#thank you millie <333

[everysongineverykey]

10, 50, 90, and 100!

10: Until Next Time- Toby Fox

50: Be Near Me- ABC

90: Home For A Rest- Spirit of the West

100: Games Without Frontiers- Peter Gabriel

[kimsuyeon]

LOAD RO'S PAGE? . . . yes !

KIM JIYEON, better known professionally as BONA - and to friends of the birthday girl as RORO'S SOULMATE - is a member of South Korean girl group WJSN and an ACTRESS.

A.K.A - I asked the rorotuals who the ro girl is, and Bona was chosen unanimously. . . honorable mentions go to:

recently posted comments . . . !

@xiaojuun wrote : bona! ro is the bonatual that's her wife. she was also her url for a while. (honorable mentions gaeul, doyeon, winter, and yena!)

@flops wrote : bona, shes ro's wife™ of course she has to be number one. doyeon because everytime she has a new photoshoot with a magazine ro makes the prettiest edits out of them so !!!! nana, give her and the whole group back to ro she has been asking for ages i think its time! iu - only recently learned she's a ro girl im sorry 🙏

@eeunwoo wrote : BONA, ORIGINAL RORO WIFE IN FACT RORO SOULMATE

@itomiu wrote : bona! she's just THE most roro girl of all time

@everglowz wrote : bona. i was thinking if anyone else compared but it's bona. reason is that ro is ro so of course it's bona.

@evnnies wrote : bona! she's just THE rogirl to me

@berryjaellie wrote : iu, shes the #1 iuer in my heart for real. bona bc thats her literal wife i still remember showing her pink bona n making her go insane. sullyoon !!!! thats her yoona!!!! i think in my mind shes one of the main ro girls right now? jiheon & jiwon i cld never forget them bc i spent my days sending them to her ..like theres like 300 more but thats the main ones i think ?

@doyeons wrote : firstly i think of jiheon and jiwon bc frommy, bona, bc that's her girl, siyoon and kazuha and jini.. i can’t think of why tbh sjdjfksd they r just rogirls to me in my brain

@intakshi wrote : thinking about anyone else other than bona feels illegal because ro would never cheat on her wife sdsjk but i would also say yiren, jiheon, lola, sejeong and eunbi !!

@moonsua wrote : i mainly think of men when it comes to ro sgshsj but doyeon, yves from loona (rip) i think? and a wjsn member… bona!! bona.

@possession1981 wrote : bona, lola, jiheon, nana, doyeon, heejin, iu, winter, kazuha, sullyoon, yena.. and gaeul are who i think of rn

@winxys wrote : bona, zuha, yena, lola, gaeul, jiwon, and chuu as well!!

@kimsuyeon wrote : bona, of course. but i also associate kazuha, jini, winter, chuu, jeewon, wonyoung, jiwon, and jiheon with you. i'm sure that's from sending sets of them to you in lieu of conversation. happy happy birthday roro! i wish you the bestest year ever (until next, of course) and happiness and financial stability with no work because that's rude and you should be allowed to be a sleepy girl and not do work in an office! i wish you a very nice computer with no issues so you can gif and do as you please, and i wish you a very no anxiety and no gross weather as well.

special thanks to the rorotuals. you're tagged above with what you said (some are a little edited, but i tried to keep your energy and the core message) for your bona diagnoses, the other ro girls and reasons for them, and your help. without you, this couldn't have come together ♡

[sgtpeppers]

This is the follow up to Do you want to know a secret? set just over two years later, during the filming of Help! in The Bahamas and Austria.

It's been just over two years since John and Paul agreed on their secret relationship, John-and-Paul-Business, as they've come to call it. The band has soared to heights they could never have imagined, but their fame is making them reckless and over-confident. Over the month of filming Help! in the Bahamas and Austria, they must face up to what their relationship would do to the rest of the band, and let go of the things they're still holding back from each other.

[sebsbarnes]

i a d o r e the way u write tan it’s just so akdkdkdkkfkfkf gawd

there’s this scenario that has been stuck in my head so i’d like to request a tan x reader where both r contract killers and they r both in a mission somewhere in the south of italy or france during summer, and right after their mission they r in an empty beach and it’s sunny and warm and reader suggests swimming but tan is like miss girl what if they catch up to us or whatever like he’s a lil hesitant cuz they aren’t that far away from the place where the mission took place idk?? but ends up accepting after seeing her stripping into her underwear and stepping into the water being all giggly and happy

and just them having fun and giggling and maybe heated make out sess 👁️ feel free to change anything or not write it if u can’t it’s completely fine <333

love u❤️

hii!! thank you omg! this idea is SO cute and dare i say i kinda am obsessed w what i wrote so thank you! so much love<3

sunlight || tangerine

tangerine x f!reader

alt summary: though the moon would watch over him, he knew the sun was far closer to him because you were in his arms.

warnings: tooth rotting fluff

word count: 1.1k+

masterlist

"don't be ridiculous," tangerine paused, seeking to see if you were serious.

"does it seem like i'm joking? when do we get this?" you gestured with open arms.

tangerine sighed looking out at the water, it was tempting, like a siren singing his name. you took his silence as acceptance and grinned widely, turning to walk off the pavement and into the sand. he trailed behind you, watching you kick sand up and smile as the breeze took it away.

"we... we shouldn't stay too long, love," tangerine said uneasily, eyes wandering over the sleepy beach town, "they aren't that far away."

"tan," you laughed, kicking off your shoes, "those men are not coming for us okay? besides, they'd never think we would be stupid enough to stop for a swim just two blocks away from where we just kicked their asses."

his shoulders relaxed slightly realizing that what you said was true. you on the other hand were taking full advantage of the beach, you unbuttoned your pants and wiggled your hips to move them off your body. tangerine's eyes quickly darted away as you stood in your shirt and underwear. he leaned down, slid off his dress shoes, and tucked his socks neatly inside. when he stood up he was hit in the face with your shirt. tangerine removed the shirt from his face and gave you a pointed look and you gave him a teasing smile back.

he couldn't help his eyes wander down your body. the contours and curves of your skin on full display in your bra and underwear. he was grateful the sun was still minutes from breaking the horizon to hide his red face. you walked into the water gasping at the coldness on your ankles and tangerine opted to observe from the shoreline.

in that moment he swore he'd never seen a sight more beautiful. the sun peeked over the horizon casting an array of colors, signaling a new day. blushes of orange and pink danced up into the sky and faded into a light blue, the rays illuminated the water and he could see the mist from the colliding waves. the sun was bright and your body was merely a silhouette in the light. he watched the way your hair bounced as you jogged into the shallow water. you turned to face him and tangerine felt short of breath. even from the distance, he could see the hidden specks of color in the iris of your eyes as the sun hit the side of your face. the golden rays danced across your skin and the soft rolling waves lapped at your thighs.

tangerine was at a loss for words, enamored at your beauty which was being amplified by the light of a new day. he felt honored to be in the presence of such a marvel that it almost seemed unjust that it was only his eyes witnessing it. if he had a camera he would photograph the sight before him from every angle, sure to not miss even an inch of beauty. it would be a photograph worthy to be hung in a museum for millions to gaze at for years to come. they'd awe at the colors of the sky and murmur how beautiful dawn looked, but you, you were the show stopper that left everyone admiring your beauty and longed for the love the photographer had for you.

