#chapter 555

[everyitachi]

[everykillerbee]

[b3l-ange]

[arytha]

yayyyy im finally to cale's old world arc my fav my beloved

[kiraridertime03]

INTRODUCING THE FAIZ PROJECT

Hello! Hi! Uh... So, a while back, at the start of this account I mentioned how I was working on a Kamen Rider Saber fanfiction project. Well, thanks to a mixture of school pressure and just the sheer scale I have planned for that project, I have put it a bit on the backburner. But don't worry, as I have recently been conceptualizing another project which is starting... right now!

This is "My Soul Burns Blue: A Kamen Rider 555 Adaptation." This work, in adapting Kamen Rider 555, is intending to use the original work's iconography and base concepts to tell a personal story, one that, I hope, will go into an introspective detail into my experience into realizing and being Trans, I guess. But it is also about Kamen Riders, Orphnochs, and funny flip phones! Though you don't need to know Kamen Rider to get into it, I hope!

I initially intended this to be a much shorter work, which I could release all at once, but I realized it was going a bit larger than anticipated, so instead, I'm releasing it episodically. The link above will take you to the first part of the story.

As another note, this work would, I guess, be my contribution to the whole "Animal HRT" trend, though it has my own annoying fandom-y spin. As such, I have to thank the progenitor of the current wave, @ayviedoesthings for indirectly inspiring this work. You should check out her's and all the other ones that have been made since.

Long story short, while the horse isn't in this one, I'm sure they'll appear at some point

neigh.

[l6ndry]

summer sun forever, rafe cameron

band au!rafe x fan!reader (SMAU)

IN WHICH . . . one of the biggest warnings among celebrities is to avoid falling for a fan. rafe clearly does not consider this when he first notices his self proclaimed number one fan, you.

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amora speaks: hihi i was gonna post yesterday but i was busy 😢😢 this was kinda a filler i just wanted to establish he's down bad lol

incorporating the BAND part of this fic next chapter i promise

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[samarabrapor]

Today was an amazing blessed and magic day 🌼🙏🏽✨💓🌈🧠🫶🏼

[schemingdiva]

pick a pile reading - messages that you need to hear right now

Pile 1:

Cards: the world, 9 of pentacles, knight of wands, king of cups | shapeshifter oracle card

A situation that you have been praying about has finally reached its end. New financial opportunities are on their way to you dear one. Keep an eye out for incoming money or career opportunities. You are being encouraged to travel and step beyond your comfort zone. Don’t stay in the same place where you struggled, now is the time for you to leave and really challenge yourself to thrive outside of your comfort zone. It’s possible that you may be considering a new career or moving to a new city. You might be into art or traveling. You are also being encouraged to hone your skills and spend time with yourself focusing on your strengths.

extra confirmation: butterflies 🦋, dolphins, the coast, 777

Pile 2:

Cards: death, ace of pentacles, 7 of wands | mountain oracle card

You’re going through a major transformation right now! It may be hard to accept but once you let go of the past, you can get started on your glow up love! You spent a lot of time doing the hard work behind the scenes, doing shadow work and now your hard work is paying off. You may be getting a new job or raise, your life is being promoted in huge way. You may feel a bit defensive right now, but trust that the Universe/God, whomever you believe has your back. Make sure to keep up your boundaries and guard your treasures. The Universe is guiding you to stand your ground regarding this situation, continue with your beliefs and what you’re focusing on. Other people around you may disagree but ignore them, the Universe is supporting you 100% with this. What you’re doing is right for you, and you alone.

extra confirmation: 444, leo, scorpio

Pile 3:

Cards: 9 of swords, 7 of cups, death | earth mother oracles

My heart aches for you pile 3. You’re currently feeling alone, maybe even depressed. You’re in a lot of pain. You may feel so overwhelmed by life that you don’t know how to move forward. If you’re feeling this way this message is for you. You’re being encouraged to start anew, allow yourself to start over. This part of your life has ended, and no longer serves you. You’ll soon find that life is changing to your benefit. You’re entering an entirely new chapter of your life! During this transition please know that you are loved. As you go through this process it’s important that you make plans and assess what your next steps are. It’s time to be focused so you are prepared for the changes coming your way. Trust yourself and your ability to succeed.

