23, she/they Bisexual College student trying to stay alive but failing because I keep eating potatoes by the handful. Cooked, by the way. I'm not just raw dogging potatoes over here.
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Where I’m at right now we have a tornado watch and the high possibility of two tornadoes today.
It’s pretty normal to get a lot of tornadoes during this time especially as spring approaches more and I opened up my weather app just to see if it had gone into a warning because the map showed it more red and I thought I saw the hook of a tornado on it only to have a huge ass ad pop-up while I’m trying to see if I need to let my parents know to take shelter or nah.
Like could you imagine you’re like hold up lemme see and the reason you die is because Sara needs you to know she’s a hot mom and single in your area
Has anyone drawn Nico di Angelo on a death tarot card? Because I want that as a tattoo but like with him holding his sword and I’ve always liked his aviator jacket lol
the reason
Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley (Call of Duty) x Reader
Type: Fluff, smut (minors dni)
Summary: You’re the reason why Ghost wakes up in the morning, and you’re why he lets himself dream at night. (a part 2 to the right thing to do)
Word Count: 5.5k
Warnings: use of female body descriptions, explicit language, masturbation, needles/stitches, forced proximity, pining
A/N: hiii, so yes, this is a part two to ‘the right thing to do’ (yayyy). i’m not gonna lie, this chapter was going to be longer, but i decided to cut it so that 1. you guys can get more ghost content faster and 2. you don’t have to read 20k words. as always, likes/reblogs and comments are always appreciated, hope you enjoy :)
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In Ghost’s life, moments of domesticity were rare. Between his turbulent childhood, his initial years during and after the military, and the crippling paranoia being in special forces came with, Ghost could count all the times he had felt that comforting sense of peacefulness; of safety; of not worrying about who was waiting to kill him or who was going to hurt the people he loved; that feeling; that soft, warm, light feeling; he could count all the times he felt it on one hand.
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What lies within
Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky x Reader
Regency AU
Female Reader
Title by @cycbaby
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Chapter One - Start of a new season
Chapter Two - To get the ball rolling
Chapter Three - Duke Tom Kazansky
Chapter Four - Called upon
Chapter Five - Lord Simpson
Chapter Six - Change of plans
Chapter Seven - Spill the tea
Chapter Eight - The trap
Chapter Nine - The future holds the answers
Chapter Ten - Overwhelming attention
Chapter Eleven - Kerner speciality
Chapter Twelve - Act II
Chapter Thirteen - Hearts and horses
Chapter Fourteen - Love is pain
Chapter Fifteen - The knight who waited
Chapter Sixteen - Loud and clear
Chapter Seventeen - The countdown
Chapter Eighteen - Lord and Lady Bradshaw
Chapter Nineteen - Loaded pistols
Chapter Twenty -
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24 hours before the wedding.
September arrived, quicker than either expected and their wedding was going to happen…in a matter of hours. Both were nervous, but excited. And today the wedding tradition started: the bride and groom would be separated until the wedding, Beatrice would stay with her parents and Rooster would remain at home with Jolene. Both would have their bachelor/bachelorette parties in a few minutes, in fact Beatrice was the one who’d leave the house first much to Rooster’s disappointment.
She looked over her shoulder to where her fiancé - soon to be husband - was leaning against the doorframe with his hands inside his jeans pockets, looking less than pleased, “We’ll only be able to see each other tomorrow at the ceremony?” she smiles apologetically while fixing her hair in a ponytail, “I mean,I know it’s tradition and such but do we have to?”
“I don’t want to either,Roos.” she replies, framing the bangs around her face before turning to him, “But if we don’t, my parents are going to drag me out either way.” Beatrice’s feet take her closer to him and she wraps her arms around his middle and her chin between his pecs to tilt her head up, “Hopefully it won’t take too long.”
Bradley frowns, rubbing the side of her face, “Yeah.” he leans down to kiss her forehead, his mustache tickling the skin, “At least we’ll have our honeymoon the very next day, I guess that can help the absence.”
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” she whispers, her soft breathing hitting his neck and collarbones, his own eyes closing with his lips still against her scalp, a smile slowly growing on his face. He presses a few other kisses on her forehead, then her cheekbones then her nose, before he touches them together, “...are you nervous?”
They were going to be married the very next day, after all.
