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God, I just love them so much 😍😭🤍💫✨
They’re so beautiful 🥹😍
#Ellen#Portia#Ellen and Portia#loves of my life#loml#rip twitch#fuck!#😭🤍🙏#🥺🥹#congratulations on 18 years together#❤️😍
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The late, great Cindy Williams discussing co-starring on the 1970s sketch show “The Funny Side” with Gene Kelly.
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May you pass onto the halls of your forefathers, in whose mighty company you shall never be ashamed.✨️🤍
Tonight, we remember one who lent his enormous talent to telling the story we have all come to love. Hail, the victorious dead!
May the Simbelmynë cover his tomb as it did the tomb of the one he so accurately portrayed.
Bernard Hill Dec 17, 1944 - May 5, 2024
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HI I LOVE UR WORKS could I pls request like a mean dom ex bf Luke Castellan x fem reader who just canNOT get over him 🙏 it’s ok tho cuz we can get under him instead 😍 (smutty ofcccc)
DON’T STOP ~ L. CASTELLAN
lowk based of this p link
ex!Luke Castellan x fem!reader
🎀🤍 - It’s been awkward around camp since you and Luke broke up, even worse since you miss him so much..
Oral!fem receiving , Luke being a meanie , teasing , rough&dom!Luke , squirting , sum fluff at the end
EVEN THOUGH HE WAS YOUR EX, AND HE broke things of with you, you couldn’t help but stare at every chance you got. When he was practicing sword fighting with another camper, or when your gazes met at the picnic benches during breakfast.
And Luke hated this. It made his blood boil, those sweet looks you sent him. The innocent doe look as your round eyes widened each time he finally gave in and stared back. The few seconds he actually managed to make eye contact with you he saw that desire that he was all too familiar with swirl in your irises. Then again, it made him chuckle each time you turned away from his strong gaze, shyness overtaking you.
Yet, it made him cocky, knowing he still had that power over you despite breaking things off. It made him want to get closer and see just how much you blushed at his presence. He wanted to feel the way your body stiffened when he touched you, before eventually melting with each gentle caress. It was sick, how much pleasure it brought him to think about messing with you. But, he also couldn’t deny that he had his own desires that needed to be fulfilled. So it wasn’t all that twisted because part of that want for you was because of his own lust and not just his ego.
Even now, as Luke stares at you from across the field, his helmet adorning blue whilst yours red, he could sense that same desire seep from your body. He wanted to soothe that ache he knew pooled under those leggings you were wearing. He took the opportunity as he snuck through the trees like an animal, and saw you, guarding a red flag stuck into the dirt.
If you could even call it guarding. Your back was turned to him, picking at the flowers by your feet, you sat atop of a tree stump nearly dying of boredom. Your helmet and sword had been discarded and rest on the grass next to you. You gasped, feelings sharp tip dig into your back.
“You never learn.” A familiar voice that sent chills down your spine echoed into your ears. “How many times did I tell you, never get distracted.”
“Many times.” You replied, voice weak and small. You slowly turned your head, peeking at him over your shoulder. Your eyes holding that same doe eye look as you stared up at him innocently. He removed the faux sword from your back, squatting down to reach your height. “Luke.”
He took your chin between his fingers and thumb, staring intensely into your eyes. “You’re a stupid girl, y/n.” He leaned his so close that his lips nearly brushed over yours, “But so irresistible.”
You gulped down thickly, “Lu..”
“You’re not gonna be eating dinner tonight, you’re going to stay in your cabin.” Luke demanded, not even asking you, but stating it like it was a fact of the future.
“But—“ You stumbled over your words pathetically, breathing heavily against his pink lips that were so close and yet so far. “Luke.”
“It’s an order.” He stood up, tone cold and harsh as he ripped the flag from the ground and began walking away.
“Hey!” It was the loudest your feeble voice had been the whole interaction, your hands reaching for the sword by your side as he paused. “The whole point of the this game is to not let the opposing team win the flag.”
Luke let out a mocking laugh, turning around to look at your like you were dumb. “What, and you’re gonna fight me for it?”
You knew you didn’t stand a chance against the greatest swordsman of all of Camp Half-Blood, and yet you still allowed the words to slip your mouth. “Yes.”
He shook his head, tossing the flag aside. “Fine.” He readied his sword, pointing at you threateningly, “Have it your way.”
“Yeah.” You mumbled, mimicking his actions and sucking in a deep breath. You truly couldn’t go against Luke even if you put all your might into it. You were a fool for even instigating a dual, and that same proclamation ended in you on your stomach, cheek digging into the grass with your sword knocked across the field. Luke held both your wrist behind your back, knees on either side of your hips as his hard on pressed against your backside.
“You’re a stupid girl.” He repeated his mean words from earlier, this time so close to your ear that his breath tickled the side of your face. His grip on your was getting painful, but it felt numb as he leaned down to press a soft kiss against your temple. “You’ll learn one day.”
He stood up, releasing you from his grip as he walked away, picking the flag up and disappearing into the trees. You’re team was going to give you so much shit for this.
THIS IS STUPID, Luke Castellan was your ex. What type of control does he have that you had to listen to him? You’d been pacing around the empty cabin during dinner time for five minutes.
“Aren’t you gonna eat, sister?” One of your siblings asked before leaving, watching you with curiosity as you laid under the covers.
“Not tonight, I feel a little sick.” You lied, even mustering up a fake whine as you gripped your stomach. “Go ahead, I’ll be fine.” And within a few moments, she was gone, and you waited and waited, which left you to pacing. “Fuck this.” You stomped towards the door, deciding that you shouldn’t listen to him, because who was he? Ordering you to do what he wanted.
“Where are you going?” Luke asked smugly as his gaze met yours when you opened the door. “I told you to stay here.”
You stepped back slowly, “I was going to eat.” Your voice had become stronger, but that didn’t mean that your mind felt anymore confident when confronting the son of Hermes.
He shut the door, following each step you took backwards by stepping forward, his smirk very clear, even in the dark atmosphere. “But I told you not go, to wait for me here.”
