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theraccoonslair · 2 months
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Ok uhm, they say to do it even if you're scared....so here I am! And I am terrified XD
But after giving it a lot of thoughts, I've decided that fuck it, let's try this: I'M OPENING FOR REQUESTS! \o/
Take this as a 'drive test' more than anything: I'm still not 100% sure I can do this, but wanted to give it a try. I want to challenge my skills as a writer and, more than anything, I want to see if/how good I am at characterisation, which is the thing I am most afraid of getting wrong.
So, without further ado, here is the link to my request rules and some more info: - I'll accept FIVE requests for now. After these five and depending on how they go, I'll decide whether to do this seriously or not. - You can send any idea you have or you can send prompts you find around (in the latter case, please send me the original source so I can check it and properly credit!). - I'll take the right to decline any requests that don't follow rules or I'm unable to write. Again, please remember this is basically a test for me to asses what I can and can't do. Nothing personal, it's just that I would hate to force myself and deliver something half cooked that will not satisfy your request. - I'll try my best, but I can't promise I'll write them in order: sometimes inspiration hits me in the face with a bat, some other times I have to squeeze myself like an almost-finished toothpaste tube. Please bare with me T_T -Also, talking about inspiration: the form of the texts will be a russian roulette XD meaning it could be headcanons, a little scenarios, drabbles, ficlets, etc.
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Why I Am Not Coming In To Work Today [abridged], Jess Zimmerman
part one | part two
#me when everybody is posting the maple leafs sad narratives and i am furiously generating this like HOLD ONNNN HOLD ONNNNNNN#honestly i could've been SOOOO MEAN about this because i saw this poem & alexandra got the preview on the poetry blog#where i just reblogged the first half of this poem point blank with the tags#kyle dubas#toronto maple leafs#& got yelled at aksdaksf & it literally only didn't go on this blog bc i usually write more & then it was percolating & i looked up the poe#& it was only the FIRST PART i'd reblogged i didn't know there was more & then brain immediately went brrrrr ok time for an edit.#this is a long one lol & i also have no idea if it makes sense to anybody but me but because y'all know me i will always overexplain so!!#my reasoning for the reasons obvi kyle. that's a given i hope he's doing well i hope he & his family r good but man is not coming in to wor#the second edit took me a stupid amount of time bc i am nitpicky but also i learned how to do the layers & transparency from the claude edi#that actually y'all don't know about lmao but i lost my mind when i saw how perfectly those pictures align i was scrolling getty & was like#ok december i'm gonna do a headline one (in my brain with the november/june quote about choosing to die again) w/ maple leafs playoff odds#how they say at winter break you know who's gonna be in the playoffs & who'll win & they thought they had a shot but it's mitchie overlaid#the 2003-04 team who'd last won a playoff round with the atlantic division stats from dec for 22-23 & how long it's been & dec headlines#i wanted breakup/recent/never loved to be a recent trade acquisition somebody who bounced around & somebody else so i almost had simmer#brodie & zar but then i wanted to make murray for breakup at any time &i forgot zar & him were on the pens together &it hit me like a truc#bc there's a photo of the two of them EXACTLY the same so close it's scary of this one but them as pens so they had to be it & i did always#know never loved again was mitchie. sorry. also mitchie in the penalty box the last game but i couldn't find footage of it & this one works#no i could not find a photo of tyler bertuzzi fighting a leaf for a dog looked at me yes i tried.#i almost made the bunting photo jt but instead it's 'bunting a rat etc' anyway the one i really feel unhinged about is dead pets bc at firs#i was gonna make it the handshake line & look to see if the leafs had drafted anybody on the panthers (dead pet former draft pick)#& they had & it was carter verhaeghe & i couldn't get a good pic of matthews & verhaeghe but it's fine bc i thought about the mo/luke schen#narrative (in which they are a perfect d pair long lost) & schenn was drafted by the leafs & that line fits jut trust me. also how i feel#about the kniesy luminous line that one possessed me it had to be kniesy idk why. i almost put gussy as girls are too pretty though ALSO#did u like my joke. daylight SAVINGS time on the goalie. thank u. also my photo magic on the jt (me very poorly editing in him as an isle)#OK ALSO HOLD ONNNNN there is a part two but i have to wait for the Content i want it will come out as soon as [redacted] or sooner#if i get bad at waiting &everyone will pretend like it is always the way it will be once i have the photos i want. speaking of did the leaf#simply not take a team photo this year?? it Does Not Exist for me i have tried very hard to look for it also i'm excited for part 2#one of them is named oh you're so unhinged for this one & the finished product is you're unhinged in ways you didn't even know u were sorry#liv in the replies
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yappacadaver · 5 months
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and it's like despite all the awful shit he's done and continues to do, like, i get it. he's employed like 24/7/365. he never got to live a life, despite spending a childhood clinging to the hope of having one someday. He knew companionship and love but lost it and can't ever get it back. His circumstances are so anomalous and gruesome that it completely isolates him from pretty much every other human being on the planet. he knows hell is real and he is basically guaranteed to go there if he can't break this demon curse thing.
like it doesn't make the kidnapping and spreading the curse around any better, but i do get it.
#like personally i don't blame him for the actual murders#and it's hard to blame him for hiring people without telling them because like lol.#anyone who's like 'oh he should just tell ppl about the demons' like what are you onnnnnn if you went to a job interview with a creepy old#guy and he started talking about demons and hauntings and shit you would think you're being pranked or that he's lost his damn mind#and fuck offffff with the 'ohhh not me im a quirky bean i'd love to take a job if the interview was like that' like sure. ok. maybe YOU wou#but what are the odds that milford in 1998 coming off the satanic panic has a thousand yous running around waiting to be hired#like i honestly dont have any suggestions for how he could have handled the hiring situation any better#now the actual JOB i have plenty of feedback#like yea he should be there to train your ass against the demons lol we got more hands-on guidance for the embalming (the non deadly part)#but like the whole 'raymond is evil cause he kills possessed ppl and hires people without telling them abt demons'#do you think that old man can run the whole mortuary by himself and also have time to teach classes#until he inevitably dies from either stress or the demons and is sent to hell (which he knows is real)?#it's my understanding that by having others around who can help him fight the demons he'll have the spare time to figure out how to#break out of the demon curse or break possession or literally any useful information that could treat the disease and not the symptoms#he is running out of time!!! he is only getting older and the demons are only getting more frequent and someday he won't be fit enough#to properly banish them!!! if you even care!!!!!!!!!#fucking tag essay lmao#mr delver i wont u...
