So Good!! The Counter Scene Was Hilarious

This is soooooo good!!!! I loved all of it!

The Other Side of Hollywood

Part Three

Word Count: 4.5K+

Author’s Note: Ok, so, just a heads up! I was going to write a scene in this chapter using Perfect Harmony for Luke and Y/N but I just couldn’t, it’s Juke’s song. So, instead popped in a lil bit of Hallelujah, the Jeff Buckley one though. He sings it better. In case anyone has not been properly educated, listen to it here.

Again, let me know if you want on the tag list, this might be my favourite part of the story… So thank you for reading my nonsense.

Warning: Nada.

Part One here, Part Two here, and my masterlist here…. If you wanna catch up or find out more.

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Whatever that boy did or said, remember this: love is weakness, and I don’t tolerate the weak.

The words floated around Y/N’s head all morning, and forced her to do anything, anything at all, to forget about Luke. She went about her daily tasks as usual after recovering from Caleb’s outburst: she made sure to clean up the rest of the glass and finish polishing tumblers for that evening, she buffed tables and prepared candle holders, she vacuumed and polished and dusted whatever she could reach.

She had to make up for her indiscretion, after all.

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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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my blog is, and always will be, a safe place for people who are not confident in their english speaking abilities. you will never be judged or mocked here.

Aww, thank you so much @daydream-believin!! 

"Come on, we need to decorate." This is from a one shot I'm working on and Douxie says it.

once again thanks for tagging me!! And I'm gonna tag @miss-melinna

Writing Ask Game

Tagged by @mdelpin (this was awhile ago, I’m sorry i took so long to respond!)

Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote from any current WIP. Tag the number of people equivalent to the word count.

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Natsu squeaked, “- Yes ma’am!”

Tagging: @doginshoe @petri808 @phoneboxfairy @celestialtitania

Yes please watch, it's such a great show!

WHY YOU NEED TO WATCH JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS

the LGBTQ rep is IMMACULATE. the plot between willie and alex is so cute, and their chemistry is literally so good

the songs are FIRE. I haven’t heard original songs this good since hsm/camp rock era

julie (played by madison reyes) can sing so well it honeslty blows my mind. her acting is also so so good. 

the three boys have geniune friendship without any toxic masculinity and it is honestly so refreshing. they’re not afraid to show their feelings and I LOVE THAT

it’s honestly just casted so well. some teen/ya tv shows are cringey but this one is not i promise you

it stays mostly light while touching on heavier subject lines 

its genuinely really funny

the jar jar binks joke had be actually laughing out loud 

an amazing villian. he gives me dr facillier vibes. 

please watch it i want a season two 

PLEASE WATCH IT SO I CAN HAVE PEOPLE TO FREAK OUT WITH

The Never-Ending Roadtrip (St. Louis)

summary: (pt 1) Reader joins Douxie in the quest for Nari’s safety. He’ll need company won’t he? - part 4) Doux and Reader get out of Missouri finally but not before one last stop

warnings: swearing

word count: 6205

a/n: im getting a smidge impatient on my planned mutual pining slow burn as you can see. mmm i want a piece of st louis butter cake. @blixeon​ gets credit for putting the douxie trying to keep y/n away from moppet!douxie idea in my head. its not a big plot point here but idk felt i should still mention it

Douxie stared up at the ceiling with dry, unblinking eyes. There were many interesting cracks in the ceiling, barely illuminated by the light streaming in from the bathroom door. He was wide awake, despite not being able to convince himself to move. He was never a morning person, but once he remembered where he was, it was like someone had poured a bucket of ice water on him. Y/n was no longer clinging to him when he woke up, albeit, she was not even in the bed at all when he woke up. That had gave him a fright before he realized he could hear the shower running. Somehow, this was worse than if she’d still been there when he woke up. This meant she woke, untangled herself from him, and was probably going to pretend like it didn’t happen, since she couldn’t possibly know he stayed awake long enough to know about it. Which, while waking up in her arms would have been a little awkward, at least he would have gotten a conversation out of it. An acknowledgement. Something.

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

boys 👏 can 👏 be 👏 asexual👏

rb if you agree

This is so cute!!

Wait, wait, stop crying, I got this

Summary: Douxie tries to cheer you up after a long day.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,064

A/N:  so after posting bakery douxie i started to think about him making a cake just because you’re sad. and then wrote this real quick.

Tags By Request: @furblrwurblr @alovesongshewrote @einahpetsyarcip

It had been a rough day for you. More rough than usual, anyway. Luck just seemed to be turned against you as time after time little things kept going wrong. In the morning, you had spilled your drink over yourself, as you walked to work you stepped into a deceptively deep puddle, your customers were particularly unpleasant and occasionally outright creepy. On the way home, you couldn’t shake the feeling someone was watching you, and then, as if things weren’t bad enough, a storm broke when you were less than half way home.

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