extra confirmation: 555, holly berries, feathers

Pile 4:

Cards: 6 of pentacles, king of swords, death, 5 of wands, the hermit | winter oracle

Pile 4, it looks like you need to slow down and take some time for yourself. You’re a very generous person, and you’re often the person that people turn to for help. A lot of people may depend on you in your personal life. You should reevaluate your relationships and consider if these people are deserving of you and your generosity. At this time, you’re entering a period of rebirth. Your life is transforming for the better. This period may be a little rough, I’m seeing some challenges coming your way. The best way to navigate these challenges is by spending time alone. This may be hard, especially if you’re normally surrounded by people. Stand your ground, and focus on you. Keep an eye out for more information that may be revealed to you.

extra confirmation: snow, snakes, smoke

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Thank you for reading! More to come soon.

[everykillerbee]

[dntaed]

chapter one ── welcome mat

oh, my clumsy heart: a roommate jason series.

♥︎ roommate!jason ✗ gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: A man, an expert in every unsavory action of his less-than-legal occupation, like Jason, shouldn't be so nervous about meeting a roommate. Yet here he is—his nails digging crescents into his palm as his eyes lock onto your nervous smile.

TAGS: roommate au, friends to lovers, tooth-rotting fluff, awkward flirting, mutual pining, emotional intimacy, eventual romance, AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES!! canon-typical violence.

CHAPTER SYNOPSIS: Jason follows you back down the hall, the strange tension between you both melting away. This might not be so bad after all. He could get used to this—whatever this was.

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The kaleidoscopic colors of this evening dance across concrete streets. It paints a striking contrast on the canvas. Neon signs flicker and hum, beckoning you inside the markets that are tucked between towering brick apartments, their garish lights bleeding into the surrounding shadows. The air is thick with the smell of street food, rainwater mixing with exhaust fumes, and the subtle scent of asphalt. People move across the slick pavement, their hurried footsteps tapping out an almost rhythmic pattern. They slide between the occasional car like busy bees, all lost in their own heads, each one with a mission of their own deep in their determined minds.

It’s all strangely calming to see. As if Gotham itself is just a backdrop to the urgent lives of the people that live within it. If you only forget the dim alleyways beside those cozy markets—places that hide secrets not meant for curious eyes. The ones that ooze dark promises, whispering of things better left unseen.

The dichotomy of Gotham City.

Jason leans against his motorcycle, eyes tracing the chaotic beauty of it all. He’s been here long enough to know that Gotham’s pulse is erratic, its rhythm always just a little off. He runs a hand over the leather of his jacket, the material clinging uncomfortably to his skin. The heat of the jacket presses into his shoulders, far too warm for the damp night air, but it’s a comfort nonetheless. A familiar weight. The soft, persistent drizzle makes the jacket feel even heavier, and yet, it’s the only thing that grounds him in this mess of neon lights and cold streets.

With a deep breath, Jason reaches into his pocket, fingers brushing over the crumpled edges of the paper he’s been carrying for days. A small, almost ridiculous thing, but it’s his lifeline now. His thumb presses into the creases of the paper, smoothing it out just enough to read it again, even though he’s already memorized the words.

DESPERATE NEED OF ROOMMATE! $600 // East End // Thompson Apartments // 2BD!

Gender doesn't matter. Just pay rent on time. The apartment is "vintage," not old. Two bedrooms, a functioning kitchen and bathroom.

CONTACT FOR MORE: (555) 123-1443!!

Jason’s eyes linger on the number for a moment, tracing the digits with his mind. He called it a few days ago, desperate like the ad claimed. His situation demanded urgency, just like your voice on the other end of the line. The surprise in your tone when he explained why he was calling made him hesitate for just a second, but then he remembered: Gotham didn’t care about how people got by. It only cared about getting by. And he needed something in the East End, something that wasn’t going to make him stand out too much.