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barkingangelbaby · 3 months
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dude...
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khytal · 10 months
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.......i may have forgotten to split the last option of that poll into “idk what it is (younger than 18)” and “idk what it is (older than 18)”
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donuts4evry1 · 1 year
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Fo my friends who are children of Asian Immigrants born outside of that country:
I have a lot of Asian friends but they all only have one name as far as I know. However, children born in the third generation of my family have both an English name and Viet name (We're Canadian/US).
I'm just curious to see how widespread this practice is 🤔...
Bonus: Put your country of birth and what generation you're in in the tags :)!
I want to know for sure that this is not just something that happens in English speaking countries... Also I just wanna know if this is a generational thing or if my family just does something funny
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daz4i · 2 years
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if i may complain for a bit about something that doesn't actually matter and can be easily avoided. god i hate fics that baby-fy chuuya
#yeah yeah i know just don't read them w/e. there's no tags to avoid these unfortunately 😐#it kinda feels like a fanon of fanon. it's so far removed from his canon self even if some core elements are there.#why write him like a 15 y/o even as an adult. and the thing is. even when he was 15 in canon he wasn't this childish. c'mon.#a lot of the most popular skk fics have him characterized like this and man I'm tired. look how they massacred my boy.#ok complaining session over. i feel like i sound kinda mean. sorry abt that.#it doesn't actually matter that much just a bit frustrating when it keeps happening when you're already a couple hundred words into a fic#edit: i lied I'm not done complaining i gotta turn this into a rant bc ppl misunderstanding my favorite character online is a crime.#childish was the wrong word for me to use ig it's more like. innocent.#girl. bestie. he has been part of criminal organizations quite literally since he remembers himself.#he is not some sweet uwu baby who's a bit of a tsundere or w/e. he's got genuine reasons to be angry yknow. he's been through shit#and he's not innocent? he's in the fucking mafia lol we literally see him kill like 20 people in 5 minutes at 15 y/o.#he's not naive either???? he may not be dazai levels of smart but he's still capable of figuring things out himself????#like he did figure out rimbaud's thing by himself. he's not stupid or slow. he wouldn't be a mafia executive otherwise.#and that's also the reason he can't be naive like... he is in constant danger after all#and idk watering down all this^ for aus is boring and turning him into practically an oc but it's even worse in canonverse#or literally any au where he suffers the same amount as he does in canon. bc then what's your excuse for watering him down.#it feels like forcing him into this very clear cut mold you see in every media when he is literally. not that.#no one in bsd is honestly that's part of its charm imo. they all subvert your expectations of their character archetypes#i think this is why it's making me so angry bc it doesn't feel like just misunderstanding the character but also the whole story. in a way.#am i going too far? perhaps. i dunno. i do feel less Dirty after letting out this frustration tho.#complaining session is now officially over okay. yes. sorry. i don't mean to offend anyone sorry if i sound mean at any point.
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oops-ibrokereality · 2 years
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faithshouseofchaos · 5 months
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My nightmare of a cat — Max Verstappen x reader
Tagged— @moss-on-tmblr @toasttt11 @vivwritesfics @vellicora @venusisnothere @ashy-kit @astraeaworld @alwayzbeenale @a-casual-romantic @badassturtle13 @bblouifford @crashingwavesofeuphoria @charlesf1leclerc @faithm120701 @f1ln4dr3cl16mv33 @hollie911 @lollypop90907 @laura-naruto-fan1998 @purplephantomwolf (I know I’m forgetting someone I just don’t know who)
Loosely like very loosely based on @archiverstappen the cat sitter series which I love y’all should check it out if you haven’t already read it.
(I just don’t want a certain person to see this and accuse me of stealing I’m kinda paranoid lol 😭😭)
Your cat loved to cause trouble. He was always getting into something. And today was no different. You had accidentally left the balcony door open and your cat ran for it. You tried to get him before he jumped to your next-door neighbor's balcony. Cursing to yourself you climbed over your railing and jumped. It was a big jump but it wasn’t small either. Making it onto your neighbor's balcony you chased after your cat and unfortunately, your neighbor's balcony door was also open.
“Who are you?” A voice said from the corner of the living room.
You spun around to find the source of the voice. Standing in the corner of the living room was a tall man. He was surprised that you had burst into his home.
“I uh um I was just getting my cat he came in here” you explained
“Your cat?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. "You came into my apartment because of your cat?”
“Yes??”
He laughed. "Let me get this straight. You broke into my home because your cat got away from you?"
“That’s what I said isn’t it,” you said
He shook his head in disbelief. “You can’t just break into someone’s home because of a cat”
“Well in my defense I didn’t know you were home. You're normally not here you're always gone and besides I wasn’t going to do anything other than get my cat”
"You didn't think to knock? Ring the doorbell? Ask permission?"
“Honestly no I didn’t think about that,” you said scratching your head
"You didn't?" He raised an eyebrow. "And what did you plan on doing once you had collected your cat?"
“I was planning on leaving”
"I see. So you think you can just break into someone's home, run around, chase your cat, then just walk out?"
“Yes” you smiled
"That's not how things work." He said sternly. "People don't just come into other people's homes unannounced, cause chaos, and then just walk out like nothing happened."
