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Beginners (2010) dir. Mike Mills
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Beginners (2010)
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"We didn't go to this war. We didn't have to hide to have sex. Our good fortune allowed us to feel a sadness that our parents didn't have time for and a happiness that I never saw with them."
Beginners (2010) dir. Mike Mills
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michelada12 · 1 year
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Compilation of spooky movies I found interesting 🩶Some were funny, others were traumatizing.
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Beginners
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carolineworld · 2 years
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ALL THE BOOKS I’VE READ IN 2022
I’m so late to this but here it is :)
JANUARY:
A Kiss For A Kiss by Helena Hunting 5 ⭐
Fix Her Up by Tessa Bailey 2⭐
Ugly Love by Coleen Hoover  2⭐
From Lukov With Love by Mariana Zapata 5⭐
The Hardest Fall by Ella Maise 5⭐
FEBRUARY:
Corrupt by Penelope Douglas 2⭐
Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas 4′5⭐
Hideaway by Penelope Douglas 4⭐
All Rhodes Lead Here by Mariana Zapata 4⭐
Piso Para Dos (The Flatshare) by Beth O’Leary 4′5⭐
The Intimacy Experiement by Rosie Danan 3′25⭐
Neon Gods by Katee Roberts 5⭐
Addicted To You by Kristina and Becca Ritchie 2⭐
Terms And Conditions by Lauren Asher 5⭐
MARCH:
Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas 3′75⭐
Conclave by Penelope Douglas 3′5⭐
Ricochet by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  4⭐
Addicted For Now by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Hook, Line And Sinker by Tessa Bailey 5⭐
Kiss The Sky by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Hothouse Flower by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Fire Night  by Penelope Douglas 3⭐
Thrive by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  4′75⭐
Addicted After All by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Fuel The Fire by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Long Way Down by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Some Kind Of Perfect by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Sweet Temptation by Cora Reilly 4′75 ⭐
Bound By Honor by Cora Reilly 1′75 ⭐
Bound By Hatred by Cora Reilly 3′75 ⭐
The Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang 3 ⭐
APRIL:
Todo Lo Que Nunca Fuimos by Alice Kellen 2 ⭐
Mr. Masters by TJ. Swan  3 ⭐
Todo Lo Que Somos Juntos by Alice Kellen 3′5 ⭐
Mr. Spencer by TJ. Swan  3 ⭐
Electric Idol by Katee Roberts 4⭐
The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides  4⭐
Marriage For One  by Ella Maise 2⭐
Bound By Temptation by Cora Reilly 4 ⭐
You Deserve Each Other by Sarah Hogle  4 ⭐
Bound By Love by Cora Reilly 3⭐
Bound By Blood by Cora Reilly 3⭐
Twisted Emotions  by Cora Reilly 4⭐
Twisted Pride by Cora Reilly 4⭐
Twisted Bonds by Cora Reilly 5⭐
Dating Dr. Dil by Nisha Sharma 3 ⭐
MAY:
Archer’s Voice by Mia Sheridan  5⭐
Long Shot by Kennedy Ryan 4 ⭐
Whatever It Takes by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
Wherever You Are by Kristina and Becca Ritchie  5⭐
JUNE:
Faking With Benefits by Lily Gold  5⭐
Marfil by Mercedes Ron 2 ⭐
One Percent Of You by Michelle Gross  5⭐
My Killer Vacation by Tessa Bailey 4⭐
People We Meet On Vacation by Emily Henry 4 ⭐
A Million Kisses In Your Timeline by Monica Murphy 4 ⭐
Meet Me Halfway by Lilian T. James  5⭐
JULY:
Mr. Wrong Number by Lynn Painter 3 ⭐
Puck Shy by Teagan Hunter 5 ⭐
Blind Pass by Teagan Hunter 5 ⭐
One-Timer by Teagan Hunter 5 ⭐
Texting Titan by Kaci Rose  3 ⭐
The Favor by Suzanne Wright 3 ⭐ 
Royally Screwed by Emma Chase 4 ⭐
Royally Endowed by Emma Chase 5 ⭐
Royally Matched by Emma Chase 5⭐
