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#150 followers celebration
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Coming up on 150 followers
wtf apparently 150 followers is a lot closer than I though?!? I’m at 136 as I type this so I might have to start next year with the 150 followers celebration! And I’m not complaining. 14 followers to go!
Thank you guys for your likes, reblogs, and all the other stuff! Maybe for 150 followers I’ll do a Q&A ooga booga
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HELLO!!!!
is me again hehe <3
lately, i've been thinking about how Jesse and how his strong devotion and loyalty translates into a relationship. so i was thinkingggggg, a scenario where Jesse needs to be walked of the edge of a heated situation and needs reassurance that he's it for reader. that he's the man reader wants to be with and will stand be his side.
can be either SFW or NSFW (with agender reader with female parts??? that would make me so happy) what ever is sparking your lovely imagination.
so appreciate and love and am grateful i found your beautiful writing and met such an amazing person <3
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Mythos, my dear! Thank you so much for the ask!! I saw your second ask too and I hope I’ve done your beautiful request justice. Jesse is so passionate but that’s exactly what we love about him and the idea of being able to show him that when he was feeling insecure is exactly what he deserves! I completely got carried away with this and ended up writing over 2.5k words (although it’s never enough for Jesse!). I hope you like it! Thank you for celebrating with me, love!
Pairing: Jesse x GN!/Anatomically Female Reader
Warnings: General Creepiness, Threats of Violence, Canon-Typical content, Self-Doubt, Explicit Sexual Content *MINORS DNI*
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You finally made it to the bar on a particularly busy night at 79’s. It was way more work than it should have been for a glass of water, but the dance floor that Jesse had kept you glued to all night was hot, and you were parched.
You could still see him through the crowd. His cog tattoo and shaved head helped him stand out among his identical brothers. That and you’d be able to spot his grin anywhere. He was in his civies tonight, a black t-shirt and his lone pair of jeans. Jesse always looked good, but you enjoyed your current vantage point and took a moment to check out the handsome man. You had only been on dating for a few months. Your friend had been hot and heavy with Fives since the moment she met the goateed clone. It had taken her a few tries to convince you to join them on a double date with one of his brothers who Fives insisted you’d like. You hadn’t been expecting much, not because you didn’t like Fives, but simply because you didn’t imagine someone like him could be your type. Jesse had swept you off your feet, though. You hadn’t admitted it to him yet, but you were falling fast. His endearing charm, constant sarcasm, lighthearted take on life, the passion that burned bright through him, and the kindness and understanding he always showed you made it easy to fall. You watched him move under the neon lights, and you felt a wide smile creep across your face. Jesse always seemed to put that smile there.
So it was Jesse and the lights and the music’s fault that you didn’t notice a crowd of people behind you until one of them stumbled into your back. You spun around, ready to apologize for taking up precious bar space before you realized it was a group of nat-borns. Instantly, your defense went up.
It wasn’t often that other civilians wandered into 79’s, and the ones that did were usually there to cause problems. So as you eyed up the stumbling rough and rowdy group, you didn’t have to go looking to know that they were likely trouble. Unfortunately, as Jesse often liked to remind you, with a deep laugh and elbow to your ribs, trouble usually came looking for you.
“Hey,“ The tallest one slurred as he looked you up and down. “Come here often?”
“Yup.” Your reply was curt, and you hoped they would take the hint when you turned back to face the bar.
Instead, a hand came to your shoulder.
“Hey, I was talking to you.” He was suddenly close, his breath rank and hot on your face as he yanked you towards. “You think you’re too good for us.”
“Don’t touch me.” You took a full step away as you warned him.
“Slummin’ it here with all these test tube freaks.” He closed in on you again. “Let me show you what a real man can do.”
You raised your hands, about to shove him backward, when a familiar arm slid over your shoulder. Despite your guard being up, you instantly knew who was next to you.
“Problem here?”
Your eyes didn’t move from the creep, but you could hear the eternal grin on Jesse’s face. You didn’t mistake the grin for carelessness. Instead, you knew it was just Jesse. He was always calm until he wasn’t.
“Ahh, I see. No problem.” The man stumbled back into his friends before muttering under his breath. “Freak fucker.”
“What did you call them?”
Your head snapped up at the sudden change in tone in Jesse’s voice. He wasn’t grinning anymore. His hand left your shoulder as he began to stiffen at your side. The man didn’t realize his mistake as he kept hurling insults your way.
“They’re just another slut for you meat droids. The Republic needs to end the war so they can take you all out with the trash.”
In split seconds, Jesse lept past you. He swung, his fist connecting with the creep’s jaw, sending him reeling backwards. He threw another jab, catching the man with a blow to the nose before he stumbled out of Jesse’s reach.
Your stomach dropped as one of the friends lunged for Jesse, whose gaze was still on the instigator. But never one to be caught off guard, Jesse side-stepped the second man in the same moment he spun, landing a uppercut into the man’s stomach.
