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would ANYONE read for sabina wilson from charlie’s angels or is that too niche a character and fandom for people to want fanfics for?

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🍊— seven comfort movies + pinterest game!

first character, real person, quote, and outfit when you open pinterest is your vibe.

thank you for the tagging me my love, @thyme-in-a-bubble

seven comfort movies;

1. pitch perfect

2. pitch perfect 2

3. pitch perfect 3

4. brother bear

5. the incredibles

6. harry potter and the order of the phoenix

7. the blind side

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thank you @venuslore + @midniteluv for the tags my loves <33

rules: go to pinterest, type [your name] + core to show your aesthetic then post the first 6 images.

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tagged by my lovelies, @venuslore + @thyme-in-a-bubble

bookstore au or fisherman au ♡ bartender au or spy au ♡ neighbour au or farm au ♡ wedding planner au or roommate au ♡ billionaire au or mob au ♡ western au or hospital au ♡ rockstar au or bodyguard au ♡ office/coworker au or firefighter au ♡ lumberjack au or deserted island au ♡ fantasy au or soulmates au ♡ modern au or historical au ♡ sex worker au or a/b/o au ♡ bakery au or academic au ♡ pirate au or babysitter au ♡ camp counselor au or werewolf au ♡ coffee shop au or flower shop au ♡ apocalypse au or treasure hunter au ♡ tattoo artist au or single parent au ♡ royalty au or vampire au

open for anyone! ᥫ᭡

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hi i haven't been around i apologise, life has been shit, me and my boyfriend broke up so writing has been low because the thought of reading romance but i think i'm coming back because it's a good distraction <33

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What are your opinions/feelings) thoughts about Ominis Gaunt ? 👀

I love him and think he deserves the world. Are you kind of familiar with him? 🥰✨

And what do you think about the fanons of different characters like Mattheo Riddle or Theodore Nott ?

i like him! i don't feel romantically attracted to him, ngl his accent is where i shut off oops :')) it's very medieval english king charles core and lowkey kills me, sebastian sallow's isn't as bad and he's scottish so it makes up for it.

but as for his character in general, love him. him and sebastian are the perfect balance, is the responsible slytherin we love and just cares a lot for his friends. great great character overall!

as for mattheo riddle + theodore nott - i don't really look much into it tbh i wish i did. but whenever i hear theodore nott i think of the one from the movie ( which i know people have a fancast different ) and he looks like the average local boy in my area which is concerning. but i totally get the people who write and read for both the fancast characters!

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📁 ₊˚⊹ could i get a cute lil blurb pls bubba! how about "i couldn't stop looking at you yesterday" with draco !

draco admits his feelings for you.

pairing(s): draco malfoy x reader

words: 636

warnings/tags: draco is a sad boy [ canon ], r is not pureblood, mentions of insomnia.

a/n: i love this sad lil' guy, prompt taking from prompts via my boyfriend.

you’re relationship with draco was complicated. he was a pureblood slytherin, and you weren’t. however, behind the opposing personalities, whenever you conversed with the ashen blonde boy there was a hint of tension laying thick in the air.

while he wasn’t kind to people, he wasn’t mean to you. whenever someone spoke ill of you he would defend on your behalf, but before you could thank him he’s walking away ignoring you. it was confusing.

the annual ball took place, and you went with your friends, dancing with hermione filled with laughter and light. but the whole night you felt draco’s eyes on yours.

he was with a slytherin girl, you knew to be popular in the year. but his eyes never left your frame, even when you made eye contact, his gaze never faltered.

you laid in bed all night thinking about it, and had finally had enough. so, without any sleep, in the early hours of the morning you decided to take a walk to clear your head.

the astronomy tower was a safe haven, open air of the view of scottish highlands a classic escape from searing thoughts. however, you were unaware of the company from the person you were trying to clear your mind from.

until he spoke.

“i couldn’t stop looking at you yesterday.”

you sigh, looking down to your hands holding the metal gate, “draco…” you trail off. you couldn’t see him, but could feel him moving closer behind you, his footsteps heavy but slow.

