Tumgik
#uses beta editor only !
bowiepens · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
open starter ;  ft. heather james. (  she/her  )
open to ;  f  /  nb.
plot ;  full plot here. heather is a wedding planner who has become a little too infatuated with the bride.
please read my rules, check out my mw fc's
+ please do not like my starters ! i write with beta editor only. ♡
Tumblr media Tumblr media
“i know you saw me. outside the window? that was quite a show you put on.” it had been days since the incident. heather had stopped being careful, and the bride-to-be had caught her. it could have been a terrible, embarrassing situation. instead, it only left heather more confused about her feelings than she was before. there was no way the anxious woman could continue her job without addressing it – and it was obvious that the bride would not be the first to mention it. “you can’t deny that there’s tension here. so what are we doing? playing a game?”
37 notes · View notes
natehackett · 1 year
Text
OPEN – lunar laundromat
"hey! HEY! don't make me tap the sign!" nate shouted after a group of teenagers huddled by the detergent dispenser. they were loading it full of quarters, taking pod after pod to put into a machine with no clothes. it was clear they were trying to fill the entire laundromat with soap suds and break one of the washers, that was already on the fritz, in the process. when the teens turned their attention to the attendant, he did tap the sign hanging on the front of the desk he was sitting behind. it read one detergent pod per washer. they stopped their giggling and dropped their handfuls of pods before they ran towards the door. "damn..." he came out from behind the counter to pick up the dropped detergent. "if they were really thinking the prank through, they would have just bought a whole box of tide pods and brought them in. maybe i wouldn't have noticed them using so many pods then. it was kind of hard not to notice them spending fifteen minutes in front of the dispenser for no reason."
Tumblr media
46 notes · View notes
pxison · 7 months
Text
@medicus-mortem cont. from here
Reiju listens to the Lich as she finishes up her inspection, her power surging through ashen soil to expand outwards through roots onto the next until she runs along the borders of the forest and pulls back. Her wisps weaken and fade away as they return to her and pull away from the earth to coil among her he deadened carved breast.
An odd grinding noise is emitted as she grits her jaw just at the mere mention of the crumbled kingdom perched off in the not so far distance. Those that were responsible for the forests state now used to reside there and she bore an immense regret not getting to as many of them as she'd liked. The least they could repent to her would be their rotted corpses left as food for the suffering nature around them.
"So you intend to stay there in that place." She sounded like she was about to protest but thought better of it, cooling her aura before it could surge to a hot pink in rage. She wasn't mad at the Lich, more so at the idea that there was any use at all to be had there still. The machinery there had long since rusted and destroyed wheeled machinery littered the forest grounds the closer one got to the palace and kingdom grounds.
"That is acceptable I suppose so long as we both benefit, I won't try to deter you. What is it you want to know of the wretches that inhabited that kingdom?" She was prepared to give all she knew as much as it pained her to remember. She was but a mere sprouting bud when the kingdom first thrived, and she remained even after their hubris befell them.
"It ended the way all human empires go eventually, lost to time and their own insipid sense of superiority to everything in their vicinity."
4 notes · View notes
eyes-like-obsidian · 11 months
Text
@theothervonkarmagirl / cont
"T-Taisho era?"
Uta looked at her in shock before she followed her instructions and sat down. Her head was spinning and she needed to hold on to the chair tightly. We are in a new era?? How many years had passed?And if I'm here, then where was Yoriichi? Several questions spinned in her head and a cruel feeling settled in her. She shook it quickly off before it could manifest.
"I... I didn't hit my head... and didn't drink either..." She nearly didn't dared to ask but she needed to know it. "How many years ago was the Sengoku era...?"
5 notes · View notes
misteriios · 1 year
Text
cont'd from here bc of beta // @hiddenangcls
Tumblr media
❝ you mean the color? oh ❞ he laughed, eyebrows raised ❝ it's brown, sort of? i guess and seven floors ❞ to him, all buildings looked the same, was there a difference? maybe, and he couldn't see it ❝ doesn't help much, huh? in the past life i had, i could find things easier, everything's different now, not only the world, but i am too ❞
14 notes · View notes
tommyarashikage · 2 years
Text
Comfort Tag Game
I was tagged by @poeti-kat @statichvm @risingsh0t and @leviiackrman to list some of the things that give me comfort (very fitting since I'm pretty stressed this week), thank you beloveds!
no pressure tags; @sstewyhosseini @natesofrellis @confidentandgood @adelaidedrubman @shellibisshe @aceghosts @indorilnerevarine @thomrainer @hoesephseed @ptrixiarbrt @ghastlyrider @lethal-justice @purplehairsecretlair @roofgeese @jacobseed @eloquentmoon brain is goo right now, so I'm sorry if you've already done this!
