#oh dearrrrrr

[papayanna]

20 pages of my reading done in 1 and a half hours 😍 only 254 pages left 😍 academic weapon 🔥🫦

[wheelxr]

@boriys said: ❝ are you hurt?  did they hurt you?❞ [x]

ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ᴀᴛ ɪᴛ, Boris has been lying to her.

Under the guise of darkness in a warehouse long abandoned, the questions asked by men Nancy can only assume are dealers go unanswered. 

          Where is he? Where is he staying? Who is he working for? Who is he working with? Where are our...

The questions and their resulting blows go on until she's spitting blood, head shaking dutifully from side to side. Angry she may be, the betrayal bitter on her tongue, but Nancy is no traitor. She still cares about him, and so she won't be the reason he's found dead in the morning.

❝ No, ❞ said for what has to be the hundredth time, a gasping breath let out when a fist finds her rib and punches. Fuck. ❝ — I'm not — going to say anything. ❞ In truth, it's almost pathetic — they've been at this for hours, and for these men to continue to try and pry information from her is damn near laughable.

Or, it would be, if one of them didn't pull out a gun.

          Then we have no further use for you.

A silenced shot to her side is followed by them finally retreating, the warehouse eerily quiet. Breathing is difficult, the air tasting of rust, and when Nancy glances downward, she can already see the blooming crimson.

Act quickly, Nancy.

As one hand shifts to put pressure on the wound — and god, does that make her wince — the other shakily retrieves the cell phone in her pocket. Her location is sent to him thanks to the SOS app she'd installed with only two pushes of a button.

                          15 missed calls. 10 voicemails. 5 new text messages.

Boris knows they'd found her, then.

Only after sending her location does Nancy dial; he answers after only one ring, his panicked voice washing out her rattling breaths.

                                           ❝  are you hurt?  did they hurt you?  ❞

❝ Yes. ❞ Talking takes too much energy, her whimpered groan unable to be stifled in time as her fingers press harder against her side. God, her fingers are already stained red. ❝ Send — not you. Dangerous. ❞ For all she knows, they're still outside and waiting for him to show up; poised and ready to kill. 

Stay awake, Nancy.

❝ Ambulance. ❞

[static-x3]

[Static stares at them for a moment, an unreadable expression crossing their face before they give a small forced laugh]

"yeah... Super neat-"

(you're getting thrown onto the infinity train >:3)

[Random portal opens, sending static to a random, seemingly abandoned train station, a very long/ large train rolling up to the stop, green light filtering out from the inside of the windows]

[Static takes a moment to get their bearings, looking along the length of the train, the train cars stretching out of view both ways. They take a curious step forward, tilting their head and squinting slightly to try and see through the windows to no avail]

[kairiscorner]

hello luv, thank u so much for ur content <33 do you think you could do a comfort oneshot? just reader being overwhelmed and having a worried Miguel to take over them, its been tough lately :/

tysm for everything and a lots of luv ^-^

BDIREBCIURBIIUBVIUBIV THANK YOU DEARRRRRR aww, i hope everything's going okay now though! i hope you like this too, btw <33

the best thing that's ever happened to me. – miguel o'hara x gn!reader (comfort fic)

it was like a storm was raging in your mind, turning your train of thought over and throwing yourself into the abyss of overwhelming thoughts and the what-ifs that you believe were to happen, were gonna happen no matter what you did; because the multiverse... follows a linear path, your actions are futile against the great force that pulls and pushes everything into action, right? you didn't even realize it, but a few tears stained your shirt as you shakily took a breath in and out, snapping you back to reality as you finally felt the warmth of the tears you were shedding fall down on your chest and lap like it's raining on you. you tried wiping the tears away, hoping the hot tears would quit falling as you sniffled and muttered to yourself–begging, pleading to yourself that the crying would end soon... but it got worse the longer you forced yourself to stop.

you got angry, angry at your tears, angry at how loud everything seemed when all that filled the room was silence—you were angry at yourself for feeling this way, not even knowing why you were feeling this way. you muttered to yourself to stop it, stop it, stop crying—but that made your tears flow even more as you felt your chest tighten and get heavier. you sighed all shakily and gave in to the emotions you were feeling at that moment, a whirlwind of feelings hitting you all at once, and making you disoriented and confused about everything. you didn't wanna face it, you didn't want to dig any deeper, and much less concern someone with how you felt—but of course, your feelings can never be ignored by the one person who sees beyond that exterior of yours...

