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as the great Kyle Herschel Schwartz once said:
I’M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
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hi hi hi! boy, it has been a WHILE. the last post i did was in august, so that means it has been SEVEN MONTHS since i last posted on here. i know i said i would be taking a short break- and it is very apparent that i completely underestimated how much time i would need to get back into the swing of things.
i am so so sorry for my disappearing act! (you might as well call me magicmyian!) i swear i never forgot about you guys- writing and i were having a bit of a tiff for the last couple of months.
i would come back to this blog a lot and just…kinda stare at everything? kinda thinking to myself “what do i do now? where do i go from here?” and nothing ever came. I’d try to write things- but they always felt like they weren’t good enough- especially considering how long i made you guys wait for it. but then- out of the nowhere:
i started writing again!
like- actually writing! and i actually liked it! and at first it wasn’t t-word related at all- just to kinda get back into the swing of things. and now…here we are!
i plan to post a fic this week- so keep your eyes peeled for that!
i wanna thank you guys for being SO SO SO unbelievably patient. i made a promise that every request in my inbox was gonna be fulfilled (unless stated otherwise, of course!) and i intend to keep that promise!
the new fic IS southpark! (yaaaaay!) but I’ll be completely honest- i’ve been gone for so long that i don’t even know if that’s “in” anymore. so- im here to ask, after i finish all the southpark requests- do you guys want me to branch out to other fandoms? should i just stick with the southpark? or do you want me to dabble in multiple? make this a melting pot of fics!!! please please PLEASE leave ideas below!
i have missed so much- and im going to work my butt off to get caught up! so, my beautiful, gorgeous, amazing mutuals, be prepared for a TON of reposts- because i am catching up on ALL the amazing works you guys have posted that i missed.
thanks again for being amazing amazing people!! i know i say this a lot, but i only do because its true! this blog makes me so happy, and im genuinely thrilled to get back to writing again! i hope you guys like it, and here’s to hoping i don’t decide to become houdini again and completely disappear! (sorry for that!!!)
thanks for everything again! i got a lot of work to do- and it’s time to get to it!
-❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️
#SURPRISEEEEEEEE!#oh my gosh i missed you guys SO MUCH 🥹#yes!! im announcing this on a totally random wednesday!! ta-da!!#(in all seriousness though- im on spring break- so i have a lot of free time-)#PLEASE GIVE ME FANDOMS THAT YOU’D LIKE TO SEE ON MY BLOG! no promises that i’ll know them- but i wanna gauge you guys!#EVERY REQUEST IN MY INBOX WILL BE FULFILLED!! im gonna make sure of it!!! ❤️#see you guys later this week on the new fic!!! until then- im REBLOGGING#non tickles#strawberry speaks
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Me seeing Paterson and my inner monologue is like: sweet boi, my handsome poetic man~ my sunshine on the rainiest days, my reason to smile, my beautiful baby, light of my life, the most perfect man ever~ I love you so much!
Me seeing Flip and my inner monologue is like: Stand six feet away from me or I'm going to go fucking feral. /Smittenly God you're Infuriating /affectionate. Stupid handsome bastard- you're not a bastard, you're good.. whatever listen, I'll fucking bite you. This is dumb! You're dumb! Jerkbutt /Lovingly I fucking love you so god damn much- GODS embarassing! /lh
So if people think my ships are the same I can assure you....you're wrong :) lmao
#I DUNNO WHY FLIP SETS OFF MY FIGHT OR FLIGHT LMFAO probably because if I fully admitted and went full sweetheart on him I'd NEVER live it#down. we're the couple that banters thats light hearted and fun. I'm scared to be 'deep' with him IDK WE'RE WORKING ON IT LOL#When it comes to my ship with him I think we're both afraid to open up. I mean at first oir relationship was all surface layer then after#the whole 'dirty little secret' ordeal we realize we actually might be deeply in love with each other and we don't know how to bring it up#so we banter with each other and stuff. we'll one day admit to each other that we feel more than we let on...one day sosnsosjsod#my ship with him? YEAH ITS THAT DEEP lol#surpriseeeeeeee 🎉#it comes in threes#with Paterson its sweet from the get go and we fall fast for eachother and talking to him is as easy as breathing because hes vulnerable#with me from the start and I can easily open up to him aodndodnoddjd SO YEAH COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SHIPS LOL#chaos in the mundane
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When Prince Samuel finally reached him, he was greeted with the most awful sight of Daniel bound to a boulder with iron chains clamped around his hands. His arms were forcibly stretched out above his head, the strained muscles on his chest on full display due to his lack of clothing. And perched atop his ribs was an eagle, its talons digging so deep into his flesh that they seemed to coil around the bones of his ribs. Its head was bowed, its beak violently tearing into the skin right beneath Daniel’s right pectoral. A sickening amount of blood spilled out from Daniel, some of it even dried on his sweat-slicked sinews.
