LEGO - Rubber Duck 

Your body is not a trend and if you treat it like one it will never end. Once you’ve got big hips and lips thin is back in and you can never win because that’s the point of the game. Trends never stay that’s how they’re made to be in and then out the very next day making everyone want to look the same when you never actually had to change because you were always enough. The only thing you left behind when you were trying to keep up was your own self love.

-Samantha Camargo

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR.

ANIMES:

Given

Bungo Stray Dogs

Yuri on ice

Nanbaka

Jujutsu Kaisen

Death Note

Angels of Death

Attack on Titan

Hunter x Hunter

Black Clover

Gangsta

Cowboy Bebop

Death Parade

Persona 5

Black Butler

Assassination Classroom

Howl’s Moving Castle

TV SHOWS:

Euphoria

The Big Bang Theory

Gotham

Arcane

The Umberlla Academy

Sweet Home

Hannibal

Stranger Things

The Legend of Korra

MOVIES:

It (2017)

The Breakfast Club

Disney Princes/Males

The Hobbit

The Lord of the Rings

The Dark Knight

Hamilton

Love, Simon

Joker

Shang-chi

Call me by your name

breaking news.

bruce wayne x male reader headcanon.

summary: bruce has been making national headlines once again, but this time, you're caught up in it.

warnings: bale!bruce, panicked!reader, media frenzy surrounding relationship with bruce!

dating bruce wayne in public included explosive media coverage when the news of your relationship first leaked. for weeks upon weeks, it was all every news outlet and the public could talk about—gossip about. people couldn't flip through their tv, or scroll through their phone without seeing:

THIS JUST IN: BRUCE WAYNE, MULTI-BILLIONAIRE PHILANTHROPIST AND PLAYBOY, CAUGHT IN ROMANTIC RENDEZVOUS WITH... A MAN?

it all started with a photo; a voyeuristic shot that framed you and bruce sitting in one of the restaurants that he'd invested in, holding hands and laughing by the candle light. it was one of the many dates where he closed business for the night for privacy reasons—to keep you safe from the public's eye. and judging from the angle, it was evident that it was one of the employees that had managed to stay back in the building.

to be honest, it was tasteful. nothing scandalous or even remotely explicit, especially if you had to compare to the scandals of men of bruce's status. as much as you felt like your privacy was invaded, you couldn't help but feel relieved when you saw bruce's smile in the photo. the way he looked at you with such doting eyes, his thumb caressing over the bridge between your index and thumb, the plates of food left cold because you were addicted to his company, and vice versa.

it was an intimate moment that was ruined by selfishness—greed.

for a brief moment, you felt... scared. the windows in your apartment were immediately shut and blinded by curtains; the locks in your doors were triple-checked; your passwords were immediately changed to new ones you'd probably forget in the future. you felt eyes on your back, pierced through the walls, watching your every move even if they hadn't.

and as much as you teased bruce about leaving him after your fifteen minutes of fame, you needed him more than ever.

"bruce, what do i—what's happening?""alfred's coming, you're at home, right? i'm talking with my security team right now and—"

it wouldn't be long until people found out who the 'mysterious man' in question was.

in less than an hour, your social media presence had a tenfold increase. photos on your feed received more comments and likes you could ever count. many of them ran with the narrative that you were simply an object of bruce's undisclosed desire for men, his boy toy. and before you knew it, the news outlet began reporting the same, including their own findings of your life.

dating bruce wayne in public included him hugging you as soon as you arrived to his manor. it was a protective instinct that had been brewing since he heard how panicked—how afraid you were—on the phone. while multiple phones rang off the hook, bruce took the time to let you breathe into you, to find a sense of peace as he held you, comforted you with affectionate words in your ear, affectionate touches that rendered you calm and ultimately safe again.

dating bruce wayne in public included bruce addressing his relationship with you in a press conference. it was silly that it had come to this point, but he made sure his feelings regarding how the news outlets had turned a relationship between two men into a media frenzy were known.

