#THIS BECAME SO SAPPY IM SO SORRY
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Hey!! I just fell down a TMNT rabbit hole that led to mentions of your “President Dad” AU, but I couldn’t find it anywhere to read. Do you still have it posted anywhere?
HOLY CRAP TMNT MENTION /POS
Okay I’m so sorry to break your heart but unfortunately President Dad AU never really took off besides a couple of art pieces here and there. I did write like one or two little one-shots of scenes I was planning along with a vague outline of a fic, but never posted them bc I never really saw President dad getting anywhere (which is very unfortunate bc I really loved president dad au, I’ve never made an au before so I was very proud of that one) also because I really really lack creativity to make anything out of it.
A wonderfully creative and talented person @violetvulpini made a LOT of art for my AU if they still have it up. They inspired me a lot, we did a lot of brainstorming and back-and-forth to come up with ideas, so a lot of my stuff was built off of our discussions as well as others in the server. In fact, they made a president dad au compliant fic on AO3 that I highly highly recommend you read (read the whole series actually just read all their stuff)! It was always more their AU then mine and its nice knowing that Aden was able to turn my half-baked ideas into something more. (it’s been a while, I’ve lost contact with a lot of friends from the tmnt fandom. It makes me a little sad and I feel guilty reaching out after so long, I think the fear of being forgotten makes me scared to say anything so I’ll be okay with where I am as long as they remember me for who I was ykno? Anyways, rambling)
Crap so! Anyways! Please check out Aden’s works and I could sift through what I have, along with old brainstorming ideas, and maybe post them if you and others are interested :))!! I had no idea my AU was still,, I guess, thought about? I feel so melancholy for the tmnt fandom it was such a good home to me and I was not good during my time in it and I wish one day I can get back into the fandom and reunite with the people I care about.
#THIS BECAME SO SAPPY IM SO SORRY#I just get very emotional and lonely when I think of tmnt#if you’d be interested in president dad au I can unearth some old stuff and post it :))#I’m all gooey and a little sad now but it’s okay#I just miss my people#I’m so serious when I say thank you for the ask#thank you because I needed to remember how much I love tmnt and how much I loved my time there#tmnt
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the fact that, even though wwx's reputation is still spread throughout the land 13 years later, and for better or for worse there are still people who won't let his name die, there is something so incredibly bittersweet about how the world, undoubtedly, still moved on without him
#the yllz stayed. but all for except one personal... wei ying was gone#his quarters in LP don't exist anymore#both his nephew and a-yuan grew up and became young men without him#lwj healed and recovered and became the best version of himself#jc never accepted his death but ymj still rised up and maintained itself#and... yeah. the hurt is still there for so many characters. but everyone in one way or another still moved on#in totally unrelated news remember when lwj gave sizhui that book about the flower lady that for noooo reason at all#showed a side of wwx that was young and bright and funny and annoying. remember that? anyways#idk man im thinking of wwx finally going back to lotus pier and realizing it's not home anymore#going back to the burial mounds and realizing that without the people it's just an empty old mountain. home isn't there anymore either#and how even before he knew if his feelings were requited. his idea of home was anywhere as long as lwj was with him#SORRY IM SAPPY#modao#lace speaks
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*KICKS DOWN DOOR* YOU ASK FOR ERIKS AND I SHALL INDULGE ok so what im gonna need is some where the reader thinks Vash (they were dating before everything went to shit) is dead until they blow into town with Woofboy and they do the whole Recognition thing yknow. Ok and so after all the Bad Shit gets dealt with and they have a moment alone to talk, he thinks that they're not gonna be in love with him anymore after all this time and might even be pissed at him for sort of "abandoning" them but they just express nothing but joy at having him back in their arms again and how they're soulmates and sappy stuff like that and its very sweet and emotional and raw because they missed each other so so much. And if you sprinkled just a little spice at the end I wouldn't mind cuz the long hair and stubble is so sexy on that man. Maybe it would be great part 2 bait idk I don't wanna put too much on you. Might be best to play that by ear.
Sorry this is so long I got excited when I saw ur post ily bye.
Across Time and Space (Part 1)
A/N: HECK YEAH ANON I AM SO HERE FOR THIS. ERIKS!VASH HURT COMFORT LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I'm mostly going off of 98!Eriks with some Stampede!Eriks mixed in hehe and this is gonna have to be split into 2 parts because I'm INSPIRED. This part is mostly set up and some hurt in the hurt/comfort part of things. :P Read the continuation in part 2 here!
Pairing: Eriks!Vash x reader
Warnings: Some slight violence, mention of nudity, literally just going off episode 18 of Trigun so potential spoilers, potential spoilers for episode 12 of Trigun Stampede, the "hurt" part of "hurt/comfort"
You brought your hand up to shield your eyes from the glaring sunlight as the tiny town came into view, the bus you were on finally arriving after what felt like an eternity and a half.
"Remind me again why we chose to come to this tiny town, Wolfwood," You grumbled under your breath, grabbing your backpack and strapping it to your back as you started to get ready to disembark from the bus.
"Cause we gotta see if we can find the Humanoid Typhoon here," The priest replied, shooting you a smile that you couldn't bring yourself to return.
"Vash is dead, Wolfwood," You snapped back, your heart tightening in your chest as you said his name for what felt like the first time in forever, "He's dead, and we're not finding him."
Wolfwood just stayed silent, watching you carefully as you let out a deep sigh, rubbing your face with your hands, trying desperately to brush off the pain that the mere thought of Vash had brought you.
Wolfwood wasn't a fool - he knew you and Vash had been in love with each other. He knew that you and Vash were more than friends, that Vash was everything to you. Wolfwood remembered how you seemed to stop living after the disaster in the city of July, when the city was turned into a crater and Vash was nowhere to be found. You had watched the man you loved fall from the sky and the city cave in on itself in a massive explosion of energy - there was no way Vash could've survived that.
When Vash died, so did you. You existed, sure - you walked and talked and drank and ate, but you had stopped living. It was heartbreaking to watch - both Wolfwood and Meryl couldn't stand to see you so broken, but nothing they did could bring Vash back. And so, you became silent, closed-off, and you never smiled anymore.
"I'm sorry, Wolfwood. I just... don't see the point in hoping for what can't be," You apologized, your voice quiet as you stared down at the floor, your heart aching in your chest as Vash's smiling face appeared in your mind.
Wolfwood sighed a bit and just stepped forward, throwing his arm around your shoulder casually. However, when he spoke, his tone was surprisingly gentle.
"It's okay. You're still hurting, (Y/N). Let's just get off this bus and settle in, yeah?"
You nodded, pulling up your hood to cover your head as you followed Wolfwood off the bus, shoving through all the people who were fighting to get on the bus you had just arrived on.
"What the hell is all that about?" You muttered, glancing at Wolfwood in confusion as you both watched the crowd of people swarming the bus, many of them shouting at the driver to let them on.
"No clue, but I have a feeling we'll find out real soon," Wolfwood replied, his shades glistening in the sunlight as he turned his head, gesturing towards a building not too far away, "Let's start at the saloon. If anybody's got information, they'll likely be there."
You just nodded and followed Wolfwood, keeping your head down and your face hidden - you didn't feel like starting a conversation with anybody who recognized you as new to the town.
However, that plan immediately went out the window the moment you and Wolfwood stepped foot into the saloon, as you suddenly found every person in the saloon pointing their guns at the two of you. You let out a stifled yelp and threw your hands up, your heart beating fast in your chest. You heard Wolfwood let out a small sound just like you had, his hands up in the air, too, sweating slightly as he glanced around.
Thankfully, after a few seconds, the townsfolk decided you weren't a threat and lowered their weapons. With that, you and Wolfwood slowly approached the bar, and you could hear Wolfwood chatting with the bartender. As he did, you walked over to the window of the saloon, gazing at the people walking by and watching the mob chasing after the bus you had arrived on.
'Man, what a weird place,' You thought to yourself, 'Feels so tense here.'
Suddenly, you watched the ground near the bus explode, sending people flying through the air and causing Wolfwood to exclaim, "What happened over there?"
The bartender explained that the town was overrun with bandits, and then you heard the name "Vash the Stampede" escape his lips and your heart just about stopped in your chest. However, you immediately recognized that the kind of violence being orchestrated by this gang being run by "Vash the Stampede" was everything Vash opposed. There was no way this was Vash's doing.
'Like it matters, he's been dead for almost two years anyway,' You thought to yourself bitterly, your mouth pressing into a thin line. You weren't listening to whatever the bartender was telling Wolfwood, but you found yourself glancing over at the entrance as you heard the door swing open.
All the patrons immediately had their guns pointing at the intruders, which in this case, happened to be a tall man with long, blonde hair wearing glasses, holding a young girl with short, brown hair in what almost looked like a chokehold. You found yourself reaching for your own weapon, readying to fight the man until you heard the girl speak.
"Uh oh. Hey, what's the big idea you guys?!"
You jumped a little at how loud she was, and you heard the patrons mumbling to themselves, "Oh, it's only Lina."
"What do you mean "only Lina"?! Let go of me, Eriks!" The young girl, Lina, shouted, freeing herself from the grasp of the tall, blonde man who simply let her go and watched her walk towards the bar, his expression surprised.
"Lina, what's the big hurry?" The bartender asked as the girl walked over, standing right next to you and Wolfwood. You studied the girl carefully, deciding that she couldn't be older than 12 at the most.
'She's very brave, I gotta give her that,' You thought to yourself, your lip twitching upwards a bit.
"I was wondering if you could hide me somewhere," Lina asked, a sheepish smile on her face as she asked.
The bartender looked a bit concerned as he inquired, "What did you do this time?"
"She doesn't know when to quit."
You jumped out of your skin at the sudden, new voice - the tall, blonde man, Eriks, had walked up to the bar without you noticing. You physically jumped, your hood falling from your head and revealing your face, not that it mattered - you weren't trying to hide anymore.
