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love-dove-noora · 9 months
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How would task force 141 react to the reader trying different lipstick shades and kissing them each time until they find 1 that they like??
Oh i love this ask!💚
The only 141 men i write for are Soap and Ghost, just letting y’all know😊
Not an attack or anything like that, but a ps. for everyone who requests in the future,please add an emoji to the end of your ask so i can answer everyone’s requests equally!💚
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You and Johnny were in the cosmetics shop, he was glad to follow you around like a lost puppy but eventually his feet started to hurt so you found the makeup isle and a bench made for all the boyfriends of the world. He was looking at you and sometimes glancing at his phone (which has a background picture of you on it) to see the time. You had been looking at foundations, eyeshadow palettes, and perfumes, sometimes even turning around or walking up to him to ask his opinion, which stays the same because he loves everything on you or off of you. But then the lipsticks come on you gently turn around and ask him to come next to you. He does what he is told no questions asked, you apply some lipstick and look at him with mischief in your eyes. He is getting ready to tell you his opinion, because thats what he assumes you asked him to came here and do, but can’t get the first word out before you kiss him on the edge of his mouth, it leaves a nice pink mark that blends greatly with the blush rising in his cheeks.
Your boyfriend and you were getting ready for a date night but you couldn’t seemingly get the right lipstick shade to match “Simon please come here” you whined. Nothing you owned didn’t seem to look right you look to your side with a pile of makeup wipes that have been stained with lipstick. He comes in with his dress pants on but the button up not fully buttoned. You order him to sit on the toilet which he does, as you continue to whine and complain, he looks a little too amused you think. You narrow your eyes as the thought comes into your head, now you can be amused too. You tell him about your little problem with the lipstick as you line up all the lipsticks you have. You look at him with fake puppy dog eyes and try out a nice rich red lip, perfect for the start. He tries to tell you it looks nice but you grab his face with both of you hands and pull him into a surprise kiss. Great one off the list!
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iri-desky · 4 months
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◇ A Few Headcanons About the R1999 Characters. ◇
●♡● All Very Fluffy! ●♡●
○ Pavia is a horrible cook. I mean, terrible. He usually just grabs meals at restaurants or TV dinners, throwing the leftovers to the wolves (literally) -- that being said, his mother was a fantastic, meticulous cook. Although he's never met her, he wants to try and learn to cook in a similar fashion as her.
○ Zima often is too anxious to communicate with people face to face. As such, sometimes he allows his birds to take letters or notes to different people, using them as a personal mail system. His English writing isn't quite the best yet, although some magical enhancement fixes that.
○ TTT knows everything about pop culture or the latest TV hit... as someone stuck in some TVs, she of course is constantly plugged into that. If there's any gossip going through the channels or news, she knows it. Although, strangely, her channels are somehow still tuned to what they were back in her Era, on the same timeline. For all the arcanists who are from eras newer than hers, she desperately tries to tell them not to spoil any given event unless absolutely necessary. Of course, a lot of the more mischievous arcanists take advantage of this to mess with her.
○ Erick has claimed a portion of the wild area as her own, claiming it's her domain. No one argues.
○ An-An Lee and Horropedia constantly banter about horror movies. They've been inseparable ever since An-An was summoned to the suitcase -- everyone senses trouble brewing thanks to this duo.
○ Zima and Voyager get along swimmingly, and Zima has pretty much adopted Voyager as his daughter. This is because both of them share common loves; nature, the arts, and silence. At times, Voyager may visit Zima while he's writing, and play her violin as a calming soundtrack to soothe his nerves and coax inspiration.
○ The Knight is always awake, as he doesn't have a body that needs to be charged any longer. However, he still enjoys his freedom at night by perusing the many books in the library within the suitcase, all from dozens of eras. Sometimes he even reads old fairy stories from his Era, and even explains their origins to others -- especially the kids, as he sometimes gives them tales of heroism to entertain them!
○ Medicine Pocket sometimes sleeps on the floor, eats their food while sitting cross legged on the floor, or wakes up the others at dawn... basically, every doglike mannerism you can imagine a human can have while still being somewhat civilized, they probably have it. They also have especially strong senses, and once sensed the identity of another arcanist entering the suitcase again by scent alone.
○ Horropedia once pranked the other arcanists in a Scream-style adventure -- where he convinced them he finally went nuts. There was a copious amount of horror references throughout as he called each prank-ie, asking "wanna make a scary movie?" (/ref) , and the only person involved who understood them all was Blonney. Horropedia won't get over that, and he was way too happy about it.
