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I Am Spider-Man ;; Peter Parker Soulmate AU

request: but I think you could do a really cool soulmate AU with Peter,,,,but like, with a twist??

A/N: i loooooooove soulmate AU’s so tysfm for requesting this i’m crying on the floor. PS ending may or may not be shitty

summary: peter and his best friend find out they’re soulmate

warnings: mild language and slight angst

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“I hate it.”

My tattoo that is. The lady totally did this on purpose, she decided to write a random sentence on my torso’s side instead of the one that had been delivered. She’d probably had enough of my nervous jabbering, but what can she expect? This is 1) my very first tattoo and 2) the words my soulmate will say me. From time to time I’m caught up in disbelief that my soulmate will be saying these words to me. If I ever meet my soulmate, whoever they are, and they say the words inked on my body, I will run in the opposite direction and never look back. My soulmate has to be a major lunatic, and I won’t put up with it.

“Well what does it say?” Ned asks, closing the thick textbook he was reading and focusing his attention on me now.

I scoff and shake my head, placing my hand over the spot it was tattooed on, “Not telling, why would I? That’s how failed marriages occur, ya know?”

Ned laughs, and I smile sheepishly, slowly removing my hand and resting it with my other one on the picnic table. MJ sits next to Ned, reading one of her many one thousand page books, seeming uninterested in the topic of soulmates. I was growing bored as well with the talk of my tattoo, I had gotten so many questions yesterday about it.

Everyone did on their 16th birthday, kind of like the new version of getting your drivers liscence: getting your soulmates words. Of course I got my liscnece first I mean I was dreading going to the tattoo parlor. At least I got to pick out the font it came in. I chose Times New Roman being the essayist I am.

“So, your tattoo?” Peter takes a seat next to me, out of breath from running across campus to meet up with our little group after school. I hear Michelle groan, stating that she wouldn’t be back until a month before getting up to trudge away.

Once she’s out of earshot, I shrug, “Um, yeah.”

Peter turns excitedly, straddling the picnic bench with one leg on either side of the seat, “Come on, how’d it go? I know you won’t tell me what it says, but how was it?”

“Peter,” I chuckle, rolling my eyes and nudging his shoulder softly with my hand, “you know how it goes, you’ve already gotten yours.”

He nods, but pulls me back into the conversation, “Who tatted you? Was his name Jonathan, I got a Jonathan last year.”

I shake my head, grabbing my apple core and walking over to the nearest trash can, Peter follows, “No, her name was Felicity or something. I dunno.”

“Hm, okay.”

“But seriously, Peter,” I toss the apple core away and turn to him, a stern look on my face, “it is the worse ever. Whoever my soulmate is, I am doomed.”

“What do you mean?” Peter let’s out a breathy laugh, following me as I walk back to Ned.

“They’re gonna say the stupidest thing to me, and like, ugh!” I sit down resting my head in my hands, mumbling through my fingertips, “Are there any redo’s?”

“I’m afraid not.” Ned chuckles, his shoulders falling up in down as he laughs.

I pucker my lips to the side and sigh through my nose. Peter placed his hand on my shoulder and I lean into his touch, so soft and warm. Lately we had both been getting closer, in terms of friendship and proximity both. Talking more about normal teenage things like crushes and video games and having less jabber about how to solve number five for homework. Peters hand is removed from my shoulder quickly though as a soft “uh oh” leaves his lips.

“What?” I frown, looking up at him.

“Hope this isn’t your soulmate because the guy headed in our direction always makes sure to say something stupid.” Ned mumbles under his breath, opening his textbook to a random page and pretending to read it.

A finger pokes my shoulder harshly like a child touching a dog for the first time with their jabby little fingers. Slowly, I turn to be greeted by the worst human in mankind I have met so far. Peach fuzz, polo shirt, cocked up eyebrow and all, I come face to face with Flash Tompson.

“Hey, Y/N.” Flash smirks, his voice sounding as if he had spent weeks on trying to make it sound as suave as possible.

“Go away, Flash.” I grumble, my eyes half lidded hoping to make me look as unamused as possible so he can get the message without me having to pronunciate it.

“How was your birthday?” he asks, obviously ignoring the message, “No big party?”

“I didn’t want a big party.” I bluntly state, shrugging my shoulders, “Don’t like them, I don’t really like people with big egos either.”

“Oh, I hate that.” Flash sits next to me, causing me scoot closer to Peter which lead me to be stuck in between a rival sandwich.

Peter scoffs, nodding his head and placing his hand in between my shoulder blades and resting it there comfortably. Flash frowns at the two of us, but continues the conversation none-the-less.

“What about your tattoo? Does it say,” Flash pauses to clear is throat, “Your eyes are blue, like the ocean. And baby, I’m lost at sea.”

“Wow Flash,” I fake a gasp, placing a hand on my chest, “I don’t know how to break this to you, but, your not my soulmate and I don’t have blue eyes.”

Peter laughs and Flash squints his eyes, focussing on my own, “Are you sure? Because-“

“Flash,” Peter reaches behind me and sets his hand on Flash’s shoulder, “she has hazel eyes.”

“Leave me alone, Parker.” Flash mutters through gritted teeth, “Well does it say… You know, sweetie, my lips don’t just kiss themselves.”

“Flash stop,” I hold a hand up and shake my head, “you’re getting all of these wrong because I’ve already met my soulmate.”

“What? Who?” Peter and Flash say in unison, a frown set on each one of their features, I peek at Ned who sat across the table from me, trying to cover his grin.

“Yeah,” I nod, looking at Flash, “your dad. I’m so lucky, you know. Mr. Tompson? My soulmate. I’m the luckiest gal alive!”

Flash abruptly stands up and frowns at me, “Not funny, Y/N.”

I watch him storm off, snickering at his reaction, “See you later tonight! Your dad invited me to have dinner!”

Ned, Peter, and I all burst out laughing. We all knew how to push Flash’s buttons, but I was the only one brave enough to push them so often and then have Flash come crawling back. After all, he’s had a crush on me since freshman year, constantly talking to me about stuff I didn’t want to hear and asking me pointless question I didn’t have time to answer. After so long, I just to decided to put up with it and have some fun. I’m surprised he hasn’t caught on yet, we all are.

“Ok, I’ll see you guys later, and maybe see you Saturday at 9:30.” I point to Peter, picking up my books and backpack.

