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mcflymemes · 4 months

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PROMPTS FOR THE GRUMPY VS SUNSHINE TROPE * assorted dialogue for that great dynamic between a guarded character and a warmer character, adjust as necessary

GRUMPY CHARACTER

do you ever stop smiling?

life sucks. get over it.

no one ever listens to me. at least, not until you showed up.

i didn't ask for your opinion.

there are more important things i should be dealing with.

i don't talk about my feelings with anyone.

that was a little uncalled for.

i didn't mean to talk your ear off.

i work better on my own.

what did you say to them to get them to listen?

i don't want to talk to you. in fact, i don't want to talk to anyone.

can you just leave me alone?

i never said i would help you.

you can't just talk your way out of problems.

everything was fine until you showed up.

now if you'll excuse me, i have better things to do.

what's so great about this place, anyway?

my opinion doesn't matter anyway.

i don't have time for "fun."

i just want to get this done and go home.

that's never been up to me to decide.

do you stick your head into everyone's business, or just mine?

if it's all the same to you, i'd prefer to be alone.

no one asked you to get involved.

i don't have a choice. it's my duty.

you're interrupting me again.

can we talk about this another time?

you've been listening to me talk for an hour now.

how do you stay so positive all the time?

i'm perfectly content just the way i am, thank you very much.

can't you see they're taking advantage of you?

SUNSHINE CHARACTER

i wish you would just listen to what i have to say.

i have to try and stay positive. it's the only way we get through this.

nothing good can come from constant negativity.

i believe in myself because no one else will.

i've seen what happens when the bad outweighs the good.

we just have to stay strong.

you never know what someone is going through.

i am capable of more than you give me credit for.

i don't think you're a bad person.

there's so much more to life than this.

you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

have you tried being nice to them?

a compliment goes a long way.

i choose to be kind.

i just don't see the point in staying silent.

i'm just trying to look out for you.

there's no need to be rude.

we could work together as a team. did you ever think about that?

if you need my help, i'm here for you.

you should smile more often.

i wish you would just be yourself.

for what it's worth, i like who you are now.

we don't have to fight all the time.

being soft is not a weakness.

i want to make this work between us.

despite all that, i'm still here for you.

if you ever want to talk, i'm here to listen.

you're not as bad as you make yourself seem.

i've never seen you that way.

i've come to care about you.

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wttcsms · 5 months

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baby, oh baby ; satoru gojo

pairing satoru gojo x f!reader word count 1.2k synopsis gojo is surprisingly good at caring. (or: he comforts you while you get morning sickness and start spiraling). content contains thr*wing up (morning sickness), pregnancy, pregnant!reader, domestic fluff, soft!gojo, reassurance

Satoru Gojo knows he’s a dead man from the minute he swings open the bathroom door and finds you curled up by the toilet.

Even in his shirt and a pair of sweatpants that have clearly seen better days, with your hair all messed up and your lips chapped, Gojo thinks you are absolutely adorable. Beautiful, even.

He tells you this, thinking it’ll cheer you up, but all you do is narrow your pretty little eyes at him.

“You,” you practically snarl at him. “You did this to me!”

He raises his hands in mock surrender. “Now, honey, I know it’s been a while since you took a biology class, but it takes two of us to, you know—” He gestures to your stomach, which still isn’t showing much of a bump since it’s only the first trimester, but you get the message. He decides he should have just shut up whenever you send him an absolutely scathing glare.

“It’s all my fault.” He immediately changes his tune. “You’re right, honey, I am an awful person for getting you pregnant. You should kill me for my transgressions.”

“You want to make me a single mother now?” You snap at him.

“Okay, I see that that was the wrong thing to say.” Gojo tries to give you a soothing smile to calm you down, but it comes off as more of a nervous grimace. “I would never die early and let you raise our wonderful child alone. As a matter of fact, I refuse to die only until you tell me it’s okay to do so!”

“Satoru.” You close your eyes, opening the toilet lid, anticipating another bout of morning sickness to come spilling out your mouth. “Get out.”

“Nah. That’s the one thing I can’t do.” He dares to take another step into the bathroom, frowning at how cold the marble tiles are. It can’t possibly be comfortable for you to be kneeling on the floor like this, especially since you’re throwing up last night’s dinner.

“Satoru, I’m not being funny right now. I’m seriously about to vomit, and you won’t want to be here.”

He kneels down by your side, gathering your hair in his hand and pulling it all behind your shoulders. “I’m not being funny, either. I’ll stay by your side no matter what.”

You don’t reply to his sweet comment, even though you really want to. Instead, you actually do make good on your word, and only after you flush the toilet does he bother saying anything else.

“Do you feel a bit better now?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know!” You shut your eyes, leaning against him, your back pressed against the warmth of his chest. Being pregnant sounded hot during the heat of the moment when the baby was being made, but now reality is hitting, and you’re already crying about how ugly maternity clothes are. You look like a wreck right now, and you’re barely nine weeks in with the pregnancy. Meanwhile, Satoru looks fan-fucking-tastic, as he always does.

His hand finds yours easily, and he intertwines your fingers together. He starts to absentmindedly fiddle with your wedding ring as he talks.

“What’s bothering you?”

You know that while Satoru was pursuing you, there was a long line of women all excited and ready to be the one by his side. You know that Satoru sometimes is a certified flight risk, running away from intimacy when the feeling gets too overwhelming for him. You know that Satoru is the only man capable of breaking your heart, and he’s subsequently the only man who would be able to piece it back together. Even with a ring and a legal certificate binding you two together, there are still annoying little doubts running in the back of your mind that has only worsened through your anxiety of life literally being grown inside of you and unbalanced hormones.

“Everything.” You tell him, and it’s not even a joke or an exaggeration.

“Well, tell me something that’s bothering you now. Something I can solve.” He adds on this last sentence, already knowing that you would most likely ask him for the impossible just to be funny. As conceited as he acts to the outside world, Satoru is surprisingly caring and observant towards others.

“What if our baby is ugly?” You look up at him, gauging his reaction.

At first, his eyes widen, and then he laughs. You can tell it’s genuine because you can feel the way it comes from his chest.

“It has us as its parents. With both our genes combined, it won’t have much to worry about.”

“No! I’m serious! Haven’t you heard the saying that two pretty people make an ugly baby?”

“Well, we’ll be the exception.”

“I’m being serious, Satoru! Your eyes are kinda scary to look at sometimes. Our baby will need brown contacts if it inherits your eyes.”

Oh, so because you’re emotionally fragile, you’re allowed to make comments about his eyes? Satoru snorts. You better be lucky he loves you so much.

“Why does it matter if our baby is ugly? Why is our baby being ugly even a thought in your mind?”

“This world sucks. Looking good is key to having an enjoyable experience on earth. You should start worrying about our child’s future, too, you know!”

“I would fight the entire world if it mistreated our baby.” Satoru presses a reassuring kiss to the top of your head. “And I know you would, too. So who cares if our baby is ugly?��

“That’s not the point, Satoru!” You frown, knowing that you’re being ridiculous right now, but who else could handle you in this state if not him? There’s a reason why he’s the one you call your husband, and he’s the one who put the aforementioned potentially-ugly baby inside of you.

“Fine. If our baby is ugly, let’s leave it on Kento’s doorsteps and let it be his problem for the next eighteen years. Then, we can get started on the next and hope the second time’s the charm. Sounds like a solid plan?” He doesn’t mean it, but he knows it’s best to just try and nip these hypotheticals in the bud.

You’re silent for a moment. Then, “You’re awful! I would love our baby, even if it had your eyes and crazy ass hair.”

“I would love our baby, too. Ugly or not. You know why?”

“You’re going to say something corny.”

