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[deadsnakey]

lol same I fear.

𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆 —> 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏

GENRE —> FLUFF

characters; Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise zabini, Lorenzo Berkshire, Draco Malfoy.

You've been accepted into the friend group, the longer you're with everyone the more you build bonds with each one.

Inspired by @girllblogging777

✩ You and mattheo are definitely best friends and are the closest out of the whole group.

✩ Lorenzo sees you as a little sister and you see him as an older brother, but mattheo and you radiate the most sibling energy; you both have curly hair probably, bonus if it's also brown.

✩ You and blaise study together since the rest aren't helpful or they're just a distraction…mattheo and draco specifically. At least theo isn't too distracting even if he’s bored.

✩ chaotic, certain duos or trios are worse then others.

✩ Pansy and you always do girls night together every friday or Saturday depending if someone busy or not. masks, doing nails, crafts, make up on each other, trying products out theatre weird, movie marathon with snacks, etc. its a blast and the boys always complain because that seems so fun omg????

✩ the boys love teasing the shit out of you because they think its entertaining but will back off if they realize they're taking it too far

✩ you probably teach most of them how to correctly treat a women and things not/to say and not/to do, etc. give them a little reward for becoming gentlemen to keep motivating them. (they're dogs.)

✩ they listen to you most of the time

✩ tbh if you're studying or sum that needs a lot of focus and is serious to you, they will let you work and help as much as they can if you ask for it.

✩ they are probably really protective over you.

✩ most to lease? Mattheo, Draco, Pansy, Theodore, Lorenzo, Blaise.

✩ mattheo, Draco and Pansy is the worst of it, will fight for you.

✩ Theodore and Lorenzo are more verbally abusing someone and Blaise has a sharp tongue when he wants too, he is not afraid to be an ass to someone when it comes down to it.

✩ Lorenzo and Blaise are the nicest in the group not including you. They are still assholes but more toned down.

✩ Pansy and you team up on them allllll the time and they sometimes hate it, so they do it back to you cause they're petty little shits.

✩ when you're throwing up, they'll rush over to get your hair out of your way as quickly as possible.

✩ will try their best to comfort you if they find you crying or upset or sum. Theo and Mattheo are ones who immediately pull you into their chest to protect you; holding you firmly.

✩ they all give really good hugs, but Lorenzo's are probably the best.

✩ they make sure you're eating enough, drinking enough water, not over exhausting yourself and overall just watching over you to make sure you're taking care of yourself.

✩ if they find out you're not taking care of yourself like you should be, they will constantly be on you about it to the point it starts getting annoying.

✩ anytime y'all have classes with one another they will be pestering you asking if you drunk water today and if not, "ok, here's some water now drink, love.", like they will shove food down your throat so please just take care of yourself, its not worth the annoyance and hassle.

✩ crackheads, always getting into some shit and dragging you into it unless you don't wanna be apart of it. (though they'll beg you to agree lol.)

[katiascraft]

hiii so i thought maybe like a tough argument with lando that leads into an argument and reader is his fiancee so she gives him the engagement ring back. Really dramatic and a lot of angst. Oh and the Franco fic was perfect thx💗

Hiii 💌 i'm so happy you liked the franco fic! Thank you for your request and appreciate my work 🥹 (get ready to cry - i sobbed). Hope you like it beautiful! -------------------------------------------------------------------

"You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? I died on the altar waiting for the proof" | LN4

part 2 here

Pairings: Lando Norris x Fiancee!reader.

Summary: Lando doesn’t love you anymore.

Now playing: "So long, London" by Taylor Swift.

Word count: +2k.

Warnings: ANGST. This made my heart ache. Not a native enligh speaker so there could be errors (I do what I can). Not proofread.

Author's note: I highly recomend reading this one while listening to So long, London. This made me really sad :( thank you anon again for your requests you’re the best mwak 😙. Don’t forget to like or reblog! And follow me so we can be friends :3 (and drink mate together!)

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The tension in that little bathroom you were in could be cut by a knife. The sunset could be seen through the window. Monaco´s view has always been your favorite since you moved here with Lando. But today…lately, everything has faded to gray. There was no even black and white just plain grays in the most colorful place in the world. You knew it was because of him. that sparkle you used to have was completely gone. And it's been gone for a few months.

The knot in your throat isn't letting you breathe properly. an evening that could be magical chatting by the pool, was again consumed by your hurting and mourning.

You thought Lando hated you.

Things got really bad.

You did not trust him anymore. You were always on high alert. You knew in some way he didn't love you anymore. That he was probably cheating on you behind your back with models. and you have convinced yourself of that. you barely could look at each other now. you stopped going to his races. He stopped kissing you goodbye or smiling when he looked at you. He didn't buy your favorite ice-cream anymore nor did he offer to go hiking knowing how much you loved nature. you stopped having sex. You didn't cuddle anymore nor kiss good morning.

You felt empty. Lost. You weren't you anymore. All of you who used to be so happy and bright and fun to be around - he took it away the minute he stopped loving you. And you had had enough of it. You didn't want to believe it. But it was true.

He didn't love you anymore.

All you had now were arguments for stupid things. Doubts he was cheating with every girl that followed him on instagram.

You looked at your engagement ring on your finger. You were in the bathroom freshly showered. all of the pain you always tried to hide came out like a storm on you. You started sobbing, holding yourself against the counter of the bathroom.

You loved him. and you were so scared that you would love him forever. you wanted to hate him. You really wanted to do so but you couldn't. And you were so mad because you loved this place. You used to love your life here with him. But there's no you and him anymore. And the promise of forever just didn't exist anymore.

The life you dreamt was gone.

You really thought this was it. Your happy ending. Your best life. Your own romantic comedy by the sea. The man you wanted to have a family with. He was the love of your life.

All of these months you tried so hard. Tried to revive the love you wanted to be there still. You cooked his favorite meals for him to just say thanks and not even look at you. You tried to support him at Singapore GP going by surprise - he wasn't so excited anymore to see you there. You cried in the bathroom that evening. When did love hurt so much? When love became such a nightmare you couldn't wake up from? How much tragedy did you have to suffer in order to make him love you again?

Did you even matter? Did he ever love you for real?

The pain you felt was one you haven't felt in your whole life. You didn't know how life was without him in it. Without his kisses and hugs. Without making him laugh and travel the world together. Without his family and their Christmas celebrations. Without his hand on your waist everywhere you went. Without his eyes admiring you. Without his advice. Without him with you. next to you. Together. Was forever even real?

You couldn't stop crying your eyes out. You had to sit on the floor. Your hair soaking wet staining your pajamas. You were shaking. You didn't know how to pretend anymore. How to keep going like this. Leaving terrified you. But how could you live like this? Did you even deserve it? Was it fair for you to be treated this way?

It seemed he didn't even care about you anymore. About you two.

Your heart was completely broken.

Were all of these girls better than you? Have you ever even been enough for him?

Every thought broke you down even more. You were gasping. You couldn't hide it anymore. You wanted to scream and run away. Hide yourself from the world. From him. You felt so humiliated. You believed he would love you forever. You felt like such a fool. How would your friends even look at you now? Would they like to be friends anyway? Or would they hate you just like he does?

A knock on the door took you out of your thoughts. That scared you. You didn't want to open the door. You knew it was him. You knew he would get mad.

“y/n open the door please. I wanna check on you. I could hear you sobbing from the living room” he said with a worried tone. You tried to wipe your face in vain. It wouldn't work.

You stood up and finally opened the door. You didn't look at him. If you did you didn't know what could happen. You really wanted to die right there. Showing him how down you were for him. How bad he could destroy you. “y/n… what's wrong?” he said softly trying to hold you close to him but you stopped him taking his hands off you and pushing him aside heading to the living room. He frowned looking at you from behind.

He followed you. “y/n” he insisted. You sighed heavily. You didnt turn to look at him, you just showed him your back. “y/n what the fuck is wrong with you? Look at me” he pronounced again now with anger in his tone. You started crying again because he raised his voice.

“You! You are the fucking problem lando! Don't act like you don't get it! You know damn well it's you!” you snapped at him done with all of this. You were done.

Your reaction took him by surprise. He knew. Of course he knew you two were miserable. He felt buried alive. Seeing you like that just took it all. He was already gone. He now realized where you both were. You were just dust. So old and abandoned. He looked at you not knowing what to say and that exasperated you.

“fucking say something please! I'm driving myself insane and you don't even care! Have I ever mattered to you?! Just say fucking something! I'm done lando. I'm done pretending we are happy. I'm miserable. You don't even look at me anymore we don even kiss! What has this ring even meant to you? You are a fucking liar! You don't love anymore, don't you? You haven't even loved me ever!” you pushed him a little. You were so frustrated. Hatred and pain controlled you. He broke you. He buried you alive. He left you down alone. He didn't come to rescue you. You didn't exist anymore.

He tried to take your hands to calm you down. “y/n please. Calm yourself down. Please” his breath was heavy and his voice shaky. His heart was shattering in a million pieces. He was a coward. He made you stay with him when he wanted to go away from here. He didn't even know what he was feeling or what he wanted. He felt like a monster. He was so confused. You looked him in the eyes. Begging him to tell you something. To say I love you. That he wanted to stay with you. “y/n im so sorry i made you feel like this” he said now his voice cracked and his eyes full of tears he was trying to hold so he could be the strong one in this situation.but he really wasn't. He was the weakest.