His face was screwed up in unbearable pain, his teeth gritted against the agony of having his liver scavenged from beneath his still beating heart. Each movement of the eagle made the man cry out in pure arduous torment. Tears even flowed down the sides of his face.
Samuel’s knees buckled beneath him. He crashed into the cold stone of the ground, horror freezing him in place. There was nothing he could attempt in order to save Daniel. He had been sentenced to this torture under divine order. There was simply no escaping your fate once the Gods had condemned you.
Knowing that he had limited options, Samuel went with the only one he knew to be possible. He crawled along the floor of the cave, reaching out for his best friend. When he reached Daniel, the royal simply smoothed the curls on the crown of his head. The tortured man’s sobs became stronger as he experienced his first comfort in Gods knew how long, leaning his head into the touch of Sam’s caress that traveled down to his cheek.
Samuel felt a tear of his own trickle down his cheek as he pressed his forehead into Daniel’s. “I am so sorry.”
“Sammy!”
The prince jolted awake at the calling of his name. Blearily, he rubbed at his eyes before searching around to check that he was not still trapped in that awful nightmare. Instead of the oppressive darkness of that cursed cave, he was greeted by the warm embrace of the late afternoon sun. With a sigh of relief, all of his fear seeped out of his bones in his exhale. He glanced upwards, Daniel gazing down at him with a look of carefully masked concern on his face.
“What is it?” The prince’s voice sounded as though he had swallowed sand. He lifted one of his hands to his forehead, rubbing at his temples that were beginning to throb.
“Were you having a nightmare?” Daniel inquired, his brown knitting as he closely examined his companion.
Yes
“No. You needn’t worry,” Sam quickly reassured, waving his hand in a dismissal of his best friend’s concern.
Samuel watched as the ward regarded him. He was aware Daniel knew he was lying, it was now simply a matter of whether or not he would call Sam out on this.
After shaking his head, the ward came to his decision.
“Pythius just came by to offer up the news. Jacob has returned to the palace.”
Samuel, still reeling from his nightmare, forced himself to react with the same enthusiasm he had emanated for the past week in regards to his brother. Cosmetically, he knew he had managed to muster the appropriate response; his lips parting into a blinging smile as he shot up from his position, forcing his skin to buzz with excitement. But, just beneath was a darkness that was sapping away his true elation and replacing it with an encompassing sense of dread.
He had dreamt of Daniel as Prometheus, the Gods ultimate scapegoat. And as he bounded off towards the marble structure he had called home for the past eighteen years, he could not rid himself of the sinking feeling deep within his stomach that his nightmare mirrored that of his prophetic dreams.
Even Sinners Drink the Wine, a prologue of Too Pretty For War, coming soon...
#surpriseeeeeeee#I promised a Sanny chapter of this series and I did not forget#too pretty for war#greta van fleet#greta van fic#danny wagner#sam kiszka#jake kiszka#josh kiszka#sammy gvf#danny gvf#jake gvf#josh gvf#sanny gvf#samuel francis kiszka#daniel robert wagner#sam x daniel
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yeah i still dont feel good
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— YANDERE! MALEWIFE! GENSHIN AU part one | two | three | four
⇢ alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno
introducing ! at the altar decorated by the blooming lotus flowers, your wrist is bound to your husband with a red string and a promise of togetherness. while the people dance and sing in celebration of the newlywed, his eyes are on you and you only— possessive through and through, even in parabandhana.
[ surpriseeeeeeee yea you did not expect this did you yeah neither did I. i just sat on my computer and decided to be productive. also did not include baizhu and mika for now cuz I got lazy. ]
warning ! yandere behavior, drúgging, manipulation, mentions of locking you away and múrder
— ADMONISHING INSTRUCTION. alhaitham | الهيثم
[ “sure, sure, i’ll clean up after you go. hm? i’m not being lazy at all, just enjoying my peace and quiet.”]
