#💜 you love to be loved. ╱ cassie.

[madeleineisms]

💜 @depictedblue.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy 1 year anniversary to FNAF ruin!!

[stormyoceans]

did we trend last week, i can't remember? but imma cry ITS HAPPENING MONICA

I HONESTLY DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT CHECKING TUMBLR TRENDS BUT TO KNOW THAT LAST TWILIGHT MADE IT INTO THE TOP 10????????? SO BLESSED SO MOVED SO GRATEFUL CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS OUR LIFE NOW NEVER GOING TO TAKE IT FOR GRANTED ALWAYS GOING TO GIVE BACK

i've also started to see big popular blogs in the BL fandom starting to make gifs and post analysis about the show AND episode 2 trended nr. 1 on twitter in thailand AND the first part of episode 1 is at almost 1M views and i genuinely never cared about any of these things before but. im just SO HAPPY that this story is getting appreciated and that jimmysea are slowly but surely getting more and more recognition THAT'S WHAT THEY DESERVE 🥺🤧

[flyinghome-againstthewind]

10, 18, 22

10. Tell us your favorite thing to snack on when you write. I'm not much of a snacker when I write, but I do almost always have coffee on hand or some other hot drink!

18. What trope have you not written yet, but want to? Yeah, I have an idea for an amnesia/memory loss fic that I keep telling myself I can't write but the idea still plagues me 🙃

22. When do you usually write (day of the week or time of day)? Answered here!

[send me fic writer asks!]

[userlaylivia]

for my sweethearts who ship them like me: @clubglee, @tophsazulas, @tudorgirl

[madeleineisms]

…how season 2 SHOULD’VE been… @depictedblue 💜

[stormyoceans]

also i have this for you <3<3<3

CASSI YOU'RE AN ANGEL A LIFE SAVIOUR A GODDESS AMONGST MEN MY PERSONAL HERO AND THE ONE TRUE MVP!!!!!!!!

i hope you don't mind if i post this but i feel like we don't talk about this pic enough. when your nong/co-star/friend's love language is physical touch and he's having a very tiring day so you let him rest on your shoulder and pat his head while you walk to help him recharge his energy. you know. as you do.

GOD I LOVE WHEN THEY EXHIBIT THE MOST BEHAVIOUR

[moonastrogirl]

2024 Numerology

- Predictions/Tips

Credit @moonastrogirl

2024 is an 8 year. Karma will be served like no one has ever seen it. Power and money will be given to the right people who deserve it.

Number 8 is often associated with the infinity ♾️ symbol which means limitless, abundance but it’s wrong. It’s the symbol of the snake eating his own tail. It’s the symbol of karma which can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on past actions and karma laws.

Number 0 is the true symbol of infinity. It’s wholeness. It’s love. It’s true bliss and abundance. It’s joy and surprise combined. Everything has to come in a full cercle. To receive abundance someone gotta give back too. That’s why lot of millionaires and billionaires donate to charity or do charity galas etc. They know to multiple their money and gains they have to give back and create the full cercle energy.

Those with a prominent Saturn or Saturn ruled placements in their chart/Saturn aspecting personal planets in their birth chart or with a prominent 8 energy in their numerology chart will understand what it truly means and how the smallest action can impact someone.

Power, connections and money will be taken away from abusive people who were using others, gossiping, spreading rumours, lying etc. Divine justice will be served. Honest , generous, loving people will receive their flowers and more.

The scales ⚖️ of divine justice are bringing back true equilibrium.

Those who went through it, true givers and generous people will receive if they are willing to receive. Takers will lose everything if they are not willing to give. People who were made fun of or put down by society for what they do even if they don’t harm anyone (prostitues for instance) will receive plenty and fast. Victims of circumstances, of violence, of abuse will also receive what they need.

Again it’s based on the willingness to receive and give back.

This energy is already being felt for weeks now : karma is here. She serves and delivers like no one. Already conspiring and bringing powerful people down (P Diddy - Cassie case).

