#the whole school is rolling fake dice

[stop-ur-losing-me]

its always "ily" and never "iyamtmwwtwithsabbgotwsirfdypsgywspiyamtnltmaathpsswpttbvmltrawy"

[stupidpop]

Boss had a Taylor Swift playlist going at work today and there's now several songs I can't get out of my head

[strawberrypinky]

~ it’s been a long time coming 💕🎶 ~

I’m so proud of you for making this choice, my dear M. You are an absolute star & I’m excited to see what this new ear holds in store for you.

I know you’ll do absolute incredible things from here on out.

To all the Bad Batch fans out there, I can 100% promise you that my girls upcoming project is something to look forward to! I have had the joy to be along for the ride thus far & as a complete novice I’ve still been able to enjoy it a lot (though I’ll have to give credit where it’s due - my girl is a great teacher!). You have the absolute best in your midst now! 💕

A New Era…

See what I did there… because it’s the eras tour… and the start of a new era for me fandom wise… I’ll let myself out 😭

Hi friends,

I know it’s definitely been a while since we had a little fireside chat of sorts. I never wanted to be that person who posted this big long rant with nasty call outs or annoyed remarks. But, I have to be honest. I am really, really growing to find writing for Hogwarts Legacy to be a chore. It used to come by so naturally and I’ve lost a lot of the enjoyment due to fandom fighting, the lack of a real update with the recent announcements and just some honestly, nasty anon asks I’ve received over the last few weeks.

I have a lot going on in my personal life right now and with that, it’s caused this fandom to feel more like a burden than an escape. I have surgery coming up and it just doesn’t feel like the supportive, loving, atmosphere it once did in so many ways… So for a while I think I’m going to shift gears until I find the energy to return to my works.

Having been on tumblr for a long time, I’m sick of starting over with every shift in fandom interest so I have decided to leave this tumblr, add to it and let it be a hybrid of my interests. I will return to working on my HL content, I just don’t have a set date for it.

To those who will likely depart this blog due to this announcement, thank you for the support. I hope life treats you well. To those willing to jump to a side project I’ve been working on, I’m excited to bring you all along. And to those who may soon find this blog from other spaces, welcome.

I just really need a break from what I’ve been doing and I’ve found inspiration elsewhere in the meantime.

Thank you all for being understanding and know that I have truly enjoyed the ride with this blog so far and hope to continue to do so as I post a project that I’ve been inspired by the finale season of the Bad Batch to write. I won’t give way too much, but I’ve got 50k words on my hard drive so far and I’m still going for our favorite mechanical engineer, pilot, riot racing, definitely not dead in my delulu: Tech

(If anyone actually is interested in a teaser I would love to share)

Once again, I hope this can be a discourse. Let me know your thoughts, opinions, etc. if you are willing to give other content a try and aren’t so familiar with the animated side of Star Wars I will gladly send you a guide I made for my best friend to aid. She has no knowledge of the animated series, and as someone who went to film school purely for my love of the clone wars, this return to the universe in many ways has felt like coming home. It’s where I have always felt the most safe. It’s where I always felt the most inspired. I am just overall so thankful to have found joy in writing once again as I feel like I lost it for a while there.

I am sorry if I have disappointed anyone, I just really need a break from HL creating until I sort out my life. I’ll still lurk on my lovely mutuals since I do love you all so dearly. @eternalremorse @writing-intheundercroft to name a few. I also owe this wonderful fandom for my best friend in the whole world. It’s a love of mine, right now I think we would be better on a break… if that makes sense…

That being said, I am so, so, SO thankful for the last year (plus a few months but who’s counting) with you all. I really do look forward to eventually coming back. Right now, I just would love to explore other avenues while I’m feeling so drained.

That’s all for now but I hope to post new content soon,

- M 💚

PS : to anyone who’s found this under TBB tags… I’m a bit nervous to dive back in to the Star Wars realm since I deleted all my old ST fics but I’m ready to try again…

[theminiversexx]

{open starter} @seoulessrp

seungmin: if i tell you what i got for felix and han for their birthdays - promise you won't tell? seungmin: They both got me not attempting to burn down any kitchen and try and make them a cake - and i think thats honestly a good start.

[lcfthaunted]

It takes thirteen years to become a forensic pathologist. Mallaidh Stengaard works for the state medical examiner’s office, taking on the cases her coworkers find uncomfortable; primarily the deaths and disappearances of children and adolescents. This has sent her back to her alma mater several times; her very first case was the deaths of Sydney Gillespie and William Mordison-York. An unfortunate accident, though after her sister’s death, she does always wonder just how accidental deaths at this school really are. She hasn’t had an excuse to return to Split River since the 2012 prom incident—the accident in 2018 didn’t prompt a visit, and she decided against her 25th reunion—until Madison Nears disappears, leaving a bloody mess in the boiler room.

