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perfection.

rays of sunlight drifted through your window and placed themselves across his features in such a mesmerizing way, one would think the sun shone just for him. his eyes were glittering as he looked up, hair sprawled amongst the plush of your thighs, and he let out a sigh of bliss.

nothing can stop the purity of the moment, then you lean down. soft sparks set off as softer lips shift euphorically. the universe must have smiled upon you to grace such a perfect moment.

"you are everything i want in life," his eyes are closed as he declares this in nothing more than a whisper. tingles on your back break out as the weight of his hand smoothes skin within his reach. fingers slowly sift through his hair in appreciation whilst a wave of warmth spreads from your chest at such a claim.

"if i had the world, i would give it to you." the truth which always lay at the tip of your tongue flowed off and into the air.

he smiled in response, "by having you, i have the world already."

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.. idk if you've seen the newest episode of banter but it made me never want to watch again

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🫢 i'm in a phase guys

girl dinner

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also is pale grunge code for white supremacy in alternative settings or correct me

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guys idk if i should follow my dreams.. i'm really tired and want to break out of this mould lol but it seems like a lot of work. i feel like posting my rage writes but i just show them to someone who can change them instead. i actually can never look at a man the same because i know how terrible they are on the inside.

and i am craving fulfillment.

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imagining being indian goth barbie rn

i love your ken ficsss he's so- !!! could you maybe write something about a grumpy × sunshine trope with ken?

i feel ken would be so perfect for the grumpy × sunshine trope.... he would be so supportive and cheerful and grumpy!reader couldn't help but be happy around him but only with him!!

Grumpy x Sunshine Ken hc’s

a/n: thank you! and oh my GOD yes yes yes and just YES. as someone who is in a grumpy x sunshine relationship- just yes. this is one of my FAV tropes :) Ken fits it perfectly.

✮⋆˙ To start off, you hated Ken when you first met him.

✮⋆˙ He was loud, annoying, and way too energetic for your taste.

✮⋆˙ Ken took a liking to you the moment you arrived in Barbie Land.

✮⋆˙ He made it his goal to get you to notice and possibly even like him back. So much, that every waking moment was spent trying to impress you.

✮⋆˙ He loved that you played hard to get. (At least he hoped that’s what you were doing rather than genuinely hating him) …

✮⋆˙ “Hey… Check this out” a smirk plastered on his face as he attempted to skate backwards.

✮⋆˙ He fell. Hard. (Just like he was for you)

✮⋆˙ Your first conversation was sparked when he found you at the Park with some other Barbies.

✮⋆˙ He tried walking past you casually, but when you glanced his direction, he froze and turned to you and your friends. Goofy smile and all.

✮⋆˙ “Hey” he said, standing widely with his arms down to either side.

✮⋆˙ You rolled your eyes. “What Ken?”

✮⋆˙ His eyes widened at his own name. “You… know my name?” He said with enthusiasm.

✮⋆˙ One of your friends giggled and you tried holding back your own laugh. “You’re Ken, and so is he” you say, pointing to one of the random Ken’s across the way.

✮⋆˙ Ken followed your finger and scoffed, brows furrowing in frustration. “Well- i’m Ken Ken” He pleaded.

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

✮⋆˙ The first time you smiled at Ken, he melted. Tears were involved, he hid them poorly of course.

✮⋆˙ You glanced around the two of you before reaching up to tussle his perfectly combed hair. “Oh, suck it up” you said, attempting to maintain your straight face.

✮⋆˙ It was hard not to smile at him.

✮⋆˙ He brings you gifts all the time

✮⋆˙ When another Ken is attempting to flirt with you, Ken gets extremely jealous. He will pout. A lot.

✮⋆˙ After you warm up to him, he quickly becomes the only person you have any energy for.

✮⋆˙ Other Kens no longer interest you.

✮⋆˙ He 100% continues to try and win you over even when he already has.

✮⋆˙ You are shorter than him, so this gives him the advantage. He often picks you up and randomly spins with a happy laugh.

✮⋆˙ Your nickname from him is ‘babygirl’ or ‘sweet boy’ or ‘sweetie’

✮⋆˙ He comes to all of your events/parties and supports you.

✮⋆˙ He loves being needed. If you need something reached or anything done he is ON it.

✮⋆˙ you are 100% a golden retriever black cat duo.

✮⋆˙ He is very emotional and will cry at everything while you tend to hold your feelings back until you can’t any longer.

