Pick your poison, babe, I'm poison either way

"May your heart remain breakable but never by the same hand twice"

[enchantedmoonlight13]

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Fic Rec:

Stranger Things / part 2

Misc characters

Dividers by saradika-graphics

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This Was a Bad Call

lt. derrick “mac” macdonald x step mama!reader, waylon macdonald

word count: 1k+

summary: Corroded Coffin or Die Photo Prompt Server Challenge | Waylon brings home something Mac definitely doesn’t want.

warnings: Mac is not a cat person

notes: Mac and Mama are trying their best to not let Waylon overrun them LMAO. Feel free to let me know if there are any mistakes.

The couch cushions dip slightly under Mac's weight when he shifts beside you, his arm heavy and warm across the back of your shoulders. You've got the TV on, playing something that started off as a rerun of this morning's news and has devolved into a western you’re pretty sure you’ve seen Mac’s mom play. After about twenty minutes, it'd just turned into background noise as you soak in your husband's warmth. His thumb is dragging slow, absent minded lines along your arm as you sit. Then the front door slams open.

"Hey!" You start to sit up and twist your head, only to be met by a blur and the sound of footsteps hurrying down the hall. Your mother-in-law steps into view at the door and waves. You wave back, smiling.

"He's got his bag." She says softly, smiling like shes amused with herself. "Love you both." 

"Love you!" you echo as she pulls the door closed. Your eyes follow the line of the hallway where Waylon had disappeared, his footsteps fast and uneven. You hear his bedroom door slam shut a second later. Mac's hand stops moving on your arm.

"That was weird." He chuckles softly. 

You nod, frowning as you glance towards your son's room. "Yeah… He didn't even come say hi." 

Mac sighs and moves his arm from around you, placing his hands on his knees like he's about to stand. "Let me go check—"

"I got it." You say softly as you push yourself up. "You just got comfortable." You press a kiss against his head and head down the hall. You knock gently on the door before twisting the handle and peeking inside. 

He's kneeling in front of his bed, his eyes go wide when he sees you. "Hi." He says, trying his best to sound not guilty in the court of his mama. 

You let your eyes run over him, checking to see if there were any new bumps, bruises, injuries, hair colors, anything, and smile softly when you don't find any. But then you see something move under the edge of his bed. You raise your eyebrows, "Waylon?" 

He presses his lips together as a small orange head peeks it's head out. Then it's followed by a cream colored head. A tail shifts. It's two cats that are very much not supposed to be here. Waylon bites his lip, trying to tug his blanket over them before you can see. 

But by the breath you let out, he already knows it's too late. You bring your hand up to your forehead, eyes slipping closed. "You brought cats home?"

"They were out by the shed at Mamaw and Papaw's… they didn't have a mom and it's cold at night and Papaw said they just showed up and I thought—"

You sigh, turning your head towards the living room, "Mac!" You call. 

There's a moment of silence before you hear him call back, "what's up?"

You look at the cats for a moment and then your son's pleading eyes. If he would have asked. "You need to come here."

You hear the couch springs creak as he stands, and then the sounds of shuffling socked feet. "What'd he do?" He asks.

You lean back against the wall, eyes on the two furry companions, "just come look." 

Mac appears in the doorway just a few moments later, eyeing the situation unfolding in front of him. He notices the tails peeking out first, then the heads, and their bodies. "No, no, no."

Waylon scrambles up from his knees, "dad, they don't have anywhere to go—"

"Waylon." Mac cuts him off and drags a hand down his face. He sighs, looking at the big brown eyes of his son before letting his gaze flick to the cats and then back. "Did you bring them all the way from Mamaw and Papaw's?" He asks. Suddenly, his mom's amused little smile seems to be fitting. 

Waylon nods, cheeks bright red. "In my backpack." 

Mac sighs and looks at you, shaking his head in disbelief. "Jesus Christ, Way."

"They were gonna stay outside!" Waylon frowns, "Papaw said they're just strays, but they're friendly—"

"Yeah, and now they're strays in my house." Mac sighs. 

