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#๐Ÿน โ€” navi
kararisa ยท 8 months
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darling, starling โœง
pairing: scaramouche x gn!reader
genre: social media au, modern/celebrity au, friends to lovers, fake dating
summary: being the world-famous singer-songwriter "zenith", the limelight has been on you ever since the start of your career. however, the media becomes relentless when leaks of music you never meant to release begin to circulate. your friend scaramouche, meanwhile, seems to have gotten stuck while writing his second book. with a deadline fast approaching, he comes to you with a deal: act as if you're dating him so he can gather reference material and, in turn, he'll help keep the press' eyes off of your leaks until you release your next album. a win-win in your book, so why not help a friend out?
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side ships: venti x xiao; thoma x ayato
warnings: swearing, crack, slight angst (?), alcohol consumption, yn wears makeup sometimes, depictions of online hate; specific chapter warnings will be listed at the beginning of each chapter โ€” will be updated as the series continues
status: ongoing
author's notes:
did some minor reworking so if you've seen this for the second time, you're not hallucinating dw
yes this is my second smau. yes I still don't know what I'm doing haha. timestamps don't matter unless I say they do
apologies in advance if i miss any grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language ^^
written chapters are marked with (โ˜…)
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pre-concert party !!
0.1 - lost hearts โ€ข 0.2 - welcome back, shithead
profiles:
clown centralโ„ข ([name]'s friends)
the waffle house (scara's friends)
1st verse โ€” for future reference || playlist
1 - is this real? โ€ข 2 - enjoying yourself: a guide
3 - bitchless since birth โ€ข 4 - attention
5 - unwritten rules (โ˜…) โ€ข 6 - we're doing couple things
7 - safe with my indifference โ€ข 8 - when's the wedding
9 - iridescence (โ˜…) โ€ข 10 - worst date ever
11 - then beg โ€ข 12 - a little bit scandalous (โ˜…)
13 - not too late โ€ข 14 - only here for you
15 - i can fight โ€ข 16 - wine-stained lips (โ˜…)
2nd verse โ€” where words fail, music speaks || playlist
17 - it's so joever โ€ข 18 - famefucker
19 - i miss my parents โ€ข 20 - none of your business
21 - child of divorce โ€ข 22 - don't text and drive
23 - neon escape (โ˜…) โ€ข 24 - this can't be real
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3rd verse โ€” hate to be lame || playlist
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encore !!
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โ€” the taglist is currently open! if youโ€™d like to be added feel free to reply or send in an ask! โ€“ if your blog isnโ€™t highlighted it means i canโ€™t tag you.
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lesamis ยท 2 months
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1810s dashboard but it's niche drama
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๐Ÿ’› heartofanna Following
imagine cancelling someone for saying war is bad
๐Ÿงต sharethewoe Follow
#didn't expect better from w*rdsworth but some people i rly thought i could count onโ€ฆโ€ฆ #anyway we will live to see this empire fall. can't stop history lol (via @heartofanna)
speaking as someone who was press ganged at the age of 17 to serve in his majesty's royal navy i couldn't be more grateful for your poem. young men like me are cannon fodder and you spoke for so many of us. fuck napoleon but fuck parliament even more.
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chatterpwned-deactivated78345629743
stable forgiving virtuous flourishing in my lane definitely not buying poison moisturized unbothered never been better
chatterpwned-deactivated78345629743
me when i lie
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๐Ÿ› mynoseisfine Follow
Settling this once and for all. What does the public actually think about the Parthenon marbles debate:
๐Ÿฆ‰ realminerva Follow
lol i know itโ€™s you lord elgin
๐Ÿฆ‰ realminerva Follow
like we joke and all but fully aside from the fact that removing the sculptures from greek soil was vulturine and opportunistic etc, itโ€™s really just the tip of a frankly gigantic mountain of imperialist bullshit. letโ€™s not pretend we havenโ€™t been brutally killing hundreds who resisted oppression in india, LITERALLY BOMBED A NEUTRAL EUROPEAN CAPITAL, and embarrassed ourselves in the charge against napoleon for years now. pathetic ass empire & evil as hell to boot. @mynoseisfine the greeks who carved your marbles millennia ago would kick your tory ass so hard
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๐ŸŽ€ emmawoodhousestan Follow
how do i still keep seeing thomas chatterton's final post being reblogged, wtf is wrong with you freaks??? he was seventeen it was tragic and horrible and happened ages ago. he was a kid just let him rest
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๐ŸŽ masque-off Following
callout post for @castleyeah @lordsidmouth @officialcoe @parliamentofficial: they oppress, murder and famish the british working people & also suck majorly
โ›ช castleyeah Follow
sour cuz youโ€™re unfit to have custody of your own kids huh
๐ŸŽ masque-off Following
proud to be the dad of a newborn who could already rend your pudding spine asunder with a mere glance
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๐Ÿฆ† mallardturner Following
finished this today ๐Ÿ˜Š
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๐Ÿ˜Ž chadeharold Follow
why is it always โ€œyouโ€™re risking your life and legacy & will get yourself killed before the age of five and twentyโ€ and never how was swimming the hellespont the hellespont looked fun was it fun
๐ŸŽญ loved-joanna Mutuals
ohhh my god you swam the hellespont five years ago?? wooow should we tell everyone?? should we throw a party?? should we invite famous hero of greek myth leander who swam the hellespont
๐Ÿ˜Ž chadeharold Follow
@loved-joanna look we never had any beef & donโ€™t have to start this now. itโ€™s cool that youโ€™re sticking up for my ex, you guys were friends first, but just know that iโ€™ve always trusted your opinion on my work & genuinely respect and admire you & would still be up for a collab whenever.
๐ŸŽญ loved-joanna Mutuals
yea sure why donโ€™t your lips collab with my ass
๐Ÿ˜Ž chadeharold Follow
on it boss
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#literally call me. down if you are
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๐Ÿ‚ endymion Follow
sorry is it me or is the assassin who stabbed german bootleg wordsworth kindaโ€ฆโ€ฆ ๐Ÿฅต
๐Ÿ’„ biprincesscharlotte Mutuals
JOHN KEATS????????
