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ickypuppi3 · 2 years

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no no PLEASE elaborate on nasty steve

yes yes YES

cw // internalised homophobia, general assholeishness

steve refuses to actually kiss billy at first. because that’s gay. only he doesn’t say it as nice as that. and what he does say, he says to billy’s face. and billy doesn’t like that.

and steve doesn’t like that billy doesn’t like that.

see, billy knows he can be an asshole, too. knows he is an asshole to pretty much everyone around him most days. he’s not denying that.

but steve. steve can be downright mean. will come out with the most cutting shit during an argument. knows just how to hit someone where it hurts.

he can be a real manipulative bastard too, sometimes. without even meaning to. without even realising, it seems.

that or he just doesn’t care.

billy tries not to think too much into it.

steve doesn’t have a great filter when he’s pissed off. sometimes it’s actually worse than billy’s. he’ll say something. something mean and unnecessary. and billy won’t talk to him for the rest of the day.

he’ll say something to upset billy on purpose.

because that’s steve’s defence.

and billy will wake up at three in the morning to a drunk asshole climbing through his window. slipping into his bed. kissing billy in the dark. whispering a thousand i’m sorry, baby’s and i didn’t mean it’s.

and that would be nice.

if it wasn’t for the blanket of darkness steve uses to pretend it’s not billy he’s kissing. if steve didn’t act like it never happened the next day. if it wasn’t basically a routine with how often he did it.

and that’s A Thing for steve, billy’s found out. drinking. telling billy how much he means to him. telling billy how much he hates himself. falling asleep in billy’s lap after pressing salty kisses all over billy’s face.

neither knows which one of them is crying. maybe both. they don’t talk about it.

some days, when billy’s sick of steve’s shit, he tells him. tells steve it isn’t the end of the fucking world. tells steve that no one has to know. not like billy’s going to go around broadcasting it.

at first steve says there’s nothing to say. he likes girls. and he likes how billy feels. and they enjoy each other’s company. kind of.

then steve tells billy that he wouldn’t get it. and. isn’t that just the funniest thing. billy wouldn’t get it. wouldn’t get how hard it is. wouldn’t know firsthand how certain people would react.

steve fucks around, too.

apparently he did before. according to the whole of hawkins high. but then nancy happened. and steve was committed. and then billy arrived. and then nancy didn’t happen.

so yeah. steve fucks around.

says that’s what him and billy are doing anyway so what’s it matter. gets annoyed when billy asks who steve fucked that day. even called billy clingy, once. just for asking.

and billy wouldn’t care.

if steve didn’t act like billy did a terrible awful thing each time billy sleeps with someone else. if he didn’t get so pissy when billy mentions the double standard.

he doesn’t seem to care as much if billy sleeps with a girl. apparently it’s not cheating if billy’s not the one face down. billy wonders when his life became all about gay politics.

and.

it sounds bad. it sounds like hard work. and it is. hard work.

but billy always comes back. every time.

because steve’s an asshole.

sure.

but he can be okay, too.

sweet, even.

sometimes.

billy thinks about steve keeping a cassette in his car, just for billy. that time he rented a movie and invited billy round because billy mentioned he liked it. the way steve will whisper in his ear and tell him how beautiful he is. the no one else takes it like you, baby’s and the bruises on his hips. the way he’ll beg billy to come round because i didn’t get to see you yesterday. how that could almost sound like an ‘i miss you’ if billy listened hard enough. the way steve tucks billy’s hair behind his ear occasionally.

how he’ll look at billy as if he could actually love him.

sometimes.

and it kinda feels worth it.

#harringrove #asks #my words #season 1 steven realness #tw internalized homophobia #steve but if he just reverted back to s1 after nancy dumped him #which is what should’ve happened but whatever #nasty!steve #alexa play wet by dazey and the scouts #he’s an asshole because he’s ANGRY about billy being the actual love of his life #like he doesn’t realise it #but that’s why he’s so pissed off #billy doesn’t get it not really #but he really likes steve so what can you do #excuse any typos i was tired & also drinking so #my bad

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xxxfrankengorlxxx · 6 months

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my fist song tee hee

(hopefully more soon)

#song #dazey and the scouts #music #guitar #sorry the guitar sounds stupid T^T #this was so fun I must do this more #thanks to my bestie for making me do this <333

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ittybittybumblebee · 23 days

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i need 2 get some fat n hair on me. i need 2 look hotter. sick of feeling so small and ill looking theres nothing to me man it feels bad i need to fix that i need to be comfortable in my body

