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[justanoasisimagines]

Back Off

Summary; Billy won't leave Lucas alone, the Chief's eldest daughter has had enough! Pairing; Billy Hargrove x Female!Hopper!Reader WordCount; 512 Warnings; Mentions of violence, A/N; Hey lovelies, my requests are open and my guidelines are pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

Billy strode through the parking lot full of swagger, confidence and arrogance. He couldn't see the hurricane marching toward him. You were mad. Beyond that. You were fuming. Billy had threatened Lucas again. You were tired of him sauntering around the place. "Hey, Hargrove!" The crowd parted in the middle, Billy turned with a smirk on his face. "Princess." "You don't call me that! Do you enjoy picking on little kids? Does it make you feel powerful does it?" Suddenly Billy was face to face with you, your eyes were fiery, standing mere inches from him. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Are those jeans cutting off your blood circulation? I'm talking about you threatening Lucas at the arcade." "See all I heard was you'd been admiring me, Sweetheart." With a quick swing of your fist, you punched Billy connecting with his jaw. Billy landed on the ground, and suddenly a crowd gathered. A chorus of O's added to the already bubbling tension. "Chief Hopper's Daughter finally got some punk to her. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to know what you've done." "Who do you think taught me how to punch? Stay away from those kids."

Several days passed. Hawkins High buzzed about the altercation the other day. You were keeping an eye on Billy. You didn't trust him. "Hey, can you take the kids to the arcade? I've got a date tonight." Steve asked you as the ell rang signalling the end of the day. "Sure what time am I picking them up?" "Around five." With a nod, you left to get home before you had to go and pick up the misfits.

"Do I need to remind you not to punch Hargrove?" Your father asked while you were slipping on your boots and jacket. "No, but I'm tired of harassing Lucas." Jim sighed as he stepped closer to you. "Kid, I don't care if you give him a verbal beatdown. Honestly, he deserves it. But you know someday he'll get his comeuppance. So whatever you do don't lay your hands on Hargrove got it."

The arcade was busy. Expected on a Friday night. The kids were off doing their own thing as were you. You kept an eye out for the most part. You were trying to make the most of your Friday night. "Stay away from my sister Sinclair, or you'll regret it." You moved away from Pac-Man, heading directly in Lucas's direction. He held Lucas by the collar. "How about you stay away from him or was one black eye not enough? Lucas, are you okay?" "Looks like you need a girl to fight your battles." "Looks like you need to pick on someone younger than you. Does it make you feel big and powerful? Clearly, you're lacking elsewhere. You should want to be like Lucas. He's good, kind and loyal to his friends. He's the type of person you should aim to be. Not someone like you who uses their looks to hide their inner ugliness." Billy's eyes widened as he left without saying a word.

[boikhaicho]

what would craig respond with?

[j0elmill3r]

okay but imagine baby girl millers first day of kindergarten. joel is an absolute mess.

Pairing - Joel Miller x Toddler!Daughter!Reader

Summary - Joel's baby girl has her first day of preschool and he's an emotional mess, but baby girl just wants her daddy to stop embarrassing her.

Warnings - For the first time, possibly ever, I think I can say none!

A/N - Ah yes, Joel is emotionally fragile but for a totally wholesome reason this time.

Joel Miller Masterlist

He could do this.

Joel Miller was a brave man. He knew that he could do it, he had to do it once, years ago with your older sister Sarah. But that was years ago, and he'd emotionally recovered from it once, but he wasn't sure he could handle it this time.

The dreaded first day of pre-school.

It almost bothered Joel at how unbothered about this whole ordeal you were. You were going to be away from your dad, who was all that you had known in the short time you've been living, for a whole 6 hours. He did, however, forget, that he had since gone back to work in the 3 years following your birth, so you weren't entirely shaken up by the idea of being without him. Joel just had the typical dad worries - would you miss him? Would you make friends? Would any boys try and make advances on you? And for the poor boys' sake, he hoped that the answer to that was no - Joel had scolded Tommy for teaching you how to throw a punch at the prime age of 3 years-old; She's got to learn some time, Tommy had told him.

