#( have my neighbors who we got him from out helping to find him too rn-- )
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my hotspot is back but apparently my fucking hoodini dog has found another way out of my yard & my younger brother decided it wasn't important info to share with ANYONE so ... fun 🙃🙃
#( have my neighbors who we got him from out helping to find him too rn-- )#( we're supposed to leave & go to a family picnic today- )#( can't even let him in the fucking yard now )#̗̀ ♡⃗ 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯 | abi speaks ♡⃗.˳⁺⁎
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Here for the sentence starters!! "I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater" and "I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do." Feel free to do both or either or whatever you prefer with either of the Marcuses! I'm in such a fluffy mood rn and these will make my day :)) (PS I adore you and I hope you have a good day xx)
Making Moves (Marcus Moreno x f!Reader)
Summary: Your neighborhood superhero, Marcus Moreno, is being nagged by his daughter to find love. Lucky for him, just the right woman moves in down the street.
W/C: 2.7k
Warnings: language, brief talks of death (just to refer to Marcus’s wife who passed away), brief mentions of sexual stuff. it’s tame.
A/N: THIS WAS SO FUN. I love some good Marcus Moreno. He’s such a cutie and these prompts made it so fun! You can still send me prompts from this list with a character, just mind the taken ones! p.s. my emotional support Brit @maxlordsgf see how I used patio/backyard??
The Moreno household was cozy. You wondered if it was Marcus who’d decorated the beautiful home, or if his late wife. You supposed it didn’t matter. You would’ve liked the former Mrs. Moreno, if Marcus could love her like he did.
He lived a few houses down from you. You’d moved in a couple of months ago, into the nice Craftsman style home you currently rented. The best thing about the house was the beautiful front porch, which exposed the lovely suburban neighborhood. The porch had come with a swing, and you’d decided that it’d have to be your new morning coffee spot. After all, this is California, where the sun was plentiful and the air was just cold enough to be refreshing in the mornings.
The time that you drank your coffee on the porch also happened to be the time that your neighborhood Heroic, Marcus, went for his morning runs. He’d been excited to see that the house was sold, and Missy was too. They planned on bringing over some sweets once you were settled. Several weeks after the sold sign went up, he saw you for the first time.
You looked like an angel, he thought. You wore a fuzzy robe with patterned capri pajama pants peeking from beneath it. Your glasses rested on the bridge of your nose, slightly fogged from the steam of your coffee. You sat on your porch swing, knees pulled to your chest, reading from your tablet. He was immediately caught off-guard. Your new home was at the beginning of his running path, but his breath was already gone from his lungs from your beauty.
Pushing his own glasses up his nose, he gave you a little wave as you looked up. You’d smiled at him, a grin with your teeth visible. The man was handsome, you’d noticed. Dark hair, a little scruff, eyes that scrunched when he smiled at you. He was fit, too, his muscles evident beneath his tight t-shirt and running shorts. He kept running, unsure what he could say to you.
Marcus returned home some thirty minutes later to find Missy awake. “Hey, the new neighbor moved in,” he told her as he walked to the counter, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
“Ooh, tell me all about them.”
“Well, we didn’t talk. I still don’t know if it’s a family or anything,” he admitted. “But there was a woman sitting on the porch.”
Missy’s eyes lit up. “How old?”
Marcus shook his head. “I don’t know, muñeca,” he told her and kissed her head as he walked past her to sit at the table.
“Old enough to date?” she asked, raising an eyebrow and stuffing her mouth full of cereal. “Did she seem single?”
“Stay out of it,” he teased her and poked her forehead, right between the eyes.
She flinched back a bit but laughed. “Dad, come on.”
He shook his head. “We can bring over a housewarming gift tonight, huh? Then we can see.”
-
Well, it turned out that night was too busy to do so for the Morenos.
You saw him the next morning as he ran past again. You wore different pajamas but sat in the same position. You’d waved back.
That’s how the next couple mornings went for the two of you. Every day, Marcus could swear you looked prettier. With you looking like that in your pajamas, he couldn’t imagine how beautiful you’d be at any other time.
Finally, Friday night, he and Missy put on some music and got to baking.
“What does she look like?” Missy asked curiously as she cracked an egg into the bowl- she’d learned the hard way that her father was not to be trusted with egg duty.
Marcus described you to his daughter, his eyes far off and a small smile on his face. “She’s very pretty.”
“Well, duh. You’re simping over her, of course she is.”
“What’s a simp?” He’d asked, brow furrowing.
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The knock came an hour or two later. You’d gotten home from work an hour or so earlier, so you were in relaxed clothing, the remnants of your makeup on your face.
Behind the door stood the handsome runner you saw every morning, and a miniature, carbon-copied version of him with longer hair and more feminine features. “Hi! We’re the Morenos. We live in the blue house down the street. I’m Missy, and this is my dad, Marcus,” she introduced herself cheerfully. She held a tray of brownies. He held a bouquet.
“We just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood,” the man- Marcus- says with a warm smile on his face.
“Oh, thank you!” You grinned and took the tray Missy held out. “Well, come in, please,” you invite them. “Do you drink, Marcus? I was just having some wine. Oh, and Missy, I have some soda if you’d like that.”
The three of you sat in your half-constructed living room for a while and chatted. You learned about the former Mrs. Moreno and how she’d passed a few years ago. You shared that you were living alone and single, due to a bad breakup that led you to move here. The two were good company, you learned quickly, bantering back and forth more like siblings than a father and daughter.
As they stood up to leave, you apologized for the mess. “Sorry. I’ve been trying to hook up my TV lately, and I haven’t done anything else yet. I want to get the TV up first, but I’m practically useless with electronic stuff,” you admitted with a chuckle.
“Oh, Dad is great with electronics,” Missy told you with a grin.
“Not great. Competent would be a better word,” he chuckled. “I could help you set it up, if you’d like that.”
“I would, if it’s not too much trouble.”
“No trouble at all. Here, we can exchange numbers, you can text me when you’d like me to come over,” he offered and pulled out his phone.
“Sure,” you said and told him your number, which he enters into his phone and sends you a text. “Perfect,” you nodded and saved his phone number. “I’ll see you two soon, hopefully.”
They said goodbye and you heard Missy giggling as the door shut behind him. It’s muffled, but you thought you can hear Missy anyway: “That was smooth, Dad!”
-
That was months ago now. You’d developed a relationship with the both of them, visiting each others’ houses often for dinner or just to chat.
When summer rolled around, Missy invited you over for days at their pool. You two had enjoyed yourselves, Marcus playing the role of your butler for the day, serving you mocktails and teasing his daughter. It became a common occurrence during the summer. You even had a reverse day on Marcus’s birthday (July 12th) where Missy served the two of you. It was almost like a date. That was the day you both realized you’d fallen hard for the other.
As much as you spent time with Marcus, the girl positively adored you, and always sent you texts from her father’s phone.
We’re having pizza tonight! Wanna come over?
Dad says he sucks at math. Can you help me with my homework?
My friends canceled on me. Are you free to eat Ben and Jerry’s and watch Mamma Mia with me?
You’d become like a mother figure to her, helping her when she got her first period, taking her shopping for middle-school dances, giving her boy advice.
Marcus liked you just as much, if not more. You liked him too. He was a funny man, kindhearted and warm. He’d listen to you talk when you’d had a shitty day, bring over a bottle of wine when he needed some comfort, cook dinner for the two of you when Missy was at Anita’s.
One night, you’re eating dinner with them on their patio. It’s nice, overlooking their backyard and their pool. Missy is going to a friend’s later, to sleep over, but Marcus had cooked food for the three of you on the grill, something you’d learned he was fantastic at, and you’re inside getting more food. The door is slightly cracked, and you can hear the two of them talking.
“Dad. You have to make your move, and you gotta do it tonight! Otherwise, she’ll go for Kent a couple doors down. You don’t want that, do you?” she asks in a hushed voice.
“It’s not that easy, muñeca. I’m so in love with her I don’t know what to do.”
Your heart catches in your chest, fluttering. Marcus likes you. Not only that, he’s in love with you. The past few months race through your head, and you hyper-analyze every little interaction the two of you have had. It’s clear now, in hindsight. You swallow hard, putting back down the skewer of vegetables.
He’s been the only thing on your mind the past few weeks, you have to admit. Your visits to each others’ homes had increased, with you spending more and more nights a week at the Morenos’. His laugh makes your stomach flutter as Missy says something else to him outside. You bite your lip. Tonight’s the night. If he doesn’t make his move like Missy insisted, you’ll do it first.
The conversation is light for the rest of dinner, and you’re a bit detached. Marcus can tell, but he doesn’t comment on it. You simply stare out into their pool, listening to Missy ramble on about the plans that she and her friends have for tonight.
A while later, her friends’ parents pick her up. You stand in the driveway and wave a thank-you to the girl’s parents as they drive off with Missy and her friend in tow. “Love you guys,” she shouts out of the window. You grin and shout it back, in sync with Marcus.
The two of you return to the backyard. You walk a little farther apart from Marcus than normal. “Hey,” he says and stands right next to you, his shoulder nudging yours. “What’s wrong? You’ve been off all night,” he mumbles softly.
You shake your head. “It’s nothing, really,” you chuckle, looking down at your feet.
Marcus is oblivious to the fact that you heard the two of them earlier. You and Marcus have always had a playful relationship, and the idea strikes him to help cheer you up. “Hey, vecina.”
“What- ah!” You squeal as Marcus lifts you in his strong arms. He walks the two of you to the side of the pool as you wriggle in his grip, laughing. “Goddamnit, Marcus! Let go of me!” You screech as he holds you over the pool, though you’re giggling the whole time.
“Not until you tell me what’s wrong,” he laughs, your feet kicking as they dangle over the chlorinated water.
“No, you asshole!” You laugh, wriggling. “Put me down, Moreno, or God help your poor soul when I-”
He sets you down on the edge, backing up a bit. “There, fine. Just trying to help,” he teases. He did, he thinks to himself. You’re smiling again.
You’re painfully close to him. Your hands find his hips and he looks down at your hands in confusion as you pat the pockets of his shorts. No phone. Perfect. There’s a devilish grin as you wrap him in a bear hug and fall backwards into the pool, taking him with you.
You let go once you’re underwater, shooting up to the surface from under him and laughing. He comes up moments later, wiping his eyes and pushing his hair back. Your laugh is maniacal and loud, completely content and proud of yourself. “There, I cheered you up at least,” he shakes his head and smiles. He walks to the shallower end of the pool, and you follow.
“I wasn’t in a bad mood,” you shoot back.
“Well, something was off. Will you tell me now?” He asks, your eyes wandering to his- oh, he’s ripped, goddamn- abs beneath his wet t-shirt. His eyes remained trained on yours, ever the gentleman.
Swallowing hard, you nod and walk closer to him with a smile. “I heard you and Missy when I was inside getting more food,” you tell him, biting on your lip to hold back an excited giggle.
His brows furrow in confusion then lift in surprise as it hits him. “Oh.”
“Yeah,” you nod, wading a little closer and then even closer. You can hear his heavy breathing and look into those big brown eyes with a grin.
“Well, I-” he starts stammering, unsure of what to say, until you place your hands on his shoulders.
“It’s okay, Marcus,” you mumble soothingly, your arms wrapping around his neck. “I know you said it’s not that easy. Why don’t you let me take the reins then, hm?” You ask teasingly, bringing your face close to his.
He grins, taking the opportunity as he sees it. His lips crash to yours happily, his hands finding your waist over your sopping wet clothing. You smile softly against his lips. They’re so soft and warm, the very lips you’ve been staring at for a long time, imagining this. He’s gentle but loving and you deepen it. He follows immediately, parting his lips against yours and he sighs into your mouth.
The two of you stand there, in his pool, making out, for quite a while. Finally, when he breaks away, looking at you through his water-drop-stained glasses, you grin. “This is your fault, you know. I’m gonna have to go home and change into dry clothing.”
“Or you could borrow some of mine,” he offers with a shy smile, and you grin.
“That works too.”
He kisses you one more time. “Will you stay the night? We don’t even have to… to do anything. I don’t even really want to yet. I just want to keep holding on to you.”
You nod and kiss him softly, for just a moment. “Of course I will.”
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You awaken in the morning to the smell of cooking. You live alone, and it makes your brow furrow in confusion, eyes still shut, until they open and you find yourself in Marcus’ home. His bed, specifically.
You smell like chlorine and your hair is damp still, but you’re wearing a big black sweater that smells like detergent and cologne and sleep. It’s Marcus’s, you realize with a smile.
Last night was truly perfect. No, you didn’t sleep with him yet, but it was still perfectly intimate, the way you held each other and whispered sweet words and pressed soft kisses all over each others’ faces and torsos. You’d made out for a fair amount of time too, just like teenagers again, but it was meaningful.
You pad down the stairs, wearing just your underwear and one of Marcus’s big sweaters. He’s cooking breakfast in the kitchen, and your heart melts as you see him. “Good morning, superhero,” you coo as you wrap your arms around him from behind and press a kiss into his neck.
His body warms and melts into your touch. “Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?”
“Amazing. Your bed is insanely comfortable,” you chuckle and snuggle in against him, resting your head against his back.
“I’m glad. Go sit down, breakfast will be ready in a bit.”
You nod and do exactly that, sitting across the kitchen island from him. He puts some pancakes on a plate, drizzles them with syrup, and slides it to you. “Bon appetit.”
“Thank you,” you grin and waste no time in cutting into them with a fork and taking a bite.
You sigh happily and Marcus’s heart can barely take the sight of it. “I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
“I can’t get over how cute you are,” you tease and pop another bite in your mouth. “The good news is that you can get over it, because I’m coming over here for breakfast in your clothes every day now.”
“Or you could live here.”
The proposal is so quiet, so sudden and nonchalant that it takes you aback for a minute. “What?”
He shrugs. “I know we’ve only been together for, what, 10 hours now, but Missy and I both adore you. You’re over here all the time anyway. Why don’t you? Save us both some money, too.”
You bite your lip to hold back a grin. “I might have to think about it.”
He nods. “I get that, I-“
“Done thinking. I’ll do it,” you grin happily.
“Really?”
“Really,” you nod, giggling excitedly.
Marcus leans across the kitchen counter and kisses you softly. “Be prepared for a lot of Moreno loving. Missy’s a cuddler.”
“I think I can take it,” you smile and press another kiss to his lips, with all of the love in your heart.
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translations:
vecina- neighbor (female)
muñeca- in this context, doll
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At Least We Have Us
Pairing(s): Darkiplier x Platonic!reader
Genre: Angsty with a fluffy end.
Word Count: 1,771
Summary: Strange things happened to those who didn’t leave that dreadful manor in time, and you were one of those people. Becoming something not quite human took some time to get used to, but at least you weren’t alone.
Anonymous Request: Platonic Dark with a soft Y/N that's basically very motherly of him despite being much younger? She cares a lot about him and looks up to him. Maybe she's his assistant and also experienced the events of WKM and Dark basically adopted her after that? Post-WKM please! I need Dark being a wise and over protective big brother rn Thank youuuu
Authors Note: I loved working on this one! It was a fun concept, thank you so much for the request!
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[Image Description: A gif of Mark from a vlog video giving a thumbs up to the camera, it has been edited to be gray with Darkipliers afterimages and colors, red and blue.]
Dark...That was such a strange name to call him, at first.
Damien had been a family friend. He was your neighbor, and your best friend’s uncle. When you were a teenager he was a respected member of the local government, a man who hid away in a study and worked far too hard. Eventually with enough pushing from Ophelia, he was your boss, having given you an internship in city hall that Elli really didn’t want. You considered him a friend. Maybe not a close friend, but he was someone you trusted and respected and he would say the same about you.
You jogged up the stairs to the office, dodging past people while muttering quick apologies to anyone who had something to say about it. When you got there, you heard the laughter of your friend through the door and cracked it open. Ophelia was desperately trying to catch her breath between giggles, of course because Damien was telling another story about your completely sophisticated soon-to-be DA. He was surprisingly relaxed, leaning back on his desk and talking with his hands quite a bit.
“But of course, that doesn’t stop them, they run down the street- Oh, Y/n please come in. You’ll want to hear this.” He gestured to the empty chair beside Elli, but when you didn’t move from the doorway, both their faces fell. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” You tilted your head at them, not realizing how you looked, pale and out of breath. “Damien, they’re done counting. You won.”
He was in shock for a few moments, only standing up a bit straighter as he processed your words. “I won? I’m...?”
“You’re going to be the Mayor.” Ophelia finished for him, just before all three of you started laughing and cheering and jumping around.
In many conversations there were moments where you would catch a glimpse of the person you used to know, and in the beginning you would get a heavy heart. You weren’t ready to let him go, to accept that he was somebody else now. Perhaps that’s because it would mean accepting you were somebody else, too.
None of the guests from that damned party left the manor the same.
You heard it so clearly, a stranger’s voice coaxing you up the stairs, quietly whispering your name over and over as you slipped away from the rowdy party. You were practically hypnotized, not thinking about who it could possibly be or their intentions as they lead you to a room that sent chills down your spine the moment you opened the door. It was a room filled with trinkets of the occult, books with terrifying symbols, and scribbles of a mad man on papers scattered all over.
“You’re not supposed to be in here.” You heard a growl from a new voice, just behind you. The person shoved you inside the room and slammed the door as you hit the ground. “In fact, I could’ve sworn this was going to be hidden from all of you.”