"tan!" he heard you giggle over the noise of seagulls flying past, "come on!"

tangerine inched forward so the waves brushed against his feet. he sighed, peering over his shoulder. there was no one in sight and even if the men from the job came running at him now with guns pointed to his head, he'd die happy knowing he had seen the most beautiful sight in the world. so, he unbuckled his belt and slipped his legs out of his pants. his fingers worked on the button of his shirt as he watched you dip your head backward to wet your hair. he tossed his shirt on top of his pants and walked into the water. tangerine crouched into the water next to you, your eyes closed, basking in the rising sun.

you felt the water ripple next to you and looked over at tangerine. his eyes were dancing across the horizon, the golden light glowing across his face. you could see the tiny brown freckles scattered across the bridge of his nose and every individual eyelash from the light. tangerine turned toward you and his eyes were dauntingly beautiful in the rays. he ran a wet hand through his hair and his curls fell seemingly into place.

"you are absolutely breathtaking," his voice low as if the water told him to be quiet.

you tilted your chin down, slightly embarrassed. tangerine looked at you in anticipation, worried about his confession. you crouched down in the water to be level with him and grabbed his hand floating under the water.

"thank you, tan, and i hope you know how handsome you are," you grinned.

he shook his head lightly, known for being awful at taking compliments, "thank you, darling."

the two of you went quiet as your eyes danced over each other's faces. his eyes kept lingering over your lips and you took the silent cue to inch closer to his body. his arms snaked around your waist and your legs floated up to tangle around his body. the heat from the sun was nearly as hot as the nerves in your body. tangerine and you slowly started to close the space, noses bumping. his lips were slightly parted and ghosted over yours.

"can i kiss you?" he whispered, looking at you through his lashes.

your hand wandered to the back of his head, gently grabbing his curly hair and finally connecting your lips. it was soft, like the waves touching your skin. his lips tasted of sea salt and his facial hair tickled at your face. it was pure bliss and it made you dizzy as if you were seasick. tangerine pulled you closer to his body so your chests were pressed against one another. his hand cradled your face and your lower back with your arms draped over his shoulders. as the waves rolled in harder the kiss became more feverish like it was outrunning the light of dawn and you felt your lungs pleading for air. tangerine gently pulled away, your bottom lip between his teeth. he rested his forehead against yours and a tiny giggle bubbled up your chest.

"let's just stay here all day," tangerine whispered, his thumb brushing off droplets of water on your face.

tangerine would gladly sit here in the clear water till his fingers wrinkled and his skin toasted under the sun. he'd happily watch the colors of dawn fade and trade itself with the dark of night. though the moon would watch over him, he knew the sun was far closer to him because you were in his arms.

[q-starhalo]

Ended about an hour ago but I had to charge my phone so I didn't get to say this immediately after but the Backrooms event Soarinng hosted was genuinely so fun!!! Our first group was Stephanie (who's apparently Mariana's girlfriend!), Pooky, Milly, and another guy who we later couldn't find anymore (don't know their users) and they were so fun to be around with!! There were so much silly moments like when Bad giggled when one of them fell and they asked what he was laughing about and he looked up at the ceiling and said he was laughing at that. Or when the girls were talking about how Bad likes left a lot and said at some point "men always lie". They were just so sweet and fun to be around <333 We then fell into another level and got put in a different group for a while and met someone who used to watch Bad and he was so nice! It's so heartwarming seeing people who used to watch Bad meet him <333 But eventually, we got put back in our first groups and met up with the girls (after Bad had a little singing section because we were alone for a while) again <33 And then we met up with Amzet, who for those who don't know was Bobby's admin, and it was so nice seeing him again. He was just a blast to hang around with! <33 Overall, thank you once again to Soarinng for hosting that fun and amazing event!!

[idkwhatimdoingherehonestlyy]

Hey ! I love your work and I just wanted to know if you could do a prowler miles x femreader

And he's basically reacting to Y/n doing the wap challenge or a sexy dance in the living room

Thank you <333

I think it would be funny ash

Doing A Suggestive dance infront of him. - Miles 42

Heheh I love this one! Thanks for the request anon

BE PREPARED FOR: LANGUAGE (USE OF THE N WORD), MAD MILES, AGRESSIVE MILES, FLUFF, THATS REALLY IT.

THIS SOOO SHORT IM SORRYRYEY

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So I’m gonna say you were probably doing the pony dance from Flo Milli😂😂 CAUSW it’s the only recent one I can think of (creds to @sheluvv-jen cause she used this dance for her story)

You would just be doing it to get his attention and under his skin because he been playing his game forever.

As soon as he hears the audio playing his head whips around so quick because he knows exactly where it comes from.

When you start the dance moves he’s quick to stand up and tackle you.

Yes. Tackle you.

Like a football tackle.

“la mierda estás haciendo!” He would yell at the top of his lungs as he reaches for your phone

“A TikTok….duh nigga” You sass back trying to hold your composure.

“Get fucked up if you want to Y/N, why the hell you shaking ya ass on the phone” He says still having that stone cold demeanor.

“You sound like somebodies momma plus that’s how TikTok works baby” You say back, rolling your eyes, laughing a little as his nose does little twitches

“Nos vemos actuando como loco. Ahora tengo que mirarte.” He shakes his head, walking towards the PlayStation, shutting it off.

You celebrate internally, cause your plan worked.

[tonberry-yoda]

Forgetful - Blitzo

Pairing - Blitzo x gn!reader

Warnings - Blitzo being the pervy lil guy he is :)

Word Count - 1,135

Notes - okay, i know i haven't posted my writing in a while with it not being a request and tbh this is kinda awesome, it makes me feel kinda refreshed ngl. i am getting to my requests, but i have been busy as hecc. anyway, love you all! hope you have a great day/night and stay hydrated my loves!!! <333 (omg this fella is so cute)

“Good morning Loona! Good morning Moxxie and Millie! Good morning… sir.” You walked in and handed everyone their lunch, giving Blitzo a cold side eye as you handed him his lunch.