Joel looked up at the rearview mirror as he pulled up to the red light, smiling as you watched the world go by through the window, a small grin on your face as you spotted the car beside your dads.

"Daddy look!" You pointed at the dog, whose head hung out of the backseat window of the car. Joel looked at the dog and smiled, turning back to look at you. "Puppy." You told him confidently, proving to him that you did, in fact, pay attention when he was reading to you at night. Joel chuckled to himself as he pulled away, the red light turning to green.

"Yeah baby, that's a puppy," He confirmed to you, albeit with a sad smile. He was so proud of your development, but it pained him to see you grow up so quickly, he felt selfish for wanting you to stay a baby forever.

Pulling up outside of your preschool building, he parked the truck, exiting the driver's side, and headed to the backseat, where you sat in your car seat, your barbie backpack down at your feet. Joel unbuckled you from your car seat, picking you up with one arm, and reaching down for your backpack with the other - The small, child-size backpack looking comedically small on his broad shoulders. As he carried you into the playground, Joel felt the waterworks building, placing you down on the ground and kneeling down in front of you.

"I wanna go play now, daddy," You whined. Joel paid no mind to your whining, pushing stray hairs away from your face.

"Now, daddy won't be gone for long, okay? When the little hand on the clock gets to 2 I'll be back to get you, baby," Joel said. "And it's okay if you're sad or want to cry."

"I'm not sad, I wanna play, daddy," You repeated, taking no notice of your dad, on the edge of breaking down into sobs. As you looked back at your dad, it was then you took notice of his emotional state. "Huh? Why y'crin, daddy?" You asked him, trying to repeat the gentle tone that Sarah used to talk to you when you were upset. Joel sniffled as he looked up at you, his big baby girl.

"I'm okay, baby girl. I just love you, okay?" You nodded, pulling your sleeves up to wipe away the tears from Joel's eyes. He sighed out and hugged you tight, wanting to hold you for a while longer before the bell rang to take you away from him for the day.

"I love you too daddy," You assured him, going on your tippy toes to kiss the top of your dad's head. Joel smiled at your comforting gesture, now realizing that you would be okay without him. He took a deep breath to compose himself, taking a look at you before kissing both of your cheeks, and smiling as you giggled. "I'm ready now daddy." You told him.

"Okay baby girl, have a good day," Joel yelled, watching as you ran off from him. A sad smile fell on his face as he turned away after you had gone into the building and disappeared from his vision

Yeah, maybe he couldn't do this.

[hapi-transformers-enthusiast]

Could I request tfp ultra Magnus falling for a human that is in the military? Like any kind of Military but possibly a Lieutenant , so they share some experience with eachother since they have more or less similar experiences

Thanks ❤️💙

TFP Ultra Magnus with a Human Lieutenant S/O!

The new base was buzzing with activity, the clocks on the wall reading 10:45 A.M. Ultra Magnus was just now walking out of his habsuite, and caught sight of Agent Fowler speaking to an unfamiliar human.

"Agent William Fowler," Ultra Magnus began, his voice powerful, but not shouting. Fowler and the other person turned towards him, standing at attention.

"Might I ask who it is you're speaking with?"

"This is Lieutenant _____, Sir. They're a high-ranking military official for the United States government, and they've been asked to oversee the goings on here on base." Fowler answered, addressing the human Lieutenant by their last name. They stepped forwards, and gave Ultra Magnus a salute.

"Pleased to meet you, Lieutenant Ultra Magnus."

That was how the first meeting went. Since then, Ultra Magnus has been working closely with said Human Lieutenant, and growing close to them. He couldn't deny the way that they made him feel - like a new recruit, nervous and self-conscious, but also terribly excited. They were one of the few people he felt okay to smile around - not that he didn't feel safe with his teammates, it was just a formality - But Magnus had a special connection with the Human Lieutenant. Comradery, maybe? He wasn't sure. He felt like it went deeper than that, but he couldn't describe how.

Ultra Magnus knew that he wanted his human comrade to be happy, and he wanted to be a part of that happiness. The best thing he could do for that now, though? Just keep Earth safe. That will be enough.