“I was going to say that I would love our baby because it came from you. Nothing ugly is coming out of your body, babe. And anyway, I love you so much, how could I hate anything that’s literally half you?”

Even if you’re in the mood to be annoying and insecure, and your brain is telling you to argue some more with your husband, you can’t help but relax after hearing this.

(Nine months later, all your worries seem to be all for naught; your son is the cutest thing to be born.)

#satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #dad!gojo #domestic fluff #fluff #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk one shot #drabble #gojo fluff #gojo x reader

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lokis-army-77 · 1 year

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Wander

Eddie Munson x female reader

Word Count: 726

Just a short blurb based on the fact that I am the friend that wanders off and I was a leash child of my own choice. (which explains a lot)

Warning: drinking, wandering off

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"Where the fuck is she?" Panic filled Eddie's voice as he looked around the bar frantically.

"What?" Asked Steve who had just finished off his fourth drink of the evening.

"My girlfriend. You know the girl that was literally right beside us ten seconds ago." Eddie waited his hands in the empty space between them.

"Oh yeah... I don't know."

"You're useless when you're like this you know?" Eddie shook his head and backed away from the table. Pushing his way through the inebriated crowd, he kept his eyes wide and searched for any glimpse of you.

You weren't on the dance floor and you weren't at the bar. Eddie searched and searched, coming up empty-handed, even after searching both unisex bathrooms. You weren't in the building at all and he was freaking out.

"I fucking take my eyes off her for one second and she wanders off. Jesus Christ." Eddie pulled his hair at the scalp, frustration coming through.

You on the other hand were contently swinging your feet under you as you sat on the high bench just outside the bar. To your right, a stray fluffy dog who placed his head next to your bare legs looking to be pet. You obliged, scratching the top of his head and behind his ears, earning some open-mouthed pants.

"Such a good puppy aren't you?" You cooed at the dog who have a soft bark, almost like he was answering you.

The night air was cool on your skin, a lot of it being exposed by the dress you had chosen to wear on this special night of celebrating your friend finally landing his, what Robin called, "big boy job".

Even though it was cold, it felt better than the sweltering heat inside the bar. And the new fluffy friend made up for the chill as well.

You had been setting outside for a good twenty minutes before the door slammed open and heavily booted feet crunched on the gravel towards you.

"Holy hell, Sweetheart, what the fuck were you thinking? I've been looking for you all over." Eddie's worried voice cut through the night.

You tore your gaze away from the dog to look up at your boyfriend. Smiling you said, "Sorry Eds, just got a little hot s'all." You're words were slurring together thanks to the shots Steve had ordered earlier.

"Baby, you can't just leave without telling me. You had me worried to death."

You furrowed your brow in confusion. "I did tell someone, I told Steve."

Eddie shook his head, hand coming to rub down his face with a sigh. "Honey, Steve is drunk, he can't remember what he had for lunch, much less almost half an hour ago. Next time you tell me." He got down on one knee in front of you, one hand coming up to your cheek. "Especially when I'm the only one in the group who's sober."

The dog beside you wagged his tail in excitement at the new person, pushing his head into Eddie's chest. He got what he wanted as Eddie began absent-mindedly petting him with his other hand.

Even though you were drunk you didn't miss the mischievous look Eddie got. Then he turned his eyes toward you and you asked, "What?"

"Just thinking."

"About?"

"Well if you don't stop running from me when you get even the slightest bit tipsy in public, I think we're gonna have to get you a leash."

You gasped. "Eddie no."

"Oh, why not princess?"

"Because leashes are for dogs," you give an exaggerated point to the dog beside you, "and small children who can't be trusted."

"Yeah and who can't be trusted when they've invested alcohol? Hum? You." Eddie's matter-of-fact tone made you huff knowing he was right but you argued anyway.

"I can be trusted."

Eddie raised his eyebrow.

"I mean it."

"Yeah right, Sweetheart. I'll believe it when I see it. But for now, I think you might need one so I can keep my eye on you."

"Well, I think this is some sick fantasy of yours." You giggled when the dog began to lick at your hand to get you to pet him again.

"Oh, you know it, baby." Eddie laughed along. "Now come on, we need to get you and especially Steve home before I end up babysitting you both all night."

#eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson blurb #female reader

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thecameronchronicles · 1 year

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Poolside

TW: Trophy!Wife Reader. Smut. Language. Cheating.

SUMMARY: JJ mends your broken heart with a sultry distraction…

WORD COUNT: 2400

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Trophy wife!reader sad about her husband cheating on her and Pool boy!JJ makes her feel better

Poolside

You blamed yourself as you couldn't help but compare yourself to her. No more a friend than a stranger, the girl who coveted your side of the bed with your husband's arm wrapped around her was an acquaintance you saw in passing. She was a candidate for an assistant he claimed to need as you trusted him enough to ignore the fact they were all the same styled girl.

Youthful. Impressionable. A minimum of a 34DD bra size and an apparent predilection for holding the attention of a married man. Because of this, the tears continued to cascade no matter your attempts to cease them. Even as you found anger to win over guilt or blame, you would always end up returned to such waterworks wondering why it was he chose her.

After the life made together. The memories. The obstacles you believe you had overcome. All thrown to the wind for a girl unworthy of the smile she gave once leaving with the gall to kiss his cheek and flash a smile in your direction.

"You 'lright Mrs-" Even the sound of a title you once basked to hold would only worsen your tears. Even when spoken by the honeyed tone of your handsome pool boy. The one you hired a few weeks prior from a forbidden curiosity you could fantasize about while standing within the safety of your kitchen. Every perfectly etched detail of his body responsible for such illicit visions that sent your thighs to press together with need.

"Are you hurt?" He asked to the way you held your arms across your chest.

"Can I ask you something?" You were unhinged in remaining demure. Always an accompaniment to your husband's arm, you rarely spoke your mind as it was often responded with silence or a judgemental look. But the question in your mind that played in a bitter repetition kept you from remaining silent for another moment.

"Sure…" he shrugged, half focused on your delay and more on not directing his attention to the way your body peeked beneath the suit exposed by a draped cover.

"Am I too old?" He scoffed.

"What?!" The question caught him off guard as he laughed.

"I mean…Do I…am I look attractive?" He fumbled to speak as his eyes darted in every other direction. Not a moment in which he could look at you without being more than honest.

"JJ?"

"I really don't think I should say…"

"Well considering the fact that I just found some girl maybe just out of high school with her legs around my husband's shoulders, I would consider it a favor if you were just honest with me. I can take it…" He paused, placing the pieces together before looking at the interior of the house.

His own fantasy having come to life by your question as the possibility presented itself to him. Your husband was absent, and even if he wasn't, he didn't mind as much as he may have to keep this job in knowing such pain was brought to you. If not for the way he was uncertain, he would have made it his personal mission until you forgot of anybody but him. But he also found the presence of your smile to highlight his day. And due that and the fear of losing that, he remained as honest as he could without risking that.

"You're a knockout and he's an idiot. Most Kooks are, always taking what they have for granted. I mean, personally, if it were me, I'd-" He stopped himself, the way you looked at him made him silent.

"You'd…".

"I really shouldn't have said that…"

"Please…I want to know." He hesitated before meeting your eyes.

"If it were me, I'd never let you leave that bedroom." His eyes fell to your lips as if to ask the silent question of risk you were desperate to make. But when neither of you ventured to move to it, he would be the one to retreat.

"Sorry…I uh…I have your filter to check and the ph to-" You watched him fumble over himself. The usual arrogance of most "Kooks" resulting in a roll of your eyes. But his refreshing groundation made you close the distance between you.

