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[katanaski-main]

Ngl..struggling , might open comissions or something soon because I want to get my kiddos the things they want.

[elizaleclerc]

Hi, could we please get something for Charles winning in monaco finally breaking the curse

this is perfect bc i was already working on this piece when the request came in so TY <333

the predestined ✤

charles leclerc x reader

summary: after many years as best friends, driver!reader is there for charles's first win in monaco

song: the chain by fleetwood mac

author's note: cried during charles's win obviously so ofc i'm gonna write about it! so happy for charles i'll literally remember that race forever. <333

word count: 2.1k

With a deep breath, Charles positioned himself behind the wheel of his car in the garage. A nervous energy pulsed through the air as everyone eagerly awaited the start of the prestigious Monaco Grand Prix. From your spot in the balcony with his family and friends, you could see the sea of faces in the grandstands. This was an annual tradition; ever since he had joined the ranks of Formula One racing, something seemed to go awry on this particular race day.

Four years ago in Monaco, it was your second season driving in Formula One alongside your best friend Charles. The roar of the engines filled the air as you pushed your scarlet car to its limits, weaving through the tight turns and tunnels of the famous street circuit. But then, a sudden jolt as you brushed the side of the wall, sending your car spinning out of control towards the barriers. Your heart raced as you fought for control, but it was too late. The impact with another car sent shards of metal flying and your body jolting violently within the cockpit.

Struggling to catch your breath, you tried to make sense of what had just happened. The world around you seemed to blur and spin as if you were caught in a whirlwind. The once clear sky now appeared hazy and distorted, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the pain coursing through your body.

Muffled calls from your team over the radio asking if you were alright echoed in your ear, but you didn’t have the ability to respond. Your senses were overloaded and all you could do was try to stay conscious as the world continued to spin.

Unbeknownst to you, flames had engulfed your car, licking at your helmet and suit. Red flags went waving, signaling danger on the track as fire marshals rushed to pull you out of the fiery wreckage. Their brave actions saved your life, freeing you from the burning prison that was once your beloved race car. Relief flooded through you as fresh air filled your lungs and cool asphalt crunched beneath your feet.

Your mind reeled as you processed what had just occurred. In an instant, everything could have been lost, but thanks to quick thinking and skilled rescuers, you were still standing. It was a stark reminder of the dangers of Formula One racing, but also a testament to the bravery and teamwork that binds drivers and their teams together.

The impact of the crash was so severe that it left you with injuries that would sideline you for multiple races that season. The ultimate decision to never race again weighed heavily on your mind, as the thought of even stepping back into a Formula One car filled you with terror. You often found yourself haunted by nightmares of the crash, each vivid dream bringing back the gut-wrenching fear and pain you experienced that day. The mere idea of getting behind the wheel again was enough to make your heart race and palms sweat uncontrollably. Even now, years later, the memory of the accident is still fresh in your mind, replaying itself over and over like a broken record.

The next year in Monaco, as Charles raced for Ferrari without you, he had a DNF. And another one the year after. It seemed that in the following years after your crash, Charles had nothing but bad luck in Monaco, and you partially blamed yourself for it.

You’ve been fiercely loyal to Charles, following him on his journey through the fast-paced world of racing. From the adrenaline-filled tracks of Monaco to the Formula One races across the globe, you were by his side every step of the way. As his best friend since childhood, he called you his good luck charm, and you took pride in knowing that your presence brought him comfort and confidence. The two of you used to spend afternoons zooming around karting, dreaming of the day when you would both be competing in Formula One and representing your home streets of Monaco. Memories flooded your mind, bringing back images of carefree days spent laughing and chasing each other around circuits, helmets bouncing with every turn.

From the first day you met, you and Charles were inseparable. Your bond was unbreakable, forged through countless shared experiences and deep conversations. You were always there for him, watching as he dated girls who only ended up breaking his heart. You felt his pain as if it were your own, but you couldn't bring yourself to express your true feelings for fear of ruining your friendship. You knew deep down that if Charles would just give you a chance, you could make him the happiest man on earth. But you guarded your heart, afraid of the consequences of revealing your love for him. Despite it all, your unwavering loyalty and devotion to each other remained constant, a shining beacon amidst the turbulent waters of young love and friendship.

So you stood in the garage anxiously as the five red lights went out and the race in Monaco began. Charles had earned pole, so everyone hoped he could stay first for the whole race. As the cars roared by, the tension in the air grew thicker. It was a difficult circuit for overtaking, and some spectators complained about the lack of action. But for Charles and his team, every second counted as they strategized and hoped he could maintain his lead until the end of the race. 

Even with the little action of the race, your body was riddled with nerves the whole time. You knew that Ferrari was not making any plans for a pit stop, as the two McLarens behind them were too close to Charles. You had faith that Charles could manage his tires well, but with 78 laps of racing, anything could happen.

As Charles completed his 50th lap, he expertly maneuvered around the track, his car gliding gracefully through the turns. With calculated precision, he would occasionally slow down, causing the pack of cars behind him to bunch up. You could feel the tension and intensity in the air as you watched from the sidelines. Having been in races yourself, you knew that at this point in the race, the tires were wearing severely and it was crucial to maintain control and avoid a mistake with the worn front tires. The smell of burning rubber permeated the atmosphere, adding to the adrenaline and excitement of the moment.

You clasped your hands, ignoring the cameras that would occasionally show your face on the big screen. Your crash and subsequent retirement from racing made massive media news, and your name was always brought up alongside Charles’s years later. 

It was lap 65, and Charles’s first win at Monaco was becoming more and more of a reality. You placed your head in your hands, refusing to believe that something that both of you had dreamed of for years might actually be real. At lap 70, a radio message from Charles popped up on the screen, “Tell Y/N that I’m bringing it home.” 

Tears streamed down your face, a mixture of overwhelming pride and joy. For years, you had witnessed firsthand the dedication and tireless efforts that your partner had put into his career in Formula One racing. The term "curse" had been thrown around by critics and skeptics, blaming your own past accident for his string of bad luck on the track. But in this moment, as he crossed the finish line with the checkered flag waving triumphantly above him, you knew that there was no curse to blame. It was his unwavering determination and relentless hard work that brought him to this victorious moment.

You could hear Charles's exuberant cries through the radio, his voice crackling with emotion and adrenaline. As someone who had experienced the thrill of winning an F1 race, you understood the magnitude of this achievement for him, far beyond what anyone else could comprehend. This win was pure euphoria, a testament to his unwavering passion and perseverance.

