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Started: 11/1/2023
Last Updated: 12/15/2023
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Masterlist
Started: 11/1/2023
Last Updated: 12/15/2023
I just finished Sun rise on the reaping and I am not doing to well…
Maysilee Donner… you were the baddest bitch!😫
Once I watch this movie in theaters I will not recover. I will be so emotionally broken that I will not be the same person.
Haymitch did not deserve all of that! He deserves better 😭
Hell yeah, Holly is now a walk ‘em down Wheeler!!
Boys may be boys but hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Or, another Reader crash-out fic
The cake was on the floor.
You stared at it. Chocolate and cream splattered across the linoleum. Your fingers were still curled around the empty plate.
Someone was talking. You couldn’t hear them. There was a ringing in your ears, high pitched and constant, like tinnitus mixed with a tea kettle mixed with the sound your sanity made as it finally, finally gave up and died.
A tear rolled down your cheek.
Then another.
The mess hall had gone quiet. You could feel eyes on you. Sergeant MacTavish was saying something; apologizing, probably. His mouth was moving. You watched it move, disconnected, like you were underwater and he was on the surface.
The men probably thought they understood. Poor thing. She’s crying over cake. Women and their emotions, right? It came out of nowhere. She just snapped. Over cake.
You know what they say about adrenaline? How it makes you stronger?
Your head came up slowly. The tears stopped. Something in your expression must have changed because MacTavish took a step back.
“Ma’am- ” he tried.
You looked at him. Really looked at him. Six feet of muscle and mohawk and nervous energy.
Then you reached out, grabbed him by the front of his tactical vest, and lifted.
MacTavish made a sound like a squeaky toy.
You were five foot seven. MacTavish was six foot two and probably weighed two twenty soaking wet.
You held him in the air with one hand.
It was never about the cake.
I love me a good crash out fic 🤭
Guys… season 5 is out…
My delusion ass still thinks Billy will be back… my college depression has somewhat gone away…
I’m feeling kind of inspired…
Things that have happened in my DND campaign.
Fun Fact: The campaign us based on Aphmau's Minecraft diaries role play from YouTube. So if you see familiar names that is why!
Context: Here are the party members Nevari: Tiefling Bard that is quite flirty (but does not know how to) nonchalant, constantly drunk (6'2) Argyle: Human Wizard (with a face mutation) that is straight forward, aggressive, and awkward (6'0) Florence: Elven Rouge that is socially awkward, emotionally constipated, and nice (when she wants to be) (5'2) Bare: Half-elf Druid that is very hot, clueless, and independent(6'1) Tessera: Elven Cleric that is soft spoken and nervous (5'10)
(Set outside of a tavern in a village.) Vincent (A hot Tiefling Knight) So will you be staying in the town for long~? Nevari: Uhhh... (does not know how to react) maybe? Vincent: Maybe? I was hoping someone as lovely as yourself would be here longer~. Nevari: Uuuhhhh... suuure? (absolutly clueless) Vincent: Maybe you could join me later?~ We don't get many lovely creatures such as yourself in these parts~ Both Florence and Argyle eavesdropping by the window. Nevari literally sees them. 'these dumbasses' Vincent: Something the matter? Nevari: No, just saw two dumbasses... their nothing special... Vincent: Well then, I'll take my leave. (He takes her hand to kiss her knuckles) Hopefully I will see you again~ (He leaves to go into the tavern) Florence (from inside the tavern): You suck at flirting! Argyle (from inside the tavern): Is he your boyfriend now? Nevari: SHUT UP! DON'T SPEAK TO ME!
(Florence and Argyle snooping on Nevari with her man.)
Bare located in a suspicious alleyway in the middle of the night. He is currently with a clerk in a shop trying to buy some products. Clerk: Here ya go sir, some magic crack. Bare: thank you, how much? Clerk: 30 gold pieces. Bare: Hmm... how able I give you these berries instead. Clerk: Oooh wouldn't mind those, half the berries and 15 gold pieces. Bare:... How about all the berries and a kiss? Clerk: Well hotdog! I'll take that deal! The Clerk takes the berries from Bare tp put them away. Then grabs him by the very little cloth that covers his chest. Clerk: come here you hunk! the Clerk then proceeds to fully french kiss Bare in the middle of the store. Bare having not control over the situation and seeming not caring lets it happen. Later... Florence and Nevari see Bare come out of the alley as they are going to another tavern across town. They both see him; he is covered in bite marks, hickies , and his lips are swollen. they are both seeming stunned by his appearance when they see him. Nevari: You got a little something on your face there. Florence: What the fuck happened to you? Bare:... I bought crack.