You stood up as quickly as you could, turning to see the host of the party scowling at you. “I wasn’t...I was just looking for Elli.” You said quickly, brushing off your clothes.
“The same Elli that told you she was going to lay down for the night a couple of hours ago?” He stepped closer, slowly, ominously.
You thought back to that conversation, spoken quietly, just the two of you on the staircase while everyone else was still playing poker. “How could you even know about that?”
Mark grinned at you, sinister and cold. He gestured around the room, to the books and trinkets. “Things aren’t as they seem here, Y/n. Ever since Celine...left me here, the things in this house had opened my mind to things I never could’ve imagined.” A short laugh bubbled out of him. “I can do anything.”
“You’ve gone mad.” You whispered, backing away. You’d heard bits and pieces of the Iplier drama from Damien, having vented his concerns to you over cups of coffee during work since the day you got your invitations. But you knew now that he had no idea.
“Perhaps they were trying to do the same for you, but I’ve come too far for some kid to screw it all up now.” He turned on his feet and left the room, shutting the door behind him. You rushed over to it, trying to twist the knob before he got a chance to lock it. But it was far too late. You banged on the door and screamed for help until your voice went hoarse, but the room had in fact been hidden away. You were surrounded by taunting spirits in a room that nobody existed, for what felt like weeks. You could feel them gnawing away at bits and pieces of you after that, an itchy feeling under your heart, changing you. Truly, time had been warped, and only one day had passed before you were found by someone who was now immune to the houses secrets and cloaks. And he didn’t say anything, but clearly something had happened to you too.
Funny thing about living forever? (Or at least as long as you have,) It’s not that great, in fact it’s actually very lonely. The world changes around you, and you don’t change that much at all. You often have to leave, not wanting the attention of being the same age after living or working somewhere for 20 or 30 years. Or you get too attached to somebody and you know you will lose them, now or later.
But you weren’t alone. Despite his anger towards Mark, how badly he wanted revenge, Dark kept very close to you. Especially after he learned what happened to his niece, he was going to keep you safe above all else. Mark learned that the hard way when he tried to silence you too, only to find an empty house and a rather cheeky note.
“Catch me if you can.”
Another funny thing, you didn’t even know the power that you had when you first wrote that. As far as you knew you were a normal girl waiting out the storm. But eventually waiting got pretty tiresome.
“How could you be so foolish?” Dark called after you as you both stormed back into the house.
“Oh come on, it wasn’t that big a deal.” You huffed, tossing your jacket away.
His image faltered and glitched at what you said. “Not a big deal? You have the gift of longevity, you are NOT impervious to bullets!”
You flopped down into the armchair, crossing your arms. “We don’t know that yet.”
“You sprained your ankle tripping on air last month, I think it’s safe to say.” For a moment you could’ve sworn he smiled. If it wasn’t at your expense, you might’ve been happy. “You wonder why I hover,”
“Someone had to step in and do something.”
“Why did it have to be you?!”
“Because!” You twisted around in the chair to face him, fighting back tears. “I’m bored! I’m sick of living like a hermit! I’m tired of these stupid towns in the middle of nowhere and never having any friends...it’s been almost a century Dark, I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”
He pierced his lips, having to look away from you before he got emotional himself. “So this is your plan? Play hero until you run out of luck?”
“Or we can stop hiding. We can try and live our lives, instead of just surviving. I mean, what's the point if we’re completely miserable?”
“And what about him?”
“To hell with Mark, what about you?” Your voice was softer now. “I can work, and shop and be neighborly. But you...you’ve been stuck in the shadows, holding onto your hate all this time. Maybe you don’t believe it after everything that’s happened, but you deserve better.”
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “What then? Where do you want to go?”
“How about we go home?”
‘Home’ was California, LA specifically. Sure, you could’ve gone back to your hometown but you were both part of a rather famous local mystery and you agreed it was for the best to stay away.
The sun had set a little bit ago and the streets were only illuminated by signs and street lights, that was the only way he’d agree to go out into the city with you, in the dark. Fair enough, he didn’t want to attract attention to himself. Luckily, you’d made some good friends in the last few months, friends like Mike.
“Ah, bonjour!” Mike greeted cheerfully as you and Dark approached the window, before ducking into his shop to get you both a bowl of ice cream. “I was wondering if you were going to show up.”
You nudged Dark over to one of the tables and leaned in the window. “I didn’t mean for it to take so long, thanks for keeping the shop open late for us.”
“Don’t mention it. I actually have a cousin with really bad anxiety, so I get it.” He passed you two bowls with a smile.
Dark squinted at you when you came back to the table. ‘Anxiety?”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t have anxiety.”
“You’re right, I should’ve told him the truth. You and your sister possessed your best friend in the 1920′s to escape a place called the upside down, but sometimes you drag bits and pieces of it into the real world and that would probably scare the locals in broad daylight.” You didn’t miss a beat in your little rant, scooping some ice cream into your mouth as soon as you were done.
He chuckled and shook his head at you. “I’m supposed to be the one lecturing you on being subtle.”
“Hey, I’m the one who’s been covering for us the past 91 years. It’s your turn to follow my lead.” You said matter-of-factly, pointing your spoon at him, before you dove back into your bowl. You missed the ‘fair-enough’ nod he gave you and the pride written all over his face, another glimpse of someone you used to know. “You know, maybe you should bring you-know-who here someday.”
His eyes went wide and he shook your words off just a little too quickly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“So you don’t have a thing for his new friend that you’re watching out for?”
“Stop it. Stop it right now.”
“Fine,” You put your hands up in mock surrender, “But you know I’m right.”
#darkiplier x reader#darkiplier x you#darkiplier fanfiction#wkm fanfiction#markiplier egos x reader#totally didn't write this in one day haha#seriously I'm going to bed
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Thronebreaker homophobia headcanon?
Me: why would I add homophobia to my fantasy when I don’t have to?
Also me: wow, there would be SO much angst potential in this!
As it says in the title, this headcanon has a LOT of homophobia, so don’t engage if that’s not something you can deal with rn. Also, to be clear: most of the continent is chill with homosexuality, and Rivia’s neighbors mostly view them as backwards. But like, this is feudalism. Human rights are pretty low on the agenda for any ruler, so they don’t much care.
Anyway uh... Rivia is now very historically homophobic and when King Reginald and Queen Meve married, it became law in Lyria too. Unlike Reginald, Meve isn’t actively homophobic - hell, she even encourages Reynard to bone Gascon - but she also isn’t aware enough of the impact of those laws to repeal them.
And then she gets betrayed and Nilfgaard takes over and they change the laws, because the Empire is fucking awful, but progressive in a few surface ways (you can marry anyone! And now you and your spouse can BOTH get drafted into the army and go die in the swamps of Velen!).
After she gets Lyria back, Meve is gonna have to deal with that, but that’s a whole other story. For now, what I’m thinking is that Reynard has known since he was young that he had interest in other knights and that that interest was unacceptable. So he always hid part of himself, especially once he entered the King’s service (and really learned to keep his mouth shut).
Problem is, Reginald himself has a LOT of internalized homophobia going on. And... okay, we don’t get a lot about him in canon beyond him being kinda dumb, but good at seeing cleverness in others and utilizing it. And also responding with overwhelming force when a threat emerges (like the Brossard family).
So like, Reynard is in his early 20s and is serving as aide and advisor to the King. But King Reginald notices the way he watches other men and definitely projects some shit on Reynard. But he approaches it like he’s a concerned friend. Like, “you know you can never act on such things. Someone will find out and I will be forced to punish you.”
It’s always warnings - “oh, don’t do that, what if someone sees?” and “you fool, if you do that again, I will be forced to punish you” or some such. And Reynard doesn’t really understand what he’s done wrong, because he DOES try to follow the rules, but he always works to adjust his behavior anyway, because he knows his King doesn’t WANT to punish him. But if he’s forced to...
(TW for violence and serious homophobia)
Not sure what drives things to a breaking point - maybe Reginald gets jealous at spotting Reynard “flirting” with some foreign knight or dignitary or something??? - but the lesson Reginald teaches is one Reynard will never forget. Because he doesn’t know what he did wrong, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve punishment, especially when it’s the King carrying it out, because his King is just... right? (wrong)
The official sentence for homosexuality is flogging, castration, and execution, but Reginald says something like that because it’s Reynard, he’s worked hard to lighten the sentence or some such. Like, he makes it clear that Reynard is getting off easy when Reginald simply has him whipped nearly to death.
Reynard doesn’t die - but it’s a close call, especially when some of the wounds get infected and he doesn’t get them treated the way he should, because he deserved this punishment. His King had said so. So it’s important that he returns to work and serves his King as best as he can, even though he’s a disgusting deviant.
I think he probably collapses at some point and Reginald deigns to send him to the royal medics and they save his life, but he’s out of commission for a good while, because he got whipped extensively and then infection took hold.
But when he finally returns to work, Reginald is just kinda like, “where have you been!? Work has piled up without you, get to it!” and never talks about the punishment he metted out.
But as years go on, it becomes a warning. If Reginald’s skewed vision sees Reynard getting too close to other men, he’ll call Reynard to him and touch the small of his back as a reminder. Like ‘don’t make me do this again’.
So Reynard folds pieces of himself up tight and tucks them away where they can never emerge. And while other knights are going around wooing women and getting married, Reynard is focusing on his work. It gets him a reputation - that’s he’s too stuck up for romance, maybe that he’s deviant because he ISN’T girl crazy, etc. The rumors are too bad, but they also never die, even as decades pass.
And then King Reginald of Rivia and Queen Meve of Lyria are married and their realms are merged - which makes homophobia the law throughout Lyria (and believe you me, a LOT of people are unhappy about this. but they have enough sense not to speak out, because royals are scary and homicidal).
When Reynard first starts developing feelings for Meve, he’s actually almost relieved. Because if he can feel this way for a woman, then maybe he isn’t broken, isn’t a complete deviant. He’d still never make a move, though, because in addition to being married, Meve is Queen. And his experience with Reginald has taught him that you should always keep your private life (what exists of it) out of view of royalty.
But I think for a while, he has hope. And then Reginald dies and he HATES that he’s relieved, but he is. And there are people who hope that Meve will repeal Rivia’s homophobic laws, but in honesty, it’s not even on her radar as something to deal with. Meanwhile, there’s 10 billion other things to deal with - and so she never gets around to it. She probably doesn’t enforce it - but that doesn’t mean that garrison commanders under her army don’t.
So Reynard serves Meve for 8 years, always keeping part of himself hidden out of sight. And he has never trusted anyone enough to reveal this part of him, so aside from rumors, the knowledge of his deviance died with Reginald.
Except then Meve is betrayed. And she never doubts Reynard’s loyalty and she’s right not to. But now they’re traveling as fugitives to try to make it to the Aedirnian border with the assistance of the fucking Duke of Dogs and his Strays of Spalla - aka criminals. (Though, technically, Reynard has no room to talk - and maybe he knows that. Maybe that’s part of why he’s kinda chill about serving alongside “deserters and bandits and peasants” whereas Meve feels like they’ve fallen low)
At first, Reynard HATES Gascon. He’s an obnoxious little shit who openly flirts with the queen - and even with HIM! Mostly just to get a rise out of him, he’s sure, but like, the audacity!!
Except, weirdly, whenever Gascon smiles or laughs, Reynard’s heart goes doki doki and he doesn’t understand why. In the current fic I’m writing, Meve clues him in, but also triggers a downward spiral, because if Meve KNOWS he’s a deviant, then obviously he deserves to be punished again. Plus like... Gascon is a fucking baby. Reynard (and Meve a little bit) would DEFINITELY have mixed feelings about wanting someone less than half of their age. (Meanwhile, Gascon is just like ‘oh sweet, sugar daddy. Can we go kill people now?’)
Anyway, I don’t really know where this would go in different fics. In the one I’m writing right now, Reynard is expecting them to hurt him, because that’s what Reginald would do. Meanwhile Meve and Gascon are very confused and trying to figure out wtf is going on. But there will DEFINITELY be lots of comfort for Reynard.
I also want stuff like... idk, scar worship for the whip marks on his back and Gascon and Meve trying to help him heal, but idk exactly what that will look like.
tl;dr: this is definitely the backstory for at least 1 fic. But I’m torn on if I want to make it my canon backstory for Reynard/Thronebreaker. Because I do like writing escapist fantasy without homophobia, but also, I think this offers a lot of interesting things to explore, especially on the angst side of things.
If it IS canon for my Thronebreaker fics, then I promise that it would only be such for fics where it’s relevant/explored as a concept and not like, included in a PWP or something out of nowhere. I’ll always tag appropriately so you can choose how to engage, but... idk. I’m very torn.
Thoughts?
#homophobia#reynard odo#meve x reynard#reynard x gascon#thronebreaker#The Witcher#headcanons#fic planning
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🥺 okay so you are so amazing and one of my favorite people (and blogs) on here, so the fact that I can make your day and stuff makes me so happy. You are so nice and are really cool so I’m glad I can brighten your day a little.
My favorite flower is a sunflower, but I also like yellow wildflowers (yellow is my favorite color). I do enjoy the smell of lilacs though. I’m not entirely sure if there is a deeper reason to me liking these flowers, but I find them pretty. I know with lilacs it’s because they remind me of my mom because she always loved the smell of them and would take some from our neighbors tree (with permission) every year.
Also daisies are so pretty and that’s so cool that you have just a field of them. I really want to get some plants and flowers but I also know I’m not the best at taking care of plants, so I’m not entirely sure if I actually should lol.
I had a thought after rereading Belladonna the other day (but forgot to put it in my last ask). So I know we talked about how Reader is in danger with other gangs (especially the Razorgulls) because she stated that as long as she is alive, Kaz will be as well. I did notice though in that part of the story she also made a comment about being the best healer in Ketterdam, and the way she says it makes it seem like it’s not a self given title, but more so what she is known as. So my thought was would that put her in more danger? We know that the Kerch indenture laws can affect anyone, but also target Grisha. So is the reader in danger of not just gangs coming after her but also slavers, merchants and the likes? I feel like people would want to take any opportunity to control/own someone with healing capabilities that are so powerful. Especially now that she not only healed Kaz of the belladonna poison (with Jesper’s help of course) but also brought him back after dying. And while I believe Nina states something about Grisha attempting to join gangs for protection from slavers and indentures, but I also feel like with someone so powerful others wouldn’t care if there is a “claim” to her already. I mean we’ve seen how stupid people are to challenge Kaz, but there are many who continue to do so throughout the series.
Idk it was a thought. If this is something you already planned on addressing in future fics and don’t want to talk about it, feel free to ignore this part. But if you want to write or just discuss this concept I’m 100% down lol. Also sorry if any of that got confusing or didn’t make sense.
I hope you have a good rest of your day! Make sure to stay hydrated and try to take some time to relax if possible! 😊
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awee i’m so honoured to be one of your favourite people/blogs, it means so much to me <33
as for y/n being in danger! i always imagined the knowledge of her being a top notch healer (lmao) circulating around the gangs only. so like all gangs in the city know of her, and her abilities, but, also, her partnership with kaz
i don’t want to say too much as i’m planning on having y/n and kaz talk about that in part 2 of belladonna so you’ll have to keep an eye out for that 😙
i hope you have a good day as well! i’m going asleep soon tho but my day’s been alright :) also sorry for the wacky response lmao i’m so tired it’s around 22:30 here rn
make sure to drink & eat enough today, and take care of yourself 🗝 <3
#🗝 anon#wacky is my new fave word atm#so i’m going to use it so much the next couple days until i’m sick of it#lizzie answers
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masterlist 🕊
hi!! welcome to my masterlist!
i try to make all of my imagines as inclusive as possible. PLEASE let me know if i discriminate against any group in any way; this is a safe space for everyone!
fluff 🧸 | angst 🕯| steamy ⚡️| personal favorite 🦦 | from an event ✨
↬ i write predominantly fluff!