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As you stood pressed against the cool metal barrier, your eyes were fixed on him standing tall and triumphant on the podium. The roar of the crowd was deafening, but all you could hear was the sound of your own heart beating in your chest as he caught your eye. A wide grin spread across his face, his eyes shining with excitement and pride. Despite the chaos around them, the two of you kept a steady gaze locked on each other throughout the celebration. And just before the three drivers uncorked their bottles of champagne and sprayed it everywhere, Charles blew you a kiss in admiration, making your heart skip a beat. It was a moment frozen in time, one that you would never forget as long as you lived.

You stayed in the paddock as Charles did post race interviews, just waiting until you could see him and give him the biggest embrace. You listened to his interviews, smiling to yourself over his sheer happiness and gratitude. While answering one question, your name was mentioned. “This win means more to me than any other win for sure, but it is not just mine. I have to share this win with Y/N, we’ve always dreamt of this moment for each other and this win is just as much hers as it is mine.” 

Tears of joy blurred your vision as you heard the endearing words spill from his mouth. As he finally returned to the paddock, you couldn't contain your excitement and ran up to him, throwing your arms around his broad neck. He lifted you up with ease, spinning you around in a blur of laughter and exhilaration. "We did it! We really did it!" His voice rang out triumphantly, echoing through the room.

"I'm so proud of you," you choked out, your voice trembling with emotion.

His hand cupped your face gently, his eyes never leaving yours. There was a momentary pause as he seemed to gather his thoughts before speaking again. "I couldn't have done it without you," he said earnestly. "And I want you to know...I love you.”

You couldn't help but let out a small laugh. The two of you had always been close best friends, and saying "I love you" was a common occurrence between the two of you. But this time, there was something different in the way he said it.

"I know you do, Charles," you replied, a small smile still on your lips.

Shaking his head, he spoke softly, for only the two of you to hear. "No," he said, his words filled with determination. "I mean it. I love you." Your smile slowly faded as his words sank in. This wasn't just a platonic declaration of affection - this was something more, something deeper.

"I told myself that if I won this race, I would finally tell you how I truly feel," he continued, his voice trembling slightly. "And I meant every word of it. I love you." Your heart swelled with emotions as his words washed over you, and your lips parted in shock. In that moment, surrounded by nothing but each other's presence and the sound of your beating hearts, everything changed between the two of you. And as his hand slipped into yours, you knew that this was only the beginning of something beautiful and true.

As a small smile spread across your face, you replied in a soft, breathless voice, “I love you too, I always have.” A surge of emotions flooded through you, almost overwhelming in their intensity. 

His grin seemed bigger than it was when he was on the podium, his eyes shining with pure joy. “Since I won, can I kiss you now?”

You eagerly nodded, feeling your heart race as his lips met yours. In this moment, all the stresses and worries of the past weeks seemed to melt away. It was just you and Charles, finally together after so many obstacles and challenges. The realization that he was now yours and you were his filled you with a sense of contentment and happiness like never before. You held onto him tightly, basking in the warmth and love that radiated from both of you.     

[sadiestarrs]

practise makes perfect

just a short fluff drabble (blurb?) about hanging out with ellie and she finds out you've never kissed anyone. this is NOT my best work but I wanted to write it (it's also proofread) so enjoy <333

wc: 1.1k

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early evening rays from the end of the day pushed the afternoon out, leaving only cool breeze to blow through your window. ellie sat on your bed, too focused on the video game she was playing to notice your obvious annoyance and frustration at the words in your textbook jumbling up on the page.

another message lights up your phone: your ex just added a photo to their story. you angrily slam it down on the table, even more agitated by the image of her at a candlelit dinner with someone else.

"woah there, i'm sure your phone did nothing wrong."

ellie looks up for a few seconds at a time, drawn to the game but concerned with what you're going through. ultimately, she pauses and grabs your phone from the desk, opening it with ease as she remembers your password.

"oh shit."

you hear empathy in her voice as she continues scrolling through your ex's Instagram, laughing at every little post that she deems cringy. "I can't believe you actually dated her. i mean-what did you even like?"

"she was nice to me, okay? im just an idiot for not seeing that it was one-sided." you think back to all the times she cancelled on you or just forgot when you were meant to hang out. luckily, ellie was a saving grace and always ready to accompany you to the library or cafe.

"there must have been something good. was she a good kisser?"

you struggle with how to answer that. despite being together for five months, you never kissed her, not even once. hell, you couldn't even remember how or when you got "together".

"we never kissed," you answer, slightly embarrassed but okay with ellie knowing. "never??" she replies, more shocked than you had expected.

"it was a short relationship, i don't even think I liked her." you try to change the conversation but ellie remains stuck on what you had revealed.

"have you kissed anyone? like-ever?"

your cheeks flush, not wanting to answer the question or even be in the room at that moment. the silence that washes over the both of you answers ellie's question.

you were no stranger to the adventures she had been on. when ellie wasn't with you, she was with some other girl, solidifying your position as the friend with no love life. you didn't mind it though, at least she provided insight into what relationships were like. but late at night, you couldn't help but let your mind wonder what it would feel like to be with ellie, to be next to her in bed—romantically, to feel her hands on your body in ways other than a hug-

"you wanna try?"

that is when you look up at her, more confused and slightly scared. would she find a friend just for you to kiss them?

"what do you mean? do you have people on speed dial for kissing?" you try to mask your pounding heart and unravelling composure with humour, but it fails miserably.

"i wish," she jokes, "but no, seriously. do you wanna kiss me? for practice?"

right. practise.

ellie williams was asking if you wanted to kiss her for—practice? you try to recap and sort things out in your mind, but nothing makes any sense.

gingerly, you shrug, not sure how she would see you if you eagerly accepted. stay calm and composed. even chanting that thousands of times doesn't help, somehow making you more nervous.

"sure, i guess."

you're unsure of what to do from there, more silence entering the room. you settle for sitting next to her on your bed, surprised at how unfamiliar it felt at that moment. ellie laughs at your awkwardness, stopping once she senses that you're unsure.

"you don't have to, you know, it was just a suggestion."

"no— no, it's fine. i want to."

without another word, ellie raises her hand for the side of your face, gently cupping your cheek to move it closer. you barely notice when your lips connect, a soft touching of lips in the most gentle way you have ever felt. there's no real indication as to why she's being so gentle, but it feels nice in the moment, reminding you of when she'd hold your hand whilst walking you home at night.