“it’s true. it was impossible to turn away, i watched you all night.”

you finally turn, looking at his demeanour from in front of you cautiously. simple black trousers and top like he hasn’t been in bed himself and he sends a small, daring smile your way.

“i can’t do this anymore,” you say in contrast. the constant tension when you didn’t believe anything would come of it in the end. he was closer, standing right in front of you, tall frame forcing you to look up at his soft features.

“do what?” draco dares you to answer, he was quiet and to the point, scanning over every inch of your features delicately that you felt so seen. “whatever this is, draco.”

you sigh again, looking down, “you were with daphne greengrass, you shouldn’t now be here saying you were looking at me instead.”

draco looks confused, as if it was so simple, “but i was.” his finger touches your chin, cold touch forcing your eyes to look back up at his own before he continues, “in fact, i was looking at you so much she ended up spending the ball with cassius. i don’t blame her, my whole night was focused upon you.”

“draco, if you’re here to do this and then walk away as if you don’t even like me then i’m not going to entertain it.” you watch as draco smiles, enjoying your company in a way he’s never been so close to you, finally under his touch as he leans in closer to your face.

he chuckles lowly, highly entertained by how bothered you were, wanting a clear and concise answer from the boy who always showed he cared in the most draco malfoy way.  

and he was willing to give you that answer, “trust me, i don’t plan on walking away anymore.” with that your lips finally meet, soft yet firm as draco displays his affection, finally.

the corners of his lips tug slightly when he feels you kiss back, fingers tracing your jaw before he holds your face, not wanting to pull away from your warm face.

draco wasn’t one for words, and reveled in the fact that now you seemed to accept that, tense body relaxing while you push closer to him, lips moving as if made to be together.

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i'm seeing mr niall horan tomorrow! so he's all in my mind, any requests for blurbs for him?

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i've been good!!! i'm writing again now ^^

wbuu? i missed uu

i'm good my love! swamped with thoughts of university and i'm dying to write so hopefully will do so today <33

you've been writing that's great! i need to catch up on your posts! i've missed you too omg

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jess is so boyfriend... it hurts.

[ 🐈‍⬛ ] slide out the window -send me a prompt + a character / driver , and i'll write a mini fic based off of it

i could go for the obvious but i think jess mariano deserves more love. so jess + he finds the poems you write about him.

jess does in fact deserve all of the love ever you're so real lari !! thanks sm for sending this in n im so sorry for how long it took to get this out-

"you know, this would be a lot easier if you cleaned your room more often."

"that is so rich coming from you!"

playful bickering had filled the room for the better part of five minutes as you practically ransacked your room in pursuit of jess' missing jacket. it was here somewhere, but where, you had no idea.

it was almost frustrating. your room wasn't even that big, and unless jess had gone out of his way to hide it, there was no reason the search should have turned into an all out scavenger hunt.

"this is worse than that time kirk lost all of those eggs," you groaned, pushing yourself to stand after searching underneath your bed.

"so dramatic," jess quipped, though his search in your wardrobe also proved futile.

"what did you even do with the thing?" you questioned, unable to hold back your laughter as even the most odd places were found empty.

"i hadn't seen you in four days, i'm sorry that my priority was-" jess cut himself off, dark brows furrowed as he scanned something on your desk.

"what are these?"

after a moment, jess held up his hand, a few loose sheets of paper clasped between his fingers and confusion written across his face. you, too, were confused for a moment before you realised.

"oh, uh," you scrambled for words, feeling your cheeks heat up as you realised exactly what he'd found. "they're nothing."

smart.

"nothing?" jess repeated, clearly amused. "well, 'nothing' looks an awful lot like some poetry. pretty good poetry, by the way. you write these?"

there was no point trying to deny it. not when he was looking at you with a slightly crooked smile and a soft gaze reserved only for your company.

"i guess, yeah." you shrugged, still embarrassed. "they're nothing special, scribbles, really."

"no? they seem awfully romantic," he teased, though there was something else behind his words. "are they... y'know. are they about me?"

you could have laughed at his question, the answer being so obvious, but the moment between you both seemed so vulnerable, a bubble that could easily be popped by even one wrong word.