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I hope you liked it! Sorry it was so short, I just wanted to keep it simple. I don't really know much about US Military, and if I leave the tab then Tumblr might eat my work. Thanks for the request!

Signed,

The Hapi Transformers Enthusiast~!

[fruitsoxs]

Mmm yes another trigun blog I can’t wait to see your writing! Would love a little headcanon / Drabble if the boys when they get jealous! Situation up to you but I love pining fics 😼

you got it anon ! I love a good jealousy drabble!

Part 2

pairings: vash x reader , wolfwood x reader

warnings: angst on vash's end, insecurity, some swearing,

notes: i wasn't sure who all "the boys" included so i wrote for vash and wolfwood-- vash's was supposed to go another direction but my brain apparently had other ideas lol also this wasn't beta read- so please feel free to point out typos

Vash

Vash’s eyes flick from his cozy little seat, to the bar counter where you are. You’ve been over there for awhile- stuck in a conversation with some random guy. At least he thinks you’re stuck. You look a little too relaxed now that he thinks about it. Do you want to be talking to that guy? His eyes squint as he watches the scene.

You throw your head back lightly at something this guy says, laughing. 

Something inside him snaps at the view- his bright eyes growing unusually sad. He clenches his hand around the glass of water and turns back to the rest of the table. His eyes keep twitching over to you though, and he finds himself growing more and more upset the longer you’re over there.

This is good right? He knows you getting mixed up romantically with someone like him is a bad idea. The closer people got to him, the more likely they were to be hurt. He doesn’t want you to get hurt, in fact he would much rather see you leave him than get hurt. So, a random guy flirting with you shouldn’t be a problem. He should be able to handle this.

And yet, as that guy reaches forward, his fingers almost grazing your arm, Vash feels his stomach flip. 

“Just go fucking intervene needle-noggin.” Wolfwood suddenly interjects, pulling Vash’s attention away from you. “What?” Vash asks, plastering a fake smile on his lips. “What do you mean?”

Wolfwood rolls his eyes and leans back, holding his lighter up to another cigarette. As soon as it’s lit, he breathes in the smoke and lets it out towards Vash’s face. “Don’t play dumb with me. You’ve been acting like a kicked puppy ever since that guy started chatting ‘em up.” Wolfwood nods over at the scene. “Just go over there- assert your dominance or something.”

Vash can’t help but shake his head. Assert his dominance? What does that even mean? 

“It’s fine. We’re here to relax- and they look relaxed!” Vash holds up his hands with another fake smile. The smile fades a bit though as Wolfwood narrows his eyes. “You sure don’t look relaxed.” The fake priest murmurs. Vash can’t really argue with that. He feels so tense he might turn to stone. 

What right does he have infringing on your own personal freedoms though? And why would you care if he was jealous? You didn’t need him. Not the way he needed you. His jaw tenses slightly and he drops his head down into his hands. Wolfwood doesn’t comment any further. 

Vash isn’t sure how long he can deal with this. He looks back over to you one more time, and pushes himself up out of his chair. “Goodnight.” Is all he says to his friend before stumbling towards the exit of the bar- heading back towards the dingy hotel they were staying at. His feet feel heavy against the wooden ground, the loud part goers suddenly feeling suffocating.

As soon as he opens the door and feels the cold air- his body relaxes a bit.

How sad of him to be so worked up over a situation he put himself in. He made a promise to never act on his feelings, and that means he has to be okay with you getting with other people. He has to be okay watching you disappear. How is he supposed to do that if he can’t even watch a guy flirt with you at a bar? This…hurts…so much.

He walks off into the darkness, a soft frown carved into his face.

Wolfwood

The bar is a bit rowdy as people dance and sing, celebrating another day alive. Although usually Nicholas wouldn't shy away from joining in on the celebration, tonight he is feeling particularly on edge. His jaw is tight as he sips slowly on his glass of whiskey, a cigarette hanging lazily from his lips. His eyes on you across the room, they follow you as you dance, though his expression remains stoic. 

