#jimmy darling ily

[sometimescherwrites]

Ur Cute

Jimmy Darling x male!reader

word count: 1.4k

content: jimmy x male reader bc fuck you that’s why /silly, fluff, all the kisses for Jimmy, reader is dumb but he’s pretty, fluffy, make out session and suggestive towards the end, dumbass reader, reiterating dumbass reader bc he’s so stupid yall, mentions of period typical homophobia but it’s mostly gay fluff

@authorsofghosts funding your Jimmy addiction

day 13 of cher’s conversation hearts series!!

a/n: freeing him from the drafts, not proofread in the slightest

Jimmy’s a regular at your gas station. You see him often enough, pulling up on that motorbike of his and needing a fill up. The two of you would chat while you filled up the tank and checked the bike over, and you quickly started looking forward to when you’d next see him.

In retrospect, maybe gas station work hadn’t been the right fit for you. Every day you saw a variety of men. Some older and rough around the edges, others your age and easier on the eyes than a stack of dollars. And you talked with them all, bantering and charming them day after day. Some were assholes, of course. Didn’t make them less attractive.

And so really, as a hopeless romantic and queer man, it was no surprise that you fell harder and faster than hail in a spring storm for the devastatingly gorgeous Jimmy Darling.

Today is no different, though you half hadn’t expected to see him alone on Valentine’s Day, assuming he’d had some sort of plans, be they romantic (you hoped not) or friendly.

“Evening, Jimmy.” You greet with an easy smile.

“Evenin’, angel.” His own smile sends a feeling of warmth through your chest.

He’s so genuine, and combined with the nickname, you find yourself falling harder.

“You got a gal with ya?” You tease, though you are genuinely curious. And the question definitely isn’t a way to figure out how he swings, of course not.

“Nah,” He shakes his head, “I got a thing goin’. Just get my ma an’ the girls some flowers, work on my bike, maybe go for a ride, an’ then knock out.”

“That’s sweet, but all by yourself?” You tease, “What a tragedy.”

“Mhmm.” He flashes a charming grin, “Shame no one’s remedied it yet.”

“Shame in deed. Don’t get how, you look like you’d have gals linin’ up for you.”

He had not, in face, confirmed which way he swung like you’d hoped, and that was a tragedy. He was a pretty boy though, through and through.

Jimmy gives a nervous chuckle, wringing his gloved hands, “You think so?”

“You kiddin’ me?” You raise a brow, “You’re gorgeous.”

His cheeks flush pink and you fall harder.

“When do you get off?” He asks suddenly, catching you by surprise.

“An hour, why?”

“You should go do something. With me.” His cheeks flush deeper.

“Yeah?” There’s a tinge of hope to your voice, “You mean it?”

“Yeah!” He seems genuine about it, grin earnest, “Yeah! You gotta- I gotta tell you something, actually.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice him taking off his gloves. Though you’re more focused on the way his smiles has faded.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You ask, frowning suddenly, “Look, there’s no pressure. I know you asked but I won’t hold it against you if you don’t swing this way. I know sometimes shit just slips out- I won’t judge.”

“No, no, ‘s not that.” Jimmy says, wringing his hands, “I definitely- look I’m serious about taking you out. I am.”

You furrow your brows in confusion, “Then why’re you frownin’, handsome?”

He seems genuinely perplexed, reaching to dust off the handlebars of his motorcycle.

“You really… you’re somethin’, angel, aren’t you?”

After a couple more vague answers to your concerns over why your beau has stopped smiling, he gives a deep sigh and finally waves his hands in front of your face.

Oh. Oh, that’s what he’d been trying to show you.

“You’re with that cabinet of curiosities thing, aren’t you?” You realize, eyes lingering on his hands, “Yeah, I was meaning to go check that out, but work’s been hell lately. You guys sure brought a lot of folks through here, that’s for damn sure. So… why’d you get all sad an’ shit, pretty boy?”

Jimmy blinks. Then he blinks again. Then he blinks a third time for good measure. But a smile spreads across his face until he’s grinning, “So I was thinkin’ my trailer, right? Too cold for a picnic- unless you wanted a fire?”

You grin too, “Either one. Both, even. I don’t mind. Long as it’s with you- god that’s so cheesy.”

“Cheesy’s good. Perfect. I love cheesy.” Jimmy enthuses.

You’re both smiling like idiots standing over his bike.

“Hell are you two smiling over?” One of your coworkers asks, while Jimmy hastily pulls on his gloves.

“He’s got a date tonight.” You say with ease, “Was tellin’ me about how he was gonna treat her tonight. Real lover boy.”

“You’re a real sap.” Your coworker knocks you on the back of your head, though you’ve known the man long enough to know it was done fondly, “Get back to work though.” He turns to Jimmy, nodding once, “Good for you, Jim. About time you got a girl.”

“Yeah, I’m real lucky with my date.” Jimmy chuckles nervously.

Oh you’re going to kiss him so hard once you get him alone. It shouldn’t be possible for a human being to be so gorgeous.

“See ya, Robbie.” Jimmy adds as the man heads back inside.

“See ya, Jim. Let me know if pretty boy does your bike wrong.” Your coworker chuckles, knocking you on the back of the head again, “Good luck on your date, you two.”

Both of you freeze, and at the looks of panic on your face, Robbie laughs, “Relax, not gonna get on your cases about it. Not my business.”

The intense relief you feel is almost overwhelming, “Thanks Robbie.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He knocks you on the head a final time, “Don’t mention it. Seriously. Don’t. We’d all be in trouble if word got around.”

You mime zipping your lips, though you’re too elated to commit to the serious act. “See you in an hour, Jimmy.”

Jimmy grins before checking over his bike one last time and riding off, promising he’ll come pick you up.

By the time the end of your shift rolls around, you’re so antsy that Robbie is beyond done with you. Once Jimmy arrives, you waste no time in getting on the back of his bike.

Arms wrapped around his waist as he drives off, you’re distinctly aware of how good he smells. And how you definitely smell like gasoline and oil.

“Baby, baby, baby.” Jimmy grins at you, tugging you by the hand as you enter the fairground, “Don’t worry, nobody here gives a damn. We all got our vices.”

“I think you’re mine.” You chuckle, squeezing his hand as he leads you to his trailer, “You’re so handsome, y’know that? Been dyin’ to tell you since we met. Like… wow, I didn’t know it was possible for someone to look this good all the time.”

“Not all the time.” Jimmy blushes, “You should see me with a bed head.”

“Well if that’s an invitation…”

Jimmy makes a choked sound, eyes widening with his grin, “Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t.”

Once you’re in his trailer, you find yourself sliding off your jacket while he starts up the stove.

“There’s no heater.” He says, “Stove works just fine though. Not a huge space to heat, y’know?”

“Yeah.” You look around his trailer, “Damn, how long’s this been yours?”

“Since I was a kid.” He shrugs, looking almost defensive, “Why?”

“Just… that makes sense. Don’t know how you fit in this bed.” You hum, “‘s very you though. I like it.”

“Yeah?” He relaxes a bit, then chuckles, “Yeah, the bed is definitely… ‘s on the smaller side, yeah. I don’t mind though.”

“You should come over to mine one day.” You suggest before you can stop yourself, “I mean, if you wanted. ‘s only fair, right? You show me yours, I show you mine.”

“You mean it?”

“Why not?”

Idle conversation turns to kissing before you even realize it. Kissing Jimmy feels more natural than anything in the world- it’s easier than breathing.

Both of you are on his bed, Jimmy leaning back and propped up with one elbow as you kiss on him, the occasional bits of praise between open mouthed kisses.

“Could do this forever an’ never get tired of it.” You murmur.

He makes a soft groaning sound, leaning up to kiss you more at that.

After a few blissful moments longer, you hum, “What about our campfire?”

“Later. I’m busy.” He mutters, hands tugging at the collar of your shirt, pulling you down closer to him.

To be perfectly honest, you’re both busy until morning, and you can’t complain one bit.