“What? Why?” Peter frowns, a small smile of curiosity finds its way onto his face as I give Ned a quick hug.

Walking over to hug Peter, I grin, “I have a date and let’s hope it goes decently.”

“We shall see.” Peter smiles up at me, his eyes bright and dreamy.

I could’ve swore I could have melted right then and there but, miraculously, I walked steadily over to my bike and pedaled home, only swerving a couple times when my mind drifted off to Peter again.

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I didn’t want to show up outside of Peter’s apartment at 9:30, I really didn’t. But, not everything goes my way and I know that, I’ve been told plenty of times from my mother. This had to have been the worst date I have ever been on though, and I knew that before I have to leave so I could get home before curfew, my eye makeup I had worked so hard on to impress my date would be smeared and runny.

Peter opens the door and I immediately pull him into a hug, my arms wrapped tightly around his waist as I pressed my forehead into his shoulder. I felt his arms wrap around my small frame, his hand rubbing up and down my spine in a way to soothe me.

“I’m sorry,” I sniffle into his t-shirt covered chest, “it was awful.”

“May!” Peter calls, walking us towards his room with me still between his arms, “Y/N and I will be in my room!”

A muffled “Peter Benjamin, I know you’re responsible but you’re also going through hormonal changes so please make good decisions!” responds and I can feel Peter get hotter as I chuckle lightly at May’s choice of words.

We make it to his room and he closes the door behind him before leading us to the bottom bunk of his bed. I kick of my sneakers and drop my purse next to them before laying down on the wrinkled bedsheets. Peter follows, wrapping his arms securely around me again, and pulling me into his chest. With my ear against his chest, I listen to his steady breaths as he inhales and exhales.

“So,” Peter sighs, smoothing our my hair, “wanna tell me what happened?”

“We went to the movies.” I mumble, playing with the fabric on his sleeve.

“Oh, we’re already off to a bad start.” Peter says, I can hear the smirk in his voice.

“And he tried to talk during the movie and, you know me, that’s my biggest pet peeve.”

“Horrible, just awful.” Peter pushes the hair off my shoulder and placed his hand on it, rubbing back and forth with his thumb.

“He doesn’t put butter on his popcorn!” I groan, snuggling closer to him.

“What?!” Peter gasps, craning his neck to look down at me.

I laugh a little, looking up at my best friend with the warm eyes. Nodding I reply, “Yeah! And guess who ends up paying for it?”

“No.” Peter frowns, puckering his lips in disgust.

“Yep,” I roll my eyes, twist the fabric of his shirt between my fingertips, “me. I pay for his popcorn that doesn’t even taste good.”

“Let me know his adress and trust me, I’ll swing down there and web him up.” Peter says casually, eyes widening at the words that just left his lips.

I lift my head up before getting into an upward position, “What?” I chuckle, a confused frown set on my face, “Web him up? Peter what are you-“

“I am Spider-Man.” Peters blurts, his face red with embarrassment.

Now it’s my turn for my eyes to grow wide. I scoot away from him, in total shock. My hand places itself over my tattoo, clutching the material of my shirt. My mouth hangs open and I stay frozen. Was this actually happening?

“Please say something, Y/N.” Peters eyebrows tilt upward, placing his hands on his knees, “Do something, do anything.”

My breaths are uneven and my palms are sweaty. Quickly, I raise from his bed trying to find my balance. He sits on the edge as I wobble on my feet, legs feeling like jelly. His face is full of worry, biting his lip out of nervousness. I fiddle with hem off my shirt before pulling it over my head.

“Y/N! What the fuck?” Peter slaps his hands over his eyes to the block the view of my chest only being covered by my bra.

“Peter!” I laugh, lifting the side of my bra up to expose the ink underneath it, “Peter Parker, open your eyes now!”

I grab the wrist of one of his hands and yank it away from his eyes. Slowly, he opens one, peeking at my body. My finger points at the tattoo. His other hand drops to his lap as his lips part, staring at the ink mesmerized. Lifting his hand, he traces the skin with his cold fingertips.

“Oh my God.” he laughs, a grin forming on his lips that reach forward and press a kiss to the skin saying I am Spider-Man. He stands up and lifts his own shirt, showing me his torso, “You probably don’t remember but, you said this to me a couple days after my 16th.”

I smile, looking at the words across the side of his rib cage. Scoffing, I shake my head and place my fingertips over my smile, “I didn’t actually say that, did I?”

“Yeah, you did. I’m pretty sure you were slap happy.” He smirks, patting the sentence reading What if he had spaghetti noodles instead of hair? He places his hands on my waist and pulls me near, “So, since we’re soulmates, I can do this, right?”

Slowly he leans in and presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms behind his neck, lifting my foot in the air. Hesitantly, and regretfully so, we pull away and stare at each other in awe.

A smile finds it’s way onto my lips before saying, “So, you’re Spider-Man and my soulmate?”

Am I studyblr enough yet

Unlike the others (IV)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: University AU babes. Tom is the most well-known fuckboy within the freshers (or freshman if you’re American) of your University. He is used to getting his own way with every girl but then he meets you. Whilst you hang out with the popular girls, you are unlike the others and Tom learns that he can’t always get his own way.

Part one- Part two- Part three- Part four

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: Swearing 

A/N: Here is part four! It is quite short (sorry) but I wanted I felt no more was needed than this. Now, this could be the final part, depending on whether or not you guys want more. I’ve ended it in a way where I could possibly continue so if you want it there will be a part five! Anyway, after the last part, I hope you enjoy this much happier chapter :) xx 

PS: As always, my tag list and requests are both open, just drop me an ask xx 


Today marked a month since Harrison’s birthday party. Since then, (Y/N) and Tom had become close friends- maybe even best friends. After the party, they had both been led to believe that there were no romantic feelings in their relationship and both of them had decided to try and repress their feelings in favour of friendship. Whilst Tom enjoyed having (Y/N) as a friend, he knew that he was attracted to her. When she left him, he felt incomplete. The pair did spend an awful lot of time together, so much so that it felt strange not to have the other person around. Some people in their social circle had accused them of dating more than once. Each time they were accused of this they both regretfully denied it even though they both wanted it to be true. Tom thought that he could get over, what he considered to be a crush but it turned out that this was more than a crush. (Y/N) was unlike all the other girls he had been with. With the other girls, Tom’s only goal was to sleep with them and then move on to someone else. But with (Y/N) he wanted to make her happy. He wanted to be there for her whenever she needed help. He wanted to make her feel good, in and out of bed. However, it seemed that (Y/N) did not want him. Despite Harrison telling him that the feeling was probably mutual, Tom had convinced himself that someone like you could never like someone like him. You weren’t someone he could use his popularity and flirty ways to get with. You were different and he had no idea how to even approach you romantically.


