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conspiracy-crows · 30 days
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Did I just wrestle my mattress into a tent thing at 530am
Yes
Holy crap I feel like my brain is finally relaxing?!
It's now on the bed and holy crap just laying in it feels so nice. I should have done this forever ago.
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sintiva · 7 months
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just some eren!
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nerd!’ren and reader took it slow when they first met. trips to the library, the icecream shop to get your favorite caramel and pralines double scoop. then his or your dorm when you two had to study some more. it was preferably done in your room, cause he just loved getting the chance to see what new things furnished your dorm. maybe another pillow? a fluffy crocheted blanket? some decor? a new candle. whatever it was it made him happy seeing you swell and overflow with joy.
you’d get all bouncy, dancing around your room on the tip of your toes. slipping off all your clothes till your in nothing but a tank top and some really short shorts with no panties. then eren proceeds with his usual. he goes to bathroom, he’s gotta piss or so he says. but really he’s just a weirdo, he stares at your hamper. eyes glazed and fixated on the black laced thong that sat at the top of the pile. he moves quickly. he plucks them from the top and balls it up in his hand. then he’s putting up to his nose, inhaling every inch of you relishing in the scent that gets him harder then ever. his back’s to the door and he’s tugging his sweats down. he’s gulping down his whimpers as his fists wraps around his cock. his thumb is shaky as he swipes it over his tip. translucent beads of precum pearl at his tip, and drip down his sides flowing down the shape of each vein as they flow to the base of his cock. for the most part, he keeps himself trimmed, but he’s been so stressed with school it’s gotten a bit messy.
from the other side of your bathroom door you can hear him groaning. there’s a lewd air that permeates through the door as the sound of his palm, wet and sticky against his cock, grows louder. your fingers don’t do enough to stimulate your clit. you feel like such a loser. why can’t you just open the door and tell him every time he comes over your pussy gets all sticky and that playing with yourself doesn’t quell the thought. why’s it so hard to tell him that you want him to take you over and over again. seeing his print through his loser sweats, the brunette strands that travel down them. he’s a curse, a big freaking loser who you need in between your legs. but it only gets worse. you hear him groan your name and your stomach does flips. it’s not only your name, it’s the things he says after. like how he wants to put a baby in you, he wants to knock up the pretty girl who only cares about herself and her grades. he’s moaning about how he’d give you the best dick of your life if you’d give him a chance. you always look like you want to give him a chance too, so is he wrong for assuming.
on the other side of the door, he’s dripping profusely. his knuckles are trembling as he milks himself, his tummy jerks with each pull. he’s thrusting his hips, fucking his hand and losing himself in the smell of you. then he gets the big idea to cum on your panties. his balls twitch from overstimulation, but his slit pulses as more cum trickles out into your panties. he pants weakly, ‘fucks’ and ‘shits’ spew from his mouth. he’s hot, his dick won’t go down, and he made a fucking mess of your panties. you can hear him shuffling on the other side. you hear the turmoil, the disgust with himself for being such a whimp. “um, ‘ren? you okay in there?” you slightly shout as you step away from the door.
“yeah...ha- totally! i-i just made a little bit of a mess so i just have to clean up…a-around the sink…haha.” he’s damn awkward and such a terrible liar.
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silamander · 2 months
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Random Hatchetfield headcanons in no particular order.
In honor of Cinderella's Castle being fully funded, have my silly little thoughts about Hatchetfield and it's residents (A few of these I yoinked from Tumblr so they're mine now :3)
Richie and Pete are both autistic. Grace is too but she has lower functioning autism.
Pete’s special interest is horror movies/special effects. Grace and Richie's special interests are…pretty obvious. But Richie also loves Godzilla and Grace loves the supernatural.
Jon Matteson said that Paul might be autistic, so I take that as canon. On top of that he has undiagnosed depression and anxiety.
Paul has two siblings. One being Gary, his little brother. And his older sister, who he lives with, who is actually Richie's mother. Richie's father died when he was very young so Paul stepped up to help his sister and nephew financially, and he’s the closest thing Richie has to a father figure.
For someone who used to tell Gary and his sister that he'd never have kids, Paul adores Richie and tries his absolute best to be the father he never had.
Boy Jerry is Paul and Gary’s cousin.
Ruth and Richie probably met when they were really young & both were lonely & in need of a friend. Like walking up on the playground “you wanna be friends?” “Yeah!” type of deal.
Paul and Charlotte were friends in middle school-high school.
Gary decorates his house like a suburban white mom, those rustic white letters in the kitchen, everything labeled in slightly stretched text, that type of thing.
In the proshot for NPMD, Ms. Chasity uses the correct pronouns for Ziggy. So I headcanon that The Chasity family, despite being hardcore christians, respect the LGBTQ community.
The most lethal weapon in all of Hatchetfield is Grace Chasity’s puppy dog eyes.
Charlotte’s sweater was a birthday gift from Ted. He made her swear not to tell anyone it came from him. He has a reputation, y’know?
Paul uses his phone like a grandma, he puts on the glasses to read and everything.
Gary knows how to play the piano.
Ted loves Steph and treats her like his sister. He's so proud of Peter for not only pulling one of the most popular girls in school, but that same girl is helping him with his self image and confidence.
Charlotte does yarn crafts (like knitting and crochet and cross stitch and shit) to get her anger out because stabby stabby.
Barry Swift is fully, completely, absolutely, 100% gay and in denial about it. Also he and Gary are childhood friends (to feed the Attorney in a hurry fans).
The people who went to Sycamore are, in no particular order; Paul Matthews, Charlotte Sweetly, Sam Sweetly, Gary Goldstein, Barry Swift, Karen & Mark Chasity, Dan Reynolds, Nora Beanie, and Melissa Nolastname.
Grace is the type of girl who says she hates drama and gossip but she knows all the drama at Hatchetfield High.
Like Paul, Gary is also autistic.
Paul drives Richie, Steph, Pete, Grace and Ruth everywhere. Paul likes all of Richie's friends even if they're a little weird (he finds Grace a little obnoxious though but he's not gonna say it)
Steph says Paul’s aesthetic is “Cardboardcore”
Pete is just the most attentive and perceptive partner ever. In every sense of the words. He picks up on every little detail. Steph had a bad day? Pete instantly knows how to cheer her up. Steph is excited about something and needs to talk about it? Hey babe what’s up tell me all about it. Pete’s the type to start keeping snacks on hand because he knows Steph’s internal clock and that she always forgets to eat and then gets hangry after a few hours.
When Stephanie is exhausted she literally makes no sense, she babbles the most nonsensical bullshit.
Barry Swift has ADHD and OCD.
Gary wears those blue pinstripe pajamas. With the lil hat too.
Paul has the most unorganized and dirty room for some reason, like he never even bothered decorating it.
Sam and Charlotte were high school sweethearts and kinda rushed into marriage soon after graduating.
Gary wanted to buy a Wiggly doll for Richie.
Steph’s ripped jeans had small holes in them when she bought them and her dad made fun of her for buying something already broken so she made the holes bigger out of spite.
Grace has asked Steph, Pete, Richie and Ruth at least 3 times if they would still love her if she was a worm.