#i feel hollow. my legs are so small i feel small. i feel really small #people infantalize me all the time cuz i looks so young and petite. it makes me ill let me take up space please #i wanna feel real #lemme take myself back in some way #but will i be trading in my want of comfort for mockery from the people i live around #is there no way for me to be taken seriously #and i act a lil dazey at the best of times im sorry bro fro not knowing anything youll still treat me like an adult right. right?#what can i even do

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somecrustypunk · 4 months

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✨️When you get this ask you have to put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positive vibes are cool)🎶

Woooo thnx for the ask

Suburban home, descendants

Soup is good food, dead kennedys

No, subhumans

Double dare ya, bikini kill

James Dean you let us down, dazey and the scouts

Ngl I'll end up asking this to max five ppl over the next two weeks. Maybe I'll even make a half assed attempt to post, who knows

#descendants #dazey and the scouts #dead kennedys #subhuman #bikini kill #idk what im doing #im tired #punk

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non0zec-art · 7 months

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a little late, but here's the first week of cringetober! in order: day 1. heterochromia day 2. self insert day 3. unnecessarily complex fit day 4. angel x demon day 5. ms paint day 6. neko day 7. pinterest art base (art base here, by mellon_soup)

#art #artists on tumblr #cringetober #cringetober 2023 #object head #oc #oc: n #oc: dazey #oc: meatsky #raw meat #<- for... well. meatsky's whole thing #sputtering and coughing... i almost tried doing this all in one day. almost.#it was fun though!!#stone hfjone

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arthur-r · 1 year

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also!! i think i’m gonna go to a brennan wedl concert next week and i’m so excited

#they’re from dazey and the scouts but they do (to quote the scouts bio) obscenely good folk as a solo project #anyway brennan is from minnesota but lives in nashville but is coming back here and playing a show at the 7th street entry of first avenue #and i really want to go. and i think i’m going to!! the problem is it’s 18+ so i have to get my mom to take me. but it is her kind of music #and she likes concerts so i’m hopeful. and tickets are pretty cheap as far as concerts go. so i think it will work out??#anyway i’ve been listening to their album holy water branch on repeat for a few weeks but i don’t know their new EP #so i should listen to that so i know everything. but anyway it’s really good music and i really want to go #so i hope it works out. i recommend the entire holy water branch album though #it’s really good and not very long at all. if i have to pick one song though maybe traveler?? but it’s all really good #their voice is just. extremely good. and i would really like to see them live #so wish me luck. and either way i highly recommend #and i should probably listen to the new EP instead of this. but whatever. all in good time #(there’s like ten minutes left on the album. i’ll get to it soon enough shdhdf)#but you should really check them out!! very small on spotify all things considered but really good and should be more listened to #anyway i’m here and around. just listening to songs and maybe doing more shopping and such #(doing my best to be normal about it. i am in need of clothing)#i’m not a matador but i’ll make do i’ll wear red for you /ly #ok shdhdf i’m done #me. my post. mine.#delete later

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weirdgirlbymommylonglegs · 2 years

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saw tumblr user @punkcryptids spelling their url with songs, and in honour of the new url i thought i’d do the same!! let’s go

i wish i was a riot grrrl by destructo disk

r oadkill by vial

o verbite by sincere engineer

n erve by destroy boys

y our boyfriend by radiatior hospital

b itch island by mommy long legs

u rine speaks louder than words by wingnut dishwashers union

n othing (in my head) by pinkshift

n ice nice by dazey and the scouts

y our graduation by modern baseball

#choons #alright…lets tag these bands #destructo disk #vial #sincere engineer #destroy boys #radiator hospital #mommy long legs #wingnut dishwashers union #pinkshift #dazey and the scouts #modern baseball #music #i tried doing this for tiredsock and it was a LOT easier

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potatobugz · 1 year

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24 for the music ask game? :)

OKOK this one took me a bit to answer bc. I can't list any bands that broke up off the top of my head but:

"Nice Nice" by Dazey and the Scouts : ]

Joke answer: Indie Cindy and the Lo-Fi Lullabies..... so sad they broke up <///3

#rambles #*REBLOGS AN ASK GAME AND THEN GOES TO SLEEP DIRECTLY AFTER*#i have died. badly #in retrospect it seems obvious now that Dazey and the scouts was a band. but ah u see i do not retain knowledge/j #i also didnt know they broke up either #nice nice is good (← cant understand most of what theyre saying)#umumum i hope. i got the number right

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agentsketchbook · 1 year

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Fall time drawings

#gallery #ned dewall do #chrissie mumford #viola blue #dazey will do #sunshine waters #olivera diamine #zion diamine #solaire diamine #lucius diamine #brighton diamine #sakana furikake #cornfield