 

 “(Y/N) have you and Tom fucked yet?” Ivy asked you casually.

You choked on the mouthful of water you had just sipped. She sat across from you, smirking whilst the other girls sitting with you laughed. Naomi threw one of her grapes at Ivy in your defence.

“Ivy, that’s too inappropriate to say in public.” Naomi responded. “Especially when the public happens to be the common room. You never know who is listening in!”

“Thank you, Naomi! And Ivy I’ve already told you four times today- NO!” You exclaimed, narrowing your eyebrows at her.

“I’m only joking! Besides I’m sure I’m just asking what most people are thinking.” Ivy said.

“Well, I don’t understand why people would think that. Tom and I are just friends.” You lied once again.

Ivy raised her eyebrows but dropped the subject and began talking to the girl next to her. You wondered how many times you were going to have to repeat that lie. Well, in truth it wasn’t exactly a lie- you and Tom were just friends. But you wanted to be more than friends. Since Harrison’s birthday party, you and Tom had become very close friends. Today was one of the rare times you weren’t together. Your friendship with Tom was both good and bad. You got to see the boy you liked almost every day. Most people would find seeing their crush as a good thing. Which it was but it made your heart ache to know that Tom didn’t like you back. He hadn’t ever told you that but it was blindingly obvious to you. Firstly, he was fucking Tom Holland. The most popular boy in University liking you? No way. Even if he did he wouldn’t date you- that would be too embarrassing for him. You remembered at the party how that boy reacted when you were simply talking to him. It was just not meant to be.

“Hey (Y/N), want to come with me to get coffee?” Naomi asked you, dragging you out of your thoughts.

“Yes please!” You replied, eager to finally go out somewhere.

The two of you both got up, Naomi announcing that you would be back soon. Ivy and the others nodded and went back to their conversations. You followed Naomi out of the common room and towards the exit of the University. You were so thankful to have Naomi as your best friend.  Even though you hadn’t actually told her, she knew of you your feelings towards Tom. Also, the fact that she was Harrison’s girlfriend meant Harrison had told her that he thinks Tom liked (Y/N). The only reason Harrison and Naomi hadn’t told their best friends about their suspicions was because they thought it was best they come together on their own. That didn’t mean they couldn’t encourage them though.

“I know you probably don’t want to speak about it but you know that I know how you feel towards Tom (Y/N). Don’t try and deny it.” Naomi said as you walked along the street.

“It doesn’t matter how I feel Naomi, Tom doesn’t like me back.” You sighed.

“You don’t know that.” Naomi replied optimistically.

“But I do!” You retorted.

Naomi sighed as you entered the coffee shop. You sat down at a table in the corner with Naomi and noted the look of annoyance on her face.

“Sorry for snapping. But Tom has made it clear he doesn’t like me.” You said.

“How so?” Naomi asked, looking at the menu.

“Well, you know he’s the most popular guy in uni. And I’m just me. How could he like me?” You explained to Naomi.

“Just because Tom is popular doesn’t mean he doesn’t like you. Status means absolutely nothing if you’re in love.” Naomi said.

“Hold on I never said anything about being in love!” You exclaimed, blushing at the thought of Tom loving you.

“Okay, okay maybe you haven’t realised it yet but me and Harrison both think it.” Naomi teased.

“Wait you’ve told Harrison?! Wh- what if he tells Tom, Naomi?!” You stammered.

Naomi bit her lip, realising what she had just revealed. You looked at her with wide eyes, suddenly terrified that Tom knew of your infatuation.

“He won’t tell Tom. Because that’s your job, I’ve made it clear to him.” Naomi assured you.

“My job…? You’re telling me you want me to tell Tom that I love him?” You blurted out.

“So, you do love him?” Naomi asked.

You furrowed your eyebrows at her. She gave you a satisfied look as she had finally got you to say you love Tom. Naomi looked down at her phone as she got a text and her smile grew wider as she quickly responded to the text. You squinted her eyes at her, wondering what she was up to.

“What’s got you so happy?” You questioned her.

“Haz just texted saying him and Tom are coming here. I told him that we’re already here and that we’d happily let them join us.” She replied, smirking.

You were about to reply with a witty remark when the coffee shop door opened. Two very familiar faces looked around the small shop. You were not expecting Tom and Harrison to arrive so soon.

Harrison finally saw you and Naomi the corner and smiled and began to walk over. You chewed on your lip, Harrison and Tom quickly reaching your table. Naomi greeted them both, moving over so they could pull chairs in to join you. Tom smiled at you, but not with his usual charming smile. This smile seemed nervous. This smile was uneasy. This smile was scared.

“Hey (Y/N).” He said quietly.

“Hi, Tom.” You almost whispered in return.

You both sat in silence. For whatever reason, you couldn’t think of anything to say to him. It appeared Tom was in a similar situation as he looked at the menu in silence. You gave Naomi an anxious look but she only smiled in return.

“Hey Haz, let’s go order. (Y/N) you want your usual, right?” Naomi asked, getting up from her seat.

“I- um, I was thinking-” You tried to think of an excuse to go with Naomi but couldn’t finish.

“Yeah let’s leave these two. Tom, you just want a tea, right?” Harrison interrupted you.

“Well I was actually going to-” Tom began.

“Right let’s go, babe.” Harrison cut him off walking to the counter of the store, Naomi in behind him.

An awkward silence was left behind. Tom ran his hand through his hair signalling that he was nervous. You took a few deep breaths before taking the courage to speak.

“How are you?” You blurted out, causing Tom to suddenly look up at you.

“I- I’m good. What about you?” He replied.

“I’m fine.” You answered with a small smile.

Another silence followed after you spoke. Usually, you and Tom would talk about anything. But your mind was blank. You wondered why Tom wasn’t speaking either. What was bothering him? You looked up to the front of the shop where Naomi and Harrison were already looking at you. Harrison smirked at you and winked. You gave him a confused look in return, wondering why he was doing this. He nodded towards Tom and you turned back to the brunette, who was gazing at you intently. Realisation suddenly washed over you. Tom knew.

