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sarahsmi13s · 2 years ago

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Okay but taking care of an injured Ethan!rhett as he’s exploring the village tehehehe 🤭🤭🤭

Okay but what if you’re also a child of Mother Miranda? But you obviously hate her

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Rhett’s hands are ripped to shit when he runs into you.

He’s just escaped your sister and is currently trying to avoid your crazy nieces. So he’s a little on edge.

“Who the fuck are you?”

You notice his hands. “You’re hurt,” you say softly as you approach him. He points his pistol at you, “Dont touch me.”

“Let me help you.”

His eyes are wild when he looks at you, dilated with adrenaline. He recognizes from the meeting before he had to run from your brother. “How am I sure I can trust you?”

“Because I want to save your daughter just as much as you do.”

He looks at you confused and you sigh.

“My mother is batshit crazy. She created me against my will in hopes of bringing my sister back.” You turned your back to him and let your over shirt fall to expose your back and the large scar there.

Rhett’s expression softened and he lowered his weapon.

“She’s turned us into monsters… Rose doesn’t deserve that.”

He gently gripped your shoulder, “You’re not a monster.” “Cause I’m not 9 feet tall?” He chuckled, “Well, that certainly helps, but no.”

He turned you to face him. “Can you shoot a gun?” You nod, “Of course, I work a mean bow and arrow too.”

You gently held his hand, “Now can I help you? Your hands are fucked up.” He laughed, “Please, I have the ingredients and the recipe for a ‘chem fluid’? But don’t know what the hell im doing.”

Nodding you find a table and he sits out the ingredients. As he reaches for the recipe, you’re already combining things.

“You certainly know what you’re doing,” he said, impressed at your efficiency.

“I sure hope so…” You looked at him over your shoulder, “I wrote the recipe.”

And as you and Rhett make your way through the village you slowly fall in love as you patch each other up.

And once you save Rose, and he’s trying to sacrifice himself, saying he’s too far gone. You pass the baby off to Chris and kneel with Rhett.

“You trust me, right?”

“‘Course I do, Doll… But I’m dead, I’ve been dead for years. I was livin’ on borrowed time anyway..”

Tears slipped down your face as you held his, “I’m not letting you go that easy Abbott.”

He rested his forehead on yours, grabbing your hand. “I’m beyond saving…”

“No,” you shook your head. “No, you’re not.”

Chris came over and helped you get Rhett to the helicopter.

By the time you get there, his eyes are closed and his breathing is shallow.

You and Chris lay him down.

Chris holds onto to Rose as you hover over Rhett.

“No, no, no. That bitch will not take another person from me. She won’t take another person I love.”

You take Chris’s knife and slice open your palm and a spot on Rhett’s chest after ripping his shirt.

You press the bloody palm of your hand into the open gash on his chest. Tears falling down your face, “Cmon Cowboy… you can’t die. Not now, not after what you went through. Rose needs you.. I need you.”

“Rhett I swear if you die on me, I’ll kill you.”

Then his eyes shot open and he sat up, taking deep breaths.

Laughing in relief, you sat back.

You punched his shoulder.

“Ow!” “Don’t do that asshole!”

You both stare for a minute before he wraps you in a hug.

Rose cries and Rhett pulls away.

“Where’s my baby girl? Chris-” “I’ve got her, Abbott,” he passes her over. “Is she hurt?” “Nothing we can see, but there might be some damage to her ears.”

“Miranda wouldnt have physically hurt her,” you assure him.

He nods and presses a light kiss to your lips. “Thank you,” he whispered. You only nod and rest your head on his shoulder.

okay I need to write a more in-depth piece on this now 😫😫

@sebsxphia

#💌 we just got a letter #lovinglyeternal <33 #my lovely mutuals #smiling mutals #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #resident evil village #resident evil au #ethan winters

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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hi maddy ily

hi auggy ily

#mutal love letters 💌#auggy<3

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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in reference to this post, ur blog reminds me of a picnic on a nice sunny yet cool day, with pink picnic blankets and a day spent writing love letters <3 pen ink and old yellowed paper, cursive and fruits!!!

the love letters are to you, my cat, and fictional characters <3 💌

#mutal love letters 💌#maddie rambles

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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i’m dog sitting and re-watching a tv show i had forgotten about, but i’m so taking a nap later

(p.s. ily)

to all my mutuals hi hru guys ily all

#mutal love letters 💌#auggy<3

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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YOUR THEME IS SO GORGEOUS AAAA I LOVE IT SM <33333

AHHH THANK YOU LOVELY IM ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT !!!!