Gary unironically refers to Facebook as "the book of faces”
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suenoji · 8 months
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nerd!eren SUPREMACY!!! my favorite white boy! i wanna make a little series with him so bad… reblogs and feedback appreciated!
contains: just m!masturbation
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nerd!’ren and reader took it slow when they first met. trips to the library, the icecream shop to get your favorite caramel and pralines double scoop. then his or your dorm when you two had to study some more. it was preferably done in your room, cause he just loved getting the chance to see what new things furnished your dorm. maybe another pillow? a fluffy crocheted blanket? some decor? a new candle. whatever it was it made him happy seeing you swell and overflow with joy.
you’d get all bouncy, dancing around your room on the tip of your toes. slipping off all your clothes till your in nothing but a tank top and some really short shorts with no panties. then eren proceeds with his usual. he goes to bathroom, he’s gotta piss or so he says. but really he’s just a weirdo, he stares at your hamper. eyes glazed and fixated on the black laced thong that sat at the top of the pile. he moves quickly. he plucks them from the top and balls it up in his hand. then he’s putting up to his nose, inhaling every inch of you relishing in the scent that gets him harder then ever. his back’s to the door and he’s tugging his sweats down. he’s gulping down his whimpers as his fists wraps around his cock. his thumb is shaky as he swipes it over his tip. translucent beads of precum pearl at his tip, and drip down his sides following the shape of each vein as they flow to the base of his cock. for the most part, he keeps himself trimmed, but he’s been so stressed with school it’s gotten a bit messy.
from the other side of your bathroom door you can hear him groaning. there’s a lewd air that permeates the door as the sound of his palm, wet and sticky against his cock, grows louder. your fingers don’t do enough to stimulate your clit. you feel like such a loser. why can’t you just open the door and tell him every time he comes over your pussy gets all sticky and that masturbation doesn’t quell the thought. seeing his print through his loser sweats, the brunette strands that travel down them. he’s a curse, a big freaking loser who you need in between your legs. but it only gets worse. you hear him groan your name and your stomach does flips. it’s not only your name, it’s the things he says after. like how he wants to put a baby in you, he wants to knock up the pretty girl who only cares about herself and her grades. he’s moaning about how he’d give you the best dick of your life if you’d give him a chance. you always look like you want to give him a chance too, so is he wrong for assuming so?
on the other side of the door, he’s dripping profusely. his knuckles are trembling as he milks himself, his tummy jerks with each pull. he’s thrusting his hips, fucking his hand and losing himself in the smell of you. then he gets the big idea to cum on your panties. his balls twitch from overstimulation, but his slit pulses as more cum trickles out into your panties. he pants weakly, ‘fucks’ and ‘shits’ spew from his mouth. he’s hot, his dick won’t go down, and he made a fucking mess of your panties. you can hear him shuffling on the other side. you hear the turmoil, the disgust with himself for being such a whimp. “um, ‘ren? you okay in there?” you slightly shout as you step away from the door.
“yeah...ha- totally! i-i just made a little bit of a mess so i just have to clean up…a-around the sink…haha.” he’s damn awkward and such a terrible liar.
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rayshippouuchiha · 5 months
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Hey just wanted to say i love your bitch and stich au, it's been a huge comfort to me as I've found myself physically disabled and falling into grandmacore out of both convince and mischief. So here's some head cannons based off of shit I do now
- the infinite granny bag™ is hand made and decorated, it's got so many pockets and delicate embroidery covering it. There's a all might charm he made hanging next to hand sanitizer on one side and an umbrella on the other. The secret to having anything you need in there is pockets and mini versions of everything, there's at minimum a sewing kit, a first aid kit (complete with emergency meds and instant ice packs/heat packs), a mini stationary set and craft kit in there.
-the glasses chain for his present mic glasses are hand made and he switches them out depending on the day
- compression gloves. And even that doesn't do everything, if he pushes himself to hard he has to stop crafting for a day cuz his hands hurt and are shaking uncontrollably
- knitting and crochet are great fidgets and if your making something simple you don't really have to pay a lot of attention to it, a great way to feel less shitty about letting yourself fidget by doing something productive. I'd imagine he crochets and/or knits under the desk in class and it helps him pay attention, he only has to glance at it every couple minutes to make sure it's turning out alright
- anything is a weapon if your creative enough, he never needed a quirk to be a hero but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate having it, the less people know what to expect from him the better
- has a vast knowledge of a lot of academics but brain fog is a bitch so he can't ever quite entirely put it into words in a way that makes sense, tries to help encourage people towards finding the right answer on their own instead of straight up telling people the answer for that reason
- has health tips and tricks from the granny gang and recovery girl, by the end of their first year everyone can handle the drawbacks from their quirks better than they ever could before
- loves to sing old love songs when he thinks no one is listening (shoto overhears once and by the next day he's prepared to join in on whichever song he hears izuku sing next) but will quietly sing them to eri when she asks
That's it for now, hope you have a wonderful day :)
First off I'm so glad you like the AU so much!!
Second yESSSSSSSss all of this is now basically canon because it's the exact right vibe I'm going for here
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lotties-ashwagandha · 5 months
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CHRISTMAS WITH THE YELLOWJACKETS (headcanons)
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SHAUNA
will forget to wrap your gifts until the very last minute and then spends hours wrapping , chugs a whole pot of coffee in preparation as if she bleeds espresso
her gifts are very thoughtful tho she gives the best christmas presents. shes perceptive to things you like and want, even if you don’t tell her she’ll notice if you’re eyeing something in a store while you’re out and will get it for you when you’re not looking
she can’t be fucked w christmas cookies though she’ll buy some at the store and plate them up all pretty and tell everyone she made them herself
anyway. she is passionate about the christmas tree (why does that sound dirty?) she needs the ornaments to be all in the right place and the lights to be equally distributed or else everything’s coming off and she’s putting it back on the right way
LOTTIE
NEEDS the entire wellness center to be decorated or else her seasonal depression makes her want to be chasing bitches through the woods with knives (again)
from the 5 exact same fics in the lottie tag i think we’ve all established that she can’t bake cookies even though she tries exceedingly hard
she buys all the seasonal coffee creamers that are all the fucked flavors , you’ll get in the fridge and be faced with “gingerbread candy cane sugar cookie mcgriddle subway sandwich taissa’s fresh farmed dirt” flavored coffee creamer
i can also see her getting hyperfixated on those “christmas baking championship” series , you don’t watch the show but you know everyone who’s eliminated each week by name
TAISSA
prepares a whole pot of dirt for the two of you
“I got this bucket of dirt from outside the boxing gym, it really packs a punch”
i’ll never not make fun of this bitch for eating dirt I’m sorry