"Oh, sorry! Did I scare yo-?" Eriks began to apologize, turning to look at you as he did so, but his sentence died in his mouth as he looked at your face, his eyes widening behind his glasses.
"It's okay," You let out a jittery half-chuckle, just trying to recollect yourself, "I just didn't hear you walk up to the bar, just startled me a bit."
Eriks didn't say a word - he just continued to look at you, his eyes almost owlishly wide. You couldn't decode the expression on the man's face, and you began to feel uncomfortable at the level of intensity in his gaze.
"Um... is something wrong?" You asked, your voice making it clear that you were becoming uncomfortable.
That was enough to snap Eriks out of whatever stupour he was in, with him shaking his head a bit as though trying to clear it, his tone a bit embarrassed, "S-Sorry! No, nothing's wrong, you just... you look like somebody I knew once."
You found yourself wanting to smile a bit, but the words struck pain into your heart again and you just nodded, your lips pressing into a thin line once again.
"I see."
The man, Eriks, let out a nervous laugh before extending his hand to you for you to shake, "I'm Eriks. Sorry about startling you...?"
It was clear he was asking for your name. You just extended your hand and took his, shaking it firmly, "(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N)."
You thought you felt Eriks' grip on your hand falter for half a moment, but you brushed it off - probably nothing of note.
"N-Nice to meet you, (Y/N)," Eriks replied, his voice breaking slightly. He was evidently very, very nervous.
"Are you okay?" You asked bluntly, "You look ready to pass out."
Eriks just nodded before letting your hand go, "Y-Yeah! I'm good, I'm fine. Just, um... Lina's in trouble."
You didn't entirely buy that sudden excuse, but you decided to go with it, "Uh oh, what did she do?"
That's when you heard Lina explaining that she thumped a bandit across the face and that the bandit was coming after her.
"What are you telling me?" The bartender asked, his voice full of worry and his expression becoming one of horror, "Oh, my dear..."
"Yeah... I'm afraid so," Lina confirmed, leaning on the bar with a sad expression on her face, "And they weren't real happy about it. But, at least I don't think they saw me come in here."
The bartender immediately began to yell, and before you had a second to process what was happening, the wall next to you exploded, causing you to cry out as you got thrown across the room.
"Hey... I wasn't done eating yet," You heard Wolfwood complain, and you groaned as you sat up from the floor where you'd landed. You could've laughed at the image of Wolfwood holding his knife and fork over his plate, which was now crushed by a piece of broken wall.
"(Y/N)! You okay?"
You looked up to see Eriks standing above you, offering you his hand to help you up, which you took gladly.
"Yeah, I'm okay," You replied, brushing yourself off as you got to your feet, wincing slightly as your back ached from the impact, "I'm probably badly bruised, but I don't think anything's broken."
The look of relief on Eriks' face didn't feel like it matched what it should've been for a stranger he had just met - he looked relieved as he would look if you had been one of his closest friends. It was weird.
However, before you had a moment longer to think about it all, you heard yelling coming from outside the bar - the bandit who Lina had hit, yelling to give her up or that he'd shoot again if they didn't.
You grit your teeth, anger surging through your body - how dare this bandit threaten a child? She may be feisty and fiery, but she was still just a child. You grabbed your weapon and began to walk towards the hole in the wall, but somebody stopped you in your tracks, putting their arm out in front of you - Eriks.
"No, wait. Let me handle this," He spoke, his voice quiet but very sure. A surge of familiarity coursed through you - where had you heard this before? That tone... that calmness... it unsettled you as you knew you'd heard it before, but where? You couldn't pin it.
That split second of you being thrown off by the sudden feeling of déjà-vu was all Eriks needed before he walked out of the bar, his hands in the air, trying to appease the bandit and stop him from doing further damage to anybody or anything.
"Wolfwood," You mumbled, coming up to the priest, "Is it just me, or does Eriks feel... familiar to you?"
The priest just looked at you carefully, "Familiar? Familiar how?"
"I don't know," You confessed, "Just... the way he spoke to me just now reminded me of-"
Your eyes widened and your words died on your lips as you realized exactly who Eriks had reminded you of.
Vash.
You didn't need to say anything - Wolfwood could see the immediate look of shock on your face, the realization dawning on you. You could feel your breathing picking up and your heart rate was starting to go through the roof - why did Eriks sound so much like Vash? Hadn't you suffered enough? To lose Vash once was agony. But to be reminded of him now? It was unbearable.
"Woah, (Y/N), woah, calm down, breathe. You need to breath."
You could hear Wolfwood's words, but you couldn't understand them, couldn't process them. You were bordering on a full-blown panic attack. The world suddenly became quieter, all sounds muted, as though you were underwater. You couldn't process anything else going on around you right now. All you could do was stumble to your feet and run to the hole in the wall of the saloon, your eyes landing on the blonde man who reminded you so much of the love of your life.
You didn't really understand what was happening - you could vaguely hear the tones and timbre of Eriks' voice and the voice of the bandit, but you couldn't make out the words. You watched as Eriks bowed to the bandit all the way to the ground, trying to apologize on Lina's behalf and diffuse the situation, but it apparently hadn't been enough.
The bandit yelled something at Eriks, to which he apparently agreed. To your surprise, you watched as Eriks suddenly... began to take off his clothes?
"W-What?" You mumbled, not understanding what was happening. All you could make out was the sound of Lina crying next to you, and Wolfwood comforting her as Eriks defended her, even at the cost of his pride.
When you looked back at Eriks, you suddenly felt as though you had been hit by a truck.
Those scars... that body... the missing arm replaced with a prosthetic...
All you heard before the ground came up to meet you and the world went black around you was the sound of Wolfwood exclaiming your name - "(Y/N)!".
You don't know how long you'd been unconscious for, but when you found yourself waking up, you didn't recognize your surroundings. You were in a rather large room, laying on what could've only been a hospital bed, right next to a large window. There were no other beds or patients in the room with you - it was just you. And-
"Morning, sweetheart."
You jumped, turning to see Wolfwood sitting at your bedside, a smirk on his face as his cigarette dangled between his lips crookedly.
"W-Wolfwood," You spoke, your voice strained, "W-What-?"
"You dropped like a stone," Wolfwood explained, standing from his chair and walking over to sit right next to you on your bed, "You saw Eriks' scars and I guess the realization of who he was was just too much for you to handle. Can't say I'm surprised, it's not every day you learn that supposedly dead love of your life isn't actually dead."
Wolfwood just grinned at you, but you just sat there, unmoving, eyes staring forward like you were a statue, not really seeing whatever you were looking at. The memories of what had preceded your passing out came back to you in flashes, and before Wolfwood could continue speaking, you were suddenly sobbing as you had never sobbed before.
All the pain, the sadness, the grief, the loneliness, the feeling of having part of you missing for so long overwhelmed you, making you feel every bit of emotion you had been repressing over the past two years. You sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, crying your eyes out as you buried your face into your knees, unable to comprehend what was happening. Surely you were dead, or dreaming, because there was no way that Vash was really alive.
Unless...
"I'll leave you be," You heard Wolfwood say gruffly, before he stood up, patting your back and leaving you alone to confront your emotions.
After that, Wolfwood walked over to another patient's room - that of Eriks, or rather, Vash the Stampede. He had already spoken to Vash earlier, telling him about the fact that Millions Knives was still at large, but now... this was going to be a very different conversation.
Wolfwood didn't even bother knocking, just letting himself right into Vash's room, walking over to where the blonde young man sat in his bed.
"You know, I'm surprised you didn't straight up kill (Y/N)," Wolfwood started, a small smirk on his face as he sat next to Vash, who was just watching him carefully. He watched Vash's expression become one of concern the moment your name left Wolfwood's lips.
"What do you mean?" Vash asked, eyebrows furrowing at Wolfwood's statement - the last Vash saw of you was when he stopped you from taking on the bandit yourself, and you were fine, then.
Wolfwood sighed, "(Y/N) saw your scars, Stampede. It was too much for them to handle and they passed out cold. Smacked their head pretty bad on the way down, but that was my bad, I didn't expect them to go down."
"What?!" Vash exclaimed, his blue eyes widening in worry. He immediately began to try to get out of his bed, but Wolfwood stopped him.
"(Y/N)'s spent the last two years grieving you, Vash. They believed you were dead. This is a bigger shock than you know. They heard nothing from you and the last thing they saw of you was when July city imploded on itself."
Vash's eyes somehow managed to widen even more, and tears were beginning to well in them as Wolfwood explained the situation to him. Wolfwood told him everything he knew - about how you'd essentially become a living statue, not truly living beyond basic existence, about how broken you'd become, how closed-off and sad you were now. You'd been changed so badly that neither Vash nor Wolfwood were really sure if you'd ever rebound from this.
By the time Wolfwood was done explaining, Vash found himself crying silently, his heart torn to pieces at the thought of what this had done to you.
"They loved you more than anything, Vash," Wolfwood stated quietly, standing up as he went to take his leave for the second time that day, "I think you owe them an explanation and a very big apology."
With that, Wolfwood left Vash to his own thoughts, just as he had done to you earlier.
Vash sat there, just replaying everything Wolfwood had told him in his mind. He was telling the truth, Vash knew - he had seen the look on your face when he initially saw you as Eriks. Vash had been so taken aback by you when he took a good look at your face - you looked so much like yourself, but simultaneously so different.
Your face had new scars, and lines engraved in your skin from frowning and worrying rather than from smiling, as you used to in the past. Your expression was tired and somewhat empty, even as you greeted him, and your tone was dull and serious. And your eyes...
Tears began to course down Vash's cheeks freely, soft sobs escaping from his throat as pain jolted through him as he recalled your eyes.
Your eyes were utterly lifeless. Like you had died in every way except physically.
Vash had had to restrain himself from gasping loudly, sobbing his heart out and begging you for forgiveness when he'd looked at you for the first time in two years. He had wanted nothing more than to pull you into his embrace as he used to do before July then and there, but when you failed to recognize him, Vash knew that he couldn't do that to you.
