#lawd that was a text dump

[venomous-qwille]

Hello 👋🏻!!!

Your art and story are amazing!!! Truly beautiful!!! I can’t wait for more of both!!!

I’m happy that you update every two weeks!!! But at the same time it’s torture to wait!!!

I would like to write an original story with your DCA OCs in it would that be ok?

Also is it ok to write a story inspired by yours?

Your DCA characters are just so amazing that I would like to write about them.

I would write an author’s note stating that they belong to you and a link to your tumblr.

But if your not ok with it I would understand.

Hi! Thankyou so much, I'm really glad you are enjoying the story and the characters!

My feelings about people writing GITM related fic are two-fold:

On the one hand, I am OVER THE MOON that people feel inspired to write about the characters, I'm deeply flattered and happy and I would love to read peoples fic about my OCs. As for writing stories inspired by GITM: please go ahead! I originally started the idea because I desperately wanted to read something with a 'multiple-DCAs-forced-to-interact' concept, and couldn't find it! I would be very happy if this became something more people were doing. Obviously I'd appreciate being tagged in anything people create :)

On the other hand, there are only 3 chapters of GITM out! The boys are pretty complicated characters and I'd like people to have a better understanding of who they are in GITM canon before they get whisked away to be used in other plotlines. My preference would probably be that people wait until a few more Ghost in the Machine chapters are out first, but that is not a hard boundary for me. Speaking of which: my only hard boundary is that people don't write about lore that I have discussed in the discord or private chats before I get a chance to reveal it in fic. There are a number of moments I am deeply looking forward to writing and it would feel like a slap to have others try to do it first, honestly. Shortfics make me less nervous than longfics. NSFW is fine, please still tag/credit me if you are using the characters, I just wont reblog it on main. My boundaries around NSFW content have changed and I am no longer comfortable giving blanket perms for people to make NSFW GITM content.

If you are still unsure if I will be ok with something please just ask me first.

The further I get into GITM, the less nervous I will be about fanwork! It is still early days for the story and the characters, but all the same I am very happy people feel so inspired! tl;dr I am cool with transformative work of GITM and my OCs, just don't spoil or snipe the lore

[augustinescruelsummer]

I was wondering if you could do story with hangmanx f!reader where she finds out she's pregnant and has to tell him? It's phenomenal that you're only 16 and your writing is so creative!

YOURE GOING TO HATE ME | J.SERESIN

WOOH LAWD this is ANGSTYYYY. why am i LIKE this. Its fluffy at the end doe. :)   Thank u for requesting and thank you for the compliment <3

WC: 1.3k 

SONG: is shallow and hold my hand by lady gaga. listened to them while writing this. hope u like ❤️🫡

this is a very indulgent and special piece to me, because of the state of America right now. I’m not pregnant or anything but I wanted to write this with the mindset of any struggling pregnant women out there right now. You are loved, you are valued. All the love and peace, char.

Jake was due to be back from training within the next thirty minutes, and you desperately tore open the packaging of the tests. You had ran to the corner store when you opened your tracking app and realized how late you were. Trying to not sound paranoid as you drove to pick them up was almost impossible. What were you going to do if they came back positive? You decided to ignore that horrifying thought in your mind, not because you didn’t want to have kids, you did, but because of Jake. You knew his career was taking off to new levels and the last thing he probably wanted was a child holding him back. Recently, with him being called back to TopGun, you’ve felt the pressure of him being in the Navy. Were you doing enough with your life? He was a top fighter pilot in the nation, graduated from TopGun, and was now being called back due to his skill. You were a simple middle school teacher. How could you ever amount to the amount of credibility he had?

You took a deepbreath and hurriedly dumped the tests on the bathroom sink, and fiddled with the packaging on the first one. The cardboard ripped open aggressively from your rushing, pieces of it flying everywhere. You grabbed the test out of the plastic, and tried not to let your hands tremor as you read the paper instructions. “This is kinda weird,” you murmured at the situation, letting yourself take the test. You were desperate to find some sort of humor in this situation, but there was little to none. What if he left? Would you have to raise the child by yourself? Would he even pay for the child support? Your heart was thumping as you put the test on a piece of toilet paper, and let it sit on your counter. Still sitting on the toilet seat, you put your head in your hands. You should have more trust in Jake, you chastised yourself internally. But with what was going on in the world, you could never be sure. What if he wanted you to get an abortion? What if he thought the baby would get in his way? What if you miscarried? Could you even be a good enough mom? The thoughts were swimming in your mind and you were drowning in them. You needed Jake, but you knew his heart would crush with hurt if he found out you were thinking like this. When the first test was halfway through, you grabbed the second stick and hurriedly repeated the same process.

