#hii doctor who fans i’m new

[spoopdeedoop]

i just hit clara’s first episode while still mourning amy and rory so of course i cope with jokes

[hey-august]

Hi hii

Do you also write angst?

If so...I'm genuinely curious on what's your take if Buggy's partner was severely injured and in the verge of death in his arms.

Don't mind me,,just craving a freshly baked Buggy angst 🤡

-soupsprout

Ahhhh, sorry this took a bit!

I love angst, but I've only ever written relationship-angst. Like poor communication skills or intense self-loathing.

This was a fun one to try! Fun and painful! I kinda hurt now! 🥲 I hope it hits the spot for you, @soupsprout

The ending is ambiguous and there isn't comfort because I like the pain, but I have an idea for an uplifting ending and one for a painful ending. LMK if you're interested in hearing about either 😉

Edit: Sad ending here

WC: ~900 Warnings: NSFW - grievous injury & blood, Buggy x GN!reader, established relationship, angst no comfort

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This wasn’t supposed to happen. Injuries are inevitable during a fight, and this was a fucking ambush. The crew was bound to collect new wounds and scars when they started at a disadvantage. But when shit hits the fan, they’re relentless. This time, that was a bad fucking trait.

As the din diminished and the ship drifted into eerie post-battle quiet, Buggy found you sitting against a wall. The crewmates you fought alongside were also in various states of reprieve. Leaning on crates, crouching on the ground, some even laying down as they caught their breaths. But none of them were sitting in a growing puddle of blood. None of them looked as ashen as you did. The sticky red hand squeezing your leg told the story.

Ripping his bandana off his head, Buggy sprinted over to you and kneeled on the dirty ground. He peeled your hand back, exposing the gash. This was real bad. The placement was bad. The depth was bad. He could see the surge of blood come and go, following your heartbeats. Biting the hem of his bandana, Buggy tore it into strips and wound them just above the wound. Tight but not too tight - he remembered that much.

You winced as he tied a knot and tried to push his hands away. Adrenaline dulled the pain from the original wound, but all this extra shit was too much.

“Stop,” you whined, smearing blood from your hand to his wrist. 

“Hey, hey, I’m sorry. Just a little more, okay?”

“Don’t, Buggy…it hurts enough, just leave it.” 

“Fuck, no! Listen, we need to stop the bleeding. I have to…” 

Buggy didn’t know how to tell you that he needed to pack the wound and it was not going to be pleasant. It had been years since he had to dress a wound like this. He didn’t have to do this for himself since eating the goddamn Devil Fruit and his crew had a doctor to tend to the others. Right, a doctor!

Dragging the closest crew member over by the collar of their shirt, Buggy started shouting, “YOU! Go get the doctor, get a medic, fuck - just go get someone! Get fucking Mohji!”

The pirate scrambled to their feet and yanked another mate up to join him in a search for help.

“Mohji?” you repeated with a soft laugh.

“He can help. He takes care of Richie, maybe he knows-”

“I’m not a lion, Buggy. It’s not the same.” 

Your over-dramatic condescending tone could have fooled the pirate into believing you were okay if your voice didn’t shake. If you weren’t talking more with your eyes shut than open. If you hadn’t lost enough blood that it was seeping into the knees of his pants.

“I dunno, you’re as annoying as Richie.” 

You smiled but didn’t respond. 

Buggy glanced around the room, which was nearly empty. The only ones left were the ambushers who didn’t survive and anyone who couldn’t run through the ship. No one had come back with any fucking help, though. 

“Hey, keep your eyes open,” Buggy said, squeezing your cheeks. 

You did what he asked, but it took a few tries. Your eyes fluttered shut more than once before you succeeded in keeping them open.

“M’tired, Buggy,” you said in a low voice. A sad voice. A scared voice.

“You can sleep later. I’ll even let you sleep on my side of the bed, okay? Just stay awake for now. Captain’s orders!”

Another smile, softer than the last one. Even Buggy could hear the desperation cracking in his throat.

“I have to do one more thing to stop the bleeding, alright? It’ll hurt and then you’ll feel better. Take a deep breath for me, okay? You can do that?”

You nodded and inhaled. It was slow and stuttering as you tried to take in as much air as you could. Buggy waited until you were too focused on breathing before jamming a wad of torn fabric into the leaking wound. He winced as you let out a loud groan and your whole body stiffened in pain.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry. I’m all done. You did so good.” 

Buggy rushed to comfort you, pressing kisses to your forehead and wiping away the tears falling from your eyes with the back of his hands. Blood didn’t make him nauseous, but the sight of his palms stained red with yours did. Nauseous and nervous.

Your eyes were closed again. He asked you to open them. He asked again. They cracked open just a little. Enough to make him feel better and feel worse.

“Hey, what do you call a lion at the South Pole?”

“What?” Your head tilted and your brows tightened. You were thinking.

Buggy watched your lips move slowly as you repeated his question.

You opened your eyes a little wider and looked at him with as much confusion as you could muster. You shook your head slightly. 

“Oh, you don’t know?” he teased with a big grin. A fake smile to keep you distracted. “Keep thinking about it. If you just can’t figure it out, I’ll tell you when you get better. Alright?”

You mouthed an affirmative response, but didn’t make a sound.

“So it’s a deal? You’ll get better and then I’ll tell you the answer. You gotta get better, though, okay?” 

Buggy grabbed your hands, hoping you couldn’t feel how he was shaking. He wished he couldn’t feel how cold you were.

You nodded and closed your eyes to think.