Argyle is talking to a nice older woman who is holding a pie offering it to him. She is quite small and defenseless when she is talking to him. Nana: My husband Dante was telling me about you and your friends. Maybe you can join us for dinner, I just baked a nice pie for dessert! Argyle: ... I wanna roll for strength... Literally the entire party: WHY DO YOU WANNA ROLL FOR STRENGTH?! SHE 'S A GRANDMA! Argyle: I want to go to the armory. Everyone else: NO! Argyle: I will go find your husband now. Thank you. Argyle proceed to take the pie and thank Grandma Nana for her hospitality. He then proceeds to run off to find Dante and the others, pie in hand mind you. Nana waves at him goodbye. Nana: What a strange man...
Okay! that is all I'm gonna put so far, if y'all want to see more let me know. Hell if you want I can try to write scenes from our DND campaign so you all can see what the story is looking like.
Fun Fact: The campaign us based on Aphmau's Minecraft diaries roll play from YouTube. So if you see familiar names that is why!
Question?! Has anyone ever seen the show detentionaire?? Cause it was actually a good show, like for real. Characters were well written and developed, the story was super interesting, plus in my opinion it’s one of the more accurate portrayals of teenage life, at least for the late 2010s.
Like I want more people to watch it!
Have you seen detentionaire???
Yes
No
nothing but the truth
100% agree!! MY MAAAAAN!
S3 Everyone lives nobody dies!AU. On the way to find out where Soviet spy is
🔪🔪🔪в вк не репостить🔪🔪🔪
WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN!!!!! 😫😫😫
Me when I see some ragebait about Billy Hargrove
When you haven’t written anything in months but college is kicking your ass and you’re too tired to think of new fics…
I hate statistics…
La Vie En Rose
jason todd x fem!reader
aka jason wildly preferring you over everyone else
4 in 1 blurbs
warnings: standard batfam arguing etc.
You sit curled up embarrassingly close to Jason on the couch, head on his shoulder. The team is still in their gear as they filter into the living room, masks and helmets discarded in scattered locations between here and the cave. The mission had been fairly simple and with all of them together it only took a couple hours to finish up.
As you waited, Alfred had kept your mind busy in the kitchen while he taught you how he makes his famous ice cream from scratch.
The clamor of the heroic party’s return had made itself known sooner than later, and you think your face must have displayed your emotions nicely because Alfred nodded you away with a small smile and no second thought.
You’d walked into the living room, weaving through the mess of siblings until a hand snuck out on your left and grabbed your wrist. You barely had time to look at him before Jason pulled you down to sit next him on the sofa. He wrapped an arm over your shoulder, pulling you in and leaving virtually no space between you. His armor sits heavy against you, but a welcome weight on your shoulders.
Tim plops down on the couch across from you and you can just make out a bit of blood on the side of his head, aptly accompanied by an irritated look sprawled across his face. It’s not enough blood to be concerned about—not for them—but you can venture a guess that whatever they were up to shouldn’t have called for any injuries and his pique is likely directly related to that.
Though Dick’s goading aura might have something to do with it too, as he comes crashing down next to him a second later, partially sitting on Tim’s cape and pulling him into an awkward angle.
Nightwing doesn’t seem too perturbed by the younger vigilante’s agitation and curt manner of pushing him off.
The others are too caught up in chatter to pay much attention to you, and you can be certain that’s why Jason takes that moment to press a kiss to the side of your head. He lets his lips linger there for just a second as you lean into him.
Alfred’s own entrance is the only thing able to subside the flurry of conversations skirting around the room.
“A job well done,” he commends with a nod. “A selection of ice creams awaits you in the kitchen.”
He gives you a sly wink before retreating back through the swinging door, leaving Stephanie and Cass to practically trip over themselves trying to beat each other to the kitchen. Robin follows after unhurried, mask still on, with his hands behind his back.
Jason kneads your thigh before pushing himself up to stand. He turns back, looking down to you. “What do you want?” he asks softly.
