From now on, NOTHING will be posted on this account!
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(Keep reading if you want to know the reason why Iâm changing accounts)
I believe some of you know, but if you donât itâs okay. This account is a secondary, which means that I can post freely and gain followers. But I canât directly interact with my followers or mutuals, except for DMs and reblogs.
I am, of course, risking a lot, and by a lot, I mean: losing many followers. But Iâm really tired of not being able to be that active with you guys, and I also believe that my followers are from various fandoms, in which some I donât write for anymore.
I will still be writing about OBX, Peaky Blinders, The Witcher and maybe even ST, when it comes to Billy (of course) in this new account. (+ new things)
I wonât be changing anything drastically on my writing, except for trying to incorporate a lot more smut, which is something Iâve been ignoring and hesitating a lot on my requests. But Iâm finally doing it.
You can always leave a Dm on this account, Iâll still answer. I just wonât be posting here.
Hope Iâll see you guys in my new account. If not, hope you have an amazing rest of your day.
I'm finally watching season 4 of Stranger Things, and this show has me in a chokehold all over again. I already feel it. I just have a simple question for you all...
I might not write for Billy again (I don't want to promise this to anyone), but would you guys be interested in imagines about anyone else?? Like... Eddie?
iâve read so many billy hargrove imagines and let me tell you, yours are just on the top 3. many people are so repetitive and i dont blame them, not at all. even in those repetitive storylines you manage to do them differently, so really keep it up! adore your writing!đ i also wanted to ask, idk if you take requests but it would be cool por another part of billyâs ex from california. they got back together so maybe him showing her around, dealing with neil or dealing with the minflayer or with high school drama in general. idk loved it. anyway keep it upâš
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Even though I donât use this account anymore, I just had to answer this. Thank you so much for saying all of these sweet things.
Iâve been having such a hard time with starting college that reading things like this warm my heart and bring me back to earth for a few minutes of peace.
I canât even write how much this means to be, honestly. I have no words.
About the request: could you leave that request on the ask box of my new account? ( @twinklelilstarkey ) I will definitely work on it once Iâm emotionally stable with my college situation.
Could i possible request a jj imagine from that one scene where they trap the girls on the boat, and reader gets left with them, reader is dating jj, but they have really bad anxiety so she is upset with him when they go to pick the m up from the boat
Left Behind - JJ Maybank
Words: 1.6k+
Type: Angst & Fluff
Warnings: English is not my first language, sorry for any typos. Fear of the sea/being left in a boat.
A/N: Gifâs not mine :)
Itâs been around 6 hours since JJ, John B and Pope left you, Sarah and Kie alone in a boat with no way back home.
You had agreed to making Sarah and Kie have a conversation and sort out their issues, but the idea of you being the one that has to be with them just to make sure they donât kill each other... Now thatâs some bullshit, but it was decided. Without you knowing a word of it.
And just to make matters worse, you have anxiety problems. Everyone knows this, especially your boyfriend, JJ.
And we all know that anxiety has the power to make a small issue or fear into a whole trauma-like experience.
But the motherfucker didnât even think twice in leaving you in the boat.
It was just like you all had planned, everyone steps into the boat and then runs out but you were utterly pissed when noticing that they were escaping without even looking back at you.
Oh and the way they all laughed... Anger boiled your blood.
You are definitely not okay with any of this.
Kie and Sarah have been talking on one side of the boat since you told them to, and you are sitting in the other side, leaving them to have their privacy.
And now, your mind is at 500 miles an hour, since anxiety has gotten a way with it - thinking of all the possible horrible endings this evening could have.
You couldnât swim back to the island, you couldnât row this kind of boat back home, and also canât call for help, if anything bad happens.
This is just a disaster waiting to occur. And your mind is hating it. Your hands are slightly sweaty, heart is pumping rapidly, breathing seems difficult and seeing the skies become dark is just making everything worse.
Youâre not a boat kind of person. You like the idea of being in one but not for too long.
And these 6 hours... are long enough for anyone to pull up next to this boat and try to steal something, kidnap you or even, I donât you, something worse.