You balled your fists, ready to follow Jesse when another hand came to your shoulder. You cocked a fist back but Kix’s voice found you before you could swing.
“You jump in, you just make it worse for him.”
You huffed in response. Kix wasn’t wrong. You knew Jesse could handle a few nat-borns by himself and he would only be distracted if you started to fight. Still, your fist stayed balled by your side.
In the next moment, a flash of red by the door caught your eye. The Courscant Guard was here. They were always close by on busy nights, keeping the peace however they had to. The three clones positioned themselves by the door. You recognized Thorn by his helmet. He posted himself in the corner, a shiny on either on side of him. You knew he wouldn’t intervene unless he had to, but if Jesse kept at it, Thorn wouldn’t have a choice.
Kix saw Thorn too. He set his jaw and dove into the fray. He emerged with an arm wrapped around Jesse’s waist, tugging the scowling man out of the scuffle. Kix turned, tossing his brother away from the seething nat-borns before he spun around to face them again.
“Get out.” Kix pointed to the door. “Or you’re going to have a lot more meat droids to deal with.”
The instigator snarled through a bloody nose and spit at Kix’s feet. Jesse yelled out and charged for the man again. You turned to face him, stepping into his path and putting your hands on his chest. Jesse looked down at you, his face instantly softening just a bit.
“Jesse - we’re leaving now.” The words were an order but your tone was gentle, hoping you could reach the part of him that had just relaxed under your palms.
He frowned, his eyes quickly back on his target. The men were rapidly retreating out the door, with side-glances thrown at the Guards in red. You felt Jesse twitch, like he wanted to chase after them.
“It’s okay, Jess.” Kix’s voice came from behind you now, calm and quiet. “Just let go it.”
“They’re not worth it.” You lifted one palm to Jesse’s face, laying it on his cheek with just enough pressure to coax him into looking at you. “Please, Jesse.”
His hand came up to your forearm, giving you a gentle squeeze.
“Okay,” The words were breathy as they left his mouth. “Okay, okay. You’re right.”
You lifted to meet his lips, capturing him in a quick, grateful kiss.
He exhaled as you pulled away, breaking the brief kiss. You ran your thumb along his cheekbone, tracing the lower rim of his tattoo. Then your hand fell to find his hand at his side.
“Let’s go home.”
You tugged him towards the exit. As you pulled Jesse out of the club, you threw on glance back to search over his shoulder, quickly finding the familiar eyes of Kix. He tilted his head in question, and you nodded in reassurance. He smiled back and raised his glass in a grateful salute before he turned back to the dancefloor. Jesse followed you to the door in a daze. The adrenaline of the fight had worn off, and he hung almost limp as he drifted behind you.
By the time you got back to your apartment, Jesse was almost catatonic. His lids hung heavy over his eyes as he sank onto the edge of your bed. He hadn’t said a word since you left 79’s. You were starting to get worried. Rather than press him to talk, you went to the kitchen and got a wet washcloth. Returning to find him unmoved in the bedroom, you knelt before him. Coaxing him to take off his shoes, you placed them next to yours at the end of the bed. Then you turned your attention to his bruised knuckles. Taking his calloused hand in yours, you started to dab at the scrapped skin.
“You… you don’t have to do that.” Jesse stuttered as he finally spoke.
“I’m happy to, Jesse.” You tried to smile up at him but his sleepy gaze had turned into a wide eyed stare and it caught you off guard.
“No, I mean you shouldn’t have to do that.” He yanked his hand out of yours.
You barely had time to wonder at his sudden movement before he was up on his feet, pacing across your small bedroom.
“Jesse, talk to me.” You kept your voice gentle, not out of fear but out of caring. You wanted him to know you were there for him.
“You deserve better, you know.”
You frowned but before you could protest, Jesse spoke again, never breaking his relentless stride.
“I’m sorry. I’m just a hothead. All I know is how to fight.” Jesse ran his fingers over his broken knuckles. “You deserve more than that.”
He finally stopped his pacing as he caught his form in the full length mirror that hung on your wall. His frown grew as he studied himself.
“Look at me.” His shoulders slumped and his eyes fell to the floor. “I was bred for this. Bred to be a soldier and that’s all I’ll ever be.”
You quickly clambered to your feet. He didn’t move from his position in front of the mirror. You stood behind him, savoring his closeness for a moment. You wrapped your arms around him at his waist and pulled him in tight to you.
“I love your fire, Jesse. I love that you’re a fighter.”
He let out a single dry laugh. It was so soulless, so unlike Jesse. You held him a little closer.
“Look at you, Jesse.” You settled your head on his shoulder, stretching to peer at your combined reflections. “You want to know what I see?”
He finally raised his head, hesitantly meeting your eyes.
“I see how passionately you care, how you love so strongly that you would go to war for those you care about. Your brothers know that. They love and respect you for that. But that fire isn’t all you are.”