“Good morning! Good to see you too, sugar!”

“Mmm…. hm…” You kept looking at him with a sideways glance as you left the room, closing the door slowly.

“Wonder what their problem is.” Blitzo’s words were muffled from the sandwich stuffed in his mouth and everyone turned to stare at him at once.

“Your… joking… right?” Moxxie’s eye twitched looking at his boss.

“Oh, Jesus Christ, what are you going on about, Moxxie?”

“No disrespect, but is your memory that bad, sir?”

Blitzo turned to Moxxie, completely offended. “What?!”

Moxxie pinched the bridge of his nose while Millie rubbed his back, whispering sweet nothings in his ear. “Sir… yesterday you-”

“Is this about me pinching their butt when they went to leave?!” Blitzo stood up, slamming his hands on the table. “Because that’s bull! They were the one who walked in here with their cute little booty out!”

“Sir! That doesn't mean you have the right to pinch their… uh… YOU KNOW!”

“God, you’re all so sensitive,” Blitzo pinched the bridge of his nose and turned towards the white board, which had nothing of importance on it. “Can we get back to work now? I have a business to run.”

“Blitzo,” you stuck your head in the room, holding a phone away from your ear. “There’s a phone call for you.”

“Who is it? We’re a little busy right now.” He put the finishing touches on a pony he began drawing on the whiteboard.

“It’s Stolas.”

Blitzo nearly choked on a piece of his sandwich and turned to you. “Tell him I'm busy. Like super busy. What does he want?”

“It's about the book.”

“Just… tell him I'll call him back, okay? I… don't want to talk to him right now.” Blitzo’s face turned bright red and he set down the marker, turning to everyone else for at least some support.

“I'll just tell him that you’re in an important meeting that will last all day.” You turned away, closing the door behind you. “Sorry Stolas, Blitzo’s super busy right now. Expect a phone call either after hours or tomorrow morning, alright? Okay. Have a great day. Yeah, you too. Buh-bye.”

Blitzo knew he was blushing, but of course he wouldn't admit that. He had that intern to thank for everything.

“Hey.” Blitzo stuck his head out of the door and threw a chocolate bar straight at you.

You caught the candy and looked down at your hands, tilting your head. “What’s this for?”

“Helping me. And let me treat you to lunch, okay?”

“Uh… okay?”

“Oh, don't sound all skeptical. I'm serious. You’re the best!” He slammed the door behind him, not caring about his blushing face.

You stood there in shock with the candy bar still in your hand. Maybe that stupid boss did have some etiquette.

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“So, are we gonna forget about yesterday?” You slid your hand into Blitzo’s as you walked to go get some lunch.

“What, about me pinching your ass?”

“What? No. You do that all the time.”

“Then… uh… what?” You squeezed his hand and he couldn't help but feel his face go warm.

“It’s really nothing. I'm not that pissed about it or anything… it uh… it was our one year… yesterday. AGAIN, NOT A BIG DEAL… I just… got a little butthurt. But nothing too insane. I'm not mad and I don't want to seem like that type of-”

“Shit! Are you serious?!”

“Y-Yes.”

“Dammit! I thought our one year was today! That’s why I'm taking you out to get some nice lunch. Dammit!”

You giggled and cupped his face. “You don't have to play around, Blitzo. I don't care that you forgot about it. Again, it's not a big de-”

Blitzo pulled out his pocket calendar, shoving it in your face. You saw today’s date with a heart around it saying, ‘one year anniversary with my love <3’. You giggled and pulled out your own pocket calendar and Blitzo found the day before’s date with a big heart around it saying, ‘one year with my Blitzy-poo <3’.

“Well,” Blitzo grabbed your hand and continued walking. “It's either one of us fucked up or we’re both way off.”

You giggled and held him close, giving him little kisses on his cheeks and his neck. “Let’s just have a two day anniversary. I think it would be way more fun than just one boring day.”

Blitzo giggled, melting to your touch. “Y-Yeah. We should.” He couldn't help his heart shaped eyes around you.

“Well, since today’s technically our anniversary now, Blitzo, I got you something.”

“You got me something? Y-You didn't have to get me anyth-”

You pulled a small present out of your bag and handed it to him, his shiny eyes getting dilated.

“You got me wrapping paper?” He sounded like an excited child.

“No dummy,” you giggled. “Open the wrapping paper.”

“I'm not that dumb! I'm just excited that I get to rip open some wrapping paper. I haven't done this in ages.” Blitzo quickly ripped open his present and pulled out a little business card and a photo of a billboard.

“Uh… what’s this?”

You smiled a stupid giddy smile and bobbed on your heels. “What do you think it is?”

Blitzo shrugged and grabbed you by the shoulders, shaking you back and forth. “No secrets! Tell me! I wanna know!”

“Okay, okay! Stop shaking me, bub!” Blitzo stopped shaking you and looked you dead in the eyes.

“Tell me.”

“I got us business cards, that’s what that is… and uh… I got us a billboard downtown… so more people can see it. You wanted more ads for our company, so I worked really hard these past couple of months and mmf-”

Blitzo quickly pulled you forward, slamming his lips against yours. He ran his fingers over your hips and dipped you down, pressing harder against you. You sighed into the kiss, getting more comfortable and he pulled away with a bright smile. “I can't believe you.”

“You can't believe me?”

“Nope.”

“Do you like it?”

Blitzo teared up, even though he told himself he wouldn't. “I… I love it.” He pressed his forehead to yours and placed a little kiss on your lips. “You’re the best, you know that?”

“Yeah.”

He giggled and pulled you up, grabbing your hand. “I knew you were gonna say that.”

You threw your arms around the back of his neck and played with the collar of his shirt. “I love you Blitzo.”

“Oh, god, why did you have to say it with the o.”

You chuckled and pulled him down the street to go grab some lunch.

