#you have to look at this btw. going here cuz that's my FANFICTION that i wrote ->

[peachywritesstuff]

Charlie Walker relationship Headcannons

An: I'm obsessed with Rory. That is where my loyalties lie.

This has she/her pronouns in it btw(only once tho)

He is your Gomez Addams

"Look at her. I would die for her,I would kill for her."

That is him talking about you.

Dude will literally murder someone for you.

He is the type of person to just have the biggest crush on someone and not say anything for a VERY long time.

Won't catch him confessing his feelings for you. You would be the one to have to make the move.

I don't think this would he his first relationship but his first serious one.

Dude will only have eyes for you.

Would by shy at the beginning of your relationship and be cutely awkward with you.

Movie dates 100%

Loves just staring you

Likes to rant on about horror movies and will blush when he catches himself ranting.

Not to much pda for him. Holding hands, pecks,and kissing cheeks is all I see him doing in public.

In private however...

Man's is very affectionate.

Would be the first to say I love you.

Will have a nice lil makeout but he would be redder than a cherry afterwards.

I think we all know that he is inexperienced

But here me out... he would be natural at EVERYTHING.

Will go into cardiac arrest if he sees you naked.

Brain overload. He will not know what to do.

A part of him wants to look away like a gentleman but another part of him wants to just stare.

Likes when you play with his hair.

You would definitely NOT be killed and will make it known to Jill that if she puts one single scratch on you that he will kill her.

And Jill knows damn well to not hurt you unless she wants to face Charlie's wrath.

I mean Jill saw what he did to Olivia,that could easily be her if she didn't keep her word of keeping her hands off you.

I don't even think he would want Jill to give you any calls.

Like he wanted you completely out of it.

(Lets pretend Jill didn't kill him okay?)

He is definitely two faced and takes on a whole persona when he is under the Ghostface mask.

If he does so happen to come across you during his killings then he would let you get away without making it look like he is doing that if that makes sense.

He a lil crazy,but I think we all knew that by now. He is our little psychotic bby.

soft yandere vibes

He is a lil bit toxic (just a wee bit)

When it is revealed he is the killer you just broke down crying cuz you were angry and sad that the boy you loved so dearly was a murderer.

If you caught him in the middle of an act you would not want him to touch you. At all.

He could start crying when you backed away from him

He can't just kill you when you figure out his identity he fucking loves you

He'd let you go and not go after you.

(Sorry Jill lover's but let's pretend he got away with it and Jill got caught and died for fanfiction purposes)

Since he got away with it he woke up in the hospital with a stab wound close to his heart. Jill was revealed as the murderer.

You were still in shock and did not say anything. Partially out of fear.

You didn't talk to him for weeks. Hell probably even months after.

You knew you should turn him in but you didn't.

When you do talk to him again it's the same awkward Charlie you know who was still in love with you(are we surprised??)

It took a looooong time to trust him again.

You felt like you had been lied too.

After getting away with the murders Charlie was never going to kill again.

Keyword: Was.

When you began to get calls from the new Ghostface/s he just had to get out of retirement and handle the shit.

If there is 2,he could play it smart and might kill both of them. Or kill one and Injure the other.

You didn't have to know this. No one did.

Charlie learned that some things were better left unsaid.

And he be damned if he lost you again

I guess old habits die hard huh?

[o7k5a8m9i]

♠️🌸💖Queen of the Circus💖🌸♠️ Hisomachi Fanfiction🌹🌙💮

~| This is a Hisomachi oneshot (This is NOT cannon but this DOES include some cannon things if you wanna know what's cannon and not go look it up or ask me 🥰🌸💖🎐🍡✨💮 PS I know this story's really cheesy dumb and wholesome it's only cuz their kids when their older it's a completely different story lol🌹💘🌙🦋) [PG-13 ✨Backstory AU✨ again not really cannon ok enjoy💖🌹🎐🌸]

______________________________________________________________Machi POV: I was out on my nightly walk when I heard there was a circus in town (city it's meteor city) so me being the interested, little, 9 year old, girl I was. I decided to go take a SMALL look so no one would see me.

(She then hid behind a old car and watched the show. as much as she wanted to go home and sleep because she's a LITTLE kid she didn't she was hooked it was so Interesting to her🌹 the show was almost over the last act was on! it was a...... red haired little boy!?)

Machi POV: oh a little boy what can he do?

(The boy then performed a lot of AMAZING magic tricks)

[Ok I actually don't know what kinda stuff he could do back then so let's just say magic for fun ok?😅💖🌸] {PS it looks like this art NOT mine ⬇️⬇️💖🌸🌹}

(After the show little Machi was tired because it was 11:00pm that was late for her and her friends might get suspicious so she decided to take the short cut home)

[BTW her "Friends" is the phantom troupe they just did call themselves that yet]

(The short cut led her behind the tent/caravan or whatever the circus was performing/traveling in. she was doing good on her way till she saw something...)

Machi POV: huh oh it's that boy.... I'll just sneak past him..oh a apple yum I'm hungry....==.... maybe I'll steal his another apple....

(She saw the boy with red hair sitting in the back looking at the stars eating a apple there was one more apple beside him and she was gonna steal it because she was hungry. she sneaked up and hid behind some trash she was about to grab it when she heard a voice)

Boy: hey do you want this apple?

Machi: ahhhh!!!! w...w...who are you!?!

Boy: my name is Hisoka^^ what's yours?

Machi: m...m..Machi...

Hisoka: so do you want this apple?

Machi: uhhh......I...I..(she never took things that were offered to her she felt it was a sign of weakness but this time was different)

Machi: oh ok sure (*grabs and sits down next to him*)

Hisoka: Machi was it? nice to meet you^^ (*she just looks at him*)

Hisoka: so how old are you?

Machi: I'm 9 you?

Hisoka: ohh nice I'm 12^^.... so did you like my show? I saw you in the back behind the car^^

Machi: oh uhh.. (she thought she was hiding good and no one saw her)

Machi: yeah you're impressive...

Hisoka: your not to friendly are you? it's not your fault though you don't know how to be~

Machi: Hey don't jump to conclusions!! (he was right though)

Hisoka: oh sorry...I just don't get the chance to meet people...

Machi: I... it's ok...I really liked your tricks..///(*she was embarrassed*)

Hisoka: really thanks!!^^✨

Machi: no prob..///

Hisoka: Hey wanna be friends?^^

Machi: uhh...ok sure==////...

Hisoka: ohhh thank you!!^^~

Machi: but wait don't you live in this traveling circus you'll just have to move again besides I never really had a friend before....///

(the troupe is like family not friends)

Hisoka: well true but we'll be in town for two more days and we'll come back!^^ don't worry meteor city is one of our top places to visit~

Machi: I wasn't worried!!/// and ok we'll be friends.... I guess...

(*they ended up talking for awhile about all kinds of stuff*)

Machi: oh heck it's 1:00am!!! I gotta go!!

Hisoka: oh uhh ok..hey can you come back here tomorrow at 10:00?Machi: ok I will...bye... Hisoka..///

Hisoka POV: she said my name!^^~///

(and just like that Machi ran home as fast as she could. but little did she know he was forming a crush on the beautiful pink haired girl he just met and even she Machi Komacine was forming a small crush on the clown boy she just met although she'd never say it)

{Art NOT mine ☁️}

{|♠️🌸🌹TIME SKIP🌹🌸♠️|} ××× Tomorrow Morning ×××

Feitan: hey Machi wake up..

(*Sleepy Machi raisins her tired hard of her ripped up pillow*)

Machi: huh...Oh Fei hi what's up...==..

Feitan: Where were you? you were gone all night...what were you up to?

Phinks: yeah what were you doing?

Machi: uhh I....uhh......///..

(*she didn't want to say she spent the night with a clown boy she met From the circus it was embarrassing*)

Chrollo: come on guys don't push her she'll tell us when she's ready^^

Machi: thanks Chrollo///

Chrollo: no problem^^

[×× Later that night ××]

Machi: ok I'm off on my walk bye.

Pakunoda: bye Machi^^💖

(*Little Machi ran to the Circus and watched the show till the end*)

Hisoka: Oh Machi!!~^^//

Machi: hi clown boy

Hisoka: clown boy....////Cute I like it~^^ oh I got you something!

Machi: huh what is it?/// (*Hisoka hands her a caramel apple*)

{🎐Just a cute drawing NOT mine 🎐}

Hisoka: it's a caramel apple^^ I've been saving it since I was in the last town but I wanna give it to you^^~

(*Her eyes lit up like they never have before as she held the apple she said Something she DID NOT say often in the happiest tone*)

Machi: Thank You it's so beautiful I've heard about them but I've never actually seen one thank you!!^^💖 (*but honestly she's still a child*)

(*They spent the rest of the night talking eating and having fun*)

Machi: oh it's getting late a gotta go!

Hisoka: ok take care dear Machi^^~

Machi: ok I will (*then she stopped walking and froze*) tomorrow is your last day here isn't it?///....

Hisoka: uhhh yeah it is....but we'll come back!💖

Machi: ok see you tomorrow I wanna show you my favorite spot's!^^

Hisoka: ok I'm excited to see them^^~

{|♠️🌸🌹TIME SKIP🌹🌸♠️|} ××× Tomorrow Afternoon ×××

(*Machi was heading out on her walk early because she wanted to show Hisoka her favorite spot's to play hang out and look at she doesn't have belongs so showing him her favorite places is her way of thanking him for the yummy caramel apple*)

Shalnark: Machi where are you going?^^

Machi: uhhh no where.......///...///

Chrollo: uhh Machi I need you to help me do some stuff sorry^^

Machi: oh uhh ok no prob^^

(*Btw by "STUFF" he means VHS stuff you know. read the manga^^*)

(She helped Chrollo but it took longer then she expected it was now 11:00 she was LATE even though she knew she couldn't show him her spots she could at least see him one last time. after a lot of running she got there and saw him standing in the back where she first met him it made her sad to think this was.....the end)

Hisoka: huh? oh Machi!!!💖 I thought you weren't coming!?^^~

Machi: yeah I was busy....///.....sorry..

Hisoka: it's ok I just appreciate you coming at all everyone always thinks I'm just a freak like a toy or something...

Machi: well....I don't think you're a freak infact I think you're really cool!

(*These words made Hisoka smile a small but beautiful smile*)

Machi: so tonight is it you'll be gone tomorrow...

Hisoka: yeah but and even if it takes YEAR'S I'll come back to you!^^

(*Machi blushed and sat beside him*)

Machi: t.. thank you...///...sorry I couldn't show you my spot's..///

Hisoka: aww it's ok maybe next time^^~

Machi: yeah...so what time do you leave?

Hisoka: uhhh 8:00am

Machi: ok wait for me I'll come tell you goodbye!

Hisoka: aww it's ok you don't have to do th-

Machi: No I'm gonna do it!

(Machi had never been wanted before everyone left her she was alone)

[Not the troupe they're family]

Hisoka: well ok then^^~

{|♠️🌸🌹TIME SKIP🌹🌸♠️|} ××× Tomorrow Early Morning ×××

(*Machi was woken up by Pakunoda*)

Machi: huh... what's wrong Paku?==

Pakunoda: well you were crying in your sleep are you ok?

(*Machi just realized she was crying she wasn't sad but tears fell from her eyes then she remembered her dream it was about her Mother she didn't wanna remember anymore besides she had to go say goodbye)

Machi: oh yeah I'm fine thanks Paku^^

Pakunoda: well if you're sure...

(*then Machi looked at the time 7:30am*)

Machi POV: oh no I'm gonna be late!! all I want is to say goodbye!(*Machi got up and ran as fast as she could she ran faster and faster and finally she saw the caravan leaving she looked around but didn't see him then she looked to her left and saw him sitting looking at the rising sun and for the first time in her life she felt this feeling like her heart was being squeezed*)

Hisoka: oh Mac-(*he was cut off by her hugging him*)

Machi: Bye clown boy^^

Hisoka: bye little Machi I can't wait to see you again^^

______________________________________________________________

[And as they parted ways they both found something they never felt Love and it was a beautiful and sad thing but they had hope even if they had NO idea that they and feelings for one another. but the question is would they meet again?🌹♠️🌸]

{If y'all like this I'll continue the story!💖☺️ actually I'm gonna anyway because I have plans!!✨🎐 anyway if you have any questions let me know no hate please!🥰💮 ok bye bye I hope you continue reading my cheesing story's 😅🌙🌹till we meet again!🌸}

Thank you💖💜♠️

[kitkatopinions]

Sorry to come into your ask box to vent after your post...