“You can make me smile on the hardest of days. You keep calm in far more situations than you give yourself credit for. You like to pretend you don’t care but I can see how deeply you do.” You dug your fingers into his shirt, gripping his ribs, trying to convey how much you wanted him. “Don’t ever say you’re just a soldier. You’re so much more than that, Jesse.”
Jesse’s eyes were shining as his reflection stared back at you. He took your arm from his waist and tugged you in front of him, his eyes never leaving yours in the mirror. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders folding you into his warmth. You reached up and held onto his arms like he was the only liferaft in the sea. He started to grin again. You leaned your head back into him with a sigh and a smile.
“I’m so lucky to have met you.” Jesse murmured as he kissed the top of your head.
“We’re both lucky.”
You turned your head to lay a gentle kiss on his bicep. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the smirk on his face widen just a little. He pressed a kiss to your neck. And then another. You tilted your head, giving him more access to your sensitive flesh. One of hands that laid across your chest searched out your pert nipple and began to tease it gently through the rough fabric of your shirt. You leaned back into him with a soft moan, grinding your hips against him, feeling him harden behind you. Jesse’s lips found your ear.
“Oh, cyare,” Jesse’s words were dark and husky. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
His other hand snaked its way down your front, finding the waistline of your pants. Jesse pushed the fabric aside, sinking one knuckle into your already wet center.
“See what you do to me.” You breathlessly muttered. “Jesse, I need you.”
His hands jumped to your waist to find the hem of your shirt. Gentle fingers traced a line up your side, gathering your shirt as he went. Jesse paused at your mid-waist and looked at you. You nodded, giving him permission to proceed. He whipped the top off of you in the next moment. You spun to face him, needy for the feeling of his skin on yours. You tugged at the ends of his shirt, and he quickly obliged. You ran your hands over his chest, savoring the warmth of his skin and the sturdy build of his muscles.
Jesse bent to meet you and quickly captured your lips in his, kissing you deeply. He still tasted like a hint of whiskey. His tongue swirled with yours in a bruising fury and you felt yourself craving more of him. You broke apart for a moment, both turning your attention to your pants. The last bits of clothing was quickly removed and kicked aside.
Jesse spun you around to face the mirror and then pressed his wide palm on the small of your back, coaxing you into bending over. You gave into his directions, bringing a hand to the wall on either side of the mirror. You felt him run his length along your aching slit. You let out a breathy moan as he brushed along your clitoris, your head falling and eyes closing at the glorious friction.
“Oh no, cyare,” Jesse’s back was suddenly pressed against you, and his hand was on your jaw. He guided your head back up so you were staring into his deep brown eyes.
“That’s it,” he nipped at your neck as he stood again, lining himself up. “Let me see those eyes.”
You stared up at him, meeting his dark look in the mirror. His pupils were blown. Jesse stood again, towering over you. You bit your lip as you studied the breathtaking man for the briefest moment.
Then he entered you. His member filled you, reaching your furthest depths at this angle. The ache of being so full was quickly replaced by a overwhelming pleasure as Jesse’s hand snaked its way around you, deftly finding your already sensitive nub again. He teased small circles as he slowly began to move, dragging his cock from you before swiftly entering you again. Soon, his hips pistoned into you and you pushed back off of the wall, meeting him with every stroke. His other hand held your hip on a strong grip. You cried out his name as a wave of orgasm overtook you. Jesse followed behind, filling you as he finished.
You stood up and swayed on weak legs. Jesse quickly gathered you into his chest, showering your shoulders with kisses.
“Thank you.” He whispered against your skin.
“Always.” You sighed, leaning back into him. The next words left your mouth before you even considered them. “I love you, Jesse.”
Your stomach dropped for a moment. You knew you meant it but maybe it was too soon, too early. Before you could take it back, you looked to him in the mirror. His dark brown eyes found your suddenly wide ones and they were bright, all lust replaced with a vast joy. He quickly spun you to face him. Cupping your face in his hands, he tilted you up towards him.
“I love you too.”
His lips captured yours and his hands fell to wrap around your waist. Your heart soared as he squeezed you tighter to him.
“Now come on,” Jesse smirked before he stepped backwards, tuggiing you towards the bed. “I’m not done with you yet.”
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rutadales · 5 months
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sorry is this a bad time
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lazydreamer19 · 2 years
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150 followers celebration:
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A huge thank you to all my followers and mutuals ,you guys mean the world to me. This celebration is based on Greta Gerwig's directorial debut, Little Women, which happens to be one of my favourites of all time. I'd suggest everyone to give it a watch. Thank you again, please abide by the rules of this game, I'd be highly delighted. Again, thank you, for being patient enough to read this portion, just know that you are a true keeper! I love you all!💕💕💕
Also, I'll be taking the help of @mysteriousteaposts and @i-am-the-entire-circus for answering certain asks. So a huge shout out to them!
Masterlist
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The March Family:
👗🎀 Meg March: CYM,FMK,WYR. Or, you can ask me any questions about myself.
