Whoooo!
Just posted the first part of my fanfic onto Wattpad after my friend bullied me into it after I wouldn’t shut up about wanting to romance a mutant turtle!
Concept: MC and Julian singing I want it that way by the backstreet boys :>
(Oof. I started this so long ago that I forgot about it then when I found it I had to wait for inspiration. Sorry if it’s bad, enjoy!)
Scarlett walks into the Rowdy Raven in search of her red headed lover. Her attention is drawn to a corner table which has gained a small crowd. Perched atop a table is Julian and … someone else. The person was the same height as Julian and had their tanned arm slung around Julian’s shoulders. Both had a cup of mead clutched loosely in their hands as they sway singing a sea shanty.
“Scarlett! Come ‘ere, come 'ere I want you to meet Jae.” Julian falls off the table quickly righting himself and sweeping Scarlett into his arms. Jae hops off the table catching themselves before he falls.
“Jae Romano at your service. Nice to meet ya Scarlett, Julian hasn’t stopped talking about you.” Jae bows with a smile, then tugs lightly on Julian’s collar walking towards a booth. The three sit down and begin to talk, telling each other of their numerous adventures. At the mention of a certain city Julian’s eyes light up before he stands and begins to sing.
“You are my fire. The one desire. Believe when I say, I want it that way.” Julian jumps onto a nearby table as he sings, pulling Scarlett up with him when she tries to coax him off. He pulls her into his arms, pressing a kiss to her cheek. The usually loud patrons quiet to watch the show.
“But we are two worlds apart. Can’t reach to you heart, when you say That I want it that way.” Jae smiles, finishing off his drink and stands leaving the tavern. He inhales deeply and leans next to the door right as the the next verse is sung loudly by every patron that knows it.
“Tell me why! Ain’t nothing but a heartache. Tell me why! Ain’t nothing but a mistake. I never wanna hear you say I want it that way.” Julian spins Scarlett with a laugh.
“Am I your fire? Your one desire? Yes, I know it’s too late but I want it that way.” Julian’s eyes widened when Scarlett began to sing before his face split with a large smile.
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Tell me why! Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache. Tell me why! Ain’t nothin’ but a mistake. Tell me why! I never wanna hear you say. I want it that way.” Jae opens his eyes when he feels someone looking at him.
“Hey Muriel. Wanna listen with me?” The taller man moves to stand next to him as he closes his eyes, listening to the singing tavern.
“ Now I can see that we’ve fallen apart, from the way that it used to be. No matter the distance I want you to know, that deep down inside of me!” Muriel lets his eyes drift closed before jumping slightly when Jae’s fingers intertwine with his.
“Sorry.” Muriel squeezes his hand before relaxing again.
“
You are my fire. The one desire. You are.” The crowd softly repeats the last line as they dance with friends and lovers.
“
Don’t wanna hear you say! Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache! Ain’t nothin’ but a mistake! (don’t wanna hear you say) I never wanna hear you say (oh, yeah) I want it that way!” Julian and Scarlett continued to dance, jumping from table to table. Jae pulls away from the wall and guides Muriel away from the Rowdy Raven.
“ Tell me why. Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache. Tell me why. Ain’t nothing but a mistake. Tell me why. I never want to hear you say (never wanna hear you say). I want it that way.”
Buttercups
“Buttercups!” Sai picks up the pot in wonder causing the yellow blooms to sway with movement. She traces the light blue markings that formed a beautiful dragon and contrasted with the rich black before lightly caressed one of the flowers.
“Weird, weren’t you talking about them last week?” Wolf questions, chewing on a donut. Sai shrugs and looks around.
“Yeah and there’s no card so I don’t know who they’re from.” Nila looks up from the small stack of files on her desk, a small smile stretching across her face.
“I bought them.” Sai narrows her eyes and sets the pot down.
“Why?” Nila rolls her eyes before continuing to work on the file before her.
“You were the one complaining about how you wanted more plants and that buttercups didn’t grow close enough to you for your liking. Am I not allowed to be nice?” Sai huffs before sitting down, rearranging the items on the desk.
“…Arigatō.” Nila smiles again and stands grabbing the stack of files before leaving. Wolf looks between the two and rolls his eyes, following after the dark skinned woman.