But I gotta say, you certainly managed to really sum up everything I dislike about the mentality of "subverting expectations = good storytelling" folks.

Like, it had been such a thing for people to say "X is so good because it subverts audience expectations!" And it's been driving me up a wall because that's just such a backward mentality about it: subverting audience expectations is a completely neutral thing, and one can just as easily ruin a story by going against audience expectations as tell a good story by playing out what the audience might be expecting.

Which, not to necessarily be mean about RW//BY, but yeah... that so many passionate defenders of it are also of the "a story is good cuz it subverts expectations" crowd is... not unexpected.

No, but for real! The way that people and seemingly a lot of writers think that surprise = good is frustrating!:This is one reason why spoilers are such a big deal to people, is that their viewing experience seems to bank on surprise and shock about who might die, who ends up together, who wins what victory in the end. I should be able to know all the plot points and plot twists going in and still enjoy the finished product just as much. If something isn't well set up (Adam's switcheroo in motives, the existence of the gods, Penny being a flesh person, the Ever After, Blake's personality change, arguably Ruby's depression in V9,) or not well done (Ironwood's fall to villainy, Ozpin's gray morality, the bees, Neo's eventual suicide, Ruby's journey as a SEW, the whole morals of the whole show) then whether or not it 'subverts expectations' is entirely irrelevant.

People are fully allowed to complain that they thought a piece of media would do something they wanted and instead did something they personally don't like that much, also, because that IS a bummer. But when I complain about RWBY, most of the time it's not just because I'm salty that it isn't doing what I think I'd personally like more. Like, I like the game Octopath Traveler, but I wish it wasn't that 8-bit looking early video game design, but at the end of the day I don't care because just because it doesn't fit my personal preference doesn't mean it isn't good. I wish Zuko had joined the Gaang earlier in ATLA or had more time with the Gaang than he did, but I still think Zuko's story is as close to perfect as it probably could've been. I just write or read fanfiction for the personal preference stuff. But the complaints I typically have for RWBY aren't like that. Like YEAH I actually DO prefer stories without heroes falling to villainy and with lots of redemption arcs, but I'm not about to hate RWBY just for not following my own personal preferences. No, I criticize RWBY for the bad execution, the lack of emotional pay-off in their story beats, the inconsistent morality they splash here and there whenever it sounds good and then forget about. RWBY is a confused show packed with ideas that never seem to be able to come together and writers that seem more interested in making giffable moments than a well done story. It's just generally not a well written well executed show.

I think that 'it subverts your expectations' is just one of many excuses that people use to wave away criticism with as little thought or effort or need to actually engage in discourse as possible. Just like complaints that the writers weren't interested in good world building and lore and therefore the transition from the moster school drama Beacon Era into magical world traversing quest wasn't well done are waved away with 'you're just mad the writers aren't following your headcanons' or 'you just want cute girls to go brr and hate substance' without actually addressing the true meat of the complaint or offering any substantial counterargument.

BTW, complain any time! I don’t mind hearing it at all. XD

[koreanbibliophilegirl]

I suppose I should talk about possible/confirmed plan changes to my WIPs?

(Fair warning: I've mostly calmed down, but I don't want to work myself up again, so I'm gonna be writing in a normal tone. I promise I'm not ignoring or trying to make light of the whole thing! I just don't wanna talk too deeply about it. All the love and support to Shelby Shubble & all victims of abuse!!!💖)

First off, I believe characters are separate from their creators- anyone who continues to create content about c!Wilbur has my support and respect!

(I will most probably continue to consume content related to c!Wilbur as well, though I will tag him as "c!Wilbur" now, rather than "Wilbur Soot"- I've been tagging all dsmp characters only as their corresponding CC's names, mostly out of laziness. For instance, c!Tommy wasn't tagged as "c!Tommy", he was tagged as "TommyInnit". I don't want to change my whole tagging system, but c!Wilbur at least will be tagged as "c!Wilbur" from now on!)

None of my writing was RPF in the first place, it was all about the characters- but I'm not sure if I myself am ready to freely write c!Wilbur or fanfiction!Wilbur stuff yet. Maybe I never will be; idk.

So here are the changes I'll be making!

DSMP Superpower AU: c!Wilbur will stay. I was planning to include all the DSMP characters(The 'mains', at least, I'm not sure about secondary characters yet), and the notion of leaving c!Wilbur out doesn't really appeal to me. So c!Wilbur will still appear here!

Temporal Transcendence: Honestly, at first I thought TT!Wilbur would be irreplaceable, but after some thought, I was surprised to find it might just work! Karl and Niki would play bigger roles than I expected, but it could definitely work. Heck, it might even be better than the original plan! So I think Wilbur will likely be cut from TT.

Oshi No Ko but Happier AU: I'm on the fence about this one. Wilbur's character isn't CRUCIAL crucial, but he's still pretty important. The outline of the plot will look much different if he does indeed end up getting cut out. So I'm gonna mark this WIP as a solid "idk" and just work it out as I go.

Rarepair Royalty AU: I've never talked about this AU. This one is a bit funny, cuz cutting Wilbur's character out actually solves some of the problems I had with the outline! The plot will actually work out better if Secondborn Prince Wilbur didn't exist- so he's definitely cut from this one! I just need to find someone new to pair with Karl. (Probably Seapeekay; I have the currently ongoing MCYT crackship brackets to thank for the ship!)

Lucky Star: Another fic that's never been talked about- this one is my newest WIP! :D I wasn't even sure where I was going to fit Wilbur in- a character called Wilbur never even existed here. Well, he did, but I'd deleted him for plot reasons a while ago and was in the middle of trying to find another slot. (Cyberknife is Techno's dead twin in this WIP btw- he's not a replacement character for Wilbur, the twin was always going to be Cyberknife.)

Tome AU: SBI literally only serves as Tommy's rich and powerful family here- at least, up to where I've fleshed out. Wilbur's only moment in the spotlight is when he argues with Tommy over dinner, bc he doesn't like how Tommy "got stuck" raising baby Shroud with Purpled(who found Shroud in a trash can), & is caught glaring at Purpled. I'll edit him out maybe. Or leave him, he's not a major character after all. idk.

Others(Mostly Bedrock Bros-centric): Honestly, I never could figure out how to write Wilbur's character that well. So 'Wilbur' isn't too big a character in most of these. Will likely cut.

Tom and Bunnypig(Bee and Puppycat AU): You know what, I think I'm going to make this half-baked idea into a proper WIP. Wilbur never existed here either, so yeah.

CONCLUSION: The whole thing is a mess, and I'm sad and mad, as we all are, but I'm gonna stop thinking about how horrible Wilbur Soot is & focus on how brave Shelby Shubble is!

I'm intrigued at what removing a single character did to my plot outlines, and hopefully, this will open a lot of new opportunities in my writing. I'm certainly looking forward to how my writing skills will develop after this.

To everyone who's actually read through this; thank you for reading this whole thing, I know it's kinda long.😅 Have a cookie and a hug, we all need it🍪🫂 Remember to drink water & eat something! All my love💖💖

[banjjakz]

"oh shit someones already figured it out" hehe i saw right through ur tricks LMAO just thought that gloomy yandere shoko would b Very hot (oh pretty neurotic woman w eyebags... u have captivated me). that was my argument. that one meme that says "my pussy has led me to places i wouldnt even go with a gun" HAHAHA

and abt final girl thoughts... squeezes ur gojo in my hand.... hes so dear to me, in all of his charming asshole and eldritch horror glamour. no cuz the way he chuckles and grins while demeaning reader !! he is not driven by pure love but by deeply rooted obsession, and its only suguru whos at its core- not reader. i love how neither gojo or reader respected each other despite their interactions taking place in the "gojo route". sure it is an otome route but you get no sweet lovin at all! you get literallyreduced to shreds, dissolved into particles scattered across the universe instead! sighs dreamily. anti-otome final girl fanfiction written by banjjakz youre so dear to me........

btw the gojo dsm comment took me out LMAO kinda unrelated but i know psychologists would NOT b welcomed in the jjk world lmao. the stigma around mental health matters between non-sorcerers pales in comparison to how a mental health professional would b treated by a higher-up, for instance. supposing ur goal is to have young sorcerers manage their negative emotions so that they dont go mental and die before they turn 18 then youre unfortunately getting executed for sabotage at best... i remember reading a yuuta fic in which it was mentioned that he had seen a psychologist after the rika incident. makes me wonder if thatd mean hes learnt (within that au) lets say breathing exercises and if he practises them whenever he gets anxious. every other sorcerer watching him like: https://www.tiktok.com/@androidg1rl/video/7291743972991503649

anyways sorry 4 rambling lolll thanks 4 writing final girlll loved it smmm and will be waiting for the secret endings eagerly :> !

no truly like serial bereavement was written for yuuta fans sure whatever but the actual intended audience is the #real sick and twisted individuals with a penchant for off-putting women who lowkey look like they'd be into consensual vivisection

"anti-otome" why am i obsessed with this label LOL wow this is really high praise anon like thank you???? crying.... we are inventing new genres of fiction over here..... just another day on banjjakz.tumblr.com

as for gojo's route, yeah, to be quite honest i can't in good faith imagine him in any lifetime or in any universe with anyone other than suguru. not even in a sappy stsg otp way, but like, just going off of my own personal notes of his characterization.... to me, pairing him with someone else -- even a self-indulgent MC -- would be egregiously out-of-character LOL. this was actually a point of writer's block for me as i was drafting final girl. like, i knew i wanted to tackle satoru. but i also knew there was no way i could convincingly or ethically produce a route where you were the object of his affections. had to take the cowards way out and have him kill you, lol, but at least we get lore? (more will be revealed in the final updates... i promise...)

KJHKSJDK mental healthcare in the sorcery world is actually insane like let's focus on physical healthcare and increasing the life expectancy first maybe

also if you'd like to slide the link to this therapized!yuuta fic.... [eyes emoji]

[imaginesxthevamps]

Hi! Can I request an angst imagine where Brad thinks reader is a gold digger but realize too late he was wrong and then asks for forgiveness, with a fluff ending pls🥺

Thank you!

Expensive stuff | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 4.1k

Date: 16/09/2022

Proofread: yes (mistakes can still be there)

Warnings: angst, violence/fighting, swearing/cursing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, xreader, one shot, fanfiction, angst, request, fluff ending

A/N: Here you go love! I've made this one kinda long so I hope you enjoy :)

I guess it's clear that I love writing angst ;)

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You and Brad have been together for over a year now. Everything in your relationship has been going like a dream. Both of you are utterly happy. You and Brad never felt love so strong like this. Though it's Brad that started doubting your relationship a few weeks ago. There is something in your behavior that changed what caused his doubt.

It started when you asked if he could pay for a very expensive necklace but he never saw you wearing it. A few days later you asked Brad to pay for an expensive dress for a certain party. The next thing he noticed is that you became less affectionate. You rejected Brad more and more when he wanted to have sex with you. It's making him insecure as it seems to him you don't care about him anymore. It seems like you only care about his money and nothing else. He is afraid that you're using him.

You're sitting in your bed with your laptop on your lap. You're looking for a new phone as yours just broke down. You sigh when you see the prices. There is just no phone that meets all your requirements that is affordable. You need one that is suitable for use in your free time and work.

"Hi baby", Brad says when he walks into the bedroom.

You hear him but because you're so busy you don't think about answering him.

"Y/n?", Brad says harder.

You look up from your laptop.

"I'm so sorry baby, I heard you but I was just busy", you answer him.

"With?"

"Looking for a new phone, but there is none that fits in my budget"

"Why do you need a new phone?"

"Because mine broke down earlier today, I already had that one for four years"

"So now you want me to pay for it?", Brad sighs.

