#i dont wanna work on this anymore goodbye!!

[avesdraws]

ANATOMY

[batqueers]

um

[y-eontan]

is my period coming up or what the fucki is going on im literally so fucking upset over this for no fuckinh reason

[takeurexam]

guard down, because im safe around you

-sylus x gen! reader

>sylus is usually known for his cold demanour, his deal-addict dealings and being the leader of onychinus. he's known having his guard all the time, but when he meets you under the moonlight with fireworks, its as if he's a whole another person.

a/n: this can be mc or not :) i didnt think of mc, but if you want to, then sure

-inspired by nightplumes sylus like i love him that card is so good, and sorry if hes a little ooc

After your return to Linkon from the N109 zone, it feels awfully weird not seeing the dark skies, or the redish hue around the place. Linkon was... bright, compared to the N109 zone.

And you cant help but remember the oh-so annoying leader of Onychinus. You even feel yourself roll your eyes everytime you think of that man, although he was pretty much fine- he was annoying.

But you felt awfully bothered without him. You felt that the world lacked a little without the leader of onychinus teasing you, or making deals with you or some other people.

Well, he wasn't the only teasing man known to man, or unfazed.. and cocky, along with overpowered... but why was it that he felt different if you looked for someone like him? There were a lot like him in Linkon, yet he's the only one you wish to meet.

"Hey, you okay?" Tara bumps your shoulder as you stood there by the coffee machine, "You've been staring at the machine for like... two minutes straight." She tilts her head, with concern on her face.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Im fine." You honestly hope you were, because you dont wanna even think about the man anymore who scrambled across your thoughts.

"Sure? Well, see you." She shrugs and skips away from you as you blink into reality, remembering you still had work to do for the afternoon.

You sit down your desk, scrolling down your computer to see Linkon's latest news, chirping into the articles. A few more hours of work to go, then.

"Take a break." Tara nudges you, "Im gonna head over to the snack bar, you should get some air at the balcony." She points towards the snack bar, as you nod at her suggestion.

"Sure, eat well." You wave to her while she walks away. You prepare to stand up, along with a stretch and a yawn as you bring your phone and some snack to relax at the balcony for a while.

You make your way to the balcony; you push open the door to the balcony to reveal a snowy balcony with snow still pouring from the sky. You hug your coat tightly as you head over to the rails and admire the view.

The view was just the dark nights of Linkon, with the white snow dropping all around the bright city. You take a bite of your snack as you admire the view, taking in some fresh air, and not some from the office.

A caw suddenly interrupted your moment, as you see a familliar bird.. or crow, clawed over at the rails, staring at you.

"Mephisto?" You tilt your head, as you look at the mechanical bird, "Why are you here?" You touch it to confirm if it really is the mechanical crow, which indeed, it was.

"Sylus probably sent you out for an errand. You probably just noticed me over this balcony." Chuckling to yourself, you were reminded of the man you just mentioned.

You look over to the crow, "Its nice having company. Even atleast if you're a mechanical crow, its still quite comforting somehow."

The crow just caws as its head tilts, keeping its eye on you.

"I wonder, how is Sylus doing?" You stare back into the city view, "Its been a while since i've returned to Linkon. I haven't talked to Sylus in a while, which oddly feels weird." You start mumbling out.

"Its as if a part of me is still used to the N109 zone." You chuckle, "Im speaking nonsense now." You look over to the crow, "I'll be heading back in, Mephisto. Continue your errand." You walk away, but you dont forget to wave goodbye to the crow.

The time was currently 9:00pm, and you did your weekly overtime today. It was quite a tiring day, and you still had to drive your way home, despite being tired.

You grip the wheel of your car, as you start the engine; your phone suddenly rings unusually. But once you read the name, you dont hesitate any longer as you answer the call.

"Sweetie." There he was. The person your heart somehow missed- the one who your mind declined yet your heart was accepting, the Leader of Onychinus. His deep voice lingered around your ear.

"Sylus? Its about nine, what do you need?" You reply, gripping your phone in your hand.

"Meet me at the city lake." He suddenly announces, as your heart beats, "Huh?" You keep your voice normal, pretending that your heart was drumming hundreds per second.

"I thought a part of you missed me?" He chuckles against the phone, as you feel yourself go red, "No I dont- it was the N109 zone-" You pause. "How do you know I said something like that? Wait no-" You stumble with your words, with Sylus just laughing at you.

"Just go, Sweetie."

So here you were, driving 70km as you drove over to the designated location Sylus requested for you two to meet. Its as if you were late to work, and you drove so fast than you usually would, just for Sylus.

You find somewhere to park the car, as you notice his motorcycle parked nearby, which indicated that he was just somewhere close to you.

And there he was, his back facing you as he leaned over to the rails nearby the lake, he was wearing a brown coat which fit him perfectly.

His white hair was full of snow, which you let out a quiet snicker.

You approach him as he notices your prescence; oddly, you notice him flinch a little, which you assume his guard was down.

"You're fast." He comments along with a chuckle, as he adds, "There was a firework show in Linkon today, Luke and Kieran told me, and I suppose I needed a break." He looks at the sky.

"Did Mephisto tell you?" You cross your arms, he laughs, "I watch Mephisto fifty percent of my time. Of course, it would not go unnoticed that it saw a beauty like you, sweetie." There he is again, with his teasing.

"I didn't know there was a show today." You mumble, as you watch the sky in anticipation, "I've been so drowned lately." You sigh, breathing in the nice cold air.

As you anticipated, the fireworks suddenly erupted into the sky as you watch them, with your eyes sparkling.

Sylus dosent even bother to look at the sparkling fireworks. Why would he look at something else thats bright, when the brightest thing he could see was you?

When he notices you about to look back at him, he looks back into the sky, diverting his gaze from you.

"You really are dedicated." You giggle, as you notice the snow again on his hair, "Let me remove the snow on your hair." He smirks, leaning closer to you with his eyes closed.

Your mittens brush the snow from his hair, as he smiled with his eyes closed softly.

"Done!" You pull away as he does so too. He looks at you silently, a smile plastered around his face. "You could've just told me that you missed me, Sweetie." He brings up the balcony topic once again, as you feel your ears go red again.

"I dont miss you." You look away, embarassed.

"But I do." He blurts out.

You feel yourself slowly turn back to him, with your eyes widened, with his oh-so looking geniune smile around his lips. You feel your heart beating loudly that it would soon explode from your ears, and you feel your face fight the cold as you heat up.

"The N109 zone feels a little empty with you," He mumbles, awfully quiet. "I dont like feeling empty." He walks over closer to you, leaning towards you.

"So, let us fill that gap, right now." He leans closer to you as he presses his lips onto yours, snaking his hands over your waist, feeling your warmth.

You dont even process anything anymore except for his lips on yours, as you close your wide eyes, engulfing yourself into his lips, feeling the warmth of his lips cover yours.