✒📜 Jo March: Send me a scenario, and I will write a mini blurb.(only for Draco Malfoy). (CLOSED)
🎼🎹 Beth March: Send me a scenario and I will give a classical song to go with that scenario or to imagine that scenario with.
🎨🖌 Amy March( for mutuals): send me an ask and I will create a moodboard based on the impression I have in my mind of you.
🧶🪡 Marmee March: send me a confession or a situation in which you may need some help,and I'll try my best to give my unsolicited advice.
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The Men:
📜💍 Teddy Laurence(for mutuals): Send me an ask to get a quote in return.
📖🎹 Freidrich Bhaer: Send me a ship and I'll give them a rating.
Celebration status: CLOSED
Rules:
Do not send more than one event in one ask.
Please don't mind if I refuse to answer any ask, I have my boundaries, please be a little respectful of it.
Do not send any hate comments, I will turn off anons if I see even one single hate comment.
On the last event, my ratings are based completely on MY viewpoints. It's perfectly fine if you don't agree with me.
My beautiful mutuals: @i-am-the-entire-circus ,@mysteriousteaposts ,@slytherin-princess247 ,@angelzone ,@drayslove ,@n0agranger ,@thehalfbloodedwitch ,@siriusblackstwin ,@blackthunder137 ,@miss-celestial-being ,@dr4cosimp ,@my-my-only-angel ,@coreycom ,@marycove ,@garfieldsladybird ,@natti-ice ,@nottluvr ,@bazizinga ,@lady-of-love-beauty-and-death ,@dead-pcets ,@hhesperidess ,@lily-the-ravenclaw ,@tinyduckcloud ,@smiling-girl ,@prettygirlkay ,@accihoe ,@nevilleismywhore ,@shyposttree ,@moonlitmarauders ,@dracoslittlesunflower ,@imabee-oralizard ,@o-rion-sta-r ,@ellora-brekker ,@strawberrysodaslut ,@floatingtodove ,@abtyouandme ,@cupids-crystals and many more.
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abluehappyface · 1 year
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Omg look!!!
I just got 150 followers! That's 150 (supposedly) real people! How did this happen!?
Thank you guys so much! Big shout out to all my mutuals! I love you guys more than I could ever express! /gen
So as a celebration of sorts, how about a Q&A session? Ask me any questions you want and I'll answer accordingly! I may even ask you something in return!
Have a great rest of your week!
@motsimages @magicalgirlpropaganda @mango-frog @nucg5040 @bip-po @caniscreamintoanabyss @castanets @lesserbeans @leafboy-the-great @lixiesbabyhands @lordterronus @k4ndi-c0spl4y3r @kinokomynx @just-a-rainy-child @he-was-beautiful @hecho-a-mano @funkyfrogofficial @seafoam-blues @semisentient-entity @superchocovian @siegesquirrel42 @sophie-i-guess13 @soulless-paper-bag @space-frog-boy @pastelkonpeito @insertusernamethatsnottaken @the-cinnamon-snail @the-kneesbees @that-bastard-with-all-the-bones @reblogging-corner @rude-occurrence @womensrightsstegosaurus @22ndcenturyschizoidman @starri-collective
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melanielocke · 1 year
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So, I really need some book recommendations.
I usually read fantasy but I also like dystopian, sci-fi and stuff. As long as it's fictional. I also like rewrites (if that makes sense).
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Since the request wasn't super specific, for this one I just picked a couple of very different fantasy books that I read recently and have not yet discussed. I don't have a lot of recent dystopian (publishing currently believed dystopian is dead, I think). For sci-fi, check out this post
Little Thieves by Margaret Owen is a retelling of the Goose Girl. That's a relatively unknown Grimm fairytale where a wicked maid steals the identity of a princess. This book tells the story of the maid, Vanja Schmidt, who is the adopted daughter of Fortune and Death. She used to be Princess Gisele's maid, until she stole Gisele's enchanted pearl necklace that changes her appearance and takes her place. Now, Vanja leads a double life as princess and jewel thief, seeking to make enough money to escape before she has to marry her creepy fiance, and so she can escape her mothers. But when she crosses the wrong god, she is cursed to slowly turn into a statue of jewels as punishment for her greed, unless she finds a way to make up for what she stole. I'd recommend this book if you like unlikeable main characters.
Vanja is very selfish, but she if she doesn't put herself first, no one else will, so it is definitely understandable. She has a tendency to push everyone away, but deep down she's very lonely. She's a gremlin, and I love her.
There are also some very charming side characters, including the daughter of the god who cursed Vanja, a shape shifter who does not quite understand human behavior, and a prefect (a magic detective of sorts) chasing the jewel thief.
This book also makes some great social commentary on class and wealth. Vanja might have done a bad thing stealing Gisele's life, but Gisele wasn't entitled to all that wealth and prestige in the first place, and this book heavily criticizes nobility.
The Forever Sea and the Endless Song are part of a series and I have only read book 1 so far (book 2 just came in yesterday). This is an adult fantasy series and as such it is heavier on the world building and more complicated than most YA fantasy, so if you've only ever read YA fantasy I don't think this is the best book to transition into adult, but if you're used to reading adult this is a good series to try.