[thezoraprince]

Gifts - Sidon x reader

“one of my big love languages is gift giving, i also like making the gifts when i feel confident enough in my skills or customizing them when im not. another request, mostly for sidon but maybe bazz too, if giving a handmade gift. as prince, i feel like sidon would prolly never receive a handmade gift from anyone other than dento ( for obvious reasons ) or maybe mipha in the past. i think he would love it so so much. some stuff i would of making / gifting him/them would be a cape, a new cravet, hell even a friendship bracelet. i feel like it would be something uncommon for bazz as well. as captian, he prolly only got attempted "bribe gifts" or a store bought gift from his father or the brigade. ( i feel like rivan would save his cute little handmade gifts for dunma and gaddison seems a bit to involved in her work to hand make a gift for just a friend, she would certainly buy one every once n a while but making one seems to time consuming for her.) TIA <3” - @millie-berra

these boys would get so excited! and whatever you made for them, they would love and cherish it forever! :’)

i’m still working on Bazz’s (because i have NO idea what to make for this man), but i went with the friendship bracelet idea for Sidon, because we all know he’d wear it until it breaks. (hopefully i'll finish Bazz soon. i think i have an idea for it...)

enjoy <333

y/n - your name

“What’s the BEST handmade gift you’ve ever been given?”

Sidon doesn’t really know how to answer your question

“Other than the children’s little drawings, I haven’t really been given anything… handmade.”

it kind of takes you by surprise

“Really? I would think that you’d get tons of handmade gifts from people around the domain.”

‘Maybe it’s because people are too afraid to make him anything?’

he simply shrugs

and with that little bit of knowledge, you start coming up with ideas

because you HAVE to make something for him now

you spend all day thinking about what to give him

and then it comes to you

‘A friendship bracelet!’

you start collecting little charms throughout the week

and you’ve really cultivated a collection of them

you pick out the top 3 that remind you of Sidon

and then you’re working on your gift

of course you add some of your favorite gems as well

you go up to Sidon, trying so hard not to give anything away

“This is going to sound really weird, but… I need yo measure your wrist for something.”

and he lets you, though he’s extremely confused

“May I ask why?”

“It’s a… nothing! Bye! See you later!”

the bracelet doesn’t take too long to make

and when you’re done, you’re really happy with the outcome

you and Sidon plan a day to spend time together by one of the many falls around the domain 

you’re both catching up

and it’s so nice

“Oh! I have something for you!”

“What?”

and you pull out a little box tied with a bow

“Open it!”

he opens the box carefully

and once he sees what’s inside, he radiates pure happiness

“Where ever did you get this?”

“I made it!”

he’s silent, blushing slightly at the sweet gesture

“You… made this?”

you nod

“The charms reminded me of you, so I couldn’t help myself. I hope you like it!”

his smile is beaming

“I LOVE IT!!”

you help him put it on

and he hugs you tightly

“Thank you so much, y/n! And, I hope you know I’m never taking it off.”

[cetaitlaverite]

Why All This Music?

Masters of the Air - Rosie Rosenthal x OC

masterlist is linked here <333

32. God and the Law

Another year and the war was still going. 1945. It seemed so strange. Freddie had been with the WAAFs since 1939. She’d been out of university for six years, almost.

The new year always made her solemn. Another year without Daniel. In only two months he would have been dead for a full four years. It felt like so much longer than that, like a lifetime. Freddie had been so much a different person back then, for better or for worse.

Thorpe Abbotts kept on running exactly as it had been for as long as Freddie had been there - longer, probably, since she’d started the war elsewhere. Pilots went out and came back. American Red Cross girls handed out doughnuts and coffee - Helen still saved some for Freddie when she could. Freddie took Meatball for his daily morning walk with his flash new collar and lead, gifted to him by Rosie this Christmas - Meatball seemed pleased with no longer having to wear his old leather harness every time Freddie wanted to take him somewhere.

Freddie drew up manipulation plans and helped Croz with his flight paths. Whenever any of the bombers went out she sat in the designated Operation Corona wireless operators’ room in the tower and worked for hours on end to convince German fighter pilots away from American bombers. And when the crews came back, if Rosie had been among them she would wait outside the interrogation room for him, always anticipating the smile he gave her when he laid eyes on her with bated breath and sweaty palms.

Over Christmas, Paddy had proposed to Jem. The two of them had telephoned on Boxing Day to share the news. They couldn’t actually get married, of course, but they could wear rings. And tonight was their wedding night. Hosted in the wireless operators’ hut, Amy was Paddy’s maid of honour and Freddie and Millie were splitting the role between them to be Jem’s. Cecelia, apparently, had worked out what was going on between Jem and Paddy a while ago and she’d memorised the wedding vows for them so she could officiate.

Freddie and Millie stood to Jem’s left, opposite Amy on Paddy’s right, while Cecelia read aloud wedding vows and had Jem and Paddy repeat them after her. Freddie, Millie, and Amy were all in tears. Freddie resented that it couldn’t be more special for them, that they only had a small window of opportunity while the other girls were out at the officers’ club and that they couldn’t decorate and that they couldn’t wear pretty wedding dresses and only had their uniforms. But Jem and Paddy didn’t seem to mind. Their eyes were locked firmly on each other - had been, in fact, since Jem had entered the room and been walked down the ‘aisle’ between the two rows of beds with Freddie and Millie on either side of her. When she and Paddy looked at each other, the rest of the world fell away. When they kissed to seal the deal, they were both smiling wide.

They had a little party to celebrate, with stolen alcohol and music they took turns singing in place of a record player. And when Jem and Paddy left to go on their night-long honeymoon in Freddie’s office - because they deserved at least some privacy on their wedding night - Jem pulled Freddie and Millie aside with tears in her eyes, a flush in her cheeks, her smile so wide it must have been hurting.

“I love you both,” she said, taking one of each of their hands and squeezing. “So, so much. Thank you for being here and walking me down the aisle and - and - and Fred, thank you for letting us use your office!”

Freddie laughed. “You’re welcome. Just don’t touch any of my files, please! And if you’re going to use the desk, wipe it down after!”

Jem winked. “We’ll wipe down the entire room, Fred, don’t you worry.”

Millie laughed. “I should hope you’d find cause to! It’s your wedding night!”

As Jem and Paddy met back up again and left the hut hand in hand, grinning at each other and over their shoulders as the remaining girls cheered them out, Freddie felt her heart clench. It was so lovely, she thought. They hadn’t had much but they hadn’t needed much, and it was the happiest wedding she’d ever been to.

Millie linked their elbows together as she guided Freddie to sit on her bed. “Thinking about your future wedding, Fred?”

Freddie glanced at her and laughed. “Why? Are you thinking about yours?”

“I’m always thinking about mine,” Millie replied breezily. “It’s what keeps me going.”

“I can’t believe you haven’t let the poor man propose yet,” Freddie said. She laughed when Millie scowled.

“One, pot kettle. Two, I don’t care how long I have to wait, that man will get down on one knee in front of me and give me a proper proposal. I’ve only been dreaming about it since I was a little girl!”