You couldn't believe he just said that. You went nuts. The pain drove you crazy. “sorry!? That's all you have to say lando!? You are not fucking sorry dont fucking lie to me to my fucking face! Am I a joke to you?!” you shouted getting away from him. You didn't want to be touched by him ever again.

“I'm not lying y/N!” he screamed at you bursting into tears without being able to hold his own hurt. “I don't love you anymore! There you go! I fucking said it, are you happy now? I dont fucking love you anymore!” he surprised himself for what he said and the way it got out of him.

You froze. You didn't want to listen anymore. You already knew he didn't. But hearing him saying it like that onto your face ended you right there. You couldn't move. You couldn't look at him. All the flashbacks of your happy moments were passing through your head at high speed. All that once was your life, it wasn't anymore. He was once yours, and now he doesn't anymore. Was this even real?

He was sobbing. He fell into the sofa crying and hiding his face between his hands. He was broken. “I'm really sorry I didn't have the balls to say it to you before. To put you into all of this pain. Mistreating you so much. I'm so sorry. I don't even know what i'm feeling i just think i don't love you anymore” he tried to explain himself as best he could through all of his crying and breathless exasperation.

“You're not sorry. You never loved me. You can't do this to me lando! We had a fucking wedding plan! I was already looking for dresses! Im so fucking stupid to have ever believed in you! Don't trust the player they said. How could I not believe it! Fuck you lando!” you were so hurt.so angry. You felt disgusted. Disgusted with his lips even touching you. His hands make you see stars. You wouldn't believe what you were living right now. You took off the engagement ring from your finger and threw it at him. It landed on the floor in front of him. “I really hope you stay miserable your whole life lando. And I hope you find someone who can make you happy and be enough for you and then destroy you. Break you in a million pieces. Did you find someone better? A model? A driver?” you looked at him with contempt. He was staring at the ring laying on the floor over the rug you bought in Mexico last year. When you were happy and were planning a future together. “Im heading the fuck out” you announced and run to your shared room. Got a bag and put some of your clothes in it. You couldn't stop crying. You were leaving. You were leaving your soul trapped in this house. You were leaving yourself behind. The one that would not exist ever again.

“y/n wait don't go please we can still try and figure this out together.please don't leave me. Im sorry baby please” he rushed into the bedroom trying to stop you from taking your things. You didn't let him and continued.

“No we can't lando. I'm done. You said it. You don't love me anymore then why would I stay in a place where I'm not welcome anymore? Would you stay? You don't even want to be here neither” you said frantically zipping up your bag and heading out the room. You took your keys from the kitchen table. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't stop you.

He was a monster.

“Don’t fucking ever look for me again. Hope you find someone who can make you not fall out of love before the wedding and that you actually have the family of your dreams” you said. Those words burnt your soul into ashes. Everything he wanted was without you in it.

You could have had it all.

You opened the door getting out of the house to your car. He followed you watching you getting in your car. He couldn't stop you. You didn't even say goodbye to him. He didn't say a word either.

He was holding the ring you threw in his hand. The little object burnt his skin. You were gone. The life you have built together is gone. And he was alone.

Shaking he got into his house again. He looked at the ring in his hand once more.

What has he done?

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What is it with men that they realized they love you when they already broke you? 🙃

Hope you liked it 💌 if you have any ideas my inbox is open so send your requests!

[booliuu]

Hi hi hi hello!!!! Can I request Tim Wright, Brian Thomas and Ticci Toby x (gn) reader, where reader has been working under Slenderman far longer than them? Like they are known as Slenderman's number 1 worker/puppet as he trusts them the most but Reader absolutely despises it but can't really rebel or else they get punished

The boys get assigned a mission with the reader or something and they slowly start knowing the real reader and liking them

I hope I explained it well sgzjdbbdb

you’re not too bad after all. . .

Pairing: Proxies ( masky , hoody, toby) x (gn!) reader

tags/warnings: (1k or more) , bit of gore & blood . lmk if anything else i need to add ^^.

ꪆৎ 𝙰/𝙽 : AAAHH IM EXCITED! heyyyy thanks for checking out my blog!! i love this prompt so much ngl💗💗😭😭. you explained it perfectly anon dw! i have fun time writing this out! i hope this what you requested for i lowkey got lost while i was writing and didn’t expect it this long :,D enjoy reading! thx for the request 🤍.

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You’ve know your boss for quite some time now. for as long as you remember actually. starting from that devastating night that you’ll never forget. can’t even sleep without nightmares plunging your dreams, constantly reminding you of your mistakes. you were simply just hanging out with your closest friends at that time in woods that now your fulling regretting . you tried changing the plans to be elsewhere but all of your friends dismissed your worries and suspicions of the woods. won’t even answer your questions but peer pressure you to just trust them. little do they and even you that slender had plans for you and your friends.

this tragic event happened with in a flash. your friends kept mumbling, giggling , even shouting harsh remarks about the woods. of course you join in the fun but there’s just strange lingering feeling you feel in the pit of your stomach. even in the back of your mind you knew that this wasn’t any ordinary woods , too many trees surrounding the place, no other trespassers either. it was just you and your friends. there’s something here that says without any explanation: get out of the woods.

next thing you know it screams of your friends entered your ears. one by one there blood was on the your hands. after you realize what you have done. it was to late. your now standing in front of a suited man that has no face that has his hand stretched out for you to grab.

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suddenly you woke up gasping for air, as if you just finished a race. your forehead partially drenched with sweat. one hand placed on the crown of your temple while the other is clutching your bedsheets out of dear life . looking around the room with paranoid eyes and slowly realizing that your safe. you closed your eyes for bit trying to grasp reality at the moment until a familiar static was interrupting your thoughts . you groaned loud out of a frustration. great another mission you mentally sighed. closed your eyes for a bit trying to get rid of the leftover sleep before getting up from bed and getting ready to complete another mission

once your ready for the day, you left your cabin double checking if you locked the door. how could you forget, paranoia has you in a chokehold ever since the incident. walking around the forest, hearing the familiar sounds of your shoes crunching the leaves on the ground , hearing the birds flying and chirping . it lessen your anxiety a little, it’s better than hearing screams of terror coming from someone else mouth.

stepping foot now to your normal area where your normal assisted to whatever he wants you to do. you don’t like your new life at all, you wished you can go back in time. where everything is normal. but you simply can’t because once he has you under his control… there’s no way of getting out. it’s endless cycle. even if you have “died”, you always. always without of doubt mange to come back from the last place you came from. it doesn’t even help that your known to be his top proxy. many of your “colleagues”despise you because after everything they all been through you mange to his top rank proxy. completely your missions without complains. he trust you to do his dirty bidding.

rebelling is a no go. you have tried multiple or even numerous times of escaping his grasp on you. it always the same, you start a new life thinking you have everything under control. you have friends and a capable job but at the end of the day it manages to find you again. hearing that god awful static noise that makes you want to cry out of fear. you pass out and you return outside of your cabin. your back to step 1 again.

your quite lost in thought until you heard some quiet mumbling from your spot of the woods. you raised an eyebrow and cross both of arms while walking slowly to the sound it’s coming from.

“ o-oh it’s you..!” your body tense a bit , eyes wondering where the sound is coming from . a firm hand placed on your shoulder and directed where he is standing, caught a glimpse of a young boy around the same age as you . wearing orange goggles that’s placed on top his head , turtle neck under a hoodie that seen better days , same that goes for his jeans and boots , messy and unbrushed brunette hair. gave the young man a weak wave as a greeting then looking pass him. two other man that looks older than both of us. one of them wearing a yellow hoodie and the other wearing a red plaid shirt smoking a cigarette both having a conversation that couldn’t be heard with in ear shot .

“ oh.. um…” you stumbled your words a bit trying to think about what to say next to the brunette boy , but a man who wear red plaid shirt interrupted your thoughts. cleared his throat and stomped the cigarette on the ground. “ ain’t going to tell us who you are.” he crossed his arms and gave you a weak glare. poor guy looks he hasn’t slept in days. “ everybody here knows who you are y/n , your particularly his favorite proxy.” he chuckled dryly lacking any ounce of humor. he try to maintain a calm tone but there was hint of jealousy surrounding his words.

not know what to say next, the man that was leaning against a tree , jabbed his friend on the shoulder from his comment. the yellow hooded man looking at you now and gave a smile, that didn’t quite reach his eyes. he waved his hand in the air . shook his head a bit and gave his friend a weak scowl , “ sorry about him.. he’s a bit tired today, “ he mumbled out a apology before looking at you . “we all just completed a mission but we’re just now assigned to another one and it looks coming with us.” he pointed to himself, “ i’m brian.” pointed to his friend,” that’s tim.” tim let out a small grunt as a response. and then at brunette boy,”and that’s toby .” you nodded at him. just after he introduced you to his friends , toby and tim went straight for the truck. guessing that tim truck you mentally told yourself. brian with his back turned and walked towards the vehicle he signal you to follow him. “ come on.. we don’t have all day.” you followed him almost immediately.

after the completing the mission. day after day it looks like you’ve joined there little group. you figured out who’s the leader of the group without much thought. it didn’t brother you or anything it was almost a breath of fresh air since it was only you all the time. the more missions you all finished, the closer you all got. there all were pretty distant with you but the first one that decided to talked you was toby. his tics didn’t never bother you nor his mood swings. you gave the space he needs before coming back to talk to him again . you listen to him talk about anything to whatever come across his mind without any judgment.

brian couldn’t tell him much about himself because he assumes right after be coming a proxy, his memories were immediately wiped out and only remembers knows the present. same goes wth Tim. in the other hand, was the most difficult to connect with. not only he was a bit rude and an asshole there was an invisible boundary between you and him. although day after day he seems to loosen up a bit, he started being protective of you and you’ve picked up a habit of carrying a lighter even though you don’t smoke. it was for a particularly for tim.

one particular night, you all coming back a really difficult mission. it tired everyone out but least it’s over with now. walking on a trail that everyone knows by heart, you stopped for a bit while others paused there walking.

