#bby tj

[merriemarvels]

[whorifics]

“ what part of ‘ i never fucking loved you, ’ don’t you understand ? ” / @nyctcphiliacs

[eddiesxangel]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <33

[eddiesxangel]

WHO IS BEING MEAN TO MY ANGEL BABY 😤😤😤😤😤😤😤😤

Be Kind To Each Other💗

So about about a month ago or so i got a message from an obvious fake account (no likes, followers, or PFP), now i have had my annos off from the very beginning of my blog because i am here to read, re-blog & make friends ( i am not very social IRL)

But i made it with a purpose to explore fan fiction because prior to Eddie i had never read fan fiction but thats a story for another day😅💗

So i never wanted to bring this to light because i didnt want to give this person or whomever it may be the satisfaction of getting to me, but in this DM they attacked for one my looks , my person (or who they think i am as a person) and proceeded to call me a & i quote “type of bitch Eddie would hate , he would never give you the time of day”

Now the reason i bring this up is because today i got a follow from a fake account with a name quite similar to the one who sent me the original hate DM, i immediately blocked them just like the last account but here is the point i am trying to make…

I don’t think that I have ever offended anyone and I’ll be the first one to say that if I have ever shared, liked,commented, or said, anything to offend anyone on here i am truly sorry

I have said it time and time again that the whole purpose of this blog is to try to share as many stories as I can, and spread as much positivity because in the world that we live in now it seems that there’s very little of that out there💗

At the same time, I don’t feel like I deserve that much hate.

I really don’t think it’s anyone here but like I said if I’ve ever done anything from the bottom of my heart, I’m sorry I just needed to get this out there because one of the main reasons that I was absent for about a month month was because of that and as much as I didn’t wanna let it get to me it got to me and I just didn’t feel like I belonged in this fandom

I will always do my best to show as much support and love to all the amazing creators and writers on here I love y’all. I hope you have a great week and remember to be kind to yourself and be kind to each other.🫶🏻

[2qties]

❝𝘼 𝙂𝙃𝙊𝙎𝙏𝙇𝙔 𝙀𝙈𝘽𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙀❞

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In which water pillar, Tomioka Giyū, faces the death of his lover and wishes to cling onto them physically in his hardest moments yet cannot.

🪐 : here's my first attempt at angst as someone who only mainly writes fluff !!!!! tell me how i do 😋🗣️‼️day 3 of no wifi , gotta keep y'all updated!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️issa Sunday and da library closes at 6 pm 2day and im pulling up at like 3 pm cs it opens and 10 and yk i can't pull up looking like a clueless nobody ya know ya know 😋 i ain't sleep all of last night idk why and my bby bro aint sleep either so all im hearing is his loud ahh babbling 👻 but anyway daddy TJ gotta keep pumpin cs i can't have yall thinking i died fr 🐺

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how long has it been since you passed?

he hasn't forgotten. six weeks ago. in the cold. when the universe decided to take you away from him. the one time he had something of his own, something that he felt would last.. it was selfishly taken from him.

he didn't think the wound was that bad, he thought you'd make it. but he was so wrong. before he even reached the butterfly estate, you were limp, cold and dead in his shaking arms.

how foolish he was to get so attached to someone in a time like this. someone who wasn't of his caliber, someone who hadn't gone up against what he was fighting each night… someone weak.

how foolish he was to fall in love.

was it how you said his name? was it how you welcomed him when no one else would? what was it that was so appealing? maybe it was your smile, beaming solely at him in a way that could never be replicated. maybe it was your hands, holding him as if he was fragile to the touch.

maybe it was your eyes, looking at him as if there was something worth looking at.

and now that it was all gone, what would happen now? in life, you lose some and you win some. but what would he do? he didn't want to lose you.

what could replace you after you showed him what it meant to be loved? you showed him more, how could he settle for less? he'd ask himself.

yet what he truly meant was how could he settle for anything that wasn't you?

he doesn't want to settle for anything that wasn't you.

each end of the week, he'd visit your grave. this evening, it was cold and raining. the wisteria incense around your grave had died down due to the pouring rain. he'd figure out some way to keep it from dying, no matter the disaster.

he didn't want the same creatures who had killed you to step anywhere near you. if he couldn't protect you when you were alive, he'd protect you in death.

he gently placed flowers onto your bed of eternal slumber, watching the rain pitter and patter over them.