“Ok then hold on,” you said setting your cat down and walking back out onto the balcony repeating the same process as before. Max watched standing there confused as you disappeared. A couple minutes later he heard a knock on the door and went to open it.
“Hello, you wouldn’t happen to see a cat run in here by any chance?” You asked Max like you just didn’t break into his apartment.
Max's first reaction was to just shut the door in your face. But he hesitated. There was something amusingly familiar about this whole situation. "Yes," he replied hesitantly. "There's a cat in my apartment."
“Good may I come inside to grab him”
"I suppose you may" he replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. He opened the door wider to let you in.
“Thank you”
You smiled at him. "No problem. I'll lead you to where the cat is." He said it sounded almost polite. His tone was warm and his eyes seemed to be assessing you more keenly than before. "Just follow me."
As Max led you towards the living room you took in your surroundings. His apartment was different from yours. The furniture was more modern, he had paintings on the walls and there was a faint scent of cologne filling the air.
The living room itself was tastefully decorated, the curtains were a creamy white color and were lightly blowing in the breeze from the open balcony door. The couch was a large charcoal grey leather couch and had pillows of the same color scattered all over it. On one wall there was a large plasma TV and a sound system.
You were slightly stunned by how different his apartment looked from your own. Compared to his, yours was cramped and cluttered. Your couch was frayed and was missing all its pillows in the middle. The walls and ceilings were plain and there was no artwork decorating them.
As Max walked towards the living room you couldn’t help but notice how tall he was. His shoulders were broad and his back was straight. He moved in a confident manner that was almost mesmerizing. You felt yourself watching him as he walked.
When you reached the living room Max pointed to the cat who was sitting underneath the coffee table on the carpet. “There he is,” Max said.
The cat was sitting staring at the floor, his tail twitched slightly at the sight of you. “Thank you,” you said as you walked over to the cat and picked him up.
“And I’m sorry for breaking in”
Max laughed quietly. "I accept your apology." He said in an amused tone. "But please don't do it again."
You laughed too, feeling slightly embarrassed but relieved that he wasn't too upset at you. "I won't," you promised. "I'm just glad I got my cat back. He can be quite a handful.
Max smiled at you. "I understand. Cats can often be little troublemakers." He said sympathetically.
"Mhm." You agreed. "That's very true, especially my cat. He's always getting into trouble."
"Do you mind if I ask what your cat's name is?" He asked curiously.
“Convict his name is Convict”
"Convict?" He said in amusement at the name. "What inspired that unusual name?"
"Well he never follows my rules, he only does what he wants. So I started calling him a convict because I felt like he was always doing something he was not supposed to. And it kind of just stuck."
Max laughed. He could imagine that the cat never followed any rules, he seemed quite mischievous. "I suppose the name does suit him." He said with a smile.
"So do you have a cat too?" You asked noticing the absence of any traces of feline mischief in his apartment.
"Yes. I have two cats as well." He replied in a slightly soft tone. "their names are Jimmy and Sassy” he replied
"They must be very good cats if you don't have to chase them around like me." You said jokingly.
Max smiled. "Yes they're very well behaved they always know what is right and wrong. They're very obedient.
You laughed quietly. "I bet you never have to spend hours trying to get them to stop causing trouble."
Max shook his head. "Not at all," he said in an amused tone. "The only trouble they cause is when they're waking me up early in the morning demanding food."
"Sounds like they've got you well-trained." You joked.
“Haha yeah, I guess they do.” He replied with a laugh. “I guess cats have a way of controlling your life.”
"Tell me about it," you said rolling your eyes slightly and chuckling in amusement. "Convict has me wrapped around his little paw."
“I bet he does,” Max said with a chuckle. “I’m sure he gets away with everything.”
“He does. It doesn’t seem like he has any rules at all. The other day he chewed a whole hole in my sofa because I didn’t give him a treat. I’m pretty sure he was just trying to punish me.” You said in disbelief.
"I can believe it," Max said as he laughed "Convict seems like a naughty cat." He hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Do you mind if ask you something?"
"Go ahead." You said eagerly. You were interested in what he was about to say.
"Are you always this brave?" Max asked curiously, his gaze slightly searching.
You were taken aback by his question. "Brave?" You repeated with a slightly puzzled look. "In what way?"
"You jumped into a stranger's home as if it was nothing." He pointed out. "I don’t know many people who could enter another’s home so casually."
"To be honest with you I wasn’t thinking." You shrugged. "The only thing on my mind was getting my cat back."
"Even so it was still quite a bold move," Max remarked. "You didn’t even consider the repercussions."
"I suppose I didn’t." You said slightly embarrassed, you hadn’t thought about the possibilities of what could’ve happened. "Maybe I was a bit stupid."
"Maybe," Max said with a playful tone. "You could’ve broken something or hurt yourself falling from that balcony."
"But you’re not hurt or anything are you?' He asked in a suddenly more serious tone.
You looked at him with a small smile. "No, I’m fine." You answered. "But you’re right, it was kind of stupid of me. I should think before acting next time.”
Max seemed relieved. "Good, I’m glad you’re okay." He said sincerely. "I would’ve hated to have you hurt."
You smiled at him. "Well thanks, I appreciate that." You said with a small nod. You couldn’t help but notice his friendly demeanor now that he'd gotten over the shock of you barging into his home.
Max smiled back at you. The two of you stood there in silence for a few seconds. The air was strangely heavy and your eyes locked with his. You couldn't help but admire how handsome he was. He had such a friendly, pleasant, and calming presence.
You found yourself lost in his deep blue eyes which had a slight spark of amusement in them. There was this intense connection between the two of you. You felt a strange and unexpected feeling in your stomach. It was as if your breath was momentarily frozen in your chest.
You felt your cheeks burning. This moment was so full of intensity and chemistry that it was hard to look away. You wanted to stare at him forever. You wanted time to stand still, to be able to just stay here and look into his eyes for eternity.