"is this okay?" she asks, eyes slightly fluttering open to see you smiling. "more than okay," you mumble, focused on returning to kissing.

ellie chuckles at your eagerness, but obliges, moving closer so that all the surface area of your lips are touching. you can't help but wonder what it would feel like if she just added more pressure, enough to fully make your heart throb

her hand slowly trails down to your waist, a firm grip holding you tighter than she ever had before. "do you wanna, um, get on top?"

"w-what?"

"I'm sorry, it's just that if you were to kiss someone, it would be better to demonstrate from that position."

you listen to her ramble and try to justify herself and let out a laugh for the first time. the idea of straddling ellie sends shock waves through your system, but you still do it, scared to fully put your weight down.

ellie quickly shuts down that fear, holding both sides of you waist and letting her hands slide up your shirt, fiddling with the clasps of your bra. "is this okay?" she asks again. "yes, ellie, it's perfect. now stop hesitating and help me practise."

a new found confidence takes over your body, your arms gaining a mind of their own and wrapping around her neck. with confirmation that you were into it, ellie quickly returns to what she had been doing with the addition of your neck and collarbone.

she had been your bestfriend for years, constantly helping and carrying you through the hardest of times and failed crushes. and here she was, teaching you how to kiss someone else.

with how long she continues working at your neck, you had enough information to last a life time. you don't tell her to stop, however, enjoying the prickly feeling. "did you know that you smell really good, like vanilla or—"

she's too enthralled to focus on her words, finally unhooking your bra and tossing it to the floor.

"i think we might need more practice sessions, you know, something makes something perfect or whatever."

idk how to feel abt this one but its cute nonetheless!! reblogs always appreciated + thank you for reading<33

[belit0]

Hello! I hope, you accept my request, although it sounds very strange. But can you maybe write about how Indra, Madara and Izuna react at seeing their lover crying in the bed after sex because they were too rough with them during sex and that they really hurt their lover? But their lover was too scared to tell them so they secretly cry. Can you maybe write how they will react to this and how they will try to make it up for their lover? I know it sounds very weird and it’s a pretty strange request, so you don’t have to do it. Love your blog btw!! It’s my favorite <333

Thank you so much for your beautiful words!! No request is weird or strange, this is a safe space for everyone to share their thoughts and ideas, so feel free to express yourself and ask for everything you want!

I'm a faithful believer about the Uchiha (all but Itachi) not having a fucking clue on how to communicate or talk things out in a grown-up way.

Some deal with it better (Madara), and others don't know what to do about it, consumed by their overwhelming feelings and unable to speak them aloud.

Indra

- What's wrong with her? It wasn't even that hard... was it? A little blood is normal... right? Yeah... it should be fine. If it turns him on it should turn her on too. Since when did (Y/N) become so weak? Should she not like his roughness and violence maybe she should have said so before, now Indra feels like an idiot and has no idea what to say about it. He won't sleep in bed with her tonight, but he'll stay thinking as long as it takes for the sun to rise over the horizon. It will take him days to touch her again, that will be his way of apologizing without genuinely saying it, but next time he will be softer about it.

- He will have no idea how to compensate her for it because he doesn't think it is necessary either. He understands the situation, but he feels insulted, and believes that if anyone should be compensated, it is him.

Madara

- Gasp. He first thinks he's hallucinating when hearing (Y/N)'s sobs, and struggles to find the source of the sound. When he realizes it's her, he forces her to look him in the eye and explain what's going on. It may not be easy to talk about it, but Madara needs to know, otherwise he won't be able to sleep. If she decides to explain, he will apologize profusely, and guiltily hug her while feeling bad for not noticing sooner. If she chooses not to talk, he will stay upset, thinking about what might have happened, trying to guess and getting grumpy in the process.

- He will leave flowers on her bedside table when she wakes up, and give her space throughout the day just in case, but he is ashamed to look her in the eyes after knowing he hurt her. The Uchiha can't bear to know he wounded those he loves.

Izuna

- Wow. I mean... what happened? Why the tears all of a sudden? If they had been fucking like this since they met... he thought she liked it? Of course Izuna feels guilty, but also deceived because (Y/N) never came clean about it. If she didn't like it, she should have told him so they could both find a middle ground, where they both enjoyed it on an equal basis. No need to put up with something she doesn't enjoy, or put him in the position of feeling guilty about it. The Uchiha will apologize, but he won't be able to talk about it because he doesn't know how to approach the subject. He will prefer to avoid contact in general, and if she does not decide to raise the issue, he will pretend nothing happened.

- He will not reward her, as he will ignore her until (Y/N) decides to confront him herself. Maybe it is selfish, but he feels like she has been lying to him, as though she was deceiving him since they met.

[serickswrites]

hi omg!! i love your blog sm <333

would you be willing to write a part 2 to “right here right now?”

thank u sm!! u r awesome :D

Hello friend. I can definitely write this for you. Please enjoy!

Part 1

Warnings: blood, wounds, stabbing, bleeding out, unconsciousness, unclear character status

"HERO!" Sidekick shouted as they watched Hero collapse. They couldn't leave their position. Not until Villain was secured.

Villain smirked as they stared at Hero's body. "Guess one of us won't be walking away from this."

"Shut up," Superhero ordered, their eyes never leaving Villain. "Sidekick," Superhero said as they strode forward, "see to Hero. I'll handle Villain."

"What?" Sidekick turned and watched Superhero.

"I've got this, go help Hero."

Sidekick could see the worry and concern on Superhero's tight features. Sidekick could hear the fear in Superhero's voice. But they couldn't show it. "I can--"

"Go. Now." Superhero held their arm out towards Villain and the others. "If you even move so much as an inch, I will blow you all to kingdom come."

Sidekick hurried to Hero's side. "Hero! Say something!" Hero lay on their back, blood pooling around them. Their eyes were closed and their jaw was slack. And they didn't so much as move.

"Hero!" Sidekick dropped to their knees, their tights quickly soaked with Hero's blood. "Where are you--oh God!" Sidekick's mouth went dry as they saw the large, deep stab wound in Hero's side.

Sidekick rolled Hero onto their unwounded side. Hero flopped limply as Sidekick rolled them. Sidekick pressed two fingers to the pulse in Hero's throat. Hero's pulse was weak and thready. Sidekick pressed their hands on the wound, trying to stem the bleeding. "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God," they repeated as their hands were quickly coated with blood. "Please, Hero. Say something. Open your eyes. Hero!"

Hero didn't move. Didn't respond to the pressure. Didn't respond to Sidekick's words. They lay still, barely breathing, as Sidekick begged them to open their eyes.

"How bad?" Superhero called from where they stood in front of Villain.

"I can't stop the bleeding. I can't wake them up," Sidekick said, panic overlaying all their words.