“ everythin’ alright ?” tim mumbled while blowing out some smoke. even though his back was turned you can tell he was worried.

you let out a tiny yawn , rubbing your eyes seems like your body wants to sleep now. by why now you thought to yourself. toby hurried to walk to your side and immediately put an arm around shoulder. “ you can lean against me while we walk.” he said. you nodded and gave me a light smile before walking again.

there was silence for bit, before you opened your mouth to say something. “ you know you guys are that bad after all… “ you creaked a smile and leaning against toby neck, your eyes looking up and you can tell he was smiling underneath the muzzle mask. “ your not bad to yourself darlin..” tim said with a half smirk while huffing his final smoke before stomping it on the ground. brian only nodded agree with tim’s comment. maybe this life wasn’t too bad after all…

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[eu0n1a]

Pls I need more of yandere Izuku!!! I BEG OF YOU!!!! I 100% believe he is stalker material and would have that wall of pictures of you.

yandere prohero izuku breaking into your home (+more Stalking details) (-follow me on tiktok: @sunnytingz69 for ur fav character edits & help me hit 1K so i can livestream games, book streams, n more)

your relationship seemed normal to you, he's your childhood best friend. after graduating UA and quickly rising to the top. you never escaped his mind. he misses you SO MUCH!

i mean you two have spent practically your whole lives together, and now what? nothing? he's so busy now, beating villains bloody, attending national TV interviews. if it's not the work then it's the media not giving him space to breathe. and you barely have time with all the pile of work your professors give you.

he would try his best to maintain contact with you. but everytime the messages would be hours apart. he felt you fading away and it upset him. he hasn't seen you in so long.

so he decides to visit you. issue is during his visit ...

he knows it's late at night. but something caught his eye. around the small space between the curtains and he saw YOU!

"gosh you're so cute," he thinks with heart eyes.

deciding to let himself in.

"best friends let themselves into eachother's houses, right?"

"i just want to turn off the TV, i'm doing her a favor."

taking advantage of the fact it's 3AM. passing through the white picket fence. in your backyard he opened the back door you forget to lock. Japan is one of the safest countries in the world. why lock it?

because of him. you'll learn soon.

exploring your house first, particularly your bedroom. rationalizing it by saying, "their birthday is coming up. maybe i'll find out what she likes."

of course he rationalizes every odd thing he does.

sniffing the pillows, a soft smile, whispering to himself, "mm strawberry shampoo" total lovesick idiot.

by the time, he finished learning things about you, he got to the living room. The TV radiating light on your face, everything else dark.

today was his first picture, his heart beating rapidly as he took it. gosh, how much he wanted to kiss you, hold you. you always lingered on his mind and he hates himself. hates himself for not confessing his love to you back in UA.

you could have been his. his honey, his lover. someone to dote on, someone to love, he hated how he wasn't able to caress your cheek.

but for now he had to return back home.

creating fake social media accounts. thank goodness you didn't have a private account. saving all your pictures, visiting your page whenever he could.

screenshotting pictures, making deep dives on the surroundings. who's that? he's searching up everything about the people around you in those pictures.

but he wouldn't talk to you, no. he needs to make sure he has all his facts straight about you. needs to make your reunion perfect.

instead he took pictures, videos. his phone had a whole folder dedicated to them. it was private, labeled as 'documents'. even bought a usb to upload it to his personal laptop.

pictures of you out on a walk, at a club, at home. he would dedicate his time simply staring, excusing it as "she's changed so much, i need to learn more about her".

it turned into something he couldn't help. secretly following her because 'a quirkless person must be protected. nothing will happen to them on my watch.'

familiarizing himself with you again as he opens one of his drawers. notebooks upon notebooks, all about you, from elementary to his UA years. reading through them either to give himself a good laugh or reminisce the past.

opening up a new notebook for a new era. once the pen hits the paper, he writes quickly, whispering gibberish at a rapid pace only he could understand.

(thx 4 the ask, I've literally never had one before💗)

[lvlyghost]

In the Midst of War: III

PAIRINGS: Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Shadow!Reader

SUMMARY: Home is no longer where it used to be. Left with no one else you wonder who your friends and foes are.

WORD COUNT: 2.3k

TW: blood, descriptions of wounds, an old friend shows up. feelings! attempted fluff. mind the english🐸!

A/N: this GIF is my new fixation and i will not stop posting it in a long time so be advised 🤩 things are hitting the fan next chapter💗as usual thx for reading 🍁🩵

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"𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 ��𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔?"

Heavy boots, a ragged breathing caused by adrenaline and the sound of his heart thumping inside his ears, those are the things that Ghost can hear as he approaches the white van. Price shouts behind him but he can't make out what he's saying.

The blood... crimson blood that spills from her wounds is frightening. He's a man accustomed to witness horrible things. Seen the worst the world had to offer. Experienced in the flesh what evil can do to a human being. And simply because the woman that he holds in his arms is supposed to be his enemy that didn't mean he wanted to see her bleed out to death. Especially when they learned the truth.

Ghost had a moral code. Things he never wanted to see people go through despite being consequential to their own decisions. She had decided to join the army. She had decided to join the Shadow Company. It was bound to happen. Still it was hard for him.

That very moral code was to not hurt women nor children under any circumstances, and may God —if it even existed— help him when he'd have no other choice.

"Open the fucking door!" He yells, accent becoming more prominent; the door instantly sliding open, readjusting her near dead body in his arms to get them inside. "Gaz, give me everything you have." He commands the Sergeant, who's quick to open his medical pouches as well as the first aid kit they had loaded just in case someone needed it. The eyes of the woman flutter shut and then open slightly again, drifting back and forth between consciousness and the arms of the reaper. Ghost barks again at Gaz, so he helps him undoing the straps of her vest so he can check the wound properly.

"There's another one on her leg, Lt." he points out, moving around him as much as he can with the vehicle moving. With no time to waste he rips the lower part of his shirt, long and wide enough for his Sergeant to work. "Tourniquet , now." Gaz nods, at the harsh and cold commands of his superior. He then turns, lifting her shirt to inspect the wound. The bullet is still lodged inside her stomach, he notices sucking in a sharp breath; part of Ghost wonders who could've been the one who shot her? What if it was him? Taking the disinfectant from the kit he poured a generous amount on her wound. Her face scrunched, lips pouting and a low whine leaves her mouth. "Sorry about that, kid." He muttered, before pressing down on her wound every single gauze he found only to slowly start tainting red. He knew well she couldn't hear him her mind far away from where she physically was.

"We're back." one of the Vaqueros announced, as the van comes to an abrupt stop.

"We need to get her to the helo as soon as possible. She's lost too much blood." Price orders.

The three men get down, military doctors rush to them.

"We'll take it from here." One of them declares, patting Ghost on the shoulder, he nearly growls.

"Let's go. This isn't finished yet."

So Price dragged him in the opposite direction where they were taking her. He didn't know if she'll make it. But that was everything they'd do for her.

-

Stepping out of the room, showered and changed into comfortable sporting clothes you look around for Ghost. The safe house is silent. Deadly silent.

You wonder if he's even here, and you wonder if escaping would be a good idea. But as for now this was everything you had, at least a bed to sleep and a roof above your head. Sighing you walk to the kitchen just to find it as empty as the rest of the rooms.

The chilly air of late November causes your skin to erupt in goosebumps the moment you step outside, the backyard stretches farther away in the distance and as if on cue, the tall broad form of the Lieutenant appears walking through massive pines, wearing nothing but the jacket and his mask.

Ghost gradually stops when his eyes land on you standing still right outside the back door, arms crossed over your chest to protect you from the weather. He remains silent for a long minute before taking another

step closer.

"All set. Come with me." He orders you.

Biting on your lower lip, stopping your mouth from saying something you'll regret.

"Are you always this bossy?" Despite not liking his tone you oblige and begin to follow as he turns on his heels. If your question annoys him he doesn't let it show in fact he ignores you completely. "Where are we going, Ghost?"

Suddenly a wave of fear washes over you, steps faltering, hands shaking ever so slightly. What if this was it? The end of everything. You didn't want to believe Ghost could kill you like you were nothing you just don't do that to someone you've taken care of for the past month. Why bothering? Why tending to your wounds and worrying for your wellbeing, even if he was forced to do it. You wanted to believe that at least he didn't hate you. Not the way he hated your former Commander. You thought something had changed between the two. He had seemed more relaxed around you; like he somehow had lowered his defenses around you.