“So why’d ya really get her flowers?” Nila looks over and lets out a small snicker.
“Did you know that when you send someone buttercups it basically means you’re calling them immature?” Wolf’s jaw drops before he begins to laugh.
“Will you two ever get along?” Nila shrugs and puts away the files.
“Maybe one day.”
All of my Ocs in birthday order.
January
16th - Akiyoshi Lothair King/Rin Valter King
28th - Ulva Lactuca Romani
29th - Brax Sean Daniels/ Jean Leonel Daniels
February
5th - Tyson Millard Stafford
26th - Nila Rye Rosso
March
8th - Heti Agni Mystic
April
1st - Saionji Sara Song
8th - Micheal Alic Bishop
May
7th - Zakiyah Angel Harmon
22nd - Tattianna Alzavola Talisman
June
16th - Neve Tobyn Hayes
July
3rd - Karl Ardal Aziz
17th - Koran Isidro Marc
August
4th - Ryoko Lucifer Gonzalo
14th - Karul Aphrodite Smithe
September
7th - Alvia Ruby Autumns
22nd - Acantha Hippolyta Goldhagen/ Deonisia (Deo) Alfie Goldhagen/ Thai Hortensius Goldhagen
26th - Luna Lupo Verde
October
16th - Tara Wolf Terrors
25th - Izara Verne
November
13th - Ayana Sorve Verne
December
6th - Rosa (Ro) Morte Nero
Just something I found in my WIPs.
It’s the same as always. I lie there listening to the routine thumping of shoes hitting the icy floor. Why is it always cold? Any normal person would have gone crazy from the almost taunting noise. Why do I always hear screaming? It’s completely silent. Every four minutes the footsteps return always going the same direction but never the same people. The heels agitate this steady yet fragile pattern. The sharp and abrupt noise makes the screaming worse. Every time I hear the heels something bad happens. After the heels, I’m somewhere new - yet I’ve been here a thousand times. There’s no way to predict it — it doesn’t have a pattern and I despise it. Sometimes there are 2160 fours; sometimes there’s only 360. There are no days, or hours, or months, only fours. It’s been almost four minutes. The footsteps should be here any second now. The footsteps don’t come but the heels do. I stand preparing myself for the only thing that scares me in this void They claim is my life.
“Follow.” They order. The only thing keeping me grounded is the heels. How often do I have a bittersweet relationship with my surroundings? I’m guided into a chair, strapped in and that is when it begins. They begin to question me and test my limits physically and mentally. I hear an unfamiliar noise. Music? My eyes had long since adjusted to the light of the room allowing me to see Them walk out of the room. They used to keep guards in the room, but it has been so long since I’ve fought back that They’ve stopped.
Millennial Sisyphus keeps entering all the information from his resume into the web form, only for it to delete everything when he tries to move to the next page. He just goes back and types it all up again, over and over again, forever, and he never gets a job.
Millennial Tantalus has been promised that his unpaid internship will become a paid position as soon as the company has space for him. Every week he sees their new job posting. Every week he asks his boss if he can have a real job. The boss shrugs apologetically and says he’ll just have to make do with being paid in experience a little longer. He goes back and keeps working, over and over again, forever, and he never reaches the fruits of his labors.
Millennial Persephone can’t get a job without a degree, but because she had to take out loans to pay for college, she must spend 1/3 of her life working just to pay them off.
Millennial Cassandra’s title is Social Media Coordinator, she was hired to be the expert, but every time she tries to explain the problems in her company’s social media decisionmaking, the managers don’t listen…and end up hiring expensive PR flacks to repair the damage to their reputation when things blow up exactly as she predicted.
Millennial Medusa uses multiple shades of primer and opaque foundation to cover the scars snaking across her face, hiding the bruises, aligning the asymmetry in her broken nose and jaw. Red matte on the lips, green shimmer on the lids. Flawless liner on the first try. She’s had lots and lots of practice. She films her transformation in secret for all to see and learn, and again, men are turned to anonymous stone faces screaming in horror. “Liar!” “Witch!” “Take her swimming on the first date!” These words do not discourage her. These words are a challenge. GlamGorgonXx posts another video.
