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𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 ⎙ A full-time dreamer. I write fanfics to breathe life into the universes and intense plots that keep me awake at night.
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 ㅤ ♡︎ 𓈒 I write fanfics about your favorite series, movies, and celebrities—so that you can be the star.
⎯⟢ OFF CAMPUS.
THE EMERGENCY SHIFT ✶ PT. 2 ✶ PT.3 | fem!reader x garrett graham & dean di laurentis
⌑ The Briar University ER is usually absolute chaos, but for her—a twenty-one-year-old clinical psychology intern—staying calm is second nature. Everything changes when the Division I hockey team storms in with an injured player. Faced with the campus golden boys, her sweet voice and firm boundaries completely disarm Garrett Graham and Dean Di Laurentis, igniting an unexpected tension that leaves them utterly obsessed.
FALSE GOD ✶ | fem!reader x garrett graham
⌑ For years, she has lived in the shadow of unrequited love, pledging her loyalty and her heart to Dean—a friend who never knew how to value her presence or give her the place she deserved. But the playing field changes completely when Garrett Graham enters her orbit.
THE SILENT FRACTURE ✶ | fem!reader x off campus boys
⌑ For the four captains of the Briar hockey team, the world has always had one unshakeable center: her. With her constant presence at games, their shared laughter at the fraternity house, and her unwavering support during every difficult time, she has become the light and anchor that holds the group together.
DAISIES ✶ | fem!reader x beau maxwell
⌑ Being Dean Di Laurentis’s sister at Briar University comes with one golden rule: don’t date athletes. And especially not Beau Maxwell, the irresistible captain of the football team. Yet, what started as a game of stolen glances turned into a secret romance spanning months. For Beau, those stolen early-morning hours with her mean everything—bound by the sole promise that he will always be there at the end of the day.
LOVE, DEAN ✶ PT. 2 ✶ PT. 3 | fem!reader x dean di laurentis
⌑ At Briar University, she is the campus diva and the keeper of secret alibis for her friend Allie and the untamable Dean Di Laurentis—the guy she secretly loves.
END GAME ✶ | fem!reader x john logan
⌑ After discovering your boyfriend's infidelity at a party and smashing his car with a golf club, you run into Logan in the morning fog and hand him the weapon—leaving him completely fascinated once he discovers the truth in the locker room.
ONE THING ✶ PT. 2 | garrett graham x coach's daughter fem!reader
The hockey coach's daughter challenges team captain Garrett Graham's arrogant world after discovering his secrets. Amidst false appearances and a forbidden attraction, their initial hostility ignites into an uncontrollable fire that threatens to break every rule on campus.
EARRINGS ✶ | hannah wells x platonic fem!reader
A game night at the Briar hockey house spirals out of control when an unexpected answer wounds Dean Di Laurentis’s massive pride. Determined to challenge her boyfriend’s ego, the heroine sparks an entertaining war of jealousy and drama within the team.
⎯⟢ LANDO NORRIS.
ROSES IN THE PADDOCK ✶ | fem!reader
⌑ Amid the roar of engines and shared silences, Lando keeps a rose that never withers. She was his pillar, his McLaren girl… until love stopped waiting in silence.
YOU ARE IN LOVE ✶ | fem!reader
⌑ The pilot Lando Norris escapes from F1 to a quiet beach in Brazil and finds y/n, a photographer who teaches him the "rhythm" of the stillness of the sea. Their romance is interrupted by the return to racing, leaving Lando under the pressure of Silverstone with the anchor of his love. Finally, Lando returns to Brazil after winning at Interlagos, choosing the certainty of his heart over speed.
UNDER MY SKIN ✶ | publicrelations!reader
⌑ Lando Norris's new relationship becomes the perfect target for social media when his ex-girlfriend—unable to let go of the past—launches a campaign of hate and public attacks against his current partner.
BLIND SPOT ✶ | fem!reader
⌑ The FIA year-end Gala in Paris is the epicenter of glamour, motorsport politics, and flashing cameras. For her, attending as a special guest from the luxury marketing sector is a golden opportunity, but her mind has been fixed on the driver of car number 4 all night.
⎯⟢ CONRAD FISHER.
