#okay bih calm down

[the-firebird69]

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Okay so Sherry might actually be Sarah which is true you're calling her Sherry and who then would be Morton show be but possibly bja and it's going on like that now we've had it with you guys pretending you're two different characters with the same motif the different bodies you look different you're idiots okay. But your stuff is not nice and we're going to be mean to you you're mean to our son and you're going to regret it every moment of your life that you have left right now you're dying all over the world and a steady rate the death rate is now up to 0.067% and climbing soon it will be 0.1%, and that is the whole rate you're going to lose another half percent today and you'll be to 10.5% off Island yeah that's what you're croaking and you haven't gone down much after the max and they're just going to do their thing and that's what you're waiting for so we are going to have to do stuff and minority you attacking them in their Islands and you're trying for their caverns so you're starting s*** and it's going to be a problem cuz you don't really have a fleet you have a very small one like 100 billion to bja 200 billion with Tommy f and 300 billion with Trump and you're all contemplating who would win at Titan and he has to go to the ships so you're trying to push people there and there are some groups that zoom out and they're trying to stop them and you can't and they do take ships and they're whittling away and soon the tower ships that are there are going to be halved due to the theft they pack a punch too and they like the radiation

The several other things happening this area here is a mess these people here are total assholes and they deserve a very big long break called permanent and we're working towards that goal but while we're working at it we want people to realize it's a nightmare here his situation is very bad he's under house it's a hostile holding of his person he can't move out of this town you can't leave the town more or less he's stuck by a situation and proxy he is held here to the money and we take it that way and we are reacting like it's hostage situation and we are making demands if you don't meet the demands you do end up executed.

-we're going to have to begin to limit access to him for certain people constantly right now there's a lot of activity up north and in Tampa they did come down they're sending more and more and it's going to be a huge influx and surely you people here will feel it and you're full of nonsense okay we do need to limit you that's what you can do and we'll beginning that now.

-other than the pseudo empire are coming down we're forced to come down with them and foreigners and Max and we don't like the living quarters and we're fixing it so we can stay and you thought we would just leave but that's not right if you don't give us the permits we will kill you if you mess with us when we're constructing things so we will kill you and if you don't like the way it's coming out we're going to kill you you finally driving by making dumb comments harassment we will follow you and kill you and take over your house and we'll kill your clan and yeah we've had it with you you're fired. We do see what your plan is

: your plan is to force the activation of the robots to take over the general populace to force your way on everything else so yeah everybody's at your robots and we are too and mostly we have all of it covered and we're increasing our Force it's a robots

-you're never going to get out of this live Trump you made a fool out of yourself and your people and your kind. You are a pitiful creature and you wreck things for them and you set them up for a complete failure in the future what you won't be in we don't feel bad for you we just feel that others should know what a failure you are and they're saying it last night and they got captured and questioned and they regret it but you're the problem they say are you supposed to activate them if you don't control them you say a lot of junk people know about that stuff you idiot

-they just consternating it doesn't mean you're right and you're argument. You argue and you say stuff and you feel better and you're arguing with yourself mostly and it doesn't mean anything it takes the robots they scan them the scanners deactivate devices anything left to just wires and they put a new hardware why is it so hard to understand they have all your notes and they capture you and they're better at tech most of the people grabbing them it's really annoying as hell what you need is a taste of it everyday and a bigger taste and a bigger taste untill you shut up

-they're going to be a huge a****** and not bother to try until you lose you're going to lose if anything happens you're going to be dead I know needs to rub it in which they needs you out of the way

-our son says you are steaming hot Jew and a Jew bag that's all you are a massive one and you don't have that much power and you're losing whatever you have you won't be able to gain power you just a big huge Jew bag

-we have several things to report when is tomorrow's not going to go nicely for you whatever your name is Trump they're going to get beat up in court and people going to shut you down you might even get some jail time and you might get house arrest that would be good you really need it and you'll have a record we need you to know that those contempt of court notices it means you have a criminal record the federal law you can't run for office and you don't know that but they have a court case coming up against you I have several the other one got postponed not sure till when but there are others who want to take over the case and I'm not related to you and they're going to shortly.

-Trump's caverns are going to be attacked tonight in the Western hemisphere tell me Allen to mask a huge army he has a massive Force he's arming them with all sorts of things and he is seeking the stuff from the cities to stop him from activating it his program but when he goes down there huge forces are gathering in the cities to go in and grab stuff massive forces in the Eastern hemisphere of finishing up and it's going to be a humongous attack huge he's a huge stashes in cash is rated all day overseas and they're missing a lot of stuff probably 35% of it is gone and Trump has 5% leaving almost a little bit more than half and in the Western hemisphere there and will be a bleeding of that place down to maybe 25% in one night that's how many people are pissed off cuz he knows they're huge huge caverns

More shortly

Thor Freya

Olympus

[adeles]

“I grew up in a home where my father encouraged us to chat at dinners about math, science, history, politics, and topics like that. My father gave the same value to my opinion as to my brothers. So my perspective on career, styling and leisure is not so codified... I simply choose what is comfortable and inspire me in the moment.” — Stana Katic photographed by Nino Muñoz for Gloria Magazine (2017)

[7biases]

THIS RIGHT HERE IS WHY MODELS ARE JOBLESS!!

cr. sajeons

[ihatehockey]

WHY is it socially acceptable for guys to wear joggers, hoodies, and slides to school and be looked at as hot but when I do it suddenly I’m lazy and don’t put effort into anything

[kalinawtokilig]

180 Turn to You

{Bokuto Koutarou x genderneutral! Reader} 

((Do you guys even need the guide?))

Guide : 

(Y/N) = Your Name 

(C/N) = Crush’s name 

((bruh,, do you really need ya crush??? That bih broke ya heart,,, now ya reading anime men,, honestly same)) 

(((((is this how I write him????? Did I do it right???? I’m not sure how to tag this ending, I’m writing at the top of my head))))) 

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It was no surprise to see you at the gymnasium again, the Fukurodani volleyball team were used to seeing you come in. You were always the plug, bringing snacks during their break and sometimes even energy drinks. The managers were always thankful of you dropping in from time to time, cause not only do you help them give out the towels and help refill the bottles, but you somehow held their precious and hyperactive ace on a leash. Besides Akaashi, who had seemed to have a lightbulb go off when Bokuto responded positively and listened to you when things are not going his way, Akaashi threw a meaningful nod, a silent ‘Thank you for being alive to help me with the emotional owl’. 

Which you responded, an ‘ok’ gesture, a signal to reply to him, ‘I gotchu bruh’. 

But this visit was different. Instead of approaching with your mellow and calm vibes, you appeared with red-rimmed, puffy eyes, glossed with already shed tears and eyes looking heartbroken.  You tried your best biting the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from crying, and you did, as no one even noticed, not looking anyone in the eye for more than five seconds before turning elsewhere to give out the last water bottle. 

Like anyone else, Akaashi was known to be observant and perspective, seeing other peoples tells and what they results are. He was good at that. He was also known for being a good friend and wingman. Contrary to belief, Bokuto had noticed your change in demeanor, shoulders slumped a bit and the forced smile he always love seeing on your cute face hadn’t reached the corners of your eyes. 

“Akaashi,” The dark-haired male looked to his captain, the ends of his excited hair drooping a bit, “Doesn’t (Y/N) seem...weird?"

Akaashi wiped the sweat from the corner of his brow with the towel you’ve given to him, as he drank his water bottle, his eyes glanced to your figure, standing by the doors of the gym, you were kicking off something off your shoe and every time you let out a deep exhale, you begin to wipe your face with the end of your sleeve. Placing down the water bottle, he sat down on the bench and turned to his dear friend, “Bokuto-san, weird is a rude way to put it. Odd, yes. Weird, no. (Y/N) seems different today because maybe something happened, like they didn’t pass a test or they got into an argument with a friend.” 

Bokuto drilled his eyes onto you, not like you noticed, you were too busy checking your phone, seeing if (C/N) texted you, expecting a better response to how they rejected you so curtly today. Yet, nothing. Well, nothing apologetic, as (C/N) continued to text you as if you didn’t pour your heart into confessing to them as they laughed at your face and denied your attraction towards them. You bit your lip, fingers gripping the phone as you shoved it into your pocket, hands balled into fists as you felt the utter annoyance and humiliation from how naive you thought you are, thinking that they’ll like you back. 

As you waited for the team to leave, you sat on the bench at the corner of the gym building, you kept scrolling past through several past messages you had with (C/N). It was weird, how they would act so cozy and cutesy, but once you address them that you like them, thinking the signals they sent were definitely mutual between you and them, they shoot it down. Tears began to drop, one by one, as you sniffled, rubbing your nose with the hem of your sleeve, hiccuping a bit. 

Something draped over your head, startled from the suddenness, you look up and see Bokuto looking down, standing as he crouches to your feet. He didn’t say anything, taking your phone and placing it to your side. You feel for the cloth that was on your head, soft and woodsy smell. It was his jacket. 

“Heya.” He grins to you. 

“Hi...” You mutter, looking down to your hands. 

Bokuto tilts his head owlishly, his large hand holding yours, not hesitant by the fact you twitched by his impulsive actions. “Why are you sad?” He asks, peeking to see your face. 

Sniffling, you shrugged. 

“Did you fail a test? You shouldn’t worry about that, I fail plenty of tests, but I’m still passing somehow. Akaashi helps me a lot, but Konoha says its cause people don’t like to see himbos sad. I don’t really know what that means, but I’m glad no one likes to see me sad.”  He pouts a bit, “I don’t wanna see you sad. Himbo or not, I think you’re really smart and you’re able to get back up if things don’t go your way.” 

