#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥the oracle and your fate.⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆.

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okay athena i have a proposition for you... katniss and y/n! just being cute together y/n just... is the complete opposite of katniss and everyone is like "wha??"

that would be so adorable i feel like

𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓱 𝓦𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓒𝓾𝓽𝓮! {𝓚.𝓔.}

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: none

𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰: Katniss Everdeen x reader

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼: 900 words

“I forgot that I hate the woods,” You complained.

“Pipe down will you? You’re gonna scare of the wildlife!” Katniss whisper-yelled at you. Yeah... this hunting trip was not going well.

“You’re wildlife,” You retorted, immediately feeling bad.

“Okay, that’s just mean.” Katniss replied, finally turning around.

“Sorry, I’m just grumpy Kass.” You said quietly. You started picking at the loose thread of the knapsack, the old hunting bag could give way at literally any moment. Especially if you kept picking at it.

“Where did ‘Kass’ come from?”  She asked, motioning for you to continue on.

“The first and last two letters of your name?” You replied, confused by the question.

“I like it,” She nodded. “It’s cute.”

“Glad you do, can we go home now?” You asked.

“You can but I seriously need to grab stuff. How about we fish?” She asked.

“Or... you can fish and I can be the loving girlfriend I am and be moral support,” You suggested.

“I... that’s the most I’m gonna get from you, isn’t it?” She asked, exasperation clear in her voice.

“Uh-huh.”

“Alright come on then. I know just the place,” She smiled.

. . .

She was fishing for a few hours and caught three fish. Katniss was happy with what she was able to get because it was enough for everyone in her family to have their own.

You, however, have been picking flowers for the past couple of hours and made a flower crown out of various wild flowers. It was colorful and fit your personality, in Katniss’ opinion, quite perfectly. Plus, flower crowns are fun to make and it kept you busy.

“You ready to go?” Katniss asked, lightly tapping you with her foot.

You giggles at her and stayed laid down, putting the flower crown on your head. “I am (Y/N), Queen of this pond. You, my royal knight, I shall love forever.” You told her dramatically.

“Come on you dork, we have to get back before the sun goes down,” She chuckled. 

“Katniss, can you teach me how to... hunt sometime?” You asked, getting up.

“Remember the last time that happened? You broke down crying, went up to the deer, and apologized for even thinking about killing it for food.” She reminded you, holding in a laugh.

“Yeah but I feel bad for just... not contributing anything.” You admitted, putting your hands in your pockets.

“You contributed being cute. Now let’s go.” She said, putting an arm around you and walking off, guiding you through the woods.

. . .

You two had gotten to Katniss’ house in the Victor’s village, ate, and hung out on the couch while Prim did the dishes. Your head laid in her lap while she showed the most affection she ever has to any other human.

“I kinda want to start a fairy garden.” You said randomly, picking at the rip in Katniss’ pants.

“I mean... do what you want. Since we have a large space here at the Victor’s Village you can build the biggest or smallest fairy garden you want.” Katniss suggested, lightly drawing little circles on your cheek.

“Thanks Katniss. It will be pretty small but it’s be fun! And, also, fairies. I love fairies.” You reasoned, shooting up to smile brightly at her.

“I was just eavesdropping and I would like to know, and I love you (Y/N) but, how in the heck are you two dating?” Prim asked, cleaning a plate.

“She’s cute,” Katniss responded.

“She’s funny,” You replied.

“Interesting. I would have thought that your personalities would have clashed by now.” Prim shrugged.

“What do you mean?” Katniss asked, turning around in her seat.

“(Y/N) believes in things that aren’t real and isn’t a practical person.” Prim said, gesturing to (Y/N), trying to prove her point to Katniss.

You looked between the sister, confused, before it dawned on you. “Hey!” You exclaimed. “I can be practical.”

“And you, Katniss, have not done anything fun or ‘unnecessary’ since you were twelve.” Prim said, once again gesturing to Katniss, trying to prove a point.

“And?” Katniss asked, looking down at her outfit. Yeah... Prim was right.

“It’s just weird is all. Still glad I’ve gained a sister, at least, I hope I gain a sister. Anyway, off to bed for school tomorrow.” Prim said quickly as she hurried off to her room.

