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So cute!

Reggie x Clumsy!Reader headcanons

Summary: Just Reggie dating a reader who is super clumsy! (Ghost!Reggie and Lifer!Reader) 

Requested by Anon: Can I make a request for ghost!Reggie x lifer! Reader who is super clumsy and just some headcanons about their relationship as boyfriend/girlfriend? Like reader just trips or gets injured a lot and just has bad luck in general lol. Thank you!

Masterlist 

-Reggie following you around in public as you’re pretending to use your phone to talk to him and you run into a street lamp pole 

-he laughs and looks at you shocked, “How did you even do that?!” 

-But then you’re holding your nose in pain and he pouts and makes sure you’re okay 

-When you’re walking to class you stumble in your step and drop your papers; Reggie lets out a little giggle while quickly helping you collect them off the floor 

-”My baby is so clumsy” 

-”Shut up, Reg” 

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Another amazing chapter!!!!!

The Never-Ending Roadtrip (there’s nothing wrong with Ohio)

Summary: Reader joins Douxie in the quest for Nari’s safety. He’ll need company won’t he? - (Part 5) ohio hijinks. national forests, a b ‘n b.     start here -> (part 1)

Warnings: swearing, meat eating, idk gambling kinda?

Word Count: 6620

A/N: AAAAAHHH i gotta stop writing shit at 3am. it’s showing. also i cant believe i reworked their entire planned trip route for this. ajhqhdsjhfljh i have no excuses for any of this

Douxie was uncharacteristically quiet during the trip through the first bit of Indiana. Y/n hung over the railing feeling awkward. The treetops below flew past her in a blur. Y/n kinda felt bad, like maybe she had broken him. Did she nudge a little too hard? She had thought, if anything, her flirting would get him flirting too. Hell, Doux flirted with everyone. It was just part of his charismatic persona he’d built over the years. And he had been so strange this week, but especially strange during the time they’d spent on the road. Every time Y/n had thought she’d figured something out with him, he’d surprise her.

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Huh, what do you know

This is so good!!!

Crucible

Moppet!Douxie x GN!Reader, Soulmate AU | Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Warnings: Fire/Explosion, lots of crying, self esteem issues, misunderstandings cause a lot of emotional turmoil

Note: This is my first fic! I know fics have it worse than art, but if you’d consider leaving tips in the comments, I’d be super grateful! Thanks for taking a look!

It was springtime in Camelot, near the turn of the season. The sun was high, the birds were singing, and you… were late. As a magic user, your life was in constant jeopardy regardless of your employment as the Crowmaster, Crowlord Corbin’s apprentice, penning and sending letters for the kingdom. And in this kingdom, tardiness was not appreciated. Racing through the castle halls with the king’s letters in hand, you noticed movement on your forearms.

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If you’re taking requests could you draw Obi-wan getting a hug? Or multiple? That man desperately needs hugs!

I can't process how amazingly cute this is. All the emotion is so well writen!!!

Whumptober Day 21, 22, 23: pain, painkillers, sleep | Reader

Plot:  Part 4, F L U F F

Word Count: 3,044

Warnings:  Hospitals and very brief suicidal thoughts

A/N:  Douxie is fuckin sad, but after that there’s fluff.  BETA READ BY @furblrwurblr​ THANKS BRO I LOVE U

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

Douxie woke up in Jim Lake Jr.’s living room, dazed, confused, and concerned for your safety.  

He was alone.  Sun was streaming through the windows.  Everything was quiet.  For a second, he thought he’d died, and for that second, he was relieved.  Death meant he wouldn’t have to torture you anymore.  But he wasn’t dead.  You, on the other hand, were in the process of dying.  

And for Douxie, that was torture.  

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Thank you for the tag @blixeon​!!I

(Credit to whoever took these lovely pictures)

most of y'all have probably already been tagged, sorry, feel free to ignore this :) @miss-melinna​ @alovesongshewrote​ @daydream-believin​ @wazzuppy​ @furblrwurblr​  and anyone else who's like to join!

I was tagged by my dear friend @dreamsarelikedragonflies​ for the Moodboard Game:

rules: google/search your name & your favourite color & the word ‘aesthetic’. take the first four (non collage) photos and voila you have your aesthetic moodboard! then tag your friends to join!

Fairly accurate, though I have no idea what the staircase is supposed to represent lol. 

No pressure tags: @poetryinmotion-author​, @plainrea​ (you might have already done this one? I can’t remember exactly so I’m tagging you just to be safe lol), @a-s-levynn​, @isawhisperer​, @dahliycia​, and anybody else who wants to jump in–make sure you @ me. ✨

^ 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 GOOD!!!

Whumptober Day 31: this could be angstier and maybe i’ll re-write it next year idk | Reader

Plot:  You have to hurt your boi or hurt your boi, and it’s halloween

Word Count: 6,437

Warnings:  Torture, reader is forced to kiss someone

A/N:  Ok, so i wrote most of this late at night, and most of it is rushed because i wanted to get it out on halloween, but whatever.  take this thing i made, i hope you enjoy

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

T’was a long time ago, longer now than it seems, because quarantine likes to fuck up everyone’s time management.  It wasn’t actually that long ago if I’m being honest.

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