“I’m gonna get going it was nice meeting officially and thank you for not having me arrested”
You didn’t want this moment to end. You wanted him to ask you to stay, to ask you for your number.
He had made you feel like you were floating on air, you felt this strong desire and attraction for him. The way he looked at you made you feel like you were the only person in the world. You felt this magnetism pulling you towards him.
His comment threw you off. You didn't even realize how lost in thought you had become. But suddenly reality came crashing back as he broke the spell of the moment.
"Oh, er right. Yeah no problem, you're welcome."
"Uh-huh." You said slightly disappointed and embarrassed. You didn't want to leave. "Well, I should-." You tried to find an excuse to stay for a bit longer.
"Yes, you should," Max replied for you. Perhaps he could sense that you didn't want to leave.
He was still smiling at you and your eyes locked with his. It felt like you were caught in an endless stare.
"You should get going right?" Max filled in the blank. He also wanted you to stay longer, but it was obvious that he wasn't going to ask you himself. It would have been strange to ask you to stay when you had just broken into his apartment.
"Er yeah." You hesitated for a moment before finally turning to go. "I should- uh go back to my apartment and- um give my cat some treats or something." You blurted out in a quick rush. "It was nice meeting you."
"It was nice meeting you too," Max said with a hint of a smile playing at his lips. "Hope you have a good time with the cat.”
"Yeah, I hope so too." You replied with a small smile. "Well er take care, I'll see ya."
"Yeah, you too," Max said. He hesitated for a moment as if wanting to ask something. But he didn't. He simply smiled at you and nodded. "Later"
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weast-of-eden · 3 months
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I've been thinking about how I could contribute to the ACD/Granada Sherlock Holmes fandom for a while, seeing as I'm neither an artist, a writer, or anything actually useful lol. But then I realized something I myself always treasure are curated fic recs, which I could actually do! I've read probably like 25% of all the h/w ACD and Granada fics on ao3, so I compiled a short list for anyone who is just starting out with the fandom. Without further ado, may I present
Eden’s Top Picks for Beginning ACD/Granada Fics:
(edit: i made a second list here!!)
The Adventure of the Doctor's Heart by mistyzeo 12k | Rated E Summary: Holmes has observed much of Watson's habits and tastes over time, which is why it surprises him when his friend objects strangely to a folk song sung at the conclusion of a case. Disturbed by the Doctor's unexpected display of emotion, Holmes becomes determined to lift his spirits by any means necessary, with mixed results. Notes: obviously if you're going to read canonverse h/w, you are going to read mistyzeo. this one is just so good and angsty and features music (!!). it's got some steaminess but it also has wooing. basically it has everything you ever need. this is my odyssey, my iliad, my hamlet, etc.
Cameo by what_alchemy 8k | Rated M | For Archive Users Only Summary: Holmes and Watson become embroiled in a case Scotland Yard refuses to acknowledge. A soulmate AU. Notes: i honestly skipped over this fic for a while, since i'm not the biggest fan of soulmate aus. do not make the same mistake i did, because this shit HITS. this fic has hit after hit: soulmate-mark based case for our main duo, angst, hiatus feels, MORE ANGST, and ofc a happy ending. ugh. read this fic if you enjoy being happy.
A Tide That Does Not Turn by tweedisgood 3k | Rated T Summary: Holmes is a very bad patient with a devoted doctor who adores him. Watson wishes it was safe to speak up, but his friend is a tide that does not turn. Notes: do NOT read this if you don't like angst... ok now i'm sensing a pattern. anyways this is the first hurt/no comfort fic i read for this tag and i literally have cried more than enough tears over it. poor, poor watson :( iconic author though, read everything they write!
The Adventure of the Glad Outlaw by radondoran 7k | Rated T Summary: While Sherlock Holmes solves the mystery of a student's disappearance, Dr. Watson is more puzzled by the changing dynamic between his flatmate and himself. Notes: cute pastiche! a nice little mystery and a nice little get-together. ahhhhhh.... this fic is like cotton candy to me, so sweet and fluffy. defo recommend
Hands by MinorObsessions (draculard) 1.4k | Rated T Summary: Naturally, there are some things Watson thinks about Holmes that don't make it into the books. Notes: i'm also in the star trek fandom, so if you know anything about that then you know that hands are kind of A Thing in both circles and ergo i now Have A Thing about hands. so this is a nice little ode to holmes' hands, featuring some doctoring by watson AND a nice reverse appraisal at the end. it's so sweet :)
Conductor of Light by ColebaltBlue  1.4k | Rated T Summary: A Victorian stiff upper lip won't prevent you from falling in love, but it might prevent you from realizing it. Notes: they finally get their shit together! honestly i would recommend this fic to anyone just starting out with h/w fics in any medium. the characterization and dialogue is A1, and their argument is really realistic to me, idk. also features the iconic HOUN quote for its title so props to that!
A (Mis)fortunate Man by sans_patronymic 1.5k | Rated T Summary: December, 1880. Watson writes a note which may be his last. December, 1899. Watson writes back. Notes: READ THE TAGS BEFORE READING. this was a gut-wrenching read but god i cried at the end for watson. don't worry, this one has a happy ending. ugh now i wish there was a second chapter where watson lets holmes read the letters. to sum up: oof, my heart
The Second Smartest Man in London by FairSinner 73k | Rated E Summary: Dr John Watson returns from Afghanistan to Victorian London, wounded, traumatised and alone. When he meets Sherlock Holmes, his life begins to seem worth living again. But Holmes is a man who despises sentiment and Watson cannot seem to expunge it from his heart. Notes: congrats, you've made it to the end!! so now i must confess that it's been a loooong time since i've read this fic, but the private note i left on my bookmark was just "holy shit", so i'm sure it's a banger. i'm also sure it has angst because i love angst and i love bookmarking angst so i can read it again and again and suffer infinitely. enjoy :)
anyways, now that i've put these all here i realized how much i enjoy angst and hurt/no comfort fics. if any of you guys have a favorite fic you want to link or want to plug your own writing, feel free to!
