#i apologize in adave

[dojunie]

GUESS WHO JUST FINISHED WRITING CH3

COVID ANON AND ALSO THE REST OF THE ANONS WHO HAVE KEPT UP WITH MESSAGING ME AND ARE ALSO GOING ON WINTER BREAK SOON, THIS IS FOR YOU <3

[whatupsociety]

therapy today :)

[2346khith]

Hello! Hope my message finds u well I'm reaching out for you if u can land a hand and help me spread my friend's story who is currently trapped in gaza trying to survive I would like to have some support... Thanks in adavance !

For those who see this please, visit their blog and reblog their blog’s posts so they  get more attention and if you have the money to spare please donate.

Also I apologize, but I do not have the ability to donate to you. Trust me if I had the ability I would but I don't and I can't. I have no bank account or credit card to transfer money to and no job to gain any money. Every time I ask my parents to help they shut me down so this is the only way to help you. Please forgive me.

[billylenz-atticblog]

"I hate the telephone. It frightens me when I pick it up. I want to see people when I talk to them, but I'm afraid."

– Billy Lenz, Black Christmas (1976 novelization.)

rp/ask blog for Billy Lenz (1974.)

main blog: @cassieyes (this is my first attempt at an rp blog, so apologies in adavance.)

billy is an adult, but I would rather not have graphic/nsfw asks/rps/etc

I practically never use this blog tbh; once in a blue moon I might edit something, but that's about it. I just kinda...post things at random, doesn't matter what they are. This is a nonserious acc tbh, and I'm just here to chill. /gen

[rp is active ༄ mod is active ༄ askbox is open]

tags (if i can remember to use them /lh)

❆ billy - headcanons, analyses, etc; things about him as a character

❆ ooc - mod posts

❆ phone call - asks

❆ art

❆ images

[maissafespace]

Rules.

Blog includes dark content as much as normal. Content is everything 18+

Minors do not interact, I don't have the time to check every single day who likes and what not, but I will every now and then. I will block.

Do not copy, translate or steal my works. Please notify me if you find my content somewhere else, what is on tumblr, stays on tumblr.

Read well and double read all trigger warnings before reading the actual work, those are there for a reason.

GENERAL WRITING:

Fandoms I cover: Jujutsu Kaisen, Blue Lock, Bleach, Tokyo Ghoul, Tokyo Revengers, Haikyuu, Attack on Titan, Hell's Paradise, Chainsaw Man, Naruto...

Mostly smut fics, angsty fics and AUs.

I take requests always, I might take time in how to write it down. Add as many details to help out or I will improvise myself. Feel free with your kinks tbh.

Dark trigger warnings: stepcest, dubcon, noncon, heavy toxicity, coercion, kidnapping, yandere themes.

WRITING YOU WON'T FIND HERE:

Male reader x character... for now I don't know how to encapsule male perspective. Gender neutral is available even if I feel like it definitely needs some improvement in my writing :)

Ships. I have my other blog for that and only for the ones I like.

Mental illnesses, I don't want to follow stereotypes on how a certain mental issues will develop. I have heavy social anxiety, suffered from panic attacks and depression, beyond this I'm not going.

Characters I don't write for: Eren Yeager (NO. JUST NO.), Ichigo Kurosaki, Renji Abarai (it depends), Gabimaru, Ken Kaneki... a few others, but mainly them, they're happy with their wives, I can't physically write x readers for them. ever. sorry.

I want to apologize in adavance if some requests take too long, as of January 2023 I started dedicating more time to this blog, while I have requests from 2022. Sometimes I cannot envision it :( and also apologize if my writing doesn't meet expectations on the request.

Please don't send hate. It's really demoralizing, it makes me anxious and makes me no want to write at all for weeks and months.

Also english is not my first language, it's my third, so it might happen to find a few grammatical errors.

Thank you for your attention.

[weemssapphic]

Hiii, i apologize in adavance for what i’m about to write but none of my friends are Gwen fans so i don’t wanna bother them with this but i have to get it out.