He thinks on it for a second, looking to the side in thought, “...a little.” he admits, the side of his mouth quirking in a grin, “Are you?”
“A little.” They both laugh at her response, her hands coming up to gently touch the fabric of his white tee, “I guess it’s to be expected.” she whispers, rubbing her thumb and forefinger on the edge of his top, feeling the seam against her fingertips, “...I guess I’m more excited than nervous.”
Bradley smirks,leaning his head back to kiss the side of her face, right underneath her jawline, “Me too.” he was about to do more but the furious honking outside their house, followed by the ‘BABES!!’ made him groan and stop, “Your ride is here.” Beatrice giggles, looking up at his unimpressed face and cupping his cheeks, “Is there a rule for kissing before the wedding? Is that bad luck?”
“I don’t think so?”
“Good.” because his lips immediately land on hers, making a soft moan escape her throat and a smile form on her lips as she wraps her arms around his neck and his own around her waist to pick her up. She wasn’t complaining, considering they’d only see each other tomorrow at the ceremony, it seems fitting that they’d kiss each other ‘goodbye’.
Except that nothing with Rooster was that simple, especially when he pressed her back against the wall and her legs wrapped around his waist, the kissing intensifying exponentially with his hand sliding under her top and her own running up his scalp. Her soft moaning was music to his ears, his hands going down to her–
“Bea!” the doorbell rang continuously, Shells’ voice breaking the reverie and making the two of them look to the door, “Babes! Come on! We’re going to be late!” followed by more doorbell pressing, enough to make Rooster groan in annoyance and reluctantly put Beatrice down. The brunette just smiles up at him, and his flushed lips and mussed up hair, reassuring him they’d see each other again soon.
She disappears into the living room to say bye to Jolene, whose tail thumped on the couch vigorously, licking her owner who laughed in response. Once she did that, she grabbed her bag and sunglasses, smiling at her fiancé “Well,I’m going..see you in a few hours. Have fun with your party!” she says quickly, hearing the Buick’s horn blare again, waving Rooster goodbye and stepping out of the house.
Rooster sighed, approaching the windows on each side of the door to watch Beatrice enter the car - after saying hi to the other women there- looking back at the window to wave at him, earning a wave back and a little smile before the Buick disappeared from his view. He tsks, sliding his hands inside his jeans pockets and looking down at Jolene whose huge head nudged itself between his leg and the window, trying to see the car just like he was, “Well…there’s me and you now,Jojo.” he says and the pittie tilts her head up at him, “Wanna join me in my bachelor party? I think the guys wouldn’t mind you there.”
Jolene’s little whine breaks a laugh out of him, who leans down to pet her head and walks away from the window with the pittie following him, her trimmed claws clicking on the floor.
Meanwhile, Shells drove Beatrice and half of the bridesmaids to the Sun’s Retreat, the bride to be watched with amazement as the large white building with giant windows and palm trees came into view - and Evelyn and the other bridesmaids waiting for them outside - “Do you have the flier?” Shells asked and Bea nodded, grabbing it from her purse to show the blonde, “Good, it’s all they need to know you are the bachelorette. And your name, of course.”
Beatrice holds the piece of paper as if it contained secret information, fearing that if she lets it go it’d fly away and they wouldn’t be able to enjoy it. The parking lot is right in front of the spa and there are two spaces saved up for the Bride and her bridesmaids.
As soon as Shells parks her car, Evelyn,Nat and Halo look up from their conversation to see them, “Finally.” Evelyn smiles, watching Beatrice step out of the car - her eyes still wide in amazement - “We were thinking you weren’t coming.”
“I’m sorry, I was um…” she licks her lips, recalling what happened minutes ago, “Getting everything ready.”
Her taller friend didn’t believe her, but didn’t say anything either, just wrapped her arms around Beatrice in a hug as the brunette got closer. After a few seconds of greeting everyone, Beatrice led the group up the stairs that led to the front doors, looking back at the horizon and seeing the view of San Diego below them, they were so far from everything.
Beatrice pushed the doors open, holding the little flier in her hand and approaching the woman at the spa’s front desk, “Hello um,” she gently slid the paper for her to see, “I…um,I’m the bachelorette.” she didn’t know how else to explain it and yet she felt awkward doing so. The lady looked down at the flier than at her, smiling and asking her full name and the names of the others.