“Well, I’m not gonna listen to everything you say, Luke.” You stopped, feeling your legs collided again the side of one of the bunk beds. It was yours, and you could tell by the curtains you had Luke nail onto the top for extra privacy. “You’re not my boyfriend anymore.”
He let out another chuckle, something about your words had entertained him so much that he’d revealed his pearly canines. But in a split second it dropped, he hurled at you, pushing you against the bed and pining your arms above your head. You’d be lying if you said that this didn’t soak your panties almost immediately.
“I tell you do things, baby, ‘cause you don’t know how to do them yourself.” Luke whispered into your neck, planting sweet kisses along it’s curve and your shoulder. Then he began sucking, leaving bruises behind and then soothing them by licking gently against the purple skin. “Did I really fuck you so dumb that you just can’t comprehend when someone tells what to do.”
You sigh at his touch, “Stop calling me stupid, Luke.”
He huffed out a laugh, trailing further down your chest kissing at the tops of your tits that spilled out the white tank top you had on. “It’s what you are, I mean, you can hardly form a sentence when I just so much as look at you.”
You whine, “I can speak for myself.” You said in a whisper, tugging at the grip he had on your wrist.
He lifted his head from it’s spot in the valley of your tits. “Then tell me,” He took one hand, still restraining you with the other, “what do you want.” You went silent, brain going foggy as he inched a warm hand under your tank top, under your bra. “I said, what do you want me to do, stupid girl.”
You whined, “Fuck, I want you to eat me out.” Your tone was meant to come out a lot more stronger then it actually did, it nearly sounded like you were pleading.
“Aww, look at my girl, finally learning a new thing.” He cooed, letting go of your wrist and lifting his head from your chest. He caressed your face, eyes lowering down to your lips and inching closer just like how he did in the forest earlier. “I really meant it when I said your irresistible, baby.” He whispered, kissing your cheek, purposely avoiding your lips. “I‘ve missed your taste.”
“Then why have you been a dickhead and ignoring me since we broke up.” You muttered, bringing your now free hands to wonder up and down his toned arms. “You could’ve had me if you wanted me.”
He chuckled, “Trust me, I’ve been doing anything but ignoring.” He squeezed your hip, finally dipping his head to kiss you desperately. It was a messy and hot kiss, full of desire, clashing teeth, and tongue. Your hands had lifted to cup his face, eyes pressed shut as you took in this long awaited make out. Nothing could describe the lust that emitted from the kiss alone, how heavy the both of you inhaled through your nose, refusing to part your mouths and breath.
But it eventually had to come, Luke grew impatient and hungry as he was the first to pull away, dragging your hips to the edge of the bed roughly. He fell to his knees in a heartbeat, pulling off your shorts in one swift move and shoving your panties the side. He then folded your legs just enough so your whole cunt was exposed and openly glistening in the little bit of light that illuminated the cabin.
He nearly came just at the sight of it, leaning down to begin his feverish licking and sucking on your folds. You let out a surprised moan, not expecting him to dive into your pussy like a starved man. Your hand flew to his dark curls, the other gripping the pretty pink sheets you already knew were going to be ruined by the time he was finished.
After all, dinner time was a whole hour and thirty, giving him plenty of time to enjoy his meal without stop. Luke flicked his tongue in and out your hole teasingly before moving to suck on your clit loudly. The noises were disgusting, a sloppy combination of slurping and high pitched moans. He lightly shook his head against you, digging his features into you, his grip on your thighs tightening each time you attempted to push them down.
“Fuck, Luke, don’t stop, don’t stop!” You moaned, legs trembling at the way he worked his tongue against you. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You nearly screamed, your grip on his curls painful but he didn’t even mind it. He didn’t even flinch as you began to leak milky cum from your cunt, he just continued to lick at your sensitive bud. You did everything in your power to try and get him away, pushing at his shoulders, gripping his arms, shoving away his face, letting out choked whines of surrender. “I can’t—“ Each feeble attempt in getting your point across was interrupted by your own moans and squeaks as he brushed over your overstimulated clit.
You’re pussy was probably a mess of spit, cum, and arousal mixing together, yet something about that was so addictive to Luke. It wasn’t like he didn’t hear your pleas, or that he was ignoring them, he truly couldn’t pull away. He was letting animalistic groans each times he swiped his tongue onto your pussy, letting the wetness fill his taste buds.
He couldn’t help it when he just pushed your legs closer to your chest whenever you squirmed and attempted to push the closed. He heard you whines and it only fed his own pleasure, his licks became quicker, more messy if that was even possible. He was out of breath and heaving, yet didn’t pull back for a second, he just kept stuffing his face back into your cunt. He noted the way you nearly screamed whenever he fucked his tongue into and rolled with it, repeating the motion as his nose stimulated your clit.
With that you were letting out the most pornographic moans he’d ever heard come from you. Your attempts to shove him away for noticeably more frantic and aggressive, you’re whines, despite being almost unintelligible, begged for him to stop. There was a overwhelmingly tight coil in your stomach that just felt different compared to your last orgasm, it went from your stomach and moved down in waves. Before you could let another push to his shoulder you threw your head back and gripped the sheets desperately. You heard a gentle squelch, very faint but it made your eyes widen in horror as you sat up at stared down at Luke.
He finally pulled away, wiping away at the wetness that dropped down his chin and onto his neck. He fell back on his knees, a drowsy smirk on his lips and heavy eyelids that stared back at you. You squirted, and all over his face at that. “Fuck.” Was all he could mutter, biting his lower lip as he stared at you. “That was..so fuckin’ hot, baby.”
You blushed, hiding your face in your hands as you groaned. “I made a mess.”
He leaned up, removing your hands and lightly pecking your lips. “A beautiful mess, baby.” He whispered, “I bet I can make it happen again.”
“No!” You squeezed your legs shut, shoving his shoulder as he laughed, gently caressing your thigh. “Dinner is almost over and you need to leave before anyone notices you were here in the first place.”
“I don’t care if they see me, they probably already heard you.” He stood up, making you notice the painful bulge that outline the cargo shorts he had on.
“Oh, fuck, Luke.” You whispered. He didn’t have to ask what you were referring to with your pitiful tone as you stared at his hardened dick without shame.