You let out a watery giggle, the unintended joke that Bokuto made was pretty funny, seeing your light reaction made Bokuto feel happier, he continued, “I think whatever happened today, or yesterday, or three days before, I think you were able to study and prepare for what happened! You’re always prepared for stuff! I’m not usually prepared cause I just wing it, but I know from you, you can keep going when things aren’t okay. You help through that a lot,” He plays with your fingers and holds both in his own, “I wanna help you through it, too, y’know.” 

Bokuto always had something to say, even if it was a bit off. Yet somehow, what he says hits the mark most of the time. Three days before, you had planned and rehearsed your confession, thinking of possibilities of what will happen. Though, you hadn’t prepared to be laughed at by (C/N) and have what had between you two pretend like nothing happened, going throughout their day, whilst you stay sad with a broken heart. 

Bokuto did make you feel better. You started to forget what happened today, sure it made you a bit bitter, but Bokuto’s sweetness overfilled your heart. 

The ace began to see you stare at your hands, the small smile fading a bit. He pouted even more, grabbing your hands and placing them on his face, pushing cheeks together as he leaned close to you. “Don’t get sad now, (Y/N)! Let’s head to my place and watch that anime you like! The guy that keeps eating fingers!” 

Your eyes widened to see his golden eyes sparkle, staring into yours. “U-Uh, sure, Bokuto.” Blushing from how close he is, you should be used to this, as Bokuto doesn’t recognize the concept of personal space.

He scrunched his nose, his hands pressing against yours to squish his face he hummed. “I know what we should do! Let’s do those sleepovers where you put that face masks of animals on me! The ones that smell good! I can take some from my sisters, they won’t know!” He proposed his idea, attempting to make you feel better as he plans. 

“I-I’m not sure, Bo...” “Please! I’m here, y’know? I wanna help you, and I know you like to do those skincare stuff! My skin needs extra help, feel it!” 

Blinking, you gulp down the internal screams as you rub your thumbs on his cheek, seeing his happy face become dazed a bit, he looked as if he was melting in your hands while you continued to caress him. You chuckled at how cute he can be. 

“Fine, let’s go.” 

He beamed, smile shining as bright as the sun, “Yosh!” 

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Bokuto kept patting his face, astonished by how soft his skin is. “(Y/N), (Y/N)! Feel my skin! it’s so soft and shiny! The wonders of the mask is so cool!”

You smiled at him, patting your own face and began rubbing your hands. While he was busy, occupied with how amazing his skin had become, your phone chimed. Glancing at it, you frowned immediately. 

(C/N) : Let’s hang out, just the two of us! It’ll be a date :D 

When Bokuto turned around, seeing that you haven’t answered his question, his smile faltered, seeing you frown again, he shuffled onto the bed and plopped his chin on your shoulder.  “Why are you sad again?” He muttered in a defeated tone. He thought having a sleepover will make you feel better, were you not enjoying it? Was he forcing too much of you? Is he making you feel bad or trapped that you had to be obligated to hang out with him? 

“It’s not you, Bo. It’s...(C/N).” You replied, chucking your phone to the heap of pillows on his bed. 

“(C/N)? The one in Akaashi’s class?” He asked, lifting his chin as you turn to him. 

You nodded. “I told them I liked them and they...laughed at me. They said they didn’t like me and they only liked me as a friend. But it’s weird! They text me and get all...hugging and cutesy with me, they pretend they haven’t rejected me and go one through their day. Then,”  “Then?” 

“Then, they want to go on a date. Frickin, pick what you want us to be, jeez! I can’t keep up with their 180 turns! It’s getting me confused and I don’t want to keep having my heart ache.” You cross your arms on your chest and Bokuto hugs you from behind. 

He hums. “Well, if it was me, I’ll say I’ll like you.” “That would be nice. And way better to understand. You’re straightforward. Not to mention even though your emotions do complete 180s, I’ll be there and I’ll be able to keep you close, also we get to be straightforward and have no...weird mixed signals to know that we’re just dancing around the subject of hand.” 

Bokuto nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, his hair no longer his usual hairstyle as he already took a shower as its down and fluffier. “Mm! You don’t have to see them anymore either! We see each other more often and hang out more!” 

You continued on, “We also are kind of that hyperactive and calm-collected dynamic too!”

“Ohoh! If you got together with (C/N), you have to memorize their favorite foods and movies. You already know tons of stuff about me!” He hugs you closer as you begin to laugh. “Bo, you have to know their favorite movies and foods if you’re dating. It’s part of being together. Making an effort is what makes the relationship work.” 

He cuddles you more, strong arms around your waist and legs on either side of yours, “We make everything work, even if we argue n’ stuff like that.”  You blink slowly. “We...Do, don’t we?”

“If anything, I’m always here, (Y/N).”  “You always were and still, Bokuto.” You spoke, realization dawning on you. 

He sighs, breathing in your scent mixed in with his conditioner, “I’ll always like you, even if you do a 180.” 

Your hand held onto his, a small smile of fondness on your face as he laces your fingers with his, “I’ll always like you too. Even if your emotions do a 180.” 

[crimson-snowfall]

Okay, now kiss

Wow rood Theo but thank you nonetheless it's not like I ain't about to get kidnapped for The Plot ™

Comte: babe did i just hear these bitches talk shit about us

Leo: lol calm down babe

Comte: i am perfectly calm

Leo: oh rlly

Comte: yeah but one more shit from these bihs and they're really gonna catch these hands

[hammeredalcoholic]

If youre taking requests, how about the jojos from parts 1-4 with an S/O who is kinda depressed and they support them and love them. Also I love your writing!! 💕💕

mmmm,,, like me rn! jk im fine, this quarantine is just killing my vibe

Jonathan Joestar 

he would notice almost immediately that something is amiss. He would then ask you about it, and if there was anyway to help. 

from then on he would treat you to lots of cuddling, kisses and hugs. then he’d try to get you out of the house, going on walks, shopping, or even try to teach you some rugby. 

Jonathan would know that you’re depressed, and do his absolute best at getting your mind off of it and just showing you lots and lots of affection.

Joseph Joestar

this boy would kinda be at a loss. he wouldn’t be sure what to do, but he would try his hardest to be there for you. 

He would talk to you as much as you wanted, bringing you close and calming you down if something went wrong. He’d give you plenty of kisses, and compliments, telling you that no matter what he’d still love you and wants to spend as much time as he can with you. 

Jotaro Kujo 

ok you may be thinking that jotaro wouldn’t do much,,, but u wrong bih!

THIS MAN WILL GET YOU ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO GET YOU OUT OF THIS STATE. he doesn’t like it when you’re like this, and wants you to be upbeat and happy, just like you should be. 

need tea? chocolate? hugs? a kiss? absolutely anything, and Jotaro will do it. you will also get lots of cuddles, being smooshed between Jotaro and Star Platinum, jotaro mumbling sweet nothings to you and Star just ora’ing once in a while.

Josuke Higashikata

okay, this boy would take you everywhere. feeling kinda down? let’s go to tonios, then the beach, meet up with the boys and have ice cream. 

then if you don’t want to go out, he’ll bring over movies, blankets, and popcorn, and you guys will mole it up for the whole day. 

He loves you v much and it makes him sick to his stomach seeing you like this. he wants to get everything off your mind, and just relax with him.

[robertsheehanownsmyass]

If its not too late to put in requests, could I please request a Tom x reader fic where tom is quite protective (in a nice way not controlling) of the reader and defends them in a fight?

https://www{dot}google{dot}com/search?q=robert+sheehan+gifs&client=ms-android-ee-uk-revc&source=android-browser&prmd=ivsn&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjPvsHOotvsAhUOQxUIHdySA2gQ_AUoAXoECAMQAQ&biw=412&bih=682&dpr=2.63#imgrc=sRYyYrUPN5YA7M&imgdii=FX-0cqJOOo84zM thank you :D

Sheehanoween!

Not Today

Tom Natsworthy x Reader Warnings: blood, a toss up, bit o’ violence. Nothing too triggering I hope, apart from some anxiety Note: The events of this fic take place in an alternate version of the Mortal Engines universe. I imagine it’s a couple of years after the events of the film, and Tom has become a total badass. I hope you enjoy!

You had a lovely little bungalow by the sea, and this is where you spent your quiet time with Tom when you weren’t off flying around the world, having adventures and helping people. You were just coming off a three-month stint away from home and were looking forward to some time to relax.

You had a bountiful vegetable garden where you could grow your own food; a resource that so many people lacked. You kept only what you and Tom needed and donated the rest to other wanderers who needed sustenance. You supposed that some degree of word had spread among the other locals, because people came by with some regularity, but you were happy to give what you could.

Tom had gone off to the closest town to do some supplies trading, carrying a large bushel of food to give away, and you busied yourself in the kitchen, chopping vegetables to make a nice stew. The weather was fine and you had left the door open, enjoying the fresh air in the house. You were bent to your task, humming to yourself as you chopped when a shadow fell over you.

“Oh Tom, back alrea—”

Your words were cut off with a bolt of fear when you turned to see that the man standing in your home was not Tom.

“Um,” you started, attempting to sound calm. “Who are you? Why are you in my home?”

The man only stood and stared. His shoulders were hunched. He was thin, and his clothes were dirty and disheveled. The man alarmed you, but you supposed he was only there looking for some charity.

“What’s your name?” you asked gently. “Would you like some food?”

The man raised a trembling arm, brandishing a large knife. “I want everything. Give me your valuables,” he demanded, his voice rasping.

“Listen,” you said, snaking your arm back to grab the knife that was behind you on the counter. “We don’t have valuables, but I do have food…”

“Shut up,” the man spat. “Everyone says you lot are rich and have all kinds of stuff…”

“We are not rich,” you interrupted, as you closed your hand around the handle of your knife. “We don’t keep things. We trade everything. My boyfriend, he’s off doing that now, and he’ll be back any second.”

“Bullshit,” the man said, and came toward you.

