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aviradasa · 4 months

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Welcome to my masterlist

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Shows:

The umbrella Academy

Supernatural

The walking dead

Miraculous ladybug

How to train your dragon (all spin-off shows)

The dragon Prince mysterys of Aaravos

Once upon a time

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Movies

Van helsing 2004

Hellboy 1 and 2

Labyrinth 1986

The MCU as a whole (Marvel cinematic universe)

Same with the DC universe

Avatar 1 and 2

Pirates of the Caribbean (all movies)

Games

Sally face

Call of duty

Skyrim

Legend of Zelda breath of the wild/ tears of the kingdom

Assassins creed 2

Stardew valley

Books

Creepypasta

(Work in progress I’m reading a lot more recently so give it time any book suggestions are welcome.I’m a huge fantasy fan!!!)

Bands:

Ghost

David Bowie

Mcr

(I’ll add more here once my will to live dies again.)

Characters I will write for:

The umbrella academy:

Luther

Diego

Allison

Klaus

Five

Ben

Viktor

Lila

Marcus

Fei

Alphonso

Sloane

Jayme

Supernatural:

Sam

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Dean

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Castiel

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Lucifer

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

(I'm only on season 5 so if you want more characters let me know and I'll do my best!)

The walking dead:

Rick

Daryl

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Glenn

Maggie

Michonne

Negan

Carl

Rosita

Abraham

Ezekiel

Carol

Miraculous ladybug:

Marinette

Adrian

Luka

Julika

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Kim

Sabrina

Jagged stone

Meeting the kids jagged stone x fem!reader HC

Rose

Nathalie

How to train your dragon:

Hiccup

Astrid

Ruffnut

Tuffnut

Snotlout

Fishlegs

Heather

Eret

Dagur

The dragon Prince, mystery of Aaravos:

Callum

Rayla

Claudia

Viren

Soren

Janai

Aaravos

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 1

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 2

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt3

The sight of two stars Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

Nyx

Ibis

Amaya

Corvus

Gren

Terry

Zubeia

Once upon a time:

Emma Swan

Regina Mills (the ‘Evil’ queen)

Mr.Gold ( Rumpelstiltskin )

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow white)

Captain Killian ‘Hook’ Jones ( Captain hook)

David Nolan (Prince charming)

(work in progress)

Hazbin hotel:

Charlie

Vaggie

Angel dust

Husk

Nifty

Alastor

Lucifer

Rosie

Vox

Velvett

Helluva boss:

Blitz

Blitzø x male!reader HC

Blitzø x Gn!Reader HC

Moxie

Millie

Loona

Van Helsing (2004):

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel Van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

Hellboy 1 and 2 (live action 2004-2008 movies)

Hellboy

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Abe

Liz

John

Prince Nuada

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Princess nuala

Labrynth 1986

Jareth the goblin king

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Tony Stark

Dr, Stephan strange

Wanda

Bucky

Natasha

Nick Fury

Bruce banner

Steven Rodger

DC:

Bruce Wayne

Barry allen

Oliver Queen

Clark kent

Robin

Starfire

Raven

Cyborg

Beastboy

Joker

Harley

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Avatar 1 and 2

Jake sulley

Naytiri

Neteyam

Lo’ak

Kiri

Miles Quaritch

Javier “spider”

Aonung

Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain jack sparrow

Captain Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

James Norrington

Bootstrap bill turner

Davey jones

Lord Cutler Beckett

Calypso ( Tia Dalma)

Sally face:

sal fisher

Larry johnson

Ash

Travis

Call of duty:

Ghost Mw2 and 2009

König

Soap

Price

Graves

Skyrim:

Cicero

Astrid

Arnbjorn

Farkus

Vilkas

Aela

Balgruuf the greater

Legend of Zelda Botw/totk:

Link

Zelda

Mipha

Daruk

Revali

Sidon

Urbosa

Kass

ganon

Assassins creed 2:

Ezio

Stardew valley (Sdv):

Alex

Elliot

Harvey

Sam

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Leah

Maru

Penny

The wizard

Caroline

Dwarf

Jodi

Kent

Krobus

Robin

Pierre

Sandy

Ghost:

Papa Emeritus 1 (primo)

Papa Emeritus 2 (secondo

Papa emeritus 3 (terzo)

Papa emeritus 4/cardinal copia

Swiss

Aether

Mountin

Phantom

Aurora (we have the same name irl lol)

Rain

Cirrus

Sunshine

Cumulus

Sodo

Dewdrop

David bowie(going by era and current stage persona):

Ziggy stardust

Aladdin sane

The thin white duke

Major tom

David bowie

My chemical romance

Gerard way

Party poison

Mikey way

Kobra kid

Frank iero

Fun ghoul

Ray toro

Jet star

I will add Other characters to any of these lists if you would like to request a character go on ahead!

What I will write/Rules:

Rules:

No bullying or harrassment to anyone or groups of people in the comments. BE NICE TO OTHERS

No homophobia

No racism

No hatred

What I will write:

Fluff

Angst

Smut

Lemon

Info about Aviradasa!

I go by she/they

I have a cat named Nyx!

I am Demiaroace

I love horror movies with my whole life!

I have a tendency to obsess over shows/movies for undetermined periods of time 🤣

My favorite colors are Purple, red, pink, and black

My favorite singer is David bowie!

I can't choose a favorite band cause I love to many!

The movie Labyrinth by Jim Henson with David bowie and Jennifer Connelly Is my favorite.but Van helsing 2004 is a close second

PS. When requesting please be specific to what fandom/character you want(I will do crossovers.) just so I can make sure to get everything right for ya!

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most-datable-datable-bracket · 10 months

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Most Datable Datable Character round 1 match-ups

Mammon from Obey Me VS Mat Sella from Dream Daddy

Elliott from Stardew Valley VS Colonel Sanders from I Love You, Colonel Sanders!