'There's no way they still love me now,' Vash thought to himself, his pain intensifying and his cries becoming louder as he sobbed into his hands, 'I've destroyed them, too.'
You were the love of Vash's life. Nobody ever meant more to him than you did, and after the destruction of July city... Vash couldn't face you. He was a murderer, while you were innocent, pure, and good. He couldn't bring himself to look for you, or try to reach out to you, because he had wanted to keep you safe. Especially now that his bounty was 60 billion double dollars and everybody was hunting for him.
But when he saw you in that saloon... and he saw how damaged you'd become... he realized that he'd done had been wrong. So, so wrong. You'd loved him all that time, to the point where his supposed death broke you beyond repair, and it was all Vash's fault. In trying to protect you, he'd been the one to hurt you worse than anybody ever had before.
And now, he had to find the strength to face you. But how could he?
"Your gun! Give me your gun, hurry!"
Vash suddenly heard the frantic, panicked voice of Lina's grandmother, Grandma Sheryl, coming from downstairs. He focused in, wiping the tears off his face as he listened.
"It's Lina, they got her!"
The arguing continued, and Vash knew what he had to do then. Once he'd rescued Lina, he'd talk to you. He'd face you, and finally pay for his mistake.
As Vash dressed and exited his room, he found Wolfwood standing there, leaning against the wall, a cigarette between his lips once more.
"They got (Y/N), too, it seems like," Wolfwood stated, looking surprisingly calm despite having to deliver terrible news, "Guess they thought (Y/N) was a worthy hostage."
Vash's eyes widened, and his gaze hardened slightly, his heart twisting hard in his chest at the thought of you in danger - despite the two years that had passed, Vash still loved you more than anything in his life, and he still sought to protect you. He had thought of you every day, wondering where you were, what you were up to, if you'd missed him...
He had to rescue you and Lina as soon as possible.
With his teeth gritted and his gun holstered, Vash headed out with Wolfwood trailing in his wake.
"Then, let's go get them."
Wolfwood just smirked.
"There's the Stampede I used to know."
#anya's athenaeum#trigun#trigun stampede#trigun stampede x reader#trigun x reader#vash the stampede#vash the stampede x reader#vash x reader#eriks!vash#trigun eriks#eriks x reader
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Heyy! Could you do headcannons for the boys with a partner that is a very well known youtuber/streamer? Thank youuuu! <3 (also I'm Dyslexic so sorry for any spelling mistakes!)
Of course! I actually wanted to write something like this soon so thank you for giving me a reason to!
Also i’m dyslexic too i very heavily rely on autocorrect lol :))
ALSO IM SORRY ABOUT MY PROLONGED ABSENCE ONE OF THE PEOPLE HERE WHO HELPED LEFT SO IM TRYNA LEARN TO WRITE SMUT SO I CAN KEEP GOONG WITH IT AND NOW ONE OF MY IRL FRIENDS IS HERE (sorry mate) PLEASE BARE WITH MEZ
The Boys headcannons for an influencer!reader.
Pairings: EddieVR x Reader, juicyfruitsnacks x reader, joshdub x reader, sleepymully x reader, YourNarrator x reader.
Warnings: Bad language, mentions of guns/ robbery, shitty writing.
Eddie
I feel like you would be a paranormal investigation channel in this case
Or a channel that does scary short films/ skits
You upload your clips from streams and videos onto tiktok and other social media
One time when doing a “Worlds scariest tiktoks?” video, someone had sent in one of your videos for him to react to
He found it so scary that he reached out to you.
He asked for you to help him and the boys at some haunted places and you two just began to bond and become close.
One night he invited you out to ‘record’ with him and the boys but when you arrived, he was there with a hand made poster.
Almost like a promposal
At first, you started laughing out of confusion but when you realised it was serious you immediately said yes to dating him.
Fans had notice how close you two had gotten (even more than before) and started theorising.
Eventually, you told them after having a talk about where you wanted the relationship to go
Once everyone knew, the edits and posts talking about the two of you flooded in.
You both loved how sweet everyone was
Of course you both got hate from fans as does every internet-open relationship between two well loved people
However, all that matters is the two of you.
You help each other when the hate gets a bit extreme with love and breaks from socials
Eventually after a few years, Eddie takes you out to ‘record’ once again
However, when you get to the studio you were due to record at, there’s a small table with a candle in the middle
You turn around to ask Eddie what was going on, you saw him on one knee with a small, black, velvet box in hand
It seemed like a cheesy and cliché situation but as he asked you to marry him, you barely let him finish before saying yes.
Let’s just say fans went crazy finding this out
Narrator
You probably know what I’m gonna say
You’re a VR voice actor channel.
like the ones that troll people in vr with different voices
or just a normal va channel but we’re going with VR rn
He was recording with the boys when he started with his deep voice in a sort of fake-flirting situation
You gave it right back ofc
He was startled at first but then you set up a hole storyline and his fans loved it.
At the time, you hadn’t known who he was
but your comments did
they urged to to do more with him and so you reached out
you made more and more content together to the point the fans shipped you to the moon and back
you couldn’t deny your feelings for him any longer
so one day in a call with him you asked him out.
He said yes almost immediately
then backtracked and tried to act “cool” about it
that made you giggle
so you began dating and the fans could tell
Narrator became so much more bashful and touchy around you
especially in person
Although they new for sure when he proposed in a video where you all went to disney land and they loved it
so did you
You started crying
I feel like you were at the wishing well thing and you said something like
“i wish to marry my best friend” or smth as a joke
then you turned around and he was on one knee
The amount of edits with sappy songs in the background…
thousands
Juicy
You’re a streamer in this case
You were playing your favourite game on stream
it just so happened to be juicy’s favorite as well
Let’s say the boys were doing a “if you laugh you donate”
Juicy laughed and chose you to donate to
Then got hyped when he saw the game
Had to donate like $100
you got fucking hype at the money amount
You also sort of knew who he was so you freaked out that too
let’s time skip to after you ended stream
you checked your phone to find a twitter notif from him asking to record with you sometime
You obviously instantly accepted duh
so you did
you knew you liked him but never once thought he felt the same i mean it was just professional right?
WRONG
he was head over heels for you
always finding ways to be close to you or talk to you
Always trying to make you laugh
I mean always
makes him happy y’know
when he asked you out, he was half asleep on a discord call and just blurted it out
You said yes but had to remind him in the morning
He then got bummed out about not being able to say it extravagantly
accepted it none the less
Mully
You were dating wayyyy before you began youtube
Usually playing horror games or watching scary animations
However you weren’t very public
the fans only found you when you posted your engagement tweet. ikr
they went insane over it and bombarded you both with questions
“when’s the wedding?”
“how long have you been together?”
And the obvious jokes
a few people were upset you kept it from them but it’s your life innit lol
You can keep whatever you want from them
You even posted a vlog with him planning your wedding.
The fans had no clue when it was but waited semi-patiently
WENT INSANE when you dropped the date
on the day, you posted on insta with all the cute photos of you two kissing and having fun
but had a VERY cursed caption
he however posted cursed videos like you drunk after the reception or
any of the boys doing dumb shit
but had one of the sweetest captions you’ve ever seen
when the full video of the wedding dropped there were HUNDREDS of edits made
almost brought a tear to your eye :,(
Josh
G-mod
You met in G-mod
now I think i could stop it there but i’ll go into detail
you were kinda fuckin around and you were pretending to be a receptionist
when juicy and reekid came in doing their usual shenanigans trying to rob you
the audacity
You switched it onto them ofc
and it made amazing content so he asked for your discord
you didn’t talk for a few weeks before you got a video recommended to you saying
“Psycho receptionist pulled a gun on me!”
You watched it and soon realise it was what you had done
You sent him a message along the lines of
“Psycho? i though i was pretty tame.”
He then sent you a message apologising and offering to change the title
you then pointed out the fact you were joking and he went back to usual josh
Then asked you to join him and Eddie for a scary discord video
you agreed and had a blast
I mean of course you did with your effortless humour
through that you gained quite a large following on your main channels
you continued to record with josh but also focused on your own channels too
after about half a year he confessed to you
i’m the middle of recording a G-mid video
at first you thought it was a bit
when you realised it was serious you instantly agreed.
you let the relationship move quite slow
and the fans loved you both together when you became public on your one year anniversary (with a tweet)
though many people pressured you to tell them if you had plans for marriage
your answer was always the same
“we’ll see how it goes.”
Hi lovelies! sorry for such a long absence life is fucking me over recently and I’m hoping you’re not too mad for the absence
also thank yous for 75 followers <33333
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could you do ellie x reader where ellie is the guitarist and the reader is like the lead singer of a band? 🥺
a/n: when ellie plays the guitar i lose it tbh... i did this in headcanons bc idk i like couldn't write for some reason today ITS NOT COMING TO ME :(( writers block
ellie became your guitarist by chance
you had known about her through mutual connections through jesse
and one day you were complaining about how your previous guitarist quit, he perked up
"i know a girl!"
since then she has been in your band
fans love her
and you... well you couldn't deny the feelings that were blooming for her
ellie had been by your side for many months, helping you get used to the touring lifestyle
she had been so kind and patient even when you were completely stressed and being rude
through that you have been feeling more and more into her
you were currently looking at her hands plucking at the string of her guitar
her hands strummed along the strings perfectly, the sound echoing through the backstage area
ellie looked at you with a smirk, "shouldn't you be warming up?"
you snap your eyes away from her hands, rolling your eyes, "shut up. i'm good."
ellie whistles at your confidence, "hopefully your voice doesn't crack on stage. howwww embarrassingggg." you reach out to slap at her but she dodges you with a chuckle
the little back and forth the two of you had always made your heart feel warm
ellie was always very helpful when you were trying to come up with more songs
the two of your would regularly sit and just kinda pluck strings and mess around on music-making software
you really admired how she put the band first in her life
everything she did was for the benefit of your band and the fans
"you know," you mentioned to her one day and she was scribbling some lyrics in a book, "you don't always have to be working on music."
she coolly responded, "what else would i do?"
the way you two got together was a little strange, but it fit the two of you
after a particularly successful show, while celebrating, she happened to lean down and kiss you
you looked at her in shock
she was just as shocked back
"do you like me like that or was that a fluke?" you muttered, heart pounding in your throat
she blinked rapidly, "i mean, yeah but if you don't like me like that then that was just a fluke. totally. of course."
you punched her in the shoulder and expressed your ever-mounting feelings
since then you guys were basically attached at the hip
ellie spends a good 90% of her time just kinda at your apartment
lingering like a ghost
you can't complain
she does buy groceries and cleans like a madman when she's not writing lyrics
you guys decide not to go public because it would just cause unnecessary attention
you would rather people focus on your music
ellie is always strumming her guitar, feet propped on your table in front of her
she is coming up with more and more songs
all romantic
you just roll your eyes at her when she gives you another sheet of sappy lyrics
"what!!" she throws her hands up, "it's how i feel. you can't keep getting upset that it's all romantic."
