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asians: pls care about racism against us

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This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

This is soooooo good!!!! I loved all of it!

The Other Side of Hollywood

Part Three

Word Count: 4.5K+

Author’s Note: Ok, so, just a heads up! I was going to write a scene in this chapter using Perfect Harmony for Luke and Y/N but I just couldn’t, it’s Juke’s song. So, instead popped in a lil bit of Hallelujah, the Jeff Buckley one though. He sings it better. In case anyone has not been properly educated, listen to it here.

Again, let me know if you want on the tag list, this might be my favourite part of the story… So thank you for reading my nonsense.

Warning: Nada.

Part One here, Part Two here, and my masterlist here…. If you wanna catch up or find out more.

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Whatever that boy did or said, remember this: love is weakness, and I don’t tolerate the weak.

The words floated around Y/N’s head all morning, and forced her to do anything, anything at all, to forget about Luke. She went about her daily tasks as usual after recovering from Caleb’s outburst: she made sure to clean up the rest of the glass and finish polishing tumblers for that evening, she buffed tables and prepared candle holders, she vacuumed and polished and dusted whatever she could reach.

She had to make up for her indiscretion, after all.

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This is so cute, I love the relaxed vibe it gives off!

Tisket, Tasket

Summary: miss lake!reader prepares for a picnic date, gives sisterly advice, and rambles a bit

Warnings: swearing, meat-eating, mentioning of an outdated belief about women, my opinion on sparkling water that no one asked for

Word Count: 1124

A/N: okay so Douxie himself actually isn’t in this but he is mentioned quite a bit? idk. Claire is babey and she deserves more credit for balancing homework for AP classes, trollhunting, and being an unpaid live-in nanny. poor girl :(

Here’s a quick doodle of the basket i did with my finger when i realized that i definitely wasn’t going to be able to find a nice picture that would even come close to the description of a basket i made up lol

(Name) opened the oven. A cloud of heat immediately hit her face. She stumbled back a bit as if she had never opened an oven before and was not expecting this outcome. The old oven mitt covering her dominant hand was old, handmade by her grandmother and covered in decades’ worth of stains. She pulled the muffin tin of porkpies out, placing it on the stovetop. The pastries smelled absolutely heavenly.

“-And of course I feel guilty about it. But I just,” Claire empathically gestured her hands, “I can not believe that she would say something like that! To my face!” she huffed.

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This is so cute, I love the end!

Fright Night - Reggie x Reader

if it’s all right, I’d like to request some fun and wholesome reggie x reader stuff maybe like Halloween themed like they play some scary video games or watch scary movies w each other

1. It’s almost always alright, anon, so thank you for your request ;)

2. This was so fun to write!

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This is amazing! You wrote the emotions soooo well!! I'm so excited to read the next one, please keep me in the taglist.

Heart Like Yours - Part. I

Show: JaTP

Pairing: ghost!Luke Patterson x Molinaxreader; Julie Molina x cousin!reader

Summary: After playing the Orpheum and being saved by Julie from Caleb’s curse, Luke looks for Y/n, determined to tell her how he feels, but he wasn’t expecting to find her in a hospital bed, fighting for her life.

Words: 3,7k

Warnings: mentions of car accident; drunk driving (please, never drive while intoxicated); blood

Author’s notes: Y/n is Julie’s cousin, on her father’s side. She can see the boys, like Julie, but due to unfortunate events, Y/n doesn’t know she can now touch the boys as well. Also, I used the song Heart Like Yours from the If I Stay movie. This imagine is also inspired from the movie. Also, I may or may not have planned a second part for this imagine.

Los Angeles, 2020

The day after playing the Orpheum was anything but what Luke expected. He wanted to celebrate with Julie, Alex and Reggie, but most importantly, he wanted Y/n to be here. Except she wasn’t, and he had been looking for her all morning until Julie eventually came to the studio with the bad news.

Y/n had gotten in an accident on her way back home from the Orpheum after Julie and the Phantoms’ performance. Her car had been hit by a drunk driver speeding down the opposite lane, his vehicle diverting onto Y/n’s lane before the collision. It had sent Y/n flying in the driver’s seat, hitting her head badly against the dashboard whilst the windshield shattered when her car rolled over on the hood, sending shards of glass everywhere.

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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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This is such a great finale. The whole series was so well written and you did such a great job wrapping it up. The whole backstory was great and heart wrenching. This was so good!

The Other Side of Hollywood

Part Eight: The Finale

Word Count: 8.6K+

Author’s Note: thank you for reading my nonsense. Tuly, thank you.

Warning: the usual.

If this is the first post you’ve seen, links to the rest of the story (+ masterlist and moodboard) are as follows:

- One - Two - Three - Four - Five - Six - Seven - Masterlist - Moodboard -

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Los Angeles, California. 1995.

“Good morning City of Angels, this is Josh Fern at 106.7, bringing you your daily dose of pop tunes and the week’s biggest hits! We’ve got your sunshine while the clouds stay over our hometown, though they should be gone by the weekend. The time is 6.31, and this is our fan favourite of this week, Waterfalls by-”

The voice was cut out with a bang, a hand coming from under a mess of pillows and comforter to shut off the radio alarm clock. The nails were short, partially bitten away and partially trimmed, the fingers tips calloused and the black nail polish on them chipped away. The arm that followed had a collection of bracelets and wrist bands around it, a catalogue of the last year of events and gifts from friends. It disappeared back amongst the fluffy warm of the grey sheets, its owner hoping for another half hour of sleep.

A loud clatter sounded from just beyond the door, and the bed’s inhabitant sat right up, jumping out of bed, and slipping on a pair of fuzzy blue slippers before running to their door.

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Ah, how is your writing this good??? I'm so engaged and I can't wait for the next!!

Whumptober Day 19: Broken Hearts | Reader

Plot:  Part 3!!  Torture!!

Word Count: 3,158

Warnings:  Torture, threats, demons, possession, the demon is a mega asshole still

A/N:  Whump

Tag List:  @furblrwurblr​ @einahpetsyarcip​ @sorrels-scribbling​ @anxious-stitcher​ @alive-and-afraid​ @animedweeb333​ @douxiesdamsel​ @saroski05

Nari was not having a good time right now.  Her guardians, her protectors were dealing with some massive evil presence, and there wasn’t much she could do other than look for help with Archie.

Archie was also not having fun.  He was supposed to protect Douxie, to look out for him and make sure he was safe.  But now?  Now Douxie was anything but safe.  It was a new kind of horror, the cat-dragon decided, to watch his oldest friend get tortured in his sleep; to watch his skin tear on its own and the blood stain the sheets.  And then he had to leave him.  He had to leave his wizard, his boy, who he had watched over for almost a thousand years, to an uncertain fate.  He trusted you, of course, but this thing, this darkness that haunted you was a force to be reckoned with.  He didn’t want either of you to be hurt more than you already had been.

The two of them ran for a while until they found a payphone, which is literally the luckiest anyone ever gets in this story because those things are almost extinct, and called for help.  After that, all they could do was wait.

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Day 27: Hhhhhhhhhhh, weather | Reader Headcanons

THIS IS THE SECOND TIME IM TRYING TO UPLOAD THIS F U C K

@furblrwurblr​ @einahpetsyarcip​ @sorrels-scribbling​ @anxious-stitcher​ @alive-and-afraid​ @animedweeb333​ @douxiesdamsel​ @saroski05

THERE’S FLUFF AND SNOW, ENJOY PLS

K, so im canadian, right?

So i know me some snow

And while this is a whumptober prompt

Y’ALL GETTIN SOME FLUFF, K??

K

SO

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