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perseephoneee · 8 months
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ask me to dance? [isaac lahey x f!reader]
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request: can you do some wholesome isaac content?
warnings: pure fluff. teenagers being awkward.
a/n: me? remembering to write? shocker. literally struggled with this lol but i'm here and i'm trying to write more in order to be a productive member of society. also i'm so in love with Isaac it's not funny *cries*
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It never really got cold in Beacon Hills, considering it was located in California. Still, when temperatures started to fall to a mild climate, it signaled to the teen population that winter was fast approaching. And with that came Winter Ball. Which is all you've been able to think about. 
To anyone who would ask, it wasn't that big of a deal– but you secretly thought about it. All the outfits, the decorations, the romanticism of it all. Maybe it was the hopeless romantic in you, especially as someone who has never had a date. It used to not bother you; you were happily involved in your studies or worrying about being murdered by a supernatural at any time. But then you started spending more time with a certain werewolf and thought it wouldn't be that bad to care about that stuff. 
"Do you think Scott is going to ask me?" Kira said, scaring you out of your thoughts as you closed your locker. You took in the dark-haired female beside you, her eyes questioning and fingers tapping her books. "Will I have to ask him?"
"He'll ask you," you sighed. "He trips over his shoelaces every time he walks down the hall."
"Maybe he didn't tie them well?" Kira looked down the hall as if the boy in question would show up. 
"He likes you," you sent a small smile. Kira relaxed slightly, loosening her shoulders before facing you with a questioning glance. 
"Do you have anyone to go to the dance with?" Kira inquired, plain curiosity in her eyes. You knew, though, that she wanted more info on if you liked anyone. Even with her as a good friend, you rarely discussed those feelings with anyone. Usually, you were the one everyone else confided in. 
"Might not even go," you averted your eyes as Kira slapped your arm lightly. 
"You have to go!" Kira begged. "I can't go alone if Scott asks me."
"Kira, you won't be alone if you go with Scott." She silenced you again with a sharp look. 
"You know what I mean," Kira sighed. "I just don't want you to shy away from something you might enjoy. Especially when I am certain some eligible young bachelor or bachelorette would be interested in going with you."
You pressed your back into your locker, looking down at your scuffed shoes rather than the girl beside you. You glanced up when you caught sight of Scott and Isaac in your peripheral vision. Kira grew still as she saw Scott shuffling closer to you to hide. You tried shoving her, but the kitsune was an immovable rock as Scott and Isaac got closer. You saw Scott's eyes light up as he caught sight of Kira, and you wanted to smile when Kira's cheeks deepened. You made it a point to not stare at Isaac next to him, even if you really liked the blue sweater he was wearing. It's purely observational, with no lurking feelings behind it. 
"Hey guys," Scott smiled, holding his backpack straps like a kindergartener on the first day of school. "Whatcha guys up to?"
"Talking about the dance," you answered right as Kira tried to pass your prior conversation off as nothing. She shot you an angry look, but you hid the smile on your face as Scott perked up. "Kira wants to go but worries about not having a date." The look Kira shot you could be akin to being burned in the seventh circle of Hell, but you knew that your fair-weathered friend would've spent the whole time pondering if Scott liked her rather than making a move. 
"I don't have a date either," Scott grimaced, trying to pass off as a smile. Kira visibly perked up, and you and Isaac barely hid smiles. "Maybe we can go together?" 
The glee that overtook Kira's eyes was radiant, and she nodded enthusiastically. "I would love that," Kira grinned. 
"Great," Scott beamed. "Can I walk you to class?"
Kira grabbed her books, sending you a look that said, "We'll talk later," while happily following the alpha wolf. You turned towards Isaac, feeling your heart start pitter-patter as he made eye contact with you. He gave you a shy smile, fidgeting with the books. 
"They seem happy," you sighed, trying to break whatever tension you imagined. 
"I'm glad it worked out," Isaac said, his steel blue eyes connecting to yours. "Scott was getting annoying."
"So was Kira," you slyly smiled. "What about you?" Isaac looked at you inquisitively. "Are you…going to the dance?"
