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hey snoot 🤧🤧 tysm for doing this. How ya been?

Hi!

I would just like to ask if you've given permission to repost your fic drabble "Look At Me" (https://ttipsyy.tumblr.com/post/691057892835704832/look-at-me-madara-uchiha) in Wattpad? Because someone did. 

They go by the username "Bowlcut_idiot".

They titled your fic "Illusion". The link is https://www.wattpad.com/1329792284-%E2%98%86hashimada-oneshots%E2%98%86-illusion. 

I don't know if you've posted your drabble on AO3 because this Wattpad user usually takes AO3 oneshots and puts it on their own WP oneshot collection under their name, but I would still like to double check since they've already reposted several fics without permission.

You've probably moved on to other fandoms, but I would still like to give you a heads up of your drabble being plagiarized. 

Thank you, and sorry for the bother.

okay. Where to start?

I haven’t been on here for a hot fucking minute. Almost two years now. I know, I know, I disappeared off the face of the earth without an explanation. I was eighteen and I’m now twenty (!!!) and finishing up my junior year in college. I’ve stayed away from all social media because my anxiety had gotten so bad, I really couldn’t handle it. But yeah.

this shit hurt.

I’ve never been a particularly popular writer, so this has never happened to me before. To make it clear, no. I did NOT give my permission for Look At Me to be reposted. It’s a work I am immensely proud of, no matter how few notes it’s gotten. I wrote it when I was in a pretty dark place. It was solace. It’s my baby.

honestly, seeing people commenting and thanking this “author” for writing it, has bile rising in my throat.

so yeah. I don’t know what to do. Am I overreacting? Maybe, I don’t know. All I know is that I don’t think my tiny voice will reach them and, for my peace of mind, I really need them to take it down. Like, kinda desperately.

so, though ngl, I’m kinda anxious to do it, I’m tagging the people I used to be close with on this app. Hey guys. Guess who’s back from the dead. lol? I dunno if you’re still even on here but I hope you’re all well and thriving and healthy. I’m sorry for disappearing.

please help?

@tired-biscuit

@delirious-donna

@eyesofsilver404

[ttipsyy]

Hi!

I would just like to ask if you've given permission to repost your fic drabble "Look At Me" (https://ttipsyy.tumblr.com/post/691057892835704832/look-at-me-madara-uchiha) in Wattpad? Because someone did. 

They go by the username "Bowlcut_idiot".

They titled your fic "Illusion". The link is https://www.wattpad.com/1329792284-%E2%98%86hashimada-oneshots%E2%98%86-illusion. 

I don't know if you've posted your drabble on AO3 because this Wattpad user usually takes AO3 oneshots and puts it on their own WP oneshot collection under their name, but I would still like to double check since they've already reposted several fics without permission.

You've probably moved on to other fandoms, but I would still like to give you a heads up of your drabble being plagiarized. 

Thank you, and sorry for the bother.

okay. Where to start?

I haven’t been on here for a hot fucking minute. Almost two years now. I know, I know, I disappeared off the face of the earth without an explanation. I was eighteen and I’m now twenty (!!!) and finishing up my junior year in college. I’ve stayed away from all social media because my anxiety had gotten so bad, I really couldn’t handle it. But yeah.

this shit hurt.

I’ve never been a particularly popular writer, so this has never happened to me before. To make it clear, no. I did NOT give my permission for Look At Me to be reposted. It’s a work I am immensely proud of, no matter how few notes it’s gotten. I wrote it when I was in a pretty dark place. It was solace. It’s my baby.

honestly, seeing people commenting and thanking this “author” for writing it, has bile rising in my throat.

so yeah. I don’t know what to do. Am I overreacting? Maybe, I don’t know. All I know is that I don’t think my tiny voice will reach them and, for my peace of mind, I really need them to take it down. Like, kinda desperately.

so, though ngl, I’m kinda anxious to do it, I’m tagging the people I used to be close with on this app. Hey guys. Guess who’s back from the dead. lol? I dunno if you’re still even on here but I hope you’re all well and thriving and healthy. I’m sorry for disappearing.

please help?

@tired-biscuit

@delirious-donna

@eyesofsilver404

[ttipsyy]

whatever you do don’t imagine naruto uzumaki running up to you excitedly with a big ole smile getting ready to tell you a knock knock joke

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reasons i haven’t replied back:

- i’m socially exhausted - i don’t have the time right now - i don’t know how to reply - i have a bad memory and got distracted - i’m having a depressive episode and don’t have the energy to socialise

not reasons i haven’t replied back:

- i’m ignoring you just because - i hate you - i’m fed up with you - i don’t want to be your friend anymore

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tobirama

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@tired-biscuit i swear i aint tryna steal ur man 🙈

Thank you to @jahayla-parker and @xtom-darling-x17 for the tag 💜

... hehehehe consider this a sneak peak from our wedding night 🤭🤭🤭

Tagging: @belovedholland @thollandsdarling @indouloureux @melodicheauxxo and whoever wants to do this 💜

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MY CHILDRENNN THEY'RE SO CUTE

Growing together :’)

This was supposed to have more pages (fluff to angst) but if you guys want it maybe I can try, though I’m not gonna be active that much since the first semester started

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How Intimidating Am I?

Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”

Send 🐰 for barely intimidating

Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating

Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating

Send 🦊 for fairly intimidating

Send 🐯 for very intimidating

Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME–”

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Tobirama Senju ♡ NARUTO: SHIPPUDEN E380—E381

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okay but not the damn cat being missing again. i get the feeling its the same cat from team 7's first mission smh. it's somehow lived until their generation just to annoy everybody 🙄

but omg donnn this was actually kinda cute, like imagining Tobirama just being a pouty, grumpy mess bc his s/o is talking to his subordinates and he's can't do anything about it bc he's stuck in the office doing this stupid paperwork he does not give a single shit abt because all he wants is your attention on him and him only.

ugh we love a good jealous moment. makes the sex all the better

ty so much for taking the time to write this and congrats once again on ur 500!!!

Envy [Tobirama Senju]

an: a huge thanks to @ttipsyy for requesting Tobirama, it was excellent practice for something longer that I have planned for Lord Second ;) he is such an envious man, not that he'll admit to it...

prompt: the sin of envy

pairing: Tobirama Senju x female reader

warnings: strong emotions, envy (obvs), kissing, slight suggestion but mostly SFW, fuck - Tobirama is so damn hot!

Laughter, sweet and lyrical. A sound that should bring nothing but happiness, yet it was akin to nails on a chalkboard. The unfettered hellfire of emotions, that he could find no name for, burned at his very soul.

Flame after infernal flame licked at his bones, scorched at his nerves and scorned him with rampant images that flooded his mind. The tickle of annoyance that you were having fun, not that he would deny you joy, but how could you possibly be having fun without him?

Was he not important enough to you?

He was your partner, lover and friend and yet he was cooped up in his office whilst you chatted without a care in the world with his subordinates. They adored you, of course, they did, how could they not? You were a sweet little sugarplum, full of kindness and he was a grumpy beast.

It didn’t add up, but he refused to give you up.

The air was stuffy, the window thrown wide but the lack of breeze only served in souring his mood further. Should he fire them all? Send them out on non-existent missions? Force them to go search for that damn cat that was missing - again.

Tobirama rubbed at his chest, the spot above his heart. The place you called home and he would welcome you back with open arms, eventually.

He frowned at the parchment he had been staring at for the past ten minutes, having read the same line over and over, the words simply tumbling straight out of his head after every pass of his weary eyes.

A fist thumped against the solid desk, the organised contents jumping from the force of his hand. It was at that moment you slipped inside, a smile on your lips that shifted into an expression of concern as you stared at him.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?”

His cheeks flamed at the pet name, a scowl so deep on his face that it looked painful. He tried to refocus on his reading, ignoring your question, yet he watched you through narrow eyes as you neared with that determined look.

You knew what was wrong. Could sense it in the way he leaned over his desk, the tic that worked in his jaw and the messy hair that spoke of fingers ruffling through in agitation. Not to mention the tension that swamped the Hokage’s office like poisonous gas.

Envy - pure, unfiltered jealousy was pounding through your man’s veins and it would be up to you to drag him back from the pit of hell he was wallowing in.

Forcing yourself upon his lap, squeezing into the narrow gap between his wall of muscles and the desk you took his face into your palms. Made him look at you, tilting his face each time his eyes attempted to dart away, thumbs stroking along the prominent facial markings that you loved so much.

“Jealous?” you hummed quietly, knowing the answer and not expecting an answer.

You giggled at the puff of frustration that snorted through his nose, the flare of his vermillion eyes as you speared delicate fingers into his snowy hair. Tugging at the roots when he dared to attempt a protest of your accusations.

“Let me remind you where my heart, body and soul belong.”

The kiss was instantly deep, holding your man’s head as you plundered his warmth with your sinful tongue and licked against the roof of his mouth to hear his groan of surrender. Arms that could crush the life from your body held you fiercely yet with such care that it melted your heart.

His mouth slanted atop your own, driving the kiss into something more, something primal and desperate. It only took moments for your dear Tobi to take charge, placing your hands exactly where he wanted them as his tongue stroked around yours with intensity. 

A hand pressed between your shoulder blades, arching your spine so he could feel you against his defined torso. The already steamy room was becoming unbearable as sweat beaded on his brow, his jaw clenching as you broke apart for air.

“Mine,” he growled, the sound cascading throughout you. Tightening your belly, curling your toes and turning you so needy.

Your lungs burned from the need for oxygen, and your soul burned from the need of the man below you - envy and all - you loved him.

Event link here.

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this hits a little too close to home smh

You were suspicious of their feelings because you had no reason to love yourself—not your body, not your mind. You rejected so much gentleness. What were you looking for?

Carmen Maria Machado, from In the Dream House: A Memoir

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