Your arms wrap around his neck, as he deepens in further. The fireworks pop up once again, as two people stand under it, sharing their moment together.

bonus:

"What a nice kiss shared by those two." Captain Jenna, Xavier and Tara watch from the side, turning their gaze from the fireworks to the couple nearby.

"If only _____ was here. What a shame." Xavier crosses his arms.

"Wait."

The three pause, looking at the couple.

a/n: i usually write txt but i love this man so much bro 🙏 anyways, hope you guys enjoyed <3

see you soon, @takeurexam

[phagodyke]

it's the way everyone has to have a fucking opinion on it when it's literally a completely neutral personal decision not a judgement of anyone else or anything at all can everyone stop projecting on me and leave me alone I'm tired

wanted to go to the gym social tn but as I was getting my stuff together to go out, a friend said smth that rly pissed me off and now I'm too fucking angry to go out. fucks sake man

[romanarose]

Not a Goodbye...

But a shift.

I will not mince words, things are shit right now in the Pedro Pascal fandom.

For me though, nothings been the same since April. My notes DROPPED and never recovered. I'v been blocked by pages I never interacted with and people who used to be mutuals want nothing to do with me.

Things Ive been informed I've been blocked for is darking dark, using adult shoes in a header that everyone said were kids feet (they weren't), being Jewish so I must support genocide (im not im a hopeful convert and I've been very vocal about the genocide), supporting a terrorist organization and being anti semetic (I'm not, again, hopeful convert and I'm very vocal about anti semitism), fetishizing gay men as a "girl" (I am not a girl) etc.

It's just not fun anymore.

The Pedro fandom has given me a LOT. I've met many, many wonderful friends here who are just great people and friendships I hope last. Even ones that dont i value forever.

But i think my time here isn't what it once was. I feel safer and happier in the oscar issac side, or blogging about bruce springsteen, or star wars. I've decided to reshift my focus back to OScar Isaac/Triple frontier writing.

What will change?

Not a lot to start. In fact you might see even more P boy content at first! I have a few things I wanna finish writing. I need to finish blessed by the fruit, and a few WIPS i have, including super angsty Joel's

ROF will continue but Im gonna keep writing laregly TF fanfiction so that wouldn't change

You'll still see Frankie around as i love TF but it maybe more FishBen. Sorry to everyone who says I fetishize gay men ig

I might write more on characters around p boys. Tommy Miller, Steve murphy

And if I have an idea I love, if I wanna write it, I'll write it!

Currently I have 2 joel one shot wips i wanna get out

I deleted the tumblr app, I need to decompress. Im still here with my laptop when im at home, but less access. Just for a day or a few, nothing big.

I wanna work on my original works, including Mariposa and my TWW rewrite, stolen lullaby! I'll be posting less between that, the Zine, and this semester ill be in school full time and working full time plus part time.

follow @romana-updates to keep updated.

I love each and every person I've made friends with or interact with around this side of tumblr! If you dont wanna follow me due to lack of joel coming up, thats okay! I hope you had fun while you were here!

[naehoonx]

" freckles " - bkdk [ series pt. 1 ]

→ SUMMARY: freckles on his cheek, a smile so bright that even the sun became jealous and a heart so full of love ... but not for him. that love was never meant for him.

→ GENRE: adult bakugou; adult deku; angst; heartbreak; one sided love; second chances; deep talk; drama; romance; smut; fluff.

→ RATING: 18+

→ CHAPTER 2

→ NOTE: after writing the oneshot i decided to turn it into a series. so please before reading this chapter make sure to read the oneshot. you can find it here: " too late ". have fun and lets suffer together. as always, dont claim my work as your own and if you wanna translate it shoot me a message

MHA MASTERLIST ♡.°₊ˎ SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER

the headache was massive when he woke up this morning but that wasnt the only thing which annoyed him. apparently bakugou didnt made it home after the bar hopping with Kirishima and Mina. when he woke up in the morning the red haired boy was laying on top of him while Mina somehow hugged his leg. after a lot of screaming plus letting a small explosion pop off, everyone was wide awake in the tiny bedroom of kirishimas apartment. none of them remembered much of the last night other that bakugou refused to go home alone. at least he knew now how he ended up here with the both of them.

bakugou insisted on using the shower first, after all he had a right to do so after they had been so clingy to him. in the meantime, his friends took care of tidying up the living room. mina just rolled her eyes when she saw the many bottles on the table. Apparently it wasn't enough that they got drunk in the bars. she even found a picture on her phone which showed kirishima clinging to his best friend like his life depended on it. to her defense, it was kinda funny. with a giggle she made sure to never delete that so she could tease them with that.

after they all took turns with showering, Mina was the first one to say goodbye for the day. Even though her head was about to explode, she still had to go about her work. the boys just sat at the kitchen island waving into ther direction but then something tickled at the back of kirishimas mind as he looked at the clock.

"yo ... didnt you promise to meet up with deku for his lunch break?"

still dealing with the immense hangover, bakugou looked lazily into the direction of the clock. he didnt forgot but all this time he was contemplating if he should go or not. he was in no condition to listen to all the yapping of deku, knowing damn well that it would be about ochaco. with tired eyes bakugu grabbed his phone to turn it on, the moment he clicked on the chat with Deku a new message popped up. of course it was from the nerd, its like he knew it that bakugou turned his phone back on.

shitty nerd [11:01am]: so ... i hope our lunchbreak still stands? i mean i understand if you dont want to. shitty nerd [11:05]: ah! its not like i dont want to i just saw the picture mina sent me. it seems like you all got kinda drunk last night so .. maybe you dont want to anymore.

of course mina sent him pictures of last night. bakugou probably lashed out over deku while he was totally drunk.

kacchan [11:07]: dont worry, im coming. i promised remember? shitty nerd [11:07]: really?! then i will wait at the same spot!

it almost mad him sick seeing how happy his childhood friend reacted. after Bakugou put his phone back on the table, he immediately got up to open kirishima's fridge. the red-haired man raised a questioning eyebrow;

"what are you doing?" "making lunch" "cant you just buy something?" "no or he will know i wasnt at home last night."

rolling his eyes kirishima placed his head on the kitchen islands counter. sometimes those two were unbelievable for him "you act like a married couple do you know that?"

as a respond bakugou just snorts as he emptied the fridge to get to work. he doesnt care how the two of them looked like, because it wasnt real. none of it was real. knowing that he still went out of his way to make izuku a lunchbox too. an hour and a stolen fresh shirt of kirishima later, bakugou sat in his car on the way to UA High. suprisingly no one vomited last night which was a miracle, considering how bad mina was when it came to alcohol. the lunchboxes were carefully secured on the passenger seat as he stopped near the school gates.