[landoughnut]

My Woman

♡ masterlist - request

♡ pairing - max verstappen x fem!reader (fc - cindy kimberly)

♡ summary - max fighting with people thirsting in his girlfriends comments

♡ warnings - horny/simp max, crack, some fluff, some cursing, use of y/n

♡ w/c & a/n - smau | i actually love writing these ones but ive gotta learn how to do the other types of smau's people make with twitter and stuff ahahahaha

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[mikashisus]

GET HIM BACK : 04. jimmy

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[alex-the-anxious-2]

Jimmy Darling ily

Close ups under the cut :)

the one with the lobster plush is based off an interaction with the jimmy darling tumblr account :D too scared to @ so sorry

[jimmycoded]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to this darling fic of mine. Truly one of my favourite Engagements in the world of fandom, and near and dear to my heart. I am still so proud of this fic and am constantly drawn back to this universe, hopefully some day its six or whatever supplementary pieces see the light of day. Ily jimmy Novak u r my best friend. This one's for u

What a Lake is to a Dead Man

a Jimmy Novak/John Winchester story

"Every lake tells a story. Looking out, Jimmy considers the body of water in front of him and how alive it is . . . A mere arm’s length away, life inhales and exhales as Jimmy is suffocated by reminders that his old world is moving on without him. Each refraction of light hiccups every syllable of a narrative he only witnesses.”

OR

Most days, Jimmy Novak meets John Winchester at their fishing dock, seeking a simple life as “Pal,” away from the supernatural forces that he’s certain “Buddy” knows nothing about. Meanwhile, Dean and Cas begin to reconcile the aftermath of Cas’ confession and Dean’s untimely death. John and Jimmy’s exploration of what Heaven could look like for them is complicated by the consequences of fatherhood - and the fact that Cas and Jimmy look identical, which poses a problem as their histories begin to overlap.

yeah, you're gonna just have to trust me on this and find this fic here on ao3!

thank you to virfu for the art and to the hell's basement discord for their support (derogatory) and general derangement (affectionate) <3

[violetwitch12087]

Hi! I saw your requests are open - I've never done something like this before btw so sorry if it's too specific - so I was wondering If you could do the Evans (specifically Alex from adult world, Todd hayness and Peter maximoff) reacting to a non binary reader who is OBSESSED with monster high, and loves collecting the old gen 1 and new gen 3 dolls. Thank you so much if you do! Have a good day!!

YES OMG YES YES YES YES YES YES YES I LOVE THIS SM OMG THANK YOU FOR UR REQUEST (also sorry it took so long im going back into a depressive episode butttt i have some motivation rn)

The evans reactions to non binary reader being obsessed with monster high/collecting

Evan Peters

Would probably find it actually adorable

You guys would be walking in the store and you see a monster high doll u dont have and start squealing

He just smiles takes it out of your hand and puts it in the cart

For your birthday or something he would probably even get you dvds of the monster high movies so you can watch it whenever you want

Would help you build shelves in ur house to put all the dolls on to show them off

Kit walker (if they existed when he lived yk)

Would be so fucking confused

"baby why are you collecting dolls?"

Would be confused on why your collecting kid toys but whenever he sees one in the store he (bare with me theres phones ok) would send u a picture to ask if u have it

If you dont well now u do if you do then...congrats?

Okay he would be confused but would just fucking love seeing the way you smile when he gets u one

Kyle Spencer (pre death)

Would see your collection and his jaw would drop

"ive seen the show but never watched it, the characters are so cute omg"

"do you want any more? Cs i can save up and definitely get you some....or.. a lot."

Would honestly make it a mission to collect EVERY. SINGLE. DOLL

you guys would spend soooo much money together it would be actually kinda scary

Kyle would search online forever jst for one you mentioned u wanted that was a old one

Jimmy darlin (darling)

A lot like kit

So fucking confused

Didnt even know they existed tbh

"uh doll? Why do you have so many...dolls"

*you tell him what it is* "oh... Well are ya sure you need this many?" *You do a mean glare at him* "I- i mean its fine do whatever baby imma just uh" *runs away scared*

After a while gets used to it and finds them actually so cute and you jst straight up adorable

James Patrick March

A lot like jimmy

Actually more confused than jimmy

Obviously didnt know they existed

"darling, thats a lot of...dolls"

After he finds out you love them a secret room in the hotel is specifically all yours to store and organize your dolls

Has many many people find every monster high in california shipped to the hotel

Kai Anderson

He walked in on you looking at your dolls making sure they are still in good shape

He would literally snatch it and squeeze its head off (#toddlertantrum)

"HOW DARE YOU GET THESE STUPID FUCKING DOLLS? YOU DON'T NEED THEM YOU SHOULD BE PAYING ATTENTION TO THE CULT AND YOUR DIVINE RULER"

You would be slapped or beaten to death, or locked in the closet, or he would fuck you really hard (ew)

But on the other hand if you were pregnant with his 'messiah' (peep my other head cannon) he would honestly get a lot of people in the cult to look for all of them jst for you

Peter maximoff (imma jst say apocalypse age)

Would see them pick one up and love them

"oh whats that, awesome! These look so pretty"

Would steal them for you

Would make a designated place in his moms basement for all of them

Would understand and bring up how its like him and 'collecting' arcade machines

You guys honestly both kinda love them and even peters sister does

Todd Hayness

"what's that? Oh"

Thinks of it how he collects superhero and comic figures

Would probably go online and order you monster high stuff/ more dolls

Would honestly be okay with it

Would ask you if you got any more and ask all about them

Would just admire you while you talk about monster high until you snap him out

Alex (adult world)(he has my heart like sobbing)(if that makes sense)

Your friends are throwing a party at your house and alex is going and yall barley jst started dating and hes only been over for ur birthday and didnt see ur room

He would see them and just furrow his eyebrows at them for a second

"hey, those are pretty cool" he points at them

You would smile and then you guys would end up staying in your room for the rest of the night while he listens to you gush about monster high and you guys fall asleep cuddling

He wouldnt mind he would find it actually really cute

I hope you guys like this i literally like took such a long time im so sorry

[jimmys-zeppelin]

me opening pinterest and seeing pictures of jimmy curated just for me by The Algorithm: hello my sweet darling how r u today? did you drink any water? ur so cute ily 🥰 *save to "jimmy"*

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Summary: You just found out that you are not able to get any kids, how the hell should you tell your boyfriend Tom that?

Cherry Dream | ☯ ☁ ✰ [0.7k]

Summary: For tom was cherry rough, but he would never snap at you or even hurt you, would he?

The Hollands | ☁ [0.5k]

Summary: The only thing you need is your husband and a few encouraging words while you give birth to your little babygirl.

Who's loving you? | ♫ ☯ ☁ ✰ [2.9k]

Summary: You and Tom holland are sworn enimies... aren't you? ( special fic )

I Can't Help Falling In Love With You |♫ ☯ ☁ ✰♡ [5.1k]

Summary: The leader of the London Mafia is the devil in person and you would do everything you can to end him, wouldn't you?

She' a maniac | ☯ ☁ ✰ [3.9k]

Summary: Tom and his family are watching a live footage of the most dangerous women on earth, it's disgusting what you've did, but does he fall in love with you anyway? Well, yeah.

Perfectly wrong | ♫  ☯ ☁ ✰ [1k]

Summary: You and Tom were made to kill each other, but are you able to do that when you secretly love him?

dollface | ☁ ✰ [1.2k]

Summary: You are a big fan of the cute dorky British actor called Tom Holland so it's obvious that your nervous when you meet him, but how is he gonna react when he meets you?

Why´d you only call me when your high? | ♫ ☁  [0.8k] 

Summary: Tom is always calling you when he's high, but this time he´s addictet to something else, you.

Rule number 9 | ☯ ☁ ♡ [2.7k]

Summary: Your Harry Hollands best friend and you two have a list full of rules, rule number 9 is that your not allowed to fall in love nor do anything sexual with his brother Tom, but like everyone knows... Sometimes it's very hard to follow rules.