“I’m sure Brady would absolutely love to be able to get down on one knee in front of you right now, Mils, but he is stuck in a prisoner of war camp,” Freddie reasoned.

Millie scoffed. “Yes, for now. But once the war’s out we’ll be spending forever together, and I want forever to start with a ring and a proper proposal, the way my mum always told me it should.”

Freddie shrugged. “Fair enough.”

“I hope I get married next,” Cecelia interjected, coming to sit down on her bed, beside Millie’s. Freddie’s old bed.

Amy came to sit beside her, raising both eyebrows. “Your fella still not proposed, Cecelia?”

Cecelia rolled her eyes. “Not yet, but we only get to see each other once a month.”

“I’d be worried if I was you -”

“If I were you I’d be more focused on finding someone at all,” Cecelia retorted.

Freddie couldn’t help but snort. “Amy, some people like to take their time with these things. It’s a big deal, getting married! But you’ll find someone soon, I’m sure of it.”

“If you don’t marry Rosie soon, Fred, I’m snapping him up for myself,” Amy answered her.

Freddie laughed, because even though she knew Amy had a big crush on Rosie, she also knew that Amy had a big crush on everyone, and she’d never, ever actually do it. She wouldn’t be able to, anyway. If Rosie was marrying anyone Freddie knew it was her. She had a sneaking suspicion he might have already bought a ring and was wondering whether he might be waiting for Valentine’s Day to pop the question.

If he did, she thought, as the conversation raged on around her and she thought back to the pure, unbridled joy of Jem and Paddy’s wedding, she’d say yes. A wedding on base - in the chapel, maybe, unless Rosie wanted a Jewish ceremony. Could they do a Jewish ceremony on base? Or maybe they could go to the village church if he didn’t mind how they did it. She could buy a pretty white dress in the village and flowers from the florist. Maybe her parents could even drive over for the occasion.

Freddie had butterflies in her stomach just thinking about it. Rosie, waiting at the end of the aisle in his dress uniform, his curls perfectly placed, Croz standing beside him as his best man. Her father giving her away, Millie and Jem her maids of honour waiting at the altar for her. Two rings on her ring finger instead of none, and a ring on Rosie’s to declare to every woman who laid eyes on him that he was firmly and irrevocably off the market, forever promised to Freddie, just as she was promised to him.

Freddie’s head was in the clouds for the next few days, thinking about her hypothetical future wedding. Rosie hadn’t even proposed yet but she was hopeful. She went to bed every night hoping that it might be the next morning. When February arrived, she became almost certain she only had to wait until Valentine’s Day. Two weeks, that was all, and she’d be engaged to the most wonderful man on earth, and she’d rush him down the aisle as soon as possible so she could switch her last name and tie their souls together. For the rest of her life she wanted to be tied to him. There was no way anything could come between them if they were firmly tied together, in the eyes of god and the law.

Freddie was daydreaming about it all again as she filtered out of the tower along with all of the other Operation Corona wireless operators. The rest of the girls were grinning; it had been their most successful mission yet. The fighters had barely gone anywhere near their boys. Freddie’s change in tactic had worked like magic.

“Can we host a party tonight, ma’am?” Anneliese asked Freddie, bouncing around on the balls of her feet in her excitement. She was hurrying to keep pace beside Freddie with the way she kept veering out of her course with her bouncing.

Freddie laughed. “If you want to organise it, yes, Anneliese, we can host.” Her attention was only half-focused on the conversation, the rest of her already anticipating waiting outside of interrogation for Rosie to come out. He would have landed about half an hour ago, by her reckoning.

Anneliese cheered her success and hurried to tell Jana and start preparations. Freddie smiled to herself, checking to make sure none of the other girls wanted to speak to her before hurrying on her way to wait outside of interrogation for Rosie.

It was cold today, Freddie realised as she stood there waiting. Colder than it had been yesterday. Colder, even, than this morning, it felt like. Maybe a long-sleeved wedding dress? She tugged at the sleeves of her jacket, willing them to cover her hands as well as her arms, and then pulled the lapels closer together. Crossing one leg over the other as she leaned back against the wall, she sighed, and her breath plumed out white in front of her.

“Come on, Rosie,” she mumbled. “It’s freezing out here.” The toe of her left shoe began a steady tapping against the ground.

Up ahead, Millie and Jem rounded the corner. They had their heads bowed together, deep in conversation, though as Freddie called their names Millie stopped talking mid-sentence, her head snapping up to meet Freddie’s eyes. “Fred,” she said, as though utterly shocked to see her there.

“Mils,” Freddie greeted as she and Jem approached. She laughed. “Why do you look so surprised? I wait for Rosie here every time he comes back.”

Jem shot a hasty glance at Millie. “Can we talk about something in your office, Fred?”

Freddie’s heart leapt at the same time as it stuttered. This was it, she thought, an anticipatory heat flooding her cheeks. Her proposal. Valentine’s Day wasn’t for a little while yet but then again maybe they could get married on Valentine’s Day. She clasped her hands together, trying to be subtle about running a finger over the empty space on her ring finger. It wouldn’t be empty for much longer.

“Fred,” Millie said, her eyes flicking between Freddie and the door to the interrogation room behind her. “Please.”

Freddie’s eyebrows furrowed. If Rosie was going to propose, why was he going to do it in her office? For privacy, maybe? But she wanted to see him now, wanted him to do it now. She didn’t care who was around to see.

Freddie gave a quick shake of her head and pretended ignorance to their plan. “Can it wait until after I’ve seen Rosie? I just want to make sure he’s okay, it won’t take long.”

“I’d really prefer if we went now,” Jem insisted.

Millie nodded. “It’s urgent.” For the first time, Freddie noticed that her face was completely pale. Usually there was a rosy hue to her, her cheeks always just a little bit flushed and matching the strawberry blonde of her hair, but right now she may as well have been a ghost. All of the colour had drained out of her face.

Freddie stood up straighter. “Is someone in trouble?” she wondered tentatively. She was just caught off guard enough to push away from the wall and begin following Millie and Jem to her office. She glanced back over her shoulder at the door to interrogation, as though expecting Rosie to appear from behind it, and sighed. “Will this take long? I don’t want Rosie to worry if he comes out and I’m not there.”

“It’s urgent, Fred,” Millie repeated, in place of any real explanation. And as though to prove her point, she took a gentle hold of one of Freddie’s wrists and started to hurry their progress towards her office.

Freddie’s eyes sought Jem. She was clearly fighting to avoid having to look at Freddie.