Releasing bad karma, bad habits, lies (even white lies) is key 🔑 to receive blessings. It’s best to proactively go get yours blessings, they won’t just come to you. Work hard and smart.

Be willing to release and receive, give back and have faith.

Wishing you and myself peace, love, blessings and abundance for 2024 and may the scales of divine justice be in our favours 💫

Thank you for reading me and if this post resonates with you, please feel free to like, comment or reblog 💜

Credit @moonastrogirl

[userlaylivia]

@clubglee, @hydesjackiespuddinpop, @cuddlyreader

Your destiny is important to me.

[dangerpronebuddie]

Several Sentences Sunday!!

Tagged by @kitteneddiediaz @tizniz @inell @tidesreach @hippolotamus who all shared BRILLIANT stuff y'all should absolutely show some love 🩷💜

I have... started a new wip. I know. Don't look at me, Tanis, I promise Severed Artery is almost done. I've been reading so many wonderful Buckfidelity fics and I've decided to try writing one myself. I hoped to finish it for week 3 of summer of buddie, but it'll be a little late. While I speedrun through this, have some terrible drunken decisionmaking (p.s. I know infidelity ain't for everybody, so if you don't want to be tagged, let me know, I understand):

“Eddie,” Buck whines when Eddie pulls away to trail kisses down his neck. “What do you want, baby?” Eddie asks before tugging his earlobe with his teeth. Buck shudders and his grip on Eddie's hips tightens, guiding the messy grind of their hips. “You,” he gasps out. “Just want you.” “How do you want me?” Eddie smirks. Buck tangles his fingers in Eddie's hair and hauls him into a deep kiss that's more teeth and tongue than anything but still so perfect. “Let me fuck you,” Buck practically begs. Eddie surges against him, the thought itself sparking heat in his belly. Buck wraps his arms around Eddie's waist, pulling him as close as possible. “We don't have any lube,” Eddie says when he eventually pulls away. He has to praise his plastered brain for being logical at least once tonight. “Next time then,” Buck says. He sounds certain there will be a next time. Heat in Eddie's chest burns away the sliver of guilt he had left. “Yeah,” he says, “next time.”

(tags under the cut! As always, please let me know if you want to be added/ removed):

@lover-of-mine @loveyouanyway @daffi-990 @ronordmann @steadfastsaturnsrings @exhuastedpigeon

@thekristen999 @monsterrae1 @diazheartsbuckley @wildlife4life @misshiss727

@rainbow-nerdss @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @lunarspark-cos @idealuk @shipperqueen6 @slowlyfoggydestiny @eddiesfagstache

@lin27 @jshadow01 @orangeboxfox92 @thegeekcompanion @emilybahu @lemotmo @awolfnamed-nyx

@kaseysgirl86-blog @darkrose6578 @totallynotagoraphobic @dandelioncasey @bibuckbuckgoose @whatsgoodinthehood22

@lady-elaine @buckley-diaz-rules @buddiedaydreamer911 @monroemary @pirate-hunter @snowviolettwhite @hermoineindisguise

@nonspeakingkiku @eddiedisasterdiaz @drunkandsupportiveeddie @epicbuddieficrecs @disasterbuck

@tofanasmuse @gnoeltop @keynb @cassi-brooks @-syrup-sue @punkrock00 @shannonhutchins @aroqueerfandoms @unlifeira @marissaleec @kissyboytroye @lyricfulloflight @charlzie-ghost @hypersensitivitywitch @kindlingtotheflames and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷

[agaytrashcan]

TLDR Daz made funky Glamrock outfits so I made one for Michael inspired by a fan Glamrock Foxy model ‼️

The silly timeline where Mike gets girlypop-ified one could say he looks rather foxy rn 😭 the dress code was serve cvnt and he delivered and I bet you he hates it he just wants to keep his job so he just has to smile and wave 😔 this makes no sense what so ever timeline wise which bothers me SO SO BAD 💀💀 (so for my sanity it’s Mike got scooped and healed entirely due to remnant) but I just wanted to be whimsy and design a ‘Glamrock’ design of Mike inspired by my fav artist @dasketcherz who did some with Tony and Gregory also Vanessa and Cassie aren’t free from my silly girlboss beam I’ll glamify them too just you wait ‼️💜

This Mike’s theme song real?