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#i'm p sure this is the author of lamia thirstposting on main??? help
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๐ŸŒพ huntsmanx Follow
romanticism this romanticism that why donโ€™t you romanticise universal suffrage and rights for labouring people
๐ŸŒพ huntsmanx Follow
anyone else in jail for seditious libel
๐Ÿน axelaidtotheroot Mutuals
lmao i'm one of the โ€œanyone elseโ€s and i know youโ€™re enjoying family visits and apparently some kind of cushy armchair situation, plus tons of books. try being in here as a spencean dude they wonโ€™t even let me learn how to write. worst of all some evangelical came by yesterday just to proselytize & put me โ€œon the right pathโ€ fml
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๐Ÿ—ป mounttambora Follow
y'all i don't feel so good :/
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happyely2 ยท 7 months
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Pairing: Portuguese D. Ace x Fem!Reader
Rating: It will vary from story to story and I will point it out at the time (green-for-all; orange-for a mature audience; red-for adults, minors are asked to skip this story).
General Summary: Ten Different Alternative Universes In which you will experience an extraordinary adventure with Ace (plots and more details are written under the respective title). Soon they will be published one by one, for now I leave the plots in general.
General Inspired: I will write from time to time the possible inspirations that have been taken as references to write.
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Letโ€™s Meet Agian In The Next Life
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[๐Ÿ“ฟExorcism!AU๐Ÿ“ฟ] - The spirit of the red fire
Youโ€™ve been called in to exorcise a demon thatโ€™s causing a lot of trouble for the community in a quiet country village, so you donโ€™t expect that curse to give you such a hard time.
[๐Ÿ“šSchool!AU๐Ÿ“š] - Breaktime at school
Ace is the most popular guy in high school, heโ€™s a senior, and heโ€™s going to college soon, so you donโ€™t expect him to know who you are, a little third-year-old girl whoโ€™s doing very well in school. You donโ€™t know how wrong you are.
[๐Ÿ‘‘Royalty!AU๐Ÿ‘‘] - Midnight Ball
You didnโ€™t object when the mystery knight gave you his hand to go down the garden stairs, it was your last night of freedom before you had to marry someone you hardly knew. A moonlight dance before you become the wife of the future king of the kingdom with a mysterious knight you would love in silence for years to come.
[โœจPeterPan!AUโœจ] - Lost Girl in Neverland
Second star right and then straight until morning! But wait for the lost children are not so children but they are teenagers!? Fairies and mermaids are friendly? Indians are a rowdy group of adults who want to dance all night and pirates are not real pirates but admirals of the navy? What kind of island are you in, and since Peter Pan has freckles and black hair and calls himself Ace?
[๐Ÿ”ฎMagic!AU๐Ÿ”ฎ] - Rebel
Ace never thought heโ€™d have to ask you, a witch, for help to save his family. But he is a warrior who is willing to do anything to save the people he loves, even to come to terms with a witch like you.
[๐ŸบOmegaverse!AU๐Ÿบ] - Damn to that beta
The biggest clichรฉ in the world? You made it happen. You always considered yourself a beta with little sex craving and always squabbling with her beta neighbor. So you donโ€™t expect that the day you go for the analysis something snaps in you and that youโ€™re both soul mates. In short! You canโ€™t be the soul mate of your neighbor Beta (actually Alpha) Ace! And you canโ€™t be his Omega.
[๐ŸนIndian!AU๐Ÿน] - The arrow of fate
Travel to the new world! Gold, riches, adventures and new lands to explore! Thatโ€™s what they promised, but now Ace was wondering how he could explain that those were really fake things and that the only thing that drew gold were the hair of a certain Indian who had snatched his heart?
[โš”๏ธMoschettieres!AUโš”๏ธ] - Damsel in distress
"And you call that a lunge?" You shouted behind the back of the man who was fighting to protect you.
"Then fight you mademoiselles!" The Musketeer answered you by stretching out the enemy that was attacking you and taking you for life to take away. What was all that effrontery towards the poor Musketeer Ace who was fighting to save you at the behest of his majesty!
"With great pleasure!" You answered by beating your fists on his shoulder. There were no bridesmaids anymore.
[๐Ÿš“Police!AU๐Ÿš“] - Cat Burglar
Ace had just joined the police force when he was given a very important case by Commissioner Smoker. Catch a famous thief who always announces her shots before getting them. I mean, it seems easy, but nobody on the police force has ever done it. And the policeman Ace will have to invent one more than the devil to succeed in catching tha
[๐Ÿ’ฐFar West!AU๐Ÿ’ฐ] - The Naked Gun
There is only one law in the bar: no fighting is allowed and as a bartender you are categorical, your rifle is ready to fire a warning shot at anyone who dares even think of trying. You just havenโ€™t met the outlaw Portuguese D. Ace and his wacky gang of bandits.
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scwheeler ยท 2 years
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๐Ÿน ห– เฃชโŠน โ€” past tense
pairing: mike wheeler x fem!reader
summary: youโ€™ve had a crush on mike wheeler since birth, however heโ€™s never been too fond of you. but high schools coming up and after a few events, you finally get over mike but how the tables turnโ€ฆ
warnings: asshole mike ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ–•
age of pairing: 15-16
a/n: this was originally the flipped fic i made first but i changed it up a little and was just bored ALSO IT BARELY MAKES SENSE LOL
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june 24th, 1981
you had just finished your third lap around the neighborhood on your bike. it was summer yet the heat was bearable, at least to be outside before two p.m. or else you had to smother yourself with sunscreen to prevent getting burned. you thought it was a good idea to head home now as you biked around the corner to see your familiar washed down yellow house.
what was unfamiliar was the three white moving trucks pulling up the house next to yours. it was a large white house that had been empty for some time now. you expected some elderly couple or family of like eight kids to move in. but as you parked your bike on the driveway of your house, you walked towards one of the trucks that had people in it.
there was a little boy with dark hair and a navy jacket on. it was summer and he was wearing a jacket? who was this kid? he had his back turned to you, making you more curious. you started to jog to him and a man who was giving him brown cardboard boxes bigger than his torso. it was probably his dad. he had thick glasses and a come over like most guys you saw at the grocery market and shopping mall.