“(Y/N) I have to tell you something.”

You looked at Tom with a face of worry. No wonder he was acting like this. He was never going to speak to you again after this.

“We’ve been friends for just over a month and I consider you to be one of my close friends already. But recently something has been bugging me and I can’t hold it in anymore. Our relationship has changed and I know that you’ve noticed that it has changed as well.” Tom began.

“H-has it?” You mumbled.

“Yes. Now I don’t want to make things awkward between us so I understand if you don’t want to be friends after this.”

“I’m so sorry Tom.” You said, tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

“Wait what are you sorry for? I haven’t actually said what I was going to say yet.” Tom questioned you.

“You don’t have to. I know what this is about and it’s all my fault that our friendship is going to be ruined over my stupid little crush.” You sobbed unable to stop the tears.

“A stupid little crush?” Tom muttered.

“I just couldn’t help myself. I’m so sorry. I don’t even know why I let myself fall for you. You’d never like me.” You cried, unable to look up at him.

“But I do (Y/N).”

You looked up at Tom in utter shock. Did he really just say that? It couldn’t be possible. But then again, the ones closest to him told you that it could be possible. Maybe, just maybe, it was true.

“Are you- are you telling the truth?” You whispered.

“Yes! I fucking love you (Y/N)!” Tom exclaimed, his hand reaching up to wipe the tears off your cheek.

You couldn’t help but cry some more. But these were happy tears. You had spent an entire month wallowing in self-pity that you weren’t good enough for Tom. You were so certain that he would never look at you in the way you look at him. And now you were learning that he loved you. He fucking loved you.

Tom grinned at you, not his nervous grin he had on earlier or his smirk he usually wears. This was a smile of admiration. His eyes bored into yours with an intense look of love. Tom began to lean in towards you, his hand cupping your cheek. Your eyes fluttered shut automatically as if your body knew what was coming.

You felt Tom’s thin lips barely brush yours. He moved his hand to the back of your neck and pulled your head towards him, smashing his lips against yours in the process. Instantly a sweet taste exploded in your mouth. Tom’s chapped lips fit perfectly with your own soft lips. You found your hand reaching up to his cheek whilst his hand moved up from your neck into your hair, tugging slightly. Tom nibbled your bottom lip causing you to moan into his mouth. You felt him smirk against your lips before he parted from you for a second. You were about to open your eyes when Tom pressed his lips to yours again.

This time it was a shorter kiss. The first was one that was a long time coming and had to be done. But now Tom was kissing you just because he could. You didn’t mind. An electric like feeling travelled through your body when he kissed you. It felt so good that it felt as if nothing would separate you from him. You could get high off this feeling. Tom slowly pulled away, leaving you with swollen lips and a flushed face.

“Was that okay?” Tom asked tentatively.

“It was more than okay Thomas.” You answered, smiling with a newfound confidence.

“Thomas?” He said, his usual smirk reappearing on his lips. “No one calls me that, not even my mum.”
“I’m just showing my authority.” You teased.

“I could get very used to it.” Tom chuckled.

You were about to object when he pushed his lips against yours again. It was  only a quick kiss but somehow filled with more passion than the first two. You reached your hand up to the back of his head and pulled on his curls. Tom’s hands travelled down your body, pausing at your chest. You pulled away and raised your eyebrows at him.

“Not yet Tom.” You said, holding back your smile.

“But, soon right?” He replied hopefully causing you to laugh.

“I love you so much.” You beamed.

“I love you too.”


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Roll The Dice

Summary: 

“So what’s your plan?” Veronica asks, raising an eyebrow. “Fake date someone so you can learn how to be a good girlfriend for him?”

Betty looks at her in wonder. “Actually… actually that’s a great idea, V.”

or Betty is oblivious, Jughead pines, Veronica spills the tea, and Reggie finds his One True Bro™.


This is from a prompt I saw a looooong time ago on Tumblr. I even have a Malec fic based on it, but I decided to give it a go with Bughead. :)

As always, thanks to the bae @itstenafterfour for being the best beta and friend ever. Love you!

PS. One Tree Hill is my favorite show so Juggie/Reggie roasting it is just a joke, don’t hate me lmao. 

Also this is freaking 13,005 words so it might crash on you. In case of that, here’s the link to it over on AO3.      


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eddiespatronum  asked:

Heey, I'm new in all of this tumblr thingy but I've found your blog and I really love it! So I was wondering if maybe you could make a story about a girl that has been Bucky's best friend (besides Steve) since he got his memories back, and one night they get drunk at her place after a mission, but things get a little "out of control", so the days after that they have to decide what's going on with them and with their feelings?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Fandom: MCU
Warnings: THE SMUT IS BACK PEOPLE

A/N: first of all, let me welcome you to tumblr!!! I hope you enjoy this hell we all call home lol. also, I’m really glad you enjoy my writing and hope you like what I made out of your request. <333 (PS: I really hope no one ever decides to look at my google history because the search for gifs has taken me to some very smutty places hahaha)

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“So what do you say, boys? Drinks at my place?” you asked when you walked over to them on the jet.

The mission was a success and you were all on your way back home now. 

Celebrations were in order.

Bucky smiled and nodded. “Sounds good.”

“I’d love to, but I’m having a date tonight,” you literally beamed when the words came out of his mouth. He was your best friend, had been for ages and you just wanted him to be happy and find love again. He was slowly getting over Peggy. It had taken a long time, but he was getting there.

“Who’s the lucky girl?” you sat down next to him, still smiling like an idiot.

Bucky didn’t listen anymore, way to distracted by your smile. You didn’t seem to notice.

“You know her. But that’s all I’m going to say. I want to make sure it works out before I let you know who to kill when it goes wrong.”

You kissed his cheek. “You know me so well.”

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anonymous asked:

Senpai! I've been following you forever because of your awesome anime and seiyuu gifsets!!! And in so much joy when I discover that you read Omoi, Omoware, Furi, Furare manga and you ship Yuna x Rio as well <3 But I want to ask why you think Rio's friend might start liking Yuna?!

