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Survey

If you guys can take this survey and / or pass it around to your friends that would be such a big help! I am trying to prove to my book agent that there is an audience for the type of book I am writing.

Do not feel obligated by any means to take this, but if you want to then please do :)

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Hi! If it's ok can you do some headcanon for legoshi,Pina,and Louis who having a s/o with mature personalitty.

(I love your work btw)

Legoshi, Pina, and Louis reacting to having a s/o with a mature personality:

Warning(s): violence (kinda), burnout

A/N: Sorry it is so short!

LEGOSHI:

-> I would like to say that Legoshi is pretty mature

-> so you guys kind of just vibe together

-> definitely the married parents of the group

-> I can imagine that on dates you would have two of everything (two blankets, two cups, etc)

-> he is overall very sweet when it comes to mature people

PINA:

-> opposites attract

-> you help call him down and notch his ego down a little

-> he also likes it that you basically tale care of him

-> like you just become the designated parent of the relationship

-> you know the dynamic that is like “Person A who has a backpack with everything they might need in it and Person B who carries nothing with them?” yeah Person A is you and Person B is Pina

-> if you ever overwork yourself then Pina will just drop everything and take care of you

LOUIS:

-> power. couple.

-> all I gotta say is that you and Louis become a power couple

-> you always make sure that Louis has enough water during performances and that Bill and Legoshi do not get into another fight

-> when Louis is either emotionally or physically tired you take over the theater until he gets better

*** Taglist (if you want to be added/removed from the taglist, just ask me!):

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Flour Attack (Male!Oc x Male!Oc):

A/N: I literally love these two oc’s, what do you think of them?

Day two of pride month 2022

Warning(s): One cuss

It was rare when Justin and Alex got to go on dates. With Justin being the King and Alex being the multi-universes best assassin they didn’t get much free time. 

+~+~+

Justin bolted down the stairs, Alex following in a rush. The moon gleamed through the large windows in the front of the castle. A normal person would stop and stare at it, admire the little details. But the two male’s had already done that. A long time ago. They sat there when they were just about six or seven. They sat in front of the window and talk for hours and hours about how lovely the windows were. Now, at twenty-four years of age they rushed passed it like it was simply another side table or wooden door. They went straight to the kitchen and stopped there. Justin’s dirty blonde hair sticking to his forehead from sweat as he hunched over the marble countertop to catch his breath. Alex gave a short but humored laugh at his boyfriend and gave a reassuring pat on the back. 

After a few minutes of Alex laughing and Justin exhausted the two royalty got back to normal. But this time, they didn’t pretend that the public was watching them closely. Alex drew the blinds and just as they closed Justin jumped up on the counter, reading the cookbook with a slouched position. “You are going to get a hunched back if you keep doing that.” Alex pointed out.

”Then you will have to be by my side forever,” Justin shrugged his broad shoulders.

”I already am always by your side, you don’t let any other guard six feet from you!” Alex let out an amused sigh. 

“Buuuuuttttt, you love me for it.” Justin said matter-oh-factly. Alex didn’t reply but did give Justin a short and sweet peck on the cheek. “Okay, first we need two cups of flour.” Justin stated, Alex hummed and went to the pantry. 

“JUSTINNNNNNNNNN!!!!!” Alex yelled, Justin jumped off the counter and rushed to Alex’s side. 

“What is the matter Darling?”

”WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT PUTTING THINGS SO FAR UP THAT I CANNOT REACH THEM?!?!” Alex scolded, Justin chuckled and shook his head in amusement. 

“In my defense, I think Cece placed these up here.” Justin said, Alex huffed in anger grumbling about how cocky tall people were. 

To distract himself, Alex went to the drawers and grabbed a measuring cup. By the time he got that Justin came with the flour in hand. 

Well…

Most of the flour, about half the bag was on Justin. “You have a little….” Alex trailed off, trying to get the flour off with his thumb but making it worse. “Oh god!” He heartedly laughed. Justin wrinkled his nose in disgust. 