✮⋆˙ He went from someone you ignored to someone you adore and show your soft side for.

Let me know if you’d like more Ken 🩷

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sooo.. i've been taking a bit of advantage of the snap ai feature.

for what it's worth, the program is really freaking entertaining.

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what do you think of this!! it does not seem radical to me.. why don't women have basic respect? why don't women have rights? why is the gender gap so vastly inequal?

sometimes i want to be someone who presents herself as cute and put-together all the time, and then i re-realize that it is not my job to be cute or change myself to be attractive, nor should i need to present as such to be humanized.

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i miss having a crush. i miss being so nervous that i can barely form a thought around someone. i miss j thinking about and doodling daydreams of a person who has looked twice my way. send me hot people, god.

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whoa, don't forget his extensive voice training for the middle-school part of peter pan

man mcr recording bullets was really like. hello we are my chemical romance from new jersey :) our drummer can't play and does NOT want to improve. here is our guitarist who is the best thing to happen to music in the last 20 years and his little helper. he has rabies. he is also very very talented but we recruited him like a week before finishing this album so I guess we'll wait and see. our bassist has never picked up a bass in his life. this is our singer. yeah he just looks like that. it's because he never comes out of his basement but he is also plagued by visions from god. he has never taken anything close to vocal lessons but he also possesses the voice of an angel who went to hell but got lost and landed in new jersey (1000x worse). he has every dental problem ever but if you punch him in the face he can forget about it and give you the best performance on this record. geoff rickly please produce our album :(

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Wet Paint - Judd Birch x Reader

contains.... suggestive stuff! fem reader! judd is hot!

Judd needed a job. Summer of his senior year was nearing its start, and he couldn't manage to pull enough money from his parents to fulfill his needs of food, whiskey, and other useless items for passive enjoyment. This meant he could either rob a small business, or, alternatively work for one.

So, he decided to put some of his skills to use. Painting had always come easily to him, plus it would look good on his resume for art school. So, he thought, why not just go for it?

Y/n, on the other hand, had been saving up money since childhood. Now, at 18, she had enough cash (combined with some of her parents' efforts) to invest in small renovations for her space. The dusty pink walls lining her bathroom were far outdated, so her father decided to call a painting company to renew them. However, he gracefully forgot to mention this to Y/n.

Online school was currently beating the shit out of Y/n. And while she did get stay home and eat food everyday, she also had to wake up early and fucking work. Being a senior in this century was really not the best time.

At about 12:30, her lunch break started, and she took the time to really relax from the previous meeting. Take off the bra, tie up the hair, and put on the fuzzie paw booties. It was a crucial routine.

However, just as soon as she took off her glasses and slumped back in her chair, the door bell snapped her awake. Nobody was expected to come over, and she was alone (save for Friend's constant snap chats about going crazy from the un-required quarantine). She furrowed her brows in concentration, but figured if there was a murderer, she was just too tired to care.

She walked to entrance, clad in booty shorts (that Friend would scold for wearing in public) and a black off-the-shoulder cardigan, and opened the door.

"Um, hi?" she squinted.. who the fuck was this?

"I'm supposed to paint the bathroom, a guy called," Judd was already done with this bullshit. The cute girl who opened the door looked helplessly confused. He wanted to roll his eyes at having to explain himself, but refrained.

Oh. That. Y/n blushed at her appearance, mentally cursing whatever god was out there for making her life a constant state of chaos. Why wouldn't anyone tell her of this event, so that she didn't look like a total train wreck in front of the hot guy outside her front door. As she came to think of it, he looked vaguely familiar, maybe even attended the same school as her.

"S-sure, come in," she stuttered at the situation at hand and guided him through the short walk to her pristine bathroom. She assumed that if he was a murderer, she probably didn't stand a chance to live anyways.

They stood in the frame of the door as she explained an overview of what she anticipated for the property.

"I'm Y/n, by the way. Um I'm sure my dad discussed the colouring already? It's a pretty basic palette. Just white on all walls. And let me know if you need anything," she rambled about the task at hand and gestured to the room. Every second brought a more vivid shade of red to her cheeks as the man did not lift his gaze from her own. He must've had the most fervent stare, with green eyes so intense they seemed to bore holes right through her.

"I'm Judd," the corner of his mouth pulled up a little, bemused at the blathering mess before him. She was quite cute, he thought, blushing without him even doing anything. He wondered what was to occur if he actually played along.

