#Im sorry in advance

[nyxvuxoa]

Theo James as Edward Horniman ⤷ The Gentlemen, S1 2024 | Created by Guy Ritchie

[hiphopcherrrypop]

[pastel-fox-the-silly]

Here's a random comic I made last night for fun.

It's ugly on purpose/ref/hj

I call it sprunki sprunking comic

⚠️Tw for the funny green devil lettuce, blood, and sprunking all over the place ⚠️

That's it fir part 1 uhhhh yeah I might make part 2 sometime.

Also this was inspired by that dandys world drug comic

[hyacinth-sims]

i'm back from south korea but no computer for a bit so take this

[definitelyunhingedagentphoenix]

Big IEYTD Titanic AU News!

I have officially finished my fanfic with only a few hours to spare until Valentine's Day! I am going to release it at Midnight my time (EST) and would like to put out this post to ask who would like to be tagged. I had a list of people who requested it when I started writing it 6 or so months ago (can you believe it's been that long?!?!) but I have since misplaced it.

I will do my best to remember anyone who does not respond to this post but did ask in the past and I will add anyone new who would like to be now! This baby is over 60,000 words long and has 15 chapters plus a prologue and an epilogue.

To all who are interested in reading, I would like to thank you well in advance. This fic is the longest single story I've ever written and has been a source of joy for me for several months. It means the world to me that I can share it with a community like ours here in the IEYTD fandom.

Happy Valentine's Day. <3

[taylormadeswiftie]

Penelope & Colin - loml

[masonmace]

John, who isn't a man to cry.

But when he comes back from employment to you?

Gn!reader

Tw: angst. Like. ANGST

It'd been a particularly rough mission. The one in which they'd lost Soap. All of the paperwork... the funeral. The dead look in Ghost's eyes after losing Johnny.

God. It was all his fault.

He told Soap not to pull the goddamn trigger. He told Soap not to kill Makarov. Now he's dead, and Jonathon is the soul mother fucker at fault. It was supposed to be him, and that stupid kid jumped in front of the gun.

The ride home was god awful. There was one thing on his mind: you. Now, most may think that after missions John does one thing: come home and have sex with you. That isn't how it goes. Sometimes, when the deployment wasn't heady, he does.

This time? No. Most definitely not. Sometimes he comes home and just asks for dinner, letting you take care of him. Wash his hair in the shower...maybe even allow you to give one of those baths. Tugs you in with him and snuggles you. Skin on skin and basking in your sweet, soothing presence.

He pulls into the driveway, car thudding over the bump at the end of the driveway. He abandons his bag in the car and heads up the front steps.

His throat has been tight since it happened. His eyes have been dry and he's finding himself unable to accept that MacTavish is gone. Sunshine. He snuffed out that sunshine.

The stairs feel like a mountain to climb, and his legs feel like boulders. His head is heavy and his heart is heavier. The guilt lay like suede in his chest as he unlocks the door. He steps into the house and abandons his boots.

His head lifts when he sees you, and he stands. Stepping closer, he holds your face in his heavy paws and kisses your temple. "Aye there, lovie." John's voice is full of gravel. He kisses the shell of your ear and down the sideburn of your head and down your jaw.

Jonathon tries to kiss down your neck, but his lips tremble and twitch. His nostrils flare and he wraps his arms tight around your body. Burying his eyes into your shoulder and following with his nose. He inhales your scent.

Would he kill you next?

The feeling of your arms around him breaks him. His chest and shoulders jumping as he huffs and few times into your shoulder.

You'll be the next one dead because of him.

He wheezes out a few jumping sobs into your shoulder, clawing at the back panel of your shirt with those calloused paws of his. When you try to coax him, his shaking only grows.

You're the next one.

John groans into your shoulder, whispering a soft plea for you to not question him. Not to see less of him

Don't leave him here.

Terrified that his weeping like a child will cause you to leave. That word would get to you that he killed John 'Soap' MacTavish. God, please don't leave him.

"I don't d'serve you.." he insists, and when you try to fight back, his body abandons yours and he stalks away down the hall. Wiping his eyes and sniffling to himself. Repeating the same phrase to himself.

He needs to keep you safe.

Even without him.