they were in the moving truck and moving around boxes so you jumped in, โ€œhi! you need some help?โ€ you reached for one of the boxes that had a red label โ€˜FRAGILEโ€™ which you disregarded. โ€œwhoa there, thatโ€™s some heavy stuff, why donโ€™t you head on home little girl,โ€ he shooed you away and put a foot on the box you were reaching for, preventing you from carrying it.
you didnโ€™t take it personally, lots of people probably donโ€™t want a strange girl taking their belongings. โ€œhey dadโ€”โ€ the boy peered into the moving truck where you and his dad stood. he stopped himself once his eyes laid on you. he seemed scared more than friendly. ๏ฟผ
he had a band-aid on his chin and freckles on his cheeks. he wore a stripped collar shirt under his jacket and plain khaki pants, reaching all the way to his black sneakers. wow was he dressed for winter! you were paying too much attention to what he was wearing you didnโ€™t even realize he was speaking.
you only looked at his face. once your eyes met his, you knew this boy was going to be yours. no matter what.
august 16th, 1981
โ€œโ€”and when we got there it was the beach, like everywhere!โ€ your classmate carly kept talking about her trip to california as the rest of the girls listened in awe. living in hawkins had its perks sometimes but not having a beach was not one of them. however you didnโ€™t really care about what she did or what she was saying.
it was the first day of fifth grade and the only thing you were excited for was the teacher to bring in the new student. your next door neighbor, mike wheeler. throughout the hot summer days, he was the only thing that made those days hotter. you felt your cheeks warm up whenever he would reluctantly knock on your door to drop off a pie or any treat his mom was baking that week.
those days were the days you waited all week for. every friday evening you would look your best, wearing your hair in the cutest ways and putting on the clean clothes fresh out of the laundry so you could smell the sweet flower scent. you would also prevent anymore else from approaching the door.
you stood next to the door, in front of the mirror adjusting your hair while waiting for him to arrive at about seven to knock on the front door. you would wait exactly six seconds so he wouldnโ€™t realize that you were literally waiting on hand and foot for him.
what you didnโ€™t know was he basically saw you through the small side window, standing there counting in your head until finally deciding to get the door. he thought it was weird. he thought you were weird. when his mom would nag him weekly to take a new baked treat over to your house, he thought he was getting punished.
he would have to go all the way down the stairs and get the plate or tin and walk over to your house next door. he complained that the walk felt like a whole marathon when in reality it was only about twenty steps maximum. then he would knock on the door not even bothering to press the doorbell because you had probably had touched it.
he would watch you wait like ten seconds until finally answering the door with a bright smile and thank him a million times. he would keep a straight face and just nod, not one word coming out of his mouth during the last six weeks heโ€™s been doing this.
you would always take any chance to play with him. if he was outside about to get on his bike, you would rush outside without a care in the world if you stumbled down the stairs or hit your knee on a stair. but the instant you would get on your bike, you saw him peddling away like he was trying to get away from zombies. you thought he was going to go meet someone or had something to do, like being the newspaper boy? so you didnโ€™t mind it.
sometimes when you felt like it (basically always) you would get on your bike and chase him, following where he was going. he was just going in laps like you did which meant technically he couldnโ€™t say this following because you were just a fellow neighborhood kid riding their bike around.
you tried your hardest to catch up to him, so you could chat with him or even go somewhere with him but you didnโ€™t know if it was if he had iron lungs and mechanical legs or because he always had a head start, his back would always be turned.
beginning school was the next dreaded thing mike was worried for. not because itโ€™s a new school and he didnโ€™t know anyone. he did know someone, you. mainly that was why he dreaded it. he would have to pass the halls and avoid you to the fullest. what if he ended up with the same teacher as you? then he knew heโ€™d be screwed.
โ€œeveryone, this is michael wheeler. iโ€™d like you guys to be nice and respectful to him, please sit down beside y/n. y/n raise your hand,โ€ the teacher spoke carefully and guided him towards you who had a hand up as if there was a star to be reached. โ€˜how could the universe love you so much!โ€™ you thought.
how could the universe hate him so much, mike thought.
he walked towards his seat that was sat to the right of you. you watched as he slowly sat down and pulled out a blue notebook, the same as yours. yours had a few peeled off sticker residue and markings from previous pens and pencils but it was the same alright.
mike didnโ€™t spare you or your desk a glance to notice so you thought itโ€™d be best to let him know. while the teachers back was turned and faced the blackboard to write down the agenda, you leaned to your right side. โ€œmikeโ€”mike, look weโ€™re matching!โ€ he looked at you holding up your notebook like the nobel piece prize and groaned.
not the reaction you expected but it was mike wheeler after all. he would always find a way to avoid you but you were already there. he was hiding and you were next to him. almost attached! for the rest of the day, he looked away from you, facing his right side instead of his left where you sat.
he was talking to lucas and will, two boys who sat near him as well. youโ€™ve never talked to them before even though you spent the last four years of school with them. they seemed weird, not like geeky weird, but like they couldnโ€™t hold a conversation with you. maybe it was early puberty?
either way, you sat in silence. looking at the board but stealing a few glances to peek at mike from the corner of your eye. he was passing notes and laughing with the others boys. looks like he already got himself some new friends. friends that didnโ€™t include you.
june 7th, 1984
tying your white shoelaces to your red sneakers, you entered the classroom for the last day of school. your hair was tied back into a ponytail and moved from side to side as you approached the library. you wanted to return all the books from this school year before you forgot and then finally get to enjoy the start of summer.
as you put it back onto the shelves, you overheard a familiar voice. mike. instead of walking away to spend your summer day, you leaned towards the bookshelf and waited for the boys to speak again. โ€œpeople will think youโ€™re doing charity mike!โ€ one of the boys said. โ€œyeah iโ€™m not one to be mean but sheโ€™s so gross like sheโ€™s been obsessed with you forever and did you see her stupid yard?โ€ โ€œthat piece of shit!โ€ โ€œshut up itโ€™s a library shhhh,โ€ one of them said. โ€œmike come one be honest.โ€
you gripped onto the books in your arms and waited for mikes response. โ€œyeah i would kill myself if i was seen with her,โ€ he laughed. you immediately ran out, getting out of the school and getting on your bike. without another thought you rushed inside your house and to your room.
january 3rd, 1985
mike had made it clear he didnโ€™t reciprocate your feelings and even though it was hard, you swallowed your emotions and decided to give up. other than the conversations you had practically forced him into, he never made the effort to talk to you. basically avoiding you for the last four years. so the last day of ninth grade you expected it to the same. and it was.
until you got home. you stood in disbelief in the middle of your kitchen as your mom spoke to you. the words โ€œdinner at the wheelers,โ€ sounded incorrect like you had a hearing problem. but when she repeated it, you realized it was true. โ€œbut theyโ€™ve never invited us over in like the four years theyโ€™ve lived here?โ€ you asked and sat on at the table.