[findyourrp]

⚖️ — hii y’all !!

i’m a 25+ writer looking for new 21+ rp partners, your irl gender doesn’t matter to me. if we vibe, we vibe. atm i’d prefer to write shorter replies of about 1-3 paragraphs, but not a fan of constant one liners ( but we can totally have ic text threads etc. for fun super short form content alongside the main thread ). i’m normally used to writing much longer replies, but it’s currently overwhelming me a lot so i want to try a new approach to get back into writing more regularly. what i do appreciate is partners who are enthusiastic about plotting and brainstorming together, creating characters and connections, sharing pinboards and playlists, sending memes, etc. — you musn’t be into all of this ( the first two points are the important ones ), but i do feel i generally vibe better with ppl who are similar to me in this regard. open to 1x1s and small-ish mumus where we have 2-4 characters each. in case of 1x1s i prefer mxm ( trans and nb characters welcome! ) as i have the most experience writing this type of pairing and it’s simply what feels the easiest/most comfortable to write for me. in mumus, any type of ship goes as i’d want a mumu to include various genders, ages, sexualities, ethnicities, etc. also not everything must be romantic, that’s why i love mumus so we have room to explore some purely platonic dynamics too. basic plots i’d love to have rn: — found family but with misfits/criminals ( mumu! heists, impossible jobs, mercenaries, etc. ) — henchman x mob doctor or hitman x independent underground doctor ( it’s the same premise just slightly different lol ) — retired criminals trying to live a normal life ( esp. with characters over 40 or even 50... give me actual middle aged/older gays ) — smth with serial killers ( known serial killer and their new copycat? serial killer and the detective that’s trying to catch them.. plot twist, they’re friends or even lovers but the detective is clueless? ) — vampires. anything with vampires. ( old ass vampires that have had a weird on/off relationship for centuries now? vampire and werewolf loving each other in secret? ) — androids ( mumu! especially in a world where they are common but not accepted by everybody; deviation from programming; android/human and android/android relationships; etc. ) i do not wish to write with ppl who exclusively write any of the following: submisse bottoms, white cishet characters, characters under 25. like this and i’ll come to you asap 💕

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[tree0frog]

hello!! may i sign up for the matchup? i’m new to this so i’m so sorry if i get anything wrong!

I’m 5’2”, short ,and a bit chubby so running a lot with the doctor may not be my forte 😂. I have dark brown hair that is always in a ponytail, i love to draw so i may be carrying a sketchbook all the time to draw perhaps the doctor any new planet to vist. I’m an introvert so if the doctor brings new companions it’ll take a while to open up to them.

Hii yes of course

Main masterlist

Classic who

I pair you with the fifth doctor

I fell like out of the older doctor who is a lot quite which isn’t allways a bad things

When you two first me and you joined him in the TARDIS. He found it cute how you would walk up to the room he was in muttered how he won’t want to talk to you and then leave.

You where with him for the five Doctor

Most of the people didn’t notice you i till your doctor showed up.

“Y/n my dear are you hurt “

“Y/n girl who are you when did you arrive “ you nearly killed the first doctor when you Spock standing not to far from him.

The doctor know your a fan of the art and will leave small things the pens and books around for you to use.

Moder who

I pair you with the ninth doctor

I fell that this doctor would also leave you small things to use for your art and I return you would leave small drawing around the TARIDS. For him to find.

He know you like the quieter time and would rather sit in and be alone or in silence then be out with people your age.

When rose came along she though you hated her however we all know that wasn’t the cases.

Once every so often the doctor would let you sit with the door of the blue box open and allow you to draw the Sean in frount of you

[blackberry-gingham]

Hii I love your writing and was so happy to see your taking requests💗. If your ok with doing au’s, could I request headcannons for the lads being the reader’s guardian angel?

Aw this sweet 🥺🥺 sure, I'll see what I can do! I feel like this an established trope, but I don't know too much about it bc I haven't seen many examples 💀 Sooooo yeah, I'm just going to do my own take on this!

I'm thinking of the like typical bird people type angels, so you know, like a physical being with wings on the back and stuff, oh but a thing to note is only you can see your angel!

George

George would 10/10 be an overbearing guardian angel lol

Technically, angels aren't supposed to reveal themselves unless if their charge is in either extreme distress or a life or death situation

But George always worries for you!

Tripped and scrapped up your knee as a kid?

George is there to help you up and dry your tears

Lost your mom at the store?

George comes to help you find her

Stuck in the rain at the bus stop after work?

George let's you take cover under his wing to stay dry

Needless to say, you guys become super fast friends!!

It gets to a point where he just hangs out with you whenever and wherever, even if you're just sitting in your room

What can he say? He loves spending time with you!

Oh another thing, George loves trying human food!

If you like cooking or baking, or even if you don't mind just making an extra lunch sandwich, he really appreciates it and loves whatever you make!

Also, he loves when you touch or play with his wings

Usually this is kind of a no no with other angels since it's a big source of their power, but you and George have a special bond!

If any of his feathers fall out from preening, he lets you keep them

Once they're seperated from the wing, they lose most of their power, but enough of them together can ward off minor threats in his absence

He loves that that's a thing

It's like he can still protect you, even when he can't be there :)

John

Have you guys ever seen that meme where it's like an angel statue and it's face palming?

Then the caption is like "my guardian angel watching me, like, exist" or whatever lmao

That's John 😂

At first you're kind of just a silly little human to him tbh

Maybe even a little rascal!!

So he's there for you pretty often

I mean really, how is he supposed to stay away when you so obviously need his protection???

After all, anyone who gets John assigned as their angel probably likes getting up to mischief lol

He lets your parents handle little things, like a scraped knee or a bad day, but things that get you really hurt like a bad fall, will have him come running

Another weakness is he can be a bit overbearing and will kind of like... jedi mind trick bullies and the like away from you to keep you safe

But times where you're in emotional distress...

