#lovely anon 💕

[conjuring-ghouls]

Hey, I'm a rather new Ghost fan and I hope it's okay that I come here in your asks for this, but is Tobias Forge autistic? I saw some memes about this but no actual source, so I'm very confused rn if it's real or not. Thanks in advance!🥰

Hi, anon!!

First of all welcome to the fandom!

And of course it's alright 🥹 please always feel free to hit my ask box or DMs and ask whatever you want!

Even though we didn't get a full confirmation, he did describe his world as being "semi-autistic" in an interview once, so I think most of us took it as a sign that he indeed is!

You can watch this interview here.

[lexa-griffins]

I adored every single backstory behind why farm Lexa pressed each flower in her journal 🥹 I really loved the small detail you added of how her handwriting evolved over time from a nervous teenager to a grandma. You're such an amazing writer lovely 💕

There are so much more flowers pressed in that journal than the ones I've talked about. There's a whole life lived in those pressed flowers that might seem almost ordinary to some people. There are no flowers there from big travels, no flowers from grand gestures of love.

But they are the flowers that colored her life.

The ones Clarke gifted her with a smile on her face that made Lexa melt, the ones her babies would place on her lap with tiny hands and a "he'e mommy!". Its the flowers that bloom when her children are born and the ones they love the most, is the flowers from Saige's wedding bouquet and the ones Skie had in his pocket when his wife walked down the aisle. Its the flower Madi had on her hair when her and her wife when to the registry office to signed their marriage papers. Is the flowers in purple white yellow and black that Willow gives Lexa when they came out as non binary. Is the mess of flowers Aden asks Lexa to help him with so he can ask a boy out.

The flowers when Saige tells them she's pregnant. The small bouquet Lexa arranges for when they meet their step grandson.

When Fish passes away.

The flowers Clarke still gets her from the market at 60, the same daisies she offered her when they were 16.

And the hand writing is a reflection on that. Of a woman growing and living. In her last entry her hand was so shaky you can barely read what it says.

Clarke knows tho. The petals that are stuck to the page are from the last rose Clarke gave her. Which means Lexa got off from the bed when she was already weak just so she could press and keep the very last flower her wife ever gave her. Clarke thought Lexa had barely seen the red rose but seeing it there.

Lexa loved her until her last breath :')

(Thank you so much 🥺🩷🩷🩷🩷)

[anon-germany]

Patron Saint if Pokémon Knowledge.

Awww~

I don't have THAT much knowledge,

but enough to help my friends and make them happy 🥰

Thank you very much!

[onlyyouexisthere]

Do you realise how annoying your self reblogs are?

Do you realise you can unfollow me?

[f1ck-em-all]

Yeah, whether it was Russell or Hamilton who won I'm just happy that it happened without no drama between them. With the Alpine and Redbull drama ( also Ferrari I guess with Charles begging ) going on it's just nice to see teammates getting on and not fighting about who get what positions. And Bottas giving Zhou advice was so wholesome as well.

Exactly this!! We have three teams essentially imploding on the grid from in-team drama and trying to manufacture artificial drama in Merc is truly just drama for the sake of drama, I don’t see the point in it! Let them be, Lewis may not be externally thrilled but ultimately we don’t know what he’s thinking, and I’m just happy to see Merc finally where they should be, getting a 1-2 even with incidents during the race

[aikatoru]

Hello!! Really hope you’ve been having a nice week so far. Just wondering, since I’ve heard a lot of fic writers listen to music and get ideas from the lyrics, do you write with/through music too?

Love your stuff, just curious about your inspirations

Hi Dear Nonnie💕

Thank you for coming by and being so polite!! Yes I am aware of some writers taking inspiration from music. However as a singer I can’t really listen while I write, I would lose focus and end up singing instead! While I do draw inspiration from certain lyrics to certain songs I don’t listen to them while writing.

Where I draw my inspiration comes from me brainstorming, most of the time an idea hits me and I just have to pen it down. But it’s important to take note that my ideas may come from many years of watching countless tv, movies, music videos, listening to all kinds of songs and reading books.

And sometimes I take inspiration from other fic writers on here too! Sometimes when I get off of something and I’m still in that high I would write a fic based on my feelings.

