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azure-cherie · 4 months

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Pac : About your next date

Hey loves i hope y'all have been doing well let's get started please choose with your intuition, take what resonates ✨

Masterlist | Paid readings | paid readings 2

Pile 1

Whoever you will go on a date with next will be someone you have known for a while , or atleast you talk to them before you meet like for a month or some months def not a blind date , what I feel is really spontaneous lively and respectful, playful energy, this is a very feminine charged pile, whoever the feminine is will feel highly energised and will probably plan things out. I get a sense of spontaneous energy here , sudden plan , then you watch a movie , then you go to the library it's very fire sign coded, you guys might get each other very well emotionally, your person might be artistic and also very brave and bold . There's a sense of secrecy in this pile as well because you might have been afraid to tell people about this relationship well this date will change everything you might get the people talking but c'mon guys y'all are so cute who wouldn't talk about you . Y'all are getting out of your comfort zone there is adventure , acceptance and courage and so so much love for your next date . I also feel that you will be connecting a lot on the level and basis of creativity and heal your inner child in the process . Might be an outdoor or hilly date , this person could be an earth sign or work in the mass communication industry . They're generous and they'd do anything for the people they love . You guys might be slow dancingggg🫶

Pile 2

Your next date might be planned by a friend or a family member probably your mother , i sense matchmaker, marriage, arranged marriage energy. This person is quite wealthy, they have a beautiful smile and they're one with nature . What I feel is so much emotional connection in this pile , this can happen as in a long drive , cruise ship or a walk is significant. For a long time you've been wishing to God for someone who can really get you on an emotional level and this will just be them , they'll open subconscious parts of your brain that you wouldn't even know existed but one thing about that is that they would trigger you a lot to understand you and the people around you , I feel like there's someone driving this connection for the first date . Haha the interesting part is you guys will feel a lot of sexual tension might even hookup with this person lol but this is only for some of you guys . I see you guys enjoying a lot , this is giving me NRI Indian vibes tbh . I see drinks partying and also enjoying in the nature like both of you watching the garden under the influence, one thing about this date is that you will be enlightened to the next level of your life , i see discussions of spirituality and life . Might be an earth sign. They're very beautiful/handsome , i think this person has a lot of layers , you'll require time to understand them . 🌀

Pile 3

For this pile i sense that both of you or either one of you has escaped a toxic relationship and now you're picking yourself up again and for the some minority I sense that this can be someone who literally plotted to get to you 😭 very careful moves and they tried to get a chance with you for a long time . They have very beautiful eyes and they have a very genuine kind and generous spirit tho . Oh bro for some of you i think they'll talk about marriage in this date itself , they're so in love with you it's kind of driving them crazy but they're trying to maintain they're calm by acting nonchalant 😂 like they're not praying the gods for you lol , I feel that this could also be one of your manifestation or the result of a love spell . This person is someone who has become rich , they might have been born without many privileges but they made their own name and their own fame , i see some sense of transformation in the date you will get a sense of who you want as a person and who you don't though this person might be good you might reconsider if you wanna be with them for some people here , might take some time to think on it . I also get that you have multiple options to choose from . This relationship might bring a new beginning for you if you choose this, this date is approached from a very detached perspective though you're kind of an emotional person . I also do sense intense attraction and connection on soul level . This date will be relieving you will forget the worries in your life and just be present . This person will ground you a lot and give you the place to be you . There's a lot of love from one side and detachment from the other .

Pile 4

For this pile i sense bittersweet energy this might be someone you're in reconciliation with or just last date energy, I feel that one of you might feel that your cup is empty that you cannot pour anymore into this relationship, I see a lot of talking and working things out and if they don't go well going the seperate ways , i don't think either of you are toxic but it's giving the last day of school prom day energy you're gonna be busy in your own life. Ahhh I think one of you is about to move countries i see some crying as well . You guys have so much respect for each other. Btw I see that one of you is definitely waiting for the other to return . This is literally giving me war energy. There's some important thing there going away from I feel like saying " I'm away to protect us in search of a dreamland " this is giving me vintage Hollywood war time vibes😭 Atonement vibes 😭 . I sense that this person will talk about their goals and you will talk about how much you're gonna miss each other . I do sense true love in this pile . Things are gonna be slow and you might feel sacred but the hope is shown by the magician card things will turn out in your favour fr . So i remember this quote from a movie " in the end whole life becomes an act of letting go ......" Idk this energy is so intense and also very deep I think you guys should spend time together maybe meditate. I also feel you have a telepathic connection and you both are really sacrificial for each other . I see you both talking about life , nature, philosophy and sleeping dancing together this is a very casual beautiful energy . I hope you the best guys take hugs 🫂

Thank you so much for reading 🤍

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marlenesluv · 4 months

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Ken and Barbie. (LL)

summary: reader is an actress in outer banks as sarah cameron’s younger sister, and while filming in New Zealand, she meets Liam Lawson.

note: idk if they ever filmed in New Zealand, its j for the plot 🫶

pairing: liam lawson x actress!reader

fc: ava alfaro (avaalfaroo on insta) (picked her bc she genuinely looks like madelyn clone a bit lol)

warnings: minor cussing

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for all posts! ^

liked by: liamlawson30, rudeth, and 1,244,913 others

y/n.user: i <3 🇳🇿

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obxfan5: THE LAST PICTURE??

y/nfp: you’re actually a goddess

cline9edits: her and madelyn are literally siblings

↳ user3: huh? they are..?

↳ cline9edits: omggg no, im j saying they look sm alike

↳ user3: ohhhh, yeah. the casting department did sooo good here

madisonbaileybabe: i’m the best photographer 💁‍♀️

↳ y/n.user: you really are

f2edits: *liam lawson likes a post* *i spawn there to see what’s going on*

user7: LMAO rudy and drew😭

↳ starkeysgf0: my bf’s asf

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

liked by: y/n.user, yukitsunoda0511, and 213,193 others

liamlawson30: 🇳🇿❤️

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user2: what is it finna play…? WOAHHHGG

liamledits: holy shit, who is this girl??

f1editpag3: guys, we know she’s blonde!! FIND BLONDE GIRLS WITH A BLONDE POTENTIAL BF

↳ y/nfp4: …………….@y/n.user

↳ f1editpag3: OMG, and they are both in new zealand and soft launching a bf/gf, suspicious

f1wags: ik liam isnt in f1 (yet) but i am totally posting abt them

y/nfp111: anyone else see y/n liking this one?? 😏

yukitsunoda0511: do i know who this is?

↳ liamlawson30: shut up, just text me mate

user6: whoever this girl is, she’s lucky asffff

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

your instagram story:

seen by: liamlawson30, madelyncline, and 1,013,824 others

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

Liam On a Podcast:

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

liked by: liamlawson30, francisca.cgomes, and 1,301,813 others

y/n.user: ken & barbie 💗💐

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f1wags: it’s literally them🥺😩😭

liamlawson30: and i don’t have a good day unless barbie looks at me🙃🩷

↳ y/n.user: but you’re kenough☹️🩷✊

user3: hellllooooo?? they are the cutest, your honor

editf1p8: living for the shirt, y/n!!

drewstarkey: mmm slay icons

↳ rudeth: hm, yeah slay!

user8: the way y/n could literally play barbie and liam could play ken💅

austinnorth55: ik im not ur actually big brother, but i will kill him if he hurts you💪

↳ liamlawson30: i wont, why would i??

↳ austinnorth55: don’t be snarky, you’re on probation

↳ liamlawson30: what??

↳ madelyncline: oh yeah, you’ve entered a tight knit little family, let them warm up to you

↳ y/n.user: don’t scare him off

↳ liamlawson30: nothing will scare me off

user4: they are so cuteeeeee, i need this tbh

lailahasanovic: pretty girl!!!

↳ y/n.user: 💜

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

liked by: y/n.user, logansargeant, and 347,048 others

liamlawson30: babe took my to the outer banks for her shoot💓

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y/n.user: the outer banks🙃🫶

↳ hichasestokes: paradise on earth ☀️⛱️

↳ rudeth: WOOHOOOOOO BABY

user3: them getting so hype abt the next season gives me LIFE

f1wags: y/n is actually so gorgeous wtf??

obxedit2: petition for liam to be on obx 😋

↳ y/n1fp9: no literallyyyy. they are too cute i need them always

oscarpiastri: not sure why i wasn’t invited 🙄

↳ rudeth: come next time! the more, the marrier!

↳ y/n.user: merrier*

↳ rudeth: we sure she shouldn’t play popes little sister? always correcting me

↳ jonathandavissofficial: i wouldn’t have been upset about that. she’s my favorite out of all of you

↳ rudeth: that’s actually fucking rude

↳ liamlawson30: …..yikeys mate

user9: cutest couple ever, thank you

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

liked by: liamlawson30, madisonbaileybabe, and 1,460,024 others

y/n.user: that’s a wrap!! obx is yours…soon☀️🩷🐚

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liamlawson30: my beautiful actress😇❤️

↳ y/n.user: my handsome driver😊❤️

user5: ugh, y/n is actually so pretty it’s unfair. plsss

f1wags: nothing guys, just me crying over their cuteness

user4: lfgggg, you’re an icon UGH

obx5: plsss i love how y/n is just merging with f2 and f1 fans. shes gonna be so cute in the paddock fr

↳ llfp3: wishing i was her fr

paddockgirls1: y/n!! can we have a release date 🙏😇

↳ y/n.user: i wish i could, but i’ll get in trouble🤐 keep your eyes peeled tho!! :)

↳ paddockgirls1: HOLY SHAT- okay queen🫠🫠

user7: LOL YUKI AND LIAM

francisca.cgomes: prettiest girl everrrrr. can’t wait for the new season❤️

↳ y/n.user: awww kika, ily. i cant wait for you to see it either😁❤️

wagcityf1: kika and y/n hangout when??