PETER PARKER
imagines - anywhere from 1k to 10k words
desperate times and desperate measures 🧸
↬ you're an avenger on a fake date with peter to get information from a group of villains, and peter has to think quick in order not to blow your cover... wink wink
far from home (part one, part two, part three, part four, part five) 🧸🕯
↬ you and peter sit next to each other on the plane to europe and what begins as a friendship turns into so much more
can’t help it 🧸⚡️
↬ you and peter have been dating for a few months now, and being the kind boy he is, he always asks for a kiss when he wants one. when kissing he always lets you set the pace because he's afraid to hurt you (because of his powers), but this time, his feelings are too much…
sista-sista 🧸🕯
↬ you (peter's sister) were recruited by nick fury multiple years ago. ever since he discovered you, he took you in and trained you to work behind the scenes at S.H.I.E.L.D., and was the one to help you recover after being kidnapped by a terrorist group and experimented on (which resulted in you getting your powers). nick convinces you to work on a mission with peter, resulting in your coming clean to him about your past and the biological relationship between the two of you
study date 🧸
↬ you and peter have been friends for most of your life but have slightly grown apart this last year due to peter's spider-man duties. finally, the two of you get together to work on a project and things... happen?
fancy-schmancy 🧸
↬ you and peter sneak out of a fancy charity event because adults are boring and there’s better things to do
competitive 🧸
↬ you and peter have had an interesting relationship due to the fact that you're both competing for being number one in your class. but, over time, a small, unexpected romance grows out of the rivalry
laser tag 🧸⚡️
↬ tony organizes a game of avengers laser tag. you and peter are on opposite sides and have made it clear to each other that you will fight to the death- whatever it takes
NINE-NINE! 🧸
↬ you and peter spend most nights watching brooklyn nine-nine together and have found just how similar the two of you were to the show's lead couple, jake and amy
how about a kiss, saumensch? (part one, part two) 🧸🕯
↬ when peter sees you reading the book thief and talking about it afterwards, your love for it makes him want to read it. so, he does, and he decides to follow in the steps of rudy steiner, asking for a kiss at every chance he gets
take your things and go (part one, part two) 🧸🕯
↬ you and peter have a love-hate relationship that makes some advances when the two of you land in a close situation
holy water! 🧸⚡️
↬ after catching you and peter getting a little heated, natasha decides to take things into her own hands... in the messiest of ways
letters 🧸
↬ after too long a wait for you and peter to just get together, the team decides to get you together their way
curiosity killed the cat 🧸🦦
↬ peter parker is a photographer. the boy is absolutely obsessed with taking pictures of anything that attracts him, anything that catches his eye... anything, particularly you
under the mistletoe 🧸🕯
↬ high school holiday parties can lead to unfortunate circumstances... especially when it involves your lifelong enemy and one godforsaken garnish
spider-man chapstick 🧸
↬ nostalgic finds at new york bodegas can lead to flirtatious and awkward encounters with the boy you call your best friend
the benefits of fake dating 🧸
↬ although incredibly annoying, flash thompson’s arrogance was just what you and peter needed
valentine’s and pickup lines 🧸🦦
↬ sometimes, having to do mj's job for her can work out in the best ways. especially when it's valentine's day and a certain local hero has an errand to make
midtown morning announcements 🧸🕯
↬ as a reporter for midtown tech's daily announcements, it's easy to get carried away with ideas. especially ones involving the newest superhero from queens
brace-face 🧸🦦
↬ in which you get braces, peter is persistent, and mr. delmar gives you free slushees
take a bullet 🧸🕯
↬ you and peter go on your first mission without the team, flirting can be a powerful tool, and cliches like "taking a bullet" for someone don't seem so unrealistic anymore
bad date 🧸
↬ maybe trying to get over a crush on your best friend wasn't such a good idea after all
trust issues 🧸🕯
↬ it wasn't peter's fault that he had trust issues after his mentor's death and his most recent superhero friend's manipulation, but it also wasn't your fault that you just wanted to be his friend
locked out 🧸
↬ y/n can't remember to grab her keys, peter misses the old days with you, and may baked extra cookies
peter! from physics! 🧸
↬ y/n can't be controlled by wallets, peter parker gets crushes too easily, and crime in new york is abnormally low
to the man who let her go 🧸🕯
↬ fuck brad davis. yeah
odd one out 🧸🕯
↬ thanos' plan was to wipe out half of the universe, but what happens when the universe isn't evenly numbered?
swing and a kiss 🧸
↬ crushes from english class and a *touch* of ptsd turn into a new form of transportation, messy rooftop shenanigans, and a lecture from one (1) tony stark
i want it, i got it 🧸
↬ newfound confidence during karaoke night certainly can end up in peter parker making bold moves
stolen kisses 🧸
↬ secret dating always ends in getting caught, especially by a suspicious best friend and a group of superheroes that’s been rooting for you and peter for years.
wish i were heather 🕯
↬ a relationship that never happened and the wrong one that did.
blurbs - under 1k words
party confessions 🧸⚡️
↬ you and peter get paired up for seven minutes in heaven
go fix my car, assbag 🧸
↬ you catch flash bullying peter in the hallway and you decide you've had enough of his crap (haven't we all?)
over-protective peter 🧸
↬ when flash harasses you in the hallway, peter steps in and gets maybe a bit too angry…
movies and cuddles 🧸
↬ the avengers have a movie night and you and peter end up in a slightly embarrassing situation
let me show you 🧸
↬ peter helps you frost a cake in the avengers' kitchen at midnight and it turns into a food fight in which your father, tony stark, catches the two of you mid-fight
scaredy-cat 🧸
↬ you and peter are dorm neighbors (at MIT, of course), and he helps you out of a sticky-spider-situation
condensation 🧸🦦
↬ cute neighbors drawing on condensated windows sure have the key to your heart
may? 🧸
↬ sometimes, peter parker is a bit too caught up in the moment to realize the words that come out of his mouth... but, all for the lolz, right?
care package 🧸🕯
↬ life is tough, but when a boy donned in red and blue shows up to make you feel better, it isn't so bad
eau de cologne 🧸⚡️🦦
↬ avengers galas normally annoy you, but the scent of a certain hero can most certainly distract you
massage for massage? 🕯
↬ unrequited feelings hurt, especially when your hands are the one massaging away his pain
a drive to montauk 🧸
↬ a peaceful roadtrip with peter
moonlight tears (part one, part two) 🕯
↬ depression took you away from yourself, but peter didn't let it take you away from him
the penis game 🧸🦦
↬ a group of boys at the library plays the penis game and none of them manage to get above a quiet yell, so you take matters into your own hands
peter parker for pepper spray! 🧸
↬ y/n lost her pepper spray, old men in new york are creepy, and peter parker just walked out of delmar's with a sandwich in hand and a kind enough heart to help out an enemy
english lit meet-cute 🧸
↬ all it takes is an awkward mishap and some confidence to finally get you and the boy you keep seeing around campus together.
overnight beach trip 🧸✨
↬ in which you and peter take a trip to the beach for a night.
headcanons - stories in the form of chaotic bullet-points
internship 🧸
↬ tony stark not only helped in bringing together a group of people to protect earth, but also in sparking young love
dirty talk (part one, part two) ⚡️🦦
↬ to the public, peter parker is the epitome of innocent, but after a conversation at lunch, he is determined to prove the opposite
hallway bookworm 🧸
↬ girls reading and crying while walking in the hallway sure do seem to have an effect on peter parker
tiktok famous (part one, part two, part three, part four) 🧸⚡️
↬ the wonderful chaotic adventures of y/n and peter making tiktoks
midnight at delmar’s 🧸
↬ working alone late at night can be dangerous. 'nuff said
i go hard like thanos 🧸
↬ popping off to an absolute banger during an avengers meeting is the best way to set yourselves up for failure
quaranteens 🧸
↬ how you and petey boi spend your quarantine <3
gross 🧸🦦
↬ chaotic mess in which you pull a Dumb Bitch Move and write a song for peter while relying on the hope that he never sees it
new york boy 🧸
↬ life is hard when you visit your uncle in new york and all of a sudden there's a cute boy named peter parker in your life
giant teddy bears 🧸
↬ first dates are awkward, peter sucks at dance dance revolution, and the night ends with a giant teddy bear and something sweet
actual books!
flicks (currently on wattpad; i will not be uploading this to tumblr as of now)
↬ in which a girl named indigo and a boy named peter bond over the love of movies, the loss of parents, and the power of saving the world | bonus imagine!
lmk if any of the links are faulty or if there are any other problems with the imagines! i have been on this site working on transferring my work for hours i have the brain of a strapless croc rn pls forgive me!
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Crying ‘Cause I Love You
A/N: Hey everyone! I have a lot of school work to do rn so I won’t be able to write for another couple days, but I just posted something with Chris and I wrote this with Henry Cavill a while ago and thought I’d share to hopefully tide everyone over. Thanks for reading and requesting! 💕
Summary: Henry and his girlfriend are getting ready for a night out, and Henry was finally going to tell his girlfriend he loves her, but Kal has other ideas.
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“You look beautiful,” Henry beamed at his girlfriend, eyes shining with nothing but pride in them, as he watched her curl her last piece of hair and unplug the wand. She always looked at him like he was her entire world, and this was no different. The stars in her eyes matched the gems in her ears and around her neck, her dress dark blue and perfectly matched to his suit. She was perfect.
“Only the best for my Prince Charming,” she replied sweetly. She wanted to hug him, but she didn’t want to crunch her hair. “Are you ready?”
“Just looking for my cuff links. Would you mind locking up? And re-filling Kal’s bowl?” Henry was starting to take his tie from where he had it hung on his arm, but it was too long. Henry’s beloved Akita nipped at the tie until it was in his mouth, and Henry barely even noticed until he reached for it. Kal was such a shadow, always nudging at Henry’s legs, that it was easier to notice when he wasn’t there.
“Kal! Give Daddy back his tie!” She scolded, reaching for the dog. Instead he wanted to play with it, and promptly turned his head away. “I’ll get him.” She stood on her toes to kiss her boyfriend’s cheek. She then exchanged places with him as he continued searching for his cuff links. The bathroom was wrecked with evidence of her – her makeup, her curling wand, her pins. He took her lip gloss that she left, knowing she would want it and she’d hate herself forever if she didn’t have it. She was staying with him for the wrap party, but had enough things for the whole weekend because somebody needed to drop Kal off at the groomer’s. Henry would look around and just smile. Finally, all of the empty space in his life was full. She was like a puzzle piece, he thought, and he wanted her to stay. That night he had planned to tell her he loved her for the first time. Part of him thought it would be when they were drunk at the party, or on the way home when they were in the back of a car and she would fall asleep on him. Or maybe it would be when she was buried in the corner of his bed. But he was going to tell her, he had to. And that’s what he was thinking about when he heard a smack. It was loud, and unmistakably skin against a hard surface.
“Shit,” he murmured, turning to the stairs. Kal was standing at the bottom of the stairs, tie in his mouth, and his girlfriend was standing there, in the doorway to the living room. “Baby?”
“I’m okay!” She declared with a whimper. Her hand flew to her nose as a single drop of blood made its way onto her skin. Blood. Oh, shit. “Okay, maybe I’m not. Ow.” She was starting to cry, leaning against the doorway, and Henry’s feet carried him over to her.
“What happened? Let me look,” Henry said, raising his hands to her face. He turned into a protective boyfriend, instantly, as he gently took her hand away from her face and cupped her cheek with his other hand. Her nose was most definitely broken, blood gushing out of it and onto her hand.
“Ow,” she whined, “I think it’s broken.”
“Yeah, darling, I think it is. We need to get you to the emergency room.”
“But what about your wrap party?” She asked. Henry walked into the bathroom underneath the stairs, grabbing a hand towel, and brought it back to her. He put it against her nose.
“It’s perfectly alright. Just don’t take pressure off, I’m going to get the car keys.” He promptly ran to the kitchen to find his keys, and when he did, he raced back to them. “I’ll deal with you later,” he said to the dog as he picked up their two phones from the chargers. He slipped one of them into his pocket and the other into her hand when he met her again.
“This hurts,” she cried out. Her mascara was starting to run, messing up the makeup she’d spent a full hour on, as Henry walked her out to the car and got her in. He shut her door before shutting his own, turning the car on. After a minute of tense driving down the cobblestone street, he heard a noise. His eyes flew over to her, worried something else had happened, but it wasn’t a cry. It was a laugh.
“Are you laughing? Or crying?” He asked, half-worried that she’d hit her head, too. He took his hand off of the steering wheel after a turn and placed it in between her thighs at the slit in her dress, not even thinking to adjust the air so she wouldn’t be cold.
“Both,” she winced as she pushed at her nose harder. “I found a meme.” Henry rolled his eyes, but smiled.
“What did I ever do to deserve you?”
“I’ll never understand that,” she answered in response.
“You’ll hurt more if you don’t stop laughing.” Her smile faded and she went back to holding her nose. Henry considered himself luck that the closest emergency room was just down the street and around a corner, because he was really starting to think she’d hit her head as she smiled at another meme on what looked like Instagram.
Henry pulled into the hospital and grabbed the parking ticket, shoving it in his dashboard. He then stopped the car and put it into reverse, trying to back into the spot. He looked behind him, placing his hand on the back of her seat.
“You’re really hot when you back up,” she said. Henry’s eyebrows furrowed with worry.
“I’m starting to think you have concussion, too. How hard did you hit that wall?”
“Ask Kal,” she scoffed in response. Henry turned the car off and went to get her from the passenger side, then walked her in. He instructed her to go sit down, thankful that the place was nearly empty on a Thursday night at 9 PM. He got into the line and was handed a tablet to fill out her information on, and took a seat beside her. She was still in her dress, hair still curled, and she leaned her head on Henry’s shoulder as he started typing.
“What’s your birthday, darling?” He asked. “I know the month, I forgot if it’s the thirteenth…”
“Fifteenth,” she answered. The tears were starting to come to her eyes again as her nose throbbed. “It’s starting to really hurt.”
“We’ll get you in, don’t worry.” He spoke as quietly as he could, noticing a sleeping child in one corner of the room. He hated hospitals, he remembered, but he was too stressed about the fate of his love’s nose to worry about it. He finished typing and brought it back to the nurse at the front desk, sitting back down beside his girlfriend. He put his arm behind her head, letting her lean into him again. His shirt could get bleached if it got blood on it, he decided. She shut her eyes, trying not to cry any more, as Henry took out his phone to text his friend that they weren’t going to make it because his dog had decided to be an absolute menace. And then he texted his neighbor, asking if they would mind watching the house. And then he turned to his girlfriend and kissed her.
The nurse called her name a few minutes later, just as Henry’s neighbor was texting him that he would be over to the house to set the alarm in a minute. Henry helped his girlfriend walk through until they were sitting her down to take her blood pressure. She cringed when they took blood from her arm, but didn’t need Henry to hold her hand. Another nurse showed them to an exam room and took her insurance card, leaving her alone with Henry.
“I’m sorry I ruined your wrap party,” she said. Henry chuckled.
“That’s not what I’m worried about right now. I’m worried about your nose.”
“Will you still think I’m pretty if it’s broken?” He looked over at her.
“I will still think you’re the prettiest girl in the world if your nose is broken,” he assured her. He took her hand and squeezed it, kissing her again his as the nurse walked back in.
“You’re lucky the swelling isn’t worse,” the nurse said after inspecting her nose, “but it does need to be re-set.”
“Can’t I just be ugly?” She groaned, looking over at Henry. “You said you’d think I’m pretty anyway.”
“Can you check for a concussion, too?” Henry asked. “She’s being a little… wacky.”
“I hate you.” The nurse laughed.
“Alright, just relax.” After another painful crack, her nose was fixed, and the nurse was giving her a prescription for stronger medication than what Henry had. There was no concussion, either – she’d just had too many glasses of wine at dinner. They were alone again, waiting for papers, and she had reached her arms out to hug Henry. The guilt of the entire night possessed him to kiss her face, over and over again, before sighing.
“Can I tell you something?” He asked as he hugged her.
“What?” She asked. He could smell her perfume going in and out of her nose.
“I was going to tell you I love you tonight. Because I am. I do. I love you. And I’m sorry your nose got broken.”
“I can’t believe it took my nose being broken for you to say it,” she replied. A smile teased at her lips. “I love you too, Cavill.”
“I’m sorry my dog is such an asshole sometimes.”
“So are you,” she remarked. “I forgive him. And at least this means I have an excuse to get a nose job.” Henry chuckled and kissed her. He was overloading her with kisses and she didn’t mind. If he gave her this many kisses hen she was hurt, maybe she should let Kal knock her over more often. Henry accepted the papers the nurse handed him when she came back in, and helped his girlfriend back out to the car. He took her hand this time, squeezing it as he watched her scroll through her phone again.
“Why do you love me?” She asked. “I’m such a mess.” Henry laughed and squeezed her hand tighter.
“Because you are the only person I know that would have a broken nose, laugh on the way to the emergency room, and forgive the dog who did it.” He smiled at her, even though it was too dark to see her face really, and let go of her hand as he pulled into the pharmacy. He looked over at her as he was halfway home, surprised to see that she was asleep. So he didn’t wake her. Instead he opened her door and took her out of it, picking her up and carrying her with absolute ease.
“You were a bad boy tonight,” he told Kal as he walked into the house. “Be quiet so she can sleep. She’s on the medicine you made them give her.” She didn’t stir when Henry laid her down on the bed, or when he took her dress off her shoulders. But she did when he walked into the bathroom, removing the cufflinks he had nervously put on at the hospital. They clinked on the vanity and Henry looked behind him as he heard the rustling of the bed covers.
“Henry?” She asked tiredly.
“Yes, my darling?” He asked as he looked behind him.
“Will you still love me after I get a nose job?”
“I would love you if you got a thousand nose jobs.” He walked back over to her, tucking her in, and pressed a gentle kiss to her swollen nose. “Good night, my love.”
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Heard you were looking for company!
I don't wanna spam you so this is gonna be pretty long lol
Okay first!
I'm sure you don't know what monster prom is but I have a self insert for it and I think I'm finally gonna make her look like me??
Which is exciting???
Like all my self inserts look like me but since my monster prom one is a monster girl all we have in common is hairstyle, personality, and like what clothes we wear
But I think I'm gonna have her have my skin color but keep the horns and stuff
I might draw her today???
Can't promise anything
Second!