You seem particularly popular tonight at this random bar, in the middle of a small crowd of people who swing to the music softly. You aren’t very good at dancing, stumbling from side to side, relying on your partner to stay upright. You look like you’re having fun though, a soft grin decorating your features. It would be cute, if it wasn’t for the arm of another man wrapped around you.

His eyes never leave you as you dance, smoke curling from his lips. He exhales slowly, eyes moving down your body. The rest on the damn arm slung around your waist, his face consorting into a full on scowl at the site. Another sip from his glass as he taps his foot against the ground. Next to him someone laughs- flinging their arm around him. “Oh man if only looks could kill eh?” Meryl slurs- her cheeks are rosy. Of course she’s already wasted, and whens he gets wasted she gets nosy. 

“I’m just making sure nobody tries anything funny.” He growls shrugging her arm off of him. “Sure you are, I totally believe that. You’re definitely not a jealous loser right now.” She mumbles sarcastically. “Hey I got an idea shorty- Fuck off.” Wolfwood growls. Meryl just laughs and walks away, clearly amused by the entire ordeal.

He takes another drag from his cigarette and searches the crowd for you again, a little annoyed he was distracted for so long. His eyes finally catch you as a new guy twirls you around. He narrows his eyes slightly as he catches the man’s arm drop down-

Okay nope. That’s too far.

He stands up without even thinking, slamming hsi glass against the counter before marching over to the dance floor like a man on a mission. The bud in his mouth falls to the floor, and he smooshes against the floor with his foot as he steps over it. His fists clench by his sides, his glare directed at the man.

As soon as he’s close enough the man sees him and lets go of you. “Mind if I cut in.” Wolfwood growls his eyes burning holes into this son of a bitches’s face. The man puts up his hands and backs away. He keeps his glare focused on him, then shifts his eyes down to you. His look softens immediately.

“You…want to dance?” You ask, your eyes wide as you look up at him.

Shit.

He didn’t think this through at all. He doesn’t want to dance- but now you’re giving him this hopeful gaze and he can’t say no- even if he desperately doesn’t want to do this. Besides…he did technically ask. “I…guess?” he mumbles, and you smile softly.

He wraps an arm around you carefully, and you put your soft hand in his. Your other hand rests carefully on his shoulder, like you’re afraid to touch him too much. He waits for a minute before leading you into a simple dance.

You really are a horrible dancer. You keep stepping on his feet, and he’s pretty sure you aren’t even paying attention to the music. Your attention is all on him, and it makes his cheeks burn. “So…why’d you cut in?” You ask suddenly. His cheeks burn brighter. 

“Saw he was getting a little too handsy. You’re welcome.” 

You shake your head and lean in closer to him. “Sure.”

[helluvaimagination]

sinners rejoice! requests are open!

good morning, afternoon, and evening to all you disgusting little sinners. finally, something to look forward to in your miserable lives: requests for imagines are open at @helluvaimagination! request headcanons, playlists, short fics, and whatever else your dark heart desires. tune on in...

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[proshipear]

[🍐] hello everyone! happy late halloween and merry early christmas, requests are open once more! just like last time, it make take a bit for me to get to them, as I've been busy this last month, so keep that in mind when making your requests, and thank you in advance for your patience 💚

[grimyandereencantosimp]

Hellooo ^_^ can you do A Camilo x Artist Darling who loves to draw/paint?? It depends on you if want it to be a hc or scenario thank u :)) byeee

Yandere Camilo with artist! reader

Tw: Nothing just fluff :)

Camilo would love a darling who is a artist.

He would always compliment your artwork no matter what, he's very supportive of you.

He'd buy all your supplies for you, whether you want him to or not.

Camilo admires how passionate you are, and your love for art. He always smiles thinking of it.

If anyone dared to insult your artwork he would go and give them a good talking to. NO ONE insults his darling.

(I'm sorry for making these so short!)

[richeeduvie]

i’m so freaking excited for ur criminal minds fics🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

How does Aaron Hotchner turn into a vat of toxicity and obsessiveness? We’ll get there!