You graned at the mention of the building. “Ew. School. It’s like... gross.”

Katniss turned back around and gave her girlfriend a hug. “It’s okay, I’m still picking you up.”

“Can I stay here?” You asked.

Katniss sighed, “It is literally the farthest you can be from the school. Unless you want to wake up early.”

“It’s dark out. I don’t want to go home just in case.” You said, laying back down on Katniss.

“Just in case what?” She asked, continuing to stroke your cheek.

You pulled a blanket onto yourself. “Nothing good happens after dark.” You responded plainly.

“Fine... I guess I’ll just have to cuddle with you tonight.” Katniss said, feigning annoyance and getting up to go to her room with you.

You playfully hit her arm. “Because it’s so hard...” You mocked.

“Shut up and go to bed.” Katniss told you, leading you to her room for the night.

Instead of sleep it was a night filled with conversation, giggles, and cuddles. Sleep was not on the schedule, according to you.

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finnick odair being a pussy enthusiast. i don’t make the rules. like. he actually enjoys going down on you and gets pleasure purely from tasting you and watching you fall apart and hearing you moan.

AND HIS VOICE GIVING YOU THE SWEETEST COMPLIMENTS. i just know he gets real creative when praising you. don’t get me wrong, he’ll call you gorgeous and tell you how good you sound and taste, but he’ll notice every little reaction you have, everything you do, and tell you how much it drives him crazy.

that’s all i got for finnick but there’ll probably be more for other characters <3

jbkjdshjkfhb

i don't have anything to add, this is perfect

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dustin teaching reader how to play dnd or maybe do one of his tech things <3

aaaaa

dustin the wisest teacher(no he's not)

i'm just gonna... modern!college!dustin bc it'll make the most sense. also, this one got away form me, it's such a cute prompt.

also also, fake facts/statistics

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓢𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓐𝓽 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓗𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷

"So what are these dice for again?" You asked for the millionth time. You shifted in your seat and tried not to look bored. You just couldn't.

Not to Dustin.

He was so cute and bouncy and excited.

"Um... uh... various things."

The party groaned in response to Dustin's inability to explain things. He knows exactly what it is but he can't quite articulate what he means.

Eddie spoke up to not make the silence as awkward as it was. It was just a little throwaway one-shot to teach you. "Dustin you want me to-"

Dustin threw his hands up in Eddie's direction to silence him. "No! No. I got it man. So the dice... They, um... they're for-"

"Determine what happens."

"They determine what happens!" Dustin echoed.

You nodded as if you knew exactly what he meant. "Right... So then-" Another groan. "Stop it guys! I'm learning."

After the game was done, which took forever due to your questions, you helped Dustin clean up his dorm room.

"Dustin?"

"Hm," He hummed in response.

You played with the vibrant blue dice in your hand and bit your lip, not entirely knowing how to voice your concern. "Maybe... maybe we should keep our hobbies, um, adjacent."

Dustin looked a tad hurt at the suggestion. "You didn't like it?"

Your eyes widened and you almost threw the dice when you shook your hands and head to show that, no, it wasn't that at all. "No Dusty. Not what I meant at all. What I mean is, we can still do our own hobbies but the other doesn't have to participate if that makes sense?"

Dustin tilted his head, clearly not getting it.

"Like..." You looked around the dorm for help. "Like how I bake! I can bake before campaigns and we can hangout but I won't force you to bake. Then you'll have snacks to take to your campaigns?"

Dustin slowly nodded but you knew he still didn't get it. You've known your boyfriend for forever, of course you knew he didn't.

"Or how I read," You tried again. "And you play your video games. We can do those things in the same room and talk to each other if we need breaks but we won't force each other to do it."

"I think I see now." Dustin said, putting an empty chip bag in the trash bin. "Or like, when you knit and I'm doing all my tech stuff. We chill and check in but don't try to teach the other?"

"Yeah! Adjacent hobbies work for a lot of couples and it's proven to make each individual in a relationship happier and feel more in control of themselves," You said. "A lot of the times 'incompatible' couples have problems with shared hobbies, very rarely is it actually something else."

Dustin looked surprised by your knowledge of relationships. "You're so smart. I feel so lucky."

"Aww Dusty," You cooed. "I'm the lucky one."