"I don't think so," he mumbled, averting his eyes briefly. You felt your heart sink in disappointment. Luckily, you were spared a response with the bell ringing. 
"See you around, Lahey," you smiled jokingly, trying to brush off any lingering feelings you had. You turned on your heel and walked off towards the direction of US History. You barely paid attention in class, though, your thoughts consumed with the micro-interaction by your locker. You didn't like Isaac, right? You just were disappointed a good friend wouldn't be there at a dance you might not even be attending. Totally rational feelings. At least that was the mantra you kept repeating till the end of the school day. 
You managed to keep most Winter Ball-related thoughts at bay for the rest of the week while you helped the pack deal with whatever issue. Sometimes, it felt like you guys lived in a CW show with a villain of the week, but somehow, fighting and scheming became part of your routine. You would never admit it to anyone, but you did enjoy the research portion of your problems. Even if it was you and Stiles eating pizza in his room while staring at way too many red strings. It made you feel wanted in a way that you haven't before. By the end of the week, though, the only research you were doing was for a class project. You were already debating when you could (reasonably) quit for the night and curl up with some Netflix or Hulu. Your phone rang by the fifth academic journal, and you glanced to see Lydia's name lighting up the screen. 
"Hello," you said, setting your phone on speaker. 
"Dress shopping tomorrow. Are you in or out?" Lydia asked on the other line. 
"For what?"
"Winter Ball, obviously," Lydia scoffed, the sound of rustling clothes in the background telling you she was going through her closet. "The fact I've waited this long when it's two weeks out is actually ridiculous, but with our life, I guess it's not surprising."
"I might not even go, Lyds."
"Don't be like that," Lydia sighed on the other line. "What's holding you back?"
"Kind of lame to go to a dance without a date," you mumbled, shrinking back into your chair. Maybe if you curled up in a ball and became a turtle, no one would ever ask things of you again. 
"All of your friends will be there, and most girls will probably ditch their dates anyway," Lydia chimed. "And besides, who cares? I don't have a date either, and I'm still going."
"I thought you were going with Stiles."
"In a completely work-related situation," Lydia coughed, even as you rolled your eyes. "He knows that."
"I'm sure he'll figure it out by the tenth corsage he buys you," you snickered.
"Just come tomorrow; Kira is joining. We'll get dresses, lattes, and have a day where werewolves don't intrude." You bit the inside of your cheek, staring at your laptop screen as the words melted into mush in your brain. You could at least hang out, even if you didn't buy anything. 
"I will come," you amended, almost hearing Lydia's excitement from the phone. "I won't promise that I'll buy anything."
"Grab you at 11 a.m., be ready," Lydia chimed, hanging up the phone. You sighed and put your head in your arms, wondering what you got yourself into. 
It was a reminder that waking up by 10 a.m. was a struggle for you. You barely dragged yourself out the door as Lydia spammed your phone, pleading for your coffee as you slid into the car. Kira laughed at you as you curled up in a ball and muttered about sweet death taking you soon. Lydia drove up to the coffee place, an ivy-strewn brick building called Cafe Allegro, and you bolted out of the car and through the doors. The smell of roasting coffee beans and the whir of the espresso machines welcomed you like a blanket on a cold night, and you wondered if you could ask that when you die, it could be in a pile of coffee beans. You ordered your latte, not having to wait long to get your order as you stood off the side, inhaling the fresh scent. Having been absorbed in your calm, you didn't notice the boy standing next to you. 
"You are really into your coffee," Isaac remarked, scaring you out of your stupor. You made a pathetic yelp, grimacing as a chuckle escaped his lips. 
"It's too early."
"It's almost noon."
"Too early," you sighed, sipping the heavenly goodness in your hand. "Why are you here?" 
"Scott and Stiles dragged me to the suit rental place and told me they didn't want me left alone to wallow or something like that," Isaac laughed, shoving his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a heather gray henley today that you were enjoying and trying your hardest not to notice. "If it's so early, why are you here?"