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flamin-gring · 8 months

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I like wet by dazed and the scouts because it helped me with my weird feelings about sex and gender, it’s loud and desperate and crude and pathetic and about how you want be sexy but don’t feel sexy and it feels pathetic to not feel horny and just feel like crying. Sure it’s about a relationship but it the feelings associated with that broken relationship that I relate to

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rahbid · 1 year

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TARGET : PORTGAS, ACE D. LOCATION : @flambace ASSIGNMENT : ASSORTED DIALOGUE PROMPTS. ENCRYPTED : ❝ you know that you can always call me when you need me. ❞

what a strange thing to say - when has she ever needed anyone? no, never. she’s always been fine on her own, hasn’t she? her lavender gaze affixes to him, alight with a strange, feline curiosity. there is blood dripping from her face, more than expected for her minimal wounds, even as her body works to seal them much faster than most others could.

no, she doesn’t need help. she doesn’t need anyone - but he is cleaning the blood from her soft face so gently and his body radiates a warmth that makes her almost sleepy with relaxation. she doesn’t need him - but can she want him? is that allowed, acceptable for her? who gets to decide what she can or cannot have any longer? she isn’t sure.

words fail her for no one has ever said such a thing to her. everyone else in her life has known her as independent and dependable, never thought to tell her to call, to seek them out when she needed someone. instead, she merely shoves her bloodied face into the palm of his hand, lavender of her eyes hidden away behind her lid and a loud purring rising from her throat.

#minor godmodding i hope . u do nawt mind #i had a Vision and craved bloodied bel #i had fun writing this i hope it isnt nonsensical #i was going for a sort of dazey vibe almost if that makes sense #like a mix between narrative and her own internal monologue . u kno . u kno #flambace #「 ACCESS FILE :// OUTGOING. 」: target eliminated˒ mission success.

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genderkoolaid · 2 months

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Do you mind giving a list of the transmasc artists in that sp*tify playlist, I wanna listen to transmasc artists but I hate sp*tify soooooo much

Sure! I wouldn't use spotify if I didn't have a cracked version of premium, it truly is fucking awful lmao.

I'm adding specific songs of theirs I like because I know other people also find it easier to get into an artist if they are recc'd a specific song. Also the artist bandcamp when applicable:

Dreamer Isioma / Sunset Drive + Dumb In Love With You

Tobre / FTMLOVE

Joe Stevens / Daughterson

Anjimile / Baby No More + Animal

Jake Edwards / Holy

saint hills / Lavender

Athens Boy Choir / Fagette + Tranny Got Pack

Malaika Mfalme / Good Man

Art Project / Gender Nightmare + Enemy Estrogen + Pretty boy

Miles McKenna / Boys Will Be Boys

Schmekel (and all the jewish tboys cheer) / FTM at the DMV

Skylar Kergil / Brothers

First Ever Boys / Guts + Friends Who Kiss

Mavi Phoenix / Aventura

Ryan Cassata / boy on boy

Beverly Glenn-Copeland / La Vita + People Of The Loon + Africa Calling (love his music so much. it makes me feel the same way bell hooks writing does)

Zann Foth / Hindsight Cinema

Dazey and the Scouts / Sweet Cis Teen

Saint Wellesley / Captain, Oh Captain!

Freddie Lewis / Best Dressed Ex + Bell Jar

Mal Blum / Things Still Left to Say

Dump Him / Pretty Like a Boy

Ezra Michel / I'm a Faggot I'm a Dyke

Jay Page / Invincible + Am I Here

The Oozes / Bitchboy + Ultrasound (consider donating to one of the band member's top surgery fund as well!)

Grumpster (ty anon for reccing them!) / Roots + Growing Pains

#m.#ask box #transmasc art

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robynlilyblack · 2 years

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You're not my wife?

Sirius Black x fem! reader

Summary: Sirius comes home very drunk and accidently lets something slip while his girl looks after him

Warnings: swearing, established relationship, pure fluff, mentions of drinking, drunkness (both on Sirius' part), sex and being unwell, slight nudity and some suggestion but nothing explict, Sirius being the sweetest and cutest drunken puppy, very quickly proofread

A/n: 3k words, not requested, the idea just popped into my head and I needed to feel better after a really tough week and a bit x hope you enjoy! I''ll be writing requests again soon, I might make a post about it tomorrow x

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You were snuggled up in bed, entering the perfect land of slowly drifting off yet still in control of your fantasy. You were somewhat aware of your surroundings. You could feel the coziness of the blanket. the soft plush of the mattress below, the safety Sirius’ pillow brung as you cuddled it. Yet. You didn't register the front door closing with a small thump, nor your boyfriend whispering curses at it for doing so, as well as at the floorboards for creaking

Sirius was beyond drunk. It was James’ fault really…or perhaps it was Marlenes? Or maybe Dorcas and those little cocktails that just tasted too good to stop drinking. Whatever it was he was smashed, and he was certain you had never seen him this drunk, in fact he was sure he’d ever seen himself this drunk, and for the life of him he didn’t remember why he got this drunk.