Waylon's frown grows sadder by the minute, "they're not strays… they're just little."

Mac sighs, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans back against the wall next to you. "This was a bad call, bud." 

Waylon's shoulders pull in a bit, his gaze dropping to the floor in front of him. You hear a sniffle, "but dad, they're gonna die out there."

Damn, this kid's big heart.

You sigh and step forward, crouching down in front of Waylon. You lift the blanket to peer down at the two kittens. You glance at Mac, who's cracking just as much as you are. Then you look at Waylon. "They can stay until they're a little bigger, okay? Then out to the barn. We'll set something up to keep them warm and dry—"

"We're gonna end up with ten of them." Mac sighs, letting his head thunk back against the wall. 

You just roll your eyes and smile at Waylon, "or just two that keep the mice out, that you're gonna take care of." You say and pat Waylon's hand. 

He looks up then, almost fast enough to make himself feel dizzy, "I swear I will."

Mac sighs, looking between the two of you. "You're both a pain in my ass." He jokes softly, which has you both smiling. "Go find 'em something to sleep in, we'll take 'em to the vet in the morning."

Waylon's on his feet before he can even finish the sentence and throws his arms around Mac's middle, hugging him tight. His head comes to just below Mac's chin now, that summer growth spurt showing off in it's entirety. Mac grunts under the impact, but his hand comes up and settles on the back of Waylon's head automatically. 

You stay crouched on the floor, smiling as you watch your boys. Love settling deep in your chest. Then a small weight bumps against your fingers and you glance down to see the little orange one pressing it's face right up against you. You sigh softly. You're never getting rid of these things, not as long as Waylon's around. 

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The Tarot Cards Never Lie

Masterlist | Fred Hechinger Characters Masterlist

This was written for @fredhechingerfrenzy EVERYONE'S A STAR; the prompt was telephone busy - 'i pulled that tarot card / that one with the mystic heart'. Also this was not super proofread, sorry. lol, i'm working two jobs I cannot be bothered right now.

Customer: Anonymous!

Order: strawberry ice cream in a cup with rainbow sprinkles

Ingredients: Fem!Reader x Daniel Markowitz, Fluff, Love at First Sight, Soulmates and True Love Mentions, Talks of Tarot Cards and Tarot Readings, Mentions of Moving, Mentions of Toxic / Abusive Ex (not super in detail)

Total: $22.74 (2274 words)

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"Okay, knock on the deck three times." Your best friend and roommate, Amelia, spoke as she held out a deck of black and white tarot cards towards you.

"Why?" You asked, leaning forward slightly as you inspected the deck in her hands.

"It puts your energy into the deck and it lets the cards choose you, speak to you and tell you what you need to know, just, trust me." She smiled, her smile both soft and calming in the storm of half opened boxes and unpacked clothing that still needed to find their home within the drawers and plethora of closet space now available. Her presence was grounding among the chaotic elements within the small apartment that you now had keys for, miles and miles away from home and the life you had left behind.

"Okay, okay. I trust you. I always do." Your knuckles tapped on the back of the deck three times, your eyes closing slightly as you did so. "If I didn't trust you, I would have never moved across the country with you on a whim." You teased, sitting back on the plush carpet. Your legs crossed underneath your body, arms resting loosely in your lap as she began to shuffle the deck with a grin.

"I still can't believe you did that, by the way. Left everything—other friends, job, family, crazy ex that was stalking you, and moved with me to a different state and city. My god you are brave." As she spoke, she continued to shuffle the deck, the back and white colors contrasting each other with every shuffle.

A few cards flew out face down, but Amelia didn't move to retrieve them. Not yet. You had watched her do this countless times before to know she didn't look at the cards or stop until they had spoken to her and told her they were done sending her messages. You didn't really seem to understand it much, but it was something she had always done. Amelia shuffled the deck a few more times, one more card flying out before she set the deck down.

"Are you ready?" She asked, glancing up at you.

"As ready as I'll ever be. Considering the last tarot reading you gave me ended up telling me my ex was toxic and I needed to run away from him and everything."