"yes, i am in a loving relationship with (M/N)." "no, i am not dating a man for relevancy." "who wears the pants—really? security, let's escort him out, please?" "no, my fiancé is not what those rumors have suggested." "and yes, (M/N) is my fiancé. be kinder, and i ever so might have the fleeting thought to invite you all to my wedding."

dating bruce wayne in public meant that you were advised to keep your answers as vague as possible when you were approached by paparazzis. there were few times where you could escape, but they came in massive groups, bombarding you, and the security team that bruce had hired to protect you, with questions that would guarantee the tabloids massive engagement, but you wouldn't falter.

"ah... yes—he's doing very well, thank you." "oh? my coat? bruce gifted it to me on my birthday a few years ago!" "what do i like... uh, cooking! i make a mean burger—ask bruce yourself!"

and as the public began to know you more, through your timid answers, to the wary and tired smile that only emphasized the dark circles on your face, you were rather... charming? compared to bruce, they've quickly fallen in love with how personal you could be at times. where bruce was always stoic and formal in his answers, you stuttered and answered with a laugh, unexpectedly cracking a joke in between.

it didn't take much interaction before the public realized what made bruce fall in love with a man like you.

dating bruce wayne in public included you becoming quite of a celebrity yourself. alongside bruce's, your day was documented from the very minute you stepped onto a sidewalk and started your day. what was your order at the local coffee shop? what did you like having for lunch? your favorite movie? your favorite thing about bruce?

you were a hot commodity and everyone wanted a piece of you.

though, that never stopped your weekly dates with him. golfing, swimming, hiking, eating; you'd hear the clicks of photos being taken from the shadows, and it was bruce who always held you closer, by the shoulders or by the hand to remind you that you were safe with him.

"they'll get tired of us eventually.""hopefully..."

with him by your side, it wasn't so bad that the camera flashes never failed to blind you whenever you two shared a sweet kiss.

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. andif you like this story, please reblog and leave a like!

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

X-Mas list presentation

Batfam x M!Reader

Summary: instead of making a regular Christmas wishlist, the reader decides to make a whole presentation

Quote: “That is all Family! So open up your hearts and your wallets for me this holiday season”

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“Why are you here?” Duke asked Jason.

“Same reason why you’re here, y/n wanted us to all meet up in the living room for some announcement” Jason sighed.

After everyone was in the room, you pulled out your computer and connected it to the Tv, which made everyone confused.

“Hello family, I know you must be wondering why you’re all here” you said.

“Yes”

“Yup”

“Mhm”

“Yeah”

“Can I go back to my game now?”

“Last year you guys totally fucked up Christmas, so this year I put together an entire presentation to tell you guys what I want specifically” you smiled.

Everyone in the room let out an audible sigh/groan. It was known by everyone in the family that you were very dramatic from time to time (24/7). But they never thought you would get this extra!

“Is that really what you called us here for?” Damian grumbled.

“Would you shut up for a second?” You snapped.

“Y/n I don’t think that’s how you should be talking to your little bro-”

“Anyways, Here’s the things you should keep in mind when you’re thinking about what kind of gift you will provide for me this year” you said as you interrupted Bruce from his lecture.

“First of all, I’m the only one who knows how to reset the Wi-Fi, and yeah that’s threat” you threatened.

That certainly got everyone’s attention.

“Secondly, if you don’t get me what I want I will get a sugar daddy, I don’t even care what you guys are going to say, I’ve had so many offers for sugar daddies that it’s unreal. The perks of being son of Bruce Wayne I guess” you said.

“Y/n, you do know that Bruce is rich right?” Jason asked.

“Not the point” you mumbled.

“And third if I don’t get what I want, I will also sell my feet pics online like I did last year” you said calmly.

“YOU WHAT?!” Bruce shouted

“Calm down, I only ended up making about 1 million from it” you sighed.

“ONLY?!” Dick gasped.

“I created a three tier system of different gifting levels, basically, the levels equivocate to how much you love me and how much money you have” you explained.