The references 💜💫‼️ (If you know who made the Fan Glamrock Foxy model please let me know but I love it sm omg)

[userlaylivia]

@cuddlyreader, @clubglee, @hydesjackiespuddinpop

This or That ↳ Adam\Diana or Adam\Cassie [asked by ariasfitz]?

[angel-of-the-moons]

You don't have to do this request of you still don't feel like it but I have an idea.. what happens when the reader and possessive Baraka have a disagreement that makes her seek asylum in earthrealm? Of course he's not too pleased to hear about the reader. Write it however your heart desires and thank you again for all your amazing work! Love you and this blog! 💜

I'm not sure which Baraka you mean, but given the context I definitely feel this is more MK 11-oriented!

And tysm I have been off and on with my mental health but finally chipping away at these requests because the new DLC came out for MK1!

Runaway

Possessive!Baraka x Fem!Reader

TW/CW: Angst, bit of Yandere, dark themes, some NSFW but nothing too detailed

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

Dividers by @/saradika-graphics

You were scared. You were wet, you were hungry. You ached, your body sore and scraped in many places.

But you were free.

Your feet carried you swiftly, despite the soles of your shoes being worn thin; holes in places where they shouldn't be otherwise from your trek across the desert and canyons.

You were half-dead by the time you reached Outworld's capital.

You had been carried to the Palace where Empress Kitana lived, regaling her with the tale of how you fell in with Baraka, the rough and often violent warrior who had sworn his service to her.

She knew that relationships and matings with Tarkatans were often rough and bloody, it was their nature, after all; but to see one of her own people in such condition...

You couldn't even remember what had set Baraka off. Maybe a male had lingered his gaze upon you for longer than he felt was necessary, maybe you had done something without meaning to... Maybe he had a bad hunt or a fight, you just didn't know.

All you knew was that as soon as Baraka carried you into your tent over his shoulder, you knew you were in for it.

The night was rough; all teeth and claws, rough thrusts and primal, violent mating, a claim staked on your womb and body as his own.

He had left bite marks on virtually every part of you, a typical kind of "affection" among Tarkatans, to show their mate was strong and powerful, that they belonged to them.

The ones on your inner thighs hurt the most.

Kitana had urged you to rest, to let the healers tend to you while she spoke with Baraka directly. In making him one of her most trusted generals, he at least deserved a civil discussion about his treatment of you. You weren't Tarkatan--you were softer; fragile. You needed to be handled more delicately and with care...

But while Kitana left to go speak to him, Cassie Cage and her mother had come as an envoy to discuss possible supply routes to supply extra aid to the civilians injured during the final battles with Shao Kahn's remaining loyalists.

You took your opportunity.

The Earthrealm women looked at you with pity, noticing your injuries and burnt skin and cracked lips. You were scared, you knew that one of the most dishonorable things a member of a Tarkatans clan could do was simply walk away from their mate without fighting for their independence.

You would be labeled a coward, and Baraka would come for you.

Sonya had nudged her daughter and urged her to take you to Earthrealm, where you could be placed under protection by Special Forces--maybe even placed in the care of the Lin Kuei or Shirai Ryu--or possibly protected by the Shaolin monks.

You cried when you breathed the mountain air of Earthrealm; tasting your freedom and safety. You knew it wouldn't be easy for Kitana to explain to Baraka what happened--but maybe she could convince him to let this... situation slide. To take a "better", more hardy mate than you. One that can handle the way his fangs sunk into their flesh, the marks left on their body.

You didn't focus on that, instead, you let them guide you to the nearest medical bay to get treatment, collapsing on the first bed you were presented with--inhaling the crisp, clean scent of the fabrics you nestled into, your body melting into the first genuine moment of peace you'd felt since before you'd fallen in line with Baraka.