"they are too cringe, i'm sorry. i cannot sing these."
she acts like you shot her when you said that
fake crying and all
your favorite was right before shows though
she got all serious and pep-talked everyone in the band before coming over to you
her eyes softened slightly but you could still see the tension on her face
"you got this, babe," she kissed the top of your head, "don't stress."
you grabbed her hand, noting how cold it was, "you will do amazing, els. let's kick ass!"
it was great being able to date your guitarist
it made the whole musical process a lot easier and way more fun
(i hate this im so sorry)
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐬
Shuri x Black!fem!reader
warning: probably too long, cute/sappy stuff as usual 🥰🥰
A/N: happy new years!! i know im not active but idk what to post other than fics anyway i had a little writers block so some parts may not be the best or not fit, also i was listening to the ways when i was writing this so i just thought it fits
@flrboyd so sorry this took so long
translations: usana - baby, sthandhwa - my love,
Out of anyone in the Jabari tribe, you were the most explorative and open to new things. You still believed in keeping traditions alive but you weren’t far from modernization either. The other tribes and all of your country’s technological advancements had intrigued you, especially the person behind it.
You had come across Shuri working in her lab while you were on one of your long walks that were really just excuses to get out and observe how everybody else lived. She was always working on something, infatuated with something new every few days. She had looked so ethereal when she was focused on something but you were careful not to look for too long to avoid making her feel uncomfortable and risk being spotted.
You could usually go from place to place without being noticed by most but Shuri had noticed you lurking long ago. In fact, she looked forward to seeing you in hopes that she could talk to you one day. She had learned about you as much as she could when you came around. She learned you were very kind to others even when it came at your expense or discomfort despite being a loner. Still, you weren’t one to be underestimated, you had the problem-solving skills and the initiative to take control of situations when it was needed.
Eventually, on one lucky day, she was able to catch up to you and talk to you. She’d found out that you were Jabari long ago, but she didn’t care. You had proved every stereotype that she had in her mind wrong as you did with everyone that you met. From that day, you two would often sneak away and just talk for as long as you could about anything that was on your minds. She told you about anything you wanted to know, loving how open you were to learning and with people. No one knew you were close friends, much less sneaking away together for hours. At first glance it seemed like it just wouldn’t work, she was the lead scientist behind many of Wakanda’s tech and the princess and you were a part of the Jabari which was against everything she stood for. Over the past few months, you two had proved all of that wrong.
It didn’t long for your feelings to develop and it showed. You were getting clumsy with your excuses and people were starting to get suspicious of where you were going almost every day. Even when you were at home, you couldn’t get your mind off of what you would say to Shuri or what new thing you might learn about her the next time you two met up.
It was starting to show in Shuri too. She was getting bolder to hide how flustered you made her. She was also distracted in the lab and wasn’t making fun of her brother as much as she usually would. Everyone knew something was up but they couldn’t put their finger on it.
You had never told her how you felt out of fear that it wouldn’t end up well and would ruin the relationship and she never told you either, thinking that you didn’t feel the same. It still showed between the longing stares between you two when there was silence or the increasing displays of affection and touches that lasted way too long between two “friends.” You both said nothing, but you were both getting tired of holding back and meeting in secret, not being able to confide in anyone else about how you felt about each other.
When her father was killed, she came to you for comfort, not caring about who saw or not. There were times when it was just silence and you were just in each other’s space and times when she just poured her heart out to you. She became so grateful for you and vowed to never let anything come between you.
On the day of T’Challa’s ceremony, you snuck out to watch from afar in support of T’Challa, being very careful not to get caught. There was no saying what reaction you would get being caught considering the Jabari already didn’t like you getting out so much but couldn’t keep you in the mountains.
You couldn’t help but smile as you saw all of the tribes together, cheering T’Challa’s name. It was the first time you had seen anything like it with the last ceremony being early on in your life. You stepped closer, waiting to hear if someone would challenge. Your smile grew wider as you heard Shuri’s voice, wanting the ceremony to be over. However, your smile dropped when you heard a familiar chant getting closer. The Jabari would like to challenge.
It felt like you had got caught even though they were nowhere near you. You watched with wide eyes as M’Baku stepped up to Zuri and T’Challa. You had zoned out, thinking of what people would think of the Jabari after this and if it would make things worse. At this point, any hope that the tension between Jabari and every other tribe would eventually phase out had dissolved.
“We have watched and listened from the mountains! We have watched in disgust as your technological advancements have been overseen by a child! Who scoffs at tradition.” M’Baku said, referring to Shuri before turning to T’Challa. You had stopped listening to whatever else he said, too focused on if your relationship with Shuri was in danger.
You felt yourself step closer and closer as the fight got more intense and it wasn’t looking good for M’Baku. You breathed out a sigh of slight relief when M’Baku yielded, glad to still have a leader but anxious about the future. You made eye contact with M’Baku before quickly leaving.
As soon as the ceremony was over, you scurried to get back to the mountains and act like nothing happened. It worked at first until M’Baku called your name as you walked past him, you stopped in your tracks, not turning around to meet his eye. “Where have you been, child?” He asked as if he didn’t know, getting up from his spot.
He had taken sort of a big brother role since you lost your parents. You were grateful but there were times when he was hard on you but in his defense, you often gave him a hard time with your stubbornness. Of course, over the years you had tended to just let him speak and ask for forgiveness later rather than permission.“I was helping-” Before you could even get it all out, he interrupted you, causing you to turn around to face him. “T’Challa became King today.” He said, leaning on his cane. “I know.” You said, looking down. “You saw.” He said, sitting back in his chair. “You think I don’t know where you go every day?” He said, tilting his head and looking at you skeptically.
You opened your mouth, ready to defend yourself and Shuri but opted not to say anything. If he found out, it was better to not speak and let him tell his speech but surprisingly he didn’t have one. You were so in your head wondering about what the aftermath of all this would be that you didn’t realize that he was now asking you a question. You never said you were going to listen. “What interests you so much about these other tribes, hm?” He asked, leaning back.
You had just snapped out of your thoughts to register what he said and took a while to try to think of an answer that wouldn’t make the situation worse but he continued speaking before you could utter anything. “Whatever it is, let it go. Everything you need is right here.” He said as if it was final. You couldn’t decide whether he knew about you and Shuri but you nodded and walked away with all types of conclusions swirling around in your head.
You solemnly walked to the spot you and Shuri usually met at. It was facing where you two would usually watch the sunrise or sunset but leave before you could see all of it to get back home in time. You assumed after everything that happened today, she would want to talk to you about it and all the ideas she had. You were right, seeing Shuri’s figure in your peripheral vision.
Her face immediately lit up when she saw you and sat down next to you. “What are you so happy about?” You grinned, poking her cheek as you pulled your legs up to your chest and rested your hands on top of them. “I can’t just be happy?” She said, trying to contain her wide smile. “Well, your brother became king. There’s a lot to be happy about I assume but there’s another reason isn’t there?” You said, smiling back at her.
“And I’m with you.” She said, her smile falling into a more serious but content expression. You returned her look with a shy smile before turning away to look at the stars. You really didn’t want to ruin her night with asking her to help you decide on the fate of your friendship or whatever it was turning out to be. You held out your hand and felt her immediately intertwine her fingers with yours.
“Something wrong?” Shuri said, rubbing her thumb back and forth on your hand while looking at you for any type of explanation as to why you were so quiet today. You shook your head. “No, I just want to listen today. You seem to have a lot to tell me.” You said, moving to face her. “I bet you already know it all, don’t you?” She said, grabbing both of your hands, holding them, and resting them in the space between you two. “I’d still like to hear it.” You said, watching as Shuri kissed your hands. And with that, it didn’t take long for you to forget about what other people thought or whoever suspected what. It didn’t matter when you were with her.
It didn’t take long for you to find out that a stranger had made his way into Wakanda, offering up the cadaver of the very man that killed many Wakandans in the pursuit of vibranium. You decided to lay low, knowing that he was not a direct threat to you but to your country. You wanted to help in some way but you knew you couldn’t so you just hoped that everything would turn out ok even if it was too optimistic.
You were in denial when you first heard the news. Immediately your mind jumped to Shuri and her mother. Were they ok? What happened to them? Where would they go? You couldn’t stop the pacing, the fidgeting, or the staring at the walls. You couldn’t relax to go to sleep and could only go to sleep out of pure exhaustion. You were a dreamer, an optimist that wasn’t naturally built for confrontation but over the years you had learned to put on a tough demeanor and faked it till you made it. And it was tested in times like this.
You caught a glimpse of Shuri with her mother, Nakia, and the man she had told you about, Everett Ross. It eased your nerves to know that they were okay so you allowed yourself a breath of relief. You stuck around too long though, long enough for Shuri to catch your eye. You knew Nakia had noticed you as well but all you could think about was holding her. You could tell she needed you but now wasn’t the time, not in front of her mother or Nakia, and sure as hell not in front of M’Baku. Nakia was watching the whole thing, not sure what to make of it. She started to say something to Ramonda but Shuri squeezed her hand, eyes pleading for her to let it go. Her eyes focused back onto you, not breaking eye contact until you disappeared out of her sight.
You spent another night in your room, not sleeping. The look Shuri gave you was the main thing on your mind, she needed you and you were thinking about what other people would think. You told yourself it was because you didn’t want her to be bothered with having to explain why she was friends with you. The harsh reality was you were protecting your heart from possibly getting broken if she were to leave you. It was an illogical, pure emotional possibility that you had come with out of your own insecurity. You loved her too much to hide it from her but you were scared of what seeds would other people plant in her head after it would come out that you had been meeting up with her.
You paced all around Jabariland, hoping to find something that would distract you or give you some type of peace. You walked by a room, seeing Ramonda, Shuri, Nakia, and T’Challa. You had to hold back the gasp you were about to let out before you realized that you weren’t supposed to be snooping. Hearing T’Challa ask for a moment alone with M’Baku, you took the opportunity to leave before anyone had pointed you out. You were interrupted by a cold hand grabbing your wrist, making you jump before turning around and seeing Shuri. You immediately wrapped your arms around her waist and pulled her into a hug which she instantly reciprocated, squeezing you tighter. She took in a breath, taking note of the light fragrance you always used that instantly calmed her.
“Shuri?” You whispered, hands still holding her waist. You saw the way her eyes teared up and immediately pulled her back into you, this time squeezing tighter than you had before. It had been a few seconds of you rubbing circles on her back, listening as she took deep breaths.
“I’m so sorry about everything.” You said quietly, rubbing her cheek as Shuri stepped away from your hug to look at you.
“Do you need anything? I want to help.” You asked, leading her to a more private room where you could talk. You sat down on one of the chairs in the room, Shuri doing the same and scooting closer to you when you held out one of your hands for her to hold. She looked down at your hands on top of hers and then looked up at you. “I just want you to be here. With me.” She said.
This sent your mind into a frenzy of trying to determine if this was real or some cruel daydream your brain had worked up. She must’ve seen the way the cogs were running in your brain because she squeezed your hand to bring you back from your mind. “I don’t care about what others think and I don’t want you to be either. I don’t want to sneak around to see the woman I love.”
Your eyes widened. “I don’t want to either.” You said, scooting closer to Shuri. “I’m not..ashamed of you, I’m just scared. What if they get in your head?”
“Nothing anyone says will change how I feel about you. Have some faith in me, will you?” She said softly. Before you could reply Shuri’s name was called. She turned around to see Nakia standing at the doorway, eyes shifting between you and her. Shuri stood and looked back at you, not wanting to leave you. You got up to kiss her cheek and left the room to give her and Nakia a moment alone.
Though you kept a calm composure, inside you felt like you were in some type of daydream your mind cooked up to comfort you. It felt selfish to be focused on your love life while the fate of Wakanda and other countries was uncertain but you couldn’t help it. Though you kept a calm composure, inside you felt like one of those teen girls in the American movies Shuri talked about sometimes. It felt childish and partly selfish to be focused on your love life while the fate of Wakanda and other countries was uncertain but you couldn’t help it. Your current relationship with Shuri had been a constant thing on your mind the last few months and in seconds she had debunked any doubts that you’d thought up.
Though knowing how Shuri felt about you gave you some solace, the threat that Killmonger faced still worried you. It made it worse that Shuri was going out to fight and would possibly encounter a fight with him. He had his name for a reason and based on what Shuri had told you about him, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone who was in his way. Shuri had tried to assure you that she would be as careful as she could but it didn’t stop your mind from going to the worst possibility.
You walked to where M’Baku sat on the throne, not able to let it go. You tried to push down your irritation and worry to be respectful and greeted him with the little patience you had. “Lord M’Baku, isn’t there something we can do to help them fight? There are plenty of Jabari warriors that can h-“ He interrupted you with just a raise of his hand, making you press your lips together into a thin line out of annoyance.
“I will not give lives of the Jabari to a fight that does not concern us,” M’Baku said, staring at you with a critical look. He waited a moment to continue talking, probably to make you think about what you were asking him to do. “I told you to let go of whatever it was guiding you from out of this mountains, hm? And you disobeyed me.” He said leaning up closer to his cane.
“But this isn’t about me. This is about protecting Wakanda from that man destroying our country, if not the continent or the world!” You said stepping closer only to be stopped by the two men M’Baku always had beside him, causing you to huff and hesitantly step back. The more time went by the more you felt your patience dissolving.
“I understand that you are worried about your lover but I will not let that dictate how I,” He said, emphasizing the “I” and getting up, slowly walking towards you. “choose to lead.” You looked up at him, almost as if you were silently challenging him.
The unofficial staring contest went on for a little bit before you broke the silence. “Out of everything that has happened, this is the one thing we can’t sit out on.” You said before walking away.
At this point, pacing had become your go-to stress reliever if you hadn’t reverted to mindlessly walking and letting yourself end up where your legs took you. Although this time, your subconscious had taken over and led you to the spot where you and Shuri had talked earlier.
You sat down in the exact same spot you did, breathing into your hands before smoothing them over your hair. Resting your elbow on your bouncing knee, you had no idea what to do to pass the time. There was nothing you could or anything Shuri would let you do, but you couldn’t just relax like there was nothing wrong either. You couldn’t help but worry when it came to her especially with Killmonger having had enough time to prepare weapons for himself and to ship out.
Your eyes opened when you sensed someone’s presence, hearing unfamiliar footsteps and smelling a comforting but unknown scent. Your eyes widened as you recognized Ramonda, making you immediately stand up. She slightly chuckled as she adjusted her Basotho blanket as she sat down, gesturing for you to sit back down.
You sat back down and it didn’t take long for your knee to bounce again and for your hands to find each other. “You are not the only one struggling to live with all of this.” She said, tucking her blanket closer around her. If you were this anxious over what the outcome of this fight would be, you couldn’t imagine what she was feeling with both of her children out there fighting.
“It’s hard to not think of the worst.” You said quietly, moving your hands to clutch the sides of your arms. “I know. We just have to hope for the best and believe that they will come home safe to us.” Her wording made you wonder how she found out about you and Shuri or if she actually did find out and you were just assuming.
“I am thankful for the way that you love my daughter.” She said, making you look from the ground to her. “I’ve known for a while, I just didn’t know who. Then I saw the way she looked at you when she thought I couldn’t see it.” She chuckled probably at the effort we put into keeping it a secret only for her to already know.
You laughed with her, thinking about the lengths you and Shuri went to just to keep it a secret. It was funny, really. You spent the next few seconds laughing together, happy to think about something else for a minute. “I know that me and Shuri’s backgrounds are different and so are our beliefs but I admire that. It’s part of what I love about her. I intend to not let that get in the way of our relationship”
“I know. I see how happy you make Shuri.” Ramonda said, smiling. You smiled back, still a bit bashful at how obvious you had been all these months.
The sound of multiple footsteps in unison made you look up, seeing Jabari warriors running out of Jabariland. You got up to watch just how many of the Jabari were running out onto the field. Ramonda, also shocked at the Jabari getting involved for the first time in a long time, got up to look too. You slightly smiled, satisfied with the fact that you were able to do something.
Your pacing was stopped by a pair of arms wrapping around your waist, causing you to gasp before realizing it was Shuri. “Shuri! Don’t sneak up on me like that.” Turning around, you immediately grabbed one of her arms, checking for any scratches or cuts. As you put the one down, Shuri placed the other in your hand, watching as you ran your hand over her smooth skin. “Were you worried?” She said, pressing her thumb against the space between your eyebrows to stop you from frowning.
Shuri got nothing but a look from you as you pulled her into the tightest hug she had probably ever had. There was hesitation in hugging you back and rubbing small circles on your back. The both of you breathe and breathed out in a big huff, relaxing into the hug. You laughed at just how unreal the past few days have been. “I love you.” You said, pulling back from her embrace to look at her. The way Shuri smiled widely in response made you want to freeze time and take a picture of this exact moment. “I love you too, sthandhwa.” She said, pulling you back against her.
“Come with me.” She said suddenly, making you look up at her in confusion. “Where?” You asked. “Home. I want everyone to meet you.” She said, grabbing your hand and starting to guide you to the aircraft she had parked just outside of Jabariland. She looked towards you for your approval. You put your hand up to your chin, acting like you were still thinking about it. “Okay.” You said, smiling, making Shuri immediately pep up and practically run into the aircraft. You hesitantly stepped in, looking at how thought-out everything seemed. This was just another product of Shuri’s beautiful mind. “Is something wrong?” Shuri asked, grabbing onto your hand to help you get in. You shook your head, looking around in awe. “Just admiring your work.” You said, making Shuri laugh as she rested her hands on your waist. “Take your time, usana.”
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a special spark [georgenotfound]
it was an ongoing joke that george had a massive crush on you. he would take you out on minecraft dates, or donate to your streams just to get a reaction from you.
nobody could tell if it was real, or if it was just an act for internet fame. well, nobody except dream and sapnap.
they knew george’s feelings were as real as real could get, and they would play a “wingman” figure as part of the so called joke. often times they would encourage him to just spit it all out, but george being george, it never really happened.
you never looked at george as more than a friend. yes, the joke was funny, but it was all you took it as. something scandalous to feed the fans. but you werent complaining, because at the end of the day, you earned viewers too.
i guess you could say it was like love of host, except one person thinks its love and the other thinks its host.
another part of this joke was that you never reciprocated these feelings. even on the streamed minecraft dates you would deny his flowers, reject every sappy pick up line he made.
something you didnt know, was that your funny bits affected george. it would break his heart piece by piece whether he liked it or not.
only dream caught on to the way his face would fall for a split second when your minecraft character walked away when he approached you, or how he would get quiet when he heard you and sapnap talking in the vc.
this never ending cycle repeated with no end, over and over again until one facetime. one special facetime that changed the way you started looking at george.
"hey george!" your voice rung through his phone, face soon popping up in full screen. george smiled, waving at the camera excitedly.
this was the first time you called him first.
you guys talked for hours, about the dumbest things that came to mind.
"If the ocean could be another color, what would it be?" you asked george, only to be instantly followed by a "shit youre colorblind im so sorry"
"you know y/n, we never stop clapping, the time between our claps just get longer."
"no clapping is supposed to be short so therefore you can't call that a clap."
"whatever, so what music do you listen to?"
"why do i feel like throwing up"
"wanna meet my cat soot?"
"no unless you change his name. what about goggles?"
the bickering went back and forth like this for a while until george became awfully quiet.
"george? you there?" you ask gently.
in response, you heard slow breathing, and shuffling here and there.
you smiled as you took a glimpse of the screen, where you found george sleeping, his hair messy and a blanket draped across his shoulders where his clothes were slightly wrinkled for remaining in the same spot for so long.
his cheeks were flushed, probably because they were in contact with his pillow. his lips were somewhat pouting, as his chest went up and down every so often.
you admired him for a second, taking a look at his facial features carefully. it felt so wrong yet so powerful to catch him in such a vulnerable state. something anyone else in the world would die to see.
little did george know, this moment caused a spark. a special spark that meant you finally started reciprocating his feelings.
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Appreciation post!!!
im feeling sappy so im gonna talk about my favorite people on this app
@drysdalesv V is literally the sweetest person ever. she was the first person I really talked to on here and now she is one of my best friends and now she knows to much... she is literally hilarious, got my ass giggling at 3am 😭. we have so many simalities its crazy we even almost look alike🧍 we also share the same brain when it comes ro smut ideas its amazing they just flow out. ALL of you need to see her writing (especially her threesome fics!!) she is literally an amazing writer. she leaves me speechless sometimes, READ HER FICS!!
@wbkz3gras Lee is an amazing tiktok editor (wbkz3gras on tiktok!) her edits got me gigglin n blushin everytime. BRO they be finding content and picture of the boys like out of thin air i dont understand how but i am grateful for all the content 😭 They also just started making insta fic and there so good so yall need to see those NOW
@11zegras ky is literally so sweet were always sending eachother content or just random pics we find. she bold bold some of the stories ive heard doing what most counldnt lmfao
@uluvjay JAYYYYYYY let me just tell yall they make the most jaw dropping smut it had me screaming. they are incredibly talented i just wanna kiss their brain. GO READ THEIR FICS LIKE RN!
@nicojackl0v3r Kara is literally hilarious and actually stunning! the shit they post on snap has me laughing my ass off stg 😭 they also write and there fics are so good i highly recommend you check them out!! we also stay spreading the seamus casey agenda
@hvghes we just started talking a lot more recently but your so sweet and OMG YOUR DOG IS ADORABLE. my fav post by them are there hard or soft lunch insta fics i just love them. there also a fellow tyler duke girlie and just recently posted a tyler fic god bless SO YALL SUCH GO LOOK AT IT!!
@lvrzegras mads is also one of the first people i talked to on here there so sweet and i love talking about the boys on here with them. they write fics also and there amazing i love their fluff SO YOU ALL NEED TO GO READ THEM
@55stargirl we just recently became mutuals and there so sweet and there smut is godly ESPECIALLY THERE LUCA THIGH RIDING FIC AHHH that fic is literally amazing so i think yall should check them out
holy shit thats a lot... but i do love everyone i talk to on here you all are amazing and i appreciate you all so much. sorry if i left anyone out <333
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OKAY SO FOR MY RAMBLE REQUEST i wanna know the losers’ love language
YES YES YES
this one got SO long & sappy im so so sorry gfjgnfjkgnjfkn
first i think growing up in a situation of neglect and abuse would have made it difficult for sirius to understand what it meant to intentionally give and receive love, and he'd genuinely have no idea what to do with overly affectionate people (like james!!!) for a long time. but once he got out of that home situation and had some time to process and start heal from it, i think he'd be extremely affectionate with the people he loves.
physical touch would be the biggest one--once he was able to understand that touch could be something gentle and precious, it became the easiest way to show people that he loved them. he was hesitant with it for a while because he was afraid that other people might be uncomfortable with it like he had been, but that turned into him having a super sharp eye when it came to understanding peoples' comfort levels with different kinds of affection without them needing to say it.
so by the time he & remus get together he understands himself a lot better in that regard. if you would have asked before, he would have said his only real love language was physical touch because it was his first instinct & what he had experience with, but he didn't really need things like gifts or acts of service to feel loved. like, he got quite enough of that growing up between all the extravagant birthday gifts he never wanted and the home staff waiting on him hand and foot his whole childhood & thinks he could probably go his entire life without experiencing either of those things ever again.
but then he starts seeing remus and everything turns upside down. on their third date remus brings him a tiny green glass bird trinket that he'd found at the thrift store they stopped by during their second date. sirius hadn't bought it then, but remus went back and got it the next day just because he said he'd liked it. so sirius gets home from their third date and puts it on his windowsill and stares at it for like.....fifteen entire minutes and decides it's his most cherished possession and if he could save one single thing from his entire room in a fire, it would be the bird. and then he gives remus a key to his apartment the week after that in retaliation because fuck it he's literally in love with that stupid sweet idiot & it was either that or ask him to fucking move in on their fourth date
and then it's their six month anniversary and remus is coming over for dinner and sirius is gonna whip up a nice little fancy pasta situation, but he gets held up because some moron decided to knock over an entire shelf of CDs on the back wall of the music store where he's been working the last couple of months. so he calls remus on the verge of tears & tells him he's going to be really late and maybe they should reschedule and he's so so so sorry, and remus is nice about it because he's always nice but sirius feels like absolute shit because he'd made all these plans and now he has to spend two fucking hours putting the shelf back together and reorganizing the CDs.
so he trudges home in a mood and he's so so sad and it's been the literal worst day ever, but then he gets home and remus is already there. he's lit candles and cleaned the kitchen and set the table, and he's done a really good job at attempting the fancy pasta situation sirius had planned even though he's a shit cook, and sirius' favorite cheap wine from the grocery store is on the counter next to a pretty little bouquet of flowers. and remus goes 'happy six month anniversary!!' and he's so fucking sweet that sirius just....,,.bursts into tears in the doorway. and remus is like "uhh!!! 😧 i'm sorry!! hey wait hold on I'm sorry!! are you okay!!" and sirius literally wants to tackle him to the ground because !!!! no one has ever worked this hard to make him happy !!!! no one has gone out of their way like this just because they loved him !!!! and that's a really fucking emotional discovery to make when he's just spent two hours alphabetizing five hundred CDs.
physical touch is still his number one love language because it's comforting and calming and he likes feeling desired, but the times that remus picks up his favorite chocolate on the way home just because he wanted to or does all the laundry on the weekends sirius has a hard time at work are just as meaningful as the times that remus hugs him from behind while he makes their coffee in the morning or walks with a hand in his back pocket when they're out together. he's not picky about the way that remus loves him, but sirius knows he tries really hard to do it in the most meaningful ways and that alone is enough to make him feel more secure and more cherished than he's ever felt with anyone else.
now switching gears, remus is an introvert. like, imagine the biggest introvert you've ever met and then multiply that by a hundred. he has an ongoing problem with tuning out in the middle of conversations because his social filter hit E out of nowhere, or staying holed up at home for three days trying to get energy back after a night out. his time and energy are rare and fleeting gifts, so quality time has always been the biggest way he shows people he loves them. but he's never desired someone else's time until sirius.
sirius is energetic and bright and and magnetic and he doesn't even have to do anything special to have entire rooms of people gravitating towards him. he could do anything he wanted, talk with anyone he wanted, be anywhere he wanted, but the fact that he chooses to give his time and attention to remus means more than any words or gifts or acts of service ever could.
he's really fucking surprised that sirius even agrees to go out with him in the first place, and even more surprised that he's completely present and engrossed in every moment when they are out together. he doesn't get distracted with his phone, doesn't stop and make conversation with every person that waves at him when they're at his regular coffee shop, doesn't try to fill every silence with thoughts or words that don't matter. he's entirely content to just be together, which is more than remus could have ever hoped to find in another person.
so one evening in the summer they're at remus' place watching reruns of a show they'd already finished, and remus is thinking he's never been happier in his life than he is in that moment--just sitting together quietly, sirius tucked into his side with his head on his shoulder, tracing little patterns onto his palm and giving a little laugh at the tv every once in a while. and then sirius' phone rings on the other side of the couch and he answers it on speakerphone, and it's marlene saying she got him a last minute ticket to that concert in the park downtown they'd been trying to get into for weeks. sirius perks up and remus deflates--of course sirius is going to go, and he absolutely should, he's been talking about this concert all summer, remus is just sad he'll have to leave--but then sirius goes 'ugh i'm sorry, i had something come up and i can't go tonight, you should take dorcas!!!' and he hangs up and just settles back in and remus is like '....hello?? why aren't you going??' and sirius just shrugs and squeezes him a little tighter and goes 'i'd rather be here with you' and remus loves him so so so bad he thinks he might explode with it
and sirius is also really, really good at knowing when remus needs A Moment. he's always been able to read remus like a book, even back when things were new, like he has some kind of sixth sense that lets him know when remus is Done and needs to go home and recharge. recharging also sometimes means being alone, and after a very brief period of misunderstanding in their early days, sirius gets it, and he understands like no one else ever has and gives remus that precious space when he needs it. remus knows that's difficult for him some days, so he works really, really hard to pay attention and make sure he's doing everything he can to let sirius know how much he loves him, even when he needs to be alone sometimes. if that means leaving work early to meet him for the walk home or getting up at the crack of dawn on mondays to grab coffees before sirius wakes up then so fucking be it, he'll go out of his way every single day for the rest of his life if it means sirius feels even half of remus' love for him
he also never would have thought physical touch would become so important to him until sirius. remus wasn't ever one to reach out first, and sirius had always been touchy--casual their first few dates and then leaning further into it; holding remus' hand as they walked from his work to the coffee place down the street, playing with his hair absently while they watched a movie or before falling asleep, trailing an delicate hand up his shirt in public and blinking at him innocently when remus sent him a warning look, giving a sweet little 'i have no idea what you're talking about' while dragging his nails down remus' spine, all evil and smug about it, pushing his buttons expertly until remus pulls him from the room & tugs him in the direction of home. but remus loves those moments now, cherishes them just like he cherishes everything else, and feels more wanted than he ever has before
sirius taught him a lot about how to love other people, how to study and learn them well enough to understand what they need, and ask for help when he got it wrong. he learned a lot about self-worth, about feeling deserving of the abundance of love that had suddenly crash-landed into his life, how to sit with it and accept it and give it in return, just because he wants to
#u ask tortoise answers#anon#tortoise writes a novel ab an ask for no reason#fuck this is so fucking long#I am so sorry#oh my god#it really got away from me#im sor ry fgfjkgfjkgf#this is literally all projecting#like i have a tiny BLUE glass bird trinket
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bestie!! im sorry if I sound delirious writing this I just got home from uni and work and decided to read the poyt prequel as a treat😋 but I still want to share my thoughts on it before I go to sleep <3
first of all, I had to pause, close my eyes and breathe halfway through reading it because Steve is such a dick!! poor baby omega, minding her own business, she just wants to finish her studies!😫
second, the flowers!! I love how significant it is in Steve’s life with the little flashbacks from his childhood, and how he imagined giving omega yellow roses alongside his sappy thoughts, associating omega’s scent with the magnolias…
it made that one scene in poyt4 even more special knowing that he was gonna give it to omega, he was showing omega how much he loves her (even though he wasn’t ready to admit it yet at the time and projected on omega for “cheating”, but we’re just gonna pretend that didnt happen lol). Omega is just his little flower🥺 he irresistibly loves flowers since the beginning but he just doesn’t know how to show it!!
third, the drawings 😫😫 i’m an artist myself and I am terrible drawing from memory! he must’ve really memorised and spent a LOT of time looking at Omega for him to draw her with so much details, our Steve is just a cute little softie awe
Although it pained me to see Steve being a huge douchebag, I’m excited to see how he will redeem himself in poyt 5 now that he finally accepted the fact that he truly loves omega! I hope he will actually start acting on his softer side and not just hide it in his consciousness😣Right now I just want to give omega a big hug from having to go through all of that!! 😫 men are just so weird sometimes 🤧
thank you so much for this lovely read!! I’ve been following this series for awhile now and I know how hard you worked on it<3 your blog and your writings became a constant thing in my life in 2022 and I can’t wait to support more of your work this year!! Sending much love mwa mwa mwa !!! 💌💌
YES YES YES!! Thanks so much for this amazing review, I loved reading through it ughh you have no idea!!
Okay so YESS not only does he associate omega’s scent with the magnolias from his childhood, her scent IS the magnolias from his childhood. Meaning he was obsessed with her scent ever since he was a child. Meaning that it was always meant to be her 😭😭😭
And the yellow roses 😌😌 I feel like those roses also grew in his mom’s garden and he just fixated on them from a young age (ugh damn I should’ve included this ajdjsjajka) anyways, so now every time he buys roses, he gravitates towards the yellow ones. Yellow is also like the colour of spring and hope and that’s also what he associated her scent with.
I LOVE that you said she’s just his little flower, I find that so cute and important! Bc Steve’s mom tells him that flowers need love and nurturing to grow, else they die. Mirrors how his own omega “wilts” and starts losing all hope when Steve mistreats her a lot. 🥲🥲🥲
And finally, the drawings 😌😌 yes, Steve literally spent hours and hours staring at her. During lectures, following her around, finding her social media and looking at the grainy pics 😭😭😭
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ahhh you write for sve too! im sorry i just been keeping this thought for so long since I started playing sve and romanced victor. i think i downloaded a separate mod for after marriage events, and he's so sweet i can't believe how his words ON THE SCREEN can make me blush ;-;
and he randomly wanna dance with farmer before they leave to do their things. he gifted a fairyrose during fall, brings out a boombox, asked permission to dance slow at the front porch while saying sweet things 💔💔💔💔
AND AND if you peeked into his wardrobe at Olivia's house, it says he has heart-shaped underwear ;-; THAT WAS LITERALLY WHAT MADE ME ROMANCED HIM IT WAS FATE
all in all victor good boi so hardworking and attentive i love him with all my soul no regrets marrying him 💖
He really is like a cinnamon roll, right? ❤️
Funny, but given that I'm not a #1 Victor's fan (Lance took this place), but when playing all sve marriage candidates at least once per game, I married Victor 3 times. Because he's a really, really well-written character.
With all this, I will be honest - for me personally, his dialogues were sometimes too sugary and sappy (like, sweet speeches, but sometimes too much). It's not bad, every marriage candidate for our own taste and preferences. Victor's dialogues are like sweet marshmallows, but I myself am not a fan of sweets (I don't know why I compare like this, maybe because I'm writing the answer on an empty stomach).
At the same time, he was a very interesting character for me. And I confess, with his kindness and sentimentality, Victor's dialogue at the egg festival just killed me and became my favorite ("kick Abigail's ass", my god Victor, you're savage 😂).
Hold on, what? "if you peeked into his wardrobe at Olivia's house, it says he has heart-shaped underwear ;-;" - seriously?! Ahaha, my God 😂 I never went to his study room because I was afraid that it would trigger dialogue somehow if I rummaged through his personal things. I just remember that on Susan's quest, I was supposed to give her a gold bar, but she had already gone to bed, and when i was trying to give her a gold bar, Susan said that "um, I'm trying to sleep here..." and I feel like a creep 😅😂
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happy new years everyone!! :3
im gonna ramble for a bit because i'm feeling a bit sappy reflecting on this year, so feel free to skip if you'd like!
while this year had a good amount of ups and downs, i can confidently say it was one of the best years of my fucking life. i got to start it out by moving in with the love and light of my life, my partner Jas. being able to get out of my small town and away from my less than great family was absolutely incredible. while i struggled a bit with guilt and had to start learning to cope with all the trauma i had built up, i wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. because for one of the first times in my life, i wasn't alone. after all these years of depression and heart ache and grief, i finally got to feel the sunshine again. i feel more connected to who i am as a person than i have since middle school. this year i finally got to get my childish whimsy back, and i cannot tell you how much joy it's brought me. i got to make banana bread with my boyfriend and slow dance while it baked. i got to write poetry and drink hot tea. i reconnected with my love and passion for my little pony, something i had long abandoned trying to be an 'adult,' i went on vacation for the first time in years, and got to see the ocean. and just a few weeks ago i got to go to an aquarium for the first time.
i still have my bad days, and my rough moments, i still feel stressed and anxious, but oh my god i'm so happy.
thank you so much to my partner, for being there with me through it all. there is so much i could write to you (and I will) but i love you so so much and i couldn't have done this with out you.
thank you to ally, for being such a kind friend. i am so thankful that we became closer this year, i value our friendship more than i could put into words. i love talking to you and i cant wait to do it more this year.
thank you to sara for keeping it silly, i love talking to you about everything creative. im so proud of you.
thank you to everyone who has reblogged my posts and left sweet comments, some days life is hard and it really helps being able to connect with strangers. i read every tag and comment and appreciate them all.
thank you to all of my friends who helped me get through, i love you all.
and thank you to everyone i forgor (i sorry :( )
i wish you all happiness and healing in 2024, we did it! and we can do it again, i believe in you.
yours truly,
Toasty Valentine
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hey, girl, it's literally midnight for me but I just had an idea and I HAD to share it with you and get your input. it's regarding our greasy rockstar rat boyfriend, Joby Taylor and his lovely daughter, Annie.
personal headcanon that I have to know your thoughts on: Joby starts keeping a notebook separate from the one he uses for songwriting. it's notebook where he writes everything about Annie in it. he wants to remember every little bit of her as she grows up. her favorite foods, favorite snacks, favorite movies, favorite cartoons, favorite animals...everything.
and like you NEVER thought Joby would be so sappy, but he always thinks about that meeting he had with Ellen where he was just so disconnected with her. he had no clue what she was into at all. and he's terrified of being so inattentive again.
so he's scrawling in the margins of a book little memories he has with you and her, all of her favorites, and even...little notes for her...for when she grows up perhaps?
like just: hey, you threw up mushed peas today. it was really gross. but you were giggling so hard and waving your dumb little spoon so much that it almost made up for it.
or: your mom is telling everyone that you first word is dada. but we both know what it really was...I'll remind you when you're older.
soph, I have to know if you think this is accurate or not because this concept is completely ruining my fragile brain. so sorry for the absolute essay that I'm dropping here but this was urgent for me. love you, bb!!
andromeda i am hyperventilating this is the cutest thing i have ever seen omfg😭😩
i 1000% agree that this is a thing he does. no question about it. oh my god. it’s a lot more of like the memories when she’s a baby, but when she gets older he starts keeping track of her favorite things.
i bet it started off so casual too. like he saw her doing something cute that he kinda chuckled at and wrote it down, but then like it just became a thing he started to do like you said because of everything that happened with ellen.
he’ll put the dates down and everything omfg
10/31/(whatever year it is im not gonna do the math rn i just woke up) - it’s your first halloween and your mom dressed you up like a bunny in this fuzzy onesie. i wanted to make you look like a member of kiss, but it’s fine you look cute anyway.
11/6/(?) - i have never seen your diaper look more disgusting. how does something like that come out of a human being? god, we gotta get you on solid food soon, im tired of this.
5/24/(?) - you just told me your favorite color is pink even though i think a few days ago it was red. gonna note it down anyway.
i am so happy i woke up to this omfg i am crying i absolutely love it do NOT apologize because what you sent was long my heart is bursting right now🥹💕💖💘🤍🧸
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hi! first of all congrats on 1k followers, i've enjoyed all the works u have put out so far and i'm looking forward to more of your writing :DD also, i thought id participate in the event cuz y not
alias: yana
i think i have a pretty chill personality, i see myself as somewhat quiet and a little awkward but if i have reassurance that the person im with isnt secretly judging me then i tend to be more chaotic and noisy,, i also feel that i dont like to dwell over small issues. my hobbies/passion would include reading and occasionally drawing or writing. for some things i like.. i guess i like pretty things ?? like watching the sunrise and sappy stuff like that 😭 i mainly like more chill or calming things esp when it comes to movies like studio ghibli or even genshin,, but i also like a little bit of cool concepts or mind boggling plots (mainly in anime) as for things i dislike, its mainly things like annoying people or dense ppl? and i also dislike noisy or pushy ppl. i don't really have an idea for an ideal date but i know its definitely not somewhere with a lot of people, i'd prefer very few or just me and my 'partner.' the gender chara id like is a male :DD
as for the extra info, im a virgo and last i checked im somewhere between an istj or intp and im not sure abt my enneagram. tho i tend to think that my mbti doesnt fit who i am as a whole but its definitely a part of me. ive also never felt myself truly kin a character but i think i could pick sawako from kimi no todoke, albedo or ganyu. my ideal type is someone thats funny, chill or calm, understanding, and a little bit of an airhead but also smart/logical iywkim aand just someone that would go along w the random stuff and isnt very negative :DD
habshaha okay im done im sorry if this is long 😭 this is actl my first time participating in an event on tumblr so i hope i get a slot ,, anyways, congrats again on 1k followers : ) i'm looking forward to ur future posts <33
I MATCH YOU WITH . . .
KAEYA!
TROPE: BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS
kaeya and you were both knights. as soon as he met you, it was like love at first sight for him
he loved how laid back you were. it was a nice contrast to how stiff a lot of his other coworkers were. he quickly became comfortable around you. it was a mutual feeling for you, too
you guys would partner up a lot to go on missions, and it always just felt so peaceful to be around one another. one thing led to another, and you both gained feelings
kaeya felt a little unsure at first. could he really let himself belong to you like that? give his heart away so easily?
so he took you on a “date” to confirm his feelings, not that you knew this was a date though.
it was 5 am and kaeya had come knocking on your door, just like he told you he was going to do the night before. an hour later you both sat atop a hillside at windrise, a breeze flowing gently throughout the morning air
kaeya laid in your lap as you watched the sky, a small smile on your face and a gleam in your eyes. “kaeya, look! the sun is rising!” you exclaimed happily
kaeya’s eyes snapped to the sky before turning back to look at you. he swore he felt his heart stop for a moment at the sight
“hey,” he called out to you. your head toward his at the sound of his voice. “yeah?” you asked
not even a second later, his lips were on yours and yours on his. yeah, there was no doubting his feelings now
#—event: 1k followers !#woooo matchup number 3 is done#thank you so much for participating!#i hope you enjoy this since it’s your first tumblr event!#and i’m so happy you like my works! that means a lot :)
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A BETTER PRESENT TAG GAME !! ♡ ~
RULES : list 5 reasons why the present ( in your personal life ) is better than the past or however many years ago. then tag some people !
TAGGED BY : kai ( @mshelleys ) thank you so much for the tag mama !! i love you sosososo much !! 💕💕
TAGGING : @holotones , @honeywharf , @hiraethas , @euterppe , @emdrabbles , @gingerling !! absolutely no pressure as always, feel free to ignore this !!
TW FOR UNDER THE CUT : self harm &&. depression.
i’m falling in love with living : life is a fucking bitch but y’know what? it has its moments. years ago i truly believed that i didn’t deserve to live. that i would never have anything to live for and that my life was worthless, that i was worthless. my struggle with my inner demons and mental health has kicked my ass for so long and it took me even LONGER to step back and think, hey, maybe life isn’t as bad as i thought it was. maybe i’m not the lost cause i thought i was, maybe i don’t actually deserve to die. my friends have been helping me learn this and i’m a hell of a lot happier than i was years ago !! i still have my bad days, hell 2020 has been a string of really, really bad days. but y’know what ?? i deserve to be here, and i’ll be damned if i end my life before i finally start to believe that
i no longer self - harm : my struggle with self - harm has been really fuckin long and tiring, but this december i will officially be two years clean from self - harm !! it took me so fucking l o n g to stop but i’m really fucking proud of myself for staying strong !! my friends have helped me so much in my battle and lending me shoulders to cry on and i cannot thank them enough for everything !! i’m so much happier now and i know that if younger me could see my progress she’d be sososo proud of me so yeah !! go me wkadkwjda
i’m writing for myself : writing has always been my form of escapism, until i got wrapped up in the hell that is perfectionism and self - doubt and then it wasn’t. but after i joined writeblr i started to have FUN and fall back in love with writing and holy shit did i miss it. i put so much pressure on myself before to be perfect but now it feels amazing to just fucking RELAX and write my chaotic ass wips in peace !! AND I WON NANO 2019 !! younger me would’ve NEVER thought i would've been able to do that but! checkmate hoe !! i fucking DID JWADIWJDK
i’ve come out : sexuality and i have never gotten along. for the longest time i identified as bisexual, but in the past few years i’ve come to realize that men ?? fuck no. me accepting myself as a lesbian has taken a while, but i’m so fucking proud to be a lesbian, and i’m equally proud ( and thankful ) that so far my family accepts me as such. i haven’t came out to my parents yet, and i’m not sure when i will. but so far i’ve come out to my grandma and my brother and they’ve both been so incredibly supportive and amazing and i’m just !!! so grateful to have them in my life !!
i joined writeblr : not to be a sappy bitch but joining writeblr was one of the best decisions i’ve ever made. after me and one of my closest friends decided to stop being friends, i felt lost. but then i found writeblr and i’m so fucking happy i did, this community is so incredibly beautiful and for the first time in my life i actually found somewhere where deep in my heart i knew i belonged. i’ve made so many amazing friends and writeblr has helped me so much in regards to my social anxiety and just mental health in general !! it’s also given me a platform to share my writing with people who genuinely CARE and that’s just !! so fucking awesome !! so YEAH, thank you for allowing me this platform and listening to me bitch and moan everyday, y’all fucking RULE ladjwdadwkakdwjw 💕💕
#self harm tw#depression tw#mental health tw#if i rambled and became a sappy ass bitch under the cut no i didnt 💕#KAI THANK U FOR GIVING ME A REASON TO BITCH ABT FEELINGS AND STUFF#THIS WAS REALLY SWEET AND !!! I REALIZED IVE MADE SO MUCH PROGRESS AND GROWN SO MUCH AND THATS SO DOPEEE#I REALLY AM THAT BITCH ARENT I#ALSO I- DIAWJDW#i feel like this doesnt make any sense LMAOOJADWO IM SORRY#IM TIRED ASF SO THIS IS JUST ONE BIG INCOHERENT SCRAMBLE OF WORDS#* about.#* tag games!
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🌝🥝 💕💯 🚫♊️♎️🚮💅🏻
MARIE..the fact that you used our astrology sign symbols.........that’s love bitch
First impression: ok this is gonna be different from everyone else’s bc marie is like. my best friend and i’ve known her since we were little but asufdosjfsoa you know this but i was like...that white girl..is Too Tall and Blonde...the intimidation...........the fear factor...my fight or flight response is ACTIVATED. listen like, babey me was valid, what if a german valkyrie also stands besides you?????? like what do you DO?? besides that uhhhhhh i don’t remember much but i do think that once we started hanging out for real you probably made me your oreo cupcakes?? and that’s why i keep u around.......oreo cuppycake...
Your nickname in my head: i feel like. this would be the longest paragraph known to man if i truly listed all of them out but uh,, moose, georgia peaches, remember the time ur mom asked me if i called you poochie iaofsjdisajfsa, scully, guinevere, ur the honey to my vinegar
Closeness ratings [1-10]: 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 arguably there’s no one closer to me in my life. i know we’ve talked about this a lot but before i used to genuinely fear that i would never be as close or know someone as much as i know you, but i’m okay with that now. as long as we’re friends and we’re together, i don’t really care about anything else oifjsiodf you’re my best fucking friend and i would do anything for you, and i meant to make this entire thing be a joke or something, but there’s nothing i wouldn’t do for you it doesn’t matter what it is, i don’t care. you’re my favorite person in the fucking world and sometimes i feel like you’re the only person, like, you’re the only thing tethering me here, and nothing else matters as long as we can talk and i can see you.
Do I like you: bitch i fucking hate you soajdfoisa i love you so so sos osososo much. i remember that someone told us that we’d hate each other in college because we roomed together, but if anything, it made us closer. are we codependent? mayhaps. but also, i love that we’ve always just been this duo and that i can read how you feel and that i know what you mean and say and like. ok, i think a lot about that time i was studying for a midterm or something and you came and brought me my fave boba?? like.........i just..think about it a lot. i wish we could do stuff like that again. i want to make u kimchi rice and pasta and braid ur hair and we can make fun and be bitchy together.
You are my: sun, moon, soul, stars, uhhhh comets, asteroids, soulmate, t’hy’la.
Ever had a crush on you: LMAO tbt to that one time in high school when i was like “DO i have a crush on marie??” and i thought over it for a week and then i was like, nah. if we knew each other less? maybe? but if anything, you’re just marie, my best friend, and the person i love most. LOL ok do NOT make fun of me for this but i always thought that if hp was real and the triwizard tournament,, you’d be my person that’d be in the bottom of the lake i’d have to rescue isadjfosaj i know that in any parallel universe, there’ll always be a me and a you, and i like to think that’s one of the galaxy’s constants: it’s just gonna be us trying to figure things out.
#do u remember when ppl thought we were dating in hs bc i had a pic of u in a textbook? LOL#i meant for this to be funny so we could joke about it but i became sappy im sorry i kno ur allergic to it oajisdfoasi#marie#ask memes
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