*liked by creator and francisca.cgomes*

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

your instagram story:

seen by: liamlawson30, pierregasly, and 1,129,024 others

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

(reposts, comments, and likes are appreciated!^-^)

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ofherpinkways · 8 months

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Hyper Fixation

Cod characters x horror fan reader (GN bf/gf :) )

Summary : they ask one small question horror movie sending you into a complete hyper fixation and happy rant about all your favorite scary movies

(A/N: tbh this is mainly for myself so I can finally spill out my bottled up horror movie rants,plus this is based off interaction I just had with a friend on Snap. Our babies will be referred to as "they/them" since i wanna include everyone 🤍🩰🧸 might do a pt2)

You loved horror movies and let it be known to all. Everyone at the base knew it and it was what you were known for even to those who didn't know you fully . Often referred to as the "Horrorjunkie"

Your dorm was filled with horror movie posters,props from iconic classics and of course you had a bunch of those mini polaroid posters of all your favorite horror movies. Your body is covered in horror movie themed tattoos of all the well known villains and other scary themed things. Your left hand was covered in one giant tattoo that made it look like you were a skeleton. All of your causal/civilian clothes were the Steven Rhodes t-shirts and hoodies.

God forbid anyone lets you pick the movie during movie night . It was gonna be scary obviously. This night you picked Sinister (2012) forcing everyone in the common room. It only got worse when few of your teammates confessed they've never seen it. There you sat grinning wildly knowing the whole movie play by play. Having the ability to mentally time each up in coming jumpscare in your head laughing and smiling to yourself prepared for each scare ,glancing up at them wanting to see their reaction. The infamous lawn mower scene had just happened causing everyone but you to jump and yelp a little , instead you laughed and smiled happily at their reactions finding the whole thing amusing.

Fast forward weeks later,you were sitting on the couch scrolling your phone with " " (This is where you insert whoever you want lol). You both got bored after a while, you move and lay your head onto their lap "wanna watch a movie?" you ask looking up at them "I'll pick" you sang dragging the words smiling . They laughed smiling back "and what horror movie has the honors of your picking today mmph?" they remarked . You sat up and playfully huffed with fake offended expression on your face , putting your hand to your chest "Now who said it was gonna be a horror movie ?" you replied holding back a giggle

"you get called "horrorjunkie" for a reason " they said with a chuckle. You crossed your arms smirking "Touche", you grab the remote and start looking through the horror movie collection on Netflix " How about The Strangers ?" you ask looking at your partner . "Again ? we've watched like ten times already,why do you like it so much?"

you gasped "how could I not love it? its's such a classic !, and the timing of its release ! It was something never done before ! it scared the shitout everyone making them fear being in their own homes,making them worry when answering their door and the simple fact it was based off a true event?!?! absolutely sickening" you explained in a fast and excited manner.

And that's how you both spent the rest of your night and ranting about each of your beloved scary movies along with the cast,the directors ,the lore,the meaning and messages behind them, the remakes and sequels all of it

Going on about Scream 1996 flapped over and changed horror forever

Going on about Radio Silence was doing a great job on honoring Wes Craven on his creation of the Scream movies , as they keep the franchise

Why the Evil Dead franchise was so loved

Breaking down and explaining all of Jordan Peele movies, explaining the meaning,how their connected in way,why Jordan writes the way he does, why it's better to show and not tell

Giving off examples of movies that were clearly inspired of Peele's work

Talking about Ethan Hawke is perfect for horror movies

How his performance in The Black Phone shocked and scared everyone

Even though they may not get horror movies the way you do. They love the way your eyes lit up,love hearing the excitement in you voice, loving how animated you became when talking about horror movies. They enjoyed how happy the movies made you so they sat smiling up at you the whole time as you talked for what seemed like forever but they didn't care

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headfullofpresley · 2 years

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Mommy's Kissing Santa Claus

Pairing: Elvis Presley x reader

Summary: Caroline considers Santa to be her own personal superhero, but she isn't too happy about catching him kissing you. Because no matter what, her Daddy will always be number one.

Word count: 5,5K

Warning(s): fluff, domestic life, Caroline being sad/angry, Elvis dressing up as Santa, smut; just a quick morning quickie that isn't too detailed tbh, roleplaying (kinda.. lol).

Author's note: this was requested a while ago by anon, so nonnie, i hope this finds its way back to ya! enjoy luvs <3

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“I saw Mommy kissin’ Santa Claus underneath the mistletoe last night. She didn’t see me creep down the stairs to have a peep; she thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom, fast asleep. Then I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus underneath his beard so snowy white. Oh what a laugh it would’ve been if Daddy had only seen, Mommy kissin’ Santa Claus last night.”

Five year old Caroline adored Christmas. The decorations, the songs, the movies, the presents… but especially, Santa Claus. The bearded man that she believed flew across the world in his sleigh in the span of one night was a God to her.

While most children would weep upon the sight of a strange man in a red suit and a long white beard, Caroline was over the moon every single year. Even as a baby and before she could even speak a word, she would giggle and run up to whoever was dressed up as the man as soon as she could walk – or waddle.

She had no idea it was usually her grandfather or The Colonel who’d pay her a quick visit during Christmas day.

Caroline was the definition of a true Daddy’s girl, but Santa came pretty darn close to stealing Elvis’ spot during the month of December.

“Daddy, that’s wrong! Santa doesn’t have a green hat!” the tiny blonde giggled as she sat on top of the kitchen counter, looking at the freshly baked Christmas cookies her and Elvis spend their time on this afternoon. He purposely colored the hat of the Santa shaped cookie green, because he knew those little hawk eyes of hers would notice immediately.

“Maybe he does this year, honey,” he smirked at his daughter, licking some icing off his finger as he watched her laugh at him before shaking her head and returning her attention back on the tray of cookies. She squeezed a tiny dot of brown coloring gel on one of the reindeers, swinging her legs back and forth happily.

The red boots that she begged you to wear this morning were still on her feet, hitting the kitchen cabinets softly with her movements.

“You’re funny, Daddy.. but these cookies have to be perfect!” she told him with a stern voice. “What if Santa thinks we’re makin’ fun of him and won’t eat them? Mommy says sending letters to the North Pole takes a very long time,”

Elvis was often mesmerized by his daughter. Not only because she reminded him so much of both you and him, but also because she often spoke like she was much older. He figured it was probably because she spend so much time around adults when she wasn’t in school and she’d pick up anything she would hear.

Sometimes it caused for very funny conversations with her and sometimes she’d just embarrass Elvis and you when she had overheard the both of you talk about something or someone that was not meant to ever leave the four walls of this house.

Luckily, it had never been anything too serious.

“If Santa don’t like ‘em, I will deliver all those little apology letters of yours to him myself,” Elvis chuckled as he put the cookie he was working on on a Christmas decorative plate that had been hidden in the back of one of the cabinets. “But he will love your cookies. I bet he can’t get ‘nough of ‘em. Have you seen that fella’s tummy?”

Caroline looked up at him with wide eyes, taking the cookie with the green hat and shoving it into his hand. “Don’t be mean to Santa, Daddy, or you won’t get a present!”

He let out a hearty laugh, biting off the hat of the cookie as he squeezed her toes through her boots, making her squeal as she giggled and stuck her tongue out to him.

When all cookies were drawn on and she was satisfied with them, she took the plate Elvis handed her after he put her down on the ground and walked toward the staircase in the foyer. You had put a small table and a dining room chair right next to the stairs especially for Santa, your daughter unaware that you’d move the furniture back as soon as she was asleep and the cookies were eaten by you and her father.

“I need to get my drawing!” she told Elvis as she put the plate down and climbed up the stairs to get whatever she made for Santa to put it down with the cookies.

As she disappeared into her bedroom, you entered the house with shopping bags clinging in your hands and snowflakes covering your hair. You let out a huff as you closed the door behind you with your elbow, wiggling the cold and red tip of your nose.

“Next year I am back on baking duty,” you told your husband, trying not to crack a smile as he laughed at you and made his way over to you, taking the bags from your hands.

Usually, he would be the one doing the last minute shopping or have the things you needed to be delivered to the house but Caroline insisted he would stay home today and bake those cookies with her. All you really needed were some small presents for Vernon and Dee and some last minute groceries for tomorrow’s dinner.

You gave Mary the week off so she could spend time with her family during the holidays and you could provide a feast for yours.

“Sorry darlin’, can’t help it that she loves her Daddy more,” Elvis grinned as he took the presents out of the bags and put them underneath the tree in the living area before Caroline came back down. “If it makes ya feel any better, she got mad at me for talkin’ shit about her hero of the year,”

You didn’t miss the roll of his eyes and laughed, pulling the scarf you were wearing from around your neck. “She does not love you more, you’re just easier to manipulate,” you grinned teasingly at him, letting him take the grocery bags from you as well as he wandered back to you. “And she loves Santa more than you,”

You weren’t bothered by the fact that your daughter was a Daddy’s girl because when he’d be away from home and on the road, she would always stick to your side like glue. Elvis on the other side wasn’t so unbothered, hating that Caroline would not stop talking about Santa, Santa, Santa.