"What did you do to them," Superhero hissed as they rounded on Villain.

Villain's smile deepened. "What needed to be done."

"Hero, please. Please. Wake up. Hero. Come on. We've won. You have to see. We've won. I need you. We need you. Please, open your eyes!" Sidekick sobbed, their tears dripping onto Hero's face.

Sidekick could hear Villain struggling behind them. Could hear the sounds of Superhero fighting. Could hear the screams and shouts of pain and anger. But they couldn't turn around. Couldn't move their hands. Couldn't do anything but press on the wound and beg Hero to wake. To stay.

"Please, stay with me, Hero. We need you. Right here. Right now. Please, Hero, stay," Sidekick sobbed as they heard Hero's shallow breaths stutter and Superhero curse loudly. Sidekick heard the sounds of Villain's retreating boot steps. But nothing was as loud as the silence that now emanated from Hero.

Tags: @crabofthewoods @kkaytspfan @itsjessiegirl1 @hopefullywritingahit @discordzero @silky-worm @st0rmm

[glitch-karma]

HEYYYY! HOW ARE YOU??

Could you do smth about Ango, where his s/o picks him up out of his work chair, slings him over their shoulder (The s/o is pretty tall and physically strong) and takes him home. And when they take him home they feed him, bathe him and dress him in something comfy and just take him to bed and cuddle him. Just a motherly person tbh.

If you don’t like this or you don’t feel like doing this please feel free to disregard it. And if you do and up doing it I’ll probably be back! Anyways, have a good day/night!! <333

(I absolutely love your panty pfp btw)

✧One shot

✧Content/Cw's: Fluff, comforting the exhausted boy,

✧Includes: GN! Reader, Reader also works at the special ops, Reader is also taller than Ango(How?🤷) , Established relationship, Pet names, dirty jokes from reader

✧Notes: He really needs a hug man, took me awhile to do this cause I would get a burst of energy and ruin the sleepy vibes lmao

You released a sigh as you stretched out in your office chair. You'd stayed at the office for around an extra hour, but it was definitely time to go home. Coming in early and leaving late was a frequent reoccurrence, but today was super busy. Leaving everyone rightfully tired.

You released an exhausted sigh as you stood up and clicked the power button on your work computer. A yawn escaped your lips as you grabbed your work bag and flipped off the lights in your office. You walked a few doors down the hall, stopping at an opened office door that was familiar to you. "Angoo-"

You stopped as you peeked into his office. He'd already turned off all his lights, but he was vigorously typing in his computer still. A cup of coffee sitting right next to him that looked half empty.

You could faintly see the dark circles under his eyes as he typed quickly. He was definitely focused, but on the wrong things this late. A sigh escaped your lips as you set your bag down beside the door. "Ango." You mumbled, alerting him as he glanced up from his computer.

"Ah, dearest. I didn't think you'd be done with work so early." He said as he slouched back in his chair a tad. "Ango. It's 1 am." He looked surprised as he looked back down at his watch and sighed. "So it is.."

"It's time to go home, I'll pack your stuff." You say, reaching down and picking up his bag and putting stray papers and folders into it as he sat up. "Y/n, I really should finish this before-"

Before he could finish you already had both of your bags in your hands, walking over and sliding his desk chair back. He sat there blinking as you quickly saved and exited out every tab, then pressing the power button. "It's time to go home and eat a proper meal Sakaguchi." He stared at you in shock. "Well-"

Before he could get a thought out, he was scooped onto your shoulder. He struggled a bit out of shock as you positioned him better. "Let's go then." You spoke as you carried him out of the office. After a few seconds of walking, you could feel him ease up as he rested his head against your neck. You smiled in victory as you opened the glass door, walking towards the parking lot.

After securely placing him and your bags in the passenger seat, you hopped in the front and started making your way back home. "So, for dinner I was thinking I'd just make some rice and reheat that eel I made the other day. I know it's your favorite, not sure if it'll be as good reheated but eh, it's late." You smiled as you drove.

You couldn't see it, but Ango's face softened as he stared at you. It was funny how your voice and the way you talked could calm him so. Just a special skill of yours he guesses. "-and I swear I will cook again tomorrow. Feels like we've been having leftovers for days."

He chuckled as he rested back in the car seat. You chuckled as well as you pulled into the driveway. You yawned as you opened up your car door, Ango doing the same. You walked around, grabbing both bags again as you dug in your own for the keys. Before you could find them, Ango pulled out his own and unlocked the door himself.

You both walked in, you setting both bags in a separate room before slipping off Ango's jacket. "Go ahead and sit down. I bought some microwave rice so all I have to do is reheat the eel." You nodded at him as you headed to the kitchen. He watched as you walked away, a little awe struck. Even with your hair messy and your work clothes still on, you were gorgeous to him.

After a few minutes you walked back over and set down the two bowls next to him along with a small plate of cucumber strips. Sitting down and grabbing your own, you both began eating. It was quiet, only the sound of both of your chopsticks as you both enjoyed the meal together.

As both of your bowls emptied, you then stood up with a delightful sigh. "Alright. Now that our stomachs are full.." you spoke as you grabbed a piece of Ango's hair, which was slightly greasy. "We gotta do something about this."

Ango pushed up his glasses as you spoke, slightly embarrassed. You pulled back his chair, grabbing him under his arms and lifting him onto his feet. "Come on, bath time." You said as you grabbed his hand and led him to your bathroom.

He sat on the counter as you switched the tub on, closing the drain and watching it slowly fill. You grabbed a small bag of bath salts next to the tub along with a soap you knew he liked. Putting both in, you swished around the tub to mix it, before standing up and wiping your hand off as it filled.

"Alright, now strip." You said, looking over at Ango. His face exploded crimson as you spoke. You smirked down at him as you threw the towel to the counter. "It's not like I haven't seen it before y'know." You teased.

Ango looked away from you as he took off his glasses. "I know I know." He chuckled in embarrassment. You chuckled as well as you walked up to him. "Here, I'll help with your shirt. Just with the buttons." You said as you began un-buttoning each of the buttons on his shirt. He chuckled as he undid his tie right as you finished.

After, you put your attention back on the bath. It was almost full, but needed a few more bubbles. You walked over and put some more soap in as Ango finished undressing. You then stood up and turned the faucet off. "Alright, it's ready for ya An'"

You could see Ango melt as he got in the warm bath, his face softening. You smiled as you sat on your knees by the tub. You kissed his forehead as you leaned back, grabbing a scrub as you handed it to him. "Scrub all the work stress off your body. After your done I'll shampoo your hair. And condition it since it desperately needs it." You smiled at him as he took the scrub from you.