“maybe, just maybe, the nature will reclaim you and you'll sleep under the loveliest garden.” he whispered, imagining the beautiful greenery that could grow around you.

it wouldn't make this place half bad. maybe bring back some memories of you.

“i miss you. i really do.” he muttered, praying you'd hear him and come comfort him in some way, “it's not the same without you. i miss all of you. i miss how you'd look at me.. how you smiled at me.. how you said my name. heck, the weird looks you'd give me… i miss your hugs and how you'd hold me too.”

it didn't replace the hurt but it elevated some sorrow off his shoulders.

“you know, i had plans for our future. i wanted us to get married. wanted us to kids. wanted a peaceful life after the war with you. i just wanted to be able to wake up and have you and our kids being the first faces i see. my sister, my friend and now my love. God, please make it worth it in the end. please.

i just need a hug..”

he whispered, his hand tracing your gravestone before he slumped back where he was sitting, eyeing your name and death date simultaneously.

he wanted to hug himself but would it feel the same?

it wouldn't.

“what will i settle for, i ask myself countless of nights, if not your hugs, who elses?”

yet, when he thought of hugs, it felt like you were still there. so close that he could grab you.

soft arms from behind, wrapping around him and nuzzling your face in his neck. he felt his spirit slightly lifted during this melancholic moment, feeling your arms around him once more.

it felt like a mother or wife’s loving embrace, something he hadn't felt in a long while.

the wind felt warmer and it felt as if the rain stopped.

settle for the hugs of my spirit.

he jumped. in a situation like this, he would grab his katana and scope the surroundings in search of the uninvited stranger. yet this stranger had the aura of his love, their symphonic voice. how could he ever lift a blade at a voice like theirs?

giyū didn't notice it, yet he was crying. a tear running down his eye as he sniffled.

his tense body relaxed at the sound of the voice that had swept pass and the loving embrace of his lover’s spirit who was seated beside him.

“i’ll settle for this.”

[userchai]

Congratulations bby 🩷 🥰

☁️ + Eddie 🤭

TJ my love you’re always so supportive of me ily! 🤍🤍🤍

arden’s 2.9K celebration

[dragonballnewstar]

These past few weeks have been weird. Musu had a new ghost-fire sword with a cute girl sealed inside, but he gave it to the hot pirate captain we've been traveling with.

Ambare has been chatting up a Vespian named Cistus, who helped us take down a bunch of Neo Freiza / Red Ribbon army people and ended up saving some Time Breakers.

Jurai is actually related to Mira, and she is gushing over Valla's little brother because he's a precious bby boy (he's a year younger than them).

TJ is now in a weird 3-way relationship with Renga and Meili.

Seth and Meili are also sort of romantically involved? Even though Meili is racist to "spark-less" and Seth is literally incapable of magic since he's man-made.

And.. Elixe is now my boyfriend and I'm pretty sure he threatened Presto after Presto said I looked nice.

Weird few weeks.

[ofsupernovcs]

"I am not dude." Kevin said snapping out of his reverie. "It's just pain meds and it makes you see things like foxes and shit." He shook his head. "Like I'm some freaking fox now that's a weird ass theory''The untriggered fox laughed at the though.

"Okay it could be my bad." Kevin groaned to himself. He selected the three tickets and deleted it.There was a shrug before laying against the chair. "You're free soul brother." He said as he made the star trek sign.

"The bear is fucking real what else would fucking maul my legs dude." Kevin said with a nerous laughter. There was need to hide and shrink away. "Aliens exist my guy. I don't know why you and Sofia won't consider. Without a trace- thats fucking aliens right there. It's better than fucking nothing." He force himself to stand up to face TJ. For a moment there was something different in his eyes, the type that wasn't quite human. Dare one say foxlike.

"I have nothing to fucking hide unlike you."