"Similar reason. Lydia and Kira dragged me dress shopping," you glanced up at him before looking around the shop and realizing that your comrades were hiding on the opposite side. Annoyingly leaving you with the person who gives you immense jitters. 
"Do you think you'll get a dress?" Isaac inquired. 
"Not sure why, don't have a good reason to," you mumbled, staring at your cup. Gosh, your heart was beating fast, and your stomach hurt. Maybe you should've gotten something calming like herbal tea. 
"You should get one," Isaac coughed, looking visibly uncomfortable. For a second, you worried that you were annoying him. "You would look…pretty."
"Thanks," your cheeks burned. "Then, you should get a suit." You swallowed, feeling like your head was in a whirlpool. Isaac's eyes looked at you with something akin to interest, but you passed it off as your caffeine-filled hallucinations. 
"We should go to the dance together," Isaac said quickly, tensing slightly as he awaited your reaction. Your eyes widened, and you had to remember what solid ground felt like as his words sank in. 
"I would like that very much," you breathed. Isaac's demeanor softened, relief flooding his eyes. He bit his lip to stifle his grin, which was the worst mistake he could've made as now all you were focusing on was his lips. "Gotta go," you announced, bolting from him before he could say anything else or before you jumped him at a coffee shop. You made it to Lydia and Kira and dragged them out of the door, not bothering to look back for fear of embarrassment. Lydia had mild complaints, but mostly, Kira gave you a knowing look. 
"Is there a reason for this rush?" Kira asked, eyebrows lifted in question. 
"I need a dress," you said. Lydia and Kira shared a grin and you knew there was a specific reason they left you with Isaac in the cafe. You wanted to strangle them and kiss them for it. 
The ride to the dress shop was short, but the anxiety building like a knot in your stomach persisted long after. Isaac asked you to the dance. He asked you for some unknown reason. You guys were friends and occasionally worked together. Still, you struggled to have a conversation before that didn't end with you saying something weird and making it awkward. You used to chalk it up to just not having common interests. Still, if you admitted the truth to yourself, you would know it's because you had a giant raging crush on the werewolf. Words were not in your vocabulary around him. 
Entering the dress shop (a cute place called Laura Jane's Boutique), you were suddenly reminded why you didn't really want to go in the first place. You love pretty things, but the over-glitzy dresses and jumpsuits are not your style. At least Kira looked as out of place as you. Lydia led the charge, though, immediately saying "no" to many dresses on the rack and holding up some options for you and Kira. You did love it, though, Lydia caring enough to try and find the perfect dress for her friends. It made you feel wanted. 
You wandered into one of the back sections, skipping the colors you would never wear. What was Isaac's favorite color? Maybe that's the color of dress you should go with. Your inner voice told you it shouldn't matter what color you wear. Not just because you value your independence but because Isaac would love it either way. 
You pushed some dresses aside on one of the racks, stopping at a shorter-length dress. It had bell sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. It was simple but not understated, and you loved it. 
You went home that night feeling like you were on a cloud. Except, like all good things, your crippling insecurities had to rear its ugly head and make you start questioning everything. Laying in your bed, the dress still in its tissue-wrapped bag, you stared at the ceiling, debating what had happened. What if Isaac only asked you to the dance because it was convenient? Or worse, he was asked to by someone like Scott or Lydia? He probably didn't like you at all. Why would he? You were human. Unremarkable. 
Vibrations could be felt in your head as your phone rang, and you begrudgingly grabbed at it without checking the caller ID. "Hello?" you grumbled.
"Hey," the tenor voice said from over the phone. "Can I come over?" 
"Isaac?" you asked, sitting up in your bed. "Is everything okay?" Oh my gosh, was he hurt? Or rescinding his previous offer of the dance.
"I just want to see you," he breathed. "Is this a bad time?"
"Never," you answered quickly. "You can come over."
Ten minutes later, of anxious pacing in your room, you got a text from Isaac saying he had arrived. You ran downstairs to open the door, slightly winded from the rush. Isaac's face was illuminated by your porch lights, and all you could think about was how pretty he was. 