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cumtastiics · 7 months
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hi! id love more doctor yandere imagines please? thank you so much!!
YANDERE DOCTOR
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hi hi of course!! sorry for the bit of a late reply, hope you enjoy! 🤍
might name yan! doc aurelius?
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i think yan! doc would probably be a bit blunt.
if you're someone who can be easily hurt by words, he'd just tell you to get over it.
not that he wants to hurt you or anything, that's just the way he is.
i imagine him from a prestigious family, and he definitely acts like it too. probably expects you to act like it too.
he's smart, rich, and well liked. why would you not want him?
he'd probably take you as his patient. he doesn't believe at love at first glance, but that changed.
if you don't accept him, he'll probably be strict on you. watching you every single moment.
however, if you accept him, he'll be more lenient with you, being understanding with you!
so surely you'll love him. right?
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"You have to get back to bed, it's not good for you to be wandering around," he says, helping you walk back to the uncomfortable hospital bed.
"But-!"
"No buts. Do you not believe your doctor?"
You stayed silent.
Arguing was pointless anyways.
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carnivorous-parasite · 2 months
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Ehmmm can i have ler medic hcs? For science☝🤓 have a wonderful day!
Of course my lovely anon!!! <3
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Ler Medic hcs!!
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• tl;dr: fucking pure evil
• first of all he gives all the mercs checkups- therefore he knows everyone's spots and does not hesitate to use this information against them
• imagine. Everyone now knows your worst spot bc you wanna talk crazy
• I like to think he gets in pretty bad ler moods every now and then, which mainly consist of him bouncing off the fucking walls and going feral until he gets the chance to tickle someone.
• Absolutely murderous teases like god DAMN.
• Loves to pull shit like, he's just examining you! Or he's just checking for broken bones! As he pokes at ur sides and ribs. What a good doctor :)
• He so strikes me as the type to tickle two spots at once and force his lee to choose which one tickles more, he doesn't stop until he gets a definitive answer
• I've said it before ill say it again: he loves doing that thing where he counts your ribs and starts over if you move
• laughs along with his lee
• he definitely tends to lean more towards gentle, teasy tickles, but can be rougher if he so pleases. He's good at both but thinks gentle is more fun
• he LOVES chases, u should let him chase you as enrichment. He mostly loves it because he literally always catches u no matter what
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RAAAH I hope these are good! I'm rlly scatterbrained bc I have so many requests to get finished bc I let them pile up !!! I hope u like these!!
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emmymaehereeeeee · 2 years
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austin helping you study for finals and edging you underneath the table BRRRR
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oh lord have mercy
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thank you to @shes-nott-me for helping me out on this piece! If you haven’t already, go check out her works right now!! :)
You had dreaded this moment since the start of the semester, that time being finals. Notebooks, sticky notes, flash cards and pencils were all askew atop the table. You were copying down something from the textbook when Austin pressed a kiss to your neck. “Hey, angel.” You hummed in response not fully acknowledging his presence, “Doll, hey- I’m talking to you.” You turned your head away from your textbook, “There’s my girl.” He smiled happily. “Can you please help me with this?” You held up the stack of flash cards, he grabbed them and flipped through them.
“Human anatomy?” He chuckled, “Nice.” He held up the picture on the back of the card, you leaned on your hand staring at it, “C’mon, angel, you’ve got this.” You sighed, knowing good and well you had no earthly idea what the hell the squiggly lines were supposed to be. “Umm, kidney?” Your voice sounded unsure. Austin flipped the card around, “Small intestine? What the hell, that doesn’t even look like a small intestine!” You buried your face in your hands.
“Hey you drew the pictures.” Austin retorted, you grumbled in response. A few moments later you picked your head up to stare at him, a mischievous smirk played across his lips, “Maybe you need a little incentive to get you going.” You felt your face grow hot, your tongue felt heavy in your mouth. “Don’t get all shy on me, sweet girl. Hear me out at least?” He held your chin gently in between his thumb and his pointer finger. Your eyes were locked in a semi- permanent gaze with his, “Spread your legs for me.” You pulled your legs apart and Austin’s slender fingers made their way to hem of your panties. “This alright doll?” You bobbed your head up and down, “Now here is my proposition to you, you get an answer right-“ he slid two fingers inside of you curling them in a come biter motion. “You’ll get rewarded- you get it wrong-“ He pulled his fingers out of you, causing you to whimper at the sudden loss of contact. “You don’t get what you want.” He brought his fingers up to your mouth, “Open.” He tapped your bottom lip, you opened your mouth allowing him to slide his fingers in, “Sound like a deal?” You bobbed your head up and down, “Such a good girl.” He pulled his fingers out of your mouth wiping the salvia off on his pant leg he picked up a flash card. You tried to rub your legs together to ease the pressure between your legs, Austin swatted at your legs, “Uh-Uh, none of that.” He held the card up showing you the picture.
