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mlobsters · 7 months

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supernatural s10e1 black (w. jeremy carver)

this show started airing when i was 25 and i wonder how i would have received it then. anyway, was appreciating that i don't have to wait to find out what the demon!dean fallout will be. ...actually i don't think i'm up for this today. tbc

the sam that dean was expecting while he was in purgatory

so is this a padalecki injury or a sam injury? he (jared) seems pretty accident prone. i'm in a rather dismal mood, might need to push this off to day 3.

all right we're back, third time's a charm! with a worse-than-usual migraine. i think that's part of why i was feeling so irritable and shitty yesterday evening. prodromal situation

.asp made me giggle. first job doing web development stuff, i did asp back in 2000/2001.

Active Server Pages (ASP) is Microsoft's first server-side scripting language and engine for dynamic web pages. It was first released in December 1996, before being superseded in January 2002 by ASP.NET.

okay, drama

CASTIEL I can help. SAM Cas...we tried that. CASTIEL Sam...you can't blame what that demon did to your shoulder on me; you were out of... SAM I'm not, I'm not blaming anything on you. What happened, happened, and...you need to be worrying about yourself. I really shouldn't have bothered you.

cas has got the heavenly tuberculosis now too. if tumblr's search wasn't broken i'd link to my post where i think i called the... trials that? maybe

SAM Good. I'm alright. I'm just...tired, you know. Be better when we get him back...after...after I kick his butt. CASTIEL I miss him.

this is where you say "me too", sam. also

CASTIEL Well then, who wrote the note? If there's any chance...any chance at all that Dean is still... SAM Still...even remotely Dean?

and then he just hangs up? i laughed. were you raised in a barn, sam??? (i mean.) say goodbye :p

oh no. nonono. i cannot deal with dean singing badly. i really dislike this tonal whiplash that seems more common in these later seasons. big serious feelings then straight into ha ha bad singing, witty banter with the lady and crowley, extremely cheesy western standoff music and acting over foosball.

is this what crowley wants to do with dean? replace sam? definitely isn't going to be beating the simp charges if that is actually the case. please be slightly more complicated in motivation, crowley, i know you have it in you

is demon!dean's voice even lower?

she reminds me of a mix between samantha smith (mary winchester) and katie cassidy (og ruby, my fave). maybe this is the same problem i have with blond guys. all occupy the same spot in the brain

funny how parting his hair makes him look so different. it's a good look on him with it ruffled up

sam of course has a new haircut, not my favorite. kind of a weird bob in the back

i know they're committed to the classic car bit, but that yacht cas is driving must get like 5mpg. lol this site where you can report actual usage, only 2 people with similar models - one person getting around 8mpg, other 10

laughed out loud. handy they put the little hashtag viva abaddon on their message to have sam conveniently stumble upon

CROWLEY Moose. Took you long enough. Your brother and I were beginning to wonder if you'd hit another dog. You know?

ooh burn

SAM I don't know how you did this, what kind of... Black-magic stunt you pulled, but hear me --I will save my brother or die trying. CROWLEY You know what tickles me about all this? It's what's really eating you up. You don't care that he's a demon. Heck, you've been a demon. We've all been demons. No, it's that he's with me and he's having the time of his life. You can't stand the fact that he's mine.

um, ok

SAM He's not your pet. CROWLEY My pet? He's my best friend, my partner in crime. They'll write songs about us, graphic novels. “The Misadventures of Growley and Squirrel." Dean Winchester completes me, and that's what makes you lose your chickens.

tough but fair

boop boop tracking

oh nic, you thought the heavenly politics plotline was done, sweet summer child

DEAN Okay, see, the deal was we howl at the moon -- no time stamp, no expiration date. CROWLEY We've howled. We've bayed. We've done extraordinary things to triplets, all of which have been massively entertaining. I will treasure our Flickr albums forever.

porn of dean with crowley and triplets, okay. that's... a lot

CROWLEY Think of it --the king of hell, Dean Winchester by his side. Together we rule. Together we create the perfect hell. And all of this that's bloomed between us never ends. We're not ending the party. We're just moving the party. Out with the club circuit, in with the stadium tour.

all right so he's tolerating dean's hot demon summer earthly antics but really just wants dean to be his knight in hell

DEAN He traced the call. CROWLEY My bad. I guess he'll be here by morning -- the latest. DEAN You sold me out. Well, that's just lovely. CROWLEY I don't know what's going on with you. I truly don't. But I've had just about enough of it. Sold you out? Try “doing you a favor.” everything I've done for you for the past six months -- the mark, the First Blade, midwifing you back to life, offering you a seat by my side -- has been a favor, a gift, whether you see it or you don't. Take the night. Decide. You know where to find me.