"Hi," you spoke, looking up at him.
"Hi," Isaac smiled, "can I come in?" Nodding, you opened the door further so the golden-haired werewolf could enter. You gestured for him to follow, leading him to your room for privacy. You started to regret that decision when you realized that you had invited someone you were interested in into your bedroom. This was the plot of a bad romance novel. 
"What brings you to my humble abode?" you inquire, twirling to face him.
"I came to check on you," Isaac glanced around your bedroom, smiling faintly at your posters on the wall. You watched his eyes catch on your corkboard, where a photo of the two of you at Derek's loft is in prime display. It was after saving the day, and Stiles had bought multiple tubs of ice cream to celebrate. Derek demanded why this "celebration" had to be at his place. However, Stiles had never once listened to Derek's complaints and hosted it anyway. You loved that picture and that memory. 
"Check on me? I'm not in danger again, am I?" you smile, sitting on your bed and subconsciously grabbing one of your stuffed animals. 
"Kira was over to see Scott and mentioned you might be 'spiraling into oblivion,'" Isaac turned to you, quoting Kira's words. Sometimes, you wondered if that girl was telepathic with how well she knew you. 
"Maybe a little," you mumbled, fidgeting with your fluffy friend. Isaac hesitantly sat next to you on the bed, his weight causing you to sink closer to him. 
"Can I ask why, or should I just infer?" he chimed, grabbing another stuffed friend you have and twirling it around. It was a blue chicken from a video game you play, with a cute pink gizzard and round body. "I like this one."
"Do tell," you chuckled, watching him squish the chicken plush. 
"It's squishy," he muttered, patting it on the head before setting it carefully beside him. Your heart wanted to burst at the small interaction. 
"I was worried about the dance," you responded, answering his previous question. He gave you a sidelong glance, asking you to elaborate. "I don't know why you asked me."
"I like you."
"Like me, or like me?" you whispered, barely able to get your voice heard. Unfortunately, Isaac is sitting next to you and has a werewolf hearing, so he didn't miss a thing. He hesitantly grabbed the stuffed animal from your fidgeting hands, putting it aside before carefully holding your hand in his own. 
"I think you're amazing," he smiled, looking at you with eyes the color of a lakeshore. "So yes, I like you."
"I like you too," you breathed, a smile gripping your lips. "When did you get good at socializing?"
Isaac laughed, still holding your hand as he absentmindedly traced shapes on your knuckles. "Had lots of time to practice conversations while trapped in a freezer."
"You need therapy."
"Probably," he laughed, grinning at you before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. Your breath caught in your throat as he looked at you. "Can I kiss you?" 
You barely managed a nod, your heart thumping loudly in your chest as Isaac kissed your lips. It was soft and somewhat hesitant, like he didn't want you to run away afterward. You boldly deepened the kiss, as it felt like water filled your ears and a marching band played in your heart. The hand he wasn't holding you used to capture his face, his free hand lightly gripping the outside of your thigh. It wasn't fireworks but an ocean at high tide with waves crashing against the shore. And you didn't mind it one bit; you hated fireworks anyway. When Isaac did pull away, his breath was warm against your lips, and you had to remember to let out a shaky breath before you hyperventilate. Isaac kissed your cheek, pulling back to look at you with pure adoration on his face. 
Kissing him again was pure bliss, and you couldn't help but look at him with awe. You weren't sure how you were granted something this good when you've spent your whole life dreaming of something worth half of this. Still, you wouldn't exchange it for anything. It meant you got to spend Winter Ball with the most handsome boy on the dance floor. 
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snowberriies · 5 months
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HOW SOON IS NOW?
𓂃 ࣪ ˖ 𐦍 main blog | my music back in highschool i was a camp counselor, and we had to choose names. i chose the name "snowberry" and all my kids called me "snow" like snow white. now, to ruin that perfectly innocent memory, my blog name is "snowberriies" ruining for all the smut i repost
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teenwolf-theoriginals · 6 months
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I saw your thing about talking to followers more so this is me saying howdy 👉👉
aw, hi! hope you're well, and thank you for sending in an ask. ♡
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dorkofclanlavellan · 2 months
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Ship for @perseephoneee
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I ship you with Sam Winchester!