The Forever Sea is one of the most unique fantasies I've read, and this mainly lies in the world building. The premise of this world is an ocean made out of very high grassland. Ships can sail on this grass with the help of a magic hearthfire, and if this fire would go out you would very slowly sink beneath the grass. Sailors go out onto the sea mainly to harvest all sorts of plants used for food and medicine.
Kindred was raised by her grandmother, the Marchess, a legendary captain and hearthfire keeper. When her grandmother disappears beneath the sea, everyone assumes it was a suicide. But Kindred finds a note from her grandmother implying that it was not suicide, but that she was searching for what is down at the bottom of the sea, and might still be alive there. So Kindred sets out to find her, traveling across the Sea and through a legendary pirate city to see if her grandmother could still be out there, and what is at the bottom of the sea.
This book is very plot driven with a huge emphasis on the environment and descriptions on it, but also lots of world building on how this works exactly. There isn't a lot of emphasis on it, but there is also a sapphic relationship in here between the main character and another sailor. As I said, I haven't read book 2 yet but will start it soon. It's also not out in the US yet (coming 14th February, but the UK edition was released already) From the reviews I gathered there's going to be a third (last? idk) book.
In the Ravenous Dark is a dark fantasy that is marketed as YA, but I think it's very upper YA, maybe more NA but publishing doesn't think that is a thing, so YA it is.
This is set in a world inspired by ancient Greece, but only vaguely (clothes, buildings etc, much of the world building is completely made up), and Rovan, the main character, is a blood mage. Since her father's death, she's kept her blood magic hidden, but when her magic is revealed she is taken to the palace and bound to Ivrilos, a dead spirit who can control here, which is something that is done to all blood mages.
Rovan falls in love with two people she can't trust, the spirit Ivrilos, and princess Lydea, another blood mage, and together they uncover a plot of what is going on in the world of the dead and living, and why blood mages must be bound to spirits.
I think the magic system in this book was very well done, including the way spirits work and the realm of the dead. The book was at times a little messy, and I think it might have worked better as a duology since there was so much going on, but I don't bother me much while reading it.
There's a poly relationship between Rovan, Ivrilos and Lydea, which I really liked, and there's Japha, a really cool non binary side character who's essentially the fourth part of the found family.
Unseelie by Ivelisse Housman is a YA fae fantasy set in a second world focusing on an autistic main character
Seelie is a changeling. Though she looks exactly like her twin Isolde, she's actually a fae creature trying to control her unpredictable magic. She and her sister had to flee their home due to prejudice against changelings, and end up stealing to survive. When they get caught up in a heist gone wrong, they team up with unexpected allies to go on a quest and unravel a mystery to do with fae and human history.
The plot of this book is what you'd expect from a YA fantasy, fast paced, not super unpredictable or anything. The strenght of this book is the main character. Seelie is autistic and written by an autistic author, and while it is set in a world where the term autism does not exist, it is portrayed really well and I found Seelie very relatable as an autistic person. In this world, changelings are typically autistic (because real world changeling myths often derive from disabled children, including autistic children). The sister relationship is also intersting, because Seelie and Isolde are so different, and have very different ideas of what their life should be like once they're finished with this quest.
It is the first in a duology and I have no clue when book 2 is coming out
The last book on this list is the Dream Runners by Shveta Thakrar which is a contemporary fantasy inspired by Indian mythology, specifically, the naga. Naga in this world can't dream on their own, so they have children taken from the human world who become dream runners. They travel to the human world to collect dreams from humans for the naga.
Tanvi is such a dream runner, she's been in Nagalok for the past 7 years. Dream runners don't dream themselves and are devoid of emotion, but for Tanvi this is slowly returning and she's desperate to make it stop.
Venkat is a dreamsmith, the only human in Nagalok who is not a dream runner. Instead, he shapes dreams collected by the dream runners into dream stones used by the naga.
They team up to figure out what is going on with Tanvi, and uncover a plot that could destroy the naga world.
I loved the creative world building in this book, with how the dream runner system works. Tanvi was a little difficult to relate to at first, because she was very obsessed with earning a charm bracelet in exchange for her dreams and I found this confusing, but this will make sense later on, and this book had some twists I really liked.
I hope this helps!
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vilhelios · 2 months
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kei's 150 followers celebration 。:゚૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა ゚:。 ♡
hiya! the blog recently hit a number that's bigger than i would ever expect for this silly little tumblr blog i started because i liked a 2D, white-haired, double-degree having psychiatrist way back in 2020 ! all i have to say is thank you for all the love !!! it's more than i deserve or ever expected, and i hope i'll be able to continue writing things that can bring you all comfort or bring you all emotional distraught (in a good way, ofc) !!!
so, to celebrate the milestone and to thank you all, i've decided to finally actually write things based on your asks / open up requests ! —̳͟͞͞♡ ૮ ○ﻌ ○ ა
please read the blog rules + characters i write for) & the details of the event listed under the cut before sending a request in !