Outer banks is safe, yes, but anybody who has seen any crime documentaries knows that even the safest towns in the world have god damn someone that fucks it all up. It can even be an outsider.
But that, in a strange way, is not what is worrying you the most.
And anybody with anxiety will understand when you say that you donât exactly know whatâs bothering you but it god damn is fucking you up inside.
You just have to find out now to try to fix it.
âYou okay?â Sarah asks, making you look away from the water and look up at her.
âYeah, I was just thinking about what else I could be doing if it werenât for this situationâ You comment in a low tone as she takes a seat next to you. âHave you and Kie talked it all through?â
âYeah, I guess weâre friends againâ
You smile a bit at her and she leans her head on your shoulder.
âHow long do you think weâre going to be in here for?â She asks in a whisper and you sigh, tears filling your eyes, but you blink them away.
âFor a few more hoursâ
(...)
Itâs been some hours, and the girls have noticed that something is off about you ever since Kie took a seat next to you, just like Sarah. And they havenât left your side ever since.
You had told them that it was just your anxiety and they tried their best to make you feel better.
Sarah tried to play a game and Kie tried to tell a story, anything to distract your mind.
It had worked, in some way. But only for a few minutes.
You even cried a little when they asked you to tell them whatâs wrong. Mostly out of frustration, you did not mean to cry.
As you shared your frustrations with the girls and tears ended up rolling down your face, they both hugged you close to them, trying to comfort you not only with their affection but with their words as well, as they said: âwe got youâ and âwe wonât ever let anything happen to youâ.
As the three of you stared into the dark sky, looking at the stars, you hear a motor of a boat.
âTheyâre hereâ Sarah whispers to you and Kie.
The sound of the motor of the boat gets closer and pure anger just boiled in your veins. Mainly towards JJ over any other of the guys.
You three get up from the front of the boat and walk over to the John Bâs boat, now floating right next to yours, at the back.
âHow did it go?â Pope asks but none of you answers.
Sarah steps in the boat with John Bâs help and when he did the same thing to you, JJ also tried to help, which you just ignored.
He leaves his hand in the air as you took John Bâs hand for help and then quickly taking a seat next to Sarah, who already sat down comfortably in the smaller boat.
As Kiara goes sit next to Pope, JJ sits down with you.
âSo, how did it go?â John B repeats Popeâs words and Sarah looks up from her hands to him.
âAmazingâ She answers sarcastically.
You ignore their conversation as John B starts taking all of you back to the island and you finally feel your body starting to relax.
âHey. You okay?â JJ asks you and you look at him with a serious expression, not even saying a word. âIâll take that as a ânoââ
You look away from him while rolling your eyes and stare into the water, in silence. And that lasted the whole way back to JBâs house.
You all got up in your feet and started to get off the boat. You, Kie and Sarah almost kissed the ground as your feet felt the dirt under your shoes.
As everyone decides to stay under the tree and watch the sky change colors, you decide to go in JBâs house and sit at the porch with a glass of water - as any other normal human being would do.
âCan we talk?â JJ asks from behind you as you grab a glass cup from the cabinet of the kitchen.
âDepends on what you want to sayâ
âYouâre mad at me-â
âNo shitâ You interrupt while filling the cup with water.
âIs it because we left you in the boat with them?â
âWhat do you think?â You ask with the driest of tones.
âWe didnât mean to make you upset, we just thought it was fu-â
âYou know that Iâm scared of the water, and you still fucking left me there, JJ. That. Is. Not. Funnyâ
âI honestly didnât know you were that scaredâ
âWell, you couldâve at least taken a guessâ You spit the words and he looks at you with a softer expression now.
You two stay silent for a few seconds and donât try to meet each otherâs gaze. JJ doesnât really know what to say to you.Â
He wants to make things right, but he just doesnât know how.
He takes a few steps forward to get closer to you and you look up from the floor at him.
âIâm sorryâ He starts, âI really didnât know you were that scared of water. Really. If I knew, I would never let the guys even think of doing something close to thatâ
You stay silent.