"Um…Mrs-"

"For right now, I'm nobody but yours, JJ…" You interrupted your own kiss as he allowed you to take the lead. Even if you knew little about him, you knew enough to know this would be worth the deception.

"Touch me…"

"I don't need directions, sweetheart…" he spoke softly with the slightest hint of dominance as he guided you flat to the angled lounge chair you had governed during your distressed breakdown. Yet he wasn't selfish or gluttonous. Instead, he was tender, pulling your recently stationary legs around his hips before he angled you onto your back.

"I mean it. He's a fucking idiot…But I'm glad. Because I'm gonna make you feel things he couldn't even dream of…" His lips possessed your own as his hands worked carefully to undress you. A singular knot at the back of your neck was pulled loose as your breasts were exposed to him. Warm calloused hands took hold of one with expert fondling before moving to the other. When certain you approved, he lowered his mouth to the one closest to him.

"Do you like this?"

"Yes…" You fought a moan as he smirked against you. Your hands running softly through his hair before tugging as he captured your nipple between his teeth.

"You sure you want to do this here? There's a perfect pool house with a nice bed we could break-"

"Here…please…"

"You don't have to beg…" he lifted his hand to your cheek.

"But you do make it sound so damn pretty for me, princess." You adored the way he focused on you. Never leaving a question if you were who he thought of as he kissed you. Not a moment of distraction as you noted from your husband.

"Please…" He nipped at your jaw to your pleas before your fingers set at his hips. The dry trunks easy to maneuver before he lowered enough to keep himself out of reach.

"You said that he had her legs over his shoulders?" The question made you scowl yet nod as you answered him.

"Only fair you get the same." He untied the bows made at either hip of your bikini and you were left completely vulnerable to him. Yet somehow safe as he lowered between your thighs.

"I want to know something first…and I want you to be honest with me…" he kissed your thigh before asking his question once you nodded.

"He ever made you come?"

You hesitated, certain he must have at one point. But the wedding night he was too drunk. The honeymoon he was too busy. And every time since he had been distracted. Your only means of pleasure having come from your own fantasies and the trusty vibrator gifted by your maid of honor.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I'll more than make up for it." He kisses you once at your core. Yet once was enough to send your back into an arch and your fingers through his hair in a pull.

"I like it…" he acknowledged as you lessened your grip. "Let's me know you want it."

"I do…" you confessed as he spread your thighs wider to expose you to him.

"Then let me hear it, darling." The sound of his tongue and the dictions made behind his grin made his order impossible to deny. His name accompanied by moans motivated him even deeper before he altered his angle. Two fingers to his mouth and eyes set to you pulled his fingers between your lower lips.

"He ever make you this wet? Honest, princess."

"No-" You rasped.

"Good…he doesn't deserve to…" He kissed softly at your clit before savoring the small bud. He sucked and licked in alterations as his fingers worked you into a tremble. Your eyes, unable to remain open until he offered himself a reprieve to learn your reaction to him. But as he expected you to ask for more or even wait for him to act, you directed him to sit on the edge of the lounge chair.

"Mrs-" Before your name could be uttered, you had undressed and revealed him to you, his cock spring to life from hr freedom your fingers allowed. A single spray of spit lubricating him enough to rub him into initial pleasure as you twisted that grip before beginning your oral fixation to his head.

Due to his impressive cock, you began slowly, focusing on livening every nerve and vein on his shaft before your nose brushed his skin. The gag made from your throat worrying him to pull you back by your cheeks.

"You don't have to…"

"Am I doing something wrong?"

"I'm about two sucks from coming…" he teased.

"But I want more…" You explained with sultry eyes narrowing into a siren's existence as he grinned widely before his lips fell limp. Exhausted and shallow breaths came from his attempt to subdue his release and lengthen his stamina. His body tightening as you cupped the weight beneath him.

"Jesus!"

"Mmm…mmm…mmmmmmm…" You moaned with the intent to use the vibrations to strengthen those sensations as he raised his hips into your grin until he'd brought himself to that edge.

"Stand up…" he commanded in an unsteady display of his own desperation before aligning you to stand over him. The second you were reliant on his weight, he adjusted the chair until it was flat.

"I want to watch you…"

"Then watch me, JJ…" His back arched and his eyes rolled as you rode over him. His cock almost too much for you to enjoy without being anxious, but his facial contortions of pleasure offering you the confidence you questioned otherwise.

"Fuck, sweetheart…You feel so damn good…"

"I want you to come inside me, JJ…" His eyes widened.

"I don't-I don't have a condom." You lowered over him as his hands fell from your breasts and to your hips.

"IUD, you're good…"

"You sure?"

"Positive…" But as he read your conviction behind your smile and blissed expression, he sat up.

" Not like this…" Your eyes sharpened into worry of rejection.

"I need to feel all of you." He lifted you around him and into the pool house. You weren't able to make it to the bedroom as you were taken over the arm of the couch.

"Asshole doesn't deserve to hear you come. Or see it on any of his little cameras." You blushed as you'd forgotten about it until now.

"You're all mine now, sweetheart. Just like you said." You nodded.

"Yours." He swiped a hand across your ass to the agreement.

"Again, princess. I only come in what's mine."

"Yours, JJ. I'm yours…" You whined as he nodded.

"Good girl…" He sunk into you with conviction. But not for his own benefit. He was slow and thorough as he pulled you to his lips.

"You deserve to be touched like this…" His hand fell to your breast as another surprised you at your clit.

"To come hard. And often." He quickened both sets of hands.

"And you will do both. With me." You rested your head against his shoulder as he picked up his pace. Unbridled passion behind each snap of his hips as you were taken against him and kept upright by his sting arms flexed to keep you in place.

"Yes! JJ!" You gasped.

"You gonna come for me, princess?"

"Yes!"

"Then come. Don't hold back. You deserve to feel-" Before he could finish his endorsement, you were cascading down his shaft and clenching around him in validation of your release. But then he threatened to stop, withdrawing as your hands wrapped around his hips.

"I want you to come, JJ…"

"It'll be too much."

"I can handle it…" you turned to tease his lips. "Please…" His jaw tensed for only a second before he brought you over his lap.

"A few more for me, sweetheart? I want it to last…" you took charge of the position he set you in as you took him back into your mouth. Only now, it was with his sole pleasure in mind. But a finger to your sex from your raised hips would counter this.

"JJ…It's your turn…"

"Making you come makes me want to…Keep going for me…" He used his second hand to make a ponytail from your hair as you were able to bob effortlessly around him.

"That's my girl…shit!" He gasped, his fingers inside of you quickening as you trembled over him. Your pace breaking to a coming orgasm as he winced to the sound you made around his cock.

"Come ride me baby…" You moved swiftly and effectively as you pegged yourself onto his shaft. Quick motions made of new thrusts as your fingers ate into the fabric of the couch behind his head.

"JJ! You feel so good!"

"Fuck!" He relaxed as you slipped over him. His fingers at once with each cheek making up your perfect ass.

"You're so fucking beautiful…he doesn't deserve you…" his words accompanied your moans as you became lost in the sensations of his thick fulfillment.

"I'm gonna come…" He set your forehead to his as you came apart within. Every control lost as he became submissive for that moment you claimed him as he had done for you.

"Did I mention your husband's an idiot?" He explained as you nodded. Your eyes coming to the ring on your hand. JJ noticed the way it brought you sadness and he pulled your hand to his lips. The ring disappearing behind his teeth and a naked hand left behind.

"I think your hand would look a bit better…" He directed your hand to his cock. "Here…"

"You want more?"

"I've wanted this a while, princess. Got one more fantasy to play out."

"Yeah? What's that?"