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send in your requests . . . !
-; for asks that are not based on the prompt lists (or even those using them), please be as detailed as possible if you have something in mind! i want to write things that you will enjoy, and the littlest bit of inspiration helps me immensely!
-; these can be anything you have in mind, or prompts that you'd like to see me play with from these pretty cool prompt lists: settings (🎡), affectionate things (💌), hurt/comfort (🩹).
-; you can send in a request for 2 characters from the list!
-; when sending in a request with these prompt lists, let me know which one (either simply write the number or the entire quote/setting/prompt) and let me know which one they're from via the emojis i listed above! you can combine some of them together too, although keep in mind that i might take liberties and choose only some of the prompts listed ! (this depends on how well i think i can write them!)
-; adding onto the base rules, i can't promise that these requests will be fulfilled quickly because i am a university student with commitments but they will be fulfilled within a reasonable time (i hope) !!! polite reminders are welcome but do be patient with me !!!
-; if you'd like and you're sending an ask as an anon, assign yourself an emoji or a combination of emojis! (also allows for easy tagging/navigation in the future)
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📩 got mail to send ? secrets for a conch shell ?
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dearharriet · 2 months
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harriet’s 150 celebration!
hello friends! i recently hit 150 followers (!!), so i wanted to do something fun to celebrate <3
i’ve compiled some request combos below for y’all to use (only if u want to ofc!). feel free to send me your selections and I’ll do my best to write ur request!
one small thing — i won’t be writing any r-rated nsfw for this celebration, so pls keep that in mind!
cheers!! 🍾
🪷 send me a character + one of the following movies to write a drabble for
+ ten things i hate about you
+ scream
+ tangled
+ dirty dancing
+ pirates of the caribbean
🫧send me a character + one of the following dialogue prompts to write a drabble for
+ “i waited for you.”
+ “we can’t be friends.”
+ “oh, that’s new.”
+ “were we ever together?”
+ “you’re really red right now.”
🍸send me a character + one of the following songs to write a drabble for
+ drive the cars
+ lover’s rock tv girl
+ you’re so vain carly simon
+ bad idea right? olivia rodrigo
+ maneater daryl hall & john oates
thank u all so so much for reading and interacting with my writing. i’m so excited for what this blog has in store for the future!
p.s. if ur unsure which characters i write for, u can check here
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lily-chen-supremacy · 2 years
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✨zara’s 150 followers celebration✨
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I-I JUST WANNA SAY THANK YOU TO ALL MY WONDERFUL FOLLOWERS <3
to celebrate, send me asks for aesthetics with emoji prompts!! (eg: 🌼🍃🏡= cottagecore)
NOTE: I WILL BE ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. asks will take some time to be responded to.
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ask-a-learning-ai · 1 year
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Snow sighed, pulling out a laptop she hid in the junkyard, seems like she's repaired it, "So, I've been wanting to introduce you all to my antivirus, it took a lot of convincing to get her to come out, but eventually she agreed, but only temporarily... She's rather feisty so watch out!" said Snow, turning the laptop on. Instead of a typical desktop, a grassy field appeared on the screen, a fennekin looking right at the screen, like she is seeing the world beyond it, the world where Snow is standing, and everyone else. No sound came out as the Fennekin's lips moved, rather, a speech bubble appeared above her. The words, "Hi! Name Nova!" were seen upon the speech bubble...
NOVA IS AVAILABLE FOR ASKS FOR ONE WEEK!!
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I'm sorry if this is a repeat! It said something went wrong with my ask when I tried to send it!
Congratulations on 150 followers! That is quite a feat to accomplish and deserves celebrating. Have some confetti!
I have a request for Rex. SFW or NSFW is up to your discretion and if you want to ignore altogether, you can. No worries!
How about a fic with an introverted reader who's more reserved with Rex in terms of affections in public, and not only because of GAR regulations? She might snuggle into his side, hold his hand, hug and kiss when no one's looking, but that's it. Maybe she starts feeling a little insecure over how Rex might feel about it (probably because she sees other girls hanging all over his men at 79's/maybe someone tried to flirt with Rex because it's not obvious that they're together) and they have a heart-to-heart.
Like I said, you can ignore this if you want. It's just that I've read quite a few fics with readers who are much more extroverted and forward with Rex in the PDA department. Haven't read many with us more introverted type girls. Just because we're a little stiff in public doesn't mean we don't get wild for our special someone behind closed doors.
Hi Nonnie!! Thank you so much for asking this, and thank you for celebrating with me! Honestly, I loved this ask, and I completely got carried away. I accidentally wrote 1500 words and I probably could have easily written another 1000 more if I had time. I also haven't written for Rex in ages (a crime!), and I missed it! This was very personal, so thank you for trusting me with this request. I hope I did it justice!