"Silence." he hushes you in a low mutter. "M'not gonna kill you if that's what you're worried about."

His words are cold and measured, as if he doesn't want to be here at all and the feeling, the knowledge that you're a burden to him makes your heart ache. A tiny pang of sadness that that's all you've ever been. All you could ever hope to be. So you ball your clench your hands, head hanging low when the so familiar lump in your throat becomes unbearable.

Both of you make it to a clearing, birds faintly chirping on the horizon. The sun no longer greets you, a storm announces itself with heavy clouds appearing in the sky above.

And then you're not alone. Another person stands in the middle. Hands clasped behind. Your heart skips a beat.

The only person that cares enough to save you. Blonde hair in a low tight bun.

Kate turns around, eyes going wide when she finally sees you. She's about to say something but words die because you're practically running to her, ignoring Ghost's warnings on being careful.

A smile appears on her face when you finally hug her and tears roll down your cheeks.

"What took you so long?" You sniffle. Kate's arms hold you tighter.

"I came as soon as I could. Forgive me, Vesper."

Shaking your head you try to stop the tears. It's honestly humiliating but she's known you since you joined the military. Kate Laswell was the closest thing you had to a family just like Graves. "I hope Lieutenant Riley has been good to you."

You huff, making her chuckle.

"He's taken care of me. For that I am grateful."

So now you knew more about him.

Riley.

Better than just a callsign. And it suited him.

Ghost stands a few feet away, despite this being a secure area he can't afford himself to relax. He can still hear everything you say to each other.

He can hear you crying on her shoulder and bloody hell if that didn't made him feel all sorts of distressed. It was a rare thing. Something he wouldn't have thought when he first scooped you up back on that forgotten highway.

But he guesses that happens when you spend too much time with someone you were supposed to look after. It didn't help that just last night you had asked him to stay the night in your room. All kinds of wrong.

Although he had refused he could sense what was happening and he needed to stop it. Getting attached wasn't part of the plan, and it would end terribly.

Deep in his thoughts he misses the look you send him.

"He really is something else." You murmur to Kate who keeps you know at arms length. "If it wasn't for you, I'm sure they'd have killed me." A sad smile appears on your lips.

"Let's not think about what happened darling, but rather what's gonna happen, yeah? Things have taken... a turn. No, hear me out." She says, interrupting you with a soft smile. "You're not alone. Never have been." Another quick glance at Ghost confirms the both of you that he's heard you.

"You know I don't like it when you say mysterious things, Kate." She sighs, giving you another hug although this one isn't as long as the first.

"Trust me. That's all I'm asking, and hey..." he levels you with a serious look. "Ghost may seem frightening but he's a good man." A low confession that doesn't reach his ears. Your cheeks turn red and you don't know why, leaving you mortified when she notices.

"Yeah..." you mumble.

"I don't have much more time. There's matters that require my attention but you'll hear from me again sooner than you think."

-

"What's that stance?" He gruffly asks as he stands next to you, eyes sliding up and down your body. His arms are tightly crossed over his broad chest. You turn to look up to him and away from the scope of your sniper rifle, blinking rapidly not understanding the disapproving look in his brown eyes.

"Uh, this is how I shoot Ghost." You answer like it was obvious what you were doing. You notice the way he furrow his brows beneath the balaclava.

"Bloody Christ." He mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose. He comes behind you. "Widen your stance." He kicks one of your foot so it slides along the dirty soil.

Yelping you lose balance for a second before he steadies you with a strong hand to your waist.

"Hey! What was that about?"

Ghost tilts his head eyes narrowing.

"That stance was utter shite. Your legs were not separated enough, you'd get knocked down easily by a waft of air."

"I've been doing it like this forever."

"Well you've been doing it wrong."

"But that's..." squinting your eyes you stare at him, fuming. "My legs are not as long as yours, they're like five damn kilometers long." Ghost snorts. "What's so funny?"

"Shocked you know what a kilometer is." Shaking your head you decide to ignore him and readjust the grip on the rifle. "One of his best soldiers, I heard." He points out. He returns to his spot next to you, trying not to think of how you felt under his touch.

"You've never seen someone like me, Lieutenant Riley."

Ghost freezes, heart skipping a beat at the way you say his name. It's soft and endearing. He watches you closely, you're focused on the target one eye closed and the other fixed on the green bottle.

Breathing slowly and steadily, the exact moment when the sky rumbles you press the trigger. The bullet sound echoes through the lone forest as it hits the target, sending birds flying away from their nests. A wide grin makes its way to your lips, turning to look a Ghost who remains silent merely watching the near-perfect shot, the average size bottle shattered in a thousands pieces.

"Bullseye." you comment in a casual tone. "Your turn."

Offering him the rifle you stare at each other for a long time before he shakes his head, refusing to take it.

"Mine's better." Unfazed by his refusal you wait as he goes to the black duffel bag that he previously placed on an old wooden table. He takes out his preferred weapon. Your was... lethal, but his own, the sheer size and way it was customized for him left you speechless. You even doubted you'd be able to hold it still. "And just so you know." coming back to where he was, Ghost readies himself but not before taking off his leather jacket. Only left with his black hoodie he offers you the jacket, eyes serious. Hesitating for a second before grabbing it and putting it on, it smells like him. It's soft and warm around your body. "We're going out tomorrow."

His body prepares to take the recoil of the gun. Yet another perfect shot is made that day; body barely moving, barely flinching when he fires. You hold your breath at the sound of shattering glass and then everything goes silent. Ghost turns to look you in the face, the way his clothes hang around your body swallowing you whole. A sight he finds himself liking too much for his own bloody good.

"Taking me out on a date I see." His lips twitch although you can't see it. "Where to?" You ask rolling your eyes.

Laying down the weapon he motions you to follow him back inside, he'd clean up afterwards.

"Your first mission. Laswell wants you back asap." The air gets stuck in your throat. "Don't look at me like that. We could use a good soldier. And don't worry too much. I'm coming with."

Teaming up with Ghost was the last thing you thought would happen in your lifetime, even if you had before needlessly to say not directly. For all you knew, they considered you a hostile for your connections with the Shadow Company. But your commander was off the equation. Gone forever.

With a final glance to your way he starts to cook dinner for two so you join him.

Your new life starts now.

-

"When does this end, Laswell?" He asks her, it's not that he doesn't want to be around the girl. That is exactly why he's desperate to put an end to this, enjoying her company wasn't a part of the plan.

She breathes the cool air, and tries to calm him.

"Don't tell me you've grown to care about her, Lieutenant."

Ghost doesn't answer but the CIA agent notices the way his shoulders tense.

Part 4

[ballsandbabes]

Heyy! How would they react/what do you think is their reaction if they found out that y/n is secretly a gang leader or an all rounder idol (slamdunk version), thx I'd appreciate your work❤️💗

How would the SlamDunk Boys react if their s/o was an idol/ gang leader

Authors Note: y/n = your name// not proof read// GIF not mine // Thank you for your request @hanakoirene08 💗 Its always so fun to write for the community

Summary: What would the boys think/do if they found out their s/o was an idol/ gang leader

Genre: Sometimes fluff, sometimes angst...it varies from story to story

Hanamichi Sakuragi

Hanamichi Sakuragi, the self-proclaimed “Basketball Genius,” has been dating someone completely outside his usual chaotic world (aka. his first ever taste of dating life) of rebounds and rivalries—you. To him, you're cool, sharp-tongued, witty, but always supportive of his dumb antics. You were loyal, friendly and kind. He never questioned how you always seemed to have a lot of money, bruises, or a mysterious aura. Money wise, he always thought you must have rich parents. And for the other things....well, you played soccer, so the bruises must stem from there, he figured.

Until today. Today he would learn about his certain someone in a whole new light.

Hanamichi was on his way home after practice, when he cam across a group of bikers speeding past him, leaving clouds of exhaust in the air. He squints— was that your red jacket?

Following his instincts more than his logic (like literally all the time), he decided to tail them into an alley. If it were you, what the hell had you to do with these guys???

There, under neon lights and among hardened faces, he saw you. You’re standing tall—bandaged hands, chain necklace, and the unmistakable glare of someone in charge.

“Oy! Boss is here! Show some damn respect!,” a random tall guy barked into the group. Hanamichi stops dead in his tracks, thinking out loud, “Boss?! Wait… YOU’RE the boss of all this!?”

The group turns toward him, startled. You sigh, rubbing your temple.

“Hanamichi… I told you to go home after practice,” you ever so soft voice more stern and serious now.

“Y/n....You’re in a gang?! You’re a freaking Tokyo Manji Division Leader??,” he asked in total confusion. The Tokyo Manji Gang was widely known. It was best not to have anything to do with them. They were brutal, cruel and sometimes violent for no reason. Their leader, Manjiro Sano, commonly known as Mickey, was as crazy as he was brutal. At least that's what the rumours said.

You calmly explained,“Ex-division leader. I run my own crew now. We split after a dispute with Toman’s new leadership.”

One of your gang members scoffs. “Boss, who's this redhead idiot?”