All his brain could focus on was he had to get to you, you were the most important thing in that moment

“Shit and fuck” he hisses as his jeans belt loop catches in the handle of the bedroom door, causing him to be pulled back and wack the side of his head

After more than a few attempts the door released him from its crutches and his eyes fell upon you, beautiful, beautiful you. He staggered over to his side, stripping himself of his jacket, attempting to unbutton his shirt before just pulling it over his head. Once those were off he just stood there for a good minute, brain blanking on what he was supposed to be doing before he heard you hum

“Y/n” he mumbles, collapsing surprising gently to the floor and planting his chin into the soft covers “How’d I get so lucky” he says, admiring how the soft glow of the street lights brings out your features

He starts talking to himself, telling your unconscious self all of the ways he loves you even if it’s really coming out as incoherent babbles.

“Glow of your hair and the shine of your shine…sorry the shine of your skin and the softness of your eyes” he mixes them up but they’re said so lovingly you would probably understand if you heard

“Your pretty…” he continues on and on, repeating himself and these slowly wake you, eyes fluttering open to see Sirius smiling away in his own little world

The next thing you register is the smell, alcohol and cigarettes, it clung to him, while one more prominent than the other you didn’t really mind, you were just glad he was home and safe and happy

“Hi” you greet, giggling as his eyes light up and his chin edges closer to you “Are you nude?” You wonder eyeing his bare back with fuzzy vision as it wouldn’t be this first time

He shakes his head but a cheeky grin appears “I can be” he winks, or at least tries to, as he ends up just blinking theatrically with his head tilted forward

“Flirt” you roll your eyes, digging your cheek further into the pillow to hide the effect even terrible flirting still had on you

“Your flirt though” he shifts closer, kissing your cheek softly

“You are” you admit turning back to face him, you had seen Sirius drunk many times but you had to admit he looked so dazey almost dizzy looking you were sure he was currently in the late stages of blacking out “You need to take off your jeans before getting in” you say, spotting to dark hue of blue now your eyes had adjusted

He scrunches his face but does it. Not gracefully though as he lets his arse fall to the floor, causing you to move his pillow back up and crawl across. Peering over the bed you watch him with an amused smile, his body flat on the hardwood floor, wiggling out of his jeans

“All the way?” He asks like a child

You nod “All the way puppy” your use of the nickname causes him to work not only faster but wear the cutest little grin as he does it

Eventually he’s left in his boxers. You admire him, even as he struggles to work his way back up to his knees and kneel at the side of the bed again “Can I get in now?” he pleads, flashing his big puppy eyes

You would normally say yes, but his breath was pretty bad. Besides, he had told you once he hated waking up to the stale taste in his mouth, so made you promise if not inebriated yourself to make him clean his teeth

“You should brush your teeth” you give him a sad smile, heart aching at his pout “I can help you if you want”

His eyes grow wide, mood shifting and he nods quickly. You lift the covers, revealing you’re only in a slip. Sirius is enamoured by it. A giddy grin on his face when you accidentally flash him and he realises you have nothing underneath

Standing up you look down, holding out your hands for him. He takes them but lingers on the floor, a look on his face you know all too well

“One peek” you concede, holding your giggle as his head pokes between your legs for a few seconds

He soon pulls back, looking more than satisfied with himself as you help him stand up

“You’re so pretty” again his voice is dazed, but it doesn’t stop the smile on your face

What is it they say? Drunken words are sober thoughts? If that was true it meant everything Sirius did and said were true, only now it was amplified and had a dizzy puppy vibe

Guiding him into the bathroom he plops himself on the edge of the bath, something that could end badly but would be equally hilarious…knowing him he’d probably give up and ask for a pillow if he fell in

Grabbing his toothbrush you squeeze a little bit of paste onto it “Open wide” you instruct and in return he cheeses at you “Siri”

“What?” He shrugs before opening his mouth properly, jaw slack so you could manoeuvre easy

You softly brush his teeth, not wanting to place too much pressure since you had only done this for him a few times before when he was really sick.

