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[missswritesalot]

Can I request something with Robb stark x shy reader. She is very quiet and a good wife too rob, but she loves seeing him be a true king to his people so when someone comes along and tries to knock him down a few pegs she speaks up and reminds said person of who they are speaking to leaving Robb speechless and a little turned on. You can end it there or add in a little smut if you want. Thank youuu

A/N requests open! Hope you enjoy, anon! There is just a sprinkle of nsfw at the end, but I tagged it with smut just to be safe ;) i think i used the word shy like a million times. Reblog/Comment if you want more!

You and your husband, Robb, were touring the North and providing supplies to the smallfolk to support them through the Winter. There were many grievances to address and you held court at all the small towns.

You hated the attention, and it was a small mercy that you rarely had to speak. Even when Robb needed your counsel, he asked for it in private so you weren’t embarrassed. The eyes of the people on you were enough to mortify you, yet you bore your discomfort silently and stood by his side.

At one such hearing, Robb ordered the Lords of the lesser Northern houses to visit. You were seated next to him on your throne, Greywind sleeping on the raised floor at your feet.

“The old ways have served the North fruitfully for years. Listen carefully, one war does not make a boy a man and you are yet to know the ways of the world.” Lord Karstark said, wagging a wrinkled finger at Robb.

It was the third time he had questioned your husband in front of his Council. You were furious.

All Robb had suggested was reducing the great burden of supporting lesser houses with tithes from the peasants. Many smallfolks families were missing men and weapons due to the war, and winter was coming. It would be his first Winter as King of the North and he wanted all his subjects to survive, not just the noblemen.

You thought it was admirable. You also knew how hard he worked, spending almost all nights this week pouring over papers and accounts.

“Don’t forget yourself, I am the King,” Robb chided him. Greywind woke up and went to him, a silent threat.

“No man that calls himself King is a true-“ Lord Karstark began in his crotchety old voice. Anger coursed through your veins. How dare this senile old man try to insult your husband.

You cleared your throat. The hall fell silent. Robb frowned and turned to look at you. His wife was a woman of few words but they were all worth hearing.

“My King husband would have no need of repeating his station if you would remember it, my Lord. And if you cannot, then perhaps in the evening of one’s life we must accept our limitations and resign to things we are capable of.” You said calmly, yet sharply. Robb’s jaw dropped in awe.

It took Karstark’s slow mind a moment longer to process.

“Control your tongue, woman,” he said said, eyes wild, pointing to you.

“Disrespect the Queen and you will feel my blade,” Robb yelled, stepping down from the throne and pulling out Ice, just as the direwolf by his side leapt into action.

Karstark did not know when to keep hush. He retorted back sarcastically, and the altercation ended with him being dragged to the dungeons for his impunity. The other lords were also greatly displeased with him, for now they had no chance of changing the King’s mind about restoring their allowances.

You were glad to see the end of the day, and walked into the chambers of your current abode with Robb trailing behind you.

“Lord Karstark demands hot oil for his feet, did you hear it, darling?” Robb said, crushing the piece of correspondence he read. “To send his demands with servants even when imprisoned. The gall of him.” He chuckled.

“I’ve had it up to here with that old bastard,” you said angrily. You let your hair down and started running your fingers through it roughly. The more you thought of it, the more your anger flared.

“How dare he set foot in your court, dine and dwell in our hospitality, and feel entitled to disrespect you like that? I will not stand for it, Robb.” You said, tugging at the lacing and stepping out of your gray court dress.

“Age does not guarantee wisdom, darling. Experience does. And the old fool has none.” Robb said, walking up to you and resting his hands on your shoulders. He pushed your hair to the side and kissed up your neck from your shoulders to your ear.

You tilted your head to give him more access. After a while he turned you around and kissed your mouth. You savored his languid kisses. His hands slowly pushed your chemise over your shoulders till it hung just above your breasts.

You pulled away, and leaned back, his strong arms holding you up.

“I’m sorry for speaking out of turn, love” you said shyly. You were bold in your anger but the shyness was starting to creep in now. “I love you, and I cannot bear to see you insulted after you pour your soul into this Kingdom.”

“Don’t be sorry, you were fantastic,” Robb said, apparently unable to keep his lips off of you. You gasped as he nipped at the bottom of your throat. “I would like to see the wolf in my little wife more often.”

You giggled at his words, and he walked you backwards till your calves hit the bed. Your chemise dropped to your hips and his hands made quick work of finding your breasts.

Your hands came up to cover yourself.

“Robb, the candles,” you said, eyes wide. His own blue ones lit up with mirth.

“I know now that you are not shy, let me see what is mine, darling.” He whispered, pushing your chemise to the floor. You stepped out of it, naked as the day you were born. Your skin felt hot under his hungry gaze.

“Lie back, Y/N,” he said, licking his lips and pushing you down on the bed. “I wish to show you some of my appreciation.” He knelt before you with a wink.

Robbs hands found your knees and he spread them apart. Your hands twisted into his auburn hair in surprise.