PS: I had this ask for a long time (when chapter 16 was out) but I decided to post this after seeing the chapter 18 raws to confirm if my assumption about Agatsuma was right!! Also spoilers ahead about chapter 18 (with my translation) at the end

Oh, thank you and I’m glad your enjoying my blog especially my anime and seiyuu gifsets ^^ And yes, I super duper ship Yuna x Rio so much <3 I just love how Yuna is doing her best for being there to Rio even though he likes Akari but now that’s over with already, I know that there will be something more between Yuna and Rio since it’s too good to be true for them to be sailing already.

That’s when Agatsuma comes in. Here’s the reason why I think Agatsuma might start liking Yuna also I’m basing it on how Sakisaka-sensei made the friendzoned characters from her past shoujo manga titles like Touma (Ao Haru Ride) and Andou (Strobe Edge).

First, his appearance in the manga obviously! If you reread Chapter 06, you can pretty see that Agatsuma and Shiba didn’t draw with their eyes yet when they were with Rio, until Yuna went to confront Rio and Agatsuma was beside him.

He didn’t do much since Shiba is the one creating a drama, but at that moment where Agatsuma appeared, I feel like his gonna do something more, which I was right because of Chapter 09!!

He noticed Yuna right away! Let’s be honest here, there’s no way that he could’ve noticed her by meeting her just once, but he did. Maybe Agatsuma got her attention on how she handled herself when the drama with Shiba started from Chapter 06 ^^

Because second, he and Yuna finally got to interact when they were at the goukon.

Okay, I have so many things to say about their interaction *O* The way Yuna reacted when she looks where Agatsuma surprised me. That’s also the reason why I think he’s more than just a minor character in the manga. I mean if Sakisaka-sensei only plans to make Agatsuma a character to be Rio’s friend, she should have drawn Yuna in one panel turning her head at the side, but obviously, we got more than that.

Also Agatsuma is sparkling when he introduced himself to Yuna. And then, I noticed that their interaction in every panel have sparkling effects since they’re talking about how she’s changing and he’s just there telling her that ‘It’s fine to get used to it’ and ‘It’s fine to not rush these things, right?’ 

So after their interaction in Chapter 09, we can definitely see that Agatsuma and Yuna got closer plus Shiba.

Also I just want to point this out from their sports marathon in chapter 12, but Agatsuma’s expression here made me curious? Somehow he’s wondering if Rio will go with Yuna to check up on Akari and then he starts to walk away when Rio said he wouldn’t go.

And now, this is all where all my assumption about Agatsuma liking Yuna is really happening. The moment when Rio talk to Shiba and Agatsuma about the dream he had.

We got Agatsuma with an answer about a bug theory (this is my own translation from this post because the English translation that I saw in some manga sites interpret it differently), where he’s trying to say that someone will try to make that dream not to happen. Which made me think that he’s foreshadowing himself that he’s the bug, because after that conversation, we got this.

If you read that part in a Japanese context, it actually shows that Agatsuma envies them (in a friendly way) since Shiba will be going with his girlfriend so he feels a bit left out and that’s why he wanted to go to the festival with Yuna and the others since they’re going as group of friends.

And again, I want to point this out! Sakisaka-sensei showed Agatsuma while Shiba totally got covered with the speech bubble in this panel. It’s like she wanted us to see Agatsuma’s reaction about what Kazu said since Rio lied to Yuna that he knew about the festival from Kazu.

That’s why Agatsuma asked Shiba for a confirmation if it would be okay for him to go with them at the festival cause maybe he feels like he’ll be in the way.

Then here comes chapter 18 where Agatsuma had more panels than he had in the past chapters!!

And now, let’s have a bit of Agatsuma trying to be in the way between Rio and Yuna, which I find it really cute though >w<

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“If you fight like a married couple, talk like best friends, flirt like lovers and protect each other like siblings, then you’re meant to be together.”


I had a strong urge to use pics where they failed to protect each other (damn you Kuroha!) for the last line, but decided against it. After all we need more happy KanoKido!

PS: Please, please, please just ignore my shitty editing skills. Someday I might improve this piece.

Gosh, getting used to NOT working with Photoshop is really hard… Krita works just fine for me but as someone who works with shortcuts a lot, it was a goddamn PAIN to finish this because I kept doing the wrong things OVER AND OVER, GAH! Also, I still haven’t figured out many many things… and I miss my fave PS brush. :(

Anyway, I am SO happy to finally introduce Mel, Charlie’s best (childhood) friend. I already uploaded her profile but I feel like making a separate upload for the art tag!

That hairdo is her current hair colour/length BUT that doesn’t really mean anything because Mel is highly likely to put on her favourite pink bob wig tomorrow anyway. She has a vast collection of wigs and also dyes her hair pretty often so if anyone ever decides to draw her… give her any hairdo you feel like! xD

romantichetalianthings  asked:

Zdravo, I recently found your blog and I gotta say, I LOVE IT!!! But I was wondering, could you do some Vampire! Romania x Fem! Reader headcannons? And some Werewolf! Bulgaria ones would be nice too~! PS Sorry for my horrible grammar, English isn't my native language. Still, please stay awesome my friend!

Thank you so much dear ^^ We try our very best! (that being two muns xD)
In that case, I wil try my best!


Vampire Romania x S/O Headcanons

1. To get that right of the bat. If the two decide it will be a long term relationship, Ilie/Andrei (I still cant decide on the name, to be onest) will at some point comment if she maybe wants to become a Vampire herself. He will give her all advantages and tell her the long list of disadvantages too so she can decide properly.

2. Alright, that may come unexpected. But his S/O will not be covered in bitemarks as you would usually guess. If she is not into it he will not want to hurt her, and he can get his blood and food from somewhere else. He actually finds it kinda offenssive when people just assume he will feed of the person he loves.
Lady is Friend, not Food.

3. He will take her on a lot of bat adventures. His girlfriend will need to spend some time running through the woods at night, having a giant swarm of bats flying around her and feeling like a Goth Disney Princess.

4. Also, if she gets cold when hugging him, because he is pretty cold since no blood is running through his veins and he doesnt produce body heat, he will get her thick blankets, and some warm beverage. He always has warm tea at hand. Of course the weeds for the tea are hand picked on the BATVENTURES!

5. Also, I hope his S/O likes castles. Because he actually likes that cliche, and living in a castle is pretty awesome actually.

6. Also, I really hope their S/O likes children too. Because there will be one room in the castle for one small bat that sometimes turns into a little, friendly and helpful boy.
Protect this boy. Protect this boy with your (if she becomes a vampire) immortal life.