âI donât know what I can do to make you forgive me. What I did was fucked up and I didnât even acknowledge it until nowâÂ
Kieâs laughter from outside fills the air but it doesnât stop the boy standing next to you.
âWill you ever forgive me?â
Well that took a dramatic turn, You thought.
You look back at him with a serious expression and he almost flinches at the sight of it.
âOf course Iâm going to forgive you, ass hatâ You say and relief reaches his face, âJust not nowâ
âWhat can I do to make you forgive me faster?â
You start to think for a second and JJ starts naming actions.
âWhat about cleaning your room? Not that Iâm saying that itâs dirty, I just can do that for you, you know? And, taking you out for ice cream? Maybe bake you a cake?â
âJJ, you donât know how to bakeâ
âI can learn. Iâm sure that thereâs millions of videos on easy cake recipesâ
You look away as you fight a smile over JJâs desperation and that slightly relaxes the boy, who is internally freaking the heck out.
âYou have a lot of baking to doâ You say and a huge smile grows on the blonde boy as he wraps his arms around you as a celebration. âLike, a lotâ
JJ lets you go and looks down at you.
âI donât care, Iâll work hard enoughâ He says, âWhat do you want? A cake with like 5 layers? Cupcakes with hearts made out of that pink shit? Maybe, cinnamon rolls?â
You laugh at his ideas and choice of words and JJ canât help but smile as well.
âIâm not kidding, you might need to start listing what you want now. Iâm a hard worker but I donât have the time-stopping power so I can work 7 hours in 1âł He says with his smile as you continue to laugh, âPick pick woman, I need to workâ
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hey i saw that you opened up your asks for rafe, i was wondering if you could write a fluffy fic for him (a lot us on here seem to refuse to see him as the psycho that the writers made him out to be and more as damaged goods, that's definitely something i can get behind) maybe you could write something cute about how him and the reader are both kooks and they go on a first date together and everything is so adorable, before all the drugs and murder :( thank you love! â€
A/N: I literally started this ask as a full-on imagine weeks ago, but I havenât written a word in almost a month.Â
Iâm so so sorry. I eventually made this as an headcanon just so you donât have to wait any longer.
Fist Date - Rafe Cameron [HC]
Type: Fluff
Warnings: Possible misspells, maybe cursing.
- You and Rafe first met over both of your friend groups deciding to meet up and hang out for a bit;
- He took interest in you right as his eyes landed on you;
- While you, on the other end, were intimidated as heck by him;
- In your defense, itâs not every day that you meet one of richest and most powerful kids in the island;
- Like, come on, as anybody seen documentaries? Rich people can make their enemies disappear with a snap of their fingers;
- In conclusion, you did not want to be on his bad side, so might as well not start a conversation and stay in neither of his sides;
- And nothing really happened when the two of you first took notice of each other;
- It did happen, though, when your friend groups decided to meet up on another day, and that was a whole other story;
- Rafe decided to start a conversation with you;
- You soon realized that Rafe isnât bad at all;
- He was fun to hang out with, and you got to find out that the two of you actually have a lot of things in common;
- Such as shows, sports (and teams), video games, etc;
- And that, only made Rafe even more interested in you;
- But he did still wait a few more friend meetups to start to make his moves on you;
- On the same day that he asks for your number, he asks you on a date;
- You were shocked for at least a minute;
- And that isnât a good sign in Rafeâs eyes or mind, or anybody that couldâve heard you;
- He was already preparing for the big rejection, until you decide to finally answer him;
- âI would love toâ;
- The relief on his face was more than noticeable;
- You almost gave that man a heart attack!