I hope this answers your question!! Again thank you so much for stopping by and for this insightful question 🫶

Anons like you are what makes us writers feel loved and appreciated 💕

[sigelfire]

Here's my anon contribution for your inbox: Thank you for all your Diego Luna posts! I hope you have a nice week ❤️

Hi dear Anon!

Ooohhh Diego 😍 My very pleasure!

Thank you!!!

Hope you have a nice week too ❤️

[fruitbythefoot7]

I’m fond of u btw <3

RAHBSKANSKNANAA eeeee thank you so much 💓💖💞💕💖💞💖💖💞

[baby-yongbok]

Hiii I was wondering if you could do fake texts of “skz when they find out from another ember you like them” have an amazing day and thankyou for all your work❤️

❤️ SKZ!Fake Texts - Finding out that you have a crush on them from someone else❤️

Genre: Fluff with some spice

✨️Masterlist✨️

Warnings: Seungmin's texts are suggestive for just a split second, Playful mentions of wanting to unalive yourself, playful mention of planning to unalive or fight the members, Jisung is cringe asf

Chan

Lee Know/ Minho

Changbin

Hyunjin

Han Jisung

Felix

Seungmin

I.N/ Jeongin

[conjuring-ghouls]

Your gifs are always so clear and beautiful so I wanted to say thank you so much for taking the time to make them. It is “thank a gif maker day” after all. Like, officially. I totally just didn’t make it up. But even if I did it doesn’t matter because you deserve all the thanks 😊

Anon, you've made a shitty day a thousand times better 🥺 I'm so happy you like my gifs, especially cause I can be overly self-critical about them most of the times. Thank you so much for sending me this and for all your sweet words, asks like these literally mean so much to me! 💕

[lexa-griffins]

Hi lovely 💕 I absolutely loved your Valentine's Day headcanon for your seven minutes in heaven clexa 🥰 I loved how simple yet deeply romantic their date night was. I found it so sweet how Lexa created a giant fort for their soft night where they just reiterated how head over heels they are for each other 🥹 I laughed when Clarke brought out the special condoms too and Lexa found them to be absolutely cute. They are so in love with each other 🥹

Like you said, they are still in their honeymoon phase with each other where their relationship is perfect and strong. However, I know you really love adding angst to your stories so may I ask what angst you have planned for our two lovebirds that may pop the bubble? Maybe they have their first fight with each other over something trivial? They make a big deal over it because they're still teenagers and don't know how to properly communicate yet

I think you mentioned in an earlier ask about Lexa getting annoyed that she's not climaxing during sex and feels that sex is now just a chore to get Clarke off. I love this idea where Lexa starts to believe that sex is becoming too one-sided now since Clarke still has trouble lasting long enough. Lexa doesn't want to hurt her girlfriend's feelings and confidence that she's "bad at sex" but after several months together, she was hoping that Clarke would improve but that clearly isn't the case. Lexa doesn't know how to bring this up to Clarke without implying the obvious and ruining what they have.

Do you have any headcanons on how this may play out? I love nerd Clarke and popular Lexa but I want to see them suffer a tiny bit 🤏

Heya 🥰 so glad you enjoyed it! I think if Lexa was to take Clarke out somewhere too public she'd probably get a little overwhelmed and the blanket fort was too adorable to pass on!

The angst /will/ be about that last part! While they do have little petty fights they are both really good at taking a little space between them and apologizing. Most of the time its something so small it takes them no longer than half an hour of silence before they are all over each other and saying sorry for whatever it was they did.

But sex is a very sensitive topic for Clarke, she kind of shuts down and gets really defensive over it. They barely talk about it, which to Lexa can be a little awkward because she is pretty sex positive and would prefer to just be honest about things and work on solving them while Clarke always takes everything a little too personally. And while Lexa loves to have sex with Clarke she does think Clarke got too comfortable with Lexa not minding not cumming during it. And Clarke knows and is good at eating her out and fingering her but Lexa is starting to not enjoy the idea that her orgasm is foreplay for actual sex or that Clarke seems to be kind of rushing her to cum so she can get inside of her. Lexa doesnt have any questions that Clarke loves her but at some point either Lexa says something that might make Clarke feel horrible about herself and her capabilities at sex or the further they go into this relationship the harder it will be for Lexa to say something without sounding like she's getting bored of her.