"And aren't you glad you did?" She leaned over, picking the cards up in the order they flew out. She looked at the first one, "huh," before looking at the second one, "oh," and finally looking at the last one, "oh my god!"

You sat back, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. There was something about the tone of her voice and the way she spoke that both scared you and intrigued you. "What?" You asked softly, looking at the cards in her hands before looking up at her.

"Okay, well, somehow this turned into a love reading. I swear, this was not on purpose." Amelia giggled, setting the cards out in front of you both. She pointed towards a card with a tower in center of it, lightning striking it a few times with flames escaping the windows. "The first card is the tower, this is a sudden change card so I'm going to say this is about our move. It's giving this change that will make you realize what you need and don't need in your life."

You nodded slightly, looking at the card as you took in her explanation. "Yeah, okay. That makes sense. But where does the love part come in?"

"Right here, this card is the two of cups." She pointed towards the second card, two cups being held towards each other by two separate people. Their hands held around the cups, free hands reaching towards each other in an intimate gesture. "This card basically means… true love. It represents deep emotional bonds and mutual attractions and partnerships. It's literally the true love card." She looks up at you, her smile growing. "You are going to meet your true love. He is going to come in, sweep you off your feet and show you how you should be treated, unlike your ex who shall not be named."

"Amelia, I sincerely doubt I am going to meet my true love."

"Yeah, I had a feeling you would say that. But look at this card." She pointed towards the last card, an angel in the background with the sun as a couple stood side by side, reaching their hands towards each other. "This is literally the lovers card. It is the ultimate soulmate card, representing soulmate connections, deep harmony and significant romantic choices. I'm telling you girl." Amelia looked up at you, smiling softly. "You left everything and moved here with me… your soulmate and true love is going to show up unexpectedly and sweep you off your feet and show you how you should be loved."

You looked at her, glanced at the cards and looked back at her. "Amelia, I don't think I'm meeting my soulmate anytime soon. I'm not looking for love at all I'm just… looking to find myself while I'm here, you know?"

"I know that but, the universe works in mysterious ways. I think this is the universe telling you that your soulmate is going to help you find yourself and love yourself."

"I just, I don't know. Even if I did meet anyone, I'm not looking for a relationship."

"I think you should keep an open mind, you never know when someone is going to show up in your life." There was a knock on the door echoed through the living room, pulling you both out of the conversation about the tarot cards spread across the floor. Amelia gasped, looking up at you. "That could be him! That could be your soulmate and the love of your life!"

You laughed, shaking your head as you stood up. "That's actually the pizza that I ordered for us before we started this. Remember?" You grabbed some cash from the counter, making your way towards the front door. "Besides, it's probably some teenager that hates his life and is just trying to make extra money. I doubt my soulmate is on the other side of the door."

"Yeah, but if it is your soulmate, I get dibs on being the maid of honor at the wedding. The tarot cards never lie, remember that." She winked, looking back down at the cards spread out before her.

"Yeah, sure." You reached for the door handle, unlocking it quickly before opening it slowly.

"Hey, Greg. Looks like you switched it up today. Went for a pepperoni instead of a supreme? And added breadsticks, what a wild night you have planned. And—oh," the man standing on the other side of the door finally looked up from the receipt, his eyes meeting yours. He looked you up and down quickly, taking you in fully before making eye contact again. "Shit. You're not Greg. My bad."

You giggled softly, leaning against the door frame as you did. "I am in fact not Greg, very sorry to disappoint."

"Oh, please, no disappointment here. He was kind of an ass who never tipped and ordered pizza from us like every other day."

You smiled at that, gaze roaming over him as he unzipped the bag that held the warm and fresh pizza and breadsticks. Your head tilted to the side slowly, taking his appearance in fully. The messy, dirty blonde hair was covered with the visor, the words The Pizza King embroidered on it. The short stubble of a beard and mustache that looked like there was an attempt to keep cleanly shaven but was definitely not working out too well. The soft, blue eyes that were so focused on the task at hand, his tongue was peeking out of this mouth ever so slightly. So slightly that had you not been looking, you wouldn't have noticed. The baggy blue jeans, the simple black top with the same logo as the visor embroidered on the front, a small, silver name tag on the side that read Daniel standing out against the black fabric.