It takes a few minutes for everything to be checked, but eventually they are given the green light to go inside and change into the robes. Robes that were so soft it was like a cloud was covering their bodies.
They were led up the stairs to the private rooms, where they’d start the treatments. They could choose which one to do first, looking at Beatrice as she looks at the options on the ‘menu’ she was given, “I…I think a massage might work.” she says after a few seconds of silence, giving her friends a small grin before they were led away.
Beatrice couldn’t believe how Shells pulled this off, she wasn’t complaining, honestly she was doing a great job as her maid of honor. Since there were a lot of women together, they had to be separated into groups of three and four - since there were seven of them.- into two rooms that were only separated by a divisor which would make it easier for them to talk if there was any need to.
The view was amazing, once again they could see the San Diego horizon from the hearse as they all lie down, their robes pooled by the waist as they rested their cheeks on the tiny pillow, “Look at that view.” Bea hears Shells comment, whistling quietly, “It’s almost as worth it as the massage.”
“Well, it is nice.” Beatrice smiles, supporting her chin on her folded arms as she hears the masseuses getting ready. She had never gotten a full massage before, the only time she went to a spa with her nonna all she did was put on mud masks and have her nails painted, “I don’t think I–” she inhales sharply when she feels the woman’s hand on her legs, pressing the muscle, “I-I’ve seen - ow - such a pretty view.”
“Isn’t it? I knew you’d like it.” Shells says with a prideful grin, one that turns into a minimal grimace when her back thighs are pressed on. Meanwhile Evelyn had her eyes closed, thoroughly enjoying the feeling and unlike her friends, only letting out sighs of relief. On the corner of the room, Nat’s quiet noises of pleasure and complaint added to the sounds of joints popping and to the harp music that played on loop on the speakers.
Beatrice however was enjoying it as much as everyone else, eventually letting her eyes drop shut as the continuous rubbing of her muscles slowly lulled her to a short lived nap. She did fall asleep for a little bit, her friends noticing but saying nothing since she’s been so over the place for the wedding these past months, deciding to talk amongst themselves instead.
She had no dreams, she could still hear some of what was being talked about around her, her body was so relaxed she could feel herself melting into the hearse at any moment.
She didn’t know how long she closed her eyes, but by the time she opened them, the ladies were finished with the massage and were ushering them to the mud baths. Beatrice blinked hard, closing the robe and rubbing her hands on her eyes, “I guess I napped for a bit.” she was still slurring her words just a bit, giving her friends a nervous smile as she hopped down from the hearse.
Her body felt…soft, incredibly soft. Like there was air every time she walked instead of solid ground but she didn’t lose her balance. Since the mud baths only allowed two people each room, they had to separate yet again, this time Beatrice and Shells were the ones instead.
The smell of the mud baths was actually not as bad, there was the obvious smell of sulfur but something else, a fragrance was actually floating in the air. The ladies in the room gave the two privacy to remove their robes after putting their hair up, then slowly climbing onto the warm tub “Oh, shit this is warm.” Shells yelps as Beatrice slowly lowers herself into it, feeling a pressure pushing her back, the mud was so dense it felt like she was floating.
“This is really good.” the brunette whispers, disappearing under the mud until it touches her shoulders, giving the woman responsible for the bath a little wave when she left the room. Beatrice turned to Shells,whose head was leaned back on the small teal colored cushion on the back of the tub, “How’s it?”
“I should be asking you that, bride-to-be. How’s it?”
Bea inhaled deeply, the smell of sulfur and the floral scent entering her nose, “...I’m loving it, Shells, thank you.” she grins, getting comfortable inside the tub as the mud surrounds her like a cocoon, “I really appreciate you doing this to me.”
Shells chuckles, removing the hand from under the mud to wave her off, “It’s fine, you are my best friend.” she pauses, looking ahead with her smile faltering, “..You know…” Beatrice turns her head to the blonde in question, “I don’t think I ever told you how much you meant to me…when we met at Northride, well, I wasn’t expecting you to actually befriend me. I thought that it’d be like ‘oh this crazy girl wants to be my friend? That’s fine,I can handle it for a few months.” she chuckles almost sadly, “You were the first one who didn’t leave.”
Beatrice stared at Shells with her eyes wide, “Shells, you never told me that.”
