blondie0458
I write Imagines, please check 'em out @writings-of-a-daphodil But here I just reblog stuff
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Thank you for the tag @blixeon!!I
(Credit to whoever took these lovely pictures)
most of y'all have probably already been tagged, sorry, feel free to ignore this :) @miss-melinna @alovesongshewrote @daydream-believin @wazzuppy @furblrwurblr and anyone else who's like to join!
I was tagged by my dear friend @dreamsarelikedragonflies for the Moodboard Game:
rules: google/search your name & your favourite color & the word ‘aesthetic’. take the first four (non collage) photos and voila you have your aesthetic moodboard! then tag your friends to join!
Fairly accurate, though I have no idea what the staircase is supposed to represent lol.
No pressure tags: @poetryinmotion-author, @plainrea (you might have already done this one? I can’t remember exactly so I’m tagging you just to be safe lol), @a-s-levynn, @isawhisperer, @dahliycia, and anybody else who wants to jump in–make sure you @ me. ✨
Megamind the musical would slap though:
The transition between kid Megamind and adult Megamind being the kid Megamind blowing up the school and adult Megamind emerging from the blue smoke in full villain costume, complete with manic laughter
Roxanne’s opening number being her trying to write a piece for the museum opening “An ocean inside a bigger ocean…”
A reprise of the above song when she’s singing about Megamind and her confused feelings for him
Megamind and Roxanne’s sad duet in the rain “Love Someone Like You/Love Someone Like Me”
BLACK MAMBAAAAAAAAAAAA
Hal’s evil rampage song “Under New Management.”
Megamind and Minion’s duet about their weird but special friendship
Metroman’s “I have eyes that can see” starting off silly but slowly transitioning into a sad ballad about how, unlike Megamind, he’s never loved his assigned role and wants to be his own person, doing what he loves
“I’m Bad” being the closing number
WARNING!!!!
People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.
Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.
This is so cute
I see you (Din Djarin x GN reader)
Summary: Din is hurting, don’t look at him. No REALLY, DON’T LOOK AT HIM.
Genre: Angst / fluff + hurt / comfort.
Author’s note: This takes place after the events of Chapter 15, therefore SPOILERS if you keep reading!
Of course, I don’t know what will ACTUALLY happens in the rest of the series, but in this version, Din + Reader + Grogu are safe on a spaceship after Those Events Happened in Ch14, and after THAT happened on Moskar in Ch15 (reader was present on Moskar). Din is dealing with some trauma following That Event.
I wrote this in one go in a tired yet enthusiastic frenzy after watching. I didn’t want to spend ages on it… but I hope that it’s coherent and that you like it!
Warnings: nightmares, angst but it turns out okay. Final warning: spoilers for S2 esp. chapter 14 and 15. Meant to be GN but not sure if the Mando’a confuses that. Pls forgive.
GIF: a non-chapter-specific adorable GIF so that I’m not spewing spoilers onto my dash. By @calsblueponcho
You hear him stir again. For the third night in a row.
You hear his groans start to build from within the cot opposite you - the sound wrung from his chest and strangled in his throat. You hear him thrashing, limbs and elbows and whatever part of him clunking against the walls of the narrow sleep space, the sounds tinny from within his metal box; like usual.
Metal between you and him.
Finally, you hear the shush of the door as he clambers out of bed, and you hear ragged breaths sawing in and out of him. You hear the weight of his blankets pool on to the floor as he throws them off with a grunt, and his bare feet making contact with the metal floor.
Now, his sounds are not tinny. They are organic. There are no layers of metal between you any longer. Now, only the darkness separates you from him. Only the darkness separates him from the knowledge you hold; that he is afraid.
You hold still. You stay quiet, as Din completes his now nightly ritual - as if the man needed any more rituals. Your heart breaks for him.