"So, you new here or does Greg just have some really pretty daughter I should know about?" The man, or Daniel, asked. He removed the boxes from the bag, looking up at you. "Because you look nothing like my least favorite customer." He teased, a crooked grin growing on his face.

You smiled at his joke, deciding to joke back. "Wouldn't you like to know? If we were related, I would have hoped he'd tell me about the cute, mysterious pizza delivery driver that seems to know his order by heart."

Daniel grinned wider at that, a small chuckle leaving his lips. "Take it you just moved in?" He asked, holding the two boxes your way.

"Indeed. My friend and I did. Moved all the way from Wisconsin to big scary California. Hope I fit in at least a bit around here." You took the boxes from his hands gently, your fingers brushing his as you did. The hair on your arm stood up slightly, a small electric shock moving through your body as your fingertips touched his. You pulled back slightly, clearing your throat as you did. "Just getting used to the city and seeing everything in it."

Daniel nodded, smiling slightly. "A midwestern girl, huh? Welcome to LA." He said softly, feeling the same electric shock and current run through his body as you touched. "Here, let me give you my number, if you want. You can text me about anything; I can show you what pizza places to stay away from around here and where you can get the best breakfast bagel." He reached for a pen from his pocket, scribbling his number down on the back of receipt. "My name's Danny, by the way. My grandma says Daniel was more professional but I honestly hate how formal it sounds." He tucked the receipt under the box of breadsticks, looking up at you.

"Danny, huh? Nice to meet you." You replied, handing him the cash from your hand as you mentioned your name. Your fingers met again, only this time the spark was almost visible as you both leaned into the touch, not afraid to move away. He thanked you, taking the cash before reaching for change in his bag. "Don't worry about it, the rest is yours." You said, stopping his movements.

He looked up at you, smiling slightly. "You sure?"

"Positive."

"Well, now I know you're definitely not related to Greg. Most he's tipped me is a 'hey, son, why don't you trim your beard a little?' Have a good night, by the way. And if you order from us again, might I recommend the cinnamon twists? Perfect on a stormy LA night like tonight."

"Cinnamon twists," you repeated, nodding as you did so. "Hey? Thanks, Danny. I might just take you up on that offer to show me where the best breakfast bagel is… I'm a sucker for an egg and cheese on an everything bagel."

"Noted. I shall gather my list of things to do and not do and what to avoid around here… so long as you choose to text me." He teased, leaning against the wall slightly. "Well, I suppose I should probably get back to regularly scheduled shift… but, it was really nice to meet you," Danny smiled, saying your name one more time with a grin on his face. It felt natural and right coming out of mouth, and as much as he enjoyed saying it… you enjoyed hearing it.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too." You smiled, blushing slightly as he looked at you one last time before turning to walk back down the hall towards the stairs.

You stood in the doorway for a brief second, the pizza boxes in your hands forgotten as you watched Danny walk farther down the hall until he had disappeared completely. You sighed, leaning against the doorway before you heard a voice in your ear.

"But he's not your soulmate or the love of your life, right?" Amelia asked, smirking as she reached for the pizza boxes.

You shook your head slightly and looked at her, the blush creeping back to your face and neck. "Shut up," you mumbled, following her back into the apartment.

"Look, all I'm saying is you two hit it off pretty well. You were joking and laughing with each other and it's pretty obvious that you two liked each other. Text him, give him a chance and call me when he proposes." She handed you the receipt with the phone number before she moved towards the kitchen with the two boxes, smirking as she did.

You sighed, smiling at the thought as you pulled out your phone. Quickly entering his number, you created a contact before sending a quick text.

You: Hey, Danny! I'm texting you so you have my number and to say it was super nice to meet you!

Danny: Oh, hey beautiful! It was nice to meet you too. I'm glad you texted me. Are you free tomorrow morning for some of the best egg and cheese bagels you've ever had? I can pick you up at 10? :)

"Pick you up at ten, huh?" Amelia asked, looking over your shoulder as she took a bite of a slice of pizza. "But, yeah, he's not your soulmate, huh?"