⇢ my boy is living the dream life. no nosy seniors, demanding bosses, and curious co-workers. just him and his hardworking partner and the freedom to do his research at his own time. when you’re around, he tends to slack off (though he denies it) but he does his part of the chores anyway, so you don’t really have any complaints. he’d already been living the cushy life before, but now this lifestyle is more than comfortable.
⇢ he helps you out with your work when he sees you struggling, and he lets you use him as a soundboard to work out solutions. sometimes even lets you complain. keyword: sometimes. most of the time he’ll distract you with a movie or just bring you to the bed so the two of you can read a book together. unfortunately, his tolerance towards whining is very low (reminds him too much of a certain blonde), but he still loves you enough that he’s willing to let your stress out through other means.
⇢ marriage seems to have made him a bit of a romantic, though he’ll tell you that he’s stayed the same as he was when he was still your boyfriend. whenever you’re squinting at your computer screen in frustration, you’ll be caught offguard when he presses a tender kiss to your temple and sets down a mug of coffee next to you. or while you’re talking about something or another as you eat, he’ll clasp your hands in his and press a chaste kiss to each knuckle. these gestures has you blushing and stammering all the time, reverting you back to the naive student you were when you met him. this makes him a bit smug, so you often hit him in embarrassment.
⇢ he would never look down at you. marrying you means he has acknowledged you his equal, and to be fair he doesn’t really have a habit of looking down on others. however, when he sees some pesky flies fly a bit too close, he often gets too full of himself. someone trying to smooth talk you at the cafe? haitham’s not one for pda, but he’ll wrap a sturdy bicep around your waist and watch as the poor thing trembles from his gaze.
⇢ haitham doesn’t always tell you this, but he admires you for a lot of things. but sometimes you get a bit too… irrational, and he knows that he has to be the one to bring you down sometimes. you’re not a kid, so you should know better. besides, haitham’s always been the more rational between the two of you. sometimes bordering on…heartless, but you never tell him that. you don’t have the heart to.
⇢ he’s often the decision-maker, most of the time not even asking you what you want. he says it’s not about want, he has to take the rational decision for the both of you. you’ve always been a little… dull. it’s an endearing trait, but it’s something that has to go away as you both age. he sees the hurt flash in your eyes when he tells you this, and he thinks he can make up for it with a gentle kiss between your pretty eyes. he loves you like his equal, really, but sometimes (most of the time) you need a good talking down to.
“so you’ll continue to let your brother exploit you, despite everything he’s done to you in the past?” haitham shuts his book and stares at you with a seemingly bored gaze. “you know you don’t need to give them that solicitation, right? he’s not worth it.”
“it– it’s not about him, haitham, believe me!” you plead with him.
“i’m, i’m doing this for his wife, okay? she doesn’t deserve to deliver a baby in his dingy apartment with no professionals around. it’s not fair! just because my brother was a díck doesn’t mean she deserves the cold shoulder too! have some compassion for once!”
he rolls his eyes and gets up, towering above some good inches. his eyes look down at you, but his hand rests heavy on your shoulder as if trying to calm you down. “it’s not about compassion, dear. it’s about being rational. once your brother sees you softening, he’ll start asking for more and more and more and well, we know what kind of person you are.” you open your mouth to retort, but he shakes his head.
“you’re too soft, [y. name]. chasing around the affection of others… you don’t have to do that anymore.”
[ “this is for the both of us. i’m sure you can’t tell now, but sooner or later, you’ll thank me.” ]
— EMPYREAN REFLECTION. kaveh | کاوه
[ “you’re the — hic!— the best thing’s that ever happened to me! of– of course i’m crying! i’m not heartless!” ]
⇢ for kaveh, your marriage was both a blessing and a cause of distress to him. a blessing, of course, because what sane man would not want to get married to you! his darling, light of his life, the one who tolerates his flaws more than any other person on teyvat! but at the same time, he can’t just let you shoulder his burdens! he can’t give you the luxury you deserve to have, you don’t deserve to be saddled with his debt, it’s– it’s just not fair!