I had a dream about Gwen and boy was it weird. It was kinda like a comic on panel but the room was quite small, only a few people in there and when Gwen came out she was SHIRTLESS, like tits out and everything (not that i minded, i was looking respectfully, i was just a little caught off guard) and i’m looking around the room if anyone is as confused as i am but noone was fazed and i was like alright i guess…Then when she sat down someone started spraying body paint on her so i was even more confused and then she made eye contact with me and i know i was just GAWKING at her but she looked at me like “why are you looking at me like that” like what was happening was completely normal and then suddenely we were in House of the dragon together and then i woke up lmao (still confused and a little horny ngl)

Again i’m so sorry for this but i just had to tell someone😬

(I love your work, you are such an amazing writer and i hope you are having an awesome day)

please don't apologize this is one of the funniest things i have ever read 😭 absolutely made my entire day. as absolutely strange as that dream is i am weirdly jealous ahahaha i never dream about gwen 😩 respectfully, i would wake up horny too after that 😬 not dream gwen wondering why you were gawking at her lmaooo 😭

(also thank you so much, that is very kind! i am having a lovely day, it is finally sunny here where i live! i hope you are having an awesome day as well and that gwen isn't distracting you too much hehe)

[daisyblossomsub]

Text: See? This scenario is as mutually beneficial as it gets! I’ll just apologize in adavance if I make a mess while up in your arms. You know I can’t control how wet I get when you’re showing off how strong you are, Daddy.

Text: Really? Well, I expect you’ll be raring and ready to go after a few minutes of hauling me around, because I can’t think of anything that’d have me smiling and gushing more than that. ☺️

Text: That's very true. I do love carrying you around like the proper princess you are. I also enjoy how horny it makes you whenever I show off how functional these muscles you love so much are. Have I mentioned lately that you do the same to me? Just seeing you smile is enough to have my pants feeling tight.

[gambitandrogues]

Alright besties I'm emptying the ask box! (or at least starting lmao)

[alicat-gotyourtongue]

Get to know you game

Tagged by the 3 fates of my life @forasecondtherewedwon @panalegs27 and @fargone5

Relationship status:

Favorite color [today]: + [] because the answer changes as often as the tides. For now, I’ll refer to Cold Play..*passes mic to Chris Martin*

🎶 Something something about it being all Yellow

Lipstick or Chapstick: lately it’s been lip GLOSS, specifically Buxom. Color: Sugar

Favorite foods: pre the last few months, scrambled eggs or an Egg McMuffin (86 the Canadian bacon because: gross). Anytime— thin spaghetti noodles with olive oil, fresh black pepper, and Cajun seasoning. Curry tofu wrap. ALL the Mott’s.

Last song I listened to: NoApologies by (hed) P.E.

Last movie I watched: Troop Zero (sooooo wholesome. Go watch it)

Top 3 favorite shows [again, today]: Gilmore Girls, New Girl, Frankenfood

Top 3 favorite bands [yet again, TODAY]: Hozier (not a band, but always the correct answer), The Beatles, The Eagles (ever notice how many bands start with ‘the’)

Books I’m currently reading: uhhhhh, you see, I— oh! What’s that over there *points to absolute nothingness and ducks out of the conversation both literally and figuratively when you turn to look*

Tagging: @honestlyhappymoon @soyforramen @sullypants @itsindiansummer13 @itsalliepressman @ithoughtyoulikedmereckless @bigdsgirl @imreallyloveleee @heartunsettledsoul @village-skeptic @heavy-lies-the-crown

(And anyone else who would like to join. I know tag games aren’t everyone’s cup of tea, but hey— it’s not a gun to the head; do it if you want, if not, that’s perfectly ok, too. It’s just nice to be tagged, right? Tiny, daily reminders that people care.)

[matbarzal]

favorite athletes [3/25] → jonathan toews, chicago blackhawks

[ilicastiel]

"I think Cas is still full of self loathing and doubt. I actually do think that he never lets himself believe that he is worthy or wanted and I think he sort of carries that around like a trench coat." – Misha Collins

[alchemic-elric]

|| The accumulation of everything going on recently has really got the depression in full swing. I might be off for the next couple days or be kind of slow. I apologize in advance for this. 

