if you’re reading this millie bobby brown: i love you more than anything ever and you’re perfect i’d pay you to hug me and/or punch me in the face. no joke. do it. you’re a huge inspiration to me and you’re utterly amazing.
fun fact: Amos loves his suits a little too much, all his suits are tailor made and are all organized in his walk in closet . He also has a collection of expensive ties and watches. He tries his best to keep his cool and stern “accountant face” on but he’s actually a quirky dude with a great sense of humor. He avoids alcohol not because he can’t handle it, it’s just that his mask comes off when drunk. He becomes the sassiest, most appealing and charming guy you will ever meet.
hey lads ! a few days ago i was tagged by @peachuas for carat selca day and i tried to post something but i guess tumblr ate the post! and now today i was tagged by @vernonchoi for a tag game, idk exactly what the tag game was so i hope i don’t look like a Huge Frickin Dweeb just posting random selfies + cute pics of my darling duckie and rad rap god
(Alice and I decided to make our first network so if we messed something up don’t hate us.. ;A;)
This network is open for anyone who loves the south park girls! There are 20 spots open and members are chosen first come first serve basis (if a character that you want is not on there message me or her about it and we can fix that).
you will gain followers
make new friends
notes on your selfies (tag them as #spgirlsnet or #southparkgirlsnet)
“It was something challenging. It was different from other roles because in those I had to speak a lot. I had, like, paragraphs. I had to play a man in one of my shows, and kill my mum in one of my shows, so it’s very weird the things I bump into. And in this show, I realized I didn’t have to speak with my mouth, I had to speak with my face. Instead of actually saying I’m angry, I’m sad, I’m confused, I had to do it with my face, and that was challenging. But I really enjoy playing a challenging role. I love playing Eleven.”
just a heads up if you haven’t seen any of my recent posts ➡️ I’m starting writing again and finally coming off hiatus this weekend so please send in your requests or just general messages about how you guys have been since I’ve been less active!!
i’ve missed being on here way too much and can’t begin to explain how excited I am to start writing again!!
hope everyone is brill, millie xxxxx
Language: English Rating: M Relationships: None (probably) Tags: Shinigami!Light, Post-Canon, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Grief, No Sex, No Smut, Angst
It’s been nearly a year since Light Yagami died and despite recovering from his loss, Soichiro’s death and the kidnapping, both - Sayu and Sachiko - are still facing the problem of not letting the past go, as grief is a cruel companion. One day, however, fate decides to take its turn and the littlest Yagami suddenly finds herself with a Death Note in her hand and a strange, skeleton alike, Shinigami with a weird obsession for apples on her side. However, she doesn’t use said opportunity for killing others and continuing with Kira’s regime but for finding out who that crazy serial killer that apprarently took her brother’s life even was. Sadly, one event is slowly leading to another and Sayu slowly realises that her life is in fact a web of lies. And that behind the beautiful image that she always thought of as Light, lies a horrifying truth.
So happy to finally show this to you all! I’ve been talking about this fic for quite some time now and finally, I can show you my work. As english is not my first language, please point mistakes that I’ve made out! Actually, I’m even quite happy with the reslut, escpecially the beginning (but I hope the end of the chapter isn’t too cliché). Have fun!