“Stop!” you shouted, bringing your arm around, holding up the knife. “I don’t want trouble!”

Before you could get your bearings, the man pounced.  He crashed into you, slamming you against the counter and knocking the knife out of your hand. He jabbed his knife under your chin; hard enough to sting but not draw blood.  "Give me everything,” he grunted, his face inches from yours. His breath stank, and it made your stomach churn.

"Excuse me,” said a calm voice from the direction of the door. "Be a good boy and take your hands off her. Now.“

Relief flooded every molecule of your being.  "Get back,” the man hissed as Tom sauntered into the kitchen, hands in the pockets of his trousers, apparently without a care in the world.

“No, that I will not do. I will give you one chance to run. After that, I might kill you,” Tom said blandly, as if he was talking about the weather. As he got closer, however, you saw the murder in his eyes that belied his calm tone.

“Is that right?” the man said and released you, facing Tom.  You leaned against the counter, shaking like a leaf.  While initially you were relieved by Tom’s presence, now you were terrified for him.

“Please, just go,” you whimpered to the intruder’s back. “You don’t have to do this.”

Suddenly the stranger lunged for Tom, slashing with his knife.

You observed the scene in eerie, detached detail.  You saw the flash of the blade as it caught the light in mid-swing, and you noticed the smell of burning onions.  You heard a high-pitched wail that confused you for a moment before you realized you were actually hearing yourself scream.

Tom deftly batted the knife aside but was unable to disarm the stranger. The man slashed again and Tom dodged, twisting back and to the right. At this point, Tom was able to change his position; pivoting and circling around so that he now stood between you and the intruder.  You had to fight the urge to run; there was no way you were abandoning Tom by running out the door.  You were terrified for him, but were unsure of what steps to take next, if any. You were afraid that any efforts on your part would just make things worse.  

The stranger slashed at Tom a third time, but Tom stepped to the side, simultaneously kicking the man in the kneecap.  He cried out and stumbled but did not go down.  "What’s wrong?” Tom cooed, as the man contemplated his next move. "You come into my home and threaten my love, my heart, and you think you’re going to get away with this?” 

The intruder lunged yet again, snarling.  This time, Tom anticipated the stabbing motion he was going to make, and grabbed his right wrist– the one holding the knife– with one hand and gave him a quick, hard jab to the Adam’s apple with the other hand. The man stumbled backward against the counter, gasping and sputtering.

“Darling,” Tom said without taking his eyes off of the stranger. “I want you to turn of the stove before there’s a fire. That’s it.  Good. Now go to the ship and radio for help.”

You were shaking, and to your own ears your voice sounded like it belonged to someone else.  "The ship? No Tom, it’s too far, and I don’t want to leave you--“

"It’s alright.” Tom’s voice was calm and soothing.  "Go on and do it. We’re fine here. Right mister?“ He continued to stare at the man as he spoke.

The intruder was coughing and making unintelligible noises that sounded inhuman.  You took a step away from the counter toward the general direction of the door, and you saw the stranger’s eyes snap in your direction. You hesitated, then continued. One step, two.

The intruder lunged at you. Tom stopped him before he could take a complete step in your direction, but the man fooled him.  While the stranger turned to the left to pursue you, he slashed with his knife directly to the right– toward Tom.  

The next series of events happened so quickly; you had a difficult time sorting them out in your shock-addled brain.  Tom hissed with pain, but barely flinched. Instead, he grabbed the stranger by the back of his neck and– using an incredible burst of adrenaline– pulled the man past him and slammed his face against the kitchen counter.  He punched him once, twice, three times in the face.  The man’s face was a mess of blood, but then your gaze was drawn to the fact that Tom’s entire left arm was soaked with it.  The intruder collapsed into a heap on the floor.

Tom knelt, looking for a pulse.  Apparently, he found one.  "Darling,“ he said.  "In my bag on the floor by the door.  Get the ball of twine and bring it to me, please.”

“Tom–”

“It’s alright, he’s unconscious– for now. I’d like to make sure he doesn’t cause more trouble if he wakes up.”

You did as Tom asked and stepped carefully over to where he knelt with the stranger.  You handed him the twine.

Tom looked at you for the first time since he came home.

“Thank you, love,” he said with a small smile.  He secured the intruder’s hands behind his back and tied his ankles. Finally, he stood up, and wobbled slightly, grasping the counter for balance.

“Tom,” you gasped, noticing his arm again. "You’re hurt!“  His entire left arm was red from shoulder to wrist, and a large slash had opened his shirt horizontally across the bicep. The blood was flowing freely down the length of his arm and dripped from his fingers. You couldn’t see the wound through the mess of red, but a sinking feeling told you it would not be good.  "Sit down before you go into shock,” you commanded, grabbing a cloth and hastily wrapping it around the gash.

"I’m okay darling,” he said, and attempted to walk, but his knees buckled.  You slug his arm over your shoulder so he could lean on you.    

“You are not okay, you stubborn man!  I’m putting you on the sofa.”

Tom chuckled weakly. "Yes ma'am,“ he said, and you helped him to the sitting room.

You ran to the ship and radioed for help. It wasn’t long before a slew of other locals rushed to your aid. You had a great relationship with the people nearby as a result of your charity, and they were all outraged over what you had endured. A healer patched Tom up with a few stitches, and they took the intruder away. 

When the madness died down, you found yourself snuggled up on the sofa with Tom, who was sore and tired but otherwise unharmed.

“Thank you,” you said softly.

“For what?” Tom asked bemusedly.

“For saving me!” you laughed incredulously, amazed he even had to ask. “I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t gotten there when you did.” You sighed heavily, your breath hitching as the events of the previous hour caught up with you.

“Oh hush darling,” Tom said, smoothing your hair and trailing his fingers across your cheek. “You don’t need to thank me for helping you. It comes with the job.”

You tiled your head back to meet his eyes. “What job is that?”

“Loving you,” he said simply, and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

@catlovingwitch asked me why Diego was my favorite character and I decided to make a post about it :)). And @megatraven LOOK!! I was able to be like you and made a whole post about why I love Diego and this isn’t even all of it either. And if anyone wanna asks me why I love my favorites, then ask me again and I’ll say why! Even if it’s Diego bc I have more to say!!

WELL!! It’s hard to explain why. I haven’t played him in awhile bUTTT IDK WHY FNWBE. I just love him so much. It’s the way that even when he and MC are strangers, he cares for her. Ik he’s a doctor and he’s supposed to care but he wasn’t on duty and didn’t have to care. He doesn’t pry, even if MC does sometimes, AND he feels remorse PLUS he actually does enjoy being a doctor. Not just to do good but also because he enjoys helping people!

The way he puts his doctors coat on MC when she’s sleeping in the bowling alley. He didn’t have to do that, but he did. He put it in her so she would be comfortable while sleeping. He let her sleep in his bed and he may have been a little rude with his responses about “does this look like a bed and breakfast?” But he still offered her comfort and ordered her food and didn’t really judge her for it bc it was a pizza. He worried for her before they became a couple. He’s strong and doesn’t like to show it often because he doesn’t want to hurt people and that’s so sweet. He doesnt take blood from people themselves because he sees it as wrong. He takes her when she wanted to see Victor and when she broke down about Grace, he didn’t judge her. He just held her softly and said “it’s okay. You have to get it out.” And he just held her gently and let her cry because he knows she needs it and because he cares about her.

When he kissed her and noticed his fangs were coming out, he noticed it immediately and stopped because he can’t hurt her. He wouldn’t forgive himself. I bet it was tempting but he couldn’t do it. And when he found out that Victor found her, HE LOST IT ON HIM!! The kind and patient man lost his control on Victor because someone he began to love is in danger and he can’t let her get hurt because of him. I haven’t played him in awhile but I believe he kinda pushes her away at times, but it’s not because he’s angry but it’s because he doesn’t know what to do.

He’s new to this. He hasn’t loved someone romantically in a LONG time so it’s hard to know what to do. PLUS, he doesn’t want to turn her into a vampire because he’d worried about her and doesn’t want her to regret anything. He just wants her happy and tries to teach her about EVERYTHING. Whenever Dracula is coming for him and her, he protects her and is literally like “she is my lover and you WILL treat her with respect.” He was a little afraid of Dracula but he wasn’t afraid to say that he loves MC and will make her be respected.

And when Antonio is like “leave her” Diego is just saying “NO.” The game made it seem like he would, but he couldn’t. He loves her so much and asks her to go with him because he wants to protect her. He doesn’t do the thing where they break up and he disappeares. He took her with him and swore to protect her and it’s just so sweet to me. He loves her and can’t leave her alone. And when he sees Eva again, he notices MCs problem and he’s like “oh, sweetie,” and doesn’t call her ridiculous for her jealousy and worry but comforts her and is saying “I love you and no one can take that love away from me.” AND OH GOD,,

When she was thrown off the roof made me love him more. One of the wives had MC by her neck and Diego is PANICKING. He loves her. He can’t lose her. “Please let her go,” he says trying to make a deal, willing to lose himself, but she drops and he screams. He screams like he is dying because he most likely is. He tells her, “I don’t know what I would do in a life without you in it,” OR SOMETHING ALONG THOSE LINES. HE CANT LOSE HER BUT NEVER FORCES HIS DESIRES ON HER. And when they’re fighting the wife, you can tell Diego is going at it. She just DARED to hurt his lover and he’s not letting her get away with it. He only lets her go bc MC is sick and needs care. AND THATS WHEN HE TELLS HER HE CANT BE WITHOUT HER IN THE HOTEL. HE LOVES HER SO MUCH!!