✰ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @sw34terw34ther @masivechaos @duchess-of-mischief @magic-is-beauty

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eddie reading reader's fav books and annotating them for her <3

gfxffgcghggcjhhg cute!!!!

just like... he secretly loves it too. i'm giving it a title because this is actually really cute and i love you <3

modern!au btw

𝓣𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓘𝓼 𝓐 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓰𝓮

Eddie was reading one of your favorite books, one you reference a lot as well. There was a stack of sticky notes and tabs on his nightstand along with many multi-colored pens and highlighters. He wanted to be a good boyfriend to you so... annotating.

He wasn't expecting you to come to the trailer, he was expecting an entire afternoon free to study your favorite work of literature. He wanted to reference it and to understand your own references. He wanted to semi-follow your cute little infodumps.

He loved the way you got when you read and were excited. He wanted you to be excited that he did this for you.

He wanted you to be proud of him.

He heard your voice greet Uncle Wayne and he opened his drawer in a panic, sliding all his annotation things in. He heard your footsteps get heavier the closer you got to his room and put his book under his bed, quickly getting under the covers and pretending to be asleep.

He felt ad for lying about this but he wanted to surprise you.

"Psst, Eddie." You whispered, gently tapping him.

He slowly opened his eyes and groaned, smiling when he saw you. "Hey sweetheart. You good?" He asked. "Didn't realize y'were comin' over. Would've cleaned up." He said, playing up his fake tiredness.

"Sorry to wake you," You responded sheepishly. "Just tryna drag you to the bookstore. I can come back another time."

Eddie was kicking off his sheets the second you said "bookstore". He was so ready to see you, once again, get excited. "We're goin'. Get m'keys please." He said, struggling to pull his shoes on.

He didn't once play his music during the car ride, he listened to you talk about all the books you wanted to get.

You two got there and the first thing you saw were fancy books. "Eddie look! Jane Eyre! And Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, and and and..." You said, snapping your fingers in excitement.

Eddie came up behind you and draped an arm over your shoulders with a hand in his pocket. "What's this black one?" He asked, picking it up.

"Oh I love Edgar Allen Poe. His short stories always get me," You smiled.

Eddie smiled and kept the book in his arms. "Any more book recs?"

He relished in the way your face lit up when he asked. "Oh absolutely! You got time?"

"For you sweetheart? Always."

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steve is the kind of person to leave his clothing around near your stuff so you'd start using it and he pretty much malfunctions when he sees it <3

screams cries throws chair flips table bites drywall

ivvvvyyyyyyy!!!!!

i agree

he would probably accidentally leave his favorite sweater on your bed when you're getting ready and he's doing something(probably making breakfast for you bc he's cute) and you come out in it and he's all "no thoughts, only thots"

when he starts doing it on purpose he cannot do a single thing without messing up because he's so distracted

he'd stare, he'd drool, he'd run into walls bc of those things

he's obsessed

his favorite part is that his clothes smell like him and so you do by default and he likes the idea of every person romantically interested in you backing away slowly like you're a witch bc he's kinda possessive like that <3

in conclusion, this is why we're getting married

send me stranger things ideas/concepts please!

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📺 back to the future 📺: blurbs for concept/dialogue prompt + character

steve harrington and going shopping with him <3

i love this. he's the bag boyfriend <3

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 335 words

𝓡𝓮𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓵 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓹𝔂

"Steve come on, please..." You begged, pulling on his arm.

He wouldn't uncross his arms despite your pulling and his face remained neutral. "No baby, not today," He responded sweetly. "I can't be the bag carrier again."

You pouted and crossed your arms, sitting on his couch. "Mean."

Steve tried not to laugh and had bit his lip to keep from smiling. "How am I mean?" He asked, wrapping his arm around you.

You leaned in and looked up. "I wanna spend time with you. And I've been having a bad week and need retail therapy and I have money." You said, widening your eyes and almost crying.

Manipulative? Yeah.

Does it work every time? Eh... Hit or miss.

It was a hit this time.

"Yeah babe? Get in the car, I'll take you to the mall." He said, rubbing your arm. "Can't have you all sad on me right?"

You smiled and happily nodded, practically skipping to Steve's car.