You loved to tease him with it.

“She loves that fool more than both of us,” he stuck his tongue out to you, walking into the kitchen to unpack the groceries and put them away. He chuckled softly to himself at the sound of your laugh and Caroline thundering down the stairs, running into your arms as soon as she saw you.

“Mommy, look! I made this for Santa to put with the cookies me and Daddy made,” she shoved the drawing in your face as you carried her toward the little nook you had created for Santa Claus himself.

“Wow Care, that’s beautiful! He will love it, baby,” you smiled at her, kissing her cheek as you placed her down so she could neatly place the drawing she made on the table, next to the plate of decorated cookies. The drawing consisted of three stick figures – you and Elvis being the taller ones and her being the small one in the middle.

Ofcourse, she had drawn Santa as well, only he was in an array of red crayon. You could only really recognize who it was by the white beard she managed to get quite accurate. It was cute.

“Did you buy enough milk, Mommy? He will be a lot thirsty,”

“Very thirsty, not a lot, baby,” you corrected her with a soft laugh, kneeling down next to her to look at the cookies. You could see which ones were decorated by her and which ones by Elvis. It didn’t really matter, they’d taste the same to you. “But yes, I have plenty of milk. We’ll pour him a glass before you go to bed, okay?”

“Two glasses?”

“If you’re a big girl and eat all of your veggies tonight, we’ll give him three!” you told her and she smiled excitedly, wrapping her arms around your neck as she leaned into you.

You were pretty sure she would definitely not eat all of her vegetables–she was her father’s daughter, after all–but you’d give her what she wanted and put three glasses of milk ready for Santa, anyways.

You found it hard to tell her no, because she was such a sweet girl.

She was your entire world.

Caroline surprised both you and Elvis as she shoved every single vegetable on her plate in her little mouth. It took her a while to chew everything down and she was the last to finish, but she couldn’t disappoint Santa, could she?

After sliding down chimneys all night, he must be extremely hungry and thirsty and she worked hard for those three glasses of milk.

You let them both go upstairs after dinner so Elvis could give her a bath and put her in her pyjamas as you cleaned the table and did the dishes.

Besides Mary, you basically gave everyone time off because you wanted to spend Christmas Eve with just your husband and daughter. Tomorrow the family and some of the guys would come over and the house will be rowdy again, so you were excited for the relaxing and quiet night you had planned.

You quite enjoyed yourself in the kitchen, cleaning and listening to the background noise that was the TV in the dining room.

You turned the TV off as you were done in the kitchen and heard Elvis and Caroline coming down the stairs. After getting some drinks, you followed them into the TV room and got ready for the movie Caroline had recently become obsessed with.

Scrooge.

She watched it with Dee’s sons a month ago and then made you and Elvis watch it with her again.

And again, and again, and again.

Neither of you could say no to her, even though you couldn’t care less about this movie.

Caroline snuggled in between you and Elvis, leaning into his side as her legs rested on your lap. She’d speak up now and then to point out a part in the movie that she liked and wanted you to pay attention to. But she had been running around all day, playing in the snow, helping Daddy feed the horses, baking cookies – she was tired, so tired that she couldn’t keep her eyes from fluttering shut despite loving the movie so much.

“Mommy!” she gasped softly as she shocked awake due to a loud noise from the TV, looking at you with wide eyes. “If I fall a-asleep.. wake me up, okay? I-I can’t miss.. Santa..” she mumbled, laying her head on Elvis’ chest as she pulled her legs in, holding onto his shirt with her tiny hand.

She didn’t seem to believe you when you told her that you would and looked up at her father. “Daddy, don’t forget, okay?!” she urged him, her voice thick with exhaustion and though her eyes were heavy, she wouldn’t put her head back down unless she got confirmation.

Elvis laughed softly as he looked at her, kissing her forehead. “I promise, yittle. Put your little head down,” he whispered to her, gently pushing her head back down on his chest as he tickled his fingers through her hair.

It didn’t take her long to drift off into a deep slumber.

You and Elvis didn’t wake her up, deciding that she needed all the sleep she could get for Christmas day tomorrow. She probably wouldn’t be too happy about it once she’d wake up and realise it was the next day, but she’d forgive you for it later. Especially when she’d see the presents she got from you and Elvis, her innocent little mind believing that they were from Santa himself.

“I’ll get her to bed,” you whispered as the movie ended which you and Elvis had talked your whole way through. Too comfortable on the couch to turn the TV off and move into the living room, plus Caroline looked too cute sleeping and you didn’t want to wake her. But it was getting late and you and your husband could use some rest as well.

“I’ll be upstairs,” he told you as you picked up Caroline in your arms, kissing your lips as he silently followed you up the stairs. You walked up the main staircase as Elvis made his way to the living room.

Thankfully, Caroline didn’t wake up when you carried her up the stairs and put her to bed. She mumbled something in her sleep and fuzzed in the sheets a little, but she went back to snoring softly before you left the room. You took the opportunity to clean up some of her toys that were scathered around the room and put the clothes away she wore today that Elvis put on her chair.

When you closed the door behind you afterwards and walked down the stairs, you frowned as Elvis was nowhere to be seen. The TV in both the dining and music room were turned off. The house felt empty.

“El? Baby?” you called out softly, looking around as you reached the bottom of the stairs.

Once he cleared his throat and you turned around, you saw him sitting in the Santa nook, cookie in hand and clothed in the Santa suit his dad or manager usually wore. You figured he must’ve put something around his waist, because he filled out the costume that would otherwise be too big for him.

“Merry Christmas to you, madame,” he grinned as he put the cookie down, slapping his hand on his thigh. You pressed your lips together, holding back a laugh as you walked over to him and sat down on his lap, slipping your arm around his shoulder. “Are these cookies for me, pretty lady?”

You cleared your throat a little, a soft giggle escaping your throat nonetheless. He had never dressed up as Santa for Caroline, both of you afraid that she would recognize him instantly.

You thought he looked ridiculous, but the way his voice deepened as he spoke to mimick a Santa like voice and his blue eyes were pretty much undressing you the second he saw you, you couldn’t help but feel a tingle run down your spine.

“They certainly are, mr. Claus. My daughter and husband made them especially for you,” you grinned, placing your hand on his stomach. Or rather the pillow you realised he had put in the costume.

“Your husband, you say?” he hummed, picking up the cookie once more as he took a bite of it now. “Isn’t he a lucky man to have such a beautiful little thing runnin’ around the place,” he put the cookie in front of your lips, his hand finding your ass as his arm was resting around your waist.

You feigned a gasp, gently pushing his hand away from your face as you looked at him. “My, mr. Claus. You’re very handsy, aren’t you? What would my husband think?”

“Well honey, your husband ain’t here, is he?”

He dropped the half eaten cookie back on the plate, wiping some crumbs off his fingers with the napkin you had put next to the plate earlier today. His palm squeezed your ass softly, pushing you firmly against his chest as your hand traveled over the hill of his fake belly and over his chest to wrap it around his neck.

“Now tell me, mrs. Presley. Have you been naughty or nice?”

His words made you want to rip that white beard he was sporting off his face and shut him up with a kiss. You didn’t feel awkward anymore at his little act–not when he was looking at you like that while his palm was shamelessly massaging your ass–and rather felt arousal seeping into your being.

Roleplaying wasn’t rare for you and Elvis, but you never thought him being dressed up as Santa Claus would get you as turned on as it did.

“I’m always very nice,” you told him as you laced your fingers together behind his neck, plastering your most innocent smile on your face. “But I can definitely be naughty too, mr. Claus,”

“Why don’t you show me how naughty you can be, darlin’?” his hand was quick as it reached up to his face, pulling the beard down before he leaned in to you. You giggled softly, gently swatting his hand away before you put the beard back in its place, kissing him.

He laughed softly against your lips but didn’t question you on it, instead fully trapping you against him as he wrapped his other arm around you as well, deepening the kiss.

Caroline shot up in her bed as soon as she awoke out of her sleep not even twenty minutes after you put her to bed. The little Presley girl didn’t think twice to hop out of her bed and walk over to the window, pouting heavily when she realised it was still night time and she was not downstairs waiting for her beloved Santa Claus right now.

You and Elvis promised to wake her and she felt betrayed that you hadn’t.

She had no idea what time it was and if you were still awake, but she figured getting caught would be worth the risk. Tiptoeing to her door, she slowly opened it and shuffled to the top of the stairs – when she saw that the only light that illuminated the foyer came from the Christmas tree, she very slowly and quietly stepped down a few steps.

Not wanting to scare Santa if he was already here, she peeked over the bannister of the stairs and widened her eyes as she saw the white bearded man with his signature red hat and suit sitting in the seat you and her had provided for him. She would’ve thundered down the stairs if it wasn’t for you sitting in his lap, lips pressed against those of her hero.

The one who provided her with the toys she wanted every year, the one who paid her a visit every Christmas day.

She loved him, but he was not her father.

Only Daddy was allowed to kiss you on the lips, not Santa Claus. Not nobody else.

Tears stung in her blue eyes as she grabbed onto the bars of the bannister, watching the kiss for a few seconds before she ran back up the stairs and hid underneath her blankets, silently crying herself to sleep.

You and Elvis were too occupied to hear Caroline coming up and down the stairs and as you tugged him up from the seat to take him into your shared bedroom, he quickly stole the plate of cookies along with him.