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Ok hear me out… scare actor reader and Wilbur who just wanted to go to a haunted house and then boom he’s like “oh no. The serial killer is pretty” you can use ur imagination for the rest this is just the caffeine talking to me with fanfic ideas :)
🔪 Is That Too Scary for You? 🔪
Summary: Headcanons about how Wilbur would act if he saw you, the reader, being pretty & a fake serial killer in a haunted house
A/N: HOLY SHIT. I LOVE THIS IDEA! Again, very sorry that it's only headcanons (idk if I'm even using the right term anymore lol), I'm extremely burnt out & tired rn. also tysm for the asks! it's been keeping me busy af & i love it! Also, the title was based off of the song I Think I'm Okay =)
pairing: CC!Wilbur x afab!actor!reader
pronouns used for reader: She/her/hers
tags: @vibestillaxxx @joviepog @ax-y10 @themonsterunderurmom @wilburstan @smolsleepykitten @funnyreally2009 @crows-death @thewheelersgaygaragelights @dykepunz @aresriiots @0miamor0 @cathers-world @defonotval @chipch0p @mazzistar16 @unmellowyellowfellow @justalittlebitofchaos @thosecolorfulsheets @vopix @taylors-version-from-the-vault @aine-lasagna @merianakross @veeislost @urfav-sapphic-siren (pls let me know if you do/don't want to be tagged!)
warnings/cw: scary stuff, reader is a scare actor (you're basically a fake serial killer), fake blood, the people with Wilbur & Tommy on the vlog getting jumpscared, reader pretending to k!ll Wilbur, Wilbur having a dream about the reader
genre: fluff/horror
Wilbur would probably be accompanied by the Sorry Boys for a Tom Simons vlog
Wilbur probably wouldn't want to go in the first place because he;d get scared easily
So when they do get inside the haunted house, they learn that everyone who's in the haunted house now becomes part of a challenge. They now have to escape the haunted house without being killed by any of the creatures/ghosts or you, the serial killer. It's basically just an escape room
When he first hears your menacing voice behind him, he stops walking. Not out of fear, but out of awe.
↑↑ You laughed creepily. "It seems I have some visitors here today..." Wilbur stopped in his tracks & Tommy turned the camera towards Wilbur. He was staring at you in awe. "Wilbur, stop being a simp & run!" Tommy laughed, pulling Wilbur away from you. "...Tommy, the serial killer's hot."
He basically tried to find any way to bring the group closer to you. He thought you were really pretty.
Would definitely 'die' first just to hang out with you
If you pinned him to the wall to 'k!ll' him, he would be so fcking flustered
↑↑ "Nowhere left to run..." you chuckled. You stabbed two of your fake knives into his shirt sleeves to pin him to the wall. "Any last words?" & Wilbur would be crushin' & blushin' so damn hard as he said, "Honestly? Uh you're really pretty & I kinda want your number if it isn't too much to ask-"
He ended up letting you 'k!ll' him so that you could bring him to where the people who were eliminated stayed until the attraction was over & you two just talked for an hour or so
& then you were stabbing him to death in his dreams <3
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briar-oses · 29 days
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ok back on track with this baby au that unfortunately got wayyyy too long for under @ge's post... so sorry😞 (sorry if it's the wrong link also) so im moving it into a different post. honestly ge talking about it first just gave me the chance to explore this au (thank you ge!!!) that's been in my friendand i's head for a while now LOL shoutout to blue my bff
(maybe i should make a tag for this au now?)
with adoption came the responsibilities of a parent. altho tang bo and chung myung were already the little girl's parents by that point, they realized that they never really got to name her with anything. tang bo went on and mumbled about how stupid he was being to forget naming his now-child of all things and went full-on spaced out mode to think about possible names.
chung myung, holding the little energetic bundle in his arms, looked down when the said girl tapped him on the chin. his daughter (oh my god) babbles at him. quite the talker, she is. he then turns to look at her other father, who's in his own world and looks back at his babbling daughter.
chung myung huffs. definitely her father's daughter.
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“Min-ji”
the little girl, currently being held by tang bo, stares at her father blankly. “You don't like that either? Alright.. how about Ha-eun?”, tang bo says, to the baby. said baby just drifts her attention off to some butterfly that passed by, reaching for it.
tang bo whines helplessly. “Hyung-niiiim! she's not liking anything!”, he complains. chung myung, training nearby, walks back to where tang bo and their daughter (the thought makes him feel warm? hm.) are staying, shielding themselves from the heat.
“She's a year old, Bo” chung myung made it a habit of not swearing or calling tang bo names whenever he's around with the baby. so he resorted to calling the other by his name often.
(the first time it happened, tang bo slipped. luckily he wasn't holding the baby at the time or chung myung would've beaten him to a pulp)
“She's a very picky one-year old.. she probably got that from hyung-nim”
chung myung huffs an amused breath. he is by no means picky but it's amusing how tang bo recently picked up a habit of relating the little girl's quirks to both their mannerisms.
We're not even blood-related, punk..!
chung myung sat beside tang bo once he's near. “What names did you come up with?”
“I already said Min-ji and Ha-eun... There's also Yu-jin, Jiah, Soo-ah...”
“That's too many!”
tang bo turns away, hiding the little girl as he shirks away from chung myung. “Is it my fault that I'm good at names! Hyung-nim can't possibly know how that fee.. I'm joking! Just joking!”
chung myung retracts his hand back. “Any other names?”
“Hm.. There's Min-ho.. Seo-joon.. Soo-ah....”, tang bo goes silent for a short while. “.. Maybe I did think of too many”
You think? You could name your entire set of daggers with all that
“What about you, hyung-nim? Maybe you thought of something”
chung myung hums, lost in thought as he stares at tang bo, and then to the face of the now drowsy little bundle of joy in tang bo's arms. chung myung reaches for the round cheek of their now-sleeping daughter, all soft and precious.