He got in soon after and started it. The ride was quiet, the only noise was the radio playing softly.

When you had gotten to the mall Steve, the loving boyfriend he is, got out and opened the door for you before you could grab the handle.

"Why thank you Steven."

Steve groaned at his full name. "Don't make me regret this."

You smiled and grabbed his hand, swinging your intertwined fingers back and forth. "No promises Captain Steve!" Which earned another groan.

Four hours.

You shopped for four hours and Steve was done. He was the bag carrier again.

He just felt bad when you had so many bags and looked like you were struggling.

Which led to three more hours of shopping, a million bags, you spending most of your paycheck, and Steve's arms feeling like they were gonna fall off.

He knew it was a trap. He walked right into it. He forgave you every time you smiled at him.

It was worth it.

✰ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @thine-local-simpeth-again @creelhousesteve @tigergirllolipop @lgwifey @cosmic-psychickitty @masivechaos @duchess-of-mischief @magic-is-beauty @applebittenn @rhydianissuperior

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espresso with dustin henderson

imagine him dragging you on one of his adventures

Okay okay okay okay imagine an aged up!Dustin(18) still packing a backpack full of things he'd need for adventures though!!!

"Dustin. No."

"But I-!"

"No. I haven't recovered from last weeks adventure."

"I'll get you coffee!"

"Fine."

And then you drive and drive and drive for hours and hours and hours and he takes you to his beautiful area also known as his grandparents farm bc he's from Indiana and his grandparents def have a farm

And then you're just like "Fine, this is the best adventure we've had together."

And he's all like "Yeah! I did it!"

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Gareth with chubby reader who’s insecure about they‘re thighs and tummy and Gareth just loving the thickness <3 ITS A NEED AHHHHH

as someone with a estrogen/testosterone imbalance(pcos :/) i appreciate this ask bc ✨insecurity✨ look away, im abt to project and take over this ask :/

Gareth, upon finding out you ar extremely insecure about your appearance, treats you like the goddess you are <33

Please please please please when you're cuddling and he puts a hand under your shirt he's so hurt that you pushed his hand away and you have to explain it to him and he's just "🥺🥺🥺 why??"

And, from that day forth, every night you stay over(and vise versa) he kisses your thighs, your tummy, neck, cheeks, and finally, ends with a good night kiss to the lips

The ritual always earns a giggle

And if someone tells you you're gross bc you're too chubby or your arms are too hairy and the hair is too dark you know what he does? HE GOES INTO PARTNER PROTECTOR MODE

I'm just thinking back to the one scene where Jason shows up and he's clutching his drumsticks but instead of being thrown into his set he just starts beating the shit out of someone with the sticks out of love <333

AND CONSTANT TOUCHING

He always needs to be holding your hand, have a hand on your thigh if you're sitting, or, his personal favorite, resting his head on your thighs and/or stomach bc he can give you cute little kisses or gives encouraging little pats and he loves patting at the parts you're insecure about bc those are his favorite parts abt you

You're not perfect and neither is he but you're a goddess in his eyes and he will treat you as such

He basically worships you and spoils you and and loves on you and wants to b with you forever bc he's just so in love with you for existing, not to mention your perfect personality

In conclusion, he's a simp/cheerleader/doting boyfriend who will never ever ever ever ever fall out of love with you no matter what

send in gareth asks/hcs/concepts please! i love him <3

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i will pay u and ivy a million bucks to rite wednesday!reader x steve

i jus need ur banter

awww @sw34terw34ther this is our sign!!!!

we need to cowrite steve x wednesday!reader

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fall themed st concepts:

fall is eddie’s favorite season, so he goes all out for it every year. halloween is his favorite holiday and he’s never not dressed up once- he’s excited to try out couple’s costumes w you this year.

nancy loves fall with all her heart. she loves snuggling up with you and reading while you share a cup of chamomile tea, watching your favorite halloween movies.

chrissy spends most of her time doing cheer, but in the few breaks she has she wants to spend all her time with you. she plans out a cute couple’s costume and picks out tons of halloween movies for you to cuddle up and watch together; you have to take a minute to tell her she doesn’t have to do so much for you.

You know what? Do you want me to die??

Eddie wants to do a couples costume and gets frustrated bc you keep shooting down dumb/cliche ideas.

