Gossip Girl AU Zoro
Young Zoro: *dumps his ex's stuff in a car drives the car to some clearing somewhere, pours gasoline and then lights a match and throws it, takes out a cigarette and smokes it and catwalks like a bad bitch as the car goes off in smokes and puffs some smoke off the cigarette* Bitches ain't shit *throws the cigarette down and stamps his foot on it and walks off*
Years later........
Sanji: Dude, you were once a badass bitch! Like you brought that fucking bitch down and yet here you are crying over that motherfucker years later!!
Zoro: *sobs* I know!! I know!!! *starts wailing*
Sanji: Nope!! Dude I will not sit down here and watch you cry like that!! Nope!! Bitch you gotta get up!! You better get up!! You are the motherfucking King of this fucking town!! You are King Z for fuck's sake!! No bitch can dare disrespect you and think he will leave to walk away without shame attached to his name! Any bitch that dares to hurt you has to pay for it!!
Zoro: *sniffs and wipes his tears* Yeah you are right. I need to pull myself together.
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desperately hugging you after not seeing you for 15+ months as if my body remembered that the thought of this hug had comforted me when i felt cold and imagining helped me feel safe, helped me feel warm, helped me sleep, and still helps me sleep sometimes. is it no wonder i let my mind fantasise about you in a different way now? i don't wish that ever comes out in any interaction with you. but, i know any desire to stay in, develop, and grow that social club will just be an excuse to be around you. i want being there to feel as safe as the imaginary you makes me feel. i do wish you were mine, but i know you were made by hands warmer than mine, and time. someone who was mine, and my age, made by me, would not be of your quality of gold. if i want you, or someone like you, i have no choice but to start by knowing myself better, even if i don't really want to. i guess i have to want to.
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1. it’s my 24th birthday today, so my goal of being published by the time i’m 25 is now a one year looming monster, but i never specified what kind of published and am currently looking in various literary magazines that are recommended for writers who have yet to be published, so i’m surprisingly confident that i can make it work? and tbh even if whatever i write isn’t officially published before my 25th birthday, if i have someone in the process of being published then i’ll be happy!! no matter what though, i’m gonna try to be proud of myself for at least giving it my best shot!!
2. i honestly love that my birthday is on the ides of march because the ides of march meme shitposting is only a thing on tumblr but it also being my birthday makes it easier to like. be excited about the ides of march outside of tumblr. like even in person i can be like “it’s my birthday! i’m an ides of march babe (:” and if someone is like oh what’s that? or if they say something along the lines of oh like julius caesar? i can be like yep!! and even if it’s a small thing outside of tumblr it brings me immense enjoyment and amusement being able to bring it up off of tumblr
3. transportation situation has been very rough since june 2023 when i totalled my car, my gap insurance are being assholes and i ended up putting my foot down on the phone with them yesterday which i’m pretty proud of because i am NOT a confrontational person (something i’ve been working on this past year, so seeing some improvement with my ability to hold my ground and not be a pushover yesterday was very cool!!) i was told i’d get a response from them by friday next week no matter what, and if i don’t then friday of next week i will continue to wreak havoc upon them. but my moms car which i’ve been using since my accident broke down yesterday, hopefully it’s fixable but my parents were saying it might be done for, so trying to think of how i’m gonna get to work next week is kind of stressing me out lmao, but for now i’m just gonna focus on enjoying my birthday the best i can because i don’t want to start off being 24 with an overwhelming anxiety for something that won’t be a potential issue until monday. plus i already messaged my boss today to let her know that i’m going to do everything i can to make it work out but just so she’s in the loop and knows of the potential of me not being able to make my morning shifts (one of my coworkers said she’s more than happy to give me a ride for our afternoon shifts which does help relieve some of the stress!) and i told her i’d let her know for sure sunday so that if necessary she can have time to figure out someone to fill in for me in the mornings!
overall: life is weird and i ended being 23 yesterday with a shitty situation but a positive outlook and i am going to enjoy my first day of being 24 no matter what because honestly i fucking earned it. happy friday everyone, i hope it’s a good day for you and me both!
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i reread stella and siena(aka 'boarding school girls'/'the temperley high series') by helen eve a few month ago and i cannot stop thinking abt them. stella having episodes of vertigo after siena killed herself and spending the rest of her life trying to recreate siena exactly so siena could live on through her only to die in the exact same clock tower.... syrena resorting to stealing all of stella's things because stella wanted to become siena and syrena wanted to keep her....the way siena told stella she should always have her hair down and in turn stella told syrena she should always be barefoot....the fact that jack desperately wanted to become his own person and wanted to go to university but ended up working for his dad anyway....these aren't perfect books by far but helen eve fucking cooked with the doomed narratives
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Six Sentence Sunday:
a ✨sexc✨ excerpt from a future installment of for when my soul’s too tired to speak:
Jenny smiles, and hooks her arms around his neck while she hikes up her left leg up around his hip. “Still interested?”
Nate answers by grabbing her hips, lifting her into the air. Jenny lets out a surprised squeak of laughter, and wraps her legs around his waist, letting him carry her to bed.
“Mmm,” she hums into his temple before kissing him there. “I love dating a jock.”
“What?” his laugh vibrates into her body, which just serves to make her want him more.
“You’re strong,” she explains, matter-of fact. “You can pick me up, toss me around,” she ducks her head to playfully nip at his ear. “It’s hot.”
He laughs again, the sound a little more strained. “Oh really?”
He tosses her on the bed, and she lets out a delighted squeal of laughter as she yanks him down on top of her. She grabs him with such force he has to catch himself by bracing his arms on her side.
“Maybe I’m a jock, but you’re secretly ripped,” he mutters, kissing down her jawline.
She hums happily, carding a hand through Nate’s hair. “Fashion school,” she quips, “to graduate you have to be able to throw a supermodel like a javelin.”
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please do part 2 of professor nanami please
wow double please?? :0 so nanami rails you in his class and then you get caught and nanami gets fired and you find another teacher to fuck. part two over.
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