"What? No, I could never ask you to buy something this expensive for me. I know I need a phone with some more expensive features for work, I can't ask you to pay for it"

"You sure? Cuz you already let me pay for that necklace you btw never wear and that dress which you only wore for that party", Brad says in an annoyed tone.

"What? That necklace was not for me, it was a birthday present for one of my friends. I agreed with our friends that I was going to buy it but I didn't have the money and yeah I needed that dress for the same birthday party"

"Excuses"

"You think I'm lying?", you can't believe what he says.

"Of course you are. I know your type. The first months everything goes well and then you only care about the money. You don't care about me anymore. You always say you'll pay me back but I never saw that money again. You only want me to buy expensive things for you. I bet that your phone isn't even broken", Brad rants in anger.

"What the fuck?! Is that what you think about me? That I'm a liar and a gold digger? That I only care about expensive things?"

"Don't say it's not true, you've been ignoring me for weeks. You're not even affectionate anymore. You don't even want to have sex anymore"

"Wait, because I don't want to have sex I suddenly only care about your stupid money? Wow, I never knew you would be so short-sighted"

"Short-sighted? Please, this has been going on for weeks"

"The reason I didn't want to have sex is that I'm stressed. I've been stressed for weeks about work and all my money problems. The reason I asked you to pay for these stupid things is because I didn't have the money. And yeah I feel embarrassed about it and yeah I don't want that my friends know that. You god damn know how I work my ass off. I'm sorry I'm not famous or some superstar who earns the big money.", tears are streaming down your cheeks now., "And btw I paid you the money back yesterday but you couldn't care less to check that first before accusing me"

"As if", Brad just simply answers.

"You know what? I don't need your stupid money or you anymore. We're done!", you turn around and leave the bedroom.

In a rush, you take the most important things you need and you storm out of the apartment. The door slams shut behind you and you storm to the elevator. You aggressively hit the buttons in an attempt to let the doors open more quicker.

When the doors finally open you don't even wait to step in until other people had the chance to get out. Everyone in the elevator gives you an annoyed look while you push the button to go to the ground floor. You don't care to look up to them. All you do is stare at the floor as tears are brimming in your eyes.

You make your way to the underground parking lot of the apartment. Luckily your car isn't parked far from the entrance. You take your keys out of your bag and you open your car. The lights of your car light up and you walk straight to it.

When you're in your car you don't hesitate a moment to start it and leave the parking lot. Outside the rain is pouring down and you can barely see anything on the streets. The rage you feel inside is making you drive faster than you're probably allowed to. Flashes of the fight you just had with Brad are rushing through your head. You turn the music louder to try to block these thoughts out.

After a 20-minute drive, you park your car before the house of one of your friends. You hope she will let you stay maybe for a few days until you've figured out a solution. You knock on her door and after a few seconds, she opens the door.

"Y/N? What happened?", she asks worried.

You're standing there with tears all over your face, your eyes red and your mascara running all over your cheeks.

"Brad and I broke up", you bring out in between sobs.

"Oh dear, come here", she pulls you in a hug.

Your friend lets you in and lets you sit on the couch. She sits down next to you, laying her arm around you.

"Do you want to tell me what exactly happened?", she asks carefully.

"Brad and I had a fight".

You tell her the whole story. Why he got mad and what he thinks of you. It hurts to go over these past events but it's also a relief that you can tell it to someone.

"I'm sorry to say it but Brad acted like a dick. You two are together for so long and now he pulls this? He has to know by now you're not like that", your friend says to you.

"Thanks, Lucy, for letting me stay"

"Always sweetheart, do you want to take a bath to relax?"

"Maybe that's not such a bad idea"

***

Brad stands paralyzed in the bedroom while he hears the door slam shut. He still has to process what just happened. He never thought you would react like that. He thought you would be angry but not that you would break up with him.

Brad walks to the kitchen where he sees your phone laying on the countertop. He tries to turn it on but it doesn't work. The screen stays pitch black, not even the name of the brand lights up.

"Damn it!", he curses to himself.

You didn't lie about the phone but that doesn't mean you didn't lie about the other things. Brad continues doing what he normally does, hoping you will return later that night. But little did he know you wouldn't return for a longer time...

***

After you get out of the bath you put on a pajama Lucy brought you. You look at yourself in the mirror and hate how you look. Your eyes are red and puffy, you look like a mess.

Lucy has made you some hot chocolate milk and some cookies when you come downstairs. She is sitting on the couch with a blanket around her.

"I thought that might cheer you up a little bit", she smiles.

You smile back and sit down. You pick up the mug with hot chocolate milk and take a sip. The temperature is just right to drink. You take one of the cookies and take a bite. It's only now you notice how hungry you are. It's already quite late in the evening and you didn't have dinner.

"Are you a little bit okay?", Lucy asks.

"To be honest not really, I mean you don't break up with your boyfriend every day"

"Oh, baby. I know Brad messed up big time but you're already together for over a year"

"I know, but if he can't trust me, if he really thinks I'm after his money, I can't be together with him"

Lucy nods understandably. Her phone beeps and immediately she takes it from the couch.

"Is that Con?", you ask panicked.

"Yeah, he wanted to come over but..."

"You haven't told him about me and Brad right??", you don't let her finish her sentence.

"No, I said I'm having a girls night. But to be honest I think sooner or later he will know it from Brad"

"I know, he is just going to tell everyone that I'm a gold digger"

"Hey", Lucy lays her hand on yours, "don't think like that. Maybe Brad will see how wrong he was"

"Too late, he hurt me, a lot"

*** 2 weeks later ***

You haven't seen Brad for a few weeks now. It wasn't easy as you stayed thinking about him. You thought he would look for you but he didn't. He didn't even care to call or send a text. You thought he would've figured out that you weren't after his money.

You're still living with Lucy. Connor knows what happened from Brad. He told all the band members when they were at the studio. Connor didn't know what to think when he saw you at Lucy's place after the meeting. You told your version and Connor immediately showed you his support. He said that Brad made the greatest mistake in his life and so do his other friends. Brad is just too stubborn to actually admit he is wrong.

***

It also wasn't an easy few weeks for Brad. In the first place, he was angry. Angry about what you did to him, that you didn't return to him. But he started to doubt his actions later. He is scared that he is wrong and that he messed up everything. Deep down he is scared to lose you after everything.

To drink his sorrow away Brad goes to the nearest bar in town. He hangs his jacket up on the coat rack and walks over to the bar. It's very crowded, the space is not so big but it's filled. People are celebrating the end of the work week as it's Friday. They are laughing and having fun. Only Brad is the one who doesn't look happy.

"What can I offer you handsome?", the bartender smiles.

"A gin tonic please, with a lot of gin", Brad answers simply.

"What brought you in such a bad mood?", the girl asks.

"Don't want to talk about it"

"So that means it's the girlfriend who did something, isn't it"

"I said I don't want to talk about it"

The bartender stays silent now and just serves Brad his drink. He takes a big gulp before putting the glass down again. The big amount of alcohol is burning in his throat, though it doesn't make him feel better.

"Can you pay for your drink?", the bartender asks.

Brad nods and takes his wallet out of his back pocket. He takes his card out of it and pays for the drink. Then he gets his phone and opens his bank app to see if the money is transferred. When he sees the interactions he can see that you paid him 200 pounds.

"This is the last money I had to pay you", you've added as the caption.

He scrolls through the history and sees you've given everything back he paid for you. She gave you the first amount three weeks ago.

"Fuck"

Brad puts his phone away. In the corner of his eye, he sees a man entering the bar. He is drawing his attention and then he sees it's y/n's boss. He walks straight over to the bar.

"Aren't you y/n's boss?", Brad asks bluntly before taking another sip from his drink.

"Ehm yeah, well I was, I fired her"

"What? When? Why?"

"You're asking a lot of questions buddy"

"So, answer them"

"I fired her a month ago because I felt like it. She was annoying me and I would never get her into my bed. She wasn't fun. I didn't say it to her, I fired her because of "savings within the company" you know"

"Fucking dick"

"And who are you now? Her brother?"

"Her boyfriend"

Brad is boiling from anger and punches the man in his face. Everyone at the bar is looking at what is happening. Before Brad can act the man punches him back right on the cheek.

"Fucking hell, who do you think you are!", the man says angrily.

Both of them get up and they end up in a fight. Some people are even enjoying the scene. Brad has to endure a few punches and scratches. The man that used to be y/n boss is stronger than Brad. Someone pushes both of them off each other. Brad falls to the ground and the man is looking at him with a big grin on his face.

Brad stands up and takes his jacket. He leaves the bar and gets into his car. He leaves the parking as fast as he can. The tires are squeaking. His cheek is burning and he is tasting blood which means his lip is bleeding.

When he is far enough from the bar Brad pulls over. He looks at himself in the mirror. His cheek is red, and his nose and lip are bleeding. The blood is dripping on his shirt. He has scratches on his neck.

Brad needs to see you. He was so wrong and he feels so bad for it. He hits the steering wheel with his hands out of frustration. There is only one place you could be and that's at Lucy's place.

***

"Do you think it's a good idea to also invite James, Kirstie, Tristan, and Sarah?", you ask Lucy.

"Y/n honey, it's your birthday, it's not because you broke up with Brad that you can't invite your friends"

"They are Brad's friends too"

"Yeah so, then he shouldn't have acted like a dick"

You smile at her while putting down some snacks on the countertop. Lucy has put some drinks in the kitchen. There is some beer, wine, and some stronger alcohol like whiskey, vodka, and gin to make cocktails with.

It was mostly Lucy's idea to throw this party. You didn't feel like throwing a party after everything that happened with Brad. A lot of your friends are coming and you're grateful for that. But Brad's friends are also coming and it feels so wrong not having him too. They became your friends too but it feels strange. A few weeks ago you thought you would celebrate your birthday with Brad but now he is not even coming to your party.

"Hellooo y/n, you still here?", Lucy waves a hand before your eyes.

You didn't even notice she said something to you. You were so lost in your thoughts. You only notice now that you have a bottle of gin in your hands and you're staring at it. Brad's favorite drink.

"Forget about him y/n, tonight is all about fun", she rubs your arm in a reassuring gesture.

The guests start arriving around 8 pm. Lucy lets them in and offers them a drink. Everyone has brought you a little gift. You're so happy to see everyone. For the first time in weeks, you can forget about Brad and actually have fun with the people you love the most.

"So how is the birthday queen enjoying her party?", Connor lays an arm around your shoulders.

"It's amazing, you and Lucy organized this so well. Thank you for everything", you hug Connor.

You hear the doorbell ring but you don't pay attention to it as you already see Lucy walking towards it. Maybe some guests are late.

***

When Brad rides into the street of Lucy's apartment he sees a lot of cars parked on the side of the street. Light is burning in the apartment. It's very crowded in the building.

"Shit, it's her birthday", Brad curses when he sees the date on his smartwatch.

He has to park his car a big end from the apartment. Brad gets out and locks the car. At a fast pace, he walks to Lucy's apartment. He can hear the music coming from there, indicating that they are having a party for your birthday.

Not long after Brad presses the doorbell Lucy opens the door. He can see on her face that she is not amused by his visit.

"Brad, I don't remember inviting you, nor does y/n"

Brad steps closer and the light from inside the building reflects on his face. Now Lucy gets a clearer view of his face and she looks shocked. Brad looks like a mess. His hair is a mess, his curls are hanging on his face. There is blood on his face and shirt. His cheek is turning a shade of blue.

"Please Lucy, let me talk to her. I don't know if she will ever forgive me but I have to try", Brad is desperate and the damage of the fight is kicking in.

"What the hell happened to you?", Lucy asks, still shocked about how he looks.

"I uhm tell that later, I have to see her please"

Lucy gives in and lets Brad in. She follows behind him. When he enters the living room everyone notices his presence. Everyone looks at him, shocked to see how battered Brad looks. You can't believe what you see. This doesn't look like Brad.

"Y/n, can we please talk?", Brad asks you in front of everyone.

"What happened to you?", you ask.

"I uhm, I got into a fight with your boss"

Everyone is even more surprised by this answer. They know Brad can lose his temper from time to time but he would never fight.