And admittedly, Lexa should have waited for a better time to bring it up, when they are perhaps dressed and clear minded and not with an annoyed huff right after Clarke cums that she immediately regrets once Clarke looks at her with the biggest puppy dog eyed expression. The volley season is about to start and Lexa is just frustrated with things. So when Clarke asks her whats wrong Lexa sighs and tells her how she wishes sex wasnt so one sided as it is right now... and like she expected, Clarke immediately starts to recoil, grabbing a pillow to hide her crotch and trying to hide herself. And that kind of annoys Lexa. She loves Clarke so much, she's been trying to hard to make her feel beautiful and wonderful and all she's asking is for this one little thing.

But like you said, they are kids and they sometimes dont know how to communicate. And Lexa, in her frustration, says something she really shouldn't... "Costia always made me cum."

Clarke is collecting her clothes and getting dressed trying not to cry while Lexa, usually the one who puts on a brave face, has tears rolling down her eyes and is begging Clarke to understand that shes not saying shes bad at sex or that she wishes she was like Costia, not at all! She loves Clarke and she wouldn't trade her for the world. All Lexa wants is to not feel so taken for granted.

That makes Clarke slow down before grabbing her phone. Has she been taking Lexa for granted? It always felt Lexa knew so much more about relationships and sex that Clarke should be the one given leeway to learn but shit, did Clarke really decide the entire relationship should be focused on her?

She can think when Lexa is looking at her naked and crying, she just wants to go home and be alone. But she doesnt want Lexa to think this is her running away. So she steps closer to her and kisses her forehead. Clarke hates the way Lexa sobs when she does. Fuck, this love shit is hard. "Ill call you tomorrow okay?"

Lexa nods, knowing trying to prevent her from leaving will only result in them actually fighting in a way that will only lead to screaming, "okay. I love you." She sobs again when clarke doesnt say it back.

The next morning instead of feeling ready to face Lexa, Clarke is pissed. Why hadnt Lexa said anything earlier?! Has Lexa only been pretending she likes sex with her? Clarke really was stupid to think she'd ever be able to keep Lexa happy and satisfied for long. So, she goes to Raven, expecting her to agree with her, after all, Raven isnt even the biggest Lexa fan.... she did not expect to get almost yelled at by her and told to get her head out of her ass.

"That girl loves you Clarke, dont be fucking dense. She didnt say you dont know how to use your dick or that you suck at sex, all she asked was for you to think of her as much as she thinks of you!"

The way Murphy nods his head without looking away from his phone only makes Clarke feel more like an asshole.

Clarke catches Lexa just as she's coming back from practice and unlocking her front door. Lexa feels sorry for her the second she sees her, looking like a kicked puppy begging for forgiveness, "can we talk?"

Once in Lexa's room, they both sit on opposite sides of it, Lexa awkwardly on the bed while Clarke turns nervously on the desk chair. They have not been awkward with each other since that day at the party and this feels so uncomfortable for the both of them. Lexa wants to go and hug Clarke and ask her to forget about what she said. She just wants to kiss Clarke and have this behind them because she has never felt as miserable as she felt in the past 16 hours.

"Clarke, im sorry-"

"No, /im/ sorry. I should be the one apologizing. I know you day i do that too much but its warranted here. Ive been so wrapped in my own head wanting to get better at sex and instead of focusing on what i could better to make you feel good ive just been focusing on what made me feel good." Lexa is shocked by how sincere Clarke is. No fake excuses, no defensiveness, just admission of what she did wrong, "i havent been a very good girlfriend i dont think. But if you still want me as one, I promise I'll do better. I dont want to lose you Lexa..." shes crying now, staring at Lexa like if she breaks up with her she'll lose her reason to breathe.

Lexa is on her lap in a flash, leaving kisses all over her face until Clarke cracks a smile, "im sorry i didnt say anything before and chose such a fucking terrible moment to say anything I was mad, and frustrated and-" clarke interrupts her rambling with a kiss and Lexa quickly loses herself on it.

As they pull away Clarke smiles, "you have nothing to apologize for babe"

"Thats usually my line, isnt it?"