[floosies]

Salvatore

pairing: mob!jake lockley x oc!fem

A/N: this is a mob!au that will focus on an au!jake lockley and other characters, no mentions of the other alters (apologies in adavance) Also this chapter will have a lot of set up so I also apologize if it comes off slow.

warnings: slow burn, cursing, mentions of violence, future smut, mentions of dr*gs 18+ ONLY

tagging: @lex-the-flex

"Dying by the hand of a foreign man, happily calling out my name in the summer rain..."

1.

He had worked his way through the ranks from petty crimes to planned attacks on his old boss' enemies, but it wasn't enough for him. Not in a greedy sense, he was thankful for the money it brought him, but he had parents and some siblings who could use the money more than him. So he did what his old boss never thought he could do and started a business of his own.

Word spread of the new kid with the balls to go up against the old money in New York. His work was quick and the routes were good, he had a good reputation around the Heights and Harlem. So much so that he caught the attention of Brooklyn's Rogers and Barnes. The 'business partners' had visited Jake to his office in the Heights with a personal invitation to their 'investor group'.

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That's how he ended up driving down to the Hamptons. Barnes had given him the address and time. He wasn't sure what he was going to walk into, thankfully he saw Rogers was there already. The two talked before entering the home. It was Barnes' home, one of many he owned around the New York area, the place was routine for these types of meetings.

Inside the home they walked into what Rogers said was the main dining room. The whole place looked like something Jake would have seen in some magazine at the dentist office. Looking at everything, he almost missed the woman sat by the wall with a tablet in her hand. She caught his gaze, smiling his way as he tried to look away.

People started showing up thankfully, enough people to distract the awkwardness he felt. All the investors really looked like actual investors, he was the only guy not wearing some cashmere shirt or a blazer. Barnes was talking him up to everyone, then he called out a woman's name and the lady in the chair got up leaving behind the tablet on the chair.

Shit. She was walking their way, but Barnes was still talking, "this is my niece, Alicia." She stuck her hand out towards Jake who shook it offering a smile somewhat. He looked over at Barnes, still a bit embarrassed, "she's an investor too?" She shook her head and answered for her uncle, "no. I just help this old man out with these meetings." They laughed at her response, but Barnes agreed.

The whole meeting felt like it was only five minutes. Checking his phone though, he'd realized it'd been two hours. Negotiating with all kinds; some lady from Germany, another from Russia, some guy from Norway and another guy from Harlem. He'd found new suppliers and some new distributors. It was good, but he felt like he needed to get the hell out of there.

As he reached the entrance he heard the new voice he'd started to like, "you're not going to stay for the actual dinner part? He gets good catering." Alicia leaned up against one of the walls in the hall. She had this smirk on her face, but he knew better. Shaking his head he spoke, "its drive back home." She walked towards him, "don't be the odd one out already." Getting close enough to whisper she told him, "they're annoying. I know it, but they'll just give you a hard time the next meeting." They looked at each other, he sighed. She'd won and they'd just met.

The worst part though, the meal itself was actually as good as she went on about. He'd never had lamb before so he watched how everyone else ate before eating himself. She kept looking at him every now and then. In her mind she was glad there was someone new to look at and he wasn't too bad on the eyes either.

Dinner ended, the others were still talking, but he'd wandered off outside to the patio. Knowing well enough that after dinner it was a free for all she made her way to the empty patio where he stood smoking a joint. He heard the clicking of her heels on the concrete, she had a coat on now, "so you liked the dinner?" He let out a breathy laugh, "yeah it was good." She nodded. There was a silence as they watched the two looked off into the garden.

She hated silence, "so how's the Heights? Still the same old man in charge?" He let out a puff of smoke, "nah I ran the old man out. He wasn't doing enough." Alicia looked at him, enough to see that it was one of those subjects that could go either way, "so you really are the new boss." Jake shrugged, "I'm just trying to do better than the shit he was doing." Now she shrugged, "don't get too caught up in whatever you're doing. I've seen what it does to people."

He didn't know what to make of her, "you like to give out a lot of advice." She didn't waste time in answering, "only because its the first time in a long time that I see someone who is actually new to all this." It was quiet, "I'd like for this new face to stick around for a while. It was getting boring here." They laughed a bit at what she said and then he put out his joint, "yeah well I worked my ass off for this so you'll be a bit more entertained for a while." They stood around and talked for a couple more minutes.