โ€œwhat matters y/n, at least theyโ€™re noticing now,โ€ your mom responded and before you could mutter โ€˜thatโ€™s ridiculousโ€™ you walked out and into your room. sitting on at the desk, you stared down at your textbooks, โ€œmike wheelerโ€ฆwhat could he want now?โ€ youโ€™d eventually gotten over him, as you do with most crushes so you didnโ€™t mind going over for dinner.
you werenโ€™t going to be a stuttering, blushing mess and you would be polite and kind. especially to his parents and not mind him any extra attention. but why now? why after these three long years would be invite your family over?
the afternoon came sooner than you thought and you found yourself in a clean formal outfit with a homemade key-lime pie in your hand, waiting in front the mike wheelerโ€™s door. it would be a lie if said you hadnโ€™t been facing this door a million times. you used to come and knock on his door almost every weekend and everyday in summer, asking him to play or come over but his response was a quick decline.
at first he was nice about it, saying he had to help his mom or making up another lame excuse but than he stopped trying to even be somewhat kind about declining your offer. you could see him through the living room window, reading a book and gritting his teeth while you pressed his doorbell time after time. he would ignore you or make one of his other family members get the door, so he could avoid you at all costs.
it was disappointing to say the least but you still saw him at school. you waved to him every chance you got but after experiencing his unresponsiveness for about the seventieth time, you quit. he probably never even noticed your existence at this point!
but mike knew. he always knew, and he was different than you thought. once you stopped caring about him and knocking on his door or taking any chance to make him look at you, he realized something. he missed it, he missed you. it was now him searching for you in the class and him who stared out his bedroom window to see if you would walk over and ring the doorbell.
he didnโ€™t like you. even if only as a friend, he would never admit it. but seeing you view him unlike before changed his mind. he liked your bright personality and your eagerness to try anything. sometimes he would sit in his room, staring at his math homework but thinking about you. how on the bus, you walked right passed him and sat next to timothee brown! crazy! everyone knew timothee was weird and no one ever would sit next to him. to seem unnoticeable, whenever someone boarded the bus, he would look at you who was looking at timothee. chatting, talking, laughing!
he would think to himself, โ€œwhat was she laughing about? how could she sit there and laugh and look so beautiful!โ€ however he could only turn around and stare out the window while his friend dustin continued to talk about dnd. why was this happening to him! he hated you. he hated you. always had and always will, so why was he dreaming about you every night and imagining what you were doing during class, outside of school, while with his friends, at dinner, during homework, and even when he was watching tv!
you were like a song he couldnโ€™t get out of his head.
a bad song.
there was a knock at his front door and as much as he wanted it to be you, his face showed different emotions. you stood with a pie in your hand and in front of his door once again. wasnโ€™t this want he wanted? but it wasnโ€™t. you looked forced, annoyed. how he looked whenever you would come up to talk to him.
it wasnโ€™t like before, no immediate hugs or jumps to conversations. you walked straight to the kitchen and helped mikes mom set the table. he only watched you walk right past him and ignore him. ignore him! he finally was going to speak to you and now his time was up? it was like a video game and he had used all this lives.
you tried to kept your composure, but to be honest when he opened the door with his shaggy dark brown hair, almost a shade of black and burgundy covering down to his eyebrow and straight freshly-ironed gray collared sweater, your heart slipped almost a beat. scratch that. make that three beats.
before he could look up, you turned your attention to nancy in the background who smiled and waved to you. quickly to divert his attention, you ran inside without a hello and entered the kitchen to help with dinner. brushing past mikes shoulder, deep inside you wished you paused and said hi whcih could possibly have sparked a conversation but he never did in the past three years so why would he start now!
sitting at a wooden dinner table could never have been more awkward. your parents and his had small conversations but mostly about work and school, meaning you and mike were out of the question. luckily you turned your head to nancy and instantly started to ask her stuff about high school. she gladly responded to your questions. she was so sweet, you kept your eyes away from in front of you and to the side where she was sitting. mike who was facing you was waiting for you to be done but you had no intention of stopping.
when nancy and you finished your conversation, you went up to use the restroom twice, forgot to turn off your record player in your room, and finally dinner ended. all of these were excuses to avoid talking to mike and he clearly noticed. at the end of dinner and everyone was settled in the living room, you excused yourself to your room so you could finish your homework.
surprisingly this was true, mr. dons just handed out an essay assignment due this week and you forgot to do it. you sat on your desk, opening your cabinets to get your notebooks and grabbing a few pencils. once you wrote the first word โ€œthe,โ€ there was a knock at your door.
โ€œcome in!โ€ you said and assumed it was your mom bringing you a snack or to tell you the wheelerโ€™s were finally leaving. but it wasnโ€™t. โ€œsorry to disturb you,โ€ he apologized softly and approached you. you sighed, โ€œwhat do you want?โ€ he was nervous, looking around your room. he saw a small red notebook on top of your dresser, he looked back to you with your eyes glued to your papers. he carefully reached for it, โ€œdonโ€™t touch that.โ€ you turned around and stared at him, โ€œseriously mike what are you doing here?โ€
โ€œi just wanted to talk to you,โ€ mike said and sat on your bed. you turned back to your homework, โ€œwell i donโ€™t want to talk to you.โ€ โ€œwhy?โ€ he asked, further agitating you. โ€œbecauseโ€”i just donโ€™t,โ€ you groaned and tried focusing on the words in textbooks but you couldnโ€™t with the presence of mike wheeler.
โ€œi thought you liked me,โ€ mike mumbled which finally grasped your attention. โ€œliked.โ€ you replied, making mike finally leave your room.