He laughed as you grabbed the shampoo and a cup. You waited a few minutes, making conversation as he washed the day off his body. After he finished you filled the cup up, dumping it over his head as he backed away from the water a bit. You smirked as you grabbed the shampoo, squirting it into the top of his head. Dipping your hands in the water first, you began scrubbing the shampoo into his scalp, which he seemed to be enjoying thoroughly.

After you finished his hair, you planted a few kisses around his face. Then standing up and begging to drain the tub. "Here, dry yourself off. I'll go get you some pj's," you smile as you hand him a towel. He smiles back as you leave the bathroom, walking into your shared bedroom.

As you walked back, you set the clothes onto the sink counter top. "Go ahead and get dressed, I'll change and meet you in bed." You said as you walked out of the bathroom.

When you walked back out to the bed, you saw Ango setting his glasses on the bed stand. You hopped onto the bed, releasing a sigh as you crawled under the covers. You then turned to the man beside you as he stared into your eyes. You smiled at him as you opened your arms. "C'me here."

He accepted the invitation as his head made contact with your chest. You chuckled lightly as your arms wrapped around him. You could feel his breath steady as it hit your neck. You slowly placed a line of kisses in his head as you stroked his back lightly. He sighed into you as he scoots closer.

"I love you my dear." He mumbled as you could hear the sleepiness in his voice. You kissed him once more as you pulled him even closer. "I love you too. Get some rest, alright? You need it." You said as your own eyes fell shut. The two of you enjoyed each other's arms that night.

[the-matpat-ever]

Nicolas Loughty [ My FNAF: The Musical oc ]

MYY BABYYYYYY<333

About him~

Nic is a very hyper and talkative person even if he's more of an introvert and keeps to himself! He is quite friendly but do not misinterpret it as him being a people pleaser, he's not afraid to call out on bullshit and defend himself or his friends when there's a need to.

He is a die-hard fan of Nathan Sharp and owns quite a hefty amount of his vinyls. Keeping with Nate's style, he owns a few emo clothes but he leans toward more scene or gothic depending on his mood. For the most part he doesn't really have the time to put on any makeup or put together super detailed outfits.

He's a trans guy fwi because I say so and isn't very comfortable with his voice. Because of that he struggles with wanting to make covers of his favorite songs with hating how he sounds (he often feels embarrassed about things like that, including singing in front of people). He's a beginner guitarist but he's still happy with the progress he's made (even if sometimes he feels frustrated with the very little progress). He graduated at the age of 17 because his birthday was a little late. He played the bass clarinet in Jazz band and switched between flute and clarinet in marching band in highschool.

As for his death...he worked two jobs. One at a music shop where he tried learning the guitar and one at Freddy's if he was particularly low on money. In all honestly, working the dayshift at Freddy's wasn't all that great. It was because of his damn boss. The working conditions were horrid because he would constantly mistreat the staff. Nic had called out Mad's bullshit over a multitude of times but since he really needed the money, he continued to work there.

When he was particularly low on money, struggling to get by with groceries and bills as a 19 year old, he takes the nightshift. He didn't want to but all of the dayshift positions were taken at the time. And so he did.

He had gotten to hang out with the animatronics after meeting them...it was quite an interesting experience...He had gotten so bored when the animatronic puppets took a nap that he started snooping around the place. It's what he did when he got bored (couldn't ever keep to his damn self when he was like that). This has bit him in the ass and it will again. Permanently.

He goes snooping in Mad's office and starts looking through his files in an opened drawer. It wasn't HIS fault, they were all out in the open and he had to know! Well lucky for Nic Mad was still at the pizzeria roaming around unknownst to him. Well guess who finds Nic sifting through his private files! Mad had snatched them out of his hands and once he realized that the kid had found out about his real identity, it doesn't go so well..Nic is strangled to death.

Nic's soul then lives on in an old damaged doll that Mad had created a while back. Since it was so life altering (quite literally), he became meek and silent. But it was mostly because the dolls mouth was sewn shut, leaving him unable to speak. He was named The Listener, or Li for short by his now close furry friends. He became fearful of Mad but as time went on, stuck in that doll, his fear eventually turned into pure resentment. It gets to the point that Li starts planning out Mad's DEATH and has tried to kill him on multiple occasions. He does eventually cut open his stitches that sew his mouth together so that he can actually talk.

He protects lost kids the best he can if they somehow manage to stay after hours. Him and the animantronics keep the child company and make sure the kid is safe. But unfortunately accidents usually tend to happen at Freddy's...

Fun fact: Li/Nic eventually learns that he can leave the doll, projecting a sort of Astral form(think of like the fnaf movie with Cassidy talking to Abby). His Astral form takes on the appearance of when he died so there are major bruising around his neck in the shape of hand prints and deathly pale translucent skin and dark circles under his eyes. I have yet to drawn this version of him but I'm very excited to :3

@wouldntyou-liketoknow

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Coming back to tumblr and immediately checking in on my fav mootie :333

how r u vel??

OMFG UR HERE... girl ive been checking ur blog periodically every day wondering where u were I LITERALLY READIED MYSELF TO SEND U AN ASK ASKING WHERE U ARE TODAY AFTER I GOT DONE W MY CLASSES (RN) ONLY TO OPEN THE APP TO THIS 😭 😭 😭 IM RLLY HAPPY TO SEE U GOBBY!!!

immmmm okay relatively T_T i broke up with my bf a while ago and have been struggling with the ramifications of allthat (even tho me and he are chill im just mentally ill and mourning <3) and ive been excelling academically without much if any effort but staying mentally sane with life crashing every whivh has been. A VERY MAJOR UNDERTAKING. i have so many dm conversations unanswered bc the energy... isnt coming... and im only getting sleepier and weaker..... but still trying to remain positive. I AM TRYING TK REMAIN SEMI ACTIVE. AND SEMI POSITIVE... so i think im as ok as ok can be thabk u for asking :3

WHAT ABT U THOUGH last we witnessed in gobby lore u were still looking absolutely gongeus w newly dyed hair and still at ur now newish job.. how has everything been. give us the gobby update....