Millennial Prometheus uploads another PDF to his site. He’s lost track of the printing and edition of this textbook. He knows they just rearranged some of chapters then charge 150 dollars per copy, and the professor wrote the book himself. the ZIP fills uploads successfully, and he starts uploading the next one. He isn’t afraid of the potential lawsuit. knowledge shouldn’t held out of reach like this.
Millennial Circe screenshots all the lewd messages she gets from men on online dating sites and posts them on her very popular Instagram along with their pictures and usernames. When people accuse her of attempting to destroy their reputations, she insists she’s just revealing them for the pigs they truly are.
Milennial Pandora opens an email in her spam box. Oh, what’s this link? She clicks on it. Suddenly viruses and lags spread over her computer.
Millennial Icarus works as a fighter pilot and one day has a terrible accident and falls from the sky. He is honored and remembered by those he worked with. Another possibility is that he’s a window washer and one day slips on spilled water and falls to his death.
Cinderella’s dress, shoes, and hairband change color with your blog!!
This looks perfect on a white background. So pretty to see her dress being silver like it is in the film.
Wow cinderella looks good in macaroni.
this is my favorite addition wow A+
my background is black
i was really excited about seeing this on my own blog and then i remembered my background is light blue :|
SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY IN GRAY
Oh my god! It works!
You have to reblog then tap/click on the picture to see her dress change color though. It does work!!
Nice
ITS MAGIC I SWEAR OMG
Imma see if this works
Reblog if no matter if you have 50,000 or 50 followers, you appreciate every single one. Reblog if you appreciate the messages you get, whether it’s 100 or 1. Reblog if a little smile comes across your face everytime you see a new follower or message. Reblog if even though most of us aren’t tumblr famous, we appreciate the little things.
I hit the reblog button so freaking fast-
You dudes are a bunch of goofballs and i love all of you dearly
…I kinda wanna write some oneshots. I’ve been feeling romantic lately but am single and can’t really interact with people. Anyone have a Obey Me, Arcana, TMNT, RotTMNT or Miraculous Ladybug request? lol
Reblog if you want a terrible, 3 sentence fan fiction in your ask, based on your url
THIS HAS OVER 40,000 NOTES AND WITHIN FIFTEEN MINUTES I FOUND THIS IN MY MESSAGES:
“and then i saw him walk across the room. he got very close to me and whispered “back that sass up”“
80,000 NOTES AND I GOT ONE!
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He descended upon me, that pink archangel, with those pink and ripe nipples. “
12 minutes
“Oh not. Not another fire bender!” I said to myself. But then he came up behind me and grabbed my ass. So he’s cool now I guess
288,250 notes
HALF AN HOUR AT MOST
“Its okay,” he said leaning his walking stuck against the wall and removing the young man’s glasses “ let me frost your roll” matt the blind cinnamon roll blushes as his core softened for his new lover.
i need that
My url is pretty vanilla I doubt something will happen even
Woah thanks anon!!💞❤👀
I don’t even think that’ll happen to me in the next 9000 years
Hope it happens, but my url is just a nickname
Edit- I love the one I got :>
Go on.
Hit me.
Yessssss pleaseeeee
Let’s dance.
HECK I GOT ONE THIS IS UNREAL
OHMYGOD H O W
I hope
it actually happened holy shit
hm my url’s kind of odd i dunno abt this
Y’all-
🅱️lease
My name is perfect for this. Hit me with your best shot.
I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED!
This ought to be good
I dare you.
I want this.
If I get one please make it gay
This would be amazing and probably hard as frak because of my lame url
Please and thank you.
“My my my Moony, don’t you look stunning with that fire whiskey dripping from your lip,” Sirius sighed. Immediately moony blushed and quickly took another sip to avoid saying something new.
how adorable!
Please??
This spikes my curiosity
Yes and @goswlpncmcrfobpjsthpltruaqhb9942
good luck
blease
How would you even do mine, if you will do it at all
Anyone down to send one…?
yall dont hve the balls
lets go
bro fucking crush it my gays, try ur best
my url is pretty boring, but go for it lol
if someone named photography doesn’t get railed by me I dont want it 😤
curiouser & curiouser! come visit if you have the time 🥺😩
I got one 😩 Thank you so much @elronduil-inigo-montoya, this made my day!
I’m terrified, but
do it.
I wonder what will happen if I just put this here.
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