7. Also, whatever that may include, get ready for some vampire pranks. You dont know what Vampire pranks are? Trust me, you dont want to know either.

8. He is hard working though. I mean look at that castle. That doesnt keep itself intact. Busy boy.

9. Rating? Good bat. Hug him in bat form btw he will love you and just hide in your sweater.


(I will need to spare Bulgaria for another time, I am sorry ^^° I hope you still enjoy the headcanons so far!)

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Draco Imagine 

Gifs are not mine. 

So I wrote this last year and totally forgot about it until now. 

PS: English is not my first language, so sorry if there’s some of grammar mistakes.            Hope y’all like it xx 

Summary: Y\N finds out her memory has been cleaned. When one of her best friends decide that she has to know the truth it might be too late..

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anonymous asked:

Precure has many seasons, each with a new story & cast unless a direct sequel is made of a specific season. To summarize, its all about cute magical girl stuff lol. Some seasons r pretty good. Ive seen a few. If u ever decide to give it a shot id reccomend suite precure. I think youd like the dynamic b/w the two main girls, Hibiki & Kanade. Childhood friends, push-pull relationship. Art style is also one of the best outta all seasons. Ps. Curious, how many magical girl animes have u seen b4?

I think I’ve only seen a few. Depends on what’s ‘officially’ considered a magical girl show I guess. I’ve seen Madoka Magica and Genei wo Kakeru Taiyou but I can’t really recall any others that might be magical girl shows off the top of my head. I don’t think Bodacious Space Pirates or Yumekui Merry or Rinne no Lagrange count do they?

So I have a Update

My good friend / wifey / pain in the ass @afrodiziacxxx updated my avi

This is my avi before

This is my avi after

Ps earlier that day @alyssamoneice decided to piss me off so I sent her into a courner for a time out


Thank you Aly for being the best you can be if anyone fucks with you I’ll break their own foot off and shove it so far up their @$$ God almighty won’t be able to take it out

😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇

I LOVE YOU ALYSSAAAAAA

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Today was my bf’s birthday, so my friends and I decided to give him the P5 Limited Edition as a present.

But hey, it comes out on February 2017!

Lucky me, I phoned my uncle who works at Atlus and he was so kind to give me a preview LE, yesssssss.

Here you can see it in all its glory!

…sorry, I’m not funny and now my bf is crying, but he loves Mafia Kajita so much.

Ps. The MC is his best friend cosplaying him, no a random guy…and he’s crying too.

Ps. (Again) thanks to the one who created the cover game, but I don’t know the original source, pls understand.

Ps. (STOP IT) My bf will get the true LE, don’t worry.

How was I baby? (Jacob Whitesides Smut)

Did this for the pure fact of the picture he tweeted (below) a while ago and because Jacob is the literal love of my life. okay enjoy and i hope you all have intense feels and wet panties bye
PS this is also dedicated to my best friend Nina

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After a long hard day on the stage, my babe just came back on the tour bus. I can’t believe how long it’s been since I’ve seen him. I decided, last minute of course, to come find him in Georgia and surprise him and hopefully get a chance to finally talk to him. Between touring with R5 and songwriting in Nashville when he is home, we’ve been drifting a little I guess, but that’ll definitely change tonight.

I heard the door open on the bus. I was sitting in the back where there’s a little day bed. (I made sure to wear my best lingerie just as a precaution). I heard his footsteps coming closer to the back of the bus and I couldn’t help my heartbeat going a mile a minute. And then right past the thin door that separated the back of the bus from the front, I saw his long slender fingers that I’m all too familiar with. The door opened slightly and I saw his head poke through, I smiled up at him as I slowly got up off the daybed.

Oh my gosh no you didn’t” Jacob said as he covered his mouth. He was drenched in sweat still from going so hard on stage, also because it’s the middle of July in Georgia.

Oh yes I did babe!” I said as I came closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he pulled me in as tight as possible and kissed my head a million times. I looked up at him and he kissed me on the lips, both forcefully and passionately. It was such a needy and hungry kiss, the kind that makes you want to make love but also rip all your clothes off.

He pulled away for just a second as he said, “God I want you so bad, I’ve missed you so much babydoll.” He walked us closer to the daybed and pushed me down lightly, he pulled off his shirt and threw it in the other corner of the room, too lazy to even care if anyone finds it. He reaches down to pull me up just enough to rip my cardigan off, only to be happy that he didn’t find another shirt underneath.

You planned something like this didn’t you, naughty baby” He said smirking down at me as he kissed me and pulled on my bottom lip.

Clothes flew everywhere and neither one of us cared if someone walked in, this was our time.

Jacob’s fingers trailed all over my skin in such a needy and heated passion filled manner. He moved his fingers and traced over my breasts and trailed them lower to my heat and, as painfully slow as he could, just barely grazes my sensitive clit. He looks up at me, relishing in this moment, knowing that every single flick and touch he does, is one second closer from sending me over the edge.

I was moaning to no end, his expert fingers knew exactly what to do. He pushed his fingers inside me, curling them up and knowing exactly what to do to make me moan his name.

oh Jacob!” I would moan over and over and over again.

You like that baby huh? You like when I do this?” He said as he teased my clit. I looked down to see his face just in time for him to duck down to where his hands were and start licking my clit as if it were his last time.

I pulled at his hair, coming so close to my climax, I couldn’t bear it anymore.

Jacob oh my God I’m gonna-

Nuh-uh babygirl not yet..” He said as he released all contact from me.

I groaned in frustration and anticipation as he got up onto his knees and went back to kissing me roughly.

He pulled me up with him wanting to keep as little space between us as possible. His hands roughly roaming my body in a heated passion that couldn’t be duplicated. His mouth tasted just as sweet as I’d remembered and his hands so soft against my hot skin.

He layed me back down as he aligned himself with me. Looking at my eyes, staring into them with so much love and lust. He mouthed the words “I love you” as he pushed himself deeper inside me. I couldn’t help but let out a loud moan.
Elated that this moment has finally come after spending so much time apart, I didn’t want this time to end. He was peppering kisses along my jaw, onto my neck and on top of my collarbone. I swiftly took his face in my hands and looked my love in the eyes as I moaned out his name endlessly as we rode out our highs. He thrusted a few more times before enveloping me into his long, strong arms that I’ve missed oh so much these past few months.
I snuggled up closer to him breathing in his all too familiar scent. A mixture of his signature clean and musky cologne along with the hint of sweat from stage and our love. And in this moment that we both needed to get lost in, I realized that while we may not have gotten a chance to talk, our bodies communicated where words failed. And I also came to know that I never wanted to share this kind of moment with any other man.