You and Elvis woke up early the next morning despite that Santa costume keeping you both awake until the dead of the night. You expected Caroline to stand at the side of your bed by now seeing it was already 8 o’clock because she could never wait until she was allowed to unwrap her presents. This morning, the bedroom was silent aside from Elvis’ soft snoring.

You sat up in the bed and looked at your husband, laughing softly as you took the Santa hat that was clutched in his hand, throwing it onto the floor. You leaned over to him and planted soft kisses on his shoulder and up to his face. He groaned softly as you woke him, his limbs stretching out in front of him before he turned to you and wrapped his arm around your waist, forcing you to lay back down next to him.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” you whispered with a soft laugh as he hid his face in your neck, squeezing you in his embrace.

“Mwerry Chwistmas, little one,” he hummed sleepily against your skin before he kissed your neck, the faint hint of your perfume that lingered in your neck making him roll onto his back, taking you right with him.

“We don’t get a lot of Christmas mornings like this one,” he mumbled as he grinned, his hands running up your thighs to squeeze at your hips.

He was right, you didn’t. You’d either be woken up by Caroline or by the doorbell that announced the arrival of today’s company. You told them to come a little later this year, so you and your family had time to actually eat breakfast and get ready for the day.

Now that you and Elvis had a bit of time for yourselves, he didn’t hesitate to take advantage of it.

His eyes caught sight of the Santa hat on the floor and he was quick to grab it before returning to his warm spot on the bed with you atop of him. “You had a lot of time with mr. Claus last night, it’s only fair if I get some sweetness from mrs. Claus,” he wiggled his eyebrows as he held out the hat to you.

You laughed and rolled your eyes, grasping it from his hand as you put it crookedly on top of your head. He bit his lip and moved his hands up your sides, slipping toward your front to squeeze your bare breasts in the palm of his hand.

Neither of you bothered to put on clothes before you fell asleep last night, so he didn’t need to wait for you to peel off pieces of fabric for you to raise your hips and sink down onto him.

He groaned as he moved his hands underneath his head, watching you ride him with a cocky smirk on his face.

“You look so sexy, baby,” he mummered as his eyes wandered down from your face to your bouncing breasts, voice sounding hoarse as it was still heavy with sleep. It only motivated you to go faster.

The idea of Caroline wandering into the room any minute was also on your mind, but Elvis didn’t mind you chasing your climax with slight hurry. He decided to help you get there even faster, reaching one hand down to circle your clit rapidly with his thumb.

The both of you had to bite down on your tongues to not moan too loud and while Elvis loved hearing you make those pretty sounds for him, he knew he could not make you truly scream while Caroline was also in the house.

Luckily for him, she had a sleepover planned at his father’s house next week.

Thanks to Elvis’ digit, you were quick to reach your climax and he followed not long after because of how visciously you were clenching around him.

“We should.. should check on Care,” you breathed as you ripped the fluffy hat off your head, throwing it across the bed before you leaned down and kissed your husband, who mumbled a soft agreement against your lips but made no movements to leave the warmth of the bed.

Caroline had been up before you and Elvis, but instead of walking into your room to tug on your blankets until either you or Elvis woke up, she went straight to the living room.

She was a girl on a mission today and it wasn’t a very fun one.

She was angry – at you, at Santa, and even a little bit at Elvis.

The little girl was still in disbelief of what she had seen last night. She just couldn’t wrap her little head around the fact that you kissed someone that was not Daddy and that Santa kissed you back.

And where was her Daddy while you exchanged smooches with her hero? He should’ve been there to stop it. Maybe even kick Santa’s ass a little.

She wandered over to the Christmas tree, taking the ornaments out one by one. Santa Claus didn’t deserve a nice tree anymore – if he would come by the house today, she would show him that she was angry with him.

Once you and Elvis came down the stairs and saw the bottom of the tree empty from its usual ornaments and Caroline gathering the sparkly garlands in her arms, you widened your eyes.

“Caroline, what is this?!” you exclaimed in confusion as you walked over to her to lift her up your hip. She crossed her arms firmly against her chest, the garlands crunching in her arms as she turned away from you with an angry expression taking over her features. “Caroline, I’m talkin’ to you,”

“I don’t want to talk to you!” she huffed as she stared at the chair by the stairs Santa had sat on last night.

“Caroline Mae Presley, don’t talk to your mother like that,” Elvis warned her as he stood next to you, looking at his daughter. But she didn’t look at him, hanging back in your arms so she’d be heavier for you to hold. “You know you’re not allowed to go downstairs before waking us. Why did you dissect the tree?”

She didn’t want to tell him or you how she was feeling, but she had a weakness for Elvis and she felt sad for him. He didn’t know what happened last night – while she was still young, she knew it was a bad thing. A bad thing that would hurt her precious father.

“I’m mad,” she mumbled and you allowed Elvis to take her out of your arms, walking over to the couch to sit down on it with her in his lap. She unfolded her arms and looked at her hands as you took the garlands out of her arms to put them back in their place.

“Yittle, if you’re mad, you come talk to Mommy or me. What does my tree have to do with anythin’, huh?” he grinned playfully at her as he tickled her sides. Usually, she would giggle and cheer up, but this time she pouted and pushed his big hand off.

“I’m mad.. m-mad.. at Santa,” she whispered, touching the small charm bracelet you gifted her for her last birthday that she never wanted to take off.

“Why, baby? Santa brought you a lot of presents,” Elvis told her as he nodded his head over to you. You smiled at your daughter as she finally looked up and you nodded, holding up a few wrapped presents Elvis put under the tree last night as you were putting Caroline to bed.

It looked like a smile was about to break the angry act she was putting on, but she huffed and looked down again. “I’m mad at Mommy too,”

You raised your eyebrows in confusion as you put the presents back under the tree, getting up to walk over to the couch. You sat down next to Elvis and looked at the pouty blonde in his lap, taking her small hands in yours. She pulled them out of your grip immediately, looking away.

Elvis saw the hurt in your eyes and sighed deeply, knowing playing nice would get him nowhere with his headstrong daughter.

He had finally met his match – it was more exhausting than he ever expected.

“Caroline, don’t be like that to your mother and tell us why you’re so mad. We don’t know what’s goin’ on if you don’t use your words,” he bounced his leg she was sitting on once, making her look at him with a glare.

Her face expressions softened a little when she saw both you and him looking at her so seriously and she couldn’t stop her bottomlip from twitching, her emotions getting the best of her. As soon as tears started welling up in her eyes, she pressed her face in Elvis’ chest and grabbed onto the shirt he was wearing.

“You and Mommy don’t love each other anymore,” she cried, her words coming out muffled. Elvis gently grabbed her shoulders, trying to pull her off him so she could speak more clearly but she managed to wrap her arms around his neck, clinging onto him. “And it’s all Santa’s fault,”

You exchanged a look with Elvis and frowned, running your hand through your daughter’s hair. “Honey, what are you talking about?”

Upon the sound of your voice, she pulled away from Elvis and looked at you, tears freely rolling down her cheeks.

“Oh Mommy, please don’t leave Daddy all alone!” she cried as she stretched her arms out to you. She had been so angry with you only minutes ago, but the thought of you leaving and running off to the North Pole with Santa Claus broke her little heart. You immediately took her in your arms and caressed her hair out of her face, wiping her tears away. “Don’t leave me and Daddy!”

“Care, how’d you get that idea? Baby, I’m not leaving you and Daddy,” you told her, kissing her forehead before she wrapped her arms around your neck and hugged you tightly.

“But last n-night.. you.. you.. were k-kissing.. S-Santa..” she hiccuped over your shoulder, squeezing you tightly in her little arms as if she was afraid you’d disappear into thin air. “You are in l-love with Santa C-Clause,”

You looked at Elvis and he widened his eyes, letting out a hearty laugh as he leaned back in the couch, throwing his head on the back rest of it. You gave him a warning glare but couldn’t stop yourself from giggling softly too, rubbing your hand up and down Caroline’s back soothingly as Elvis hid his mouth behind his hand to muffle his laughter.

“Care bear, look at me,” you chuckled softly as you grabbed her arms, pulling her out of your embrace so she’d look at you. Her hands rested on your shoulders as she sniffed, shoulders shaking with silent sobs. “What you saw last night… was me hugging Santa…”

Elvis stopped laughing as he grinned cheekily, waiting for you to explain to your five year old what she had seen. You silently begged for help and he cleared his throat a little, scooting closer to you and Caroline. “Yittle, Mommy was comfortin’ Santa last night. You see, Daddy forgot to put his milk by the cookies last night and Santa was so sad, because he thought we had forgotten about him,” he explained to her as she looked at him, listening while repeating his words over and over again in her head.

“Yes! And I told him we definitely did not forget about him. He was also a little sad that you fell asleep, baby girl, so I gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek,”

She turned to you, her eyes still a little red as she sniffed once more. “Really?”

“Promise. Would we ever lie to you?” Elvis chimed in, smiling at her and she shook her head.

To her, you and Elvis were perfect and would never ever tell her a lie. Not a big one, nor a small one.

“No,” she whispered. “So you will stay with me and Daddy?”

You looked at her and laughed softly, nodding as you pressed a kiss on her cheek. “Yes baby, I’m going to stay with you and Daddy forever and ever,”

She smiled softly, nodding her head heavily as she seemed to buy the story you and Elvis told her. Honestly, it wasn’t a very good one, but the only thing you could come up with on the spot.