And there was nothing shy about the sounds you made that night.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Jason todd with an s/o who died with him and they see each other again after a few years? Thank youuu!

When thinking of how your reunion with Jason would be like, this wasn’t what you had in mind, then again you didn’t think that your life would’ve been taken so young either until it was.

You both came back…different, vastly unlike the people you once were.

You knew you were supposed to be dead in that empty casket six feet underground like you should’ve been, but you weren’t and neither was Jason as fate had different plans for you both. A fate that ended up with you and Jason splitting up, wanting nothing but the best for the other despite knowing that no one would knew how you felt, especially when it came to being unceremoniously brought back in a body vastly different from the one you died in.

You and Jason never got to experience most things that other people had in your time of being dead. So much so that trying to navigate a fully grown body while trying to, or to cry out in frustration had you feeling more alone and isolated than ever.

You had long accepted that you and Jason were no longer the people you once were, and decided for yourself to try and attempt to lead your life as normal as possible. Whereas Jason was hellbent on getting back at the person who killed you both, while dealing with his own feelings of betrayal upon hearing that that man who took him in, had assumably done nothing during this time; You on the other hand knew that Bruce would’ve at least beat the joker with an inch of his life for certain, but chose to let Jason find out on his own terms.

He was a flurry of emotions and even you didn’t know what to do to calm him down because you weren’t those young kids anymore, you were ghosts brought back to haunt Gotham and remind them of their continuous failures. Life hasn’t changed when you both died and while you weren’t as bothered by it, Jason on the other hand found it hard to grasp that no one did anything to avenge you both, and unfortunately started talking to the gun.

You no longer could reason with him as he didn’t wish to listen to reason in his state at the time. It hurt to leave him as he was your first and possibly only love of your life, but you didn’t wish to see the man you love kill himself for a second time. You honestly didn’t think you’d see him again until you saw Jason’s bulky silhouette outside your window one night and immediately felt nostalgic of the past once again.

‘Jason.’ You said as you opened your window for him to crawl through with a grunt with just how big he was. You would’ve once laughed at this sight, but now you could only stare as your former lover with longing and mourning simultaneously, eyes racking his form and seeing just how much he has changed with scars of all sizes littered him from the neck down.

‘Baby bird.’ He replied softly, which didn’t help in making you grow more upset of the future you could’ve had with Jason had it not been robbed from you. ‘Sorry for dropping in you without warning. Your place was just closer.’ He adds as he sits himself down on your bed and took in the sight of your room, feeling an ache in his own heart when he saw a framed photo of a younger version of yourselves smiling on your desk. Feeling guilty, Jason quickly averted his eyes from the framed photo when he felt a lump in his throat beginning to form.

He couldn’t help but get mad at how unfair this fate was for you specifically, he didn’t care about himself as he was sure this was his fate from the beginning, but you? You deserved everything and so much more than what you were given. You were a big reason as to why he wanted revenge, why he wanted to get even, he did it because he felt that you were done dirty and he wasn’t going to allow for it; However in doing so, he had lost you in the process and he hated himself for it ever since.

‘That’s fine.’ You tell him as you sit down next to him on the bed. ‘I’m just glad that you’re still breathing considering the state I last saw you all.’ You trialed off as the stench of blood, Jason’s blood, that you’ve tried to block from memory came back to greet you in remission of the worst day of your life. You didn’t want to see him that hurt ever again, you couldn’t handle it without fearing that you were loosing him to revenge and violence; However the Jason you saw before you looked like a man who had long since learned a valuable lesson in all this, and was now trying to regain control of his life however he could.

Jason sighed as he too remembered that night he came back to you drenched in his own blood, he remembered the look upon your face and the tears brimming your eyes like it were yesterday. ‘I’m sorry. Im so fucking sorry you had to witness that, I just wanted to-‘

‘Make things right by getting back at those who wronged us. I know.’ You cut Jason off and placed your hand on the back of his, paying close attention to how he seemingly stiffened under your touch before visibly relaxing. ‘But revenge isn’t going to give us our lives back.’

‘Lives that were ripped away from us without reason.’ Jason reminded you with a bitter taste on his tongue.

‘If you did get revenge, what would it do other than remind you that you wasted all that time and energy only for nothing to change with one dead man laid at your feet. What then?’ You snapped, glaring daggers into the man beside you as he looked ahead at the wall in front of him with a distant look in his eye, ‘Will you feel vindicated in what you’ve done or realise that you’ve been reclaiming your life in that time?’ You took a deep breath to calm yourself down and closed your eyes as you felt yourself give into every emotion you swore you wouldn’t return to, you’ve just wanted to move on and live a life while you could.

While yes, you were angry that your life had been snuffed out so short, but you weren’t about to make your second chance at life all about revenge. It wasn’t worth it if it meant loosing valuable time over.

‘So you expected me to do nothing while the man who did this to us lives freely?’ Jason questions as he looks at you with disbelief, the Lazarus pit’s influence glowing within his eyes but you weren’t easily scared off by it, not when you also suffered from the influence of the Lazarus pit every night before bed.