Sirius watches you the entire time and in that moment you were like some kind of angel. Sure he was drunk, the bathroom light behind your bed was causing spots as he blinked and created a halo around your head, but still you were angelic…maybe more than that to him as his brain ran one very drunk cell who was convinced he was missing something

“Spit” you ask and he turns his head away from you

Your eyebrows furrow before you realise, watching him spit it out in the bathtub. He then turns back looking proud of himself, a small bit of paste still clinging to the edge of his lips

You smile sweetly, taking the pad of your thumb and clearing it off. You can’t pull away though because Sirius’ darts forward to capture it and sucks on it

“Siri!” You squeal at pulling it out, you weren’t mad but you did hope he’d feel tired soon…and merlin did you hope he stayed human and didn’t run around as a dog like he did when he had a fever a few weeks ago

He laughs loudly at the face you made, before he begins to laugh at his own laughing resulting in a small fit.

You quickly rinse the toothbrush and place it in the holder, then move to steady Sirius since you’re sure he’s gonna fall if he’s not careful, and knowing your luck he’ll fall forward onto the tiles rather than the bathtub behind him

His giggles die down. Taken a sudden interest in you and his eyes wander up your body. Drinking it in. He lingers on your thighs and then on two particular assets, to which you’re sure he’s thankful for your lack of bra and coldness of the bathroom. Eventually he reaches your face, eyes darting over it and his smile brightens

His smile drifts to a funny one “I’m sorry you have to look after me” he apologies with a slight chuckle, hands finding the outsides of your lower thighs and pushing upwards towards your hips, bringing the slip with it

You pinch the material around his hands outwards, letting it fall back down enough to cover you. Not that you cared about him seeing, it was more you were sure he would get distracted again

“You’d do the same for me” you assure him

He reponses by nuzzling his nose into your stomach “I’m gonna be so hungover” he mumbles, a small moment of clarity washing over him, although it wasn’t really true clarity as his brain still connects all the wrong dots as time and fantasy mixes up

“I know. Don’t worry tomorrow…well actually later today, I’ll make you breakfast in bed and tease you rotten” you smile down at him

His head lifts and his eyes can meet yours “Thank you sweetheart” he smiles lazily before standing up shakily with your help

You move back a little, hands finding his shoulders while his slip down from your hips briefly only to grasp them again over your slip

“I'm glad you’re my wife” he says casually, a fond smile on his face while your eyes blow wide…and so does your heart

You just stare at him a moment, processing. Heart fluttering around at the title you always imagined having one day, yet were nowhere near prepared for how good it would sound from his lips. Nor how easily it slipped from them

“Siri love” you cup his cheeks

“Yeah?” He says like a hum

“I’m not your wife” you inform him

Instantly you regret it

His happy expression drops, pouting and almost looks like he may cry “You’re not my wife?” his grip on your hips tighten, voice cracking

You shake your head and find yourself aching at how heartbroken he is over it. You know it’s the booze, you know he likely won’t remember this come morning but you still scold yourself for not playing along

“You said no?” he asks and you look at him baffled

“To what?” you wonder, even if there’s a tiny voice screaming what it was in the back of your mind

He doesn’t answer, merely asks “You didn’t want to be my wife?”

His tone is soft and so pure you could cry yourself, yet you still started to smile, heart thumping as you watched your boyfriend in mild awe

“You didn’t ask me to be your wife Siri”

“I didn’t?”

If you could describe him in that moment you would have to say he looked like he was doing some complex mathematics because boy oh boy was he processing for almost a good few minutes

“You wanna marry me?” He finally says “I really...really want to marry you”

You find yourself itching to scream yes, but you also know he probably isn’t going to remember this nor are you 100% sure he’s…

“I have the ring and everything...”

…serious

Your hands drop from his cheeks to his chest “What?!” You stare at him in complete shock

“...give me a minute I’ll go get it and get down on two knees...one knee...my arse?” he shrugs trying to walk away but you stop him

“Siri, y-you have a ring?” You ask confused and happy and sick all at once, eyes glazing as you listen to his answer and start to believe this is actually real

“Yeah in the…” he hiccups pointing out the bathroom door “…in the bottom drawer of my bedside table” realisation dawns on his face but not the kind you think “That’s why I got drunk! I remember now I was so nervous you wouldn’t like my proposal...and the...ughh...talk...umm”

He freezes, clogs turning before he closes his eyes. You can almost see his memory reseting, like remembering the real reason made his drunken brain short circuit

“You really didn’t say yes to the picnic? At the same lake where had our first date?” he asks opening them, eyes now boring into you and you can no longer find it in yourself to deny him