"Shut up…" you mumbled, smiling as you moved your phone from her view.

Amelia was right… wasn't she? Tarot cards never lie…

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you have to be kinder to people who are slow processors.

you have to be kinder to people who don't understand your jokes.

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you have to be kinder to people who were always this way, too.

you have to be kind. you have to be kind.

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Carrot Cake

sam o’brien (warfare) x not-the-mrs. o’brien!reader

word count: 800+

summary: Corroded Coffin or Die Photo Prompt Server Challenge | Sam wants a carrot cake, you’re gonna make him work for it.

warnings: none that i can find

notes: Been thinking about Sammy and his love for desserts a lot recently thanks to Wheels mentioning Banana Pudding— Feel free to let me know if there are any mistakes.

"Just to confirm," Sam calls out as the back door to the house creaks open behind you. "This is the relaxing evening you promised me?" 

You don't even bother looking up at him, you just tug the base of carrot greens until the carrot beneath loosens and pops free. You shrug your shoulders, "you said you wanted carrot cake."

"And that somehow turned into this?" He asks as you hear him step off the porch into the grass. His feet shuffling along until he comes to a stop behind you.

You stop tugging at the leafy greens of another carrot, twisting at the waist to glance back at him. You raise a hand to shield your eyes as you squint against the sun behind him. He's wearing one of those old coyote brown shirts, worn thin in places around the arms and collar and dark sweatpants you know he'll regret wearing soon. He looks down at you, hands settling on his hips as he surveys the situation in front of him, deciding on how much effort he's willing to commit to. You gesture back towards the porch, "you can go back inside."

He scoffs and rolls his eyes, shifting his weight from his left leg to his right. "Yeah, and listen to you bang around in the kitchen complaining about me not earnin' it? I'll never hear the end of it." 

A smile tugs at your lips and you shrug again, "suit yourself."

He sighs and drops down onto the dirt beside you, ungracefully. The earth is damp under your bodies, smelling like last night's rain. He runs a hand over what little hair he has left after taking the clippers to his head this morning and hums. "Alright, what am I doing?" 

"Grab the greens at the base. Not the leaves."

"Got it." He huffs. He leans forward, trying to tug a carrot free. He yanks too high on the stem, the green leaves coming free in his hand, the carrot left under wet earth. You raise your eyebrows at him and he just shakes his head.

"Try again." You mumble. 

He mutters something you don't hear completely under his breath— but you know it contained quite the expletives— but he tries again. He lets his fingertips press into the soil. The dirt here is even cooler beneath the surface, damp against his skin as he grips lower on the stem and pulls. The carrot comes loose and he tugs it up, smiling at his dirt covered accomplistment.

You chuckle, tugging another from the ground. "You're learning." You joke. 

"Don't say that." He says immediately in response. "I'm not one of your little projects." 

"Could've fooled me." You tease. 

He laughs at that and tosses the carrot into the basket with the others. It lands with a bounce and a dull thud. And for a while, it's just the two of you working. Your movements steady and practiced. You've done this every summer since you moved into this house. Sam's are a little… less than ideal. Every now and again he'll stumble upon one that seems too stubborn to budge. 

A breeze drifts through the yard, carrying the sharp smell of all the green tops you've been shucking as you go. The air is still warm, but it's starting to ease as the sun sinks low. You can hear the tip tap of Whiskey's nails against the hardwood through the open screen door. 

Sam wipes the back of his hand across his forehead, leaving flecks of dirt behind. "These look better than the ones we buy at the store."

"They are." 

He glances at you and raises an eyebrow. "Yeah?" 

"Yeah." You nod confidently, sitting up slightly. 

He nods again, reaching for another patch of green leaves. "Good. I'd hate to do all of this and have that cake taste like nothing." He pulls the carrot free and sends you a wink, "I expect something decent at the end of all of this." 