Sin Bin by Teagan Hunter 5 ⭐
Ignite by Melanie Harlow 3 ⭐
AUGUST:
Blind Side by Kandi Steiner 5 ⭐
Flawless by Elsie Silver 5 ⭐
Things We Never Got Over by Lucy Score 5 ⭐
Praise by Sara Cate 3⭐
Eyes On Me by Sara Cate 4⭐
Give Me More by Sara Cate 5⭐
Mercy by Sara Cate 3⭐
SEPTEMBER:
Beach Read by Emily Henry 5⭐
Icebreaker by Hannah Grace  5⭐
The Inheritance Games by Jennifer Lynn Barnes 4 ⭐
The Hawthrone Legacy by Jennifer Lynn Barnes 4 ⭐
The Final Gambit by Jennifer Lynn Barnes 3 ⭐
Nanny For The Neighbors by Lily Gold 4 ⭐
Mile High by Liz Tomforde 5 ⭐
OCTOBER: 
Sunny Disposition by Deanna Grey 3 ⭐
I Dare You by Isla Madden-Mills 3 ⭐
I Bet You by Isla Madden-Mills 4 ⭐
I Hate You by Isla Madden-Mills 3 ⭐
I Promise You by Isla Madden-Mills 5⭐
Brutal Prince by Sophie Lark 4 ⭐
Scoring Chance by Teagan Hunter 5⭐
Heartless by Elsie Silver 5 ⭐
Out Of The Gate by Elsie Silver 3 ⭐
Stolen Heir by Sophie Lark 3⭐
Savage Lover by Sophie Lark 5⭐
Bloody Heart by Sophie Lark 5⭐
Broken Vow by Sophie Lark 5⭐
Heavy Crown by Sophie Lark 2⭐
NOVEMBER:
A Good Girl’s Guide To Murder by Holly Jackson 5 ⭐
Good Girl, Bad Blood by Holly Jackson 4⭐
 As Good As Dead by Holly Jackson 3⭐
DECEMBER:
Happenstance by Tessa Bailey 3 ⭐
Lucky Number Eleven by Adriana Locke 2 ⭐
Lovelight Farms by B.K. Borison 4 ⭐
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haveyouseenthisromcom · 7 months
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mattslolita · 2 months
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teddy bear - m. & c. sturniolo ( 001. )
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in which ... after the haunting and fatality of the ghostface killers who made you their final girl, they come back for you.
( ghostface!matt x black!fem!reader x ghostface!chris )
warnings ; death , gore , stalker behavior , possessive behavior , eventual smut , ghostface!matt , stalker!matt , possessive!chris , ghostface!chris , angst , blood & knives , final girl!reader
"𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕?"
( ^ this playlist is for the wattpad version of this fic ! if you are interested in reading it, my wattpad is : faerieribs )
⋆ ˚。⋆୨🧸🔪୧⋆ ˚。⋆⋆ ˚。⋆୨🧸🔪୧⋆ ˚。⋆⋆ ˚。⋆୨🧸🔪୧⋆ ˚。⋆⋆ ˚。⋆୨🧸🔪୧⋆ ˚。⋆
it was as if she was foreign, an alien even — y/n felt aliented to those around her now. it was like as if a switch caused everyone to look at her differently, or rather not at all. she felt like some kind of monster among the normality of everyone.
the only people who y/n did not feel like a stranger to were nicolas and nathan — of course, unfortunately they'd been dragged into what's happened to her even though it was the last thing she expected or wanted to happen.
she was still surprised that marylou even still wanted the girl within vicinity of the remainder of her family — those being nicolas, her husband jimmy, and her oldest son justin who had moved away a while ago. nevertheless, she still treated the girl like the daughter she never had. and y/n felt guilty, because two of her sons were no longer with her due to what she blamed herself for.
but how was y/n supposed to know the horror of what matthew and christopher were capable of?
she inhales deeply as she accidentally squeezes nick's arm too tightly when they arrive at somerville high school — he gives her a reassuring expression, squeezing her hand that was in his.
"i doubt anyone's gonna give you a hard time," nate says to y/n, shrugging his shoulders, "we can always ditch first too, if-"
"nate, you just want an excuse not to go to class," y/n laughs dryly, causing the boy to roll his eyes playfully. sure it wasn't the best laugh she could muster, but nate still liked the sound.
"we're right here with you," nick reminds y/n, as they walk towards the front of the school. "if they stare, i'll stare right the fuck back."