Sebastian from Stardew Valley VS Brad from Coming Out On Top

Kent from Amnesia VS Zen from Mystic Messenger

707 from Mystic Messenger VS Dimitri Kotov from Tailor Tales

Tamarack Baumann from Our Life: Now and Forever VS Saffron from Potionomics

Roxanne from Potionomics VS Shuu Iwamine from Hatoful Boyfriend

Leano from Potion Permit VS Lucas from Rune Factory 5

V from Mystic Messenger VS Joyce from //TODO: today

Timo Salminen from Love Tangle+ VS Jinguji Ren from Uta no Prince-Sama

Valerie Oberlin from Monster Camp VS Louis from The Walking Dead: The Final Season

Emily from Stardew Valley VS Aiji Yanagi from Collar x Malice

Chrom from Fire Emblem: Awakening VS Corsac from Potionomics

Isabela from Dragon Age VS Ivy Attwood from Love Tangle+

Leah from Stardew Valley VS Nadia Satrinava from The Arcana

Edelgard von Hresvelg from Fire Embelm: Three Houses VS Oliver Cowell from Love Tangle+

Shane from Stardew Valley VS Gregor from Fire Emblem: Awakening

Steph Gingrich from Life is Strange: True Colors VS Fenris from Dragon Age 2

Stu from Monster Roadtrip VS Cove Holden from Our Life: Beginnings and Always

Vishnal from Rune Factory 4 VS Artem Wing from Tears of Themis

Yoosung Kim from Mystic Messenger VS Cliff from Harvest Moon: More Friends of Mineral Town

Ashe from Fire Emblem: Three Houses VS Susumu Yamazaki from Hakuoki

Asmodeus from Obey Me VS Dylas from Rune Factory 4

Luna from Potionomics VS Qiu Lin from Our Life: Now and Forever

Garrus Vakarian from Mass Effect VS Baxter Ward from Our Life: Beginnings and Always

Abigail from Stardew Valley VS Lysithea von Ordelia from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Julian von Garibaldi from Black Wolves Saga VS Mercedes von Bartels from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Saint-Germain from Code:Realize VS Laito Sakamaki from Diabolik Lovers

Ayame from Andromeda Six VS Linhardt von Hevring from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Saeran Choi from Mystic Messenger VS Liara T'soni from Mass Effect

Kei Okazaki from Collar x Malice VS Mint from Potionomics

Finn McNamara from Life is Strange 2 VS Scott Howl from Monster Prom

#It's time to fear for my faves #If Mammon or Cove falls I'm immediately stopping the tournament /j #Not a poll #most datable datable character #Round 1

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miu-senpaii · 9 months

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Late Bloomer | Shane x reader- Chapter 1: Life is a Series of Paths

Life.

You absentmindedly pondered about life as you watched the scenery outside the window change from a familiar dull, gray blur into green pastures and clear skies. The road ahead seemed to stretch endlessly into the horizon, and the low hum of the bus tires rolling across the pavement brought you a rare moment of serenity.

What is life? What is the purpose of life? Is there even a point in trying to find a purpose?

Sometimes, you like to picture life as a series of paths and forks in a giant forest. The foliage seems to block your view of what lies ahead on each path. Thus, you can only blindly push forward and never look back. Some roads are harder to traverse than others; you might have to climb over rocky slopes, cut through vines, or pass through poison ivy. At times like these, some may choose to lie down in a clearing and stay there forever. After all, all the paths lead to the same destination...death, do they not? Why even try? Why does it matter if you never progress, if you miss out on the beautiful scenery that lies ahead on certain roads?

Your thoughts were interrupted when the bus slowed to a halt, and the doors opened with a slight creak. You hear the bus driver call to you, "Miss, you've arrived at Stardew Valley." You take a deep breath as you get up, grazing your hand over your pocket to check that your grandfather's letter is still securely tucked away. As you take your first steps into a new chapter of your life, you remind yourself that life is a series of paths, and you hope the path you chose is the right one this time.

When you step out of the bus, the first thing that hits you is the freshness of the air. It takes a moment for your lungs to adjust to consuming this much oxygen in each breath, a feeling entirely foreign to you due to spending most of your life in the city breathing in all the fumes and pollution. Next, you take in your surroundings. You see more shades of green around you than you've ever seen in your entire life. The trees stand tall and strong, their leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. The fragrance of flowers and grass fills your nose, and for the first time, you learn what the phrase "spring is in the air" truly means. Above, birds soar freely through the brilliant blue sky, and big, puffy clouds--real clouds, not ones coming from factories--float by idly. The entire scenery around you takes your breath away. It feels straight out of those paintings of perfect green pastures and blue, blue skies you would make as a kid.

While you admired the view with wide eyes like an excited child, you noticed a red-haired woman approaching you. You regain your composure and muster an awkward smile as the woman greets you, "Hello! You must be Y/N."

"I'm Robin, the local carpenter," she continued with a kind smile, "Mayor Lewis sent me here to fetch you and show you the way to your new home. He's there right now, tidying things up for your arrival. The farm's right over here if you'll follow me."

She beckons for you to follow her, and you trail behind, listening to your soles crunching on small pebbles littered across the dirt path. You start to feel nervous doubts crawl into your mind. Were you even suited for farming when you had spent most of your days sitting at a desk for more than 8 hours a day slaving away for Joja Corporation? You couldn't even recall the last time you were able to properly work out or take care of your body since your soul was getting sucked out daily by Joja Corp and...him.

You shake your head in an attempt to suppress your bad memories. You decided to come here for a fresh start, something your beloved grandfather would've wanted you to do, and you couldn't give up just yet without trying for him.

After what feels like an eternity, Robin stops in her tracks and turns to face you, "This is Sunnyside farm."

Your negative thoughts resurface as soon as you lay eyes on the state of your grandfather's farm. Well, your farm now and sunny is certainly not one of the adjectives you would use to describe it. Your mouth visibly drops open in shock as you see the overgrown weeds in the yard, the twigs littered everywhere, and the generally poor state of the farm that looked like it had been abandoned for years--which was likely the reality. At that moment, you started wondering if it was too late to turn around and buy a ticket for the next bus back to Zuzu City and beg the devils overseeing Joja to take you back.

Your distress seemed evident to the woman standing beside you as Robin shoots you a concerned look, "What's the matter?"

You're still too shocked to answer, and Robin tries to reassure you with an optimistic expression, "Sure, it's a bit overgrown, but there's some good soil underneath that mess! With a little dedication, you'll have it cleaned up in no time."

"Of course...haha," you nod slowly, trying to convince yourself with your words.

Just then, a neatly dressed old man walks out of the cottage. He gives you a crinkly-eyed smile upon seeing your face and introduces himself, "Welcome, you must be the new farmer! I'm Lewis, mayor of Pelican Town."

You instinctively give a polite nod in greeting, not wanting to make a poor first impression on the mayor. Lewis studies you for a moment before continuing his speech with a chuckle, "You know, everyone's been asking about you. It's not every day that someone moves in. It's quite a big deal!"

You try to muster up as big of a smile as you can at the statement. Truthfully, the idea of being the center of attention has always made you quite uncomfortable. After all, it's way easier for your every mistake and flaw to be noticed when you're put under the spotlight. You were hoping that it would be easier to avoid other people in a smaller town, but you guessed you were wrong.