"Can we talk please, I know I've made a mistake", Brad begs you.

You can only nod and you start to walk away. Brad follows you while everyone is still staring at him. You decide that Lucy's bedroom will be a quiet place to talk. Brad closes the door when he enters the room after you.

"Do you have any idea how much you hurt my feelings by accusing me like that?", you start the conversation.

"I know, I realize that now", Brad says.

"How could you even think after a year, a fucking year, I would be with you for the money?"

"I know I was wrong, I don't know why I thought it. I was so convinced of it and I'm ashamed now. Maybe it's because I'm scared that people use me. I know it's not an excuse but I can't think of anything else"

He steps closer to you and takes your hands in his.

"I know I made a big mistake and I want to make it up to you if that's even possible and if you let me. I'm just so sorry and I hope you can forgive me"

Brad bends down on one knee while still holding your hands. Tears are brimming in his eyes.

"Please y/n forgive me for what I did, I just don't want to lose you. You're the most important person in my life", a tear is escaping his eye and rolls over his cheek.

You also feel the tears coming up. You want to forgive him but he has hurt you so much.

"I don't know if I can forgive you right now, I need some time. But I don't want to lose you either B, let's just take it slow", you say and Brad nods.

He gets up and hugs you tight.

"I missed you so much baby", he whispers in your ear.

"I missed you too, just never do this to me again", some tears fall down your cheeks.

You hug Brad even tighter. You can smell his familiar smell and you feel safe. God, you missed him and now he is finally back. It's still hard to forgive him but you know eventually you will.

"Let's clean your face up because you look awful", you smile at him.

You take his hand in yours and lead him to the bathroom. You say to him that he has to sit on the countertop next to the sink so you have better access to his face. In one of the drawers, you take a washcloth and make it a little bit wet. You wash the blood off his face. When you go over the little wound on his lip he makes a painful face.

"I'm sorry if it hurts", you say.

"Don't worry about it"

"Did you really fight with my boss?"

"Yeah, I saw him in a bar and I asked if he was because I recognized him"

"Why did you get mad at him?"

"He said he fired you"

You swallow the lump in your throat. You know he would find out eventually.

"And he also said he did that because he was bored of you and he wanted you in his bed"

"What?! That bastard"

"Why didn't you tell me you were fired?"

You look down, not knowing what to say. Your hand drops from his face but Brad takes it with his hand.

"I was ashamed I guess, I felt like I was nothing, he made me feel nothing. I hoped if I applied for some jobs and got accepted that I just could say I switched jobs."

"You know I would never have judged you"

You look into his eyes.

"I know, I just hoped I never would have to tell you and that I would find a new job in a week. I have been applying for weeks now but it's always that I have not enough experience"

"I know it can be hard to find a job, and I would have understood that you had money problems"

"I'm sorry"

"It's not your fault, maybe we have to promise to always tell each other everything "

He caresses your cheek with his hand. You can't stop looking into those beautiful brown eyes. His face is inching closer to yours and his eyes are fixed on your lips. You can see in his eyes how desperate he is to kiss you.

"I can promise that", you whisper.

"I've missed you so much", Brad says in a hoarse tone that causes goosebumps on your skin.

Softly you feel his lips touching yours. It lets the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. You push your lips harder against his so you can taste him better. You bite a little on his lip as you know it makes him go crazy. A small moan is escaping his mouth. He pulls himself out of the kiss. You see him rubbing his lip. Blood is dripping on his finger. You just made his lip bleed again.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry", you put a hand before your mouth in a shocked manner.

"It's okay baby", Brad starts laughing which makes you laugh too.

He takes your hands in his.

"Happy birthday love"

"Thank you"

"I'm sorry I don't have a present"

"That's okay, you being here is the best present I've received today to be honest"

"I'm glad", Brad smiles and puts his arms around you, and pulls you closer.

"I'll buy you a present tomorrow"

"You don't have to"

"I've been the worst boyfriend ever, of course I have to"

"That's true"

Both of you start laughing and Brad kisses you on your forehead. Maybe you didn't forgive him today but in the end everything will be fine and the both of you will come stronger out of this.

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The Vamps requests are open

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Hello! im sending in a matchup request! only if you haven't reached the max limit already, if that's the case then please ignore!

But if not then I'd like a matchup for Haikyuu.

My name is Cupid im and infp, Taurus, my love language is physical touch, and I'm a pretty shy person. I don't normally talk about myself a lot unless someone brings up one of my favorite things. like fashion history, games like stardew valley, sanrio, and anything pink! oh and I'm always prepared to talk about my cat periwinkle and show pictures too! I spend a lot of my time reading and writing. mostly fanfiction at the moment but i write other things too! finally, i have a light pink aesthetic and love to wear skirts and cute shoes!

I hope this is enough! thank you for your time and congratulations on your milestone!!✨✨✨💖💖💖

-cupid💘

Fandom: Haikyuu

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.5K

A/n: tysm honey, and here you go.

I match you with...

Tooru Oikawa!

Ok he's a HUGE tease, so I think he would love the idea of having an s/o whose face turns red with the slightest flirty comment of his And he's such a FLIRT too, so Good luck baring with him tbh lol.

I headcanon that physical touch is also his love language, along side acts of service if he has time. He loves how you get flustered everytime he tends to touch you, and adores how you try to get close to him as well by becoming a blushing mess. He would hold your hand at any chance he gets, and would be super protective of you, especially when facing his fangirls.

"Ok ladies, I really appreciate your support; but as you can see, I'm hanging out with my beloved s/o now so it would mean a lot if you save your chatters for another time!"

BTW his fans have a love/hate feeling toward you. Like, half of them would adore how much you two match each other and might even make a fan club for you, and the rest of them would be jealous, waiting for an opportunity to take their envy out on you, but they would never succeed cuz Oiks would never let them.

You're friends with Iwaizumi too. I mean, he's your boyfriends childhood friend after all and is a gentleman. And he also smacks Oikawa in the head every time he tries to fluster you in public.

You're normally quiet and not too talkative, rather to speak with your actions- like how you would gently run around your fingers on his arm whenever he's standing next to you or press your head against his chest when he's hugging you- so he would do anything to make you come out of your shell and be a little bit more open about yourself and how you feel. He loves how you get all excited talking about stuff you like, losing track of time as you keep telling him random facts about fashion and how much you're dying to go to a fashion show or things like that. He loves it so much that he would make time for you on his incredibly bust schedule, listening to your nonstop rambling while adoring how pretty you look all exhilarated.

"Oh- did I tell you about that dress that was exhibited in 1986- babe? I'm sorry I was being too talkative I-" "Oh no not at all suger cube, please go on <3"

SPEAKING OF FASHION SHOWS

He would be more than willing to be your model, trying on spicy outfits as he checks himself out in the mirror while smirking and winking at you.

"Say y/n chan! How does it feel like to date with the most handsome man that has ever landed on earth?" "Um... tiring and troublesome? <3" "Wha- So mean, y/n! What has happened to my kind hearted bunny? You should stop hanging out with Iwa chan!"

I think that he also likes cats, so he would give head pats to it every time he come's at your door to walk you to school.

YES, he always walks you to school

Would store cute pinky stuff in his closet to gift them to you whenever your feeling down or something. It's not like he needs a reason for showering his darling in gifts, after all :D

I hope you like this and tysm for participating!

[ruby-freeinthesky]

Fanfiction: 𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖎𝖙 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖘. 𝖂𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖎𝖙 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞.

Summary:

Monkey D. Luna's dream is to be the King of the Pirates! To be the freest in the whole world! But even with her dream being important, it won't top her family, because to Luna, keeping her sisters safe and happy is the most important. So, do that mean she's going to sacrifice the freedom she deeply wants for the safety of her sisters? What a silly question, of course she will! Even if that means that she will have to leave them, letting them think she had betrayed them and basically becoming the government's most loyal wolf. Just so that she can protect her family.

Fandom: One Piece

Characters: Monkey D. Luffy, Portgas D. Ace, Sabo, Monkey D. Garp, Akagami no Shanks | Red-Haired Shanks, Fushichou Marco | Phoenix Marco, Mugiwara Kaizoku | Strawhat Pirates, Smoker, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Whitebeard Pirates, Shirohige | Whitebeard | Edward Newgate.

Relationships: Fushichou Marco | Phoenix Marco/Monkey D. Luffy, Smoker/Portgas D. Ace, Trafalgar D. Water Law/Sabo.

Status: Complete.

Chapters 19/19

Link to fic: AO3

So, before you all start reading the story. I'm going to make it clear that my writing is not the best. Sure, it was fun writing, but I'm not good at it. I did my best and I hope you all enjoy it.

I'm going to point out things from now onwards in case anyone wants to know.

The couple is a rare ship, for some reason that I like? Please don't judge me lol. If you guys don't like it, you can always stop reading, don't force yourself. It's Marco x Female Luffy. For Ace and Sabo, I decided with Smoker x Female Ace and Law x Female Sabo.

BTW, if you notice mistakes, please let me know, I'll try to go back and fix them.

I feel like the story is rushed, so you guys will probably feel the same. I also tried making it emotional, I'm trying to write angst, tell me if I actually managed to stir some feelings. 😂

Luffy's female name here is Luna. I was originally going with Luffia, it's difficult to use Lucy, cuz whenever I hear/read that name, I'm reminded of Lucy of Fairy Tail.

Both Ace and Sabo will also be females, their names will be Ann and Sabrina. (I got the name Sabrina from The ASL Sisters by KhristinaMargarrette on AO3, it's an amazing story, those who are willing, should give it a try)

The timeline is pretty much messed up, so I'm sorry if there are any confusions. For instant, let's imagine the Roger pirates had disbanded early, and that Shanks formed his crew before Roger's death.

The cover picture is supposed to be the flower hydrangea, which according to google is a flower that symbolize heartfelt emotions for the people you love including your spouse, children and family. I wanted something that is connected to family and this the best flower I got.

And the tittle? I didn't know what to name the story, again, I wanted something that is related to family. After looking through many family quotes, I decided on something short so I choose "Some call it Chaos. We call is Family." I feel like it's fitting considering how messed up the family is, but at the same time I feel like the title is light hearted. If you guys think the title isn't fitting, please let me know, who knows, I might change it if I got a better name.

I struggled to write the last chapters. I had been in a writing slump, no matter what I write, it turned dry. I was drifting from the One-Piece fandom; sure, I’d read the manga and watch One-Piece edits and all lol. But I couldn’t write anything. Then I shifted back to fanfics, I had been reading other fandoms before.  So, then I was like, hmmm, should I try writing? And voila! I wrote three whole chapters and I finished the story! But I’m still scared they turned out dry, so yeahhh…

I would also like to let it be known that I know almost nothing about Greek or Norse mythology as they will be mentioned in the story, sorry if I make any mistakes regarding them, all the information I wrote about them I found on google.

Also, be warned, there might, highly likely, be spoilers. Again, WARNING ALERT: SPOILERSSSSSS!!!!