I've made it a lil mission of mine to have my moots fall in love with my ocs
And the two I've been talking about are Alizah Hale and Alaska Howler derogatory cough cough
Also I just realized that their initials are both AH so that's interesting
Ah! The element of surprise
I've talked about Alaska more so I'll get his ass out the way
Alaska Howler, a 23 7'2" werewolf who's your stereotypical rich fuck boy asshole
I absolutely hate him he's a piece of shit
Like
He can be nice
The type of guy that helps drunks at the bar home
The type of guy that gets his personal make you clothes because you keep complaining about not being able to find cute clothes
The type of guy that would hold you close and validate you if you had a bad day
BUT
Since he knows how attractive he's an egotistical piece of shit and the fact everyone throws themselves at him doesn't help
Like
I've been thirsting over him with some of my moots, their fault I swear I hate him he's a guilty pleasure, like GOD he's such an ass I hate him so much
It's his damn height
It makes my size kink act the FUCK up
He's the type of guy you wanna punch in the face, just knock that fucking smirk off his face, but then have hate sex with him later
And then there's bby boy Alizah Hale
He's one of my yandere ocs
He's just so soft
Like he isn't that bad when it comes to yanderes
He pushes people away and hurts others for your sake, yes, but he does it so you don't get hurt or used!
Like Alizah is a double edged sword, he'd do absolutely anything you asked and kisses the ground you walk on like absolutely worship's you but also believes you're waaaay out of his league like why would you ever like him? Even as a friend?
Like he's desperate for your attention and will do anything to be next to you, so uh don't be too worried if one of your windows is unlocked, and takes any compliment from you as you wanting to date him/sharing the same feelings
Like he's just a really soft bby that wasn't affection
Has that childhood best friend/nextdoor neighbor kinda personality
I care he
He's a sweetie
Just a lil overwhelming at times
Lastly (?)
Idk if you have Netflix but I just binged Love Death + Robots and I loved it so much
It's a bunch of animated shorts, so like 5-20 minutes all depending, and there's this one short that I can't stop thinking about
It's really interesting and I'd give it a watch!
There's only 2 seasons rn
I think that's it?
The only book rec I have is Dumplin' it's a book I read junior year of highschool and I really liked it
It's about this chubby southern girl running for a pageant with other girls that have their quirks and aren't attractive by society's standards
I think there's a second book out?
Not sure
Anyways mwah mwah I hope this isn't too much of a read
BEEE!!!! omg i love hearing about people's ocs, this is such a treat!!🥺
for your monster girl, do you know what kind of monster she'll be? does she have any cool powers? tell me more~
okay. so alaska is SEVEN FOOT TWO AND YOU EXPECT ME TO ACT NORMAL. i swear if he even breathed in my direction i would crumple like a piece of aluminum, SEVEN FOOT TWO?????? homegirl i am Tall and like to feel Small, so this is the dream. thank you for bringing him into my life.
as for Alizah, yandere doesn't normally do it for me but HE is very pretty, and i would like to feel his tongue piercing:blush: that's what got me, honestly.
i haven't watched love death + robots, but i've heard good things!! if i ever get around to watching it, i'll let you know:)
And i've seen the movie for Dumplin', but i didn't know it was a book! the movie was really sweet, so maybe i'll check it out! oh no i might have to go to the bookstore /s
thank you for keeping me company and introducing me to your lovely ocs, dear<33 I appreciate you and love seeing you on my dash xx
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Howdy!
So, despite being a lurker, and then a semi-active person for a while I’ve never made an intro post! And, well, as one of the mods for @whumpmasinjuly now speed running the event to catch up, I figure I can be living proof that better late than never!
I’m Rosy, she/her/hers, a 22 year old Bi baby using writing as a coping mechanism for our hellscape. I’ve always enjoyed whump, without knowing it until I found the term last fall. I’m also a comfort whore, so always know that nothing I write has a sad ending, there’s fluff coming.
I love exploring OCs, vulnerability, interesting conditions for whump, and world building/making my ideas way too complicated. That or writing random requests to prompts. There’s really no in between. I've either thought about it way too much or not at all. Which I guess is to say, if there’s a prompt or scenario you’ve always wanted written drop it in my ask box, I enjoy the challenge! I’m really passionate about creative writing as a tool to explore, which ties into my work with nonprofit alternative education models.
I’ve got a few things posted on my blog, but none are the main stories I’ve been working on, because busy but also as said above I tend to...spend forever researching/drafting haha. If you’re interested in checking out the ideas I got in the pipeline, check under the cut! Feel free to let me know if you’d like to be tagged, some will start being published in the next few days.
And lastly, hope y’all don’t mind, but I thought I’d tag some friends & my fav authors in the community that have helped me start to get more involved!: @sableflynn @bleedingandfeverish @straight-to-the-pain @softsweetsuffering @mottinthemainpot @burtlederp @killtheprotagonist @slaintetowhump @wildfaewhump @ashintheairlikesnow @deluxewhump @0idril0 @whumpywhumper @moose-teeth @endless-whump @bloodandbandages @whumping-every-day @card-games-and-pain @starrywhump @nowhumponmain @orchidscript @untilthepainstarts @whump-tr0pes @albino-whumpee @whumpiary ok gonna stop tagging people now wow I read too much/talk to people a lot
My WIPs:
(Note: I’m trying to edit at least one of each to post this week but my muse hops around a lot so consistent and chronological these stories will not be. They’re ordered vaguely by where my muse is rn)
Elias: The newest one, a spur-of-the-moment addition who’s got a few more prompts coming. A boy who’s gotten the shit end of the stick in life ends up in the basement of a frat, tortured after the mob boss who took him to get a ransom from his shit-stain brother decided to cut losses and gift Elias to his nephew, passing him off as a boxboy in the process. Some well-meaning college students decide to rescue him, only to get into who knows what, certainly not me. Variation within BBU, thanks to @deluxewhump for the idea. Mainly recovery from torture for now
Studying About That Good Ole Way/Fae bb: A modern magic world loosely inspired by @0idril0 & @whumpywhumper’s Nico/Clint & Marcus/Lucien series’ respectively. Under the increased scrutiny of the modern age, magical creatures come forward with their existence. Fae have always lived in a state of fear but now more so, as their existence as a source of magic means they can be used for great feats, both by humans and magic folk alike. In fear, some hide their young as changelings in the hopes that in growing in non-magical communities, they will not develop their full magical characteristics.
Faith is a young girl from a ‘perfect’ anti-magic Christian family, who goes to a liberal arts college to study Theology. In her thesis work to understand how to reconcile God with the magic community, the exposure to the magic sparks her transformation into her full, natural Fae self. A professor/local pastor offers to help, which does not go well. Her brother Adam, who abandons his family and his church after it disowns and demonizes his sister, is left to pick up the pieces. Religious whump, torture, intimate whumper, some body horror/gore, recovery angst, a not-great himbo caretaker trying his best, found family eventually.
Once You Are Real: Victorian Magical vaguely Steampunk Fantasy world. A shopkeeper specializing in magical refurbishment & repair comes across a life-sized porcelain ‘doll’, broken and pieced together in webs of golden cracks. He quickly discovers that not only is this ‘doll’ actually a construct, it’s a sentient construct, the most advanced he’s ever seen, capable of distressing amounts of emotion and physical feeling. An uncanny valley of past pains that now sits on his bench to fix. Caretaker fluff, emotional angst, psychological angst, discussing human condition, some creepy/intimate whumper flashbacks.
The Paths We Travel: A trio that takes place in @wildfaewhump ’s Pathverse. Technically the first piece of this is posted, but I’ve rehauled it since then so I’ll be rewriting that intro.
Oren is a former A-Class, used to experiment with the extent of Class-A’s potential. He’s now sickened by his own abilities and seeking to hide, to find a new person other than the one he was. He’s trying to write his way to freedom, all the while avoiding his own history that’s written into every part of his person.
Cass presents an easy out, a friend-with-benefits that’s a bridge between his old life and a new one. Cass is a wealthy Class-C who’s parents hid her ability since she was the only child, and heir, to their pharmaceutical fortune. She’s on a mission to rebel and take hold of her identity, as only a privileged girl can, not understanding the consequences that may follow for a free path.
Alice is a Class-C who has lived her life working with a more private sector company, where her empath abilities were combined with drugs to offer high paying clients orgasmic and euphoric experiences without those nasty side effects. When Cass decides to rescue her while at a party on a whim, it’s a whim that thrusts the trio into a collision course. Drug/withdrawal whump. Recovery whump. Some real shitty caretakers, but they mean well. Exploration of not great people getting better together maybe? I control none of my characters please send help
Bakery Box Boy: Della, an older woman in charge of a popular bakeshop in a lakeside New England town is gifted a refurbished Box Boy as ‘help’ by a nosy neighbor convinced it’ll be a good way to help her finally grieve her recently deceased son. Della disagrees, and our poor BB is caught in the middle. Featuring a strong willed tough older woman caretaker, and a Box Boy who’s been refurbished about 3-5 times. God this is from a post from forever ago, but dammit it got too developed to throw away so it’s got at least a few prompts in its WIP folder I’ll get to editing eventually.
#whump#whump community#whump intro#blog intro#introduction#wijday1#RosysWIJSpeedrun#procrastination doesn't stop at graduation#whump meta#when will I post these stories#maybe after nap#new whump blog#Kinda#do I still count as new even though I now run a whump server and a successful event lmao
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(lovely anon) i'm so happy to finally be answering this oh my goodness hi gorgeous human being i feel that it has been too long 🥲 SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED SINCE THE LAST TIME I'VE WRITTEN ONE OF THESE HOW HAVE YOU BEEN
to answer the things you have said most recently- i'm so mad that spring break is over bc now i have to go back to life??? like dancing and school and shit that feels so unnessacry 😭 and like i can't just do nothing anymore? i was so used to it and now...... ugh. i STILL haven't played sims (i think it's because ✨depression✨ be hitting sometimes) lol but MWAHAH IM SO HAPPY FOR YOUR NEIGHBOR!AU AND THAT THEY HAD LITTLE BABY LEO!! i feel the name thing.. i just come up with something that sounds nice? i think leo is a nice name, it makes me think about lea michele and the fact that her son's name is Ever Leo but anyway. i don't name my sims after what i want to name my children irl either... idk why though. (i don't know why i'm telling you this but for boy names i love Liam🥰 and if i had twin boys i think i would do Liam and Peter though i am not married to the name Peter.... anywho)
LMAOOO the therpaist coming made me laugh thank you :)) i hope it's helpful? this may be tmi but i've only really had negative thoughts recently and not many healthy outlets so i'm hoping crossing one thing off this sad list will make me feel better :') i think during spring break my anxiety and my depression really spiked? idk, it comes in episodes but yeah THIS GOT REALLY SAD
i think a lot of things when i read your posts but i never say them hahaha so imma say it now: i googled what bon appetit meant ( i also just had to google how to spell it ) but ur right, i feel like bone apple tea makes more sense than bone apple teeth.. the "th" is throwing me off bc how i say it bone appa (like app-a) teet (like you're saying tit but teet lol) so bone apple tea makes more sense to me lol
i never know really know the time difference for anything lmao but est to germany (that's not gmt is it?) is like 6 hours wOAH so it's like 9pm while it’s 3pm here? wowee
i feel mega weird after watching this show called hollywood (darren criss is in it, so is laura harrier and a bunch of other people) but i don't like it💀 i feel really icky rn and idk why but reading your last response to my ask (?) always makes me feel better :')
i am doing what you said btw, i'm typing this on my computer first then gonna transfer it to my phone's tumblr lol but when you said a digital detox, it's interesting cuz i feel like i've been having one since tom's new project was announced? gOD i don't wanna get into it bc i get so triggered but i've been off of instagram since then bc instagram stans literally stand by tom through whatever even when something ain't right- i’m just gonna leave it there bc i’ll continue the rant, but yeah so i took a break lol
also heard abt your driving lesson thing (?) was it that bad? i can't find the old post but someone asked if you hooked up with your lesson person and i was sOOO CONFUSED LMAOO LIKE OK ARIA GET SOME BUT UHH HUH?
now to address the actual response HAHA the way you touch my heart :') by :') bringing :') up :') halle :') being ariel :') (i honest to God don't remember if i brought this up first, forgive me if i did, it's been a minute lmao) i'm always talking about it and i'm pretty sure my family is so tired of me talking about it lmao, but YEAH when i found out they weren't twins i was so surprised but idk why i always thought they were twins? but YOU ARE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE WITH THE DISNEY TALK- everyone is always like "tiana is my favorite princess" and yea she's strong and stuff but...... she was a frog. for almost the whole time. it's about time we got another one!! i do agree with some people on the fact that disney should just make another black princess but halle is adorable and i was ariel on stage so it's already really special to me :')
yeah lol there are good times with my brothers but they make me mad for a good portion of the time (there's the 12yo vincent and the 7yo daniel but vincent??? psshhh he is a piece of work and i'm not sure how much longer i can put up with him HAJAH AND YES VINCENT IS THE ONE WHO WAS 👁👄👁WHEN I CRIED AND THE ONE WHO DOESN'T LISTEN TO MUSIC- writing this now makes it sound like vincent is awful. which he isn't... we're working on him ig. not to add to the awfulness but no, he listens to obnoxious loud VIDEO GAME MUSIC and won't stop when we ask him to stop... he gets beat up a lot) anyway i imagine being an only child is really calming.. like you have time to yourself and its just you and your parents 😌
yeah let me know if you end up watching it (wandavision)! i think it's great but if you like it lmk!! tfatws is sooo good like PHEW i am honestly loving it. sidenote: j*hn w*lker makes me wanna jump through the screen and choke him to the ground. i was thinking right, and the falcon and the winter soldier (THATS SO MUCH EASIER FAJHKDAH) would techinally be like a 10 hour movie right? because every episode is an hour long and there'll be 10 episodes? like wow. i get what you mean though, abt the racism in the show etc, like looking forward to it but not like..... no i get what you mean i will not try and give another example lol but you make me wanna learn more languages like really badly (bc of what you said about the german to american translation) & if you end up watching hamilton PLEASE LMK ABT THAT TOO HAHAHA i love it so much, same thing with lion king lmaoo
speaking of germany, i was at lunch on saturday with my mom and her friend and we were talking about my schooling and like-- she planted this idea in my head lol like what if i just got my GED and went around the world (to england probably) to get a theatre experience??? and i think it sounds so cool but no where near practical lol, it's just..... the dream haha and i would then try and learn a language 😉
uh yes we absolutely should order basically a resturant meal at a cinema, how about burgers, chips (fries), and a large drink? any time next week works for me, should i pick you up?
also about cherry (which i still haven't watched yet lol) i got the timestamps from tumblr😌 i couldn't find them anywhere else, but i agree, i probably wouldn't even look twice at cherry if tom wasn't in it? like i liked tdatt a lot, but it's not a movie i would be itching to see ya know?
HAHAHAHA THE 24 HOUR NOTIFICATION- i think i have around 1030 hours on sims? but i've had it since 2019 lmao (reading the screenshots, yes u are 100% a genuis, i take screenshots too but on anon you can't upload them so i just read them and retype what i wrote lmao) i think the university experience in the game is fun, but time consuming and it's all work imo. idk why i do it so often tho 😭😭😭
and agreed!! when you're making good money in the game you have to find other ways to make it interesting. my cousins who play it just continously do "motherlode" and i'm like.... then what do you do in your game?? it just sounds boring to me... my current sims household, i had a famous comedian sim, her name was dylan, aND SORRY IM LAUGHING SO HARD WHILE WRITING THIS BC ITS A GREAT EXAMPLE OF THE UNI THING UNLESS IM JUST DUMB, she went to college for communications when i wanted her to be a comedian and when she graduated i realized that degree did nothing for the career 🥲 so yeah, i think i'm just dumb. but she had a kid in college, guy didn't stick around and she was pretty broke HA but then she got married to this (great) guy named steve, made good bank, had 5 more kids (two sets of twins and one more lol) but then she passed. uhm... yeah that's still an open wound . lol i'm kidding, but when you get rich like that, you have to find a way to make the game interesting and i chose a million kids.
(this was one giant paragraph until i broke it up uhh yeah) i seriously don't pay attention to the sims prices and just end up spending way too much money and not being able to finish the rest of the house😭 but then again, i'm so used to having sims live in apartments... if i end up building a house FIRST OF ALL it'll look like what you explained before lmao but i'll tell you if i actually end up building a house HAHA & planning out your sims game is so fun to me lol, did enisa and michael take in his daughter yet? i may be thinking too far ahead lol and i love that they fucked woohooed (i say woo woo lol) in celebration HAHA but when i was playing with this one couple i had them woo woo every night hoping the dude would have horrible pull out game and they would concieve, but one night they were too tired and i was like why? get back in there man. if i was in college and lived with my partner we would be fucking every night homie. be grateful. i have been talking a lot about sims, and like you said: enough 💀 i just love this game a lot 😭😭
SORRY LAST THING i think the sims romantic and sexual stuff is so nice bc its what i want?? LMAO IDK like the whole hot tub thing you're talking about- puh lease ITS JUST NICE TO SEE OKAY
i'm reading the german section over again and i said aloud "my german friend is so cool" lol (i was saying that to my brothers & i know they don't care LMAO) (& i'm glad the uni zoom call went well!!) so on a form, in german, it could possibily say Einführungsveranstaltungsteilnehmer because you would be a participant to an introductory event? i swear german sounds so cool 😌 but i love reading your german lessons!! it's really interesting, most of the time my brain can't comprehend it tho?? like that word makes sense to you, but i need a translation. like to be able to look at that and know what it says.... its just appealing and seems so cool lol i kinda wanna write something out in german but i feel that google translate will fail me. während googeln "google übersetzen" mein Computer war so verdammt langsam und es fühlte sich einfach wie etwas Gutes auf Deutsch zu sagen. ich bin nicht sicher, welches Wort ist "fucking", aber ich mag es lmao (did it fail me like i thought it would??)