"Making sure he knows what he lost…" he motioned to the camera set in perfect view of you as you were no longer the sad woman an hour prior. You were no longer chaste or shy as JJ altered both of those feelings for you. Instead, you were motivated and carnal. Wanting to please him and only him.

And you would spend the rest of the day returning the favor, understanding why your husband optioned for the younger version as you decided if he could have his vices then you would have yours as well….

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undersxcore-vee · 11 days

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tommy kinard being weird

before anyone calls me homophobic, I am bi and I'm allowed to not like a gay character if they're a shitty person :) with that out of the way, lets talk about tommy kinard and why I cannot stand this man!

the first time we meet him, he's at the 118 with chimney. chim tries to make conversation by asking what tommy's into so chim can get into it too and they can talk. tommy ignores him and walks away. he acts similarly towards hen when she joins.

he blames his disgusting behavior towards chim and hen on his old captain. honey, it doesn't matter who you work for, if you're a bad person then you're a bad person. own up to it and do better.

he put in so much effort in his friendship with Eddie (I.e, literally flying the man out to vegas for a fight) but can't bother dressing up for a party that he knew buck was excited for and then when he's confronted, he says "they had henley's in the 80's." (we're not gonna talk about the fact that his best friend was the one to suggest the matching outfits, we're just not going to do that okay? but like okay stop get back on track)

the constant jokes at buck's expense. the first one being on their first date when Eddie and marisol see them together. he makes a comment about closet space and says, "right, evan?" to which buck reacts with a look. the second joke was a bit cringier, not the actual joke but tommy, dear, there is a time and a place. you cannot be making daddy kink jokes when your partner is opening up to you about his trauma.

his continuous admissions of jealousy! he told buck he was jealous of the family bond they had at the 118. he also told him that he was jealous buck had a father figure in Bobby because he didn't have that.

"kid" uh, no. "evan" stop that. why does it sound so condescending? like he's talking to an actual child. . .

anyway, that's my list. absolutely hate the fact that my first post is for this man but I need him gone, I need him ooooouuut! BUH BYE!

#9 1 1 on abc #911 show #911 season 7 #911 abc #evan buckley #oliver stark #lou ferrigno jr #wee woo show #anti tommy kinard

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stevie-petey · 5 months

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hiiiiiiiii honey <3 could we get a blurb about bug telling steve about jonathan’s outburst towards her after he took the pictures of nancy and steve’s reaction to learning about it???? it would be so so appreciated by me <3 you’re the best ever <3 MWAH

(i am being held against my will to write this jonathan sweetie im so sorry) (i love u val) (u are evil)

i know this isnt necessarily what u MEANT but ,,, ive been dying to expand upon bugs kindness and how it may seem annoying and pathetic, but its hers ! its her kindness !!!

enjoy <3

"no way you guys havent wanted to strangle each other at least once." steve remarks one day as he watches you and jonathan work side by side at the cash register.

jonathan had been bored today and decided to join you and steve at work, something that you're very happy about, honestly.

"oh, ive definitely wanted to strangle jonathan," you say, writing down a new shipment receipt while the boy next to you doodles.

steve rolls his eyes. "old married couple squabbling doesnt count. im talking, like, full on betrayal and hurt here. you guys are always so... you, and it has to be an act."

jonathan snorts. "shouldve seen the fights we had last year. surprised y/n didnt kill me with her bare hands."

"i dont believe you."

"no, hes right." you look up at steve. "he threw a jacket at my face last year and then told me we werent family the night he took those pictures of nancy. then cried in my arms like a day later."

steve stares at you, shocked.

"i also then slept in nancys bed and lied about it. and tried leaving you behind a few times."

"that you did," you flick jonathans ear, causing him to wince in pain. "you deserved that."

"i did."

during this entire exchange, steve hasnt said a single word. hes still stunned, baffled by the fact that jonathan could be so cruel to someone so wonderful.

"wait a second," he looks between you and jonathan. "and youre still friends?"

"yeah." you both say at the same time.

steve cant fucking believe it. you do anything and everything for jonathan, that much is obvious, and sure. steve has seen jonathan do small acts of kindness towards you, devote the same back, but to throw a jacket at you and belittle you? and now here he is, joking about it alongside you. as if it was all okay in the end.

"youre too nice sometimes, y/n." the words leave steves lips before he can stop them. once he realizes what hes said, he looks up at jonathan and panics. "sorry, man. im sure you guys talked it out and... yeah."

jonathan shrugs. "no, youre right. she is and i was dick."

"im right here, you know."

steve winces. "sorry."

"its fine, honestly." you go back to scribbling shipment orders. "i am indeed too nice, but i dont ever really see the point in holding a grudge? i mean, jonathan apologized and i understood the stress he was under. sure, it didnt erase all the hurt he caused, but after almost dying immediately after being mad at him for not including me in something... i dont know. it felt silly to hold onto that anger after. childish, even."

jonathan and steve share a look, for once both seeming to think the same thing.

shes too good.

you hate that they do this. you hate that people view your kindness as a weakness. after the hell youve been through, long before monsters even came to hawkins, youve learned the hard way just how rare kindness is.

now you try to be kind to everything and everyone, no matter what it may cost you.

the kindness is yours, no one elses.

and if that makes you weak, then at least it made you better.

you tear two pieces paper from your notebook, scrunch them up into balls, and then throw them at steve and jonathan. "stop pitying me. im kind and i love that aspect of myself. i dont care if it makes me vulnerable or pathetic. its a piece of me, and i wouldnt change it. if you dont like it, then that belittles me even more than emotional outbursts ever could."

jonathan sighs. "youre right, bug. youre a very kind and lovely person and its what makes you a joy to be around, paper balls and all."

steve plays along. "definitely a better super power than spider-man, dare i say."

"okay, lets not get ahead of ourselves now," you giggle, appreciative of both the boys. they may not understand or like the way you view the world, but theyre at least trying.

its all you could ask for.

even if steve later on that day pulls you aside to whisper, "i think i can kick jonathans ass this time, if you ever need it."

and its enough.

#southelroy #ask #come home blurb #set in between seasons 1 and 2 #m speaks #m's writing #bug lore #wdtai insight #bug is the quote #and so i try to be kind to everything i see #and in everything i see #i see him #thats bug #and its what makes her so beautiful

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bridgeportbritt · 7 months

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There's no denying that The Goths were horrible, cruel, evil people. But no one could match Bella Goth's cruelty. Truly only one person mattered to her - herself. Leaving her husband and children in second place. Few people could like a woman so mean and spiteful, and just downright evil. But, of those few people were Mortimer Goth. While he was technically the actual ruler due to his gender, it was common knowledge that Bella helped call the shots just as equally. And Mortimer would do anything his wife asked of him. No ruling was so too strict, ridiculous or downright nasty if it was uttered from Bella Goth's lips.

Unfortunately, those lips were often the cruelest in the land...

Bella yells: Mortimer! How dare I hear about this peasant prophet from my idiot ladies instead of you?

Mortimer: Bella, darling! What is going on? I hate to see you upset.

Bella: Oh, I am more than upset. I am furious!

Mortimer: Honey, I didn't want to concern you with such trivial matters as this. There is nothing to worry about.

Bella: There is plenty to wory about, Mortimer. If the ton is concerned than we should be! They need to be on our side always!

Mortimer: Bella, just like your ladies, the ton is all made up of utter morons. All of which will believe any fact I tell them.

Bella: And what of the peasants?

Mortimer: Well, it's probably an unnecessary step, but we could ban this ridiculous man and his tales?

Bella: No, that's too obvious. People will think we actually care about this. We must break them. Break their little spirits so hard that they have no time for southsayers or tales from whomever!

Mortimer: But, dear, we've already just declared some spirit-breaking laws to address the scantally-clad dressed women.

