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Screaming, crying, throwing up. I need this man, disrespectfully.

#könig #fanart #cod modern warfare

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70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

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#one piece #fanart #nico robin

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New WIP! Excited for this one!

#current wip #fanart #one piece

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Pre timeskip vibes

#one piece #fanart #cat burglar nami #nami #straw hat nami #tangerine #just girlboss things #i love her so much

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Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤

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Really happy with how this piece came out! Tried out a more “sketchy” style instead of my usual sharper line art. Feedback appreciated, welcomed, and encouraged!!

#one piece #fanart #bartolomeo #Barto the cannibal

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Alright, I’ve got another One Piece WIP. Here’s the reference, any guesses on the lucky guy?

#one piece #fanart #art wip

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Buggy WIP. It’s been driving me nuts and taking forever, but this will be so worth it I just know it. 🤞🏻

#fanart #one piece #buggy the clown #buggy x reader #buggy x you #buggy x oc #mirror sex #I’m a clown fucker and I’m not ashamed

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The past couple weeks have been ‘fair week’ for my area, which caused this little..whatever it is, to bloom in my mind. So enjoy.

Fair HCs

Pairing : Bartolomeo x gn!reader

TW: None, just cotton candy level fluff

•Of course there’s a huge crowd, and of course everyone is in his precious partner’s way, so he barrier-bulldozes over everyone.

•Puts you up on his shoulders so you don’t have to walk. Cant have your precious little self tripping or getting separated in the crowd.

•He plays every single game and winner or not, gets you a prize. Every one is huge you have no clue how you’re going to carry them all.

•Insists on riding everything at least twice. (Loves the ones that go crazy fast and spin you upside down)

•You mention you’re a little hungry once and the man has stopped at every single vendor in his vicinity and gotten you everything, just so you can have ‘options’.

This is super short, and I’m so sorry. This has been on my mind for like 2 weeks and I just needed to get it out. 💚

#one piece #bartolomeo x reader #gn!reader #you can’t convince me he isn’t the cutest fair date EVER

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Girl’s night 👯‍♀️

#nami #one piece #fanart

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I’m currently working on some One Piece fanart. A good bit of it is NSFW and would be posted on my Twitter (same username). Enjoy a little Sanji sneak peek!

#vinsmoke sanji #sanji #black leg sanji #one piece #fanart #self instert #sub sanji #sexy tease

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Teeny little blurb that hit me in the feels. Feel free to cry with me!

You sit alone, wishing for Ace to come back. It had been too long since you heard his voice, felt his calloused skin on yours. Tears formed in your eyes, but before they could fall, you were caught in a bone-crushing embrace. You manage to wiggle enough to turn in the muscular arms, and come face to face with a familiar broad chest. Warmth spreads through you and your tears fall freely. "Ace!!” He smiles and holds you close. "I miss you, sweetheart. It's okay.” You cry into his chest and whisper, “It’s almost like when you were still alive.”

#one piece x reader #portgas ace x reader #one piece fic #portgas ace x you

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Anyone else OBSESSED with One Piece?

Here’s my self insert as part of Buggy’s menagerie of freaks!

#opla buggy #opla #one piece #buggy pirates #buggy one piece #self insert

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I am quickly descending into the madness that is Hogwarts Legacy, and I can’t stop myself from laughing at the image I have of Garreth and Leander, completely wasted, dancing and singing in their dorm to Metro Stations “Donttrustme”. Did have issues? Yea probably. But at least they’re fun issues 🤷🏼‍♀️

#hogwarts legacy #garreth weasley #leander prewett

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Longing - Part 3

P1 P2

By the time you made it back to the ranch, you had cried yourself to sleep. Tears stained Chavez’s black shirt, and his coat was wrapped around your shoulders. Dick gently pulled you from your safe space in Chavez’s arms while he dismounted. Silently, Chavez took you from Dick and carried you to your room. Your eyes opened as your tense body fell against the softness of the mattress, and the agony from the morning hit you again. Frantically your eyes searched the room for comfort and you choked back a sob. “Chavez..Please. Please tell me he isn’t gone. Please.” It felt as if Murphy himself was ripping Chavez’s heart out of his chest while watching the tears fall freely from your eyes, your body shaking from the sobs and heartache. He pulled you to him, holding you so tight that he may crush you. The two of you sat that way, clinging to each other like burrs on a saddle. When all your tears had been cried, you listened. Silence. Something you had always craved, but was now so unwelcome.

You stood surrounded by your boys, Alex, and Susan as your father was laid to rest. “For as much as it hath pleased Almighty God, in his wise providence, to take out of this world the soul of our deceased brother, we therefore commit his body to the ground. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.” Susan led you to the wagon while Alex led the boys to JP Wilson. “You can stay with us for as long as you need to Y/n. I know how hard it will be to try to go home now.” You gave her a soft smile as Alex joined you, driving you towards home.

