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kelcemenow · 15 days

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Drive Me Crazy - Chapter 8.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

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Warnings Some angsty vibes here, but it's going to get better, I swear!

Huge thank you to the Anon who sent this in! They had such amazing words to say about my writing which I massively appreciate and then to top it off, had an incredible request for me! I only have experience with mechanics in the UK, so I’ve tried my best with this one! “I just recently got interested in Travis K. X reader stories and wanted to let you know, I read all of yours as quickly as I could. They are so well done and I couldn’t help but laugh/giggle and feel through each word you typed out. You’re doing amazing and I’m so glad to have stumbled onto your page. If you have any space for a request, I’d be curious about what Trav would think about having a military (like fighter pilot) or engineer or mechanic girlfriend. I see a lot of stories with him paired with models/singers/social media individuals (which are phenomenal!) but just wondering how he would be with a more tomboy like girlfriend!”

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

"Are you sure you're okay?"

You sighed, rolling your eyes, "Travis, I'm fine. I'm just tired."

He stared at you as thoroughly as he could through his phone screen. Faint wrinkles between his eyes deepened as his eyes narrowed. He hummed quietly before laying further back on his bed, his elbows elevating his torso, "Your Dad seemed pretty happy tonight."

You forced a smile, your chest still panging with hurt, "Yeah, thank you for doing all of this, he had a blast."

"And you?"

You paused, a little longer than you should've, "Yeah, it was great."

Luckily, Travis had rolled across the bed to grab the charger for his phone and didn't pick up on your disheartened expression, "I'm still pissed you wouldn't let the team doctor check you over."

"Travis, I really appreciate that you're concerned for me, I am. But honestly, it wasn't necessary."

He sucked his teeth and shook his head, "It's crazy though, there's gotta be a reason you passed out."

You avoided his gaze, adjusting the folds of your bedsheet.

"Anyway baby, I'm tired. I think I'm going to hit the hay, okay?"

Nodding your head gently, you could feel your body yearning to yawn, "Yeah, me too."

"But I'll call you in the morning?"

"Sure."

You watched as his eyes creased into a sweet smile, "G'night, babygirl."

Your stomach fluttered as his left eye quickly closed into a charming wink. It seemed travis had a talent for making you melt, no matter the situation.

"Goodnight, Travis."

The phone display returned to your home screen, a black and white photo of you and your Dad when you were younger. You must have been around 9 or 10 years old and were wearing one of his work t-shirts, splotches of grease and oil covering most of the fabric. He was leaning over the hood of his car and you were stood on a stool in front of him, holding a large tool in your tiny hand. You recognised his battered baseball cap adorning his head as one of your own now, something he gave you when you took on part of his business. 'A good luck charm', he said. Your chest swelled with love before melancholy set in. The opinions of other people had never bothered you in the past, especially the opinions of complete strangers. You had always been confident in yourself and you valued hard work and kindness over appearances. But now here you were, overthinking and distracted by the online comments of people you didn't know.

You laid back on your bed and stared up at the ceiling, shadows forming swirled patterns across the white paint. Taking a few deep breaths, you glanced across to the digital clock on your nightstand before feeling your eyelids droop lower and lower with each breath.

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Music blasted from the small radio you had perched on top of the exposed engine. Your head was buried under the hood, fingers tinkering at greased bolts and pipes as the sounds of the garage were overpowered by Whitney Houston.

"Y/N!" A deep voice yelled out from behind you.

Your body jerked as the noise disturbed your focus. Glancing over your shoulder, you noticed Jordan standing 20 yards or so away from you, his eyes avoiding yours.

"Yes?" You said impatiently, without changing your stance, a clear sign that you weren't interested in a lengthy conversation with him.

"I don't know if you're busy or..."

"Yeah, I am."

"Right." Jordan turned away for a second before spinning around and taking a few steps closer to you, "You know, it's just that it's obvious that other people think the same as I do."

You stood up straight, your shoulders tightening, "Excuse me?"