“I did. I did say yes Siri” you nod, smiling brightly up at him

“You did?” you nod again “And the proposal…wait no... the speech! Was that okay? Prongs cried at it but Reg thought it was a little long and moony called me a sap…or was that Marlene…or Dorcas?” his eyes blow wide “It was shit wasn’t it? That’s why she gave me the little pink drinks cause it was terrible and you found it terrible...and him terrible and me...” he scrunches his face

“It was beautiful Siri” you pull his face up to look at yours, cutting his rabble off before you let them slip back down to his chest once more “Utter perfection. I was just pulling your leg earlier” you giggle trying to brighten him up while simultaneously trying not to squeal at the idea of there really being a ring in that drawer and him actually proposing

He sighs in relief, quickly wrapping his arms around you

“Thank merlin I’ve been worried for weeks” he tucks his head into the crook of your neck “You’re finally my wife for real. I'm not dreaming right?” he asks once more pulling back to look at you

“I am” you confirm "I'm so your wife...so...definitely your wife" you emphasise with all your heart and it makes his face light up brighter than the tree back at hogwarts

He grins, cupping your cheeks and squishing them ever so slightly “You’re my…” he hiccups again “…I’m your wife” he finishes

You giggle at his mistake but can't find it in yourself to correct him “You’re my wife…” you peck his lips “…and I’m your dashing husband” you go along with it

He pulls you in for another hug, almost bone crushing but you don’t care, your heart had never been fuller

“I love you so much” he presses a hard kiss to your temple, hand to the back of your head

“I love you too wifey” you tease gently, though in his state it’s literal, he’s now your wife and you’re now his husband, no take backsies “Now let’s get you to bed”

He nods into your neck, kissing it softly before allowing you to lead him through. Reaching the bed he sits on the edge while you push down the covers. He smiles at you and then your arse as you crawl over to your side, accidentally exposing it to him

You turn back and notice his stare “Enjoying yourself?” you ask, purposely lifting your arse up before yourself fall into your side

He nods shamelessly “Very much” he falls backwards, shifting around into the bed and letting you pull the covers up “You’re so good to me”

You finish tucking him in and move forward so your chest touches his “What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t take good care of my hot wife?” you tap his nose

He chuckles so cutely at the gesture “I am the hottest wife” his words like a sigh as he pulls you into him, rolling you over onto your back so he can cuddle into you

His head settles on your chest

“That you are puppy” you wrap your arms around him, feeling his cheeks rise “And I’m the prettiest husband”

He looks up at you bobbing his head ever so slightly “You are the prettiest human in the whole world” he turn back to lay on your chest “And have the best boobs to sleep on”

You giggle as his head lifts up and his hand comes up to pat your boobs in order to get comfortable before he lays back down again. Arm slithering around your torso and within seconds he’s gone quiet

“Siri?” you lean forward "Siri?" you ask again then realise he's finally passed out, and is smiling like an idiot into your chest

You gently rock him off and replace yourself with a pillow briefly. Briefly being the main word as you quickly slip out of bed and kneel down at his drawer. You take a deep breath before opening it, and sure thing there is a black velvet box tucked away in the back.

You bite your lip, grasping bringing it into the light so you could see it clearer. Again you take a second before flicking it open with your thumbs, grinning so wide your nose scrunches up when you see the ring and your heart bounces around the room

Come morning he wouldn’t remember much, only moments like you brushing his teeth and his head being between your legs, to which you would laugh at his brains priorities on the second.

You wouldn’t tell him that you already knew, nor that you had seen the ring and technically already agreed to be his wife…and, you guessed, husband as well. No. You would listen to the beautifully crafted speech by the lake, in your best outfit, from the man you loved and it would make you cry happy tears. And then he would ask that all important question. To which you, of course, would say yes

But for now you sat there, admiring the ring for a few a little while, before putting it back exactly where you found it and closing the drawer.

You were positively glowing as you made your way back into bed with Sirius once more. Replacing pillow with yourself and watching Sirius instantly cuddle back into you, humming as he does

You hold him tightly and press a lingering kiss to his hair, then whisper

“Goodnight Siri. I love you and I can’t wait to officially be your future…” you giggle “…your future husband tomorrow”

Thank you for reading ♡

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arthur-r · 1 year

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going mildly insane while online thrifting somebody help me (/lh but /gen)

