#ALLONSY BABY

[hillyhindi]

me before the doctor who premiere: im going to be on my best behavior and act professional 🤓

me at the doctor who premiere: 👇🕺🎉🤪

[tea-blankets-andstars]

✨✨Notes thing✨✨17 notes each

10 notes: ill drink some water

20 notes: ill eat more balenced snacks

27 notes: ill make sure to eat breakfast every morning

31 notes: ill go to bed before 10:30pm

37 notes: ill make sure my hw is done before i get distracted

50 notes: ill make sure i drink AT LEAST one full water bottle a day

75 notes: ill start working on my book idea

100 notes: ill try to get out of bed before 3pm on weekends

110 notes: ill clean off the top of my dresser

120 notes: ill do whatever you guys tell me to do in the comments

157 notes: ill clean off my old bookshelf filled with baby books

300 notes: ill ask my parents to take me to the docter because i have been feeling dizzy/heart palpitations

670 notes: ill ask my parents about a proper autism diagnosis

um yeah! go at it :/ only 17 notes per person (including likes/reblogs) feel free to tag people

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[noblehouseofgay]

Lighter

Jegulus and Black Brothers microfic

Hurt/comfort

Trans Regulus

Ty @allonsy-moony for like half the dialogue lmao

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Piles of ink soaked paper sat scattered around the floor, with Regulus in the middle. His tear stained cheeks shined as he flicked a lighter on, holding it to a page.

His hand shook as he held the lighter. It was a deep blue with stars scratched onto it. He'd stolen it from Sirius' room at Grimmauld. He'd left it behind, along with Regulus.

So here he sat. Surrounded by unsent letters. Ready to torch them. It was too much to feel.

The door opened, revealing James walking in. His eyes widened and he dove forward, grabbing the lighter.

"Regulus-! No- no, no, baby, no..."

James tossed the lighter aside and sat by Regulus. Sitting close, but not touching.

"I was using that."

Unable to burn it, he grabbed the letter and crumpled it, throwing it against the wall.

"Reggie, no, don't do that. It's okay-"

"NO! Fuck this!"

"Regulus-"

"No! I will not- push myself to leave that house if he doesn't even want me! He thinks I left him? He left me!" His eyes started to glisten. "He replaced me. Years. Ago. And I finally try and let him back in- a-and he thinks I don't love him? He- was everything to me-"

James gently pulled Regulus against his chest, lightly stroking his hair. "I know baby....it's not fair"

"I watched him choose a new brother! I watched him switch me out like I was nothing!" Regulus was crying now, with uneven breaths and hiccuping."

"Shh..Regulus...shh..." James was desperately trying to calm him, but Regulus couldn't stop now. This had built up for years and he finally felt safe enough to let it out.

"You wouldn't choose between us...and I trust that...but he acts like I can't have you. I offered to leave you. I told him I would break up with you if it would save us the pain. And he told me no." Regulus laughed humorlessly. "You know, maybe I should love you more. At least you treat me like I deserve love."

"Regulus of course you deserve love..."

"Well why can't he love me anymore?! Have they destroyed me so much that there's no part of me he wants?"

"Regulus, none of this is your fault."

"No. But that doesn't mean he doesn't see her when he looks at me." Regulus didn't know if he meant "her" as in his mother, or the girl he used to be. Either way, the thought burned him to his core.

James sighed, rubbing Regulus' arms softly. "He's...just struggling right now. It doesn't excuse how he's been treating you, but it's the truth."

"And I want to be there for him!" He wiped his face with his sleeve. "If anyone fucking understands how he feels it's me! I just-" he sighed, "I don't know what to do, James. I'm trying....but I think I've forgotten how to be nice. That version of me...died years ago. But I'm trying..."

James hugged him tighter. Regulus leaned into him, desperate to hide from the world.

"If I told him how much I missed him I think he would just stare at me...we can barely have a conversation without me wanting to rip out my own tongue."

Regulus sighed, finally breathing steadily again. "I don't want him miserable...not anymore at least. But I just want him to like me again."

"That's on him, Regulus. Not on you, okay?"

"Isn't it though? I must have done something. I mean I did my fair share of forcing us apart."

"Baby, no. That isn't your fault. It's neither of your faults. It's that house. You two didn't do it. They did."

Regulus went quiet. "Sometimes I want them dead..."

James gently lifted Regulus from the floor, carrying him to the bed. "So do I..." He murmured.

"I've thought about it you know...but I think they'd haunt me."

James hummed. "Hm, no. I think they'd be too busy burning in hell."

Regulus laughed weakly. "....I still like them sometimes...they're the only parents I have...so sometimes it's nice to pretend that they like me."

James laid them in bed, pulling the comforter up. Regulus went limp on top of him, burying his face into James' neck.

"Life is stupid..."