anyway she probably hides your christmas presents but forgets where she hides them and then she has a little easter egg hunt for everything she bought you
you’ll be doing spring cleaning a few months later and be like oh my god look at _____ i told you i wanted this for christmas have you been hiding it???? and she’s like oh
she also has the BEST christmas songs playlist , possibly even better than van’s
VAN
if she buys you clothes they’ll be thrifted and she has this whole thing about how she doesn’t support fast fashion and at this point you’ve stopped asking for clothes bc girl keeps giving you dusty ass 60s shit and not the good kind
has old copies of all the good vintage christmas movies tho and you have movie nights with popcorn and blankets
she has a favorite peppermint scented candle that she always lights when you’re doing something christmassy, baking cookies or watching movies or whatever it may be
decorates the shop for christmas ‼️ and you help her and it’s absolutely gorgeous , she plays christmas carols all day during work
NATALIE
will probably buy you some rlly expensive alcohol tbh and you guys party like hell for christmas
will also get you something sentimental tho and act like it’s nothing when it’s everything
she’d be less into christmas than you but would be down to use it as an occasion to get lit, give you gifts, and tell you she loves you
and sex . just saying
MISTY
now LISTEN this girl goes all out
caligula has a miniature christmas tree in his cage and she reads the christmas carol to him every year
she really enjoys those little 5-7 minute vintage disney christmas shorts and will make you watch them with her because she thinks they’re so cute and funny
chip and dale reminds her of her and nat
she’s obviously chip in her mind and nat is dale
anyway
she’ll also hand make your presents, not all of them but I can definitely see her crocheting you something or smthn like that
in any case I’m going to bed my loves im exhausted and writing this before christmas bc i probably wont be active on christmas but MERRY CHRISTMAS i hope you all enjoy the holidays, thank you for reading and supporting <3
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marthammasters · 4 months
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@revenge-of-the-assbutt @firstaidspray @sachermorte thank u for enabling me NEWAY since I’ve been too dead to do any of my own hobbies here’s some thoughts on House & Co’s physical hobbies/lil crafts & such they do in the comfort of their home<3:
House: canonically does a ton of shit like piano/guitar/cooking/so on but In the spirit of him resisting change (At Times!) I think he’s gotten very good if not makes a fun time out of mending clothes🥺…. Didn’t wanna throw away his favorite shirts so it started w small hems+resizings until he looked up more tips online and get decorative w it. Pretty contrasting colors/patterns now randomly laid on his shirts and pants w only the careful eye(Cuddy+Wilson) to notice. If anyone cares
Wilson: gardening. Well as much one can do within his apartments/pretty nonplant friendly homes. He’s not a super greenthumb expert but it always gives him a lil confidence boost when he’s able to grow out spices and herbs & such to use in his cooking ♥️
Cuddy: she seems like a collage-making kind of girlie💗💗 no specific theme in em or anything but she still holds onto the potential self-aid of making vision boards and it’s relaxing for her to go thru magazines/etc + cut out whatever interests her enough to use. Rachel tries and cutely fails to help 💓💓💓
Chase: ironically enough for the prodigal son lol but . He genuinely seems like someone who enjoys spending time in silence/music doing puzzles w 1000+ pieces & such #DWEEB❤️. House once got him a 5000 piece puzzle of a kangaroo or w/e as a joke and he is Determined to complete it. In due time chase…
Foreman: the thought of Foreman crocheting is so dear to me….. he doesn’t rly tell anyone ab it but there’s a lot of half-finished + worn projects as proof around his home. #angsting it sorry but I think he took it up after his mom started deteriorating bc she crocheted too and it was a fonder reminder + sumn they could do together. One yr he gave the fellow ducklings scarves he made as Xmas gift. Not that he told him he made it tho😅#repressed
Cameron: I think she has a moderately sized zen garden on a table somewhere in her home she takes SERIOUS. Changes the lines/circles in the sand periodically, sees what new arrangement of rocks she can do etc etc. Girl that thing is meant to be relaxing!! also colorcodes/sticker-covers/etc her planner like a CHAMP.
Amber: she has the most well-detailed prettiest most concerning-when-read journal/diary everrrr. Dedicates a specific time in every day to it w specific pens of various colors. Some of the recounting even have lil doodles or if she takes the journal out w her she draws her view wherever she is<3 they’re literal chickenscratch but its still fun and fulfilling. It’s a bibleesque piece to Wilson’s Amber shrine btw
Thirteen: she’s hard to analyze for me soz 13heads I do love her #trust… nonetheless I bet she goes to hella dance classes. Partially for the exercise partially for the fun partially for the need to experience Life partially for the women. Heh. She’s rly into zumba, jazz, contemporary classes to be specific.
Taub: ok ok so remember when he did/bought pottery or w/e to convince his wife he was being faithful. I think he’d do it for real as a joke/alibi then be like wait…. This is kinda fun…? There’s no constraints to what he can make + the sculpting reminds him vaguely of plastic surgery work so he keeps it up.
Kutner: I think he draws + writes his own lil comics/zines 🫶 they’re mostly scifi or superhero and more than a lil inspired by his fave preexisting medias . He likes using the crazy cases he’s experienced w House as story inspo. Also he 4 sure runs dnd campaigns so well and fun. Btw
Masters: she’s a suckerrrr for trivia nights my lil nerd wife<3 but um anyway when she wants to relax she Really doesn’t want sumn that can become info overload so in free time she’ll make friendship bracelets, lil shapes/figures out of string, etc. Will someone please give this woman a full on loom to go cray with!!!!
Park: I can see it so clearly . I can see her lil handpainted warhammer and other tabletop game figures so perfectly in my head. She paints more than she actually plays(but she does !). God save you if you touch or tumble them.
Adams: I kinda DGAF about her sorry women… hmm there’s sumn compelling ab her doing blackout poetry plus occasionally full-on written when the inspo hits! started as a boredom thing in her job in the prison w whatever book she brought in then she kept on doing it w more and more written pieces she comes across.
I put so much time into this. Perhaps too much.😭feel free to gimme y’all’s thoughts on this/ur own ideas :3
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wjehfshs · 1 year
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Reader who is very sweet and kind, his vibe is " :D ", he is so happy that everyone likes him even valeria, secretly gets special treatment from everyone but doesnt realize it. Also goes along with anything, you just casual lift him up and take him away when he was having a conversation? Ok! Plans change at the last second? Sure, doesnt bother him. Bakes and crochets during his free time and gives the things he created to the people in base. Loved by everyone, everyone also loves him. (Baby of the group, and babied by the group)
Thank you for reading this, take your time, rest if you need to♡
Omg just :D reader
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Hyper happy reader, a lot of COD MW/MW2 characters and COD Ghosts characters are in this don’t ask why, even Valeria likes reader, oblivious reader, fluff, platonic, male reader, readers babied and compared to a fairy at some point
On the field you where like any other soldier
But off the field you where the definition of confetti as a person
Everyone just felt this need to protect you
They knew you could take care of yourself but they couldn’t help it
Valeria and Alejandro would regularly argue over who got to pamper you that day
“Ah [name]! I was wondering if you wanted me to run you a bath?”
“Don’t listen to him he would do it right, it would be gross and cold. Let me do it for you!”