COMFORT MOVIE
mad max: fury road, the incredibles, coco, 10 things I hate about you, strange magic, pokémon the movie (the first one), narnia (lion, witch and the wardrobe) HTTYD 1+2, the lion king 1+2, HSM, star wars prequel trilogy and many more
COMFORT FOOD
pizza, fried noodles with chicken, anything made with broccoli <;3, dark chocolate
COMFORT SONG
Tomorrow Never Knows - Alison Mosshart, Can't Take It In - Imogen Heap, any HSM song and literally any of AURORA's songs (I swear, every time my tummy hurts I just listen to her music and the bad feelings are ✨ gone ✨) almost forgot one of my current faves remedy - leony
COMFORT CLOTHING
oversized and comfy hoodies, any type of halloween themed clothes I have (they just feel different), sweatpants and my grogu slippers which are slowly falling apart </3
COMFORT BOOK
I have to admit I haven't read any books in like the past year, but I do enjoy YA books! though they have to have a nice ending and conclusion to feel comforting
COMFORT GAME
mass effect trilogy, arkham knight (even tho I loathe some of the car missions <3), spyro, sims 3, deponia trilogy, fallout 4, dragon age, any pokémon game, flight rising and many many more
37 notes · View notes
distopea · 9 months
Text
Sincerely not very enthusiastic over the dashboard updates and what people are dealing with for a few days, because I'm way too attached to identity on website and removing our icons is basically putting some little masks over our faces and ask us to smile. 🤡
5 notes · View notes
blcssom · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
“okay well, first thing’s first, she hates daisies so.... nix that part of the plan.” they’ve been at this for hours, and somehow they’re not coming any closer to a first date that would meet jenna’s impossibly high standards. “i told you, keep it simple! the more you try to impress, the more you’re gonna turn her off.”
open to m/f/nb :: based on last bullet in source link ft. jade khanna || 25 || veterinary tech
3 notes · View notes
strywoven · 1 year
Text
closed. // @thuganomxcs
Tumblr media
It’s no use !  No matter how many buildings or landmarks they drive past , Kaen s t i l l cannot figure out where Yusuke is taking them ( it solidifies what he said earlier , that he wanted to surprise them with their destination ) .  Lips press into a pout , head cocking to press sulkily ‘gainst the chilly glass of the passenger-side window as they continue to make a near-useless mental effort of calculating his course.  The anticipation works a NERVOUS KNOT in their gut , riddles them with some sort of excitable anxiety which makes their heart l u r c h each time they happen to hit a pothole.
❝ C’mon , Yusuke , dun’ ye think this ‘s a bit UNFAIR ? ❞  Kaen pipes up after awhile , shifting to turn and look at him as he drives.  Hand lifts , gestures vaguely in front of them out the windshield , ❝ Ye say we’re actually goin’ on a date but ye didnae e’en tell me w h e r e we’re goin’ ! ❞  They slump back in their seat , arms folding with a soft h u f f .  They’ve all the faith in the world he knows what he’s doing – they do – they just wish he would’ve let them in on the scheme beforehand.  ❝ ‘S it really tha’ big o’ a surprise ?  Ah told ye b’fore Ah didnae need anythin’ like tha’ ta’ be ‘appy. ❞
17 notes · View notes
godkilller · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
MEMORIES OF AN ALLEYWAY, OF AIZEN'S DOWNED CORPSE FACING TOWARDS THE SKY, EYES WIDE OPEN, THE LAST UTTERANCE OF THAT MOUTH BEING HIS NAME... came rushing through him, a terrifying thing that also carried forth the accompanying dread of the moments after that. Of death. How they both died that day, only that Aizen's revival was unmatched. Gin lingered now, Shinso readied, honed, awaiting that reanimation, and yet... too, he felt the urge to restrain himself. This was wrong. Something was wrong, something was wrong, something was wrong, something was----
---- wrong, the way that Aizen's reiatsu blipped out of focus, like a blurry image moving too far away to be properly seen in full clarity. How it seemed to falter and fade, only to go silent for a length of three breaths. Three breaths Gin didn't take, because he needn't breathe, but he remembered them. He remembered breathing, once. Something was wrong --
Gigi's command emptied Gin's mind, and he shifted to point Shinso at the downed beast again. The extension of his Bankai went unseen, as it had with the two previous shots, but this time Gin didn't retract the blade instantly. Rather, he let the sword shoot forward, plunging itself into the mess of Aizen ---- his chest, his heart, before Gin moved to slash the blade in a ripping stroke that sought to tear Aizen in two. Gigi commanded he obeyed.