"thank you," y/n says quietly.
there's already students milling around the school, most people just waiting for classes to start. they're scattered about the area, gossiping and talking aimlessly. but y/n could already sense it before it happened — as if on cue, heads turned when the three of them begin to slowly make their way towards the front entrance.
people stare. 
y/n wants to hide out under a rock, because she can't take the looks of either pity or disgust she received. she swallowed thickly as she tried to ignore the people icing her out, but y/n could feel her hands become clammy as she walked on. she felt like a zombie walking amongst the living.
"i can't believe she came back," someone whispers, staring the girl down, "and how are they still friends with her?"
nick's head is quick snap towards the girl's direction, and he gives her a cold glare that causes her to zip her lips as the three continue to walk inside of the school grounds. thankfully enough, not many people seemed to be occupying the lockers which bianca was assigned to, so the three of them hurriedly made their way towards it.
"i swear i was seconds away from punching that junior's nose," nate said, shaking his head as he looked at y/n, "this is gonna get old really fuckin' fast."
"i don't think i'll ever get used to it," y/n says bitterly, opening her locker. she took out her books needed for her first four classes, then she shoved her bag into it. "guys i don't think we ever went over our schedules."
"oh fuck, i forgot about that," nick says, reaching for his paper inside of his bag, "here's mine."
nate fishes his own out of his backpack, then the three of them hold theirs up to each other — great. y/n only shares her third period with nate, then her fifth and sixth with nick. she frowns at her elective on her paper : she was a cheerleader. last year, y/n would see matt and chris at practice whilst she and her squad went over new routines or even old ones, and she remembered when they would chat when they took breaks. a gulp rode down her throat as tears almost prick her eyes at the memory, but she forces it to the back of her mind.
the inside lockers start to fill up, and y/n could feel multiple eyes on her as they're passing by her. it's almost time for the bell to rang, but y/n wishes that she could just hide in the bathroom for the rest of her senior year — no need in sitting in seven classes a day filled with people who would inevitably never look at her the same way.
she would never stop blaming herself for what happened on october thirty first of last year.
the bell rang, and y/n knew it was time to face reality unfortunately — nate gives her an apologetic smile as he shoves his schedule back in backpack.
"remember to text me y/n/n, i'll be down," nate reminds her, and she chuckles lightly as he gives her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, "i'll see you guys later."
nick turns to y/n, his gaze concerned as he looks over her. "you're gonna be okay? you sure you don't want me to switch any of my classes?"
"absolutely not, nick," y/n says sternly, "if you switch anything it'll probably fuck up photography and i'm not risking it."
"bitch i'm like the only person in it," nick reminds her, causing her to grin and let out a small giggle. "but if you say so."
"i promise i'll be fine," y/n tells her best friend with a nod of confirmation, "i don't need to be babysat."
"you know i'm not trying to do that," nick said with raised eyebrows, "i just wanna make sure people don't make you uncomfortable."
"they'll do it regardless," y/n laughs bitterly, "i'll text you if i need you, okay?"
"you better," nick says, giving her a pointed look before pulling her into a quick hug, "love you, see you later."
"love you too," y/n tells him, and he gives her one last smile before he walks in the opposite direction.
she inhales a deep breath as she starts walking in the direction of her first class of the day — nobody's giving her a break. she receives so many looks and she has the urge to just tell everyone to fuck themselves, because they didn't know the half of it. the permanent image burned into her psyche forever, they didn't have even an inkling of a fucking clue.
the universe must've completely had it out for her, because her first class was trigonometry — oddly enough, she usually loved math. it was one of her strongest subjects. but then memories of helping chris with anything math related plagued her mind, and she accidentally remembered a day in specific and it made her want to throw up when she remembered the exact date.
a few students had already sat down in their seats, and as soon as y/n walked in everyone's eyes shot up towards her. she tries to ignore the lingering stare from a junior who has a sneer on his face as she sits in the spot closest to the window, not bothering to look around her.
instead, she looks outside towards the corridor with her hand under her chin, surveying the small huddle of a few students as they sit along the brick wall. it reminds her of her old group, and how they used to spend their free period enjoying each other's company.