[koheletgirl]

i’m reading war . 👍

YESSSS this is the best day of my life

[melodyplucked]

@theha1r

My 'give a fucks' are on vacation

    ❝    honestly man as long as we're on summer- i'm trying to carry that attitude too-    ❞    he says with a sigh, stretching his arms up over his head.    ❝    i'm done with all the tragedy around here... i don't need anymore. i mean- this is supposed to be a quiet town right? i guess not anymore.    ❞    he sounds almost nonchalant, but... it comes from a place of exhaustion. of the stress of it all... that he's not sure how to deal with or express.    ❝    i've decided the only thing i'm worrying about this summer is nini- if she's happy, i'm happy.    ❞    

[caruliaa]

assigning maathb to ships is so diffcult bc ull b like okay i guess this character can be miss americana but the other one is NOT the heartbreak prince lol. but then u hear its u an me thats my whole world they whisper in the hallways shes a bad bad girl abt them and feel dizzy and unwell

[theminiversexx]

seungmin: ??? Did ghost stick around from halloween?

ִ ۫ ⁎ . @seoulessrp

sohee: how would you feel about having a roommate for a couple of nights? 😁

sohee: my apartment is giving me the creeps

[justcruisingaroundrevived]

You've probably already gotten this ask but if not, Jerry yandere hcs perchance???

But I’m a Creep…I’m a Weirdo

Summary: Yandere! Jerry Strokes x reader

TW/CW: Yandere behavior, online stalking, obsessive behavior, harassment, light fluff

A/N: Thank you for the request, anon! Yandere! Jerry was so fun to write honestly! Hope you enjoy!

Reblogs are appreciated!

* Would be the yandere that could mask it the most

* During the crush stages, he can feel his heart pound out of his stage the moment he senses your presence. He’ll fiddle with the cuffs of his sweater while he stares deeply at you (probably salivates a little while doing so, but quickly gets the drool off of him)

* The type to look at you in the distance, cause he’s afraid of interacting with you (the club mock him by staring at you the same way he is)

* If you do talk to you, he’s fumbling his words and avoiding you at all costs

* Has wasted tons of character DnD sheets trying to imagine you in some of his campaigns. Has even done sessions by himself, pretending you’re there with him (you two always end together in the end)

* Online though…it’s a different story

* The benefits of being online is anonymity. No one knows your name, face, address, phone number, etc.

* Jerry is a 4chan user, and has written….colorful languages of his “encounters” with you. Any assets you have, he describes them in detail and has given you a fake name (like he doesn’t actively write out any special features you have)

* Late at nights, he’ll look through your online profiles, staring deeply into any photos you’ve posted of yourself (pray that those photos don’t have any cleavage in them, cause he will get off to that)

* Has a mini shrine of you in his house. It’s small, but contains Polaroid pictures of you (without your consent) stole hair clips, food that has been eaten, and generally any small items you’ve lost.

* The confession would be the most basic. He probably decides Valentine’s Day is the best, and buys you chocolate and flowers. He hands them to you and just stumbles across his affection

* Accepting it would mean him being red faced for the rest of the day and won’t stop thinking about you (he brags about it in the chat)

* You’ll mostly hang out around his locker. Just talking about school and stuff (he’s so bad at conversation, help this man)

* If you’re into DnD as well, expect him to jump for joy. He’ll break out the whole nine yards and would have a private DnD session with the two of you (it’s going to get creepy. He’s staring as you roll the dice and sometimes have to snap your fingers in front of him so he can continue the session)

* Online is where he takes it up to the extreme. He hates how passive he is in his real life, and wants you to feel safe around him.

* It’s easy, really! He’ll create fake accounts to harass and stalk you. Your DMs will be filled with harassment, personal information, insults, the whole shebang

* You’d figure out the limit on bans in MySpace cause they always keep coming, no matter what

* Jerry would be the shoulder for you to cry on. Hearing you vent about the backlash they’re getting from these trolls out nowhere

* Jerry understands, and will rub your back while you vent, knowing that he’s the one who’s causing this

* He knows this is for your own good. It’s like a DnD session, except the fantasy doesn’t end when he puts away the dice. Just a few more trolling, and you’ll be in his arms in no time!

[whattimeerased83]

Scarlet letters, tatttoos, permanent marks…

Sapphic love made its mark on me

We lose because we win. The whole school is rolling fake dice. I love you, it’s ruining my life. They whisper in the hallway she’s a bad bad girl. We lost the game of chance, what are the chances?