“Don’t worry about.” He reassured, digging into his pocket to pull out a picture. “I’ve got you to help me out later in the night.” With closer examination, you noticed that it was an old photo that he’d taken months before the breakup. You laid down on a bed, shirt lifted just enough to show your tits, legs spread open with a cock shoved in your cunt.
“You’re dirty.” You slapped his leg, but a sheepish smile betrayed any ounce of annoyance you were trying to display. You leaned down to grab your shorts, but before you put them back on you paused. You looked up at Luke, who wasn’t paying attention as he slipped the photo back into his side pocket, and then at your lap. You stood up and slipped out of your panties, balling them up and offering it to Luke like a present. “You can have ‘em, they’re ruined because of you anyway and it could be useful for helping you later.”
Luke let out a chuckle, not even blinking as he took them and shoved them into his pocket. “Thank you.” He took your waist, his hand trailing down to the plush cheeks of your ass and squeezing the flesh. He leaned into close of the night with a another hungry kiss, except he replaced the painful lust with love and devotion. He regretted ever letting you escape his arms, and knew that he wouldn’t do it again, no matter what. He kneeled down, picking up the shorts he’d discarded and lightly kiss your thigh, you stepped into them, watching with admiration as he dragged them back up.
“I love you.” You weren’t sure if maybe it was too soon to confidently say the words once more but part of you didn’t care.
Luke didn’t know either, but he definitely knew in his whole heart that he didn’t give a fuck. “I love you too.” You walked to the cabin door, feeling a pool of dread as he opened it and slowly let go of your hand. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You nodded, giving him a smile before he was gone, the door shutting completely with a quiet click.
“Hey, Luke, where were ya?” You heard a fellow camper call out just moments after Luke’s exit. “Didn’t get some dinner before bed?”
“Nah, man, don’t worry.” Luke shrugged it off, he voice getting more faint the farther he went, but you definitely heard him say: “I already ate.”
Natti speaks !!: I actually ended up liking this way more than I thought so a big thank u to the person who sent this request in🫶🏼🫶🏼 Luke Castellan is js to fine and he needs to be stopped.
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#luke castellan blurb#luke castellan imagine#luke castellan smut#luke castellan pjo#luke castellan#luke castellan x reader#luke castellan x fem!reader#Natti’s works 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪#percy jackson and the olympians show#charlie bushnell#Charlie bushnell x reader
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OH MY GOD. THE WAY I JUST SCREAMED IN MY PILLOW BECAUSE OF YOUR NEW SUNNY FIC AGDGJAEGAJAVSG ITS SOSOSOS CUTE I CANT BREATHEHEHEHEHE. it got me thinking…sunny and miggy are perfect for the one bed trope 😭😭😭😭😭 just imagine miggy acting like it doesn’t effect him, sleeping in the same bad as sunny. i’m already giggling thinking about it. PLEASE WRITE A FIC ABOUT IT WHEN YOU HAVE THE TIME 😭🙏
As Warm As You.
Miguel O’Hara x Female! Reader
A/N: OMG! Thank you so much for the love and the request! 💕🤍 I personally never read anything from this trope, but I think I made something that can satisfy your fluffy craving😅. But I added some Sunny lore, so maybe this will make up for my ignorance. I’m also sorry it’s kinda short.
A/N: I haven’t seen the movie yet, but this shouldn’t be harmed by it maybe. Also I would like to say that I am using Google Translate for the Spanish phrases I use, so if you are fluent in Mexican Spanish (I think that’s what you call phrases and sayings more common in Mexico.), please comment some criticism my way. Thank you!🤍
Warnings: Trauma, Nightmares, comfort, fluffy bits, One Bed, Miguel is a secret softie, No Use of YN ((Sunny is her nickname, not her name name)), Female pronouns, Google Translate Spanish, Established relationship?
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“Ben?…Ben!”
The little spider’s scream cuts through the screeching sirens. The smog hung around the air as the dying flames stained the sky. Too many flames…Too many places to be at once.
The red staining the dark costume caused bile to build up as the search becomes more desperate.
I have to find him.
The dull pain from nails bending and breaking as the rumble falls around her shaking frame. The choked panting caused the Doctor to find his friend quite easily. His friend desperately searching for something. Someone.
Why can’t I find him?
The question is answered with a patch of dark hair appears under a pile of rumble, the tips stained in red. There was so much…why is there so much…
A howl of pain rings out of the young woman’s throat as she clings to the body, her mentor just steps behind her, helpless as to how he can help her.
No one can help her. Like how no one helped her Ben.
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A faint flash of orange alerts the sleeping man out of his endless dream. He looks around and doesn’t notice anyone at first. Miguel sighs, his paranoia running wild as he almost thought an enemy broke into his apartment, not that it would be a first. As he lays back down to sleep, a slight drag against the floor brings the hairs on the back of his neck to life.
He may not have a spider-sense, but he certain knew when someone was watching him. His talons burrow at as the sound patters closer to his bed. With out hesitation, he lunges towards the noise, his hands catching the form of an invisible figure as he rams them into the wall. A yelp with a whiff of vanilla and lavender stops him from ripping the invisible person’s throat out.
“Cariño?…” Miguel whispers as he retracts his claws. A faint whimpering emerges from the solid unseen being in front of him as her body materializes in the moonlight. The lines of her spider suit glowing an ethereal green as her mask disintegrates, revealing her tear stained face.
“What are you doing?” His eyebrows furrow as he looks at her suspiciously, despite knowing that she was the only one he knows wouldn’t hurt him. His mind blurs his confusion and frustration as he steps back to allow her to recover from being slammed into the wall. Certainly there wasn’t a big enough emergency that the beloved residential ray of sunshine would leave her room at The Lobby to break into his dimension, and bedroom to come get him.
“You know better than to use the gizmo to…” His scolding comes to a halt when the young woman hugs his figure, burning her head into his firm chest.
His shirt becomes wet with her tears as she sobs. The realization hits him as she whimpers into his touch.
She had the dream again.
No. She had the memory again.
His arms wrapped around her short frame as he buried his nose into her hair. Her scent filled the hole of sorrow her cries burned into him. As he rubs her back, her cries eventually stopped as she pulls away from him, an apology already waiting on her lips.