a tear almost threatens to escape y/n's eyes until the loud ring of the final bell snaps her back into reality — when she turns around, she sees the three seats on either sides of her are all unoccupied, as if everyone has chose to purposely avoid her. very few people give her a pitiful expression, but it does nothing to help the blossoming feeling of dread that lingers in her chest as she slumps down in her seat.
the teacher, mr. christensen quickly hushes the chatter coming from the students, whilst y/n remains quiet and instead looks towards the man with a dull expression painting her features. "good morning class, i'm mr. christensen. i taught p.e. last year so some of you might remember me. i see a few new faces though, so welcome to trigonometry."
y/n remembers mr. christensen and the welcoming speech he gave last year, so she allows herself to tune out of it as she stares ahead blankly. unfortunately for her, her mind wanders back to the memory of how things were.
before halloween of last year. 
she longed for things to go back to how they were before, but she knew that would never be possible. all she could do was blame herself continuously for allowing herself to be fooled into thinking they could be innocent.
the dark, crimson blood that stained their faces as sadistic smiles painted the once innocent expressions...
but were they ever really innocent in the first place?
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at the end of trig, mr. christensen had pulled y/n to the side to talk to her about the resources the school provides as far as counselors are concerned. of course she didn't want to be rude, so she just smiled meekly and thanked the man, but her honest opinion? no amount of counseling could help y/n help to forget all that's happened to her.
she texted nate to meet her in the hallway at her lockers before they got to their third period, which was spanish II — they both took it together last year, and both were grateful since they pretty much helped each other out.
as y/n walks down the hallway towards her locker, it seems like people are staring at her now more than ever. she inhales deeply as she continues, looking ahead of her to spot her locker. she does, but there's a small crowd gathered around it when she gets even closer.
when they see y/n getting closer as she approaches them, they disperse quickly. when y/n finally reaches her locker, she lets out a small gasp at blood red, capitalized letters that are spray painted in graffiti on her grey locker,
FINAL GIRL.
her eyebrows furrow before she hangs her head in defeat — in hindsight, there was a chance that whoever put this was probably right; it was almost as if she was kept alive to retell the story, to live it down for the rest of her life.
"who the fuck did it?" nate's voice booms angrily as he reaches y/n, looking around at the people as y/n is reluctant to tear her eyes away from her locker. "you alright, y/n/n?"
"i'm fine," y/n answers dryly, her voice barely above a whisper as her throat runs dry. she nods her head, but still cannot tear her eyes away from the letters that stare so boldly at her.
"i'm gonna ask again, who the fuck wrote this?" nate asks people who still continue to watch.
he receives a few 'no's', but not an answer he's satisfied with yet, until a sophomore steps up towards the two shakily, looking back and forth in between y/n and nate. "um, i saw it when i went to the bathroom during second period. i didn't see who wrote it. i'm sorry that they did."
y/n turns to the sophomore girl, giving her a genuine small smile as she nods to her. "thank you for telling me."
"of course," the girl says, this time her voice is softer and more prominent. y/n searches her face for any type of sarcasm, but she finds nothing but a pure sweetness within her. 
"somebody did this while everybody was in class, then," nate concludes, turning to face y/n, "should we tell the principal about this? you know he said if anyone bothered you or-"
"actually nate, it's okay," y/n tells him, looking at him as she lets out a sigh. "if we're being honest, people are gonna say shit no matter what. so i don't really care about this."
"are you sure?" nate asks her once more, his expression laced with concern. y/n hated it.
"i swear i am," y/n tells him again, "now can we get to class? you know how ms. murphy gets when anyone's late to her class."
"remember in the first quarter last year when i was late that one time and she made me do two puzzles with spanish adverbs?" nate recalled, and for the first time that day, she lets out a real giggle at the memory.
"we were up till almost eleven that night because you bribed me with money," y/n snorts, as the two begin to walk down the hallway. "you're gonna have to start figuring this shit out on your own, nate."
"yeah yeah kid, i know," nate says, shaking his head.
kid.
the nickname rang in her head, taking her way back to the night everything changed.