Gin could do little else.
The snapping crack of lightning punching through the air was delayed enough as Gin drew Shinso's blade through Aizen's dead body. The subsequent recall of it back to its wakizashi length was a blip unseen, a splattering of blood spraying from the dripping blade due to the momentum and depth of its previous plunging wound it inflicted upon Aizen Sousuke. Gin stepped forward, as though curious perhaps, or reluctant to fire again. Reluctant because... ----
---- ... because? Because... --
❝ He's dead. ❞ A half-lie. Not a whole lie, technically -- Gin spoke truths here; Aizen Sousuke was dead. Now, whether or not he'd stay dead was another issue entirely. Gigi seemed aware of that. Aware enough of how Aizen could heal himself, yet unaware of Gin's restraint -- of how the undead Shinigami refused to employ the strength and power, the lethality, of his true Bankai's ace: Kamishini No Yari's poison. Gin, even in his trance state, knew better than to unlock that vault. He refused.
Aizen could survive that ultimately anyways, couldn't he? It'd just make him a little more vulnerable. And even that smallest hint of vulnerability, Gin knew somewhere inside of himself where Gigi's voice didn't echo so loudly... he knew -- he shouldn't want this, even in all of his unresolved tension and hurt and anger, he knew that Aizen needed to live.
@keikakudori & @zombiigrl continued from here.
15 notes · View notes
mctionsick · 1 year
Text
yes i’m about to disappear for at least three days but...
🎶 spotify roulette starter call 🎶
like this post for me to put my spotify on shuffle and write a starter inspired by the song that pops up.  said inspiration could be anything from using the song as a plot, using lyrics as dialogue, having the song pop up somewhere in the starter, etc.  i’ll be seeing where inspo takes me!  
4 notes · View notes
asher-finch · 1 year
Text
continued from here. @leoklcin
While Asher wasn’t exactly too lovey-dovey in his usual demeanor, he was also not really all that concerned about personal space or boundaries when it came to his friends. If he felt like hugging them, he would and unfortunately for Leo, it was just one of these nights. It absolutely didn’t help that he’d had a drink or two – or maybe five – but either way, he was having a good time and wasn’t going to let anyone kill his vibe. A shocked gasp escaped Asher and he looked back at Leo in surprise. Almost comically serious about it as he squinted back at him. “Well – duh, they’re singing so…,” he huffed before the other’s words really settled into his alcohol clouded mind and he crossed his arms in front of his chest defensively. “Wait. What’s that supposed to mean, man?” He asked, dragging a hand through his hair to push it back out of his face as he shot Leo an expectant look while he tried hard to figure it out on his own.
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes
archxngxl · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
"I'm good, well as soon as a busted lip and cheek can be." Dallas attempted to joke, to lighten the mood a little bit. He knew that his girlfriend didn't like seeing him like this, but Dallas did what he had to do in the ring. "You should see the other guy." The man attempted to joke again, to make his girlfriend smile and laugh. "I'm okay, baby. I just need some stuff for the cheek and I'll be good to go." // @scinglives - Cont from here
3 notes · View notes
savdlives-a · 1 year
Text
# 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒        ———    Independent,   selective    &    mutuals   only   writing   blog   for   MULTIPLE   CHARACTERS   from   the   MULTIPLE   MEDICAL      /      FIRST   RESPONDER   fandoms   including         .   .   .         GREY’S   ANATOMY      /      STATION   19      /      911      /      ONE   CHICAGO      &      MORE.   Loved   by   Hope.   Do   not   take   icons   from   my   blog   as   I   have   made   them   for   my   personal   use   only. 
Tumblr media
[    𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.    ]        [    𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒.    ]        [    𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋.    ]
Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
wildcatofgreen · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
((the beta editor is worse than i thought. ive been so used to other people cropping shit for me because im a mobile pleb but now im not at my laptop and the trim reblogs extension does the DOUBLE REPLIES THING. ARGGGGG
Tumblr media
((guys can we draft our posts before we trim them. please. i think at least if the double response thing happens it can be easily caught before being slapped onto the dash with another trim if theyre drafted.))
4 notes · View notes
aberrantmind · 1 year
Text
cant show any negative emotions just in case my ex is cyberstalking me. i need them to know how happy nd thriving i am without them
2 notes · View notes