AFTER THE HURRICANE ✶ | fem!reader
⌑ After Belly rejects Conrad on the beach, he remains alone beneath the starry night, shattered inside. Y/n Montenegro appears in silence, offering comfort without asking for explanations, just as she has in his most vulnerable moments. Between them, a deep bond is born—woven from presence, tenderness, and mutual understanding.
⎯⟢ RAFE CAMERON.
BETWEEN BLUE LIGHTS ✶ | pogue!reader
⌑ Between races, burning memories and silences that weigh more than words, a kook girl who learned to live among pogues faces what was and what could be.
⎯⟢ MIKE WHEELER.
LONG LIVE ✶ | chidhoodfriend!reader
⌑ The love y/n offers mike a respite in the war ageinst vecna, but their bond tighens when her connection with psychic manipulation forces him to question loyalty and truth.
⎯⟢ STEVE HARRINGTON.
SHADOWS OF CAMAZOTZ ✶ | girlfriend!reader
⌑ Two disappearances shake Hawkins: Holly Wheeler and Steve’s girlfriend, Y/n. Between lies, illusions, and Vecna’s power, hope wavers. Who will manage to escape before the darkness traps them?
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do you think two pennies is still enough for the ferryman or has inflation driven up the fare
if he makes me use an app I am simply not crossing the river Styx.
mustelids are the best animal because they are fucking brutally efficient predators but they're also just absurdly cute
me when i fucking get you
got a lovehate relationship with routine and repetition. yes if you put me in a repetitive situation i will start chewing on myself like a caged animal. but also no if you interrupt my self imposed routines i will start crying. this has made me so super good at being in the workforce #trust
Sometimes I see people talk about how sad or upset they are that kagehina ended up in different teams.
Usually said, because it means they’ll never play on the same team. That their paths are now diverted. Or that them as a “set” is over, no longer a “setter and spiker” and those titles now belonging to someone else.
And it makes me want to scream.
Kagehina were never meant to be on the same side of the net. Never. And thinking they should misses the entire point of the series.
Don’t confuse yourself, despite it all, Kagehina at their core, are not friends. They’re not partners; nor are they teammates.
They are rivals.
Yes to all of thisssss reblogging to reread a million times over

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hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god
Doctor: $140,000 a year
Furry artist on Patreon: $160,000 a year
I’m sorry for the inaccuracies, Doctor Yiff
Well, furry artists are typically more competent and courteous than your average doctor, so I can see that.
Did you just legitimately tell me that a person who draws wolf ass is more competent than a dude who spent 8+ years in a university to give you your lung transplant?
doctors are bullshit and furry artists perform an infinitely more valuable service to society compared to them
You will die in 7 days
It took doctor’s like 10 years to diagnose what was wrong with me, some insisting I was faking for attention while a furry artist I knew just went “that sounds like crohn’s” after hearing me complain once and ended up being right
Also I can’t go to a doctor and ask them to draw Rouge the Bat wider than she is tall with tits to match, now can I
You could if you weren’t a fucking coward
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Art by coolfrogdude together at last
[ID: a comic illustrating the above thread as if it was happening in a theater. The users are mostly shaped like their icons, pukicho is a pikachu and hokuto-ju-no-ken is a gengar. The last panel is gengar looks back where a speech bubble comes out of the crowd to say, “you could if you weren’t a fucking coward.” /end]
I can’t believe I’m actually seeing this post
Magic of tumblr,
I am morally obligated to add the YouTube video whenever this thread crosses my dash
I’ve seen this thread more than a few times. But this is the first time I’ve seen this video. So thank you for your service.
So correct me if im wrong but i thought it was well known that furries and doctors overlap a lot. Like a lot a lot
me asf
good morning miserable women with mental problems
Im a fan of alliteration
On writing sexual tension
⊹ standing too close. like just barely not touching. why are their shoulders breathing on each other??
⊹ conversations that sound normal but feel like foreplay. “pass the salt” has never been so loaded.
⊹ one of them says something flirty and the other freezes for 0.2 seconds like “oh.”
⊹ eyes dropping to lips and then—back up. with effort.
⊹ holding eye contact just a little too long. like... are they gonna kiss or duel??
⊹ unintentional physical contact that lasts one second too long and now they’re both broken
⊹ a hand on the small of the back. that’s it. that’s the tweet.