His red eyes automatically went to a small bench near the school park. Izuku sat there, alone while he seemed to be waiting for Bakugou. a few students walked past him as they lifted their hands to wave into his direction. seeing that izuku tilted his head a bit to the side as he showed them a big smile. at the same time bakugous brow started to twitch as his hand clutched the shirt near his chest.

that damn smile. making his heart pound for no reason at all. he knew he needed to stop, he knew it too well but he couldnt. no matter how hard bakugou tried, whenever he saw that smile his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. all the words he wanted to say start to bubble up inside his throat, luckily he was able to push them down again as he grabbed the luchboxes and got out of the car.

outside, the voices of the other students only got louder, but they immediately fell silent when they noticed who was crossing the campus. whispering could be heard from every corner. from the beginning, some of the students had spread the rumor that Izuku and Bakugou were dating. oh how wrong they all were about this little tiny information. in the past those rumours or whispers didnt bothered bakugou but now they were. they are a reminder of the stinging pain inside of his chest that izuku would never be his.

the moment izuku tried to pull out his phone to check the time, a lunchbox bumped on the top of his head. curious about that he lifted up his face just to be met with kacchans smile

"food delivery" "you made it .. i was worried for a second" with a much brighter smile he took the lunchbox from kacchans hands.

they both automatically huddled closer to each other on the bench. it was a nice day as the breeze blew through the green leafs over their heads. izuku eyes lit up as he opens the lunchbox only to find his favourite things in there.

"thank you really. I appreciate it that you always bring me lunch but ..." he hesitated for a moment.

kacchan raised one of his eyebrows as he unpacked his chopsticks "what? dont tell me you secretly hate the food i make" "oh god no its not that! its just ... well you remember that i went with Ochaco last night?"

suddenly the grip around kacchans tightened for a second. he has really hoped the conversation wouldnt go into that direction.

"and?" "it went really well you know? we talked a lot and many things came up" ..stop... "she offered to make me food from now on so i said yes. isnt that sweet of her?" ...stop...stop... "uhm also ... there is something else i wanted to tell you" ...stop...stop...dont say it... "we decided ... to give it a try, like .. dating you know?"

suddenly a cracking noise was heard. kacchan didnt noticed that he was gripping the chopsticks too tight. they broke exactly in the middle. izukus eyes widen as he could see that some pieces of the wood had gotten stuck in kacchans hand. worried he placed a hand on the blondes shoulder, shaking him a bit.

"kacchan? is everything okay? you are hurt. what happened?" ...dont look at me... "oh god you are bleeding ... wait let me just-.."

the moment izuku wanted to grab kacchans hand it got slapped away "dont touch me!" "kacchan ...?"

they both looked at each other, shock was seen in izuku's eyes as he kept looking hat his childhood friend. at the same time the pain inside of kacchans chest became unbearable, his heart kept stinging while his head kept repeating the words he just heard. dating. they are dating. how ridiculous. izuku dating a girl, someone who wasnt him. that didnt sit right with kacchan. without a word he grabbed the lunchbox from izuku's lap before he stood up from the bench.

"hey! kacchan whats gotten into you all of a sudden?" izuku tried to grab kacchans wrist but failed miserably. the expression of kacchan was cold as he turned around, looking straight into izukus face.

"why dont you ask your girlfriend for food. im sure she will be so delighted to bring it to you." his words were rather a scoff. overall he was good in hiding what he really felt at that moment. instead of fighting back izuku just stared at him, eyes filled with worry and concern.

before he would break down under that stare kacchan snorts for a moment before turning around. luckily he parked his car nearby and to his suprise izuku didnt chased after him. at his car he threw the lunchboxes back on the passenger seat before he got in himself. a last glance into the direction of the school confirmed it again that izuku, indeed, didnt ran after him. it was pointless, he wasnt special anymore. at least not for izuku, that boy found his special person. totally ignoring who was in front of him all this time.

"fuck!.." with the palms of his hands he hits agains the steering wheel. it was just too much, this whole situation made his head throb even more in pain.

suddenly getting a drink in broad daylight didnt sounded so bad. it was also his day off so no consequences right? with a heavy sigh kacchan starts the engine of his car, driving to the nearest bar he could find. by now he was willing to do anything to make that stinging feeling stop inside its chest. otherwise he would surely go crazy.

[leonardperreault]

Nora first day of preschool

"daddy," nora whimpers clutching quinns hand as she looks back and forth between the classroom and her dad. quinn kneels down and gives her as reassuring of a smile as he can muster,

"it's ok bug," he says softly, "you're gonna have so much fun and make so many new friends!" nora looks into the room watching her classmates carefully,

"i dont wanna daddy. wanna stay with you," the four year old cries tears beginning to fall,

"oh baby," quinn coos pulling her into a tight hug, "it's ok doll. remember you get to play all day! then daddy and bubbe will come pick you up and you can choose what we do for snack!" nora's death grip on quinn loosens,

"promise?" she asks. quinn smiles kissing her cheek,

"pinky promise," he says as he holds his pinky up. nora giggles and links hers with her dads. once the promise is solidified, nora looks into the classroom,

"you stay daddy?" she asks. quinns eyebrows furrow, "stay till I'm ok?" quinn smiles nodding,

"of course darling," the pair then looks up when a pair of feet come into sight,

"and you must be nora!" a sweet voice says, "it's so good to have you sweetie, do you want to come inside? i have some coloring you can do!" nora's eyes light up at the mention of her favorite activity,

"with dinos and unicorns?" she asks,

"yep!" the teacher says, "why don't you go sit at a table and when I'm done talking to your dad I'll bring you some materials!" nora nods enthusiastically and takes off into the classroom, immediately finding a spot to sit and talking to the girl sitting next to her.

quinn straightens up smiling at noras teacher,

"thank you," he says, "i don't think I could've gotten her inside," the teacher chuckles,

"thats why i'm here!" she then holds a hand out to quinn, "i'm sarah. I'll be nora's teacher this year," quinn smiles shaking her hand,

"i'm quinn, uh did you get my email. I travel for work a lot and wanted to make sure everything was set with approved pick up and things," sarah nods,

"yes. it appears that you have a nice village set up for her," quinn nods looking past the teacher at nora who has managed to get her own coloring page and is happily chatting with her new friends,

"yah. i'm a little nervous," quinn admits, "she usually travels with me but because shes getting older it's just not possible anymore," sarah nods,

"of course. she's going to be great you don't have to worry," quinn lets out a breath and hands over nora's backpack,

"her lunch is in here with her epi-pen and allergy action plan. i know i went over it in the email, but its still new and she gets really scared, but doesn't completely understand it," sarah smiles taking the backpack gently from the nervous dad,

"don't worry mr.hughes we have plenty of allergies and your daughter is not the first with a severe nut allergy. she will be just fine," quinn takes in a deep breath,

"right sorry," he mumbles, "well i'll let you get back to it," the teacher nods,

"thank you again mr.hughes, and i'll see you at the end of the day on the playground," she then turns and walks to another parent who is saying goodbye to there kid. quinn peaks one more look at nora, who looks up and beams at him before waving and turning back to her task.

[mcyt-parodies]

'its not like i like you' but boat boys lol joel is a tsundere or maybe its etho idk but they fit...im so sorry for spamming u with boat boys stuff lol hoope u dont mind

I don’t mind at all! I absolutely love them! This was super silly goofy. I hope I did the song justice? Sorry this took so long, I’m back on my grind though! Enjoy! (Also, the veil I refer to is a veil typically worn in Japan for women who work in the night life scene, I’ve seen some art of Joel with one and I absolutely loved it)

It’s Not Like I Like You: Boat Boys

Etho: "Hey! That's pretty good!"