"I know, baby...I know." James kissed the top of Regulus' head, petting him gently, trying to coax him into sleep. He hummed a soft song, slowly putting the smaller boy at ease. James heard Regulus' breaths become deeper. He kissed his head once more, and put out the lights with a silent flick of a wand.

[jensengirl83]

Announcement

As some of you know, I have been on a hiatus due to medical issues. Thankfully, my doctors have found a treatment that makes it bearable to sit at my computer and write again. But unfortunately, with my auto-immune disease, my body is no longer physically able to continue to work. And here in the United States, getting any kind of disability benefits takes years and is an unnecessarily long and arduous process. So, I'm reinstating my Patreon. As I've had to quit my job, I need to do this to supplement the income the hubby brings in because, in this economy now, it is just needed. I will be posting all my fics, including the ones for bingos, on there first and to Tumblr a few weeks later.

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[my-proof-is-you]

Now That We Don’t Talk - Teaser

Coming soon!

Summary: When you started dating Jensen Ackles, things were damn near perfect. You were so compatible, and you fit into his life seamlessly. After Supernatural ended, though, Jensen got a new job. Pretty soon, Jensen also got a new life. And you no longer fit in it.

Jensen x You

Inspired by the song Now That We Don’t Talk by Taylor Swift

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[maybemarls]

About Me 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

Hey you,

I'm Marlene, 20, She/They, Lesbian ♫

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[the1970sdeadgaywizard-regulus]

my little baby brother is getting so popular 🥹 don't forget me in your fame

IM NOT FAMOUS

IVE JUST GAINED LIKE 50 FOLLOWERS IN THE PAST TWO WEEKS

I BLAME @allonsy-moony FOR THIS

I GAIN 20 JUST LAST NIGHT

[messingwithmoony]

thank you to @allonsy-moony !!

Someone just compared Jegulus to Mal and Ben from Descendants (Reg being Mal, James being Ben) I'm actually screaming

[youareawizardsammy-blog]

That's what rose thought.

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[jensengirl83]

Leave A Message

Dean x reader

Word Count- 585

Warnings- Angst

A/N- A little drabble I wrote that was on my Patreon before life started kicking my ass lol

Dean sat on the bed, phone in his hand, staring at Y/N’s number. It had been days since he’d called her phone, unable to bring himself to call. She’d been gone a few days now, and he didn’t know how to accept it. How had he lost the woman he loved? How was he supposed to keep going without her by his side? 

He dropped the phone on the mattress, hanging his head. The tears escaped without his consent yet again. He hadn’t been able to control his emotions lately, and it was such a foreign feeling to him. Dean had always been able to shove his feelings deep down, bury them with hunts and whiskey. But, not seeing her face when he woke up in the mornings, hearing her laugh, feel her body against his when he slept was pushing him to the edge of insane. 

Once again, he picked up his phone, wanting, no, needing, to hear her voice. His hands shook as he pressed the button, the phone beginning to ring. Dean held his breath as her voice graced his ears, her voicemail greeting echoing through the silent room. 

“This is Y/N. You know what to do.” 

“Hey, sweetheart. I just had to hear your voice again. I know I said that I would be okay, but I lied. Letting you go has been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. God, Y/N, I fucking miss you,” he sighed, his message getting cut off. 

He dialed again, waiting to record another message. 

“Me again,” he laughed wryly, “I needed to tell you how much I love you. It doesn’t seem real that you’re gone. I know you told me to go on, to keep going, but I don’t know if I can, Y/N. Living without you is fucking unbearable.” 

His message was cut off again as he growled in frustration. He just wanted to get all his feelings off his chest. He felt that he would lose his mind if he didn’t. He dialed her number one more time, taking a deep breath to prepare to leave his last message. 

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I want to tell you that I love you. I’ll always love you, and I’ll never get over losing you, no matter how much time goes by. I hope one day I’ll see your face, kiss your lips, and feel you in my arms again. I miss you, Y/N.” 

Dean ended the call, dropping the phone and breaking out into a sob. Life was so unfair. He had finally let himself love her after years of denying how he felt. All just to lose her. His door opening made him jump, furiously wiping the tears from his face. 

“Are you ready?” Sam asked him sadly. 

“I’ll never be ready, but it’s something I have to do.” 

“Meet you out there?” 

“Yeah, Sam. I’ll be there in a minute,” Dean sighed, every muscle in his body tense, knowing what he had to do. 

He watched as Sam shut his door, his footsteps echoing through the bunker. Dean stood from his seat on the bed, his chest aching and heavy. He looked around the room, his eyes landing on the picture of him and Y/N sitting on the hood of the Impala. He squeezed his eyes shut to fight back more tears. Taking a deep breath, he walked out of his room to go build the funeral pyre for the love of his life. 

