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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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Absolutely adorable!

Flustered (JATP Reggie x reader)

✌🏻Masterlist Taglist, Requests, and Works in progress!

Request: (wattpad @after_dark6) the reader and reggie are just hanging out and  then the reader wants to cuddle with reggie so they cuddle and reggie being sleepy and coocky tells the reader “u look really hot u know? ’ and kisses the reader’s neck, and the reader gets shy and flustered , blushes . reggie sees the reader blushing and tease her , the reader gets brave and kisses reggie all of a sudden then reggie is the one to get flustered.

Prompt/summary: Reggie tries to get the reader flustered

Word count: 444

Authors note: This is probably super short whoops. I’m getting a little burnt out so I might take a break fro requests to do originals (This could be in 1995 or 2020 you decide I guess lol)

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Band practice had lasted longer than normal that day. Reggie and I had already planned on hanging out after band practice and I really did not want to change that, no matter how tired I was.

“Can you stay the night?” I said.

He clicked the lock on his bass case and looked over at me, “Are your parents home?”

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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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Please reblog this if fanfiction has been beneficial to your mental health.

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

^ 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.

This is so amazing!!!!

Ok so I made Jatp poem

Don’t repost unless you give me credit

I’m nervous be nice

And here we go

Seventeen Years Old

Soft floppy brown hair. Sleeveless tees. Large sunny smile. Passionate words. Scribbled lyrics in the margins of his beat-up notebook.

Seventeen years old, grabbing his guitar and biking away from home.

Crooked teeth. Flannel button-ups tied around his waist. Punny jokes. Hands that have covered his ears, as well as strummed his guitar.

Seventeen years old and pointedly ignoring the screaming downstairs.

Anxious pacing. Sarcastic quips. Thick blond hair. Wide open-mouthed smile. Tapping out beats on the table.

Seventeen years old and wishing he hadn’t told his parents his secret.

Warm hugs. Crying that turns to laughter. Yelling out lyrics and jumping to the beat. Comfort when they need it most.

Seventeen years old and becoming a family when their own could not suffice.

Excitement, passion, and sound filling the room. Knowing their life is about to change forever. One last shitty meal before stardom.

Seventeen years old and dead before they could make a difference.

Ohhh! This is sooooo good!!

reminiscence. (? x f!reader) pt7

hello again!! i hope ur having a good day!

pt1

pt6

“A few months ago, we had to fight some evil spirits from taking over the world.”

“Asami’s talking about it lightly,” Bolin said as he dabbed food away from his mouth with a napkin. “We almost died! There were big spirit monsters, and little spirit monsters, and Korra was all, “I’m the Avatar!” and then she was all, “I’m not the Avatar!” But then she turned into a giant and defeated the big spirit monster that I like to call, Unavaatu.” (Y/N) nodded along as Bolin explained.

“Spirit World dangerous,” She said once he had finished. “Got it.”

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