LMAOOO THANK YOU FOR BRINGING UP JUSTIN BC WHILE AT THE RESTURANT THEY PLAYED A JUSTIN SONG AND I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF YOU AND THIS STORY😭 lol i was thinking it's depending on your age but not even that either... i really don't know.... but tom's fans are hollanders💀 i would consider myself one? he's the only person i'm really into like that (like a lot lol) so idk lmao (directioners 💔💔the pain is real)
LMAOOO (both of these paragraphs started off with “lmaooo” smh) "i like my men when they look like they are on the brink of death" PLEASE, i don't like pete's blonde hair... i just don't. i'm not sure if i wasn't watching the most recent snls but yea. my mom thinks he looks like trash, but i think he's okay? like he said staten island people just look like trash LMAO and I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN KING OF STATEN ISLAND GIRL I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THAT!! now i'm gonna make plans to watch it lmao, & yes agreed i find pete hot, don't ask why i really couldn't explain it to someone he's just .
my favorite songs from rex are from pony oh my goodness 🥺 anywho i'm gonna go eat cereal (i ended up eating bun and cheese instead) and listen to the Stormzy songs you recommended... aria. aria aria aria. i would like to thank you for introducing me to stormzy i- i don't have any words or any emojis to express HOW GOOD STORMZY IS. i hope he's popular in germany/the uk because i haven't heard of him but GURLLLL
one second - delicious i love it. it's really good. it’s not my favorite from the album, but its great.
superheroes - at first i played the non-explicit one (on accident) and wondered why the words weren't playing but i was reading them in the lyrics??? THIS ONE THOUGH??? IS THE BEST SONG I THINK I'VE EVER HEARD. i am so SO SO into black people empowering songs (like brown skin girl by beyonce) and this song???? PHEW I CRYYYYY ITS SO GOOD.... i was gonna quote some lyrics BUT THERS TOO MANY I LOVE, "i am young, black, beautiful, and brave" "black queen, you're immaculate, it's coming at the world, they ain't ready for your magic yet, and that was never your fault" THAT WAS NEVER YOUR FAULT- I ALMOST CRIED THIS SONG IS SO BEAUTIFUL (i played it twice lol)
lessons is another beautiful one, like its slow and it feels intimate and nurturing and just OO chefs kiss, beautiful . like you can feel the apology and the regret... it’s so good
own it - OWN IT OWN IT OWN IT IS AMAZING!! swear you would catch me dancing to this song, this song is so fucking good i cannot comprehend like this one might be my favorite for real... "it's the way you wind up your waist, i'm so in awe, you never have to worry abt nothing, you know its yours, you know you own it" 🥲 i played it two or three times honestly
rachael's little brother - YES I DID LISTEN TO IT LMAO AND YES I LIKE IT, its a very complex song and it's very layered in terms of emotions i think and i really like that about it. i probably won't listen to it that often, but its really good. i would recommend this song to my "older brother" bc he would just absolutely love this
shut up - i was taking this song seriously (also very good) until i heard him say shu-T up LMAO, this one is good, i probably wouldn't listen to it 24/7 like rachael's little brother but honestly its still fire
before listening to blinded by your grace and vossi bop, i know you brought up the religion bit, i definitely don't mind that, especially because i'm Christian lol and i actually liked that he brought up God in some of his songs like idk i just like it🥰🥰
(i then went to bed after that lol but first thing in the morning i listened to superheroes and... that song is probably my favorite tbh, i was gonna write MORE quotes that i loved from it but, yeah no there's too many. if you want i'll tell you lmao but this is already so long i would just be quoting the whole friggin song)
VOSSI BOP IS A BOP (lol) I CANT EVEN LIE, i love a song that hypes up a dude's girl so the line- i love that my phone decided to fail to load the lyrics, lemme google it, okay the lyric "looking at my girl like what a goddess" i was like AYEEE its honestly just really good. and no one in america says "sauce" like "i've got the sauce" but now i do (thanks to love island and Nas from last season) and now stormzy so (also im gonna watch the music video for superheroes bc it looks great so 😛)
(because this is already so long i feel like i shouldn't finish the rest but . no i'm gonna do it)
now for blinded by your grace pt2 idk why i’m nervous lmaoo PAUSE I'M NOT EVEN DONE WITH THE SONG GIRL THIS SONG IS *chefs kiss* no words, speechless PHEW y'all gon make me start jumping around. why did i not know about stormzy before, he is amazing i- ok yeah i finished the song, all i have to say is that Stormzy is immaclucate. period. i am literally sending his music to all my friends he is..... amazing
you want my song recommendations 🥺🥺 hmm uh okay lol i listen to a lot of old music, whitney houston, marvin gaye, queen, celine dion, i love "more than words" by extreme uhmm okay, but for actual music i listen to on the daily? (this is a lot of different music like.... they do not go together lmao so be prepared) a song about being sad by rex orange county, betty by taylor swift and lover by taylor swift and... most of that album lol, treasure by bruno mars lmao, OOOO and versace on the floor by bruno as well, lazybaby by dove cameron, creep by tlc has been on repeat lol, deja vu by olivia rodrigo (i saw what you said about drivers license and AGREED LMAO but i like deja vu a lot more haha) and two albums that i listen to in general, rare by selena gomez and ungodly hour by chloe x halle 🥰 you don't have to listen to all of them or any of them lol but that's a sense of what i'm into :) so basically everything haha, i'm into literally every single kind of music really so i wasn't too surprised that i enjoyed stormzy :’)
HAHASBSJHAHA your h20 story cracked me up,, like "wow these actors are so dedicated, learning german just for us" 😭 the beauty of overdubbing
once again, math and maths, in my mind maths makes sense because its mathmatics, but saying maths doesn't feel right to me lol, like if i said maths i feel like everyone would look at me like ??? and yea i was taught it as math so its just more natural for me. but yes math/maths is disgusting, easily one of my least favorite subjects so .
mkay. i- the first time i read this i could not contain my laughter when you said the only pollen you know is sex pollen LMAOKOOSHBABJFAJF STOPPP I'M EVEN LAUGHING WRITING THIS,, anyway. wow! that's interesting, my dad (<<< mostly anything else) gets migraines from the sun and the heat and stuff, yesterday (sunday, i was outside for like hours watching my brothers play football, the american kind lol) i was in the sun for like ever and i got a headache😔
summer clothes🥲 i need to go shopping fr fr. for my birthday my mom and dad got me a giftcard like dedicated to a shopping spree and we've yet to go so..... i should bring it up to my mom lol, but!! i went bra shopping (ended up returning literally all of them cuz they honestly didn't work for day to day work? its a long story) and if i could i would walk around in this new "summer bra" i got, i would. it's so fricking cute and its really light fabric (which isn't perfect for my nipples but still) so i don't get hot in it, but that bra and some shorts would be perfect. its the closest thing to being naked so
IS THE BIRD STILL BOTHERING U ARIA, TELL ME NOW ISTG, i laughed really hard that the bird isn't stupid and is really trying to torture you LMAOO like i was rolling, it wants you to suffer, badly
when you said "mensus" it was still close to mens!!! latin speaking queen 😌😌
okay STORYTIME i was reading back your response and started (fake) crying bc i love you lol and my youngest brother (daniel) gon say "oh man, catherine's crying about something we don't care about, again" I--- i swear when i tell you about them they sound awful, but they aren't that bad, just the stuff i say about them is sounds really mean LMAO
but the thing you said about being kind, same, what i always say is: don't be the person that makes people say "i hate people" ya know? like there's no reason to be a jerk or anything.... but its true 🥺🥺🥺🥺 you are really kind and every time i talk to you i would like to personally fly to germany and give you a hug 💖💕💞💗💓💝💖💘
& i'm gonna show my stretch marks some love bc of you 🥺😭 i really hate how men have basically everyone conditioned that you can't love your own body </3 fuck them, y'all beautiful :')
also thanks for what you said :')) you literally are the kindest, sweetest person i think i've ever spoken to and i love you 🥰🥺🥲💓💗
READING YOUR TAGS HAHAHHAHA the spelling errors makes everything so much funnier. once again, i like your german lessons & yea!! i'm gonna play sims after writing this hahah
#catherine's tags are back #i don't think i've told you my name before?? #anyway it's catherine🥰🥰🥰 #i'm typing this on my computer (without emojis) and if i didn't edit this you would be reading shit shite like #heartface and pout and cry LMAO #yeah abt the tattoos #some stuff with my parents i'm like deal with it??? lol #my mom tells me "if there's something you enjoy or you like but i don't have the same opinion on it... why would my (my mom's) opinion matter? #and i love that #like i'm not gonna go and do whatever i want #but if my mom doesn't like that i swear (which isn't true just an example) #its like okay.... #but whatever #and your tattoo ideas sound really cute!! #and yeah @ your parents, i mean you aren't getting something wild #and the tattoo album>>> #i'm gonna look up ariana's butterfly tattoos just so i know what you mean lol #but i'm guessing you don't want something so incredibily simple, but not super like over the top? #correct me if i'm wrong lol #LMAO the tags were in order don't worry ! #and yeah lol ily2 <33 #and once again, again, sorry for this post JSHJS ITS A MESS AND LONG AS HELL #and you don't need to go in order of my post its literally longer than your german compound words #u're fine #also !!! while writing this the birds were chirping outside and i was like 😳 #and one of your fics (i’ve read all of them, i don’t remember lol) that valentine’s day one where y/n had lingerie on (the pancake one lol) #inspired me to buy lingerie #like when i look back on me “growing up” #that fic & basically you lol really helped with that #that made no sense and i don’t know how to make it make sense... but... yeah. like ily
hiiiiiiiiiii <3333
Dear catherine, 😌
(you have said your name before, but it wasn‘t like an introduction or anything i think you were talking about .... was it possibly the incident at the cinema??? And you said something like ‘calm down catherine‘ like you were telling yourself to calm down idkd dkdkkdkd anyway i didn‘t mention it cause i wasn‘t sure if it was an accident or not dkdjd but now i know 😌❤️ Catherine is such a cute and lovely name btw omg and so are your brothers‘s names 🥰
Sorry that I‘m answering this so late, it‘s been an emotional rollercoaster for me since last week but i‘ll get to that in a second lol
Sksklssk girl i haven‘t played sims in like 2 weeks now ekejdkdlldld ok that‘s not that long at all actually but i keep wanting to play but then i end up not playing for whatever reason, so no news about my sims game 😔 but i love the names Liam and Peter and for twins!!! That sounds really nice actually
okay i‘m trying to answer your ask in chronological answer even though i wanted to wait for the depressing stuff and write it at the end or something OKAY so. i thought that i‘d feel so good when i start uni and that i‘ll like... have a purpose in life again and just be happy (cause in the last year i didn‘t do much and i was depressed like half of the time lol).... anyway i kind of feel even worse now? 😭 i think it‘s because in my brain it‘s like: university!!! that means your life will change and it‘ll all be so exciting. and don‘t get me wrong it is exciting butttt..... idk the online thing is so weird cause you‘re not meeting any new people (i‘m introverted anyway but still lol) and it doesn‘t feel like you‘re listening to/talking to actual people cause it feels the same as just watching a video?
also i thought i‘d be busy again but i only have one lecture (90mins) a day and theres one day where i dont have any lectures at all and just one day where i have 3 hours but.... idk i mean i shouldn‘t complain about having so much free time but i just don‘t know what to do all day and in a pandemic there really is nothing to do but i also can‘t relax bc it‘s like during the week and i know i have uni the next day and .... yeah.
There‘s also this one assignment i had to do that took me AT LEAST SIX HOURS AND IM NOT EVEN EXAGGERATING????? so that was the only thing i‘ve been doing besides “going to“ lectures. for this one course we have to read two (really really long) texts (like it literally took me 3 hours to read them) and we‘re supposed to post it on this website that all the professors in our uni use. So after 5 days of anxiety (✌🏼) i posted mine this morning bc last night i realised that i didn‘t even know why i was having anxiety so i just posted mine today. The deadline is tomorrow at 12 and no one except me has posted theirs yet........ so i have anxiety again 🥰 cause idk if i‘m the only one who did it or if i even did it correctly
Edit while i‘m rereading this: my anxiety about uni is a lot better and i‘m not as d*pressed anymore maybe it was just hormones? idk but i‘m better so that‘s good
(I started writing this like 5 hours ago and then i randomly completely forgot lol)
I‘m in a better mood now though so let‘s move on from that (oh wait also, i think i‘m gonna see if i can find a psychiatrist bc with my anxiety symptoms (long story) i need to go to a psychiatrist, and so far i‘ve only gone to like psycholgists and it didn‘t help but i think that‘s just bc i was meant to go to a psychiatrist and not a psychologist so dldjdjsj
n e ways but yes you‘re not alone, ily, things will get better and yes i love you (i‘m not good at this type of thing🥲 but i‘d hug you right now if i could <3)
Yess i think the time difference between est and me is 6hours but gmt is uk time i believe? i think mine is called.... cet? For central european time? I could be completely wrong though lmao
Oof i completely forgot about hollywood, i remember when laura kept posting about it on instagram but i never actually watched it and i definitely won‘t now lmaodkdksjsn
Okay my driving lesson LEBDJDKDK I DID NOT HOOK UP WITH ANYONE AKSJSKSMMLM especially not my 40 or 50 year old driving instructor lol i like her but NOT LIKE THAT, the lesson was really really really good actually and i think i‘ll have my driving test soon, but i don‘t even remember why the anon would have thought that??? Oh wait now i remember okay KEKSKDLDL so during the lesson my instructor was like do you mind if i turn on some music? AND THIS WOMAN TURNED ON ONE DIRECTION I LOVE HER so i made a post about it and i said something about the song up all night and i guess i phrased it in a .... idk in a dumb way 💀 so the anon made a joke that i stayed up with my driving instructor all night and NO. No.
Wait did i read that right? YOU WERE ARIEL ON STAGE? SIALDBDJDKSLMSBDKDMDMDKDJSLSMDJFJJEDMBFEKLEFBJDLDVSIDLESKSKWKDKDJDOWNYUEKWNDUWLNSUFLWVSUDLEHDOENSIDBEISBEHENJELBSIEMWUDNRIW KB WOBE JO ON SBEUU HIII S HWS LV W ICH US KB okay this keyboard smash is getting out of hand but uh please do elaborate on that 💘😌???? Like you can‘t just drop that information and not say more??? I forgot if you‘re in like your school‘s drama group (is that a thing? lol idk anything about acting) or in an independent group? Either way - ARIEL that is so fucking cool
Your brothers loooooool, no i get it though obviously you love them and stuff but esp at their age children are so annoying so good luck with them 😭😭😭lmao
Yeah “anyway i imagine being an only child is really calming.. like you have time to yourself and its just you and your parents 😌“ yeah just me and my parents who constantly fight 🥰 lmao no i like being an only child, like i cannot imagine having siblings but i feel like if i had siblings i would be saying that i can‘t imagine being an only child so? but i do think it‘s quite different like i‘m trying to imagine having siblings and WHAT that‘s just so different omg i‘ve never really thought about it like properly ???
I saw a tik tok the other day that was like “sometimes i forget that my siblings have a life of their own. like i see them as side characters in my life“ and even though i can‘t relate obviously i felt that. lol, like i can really imagine how it feels idk what i‘m talking about like shut the fuck up, daria
(also my actual name is daria not aria but i dont like it, and also i wanted to be more anonymous on tumblr so now i‘m aria lmao. pls don‘t mention it though cause no one knows except for you and mel (peterbenjiparker) dkdkdkdnkdnd. but i‘m starting to identify with the name cause everyone keeps calling me that looool😭😭😭 (but i like the name, more than daria anyway? well it also depends on the accent, cause the way germans say daria is okay. the was Americans say it is also okay, but some of my family in England are from the north of england and i don‘t like how they say my name 💀 no offence to them(?) but yeah pls don‘t mention the name in your ask cause the chance of people seeing it is higher then (or if you want to say something about it just send a separate ask and i just won‘t post it (IDK what you‘d want to say about my name but yeah just in case slsldlldmsndnsns)
I‘m loving falcon and winter soldier so much but when i was watching an episode the week before last week (?) my laptop broke😭😭😭😭 during the scene where the dora milaje came at the end my laptop just shut down? And it had these lines all over the screen and i had to bring it to the shop where i bought it and they said it‘ll take 6-8 weeks to repair 💔💔💔 but at least it‘ll be for free, cause if i brought it back to apple it would cost like 400€ (i think that‘s nearly 500$) so yeah. but it sucks cause now i‘m “going to uni“ on a really old rusty laptop and on my phone which kinda sucks. oh yeah and also i can‘t watch anything on there 😭 i definitely want to watch wandavision but it‘ll have to wait🤧
Yessss you should def get your GED! I googled and I‘m still not entirely sure what it is dldks but from how you described it- YES!!!!!!