“Seo-ah”
tang bo watches, mesmerized, as his hyung-nim that's known to be all things brash and rough being so gentle towards a little girl that's not his own until just recently. his hyung-nim wears a smile so soft and rare, so unlike his usual mischievous ones that tang bo's mouth remains slightly open until chung myung notices his prolonged silence.
clearing his throat and backing away for some space, chung myung turns to look at the suddenly interesting floor of the training grounds.
tang bo, silent for a few more seconds until he lets out a soft chuckle. “Auspicious omen.. Tang Seo-ah...”, he says, turning to look at the sleeping girl— Seo-ah— in his arms.
“It's a great name, hyung-nim”
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midnightsnyx · 9 months
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for smau… mat barzal just gushing over his girls (wife and daughters) all the time to the point where he literally doesn’t even post hockey anymore. it’s just his girls 25/8 and his teammates are always commenting and chirping at him.
love love love this idea!!! i took the name nora from my mat barzal fic and just picked the other from a baby name website. also, i dont know many islanders so theres only a few lol
honestly i kinda wanna take this and turn it into an AU lol
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ny_islanders 😎
titobeauvi91 miss you brother ⤷ barzal97 miss you too! see you on the ice✌️ ⤷ user2 screaming crying throwing up
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user1 since when does Mat have a gf?? ⤷titobeauvi91 that's his wife 👀 ⤷user2 SINCE WHEN IS MAT BARZAL MARRIED
ynbarzal miss you too ❤️ ⤷user3 brb going to stalk her profile
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al_rom26 yeah man you're kinda depressing when your wifey isn't here ⤷barzal97 am not ⤷mattymarts17 he's right
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pagertrain did yn approve this caption? ⤷ynbarzal no she did not.
joshanderson_77 congrats guys!
user1 omg awwwww
titobeauvi91 can't wait to be upgraded to uncle ⤷barzal97 you'll have to visit us
user2 baby mama lmao love it
ynbarzal can you come make me a sandwich ⤷barzal97 I am in the next room?? ⤷ynbarzal too much energy ⤷bohorvat don't question pregnant women bud ⤷user3 she's so cute omg
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barzal97 Welcome to the world Nora. Beyond thankful for my wife❤️
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titobeauvi91 booking my plane ticket now ⤷barzal97 ✌️
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mattymarts17 we're so happy for you guys. ⤷barzal97 thanks man
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ynbarzal love you and our little family <3 ⤷barzal97 love you ❤️
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bohorvat Holly said to bring Nora for a playdate with the kids soon ⤷ynbarzal i'll text her!
user1 she is literally living the life we all want ⤷user2 fr
al_rom27 workin on #2 yet? ⤷ynbarzal get outta here ⤷barzal97 👀
titobeauvi91 do you even play hockey anymore🙄 ⤷barzal97 full time dad ⤷ynbarzal he's in dad mode
user3 🥺🥺🥺
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ny_islanders Can't wait to see Nora as a big sis!
al_rom26 you just should change your username to "mat barzal family fan account" ⤷ynbarzal tell me about it
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user1 girl dad!!!
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titobeauvi91 2 down, 18 to go ⤷ynbarzal Anthony, get out of here
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tokosparrow · 6 months
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U DID MY REQUEST ABT READER WITH OPPOSITE POWERS OMAHGAAAAAAAA :00
I hope I don't seem annoying, BUT I have a request :3
HEAR ME OUTT Matthew Patel x reader who has a child (like from another relationship)
Like a whole ass toddler. (Also, I checked, and yes, he's around 24, SO HE CAN TAKE RESPONSIBILITY)
Lol I just thought it would be cute (SORRY IF YOU DON'T WRITE THIS KIND OF STUFF PLS DON'T HATE ME, ANYWAYS I LOVE UR WORK BYE HOPE I'M NOT BURDENING YOU <3 )
a/n: THIS ACTUALLY REALLY CUTE OMG!! papa patel is apparently now my favorite <3
> matthew was honestly a bit excited when he found out you had a kid when you started a relationship with him.
> like i mean yea, you were a bit nervous about telling him about your kid, but no worries dearest reader, he’ll accept you and your wonderful kid <33!!
“matthew before we get serious….i just want to tell you that i have a kid..”
“….okay? when can i met them :>?”
> i feel like matthew is already good with kids since i like to think he has younger siblings back home so he knows how to handle little kids already.
> he even like taking your kid on little adventures around toronto whenever theres spare time or when your away.
> matthew is also just so gentle and collected when it comes to your kid, he may not know how it feels to be a single parent first hand but at least now you don’t have to struggle alone.
> there’s even times where you caught him on the couch sleeping with your kid sleeping onto of him as he has arms around them, you couldnt hold yourself back from taking a picture of this domestic moment <333.
> matthew even introduces his demon hipster chicks to your kids, let’s just say they absolutely love your kid.
“awwww look how cute they are!!”
“yea!! and look at their chubby cheeks!!”
“ok ok girls! i know they are cute and all but they’re only 2 so we don’t want to overwhelm them”
> one time the three of you were playing a little game of tag and when he got tagged by your kid, he didn’t expect what happened next.
“i got you papa!!”
“yea yo- OMG THEY CALLED ME PAPA (Y/N)!!”
> for the rest of the day he has the kid in his hands constantly, just happy to be a first time father <333
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male-reader-haven · 2 years
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❚█═Bulking Up, Eh?═█❚
Y/N pays his best friend a visit after working abroad for 6 months.
Tags: Bangchan x male reader, wholesome
Warnings: Suggestive content
Suggested by @dimensionaldrifter , thank you for the adorable concept, I absolutely loved writing this! <3
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You take a deep breath as you step out from the plane into the familiar atmosphere.
It's good to be home.