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[k-white]

Ok so I have been reading various fanfictions for AkkAyan and I noticed a thing I didn't notice wile watching the episodes, and that thing is that how Akk acts at the beginning of the show when he follows Ayan allover convinced he has some sort of plan to take down the school(wich in retrospect was true lol) made think back on how Harry follows Draco in book 6/year 6 cuz he is convinced as well that the blonde is up to no good(again he was correct as well lol) and this similarity has kinda messed up my brain lol, cuz if you look at it it does feel very similar even if their personalities are all different and the stakes are different, and this 2(Akk and Aye) start basically as enemies with one being the rule abaider teachers pet all about keeping the reputation and the other is the rebel that has a personal agenda against the school and helps the protesting students but they also have a charged tension amd an attraction that bring both to develope feelings so it just made think of H and D both in canon and in the fanfictions that I read.

this also made me want a The Eclipse Hogwarts au(wich there are none in ao3) btw if you wanna know this is my hc for the characters and what house I think they would go in:

Akk and Aye: Slitherin both very goal oriented leaders both a bit cunning

Khan: Hufflepuff it fits boy is the most loyal friend

Wat: Revenclaw curious and openminded love to discover new films and make his own he is a raven for sure

Thua: Griffindor this bitch got some balls to do what he did also he isn't that ambitious, he is smart but inteligence isn't the only factor for a Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff I though of putting him here but my puffs are hardworking loyal friends and he isn't not anymore so the only one are the lions

Namo: Griffindor(I know he wants to ba prefect but this boy is way too dumb to be a cunning ambitious slitherin so in to the griffs)

Jamnan: Slitherin leader and the start of the rebellion

Jamnong: Hufflepuff sweet soft and loyal

Jamnian: Griffindor he is the gutsiest this boy has strong will

Sani: Ravenclaw she is curious and the only one that has some curiosity over the curse, witty and inquisitive

I am not including the other teachers, I'd include Dika but I don't really know where to put him maybe Hufflepuff he feels like one to me

this post has no purpose I just needed to express this thought hope who sees it to like it, after all Harry Potter is the fandom in witch I was for the longest time and I still hold it very close to my heart even tho that bitch ruined the experience... I am so disappointed in that woman

Anyway sorry HP fans that came across this post that has nothing to do tho the saga this post is mostly for me, tho if you are interested in the show I mentioned it is called The Eclipse it's a 12 episodes Thai show available on YouTube for free

[little-lee-froggie]

Ahhhhh, hiiii!!! I’m here again, I know, so amazing, I’m so very talented (don’t question my sarcastic self-validation-). Sooooooo, no clue why the ever living fuck I’m so energetic rn, but you know what, I’m just going to go with it and pretend I haven’t had to much caffeine to have at midnight. Anyway, so little fun fact, I don’t just write fanfiction, I also like to write my own original stories with my own characters, and I’ve been doing that for even longer then writing fanfiction, and I’m really happy with my most recent project! I’m only on the second chapter of the first draft, but I can’t wait to spend a lot of time perfecting it until I can eventually post it in a few years, and so I wanted to make little headcannons that are technically cannon since it’s my story about the two main characters (Asher, he/they, and Noah, he/him) because I love them more than I love myself, and no we’re not getting into that. Anyway, with that really annoying intro out of the fucking way, here’s my technically cannon headcannons:

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1.) Noah will always take pictures of the two of them together and puts them in a scrapbook. Asher knows about all the pictures because Noah wants their consent to have their photo taken, but Asher is not allowed to see the scrapbook until it’s done

2.) Similar to the first one, Asher likes to take little videos to help him remember everything they do together since he has trouble with memory

3.) Asher doesn’t smile or laugh pretty much at all. Not always because they’re unhappy, just cuz they don’t really like to, as they’re worried people will find it annoying if they do, however Noah found out Asher is ticklish and often will just lightly poke them to let them know it’s okay for them to smile

4.) At first, Asher was really worried to talk about interests with Noah. He still likes listening more than talking, but he’s gotten better with in, and Noah loves when Asher gets all exited about a show he just watched and convinces Noah to binge it with him, or goes on and on about a book he just finished

5.) Neither of them have ever had really close fiends like each other before, and the two of them can be pretty unsure of what to do in certain situations, but they often get over it quickly

6.) Asher is realllllyyyyyy bad at verbal communication, especially when it comes to his emotions or how he feels about someone, so he likes to make pintrest boards for Noah or for himself to understand his own mind. If he makes it for Noah, he likes to show it to him once he deems it complete, and Noah absolutely loves them

7.) Noah really likes write, so he will sometimes make poetry for Asher when they seem really down

8.) When they hang out at each others houses, they always sit with Asher’s head rested on Noah’s lap. Sometimes if the’re studying or something, they’ll be wearing earbuds and listening to music

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So, those were my little cannon headcannons! I really hope you enjoyed them, sorry they were so short. I need to flesh out Noah’s character some more.. btw, if you want to get to know them a little better, I have some pintrest boards for them you can look at if you so wish! Here’s Asher’s, here’s Noah’s, and here’s their little duo one! Thanks for reading, and I’ll try to get some of my regular content out sometime within the next........ idk, I have very little motivation for fanfition rn, lol. I’ll probably be posting about Asher and Noah a lot, so if you liked this, watch out for other stuff, like maybe their visual desings and stuff! Byeeeeeeee!

-Froggie :p

[idy-ll-ique]

Paparazzi.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: TOO META, m*sturbation, mentions of s*x

Requested: nope

Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me... Y/N Y/L/N writes Marvel fanfictions. One day, Sebastian stumbles upon her account and, unable to help himself, reads all the stuff she has written about him. He didn't mean to fall so hard for her but he does. How can he not? She has shown him parts of himself that he never even knew existed.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay so a few weeks ago I read a similar (but dark) fanfic and I really wanted to write a softer version of it... Enjoy!

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Same old, boring routine.

Y/N hit post and slumped against the headrest of her bed, sighing. She waited; a minute, then two passed and she noticed that someone had liked her post. She smiled to herself as she kept her phone away. Though boring, she wouldn't trade her life for the world. Y/N… well, she was a university student first and foremost but she was also a writer.

Being a big fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she had started writing fanfictions a few years ago. She posted them on Tumblr, where her blog, though not very well-known, stood out enough for her posts to get around 800-1000 likes per post. She loved it; she loved writing, she loved posting her stories and especially, she loved the feedback.

Sometimes people were rude, but most times, the reviews she got were fantastic. She read each and every one of them, smiling goofily as people freaked out over her fanfictions. It warmed her heart. A smile automatically blooming on her face, Y/N lay down on the bed and decided to go to sleep, it being almost 3 am.

Unbeknownst to her, someone else was up at the same time, tossing and turning in his bed, restless.

Sebastian sighed as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. He drank some water and lay down again, closing his eyes but it was like sleep was mad at him. Refused to be anywhere near him. He groaned to himself and picked up his phone from the nightstand, deciding to go through Instagram, hoping he'd finally fall asleep to the glare of the screen.

As he logged into his account, he skipped the activity page and went straight to the explore page. Bored, he continued scrolling until his eyes landed on a specific photo. And the breath escaped his lungs when he clicked on it; the woman in the picture was absolutely gorgeous. He just couldn't resist going to her page, smiling widely when he read her bio.

It gave him her basic information; her name, her age, the university she attended. But what caught his eye was the link below the bio. My Marvel Fanfictions Master List. Marvel fanfictions? She was a writer? Smirking, he clicked on the link and it took him to Tumblr. Of course, he'd heard of the site, but didn't have an account on there. At 3 am, his mind sure wasn't working right.

A post popped up on the screen, the same master list she had mentioned earlier. And his eyes bulged out of their sockets; damn, those are a lot of fanfictions. He went through the whole thing, smirking again when he noticed that she had written the most fanfictions about him. Not Bucky Barnes, no, Sebastian Stan.

He clicked on the first one. The date of posting was way back, in 2019. He started reading; nothing about it felt weird to him; he was intrigued, if anything. And as he continued reading, he couldn't help but imagine her being in the stead of the female protagonist. Her, the writer. The woman whose picture had made him end up reading in the first place.

When he finished the story, his heart thudded wildly in his chest. Wow, she really has a way with words. And he had also noticed how in the author's note, she used a lot of slang but reading the story had made him realize that she had an amazing, extensive vocabulary. He went back to the master list and clicked on the latest post under his name.

Posted: 15 minutes ago.

His breath hitched in his throat when he read the warnings: there was going to be sexual intercourse in this one. For one moment, he hesitated; did he really want to read this? "Oh fuck it," he huffed and scrolled, starting to read. The more he read, the more his shaft twitched in his pants. He wasn't really like that during… but oh damn, he wasn't complaining.

"Oh, Seb…"

His hand slid down and he rubbed himself through his boxers, unable to take his eyes off the text in front of him. His strokes got harder and faster as the sex got steamier. "Ungh, I'm gonna cum—" And he suddenly came in his boxers, groaning. Slumping down on the bed, he quickly finished reading the rest of it, going back to the master list.

He took a screenshot with the account's name in it and then went back to her Instagram account to take another screenshot. Keeping his phone away, he slipped out of his boxers, cleaned himself and pulled the covers on top of him, finally feeling tired enough to fall asleep.

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Y/N was walking across the campus of her university, going to the cafeteria when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Taking it out, she opened Tumblr to read the message someone had sent her just then.

his-username: Hi there! I was binging your account last night, you write really well

your-username: Omg thank you!!!! I really appreciate it, I love getting feedback! 🥺❤

his-username: You're welcome! Especially your latest post, that was really good ;)

your-username: hehe 😈 glad you liked it!

Smiling widely, she kept her phone away and continued walking, not knowing that the person who had texted her was the same man she had written about. Sebastian smiled to himself when he read her text. After getting up in the morning, the first thing he had done was install Tumblr on his phone. Then he made an account for himself.

Figuring out the app was easy; he found out that there was an option to keep your liked posts and the accounts you followed hidden, and selected it immediately. No one needed to know what he did on the app. Then he went back to her account, pressed the follow button and started binge-reading her fanfictions again. Last night had he read only two, and that had left him wanting more.

Funny how much things can change in a night. He liked and reblogged all her posts without a second thought; he even read all her Bucky Barnes posts. She understood his character so well, put him on what he thought was an undeserved pedestal while writing about him. Some of the stories were AUs, which he found out stood for Alternate Universes. Mostly mobster or mafia stuff.

He had the day off, and he spent the entire time cooped up in his apartment, on his bed, reading. The more he read, the more he started fawning over her, over the version of him that she put out to the world. Dominating, suave and just perfect. He loved it. At the end of the day, he decided to text her again, hoping she wouldn't think he was weird or find out the truth.

his-username: do you wanna be friends, maybe? I'm new to the app, don't really have any friends here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That was a lie, he knew Mark Ruffalo had an active Tumblr account. But it's not like he could tell him.

your-username: Yes sure!!!! I was also thinking of making some friends on this app lol

his-username: You don't have any on here? But you've been here for years, haven't you?

your-username: haha yeah, but I don't really reach out to people much. Sometimes people leave their feedbacks on my posts, text me but that's that

his-username: Ohhh

his-username: well, let's start with names. Mine's Sebastian

your-username: Really?????? omg that's so cool lmaooooooo (didn't think you were a boy but 😳👀)

his-username: Not a boy, I'm a man 😤😂

your-username: 🤣 im y/n, btw

his-username: Y/N, that's a nice name

your-username: thank you!!!! So, what do you do?

his-username: nothing really that interesting, I'm in theatre

your-username: theatre is nice! I'm studying at [university] in New York lmao

his-username: Wait you're in New York? So am I!

your-username: ASDFHKSHKGF that's awesome!!! also I noticed that you've been going through my account the whole day 😏 notifications upon notifications keeping my phone busy

his-username: Oopsie?

your-username: 😂😂 I really don't mind, it was great! Despite the amount of likes on my posts, I only have a few loyal followers lmao gaining one more felt nice

your-username: You a big fan of Sebastian Stan? Cuz I noticed that you were only reading his and Bucky's fics 👀

Sebastian's face heated up.

his-username: kinda yeah 🤷🏻‍♂️😁

your-username: Cool cool cool, I'm a big fan of his too!!!! also got a crush on him but whatever 😳

Sebastian smirked at his phone. A crush on him, huh? That… was acceptable. He suddenly felt his cocky side coming out; the one she described in nearly all her fanfictions.

his-username: wouldn't blame ya, I mean, look at him. You have also written the most fics about him and Bucky

your-username: right????? damn that man has raised my standards. Anyway, I gtg now, I have to finish a paper before midnight. ttyl!

his-username: Bye! 👋🏻

He kept his phone away and took in a deep breath. This was the most fun he had had in years, and he was not letting her go so easy. He realized he was quickly falling for her; rather unhealthy, but he couldn't help it. Look at her. She looks like a goddamn angel, writes like one, makes him feel like one, do you really expect him not to fall for her? That's insane.

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Months passed by like a breeze. Y/N and Sebastian had become very good friends, and he knew his way around words just enough to keep her from finding out his identity while not lying to her. Y/N also appreciated his friendship, because he was the one to whom she could rant about her most favorite man in the world— Sebastian Stan.