"oh, cariño, what... happened?" miguel asked you gently as he walked over to you, crouching down to your level and looking at you with nothing but concern and worry filling his eyes. his gaze was soft and endearing, he didn't look menacing nor intimidating at that moment—he'd dread for you to see him that way, especially seeing you so vulnerable and sobbing all over yourself and sniffling back your tears. he gently approached you all slowly, not wanting to startle you and make you even more scared or sad or whatever it is you were feeling. you sniffled and tried telling miguel how you felt, but no words came out of your mouth—only choked sobs of an indescribable feeling escaped your throat as you began to cry again. "i'm tired, miguel... so tired... i don't—i don't even know why i'm crying, why am i... fuck, i'm a mess... this is embarassing..." you sobbed out as miguel shushed you and gently wrapped his arms around you, practically cradling you in his big, muscular arms as a means to soothe you.

"love... i don't know what's wrong, but... if you feel like crying, go for it. if you don't feel like talking, you don't need to. i'm always, always, gonna be here for you, okay?" he whispered to you as you choked on your sobs again and leaned against him as you kept crying. you expressed to miguel how everything felt like it was crashing down on you, how nothing you did alleviated the pains and worries you were experiencing, and you—for a moment—doubted your own abilities and asked yourself just what were you good for? miguel sighed gently and brushed your stray hairs away from your face and looked at you with the softest eyes. he pressed his lips against the lower parts of your eyes and kissed your tears away; he muttered to you how perfect you already are to him, that what you're worrying about... to him, at least, isn't true. "you're so amazing, mi vida, you never... never fail to make me so, so proud of you. if i could just give you my eyes, for you to see what i see in you, i would do in a heartbeat. it hurts me so much that... you have no idea how wonderful you are, mi amor." he whispered to you in between kissing your tears away.

it may not have been the ultimate solution to your anxiety and overthinking, and it may not have taken away all your overwhelming feelings about the uncertain future—but miguel didn't ever want you to tread through these rocky paths alone, he wanted your hand in his as he walks alongside you and takes on every challenge that comes your way with you, and be with you for both the good and the bad times, because he loves you too much to bear, he can't not be with you. no matter what happens or where you'll go, he'll be with you as much as he can, and make a peaceful forever with you; he'll make every loving moment between you last longer than a second, and make you feel like a happy, blissful eternity with him can be real, and he'll do everything in his power to comfort you and help you walk every step of the way to that eternity.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @hearts4gabri @hisachuu @wreakingmarveloushavok @fictarian @yuridopted0 @simsrandomstuff @luvstarrstruck @popeheywardssecretgf @meeom @arachnoia @melovetitties @fable-library @ophanimgold @smokeywhalee @capnshtfce

[idontshitpostbuttheolympicpark]

'OH dearrrrrr' george really is no one if not himself

[frikatilhi]

E for mma guy fic (sorry. Hi), F because your dialogue is so good omg i love you

E: If you wrote a sequel to [insert fic], what would it be about?

YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES EXCELLENT QUESTION

It would obviously be a divergence from the main fic that scene is a part of, and in it Bojan would go back to the gym and they would do it right there on the mat, only they would keep up the pretense that everything they're doing is actually just a standard MMA drill.

"Yeah, and now if you just position your hand there-- uhhh god yes, right, very good, just keep your wrist parallel to-- ngggghh excellent"

"And what you want to do here is keep the momentum going by arching your back just a little - yes, maybe pick up the pace just a tad - sure yeah just be mindful of that lock you don't want to overbend your elbow---"

(Have you ever googled MMA drills?? Are they all NOT supposed to look like elaborate foreplay or sad eastern european porn set-ups????)