‘Life didn’t halt when we died Jason.’ You remind him as you reached up to hold his face between your hands, stroking his cheeks while smiling at him softly. ‘Nor did it change when we came back the way we did, it continued on. We can harbour hate in our hearts and scream at the sky about unfairness, but we’ll surly loose breath in our lungs before anything is done about our suffering.’ You then rested your forehead against his own as you breathed him in. ‘So why not live while we are given the second chance, no matter how unusual it may be.’ You added barely above a whisper.

Jason knew you were right and as he leans towards your touch, slowly wanting more and more of it while he was here, he felt a weight within his chest lifted. ‘I was doing it for you.’ He tells you. ‘Out of everyone in this shit hole you deserved this fate the least and I couldn’t help but feel hopeless, powerless even when you died in my arms, only to come back vengeful when we were brought back by the Lazarus pit.’ Jason adds as he risked planting a kiss on your nose, making you a little teary eyed. ‘All I ever done was for you and it ultimately pushed you away, I’m sorry.’

You let a few tears slip your eye as you inhaled unevenly, pushing your forehead even more against his, just wanting nothing more than to feel him after being deprived of him for so long. ‘Don’t be sorry Jason, we were both lost and didn’t know how to feel about being brought back to life. It’s not a fate everyone can say they’ve been through like we have,’ you said with a halfhearted laugh. ‘so I don’t blame you for doing what you felt was necessary. I just wanted to live out my second life with you and I would’ve been happy.’ You admitted as Jason pulled you into his arms, holding you so tight as he presses his face into your shoulder to soak his tears that silently fell.

‘I’m sorry.’ He says weakly into your shoulder. ‘I’m so fucking sorry. I would’ve loved to have lived out my second life with you too and I would love to start doing that right away if that’s alright with you.’ He adds as you both wept into each other, holding onto each other for dear life.

‘Of course it’s okay,’ you told him, feeling happier then you’ve ever had in a long while as you were chocking on your own sobs, ‘It’s more then okay by me jay birdie.’ You burrowed yourself further into Jason and stayed like that until you both fell asleep with dried tears staining your cheeks, all the while the city outside your apartment continued on without so much as a care of this heartfelt reunion of lovers.

[keepdrivingrry]

WOULD’VE COULD’VE SHOULD’VE

summary: in which y/n dated a famous actor at nineteen, got heartbroken, wrote a song and met the love of her life.

face claim: blanca soler

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y/nupdates y/n seen out with her boyfriend robert pattinson!

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y/nfan1 AWW I LOVE THEM TOGETHER

y/nfan2 I’m worried about her

↳ y/nfan3 why??

↳ y/nfan2 robert Is literally in his 30s and she’s only 19 she’s bound to get heartbroken

y/nhater1 can’t wait for them to break up 🙄

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yourinstagram 🖤

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sukiwaterhouse so cute

↳ y/nfan1 that seemed so fake 😭

y/nfan2 ROB AND Y/N

florencepugh happy for you my love!

↳ yourInstagram I miss youuu

harrystyles congrats x

↳ harryfan1 HARRY?

y/nfan3 she’s so gorgeous

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enews robert pattinson and suki waterhouse seen locking lips today in NYC. robert is apparently also in a committed relationship with singer y/n l/n. more at the link in bio 👀

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y/nfan1 I FUCKING KNEW SHE WAS ACTING WEIRD

y/nfan2 UH ROB????

y/nfan3 poor y/n

florencepugh wtf

y/nfan4 EVEN FLORENCE IS CONFUSED

sukiwaterhouse please delete this.

y/nfan5 bitch you got caught already what’s the point???

deactivate yourinstagram !

two years later..

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yourinstagram soon.

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y/nfan1 Y/N BESTIE I MISSED YOU

y/nfan2 NEW MUSIC?

harrystyles ❤️

harryfan1 HARRY?

y/nfan3 WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON

harryfan2 okay what is going on???

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yourinstagram sooner.

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harryfan1 why is Harry so early??

y/nfan1 NEW MUSICCCCC

y/nfan2 SO EXCITED

florencepugh so excited for you!!!

y/nfan3 ew suki’s here 🙄

harrystyles proud of you xx

annetwist so excited to hear it darling! 🥰

harryfan2 WAIT ANNE TOO??

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yourinstagram would’ve could’ve should’ve. out now.

thank you to everyone who helped me through the past two years.

and to the love of my life who taught me how to love again and not having to relate to this song again. you know who you are <3

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gemmastyles SO GOOD!

y/nfan1 GIVE ME BACK MY GIRLHOOD IT WAS MINE FIRST

y/nfan2 STOP THIS SONG HAS BEEN PLAYING NONSTOP

annetwist amazing sweetheart!! 🥰😍

harrystyles you deserve everything great coming your way. I love you.

harryfan1 Y/N AND HARRY??

harryfan2 OH MY GOF

y/nfan3 OKAY TOOO MUCH NEWS

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harrystyles love of my life.