💖💖💖

#mutals #mutal love letters 💌

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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I posted 827 times in 2022

That's 509 more posts than 2021!

47 posts created (6%)

780 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@peterthepark

@heytherejulietx

@indouloureux

@fleurfairie

@hellfirebabes

I tagged 145 of my posts in 2022

#doctor who - 11 posts

#maddie speaks ✩‧₊˚ - 10 posts

#maddie rambles - 9 posts

#simplymurdock - 9 posts

#eleventh doctor - 8 posts

#halsey - 7 posts

#spotify - 6 posts

#mutal love letters 💌 - 6 posts

#doctor who eleventh - 6 posts

#maddie after dark 🌃🩸🔪 - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 107 characters

#i feel like he would be down to just walk around the museum with and talk about everything and i’ll let him

My Top Posts in 2022:

Into It

summary: you gush about your boyfriend JJ (i honestly can’t think of anything to put so sorry it’s short)

pairing: jj maybank x gender neutral! reader

warnings: that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 814 words

authors note: so this once again another fluffy jj imagine is anyone shocked? Anyways this one was surprisingly hard to write even though i had my basic ideas and plot down nothing was coming when i was typing it out. Which is why it is so short. Anyways i hope you all had an amazing new year and enjoyed your break. (my request are open just please make

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Mystery Box

summary: you suprise the doctor with a mysterious small box.

pairing: 11th doctor x reader

warnings: fluff, just prue fluff (that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 896 words

authors note: so this is another short one, but since it’s february i wanted to write more fluffy stuff. and who better to start it off with then none other then the doctor i have a build-a-bear of. this is also hugely inspired by @heytherejulietx 11th doctor works that y’all should definitely check out. but i really hope y’all enjoy it <3 (also my request are open so please make sure you read the rules before making a request!)

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115 notes - Posted February 5, 2022

So You Need A Time Machine?

summary: after (y/n)’s laptop crashes a familiar doctor comes to her rescue.

pairing: eleventh doctor x reader

warnings: fluff/comfort, some cursing, it’s mostly fluff (that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 1148 words

authors note: When @heytherejulietx tells you your writing is amazing you write more immediately. This truly brought me so much joy to write and i loved the thought of the doctor with a companions that is an art history major. so don't be surprised if i write more things like this cause i already want to do something with river and this character type. (also my requests are open so please make sure you read the rules before making a request!)

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Hey! I’d love to request an eleventh doctor x reader where the doctor is completely dependent on and in love with the reader - she’s his anchor - but he doesn’t tell her cause you know… he’s the doctor. The reader is oblivious to those feelings and one day something happens - you choose what - and he might lose the reader. What will he do when he might possibly lose his anchor?

Her Doctor

summary: What happens when the Doctor’s anchor slowly loses herself in the asylum of the Daleks.

pairing: eleventh doctor x fem!reader

warnings: cruising, mentions of losing someone and death, some angst but I make it up with some fluff in the end and sprinkled about. (that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 4,154 words

authors note: this hands down the longest thing i’ve written on here and it took forever. this lovely request came from @okay-j-hannah who you can blame for allowing me to write some sad shit (i’m 100% being sarcastic here lol). but in all seriousness thank you so much for requesting i really hope you enjoy this <3 (my requests are open so please make sure you read the rules before making a request!)

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My #1 post of 2022

Alone

summary: after getting separated from everyone in the hotel with changing hallways you corner yourself into a room. only to be met with your greatest fear.

pairing: eleventh doctor x reader

warnings: cruising, and description of fear but other than i don’t think there’s any. (that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 1700 words

authors note: the god complex it one of my favorite episodes mostly cause i like creepy eerie mystery type stuff and this hopefully fulfilled that same thing. (also my requests are open so please make sure you read the rules before making a request!)