They sat on the bathroom counter side by side, the clock ticking away. You unlocked your phone to see one text from Jake from twenty minutes ago. It was him saying he was on his way home. You looked at the clock anxiously, knowing you were running out of time. Right as your time was up, you heard his keys in the front door. You flipped the two tests over with shaky hands, seeing the same results. Positive. The pieces of plastic stared back into you, and you cupped your hands on your face trying to hold back a sob. The tossing of keys into one your decoration bowls loudly echoing throughout the house made you find the energy to reach over and lock the door. Your hands were trembling, the world spinning around you. You could hear Jake somewhere off calling your name, clearly having no clue where you were. Your hand slid down over your mouth, stifling that quiet cry you were desperate to let out. To find the hidden silver lining in this situation. You slid down the bathroom wall, the pink plastic still clenched in your hand so tightly it made your hand turn white. Your erratic breathing alerted Jake to where you were, and his banging on the bathroom door brought you back to reality.

“Honey, what’s going on? I can hear you in there, I’m worried,” he called out urgently from the other side of the door. He knocked hardly two more times, the pounding on your shared bathroom door doing nothing to help your nausea. “I’ll throw this goddamn door down if I need too!” His voice went up an octave when he said that, the raised voice scaring you. You knew it was out of care and concern, but you were so frazzled you had no clue what to think. Your mouth hung open before words finally came out. “Jake,” you stuttered out slowly, “You’re going to hate me.” A choked sob came out of your mouth at the thought of his disappointed face, him telling you that you used protection. That the tests were wrong. That there had to be some way out of this. Him telling you that he couldn’t put his career at risk for a child. “Honey,” he urged, his forehead pressed on the other side of the bathroom door, “Just please let me in.” From your position on the bathroom floor, you leaned over with a weak arm, unlocking the bathroom door. Jake flew the door open the second he heard the unlock, hitting the bathroom wall with a BANG. the sound made you jump, and Jake instantly made his way over to your shaking figure. 

You were inconsolable, the trash from the gets thrown around the bathroom. The toilet seat was still up, the test still in your hand. You were squeezing it to death, desperate to hide it from him for a moment longer. “No!” You mumbled as he reached over to grab your hand, kneeling down in front of you. Jake quickly wiped the tears from your face, but more kept flowing. “Honey, I need you to breathe for me. Focus on my voice. Follow my breathing pattern.” He grabbed the hand without the test and squeezed it. He knew your love language was touch, so he leaned into you and kissed your temple lightly. Slowly, your breathing returned to normal, and your grip on the test slowly released. Carefully, Jake flipped it over, his heart dropping when he saw it. Positive. You were pregnant. 

“No,” you cried out as you read his expression, “I told you you would hate me, Jake! Oh God!” The cries came from your shaking body, and your attempt to not hyperventilate was shakily succeeding. His bewildered expression met your eyes, his head constantly shaking from left to right. He grabbed both of your hands in his, holding them up in front of his lips. Giving each a chaste kiss, he grabbed your jaw softly. “Baby, I could never hate you. I’m overjoyed. I know it wasn’t the time we were planning, but it’ll work just as well, hm?” You slowly nodded your head and Jake smiled in adoration at you, his eyes dropping down to your belly. He leaned over you to start the bath, testing the temperature for you. He made sure it was just how you usually like it, as usual. You stood up, letting yourself fall into his arms. You stood in front of the mirror embracing, as steam slowly danced around the bathroom beginning to fog the mirror up. Jake spun you to face the mirror, and you grimaced at your reflection. 

“You,” he kissed your cheek with a giddy grin, “are carrying my baby? Honey, I couldn’t be more honored. Of course I want this baby, but if you want to look at other options then we can. It’s your body.” Your heart melted at his words, one of your arms going to snake around the nape of his neck in comfort. You let your hands grab at the hair there, staring into his blue eyes. “I want to keep it,” you whispered softly and Jake’s grin expanded. “We’re going to be the best parents,” he said. Jake enveloped you in a kiss with him as your bathwater ran in the background. 

Everything would be okay.