Idk if you know this? Like no idea if I‘ve told you this already (hmmm wait i feel like we talked about it actually?) anyway i was originally gonna go study in England, but for loads of reasons I ended up staying in Germany and I‘m def happy with my decision, but I definitely want to go to England sometime even if it‘s just for six months or maybe for my masters or something? And (obviously everyone is different) but i think everyone should go abroad and live in a different country once in their life, no matter if it‘s for school or what, and even if it‘s just for a few weeks. But i think that‘s something that you‘d never ever forget! And combining that with your acting/theatre??? You really would be living the dream 💘💘😌
how about burgers, chips (fries), and a large drink? any time next week works for me, should i pick you up?— sounds good see you soon 🥰🥰🥰
i used to be one of the people who‘d just do motherlode motherlode motherlode and just... what did i do? Why did i do that??? But not anymore lol. Like I said i haven‘t played sims in a few weeks but i‘ve been watching a few legacy challenge let‘s plays and usually i play with the aging off. So my sims just don‘t age 💀 but i could (should) turn aging on so that it stays exciting and i have limited time and everything. and once i get bored with my current sims i can just make them have kids and continue playing as their children when they get older- like recently i remembered that i haven‘t played the acting career in ages? and i haven‘t had a shop in ages? and i think you can even become a vet right??? like those are definitely some things i want to do in the next weeks!!! Also yes sksksjs i have a few hundred hours on sims as well (if not thousands 😭) it was just that one household that i‘d been playing with for 24hrs
AND GIRL SSKSKJD THE UNIVERSITY THING HAPPENED TO ME TOO, it was a while ago so i don‘t remember what degree and what job it was about but i made my sim study something for aaaaaages so she‘d get a better job from the beginning (you know what i mean like get in at a higher level)...... and i apparently studied the wrong thing cause i didn‘t get any benefits from studying and still had to start at level 1 and shit 🥴🥲
Oh also (this was like 2 weeks ago) Enisa and Michael did take in Michael‘s daughter and i think Enisa currently even has a higher/better relationship with the daughter than Michael but um💀💀💀 also i was hoping (since michael and enisa married (in their back yard i think lol) that the daughter (i forget what her name is😭) would have enisa as her step mom? Like you know how you can see the relationship and it says daughter or son or sister.. and i was hoping that it would say step mom but it doesn‘t say anything 🥲 but in my mind (and if the sims had proper family relations) she is her step mom😌 also Leo is a teenager now???? I mean I aged him up lol dkdk he was being too annoying as a toddler but i don‘t like children so i aged him up twice in one day and now he‘s a teen, but that means he can look after his half sister when she becomes a toddler which is good (the game recognises them as siblings tho even if they‘re just half siblings? why can‘t they have step family members in the sims🥲) okay i‘ve annoyed you enough with sims ✋🏼
I‘ve been a bit sick these past few days and now i‘m getting a headache so i have to finish this response tomorrow 😭😭😭 </3
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It‘s not tomorrow, it‘s 3 hours later but i‘m better lol
oooff when sims are ungrateful and won‘t woo woo (lol i like that) cause they‘re too tired like?? Be grateful that you‘re not living with your parents anymore 🙄 no okay dkdkdkdl idk if you play with mods (i don‘t) but i know there is a mod (or it‘s part of a mod idk maybe wicked whims?) where you can adjust the percentage of how risky a normal woo woo is, like you still click woo woo (3dksksks okay i‘ll say woohoo again— wait is that what’s it called? 😭) but there‘s like a 25% chance that your sim can still get pregnant just like in real life there‘s always a chance of getting pregnant even if you‘re using protection (just not 25% lmao) but yeah i personally don‘t play with mods sksk and you can always just click try for baby but it would be cool if you could add stuff like risky woohoo to the game without mods (i have no idea how to download mods and i play sims on a really really old laptop and sims is literally tje only thing that works on it anyway so—) i repeat my words from earlier: okay i‘ve annoyed you enough with sims ✋🏼
okay i‘m so sorry i‘m gonna watch fast & furious 1 now cause i need to watch f&f 1-5 until the 30th of april cause they‘re only on netflix til then (i mean i could watch them somewhere else but the quality is never as good) so i will finish this tomorrow after all😭
it is now 1 am, i finished the film, can feel a new obsession coming up again (i always have these f&f obsessions for six months before and after a new film comes out)
THE GOOGLE TRANSLATE wkekdjdj tbh it sounds like someone is speaking with some kind of foreign accent i guess that‘s probably because it just is a direct translation and so anyway slsjsj i don‘t know if you asked me what the word fucking is in german? like idk cause the translation is a bit weird but in case you asked lol sidjsjs theres not really a good translation like we just say fuck for fuck lmao, i don‘t know if you typed in fucking in google translate and it came out as verdammt? cause that means damn (or damned sksjjs) ummm yeah idek if/what you asked so imma move on🤧
I‘m not gonna comment on what you said about every stormzy song cause you already said all the important things but SKSKSJSJSKNSNDBDUDOENWBSLSKKHSULSLSKSBSJSKSK I WAS SMILING SO HARD WHEN I READ YOUR RESPONSE FOR THE FIRST TIME BECAUSE AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH finally i know someone who loves him as much as i do 💘💘💘 also since you brought it up, i‘m pretty sure he‘s considered the most successful UK rapper or if not then at least top 3 so he‘s defffffffffinitely big in the uk, in germany more and more people are listening to uk rap too but not as much stormzy cause theyre dumb apparently 🙄 but anywY i‘m sooooo sooo happy that you like him. i think hith came out end of 2019 (i could be wrong but i think it came out on the 13th of december so (in a european way) you‘d write the date: 13.12 and obviously i don‘t KNOW this but i can definitely imagine that he chose that date because ACAB and yes, Michael. Yes. But he hasn‘t made too much music since then so i hope he‘s working on some new stuff 🤞🏼
Also i ordered the stormzy poster😌 also a nicki minaj one bc i decided i‘m gonna have one wall with red-ish posters (i already have two kinda red ones) and one with blue/green-ish posters (already have two) and i can add stormzy to the blue one and nicki to the red one, but i think that‘s it cause if my walls are tooo full it could look cluttered? I‘m not sure how that type of thing works lmao but my room is generally untidy so i don‘t want the walls to look unorganised too so i think that‘s it for now
I really want to finish this now but my brain is getting kinda slow and i need to sleep soon so this will have to wait till later after all 🥺🥴 (not that it makes and difference to you bc you‘ll see this whenever i post it buttttt i wanted you to know that i want to talk to you again but with my slow brain i‘m just taking too long to do it in one day😭😭😭 and i‘m so busy tomorrow hmm but i‘m sure i‘ll have 30 minutes to finish this then <3)
Okay wait I‘m so dumb I didn‘t realise I‘d nearly answered everything i could have posted this yesterday 😭😭
Oooohh that summer bra sounds so nice like if i was confident enough i literally would just wear a top that resembles a bra (or really is a bra lol) cause my tiddies always be looking amazing i‘m just insecure about my stomach sometimes 🙄🙄🙄 but recently i‘ve been loving myself more and more tbh 😌
also i hope you can go shopping for some nice clothes soon ✨😌
I‘ll be honest I haven‘t listened to your song recs YET but only because i wanna take my time with them and i‘ve been so busy and slso AJ tracey‘s album came out last week and I haven‘t listened to that one yet either so ekdkdj (he‘s also a uk rapper like quite popular and successful as well, but i feel like i‘m not gonna like his album cause whenever i‘m looking forward to an album it ends up being really bad and the albums where you weren‘t expecting it turn out to be bangers.... so yeah but i‘ll let you know when i listen to your songs!!!! :)
Omg i keep having to scroll up all the way to see the next thing you said so sorry if I completely miss some of the things you said😭😭
So when you sent this the bird was still bothering me oh my FUCK DKDLDMMDMDMD but now i‘ve been going to bed at like 1-2am so the bird is probably still asleep lool
Okay and for the rest of your ask my response is: 💘💖❣️💚❣️💛❣️💛💕💞❤️💓💟💞💕💕💖💘💝💟💟🧡❤️🧡💞💛💚💓💚💚💚❣️🧡💖💘🧡💝🧡💕💘🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥰🥺🥺💘💘💘💘💘 (okay that looked cuter in my head i don‘t really like the green hearts dldkkdksndnd)
#lovely anon#<3333333333333#‚‘it‘s literally longer than your german compound words‘ LMAODKDMSLDKSLKS#ignore the comma at the beginning of the last tag????#aww wait i just read what you said at the end of your tags🥺🥺💘💘💘#love youuuu#ooooof i‘m reading my response and do i not know what a period is? like period as in. full stop.#my sentences are literally paragraphs and i use keyboard smashes to separate sentences from each other like what‘s wrong with me???#or ‚lol‘ snd ‚lmao‘#imma need me to do better (did you listen to heavy is the head as a whole? like the whole album? the song do better is stuck in my head toda#today so)#i‘ll try to write normal length sentenced in the future💀#sentencessss*
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Baby!Into1 x Daycare au | Intro
(ft. Bo Yuan as the caretaker of the 10 chaotic bunch, ranging from the ages of 3-5)
a/n: hello hello yumi here~ so this is the first into1 au of mine that will ever see the light of day. at first I was going to write things for it, but honestly I'm going to make it into a series with incorrect quotes to attach with it. this post will be the bios of all the babies and our lovely caretaker Bo Yuan, so enough of me babbling and I hope you guys could enjoy~
First off, we have the Caretaker™ Bo Yuan:
my mans is like in his 20's rn
wanted to open up a little day care as like side job/internship because he wanted to teach kids in the future so he was like “might as well start working with kids now!”
and so
he did it
only regretted his life decisions when his devil number 1 and devil number 2 does something bad
other times he really enjoy looking after them! and he doesn’t even feel like it’s a job!
has been thinking about taking a field trip with all 10 of them but he’s afraid:
1) he might lose one
2) he might lose himself
3) can they behave themselves
his favorite thing to do is having all of them gather around while reading a fairytale to them for nap time
or sometimes he would sing a song
he has a lot of favorite things in day care, literally having all 10 of them just there makes him happy
except when lin mo and nine is having a scream off:
lin mo: ahh
nine: aHH
lin mo: AHH
nine: AHHHHH-
bo yuan, running into the room: what’s wrong?
ak: screaming
bo yuan: why?
patrick, with his hands over his ears: TO SEE WHOS LOUDER
all the other boys: *nods*
isnt always watching the kids 24/7, since day 1 when the kids came in he told them the rules of the daycare and kinda just let them familiarize the place
(bo yuan: its a daycare, and they are kids, they are suppose to have fun!
keyu, in the back, mumbles: i wanna climb the tree in the yard
bo yuan, turns around: keyu no)
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And now we have the kids!!
Liu Yu:
4 years old
very quiet, just likes to sit and read and draw
the most obedient one, and likes to follow around bo yuan
well,, most of the time
he’s played a few pranks on bo yuan like:
bo yuan: liu yu nap time is over you have to wake up
liu yu: *not moving*
bo yuan, gently nudged liu yu: liu yu wake up!
liu yu: *continues to fake sleep and not move*
bo yuan: *leans closer to liu yu’s face to make sure hes not sick or has a fever*
liu yu, scares bo yuan: WAH
bo yuan: liu yu dont do that! you scared me!
liu yu: *giggles*
likes to stretch and bend himself in odd positions
(bo yuan: everyday I’m in fear that he will snap himself in half)
kinda an introvert but once he hangs around everyone for a bit he will open up to them and fit himself in very well
likes to organize and keep things how he found them/have special places where he organizes his toys
jiayuan: *moves liu yu’s fan*
liu yu: hey! put that back!!
has really good etiquettes and never really fights or argues or bicker with the other kids
but likes to joke around and mess around with once in a while
patrick: wahhh i put my cupcakes here who took one!
liu yu, hiding it behind his back: idk maybe keyu took it?
the least of bo yuan’s worries since he’s always in bo yuan’s sight, also he’s aware of his surroundings so he actually helps bo yuan make sure everything’s okay
(bo yuan: i made a checklist for myself on the whiteboard and liu yu likes to check things off for me, he said “coloring in the boxes is fun” so now he's the reason why i get all my work done)
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Santa:
4 years old
riki’s best friend
super happy and bright, like a ray of sunshine
is easily scared
lin mo: hi
santa: WAHHHHH BO YUAN GEGE
really likes bo yuan, would stick on to him a lot and ask him about everything
santa: bo yuan gege whats this?
santa: bo yuan gege what’s that?
santa: bo yuan gege what are you making right now?
hangs out with liu yu and mika a lot (other than riki)
riki is older than him but would hold riki’s hand and take him around like a didi
also really likes racing with mika for E V E R Y T H I N G
(bo yuan: yeah couple days ago they tried to race who can fall asleep faster but because they kept on peeking at each other so they basically didn’t sleep till i said i’ll watch for them)
really likes to dance, every time he hears music he would start grooving around
loves learning new things, which is probably the reason why he always asks bo yuan so many questions
also least one of bo yuan’s worries, just gotta make sure jiayuan and lin mo don’t pull pranks on him
(bo yuan: well they dont really pull prank pranks, its just once lin mo grabbed a frog and started running around and showing it to everyone, but lin mo lost grip and the frog jumped on santa)
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Rikimaru:
5 years old
looks like he’s 3, acts like he’s 3, but is actually 5
best friends with santa! always sticks around him and likes to tug on a corner of his shirt out of habit
bo yuan: alright everyone it’s nap time! i’ve made the beds for everyone
riki, sees his bed is not next to santa: bo yuan gege can you switch my bed next to santa? i wanna be next to santa
he didn’t start speaking till he was 4 so he often stutters when he talk and just looks confused a lot (it's because he’s thinking and formulating his words)
santa and the other kids would always have to interpret for him
bo yuan: riki I brought some snacks today do you want cookies or marshmallows?
riki: ???
santa, motioning with his hands: bo yuan gege said do you want the white fluffies or brown crunchies
riki: oh! crunchies!
squishy cheeks,, bo yuan’s favorite thing is to squish his cheek everytime he sees him
riki: gud mooning bo yuan gege!
bo yuan, squishes riki’s cheeks: ahh I haven’t seen you in so long good morning!!
nine: wait wasnt riki here yesterday??
also likes to stretch,, often seen around with liu yu and they just help each other
(bo yuan: i am afraid he will snap himself in half too)
not too much of bo yuan’s worries, besides the fact that he might get kidnapped because he’s so oblivious
(bo yuan: we were playing outside in the yard once and riki just wandered off because he thought the neighbor’s flowers were pretty)
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Mika:
4 years old
also kinda an introvert, doesn’t interact with too many people
usually it’s santa that approaches him first or keyu^^
found a ukulele in the toy bin one time and wouldn’t let go of it (he claims it’s his now)
his favorite activity at daycare is when they all sing together, that’s when he smiles the most and has the most fun
the one that likes to nap the most
also likes to help bo yuan cook once in a while (mostly just having mika washing vegetables and passing things to bo yuan)
very laid back and not noisy (till he starts playing the ukulele)
often gets scared by lin mo’s sudden screams (actually, lin mo scares a lot of people, sorry to mika’s ears)
also not one of bo yuan’s worries, literally there’s nothing to worry about with mika, all the kids just likes to sit around mika and pet his head so he keeps everyone safe
(bo yuan: one time I couldn’t find any of the kids in the play room, apparently they were all in the napping corner petting mika’s head since he just got a hair cut)
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Nine:
4 years old
loud, very loud.
pouts a lot
everyone calls nine cute, even the boys who are younger than him
likes to boss around patrick because he’s older
nine: patrick gimme that juice box!
patrick: you’re closer you get it!
nine: i’m older than you!
literally scared of everything
if he hasn’t seen it before and it’s living, he’s scared
jiayuan: *holds a bowl of tadpoles*
nine, several feet away: WAHHH WHAT IS THAT
the happiest when he gets snacks + real food food
also really likes to sing!! his favorite thing is watching disney movies because there’s so much music in it and he just loves to sing along
he’s not part of bo yuan’s worries because he’s literally scared of everything, but nine is really naive and would do things that the other kids tell him to do so, it’s a 50/50 on nine
(bo yuan: there was an edible decorative flower on keyu’s birthday cake couple days ago, and somehow jiayuan convinced nine all flowers were edible. so today during outside time nine almost ate the neighbor’s flowers)
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Lin Mo:
3 years old
LOUD. VERY LOUD.
probably the craziest most hyper one out of them all
he and jiayuan always have something bad planned
literally doesn’t have a moment where he’s calm
constantly in bickering mode with ak
lin mo: NO IM RIGHT
ak: NO. IM RIGHT
patrick: what are they arguing about?
keyu: *shrugs*
but is also best friends with ak so he’s also calm around him
(bo yuan: yeah these two have on and off days, you can never predict it)
and also constantly naruto runs around the daycare
bo yuan: lin mo stop running!
lin mo: *nyoom*
he also once nyoomed into keyu
keyu: ow what was that for?
lin mo: you were in my way!
and now he nyooms into keyu for fun
a very good mood maker
likes to smile/laugh a lot
would calm down if you show him a movie or a cartoon
number 2 on bo yuan’s worry list because he’s the "bad influence" for everyone, also he reduces hearing for everyone
(bo yuan: i’ve secretly made a tally book on how many times i have to say “lin mo” in a concerning tone this week and he came in 2nd. he was only here for like 3 days!)