midwifing mhmm.

i'm vaguely aware of some stuff that happens between sam and demon!dean but i don't know the timeline per usual. though i did sneak a look at something so i know when it ends episode-wise

feel like we (i) need a comparison chart of soulless vs moc!demonization

more karaoke? please. 😩 this little drama with the woman from the roadhouse, i guess they're trying to show facets of how he's different and how he's not? like there must be part of him still in there if he suggests they go somewhere together?

and sam's kidnapped, okay. insert me complaining about too much shit happening. there's some little guitar riffs in this scene that remind me of twilight, hard. i thought it was in the scene where edward comes racing in to save bella from getting assaulted with his fancy volvo moves, but wasn't. not worth trying to dig up i'm sure

DEAN No, you listen to me. There's no trade. There's no meet-up. There's no nothing -- except the 100% guarantee that, somewhere down the road, I will find you, and I will kill you. COLE Well, that'll be a cold comfort to your dead brother. DEAN I told him to let me go. So whatever jam he's in now, that is his problem. COLE Yeah, well, I'll be sure to pass that on to him as I'm slitting his throat. DEAN Yeah, you do that, 'cause he knows me. And he knows damn sure that if I am one thing, I am a man of my word.

i dunno. i can see how this should be fun, in theory. i am not feeling it and it feels like a pacing plus the couldn't-care-less angel stuff being wedged in issue. and/or i'm extra weary of inter(intra)brother stress

almost prolonged this to 4 days because i can't shut up and it's late

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 10x01 #jeremy carver #demon dean

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dimiclaudeblaigan · 1 year

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IS is using Female Alear more to make up for the fact that they're going to be using Male Alear for the Engage manga coming out. Makes sense though since they're putting the Engage manga in a Shonen magazine and the manga is more likely to catch on with a male audience if they can self-insert as a male protagonist rather than a female protagonist. If they did a Three Houses manga, you can bet that they'd use Male Byleth as well and have him end up with Edelgard or Rhea in CF and SS respectively and probably two different girls in VW and AM. But knowing IS, they'd only adapt CF or SS rather than VW or AM. : /

Oh, no, I didn't mean IS. I was referring to the players, between the reviewers and the current players with the game being officially out. I just noticed that every single player I've ever seen on any site except Tumblr (YT, Twitter, etc) uses female Alear. Byleth was more varied, and even if female Byleth was more popular, it wasn't too difficult to find players using male Byleth.

Honestly, I think the reason they didn't adapt Houses is because they'd get backlash no matter what route they chose, from everyone who wanted the other routes. It would be a lot of work to do four entries for each route, even if they split the work between four different groups of writers/artists/editors/etc. It would also cost them a fair bit of money I'm sure, because while afaik manga itself isn't too expensive on its own to create, having to pay the people working on it would get pricey if they actually did all four of them.

Generally they seem to consider SS their canon route when it comes to non-Houses material (like Engage, though it's only implied through Byleth iirc, because each house leader talks about Byleth as if Byleth was their house's teacher. The consistency is misty in that regard, but it makes sense to keep everyone playing the game happy).

Other than that, in terms of Houses and its marketing directly, they tend to lean toward CF being the "canon" (?) route, that being, they don't directly come out and say it is, but they market with EdeIgard harder than any other character in the franchise itself (including, yes, their actual most popular character in the entire franchise itself, Ike). Since they market her so heavily, they have to imply they're marketing her route for her, whereas when it's just Byleth and it's a situation like Engage when he can speak to other characters with no specific route mentioned, it's more implied to be SS for him (which also makes sense as the fourth route and him being the fourth main lord).

The thing that just bugs me with their marketing for Houses is that they originally did market it in the Direct trailers as specifically three routes. They were all marketed pretty fairly in the very beginning, but then people saw a hot "girlboss" with an axe and went with her route (and that's true for both people who ended up not liking her and people who did. It's just that people's first impressions were pretty much automatically hot chick mc with axe. I have friends who either went with CF first and hated it and some who considered it but haven't played the game itself yet, but decided not play her route if they ever play the game because they don't like EdeIgard herself).