[petitelepus]

DEMON SLAYER SLAVE!AU REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

So, guys, I held a Demon Slayer-themed Poll a little over a week ago, and Slavery!AU won! So, I'm not opening my Ask Box for Demon Slayer Slavery Themed requests! For the time being, I will be taking a short break from Matchups and WON'T TAKE THEM.

Here are the Slavery!AU's RULES!

The Demons are slaves in this AU

If you request a human, like Hashira as a slave, I will turn them into Demons for the sake of the story and AU

READER CAN ALSO BE SLAVE so go wild

Everything is placed in Modern Day and Time

I can and probably will write something naughty, at least a little bit if it's requested or I feel like it

Underaged characters, like Muichiro, Inosuke, etc. will be written as ADULTS if someone requests something naughty, this is the absolute rule

I can deny a request if it makes me uncomfortable or breaks the rules

I can write Non-Con and Dub-Con, but I prefer something happier and lighter

I'm a sucker for happy endings guys

I think that's it? I might have forgotten something, but if I remember something then I will add it in later!

I'm excited to see what will happen!

[rae-gar-targaryen]

Hiiii i sent a quimir request,,, no pressure obvs im just wondering if u got my ask lol

Hi, hi, hi, lovely! Is this the one requesting the prompts "tell me what you want" and "you're the only thing that matters?" If so, I did receive it!!! Not to worry, it's in the works!!! Thank you for your request and thank you for reading/being interested in/supporting my writing!!!

I'm loving the Qimir thirst and am ready to scream about it! 😘

[justanoasisimagines]

Eyes Forced Open

Summary; Jorah has feelings for you who would have guessed his jealously would have saved your life. Pairing; Jorah Mormont x Female Reader WordCount; 1,465 Warnings; Angst, Jelously, mentions of usual canon violence A/N; Requests are open! Credit to @cafekitsune for the banner and the divider

Jorah observed as you followed Daenerys quietly as she interacted with her guests. You were a perfect picture as your dress flowed graciously around you. You were breathtaking.

The two of you had been with Daenerys from the very beginning. You'd traveled far and wide reinforcing Daenerys claim to the Iron Throne. Over time, Jorah liked to believe you'd grown close. Late-night discussions as you both attempted to figure out the next course of action. Seeking comfort from each other when times got tough.

Jorah was no fool. He could admit over time he'd developed strong feelings towards you. His heart yearned for you in ways he couldn't understand.

He'd questioned if you returned his feelings. He remained unsure. It is why he'd kept quiet and yearned for you in private.

Jorah examined the room searching for any potential threat. It was his duty to protect the Khalessi. He'd also made it his duty to protect you. He'd do it gladly even if it cost him his life.

Jorah stood with a hand on his hilt searching the room, when his eyes found something. You were standing posed while Daenerys interacted with one of the attendees, yet his attention wasn't fixated on her or the conversation.

It was on you.

Jorah felt unsettled as he focused on the interaction. Slowly biding his time observing it play out. Jorah could not allow Daenerys to be seen as weak. He would not create a spectacle.

The attendee moved a lock of your hair out of your face, Jorah could stand no more. Advances were one thing, physical touch was another.

Jorah made it over to you both in five large steps. Brushing your bare back with his fingertips, he alerted you of his presence. Glancing up you extinguished some of the jealousy coursing through his veins.

Despite the man ignoring Jorah, now he'd gotten closer, something appeared astray. The man's eyes were glancing around the room. Tension was rolling off of him like waves crashing on the shore.

A subtle nod of his head, Jorah alerted Ser Barristan. A fraction too late as the man drew his sword. Daenerys took several steps back as you gripped hold of her hand. The room suddenly diverted into chaos.

Screams and thundering footsteps while the scraping of swords unsheathing. Men moved swiftly to protect Daenerys. There were fights surrounding her. Blood and body parts smothered the once pristine floor.

Jorah fought seasonedly, yet he remained distracted as he attempted to keep you within his eyesight. He moved deliberately always attempting to adjust his position.