[ear-motif]

im gonna reward myself w a reward i dont deserve and re-watch apiritif or whowever the fuck u spell that

[pinayelf-archive]

me leaving bioware hq w the dragon age hard drive up my ass so I can find out if Andraste really did fuck shartan

[lavalamps-and-ladydoors]

charlotte's web - e.b. white (1952)

I go back to college in a week and what's a better way to get ease back into my Library Science Education program than making a dnp edit with quotes from Charlotte's Web?

I remember being read this book during nap time in Kindergarten and just being so enthralled, it was one of the first times a book really affected me and it's still with me 15 years later.

In many ways the ending of the book reminds me of WAD. The reader spends most of the book falling in love with the characters, needing to know what happens next, and then once you reach the end you spend a bit wishing it was different, that it could change, but you end up leaving with lessons learned and a new appreciation for spiders.

WAD makes me cry every time, and I've only been able to watch it a few times. However each time I watch I leave with something different and profound.

I feel like what makes a book (or any media really ) great isn't always the quality of the writing or how popular it is, but rather how it makes you feel, helps you get through the day, and what it teaches you.

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(I made another Charlotte's Web edit so be warned in the next few days)

[sisterdaniells]

they will upload today.

they told me because it's my birthday.

[furioushoneymaple]

This, is gonna be f u n

[aaverageguy]

uhmm guys what if i made headcanons for napoleon but he was trans like...what if he was called transpoleon like ...just....think about it....hmmmm

[colorfulcowboykingdom]

Tw: gore

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A View to a Death

[watchyourbuck]

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ Seven Sentence Sunday!

tagged by @jesuisici33 @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @wikiangela @fortheloveofbuddie @lover-of-mine @wildlife4life @steadfastsaturnsrings @hippolotamus @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @evanbegins thank you my loves! go check their works!! 🤍

well a few days ago I started thinking about a new wip, and today I come show you the first snippet. I would usually keep it hidden bc I like suspense but not this time. It’s gonna be 10 letters written by Eddie, sent to Maddie. Each chapter will be a new letter. Kinda tw: Buck’s dead. This is the only thing Eddie and Maddie have to keep the memory of him alive.

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"Dear Maddie,

I'm sorry it took me so long to get back to you. After burying the funeral, I felt like I was going to die. I... still kinda do. Everywhere I look, I see him. I guess I don't have to explain it to you. You probably see him, too. He was never just mine. He was ours.

I don't have words of comfort. Chris is in pieces, and frankly, so am I. Somedays I wake up and I absentmindedly reach over to his side. I've had to curl bu back up into my side and cover myself up. The bead is wearing out unevenly.

It's getting harder to carry on. It probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I deleted everyone's number. I don't think I'm strong enough to ever see any of them again. Any of you, really.

I love you, Maddie, I'm sorry.

I should ask how you are, but I think that'd be stupid. Last I heard, Chim had to get you commited against your will. I don't know where you are, but I hope these letters reach you anyway. I think it's the last I have of him, and it's the last I can give of me.

You kindly asked me to tell you how we fell in love. I gotta be honest, Maddie, I didn't couldn't yet, but now... there's a part of me that believes I'll forget if I don't write it down. Kinda like everything else is wasting away.

So, I will. I'm gonna tell you our story. I will be as delicate as I can, because he never deserved anything but gentleness. I only hope I was able to love him the way the universe intended me to love him. I can't fathom thinking that loving him from this far will ever amount to what I could've done had we had our whole lives.

I was too late."

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tagging @spagheddiediaz @honestlydarkprincess @jeeyuns @eddiebabygirldiaz @malewifediaz @buckleyobsessed @smilingbuckley @eddie---diaz @princessfbi @eowon @honestlyeddie @monsterrae1 @bucksbirthmark @transbuck @exhuastedpigeon @cal-daisies-and-briars @nmcggg @disasterbuckdiaz @your-catfish-friend @giddyupbuck @try-set-me-on-fire @firemedicdiaz let me know if you wish to be removed from this particular tag💗

[packet-of-staples]

I have a premonition that I am going to become so insufferable about American Arcadia. But how can I not? They've given me an Ass kicking, dnd playing, hacker genius and a pathetic wet cat of a mustachioed man. AND THEYRE FUCKING BESTIES!!!

What more could I want?