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Zhang Jiayuan:
3 years old
YOURE THREE STOP SMIRKING LIKE THAT
couple months younger than lin mo but this is the real culprit under a lot of his and lin mo‘s plans
it’s just because jiayuan has a lot of crazy ideas and he says them out loud and lin mo is just like “yes”
also sometimes they are just accidents, but he's always doing weird questionable things with lin mo
got really sad one time because he brought tadpoles and put them in the fish tank and killed them since the fish went nom
but then started to constantly catch for tadpoles to feed the fishes
bo yuan: jiayuan stop, you’re killing the frog population!
jiayuan: but the fishies are hungry *pouts*
likes to fight/mess around with keyu for no reason
keyu: *sitting there, drawing*
jiayuan, with a squishy hammer: *bops keyu’s head*
but also will protect keyu if anyone tries to mess with him
lin mo: *nyooms into keyu for the 3rd time of the day*
jiayuan, hugs keyu: stop hurting him!
the calmest thing he likes to do is taking care of plants, probably because he saw bo yuan spraying the plants one time and he like to squeeze the spray bottle
number 1 on bo yuan’s worry list, this child is literally not safe alone or with anyone. they were trying to celebrate keyu’s birthday and jiayuan tried to touch the candles, while it was lit, by the flame.
(bo yuan: i just got the tablets and haven’t set up children mode, so i’ll take the blame for this one. but also why are kids so good with technologies nowadays??)
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Patrick:
3 years old
squishy :D
smiley :DD
favorite thing is nap time and snack time
somehow knows every location where bo yuan hides their snacks
bo yuan: *getting the snacks that he hid in the piano*
patrick: *sitting next to the window sill with the snack* hi~
of course bo yuan can never get mad at patrick for eating the snacks because patrick doesn’t do anything bad
also he's a growing child
best friends with keyu,, and drags him on to “adventures”
*the daycare got a new toy play house*
patrick: bo yuan gege, keyu and I are moving out so we can go on an adventure!
keyu: I didnt agree to this??
wants bo yuan to add dress up into the daycare games, since he wants to dress up the other boys in the daycare
patrick: i call it, patrick fashion!
not part of bo yuan’s worries till he’s on his hunt for the hidden snacks, just because bo yuan is afraid he might hurt himself
(bo yuan: i started hiding the snacks higher up and one time i saw him trying to climb on keyu’s shoulders to grab it)
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Zhou Keyu:
3 years old
smart, but really clueless at the same time
tall, but has the personality of smol
likes to draw
also likes to read with patrick,, but usually patrick falls asleep so it’s him, the book, and a sleeping patrick
wears glasses all the time since his vision isn’t so good but somehow he makes glasses look good on him???
has a chain with his glasses because there too many glasses incident with keyu
glasses #1 keyu: I don’t like them! *takes it off and loses it*
glasses #2 keyu: *takes them off for nap time, but riki accidentally rolled on to them and snapped it*
glasses # we don’t know how many: *disconnected from the keyu universe*
also like a month younger than lin mo but literally has to make sure lin mo doesnt “blow” the place up
lin mo: what if I stuck this fork into the pluggie thing?
keyu, picking lin mo up: nope you’re not
when keyu is clueless he either stands there or just sit there and space out, not really noticeable but bo yuan ran into him doing that a couple times
(bo yuan: I thought he was an ai that was malfunctioning, it scared me at first but now I know he just doesn’t remember what he’s doing)
oh did I mention this,, even though he’s one of the youngest, he’s the tallest, with that advantage he likes to try to pick people up
jiayuan: keyu pick me up!
keyu: no
patrick: keyu likes me more he will pick me up!
keyu: no
patrick: *pouts*
keyu: *tries to pick both jiayuan and patrick up at the same time*
bo yuan, running over: ZHOU KEYU PUT THEM DOWN YOULL BREAK YOURSELF
not too high up on bo yuan’s worry list, give him a piece of paper or book or anything he would just calmly sit there and do something with it
(bo yuan: every time when we do art or reading its so hard to pry keyu away, he has to finish what he was doing and he’s so concentrated he doesn’t hear anybody)
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Liu Zhang (AK):
4 years old
loud, VERY LOUD.
he doesn’t know he’s loud
bo yuan: ak you don’t have to yell
ak: OKAY
monopolized over all the instrument music type of toys in the daycare
bo yuan: ak you know you have to share your toys right?
ak: I gave the ukulele to mika
honestly having ak is like having a walking megaphone so bo yuan ended up actually making ak his little helper for announcements
bo yuan: ak go tell everyone is lunch time
ak: alright!
ak: *da da da running to fetch his little stool*
ak, stands on a little stool in the middle of the play room: ITS LUNCH TIMEEEEEE-
nine, swats ak’s leg: YOU SCARED ME
the only time ak is quiet is when he’s around lin mo, he kinda just likes to watch lin mo and follow him around so that’s that
unless lin mo starts messing with him, then you just lose your hearing for the day
also at first bo yuan was trying to see what ak is interested in, and he taught ak hot cross buns on the bells and thought that would calm ak down,, but oops ak ended up making more noises
patrick: I WANNA SLEEP AK
(bo yuan: I swear something happened to this kid or something. he’s not hard of hearing but he’s just naturally so loud)
i too would lose my hearing if im around ak so much
not to high on bo yuan’s worries but he just make sure ak isn’t being too loud and bothering the other kids, usually he’s pretty good about that but you never know when a little patrick will start napping or anyone really so gotta contain his energy
(bo yuan: ak is usually the first one that’s awake from nap time but its usually like 5-10min before everyone else so i told him he can go and play but he just has to be quiet)
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alrighty !! now you've met everyone in the daycare, what kind of fun and chaotic adventures are they going to have??
(all future daycare au things will be incorrect quotes + short little one shots, this intro mostly served as a bio so you understand their personalities a bit, and i hope you enjoyed it!)
#i wrote a lot of these at like 3 to 5 in the morning#i know theres a lot of loop holes in this au but please ignore it#i just want the fatherly love and chaotic children energy#might have the other chuang boys featured in future stuff in this series#<- im not dropping any spoilers#baby!into1 daycare au#into1#into1 liuyu#into1 santa#into1 rikimaru#into1 mika#into1 nine#into1 boyuan#into1 linmo#into1 zhang jiayuan#into1 patrick#into1 zhou keyu#into1 ak
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Hate Is Such a Strong Word
Jerome Valeska x reader
warnings: gun, knives
a/n: aww thank you!! and same for you, stay safe 💖
prompt: anonymous: “Hey, I love your writing and I totally get why you’re in love with Cameron Monaghan, I’m crushing so hard rn! I’d like to request 43+62 for Jerome Valeska, please! Hope you’re well and stay safe, love!”// 43: “We’ve never been this close without trying to stab each other.”, 62: “You say you hate me, but that’s bullshit.”
Team ups, huh? After your big break from Arkham, last thing you wanted to do was see Jerome again, but he always came crawling back. There was no way to get rid of him. This time was no different.
“Y/N, y/n! Won’t you just listen to me? I have a plan, but it requires you, my dear.” Jerome begged outside of your apartment door, which only worried you because it could stir up the neighbors. You yanked the silverware drawer open and grabbed the biggest knife you could find, then unlocked the chain and two deadbolts to let Jerome inside.
“You need to keep it the hell down.” You put the knife to his throat and watched his smile grow while he licked his lips.
“Well, ‘hello’ to you, too. May I sit?” He pushed the knife down with his pointer finger and flopped onto your raggedy couch. “Oh, after this special event I’ve got planned, you can throw this piece of shit out.”
“What do you want, Jerome?” You sat on your coffee table, keeping the knife tight in your grasp and watching him sit up all excited-like.
“Glad you asked! I need a partner for my next assignment and you’re the perfect person to accompany me!” He tapped his fingers together mischievously and you shook your head.
“I’m done with the crazy shit, Jerome. I don’t wanna end up in Arkham again.” You grabbed the TV remote and turned on the news, it had to be better than this conversation.
“Hey!” Jerome reached for your chin and pulled your gaze back to him. His face was now inches from yours and your knife was lingering towards his stomach. “Look at me. I helped you get out of Arkham. Now you’re gonna return the favor, understand?”
“Bold of you to speak to me that way when you’re about to get stabbed.” You chuckled in his face and pressed the blade to his stomach some more.
“Baby, I know you don’t wanna deal with a dead body.” He kissed you on the lips and leaned back on the couch, leaving you burning up with rage, but wanting more of him, too. He slapped both of his legs and rushed to his feet. “Well, looks like we’re done here. I’ll be back tomorrow night with your costume and our plans. See ya soon.”
“I fucking hate you.” You threw your knife on the table and walked with him to the door so you could lock back up, but it was never so easy. He was quick, you didn’t expect him to grab your wrist so fast, but he pulled you against him and put his mouth next to your ear.
“You say you hate me, but that’s bullshit.” His words made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. “You can’t get enough of me.” Jerome gently kissed your cheek and exited your home, slamming the door on his way out, there was no hesitation to lock the doors after he left.
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As you were making yourself eggs in the early afternoon, there was a knock at your door, no doubt it was Jerome. You dropped the spatula, then decided it might be best to keep it handy while you answered the door. You unlocked your three lines of defense and welcomed the crazed murderer into your shabby abode.
“Good afternoon, dear! Making eggs?” Jerome threw down his supplies and took a whiff of the air.
“Yeah, you want some?” You moved back to the kitchen to tend to your breakfast, leaving Jerome a bit shocked by your offer.
“Feeling generous today?” He mocked while he sorted through the pile of junk he brought.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes.’” You removed the cooked eggs and cracked another two into the pan. “Do you like anything on your eggs?”
“Ketchup will do.” He was a bit focused on his scratchy notes scatted across the coffee table. You brought his eggs before him and it filled him with joy. “Ah, so y/n does like me!”
“I tolerate you, there’s a difference.” You added and saw the dry cleaners bag with some fancy apparel inside. “What the hell is that?”
“Glad you asked!” He pulled the plastic wrap away to reveal a designer outfit that looked as if it were for you. “This is what you’ll be wearing tonight. We’re wreaking a bit of havoc on a more...sophisticated crowd.”
“For fuck’s sake...” You went back to the kitchen to tend to your own eggs while Jerome went into wild detail about your plan for tonight, which didn’t seem much like a plan, more like an idea. He was just going to wing it with you as his date tonight.
“I think you should try this thing on,” he ran his fingers across some of the silk fabric, “stole it fresh from the dry cleaner down the street.”
“How very kind of you.” You finally finished making your breakfast and sat next to your new partner on the couch, tolerating the arm he wrapped around your shoulders while you ate.
“I miss this, the good old days.” He squeezed you a bit and planted a kiss on top of your head.
“Watch it, ginger.” You stuck your fork to his neck and heard his spine-chilling chuckle.
“You used to be so much fun...”
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Jerome and you stepped into the ballroom with your arms interlocked. He was looking quite dapper tonight, you couldn’t stop checking him out.
“We’ve never been this close without trying to stab each other.” You joked with him, earning a rather large grin from your date.
“I guess that’s true. Any way we change that?” He poked at the knives left out with the food and you gave him a nudge.
“Not now, Jerome. We’ve gotta sell this and we already look suspicious.” You glanced around the room of rich assholes and gave Jerome a look he had seen before, you really did miss him sometimes.
“We could always kick it off early, right? You’re gonna have to play your part as the damsel in distress...” He leaned in to kiss you, which you graciously accepted, swearing it was only for this little act.
“I’d like some dinner first, ‘babe.’” You led him over to grab your plates and headed to a nice candlelit table. He sat across from you and practiced his table etiquette by tucking his cloth napkin into his collar.
“Reminds me of our first date, what do you think?” Jerome cocked an eyebrow with a smirk and you scoffed, throwing your utensils down.
“Our first date was arson.” You rolled your eyes and fell back in your chair.
“Yeah, but there was chaos resulting in our presence, some music, and you look just as gorgeous as ever. I think I have exquisite taste, don’t you?” He reached his hand under the table and you felt his hand run against your leg.
“Not now, Jerome.” You picked your fork back up and continued to eat your free meal. “I’m ready to start the show whenever you are.”
“Oh, yeah?” His smile grew impossibly larger and he launched his seat back as he stood up, pulling a gun out of his suit. “Ladies and Gentlemen!” He took a shot in the air and pointed the barrel at you, who was acting as if you were terrified. “I have a little show...”
#jerome valeska x reader#jerome valeska imagine#jerome valeska#joker imagine#joker x reader#joker#gotham#gotham x reader#gotham imagine#dc comics x reader#dc comics imagine#dc comics
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oh yeah btw i feel like i should update you guys on what exactly has been happening with me irl with my whole moving situation since it truly was a crazy little time
so the condo i was living in with my mother is owned by my great uncle who is a terrible landlord which we learned later on. my mom was supposed to purchase the condo from him but then lost her job so she couldn't, but they came to an agreement that she could rent.
landlord/great uncle decided she couldn't rent anymore and that she had a few months to find a new place or he would evict us. lied and said the condo association wanted it purchased and that he wasn't supposed to rent it out anymore in the first place. truth was they were okay with renting it they just wanted an updated contract. also told us our neighbors wanted us gone. also a lie. they were all pissed at him for making us leave.
basically we were being evicted so my great uncle could sell it and no longer have to take responsibility for it since he tried using it as some kinda cash cow for years and never got anything out of it. other people on the property filled us in on what a shit landlord he is and how he rarely really helped out past tenants when things went wrong. my grandpa too was hated by our neighbors for being a dick to them when he would come by to be the handy man.
also if you guys remember my mother was going to try and ditch me to move to florida and take my dog. she really was going to go through with it until she found out my great uncle wasn't going to return the money she put down as a deposit or whatever. also i couldn't find any place in town and my options were strictly limited to that area bc i cannot drive.
my mother realized our only option was for her to find us a place since she has a rental history and i have a full time job. we did, we're moved in now. trying to figure out shit atm but at least i have a home, and i'm on the lease so now i'll have a rental history too :')
oh and also my great uncle took my mother to court for eviction where he had to admit in front of the judge he lied on legal documents about her not paying rent for months when she did and that he put the eviction notice on the door 2 days into the grace period. pure comedy.
anyway it's been hell lmfao. there's a lot more i could say that would make it all a lot worse but like....
tl;dr - my family fucking sucks and is perfectly okay with making their own relatives homeless if it means they could squeeze money out of the situation and the only reason i'm not rn is bc my mother got backed into a corner where she couldn't go live her beach dreams in florida. huzzah!
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Actions Are Louder Than Words- Pro Hero! Deku x Reader
So Im currently StruGgling through a Bakugo fic rn, which Im so mad about...so here’s a quick Deku rewrite of mine until I post that fic!
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 2500+
Warnings: mentions of wounds
Summary: Izuku comes to your home mysteriously one night, injured and in his hero suit- and you’re the only one who can fix him up.
One Shot
(RULES | MASTERLIST| REQUESTS OPEN!!! :))
For some reason, your room was extremely hot.
It made sense, in the middle of July, but you hated it. Your clothes stuck to your body like glue, making every movement feel sticky and humid.
You had decided to go to sleep at a late time, hoping that maybe when the sun went down, the coolness of night would suppress itself into your room.
You had opened up your window just a little to help with that, which brought the sounds of the city to your room. You were on the 4th level of your apartment complex, so the sounds weren’t so loud that you couldn’t stand it. You looked out, feeling a luke warm breeze, imagining your best friend, Izuku Midoriya, doing his daily hero rounds, that infectiously warm grin plastered on his face. You smiled to yourself.You secretly loved Izuku, every since he told you about One For All. The fact he trusted you with something so important, and finding out he was the one doing all those good deeds pushed your over the edge. You had began to like him before that moment, because of his sweet and respectful demeanor (not to mention he was extremely attractive), but you were in the awkward of stage of where you didn’t know where your heart stood. But now, it knew exactly where it wanted to be: standing next to Izuku.
You sighed, feeling reality sink in. Izuku would never go out with you, you thought. Izuku was too good for you- you were his loyal best friend, nothing more, nothing less.
This thought made your chest throb, but you would get over heartache. You always did.
You left the window open, the curtains billowing slightly in the warm breeze. You crawled into your sheets, feeling the soft cool of the material, knowing that they would soon turn warm due to your body heat. You thought, drowsy from staying up so late now, that it would be best to go to sleep soon, and with that, a wave of slumber took over your body.
You felt as if you had slept for 10 minutes when you abruptly woke up to a loud crash in your room. You jumped up in your bed, feeling your shirt sleeve slip down from your sleep sluggish body. You looked around for the source of the noise, fear clawing your stomach in an iron grip. You almost screamed, but your throat closed in from terror. There was a dark outline of a body on the floor, looking like it jumped into your room from the open window. You stared at it, not believing what had just happened. Your eyes adjusted to the darkness, hearing the cars below you honk and the engines whir.
You began spotting details: a gloved hand, red boots, teal fabric… “Deku?” You asked thickly, your voice sounding groggy from your nap.
The body pushed itself off the floor, laying itself against your dresser.The person sighed in relief, looking at you with huge eyes that glinted in the street’s warm light from below.
“Hi y/n,” the person chuckled nervously, the voice immediately soundly like Midoriya when he was flustered.
You heard a grimace in his voice as he grabbed his side.“Izuku!? Are you okay!?” you asked in shock, feeling way more awake than before. This was one of your worst fears- him getting hurt. It was bound to happen, with all the shady characters he’s always fighting, but you couldn’t bear the thought of Izuku getting attacked- or worse.
“Yeah Im fine- just- mmph- got a little scratch, nothing bad, Im fine...please don’t worry-.”
You jumped up , tearing the sheets away from you. You crouched next to Izuku, seeing the light scratches littering his face, illuminated from the streetlights below.
“If you were fine, you wouldnt be in my room.” you replied with a sad smile, trying to keep your voice down in order to not wake up your neighbors.