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fandomsunited13  asked:

stargazing with Seungcheol please?

Yes, I will write that and post it. I kinda need to step up my game when it comes to working hard. I am sorry for my memes, I should be writing. ~jessica~ ps. please request more got7, astro, exa, etc.this isn’t just a seventeen and bts scenario blog. You can request other groups too, I love all of them and want to write about them equally

Stargazing with Seventeen- Stargazing with Seungcheol (Fluff)

Originally posted by wunwu

When you got a day off from your busy work hours, you expected to be able to relax. Did you? No. Simple as that. The minute your best guy friend heard you were off, he decided to make you spend the day with him. To be honest, it felt like he just needed somebody to babysit him. You couldn’t say no to that cute face of his though, plus you had nothing better to do. 

When he came over to pick you up, you were not completely ready, but you let him in anyways. He had been around a half-clothed y/n before. It’s not like he was going to try anything, or would he?

No. He wouldn’t he respects the sanctity of the body and that it should not be violated just because it is not completely clothed. Plus, you were his best friend ever. 

When you were ready you picked up the shoes you chose to wear and ran outside to get in his car. He chuckled at how you ran, it was like a penguin waddling. But, hey, the ground was hot. You reached the car, only to find it locked. You turned your head to see Seungcheol doing the slowest moonwalk known to man. 

“BOI!” You shouted at the top of your lungs. “THIS PAVEMENT IS EXTREMELY HOT! HURRY UP AND GET YOUR IDOL BUTT OVER HERE AND UNLOCK THE DOOR!”

He howled with laughter and unlocked the car. “You should have put your shoes on instead of waiting to put them on in the car,” he had a smirk on his face that just needed to be wiped off at that moment. You reached your hand over to his face and flicked it, he was shocked. 

“I’m wounded! Tell my family I love them!” he said ever-so dramatically as he turned the key in the ignition and started driving away from your house. You arrived at your favorite superstore. You jumped out of the door when he parked and blasted off. You heard him yell your name across the parking lot.

You spun around to see what he needed, he was holding your wallet and phone in his hand. You waved your hand to tell him to him it to you. Apparently, he thought you told him to dab? After the dab, thought it was necessary to pull a Jihoon and dougie in the middle of the parking lot. That’s it, you ran over as if you were going to jump in his arms. He panicked, he had two items in his hand and had to drop one in order to catch you. He quickly let go of the wallet, you hear a plop and looked towards him. He had just dropped your wallet, that contained priceless pictures of you and Seungcheol in a giant puddle. 

You ran and jumped on his back, “How could you?” You said while giggling.

“Aren’t you upset? That had pictures of us in it,” he asked. He was concerned.

“Nope, why would I need pictures when I have the real thing right here,” you tossed his hair to hear him chuckle, “You will be buying me a new wallet though.”

“Not if I,,,,,DROP YOU!” Seungchoel threatened you with the puddle below you. He put you down and picked up the wallet. You two walked inside of the store.

You spent 4 hours goofing around inside, then you stopped for ice cream.  You figured that was enough, but when you got into the car and started driving, you recognized an old path from your childhood. 

“Yo, Coups?”

“Huh?” He answered nonchalantly.

“Where are we going?” you asked hesitantly.

“The park, you know, the one where we met. We hung out at it everyday after school with our moms. They could barely control us. Do you think they could now?” He asked, he was reminiscing of your childhood already. It was sweet.

“No, not really. We are about the same as we were then” You always thought he was a good guy. He always acted so goofily, but you knew he was a bit sensitive and romantic. When his fourth grade girlfriend dumped him, he cried for two weeks for god’s sakes.

He pulled up and you saw twelve boys scurry away from a field to hide. You chuckled, you knew it was the other guys from his group. You walked out of his car and towards the epicenter of their scattering. There was a picnic blanket set out and a couple pillows. You lifted one and saw your favorite candy under it. You looked around to find your pal. He was missing. 

“Coup-” Seungchoel snuck up behind you and picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. “BOY IF YOU DONT PUT ME DOWN” you yelled.

He let you go slightly and you panicked. You fell to the ground. 

Seungcheol then laid down next to you, obviously tired. The two of you just laid there. In silence. There were billions of stars visible up above. The Milky Way was huge and the more one stared the more you saw. You were there with him, alone. (Almost, the boys were still out there watching you two” It was a clearnight with no moon and not a cloud in sight and you two could see stars from horizon to horizon. You were silent at the sheer magnitude of what you were seeing as it put your life and our world into perspective. How lucky were you to have him as your friend?

Seungcheol spoke up. “You know how our moms joked about us falling in love as kids?” You nodded and chuckled. “I think it has become more than a joke for me.”

“Me too, Coups, me too.”

He turned to you and gave you a warm and romantic kiss, you could barely process what was happening, you just knew that it felt right. Suddenly, you heard twelve voices howling. You saw the group of man-children run out with sparklers in their hands, cheering. 

You and your new boyfriend were left in tears from laughing at them.

Tony & Trigger

When I formed the new patio, I built the forms as tedious little tunnels so that I could break them out later and plant things in the gaps. The 9′ cross pieces in the grid were full length; the long top pieces went the opposite way, to anchor everything together. You can get a hint of how it was constructed here:

I finally finished it, we finally poured, and then I had the job of taking this whole laborious framework OUT again. I got the edge restraints and their stakes out, got one of the 9′ cross piece constructions out and a few of the 3′ shorties, and then it rained like hell, I hid inside, and all the wood swelled. So yesterday I’m out there with my trusty FU flat bar and my six foot iron bar, using all the tricks of leverage to slowly convince one of those 9′ tunnels to come out. I’d been working an hour or two, and I’d finally gotten the free end up over the concrete. Rest of it was still wedged, not even budging with the 6′ iron bar. I’m working it from the ends and from both sides (where the cross members made a gap) when I hear:

“YOU NEED ANY HELP? I’M FROM TEXAS AND THEY TEACH US TO HELP PRETTY LADIES.”

It’s an elderly man in sweat pants and a tucked-in-t-shirt, walking a three-legged dog. Oh dear, thinks I. I’m tired. I’ve been working all day. I do not want to risk a senior citizen breaking themself in my yard while trying to be flirtatious.