And when she got stabbed by Dracula, Diego saw it and witness it happen. He saw the claws go through her back and heard as she screamed. She was dying but he ran with her. He ran for somewhere safe for her. Somewhere where he could hold her. And he realizes he has to turn her. He’s worried for her. His desires of wanting her to live by his side is still pushed aside because he can’t force this on her and is like “Don’t ruin your life for someone else’s happiness” telling her that she doesn’t have to do this!! He will be so sad, probably depressed for eternity, but he can’t force her to do anything because he loves her. And when he turns her he helps her with everything!! Teaches her, comforts her, tells her it’s okay, and even when he pushes her away you know he misses her.

He loves her so much and is so in love that he doesn’t think about himself sometimes. He thinks of her and tries to make sure he isn’t forcing her to do something. He just loves her,,,so much,,and he cares for her and when he’s controlled by Dracula, the most powerful vampire, MC snaps him out of it and he realizes and he loves her so much that he snapped out of it for a moment. His pupils become so wide because Diego is telling himself to STOP. He’s looking at the love of his life and he CANT DO THIS. HE CANT HURT HER. HE WONT HURT HER!!

And away from MC, he cares for everyone! Even JD!! They don’t always get along but he cares and makes sure JD is happy too. Like when JD is missing because of their father, Diego comforts MC and is saying that it’s okay and does his hardest to help everyone!

And my favorite moment of Diego out of his own route, is in Razis route when Baba Yaga (is that her name?? I forgot) has Razis bottle and MC is having nightmares from the laylines, and Diego watches over her. It’s his turn because everyone have shifts, yet he doesn’t stay in the hallway when she wakes up. He comes in, eyes filled with concern and scaring her for a moment, but he apologizes and calms her down and he sits in front of her and says he’ll stay until she goes to sleep. He tucks her back into bed (which is so wholesome of Diego...), and stays for a moment, and MC breaks down. She’s crying and is scared to show it because she doesn’t like to, but once again, Diego doesn’t judge her. He leans in and hugs her to his side. He wanted to make sure she knows she’s loved. That it’s okay to feel sad and show it and say how much he cares for Razi. And he’s like “I’m Razi’s friend and I’m yours as well, you know that, right?” Stating that he cares for her and MAKING SURE SHE KNOWS!! He just cares for her and Razi so much and will make sure she’s safe. And whenever she goes to bed and they wake up in the morning, Diego doesn’t say a word about her red eyes. He keeps it between him and her and I feel like he would comfort her more if she needed it,,,

Mackenzie and Razi are his best friends and he WILL make sure they’re okay. When Mackenzie is hurt in her route he rushes over and is like “don’t you die on me Mackenzie!” And when Razi is hurt in his route, he reacts immediately and helps him as best as he can. He goes to New York in an AFK special to help someone, in Dukes route it’s stated that he loves his wife (who is MC) and watches movies with her every Friday even if he finds them a little ridiculous!!

He wanted to give her The wedding SHE desired, he offered to help Antonio and he cared about him even when Antonio was being basically a little BIH. He cares for everyone and how can’t I love someone like that? And in JDs route when they’re in hell and he’s being controlled, he almost bites MC but gets it under control and he apologizes to her after it and feels truly guilty. He cares and he spreads that love to everyone he knows (and everyone he doesn’t) and how can’t I love him?

How can I not fall for this vampire who cares for his wife, his friends, Antonio who is almost like his brother because they want to kill each other, AND THE WORLD!! HE LOVES ALMOST EVERYONE!! Anyways, that’s a little as to why I love Diego and there’s so much more,,,I said what he did because it’s why I love him. His actions are why I love him and I hope I said it all correctly here in this Chili’s tonight. And Meg I wanted you to see this too bc I’m becoming like you but instead of Alex it’s Diego (I still love the posts of why you love Alex. They’re adorable and wholesome,,,).

If y’all want more reasons tell me bc I hAVE A TON!! AND FOR OTHER CHARACTERS!! IM UP FOR QUESTIONS FOR EVERYONE I LOVE!! ASK ME ANYONE THATS ON MY WHO I WRITE FOR!! I’m always up for talking about my babes😌.

Some proofreading but I may have gotten stuff wrong bc I got homework to do,,,

[max--phillips]

Din teaching the little one Mando'a and you can't help but listen to the lessons. You try to give them time alone together because this feels private, but you overhear them in the cockpit while you are cleaning up things in the cargo bay. Then when the child is stressed after the ship is fired on you whisper to him some mando'a to soothe him and Din is floored. He corrects your pronunciation but is touched you'd use it to comfort his son. He offers to teach you more.

Anon. Anon. Anon sweet human being whom I love. This is! My whole shit. I love love love love the concept of Din teaching people who are important to him Mando’a and just. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA uhhhh I kinda took this and ran with it LMAO

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“Ad’ika,” you found yourself whispering the word under your breath to yourself as you listened in on the lesson ongoing in the cockpit. Really, it was mostly Din just talking aimlessly in Mando’a or trying and failing to get the kid to repeat something back to him. As far as both of you knew, the child has yet to speak a word.

That wasn’t the first time you’d heard the term used; it just meant “little one,” so you weren’t surprised to hear him repeat it. Some other terms you heard repeated frequently included “copikla,” which you understood to mean cute, “kai’tome,” which meant food (and was a pretty good indicator they were about to come down into the hold), and “jorhaa’ir,” which meant speak.

“Ni nakar’mi meh gar cuy jate hibir ra nayc,” you heard Din say. I don’t know if you’re a good student or not, you think is what he said. You wouldn’t know for sure, but you were exactly right. Maybe you were taking more from these lessons than you thought.

This was hit home a couple weeks later while you were sitting in the copilot’s chair in the cockpit, holding the kid firmly in your arms as Din piloted the Crest through yet another firefight. The kid was clearly upset by the noise and the sudden motions of the ship, and you couldn’t help yourself. You did exactly what you would imagine Din would do if he was able at the moment.

“Anay’kebise... cuy slan cuyir jate,” you manage; everything is going to be okay.

You mumbled this to him on occasion, getting more confident in your wording as you went. Eventually, what felt like an eternity later but was probably just a few minutes, Din shot the attacker out of the sky and things calmed down again. Din slumped slightly in relief against his chair, then turned slightly to face you. And then just looks at you.

“What?” you ask, looking behind you jokingly to see if there was something behind you much more interesting than yourself.

“You’ve been listening to me teaching him that,” he stated, with a confused yet pleased tone you hadn’t heard from him before.

“I... yeah, you, um,” you stutter. “I like listening in. I know it’s probably something kinda private, but...”

“It’s keh-bee-say,” he said. “You said keh-bih-say.” There was another pause. “Do you want me to teach you?”

You smile, surprised. “I’d love that.”

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Hey hey is your matchup req open? If yes can I ask for a matchup? 🥺 I'm an 159cm omnisex asian girl. I'm chubby so I look smol. long black wavy hair and I always let it down. People say I look rude and cold so they are afraid to befriend me first (some even hates me for no reason), istg its only my resting bih face (but yes I can fight, verbally and physically.) I don't care about style or brand, I only wear comfortable clothes that looks good on me. I love perfume, so yes I smelled good 🥰

Hello my lovey!!! I’m sorry this took so long my askbox has been so full and I’ve been trying to keep writing  don’t accidentally burn out and sometimes match ups give me anxiety because there is a lot of pressure to me but it’s done now and I am so proud of myself and I hope you enjoy 

MATCH UPS ARE CLOSED!! 

I match you up with… Nishinoya

 Okay so you are short just like him and it is so cute like you two are able to kiss, hug and hold hands with each other without any issues like it is so perfect 

When he first sees you he is instantly attracted to your long dark hair and your height and he walks over to you to start a conversation and gets deterred by your RBF but that’s okay because he is determined to talk to you but he first has to type himself up but he won’t let you go so he builds the courage up and asks you on a date, you were super shy and nervous but he talked enough for the both of you at first because he wanted you to know that he cared and that he didn’t want things to get boring 

The first date was awkward (like all first dates are) but you both enjoyed it so much and decided to keep going out with each other and getting closer

Noya was great for you, you always looked mad and he always has a bubbly and happy demeanor to him that makes people want to approach him so when you are around him more people come and talk to you and are a lot friendlier with you during the day like you had a lot of people come up to talk to Noya who happened to hate you and then you would join in on the conversation and they would realize that you really aren’t mean or rude it is just how you are 

Noya also lives by the whole comfortable is key fashion sense like the two of you totally rock some joggers and a crewneck and look hot while doing it like you both have a lot of personalities and you both like to show it in your clothes but you don’t subject yourselves to tight or uncomfortable clothes to do so 

Noya is a lot of bark but no bite so he is willing to argue with others with and for you with no hesitation, because he doesn’t like when you are upset but he also doesn’t like [hyical fights so even if he knows you could take them on and win he is not going to encourage it at all because he doesn’t want you to bite off more than you can chew or get hurt fighting, someone, when you could have walked away 

Okay so you may call yourself chubby but Nishinoya calls you fucking adorable like he doesn’t let you say any negative things about yourself because you should treat yourself like the queen he knows that you are so if you say something that is demeaning or hurtful to yourself he is going to yell at you like actually yell at you to cut it out because he would never ever think that about you and doesn’t want you to think that about yourself because he loves ytou so much and he is an infectious ray of sunshine that really helps you think of yourself differently because he loves you and there is not anything he would ever ask you to change about yourself because he loves you so wholly and completely 

The whole always smelling good thing is so hot to Noya like he loves it so much and just will hug you and cling to you so that he can smell the comfort of your perfume like your perfume and just the smell of you is instantly calming to him because he knows that you are right there and he loves that, if you wake up before him he always will cling to your pillow because it smells like you and he loves having you close to him as much as he can, but that is rare, you both are great at sleeping in late together and when one of you wakes up first typically you just lay there cozy until the other person gets up too 

Your dates are spontaneous and fun and there is never a time where you don’t make the best of your times together, you try to go to a new restaurant and it’s closed and Noya tries to convince you yto go into the old restaurant and explore but you get scared and he holds your hand and leads you in but when you get nervous he takes you back home and you both play games and lay around with each other for the rest of the night and he has so much fun with you like it is so fun 

Noya was low-key scared too but wanted to be brave for the two of you like little Gryffindor buddies uggh it is so cute

He is the hopeless romantic too like he really wants to be the best him for you like eh will bring you flowers and gives you a goodbye and a hello kiss every time he sees you because he just loves you so much, he also keeps a picture of you in his wallet and as his screen saver on his phone like he loves you so much and wants to keep you a top priority in his life

The two of you are childish and goofy together and have a lot of fun every single day

[daily-dose-of-imagines]

𝓜𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱-𝓾𝓹

🦚). Heeeey I just saw that your matchup request is open, so can I ask for a romantic matchup? 👉🏻👈🏻

I’m an 159cm omnisex asian girl. I’m chubby so I look smol. long black wavy hair and I always let it down. People say I look rude and cold so they are afraid to befriend me first (some even hates me for no reason), istg its only my resting bih face (but yes I can fight, verbally and physically.) I don’t care about style or brand, I only wear comfortable clothes that looks good on me. I love perfume, so yes I smelled good.