“I’m sorry, Miggy…it was really bad this time…” She mutters as she tries wiping her tears away as she forces a shy smile.
She felt ashamed for bothering him. Miguel was a busy man and she could have just stayed in her room at The Lobby, but the screams were too much.
His screams were too much.
Miguel doesn’t respond as he heads over to his dresser, pulling open a drawer. His face remaining emotionless as he retrieves a sweatshirt that sparked her familiarity.
The old gray crew neck sweatshirt with a fraying collar and mysterious stains along the sleeves. The old golden initials of NYU were cracked and picked apart due to many trips in the wash and anxious tendencies. A faint blush appears as she remembers the first time she ever saw that sweatshirt, the memory being one of her favorite…it was the first time she felt so warm since that day…
Miguel attracts her attention again when he rolls up the fabric in his hands and forces the neck over her head. Her hair sticking awkwardly as she peers up at Miguel in awe at how caring he was despite his annoyed expression.
“Brazos arriba, Sunshine.” He whispers as he helps her arms through the sleeves. She blindly follows him like a student being instructed. The taller spider stands back as he raises an eyebrow expectantly.
“I appreciate that you enjoy the suit I made you, mi luz.” Miguel states with a slight teasing smile. “But you probably wanna be more comfortable for bed.”
“Oh yea…” The small spider blushes in embarrassment as she disintegrates her suit back into her gizmo device. A shiver travels up her spine as the cold air on her legs, leaving her almost exposed except for the old sweatshirt.
“Now then,” Miguel sighs as he walks back over to his bed and crawls back under the covers. “I have several meetings in the morning, so I need to sleep.”
The little spider shuffles in her spot for a few moments as Miguel closes his eyes, getting ready to sleep again. With a nail between her teeth, the girl heads for the door to go find the couch when Miguel clears his throat. She turns back to look at him when she sees the covers beside him pulled back. Miguel’s open eye glaring at her as he groans. “It would be a lot easier for me to leave in the morning if you are in here and not in my way.”
A warm smile forms on her face as she excitedly comes into his bed. Miguel’s front facing her as his burgundy gaze burns with false annoyance and exhaustion. Miguel sighs as he feels the smaller being’s weight snuggles into his broad chest as expected.
“Thank you, Miggy.” She whispers. Her eyes peering up at him with gratitude and an emotion that only shines for him, his own secret that he will die to keep to himself.
Miguel rolls his eyes as his eyes meet hers, his warm cheeks hidden by the darkness. “Go to sleep, Cariño. You’re gonna need it for training.”
She giggles as she wraps her arms around his waist like a teddy bear. “Sweet Dreams, mi bonita araña..” She mumbles as she closes her eyes. His warmth fills the coldness of her nightmares as sleep draws her to peaceful breaths. Miguel remains frozen for a few moments as he makes sure she is deep in REM sleep before his gaze softens.
His rapidly beating heart acts as her lullaby as he places a kiss on her crown.
“Sweet dreams, mi vida…” He whispers into her scalp as his arms loom around her, acting as her shield before he slips into a sweet slumber in his light’s embrace.
#miguel o’hara x reader#miguel o’hara#across the spiderverse#spiderman into the spiderverse#spiderman 2099#spiderman#spiderman across the spiderverse#spiderman 2099 x reader
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CHANDLER HCS PLEASE 🙏😭 i know you have some pretty popular Joey hcs and i would love some for Chandler Bing i love him so much thank you in advance
chandler bing x reader headcanons
⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • f•r•i•e•n•d•s masterlist ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
a/n: happy to give you the chandler content you deserve. i imagine this to take place in s1. hope you enjoy!! 💌🍒
edit!! i changed the picture because i found a more aesthetic one lol but same post 😌
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dating chandler would include…
so when he first saw you he thought you were way out of his league
but joey convinced him to ask you out
and you found his awkwardness adorable
but you had to say ‘yes, I’ll go out with you’ a few times before he believed you
‘are you sure? because don’t worry if you’re rejecting me, i’m good at this part.’
he took you to an aquarium for your first date because he had free tickets
(‘you know, i’ve never really seen the appeal of these things. i mean, do you think in another world fish go pay to see us walk around in our homes?’ you laughed at that.)
and one of the tanks broke and soaked you both
after giving you his jacket and walking you back to your apartment he said:
‘let me guess, you’ll call me?’
‘what? you think one wet, fishy date is going to stop me from seeing you again?’
‘from your tone im guessing no, in which case I’m thrilled and I’ll call you as soon as i get to my apartment.’
you kissed him as he stood there blushing
and you were all he could talk about for weeks.
he found ways to bring you up in every conversation
‘speaking off coffee, you know (y/n)…”
he loves cuddling with you
and watching tv in his chair together
which started because joey didn’t want anyone else siting in his chair
he brags about you all the time to his friends
joey flirts with you whenever you go back to chandler’s apartment
but it’s all in good fun and joey is thrilled to see chandler so happy
chandler asks you for fashion advice constantly
‘ok be honest: do i look like my grandmother in this?’
he gets so easily flustered like 😫 ajhfsfagajslf
‘you’re so sexy’
‘i—you—you think I’m sexy? i mean, um, i—i just made it un-sexy didn’t i?’
he even quit smoking for you
he needs reassurance that you love him and that he’s good enough for you all the time
when you’re at work or he’s at work he calls you literally every hour just to say ‘hi’
he asks rachel and monica and phoebe for advice on how to please you
you become really close with all of his friends and they love you so much
chandler can always make you smile or laugh even on your worst days
and he enjoys doing so
you play with his hair all the time
‘my parents? are you sure we don’t want to go see your family for the holidays?’
he said i love you first
and then panicked that you weren’t going to say it too, as he tried to backtrack
but you assured him that you loved him so much
when you first started going out, he knew that he really liked you
but as time went on he found himself falling more and more in love with you
and that scared him
until he realized that he was ready. that he wanted to be in a long-term relationship with you
maybe spend the rest of his life with you
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope this is what you wanted. i love writing for chandler so much. also rip matthew perry 🤍
#chandler bing#chandler bing x reader#chandler bing headcanons#f•r•i•e•n•d•s#friends headcanons#friends imagines#fanfiction#fanfic#reader insert#x reader#headcanon#matthew perry
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total swiftie 🎶
pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader
type: instagram imagine/social media au
notes: this was requested but somehow i cant find it in my inbox :(( anyway i hope u like this, anon! happy the eras tour 🤍 sorry this took so long lol
about: it's your life mission to convert charles into a total swiftie.