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[bralnwashed]

Baby me was a blonde. But i have brown hair now, though it's dyed redish now.

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starting a picrew tag game bc why not, let's see how far this goes

create yourself as a child then yourself now using this picrew :)

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[jewishraypalmer]

Daddy Darhkest is also probably top 5 material it has everything: Constantine flirting with fucking EVERYONE, Ray and Zari friendship to the max part 2, Leo being like hey my gaydar is never wrong please ask that woman out, Ray and Zari trying to take care of baby Nora, Ray and baby Nora singing Oklahoma!, and MOST importantly: Allonsy, Alonso.

[jawritter]

You and Me...

Chapter 21

***SERIES WARNINGS**** Rape, non con, male!rape, injury, violence, discription of injury caused by rape, nightmares, self harm, panick attackes, implied female non con, language, ass hole Jensen, hurt!jensen, dark fic, smut. If there is anything else I will add it as I go.

***Chatper Warnings***  Mentions of nightmares, and flashbacks, implyed smut? Language, fluffl. I think that’s it..

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 1450

A/N: As always all mistakes are mine!, Please do not copy my work!! Feedback is gold! I hope you enjoy this one!

Summery: It’s funny how one choice you made can change your whole life. One mistake can alter you course, and set you on a path that forever will haunt you. Two people find themselves getthing through one of the hardest trials of Jensen’s life, on just one small promise. You and Me. We’ll get through it together…

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"Baby," Jensen's voice called you from your deep sleep. Followed by a trail of kisses from your jaw to your shoulder. 

"Baby, come on it's time to get up, and hit the road." He said again, this time slipping his hand under your thin layer of covers that was over your bare body, and pulled them back slowly. 

Trailing kisses from your shoulder to the curve of your left breast. 

A smile formed on your lips as his stubble ran across your sensitive skin. Memories of the night before flooding your mind. 

Jensen had woken up in the middle of the night and, well, let's just say that he was more than ready to 'start his day'. 

You'd fallen back asleep quickly after. 

This time when he woke you up, light hadn’t even started to flood your shared bedroom, and morning had officially arrived. 

"If you keep that up we're not going to leave when you want to." You tell him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, and letting him pull you to him. 

"Then get up, or I'm gonna wake you up my way. Your choice." He said, a cocky smirk on his face. 

You loved this side of Jensen, and you were so glad that he'd finally started to let it show. 

"Hmm...What if I like your way of waking up better than mine?" You tell him as he worked his way from you cleavage to your lower stomach, teasing you, pulling at your pantie line with his teeth before coming back up to your lips. Kissing you sweetly. 

"Come on baby we got an eleven hour drive ahead of us today, and I want to get started." He said, grinning like a little kid on Christmas morning. 

"Fine, fine. I'm getting up." You tell him, shoving him off of you with some effort. His laugh filled the room, and you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. His laugh was just contagious, no matter how tired you were, if getting out of bed ment that reaction, you’d do it.

An hour later Jensen was throwing the last of your luggage into the trunk of the car as you locked the front door, and made your way to the passenger side of the car. 

"Ready babe?" He called from the rear of the car as you sat down in the passenger seat. 

Checking your purse to make sure that you'd grabbed both Jensen, and your own phone charger before answering him. 

"Yep, I'm ready." You tell him, as he climbs into the driver seat. Leaning over and kisses you deeply right before he turns the key to the ignition. 

“Let’s do this.” He said, backing the car down the driveway, and slipping his hand in yours. Lacing your fingers together, and bringing them up to his lips.

He looked lighter, happier than you had seen him in days. Maybe this trip, and getting away from Austin for a little while was just what he needed.

Several hours later you were sitting next to Jensen, your head resting on his shoulder, and your feet kicked up on the dash of the car. Jensen would lean down ever so often, and kiss the top of your head. 

Classic rock playing loudly on the radio, the Texas countryside flying by you. Jensen sang along loudly with whatever song was on the radio. 

You honestly couldn't have been happier. 

There was no other place you’d rather be than right here, with him, in this moment, and you worked as hard as you could to commit everything to memory.

When you stopped for lunch at a little small town in Texas later that day, the two of you decided on stopping at the local park, and eating there instead of sitting down inside a cramped restaurant. 

The sun was shining, the weather was perfect, not too hot, not too cold, and you couldn't get enough of that smile on Jensen's face. 

The two of you sat there longer than what you probably needed to before getting back into the car and heading out for your first stop along your journey, but you were enjoying each other's company too much to rush much of anything. Talking about any and everything that came to mind. 

His childhood. Your childhood. Past relationships. Careers. Future plans. 

It felt like you were really getting to know each other for the first time. 

You definitely had your perception of Jensen all wrong when the two of you meet. He wasn't a cocky actor/ douche bag at all. He was a sweet, big hearted, strong man. That wanted nothing more than to have a family, and enjoy life. What more could a person really ask for. 