“Heart?” You replied, Austin nodded his head and smiled. He slid two fingers into your dripping cunt. “Hah- fuck.” You mumbled out.
“Look at you, already cursing and I’ve barely gotten started with you.” He chuckled, making your skin burn with embarrassment. He slowly curled his fingers inside of you causing you to shift your body closer to him. He set the card off to the side exchanging it for a new one.
“Gallbladder?” He continued to curl his fingers deeper into you. “Smart girl.” He mumbled.
“Sp-Spleen?” He withdrew his fingers from you, “N-no, uh lymph nodes!” You cried out.
“Hm, sadly that’s the wrong answer, angel.” He rested his ring clad hand on your leg, with his free hand he held up another picture.
“K-Kidney? Please Aus.” You gripped his wrist and pushed it toward your pussy. “Uh-Uh, remember our deal.” He smirked, slowly inserting his fingers into you.
“F-fuck Austin!” You held tightly onto his wrist, “Deeper please.” He listened to your pleads, but only for a moment.
“What’s the function of the spleen, doll?” He asked, continuously slamming his fingers into your dripping heat. Your mind grew foggy, Austin awaited your answer. “Answer me!” He growled.
��It- It fights invading germs!” Your head fell back, “Hah- fuck!” You clenched around his fingers, “AUSTIN!” You screamed his name out, his thumb teasing your clit now.
“Not the full answer I was looking for.” He chuckled, gaining some type of sick enjoyment from seeing you all worked up. He pulled his fingers out of you, “Again, function of the spleen?” Your lungs burned, tears were rolling down your cheeks, “I dunno, please Austin. Please need your fingers!” Austin shook his head, “Function of the spleen.” He teased your clit applying gentle pressure.
“Fights invading germs, uh FILTERS THE BLOOD.” You screamed the last part. Austin pushed his fingers into you, “Oh shit!” You mumbled.
“Good, such a good girl for me.” He mumbled, watching how his fingers made you squirm. “My smart little girl.” He groaned at the sight of you pushing yourself back onto his fingers, “So fucking needy.” He glanced back over to the stack of cards, “Kidney- definition.” “Cleanse the blood of toxins and- and then turn waste into- into urine- fuck me, oh Jesus!” You were writhing under his touch.
“Doing such a good job for me, my smart little girl.” He mumbled. You lifted your head up to look at him, your eyes were hooded but you could clearly see that his were filled with lust. “Maybe I should fuck you, since you’re doing such a good job.” He groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers. “Please please please.” You whimpered out, the smell of sex filled the air, Austin continued to go deeper adding another finger into the mix. The new addition to your already throbbing pussy sent you over the edge. “Jesus fucking-“
“Christ!” Austin finished your sentence for you, watching as your legs shook. He hit down on his lip. The thought that he made your body feel that good well it made his cock rock hard. “Shit.” He said breathlessly.
You slowly came back to your senses, “Mm, Jesus.” You slowly pushed your self back into an upright position. You stared at the flash cards then back at Austin. “Think you’ll remember the terms?” He asked, rubbing his hand on his pant leg.
You shook your head no, “I think I’ll need another study session, with your help of course.” You smiled slyly at him.
“Whatever it takes to get you to pass baby girl, we’ll do it.” He pulled you in and crashed his lips into yours. In the end you passed your final not all but partially due to Austin’s many many study sessions with you.
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polaroid-paranoid · 2 years
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General Headcanons I have for Medic!
Totally the type to sing in the shower.
His singing sounds more like a lamenting goose, and does it regardless of whether or not the mercs can hear him.
Sometimes sings lullabies to his doves.
Definitely baby-talks his doves as well.
I feel like he’d be the type to take frigidly cold showers with no issue.
He's not generally all too interested in art, but can perfectly sketch almost any skeletal structure of any organism without any flaws, and can even list off every single bone in such an organism as well.
Gets rather annoyed whenever somebody touches his medical equipment, yet not quite in the way Heavy is with his mini guns.
It’s more of like a strange OCD thing, ‘this scalpel must be exactly tilted at 72 degrees, the blade just barely poking off of THIS exact table this much, anything else and it’ll look off’.
He wears a pair of dove slippers he got from the mercs on Christmas.
The one time he tried to cook, he nearly burnt down the base and horribly scorched his hair.