Move on to my personality, I’m an enfp, taurus and gryffindor. I love to talk, and yes I am loud (I can be sarcastic sometimes) 😅 Despite being a happy go around type of girl, I actually have a lot of insecurity. I hate myself and got depressed easily, but I’m good at hiding it behind my clownery haha. I love singing, playing games, sleeping and tarot reading. I’m shy to people that I found attractive and I’m a hopeless romantic because I do also believe in soulmate haha. So to sum it up I am pretty childish wheeee 🤸🏻‍♀️

Okay so thats it. Thank you for reading this and I hope you don’t mind with such a long description. HAVE A GOOD DAAAY 🎉

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@angelynmay​, Oof, Okay I hope you like this! and I assume that you wanted someone from Haikyuu, seeing as your icon is Haikyuu, but if it wasn’t, sorry! 

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ɪ ꜱʜɪᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ

𝒦𝒜𝒢𝐸𝒴𝒜𝑀𝒜 𝒯𝒪𝐵𝐼𝒪!!

Okay, here’s the thing. Kageyama’s personality is that of an INTJ, and do you know what goes best with INTJ’s? ENFPs, that’s who. While you are loud and boisterous, he is cool and introverted, and with that, you guys would balance each other out. Him being so quiet, will help you relax and take things in at a slower pace. And then with you being loud and energetic, that will bring out his inner child, and he definitely needs that. You are literally the yin to his yang, and it is fucking ADORABLE.

He’ll love your body, and how small and squishy you are. He thinks of you as your own personal pillow and will always want to cuddle you. One of the things Kageyama will always ask of you, is to come to his competitions and demand you to cuddle with him before his game begins so that his nerves will calm down, and he doesn’t mess up. He doesn’t care who sees, all the better actually, then people will know not to come up to you and flirt with his girlfriend. He loves giving you back hugs and resting his head on the top of your head. He also appreciate a girl who doesn’t necessarily care about fashion, since he thinks it’s a pain too.

Whenever he hears you talking about yourself in a low light, it’ll frustrate him, because you don’t see what he sees. He sees someone beautiful and funny and strong, able to fight anybody who gets in your way. But he knows that you don’t see yourself like that and it makes him made. But, seeing as Kageyama is emotionally constipated, he doesn’t know how to really tell you how much better you are than you think. The only thing he can really do is use his actions to make sure you know. He’ll kiss you until you can’t talk about yourself anymore. He’ll hold you hand, or hug you tightly until you can’t think of yourself like that.

You both having a resting bitch face is a win both your guy’s book, because no one will fuck with either of you. If someone were to even want to fuck with you, Kageyama will be behind you glaring at them until they ran away, scared. Also, you and Kageyama would totally gang up in Hinata and tease until he ran to Daichi and complain about getting bullied. Kageyama would love watching you and Tsukishima get into it, you making snide remarks about his appearance and him trying to stand his ground. Secretly-not-so-secretly, Kageyama hopes you win every verbal battle you two get into.

But you being a hopeless romantic and him being emotionally stupid really works, because you can show him the love that he wants so badly. You will know when he wants kisses or hug or spicy times. You’ll know when to give him presents and give him his favorite food, and he’ll appreciate you so fucking much, he’ll want to marry you after high school. Because you understand him, and that’s all he wants from a significant other, is someone to understand him.  And he’ll think, unconsciously, that you guys were meant for each other. Kageyama will never want to let you go.

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[allthingstaekook]

Duuude… that vid OMFG! Kudos that you made it to the first 20 minutes. I literally had to pause and got f*ing teary eyed at 7.21 when JK bumped his hand to Tae’s acknowledging Tae’s silent ILY. Jesus, these poor boys. Talk about love that dare not speak its name :’( Btw, I’m so new to this fandom. Not even sure if I’m worthy of the ARMY name yet. But I’ve been in many other fandoms where fans bend reality, time and space continuum to suit their OTPs, LOL ;P (1/5)

(2/5) But THIS, Tae & JK, are the total opposite. I feel those who claimed that there’s nothing between them are the ones who for the sake of their own OTP agenda choose to be willfully blind, willfully ignoring Taekook’s facts. Speaking of which, I can’t believe how nasty some fans of the other ship can be. Like I said, I’m a newbie so I’m still at the stage of browsing around trying to find fun BTS blogs to follow. The other day I stumbled upon a pro JK/other member (not Tae, obvi) blog. (3/5) I always go by ship and let it be shipped, so it was sickening to see a blog getting so aggressive and defensive of their bias and putting down Tae to prop their own ship up. Especially when Tae himself is such a classy human being who preached about loving all 7 of them. LOL, dude is like Bangtan’s Aquaman, Uniting the 7 Seas. Go AquaTae :D But yeah, I got so, SO much feels for Tae & JK. Especially considering JK’s personality. (4/5) JK’s not emotionally constipated by all means. But he’s also not an extroverted PDA ball of fluff either. I think it speaks A LOT of his relationship with Tae for him to show that level of physical comfort and affection, and sometimes even actually vocalized certain things irt it i.e. the Bo Gum thing, the “just friend?” (when Tae introduced him as one) “just look at me” (about Tae’s acrophobia) etc. Also reaction from other members, RM’s “TH, you can kiss him now”, is F’king CLASSIC!!(5/5) Ooh, and Jimin’s “Kim Taehyung?” (irt to JK’s cause of happiness) I don’t have YTube account and frankly YTube’s comment section gives me hives. But I second the sentiment of hopefully author of that vid will continue with 2nd part, and that they deserves showers of love from Taekook-ers. In conclusion, sorry for this long ass ask. Love your blog, was one of the first few BTS blogs that I follow. xxx

OKAY THIS WAS SO NICE TO READ THANK U FOR TAKING TIME TO RESPOND AND SORRY IT TOOK ME 10 YEARS TO REPLY ZMHZKS

ok so 1) AGREED the ily hand sign is literally what made me come and post about the analysis on tumblr because WHAT WHAT WHAT I was shaken to the CORE but it was so beautiful and I was just :((((( I love them sm that video had so many moments where I was like :o bih did they just-

 2) If u like bts' music and support the boys you're definitely worthy of being called an army it doesn't really matter when you got into them as long as u support them you're a part of the fam plus from what I've read in your asks you know A lot about bts already so u can def call yourself an army sis🤩🤙

3)Again heavily agree with them being polar opposites but I think that's why they work??like despite their personalities being opposite they kinda balance each other out and they're the youngest members so I feel like they kinda bond over that fact too lmaooo. their friendship makes me low-key emo cause I want what they have :( like tae is an extrovert while kook is an introvert,  tae LOVES interacting with people which we see by his gazillion industry friends but he'll always pick kook over them cause they have kinda like a puppy/owner kinda relationship???IDK IF THATS A WEIRD COMPARISON like tae helped kook come out of his shell and kinda stuck with him till he was comfortable with all the members so I feel like tae feels like he has to love and cherish kook with cuddles and kisses and I feel like kook makes sure that tae is never sad/ hurt and that no harm comes to him whether it be physically or mentally which we see A LOT but um yeah I can say alot about this but I'm gonna stop here cause ,,,

4) I think most shippers are pretty calm ?? but there are always bad apples I guess and u might've been unlucky to stumble across one of the crazies. Like I don't really mind people shipping whoever cause I'm literally an ot7 stan I ship everyone with everyone BUT when a shipper starts to make it personal and starts attacking a member just because of their ship THATS when I get mad. like really mad. but yeah I usually block & report accounts that spread hate against members cause thanks stanky behaviour 😤✌ also YES Aquatae rise I love that analogy 🤩

5) I think people don't give the Namjoon: "taehyung kiss him" moment enough credit like out of everyone he calls out tae when he wasn't even in the SHOT and then jungkook being all fidgety like a little NERD I love him omg :( but yeah Jungkook is a LOT more active when it comes to his relationship with taehyung (except that one year we went through the worst taekook drought that was not a fun time :() but I'm guessing that's mainly because like he said himself Taehyung was the one who helped him come out of his shell and literally STRIP in front of him lmaooo so I guess it makes sense his PDA levels skyrocket with Tae I think they're just at that stage where they're comfortable with their relationship and who they are as individuals so they don't care as much when people go crazy about their moments. Plus Taehyung LITERALLY cannot keep his hands off jungkook it's becoming concerning it's like whenever he sees jungkook his brain literally screams TOUCH HIM. every.time.

anyways to conclude this long ask omg PLS I love getting long asks of people analysing taekook it makes my heart beat uwu💦 and I'm afraid the video ended up being taken down or privated to idk if she'll make another video :( but I agree she deserves all the taekookers love she went IN on that video 😍

anyways thank you for liking my blog it means a LOT to me ily please come back and talk to me more 💜🧡💛💚💙💗💖💕💓❤💞💝

[midtownsciences]

April’s Fool

gif by @starksparker <33

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Peter receives a note from his secret admirer

Warnings: a few swear words, embarrassment, Peter has a bad time :(

A/N: this is my contribution for @spidermanfeda Day One!! this challenge may be the death of me tbh

Peter raced down the empty hall, skidding to a stop at his locker. He had already missed homeroom, but if he made it in time for first period, he might be able to dissuade the teacher from marking him absent later. He could not afford another red mark on his attendance sheet; that would mean more detentions, and less time as Spider-Man.