Joel: "Wha-! No one asked you! !!!!!"

[Etho]

I've got myself just a little bit of love

That I wanna spend on you

But love, I'll never get that chance

To dance that romance with you

Oh, No, cause

You're always hittin'

And kickin' (HUGH)

And putting me down. [giggle]

I hope you don't mean what you say

[Etho and Joel] But I keep seeing you-

[Etho] stickin' around

[Etho and Joel] Like you/I can't get enough

[Etho and Joel] So I stay and I wonder

[Etho and Joel] How my hand would feel

[Etho and Joel] intertwined with yours

As of now though

Joel: "What are you doing?"

Nothing but closed doors

[Etho]

My boy’s a Dere

A Tsun-Tsundere

Just saying hi gets me a punch in the face

And if I should compliment him, he starts to chase

Joel: "Hey! That was a direct attack!"

Etho: Oh, no! The wild ogre found my hiding place!

Joel: "Stupid fox! Take it back!"

Etho: "So, uh, how’s it going?"

Girl: "Why are you talking to me!?"

Boy: "Wow, I see how it is."

Girl: "Go away!"

[Joel and Etho]

Can we get along? You're so headstrong

There's no way, go away, now so long!

Just talk to me and you will see

That's not fair, soulmates don’t matter anymore

[Joel]

I've got myself just a little bit of love

That I wanna spend on NOT you

Cuz Etho, I'm afraid you'll say

That it's not okay with you

Oh, Oh, cuz

You're always laughin', [chuckle]

And jokin';

You look like all washed up

But I hope you mean what you say

Etho: "I do."

And I wonder what you would think

If I let my pride down, let it sink

Could we hold hands, kiss?

Live our lives in some form of bliss?

Etho: "We could."

Joel: "Ah! I'm not talking about you!"

You're not my lover in this

[Joel]

I'm not a Dere

A Tsun-Tsundere

I have a heart, I'm not that mean!

I'm not blushing, I was just rushing and forgot the sunscreen!

Etho: [laughs] "Your smile is really cute, though."

Joel: You'll never see it from underneath the veil I now wear!

Etho: [sigh] "Alright. I just wanted to let you know."

Joel: "Uh-um hey..."

Etho: "Yeah?"

Joel: "Um-"

Etho: "Are you okay?"

Joel: "Yeah, um- well heheh."

[Joel and Etho]

Hey, hey are you free-free today?

Oh ho ho. Why do you want to know?

It's not like I like you okay!

Alright cool, where do you want to go?

[Etho]

We could go out on a boat and sail

Find a fox and

Feed it some juicy sweet berries

Joel: "No that sounds really stupid."

Okay well how about a;

Classic dinner by candlelight

Or scary stories til midnight

So then I could hold you tight

Ba da ba da ba

Joel: "And get bread crumbs on me?! No Way!"

[Joel]

Ooookay I think you're a little dense

I really don't like all this talk

You and I in the present tense

Ba ba da ba da

So listen here, boy

It's all just a big fantasy

You see inside of your head! No!

So just say goodbye!

Etho: [sigh] "Eh-whatever."

Ba ba da ba da!

[Etho and Joel]

I'm not a Dere

A Tsun-Tsundere. (My boy’s a Dere a Tsun-Tsundere)

Hey! I can kick your butt even in this dress!

UH! I digress! So let's just go to the park I guess

Joel: "Pffffft!You wouldn't even know what to bring."

Oh, come on, will you please just say yes!

Joel: "Ugh geez fin. It's not like I'll enjoy it or anything. You’re so obsessed" [giggle]

[sexxyasia]

capture the flag (LUKE CASTELLAN X !FEM! READER

ABOUT: after luke hears about you being a little too nice to some of the other boys in his cabin, luke starts becoming over protective, and jealous since everyone says you're the most beautiful girl at camp...

warnings: told in 3rd person, pet names (reader & luke), cursing, p in v, jealousy, teasing, overstim (reader), kinda noncon, luke being a little jealous BITCH, use of y/n, rough sex, squirting, sex in crazy places, unprotected sex, creampies, y/n being very childish and humorus whilst luke isnt even smiling, an instigating ass friend. a few ocs that arent too important and the reader can be any race (no shit) but i intended for her to be black :P...

MDNI :P (bruh cmon js wait until ur 17+... if u dont wanna u will be blocked. sorry not sorry pooks. :O)

(dont mind the fuck ass banners i used, they're fucking terrible. i was too lazy to actually look for something... but ig it KINDA matches my vibe 😭)

"woohoo" you cheered while having the opposite teams flag in hand.

"you were so fucking amazing y/n..." your teammate ezra says to you with a bright smile on his face.

you give him a warm smile back and embrace him in a tight hug. his hands wander to your ass, but you ignore it thinking he meant nothing of it.

your team had been kicking ass all day, you'd been playing capture the flag since 9:00 this morning, you were fucking tired.

you threw the flag to ezra and waved goodbye to your other teammates before walking back to the aphrodite cabin.

when you arrived you told your siblings about everything. even the hug with ezra. you were so excited to practice for the next game tomorrow with ezra and his friends.

༄𓇼🪩𓇼༄𓇼🪩𓇼༄

ezra arrived back at the hermes cabin with his siblings and friends and saw luke sitting on his bed reading a book when all of a sudden some of the boys from the aphrodite cabin rudely interrupted.

"hey man, you'll never believe what ezra did to your girl... or my sister? i dunno!" luke quickly looks up in shock "what happened..." "they were like huggin' and shit like all day. they might be doin something on the low..." one of your brothers; pedro said in a whispered tone.

"like a lot?" luke asked with a furrowed brow.

"hell fucking yeah a lot, he like touched her ass and everything. i think they, like each other, man..." pedro instigated.

luke stood up and stormed out of his cabin, making his way to the aprodite cabin.

when he arrived he knocked on the door and then let himself when no one answered.

"y/n, come here, i need to talk to you..." luke yelled out.

"hey baby, whatchu doin here?" you asked playing with his necklace.

"you were touching all over ezra and thought i wouldn't know. do you like him?" luke said in a hushed tone.

"honey, you know i'd never like any other guy... and besides, i was only touching him to hug him because we'd won the game this morning..." you said while rubbing up and down his torso.

some of your siblings in the cabin giggled as you two talked back and forth.

"come with me y/n, i'm not joking with you anymore. i seriously have to talk with you." luke grabbed you by your wrist and took you to your favorite spot; the middle of the woods.

the woods were your favorite because you two could hook up there when your cabins were full and the bathrooms were occupied.

why did luke take you here just to talk?