⊹ tension so thick that other characters start noticing like “hey are you two okay?” (they are not)
⊹ “accidental” sleepovers. “oh no there’s only one bed.” yeah. suuuure.
⊹ biting back a smile. biting back a moan. biting anything really.
⊹ one of them walks away and the other has to physically restrain themselves from watching the hips
⊹ lots of sighing. frustrated sighs. horny sighs. “i want to kiss you but I’m emotionally unavailable” sighs.
Ugh this but for two boys who dont know they are gay for each other yet
Ugh this but one if them has sworn off any relationship ever
Ugh this but everyone sees it but them

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She loathed the sun; the stark, bright beams of unforgiving joy and unadulterated happiness. And yet? Here she stood. In the middle of one of the busiest streets in the whole country, waiting to enter a gleaming golden auction house. Her dream house wasn't even that gaudy, but she was sure that one day she would have her dream house and buy the auction house too. Better yet, she would buy half the businesses in every city in the entire country… maybe more.
“Would you just go in or out lady? You can't just stand there woefully for all of eternity.” a snide male voice remarked.
She spun around on her new designer heels, confident in their strength as she strode right toward the speaker. It was four short steps but she made sure to savour them when she found herself right in his face.
“Oh?” she breathed, watching him through her curtain of tight curls. Her lips, a carefully selected rich ruby red, glowed in the midday sun. He couldn't tear his gaze away.
“H-ey i didnt mean that… would you like an escort inside?” he sputtered out after a moment, eyes frantically tracing what he could see of her face and her body.
“No, thank you.” and she left, strutting into the cursed oppulent and shiny entry hall of the auction. If she saw him again she would give him her best smile and sucker punch like a two-in-one deal, something she never gave anybody, no matter how charming.
“Glorious day madam, can I ask what you are looking for today?” the neat receptionist behind the main marble desk knquired, writing as she spoke, eyes darting around, observing, planning, predicting.
“I am looking for some rare goods.”
“Mhm.” she didn't even look up, flicking through a stack of papers. “Isnt that what everyone here is looking for?”
“Perhaps. But you see, I am actually looking for something not everyone here knows exists.”
“Huh.” she nodded non commitally, glancing down at her then to the growing line. “Just say the word and I can get someone to take you there.”
“I dont want the normal goods. I want what this place is exclusively famous for.” she paused, letting the clerk actually look at her for the first time. “I want the exotics. The undesirables.”
“I see.” the woman set down her pen for the first time. She leaned forward, assessing the new threat before her. “What makes you think some little girl like you has the right to rent some overpilriced crude and wildly innappropriate outfit and talk your way into our masked auction?”
“Because I have the owners personal word.” she slipped her hand into a small, bandsewn, hidden pocket and pulled out a delicate ring.
It was a golden, thin, almost normal looking band and a tiny gray stone pertruding just above the worn surface. As she brought it up, the desk clerk leaned down over the heavy marble slabs to take a closer look. With a gasp, she reached to snatch it. But she wasn't quick enough.
“Tsk tsk, I expected better of such an esteemed establishment's employee.”
“Terribly madam, how can I be of service? Just the escort to the hall today?” the attendant gritted out, restraining herself to her seat.
“Only if you get your newest hire to walk me in and attend to me. Oh, and do let darling Patty know I am waiting for him.” she slipped the ring back into its invisible home, tapping her toe twice on the squeaky floor.
“Newest? Are you sure?” she was already lifting a bell, ready to ring the tone that summoned an individual employee.
“Are you?” the words hung between them like a threat before the receptionist gave in and rang the sequence quickly and cleanly.
“Yes?” less than a few seconds later, a man, no older than 25 appeared.
“Take her to the masked hall and attend to her.” the instructions were swift, clinical, and executed immediately.
The man, a gorgeous blonde with the most stunning green eyes held out his arm expectantly to his new client. She swaggered the full two steps to his side and grasped his arm like a lifeline, watching with glee as he played it off, quickly walking her away from impatient prying eyes.
“So.” she murmured so only he could hear as they weaved between impatient customers and nosy employees. “What is a pretty face like you doing working for such a dirty man?”
“What do you mean?”
“Darling. Dont play coy, what do they have on you?” with those words, his posture relaxed.
“So you know.”
“I know many things. Be more specific.”
“The real question is what doesn't he have on me.”