You had previously been involved with a hefty internship at a producing company where you were learning skills and being taught under professional and popular producers and just finished the course with flying colors. It didn't seem like a long time while you were working, since you kept yourself busy with projects and taking better care of yourself, but once the plane touched down it all sunk in; six months of hard work finally paid off! You continue walking to pickup your luggage and make your way back to your apartment, eager to unpack and settle in.
Your apartment is just as neat as you left it, which surprises you slightly since you had left a key with Christopher Chan (you called him Chan), your long time friend, so that he could come and check up on things every once in a while. Back when you were in high school together, you being a senior and Chan being a junior, you remember Chan being forgetful and messy, so you feel warm thinking that he put in extra effort to keep it nice and clean for you.
Ah, I forgot to text him that I landed safely...
You pull out your phone and are met with a new text.
Chan: Hey man! Let me know when you get here, we gotta catch up if you're not too jetlagged!
You smile. Chan always checks in with you, even if you are his hyung, and you find it heartwarming how much he cares. You type a response.
Me: Just got to the apartment. Honestly surprised at how nice it is, I half expected it to be a pigsty 😂
Chan: You gotta give me more credit!! I've gotten better since you've last seen me
Me: So should we meet at your place then?
Chan: No! No, its far too messy lol
Me: Lol ok, lets meet at the cafe in an hour then
Chan: KK
You chuckle to yourself and finish unpacking. Sure, you enjoyed your time abroad, but you miss Chan and your hometown more than anything, and you can't wait to catch up.
After waiting only a few minutes at "The Crick" cafe, you notice a figure walk in wearing a black hoodie and joggers and a casual beanie. You immediately recognize him by his curly brown hair and adorable pronounced nose.
"Chan, over here!" You wave your arm to signal him. His eyes light up when he sees you and he rushes over. You practically jump out of your seat and Chan grabs you into a bear hug.
"Wow man, I feel like you've been gone forever!!!!" He is grinning ear to ear.
"Haha, yeah, I missed you too bud." You laugh and hug him back. You both sit down, grinning ear to ear. You genuinely missed this goofball.
"Gosh, you gotta fill me in on what went down. Don't think I didn't notice your gorgeous biceps. You been hitting the gym?" Chan jokingly winks at you. You laugh.
"Yea actually! I've been trying to be healthier mentally and physically, especially since I've been busy at the internship. I'm pretty proud of my progress." As you talk, Chan sits back and takes it all in, still smiling. He looks you up and down. Conscious of his gaze, you find yourself blushing slightly.
"You should be proud. Dude, you're doing it! You're living your dream and doing what you want to do. You lost weight and started taking care of yourself better. I know how much effort and motivation that takes." He leans forward and puts a hand on your forearm. "I am so proud of you, Y/N!"
You are slightly taken aback by the sudden praise and chuckle nervously. He always finds a way to make you flustered, even if you are older than him. His shining excited eyes remind you of a golden retriever.
"Why don't you come over for a few drinks and hang out? I could use the company. Plus, I owe you for keeping my place up." You take a sip of your coffee. "I can show you some of my routine." You wink and flex at him jokingly.
"Haha, of course I'm down." Chan laughs and glances down for a second, avoiding your gaze. You aren't certain, but you think you spot him blushing.
A few hours later and a few drinks in, you both find yourselves laughing heartily and catching up at your apartment and reminiscing on old times and stories.
"Dude, I will NEVER forget when you got into a fight with that Woojin guy, that was intense." You flick Chan's shoulder as he makes his way to a chair, handing you another drink.
"Yeah well, he deserved it. He was being way too rough with Felix. I swear, I knew that guy was a dick from the start." He grimaces and shakes his head at the memory.
"I think it was really cool of you actually, to step up like that. You're protective. It's endearing." You smile, trying to make him smile again. It works, and Chan turns to you with a soft expression.
"I really fucking missed you."
Something about the way he looked you in the eyes with that soft smile and warm expression made your face go red. You can feel his eyes raking over you.
"Y-yeah. Me too." For a moment you just stare at each other, slightly inebriated from the alcohol, but also just because you were drawn to him. Chan coughs, breaking the tension.
"Be right back, gotta take a leak."
"No worries."
You stand up and take your glasses to the sink while Chan gets up to go to the bathroom. Your heart is beating faster than usual and you feel butterflies in your stomach. Something about Chan is just so adorable, and something so obvious is happening that you are just a little bit too afraid to accept.
"Think fast!" Chan bursts out from the bathroom door to throw a roll of toilet paper at you. It bumps off your back and you turn to face him.
"Oh, it's on!" You grab the roll and throw it back at him, engaging in battle. He catches it and attempts to run smuggling it away, but you run up to him and grab him in a bear hug from behind, turning it into a wrestling match. You both laugh and horseplay for a second, you trying to pry the paper roll from Chan who is holding onto it for dear life. You manage to pry it out of his hands and victoriously push him to against your wall.
"Ha! I win." You hover over him, grinning while holding his hands up to the wall. Chan giggles with his squinted eyes and wide grin that make you feel soft inside, and you stand there for a moment.
"Okay, I may have underestimated just how strong you got. I mean look at you." Chan runs his hand across your arm that is pinning him to the wall, feeling your biceps. You aren't sure if its the alcohol kicking in or your imagination, but you could have sworn that your faces were not this close 10 seconds ago. Chan's smile falls into a longer look, tilting his head slightly and eyes on your lips. Before you even realize what is happening, you find yourself in Chan's arms and his lips on yours.
Fireworks.
You bring your hand to his face and kiss him back. You can feel his arms running down your sides and pulling you closer, and you are locked in a passionate embrace. His lips carry the faint taste of the rice wine you were drinking earlier and you can smell his faded cologne. The feeling of his hands feeling your stomach and abs send a rush to your head as you take it all in. Only when he separates to breathe do you open your eyes.
"F-fuck..." You say under your breath, still recovering from what just happened. You look at Chan, whose eyes show passion and a hint of fear.