Furiously Hanamichi stated, “I’m her damn boyfriend!! AND I’M NOT AN IDIOT!!” Tension rises. Some gangsters step forward. You raise a hand, silencing them. “Kenji, back off. No one touches him. He's not part of this life,” you said calmly. But your voice sounded intimidating and commanding. Hanamichi, fists clenched, looked hurt, “Why didn’t you tell me…?”

You turned to face him once again, voice more soft now, “Because I didn’t want you dragged into this world. You belong on the court, not in street wars.”

“Ah well but you do???? You belong in fights and blood?,” he asked sarcastically.

A smirk spread across your face,“I belong where I can protect the people I care about.” Suddenly, a rival gang appears—guns out, shouting your name. You curse, body shifting into defense mode, ready to fight, “Go. Now,” you screamed at him.

He growled back, “No way in hell am I leaving you!”

You pushed him away. Away into the door to the rooftop. Knowing it would put you more at ease, he went up the stairs. He stood on the rooftop, knuckles white on the railing as he watched you fight—fierce, ruthless, nothing like the version of you who smiled at his dumb jokes. The neon lights below flickered against the blood on your cheek, and for the first time, he understood the weight you carried alone. he also was or better has been a deliquent, but none of this caliber. He wanted to jump in, to fight by your side, but something in your eyes told him not to. This was your world, and he was just a visitor who didn’t belong in it. As sirens wailed in the distance, hinting at the police taking notice of the situation, you looked up at him—just once—and gave a small nod, like a silent goodbye. He turned away, heart heavy, whispering, “I’ll wait… even if you never come back.” And under the quiet Tokyo night, the self-proclaimed Basketball Genius walked away—not in defeat, but with a love too strong to cage.

Ryota Miyagi

Ryouta has always been quick—quick with the ball, quick with comebacks, quick to fall in love. So it came to no ones surprise, when he dated you. He was brabbling about how fantastic you were, since the beginning of the new school year. The year you had transferred. He’s been dating you, the kind, soft-spoken, popular girl at school with a love for old music and a strange ability to disappear on weekends.

One night, Shohoku wins a major game. With the broken leg, Ryouta could only watch from home. Excited, Miyagi flips on the TV back home—only to freeze. When the ad break hit, he switched to another program. To see you???

There you were, on screen: center stage, dazzling the nation under a different name. You’re dancing, singing, rapping—an idol. One of the hottest in Japan: Kiko. He had even bought a perfume once because Kiko aka. you because, she said that she would really like it on men. He wouldn't say he was a fan, although he sometimes found himself checking the news about it.

The next day, he corners you after class, jaw clenched.

"You’re her. The ‘masked angel kiko.’ That’s you, isn’t it?," he said straight up. What??? How did he know? wasnt the mask supposed to prevent exactly that??? A million questions popped into your head. You hesitated, eyes low. The mask you wear on stage was now gone, replaced by another kind of mask for the moment, a more invisible, more quiet one.

“…I didn’t want you to see that side of me. It’s not real,” you tried to start your explanation.

“You think that’s what I care about? That you’re famous?,” he asked. Something in his voice, you coudnt put your finger on. You flinch, ready for anger. But he exhales deeply.

“What hurts is knowing you didn’t trust me enough to show me the real you… not the idol, not the classmate. Just you,” he stated in a rather unusual serious tone.

Your hands tremble. For the first time, the composed persona cracks.

Whispering, you told him,“I forgot who I was when I started wearing the mask. I’m scared you won’t like what’s underneath.”

He walks over, placing a hand over yours, “Then take it off. Even if you cry or fall apart—I’ll still be here. I wanna know you, not the brand.”

Kaede Rukawa

Rukawa was never the curious type. He never asked questions that didn’t matter—until now. You, his special someone, the one person who could interrupt his sleep without getting a death glare, was always slipping away after dark. Cuts on your hands. Bruises hidden under long sleeves. Always saying: “It’s nothing. Just clumsy.”

But tonight, after a practice game, Rukawa catches a glimpse of you in an alley. Following an intuition, it drove him forward. There you were: A crowd surrounded you—leather jackets, chains, crests. You’re standing tall, giving orders like a general. A rival gang member lunges. You take him down in two blows, cold and precise.

Rukawa narrows his eyes. “…So this is why,” he whispered a little to loud.

You turn, freezing. "Kaede?" He steps out of the shadows, hands in his pockets, calm but sharp-eyed.

Cautiously you say, “It’s not what you think.”

“You lead the Tokyo Manji gang. Beat someone half to death. I think I got the idea,” he said dryly. The silence is suffocating. You wait for the judgment, the rejection—but it never comes.

Coolly he just stand there, only replying, “Tch. You’re an idiot… for hiding it.”

“You’re not mad?,” you ask confused. He walks past you, ignoring the stares of your crew, stopping just inches from your face, “ I am your boyfriend not your father. Do what you want. Be who you are. But don’t lie to me and dont kill yourself.”

Your throat tightens as the words come out, “You’re not going to stop me?”

“You’re strong. I don’t date weak people,” he shrugged.

You laugh, breathless, “You’re unbelievable.”

He smirks, faint and rare, “Yeah. I get that a lot.”

Takenori Akagi

Akagi prided himself on being a man of strong discipline. Captain of Shohoku, future university student, with a strong moral compass. He thought he knew how to handle stress—until he found out his girlfriend was the leader of a gang division tied to Tokyo Manji.

Akagi found out about your little secret, when a group of punks cornered him on his way home after a practice. They're not after him. They want to warn him.

“Stay away from her. That woman is dangerous. She’s Toman’s bloody demon,” one of the random thugs called out to him.

“...You want to say that again?,” Akagi said strongly and pissed off. A headbutt and a fractured jaw later, the punk’s in the hospital. Akagi storms into your hideout later that night, towering, furious, and out of breath.

Booming Akagi said, “Y/n! Why the hell are you leading a gang!?”

“Because someone has to, and I’m good at it,” you said calmly. He’s speechless for a beat, fists trembling. He wants to yell. He wants to drag you out of this world. But most of all—he wants to keep you safe.

“You’re going to get yourself killed. I’m going to train you,” Akagi said, dead set on his mission.

Surprised at his final answer, you smile cutely,“Cute. You think I need training?”

The next day, Akagi takes you to the school gym. Serious, stern, sleeves rolled up. He demonstrates stances, throws a controlled punch at you—and you dodge. Effortlessly. Then you sweep his legs and pin him in five seconds.

Akagi layed flat on his back, stunned.

You grinned,“I told you.” He sits up, cheeks red—not from embarrassment, but something else. A mixture of awe, worry, and pride, “I didn’t think I’d ever meet someone stronger than me.”

“I’m not stronger. I just don’t need saving," you said. Akagi replied gently and firmly, “Maybe not. But that doesn’t mean I won’t stand beside you.”

He starts showing up at gang fights—not to fight, but to watch your back. He doesn't interfere, not unless you're outnumbered (or pissed off enough to lose control). You lead. He protects the blind spots. He’s the calm mountain behind your storm.

And sometimes, after the smoke clears, you patch each other up in silence.

“You still wish I wasn’t part of this life?,” you asked him.

He quietly replied,“Every day.”

You said smiling sadly,“Then why stay?”

Akagi replied without hesitation, “Because if this is your war, I’ll be your shield.”

The fight was over. Blood on your knuckles, dust on your boots. Akagi stood beside you—silent, steady, his massive frame blocking the flashing sirens behind.

You looked up at him, bruised but grinning. “Still think I need training?”

He sighed, stepping close, wiping a smear of blood from your cheek with his thumb.

“No,” he murmured, voice low, rough with emotion. “I think I just need to catch up to you.”

You blinked, breath catching—then his lips were on yours. Fierce, grounding, yours. Not a goodbye. Not a warning. Just a kiss that said:

I’m here. Always. Even in the fire.

And for a moment, the streets of Tokyo went quiet.

Sendoh Akira

Sendo Akira wasn’t the kind of guy who got flustered. He was smooth, playful, the type to wink at his own reflection and mean it.

So when you nervously asked, “Hey, wanna go somewhere with me this weekend? Kinda important,” he just grinned and slung an arm around your shoulder, “Of course. Long as you’re there, I’m in.”

He thought maybe it was a concert. A festival? Maybe you were just into weird indie stuff.

But when you brought him backstage—security parting like you owned the place—he started connecting dots.

And when the lights dimmed and the screen flashed your idol name, he blinked.

Once. Twice. “Wait a sec…” he muttered, half-laughing. “That’s… her? That’s my girl?”

And then you came out, center stage. Bright lights. Perfect hair. Mic in hand. You winked at the crowd—then locked eyes with him.

You found him waiting at the exit, hands in his pockets, grinning like a fox.

“So. You’re famous, huh?,” he asked smiling. You bit your lip. “I wanted to tell you sooner. I was scared you’d… see me differently.”

He stepped forward, leaned in, and kissed your forehead—no teasing this time. “Nah,” he said, “I just wish you told me earlier. I would’ve brought a banner.”

You laughed, a little teary-eyed,“You’re not mad?”

“Mad? Babe, my girlfriend’s cooler than everyone else I know. Hell, I might start bragging,” he slung an arm around your waist. And with that easy smile and a swagger in his step, he threw the other arm around you, stopped and added:

“Next show, I’m bringing the whole Ryonan team. You’re not getting rid of me now.”

