.

Getting in to gifmaking and finally gaining more traction for my blog again

Started reading (more) books again and love it just as much as I used to years ago.

Started a second blog about mental health and all because I did research and self diagnosed myself (I might share that later when I feel ready)

And in relation to this of course having learned a lot about myself

Also can’t believe I turned 25 that year, like wow in my head I’m still 20 or so.

Getting back into drawing and actually starting to like it

Changing a medicine recipe that gives me less side effects and therefore improving life-quality

Getting diagnosed with leg length discrepancy and being prescribed inlays for my shoes that I need to wear everyday now.

Downloading a Self-care app that gives me life routine and all and motivates me to do stuff I always postponed or forgot

And of course watching a lot more Russell Crowe movies (and rewatching known ones)

Emotional rollercoaster like all the time since summer

Getting an assessment talk at a therapist for next year that if everything goes well I can get into therapy (and get an official diagnosis)

and of course a lot more, like tiny little things everyday that often moved me deeply

Would like to tag all fantastic people I met that year but I’m sure I’d forget some and wouldn’t want anyone to feel left out.

And even if we only shortly or never interacted in 2023 or before I still love you and wish you all the best for the coming year!

That being said: I wish everyone a HAPPY NEW YEAR and a great 2024!!

#linnie talks #year in review #happy new year #2023 ends #year end #new year's eve #personal life #life update

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briankang · 2 years

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this looked so fun!! there’ll definitely be some missing months because i was a bit spotty with activity (surprisedpikachu.png), but regardless!!! let’s go !!

i was tagged by my loves: @ambivartence & @agibbangs !!

JANUARY

Most Popular/Favorite (the only thing I made this month lmao): postcards from mars hyunjin

MARCH