For the next 15 minutes they argued in Spanish over who got to run the bath for you
God even Graves loved you
You where the only one who was allowed to cuddle with Ghost and play with his hair
König would let you climb him (maybe or maybe not inspired by another one of my fics lmao)
The thing is you didn’t even realise how much everyone loved you
You knew they loved you, and you loved them but you never knew the extent of it
Normally people would just sit wherever they could during their meals but you had a saved seat
“Leave room for [names] seat”
“Is that seat taken?” “Yeah [name] is sitting there” “what? But he’s in the shooting range?” “[name]. Sits. There”
Keegan would let you use him for piggy back rides
If you wanted you could bother Price all day in his office and he would be more than happy to let you ramble on
Hesh would let you paint different patterns on his face each time he had to go out on a mission
Stars, hearts, stripes, dots, whatever he didn’t care if you pained it on he was wearing it
If someone was mean to you Roach would sign to them, chewing them out for being rude to you, his hands where going so fast you couldn’t even read them
You and Soap where a chaotic duo
Screaming, running around, laughing, and doing stupid shit
Once you where talking to König in a crowded situation, he was starting to get stressed out so he just picked you up, threw you over his shoulder, and walked off with you
You didn’t even stop talking, it was like you didn’t even notice you where now basically 7 ft in the air on a man’s shoulders
Gaz would send you a stupid amount of Tik Toks daily, you would always watch them and get excited
Once for Christmas you went out of your way to knit scarfs for everyone. Like quite literally EVERYONE. You explained you spent the past year on this project
Some of them started crying with how sweet you where
On multiple occasions you would just be in a chair knitting something random
You also crochet most of your own accessories and clothes
“Ah this is so pretty [name]!” Farah told you, feeling the fabric of your crocheted beanie “May I please have one? I’d love to match with you!” She asked
You happily agreed, ecstatic to start the new project
You skipped away to grab your materials happily
You also loved to bake things for people
When it was Soaps birthday you made a cake for him, decorated with sugar flowers and leaves
It was so cute
Everyone was hesitant to eat it because they didn’t want to ruin it
They opted for all taking like 50+ photos each
You where literally a fairy in their eyes
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wizardfrog69 · 1 year
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୨⎯ "Crocheting/knitting hobby (bsd)" ⎯୧
Basically if you had a crocheting/knitting hobby. also mostly platonic
Also requests are wide open if you want me to write about anything! :)
Feat. Fukuzawa, Yosano, Atsushi, Kunikida, Jun'ichirō, Kenji, Kyōka, Dazai, Ranpo, Katai Tayama, Ace, Chuuya,Chuuya's hat, Kōyō, Arthur, Akutagawa, Higuchi, Hirotsu, Kajii, Oda, Ango, Fitzgerald, Karl, Fyodor, Ivan Goncharov, Nikolai, Sigma
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Yukichi Fukuzawa:
Omg he loves the fact that you could make him a scarf
Mike him a scarf btw
He loves it
Also make tiny hats and scarfs for the cats
Love's them also <3
Akiko Yosano:
If you make her anything then she would wear it everywhere
Shows off what you made
Is proud
Atsushi Nakajima:
Please make him like a sweater or something
Yk he'll wear it 24/7
Doesn't he have like one pair of clothes?
Idk just make him something
Doppo Kunikida:
Is proud that you have such useful skills
I don't think he needs anything
But if you make him something then he'll wear it when necessary
Would probably prefer it over his other things of the same use
Jun'ichirō Tanizaki:
Love's, absolutely adores your skill
Make him a shit tone of sweaters and he'll wear every last one of them 24/7
Love's everything you make
Idk why but I feel like he would know how to knit
Will knit you shit aswell
Kenji Miyazawa:
I'm gonna assume that people in his village used to crochet/knit cuz its such a common thing and you would need those skills to make cloths
Whenever you knit/crochet he will sit there are just stare
It's mesmerising to watch someone do such a thing
Pls make him a little cow teddy
Kyōka Izumi:
And you make her a bunny teddy
Also loves to watch
Will thank you politely after you make her something
She will be very grateful
Osamu Dazai:
I'm sorry but watching people crochet or knit is so mesmerising
Watches your every move while you do your thing
Will ask you to make him stuff
Asked you to make him a rope 🥰
Ranpo Edogawa:
Doesn't care ????
I feel like he wouldn't care much
Still appreciates the things you make him but wouldn't really care
Katai tayama:
Bro make him like a blanket or something
Idk why but he's silly rn
My brain thinks he's silly rn
Make him a blanket tho
I just realised it sounds like I'm forcing you to make all of these things
Ace:
Mans will gamble all that shit away
Sorry babes your talent is wasted with him
Chuuya Nakahara:
Crochet a flower for his hat
Idc for him just his hat
Chuuya's hat:
It enjoys the flowers you make it
And other little things
Decorate the hat
Hat enjoys your company
You and the hat are getting married now
Chuuya is invited to the wedding
Runs off with his hat and asks the hat to never leave his side
Now you are in a relationship with chuuya's hat and chuuya
You can make chuuya like new gloves or something idc
Kōyō Ozaki:
Idk what you could make this beautiful lady
Maybe a scarf or something
Arthur Rimbaud:
Use that extra thick wool for his things
Make him a scarf. Gloves. Hat, socks and everything
This man is freezing to death 24/7
Ryūnosuke Akutagawa:
Whatever you do use black yarn
He doesn't really need anything
Maybe a scarf (such an original idea ik)
Ichiyō Higuchi:
Loves everything thing you make
Respectfully shows off what you made
Ryūrō Hirotsu:
I forgot who this is 💀
Nvm it's the old guy
Like idk just like idk
Motojiro Kajii:
Make him lemon scented lemons
To me this guys personality is just lemons
Sakunosuke Oda:
You better be using those skills to make the kids winter clothes
He adores you and he loves what you can do
Ango Sakaguchi:
Man wouldn't even realise
He's too busy working
Francis Scott Fitzgerald:
He fond your skills useful when he was in his poor era 😍
Karl:
Make this racoon some tiny socks or something
Or a cute little hat
Fyodor Dostoevsky:
Make little cloths for his rats or something idk
Make him this:
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Ivan Goncharov:
He needs a nice hat
Nikolai Gogol:
And he needs a silly hat
Sigma:
Bones ruined him
Like wtf is his character design? The hair is too light the shoes are not shoeing
Like no one can walk in those shoes
Poor Sigma:(
Sorry I got too lazy to continue
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mmmfanfiction · 5 months
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Hi!! Ik your probably stressed bc ur really active XD but I hope you drink some water and get some rest. When you find the time to write could I request a flippy/flipqy x reader Christmas head cannons?
Also if your doing the anon thing could I be -🌹 anon ?
Thats super sweet of you, anon! I hope that you’re getting a bunch of water and rest too! Sorry this came in so late, I started writing but didn’t finish. However I did give myself the deadline of Christmas which helped me actually finish this (finishing things on the deadline gang) anyway, I hope you like it!
warnings: mentions of death, literally nothing else just me imagining Fliqpy being like a lethal house cat-
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Flippy
🧸I like to think Christmas is like a sense of nostalgia for Flippy.
🧸Like he’s done it his entire life, so it brings him back to his childhood.
🧸Flippy defo decorates, but not in the overboard, as soon as thanksgiving ends, everything’s lit up kind of way.
🧸More of a chill decorator. Doesn’t go all out but theirs definitely decoration.
🧸However if your one of those big decorators he will definitely help out with some things. Also he won’t let you go on the roof unless your experienced. Even then he’s like hovering below you.
🌹”Babe I’m not gonna fall, you don’t have to follow me wherever I go with that pillow.”
🧸”But I don’t want you to get hurt :(“
🧸I feel like he knows how to make REALLY good hot cocoa
🧸Like, tastes like it’s straight from heaven.
🧸He makes amazing cookies too.
🧸Also crochets cute little Christmas sweaters.
🧸Even makes matching ones.
🧸Flip definitely puts lots of thought into gifts.
🧸Like he will ask everyone you know just to gauge the best thing to get for you.
🧸His wrapping looks really good!….. if you don’t look at the bottom-
🧸Is open to trying new traditions. Like if you have a bit more spice added to your Christmas traditions then he’ll try them out too!
🧸Has like really obscure but also really sweet Christmas movies.
🧸Also old ones, like the stop motion Rudolf the reigndeer. 
🧸Just please don’t let him watch nightmare before Christmas, or at least avoid the one scene where the military starts shooting down Jack. That will not be a good time for either of you, especially not poor Flips.:(
🧸All in all, very warm n cuddly being w/ Flippy on Christmas. 
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🔪Now this little shit-
🔪Idk where that was going I just wanted to call Fliqpy a little shit.
🔪Anyways he’s not used to Christmas.
🔪Would 100% use the lights to strangle someone-
🔪Though he’s really good to have around if you wanna chop your own tree.
🔪The first Christmas he spends with you I don’t imagine him really getting you anything, and also getting flustered when you give him a gift.