[mylossmallmustache]

Yooooo! what’s up, it’s me J again! i usually don’t ask twice for things so much but i just wanted to do one more again!— Though before i do i just wanted to ask how you are doing so far, seeing that you get many asks makes me wonder how you feel about all this— In fact, you are one of the coolest Kfp x reader and helluva boss writers i’ve ever met! It’s awesome! though it probably dose get pretty tiring which is why i’m hoping you get plenty of rest and take mini breaks or long ones which is good for your health! I’m currently working on my own stuff and i know that it gets pretty rough over time! but don’t sweat! just always ask for breaks!

Also, i dunno when i’ll get out of Anonymous but maybe sometime— Anyway!

i wanted to ask if you could possibly do a Kai x male!warrior reader who had died during battle, maybe the two would’ve known each other or could’ve been Kai closes warriors friend he had before he was!

I do not mind if it’s either sfw, nsfw, or both! it’s whatever you think will go absolutely well with it!:3

Anyway, take care and makes sure to get plenty of rest! you’ve earned it for being such an amazing tumblr writer! ——J

Thx for all the compliments im kicking and giggling my feet rn I'm not fucking joking my man💀🙏💗 You're such a cutie patootie too like do you do weddings? Like... As the husband?You've been waiting like... A YEAR. For me to respond so since you are one of my fav request...Ers for fanfics n' shit, I introduce you to!..

Kai X Male!Warrior reader

(This gon' be a oneshot like all my others bc my lazy ass CANNOT write a whole story 4 the life of me broski's. And this doesn't really mention much of relationships, so you can, in fact, read this as platonic in some way or romantic‼️🔥)

◇ He was kinda sceptical about you since I'm just headcanoning him as having trust issues bc of family problems or smth

◇When he did get to finally know you, my man COMMITED TO YA.

◇Always has your back during battles and wars, makes sure you eat and sleep enough beforehand

◇Always had mini sleepovers with you all the time in ur tent or wherever you guys slept when travelling

◇You dying was like putting a hole through his heart and just leaving it there for him to fill it back up himself (C-CAITLYN ARCANE REFERANCE⁉️ im sorry.) ... Which he couldn't.

◇A couple of years or so without you, and he's just lost all hope.

◇Untill...

◇When he got sent to the spirit realm by Oogway... He seen you minding you own business.

◇"YN?!"

◇You turned around and just shouted his name, then running towards him and hugging him to death at this point!

◇After all these years, he meets the man he actually enjoyed being with... And maybe loved if you squint!

◇Never leaving your side ever again! Not after last time after all that blood sweat and tears (FUCKING ARCANE SONG REFERANC- my bad bro, finger slipped🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️) he endured without you!

End!◇♡

Anyway, this is short but hey, maybe if I'm still alive in the next century I'll add to it! Maybe! Hope you enjoyed it broski's!

[seospicybin]

Heyy

I have my college expectance exam less than a week (its my second year taking it)

I worked hard this whole year and im so tired i believe that i will be successful but I still cant help doubting myself:(

Anyway i just wanted to tell u that your writing kept me sane during this period ily and thx💜💜

Ps i hate math and science(kinda find it cool tho)

My darling, I'm happy to know that my writings help you in a way to unwind. And honestly, reading this warm my heart so thank you 💗

I wish you lots of good luck for your college entrance exams! You have nothing to worry about. You worked hard for it so I'm sure you'll get the result you deserve. Don't ever doubt yourself, manifest good and positive things only. What you give is what you get so BELIEVE ☝🏻 IN ☝🏻YOURSELF ☝🏻

Sending you much much love and warm warm hugs and all the luck in the world. Fingers crossed for you 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🍀🍀🍀 🤍🤍🤍

[northopalshore]

Hello! Thank you for reading this post (if you do)

I think the song that best describes this blog would be Play Date by Melanie Martinez! I feel like her aesthetic is very similar to your blog—the vibe is cute, coquette, and very doll-like, just like your blog. I’m not sure if that was a good explanation or if you wanted more, but that’s what came to mind!

For my ask, I would like to request the tarot option. I'm going to college soon, and I would like to know whether I'm on the right path. I feel like I am, but I’d really appreciate some confirmation.

Anyways thx for taking your time to read this and have a wonderful day/night/evening 💗

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ Helloo, congratulations! You are entering a new cycle in your life. I hope everything works out for you!

Deck used: Tarot of oppositions

Your cards

Two of cups reversed:

Oh, you might be quite torn or have chosen a rather bittersweet route with this decision. You might've been thinking or torn between two options before this. Wondering which one will be most in alignment with your talents, desires and dreams. I wonder if you have decided to part ways with a hobby or option that you wanted at some point out of the desire to have something more stable and realistic. If you're asking whether this will be a good call for you, in terms of practicality I'd say yes. It's just that you may feel like there's something else you'd like to pursue. It's especially so if you've parted ways with your friends or a partner to go somewhere else.

Temperance (xiv) reversed:

Both cards seem to say.. no? For some reason. It might not actually be something you want to be pursuing in the future or you may have chosen this due to pressure from other people, not really knowing what you're getting yourself into. Not entirely knowing what's going on. Being out of your control. You may feel like you're going the wrong way because of those conflicting feelings likely when you move-in.

For now, it's best to let the thoughts settle in your mind for you to think of what you truly need. Still, whatever it is that you choose I'm sure it will make more sense with time. Keep walking, and don't look back! Everything will make more sense (the waters will calm itself eventually). This experience (college) will test your skills much differently than you'd expect it to.

If you are content at the moment, you may have to keep a look out over your feelings once you enroll. I don't necessarily see it as anything bad, so don't worry! Trust your get & don't let outside noise get to you.

I'm not sure if this is something you'd expect to see, but I hope this was somewhat helpful.

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I used to live listening to Melanie when I was younger, there's no need to elaborate lol this was definitely one of my favorite song from her! Thanks for participating ♡

[blue-disco-lights]

✨Two Tag Tuesdays✨

Thank you to everyone who tags me in Tag Tuesday games because I love them 💕💕💕

First up, finally got a chance to play doll dress up in this super cute picrew thanks to @look-i-love-u @xninetiestrendx @m4ndysk4nkovich @sweetbee78 @tanktopgallavich @sickness-health-all-that-shit @suzy-queued @celestialmickey @palepinkgoat @such-a-barbarian (and i now tag 🪄you all in part 2 of this post)

AND thank you for thinking of me for this one, dear @celestialmickey @deedala @creepkinginc @energievie @harrowhark-a-vagrant @mmmichyyy @suzy-queued @shinygalaxyperson @lingy910y

you can call me: julia

pronouns: she/her

sun sign + favorite flower: taurus + roses

what time did you wake up today? 4am (why???), then again at 5:30am (double why) - i usually wake up around 6:30am

what kind of phone do you have? iphone 12

pick one: beach, mountain, desert, or forest? I just finished reading “a witch in wicker park” this morning (at 5:30am) and now i want to go wander in a forest and be surrounded by greenery

favorite vegetable: brussel sprouts (when they’re prepared all crunchy and delicious)

last person you talked to on the phone: my mom, last night

last person you texted: my friend who distracts me with friend gossip during the work day

you're at the smoothie shop, what are you getting? There’s this one smoothie I used to get all the time that was SOOO good (and way too expensive so i stopped) - almond butter, bananas and coconut milk (and a hundred other potions mixed in)

you're at the zoo, which exhibit are you seeing first? We have this cassowary at our zoo, and I’ve been a bit obsessed with her for years 

last movie you saw in theaters: Barbie 

last movie you saw at home: Red, White & Royal Blue (and looks like I’m not alone!)

something that sparks joy: Tumblr community 💗 I love all the games, the writing challenges, @galladrabbles (which has become weekly joyful practice), opportunities to be creative thx to @gallacrafts & @gallavichthings - thanks all, i enjoy hanging out with all of you here!

and finally, what’s your current obsession? Weather is warming up where I live, so finally cleaning up my backyard (see “forest” answer above), pulling weeds, giving some tlc to existing plants, adding some new veggies… my track record with gardening is historically VERY hit or miss, but i really do keep trying 🤞🌱

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Tagging everyone up top ⬆️ if you haven't already done this... plus @sleepyfacetoughguy @such-a-barbarian @transmickey @grossmickey @bawlbrayker @sisitrip @golden28s @thepupperino @mybrainismelted @silvanshadow @gembu-tortuesouscafeine @gillyp @jadepetals @michellemisfit @francesrose3 @lupeloto @rayrayor @depressedstressedlemonzest @deathclassic @callivich @ian-galagher @auds-and-evens and anyone else who'd like to play any and all of these 💫

[lexiene]

Click if want you to read :"(

* Rants Anxiety *

So yeah I had another no reason but it happens anxiety attack and it felt never again before I know Uni started but the feelings were got mixed up so I released this day.

Idk what to do I dont want to explain it to my mom bc she already had the stress but yes I do want but i cant so I stayed in my room I tried listening ASMR comforting anxiety attacks it worked well but the reality is still the best thing to do so what I did was listen a bit then the moment my eyes drop I slept least 3 hrs.