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harryfan1 OH MY GOD

harryfan2 congratulations 🥲

y/nfan1 Y/N DESERVES HIM

yourinstagram I love you

y/nfan2 she looks so much happier with him then robert and I’m here for it.

sukiwaterhouse cute!

harryfan1 NO GET HER OUT OF HERE

pillowpersonpp 😍

thank you for reading xx

[cosmic-robot-menace]

some administrative bs robbed me of a job opportunity. Can an autistic enby get some help this pride month? Thank youuu

[mauvefayette6]

Hello !! First I hope you’re doing okay and you’re having a wonderful day ! I wanted know if it’s possible to request a oneshot with Neil Perry ! Like their first big argument and good old angst about him forgetting a date to go hang out with his friends or whatever you want 🤭!! but with happy ending because I love him way too much !! Thank youuu and have a wonderful day again !

Promises [ Neil Perry x fem!Reader ]

You waited, dressed and ready to go. Neil promised, he said he would be there by 9 pm so that you could make it to your reservation. It’s 10:30pm now with no sight of him. You decided to call his number again to see if he would answer.

The person you’re trying to reach isn’t available, to leave a voicemail wait for the beep. Beep…

“Hey Neil, it’s (Y/n) again. Just wondering when you’ll be back? Return my calls when you’re able to…” You whispered the last part before hanging up. You turned your phone off, your heart sinking as tears began to form in your eyes.

Neil wasn’t the type to just forget about you or a date or a commitment just in general. What if he was kidnapped? Mugged? Robbed? Shot? So many thoughts ran through your mind. You began to hyperventilate, you got up and began to pace around your apartments kitchen.

“Please answer,” you mumbled looking at your phone.

12am rolled around and you decided to call again. Maybe he was caught up at work and his boss was being an ass.

“Hello?” Finally, Neil answered.

“Hey, where have you been?” You mumbled. You felt your body relax at the sound of his voice.

“I’m hanging with Charlie. He thought it would be a great idea to come to the bar for a couple of drinks. Why?” He asked. The feeling of worry vanished and was replaced with disappointment and anger.

“Goodnight.” Was all you mustered up. You hung up and walked to your bedroom.

A bar? Drinks? Charlie Dalton? You weren’t mad about the date. It could have always been rescheduled. You weren’t the kind to stop Neil from hanging with his friends. But, to miss all your calls? To ignore you to drink with his friends? All he had to do was call you and ask to change the date! You didn’t care!

You undressed yourself and put on your nightgown. You took your make up off and did your face routine. You did it all with furry. Your heart was racing and your hands were shaking. Tears in your eyes you laid in bed. You checked your phone to see no new messages. You scoffed and fell asleep.

The next morning rolled around as you began to get ready for work. For a brief moment you forgot about it. That’s until you received a phone call from him. You decided to ignore him. You didn’t want to start the day off on the wrong foot. You opened up your door and began walking to work.

The busy streets of Chicago gave you a peaceful vibe. People hated the noise of the city but you loved it. You were from a small town in Virginia and Chicago was such a different vibe from there. You clocked in and turned your phone off. You wanted no distractions, no messages, nothing.

You walked out of work and to your apartment. Walking from the elevator you saw Neil Perry holding a bouquet of roses. You scoffed and walked towards him.

“You weren’t picking up my calls so I decided to see you…” He said but you ignored him. You unlocked the door and slammed it in his face. He knocked on your door but you ignored it.

“Is everything okay?!” He shouted knocking on the door. You grumpily walked to the door and opened it. “I’m going to take that as a no…”

“Yeah Neil, I’m not very happy with you right now,” you scoffed not allowing him inside the apartment.

“What did I do?” He asked and you rolled your eyes.

“Not only did you have me worried but you also ditched me to hang out with your friends,” you explained and the realization dawned on him.

“I thought I was missing something, I swear I’ll make it up to you,” he begged but you shook your head.

“It wasn’t about the date Neil, I don’t care about it. I care that I was here, crying and worried! I thought you were injured, I thought someone had mugged you and left you to die! Do you ever understand how scared I was? I left you hundreds of messages! A ‘I’m fine’ or a ‘I’m out with my friends’ would have been great! But no you decided to not answer me!” You shouted with tears in your eyes. Your voice was shaky, “I wouldn’t have forgiven myself if you had died Neil, but you didn’t have a care in the world!”

He stood there, his heart aching.

“I didn’t know… Charlie took my phone and I was out with my friends. You know I haven’t seen them in years.” He said attempting to defend himself.

“This is pointless Neil. I just, I just don’t want to see you right now. I’m angry and disappointed. Your lack of empathy is sickening right now. I want to be alone,” you said slamming the door in his face. You leaned on your door and began to sob. The feelings coming all at once like a wrecking ball. It was like he didn’t understand how it felt to be up all night waiting for someone to answer you.