“Level one is the ‘I’m going to need therapy level’ which is only four to seven gifts. I would probably go into a depressive spiral, actually not probably, I definitely would be depressed” you said.

“Would you stop being so overdramati-”

“I’M NOT DONE YET” you said as you interrupted Tim.

“What would that mean for us? You may ask. It would mean that you would have to pay for my therapy. And the money that you guys spent on therapy would have been basically wasted, you could’ve bought me a whole bunch of gifts right now and avoided the situation” you smiled.

“I think that he’s lost his mind” Bruce whispered to Stephanie.

“You think?!” Stephanie whisper yelled.

“Level two is the ‘You’re getting warmer package’ This basically if you love me- Bruce can you stop whispering to Stephanie” you scolded.

“As I was saying… Level two is eight to fifteen gifts, which is basically equivalent to you texting me happy birthday” you continued.

“Level three is the ‘You’re sleighing it’ level. And if you remember, you guys were just a bit off the mark of hitting this because you guys only got me twenty three gifts. And in order to reach ‘You’re slaying it’ you have to get me twenty five or more gifts, I think this is totally do-able for you guys, especially because you can just use Bruce’s card if you guys are running low on money” you said.

“I have tons ideas for you guys and this whole slideshow is already in your email so you guys can look at it and reference it at any time” you smiled.

Everyone quickly checked their phones to see that you indeed emailed them your whole presentation.

“That is all Family! So open up your hearts and your wallets for me this holiday season” you smiled before leaving the room.

“Yeah he had definitely lost his mind” They all said in synchronization.

“I HEARD THAT!”

Yuri on ice

Yuuri Katsuki

Victor Nikiforov

Christophe Giacometti

Jean-Jacques

Seung-gil Lee

Phichit Chulanont

Georgi Popovich

Otabek Altin

Emil Nekola

Kenjirou Minami

lucille clifton

The gentle love between two doves

Character: Reggie Mantle x male reader

Universe: Riverdale

Warnings: Suicide, murder. Just, all in all, read at your own risk. Very sad.

Reggie’s stride no longer had his almighty confidence. His eyes watered and lost their usual mischievous twinkle. The thick black hair he has always been proud of hangs in his face: all shine gone. His eyeballs were red from crying, and his face was sunken.

Everyone who saw them could only pity him. He had brought this upon himself. If happiness wasn’t enough to keep him safely in the hands that nurtured him with love after the beatings he got from his father. What else could keep him at one’s side?

He walked the corridors of the schools. Every laugh reminded him of his love, the one person he could always count on, who gave him life whenever dark thoughts clouded his mind. Each passionate voice triggered memories of heated arguments that could only be resolved with equally heated kisses.

Nobody dared to look into his eyes. Those who knew the reality looked at him with pitying glances, but for those who didn’t just look away in hatred for him, the wish that everything should be different was strong in their eyes.

His heart ached for the love he once received. But he destroyed it, jumped on the heart that once could do nothing but smile. 

Nobody knew, not even Reggie himself. Although he should have, whenever his eyes averted from his love, for a split second, he could see the smile he so adored disappear. A cold, sad expression replaced the warm, friendly one he had become so much accustomed to.

In the end, none of your hours-long conversations gave him any clue to what might happen. Now the world was cold and empty after breaking the one person he vowed never to hurt.

He could only walk to class slowly, afraid of the judgmental eyes of his teachers. But before he could reach that place, a girl he barely knew gave him an envelope without saying a word or looking at him.

Confused, even irritated, he opened it without a second guess. Shockingly, it was a letter from you. Your perfect, rounded handwriting, which should never have been archived, gave it away. To confirm, he smelled the paper. Mahogany, as always. You always bathe your letters or even small notes you gave him with this scent. In your words: “Everything I love smells like mahogany!”. You even gave him perfume with this scent to show how much you love him.

For a very brief moment, a smile appeared on his suffering face. However, everything changed when he read it. His tears, which had dried for about an hour, flowed again. Tear after tear fell on the letter. A kind of confession, an explanation for many things. Even for your untimely death by your own hand.