Bella: Ugh. How dare they wear their hair down? Trying to steal my attention. Only MY long beautiful hair should be worn down. Anyway, who cares? What's a few more?

Mortimer: That's the spirit, Love. So you wish, so it shall be.

Bella: Good! I don't expect to hear any more of this. Especially, right now. I'm in talks with the Uspanians. We possibly may have a marriage prospect for Cassandra. A Lord named Ignacio! Do you know where she is?

Mortimer: Ah, wonderful! Great work, love. I believe she was in the kitchen....

Bella: Ugh, that girl. Probably chatting with the help again. She needs more friends within her status. This marriage scheme better work.

Thanks @nexility-sims for letting me mention some of our Uspana/SimDonia history!

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#from the beginning #sims of color #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 #royal sims #royal simblr #cassandra prefers interacting with real people #not just people who like her because of her parents #and as we can see her parents suck lol #jacobanism has Bella shook #thats all folks!#Back to SimDonia Royals next week #but we will be back!!

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marleysfinest · 20 days

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no actually I am gonna rant bc someone just called me pathetic for saying an actor au is real for a little ✨light relief✨ following some p devastating leaks and let me just say something if u actively participate in spreading shit like this…..

1) my honey my darling this is tumblr.com. aka the home of cringe and being pathetic. you are here too.

2) fuck off for offering ur 2p when it wasn’t wanted or asked for!!!! you can just keep scrolling if u see a take u don’t agree with, it’s literally that simple!!!

3) you are in no position to tell people how they react or how to feel. I literally cannot express enough how much your opinion on how other people should feel does not matter. MY opinion doesn’t matter!!!! if you see someone reacting in a way that differs to how you might, I promise u faithfully that that person is going to get by just fine without having to hear from u about how you feel about it or would react to it. the way that a person responds to or feels about ANYTHING is their own business.

we are ALL here being absolute losers. nobody here is better than anybody else. we are all hanging out here creating amazing things and forming friendships and relationships and bonding over pieces of media in every way. instead of calling someone pathetic for one thing that you don’t care for doesn’t make you better than everyone else. in fact it makes u incredibly sad and I’m sad for u. just scroll past it and find joy elsewhere. hell if u don’t care for what I say that bad then BLOCK ME I literally do not care. just please please please please don’t try to police how other people feel or act when u don’t like what they say. I promise that makes u the actual, real pathetic loser in this situation.

I love every single person I interact with here and I mean that genuinely. but do not come into my space and tell me I’m reacting the wrong way. it is very not fetch of u. anyway the pizza’s getting cold

#damn this just struck a chord ig ANYWAY #cw discourse #mar rambles

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Love Beyond Everything

Jesse Cromeans x Reader

Summary: You loved your husband more than anything. He was your reason to live, you knew about his hobby and you feared something bad could happen to him.

When Spann called you, you felt as if someone threw ice-cold water all over you.

The news of your husband almost dying scared you beyond anything. He was the center of your world, your everything. If you were to lose him...

Your driver dropped you off at the warehouse.

Preston greeted you at the front, guiding you to where he was.

He was lying behind curtains in a makeshift hospital room, the doctor came over to you and explained what happened.

"I want her dead," you said simply, as you turned towards Preston.

"Already a step ahead of you Miss." he said as he showed you the footage. You nodded and they both left.

You looked at him through the curtain, and he turned away, hiding his face.

"I'm so glad you are alive Jesse. I was so afraid when Spann called." you watched as his hand moved into a fist, tearing the sheets. He couldn't talk, he didn't have his device with him, but somehow you understood. "I know you don't like the fact that he killed your piggy. But if it wouldn't be him, I would have done it myself. Don't misunderstand please, I do not care about superficial things like that and you know that, but she nearly killed you." You moved your hand behind the curtain and grabbed his wrist. You could only imagine the pain he felt, you could never fathom the pain he went through, is going through. But you loved him, and he was strong, he will be up on his feet quickly.

"He needs a new piggy," you said to Spann who nodded.

"Yes, I am already looking." she said as she showed you photos. Jesse needed to keep his mind off of his face and focus on something else.

You pointed at a photo of a blonde woman. "He'll like her."

And with that, you went back to your husband. Holding his hand as he lay there.

You weren't there when he was finally walking, you weren't there when Preston tried to betray him, you weren't there when the police busted his warehouse, but you were the first person they brought in when his identity was discovered.

You had to play and pretend, and you were quite the actress. When they showed you the photos, you recalled all women, some were chosen by you.

But of course, Jesse made sure nothing pointed at you, so you were free to go after you claimed not to know anything.

The new place of operations was a little better than the last one. The building still had that terrible feeling about it. But at least it had more space.

As you walked into the building, you rushed to your husband, hugging him, he had the chrome mask on his face, but you could see his eye through it.

"They are investigating, but they only found our old house, and the old warehouse. They know your name but they are clueless." you told him.

He said down in his leather chair, typing on his phone.

'Are you okay?' he asked.

"Me? Of course, how are you? How's your face, still hurts?" he didn't reply and instead started typing again.

'Now, I even look like a monster.'

"Don't say that, Honey! Of course, you are not a monster! It was their fault! They hurt you! All they had to do was to give you the girl, instead, they did this." You moved closer to him, and you noticed he tried to get further away, but the carpet stopped him. You grabbed his face, and made him look at you. "I do not care how you look like, you'll always be handsome to me. Inside and out. I love you for you, not for your face." You placed a kiss on his mask before pulling away, you intended to go and pour a glass of dink for yourself but he stopped you by grabbing your waist and burying his face into your stomach.

Your fingers started to run random patterns on his head and shoulders, trying your best to keep him calm and let him know he's safe with you.

You looked down at him, noticing how he started to remove his mask, he once again hid his face into you. You knew, no matter how he looked like, you'd still love him, but you couldn't help the anger bubbling in you, they did this to him, hurt him. How dare they.

He then slowly, looked up at you, and you smiled.

"There you are, Sweetheart. Handsome as ever." you smiled as he finally looked at you.

You didn't lie, you still found him very attractive, the scarring concerned you more because of the pain he had to endure.

"I love you." you said and kissed his lips softly.

"I love you too." came the voice from his phone which made you laugh a little.

Nothing and no one can take him away from you.

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~Masterlist~

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A/N: The lovely Jesse is being added to my list of Slashers! Expect more to come for him! I’m also open for ideas for him, so let me know if you have an idea.

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Isaac (Part 2)

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How do you tell the person you've just started dating that you're expecting his child? It's the question that has been bothering me since I left the doctor's office. So many emotions in such a short time. I was hoping to be a father sometime in my life, but with Sandra. Since I started dating Isaac I discarded that option, I don't know why I did it. Prejudice, for sure, I come from a traditional family and two men being fathers together was not usual. I thought I would have to adopt or use a surrogate to be a dad in the future. And it turns out that I am finally one of those few men who can get pregnant and as luck would have it, I am expecting Isaac's child.

I needed to clear my head before I got home, so I didn't go back by bus, I decided to take a walk around town until I got to Isaac's apartment. I stopped at a shop window, my reflection in the glass already showed a belly that a few months ago was not there. My breakup with Sandra resulted in my anxiety about food. In just a couple of weeks I put on 50 pounds, I look like a cow. I've always been a glutton. It was the reason I started playing soccer, to stay in shape. Since I stopped playing soccer I had lost muscle, but I never put on as much weight as I did in those days. I lost some weight these last few weeks, but the belly was still there. It wasn't very big, because I'm a big man, but it definitely showed. As I looked at myself in the window I put my hands on my belly and rubbed it. I didn't look too bad, I even looked sexy. I better get used to it because this little one is only going to get bigger.