And for five year old Caroline, the story sounded solid.

“Okay,” she said, grabbing Elvis’ hand as she kept her other hand on your shoulder. “Daddy is more beautiful than Santa,”

Elvis grinned widely, raising his chin smugly. “That’s what I thought, honey,”

You rolled your eyes and laughed, rising from the couch with Caroline in your arms. “Now Santa, me and Daddy will appreciate it very much if you put the ornaments back in the tree. Let Daddy help you,” you grinned, kissing her temple before you put her back on her own two feet. She nodded and walked over to the tree, sitting on her knees as she did what you told her to.

Elvis slipped his arm around your waist, squeezing your ass as he pushed you against his chest. “Seems like we should keep the costume strictly for the bedroom, huh?”

“Definitely,” you laughed softly, kissing his chin. “Without the beard next time, though,”

“I didn’t hear ya complainin’ when I was in between your legs with it last night,” he whispered teasingly with a grin on his face, raising an eyebrow.

You playfully slapped his chest, laughing. “I was feelin’ festive, but Christmas is almost over, baby,”

“Not in this house,” he wiggled his eyebrows, leaning down to kiss you. The moment was interrupted sooner than he liked by Caroline who called out to him.

“Daddy, help me!” she yelled as she had managed to get herself twisted in a string of garland, looking at him with a goofy smile on her face.

“You truly are your mother’s child,” he laughed as he shot you a wink, walking over to his daughter to help her get out of the small trap she got herself into and to help her re-decorate the lower half of the tree.

You laughed as you watched them for a little bit before disappearing into the kitchen to start on breakfast.

In an hour or so, the house would be filled with family and friends again, disrupting the peaceful bubble you had been in since yesterday.

You didn’t mind it all that much, though. And as long as Caroline would have a good time, you didn’t care if the house was empty or full.

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rzyraffek · 11 months

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OH OH REQUEST IDEA....TAKING SLASHERS HOME TO MEET YOUR PARENTS BECAUSE THATS LIKW SUPER SMART

Billy Micheal and Jason are the only ones i care about but you can add whoever

Omg hi!! Thanks for request!

They/them, sfw and request open

Slashers meeting s/o perents

Billy Lenz

Why would you do that

No fr why would anyone think this was good idea

Guy cant say a sentence without swear words or weird sex jokes😭

But fr billy will be so nervous!! Lil baby doesn't know how to behave!

S/o has to give him tutorial how to act like normal human and not 3rats in trench coat

Perents will be... alarmed to say the least... like really?? You could pick anyone but you picked oversized goblin?? Wow s/o

If s/o has younger siblings, he will bite them btw

Usually perents want to have grandchildren but oh god oh no not with this guy please s/o think about it!!

Billy vibes tbh he likes s/o perents they goofy. He also ate raw pasta. All of it

He told s/o dad that he wants lego for chrismas btw

Micheal Myers

How much you drank to think thats a good idea

Soo you telling me you bf is a serial killer?

At least he won't say anything rude, and s/o perents are too intimidated to say something rude about him🥰peace

Micheal just stares really, hes harmless for now

Yes s/o mom will call them to make sure that they aren't kidnaped and this all stuff is acually consensual

Live laugh love dont get stabbed by Michael

Yall can't even eat a dinner together 😔my guy looks like npc. Like yall just sit nicley and my homie just🧍 he doesn't even eat he just looks at yall, he totally judges their outfits

Hide your pets away he might eat them. You have pet hamster? What hamster?

Jason Voorhees

Omg homeboy is stressed! What if they don't like him:((

At first their perents were intimidated by him, but s/o's mom and him got along very fast! They are baking cookies together! Also if s/o has smol siblings or animals o my god he is bff with them instantly

Their mom and him acually got along faster than s/o with jason when they met first time!

Helps with carring heavy stuff... you bought new fridge? Call up son-in-law jason to help out (s/o mom has him named like that in contacts in phone)

Perents kinda wonder where he lives, when s/o told them that he has vintage cottage in Forest they started to think that hes rich or something

S/o perents already hope that yall get married

Asa emory

My dude bought suit for that appointment

He promised not to talk about skinning people while yall are eating dinner. He is so dreamy

Got along very well with s/o's dad, they are talking about fishing or something idk what dads are into lol

Almost fell asleep when their mom was talking

I WANTED TO WRITE " when their mom was talking about that she wants grandchildren" BUT ITS SOUNDS WAY FUNNIER THAT WAY

He was scared to eat dinner, it looked.... suspicious... he never trusted cheesy lasagna

Anyways Asa and their dad are besties now, they will go fishing next week

He cried in car after meeting "S/O IM NEVER GOING THERE AGAIN IT WAS SCARY IF I HEAR YOUR MOM SAY ANYRGING ABOUT GRANDCHILDREN AGAIN IM GOING TO DOX HER SO HARD SHE WONT EVEN HAVE OPPORTUNITY TO SEE THEM"

I didnt write any headcanons for few weeks i hope it was good or at least readable

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #jason vorhees headcanon #jason vorhees imagine #jason voorhees #jason vorhees x reader #micheal myers x you #micheal myers headcanons #micheal myers x reader #asa emory #asa emory x reader #asa x reader #the collector x reader #the collector #micheal myers

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froggibus · 2 years

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it’s time for obey me christmas,, u can pick whoever but i am holding u at gunpoint for mammon to be in there somehow ok ok thank u bye

Obey Me! + Christmas

Includes: Mammon, Levi, Beel, Belphie

Genre: fluff headcanons!

Word Count: 650

Summary: how would Christmas Day go with the boys

CW: fluff, mammon being a bastard (affectionately), levi being a crybaby, beel force feeding you?? belphie being sleepy + kinda suggestive (levi's)

thank you for the request my liege I hope it is up to par. also thank you for feeding my christmas brain rot..we’re skipping halloween this year and going straight to christmas. also I have horrible Leviathan brain rot rn oops

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Mammon:

definitely the type to shake all of his presents before Christmas

gets everyone the cheapest presents ever too

enjoy your keychain and pack of gum

he lowkey spoils you tho

like half the gifts under the tree are for you

definitely wakes up at like 5am on Christmas morning like a little kid

“darlin’ wake up”

try to ignore him and go back to sleep? that’s ok he’ll just drag your ass down the stairs

ranks the gifts he gets based on how expensive they are and keeps that list as a guide for shopping next year

hits the rum and eggnog a little too hard and gets kinda weepy towards the end of the night

“y/n you’re the best gift I coulda ever asked for”

will deny it the next day though

Levi:

also would shake all of his presents (but very carefully in case there’s any figures in there yk)

is still awake early but not nearly as early as Mammon

weirdly thoughtful with his gifts??

like will get you something that the two of you can do together even tho it’s probably something he’s interested in lol

wants you to sit in his lap while you open presents and will whine if you try to move

“but y/n we have to spend the holidays together” “and that means I have to be touching you at all times??”

immediately retreats to his room after opening gifts so he can play with his new stuff

you try to get him to spend time with you but mans is hyper focused on his new game

so you just end up going to hang out with his brothers in the kitchen and get sloshed off of rum and eggnog

of course this ends with Levi being a whiny jealous brat until you give him special attention

Beel:

could care less about the presents tbh

if you wrap them too nicely tho he can and WILL try to eat them

lucifer def makes some kind of weird breakfast casserole for Christmas

and Beel only wakes up once he smells that cooking

even though he doesn’t really care about them he still gets you a gift

probably something really sweet too like candy

he uses the holidays as an excuse to eat absolutely everything in sight

but also wants you to try everything with him so he can spend time with you

will just be force feeding you bites of different fancy foods he bought specifically for Christmas

doesn’t matter if you say you’re full

“baby you just have to try this it’s so yummy”

there are no leftovers because he just eats them all once everyone is done

he carries you to bed when you inevitably fall into a food induced coma

cuddles you and rubs your tummy all night

Belphie

MATCHING PJS!!!

like he would get you them to unwrap on Christmas Eve so you guys could wake up all cute n matching on Christmas

he sleeps like the dead but he’s so excited that he’s actually up before you??

he gently shakes you awake even if he is really excited

would probably bring his blanket downstairs and wrap you guys in it while you sit on the couch together

he’s very sleepy and cuddly since he was up early so expect him to be resting his head on your shoulder/lap

would get you something you hadn’t even told him you wanted cause he just knows from your dreams or whatever

you’re really emotional about it too

once gifts/breakfast is done he’s back in his room to take a nap

you come with him tho even if you’re not tired and just lay your head on his chest

he manages to stay up pretty late for you

you guys just play board games with the family until it’s time to go to bed

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bunbunsheart · 1 month

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🪽 (the angel one .. it wont work on my computer LOL) 🎂 💛 for whoever youd like!! (@dmclr)

i'll answer for gojo again xb

🪽 - imagine an au where your f/o is your guardian angel. what kind of relationship dynamic do the two of you have? are they the type to be more exasperated by your silly actions or protective over you?

Hmmm i think Gojo would be the type to be very (over)protective over Indigo, he'd go out of his way to make sure he's safe (one way or the othe other, no matter the cost or the possible outcomes) he'd be pretty much obsessed w his safety in a way, this assuming Indigo cannot see him... i like those tragic guardian angel aus tbh :b the ones where the guardian angel gives up their divinity just to be with their beloved those are awesome...