With that thought in mind, Judd leaned forward, causing Y/n's back to press against the frame of the door behind her. He put one arm above her head, easily towering over her, and focussed that piercing gaze straight into her eyes. She practically cowered beneath him, gulping audibly as she watched thick charcoal strands of hair fall into his face.

"Oh- oh, um," Y/n flatteringly reacted, her whole face now visibly burning. She felt a flicker of heat begin to pool at her core, incredibly turned on and confused at the same time. She definitely knew him now, recognized by the countless times he's been seated outside their principle's office.

And then it was over. Like a flash of lightning, he was back and doubled over, laughing his literal ass off at the sight before him. Y/n dead panned.

"Okay. Real fucking funny, Birch," she rolled her eyes and face palmed at the rebel. She didn't feel stupid, but had instead already begun plotting revenge.

"You should've seen- oh your face was so- just," he slowly started to calm down, still grinning like the maniacal teen he was branded as.

Then, Y/n did the unexpected. She leaned up, and placed one arm around his neck, and the other slid across his back. Her lips met his in a dash, and the warm composition took Judd by surprise. Nonetheless, he complied. He had no complaints about this girl getting on him, and eagerly kissed back. He wouldn't mind getting a quick fuck in before his next appointment anyways. Although, this was definitely breaking the 2m apart rule.

Y/n grasped onto the shirt of Judd's back and continued to make out with him. She felt his tongue poke at her mouth, and quickly let him enter. Their mouths were mangled in a tie as Y/n brought one hand down to massage the area between Judd's hips. He growled in response and his member grew with every minute of her touch. Once he was fully hard, they had been out of breath from making out, with pupils dilated from lust.

Y/n felt this and, like the little devil she was, promptly moved away and removed contact from the man. He was hunched forward a bit from trying to savour the taste of her sweet lips, and immediately furrowed his brows at the loss of touch.

She was smirking and Judd was left with a hard-on. He tried to form a coherent thought—although the rush of blood to his dick was interfering with his brain; what the fuck was going on?

Y/n immediately burst into a fit of giggles at the situation she created.

"Okay, now your face! It's really the best- oh," she swiftly turned to her left and started strutting back to her desk.

Judd, now finally realizing what was going on, sprinted after her until his chest stood as a shield between her and anything else. He had an animalistic look in his eyes as he glared. This girl seemed like she'd be more than a quick fuck. He was going to ruin her.

"You're so not going to get away with this. Wait till' you see what I have in store, princess," he growled, and Y/n felt the familiar heat begin to pool below again. She smirked, eyes twinkling as she looked up at the cryptic man before her, knowing she made him into this mess of a situation.

"Try me," she figured her bathroom would have to wait another day.

X

hi! so i figured i should cross-post some of my stuff? also sr. year me did pretty good w this one lol .. this may have reawakened my thing for him

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(((((((((((i have a thing for george cooper sr.)))))))

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actual deleted footage of stranger things season 4 trust me guys

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i'm really surprised by how a large reaction from people who've watched bojack was sadness.. like it messed them up or something. i've totally read things before that made me so sad that i had to actively work to forget them until i could breathe and live again. but, this show was

really comforting to me. i'm finding it comforting. i dunno, i guess it's nice to see someone else who doesn't have their shit together. it definitely doesn't make me feel better about myself, and i'm definitely not improving while watching.

but, i'm already falling into a pit of dispair; i can feel myself going through the part of my life's cycle which renders as depression again. it's frustrating when i know and understand that i'm going into a depressive state again, but i can't do anything about it. and then i'm thinking and thinking about it but unable to actually change my being.

so, bojack is making me feel comfortable; it's soothing the anxiety that arises with knowing how the next period of my life will be. i like it.

i know people dislike the characters too, or mr. horseman himself, to be exact, but i think i like him too. or, i don't dislike him, at least. i'm finding comfort in him aswell. he has none of his shit together; he's old and rich and supposed to be independent, but he's not. (). he fucks up a lot. and he still gets by. so i'll be okay, i can live in that comfort. he's continuing, even when he isn't going anywhere, so i think if i just wait out the horribleness, i'll continue too. and it'll keep happening, it's a cycle after all, but i'm not alone in my cycle. this flawed character is in a bad place too.

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Girls making up unexistent scenarios with deranged people in their heads at night: