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ninjadeathblade · 10 months

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Haircut (a Nimona fanfic)

Summary: Ballister has to cut Ambrosius' hair after making a present went wrong.

Fluff

Warnings: None

Word count: 777

Author's notes: I FINALLY GOT THEM TO ADMIT FEELINGS! Also, this is super short. But i did add the confession (it wasn't originally in this). Enjoy!

Ballister knocked delicately on the door to Ambrosius' room, listening carefully, waiting for a reply.

"Who is it?"

"It's Ballister."

"Yeah, come in!" Ambrosius responded cheerfully. Ballister opened the door, jaw going slack as he looked at his friend. Ambrosius held a haphazard lump of wood, a knife beside him on the floor and a hot glue gun in his other hand. There was sticky, melted glue all over the carpet and somehow in his long blonde hair as well.

"What the fuck did you do?!" Ballister swore, crossing the room carefully to avoid the mess.

"I was trying to make you a present," Ambrosius mumbled, holding out the lump of wood. Ballister examined the vaguely love-heart shaped carving, lumpy glue surrounding the middle in a line from top to bottom. "Do you like it?" Ballister looked up from the malformed gift, at Ambrosius' nervous expression.

"It's great but you didn't have to go through all the trouble," Ballister said softly. Ambrosius grinned at him, standing up. Strands of glue ripped from the floor and attached to his trousers.

"I did. It's our friend-iversary."

"Our what?"

"Anniversary of our friendship. Ten whole years Bal!" Ambrosius explained and Ballister chuckled.

"Again, you didn't need to use up however much time you spent to do this," Ballister said matter-of-factly. Ambrosius rolled his eyes as they both walked through to his bathroom. Ballister picked up a sponge and some soap, beginning to scrub at Ambrosius' locks. "It's not coming out."

"Try brushing it…?" Ambrosius suggested hesitantly. Ballister picked up the hairbrush next to the sink, trying to drag it through his friend's hair. Ambrosius almost immediately let out a shriek and Ballister scowled as the brush tangled in his hair.

"No, this is gonna need scissors." Ballister felt sympathetic as Ambrosius' eyes widened.

"But it's so pretty. I don't want it cut," Ambrosius whined and Ballister agreed. His long blonde curls were stunning and reached down to the bottom of his shoulder blades. But right now, they were ratty and tangled and had a brush stuck in them.

"It'll be ugly forever if you don't let me cut it," Ballister warned. Ambrosius looked like he wanted to cry at the news.

"Do it. But if you make it ugly then you have to let me cut your mustache and beard," Ambrosius threatened. Ballister took a deep breath before chopping off the first chunk of hair from the right side of his face. An hour passed of him carefully trying to sculpt his friend's hair before it was finally finished. Ballister put down the scissors, nervously biting his lip.

"You probably think it looks shit." Ballister watched as Ambrosius carefully reached up and ran his hand across his hair. He seemed pleased with the left side, which Ballister had managed to salvage some of and had left at ear length. As soon as he reached the right side, his smiled dropped and he smoothed his hand across the short, cropped hair. Ambrosius pushed last Ballister, looking in the bathroom mirror. Ballister picked up the wooden love-heart, holding it close to his chest.

"It's beautiful." Ballister almost missed Ambrosius' awed whisper.

"What?"

"This haircut. Absolutely metal," Ambrosius assured him, turning around and offering him a smile.

"Oh." Ballister felt dumb as he said it. Ambrosius wrapped an arm around his waist, leading him out the bathroom back to where the glue had hardened on the floor.

"Wanna order out some nachos and watch a movie?"

"Sure."

"I'm still gonna cut your mustache and beard."

"Okay."

"God, will you react to anything I say in a non-basic way?!"

"Never."

"Ha! You said something non-basic!" Ballister chuckled as the two of them sat down on Ambrosius' bed. Ambrosius scrolled through his phone, ordering the nachos while Ballister flicked through channels on the TV. "Hey Bal?"

"Yeah?" Ballister glanced down at where Ambrosius was curled into his side. Ambrosius looked nervous as he balled one hand into a fist, the fabric of Ballister's shirt getting mixed up in it.

"Have you ever found guys attractive?" Ballister froze for a second as he registered the question.

"Um, yeah." Ballister didn't add on the part about finding Ambrosius attractive.

"Would you ever go out with a guy?"

"If he was like you then of course," Ballister instinctively replied before recognising what he'd said. Ballister let out a high pitched sort of squeak as he did so, wanting to immediately leave.

"Bal, would you go out with me?" Ambrosius asked slowly, sitting up. Ballister nodded shyly.

"Of course."

"Great! Nachos are here in five," Ambrosius stood up, walking away.

"Get back here! You can't just walk off after that conversation!"

#nimona #nimona 2023 #nimona movie #nimona film #nimona netflix #nimona fanfic #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #ambrosius x ballister #ballister boldheart

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prolix-yuy · 1 year

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Exciting Announcement Post!

It feels weird doing an update that's not about my fics, but hey, some fun things are happening and I'm gonna talk about them!

Because I'm terrible at keeping track of anniversary dates, a few of my one year-iversaries accidentally passed! Oops!

I've technically had my blog for almost seven years (though I kinda made it on a whim and never did anything with it for six) but February 1st was the first time I posted any writing, so I'm calling that my blog-iversary. A year of sharing stories with all you lovelies, and it has been such a fun one! Thank you for coming along with me on this journey of finding joy in writing again, and letting myself have fun being completely hopeless for fictional men. It's given me a wonderful outlet to be creative and connect with so many truly beautiful individuals. Thank you thank you thank you all for indulging me and making my life brighter every day.

Swiftly following that, I Think of You's anniversary also came and went! February 8th was when I posted the masterlist and we've had a bunch of adventures (sexy and otherwise) with our favorite space dad since then. Writing I Think of You still excites me every day I get to create a new part of their lives, and I am beyond ecstatic to share what's in store for them in the future.

I did catch SW!Frankie's anniversary on March 1st before it passed me by. Our sweet, sexy, complicated but oh so loveable Frankie opened up so many friendships on Tumblr, and I am just as thankful that him and Ms Jackson took that first step, because it allowed me to meet so many of you! I'm definitely aiming to do something fun for that one - I've got just the ask in mind for it...

But beyond all of the little anniversaries I am also BEYOND AMAZED that I'm coming up on a follower milestone! The fact that these stories garnered any attention at all still tickles me to this day, and every comment, kind word and reblog is so appreciated. I'm so happy you all are here, and I send all my love to every single one of you.

So it stands to reason that we should celebrate soon! I have no idea what I'm going to do for it (whoops I'm still finishing up asks from my last follower milestone) but once I do we'll party it up.

One cool thing that is in final touches and will DEFINITELY be coming soon is a new bit to my blog called Prolix Fic Recs! I rec and reblog a ton of content, but I'm shit at keeping track of it beyond living in my blog's archives. So coming soon will be a better tagging system and a new masterlist of reblogged fics, all-time fav writers, and fun shoutouts to the people who make being on this site all the more enjoyable. Stay tuned for that in the coming weeks!

Sorry if I'm a broken record, but thank you all again for being the lovely, wonderful, caring, kind people you are and allowing me to share my stories. To many, many, MANY more!

#blog update #look at all these updates #love you all too the moon and back #and let's keep having fun for another year!

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feliciadraws · 1 day

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I think friend anniversaries should be a thing, a ‘Friend-iversary’ if you will, because friendships are just as special as romantic relationships and the day that you met your best friend or friends is a day that made a mark on your life forever so it should be celebrated because friends are a wonderful, special thing to have and I love my friends and if friend anniversaries aren’t already a thing, which they likely are, then they should be

#my brainpoops #on friendship #friend posting #lately I’ve had a greater appreciation for friends and friendship than ever #because friendship and friends really are a beautiful thing to have #thank you God for the wonderful awesome people I get to call my friends

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bipanicoverthegravessiblings · 3 months

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You've said before that Gashley stuff is mostly based in the Decay Route and have talked about trans girl Andi.

How would Andi accepting she's a girl and Gabe being the nice, supportive guy he is change things?

Is there any universe where they're friends? 🥹

This is a good time to mention that most of the wholesome Gashley content with Julia and (some) Trans girl Andrew/Andrea content is set in the Burial Route

All the wholesome stuff goes there and Gabriel lives past 21! Hurray! (going to do designs of that soon)

Decay Route, Transdrew is heavily implied. It's all but flat out said that he's trans/going through transitioning

I have though a lot about Gabriel and Andrew's friendship within the Burial Route though- Gabe basically being the support to Andrew he wished he had growing up. He doesn't outright say "You're trans", cause he wants Andrew to come to that realization on his own and when he's ready. So it's a lot of little things like

"Wow! You know, longer hair really suits you."; "I saw you admiring that blouse so I thought I'd surprise you! Happy 3-month-roommate-iversary!"; "Hmmm, can't say I ever felt 'right' as a girl I guess. Why do you ask?"

It took him so much willpower to not be like "FINALLY" When Andrew properly talked to him about it

#Gabriel sobbing into Ashley's chest: Your sister is so deep in the closet I fear she's found Narnia #Ashley petting him: You get used to the repression #the coffin of andy and leyley #andrew graves #tcoaal #gabriel emmanuel #transfemme andrew #transdrew #Burial route they're more openly bros #Decay route it's very one sided. Gabriel sees Andrew as a friend and Andrew feels terrible lying to him #Burial!Route

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noona-clock · 1 year

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The Flight Attendant - Part 4

Genre: Flight Attendant!AU

Pairing: Yunhyeong x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 1,968

One Year Later

If Yunhyeong hadn't brought it up during your text conversation this morning, you would have completely forgotten it had been a whole year since you'd started your job as a flight attendant.

But Yunhyeong, being the incredibly thoughtful and considerate person he was, had brought it up. He'd actually remembered the exact date of your first meeting and had told you it was a cause for celebration.

It had been several months since you'd felt that pang of romantic disappointment in your heart... but there it was again. It was hardly noticeable at this point -- thrumming ever so slightly and trying to hide in the deepest corner of your chest, but you were familiar enough with the feeling to recognize it instantly. And Yunhyeong remembering the day the two of you had met was, apparently, enough to trigger it.

To be fair, you couldn't remember the last time one of your friends brought up the fact it was your friend-iversary. And certainly, none of your male friends ever had. One of your closest male friends, Jae, barely ever remembered your birthday. So, the fact that Yunhyeong knew the exact day you had first met was actually a pretty big deal.

If you weren't absolutely, positively sure that Yunhyeong only had friendly feelings for you... his text this morning would make you think otherwise.

But, like I said, it had been several months since you'd wished that were true. You had basically given up on ever becoming more than friends and co-workers -- and that was fine!

Fine!

Totally and utterly, positively, completely fine.

That's what you told yourself, at least, as you typed out a text to him.

I can't believe it's been a whole year 😲

After pressing 'send' on your reply, you closed the lid of your just-barely-full suitcase and zipped it up expertly.

After all, it had been a whole year since you'd been flying all over the country. You were an expert by now! And your flight was leaving in just two hours -- something that would have absolutely terrified you a year ago. But now you could pack, get to the airport, and get onto the plane in an hour and a half, tops.

You were rather impressed with yourself if you were being honest.

When the taxi arrived in front of your apartment building, you quickly slipped into your uniform heels and grabbed the handle of your bag. You waited until you'd slid into the backseat of the car before sliding your phone out of your pocket, a smile coming to your lips when you saw another message from Yunhyeong.

I may have a present for you.

OMG you do not. It's not that big a deal, I don't need a present!

...Well, too late.

YUNHYEONG

...what is it?

You'll get it soon! See ya!!!

You pressed your lips together, keeping in a soft chuckle of amusement so the taxi driver wouldn't get distracted from the road.

You also tamped down a flutter in your heart and stomach so you wouldn't get distracted from... everything. Your upcoming flight, your friendship, acting like a fairly average person and not someone who was stupidly in love with their best work friend.

But then another text message interrupted you, and your insides snuck in about three flutters as you clicked on the notification.

Actually, tell me when you get to the airport. And don't go anywhere until you hear back from me.

Immediately, your forehead wrinkled with slight confusion.

...why

Yunhyeong wasn't really one for surprises -- at least not during the year that you'd known him. He frequently did things for you and even bought small souvenirs for you when he flew to fun places, but they were never a surprise. He always texted you Hey, I made dumpling stew, come over and have some or I saw this pen with your favorite animal character on it so I got it for you.

So, for him to be this covert about something just seemed kind of odd.

I wish I could tell you, but that would absolutely ruin the surprise. And it's a good one, I promise.

I mean... you really had no choice but to trust him. He had never -- not once -- given you any reason not to.

So, trust him you did.

Okay... I will... even though this is very nerve-racking and unlike you...

He simply replied back with three innocent angel emojis, and one corner of your lips quirked up in amusement as you slid your phone back in your bag.

As with any other kind of surprise, you tried to keep your mind off of it for the remainder of the taxi ride.

The soft music on the radio, the passing scenery of the city, the other cars whizzing by you. You attempted to focus on one or more of those things... but the idea of a surprise from Yunhyeong was too novel and, frankly, tempting to not think about it.

And the fact that you were on your way to work? That piqued your curiosity even more. How could this surprise not interfere with your schedule?!

And why would he need to know when you arrived at the airport? Why would he not want you to go anywhere until you heard back from him?

Once you were only about five minutes from the airport, you finally admitted to yourself that you had no earthly clue what this surprise could be. You finally gave up.

The next five minutes were the tensest minutes you could recall in your recent history, and when, at long last, you texted Yunhyeong that you were here, you let out a huge sigh of relief.

He replied less than a minute later, while you still had his conversation open.

Come to Gate B16 and don't you dare look up to see which flight it is.

...Okay, things weren't any clearer.

Why was he telling you to come to a different gate? You'd been assigned to flight 9787 to Chicago, gate A9.

He wanted you to just... not get on that plane? Get on another plane?

You shook your head slightly and clicked on the button to call him rather than reply to him in a text.

"Just do it!" he chuckled as soon as he picked up.

"What is going on?!" you whined, your eyebrows knit together in distress.

"Y/N," Yunhyeong said confidently. "Just trust me. Gate B16. Come straight here."

He hung up before you could point out that he had said 'Come straight here' and not 'Go straight there' which implied that he was currently at gate B16.

...Interesting.

Well, there was nothing much more you could do, was there? After sliding your phone into your bag and letting out a deep, relenting sigh, you took hold of your suitcase handle and headed to the tram for concourse B.

In reality, it took less than ten minutes for you to wait for the tram, board the tram, ride the tram to concourse B, exit the tram, and walk down to gate B16.

But it absolutely did not feel like less than ten minutes! It felt more like ten hours, and your stomach was in anxious knots the entire time.

You walked down the concourse as quickly as you could without actually jogging, your eyes glued to the gate signs as you passed by.

B11... B12... B13... B14...

Looking up ahead, past gate B15, you squinted slightly to try and make out what was listed underneath B16, on the flight information screen.

And when you were able to read it clearly enough... you stopped in your tracks.

Because it said --

"Y/N!" Yunhyeong cheered, suddenly appearing in front of you and taking your suitcase. He also took your elbow gently and led you closer to the gate. "Don't worry, I got your schedule changed and everything worked out. I really wanted to tell you to pack more, but that would've given it away. But there will be plenty of opportunities to shop where we're going!"

"Paris?!" you wheezed, eyes wide as you stumbled along toward the boarding area. If Yunhyeong didn't have a grip on your elbow, you weren't sure you'd be able to move.

Yunhyeong squeezed your elbow a bit, and when you blearily glanced at him, you saw his lips pursed in the most adorable of smug grins.

"I knew that's been on the top of your list for a whole year, so I wanted to make it happen for you," he said.

And, honestly, you had no idea how to respond to that. For maybe the first time in your entire life, you were actually -- quite literally -- speechless.

It wasn't until you'd walked with Yunhyeong through the waiting area, down the connecting ramp, and into the plane that words finally came to you.

"...I --"

Okay, well, one word. And it was barely even a word.

"Are you okay?" Yunhyeong chuckled, finally releasing your arm so he could stow your suitcase up in the very last overhead compartment.

A deep exhale poured through your lips before you replied, "Yes, I just -- I don't know what to -- How? And -- and -- and why? Paris? How?"

"It was fairly easy, actually," he assured you as he hefted your bag up over his head. "I spoke with Liah about it two months ago and she went along with my Top Secret Plan."

So... your supervisor had known about this for two months?! And had put the Chicago flight on your schedule fully aware that you would actually be going to Paris?!

Now you really had to hear his answer for your second question.

"But why?" you asked, the fact that you were utterly dumbfounded still very apparent in your voice.

Yunhyeong closed the overhead compartment and stood up straight, reaching out to put his hands on your shoulders.

Of course, your stomach flipped over, and when he smiled at you it flipped over two more times.

"Because you're my friend!" he told you with a soft laugh, a laugh that clearly stated this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yes, but -- but -- Paris! I thought you would make my favorite noodles and pack them in a lunch for me!" And, really, the only reason you thought that was because he'd done it before!

But this was on a whole other level!

Yunhyeong just laughed again, shaking his head slightly as he squeezed your shoulders. "Y/N, you are a flight attendant. You will go to Paris again, more than once."

"Well, yeah, when you put it like that it doesn't sound like a big deal," you sputtered.

"No, no, no, no," he tutted. "It is a big deal, but only because you've wanted to go and now you finally are. And I will take you everywhere, to all of the good places, I promise."

If you continued to be all flabbergasted about this, you would probably just feel silly. Plus, you were fairly certain passengers would start boarding within the next half hour, so you had to get started on your pre-flight duties.

So, you simply let out another sigh, briefly reached up to cover Yunhyeong's hands with yours, and said, "All right, let's do this. Thank you. I can't even begin to express how grateful I am, this is the best present ever."

Yunhyeong's lips spread into a full-on grin, and somehow, you had forgotten just how cute he is when he smiles.

Then, he let go of your shoulders, turned around, and headed back to help unload all of the meals for the flight. When you turned around, you saw three more flight attendants enter the aircraft, so...

It was time to go to Paris, I guess!

Part 5

#yunhyeong scenarios #yunhyeong imagines #yunhyeong fanfic #yunhyeong au #yunhyeong fluff #ikon scenarios #ikon imagines #ikon fanfic #ikon au #ikon fluff #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fanfic #kpop au #kpop fluff #yunhyeong #song yunhyeong #ikon #kpop

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up-to-some-good · 1 year

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It's been a while and a half since I posted. So for @jilymicrofics March 22 - Album

22 March 1977

Deep breaths. In for 5, hold for 5, out for 5.

As he made his way to the common room with the package, James tried to remember what Remus had taught him about controlling his breathing. His heart was racing as he tried to remember what Sirius had said that morning as he wrapped the gift. It was a good idea, a sweet gesture. It wasn't creepy or weird. He was allowed to celebrate a year of friendship, especially after 5 years of bitterness.

One year ago today, Lily Evans had sat next to him in the Gryffindor common room and started a conversation. She'd lost her closest friend and was trying to start over. James had apologised for his past behaviour and promised to do better. They tried again. They found common ground. They became friends. It was worth celebrating.

He took one more deep breath before entering the common room, brushing his hair back as he stepped over the threshold. Lily was perched in her usual spot on the window seat, caught up in a novel James had recommended. Her hair was pinned back haphazardly with a muggle pencil, probably stolen from Sirius's sketching supplies, and she was sipping what had to be a cold cup of tea, based on her wince when the liquid hit her tongue.

James made his way over to her and sat leaning against the windowsill on the opposite side of the seat. She offered him a small smile, finishing and marking her page before giving him her full attention.

"I got you something," he blurted out. "It's a bit silly, and it's small, but we've been friends for a whole year and I wanted to celebrate. Our anniversary, as friends, that is. Our friend-iversary. Or something less dumb-sounding."

Before he could ramble any more, he handed her the present. She laughed a little as she took the poorly wrapped parcel and began to unwrap it, gently slicing the tape with her nails and making sure not to rip the paper.

"Thank you, James," she responded. "That's very sweet and I feel bad for not getting you anything. I'll make sure to remember our next friend-iversary."

She pulled out the album and started to page through the photos. James had managed to get photos from the past year, along with a few other mementos, and arranged them in chronological order to track their moments over the past year. There was a photo of the two of them that Remus had taken, asleep on their textbooks in the library after studying late into the night, ink staining their hands and faces. He'd gotten a few photos from their campfire that summer, Lily singing along to Sirius's guitar and scolding James for lighting marshmallows on fire. He'd even kept a few pieces of orange confetti from their prank at Halloween, pasted next to a copy of the detention slip McGonagall had handed them for making the glasses of pumpkin juice explode into confetti.

Lily closed the final page before looking up at him. Her eyes were slightly glossy, but she was smiling widely and her cheeks were slightly red. She leaned towards him and pressed a kiss to his cheek, her fingertips just barely touching his chin.

"It's beautiful, James," she whispered. "Thank you."

#jily microfic #jily fluff #james potter #lily evans #first comes friendship #then love #but james is a simp throughout #album

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angeloftheodd · 6 months

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Candylicious + Alt Grrrl = Friendship Goals 🍭🖤⭐

Candylicious: You said we were friends? Alt Grrrl: Yeah, yeah. Like you didn't already know that.

L.O.L. Surprise! House of Surprises (2022) 🏠🎊

Season 2: Episode 8: Happy House-iversary! 🥳🎉

#lol surprise #house of surprises #lol surprise! house of surprises #candylicious #alt grrrl #friendship goals #dolls #dollblr #dolls of tumblr #dollette #dollcore #fashion #cute fashion #fashion dolls #doll community #cute aesthetic #girl power #so cute

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orcelito · 2 years

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ok at the request of TWO people i am posting a screenshot of my document planning for discacc chapter 41, under a readmore in case ppl dont wanna b spoiled i guess lol. ur welcome

some of these r pretty expected. the sojiro convo is the one that i was like ‘hmm what if i DID insert something there actually’. furthering my futago siblings agenda. beginning my yusuke & goro friendship agenda. got The Talk which i will leave as vague as it is here. i know what this refers to lol.

and friend-iversary! which according to my plans is gonna b a doozey. ive had this scene in the works since uhhh well chapter 35 at Least in terms of the actual content of it but ive been planning it vaguely since the beginning bc like. come on. if i set a date in the fic it’s gonna be honored. yes i have plans for mamakechi’s death too lmfao

Yeah

#speculation nation #discacc shit #yes this is about what my planning ends up being. frequently even less than this.#idk i got scene ideas floating in my head and at the start of each chapter i lay down what exactly i want to happen #and idk. im generally good at remembering things. i wouldnt even need This level of planning #but i wanted the scene placeholders so i can jump around if i want to #since im tempted to write some of the later scenes first. it'll make it easier if i just have spots ready for them.

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haruwrites21 · 7 months

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A Decade of Memories: 10 Remarkable Anniversary Wishes for a Long-lasting Friendship

Ten years of friendship is a remarkable milestone to be celebrated with love and warmth. A decade of memories, growth, andinsights creates a strong bond that transcends time. In this article, we'll explore 10 heartfelt anniversary wishes for friends that have lasted an entire decade - a testament to their resilience and depth.

1. A Friendship Blooming for a Decade

"Happy 10th anniversary as friends! As we celebrate a decade of growing together, our shared memories sparkle like the flowers of our thriving friendship. To many more blossoming years!"

2. Waves of Time

"For ten years, we've ridden the waves of life together; navigating the highs and lows, our friendship has remained consistent and strong. Here's to another decade of vivid memories that time can't wash away."

3. The Unwavering Pillar

"Ten years of steadfast friendship have passed, and you have been my rock through all the challenges and delights that life has offered. Thank you for being there—here's to many more decades of unwavering support."

4. Time Travelers

"As we celebrate our 10-year friendship anniversary, I can't help but feel grateful for our time-bending journey. From our younger days to the present, our bond has flourished. Cheers to the time travelers we have become!"

5. A Decade of Laughter

"Ten years of friendship, and I still can't imagine a life without your laughter ringing in my ears. Happy anniversary, dear friend! May our bond continue to be an endless source of joy and happiness."

6. Growing Together

"Congratulations on our 10-year friend-iversary! It's amazing how time has flown by, and we've managed to grow and evolve together. Here's to another decade of shared experiences and profound growth."

7. The Sacred Thread

"Ten years ago, life gifted me with a precious thread called friendship, connecting our hearts and minds. With every passing year, this sacred bond has grown stronger. Happy anniversary, dear friend! May our hearts remain forever intertwined."

8. Treasure of Time

"Through a decade of memories, laughter, and tears, we have discovered an irreplaceable treasure—our friendship. As we celebrate our 10th anniversary, let's cherish the gems of the past and look forward to the riches yet to come."

9. Shooting Stars

"In a decade filled with shooting stars, our friendship has outshone them all. Happy 10th anniversary! Together, let's continue to sparkle in the night sky, creating magical experiences along the way."

10. A Living Masterpiece

"Ten years of friendship, and we have painted the canvas of our lives with vibrant colors and unforgettable brushstrokes. Cheers to our living masterpiece, a friendship timeless and true."

These anniversary wishes allow you to reminisce over the milestones and memories you and your friend have shared over the past decade. Each message is crafted with love, designed to celebrate the incredible journey you have embarked on together.

Long-lasting friendships are indeed one of life's most precious gifts, and they deserve to be celebrated with warmth and affection. By sharing these remarkable anniversary wishes with the friends who have held you steady for the past ten years, you'll fortify those bonds for decades to come. So, let your most cherished friends know just how much you appreciate their unwavering support through the years, and watch your friendships flourish.

#wishes #anniversary #friends

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funbonded · 1 year

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2022 is ending ! ( The Meme ):

I just wanted to stop by and say your interpretation of Funtime Fred is amazing ! ( I hope 2023 is good to you and all your RP partners. )

. thank you, lovely, this year will mark mine & Funfred's 3 year Muse-iversary! I am very comfy on my blog & I adore all of you have a great New Year ! I'm thankful for all the support and friendships I have here.

#✗ 𝐆𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 . 𝐨𝐨𝐜 #𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖗 . 𝖒𝖚𝖓

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chronicallymeforever · 2 years

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One Month "Port-iversary"

Today I celebrate my one month “port-iversary,” a milestone I am both happy to reach and hesitant to celebrate. This last month has been nothing short of living hell. Physically the first couple of weeks were tough and mentally it has been difficult all along. Although I am nothing short of relieved to have the IV access that I so desperately needed. This has been no walk in the park. Regardless, today I can truthfully say I am grateful for this challenging yet life changing medical intervention. One that I would have never been given without the help of my medical team and fierces advocate, my mother.

In hopes of one day looking back on this experience and in unity with others who might be actively undergoing a port-placement, have in the past, or might do so in the future I share some of the most promoniate memories, good and bad, of my first month with my new lifeline.

I am so incredibly appreciative of my amazing surgical team. My surgeon was able to place my port on my left side which was a blessing in itself. He had a great self-confidence which allowed me to place all the faith in the world in him, which in return made my anxiety far less. When I first was scheduled and told that my original surgeon wouldn’t be available I felt as though that was a sign to not go through with the placement. Now that all is said and done I believe that God had a greater, better plan in mind. I give thanks that things worked out exactly as they did. I also could never forget the kindness shown to me by my anesthesiologist. He had a great way of making me feel comfortable and safe, one of those instant patient/physician connections and exactly what I needed before heading into the OR.

My mother has selflessly given up hours upon hours to wash-sheets, wipe tears, and clean…and re-clean nearly all of our house daily in order to make this experience less daunting to me. She has always been my rock but throughout this month I learned that I truthfully couldn’t live this life without her. She is a living breathing angel on Earth and I am so loved by her. I am so lucky to get to walk alongside her through this experience and life in general.

Friendships change continually. Even more so when you live with multiple chronic illnesses. This surgery particularly has left me feeling extremely isolated and lonely. Although I had the gumption to reach out to friends in the early weeks, that has become more difficult as time moves forward. I have had honest conversation after honest conversation with friends about how I am feeling and how I would appreciate their friendship during this difficult time but somehow my attempts seem to be misunderstood or completely fallen on deaf ears. Regardless I hope this next month brings me more social opportunities and a chance to gain some normalcy back. It’s hard enough to go through port placement, it feels even harder to do it alone.

I’ve lacked the patiences I often lean on with both myself and others throughout this entire experience. Unintentionally I have lashed out on my family multiple times. This could stem from the pain during the first week or so, or just the deep depression and overall dissatisfaction I have felt throughout the month. Either way I hope this next month allows me to regulate my emotions better. I am going to focus on both my faith and routine to get me through these trying times. I also hope that the people around me can see that I am actively trying to be better and adjust to my new normal.

Not being able to hold my dogs, engage in water activities, or lift things has been hard. Especially because I like to operate independently. For the first bit and even now I feel as though my biggest outlets were taken away from me. I was left with this hole in my chest, no friends, and no true ways to express my emotions. Moving forward, restrictions will lessen more and more. I pray this helps me easier create a new reality with my body, mind, and spirit.

I’ve always been a really religious person. Although I might not attend church regularly, I pray, or better yet prayed nightly. Leading up to surgery and even now I have struggled with praying nightly. This was very upsetting because I felt as though God would be angry or upset that I wasn’t showing constant thanks and praise for the many, many blessings I receive daily. I have tried to focus on little moments of gratitude daily which isn’t the same but it’s a start. “How can we come to know that God lives unless we struggle enough to need His blessings, tender mercies, and miracles,” I first read that as I followed a fellow health warrior's journey, and I have thought about it nearly daily since. I hope this next month allows me to see and feel tender mercies daily.

All of my infusion nurses have been outstanding. They have normalized this experience for me and for that I am forever grateful. As a group they have made me feel loved and supported in the best ways possible and at times have been the friends I desperately needed. From explaining what to watch for to saying how great my port sight looks they have made this so much easier. Grateful doesn’t even begin to explain how I feel towards all of them.

Lastly, I am grateful to have a supportive family. My father has worked hard to make my health less of a financial burden on my family. While nothing can take away the physical pain of surgery or the emotional pain of having a port placed at 21 years old, I can say being able to not be worried financially is a huge blessing. I hope that he knows just how much I appreciate his contributions. Additionally I feel blessed to have a sister who understands why I unfairly need more attention than her at times. I know it can’t be easy to watch your sister come first, time and time again, even if it's for things such as health. Without her selfless attitude and ability to understand why our family dynamic works the way it does my life would be more difficult than it already is for everyone involved. I love all of my family dearly and am forever thankful for all they’ve sacrificed for me.

And that’s month one. Today I give thanks for surviving this time in my life and look forward to the future. A day full of baking, school-work, deep thoughts, and celebrations of little moments that have brought me here May each day be one day closer to medical freedom and health.

#chronic illness #spoonie #grow through what you go through #sick

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itmackenziebrynnrapyo · 2 years

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Another Half-My-Life-Iversary, But Not Like The Other One, Soz

CW: mentions of death, death of a minor, death of a childhood friend, grief, depression, anxiety, suicidal ideation, attempted suicide, bullying/friendship breakup, unconfirmed suspected medical malpractice, dark humor right out the gate, discussion of bodily trauma, trauma resulting from a motor vehicle incident, reference to a motor vehicle collision, implied/referenced homophobia,…

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bitchmilsky · 4 years

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#i just #i dont even know theres a lot of things going on #i havent talked to my friend all day n its our friendship-iversary #and my other friend is mad at me and idek why #and we were so fucking close to winning the championship and we didnt #and i just #i need a goddamn hug #p

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iridescentides · 3 years

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GIF MAKER POSITIVITY MEME (#gmpmeme2021)

hey all! in celebration of my two year gif-iversary, i decided to bring back the most popular piece of last year’s celebration! the Gif Maker Positivity Meme part 2: Electric Boogaloo will officially take place this year from May 24th to May 30th!!! please reblog this post to spread the word.

this is a one-week gif challenge meant to inspire gif makers to experiment, grow, and get outside of their comfort zones. each day of the week features a new prompt designed to get you thinking creatively! i encourage you all to have fun with this, gif things that you’re excited about, and support each other! remember to tag all of your gifsets with #gmpmeme2021, and track the tag to find and reblog other people’s creations!

if you aren’t able to participate during the official week (or if you missed it), don’t worry! you are free to do the prompts whenever! you can do them in order, skip some, add some, or mix it up if you want! let’s get creative!

LIST OF PROMPTS UNDER THE CUT

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GIF MAKER POSITIVITY MEME 2021 PROMPTS:

day 1: check it out

post a gifset for a fandom that you want more people to get into! (May 24th)

day 2: friendship

post a gifset as a surprise gift for someone else! (May 25th)

day 3: one piece

post a gif “set” with only one gif in it! (May 26th)

day 4: personality quiz

take this mini quiz, then make a gifset based on your results! (May 27th)

day 5: style swap

take inspiration from another creator! make a gifset in the style of a gif maker you admire! and remember to tag them in your caption! (May 28th)

day 6: ootd

make a gifset using the colors, textures, or patterns of the outfit you wear the most! (May 29th)

day 7: experiment

post a creative gifset that you had fun making! maybe try out a new layout, a technique you’ve learned recently, or combine effects in a way that you haven’t before! (May 30th)

posting a gifset each day of the week can be challenging, so i recommend starting early on these prompts if you can. i can’t wait to see your creations! happy giffing everyone!

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special thank you to Rex @xcaptain-winghead for coming up with the one piece prompt!

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gallifreyanwriter · 3 years

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Don't you know that I love you? Don't you know that I adore you?

Happy September 18th.

“Hello, Dean.”

Dean awoke with a start, sleepy and nap-disoriented, and groaned at the sight of his husband.

“You’ve been sleeping too long,” Cas said, matter-of-factly, “You’ll miss dinner.”

Dean blearily felt for his glasses, putting them to his face after a couple tries, and squinting at the bedside clock.

“Ohh, shit, have I really slept past seven?” he asked, with a yawn, “God damn it, insomnia’s a bitch-”

“The sun has gone down,” Cas interrupted loudly, fiddling with his hands, “It’s...it’s officially the night we met.”

That gave Dean pause.

Cas turned heel and walked, rather briskly, out of the room.

Dean chuckled. As a human, Cas could no longer whisk himself away from awkward conversations in a rush of wings. This was his usual substitute.

“Cas, Cas, come back, c’mere, c’mere,” Dean called, beckoning with a hand.

Cas hesitated, right outside the doorway, and looked back.

“Would you uh…” Dean said, words still unable to roll off his tongue without effort, “L-lay with me?”

Cas visibly softened.

“Of course,” he said, crossing to the other side of the bed.

The mattress creaked with Cas’ weight, shifting around as he did, before he settled in with a sigh and threw an arm over Dean’s chest.

Cas pressed his forehead against the nape of Dean’s neck. Dean leaned back to give him some pressure.

“You must think it silly of me, to pay attention to dates like this," Cas mumbled, the words a warm breath down Dean’s upper back, “Generally it is accepted for a couple to have a single anniversary.”

“Cas, buddy,” Dean said, turning over with some difficulty under the covers, “I think it's adorable."

He reached out and clapped a hand on Cas’ cheek, stroking the newest wrinkles that had formed near the eyes, gently touching the slightly overgrown hair. There was a streak of silver forming, just at Cas’ temple, and Dean really shouldn’t find that prospect as exciting (or hot) as he did.

“Plus, the night we finally met was pretty unforgettable,” he continued, voice more hushed inside the bubble of their attention toward each other, “Guns blazing, sparks flying, you knocked Bobby RIGHT the fuck out-”

“No,” Cas said, uncomfortably, “That was not...the night we met for the first time.”

Dean couldn’t help a small gasp sneaking out of him as he comprehended what Cas was getting at.

“This is my get-outta-hell-iversary?” Dean asked, breath hitching just slightly.

Cas nodded, sliding his cheek along the sheet.

Dean blew out a breath. “Whew. That feels...well it feels weird.”

Unconsciously, his hand found Cas’.

“What was our real first meeting like?” Dean asked, lacing their fingers together.

Cas was quiet for a long while, fingers moving along Dean's skin.

"The metaphysical experience was indescribable," he finally murmured, "In any human language. But suffice to say, you left a mark on me, more significant than I you."

Dean sighed, leaning against the pillow. “I wish I remembered that,” Dean mumbled.

“I’m glad you don’t,” Cas said, pressing a kiss to his temple, his jaw, his chin, “Your soul, it was...tortured. Frightened. Hellish. It was like a feral animal.”

Cas sighed. “But still beautiful. Still you.”

Dean racked his brain, relieved to find no hidden memory resurfacing.

“O-okay then,” Dean said, grounding himself back into the moment with a squeeze to Cas’ palm, “I’ll...I’ll take your word for it.”

Cas hummed, and went back to kissing him. The forehead. The cheek. The neck.

"H-how long's it been?" Dean asked, closing his eyes from the pleasure.

Thirteen years," Cas said.

Dean let out a short exhale, and pushed his forehead into Cas' shoulder. "Whew. Our friendship could be a teenager.”

Cas pressed a kiss into his hair. “Yes, if you would like to think of it that way.”

They laid together, just breathing in each other’s space, legs and fingers tangled up in each other.

“It’s just weird, man,” Dean finally croaked out into the silence, letting go of Cas’ hand to grip a firm hand on his waist, “And now...now we’re here.”

“Now we’re here,” Cas nodded. He used his freed hand to run his hand through Dean’s hair, as if he couldn’t bear not to feel him under his fingertips.

“I can see why it’s important to you,” Dean mumbled, leaning into the hand scratching at his scalp, “And if it’s important to you, it’s important to me. If you wanna celebrate, you can be damn sure we’ll celebrate. All of ‘em.”

Cas smiled, small at first, but then treating Dean to a full view of those pearly whites, happiness bubbling out of him in the dark of their room, their bed, their life.

“I love you,” Cas said, the intensity of it washing over him just as overwhelmingly as the very first time.

Dean took a moment to take it in, eyes closed, letting it settle and rest in the center of his chest.

“I love you too,” Dean said back, leaning in to kiss Cas on the lips.

#spn #destiel #please listen to The Penny Song by Stephan Nance this is the vibe i want #also thats the song where the title comes from

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