“I didn’t know how to say it to you.” she shrugs the best she could with the mud around her shoulders, “And, you know, eventually we met Ev and the others and then you met my aunt and Melia. And I met your parents and some of your siblings…and…you know, I really care about you. I really do, Bea. You are like…the sister I never had.”
Beatrice’s eyes were stinging with tears but she couldn’t wipe her eyes because of the mud around her limbs, so she just sniffled and blinked hard to make the tears fall faster, “Wow Shells..I-I…I don’t even know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,babes.” Shells smiles and her own eyes are glinting, “I’m happy for you,I genuinely am happy for you. And I knew from the moment I met Rooster you two would be perfect for each other.”
Beatrice sniffles again, giving her friend a teary smile “Yeah?”
“Oh, absolutely, first time I saw him I thought of you. It was just a matter of time and when you wanted to find a job? That’s how I set my plan in motion.”
“Your plan in motion,” Bea giggles, the tears no longer falling as she adjusted herself on the tub, “Well, your plan went very well, don’t you think?”
Shells laughs, tossing her head back when she does so, giving her friend a knowing look, “I just had to push a bit, everything else was on you two kids. It took a long time but now look at you, soon to be Mrs.Bradshaw.” Beatrice’s cheeks redden, her eyes looking down at the mud bath’s surface, watching the tiny bubbles pop with interest.
“Does that mean you’ll soon be Mrs.Floyd?” at that Shells laughed again, even harder, “What? You love him, don’t you?”
“I love my sugarloaf, don’t get me wrong.” Beatrice was surprised at the sudden nickname tossed in the middle, “But…we might wait a little longer, I’m not in a hurry, neither is Bob, so.” the sentence ends with a shrug and another smirk thrown Beatrice’s way, “Evelyn however, I don’t know…Hangman seems eager to pop the question.”
“I heard that!” comes Evelyn’s voice from the beyond, making the two women look around them, “The walls aren’t that thick, I can hear everything you guys are saying.”
Both Beatrice and Shells looked at one another, before their faces contorted, trying to hold back their laughter with no success, cackling at the commentary like children.
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“Can I say?” Beatrice’s eyebrow arches when she hears Nat’s voice, “I’ve been a bridesmaid once to my sister but she never gave me a full spa day.”
All of them were now having a full facial treatment, hair treatment and mani pedi in a room with a pool in the middle, surrounded fragrant flowers and peaceful music, with glasses of white wine next to them. Beatrice chuckles, her eyes closed because of the cucumbers on top of them, hair up in a towel after being throroughly washed, “Shells is the one to thank, she managed to pull all of this off.”
“Yeah, about that,”Carmen’s voice adds, “How did you pull this off,Shells? This isn’t easy to do.”
“I have connections. Is all I can say.” the blonde giggles, ‘oooh’ing when she sees one of the women bringing strawberries over, popping one in her mouth and immediately trying to stop the dribble, “Oh it’s juicy!”
“I think it’s great.” Evelyn says,smiling at the cold cloth being gently rubbed over her cheekbones, “I think we all deserved a good spa day and if I know our bride to be, she’d want that as well.” which was true, Beatrice couldn’t imagine a better bachelorette party but one with her friends.
It was Halo’s time to speak then, “It’s really fun,” she sips the wine with a soft hum, fixing the towel on her head before it falls over, “Not only we’ll be glowing at the wedding, we are also relaxed? Couldn’t hope for anything better.”
Beatrice smiles hearing them talk, her hands folded on top of her lap as the cooling mask is still on her face,as were the cucumbers. Her skin care routine was much more simple than what she had here, but she couldn’t complain, her face felt so incredibly hydrated and soft she was sure it’d be shining by the time it was over, “I’m just happy you guys are having fun.” she grins, taking in a deep breath, “I hope Roos is too.”
“I’m sure he is.” Nat adds, “The boys are taking him to a brewery then bar hopping, I told them to not get him too drunk before your wedding. It’d be horrible to have your groom be carried all the way into the venue.”
The women laughed, especially Beatrice who was in reality, missing him terribly. It was very silly, she could handle being without him for months but not for a few hours? Maybe it was because of what this absence meant, she’d only see him by the time of the ceremony and that would take…a few hours. It wasn’t her fault!