He is no longer allowed in the kitchen.
Holds grudges easily, although you can never tell if he has something against you unless it’s something that absolutely enrages him.
He's not all too much of a fan of large parties, and more prefers small group hangouts with a large glass of beer or two.
He has little cravings for the food back in Germany, of which he often goes to Heavy for (I feel as though Heavy would know at least SOME cuisine other than his own).
Despite the horrifying (and rather unethical) experiments he does on the mercs, they aren't nearly as comparable to what most of the mercs have already done to their body (Spy smoking non-stop, Scout's Bonk craze, and Demoman's alcohol addiction).
He’s surprisingly good with children, and is more of a fun-loving parent/caretaker than anything.
His favorite flower is Foxglove, and has a white foxglove plant in the Medbay that is horribly wilting and is in dire need of a pot change.
Literally cannot take care of plants unless reminded of his plants by somebody else, as he’s usually too caught up in his work to remember to care for them.
If he's ever in love, he's falling right in the 'unhinged/psychopathic hopeless romantic' trope.
His favorite music genres comprise of classical and orchestra, his favorite song being, “La Danse Macabre”.
I feel as though Medic’s either a Gemini or Aries.
Medic's favorite season is Spring. Mainly because of the influx of animals for him to harvest organs from.
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bow-n-scales · 2 months
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“ew men”
— child of nemesis at one point
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neglectedbond · 3 months
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𝟑-𝟓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.
𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒:
Pluma:
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Luna:
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𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:
Pluma:
Depends on the perfume. She typically wears different scented perfumes (mostly flower-scented) that range from coffee, vanilla, orange blossom, peony, damascus rose, white musk, & bergamot. If she does not wish to wear anything her scent usually is earthy & coconut-ish.
Luna:
Luna usually smells quite nice & is mostly natural other than the shampoo (honey/herbal) & soap (fruity) she uses. Sometimes she uses baby cologne since it is subtle with the smell itself being either sweet or having that 'rainy' type of scent.
𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍:
Pluma:
Pluma is a very formal person. Even if she were in a casual setting, she usually sticks out like a sore thumb due to the way she dresses. Most of the time, she is seen wearing a grey tailored suit with a black top underneath, a cropped jacket, high-tailored trousers & heels. This is usually accompanied by small pearl earrings, a necklace & a small handbag. However, this outfit is mostly during colder weather.
During summer, while still remaining the fancy woman that she is, she wears a blouse (long-sleeved), a high-waisted skirt (ankle length) & heels. For accessories, she wears, a pearl necklace, pearl earrings & a bag with brown handles & gold-colored embellishments. She doesn't like to show a lot of her body but makes sure that the fabric is thin & comfortable so that she does not struggle during this type of weather.
Her hair is usually down on her shoulders & styles similarly to the bombshell blowout with soft layers. Her hair is naturally black & she has never dyed it.
Luna:
Luna's favorite season is summer due to being able to wear the clothes she likes the most. While not revealing at all, they lean towards the cuter side of things. Usually, she wears white crop tops, burgundy ribbed cardigans, light blue jeans (sometimes high-waisted) & sneakers. Very rarely does she wear heels as she tends to get back pain due to her height. Overall, she wears very comfortable clothing during summer.
During colder seasons, she surprisingly doesn't cover much as she thinks the person won't be able to see 'her cute fit'. She wears a long-sleeve top, lace short-shorts, thigh-high socks, & platform boots. Sometimes she throws in a fluffy jacket, but most of the time she is just not dressed for these specific seasons & thus ends up getting a cold.
For accessories, she doesn't wear earrings as they tend to hurt her ears due to how sensitive they are. She wears necklaces or chokers & usually has hello-kitty hairpins on her bob-styled hair. Her purses/handbags are sanrio themed.
𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒:
Pluma:
Small black wallet.
Picture of her son, Benicio.
Taser.
Luna:
Hello Kitty themed cellphone.
Lip balm.
Expired nail polish.
𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄:
Pluma:
She is one of those people who will not look at you if you get in her way or say something distasteful. She will speak to you, but she will not glance at you & her gaze will always be focused on something else. She is a very resentful person & tends to be quite cold if she does not enjoy the presence of those around her.
Motherly mannerisms. The way she moves is both elegant & graceful, but the essence of motherhood is always present in front of children. It might be subtle & some might not even be able to tell. When it comes to children, her touch & her movement are so gentle people often forget how cold she is. Of course, the darkness of her gaze always remains, so no matter how kind she could be, such a stare typically instills fear in children.