Thankfully, the mayor seems to change the topic, "So...you're moving into your grandfather's old cottage. It's a good house...very 'rustic.'"

Next to you, Robin lets out an amused laugh and voices out your exact thoughts, "Rustic? That's one way to put it...'crusty' might be a little more apt, though."

Lewis snaps his head around to face her with an offended expression, "Rude!"

Robin doesn't seem to mind as she giggles in response.

"Don't listen to her, Y/N. She's just trying to make you dissatisfied so you can buy one of her house upgrades," the mayor huffed.

The carpenter's eyes go wide for a moment before she turns her head away with a visible pout on her face and her arms crossed around her chest.

You look back and forth at their banter in awe. It was amazing how naturally they conversed and joked with one another, completely setting aside their differences in age and status. Back in the city, you hardly knew the neighbor you had lived next to for years in such close proximity. Everyone mindlessly went about their days, struggling to keep up with the corporate rat race. You guess this is what your grandpa meant by making connections with people in his letter.

Your train of thought was interrupted as the mayor turned his attention back to you, "Anyway...you must be tired from the long journey. You should get some rest. Tomorrow you ought to explore the town a bit and introduce yourself. The townspeople would appreciate that."

You feel relieved that he brought that to your attention, as you just notice how sore your legs are from all the walking. You sighed internally. You were tired and hadn't even begun a day of farm work yet.

You bid Robin and Lewis goodbye and enter the cottage. Surprisingly, the interior is pretty well-kept and as cozy as you remember from your childhood memories of visiting the farm. The house had only one room, but you didn't mind. It was similar to the one-room apartments you lived in except a whole lot cheaper. The room had only the essentials: a bed, a fireplace, a table, a drawer, a TV, and...a fake potted plant in the corner.

You settle in and unpack what little things you brought with you in your backpack. After you finish, you sprawl out across the bed and stare at the ceiling.

The faint, musky scent of wood in the room causes you to reminisce about the time you spent with your grandfather, one of the few joyful memories you have from childhood. Despite how others treated you, your grandfather was the only one who never expected anything of you and loved you unconditionally. He would pull you away during the summers to escape from the constant studying you were forced to do at home and just let you be a kid for once. As you grew up, you were pushed further and further away from him, being told that you had to focus on your "future" and couldn't waste your time on something as unproductive as seeing your dying grandfather. You were devastated when he passed away. You had lost the one true light in your life, and you regret never getting the chance to keep him company in his last moments and return the love he had so selflessly gifted you.

Nevertheless, he left his farm, his life, in your hands, and you wouldn't let him down.

Before you get ahead of yourself, you need to rest. Tomorrow, you plan to wake up early to remove all the weeds in the yard and plow the soil. Then, you would go into town to buy some seeds and possibly introduce yourself to some residents. With your game plan in mind, you shut your eyes and start counting sheep.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

...

...nine hundred thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sheep

You pry open your eyes in frustration, the faintest hues of purple already appearing in the sky outside your window. Maybe you were so used to your f*cked-up sleep schedule that it has become physically impossible to fall asleep earlier than 2 a.m. You've tried every possible sleeping position by now and know there's only one solution to your sleepless night...

...alcohol.

You wouldn't consider yourself an alcoholic by any means. As a Joja Corp slave, it was reasonable enough to get a drink or two every time you were overworked and exhausted...which was basically every day. Okay, maybe you're not making a very good case for yourself here.

You trudge over to your drawer and throw on a black jacket with your favorite band back in high school printed on the back. One thing you know for sure is that no matter where you go, there's got to be some alcohol somewhere, and this town is no exception. You aren't sure if you have mentally prepared yourself to socialize with anyone in this town yet, but hey, since you winged this whole farming thing, you're sure you can wing that too.

You are met with the warm night air outside when you leave the cottage. You rarely get a chance to take night strolls like this in the city, so you take your time to admire the view of the stars that were usually blocked by light pollution. In the silence of the night, you can hear the chirping chorus of cicadas, small critters rustling in the bushes, and your own steady footsteps crunching on the ground. You're starting to see the appeal of farm life, how it allows you to slow down and really appreciate the small things around you in contrast to the constant hustle and bustle of the big city.

You wander around the town for a bit, searching for a place that sells alcohol before you hear lively chatter coming from a certain direction. You walk towards it and find yourself face to face with a giant sign reading "Stardrop Saloon" hanging in front of a brick building. Perfect.

As you enter the saloon, the chatter dies down a bit as you become hyper-aware of people's eyes on you. You know it's just harmless curiosity at a new face in town, but you feel your palms becoming sweaty and your pulse rising nonetheless. You quicken your footsteps to reach the bar across the room, avoiding eye contact by staring down at your shoes.

You approach the bar and notice a girl with short, bright blue hair (that reminds you of one of those K-pop boy band members) working behind the counter. When she sees you, she flashes you a bright smile and walks over to you.

"Hey, it's good to see you! You must be the new farmer, right? I'm Emily, I work here as a bartender at the Stardrop Saloon. What can I get for you?"

Right away, you could see that she was one of those genuinely friendly and positive people. You know that you should have more of those people in your life, but it still feels a bit overwhelming at times to face someone with a beaming smile when you yourself were so much more withdrawn and awkward at times. It only reminds you of your shortcomings, and perhaps this way of thinking is a reflection of your parents' influence on you.

"It's nice to meet you Emily, I'm Y/N. I just moved here but you know that already..." you stumbled awkwardly, realizing that you were a lot more socially inept than you previously imagined. To prevent any further embarrassment, you had to cut your introduction short.

"Uh...and could I have a beer, please?" you smiled sheepishly.

"Drinking on the first day, huh?" the bartender asks while cracking a teasing smile.

You feel your face grow hot, and before you can formulate a coherent explanation, Emily lets out a soft laugh and pats your shoulder in reassurance, "I'm just joking. I won't judge, don't worry."

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding as you watched her return to work. You let your eyes wander around the saloon to take mental notes of all the people here that you would most likely have to meet someday.

You recognize your bus driver, an older lady with curly auburn hair, drinking the night away on the other side of the bar.

Behind the counter, there is a man with a fairly large mustache chatting with the other customers, who you assume to be the owner of the establishment.

You spot an interesting trio of teenagers playing pool in the other room. On one end of the pool table, you see a kid with raven hair styled into an emo shag while adorning black from head to toe, reminding you of your high school days. The dark-haired kid keeps calm and cool, lining up the cue stick with sharp precision and never betraying a single emotion on his face throughout the game. On the other end is a blonde kid with his hair sticking up so straight it makes you wonder how many pounds of hair gel he uses when getting ready in the morning. Unlike his emo counterpart, he freely expresses whatever he is feeling, whining with every loss and pumping his fists in excitement whenever he sees a chance to beat his opponent. On the couch, a girl with long purple hair observes their game with an amused grin. All three of them look like they could be members of some kind of rock band, and you wonder if you could bond with them using what little knowledge you have left of the alternative rock bands you were crazy about in high school. The girl's eyes eventually trail over to yours, meeting your gaze with slightly furrowed brows as if asking, "what are you looking at?" and you immediately snap your head the other way.