Peter quickly entered the combination into his locker, and pulled the door open with such force it came right off the hinges.

“Shit,” he muttered, cringing at the sound of the breaking metal as it echoed down the hall.

He set the door down on the floor and scrambled to grab the books he needed and stuff them in his bag. As he ran his fingers over the spines of a few of the text books piled in the locker, making sure he didn’t need any of them, a folded slip of pink paper caught his eye. His heart sank as he realised it must be a detention slip he had thrown in there and forgotten about.

He retrieved the paper, chewing on his lip as he opened it.

 Roses are red

violets are blue

I lose my breath

when I’m around you

 Meet me under the bleachers at lunch

 - your secret admirer xo

 “What?” he whispered, eyes wide. He didn’t have time to analyse the handwriting, or interpret the meaning of the poem, because the bell was ringing and he would definitely be late if he lingered any longer. He lifted the locker door and perched it back on its hinges, hands hovering in front of it as he took a hesitant step back, waiting for it to fall. When it didn’t, he turned and sprinted to his next class, the note tucked safely away in his back pocket.

“Dude, someone has a crush on you! This is insane!” Ned’s eyes were wide as they roamed every inch of the note. He turned it over in his hands, inspecting it for any clues as to who might have written it.

“Try not to sound so surprised,” Peter grumbled. He took the note back and folded it, hiding it in the pages of his chemistry text book. “And I don’t know—something feels…weird.”

“I mean, it’s not that weird that somebody has a crush on you,” Ned said.

“Dude—”

“Something you’d like to share with the class, Mr Parker?” the teacher called.

“Uh- no, sir,” Peter replied, shrinking in his chair.

The teacher turned back to the board, scribbling frantically as he continued his lecture, and Peter turned to Ned. “People have crushes on me, Ned. It happens, it’s not unrealistic,” he murmured. “But this feels weird. ‘Meet me under the bleachers’? That’s sketchy. Why wouldn’t they just talk to me, like a regular person?”

“Do you remember when you met Liz? How long was it before you could form a complete sentence around her?”

Peter huffed. “I could speak to her—”

“No, you couldn’t,” Ned replied flatly. “In fact, if she still went to school here you probably still wouldn’t be able to talk to her. This person is probably just shy. You should give it a chance.”

Peter’s brow creased as he turned back to his books. Even if Ned was right about the note being innocuous, there was only one person Peter wanted to have written it. But she was one of the most beautiful girls Peter had ever seen, and he doubted she even knew who he was. She definitely wouldn’t have been paying enough attention to him to know which locker was his.

As if on cue, (Y/N) raised her hand to answer the teacher’s question. “It increases across the period and decreases down the group.”

“Correct!” the teacher enthused, before continuing his excited speech about electronegativity.

(Y/N) twiddled a pen in her hands, flicking it lightly back and forth in her fingers as her eyes scanned the messy scrawl of the teacher’s writing on the board. Any time Peter’s gaze landed on her, everything around him seemed to fade out. She radiated calm. That’s what drew Peter to her—the sense of quiet that seemed to follow her wherever she went. For him, everything was always dialled to eleven, but it was as if concentrating on her allowed Peter to turn everything else down. He wondered, if he got close enough to her, would the noise of the outside world disappear altogether.

Even if the note wasn’t from her, Peter still wanted to know who had written it. He was tired of pining after a girl that didn’t even know his name. If there was someone out there who liked him, he was more than willing to give them a chance.

The gym was eerily quiet at lunch. Peter’s shoes squeaked on the floor as he made his way to the bleachers, folding and unfolding the pink note in his hands. He slid it into his pocket when he ducked under the bleachers to wait for his secret admirer.

He was almost afraid to look when he heard footsteps shuffling towards him, but he glanced up to find April Montgomery just a few feet away, wringing her hands together. The light sliced through the bleachers in slats that fell softly across her face, illuminating her golden hair and rosy cheeks.

“So you got my note,” she said quietly.

Peter merely gaped at her. April was one of the most popular girls at Midtown. She was a senior. And she was gorgeous. Peter could barely breathe, let alone speak to her.

“It’s okay, Peter,” she said, stepping towards him. “You don’t have to be nervous.”

He exhaled shakily as she closed the distance between them and looked up at him from underneath dark lashes.

“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asked.

“Wh- I… of course,” he said. Peter didn’t know April very well, so he couldn’t say with any certainty that he liked her, but one thing he couldn’t deny was that she was beautiful.

“Would you like to kiss me?” she whispered. She stood so close, Peter could feel her breath on his chin, could smell her flowery perfume.

He thought about (Y/N), and her calmness and her quiet. He thought about the way she pulled at him, like the tide tugging at a shell on the shore, drawing it into the ocean. Maybe he didn’t feel that way about April, but (Y/N) didn’t feel that way about him, either.

He nodded, and April smiled. “Close your eyes,” she said.

Peter allowed his lids to flutter shut, his heartbeat quickening as he felt her lean towards him. Of all the things he had thought he might do that day, kissing April Montgomery underneath the bleachers in the gym was not one of them.

Heat rose in Peter’s cheeks as he leaned in, feeling the warmth of April’s lips just inches away. He reached out tentatively and took her hand—

April snorted, jumping back and bringing her hand up to her mouth to stifle her laughter. “I’m sorry,” she wheezed between giggles. “I can’t.”

“And cut!” called a voice from the other side of the bleachers. Peter’s stomach churned. He’d know that voice anywhere. “Great work, April!”

“Flash?” Peter said quietly. The confusion in his voice earned him a glance from April that seemed almost sympathetic, but it dissolved back into a grin as her laughter returned.

“Do you know what day it is, Penis Parker?” Flash asked as he rounded the corner, a shadowy silhouette at the end of the bleachers.

Peter knew exactly what day it was, and he was livid with himself for being so stupid. How had he not worked it out sooner?

“April Fools’! Or should I say, April fooled you!” Flash grinned. Peter couldn’t look at his smug face any longer. His anger curdled his blood, almost clouding his vision. He pushed past Flash and sprinted towards the door. “What? You don’t want to see the footage?” Flash called after him.

Peter glanced back, hand on the door, to see Flash and his friends gathered around a phone, snickering at whatever was on the screen. He ducked out of the gym before he could lose the shred of dignity he had left.

The laughter of Flash’s friends followed Peter down the empty hallway. Tears stung his eyes as he pulled the paper from his pocket, rolling it up in a tight ball and throwing it in the trash. He took a moment to stand still, eyes shut tight and fists clenched, reeling in his anger.

The clang of the bell pulled him out of his haze, as floods of students pooled out into the hallway. Peter couldn’t face them. If he knew Flash at all, that video would already be all over the internet, and everyone would have seen it.

He ducked his head, hurrying through the sea of students towards the door, which he pushed open without looking back. The cool air soothed his burning cheeks, allowed him to catch his breath. With a quick, cursory glance behind him, he jumped the school’s fence and darted out across the street.

He’d be marked absent again, and probably get detention, but he didn’t care. He’d take the silence of detention over the taunting of his classmates any day.

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[thekrazykeke]

Family brings clarity at certain times. And in this one, they can fight and be mad but they never ever really give up on each other or let an interloper do what they want without clapping back. Sexytimes that occur are heavily inspired by @lovelylittlekittn‘s suggestions, so thank her. 

Anywho, let’s goooo!

Continued from here.

@elaindeereads @autumn242 @punkrockwxnnabe @palmsofgranate @strawberrysoftkitten @wikiwakanda @lovemekaycee @managingmischiefdaily @gothambrat @marvel-snatched-my-wigs

“When is you gon give Davion the key to the apartment so he can get his tools?” Breanna asked, in the process of greasing Kia’s scalp. Hearing her little ‘ow’ when she tugged too hard on a strand of hair, she murmured an apology, automatically adjusting her grip so that it’s not hurting the younger girl. 

“I’ll give him the key when he learn to speak to me with some sense.” You said simply, tone clipped. Your flatmate was quick to forgive people for hurting her feelings, forgetting though? That’s an entirely different thing altogether. Apparently your brother is on her shit list, though she hadn’t said anything to you so you wasn’t going to say nothin’ either. 

“Y/N. I love you, you know that,” Distractedly, she tapped Nakida’s shoulder, motioning for the taller to lean her head forward a little more. “But as yo cousin, I’m obligated to tell you when you on some other shi...”, Pausing, she cleared her throat, “Stuff. You on some other stuff, and it’s not right, what you doin’.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Of course you taking his side.” 

“All done, baby girl.” Brushing her hair a bit more thoroughly, Breanna used a scrunchie to put it up in a ponytail, something simple to maintain which is what her niece wanted as Nakida isn’t a total pro at sectioning and greasing her scalp on her own. “Ayy, who’s that girl? Ooh na na na na na, she’s that guuuuuurl...” 

“Auntie Breanna, stop!” The teen laughed, dodging her finger which is trying to poke at her cheek. “Stop playin’! O.M.G. stop!” The last word is squealed when Breanna tickled her side. “I have to peeee!”