Luna:
Luna is incredibly animated, everything she does is seen through her body language, especially when she is excited. The little rub of her hands, the back & forth of her feet, the nervous yet full of happiness grin when someone speaks to her & the shimmer of her eyes when someone says they care.
Though she is very tall, she is surprisingly 'petite' in her overall semblance. Delicate & soft movements. Some of her female roommates thought of her as someone who was the protector, but in the end, she ended up being the one protected. Fragile & vulnerable, that is what most of her friends think of her.
𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒:
Pluma:
A small apartment with a sterile ambiance, every surface reflects the efforts to maintain immaculate cleanliness. A lone chair sits perfectly aligned with a minimalist desk in the living room, & a monochromatic rug lies beneath. No creaking floorboards, no hum of appliances & most of all, conversation. Everything about it is eerily quiet. The bedroom, with its perfectly made bed, exudes a sense of detachment, so much that it feels. . . sorrowful. It appears no one lives here, no one at all & yet, a woman is sitting at the edge of the bed, crying & staring at the picture of someone who is now long gone.
A toy, to be precise, a teddy bear with its fur now muted by the accumulation of dirt & time, remnants of a childhood that haunts those who loved him. It lays there, on a shelf, untouched & treasured as it continues to be a connection to a child who left too soon.
Luna:
There is a small room that is both welcoming & tinged with a very palpable sense of loneliness. The walls are decorated with faded posters & fairy lights that cast a soft, warm glow, creating a cozy & welcoming ambiance. At the center resides a well-worn bed where an array of large & small plushies remain, almost falling from the edges. Each one has its own story, some worn out from years of companionship, while others were vibrant & fresh from almost suffocating affection.
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love-dove-noora · 9 months
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hii <3 do you have any headcanons on how 141 would react to late night construction thats keeping both them and their partner up? maybe their partner's finally like "😐 i need a drink and a movie" sorry if its specific it's 11:42PM they're doing roadwork outside and it's killing me inside 💀💀
I’m sorry you haven’t been able to sleep, i wish you restful nights💗
Ps. Sorry i don’t write headcannons simply fics and blurps
The only 141 men i write for are Soap and Ghost, just letting y’all know😊
Construction site
You and your boyfriend have just been able to move in due to Ghosts or as you know him Simons vacation being postponed. The landlord did inform the two of you that there would be a construction work being done near by soon but you didn’t have a specific time on when to expect them. So now you find yourself with roadwork being done right at your apartment buildings front door. Due to said complications you didn’t get to drag in some of the big items *cough* your bed, which led you here at the beautiful hour of 22.48 in your mattress with your boyfriend “What is this a construction site, please people live here!” You exclaimed to Simon. He knew there was nothing he could do. He wishes to sleep as much as you do. Maybe he’ll file a complaint in the morning he thinks. You were just finishing your rant as he brings out a bottle of wine from one of the boxes “you want a drink?” He asks gently stirring you out of your frustration. “Yes but we don’t have wine glasses they are still in the back of the truck.” You say still a little frustrated but calmer. He motions at you to go to the couch as he mutters about handling the glasses. You pick a movie and spend the rest of the night with a movie coming from the tv and drinking wine out of mugs.
Johnny was staying the night at your place, the two of you were just laughing as you got back from dinner. Now on your couch with a lot comfier clothes you laugh as you ask “why do they call you Soap anyway?” Just as he is about to answer that’s when it starts. The drilling, it’s like the whole building is shaking, and it probably is. You groan as you feel it. “Seriously there are families with little kids living here, why do they have to do this now.” The question completely rhetorical, you look at your boyfriend as a way to say sorry for the noise interrupting the night. He just smiles like this doesn’t bother him, he’s just happy to finally spend time together. He kisses you softly as in to say everything is all right and the night is still young. He turns to the television the two of you have been ignoring witch is showing the front page of Netflix. He goes through genres as you get up and go to the kitchen, once you come out with two beers in hand he has all ready narrowed down movie options.
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muertawrites · 2 years
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yeah i totally agree with you!! hopper definitely has a soft spot for eddie! I can totally imagine him running into wayne every other week (cause yk, small town) and he always asks about eddie, always finishing their talk with “he’s a good kid” (to which wayne always nods, he’s a man of few words)
eddie is terrified of hopper but also loves him and recognises how much he tried to be there for him during hard times. he also loves to annoy hopper. like all the time. hopper secretly loves it too, though he would never let it show (his daughter absolutely knows it) - 🕊
oh my god hopper and wayne as in laws i'm fucking flailing at the cuteness of it all i love grumpy old men with hearts of GOLD <3
i don't even have anything to add to this. it's perfect as it is.