You woke up the next morning. Luckily for you it was your day off. You laid in bed with your favorite candy and confort show on. Your phone was on your nightstand charging. You sobbed every few seconds. You hated arguing with Neil, growing up your parents were verbally abusive towards each other. Arguing and yelling was the thing you always tried to not do.

You heard a knock on the door. Maybe you could pretend not to be home.

“I know your home,” you heard from the other side. Neil. You sighed and got up. You walked to the door and opened it.

“Before you start talking hear me out, please.” He said and you sighed. “I realize how big of an asshole move that was. I didn’t want to worry you or ditch you or cause you any harm. I had a rough day at work and well I need to blow out some steam and Charlie offered to take me to a bar and grab some drinks while the guys were in town. I forgot about our plans and while I was going to check my phone Charlie took it out of my hands. I didn’t purposely ignore you and the second I got it back I answered you. It wasn’t my intention to ignore you and I will be having a chat with Charlie about not taking my phone. Please forgive me…” He stopped and looked at you. Tears were falling from your eyes as you brought him in for a hug.

“I don’t like arguing with you Neil. I was just so worried yesterday. My mind doesn’t work like everyone else’s. My mind doesn’t go to ‘he is probably still at work’ I instantly think you’re being murdered or something…” You cried, your face nuzzled on his neck as he hugged you tightly.

“I promise it will never ever happen again, I swear it.” He whispered not daring to let you go.

——

A/n: Hey!! I’m going to start doing all requests now just so I can get some stuff out! Requests are temporarily CLOSED!!

[icanseethefuture333]

Can I have an post about NCT Mark's reputation in the industry or his ideal type? P.S You're legit look like a 90s superstar💌💖💖 don't be shy and drop your skincare routine please 🙏

WHY ARE NCTZENS BEING SO NICE TO MEEEE, THIS IS LIKE THE 2ND COMPLIMENT I'VE GOTTEN THANK YOUUU 😭💚 Ofc since we did TY Track I don't see why I can't do one for Mark 🦁

Mark from NCT's ideal type:

Qualities

I channeled: "Hmm... What do I like in a partner?" I think Mark hasn't really thought about what important qualities a partner should have and more so has thoughts about appearance or personality.

Mark would be interested in someone similar to him or someone with similar values, habits, or behavior as him, but with a more elevated mindset.

He could want to do date someone who is also a musician or a writer. I feel like Mark is curious about the twin flame dynamic? He could want to feel a connection with someone on a deeper level. Telepathy? Mark is wanting a partner who could read his mind and emotions so that way he doesn't always have to explain himself. Someone who is very aware and observant. A partner that eases his anxiety or relieves him of his everyday stress. He could also like if his partner was more optimistic and looked on the bright side of things because Mark can have a more "realistic" outlook on life.

Personality

I'm ngl... Mark has a toxic taste in partners LMAO 💀 I just feel that he wants someone who keeps him on his toes and he hates predictability. Like if his partner was too "normal" or too "stable", he's gonna hate that, he's gonna feel like he's the partner with the issues, so he wants someone that can be as imperfect as him. "It's more fun that way, no?"

I'm laughing pls 😭- "I'm not saying I want my heart broken, but if she's bad then she can take it [his heart]."

Mark really does not give a fuck 😂 (btw this is the first reading I've done for a celebrity where I cannot stop giggling??? He's so funny). He also wants someone who would like call him out on his bullshit. Mark doesn't want someone who's submissive or a pushover, "😁Feistyyy." It's giving: "I love the kind of woman that will actually just kill me"

Intuitively, I feel like Mark also has a lot of insecurity in his relationships as well. The partners who are healthier for him, he feels like he's not good enough for them, so instead he dates partners who are often unstable. It's okay to date someone who's more outspoken and dominant, but it seems like he's constantly attracted to partners who are too controlling towards him.

Physical traits

"Honestly I have a type. I'm not the tallest so I don't wanna date anyone who's like too tall but I don't mind the height too much. I like hair, the people I've dated their hair is pretty long and if they have short hair, it's gotta be like fluffy (voluminous is the word he was looking for)." Channeled songs: Trap Queen, 679, & Again by Fetty Wap

"I'm like "Hey, what's up? Hello" (Ayy)

Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door

I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money, introduced her to my stove

Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low

She my trap queen, let her hit the bando

We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go"

"Baby girl, you're so damn fine, though

I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind, though

I'm sipping on you like some fine wine, though

And when it's over, I press rewind though, ayy

You talking bands, girl, I got it

Benjamins all in my pocket

I traded in my Trues for some Robins

He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him, ayy

I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ayy

17 shots, no .38"

"I want you to be mine again, baby, ayy

I know my lifestyle is driving you crazy, ayy

But I cannot see myself without you

We call them fans, though, girl, you know how we do

I go out of my way to please you

I go out of the way to see you

I ain't playing no games, I need you"

Oh he's a giverrr 😝. Mark wants for his partner to look good, so he'd go out of his way to pamper them and spoil them. Like "oh baby you want your nails done? I got youuu 😌". He likes to show off his partner. I heard "I want that Beyoncé and Jay Z love." (😭💀 Mark go sit tf down please). I love the energy tho fr.