"I just don't think that you and Travis are a good match for each other." His feet were planted on the floor but his knees were twitching, his hands nervously fidgeting in his washed out denim jeans, "And I know I shouldn't have behaved the way I did the other night, but I was just in shock to see him there, you know? He's a pretty big deal, and you...you're just a-"

"Is this supposed to be an apology?"

Jordan sighed, his hands moving up to his temples, "I just think you would be better suited with someone else."

You laid down the spanner that you had been firmly gripping, the clang ringing out through the garage and capturing everyone's attention, "Someone else? Someone else like you, you mean?"

"Y/N, that's not what I'm saying-"

"What are you saying, then?

Jordan's gaze drifted to the floor, "I...I don't really know."

You took a step towards him, "Exactly. You don't know what you're saying. So, let me give you a clue. Who I date is none of your business, Jordan. It is actually none of yours, or anyone else's business."

You could see heads turning in your peripheral, but all that you could feel was the heat quickly rising in your chest and adrenaline speeding through your veins. Jordan stood with his mouth open, as if he was about to speak but even if he wanted to, you were reluctant to give him the chance.

"So, just...stay out of it, okay?" You waved your hand before rushing over to the bathroom, the wooden door slamming shut behind you.

Your shaking hands reached for the white basin, fingers gripping the smooth, cool, porcelain as you looked up into the mirror. You gritted your teeth as you attempted to hold your composure for a few seconds before you crumbled, tears travelling down your cheeks quickly. The clangs of the garage were muffled in the distance behind your occasional sobs, but you ran the tap just in case anyone could hear you.

Your reflection stared back at you, the skin under your eyes shiny from tears. As your breathing slowed and you took back control of your emotions, you grabbed your hair behind your head and tied it back with a small scrunchie that was snug on your wrist. Wiping your face, you inhaled deeply before a gentle knock on the bathroom door made you jump slightly.

"Uhh, there's someone in here." Your emotionally charged voice gurgled.

"It's Dad."

You looked around the small restroom, for nothing in particular, before flushing the toilet, "I'll just...I'll just be a minute." You called out, grabbing a hand towel and desperately dabbing your face.

There was a short moment of silence on the other side of the door as your Dad waited for the sound of rushing water to cease.

"He's gotten under your skin, hasn't he?"

"Jordan? I couldn't care less about what Jordan thinks." You tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and brushed down your overalls, "I don't-"

"I meant Travis."

You turned towards the door, your eyebrows furrowed.

"Forgive me for saying this, and I know I don't really know much about your dating life-" He let out a chuckle, "-but I've seen a change in you. A good change."

You reached for the door handle, "Really?"

"You seem happier." You could hear a smile in your Dad's voice, "Today aside, of course."

As you gently turned the handle and opened the door, his face came into view, his cheek pressed to the door frame, desperate to comfort you. You exhaled a smile as his eyes scanned your face, "I am happy."

"So, what's this?" He gestured to your eyes.

You shook your head, "It's stupid, really. I saw some comments on a picture of me and Travis online and then Jordan just-"

"And since when did you care what people thought?"

You blinked, "I don't."

Your Dad pushed the door open further and placed his hands on both of your shoulders, "So, what's the problem?"

You giggled, "I don't know."

"I think I know." He winked with a grin.

You lowered your brows again, your lips tightening into a coy smile.

"You like the guy!" He shook you gently, "And I don't blame you. But I have to be honest here, he's the lucky one to have you, sport."

You looked down at your feet, your cheeks flushing with red.

"So, fuck what everybody else thinks!"

"Daddy!" Your head snapped up, your eyes wide at your Dad's uncharacteristic cursing, which was something exclusively reserved for watching football games.

"Go get him."

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I think I've got my groove back!

This series will be finishing soonish and then I'll get onto the one-shot requests list that I have sitting in my notes app...which is quite a few!

Anyway, I hope you like this next chapter, it's not too dramatic but it's setting up the finale! If you want to be added to my Taglist, just let me know!