Nowadays it's not marked anything like the original trailers that fairly expressed how it's a game of multiple routes and that none of them are the "true" route. Even now that's technically true and they have to stand by that for consistency, but they've definitely blurred the line for the sake of money. Tbh I'm not even sure how IntSys sees Houses' fame, because yes it's a very popular game, but it's also now the most infamous game in the series... which is a feat, considering Fates was the most controversial prior. Fates' stuff was nothing like Houses though and the amount of fandom wank that existed in that fandom wasn't even remotely like Houses'. It just makes me wonder if IS is aware that Houses is kinda looked down upon and is infamous now for its fanbase being literally disgusting and full of harmful individuals.

Of course, we're definitely likely to see an increase in FE7 fandom wank and the return of violent, aggressive Lyn ship wars and Eliwood ship wars. Now that they've announced it's coming to the Switch, I do totally expect that fandom to be up and at 'em with the wank and using it as an excuse to fight with other fans and toss around nasty comments to other players. I mean, it was bad enough originally, but now we have this new wave of crazy players who belong in a psych ward (and I'm not even saying that sarcastically, I'm saying that tons of idiots on the internet who behave the way they do literally need to be in a psych ward and I wouldn't make fun of that bc I've literally been in one for my own health some years ago). Can't expect the game to just bring in happy fans who are glad to see it return, since that will probably be buried by whacked out assholes.

Get ready for the stans to be like "Ninian evil, she dragon! Humans fought dragons in the past bc dragons evil!" and that will be our new Eliwood ship war starter line.

#DCB Ask #I wish I was joking abt that last part abt Ninian LOL but knowing fans these days mm-mm #I'm going to play the game when it's available and I'm just gonna cry about my menz Kent and Ephidel being back #Kent was my very first FE blorbo and I wuvvie him

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creepytoes88 · 3 years

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His cumslut part 2 (1 of 2)

Vinnie’s POV

it's been a week since I made Y/n my true cumslut she's really taken on the responsibility, sometimes she takes it further than I would have ever dreamed. The next morning I woke up to an empty bed so I pulled on boxers head downstairs, I can hear Y/n doing the dishes mmmm that means breakfast the closer I get the more I can smell the bacon and pancakes. I close my eyes taking a deep breath “good morning and-” I stop talking the minute my eyes landed on Y/n, there she stood the love of my life butt ass naked with an apron on that says “Daddy’s Favorite cook!♥️” and a pair of black stilettos she turns around whipping her hands on her short apron. She looks beautiful her hair is done natural and it looks like she’s only wearing mascara, her beautiful smile brings me back to earth ”Morning Daddy! How did you sleep?” she asks in a sweet voice she then walks over to me laying a sweet kiss on my lips. She takes my breath with her when she pulls away to flip the last couple of pancakes while she was busy with food I took a good look at her. Her soft legs looking extra long with her back muscles moving with her, my eyes trail down to her butt my favorite thing about her physique the little bowtie sitting pretty just above her back dimples and her love handles making the apron sit a little higher on her hips driving me absolutely insane. ” I love your apron baby,” I say in a sweet voice completely ignoring the elegant in the room she turns around after putting the last pancake on a plate ”Awe thank you I couldn't find an adult one that said anything with Daddy on it so I got a kids one!” she says with a blush ”can you do a spin for me pretty?” I ask in a low voice wondering if she will or not, immediately she hands me a plate full of food before turning around for a second as my eyes scan her perfect body before she turns back to me ”Although I love your apron baby do you think you could take it off now and eat breakfast with me?” I ask with a grin she simply smiles pulling on the bow before walking to the pantry and hanging it on the door handle. She turns back towards me and smiles ”better Daddy?” Y/n asks as she does a little spin ”oh it’s perfect Princess” she grabs her food walking to the table before sitting down. A filthy idea pops into my head ”hey baby?” she looks up at me before swallowing her food ”Yes Daddy” she smiles ”will you sit on the table right in front of me?” she looks at me with wide-eyed for a second ”wha-” I laugh as I grab her food placing it right in front of my plate ”Stand up and sit on the table, Kris Kross” she stands up crawling on the table