You internally scold yourself for staring too long, probably seeming like a creep. Thankfully, Emily unknowingly saves you by handing you your beer. You take a shot and feel the warm, bitter liquid pouring down your throat. It takes a few more sips to feel a slight buzz course through your bloodstream.

As the night grows on, the saloon grows livelier, with more unfamiliar people pouring through the door. You had already met a few of the townspeople that came up to you tonight. There was a man named Clint who introduced himself as the town blacksmith, but you did notice that he was a bit distracted throughout your conversation as he kept stealing glances at the blue-haired bartender. Next, there was Pierre, the general store owner who offered to do business with you by purchasing your crops in exchange for buying his seeds. Robin had approached you accompanied by a man you assumed to be her husband. Finally, a beautiful woman named Leah tried to initiate small talk by asking why you decided to become a farmer. You gave a vague response of wanting some change in your life since you didn't quite know the reason yourself, but the woman seemed satisfied with your answer.

By the end, you had to admit that your social battery was draining out. Sitting in the middle of the bar, you start to feel overwhelmed as more patrons crowd around you, chatting away. Your eyes dart around the room, desperately in search of a quieter corner to continue your drinking.

That's when you spot him. Leaning up against the wall next to the fireplace is a man with side-swept purple hair and a bit of stubble on his chin. He has a short and burly stature and seems to be at least in his late twenties. His appearance is messy and unkept, likely due to exhaustion, as evident by the dark circles under his eyes. He wears a neon green and white jersey that you recognize as the Zuzu City Tunnelers uniform with a wrinkly, blue jacket on top that nearly makes you gag when you catch a glimpse of the ugly Joja logo plastered on it. Unlike the other residents of Pelican Town, he gives off a glum and unapproachable aura. Strangely, you feel drawn to the mysterious man and his dark nature, maybe because he reminds you of how you used to be.

You slowly approach him, and he meets your gaze with piercing, dark eyes that send a shiver down your spine. You hesitantly stand next to him and open your mouth to speak, "Hey, do you mind if I stand here? This area feels quieter..."

The man doesn't acknowledge your question and merely continues sipping his beer.

After a few moments of awkward silence and beer sipping, you work up the courage to introduce yourself to the man.

"Hey, I'm Y/N. I just moved into Pelican Town today. What's your na--"

The man bluntly cuts you off before you can even finish your sentence with a harsh voice, "I don't know you. Why are you even talking to me? Just f*ck off."

You look up in shock to see the man glaring at you with a deep scowl.

You know that look well. A look of disgust, disdain, and disappointment like they were looking at some pest crawling up their leg. A look that suddenly makes you feel so small and worthless, reminding you that you are nothing more than an insect to be crushed at people's feet.

You feel a familiar sensation creep up your spine, your body growing hot yet simultaneously breaking out in cold sweat. A wave of nausea washes over you, your stomach twists in fear, tears prickle at the corner of your eyes, breathing starts feeling more difficult, the hands you balled into fists start shaking uncontrollably, and a string of apologies are barely being held back at the tip of your tongue.

"No matter how hard you try, you'll never change," spat the voice inside your head, "you're too weak, scared, and worthless to take control of your life."

"A doormat. That's all you were and all you will be. A doormat for people to step all over, wipe all their dirt and grime on."

Growing up, you were frequently called too nice by your peers, the perfectly obedient daughter by your relatives, the perfectly compliant worker by your boss, and the perfectly submissive partner by your ex. The truth is you were a doormat, a coward. Someone too scared to say no. Too scared to let people down. Too scared to take control of your life, to choose your own happiness.

You've barely made a single decision of your own in all your years of living. First, you were controlled by your parents, then your boss, then your ex. Working hard to become a programmer was never your choice, giving up all your free time to work overtime at Joja was never your choice, and moving in with your ex just to be his personal maid while he went out partying was never your choice. Packing everything up to leave your life in the city was one of your first real instances of autonomy.

No, no, no. You were supposed to leave behind everything you despised, including the person you used to be. This was supposed to be a fresh start, but you feel your old self and your past trauma threatening to swallow you whole again.

You think about your grandfather. What he would've wanted you to do in this moment. He would've told you to stand your ground like the strong girl he knows you are.

You take a deep breath and face the man's glare head-on with defiance in your eyes. Your whole body shakes as you speak the words you have been waiting to say all these years.

"You don't get to speak to me like that," you say, voice steadily growing louder, "I was just introducing myself out of politeness. It's not like I'm thrilled to talk to you either. Even if you don't feel like talking, there's no need to be an a$$ about it."

The conversations around you die down as people turn their attention to the obvious air of tension between the two of you. An indiscernible emotion flickers across his eyes before the man trudges out of the saloon with a grunt.

Your shoulders relax, and you let out a sigh of relief. The relief you feel is short-lived, though, as it quickly turns into embarrassment after noticing all the eyes on you. You internally curse yourself for making a fool of yourself on your first day.

You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder, and you turn to see Emily offering you a soft smile.

"Sorry about that, that's Shane. He usually doesn't like to be bothered by anyone, so it's nothing personal," she gives you a thumbs up, "That was brave of you, though. I think it was something he needed to hear."

You finish your beer and pay the tab, quickly leaving the saloon. On your walk home, you try to sort out the mixed emotions in your chest. On one hand, you feel a bit shameful for causing a scene and killing the mood. On the other hand, you feel a tiny bit proud of yourself for not succumbing to your old habits.

"I did it, gramps," you whisper, gazing up at the twinkling night sky with a smile.

You had just taken a step closer to winning the battle against yourself.

A/N: Hello! I've been absolutely obsessed with Shane as of recent (I love my depressed chicken boi), so I decided to get off my butt and write fanfiction for once in my life. The reader is based off of some of my own traits and struggles in life. I hope she can resonate with some of you, and sorry to others anyone who doesn't like her character, she's less of an optimist and more on the gloomy side like Shane. I hope you all enjoy the story. Writing used to be one of my dreams, and it means a lot to me! :)

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brooklynislandgirl · 6 months

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10 Fandoms / 10 Characters / 10 Tags

Tagged By: my loves @kylo-wrecked and @tangleweave Tagging: Anyone who feels like they need one more Sunday this weekend.