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The Never-Ending Roadtrip (waffles)
summary: (part 1) or (part 5) <- reader joins douxie on his quest to protect nari. he’ll need company wont he. (part 6) do you like waffles? also appalachia and nj trollmarket fun.
warnings: swearing, fem! reader, maybe an alcohol mention, proof reading is for squares yo
word count: 3875
a/n: i’m sorry to anyone from PA but wtf. i also have no idea why this turned out the way it did. bon apetit.
no gif im trying to test something
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Y/n looked over at Douxie. The blue of his hair was starting to fade into a duller hue. While not as bright and bold as his personality, it was still very nice to look at. This muted blue was softer, almost comforting in a way. Y/n found herself running her fingers through it. It wasn’t just the color that was soft. Like feathers in her hand, she gently caressed the strands. The duller color made him look tired, older, and the permanent bags under his eyes didn’t help. She placed her hand on his face and ran her thumb over a said eye bag. He gave her a very subdued smile in return. His sunken eyes were so beautiful. Her favorite color. Or colors, one should say. They were like an earth toned opal. Y/n’s hand drifted down his face. She used her thumb to explore his cheekbones, tracing constellations in his freckles, and finally settled on his mouth, tracing his cupid’s bow. Douxie couldn’t help but break the stoic face he was trying to hold.
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doot doot
Huh, what do you know
ha?
every single person who reblogs this
every
single
person
will get “doot doot” in their ask box
asians: pls care about racism against us
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Another amazing chapter!!!!!
The Never-Ending Roadtrip (there’s nothing wrong with Ohio)
Summary: Reader joins Douxie in the quest for Nari’s safety. He’ll need company won’t he? - (Part 5) ohio hijinks. national forests, a b ‘n b. start here -> (part 1)
Warnings: swearing, meat eating, idk gambling kinda?
Word Count: 6620
A/N: AAAAAHHH i gotta stop writing shit at 3am. it’s showing. also i cant believe i reworked their entire planned trip route for this. ajhqhdsjhfljh i have no excuses for any of this
Douxie was uncharacteristically quiet during the trip through the first bit of Indiana. Y/n hung over the railing feeling awkward. The treetops below flew past her in a blur. Y/n kinda felt bad, like maybe she had broken him. Did she nudge a little too hard? She had thought, if anything, her flirting would get him flirting too. Hell, Doux flirted with everyone. It was just part of his charismatic persona he’d built over the years. And he had been so strange this week, but especially strange during the time they’d spent on the road. Every time Y/n had thought she’d figured something out with him, he’d surprise her.
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HI YES IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT EVEN THOUGH TROLLHUNTERS HAS WON SIX EMMYS IT IS STILL DISREGARDED AND HAS THE SMALLEST FANDOM OF ALL TIME
I’m stick to god of the fact that this series doesn’t get enough attention on this hellsite so I’m TAKING ACTION.
Go read Stalking Jack the Ripper by @kerrimaniscalco right now!!
*Artwork is by @phantomrin
Aww, thank you so much @daydream-believin!!
"Come on, we need to decorate." This is from a one shot I'm working on and Douxie says it.
once again thanks for tagging me!! And I'm gonna tag @miss-melinna
Writing Ask Game
Tagged by @mdelpin (this was awhile ago, I’m sorry i took so long to respond!)
Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote from any current WIP. Tag the number of people equivalent to the word count.
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Natsu squeaked, “- Yes ma’am!”
Tagging: @doginshoe @petri808 @phoneboxfairy @celestialtitania
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you @alovesongshewrote @daydream-believin and @wazzuppy!!!!!!!! Right back at ya!
and I'm tagging a bunch of people who already got tagged because it never hurts to see a kind message @blixeon, @miss-melinna, to everyone who tagged me, and @ anyone who needs to see this message! Once again thank you for tagging me and I hope all y'all have a wonderful day/night!!
whoever you are listen up. you deserve the world. you are amazing and talented, and no matter what anyone says you are amazing and beautiful (or handsome if you prefer that) and just the best. ok? so just let that settle. make some room in your calendar for a “me” day because you deserve it. got it?
Loose Ends
Zuko x Reader Modern!SMAU
Prev / Part 17 / Next
When Y/N came back to Ba Sing Se after being away for a year, she realized that there were a lot of loose ends she needed to tie up. Her friends, her studies and most importantly, her ex-boyfriend.