Anyway, thank you, let's do this again soon

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

I mean, that dialogue right up there is pretty solid, huh?

Oh dearrrrrr though!! I do love to write dialogue but I don't know what comes to mind. Oh, maybe some band banter? I love writing the guys taking the piss on Bojan when he's being oblivious pöljä!Bojan.

I like the Bieber scene and the scene in the van from Chapter 2 of oothan tässä vielä huomenna, I had a blast writing them. Both of those were dialogue-only at first, and I rewrote them to fit that fic. Oh, and also the band scenes from Me ollaan ne and you make me smile with my heart.

Did I mention I love writing dialogue only? This one about matchmaker Joker out is just so precious to me, especially the part where they brainstorm get-the-idiots-together ideas:

“We could get them drunk tonight?” “We’ve tried that before. Bojan drinks too much and becomes totally unfuckable.” “We sabotage his alarm tomorrow morning so he’ll have to stay?” “That would be good, except we kinda need him for Stožice rehearsal.” “One day couldn’t hurt?” “You really think he’d make it back after only a day?” “Yeah, good point.” “What if one of us just tells Jere?” “Bojči would never forgive us.” “He would if it works out?” “We still don’t know for sure, though.” “Don’t we? I mean. Look at them.” “Still, it could backfire. I think he needs to do it on his own.” “Truth or dare? Never have I ever, again?” “One hotel room, one bed?” “Sex pollen?” “What?” “Sorry, I thought we were just shouting out fanfiction tropes.”

Oh! And the very first dialogue only fic I did where I was manifesting the summer rubber song?

“And me?” “What about you?” “Do you mention me?” “...” “Jere!” “No, of course, no!” “No? You sure? Nothing about you ramming some Bobby from Slovakia from the top, bottom, and sideways? Nothing like that?” “Um. Now that you ask.” “Oh fuck me.” “Now you just say lines from the song again. Who told you?”

And why am I proud of them? I'm proud of anything that makes someone else besides me laugh, and all of those have done so.

Ok, I totally went overboard with this one, didn't I???

Fanfic ask game

[themistressdomme]

Mommmyyyyy!!! Guess what? It’s my birthday today! Woo!

For the past couple of days, I’ve been really excited to tell you. I’m just a very shy person… I also am very self-conscious of my birthday. I’m working on self-love, but for some reason on my birthday I feel like I have to be even more behaved. I just go nonverbal… I feel like if I celebrate, it would look selfish. I’m just so used to working for others, I forgot to work for myself- oops! Even telling you this, feels like I’m being mean 😭.

What do you propose we do to celebrate? I’m just your silly little housewife… maybe a day where we’re all soft, reassuring… maybe some gentle, slow, and soft sex, where you praise me and tell me that I just don’t need to worry… ahhh, I’m helpless right now, mommy 🥺

Haaappy birrrrthday to yooooou~ Haaappy biiirthday to yooou~ Happy biiiiirthdaaaaay dearrrrrr Muuuuuugiiiii~ Haaaaaappy biiiiiiirthdayyy toooooo youuuuuuuuu!!!🎶~~~ Hip hip!! Hooray!!! Hip hip!! Hooray!!!

Oh my goodness! Happiest of birthdays, my Lav!!!! You're working on self-love, and I am so proud of you for that, love!! So proud! Always remember that you have absolutely no reason to be conscious that you might come across as selfish! After all, if there's one day that we all deserve to be tad bit selfish on, it's our birthday! 🤗 Keep going, keep trying your best to work on yourself! You deserve it most than other people, because you can care better for them when you are cared for by yourself!! 🥰

Oh, my darling little housewife. I'd make sure to spoil you rotten, hm? I'd send you out of the house for a couple of hours so that Mommy can decorate the entire place up for her special little doll. So many balloons (maybe even a balloon arch???), tassels on every single doorframe, and so many little presents hidden all over the house as a little scavenger hunt, perhaps? All for my special birthday girl 🥰