“No thank you, I’ve got it,” I said, and then “NO THANK YOU, I’VE GOT IT” because clearly not much remains of his hearing. 

“DID YOU POUR THIS YOURSELF?”

“Well, I had help on the pour, but I formed it all myself. I’ve been doing a lot of remodeling and –”

“MAY I SHAKE YOUR HAND?”

Well, I can hardly say no to that. So he comes up the driveway, grins, and shakes my hand. And with his other hand he passes me the dog’s leash. I take the leash because that’s just what you DO when someone hands something to you, he takes two steps over to where my 9′ cross piece is stuck, and he lifts that end five feet clear of the concrete in one movement.

“YOU GOT A BLOCK TO STICK UNDER THERE?”

“Yes!” I run for the scrap pile.

“DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?”

“Yes!” I said, getting the block, but he couldn’t hear me because I was facing away from him.

“OH, THAT WAS SILLY OF ME. OF COURSE YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, YOU BEEN DOING ALL THIS YOURSELF, YOU KNOW ABOUT LEVERAGE!”

“Leverage,” I said, turning back, “Is just about all I have going for me.” I stuck the block in place and *pop*, out comes the 9′ tunnel.

“I WAS THE WEIGHTLIFTING CHAMPION OF TEXAS. I BENCHED 600 POUNDS. SQUAT 1200. I HAD CANCER FIVE TIMES FROM AGENT ORANGE. LAST TIME I WAS IN THE HOSPITAL, SOMEONE LET MY DOG OUT. VET CALLED ME, SAID ‘I CAN PUT HIM DOWN OR I CAN TAKE OFF THE LEG.’ I SAID ‘HELL, I RUN WITH GUYS WITH FEWER LEGS THAN THAT EVERY MORNING! TAKE THE LEG!’“

“Dogs have an advantage, starting with more legs,” I said, scritching the dog. “He’s really nice. And I limp too. Gotta stick together.”

In very short order I learned that his name was Tony, the dog’s name was Trigger, Trigger is Not A Pitbull (Trigger is totally a pit bull, and a sweetheart), he has four kids and five grandkids (Tony, not Trigger), he ran Arnold Schwarzenegger gym chain for twenty years, and sometimes he’s got so little to do around the house he builds things and then deconstructs them again, so if I need any thing else lifted when he comes back this way, just say so, Y’HEAR?

On the second lap of his walk, I wasn’t ready for any help – I had to take some top cross pieces off so I could get at the next 9 footer. He was ready for me, though, because apparently he’d spent his walk deciding which pieces of advice from his marine force recon days were best suited to a young woman remodeling her house. This time I learned about the five Ps and how having the right tool is most of the job and that when he woke up screaming one night his wife left him but the kids decided to ‘stay with daddy’, and do I know what marine force recon is? And I said maybe, I had a friend who did something like that but he didn’t talk about it.

“MOST GUYS DON’T, BUT MY THERAPIST SAYS IT’S GOOD TO TALK ABOUT IT.”

“Smart therapist.”

“IT’S HEALTHY. NOW, WE USUALLY TAKE A WALK IN THE EVENING, SO IF YOU’RE OUT HERE AND YOU GET ANY MORE OF THOSE BOARDS A BIT UP WHERE I CAN GET AT ‘EM, I’M HAPPY TO HELP. IT’S BEEN REALLY NICE TALKING WITH YOU.”

“I don’t know how long I’ll be out, but thank you!”

“JUST LEAVE THE CROWBAR ALONG SIDE THERE, THEN.”

And off he went, and I went back to work.

I got one more 9′ chunk out myself, and a bunch of little crosspieces. I really went to work on the rest of it, but when I packed it in there were two nine footers remaining, as well as about six littler pieces, and one of the long ones was stuck in tight.

"Erik and I are going out to dinner,” I told housemate Xed. “Uh, if a loud elderly man comes and starts tearing things out of the patio outside your bedroom window, please don’t be alarmed.”

This was not the strangest thing I’ve warned housemate Xed about, but it was right up there.

We’d been at dinner half an hour when Xed texted me. “Your elderly friend came back. The forms are gone. I said thank you.”

Came back home, and yup, every single piece of form is out.

“He wasn’t even winded,” said Xed.

I really have to think of some way to say ‘thank you’ to Tony and Trigger.

An elderly hard-of-hearing weightlifting marine-force-recon-veteran is a person in my neighborhood,
In my neighborhood,
In my neigh-bor-hood
Oh an elderly hard-of-hearing weightlifting marine-force-recon-veteran is a person in my neighborhood,
He’s a person that you meet
When he’s walking down the street
He’s a person I met yes-ter-day!


INTRODUCING: C-OCO’S FIRST EVER FAVES PAGE!
Hello everyone! So I decided to make an official favourites page because I come across so many beautiful blogs everyday I want to have a page on my blog featuring all of you beautiful people! I’d also love to discover new blogs and make new friends so reblog away to spread the word! :)

RULES

  • Must be following me @c-oco
  • Must reblog this post at least once (likes = bookmarks)
  • Do not self-promote or delete this text (it won’t appear on your blog)
    (PS: Beware of queues!!! If you edit all your captions to self promote, and queue this post it may disqualify you in the process!) 

PERKS

  • A new best friend + follow from me (obvi) if not already :D
  • Your blog will be featured on this page permanently! 
  • If you are chosen, you can ask me for help with reblogs, queues, promos, votes, or anything else 2x a week ! 

HIGHER CHANCES

  • Have a clean, organized blog
  • Reblog this more than once so I notice you
  • Be nice to your followers! 
  • Reblog from my uploads (definitely will make me notice you) 

OTHER

  • This beautiful banner was made by @bannersbyrehticent, thanks again Haniah! :D 
  • I will be choosing when I’m satisfied with the notes 
  • There are currently 16 spots on the page but depending on notes this post gets, I will add rows of 4 :) 
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Goodluck, hope you all have a lovely day/night and happy reblogging :) 
Love, Ilana <3 

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AU: You break up with Michael after finding out he slept with your best friend, but later decide to give him a chance after he reminds you of everything you’ve been through

ps. the ask on this blog isn’t working so any requests that you have feel free to leave them in the ask on my main blog, badsunsclifford !! sorry about this and i’ll try my best to get it fixed soon!