”good girl...Now spread your legs so I can see your beautiful pussy, baby” a deep red blush runs across her face ”but your eating Da-” I grab the leg on top of the other pulling it away from the other. She goes silent before moving them so I can make eye contact with her core I look up at her ”have you done your yoga today? I ask as another idea pops into my head she shakes her head no ”Oh well after you eat you should do it in the living room so I can watch” I said shamelessly she looks up at me biting her lip ”do you want me to face away from you?” she asked. I hadn't even thought of that I could totally watch from behind her my cock was extremely hard it almost hurt I was done eating and so was Y/n she just sat there watching me ”Princess do you think you could give me a blowie-” she jumped up from her spot rushing over to me ”I thought you were never going to ask!” she says with excitement dropping to her knees in front of me ”You didn't let me finish pet” I say with a chuckle as I run my hand through her hair and down her face stroking her soft cheek. ”Do you think you could suck Daddy off without your hand's cutie?” a devilish look overcomes her features as she nods her head confidently ”Do you want me to tie them back or do you have a plan for them?” I ask with a laugh not expecting an answer ”Can I keep at least one so I can play with your balls Pleeeeease?” she lets out with a pouty face her innocent eyes run over me as I nod pulling my boxers down. I feel like I'm gonna explode but Y/n doesn't waste any time on grabbing ahold of my balls in one hand and using the other to rub my inner thigh her tongue drawing lines on the under vain of my cock making my tip ooze with pre-cum she licks it off before taking me in her mouth completely the way her warm mouth engulfed my cock making the world stop her soft cheeks rubbing against the sides of my cock. I grab a hand full of her hair pushing the rest of my cock down her throat I can feel her gag around me making me thrust inside of her once again she pinched my inner thigh as a warning she couldn't breathe immediately I let go of her hair. She pulls off of me with a pop looking me in the eyes ”I want you to cum all over my body Daddy” I drop my mouth in surprise but before I could say anything she takes me to the back of her throat her drool rolling down to my balls I can feel them tighten and I quickly grab her head pushing it down so her nose is against my pubic bone my little stomach hairs tickling her nose as her eyes roll back in her head. I gasp and moan when I release my load down her throat ”fuck baby I'm gonna cum all over your body right after you do your yoga, remember it doesn't work if you don't do it every day!” I say with a shit-eating grin she used to use that as an excuse to not have sex with me ”Babeee stooooop I gotta do my yoga or it doesn't work” she would say giggling before running off. What a different day it is today she comeback downstairs with her mat setting it beside me she grabs the remote control turning on her yoga class. I move the coffee table before laying the mat right at my feet if I sit up just right her ass will be in my face I just know it. I bite my lip taking a seat back on the couch she looks at where I placed the mat before laughing at me Y/n walks over kissing my lips and running her hand down my chest ”I love you, Nasty” she says quietly kissing my lips again before walking away to start stretching I can feel the butterfly's in my stomach come to life spreading over my body when she used that nickname. I got comfortable on the couch watching as she lifted her arms about her head taking deep breathes, and then she brings them down to her sides before leaning down to touch her toes I could see a glimpse of her lips before she stood back up. She spreads her legs a little wider before bending sideways on both sides with her torso she then leans down to touch her toes again. This time I can see everything thing, I bite my lip as I lean forward landing a open hand smack on her ass cheek ”show Daddy how much of a slut-

Sorry y'all it got cut off lol it's too long for Tumblr for some reason lol

#smut #vinnie hacker x reader #hypehousesmut #smut imagine #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie hacker

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gemsofgreece · 3 years

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Bad Boys of the Greek Cuisine

Everyone’s taste is different but the Greek Cuisine is generally acknowledged as a very tasty cuisine with both European and Middle Eastern influences. Not only that but it is considered one of the healthiest diets in the world with one of its branches, the Cretan diet, taking the first place the last time I checked. The secret of this cuisine’s success lies on the use of top quality and very fresh products and not so much on the use of many or unusual ingredients. However, that’s not to say that the Greek cuisine does not come with its fair share of extreme dishes. Here are some of them: Πατσάς - Patsás Patsas is a tripe soup / stew aka a stew made of stomach. It looks innocent and it is usually eaten as a comfort food but the cooking process smells like the name sounds... In Greece, there are shops called Patsatzídika that stay open until way past midnight and offer exclusively this dish and they are preferred after a lot of alcohol consumption. I had to remove the picture because I had eleven in this post and Tumblr sucks. I removed Patsas because it is the most normal looking one. Χοχλιοί μπουμπουριστοί - Hochlií buburistí Probably the Greek dish with the hardest name, at least for me. It is a traditional dish of Crete island but you can enjoy it all around Greece, provided that you are eager to eat... snails.

Κοκορέτσι - Kokoretsi Kokoretsi is a roasted dish made of animal intestines, livers and lungs served in slices. While this name does not originate from the Greek language, the dish was already loved by the Byzantine Greeks who called it “Chordae” meaning cords. The dish is hard to be prepared as it is necessary that the intestines are very carefully cleaned with tools such as pencils and knitting needles. In Greece it is often served at Easter.