Sometimes, she thought about how weird of a coincidence it was that her new friend and the actor shared the same names, but then she used to brush it off; that was a common name, right? They talked for hours on end; Sebastian (her friend, not the actor) was extremely witty, smart and fun to talk to, she had to admit. Sebastian felt the same way.

His feelings had worsened. Y/N entirely owned his heart now. Somedays, he'd just go on Instagram, go to her account— her username memorized by him— and stare at her photos until he grew tired; he'd never get tired of looking at her beautiful face but his stiff body afterwards begged to differ. She was just so Elysian. He longed for the moment when he could meet her in real life.

His personality had also changed majorly, and people had caught on. Especially his Marvel co-stars, who knew him to be introverted, shy and, in Anthony Mackie's words, "boring". They were surprised at his sudden change in attitude; he knew his worth and Y/N had helped tremendously in finding it. Now, all those adjectives that she used in her fanfictions fit him perfectly.

Sebastian was never tempted to read fanfictions about himself from authors other than Y/N. No, he only loved her work. He was sure no one else could write as beautifully as she did, he was her #1 fan. Y/N even sent him funny Marvel memes she found on the app and he used to enjoy them heartily; God, the others have no idea what they're missing out on. Our fans are awesome.

Everything was going well.

Until one day.

Sebastian was getting bored at home, so he decided to go to the nearby library to clear his mind. He had read not one book in the past few months, hung up on Y/N's fanfictions. At this point, he was obsessed with her and he knew it. It was nothing dark, per se, it was— it was similar to how Y/N was attracted to Sebastian. How she was a fan of his work.

Just the same. He was a fan of her work in the same way. Just how she was attracted to him, he was attracted to her. Walking into the library that he visited often, he gave the librarian a smile and ventured further into the dark place. He checked his watch; the library closed at 12 am, it was currently 9:30 pm.

Not many people were around, heck, nobody was around. He thought himself to be all alone until he heard it. A sigh, coming from a few aisles away. He walked in that direction and peeked around the corner, freezing when he saw the other person. Y/N? Her books were strewn all across the table as she sat alone at the booth, rubbing her temples.

"You okay?"

She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. I'm dreaming. This is not real. Now I know for a fact that Sebastian Stan is not standing in front of me, asking me if I'm— "Hello?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of her thoughts. "I, uh— I'm— h-hi," she stammered and he almost chuckled. "Hi." She gulped visibly and blinked at the table, not meeting his eyes.

"Can I have a seat?" He wants to sit with me?! "Y-Yes, sure, sir," she blurted out and he easily slid into the booth next to her. "Hey, please, call me Sebastian. What's your name?" He gave her a friendly smile, even though all he wanted to do was push her back into the booth and kiss her wildly. His shaft twitched just by thinking about it; Y/N was a thousand times more beautiful in person.

"I'm Y/N, it's very nice to meet you, I'm… I'm a fan," she admitted, playing with the ring she wore on her left thumb. I'm your fan too, sweetheart, the biggest one. "Y/N, nice name. You come here often? I haven't really seen you around." She shook her head. "Oh no no, I moved to this part of the city just a week ago, this is my first time here. The library is cozy," she shrugged, easing out of her tense position.

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know, this place is awesome. Got all my favorite books here," he chuckled and she smiled at him. "What's all this?" A groan left her lips. "Ugh, stupid university work. I have to write a book report but I don't even know what to write about." He smiled gently. "Well, I have a few favorite books, would you like some suggestions?"

"Oh, please! Tell me!"

He started listing some of his favorite works and Y/N noted the names down until he said the last name. At that, she froze. That's the name of my latest— She looked up but he had a smile on his face. "Oh, and the last one is by my favorite author." He took a pause. "Y/N Y/L/N." She froze completely, staring at the man with her jaw dropped.

Sebastian grinned. "We finally meet, Y/N, I've been waiting for months." Her mouth opened and closed several times as she recalled every interaction she had had with her online best friend— scratch that— her celebrity crush. All the times she had confessed her love for Sebastian Stan, all the dirty and inappropriate memes that she'd sent him…

Embarrassment flooded her entire body as she exhaled shakily. "It was you," she croaked out, "On Tumblr, the account— I'm so sorry—" Sebastian frowned in confusion when she blinked back sudden tears, a few still rolling down her cheeks as shame replaced embarrassment. "Y/N, please don't cry…" She looked up at him, his figure blurry due to her tears.

"You've read everything, haven't you? I just— I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable—" He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. Y/N couldn't hug back, though she appreciated the hug especially since it came from him. "You don't know how much you mean to me, doll," he mumbled into her shoulder, using the nickname she often used in the stories she wrote about him. He grew accustomed to it easily.

"Huh?"

He pulled away to wipe her tears. "It was an accident," he admitted, "But I stumbled onto your Instagram account from my explore page. Then I clicked on your account, saw that you wrote Marvel fanfictions and I just couldn't resist the urge to read what you had written. Blame it on 3 am me, to be honest. You're a great writer, and I was immediately drawn to your works. They're awesome.

"They've helped me so much in the past few months. You see this changed attitude that everyone's been talking about lately? All because of you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for keeping my identity secret, but after reading your works, I knew I had to get closer to you. I made the Tumblr account just for you, just so I could talk to you. I'm sorry for lying, but thank you."

Y/N dumbfoundedly stared at him for a few moments, her heart beat getting steady with each thump. Here was a man she admired, loved more than anyone else in the world, telling her that he harbored the same feelings for her. How crazy was that?! Not trusting her words, she simply pulled him into another hug. Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her flush against him.

"Can I kiss you, doll?"

She slowly pulled away from him and nodded, shyly biting her lip. Grinning at the endearing gesture, Sebastian cupped her face and leaned in, gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss grew hungry in a matter of seconds, and Y/N responded just as eagerly. His hands slid down to her waist and tugged on it, pulling her on his lap. She straddled his thighs as they continued kissing.

"Fuck," he groaned when they finally pulled away from each other, out of breath and panting. "You see what you do to me, doll?" Sebastian spoke huskily as he took her hand, placing it right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants. "Oh," Y/N whimpered when she felt him, the sound going straight to his shaft. "How about I take you home and we recreate some of the scenes from your stories, hm?"

"O-Okay."

"Good girl."

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A/N: What a meta experience 🤡 Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

[yourfavouritetragedy]

The Religion of Prime

(as it pertains to “The Demolition Lovers and the Living Dead” AKA Demolition Duo)

So I only half-made the whole Prime religion, but the next chapter is probably going to involve some stuff so I wanted to have this to point people to. From memory as I don’t have my notes with me, and some of this might be subject to change.

Prime was a singular entity that is believed by Sfintists to no longer be a singular, conscious God

died to create the world

other sects believe Prime’s still alive or that Prime is in hibernation -- generally not common in the DSMP

The sect that plays the biggest role in the fic in Veneration (subsect of Sfintists) because that’s what c!quackity is

Veneration is essentially Catholicism without the hierarchy

prayer is done individually and on the campanis (like a rosary, but with bells)

Saints are people who have a concentration of Primic energy in them and do good in the world.

Churches must be consecrated by Saints

when not praying in a church, one should bless the ground before the main prayer

the holy book (the TOS) is almost immaterial to Veneration. religion mainly taught from parent to child, or a young person learns from a monk/nun

Because Veneration churchs do not hold regular service, they’re actually more like temples

some have monks/nuns that take care of the place, but sometimes it’s the responsibility of those who use it to take care of it.

The bell is the universal symbol of Prime

Church Prime is non-denominational (accepts all types of worship and holds generic service one a moon cycle), but it is mainly attended to by Verneraters because it was founded by Saint Maria, the first Saint.

c!tommy is a Sfintist. he owns a campanis but he does not pray on it in structure, when he uses it at all.

Minor Gods: real people -- people don’t “believe” in them.

Dream XD isn’t a thing btw. I just. didn’t include him while setting this up.

Totems are like, they’re kinda like a step up from warlocks/priests? They do the will of the god they’re signed to but also are a bit more than human.

Technoblade is the totem of the Blood God. This has exactly zero bearing on the fic but it’s referenced.

Kristin was the minor god in charge of the afterlife

Foolish was a totem of hers before he became a minor god of creation

(this section is low on details cuz i haven’t figured it all out yet)

souls are canonically in the shape of a dream blob (head, triangle from next to chest (heart/lungs))

when you die, your body goes with you (to the afterlife realms, where you would stay for a while and then Krisitin would release you back to Prime as energy).

More specifically, because this is video game fanfiction, all entities, animals and humans, drop certain things but the major body leaves with the soul

this is how Quackity still canonically ate Schlatt’s heart

because of this, there are no traditional “burial” rites, but rather the normal Minecraft thing of making a grave where the person died.

I don’t care about spoilers but they're under the cut in case you do

Dream was a demon (manifestation of dark energy to keep the balance in the world) that became a minor god by usurping Kristian.

originally zombies were closer to “Early Sunsets”  with hell is full and bodies rejected, but when working them out, I left that behind. 

so zombies = Dream’s experiments with power gone wrong.

he reanimated the body but not the soul, and a body can’t exist without a soul.

There are Entity Rules to whether things are living or dead, because fk it, this is fanfiction of a video game

oh man looking at what was here before, I originally had that the body was dead and the soul was alive, yet cut off, so the body was in a limbo between alive/dead and firing randomly. It’s the opposite now.

original soul put into a non-active state/darkness -- trapped. The body can no long sense it because it is still in “dead” state.

So they keep looking for a soul. and through a glitch, somehow or another, it became contagious: if a zombiedifed person killed you, you would reanimated after death as well

basically zombies are attracted to souls, so they horde because of the inactive souls inside them -- it’s enough to pull them together, but not enough for them to attack each other.

WHEN KILLED: body is left behind

yo I finally have a reason why! It is already dead, so it has no reason to leave then. Prevented from leaving the first time b/c soul was still alive inside of it.

soul is sent to afterlife

soul has NO PHYSICAL COMPONENT. only “metaphysical”. on another plane. mysterious.

wilbur and ghostbur: idkkkkk so like wilbur hated himself so much pieces of his soul were forced out and then ig like, dream just came to power so he was trying to bring things back to life and he ended up making Ghostbur (the soul bits) Living and glitched a body??

update: i more just think of it as Dream fking up Wilbur these days

Friend is a soul-based entity, because reactions have opposites (Dream made extra body for wilbur(?), so extra soul needed?).

Every sheep is Friend but also Friend is only one entity. Friends are a hivemind.

anyways so like. when you're a detached soul you aren't fully conscious. you can't really think.

also Jack Manifold got away because that was when Dream was very new to the job and did not have much control — not a revival, he escaped Hell.

anyways at the end Foolish fixes things and the souls are put back into their bodies. all good 👍

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Anonimous said: Hi sweetheart, how are you? I hope you doing great. First of all, I’m a huge fan of you and I’m from Saudi Arabia I CAN’T STOP SMILING WHEN I READ A FANFICTION FOR U♥️. So if you don’t mind and the requests are open could we have something for Kai, Kaito, Kin, and Haru doing a pajama party cuz that is ANGEL B-day n she’s like these things? Sorry for my bad English. AGAIN THANK YOU BECAUSE YOU MADE MY DAY♥️

“You two want to do what again?” he sighed, one of his hands supporting his head with his elbow on his desk as his free one pinched his covered nose.

“A pj party!” Kin giggled as her older brother nodded at her, confirming to his father he also wanted the same thing.

“Why? You both know none your colleagues like to even step closer to the Hassaikai, is useless.” He gave an nonchantly look at Kaito when he facepalmed, mocking him surely the little brat, as Kin huffed and put her hands on her waist with a frown, reminding him very much of you.

Damn those brats took after both of you very well

“Dad..” Kaito groaned before pointing at the door with both arms “Is for mom’s birthday! She loves those things!” The boy exclaimed as he deadpanned.

“Don’t tell us you forgot!” Kin spoke with a cold tone of voice while glaring at him with a pout, matching gold orbs staring back at his own.