You can always rely on him

Like, the night before starting a new school year or a tough test?

He'll sit up and comfort you all night if he has to until you feel calm enough to sleep

Stressing for an interview or meeting?

You can bet he'll be sitting right there with you the whole time, cheering you on!

It takes a bit of time for John to trust you, but as the years pass, you find you're able to rely on his presence pretty consistently

If you've held onto your mischievous streak and like doing thrilling type activities, like hiking, rafting, or bungee jumping, John is by your side like 24/7 lol

One the one hand he wants to participate as much as he's able

But at the same time, he watches you like a hawk, making sure you don't get hurt, or worse

And good thing too

Let's just say he's saved you from such a fate more then once lol

Paul

Honestly, Paul would be the one to follow Da Rules™ the closest

He feels just awful seeing you sad or hurt as a kid, but he knows he's really not supposed to reveal himself

Despite, John and George doing whatever the heck they want apparently

Of course, he has come to your rescue a few times as a kid tho!

One day at the lake, you waded in alone and got caught in an undertoe

You were terrified to find that you couldn't swim to the surface

And just when you thought you couldn't hold your breath any longer, a hand plunged in and snatched you up

Your parents, who were worried sick, found you on the shore side a few minutes later

You always wondered who saved you...

As you got older and started to learn about guardian angels however, that's when you started getting more acquainted with Paul

See, kids usually don't understand what's happening when they see an angel, and the angels certainly wouldn't want their kids to be afraid of them!

They also wouldn't want to risk the children getting too attached

After all, that kind of bonding should be built with caretakers and other humans

But once you're grown, it's much safer to be a little more loose with interactions between the angel and their human

Once you are older, and find yourself getting into less dangerous situations, Paul just hangs out with you like a friend would

You love having him around, especially in stressful times like school and work deadlines

He likes to sing to you when you're feeling anxious, and with you when you're having fun!

His voice is the most beautiful sound you've ever heard, and you love it more then any human music

Which is kinda funny, considering he seems quite fascinated with human instruments and songs!

Ringo

Ringo, like Paul, is also pretty big on following Da Rules™

Although, Ringo is very overprotective towards you when you're sick

Especially if you're sick a lot or have something chronic, like asthma and the like

One night, during a really bad case of phnuemonia, you had to spend a few nights in the hospital

It was awful, especially for a little kid such as yourself

Even though you were in no immediate danger, anytime your family or doctor couldn't be there, Ringo stuck by your side all the while

It was sort of your official meeting, honestly

At first you were scared that you'd died when you first saw him, but he quickly reasured you that that wasn't the case!!

He always felt a little bad for that ever since

And only showing up when you were sick didn't make things much better...

So after a while, he decided to hang around you during normal times too

You guys become fast friends, and you appreciate his good sense of humor!

Also, you especially appreciate his help when you're sick as an adult and off on your own

He's practically your personal nurse!

Plus, anything that gets you a fever, he can kind of treat for you, actually 👀

While he himself doesn't have any healing powers, he likes to fan you with one of his wings

His wings are smaller then most, so he's worried they won't do much to help you

But that's completely untrue!

The breeze coming off his feathers has the same magical properties as anyone else's :)

You feel a cooling sensation almost immediately, and your fever is sure to break soon enough

[anotherbeingsworld]

Late Nights, New Beginnings.

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Casey Valentine)

Word count: 2761

Summary: Bryce and Casey went out on a spontaneous night out to play bowling. 

Disclaimer: All right goes to PB, I dont own anything except the storyline! 

A/N: Hii! So, I am back with a new fic and I am pretty excited ! (Honestly, I said that for all my fics lol) This fic was inspired by @thundergom​ Open Heart AU! which all of you should check it out, IT IS AMAZING!!! The screenshot below was from one of the scenes in the AU, and they are kind enough to let me write a fic on this adorable scene of your MC (Camilla) and Bryce! I hope I did this fic justice, and I hope all of you enjoy reading it! I am a huge fan of bowling myself and, this has been a fun write! ENJOY! (CHECK IT OUT THEIR OH AU, COZ ITS SO GOOOOD!!!) 

Tags:  @bitchloveskcbaseball​ ​​ , @storyofmychoices​ ​​ , @jaxsmutsuo​ ​​ , @mvalentine​ ​​ , @princess-geek​ ​​ , @lahellacute​ ​​​ , @kacie-0156​ ​​​ , @simp-for-villains​ ​​​ , @annekebbphotography​ ​​​ , @brycelahel​ ​​​ , @mrsbhandari​ ​​​ , @dcbbw​ ​​​ , @choicessa​ ​​​ , @choices-confessions​ ​ , @aylamwrites​ ​​ , @fantasyoverreality98​ ​, @drakewalker04​ , @baltersome​ , @thecordoniandiaries​ , @thundergom​ 

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A  break-up. The major reason Casey is late for work the next day. Her hair was in a messy bun, as she didn’t have time to freshen up as she was late to arrive that day. She let out a groan as she changed into her scrubs, as the locker room was empty; a sign that she is in trouble. 

After struggling with wearing her scrubs, she dashed her way through to where interns are gathered. She stood at the back with Jackie, who looks at her with amusement. 

‘You had an long night, I presumed?’ She raised her eyebrows as Casey shook her head. 

‘Zack and I are through, we broke up last night.’ I admitted as the others started walking forward. She is feeling grateful that her patients weren’t the first to be picked for rounds that day.

‘That’s sucks, I’m sorry Cas.’ Jackie places her hands on Casey’s shoulder as an attempt at comfort. She just shrugged  as she proceeds on her work.