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#travis kelce x reader #travis kelce imagine #kelce x reader #nfl imagine #original story #travis kelce fic #travis kelce #travis kelce fluff #nfl fluff #travis kelce smut #travis kelce angst #nfl smut #nfl angst #nfl fic #kelcemenow requests

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mudhamster · 5 months

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CHWHWN: 03. December - "useless fact"

Kacchan: *image attached* impress me Deku: Interested in a particular area? or topic? thing? Kacchan: Bold to assume I would be interested in something useless at all Deku: but! ╰(°ㅂ°)╯ sometimes things you thought were useless turn out to be quite useful Kacchan: uh huh Deku: You remember that rice-cooker thingy? The one that goes in the microwave? Kacchan: no Deku: Everyone and their mama laughed at me. But fact is! I'm the only one in the dorm who can cook perfect rice in 13min Without actually cooking! Kacchan: ... was that the useless fact? Deku: carrots were once purple Kacchan: ..eew Deku: Imagine a soup with purple carrots (° -°）︵ ┻━┻ Kacchan: no thanks Deku: AWARD UNLOCKED: YOU USED ⋆*✩>>T H A N K S<<✩*⋆ FOR THE FIRST TIME!!! Kacchan: fuck you deku Deku: AWARD UNLOCKED: YOU USED ⋆*✩>>F U C K<<✩*⋆ FOR THE 10000th TIME!!! ok sorry. want another one? Kacchan: no

Deku: Dr. Seuss invented the word nerd in 1950. It meant comically unpleasant creature Kachan: actually laughed at that Deku: (´◡`) Kacchan: yea, good one enough for today G'night comic ugly thing Deku: lol Night, Kacchan ♥

For a split second, Izuku saw three dots, Kacchan was still writing something - but then that was it and the chat went silent.

Nevertheless, Izuku lay on the bed, heart pounding, cell phone still in his hand and the chat open. That was what he wanted. Contact, he thought with a small smile. In the last three days, he had chatted more with Kacchan than in the whole last month. It felt new and good. But most of all, right.

He had made him laugh. He rubbed his face deep into his pillow at the thought. Even in front of the posters, he was a little embarrassed by his bashful grin. He'd given anything to hear that. Was Kacchan already in bed? It was late, after eight, which was a pretty good indication.

It meant that he was in bed chatting with Izuku.

The thought of Kacchan chuckling in the dim light of his bedside lamp prevented his ribs from taking another breath, as if huge hands were wrapped around his chest and squeezing him. It felt like longing. Melancholy and a little bit of greed. To finally see Kacchan laugh again because of something he had said or done… a real laugh, … and not the spiteful cackle. A real, honest laugh. He wanted that. And more. All of it.

Izuku blinked down at his cell phone. He re-read the chat with forced calm, the evidence that they had kept in touch for three days without interruption. That was more than a beginning.

Piece by piece, but with composure.

There was no guarantee that he would be able to make him laugh in the next few days - who knew what Kacchan would draw tomorrow? What if it was the hug?

"Please, please let it be something harmless," his muttering died away in his pillow, "I need a little more time, just a few more days."

#chwhwn #mha #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #kacchan #deku #chat fic #bakudeku #bkdk #bkdkchat #fluff #fanfiction #christmas calendar

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noblest-roman-of-them-all · 10 months

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G'night, Patt.

Guess what it is, it's another prompt from @sleepyvirgilprompts. Listen, these prompts have been getting me through an otherwise dry spell. They're a lot of fun and give me a break from the continuity of my AUs while also stretching me as a writer, so you'll be getting a few more of these down the road.

Virgil was awake before be he really realized it. He stayed still a moment under the warmth of his blanket before the tingling sensation in the back of his head pulled him fully from sleep to consciousness.

He stretched under the blanket in a way that no doubt would have gotten him teased for being cat like and reached for his phone on the night stand.

2:48 AM

He groaned and dropped his head back on his pillow. He didn't want to get up, if he was being honest. He'd much rather stay in his own cozy bed and go back to sleep in blissful ignorance like everyone else got to do.

But everyone else wasn't their fight or flight response and, unfortunately for Virgil, the brain couldn't tell the difference between dream emotions and awake emotion.