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event | feb '23 blurb night

summary | steve dotes on you when your period's causing you pain.

pairing | bf!steve rogers x reader

warnings | reader's having period cramps, meds mention (ibuprofen), stevie is the cutest and i love him, tummy rubs hehe :'-), just soooo fluffy and cute and sweet <333

word count | 380

requested by anon | Have you done a period cramps hurt / comfort before? That would be so soft. Maybe Stucky comforting her? She always needs to be in one of their arms at all times. 🥺

an | this is such a cute idea, thanks for sending in sweet nonnie!!! hope it's okay i just went with stevie for this one, tbh i haven't been writing any seb liiike at all not even bucky so :^) here is sweet amazing wonderful perfect bf!stevie for you!!! with a guest appearance by bestie!sam hehe <333

Steve can't help but frown down at you in concern; you're clearly in pain as you writhe against him, struggling to find a position that's comfortable. "Here- let's use this, doll," he suggests as he reaches over and grabs a pillow to place beside him, easing your head down against it as he lays your midsection over his lap. Sighing at the small sense of relief the new arrangement brings, you wrap your arm around the man's own as he brings a gentle hand down to rub over your tummy. "There you go, good girl. Just relax."

Your gaze travels warily over to the generic white pill bottle sitting on the coffee table. Reading your mind, Steve asks, "Those kickin' in yet?"

"Not yet," you mumble, but you're not surprised. It was less than ten minutes ago that you took them- all you can do now is wait.

"You want me to grab you an ice pack? Or maybe warm you up something to drink?" the kind man offers as his gentle hand draws circles over your tender skin. Shaking your head, you turn a little to look at him better.

"Jus' wanna stay here with you, please," you request shyly. At your timid words, Steve's face softens with affection.

"Of course, doll. You don't even have to ask- gonna stay right here with you, darlin'. Wanna take care of my best girl." At the sight of you laying so unguarded in his lap, with your smaller arms wrapped around his, and big eyes blinking up at him so mildly, Steve can't cope with the thought of leaving you alone, not even for a moment. With his free hand, he reaches into his back pocket, pulling out his phone.

"What's up?" you ask with a raised brow.

"Just texting Sam, gonna have him run to the store for us. You need some chocolate, and something nice for a bath later. And- we're almost out of pain meds." Smiling at the man, you bring his hand up to your lips to kiss his fingers gently. Steve pauses to smile at you, rubbing your cheek lovingly. "Was gonna go myself, but there's no way I could leave you now. You're stayin' right here, young lady, 'til you're feelin' all better. Captain's orders."

[quailxcrossing]

4, 8 and 17 for RUNO...

and 24 for Goat because thinking of Runo makes me think of him inevitably.

HI NOA HIII thank you for the asks omg i am bouncing around so much <333

RUNO i am very excited to ramble about Runo!! one of my most special characters fr....

[4] How physically and emotionally affectionate they are? RUNO

(art by the asker, @/crystalcanis!! hi!!)

Ooo this is a good one. Physically, Runo is not very affectionate. He's pretty bad at telling when exactly is a good time to be physical- is this a time for a hug? does she want me to hold her hand here? is this weird? am i acting strange? is she embarrassed of me? are my kids? do they want me to hug them? He likes being physically affectionate just fine, but ohh the timing stresses him silly. he's gotten better at it over the years of being married (its been like 20 years at this point...) but still, he thinks that his brain just never installed that feature to know when touching is wanted. so! his family usually just meets him in the middle, and lets him know when they'd like his attention :3 they also ask him first if he's okay with it (sudden touch can make him jump) but Peony has learned his nonverbal tells for a good time to hug him, just after 20 years of marriage and all.

Emotionally affectionate, yes, always, all the time, this is a shorter answer because it's YES, he is constantly telling his loved ones he loves them so so soooo much, he never wants them to forget it, and he never wants to leave them alone without making sure the last thing he said was he loves them. :') . :''') . eee.

[8] How open they are about their true feelings, both positive and negative? RUNO

Runo has a pretty hard time shutting off his external emotional responses without completely shutting down his bodily functions, ie. shutdowns. He cries easily, gets overexcited easily, scared easily, and he shows it...so ! if there's something he doesn't want to show, he needs to physically remove himself and go calm down. usually it's not so bad, he wants to raise his kids knowing it's okay to be emotional; but if he gets TOO worked up, to the point he worries he's going to concern them, he goes away to cool down. he tries not to do this often. he is really really trying to build up a better mental fortitude!

all this this can be overridden if his kids are in danger, where his fear gets shoved aside for the sole desire to protect them, which is always stronger. just comes naturally when you're a good dad i guess

[17] What is their biggest struggle that no one around them is able to understand or believe? RUNO

ohhhh this is a good one......really been looking forward to this one. okay. the answer is simple. runo's incapability to maintain physical self-care. this is something that has gone all the way back to his childhood, and it was made worse by his upbringing, and then young adulthood, and the adulthood, to parenthood- it's been a problem his whole life. Runo has a really hard time taking care of himself in terms of hair maintenance, grooming, etc etc etc. he will stay in the same outfit for 4-5 days without noticing. he goes way too long without haircuts, and he's overrun with split ends and rat nests and he just can't deal with it. he can't cut his hair, even for a cleanup trim- but its state bothers him immensely. he just. can't. he doesn't know why.

he hates when people act like he just CAN- just take scissors to it! just remember to shave! just wake up and change your clothes- buy pajamas! he tries- he finds ways to work around things- i wouldn't say this is his BIGGEST struggle, but its 1000% the one that people never understand about him. all that stuff about your brother? oh that really sucks, oh man. your hair is a total mess? just wash it. lmao. if it was that easy, he would.

therapy. will help. but first. therapy. getting to therapy. oh god

annnnnnd SPEAKING of his BROTHER..............

[24] How hard it is for them to not allow their emotions to cloud their judgement? GOAT

near impossible. lol. Goat is completely ruled by his emotions, similarly to Runo, but unlike Runo, he has a hard time KNOWING when he's being clouded by his emotions. sometimes its good! when Goat is fiercely passionate, loyal, steadfast in his beliefs and sticks up for his friends no matter what- but he can also be reeeealllly selfish and difficult when seemingly "nothing" can make a mountain out of a molehill. he feels very intensely, and feelings cloud his judgment like he's a napkin in a hurricane. he's very fortunate to have friends who are willing to fish him out of the storm and set him right.