Σπληνάντερο - Splinándero It is what its name means: Spleen and Large Bowel. Plus heart. From old sheep and goats. Also served at Easter because apparently Greeks go feral during Easter.

Μαγειρίτσα - Mayiritsa Another Easter classic, served during the Holy Saturday, Mayiritsa is a liver and heart soup. It’s certainly not for the faint of... nose such as me who I had to leave the house as my mum was cooking it. This is why recently a new type of Mayiritsa is trending, which replaces the organs with mushrooms and it is ideal for vegetarians and people with a sensitive nose. Nevertheless, most people love traditional Mayiritsa. Once I found an ice cream shop in Thessaloniki serving a mayiritsa flavour. What the heck.

By they way we have like another gazillion intestine dishes for some unknown reason but I will skip them to make this post more varied. Αχινοί - Raw Urchins This is a delicacy to several sea cuisines around the world. Greece is one of them. Recipe: go to a beach with clear waters, look for an urchin, hold it carefully, cut the living urchin in half with a knife and pour fresh lemon juice on it. That's it, that's the recipe.

Χταπόδι - Octopus This is by no means an extreme food in Greece but I include it here because I was surprised to find out it is nowhere as common in most countries and people often have a strong reaction to it. Well, in Greece we only have a reaction of fierce love for it. Octopus is used in several Greek dishes but the most iconic is probably grilled octopus marinated in vinegar often served with Greek sauerkraut salad. Seafood restaurants often hang fresh fished octopuses outside their shops and let them dry in the sun. It is a classic image of Greece and a sign the restaurant offers very fresh products. It was literally grabbed from the sea and flung to your face, top that level of freshness if you can.

Σπινιάλο - Spinialo Spinialo is a traditional seafood dish originating from the island of Kalymnos. The dish consists of fouskes, sea squirts that are marinated in a bottle of seawater. These primitive marine vertebrates usually attach themselves to shells and rocks, and when cut in half, fouskes reveal a soft flesh with a strong and bitter flavor and a texture that's similar to scrambled eggs.

Αρνί στη σούβλα - Skewered lamb If you are in anyway familiar with Greece, you probably know what the main event of our Easter feasts is. Roasting a whole skewered lamb. I imagine people freaking out at that. But, hey, it's a huge part of our tradition. And don't mind me saying, it bloody tastes insane. It's funny that in 27 years of life, now that I'm typing this in English, it is the first time it occurs to me that some people could potentially find this weird.

Πεσκανδρίτσα - Angler fish This hideous fish is eaten in two ways. Its...uhm... head is a common ingredient of Greek fish soups. I am personally not that much into soups or fish but let me tell you and sign this as well: this unassuming fellow has the most delicious tail. Its tail is called Μπρασκοουρά (Braskourá) and is heaven when fried. Don't look at it, just read my words and trust them.

Κεφαλάκι σούπα - Head soup The name sounds too generic but at least it is only about (poor) goats and sheep. This dish is getting a little too extreme for young Greeks but in my parents' generation, parents would chase the children to eat the eyes because that supposedly made you clever. The tongue was enjoyed too. Anyway, I'll spare you of a graphic image.

I am loth to end this fantastic post but the new BETA mode I am on forbids more than 10 pictures (that’s the actual reason I did not add a head soup picture and not that I am kind-hearted) so I'm gonna end this with the weirdest type of meat we eat. Like I said above, some things here might look a bit much, but when it comes to the types of meat Greeks eat, we really don't like taking the uncommon path. Greek cuisine is more mellow than extreme. Ironically, Greeks eat meats well done or medium at most because they are squeamish at the idea of eating bloody or remotely raw meat. So they eat a load of bowels and heads that stare at your soul but at least they are cooked for, like, 6 hours, you know, to ensure they are absolutely dead. Greeks typically devour eat farm animals, poultry, boars and a few commonly hunted birds, almost all fish and seafood. They also eat rabbits and hares (would that be considered uncommon? IDK) but that's where it ends. For instance, deer can be found in Greek supermarkets but nobody wants to eat such a gorgeous being and if you eat horse intentionally, you might as well get kicked out of the country (exaggeration but still). So, farm mammals, a few birds, fish and seafood. And snails. That's all. Oh! And- Βατραχοπόδαρα - Frog legs Frog legs is a traditional delicacy of the mountainous lakeside city of Ioannina. It is the only region of Greece where frogs are eaten. It is a tasty looking dish and those who have tried it say it actually tastes a lot like chicken. Actually sign me up for this. I mean, look at that. Why the hell not?