You felt closer to him right now in that moment as you laid your head back down on his shoulder. Tracing little patterns on his thigh, Resting your head on his shoulder with his arm thrown around you. 

For the first time in...Well...Your whole relationship there wasn’t this looming rape thing over your heads, there wasn’t any fear in his eyes at all. There weren't any mentions of nightmares or panic attacks, there wasn’t any of that. It was just the two of you just being together.

The two of you had left Austin roughly at 5:30 this morning to get to Albuquerque, so that you could make your reservations at the Painted Lady Bed & Brew. 

A cute little bed and breakfast type place that Jensen had chosen for the two of you to stay that night. You didn't think it would have been Jensen's style, but apparently the man had a pretty big obsession with Western/Spanish style that is New Mexico. 

"I hope it's okay." Jensen said, as he sat your bags down in the room the two of you'd be staying in for the night. 

"Oh babe I love it, it's cute." You tell him, wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him as close to you as possible. "Honestly, you could have rented a motel 6, and it would have been just fine with me as long as you were the one sleeping next to me." You tell him, earning a heart stopping grin from him as he bends down, and kisses you deeply.

Pulling away he runs his thumb lightly over your lower lip. Astonishing green eye searching your own. 

"I don't deserve you, you know." He says, wrapping his arms around your waist. The two of you just standing there holding each other. 

“I don’t know about that, because right now, I feel like I’m the lucky one in this arrangement.” You tease him, poking him in the ribs.

Jensen gave you a wicked smirk. His entire deminor changed as he caught on to your teasing.

“Well, better make you earn your keep then huh pretty girl.” He said, before throwing you down on the bed with him, lips attaching to your own.

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Later that night, after a quick trip through the brewery attached to the place Jensen and yourself had gone up to your room, showered together, and were laying in the still quiet room. Nothing at all in between the two of you. Jensen's arms wrapped tightly around you. Kissing you slowly. Enjoying just being close to each other. 

This to you was your heaven. Laying here like this with him. No walls, no secrets, no bad memories, no clothes to separate you, just skin on skin. Nothing hidden from each other. Physically as close as you can get to the person that had quickly become the other half of your heart. 

You didn't think it was possible to love someone as much as you loved this man. 

Even after everything that you both had gone through, good and bad.  He still found a way to make you feel special. Loved. 

Long after he’d fallen asleep you lay there playing with his hair, watching the even rise and fall of his chest, you thank whatever God was listening for a nightmare free night.

He’d told you today that they were still part of some of the struggles that he was having, and then there were the flashbacks too, and he opened up about his worries about playing Dean again, which impressed you. It wasn’t easy for him to do, but you were thankful that he trusted you. 

So no matter what you were going to face in Vancouver, you were determined that you were going to do this together. The bad days, as well as the good. 

Because you loved him.

Beyond all right. Beyond all reasons. You loved this man, and nothing was ever going to change that.

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Gathering Intel teehee

Currently reading: an embarrassing amount of books; the women in black, 1984, jurassic park, trials of appollo, and the appollo murders

Last song: Lola by the kinks

Currently watching: the last of us (very slowly because I don't watch much TV), Dr who

Current fic: Art heist Baby!, crimson rivers, choices, only the brave, about a million one shots, (all marauders), and connections (foaming at the mouth for this, it's a trolls fic)

Writing: I have 7 WIPS including an actual book I'm writing

Next on watchlist: (some things have been here for years) Good omens, arcane, Scott pilgrim, cunk on earth, our planet, a bunch of documentaries (coz I'm a nerd like that)

Current obsession: geoguesser (short term) and hunger games and marauders (long term)

Npt: @clodyghost @willyoubemydarling @silence-between-seconds @aella-posts @allonsy-moony

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better. Thank you so much for the tag @gingerteaonthetardis ❤️

Currently reading: No book. Guess I am boring like that.

Last song: "Boys Will Be Boys" by Paulina Rubio.

Currently watching: Nothing in particular.

Current fic: "Blossoming Crown", a Vicbourne fic by @colemansdimple

Writing? Yes, I have four WIP's in total but I am only actively working on one at the moment; "Queen Of England" which is a Vicbourne modern AU.

Next on my watchlist: "Sanditon" or "Dickinson", I just don't know which one to start with.

Current obsession: Les Misérables, saw it in London recently and loved it! Also Vicbourne😊

Tagging: @evenstaredits @its-a-state-of-angst @beardedladyqueen

@its-moopoint @rey-jake-therapist @colemansdimple @jadesassenach @teebeenews @cant-resist-temptation

You don't have to participate if you don't want to☺️

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*blinks in how the fuck* How’d you know the shadows are Vashta Nerada?

Well the answer is simple, baby. ALLONSY!