🎂 - how has your f/o changed over the course of the relationship? how have you changed? do either of you miss past things about the other?

Umm a little bit of Indigojo lore on this one 🤓☝ buuuut i think their relationship and how much they changed (as people) ever since high school really erm affected their relationship (naturally), Indigo at the very starts of their relationship (when it wasn't even official and Indigo saw him as nothing more than a friend despite the fact that he knew Gojo had a little crush on him) he was definitely more annoyed by Gojo's little antics, he thought of him as sorta an annoyance that he couldn't run away from since he would just follow him everywhere like a lost puppy, it didn't really help that Gojo would constantly find ways to squeeze him in his friend group constantly, not like Indigo could really refuse this so he just accepted it, slowly coming to terms that maybe he did (sometimes…) enjoy spending time with him.

Ermm however with the whole hidden inventory arc incident Indigo was not really present for most of this event since he left to attend some business abroad for a while, which is something he still feels very guilty about to this day (the whole Geto incident would weight on his mind constantly since he thought of him as a very close friend too just like Gojo did, he just feels guilty for not being there for him in general, erm for both of them really), so this whole event kinda left them to pick up the pieces of their heart and in a way? it would make Indigo realize that his feelings for Gojo run deeper than he thought of originally, he did start to notice a sorta shift in Gojo's mannerisms too, the way he would just mask everything with his playful nature (something he did back in high school too but this time there was something else behind that whole facade, it wasn't just playful for the sake of being playful anymore, he knew he was just using it to cope) which sometimes worries Indigo to an extent, I think this would show the most when they're alone together, Indigo definitely (attempting) to be more affectionate and remind Gojo that he is not alone in all of this (to the best of his extent, Indigo is kinda bad with emotions and comfort too, emotionally repressed nerd so to speak! 💥💥💥)

💛 for whoever youd like!!

answered this one here! :}

#i ended up ranting so much in the last one sorry huhu but ty for the ask clara <3 #asks #indigo tag #gojo tag

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beneathashadytree · 2 years

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Hi 👋 I was wondering if you could do a Sherlock x fem reader from Moriarty the patriot (or multiple characters what ever u would Like to do) but the reader is really sick (like with scarlets fever or something because that was one of the main sickness in late 19th century) and Sherlock (or whoever) gets really worried and stuff like that, lol sorry it’s not more descriptive 😅 anyways I hope u have a great rest of your day

SEALED VOWS - SHERLOCK HOLMES X READER

Warnings : this is set pre-timeskip, general mentions of illness, implied death, reader uses she/her pronouns!

Genre : fluff but also pretty angsty

Word count : 0.7K words

Additional notes : Thank you so much for requesting! Since scenarios take up so much time, I usually write one character per piece, and multiple in headcanons only. Sherlock was a great choice, seeing as how he dabbles in chemistry. Don’t worry, you were perfectly descriptive! Too many details intimidate me tbh so you’re good 🥰 Hope you enjoy this, and hope you have a wonderful day! 💗

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“Don’t fiddle with the bandages,” Sherlock’s voice was firm as he tightened the white wraps around her midsection, “You’ll only end up scratching yourself.”

She looked like she wanted to moan out that they itched so bad, but with her current state could do little more than weakly glare at him.

Her lover arched his eyebrow. “If you’ve got any complaints to make about my bedside care, there’s a notepad and ink to your right.”

With all the strength she could muster, she pushed herself up in bed and began to scribble onto the paper, as Sherlock took the wet cotton from her forehead, quick to replace it with another cooler one in hopes of bringing down her fever. By the time she was done, he was already seated in his chair, stirring an ominous-looking beaker of… something.

When she flipped the paper back to him, he set the beaker down and leaned in to read.

You’d make a terrible nurse. You would get sued for client dissatisfaction, and misconduct.

He snorted. “Now I don’t remember any misconduct from my end.”

You ripped my shirt open. That’s assault.

“Because you were using the bloody thing to scratch at your rash,” he grumbled, picking up the beaker with the liquid in, “Never liked that shirt anyways. Now open up.”

She eyed him nastily, to which Sherlock rolled his eyes, “Honestly. I know it tastes horrible, but it’s just carbonate and nitrate silver.”

She quickly scribbled down on the notebook, You’re trying to poison me.

“Actually, I’m doing quite the opposite. That is, counteracting the poison caused by Scarlet Fever,” he sighed, pushing the beaker insistently against her lips, “Please? I know it’s got to be awful, but I can’t stand the sight of you bed-ridden.”

She hesitated for a few moments, before showing him another message with shaky hands.

Will you ask Mrs. Hudson to make me that broth I like?

He nodded. “I’ll even tolerate her nagging me about the rent if I have to. Just please take your medicine.”

Begrudgingly, she let her lover feed her the damned thing that had her spluttering and coughing afterwards, eyes water at the pungent smell and disgusting aftertaste.

“I’m sorry,” he winced as though he himself were the one ill, a heavy look in his blue eyes as he did; looking as if it physically pained him to see her like that. And it truly did, with the way his chest clenched at every thought of her struggling, of her deteriorating overnight, of her leaving him—

A burning hand curled around his fingers, which he hadn’t noticed were trembling visibly. He swallowed thickly, tortured by worries that clouded his mind and left him shivering in fears he’d tried so desperately to lock away. Somehow, though, that single weak hand that held his tucked every concern in the back of his mind once again.

Sherlock looked up from his lap to meet her eyes, which were a little hazy with the drowsiness that came with the fever, but also still laced with fondness and warmth he’d only ever received from her.

She opened her mouth, taking in a shuddering breath. “W-whatev—“

“Don’t, you’ll open the ulcers in your throat—“

Squeezing his hand to stop him from interrupting her, she went on, determination brimming in those tired eyes. “Whatever h-happens…” she croaked out, “P-Promise me. You’ll be… you’ll be f-fine.”

He knew. He knew what she was saying; what she was implying. He knew the possibilities she was entertaining; the chances that things could go disastrously wrong. She’d avoided saying “we”, because she’d known that there was a very real possibility that it would become a “you”. Just him and these four walls.

Sherlock despised his own weakness. Here he was, wallowing in his own misery, when only God could ever know how terrified his lover was. And yet she selflessly set that aside, just to falsely comfort and reassure him. How pathetic was he?

“P-promise me.”

Blinking back the tears that had unknowingly collected in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and dug his nails into his free palm. It was all he could do to thaw the ice threatening to freeze his heart.

With a shuddering breath, he sealed the vow. It was the least he could do to repay her for the immense strength she’d shown for his sake the entire time. “I promise, my dear. I’ll be alright.”

Taglist: @sherlockscumslut @lilias-highlights @thispersoniscrazy

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muzzleroars · 1 year

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ik this is a very oddly specific question but. how do you think the ultrakill guys would react to seeing something they can really relate to? like a song, character from some media, ect. its something i think about a lot because its kinda fun to explore how they might react, like they might either think about it all the time or aggressively deny it. and uh yea (im not good at asks like this)

ooooh this is a fun question! esp since i think they would all react pretty differently tbh

v1: v1 would really enjoy engaging with media, always ready to consume massive amounts of information no matter what that information is. however, it's normally pretty detached from the experience, not tending to get emotionally invested in much and taking the place of a spectator when it comes to things it doesn't have a direct involvement with. honestly i think it would find it difficult to relate to anything too deeply in that sense, not fully capable of holding that mirror up to itself in the same way we might. BUT i think if something could hit it just right, in whatever sense, it would immediately go absolutely wild about it. its brain would pick it apart in a thousand different ways, it would deconstruct it down to its constituent parts, and probably watch/listen to whatever it is a million times lol and every time it does, it will emphatically express "ME" in any capacity it can to whoever's in the room.

v2: this is the one that's projecting onto that piece of media/character while insisting they don't, actually, relate to them whatsoever lol i think it would be much easier for v2 to sort through all the problems it's gone through with something outside of itself because it's made for conflict resolution....but it's no good if that issue is internal. so for v2 relating to something means shoving all of its trauma onto it and examining it that way but likely having no idea that it's even doing that. it just so happens that its favorite characters are dealing with the same issues it is BUT it has canonical based proof that it didn't add that in, it's just the way they're written!!! and also those are not all of its issues. it's got nothing to do with all of that anyway.

gabriel: guy that hates the characters he relates to, 100% he will give entire presentations on why they're awful and he absolutely doesn't recognize that he's just describing all the problems he has with himself. HOWEVER for songs he relates to, he will put them on repeat and simply listen to them as hard as he can. being an angel means that music is woven into the core of his being and so he WILL lie in a dark room listening to nin for hours to work things out with himself. it's a deeply important experience. he's meditating. he's expanding. he's discovering every truth about him. but please please no one ask him what he's listening to please please this is a personal thing

#v1 is the one that's open and honest about all that lol #if it relates to something it's immediately making everyone else experience it too #it will look at them expectantly the whole time #i want them to have movie nights #ALSO i want them to experience each other's playlists #this was cute ty anon!!#cake answers

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mzannthropy · 6 months

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I absolutely agree that Camilly>>>> Daisybilly. Also Edmila. I'm just gonna pretend none of the cheating happen. Also, what do you think about fics that make Billy a bad father? I hate them lol. Billy was there for Julia's plays,soccer games, and to see her grow into an adult. You can tell he loved her.

(This got long...)