And so Virgil pushed himself upright and sat for a moment on the edge of his bed, trying to focus on the tingling sensation he felt. He nodded to himself after a moment, peeled his weight blanket from the bed, and made for Patton's room.

He tapped lightly on the door, despite knowing full well the Embodiment of Morality was asleep, before slipping into the room and closing the door silently behind him.

"It's alright, P," he whispered before gently draping his blanket over a trembling and mumbling Patton. "It's okay, Popstar, I gotcha." He sat on the edge of Patton bed and gently massaged the back of Patton’s neck.

Patton whined and pressed his face deeper into his pillow.

"I know," Virgil soothed. "I know, but it's gonna make it worse if I wake you up. Just breathe, Patt, you got this. Just like I showed you, in through the nose out through the mouth, you can do it." He sat at Patton's side whispering words of safety and encouragement and massaging his neck and shoulders till the episode seemed to pass and Patton’s breathing leveled out again.

"See? Told ya you could do it. Proud of you, P." He tucked one of Patton's plushie under his arm and Patton grabbed his hand as he pulled away. "Hey," Virgil knelt to be closer to eye level with him. "Didn't mean to wake you. You good?"

Patton nodded, his eyes glassy. "Thanks for takin' care of me, k-" His voice hitched suddenly. "Virgil."

"You're welcome, P. You want me to stay?"

"You don't have to," Patton shook his head.

"But do you want me to stay?"

Patton nodded. "I don't wanna be alone."

"Alright. Scooch over." Virgil waved his hands and Patton did as he was told, making room for Virgil, who laid down beside him. "Alright, now come here." He drew Patton in close, so that his head was nestled against Virgil's side.

"I'm sorry, Virgil," Patton whispered after a moment.

"I know," Virgil answered. "I'm not-" he sighed. "I'm not mad at you, okay? I'm not...thrilled about what's been going on, but I'm not mad at you, okay? There's a lot more to it than can be addressed in a-" he checked his phone "-3:12 am conversation and it's not something I feel up to anyway. But I'm not mad at you."

Patton nodded and tried to get himself to belive it. "Thanks, Virgil," he replied, the stiffness in his voice betraying him.

Virgil sighed. "Look. I don't...necessarily mind the nicknames. Just. They make me feel weird sometimes 'cause...it's hard to explain. I can't be soft, P. Not all the time. I have to be able to get Thomas's attention sometimes and- Y'remember when...I tried ducking out, and pulling away from Thomas completely?"

Patton nodded into his shoulder.

"Thomas said I was like an alarm clock, right? That's a lot more accurate than he knew. I don't just set off the alarm for external things though, and yeah, sometimes I jump the gun a little on this things, but I'm also the alarm for internal things, subconscious things. That's why I showed up when Logan and Roman started arguing. Because there was a problem, I couldn't name it, but I knew it was there. And you helped us get there, Patton, you helped Thomas get there. But I have to be able to sound those alarms. And it's hard to sound them, when you treat me like I'm...not who I am. I've changed a lot, P, but I am not some angel. I know- I know you mean well, and you're trying to be supportive and make me feel welcome because you don't want me pullin' another ducking out stunt and while I appreciate that sentiment, I have to be allowed to be scary."

"I guess I hadn't really thought about it that way," Patton replied.

"Well, yeah, P, it's not your job. That's why I don't really hold it against you. You're trying to do you're job and I'm trying to do mine. And sure our goal is to help Thomas, but he's human. He's got internal conflict just like any other human. That doesn't make us not friends anymore. Cause we still are. At least as far as I'm concerned."

"Thank you. It really means a lot to hear you say that. And I am trying, Virge, I really am."

