Gonna Be Really Busy While I Work On Moving Out.

THE NEW BALLERINA TRAILER?!?!?

I'M TRYING NOT TO CRY CAUSE OF MY MASCARA...

I SCREAMED AT JOHN'S "You already have"!!

Time to rewatch all of the John Wick movies (and maybe try the series??)

PS. The thought of seeing Ana De Armas & Keanu Reeves action is making my heart go:💓📈.

PSS. Expect a lot more content now that I have some inspo!

@feinv @scarlettspectra @ghcstpyre @discoscoob @lilithlinen @sunnythebunny7

@tedsbogusworld @discoscoob @satlun pls don't leave me i'd be so sad 😭

Locking all my mutuals up so they don't go anywhere *Hide the keys.*

Stop deactivating/ disappearing WE NEED YOU

someone pls gimme requests to write during this hurricane. imma be bored af. ty! <3

edit: nothing too nsfw, pls

what i write for:

keanuverse the last of us (hbo & game) the mcu the x-files

𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧.

vent story. possibly will delete later. do not repost. paring: ted logan x f!reader tw: fighting parents, angst

Your parents were arguing again. And, once again, you were accused of igniting the flame of the argument brighter from your mere presence. There were tears streaming down your face as you stormed out of the front door and ran down the residential street. No time to care about if you were wearing shoes or not, you just had to get the hell away from those people. From the venom that was being injected into you, from the salt that was being rubbed into your wounds by the people whom you thought you could trust.

So, that's how you ended up in Ted's room at Missy's house. You were still having an emotional breakdown — understandably so — from the whole situation. It made his heart ache to see you in such a state, but he knew that he couldn't do much more than ruffle your hair slowly as he listened to you.

"It's not *my* fault that her husband is a piece of crap." You were ranting off to Ted for about...God only knows now.

"I know it's not, babe. Your mom knows it, too." Ted cooed in a reassuring whisper.

"Then, why does she keep saying it?" The question slipped from your tongue not even half a beat after Ted's statement, but his care and affection for you still beamed behind his deep brown eyes. He reached one of his hands up to cup the bottom of your chin in his palm, gently forcing you to direct your gaze solely on him.

"People get stupid when they're angry," he began in a soothing whisper, "the truth is, babe, she is regretting what she said to you."

His comment made you sniffle, the tears still falling from your eyes although you do not even notice them anymore since your cheeks were so wet already. "How can you be so sure?"

"Well, she only said it because it was in the heat of the moment. She wouldn't have said it otherwise."

"Maybe you're right." You let out a deep sigh, finally feeling all of the anger that was once suffocating you be drained out.

"I know I'm right, babe." Ted said, and a grin would spread across his youthful face before he playfully nudged the side of your shoulder. "What do you say we forget about everything with a movie night?"

౨ৎ 𝓁𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃, 𝓉𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎-𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝓁𝑒𝓈𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓃 ౨ৎ

masterlist. taglist. muse list. wips.

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ a rainy day in with...part 2 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

john constantine.

y'all will spend some time together simply drinking and/or smoking and ranting about all of life's problems. he's never one for cute-sy things; the closest you'll ever get out of this man for a "cute" date is a candle-lit dinner. he'd be the gentleman to offer to cook the food, but you know that he always prefers your cooking any day of the week and twice on sunday. and, let's be real — you're going to fuck at least once, if not twice, or three times. it all depends on the length of the storm and both of your stamina.

kevin lomax.

honestly, you're gonna be fucking for practically the entire day. in between trying to conceive a baby, and overall having lots of "energy", you will find yourselves laying under the sheets, with him buried deep inside of you and your legs dropped limply over either of his shoulders. you'd hardly be able to hear the rain over the sounds of your moans and every thrust that he pumped deeply inside of you.

matt.

he'll have a fresh blunt rolled for the two of you to smoke together until the storm passes. by the end of the storm, you're both too stoned to even think of going back to your home. so, he'll let you sleep in his arms while you sober up from the weed you've smoked. you'll wake up to him searching through the kitchen for a midnight snack during a case of the munchies, making you burst out laughing after initially thinking that he was a robber invading the home.

divider by @reveriesources.

it's been a while since my last post!

i haven't been feeling very inspired to write lately, as you may be able to tell based on my inactivity. i made this blog to help distract myself from a hard breakup, and now i feel like i have moved on.

recently, i have been focusing more on creating youtube content. my computer has been an ass about me rendering my first actual long video, but if anyone of u is interested in k-pop stuff, i'd be more than happy to share my channel with you.

until then, i hope to get a spark of inspo soon. how have you all been doing? i'd be lying if i said i didn't/don't miss y'all, 'cus damn, i do. 😭💓

big big big BIG update!!

soooo, i have some awesome news!

i'm going to be moving out into my own place soon!

that will mean that i'll be able to write more nsfw things. probably by the beginning or middle of september, expect some more spicy posts!

honestly, i'm so excited to move out. i can show some pics of the place if any of y'all are interested. but for now, i'll leave you with this. 💗

going out to halloween horror nights tonight w/ my brother & some friends.

not much of a horror person, but i'm actually low-key excited since last year!

☕ the keanuverse.

— fanfictions. —headcanons. —imagines. speed!au. rainy day.

🍪 the last of us.

— fanfictions. —headcanons. —imagines. ellie's girlfriend.

🍰 the x-files.

— fanfictions. —headcanons. —imagines.

🥞 marvel/the mcu.

— fanfictions. —headcanons. —imagines.

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