Thanks, it's good to see someone still cares about Billy x Camila! Tbh I've been thinking that I probably misunderstood the story, which is not unlike me with the way my mind works, but the thing is, I was only in it bc of Sam Claflin. I would never have had picked the book up if he hadn't been cast in the series. I barely care about real 70s bands, never mind fictional, and I didn't know anything about Fleetwood Mac (in fact I only started listening to them bc of DJATS and, funnily enough, I saw that 1997 performance on TV which they just happened to show at the time when the filming of DJATS was going on--but I didn't think anything of it. Don't those two hate each other?). That's my kind of longwinded way of saying that I had no idea I was supposed to ship Daisy and Billy, especially as I rooted for Camila right from the beginning. I'm also much older than majority of the fandom and have one failed marriage under my belt already, so I see things differently.

I think that Camila liked the rockstar side of Billy, hence why she was able to overlook some things (after all, this was the 70s), bc she knew he would always come home to her. Relationships are laundry and taxes, not omG tHE wAY thEY LooK aT eAcH OthEr on stage, but I guess that's not cool enough for the show. I'm not a fanfic person, actually, I read maybe about three a year (and that's only short ones) and with the exception of Jane Eyre, I don't write any (I prefer writing original). Occasionally I check AO3 for some particular piece of media or a ship, just to see what's there (in fact I did so twice in the last week, once for a particular pairing in a L.M. Montgomery book and once for all The Count of Monte Cristo fics, Sam's next project). I've never looked at any DJATS fics ever and I'd rather not know. So I didn't know there were fics that made Billy a bad father. I suppose people can write what they want, if they need to make Billy worse for their preferred ship to exist, well, they're free to do so, if it makes them happy. I loathe cheap, lazy plot devices and villainisation for the sake of making the protagonist look better, or making the reader/viewer care about the author's favourite pairing. I tend to feel the exact opposite of what the writer(s) want me to feel. So merely hearing about the Billy as bad father fics makes me hate them, lol.

It's not true, anyway. The show didn't exactly do Billy any favours with erasing the twins, bc in the book, he was with Camila while she was giving birth to them, holding her hand etc, in contrast to Julia's birth. But even so, we have some evidence of him being a better dad, like when he rang Camila while on the Aurora tour and wanted to hear Julia just sleeping. They could have done more and I suspect they really did, that there were more scenes that they eventually cut. Idk, but this picture just makes me think there must have been more. Who knows...

So while he may not have been the world's best dad, he was not a bad one either. After all, as I started saying lately, (about real people but it goes for fictional too), people can be more than one thing.

Saying that, Eddie gives me mild incel vibes. If Camila wanted to be with Eddie, she'd be with him. "I'd choose you over everyone" means nothing, it's just words. It was a bit of a lazy shortcut for Camila to cheat with him, but that's just one of the show's sins. They gave Camila a creative profession and then did a fuck all with it, like why couldn't she have connected with a fellow photographer? Like that dude she talked to in the dark room or whoever it was.

I wonder if soon we'll start seeing articles on Screen Rant et al about how "wrong we were to ship Billy and Daisy and how emotional affairs ruin the lives of everyone around them" or something similar. More likely, though, the show will fade into obscurity which I will honestly be thankful for. I'm glad that Sam got what he needed out of it (he talked about it in interviews) and I'm glad Camila got some recognition, she just won a breakthrough award at Critics Choice and I'm glad Suki and the others got to be in it and the songs are good, and I wish them well, and I wish the writers a very hope your pens break and drafts get deleted and I hope Hello Sunshine burns down.

#billy dunne #billy x camila #camila dunne #answered #bad writing #bad fanservice

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zerodaryls · 7 months

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For the ask game! 16, 37 and 43

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t?

yeah usually like cussing out my toxic family members but then i didn't because i realized it was healthier and more effective to just cut them off entirely <3 i could have verbally destroyed my stepdad with a single sentence but i am actually better than he is so instead i just don't talk to him at all lmao

37. favourite actor/actress

idk if i have one, because usually my favorite actors are just whoever play the blorbos of whatever series i'm currently fixated on, so it varies from time to time. and even then i wouldn't say they're favorites because i just like their characters, not necessarily them as a person (side-eyes d*rk and dw*ght) lmao.

hmm, in honor of the origin of my url i'm gonna say Bill Pullman.

he's just so iconic and i'm always happy to see him on screen and he gives me a whole heckin' lot of gender envy lol i have literally taken photos of him to a salon and been like GIMME THE HAIR (he has had the same goddamn hair style his entire career, i dare you to find a photo of him where his hair isn't this same basic style lol like it varies in length but it's always the same cut and i LOVE it)

he's in like. so many of my favorite movies. Zero Effect (blog url inspo), While You Were Sleeping (fave romcom), Brain Dead (fave psychological/existential horror movie), Independence Day (...one of my fave sci-fi/alien movies), Spaceballs (...I wouldn't actually call this a favorite movie of mine tbh but like it's so fucking iconic I can't not mention it), AND there's this super cringe scene in Mr. Wrong (terrifying movie, it's billed as a comedy but it's legit a horror film to me lmao, do not recommend) where he sings Hold The Line by Toto (my favorite band) really badly and it's just. So iconic. almost ruined the song for me. almost. (no one can ruin Toto for me. 'tis not possible.)

43. favourite song ever

oh come on you can't do that to me, i can't pick a fave song ever, that's not a thing, i don't know how to do that :')

but as i mentioned Toto... it's gonna be one of theirs, lol. i can't even choose one goddammit i'll do a top three (stRUGGLING EVEN TO DO THAT... THE 'TISM CANNOT CHOOSE)

gonna put Rosanna first because it's the first song I remember rocking out to when i was like 3 years old in my car seat and telling my dad to turn up the car radio

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next up Can't Stand It Any Longer because EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS PERFECTION, from Joe Williams' vocals to the melody to the beat to the ALL THE MUSIC TERMS I'M NOT EDUCATED ENOUGH TO COMMENT ON IN DETAIL hskjdfhkjsdhfdjksf

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aaand as much as it pains me to only choose one more i'll go with one from the Isolation album so you can hear another vocalist (the amount of vocalists this band has had... and they're all so talented in their own ways and GAWWWWWWD I LOVE THIS FUCKIN BAND SO MUCH I'M GONNA SCREAM),, anyway here's Endless:

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i could literally talk about Toto all day so i'm gonna have to cut myself off here before this becomes an infodump lmao

............actually i'm gonna put one last song because it came up in the recommended sidebar and Joe is fucking adorable in this video and gives me a lot of gender envy and YES THAT'S PAULA ABDUL DANCING,, WHY WASN'T THIS ONE OF THEIR BIGGEST HITS I DON'T UNDERSTAND

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....a..and... um... listen i hate listing 4 things because that doesn't feel rounded out so here's one more to make it a nice rounded 5,, featuring Steve Lukather as a BABY (okay he's like 21 but he looks like a baby) and because I can't list a bunch of Toto songs and not feature any from their 70s era:

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i need those rainbow suspenders.

...okay sorry sorry i was entirely possessed by my autism for a minute there 😅 thus concludes the post. thanks for the asks and for opening up my big chaotic box of obsession lol.

#i am DETERMINED to make everyone who only knows 'Africa' get to know more Toto songs #because yes yes obviously Africa is a fuckin JAM and ya gotta love it #but they have SO many good songs it's almost impossible to even keep track of lmao #ALSO i'm so curious Chio... i hear Toto has/had a massive following in Italy so i wonder if that's still a thing??? lol

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yandere-sins · 2 years

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My dear author,

I have been constantly imagining this… what if WE had a significant other back then?

Like imagine this man having to hear me aggressively being all like:

“(Gf name)….I….I miss you. This fucking stupid overgrown shark literally won’t let me go!” In my sleep.

This man would have to live with me being a whole simp for her while he’s like:

Humans can have same gender mates? How would that even work? No matter! I’m better than whoever she’s blabbing about! (Narcissistic triumph)

Eh, honestly I didn’t read much about same-sex relationships in the shark world so idk if he would have an idea about that, but I mean except for the description in the sex scene, the reader can be either, so I think Atreo would not question his mates choice in partner.

It only matters to him that he has them now and they are his, and whoever is up there can screw themselves because TOUGH LUCK but his darling is unreachable for them now. They belong to Atreo now once and for all, and he’s not giving them up. Never. (He does get a little jealous if the darling talks about them though. Maybe a little unhinged if they don’t stop and frustrate him, so they’ll learn it’s better to shut up.)

The asks got a bit out of hand so I compiled them under the cut! I would be really awesome if you could not use so many spaces between your sentences, it takes up a lot of space and while I love chatting, I don’t want to clutter for the people that are just on my blog for the stories. So thanks in advance! ^^’

Well, his curiosity comes from concern, right? If his darling is TOO quiet it can’t be good either, and Atreo needs to make sure they are at least a little lively. So even if that shows in them grumbling and turning around on the bed, pouting, he’ll be satisfied. Atreo will also always use the chances he gets to remind his mate how much better they have it with him and how little they need when he’s by their side (even though they are probably dying from boredom lol). But hey, he’ll throw in some unwelcome cuddles if they need someone to change their mood xD

Well, like any yandere: See Target -> Fixate on Target -> Claim Target. It’s also that the human probably taste pretty good since they are not some old, worn sailor. So that’s probably a reason to keep them aaaaaall to himself and then he just fell in love with them as they turned out an absolutely adorable, nonviable (in the ocean) creature in his care.