( lilly's corner 💌 )
this was supposed to posted AFTER i hit 2k on here, but i already hit 2k on wattpad and i'm impatient so ☺☺☺☺☺ shoutout to my angel @mattluvr u were one of the first to see😝
the way i just basically changed out y/n & the oc's name for the wattpad version...ANYWAY ! hope y'all enjoy this fic ! lots of love to you, muah. 💌
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jude-duarte-wannabe · 27 days
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welcome to the bakery
currently playing; the bakery by melanie martinez "pack it, box it, flip it, top it... the bakery, i'm tryna make some more"
this was inspired by @bunnys-kisses so go check out their page, such incredible stuff <3
when you request, please make sure to let me know if it's from my smut prompts or my soft ones [soft request prompts are still in the works]
hey lovely, how can i help? may i take your order? what do you feel like today? personally i'm in need of some iced tea and all you have to do is pick a dessert, drink and server of your choosing please, please, please don't forget to indicate who you want me to write about!! also please keep in mind that i haven't written anything in a while so it might take a bit for me to back into the groove of it. <3
the bakeries i currently have open are: formula one, resident evil, bridgerton and criminal minds, just for now.[but i am open to any other fandoms you might have in mind! please do not hesitate to ask!!]
the servers i'm currently writing for include; charles leclerc, carlos sainz, lewis hamiltion, pierre gasly, esteban ocon, oscar piastri, leon kennedy, carlos oliveria, chris redfield, anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, spencer reid, aaron hotchner and luke alvez.
i do also accept polyam relationships! [pairing + reader] but only three people just to make it manageable on my end!
all orders can be made to the inbox for @jude-duarte-wannabe and i'll get your order together when i can also let me know if you want your order to...
be extra hot; real smutty or have sweetener; extra fluffy
let me know if want to be added to my taglist by commenting <3 followed by the person.
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the bakery menu;
pound cake; "i can be rough and i don't want to hurt you"
churro's; "does my sweet boy need comforting"
cheese scone; "let your brother find out, i don't fucking care"
mille-feuille; "that's it, shit, such a good fucking girl"
cinnamon buns; "no promises"
gingerbread; "i mean i would totally make out with her/him but like platonically, you know"
baguette; "give me a minute, i really need to tickle the shit out of you"
pretzel; "i was never meant to fall for you"
cornbread; "you taste really good"
strawberry shortcake; "he's so cute, i really want to bite him"
soda bread; "wait a second... am i your lockscreen'
focaccia; "i could beat the shit out of you" "i know"
choux pastry; "i can't believe i ever loved you"
pumpkin muffin; "shut up... my girls asleep"
dinner roll; "holy shit, you still love him/her"
cakepop; "goodnight to my future wife, fuck the rest of you"
pull apart bread; "i love you"
souffle; "i'll be gentle"
powdered doughnuts; "marry me"
s'more; "the accent got to you, didn't it"
waffles; "you spill a single fucking drop and we're starting again"
shortbread biscuits; "if he pisses me off again, i'm fucking his girl"
red velvet cupcake; "does he know that i cum deep inside his little angel'
pancakes; "no, we can't, not here"
coffee cake; "i need to breed you"
french toast; "i don't think it'll fit"
crepes; "go back to sleep, you don't need to be awake for this sweetcheeks"
sweet pastry; "i'm trying to get you pregnant, now shut up and let me concentrate"
butter tart; "stop, don't fake it"
sugar pie; "stop wriggling"
zebra cake; "i'll make it fit"
carrot cake; "dirty girl"
date scone; "i'm going to make you a mama and your going to make me a daddy"
cookie; "do you feel that, how fucking deep i am"
brownie; "no fucking touching"
cheesecake; "don't yell at me"
pumpkin pie; "are you nibbling on me"
chocolate cake; "i'll use protection, i promise"
spice pie; "i wonder if your brother know that i cum inside you"
apple crumble; "i can't do this while you cat/dog is watching"
sausage roll; "i hate being your secret"
blueberry slice; "but what if somebody see's"
mushroom pie; "that looks like it hurt"
apple tart; "what do you mean you want me to choke you"
lemon slice; "i forget how small you are sometimes"
swiss roll; "your glasses are fogging up"
truffle; "send me an audio of you moaning"
oaty slice; "you smell like me"
cream puff; "this ends when your pregnant"
custard slice; "no hiding your face"
victoria sponge; "you wanna hold my hand"
english muffin; "i could die between these legs"