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ramattraswifey ยท 15 days
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๐Ÿนโ€โžด Aim High | Hanzo x reader
summary: Hanzo teaches you how to use a bow and things get steamy ;)
a/n: havenโ€™t written in a while so apologies if its a bit repetitive here and there! Been obsessed with this man for so long and there isnโ€™t enough writing about him <3
cw: mature? Slightly ooc 0-0 Make out sesh, implied sexโ€ฆ ig
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You walked into the practice range, already noticing the archer was there, one thing about Hanzo is that he was always punctual. He was dressed in a tight black compression shirt, accentuating his muscular and broad figure. The fabric hugged his arms tightly, highlighting the amount of training he did. His hair put into his signature ponytail tied with a matching black tie. His posture perfect as he stood still, arrow ready to be released from his bow, hitting a perfect bullseye. You watched him in awe as you approached the target with an arrow drawn back. His face was calm as his huge arms reflexed with each strike of the string. Your eyes trailed over his toned torso as he nocked another arrow on his bow. You were mesmerised by this man. He was handsome. โ€œI see you finally cameโ€ his deep voice rumbled. Hanzo finally turned to face you, his eyes scanning your body quickly before meeting yours. โ€œAre you ready to learn how to shoot?โ€ He questioned casually, a small smile appeared on his face- something you didnโ€™t see often, Hanzo tended to act more stoic in front of the other agents, so this made you feel special. You nodded eagerly, eager to prove yourself to him. โ€œThen let us begin.โ€
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You took Hanzoโ€™s bow and wielded it to the best of your current ability, it had hints of navy blue alongside the riser and a comfortable grip. The archer scooted closer to you, noticing you could work on your posture, he placed his hand lightly on your lower back to guide you through it. โ€œRemember, when moving forward, you should move your right foot slightly backwards.โ€ Hanzo spoke whilst shifting slightly to adjust your form.
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โ€œDonโ€™t look down or around. Focus solely on the target.โ€ You listened, his low soothing voice kept you grounded, blushing as his gaze watched you intensely, inspecting your form carefully. You attempted to match his breathing and technique you saw him use on missions, your muscles slowly loosened as you became less tense. He gave you a nod, signalling he was satisfied but kept his broad hand on your back, his touch making your body flush hot. โ€œGood, now try releasing the stringโ€, Hanzo was so close, you were sure he could feel the warmth radiating off your body. Obeying as he removed his hand, missing the warm contact. Letting go of the string, you drew your arm back, holding your breath as you waited for the arrow to fly. You held your breath and your eyes widened as the arrow left your bow, flying straight towards the target. It hit the centre, but no so much a bullseye. โ€œThat wasnโ€™t even half bad! I thought my aim was pretty good.โ€ You smiled at Hanzo as he shook his head in amusement. โ€œNot bad but youโ€™re not there yet. You need to concentrate more.โ€ He took note of your inability to focus- probably because he didnโ€™t understand the feeling of having a hot archer watching after you. โ€œNow take your stance againโ€ he instructed firmly, you complied, following his instructions as you mimicked his stance. โ€œNow, release the string once more, just slightly higher this time, keep your fingers relaxedโ€ he explained, demonstrating your movements with a gentle push against your back as his right hand came to alter your hand placement, his hands were noticeably bigger than yours. Once released, it flew straight towards the target, but still slightly off. Hanzo moved to stand beside you, his large hands placed gently on either side of your waist, pulling your body flush with his own, sending sensations straight to your core. โ€œThis time try to hit the centreโ€, he softly guided your arm, he touched you with such tenderness, like you were fragile porcelain. You looked up at him, watching as he gently moved your arm, the way his face was fully concentrated on you, his eyes catching your stare and his lips curling upwards, you felt lightheaded. โ€œYou can do this.โ€ He breathed. You were going to get it this time. You inhaled deeply, focusing on the centre of the target and releasing the arrow. You felt the arrow fly, you looked up to watch it soar towards the centre, it hit the target dead on.
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Celebrating, a loud gasp escaped your mouth as you turned your head to face Hanzo, forgetting how close your bodies were as his lips brushed against your ear. You shivered. Butterflies invaded your stomach, hearing his baritone voice rumble lowly against your ear. โ€œYou did well.โ€ Hanzoโ€™s voice was soft and laced with lust as he spoke against your skin, his praise making you weak in the knees. His arm was still wrapped around your waist, his fingertips grazing against the side of your hip bone. He slowly leaned forward, brushing your hair behind your ear, his nose lightly brushing your neck, his breathing heavy on your skin. You swallowed thickly, goosebumps erupting across your entire body. Hanzoโ€™s other hand it made its way up to caress your face and your cheek with his thumb, tenderly tilting your chin up towards him. You had never felt more alive than when he looked at you like that. Even though everything felt too intimate to say out loud, your mouth opened anyway as you leaned into him. Your lips brushed softly against his. Pulling away after only a moment, slightly disappointed as you both longed more intimacy. The warmth between your bodies was intense, his arm holding you tightly against him. Your lips tingled and your cheeks felt hot, but Hanzo simply held you closer.
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โ€œWhat made you stop?โ€ The archer whispered into your ear before kissing the side of your jaw, trailing down the curve of your neck, leaving a trail of kisses along your skin until reaching the base of your throat. You hummed softly, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms again. โ€œYou think iโ€™d let you get away that easyโ€ฆโ€ You could hear the smile in his deep voice, his words almost teasing. Hanzo nuzzled your neck, pressing light kisses there. His breath hitched when you pressed back against his torso, wrapping your arms around him, pulling him flush against you as his fingers dug into the small of your back, pressing you even harder against him. A small whine left your mouth and Hanzo groaned low in his chest as you pressed your hips hard against his crotch, the heat radiating from his body. Your hands fisted into his shirt, pulling him closer, lips parting hungrily for the kiss you longed for. He kissed you deeply, his tongue slipping between your lips and exploring your mouth, sucking gently, giving you every chance to pull away. You didn't want to. Everything felt too much, too good, and you needed more. You pulled back, panting heavily against his lips, eyes half lidded, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you.
Smut part 2โ€ฆ?
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"Come into my dream / Are you ready to awaken? / Are you ready to feed?" โ€” In This Moment. (2012). Adrenalize.
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Spooky Month Medieval AU!