༄𓇼🪩𓇼༄𓇼🪩𓇼༄

"just take it off baby, you know you wanna..." luke whined

you slowly nodded, not being sure if you even wanted to, but it was luke so you definitely wanted to.

while you worked to take your shirt and bra off luke squeezed his cock through his shorts and boxers to relieve some of the tension thats built from seeing you in a thin tank top and booty shorts all day.

luke pulled your shorts clean off and rubbed your clit through your panties on the wet ground making you moan lightly.

"i bet ezra doesn't even know what a clit is..." luke mutters to himself.

while you lie on your back luke pulls his shirt and shorts off too.

left in nothing but his light grey boxers that read calvin klein on, his shoes, and his necklace.

he pulled his boxers down just under his cock to reveal his raging hard on that he's been harboring for quite some time.

luke kneels over you, lining his throbbing cock up with your pulsating hole before shoving it in without warning.

he quickly fucks your dripping hole, making you a whimpering mess.

"do you think ezra could fuck you this good?

your creamy cunt left a ring around the base of his girthy, and veiny cock. he squished your cheeks while you looked up into his eyes to guarantee your eye contact

"answer me." he said whilst hitting all your spots with his leaky, red tip making you tremble and squirm.

"no baby... no." you whisper while you moan out in pure pleasure.

his hand quickly rubs circles on your puffy pink clit. he kisses and licks all the glittery gloss off your lips. your back arched off the ground and your legs shook under his touch.

his deep orgasmic groans fill your ears making you dig your long fingernails into his back, causing his to fuck into you faster and harder.

"does my pretty girl like that?" luke says in a cocky tone.

"yes... harder baby, harder." you moan into his ear.

his big girthy cock stretched your walls to an almost painful point. making you wrap your legs around him as thighs clench around his toned waist.

the way his thrust perfectly filled you up made your stomach tighten and your heart race.

he pulled his throbbing cock out and rubbed it all over your dripping clit.

"you're such a good girl for taking me so well." luke said while he lightly stroked his cock over your pussy.

"am i?" you said bucking your hips upward in need of friction again.

"yes you are mama, yes you are..." he moaned out.

he pushed himself all the way in making you gasp as his heavy balls smacked right under your pussy. his hand wandered to your clit and he slapped it a few times getting a few praises from you.

all of a sudden your body convulsed upwards and liquids sprayed out of your abused cunt. you tightened around his thick cock and squirted all over his torso while he mindlessly fucked you and attacked your clit.

"honey, slow down fuck!" you say pushing his torso forward.

"give me one second baby... one second." he said while his head was thrown back and his tip lightly brushed your cervix, causing you to be on the verge of pain and pleasure.

all of a sudden his thrusts got slower, but deeper. his cock slammed against your cervix causing you immense pain, that was somehow still pleasureable.

"fuck baby, thank you!" he moaned out while his balls emptied in hot sexy spurts of cum, filling you to the brim and making you squirm.

"what if i get pregnant, you should've pulled out!" you whine

"trust me, you won't." luke says standing up and brushing off his knees.

he helped you stand up, legs wobbly and your heart still racing. he handed you your clothes and kissed you up and down your body while you got redressed.

"we should go back, huh?" luke suggested.

"yeah..." you said breathlessly

(i wanna make a taglist, but i dont have anyone to put on it, plz tell me if u wanna be on it :P)

[lcvejoy]

as for the request--

perhaps some major angst building off of the angst fic (I'm bad with remembering names) where Wil is getting progressively more and more distant. less affectionate, being stand off ish. he focuses more on work and streaming and all of that than reader and reader starts staying out at the beach more and more to avoid it..

you can make the end fluffy or angsty I just wanna include

"You don't love me anymore, do you?"

"No, I don't."

i (dont) want you to stay

wilbur soot x gn!reader

word count: 1,320

tw: angsty. breakups. hurt/no comfort?? wil is kinda toxic. not proofread.

a/n: this is a pt. 2 to “i want you to stay”. i got a bit carried away. but i’m so excited that it was requested. it made me so giddy that i wrote this at work lmaooo - sorry if it’s all over the place

on your first date, wilbur took you to a pier. he asked you if you wanted to take a walk with him. it was late at night, maybe early morning by that point. the beach was vacant of people and the moon was reflecting off the soft waves of the ocean. you sat together, shoulder to shoulder, and you talked for hours about anything and everything.

you used to do that a lot - just talk, for hours, about anything.

the conversation that night turned into talks of the moon and the stars. how far away they are but how close they seemed, how beautiful they are when they shine together, how much you both wished you could scoop up a star and put it in a jar to take home. “if i could, i’d take every star in the sky and put them all into little jars for you” he’d said, smiling at you. you laughed “yeah?” you asked. “yeah” he agreed.

“and why would you do that for me?”

“because you sparkle” he gleamed, “if i had to compare you to any physical representation, it would be a star. you sparkle and you shine and you’re so goddamn bright” he rambled.

your face got so hot despite the air feeling so cold.

he kissed you for the first time that night on the pier. he walked you home. he called you an hour later, saying he missed hearing your voice. you talked for a few more hours before deciding to sleep. it was beautiful. he was beautiful. it remained beautiful for months.

wilbur went on tour as planned after he spent the night. it was a tearful goodbye, and he left with promises to call every day.

he kept his promise, calling everyday and telling you about each show, each crowd, each city - it’s good and it’s bad. he told you he missed you, that he couldn’t wait to come home. you told him the same.

“goodnight, star” were the words he muttered before ending the call each night.

when he arrived home, you met him with open arms. you brought him home. that night, he suggested a walk to the pier. “so you can see the stars” he’d said, “so you can see how i see you”.

the next couple weeks were great. it felt as though that 4 months of being broken up had never even happened. you felt secure, loved, you felt as though you and wil had finally met in the middle, no longer on different paths.

wil started streaming again. he was working on new music. he was busy. you were understanding, you were busy too. it was nearing exams, and each of your classes had begun to pile you with assignments and study notes.

but you both always made time in the evenings to talk about your day, to eat together, to lay in bed with a soft “goodnight” and a kiss.

until that eventually began to become less frequent. it started with late night streams a couple times a week, then morphed into late night streams and late night songwriting, then morphed quickly into late night streams, late night songwriting, and late night hanging out with friends. until soon, it became rare for you to even see wil at all.

there were arguments. the arguments always ended in apologies. you both always ended up cuddled in bed, dried tears on your cheeks, a promise to do better, a “goodnight” and a kiss.

but the late nights didn’t stop.

and eventually, you started taking yourself to the pier to look at the stars alone. so you could see yourself the way wil once saw you.

wil never noticed your absence. he was never home to notice.

until he was.

you’re on the pier. you’ve been coming to the pier every night to look at the stars. it’s the only thing bringing you comfort.

your phone rings, and the familiar contact appears.

“hello?” you answer.

“where are you?” wil rushes out, sounding almost panicked.

“the pier” you reply.

“i’m coming” he rushes. the call drops before you can reply.

wil arrives 5 minutes later. the walk to the pier is 15 minutes. you wonder if he drove. he sits down beside you, staring up at the stars along with you.