"Yeah well, we clearly have to start switching things up around here."

Lexa chuckles and leans in for a kiss before she is suddenly lifted from the chair by Clarke, her kegs immediately coming to wrap around her waist

"Speaking of switching it up," Lexa laughs as she's playfully thrown onto her bed, Clarke climbing on top of her and smashing their faces together for a kiss, hands quickly reaching for the band of Lexa's shorts, "im hungry 😏"

[anon-germany]

My opinion of you is that you’re very huggeable and cute - and I’ve seen pictures so you cannot refute me ❤️

So you are one of the insiders who know my looks 👀👀👀

But I happily take this compliment 💕✨

I promised someone to not deny anymore (or at least not that often) that I am cute >.>

Please feel a big hug from little me and have a fantastic day~ 💖

[gojonanami]

i LOVE the idea of satoru's child just babbling nonsense and satoru going along with it LMAO

omg yes, walking in with the laundry basket and you hear babbling — not an unusual noise — but it isn’t your kid, it’s your husband.

“uh huh, bababa nanana,” satoru is nodding along, “I know I can’t believe mama did that,”

“Babababa! Wawawa, ah!” Your kid is pouting, looking up Satoru, as he nods even more emphatically, spouting more gibberish.

You chuckle, and it catches his attention, “what’s so funny sweetheart?” His lips curling in a small smile, “ever seen two intellectuals have a conversation?”

“More like two conspiracists sounding their complaints,” you walk over, sitting next to satoru, “isn’t that right, baby?” And your baby lights up, holding out arms for you to take them into your lap, “looks like you lost your partner, what to do?” You grin.

Satoru pouts before smiling slowly at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “good thing I have my favorite partner right here — and you put up with all my nonsense,” and he kisses your lips, flashing his wedding band, “it’s required.”

[heartbreak-sandwich]

Hear me out on this one! A cute secret date turn relationship with Billy x fem reader. He doesn’t want people like his dad or Tommy getting in the way with his time with his girlfriend. You can write it however you pls!

Hope you like that idea, thank you 😊

Hiiiii!!! I’m sorry this sat in my inbox for so long!! I’m finally catching up on all of my requests, and this one is so cute! I really appreciate your patience, and I hope you like it! We're feeling fluffy with this one today 💕 | Master List 📖

You weren’t sure what a date with Billy Hargrove would entail. You had heard the rumors about the new King of Hawkins High – how he took a different girl home every week, and his sleek, blue Camaro was permanently parked out at Lover’s Lake. You were shocked that Friday when you were alone in the auditorium running through light cues, and Billy approached you.

“Tommy’s not here,” you called to him as he walked down one of the aisles. Tommy Hagan had been charged with sweeping up the auditorium during the lunch hour for two weeks after playing what he thought was a harmless prank on a freshman on the basketball team, and you were sure Billy had come looking for him.

“Is it just you in here?” His question caught you off guard, but you tried not to let it distract you from your work.

“Yeah. Did you need something?” Billy sat down in the chair next to you, and you finally looked up from your stack of cue sheets to see his signature smirk and cerulean eyes, deep like the ocean. You could smell his spiced aftershave, a hint of cigarette smoke, and the cool aroma of winterfresh gum as he leaned in closer to you.

“I just came to see if you’re free tonight.” Billy smacked his gum as he rested an arm over the back of your chair, awaiting your answer. You froze, unsure if this was a mistake or some kind of cruel joke.

“What for?” You searched his expression for any clues as to what he might be thinking, but it was unchanging.

“To go out,” he answered nonchalantly. Your breath caught in your chest, and crimson heat crept up to your cheeks.

“Like…on a date?” He had to have noticed your blushing and the perplexing look on your face, but he kept his cool completely.

“Of course.” He beamed, his blinding smile causing your stomach to erupt into butterflies.

“With you?!” Billy’s exterior cracked slightly with that question. He looked offended, almost irritated, and he started to fidget with something in his pocket.

“Look, if you don’t want to –”

“No!” You cut him off in a hurry. “No, it’s not that at all. It’s just –” He looked intently into your eyes as you tried to find the right words to explain your bewilderment. “I guess I didn’t think I was really your type.”