[prentissluvr]

OKAY SIBLING WINCHESTER THOUGHTS HAVE ARRIVED!!

like sam and dean with a younger sibling thats just a little bit closer to sam than dean??? like DONT GET ME WRONG PLEEK ☹️☹️🙏🏽🙏🏽 i love dean like so much but like sammy i feel like would be such a great big brother.

like younger sibling reader just always goes to sam first for comfort or advice or just to hang IDK but big brother!sammy 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

- alex💫

HEHE YAYYY

i mean... this is what i think about all the time because sam's my favorite! clearly lmao. i agree!!!! i think sam would be an amazing big brother. we see dean in that position a lot more (i'm talking in terms of side characters) because he has a very very natural older brother instinct because of sam. but if they have a younger sibling that they grew up with, then sam would have that naturally himself as well! he's also just quieter and more reserved so i think that plays into why we see dean acting as an older brother figure more to other characters as well. that, and they tend to be characters more aligned to dean in certain ways (like charlie and claire)

but! we also know that sam absolutely has that protective instinct, and he is a great great great older sibling (or parental) figure!! we totally see this with jack! sam's definitely better at trying to talk and figure out emotional things (not that he's great per se LOL) but he does try to help out jack, understand him, talk through things with him, and comfort him when he's having a hard time. especially when they first meet!

so i really really see a younger sibling who's closer to sam and goes to him more for advice because he's more willing to actually talk through things + gives good advice!! he's also comfortable being a comforter. he's always great at reassuring even random people when things are scary or difficult.

plus i can really imagine a youngest sibling who has interests and maybe a personality that's closer to sam! and they're likely closer in age, i imagine a two year difference! because that way, sam still wouldn't have memories of mary, along with reader, because people generally don't retain memories until about four. so that's definitely something that sam and reader would be closer over and they'd both feel that distance from john and dean. maybe reader tries to get out of the hunting life like sam did! and sam helps them <3

also!! i think a lot a lot about half-sibling!reader who by some circumstance has to stay with the boys after meeting later in their lives. and i think they'd end up closer to sam as well, once again, especially if their interests and personality align closer to sam's. generally, sam gives people a chance quicker than dean, so they wouldn't have as rocky a start. and sam would also be very aware that reader is likely struggling a lot to adjust with living with them and this life.

and this is assuming that reader grew up decently normal, so they're more likely to notice that dean sometimes does some really fucked up or not normal things (not that's sam's normal either LOL but.... sometimes dean does shit and i'm like.... huh. maybe don't.) anyways! i just think it would be easier for someone a little more normal to get closer to sam LMAO

and yeah i'm just super obsessed with older brother sam <333 i think he'd be the best!! dean's amazing, especially when reader needs an escape or the likes, but yeah! sammy <3333

TYSM FOR SENDING THIS IN MY LOVE <333 i really hope to write more winchester sibling fics soon <33 i have a few ideas brewing <3

[wisteria-tarot]

i has some questions about elisa lam, i had asked another blog but they have yet to respond to my second question so itd be interesting to compare the two readings and see if u got anything new or different info from it.

my questions are

if elisa lam wasnt killed why was the footage of her edited?

did that one minute of footage really show what was going on?

was she rehearsing a conversation / acting delusional about a guy she was meeting / with during her stay of the trip?

will the guy she met uo with at the speakeasy ever come forward?

was she lured to downtown la imparticular or was it by her own choice? again so much couldve been falsified

does the hotel manager still feel guilty for what happened to her despite what theh claim in the media i dont believe it (surprise surprise, shock, horror)

did her tragic ending really have anything to do with her last sighting at the last book store? why do the bookstore coordinates match with her final resting place?

was anyone else involved? will more evidence come about if indeed others were involved?

were they lying about her behaviour in the shared room?

was she a ritual sacrifice?

will anyone be properly charged if she did not do this to herself?

i hope this isnt too many questions and feel free to answer how u feel is best! im so curious what the reading will come up with tho cause i think it leads back to the guy she met up with or was obsessing about, i dont think it was an episode of mania in the elevator footage i do think it was in her head but it was about something different or people was plotting it to mess with her? who knows however the hotel manager weirds me out even to this day something wasnt right with that one. she seemed more eager to get attention for her position at the hotel rather than what happened to elisa lam and her tragic ending

thank you very muchly if you do this reading <333

Disclaimer: This reading is only for entertainment. Take it with a grain of salt. These are my personal interpretations of the cards with a sprinkle of intuition. Tarot is not set in stone it is not the end all be all of someones life.

if she wasnt killed why was the footage of her edited?

7 of wands, knight of cups (rx), ace of cups, 4 of pentacles (rx):

Perhaps there was a desire to protect someone's reputation or to avoid exposing something that could cause harm or controversy. The editing could have been used to distort the emotions or intentions of those involved, presenting a version of events that suited a particular agenda or perspective. They might have wanted to show a more idealized version of her, perhaps to protect her image or to present an emotional storyline that was more palatable for the audience. Those who edited the footage were afraid of losing control over the situation or the information being revealed.

Did that one minute of footage really show what was going on?

4 of swords, the tower, 2 of wands (rx), 5 of pentacles (rx):

The footage could have been edited or presented in a way that avoided showing the full complexity or intensity of what was happening. The real nature of what was happening could have been far more intense or revealing than what was shown. The people responsible for the footage might have been unsure about how to present the situation or what exactly to show. There were aspects of the situation that were deliberately concealed to avoid showing the hardship, struggle, or vulnerability of the individuals involved.

Was she rehearsing a conversation / acting delusional about a guy she was meeting / with during her stay of the trip?

10 of wands, queen of swords (rx), 2 of cups (rx), ace of pentacles (rx):

She could have been trying to handle multiple responsibilities or emotional challenges simultaneously, which could have contributed to confusion or a skewed perception of the situation. She could have been overly emotional or defensive, possibly interpreting the situation with this person in a skewed way, clouded by her emotional state or external stress. There was a lack of emotional harmony or that their relationship was not as it appeared to her. There may have been false hopes or unrealistic expectations regarding the potential of the relationship.

Will the guy she met up with at the speakeasy ever come forward?

2 of pentacles (rx), strength, 4 of cups (rx), 4 of wands (rx):

He might be juggling other priorities or dealing with inner conflict that prevents him from coming forward. It will take a significant amount of personal strength for him to come forward, He could become more open to addressing the situation or reaching out, especially if he starts to recognize missed opportunities or emotional dissatisfaction. He may feel that there’s no solid foundation or long-term stability in the connection, which could cause him to hesitate in coming forward.

was she lured to downtown la imparticular or was it by her own choice?

page of pentacles (rx), 2 of swords (rx), the emperor (rx), the devil:

She may not have been in her right mind when making the decision, possibly making her more susceptible to external influence. while she might have been trying to make a choice, she could have been influenced by external forces or circumstances. she might have been in a vulnerable position or facing pressures that led her to make the decision. she might have been drawn into a situation where she was not fully aware of the negative consequences or was under the sway of something harmful.

Does the hotel manager still feel guilty for what happened to her despite what the media claimed?