"I know, Patt, we all are. But change and growth are hard. They're uncomfortable. And Thomas is really working on those things right now and that's gonna have a direct affect on all of us. It's gonna make things weird and a little hard for a while. But we're gonna be okay. All of us are gonna be okay. But so are you and I. We're still friends, even friends have their spats, okay? Friendship is like any other kind of relationship, it's not gonna be perfect and there are gonna be disagreements and arguments. But we're gonna get through them. Just, y'know, maybe not all tonight cause it's now even later and I'm gonna accidentally wake Thomas up if we get into all of that. So before we go to sleep, three things okay? One: we are still friends. Two: I'm not happy about a lotta things, but I am not angry at you. Three: I love you, Patton."

"Love you too, Virgil. Thank you for telling me all of this. I'll do my best to work on it."

"I know you will. But for now, let's just go to sleep."

Patton nodded and nestled a little closer to Virgil. "Night, kiddo. Love you too."

Virgil smiled and hugged him tightly. "G'night, Patt. Sweet dreams."

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #patton sanders #sanders sides fic #platonic moxiety #my writing

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grogthingmann · 1 month

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kankari vantas is my type

despite hussie's characterization of kankari having him being a sjw straw man I CAN FIX HIM I WANT TO M A K E O U T W I T H H I M sssoooooo B A D (with consent of course)

i want to hear him yap on and on about trigger warnings n' all that as we're in bed as i'm staring into his eyes lovingly as f u c k saying "g'night babe" to him he'd be like "l9ve y9u 6a6e #good night " like we're we've been married for 9 years even though been on 3 dates and in one of them i've eaten an old man alive and screamed at a flock of birds

#kankari my beloved #kankri vantas #bisexual bastard thing

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mulletmitsuya · 2 years

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Haitani bro's dm's

Warnings: like one swear word, mentions of alcohol

Desc: Rindou tells Ran his DJ stage name

Rindou: hey

Rindou: hello

Rindou: please wake up its been 13 hours

Rindou: you are literally rotting in bed

Ran: i swear to god Rindou

Ran: if you woke me up for a stupid reason i'll sell your liver😐

Rindou: you just wanna steal mine cause yours is failing due to your alcoholism LMAO

Ran: i'm not an alcoholic

Rindou: you are

Rindou: no but fr are you okay?

Rindou: it's funny seeing you plastered all the time but is this like an unhealthy coping mechanism

Ran: no i just like the taste🙄

Rindou: alcohol tastes like ass so stop lying

Rindou: k wait we'll talk about that later

Rindou: i think i've finally come up with a stage name

Ran: th...that's why you woke me up?😊

Rindou: dude it's really important just bear with me😐

Ran: you owe me

Rindou: yeah yeah now listen!

Rindou: ok hear it comes

Rindou: are you ready

Ran: yes

Rindou: you could be a little exited you know

Ran: ok sorry

Ran: yes i'm ready 😍🤩💖💗

Rindou: 😑

Rindou: idc you can't ruin my vibe ive made a breakthrough

Rindou: ok here it comes

Rindou: Tiny 'Tani!

Rindou: TT for short

Rindou: 😎

Ran: ..okay....

Ran: uhm

Ran: why that name specifically

Rindou: alliteration is usually cool and it'll make me look creative

Rindou: and

Ran: cause i'm the younger haitani

Rindou: i'm done trying to escape you

Rindou: people say i'm less competent and less smarter than you

Rindou: but today i'm taking things into my own hands or whatever

Ran: ...

Ran: and

Ran: you think this is the right way

Rindou: YEAH

Rindou: like "yo whats up you guys, DJ Tiny 'Tani on the beat!!!!😎" (the room erupts in cheers and screams cause of how great i am)

Rindou: panties are falling, balls are dropping

Rindou: the room fucking explodes

Rindou: it's literally gonna be legendary

Ran: hmm

Ran: um, alright

Ran: can you lose the abbreviation please

Rindou: why?

Ran: it sounds like titty🙂

Rindou: no you're just trying to ruin my swag

Rindou: probably scared that i'm gonna get cooler than you

Rindou: fake ass

Rindou: i'm keeping it

Ran: i-

Ran: Rindou you know i love you right

Rindou: every time you say that you say something really mean after🙁

Ran: it's a horrible name

Ran: terrible actually

Ran: please never use it

Ran: and i mean ever

Rindou: 😐

Rindou: why

Ran: ????