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธโš”๏ธโš”๐Ÿด๐Ÿ—ก๐Ÿ›กโšœ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿ“œ
Synopsis:
Just an alternate universe in which Spooky Month takes place during the Middle Ages. They still have crazy adventures like in the canon, just in a medieval way!
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Skid - Skid is the prince of Pluninara. He gotten his royalty status from his mom. He did once have a father, but in this AU, his father did from a clash with another kingdom. He was slain during battle. Skid looks on the brighter side of things.
Pump - Pump is a prince of a different kingdom, called Estesphere. Not to mention he's also a partime jester! He also likes to crack up jokes and entertain while he's not too busy. He met Skid at a town gathering in Pluninara while lolygagging around.
Lila - Lila is the queen of Pluninara. Ever since her husband died being slain during a clash war, she ruled the kingdom alone. She always teaches Skid that being royal is more than a crown and a throne.
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Roy - The bossiest thief of the three. He will only steal if it benefits him. He has more freedom now that his mischievous uncle was executed. His own parents barely pay attention to him, so he gets away with stealing. Stealing from babies or old ladies is a piece of cake.
Ross - A mama's boy who lives on a farm with Jaune. He does chores like milking the cows, shearing the sheep, and picking ripe produce. He wears a dark navy blueish bandana atop of his mouth and nose to lower the chance of his identity being shown. He's the most stealthy out of the three.
Robert - Oh poor Robert. The pacifist, the one with the most integrity of the three. He never wanted to become a thief. He became one by force. Before that, he never stole in his entire life. The former goody two shoes, the green-hooded thief is still a softie of a criminal.
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Susie- Susie is the older princess of Estesphere. The regal older sister of Pump. She is first in line to the heir. While Pump irritate Susie to the core, she's the Luisa out of the family. She would fight and die for her loved ones, including Skid and Lila. She's a warrior princess and has respect from the church!
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Moloch - Instead of him being a demon, he's the infamous dragon. Skid brought him home. I wonder how he snuck him without Lila noticing. ๐Ÿค”
Eyes - He's a Kraken instead! He still has the power of hypnotizing. He's also called "Eyes of the Waters"
Other Characters
Dexter is the Pied Piper. Why? The Pied Piper is also known as the Rat-Catcher. The Pied Piper is said that he led rats to a river in which they drowned.
Streber is a Bard. He serves as a poetic background character. He would say and softly sing verses.
Candy dealer is an apothecary.
John and Jack are Watchmen.
Roy's Uncle is executed. He committed uh... many crimes.
Kevin is a Merchant.
Feel free to suggest more characters and roles!
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๐Ÿ’ฏ100 Ships Masterlist
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Masterlist of work created for the 100 Ships challenge.
Current Status: In Progress!
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธโ„๏ธKenshi Takahashi/Kuai Liang - Adamant
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โ‡๏ธโ„๏ธErmac/Kuai Liang - Snow
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿคฟโ„๏ธKabal/Kuai Liang - Lion
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšก๏ธ๐ŸŽ–๏ธRaiden/Jax - Spark
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿชจโ„๏ธTremor/Kuai Liang - Amber
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโ„๏ธ๐Ÿฆ˜Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Kano - Lust
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ˜ŽHanzo Hasashi/Johnny Cage - Bronze
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‰Johnny Cage/Liu Kang - Mint
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โ›“๏ธโ„๏ธReiko/Kuai Liang - Arctic
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ช๐ŸQuan Chi/Dโ€™Vorah - Black
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโšฐ๏ธHanzo Hasashi/Bi-Han - Moonlight
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‘Bi-Han/Saibot - Sunlight
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ’จโ„๏ธTomas Vrbada/Kuai Liang - Blue
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿ’œKano/Li Mei - Navy
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโ„๏ธHanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Tea
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆ˜๐ŸŒช๏ธKano/Fujin - Neon
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฅ‹Kung Jin/Kobra - Twilight
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฎBi-Han/Sareena - Blush
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšก๏ธโ„๏ธRaiden/Kuai Liang - Wine
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ‰โ„๏ธLiu Kang/Kuai Liang - Nude
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ—ก๏ธJohnny Cage/Kenshi Takahashi - Rhythm
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿค ๐ŸŒŠErron Black/Rain - Brown
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธโ‡๏ธKenshi Takahashi/Ermac - Linen
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธHanzo Hasashi/Kenshi Takahashi - Ember
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’œAshrah/Li Mei - Thistle
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ซ๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒจ๏ธCassie Cage/Frost/Kira - Cherry
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โ˜„๏ธ๐ŸŒณBlaze/Cetrion - Orange
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸฉธJade/Skarlet - Vanilla
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆดโ„๏ธKotal Kahn/Kuai Liang - Bone
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒจ๏ธ๐ŸŒนFrost/Kira - Harlequin
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ‚Kung Jin/Satoshi Hasashi - Cadet
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธโ„๏ธKurtis Stryker/Kuai Liang - Chocolate
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โ„๏ธ๐ŸŒบKuai Liang/Harumi Hasashi - Peach
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿน๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธKung Jin/Kai - Lead
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿน๐ŸŒ•Kung Jin/Takeda Takahashi - Cream
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿค Kano/Erron Black - Sand
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”…โ„๏ธHotaru/Kuai Liang - White
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ˜ŽErron Black/Johnny Cage - Crimson
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ’‹โš”๏ธNitara/Mileena - Pink
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒŠโ„๏ธRain/Kuai Liang - Ocean
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธSheeva/Sonya Blade - Dove
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŒŠHanzo Hasashi/Rain - Platinum
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿฆ‹Jade/Kitana - Yellow
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโ„๏ธ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธHanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Kenshi Takahashi - Earth
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ”ฎNitara/Sareena - Midnight
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ’‹๐ŸŒณNitara/Cetrion - Pearl
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ซ๐ŸŒจ๏ธCassie Cage/Frost - Frostbite
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŽ–๏ธ๐ŸฅงJax/Vera - Pumpkin
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿโšก๏ธShang Tsung/Raiden - Electric
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ’จRain/Smoke - Purple
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคฟHanzo Hasashi/Kabal - Coral