“you’re still just as bright as them” he says. you look at him, he’s already looking at you with a slight smile. you stare, there’s a beat of silence.

“what’re we doing, wil?” you mutter. his face falters, his lips moving into a straight line.

“what do you mean?” he asks.

“i mean-“ you pause “i mean i never see you. we barely talk and, when we do, we argue and we cry and you promise to do better but you never do. you’re never home. you asked to come home but you’re never there. you said you’d do anything if i just ask and i’m asking you to come home. t-thats all i want” you’re pleading, your eyes full of tears. he stares. he doesn’t hold much of an expression. there’s a stale silence between you that feels longer than it truly is. it’s just you, him, the moon and the stars.

“what are we doing, wil?” you ask again. patiently waiting for his answer. you have always been patient with him.

“i don’t know” he responds truthfully.

you look back up at the stars. they act as a painful reminder of what you once resembled. he once saw you that way - a star, a bright, glowing, shining, sparkling star. you aren’t sure how he sees you now.

“you don’t love me anymore, do you?” you ask, looking only at the stars while your tears stain your cheeks. you can feel him staring at you. you can hear his breathing - it’s steady.

“no” he whispers “no, i don’t”.

and with those words, your heart shatters. your world spins. the stars stop shining.

you nod your head, as if you understand but you truly don’t. you’ll never understand.

his breath remains steady. it never falters. you don’t look at him as you rise to your feet.

“where are you going?” he asks. you hear him rush to his feet.

“home” you say, wiping your tears as you walk up the pier.

“i’m going home” you reiterate.

you hear his footsteps behind you, following from a distance. you stop. he stops too.

“i’m going to my home. you can’t come home” you try to sound confident in your words, but they come out shaky.

“what?” he whispers, his voice now sounding more broken than before.

“darling, we can fix this. please. i-i didn’t mean it, really” he pleads, his words are rushed and stuttered, “fuck… i-i really didn’t mean it like that. i meant i don’t love you like i used to. i-it’s different, it feels different, b-but i still love you, i-“ he pauses, stepping closer, “please, star” he begs.

you turn around now. you look at him. you look him in the eyes. your eyes are wet with tears, your nose is running, your cheeks are splotchy but you don’t hide it. you want him to see it.

“will you still do anything i ask?” you question. he stares at you, you can see the tears in his eyes from the light of the moon but you never see any fall.

“of course i will. anything. anything you ask, i’ll do it” he breathes out. there’s hope in his voice.

“don’t come home. i don’t want you to stay” you say, almost demanding.

you turn on your heal quickly and walk up the pier, leaving him with the stars and the moon. you let out a choked sob, finally breaking. imploding into yourself like stars do. your light dying out, no longer shining, no longer sparkling. one day, you think, you’ll shine brighter than before, but not right now.

[youredreamingofroo]

Goodbye? I don't think so. I hope not. A very, very long rant about storage (🙄), simblr and whatever the fuck else I go on about for a few paragraphs. Skip to the end at the gold text for a more.... "definitive" answer. Especially if you want to skip the nitty gritty and sappy wappy.

i dont know what to do anymore, I freed up 18 GBs of space it all managed to go down the drain in literally an hour, Im moving my blender things to my external HDD, because that alone is 20 GBs (because of Scene sizes), I just hate to free up the space because I dont want it to go right back down. This all sucks cuz I really really enjoy being on Simblr, but sims 4 just continues to be a nuisance, whether its actual problems or its storage problems, it just always finds a way, every year, to get me to suddenly decide that im retiring until my next bout of Sims 4 hyperfixation. I love all of you guys and I love seeing how you all enjoy my work, and what I do, and I love seeing your stuff, you all make such amazing creations, granted if I stopped playing TS4, it wouldnt mean I have to stop interacting on simblr, it just wouldnt be the same. A pattern I notice anytime I start a social media platform, is that something always finds its way into completely demotivating me from posting, whether it's just literal lack of motivation, depression, realizing a project is too vast for me, storage problems, it's always something and it's always when I finally get comfortable or happy on a platform, especially after making friends, not that im saying my friends are one of the reasons I leave, thats far from it. I REALLY dont wanna take a break from Sims 4, I really really genuinely wanna start posting my story (W.A.S), but I'm not like a Sims 4 youtuber, I can't remain dedicated to one game, I play other games, I wanna play the Witcher games (or at least try to play them, I kinda suck rn), I wanna finish Detroit become human, I want to 100% Beyond two souls (and DBH), I wanna finish Disco elysium (started and never fucking finished 💀), I want to play Baldur's Gate 3, I mean, I purchased it at full price and I can't even play the game??... 😮‍💨 You get the point. At this point I wouldn't consider this a "goodbye," note, not... necessarily? I just get so frustrated having no storage, not to mention the fact that I need storage to literally do the stuff I do, like make edits, make poses, make renders, so the fact that I can't even do that, is just like... what's the point of even having Sims 4 anymore at that point? But I don't wanna leave simblr, I don't want to stop creating. It's funny, as I write this, I continue to give myself more and more of a reason to leave, the only real thing that's stopping me is just the fact that there's so many nice people here, I know that if I stopped playing the sims 4, I'd probably move onto another game (BG3................,,,,,..) and leave tumblr, or, at least leave Simblr. Which as I (think) said before, that's sad, I'd be sad, I'd miss people like Lori (groovetrys) and Lauren (miralure), June (circusjuney), Jade (gamyrmaiden), Anna (holocene-sims), butter (buttertrait), Fae (acuar-io), Verco (vercosims) and god, so many others, and sorry to break the atmosphere suddenly, but as I'm writing this, I'm listening to "In another life," from Everything everywhere all at once and it's making this very emotional for me, so if it gets sappy I apologize.

And I guess to be... insanely honest, as much as I want to release my story (trust me, I REALLY want to), I'm slowly beginning to realize more and more how not-easy it's gonna be to make scenes, writing it is fine for me, its just setting up the scenes feels like i'm forbidden to a life of staring at a bunch of words (pose names) trying to figure out what's what, where is what, what to do, where is where, who is who, who is what, how is what, how and why, need I continue. Storytelling is so insanely important to me, I believe that despite how little I read and despite how terrible of a student I have been, and despite how poor my literature skills are, that storytelling is still so important, fuck it, poetry has been such an inspiration for me, but I don't fucking know how to write poetry?? I can barely understand poetry at times, but it's still all so beautiful to me, the concept and the fact that people use metaphors so meticulously to create an allegory for something beautiful, or traumatic or sad, like in not so berry, the concept of an ocean being alexanders "love," and cataleya drowning in it, and her realizing she's drowning in his "love," but when she wants to leave, she really wonders if she actually wants to leave, to conceptualize and create this awful relationship in the means of an ocean is so... well, not beautiful in a reality sense, but in a technical/literary sense, it's beautiful, it's expression, and THATS what im passionate about. Remember what I said about getting sappy? Yea, sorry about that. After a while, I wonder what good repeating myself does, I've said about 5 or 6 times that I don't want to leave, yet here I am, with the mouse over the uninstall button like an idiot about to press the big "DON'T TOUCH" button, perhaps it's the idea that after repeating myself over and over again, that maybe I'll make up my mind, do I do a coin flip? I never listen anyways, I always continue to flip until it lands on what I like. So... why am I still writing? To be honest, I should've stopped by now, but you can only stop a dam so much before it all comes out. I do this with my friends, when I'm sad, I pour my heart out until it's a repetitive and overcooked version of "I'm sad." I write paragraph after paragraph and I literally could've just said "I don't have storage. Considering leaving simblr," and the same message would've gotten across, and I apologize, if you're still reading this, for making such a lengthy post, but I couldn't quite help spilling a bit of water everywhere, although I guess now my little puddle of water has become a flood. I use metaphors a lot, I apologize... again.