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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amber… how do you write their dynamic so well?!?

like we were robbed and you are just feeding us the things we need !!!

eddie munson, who doesn’t really have any female family members in his life and not many girl friends, sees max mayfield from across the trailer park sometimes and just gets an urge to be there for her, especially after vecna

eddie munson who sees max come home angry after a bad day, and knocks on her door five minutes later with some leftover brownies and a movie. she doesn’t confide in him what’s wrong, and he doesn’t mind, because they watch a movie together and eat enough brownies until they feel sick and max if left feeling happy and full, and eddie sees that as a success

eddie munson who offers max a lift to school on rainy days so she doesn’t have to bike there. he lets her use her own tapes in the van (because she has an awesome music taste) and starts keeping the van stocked with mints just for her

eddie munson who lets her come over to his trailer when her mom isn’t home so she doesn’t have to be alone. wayne quickly becomes fond of the young girl and weekly dinners with her at the trailer soon become a thing. max starts getting hooked on metal music after spending so much time with him and eddie shows her some chords on guitar when she asks

eddie munson who gets shocked when a certain album — kill ‘em all — makes max stiffen up and get upset, and he fumbles to turn the cassette off so quickly but it’s too late and the floodgates have already opened, and the first time eddie hugs max is when she breaks down on his bedroom floor because she hadn’t heard the music that billy used to since right after he died

eddie who slowly brings max out of her shell again, who she grows comfortable with and attached to because eddie is everything that billy should have been to her, and in no way is he trying to replace him, but god he loves max so much and she really is his sister who lives across the trailer park

#mutal love letters 💌#maddie rambles

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simplyhale · 2 years ago

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ahhhh thank you lovely ilysm 💞💞💞

The City Light’s

summary: peter shows you that the city truly never sleeps, especially during the holiday season.

pairing: tasm!peter parker x gender neutral !reader

warnings: just some teeth rotting fluff

word count: 2,349 words

authors note: so does this kinda suck? yes, yes it does. but this is what happens when you reread @peterthepark and @indouloureux andrew’s peter stuff. not to mention i couldn’t stop thinking about how cute something like this would be

The crisp, drying, New York winter weather wasn’t always your favorite thing. Of course taking this coldness over hot summer days. In your eyes it was easier to put on more layers than having to deal with trying to find a way to cool yourself off. So, here you stood, on the top of your apartment building’s roof. The crappy lock was quite the easiest thing in the world you had ever picked. Squatting down near the brick railing resting your elbows on it as you look over the city. Winter was your favorite season, just from the decorations alone filled your excitement. The city that never sleeps truly never sleeps during the holiday season. Rather it be 24-hour lights, bell ringers trying to get donations at every corner, or the famous Santa Race. Drunk people crowding the streets dressed in either the enter Santa costume or just wearing nothing but the beard and hat.

Looking down at your feet as you pull one of your mitts off with your teeth. Your newly freed hand dug through your hoodie pocket for your phone. Pressing the power button to be met with your lockscreen. The photo taken from a full length mirror in your room, showing your boyfriend, Peter, laying on his stomach with you on top of him. The time clearly shown at the top of the screen.

12:10 a.m.

He was late. To be fair he is pretty much always late. Never fullying understanding how someone with spider powers is always late. You used to worry when he was five minutes late, thinking he had flung himself into a skyscraper and was now laying on the street with a concussion. And you still worry, just not as extreme as you used to. Understanding after he kept apologizing that he just didn’t have a strong concept of time.

Putting your phone back in your pocket and fighting with the wind as you struggled to slip the mitten back on. Hearing a pair of footsteps suddenly stumble your way. Standing up and turning around to be met with Peter in his Spidey suit. His suit being partially covered with his hoodie, the same hoodie you had on. You had gotten these for the two of you as a joke gift but they turned out to be the softest things on Earth. He reached up and pulled the mask off, his hair a mess, his cheeks and nose red, and he was huffing and puffing trying to catch his breath. “I’m late,”

“Yes, yes you are.” You nodded leaning your back on the railing.