🔪Afterwords he starts putting a bit more effort into this whole Christmas thing.
🔪Either a really shitty gift giver or a really great gift giver. No inbetween 
🔪Will fall asleep during Christmas movies.
🔪Unless maybe it doubles as a horror movie. Like idk Black Christmas or smth(I’ve never watched Black Christmas so don’t quote me on that but I really want to but I don’t want my mum to walk in and be like ‘WTF ARE YOU WATCHING!?’ Anyways back on track)
🔪Flippys not used to the domestic vibe of Christmas
🔪However if you also believe in Krampus he might be a liiittttleee bit more into it(long live Krampus)
🔪I imagine he really likes hot cocoa but won’t admit it.
🔪Also thinks Santa’s a creep
🔪”So, let me get this straight. You celebrate a dude BREAKING INTO YOUR HOUSE??”
🌹”…. He gives us gifts-“
🔪Really good at wrapping things to make them look like something they’re not. Like you think you’re opening a doll but it’s actually a pocket knife :)
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the-phantom-author · 10 months
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Hasan Piker | Artist S/O
I love Hasan and his little artist S/O. Honestly one of my favorite concepts. Reblogs welcomed! Request are open!
Honestly he would be obsessed. He has said on multiple occasions that as a kid he used to draw all the time but doesn’t do it anymore. So Imagine the joy that would be brought to his face upon telling you that you are an artist? He’d be so interested and intrigued about what you do, and how you do.
So show him, like he is so excited to tell you about the things that interest him, so he is so happy when you do the same. Like if you ever take out your sketchbook and show him your warm ups, he is so ready to do them with you, or when you show him the different styles of shading or color blending he’s so ready to show you his examples of him doing those things.
I can see him walking around your apartment the first time and seeing that your little “studio” that is actually just the extra bedroom or a glorified closet, so he offers to set you up in one of the extra places that he has in his mansion.
The moment that you do he’s just watching you do your thing as often as he can. Like, if your in front of an easel minding your own business and painting away, he’s just leaning in the doorway, watching you do your thing.
Ever since this was requested, I've had this idea of just painting an entire wall in his house. Like a little mural, like in the hallway or something. He’d be taking pictures of your progress and putting them on twitter, it’d be its own little instagram post when it’s done.
Also painting his nails, obviously, but making them cool/cute designs. Like you know how he usually has the plain solid color? You can paint them with nice little flairs. He would love it, even if it's just like stripes or dots, he’d be obbsessed wiht them.
If you’re making something out of clay, he’s so happy to just sit next to you and watch, but he also wants to join you. He just thinks it neat. Like, imagine as a little date night making mugs together, but for the other person, and painting them matching colors. They're not even drinking mugs, but you both use them to hold pencils, pens, and such. YOurs is on your work desk and his is on his stream desk, he would never let the opportunity to talk about down, honestly all it takes is one chatter to ask about before he starts gushing about you and your art.
Speaking about your work in his stream room, your art would be everywhere. Paintings that would be scattered on the walls, clay projects that would be on his shelves, any kind of tapestry or crochet just laying around as a decorative piece. They would be everywhere, and he’d be so proud of them. Anytime he adds a new piece, you can bet the “personal updates” part of the stream would include him introducing the piece, he’d also start talking about the specific things that he likes about it before he moves on. Ever so often he’ll just show his collection of items in the room.
Art segments on stream! You are already a stream icon, so when Hasan asked if you wanted to do some art on stream together, and chat saw you in your element? They ate that shit up. Sometimes it’s jewelry making streams, sometimes its making the beads, other times it’s threading them into bracelets or necklaces. Or it is like a Bob Ross follow along thing, they love the dynamic, and Hasan chronic over/under mixing of colors and never getting the right amount of paint, leading him to have to ask you if you have some to spare. Painting streams where you invite chat to paint with you and post the results on twitter, after you’re done you go through and talk about them, people in chat would kill for you to compliment their work.
Chat would also love to ask you about your journey through art. Like what make you start doing it profressianly, why you use your specific medium, how yo started selling things, and how you’ve been able to make a living. Things of the nature.
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lover-of-mine · 5 days
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sooooo that was amazing
i love learning things about people
im especially intrigued by the percy jackson comment 👀👀 how far have you gotten into them? just percy jackson? hoo? toa? kane?
also do you have any pictures of your arty stuff? hair, nails, crochet, painted merch, etc etc etc?
Glad you like learning about me kspapapakpaa
Okay, Percy Jackson, I just haven't read the chalice of the gods and the last of the Magnus Chase ones, so pretty much read all of them kspskpskspaa it helps that I got into the books in 2009, so I just followed the releases really.
And pictures, the nails I can't really show you much because I can't find pictures kspakspakpakapaka I switched to just buying decorated press ons because I can't play guitar with the long nails and getting the press ons off is a lot easier than getting gel off lol and I never did anything that elaborate when it came to art, I just put the nails on because I bite my nails to a very unhealthy degree, so the extension helped me stop when that got a lot lol here are some I found tho, the black ones are pink under but I don't have pictures kspakapam
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Hair. I had every color on the rainbow but yellow and I also everything from platinum to black, so here are some of my favorites kwpakpakapa I like mixing colors as you can probably tell lspakpaka
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And my hair currently looks like the second picture, I'm growing out black box dye, so my ends are black, I dyed the growth red and the underside is pink. The underside has been multiple colors in my quest to get the black out kspskpakapakal
Painted merch. It's mostly 5sos shit kspakspkapaka here's some of it.
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My favorite is my 5sos albums jacket tho.
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And crochet I also don't have a lot of pictures, but I made a folklore cardigan in 5sos5 colors and my devils beanie and some keychains made with some scrap yarn.
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blingblong55 · 1 year
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I’ve sent a couple of asks (shredded wall anon, through the floor and the bubble wrap thingy) and I was wondering if you let anons claim emojis?
Anyway I have another idea of just imagine R/n with those “dig your own fossil” kits. Like the kids ones you can buy at museums and things? Where to have some plastic tools and you dig rocks and fossils out of sand?? Tbh at this point I just see R/n as a gremlin with a 5y/o brain when it comes to things like digging and shredding things because ‘omg repetitive actions for me to just fixate in for hours at a time’
Point being for R/n’s birthday the favourite child is given things like bubble wrap, dig your own fossil, they’re probably into crochet they’re making squares that will eventually be put together to make a huge blanket because again ‘repetitive actions I can fixate on’
Yes! Any anon that would like to claim any emoji do it, would be very pleased with watching some of y’all fight for some (evil laughter)
I love this idea, so here is readers reaction to their birthday gifts and what they do after receiving them
On a very cool Thursday evening the task force was brought together to celebrate the much favourited r/n. Price made sure everyone had a gift that screamed r/n, and the room was poorly decorated, but its the intention that counts.
After some weird conversations it was finally time to open your presents. Mother Laswell and sugar daddy (fatherly way) Price were the first to go. You looked up while you tore the poor bag apart.
It was a 'dig your own fossils kit', you squealed when your eyes met the childish box.
R/n: OH MYYY GAWDDD, THIS IS NOT WHAT I THINK IT IS!!?
Laswell with a pleased smile nods: Its exactly that honey
Price and her are secretly competing to see who can get the best gift for their child. Next was Price's gift.
R/n: *big fucking gasp* NO WAY! A LIFETIME SUBSCRIPTION TO BUBBLE WRAP?!