Jorah focused on defeating the enemy at hand, it was his duty to protect the Khaleesi. It's what continued to drive him. While her safety was paramount, Jorah was concerned about your safety and well-being. This is why Jorah cut down man after man smothered in blood, unsure who it belonged to.

He was fighting on pure instinct.

As he swung his body around sword swinging high in the air, his blood ran cold. Somehow you'd been separated from the group. Now three men were circling you like predators on prey.

Jorah released a mighty yell as he sliced down his opponent in two strikes. his focus tunneled in on you. Jorah moved with the purpose from opponent to opponent. Strike after strike. He fought hard and quick.

Nothing would hurt you.

Jorah's rage drove him. He took his anger out on the enemy. It was mere moments before he stood behind the three assailants.

"Get away from her!" The men faced Jorah in response swords drawn. Their attention was drawn to him. They played into his hand as he battled them. They were younger and quicker. Jorah was by far more experienced. Jorah is no fool. He knew the numbers were stacked against him.

"Jorah look out! The third man had sunk up behind him. While the second shoved you forcefully out of the way. You landed hard on the floor. It was the final straw, Jorah found renewed energy and brutalized the three men.

His energy depleted, Jorah collapsed to his knees. Jorah glimpsed over at you, dressed crimpled and smothered in blood, you were grasping your ankle. Pain creased your expression.

"Are you well M'lady?" Jorah asked between breaths.

"My ankle hurts" Jorah nodded. He needed to get you both somewhere safe. Jorah stumbled as he rose to his feet as he made his way over to you. Holding his hand out towards you, you took his hand and he lifted you into his arms.

Jorah stumbled as he carried you out of harm's way. He could rest soon. When you were safe. Jorah felt you bury your head into his neck. he wished it could have been in better circumstances.

Jorah could see Ser Barristan in the distance. He was so close. As soon as he was behind the double doors, he collapsed onto the ground. He dropped you and you landed to the side of him.

"Ser Jorah! Jorah! You dragged yourself towards him, you attempted to search for any sign of injury. Yet it was difficult to see as his shirt was now a stained bloodied mess. Lifting Jorah's shirt, you saw a mighty wound in his side. Ragged and red in appearance. You'd wondered how Jorah had managed to fight for so long.

"I need some help over here!" Soon, a Maester was attending to his injuries. Unable to do much more, a tear slid down your cheek. Concerned for the man who'd done everything to protect you.

Jorah slept for three days and three nights. You remained by his bedside for the majority Only leaving to freshen up. You did not want to be in a state when he awoke. He'd fought valiantly; the least you could do was show bravery while he recovered.

Pushing the needle through the fabric, you concentrated on the needlework. You'd been stitching the bear from Jorah's sigil. It made a difference from your usual flowers, but you found it beautiful nonetheless.

A twitch of a finger unseen by you. You continued to work until a groan broke through the silence of the room.

Your eyes snapped up, placing the needlework to the side. Jorah's arm twitched as you suddenly moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

Immediately you moved so you could go and find the Maester, yet Jorah's hand clasped around your wrist.

"Stay…with…me" Jorah croaked, you moved only a fraction so you could present him with some water. Undoubtedly he'd be parched after days of being in a slumber.

"Here, have some water. You must be thirsty." Resting a hand against the back of his head, you helped him lean up so he could take a drink. He drank slowly, soothing his dry throat.

"How long has it been?"

"Four days and four nights. You had everyone worried you would not wake" You replied, placing your hand on top of his, unable to meet his gaze.

On several occasions, during that time you'd been worried Jorah might not awake. You might never know his warmth or his smile. You'd never experience him walking alongside you whenever you were traveling together. It had taken nearly losing him for you to realize your feelings.

You were very much in love with Jorah.

"I am lucky to awaken to such a beautiful sight." Your eyes flickered up, as Jorah gave a weak smile. He'd longed to see your smile again. It was powerful enough to create a rainbow on a stormy day.

"You nearly died. Why would you put yourself in harm's way like that?"

"Are my intentions not clear enough? What of my feelings? I'd do it again to protect you." Jorah observed your eyes widen as he entwined your fingers together one by one.