“But I can explain.” He quickly replied, making you tilt your head slightly. This you wanted to hear, hopefully it would give you a reason on why you were both up here. Getting a random text message thirty minutes ago saying that you had to meet him up on the roof at midnight. Nothing explaining why. “I had to make sure it was perfect.”

“Make what perfect?” You asked walking up, smiling lightly up at him. “Or have you forgotten you haven’t told me anything about what we are doing?”

“But then it would ruin the surprise,”

“Oh my — Peter, you know I hate surprises,”

“Look, this one is a good one, I promise you’ll love it.” He insisted while letting you pull him closer to you by bunching up the sides of his suit.

You thought about it for a moment before looking up at him. “Fine, but if there’s any type of Lizard’s I will hose you down with bug spray.”

He chuckled, shaking his head, “Just hold on tight.” He said making your brows knit in confusion. “Where are you taking me, Spidey?” You asked, using the nickname whenever he wore the suite, to make sure you didn’t accidentally give up his identity. He smiled at you sweetly reaching up and taking your hat off, folding it up and putting it in your hoodie pocket. “Just try to keep your eyes open this time.” He remarked, smiling widely while pulling the mask back down his face. You moved to his side, wrapping your arms around his neck. He wrapped one arm around your waist as you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist. You had done this before, especially whenever you were about to miss your curfew. He waited for you to find the right grip, all while holding your waist. When you finally got comfortable enough he knew, feeling you stop moving around he starts walking.

Speed walking his way towards the railing, stepping up on it and jumping off of it. Free falling a foot before he brought his hand up and shot a wed sending the two of you forward. “Oh my god!” You screamed, never getting used to the first stomach drop. You knew Peter would never let you fall, but it still scared you everytime.

Block after block passed as your eyes were shut tightly, shoving your face into Peter’s neck. Screaming every so often, making him laugh each time you did. People looking up and watching as Spiderman and the mystery figure clinging onto him for dear life.

Finally feeling the stable ground, as stable as roofing tile can be. “Okay, you open your eyes now.” You slowly loosen your grip around him. Placing your feet on the ground and looking up at his masked face. He nodded his head towards the street, you followed as your eyes widened at the sight. There was the perfect view in the entirety of New York City. Cars filled the streets, people rushing about trying to get places as fast as possible. The sounds of bands playing on either side of the skating rink with the infamous Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree. The rainbow lights covering it all light up, not a single bulb out and the star on top shining in all its glory. Looking down the street towards the few trees that stood their trunks wrapped in lights. Altering between regular white lights to rainbow multicolored ones. It was absolutely breathtaking.

Absent-mindedly taking a step forward and slipping on one of the tiles. An arm quickly wrapped around your waist pulling you back towards him not letting you slip but more than an inch. “Whoa watch your step. It’s slipper,” Your back now pressed up against his chest, looking up at him, “It’s beautiful.” He smiled wide under his mask, seeing the absolute joy on your face. “Where did you find this place?”

“I was on patrol a couple of weeks ago watching them put up the tree, and thought you would love it.” He explained as she kept turning her back and forth between the city and him.

“I love it, thank you.” You reach up pushing his mask up and kissing his cheek.

The holiday itself wasn’t your favorite. Normally either feeling your longest, or just everything going wrong the week before. But the actual look and apella, the food, and candy, the spirit never failed to make you happy. Peter knew how you felt about this season, watching as you put on a fake smile whenever people talked about how excited they were for Christman, or what their winter break plans were. So, he knew he had to find something for you that would hopefully make this year different. Taking y’alls normal swing around the city at night to see the city lights on the bridge.

The two of you sat on that roof, cuddling up next to each other. Peter’s arm wrapped around your waist holding you close to make sure you didn’t slip again. And you had your arms around his neck, shielding your face from the cold wind every so often. Doing what you loved best, people watching. Rather it be seeing what ridiculously heavy item a man was holding on his shoulder running trying to make the subway. Or watching as someone was able to hold twenty different shopping bags, and still being able to walk perfectly fine. Or making a small bet, loser having to buy the other a drink, on what a group of obvious tourists would take a picture of. The winner was the one that guessed which build they would pose in front of the most. And of course you won. Finding it fun to watch people, and guess which one was a tourist and which one was sending their mother their daily skyline photo.