⇢ with kaveh’s sense of aesthetics and talent for architecture, you two will have the prettiest home around! it is a must for this architect to gift you with the prettiest home you’ve ever laid eyes on. sure, he can’t give you the grandiose mansion that you deserve even with both of your savings joined, but a master architect will make the most of what he has. this is the place where he’ll make memories with you, where you’ll grow a family and your chi… children (?!??!!!!) will live. it has to be as beautiful as you.
⇢ complains like you’d never believe. he’s always been chatty, but he gets even chattier after a disagreement with a client or a run-in with a certain someone or when he hears whispers of your horrendous workplace. to anyone else, his overdramatic flair might be a bit too much to handle, but you can’t help but listen with amusement as your husband drones on and on and on and embellishing his rants with over-the-top remarks. nevertheless, in the case that you do get weary, just press a kiss on his lips— it will surely leave him an incoherent mess in no time.
⇢ a bit too eager for your praise. it’s not like people don’t praise him all the time, but it’s only your approval that he cares for. when he makes a meal that he’s proud of, he’s squirming nervously in the seat across you as he watches you take bite after bite. when he finished his part of the chores, he tends to be a bit clingy with you as he tries to fish for compliments. it’s your choice to cave in so easily or play around with him, but when you do utter a compliment, know that you’ll be left with a gooey pile of mush cuddling into you.
⇢ on the other hand, kaveh absolutely cannot handle fights with you. fighting is a normal thing between couples, but he gets so absolutely wrecked it’s unreal. your look of disappointment, the glare you gave him, the fed-up sigh when you push him away and say that you need some time away from him… they all drive him insane. he curses himself, wondering why’d he have to go and open his stupid mouth and fuck everything up. you’re not wrong, never wrong, and it should be him to take the blame. the longer the fight, the more his wellness and self-confidence cracks. it’s a common sight to see him groveling on the ground, for your forgiveness, begging for you to notice him again. the sight is so pathetic that you can’t bear to look away.
⇢ the most insecure husband to ever exist and grows even worse with every fight you two might have had in the past. anyone who approaches you has him tensing up and tightening his grip on you, but a raised brow from you has him reluctantly loosening his grip and shamefully looking away. he’s plagued with thoughts of you leaving (because why would you stay with a wreck like him?) and overthinks every friendly gesture you give towards anyone who isn’t him (is that how you smile with someone who isn’t a complete fool?). he’s a pushover and craves your love and attention the most. if you love being an asshole and having someone completely around your finger, there’s no perfect husband to get more than kaveh.
“kaveh…” you start hesitantly, brows furrowed as you put a hand on his shoulder. “kaveh… there’s really no need for you to do all this.” but despite your gentle words, it only makes kaveh flinch and bury his weeping face even more into your chest.
“i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry,” he keeps whispering with a voice ragged from the amount of apologies he’s repeated. “i won’t do it again. whatever i’ve done please just forgive me. i can’t, i can’t stand it!” he looks up at you and that pretty face of his is ruined with tears. “please come back to me. you don’t have to sleep at that inn anymore. i can’t handle you not being with me anymore.”
your grip on his shoulder tightens, and your expression seems to twist between a grimace and guilt. the only reason you stayed at an inn was because you were a coward, and you couldn’t handle watching kaveh break down as he beats himself up for a mistake that you caused. this fight was your fault to begin with, but the only one ruined was the innocent one.
“i… i forgive you, dear,” you hushedly whisper, with the audacity of a man who did nothing but take advantage. “i forgive you. no matter what you’ve done.” and when he brightens up and smiles so prettily, your heart squeezes in your chest as he pulls you into a kiss sweeter than you deserve.
[ “wh… what are you apologizing for…? there’s no need to look at me like that…! you can blame me all you like!” ]
— VERDANT STRIDER. tighnari | الطغنري
[ “once again, i told you not to eat your boss’ baking! no, i don’t care if they looked nice! they. are. poisonous!” ]
⇢ he’s more at ease now that he doesn’t have to tolerate idiots who think eating poisonous mushrooms recklessly count as experiments or co-workers who tell him stupid jokes all the time. it’s a less stressful environment now… at least, that’s what he thinks. so why do you keep coming home barely alive?! you’ll find tighnari fussing over you and nagging at your office’s poor working environment.