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yourusername i once believed love would be burning red — but it's golden, like daylight 🌅
appreciation post for the personification of the lover album, songs and the entire english vocabulary are not enough to express how much i adore u 🤍
(ps. pls join me in being a swiftie baby)
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charles_leclerc As much as I want to, I just can't grasp the folklore love triangle, amoúr
f1swift LMAO NOT THE FOLKLORE LOVE TRIANGLE??? Y/N SO REAL FOR THIS
lecsmidnight absolutely right queen charles is such a lover album
sainzz55 more like 1989???
pierregasly I caught Charles today watching the Bejeweled music video if it helps 😅
charles_leclerc MATE
yourusername awwww baby :((
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charles_leclerc Spontaneous adventure around the city at night + my passenger princess ❤️ (She races me for the AUX and blasts Taylor songs the whole ride in her efforts to convert me into a swiftie)
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yourusername anddd how am i doing so far?
charles_leclerc Getting close 😘
leclercs13 y/n converting charles into a swiftie is just so real of her
carlossainz55 Just be a swiftie Charles, Midnights is so good 😁
yourusername SEE YOU GET IT CARLOS
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charles_leclerc How I masterminded my way into catching my girlfriend by surprise with the fact that I actually am a Swiftie:
1. Adore how passionate she becomes when talking about her favorite artist
2. Let her rant about album theories, which "Taylor's version" we get next, and finally listen properly when she explains the folklore love triangle
3. Learn Taylor Swift's entire discography, from debut until now
4. Pester the whole grid in helping me get The Eras front row tour tickets
5. Surprise her with the concert tickets and just watch her have the time of her life (surprised that I know the lyrics to the songs)
6. Just when she thinks the night ends at the concert, take her to a magnificent dinner and propose using a "Paper Rings" reference.
isahernaez Oh my god the big surprise is finally here! Congratulations, you two 🥂
lecs13 WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE LAST STEP IM GONNA RIP MY HAIR OUT
sainzzhero charles proposing what the actual FUCK I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING
danielricciardo ...I am so honored to be the one who got the tickets (me and my fast typing skills)
landonorris You only got those cause my computer lagged 😒
carlossainz55 You two arguing I was literally the first one on the website
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yourusername i like shiny things, but i'd marry you with paper rings, charles_leclerc 💍
except you actually got me a real ring, but i would have said yes as long as it's you. je tàime, my love 🤍
charles_leclerc Excited to spend the rest of my life screaming Taylor Swift songs in the car with you, baby 😚
c2legends such goals im going to cry
charles1655 GOD ME WHEN
lewishamilton Congratulations, Y/N and Charles 🥂 Swiftie Charles is a refreshing new side of him hahaha
carlossainz55 Best wishes, you two! Please remember: I was the first on the ticket website. Don't believe whatever Daniel says 😁
arthur_leclerc Welcome to the family, Y/N! I also want tour tickets 🙏
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tagging: @slytherheign
notes: this took some time to make lol ANYWAYYYY thank you so much for reading and lmk what u guys think! 🤍 tumblr is giving me a hard time right now apparently the formatting is weird in ios devices 🥹 like the bold texts are all off n shit and it wont let me fix it 😭
#writtenbyrae#charles leclerc#charles leclerc x female reader#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc x you#charles leclerc x oc#charles leclerc imagine#charles leclerc fanfic#charles leclerc fic#charles leclerc one shot#charles leclerc instagram imagine#charles leclerc social media au#charles leclerc insta au#charles leclerc fluff#formula 1#f1#formula 1 drabble#f1 imagine#f1 fanfic#formula 1 insta au#formula 1 social media au#f1 instagram imagine#f1 x reader#f1 fluff#f1 x oc#f1 x y/n#formula 1 fanfic#formula 1 imagine#f1 fic#formula 1 fanfiction
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Omg for the gentleness prompts!! What about excuses where matt brushes his thumb over readers lips to wipe something off and they just kiss after that
Props if they were only before friends too 🤍
YES FINALLY ive been waiting for someone to request a prompt 🙏🙏 thank you sm for the request! love you ❤️
GENTLENESS PROMPT LINK
EXCUSES matt sturniolo
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.
↳ 𝐀/𝐍. this is so sweet im gonna cry, giggling and kickin my feet tbh
↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. matthew sturniolo x reader
↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. request!
↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? yes!
you and matt stand comfortably in the kitchen. you both were craving italian, but were too tired to actually go out of your ways to cook. so you went and picked up olive garden, and now face each other.
matts stood against the island, and youre leaning against the counter next to the stove.
the conversation bouncing between you wouldn't be anything memorable to someone else, but you find every conversation with your best friend to be something that will constantly linger.
looking away from the bowl of pasta you hold in your hand, you look at matt. you noticed he was staring a few seconds ago, but wanted to see if it was just a quick glance or if he was genuinely staring at you.
your eyes meet and you give him a quick smile, watching as his face turns red and he looks down at your lips for just a second. meeting your eyes again.
"there's uh, something on your lip." he mumbles, waving his hand in front of his face, gesturing at his mouth.
"oh, shit, thanks." you laugh, running the back of your hand over your mouth in an attempt to get it off.
matt lightly chuckles, "no, right there," he says, again pointing at his own lip.
you wipe at it again, "did i get it now?"
matt runs something through his mind rather than responding to you, searching your eyes as if you knew what he was about to do. he sighs, placing down his bowl before taking a few cautious steps in your direction.
you cock your brow, staring at him with interest.
he still doesn't speak, instead lifting his hand you to your face. gently pressing his thumb to your lip. your eyes lock before he drags his thumb over your lower lip, swiping away the small bit of food. butterflies quickly swarm your stomach, heat rising in your chest.