Price: got a shipment coming in next week, *eyes threw daggers a laswell*
Cue a hug box filled with bubble wrap, shit was heavy, took 9 soldiers to carry that thing in.
Then Ghost was next, he gifted you a mango, literally just a mango. But a huge one, the sweetest one he could find, (just want to thank Mexico for the delicious mango I ate there once). You gasped and ran up to hug him.
R/n: thank you, thank you, thank you,*you kissed his cheek* You have no idea how much this means to me. *You started to tear up*
He called in a few favors and got one from Mexico, the land of the best fucking fruits, he remembered how you gushed over one you ate and he bought that as a so not late gift.
Soap was next, poor man was sweeting too much for his own good.
R/n: this is not what I think it is, gosh soap I fucking love you!
You took out a bunch of crotchet equipment good for a month (less than a week for you ofc)
Soap: heard that gaz, they loved it
Gaz had no clue the fight to become the favorite was this hard, thats why he somehow rolled in a giant sandbox, it contained weird 'ancient' artifacts, to be dug up in a month.
You took these things outside, and for hours you played and enjoyed them all. As per Ghost gift? you made it some clothes and promised to not eat it until you and him came back from the next mission.
Who won? thats up to you to decide.
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clearlydiamondz · 2 years
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Opposites Attract
Erik!Stevens x Black!Reader
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Erik and (Y/N) are the perfect example of opposites attract.
Warning:  strong language, cursing
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It was funny how to small little things that could get Erik going. He never thought that he would actually like (Y/N). Erik definitely had a type. He liked the expensive girls. The toxic type. The ones that would slap the shit outta you just by looking in another women’s direction. He couldn’t count on his hands and toes how many of his exes fought each other, over him.
(Y/N) though, yeah there was something different about her. She enjoyed the little things in life. Giving her extra cash to a homeless person, helping out at food banks and charity events. She was quiet and to herself.
They were literally the complete opposite of each other. Erik was a hood nigga. Whole nine yards. It was in the way he walked and talked. People knew who he was and he got respect for it.
(Y/N) was a good girl. Spent her days crocheting blankets, baking different recipes she found online, and she owned her own Dance Studio.
(Y/N) was slowly starting to rub off on Erik. Obviously she can’t take the hood outta him but he found himself more calm and relaxed when she was around. He found himself rather being with her, being forced to watch some cringe Netflix show then to be in a hot ass club.
Saturdays she loved going to different thrift stores in the city to find something cool. Whether it was clothes, little antiques, pictures. Erik always asked her,
“Why don’t you just let me buy you these things. You don’t have to wear what someone else wore,”
She’d always come back with, “Why spend a lot of money when you can get quality good stuff for cheap?” she would say in a duh tone.
Erik had money. Being in the military and all, and now being an undercover hitman. He always wanted to spoil her but she was so damn stubborn. His last exes wouldn’t think about turning him down, so it caught her off guard.
She even convinced him of going. At first, he told her no. Personally he thought it was weird. After begging he said he would go.
Her main focus this trip was to find some flower pots and some decorations for her Dance studio. As she was looking at different paintings, she heard Erik gasp. “Ayo what the fuck..” she looked back at him to see him holding an action figure that was still in perfect condition.
“What’s that?”
He showed it to her. “Do you know how much this thing is worth? Man I remember when this first came out. Shit was like 200 dollars and I begged my dad to get it for me but we ain’t have it.” he said looking at it in awe.
“So get it.” she shrugged her shoulders as he chuckled.
“I’m a grown man, I don’t play with kid toys.” he said as she playfully rolled her eyes.
“You don’t have to play with it. It could be a sentiment objects, ya know? Put it on a shelf or on a table. Just buy it so because baby Erik couldn’t.” she said then grabbed it looking at the price.
“And it’s only 15 bucks.” she said. She then threw it in the cart. Erik raised an eyebrow at her. “What? You could put it in your game room as decoration. No offense but that shit is plain as hell.” she told him as he pinched her sides.
Now, every Saturday like clock work, Erik and her would go to a random city just to go thrift shopping. It was hard to admit it but Erik was taking a liking to this thrifting habit.
It was around 5 o’clock in the morning. Erik woke up to the sounds of (Y/N) snoring in his ear. It was funny actually because she swore up and down she didn’t snore and here she was sounding like a bear in hibernation. The sun was just rising, so minimum light was entering the room but he could still see her. She was naked, wrapped up in his white sheets. She slept on her stomach while she had her head rested on her arms, her mouth slights opened with her snores escaping. Her eye twitched a bit.
He ordered her some silk pillow cases for his house for the times she forgot to put her scarf on. Last night he dicked her down so good, as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out. Her hair was short and curly, but her curls were all over the place.
Erik looked down at the tent in the sheets. Yeah, he definitely needed a piece of her. He turned over on his side to look at her, trailing his hands down her back and to her ass.
“Good morning beautiful.” he said placing kisses on her shoulder. She started to stir in her sleep but she didn’t wake up. “Daddy needs you.” he whispered in her ear. “You gonna let me get in this pussy, hmm?” She was slowly waking up, feeling the butterflies in her stomach already just by how close he was and she hadn’t even opened her eyes yet.
“Babe, it’s too early.”
“It ain’t never to early. You giving up the pussy huh? I know she still fat and sensitive. I just wanna play.” he said to her. The way he talked was what got her in trouble. There was already a pool of wetness between her thighs and her eyes still wasn’t opened.
He put her on her back, her eyes slowly opening to see him smiling down at her. “Hi fats.”
“Hi.” she said wiping her eyes. “Do you ever get tired?” she asked him tilting her head to the side. His finger tips found her stiff nipples playing with them as she bit her lip.
“Tired of you? Okay..” he said rolling her eyes making her laugh.
“I haven’t even brush my teeth yet.” she said about to sit up but he stopped her. He didn’t say anything when his fingers found her center, slowly starting to rub circular motions on her clit. Shit bit her lip, closing her eyes.
“Nah, look at me.” Erik was crazy about eye contact. Seeing her stages of pleasure through her eyes, the changes he sees when he does something different just does something for him.
Her eyes slowly started to open, him standing there with that gorgeous ass, two dimpled smile. How could he look so innocent doing something like this?
“Baby…” she whimpered out grabbing his arm. Without responding, he took his middle and ring finger, entering her collecting some of her wetness making her moan. He bought to his lips, tasting it groaning. He bought his lips to hers, finally getting to taste her.
“I hope you know you’re not getting any right now.” she said to him through heavy breaths. She wanted to go to the studio earlier to freshen up before heading to her classes. She knew that if they went at it right now, they would be going at it for hours. That’s how tempting this man can be.
He smacked his teeth before laying on the side of her. She turned to face him. “But, I’ll come home early today. So I can spend time with you.” she told him grabbing his chin with her thumb and pointy finger.
“Hmm, okay. We can try that new hibachi grill downtown. Get all dolled up. Then after have a little fun of our own.” he said kissing up her neck, she slightly pushed him away.
“Boy you ain’t slick.” she sat up, looking back at him as he laid straight on his back with his hands behind his head.
“Your hair looks a mess. Look like you just got the dick of your life.” he laughed as she rolled her eyes playfully. She grabbed her phone off of their electric night stand looking at the time. “Ima go take shower. Do me a favor and water my plants for me.” she stood up as he smacked her ass. She gave him ‘an are you serious’ look.
“It was just there. But yeah I can.” he stood up stretching as she walked to their bathroom. He walked out filling the green water can up and watering them.