⇢you’ll have the prettiest garden in the whole neighborhood, if not the whole world! the research data he can acquire from the plants in his backyard is limited, so it’s mostly a hobby of his. of course, he doesn’t just grow whatever there! there’s tons of medicinal herbs growing there and there’s a shed you both built where he can experiment wherever he likes. whenn you’re off work, you like to idle the time away in the garden while tighnari is hard at work on another of his concoctions. simply admiring his focused face is enough to put the stress of work behind you, and you think it’d be prettier if you tucked a flower behind his ear. but you never learn, do you? he launches off to another lecture about why you shouldn’t pluck flowers thoughtlessly while you daydream about his pretty face.
⇢ please please please don’t bring him to any work parties, lest you want to see the entire world burn. he still has that dry sarcasm that you oh so love, but he’s ruthless when it comes to your boss and your more unpleasant co-workers. if any of them try to act chummy with you, he immediately raises a brow and gives them the side-eye. he combats whatever fake-ass comment they have with a dry retort, leaving you panicking and trying him to stop it. but no one stops tighnari in verbal combat, and before long he’s revealed your boss’ and co-workers' vulnerabilities and have them deflating like a balloon.
⇢ tighnari always knows how to make the perfect brew, his teas always the perfect blend of both taste and remedy. it’s too bad though, that you always fall asleep before you can manage to finish a single pot. whenever you awake from a tea-induced slumber, your body feels strangely heavy but you can’t complain about the sleep. your husband is always the first thing you see from these naps, his fluffy tail wrapped around your legs and his big eyes staring intently at your face.
⇢ whenever he mixes in the drugs in your food or tea, tighnari’s tail swishes back and forth as he begins thinking of your cute expressions while you’re half-sober. sometimes he doesn’t put the usual dose and instead just halves it, just to see you flailing to get a grip on your senses and reaching out to your oh-so-innocent husband for help. he often chastises himself for this… dirty behavior, but the devil in his mind gleefully reminds him that this counts as research. the test subject just happened to be his trusting partner for life.
⇢ tighnari isn’t above imprisonment. it’s less for the thought of protecting you and more for his personal benefit. he likes to tell himself this is strictly research, but he can’t deny the awestruck look on his face as he greedily eats up every expression of your drugged face. when you grasp onto his clothes and lean on him for support… it makes him shudder with delight. you’re so cute when your system is laced with drugs, and even cuter when you look at him like he’s your entire world. he wants you to rely on him… and in turn, he wants to abuse that over reliance.
“you look better like this,” he murmurs as he brushes your freshly bathed hair. your figure is slumped in your chair like a doll, which isn’t far from the truth from how he handles you like one. he holds you gently, like porcelain, but you don’t react. you are too knocked out from the dose he had slipped into your tea awhile ago.
he leans into your face, tutting at the dark circles under your eyes. “look at this… clear neglect of your health. i keep telling you to sleep, but you never listen to me, do you?” he sighs before focusing his attention back to your hair. “you’re so stubborn sometimes, you know. i barely know what to do with you.”
he spends the next few moments in silence, rubbing cream into and ointments into your face. you smell slightly of lemongrass now, thanks to the bath he’s given you. tomorrow when you wake up, you will marvel at the softness of your skin and the clearness of your mind, before you throw yourself into another week of overwork. like always.
tighnari regrets giving you the sleeping drug now. maybe he should’ve added a dose of the aphrodisiac drug he’s just finished. with the way his feline eyes zero into your blissful face and the eager swaying of his tail, he can just barely hold himself back now.
[ “aaah, i’ve run out of your meds again. oh, don’t you worry, i’ll make you some more. it’s nice how your body is so… receptive to my medicine ♡” ]
— JUDICATOR OF SECRETS. cyno | κύων
[ “... we’re married… …what? i honestly didn’t think i’d come this far.” ]
⇢while there’s no other man you could imagine to spend the rest of your life with, you’re inwardly groaning about the amount of dad jokes you have to put up with later on in life. sure, you love cyno’s goofy lil personality, but you think you can only take too many stupid jokes before you go crazy. you voice this concern to cyno, who just gives you a reassuring hand on your shoulder and says he can handle you just fine if you do. you’re not quite sure what this implies.