Billy chuckled and looked down at his shoes before meeting your eyes once more. “Well, I guess there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I’ll pick you up at, say, 8 o’clock?” The voice in your head was screaming don’t do it; you know better, but everything else in your body reacted in the complete opposite fashion.

“Sure,” you agreed softly. Billy smiled once more before standing up from his chair, taking smooth strides toward the auditorium’s exit.

“See you tonight,” he called over his shoulder, never looking back. You heard the door close after him, and all you could do was stare wide-eyed at the wall while you tried to process what had just happened.

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Of course he brought you to some random clearing in the woods. You were sure he was either about to murder you or try to get laid, and you couldn’t decide which one was worse. You assumed a date would occur somewhere conventional, like the movies, a restaurant, or the mall – not here at…an overlook? You tried not to let your apprehension show as Billy shifted his car into park.

“Well, here we are,” he declared, opening the driver’s side door and climbing out of the car into the chill of the starry night. You were surprised again when you heard the passenger door opening just a few seconds later, and he helped you out of your seat, steadying you on the uneven ground.

“Where is here, exactly?”

“I’ll show you; come here. And be careful. There’s a lot to trip over out here in the dark,” he warned. That didn’t make you feel any better about the possibility of being murdered, but you didn’t have much choice but to hold onto his arm as he led you to a guard rail at the top of the overlook.

“Wow,” you murmured. Every single light throughout the town of Hawkins was visible from where the two of you stood, and it was absolutely breathtaking. You had never seen so many shooting stars, and the deep navy sky was littered with sparkling clusters which were usually totally camouflaged under the umbrella of downtown’s streetlamps.

“You like it?” Billy sounded hopeful, like he actually cared whether his choice pleased you, and you nodded. He let out a small sigh of relief, and he slowly took your hand from his arm, interlacing your fingers together. The setting was more romantic than you had expected, and you couldn’t shake the nagging thoughts in the back of your mind that something was still amiss.

What if he had taken you here just so no one would see you together?

What if he was ashamed to be with you?

“Billy?” The anxiety in your voice must have been obvious because you felt him tense up beside you.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing at all,” you half lied. “This is amazing. It’s just – are you embarrassed to be seen with me?”

“What?” The hurt in his tone tugged on your heartstrings. “No…no, why would you think that?” His other hand covered the top of yours, and he turned to face you. You could hardly make out his features in the dim glow of the city lights below you, but you could feel his concern tainting the atmosphere.

“I guess I expected a date to be somewhere more public. And when you took me to a hideout in the mountains, I was worried it was because you didn’t want anyone to know we were together,” you admitted, avoiding his eye contact. His warm hands squeezed yours just a little tighter.

“Hey, look at me,” he soothed. “That’s not what this is. I didn’t want anyone to interrupt us. I wanted to be alone, just the two of us, so we could talk. You know, have real conversations. I’m so tired of my dad, my coaches, Tommy, Troy, and everyone else breathing down my neck, criticizing every decision I make.” Billy cupped the side of your face, grazing your cheek with his thumb. “I don’t want anyone getting in the way of something that could be really, really good for me.”

Your scarlet flush returned at his reassurance. You never would have dreamed Billy could be so gentle, so emotional. But he wanted to be here with you, marveling at this beauty, and it was the start of something wonderful.

“I believe you. I’m sorry for assuming. I’m just not used to things like this,” you whispered. He closed the distance between you so that your noses were touching, and you could feel his breath against your lips – a cool, winterfresh breeze.

“Do you want to be together? Like, as a couple?” Billy almost seemed nervous to ask you, but you were elated, answering him without wasting another second.

“Yes. Of course, yes.” You couldn’t stifle your grin. You felt sunshine in your chest, and you didn’t know what else to say in that moment, but everything felt perfect.

Billy leaned in slowly, his lips connecting with yours in the sweetest of first kisses. Time slowed as the two of you connected, and nothing else mattered while you basked in his warmth, stars showering overhead as the town of Hawkins slipped into a slumber below you.

[sigelfire]

Hi I love your blog

Thank you!!! I am very happy to share what I like and most of all, when that things are appreciated by others. So, thanks for brightening my day! 💖