“You’re kind of scaring me,” Freddie said, looking between the two of them. The excited fluttering of her heart was turning heavy, anticipation turning to dread. “Is everyone okay?” She swallowed hard. “It’s not one of the girls, is it?”

“Fred,” Jem asserted, “please just wait until we get to your office.”

“Is someone pregnant?” Freddie gasped. “It’s not Emma and her RAF chap, is it? I told her that if she was going to do it before marriage she needed to be careful -”

“Freddie!” Millie exclaimed. She stopped walking and turned to face her, the set of her shoulders stern. “We’ll tell you when we get into your office.”

Freddie frowned, shrinking into herself. “You’re scaring me,” she said softly. “I’m just trying to get some sort of reassurance that it’s not as bad as I’m worrying that it is.”

“Please just wait,” Jem pleaded, taking one of Freddie’s hands in both of her own. “Please, Fred. Please just wait until we get to your office.”

Looking between Millie and Jem, Freddie felt her heart start to pound. Her blood was rushing in her ears. There was a sick feeling settling low in her stomach. Whatever had happened, it was clearly just as bad as, if not worse than, she was worrying it was.

“Okay,” Freddie relented in a small voice. She sounded to her own ears like a little girl. She let Millie and Jem lead the way, each carrying one of her hands in theirs, and was grateful, because now she wasn’t really seeing where she was going. Now she was stuck in the nausea filling her body.

Meatball was waiting patiently for them in Freddie’s office, lying curled up in his bed as opposed to spread out on the couch. He perked up when he saw them come in, sat up and wagged his tail and sat quietly as Freddie stroked him and kissed his head. 

Freddie sat down on the leather couch at Millie and Jem’s insistence. There was an ache in the back of her throat and she didn’t even know what she was preparing to cry over yet. 

It wasn’t Rosie, at the very least. Because she’d kept the fighters away entirely today. And she would know if it was Rosie. She’d thought the same about Daniel but she would know this time. She would know if it was Rosie.

Jem sat down beside Freddie, closer than she usually would, and kept hold of her hand. Millie paced before them a few times as she battled with herself over something. Finally, abruptly, she turned to face them.

“Fred,” Millie began, in a gentle voice but a firm one, too, “I know you’re going to hate me for telling you this but I need you to understand that I couldn’t let anyone else do it, okay?”

“Okay,” Freddie mumbled, eyebrows furrowed, heart pounding in her ears. All of the sound in the room was muffled. It all looked blurry, almost, like she had forgotten to put on her glasses, but she didn’t need glasses. She felt like a little girl being disciplined by her parents.

“Fred,” Millie said again, inhaling a deep breath. She faltered at the last moment and crouched down in front of Freddie, resting both hands on Freddie’s knees. “Fred, he’s gone down,” she admitted all in one breath. “Rosie’s gone down.”

“What?” Freddie asked. The rushing in her ears was so loud she may as well have been standing outside in the midst of a hurricane. 

“Rosie’s fort caught fire,” Millie said, louder this time. “Someone said they saw ‘chutes but they only counted seven and someone was keeping it flying straight. He thought -” Millie choked but quickly regained composure. “He thought Rosie was probably trying to get them out of Berlin and across Russian lines, so he stayed behind. But then it exploded and he’s not sure if - if -”

“No,” Freddie said.

“He’s not sure if Rosie got out,” Millie finished at last. There were tears in her eyes. Her cheeks were blotchy. She was looking at Freddie like it was taking everything in her not to lunge for the door and flee the scene.

All Freddie could do was stare at her. “Rosie’s…”

Millie nodded.

“You think he’s…”

Again, Millie nodded.

Freddie shook her head. “He’s not dead.”

“He might not be,” Jem reasoned. “He might have gotten out and they just didn’t see the ‘chute because the fort was so close to the ground. Or maybe they didn’t see him because of the fire.”

“Jem,” Millie said quietly, lowly, turning to look at her, “I don’t think that’s helpful.”

“You mean you don’t think it’s helpful to give me false hope,” Freddie deduced. “You’ve already decided he’s dead.”

Millie sat back and clasped both hands over her eyes. “I don’t know what to think,” she confessed, her voice choked. “I just don’t want to make this harder for you than it already is.”

And Freddie knew, then, that Rosie was dead. Because Millie wouldn’t try to force her to believe it if there was any single part of her which thought she may be wrong.

Freddie stood up suddenly. She wasn’t sure what to do with her body. She had all these limbs which were just hanging off of her, waiting for instructions, and they felt like dead weight. 

Her hands were shaking, she vaguely registered, as she started towards her desk. They’d been shaking when Daniel had gone down, too. When she’d been pulled into an office to be told that her boyfriend had been shot down and killed in a mission over Germany. History repeating itself. The same now as it had been then.

And this was always going to happen, Freddie realised. It was why she was so reluctant to get to know Rosie at the start. She had always known it was going to come to this. She’d brought him home with her and showed him pictures of Daniel, showed him how she would pay tribute to his memory when he inevitably went down and she was forced to move on. This had been fated since the beginning, predesigned from before they had ever even met. Freddie, returning home after a while away, greeted with a man who saw right through her the instant their eyes met, a pilot who was going to make her fall in love with him before crashing out of the sky.

It was always going to happen this way.

Freddie collapsed at once. Her legs just couldn’t hold her anymore. And distantly she thought she heard some sort of wailing, some sort of desperate, deranged scream, and she pitied whoever was making that sound because it sounded exactly as she felt.

“Rosie,” that voice kept screaming, over and over again.

Freddie clutched her shaking hands against her heart. 

“Rosie, Rosie, my Rosie. My darling. My love. My Rosie.”

“Shh,” Millie was cooing as she took Freddie into her arms and started to rock her gently back and forth. “Shh, Fred, shh.”

The wailing continued, drowning out her reassurances.

It took Freddie’s voice cracking, her throat dry and sore, to get her to stop. And the screaming, she realised with a sudden clarity, was hers. Had been hers. Where once there was catastrophic noise there was now quiet - heavy, wheezing breaths and ragged sobs.

Freddie vomited before anyone could preempt it, even herself. All over the floor, some of it on her lap, she threw up again and again and again, then coughed up saliva and threw up some more. 

Jem left her side to find something to help - a bowl or something to clean it up, Freddie didn’t care, she barely even noticed.

Millie rubbed her back with one hand, holding back her hair in a makeshift ponytail with the other, and whispered that she was there and she wasn’t going anywhere and that she’d stay as long as Freddie wanted her.

