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oooo what fandoms? :o sounds really fun!!

hi anon!! i’m thinking of adding severance, succession, tlou, yellowjackets, house of the dragon/game of thrones, marvel, abbott elementary.

pretty much everything i’ve posted for! :3 although i am open to requests ! it’s definitely still a work in progress!! i may add a niche category as well for people who are in a smaller fandoms like musicals or movies ^_^

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is anyone interested in joining a fandom agere server made by me 🤫🤫🤫🤫

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Reblog this if it’s okay to DM you and shoot the friendship shot.

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reblog to give your fictional cg a hug!

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art block/writers block/need to work but don’t wanna block

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the best time to consume media is like 5 years after its peak popularity

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picking up my favorite characters like this and carrying them around with me

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i have a disease where i can’t watch any tv show or movie without hitting my favorite characters with the regressor/caregiver ray

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people always say “heal your inner child” but when i do it, it’s weird and cringe???

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Awesome sauceome retheme. Reminds me of 2000s futurism.

This is helly. Bai the way

HEHE THANK U!!! and hello helly.

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new blog theme :3

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₊ ⊹ bridge over water ₊ ⊹

pairings: little!yelena belova x cg!reader

summary: yelena comes home after a long day of fighting & press

tags: caregiver fem reader (implied), baby yelena, hurt/comfort, crying, fussy yelena

notes: started this back in may but never finished it! thought i’d just post it anyway because i don’t have anything to post rn :’) not proofread!

Yelena unlocked the door of her apartment. She was still in her gear. Black boots, gloves, and black suit. Her hair was messy and dirty. Her face was stained with ash and dirt. She had small cuts spread across her face.

She looked defeated.

You stand up from the living room and greet her at the door. “I’m so glad you’re okay,” Yelena doesn’t say anything, her face unreadable.

The void swallowed almost 85% of New York’s population, you weren’t exempt. For 10 minutes, you walked through every traumatic event you have ever experienced. It was hell on loop.

Once you reappeared, you sat on the floor, terrified and confused. It was 8 hours since then and you finally felt okay again.

You spent the rest of the day watching news reports. Yelena and others were plastered on every channel, labeled the “New Avengers.” You couldn’t help but wonder how tired Yelena must be, having to experience so much pain in such little time and then be thrown in front of hundred (or more) cameras.

“Yelena?”

Yelena begins to remove her gloves, ignoring you.

“Hey, how about I help you with that?” Your tone is gentle and welcoming.

Yelena pauses, lifts her face up. Her eyes are staring directly at yours, she’s in so much pain.

“That would be nice, wouldn’t be, baby?”

Yelena face begins to crack. Her lip quivers, nodding. “Yes,” her voice uneasy.

You smile despite Yelena’s wobbly lip and teary eyes, you grab her hand and lead her to the bathroom.

She’s sniffing, little hiccups here and there. You remove her gloves, her hands are covered in small cuts, most likely from shattered glass. You move on to her boots. You guide her to the edge of the tub and sit her down.

“Let’s get these uncomfortable things off.”

Once her shoes are off, Yelena wiggles her toes. You giggle at the sight of her cartoon socks. Yelena smiles hesitantly.

You start at her suit, removing all of her weapons first and quickly putting them away in the safe. Then you unclip her chest armor, Yelena lets out a breath.

Once the complicated process of her suit ends, you begin unzipping the suit itself. You watch as the bruises slowly come to view. Her entire body is littered in bruises, especially her ribs.

“My sweet girl..”

Yelena begins to cry again, harder. “Mama..”

She’s naked, except for her underwear and bra. She repeats herself, “Mama.”

You rush to hug her, holding her head to the crook of your neck. “It’s okay, pumpkin. It’s okay, I’m here now,” she lets out another cry. You coo at her, continuing to hold her to your chest, rocking her slightly.

Her cries lessen a few minutes later and you hold her face up to yours.

“Mama is gonna run you a warm bath, with ‘lots of bubbles and toys, okay? But first I need to clean those cuts.”

Yelena whines.

“I know, sweet girl, but I don’t want them to get any infected.”

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i’m sorry i haven’t cooked anything up in a while 😭😭 i’ve been busy with my summer course 😥

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25 days of agere moodboards ฅ ฅ

day eight : char u headcanon as regressor ! (mabel pines)

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I could be getting bottlefed by my fictional cgs but no they only exist inside my head. They could be holding me in their arms rn with my blankie..

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now is the era of playing and toys