“Deputized?! Alex no! First of all I was his DAUGHTER! I should be there right along with them. Am I not allowed justice? And second, you’re going to let hot-headed Bonney go off with AUTHORITY?” “Y/n. You are a lady.” Alex’s voice grew stern as he send an almost disapproving look to you. “I know that you are more than capable of taking care of this and yourself, but this is not something you need to do. As for Billy, he has five other level headed young men to keep his straight. They’ll serve their eleven warrants, and it will all be over.”

For days you were a nervous wreck. There had been no word from or about the boys, and worry began gnawing at your thoughts. Your nail beds had become red and raw from anxiously picking at them. Mindlessly, you floated towards the barn searching for a distraction. Before you could reach it, Alex came riding up the road pulling the wagon to a stop next to you. “Any news, Alex?” Your voice was soft and quiet, but full of hope and worry awaiting any news of your boys. Alex sighed as the paper passed into your hands. “You may have been right about Billy.” He snapped the reins and headed to the house, leaving the dust swirling around you. “"Nine men lay dead or at death's door yesterday noon following a gunfight between Lincoln resident Henry Hill, forty-five, and what patrons have called a ‘kid’. A local miner has identified 'the Kid’ as one Henry McCarthy, also known as William H. Bonney, nineteen or twenty. In a flaming shootout 'the Kid', Billy, killed Mr. Hill then took on an onslaught of Hill's partisans bringing the damage to six verified slayings. Bonney is believed to be the captain of a deputized gang.” Murphy is going to kill them all.

chavez pov

There had to be a way out of the mess Billy had created for them, and Chavez only knew one way to find the answer. Snow crunched beneath his bare feet as he searched the ground, gathering what he needed. Darkness soon surrounded the Regulators, with only a soft light from the fire to illuminate the cup being passed around the circle. “We've come to a place where we are lost, no? When an Indian is lost, he must reach into the spirit world to find the way. On the Spirit Road, he'll be shown a sign. This is the way to the Spirit Road. We're lost right now. But I'll find us the way.” Steve rolled his eyes as the cup made its way to him, “Oh Christ, Chavez! That's all we need is some more of your red-ass Navajo mambojahambo. We're running out of time here, Chavez.” “Is that any good? Chavez, what is that?” Charley looked worried looking at the cup being passed around. A simple reply was given, “Peyote.”

The sun was rising over the mountains, the light slowly filtering through the dust and smoke surrounding Chavez on the ledge he was standing atop. Slowly he turned facing North. East. South. The land was red and the rivers ran with blood in every direction. There must be a way. Please Great Spirits, show me the way. Turning to the west, the blood vanished. A woman turned to greet him, her arms outstretched and her hair flowing in the soft breeze. He reached towards her, only to watch her be pulled onto a golden brown mare and riding off towards Old Mexico. West.

#young guns #young guns movie #young guns 1988 #young guns imagine #jose chavez y chavez #chavez #chavez x reader #billy the kid #dirty steve stephens #doc scurlock #john tunstall #dick brewer #charlie bowdre

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Longing - Part 2

P1 P3

You were trying not to laugh at William ’s attempt to feed the pigs when they rode in that afternoon. The sound of horses alerted you before you ever saw them.

“Daddy! You better come quickly!” You stood tall and proud as Murphy rode towards you with a smirk across his slimy fcae. Your father came to stand next to you. “Good afternoon, gentlemen.” “Good afternoon John.” Sheriff Brady leaned forward on his saddle horn to address your father. “Mr. Dolan and Mr. Murphy are complaining about their merchandise wagon being plundered. They think you’re behind it.” In sync, you and Dick started forward, “That’s a fargin’ lie and you know it!” “Richard. Y/n.” Dick backed down, but you stayed on edge. “Mr. Murphy is going to continue coming to you and claiming I’ve taken his property until I’m pronounced a thief and shaken out of Lincoln. I’ve never touched his property. I have no cause.” “Well! The Belted Earl has spoken.” Murphy locked onto your eyes, immediately making you uneasy. “Look behind you Earl. All I see are hired thieves. Shame such a pretty girl has to be here with this filth. You could have a fine place with me lass.” The men with Murphy and Brady laughed, all knowing exactly the place Murphy had in mind. “You son of a bi—“ Your words were cut off when Chavez yanked you back, covering your mouth. His soft whispers tickled your ear, “No querida. Not now. Things will only be worse.” You watched as Murphy dropped from his horse, whispering harshly to your father. Chavez pulled you behind him, shielding you from the men’s view. Peering from behind his arm, you watched Murphy mount his horse, readying himself to depart. “You are ambitious Earl. But you’d be better off selling ladies’ undergarments in Hamstead. Get ready for hell!” With the last threat, the group rode off back towards town. You stayed in your place behind Chavez until your father came for you. “Thank you for protecting her. I’ve got her.” Chavez’s warm gaze lingered on your face for a moment, then he turned away. John looped your arm through his and guided you back inside. “Pay him no mind Y/n. He’s just a cruel old man.” But there was more to Mr. Murphy than just cruelty. You could tell from the cloud’s in your father’s eyes that he was worried.

