going to stop saying I wish I could make dolls/make dolls like that and start making my own dolls. Hesitation has held me back. I will take clay I will take my knife and some wood I will take my scrap fabric and wool and acrylic paint and I will make a doll and it will eothe the very ugly or very beautiful or mabye both. But goddam I will havemade a doll and then that means I can make more and then I will have many lovely dolls for the low price of my own hard work and some day ill have made a dol like that. Imma do it. Imma make a beautiful doll
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pleas i want vigilante levi/reader or eruri on the run from the law (agent zeke IDK) and levi who does not let himself get close to anybody bc of how much he has lost but reader/erwin witnesses him commit a major crime and so they’re tied together but as they attempt to flee the country (levi plans to kill erwin/reader in like international waters idk) they become super attached and muah muah in love and like a situation makes Levi realize how much he would die for them/erwin and also how he loves them/erwin but before they can reach escape (seaplane?? motor boat??) Levi proves how much he loves reader/erwin by sacrificing himself but reader/erwin commit suicide by cop and they die holding hands
TO DEMOLITION LOVERS BY MCR
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“This is my daddy, his name is Simon.” Your daughter stood proud, beaming up at her father as she introduced him to her kindergarten class. “He is a soldier for the SAS.”
Simon watched as nearly a dozen small eyes watched him intently. Usually, in circumstances like this Simon would be nervous, but the tight comforting grip of his little girls hand in his, had his confidence soaring.
“Well class, does anyone have any questions for Mr. Riley?” Your daughter’s teacher asked, giving Simon a knowing smile.
Simon’s eyes widened as every single hand in that classroom rose, each hand eagerly waving, waiting to be picked on.
He answered what felt like a million questions in ten minutes. The questions ranged from, how long has he been in service, what does his job entail, has he killed anyone, is he friends with his other soliders- you name it. He actually found himself enjoying answering the questions, and was genuinely surprised at the maturity of some of the children.
Simon rarely liked being the center of attention, but he felt a surge of pride bubbling in his chest as he looked over at her daughter who was looking back at him like he was the coolest person on the planet.
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Later on, a group of kids surrounded your daughter as Simon stood outside the classroom chatting away with some of the parents. He let his eyes wander, watching as his daughter chatted excitedly to her fellow classmates.
“I’m so jealous your dad seems so cool!” One of the kids told your daughter, and the rest of the children nodded in agreement. “I wish he was my dad.”
“I know.” Your daughter said, a proud smile lining her lips. “My daddy is the best there is.”
Little did she know, Simon was standing right around the corner listening to her every word, a soft smile dancing on his lips.
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A/N: sorry this is trash, lol. Had this idea after a dream I had, and had to write it😂🥺
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