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I'd ship you with Sam due to your shared deep empathy and caring nature, complemented by his appreciation for someone brave and feisty. The dynamic would be filled with sarcastic banter, aligning with both your senses of humor. Together, you'd form an affectionate connection.
Best Friend - Charlie AND Dean
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Headcanons:
- Sam would enjoy reading whatever fantasy novel you recommend, mostly because he loves how excited you'd get talking about it. And it could be something you'd share. But, you and secret-but-not-so-secret-nerd Dean would bond over fantasy, which would result in your own mini-book club.
- Sam sitting behind you in bed, legs on either side of you with you leaned back against his chest. You'd be researching a case together and you dozing off like that.
- The Impala becomes a sanctuary for your coffee-fueled conversations. Dean would teasingly gag as you cuddle up with Sam in the backseat, crocheting and chatting.
What would you be in Supernatural: A Hunter and a researcher.
Tropes:
Everyone sees it but the both of you
Friends to lovers
Sickeningly Adorable
(Bonus) Found Family [a given with the Winchesters the main exception is you don't die]
Feel free to tweak or add any details to make it more personalized!
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witchthewriter · 22 days
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@perseephoneee.
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natti-ice · 27 days
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@anglbby444: “I never imagined you to be so sensitive, but I love it.” 18+ mdni
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Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3
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Anthony’s hands wander down your back as the two of you share a passionate kiss, his finger expertly undo every button down your silky night dress allowing it to slip off completely. His hands immediately moved to your bare waist as he gently caresses your soft skin, he works his way up to your exposed breasts and lightly brushes his fingers over your hardening nipples. You let out a soft whimper against his mouth, his soft touches sent a wave of pleasure through your body. He pulls back from the kiss and breathlessly whispers “I never imagined you to be so sensitive, but I love it.” A smirk curved on his lips before he bends down and attaches his lips to one of your very sensitive nipples.
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Tags: @thatweirdgirlwholives @themadhattersqueen @itsyagirlmeee @perseephoneee @let-love-bleeds-red
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veryberryjelly · 5 months
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chilly cheeks
pairing : jamie tartt x reader
prompt : rosy cheeks
𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲
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you could think of nothing worse on a cold december afternoon than running around in little shorts kicking a ball at a net.
but your boyfriend seemed to thrive on it.
every day after training in the winter season he would come into the house smiling like a child, his cheeks red with cold and he would find you and make you cold too.
sliding his icy hands up your shirt, burying his chilly cheeks into the crook of your neck.
and every time he did it he would get a squeal out of you.
today was different from the others though as jamie had invited you to watch his practice today.
the two of you had plans to go away for the weekend too, and if you wanted to get to your rented house before dark then you would need to go straight from nelson road.
you had your bags in the car, along with a small bag of snacks to get you through the drive.
you had to admit, it was fun to watch jamie on the pitch whether it was playing a game or just training. he thrived on the pitch and it was amazing to see.
even if you were a little chilly sitting in the stands. amongst all of the layers you had put on to combat the winter chill, nothing could ever be enough to get rid of the biting cool that flew through the stadium.
you watched as jamie darted around the pitch, occasionally stopping to glance at you and give you a smile or a wink which seemed to warm your body up for a few seconds at a time.
when ted finally wrapped up training you climbed down from your seat in the stands, heading back into the building to wait in the warm for jamie instead of freezing outside.
you were checking on the traffic for the trip when you felt a pair of cold hands making their way underneath your shirt, causing a squeal to be heard all throughout nelson road.
when he finally relented and removed his hands from under your shirt, you turned to face him with a bright smile on your face.
" enjoy watchin' me play, babe ?" he teased, a smile spreading across his lips.
" i always love watching you play, jamie...i dont understand how you're not an ice lolly right now though " you said with a small laugh.