She went quiet for the rest of the day, as the break-up affected her work. She would often zone out, sometimes… she would get emotional over it. But she tries her very best to not cry it in front of her patients. One of her patients notice her expression and immediately asked if she was okay. Casey would just nod and brush the subject off, not wanting to get herself emotional; because once she gets into the story, the tears will never stop. 

Somehow, seeing and treating patients helps distract her from the actual world. Seeing those hopeful looks in the patient eyes makes her smile even wider. It's equivalent to a child on Christmas morning, and the gifts are equivalent to the happiness they get as the patients got to live a happy and healthy life. Casey always liked to help people, ever since she was a kid; she loved to make people happy. She felt blessed to witness the happiness from a patient being cured and even the people she gets to meet along the way. It is an amazing career in her eyes. 

But at this very moment… it exhausts her. After the break-up, she ended up hogging a whole tub of ice-cream before Sienna stops her. She didn’t get enough rest, as she spends the rest of the night bawling her eyes out, watching all the rom-coms as she yelled, ‘love isn’t real.’ She ended up passing out at five in the morning, making her late to work as she arrived later, which is unlikely for her. 

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Zack and Casey have been together since high school, as they were known as the high school sweethearts of Arella High. They were the ‘it’ couple at the time, but… as high school ends. They have been quarrels here and there between them, as they would get into an argument a lot. But, their relationship survive until last night, as he had brought a girl to the small apartment they shared. They were getting on each other’s faces, as Casey witness them after a long day of work. She felt hurt, but… deep down, she knows it is bound to happen. After the unwanted visitor left, the truth finally comes out. 

‘I have been seeing other people..’ 

Casey bits her lip. How long has he done this? 

‘How long?’

‘It has been… a few months, actually.’ He lets out a laugh as the surrounding atmosphere thickens. 

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ Casey felt her eyes started to tear up. She knows they have been little-in-love as before, but… the fact that he has already moved on. It was painful, as Casey keeps her head up, forcing herself to not cry in front of him. 

‘I was… waiting for the right time…’ his voice was quiet, as the darkness is taking over the dimmed room.

‘Let me go, Zack.’ Casey said with a slow tone in her voice after what felt like an eternity of silence. 

Zack’s eyes widen through the sentence, he turns to face her. 

‘But..’ He stutters as Casey cuts him.

‘No, just… let me go. I don’t want to pretend anymore.’ Her voice is sharp as it cuts the tense atmosphere around them. 

He nods slowly as Casey walks out of the door. Leaving him behind. Her heart is hurting since letting go was never easy. The feelings between them aren’t mutual anymore, but… seeing him already to moving on; her heart can't handle the pain. After leaving ‘their’ apartment, Casey crashes at her friend’s apartment, as she doesn’t have anywhere to sleep for the night. It was already late, as she occupied the empty room in the apartment. The room was furnished as Casey gets herself comfortable, as she ended up crying silently in the darkness, leaving nothing behind. 

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The memory stings as the tears ended up appearing once more as she lay on one of the beds in the on-call room. Her pager was quiet today, which she is silently grateful for since she is a mess. The door opens as Casey frantically wiped her tears away. 

‘Hey…’ His voice was heard, as her eyes perked up at the familiarity of the voice. 

She looked up, and saw Bryce took a seat on the edge of the bed. His eyes look concerned. Casey sat beside him, as he took her hand in his, as he lets out a squeeze.

‘Sienna told me you had a bad night, you okay?’ his voice is a concern, as Casey is wiping her tears away.

‘I am okay now, it's just… one of those things you know.’ She tried to shrug it off as Bryce didn’t buy any of it. 

Bryce leans forward as he wipes a few tears away that was visible. She felt her cheeks flustered by the action. 

‘I know just the thing to cheer you up.’ His mischievous smile appears from out of the blue.

‘Hm?’ Casey is deeply interested in the ways to cure a broken heart after a break-up.

‘It’s a surprise. Get ready after your shift is done, meet me at the entrance!’ Bryce said with a wink without revealing the plan. 

‘Fine, I will see you in approximately 7 hours at the entrance.’ Casey lets out a reply with a hint of sarcasm as Bryce lets out a chuckle. 

He stood up to leave, as Casey took a hold of his wrist.

‘Thank you for stopping by.’ The smile on her face looked genuine, making him happy.

‘Anytime.’ He places a kiss on her knuckles before he left the room. A smile was present on her face, as she feels excited for what he has in mind. 

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After her shift is over, she changed into something more comfortable as she felt very excited about what Bryce has planned. As she was making her way to meet him, her mind wonders about him. He is Bryce Lahela, and he has been there for her since the very beginning. She never gets herself too close to people as she was with Zack at the moment, but… there is something about him that made her heart happy. 

He has the looks, and the hair was a bonus. But his heart was something else. He often thought he would be another frat guy who needs his ego to be stroke every minute. He is different, a good type of different. She remembers the first time he comforted her as always, he has been there from the very beginning. His arms around her, comforting her and support, was something she never expected to see from him. The thought of him is giving her butterflies, as she tried to erase the feeling away. She just broke up. She wasn’t supposed to feel that way. But her inner self was telling her the opposite. 

Her eyes lit up at the sight of him, waiting for her at the entrance. Casey quickens her steps as they leave the hospital, going to wherever Bryce had planned for them. 

The walk was quick, as they stopped in front of a rusty old building making her question his intentions to butchered her in an abandoned warehouse as he passes her organs to the wolves. She shakes her head, clearing her thoughts as Bryce leads her inside. The neon lights took her breath away as the sound of pins falling brought her back to reality. 

‘Where did you found this place?’ Casey said with awe as her eyes gaze upon the place. There were neon lights as far as she could go. The place is a neon wonderland for bowlers, as they made their way to the counter. 