"there," he says, dropping his hand. but still, he keeps his eyes on yours. the entrancing diamond blue color of his sweet gaze, seething deep into your head. ripping you away from your senseless look on reality.
"matt..." you whisper, your voice dropping lower in anticipation, the tiniest shadow of a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.
"y/n..."
you reach down to grab his hand, pulling it back up to your cheek. once its rested on the nick of your jaw, you move your hand away, cupping his face. "matt..." you repeat again, biting down lightly on your lower lip to fight back a smile.
his eyes flicker hesitantly to your lips, and back up to your eyes. hesitating for just a second longer before leaning down. pulling you into a kiss which youve been waiting for, for forever.
the kiss is slow, dangerously, annoyingly, slow. but yet, its perfect. more than you could've ever asked for, really.
matt pulls away, but staying close enough to leave his hand on your neck, and press his forehead against yours.
"im glad that you finally grew some balls and kissed me." you laugh, still speaking in a light whisper.
"im glad you're glad because i was worried you'd be upset when i told you there was nothing on your lip." his voice is heavy and honey coated.
you smile, "fuck you," you mumble, pulling him back to your lips. connecting him with another, sickening slow kiss.
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@thetriplets3 @theboyz-delulu @stxrniqlo
#matt sturniolo#sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#imagine#one shot#fluff#matt sturniolo x reader#d0wnt0wnstu4n1ol0
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Hi!!
This request might be a little bit obscure- but could I have some headcanons for butchie mofo? (^_^)
Sorry if you don't know them- 🙏🙏
General butchie mofo dating hcs
(epilogue !)
Cw: abuse of power, physical abuse, butchie being a freak
Rating: explicit 
🫀money was tight for you and you needed it fast
🫀you managed to score an interview with Mofo Studios
🫀you get the gist of it
🫀he followed you around off set and on set begging to take you out for drinks
🫀 “What do you say, gorgeous? Want to celebrate your stellar debut performance with a few drinks?”
🤍” only if you’re paying”
🫀he yaps a lot
🫀ask him about his tattoos, he has a story for each and every one of them!
🫀let’s be honest, you two start out as fwb 😭
🫀which slowly turns into you sleeping over, leaving your belongings at his house, etc
🫀sooner or later you both silently agree you’re dating
🫀 he’s like oddly possessive about you too
🫀 "Who the fuck do you think you are, going out without telling me?"
🤍” you’re not the only one with a job remember”
🫀he pauses, His thumb strokes your skin gently, a stark contrast to his earlier aggression.
🫀 "Just promise me you'll be careful…”
🫀he has his rare “softer” moments
🫀loves dressing you up in skimpy outfits just to ruin them
🫀a lot of ripped clothes. A ton.
🫀also a lot of marking you up
🫀biting, smacking, cutting, even on the rare occasions punching
🫀he’s a sadist
🫀”shit, look at that bruise on your cheek…”
🤍”ow! don’t poke it!”
🫀this relationship is obviously not 100% healthy let’s be fucking real here 😭
🫀shit is codependent
🫀will threaten you or people you know.
🫀” you know I didn’t mean that right?”
🫀and you’re ass is cowering in the corner after he punched a hole in the wall
🫀he “makes it up” to you
🫀buying you shit
🫀this is what I mean by soft, this is as soft as it will get with him.
🫀 "I'm not just your boss. I'm the man who owns you”
🫀 a lot of make up sex
🫀 "I love you so fucking much.”
#the eltingville club#welcome to eltingville#eltingville club#🫀#butchie mofo#bill dickey#jerry stokes#josh levy#pete dinunzio#eltingville club x reader
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A Peaceful Night... Or Not?
A/N: I'm overusing the 'character overworking themselves and reader forcing them to sleep/cuddle instead' trope a bit much but I can't help it pls its so fun🙏
Pairing: Shu Itsuki x gn!reader
Content: Nights with Shu are peaceful, calming, a luxury among the chaos of the world. That's what you would tell others, and it was true for the most part! The only time it wasn't was when Shu worked too much and threw one of his "temper tantrums" as you called them. Tonight, it seems he's reached that point once again
Warnings: none🤍 all fluff
Words: 1.1k
Oneshot under cut!
The bedroom was quiet, save for the gentle humming of the sewing machine and the turning of pages in the magazine you were reading-some fashion blog that Shu got for free when he ordered fabrics from overseas. You were sat atop of a mountain of pillows on the bed with a blanket pulled up to your neck whilst Shu sat at his desk, fussing over the small piece of purple thread in his hands.
This silence was one you were used to, one that both you and Shu thrived in. You found that with Shu you never needed all that constant chatter and banter that others needed. You could just be still, comfortable and content in your own worlds but also eachother.
You were happy.
"Ugh! This is the most irritating thing I've ever seen! The stitches are all wrong and the colour is just audacious!" Shu huffed, chucking the piece of fabric across the room and onto the bed, "How can they send me such a monstrosity of a thing, it feels like I'm using a rock as a needle! (name), can you believe this? Awful it is"
That happiness often faded when Shu threw this weekly tantrum.
You hummed, placing the magazine down beside you to pick up the piece of cloth that had been discarded. What Shu was trying to create was a mystery to you. He liked to keep most of his projects to himself, only ever really trusting Mika to help him on the odd occasion. The piece in your hand was simple, a few squares of lilac fabric sewn together into a rectangle with pencil lines detailing the design he was going to follow. It was quite pretty looking, for a mere piece of fabric, and you couldn't personally see anything wrong with it.
"What's it going to be?" You softly spoke, changing the subject so to try and uplift Shus mood, "I like the colours"
Shu huffed, hopping off his chair and stomping his foot on the ground like a toddler then crossing his arms over his chest, "well yes, I choose purple because I know its your favourite, but that is completely besides the point! It is meant to be a skirt, a flowy one for you to wear on our dates, but take a look at it! Can't you see? Its far too stiff, it'll look horrendous on your body like that! Not how I envisioned at all!"
You swore you felt your heart double in size at the words spewing from Shus mouth, a bright pink blush appearing on your face and reaching up to the tips of your ears. The angry and stubborn demeanour that Shu put on was something that you could see right through. Behind the fiery fumes in his eyes, you could see the man that only wanted to impress you, the man who wouldn't allow himself to gift you something subpar.