Taglist (still open) If I missed anybody then please send me a message in my inbox because I can’t guarantee that I will see your comments:
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@firedancer016
@punicorn999
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@emogril
@feels-like-loneliness
@revemixer
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@nnon-it-up
@fiantomartell
@dailytrashypanda
@simonsbluee
If you’re taking requests could you draw Obi-wan getting a hug? Or multiple? That man desperately needs hugs!
Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.
The Never-Ending Roadtrip (St. Louis)
summary: (pt 1) Reader joins Douxie in the quest for Nari’s safety. He’ll need company won’t he? - part 4) Doux and Reader get out of Missouri finally but not before one last stop
warnings: swearing
word count: 6205
a/n: im getting a smidge impatient on my planned mutual pining slow burn as you can see. mmm i want a piece of st louis butter cake. @blixeon gets credit for putting the douxie trying to keep y/n away from moppet!douxie idea in my head. its not a big plot point here but idk felt i should still mention it
Douxie stared up at the ceiling with dry, unblinking eyes. There were many interesting cracks in the ceiling, barely illuminated by the light streaming in from the bathroom door. He was wide awake, despite not being able to convince himself to move. He was never a morning person, but once he remembered where he was, it was like someone had poured a bucket of ice water on him. Y/n was no longer clinging to him when he woke up, albeit, she was not even in the bed at all when he woke up. That had gave him a fright before he realized he could hear the shower running. Somehow, this was worse than if she’d still been there when he woke up. This meant she woke, untangled herself from him, and was probably going to pretend like it didn’t happen, since she couldn’t possibly know he stayed awake long enough to know about it. Which, while waking up in her arms would have been a little awkward, at least he would have gotten a conversation out of it. An acknowledgement. Something.
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Turkey Day
summary: reader gets out of thanksgiving
warnings: none
word count: 452
a/n: heres a tiny fix-it fic for my fucking life. written while hiding from family members, bon appetit
Douxie was re-shelving some books that a customer brought downstairs and then didn’t buy. He could hear you pick up the phone and start a conversation down at the counter.
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This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.
Reblog art guys. Seriously.
Another Great Chapter!
Loose Ends
Zuko x Reader Modern!SMAU
Prev / Part 15 / Next
When Y/N came back to Ba Sing Se after being away for a year, she realized that there were a lot of loose ends she needed to tie up. Her friends, her studies and most importantly, her ex-boyfriend.
Taglist (still open) If I missed anybody then please send me a message in my inbox because I can’t guarantee that I will see your comments:
@thefandomimagines
@theblueslytherin
@theworldisamess
@speakyourselfloveyourself
@20coldhearts
@firedancer016
@punicorn999
@aseriousfckingmess
@emogril
@feels-like-loneliness
@revemixer
@calumsfringe
@stars-trash-18
@calumsfringe
@sara5208
@bison-whistle
@blonddnamedhandz
@grapesauze
@thirstyforsometea
@fanficflaneuse
@khaleesi-of-assassins
@buckywiththagoodhair
@gokm1023
@justhavefunwithit
@thesstuff
@earth-architect
@musicconversedance
@korina-dujmovic
@darthsokaaa
@blondie0458
@secretsandwriting
@williebyers
@tiffy119
@iamthecabbage
@marvel-ing-at-it-all
@just-my-weirdness-and-i
@alyssagracepotter
@harmlessoffering
@charlenasaxen
@generousmentalitybluebird
@strawberiicreme
@nnon-it-up
@fiantomartell
@dailytrashypanda
@maccabee-boy-em
^ yes, this is not okay and I really hope that everything works out for him and his family!!
So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress. my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know. so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth. he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.” I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him. he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me. and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot. he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room. he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no. held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male. whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/. I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop. my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all. she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run. he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on. my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us. we called the police today, but they cant find him. we dont have money for a lawyer, all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support. I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around, this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well. If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.
^yes!!
Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
reblog with your sign + if you’re a denim jacket, a leather jacket or a bomber jacket person it for science
reminiscence. (? x f!reader) pt9
hello and welcome back! thank you for ur patience! this is another over 5000 words one, so pls enjoy! feedback and sharing is loved and appreciated but not necessary!!
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pt10
“Have you talked to him at all since…?” Asami asked.