"You can not possibly mean what I believe you do" Jorah beckoned you closer soon you were leaning close to his face. By the lines under your eyes, it was clear you had not slept a lot recently.

"You were the reason I approached you both. I could not bear another man touching you. When you are not his to touch. My heart yearns for you and I believe yours does the same, so why don't we stop pretending."

Jorah was right. Nearly losing him had forced you into a realization. Leaning down you pressed a gentle kiss onto his lips.

"You are right. Promise me you will not nearly die on me again." Jorah nodded as he brought your hand to rest directly on his chest on top of his heart.

"I will see fit to protect what belongs to you now." Both of you smiled as you got lost in one another. Sometimes it took an incident to bring two oblivious people together.

[outlandish-dreamer]

Hi<3 I don't know if you keep doing request but if you could do please a azirphale or Crowley paci icons or moodboard you could do whatever you want and if you are not taking request it's OK well that is all thanks

-@jackinistafflower

I am still taking requests, so I definitely can!! I couldn’t decide between either just the icons or a moodboard, so I did both! I hope you like it!! :D

[tonberry-yoda]

GUYS I HAVE SOME CRAZY NEWS!

Today is my year anniversary on Tumblr!!!

Not only that, but I am 2 followers away from hitting 1.5k!

SOOOOOOOOOOO

I wanted to hold an event!!

First off, I would like to thank everyone for this amazing year on Tumblr. Everyone has been nothing but kind and supportive and getting to share my fics with you guys literally means the world to me. I'm so glad I posted that Rohan fic a year ago because from then, it has been nothing but happiness.

Your support means everything to me and without you guys, I really wouldn't be here posting my work like this, so thank you from the bottom of my heart!

Now onto the event!!

This is my anniversary/1.5k event!

In this event, I have a list of prompts down below that are from @delusionisaplace and can be found here. I only chose 15 from down below to do for 1.5k :)

The rules are to pick a prompt from below using the number and give me a character from any of my fandoms!

The prompts are:

1.) Eyes lightning up as soon as your significant other enters a room 2.) Forehead kisses 3.) Cheek kisses 4.) Hand kisses 5.) Playing with the other's hair as they rest their head in your lap 6.) Staring at them from across the room with loving eyes 7.) Smiling against your partner's lips as you kiss 8.) Asking the other about their day 9.) Embraces from behind where the other person nuzzles their nose into your neck 10.) "You feel like home." 11.) "Do you know how much I love you?" 12.) "You're so cute, you know that?" 13.) "You're my everything." 14.) "Can we cuddle? I'll keep you warm." 15.) "Stay with me tonight. Please."

Please be sure to read my rules before requesting and this is a ROMANTIC ONLY EVENT! So no platonic requests!!

Keep checking back here to see which prompts are taken! I will not be closing the event until every prompt has been chosen!

Thanks again guys for an amazing year and all the follows/support! I love you guys so so so so much!! <333

[aliceramblez]

hi!! i was just wondering, do you write for crispin (pokemon sv)?? you’re the only person i’ve been able to find who’s still decently active, so im js curious <33

Hi there! ^^

I'll take this ask as an opportunity to properly apologize for not ACTUALLY writing anything here for quite a bit 😅 Work and personal issues have gotten in the way and I've found myself with plenty of writer's block regarding some requests.

I can't guarantee everyone's requests will be fulfilled since I'm just not vibing with all of them tbh, but everyone is more than welcome to leave them in my ask box regardless! I'll try and catch up with them as soon as I can 💜

Which brings us to the actual question—YES ANON, YOU CAN TOTALLY REQUEST CRISPIN STUFF! The BB Elite Four are some of my faves to delve into, and I always love excuses to dig into their characters 🤭

Will see y'all hopefully soon with more HC/reader inserts. Stay safe!

- Alice :3

[fruitsoxs]

Requests are Open!

I'm opening requests for hcs and small blurbs! As always I'll close them if my inbox gets too full so I don't overwhelm myself. Remember to read my rules before sending in anything!

I'm mostly looking for BG3 requests at the moment, but you are welcome to send other things. Look at my list of fandoms if you're not sure