“I haven't.” he sighed, getting up from his chair and leavuing his office, his son and daughter following him like baby ducks, causing to a nearby precept to chuckle at the scene before yelping when he saw the death glare Chisaki gave to him over his shoulders. 

“Then you letting us do it then?” The nine year’s old boy asked, face same as his father but on his (E/c) coul be noticed a tinge of hope and happiness.

“Your mother is how many years older than you both again? The answer is no.” He said in sarcasm as he walked before sighing when his three year’s old daughter got on his front and sucefully stoped him on walking “What?”

“Papa pleasee??” she got her tiny and chubby hands interlocked together while doing the puppy eyes up at him “You can help us and say is a gift you also gave!”

“Absolutely not-” He growled and rolled his eyes up when she started to sniffle, then to help even more he felt a tug on his jacket, and when looking down he saw Kaito with a pout and the same look Kin carried.

Those brats knew it how to get to him, dammit it was the same look his wife gave it to him all the time and fucking succeded it. He had to remember to have a long, LONG chat with you later for this attitude of the kids.

“Do whatever you two want without messes. And your mother better like it.” he watched his son and daughter’s face lighten up and shout their thanks at him while running to whatever they were planning “NO running inside the house you brats!”

Just listening to his son and daughter’s gigglesgave a simple smile to the usual cold man as he shook his head and started to walk again only to be met with his wife, entering the house along with Chrono after she went out.

“Kai!” he watched you put the bags carefully on the ground to walk towards him witha bright smile, also noticing the quick greeting Hari gave to him before his daughter jumped and lauched on his leg with giggles.

“I see you wiped off the money I had on my credit card.” he said nonchantly as you giggled, letting him, one more time on that day, smile and touch your cheek with his gloved hand to carres it.

“Says the man whose not even once stop buying things. Hell Kai, not even me or the kids can’t look at something and yoy’re already grabbing and paying for it.”

“Is for a different reason, and with those brats I agree I have to come to a stop before they become spoiled pests.”

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He was walking on the halls, finishing reading some of his paperwork until he heard some giggles, catching a bit of a blanket little thief run and enter one room of the house.

Cringing at the thought of that blanket slidding and catching all the dirt on the floor, he sighed before going after and opening the door.

"You brats better not make a mess of this-" he stopped abruptly when he saw the state the room was in... full of pillows, lanterns, blankets forts which btw he learned what it was from you.

It even had the freacking coffe table from the living room full of snacks.

"So one of you stole the table huh little rats?" He asked nonchantly as Kin poked her head out of the blankets and kaito looked at him over his shoulder.

"Hah?" The boy said monotonously before accidentaly using his quirk on a pillow. Causing to explode and the room be filled with feathers.

"That makes a great decoration Kaito-kun!" He arched one of his eyebrows at seing Chrono's daughter inside one of the first, putting on some Christmas golden lights inside of it.

"Haru." He nodded towards teh girl whose shyly gretted back and returned to her going "Ordered someone to help make your work? Kaito?"

"No way!" The boy exclaimed before getting up "Me and Kin invited her as well!"

"Yeah! Kaito has a bitty wittyy crushy on Haru-chan!" Kin singed while twirling the blanket on her fingers as Kaito gagged but soon scoffed, crossing his arms much like he would do.

Damn Kaito took after him shit-

"As long as none of you cause a mess that is not my problem." He sighed, turning his back at the kids and waving at them over his shoulder "Try to not destroy the house while I'm not looking."

"We wont!" Kaito huffer before picking the shattered pillow before frowning "uh... daddy?"

"What now..?" He grimaced before looking at the shy kid whose begrudily showed the torn out pillow on both his hands.

"Help..? I still cant control it that well..." the boy said in shame and he soften his eyes at the much familiar dark brow hair son of his.

"Give it here." He sighed while crouching down and grabbing his son's hands while one of his free one had on the pillow "Concentrate on what form you want it, and how the pillow was before you used your quirk on it."

It was quiet until he saw the two girls looking in interest as he deadpanned.

"Isn't the surprise suppose to be ready until my wife comes here?"

"Right!" Haru yelped and grabbed the rest of the lights. He noticed the anticipation of his son to also help so instead he used his own quirk to put it back together.

"Huh?" Kaito noticed before being patted on the head.

"Go on. We can have lessons all the time, but your mother's birthday is only one time at the year so." He commented nonchantly as (E/c) eyes widened and shined as a little but bright smile appeared on the boy's face as he let out a happy giggle when Kai got up.

"Thank you daddy!" The boy said cheerfully before joining the girls and helping them with the lights since he was the tallest out of the three.

His gaze remained on them for a little before scoffing and going back to his work.

When he had became so... soft over two brats and one kid that wasn't even his own?

He grimaced and shaked his head to rid his head of this thoughts and returned to his office.

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"I'm so tired..." you sighed while taking your heels off aa Kai stared at you.

"Dinner wasn't of your liking?"

"No no, it was amazing but you spared too much money as always." You giggled while hitting your head on his chest as he carresed with his gloved hand your hair.

Usually after a dinner, especially on your birthday he would... take you to the bedroom and... well, you know.

Ut just when he was about to kiss your neck after pulling his mask down he remember immediately the work his kids and Haru had done. Grimacing, he had to be strong to push his selfishness and lost aside to cup your cheeks to leave one passionate kiss. Enough for him to leave your head quite dizzy.

"Woah.." you whispered as he smirked, pecking your forehead as you pouted "Not going to continue what you started handsome?"

"Sadly, it seems like you have plans already." He sighed while walking and montioning for him to follow you.

"Huh? I don't have any? Or do I?" You followed him as he gave three knowns with the back of his fingers on a door.

"The brats have you for the night." Was the only thing he could muster before your son and daughter threw themselfs at you as Haru laughed but from some safe distance before going to you; on the ground by the way, your kids werent gentle; and giving a cheerful happy birthday along with the Chisaki twins and a hug.

"Woah!" You giggled before sitting up, Kin, giggling, and Kaito, smirking, on your lap "So that was the surprise you two hinted earlier?"

"We were actually scared that papa was going to tell you!" Kin exclaimed while climbing off from your lap and grabbing your hand.

"Yeah since he always fights with us to get you." Kaito mumbled before helping you up, smirking at the glare Kai had on him.

Little sh-

"So I-Oh my god you three did that?!" You exclaimed when you saw the room decorated as Kin nodded fervently before Kaito begrudilly pointed at Haru.

"Haru did most of the decorations..." the girl laughed before smilling up at you.

"I dont even know what to say kids.." you said with a smile as he sighed.

"I will let you four be for now. Anything just go to my office." He ignored your asking if he wasn't going to stay because he knew what was going to happen.

He didn't wanted Kaito or Kin to comment why he was hiding a toy on the middle of his pants.

He crossed paths with chrono, whose seemed torned out with something.

"Kai thank god." The male sighed before looking around "Have you seen Haru? I couldn't find her all day."

"She hadn't told you she was going to spend the night with my own pests and my wife? They literally stole her from the night." He commented nonchantly as Kurono face palmed.

"I forgot about that." He growled as Kai shook his head.

[otakumagicmusicgamer]

Spoilers Ahead for the first season of My Next Life As A Villianess <3

Oh where to begin. First of all, when the summary said it was a comedy of misunderstandings, I got scared. I have really bad second hand embarrassment and it’s a very fine line of Dense Misunderstandings For Comedy and A Cringefest of Pain For “Comedy” (even playing an anxiety spiral itself for laughs). But oh! How I was happily surprised! It really goes with the flow and doesn’t rely on ridicule or anything. There’s just Catarina, dense weird wonderful Catarina, and everyone in some fashion accepts her for her. So this is actually pleasant to watch!

Now, Catarina- what a delight. What makes her interesting is she takes Fortune Lover Catarina and humbles her. Takes selfish and mean and spins it 180. If she puts out mean into the world, it comes back at her in the end. She knows she has the potential for a ‘scary face’ and actively chooses not to use it. And her feelings on the matter are not just for survival, theyre genuine too. But what makes this fascinating is her lack of accounting for things *not* in the game. She doesn’t consider, by blazing a new path in the game -where Catarina is nice- that new ‘routes’ form. She focuses on Maria’s pov so much, she doesn’t see her own. She doesn’t see the good she’s put out, cuz she’s supposed to be the antagonist. She’s so focused on the doom flags, she doesn’t realize there *are* no doom flags. There’s nothing for the game to doom, no punishment for cruelty. What’s more, even by taking the place of ‘The Suitors’ in scenes with Maria, she doesn’t consider /any of them/ having feelings for her. (Geordo kisses her neck for crying out loud.) Why? Because Catarina Claes is not a romanceable character in Fortune Lover. There are a lot of paths, but she is not one of them. She has no successful romantic relationship, nor any. Which makes this whole anime downright Fascinating. By taking out the antagonist, there is no doom. By inserting a reborn earnest friendly kind tree-climbing high school girl in her place, there is no Fortune Lover. The fact that she is aware of Fortune Lover makes her almost omnipresent, and putting all her points into Survival and Durability and Craves Sweets and nothing else, makes her human. No high marks, denser than bricks, but damn if she ain’t the prettiest embodiment of a Nokia phone. She’d be an apocalypse survivor. “How did she survive a landslide in a volcano? Idk it’s Catarina.” Oh, and the last scene? The friendship ending? Yeah, she’s not wrong. It is a friendship ending.... for Maria. She ends up with none of the interests and stays good friends with them, no bad blood or nothing. Cuz again, Catarina isn’t a love interest. It just so happens that the entire company present in the area is so fucking in love with her that they say the Line Of Romance to her and, while they may bicker, they do not hold bad feelings for each other. If all of them could be married to Catarina and live in a big ol house together, they’d be so fuckin content. And best part? None of this is condemned. No “ya gotta pick one and only one”. They saw a harem and went ‘ya know? Let’s embrace this’ and now the characters r so chill with their plant growing, tree climbing gf. (I’m sure her mother wishes *something* good could rub off on Catarina lol) You hear that? That’s the sound of a Polyamorous nerd feeling validated. (It’s me, I feel validated by this Polyamorous romcom anime, this is my home now)

My thoughts on the rest of the cast aren’t going to be as long. The anime does a good job of going through each characters thoughts and arcs. And I adored Anne’s POV on things as well, how she is also moved to tears by Catarina’s good heart. Even her mother, who is harsh but only because she cares. (I would have loved to see the look on her mother’s face when she was in the coma, how she would have grieved, what she would have reflected on. Her father is a bit more transparent in emotions, but he would have been great to see too). I also would have loved to see Mary and Maria in the book of desire. I figure Maria would kinda be like Alan, but oh, what would Mary have done? (Guess I need fanfiction to answer that lol.) Keith’s role as a love interest for Catarina is the only least liked thing I have on here. And honestly it’s cuz they keep *calling* them brother and sister. I know they’re not actually siblings, mostly that’s left over from Fortune Lover, and “distant relative” can and is shorthand for a lot of things so like it’s even possible they aren’t related at all. And the characters don’t find it horrible that he loves her, and probably know he’s a Distant Relative so they’re like whatevs. So like, it’s not incest. It’s not even as potently close to incest as anime can get. But it’s the only thing that could be deemed a Flaw about this anime, so it stands out. I do wish the ending couple of eps could have been a little more Maria, and her having a bit more importance in general. Also her light magic having an effect a bit in the ‘fight’ with Sirius. Although I do want to think the green glow of hope was Maria, tho I’m pretty sure the assumption is Acchan.

Which btw can I say was an absolute treat? I suspected something was up with Sirius but I did not suspect that. I wonder what his base magic is, if it isn’t dark magic? I had thought he saved Sophia and Catarina and thus also had wind/light magic. But oh man, when he started lashing out on Catarina cuz he thought she was also faking kindness? That she was purposely saving people? That a part of his resentment of nobles was being projected? That somewhere he also caught Feelings and thus the mage doubled down on his control? That when Catarina looked at Sirius and touched his hand and face, her (Nerd™️) instincts kicked in and pieced everything together and also saw him in such pain and misery? That she holds herself to the antagonist title, that she’s there to ruin and thus can’t *save* anyone, (a bittersweet sentiment) so she’s not intimidated by the burst of dark magic and just honestly wants his friendship and sit with him through his pain? MY HEART! IT SCREAMS! (I love this sort of dynamic yes Ive loved Fruits Basket for years don’t look at me like that).