“I see. I can get you out, you know.” she glanced at him for the hundredth time, admiring his features. He gave he a tight lipped smile. He was just barely taller than her, a feat given her abnormal stature and heels.
“I doubt that madam.”
“Please. I'm sure both of us know by now that anyone who knows anything about this line of work is not a madam.”
“True.” and suddenly he stopped. And that was when she realized they were finally alone. No other people roamed the halls. No doors were labeled with neon letters describing the goods sold behind them. In fact, there were very few doors, and even fewer lights. If only she had been paying attention, she would have known where to run.
“Oh.” was all she managed before she was thrown against a wall. His forearm pressed against her, just above her collar bones but not quite high enough to impact her breathing. If either of them made any effort to shift however, that could be compromised.
“So,” he hissed, dragging his free hand along her jawline, his thumb ending up pressed against her chin. “Who are you?”
“Who are you?” she remained undaunted, breath slow, steady, tantalizing breaths, daring to lean forward, letting their breath mingle.
“That's not important.”
“Isn't it though? Vlad.” her words sent a jolt through him and he pressed harder, arm rolling up, closer and closer to her throat
“How do you know my name? Who even are you?” but his words this time edged closer to fear, antsy, hesitant.
“Depends. Your dreams come true or your worst nightmare.”
“Oh.” he scoffed suddenly, as if rationalizing himself. “Another cheesy con artist? Just like half the people in that lobby, wanting to get there grubby hands on some stupid golden prize?”
“Life would be easier for both of us if that were true.” something about how she said it made him look at her again, really look, dissect her appearance.
“No.” he loosened his grip, glancing down at her, scanning, head to toe. “No.”
“What? What has the tichnae boy come to his senses?” she taunted, leaning forward, daring him to meet her in the middle.
“How old are you?” he cut her off suddenly, green eyes blazing in horror as he stumbled away.
“Ah.” she paused, thinking of another witty remark.
“How old?” he demanded, looking more ashamed than alarmed now.
“Old enough that its not relevant right now.” she snapped, finally showing her teeth.
“17? 18? Are you in school? How are you here? Who let you in? To the masked hall?” he glanced around, as if suddenly remembering where they were and why they were here.
“Close.” she clicked her tongue. “Im 15 years old. I got in here because nobody stopped me. And I'm going to the masked hall because someone owes me a favor.”
“15? Really?” he ran a hand through his perfect locks.
“Yes. Vlad. Happy with yourself? A 24-year-old Tichnaer who killed one too many hostages in the military and fled to Leqen but got caught at the border and shipped here.” she hissed, stalking towards him. He stumbled back, afraid to touch her skin like the plague.
“I-no-I…”
“You work with me and I can use my favor to get you out of here and working for me in the real world. So if you like the taste of fresh air and free will, take me to the masked auction hall.” she paused. “If not, I could also make your life living hell with just a few words to the right man.”
“How did you get the favor?” he looked at her with fear, veneration, and utter disbelief.
“I got two people on the inside on a bet. I also know a lot of casino owners, so a high stakes bet such as that caught traction. So. Yes or no Vlad?”
His gaze hardened with resolve. “Get me out of here little girl, get me out and I will do whatever I can to make it up to you.”
“Anything?”
“Anything is better than dressing up and guiding entitled people from room to room to waste their money on the prettiest trendy stone just to come back in a week complaining about how fake it was and wanting to buy be newer fashion.” he spat distastefully.
“Only if you're sure I can't do any worse.” she grinned devilishly, glad he couldn't see the malice she was sure was glinting in her eyes.
“Not that I doubt you, but I would rather be anywhere else.” he held out his hand for a shake.
“No take backsies!” she grasped his palm and yanked him towards her with all of their strength. In a whisper he wasn't sure he heard correctly, it almost sounded like she said, “a month from now, i’ll have you on your knees praying for a death that will never come. You can't escape me now, pretty boy.”
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HOLY SHIT I JUST SCANNED THIS SHIT AND WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN HERMITCRAFT SMP ALSO AM I CRAZY CAUSE WDYM JINX & VI THAT SEEMS LIKE IDK INCEST???????
JASON TODD AND BRUCE WAYNE??? IS THIS A SHIP LIST OR POPULAR CHARACTERS IM SO CONFUSED AND CONCERNED