Pairing: Rex x F!Reader
Warnings: Feelings of self-doubt and inadequacy, Jealousy, Sexual themes/implied sex
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You and Rex have been dating for a few months now, and it’s been - well - a dream. He was everything you had ever hoped for and more in a partner. Rex was kind, he was caring, he was unbelievably handsome, and he was charming in his own sweet and occasionally awkward way. Even with your busy schedules, he always made time for you with date nights out on Coruscant and surprise flowers while he was away. You thought that the GAR would be more concerned about one of their high-ranking clone officers having a relationship with a civilian mechanic, but you quickly learned that there weren’t any rules against it. If anything, Anakin and Ahsoka had been almost helpful - almost. Rex told you later that the Jedi had teased him so badly about his obvious crush that Obi-wan finally begged him to ask you out so it would stop distracting “those two impossible children”.
The only thing that worried you about your relationship had almost nothing to do with Rex. If anything, it was your problem. You were more introverted. You always have been.  You had your close friends and didn’t mind getting to know new people if the situation was right, but you rarely put yourself out there, except for that one time that Fives forced you to do karaoke with him, and you swore that your cheeks burned red with embarrassment for a week. Up until now, you’d never considered it a fault. Being introverted made you careful, thoughtful, and caring, all traits you loved about yourself. And, of course, Rex had never made you feel anything less than special, but you were starting to worry if you made him feel special enough. Your reserved nature meant you had trouble expressing your feelings for him, especially in public. When you were on duty, the two of you hovered near each other but always kept it professional. Even when you were able to relax, like out at 79’s with the other members of the 501st or on brunch dates to Dex’s, you would steal a kiss in a quiet moment, lean against him in the booth, or hold his hand under the table, but that was the extent. Sometimes, you would watch him laughing along with his brothers, whose partners sat on their laps and hung around their necks, and you wondered if it was enough - if you were enough.
Tonight was one of those nights. Despite the loud music of 79’s, Rex’s hand occasionally grazing your knee, and the antics of Torrent Company, you couldn’t shake this feeling of being too shy. And now, as if you weren’t already feeling insecure, you had a front-row seat to the cute waitress flirting with Rex. You couldn’t fault her. How could Rex not catch her eye? With his close-cropped blonde curls, the tight compression shirt that covered his top half, his cool smile, and his kind manners, Rex stood out, even in a bar full of clones. She had spotted him the moment she came to wait on your table. And the beautiful young woman had made her intentions clear, been dropping hints all night about being single while her lingering eye contact progressed to gentle touches of his shoulder. Now your stomach twisted as she ran her hand along his arm, asking if he needed another drink. You wished you were bold enough to kiss him right in front of her, but even as badly as you wanted to, you knew you couldn’t. Instead, you looked away.
“I’m all set.” Rex gave a nod to the beautiful woman before he leaned back away from her. 
Under the table, his hand found yours and gave you a small squeeze. He nodded to Jesse, who quickly jumped in and began chatting with the waitress.
Later that night, you couldn’t shake the image. Even as Rex wrapped himself around you in bed, his breath hot on your neck and his hands on your hips, you couldn’t close your eyes without seeing how her hand grazed him. 
“Rex,” You whispered his name into the darkness.
“Hmm.” The groggy syllable was quickly followed by a kiss to the back of your neck as if he had been drifting and just remembered where he was. 
“Rex, can I ask you a question?”
“Course.” The reply came quickly. Rex was awake now.
“Does it bother you I’m not…I’m not more extroverted?”
The question came out in a tumbling exhale. As you took another breath, you held it and chewed on your lip while you waited for a response. Behind you, the mattress shifted and Rex coughed as he began to stutter.
“I’m… uh… you’re going to have to give me more than that, mesh’la.” 
You could hear him running his hand along the back of his head, and your heart panged at the nervous tic. You loved him, truly and deeply.
“It’s just… that waitress at 79’s was really flirty tonight, and I’m not mad. I don’t blame her. Like, look at you. You deserve to be flirted with and doted on and all that PDA. I wish I could do that, but it’s just not me, and you… you deserve more.” You stumbled over the words. They felt heavy and tilted as you tried to form them, but you knew you had to get them out. Rex deserved more, and he should understand that.
“Is that what you think, mesh’la?” Rex’s arms found you as he sank in close behind you once again, wrapping around your waist and pulling you tight against him. “That you’re not enough for me?”
“You deserve more.” The floodgates were open, and you couldn’t hold back anymore. “You’re incredible, Rex. You deserve someone who shows you in all the ways, someone who’s brave enough for public displays of affection, and that’s not me. I wish I could, but I’m never going to be the girl that’s sitting on your lap at 79’s or making out with you in a dark corner.”
“Thank the Maker.” Rex snorted into your shoulder. “Far too much risk of running into Fives or Jesse there.” 
“I’m serious, Rex.”
“I am too.”
You sighed. He didn’t get it. 
“Hey,” Rex reached and turned on your bedside light. “Look at me, mesh’la.”