So what does all this bullshit that I typed out mean?

I don't know. I wonder the same myself, I'm fighting a battle more fierce than the one I had with my period last week, "Do I uninstall Sims 4 so I can have more freedom, and enjoy more content? or do I continue this rigorous battle of needing storage for the sake of a tumblr page, my enjoyment for writing and other shit I do in the sims 4?" I cannot say I will take a hiatus, because I will procrastinate, and I will forget completely about posting, and tumblr in general. I do still, at the very least, want to release my Official Teaser for my story, whether it be my last post or not, and at the very least, I want to introduce you to the characters, whether it be my last post(s) or not. Not to mention the fact that I want to continue sharing about Roo even if it's not about sims 4 anymore, I mean hell, I haven't even finished off the Leo and Roo part of his timeline.

For an INCREDIBLY watered down answer on whether or not this is goodbye, I say to you, not in this moment, not definitive enough for you yeah? Well, that's the thing, I don't have a definitive answer, you could fucking tear apart this entire college essay mat-pat style, and still not have a definitive fucking answer, and that's because I don't, sorry to all the people who don't want to listen to me rant or who want a clear answer, but I just don't have one. I've been known to make impulsive and on the whim (when I'm really emotional) decisions, and this is a situation where I don't want to do that, because I care about what I have here with ya'll.

If this ends up being one of my last posts, I bid you all adieu, I love you all, and I thank you so so so much for the laughs, and for the mutual connection we may or may not have had, I do not know if I'll make any actual posts for the next few days as I consider my decision, I will float around of course and continue reblogging this and that, and commenting and liking, etc etc. There's also a chance I may wake up tomorrow and look at this and think I was just being overly emotional about this stuff, and that now I look like an idiot, which is the case 9 times out of 10.

[future-dregs]

Ep. 1 & 2 Bullet Points

I was gonna post my thoughts about the episodes in real time, but then I got caught up in it and didn't do that. So now, I'm summarizing.

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Sam had houseplants in his windowsill.

Can't decide if Dean was pacing around and making noise to test Sam/give him a heads up and see how he'd react, or if that was just him being a kinda inexperienced kid.

I like that Sam was fighting with his whole body. Like, he brought his feet and legs into it. Comes across more genuine that just punching. (Also his little end of spar pat on Dean's arm? Mwah. Falling back into the rhythms already.)

Sam kept his hand scythe. In the house. Didnt leave it as far behind you claimed baby. Because as Dean said, you know what's out there.

That's two "Sammy"s, an arm across the back of the diner booth and an in unison talking moment in close succession. Dean's playing for keeps.

John fucking Winchester. Freaked out by a vengeful womans spirit for real, or ninth level cat and mousing your kids?

Dean getting thrown and pressed over the hood of the car and his "squeal like a pig" comment are stacking up in my brain. Debating about if I wanna make a sexual abuse post or not.

Also, people have been saying from the day the show aired, but that is the second time Dean carried him out.

I dont want to talk much about Mary right now, theres some episodes in later seasons with her that I havent seen, so I dont feel I have enough contact to say something accurate. But I will say this- she knew better, and she should've done better, cause it ALL comes back to her and what she did and didnt do. She doomed her family, and everyone who touched them.

I think Dean was circling around to try again. In hindsight we know he was hanging out for hours before coming in (and oh how bitter bitter it is to see him young and "careless" like that, and have to amend it knowing how very very frightened he actually was) so I think it stands to reason that Dean would skulk around a little longer afterward as well.

Episode 2!

First off, really like that Sam's dream, though still with that beautiful early season low saturation, has more color, and brighter colors (pink in the bouquet, red candles, ect) than the real world does.

Also very funny to see Dean being the one who wants to open up and talk about feelings, and dealing with loss in a healthy way.

Also Dean offering the car to Sam for comfort because that's how Dean feels in control and comforted is killing me.

"Lookit this friggin bear!" My love my love I'm kissing you on the face.

Y'know you never see those shell necklaces anymore? But they kinda rocked.

Also I'm not gonna get pedantic about them getting the mythos wrong (don't get used to it, I LOVE being pedantic, esp with things I actually know about), so I'm not gonna mention it again, but oh! they got the mythos wrong.

Now. I've mentioned this briefly before, but its intriguing to me that in an episode about a corrupting hunger, we see Sam start down the path of vengeance AND get horny over his brother. He's growing enamored with Dean again, and he's watching him when he interacts with other people, looking for threats. Both physical, and not.

(I have a whole separate post in the works about Sam standing bodily between the victims and the threat, but suffice to say, babydoll I love you and you chosen efforts towards goodness from the bottom of my heart.)

Back to above point. Girl of the week kisses Dean's cheek, Sam comes over, sits on that side of him, and stares at that spot on Dean's cheek until he gives him the keys.

Fly by night away from here/change my life again/fly by night goodbye my dear - they knew how to use their music for effect. Also my introduction to Rush, years ago. Thanks guys.

So I think that about covers the thoughts I thunk while watching. Next time I'll try to at least make active notes if I'm not live blogging through it.

[bigbumder96]

account introduction thing!!!??

ngl i feel a bit goofy doing this🙁

general:

name: darcie

age: im a minor😭

gender: girl (she/her :3 )

sexuality: lesbian

from/live in: england unfortunately😣 east london specifically, or essex depending on if u focus on the postcode or the london borough😭 officially its east london tho

interests:

tv shows:

- the inbetweeners

- white gold

- station 19 (still have to catch up on the latest episode lmao

- 9-1-1 (also still have to catch up one episode😭)

- fresh meat

- ted lasso

- heartbreak high (both the old version and the reboot !!! i dont prefer one over the other, although i do tend to post about the 90s one more lmaooo)

- friday night dinner

- this country

- call the midwife

- ackley bridge

- baby reindeer (i wouldnt exactly call it an interest, this show fucking traumatised me, but i watched it like last week😭)

- phoenix rise

- moment of eighteen (a k-drama btw!!)

- move to heaven (also a k-drama!!)