⇢ quite sulky, but he refuses to own up to the fact. sometimes you get a little distracted with one of the neighborhood children, start chatting up one of the kind neighbors, or meet one of your co-workers. you tend to get a little bit distracted by them, and while cyno believes that he’s not overly bothered by this, he admits that he is a little bit miffed about you not paying attention to them. he also gets pouty when work starts taking up of your time and you start to neglect him, so expect him to just shut the laptop close and demand you to eat dinner with him without rushing to get your job done.
⇢ he used to scare the neighborhood kids away with just one look and you always had to comfort him and pat him on the back in sympathetic understanding. “maybe you’ll get them next time,” you had joked, handing him an ice cream as he sulked on the park’s bench. “one of your jokes should do the trick.” you really shouldn’t have suggested that, because after another trip to the park he stared those kids down with his same stoic expression and cracked one of the corniest jokes known to man. every kid looked at him like he was stupid. now no one takes him seriously. well, at least they like playing with him now???
⇢ overprotective, like over overprotective. he knows you can handle going outside the house on your own, and hell, he might have no qualms with your workplace. but the more you complain, the more paranoid he gets until he’s staking out the site for himself. touchy co-workers? cruel bosses? he could easily have their corpses fed to the dogs. he is a protector of justice, after all, and what is justice but not killing those who lay a hand on their partner?
⇢ it’s not very easy to just push him over the edge, but he can and has the will to lock you away. it’s the modern world, no one’s going to have it out for a salary worker slaving day in and out for a corporation, but still. he’s made plenty of enemies when he was still in the force and there’s a paranoia eating at him whenever you go out of the front door. when he does lock you away, he’s as gentle as he can be, even with the stench of blood all over him. this is all for your sake after all, and he couldn’t bear to see you hurt when he had the power of protecting you.
“cy,” you huff in exasperation, looking up from your laptop as he glares down at you from behind it. “what in the world are you talking about? they’re my co-worker, my superior. you can’t just tell me to stop talking to them. i need their help!”
“what help could you possibly need from them when you have me?” he huffs back, crossing his arms. “i’m telling you. they’re dangerous. i… i just know it, okay?”
“what could a retired general possibly know about handling excel sheets?” when his face falters, you sigh and shut the laptop closed. “look, i know you just want to protect me and i appreciate that, really. but come on, cy, don’t be unreasonable.” the pressed line of his lips tells you that he has something against being called that, but you press on. “the company does background checks on their employees. it’s safe, i promise.” you press a kiss on his cheek and smile at him. “sit here and calm yourself down, okay? i’ll handle dinner tonight.”
he watches your back as you disappear into the kitchen, humming a bright tune that offsets the stormy look in his eyes. he could tell you all about his time in the workforce— the violations he’s made, the blood on his hands, and the enemies he’s made— but he won’t. not if it means breaking this beautiful life he’s created with you. but that’s okay, that’s fine. he’s been trained to adapt to the situation and to work with the shadows.
[ “even if you don’t have a care in the world… i’ll be right behind you. wherever. whenever.” ]
#yandere genshin impact#genshin impact#yandere x reader#genshin impact x reader#yandere genshin impact x reader#yandere genshin#yandere alhaitham#yandere kaveh#yandere tighnari#yandere cyno#yester.writes#yester.au — househusband 💍#[noooot quite satisfied w what i did w cyno bc i wanted to explore him beyond being a joker but. sigh. not enough media to give me a read o#that side of him]
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between the lines: special chapter ★ eunseok has a gf
⤷ from what started as a simple arrangement to hide your feelings for a certain someone by getting into in a fake relationship soon turns into a tangled mess. in which some things are hard to tell when you can’t read between the lines
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surpriseeeeeeee!!!! bet you forgot what day it is 😍
I wasn't expecting a reason to kill myself so early in the morning 😍🥰
#why do yoh REMEMBER THAT#please don't oh god#the fact that YOU were the person I sent that reddit message to#and agonized over 5 days because I made a spelling or grammar mistake#but felt too awkward to fix.....#so didn't and just let you assume I was an idiot. only for us to become friends#and now you KNOW I'm an idiot#kinda on brand if I do say so myself actually#that set the tone for our friendship and we didn't know it yet
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snarlsband: SURPRISEEEEEEEE. FIRST LEG OF LOUIS TOMLINSON’S TOUR COMING UP FAST!!! SNAG UR TIX CAN’T WAIT TO SEE U❤️❤️❤️
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478 YOONGI SPINOFF ????? WHAT THE FUCK R U KIDDING US MISS JAY EM RINGS. IS THIS A SIMULATION.