I arrived home two hours later, on the way I stopped to buy some donuts and eat them in the park in the sun. Was it the first craving? Isaac arrives home at 20:00 from the university where he is a literature professor. I prepared a special dinner, decorated the table for the occasion and dressed more elegant than usual.

When Isaac arrived he greeted me with a romantic kiss and a hug. When he saw the beautifully decorated table he asked me if we were celebrating something and I told him I had a surprise for him.

"Honey, as you know, today I had an appointment at the doctor's because of my belly, which was harder than usual. He said there's nothing wrong with me" I said and Isaac made a relieved face, he held my hands to reassure me. "The thing is... it turns out... I'm pregnant... I'm expecting your child", as I told him about it his face drew an expression of greater surprise. I haven't known Isaac for a long time and I wasn't able to interpret what he was thinking at that very moment.

There was an eternal silence. It would barely last a few seconds, but for me it was the longest moment of my life. Isaac grabbed me again with his big, warm hands. At that moment a sense of peace washed over me. "It's all right. I'm not going to lie to you if I tell you that I didn't expect to be a dad so young, but I think you're the father I always dreamed of for my children. I love you so much, Daniel," he said, looking into my eyes with emotion. After that, we kissed passionately.

"According to what he told me, I'm a one month pregnant, so if I do the math, it had to be the first time we slept together. It's one of the few times we've fucked without a condom, so it has to be from that day. I have no doubt," I said. Actually, this detail didn't matter anymore. I could see Isaac's excitement overflowing. His eyes were shining like never before. I don't think anyone had ever looked at me with as much love and admiration as he did at that moment.

The following weeks were complicated. I kept having morning sickness. My appetite grew and I regained the weight I had managed to lose since I started dating Isaac. My doubts about my body returned, but he made sure to remind me that he met me with a belly and that it was one of the parts of my body he liked the most. In fact, whenever he had the chance he would show it to me. I worked part-time as an IT guy and the rest of the day I spent walking, eating and resting until Isaac came home in the evening. Since we found out we were going to be parents our sexual activity has multiplied. From what they say, pregnant women enjoy sex more in the final months, but my body is already enjoying it from the beginning.

By the time I was two months pregnant, I weighed 230 pounds. For someone who for many years had been under 170 pounds, it was a major change. Most of my clothes no longer fit. Actually, they hadn't fit for months, although I didn't want to admit it. With the belly I gained after the separation, all my shirts were tight. And now my pants started to fit tight too. I had to buy a lot of new clothes in very large sizes so that they would fit me for a longer period of time. With the new clothes I could look like I wasn't pregnant, just a little chubbier than usual.

We decided not to tell our friends and family until I had a new ultrasound and they checked to make sure everything was perfect. We both wanted to share the news with our loved ones, especially with Isaac's friends, with whom we met almost every day. With them I felt very supported and understood from the first day. They made me feel like one of the group of friends, even before Isaac and I started dating. I had more in common with them than I did with my high school or college friends. I would even hang out with Bruce, Ken, Tom and Justin when Isaac was at home preparing for his classes. They had become my family.

The day of the ultrasound came. I left work and headed to the hospital. I was excited, eager to find out if everything was going well. The bus arrived, I entered the hospital and stood in the waiting room. Isaac was already arriving, he had taken his car from the university and in a few minutes he would be with me to go in for the ultrasound together.

As I waited, a woman with a huge belly sat next to me, she must be about to give birth. I looked up and saw it was Sandra, and she looked very sad. "Hello, Sandra, it's been a long time, how are you doing" I asked her. Deep down I would have preferred that meeting not to have taken place. She burst into tears without answering me.

When the crying passed, she looked at me and said, "I missed you Dan. Everything was easier with you. But look at me, about to give birth, abandoned by Peter and without a job. I've screwed it all up." I didn't think her life was so bad, why would Peter leave her? "I see you're doing better, you're glowing. Your cousin told me that after our breakup you had a hard time and put on a lot of weight, but now you had met someone and were very happy. I imagine that if you are in this clinic it will be because you are going to be a father. Congratulations," she told me in a reproachful tone.

"That's right, I'm going to be a dad in about seven months. There's still a long way to go, but I'm very excited," I told her. I knew those words didn't help to lighten the mood, but inside I was so happy since I knew I was pregnant that I didn't care about anything else. Just then Isaac came into the waiting room and kissed me before sitting down next to me. "Sandra, this is Isaac, my boyfriend. Isaac, this is Sandra, my ex-wife," I introduced them. Isaac offered his hand in greeting, but Sandra remained disgruntled.

"Your boyfriend? Are you gay? Did you use a surrogate to become parents?" Sandra asked. Isaac and I looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. "Yes, we're boyfriends. I met him at soccer few weeks after our divorce and, although it took us a while to become boyfriends, I think I fell in love with him from that day on," I said looking Isaac in the eye, even though I was responding to Sandra. "No, we didn't resort to a surrogate," Isaac said putting his hand on my belly and rubbing it, while looking at me and winking. That gesture didn't help with Sandra, but it came naturally to Isaac.

"Wait, what, you got pregnant?" said Sandra in surprise. "That's right, I happen to be unknowingly one of the few men in the world who can get pregnant. It wasn't a wanted thing, but we're so happy to be able to be dads," I told her. She gasped. It was normal, the man she had been married to for three years was standing in front of her with a boyfriend and announcing that he was expecting a child. At that moment we were called to the office. Isaac and I got up immediately and I said goodbye to Sandra. Isaac approached her and invited her to come to our house for dinner that night to continue getting to know each other and talk. Although I didn't really feel like being with Sandra, this kind of gesture is what made me fall in love with Isaac. She, to my surprise, gladly accepted the invitation. It was the first moment that day that I really saw her happy.

I lay down on the table and the doctor started the ultrasound. He said he could feel my belly a little bigger and firmer than last time, that was a good sign. Isaac didn't stop holding my hand at any time, he was so excited about this pregnancy. The doctor confirmed my suspicions, there was more than one baby. "Congratulations to both of you, you are expecting triplets." Three babies? I thought it would be two, three is a lot. My face was terrified. If expecting one child already scared me, and the thought of two terrified me, three made me panic. At that moment I thought about how much I was going to get fat, how it would change my life to have three babies to support. A feeling of responsibility and fear at the same time.

I looked at Isaac and he was ecstatic, the sparkle in his eyes was bigger than ever. "Oh, how wonderful my love, we are going to be daddies to three beautiful babies. I love you so much," he said and kissed me immediately. As it always happens to me, his kisses give me peace, all my doubts and fears disappeared instantly. This man has the ability to make me feel in seventh heaven. I was carrying three children of the man I love, what could be better than that.

To be continued...

#mpreg #mpreg story #pregnant man #pregnant guy #male pregnancy #prengant #man pregnant #gay #Isaac

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vulnonapixs-marvel-corner · 5 months

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Uhh, hi… I have a request.

A chaiflower with gayatri (I forgot the name of their ship) where one of them notices miles has freckles and gushes at how cute they are.

(I really wish I can explain it further but my head is too full… <- I don’t wanna explaining this)

This is so adorable! I love it! Its, sad that i couldn't give it any honor. 😭

I also have another version that plays with the fact that Pavitir hadn't yet seen his face

"Can I see your face?"

Pavitr nearly choked on his spit and stared at his girlfriend in shock, as she leaned into Miles's space.

"I know that you have a secret identity and all, but I'd like to get to know the person who saved my dad. Pav can vouch for me."

They sat on the roof of a construction site, away from the eyes and ears of the world.

Just the three of them, after he had asked for the black-cladded Spiderman's help with dealing with his world's electro.

That little shit was an ashole to deal with and Miles just happened to be immune against any kind of electricity.