I woke up slight sweating bc its hot in here but I have fan plugged in so yeah, my mind refreshed and clear as skies I warmed up a bit and I started thinking lemme try to write or continue something I continue some draft that is stuck for 3yrs now asjaksj which my Megumi fic bc he was my whole era that time. So when I started my mind felt at ease and happy i am writing comfortably and just happiness. Im doing research about the words, the things, the places to added to my writing and it was like i am building something really is for me it maybe a fanfic but this will surely show my other skill to try and enhance it even more! Other than making art I write as well! Facts also i listened some piano music that matches my mood which was kinda hard to find but luckily I managed to find one or two. As write and write i am so pumped and forgot to eat HAHA my stomach grumbles so I ate.

After that my mind went smooth and clear I am happy and satisfied to released my anxiety out which the lesson was dont hesitate to release it out I know it might take a while but knowing is about to happen you should be aware and start finding a comfort or quiet place if necessarily okay? Dont be afraid if happens bc it really happens! It just a matter of time and youll be okay just release it breathing exercises helps to but I did was cried it out and fell asleep so yeah always remember to find a spot to release your tension and grumbling mind if you have close ones its better and its okay with that always aware not to carried away bc it will affect you and your coming day so its better let it out okay?

If you read this far tysm... im just tired and shit want to talk to anyone I have friends but they have their own fighting but if they talk it will make me happy they have time so its rarely. I go least try posting it here but yes im afraid at the same time but now let me have my shit time to type it here with that thx 😷

self awareness is a must <3 💗

[johnslittlespoon]

I love your bucky is dog fic so much!!! I reread it all the time it's so heart-warming and funny and just ahhh so good!! refreshing ao3 patiently and excitingly waiting for more<33

(a BIG mix of non–brainrot asks so i don't spam the timeline <33 some of these are from so long ago i'm so sorry. also lil disclaimer at the end about some specific asks i've been getting recently and why i won't be answering them! x)

1) !!?? you REREAD IT?? my heart wtf that's so sweet??? 😭💗 THANK U SM i will do my best to not let u down with future chapters even if shit gets a little bit angstier SDJKG <33

2) LMAO backseat gala–ing from the comfort of a couch 😭 judging the outfits as if they don't show up in plain tuxes half the time <3

3) <3333 thank u omg sjgkdk i'm so happy if my lack of stfu ability brings any bit of joy to anyone LOL

4) ILY THX LEGEND @air-exec u enable me too much <33

5) ALWAYS HAPPY TO INDULGE!! thank u for indulging my constantly rotting brain ur so kind 😭 <333

6) yaurrr i think it's just bc i do Not enjoy being around children LMAO i can't ever get into pregnancy/family dynamic type fics in general, i wish i could tho bc they're so wholesome :') but YEAH exactly ugh. it's like. the action of talking about it, especially when it's unattainable, is so intimate bc it's like an "i love you this much" thing. but it's also so hot bc the possession of it (and possible feminization depending on the pairing) sighhh

also i feel that sooo hard, sometimes you just gotta go where ur writing heart takes u yk? it's hard to write something if ur not fully invested :') and omg stop i WILL cry. 😭💗 wtf. thank YOU!! ofc i would read!! some ideas just /hit/ and urs is one of them <33 but also yes omg it's UP there (if not at the top) on my list of pwps i wanna write once i finish yad(iym) <33 thank you for sharing urs too and sending u good writing vibes regardless of what u write!!

7) GAHH this ones been on my ao3 read later since u sent this ask in!!! i literally have started a doc with links to moots fics i need to read/general fics i've stumbled across that look good and this one is for sure going in it. i do love reading sooo much, i just have the hell combo of adhd and dyslexia but i did start concerta a couple weeks ago which has def made it a bit easier to read lmfao thank fuck.

i think i just get in this headspace where i'm either a reader or a writer when i'm working on smth, idk if anyone else does this? i have a hard time slipping btwn both mindsets, i'm usually locked in on one at a time LOL but i need to get my shit together bc fuck everyone in this fandom writes so damn good and i want to leave long essays on all the fics and hype people up <33 i think once i finish the dog fic i'll take a few days to just consume my reading list to celebrate SJDGK

also omg i can't believe this ask is from before i even posted it that's crazyyy MY BAD. thank u and also that made me giggle JSKDG if that's my legacy in this fandom i'm honestly so happy ab that okay dog coded bucky is everything to me and i will do whatever i can to do him justice <333 and thank u again for the rec!

8) [ X ] UGHHH stop mammal RUINED me. he's soososoo pretty i want to die i think about that barry era as curt in the motaverse so often it makes me sick. i love pretty twinks!! xx (i have a whole motaverse au curtbucky where curt looks like 2012–ish barry and he's ken's age and they're cute lil mechanics together and it's so stupidly elaborate and niche and maybe i'll do smth w it one day who knows)

9) this is very sweet and i do appreciate you respecting my boundaries! thank you <3 i think a lot of people get annoyed at adults asking minors not to interact with nsfw posts on here bc the argument is always "they're gonna look even if you ask them not to" which, yeah, true! i was a teenager growing up online, i sure as hell did not let 18+ warnings stop me ever lmfaoo. i'm not telling minors to stay off my account because ik if people wanna find specific content, they're gonna find it. if teens are learning ab gay sex thru my blog, then at least they're learning ab it from a gay man who tries to keep things realistic in fic and who isn't a creep LOL.

that being said, i more so bar off minors interacting with my nsfw posts/writing bc i personally just feel uncomfortable discussing stuff like that with anyone who isn't an adult, and sometimes i don't have the time to check bios for ages (or sometimes bios don't have ages) before i reply to comments or whatever, so it's just easier to ask that y'all stick to the sfw so i don't accidentally brainrot some cooked shit with a child JSDJKG bc i would feel icky. i hope you understand <3

10) IT MAKES ME SICKKK. not only that, but when i was rewatching it with my irl last week, i realized that in e5 when bucky's smoking in the plane after gale goes down, he's sitting in the right (gale's) seat, which i'm pretty sure he doesn't do at any other time :((( like he was trying to be close to him in anyway he could </3

11) omg i've been meaning to watch that just to get a better inside look at stuff for world building purposes lmaooo but that sounds so wholesome :( i read that a lot of the guys would get real sad/touchy around holidays (obviously), so i could see a oneshot where one of them takes it upon themselves to try and cheer everyone up the best they can under their circumstances. a little found family holiday </33

12) thank u for the rec!! i'm suuuch a slow reader, i'm still working my way thru the actual mota book LOL but i've added this to my reading list <3 i think i might've actually read a couple excerpts from that one in doing research for my fic and it looks really interesting (and heartbreaking) so i'm sure i'll pick up a copy eventually :^)

13) oh 100% agree!! as someone who already isn't super interested in fashion/pop–culture, i find it very hard to look at the men's outfits and be blown away by any of them LOL but the women?? insane. was losing it over lana and zendaya's fits tonight ngl. hunter had me in a chokehold with last year's <3 tangent alright i always say this to my friends but i'm just jealous in general that women have so many more options in terms of clothes like.

okay listen i know i can leave my house in a skirt or crop top or whatever and a lot more guys are def starting to feel comfortable doing so. but i also enjoy not worrying about getting jumped or looked at funny! it's a lot safer than it used to be to do so, even in my small ass conservative town i'll sometimes put on some dangly earrings or a bit of rodrick–liner SJKDG but that doesn't mean it's normalized yet or whatever. point being that i wish it was because men's outfits would be sm more exciting at these fashion events if they had a wider range of options too!

but that aside, absolutely. until that changes, really it's not that hard for the men who are going with women (who don't want to go crazy with their outfits/who are more lowkey like you said) to just. wear something nice and on theme that compliments their partner's outfit and they'll be FINE. anything is better than something boring with no effort; effort doesn't have to equal crazy and fancy and elaborate. like austin's 2022 look has always been a standout to me because it was still a really nice look (even if it was simple) and it also worked so well because of who he had at his side. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ but i also literally don't know shit ab fashion so i rly shouldn't be speaking on it LOL. i just know some things make me go oh no and some make me go YUM

and that's probs the last i'll post about the met bc i rly don't care thaaaat much, i was just happy to see barry since he wasn't at the panel this weekend <3

OKAY THAT WAS SO MUCH I'M SORRY. i just felt really bad bc some of those have been sitting in my inbox for months bc i was waiting to compile them all into a post like this :-) but also one last thing, idk if it's bc of me stepping out of mota to talk ab the emmy stuff/the met this week, but i've had a couple gossip/drama(?) asks and i just wanna say rn that i won't be posting stuff like that, even though they've been worded kindly! one, because i rly only post about fic/brainrot/mota–fandom related stuff here (aside from rare exceptions like today lol). and two, because as much as i adore our boys and try to keep up with the things they're up to, i personally don't vibe with speculating about them (esp if it's in a way that kinda. forgets they are grown men who probably don't think twice ab some of the stuff that people think they do lolol). i have no issue with people who do like to talk ab that stuff, i follow update blogs and think it's totally fine as long as it's done respectfully! i just don't feel like talking about gossip fits the vibe here and frankly i don't care enough about what goes on behind the scenes half the time; i'm just here to create and support and be insane. <33 that's all, just wanted to say that so ppl aren't waiting to have those asks answered/aren't sending more in! x

[joes-sha-la-la-la-girl]

don’t worry about it, it’s okay if you change some things, it’s your own story! thx for taking the time to read my ask 💗

Of course love 💕 I’ll start working on it soon 💖💖

[night9uake]

Get to know 9 people ask gametagged by: @mx-jester thx you!