Purple Rain | ♫ ☯ [ 2.9k]

Summary: Love isn't temporary honey, but it can be made unforgettable.

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All the good girl go to Hell | ☁ ☯ ♡

Summary: y/n has always been a quiet and shy girl. She was a typical good girl. And that's exactly what Tom Holland aka. the most feared man in the world want. A good girl, but will that work?

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emotional wreck | ☯ [0.5k]

Summary: What will happen when the most powerfull man, got the most emotional girl in his hands?

Date night | ♡ ✰ [0.4k]

Summary: Tom takes y/n out on a date and after the date, well... they are having their own little ´after party´.

I'm here for you | ☯ ☁ [0.2k]

Summary: You live in a toxic Relationship but your best friend Tom is there for you. 

Red | ♡ ☯ ☁ [0.7k]

Summary: Tom and you both don´t know vanilla sex, but what will happend when he takes it too far? 

Learn your lesson  | ♡ [0.4k]

Summary: When you were bad, then you have to be teached a lesson, that is easy...right?

You are my everything | ☯ ☁ ✰ [0.4k]

Summary: You and Tom both hate it when you give each other the silent treatment.

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You and Tom fight but makeup immediately afterwards | ☯ ☁

Tom's parents are asking him when he's gonna propose to you and he get's super nervous | ☁

Tom is talking to your baby bump | ☁✰

Tom thinks that you should better behave | ♡

You try to get your pencil back and end up on your knees infront of your history teacher Mr. Holland | ☁

─ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 ─

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caught | ☁ ✰ [0.5k]

Summary: y/n stark is dating the little dorky boy called Peter Parker behind her Fathers back.

first time | ♡ [1.3k]

Summary: Peter parker and y/n want to take their Relationship to the next level.

Help me, the babies went insane | ☁ [0.6k]

Summary: y/n got elemental powers and her lil babies that she has with peter got some too... what happens when peter is home alone with the toddlers?

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I just wanted to be like you | ☯ [0.3k]

Summary: You just wanted to be like your father, well, not every Story got a happy ending.

The third broken Heart | ☯ [0.4k]

Summary: My heart got already broken two times, but Peter would never break it a third time, right?

Too much love to handle | ♡ ☁ [0.3k]

Summary: Peter is edging you until you can't take it anymore, until you cry. You think that everything was perfect, just a little bit too much... But how will Peter react when he is seeing that he made you cry?

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─ 𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐋 ─

˗ ˏ O N E S H O T S ˎ ˗

Don´t fucking touch her | ☯ ☁ [0.5k]

Summary: y/n´s worst nightmare comes true, but fortunately a young and attractive boy is here to save her.

Hold my hand ( or my throat ) | ☁ [0.4k]

Summary: y/n is Arvin´s girlfriend and y/n has a little secret that Arvin should never discover.

good girl gone bad | ♡ ☯ ☁️ ✰ [0.9k]

Summary: The innocent girl. That's what you are, but are you still so innocent when your boyfriend is Arvin Russel?

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I need you | ☯ ☁ [0.2k]

Summary: Arvin´s and y/n´s love is just stronger than anything else.

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[wild-penguin]

I was tagged by @h0neydripper thanks darling ily 🥰

Name: nicole

Pronouns: she/her

Zodiac: aries

Height: 5'5

Time: 12pm

Birthday: 6th of april

Nationality: Dutch

Favorite bands: All Time Low, Set It Off, Jimmy Eat World, Death Cab For Cutie, The Neighbourhood, The Maine, Paramore, Young The Giant, The National, The Classic Crime, Beach House, Best Coast, Tame Impala Turnover and many many more 😬

Favorite solo artists: Bishop Briggs, Sza, Khalid, K Flay, Childish Gambino, Andrew McMahon, RAC

Last show you binged: Erased

When you created your blog: im pretty sure in 2011

Last thing you Googled: "god of war font" I was watching a movie that I was sure of had the same font lmao

Other blogs: im not active on other bloggos

Why I chose my URL: I...dont know 🥸 I just took two words and put them together at the time

How many people you're following: 1111

How many followers you have: 14 848

Average hours of sleep: 3 🥲

Lucky number: 13

Instruments: when I was small I played keyboard by ear and then quit and took guitar lessons and then I quit haha. Everytime I want to pick it back up, I think of the blisters and not being able to have pretty nails🥺

Currently wearing: joggers + sports bra

Dream trip: I want to go back to Japan sooo bad, I miss it so so much. And also do like a big road trip going through all national parks in the US. Also Iceland, Scotland and Peru.

Favorite food: acai bowls, but also burritos

Favorite song: Transatlanticism by Death Cab For Cutie

Top 3 fictional universes: I have always wanted to visit LOTR world, Skyrim world and Studio Ghibli has to be #1

I tag anyone who wants to do this. Consider yourself tagged if you read this 💜

[rosyfingereddawnn]

heart of gold (chapter three)

pairing: robert plant x florence bennett (oc)

warnings: domestic abuse (god sorry), jimmy bein’ a simp :)

words: 3.4k

summary: trapped in a loveless marriage to a powerful man, florence bennett lives every day in despair. after a chance encounter with a golden-haired actor, florence finds that her life will never be the same again.

author’s note: new oc alert!! this character was based off a little friend of mine... who’s helped me like. immensely. babe ily. also god this one hurt to write i'm sorry guys. hope you enjoy :)

chapters: 1 | 2

masterlist

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The waning light of the late afternoon sun filters in through the grand windows, stained glass painting the room a myriad of colours. Polished maple shelves line the walls, packed to the brim with dusty tomes. Comfortable armchairs sit around a side table, the gilded siding gleaming. On its surface sits a dainty teacup, still steaming.

Florence strides through the aisles of the library, trailing a finger along the worn spines. The lady of the house divides her time most often between the beautiful music room and the library, as Allen leaves her to her devices, most of the day. Running a city, he always says, takes a lot of work, dear. She’s not complaining at all, if it puts her at a difference from the barbarian she is lucky enough to call a husband.

Stopping, finally, she pulls a book from the shelf, running her fingers across the letters decorating the cover, fingers catching lightly on the grooves. ‘Wuthering Heights’, the cover reads, and Florence nods, content with her choice. Drifting across the room, she settles comfortably into the plush chairs, reaching a hand out to grasp the handle of the teacup beside her. Soft spice settles over her tongue, and her chest fills with warmth, the steaming beverage warding away the slight chill in the room. Cracking open the cover, her eyes drift over the slightly yellowed pages of the novel.

“I have just returned from a visit to my landlord—the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society…”

The woman recites the words on the page, voice drifting high into the rafters as it flutters past her lips. Florence has always enjoyed reading aloud, as it made her feel as though she was not alone. That someone hears her, and cares to listen to the words that flow from her mouth. Allen hated it, in the beginning. When he had given her the time of day, and cared for her. Promises of forever tumbled from his lips then, instead of the insults and hurt that dripped, like a slow poison, from them now.

Shaking her head clear of those thoughts, she continues. An hour passes, then another, and Florence loses herself in the narrative. These characters, brutal and flawed, intrigued her. They enchanted her, and she was unable to put it down.

Until a set of heavy footsteps, thunderous against the polished floors, near the door to the library. She knows exactly who it is, spending as much time as she had training herself to recognize his gait. Shutting her novel with a loud snap, she looks around the room. Everything is in its place; the room is pristine, as always. Smoothing down her dress, a bright yellow with lace at the hem, she waits for the inevitable. The click of the door opening rings through the suffocating silence of the room, and Allen strolls in, perfect image maintained by his coiffed hair and expensive pinstripe suit.

“Florence, my dear. I knew I might find you here.”

“Allen, is there something wrong?” Florence replies, the hands that rest on her lap subtly trembling as she gazes at her husband. He seems to be in a good mood today. Florence only hopes it can stay that way.

“We will be putting on a ball in the coming weeks, to celebrate my proficiency as mayor. Now,” Allen slips closer to his wife, and brings a hand to her chin. Holding her in place, he presses closer, looking directly into her hazel eyes. “I hope I won’t need to reiterate this. Please do try and behave.”