As he drove back into New York, his thoughts wondered about how a woman like that ended up in a room full of stuck up business people and why her perfume smelled as good as it did. The thoughts all died down as he entered the familiar streets, and he reminded himself it was better not to get involved like that.

(A/N: some more visual aids for this chapter/the series. The character of Alicia is inspired by model Rania Benchergra)

[awesometothe3rd]

Caper - Southpaw’s Always Right - Chapter 6

[another-fantasy-world]

Heyyy, I apologize in adavance if I begin to ramble while asking you to write this fic; okay so would you write something where fem!reader and Elle have broken up and reader is in a new relationship with someone else now, and Elle comes to her and basically seduces her back to her if that makes sense, and they get back together and everything :)

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Title: When I Said Goodbye I Didn’t Mean It

Pairing: Elle Greenaway x Fem! Reader

Summary: In which your world is suddenly shaken by the woman you thought you will never see again.

Warnings: None. I don’t think there’s any. But soft! Elle tho.

Word Count: 934 Words

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You didn’t really know where to begin. Your relationships always seems to end up in shambles, Your first left you with so much trauma, the second one fixed you only for her to also replace you, and the third one, the one you loved the most. She infuriates you so much, because even after what she had done, you cannot find it in yourself to hate her, even dislike her, you just can’t. Which is probably why you’re having this conversation with your girlfriend. Well, soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend.

"Look, I have a meeting in 3 minutes. Can we talk about this later?" You sigh out, your "girlfriend" spouting nonsense about you cheating, which you weren't. Handling a very successful company has it's downsides.

"I don't want to be your distraction Y/LN. I deserve better than this bullshit you give me. I'm breaking up with you." Memories of you spoiling her rotten to make up for the dozen missed dates and to you asking your secretary to clear your schedule to tend to her needs and wants.

"Look, Please. We can talk about this when I get home okay darling?" You try to reason with her, the door opening making you spin your chair around, raising a brow at your secretary.

"Ms. Y/LN. I'm sorry for interrupting but the FBI is here to talk to you." She says, her eyes filled with concern.

You nodded to let them in, lifting a pointer finger to tell them to wait.

"I fucking knew it! I knew it! You bitch! Meeting my ass. You're fucking your secretary aren't you? You-" You stop her

"Enough." You say, barely containing your anger.

"I am not fucking my secretary, She’s my cousin. Two, how dare you accuse me when you're the reason I'm having this late meeting in the first place? I postponed the meeting with my investors last week to take you out on a date.” You took a deep breath, careful not to lose your temper.

“You know what? Fine. Fine. Do what you want. Break up with me. I'll be home after midnight, you better pack your shit and go." You angrily let out, pinching the bridge of your nose in plain annoyance.

You weren't together for long, 6 months to be exact, but it was enough to get your heart to fall to your stomach. I mean after everything you did... it's hardly about the money, you had tons of it. It's the time you wasted on her.

"I'm so sorry about that." You soon find yourself staring at familiar brown eyes, making your own widen slightly

"Trouble in Paradise?" You snap yourself from the trance you were previously in.

"It's hardly important, Agent Morgan." you hummed but nodded your head anyways.

"We just want to question you with something regarding our current case, Ms. Y/LN" You sat up straight, not just because your company was involved in a case, but also because, the woman you thought you would never see again was sitting right in front of you.

"Of course, Agent Greenaway." You shivered, not liking how you missed saying her name.

A few minutes of questioning later, you gave them the file of one Daniel Reynolds, a creep that you knew you should've fired a long time ago.

"Thank you for cooperating, Ms. Y/LN." Agent Morgan shakes your hand, he shared a look with Elle before nodding.

"Y/N..."

"Elle." You pursed your lips

"Can we talk?"

"I- You're on a case Elle. You don't need the distraction. This is unprofessional." You sighed, sinking into your seat.

"Who cares? I certainly don't. Do you?" She says, circling your desk and sitting on the edge of it, right in front of you.

"Well. That's not fair Elle." You covered your face out of embarrassment.