bagel; "where you going, this ain't over"
banana bread; "i can't believe you broke my bed"
hot cross buns; "i'll pay for the damages"
apple turnover; "can you keep it down"
fudge; "what do you mean noise complaint"
peach cake; "i've never done this"
tiramisu; "how could you be so stupid"
crumb cake; "nobody has to know"
custard tart; "you gonna let me cum inside"
date pudding; "your going to let me rawdog you, oh fuck"
mince pie; "so fucking dumb"
angel food cake; "did you just squirt, since when could you do that"
savory scroll; "stop stressing, i'm not going to post it"
chocolate chip cookie; "did you just call me pretty boy"
croissant; "don't you dare"
elcairs; "don't, leave them on"
chocolate mousse; "i'm sorry"
boston cream pie; "fuck it's dripping down your legs"
and to drink;
coffee; somnophilia kink
tea; semi public
juice; breeding kink
mocha; daddy kink
peppermint tea; mommy kink
vodka shot; rough sex
sparkling water; gentle sex
oat milk; one night stand
soy milk; friends with benefits
coconut milk; friends to lovers
almond milk; grumpy x sunshine
energy drink; doggy style
turmeric latte; fake dating
cold brew; possessive
espresso shot; dirty talking
chamomile tea; choking kink
glass of water; aftercare
herbal tea; soft but only for you
milkshake; size kink
pina colada; pregnancy
matcha latte; mixed with smau
cider; body worship
mai tai; loss of virginity
margarita; unprotected sex
chai; biting or hickeys [please let me know which]
earl grey; big cock
tonic water; age gap
soda; protected sex
root beer; caught in the act
americano; oral sex
whiskey; degrading language
vitamin water; dom/sub dynamics
irish coffee; drunk sex
lemon water; secret relationship
dark roast; sub character
hot chocolate; sub reader
iced tea; accentally leaking relationship
flat white; brothers best friend
iced latte; best friends brother
iced mocha latte; plus sized reader
smoothie; belly bulge
doppio coffee; wall sex
green tea; spiting kink
cortado; belly kisses
affogato; a bet
lemon ginger tea; single mom/dad
berry smoothie; accidental pregnancy
sunshine smoothies; fake dating
cappuccino; secret baby
rice milk; baby fever
cashew milk; somebody flirts with your bf/gf
iced chai; forehead kisses
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wisco-warrior · 7 months
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Melanie Goins
The Grist Mill at Babcock State Park in West Virginia
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bratzydollz · 9 months
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"Ivanka's Grand Unveiling: Who is Ivanka? 💋✨ #IvankasReveal #IvankaHasThe411"
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January 10th, 2024.
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•—✧✷ Well, well, well, Upper East Shifters! The prodigal blogger has returned! Cue the applause, the confetti, and, of course, the eye rolls. Yes, my fellow shifters and followers, it's moi—Ivanka. I've been MIA for what feels like a century, and in the midst of my Instagram-worthy life drama, I've managed to gain a few followers. Not that they care, but hey, who needs a lame and basic introduction when you're living the chaotic dream?
Round of applause for my stellar disappearing act! Bravo, Ivanka. But enough about that. Let's dive into the grand reintroduction because, let's face it, you've been deprived. What can I say? Life's been a rollercoaster, with more twists and turns than a binge-(un)worthy season finale of Riverdale. But fear not, for the gossip and glam are back, and I'm about to spill the tea on yours truly. Ready or not, here comes the multidimensional Ivanka comeback!
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✧ About me, Xoxo.
—✧✷ Greetings, cyber citizens! I'm your digital deity, Ivanka Beeyuh, reigning over the online realm. Real identity? Baby, that's a closely guarded secret. She/they pronouns are my melody, and proudly transcribing my existence as a fabulous transgender woman. Virgo vibes and INFP musings – at the ripe age of 19, I'm navigating the academic jungle with a major in Business Administration. Because, let's be real, who doesn't love a business-savvy queen?
Oh, and here's a little nugget of trivia to spice up the Ivanka saga—I'm rocking the Klinefelter Syndrome, making me a naturally sculpted divine doll. HRT process? A breeze, honey. Feeling blessed, and this goddess is ready to conquer the digital cosmos. Buckle up, buttercups! 🌟💻 #IvankaBeeyuh #OnlineRoyalty
—✧✷ Listen up, trendsetters and multiverse explorers! Ivanka Beeyuh, your guide through the virtual wonderland, is spilling the tea on her current obsessions. Since the mystical year of 2020, shifting has been my jam – and yes, girlies, I've successfully made the leap! Yay for alternate realities!