You had fallen in with his clan and into his bed in a rather rapid motion, surrendering yourself as his prized possession.

Your emotions were fragile and easy. He offered you pleasure, and security and undying loyalty, and you had surrendered to the Fakas Rakatan. By all cultural rights you were his.

And yet, you'd run away after he had given you perhaps the deepest rutting he had ever bestowed upon you. Yes, you cried and bled, but your body yielded to his pleasures regardless and responded with your own; trained to take pleasure in whatever he would give you.

He had been restless since you'd vanished, his lap bereft of your presence during the communal meals, his bed cold and his lions burning with untended desire.

He had ripped the hand off of a young male who had gotten in his way, in his rage and frustration when he discovered you'd slipped out of camp with stolen supplies.

What Baraka had not anticipated, however, was Empress Kitana to ride in on her mounts, words of you on her too-blunt teeth and soft lips.

One of the only things he liked about the "softer" race you were a part of was a mouth like that... blunt teeth and soft lips brought him pleasure he wouldn't have known with another Tarkatan. He could feel his girth swell and twitch as he remembered how yours had felt around him.

He repressed the urge to laugh as Kitana told him that you needed a more "gentle" approach, that you were weaker than he was and he should keep that in mind in the future... Or he should simply let you go.

He had laughed, at first, when she left. You were his, you had submitted. You belonged to him, and as far as the clan was concerned, you should have accepted that far sooner instead of choosing this path of cowardice and running away like scared meat rather than fight him directly about your treatment.

However... Baraka became enraged when Kitana returned with news that you had snuck off to Earthrealm while she was away; something even she took offense with. That you felt you weren't safe enough in her palace that you needed to escape to another Realm to feel so.

Baraka was able to convince Kitana to take leave to Earthrealm to speak with you directly. He would "convince" you. Be gentle with you, even...

Until you were alone.

Perhaps he would keep you on a leash, a small chain always tied around his wrist so you couldn't run away again. Perhaps he would keep you drugged with herbal teas to keep you responsive and submissive--and fertile.

He wasn't sure if Tarkatans and Outworlders could interbreed; but he made the decision that once he had brought you back to the clan, he would find out.

His blood thrummed with the promise of pleasure, weeks of you being absent would soon be taken out on your body; you would be used to the point all you could do was breathe, laying in his bed-furs, covered in his seed and scent and marks...

You were his, and he was not going to allow you to escape again.

Even if that meant maiming you to keep you close.

[jasmines-library]

it's me hi! I'm the problem it's me!

Sorry this was the swifty in me, i couldn't help it.

But how you doing? I hope you are great. I was just wondering if you could write Winchester boys x nervous cause I'm going on my first date yn. But since uncle is going out with a girl *wink, wink* they let her go alone cause if it was a boy we all know that they'd definitely wouldn't let her go. But you know, just Dean giving her tips to get laid cause it's Dean and sam telling her it would be completely ok.

Just something happy cause I'm sad.

Thank you!!💜💜💜

Somebody Told Me

Hey i'm doing great thanks for asking! I hope you're doing well too. This one was cute to write: thanks for being patient while I tried to get it out to you.

Summary: When nervous about your first date, Sam and Dean give you some pointers.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 800 (short and sweet)

"No. No way. You're not going."

Dean Winchester had always refused to let you go on dates no matter how hard he you had tried to convince him. And it was never because he was being cruel or unreasonable; it was because he couldn't fathom the idea of his little sister growing up. He was so completely used to having you and Sam by his side that when the pair of you began to become more independent, he became more reluctant to let you go. In truth, he was also scared. Scared that you would leave him or get hurt. His upbringing had always put him on edge, and the hunter life left little time for romance, although your brothers tried to fit it in anytime they could. But Dean wasn't just scared about you being hurt physically. He couldn't bare to see you heartbroken like he had been with Cassie, or Sam with Jessica. He wanted you to find your special person, he really did, but you had already been through so much that he was hesitant to let you wander into situations that could put you through more.

"Why not?" You whined, throwing your hands up in the air.