[hanjisungs-bigtittyg0thgf]

Ahsldjflsla born in 2005 and already 16 mah lawd. I'm in my late 20's but thinking about that makes me feel like an old lady 👵

Side piece! What a fucking jackass. 😤 Glad you found out before you actually dated him. I had my hoochie mama days from like age 19-22ish. Too many fuck bois. 💀 And one bitch ass who couldn't get over the fact that I was like 2 years younger than his baby sister. 🙄

My family doesn't know shit. Hahhaha. I've never had a committed bf. And definitely never met anyone worth bringing home for them to meet during my tinder sexcapades. For all they know, I've never even kissed anyone. My dad's a party animal so we drink quite a bit. Mom's a party pooper haha. But they both would've judged the outfit I wore to the Ateez concert. Just a taaad bit scandalous 😏 I also have tatts. One deathly hallows behind my ear and a..wait for it..a snake on my ankle dun dun dun. Parents obviously hate the snake. But I used to have a pet snake and that's him tattooed on my ankle. Lol. Only ear piercings though. 5 on each ear.

Omg your dad is a PK. One of my friends from youth group is a PK. He's the most wild one out of all of us. Absolute heathen 🤣

-✨

yeahhhhh men kinda really suck sometimes. so the timeline is in the side piece -> six months later i start dating my first bf (i’m 17 he’s 15) -> four months later i got dumped the day he turned 16 (thanks babe 😐) -> a week later i’m talking to this other guy and we date for two months until i find out he’s been texting other girls, including my sister’s friend who was 14 when we were about to turn 18 -> literally single all of college

i’m trying to live my whore days now (at least aesthetically lmao) but i don’t have much money for clubbing and i’m terrified of random hookups 💀 i live vicariously through my writing and wait for my best friend to hit me up with some nasty shit. the kicker there is we met ten years ago at church- 💀

i did a thanxx era jongho-esque look but i incorporated some makeup from mingi and seonghwa and did my own graphic liner for the concert. tame. buttttt i dressed like a slut when i went clubbing the weekend before the show and then again two weeks ago lmao. i have one tattoo (an ink splat semicolon) with plans to get more and i have my ears pierced (just one on each ear :/) but after i graduate i’m getting my septum done.

look bestie preachers’ kids and teachers’ kids are the worst behavedddddd and he was both 💀 grandma was a teacher and poppy was a preacher. i was kinda friends with the PKs at my old church but my current church, i haven’t talked to the PKs since i was in middle school 💀

[meanwhileinoz]

The Weeknd Was Spotted Kissing His Ex At Coachella And Fans Have Thoughts

The Weeknd took the stage this weekend at Coachella and basically brought the entire desert to tears. Performing songs from his new EP, the singer and songwriter was brought to tears himself while singing “Call Out My Name.”

Fans online were watching a live stream from the California desert (probably crying into their pillows and texting their ex from 4th grade). The song, which is rumored to be about ex-girlfriend Selena Gomez, definitely pulls at the heartstrings with its raw and candid lyrics.

But, after his show, The Weeknd was seen with his other ex-girlfriend, Bella Hadid. Numerous sources reported to “People Magazine” that Hadid and The Weeknd were seen “all over each other”

The Weeknd and Bella were sitting on each other’s laps and all over each other all night long. They definitely looked like they were fully back together.

It comes as a slight surprise to some fans–but, others are happy to hear that their man is back with someone who appreciates him, unlike Gomez who dumped him for her ex, Justin Bieber.

Am I the only one that wants The Weeknd and Bella Hadid back together?

— happy (@adriknows) April 14, 2018

bella hadid was at coachella watching the weeknd perform & was seen cheering him on multiple times during his entire set pic.twitter.com/lIwMgQxFz1

— asstrid 🇩🇴 (@astriddaisy) April 14, 2018

It’s my birthday and @theweeknd and @bellahadid were kissing all night at Coachella. Life is right again.

— natalieadriana (@natalieadriana4) April 16, 2018

“bella hadid was at coachella watching the weeknd perform & was seen cheering him on multiple times during his entire set” i’m🙃not🙃crying🙃

— julide (@GigiHadidFan) April 14, 2018

BELLA HADID AND THE WEEKND ARE BACK TOGETHER AND IM LIVING MY BEST LIFE WOW

— sara j (@jarasobe) April 16, 2018

There were also some rumors that The Weeknd was seen “cozy” with Chanel Jeffries, a model, and DJ who is also another ex of Justin Bieber.

The Weeknd x Chantel Jeffries pic.twitter.com/elM4TR7jBj

— Hype And Power (@hypeandpower) April 15, 2018

But, Jeffries and Hadid are close friends–so, I don’t think anything truly went down there.

Chantel Jeffries was really out Here with Bella @ The Weeknd’s Show Lowkey Scheming “If Ever” lol Bella Unfollowed her to…Lawd Have Mercy pic.twitter.com/qrBEMZw5Pw

— Kevin Morris (@KEV3DITS) April 16, 2018

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