“Glad you find my torture amusing,” he said with daggers for eyes. Alex smiled even brighter and grabbed the flour from his boyfriend. Pouring in two cups of flour from the bag into the bowl. 

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Pride month 2022:

Day 1 (fem!Oc x fem!Oc)

Day 2 (male!Oc x male!Oc)

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Reblog to have something lgbt happen to you this summer

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The Entire World and More (fem!Oc x fem!Oc):

Warning(s): One character does tic a lot, so that might trigger something(?), the fluff might kill you

A/N: just a short disclaimer Devi has TS so that is why she might say “wow” or “whoohoo” in between words and other stuff like that.  I tried to represent TS to the best of my ability, I do not have it myself (although I do tic) so please tell me if I did something wrong/harmful! (just be mice about it, I am very sensitive) /gen

In a world like this, you have to keep moving your feet. 

That is what August tells herself as she drags her feet in the ground lazily, trying to preoccupy time and try to convince herself not to confess to her childhood best friend, Devi. The worst part about this whole plan? Devi didn’t even known August liked girls! 

What am I thinking? I should go home, I should go be crying over her eating ice cream like they do in those cheesy Netflix movies…. 

August thought as she turned the corner and got a clear view of a large empty spot in the middle of the forest. It was Devi and August’s place. This is where they mockingly played the pockey game, this is where Devi told August about her latest crush and August would half-heartedly listen in, this was August’s childhood. 

The pond in the front, so many fish filled the pond and yet neither of the teenage girls had a clue where they came from. But that didn’t stop them from jumping in the water and getting their clothes all wet and soggy. 

So as to not disturb the deer that was grazing on some light green grass, August brushed away the leaves of a Weeping Willow tree. 

There revealed August’s crush. Multi-colored eyes and split dyed red and metallic silver hair in a curly shoulder length cut. August called Devi Todoroki for a solid month after she just got the haircut. 

Cracking a warm but nervous smile August went up to Devi and gently tapped her on the shoulder. 

Devi woke up with a start. Wide blue-and-brown eyes dashing across the forest. “Oh….hello—WOW!!—hello Aug…August…” Devi stuttered over her words like she always did, shrugging her shoulders as another tic. 

“HEYAAAA!!! How are you?!” August plopped down next to Devi and smiled at her.

”Pretty tir—WOW!!!—tired, I had like no—WHOOHOO—no sleep last night..”  Devi muttered and put her head on August’s shoulder, not a care in the world. Not even thinking twice If August’s heart would hammer and how August’s breath hitched slightly whenever they got close to physical affection. 

But, here is the thing that August doesn’t know. 

Devi recognizes everything. And when I say everything I mean everything. She notices the way August freezes when Devi asked if August had a crush on anybody. Devi notices the blush on August’s cheeks whenever she calls her best friend by a nickname. 

Devi notices everything. 

She wants to talk, she needs to talk. But every time she tried to her tics get in the way. So, she has gone from not even thinking about what she says to carefully picking out the least amount of words. 

“I…I have something I want to tell you…” August carefully placed out, Devi nodded her head before harshly slapping herself across the cheek and wincing from the pain. Even with the extra padded gloves Devi can still feel a slight sting from where she slapped herself. A bruise was definitely going to form. 

“What is it?” Devi asked, thanking her vocal tics for not coming out in those short three words. 

“I—I have a crush on this…this girl…” August brought up the topic carefully, acting like Devi was as fragile as a china doll. Devi nodded her head in understanding. Well, at least she admits that she likes girls… Devi thought with two rapid click of her tongue. August searched Devi’s eyes for hatred or disapproval but only found love and support in them. Breathing out in relief she continued on, “and I was wondering if you could like—give advice on how to confess to her? You and her are very similar, so I thought you would have some like tips or tricks.” 

“Just say that you love…you love her…” Devi breathlessly exhaled, her words barely coming out. August’s cheeks grew a brilliant peach color. 

“I CAN’T JUST—-that would be too embarrassing!!!” August said as she promptly covered her pale hands with her flushed face. Acrylic nails beautifully on display. 