He's mentioned girls a lot + all 4 cards are women, so he has a obvious preference towards the female gender.

Long hair

Thick, voluminous hair

All hair textures (straight, wavy, curly, etc).

Varies from pale, medium, deep, or brown skin tones.

Girls with a "mean" expression or resting bitch face (🤨😠😒)

Feline beauty

Arched eyebrows

Horizontally wider eyes

Prominent features (big nose and big lips)

Likes lipstick or lip gloss ("Juicy lips")

Someone who plays hard to get (as in a tsundere, basically acts like they don't want him but secretly does)

Shoulders and collarbones

Pretty hands

Nice ass

Likes jewelry? Rings and earrings to be specific.

Something about fabrics is coming up, so Mark could like when women wear flowy dresses or like those sheer beach cover ups.

Instagram baddie style is very apparent here.

Soft glam makeup (U.K? Black London baddie makeup. Latina makeup coming up as well.)

Mixes luxury with casual

Long acrylic nails

High heels

Painted toes

I am being reminded of that song that goes "Ion want no barbie, I want me a bratz doll "

Bratz doll type of beauty

Celebrities/influencers who are similar to his ideal type:

Juliana Nalu, Ashley Nicole King, Kali Uchís, Camo, Jordyn Woods, Yarastargal, Mia Owens, lisajn37, amandaa_solis, Cindy Kimberly, asiaeros, bbv_g6rl, 200120_01, & bybrokelle

[iinryer]

HELLO I also started watching Lone Star partially because of ur Marjan and Nancy art, i'm only at the beginning of season 3 right now and Marjan is definitely my favorite character. I wanted to know if Owen does some specific awful stuff that makes him so disliked? I find him a Bit amusing at most currently but mostly just very. dull? Like he's a laminated sheet of paper at most. And also i literally forget TK is his canonical son because he doesn't feel very fatherly. so I don't particularly feel much towards him, but wanted to know if i should brace myself for something terrible in specific later? LOVE YOUR ART TO DEATH BTW WHENEVER YOU SORT OUT PRINTS IM GONNA BE BUYING SOMETHING FOR SURE 😤

GOT ANOTHER ONE!!!! this is incredible im so delighted. marjaaaaaaaan….

personally i find him most tolerable in season 1-2, but even then i just think he’s one of the least interesting characters and YET he gets 70% of the screentime in any given episode—which bothers me sooooo much. a lot of his plots are really insufferable and we have to spend so much time on them, meanwhile they have one of the most interesting cast of characters I’ve literally ever seen, and none of them get any real arcs. imo it’s just frustrating as a viewer that i desperately want to know more about the muslim firefighter who wears a hijab or the black trans firefighter or the latino probie who cares a lot but was never given a shot bc of his dyslexia. ALL OF THOSE ARE SUCH COOL CHARACTER PREMISES! but no, we have to hear about 9/11 from owen again….

idk most of my ire comes from the fact that he Does have a cool dynamic with his son, and it Is a really neat setup for a story, but nearly all of owen’s plots are completely disconnected from literally everyone else on the show. i could surgically remove every owen-solo scene and i would still understand pretty much everything going on in any given episode, and it would be a quarter of the length. it’s bad writing! and really annoying to shelve such a diverse cast for rob lowe of all people.

tbh if everyone had the same amount of screentime i would probably hate him less? but it sucks that he takes up so much of what should be SUCH a stellar show. i could talk abt this forever gjfjdhfhf

(THANK YOUUU!!)

[insomtiny]

rules: put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

tagged by @sunmiyane & @yoohyeon thank youuu <3 also this shuffle is absolutely sending me it's so random

tagging: @honeydewtual @pleasepleaseeplease @dalkyum & @chismosavirus if you want!

[thegreatluka-69]

Tua as quotes from me and my friends cus im bored lmao

Klaus:"Hey Diegooo?" Diego:"Yess?" Klaus:"I love youuu" Diego:".. you're not getting your soundboard back" Klaus:"DANG IT" - Five:"stop going to the bathroom and PEE yourself like a MAN" - Diego:"and then we reveal-" Klaus:"THAT YOU'RE ALSO MY DADDY??" Diego:"Shut up."

- Klaus:"Hey Fivey?" Five:"..... Yes?" Klaus:"I hope you know that you're.. kenough." Five:[loud long sigh] "... thank you, menace." - Ben:“Wowww, okay. kys. /j” Klaus:“.. Fuck, I can’t say that back to you” - Klaus: IM GOING TO CRPA MYSLEF YHJSFS I AHYE THUNDER STOMRS guys its snowing!! (it's hail) - Five: "No offence but Viktor's my favorite sibling." Luther: "That's just cause he's dad's least favorite" Viktor: "Nah I'm just better" - Klaus:"All because I robbed his grave??" - Diego: "the communists took my thoughts" - Five: “If you get shot I’m driving off!”