Fighting with him had made things a lot easier, even if he still felt as if he was made out of bruises.

Nothing that his healing factor and a few kisses from his girlfriend wouldn't fix and certainly better than the electric burns he would have gotten otherwise.

He let himself fall into her lap and gave his friend a cheerful smile.

"Don't worry about her! She is my woman in the chair and utterly trustworthy."

To make his case clear he nodded, as Gayatri leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on his nose.

It made him blush happily, as the pain all but disappeared

Telling her about Spiderman was truly the smartest thing he has done in his entire life.

He could practically feel the other boy roll his eyes at him in a good-natured way.

"I will choose to believe the guy that would destroy the universe for his beautiful girl. Sure~"

He drew the Sure out and it was clear that the boy was smiling as he said it.

Pavitr couldn't help the laugh bubbling from his chest.

"That's rich coming from you Mr. Daddy's boy! "

He truly did deserve the web hitting his face, as both Gayatri and Miles broke into laughter themselves.

It was a miracle that they could joke about what happened.

His Dimension was fine, the spot collapsed into himself, and Mr

Morales got away with a broken leg.

Sure, the HQ was in shambles and everyone was reorganizing and the trust he once held with his friends was broken, but nothing that time wouldn't heal.

It's what he hoped.

Even though he still wakes up from nightmares where he is cradling his beloved's cold body whilst Hobie and Gwen just watch.

Not that this mattered.

"YOU CRULE MONSTER! MY POOR HAIR!"

Their laughter became louder, as cold fingers gently detached the web.

Seems like Miles exhausted himself in the fight after all.

He should probably get him a blanket and some chai.

"Poor you... Everyone is being mean to you. "

He wanted to throw a comment at his friend's head, as his dark brown eyes were captured by honey brown ones.

Miles must have slipped down his mask after blinding him and it made his brain freeze.

It slowly occurred to him that he never really saw the other's face.

"Hey there!"

The other boy had freckles that littered his face like stars and a smile that seemed to shine like the sun.

It was unexpected.

Not that he expected anything at all.

"I hope that I am not all too disappointing!"

#request #asks #chaiflower #chaimodel #chaimodelflower #i think thats the ship name #atsv miles morales #atsv pavitr #atsv Gayatri

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khrused-archived · 3 months

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PEOPLE I'D LIKE TO GET TO KNOW BETTER!

alias / name: honey

birthday: april 30th

zodiac sign: taurus

height: exactly 5ft lol

hobbies: writing, crochet, scrap booking and singing!

favorite color: lavender

favorite book: probably the count of monte cristo or the picture of dorian gray

last song: phobia by stray kids <33

last film / show: currently on my sex and the city binge

recent reads: i haven't read a book completely since highschool lol i started reading the night circus last year bit haven't finished it

inspiration: for hera? tbh hera as a character was initially inspired by my personal trauma, my mother's trauma, by being a daughter watching my mother survive and grow into the amazing woman she is. hera is quite literally a love letter to my own mother, to women in general, and to myself <33 no matter what we've been through, we survive. we learn to love ourselves. we heal. <3 i am also inspired heavily of course by greek mythos. hera is especially inspired by aphrodi'te, hekate, and persephone

story behind url: a play of words! KHRUSE is an epithet of aphrodi'te (who her blessing was meant to emulate). khruse - meaning golden and pure. i chose this epithet not only because of its meaning and how it can translate to play on hera's appearance and story. but also because when you say it aloud, it kinda sounds like curse. i added the d for extra effect!

fun fact about me: i'm actually a professionally trained opera singer and had a brief career before i quit (due to mental health). i actually traveled and sang throughout italy, my last performance was back in 2016 at carnegie hall, and most recently i was invited to audition for the royal opera house but it was too expensive to fly out and they wanted me to stay if i got hired on the spot which i just couldn't do so last minute

tagged by: @4ger <333 ty my love! tagging: @riselazarus , @trickstercaptain / @immobiliter , @parieur , @alicesaved / @synchronzed , @dustwife !!

#𝐈. too gay to function ( . . . ) out of character.#𝐈𝐈𝐈. answered ( . . . ) sweet as cherry wine.#i miss singing so much but i don't miss the toll it had #on my mental health #especially in the classical world #im still trying to learn to just enjoy making music again #and not being “perfect”

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nooblord9001 · 16 days

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Are there any particular types of asks that you would mostly want in your inbox?

Questions about my amateur attempts at writing and/or game development (OCs, Settings, Thematic Intentions, Inspirations, etc.) would be the Dopamine shots directly into my bloodstream.

NSFW questions are also a topic I'll gladly get into if prompted; years ago, this account was supposed to be my NSFW alt, after all.

Speaking of which, I will acknowledge requests to elaborate on specific parts of my history on the internet over the years and how that's affected me as a person For-Better-and-For-Worse-- including matters of politics, drama, content creators I've engaged with over the years, oversharing about my personal life (within limits), etc. --provided everyone in said discussion agrees to behave themselves. I will attempt to hear out criticisms of my own behavior over the years that's made in good faith, and I'll at least flippantly respond to criticisms I sense were being made in bad faith... but I will NOT dignify attempts to weaponize me or my words against the people whom associate with me either online or offline.

Generally interesting questions or even just little Icebreakers, while not at the top of my wish list, would be appreciated as well.

Last but not necessarily least, I'll gladly attempt to provide hot takes on this-or-that media, provided I've actually engaged with enough to comfortably have opinions about. In fact, I might as well provide a non-exhaustive list under the cut:

Stuff I've engaged with and am confident enough in my experiences with it to have Opinions on:

TCoA&L (Duh)

Huniepop 1 (LMAO)

Doki Doki Literature Club

Wizard 101

World of Warcraft

Kingdom Hearts

Nier: Automata

Metal Gear Solid

Deus Ex (not quite as much the first game, but definitely HR & MD)

Halo MCC (Fucking SOMEHOW!?!)

Mass Effect Trilogy

Star Wars

Haven

Portal Duology

Most Nintendo Stuff (remind me to elaborate at some point. or don't. whichever floats your boat)

Most Superhero Films (remind me to elaborate at some point. or don't. whichever floats your boat)

Most Pixar Films (remind me to elaborate at some point. or don't. whichever floats your boat)

ATLA

Owl House

Hazbin Hotel

Various, Assorted Science Fiction Films

Dungeons & Dragons 5E 😒

Stuff I haven't directly engaged in, but thanks to cultural osmosis I've absorbed enough information second-hand to have Strong Feelings About (almost always negative, unless specified):

Soulsborne games

Anything made by David Cage

Catradora

Stuff I've engaged with, but for one reason or another, would struggle to provide anything remotely insightful or interesting to say about them other then either "yeah i like it" or "yeah i should finish watching/playing that at some point":

Bionicle

Honey Girl

The Big Bang Theory

Horizon Duology

Soulstice

Fighting Games (Namely SoulCalibur, Tekken, with a bit of Street Fighter and Skullgirls)

Control

Resident Evil

Fallout games

Sanic stuff

Metroid

Final Fantasy XIV

Magic: The Gathering

Pathfinder 2E

Lancer

Battletech

Transformers

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Imagine being Goo Inhyuk's significant other.

Imagine being the older sibling of Yoo Jiyoung, the most powerful awakened one of South Korea as well as the youngest to ever become one, and Jisuk, one of the top four prodigy of the next generation among the country. As well the lover of Goo Inhyuk, one of the top twenty awakened of the country. If there is one thing notable about you other than the fact that you're a normal human being, unlike your siblings and lover, you are not an awakened one. Anyways, you are currently running a few corporations under Shinhwa as well as planning to expand your influence in the political world.

