JUST LETTING Y'ALL KNOW WHERE THIS BLOG STANDS.
Transgender Day of Visibility.
—CHAPTER TWO: little things
pairing: Javier Peña x f! reader
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a/n: a little look back in time, a little insight into what’s going on, a lot of pain and angst but maybe some hope ? these two a easily carving out a place in my heart, I hope y’all are as invested as I am bc there is def more to come
Falling in love with Javier had happened pretty fast.
It wasn’t the exact moment you saw him, but it may as well have been.
There was a gorgeous kind of levity to him as he hid his laughter behind the neck of the bottle of beer dangling so casually from his grip, a beautiful kind of stoicism to him as the mood around the table died off and the blonde man sat beside him pulled himself to his feet, tossed a few bills down and shuddered him with a sturdy hit to the shoulder. He surveyed the crowd out of what seemed to be genuine curiosity, scanning the field just like all the single men seemed to be, but there was a reverence in the delicious color of his deep eyes, something you didn’t know how to quantify as they landed on you. There was a depth to him that words could just never come close to describing.
Maybe it would have saved you a lot of hurt if you had turned away the second you caught sight of him across the bar, but even at his worst, even as you cradled yourself, desperate for warmth beneath the thick woven stitch of the dark tones of the afghan blanket thrown over your shoulders, you couldn’t really imagine doing it different.
No one made you grab your glass and meet him at the bar. It was all you.
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Hi,
It’s your friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an “ending,” and some people even talking about “blanket permissions,” let me just say this:
I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.
That is my anti-permission.
Thank you for your attention.
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
Title: Self Check-Out
Pairing: Marcus Moreno x reader/you (no y/n) (f!reader)
Word Count: 1260
Rating: T
Warnings: Language.
A/N: For @brandyllyn for my Back To Action Prompt List the prompt was “Marcus Moreno: asking a stranger to hide you”
Marcus Moreno Masterlist – Author Masterlist – Taglist– Tip Jar
You knew she was following you.
Dammit.
Shit.
Fuck.
All the curses.
Turn right at the next aisle and — shit shit shit they were stocking, the whole fucking thing was just covered and you couldn’t get the cart out and you couldn’t….
You backed up fast, so fast the little boy in your cart said Wee and nearly dropped your phone onto the floor.
Your eyes were darting around and you nearly bowled into some very nice guy minding his own business and debating on a breakfast cereal.
“Shit! Sorry!”
He smiled and oh well hello.
“No worries.”
Now this wasn’t fair.
You were trying to escape and this man was hypnotizing, utterly unfair. Completely not ok.
Your mouth opened and closed like a dying fish and you fumbled with, “I’m sorry, I’m….escaping.”
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I dunno how to do this lol but I'm gonna post a link to a petition to try and keep Disney from trademarking Loki and other norse gods because they aren't simply trying to trademark the MCU versions but also the names for the actual Norse Gods versions as well and...as a Norse Pagan it isn't sitting well with me lol so if you'd like to sign that'd be cool.
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
part two of just the rushing wind on a rolling mind
pairing; frankie morales x reader summary; frankie heads over with you to your place to share a cinnamon roll. rating; g warnings; fluff. all fluff. word count; 2.3k
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There’s no third, funny option, just the first two because it’s good to just support people because they deserve support.
UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!/ 14.8 billion years old. (jk I'm 25). she/her. welcome to my on fire garbage can blog! you're friendly neighborhood mom friend. I DON'T WRITE SMUT! I am absolutely horrid at that!
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