TJ was waving right at Kevin's face, but the dumbass couldn't see him, lost in some sort of daydream. "I'm not in narcotics, but it looks like you are really into them," he said, tapping the other on the shoulder as if it was encouragement that he'd get better soon and to lay off the pain meds but then the accusation of having three parking tickets came along and he realized he needed to knock some sense into Kevin.

"I got one." He raised one finger to make it all the more clear because he was certain he had returned to one ticket, not three. Nope. Kevin was just high and making shit up - that's what TJ thought was going with. "One ticket," he emphasized.

"Are you done making shit up? Because according to you, there are three tickets I have, a bear running in the woods. What else? And don't start with the fucking aliens..." He warned him. "I hate to do this, buddy, but I'm going to have no choice but to drag your ass to rehab if you don't stop. - What are they giving you at the hospital? Because I guarantee it's not the normal shit they give - I'll ask my girlfriend to run a drug test on you to double-check."

[babygorewhore]

☆ put this star in the inbox of your favorite blogs to spread positivity! 💛🫂

Omg Tj 🥺 thank you bby. Right back at you 🖤🖤

[stereotypcd]

ooc;; so I'm watching Recess S1 EP3: Parents night. And the idea tht Spinelli lies and makes up crazy, outlandish stories abt her parents / the fact tht her best friends have never even met her parents before. ( Hell Tj lives a few houses down n doesn't even know wht his best friend's parents look like !!! ) Makes me think tht either she really doesn't know wht her parents do for work or tht she does know but still keeps it a secret bc it's something she can't / just doesn't want to talk abt.

Ik at the end of the ep it shows tht Spin was right abt her parents being secret agents. Which is cool but I feel like it's just wht Spin wants to believe or forces herself to believe bc the reality of it is a lot for a 9 / 10 yr old to grasp.

But I headcanon tht the family is apart of the mob or does clean up jobs for them. Takes care of the bodies after a crime, which is why Spinelli doesn't know ( or makes up lies abt them doing great things- after all she's a little kid. It's normal for kids to make up stories abt things. Plus, she's also just embarrassed by them bc of how they smother her n treat her like a bby. Which again is also a valid reason for the lies. )

Ofc I also had this headcanon before rewatching the show so tht also doesn't help lol I also hc tht her older brother Vito is in a gang / drug dealer, which is wht landed him in prison. ( Idk abt Joey tho ) This is all over the place n p doesn't make a whole lot of sense but I did just take melatonin so my brain is kinda mush lol I'll p try n explain it better tomorrow or something.

[taintedcigs]

HI BBY 💖 how are you doing? How are you liking the US? I hope your classes are interesting and not stressful and boring 🥺 MAWH 😘

TJ HIII!!! i’m doing good!!! and i luv it here omggg seriously half of the things here made me realize how shitty i had it in my hometown😫😫

classes are great!!!!!!!! literally like i have a class where the professor just yaps about taylor LMAO like everything is so different around here and i love itt! how are you doing baby??💗💗

[never-tobefound]

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Tagged by @wildlydone

3 Ships

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku (My Hero Academia)

Drarry…

please lord release me from these shackles I am TIRED-

Ox/Joe (Wolfsong by TJ Klune)

First Ship

Larry

Which truly explains so much about my descent into depravity

Last Song

Idk it was bopping on the way home today

Currently Reading

It Was Simple (You Are Sweetness) by constellationkiri

AND

Stumbling Backwards Into Winter by Cogni_Diss (again)

Last Film (like my wife, I’m going to do show)

One Piece, Zoro has me on my mf KNEES just one CHANCE BBY

Currently Craving

A moderate to severe cranial injury

[munsonology]

Hi bby 🤭

Hi tj my love!!! Giving you a big kissy!! 😘

[eddiesxangel]

HI HI I LOVE YOU 🖤🖤🖤🖤

[rodos-news]

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[ihaveab0y]

bby ur cute but sksjskabs TJ fucking JDJWKSBDJWJD AH "little spoon" CALL ME THAT ANYDAY NDNSBSBNSM

I still love u dw <3

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