“O-of course, Allen, I will—”

“We wouldn’t want a repeat performance of recent festivities, would we?”

His words make Florence’s blood boil. She sees the world in shades of angry red, and clenches her fists as tight as she can, hiding them from Allen’s view. Her knuckles are painted white with the strain of keeping her composure. A few weeks have passed since Allen rained pain and devastation upon his household, but the wounds both mental and physical are not so easily hidden, swept aside.

Pasting on an agreeable smile, cheeks straining with the effort, she nods her head. Florence knows that if she plays by his rules, she’ll remain unharmed. He’ll finally leave her alone.

“I will be on my best behaviour. Please, do not worry, dear.”

Allen tilts her head up further, to stare right into her eyes. Florence would love nothing more than to deal him the pain that he had dealt to her. To John, and to James. Instead, she raises her hand, laying it across Allen’s, as she gazes earnestly back. Touching him feels horrifyingly wrong, and it's as though fire laps at her palm.

“You will need a gown, no doubt.”

“I was planning to go into town with Ms. Weston. You remember, she—”

“I do not care who accompanies you. I care, darling, that you do not embarrass me,”  The man smiles at her, sharp canines glinting dangerously in the fading sunlight, and he presses his lips to her cheek. His scent, sharp and cloying, nauseates her. Allen stands up to his full height, which, admittedly, was not much, and moves for the door. Turning back to look at her once more, he takes her in almost hungrily. “I wonder, Florence, if you still look as lovely unclothed as you do in this dress. Perhaps tonight, we may find out?”

With a sneer and a chuckle, he walks out the door, closing it behind him.

Florence’s hands unclench, finally, as subtle pain rips through her palms. Gazing down at the skin of her hand, she sees deep pink crescents. One of them is streaked lightly with blood. She had broken the skin, it seems.

Trembling hands retrieve the book from the table it had been left on, and Florence opens the cover once more. Eyes drifting down to read, she can’t seem to make sense of the words, anymore. Florence is shaken, and she knows that it is precisely what Allen wants.

It is but a game for him; a battle of control. He’s winning.

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“You mean to tell me that he… Oh, Florence…”

The chime of nails against delicate china rings through the luxuriously decorated sitting room, as Florence passes a teacup, the steam wafting from the top following the scent of rich spices, to the woman sitting on the plush divan. Her dress, a pastel lavender, meets the floor in a stream of tulle. Dark tresses, pulled back in a small, loose braid, curl as they fall across her shoulders.

“Emma, I have no idea what to do.”

Emma Weston had known Florence longer than she could remember. They had met when they were young, and since then, they’ve been almost inseparable. That is, until Allen came along. Slowly, almost inch by inch, he had pushed Emma out of the picture, further isolating his wife. The women seemed to meet less and less over the years, now coming together a few times a month. Emma was unmarried, and rather educated, which almost seemed to scare the man. A favourite quote of his pops into Florence’s head, then: “Educated women, well, they’ll bring the downfall of humanity.” To the women, of course, it served as a nice bit of comedy.

“My dear friend, I… Is there anything I can do?” Emma lays a hand on Florence’s shoulder, earnest eyes locked on those of her friend. Florence meets her gaze then, and the glassy hazel eyes unnerve the woman. They look defeated. “Florence, we will fix this, somehow.”

“If that is possible…”

Emma shakes her head, eyes blazing with a incendiary anger she must keep hidden from the woman sitting next to her. Florence, naive as she might have been upon entering the relationship, has done nothing to warrant this treatment, this violence. Every mention of the horrors; the atrocities, that have been committed in this house makes the woman’s blood burn in her veins. Emma settles her hand over Florence’s, rubbing calming circles into it. She knows how the other woman ticks, after the years they’ve spent together, and she can see the slight tremors that pass through her. She’s scared. Why wouldn't she be, with a husband like that, Emma thinks.

“Florence,” The sentence almost tumbles out, but she catches herself. Florence has always disliked pity, felt that it was counterproductive and useless. It does nothing to help the situation, so there is no need for it. Emma changes the subject swiftly, a bright smile tilting up the corner of her painted lips. “What else have I missed? Surely you’ve gotten up to much, with your lovely husband gone so often.”

A moment of unusual silence passes, as a blush darkens Florence’s cheeks, pink shades dancing with the freckles that linger on her skin. “Well,” Florence starts, hands fidgeting in her lap as she looks anywhere but at her friend. With a fortifying sigh, she releases the words trapped in her throat. “I’ve… I’ve been writing to a man. An actor, from the theatre we frequent.”

“Oh? How long have the two of you been corresponding? Do tell me more!”

“A month, as of next weekend—”

“A month? Florence, it’s been a whole month, and you didn’t think it right to tell me? I thought we were friends… ”

“Emma,” Florence starts, scrambling to reassure her friend, until she glimpses the smirk that dangles from her lips. A relieved sigh fills the silence that had fallen over the two, and Emma’s giggle lights up the room. “You were joking…”

“Of course I was! Now, tell me more about this mysterious actor. What do you know of him?”

“Well, I do not know his name, unfortunately. This… this is my fault. If he knew who I was; if he knew Allen, he would never give me the time of day. Emma, he is beautiful, of mind, body, and soul.”

“How do you mean?”

“It was his appearance, initially, that attracted me. He was simply irresistible,” Florence’s cheeks flush deep scarlet, as an unconscious smile blossoms across her cheeks. Her hands slash through the air as she recounts her first sighting of the elusive actor. “…James and John, thankfully, had the mind to encourage me to contact him. Emma, he is poetic and charming, yet he isn't haughty in the slightest, like some who share these traits. He’s always been perfectly kind, and charisma drips from every pore. Every letter I receive from him… Goodness, Emma, it has the same effect on me that his performance had.”

“Perhaps you should invite him to the ball.”

It was a simple statement, yet those 8 words ring like sirens in Florence’s head. Her blush deepens, and she stammers out a response, nervous hands smoothing down nonexistent wrinkles on her gown. With a deep breath, she recovers, and locks eyes with Emma, who hides a smile behind a dainty hand.

“Have you gone completely mad?”

“Think about it,” Emma starts, revealing the amused smile that she had tried to hide. Taking in the way Florence’s mouth hangs open in shock, her eyes wider than saucers, Emma continues, a giggle fluttering in the air of the expensive room. “You could slip away from the other patrons, somewhere Allen would never find you, and meet the man that stole your heart.”

Florence remains frozen, as though she were a component of a still-life painting. Her blush-pink lips form an O, and her eyebrows creep close to her hairline. Her hands, the only thing in motion, are a flurry of movement as she fidgets under Emma’s watchful gaze.

“Florence, honestly, is it truly that preposterous of an idea?”

“O-of course it is! Emma,” The woman of the house shakes her head emphatically, mind racing to come up with the perfect excuse as to why this idea, although tempting, was utterly absurd. “Look, if Allen ever… I could never subject this… this angel to that.”

“If you think it’s best not to, then I will stand with you. This is, of course, common knowledge. What I will never do, however, is sit idly by and watch you throw away your happiness, again.”

Silence sits heavy over the two women, the only sound being the light slurping of tea gone cold. Emma, chancing a glance over at her long-time friend, takes in the quiver and shake of her hand. Florence sets the fragile china cup, painted a pale sky blue, on the wooden surface of the table that rests in front of them, and relaxes back into the comfortable settee.

“Is… Is James able to attend? The ball, I mean.” The relative quiet is broken by Emma, voice faltering as she curls into herself. For as long as Florence could remember, Emma has only had eyes for James. Whenever she came to the manor, her eyes would roam the chiseled marble hallways for even a short glimpse of him, and a deep blush seemed to dust her cheeks whenever he was in the room.

“I believe he and John are working that particular night, although… perhaps you could steal him away for some time alone?”

“Florence!”

The peals of laughter that fill the room muffle the hurried footsteps fast approaching, a choked gasp and the sound of falling papers finally making the two women look up. James stands by the door, shoulders hunched as he locks eyes with Emma across the room. A collection of envelopes litter the floor, and James, scrambling to his knees with a squeak, rushes to retrieve them.