"No Eddie, I am not being a jar of peanut butter."

"Fine what about-"

"What about a fifties theme? You can wear the leather jacket!"

"I- Fine."

And Nancy imagine convincing Nancy to watch Coraline because, let's be real, she doesn't like being scared.

"That was horrifying!"

"You should read the book."

"The what??"

Chrissy my sweet baby whom i associate with the love of my life... Chrissy feeling terrible for not being there and spending every free moment with you </33

"Chris, it's okay. I don't-"

"Nonsense! We are making blanket forts and watching Hocus Pocus!"

"Works for me!"

In conclusion HGFGFDGHSVHAJBSHJD

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Gonna send them separately so that you can take your time 🥰

Vanilla Latte~ sleepy mid day cuddles with Eddie and your stuffy

i have no idea why i went with the color green on this one

Imagine Eddie trying to get up to make breakfast and sliding your stuffy in-between you and him so he can get up and he just admires you for a moment to look at how cute and peaceful you look, almost forgetting about breakfast.

and then waking up to the smell of burnt toast and eddie yelling "shit! goddamn it! i burnt it! of all fuckin mornings."

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omg congrats! you deserve it <3

i want to know if you could do a James with Gareth Emerson with the prompt “no, don’t stop. i like the sound of your voice.” tysm!!

Cute!! Doing this one real quick bc I love him :) Slight angst?? Maybe???

Gareth Emerson x reader

You were sitting in on a DnD game since Gareth was, once again, your ride. Hardly anyone had noticed you and how you were squeezing your legs so tightly that your knuckles were several shades lighter. You kept shaking your head and muttering to yourself until you heard one of the boys, probably Gareth, get louder than usual about something.

And it scared you to be completely real.

You put your hands to your ears and put your head between your legs. You had no idea how long you were like that but you went back to "normal" before Gareth was ready to go and noticed you were uncomfortable.

You were silent the entire car ride back home and Gareth was fine with it.

He likes the silence.

"Babe. We're home." He said gently, patting your leg.

You wordlessly got out of the car and went straight to your room with Gareth following closely behind.

You pulled out all the blankets and old pillows in your room and from your closet and made yourself a little nest on your bed. You pulled your knees to your chest and rested your head on your knees, breathing deeply and trying to chill a little.

You felt the bed dip next to you and turned your head slightly to see Gareth next to you with a look full of concern in his eyes.

"You good?" He asked.

You shook your head and went back to your position.

Gareth started to rub your back when you shook your head. "Hey, did the Hellfire guys scare you? If they did then I'm sorry."

You squeezed yourself tighter and focused on your breathing and Gareth's voice.

"And um..." He struggled. "I just want you to be okay, okay?"

You laid down and curled up a little, feeling comforted by Gareth and his voice since he had calmed down.

After a while he started to get quieter and you put your hand on his. "No, don't stop." You said quietly. "I... I like the sound of your voice." You told him, bringing his hand up to your mouth so you could kiss it.

Gareth smiled and laid down next to you. "Why is this nest comfortable?"

"I dunno but it's nice."

He wrapped his arms around you and whispered to you until you fell asleep.

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athena!!! so excited for your celebration 🍾

lemme start with James, with the prompt, “that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.” and peter parker 🫣🤍

this whole thing is so fun!! forgive my incoming requests </3

join the celebration!!

There is nothing to forgive because I'm not mad <3

Peter Parker x reader bc duh

Peter's a bit lacking in common sense on this one.

You were just about to enter your apartment when he and Ned came out to greet you, carefully keeping your view away from what was inside.

Peter smiled at you with an exaggerated wave. "Hello my dear."

"Hey Peter." You said blandly, fumbling with your keys.

He took your keys from you and kissed your forehead. "Have I ever told you that I am madly in love with you?" He asked, putting an arm around you.

"Only everyday beloved. Now move, I have colds." You nudged, holding up the grocery bag in your hand.

Peter chuckledand it sounded almost... nervous. "And you look really good today. I mean, you always do but..." He fumbled, searching for something to say. "Did you do something different with your... over... all, uh, physique?" He asked, gesturing vaguely to your body.