- Either way, you two couldnât hide your smiles after that question;
- For the rest of that day, you two just kept talking about what you should do on your date, even some flirting happened in the middle of that conversation;
- Your friends didnât even notice that it happened, and when you told them, hell broke loose;
- From shopping for a cute outfit to researching makeup looks, your friends went all out;
- And to no surprise, you were freaking out on the day of the date;
- Even Rafe was nervous, since itâs been so long since he had an interest in someone;
- It almost felt like he didnât even know what to do;
- His boys helped him out with picking the restaurant and even with great ways to âmake your heart melt at his wordsâ;
- Their words, not mine;
- When the time came, you were an anxious mess;
- Rafe would be leaning back on this car, scrolling through his phone, as you walked out of your house, trying to forget about your friends, who were peeking out from the windows to see you;
- The boy was shocked with your beauty as soon as his eyes landed on you;
- And your belly erupted with millions of butterflies as he said a small âYou look beautifulâ;
- Rafe would open the door of the car for you, and then, drive you to one of the nicest restaurants on the island;
- Recommended by Rose herself;
- When the two of you were at the table, itâs like the nerves lifted off the both of you;
- You two talked like you had known each other for years, while at the same time, trying to get to know each other;
- The food was delicious, which ended up in making your night even better;
- While eating the two of you would question each other about your passions, interests and even pet peeves;
- You two laughed at each otherâs words like never before;
- You felt comfortable around Rafe, and that feeling was refreshing, to say the least;
- After dinner, the two of you decided to walk out of the restaurant and not end just yet;
- You two walked to some small ice cream shop and bought a scoop each of your favorite flavors;
- And you two walked on the beach when done with your ice creams, the sky now almost completely dark;
- The whole atmosphere was amazing, even in awkward moments such as when you two were caught staring;
- If you could, you wouldâve stayed the whole night with Rafe;
- But the night had to come to an end, unfortunately;
- Once you decide on sitting on the sand to admire your last minutes of your date, Rafe sat with you as you looked up at the stars;
- You leaned closer to him, and as you two looked at each other, Rafe kissed you;
- This time, it didnât take you a full minute to react, you kissed him back right away;
- Your hands cupped his cheeks as his laid on your leg lightly, as if he was scared to touch you any harder;
- As you two pulled away from the soft kiss, the both of you became a smiley mess;
- You and Rafe smiled at the sea in silence and act like two complete kids experiencing love for the first time;
- As the waves crashed and you relaxed next to Rafe, you leaned over his shoulder;
- Rafe wrapped his arm around you to pull you closer as a response;
- And you stayed like this for at least 20 more minutes;
- On the drive home, you made small conversation, still thinking about the kiss;
- Rafe would walk you to your front door, of course, and ask a cheeky âDoes that mean that there will be a next time?â;
- âOf courseâ;
- Rafe would kiss you again before you had to unlock the front door and walk in into your home;
- And as you walked in the house, you were met by the five girls peeking out of the kitchen;
- âHow did it go?â;
- Your smile would be the best of answers to their questions;
- This was probably one of most romantic nights youâve ever experienced, and you are so ready for next week.
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yo if youâre a cis girl or afab and femme presenting and youâd be comfortable with having a trans girl roommate, please reblog this. i just need reinforcement that there are girls out there who wouldnât be disgusted by a girl like me.
the thing thatâs getting me about chadwick, is how tired he must have been. how much strength it takes to be undergoing painful treatment and invasive surgery, and to still be creating art. to know you probably will not live to a ripe old age and to say âiâm creating a legacy nowâ and using the time you have on this earth to tell black stories, to embody a warrior and a king for black people to see themselves reflected in, to create art. that sort of strength deserved to live, it deserved to survive. itâs so incredibly unfair.
rest in power chadwick, we watched you play a hero but little did we know, the hero was you all along. wakanda forever and always king.
Itâs truly ugly how so many comments on this tweet literally prove his point. Youâd think he said âand fuck everybody elseâ or something. The fact is we ALL need to listen to, believe, protect, and uplift Black women. Full stop.
One thing I continuously notice about Henry is that he always looks like he gives the best hugs.
And I think itâs because heâs a big, muscular guy for starters. But also, I think itâs safe to say he presently has a fairly large wingspan.
According to some studies, the average adult man has an arm span of 2.1 inches longer than his height. So if we were to apply this theory to Henry, whoâs around 6'1, his wingspan would come in about 6'3 (190.6 cm). So, thatâs 190.6 cm of flesh, bone, and muscle he can use to wrap himself around you.
