Hi! My name is Chelsea, and I'm between 19 and 22 years old(not saying specific age). I love writing, though I donāt always have a lot of motivation because of work. My Tumblr requests are always open!
1.Please always be kind and respectful in my comment sections and in my asks.If not you will be blocked.
2.Before giving me a request please check down below where it says āWHAT IāLL WRITE/WONT WRITEā if your request is something that would make me uncomfortable I would not proceed with it.
Hi pretty! Just checking in to see if you are okay and if you aren't okay know that its completely normal to not feel okay at times
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Tysm! Iām doing better now, just trying to regain my motivation! I still want to write for Eminem but I also want to try expanding into other tv shows/movies that I like <3
Sorry I havenāt posted in months, I had a death in the family which made me lose motivation. I really hope for this year that I will be able to be more active. I will try to take more requests now, I apologize sincerely for making all those people wait.
I wanted to apologize for my outburst the other day. I was already having a bad day but when that person said that to me and even called me a āwhite bitchā I just exploded. I should of handled the situation differently:(
As I said again in my pinned post, if you have nothing nice to say please just get off my page.
Note: Iām not taking requests for final destination this is just for fun, sorry!! Also sorry this isnāt an Eminem fic I just really wanted to exponent with other fandoms!
Warnings: sexual content
He calls you pet names like āangel,ā ādollā
You leave little love notes in his jacket pockets: things like "Stop being so cute. Itās distracting." or "Survive today. Kiss me tonight."
When you're doing your ballet stretches, he pretends not to stare, but his ears turn red and he always finds some reason to come "check on you."
You always fix his collar or gently touch his face, like you're constantly in awe he's real. That melts him every time.
Heād steal your headbands just to see you pout and chase him, then he'd tug you into his arms mid-run and kiss you breathless. āTold you it looks better on me.ā
He loves kissing you slow and deep, gripping your waist like heās scared youāll disappear. Heāll mutter stuff like "You're gonna be the death of me before Death ever gets the chance."
You tease him when heās serious ā brushing your glossy lips over his and pulling away just before he kisses you. But that playful side of you? Drives him wild. He always gets his revenge.
He keeps asking if youāre okay, if you want to stop, if heās doing it right ā you have to gently shush him with a kiss and tug his shirt off.
When he finally gets bold enough to trail his fingers up your thighs under your little lacey skirt? He groans ā like, physically groans ā when he realizes youāre not wearing anything underneath.
He nearly dies right there. Just folds. "Youāre trying to kill me..." he mumbles, wide-eyed and wrecked.
Heās obsessed with your reactions ā every moan, every gasp, every time your nails dig into his back or you whisper "right there, baby" makes him melt and move faster.
The moment you straddle him, in your soft pink lingerie or just wearing his shirt? His hands fly to your thighs like muscle memory.
His favorite thing? Kissing you during sex. He needs to stay close. Needs to taste your lip gloss. Needs to feel your sighs against his mouth.
On rainy nights, things get steamy real fast. You both get moody and clingy, curled under a blanket, limbs tangled, breathy whispers shared between long kisses and wandering hands.
He loves when your dramatic lashes flutter against his neck while you kiss down his jaw. It's his weakness ā well, you are.
When you look up at him with those big eyesā¦.
Heās addicted to marking you. Hickeys low enough to be hidden under your pretty collars, fingers leaving soft bruises on your waist.
He loves cupping your breasts gently, like heās savoring the feel of your body in his hands. Heāll thumb over your nipples slowly, fascinated by how they stiffen under his touch. Tongue flicking, lips wrapping around, one hand gripping your hip to keep you still while he sucks gently ā and then a little harder when you whimper.
He can get a little possessive ā especially when Carter tries to act smug around you. Alex isnāt normally the jealous typeā¦until someone flirts with you. His hand finds your waist a little tighter
After each death, you cry in private and then show up at his house, eyes a little puffy, lip gloss faded, wearing his sweatshirt. You donāt even need to say anything. He just lets you in, you crawl into his bed, and you fall asleep in his arms with your head against his chest.
One time you almost got caught in an accident, and he lost it. He screamed your name and held your face like he was afraid youād vanish. He kissed you breathlessly right after and kept whispering, āI canāt lose you. Not you.ā
Heās shy about affection in public, but sneaky kisses on your temple, quick squeezes of your hand, or brushing your hair behind your ear are his way of saying I love you.
When you laugh, itās contagious, and Alex tries (and fails) to hold back his own chuckles ā then you both end up giggling until your cheeks hurt.
Before you sleep, he loves brushing your hair softly or tracing circles on your back to help you relax.
the expressions the visionaries made after having their premonitions RANKED
kimberly - she looks properly fucking panicked. might be my favorite. the gulp she does really sells it
sam - his is really good too!! he looks like he was plucked right out of the premonition without any breaks
wendy - im biased because shes my fav visionary overall but like she already has tears in her eyes...acts quickly...looks around frantically....pretty dang good
iris - the lighting is gorgeousss in that shot and it rly does looks like shes slowly realizing whats going on. but she's not nearly sweaty enough. shes serving too much face
alex - his is good but the camera is wayyy too close to his face. and the angle is weird. makes it look a bit goofy
Sorry guys about the LONG delay of posts, Iāve just been really busy lately and losing so much motivation š but Iāll try my best to start writing again.
iāll be truthful, iāve been struggling for a couple of months. My lifeās gone downhill and iāve had suicidal thoughts many times.
sometimes i tell myself that im not worth it. That im a disappointment to my family, to my friends, the people around me, everyone. I feel worthless and so useless. Iām not needed, like a waste of space.
i wanna end it all, but i shouldnāt.
i cant be the dead daughter, the dead sister, the dead cousin, the dead friend.
i cant be the girl who gave up.
so im trying my best. I really am. Im trying to make things better.
i normally dont like to mix my personal life with my online life, but i just needed to get this off my chest.
I know that wasnāt easy to share but it takes a lot of strength to say what you did. I want you to know that you are not a disappointment, and you are absolutely not alone.
You are needed, even when it feels like youāre not, please keep holding on, even if itās just moment by moment.
I believe in you,even on the days you donāt.And Iām proud of you for holding on. š
Thereās absolutely no way she doesnāt know who Britney Spears, Paris Hilton, and Megan Fox are. Like, be so fucking for real. She never even watched Mean Girls? GIRL, BYE.