When Jem returned there came a reprieve. Freddie collapsed back into Millie, breathing heavily, her face contorted into a fixed, permanent sob. Millie smoothed her hair away from her sweat-sticky face and rubbed her back, murmuring to her that she was safe, while Jem cleaned up the mess and put a bowl beside her in case she needed to throw up again.

And she did. Freddie threw up for the better part of two hours, sobbing in whatever breaks she got from the nausea, wailing whenever she thought about how the rest of the day, the week, her life, was going to look without Rosie at its centre. She threw up until she started coughing up blood, until her body wasn’t strong enough to support itself anymore, until, finally, her own tragedy knocked her unconscious. Until her body decided for her that she wasn’t capable of living in the waking world anymore and let her find peace in the sleeping one.

[chris-continues]

Trigun Band AU

General HC’s + how you meet

TW: suggestive (just heavy kissing)

SPECIAL THANKS TO @h4venpha @sapphirescience @linkdedruid and @beanibon FOR HELPING ME BRAINSTORM ILY GUYS AND IF U WRITE ANYTHING BAND AU PLS TAG ME <333 (in all caps to indicate enthusiasm) (shakes violently)

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You’re a classmate of Wolfwood’s in college and find out he’s apart of a rock/alt garage band named Gunsmoke with some of his friends- one day he’s frustrated that it’s his turn to do some of the managerial stuff and as he’s complaining to you about it, you suggest that you can take it up. You’re interested after all, and he seems chill enough so.. why not?

You meet him there with his brother, Livio (singer), who’s wildly cute and sticks to him like a social anchor, then meet Vash (drummer), Meryl (second vocalist), and Milly (guitarist) who are inside setting up (Wolfwood is a bassist)

Over time you do more gigs with them and have fun, soon pining after all of them lowk…

Wolfwood guides you with a hand on your back, Livio uses his hand to prevent you from bumping into anything, Meryl lectures you (she’s just worried about you!!), Milly grabs sweets for you, and Vash sometimes stands a bit close to you, gaze lasting a bit too long.

Also Livio’s lyrics start sounding a bit more romantic too :0 (I wonder why??)

Polycule begins!! (Livio and Wolfwood are platonic since they’re brothers) and they’re the best partners you could ever ask for

While getting ready for a show, you’re their “good luck charm” (meaning they kiss you right before a show)

Milly kisses your cheek, Meryl is too shy to do anything but will give your cheek a kiss if she’s nervous, Vash peppers kisses over your face, Livio is also usually too shy but Wolfwood teases him about it like “what, too shy to kiss your own partner Liv?” And then Livio pecks your lips and hides his face, Wolfwood pulls you in by the waist and kisses you then tickles you cause he’s a piece of shit (affectionate)

Vash will cheekily go, “And this song is for you, mayfly.” And wink at you. Whenever this happens, Meryl usually feels part of your secondhand embarrassment and adoration and facepalms

Songwriting sessions with them consist of Wolfwood and Vash tapping their knees and making dumb noises to make a beat that somehow eventually works?? And Meryl is like, “how do you guys do it?? >:0” cause she’s been tryna construct something for a hot minute.

Livio is actually pretty good at coming up with lyrics, constantly humming under his breath with headphones and finding inspiration. It’s really cute. Him, with his hair up and knees curled to his chest as he sits on the floor, hand tapping as he hums.

Milly does something similar w/ drum beats! Sometimes they’ll be sitting next to each other and doing it and their hands touch. He gets really flustered and she’s like, “Awww”

During these sessions Milly, Livio, and you often go on snack runs (they both have sweet tooth’s)

Making out with Wolfwood in the back room.. his tongue piercing is cool against your lip

Also both him and Vash have matching tongue piercings, they fucking love to tease their partners with it because GOD it’s something

Livio gets one a bit later (so far for piercings he has snake bites, vertical labaret, his eyebrow, + industrial and other ear piercings), no tattoo’s though.

Vash has a smiley, a bellybutton piercing, along with a few ear piercings (and his tongue piercing), but one drunken night Wolfwood dares him to get a tramp stamp. He also has an inner lip tattoo saying, “babygirl” in cursive lettering

Wolfwood has spider bites + tongue piercing and has a matching tramp stamp with Vash (it’s a heart design with flames coming from the sides)

Wolfwood and Vash asko have matching nipple piercings

Milly would have an industrial, Meryl with a septum + a few ear piercings. I think they both would keep it pretty light.

You guys potentially get matching tattoos? (Smth w/ angel wings?)

Wolfwood gets it on his back, Vash on his wrist (so he can always look at it) Livio also gets it on his wrist, Meryl on her sternum and Milly on her shoulder/bicep

[forthlin]

Hello Millie forthlin!!! I recently read the fic u collabed with James menlove on and I wanted to say I absolutely Loved it!!!!!!!!!!! I wanted to just shake John the entire time during his POVs and say “HE IS FLIRTING WITH YOU!!!! YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!” but alas I had to watch him try not to fumble his crush (who May or may not look like Elvis) and I loved every second of it. It was a really great read seriously!! I can’t wait to dig into the parts yet to come :))

AUGHHHHH THANK YOU FRIEND <33333 i'm so glad you're enjoying it so far @menlove and i are giggling evilly about what's to come (though i promise it's gonna be Alright in the end <333)

and YESYESYES the burning need to shake john is the EXACT reaction we were hoping for!! he is so very silly and ridiculous over his crush who looks so very much (or maybe not even a little bit) like elvis!! i'll be chewing on your kind words for a long time, thank youuuu <3333

[sgtpeppers]

hi stranger :) 13, 21, 43, and 69 for the fic writing ask thingy!

hey there bestie <33

Do you listen to music while you write?  If yes, what have you been listening to recently? It depends! If I do it's likely a mix of my favourites so usually very heavy on Beatles/Solo Beatles, Bruce Springsteen, Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Laura Marling, Lucy Dacus and The Amazing Devil. But sometimes I need silence or just instrumental music to concentrate better.

Do you prefer writing chaptered fics or one-shots?

Definitely chaptered fics. They start off as one-shot ideas but unfortunately I have no self-control and get so caught up with my ideas that they at least end up needing to be split over a couple of chapters. Although I do need to post the 'John looks after Paul while he's ill' one shot!

Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?

Well someone came up with 'what if Paul and John were childhood penpals' and the idea hasn't left my head since (not helped by all the absolutely adorable/heart breaking headcanons that have also been discussed since) so that's high up on my list <3

What are your favorite fics at the moment?

Always top of the list is your lucky break, which I've read I don't know how many times now and is just. everything to me.