Erik couldn’t help but chuckle. Never in a million years, he would’ve thought that a girl would have him watering her plants. He can’t lie though, he picked up a few tips from her to help grow his weed. His customers said that it was the best they ever had.
After doing that, he doordashed her a meal from her favorite coffee shop and grabbing something for him too. He was cleaning the kitchen, when she came out with her towel wrapped around her body and her hair still wet. 
“Thanks baby.” she kissed him on the cheek as he looked her up and down. 
“You don’t want to give me none but you’re walking around looking like this, fats?” he said licking his bottom lip. She smirked to herself before saying, 
“It’s not like you won’t be able to do anything about it.” she whispered in his ear. He raised an eyebrow at her. 
“I won’t? Quick playin with me before I have yo ass in bed all day.” she turned around ‘accidentally’ dropping the dish sponge on the floor. 
“Whoops.” she bent down grabbing it. He went behind her placing his hands in the middle of her back to make her stay. 
“Stay just like that mamas.” he said lifting the towel up, only to see her bare pussy winking back at him.
“Erik-” she was cut off by him pressing his print against her, slowly grinding against it. He grabbed a good handful of her hair, pulling her back up. He pushed her against the counter making her pushed against the counter and him. 
“Didn’t I say to quick playin with me? Now you got my dick hard.” he growled in her ear as she closed her eyes smiling.
“I know but-” 
“But nothing.” he yanked the towel off of her as he wrapped his hands around her neck from the front. He was about to pull his dick out but the doorbell ring. She groaned as he cursed.
“Who is that?” she asked him. 
“I ordered us some breakfast and I forgot.” he backed away looking at her as she turned around. His eyes trailed down her body as she tilted her head. 
“Well are you gonna get that or just stare at me?” she asked him. He took one last good look at her before he walked to his foyer to open the door. She picked up the towel and walked back into his room. 
He came back to see her and the towel gone. He groaned, placing the bag of food on the counter. He walked back to the room, to see her getting dressed. 
‘What you getting dressed for?” he asked her as she turned around. 
“Erik.. I have to go do my classes.” she said as he rolled his eyes.
“Mhm. You weren’t worried about those classes when I was just about to dig in yo-” she grabbed a pillow throwing it at him. He caught it before walking closer to the bed where she was standing next to it. He threw it on the bed before he placed his hand on her cheek. 
“You’re not going to convince me other wise.” she said. “I’ll be back home and after we come back from dinner, I’ll make it up to you. I promise.” she whispered to him as he sighed looked down. 
“Fine. But this-” he moved his fingers between the both of them. “Ain’t over with.” he told her. She kissed him once more before tapping his face lightly. 
“Don’t miss me too much and thanks for breakfast!” she screamed walking out of the bedroom. 
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Erik stepped out of his 2022 Audi R8, looking around the neighborhood. He walked to the door unlocking it, seeing a bunch of product on the tables. “Trent! You here?” he asked throwing his keys on the table. Trent came from down the hall way giving him a bro hug. 
Trent was Erik’s right hand man who helped him run his ring. He was one of the only few people he could trust. 
“Aye..” Trent greeted him. “Your half is in the safe.” Erik followed him into the back room with his duffle bag on his shoulder. 
“How much did we make?” Erik asked him placing his bag on the table and going to unlock the pin lock. 
“189 Thousand. All of that in there is your share.” he explained to him. Erik stuffed the stacks into the bag before Trent leaned on the table looking at Erik. Erik noticed that he was staring at him before saying,
“Something you gotta say?” he asked him as Trent nodded. 
“Actually yeah. Trinity stopped by.” Erik’s jaw clenched at the name of her. That was something that he was already over and had forgotten. It was just the fact that he wasn’t expecting to hear from her. 
“Oh.. what did she want?” Erik asked not looking at him, continuing to place the stacks into the bag. 
“You.” Trent cleared his throat standing up right. “Erik don’t fuck-”
“Nigga I’m not even thinking of her like that. I only want (Y/N).” he reminded him as Trent threw his hands up. Trent knew the relationship Trinity and Erik had. How toxic that two of them were and how Erik was when he finally called it quicks with her. Trent knew as soon as Trinity had enough time to say something to him, she manipulate him into thinking he was the bad one all along. 
“Okay! I just don’t want you to fuck up what you already have going on.” he said referring to (Y/N). “She messed you up bad. We can’t afford that shit no more.” he reminded him. When they officially broke up, for a few weeks he was out of it. He didn’t even want to talk to anyone. That effecting operations for their ring. 
“Trust me. I’m not even worried about her...” he zipped up the bag, throwing the bag over his shoulder. “I just wanna know why she felt so damn bold enough to come though.” he said while they both walked outside to his car. 
“Any plans for the night. Some of us were planning on going out tonight. Prolly hit up some clubs on the strip.” he told him. 
“Nah fam. I promised (Y/N) I’d take her out to eat after I got back.” Erik told her as Trent nodded. Trent was about to say something but a car pulled into the drive way. 
“Who is that?” Erik looked at him, only seeing the annoyed expression on his face. As soon as he saw that, he concluded who it was. “Trinity.” 
“Remember what I told you.” He gave him a bro hug before walking back into the house. Erik seen him walk into the house but he heard the car door open and close. He slowly turned around before opening his own car door. 
“Erik!” she called out for him walking closer to the car. 
“How’d you know I’d be here?” Was all he asked her. She shrugged her shoulders before saying, 
“I know you come on Friday’s to pick up your share.” she told him as he nodded scratching the back of his neck. “I miss you.” she said leaning on his back door, he laughed in her face. 
“I don’t know whether that’s true or not but I really don’t care enough to find out. Now if you excuse me I-” he was cut off by her rolling her eyes and saying, 
“You know you miss me too Erik. You can stop playing that game now because I know for a fact that you do.” she attempted to convince him but he shook his head 
“No you don’t. You just miss the idea of me.” he said to her. “And I don’t miss you. I’ve moved on to bigger and better things.” he bragged to her. That made her laugh because the thought of someone being more cute or more bad than her was a foreign topic. 
“Oh what? The dance teacher? That lame ass bitch, I am not scared. She’s not going to do shit” she said with a smirk on her face. 
“Oh you say something to her, I’ll put a fucking bullet between your eyes. Understand?” he warned her as she scoffed. She shook her head looking down at the ground then back at him. 
“What happened to us, Erik? We easily use to make our way back to each other but now you-” 
“But now I don’t want you anymore. Especially after everything you done to me.”
Erik rubbed his temples annoyed at the fact that they were having another argument over something so stupid. “Trinity can you just shut up and sit down. I didn’t do nothing with her!” he yelled defending himself. He stood up walking towards her as she backed away. 
“Nigga fuck you! Why that hoe came up to me and told me that!?” she asked grabbing the plates that were in the drying rack, throwing it at him. 
“What the hell, calm the fuck down!?” he exclaimed ducking out of the way. She ran out of plates as he grabbed her hands putting her against the wall. 
“I fucking hate you! And my dumb ass was sitting up here feeling bad because I cheated!” she yelled in his face as he pulled away. He looked at her in shock, backing away. 
“Say that shit again.” she started to laugh hysterically at him.
“Oh you can do it but wanna get all hurt when I do it. You’re such a fucking hypocrite.” She suspected him to say something to her once she said that, but he just stared at her.
He nodded his head turning around. “Get out.” Was all he said before he walked into the living room, but she followed him. 
“What do you-”
“You have 20 minutes to get the fuck outta my house before I put you out myself.” he snapped at her 
“You’re so ridiculous. You cheated and-”
“What the fuck do you not understand dumb ass, I have never cheated on you!” he yelled at her. “Get your shit and leave.”