Now, let's talk beauty—natural vibes with a splash of bold Latina and Thai makeup, because who says you can't slay in multiple cultures? Embracing the magic of witchcraft, I'm your modern-day enchantress. Need some data entry wizardry? Count me in. And of course, strutting the cyber catwalk, because fashion is life.
But wait, there's more! Yours truly is also a subliminal sorcerer, crafting unseen spells for your subconscious. I've got a stash of creations waiting to dazzle, and when they hit the digital airwaves, you'll be the first to know. Stay tuned, my cyber comrades! 🌐💄🔮
—✧✷ Hold onto your broomsticks, spellbinders! Ivanka Beeyuh here, spilling the enchanted tea about my bewitching side. Yes, luvly, I'm not just interested in witchcraft—I am a full-fledged chaos-type witch, and I'm here to own it. No rulebook, no limitations—I dance to the rhythm of my own magical beat.
Quick disclaimer: I'm not your run-of-the-mill chaos magick witch. Let's get one thing straight – my craft is a constantly evolving masterpiece, not a cookie-cutter spell from the dusty pages of some ancient tome. Had to clear that up because, you know, some witches get their broomsticks in a twist when you mix "chaos magick" and "creating your own craft" in the same cauldron <3.
And now, a moment of worship for the Goddess of Keys and Witchcraft, the ultimate diva, Hekate. Bow down, beauties, for her cunty aura is the reason I'm a devoted follower. The slay is real, and so is my commitment to the mystical queen.
—✧✷ Picture this: the current earworms that have me spellbound include the hypnotic vibes of Melanie Martinez, the powerhouse notes of Ariana Grande, the offbeat allure of Ayesha Erotica, the soulful serenades by SZA, and the sultry sounds of Summer Walker.
Now, let me spill the real tea—I might not be the maestro of musical taste. In fact, I'm shamelessly riding the trend wave, and who can blame me? These beats are too good to resist.
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•—✧✷ Alright, my curious companions, buckle up for a little rendezvous into the aesthetics of both my CR-self and DR-Self. If you're itching to unravel the layers of my vibe, swing by to the "Ivancore" page, or if you want more shifting teas, drive your Mercedes to "Ivanka's Shifting Teas" that you can access from the front page! 👀
And with that, my luvlies, behold the finale of my introduction—lovely, yet a tad messy. Here's to hoping that as you tread the path of my posts, you, my moots and followers, get to uncover the layers of Ivanka Beeyuh. For now, a temporary farewell, my luvlies. Buh-bye~
Xoxo, Ivanka. 💋🫧
back to front page —❥ 💙
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fictionkinfessions · 27 days
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augh it's late and i'm feeling sappy and missing people from cannon so here we go.
gerard, there is so much i want to say yet not enough space in here so i will simply continue to scream about the fact i miss you. most of the time i just loop ep111 so i can at least hear you. if i find you again, we need to find an abandoned building to explore because i very much miss doing that. also miss the old mill we used to hang out in as teens.
michael, even though you were like... 10 years older than me, you were a great friend and a good person to hang out with in the archives whenever i found myself in there for whatever reason. i definitely miss helping you with research and archive stuff. i have a somewhat standin for the gold pocket watch you gave me before you left with gertrude, and i hope you managed to hang onto that purple scarf i gave you in return.
jon, i miss your annoyed comments youd throw in when sasha, tim, and i would banter and no i will never forget the fact we got you to join in on the banter many times while you were all in research. as much as you probably think you were some kinda prick, you were actually a good person, even after you became the archive. i wish i could have helped you more in the end.
martin, god the things i could say about you. i hope you know how much i miss your damn tea, i have never been able to find a single person who makes it like you and i'm now convinced you just have magic tea powers. i hated tea until you offered me some in the library one day. changed my damn mind then and there. i do hope you found jon again after everything. and i do miss the way you did your best to take care of everyone.
sasha, i always remembered the original you even after the not-them. you were like the cool aunt mum of the archives and i loved you for it, always checking on everyone, somehow keeping tim in line, never without some sarcastic remark or quick banter to lift the mood even though you were the most responsible out of all of us.