‘I heard some doctors have been talking about it, as they called it a ‘hip’ spots in Boston.’ Bryce replies happily as he paid for their shoes and games.

‘Let me pay for it, Bryce.’ She was about to take out her purse before he stops her.

‘It's okay, tonight is my treat. Consider it a gift.’ Bryce said with a sly smile on his face, as Casey gives in.

‘But, I’ll be buying the food.’ She pointed out as Bryce laughs away, nodding along.

‘Fine. Now, let’s bowl!’  They took their shoes with a full enthusiasm as they make their way to their lane.

They were at lane #7, Casey immediately changed into their specialized shoes as Bryce inputs their name into the system. After a few moments, it is done. They are ready to bowl. 

The place was so beautiful that it distracts her from the game. Casey was about to bowl before Bryce called her,

‘I have an idea, the winner buys us a pizza?’ He smirked at the idea, as Casey smiled evilly.

‘You have come to the master territory, young child.’ Casey winks before she bowls, earning a perfect strike. 

‘Holy sm-‘ He was cut off by a group of high school students looking at them with an eyebrow raised. 

‘Is that all you got?’ The boy said as he observes Casey’s technique.

‘That was a lucky shot, girly. Here let me show you how it's done.’ A brunette stepped forward with a ball as she earned a strike. 

Casey lets out a scoff, 

‘That doesn’t mean its right for you to crash our game.’ 

They looked at her, and laugh with a mocking tone. 

‘Listen, let's do this the right way, shall we? If we lose, you will never see us again… but if we win. You will pay for our food for tonight, because I think both of us wanted to have a huge celebratory feast when we win. Right Cas?’ He turns to her, as Casey nods with full determination. 

The boy looks challenged as he and his friends get themselves ready to battle it out. Casey and Bryce look determined as they are ready to fight them.

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It was their last game, as they were five points away from beating their opponents. It was 250 and 255 on the scoreboard as the boy is making his last throw. He manages to knock six out of the pins. Casey felt herself let out a small sigh of relief, but.. the nerves were still there. If they got a spare, their team would win. Casey is hoping silently, praying that they win. 

The ball is slowly rolling down the lane, as time was drifting. The nerves inside of her are growing as the ball hits the pins, and….

IT’S A SPLIT. 

Casey almost cheered as they saw their opponents final score to be 261. Bryce was smiling from ear-to-ear as they have a chance to win it all. It was Casey’s turn to bowl. She makes her way to her ball. Her hands were chilly from the nerves she was getting. She took a deep breath, as Bryce took a candid pic of her from behind before cheering her on. She lets the ball go, as both teams were focused on it. 

Casey held her hand covering her eyes, as the ball rolls on the smooth tiles. It was until she heard the pins dropped as she opened her eyes. 

Bryce coming from behind with enormous smiles as she scored a STRIKE! They heard the utter disappointment from the opposite team. But… none of it matters at the moment. Her eyes were gazing into his, as the world around them fades away. Casey felt herself feeling happy and free for the first time that day. She doesn’t know it is from the adrenaline or the happiness she felt with him.. but at that moment. Everything felt right as she leaned forward, as their lips meet.

Bryce returned the favor as they kissed for a few moments before letting go. Somehow, it felt like she was in a movie where they finally won the ultimate battle and it was the victory kiss where it was framed in those vintage portraits. After they pulled away, there was a bit of fear in her; the fear of not knowing what happens next. She looked at him with new happiness in her. As he returns the smile with a knowing smile of his own. 

‘We win!’ Both of them cheered as their opponents who look sad, as both of them made their way to the group.

‘We will pay for your food, don’t worry!’ The boy said defensively, as he was about to make his way to the café. 

Bryce looks at them with a sincere look on his face, 

‘It’s okay kid, you don’t have to do it.’ He places his hands on the boy’s shoulder as the boy look at him in disbelief. 

‘Are you sure?’ 

Bryce nods as he pats the kid on the back. 

‘It’s okay, in fact; it’s on me tonight.’ He said as the cheers erupt from the back, as Casey looked at him with a smile on her face.

‘You are something else’ She said as she placed a kiss on his cheek before they order the food for their ‘so-called’ opponents. 

‘Something good, I hope?’ He asked from the smiles , as she winks at him.

‘A woman never tells.’ Before they proceed on ordering the food. 

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They bought a huge order as the group ate happily. After the food is done, the boy from earlier approaches him. 

Bryce raised an eyebrow at his presence, 

‘I just want to say I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of that…’ The boy said with a sad tone, as Bryce just nods accepting the  apology. 

‘It’s okay kid, I enjoyed the game.’ 

'Are you sure? I can be full of myself and... it’s a bad habit of mine; not wanting to see anybody is better than me. ' The boy explains as Bryce turns to face him.

'I am sure, but.... next time, try to tone it down okay? I think your parents won't appreciate that you have been disturbing their customers.' He raised an eyebrow as the boy looked down on his feet; regret was seen on his face. Bryce pats his back and said.

'Bad habits seem to follow us anywhere but with the good people in life; it can get better.' He spoke up as his eyes fall on Casey who is chatting it down with the others. 

The boy followed his glance, and a smile appears on his face.

‘You love her, don’t you?’ He said as Bryce just laugh it off. 

‘Love is a huge word kid, but… there is no other word that could explain how I feel about her.’ His eyes never leaving her. 

‘Well, from the looks of it. She seems to be very lucky to have you.’ He said as he walks away to join the others. 

A moment later, he came back holding a small Polaroid which made him crossed out the source from an unknown flash from somewhere. Bryce took it in his hands, of her and Casey’s moment a few minutes ago. A smile curled upon his lips at the sight of the memory.