“Fine! Go on, I’ll clean this up.” Flicking her hand in a dismissive gesture, she smiled as the teen sprinted off towards the bathroom. Beginning to clean up the little jars of hair grease, combs and brushes, she remarked, “Y/N, regardless of all the bullshit Davion sometimes take the family through, he family.” Huffing, you tried to ignore her but she wasn’t having it and popped you in the arm with a comb, which had you hissing out in pain. “I’ma say it again: he family. That mean sometimes we gotta put up with that foolishness because we love them.” 

Mouth twisting up, you crossed your arms in front of your chest, “Since he snitchin’ to you, did he tell you what disrespectful shit he implied about me, and in front of Kia to boot?” Not waiting for her to answer, you continued on to say, “‘Oh, that’s a prince, ain’t no way Y/N could pull him’, the bitch...” 

Unfazed by your temper, Breanna began putting the hair supplies away. “Yes, he told me the truth after I hung up on him a few times when he called screaming and holla’ing, acting a whole ass mess. An’ I agree wit you for putting him in his place asap. Hell, I did too. But it’s been a day, and he needs his tools for other jobs. Did you know that his boss tryna penalize him for that?”

You felt the beginnings to guilt. “No...” 

“I know you and Nadia tight and you feel responsible for her, but she a grown woman that survived without you long before y’all met. So let the duckie roam free and stop being petty, aigh’t?” Brows raising, Breanna held out her hand. Sighing explosively, you reached into your pocket and pulled out the apartment key. “Thank you, boo-boo.”

“Mmhm, whatever. Still don’t forgive his stank ass.” 

“That’s cool. I figured you wouldn’t. ‘S why I sent out the SOS for a family barbecue later this week.” 

You turn and give her an incredulous look, “Umm, what?”

“I said--”

Interjecting before she could finish, “I heard you the first time, but let me reiterate: what the fuck? You realize this ain’t my spot, right? And we smack dab in the middle of Bougie Central? Too many black folk and the cops gon show up, there’s a neighborhood patrol, ya know?”

“Will you calm down?” Breanna rolled her eyes. “It’s just gon be me, Darius, Davion, Isiah, Trinity if I can get her to take a day off, and Nakida. That’s not a lot of people. I ain’t even think to invite all the grandma’s and aunties and uncles. So really, I did you a favor.”

“This is not my spot.”

“I need to know what this dude about. He look like a fuckboi on TV.” 

And so, you were left with the reality that you’d have to tell your man what Breanna had done. On pins and needles, over and over, you practiced a speech of how to softly deliver the news and put a spin on it so that he’d be cool wit it. That afternoon, when you heard his car pull up in the driveway, you was too anxious to wait for him to come in and walked outside to greet him, only to stop in your tracks when you took note of the light skin chick talking to him, a saran wrapped dish in her hold. 

Erik turned to look at you, ignoring how she was still talking, much to your internal amusement, and gave a half smirk. “Ay, baby. I ain’t think you was still up.” As soon as you were in arm’s distance, he reached out and snagged your wrist, tugging you to him. “This our neighbor, Mrs. Wood.” 

“It’s Miss, actually, as I was telling the Prince here.” She smiled fakily and extended a hand to you. “I’m Demi, and no. There’s no relations between Demi Lovato and myself.”

‘Yeah, I bet you was.’ Deciding to be mature, you shake her hand and she damn near tried to break it. Okay then, bih. I see you. Not letting her pathetic attempts to scare you off intimidate you, instead you leaned up and kissed underneath Erik’s chin. “I made dinner and ran your bath water, too.” 

Eyebrows raising, “Cool, we gon eat together.” You’re pleased that he made it a statement not a question and could sense the hate rolling off ‘Miss’ Demi in waves; it was glorious. “Thanks for stopping by and for bringing carrot cake.” He added in an afterthought type of way to the chick.

“I’ll take that.” You reached out to do so and Demi sent you a strained smile before complying. The second the two of y’all stepped in the house, you sat the plate down on the counter, not the fridge. Plans were blooming within your brain for what you’d do with it since you couldn’t just nuke it in the trash, would feel guilty. 

Making yourself a plate, you nibbled on the meal while Erik practically inhaled his dinner. Conversation is light, casual and you’re cleaning up the dishes while he’s washing up. Once that chore is done, the dishes are in the rack to dry, you meander to the bedroom where you see him sitting on the bed, water lightly peppering his scarred body and towel around his waist. 

Figuring what the hell, you got down on your knees and moved between his legs. Keeping eye contact, you slowly pulled the towel off, revealing his cock which is long, straight, and just thick enough to beat up your pussy walls just the way you liked. ‘Don’t get distracted, Y/N. Don’t get distracted.’ 

When you wrapped your hands around him, he groaned. 

“Fuck, baby girl.” he groaned as you leaned down and licked the underside of his dick from balls to tip. That nickname had you squeezing your thighs together, needing some friction on your pussy. You slowly slid his cock into your mouth and worked him deeper, what you couldn’t take, you used your hand. Erik’s hand goes to your head, not pushing but guiding you up and down. Moving your hand, you relaxed your throat and let his cock slide to the back of your throat, nose buried in the hair at the base, swallowing around him. 

Erik’s hand tightened in your hair for a painful moment as he cussed again. You hummed as you moved back up to the tip, curling your fingers around him and beginning to stroke in time with every little bob. Then after a second, you used the palm of your hand to lightly roll his balls. He grunted and his hips bucked, nearly gagging you as his cock hit the back of your throat, “You are so fucking sexy. Suck me harder, baby girl, I’m gonna cum.” 

Looking up at Erik, you squeeze him tighter in your fist, teeth scraping gently on the underside of his head. “Fuck, fuck, fuck--!” He chanted and then you felt him throb in your hand just before his cum shot out in thick pulses. 

You swallowed every.single. drop. 

When you moved to pull away, hand squeezing one last time, a squirt came out, splattering against your shirt and a bit on your chin. Before you can say anything else, barely ten minutes later, Erik’s lifting you up and bodily tossing you onto the bed, gently. Bouncing a little, you scoot backward, dragging your shirt off and overhead, tossing it away as he crawled forward. He grabs your left ankle, tugging you back to him and Erik’s tongue swipes at your chin, collecting his cum. Heart stuttering, you can only stare at him wide eyed as he grinned down at you wickedly, golden fangs gleaming. “I know you ain’t think we was done and you ain’t get to cum?” He snorts, hand going to your cute (fave color) silk panties and you heard a ripping sound. 

“Erik!”

“I’ll buy you more.” he promised. “Lay on ya belly and put your hands above your head.” You do as you’re told only a bit reluctantly. Over and over, his hand glides from neck to ankle, making your ass lift instinctively every time he comes closer to your pussy, but he doesn’t touch you there, yet. He’s probably getting off on the way your pussy lips peek out between your thighs; this is euphoria to him, this bit of control. 

After a few minutes, he pulls your legs apart but keeps you flat on the bed, your pussy juices probably soaking the sheets. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear, the tip of his cock dragging down your slit, teasing.

“Don’t move. Hold onto the headboard and do exactly as I say.” He waits until you nod. “That’s my baby girl.” He sits up on his haunches and runs his hands up both sides of your inner thighs and gently, so gently, ran a finger over the outside of your swollen pussy lips before pushing the middle and index finger inside you. Your ass lifts, trying to grind against his finger but he holds you down with his free hand. “Look at you, so cute. Does it feel good, baby girl, when I fuck you with my fingers?” 

Asshole, he knows it does. 

You’re soaking his hand while he pumps that finger in and out, in and out, before adding another, then repeating the cycle. Before removing both digits. He doesn’t give you time to complain before he’s lifting your hips up and using his knees to spread you open. 

“Hold a little higher. I want your nipples to touch the sheets while I fuck you, just those pretty nipples.” 

Kinky as fuck. You groan but position yourself just the way that he wants you. Barely a minute passes before his thick cock is spreading you open and sliding in. Your mouth is opening and words are pouring out, “Oh fuck, oh shit, ohh shit...Erik...!”

“Shit, baby. Look at how good you takin’ Daddy’s dick.” A rush of embarrassment and arousal sweeps through you and a flood of moisture flows out of you, drenching his cock and balls. His hands grab your hips, tipping your pelvis so that your ass is exposed and thrusts into you. “You like this shit, don’t you, baby girl? Say it, say you like this shit!”

“Yesyesyes, I like this, I like this shit!”

Erik grabs your breasts, rolling the hardened nipples between his fingers, his rhythm never faltering. “Save you love Daddy’s dick.” His middle finger is on your clit, so hard and wet, ready to cum. When you don’t readily comply with his demand, he smacks you on the ass, making you flinch and jolt a little. “Say it! Say that shit, say you love Daddy’s dick!”

At this point, you’ll do anything to cum. “I love Daddy’s dick!!” You’re practically screaming it. You’d bent down, tilted your ass up and he kicks your knees open a bit more. He’s half on top of you, thrusting deep in your pussy.

“You feel so good, baby girl. You like this shit, don’tchu, deep and hard?” You can’t answer, can barely even think. Your body tightens around his cock, shaking hard and you cum, practically drenching his cock. “Yes! That’s it, baby! Cum for me, cum all over this dick!!” He grabs your hips, fucking into you hard, stealing the breath from your lungs with every stroke and it’s borderline too much, but then he’s cumming, filling you with his seed. And now you fall onto the bed, too spent and tired to move. 

Erik and you traded breaths, trying to calm down your racing hearts. But soon enough, his hands are tracing over your brown thighs again. 

“Sit on my face.” You turn your head to glance at him and he smirked. “You know you want to. Plus cumming once is not acceptable. Get’cho cute ass...” Not letting him change his mind, you did as told. Erik liked that shit anyway, if the way he gripped your ass cheeks was any indication.And if he was a lot more amicable to the idea of your siblings crowding up in this place than he might have been? Well, that’s no one’s business but you and his. 