"Its not that bad, we can just order new fabrics. Pass me the phone and I'll ring them up for you-"
"No no no! I will not allow some idiot with no sense of aesthetic ruin my chances at creating the prefect outfit for you!" He ripped the piece of fabric back out from your hold, running his fingers over each line of stitching and nodding away to himself quietly. "I can fix this, its fixable. Yes, I see now. All I need to do is change out my thread, wash the cloth again and redo my stitching-"
You frowned as Shu continued his rant. He overworked himself quite a lot, and of course you hated to see him doing such a thing, especially right in front of your eyes.
With a small glint of determination in your eyes, you dragged yourself out from underneath the blankets and crawled lazily towards Shus hunched over figure, wrapping your arms around his middle when you did reach him and pressing your nose into his belly. His body tensed at the sudden touch, but he didn't pull away. A good sign.
-"But of course, if I do that, I'll possibly be working late tonight, but I have practice with Kagahira tomorrow morning. I cannot do my best work if I am tired. Perhaps if I call him he'll understand my situation-(name)? What on earth are you doing? Unhand me this instant!"
Despite his cruel words, he subconsciously reached a hand down to lace in your hair, threading through the silky strands and massaging your scalp. You hummed into his shirt and pressed a feather-light kiss on his lower belly before gazing up at him with doe eyes.
"Shu~" You cooed, your voice resembling that of a child who was asking their parents for more pudding after dinner. "Let's just take a break, yeah? Worry about it later?"
"Ha! How foolish of you to think that I, the greatest artist in the world, would stop for anything! Art does not require breaks, it only requires my hardwork and dedication! Now, I ask again. unhand me-ECK!-"
Before Shu could finish his sentence, you had used all of your body strength that you had to pull him onto the bed. In your head it was a show of your immense power, and that Shu would be starstruck at the display and would give up his continuous overexertion. However, Shu was a large man and you were no where near as strong as him, so when you pulled on his waist and the two of you fell backwards, you ended up being squished under his entire body weight and nearly got knocked out from the lack of oxygen.
"What is the meaning of this?! Have you gone crazy!?" The pink haired man hissed above you, attempting to pull himself up but falling due to your arms wrapped tight around him.
You wheezed as you still struggled for air, but you wouldn't give up. You'd get him to lay down if it was the end of you. "I'm sorry... please Shu? I don't wanna fight.."
"Then why did you push me?"
"It was an accident"
"Then why are you holding me hostage!"
"Because I love you, and I miss you. You're always working, I just wanna cuddle for a few minutes" You sighed, nuzzling your forehead against his and making the biggest puppy dog eyes you could muster, "Please? With a cherry on top?"
"Such childish behaviour... I ought to punish you for your actions tonight" He grumbled in that usual manner that anyone else would have froze up and quivered at, but not you. You could spot the twitching of his lips turning into a cheesy grin. A good sign. "But... there's no harm done... alright, my dearest doll. Do what you please with me"
"Yippe!"
Your smile was brighter than the sun itself as you pressed a kiss to Shus lips. And then another... and another... and another. Until the sun came up the next morning.
#enstars#ensemble stars#ensemble stars x reader#enstars x reader#oneshot#writers#writers on tumblr#ensemble stars oneshot#shu x reader#shu itsuki#shu itsuki x reader#valkyrie x reader#enstars fluff#shu itsuki fluff#valkyrie
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Would it be a pain in your behind to write a Aro X reader (Gender Neutral)? Can be whatever topic your nasty little heart desires ;-}
Yes deary~~ it isn’t very long 🙏 but it is worth it I hope 😭❣️ ARO IS SUCH A FANTASTIC CHARACTER even with his bazaar laugh haha would smas- 🤍
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Aro Imagine “The Throne Room breakdown” (Angst-Fluff-Mild smut content)
Warnings: Angst, slight panic attack (not too bad), vamp murder, fluff and mild smut (very mild), being interrupted (cause it’s a bother 🥲)
Aro Volturi x reader (Gender fluid)
I entered the throne room checking that it was empty and closed the two large doors behind me, walking over to the steps. Looking upon the three thrones in thought. My mind was flashing through a hundred thoughts at once and I felt overwhelmed.
My feelings were changing so quickly and it wasn’t usual. I was usually peaceful and calm, but at this current moment it was different, I was upset and angry all at once.
Their faces flashed through my mind it was sickening and I wanted to throw up.
One of the doors opened and closed as a familiar figure entered the room. I wanted to ignore them until I caught onto the smell. It was Aro Volturi. He was not someone you could just ignore. But I remained on the steps as he walked over to me.
“What is on your mind darling?” He spoke up with his posh voice
“S-Sorry Aro I’m just.. in thought..” I stuttered out.
He seemed to understand my body language and put his hand out for me. I hesitated to move, but eventually gave in and took his hand, standing up and looking at him as he seen my mind.
“You’re unsettled by the food I see?” He sighed
“I don’t ever want to go against you my lord. But.. there was children amongst them. They had lives to live and memories to create, you can’t take kill them.. it’s not right” I yelled, which I shouldn’t have but I did, it needed to be said.
He nodded in return and returned to his throne, sitting down and making me nervous. He could instantly have my head ripped off and my body burned but he smiled at me and used his hand to motion for me to come over. I shyly walked up the stairs some more and stood in front of him.
“I never liked the idea either. I tell them not to gather the kids, but it is hard to separate children from their parents. Perhaps it is time that we made a slight change and make sure that the children are one hundred percent gone and not to be harmed. I hate to see their cute faces mutilated by blood sucking monsters.” He nodded
It was shocking to me, that he actually cared about my thoughts, he cared for the children and agreed to it all. I was happy and smiled at him, taking his hand.
“Thank you Aro. That means a lot, to not just me but a lot” I spoke up.
He was visibly taken back that I touched him without consent, but then a smile appeared on his lips. He gently guided me to sit on his lap. I got flustered at his confidence but adjusted so I was comfortable and looked him in the eyes.
“I’d do anything to see you happy my sweet Angel” he smiled.