“Since I completely embarrassed myself at dinner the other night? No, I haven’t.” She situated herself in bed and turned over to look at her friends. “Do you think I should? I mean, it is odd that he just kissed me out of nowhere, right?”
“Mako’s not one to hold back when it comes to his feelings,” Korra said, and she and Asami exchanged a knowing smile.
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beneath the moon. (sokka x reader) pt15
OH WOW okay so because i felt so bad about not updating this for…two weeks? this chapter is extra long. i’m talkin over 5,000 words long. it is also my apology for not updating in so long teehee!!!
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“Friends get excited to see each other,” He said with a shrug of his shoulders.
“I don’t know about you, Aang, but my friends don’t normally kiss me on the cheek when they see me.” Aang laughed as he steered Appa, but Sokka’s expression was less than exuberant. (Y/N) knocked her shoulder against his. “I’m just teasing,” She said lowly, so only Sokka would hear. “I think you guys-“
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Another beautiful chapter
The Never-Ending Roadtrip (3)
Summary: Reader has joined Douxie on the quest for Nari’s safety. He’ll need company won’t he? part 3- campfire songspell
Warnings: swearing, whole fish-eating, mention of blood, i’ve stopped proofreading shit
Word Count: 3678
a/n: don’t worry there’s no more haunted stuff after this. or missouri. Y/n doesn’t smoke she just feels the need to have a way to set fire to things on her person at all times. a pyromaniac, if you will. also they have been roommates this entire time i just forgot to mention it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Archie was not happy. He couldn’t believe that Douxie would just ditch him like this. It wasn’t like him. Watch the boat, Archie. We’ll be right back, Archie. That was seven hours ago. A rainstorm had come and gone even. He thought for sure that at least Y/n or Nari would have reminded the other two about his situation. But, no, here he was, soaked to the bone and still alone. In Missouri. In misery. As mad as he was though, he was equal parts worried. It wasn’t like Douxie to just forget about him. Something was wrong.
When he finally caught sight of the rest of the party returning to the ship, Arch breathed a sigh of relief. And then got ready to breath fire. Which he quickly put out, after seeing the looks on the kids’ faces once they got close enough. So something was wrong. They looked as if they’d seen a ghost.
“Are you three alright? What happened?”
“Nothing we didn’t survive. Look, we got the tent.” Douxie held up the box to show Archie. He just flicked his tail in response. “It’s already dark, so we’ll tell you all about it while we set up camp. Alright, Arch?”
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Yay!!!👏👏this is so good!!!
"should I just assume you’re trying to give your past self head trauma?" Is a great line!! I love!
Almost A Thousand Years - Battle Royal | Hisirdoux Casperan
Plot: You’ve known Hisirdoux Casperan for almost a thousand years. You’ve hated him for almost a thousand years. And for almost a thousand years, you’ve been cursed to feel each others pain. But somewhere in that time, things changed. [Hisirdoux Casperan x Mostly Gender Neutral but Probably Female Presenting Based on How Historical Men Treat Them!Reader]
Word Count: 2,975
Warnings: (Y/N) is traumatized, but you knew that already
A/N: IT’S B A C K, SHE’S HOME
Taglist: @furblrwurblr @rainningdoom @fluffydmonkey @blondie0458 @sitherin-mxschief @jinxedleo @lawlesshedgehog @einahpetsyarcip @dolphincommander @sorrels-scribbling @anxious-stitcher @alive-and-afraid @animedweeb333 @douxiesdamsel @saroski05 @justarandomhoman
You were very pleased to finally get a nap.
It took a few minutes of answering questions, and by the end of it you’d basically told Claire and Steve every secret you’d ever had, but it was worth it. You’d answer all of their questions and a million more if it meant you got to take another nap in the corner of Douxie’s room.
Waking up to general panic, however, was not as good.
“Morgana’s alive and coming for us!”
You sat up just in time to see Morgana’s hand reach through a shadow portal, only for Claire to shut the thing before any real damage could be done.
“Well… that’s not good,”
“Douxie, what do we do?”
Your wizard turned to face you, then Claire, then the empty space where the portal had been.
“Merlin?”
You nodded, “Yeah, Merlin,”
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