As for Miss Demi’s nasty carrot cake? To be a Good Samaritan, you gave it to a homeless man and five dollars as an apology cuz that shit looked dry as hell.  

[sequoiann]

✎ it’s ya girl denise !!!!! and guess what!! yes it’s already in the header but hfsdk i’ve hit my first anniversary!!! it’s crazy that i’ve actually sustained my account for a year! im rly so so grateful tht i’ve built up this… thing…. :^) the tumblr fam + the friends ive made through this acc was a hugeee part of my 2017, and im sure it’d be an even bigger part of my 2018 ! i’d like to thank everyone for being willing to read my pile of bullcrap tht i pour out of my head, ive said this before n i’ll say it again: i never ever imagined tht i’ll have a successful writing acc on here! i’ve tried writing on other platforms (like wattpad) before but it nv rly worked out well long-term bc it became a chore for me to post n update my stories…. but it’s never like tht on tumblr bc of you sweet buttercups!!! thnk u all for constantly reminding me to take care of myself n for checking in on me randomly nd !!! for keyboard smashing your souls out + screaming @ me when i post content!! every little action you guys do rly impacts me a lot, n even when u guys just come by n drop a msg in my inbox my heart just combusts n 💞💛🚨💎💗💥💘‼ (okay enough yapping)

i honestly dont know how follow forevers work but ! i’d like to mention people tht hv, in one way or another, helped me to keep this account going! i cant mention e v e ry o n e but do know tht as long as you’ve made a single note on my dash or hv positive views on my content, you’d be in this list if i cld fit everyone!! i love you all and thnk u so much for everything!

💛: scroll 2 the bottom for a msg! 💗: bithc i’d fling myself out of the solar system for you ilysdm wth ⛅: i actl stalk ur page every few days n send in anon asks bc im a coward but haa thnk u 4 being an inspiration to humanity 💫: we dont talk a lot yet but i absolutely adore ur content!!! n i hope you’re well n happy bc u deserve all the love u can get !

a-c :

@andromedaneedsoxyjin 💗 @adoretexts ⛅ @ajuimaginary 💗 @boosoonhao 💛 @bfwooz 💗 @blondshua 💫 @bookwan 💗 @cheolshu 💫 @chittafont ⛅ @choco-seventeen 💛 @caratvocals 💛 @cosmicae 💗 @chillihansol 💛 @camera-seventeen 💫

d-o :

@dumbbelle 💛 @dreamingseventeen 💛 @gyuofficial 💫 @hansolmates 💗 @hoshidotcom  💫 @hyungwon  💫 @hxshi  💫 @honeywonu 💗 @jeongahn  💗 @joshsua 💫 @jiso2 💗 @jeong-hanie 💫 @joshpup 💗 @johshuas 💫 @jeonghney  💫 @kristian-do 💗 @kingyu97 💛 @kwoncity 💗 @lxveille 💗 @myungho ⛅ @neoyeppuda 💛 @oatmealupdates 💗

p-s :

@princeshushu @paintedshua 💛 @peachseong ⛅ @pasteluji ⛅ @pjimims ⛅ @rappershua 💫 @seventeendom 💫 @soongyuz @shuvee 💫@saythename17scenarios 💗 @starshua @sailorimagines ⛅ @swimmingfool 💫@sebongie-loves ⛅ @softmanscoups 💫 @softhaos ⛅ @soongyuz 💛

t - # :

@ttherose 💫 @taekemeaway ⛅ @tswoondere 💫 @vitaminhosh 💫 @versigny ⛅ @warmau ⛅ @welovekpopscenarios 💗 @writers-leir ⛅ @writingdummy 💗 @whatsoodo ⛅ @wonuz ⛅ @17cuties ⛅ @17cafe 💗 @17mounteens 💗

❥ @boosoonhao

love!!! okay hello hngh we hvnt talked the most yet but i dont think i’ve expressed my utmost love for you enough so yes let me tell you how much i l o v e your content, plus u post quality works so often it makes my little heart so !!! content !!! im not sure when you made your account n i think i discovered your blog a little late but thnk u for your effort in everything you do, u rly inspire me to keep working on my drafts :”) i lov you n i hope we get closer this year! even if im an awkward ass! 

❥ @choco-seventeen

chOcoOooO oh choco my juliet hskjdf hi it’s my annoying ass here to bother u again with my over-the-top affection for u!!!! you rly were one of the blogs tht made me start my own writing blog, n even when i did i nv knew i’d ever talk to u?? maybe through anon heuk but i rly thought u’d be tht holy figure up there tht i’ll never reach! i mean u are still tht holy figure but thnk u for being so friendly n nice n cute n for bcoming a friend 2 me!!! i lov u so much + okay pfft your works pffttt i wnt to frame them up in gold n hang them in my living hall wadafack bih

❥ @caratvocals

oh look another one of my inspirations whom motivated me to start out making fake texts!! kura my love hello !!! i knw we hvnt talked a lot in the recent months…? but my appreciation n love for u still ! remains ! the same !! i love your bubbly n kind personality n it’s rly similar to seokmin’s…. you’re the sun tht never goes out! thnk u for spouting random cute words bc wow thAT shiT you do makes me so soft n your texts??? my honey your texts are so legit i cackle whenever i read them !! i never know how you make them so realistic but i’d like to thank you for putting so much effort into your work ; n your scenarios omg when u released your first fic i wanted to roll in the grass n scream ! it was so good, the chan apocalypse one and the jeonghan day 27 (? i think?) one! i lov all your works basically, thnk u for being so inspiring n cute n for being yourself i lov u !!!

❥ @chillihansol

hanni hanni hanni HANNI !!! my virtual sister! the loml !!! i’ve got so many things to thank you for honestly, you’ve been tht pillar of support for me whenever my mind is just going haphazard ! n u always try to help whenever sth comes up n ure so kind abt everything i wna migrate to where u live omf // + i’ve seen u improve in your writing so much in such a short period of time i am shook tbh wht kind of black magic are u doing ?? ok but im so grateful to hv met u omg when i think abt u i honestly just…… burst into ugly tears bc wht did i ever do in my past life to deserve you ilysdm thnk u for coming into my life n staying here through all my bullsht

❥ @dumbelle

my ring ring ding a ling!!! my disney princess !!!! i love you so much do i need to say anything more!!! thnk u for always checking in on me with cute lil msgs n chatting w my boring ass ! you’re so sweet n kind n so crazy n wow i love crazy :^)) you’ve been posting such unique content on your blog…. i mean the moodboards + the speech text bubbles + the cute lil scenarios below tht?? wht the heck tht is so cute ???? the first time i saw  one of your moodboard i started chuckling 2 myself @ the dinner table n i wnted to shove the fork down my throat is2g ok ilyssm

❥ @kingyu97

feesha!! i rmb when you were still tht f anon tht i met indirectly through clar n lani, n you lil shits wouldnt tell me who u are !!! tht was a funny experience im not gna lie but tht aside, thnk u for always showing your support in my works + being my lil chat buddy!! you brighten up my days so much, sometimes u randomly pop into my inbox when im feeling under the waeather n it just… rly…. makes me smile n then sob in 54 languages bc i lov u n i hv done nothing to deserve everything u do for me n i just…. i just love u ok pls stay in my life ilyily

❥ @dreamingseventeen

yEt another one of my senpais ! my inspiration 2 write!!!! i’ve loved your works ever since i discovered cos, it’s rly one of the fics tht i rmb every detail abt bc i reread it everytime it fades from my dory memory!! i feel so honored tht i got to talk to n be friends with succch an amazing author like you, n i love how you’re just so sincere n genuine in everything tht u do! thnk u for supporting me + encouraging me when im hesitant to do stuff, im so grateful for you and i love you ! i hope you keep writing (although your cat walks all over you n your desktop kekk how cute), pls do rmb to stay healthy !!

❥ @neoyeppuda

i’d really want to make 2 separate dedis to the both of u clar n lani but this post is getting toooo long so i’ll try to be concise but at the same time (hopefully) be able to tell u 2 how much i love u!!! the both of u hv been supporting me for a while n i heard abt you guys a lot before, n when yall came into my inbox i shrieked when i found out tht it was the admins of neoyeppuda like woa i feel like a celebrity just noticed me?? the same feeling i got with choco when i interacted w her for the first time! thnk u both for being so sweet n kind n crazy with me, im so thankful tht the both of u are my friends :^) lani you’re so damn beautiful both inside out n i hope u dont forget tht, i knw things may be hard but it’ll get better - talk to me whenever alright ♡ clar you’re the adorablest fluffiest person ever ilysm thnk u for always hitting my soft spots haaaa :”))) i hope 2018 goes well for the both of u, n pls take care!

❥ @paintedshua

sophie!!! my lovely lavendar soap bar! i think you’d be able to expect wht i wna say already but thnk u for chatting with me at random times of the day / night abt random ass topics tht come off your head (or maybe mine?) ! it makes me so happy tht we’re able to talk so… calmly abt crazy topics n talk so crazily abt calm topics….. i dont think tht made sense but yes u get it hnghh thnk u for building this friendship with me! one tht i treasure with all my heart n soul!!! i hope you continue having happiness n bliss in your life bc u obviously deserve all the good u can get

❥ @soongyuz

priya!!!! wow i can write a freaking 87439-word essay for u bc i think?? tht you’ve been my longest (i dont think tht this is the correct term but) mutual? you’ve been here as heart anon, and let me tell you!!! those days!!! i wasn’t in the best emotional condition (?? ok this doesnt sound right too buT lets move on) then n your heart anon asks were so cute n so innocent n just so!! full of marshmallows n rainbow sprinkles !!! n then a priya emerged from tht n im so damn grateful tht you’ve been with me for so long, thnk u for absolutely everything tht you’ve done for me, i love u so much ♡ i hope you arent too stressed abt school + i hope ure taking care of yourself!