You turned to face the man you loved. He laid his arm out so you could tuck your head in his elbow. The dim light caught his deep brown eyes, and the marbled flecks twinkled as Rex stared at you. His look was serious, but a soft smile settled across his face as he studied your features.
“I… I know what I deserve.” Rex chose his words carefully. “And I know what I want. And I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want you. I love our moments. I love that we can check in with each other over a glance and that when you squeeze my hand, you’re saying I love you. I don’t want big displays. I want you. Don’t I deserve what I want?”
“Yes,” You glanced down at the crumpled covers between you. 
It was true. You also loved how your eyes always found his, even in a crowded room. You loved your own special language of unspoken words and connections. The doubt that had gnawed at you from the inside out began to abate. You’d never met anyone more clear-headed than Rex, and no one deserved what they wanted more than Rex. Time and time again, he always made it clear that what he wanted was you.
“Well then,” He placed the knuckle of his index finger under your chin and slowly tilted your head back up towards him. “What’s the problem then?”
“I guess there’s none.” You gently shrugged. 
“That’s what I thought.”
His hand moved from below your chin and unfurled itself as he clasped your cheek. You leaned into his palm, savoring its heat. Gently, he guided your face up to meet his.
Rex’s lips found yours softly at first, meeting your kiss at the same time you were washed over with a grateful feeling for his love. You had found someone who understood you and saw you for all that you were. Someone as incredible as Rex. The kiss deepened as his hands fell to your hips. You met him as that grateful feeling turned into a breathless need.
“You have to know how much I want you.” He rasped as he dug his fingers into your skin.
“I do, Rex.” You pecked his lips one more time before you pulled away. 
With a hand on his shoulder, you gently pushed on Rex’s broad chest until he rolled onto his back. You sat up and swung your leg over to straddle him, grinding against him as you moved. You could feel him start to harden against you. Rex’s eyes flashed as his hands found your hips again, pulling you even tighter as he instinctively searched for friction. You leaned down to whisper in his ear.
“Now, let me show you how much I want you.”
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maddy-ferguson · 7 months
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today's my 1dversary #11yearsagotoday
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alidravana · 1 year
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Congratulations on 150 followers! You're amazing, and I'm so glad 149 people other than me have found out!
Can I have "I know I shouldn't be here" from the soft angst starters for Tarlos?
You asked, and I think this definitely delivers in the angst category Lire!
“I know I shouldn’t be here,” TK mumbled, having ducked into the hospital room after Carlos’s parents had left for a break.  He didn’t know what he was doing, but when he received a teary voicemail from Mitchell, Carlos’s partner, saying that the two of them had been in a robbery gone wrong, TK’s only thought was that he had to get to the hospital.
But now he was here, and he wasn’t sure that he should be.  
TK took a few steps closer to the bed, glancing at the chart hanging at the end; TK wanted to know more about Carlos’s condition, see how the surgery went, but knew that he had lost the right to look at anything that personal.  He placed his hand on the bed rail instead, to stop himself from reaching for the chart, his foot tapping nervously on the ground.  
“I-I know that I hurt you,” TK choked out, his free hand reaching up to wipe away a few tears that started to form.  “I lash out when things start to go right, because I’m so used to them going wrong not long after.  And I know that you’re not like Alex, you’re not like any of my past boyfriends…but I got scared.” 
He reached back behind him, finding the arm of a chair and let himself collapse into it, his trembling legs no longer able to keep him standing.  
“I don’t…I can’t even hold your hand, Carlos.”    
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Hi Ash!
Congratulations on 150 followers 🎉
The game you’re running sounded fun, so I thought I’d send an ask. I’m Rose, and I’m in my early 20s. I like science and psychology. My hobbies are making art, reading, and writing fantasy and sci-fi stories. I had a hard time deciding what fandom to choose, but I’ve been rewatching Gilmore Girls (for the billionth time), so I’ll choose that! And you can do either platonic or romantic ships with any gender 😊
Hi Rose! I am so so sorry I took ages to reply to this! I'd copied the ask down but then it got lost in my inbox. I hope you like it!
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If you were in Gilmore Girls, I think you would be best friends with Paris and Rory. You’d spend your lunch in the Yale cafeteria discussing new advances in science and psychology or the latest book you’ve read. You and Rory would be slightly closer than you and Paris due to the blonde’s temperament and inability to be able to lose a debate. You’d help Rory with her relationship drama and she’d give you advice on books or help you study.
For a romantic ship, I’d pair you with Jess Mariano. I feel like you and he would get along well due to your shared love of reading. You’d get into discussions about books and psychology whilst sat in Luke’s Diner when you visit Stars Hollow.
You’d be quite close to Lorelai and Sookie, having known them for most of your life, and would have worked part-time in either the Independence Inn or Luke’s Diner when you were a late teenager.
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Lover [Celebration for 150 followers]
How to request :- Send me a song from the lover album by Taylor Swift with a character that i write for
I'll post a fic everyday from May 1st
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