You roll your eyes again, letting a smile tug at your lips as you brush the dirt from your hands onto your thighs. He watches you for a second, pushing to your feet. The sun is dipping lower now, shadows are stretching long and wide across the garden. The basket heavy and full between you. Once you're standing, you brush the backs of your thighs and your backside free of dirt and finally allow yourself to smile. "C'mon. We've got more than enough." 

He stands, slowly and awkwardly, with a quiet grunt. Once he's steady, he bends at the waist and lifts the basket. "If this cake is bad, I'm never doing this again. I hope you know." He chuckles, throwing his arm around your shoulders. 

"It won't be." You shrug, arm slinking around his waist as the two of you walk back up the porch stairs to the back door.

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ঌ ✶  name : sofia / sophia

ঌ ✶  zodiac : cancer

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ঌ ✶  height : 5’5 (165 cm)

ঌ ✶  orientation : heteroromantic greysexual, i think

ঌ ✶  ethnicity : white

ঌ ✶  favourite fruit : cherry and watermelon

ঌ ✶  favorite season : summer

ঌ ✶  favorite book series : not sure about series, but i AM loving picking daisies on sundays so far <3

ঌ ✶  favorite fictional characters : (a few of) my beloveds and who i see myself in

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ঌ ✶  favorite scent : chance eau tendre by chanel and sexy, so what by playboy

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ঌ ✶  favorite animals : cats and bunnies

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[chrisssiren]

ty for the tags @xmattsrightballx & @rainyyy-weather <3

ᝰ 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 :: isabelle (isa for short)

ᝰ 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 :: sagittarius

ᝰ 𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 :: idk i haven't watched or read harry potter

ᝰ 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 :: 5'8

ᝰ 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 :: bi

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐒 :: i love all kinds of fruits. but my top 3 favorites are pineapple, strawberry & kiwi

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍(𝐒) :: definitely autumn, and winter too (but i'm biased 'cause i was born in winter)

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 :: none

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 :: leon kennedy, gojo satoru, simon riley, takumi usui, zuko, raven, eugene fitzherbert, dick grayson, jason todd, rayne ames, andrew garfield's peter parker, tomoe + more i'm too lazy to keep writing

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 :: dahlias

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 :: vanilla

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒 :: blue, gray and green

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 :: ravens

ᝰ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒/𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 :: the neighborhood, chase atlantic, saraunh0ly, artemas, dominic fike, ashnikko, malcom todd, isabel larosa & nessa barrett

ᝰ 𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄/𝐓𝐄𝐀/𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐀 :: depends on my mood

ᝰ 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 :: 4-6

ᝰ 𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 :: 1

ᝰ 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 :: there are so many places i wanna travel to

ᝰ 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 :: psychological horror mangas

ᝰ 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 :: hmm i'm sure it was around the beginning of october 2024

ᝰ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 :: 286

ᝰ 𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 :: guess 😛

ᝰ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓? :: the sturniolo triplets (fanfics, gifs, thoughts) and on rare occasions dividers

ᝰ 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘? :: i guess?

ᝰ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂? :: i don't have an exact aesthetic, i switch aesthetics like panties lol

npts -› @sturncoast @filthgf @leonsbrat @crystalcider @hauntedhouseofhorrors @444sturns @delilahsturniolo @cinnamonsturns @poloponies @ariestrxsh + anyone else

[hauntedhouseofhorrors]

so cutesy i love it 🤭 thank you for tagging me isa!!

˙⋆✮ name : sammy

˙⋆✮ zodiac : aries

˙⋆✮ hogwarts house : slytherin :b

˙⋆✮ height : 5’5"

˙⋆✮ orientation : straight? i question my sexuality everyday lmao

˙⋆✮ ethnicity : indo-caribbean

˙⋆✮  favourite fruit : pineapple, mango, watermelon

˙⋆✮ favorite season : fall/winter, but i am coming around to liking summer more as of lately

˙⋆✮ favorite book series : lowkey, i don't think i've really read any novel series?? i read books from the goosebumps collection when i was in elementary school though...does that count??? 😭