"of course they are."

with great care, jess placed the sheets back down onto your desk and made his way over to you. warm hands found your own, lifted until they were held between yours and jess' frames. he gave you another gentle smile before his lips were on yours.

each movement of his mouth was poetry in its own way, conveying every small thought and feeling jess wished to tell you. every sigh was a confession, the trace of his tongue against your lips his pen upon paper.

the search for jess' jacket could wait. jess had found something far more precious.

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Can you imagine being married to Rockstar!Eddie and somehow you and up on the Real Housewives? Like you’d have to remind him that cameras are always on so he can’t walk around in just his boxers anymore and just imagine how into all the drama he’d be! He would be in the middle of a song writing session and you’d come in and go “you’ll never guess what I just heard” and he’d drop his pen as you sit on his lap and go “tell me everything.” 😂

Eddie when he’s in his confessional talking about how boring the other husbands are:

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𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖.

return to ─ masterlist.

you can find my sebastian sallow playlist here!

𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒.

tba !!

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.

tba !!

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒.

tba !!

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒.

tba !!

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➵ 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐒. works in progress.

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here you can follow my works in progress, when posted the writing i will remove it from this post. follow along!

last updated ; 23 february.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓. ⤸

abed finds out you like him.

kiriko takes care of you when you're sick.

you and neil finally have time together.

draco admits his feelings for you.

chandler admits his feelings to you.

𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒… ⤸

jj doesn't want you to leave.

your professor mistakes you and ron as a couple.

you return from capitol and reunite with finnick.

mornings with finnick.

ron can't believe you like him.

you knit sebastian a jumper.

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍. ⤸

you tell ron you like him.

leave the light on ─ jess mariano.

jake is head over heels for you.

finnick likes to surprise you.

you finally kiss jess.

crushing in lab ─ tasm!peter parker.

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hiiii i’m back how have you been??? i literally just got so distracted with uni last semester

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hiiii omg good to hear from you! i hope your uni has been going okay, i know how stressful it can be <33

how are you?

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I usually post stories first of all when it fits into my routine, as well as look at the clock and do it when a lot of people in the world are awake and potentially at a point where they're taking a break and looking at their phone.

i'm late but i get what you mean but it's hard to decipher as some days if it's a good time for everyone it still doesn't get a good reaction, it just depends.

i've been trying midnight gbt time to see, seems to work okay... could be better though.

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OOOHHH BLUE THEME

YESSS it's back to my fave colour so i couldn't help myself oops :'))

how are you blair? i'ved missed you sm sorry i haven't been around properly!

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bubba can you please repost the eddie blurb you wrote where reader is all anxious at the party and then he comes over and makes them feel all better??

holding hands with eddie.

pairing(s): eddie munson x reader

words: 1157

warnings/tags: loud party, mentions of anxiety, implications of shy!reader!

a/n: this is a repost from my old account, the original post had 367 notes.

the house party had been going on for less than an hour now and your nerves were quickly getting worse and worse as the night went on. you hadn’t seen steve and robin since you first arrived, eddie was talking to some people across the room, and nancy and jonathan were right beside you but in their own little world.

if you’re friends weren’t here you wouldn’t have even considered coming, but eddie begged with pleading eyes and you found yourself in steve’s car holding robin’s hand the whole way there. robin had promised to stick by your side that night, however, her and steve were swooped away from the moment they entered and you didn’t feel like wandering.

“are you sure you’re okay, y/n?” you break your watch from the yelling guys only across the room who pat each other’s backs and to nancy. both her and jonathan look at you sympathetically, and you force a small smile and nod, “i’m sure.”

“i get it, party’s aren’t my thing too. we can stay for a bit longer and then you can come back to mine,” jonathan proposes, nancy nodding along in agreement. party’s weren’t your thing and everyone knew that, but you still wanted to act like everything was fine, “i said i’m okay. just because i’m a little quiet doesn’t mean—.”

“there you are, you nuisance! been waiting to talk to chatty chatterson here all night.”

your body bounces against the couch when eddie jumps down beside you, shoulder bashing into yours while he points to you teasingly. “what’s up, baby? why the long face?” nancy and jonathan watch their friends with a small smirk, the pining almost reaching the point unbearable.