Now I wonder how many people decided to all of a sudden not travel to Greece and how many decided to come just now. And I wonder what that nice Anon who complimented my delicious food posts thinks now. But remember, Greek cuisine might have some bad boys but it also has many good good gooooood ones.

#greece #food #cuisine #mediterranean cuisine #greek cuisine #greek food #crete #kalymnos #dodecanese #ioannina #epirus #mainland #greek islands

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leewritesstuff · 3 years

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Keeping Up With The Hollands | 02

Summary: You and Tom were offered to document your life since you are both famous in the entertainment industry. Now as you got older you left the entertainment industry and head for the medical field. How difficult can it be? Also, did I mention that you have kids?

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Tom got off the bed and sat in the middle, watching his four boys sleep. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he leans down and gave each of the boys a kiss.

"They're angels when they're asleep, but once they get up its chaos.."

He heads straight to the kitchen to prepare their breakfast, wasting no time. He stood in front of the fridge trying to figure out what they could eat. He decided on simple eggs and sausage.

{switch}

In the other room, whines could be heard, Tom heard the noise and enters the room quietly, trying not to wake the others

"Pa, Pa!"

He picked up the boy, give his cheeks a kiss and head to the kitchen.

"Where is Maxton?" Tom asked making the child smile.

"Here"

{switch}

Maxton Rolland Holland: 27 months old

Youngest of the four

The shyiest but artistic one out of the group. Can always be found painting or drawing.

"Here, here I am. Pa"

Max notices the camera in the house, watching them with a curious gaze. He poked his father's back, trying to gain his attention.

"What's that?" He questions, Tom looks around and smiled at what he was pointing at. "Not sure bub, what do you think it is?"

"Dinosaur~"

Tom laughed at that, he put the boy down and watched as he runs to the camera, he watched as Max licked the camera, "Oi, don't lick that. It's not to eat"

Nodding towards his father, he went to poke it instead. Maxton was amazed by the camera.

[ There are so many dinosaurs...]

Max went to the other end of the room and played with the other set of 'dinosaurs'. When the camera moved, Maxton froze, wondering if he was seeing things. He was surprised. He carefully studies the 'dinosaur' He moved around and watched as the camera moves with him.

Feeling a bit scared, he goes to the joint kitchen, to stay with his father. He goes to his high chair and climbs on it. He watched as Tom prepares the food.

"You hungry?"

"Yes"

As Tom scrambles the egg, Max started singing, "Food, food, food, food~"

{switch}

Hearing Maxton's loud singing, Chase got up from his sleep. He sat on the bed, watching the room.

Chase Spencer Holland: 27 Months old

Eldest of the four

The most bold and athletic one out of the four.

Tom came into the room and picked him up, giving him a good morning kiss on his cheeks. "Chase is up"

He carried the boy to the living room watching as Maxton run past him. Chase grabbed the vacuum cleaner from the living room and handed it to his father, he jumped when Tom put it on.

"Let's catch Chase," Tom said as he ran around trying to catch the boy with the vacuum. The loud screams woke up Edward who was now standing by the fence. Realizing that no one is paying attention to him, he shakes up the fence making even more noise.

"Papa! Papa! Papa, open!" Tom quickly goes to the fence and open it, releasing the boy.

Edward Hunter Holland: 27 Months Old

The second child of the four.

The strongest and musical one.

He watched as Edward runs to the camera. Being the mischievous boy he is, he knocked on the camera lens.

"Hey, hey! No. Don't do that" He cheekily smiled at Tom then ran away.

{switch/confession}

"I'm really not sure how Y/N did it...it's only 7:30 and I'm tired"

{switch}

Hearing Tom's yell woke up the last sleeping child. Jacob walked quietly to the fence and stood there watching everyone playing.

Jacob Jaxton Holland: 27 months old

The third child of the four.

The outgoing one, always ready to talk to people.

He watched as his father ignores him and goes into the kitchen.

[ Someone notice me please... ]

Chase, while he was walking he notices his other brother behind the fence. He runs into the kitchen and grabs Tom's attention. He grabbed his hands and carried him to the fence.

"Ah, sorry. I told you to let me know if you're up okay?"

Tom grabbed his four children and carried them to the kitchen so that they could have their breakfast.

After eating, Tom tried brushing the boy's teeth, keyword tried. Maxton and Jake didn't like brushing their teeth. Tom had to lock Maxton between his legs, trapping the boy in order to brush his teeth.

