I Just Need Some Luck, Don’t Mind Me

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I play saxophone and their name is baby

musicians of tumbr reblog with your instrment and its name

ill go first, i play violin and her name is sardine

well, it’s thursday

thursday needs a meme, here’s my attempt to contribute. it’s thursday and i’m here to help. thanks

Still Love Me?

Pairing: Gavin Reed x FTM Trans Reader

this was a request- i forgot there name already im so sorry- it was something about lance- ill put it in the notes later-

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I Sat alone, in the living room. I had been thinking for weeks, i had gotten surgery a week ago. I hadnt gotten top surgery yet, maybe a could hide it until i got top surgerery. Yeah ill hide it tl then. i didnt know how gavin would react, i didnt even tell him was getting surgery. he just thought i was playing hard to get. i let him think that. i was too nervous.

I was too scared to tell him, i couldnt risk anything yet. i plopped down onto the couch, face first. sighing.

The door knob began to jiggle as i heard someone unlocking it, most likley gavin, i began to panic, i did not have pants on, in an attempt to be comfortable. i ran to the bedroom, quickly getting some skinny jeans on. cursing at myself.

"Hey Darling, guess whos home?"

"oh! hey gavin honey!

"you sound on edge? whats wrong?"

"nothing, honey"

i wanted to cry, break down and sob into his shoulder and talk about how nervous and scared i was. but i couldnt. i couldnt bring myself to it. i had no courage. Im so scared. I had to hold myself back from breaking down. walking down back into the living room. he was in the kitchen so i just waited in the living room, maybe i should tell him. stop being a coward.

but he walked out from the kitchen, sippng his coffee. and all that confidence disappeared.

I couldnt do it, he'd hate me. i dont even know how he'd react but i know itd be bad. so i kept quiet some more. i couldnt, just couldnt, the way he looked at me, a soft smirk on his face or a sincere smile. i was afraid to lose him. i was afraid to lose that special relatonship, being known as the person who could make him sincerely smile and no one else can.

"wanna coffee?"

"gavin, you know im attempting to diet right?"

"oh whats a little coffee gonna be?"

"alot of health problems"

"not really darling"

"yes really, hon"

He snickered, god i loved him. yet im too much of a coward to even tell him something that could affect our relationship. He went to sit next to me. Smiling at me. and i broke. i began to cry, cuddling up to him, he wrapped his arms around me. rubbing circles in my back. he may be an asshole sometimes. but hes caring, really.

"Whats wrong, darling?"

"Im so sorry, im so sorry, im so so sorry gavin"

"what are you sorry about?"

"Im sorry i shouldve told you when i first did it, im trans, gavin, i got surgery last week."

"oh, darling..why didnt you tell me sooner?"

"..i thought you would hate me.."

"i could never hate you, sure i may be an asshole sometimes, but i could never hate you."

"i love you, gavin.."

"I love you too, Y/N"

and with that, we passed over the subject quite quickly. getting over it. after like, 20 minutes. we cuddled up into a blanket and watched cheesy cop movies from 7-10 years ago. all night. fluffy blankets huddled around us and coffee on the side table along with rings from not having coasters, we cuddled until we fell asleep.

inbox is still open, i forgot it existed, cause im a stupid, aND I WRITE SANDER SIDES NOW

my favorite is deceit if anyone cared.

because i love snakes and characters that half the fandom finds more evil then stepping on a lego and then the other half is like "aw yiss look at my baby boi"

ive known sander sides for like, ever

but when naming what i write it slipped from my mind

it gets its own post now.

good for it.

again, i write anything, and im experiencing writers block a bit, so im trying to do some warm-up stories and see if that spikes my creativity to gET OUT OF ITS HECKING ROOM- before i do this one story that literally had such a specifient prompt and i feel like it i get anything wrong i will burn in hell for it, and also i have no insporation for it

welcome to me trying to write crossovers.

all characters welcome, yes. including Emile and Remy

and all ships

i cant choose a f a v o r i t e- there all so g o o d-

X READERS TOO-

"do not fear the dead harry fear the living and those who live without love"

-Dumbledore "from whatever harry potter movie its from

i literally thought this was a drawing at first-

New cosplay: the snek boi!

I hope that you like it!

Soft Cuddles And Bold Sunlight. (not a request, no warnings)

Pairing: Simon x Markus

The sunlight beat through the windows of simon's apartment. After the revolution the group still tended to meet up, sometimes at jericho because north and a ton of other androids stayed there. Sometimes at the apartments. The Smell of candles wafted through the small apartment. Though, Simon never lit any, so he laid in bed confused. he lit some yesterday, and god he was hoping he didnt leave them. they wouldve burnt down his whole apartment. All of the gang besides north knew where his spare house key was hidden outside the apartment, who couldve been in his apartment at nine in the morning? Of course, androids didnt sleep, but they still rested their systems from time to time. Most just sat on couches or chairs to rest their systems, But simon liked the comfort his bed gave him.

Meanwhile, Markus was humming in the kitchen, waiting for simon to walk out, he usually left his room at about 9:30. Big Bang Theory played on the T.V, it was an old show, Simon had it on DVD cause he saw it at a retro store well visiting josh in canada. Josh had moved there to teach a school, he enjoyed it. Simon fiinally left his room, wiping his eyes to make sure he didnt get anything in them, he turned on the fan and dust flew everywhere, causing his circuits to mess up a bit. causing him to 'sneeze'. Simon only noticed markus a few seconds after, walking up to him. "Markus, what are you doing here so early?" rung out. Markus had hs eyes closed humming, and shocked a bit when Simons voice rung out in the apartment. His Apartment defintley had an echo.

"i decided to stop by, should i not have?" Markus' voice was laced with concern. Usually simon didnt greet him so shocked sounding, he showed up early all the time. Well, usually 20 minutes after, but he didnt feel like waiting today. Simon's look changed quickly, to a slightly shocked expression. "Ah, no of course not, i didnt expect you to be here so early. you usually show up at like, ten, thats all!". he nervously smiled, softly. Fiddling with his hands. he was known to be a bit shy. His Thirium pump sped up whenever he was around markus. His cheeks tinting blue. they had a conversation or two. Simon went to walk past markus, their hands touching as he walked past, Simon suddenly coming to a stop as Markus grabbed his hands.

Both their hands began to cascade into white and blue as the artifical skin faded back. All the things Simon always wanted to say to him, flooded through markus's thoughts. Simon face flushed blue. Markus's face only slightly tinted, hes a natrual leader. Pulling simon over by his hand, their lips meeting. It felt amazing for both of them. To their dismay, they had to pull away eventually. Simon laying his head on markus's chest. Blush tinted his artificial skin. They snuggled in the kitchen for quite some time. "I love you, Simon." rung from Markus's mouth. Simon, muffled, responded. "I love you too..markus."

when i mean my inbox is open im pretty sure its just submissions, my asks arent woorking, sorry, you can message me aswell for fanfic

i hate posting shit on my other account on accident

when you wanna write Supernatural fic but know you have another request to do and are afraid your gonna dissapoint the entire fandom

“Well.”

“Fuck-”