1:59 a.m.

“So, what is it this time?” Peter asked, referring to the bet. You thought about it for a moment, placing your covered finger up to your lips. “Oh! Dr. Pepper floats?!” He nodded, holding out his hand as you took it. Interlocking your fingers as you wrapped your arm around him. Him holding onto your waist like you had previously done. Except, this time you didn’t wrap your legs around him. Instead feeling a bit brave and letting them dangle. That was until the first drop had your head tucked and hidened away in Peter’s neck.

But your happiness was stronger than your fear so, you actually lifted your head from his shoulder and took a look around. Watching as you passed building after building, widow after widow. Laughing lightly when you heard a child yell, “That’s Spiderman!”.

Finally, reaching the block that your apartment building was on and landing in an alley-way. Nervous laughing as you pulled away from him, but he kept an arm around you knowing people’s legs are always a little wobbly after a swing. “I actually kept my eyes open this time!” You exclaimed in between laughs. Looking towards the entrance from the street before turning back to him, seeing everyone passing by. Reaching up and pulling his mask off, cupping his face and pulling him towards you. Kissing him passionately, feeling him smile into it as he kissed you back pulling you closing into him. Feeling every bit of your body, from the tip of your nose to tips of your fingers filled with electricity.

Pulling apart for air, but not from each other. Looking up at him with nothing but love and adherence in your eyes. Scrunching up your nose, “Thank you Peter, I really loved tonight.” You expressed as he hummed in response his eyes flickering down to you lips and then back up to eyes. “Now,” You started as you tapped his chest in the center of the spider symbol. “Someone owes me a float,”

He smirked, shaking his head as he pulled the mask back on. Turning to lead you out but you grabbed his hand stopping him, pulling him back towards you reaching into your hoodie pocket and pulled out your beanie reaching up and slipping on his head. “Can’t let Spidey walk around in the cold without the right clothing.”

The little bell rang as they walked in, making a B-line to the back wall where the ice cream was. Peter held the door open as she reached in and grabbed a small carton of vanilla ice cream. Leading the way towards the right side of the small convents store where the soda machine was. “So what will it be, Spidey?” You asked, but already knowing the answer.

“Wait, are you the real Spider-guy?” The older man behind the counter asked making the two look over at him.

“Yup,”

“That is so cool,” He breathed out in awe. Not looking away from Spiderman, watching as he filled one cup up with Coke and the other with Dr. Pepper. You had already gotten the straws, napkins, and a spoon. It was a small spoon that was made to stir coffee but it would still work. “This is so cool,”

The two of you walked over to the counter as Peter started to go into his pocket for his wallet. “Spider-guy no, I can”t let you pay, you saved my store from some robbers a couple of months ago.”

“Oh, no sir, you see Spidey here lost a bet.” You explained grinning looking between the two. The man nodded, “Ah,” making Peter sigh, “A deals, a deal.” He said handing the man the cash. “Don’t worry about the change.”

“Thanks again, Spider-guy!” He called as the two of you started out of the store. “Have a nice night!” You called back walking through the door as Peter followed with the small bell ringing as you two left.

“Now,” You started once more looping your arm through Peter’s as you started down the now not as busy sidewalk. Some people stared as you walked by in awe, in shock, and confusion. “The real question is where do we indulge in our late night snack?” You asked as he suddenly stood still, his head shooting up to the left. He snapped out of it after a second looking down at you. Even with his mask on you knew his expression was now written with empathy. Already knowing what was about to happen.

“I’m sorry,”

“Don’t be,” You held your finger. “All I need to know is if you think I need to tie this bag once or twice?”

“Twice, just to be safe.” He suggested as you nodded, tying the bag shut before taking both drinks in either hand as you held. Slipping the bag onto your wrist. “This you is going to be interesting.” You muttered stepping in front of him. Wrapping an arm around you as you jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist. And before you knew it you were back on your roof humming to Carol of the Bells, thanks to the bands surrounding the city.

#mutal love letters 💌#auggy<3

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