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I. Marvel: Beta-Ray Bill, Eddie Brock/Venom, Doctor Strange, Phil Coulson, Vision, Groot, Spider-Man {Peter Parker}, Gambit, Doctor Morbius, Bucky Barnes. M'Baku {Hate the moniker of 'Man-Ape'}. Magneto. Loki. Night Crawler. Frank "Punisher" Castle. Colossus. Danny "Iron Fist" Rand. Foggy Nelson. Ghost Rider {Both Johnny Blaze and Robbie Reyes, "Caretaker" Carter Slade}. I know that's more than 10. Whatever, I do what I want. >.> II. DC: Lex Luthor, Nanaue {King Shark}, Martian Man Hunter, John Constantine, The Joker, Jonathan Crane, Morpheus {Dream of the Endless}, Death of the Endless, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Bane, Swamp Thing, Green Lantern. Cisco Ramon. Hunter Zoloman.

I absolutely blame @nightmarefuele for at least two of these.

III. Star Wars: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader. Admiral Piett. Kylo Ren. Wedge Antilles. Kit Fisto. Han Solo. Chewbacca. Jocasta Nu. Darth Rivan {not to be confused with Darth Revan}. Jos Vondar. Jango and Boba Fett, and of course, all my 10,000,000,000 Clone children. No I will not be taking questions.

IV. Star Trek: Worf, Martok, Gowron, Chancellor Gorkon, Kurn, Dr McCoy, Uhura, Sulu, Chekhov, Chris Pike, Ortegas, Nurse Chapel, Geordie La Forge, Riker, Data, Lore, Chief O'Brien, Q, Benjamin Cisco, Garak, Gul Dukat, Quark. V. Firefly: Mal Reynolds, Jayne Cobb, Hobun Washburne, Zoe Washburne, Shepherd Book, Kaylee Frye, YoSafBridge, Adalai Niska, Badger, Jubal Early Take my life, take my land, take me where I cannot stand. I don't care 'cause I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me. {{My coat has always been a little...brownish.}

VI. The Walking Dead: Shane Walsh, Daryl and Merle Dixon, Michonne Hawthorne, Abraham Ford, Glenn Rhee, The Governor, Bob Stookey, Ezekiel, Dwight, Aaron, Morgan Jones. VII. Justified: Raylan, Boyd, Ava, Art, Rachel, Tim, Dewey Crowe, Johnny Crowder, Loretta McCready, Robert Quarles, Ellstin Limehouse, Mags Bennett, Devil, Jean Baptiste, Boon, Willa, Carolyn, Sweety... oh so many. VIII. Yellowstone: John, Jamie, Beth, Kayce Dutton, Rip Wheeler, Jimmy Hurdstrom, Thomas Rainwater, Mo Brings Plenty, Lloyd, Colby, Teeter, Jake, Ethan, Angela Blue Thunder, Malcolm Beck. IX. Law & Order- Alphabet Soup: Captain Cragen, Lenny Briscoe, Mike Logan, Anita Van Buren, Jack McCoy. Rey Curtis, Ed Green, Arthur Branch, Cyrus Lupo, Kevin Bernard, Frank Cosgrove, Jalen Shaw. Elliot Stabler, Olivia Benson, Odafin Tutuola, John Munch, Chester Lake, Melinda Warner, Amanda Rollins, Rafael Barba, Dominick Carisi, Peter Stone, Bobby Goran. I have seen literally every episode of the American Law & Order franchise Original, SVU, CI, OC, etc...with the first three watched multiple times. While I often wouldn't call it my most favourite show...it's probably my most favourite shows.

X. The Lord of the Rings: Boromir and Faramir, Éomer and Éowyn, Theoden King, Theodred, Gimli, Pippin, Sam, Meriadoc, Fangorn {Treebeard}, Beorn, Celebrimbor, Bard the Bowman, Dwalin, Celeborn, Denethor, Gil-Galad king, Fingolfin, The Watcher in the Water, Maedhros, Finwe, Manwe...and I could go on for years. My first true fandom as we know it {probably Arthurian Legend was my first and truest fictional love}, and one I have been faithful to for over 25 years. Honestly never please talk to me about it, because I have rabid opinions about literally everything. And lastly, I only included tv/movies here because books and rpgs would require an entire three or four Long Ass Posts all of their own. Much Love.

#Absolutely True Stories about Turtle #Glowing Like the Metal|Dash Games

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padmaddean · 1 year

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Shane & Ivy

The L Word: Generation Q s03e04

#The L Word: Generation Q #The L Word #TLWGQ #Shane McCutcheon #Ivy #Shane x Ivy #Kate Moennig #Kehlani

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saintyesinner · 1 year

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😩Ivy don't leave

#the l word #ivyandshane #ivy&shane #the l word generation q ivy #ivylwordgq #the l word generation q shane #tlwgq #tlwgqedit #tlw fandom #the l word generation q #the l word gen q #katherine moennig #kehlani #wlw #showtime #capcut #shane x ivy

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mdemontespan1667 · 1 year

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DIRT ROAD HONEY

DARK SHANE WALSH X READER

DARK RICK GRIMES AND READER

SUMMARY: YOUR THANKSGIVING BREAK GETS INTERRUPTED

WARNINGS: NON-CON/VAGINAL SEX/ORAL SEX (MALE RECEIVING)/SLAPPING/CHOKING/CHEATING(RICK)/RECKLESS USE OF A FIREARM/GIGANTIC ABUSE OF AUTHORITY/HANDCUFFS/PROFANITY/FORCED ORGASM/NON -CON

(I'VE HAD THIS HALF WRITTEN IN MY GOOGLE DOCS FOR ABOUT 2 MONTHS. IT VERY SIMILAR TO "THE TROUBLE WITH COYOTES" BUT THIS FIC JUST WOULDN'T LEAVE ME ALONE. SO, FOR BETTER OR WORSE, HERE IT IS. I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY MISTAKES. I WANTED TO GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM SO I COULD MOVE ON LOL.

“You need help with that Darlin? Hose looks a bit big for you.”

It never fucking failed.

Every time you filled up your bright, fiery orange ‘72 Chevelle some wannabe Alpha male had to make some sexist comment.

It wasn’t your fault the designers had put the damn fuel cap under the license plate.

And it certainly wasn’t your fault you had to bend over to keep the nozzle from falling out.

Nor was it in any way your fault that you occasionally might over exaggerate how far you had to bend over, especially like today, when you were wearing tight, frayed jeans and a wide neck off the shoulder teal sweatshirt.

“I’m fine.”