You rolled your eyes and tried not to suck your teeth at the clearly nervous boy, sorry man, in front of you. "Peter, that is the 6th time you've complimented me today. Or, er, attempted to compliment me today," You told him. "I got all your texts at the store too."

Peter put his hand on the doorknob and tried to act normal. "Well... I just want to say, before you walk into the house that... that... it's all Ned's fault!" He childishly pointed to Ned.

"Dude!" Ned exclaimed.

Peter took a deep breath as you crossed your arms and tapped your foot on the ground. "Okay, okay, it was my fault but-"

You finally pushed past him and tried scolding him for acting childish. "Peter it can't be- holy Jesus Mary and Joseph... How?"

"Um..."

Ned shook his head and rolled his eyes at his friend. "Your lovely boyfriend here thought it would be so smart to grab the flour from the top shelf... with his web shooters," Ned explained.

You tilted your head with a puzzled expression on your face. "What the-? You're an idiot."

"But I'm your idiot," Peter smiled all lovey-dovey at you.

You shook your head at him and gestued for him to go inside. "Forever."

"And always." He said, kissing the tip of your nose.

"Now go clean up, without shortcuts." You said sternly.

"Aww man! I thought the nose thing would work!" Peter groaned.

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love the new theme bestie but why do you always reblog things about how "READERS NEED TO LEARN HOW TO USE TUMBLR AND REALIZE LIKES ARENT FEEDBACK" blah blah blah

i agree with the one person on the post and im also tired of being bullied by fanfic writers about the fucking reblog button

its free content and shouldnt matter you guys enjoy writing this shit so whats the matter

...

There are so many layers to this and I don't know where to start. Like, okay, yes I do. I'm being dramatic.

Firstly, I reblog those kinda of posts to get it around to different people in different fandoms or within the fandoms I'm in to give them a little perspective/insight since writers do this for free which brings me to my next point...

FANFICTION IS FREE!!!!!! Literally all fanfic writer's want is to have someone pat them on the back and say "You did good" because we collectively, as humans, have massive praise kinks okay? Because the content is free should be enough of a reason to be like "Oh yeah, I'll help you out and hopefully get your work out/feel good about your writing."

Which takes me to feedback. TELL WRITERS HOW YOU FEEL AND WHAT YOU WANT because we'll keep writing for ourselves and we won't get the reach we want because, let's be real, some of us have niche interests in the tropes department. I don't because I love friends to lovers but you get the idea.

And, um, what was the other thing? The... the... Oh yeah!

ITS NOT BULLYING FROM FANFIC WRITERS WE'RE TELLING OUR READERS HOW WE FEEL

If you think it's bullying then that fucking sucks because it's not. Feedback is a two way street(is it feedback if you tell your followers your thoughts?) We are telling you, as consumers, what we would like. A reblog is like payment in a way. "Hey, I wrote a thing." "Swag, it looks good."

Please understand that I don't mean to make anyone feel bad when I reblog those things, it's a genuine issue that needs to get through people's brains.

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DO NOT TELL ME THIS DOESN'T GIVE OFF REMMY!

Stop!!! Neeed!!

Just gonna... save this for a future moodboard for a fic...

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Sksks one more to go after this I promise 😭 I just love your moodboards so much

Dalgona Coffee~ TTRPG store owner Eddie

Please please please imagine going to grab something for your cousin's birthday okay... I mean, he's a nerdy guy, he has to like these kind of things right?

Eddie practically hops over the counter to get to you first when he sees you and your face scrunched all cutely trying to decipher what everything means

"Hello m'lady, need help?"

"Do they pay you to say that?"

And he's all flabbergasted bc no, they don't

"N-no... That's how I talk." Which just got a slow nod from you

And he's helping you find a gift and there the prettiest dice, no, the prettiest things you've ever seen and you just stare, mesmerized

"Do you teach classes?"

"What?"

"I wanna learn how to play DnD"

And Eddie just nods and takes you to his register and when he gets to your dice he just puts them in the bag without scanning them

When you look at him confused he just gives you a sweet smile. "What? Pretty girls need pretty dice to match."

And you come in every week to learn how to play the game and every week Eddie gives you free dice of your choosing bc "Well if you're a DM you'll get good use out of more than one pair. I should know, I'm a DM."