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carnivorous-parasite · 4 months
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i really love the idea of Medic teasing somebody into tickling him
like, laying himself over ur lap. letting his shirt come up to expose just a bit of his tummy. stretching out like that
maybe he tries to annoy you into doing it, or maybe tickles you first just a little bit to give you the idea of getting him back
and then when you inevitably DO tickle him he just eggs you on the whole time
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Hi! 😀 So… the holiday season is almost upon us and I would like to request some HC’s with any combo of characters on how they would celebrate (anything) with their s/o (if at all). Happy holidays~ ✨✨✨ -🕊 anon
Since I’m most familiar with Christmas and New Year’s I’ll stick with them. I promise to try and get your yandere version done soon. 
🎄Christmas🎁
Germany: When it comes to the holidays, Luther does the bare minimum in terms of effort. Even if his darling is there. He contributes premade advent calendars, usually the chocolate kind. His decorations usually result in a single wreath on the front door and the window stickers. If his darling wants more, she is welcome to set up and do anything she desires for the home. To gain his help, she just has to sweeten the deal; a kiss or two, maybe a case of his favorite beer. Then he might hang up those lights outside.
Together they will transverse the Christmas Market. Looking at all the different goods, making gift purchases, and commenting on the different items. Overall, it’s a sweet time to enjoy together.
On Christmas Eve, Luther will slip away. One of his gifts to you is to have the ‘Christkind’ come and not only set up the tree, which he does in a very simple way but also leave some gifts. If you are of the tradition to open on Christmas morning, then he may accept that and only open one gift. If you can prevent him from touching the others. 
Romano: Fabrizio enjoys Christmas. One of his favorite parts is having you help set up the small nativity he has preserved throughout the centuries. If you don’t use a nativity, then after helping with his, Fabrizio will help you create your own little thing to set up. Even going as far as to fabricate a special one just for you. Afterward, then it is going out and seeing all the different Christmas displays, commenting on the beauty of each one.
He is gonna push to do some of your traditions. It doesn’t matter if it's only watching the Christmas Story on Christmas day, making special cookies, or even sleeping under the tree. He wants to truly blend your traditions with his for Christmas.
At some point, his family will hold a small party that lasts a week. It's just the Italian trio and each one will bring their darlings. The party starts out simple with a homemade dinner, singing of various Italian Christmas Carols, and doing many small Italian traditions. Then when all the spouses sleep, the men discuss business and show the darker traditions of their Christmas celebration.
China: Jin views Christmas like we view Valentine's Day. It is a time for lovers and a time for friends. His start to the holiday celebration is simple, a Peace Apple to be shared with you. Its simple message of 'Merry Christmas' scrawled on the tender flesh is enough to make you tear up.
During the marathon of Hallmark Christmas movies, in which Jin will swear up and down to other nations that it was your idea, he suggests making paper ornaments. As yours pull inspiration from your own traditions and memories, so do Jin’s. Their small dragons and lanterns create a ferocious tree. 
Once the world calms down on Christmas Eve, you and Jin will gaze at the fully decorated tree. Warmth lulls the both of you into a gentle haze as the presents sparkle in the red lights. It will be something he hopes to do every year with you for as long as you two are together. 
Wales: Jareth isn’t the biggest fan of the holidays. He doesn’t care for the loud atmosphere and the push to be kind to those he could care less for. Though for you, he would silently suffer a thousand parties if it made you happy.
The fae lookalike possesses the ability to cook just like Oliver. Though he doesn’t use it often, during Christmas time he will push for the two of you to make toffee together. The excess is placed into multiple dishes and goods for you to enjoy together. Sometimes the supply lasts well into the New Year.
Instead of regular carolers, you will be treated to Mari Lwyd. Jareth would give a small smile to you as a small group of people hold up a horse skull draped in grey, singing for entry into his home. Jareth will encourage you to join him as he sings back. The contest goes on until the parade decides to move one, usually about 10 minutes.
🎆 ~New Years ~ 🍾
Germany: During the New Year, the two of you would attend a party hosted at his father’s home. The warm atmosphere is rich in Germanic traditions. The night would kick off with drinking Bowle and reading melted lead to predict your future for the New Year.
As the night goes on and as the drinks warm your stomachs, Lutz will produce a small, good luck charm for you. Showing you his own matching one.
Lastly, as the clock strikes midnight, a long and passionate kiss shared between the two of you is how you greet the new year.