˙⋆✮ favorite fictional characters : oh this list can go on for ages, but at the top of my head ― jason todd (dc), jj maybank (obx), steve harrington + billy hargrove + max mayfield (st), weasley twins (hp)

˙⋆✮favorite flower : lotuses, lilies, baby's breaths, & hydrangeas

˙⋆✮  favorite scent : my signature scents has been sexy amber from michael korrs and gucci guilty, but i've recently fallen in love with twilly and barenia from hermes. bottom line, anything with sandalwood or patchouli and i'm sold ― i like more earthy, musk scents

˙⋆✮ favourite color : blue, burgundy, and green are my staples...i flip flop throughout the year 😭

˙⋆✮  favorite animals : tigers and wolves :3 love me some big cats all around

˙⋆✮  favorite band / artist : band ― the nbhd & am; solo artists ― bryson tiller & tory lanez

˙⋆✮ coffee, tea, or hot cocoa : teaaaaa but i love a good coffee

˙⋆✮  average sleep hours : lowkey around 7 most of the time?? and somehow i still wake up tired af 🤗

˙⋆✮ number of blankets you sleep with : one very thick blanket

˙⋆✮ dream trip : london has always been a dream spot, but as i've gotten older, definitely italy. i would live for a backpacking trip throughout europe.

˙⋆✮ last thing googled : the tale of desperaux ― one of my fav childhood movies 🥹

˙⋆✮ account created : around june 15th or so of last year

˙⋆✮ how many blogs followed : 492

˙⋆✮ number of followers : 639

˙⋆✮ what you usually post about : writing & rants 🤭

˙⋆✮ do you get asks regularly : occasionally 🫩 i don't bite guys pls flood my inbox

˙⋆✮ what’s your aesthetic : i absolutely do not have one single aesthetic 😭

npts + sorry for double tags!! @pepsipoet @luvsyouaria @sturncoast @sturnililio @devotedlyteenagemusic @immaqulate @eyesonmattyb @iamthebestswag @conspiracy-ash @gracedbysturns @starrsturns @enchantedmoonlight13 + anyone that'd like to join!

[enchantedmoonlight13]

Thanks for tagging me Sammy 💖

♡ name : Julia

♡ zodiac : Taurus

♡ hogwarts house : Hufflepuff

♡ height : 5’2

♡ orientation : pan

♡ ethnicity : Brazilian

♡ favourite fruit : cherries, strawberry, watermelon

♡ favorite season : autumn

♡ favorite book series : Cassandra Clare books, Harry Potter, Twilight, The vampire diaries (hate the tv show)

♡ favorite fictional characters : Jasper Hale, Alice Cullen, Magnus Bane, Jem Carstairs, Tessa Gray, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood

♡ favorite flower : sunflower, Wild pansy and Passion flowers

♡ favorite scent : jasmine flower, makes me think about my childhood

♡ favourite color : lilac, baby blue, pink, mint green

♡ favorite animals : Dolphins, cats, capybaras

♡ favorite band / artist : Taylor Swift, Niall Horan

♡ coffee, tea, or hot cocoa : Tea, ice tea

♡ average sleep hours : 5/6 doing better because I'm on meds now

♡ number of blankets you sleep with : 2 or more if it's winter

♡ dream trip : Romenia or Scotland I love castles

♡ last thing googled : verbena, I brought verbena incense and was to lazy too explain to my friend why verbena is good

♡ account created : 2024 I think was October or November

♡ how many blogs followed : idk

♡ number of followers : idk

♡ what you usually post about : this place is a mess

♡ do you get asks regularly : nope

♡ what’s your aesthetic : I have no idea

Tagging @mattsleftball @hotelstares @thenickgirl @ariestrxsh

[jcbbby]

I subscribe to this religion

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

be kind and respectful to fanfic writers

be kind and respectful to fan artists

be kind and respectful to people in your fandom

be kind and respectful to people

[stillgotscars]

dear reader - taylor swift

[persianmom-deactivated20251026]

I love revoking people’s access to me like actually no you don’t deserve to know me anymore :-)

[enchantedmoonlight13]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 (or more) people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3

Marley 🩷🩷🩷 love you