You freaked out inside- Izuku Midoriya was in your room, hurt, but in full hero gear. Izuku Midoriya. Had to be in your room. Your crush. You felt the heat rise in your face, cursing yourself for always acting like some love sick school girl around him.
“I’m sorry, you know I wouldn’t want to put you in any danger on purpose, its just I needed a quick escape, and I just saw that your window was open, so I-
”“Jumped in?” you finished his sentence.
“Yeah- something like that,” he laughed quietly, looking slightly at the floor, but laughing seem to be too excruciating because he made another painful grunt.
“Izuku,” you pleaded, losing your weak joking manner, “what happened? Where are your hurt?”
“No, no, I’m fine!” he insisted, looking at you with fear, failing at convincing you.
You gave him a look that clearly showed you didnt believe a single thing that had just came out of his mouth.
“Izuku,” you told him sternly, “tell me. Please.”
“Im okay I swea-”
“I swear to God Izuku Mirdoriya if you say your ‘fine’, which your clearly not, I will call your mom.”
You knew the last person he wanted to drag into this was his mother, and you didn't want to either. She was a sweet woman, but extremely overprotective of Izuku, for all the right reasons. You knew Izuku didn’t want to worry her, and even though you felt a little guilty for being unable to tell his mom all the things she should probably know that happens to Midoriya, you couldn't bring yourself to break your unspoken promise.
You didn’t want to play the “Mom” card on him, but you could tell Midoriya was in alot of pain- anything you could help him with, you were going to do it. Whether he admitted to it or not.
“No y/n, please,” Izuku said quickly, fear suffocating his voice. Guilt rose in your stomach, but you shoved it down as he asked, “you wouldn’t, right?”
“Izuku…” you sighed as you hugged your knees to yourself. You didnt want to- but there was a considerable difference between want and need.“You know I wouldn’t tell her unless I needed to- if your hurt only a little, we can fix it- but if you need medical attention, of course Im telling her. But for right now-if youll be quiet and let me help you-I wont say a word to her.” you added the last part as a slight joke, smiling so Izuku knew you weren’t trying to intentionally be mean.
He chuckled, stating softly, “You always are the one that wants to fix me up.”
“It’s what I do best,” you smiled.“Alrightie Deku-lets check the damage.”
You quickly changed the subject, seeing that you had brought Izuku’s wall down and you could easily sneak in to get to what you needed to do.
Izuku sighed hesitantly, stilling holding his side. He raised his hand slowly, showing a cut in the side of his suit, the fabric fraying back. You gulped, suppressing panic, and this time, anger.Who could do this to Izuku? YOUR Izuku?
You quickly got up to reach for your nightstand, feeling Izuku’s eyes follow you. You grabbed your phone, bringing the flashlight to its brightest level. You were focused and nervous at the same time, your hands trembling at the thought of touching Midoriya.You sat back down in front of him, pointing the light at his chest. You didn’t look at the angry gash across his chest, but at those big green eyes that somehow always make your heart stop beating.
“Is it-okay-if I….” you stumbled, nerves coming through thickly in your voice.
“Sure,” Midoriya replied an octave too high. He cleared his throat, trying again. “I mean-yeah yeah, go for it….”
You smiled to yourself, thinking how much of a cute dork Midoriya was, even when he was injured.
Even though Izuku was hurt, he could only focus on you. He felt comfortable with you, but extremely nervous. He never had a girl so close to him before, especially one he liked- the “like like” kind. He hated himself for thinking it was a good idea coming into your room at 1 in the morning, dragging you into his problem, and the fact he was actually, in some ways, enjoying this- you giving him your full attention, the feeling of your hands brushing his skin- made him shiver in the best way possible.Your hand shook as you gingerly reached to pull back the ripped fabric on his chest, while the other held the flashlight as steady as you could.
“Tell me if I do anything to make it hurt, Kay?” You instructed.
Izuku simply nodded, and you braced yourself for the worst.
Your expression was as if made of steel, determined and persistent.You gently drew the teal fabric away more , showing more skin. The slit of fabric was a clean one-it was hard to see what was under. All you could really make out was bruising and a cut-but couldn’t really assess the damage.
“I can’t see anything- the cut is too covered in the suit,” you exhaled as you moved away from Izuku, making him feel almost cold without your hand on his side.You looked at him, hoping he couldn’t see the red rising in your face. You had just thought of a solution to your problem, but didn’t know how Izuku would take it.
“So-I’m gonna grab a first aid kit- but I’m gonna need you to-um,” you cleared your throat, nerves coating your throat like a thick film, “I need to you to-take off.. the suit-“You wanted to kick yourself for actually saying this out loud. You sounded stupid! Asking him to take his suit off! This was too intimate, too weird for your relationship dynamic- but you secretly hated yourself more for wanting it to happen.
You panicked, trying to revise what you had just said, “You don’t have to take off the whole suit- just to your waist-you seriously don’t have to do this, I don’t even know why I said it, we could figure something else out-“
“I’ll do it,” He interjected quietly, looking straight at you, making your heart jump.
Izuku was terrified to say the least at the thought of showing his bare chest to you, but- he liked the feeling of your skin on his. It felt like such an adrenaline rush. He was intoxicated by the feeling- it was like everything was at peace with the world as his skin tingled with a charged energy he couldn't describe.
“It’s better if we do it like this,” he added, “If I have to go to a hospital, it’ll be all over the press tomorrow. I dont really care to see myself all beaten up on the news,” He smiled weakly, attempting at making the mood lighter so you wouldn't feel as nervous..
“Okay,” you exhaled, smiling back, relieved Izuku didnt take anything you said the wrong way, “if you say so.”
You stood up, trying to avoid Izuku’s gaze.“I’m going to go get the first aid stuff, and you just-” You waved your hand around Izuku, motioning up and down at his body. “So- yeah,” you added in a nervous laugh, brushing your hair away from your face.
He smiled at your obvious flusteredness, grateful he wasn’t the only one.
Walking to your connected bathroom, your head swarmed with doubt.Maybe- this was a bad idea. Maybe he should go to the hospital- he could be really injured and you both would never know until it was too late. But… Izuku didn’t want anybody to know… and you promised you would help him until he needed actual medical attention. Worst comes to worst you could call All Might- he’d know what to do. Until then, you’d take care of Midoriya yourself.
You entered your bathroom, and rummaged in your cabinets until you found a white plastic case with a large red cross emblem on the front. You grabbed the handle, pulling it close to you and tiptoed out of the room, praying your neighbors didn’t hear you from the other side of the hallway.
Izuku was in the same position as you left him, except that his suit was gathered around his navel. You could make out Midoriya’s bare shoulder, a shadow in the dim glow of the streetlights below. You quickly looked down, feeling heat rise to your face, not knowing what to do.
You sat back next to Midoriya, rummaging in the box, trying not to look at him. You never really thought of it, but Midoriya was super fit. Like- to the point that you wondered how the hell someone could have so much muscle. Midoriya was built extremely thin and lanky- how was that even possible?!
Your cheeks instantly got redder.
“You alright?” Midoriya asked sweetly, making your pulse jump up.
“Yeah, Im fine- actually I should be asking you that, youre the one with the injury,” you stated, trying to keep your voice under control as you looked for stuff- god, you were a mess right now.
“Im fine if youre fine,” he answered innocently, giving you a reassuring smile which made you think you couldnt love him even more- he was injured, and he was making sure you were okay.
God why was he such a good person?!
You gave a small smile thanking him.
”Thanks,” you said, as you tied your bed hair back.“Im sorry I cant turn on any lights, I just dont want my annoying neighbors complaining about me again, there honestly crazy…”
“Oh, youre good!” he whispered, “Just- thanks for doing this for me. You really dont have to do-”
“Midoriya, please, you literally cant walk.” you stated sarcastically, knowing full well Izuku could probably take the pain but you werent letting him go home over your dead body.
“Thats true,” he chuckled, wincing again from the pain. You went to touch him, not knowing what to do to leviate the pain- except, fix it.
“Alright, we need to see what’s wrong- ready?” you asked hesitantly, trying to sound strong.
Midoriya nodded his head, a determined look on his face.
“Ready.”
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Softie
Quentin smith x Goth! Reader
Requested by anons and @aristocracy-y :
⭐quentin and the abrasive goth girl from school end up as lab partners and he comes over to study and he discovers she’s actually soft and sensitive?? pls i crave quentin content (if u don’t wanna write this just anything for quentin is fine
⭐My love for Quentin knows no bounds, and a soft, slow make out is literally all I can think of rn
⭐OML you write for my baby! Could you maybe write some Quentin nsfw, if you don’t write that then something soft and fluffy
Warning: swearing, sorry I don't write nsfw but its super fluffy so that makes up for it ig, also i think its safe to say this is quite sometime before fredrick fucked him up.
And sorry for taking so long im trying to get back to actually posting things so please enjoy!!! Sorry that its just sort and sweet.
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"Sick drawing." Quentin looked up at the you who was standing next to him putting your bag down and taking the seat next to him.
"Oh uh thanks." He said offering a smile.
"I'm y/n, Your new lab partner." Quentin took you all in as you shook his hand. He'd heard about you, seen you in the hall. Nothing about your goth aesthetic exactly sreamed friendly. Kris and jesse would say things about you. "Careful she'll hex you!"
"Wow who's funeral are you going to? Oh sorry that's just how you dress."
You spent class paying attention to the work taking notes and before he knew it class was over. "Uh..so when..or really were do you wanna study so we can do the lab right tomorrow?"
"Uhh my dad's got a teacher meeting thing tonight...I don't have to be home for a few hours.." She nodded as she put her things in her bag. "Yea alright..my house then...I'll meet you after school at the end of the front steps?"
"Yea..sure thing."
At the end of the day you met him exactly where you had said to, but he was accompanied by his friends. "Watch out quentin she might hex you!" He he elbowed jessy as he walked away from them to meet you.
"Sorry about th-"
"Let's go." You bit out grabbing your bag and started walking he quickly followed.
"They're jerks." He said as you continued to lead the way through your neighbor breaking the silents. "They're your friends?" You said.
"Doesn't change the fact that they're absolute dick holes sometimes." You glanced back at him with a smile, before walking up a drive way.
"Penny! Cherry!" You yelled as you opened the door. You where both greeted with the sound of barking and quick feet running down the hall. "Y/n!" Your face lit up as you got to your knees and greeted the girl and dog as they ran into your open arms.
"Hey kiddo!" The dog salked up and licked your face causing you to laugh. "Uh Cherry this is Quentin...he's gonna help me study for biology, Quentin this is my sister Cherry and our dog Penny."
He offered a small wave. "Hi! Are you y/ns friend? She doesn't bring a lot of those home." Cherry asked Quentin as he fllowed the two girls deeper into the house, He only laughed nervousely and you hit her shoulder. "Shut up dork!"
Sbe laughed. "Go do your homework!"
She burried down the hall to her room. "Oh! Dad said he'll be home by eight thirty! Maybe nine!" You rolled your eyes and lead him to the kitchen. "Thanks!" You then turned to him. "Sorry I should've mentioned something about the two of them..." He shrugged and pet penny while taking a seat at the counter.
"I don't mind, She seems like a good kid." You smiled. "She is...do you want something? We've got chinese leftovers?" He laughed. "Sounds good."
The rest of the night was spent within your bedroom attempting to study only to find neither of you took good enough notes to answer the study questions.
"Well I can just look it up in study hall...you can hang out here for a while if you want..." You offered him noticing he'd gotten up from the desk chair to look at the bulleten board filled with pictures that hung on the wall by the door.
"Is that your mom?" He asked pointing to a family photo. "Uhh yea...Penny l/n...she died a few years after cherry was born...we got penny and named her after her..."
"I get that...the whole mom being dead thing." He admitted still staring at the photos, He finally turned to you. "You knkw I meant what I said about my friends-"
You waved him off. "No need to say sorry I'm used to it."
"So then why do you-"
"I like how it looks....It's the only thing I felt comfortable in was clothes like this...kt's not actually true to who I am." You explained quickly. He moved to sit next to you on the bed. "Then who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" You challenge.
"Well...from what I've seen here tonight. I'd say you're a softie... You like being around people, like making friends, your sentimental, a family per-" you held a hand up to his mouth.
"Got it, you've spent to much time with me today." You said with a laugh moving your hand.
It was quiet for a second. "You know I know somethings about you too." You said.
"Like?"
"Your the reserved one in your friend group, but also out spoken when you get the chance...sweet...kind." You said looking at him. He looked you up and down and leaned forward.
"And you're thinking about kissing me.." You teased before moving closer to him yourself and kissing him.
His hands mobed to your waist as yours cupped his cheeks and climbed into his lap. "You're absolutely right on the last one." He said as you pulled away briefly, you laughed lightly and slid your sweater off and kissed him again.
He wrapped his arms around you and leaned you back on the bed deepening the kiss.
"Y/n! Cherry! Penny!" You quickly pulled away again upon hearing your fathers voice from the front door.
You both let out a slight disapointed sigh but laughed. "Maybe some other time." You winked before kissing him quickly and pulling your sweater back on.
"Hey dad!" You said coming down the hall and hugging him as he let go of cherry. "Hey!..oh I didn't know you had comapny I would've bought more food."
"No, sir I was leaving..my dad will be home soon anyways." Quentin said reassuringly. "Dad this is my friend, Quentin." You introduced the two of them. "Well nice to meet you Quentin, you're welcime baxk here anytime kiddo! Y/n doesn't get a lot of friends around here." He said jokingly, you hit his arm as you walked quentin out the door.
"Goodnight, thanks for having me over." He said.
"Anytime." You smiled and kissed him once more before going back inside.
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Lilacs of Love
Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 800
Warnings: Mention of cheating, angst, fluff
Author’s Note: Requests reopen on 7/15! Let me know what you think of my work and if you want to be added to any of my tag lists!
Request: So, I see your requests are open and id like to make one if I could... No rush though! I could use a fluffy fic RN where Dean helps his friend over a heartbreak but maybe in the end he reveals he’s in love with her, but was afraid to admit it? Thanks babe!! ((Request by @coffee-obsessed-writer))
Dean Winchester: @akshi8278
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Everything: @negans-lucille-tblr
You sniffled and clutched the thin pillow to your face and pressed your head into it and sobbed; slumping your shoulders down and rocking forward as you allowed yourself to cry for the first time in months. You had been on the road for so long, going from one case to the next and you had finally convinced your Winchester duo to detour into your partner’s town as a surprise. Surprise, yeah that was right.
I can’t believe I was so stupid! It was never real or official because you were on the road so much but they were deep inside someone else that wasn’t you; and it still hurt like hell.
You’re attention was ripped from the pillow that was muffling your heartbreak by the soft but distinct knock come from your motel room door. You tossed the pillow onto to the bed and wiped your cheeks furiously in a hurry to hide the fact that you were crying over someone who never loved you like you did them. “Just a minute.” You shouted and briskly walked towards the door, stopping in a step when you caught sight of your reflection; hair an absolute mess, red and puffy eyes that was a dead giveaway that you’ve been crying. “Great.” You rolled your welled eyes, you bought your bruised hands up and tucked some hair behind your ears and took a deep breath.
You swiftly swung the door open, “Hey, neighbor.” You faked a smile.
“I—I uh, got you these. You said they’re your favorite…” Dean said nervously toying with the cellophane wrapper of the small bouquet of lilacs he gripped in his rough hands.
“Dean—” you furrowed your eyebrows at him, “It’s not a big deal, I’m fine.” You lied and retreated into your room, he followed and kicked the door shut.
“Right, Y/N.” He pursed his lips and gently set the flowers down on the bed side table. “You were always the strong one.” He looked at you sitting on the edge of the bed and joined your side, “You deserve better, don’t forget that.” His deep, rough voice rumbled from his chest.
You leaned your head on Dean’s broad shoulder in a silent gesture of gratitude, your eyes traveled over to the source of the fresh floral scent that began to fill your dusky room and you let out a small laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Dean tilted his head down to you, his green eyes gleamed as he took in the small smile that graced your beautiful face.
“When did I ever tell you that lilacs are my favorite flower, Winchester?” You sat up straight and tucked your chin downwards slightly.
“We were just kids; June 22nd, in Bobby’s junk yard, towards the back, you know,” he paused and motioned with his hands, “There was all these wildflowers and you told me that the purple ones were your favorite.” His eyes deepened in color and his hand came down to graze yours, “If anything ever happened, I knew I could always find you there.”
“I can’t believe that you remembered, Dean, that was so many years ago.” You deepened your gaze into his eyes and held his hand in yours.
“How could I forget it,” he couldn’t help but smile brightly as he remembered back, “It was so beautiful.”
“It was—” you agreed but he continued.
“How you would look just standing there staring at those flowers, the wind blowing your hair back over your shoulders, how big you would smile when the butterflies would land on your hands.” His voice was dripping with admiration and love.
“Dean.” You whispered.
“I have been in love with you since we were seven, Y/N. June 22nd was the day that I began living my life for you.” He rubbed his thumbs on the back of your hands. “I swore to myself that I would do whatever made you happy, to keep you safe; and I let you down so many times but I’m putting an end to that tonight.” His lips turned down in a frown, “That piece of shit broke your heart and—”
You cut him off by leaning in and closing the generous gap between the both of your mouths, your hands came up and cupped his stubbled cheeks. His calloused hands tangled in your hair and he deepened the kiss. “I’ve loved you too, Dean.” You kissed him.
He leaned forward and pressed his forehead onto yours, “I promise to give you the world and more, everyday, Y/N.”
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