- Reginald:"Don't fuck your sister!" Luther:"WHY NOT!?!?!?" - Might do another one of these lmfao, I love this

[visiosatanae]

Songs on Repeat

I was tagged by @meowsaidmissy thank youuu! ❤️

Rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist & post the first ten tracks, then tag people

1. Abracadabra - Steve Miller Band

2. Living Dead Girl - Rob Zombie

3. Sacrifice - London After Midnight

4. Jigolo Har Megiddo - Ghost

5. Stay - Ghost

6. Cannibal - Kesha

7. Don't Stop Believin' - Journey

8. Mummy Dust - Ghost

9. Love Shack - The B-52's

10. Dance Macabre - Ghost

(Apparently last month I was just listening to Ghost, my Halloween playlist, Ghost, 80s music, and uhhh more Ghost lol)

I tag: @gravehags @ramblingoak @anamelessfool and anyone else that feels like doing it ☺️

[shellxrls]

the way in which you perceive rafe and write him, all those nitty gritty details and characteristics, is EXACTLY how he should've been/could've been/kinda was? canonically before the pates decided to read some rafe fanfics and romanticise him with sofia (also the fact that obx could never go the R18+ route despite having a character that 100% should've caused them to like why write him that way if you didn't want him that way ugh) robbed.

THANK YOUUU. me and moony always say it’s like rafe is on a completely different show entirely, & i love that about him which is why i choose to emphasise his worst qualities at all opportunity !

they shoulda had a scene where s1 rafe walked out of a room at a party and we got a glimpse of a girl passed out on the bed inside tbh. cause we already know he’s like that and that behaviour was even more heavily implied when he was selling coke. though unfortunately the pates are assholes who hate this show more than their antis ever cld.

[riddle-me-ri]

First of all- I just wanna say a big old congratulations on a well deserved 500 followers, Ri! Your work is always a delight to read and honestly, you're just a whole delight yourself as a person and as a friend.

The love letter idea is irresistibly cute, by the way. ;v; Could I please get one from Secret Six Jervis with plans to leave Arkham and find his Hare? The relationship is a sort of mutual obsession, almost Gomez and Morticia with a Wonderland twist. Not legally married but have made personal vows and consider themselves such. Nicknames are just anything along the lines of fair hare, silly bunny, etc. Anyone else would get the "hares aren't bunnies" lecture but Jervis(Jervie, Hatta, dear Hatter, my Hatter) has Privileges. Again, a big congratulations on this big milestone! Here's to another 500! 🥂

A/N: AHHH MARCCHHH!!! Thank youuu, you’re literally the sweetest, and much of my success with the Jervi is thanks to you and you're well full of utmost knowledge! Also for creating a space where I felt it was okay to love Jervis to begin with! Thank you so much for all your support and feedback, it’s helped me so much you can’t begin to imagine! I’m so glad you enjoy my writings and you decided to participate in my wee event!! I had a lot of fun writing this not even going to lie lmao. 

Thanks so much again, you’ve always been such a kind and amazing friend thank you so much for everything 💚💙🥹🥺

Secret Six Mad Hatter - Love Letter for march-harrigan

My fairest Hare, 

At last! I am able to write to you! Foolish guards! They keep asking me questions every day since they put me in here! Questions, questions, always questions, but never fun or interestings ones. 

Ah, but no one can be as fun as you are, my silly bunny. You are always able to make me smile and laugh. You truly make me the happiest and maddest Hatter of all! Oohh, how much I miss you! It’s not fair! How I yearn to see you, hold you, kiss you…other things…oh, just to embrace you and have you next to me again!

How dare they, how they get the gall to rob me from my precious beloved March Hare. They think they have me bestest. Hehe, it’s amusing, really…they think without my hat I’m not threat, no trouble, oh but they will see…I already have a plan in motion…it’s almost time to cause some comotion. 

They will pay for taking me away. 

Rest assured, my darling bunny, my one and only sweet Hare…Your devoted Hatter will be free again. We will be reunited once more and our tea party shall continue! I promise I won’t be late! 

Madly yours, 

Jervie 

[flowwochair]

More Soult lore (my poor little skrunkly and how he fucked up his leg)

Regarding Soult's accident in 1800 wherein he was robbed and taken as POW. I would love to know some more details on the even if anyone has them, or to know how accurate my knowledge of this event is. Here's what I know/my perspective of it: the accident occurred while Soult was leading a charge at the very front, something which he never repeated again afterwards in his career, presumably to trauma related to this event. I am unsure exactly what happened but based on what I've read/remember reading: Soult was either stabbed or something else happened to startle him after which either he fell off the horse while it was still going at a rapid speed or he fell with the horse and the horse proceeded to fall on him breaking his leg in the process. I've also seen people say he broke or injured an arm in the incident as well? But the only thing I know for sure is the leg injury portion. After spending some time near his dead horse (which could've presumably played a role in giving him an infection), Soult was robbed (unsure as to by whom) and taken as a POW. Masséna has some relation or role to rescuing Soult (unsure as to what or what role he played). I'm curious about what it was like for Soult during the time he spent as POW, did Louise know his status? Did she know he was alive? I'm also curious about the Masséna potentially saving him thing because I swear I remember reading about that? Also (and this info may be harder to find) I was curious about the exact nature of his injuries in this event, the leg injury I know more about, along with its later impact on Soult, making him bowlegged and giving him a limp, but the arm injury??? I see that like being mentioned occasionally like some people say he did some people say he didn't??? Some people say he was stabbed or slashed in the arm which startled him and caused the whole tumble that broke his leg, but I really don't know what happened there. If anyone has some more info that could enlighten me in regards to the parts I am curious about feel free to drop it here I appreciate it, thank youuu ^-^