Imagine being on your office at home like usual, countless piles of documents right in front of you as you lean back on your chair, cat purring on your lap as you focused on the chart on your tablet you are currently holding. Charts and detailed reports flashed across the screen, causing your brows to frown. "Not a bad project proposal, but this won't do."

Imagine being so focused on the document you did not even notice your lover entered your office, tray of snack, both yours, and for the cat in your lap in his hands. It was one of the rare days where he got to have a day off under your young sister Jiyoung. Normally, even though he liked it and is tempted, he wouldn't have accepted. He had nothing to do at home after all, plus he could just help his sister in law with the matters that needed to be done in the office. But upon hearing that you did not come home in the Yoo residence, but in fact at his home, he had no choice but to accept it.

Imagine the way he crept behind you, silently placing the tray on his hand on the table, raising a brow when you didn't even look up from your device, but upon noticing hkw focused you are, he gently place down a hand on your shoulder causing you to flinch, normally an ordinary person would have probably jumped off but yoh manage to remain calm and slowly raise your head. And upon looking up, there you see your lover, yet to remove his hand on your shoulder looking down at you with a gentle smile on his face.

"You didn't tell me you're coming home today." "I know you're busy, you're rarely home after all. Plus, there was no one in the Yoo residence, the staffs were on vacation and Jisuk was at his friend?" You replied with a small smile. "Still you should have given me a heads up, If it wasn't for the chairwoman I wouldn't have known that you're here." "I came to stay in here just for the night, I got matters to deal with the company by tomorrow and I.. Just want to rest for the day." "So today's your day off? Thats one more reason for you to inform me then" He chuckle, leaning down to steal a kiss from you before picking up the cat on your lap.

"I know better than to get in your way honey, you're more busy than I am after all." You spoke, finally letting go of the tablet on your hands as you place it on the table. "Busy? That's not true, you're far more busy than us. I mean even now in your day off you're doing nothing but work." He tease causin you to pout as you rech out for the snack on the table, watching him as play with your cat. "Come on, I was really planning to rest, but then I started feeling restless so I got no choice but to work on something." "One more reason for you to give me a heads up, don't you think?" ".... Alright, I was wrong."

Imagine it's been a long time since the two of you have actually been on each other's presence. After all, it's not like the two of you lived together. Most of the time you would spend most of your time in the company and barely have time for anything else after you starts to take interest in politics. Same goes with Inhyuk having his own responsibilities of assisting your young sister as well as the responsibilities of as one to the top twenty awakened one in your country. Thats why it was really a big deal for both of you to tell each other about your day offs and break. Because there was no other way of seeing each other, other than those days which you happened to have now.

Imagine standing up from your seat as you approach your lover a couple of steps away from you with your lovely cat in hand. "Sorry, Jisuk told me about the recent incident and thought you would be busy, so I didn't contact you." You spoke as you stood in front of him, then you kiss him on the cheeks. "Forgive me?"

Imagine the way his lips tug up into a grin, then he look down at the cat on his arms. "What do you think, cutie? Should we forgive 'em?" He spoke to the cat on his arms before she jump off and went towards you, brushing her body on your leg causing you to look back at your lover with a smirk on your face. "Our baby says to forgive me." "Yeah, she's been missing you for awhile now." "Hmm. I could tell." "Well, me too."

Imagine the way you stare at him after that, the way you just stare at each other, letting time pass by. "I said me too." "Yeah I know, it wouldn't be weird if you don't miss our ba-" "I miss you too, I'm talking about you." "Oh." You stopped, then you look away, cheeks slowly heating up.

Imagine if there was one thing Goo Inhyuk was crazy about other than cats. That would be you. You who he value the most. It may not be obvious to other, after all, not so many knew about your relationship, but that wasn't important at all. You may rarely see each other right now as well as barely have time for one another. But what's important is that by the end of the day, the love that you both have for each other is still there, never-ending and only for each other.

"Since both of us got nothing to do how about we go out?" "Sure, where do you want to go?" "There was a cat cafe I've been hearing for awhile now. How about we go there?" "Oh I would love to." "Haha I knew you would." "So how was my siblings nowadays?" "Hmm? They're doing fine nowadays.."

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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years

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Hi! How are you? I hope you are doing well <3. So I was thinking about a story where Gareth has a crush on y/n who is secretly dating Eddie. And when eddie discovers this crush on y/n he is suuuper jealous.

Bye 💕

I'm doing okay honey, I hope that you're well. This is the second request from you of the night! I hope you enjoy!!

It's almost sweet that Gareth thinks that I'm just walking around, single and ready to mingle.

In the world of Hawkins, you can't just be single without explanation but you can't outright say that you're taken by someone. If you're single then you're on everyone's radar, but if you're taken, then the person you're taken by is suddenly on everyone's radar.

So, naturally, Eddie and I came up with the perfect plan.

We would date in secret after being in love with each other for almost five years and we would be vague enough to keep everyone off of our backs. If someone asked, we'd just say that we were seeing someone and weren't available, To make it better, people out in public don't approach us if we're together because they assume we were together.

It's all been going smoothly, until Gareth.

He's a sweet guy, honestly, but not my type; heavy metal dungeon masters apparently are though. It's not like Gareth had to outright tell me that he was madly in love with me, all he had to do was give me those familiar heart eyes and constantly follow me like a lost puppy.

It's sweet but he doesn't exactly pick up on the fact that I'm not interested nor am I available, no matter how many times I talk about my 'secret guy' when we're at Hellfire. So the only thing I could think of recently to fix the issue of him liking me a bit too much is to tell Eddie and maybe Eddie would finally be comfortable telling the Hellfire club.

Maybe.

"On the phone you sounded freaked, you okay?" Eddie asks, sliding down between my legs as he rests his chin against my pelvis, barely giving me time to register that he just walked into my room announched. I giggle quietly, reaching down to brush my knuckles over his cheek.

"I'm okay, just have something on my mind." I offer with a small smile, feeling his shoulders deflate and his fingers play with the corners of my shirt. "What if I told you that someone is interested in me?" I mutter, biting at the inside of my cheek as I watch Eddie's gaze go from playful to deadly in a matter of a second.

His jaw clenches as he looks up at me, curious but also maybe a bit jealous? His tongue sweeps out over his lips as he nods me on, not saying anything before hearing the rest of the story.

"It's Gareth. The guy practically follows me drooling." I chuckle, trying to ease the tension but the minute the name leaves my lips, he's sitting up, jaw now dropped and his cheeks are red in fury.

"Gareth?" He asks, trying to keep his cool but just like Eddie does with trying to conceal is anger, he fails. He stutters out a few words that aren't really words and his hands immediately start to fly as he rants. "I mean, is the kid blind? He must watch us and how we act together- fuck, you sit on my lap 24-fucking-7 during campaigns-"

"I don't know, Eds. I just feel bad for him, I figured since you guys are friends that you could let him, and maybe the rest of them, in on our secret." I offer gently, reaching up to take his hands in mine, pulling him back down to reality as his brows relax, lips parting softly at my words.

"You want me to tell them that we're together? I thought..." He trails off, sinking down into the bed beside me with a small smile. I just nod with a simple shrug. "I mean, yeah, I'd be down to tell them all that you're mine, especially if it means that they all know you're mine." There's a sense of protectiveness behind his words and he almost sounds territorial, eyes raking over me as I grin wickedly.

"Yeah?" I ask, rolling over to straddle his hips without effort. He gawks up at me, grinning through a smirk as he scoffs, planting his hands on my thighs. "How badly do you wanna get that point across?" I ask, cocking my head as he sucks in a breath.

"Badly. Enough that I'm fighting the urge to call dear old Gareth and fuck you hard while he listens."

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