And I'm gonna shout out i want you, i need you, i love you, before I read the chapter you guys posted and it breaks my heart so much I can't type anymore

I am also tragically behind on my fic reading atm which I need to get on top of!

Fanfiction writing asks

thank you millie, ily <333

[writerofstuff]

put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers <333

Ahhhh, this is so sweet! Thank you for this @makemeimmortalwithahug!

In no particular order, five songs I am listening to at the moment:

1) End of Beginning - Djo

2) Humankind - David Kushner

3) Just Being Friendly - Tilly Birds, MILLI

4) Wille's Song - Omar Rudberg

5) Welcome to the Black Parade - My Chemical Romance

[chlorinecake]

GUESS WHO IS BACK🧟‍♀️‼️

anywho, how are you doing? I've been gone for so long lmaoo!!

ps, if you have seen those videos where heeseung has been photobombing engenes when they are trying to record other members, imagine heeseung notices you in the crowd and takes an interest in you!! and wants you to only have your attention on him on stage, not his members. he wants the pretty you in the crowd to focus only on him :(

( This man is so damn fine aahhhhhh )

OMG MILLY HIIIIII !!!?!!??? I was literally stalking your blog yesterday thinking to myself “it’s been two months now, I hope she’s okay 🥺…”

Anyways tho, welcome backkkk 🤪🤪🤪🤪 I’ve been well, thanks for asking !! (aside from some cringe health/family problems but WHATEVER) How abt you darling :333 ?

Also ps, I haven’t seen those clips yet, but I would be a delusional mess if Heeseung ever photobombed me 💀 like, it literally wouldn’t even be photobombing at that point, I’d just feel blessed-

[fukashiin]

rating my mutuals!

i dont have too many but it'd still be fun to rate you guys as a small bday gift from me in return for the interactions and moments I've made with you up until now <33 (if you arent here then i was too shy to mention you but i love your works tremendously!!)

@jeidoleech ⤷ KHOI !

1000/10

my first ever twst mutual on tumblr actually. you dont understand i squealed like SQUEALED when you followed me back and tagged me in your mutuals list?? i was over the moon <33 your writing style is adorable and it really butters my biscuits AND I WAS OBSESSED WITH YOUR BABY BLUE THEME WHEN I FIRST FOLLOWED YOU GOODBYE. so thank you?? for following me like?? SO much??? you were apart of the reasons why i wanted to continue writing for this fandom <3333 i cant keep up with you altering between jade and Floyd im gnna be completely honest OKAY.

@mifyu ⤷ MIFFY !

youre adorable/10

some of the sweetest people I've ever met hello??? and your themes just??? top it off???? i was super shy to ask if you wanted to become mutuals but ohmygod i wasnt expecting you to be the ballsy one. thank you for becoming mutuals with me your works are just the prettiest and im looking forward to more!! i bet if we had a competition to see who could say 'ily more' you'd win by a mile.

@iuuru ⤷ MILLIE

我愛你你你你/10

HELLO IM SO GLAD I REACHEDJ OUT TO YOU WHAT. you match my energy so well and i love that abt you??? MY CHINESE SPEAKIMG COMPANION???? the moment i clicked on your blog i just KNWEW i had to become your moot you just seemed so fun and lovable AND YOU ARE. i was able to improve my chi vocab by a little bit because of you and im genuinely so grateful?? MY FAV LEONA KISSER YOUR WORKS AND IMAGINATION IS LITERALLY IMPECCABLE ILYSM I HOPE TO SPEAK IN CHI WITH YOU SM MORE AND CRASH THE TAG LIMIT BY FAWNING OVER YOUR WORKS

@tinyletterz ⤷ REMY !

stop being so gorgeous???/10

i could use up all the synonyms for beautiful in all the languages i know and it still wouldn't be enough. your works are the prettiest???hello??? whyre they so soft and fuzzy??? u deserve all the cupcakes and cats in the world ill literally take you to the cat island. youre personality is so lovely i literally go through the whole water cycle whenever you answer my ask??? so thank you for being my mutual<33 ALSO WHAT SHOULD WE NAME OUR CAT CAFE??

newer mutuals who i'd love to know better!

your guys' personalities are amazingf and itms such an honour to be your mutual KISSES

@siphoklansan ⤷ SIPHOK !

YOUREAMAZINGATARTSTOP/10

your works. your animations. who allowed you to be that talented??? ill always remember the time you said i was lively and fun even before we became mutuals! that made my day!! youre literally some of the nicest people ive met on this app so never give up on your passion for art IM LITERKALLY GOBBLING THEJM ALL UP <3

@twistedchatterbox ⤷ NOIR !

9038839/10

i cnat believe your first interaction with me was digging up my thirst post for idia STOP. IM A CHANGED PERSON. but ohmygod youre so good at art too?? can you stop being so talented with both writing AND drawing???? but regardless im so happy to be your mutual you seem so hardworking with every work you post and i appreciate that sm?? AND I LOVE YOUR OC. SHES BEAUTIFUL;

@cupids-chamber ⤷ CUPID !

i relate to you an eerie amount/10

i couldve sworn i started hyperventilating the moment i saw you follow me????? you may not think that your crack fics are funny BUT THEY REALLY ARE??? at the same time your normal ones make me SQUEAL AND KICK MY FEET IN THE AIR IM SO TEMPTED TO GET RUN OVER BY AN ACTIVE SPEEDING BUS. and congrats on 4.35k!! i hope we interact a lot more <33

⤷ FOLLOWERS !

♾/10

FROM DECEMBER UNTIL NOW IM SO SO GRATEFUL FOR THE NUMBER OF FOLLOWERS I CURRENTLY JHAVE??? YOU GUYS READ MY WORKS AND LIKED/REBLOGGED AND ITS LITERALLY SO MUCH MORE I COULD EVER ASK FOR??????? SO I JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT YOURE ALL SUPER IMPORTANT AND DEAR TO ME I LOVE YOU ALL SMM<333

[ijzermansdriesen]

OMG MILLIE HIIIII, it’s so lovely seeing you back in my tl i’ve missed you, hope things are better for you now, that you’re feeling well :’) im sending you so much love and infinite hugs and forehead kisses, love youuuuuu <333

VANESA !!!! YOU SWEET MOON HEARTED ANGEL YOU I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!! Just knowing you are here around makes me impossibly happy and giddy... two years!!! This is making me so incredibly soft... I'm all mush... hands shaking. Thank you for existing with your light you're so, so special 🥹🖤🖤Hope you are doing well !! SO MUCH LOVE IS HURTLING TOWARDS YOU RIGHT NOW SWEETEST ONE <3 .