When you're done with that, we'll have a little candle-lit dinner, and Mommy would have tried her best to cook! If it's inedible, we shall order in 😅 I think you might not want to go to a fancy place out, since you say you're a little self-conscious of coming across as selfish, so let Mommy do everything for you at home, okay? I'd tell you how perfect you are as Mommy's little housewife; how proud I am of all that you have accomplished in your life, and how I am the luckiest person alive to have you be my home 🤗

After dinner, we'll get into a hot bath that I've drawn for us 🥰 There will be bubbles and petals floating in the water, and candles everywhere for my sweet thing. I'll get in first and extend a hand, helping you get in. We'll get settled, me behind you, and I'll run my hands softly all over your body, whispering in your ear how beautiful and perfect and gorgeous and pretty Mommy's little housewife is 😘 So many little kisses on your head. I'd remind you that today is all about you, and how Mommy wants to make it all about you, so no feeling guilty! 🥰

Maybe Mommy will get a little naughty in the bath, hm? After all, my hands will be roaming...

I'll wash your hair for you, if you want, and when we rinse off, I'll wrap you up in the fluffiest bath robe that I'd have gotten for you as part of your presents 😋

Then I'll lead you onto the bed. We can have soft cuddles in bed that eventually turn into the softest, gentlest, slow sex 🥰😘 Full of kissing and "good girl"s, and "you're doing so good for me"s. Anything for my birthday girl 😉

Happy birthday again, sweet angel! I hope you have an absolutely fantabulous day!!! 😘😘😘

[fallenclan]

Im having a mouse hard attack

THANK YOU DRAGON ANON YOU ARE SO SPECIALL AND DEARRRRRR OH MY GOSH ♡

-🐁

you're having a what

[okcoolthanks]

Oh dearrrrrr therapy todayyyyyyyyy

[edienotsedgwick]

Oh dear oh dearrrrrr I promise I listened to heaps of other music

[oya-oya-okay]

OH MY🥺😭😭😭 DEARRR❤️💓❤️💓❤️❤️💓❤️💓❤️💓❤️💓 THANK YOU VERY MUCHHHHHH😭😭😭💕💓💕💓💕💕💓💕

THEY ARE SO CHARMING AND VERY GENTLE!!💗💕💗💕💗💕 SO CUTE~~🥺😍😍😍 THE ATMOSPHERE IS REALLY WONDERFUL!!💖💥💖💥💖 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PARTICIPATION, DEARRRRRR😭😭😭💕💖💕💖💕💕💖💕

I AM VERY TOUCHED BY YOUR KIND WORDS! 🥺🙏💗💖💗💖💗💖 I AM HAPPY THAT I CAN PLEASE YOU😭😭😭😭😭 THANK YOUUUUUU💕💓💕💕💓💕💓💕

Boom gift art! Also very happy early b-dayYou’re just super super sweet!

And the compliments that you made on past art that I made just makes me so happi and Like seeing your art and just brighten’s up my day duhdhshdhhsjdn 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

When I saw the prompt and the designs I knew that I had to draw them together Hehehehhe vuv

So Yeyeyyeyeyey!!! I hope dat you like it :D

[backdraft-bimbo]

Unpopular(?) opinion: Dark!Castiel and Michael!Dean hit with the exact same amount of secondhand embarrassment

[royaliity]

Maverick is temporarily in love with Freyja.

Maverick’s heart felt strained. Like someone was tugging it away from someone and sending it to another. It’s a very strange feeling and although he tried to keep where it was, it seemed to be far from his decision. There was a loneliness, a strangeness that was now filled with attention for another. A fellow avenger and sister to someone that had so suddenly become a friend to him. As though he were hypnotized, Maverick sighed.

“Freyja…” He sighed, happily daydreaming.

[bambi-marquez]

oh myyyy

[cuteteacakes]

moonxfxiredragons replied to your post: {✎} - Clears throat. “The thirty-first of October...

*Ash is blushing*

{✎} - “When’s your birthday? I’ll write you a sonnet too~”

[princeelectra]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I WASN'T AWARE OF THIS GIFT!!! OH MY GOD THANK YOU MY DEARRRRRR I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU /p

😭😭😭💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️

@princeelectra Little gift ❤️