"Because I'm you're older brother and I said so."

"But Sammy said-"

"I said she could go, Dean." Sam added. He was glad to see you trying to get out there. Growing up sheltered made it difficult for you to keep friends, so he was eager to let you go on the date. Dean glared at him from across the room "I'm her older brother too, Dean."

"Yeah, but I'm the oldest so what I say goes."

"Why can't she go, Dean? She's not a baby anymore."

"I know that." Dean said, a little bit too loud for his liking. He felt guilty for not letting you go, but you were his little sister and he wanted to protect you. He knew exactly what 'boys could be like'; he was one. "It's just that I don't want some dumb boy going and-"

"It's not with a boy." You said meekly.

~

"You ready to go, Sweetheart?" Dean called out down the hall of the bunker. It had still taken some convincing and a lot of Sam's influence to persuade Dean to let you go on your date, but eventually he had let up.

You walked out of your room, a nervous grin on your face. Keeping your head low and your eyes on the ground you walked toward your brother.

"What's the matter?" He frowned.

"Nothing..."

"Don't tell me you've changed your mind." He nearly groaned.

"No. Nothing like that... it's just... what if she doesn't like me?"

"Oh kid. She's going to love you. Why would you ever think she wouldn't?"

"... I don't know."

"She's going to love you, kid. She's the luckiest person to even be going on a date with you." Sam reassured you.

You blushed at his kind words.

"The thing is...i've never been on a date..."

Realisation crossed Dean's face. He walked forward and wrapped his arm around your shoulder as he walked you toward the car. "Well, it's simple. Kind of."

"Treat her how you would want to be on a date. Flowers are always a good start." Sam said.

"Flowers." You noted. "Right."

"And compliment her. Tell her how beautiful she is. That's a good one for if you want to get-"

"Dean." Sam shot his older brother a look and you laughed.

"You're going to be fine, Kiddo." Sam clambered into the front seat.

Your pair of brothers continued to give you tips and reassurances as he drove towards the town. You sat in the back, clutching a bouquet of flowers you had picked out from the gas station on the way. As you neared the town your stomach began to flutter as anxiety washed over you. Sam noticed the way you tapped your foot anxiously and picked at your skin so he reached over the backseat to lay a gentle hand on your knee.

"She's going to love you, Y/N."

"Yeah." Dean added "Just be yourself. And if she doesn't appreciate you for who you are- which i'm sure she will, i'm just saying if - then you have two older brothers who will make sure she realises what she's missing."

You chuckled, opening the door of the car as it rolled to a stop.

"Go get her, Sweetheart."

Dean watched you proudly as you made your way over to the girl, presenting her with the bouquet you had brought for her. She grinned brightly and wrapped you up in her arms. Dean's heart swelled with pride. You were going to be just fine.

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[fallstaticexit]

Hi! Just passing by to say im in love with your take on Nancy 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️

Also i was curious: in my mind i had that Nancy would be in the same age group as Bella, but in your version she is her daughter's age. Can i ask why? I also see Morgan as younger so i was just curious as how you decide those things!

Hi there! Than you for enjoying and reading my story ✨💜

My thought process in using townies for characters was out of pure laziness for not wanting to create a plethora of characters for this story since I knew I’d need a lot 😭 I really picked them based on their personality over their canonical ages.

Like the Caliente sisters were probably catty mean girls in high school and Bob Pancakes was a dorky loyal best friend, so I had to add them during Nancy’s private school days. Same with the vibes Darling, Knox and Morgan gave, as chill 90s university students. Same with Lily Feng who is a cut throat business bitch & Judith Ward being a sultry superstar so I have to have them in interact with adult Nancy. Too much good potential to pass on ✨

I explained here why I picked Cassie and how the whole Bella and Morti situation works in my timeline. But yeah, I really love EA townies. It’s like they did get made with thought but it stops there bc ts4 game just doesn’t do lore any justice 😭

[userlaylivia]

@cuddlyreader, @clubglee, @hydesjackiespuddinpop

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