“Oh yeah,” he whistled, “You are most definitely fine.”

The pump kicked off.

You put the nozzle back, securing the gas cap before facing the latest offender.

He was tall, rough cut facial features with a mop of short, dark curls.

You made a show of pushing down your sunglasses as you blatantly checked out the rest.

Wide chest and muscle corded arms encased in a tight black t shirt.

Tan cuffed cargo pants sat high on his tapered waist.

Well.

Nothing wrong with that either.

You licked your lips, hand propped on your hip.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.”

Your voice dripped, saccharine sweet.

“No, it ain’t like that.”

His knuckles brushed along your upper arm.

“You are hands down, the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Snorting, you batted his hand away.

“Bullshit. That line might work on your little dirt road honey’s but..” You slid your oversized tortoise shell Ray-Ban’s back in place, “It’s not working on me.”

You pushed past him, strutting toward the tiny attached convenience store.

God, it was so easy winding men up.

Fun too.

They were so damn transparent.

And, despite how you’d coldly dismissed him, you knew, KNEW, he’d be jacking off later thinking about you.

Not because you were devastatingly beautiful or had a killer body.

In those categories you ranked a solid average.

What you did have was confidence with a capital fucking C.

Own every room you walked into, all eyes on you, smart as hell, know your worth, every woman wants to be you, every man wants to fuck you, (and woman, let’s not be coy here, you knew damn good and well your face would be buried between Ivy’s lush thighs at some point this weekend, you were all about equal opportunity), bone deep confidence.

It’s what had gotten you through Grad school and later your Doctorate in Mathematical Engineering.

The rusty bell above the worn metal screen door dinged, announcing your arrival.

You took your time perusing the limited snack aisle, selecting a bag of Funyuns and a fountain Pepsi, flicking the straw provocatively, making sure to flash a little cleavage at the old guy working the register.

Back at your car you checked your phone.

“No service. Fucking wonderful.”

When your best friend had proposed a quick getaway to celebrate your latest promotion you’d been expecting sun, sand and endless Mai Tai’s, not a rustic cabin on some forgotten lake in rural Georgia.

You waved your phone around trying to find a signal.

“Ain’t gonna work.”

Oh lord, not him again.

“Why not?” you huffed.

“We’re in the middle of a deadzone Darlin’.”

“Lovely.”

You took off your sunglasses, resisting the urge to throw them at the odious man.

“How the hell am I supposed to find that goddamn cabin without my phone?”

“What cabin are you looking for, girl?”

Your eyes narrowed at the nickname.

“Some stupid fucking cabin on some stupid fcuking lake off of some stupid fucking Bob’s road!”

The octaves rose with each word until you were practically yelling.

“Bob’s Road?”

Oh shit. Probably shouldn’t have shared that with the entire gas station.

“Uh, yeah.”

You pulled a piece of paper from your back pocket.

“732 Bob’s Road, Lake Horton.”

He chuckled.

“That’s Bob Schermer’s place. I can give you directions.”

The setting sun sketched him in shadows.

A kernel of unease settled in your gut.

Jesus, get a grip. This isn’t Deliverance.

“That, uh, that’d be great.”

He smiled, teeth showing.

It reminded you of a predator sizing up his next meal.

“So you’re gonna take a left outta here on’ta Highway 92. Just keep going North for about an hour and a half, maybe two. You’ll take a right at white mailbox. If you see the “Jesus Saves” sign you’ve gone too far. Go about three miles then turn left. Cabin will be on the left.”

“Two hours?”

You exhaled dramatically.

“Fucking great.”Dropping into the driver's seat you cranked the ignition, the Chevelle’s 454 V-8 rumbling to life.

“Thanks.”

“My pleasure.”

Another unnerving smile.

The hair on your arms prickled.

“You be real careful on those back roads. It gets awful dark out here.”

“Uh, yeah, sure.”

With a curt nod, you revved the engine, throwing gravel in your wake.

They like to get you in a compromising position

Well, they like to get you there and smile in your face

Yeah, they think they’re so cute when they get you in that condition

But i think its a total disgrace

And I say

I fight authority, authority always wins

Well, I fight authority, authority always wins

Well, I’ve been doing it since I was a young kid

And I come out grinnin’

Well, I fight authority, authority always wins

You cranked up the volume on your after-market stereo singing along to your Spotify road trip playlist.

Jesus fucking tits, the guy was right, it was dark.

Not like the dark you had grown up in.

A pale shimmer had blanketed San Diego from sundown to sunup.

The light from a full moon helped soften the inky landscape, a little.

God only knew what might be hiding out there, watching, just waiting for the perfect moment to…

FUCK!

You slammed on your brakes.

Was that a white mailbox?

Turning the volume down so you could see, you dropped the transmission in reverse, taillights casting an unsettling glow.

You sighed in relief at the sight of the pock marked mailbox.

Shifting to First, you swung off the HIghway to a narrow gravel road.

I swear to God, I’m never, ever letting Ivy pick a destination again. After this she’ll be lucky if I let her pick a restur….”

WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP

Red and blue flashing lights blazed in your rearview mirror.

What the fuck?

Where the hell did he come from?

You hadn’t seen another vehicle since you left town.

“License and Registration.”

You jumped, startled.

“License and Registration.”

“Yeah, Yeah, I heard you the first time.”

You reached across the seat digging the items from your bag.

“What am I….Oh my God, you can’t be serious.”

Leaning in your window, now attired in a shit brown Sheriffs uniform and matching baseball cap, was the man from the gas station.

“I’m gonna need you to exit the vehicle, ma’am.”

Something was off.

“Why? I didn’t do anything. I wasn’t speeding.”

“Please step out of the vehicle.”

“Oh for fucks sake.”

Climbing out, you glared at him, arms crossed.

“Ma’am, you were driving erratically. I detect the smell of alcohol on you. That gives me probable cause to search your vehicle.”

Ducking, he rummaged through your car, dumping your purse and overnight bag, scattering the contents.

“Well, look what I found,” he announced, producing a half drank pint of cheap vodka.”

“That’s not mine. I don’t even drink vodka. You..you put that there..I’m not.”

‘Hey, Shane, taillight’s busted out too.”

In total disbelief you watched another officer bash the red plastic with his boot.

“What the hell!” you hollered, charging toward the other, leaner built man, “You can’t fucking do that…”

Grabbing your elbow, Shane swung you back, jerking you off your feet.

You stumbled, arms pinwheeling.

You bumped into him, knocking his hat to the ground.

“Woah, woah, Sweetheart, now that’s assaulting a police officer.”

“No…wait..I…”

He placed one steel cuff on your wrist, tugging the other behind your back.