He moved some of my hair from my face and looked at me from head, down to my body on his thighs. His hand on my waist grew tighter as he lifted up my chin, so I was looking straight at him.
I got a sudden rush over my body making me cup his face in return and press a soft kiss to his lips. He looked at me when I pulled back and raised a brow with a grin.
Aro gave no thought behind his eyes as he kissed me again, this time it was longer, passionate and left me hot. I oddly felt safe in his arms, sitting upon the kings throne with him.
Until the doors opened with a hugged thud and Demetri alongside Felix came in.
“Sorry to disturb you both” Demetri cleared his throat
“But we have some important news” Felix continued with an awkward nod.
Aro didn’t want to break from the kiss however, he continued for a moment before pulling away with a smile, he noticed how flustered I got and just chuckled, picking me up and playing me in Marcus’s thrown, walking over to the two and speaking with them.
Leaving me on the other thrown shy and flustered from his utter confidence.
#angst#smut#fluff#twilight#twilight preferences#Aro Volturi#Volturi#Bella swan#Edward Cullen#felix volturi#demetri volturi#jane volturi#alec volturi#Cullen#twilight imagine#Michael sheen#Michael sheen preferences#Aro Volturi Imagine
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Welcome back Ash 🤍🙂💝
Is there a possibility that Andrew will look at the constellations with Neil by his side in the next chapters?
Math 🧮 nerd 🙏 ✨
6-12-24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | Math Nerd AU
Andrew's brain finally clicks back into place, "Nothing." he turns and walks towards the lockers.
By the time he gets there after his reboot Neil is already off in his own shower stall and Andrew isn't desperate enough to rip the shower back and demand additional answers. He also knows that if he pulls what he did at practice again that nothing, not even Kevin, would get Neil to answer him.
"Whoa, maybe you should drink some water before you go shower." Aaron says and Andrew raises an eyebrow at his twin.
6-19-24 WIP Wednesday Options: HERE
#Math Nerd AU#AFTG#AFTG AU#Andrew Minyard#Neil Josten#Math Nerd - Glue - 16#6-12-24 WIP Wednesday#WIP Wednesday Ask Game#34
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Maxton Hall
Ruby Bell had James Beaufort’s eye TWITCHING, dear I say. This man didn't know what to do with a woman like this. Sis completely GAGGED this man every time he tried it with her😂. Their little banter is just 🥰🥰. DRAWING HER FROM MEMORY 🫠🫠.
Lydia is a darling🤍. I don't like her with Cyrill and I also don't like her with the Teacher. We need a another one 😗. Love the sibling relationship 🤌.
Alister is that bitch💅. We ain't waiting on no man this year, despite Kash still being in the closet, don't string people along with half hopes and I don't see the reason to be mean about it in public.
Rip mama Beaufort🙏. I feel like she and Percy had something😏.
Fuck you Mortimer Beaufort😤🖕. In the last part of episode 6, I knew something bad had happened but I thought it was to him. I didn't expect the mama to check out.
Season 2...I'm waiting🙃.
#maxton hall#season 1#lydia beaufort#ruby bell#james beaufort#alister Ellington#love#prime video#maxton hall season 2#enemies to lovers#save me novel
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Happy WIPW Aerie 🌈 (I'm on time today 😅)
I pray for some Angel Neil
(Is the feather still well guarded?) 🤍🙏
WIP Wednesday (10/4) | Guardian Angel Neil AU
At his depressing realization, Andrew turns on his heel and leaves the cafe, muffin-less. He makes a beeline back to the dorm building, shoving past anyone who dares to stand in his way on the sidewalk.
He takes the elevator up in silence, then lets himself into the suite. None of the others are home. Good. After stomping into the bedroom, he rips the pillow off his bed to pick up the feather underneath. It's still soft. Still pretty. But it’s not shiny anymore.
Andrew wonders if it ever was. Most likely not. If he can hallucinate an entire man, why shouldn’t he hallucinate a glowing feather?
Andrew swallows roughly before returning his attention to the feather in his hand. He turns it this way and that, runs his finger down it. It looks just like the ones from Neil’s wings. Maybe it's not a coincidence. Maybe it’s really his. Maybe… Andrew pushes the feather back under his pillow and rises, leaving his bag on the ground. He’ll just have to ask.
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#the feather is safe but andrew is losing it. andrew i'm so sorry baby <3#sorry this took a while but i was having a hard time getting this part right? i've changed some of the story AND came up with some scenes#to add later! yayyy :D#andreil#aftg#WIP Wednesday#Guardian Angel Neil AU#answered#🕊️#broken-beak-flower-feast
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hi how's it going 🤍 here's a little recap of feb and march:
📻 made: hello central, give me heaven! (loads gun) radio's haunted
🌊 wrote: love songs in a foreign language, a semi-sort of-maybe true blog post about madame butterfly and the pursuit of cultural authenticity (+ how to fall in love with an american boy: bonus war reporting from the Situationship Trenches)
🕊️ attempted to write: px11 coda daisyfic (and then my computer crashed and exploded and i lost most of it rip it's still coming out though!!! someday. maybe. hopefully. god has a vendetta against this musical)
💌 watched: merrily (liked) next to normal (liked) tick tick boom (liked) hatchetfield (not perfect, very fun, #jagertity4ever) spring awakening (changed my life)
🧸 also: fell asleep in 904830294 sermons & spent so much money on luckin coffee coconut lattes & wasted many hours staring out the window at work & applied for universities (nanyang social science pls god let me in) & got haunted & went slightly insane
thank you guys for being so nice about everything haha ESPECIALLY the people who i blathered to about [redacted] and the people who i hunted down on instagram or whatsapp hopefully i wasnt creepy about it 🙏 also shout out to william and his morally ambiguous phonograph slay
#cc diary#also: i guess this is a face reveal to everyone who isn't avvy or dallon or elliot... hi! >_< as you can tell i am extremely blind#yes this was my school bathroom. yes this was results day. yes i dressed up to learn that i failed maths. live laugh love
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new theme?? 😨
also loving the soojin and yn crumbs in the new chapter shsndj
yess sirr! (still working on it tho rip)
im loving it too its been a long time coming honestly 🙏🤍
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