#i need: enough pairs of jeans for two living spaces. stuff to make the apartment feel like home. a record player for there (want not need #but i want it really bad. and also this way i could get one that i take with me for the rest of my life and my mom gets my black victrola #and there’s this combination radio-record player-cd player-cassette player and i kind of really want it for the future #cause like i just have a couple cds but i’m a record collector and radio enjoyer and very close friend cd collector #and anyway there’s the charity gala coming up (winter semi-formal at school) and then senior prom in a couple months #and last year i wore a donated beige suit like that i got for free because i couldn’t get one on my own #and now i have slightly more means but still not going to spend as much as a prom jacket costs and so #that’s how i ended up scrolling poshmark for upwards of an hour looking at everything in the world #there’s also some really cool neckties and t shirts that i really like. for me and presents #oh and there’s these incredible converse that i’m obsessed with like the opposite of my other converse #i have these really cool burnt orange and gold that i’m obsessed with that make me tall and have sparkly #and then there’s these really comfy looking brown and orange converse for not very much and they look so comfortable #but so the point is i genuinely need more items in my life if i’m going to live like this. but i’m also going overkill #and then i still don’t have like. a winter coat that keeps me warm i just don’t have one. and i could really use one but all of them make me #want to cry. because of my stupid color everything. and so it’s like. i’m willingly going cold in life because everything hurts too much #and it’s just kind of. i’m a little bit useless and ridiculous and i hate it. not having a good time of it #anyway i need a shower and then i’m doing a thing with my sister and then i’m on zoom about the script i didn’t sign up to write #and then maybe i’ll eventually have some clarity about what i actually need and what’s stupid #but yeah. idk. it’s just been some several hours of this while listening to dazey and the scouts radio. music to go insane to /gen #anyway i might need help choosing between suit jackets eventually. that’s something i really want to work out for me #and also maybe record player advice actually shdhdf. probably a lot of advice #but yeah i’m just a little bit been-in-my-bed-for-12-hours feeling. wish me luck #ask to tag. just shouting out into the world as my shopping problem (which does not extend to a buying problem) continues #does that make sense???? like i put hours of my life into online shopping. i don’t buy things and that’s not my problem. but i have this #obsessive way of being and i will just go through everything someone has ever sold and just repeat and repeat and it’s a problem. just not #the problem that people tend to have. when it comes to shopping. but it’s been true since i was like ten on wayfair it’s how i waste my life #and so here i am stuck inside that again. for good reason but still not doing it in a normal person way. again wish me luck #with being normal about it and also with finding the things i need. cause i physically don’t have enough clothes here to last me a week #me. my post. mine.#delete later

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thewriterg · 7 months

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𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

pairing(s); johnny cage x fem!reader, kenshi x fem!reader, johnny cage x kenshi

summary; You’d do anything to keep them safe if you need to sing your song to get through war so be it. —angstober day; 12—

word count; 1.5k

warning(s); violence, weapons, siren coded reader, blood, injuries, kisses, and language

playlist; wet by dazey and the scouts

A/n:—GIFs; @mortal-kombat-1— played mk1 and don’t know how to act

“You sent them on a mission without my knowledge or and experienced supervision” You hissed your eyes leering into Liu Kang's pale glowing one as he sighed gently looking upon your angered expression that leered holes into his powered body

“You underestimate them Y/n the group consists of strong warriors if they weren't prepared to be sent to accomplish this mission then I would have no desire send them but they were” The sensei tied to reassure you yet it wasn't visibly enough to ease your troubles

“I'm going to aid them by the sound of it the mission at hand should have not taken this long they should have been back days ago” You stated stepping to put your swords on your back your eyes flickering that glowing black that your rivals and enemies feared the last thing they’ve seen before they were put to rest finding peace elsewhere while the brunette said nothing to stop you deep down somewhere in his subconscious he knew that your concerns were valid

“Y/n!” The warrior called out as you opened a portal black fog spilling out of it your eye now completely black in response you looked over your shoulder not making a single move to step back or back down

“Be noble in your bloodshed, I would like to be able to step foot into the realm again”

“With all due respect Liu Kang they shall be lucky if their head stays intact with their bodies let alone if their realm is still liveable” Without another word you you stepped through the portal before you were across the tower of Shang Tsung laboratory you didn't have time to linger the probability of getting caught high if you stayed in one place too long

Stealthily you snuck passed the guards after throwing an empty elixir bottle at a wall the sound of the glass shattering causing them to rush to the scene allowing you to wipe pass the entrance without much fuss you let you instinct guide you to the brick wall closest to the forest of the building pressing your palms against the rough material as you mended yourself into the cold basement of the building

The sound of footsteps bounced of the walls and you sucked in a sharp breath trying to think of something quickly scanning the hallway with the speed of light until you found a solution bending your knees and locking your feet into the ground to give you a power boost before you jumped you fingertips clinging to the little basically nonexistent space to hang onto swinging your legs up to kick in the grilles as it clashed open downwards its dividers now sitting with a bend in their metal