Beatrice blinked once she felt the cucumber slices being removed from her eyes, with the cooling mask following. Her face felt tight and smelled delicious, she thanked the woman who removed the facial treatment looking down at her freshly painted nails as well. Nothing too intense, just a light pink almost nude color, but something she felt it’d work since she couldn’t remember the last time she had her nails painted professionally.
“How do you feel?” Evelyn asks on the comfortable white stretcher next to Beatrice.
The brunette sighed, biting her lower lip, “...over the moon.” she laughs, “That’s…how I feel all the time lately.”
Evelyn’s gaze softened, “Good.” her brown eyes followed the lady out of the room and she sent Shells a look, “Now, I know it’s usual for the gifts to be given during the wedding, but,” Beatrice looks up when their blonde friend closes the door behind the women, suddenly grabbing a box that was somehow hidden behind a flower pot.
Beatrice looks at all of them, who now were sitting up and following Shells and Evelyn, almost surrounding Beatrice, “What are you guys doing?”
“Here, it’s just something we felt you’d like.”
Beatrice furrows her brows, grabbing the medium sized box to have a better look, it seems heavy…she hums, gently pulling on the bow and letting it fall to the sides before lifting the lid. Beatrice widens her eyes, looking from the box to her bridesmaids with her lips parted “Oh, guys…” she smiles sweetly, pulling out the piece of clothing with her smile never wavering.
It was a jacket, an aviator jacket, with embroidery on the back. But not any embroidery, it was the depiction of a rooster and the words ‘Mrs.Bradshaw’ in curved white thread right below it, “We figured you’d need one.” comes Nat’s voice from her left, “It might get cold and you know, brides use that.”
Beatrice couldn’t stop staring at it. It hit her, finally, that this was real, this was happening, she is going to become Mrs.Bradshaw in a matter of hours. Her eyes stung with tears as she hugged the jacket close, letting a few tears roll down and smiling more when she felt arms wrapping around her body, giving her more comfort than ever before, “Thank you…I…thank you so much for this.”
“You are welcome.” Halo says, “We mean it, you have no idea how much it means to us too that you stepped into Rooster’s life.”
“Yeah, you two were meant to be.” Nat adds and the words that Mav said months ago repeat in her mind. Meant to be. She always believed there were soulmates but she didn’t think she’d have one and yet…there she is, with a soulmate. Cheesy and if she told Rooster that he’d laugh but undoubtedly agree with her.
When they all broke the hug, Beatrice kept on looking at the aviator jacket, smiling so bright it’d break the sun as Rooster would say. And speaking of him, the usual ringtone that signaled his messages - a short rendition of Time After Time - popped in, but the others were too busy talking amongst themselves to pay attention.
Once Beatrice grabbed the cellphone , there was no rule preventing them from messaging one another, she immediately grinned when she saw it.
It was Jolene, wearing his sunglasses and giving the camera a doggy smile. It seemed like they were either in one of the boys’ houses or somewhere that allowed dogs because she could see Payback looking at the pittie with a little grin while tipping a bottle to his lips
Roos (17:40)
The boys took her in, she’s our little drink buddy ( she’s only drinking water babe and having nice cuts of meat I swear)
Bea (17:43)
Aw!She looks so happy!Pls don’t get her drunk, she’s our ring bearer, Roos.
The second image she gets is of him and Jolene, this time she’s no long wearing his sunglasses and is sitting on his lap, still doggy smiling as Rooster takes the picture. the half of his face showing his pearly whites as he grins
Roos (17:48)
She’s not drunk, the waiters here loved her and are giving her fancy meats I don’t even know the name of!
Roos (17:49)
Anyway,I miss you :(. Are you having fun?
Bea (17:52)
I am, I’m having a lot of fun. Are you?
Roos (17:54)
Yeah,I am…just wish you were here, you know? I know I’ll have to wait until the wedding and that only adds up…but I’ll let you have your fun,gorgeous. I’ll keep you updated on Jolene’s drinking journey. I can’t wait to see you.
Bea (17:56)
I can’t wait to see you either <3 and pls send more pics, it’s really cute. I love you.