[devilbrakers]

7, 10, 19, 21 and 30 for the music asks <3

Thank youuu rena 🫶🫶

7. three songs you didn’t expect to like but eventually loved

cold - the cure

everybody's fool - evanescence

mary on a cross - ghost

10. three favourite Halloween/spooky songs

she's gone away - nine inch nails

rain of brass petals (three voices edit)- akira yamaoka

living dead girl - rob zombie

19. three songs that are your guilty pleasure

greedy - tate mcrae (i think it was big on tiktok or smth?)

the reason - hoobastank

teenage dirtbag - wheatus

21. three songs of your childhood

lake of fire - nirvana (originally by meat puppets. also the first song i ever remember liking! still one of my faves)

yellow ledbetter - pearl jam

man in the box - alice in chains

30. three songs you really want your followers to know (for reasons other than all those above)

is it really you? - loathe

wolf like me - tv on the radio

petrichor - cassyette

[wishitweresummer]

hewwoooo! as the community’s resident nail queen, i wanted to run some questions by u :3

so!!!! i want to hear your thoughts on this:

finger guitar picks / hair parters

who would wear them

would they be more teasy or ruthless

who would be their main target

are they themselves sensitive to them

here’s a picture for reference :D

(Mushiiie Mushie Mushie, thank you for the aaaaask I will kiss your forehead and also your nose as thank you.)

Maybe I just miss the BANTER Boys so much, but Karl all the way Karl!!! (And of course he shows up to recording of the newest podcast with these.)

He already always has some kind of bright nail polish on his nails and rings on his hands so it’s easy to imagine these on him.

Him and George curled on the couch waiting for Sap when they are finally noticed, the shiny metal catching the light and grabbing George’s attention.

“What are those?”. Karl looks a bit evil as he stares down at his own wiggling fingers. “Karl what the fuck are those?”. He won’t stop smirking.

In a flash Karl slips them off and pockets them, then the fight begins.

~George’s shrill shriek echos through the studio

Karl has strength and height on poor Gogy and in less than a minute the squirmy boy is face down on the couch with his wrists pressed down at his sides with Karl’s knees. Immediately he’s a giggly mess, very familiar with Karl’s tickle attacks.

“No Karl don’t tickle me!!!”, he whines, he already knows. He screeches as Karl lifts his t-shirt up and reveals his back. His whole body shudders at some tinkly sounds on top of him as his mind reminds him of the little metal claws Karl wore. “No!!!”.

The rounded tips of the claws are trailing down his bare sides and George is screaming. His helpless squirming only makes it worse. The electric tickly feeling zapping him to the core. No amount of movement can get his ticklish sides away from the cruel dull points of the claws.

“They are guitar picks,”, Karl supplied unhelpfully, unable to be heard over George’s hysterical laughter. The mean claws trail and spider over his back and spine, then down his lower back and back over to his sides. The room filled with squeals and cackles,

“Fuck you! Karl fuck youuu!!!”. The words are mean but the giddy-sounding laughter really robbed them of their bite.

“God you guys are loud.”, suddenly a new voice.

“Sapnap help!”, George whined.

Karl finally relented so he could grin and show Sapnap the claws as he came closer to investigate.

“Whatchu got there?”. Sapnap reached out and touched one of the claws. Karl let him do it for a bit before taking his wrist in his hand and turning it over. He dragged the claws down the bare forearm and Sapnap pulled away with a huff.

“Jeez!! Those tickle.”, he rubbed away the feeling and finally took in the scene. “Holy shit where are you touching George with those?”. The older boy whimpered at his name.

Sapnap watched in horror as Karl dropped his clawed fingers to George’s sensitive sides and drew out a startled squeal that twisted into crazed laughter. Karl bounced on top of the squirmy form.

“Want to try?”, Karl halted his tickling and tilted his head at a stunned-Sapnap. George gasped out softly for air.

“Please get him instead.”, he mumbled.

~A new screech pierced the air as Karl leaped into action again

The new BANTER podcast’s recording was postponed by nearly an hour while the boys got to know Karl’s new toy.

How it turned Karl’s normally teasy tickling into ruthless torture.

Eventually, they even learned how the toy was most powerful against the one who originally had wielded it.

Karl was crying within a minute when George finally wrestled him down and Sapnap pried off his sneakers and socks.