Anger grew in him again. Not this time at the thought of your selfishness in doing that one thing that couldn’t be restored, but of himself and his idiocy. He’s never seen the pain behind your smiling eyes, never questioned the silent tears that sometimes randomly rolled down your cheeks, and never wondered about the strange sores that sometimes appear on your skin.

You told him everything that happened and that he was a reason for you to live on, hoping to work through your problems with a lot of therapy in the future. Until then, you would plan to bite through your pain. But then everything fell apart when the book was found, and Reggie could no longer deny it.

But you also told him that he wasn’t the reason you did it, but breaking up with him took away a cause for you to keep going through the mud of your existence.

However, what Reggie broke was the main reason you did it. It made him hate himself even more that he had never suspected anything like this.

Then suddenly, a thought came to him. He hurriedly threw away his backpack after taking out paper and a pen. Just to run out to his car, where he wrote a letter himself. Also, a letter of confession explaining everything about how the book came about. His parents’ abuse, the pressure he was under, and their even stricter rules after he came out to them. His father even went so far as to send him to a conversion camp. He then forced him to have intercourse with women until he could do it without any help and only did it with women. At least, that is what he let his father believe.

He wanted to tell you everything once you both finished school and were out of this hell hole. Not once was he mad at Betty for making it public they all deserved it. But he was angry at himself, disappointed that he never told you, in particular, because he knew that you would’ve understood and would’ve helped.

At least he could do one thing right. He drove to Betty’s house and knocked on the door, which her surprised mother answered. Reggie gave her both letters without many words and asked her to write a story about them, but only tell the truth.

As he walked away, she began to read, tears streaming down her eyes as her hand cupped her open mouth. Reggie looked like a ghost behind the wheel the last time she saw him.

Later that night, the news broke the tragic story of a young man who killed another man by driving him into a tree, killing both of them on impact. Before the investigation could be completed, Betty’s mother came out the next day with your and Reggies story, Reggie being the one killing the man the day before. It attracted all media attention.

In addition to the written statement from him and you, he also gave her his mobile phone. With all your chat logs, even some recorded phone records that he secretly took of the two of you, but most important were the pictures, the thousands and thousands of pictures.

She later wrote a book about your love story, which began when you met on a playground, where you hit him with a plastic toy. Instead of crying, he took it from you and hugged you. You two were made for each other, and everyone could see it. Even Reggie’s parents confirmed this after the public backlash they experienced, which they could never escape. However, your parents took their own lives shortly after your older brother’s misdeeds, which you described in your confession letter, were proven true. However, before they could reap the consequences of their actions, in this case doing nothing about their elder son’s misdeeds towards you, even though they knew what was going on, they took the easy way out. It was he that Reggie pinned against a tree with his car.

Betty’s mother later wrote an entire book about the love you shared with Reggie and stuck to the truth as Reggie wanted her to do.

It triumphantly topped the best-seller charts for over a decade, made several films and even a decade-long series, with the help of Betty’s mother, who gathered all the information and built your story of how it would have happened if you had gotten out of this town.

It didn’t stop people watching after Season 3 when the announcement was made that it would all be fiction from that moment on, considering both you and Reggie were already dead.

Betty’s mother even built a mausoleum in your honor, far away from the town you both had died in, at a place you both wanted to move to, where the earth is always green.

Each year, hundreds of thousands of couples, widows, and everyone in between visit your mausoleum, bring you their own stories and share the love that could never be as pure and strong as the two of you shared. Many had rightly deduced that you knew of Reggie’s actions all along but just wanted to bite the time until you both could put it behind you after leaving that rotten town and therefore had even more respect for you.

But once it became public knowledge, there was no hiding. Now pain-free, sleeping peacefully next to the love of your life, you were happy. For the first time in your existence, you were happy.

The day Reggie arrived at your soul’s resting place, you ran into his arms in tears. He apologized so many times, in response, all you could do was kiss him and lead him far into the distance where the two of you could live the life you two ever wanted, with no more tragedy, just the love story you both.

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