Knock. Knock. “Y/n, dear, could you get that?” You weren’t sure who to expect when you opened the door, no on e really came out to the ranch, and none of the boys knocked. A tall, lanky young man stood at the door, bags tossed carelessly over his shoulders. “May I help you?” The door was open just wide enough for half your body to be seen, and the young man looked taken aback. “Uh, I’m sorry ma’am. I must be at the wrong place. I’m looking for the Tunstall ranch.”“You found it.” The door swung wide, and you were shooed away, barley catching the young man’s name. McCloskey.

William accompanied you and your father into town in the days leading up to New Year’s. William needed nice clothes, and you were allowed a new dress. William and your father smiled as you stepped onto the shop’s porch in your new dress. “Why Miss. Tunstall you look mighty nice!” You smiled at William and gave a twirl, “You clean up nicely too William.” John went to ready the wagon and William helped you up into the seat. “Y/n, I’m mighty thankful for you and John welcoming me in the way you have.” “You’re family now Billy.”

Waiting outside the ranch home, the boys watched as Chavez threw his knives into the well bucket and admired his skill. Shots were fired from the roof, startling them all. “Regulators!” William’s laughter died down, and the men all looked towards John. Charlie was the first to speak, “Y/n’s coming isn’t she?” “Who gets to be her escort this year?” The men’s voices began to merge with each other, all eager to see you. Before John could answer, you stepped out onto the porch. “To answer your questions: Yes, I am coming. And no, I do not need an escort. I would like a dance with each of you tonight though.” The boys all grinned and agreed, while your father walked you to the wagon.

You sat with Charlie, Steve, and McCloskey laughing at Billy’s attempt to dance. The music slowed, and eyes fell on you from feet away. Chavez came to you, gently pulling you to your feet. You laid your head onto his chest, and he pulled you tightly against him. Softly, your eyes closed, and you inhaled, drinking in his scent. Warm leather and worn wood filled your senses as he silently swayed and twirled you to the music. As the song came to a close, you looked up to meet his eyes. Dark and earthy like the ground after a fresh rain, illuminated gold by the flickering fire. He leaned in to you, impossibly close. His warm breath fanned across your lips, but just before he melted into you, gunshots rang out. “Happy New Year!” His lips were so close you could feel his words on yours, “Happy New Year querida.”

The sun had just begun to rise on the ride back, and the boys were joyfully singing off key. Your father looked to you, but you were still back in Lincoln, dancing with Chavez. “What’s on your mind dear?” Your eyes kept a far off look, and your voice was soft. “Daddy, how did you know you were in love with Mother?” Memories glazed over John’s eyes and he smiled. “I imagine it was much like what you feel with him.” You head would have flown clean off your body if you had turned any faster, “Him?” John chuckled, “I’ve seen the stolen glances. The longing looks. The dance, just tonight. Chavez is a fine suitor my darling.” A faint blush covered your cheeks. How could your father know what you were just starting to figure out? The sound of horses behind you pulled both of your from your tender father-daughter moment. “Not the girl.” You started to turn toward the sickening voice, but your father stopped you. “Remember my dear, I will always love you.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek as the bullets flew and he fell to the ground. “DADDY!!!!!” Your body hit the cold, hard ground when you jumped from the wagon. “Daddy no. Please. No. Please.” Your bloodcurdling screams alerted the boys, and both Billy and Chavez began racing towards you. Doc stopped Billy and guided him away as Murphy’s men came barreling towards them. Chavez managed to get to you without being seen, but you refused to move. He found you laying across your father, sobs racking your body. His usually gentle voice was pressing and urgent, “Y/n please, we have to get you out of here before they come back. Querida please.” Screaming, you hit at him, banging your fists against his arms and chest. “NO! Just leave me here to die!” Chavez finally managed to pull you from your father and get you onto his horse. The kicking and screaming subsided, instead turning to silent sobs, as Chavez rode with you held tightly against you.

#young guns #young guns movie #young guns 1988 #young guns imagine #jose chavez y chavez #chavez #chavez x reader #billy the kid #dirty steve stephens #doc scurlock #john tunstall #dick brewer #charlie bowdre