4 of pentacles, 5 of swords, 9 of cups, 3 of swords (rx):

The hotel manager might be holding on to their feelings of responsibility or remorse, even if they are trying to suppress or protect themselves from these emotions. They might feel that they were unable to win or handle the situation well, and there could be a sense of mental or moral defeat—even if the media narrative does not fully reflect that. They may be trying to find emotional relief or fulfillment in ways that mask or avoid the deeper feelings they may still have. They may be trying to avoid or delay confronting the guilt they feel, but it is likely still affecting them on a subconscious level.

Did her tragic ending really have anything to do with her last sighting at the last book store?

9 of wands (rx), 8 of cups (rx), the emperor, 9 of pentacles:

She may have been in a state of emotional or physical fatigue, perhaps having already endured significant stress or challenges. Whatever happened at the bookstore, emotionally or mentally, may have been part of a larger pattern of struggles she had not fully processed. She was unknowingly subject to someone else's will or actions. She may have been emotionally or mentally disconnected from this external stability, possibly feeling isolated or not as in control as she seemed.

Why do the bookstore coordinates match with her final resting place?

10 of cups, the high priestess (rx), the chariot, king of cups:

The coordinates may have led her to a place where she could find a kind of emotional closure, whether consciously or subconsciously. there may be secrets or overlooked aspects that have not yet been fully revealed, perhaps regarding her choices or the circumstances leading to her being at that location. The alignment of the coordinates with her final resting place may not have been entirely random, but rather the result of a force of will or a directional push. It implies that there was a determined course—either consciously or unconsciously—that led her to this specific location. someone with emotional influence (perhaps a significant figure in her life) had some connection to this place, or it could point to her own emotional journey that led her there.

Was anyone else involved?

10 of cups, queen of wands (rx), king of wands (rx), strength:

the person(s) involved were likely close to her in some capacity, and their actions may have been emotionally charged or related to family dynamics. This person might have been controlling, jealous, or emotionally turbulent, and her actions could have contributed to the events that unfolded. This person might have been arrogant, controlling, or self-serving, leading to actions that were not in her best interest. The person in question (likely her) was attempting to handle or control the situation with patience and resilience. However, it also suggests that forceful emotions or actions (possibly from the Queen and King of Wands figures) could have tested her ability to maintain composure or control, leading to a difficult emotional struggle.

Will more evidence come about if indeed others were involved?

9 of cups (rx), 6 of swords (rx), queen of swords, 5 of wands (rx):

It seems that more evidence could come to light, but the process of uncovering it will be complicated and slow. The outcome may not fully satisfy or be as clear-cut as hoped, leading to possible disappointment. Obstacles and delays may be seen moving forward, indicating that uncovering the truth may take longer than expected. However, someone capable of logical analysis and truth-seeking will play a key role in uncovering the facts. The situation will eventually see a reduction in conflict, with less obstruction and confusion, making it easier to access the truth over time.

Were they lying about her behaviour in the shared room?

10 of wands (rx), 9 of wands, 5 of wands (rx), 9 of cups (rx):

The portrayal of her behavior in the shared room might not have been entirely truthful. There is a sense that others may have misrepresented or distorted her actions or emotional state. Others may have tried to shift the burden or minimize the complexities of the situation, possibly making her seem more chaotic or troubled than she was. She might have been defensive or protective, which could have been misconstrued. There was likely an attempt to avoid conflict or minimize confrontation, leading to a more favorable or misleading depiction of her behavior. Finally, the emotional narrative presented about her actions could have been skewed, possibly to avoid blame or maintain personal satisfaction.

Was she a ritual sacrifice?

10 of cups, 4 of wands (rx), the devil, 8 of swords:

the environment or people around her gave the illusion of care or protection when, in reality, darker forces may have been at play. Whatever gathering or situation she was involved in seemed positive or like a cause for celebration, but it was ultimately disrupted or perverted. There were manipulative forces or controlling individuals involved, which may have exploited her vulnerabilities or trapped her in a situation that she couldn't escape from. She may have been unable to free herself from a situation that was closing in on her. This could imply that she was deliberately placed in a vulnerable position, unable to resist or escape the circumstances surrounding her. I don't see her being a ritual sacrifice but she was being manipulated and taken advantage of by either someone or even a group of people.

Will anyone be properly charged if she did not do this to herself?

king of wands (rx), the high priestess (rx), justice (rx), 4 of pentacles:

justice may not be properly served if she did not harm herself. There may have been irresponsible or manipulative behavior from a key individual, but this person may not be held accountable. There are secrets and hidden agendas at play, possibly intentionally obscuring the truth. There may be injustice, and the legal system might fail to bring the proper charges or make the right decisions. Finally, the person is likely trying to protect their position or assets, which could mean they are actively covering up the truth and preventing proper justice from being served.

[skayafair]

I need to confess how much I love g3 Twyla <333 In G1 I liked Lagoona the most, but G3 Twyla is so relatable. She's sweet and quiet but has inner strength, loves books, her struggles are familiar, and she's autistic. And her design is just the best, with my favourite colours, too! She's my comfort character now.

I think Twyla would love space. And long sleeves. RH Emi Vanda's clothes fits her surprisingly well!

I made her a quick temporary apron dress before an actual good one (because I hate tight skirts and don't want to damage her shorts by the sitting position). Also I think out of all my dolls she and Amelia (Emi) are the ones I restyle the most because they are so much fun!

She's my favourite now and took her place at the head of my bed to keep my dreams interesting <3

I also figured out that with the right hairstyle her earplugs stay firmly in place and was happy about it! I'd leave them there at all times if I could 'cause the room is often noisy 😅 but if her hair is down they won't stay there unfortunately.

Since Neon Frights come without a bracelet I'll try to make it myself.

Also Twyla is the first doll which made me understand why people buy different releases of the same character. I love this one, I truly do, but after I watched Twyla's clips from the series and her music videos (Out of the Shadows, it made me cry because of how relatable it was!) I can't help wanting the creepover one, too! They are so different and I like both so much :< If I ever have the chance, I think I'll get her, too.

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All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!

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We collect such donations to provide the minimum basic needs of life and help find safety and peace for young children who do not deserve to live through such horrific situations.Thanks to your contribution, my family has come almost 1/3 of the way to reach the goal. Every form of your help makes a difference to free people who have been struggling and paying so much for almost 291 hard

days.

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Please continue to

support the most just cause in the world either by direct donation or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days end.

https://gofund.me/e7c7528a

Sharing to hopefully reach some people who can support as I financially cannot at the moment <333