Also female sharks are mean and tough (but humans are cute and soft and have less options to choose and pick when they are immobilized underwater). And Atreo is only the 3rd best singer. Life’s tough when all you’re good for is hunting and fucking and then there are two other sharks that lure in all the females with their singing. He could have his share, certainly, just because he has proven himself as the strongest male. Buuuut he might not be the first choice for everyone either.

That said, he probably has a lot of kids from previous matings, but now he’s way too occupied with his darling to think of anyone else, no worries ^^

Well, you take a merman, use a great white shark as a reference, and then just slap the colors on him. Most notably are the black eyes like sharks have, I think I did say he also has grey hair, but I’d need to reread my own story and I’d rather not lol. Grey tail, pretty long, proportions of an 8′‘ human. Patches of scaly skin. The rest, tbh, is up to readers.

As for the dicks, male sharks actually always have them out as far as I know, they have two claspers. The “being able to pull them inside into something like a bag” is a real-life concept turned fantasy as much as I know. I’ve seen it countless of times for Naga, Merman, Drider, etc. I think it’s just a way to make them appear more “decent” for not always having their dicks out if it’s just normal scenarios. I do know that the monster from the movie The Shape of Water also has it.

However, the cocks do come out when he gets randomly aroused (either though his mate, a female in heat, a successful and exciting hunt,...) but the merfolk aren’t like... prudish. For them it can also make for a good sight, inviting them to lay with a male if he’s packing well. And if they are not interested, they’ll let him know and once the excitement disappears, so do the dicks. But he wouldn’t cover them up no, he’s not ashamed of his benefits lol.

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destinyc1020 · 2 years

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Let’s be real, Zendaya can be with whoever she wants to be with and if she wanted Timothee she could’ve had him a long time ago. If there was ever anything there between them, it would’ve happened. So these antis need to stop trying to act like they’re being sneaky or some sneaky shit is happening. She is with the person she wants to be with. She picked him twice.

"She is with the person she wants to be with. She picked him twice."

That's IT in a nutshell folks lol. She chose Tom TWICE. Tom chose HER TWICE. If that doesn't tell you something, then Idk what will. 🤷 I'll ALSO add, that she was single and could have had him (Timmy) beforehand and didn't.... Even when she and JE broke up, there was still chance for a pairing with Timmy, but again....they didn't. She chose Tom instead. In fact, I've ALWAYS said that I don't think she and Tom ever really stopped loving each other tbh.

So...idk how much clearer it has to get for some people.

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yuriprince · 1 month

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12 23 and 25!!

12. Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

honestly i could see all of the octogang putting their goals first and neglecting to take care of themselves. uhhh that’s all i got lol

23. What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

💰: asking for help. she’s very much a doer and if she can’t do something on her own, she feels like a failure.

📚: i think knowing the exact day you will die would be hard for anyone to process. but outside of that, she can be a bit stubborn and uncompromising with her ideals.

🌱: indecisiveness. i think he’s the type to see the pros in both choices and weighs them equally, thus not being able to pick the best option, thus not picking anything at all.

🎭: he definitely has trust and abandonment issues :( he’s either too clingy or quick to leave people first so he’s not the one being left behind.

⚔️: kinda similar to ori, she’s used to being the one people turn to for protection and guidance, so when she can’t help people, she feels awful about herself.

🏹: while he’s outgoing and friendly, he doesn’t feel like he understands people the best. he’d much rather avoid confrontations with people at all costs.

🌊: she definitely takes it the worst when things don’t go exactly as she planned. she also tends to take on everybody’s problems for herself and gets absolutely smothered by them.

🔪: i don’t think he handles being bored very well. if he’s not currently working on something he just feels like dead weight. yes, even if that “project” is stealing something or hurting someone lol.

25. What is your favorite thing about your OC?

💰: i really love the idea of the merchant of the group being the ruthless, idealistic one. tressa and partitio definitely use their skills for good, and while ori does have good intentions, she will destroy whoever she has to. i just think she’s a badass tbh.

📚: i cranked the symbolism with her up to 12 and i’m just really proud of that.

🌱: butch lesbian :)

🎭: in my big doc of oc info, i described him as “lowkey a shōnen protagonist mixed with a k-pop idol.” and i just think that’s an entertaining description.

⚔️: i have a plot twist with her in mind and i hope it’ll be poggers.

🏹: doggy :)

🌊: I JUST THINK SHE’S NEAT 🥺 she’s bubbly and cute but she goes through a lot too and I Like Her So Much.

🔪: i fully believe if he was a canon octopath character tumblr would love him. brooding, morally dubious, AND gay? i know what the people wanna see.

#orietta 💰#camil 📚#tybalt 🌱#oliver 🎭#penelope ⚔️#andreas 🏹#twyla 🌊#hawkin 🔪#tea time! with guests!

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LIII !!! THE NEW BILY CHAPTER WAS AMAZING OMGGGG AHHHH ALL THE HOBI CONTENT YOU ARE FEEDING US YESSSS !! The slow burn between hobi and mc is so good, I can’t wait until they actually get together together and say they love eachother to their faces hehehe

AND THE CLIFF HANGER??? OH MY GODD

AND TAEEEE MOMMY TAE CONTENT THAT WE ARE ALWAYS WANTING MORE OFF (the book gifts and tae reading to mc is the cutest thing ever! I love it!!) also! Cause I saw you saying that you weren’t sure about the titty scenes before I just wanna say that I honestly don’t think you gotta worry about it too much, after all the kinky stuff that is in BILY, I think it would be difficult for the audience to not be cool with it (at the very least) because like, it’s BILY bro, what else could you expect after all the previous scenes lol

Oh but the scene where hobo’s coworkers are trying to hit on mc and she turns on the ‘charm’ or whatever it was called was really interesting! I feel like it’s easy to forget that the mc would know how to do that stuff cause she’s so comfy with the pack so often now, but it’s sort of a bittersweet reminder of the stuff she had to learn to be able to do to like, survive I guess:(( It made me sad a little but also I was like, yeah girl you go play them cause you smart like that 💪💪💪 idk it was like cool the way you wrote it even though when you think about it :(( sad

Ahhh but towards the end tho! Where there was a line something like ‘jungkook didn’t even have a seizure this time’ in regards to namjoon’ rut!! I freaked a little and I have to mention it! Does that mean he’s had seizures during the alphas’ ruts before!? I can’t imagine how stressful that would be for the pack and poor jungkookie :(

I hope that whenever it happened, that he pack was able to take care of him and that whoever was in rut was gentle with him and able to give him space if he needed it or whatever. Cause you know, I doubt taking a knot after having a seizure would be very good AT ALL, if it was me, I’d reckon even having someone wanting me to take a knot afterwards would have me feeling shitty even if the pack was saying a clear cut no for me :( the way you write jungkook with his seizures is really comforting to me as someone with a chronic condition myself, because he’s such a strong bby despite it all ♥️

Anyway yikes this is getting really long haha, so I’ll draw it to a close! But I loved the chapter! It’s so fun seeing all the drama and plot pick up! And honestly, I’m starting to get a bit nervous thinking about what you have in store for us! Very exciting! Hope you aren’t feeling too stressed out with anything and are having fun, despite all the stuff that’s been going on recently that you’ve put on here, and anything you might’ve not put on here ♥️ thank you again for a wonderful chapter li! Have a good day ☺️☺️

Ahhhh thank you for appreciating the slow burn ;-; honestly when I look at the wordcount of bily I have to wonder if there is a slower burn in the fandom like, we’re nearly 700k into it and they haven’t even confessed yet! It’s probably a little too slow tbh

Ahhhh I think I got a little bit in my head about the mommy Tae sections, it just felt maybe a little too niche??? If it pleases the people who still read bily after all this time then I’m glad that I put it in <3 I also gotta remember as you said that the kink list in bily is EXTENSIVE as hell, the tummy bulge stuff was probably more extreme then this.

Yeah if we’re being honest, I think the m/c has forgotten a bit too it’s a bit sad at times, but I think she’s really gotten so comfortable that she doesn’t need to use many of her old coping mechanisms or protective mechanisms anymore- this was probably one of them like you said.

Oh yeah Jk has definitely had seizures during their ruts before, especially at the beginning. Some of Jungkook’s seizures are milder than others. It is very stressful, and I think it probably even knocked Namjoon fully out of rut the first time it happened, it would have been a large part of their conversation in the beginning of their relationships.

For a while Jungkook would take sort of an ‘emergency’ seizure medication to make seizures less likely- he did this especially during the time Yoongi was away- but Namjoon and Jungkook’s doctors decided the side effects (Jungkook’s own cycle being delayed, nausea, dizziness) outweighed the benefits. You’re right in assuming that if jk has a seizure during a rut, he’s basically out of knotting duty for at least a day after- until his usual hornyness wins out and jk makes the choice to re-join. The pack leave it up to him because it is one of his boundaries that they don’t decide when he can start doing normal things after a seizure, as long as he’s not hurting himself.

All of the alphas know that Jungkook stands a risk of seizing during a rut. Luckily, it’s not an often occurrence and he hasn’t had one of the seizures where he needs to go to the hospital after in a long long time (typically any seizure lasting longer than 5 minutes means he needs to go to the hospital or if he has more than two in a single day. Around 80-90% of Jungkook’s seizures are 1-2 minutes long.

Ahhhh thank you for the well wishes and for leaving such a dedicated ask! These are always so much fun to answer even if they take me a second longer to get too! I hope that you take care of yourself too!

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