A wordless glance passes between the two friends, and Florence nods, a subtle smile lighting up her face. Emma stands, flattening down her dress with clammy hands, walks up to the man, and he looks up at her under his eyelashes, hands stilled by her appearance.

“E-Emma! H-hello, I…”

“James, your face… are you alright?”

The man nods emphatically, almost thrumming with nerves as he replies, “it was nothing, Emma. You need not worry for me.”

Her hand, palm up, rests upon his cheek as she takes in the bruising, subtle now after the days that have passed, that mottles his pale skin. Florence can almost hear the rapid beating of his heart as he gazes up at her from his position on the floor.

“I can't help my worry for you, James,” Clearing her throat awkwardly, Emma shifts her gaze to the tiled floor, her eyes widening when she glances at the stationary strewn across the ground.“May I… or rather… Do you need help?”

The servant gulps audibly, and nods, cheeks an angry scarlet to compliment the fading tones of purple. The woman kneels next to him, and retrieves the fallen letters. Glancing at it briefly, her eyes light up excitedly, as she gazes at James.

“Are these invitations for the ball?”

“They are. I was to go around the town handing them out, just now.”

Two hands brush as they reach for the last envelope, and pull back, as if electricity had struck them upon contact. Florence hides a beaming smile beneath her hand as she watches her friends. They simply cannot look away from each other. James coughs, breaking the tension that had settled over the two, and they scramble back, each holding a portion of the letters. Two piles become one, and Emma steps back, the hand rubbing at her arm betraying the picture of calm she was trying to emulate.

“M-Miss Weston, always a pleasure. How are you?”

“I-I am well, James. And you?”

“Very well. May I say, you look… lovely.” The conversation peters out as their gazes flit to the ground, and Florence, from her perch behind them, can’t help but giggle. The sound propels the servant into action, and he thrusts an envelope into Emma’s hand, backing away as if he was burned by the feel of her hand on his.

“I was supposed to stop at your residence, but since you are already here…”

With that, he turns tail and rushes out of the room, leaving Emma standing, slack-jawed. Slowly, she turns around to meet Florence’s eyes, and the disbelief present on her face is almost comical.

“Perhaps you will be the one to slip away for a moonlit dance in the end, Emma.”

With well wishes, and an earnest promise to find dresses for the ball, Emma departs, stepping into her own carriage. The flush on her cheeks was still visible.

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“Of all the times to run out… Just my luck.”

Soft footsteps spatter like rain across the staircase, as Florence mutters to herself. Dashing into her bedroom, she searches every nook and cranny, pulling back with a grunt dripping with frustration. The supply that had sat on the desk against the wall was usurped, and there were no traces of any sheets in the rest of the mansion’s many rooms. Except for one.

Rushing across the hall, Florence stops in front of a pinewood door, intricately carved as most things within the manor happen to be.

Allen’s study, as she’s been told time and time again, was never to be entered, by anyone except the man himself. It’s rarely ever locked, though his intimidation serves as enough of a barrier from entering, until today.

All she needs is paper, after all. About to pen yet another letter to her nameless angel, she lacked the most important element: the paper itself. Where better to find a much-needed slip, than in a study, Florence thinks as she turns the gold-gilded knob. She opens the door only to be greeted with beautiful, wide windows of stained glass, which turn the sunlight into vibrant shades of red and green. Against the wall, a bookshelf stands tall, books of every genre imaginable lining it. Against the far wall, a well-polished mahogany desk, complete with winding embellishments around the edge, sits before an elegant leather armchair.

No paper in sight, of course.

A sigh reverberates off of the maroon walls, as Florence pulls open a drawer, careful to leave things as proper as possible so as to not alert Allen. Shuffling through the first, she finds a variety of legal forms and journals, and her frustration simmers inside of her. Moving on to the second drawer, she tugs on the wood-furnished handle, and her heart shatters.

Sitting prim and proper, face up in the drawer, was a letter addressed to Allen. In a curling script that, distinctly, was not hers, reads: “To my beloved, Allen.” This one note, this blasted letter, lays on a bed of dozens of others, all addressed in the same way, in the same sprawling hand. Florence can feel streams of crystalline tears trickle down the flaming apple of her cheeks, and a violent scream catches in her throat. Her insides burn in rage, in fury, in betrayal, and if not for her grip on the desk, she would have crumpled to the floor. There were no dates printed upon the envelopes, though, judging by the sheer amount, it is safe to say that this had been going on for quite a while. Long before she had laid eyes upon her actor.

Under the pile of deceitful notes, almost mocking her, sat the coveted paper. Ripping it out of the drawer, Florence turns, eyes sweeping the room for anything out of the ordinary. Seeing perfection, she tears out of the room, crossing the hall into her chambers. She sits herself down, defeated, on the chair adjacent to the small desk. Her head falls forward into her palms, resting there until, suddenly, she slams a hand down onto the lacquered tabletop.

Allen Bennett has stolen her livelihood. He has stolen her happiness; stolen everything that he saw worth taking. Greed seeps from every pore, and there are no consequences. Allen Bennett is a foul, demonic man, and Florence must play the role of the angel. The perfect wife. She must act as Allen’s toy, only of use to him when he needs a night of pleasure.

Curling her hands into rigid fists, the woman nods resolutely, and lunges across the desk. Trusty fountain pen in a clenched hand, Florence seizes the newfound sheets, and soon enough, a river of ink flows across the page. Teardrops that trickle down the slope of her nose serve as the signature.

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[taehyungsgrowl]

Im listening to songs that remind me of the color yellow and I'm in an okay mood. Now I want Jimmy cuddles and smooches and maybe vanilla ice cream. 🥰 Good vibes tonight, I think. How are you tonight, darling? 💜 ~🌺

oooh! would you mind sharing the song? 

and i’m glad you're doing well!! ily!!

and omg vanilla ice cream flavored jim smooches 🥺👉👈

i’m doing okay! allergies acting up a little and my keyboard is acting wonky, but overall doing okay! tysm for asking!!! love you!

[luvneedsnosyt]

My Favorite Albums of August 2019

Here’s my monthly list of albums released in August I was feeling.

My Previous monthly lists from 2019: January, February, March, April, May, June, July

You can find my list from June of my favorite albums halfway through 2019 here

The Best:

Astrid S - Trust Issues Genre: Pop

Proof: Doing To Me / Someone New

AUGUST 08 - Happy Endings with an Astrisk Genre: R&B / Neo-Soul

Proof: Simple Pleasures (Feat. GoldLink) / Blood on My Hands (Feat, Smino)

Baby Rose - To Myself Genre: R&B / Soul

Proof: Borderline / Regrets

Bas - Spilled Milk 1 EP Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: Fried Rice (Feat. J.I.D.) / Nirvana (Feat. Falcons & B. Lewis)

Black Milk - DiVE Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: If U Say (Feat. BJ The Chicago Kid) / TYME

Blaq Tuxedo - Blaq Tuxedo Genre: R&B / Neo-Soul

Proof: 1am Watermelon / Jet Speed

Bon Iver - i,i Genre: Indie Pop / Experimental Folk

Proof: Hey, Ma / U (Man Like)

Boy Scouts - Free Company Genre: Indie Rock / Alternative

Proof: All Right / Cut It

BROCKHAMPTON - GINGER Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: NO HALO / DEARLY DEPARTED

Channel Tres - Black Moses Genre: House / R&B

Proof: Sexy Black Timberlake / Raw Power // Bonus: Sexy Black Timberlake (SG Lewis Remix)

Clairo - Immunity Genre: Indie Pop

Proof: Sofia / Feel Something // Bonus: SG Lewis & Clairo - Throwaway / Mura Masa & Clairo - I Don’t Think I Can Do This Again

Dabin - Wild Youth (The Remixes) Genre: Electronic / Future Bass / Dance

Proof: Part Time Lover (Crystal Skies Remix) Feat. Claire Ridgely / Alive (Trivecta Remix) Feat. RUNN