“there’s no long face, i’m having a blast, munson.”

eddie’s shoulder nudges yours, placing the red solo cup in his hand to the floor by the couch before tilting his head down to meet your gaze, “oh i can see, keep some of that energy or you’ll tire yourself out.”

you whine, leaning your head down so it tucks against his collarbone, the rough denim vest brushing your forehead and his chest vibrates with a small chuckle while one hand cups the back of your head affectionately.

“eddie,” your voice small and in a whiney tone but loud enough for eddie to hear over the music across the large house.

his lips ghost your temple when he replies, breath fanning your ear, “what’s up, baby? why the long face?” eddie asks again. this time his tone much lower, in a pout while he speaks in hopes you actually tell him the problem.

“wanna go home, eds.”

eddie tuts before his posture sits straight, and you think you’ve disappointed him for lasting a whopping forty minutes here before itching to go home. so you pull back from his chest to look up into his eyes, which already gaze down at yours so softly.

“then why are we still here, huh? let’s go,” eddie responds as if it’s the simplest answer of them all, as if you’re stupid for thinking he wouldn’t immediately go with you, which you might just be for thinking.

“oh no, you can stay, i’ll walk home.”

eddie’s eyes widen in pure disbelief, “you are not walking home alone at this time, are you insane?” you can hear nancy’s small laugh from beside but you don’t look away from your friend in front, butterflies erupting at eddie’s statement.

he stands up, reaching a hand out as an invitation to hold and you look to nancy and jonathan with a nervous glance before wishing them a goodnight and slip your palm into eddie’s. his fingers fidget, nudging yours apart to properly intertwine together, his palm large and warm with the cold rings alighting your skin ever so slightly.

and eddie leans back down to you, and you’re unsure if it’s the bad lighting or if you’re eyes are mistaken but his cheeks look significantly redder than a few moments before and there’s a hint of a smirk in his smile.

his breath fans your cheek as he speaks and you can feel your breath hitch in your throat, “hold on tight, baby.”

god.

eddie’s palm squeezes yours while he guides you through the array of people, leading in front while his arm trails back to keep his hand tight against yours. however, every couple of seconds he’s glancing back at you.

“eddie,” you ushered, free hand touching his arm and he stops moving to look back at you. your body colliding against his as you lean up to talk to him, “the front doors that way,” you gesture to behind you.

he smirks again, sending you a little wink in contrast to how softly his thumb brushes the back of your hand when he replies, “we’re taking steve’s car.” your eyes widen and you tug on his hand again when he tries to start moving, “but you’re not allowed to drive steve’s car, steve said—.”

“steve says a lot of things. i’m sure under this circumstance he’ll let me.”

“what about everyone else?” you ask again and eddie can only chuckle at your rambled state. he turns around to fully face you, free hand squishing yours between his, “baby.” you hum to show your listening but nearly melt when he raises your hands up to his lips, streams of pecks left across your skin peeking out beneath his.

once he pulls back, both his hands rub yours in an attempt to keep them warm, “stop worrying, yeah? i’ve got you. i’ll drive you back and i can go get the others later on, okay?”. you nod, eyes closed as you try to control your worries, the loud noises around you overwhelming you.

moving away, eddie drops one hand and he keeps the other entwined but just as he’s about to walk away again, your hand tugs to pull him back. usually people would get agitated with moments like this, what more could you want?

eddie’s not usual people, he turns around with patience written across his face, softness to show he’s waiting and that he doesn’t mind your worries even an inch. he’s here to help you. the squeezes to your hand bring you to speak, “can i come with you when you pick up the others later?”.

a showing you don’t want him to leave, that you would prefer him as close as possible. driving you home to be alone didn’t feel like enough and eddie could tell so his previous smirk vanishes into a fond smile and he leans in to kiss your cheek endearingly, a wordless ‘yes.’

and when he turns around this time you don’t hesitate, mind too fuzzy and muddled from the feeling of his lips on your skin and his hand tightly sticks to yours while he weaves you past everyone in efforts to find steve so he can get you out of there.

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