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโšฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒบHanzo Hasashi/Bi-Han/Harumi Hasashi - Salt
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โ˜ ๏ธ๐ŸŒช๏ธShinnok/Fujin - Crow
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ๐ŸŒณSindel/Cetrion - Rainbow
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒผโš”๏ธTanya/Mileena - Cloud
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโ„๏ธ๐Ÿ’จHanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Tomas Vrbada - Flame
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšฐ๏ธโš ๏ธBi-Han/Cyrax - Red
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿค โ„๏ธErron Black/Kuai Liang - Ash
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅโ„๏ธ๐ŸŒบHanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Harumi Hasashi - Rose
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸคฟKurtis Stryker/Kabal - Slate
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆ˜๐ŸคฟKano/Kabal - Green
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŽ–๏ธโ„๏ธJax/Kuai Liang - Ruby
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ€„๏ธ๐Ÿ”…Havik/Hotaru - Olive
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ’œSonya Blade/Li Mei - Lipstick
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšก๏ธโ˜€๏ธRaiden/Shujinko - Grey
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿฆ‹Sonya Blade/Kitana - Denim
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿˆฒโ„๏ธSektor/Kuai Liang - Rust
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿบ๐ŸคฟNightwolf/Kabal - Flirt
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฒโ„๏ธTaven/Kuai Liang - Sunset
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’šAshrah/Khameleon - Sable
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸฆŽโ„๏ธReptile/Kuai Liang - Desert
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ’œSareena/Li Mei - Sage
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธJohnny Cage/Sonya Blade - Liberty
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆ˜โ„๏ธKano/Kuai Liang - Metal
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒช๏ธNightwolf/Fujin - Sepia
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒ•๐ŸฅŠTakeda Takahashi/Jacqui Briggs - Lavender
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿˆฒโš ๏ธSektor/Cyrax - Scarlet
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿค Hanzo Hasashi/Erron Black - Chestnut
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ๐ŸŒช๏ธShang Tsung/Fujin - Mystic
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐ŸŒช๏ธโ„๏ธFujin/Kuai Liang - Silver
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ซ๐ŸŒนCassie Cage/Kira - Coffee
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ‘’โ„๏ธKung Lao/Kuai Liang - Seafoam
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฉธ๐ŸŒจ๏ธSkarlet/Frost - Lime
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿ‰Kano/Daegon - Punch
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Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿƒโš”๏ธJade/Mileena - Champagne
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - โšก๏ธ๐ŸคRaiden/Ashrah - Copper
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿค Tremor/Erron Black - Bittersweet
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ”ซ๐ŸฅŠCassie Cage/Jacqui Briggs - Honey
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ˜Žโ„๏ธJohnny Cage/Kuai Liang - Candy
Fic Title - ๐Ÿ–ค Rating - ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธSheeva/Sindel - Gold
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kararisa ยท 1 year
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marigold promises
pairing: albedo x gn!reader
genre: social media au, modern/college au, childhood friends to academic rivals to lovers, slow burn
summary: it was evident that you and albedo have changed in the five years youโ€™ve spent apart, but you know better than to view him through the lens of nostalgia. with one goal on your mind โ€“ graduate valedictorian โ€“ who better to stand in your way than the studious, intelligent, ice-cold albedo? one thingโ€™s for sure: heโ€™s going down.
warnings: swearing, crack, light angst, unrealistic depictions of college, family issues, self-doubt, abandonment issues, side ships (tighnari gets paired with a moot); specific chapter warnings will be at the beginning of the chapter โ€” will be updated as the series continues
status: ongoing
author's notes:
my first smau hehe. i've been working on this for a while so i'm really excited! updates will be sporadic but i'll do my best to update often.
the timestamps don't matter unless i say they do!
apologies in advance if i miss any grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language
pictures used are simply to add visual description and do not depict the reader's skin color, height, etc.
written chapters are marked with (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
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profiles:
coffee addicts ([name]'s friends)
donut disco (albedo's friends)
year 1 โ€” whether i like it or not || playlist
01. finally, a worthy opponent! || 02. why pay for netflix?
03. if looks could kill || 04. impromptu cramming session
05. enigma (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || bonus. i hate it here
06. temporary truce || bonus. crisis companion
07. crack theory || bonus. bread
08. twin pendants (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || 09. no harm in asking
10. the print shop by the mondmart || 11. #TCUClubFair
12. save me a slice || 13. miss you too
14. caffeinate me up || 15. u ok?
16. hell week (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || 17. dean's lister
18. please send help || 19. 6/10 difficulty (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
20. #ynsweep || 21. equilibrium (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
22. look me in the eyes (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || 23. team bonding
24. how could i, when it's you? (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || 25. kiss for good luck
year 2 โ€” we make a good team, partner || playlist
26. lab partner thief || 27. dodoco
28. not even remotely subtle || 29. jealousy doesn't look good on you
bonus. ultra secret project proposal || 30. ice cream for three (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
31. "just" the lab report (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || 32. a letter and a promise (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
33. that damn cardigan || 34. shit happens, that's life
35. on instinct || 36. don't be a stranger
bonus. soft launch season
year 3 โ€” promise me this || playlist
37. the college experience || 38. keep it coming
39. the day the world stopped moving (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || bonus. an unexpected call (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
40. i can sense your denial || 41. what is wrong with me
42. stubbornโ„ข (โ˜•๏ธŽ) || 43. strawberry hair tie
44. get your shit together || 45. in spite of it all (โ˜•๏ธŽ)
46. right here
tba
year 4 โ€” these bonds that bind us || playlist
tba
taglist: @fvkkyu @mintreen @edreee @khyllynnn @xxmirrorballxx @aiikalvr @yaefics @ch35hir3 @aequha @alch3myy @lovely-althxa @nei-rinn @cridtiins @zestrya @skylions-den @moriiartt @theother-victoria @sunsethw4 @dazaisfavgf @serossidechick @koiir @lazy-sanns
โ€” the taglist is currently CLOSED! shoot me an ask or a reply if you've changed your url or you'd like to be removed!
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chloeworships ยท 1 year
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I had a vision of the words
โ€œLETHAL WEAPONโ€
And then I saw some kind of hand held missile launcher and a solider.