‘My mom told me the reason they built this place is for people to make new memories, and I think this one is for you.’ The boy said happily as Bryce held it in his hands.

‘It’s the very first of many.’ He replied with hope in his voice for many adventures to come with the one Casey Valentine.

Her eyes caught his as she showcased an enormous grin on her face. At that moment, she was ready for new beginnings. The first of everything with one Bryce Lahela.

THE END. 

A/N #2: Hii! Thank you so much for reading it and, I hope all of you enjoyed it! And, @thundergom​ I HOPE I DID JUSTICE TO YOUR AU!!! Have an awesome day/night everyone! 💖💖- A.

[vtmb2s]

and audrey fuck it. basics (1, 2) + life (2, 3, 9) + wasteland (9, 13, 14 [pretend there are some in the west <3]) + factions (12... great khans 😏)

Hii sorry i’m posting this 10 years late, anyway this includes 2 other asks by @roberthouses  and @rainbowtroutlesbian ❤

BASICS

1. What are their SPECIAL stats?

Strength: 4

Perception: 6

Endurance: 6

Charisma: 7

Intelligence: 9

Agility: 5

Luck: 3

2.Which skills would be “tagged” for them?

Her tagged skills are medicine, speech and guns 😏 she sucks at literally everything else :(

7. Do they have a preferred way of fighting, or do they avoid physical conflict?

She prefers to avoid physical conflict but some people are just bad, no one would miss them if they were gone 🤷‍♀️ She likes to use shotguns, especially the sturdy caravan one 😏

LIFE

2. Were they born into a particular faction or city? What was it like growing up there?

She was born sooomewhere in California, a small little village in og NCR territory. It originally consisted of people who descended from a group of palestinian/lebanese immigrants and slowly grew in size when the NCR took over... her mom's family was one of the original inhabitants. Her dad, originally from Arroyo, might be in the NCR's army, who knows (I really don't know. I made him my chosen one but im not that far in fo2 yet so he's a mystery for now), in any case her whole family wholeheartedly supports them. It wasn't perfect but she still had a rather privileged upbringing, she was safe, had access to clean water & food and a somewhat good education, a loving family and all that... she'd definitely call it happy. Bad things didn't really happen until after she reached adulthood </3

3. What sort of education did they receive? Are they barely literate or are they well-versed with technology?

I like to think the NCR has schools (they probably do anyway) so it was pretty good, especially compared to other random wastelanders who can barely read. She studied medicine as an adult, I imagine it's not like a present day medical school though. She knows a lot more about tending to people's injuries and common illnesses but not much about other things... she definitely doesn't know everything that an actual doctor would but it's enough ig.

7. If they travel frequently, what’s their favorite place to visit?

Out of the in-game locations... definitely Goodsprings... it's nice little village that reminds her of her home. In a way she likes New Vegas too, the glamour of some of the Casinos are fun, if you ignore everything else going on in there and just go there to dress up and spend the only two caps you have. She's not a huge fan of big cities in general and prefers smaller towns that have all the comfort she needs but without large masses of people around.

9. Do they prefer to travel alone or with a companion or a group? Do they have many friends or connections otherwise?

she's someone who prefers travelling with someone else, it's safer that way and she likes having someone to talk to 😌 she does have a lot of connections to all sorts of people, at least to the sort who appreciates nice people (these are more... lose connections. She's not officially part of anything except the NCR but also not really). Everyone else just thinks she's a loser -_-

WASTELAND

1. Are they familiar with pre-war culture? If so, is there anything they’re fond of from that era?

A bit, mostly music and fashion!! She particularly likes pre-war songs of the late 1960s, she's a fan of Nancy Sinatra and the Mamas & the Papas c: She likes pre-war fashion of the same era too, even though she usually wears more practical things.. She likes the hairstyles, makeup and clothes from the sixties though and likes to wear that when she's not out adventuring, looking like a cowboy 😌

2. What’s the worst experience they’ve had in the wasteland?

Apart from being shot in the head... her sister dying :(

5. How do they feel about wasteland food? Do they have access to fresh food and water or do they rely on pre-war canned goods?

Big fan of fresh food!!! They had a lot of farms back home where she grew up so she had access to fresh vegetables and meat (not iguanas or some shit) AND clean water, so she's used to that... Of course you can't have homemade stew when you're out travelling so she has to make do with the gross shit they sell out in the wasteland, at least as long as it's not pork. As for drinks.. the mojave does have clean water, though it's not always available so she resorts to nuka cola all the time i :/

9. Do they prefer to scavenge or trade for the things they need, or do they somehow make it themselves?

She's not a big fan of scavenging, her luck stats are pretty low so she almost never finds anything valuable -_- Sometimes she has to but she prefers to trade or buy things, or make them herself if she can.

10. Do they listen to the radio? Do they have a favorite station, song, program, etc.?

YES she listens to Radio New Vegas ALL the time... she's a fan of the country songs played there, the other ones too of course but those are her favorites. She likes the news program too, mainly for Mr. New Vegas.. she has a big fat crush on his voice

13. What’s their experience with chems like?

Welllll.. she used some of them for medical purposes, on her patients back in her doctor days as well as on herself (yk the ones like stimpaks, radaway or med-x), if they help her heal shes gonna take it 🤷‍♀️ she maaay have taken mentats once or twice back when she was studying but don't tell her mom

14. Do they believe in cryptids?

Yes 😳 The in-game mojave doesn't really have any cryptids except aliens i suppose, but she's supersticious. She believes in all sorts of creatures her family back home told stories about whenever one of their bighorners went missing 🙄

FACTIONS

12. What do they think of the Great Khans?

She's a little suspicious of them because they're raiders but there's still this feeling of guilt because of Bitter Springs... which she had nothing to do with, she was out of the NCR when it happened but she still feels weirdly responsible for it for some reason, because she used to be NCR and her whole family still is. She actually gets along with them quite well after she helped them out in Boulder City, most of them are okay with her, probably because she wouldn't tell anyone about her past -_- her 🤝 arcade i suppose

[lizzexx]

hii!! i was just wondering how long it usually takes you to write a chapter of, well, anything. like, for example, how long does an episode of doctor who take to write? and is there any tips you'd reccomend to a newbie fanfiction writer? sorry if someone's already asked, and i hope you have a lovely day!