tim, first off i don't remember where you came up with the nickname 'dasher' for me but i still use it around. definitely miss the banter and witt and sarcasm and the 'too cool for these losers' attitude. you were like a second brother to me after gerry died and even though i never got to really explain that to you before the unknowing, i want to thank you for that. for being a big brother figure that i needed at the time.
basira, daisy, melanie, i'm sorry i never got to know you all very well. i know by the time you all joined the archive i wasn't exactly in a good place and was probably a bit harsh and quick to judge, but i'm sure we all would have been friends before everything went to hell.
elias and gertrude i will do this with one go because i know for a fact i pissed both of you off rummaging around the archives and institute since i was a kid and you both never seemed to be able to get rid of me. elias, i know it was jonah and not you that did most of it, but sometimes i wish we met before any of that. maybe we would have been friends even. and gertrude. i don't think i have any words for you that i didn't already say back then. you got my brother and best friend killed and i will never forgive you for that.
at the end of the day though, i miss my brother, i miss the archive folks, imma go listen to tma again and cry!
-marcus keay (non-cannon magnus archive)
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michaelcerascream · 2 months
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ACCOUNT INTRO !!
hi chat!!
Irish 😮🔥
I go by mills :)!
i heart girls
my pronouns are she/her!
My interests!
Movies and tv: Grease, Superbad, Scott Pilgrim, Juno, it's always sunny in Philadelphia, Arrested Development, Yellowjackets, The Outsiders, Community, Brooklyn 99, Glee, Modern Family, Heather's, The Hunger Games, But I'm a cheerleader, the breakfast club, cobra kai, the karate kid, Coraline, Friday Night Dinner, The Black Phone, many more i can't think of 😖😖!
I have an OBSESSION with Michael Cera and am currently making a shrine for him in my room 🙏🔥
im a beginner at guitar!
music!!!: i LOVE music! mostly more alternative, gothic, and nu metal music! but I also LOVE 60s - 80s music!! some artists I can think of off the top of my head are The Smiths, The Cure, Joy Division, She Wants Revenge, Echo and the Bunnymen, Sister's of Mercy, Chappell Roan, Bauhaus, Siouxsie and The Banshees, Korn, Limp Bizkit, Eminem, Weezer, Paramore, Joan Jett, Green Day, Le Tigre, Insane Clown Posse, Depeche Mode, David Bowie, Nirvana, Michael Jackson, Hole, Fleetwood Mac, Paul Anka, The Beatles, Lesley Gore, and tons more i can't think of rn ☹️
I can't think of anything else 😞
Dni is basic ! i AM a minor so 18+ idc, just don't be weird.
dni is you support Israel!
dni if you support Melanie Martinez, Wilbur Soot, etc.
thank you for reading !! 🤍🖤
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ao3feed-jonmartin · 4 months
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In a tiny town called Hatchetfield
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EQJs8Ck by Lola_Rose_Robins In the tiny town of Hatchetfield, something strange is afoot. The archival crew heads over to investigate, somewhat reluctantly, expecting your usual, run-of-the-mill small town ghost stories. Instead, they get to experience the pure joy that is the Lords in Black on their own turf. or I decided to toss the Archives crew into Hatchetfield just for laughs. Words: 19292, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast), Hatchetfield Series - Team StarKid Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Martin Blackwood, Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Melanie King, Alice "Daisy" Tonner, Basira Hussain, Miss Holloway (Hatchetfield) Relationships: Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist & Tim Stoker Additional Tags: The Lords in Black (Hatchetfield), Timeline What Timeline, Tim Stoker Lives (The Magnus Archives), because I say so, Canon-Typical Gore, for both franchises, Eldritch, Violence, Threats of Violence, everyone here is traumatised, somebody help them, Mind Manipulation, Hatchetfield Universe, Dancing and Singing, Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist Needs a Hug, Reconciliation, Protective Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Tim Stoker Needs a Hug (The Magnus Archives), this one is a bit of a mess I'm not going to lie, but i love it all the same, Blood and Gore, Angry Martin Blackwood, Past Drug Addiction, Attempted Murder, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus Being an Asshole, Elias gets punched in the face, Eventual Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Martin Blackwood's Poetry, many spoilers for hatchetfield series read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EQJs8Ck
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