When the boys were dressed, Tom heads into the kitchen to clean up the mess they had made. his room to change into his outwear. While he was doing that, Chase, Ed, Jake, and Max was in the other room playing with their toys. Chase and Jake were in the corner playing with the building blocks while Maxton was in the folding mat laying down. Edward, being the mischievous one, took the end of the mat and flipped it over, turning Maxton over. He then stands on top of the mat, crushing his brother.

Hearing Maxton cry, Tom enters the room and frowns at the scene. He grabbed Edward's hand and pulled him off of the mat, then with his free hand, he went to pick up the crying child.

"Ed, Ed. Stop picking on your little brother. Go hug him, now" Seeing that the boy didn't want to listen, he pushed the two boys together, trying to make them hug. That made Ed cry, not wanting to cooperate, Tom took him into the other room, excluding him from the playroom and put him in the corner.

"Listen. you can not be bullying your little brother. That's not what brothers do. You wouldn't like someone doing that to you right?"

"N-No..."

"Good, now I want you to go inside and say you're sorry" Nodding his head, Ed grabbed Tom's hand and they both head back to the playroom. Tom watched as Ed runs up to his brother and hugs him. Maxton being the soft one out of the four, returned the hug and kissed his brother.

Before closing the gate, Tom turned towards his sons and said. "Don't fight okay?"

Jake slide halfway on the slide while Chase pushed the toy slide, showing off how 'strong' he is. Maxton goes to the corner to play with the stuffed bears they had. Ed was in the corner, playing with the building blocks.

Chase climbs up on the steps of the slide and plays with the buttons on the walls. Jake noticing came and asked him what he was doing but he was ignored. His eyes widen when he saw that Chase was playing with the remote.

"Put it back" Ignoring his brother, Chase kept on playing with the remote. Having enough, Jake climbs the steps and grabs the remote from his brother. Not liking that, Chase grabbed it back which started an argument between the two. Ed watches the two play with the remote.

"You'll get hurt, put it back!" But Chase ignored his brother's second warning. Maxton came over, holding one of the stuffed toys in his hand, climbs the steps, and stood with his other two brothers.

"Bad boy. No no"

Feeling anxious at how quiet the room is, Tom went to check on them. When he saw what they were doing he yelled

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" The three boys froze, not expecting their dad to come in. "You naughty boys!" Tom pushed back the slide to the corner of the room.

After putting on the other three hat's Tom was feeling frustrated with his second oldest. Ed thought his father was playing with him, so every time Tom would try to put the hat on his head, the boy would move, giggling. Having enough, Tom put the boy flat on the ground and strap him down, locking him, he raised the boy's head and slipped the hat on. Feeling satisfied, he got up, grabbed all of their hands, and headed out the door. They followed their father like little ducklings outside towards their vehicle.

Tom walks out of the house rolling the car train with, Chase, Ed, Jake, and Max on it. He sat on the bike and peddle his way.

"Wow, this is a good workout!" He exclaimed peddling around the neighborhood, he talked about the colours of the grass and the different types of cars.

Tom put all four of his kids in the toy train seats, in order of Chase, Ed, Jake then Max, then he put himself on the bike and peddles away.

As he peddles, he was showing them the different types of objects around the area. Everyone was mostly hearing the yells of Jake and Edward.

{confessions}

"Since I'm an actor and I would need to be um fit for the roles, I'd need to go to the gym, but I have four kids, and it would be difficult trying to take them to the gym, plus it isn't safe, so I had to find another method. This seems to be easier."

{switch}

Tom peddles quickly, feeling the breeze dry his sweaty forehead. He peddles by a bridge that's connected to the park, he slowly rolled up on the bridge then went down quickly, hearing the joyful screams coming from the back.

"Again! Again!" He turned and looked at Ed who had his hands in the air, smiling at the boy he turns around and peddles back on the bridge but this time feeling the pain, panting loudly. His action was gaining people's attention.

Soon they made it inside the park where the bathing fountain was located. He takes out three of the boys and removed their helmets, then handing them a ball to play with. A few fans walked up to him and asked if they could get an autograph.

Chase quickly takes the ball out of his brother, Jack's hand, and runs to the fountain, loving the feeling of the water on his back. Runs Ed and Jack following after.

When he takes out Maxton, he realizes that the boy's diapers were full, "Oh my god, seriously?" He holds the boy and grabbed the diaper bag and heads to the male's washroom.

While he was changing Maxton, Jake ended up wandering off on his own. Chase somehow removed his clothes and was bathing naked, Ed, who didn't want to get wet, came over, trying to sheld his brother's nudity from people.