However, note that the study mentioned above focused more on your typical man. I think itâs safe to say that Henry (nowadays) isnât built like your average male. I mean, just look at this transformation alone:
So letâs delve further.
When looking at professional athletes, due to the amount of muscle growth in their lats, they tend to have a higher positive Ape index. Thatâs why, when looking across sports leagues (NHL, MMA, NBA), athletes tend to have a larger wingspan.Â
One common number thrown around with players is 4.8 inches. Now I doubt Henryâs Ape index is 6'5.8, but⊠he is much bigger and broader nowâŠ
I think itâs safe to ballpark him around 6'3 to 6'4 (190.6 cm to 193cm)?
Originally posted by gaybuckybarnes
Iâm just extrapolating here, so take these figures with a grain of salt. The only way weâll find out the real number is if he decides to release his physical measurements, or if one of you brave souls decide to take one for the team, and find out firsthand!
Anyways, in conclusion, Henry wonât just be able to give you a proper hug; heâd also be able to wrap himself around you, crush the air from your lungs, pin you against the floor, the wall, the fucking ceiling, and yeet your existence.Â
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
Join me next week, where I will use the laws of physics, aerodynamics, and mathematics to figure out the length and width of Henry Cavillâs index finger. đ
Tagging these little rays of sunshines (who may, or may not, be into how massive this beast is) đÂ
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could you do a jjxreader imagine where jj, john b, and pope are having like a guys day but something bad happens and they have to get you to come calm down jj because he wonât listen to anyone else? thank you!!
Safe Place - JJ Maybank [HC]ïżŒ
Type: Fluff
Warnings: English isnât my first language, there might be some typos. Mentions of Anxiety and JJâs dad.
A/N: Gifâs not mine :)
We all know that for JJ to be actually affected by something, it needs to be something really really bad;ïżŒ
It can be something regarding his dad or even some altercation with Rafe/Topper that went too far;
The saddest part would be that it always happened on the days that heâs in his best mood;
Maybe he had a good breakfast, surfed with JB really early in the morning or just woke up in a good mood in general;
Anything was enough to make this boy happy;
And a boyâs day was also always a plus;
I mean, who doesnât want to hang out with their best friends for a whole day?;
And that is until that bad thing would happen;
Letâs say: he gets a call from his dad, in which he lets his drunken words get to his head;
Or, Rafe, Topper and Kelce have some fun with antogonizing both him and Pope, whenever they would find them closer to Figure 8 (Probably waiting for John B);
And that would get to his head, eventually;
He would act like their words didnât get to him, at first, acting all relaxed and chill about it... while the words kept on replaying again and again on his head;
By the end of the day, he would be showing some type of emotions towards what happened ;
Both JB and Pope wouldnât think too much about it when first noticing;
But as JJ would act more emotionless while staring at nothing, deep in thought, the stranger it got;
Since he didnât really react over the call or Rafeâs bickering when it happened, they honestly thought it was something else;
After that, they just stared at him in confusion, as they do not remember what couldâve happened since they got back home;
Some desperation later, they gave up and called you;
You were quick to come over, as confused as them, and be received by the image of JJ laying on JBâs guestâs bed, staring at the wall, not moving a single muscle;
You would lay down next to him and say a small âHey bubsâ, expecting him to give you his usual smile or to pull you closer to him;
But he doesnât;
Even after you asked him âwhatâs wrongâ 5 times in the last 15 minutes, he wouldnât say much;
He would say âNot muchâ, âDonât worry about itâ or even âIâm just tiredâ;
You wouldnât push him to talk more after any of those answers, you would just hug him and pull him the closest to you possible, cuddling him to sleep;
And as JJ would snuggle close to you, your mind would go into detective mode;
Who can get under his skin?
It didnât take long for your mind to find at least two options;
It had to be one of the two;
So... After that being said:
Both JJâs dad and Rafe can expect flat tires in the morning.
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This was kinda trash, but it was the best I couldâve done, ngl. đ€·đ»ââïž
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