You quickly slipped into the vent as the sound of rushed footsteps approached your location you legs slithering behind your torso before you stuck a hand out of your temporary hiding spot pulling the cover up back in its place you watched through the metal slots Shang Tsung looked around to find nothing you would laugh at the fact that he look up directly at your peering eyes if you were in the mood

You waited until the footsteps started up once more to start moving behind the perpetrator making sure that you made no sound or shuffling noise there was a slant downward inside the cool dark vents the same time the sound of a door unlocking was heard you were in the right place

Your heart dropped as you inched closer toward the laboratory like dungeon the muffled groans of Johnny and the even worse whimpers of Kenshi you fought the urge to burst out the ceiling swords up thoughts down

“This process I call it electric love, after your done with it you'll learn to love the chambers the most… they hurt the least” Shang Tsung voice rang out in the cold hollow basement like room the sound way carrying through the vent clear for your ears while you perked up at the source of light in the predominantly dark ceiling

“Make sure they're withered to nothing, they should be a easy session for the tarkata” This was it if you wanted a chance to capture the adversary it had to be quick and it had to be now you waited until the footsteps approached the exit gate before kicking through the grilles landing in front of Tsunes with a hand positioned to your side one knee to the floor the other directed up towards the air

“Siren, see you've come to join your peers” His voice littered with a dark chuckle and you stood to your full height starting bullets into sorcerer

“No but you shall join your brother in the under realm” The mans face dropped at the mention while Kenshi perked up at the sound of your voice having to rely on his hearing to get past without his ability to see

You charged towards him with a punch landing directly towards his jaw taking a blow not only at his mandible but at his vulnerability when you went to swipe your feet under the sorcerer he grabbed you leg tripping you up you head hitting the cold concrete floor with a sickening thud before you could get on your feet there was a rough impact on your shoulder as your head was forced to look at your lovers captured the electricity having ceased on their bodies you noted Kenshi's masked eyes making your eyebrows furrow and Johnny's protest as he shook the bars of his enclosure you were forced to the ground with a knee in your back

“Your lovers courage and loyalty is honorary yet the execution is pathetic” You you heavily breathed through your teeth your fist clenched against your side

“Tell me Siren, can a heart still break if it stops beating?” A man dressed in green armor approached your line of sight about to open the cage you red masked love slouched in the keys jingling in his slightly shaken hand

“Can your brain still pump blood if it's in my hands?” You muttered taking all your strength to propel your body up from under the sorcerer's hold your taking swords from your back the once silver blade wielding black before your fingertips you sliced the at the mans back him hissing in response

“I'll end your misery quick and precisely” You stated voice void of emotion before Shang ran at you while you blocked his attacks swiftly a black fog falling over the room making it difficult for him to maneuver his senses were overloaded he was at his full charge yet had nothing to force it on causing him to burn out your attacks came silently and stilly he was running himself dry exactly what you wanted him to

The voice of desire called out to him your silhouette shined through the gloomy dark fog your voice promised him everything he could conquer in the biggest dreams and most wealthy realms he followed the sound your form getting closer until he walked into the blade of your sword a grunt resetting on his lips as he kept walking pushing it further into him until his torso met with the base of black reflective piece yearning for the promise of his desires the source being the song that fell from your lips until he dropped to his knees unconscious

You didn't waste a lasting second running towards the cages Reptile unconscious from the poisoned smoke Johnny and Kenshi along with the reaming earth realm team was trained to withstand it become immune to a certain point you felt your body weakening but ignored its call to rest it had been days since they left since you had

“Oh Kenshi” You whisperer after taking the gate from its hinges off the swinging cage his body fell into yours as you gently lowered yourselves to the floor a more prominent black trail of smoke tracing to Johnny's enclosure wailing him free as he rushed towards you both you opening your arms making room for him to fit your eyes scanning over their bodies the Hollywood stars body you deemed fine apart from a couple battered bruises Kenshi on the other hand the red mask on his eyes made your heart pick up as your fingers inched towards his face rubbing your thumb against his cheek as he grunted holding back a whimper at the pain you gently pulled the red cloth from his eyes sucking in a sharp breath at she sight of his gouged eyes tears brought to your own as you pressed a shaky kiss to his forehead

“I'm here, I'm gonna find a way to heal you, I'll find a way”

“We’ll find a way” Johnny mumbled into your armor clothed shoulder as you rocked the three of you back and forth. It would work, you'd find a way.

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