" maybe i'm just used to the cold, been living in england all me life, it's like this all year. " he explained, his slightly warmer hands lifting up to cup your rosy cheeks. " i'll be done in a couple minutes and then we can go, 'kay ?"
" 'kay " you replied, pressing a short kiss onto his icy cheek. " i'll be here. i'm gonna set up the music, any requests? " you asked, a smirk settling on your face.
" add on a bit of taylor swift f'me "
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@perseephoneee
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moremaybank · 6 months
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COME HAVE A DRINK WITH ME !
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hi angels! first thing’s first, i just wanted to say thank you for 4k! i can barely fathom the idea that even one of you enjoy the work i put out. you guys constantly make my heart feel so full, and i'm forever grateful for all your love and support. i could cry (i probably will). that being said, i'm doing a 'lil celebration event! below, you will find a series of options you can choose from to help celebrate this milestone with me! please be sure to add the name of the activity in your ask so that they don't get mixed up with my other asks!
characters i'll accept requests for jj maybank, rafe cameron, sarah cameron, steve harrington, eddie munson, and kai parker.
important please note that i will probably be a little slow getting these out as i try to juggle other things going on in my life and avoid burnout! also, it's not going on for as long as usual because i do have a christmas event prepared! be on the lookout for that next month 👀
EVENT CLOSED !
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SEND IN YOUR ORDER ! 🍾✨
🍸 A DIRTY MARTINI ꒰ — nsfw baby blurb with a character of your choice! ꒱
🥂 A GLASS OF CHAMPAGNE ꒰ — sfw baby blurb with a character of your choice! ꒱
🍻 A PINT OF BEER ꒰ — send me a character and i'll give you a couple of fic recs for them! please specify if you prefer fluff, smut or angst. ꒱
🍷 A GLASS OF WINE ꒰ — let me tell you what i love about you! mutuals only. ꒱
🍹 A TEQUILA SUNRISE ꒰ — send me a concept and i'll make you a moodboard! ꒱
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# ꒰ — come have a drink with me! ꒱
tagging some moots (sorry if i forgot to tag you, my memory is worse than anything you've ever known): @rafesmuse @rafesveryrealgf @slut4drudy @jjmaybanksgun @jjsbank444 @dreamingwithrafe @perseephoneee @amournoir @inkluvs @moon-in-nostalgia @tinyluvs @drewstarkeysbae @venuslore @cal-flakes @emmalandry @rafeysbafey @madelynie @cantstoptheimagines @maybanksbabe @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @slvttyfied @surftrips @hotchsstuff @sevenwivesofrafecameron @lyndys @rafestar @mvybanks @sweetestdesire @pankowperfection @forevermoreharrington @ghostlyfleur @eventualoptimism
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hiya-itsamber · 1 month
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✮ amber's 18th hoedown!
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✩°。⋆┊ INTRO ! ❞
⤷ holyyy shit! i'm turning 18 this week, so to celebrate i'm hosting my first ever event, and you're all invited!! cowboy themed as always, are we surprised at all? come send in asks, as many as you want. (find my nav here)
✩°。⋆┊ RULES ! ❞
⤷ all followers and moots are free to join in ♡ ! ⤷ send in as many asks as you'd like, just keep it to one event prompt per ask, thank you! ⤷ pls be patient with me, i'll take a hot sec to get around to all the asks but i promise i'll get them done over the month !! ⤷ will run from 18th of march to the 25th of march!
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✩°。⋆┊ EVENTS ! ❞
➴ our song ⤷ i'll give you song recommendations for each letter of your name
➴tim mcgraw ⤷ i'll make you a moodboard based on your vibe! or request a specific moodboard that you'd like
➴ tennessee orange ⤷ i'll share a sentence or two from one of my wips
➴ bonnie n' clyde ⤷ i'll plan us a date to go on together ♡
➴ jack daniels ⤷ send me an ask game like kiss marry kill, two truths and a lie, emoji translations, would you rather etc. etc.