"Fuck... good?" He cocks his head slightly and smiles awkwardly, awaiting your response.
"I don't know, do you?" You smirk as Chan blushes deeply. He chuckles and looks down, grinning. You lift his chin to make him look back up at you. "Shut up and kiss me, Christopher Bang." He doesn't need to be told twice. He leans in to kiss you again, this time needier. He turns you around and pushes you to the wall this time, trading places, and hastily you both take each other's shirts off. He holds your arms up on the wall and looks you up and down for the nth time that night.
"God you are one sexy motherfucker."
Chan never fails to make you blush.
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savorypink · 3 months
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ok mickey hear me out:
sweetener blurb where bling is recording a live doing a skincare routine/makeup and al is eating her out under the table/dressing table 😋
obviously whoever is watching will notice something's happening is because of her reactions and the constant glances she gives down there.
- 👻 (i've made countless requests before but i never identified myself, i don't know if it makes any difference now but whatever lol)
well now you have your own tag! :D
"okay! now that i've washed off my cleanser, i'm gonna apply...this."
you hold the container of eye cream up to your cell phone on the tripod as you wait for the camera to focus. once the screen unblurs, you read the product's label before opening the container, dipping a finger into the smooth cream, and gently patting the cream under your eyes.
"so, yeah, i just pat in there like so. it's super refreshing and honestly—ow!" you wince as your fingertips accidentally poke the inside of your eye, the painful sting quickly replaced with pleasure as alex licks another long stripe along your wet folds. you cover your mouth when your jaw falls slack, unconvincingly playing it off as a yawn.
you shoot a warning glance underneath your cluttered vanity, but alex isn't there to see it, given how far his head is buried between your plush thighs. you raise your head as your phone chimes, crimson and heat filling your cleansed face.
blingbrat: omg are you okay bling?
"yeah, i'm good! just a little tired. that's why we're doing a nighttime routine, right?" you chuckle nervously, your eyes and lust-shrouded brain unable to remember the next step of your routine. a trembling hand reaches for...what was it again? toner! yes, your toner.
you show it off to the camera timidly, your toes curling into the pink carpet under your feet as his wet mouth shrouds your clit, gently sucking and flicking his tongue over the sensitive nerve.
your heart rumbles through the satin of your nightgown as you glance downward one more, a hot stream of saliva and your slick staining the velvet cushion of the vanity chair. alex's hands run along the smooth skin of your legs as his mouth becomes more restless, his tongue swirling and twisting in frantic patterns both in and outside of your weeping cunt. you squeeze, perhaps too much toner, onto a cotton pad before swiping it across your flushed face. wait. aren't you supposed to be giving instructions or something?
"u-uh, yeah," your voice trembles as you begin. "t-this is a...great toner. it really gets the oil out of my—oh." your eyes blissfully shut as two fingers glide into your sticky walls, pumping in and out of you at a hurried pace, all while his tongue flicks wildly at your clit.
the wet, squelching noises emitting from under the vanity get louder as his fingers move quicker, and you really can't give in, but your body wants to. you spread your legs and drop the cotton pad, quickly moving on to the next step.
johnniedoe: Where's Al? x
"he's under...under the blankets! h-he's asleep!" you smack him atop the head with a pack of makeup wipes when you hear him chuckle.
you pick up the serum bottle, repeat the same song, and dance, but move more clumsily than last time. biting your lip, you quickly apply the serum to your face in soothing circles akin to your boyfriend's tongue motions. his fingers curl inside of you as they plunge into your cunt, his fingertips beginning to brush on a particular spongey area, making your face twist in bliss.
you quickly shift your blissed expression to nervous content, watching as the comments become flooded with question marks and confused emojis. perhaps skipping to the final step of your routine is for the best.
"finally, i put on my moisturizer..." you scan the vanity for your night cream, biting hard on your lip as his fingers deliciously brush against your g-spot. miraculously, you open the lid with a straight face, ignoring the familiar tightness building in your core.
pinksavory: waaait! tell us about the serum!
internally, you roll your eyes.
"the serum? it's strawberry-scented, so you know i love it," you giggle. your eyes quickly move to alex underneath you, and you're annoyed that you can't kick the grin off his handsome face. his wet lips kiss tenderly along your inner thighs before leaving a lingering kiss on your clit.
his large eyes look up at you as he mouths: "are you close?" he knows the answer, but you nod anyway, rocking your hips against his fingers.
while your hips swish back and forth, you apply your night cream. the tension in your lower half becomes more intense as you swipe the cream across your face, your hands even stopping so you can focus on your forthcoming bliss. when your phone chimes again, you resume rubbing in the cream, heat rushing to your ears. you study both sides of your face in the mirror for any excess product.
you remember you didn't read the label to your audience, but with the unraveling of the tightness in your core, it'd be in your best interest not to dwell on it. just post a link or something.
"and... that covers it! that's my routine. i’ll post a story with everything i used. mmm, hold on just one second, guys."
unbeknownst to you, your shaky finger misses the pause button in the corner of the screen by a mere inch as your hands quickly move to take hefty fistfuls of alex's hair. you moan as if you've been holding your breath, your tight walls preparing to close around his fingers.
"fuck, alex."
castingcouch2: IS HE UNDER THE TABLE????
blingsb1tchh: ijbol she forgot to pause it 😭😭
you flutter around his fingers with a hearty moan, the buzzing and chiming of your phone practically muted as your cry fills the bedroom. your thighs jolt as alex removes his fingers to soothingly massage your trembling thighs, mumbling praises against your skin. when your cloudy eyes meet your phone again, you notice the comment thread moving faster than when you did your skincare. like, a lot faster.
your phone's mirrored image of your confused expression puts together the puzzle as you embarrassingly hide your face in your clammy hands.
johnniedoe: I KNEW IT
sweetesttreatt: y’all can never save it for the stream i SWEAR
blingbrat: at least ur skin is glowing
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