Ran: idk it just doesn't hit like you think it does

Ran: i know you're trying your best but💀

Rindou: 😒

Rindou: k

*Rindou has gone offline*

Ran: are you sad now :(

Ran: Rindouuuuuu i'm sorry

Ran: maybe i'll reevaluate when i'm sober

Ran: i don't think that will change anything though

Ran: how did you even come up with that

Ran: i'm going to sleep! hopefully you do to and your dreams reveal a better name

Ran: g'night Tiny 'Tani😭

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #tokyo revengers groupchat #tokyo revengers texts #tokrev #haitani brothers #haitani ran #haitani rindou #uhh #yeah i think thats it idk #man this is ass #but i don't think ive updated in a while so #sorry if i mischaracterized them #i had to delete a lot of it cause it was based on my own headcanons that didn't really make sense and had no correlation to the story #this is based on the character books and how Rindou's hobby is djing

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heyimroe · 1 year

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Not Today

Baji x reader

Content: name calling, fluff

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Baji sat on the bed whilst you slept so soundly. The cool breeze of the wind made you shiver and curled into a ball. "Hmm," he groaned, your so cute it aches his heart. He sighs while getting back to bed. Trying to take the blanket from you.

You grip onto the blanket, "Kei, I'm cold. Please," you whimper. He smirks, "Oh yeah?" wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him. You gasp, feeling the sudden heat. "Baji, what are you doing?" You whined, squirming under his touch while he calmed you down.

"Now, now princess," he whispered in your ear, his voice low and husky. You stop moving and felt a little bulge between your ass. It was getting wet and harder. "B-baji," you whimper while trying to escape his grip. "What is it princess?"

"Not today, not today Kei," you whimper. His eyebrow raises, "Not in the mood, princess?" He whispered, disappointment in his eyes. You turn to face him and shook your head. Baji then bite your neck with his fangs. "A-ah," you moaned softly.

He smirked while pulling you super close. "You need something?" he joked, "K-kei, no." You whimpered, "I'll give it to you tomorrow, not today baby, a-ah!" He stopped and turned around for his back to face you. "Baby, don't be like this." Tugging his sleeve.

"Just joking, princess," he teased and pecked your lips. He tucked his head into your neck while massaging your breast. Your breath hitched and gripped his wrist though you knew it wouldn't do anything. "Baby, pl-please.. ah! " you pleaded.

He chuckled against your skin, "try to relax, princess." You try to fall asleep but he started to kiss your neck. "Please, Kei. Stop, please," you whimpered. "Fine, you'll pay for it later, g'night." He whispered, cupping your breasts with his hands.

"Good night, kei."

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev fluff #baji x reader #baji scenarios #baji x you #toman baji #baji thirst #tokrev baji #tr baji

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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Due to my brain being the size of a peanut, please don't send requests that are just " [insert character] smut". You don't have to go into a lot of detail but something would be nice. K' thanks for reading. Love you. G'night or morning

#This goes for all asks but ye

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mrdrhenwardhykle · 1 year

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Here's a sketch to chew on for the night.

g'night!

#lizard man can respect your preferences but he won't respect you #also hc that lizard boy has a roger rabbit-like personality and sounds like Conker from CBFD #that makes no sense but I like the idea for his character of being a lil silly annoying guy you can't get rid of #basically like Noise #sketch #lizard man #lizard king #the lizard king #dragon's lair #snake man #dirk the daring #also i'm open to correction on the sign part

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maranull · 10 months

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The Journey Back

Chapter 7: Riders Of The Night

Fic Summary: A retelling of Malenia’s Bloom during the battle at Caelid and Finlay’s journey back to the Haligtree.