➴ brown eyes, baby (moots only!) ⤷ send in a fandom of your choice (you can use this list if you're stuck), i'll tell you which fictional character you remind me the most of
➴ county lines (moots only!) ⤷ i'll assign you a specific song that you remind me of + a little blurb as to why (trust me all of you remind me of a specific song)
➴ love story (moots only!) ⤷ send in a fandom (you can use this list if you're stuck) and i'll ship you with a character + a list of 3-5 head canons, and a 100-200 word blurb for you!
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ˋ°•*જ⁀➴ tagging some lovely moots: @mayfieldss, @fens-mire, @seaveysoceaneyes, @heliads, @urbanflorals, @chilling-seavey, @perseephoneee, @sturnioloshacker, @the-girl-who-cried-wolf, @ameliapondmd, @sunflowermotel, @xandershifts, @thatswh3n, @ghostbusterscantcatchme, @faerieroyal, @wild-and-fluorescents, @dominque, @realitycanbewhateveridesire, @shiftingwithhale, @oneirataxia-girl, and of course, all my other lovely moots and followers &lt;3
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wholoveseggs · 5 months
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♡ One hundred followers ♡
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First off, What. The. Fuck. Second, Oh. my. god. Third, ♡♡Thank You ♡♡
I started posting my fics *checks calendar* November 14th, and the response has been nothing short of amazing. Seriously, this is such a passion for me, and it's incredibly gratifying to see how many people enjoy it.
♡ A special shout-out to @amournoir for reaching out via direct message on, like, day two of my posting. Your kindness and wonderful feedback mean the world to me. ♡
♡ As well as @perseephoneee for being the first one to send me a request. {I'm writing something for Kol, I promise} And thanks for saying I'm one of your favorite Elijah writers—it warms my heart! ♡
♡ @majesticcmey for commenting "more more more!!!" on Warmth. It was the first piece of writing I have ever put out, I posted it, went to bed and panicked about it, then woke up the next day and to see that comment, and I'll never forget it. ♡
♡ Same goes for @gorgeouslydangerous, a fellow Elijah lover, whose comments always make me smile. ♡
♡ Also Hiiiiii to @klausysworld @spnandtvdudeservedbetter @rere-the-writer I'm a massive fan of your fics, and when you liked my posts, I melted into the floor a little. ♡
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♡♡ As a token of my gratitude I will be writing some hopefully short smutty little one-shots for Klaus, Kol, Marcel and Elijah ♡♡ ~Coming out sometime this week~
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♡ THANK YOU SO MUCH ♡
♡ I LOVE YOU ALL ♡
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perseephoneee · 8 months
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-͟͟͞☆ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬
Ever wonder who you’d be compatible with? Maybe it’s romantic, platonic, or familial. I’m happy to provide you with the answers. You have two options in order to get ships.
-͟͟͞☆ WHAT YOU’LL RECEIVE
A character I ship you with
Why I ship you
Headcanons about your relationship
Tropes
a 5-7 song playlist :)
-͟͟͞☆ HOW TO: Share some love!
Must be following me 
Reblog (5) posts and leave a comment on each. 
Send in information: what type of ship (romantic, platonic, etc), sexuality, personality traits, likes/dislikes, hogwarts house, star sign. anything else you might find useful is also good! i don’t really take physical traits into account. 
-͟͟͞☆ HOW TO: Little exchange 
If you’d rather not do the work above, you can also give me a ship instead and I’ll return one back :) If you’d prefer this option, just message me and we can share information. 
-͟͟͞☆ FANDOMS: I only do ships for these fandoms :)
Marvel
Star Wars
Star Trek
Teen Wolf
Vampire Diaries Universe
A Court of Thorn and Roses
Throne of Glass
Umbrella Academy
Doctor Who
Harry Potter/Marauders
Ted Lasso
M*A*S*H
Supernaturalb
Bridgerton
(might add more later)
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mayfieldss · 5 months
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holiday celebration!
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Merry ficmas everybody! I really wanted to host a sweet little christmas themed event this year that everyone can participate in whether they celebrate or not! I hope everyone has fun with this as we get ready for the holidays <3
Celebration begins on the 26th of November and ends on the 10th of December
RULES:
anyone can participate!
