This Is My Petition To Get Schlatt On Brittany Broski's Royal Court.

this is how it feels wanting to start writing for my fic but also needing to write the plot

HUH

so like in the underworld saga yk how Odysseus yells “WHO” in No Longer You. It js got my thinking ab that one tiktok audio.

The prophet (i can’t remember how to spell his name): “And like there’s some drama with bloxburg-“

Odysseus: “HUH?”

Prophet guy: “yeah-“

Ody: “I NEED TO HEAR AB THIS??”

oh my god pound me

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redacted top ten cause i’m a follower 🙏🙏‼️‼️

Aggro Greer (um.)

Guy !!

Milo Greer (accent.)

David Shaw (dilf coded and uhh i may have a degradation kink.)

Alexis Getty (SHE SOUNDS HOT. i want her to call me mutt and kick me around.)

Lasko Moore (so babygirl, love/miss him sm)

Gavin (he’s so!!!! i wanna scream)

Geordi 😕 (i miss this silly lil guy.)

Hush. (.. i want him.)

Morgan Kyne (he seems so nice, i want him too.)

PSA (because I know we’re all so excited for Nico but this needs to be said): YOU CANNOT PUT NICO’S IDENTITY ONTO THE SMOL BOY WHOS GOING TO PLAY HIM.

IF THE ACTOR TURNS OUT NOT TO BE GAY AS THE YEARS GO BY WE ARE GOING TO LOVE AND RESPECT HIM REGARDLESS!!

IF ANYONE IN THIS FANDOM KIT CONNORS A FRIGGIN TEN YEAR OLD I WILL FIND YOU AND RIP OUT YOUR SPINE!!!!

EVERYONE’S EXCITED FOR OUR GAY DISNEY PRINCE BUT PLEASE REMEMBER THAT THE ACTOR ISN’T NICO, AND WILL HAVE HIS OWN IDENTITY THAT HE NEEDS TO FIND OUT FOR HIMSELF AND NOT SHOVED ON HIM BY A BUNCH OF RANDOM FANS THAT DON’T EVEN KNOW HIM!!!

Please I know everyone is excited but I am so scared for this kid

... I read somewhere that in the BL Pizza delivery and gold place to whatever didnt have the erm. "lightsabers" they were like fully uncensored. I was all like 'yo what?' and didnt really believe it. Oh boy. Y'all I saw it all.. btw I'm re-reading pearl boy cause its one my favorites and I might re-read full volume too cause I love that one, it's so silly. (if y'all go any recs that are similar to full volume feel free to comment..)

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oopsies guys i forgot to make the schlatt one.. so that’ll prolly come out later this week. I didn’t realize my dads birthday was on the day i was supposed to post it. Oopies poopsies guys

EKKKOOOO

i miss him <\3

COLLEGE!ARMIN SMAU IDEA

Where Armin and his friends sign up for a private study room every week to play their Dungeons and Dragons campaign, until one day (y/n) and her friends are in their room, holding their session. Bickering ensues as to whom the room really belongs to at 5pm, but secretly maybe the blue eyed individual doesn’t mind seeing a certain individual every week…

Feel free to share your thoughts with me here!

what the actual fuck was going though my head. 😟🙏

Never Really Love An Anchor.

AN: i feel bad promising you guys shit that never happens so i made thing little blurb from last night <33

WARNINGS: a little angst, a bit of stalking (if you wanna think of it that way), could be ooc im not good at getting peoples personalities, reader is talking about but never really talks and stuff, use of y/n (like once), FEM Y/N, and that’s it !

based off of Never Love an Anchor - The Crane Wives

Smosh fanfic.

Pairing : Damien Haas x (female) Reader

Enjoy !!

Damien stood staring at y/n from a distance, leaning against a nearby wall and occasionally taking a sip from his red solo cup. Which was filled with horrible tasting cheap beer. Damien liked to people watch, even though it seemed odd to, he felt comfort in doing so. Although, would it count as people watching if he was just watching one person?

He watched as she danced around the room, jumping around and singing along to the songs. He wasn’t one to admire from a far, if this person was just aperson, he would’ve walking up to them and made small talk. Maybe going back to ones house for the night. But no, this was the person. 

Damien remembers it like it was yesterday. The way she looked when it happened, happy and care free. Then the tears covering her face in a blink of an eye. He still feels regret about what he said, if he hadn’t been so young, so dumb. He could tell she was angry, so angry she couldn’t speak. Young Damien couldn’t find it in himself to say anything to at least try and make up for his mistake. ‘It was the right thing to do.’ he remembers thinking to himself. 

Oh how stupid he was. Letting her go.

So there he stood, person watching. Drinking his disgusting beer, regretting past relationships, and sulking in the corner of the room. Watching as she bloomed. He hated himself for it, he hated the way he still loved her. He hated how much of in idiot he was. Therapy does funny things to you when you’re finally in a better head space. Damien finds himself wondering if she ever wondered why he never soothe her fevers, why they never tied her shoes, and why he never held her gently. Damien hated making her feel that way, he wished to be her anchor.