Roos (17:59)
I love you too, gorgeous. So much
Beatrice lowered the phone to her lap, then looked out the windows as she saw the sky turn from blue to purples,pinks and reds, the sun slowly disappearing. She turns her eyes to the jacket, following the sewn ‘Mrs.Bradshaw’ on top of the rooster head…yeah…
Soulmates indeed.
manifesting 😌
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My boss took it down…she came over, stopped, looked at it, then said, “Let’s try to keep the workspace professional” then ripped him down 😭
Bitch this is professional 😫😤
Sad that the printers at work don’t print in color
I’m crying
I lost focus and had a consensual workplace relationship
I watched the first Top Gun and like, please tell me I’m not the only one who feels the gay tension between Ice and Mav like honestly talk about enemies to lovers
Went to a thrift store today with my best friend of 15 years. We’ll call her M.
Saw a cute sweater that just so happen to be in the medium section.
Now I’m a big girl, usually I wear 3XL or 2XL, but this sweater was plenty big.
I asked M if she’d buy me it because I left my card in my car and we’d driven in hers.
The first thing that pops out of her mouth and so loudly does it travel throughout the small clothing thrift store is, “Will it fit? It’s a medium”
And immediately I could feel my heart drop and my face get red. I could feel myself become this small little mouse and I said, “Yeah….it will”
I was in disbelief and honestly really upset because why make that comment? I have enough problems and to say that so loudly :/
After a while I started to put it back cause the more I stared at it, the more it made my stomach turn.
M tried grabbing it, saying, “No I’ll buy it if you want it!”
But I just said, “No, I just…looked at it and realized I didn’t want it.”
“If I hurt your feelings I didn’t mean to”
And at this point all I could feel was the lump in my throat and trying not to get publicly upset about it.
“No it’s fine. You didn’t hurt my feelings. I just don’t want it”
And then I tried to move on from it. Lately, however, all I’ve been thinking about is how entirely too big I am. How much space I take up. What I would do if I was skinny or at least 100 pounds lighter.
M knows how I feel about my body and to say that made me like shit.
Add it on top of my seasonal depression and I just feel…bleh. I feel like a blob monster that’ll never lose weight.
I do the diet and I do the exercise.
But I just feel like everyone sees the word “fat” when they see me ya know? They don’t see me as just me. It’s like my world revolves around that word and I hate it so much.
They had a supernatural day at my son’s daycare today
I’ve been wanting a tattoo for a while and I want an Icarus falling type of tattoo except replace him with Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle and have Sophie reaching for him or something as well. Idk I just watched the movie for the first time and I’m now like yup I want a tattoo based on these characters lol
Recently got back into my Percy Jackson phase and was curious as to what Percy’s zodiac sign was. At first it showed up he was a Gemini on Google and I almost had a stroke.
But alas, he’s a Leo. (Thank gods)
I also was happy I share the zodiac sign of Sagittarius with Hazel.
Also Nico is an aquarius? I didn’t know any of this.
But happy I am now back into my Percy Jackson phase. I now wanna re-read my childhood.
Literally I was like yes. I planned out to have this entire summer to do a fanfic finally cause I really had some ideas for my Dabi/OC fanfic and I had it all planned out but then my dad was like yes. You are going to work everyday with me. 🤠 I’m going to try and get back into it before the seasonal depression sets in and I can’t write anything. 💀
My playlist starting playing Long Live by Taylor Swift and I couldn’t help but think about a silly little fanfic including Eddie Munson….somebody do it
“And the cynics were outraged
Screaming, “This is absurd”
‘Cause for a moment a band of thieves
In ripped up jeans got to rule the world”
Like it’s cliche a bit and a little corny but like listening to the song, really could be a Eddie one shot 😭
unfortunately i want to make purchases :(
You ever read a fanfic and it hurts to not be able to have it in printed form. Like I’m wanna have this printed so I can read it when I want
My phone is messing up every ten minutes continuously and has like a ghost touch bug where it’s clicking and swiping things as if I’m doing it. I have had two meltdowns and tried to update my software as it might fix it but the wifi wasn’t strong enough. 🙃 I wouldn’t normally care however it of course happened at midnight and I’d like to rant to the void because it keeps trying to call people and make Facebook posts like whatttt.
And I can’t read my fanfiction because every now and then it’ll just click on something and go off the site I’m reading.
Have cried at least five times because I’m exhausted and just want to read before I have to go to bed and then wake up to go to work.
Somebody recommend me some good Sakura/literally anyone fanfic or Time travel naruto fanfic. I have been on FFN and AO3 and I feel like I’ve read almost everything 💀
I keep trying to read fan fiction but this damn moth keeps smacking it’s head on my phones screen