Electric Youth - Memory Emotion Genre: Synth-Pop / R&B / Electronic

Proof: The Life / thirteen

Friendly Fires - Inflorescent Genre: Synth-Pop / R&B / House

Proof: Heaven Let Me In / Sleeptalking

G Flip - About Us Genre: R&B / Pop

Proof: I Am Not Afraid / About You

half●alive - Now, Not Yet Genre: Synth-Pop / Indie Pop

Proof: steel feel. / arrow

HVDES - Stand Alone Complex EP Genre: Electronic / Dance

Proof: Akuma / Human

ILLENIUM - ASCEND Genre: Electronic / Future Bass / Dance

Proof: Good Things Fall Apart (Feat. Jon Bellion) / Gorgeous (w/ Blanke Feat. Bipolar Sunshine) // Bonus: Crashing (Rock Mafia Remix) Feat. Bahari / Pray (Sam Lamar Remix) Feat. Kameron Alexander / Good Things Fall Apart (Tiësto’s Big Room Remix) Feat. Jon Bellion

Jay Som - Anak Ko Genre: Indie Rock / Alternative

Proof: Superbike / Peace Out

Jidenna - 85 to Africa Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: 85 to Africa / Babouche (Feat. GoldLink)

Lana Del Rey - Norman Fucking Rockwell! Genre: Pop

Proof: Venice Bitch / Fuck it I love you & The greatest

Little Brother - May the Lord Watch Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: Everything / Black Magic (Make It Better)

Mabel - High Expectations Genre: R&B / Neo-Soul 

Proof: Don’t Call Me Up / Mad Love

Mac Ayers - Juicebox Genre: R&B / Neo-Soul / Funk

Proof: Shadows / Better

Marika Hackman - Any Human Friend Genre: Pop

Proof: the one / come undone

Missy Elliott - ICONOLOGY EP Genre: R&B / Hip Hop

Proof: Cool Off / Why I Still Love You

MURS, 9th Wonder & The Soul Collective - The Iliad is Dead and the Odyssey is Over Genre: Indie Hip Hop

Proof: Give Me a Reason / SIN

Olivia Nelson - Back to You EP Genre: R&B

Proof: Summertime / No Answer

Raphael Saadiq - Jimmy Lee Genre: R&B / Soul

Proof: Something Keeps Calling Me (Feat. Rob Bacon) / My Walk

Rapsody - Eve Genre: Hip Hop

Proof: Nina / Aaliyah

SAINt JHN - Ghetto Lenny’s Love Songs Genre: Hip Hop / R&B

Proof: Trap (Feat. Lil Baby) / Call Me After You Hear This

Shura - forevher Genre: Synth Pop / R&B

Proof: religion (u can lay your hands on me) / BKLYNLNDN // Bonus: BKLYLNDN (i-vu London Dub)

SiR - Chasing Summer Genre: R&B / Soul

Proof: You Can’t Save Me / Mood (Feat. Zacari)

Taylor Swift - Lover Genre: Pop

Proof: Lover / Afterglow

William Black - Pages Genre: Electronic / Dance

Proof: Dying Day (Feat. Prettyheartbreak) / Back Together (Feat. RUNN)

!!! - Wallop Genre: Synth-Pop / Dance

Proof: Serbia Dreams / $50 Million

Bonus:

A few albums I missed and a compilation album of one off singles by one of today’s biggest artist.

Curren$y & LNDN DRGS - Umbrella Symphony EP Genre: Hip Hop Released May 2019

Proof: Ghetto Gospel / Payback

Drake - Care Package [Compilation] Genre: Hip Hop / R&B Released September 2019

Proof: How Bout Now / Girls Love Beyoncé (Feat. James Fauntleroy)

Olivia Nelson - For You EP Genre: R&B Released August 2018

Proof: Hideaway / Smother Me

Tyla Yaweh - Heart Full of Rage Genre: Hip Hop / R&B Released February 2019

Proof: High Right Now / They Ain’t You

Others:

Abby Jasmine - Abbnormal EP, AJ Mitchell - Slow Dance EP, The Alchemist - Yacht Rock 2, Algee Smith - atl, A$AP Ferg - Floor Seats, Bazzi - Soul Searching, Bishop Nehru & Brady Watt - The Real Book, Vol. 1 EP, Black Belt Eagle Scout - At The Party With My Brown Friends, bLAck pARty - Endless Summer, Blank Mass - Animated Violence Mild, Blu & Damu The Fudgemunk - Ground & Water EP, Bun B - Bun B Day EP, Cousin Stizz - Trying to Find My Next Thrill, Chase & Status - RTRN: THE ORIGINALS EP, Christian French - bright side of the moon EP, Common - Let Love, Cross Record - Cross Record, Curren$y - Hot August Nights EP , Dame D.O.L.L.A. - Big D.O.L.L.A., Deb Never - House on Wheels EP, Dillon Nathaniel - Obsessions EP, Emmavie - Honeymoon, Emmavie - Stop the Tape EP, FLETCHER - you ruined new york city for me EP, Four Tet - Anna Painting EP, G&D - Black Love & War, G-Eazy - B-Sides EP, GRAFIX - Refuge EP, GRiZ - Bangers[2].zip EP, Headie One - Music x Road [Mixtape], Hope Tala - Sensitive Soul EP, Hoodie Allen - Whatever USA, HTRK - Venus in Leo, i_o - House of God EP, Isabella - 12 Angels, JackLNDN - Thoughts, Jezzy - TM104: The Legend of the Snowman, Joell Ortiz - Monday, Joseph Ray - Room 1.5 / Chem - Ex EP, Justine Skye - Bare With Me EP, Kayzo - Unleashed, Kevin George - My Darlings a Demon, Kingdom - EXTERRA, Vol. 1 EP, LICK - Dark Vibe Order, Little Boots - Jump EP, Lillie Mae - Other Girls, LV - Xcited, Lyfe Jennings - 777, Lynda Dawn - At First Light EP, Madeaux - Club Demons EP, MarMar Oso - Oso Different, Moksi - The Return of House Music, Nao Yoshioka - Undeniable, Navvy - The Breakup EP, Nick Catchdubs - Ufo, Obie Trice - The Fifth, Pete Yorn - Caretakers, PJ Morton - PAUL, P-LO - SHINE, Powers Pleasant - Life Is Beautiful EP, Quality Control - Control The Streets Volume 2, Ra Ra Riot - Superbloom, The Regrettes - How Do You Love?, Rick Ross - Port of Miami 2, SATICA - Dear April, Ily EP, The Score - Stay EP, Sheer Mag - A Distant Call, Sleater-Kinney - The Center Won’t Hold, Slum Village - The Source, Snoh Aalgra - Ugh, those feels again, Snoop Dogg - I Wanna Thank Me, Social House - Everything Changed… EP, Somos - Prison On A Hill, Tess Henley - Better EP, Tora - Can’t Buy the Mood, Trae tha Truth - Exhale, Tropical Fuck Storm - Braindrops, Valentino Khan - House Party EP, Various Artists - 13 Reasons Why (Season 3) [Music Inspired by the Netflix Series], Velvet Negroni - NEON BROWN, Whitney - Forever Turned Around, YACHT - Chain Tipping, Zo! - FourFront, 93PUNX - 93PUNX

[mikashisus]

GET HIM BACK !

social media au | kinich x fem!reader

SUMMARY: you’re drunk— drunker than you’ve ever been at a party, and without realizing, you curl up into the person closest to you. you didn’t get a good look at his face, but judging from the way your phone blew up the next morning, it was definitely someone you should’ve stayed away from. but now he has your contact somehow, and even your social media, and your best friend is yelling at you; because this is her ex. and now your parents are calling to get on your ass about your failed classes, and you realize you’ve dug yourself an even deeper grave.