Twisting, you wrested your arm free.

WHAM

Shane slammed you face first onto the hood of your car.

Wrenching your arm, he secured it in the cuffs.

Hauling you up he snickered.

“Guess we’re adding resisting arrest to the list.”

He paused, eyes crawling along your form.

“Unless you want to work out a little private restitution.”

“Are you fucking kidding me,” you laughed, “What? You can’t get a piece of ass like a normal guy? Let me guess? Can’t get it up? Two pump chump? Or..”

CLICK

“Ought to be polite to a man with a gun.”

Shane’s partner pressed the gun barrel to your temple.

“Only common sense.”

“Oh shit,” you rasped, “yeah, okay, what..whatever you want.”

Shane unzipped his pants, stroking his cock.

“On your knees.”

You knelt down as best you could.

“Doesn’t she look pretty like this Rick?” he called to his friend.

“Open wide. Let’s see if you suck dick as good as you mouth off.”

Gun still aimed at your head, your mouth fell open.

Shane gripped the back of your head.

Viciously, he shoved his cock to the hilt, your nose nestling in his pubic hair.

You gagged, trying to draw back but he was too strong.

Holding you steady he languidly fucked your throat, his cock cutting off your air.

Tears poured down your cheeks.

“Maybe next time you’ll show a little respect Darlin’”

Time stood still.

Shane rammed his cock down your throat over and over and over again, both hands keeping you in place.

Eventually he came, warm, sticky cum filling your mouth.

Finished, he pushed you away.

He bent down to your level.

“That wasn’t so bad now was…”

You spit on him, mixed saliva and cum dripping from his chin.

“You’re done!” you shrieked, “Both of you! I’ll own the fucking Cook County Sheriff’s when I’m through! You limp dick bastards won’t be able to….”

SMACK

You reeled from Rick’s backhanded slap.

“I don’t think she’s learned her lesson yet, brother.”

Shane wiped his face.

“I guess we’ll just have to keep teaching.”

Tugging you to your feet, Rick threw you on the hood, upper body jarring from the impact, cheek thumping the cold metal.

He tore off your boots then ripped your jeans and underwear off, kicking your legs apart.

“Don’t touch me, you fucking piece of shit!” you bellowed.

Shane stuffed your thong in your mouth, ending your tirade, his hand splayed between your shoulder blades, pining you to the hood.

“You talk to fucking much,” he snarled.

Panic took hold when you felt Rick’s cock brush against your slit.

Rick spit on your inner lips.

You screamed behind the gag, your dry cunt unprepared, as he plunged in.

He was bigger than Shane, your walls straining to accommodate him, every thrust carrying fresh agony.

Rick snapped his hips quicker, zipper chafing your tender skin.

Sobbing softly, you closed your eyes, vainly wishing this was just a dream.

“Fuck. Haven’t been in a pussy this tight since before I married Lori.”

“Just hurry up, man. I want another turn.”

Your eyes flew open to see Shane palming his newly hardening length.

Rick’s movements became stilted, hips pumping wildly with his orgasm.

Pulling out, he motioned to your prone body.

“Batter up.”

The two men switched places.

Gritting your teeth, you waited.

Instead of Shane’s cock, his fingers gently probed your battered cunt.

You jolted at the swipe of his thumb across your clit.

Deftly he worked you, circling your nub, slick coating his hand.

Shame and disgust gnawed in your brain at your body’s natural reaction.

He draped his large frame over yours.

“You love this, don’t ya.”

You shook your head frantically.

“Knew you would. Way you showed your ass, flashed your tits at Charlie. Damn near gave the old man a stroke.”

Shane applied more pressure, eliciting a series of muffled moans.

“Hear that Rick? Slut loves this.”

Your pelvis rocked against his swirling digits.

He pinched your clit,sending you over the edge, streaks of lightning fraying your nerves.

Shane wasted no time in slipping inside.

You keened at the intrusion, channel swollen and bruised from Rick.

WHACK

He left a heated handprint on your ass.

Grasping your hips, he pounded your cunt feverishly, your juices and Rick’s cum easing his way.

All out of tears, you stared into the darkness.

Shane rode you cruelly, your legs growing numb.

His breathing hitched, hips faltering.

He came with a grunt, grinding into you.

Almost tenderly, he released the cuffs, holding you upright, removing the gag.

Trembling, you shimmied your jeans up.

“Hey.”

Nearly catatonic, you barely registered him speaking.

SMACK

“Listen to me.”

You tried to focus, terrified it wasn’t over.

“Rick and me? We got your ID. We know where you live.”

Blinking, his threat set in.

“You tell anyone, we’ll find you.”

“I..I won’t tell…never tell..” you stammered.

“Good girl.”

The two men sauntered to their cruiser.

“Thanks for your cooperation ma’am,” Shane taunted as they drove away.

Crawling into the driver’s seat, you clutched your phone.

“911. What is your emergency?”

“I need,” you sat up straight, “I need to report an assault.”

Shane and Rick were about to find out they had fucked with the wrong woman.

Authority Song

John Mellencamp

1983

@caffiend-queen @fanfic-fangirl @alexakeyloveloki @americasass81 @lokislastlove @sweeterthanthis @ironlady1993 @joannaliceevans-fanficblog @nildespirandum @jennmurawski13 @gigglingtigger @starynighty @sapphirescrollsv@xsapphirescrollsx @dragon-of-dreams @momc95 @sagechanoafterdark @jtargaryen18 @demonsandpieohmy @toomanykids @lizzystuffsthings @km-ffluv

@sinceimetyou @buckybarnesandmarvel @imdarkinme @inlovewiththefictionalcharacters @saiyanprincessswanie @titty-teetee @maroonsunrise83

#DARK SHANE WALSH AND READER #DARK RICK GRIMES AND READER #DARK SHANE WALSH X READER AU #DARK RICK GRIMES AND READER AU #DARK SHANE WALSH #DARK RICK GRIMES #DARK SHANE WALSH AU #DARK RICK GRIMES AU #DARK TWD AU FIC #TWD AU #THE WALKING DEAD CHARACTERS AU #DARK THE WALKING DEAD CHARACTERS #DARK SHANE #DARK RICK

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peachypizzicato · 2 years

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the flower dance is so fucking cute i had to give my farmer a Look tm

#tfw ur girl looks too good but she doesn’t know she’s ur girl yet #doodle #self ship community #self shipping community #self insert community #romantic f/o #s/i x f/o #stardew valley #stardew valley shane #stardew shane #stardew valley farmer #stardew farmer #peachyart #ivy 🌾#hand in farmhand 🌶️