When I visited Washington DC I had the chance to hold one of these rocket launchers and 2 soldiers had to put the launcher on my shoulder. brroooooooo it was HEAVY ASโ€ฆ LOL ๐Ÿ˜‚ I couldnโ€™t believe it. What an experience. I was so inspired I wanted to join the Navy in the spot. I grabbed an application brought it back to Canada and when I told my parents they were like Ha. Never ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ˜…
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In the second vision, I saw at least 20+ soldiers in formation standing beside canons. A General ๐ŸŽ–๏ธdashed a crossed the line and in front of me yelling orders for the troops to shoot. The soldiers were modern day but the canons were from the 1800โ€™s
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I believe the LORD is saying someoneโ€™s military equipment needs an upgrade OR that someoneโ€™s current military equipment is outdated. Can you win a war with these?
I also believe the LORD is telling us the fighting will intensify.
I saw nothing to indicate there would be successful peace talks or a ceasefireโ€ฆ yet.
After this I saw the Archangel Gabrielโ€™s name so I know these visions were shown to me by him.
Third vision:
God showed me a demon then an Angel came out from the Heavens with bows and arrows and started shooting this demon. The Angel was invisible ๐Ÿซฅ All I could see was an outline of its body, wings etc. On the tip of its wing I saw our beautiful Canadian flag ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ It was almost like this Angel was wearing a lapel ๐Ÿ˜‚
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This was Archangel Uriel. He is protecting our nation. Which I I didnโ€™t know ๐Ÿ‘€
The Angel looked EXACTLY like this (see images below) but with wings and armour and his hair was wavy like our PMโ€™s. His arrows moved so quickly at the speed of light babes. It was super human speed. Iโ€™ve never seen anything like it. Iโ€™m not entirely sure because this part of the vision was blurry but it looked as though at the tip of the arrows was FIRE ๐Ÿ”ฅ Anywho that demon was defeated. I wanted to clap and shout with joy for having seen this victory ๐Ÿน
๐Ÿคฉ
Maybe someone is wondering if our country will be or is safe and God is saying absolutely. AA Michael protects our nation too, under the covenant God made with Abraham as a county founded on Christian principles however this Angel was Uriel. Canada is a Promiseland ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
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Iโ€™m not even gonna lie babes but all of these latest visions on the military indicate to me that something is happening and preparations are being made that only a few are privy to. Something is definitely brewing because Angels only show up when itโ€™s MAJOR.
Itโ€™s interesting because God gave me the song ๐ŸŽถ Unstoppable๐ŸŽถ by Sia and she talks about putting her arnour on. Then I remembered the scripture where Paul discusses putting on the armour of God. (See the post before this one).
You wouldnโ€™t be putting on armour if you werenโ€™t getting ready to fight yeah? OR at the very least shielding yourself from an assault.
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Itโ€™s time to prepare babes โš”๏ธ
We need to prepare for this war to escalate but please pray about this. Allow God to speak to you and to speak to the Heads of State.
About Uriel:
I had a prophetic dream almost 2 years about Uriel coming to protect me from these white supremacists who tried to attack my home in the realm. He had fire ๐Ÿ”ฅ next to him and he said to me in a slithering voice โ€œTHE FIRE OF GODโ€. I spoke to all about this before.
I decided to google โ€œwhat Angel has a bow and arrowโ€ and I found this:
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Recall God gave us 1 Corinthians 15:51 where Paul says โ€œListen, I will tell you a MYSTERYโ€. So what exactly is the definition of Mystery: โ€œsomething that is difficult or impossible to explainโ€ ๐Ÿ‘€
PEOPLE OF GOD!!! I am screaming!!!
Uriel is a warrior Angel babes and he was the first Angel I ever encountered. He is very special to me ๐Ÿ˜‡ THIS IS BIG
Please take heed of what the LORD is saying.
PS. Iโ€™m also being told that our PM will absolutely protect our interests both domestic and foreign. I donโ€™t even know why there is doubt about this because DUH!!! Iโ€™m just kidding, obviously there is plenty of doubt to go around but the answer is YES. Weโ€™re good. I, for one, never doubted him and his commitment to our country.
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saintdagger ยท 1 year
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๐Ÿน navigation.
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about & links.
lover of queer lit, video games, & religious iconography. ( ao3 )
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header: Lucretia (1664), Rembrandt van Rijn
icon(s): A Pomegranate, Siena (1885), George Henry Hall; St. Catherine of Siena (1665), Carlo Dolci
navi header: The Execution of Lady Jane Grey (1833), Paul Delaroche
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๐Ÿน Hello. My name is Link. Iโ€™m a Legend of Zelda fictive sourced from Ocarina of Time and Majoraโ€™s Mask, and Iโ€™m 10 years old. ๐Ÿน Iโ€™m looking for anyone sourced from Ocarina of Time and/or Majoraโ€™s Mask, especially Princess Zelda, Saria, Mido and Navi. Ganondorf, dni. I donโ€™t want anything to do with you. ๐Ÿน I remember being sent back in time after defeating Ganon, back to my childhood, and I remember not being the same at all. I every single 3-day cycle in Termina. I remember the Happy Mask Salesman had a name, and it was Keaton.
๐Ÿน Thank you for your time; i hope you enjoy the time you have left in the day.
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exquizite-gemzs ยท 1 year
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: two pc set bundled of construction ๐Ÿ— vehicle big wheels ๐Ÿ›ž boy โ€˜ little man โ€˜ ใƒ„.
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princematcha ยท 2 years
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BUNNI. FIRST OF ALL๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿนโžก๏ธ @ you
the fact that you tracked down that kiribaku fic of mine even though none of my navi links are even operational right now๐Ÿ˜… like... you had to... put in some degree of work for that and i am literally so flattered like i'm just ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅบ thank you sm
a-also the other day when you said I reminded you of burnt orange like fall leaves I asdfghjk was overjoyed๐Ÿ๐ŸŒ… about it bc that's been kinda lowkey my fav color to wear for the past year or so. and u don't know that but. but you said it. ugh
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i love and appreciate you. these are for you. kith kith.
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literally in awe that i could sense ur fashion colour of the year through the screen. our vibes are connected by an autumn breeze i know it. kiribaku fic was so good i loved it, would hunt it down again.
thank u for bunny kith for bunni (me :3)
mwah mwh hope ur groovy
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