No smut (i'm trying to keep Christmas family-friendly guys)
Be kind
Have fun!
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Presents - send in a character, and i'll make a moodboard on what it would be like to spend Christmas with them.
Secret santa - send in a Christmas themed concept / prompt and a character, and i'll write a short fic for you. (Please specify whether you want the dynamic to be romantic or platonic)
Under the tree - send me your favorite Christmas activity and a few things about yourself, and i'll ship you with a character!
New years Day - Send in cym, kmk, and other ask games, or just send me your New years resolutions!
Happy holidays!
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Blog navigation found here!
Tagging some of the moots:
@hiya-itsamber @heliads @faerieroyal @winter-soldier-vibes @moonriseblueeyes @happinessinthedarkesttimes @fens-mire @perseephoneee @book-place @evermoresversion @madelynie @thrutheburnout @writeroutoftime @carmybearzattos @zablife @thebearer @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @writingjjfics @huntingingoodwill @viawritesstuff @sparksssflytv @eternltys @politemagic @danversxwasabi @reidsbookclub
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octoberclidan · 4 months
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2024 Taglists
If you'd like to be added to a taglist just let me know. Some of my content is 18+ so please only request to be added if you are over 18.
Dean Winchester taglist: @123passwort @janineb86 @k-slla @lyarr24 @candy-coated-misery0731 @jackles010378 @hobby27 @pizzagirlxnsfwx @itburnslikehelltobevega @queenie32 @livingdead-reilly @vmaier12 @littlemadamred @darthysfanfic @dramatic-long-coats @kr804573 @cutiesarah @suckitands33
Sam Winchester taglist: @123passwort @janineb86 @hobby27 @angelwiththeshotgun @pizzagirlxnsfwx @livingdead-reilly @fuiabarcelos @vmaier12 @littlemadamred @kr804573 @cutiesarah
Castiel Taglist: @123passwort @janineb86 @hobby27 @angelwiththeshotgun @pizzagirlxnsfwx @vmaier12 @kr804573 @perseephoneee @cutiesarah
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wickedlyemma · 5 months
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New TVD fic!!!
Baby's first commission is up now
If anyone else would like to commission a fic, please feel free to send me a message :) love you guys!!
Huge thanks to @perseephoneee for commissioning me :-) <3 you're the best. Hope you like the fic!!
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witchthewriter · 4 months
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@perseephoneee.
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natti-ice · 29 days
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Oh my god, guys this is actually crazy😭 thank you SO SO much for 1k!! When I came back to tumblr I genuinely had no idea what I was gonna do on here and I’m very glad I went back to writing fanfic, the love you all have shown me on my old and new works means so much to me! It’s been so nice to be welcomed back so warmly to a fandom after leaving it for some time. To all my old and new followers, thank you for being here <3
Tagging mutuals just to say I love y’all! Even if you aren’t tagged I LOVE YOU!!
@imabee-oralizard @juneberrie @madwcman @miss-celestial-being @maroon-winestain @augustinapril @vinzity @thecitysgraveyard @anglbby444 @marshymallo @themadhattersqueen @lovie-dovie-angel @alanangels @pxgeturner @ashley-slashley @ali-r3n @olives-and-sunshine @eddiesxangel @ddeadly-succubus @canmargesimpson @nailbatanddungeon @str4ngergirlw0rld @jenniquinn @thepurplelovewitch @rowanswriting @mediocredreams @mmunson86 @tiredasstaurus @eddies-puppet @eddie-munsonscoffin @yoongisababygoat @d64d-n0t-sl66p1ng @boa-hemian @kingstevesgf @asimpforthe80s @tracymbcm @arthurcerverogf @voyeurmunson @mxrcjqckspnchqsc @rafesmuse @queermaxwooo @mrssoapmactavish @hiya-itsamber @taintedcigs @perseephoneee @damp4eddie @toadstool-amongst-the-tulips @emilyj444 @spenciesprincess @ceriseswift
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