What else.... the little peppering in the fact that Oh Yeah She’s Dead hit like a truck. The little bit with her family, of her past life? Yeah, ouch. Got me crying. Don’t think to much into that rabbit hole, you’ll get sad. I fucking ADORE the twist of Sophia being Acchan, or at least part of her. Her being so scared of loosing her best friend (and love of her life) again? Yeah, tears man. Catarina accidentally mending the relationships between Geordo and Alan and Maria and her mother was great. Having Mary and Sophia dance with Catarina at her birthday party was a delightful touch, as was not having all the romance novels be m/f, and none of it was a joke or negatively placed- just *there*. I do enjoy the interests butting heads with each other over private time with Catarina. It was mostly Geordo and Keith (“they’re such good friends” girl if they had a tenth of lil Alan’s Fight Me energy you’d have to put them on leashes) but I loved the little bits of Geordo vs Mary and Sophia cheering on Nicol and I reeeeally hope to see more of that. To provoke subtle sass from Alan and Maria would be a great sight, and more of Raphael joining the ranks. I laugh at all the times they mutter “gotta protect her, she’s seduced another one” cuz like, girl ain’t doing shit but running into people that happen to be Moron-sexual, holding their hand and refusing to leave. And they KNOW that. And it’s great. edit: HOW COULD I FORGET HER MAGIC! God I want Catarina to get better at magic. More than just Earth Bumps pls

All in all? I love this anime. 9.5/10. Tis good stuff. And if ya read all my late night/oops it’s 4am ramblings, good on you! I feel bad tagging this cuz it’s long but I’m also on mobile so god knows what this actually looks like but I needed my thoughts down so hey, thanks

[thehandflextm]

My Immortal...but make it Pride and Prejudice

For my final project, I decided to rewrite My Immortal (the infamous fanfiction) as if the original author were writing a Pride and Prejudice fanfiction instead of a Harry Potter one! I do not own My Immortal nor do I own Pride and Prejudice! Basically none of this is my original text, all credit goes to Tara Gilesbie and Jane Austen.

Chapter 1.

AN: Special fangz (get it, coz Im goffik) 2 my gf (ew not in that way) raven, bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da story and spelling. U rok! Justin ur da luv of my deprzzing life u rok 2! Dis stry is like if lizzy wuz goth so itz nut boring! MCR ROX!

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Hi my name is Lizzy Dark’ness Dementia Raven Bennet and I have long curly brown hair with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I live in a town called Longbourn with my parents, my three younger sisters, and one older sister (I’m twenty). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Longbourn. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

“Hey Lizzy!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Fitzwilliam Darcy!

“What’s up Mr. Darcy?” I asked.

“Nothing.” he said shyly.

But then, I heard my sisters call me and I had to go away.

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AN: IS it good? PLZ tell me fangz!

Chapter 2.

AN: Fangz 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok!

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The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and black fishnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun.

My sister, Jane (AN: Raven dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length blond hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)

“OMFG, I saw you talking to Mr. Darcy yesterday! Did you know he has ten thousand a year?!” she said excitedly.

“Yeah? So?” I said, blushing.

“Do you like Mr. Darcy?” she asked as we left our shared bedroom and went downstairs.

“No I so fucking don’t!” I shouted.

“Yeah right!” she exclaimed. Just then, Mr. Darcy knocked on the door! One of the servants opened the door and he  walked up to me.

“Hi.” he said.

“Hi.” I replied flirtily.

“Guess what.” he said.

“What?” I asked.

“Well, Charles Bingley and I are hosting a ball at Netherfield Park” he told me.

“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” I screamed. I love going to balls!. Dancing is my favorite thing to do, besides reading or walking or drinking blood.

“Well…. do you want to go with me?” he asked.

I gasped.

Chapter 3.

AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK I KNO THEY DIDNT HV GOFF CLOSE N 1800S!! I JS WNT THEM TO BE GOHT! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN RAVEN!.

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On the night of the ball I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn’t put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the ball.

I went outside. Mr. Darcy was waiting there in front of his carriage. He was wearing a his normal fancy clothes and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).

“Hi Mr. Darcy!” I said in a depressed voice.

“Hi Lizzy.” he said back. We walked into hisblack carriage and drove to NetherfieldWhen we got there, we both hopped out of the carriage. We went to the dance floor and danced together.

“That violinist is so fucking hot.” I said to Mr. Darcy, pointing to him as he played, filling the room with his amazing music.

Suddenly Mr. Darcy looked sad.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.

“Hey, it’s ok I don’t like him better than YOU!” I said.

“Really?” asked Mr. Darcy sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

“Really.” I said. “Besides I don’t even know him and he’s not even rich.” I said disgustedly.

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Mr. Darcy. After the ball, we drank some wine Mr. Darcy and I crawled back into the carriage, but Mr. Darcy didn’t go back to Longbourn, instead he drove the carriage into……………………… the forest!

Chapter 4.

AN: I sed stup flaming ok lizzy’s name is LZIZY nut mary su OK! DARCY IS SOO IN LUV wif her dat he is acting defrent! dey nu eechodder b4 ok!

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“MR. DARCY!” I shouted. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?”

Darcy didn’t answer but he stopped the flying car and he walked out of it. I walked out of it too, curiously.

“What the fucking hell?” I asked angrily.

“Lizzy?” he asked.

“What?” I snapped.

Mr. Darcy leaned in extra-close and I looked into his gothic red eyes (he was wearing color contacts) which revealed so much depressing sorrow and evilness and then suddenly I didn’t feel mad anymore.

And then…………… suddenly just as I Mr. Dacry kissed me passionately. Darcy climbed on top of me and we started to make out keenly against a tree. He took of my top and I took of his clothes. I even took of my bra. Then he put his thingie into my you-know-what and we did it for the first time.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! ” I screamed. I was beginning to get an orgasm. We started to kiss everywhere and my pale body became all warm. And then….

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!”

It was…………………………………………………….Mr. Bennet!

Chapter 5.

AN: shjt up prepz ok! PS I wnot update ubtil u give me goood revows!

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The next day I woke up in my coffin. I put on a black miniskirt that was all ripped around the end and a matching top with red skulls all over it and high heeled boots that were black. I put on two pairs of skull earrings, and two crosses in my ears. I spray-painted my hair with purple.

In the breakfast room, I ate some Count Chocula cereal with blood instead of milk, and a glass of red blood. Suddenly someone bumped into me. All the blood spilled over my top.

“Bastard!” I shouted angrily. I regretted saying it when I looked up cause I was looking into the pale white face of a gothic boy with spiky black hair with red streaks in it. He was wearing so much eyeliner that I was going down his face and he was wearing black lipstick. He was wearing red contact lenses just like Mr Darcy’s. He had a manly stubble on his chin. He had a sexy English accent. He looked exactly like Joel Madden. He was so sexy that my body went all hot when I saw him kind of like an erection only I’m a girl so I didn’t get one you sicko. He was here with some other officers to visit my sister, Lydia.

“I’m so sorry.” he said in a shy voice.

“That’s all right. What’s your name?” I questioned.

“My name’s George Wickham, although most people call me Vampire these days.” he grumbled.

“Why?” I exclaimed.

“Because I love the taste of human blood.” he giggled.

“Well, I am a vampire.” I confessed.

“Really?” he whimpered.

“Yeah.” I roared.

We sat down to talk for a while. Then Mr. Darcy came up behind me and told me he had a surprise for me so I went away with him.

Chapter 6.

AN: stop flaming ok! i skipped time cuz the middle is boring lul so jus pretnd it al happned!MCR ROX!

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I was trying to sleep when suddenly, an horrible woman with beady eyes and wrinkly skin and everything started knocking on the door! She was wearing all black but it was obvious she wasn’t gothic. It was…… Lady Catherine de Bourgh!

“No!” I shouted in a scared voice but then Lady Catherine grabbed my arm and I couldn’t run away.

“Let me go!” I shouted at her and scratched her arm. Lady Catherine fell on her but and started to scream. I felt bad for her even though I’m a sadist so I stopped.

“Lizzy.” she yelled. “Thou must not marry Fitzwilliam Darcy!”

I thought about Mr. Darcy and his sexah eyes and his black hair. I remembered that Mr. Wickham had said that Mr. Darcy was evel, but he told me himself it was all Wickham’s fault!

“No! Please!” I begged.

“Thou must!” she yelled. “If thou does not, then I shall tell everyone about how Lydia and Wickhma had sex before marriage !”

“How did you know?” I asked in a surprised way.

Lay Catherine got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on her face. “Everyone thinks that already.” she answered cruelly. “And if you doth marry Darcy, then thou know what will happen to your sister!” she shouted. Then she ran away angrily.

I was so scared and mad I didn’t know what to do. Suddenly Dracy came into the house.

“Mr. Darcy!” I said. “Hi!”

“Hi.” he said back but his face was all sad. He was wearing white foundation and messy eyeliner kind of like a pentagram (geddit) between Joel Madden and Gerard Way.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“No.” he answered.

“I’m sorry I got all mad at you but I thought you were mean to Mr. Wickham.” I expelled.

“That’s okay.” he said all depressed “Will you mary me?”

“Yes!!” i said exitedly and we went back into Longbourn together making out.

Chapter 7

AN: well I hav noffing 2 say but evrt1 stup glamming ok!!111 if any gofik ppl r reading dis den u rok!!!11 omfg im leeving dubya pretty soon kant wait!!! Diz wil prolly be da last chaptah until I kum bak.

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Mr. Darcy and I went to Jan’e swedding to Mr. Bingley and we were all happy and clapped when they kissed! Even tho I’m goth, I stil love my sister and am glad she’s happy. Mr. Darcy and I announced our engagement and everyone was happy. My mom fainted with hpapiness because she knew he was rich lolz. My dad didn’t want tme to marry him at first bcuz he though Drayc was meant to me but I told him i loved him so it wuz ok.

Whe got married and i wore al black corest, red fishnets on my legs and purple fishnets on my arms ,a blakc lace vail, and a lether black skirt. Mr Darcy told me I was beautiful and now we’re married!

[korgidorgi]

Hi, I’m new to writing on here. How does one do? How does one life?

Uh, Hi, I’m your friendly neighborhood new author. I write the gay xreader fanfiction stuff. I have a wattpad @KorgiDorgi, you can read some of my stuff there. I think I’ll put some of the ones from my wattpad on here too, just to post more on here, but if you wanna check more of my stuff out, uh, here’s the link to my wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/user/KorgiDorgi

Overview of what I write (this is all GxG btw):

Supergirl

Stranger Things

MCU

Totally down for The Last of Us

I’ve done a few Pitch Perfect

I’ve done a few Umbrella Academy

I used to do a lot of Overwatch

I love me some fluff, but I can also do angst and make it so angsty and stuff. I like to swear in my fics too.

I WILL NEVER UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES write smut. I’m never gonna be mentally ready for that.

A little about me:

(Imma curse here if dat ok)

I be female, I like da female, I no like da sessy sessy. I wanna go on an adventure. I keep seeing these memes and it’s like “be a crow. Hop down the street cuz u can, and collect shiny things, and scream for no reason.” And I’m like YeS. I wAnT cRoW. Be CrOw.

Uh, I fucking love Supergirl (the tv show, but yes also the character. And Lena. And Alex.) Um, I also really really really like Stranger Things. Please Robin, kidnap me. Take me Demogorgon hunting with you. (Also we stan Steve.) Natasha Romanoff can also steal me. Hell, she can kill me, I will die happy. (She may have died in Endgame but she will NEVER die in my heart)

My favorite band of all time is Twenty Øne Piløts, hence the username with the vulture and the jumpsuit. I’m in Josh’s lane. That don’t mean I hate Tyler, I love him, but I also love Josh.

Black Lives Matter, President Cheeto can go fuck himself, ACAB, Gen Z is fuckin amazing, love y’all.

I look forward to posting on here and getting started on this platform and talking with some of y’all :)

See ya! 👋