Romano: As the sun rises on the 31st you are awakened to Fabrizio gifting you a simple set of red underwear. Its scarlet hues cause your cheeks to match, which darken from Fabrizio’s gentle kiss.
As the hours seem to shorten at the year’s end, Fabrizio and you both go about collecting all the old things that you no longer want or need from your homes. Once filled, the boxes are slid to a nearby window. From there, the two of you throw out the old things. Cheering as the New Year is welcomed into a fresh home.
His New Year’s with you ends with the coming of La Befana. Stockings hung on the Feast of Epiphany will then be filled with simple goods. That next morning is spent in the company of each other, eating chocolates, and in matching red pajamas.
China: The Lunar New Year is when Jin's holiday season is in full swing. You guys kick it off by cleaning the entire house together. All the silver is polished, the floors shine, and the glass is almost invisible. During the cleaning, he leaves you small red envelopes with not only money but sweet love letters.
As night falls, the two of you go out and dance the night away. Roaring with the dragons and grooving with lions the thrill of a fresh start only makes your smiles grow. As the fireworks paint a temporary aurora of colors, you kiss.
Wales: For New Year’s Eve and Day there isn’t much of a difference between Jareth and everyday life. The two of you will enjoy a quiet evening, spent in the arms of each other while you reflect on the year. Giggles at the new inside jokes and tears shed for all that was lost throughout the year.  
A few days after the New Year’s kicked itself into full swing, you are surprised by the knock at the door and confused at how Jareth brings a small bowl of goodies to the door. Once opened you are excited to see the little children sing and wish you a Calenning. To which you and Jareth give them treats in exchange. A simple but sweet tradition that the two of you enjoy.  
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polaroid-paranoid · 2 years
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Scout & Medic (separated) hcs for insomniac! S/O? They wake up early, they also wake up randomly during night. Insomnia’s biting my ass lately :> Thank you!
Of course, I hope you feel better soon!
Medic and Scout with an S/O that has Insomnia!
Medic:
When he first saw on your information files that you had insomnia, he originally had no plans to perform tests in order to cease such symptoms and all the such, as insomniac symptoms was rather widespread throughout the base, as even he had felt incredibly deprived of sleep with the mercs constantly getting into trouble, along with his doves and all the whatnot.
Yet as he got closer to you, he noticed you could hardly even stay awake during battles, even with all the loud explosions, hollers, and gunshots, and soon felt as though he could at least help you stay safe in the battlefield without you falling face flat due to your absolute lack of any form of decent, nor proper sleep; after all, he is the team’s Medic.
He’ll soon start trying different treatments for your insomnia, and will request an extremely comfortable resting area (specifically designed and made) just for you, and will stop by no means in order for you to get quality rest, and will get so hyper fixated on YOUR sleep that he disregards his OWN sleep.
If you ever wake up during the middle of the night, chances are he’ll either be awake working on his endless piles of paperwork, or he’ll wake up alongside you (as he’s an incredibly sensitive sleeper), and will always be more than willing to provide you with whatever need/want you may have, lest it be a small cup of water, more blankets/pillow, or even just a plate of food, as he cares a lot about you and your well-being!
Scout:
He had always been “confused” as to why you were always so tired, yet had never really questioned/pressed upon you to figure out the reason as to why you were so fatigued, although always just assumed you were suffering from a general lack of sleep like everyone else in the base had been, albeit your case seeming a bit worse.
He sleeps like a log, so for a while he hadn’t noticed you were waking up in the middle of the night until he had been waken up by you getting up off the bed, which then he was incredibly confused by until you explained that you had often woken up during the night, just that you had often laid there, waiting to go to sleep if you even COULD.
He’d then feel terrible that he hadn’t noticed before, and immediately go to Medic, asking for him to do anything to help you with your sleep issues, and will do practically anything to accommodate to your needs if you have any, and will often do so without any question (yet of course he’ll occasionally question at first, as this is Scout we’re talking about.).
He’ll most likely work poor Medic to the brink (or point) of fatigue due to how often he questions Medic on if he’s made any progress on helping you out with your sleep issues, although this is entirely because Scout cares for you, more than he does anybody else, albeit you may have to remind him to stop constantly asking Medic for help; as otherwise Scout’s liver may be gone the next day.
Sorry for the incredibly long wait! My laptop’s charger was lost, so I’m resorting to doing this on my phone until the replacement charger arrives, so requests may be slow for the next few days!