The whole thing was a gamble. He’d told you he was just a student, trying to save some cash, and that was the truth… at least the version of it he could afford to tell. The truth, in his world, was always a little murky. You didn’t ask questions, and maybe that was why he agreed. Maybe it was the way you sounded—genuine, in a way he wasn’t used to. The thought had stuck with him.

East End apartments weren’t the stuff of dreams, but they were affordable. They were quiet, in a way. Too quiet sometimes.

As he waits, Jason wonders—did you even believe him?

Was he really just some lost student? Or was he something else entirely? Someone you’d let into your life, someone you’d risk the quiet life of your apartment with?

His nails dig into his palm, the tightness of his grip a quiet manifestation of his nerves. There’s a strange tension in the air, but it’s not just the apartment he’s here for—it’s the uncertainty of it all. What’s the chance you think he's a serial killer? He wonders briefly.

Fifty? Thirty, if he doesn’t completely blow his first impression.

The shuffle of footsteps behind the door jolts him back to reality. He can almost picture you, wearily moving down the hallway toward him, hesitating for just a moment before reaching for the door. A brief moment of expectation passes before the door creaks open. Jason’s breath hitches, but he doesn’t let it show.

He can’t—he won’t let it show.

And then there you are, standing in the doorway. Your nervous smile hits him like a wave. The way your lips pull up just slightly, your eyes flickering with a mix of uncertainty and curiosity. You’re the kind of person who’s been worn down by Gotham, but not yet broken by it, and for a moment, Jason wonders how long that will last.

"Jason, right?" Your voice is soft, but not shy. It’s curious, but not probing. Your gaze flicks down, taking in his figure with a casual assessment, as if you’re already trying to figure out if this stranger is going to be worth the risk.

Jason stands frozen for a beat, before he finds his voice. "Yeah, that’s me." His words are a little rough around the edges, but they come out more steady than he feels. "I, uh... I called about the apartment."

For the briefest moment, your smile falters, the weight of the decision settling in your shoulders. But you push through it, stepping back from the doorway with a small gesture. "Come on in. Welcome to your new place—or at least, part of it."

And just like that, the door swings open.

You stand in front of him, blocking the way into the apartment. Jason shifts awkwardly, eyes flicking to the side, not entirely sure if he should even be here. His words tumble out in a clumsy attempt at being casual.

"Yeah," he mutters, a little too quickly, "2BD, right?"

You pause for a moment, looking at him with an amused glint in your eye. Jason mentally kicks himself for even asking. Of course it’s 2BD. The sharp click of the door opening behind him only makes his discomfort grow.

It’s quiet for a second as he waits for you to respond, but you don’t seem to mind at all. A small, genuine smile breaks out across your face, your cheeks rising slightly, your nose scrunching as you fight back a laugh. It’s the kind of smile that seems to warm the entire room, and Jason can’t help but notice how it shifts your entire demeanor. He forgets for a moment what he was even thinking.

With a soft laugh, you gesture to the open doorway. "Come in," you say, your voice light and inviting, like there’s nothing more normal than him being here. It pulls him out of his thoughts, and without thinking too much, he steps inside.

He follows you through the apartment, the faint smell of coffee and something vaguely floral lingering in the air. His eyes drift around, taking in the space: the mismatched furniture, the little trinkets scattered about that seem so personal. It’s cozy in an unexpected way. A coat rack by the door is crowded with jackets and hats—yours, he assumes. The mirror next to it reflects the two of you, and for a second, he pauses, not sure if he’s looking at the reflection of two strangers or something more familiar.

You continue talking, not missing a beat. "So, this is the living room," you explain, waving a hand to the center of the room where the couch sits. It's worn, a little tattered, but there's a kind of charm to it, like it’s seen a lot of life. " The landlord upstairs calls it 'vintage. ' I call it 'good enough to survive.'"

Jason smirks, the corners of his mouth quirking up. He can’t help but picture the landlord as some old guy with too many opinions and a wardrobe that probably includes some out-of-date tweed. "He gives you trouble?" Jason asks, his curiosity piqued more than he intends. The instinct to size up the situation—just in case—kicks in, and he mentally bristles.