- there she goes

- benidorm

- skins (only gen 2 tho im afraid😞)

- the inBESTigators (dont judge lmfao😭😭😭)

- little lunch (i cant theyre js both such good shows)

- dodo (a cartoon)

- taskmaster (only season eight tho for the icon joe thomas‼️)

- mr bigstuff

- supacell

im currently watching derry girls and jamie johnson atm !!

films:

- the shawshank redemption

- the green mile

- goodbye charlie bright (my absolute fav omg)

- the business

- the football factory (theyre making the sequel to this at my school im so happy i love nick love films😍i didnt see nick love himself tho💔)

- good will hunting

- bohemian rhapsody

- dead mans shoes

- ferris buellers day off

- harry brown

- little miss sunshine

- the inbetweeners movie

- the inbetweeners 2

- white chicks

- the basketball diaries

- mid90s

- spiderman: into the spider-verse

- spiderman: across the spider-verse

music:

- alex g (fav song: too many to put here, but if i had to pick then prolly the whole race, trick, and rules album, as well as hope (the song) and bobby (also the song)😭)

- tv girl (fav song: better in the dark, louise, and daughter of a cop)

- the fratellis (fav song: for the girl)

- the killers (fav song: read my mind and andy youre a star)

- the smiths (fav song: girl afraid, bigmouth strikes again, and this night has opened my eyes. guys i swr i liked them songs before they got popular im acc rly annoyed at the tiktofication of bigmouth strikes again and this night has opened my eyes😣)

- queen (fav song: spread your wings and long away)

- the stone roses (fav song: i wanna be adored and made of stone. basic i know���😣)

my ALL-TIME FAV - the jam (fav song: when youre young, eton rifles, pity poor alfie / strangle, david watts)

- oasis (live forever. icba to type ‘fav song’ anymore😭)

- mitski (why didnt you stop me, goodbye my danish sweetheart, me and my husband, your best american girl, once more to see you, etcetera…)

extras:

- im into football and i am a big arsenal fan !!!! my fav player is def martin ødegaard, and i may or may not be one of those deluded emile smith-rowe fans who think that hes gonna have a huge comeback and be like he was two seasons ago🤫🤫🤫

(edit: im gonna kms he left arsenal🙁)

i also support england as a country (obviously) plus a tad bit of dagenham amd redbridge, because they are my local ! (before you call me a glory hunter, ive supported arsenal since i was 3 because thats what my mum and grandparents support!!! also its a bit hard to support your local when not all the games are televised and you cant afford a season ticket, not to mention i had no clue who dagenham and redbridge were when i was choosing a football team, because i had no clue how leagues worked and i didnt gaf about football tbh💀)

- i like webtoons! my fav is jacksons diary, our walk home, and crystal city killers😱 (please does anyone have any cute wlw webtoon recs im so desperate)

- in year seven my drama teacher made us watch a play (on the screen, not irl) called slowtime but we didnt get to finish it💔my teacher spoiled the ending but i didnt care and tracked down the rest of that video bcs slowtime is such a good play i love everything abt it😍

- last year i was obsessed with this book series called football academy (written by tom palmer) and it was genuinely so good but there was nobody myp age cuz it was for kids💔i dont rly read them anymore, but the interest is still there if someone by chance has read them please contact me and have a conversation with me about it🙏🙏🙏

- i also have a very obscure interest about london boroughs??? like i dont even know a lot about them, i just love talking about/watching videos about london boroughs... i blame the lb guy on tiktok

i apologise as this was very long, and i probably wont even post that much😭 sorry for the yapping tho🙏🙏🙏

[jsabharmonichavoc]

Actual proper goodbye because a pinned post edit isn't gonna do it: from yours truly. Shouldve made this sooner but I didn't have the guts, way to go eli!

I've decided a long time ago that I genuinely dont have the passion for this project anymore. I still love this AU, I still love the story, but forcing myself to attempt to create something to put out for the world (which was the comic, but then became an animatic in an attempt to save my passion) really fucked me up mentally?? I always thought that if I didn't share my stuff with the world that I was putting a story to waste. A mid ass story in my case. I also just wanted to appease the masses that don't even exist, I was basically competing against myself if that made sense.

Please don't do what I did. I do not want anyone to repeat my mistakes, it genuinely took a toll on my self esteem and it was a very dark time mentally because of it. If you aren't happy with a story/project or lost interest, please don't force yourself to keep working on it/take a break. Art is supposed to be fun, not stressful.

I won't delete this blog, too precious for me to do, I'll just keep it up for archival purposes, still got some stuff I'm proud of. I'm gonna br active on tumblr and stuff obviously. I might get this story out one day, just on a refurbished blog that isn't this one. I can't stand to look at this blog. (/hj but also not joking)

If you wanna keep supporting my stuff, please check out my art blog, @elisartstuff ! I might post my JSAB content on there (its primarily OSC based but yeah. It's also flopping WAUH.)

Long overdue apology, I am. I am so sorry about that.

You can ask me shit idk

TLDR; Eli decides to end this blog because forcing himself to work on a mid ass story despite not being passionate about it fucked him up mentally.

Anyways as one of my fav songs go, "Good goodbye, again."

- eli / @irrelevaantidiot

(This pic is me with this blog)

[zhvakinnn]

minahal kita higit pa sa sarili ko, Diyos ko

Jean x reader

Warnings: angst

A/N: the title was from a Filipino song i heard and aaaaaa i dont understand the words much but its making me sad:')

🍓as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me 🍓

"I understand.." the only thing you spilled in your mouth

Jean just stand there looking down at you, guilty

How dare he, you love him more than anything but he ended up caughting someone's eye's

You've been together for 20 years and this is how he pay you

"I'm sorry"..." I know"

"(name) i-" he stopped and close his mouth when your about to speak he talks again

"(name) i know what you're thinking, that i didn't loved you, (name) your the one and only-"

" until i wasn't?"

"please let me finish.." you stayed silent there

"your the one and only in my life but...i-i just don't know ok when you've been busy in your work i feel like you aren't there anymore"

Now full of anger how the hell did he that to you before he even speak again you slam your palm on the table between him and you

"because i WAS working hard jean while you..you. You were just there i tried everything jean I've been trying. Remember that anniversary night when i was late i had to beg my manager to let me off early so i can go out with you and that's why the other day i was there all night because i have to cut my schedule that day, see while you're there whoring with some woman who will fuck other guy!"

"enough!" Now his the one who slam the table

"just stop.."

"stop what? Telling the truth? Jean i gave you my whole life... Minahal kita higit pa sa sarili ko...Diyos ko ( I loved you more than myself...dear lord) "

He opened his mouth but no words escape

"you can fucking leave now jean, i dont care where you go, or you i don't care about you jean so leave now, you are not staying here after getting the dick with somebody else than your wife"

He watches as you let the ring fall off your finger and threw it on his face

"i dont care if you sell the shit, and I don't care how expensive that is.. tomorrow were getting a divorced paper"

He took the bags and his hat and nodded at you

" goodbye ( name)"

he gave you a sad smile. But you gave him a bitter frown

"goodbye jean"

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I'm learning Tagalog and I really wanna listen to Ben&Ben songs!

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