STATUS: ongoing | TAGLIST: CLOSED. CWS: underage drinking, mentions of drugs and alcohol

🎧 — PROFILES ;

wasted bitches | performing arts losers | playlist

• ACT ONE: drunk walk home

01. i’m so fucked 02. chat save me 03. pack it up, scene squad 04. jimmy 05. coming clean 06. indebted 07. ayo soft launch ???? 08. walmart sherlock 09. planning 10. for tonia

• ACT TWO: get him back!

11. whores r us 12. hinge date 13. exes 14. get him back! 15. you’re losing me 16. like before 17. faking it 18. the return of jimmy 19. thinking (that’s never a good sign) 20. break 21. i’m sorry 22. settle our differences 23. maybe one day 24. closure 25. i promise

TAGLIST — ! @vxnuslogy @ughscara @scarasbaby @aries-afk @wystiix @keiiqq @grimreapersscythe @yourfavoritefreakyhan @3lectraheart @yuyuumi @lxkeeeee @sketcheeee @eternitywaveshello @aethenawhosp @coorwe @yukari1k @ashyiiy @bananasquash @darling-eos @kunikuzushis-darling @jiminscarmex @https-sourlimes @starlisposts @dumbkid4ever @minhosprettywife @xxvoidgrangerxx @fandomfan-102 @ivana013-blog @cherrybb-ily @siomairice135 @gabirii @angelkazusstuff @aioniela @shadowdarkleonidascrusade @vi0let-writes @lxry-chxn @achy-boo @whose-lozerrr @aether-darling @tamikahoshiko @kazuhaiku @illu-fu @kascar-chronicle

NOTES: pretty sure i was tipsy when i came up with the brilliant idea of writing about how my life is going to shit LOL (that shot of straight vodka fucked me up real good). half of this is based off my own experiences of almost failing out of uni + having 3 breakdowns within my first week this semester then going out to a party and having 4 drinks bc fuck it we ball LMAO. gonna be honest, half the cast is drunk 24/7 😭😭

© 2024 mikashisus. do not plagiarize, copy, repost, feed to ai, or translate my works to any other platforms.

[borntragcdy-blog]

@multitm gets a starter because ily

           ↪ MAGGIE ESMERELDA && JIMMY DARLING

▌█ ∵   🔮 ∵ █ ▌ It felt like jelly thicker than expected, as pale digits clutched dark fabric. Like drops of rain crimson colour was absorbed and held. But with chase potential and life in danger it was as if she was living a horror story, things had been so well and previous brush of death was saved. Now, it was her turn to don the label. Pressing paled fingers to side before knowing next place to go. It was not a hard guess, two peas in a pod they were, as if something rip from pages of a romance novel compared to what was happening in moment.  If fear could be document it would be a film by now, with Elsa in hollywood, but now she had to focus. Things fading fast but she would be alright. And as if by grace of a mystic body came colliding with another. Blood clad finger reaching forward, balance held by grasping other jacket. Familar fabric under fingers confirmed hopes, after what felt like hours upon hours of searching though only a handful of minutes. Urgency followed words like danger potentially followed her. ❝ Jimmy! It’s--- It’s Dandy, He’s, he is massacring them, the--- others we need to do something❞ Guilt washed over body before features became that of sadness and bottom lip quivered. It was her fault, it was all her fault. She had read him before, Dandy had come to see her she had seen a blood drenched future and had decided to lie to him. It faded in bliss with Jimmy, with the show and her work thriving, but now, now it was her fault. ❝ I read him--- I knew this would happen, it was my fault. Oh, Jimmy! I’m so sorry.❞

[averyonelovesjack]

secret santa ~ jonah marais

requested: yes

HI darling I know your busy and it's no rush but I really love your writing and I thought this would be cute for the holidays. You can do any of the boys but I was thinking Jonah. If you could write about the reader being friends with the boys and doing a secret Santa. The the boy she likes (he likes her back but she doesn't know) gets her and knows exactly what to get her, like something she really wanted and then they talk and get together after they exchange gifts, sorry that's confusing Ily❤

summary: when getting the guy she’s in love with for secret santa, y/n struggles to find an idea for a gift. skip to secret santa and this guy has gotten her the present that she wanted most. 

warning(s): cursing (maybe)

word count: 2044

author’s note: thank you you’re so sweet! i love this idea and enjoyed working on it. hope you love it:)) also i was very far in before i realized that this was that he gets her and not they get each other, so i hope it’s not too cliche that they both got each other (does that count as a spoiler?)

My fingertips trailed over the small piece of paper that was folded oh so neatly as i watched the other boys run around the room, trying to hide who they’d gotten from each other. A smile appeared on my face as i looked towards my personal favorite (although i’d never admit that aloud) stood calmly in the corner of the room, opening his little slip with a smile. The other boys were loud and chased each other, trying to sneak a peak at each other’s paper in attempt to figure out what each person had them. Jonah however, just stood there quietly, content with who he’d gotten and i could practically see that he was thinking about the things he’d get for whoever his person was.

As I got into a safe place, I took a seat at the table, opening the little piece of paper. My heart skipped a beat when i read the sloppily, but neater than most, writing that said jonah. I tried my best to keep a poker face, sure that someone would catch on after i’d given him the present if i smiled widely. jack came up behind me and started to say something before i covered his mouth and quickly threatened into his ear, “say something and i swear to god you won’t live long enough to get a damn present” 

jonah laughed at my words as i blushed, “this is why we keep you around, y/n” 

i bit hard on the inside of my lip, smiling at the boy sheepishly as i removed my hand from jack’s mouth and the curly haired boy stared at me with a look of fear. throughout this past year, i’d grown very fond of these boys. after meeting jonah through a small accident where he’d accidentally spilled coffee on my shirt, he’d introduced me to these boys. we’d all grown close to each other due to my ability to bond to each of them in different ways.

with jack, i had a similar sense of humor. we could spend hours together and be laughing the entire time. zach and i bonded purely over the fact that we both god red very easily. he always had rosy cheeks and jonah took quick notice to my constant blushing. this led for many jokes to be targeted towards us and we took comfort in the fact that we were together in that. corbyn and i were very close in a sibling relationship. he’d look after me and i’d look after him. very protective, he was, but always in the best way. daniel liked to play guitar for me when i would sing with him. it was rare that i’d sing, since i never felt like i had the ability to go places with my voice, but danny brought me out of my shell and would play and sing with me ever since the beginning.

and then there was jonah. he and i bonded over our shared love for coffee and coffee shops. we’d very easily gotten along and he was the sweetest thing in the entire world. even if he’d always just been my best friend, he treated me like a queen and put me before him. we could always be together and never get sick of each other.

despite my very high quality relationships with these boys, it was honestly an amazing surprise to be included in a secret santa with them. i’d suggested it jokingly weeks before, but today i showed up and jonah was very prepared to do it with my suggestion. 

now i’m stuck getting a kick ass gift for the boy i was in love with, without making it seem like i was in love with him.

I pounded my fists on the door of the house, getting over the nerves that had traveled through my body all week. It was too late to regret the present i’d finally decided on and at the end of the day, jonah either likes it or he doesn’t. And there was no way for me to truly know how he felt about it. 

A smiley Corbyn opened the door and i walked in to find a bunch of bags lined up on the table. They were all pretty large so it was almost difficult to fit my equally large one up there. Jack was sitting on the couch, eating some cereal when i walked into the living room. Zach was scrolling through something on his phone and Jonah was sipping his damn coffee mug. I found some comfort in that, for an odd reason.

“y/n’s here!!!” Zach yelled loudly, making me wince with the extremities of the noises coming from most of the boys as i hugged them. I sat down in between Daniel and Jonah, resting my head on Daniel’s shoulder tiredly.