Hello! :) That can vary depending on the show and even the OC :)

For DW, sometimes I can do a chapter of Angel in 2, maybe 3 hours (sometimes 4), because it’s episode is broken up into 3 chapters. But for Proffy, it may take the entire day, like a Saturday, to get through one chapter for her, since it’s the entire episode.

Other shows, like OUAT or Big Bang Theory, can take about 2-3 hours, since they end up being about 30 minutes worth of an episode at a time.

Movies, being broken up into 10 chapters, sometimes take 2ish hours, or as much as 4, depending on how much original content goes into them.

I try to do a minimum of 5,000 words per chapter, and that can usually take me about 2 hours to write, if I’m not distracted lol :)

Hmm, some tips...

I would say, if you’re doing an OC for a story, really take time to get to know them, their history, their personality. If you really know their backstory then they tend to write themselves, because the way they speak or act, the things they think or do, is the only way they CAN do them, because their past and personality shape who they are. Have a solid grasp on the OC and you’ll know what they think in a situation or what they can or can’t do when facing a challenge :)

If you’re following a show or movie or book, like rewriting it to include the OC, I would say to take time before you write to watch that episode or movie, read that chapter, and make notes about what the OC would be doing or saying during it. Watching something with fresh eyes with an OC in mind can really help picture them there and twists that might come up :)

If there’s some sort of HUGE twist or epic revelation you want for your OC, drop hints about it, build up to it, foreshadow it. Even if it’s a tiny throwaway line, dropping clues can really help readers accept the twist when it comes about. I try to avoid any surprises where things come out of nowhere because it can put people off and make them feel like you did it just for the shock value :( But if you lay tiny details in chapters before hand, when it gets to that point, people will feel more like ‘I knew it!’ or ‘OMG that makes sense!’ they can go back and look at the clues they might have missed and it feels like a little treasure hunt and way to build up fan theories and it’s always fun as the writer to see who’s close :)

 Another thing I try to do is outline plans for the OC, even if it’s just thoughts that come up of something I’d like them to do in a particular episode or something that happens to them, writing it down can help you pick and choose which episode something might fit best in. 

If you get stuck where you really, REALLY want to get something written down, but you’re not at that point yet, it’s ok to take a break and write it out :) That way it’s out of your system and you can go back to what you were writing first :) In the same sense, if there’s something you really want to get to, a moment in an episode or something, you could also use it as motivation to get the things before it happens written, so it becomes a reward :)

For editing, I try to give myself time between finishing a chapter and when I post it. I will usually try to write something, editing as I go, then give myself a few days and then go back to read through it to edit. I usually don’t post things as fast as I write them, so by the time I do post a new chapter it could be a few days or even weeks after I’ve edited it. So I’ll try to edit it again the night before I post it. I feel like giving yourself time between edits can help catch things you’ve missed, but don’t feel bad if you miss something here or there, it happens to everyone ;)

And lastly...just have fun :) Don’t put too much pressure on yourself to get things done and done NOW. I’ve learned that lesson the hard way. I would set a schedule and if I fell even a little behind I’d try to catch up the next day and if I fell behind again it just snowballed into me feeling like I had to write non-stop to get to where I should have been at that point :( If your readers are anything like mine have been, they will be amazing people, truly the best you will ever encounter, and they will understand if it takes time to get the next chapter up or if you need a break. They care about YOU first, and then your story, so don’t put too much pressure on yourself to get things up fast, just have fun :)

I can’t think of anything else off the top of my head, but if I do I’ll be sure to add it. I hope it helps and I wish you the best of luck on your stories! :)

[persona-paradox-blog]

Hii! I’m new to the site(well I was in years ago but haven’t been on since and my old accounts were deleted). But I’m an artist and fan blog! I plan on posting a little of everything!

I mostly do OC art and when I do do fanart it’s usually OCxCanon. I do digital and traditional as well as human, furry and feral but most of my art tends to be humanoid. Please enjoy some examples of my work and OCs! You can find me on most other platforms under some variation of Personaparadox

Fandom wise I’m really into comics, Loki specifically, Hades, idolish7, Kingdom Hearts and Doctor Who. But there’s many many more fandoms that I love.

I’d love to follow other art and fandom blogs so please comment or reblog!!

[thelarryficrecplace]

Hey, do you have some good fake relationship au's? Thanks and All the love

Hii! Check this link out, but here’s some more for you:

Boy, you got me blinded by Anonymous:

Summary: Louis wasn’t completely sure that they were on May 22nd, he would’ve bet this was an April’s Fool joke. He couldn’t believe all these important people were seriously proposing he should appear on the cover of fucking Vogue magazine. He wasn’t alone, it seemed like Lottie was about to faint right next to him. He stared at each and every face in front of him, and they weren’t smiling, so this had to be a serious proposal. Actually, there was one face smiling - Harry’s. The fucker was smirking. Louis didn’t like him anymore.