[theminiversexx]

@byeonvvooseok

seungmin: HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[theminiversexx]

seungmin: Is it bad, I only liked RM's verse...

jisoo: it was really good! jisoo: such a shame he couldn't flim the mv :( jisoo: but the animation was gorgeous! jisoo: you should watch it if you have time! you won't regret it, i promise!:3

[lcfthaunted]

open • sch.ool sp.irits

She’s really come to hate the costume she died in, hates everything it stands for. Hates that the damned ring keeps resetting. Unfortunately, this year’s shows don’t provide much in the way of clothing she’d willingly wear and already fits, so she’s stuck in the white gown until the next production. It’s never really been worth the effort to adjust the costumes that come in when they reset, usually sooner than she’d like, given the work put in.

Mazie toys with her ring, lost in her thoughts for a moment as the diamond catches the dim lights in the costume department. She pulls it off and hurls it away again, very nearly hitting another ghost as she does. “Oh—god, sorry,” she says, pressing a hand to her mouth. “I was— yeah. Sorry. I wasn’t trying to hit you, promise. I just—” Hate the damn thing, is all. “My bad,” she awkwardly finishes instead.

[koheletgirl]

listening to miss americana and the heartbreak prince thinking about w.a.r you know how it is

[keeksandgigz]

it's you and me (that's my whole world)- day 1 of keeks's lover house series♡

Day 1 of my Lover House Series♡

♡rockstar!eddie munson x famous!fem!reader♡

allusion of smut, r and eddie are in a secret relationship, disgustingly fluffy, kinda sad and angsty<3

"the whole school is rolling fake dice/ you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes"

You don't know how much longer you can go on with this lie.

"A PR Relationship for the ages" it was called on every single tabloid, everyone knew it was fake. Yet, you deluded yourself nobody did.

You deluded yourself that nobody knew it was to cover up the disastrous encounter with the paparazzi, catching you stumbling out of a dingy club hand in hand with Corroded Coffin frontman Eddie Munson- your secret boyfriend. In those pictures he sported various lipstick marks on his face and neck. Your management team was furious.

To keep up the "American Sweetheart" image, you'd been persuaded to date some airhead quarterback, up and coming NFL star. And you'd tried, tried to hard to be able to establish something with this guy, but there wasn't much there there to begin with.

But you catch yourself running back to him. Every Wednesday night, he meets you at his New York apartment, adrenaline and fear thrumming within you as you enter through the back alley of his building.

Feeling safe in the comfort of his home, it's like a fortress where no one can reach you, a place where you can forget about the rest of the world and their demands and lay in his arms.

It's a swirl of lips, hands, tongues and limbs once you step foot in his door. The desperation to feel him as close as possible, starved for his touch, needing to feel him close. You seem to crave him with every fiber of your being as you often waste no time getting each other's clothes off.

Feeling the warmth of his skin, tracing the ink of his tattooed chest. He handles you with such gentleness and care that you can't fathom how a man like him could easily tarnish your image.

"Beautiful girl, missed you so much this week" he mumbles against the soft skin of your abdomen as he kisses down your body "Wednesday never comes fast enough, does it?" he chuckles, caressing the sides of your thighs, peppering kisses from the arch of your foot to your knee.

A slow tease, as it may seem, but in reality, it's just a way to make time go by more slowly, an illusion to grant yourself a longer night with him. A prayer to make your Wednesday nights never ending.

That's why you're tangled in sheets at 3 AM, while Eddie draws circles on your arm. "Y'know I don't mind having to hide, right?"

You sigh "I know, I just wish we could come clean, so I don't have to fake date that piece of shit" a gentle kiss is placed on your forehead.

"Soon, angel, I promise. M'fixing my image for you, so we can show up to your fancy events hand in hand. Everyone's gonna wish they didn't make shit up about us" he smiles, cradling your face in his hands. He is fighting sleep tooth and nail to be able to steal a glimpse, one more look, see how beautiful you look in the glowing yellow light of his side lamp.

"It's always gonna be you and me, baby" that's what he'd often say. A promise that things will eventually go your way.

It's too late to turn on the big light. So he allows himself one more touch, one more look, a caress.

Damning himself for falling victim to sleep, he looks at you one last time, already in the arms of Morpheus, as he lets himself sleep.

He doesn't hear you stir at 6 am, like clockwork. You grab your clothes and make your journey down the back stairs of the building, where your driver is waiting for you.

You look up. One day you'll get to wake up with him.

Day 2 is Reputation! Find the form here!