“I would have done anything for you but you fucked that up.” he snarled at her. “If you knew how I really felt, you wouldn’t be sitting up in my face with that goofy ass face.” he snapped at her. 
“I fucking hate you.” 
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(Y/N) was in his bathroom, fresh out the shower. She was brushing her teeth when she looked up in the mirror to see him standing there. 
“What the- Erik you scared me!?” she yelled hitting him in his chest. He busted out laughing grabbing his chest as she turned around rinsing her mouth. 
“I’m sorry fats.” he said wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her shoulder before massaging her hips. “So, I had a visitor at one of the houses.” he whispered as she opened her eyes from her relax state, looking at him through the mirror.
“Gonna tell me who?” she asked him. 
“Trinity.” As soon as the name came out of his mouth, she looked at him in shock. She knew about how her and Erik broke up and how their relationship was. Honestly she was surprised that she was even Erik’s type considering that her and Trinity are complete opposite of each other.  
She noticed before Erik and her got into a relationship how different they were but yet she felt like he was a soul mate. She questioned herself usually if Erik really did like her but he did more than just tell her that he wanted her. He showed her that he wanted her. 
“Really/ What did she want?” she asked him looking into the sink. 
“She was saying how she missed me.” he whispered placing his chin on her forehead. “Said how she wasn’t scared of you, blah blah.” he said then sighed as she looked back up at him. 
“How’d she know where you were going to be?” she asked him.
“She knows I go over there to get my money on Friday’s. She shouldn’t be showing up anymore,” he comforted her. He noticed the concern look on her face before grabbing her hips and turning her around. 
“You know I wouldn’t do something stupid right? I love you too much” he reminded her as she smiled at him. 
“I know. I just don’t to get hurt.” she whispered looking down at herself playing with her hands. Erik lifted her head by her chin and whispered, 
“I won’t. I promise.”
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snootlestheangel · 7 months
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Snootles Rant: Lonely AF edition
Snootles does not feel well (she's fine just being dramatic) and is going to rant about being down bad (like seriously being horny on main right now do not perceive me)
*slumps on the floor* I wanna be a housewife so bad
I don't wanna work, I just wanna stay home and crochet/knit and then make some food
And then get absolutely pinned by my beast of a husband
Is that too much to ask????
Is it too much to ask for a big burly man to absolutely ruin me in bed but then he's dedicating himself to me in other ways???
I just wanna live on my own, at least. Crochet a bunch of flowers and vines and shit and decorate my place with them. I want friends I can just surprise with little crochet hearts or flowers and take on dinner dates.
*my ill figure pushes an image towards you* *muttering* I just need to be under him
The photo in question:
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Fuck I also love him
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*holds these two pictures and cries more*
WHY MUST I BE CURSED?? I AM NOT PHYSICALLY WELL ENOUGH TO HANDLE THIS BEAUTY AT THIS HOUR
*it's late I should really go to bed*
Instead I shall complain more because as hard as I've tried to stay horny off main, I am unfortunately a weak-willed woman
And I am a simple woman with simple needs.
And those needs are currently to get fucking decimated by one of the above men. Fuck it, if not both
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mrs-dr-reid · 2 years
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My Personal Bucky Barnes Headcanons
Part 1/?
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He’s stupidly good at hide and seek. So much so that you have to buy a metal detector, because he can literally go unfound for a week and a half because of his “ghost of HYDRA” training
He was genuinely terrified of microwaves when he first came back. Because “why is it beeping at me, Y/N? What do you mean the food is ready?! It’s only been two minutes, I don’t understand!!!”
He hoards Girl Scout cookies and stashes them in the weirdest places. You move the couch to dust behind it and find 6 boxes of Tag-Alongs, you’re restocking the linen closet and find 4 boxes of Do-Si-Dos behind the good towels, and you almost have a heart attack when you open the hatch to your attic to grab the Christmas decorations and 14 boxes of Thin Mints fall out
He takes you out dancing every Friday night when he can, especially if he can find Throwback Sockhop Nights near you guys and you can get all decked out in 40s fashion and make an evening of it
For a while he was really self conscious about his metal arm and only ever wore long sleeves and gloves, but the longer he’s with you the more his confidence goes up, and eventually he’s confident enough to go topless at the beach (which is a good thing for the both of you *wink wonk*)
He loves karaoke. If you guys are out with the team at a bar and there’s a karaoke machine, you bet your ass he’s going over there and absolutely KILLING whatever Frank Sinatra song he can find. One time he even got you to perform “Somethin’ Stupid” with him
He either drives like a maniac or a grandpa. There’s no in between. You’re either massaging your temples because he’s driving fifteen under the speed limit, or you’re white-knuckling the “Oh Shit Handle” because “JESUS CHRIST, JAMES, WE ARE NOT IN A CAR CHASE, WHY ARE YOU GOING SO FAST?!!?!?”
His table manners were ATROCIOUS when he first met you. Since he had limited social interaction for 70+ years, he would eat everything with his fingers and a frickin tactical knife and chew like a goddamn llama. After months of work, he eats with actual utensils and chews like a normal person now
He taught himself how to crochet when he was bored out of his mind on a stakeout once, and now y’all’s house is littered with little animals he made and pattern books. Your favorite is the little turtle he made that’s wearing the Cap uniform and has a shell that looks like the shield while he’s partial to the pigeon he purposely added Sam’s headgear to
Peter gets him hooked on Star Wars, and now they have lightsaber duels around the compound all the time (because of COURSE Tony helped them make functioning lightsabers. Peter’s is blue and Bucky’s yellow)
Much like his best buddy Steve Rogers, he’s a gentleman to a fault. Always gives you his arm when you’re walking anywhere, opens doors for you, pulls chairs out for you when you go out to eat, and is constantly kissing the back of your hand
He’s very wary of trains when he first comes back because of the accident, but after some time and “exposure therapy” (aka making him take the train with you to various places) he gets over it
You buy him a box set of all the “Lord of the Rings” books for his birthday, and he cruises through all of them in about a month, then he makes you marathon the movies with him
He’s a gigantic cuddle monster. If he had a say, he’d just become a blanket burrito for the rest of his life, and cocoon you in his pile of blankets for the rest of yours. If he can hold you as close as he can while watching cheesy romcoms, he’s happy
He gets really into laser tag and paintball, because why wouldn’t he use his assassin training for something fun and harmless as a final “fuck you” to HYDRA? The only problem is that he gets too good at it and nobody wants to play with him, so now he just goes to random arenas where no one knows who he is and destroys a bunch of teenagers for shits and giggles
He accidentally stumbles upon bullet journaling, and it becomes his entire personality for a month and a half. He’s a lot more casual about it now, mainly because he was just so excited to find something that would help him get all of his thoughts no matter the subject material out of his head and onto paper. He used to go all out with very specific themes for his journals, but now he just says “this month my journal is green, next month, perhaps it will be blue”
He overreacts to jump scares. He can’t handle them. Horror games, scary movies, spooky tv shows, you name it. He can’t do them. So obviously Sam exploits the hell out of that and scares the shit out of him whenever he can
He gets really into Animal Crossing. Like… REALLY into Animal Crossing. He makes his little character look exactly like him minus the metal arm, curates the cutest little outfits once he gets his mits on a wand, cycles through all of the villagers until he gets a collection of them that remind him of all of his friends and you, makes his island look like if the Compound was a college campus, and completes the whole musuem in the shortest amount of time possible
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