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screenviolense · 11 months

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underused starter call. but specifically for my least used muses who i think deserve more attention. those who specify muses or fandoms get priority. list of applicable muses under the cut

all fandomless ocs (there's too many to type here, just check the muse list.)

all animal crossing muses (fauna, isabelle, lucky, merry, skye)

aya drevis (mad father)

melody valentine (archie comics)

libby rhodes (the atlas six)

all ninth house muses (alex, dawes)

taylor gentry (behind the mask)

all halloween muses (laurie, vicky)

isobel martin (the night circus)

all the outer worlds muses (parvati, valerie)

all percy jackson muses (emmaline, jade, jessie, katie, mary lou)

dana polk (cabin in the woods)

all pokemon muses (cynthia, rosa, lucy, irida, luna, marie, melanie, monica, sonia, summer)

ginger branch (the quarry)

all stranger things muses (joyce, chrissy, rachel)

all days gone muses (sarah, rikki)

farrah (descendants)

all stardew valley muses (emily, penny, ola, violetta, shane, jodi, rosemary)

all harvest moon muses (kathy, molly, pepper, elyse)

all dragon age muses (hawke, arri, atlas, anais, millie, elian, rowena)

aahana (dnd)

all sims muses (ara, violet, kayleigh)

yor briar (spy x family)

lupe madrigal (encanto)

all star wars muses (leia, keeta)

all fallout muses (cressida, dahlia, lidia, sarah, victor)

nana (ffxiv)

all fire emblem muses (anya, celine, alcryst, ivy, kagero, orochi, hana, selkie, setsuna, robin, panne, say'ri, cherche, dorothea, byleth)

all the wolf among us muses (snow, bloody mary, nerissa)

laetitia bresson (lupin the III)

lucie tedbury (league of extraordinary women)

#please like this bc it took me so long to list everyoen

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tubul-taylorsversion · 4 months

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my forever fixations (changes will be added.)

sitcoms (b99, modern family, bbt, himym, the office, friends)

benedict cucumberpatch and martin freeman (sherlock bbc, lord of the rings, the hobbit etc.)

ghosts&vampires&blood&sadists&gore&darkacademia&haunted places (frankenstein, jekyll and hyde)

english schoolgirls in the not creepy way (wild child, enid blyton boarding school books)

harry potter

neil gaiman (coraline)

true crime

granada holmes

star trek and star wars in no particular order

spock

taylor swift and old washed up rock bands

pheobe effing bridgers

gracie abrams

kill her, freak out - samia

therese dreaming and maya hawke

art

raft of medusa

travelling

nerdinators

nerf guns

spy kids

peppa pig and ben and holly and gaston and nanny plum

emma chamberlain's fashion choices

the grisly origins of fairy tales

101 dalmations' original cruella deville.

skibidi toilet reels

evermore and folklore

lore by aaron manke

neurosurgery

fashun

crime podcasts

the history of mad hatters

interesting things to research about

indian royalty history

transylvania

Elizabeth Báthory (the blood countess)

agatha christie and miss marple

puzzle solving but i'm terrible at it (i’m awesome, i’m trying to be humble)

a deepening disgust at mortal fascination with each other.

aliens

d&d

mathematics

Lockwood and Co.

The sisters grimm

Land of stories

middle grade horror and fantasy books

my instagram threads account

tumblr shitposts

tumblr in general

pjo (ex induced)

scarlet and ivy

THE WELLS AND WONG DETECTIVE SOCIETY (robin stevens ily)

young adult dark fantasy without romance (check point 46)

my goodreads account

ada lovelace

franz kafka, virginia woolf.

my spotify playlists (ethel cain i love u)

joan of arc

rosalind franklin

ted ed videos

witch hunts in scotland and salem.

zoroastrian burials

sherlock and watson

my pinterest

amrita shergill

CRISPR

old disney shows

cricket and india's victory in WC in '83

jhansi ki rani

my childhood tv shows

my yt history

video essays

shane and ryan (watcher or buzzfeed unsolved)

chronically online

jude bellingham

Carlos sainz

a dreaded feeling of separation.

Elsa Schiaparelli

the kelly

monaco

aux en provence

ireland

my artemis fowl phase

harry potter

wales

ryan reynolds and john krasinski

adam sandler movies and similar genres of shitty comedy

cobra kai and the karate kid

superheroes

spiderman variants

bucky and the falcon

charlize theron

vintage watches

conde nast traveller

delhi

benedict cucumberpatch

kristy thompson from the bsc

anne with an e

mr brightside

mitski

podcasts

the sixties, thirties and twentys

maggie smith (downtown abbey and loewe campaigns)

jane birkin

youtube fan edits

stranger things

the irregulars and haunting of hill house

gossip girl (fallacies and legacies)

meryl streep (mammia mia and the devil wears prada)

julie andrews (the sound of music, the princess diaries)

vintage movies

youtube short films and billy joel

the prisoner of azkaban

fred and george weasley and kili and fili

gandalf > dumbledore

margaret - ldr and jack antanoff

alicia and janet (the enid blyton cinematic universe)

sharon tate

my halloween blog 'gore'

arch digest house tours

new york because i'm just a girl

BBC SHERLOCK

Star Trek

the matrix

kill bill, fight club, dr. evil, ocean’s 11

The KJO cinematic universe

Nepo babies

Tim Burton

The Addams Family

Science

Biology

Physics

Chemistry

Mathematics x 2

Nerds

Conspiracy theories

Ethical research

female serial killers

elizabeth bathory

my spotify playlists

billy joel - piano man

youtube edits

saltburn

peppa pig & ben and holly

horrid henry

lost childhood animated tv shows

enid blyton boarding school books

british sitcoms (outnumbered)

house md

characters most like me list on charactour/ openpyschometrics.

the 2 IT zoya akhtar movies

special certain bollywood

teams in red - man united, carlos sainz in Ferrari and RCB.

Formula 1, Tennis, Football & Cricket

Batman&Alfred (Christopher Nolan version duh!)

Dark Knight’s aesthetic

old marvel and DC movies

Superhero Comics

Richard Feynman

Haunted castles

Halloween and Halloween costumes (the only right answer is switching between batman and darth Vader or my Pinterest board)

LEGO (lotr, Harry Potter, marvel and DC lego)

Batman, iron man, and dr strange

ford v ferrari

shang chi

fight club and kill bill

Zack and Cody and phineas and ferb

Karate kid and kung fu panda

karen from outnumbered

philomena cunk

Mercedes, Sebastian Vettel being a nerd and super awesome with pit overtakes, Brocedes + 2019 rookies and Maxiel

2012 grid and 2023 george russel t pose

#myfavouritethingslist

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