You hum, "Just strawberry's good."
Tim sits up, "Can I—”
"No, you've got legs,” Jason grumbles, stalking off to the kitchen.
Dick barks out a laugh and you bite back a smile.
Tim looks absolutely aghast.
“That’s such bullshit. You know, he used to be nice.”
“No he didn’t,” Dick laughs, shaking his head. “Not since you’ve known him.”
Stephanie stumbles out of the kitchen then, the door hitting her back on the way, as she mutters a curse behind her. You can vaguely makeout Jason grunting something back before she rolls her eyes.
Steph looks at you, shaking her head as she returns to her seat, “You live like this?”
You shrug, “He’s nice to me.”
“Yeah, I bet,” Tim grumbles.
I love this!!
And just like that.. I’m back on my Bucky Barnes bullshit.
We back baby!!
My friends will not hear me shut up about him 😆
An Exploding Star
Prologue:
Disclaimer: Not my art!! Credit to the original artist!
My name is Natsuki Hayashida...
From an early age I knew my place in this world. To be silent, never disobey, and never loose my temper. The rules have been instilled in me since childhood by my Mother and Father, Noa Hayashida and Yori Hayashida.
I was born into a family of wealth. From the moment I was born to when I was twelve I did not have to work a single minute or have to dirty my hands. With in the Hayashida Clan the women are taught to be dolls, mere objects to be looked at. We are not taught to defend ourselves or higher levels of education. To the elders of our clan it is important for the women to be obedient and beautiful so we can be married off to a male of another prestigious clan or family.
In my family I am one of six children; Junko my oldest sister, Shinju the second eldest, Masako the third, myself, and Arata. The only boy. My parents thought of him as a blessing after only having girls for so long. Since he was seen as more valuable my sisters and I were not allowed to interact with him since we are lesser then he.
The day I fled from my family is the day I gain my will. Gained my right to fight. The day I became a part of the demon slayer corps.
My name is Natsuki Hayashida... and I will choose my own future.
Hello! I just wanted to get a small prologue out before getting into the main story line of when Natsuki's story begins. I've been writing this for a while and now I am able to write her story.
Pls know I am a full time student with a part time job so I will try to get chapters out the best I can but other than that I hope you come back to read more about Natsuki Hayashida!
Thank you!
Guys…
I JUST WANT TO MARRY A PRINCE AND BE A PRINCESS 😭😭😭
Warm Sundays
Billy Hargrove x reader
Summary: Just a cuddle session with Billy, nothing but fluff. So sorry about my absence, stuff has been really tough for me for a while but I wanted to get something out while I'm trying to finish other fit I've been writing.
It was summer the season of relaxation and freedom.The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and you were right where you're supposed to be in Billy's arms. You could spend the rest of your summer like this in bed on a Sunday in his arms. The smell of his cologne brings comfort to you. You lay on his chest the warmth of his skin could put you back to sleep. You nuzzle your face into his chest tryin to be even more enveloped into him.
Billy giggled at your actions, " What are you doing?" he questioned squeezing you tighter in his hold.
"You're just so warm and comforting." You smiled. "You also smell great, so that's a plus."
Billy laughed at you," Good to know I smell good."
"Yeah... if ya didn't I wouldn't be dating you."
"Whoa harsh." He joked. "My good looks wouldn't win you over on the spot?"
"Nope." You stated. "You would just be in the sea of unclaimed lovers that I have." You laughed. You rest your chin on his chest to look at him. Taking in his relaxed state. His eyes were soft and kind when looking at you; he never looked at anyone else in such a way. His hair was all tossed and the dopy grin on his faced went along with it. Nothing like the ladies man that he is known to be. He was different now that he is with you. Someone that listens to him and cares for him. He shows you a side of him that no one but you is aloud to see.
"Well I would go through every single one of them to be with you." He declared. "I would fight for the chance to love you."
You giggled, "You're such a sap, I love it."
"And I love you."
You stared at him. Every time you hear him say that you get butterflies in your stomach all over again. The smile on your face widened even further.
You lay your head on his chest. "Can we stay like this a little longer."
"Baby, we could stay like this forever and I would not say a word."
. . . "Such a sap." You giggled cuddling deeper into Billy to not move for the next hour to stay warm.
Literally how does anyone respect this guy