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starlyhta · 2 years
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cdpr denying ciri her agency in wild hunt is especially maddening now after having read bits from the tales.
she goes from being terrorized and abused by leo bonhart after hiding among a street gang (who were all horrifically murdered before her) and must go by the name ‘falka’ to ‘i’m not falka.  i’m ciri,  from kaer morhen.  i’m a witcher.  i came here to kill”  at the very end of tower of swallows.
and then she manages to kill her terrorizer  /  abuser.  
but what i think is especially notable is how ciri insists stop calling me lady of the lake.  my name is ciri.  her agency and name have been denied her for so long that now she is able to have them she will fight for them.  i think this is also clear when she goes from referring to ihuarraquax as ‘little horse’ to his full name.  she knows the power of names and naming,  how to deny one their name is denying them their identity and who they are. 
and then cdpr seems to miss the point because they do not permit ciri to keep her own agency at all.  as i’ve said,  it’s extremely effective as a game from geralt’s point of view,  but in terms of how ciri and her narrative are treated it is a let down.  
ciri also should have been the one to kill eredin (and imlerith) herself,  especially now she is stronger and a more skilled fighter than when she had been able to kill her previous abuser (bonhart).  
ciri is opposed to killing, but i also don’t see her as wanting geralt and yennefer to solve all of her problems after lady of the lake. she’s several years older in the games, has had to be self sufficient, and cut corners morally.
she can’t retain her innocence, and that’s part of why she’s such a tragic character.
she does have her name, though, part of which she’s chosen for herself: ciri, daughter of yennefer.
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Let's talk about her, shall we? Pluma's half-sister.
Her full name is Doona Luz Cruz Martínez (31). She was never recognized by Pluma's father due to being an affair baby. Pluma's mother threatened divorce if he recognized her as his own daughter, so she ended up getting her adoptive father's surname. Pluma is aware of her existence, given that she sees her on the news every single time as well as being aware that she has a half-sister. However, she isn't aware of who she is, let alone that it is Doona.
Doona is a well-known news anchor, known for both her beauty & intelligence. She is also known to be a little bit 'wild' in terms of partying & has ended up in the news due to the scandals that occur in those parties. Her job sometimes hangs by a thread, yet for some reason, always ends up keeping it. Some of her co-workers assume that she is a favorite, so they give her special treatment. But, what they don't know is that Doona is blackmailing her boss (who is married) for trying to lay in bed with her.
As Doona always says: ❛ Delivering news is an art, & I, for sure, have mastered the headlines & deadlines. After all, the world is a stage & the stage is a world of entertainment. ❜
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love-dove-noora · 9 months
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𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈
I’m currently sitting on my balcony watching the thunderstorm as i write☂︎
Akaza watched as the sun went down, not that it was even visible through the dark clouds that had captured it for the last two days. The sound of loud claps of thunder had become so frequent that it had become background noise. That didn’t stop him from looking out of the window every time it flashed white. You on the other hand were enraptured by the storm, sitting outside watching or by the time he dragged you inside watching from behind the window. “Mother nature woke up angry again.” He stated as he took a seat next to you, he had given up trying to get you inside on day one. You simply hummed in acknowledgement and moved to put your head on his shoulder. He can understand finding peace in such violent things, you are dating him.
The storm took him by surprise, well he knew it was coming but he didn’t know this would be your reaction to it. Kokushibo came home early into the night expecting you to be scared. It made perfect sense to him why humans would be scared of thunder it was destructive, unpredictable and loud. Did he have a surprise as he came back to you sitting on the couch watching eagerly in the window; anticipation of when it was going to hit and when were you going to hear the booming noise that rattled the house with such passion. I think it scared him, was this a normal human reaction? With the storm occupying all your senses,he wasn’t surprised you hadn’t noticed he’d came back. He watched as the windows filled with white and the loudest sound of the sky tearing into two came. He didn’t seem to care about that only watching as you didn’t even flinch. He came and wrapped his tall body around you, he was greatly amused by the fact he was the one that startled you not the storm outside.
Right now he wanted all your attention. The cult meeting was canceled because of the storm but now that it was just him and you, no then you want to go outside and storm watch. Douma was acting like a big baby and you just wanted that fresh storm air. He was watching you watch the storm, waiting for you to notice the biggest pout on his face. See you already had noticed but you didn’t really care. After you ignoring him for what 1.34 minutes he has had enough, he wants your immediate attention. He comes up to sit next to you, you side eye him wondering what he is planning. He gives you puppy dog eyes and you turn your gaze back to the pouring rain, his ego falters and he grabs you with ease and places you on his lap. He murmurs in your ear about not ignoring him when he needs you. You simply let your body relax and fall on his chest, you just know he is smirking thinking he won, but you simply improvised and now you get to watch the storm in peace
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