SURPRISEEEEEEEE !!!! :D
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EVERY TURN A SURPRISEEEEEEEE - idia
WITH NEW HORIZONS TO PURSUUEEEEE - an
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Kristen’s look for the after party at No Vacancy in LA. 24th Nov. 2020
@margseliserobbie
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@soulsofcaos / Spotify Wrapped Challenge — 11/100
Nick slid his finger along the unruly curl beneath Harvey’s ear: an umber semi-circle that matched the rings in his eyes. Nick sighed gently. They’d been through this before. “I’ve got my heart made up on you, mortal. No one else.”
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starter for the loml → @gasolinehearts ♡
after spending days alone in his dorm because his mother had suggested that he’d get used to his environment and go to college a little early this year, which was code for ‘we want you and your brother out of our air’, jay had assumed that the school’s system had worked in his favor for once, leaving him with his own space, where he could throw parties and do whatever the fuck he wanted without anyone having a say on it, which was precisely why the place was a mess and he’d just woken up on the living room floor in nothing but his calvin klein briefs, the sound of the door opening to wake him up. the young male groaned, frowning as he looked up to see who it was. ‘’party was last night. we’re closed but, hey, you’re really hot so definitely make sure to rsvp to the next one.’’ he mused, winking at her before he layed his head on the not so comfortable carpet anew.
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night in | ben x finn x cedric
for @benjamin-redfield and @familiar-finn
Cedric had been vying for some alone time with the men in his life. He didn’t see either of them since the transformation magic had worn off and he had lost them somehow in the crowd when it was time for the Halloween Ball. He thought that this would be the perfect time for him to arrange something in the suite for the three of them.
He waited until the other two were out of the suite long enough so that he could prepare. At first he thought about cooking both of them dinner, but then remembered that they all didn’t eat normal food. Usually Ben had to go out of the castle to get what both slaves needed for sustenance and then he would either feed off the slaves or get another for blood. They had all somewhat become accustom to that routine.
The basilisk thought of something that might be labeled as ‘lame’, but he wanted to try it. He placed candles on almost ever flat surface he could fine and lit them one by one until he was in a sea of them. Cedric walked over to the light switch and turned it off to get the full effect. He bit the bottom of his lip and scurried to the sound of the two coming in.
“Welcome home babes.” he said as he walked up to the two and kissed them. “So like, I know we haven’t really spent that much time together the past few weeks because of Halloween and everything, but I thought we could stay in tonight..” he said as he played with the fabric of his shirt.
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Hi I have a surprise droppin in a few minutes
Not telling u what it is but in the meantime you should......
catch up on these if ur behind
if u kno what I mean hehehe
Good For You
PART ONE ~ PART TWO ~ PART THREE ~ PART FOUR
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+ surprise delivery for @peytcnmichaels
Was it really wise to do this?
That was the only thought ghosting through Alec’s head as he stared up at the building. Although he was so close now, he still felt like he was a million miles away from the one person his thoughts couldn’t let go of. He wanted to keep his distance. He really did. Peyton made it very clear that she wanted to be alone and away from him after what had happened at the Taylor Thanksgiving party. And while he had walked away from her that night, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Only seconds after turning his back on her, he already regretted letting go -- he was already missing her, like an addict craving a cigarette. Or something stronger than that. The evening had been awful, and the days following had been just as awful. Every second passing by without knowing if this was the end between them, or how she was doing now, felt like an entire hour. He had been tense and on edge, unable to pay as much attention to Zoe and Lucas as he usually did. He had been distracted, snapping at the smallest things. That was one of the signs for him that he needed to do something. He couldn’t just stand by and wait. He’d promised her to stay. Sure, if Peyton wanted him to leave, if that was really what she wanted, then he would. But maybe with a bit of distance between the party and now, they could calmly talk about what had happened. Maybe she would give him a chance to explain.
Still, he was afraid of what was waiting for him. What if she wasn’t even home? What if she’d shut the door in his face? What if he really had to say goodbye, although he was nowhere near ready to say goodbye? Inhaling a deep breath, he eventually pushed himself to ring the door bell. Alec wouldn’t know before he’d asked. Wondering wouldn’t help him at all. Now he could only hope that she’d let him in, and that they could talk about what had happened.
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