Or the one where Louis finds himself modeling for Vogue Magazine next to hot top model Harry Styles and faking a relationship with him for the public, finding along the way more than a new way of life

Paint Me In A Million Dreams by green_feelings:

Summary: Harry’s one of Hollywood’s biggest actors, has made a name for himself in prestigious films and lives the life of a superstar. There’s just one thing missing to make it picture-perfect, but the one Harry’s in love with is completely out of reach for him. Enter Louis, one of Hollywood’s biggest actors himself, who just came out of the closet and taps new genres in the industry. When Louis sacks the role Harry auditioned for in Scorsese’s next big film, their irrational feud starts. Who could have guessed it would get even worse when for promo season, their teams decide to present them as a couple for publicity?

In short, Harry’s in love with someone and doesn’t care about dating anyone else, Louis never felt home in L.A., Liam writes love songs for someone he shouldn’t write love songs to, and Niall makes everything better with good food.

Little White Lies by xxSterre:

Summary: "I lied when I got my job.

I told them I had a kid so I could leave early ‘to pick him up from day care’, to take him to doctors appointments and occasionally miss a day 'when he’s sick’. Long story short – I’m in too deep. I didn’t think this through.

Looking to rent a kid for bring your child to work day. Must be a boy aged 4 to 6 with curly hair who plays soccer, essentially he has to look like the stock photo in the frame on my desk. Also must be artistic as the macaroni noodle drawings I made seem a little advanced for someone his age. He also needs to respond to 'my Little Picasso’ as that’s what my spouse and I call him. Also I will pay extra for someone willing to play the role of my spouse when dropping him off. His name is James, he’s named after his grandpa and he’s a defense attorney who often brings his work home.

You know what, just message me for the details, serious inquiries only. H.“

Or, the AU based off of that one Craigslist post - how a little white lie takes on an enormous snowball effect, that might accidentally include a Tomlinson too.

fake it 'til you make it by tempolarriefics:

Summary: “So.” Louis clears his throat, trying to prompt the curly haired boy into speaking.

“You want me to what?” The boy asks incredulously, speaking slowly in a way that emphasizes the absurdity of what Louis has just asked.

Louis clears his throat, hoping he doesn’t look as completely mortified as he feels. He shrugs nonchalantly before squeaking out, “To go to the Yule ball with me, to make my ex-boyfriend jealous?”

or, the one where Harry and Louis are seventh years at Hogwarts and while trying to make Liam jealous, fall in love along the way.

come on jump out at me by yoursongonmyheart:

Summary: “you know, i offered for you to fake out me, but, i don’t know anything about you other than you being my biggest celebrity crush probably since posh spice.”

louis almost chokes on his chicken, “jesus christ,” he sputters.

harry takes a swig of his beer with a smirk. “i was very disappointed when you didn’t say i was your celebrity crush after you came out.”

louis almost cries. “you know i did plan on it. then i ran into you narrating taking a piss and talking about my ass and i thought ‘wow this kid does talk some shit’ and decided against it.”

harry barks out a laugh, his ears tinged red. he takes a bite of his pizza. “i suppose i do have no filter while high.”

louis rolls his eyes, “bit of an understatement, mate.”

harry giggles, “whatever pal,” louis screams internally.

Or, the one where actor louis tomlinson and one direction superstar harry styles try to fake a sex tape to help harry get out of the closet and they both get more than they bargained for.

California Sold by isthatyoularry:

Summary: Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever.

A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.

Always Come Back To You by whoknows:

Summary: “I’ll do it,” Harry offers brightly. No one even blinks. “I’ll do it?”

Louis sighs irritably. “Shut up,” he orders, tossing a pillow in the general direction of Harry’s face. This is a terrible time for jokes, especially Harry’s lame, old people ones.

Not that it was an old people joke. Just that most of the time Harry’s jokes consist of knock-knocks or terrible puns. The type of jokes old people like, Louis’ pretty sure. His nan always finds them hilarious when Harry tells her one.

Harry bats the pillow out of the air without even blinking. “Be reasonable, Lou,” he says in his most reasonable voice.

Louis is perfectly reasonable, thank you very much, and he’s also frustrated and upset and tired and he really wants to punch something. Maybe he should have held on to that pillow a little longer.

“You’re not gonna fucking do it,” he snaps. “That’s the last thing I need.”

(your heartbeat) rang true inside my bones by flimsy:

Summary: Harry goes as Louis’ date for a weekend wedding. He ends up taking the role a bit too seriously.

“Hey,” Harry hears himself say just as Louis climbs back into the car. He ducks down, holding onto the roof to look at Louis who cocks his brow at him and says, “What?”

“I meant it,” Harry starts. “Like, I’d do it. I’d be your date for the wedding. If it’d make you feel less awful about being there and if you want me to, I’ll do it. I promise I’ll be good.”

Chestnuts Roasting… And All That by elsi_bee:

Summary: Louis is apparently the only person at his new job who is single as can be. It’s not a big deal to just tell his new colleagues that he has a boyfriend, right? Until he has to make this imaginary boyfriend magically appear at the office holiday party. Cue fake relationship antics with a certain someone who is more than willing to play along.

All The Attention, All These Intentions by sweetlullabies:

Summary: Harry could barely breathe at even the possibility of getting to be Louis Tomlinson’s fake boyfriend. Louis was his favorite actor since childhood, when Louis was also a child on the big screen. The guy he had always looked up to. The guy whose poster he used to kiss every night before bed. The guy whose movies Harry would watch all night until his eyes couldn’t possibly stay open anymore. Harry was pretty sure Louis Tomlinson wasn’t even real—he couldn’t be.

or the fake relationship au where Harry is an aspiring musician and also Louis’ biggest fan–until he actually meets him.