"What's not fair?" you could practically feel her smirk

"You. You left me. In an apartment you rented. A letter with the word "Goodbye" on the fridge and nothing else. " You frowned. The dull pain in your heart strikes again

"...Not my proudest moment, but I needed to leave in a hurry. I'm so sorry. You were in danger and I needed to leave, I'm so sorry. I know I said goodbye but I didn’t mean it, I promise. You might think that this is really cheesy, but I never stopped thinking about you. Hell I always see you on the news and... I just-" She held your hands in hers and gently pulled it away from your face. Her brown orbs staring into yours.

"Let me make it up to you, my love?" she smiles

You thought it over, on one hand, you just broke up with someone you wasted your time on, you don’t want to move too fast, on the other hand, you could make her work for your forgiveness, earn yourself some time, maybe for a few months, without being too cruel, just because. You think about it for a couple of minutes

"...One last chance Greenaway. Fuck me up one last time and..."

You stood up, fixed your shirt and walked to your door, one hand on the handle. You looked back at her over your shoulder.

"Let's just say that me being just involved in your case will be the least of your worries, my love. Pick me up at 7, Next Saturday." You winked, leaving her to her own thoughts. Entering your conference room with a smirk on your face.

"...Right." She stared at your retreating figure until you’re out of sight.

It was right then and there that Elle remembered why she loved you so much.

[daiyanohaikyuu]

Scenario where the female reader is a good friend of seidos baseball team and an ex-national softball pitcher and she helps pitch for batters to practice, but then once it’s hit it comes straight back to her and hits her in the head and the team is really protective and caring towards her? Maybe some extra miyuki, koushuu, furuya, and toujou? Thanks ❤️

*Gets a request with softball/baseball involved* *Forgets terminology*

Oh look, another instance of me not knowing how to end something.

I kind of changed this up a bit, so I hope that’ s okay!

This is also unedited and not proofread so apologies in adavance for any errors

Normally when she’d help live pitch or soft toss to the boys they put a net in front of her that covered a good amount of space and left enough room to toss the ball without really having to worry about what to do if the ball went straight back at her. 

However, that was usually just with batting practice only. Today she had been asked to pitch in a batters and fielders practice situation as the pitchers were still practicing in the bullpen. She happily obliged, ready to show what she could really do. 

Things started out smoothly, striking out a couple and jamming up others while only a few had managed to get decent hits off her. That is, until Toujou stepped back up to the plate. He had taken note of some adjustments he needed to make from his first at bat. But what he and the rest of the team never expected to happen was for him to hit a line drive straight back at her. 

Thankfully her reflexes took over in time and she managed to catch the ball, though the force continued to carry the glove into her jaw. Everyone immediately rushed around her as Kataoka broke through the semi-circle to look for any injuries. The coach let out a sigh of relief as he announced that it looked like it only be a deep bruise.

The pitchers and other catchers soon came out to see what all the commotion was about, only to see their friend walking to the dugout with Kataoka while holding the side of her face and Miyuki and Toujou trailing behind her looking very apologetic. After being filled in by Kuramochi, Furuya actually rushed to grab one of the cooling compresses the pitchers use after they’re done for the day.

As the adults went in search of an actual icepack, the rest of the team continue to fret over their friend. “I don’t think you should really be holding that straight against your skin, here let’s do this,” Koushuu grabbed his jacket from his bag and took the compress from her grasp and wrapped the material around it before handing it back. 

Miyuki and Toujou continued to apologize and blame themselves for what had happened despite her shrugging them off with a “you can’t predict every play.” Yet, when they still persisted she came up with a compromise:

“How about this, after practice you two can walk me home and on the way you can treat me to ice cream or something and we can call it even.” 

The entire team wound up walking home with her, to “make she was really okay” (they really just wanted to grab some ice cream too- though Toujou and Miyuki made it clear they would only be paying for three). 

The next day she showed up looking proud about her bruised jaw, even almost bragging to others about how she had gotten it. When she got to practice she was confused to find a pitchers mask on the bench with what looked to be a note taped to it. Picking up the paper she began to chuckle as she read it.

Y/N,

I hope what happened yesterday won’t deter you from continuing to pitch to us. I tried to do some research and I think this is supposed to help protect your face.

Love ya,

From Miyuki and the team (but mainly Miyuki)