You shrug as you look around the room, your hands resting on your hips. "Trouble? Probably. But we’ll share the burden." Your smirk is sly, a glint in your eye as you look over at him. "Perks of a roommate, right?"

Jason can’t help but laugh at that. It’s not a joyful laugh but one laced with sarcasm. "Yeah, perks. Just what I needed."

You quirk an eyebrow, clearly amused by his reaction. “You put up the ad just to 'share the burden,' huh?"

"Yep," you answer matter-of-factually, a hint of mischief in your voice. "I figure there’s a sea of desperate students in Gotham, all waiting for a chance to be this lucky."

Jason chuckles dryly. "And I’m the lucky winner, huh?"

He can’t tell if it’s the way you talk or the subtle shift in your tone, but something about it strikes him. The way you linger on certain words, like you're testing it, or maybe just savoring the sound. It makes him feel odd, in a way he can’t quite place. But it’s a feeling that pulls him out of his usual guarded state, just a little.

Jason falls into step behind you, still lost in thought. The way you speak, the way you carry yourself—it's not like anyone he’s ever met. It’s easy to forget how much time he’s spent alone, only surrounded by people who treat him like an object or a tool or even a bomb about to go off that they try to soothe with sickly soft words that are too soft for his liking. You act like he’s just a guy—no judgment, no pity, just a weird stranger showing up in your life, as normal as it can get. Just two very normal roommates, nothing more. He doesn't know how to feel about that yet, but it pulls at him more than it should.

“So, tell me," he says, eyes scanning the hallway now, “What's the catch here? There’s got to be one, right?”

You turn back toward him, the corners of your mouth twitching upward. "The catch?" You raise an eyebrow. "Oh, you’ll see. There’s always a catch in Gotham, Jason. Always."

Jason feels a little shiver crawl up his spine. Gotham. Yeah. He knows all too well about catches in this city.

His usual self-consciousness is creeping back up. But then he notices the way you look at the space, the way your voice flows as you explain the apartment to him, and for some reason, he feels a bit more at ease.

You give him a teasing glance, one that feels almost like a challenge. “Don’t sound so disappointed, Jason,” you reply, your voice light, almost sing-song. “Is Jason okay?”

It’s a simple question, but it catches him off guard—he's not used to people just asking. He doesn’t even realize it, but he’s been holding his breath for a second. Jason swallows, trying to brush off the sudden wave of discomfort that floods over him. It’s like you’ve peeled back a layer, even if just for a moment.

“Yeah,” he mutters, running a hand through his hair, trying to play it off. “It's fine.”

You look at him for a moment longer, studying him as though you're trying to decide if he’s being truthful or not. There’s a softness in your gaze now, a sort of warmth that feels unexpected. Finally, you nod, as though satisfied with his answer.

“Good,” you say, your voice lowering slightly. “Well, if you're going to be living here, you should probably know that the kitchen is... charming.”

Jason laughs, the sound a little more genuine this time. “Charming? What, like ‘charming’ the way Gotham is charming, or charming the way an old car is charming?”

You give him a quick, amused glance before leading him toward the kitchen. "A little of both, honestly. But if you’re expecting anything gourmet, you’re going to be sorely disappointed."

The kitchen is small but functional, with a modest fridge and a few dishes cluttered around the sink. There's an old-school stovetop, the kind that looks like it could use a little love, and a countertop covered in mismatched mugs. The place feels real. It’s not pristine or overly decorated, but there’s something oddly comforting about it.

“Let me guess,” Jason says, leaning against the door frame with a smirk, “The fridge is a disaster, right?”

You chuckle softly as you pull the door open to reveal the inside. "Only if you’re picky about food that’s almost safe to eat.

Jason peers inside, trying to stifle a grin. "Ah, looks like exactly what I expected."

The fridge is stocked with a variety of takeout containers and what Jason can only assume is a collection of leftover meals—some with more questionable smells than others. It's a far cry from any kind of organization, but it feels comfortable. Like it belongs here.

"So," Jason says, crossing his arms, "What’s the deal with this place? How long have you been here?"