“Just do it….” Devi begged her friend. Just confess to me already I know you like me!!! Devi added silently to herself. August’s gray eyes flickering anywhere but Devi. 

“Okay fine…I will do it…” August breathed out, Devi relaxed a little and smiled thankfully at August. “I—I like you…like I like you more then friends…” August finished, her eyes squeezed tightly and her head turned the complete opposite direction of Devi. Devi giggled and gently moved August’s head towards herself.

”I know that….I—I like you too..a lot…” Devi admitted, slowly bringing August into a warm and gentle kiss.

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Happy pride month lovelies <3

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“People don’t become gay, bisexual, pansexual, transexual. People just fall in love with another person.”

— Calum Hood

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Me ignoring all the request in my inbox and making pride month post about these OC’s that literally nobody cares about:

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you´re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it´s sweet to know someone thinks you´re beautiful inside and out.💕

AAAAHHHHHHHHH YOU TOO?!?!

Check your inbox love!!!!

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you´re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it´s sweet to know someone thinks you´re beautiful inside and out.💕

I—-

I AM SO HONORED!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ thank youuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!

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かわいい！！！

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people really just read books like “no thoughts head empty 🤪”

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fictional man i'd tuck into bed and kiss goodnight vs fictional man i'd knock out cold in one solid punch

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Another Beastars  x Final fantasy X with Legosi as a mon. For his design I went with the lunar moth color for his clothes.   Happy bithday Legosi

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ℎℎ𝑒𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑜!! 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑖 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑛𝑡!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑖 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑠 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚???? 𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 <3

Just A Little Flirt

A/N: finally getting this out of my inbox /lh

Pairing(s): Mirko x reader

Warning(s): cussing, suggestive themes, makinf out, bullying, implied passing out, mentions of passing

You had a amazing quirk, a quirk that everybody knew; it was called wheel of fortune. Basically, the quirk allowed you to spin a imaginary wheel in your mind. The wheel had about five slots, each slot hd a good outcome and bad outcome.

Slot one: fire element (but every time you use this quirk you get burned)

Slot two: pad out for two-three hours

Slot three: healing others (the scars that you healed from somebody will reflect on your own body)

Slot four: healing yourself (makes you dizzy and takes a lot of energy)

Slot five: sensitive hearing/smelling/tasting

The slots came at random and when you used your quirk you didn’t know what you were going to get. Everybody seemed to be intrigued with your quirk and have interesting theories on it. However, you didn’t think that highly of it. It was more annoying then anything and proved no use to work field. But did that stop you? Hell no. You pretended that it was a amazing quirk (because it was) and apparently you deserve actor of the year award because everybody believed you.

And some people envied you for it.

Such example as Mirko. Mirko was a athletic bunny with a outstanding quirk that she liked to show off by pushing people around (literally) and getting stares at from all the other students.

Today, she chose to pick you as her special guest on showing of said quirk.

Mirko grabbed your wrist harshly and pulled you closer to her. Tomura faces within a inch of each other. “Are we flirting or are we fighting? I am kind of getting mixed singles here.” You gestured between the two of them and the fact that if one of you leaned a centimeter closer they would be kissing. Mirko growled lowly and shoved you into her dorm room (since you were right outside of it).

The room was pretty nice and organized, some boxing equipment littered the room and posters of hero’s plastered the walls. You didn’t have much time to admire the white rabbits room as she again pushed you against the wall. You flipped the two of them over so you were pinning her to the wall. She snarled, her fangs bared in anger.

“I AM GOING TO FUCKING SLICE YOUR THROAT OPEN!!!” She yelled as she pushed you away from her. You recoiled and landed on her large bed. Mirko stalked closer to you like a predator watching its prey. But, little did Mirko know that she was the prey all along.

Suddenly, when Mirko got close enough. You wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her into a kiss. Mirko hesitated for a while before accepting and melting into your embrace.

The two tongues danced with each other and memorized the mouth of the other for a solid five minutes.

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