Rating: Mature Total word count: 9228 Genre: Action/ Adventure Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

All chapters:

Scarlet Flower

Faith In Fire

Through Dead And Living

Out Of Limgrave

Enter Liurnia

Quiet

Riders Of The Night

#elden ring #cleanrot knight finlay #my writing #fic update #alternative title: the chapter in which finlay fights the pony/ies #“will post in two days probably” “proofreading will take some time”#i have the “has-no-time-management-abilities-and-understanding” affliction #anyway this is the best monday ever #WOOOOOOOO #k g'night #BITE BACK THE BEDBUGS THAT BITE #<3

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mixedstyles · 2 years

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Before bed time daily bean meme mail time WOOHOOOOO! Good afternoon ReyRey! I just wanted to say thank you for checking up on me. I am very thankful for that. I feel way better now and am now going to bed *nodding* anygays here's the meme of the DaAaaAAYYyyyYyy~

GOOD NIGHT BIG SIS THANKS FOR CHECKING UP ON ME 💖💖💖 ( I might be asleep when you see this so hehe) Also I know you're getting into k-pop so I'm gonna recommend Tomorrow x Together (TXT). Yep that's it G'night ReyRey! Hope you have a nice rest of the day! 💖

Hi nova bean!!! Sorry this is nearly 12 hours later. I haven’t been on tumblr a lot today. I think this photo is my favorite out of the ones you’ve sent so far. Oh to be a cat chilling with a face mask.

Do you have any TXT song recommendations?

#daily bean meme mail #my asks #noooovaaaaa

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theghostofwilburtheworm · 2 years

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Look at the pretty flowers lads :] k g'night c u all in a bit

#kind of a vent in the tags #today was quite awful im so very tired of stuff and humaning and just frustrated in general with all the dumb stuff hapening arowund me and #and to me but its fine itll be okay some day #okay so sorry #good night!!!#gh0ost txt

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s-the-seething-songbird-2 · 7 months

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Logs for Thomas, Part 2: #3

Song currently stuck in my head: "Call Me Master" by Blood on the Dance Floor

So, I want to get this explanation out of the way because I don't want to give the impression that there's some hidden agenda on my end:

I know that, in the past, we've used song recommendations as a way to secretly relay to one another how we're feeling in general or about each other. Me adding what song is stuck in my head in each of these logs is not me attempting to do that again. I'm not sure I've ever mentioned this to you, but I always have a song stuck in my head. All the time. Every second of every day. I thought this was normal and that everyone experienced this, but recently, I've learned that it isn't. Only a small portion of people experience this, and no one knows why. So, documenting it here is reliable a way for me to gather more data on a steady timeline and see if I can figure it out. (Also, it means there's a fun "theme" to these, and maybe you'll find some new bangers on here (or something cringy to laugh at when you're bored).)

So, to answer your question, no, the act of me referencing this song has nothing to do with what happened between us, nor is it intended to be any kind of "secret message". If you struggle with obsessive thoughts in the way that I do, PLEASE don't drive yourself crazy trying to read into it. Yes, I still care about you immensely, and yes, the time we had together all those years ago was very meaningful to me, but I'm not trying to "win" you back.

Also, unrelated, but Dahvie Vanity (the main singer of BOTDF) is a fucking creep, and I hope he goes to jail. I do not like that this song is the one my brain decided to play because it reminds me of all of the disgusting shit that guy did and how he STILL hasn't been served justice (thanks, Chris Hansen, for making it even harder for the detectives to do their job /s). If you know anything about him, you probably hate him, too. You get it.

Anyway, with that out of the way, there's something really important that I wanted to bring to your attention: my mood swings are INTENSE. That log about being in Nondescript Holiday Store(TM) was written when I was in a really bad one. That song triggered the f u c k out of me, and I wasn't handling it well.

Everything that I wrote in that log was true, but I don't typically feel it as strongly as I do when I'm in one of Those Moods, if that makes sense. I do miss you, I do wish you were back, and you, Shay, Jack, and I could all be friends again. But I really am living my best life, and all things considered, I have moved on. You know, as moved on as I can be because apparently I can't let anything go and it's really embarrassing.

My boyfriend wants me to hang out with him before bed, which is something he and I typically do around this time, so I'm signing off, but please keep what I said in mind.

G'night!

- S

#logs for thomas #10/10/23

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