You turn to face him, leaning against the counter with a casual ease that suggests you’ve been in this exact situation before. "A year," you say, shrugging. "It’s not much, but it’s home. You learn to make do with the weird stuff."

Jason nods, looking around the kitchen. "Seems like a good deal for Gotham. Nice and cheap, right?"

"Exactly. And you don’t have to worry about too much. It’s quiet, for the most part. Except for the landlord, of course," you add with a wink, "But that’s just part of the fun."

Jason chuckles, feeling a bit lighter than before. There’s something about the way you talk, something that puts him at ease. He’s used to walls—metaphorical ones—but in this moment, he feels like you’re letting him in just enough to make him comfortable.

“Guess I’ll be sticking around then,” he says, his voice lowering into something that’s more teasing than serious.

“Better get used to it,” you reply, your tone matching his as you throw him a sly grin. “We’ve got a lot more to share.”

Jason raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “I’ll hold you to that.”

You laugh softly, pushing off the counter as you gesture toward the living room. “Come on, I’ll show you the rest of the place. If you think this is interesting, just wait until you see the bathroom.”

Jason follows you back down the hall, the strange tension between you both melting away. This might not be so bad after all. He could get used to this—whatever this was.

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Crimson Obsessions | Masterlist

pairing: Aaron Pierre as Terry Richmond x Justine Skye as Camille DeWaterson summary: After a steamy encounter with a sinfully handsome man in New Orleans, Camille DeWaterson returns to her life as a soon-to-be-married paralegal in Houston, Texas. But the incident becomes difficult to forget when the otherworldly stranger waltzes into her law firm, bringing a series of strange and enticing events with him. Terrence “Terry” Richmond, is an incredibly disciplined, calculating, and ambitious individual, at least… that’s what he is to the average mortal. But in reality, he’s a bloodthirsty supernatural with a keen interest for money, power, and beautiful women. When the gorgeous Camille DeWaterson slips from his grasp one fateful night in New Orleans, he vows to track her down and make her his bride. It doesn’t matter to him that she already has a fiancé or a commitment to join two families together. He isn’t going to rest until she belongs to him… body, mind and soul.

a/n: hello! below are the links to my first (and probably last lol) series on Tumblr. If you love supernatural story lines, the villain gets the girl trope, black ocs, or Aaron Pierre in general, I hope you'll enjoy this piece! updates will be every Friday :)

(also will be including a running playlist to much the chapters)

preview | pt. one | pt. two | pt. three | pt. four | pt. five | pt. six | pt. seven | pt. eight

playlist:

Drugs-UPSAHL

She-Tyler, the Creator

Can't Get You Out of My Head-Kylie Minogue

Excitement-Trippie Redd

No Heart-21 Savage

Next Lifetime-Erykah Badu

You Right-Doja Cat

I Luv Your Girl-The Dream

Streets-Doja Cat

Dark Red-Steve Lacy

Love on the Brain-Rihanna

I Put A Spell On You-Nina Simone

Baby Boy-Beyonce ft. Sean Paul

House of Balloons/Glass Table Girls- The Weeknd

Floor 555-XXXTENTACION

I'm Tired-Labrinth, Zendaya

Toxic-Britney Spears

When Will I See You Smile Again?-BBD

All I Want is You-Miguel, J. Cole

Honesty-Pink Sweat$

[bejewellery]

love next door

chapter two, i see you

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[nerokoma]

press start! — i’m gonna lose it (10/22)

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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[l6ndry]

summer sun forever, rafe cameron

band au!rafe x fan!reader (SMAU)

IN WHICH . . . one of the biggest warnings among celebrities is to avoid falling for a fan. rafe clearly does not consider this when he first notices his self proclaimed number one fan, you.

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amora speaks: heello ,, this is a 3 day timeskip btw from the last chapter!!!!! also me naming their tour the sundare tour is so creative ikik 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

also i mentioned yn being in the us as sundare is from the us, but u can literally js close one eye and imagine it as someplace else cs i dont live in the us either !!!!

AND THANK YOU TO THE ANON WHO GAVE ME THE BAND NAME!!! eternally grateful for u angel ily if ur reading this

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