Last song I listened to: https://open.spotify.com/track/31nfdEooLEq7dn3UMcIeB5?si=poKcTWpgSY6MAEyuJPzf4g

Currently reading: “Never have I ever submitted to my enemy” Willow Dixon, “I keep my exoskeletons to myself” Marisa Crane.

Sweet/spicy/savory: sour. But if I have to pick, a mix between sweet and savory.

Obsession: writing.

Relationship status: in a relationship💗

Last thing I googled: Howl’s moving castle earrings.

Currently working on: my novel (technically in the WIP part still), a new WIP and a drawing for my grandfather’s birthday or x-mas gift.

Tagging: @wendiz @come-on-ace @hugs-are-good-for-you (Had a hard time coming up with any mutals, sry if I missed anyone.)

get to know 9 people ask game

tagged by: @aecholapis! ack tysm for tagging

last song listened to: Rakuraku Anrakushi by PEPOYO

currently reading: The Transformers Manga Volume 3

sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet

obsession: Sonic and Transformers 💙

relationship status: Single

last thing i googled: “Simon Petrikov”

currently working on: Two 3D models, one digital painting, soo so many WIPS, school just like in general.

Tagging: @reaphantom @artisfox @robotwithanr @sunxstreaker @mx-jester @rubydreamsuwu @misses-anonymous @glittergummy @whirltherescuebot

[i-arch-my-backula]

hi!! how are you? i hope you are doing well! 💗

First of all, thx you so much for answering my request! It was so fun and cute to read!

Second, ik I've literally came here like 2 days ago but i was just wondering,,, can i get some "going on a vacation at the beach with their s/o head cannons" for the Sawyers and the Sinclairs?? Cause omg i think it would be chaotic and fun 🤠✨

That's all! Don't forget to take care of yourself and give yourself some love! ٩(ര̀ᴗര́)ᵇʸᵉ

OF COURSE YOU CAN! I don't care if you spam my requests honestly cause I'm running out of ideas. Thank you again for the love. So because I feel like it would be very unlikely that either set of brothers would go to a beach I changed the setting to a lake like beach. One with a shore but it's not salt water. Same thing just private. I mention some other stuff because it's my head cannons for hot men and I get to chose the setting. Lmao sorry for the little rant thing I hope you enjoy. Reader is gn.

Side note I kept thinking about these guys (Mainly the Sinclairs) shirtless and I kept getting so flustered and giggly it’s so stupid dude. 

Slashers going to the "beach" with their s/o

Includes: Poly! Sawyer and Sinclair brothers

Warnings: Strong language, mention of a dead animal, idk if this is upsetting but the mention of throwing frogs 

The Sawyer brothers

Drayton would not go with you because I feel like he's too focused on buisness or whatever he has to do. So it's you Bubba, Chop Top and Nubbins.

Bubba will just wear what he usually wears and I feel like the twins don't have bathing suits so they'll just wear regular shorts in the water.

These boys have very resilant skin. Never been sun burned before and can handle heat well. If you do get your hands on sun screen the twins will refuse to put it on at first but after the see you helping Bubba put it on they'll change their tune. They’ll also watch you put yours on but Bubba is quick to call them out. 

Chop Top can swim pretty well seeing as he was in the Vietnam war. Nubbins just kinda floats like a duck in a way. Like he'll lay on his back and just ride the waves that pass.

Bubbas just gonna watch nervously while everyone else swims. He doesn't know how to swim and will freak out if one of you drowns. Make sure to go back to the shore every 15-20 minutes to let him know you’re ok. 

I don’t think the twins are the kind of people to splash water they’ll throw wet sand at each other. Like pick it up underwater and chuck it at each other. They might throw it at you too but in a loving, playful way. 

Bubba would bring a radio, drinks and snack too just in case. He knows how brutal Texas heat can be. 

If you just lay out in the sand or on the dock and tan the boys (mostly Chop Top) will probably just look at you from time to time and how peaceful you look laying in the sun.

(I say this next part because this happened at a beach I was at once) If one of the twins find a dead fish they will pick it up and either chase one of you with it or just chuck it back into the lake. 

The Sinclair brothers

Like the Sawyers there’s a secluded lake in the woods near the house and you’ll go swimming there. 

Bo will take this as an oportunity to take a day off work and make a day out of it. Lester will insist on bringing Jonesy with the four of you. 

Bo and Lester will definitly swim but Vincent will be more hesitant. He will bring his sketch book and maybe some paint with him but he probably won’t swim. If he does he’ll strip to his boxers (totally not losing my mind over thinking about this) and take off his mask. He’s a strong swimmer and might go out pretty far. 

Lester can hold his breath for a really long time so he just holds his breath dives to the bottom of the lake and grabs stuff. A lot of it being stuff the three of them threw into the lake when they were kids. He’ll pull it up onto the dock and sift through all of the crap he finds. 

Bo just mainly swims and watches out for his brothers and the dumb shit they do. He’ll join you up on shore from time to time and if he feels like it he might pick you up and throw you off the dock. He does this in a loving manner and you can totally get him back for it later. 

If you’re standing in more shallow water one of the boys will have their arms wrapped around you, sorry I don’t make the rules. 

I feel like they also spent a lot of times as kids hunting frogs. Lester was the best at it because well, first of all his name is Lester. So unlike throwing wet sand Lester will put a frog on Bo or just throw one at him. Bo won’t get scared but if you do it enough times you’ll have to break up a fight. 

Vincent might wander off a bit and pick some wild flowers to give to you or to just float along in the water. 

At the end of the day Vincent and Lester will beg Bo to do this again another time. 

[flirtlustlove]

COME BACK, BE HERE. - eddie munson x fem!reader

★ warnings ! angst!, fluff, hurt/comfort? jealousy, eddie breaking up with you

★ summary ! when you and eddie have a fight. and he breaks up with you, you call to tell him something.

sofi’s notes ★彡 this was definitely based off of a gilmore girls episode sorry it’s short, thx 4 reading 💗. pls reblog & like ! xoxo 💋

YOU’LL NEVER HATE yourself more than you do now. You and Eddie had an argument, and when you tried to speak to him, he said he needed time. God—time to think about what?— you didn’t wanna give him time but you did. It had been 14 hours later, was he really still needing time? You went to the record store to find some more vinyls, you were anxious, you had so many questions, but you wanted to get your mind off of him.

That was the breaking point for you, the rock bottom, the last moment. So here you are in bed sulking over him, he hated you know, it seemed like everyone did, like the universe was against you, and your pour soul. You didn’t wanna eat, get up, sleep, you just wanted to cry. You shouldn’t be left alone with your own thoughts. You need to call someone. You’re bestfriend, but wait that’s Eddie.

That was the breaking point for you, the rock bottom, the last moment. So here you are in bed sulking over him, he hated you know, it seemed like everyone did, like the universe was against you, and your pour soul. You didn’t wanna eat, get up, sleep, you just wanted to cry. You shouldn’t be left alone with your own thoughts. You need to call someone. You’re bestfriend, but wait that’s Eddie.

That was the breaking point for you, the rock bottom, the last moment. So here you are in bed sulking over him, he hated you know, it seemed like everyone did, like the universe was against you, and your pour soul. You didn’t wanna eat, get up, sleep, you just wanted to cry. You shouldn’t be left alone with your own thoughts. You need to call someone. You’re bestfriend, but wait that’s Eddie.

You are desperate, you miss him, you love him, and Eddie loves you too. You know he does, you just need someone—you need him.

The phone rings and rings and- Oh he answered.

You need to say something, a few ‘hello’s’ past, “God if this is someone playing a damn joke, I swear I’m gonna-.” He was cut off. “Eddie.” It came out soft and tremble-y. Almost a whisper, “Oh hey, are you okay?” Eddie asked, concern in his voice.

“No, I know I shouldn’t be calling, I know you’re really mad at me but I can’t be left alone with my mind. Please come back, be here with me you’re my bestfriend, just come sit with me.” You whispered, scared if you raised your voice he’d disappear. You were answered with a long ringing noise, he hung up. That jerk hung up when you needed him the most.

Twenty-seven minutes go by, you know, you counted, he wasn’t coming. You knew it. How stupid could you be? I mean he was pissed at you, you made mistakes, but we’re all—you hear your doorbell ring, then three knocks. You couldn’t believe it, no way, he came. You had to see it for yourself. Putting on your pretty bunny slippers and going downstairs.

You opened your door slightly, then made sure it was him, and opened it. Eddie immediately noticed your, red, puffy, tear stained eyes. He had bags in his hand, ice cream, chips, juice, beer, and every other junk food you could think of was there in his hands.

“I got all your favorites.” Eddie said, quietly letting himself in.

“I’m sorry, Eds.” You whispered. “I know.”

“I love you.” Eddie put the bags down on your dining room table. “I love you too, sweetheart.” He turned to look at you, “I didn’t mean what I said. I’m all in.”

“Good.”

Lots of kisses were given to you.

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