“y/n the day has just begun. you cannot possibly be tired yet” danny informed me and i let out a muffled chuckle.

i disagreed, “i’m exhausted” 

Jonah motioned for me to take a sip of his coffee as i stared at him, “here have some. it’ll wake you up” 

i playfully rolled my eyes, taking a sip of the beautifully blended coffee and handing the mug back to him, “thanks” 

“want me to get you some?” he asks, “there’s a little left i think” 

“no, it’s fine. thank you though” i smiled a little bit. 

corbyn walked into the room a few moments later, all the bags basically covering him as he passed them out to each deserving person. we hadn’t any idea who’d gotten us yet.

before opening my own present, i watched jonah open his. it wasn’t one specific thing that i’d gotten him. it was an assortment of things that connected the two of us: coffee. i bought him several different kinds that i previously knew he loved, as well as two new mugs that were cute and funny, and then a fifty dollar starbucks giftcard. it was a little over the price limit, but that didn’t matter to me. it was the fact that he would like it, maybe, and that it had to do with the way we’d met originally.

i watched as jonah’s eyes lit up, his hands lifting each gift out of the bag and i giggled as he took the items, looking around the room for the giver, “holy shit. who had me?” 

a smile appeared on my face as i raised my hand a little bit and he slid over, wrapping his arms around my body sloppily.

“god, you know me so well y/n” he told me which made my heart flutter. i looked at him with a smile and then he looked at me as if to tell me to look down at my bag and see what was inside.

i reached into the bag, pulling out two things. my eyes blinked several times, trying to determine if this moment was real or not. my fingers traced over the lettering on the back of the jersey and i couldn’t even think in that moment. had one of these boys spent their own money on a new york rangers jersey, specifically a jimmy vesey jersey? had they really known me well enough to see that even though i’d never ask for it, that i’d wanted a jersey for the boy i’d been fond of since his rookie season last year? and on top of that, there was an adorable pair of fuzzy slippers on the bottom of the bag.

“who the fuck got me a jersey?” i room was filled with voices as everyone tried to determine who’d gotten them what they wanted.

“do you like it?” i heard the nervousness in Jonah’s voice as i turned breathlessly to face him.

i couldn’t even do anything but tackle him, pulling his body close to mine, “how the hell did you know?” 

jonah laughed a little bit after i’d whispered that into his ear and he spoke as we separated, “i know how much you love him. it just seemed like something you’d like” 

“jonah, these jerseys are way over the budget” i told him, “these are fucking expensive” 

“well i don’t mind spending a little extra on you, y/n” he smiled a little bit as i shook my head in disbelief. had this boy really spend nearly $200 on a jersey for me?

“you are the absolute best” i hugged him again and he chuckled.

“i mean, you got me like a million freaking things”Jonah smiled, looking at me. 

“yeah but they were small things” i defended.

“still good things though” he reminded, “and it refers to our relationship” 

“built primarily on coffee” we chime at the same time, letting laughs leave our mouths.

My entire body was filled with exhaustion as I grabbed my bag from the table in the dining room, ready to leave the house after a long day. It was a nice day, without a doubt, but tomorrow is Christmas Eve and I have many gifts to wrap still which means that I need some time.

“don’t go yet,” Jack’s voice rang through the house as I fed him a smile. 

I couldn’t help but playfully roll my eyes, “i’ll see you guys tomorrow” 

“why don’t you ever just stay here?” Daniel asks, “you literally go home to come back here in like eight hours” 

I giggle, “well then i’d have to find somewhere to wrap your presents” 

“have fun at home!” Zach’s voice was full of excitement as he realized what was in it for him with me going home, “see you tomorrow” 

“see you guys tomorrow” I waved and as I turned around I felt a hand on the small of my back, guiding me.

“i’ll walk you out” 

i smiled up at Jonah and opened the door, letting him follow me out until we’d reached my car that sat in the top of the driveway, shining under the outdoor lights that Jonah had installed primarily since it was always dark when I left.

“thank you again for the present,” i smiled at Jonah, turning so that i was facing him before i even opened the door to my car.

“it’s no problem, seriously,” He told me, “i’m glad it as something that you liked”

I nodded my head, “it feels good knowing that someone can know me well enough to get me something that i didn’t even ask for and nail it. i don’t know if that makes sense”

i blushed but jonah chuckled, understanding, “it does,” he looked at me and after a moment of silence, “hey, before you go i’ve got a question” 

“shoot,” i fluttered my eyelashes up at him.

he took in a deep and unsteady breath, “i guess, it’s harder to plan than to actually say it,” i laughed with him a little bit as he tried again, “what i’m trying to say, i guess, is that i’ve liked you for a while now and i kept shying away from telling you” 

i couldn’t stop my mind from racing with happiness as i gave him a sly smirk, “and the question is?” 

“can we do something about it?” he came up with, understanding in that moment that he hadn’t need any fear about what this would end as. It may not have been clear before, but Jonah was someone that I really, really liked and i’d do everything to be with him.

I stood on my toes, grabbing his face with my two hands, placing a sweet kiss on his soft lips. His arms snaked around my waist, supporting my back as I reached towards his very tall body. Before we released, i couldn’t help but smile. I stared at him with love visible in my eyes, “let’s” 

“i’d like to take you out on a date,” Jonah informs me.

I gave him another blush and a smile, “i’d like to take you up on that request” 

he let out a quiet laugh at my mocking response, kissing my lips one final time before allowing me to get into my car and wave. I backed out of the driveway with a smile on my face, very excited about seeing him again tomorrow. 

[tommydarlings]

Fell for you ( and the floor ) ↬ t.h

A/N: Sorry for this short crap :( Hope you still like it! I got the idea when i watched their interview and i thought it would be funny hehe. anyway, enjoy! :) ily,liz <3 

pairing: Tom Holland x reader 

warnings: one swear word

w/c: 0.4k

Requests: OPEN 

Summary: What will Jimmy fallon and Tom think when y/n y/l/n aka. Tom´s girlfriend suddenly burst in Tom´s interview at Jimmy´s tonight show? 

masterlist || taglist || requests || blurb event

„It was an amazing but tough experience!“ Tom laughed into the camera as he answerd jimmy´s question about his new movie cherry.

„But you still liked working on this movie right?“ Jimmy asked through the laptop.

„Of course! My girlfriend helped me a lot when i snapped at the Russo brothers or other people on set! Without her, i probably wouldn´t be able to sit here right now“ Tom answerd.

„Is she with you right now?“ Jimmy asked with a sparke of hope in his eyes.

„She´s not here, i mean in the same room, but we rent a house here and she´s at home, yeah“

„So she helped you a lot throught the hard and tough times while filming cherry?“

„Yes! Like i already said, without her i probably wouldn´t have been able to finish the movie because i maybe would left the set without another word and never came back, honestly!“ Tom said with a proud smile in the camera of his laptop.

„That´s lovley to hear Thomas-„

„Tommy, i´m bored- oh shit“ i said as i entert he room and saw tom infront of the laptop where jimmy fallon´s face was on.

„Darling, please not right now“ he said in a tiny but sweet voice.

„Of course, i´m so sorry to interrupt your-„

But before i could finish sentence, i tripped over my own foot and fell with my face forward onto the hard floor.

„Shit princess, you okay?“ my Boyfriend said as he stood up from his chair and helped me up.

„Yeah, i´m alright-„ before i could finish my sentence, jimmy fallon´s loud voice interrupted me.

„YOUR NOT WEARING ANY PANTS TO MY INTERVIEW THOMAS?!“ he yelled trought the laptop.

„God tom“ i whisperd in a quiet voice to my man who is sitting on the chair infront of his laptop again.

„Hehe, well…yeah?“ he answerd nervously.

„That´s…unbelieveble“ Jimmy answerd with a tiny laugh into the camera.

„Sorry for interrupting again and goodbye, have a nice time bubu and don´t spoil anything!“ i yelled before i closed the door and went to the kitchen.

„So sorry for this…and the no pant´s thing“ Tom laughed into the camera.

Jimmy still looked a little bit shooked, but answerd after a while to Tom,

„The no pant´s thing isn´t a problem for me, you have sexy legs-„

„Oh my god jimmy, stop!“

„No honestly! You have really beautiful legs! Y/n is very lucky to have a boyfriend with sexy legs!“

„Oh my god, help me“ Tom laughed.

„Okay, i stop...But you should maybe shave them tho“

„Jimmy!“

-`ღ´- ᶫᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ -`ღ´-

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