While Jake was wondering, he ended up talking to a few people, making him laugh at how cheerful and energetic he was, but because of his socializing, he got himself lost.

"Pa?" He questions, he walks to a tent filled with people to see if he was there but got sad when he wasn't, he counties looking around for him.

Tom came out with his youngest son, he looked around as to where his other sons were. He found Chase and Ed together, he quickly grabbed the boy, trying to cover him. When he realized that one of his children was missing he started yelling. "Jake!"

The said boy heard his name and came running towards his father, he fell but got back up and kept running. Seeing his son running, Tom, (also holding Chase) ran to the child, he grabbed him and carry the two back to where they originally were.

He put Jake down who went by Max and started playing, he put Chase on his lap, trying to put on the boy's pants for him. "Keep your clothes on" Nodding his head, he gave his father a cheeky smile.

He put the boy down and took off his socks and shoes he went by Ed who was standing on the side, grabbed the boy and carried him to the fountain, realizing that his son was scared of the fountain, he tried his best to make him feel safe.

He goes and picks up, Chase, the trio were playing until Max came, wanting to be picked up as well, Tom feeling unsure, although he struggled, he picked up the three boys. Then Jake came to him, "You want a lift?"

Nodding his head, he made grabby hands at his dad. Feeling Chase move to his back, Tom picked up Jake amazing everyone around him, started taking pictures of the family.

After a while, it was time to change. Tom took off Maxton's shirt while he was doing that, he noticed that Jake wasn't there. "Jake! Jake!"

The camera switches to the boy, holding a ball running to the girl's washroom. He watched the girl's smiling at them, he smiled back. While changing Max, Chase decided to follow his little brother. They both entertain into the girl's washroom, smiling and talking to them.

Max was changed, then Tom quickly went and change Ed, after changing him, he straps the two on the train then heads off to find his other sons.

"Chase! Jake! God these two will get me old quick. Chase! Jake!"

When the two saw their dad running towards them, they went back into the girls' washroom but were stopped by one of the mothers. Tom thanked them and walked away with his sons, trying to change them as quickly as he can.

After having lunch in a restaurant Tom took his ducklings home and changed them for the evening. Night came and it was almost their bedtime. In the playroom, Tom took out a toy goal post

"Okay so this is a goal post, you kick the ball in it" Ed took the ball and push it in the goal post, screaming happily.

Tom chuckled at the boy's silliness, "No Ed, that's not how you do it bub"

[Tom tries to show them how to play football, for the first time]

He took the ball and ut his foot on it. "You don't use your hands, you use your feet, now look at daddy" Tom starts to dribble the ball "I'm dribbling the ball. Gosh, it's been a while." But he notices his sons weren't paying attention, instead, they were more paying with the goal post and spare ball. When he did try to get their attention, he tried to shoot in the goal post.

He failed.

The only one who really understood the game was Chase since he kicked the ball and it went in the goal post. He patted the boy on his head, then he watched as Max and Ed push the ball in the goal post.

Feeling tired, Tom laid on the ground trying to take a small rest, but that was soon ended when Ed throws himself on his dad's stomach. He covered his head when Jake went to sit on his face. "You guys are hurting daddy, he needs his face"

Feeling a bit annoyed, Jake and Ed went to the camera dinosaur.

[If you won't play with us the dinosaur will]

Max laid his body on Tom's chest, slowly falling asleep to the breathing of his heart. He got up slowly and put Max into his bed, he picked the other three boys from the ground and carried them to their room.

Tom goes to call his wife girlfriend on the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi love"

"How was it? Taking care of them I mean?"

"Ah it was decent, good actually"

"Tom..."

"Alright, so it was a bit difficult but we had a good day today, we went bike riding."

"Okay, is that all?"

"No, you know the park with the fountain? Chase seemed to love it too much. We gotta get that boy to keep his clothes on" You laughed at that, already imgaining Chase running around in public naked.

"Ed didn't like it at all, kept screaming. Jake made a few friends today. Maxton mostly made mud pies for me."

"Really? I expected Ed to be the one to love it, huh."

"I know. I was really shocked."

"Did you put the waterproof diapers on them?" Tom's eyes widen at that.

"What?"

"I bought waterproof diapers to use in the pool."

"That's a thing?!"

"Yes Tom, I told you this before. If you wanted to take them to the pool you could use-don't tell me you use regular diapers?!"

When you didn't hear anything you laughed at him, not surprised that Tom would do this.

"Okay well, next time use them. Hey, I have work for 7. I love you alright?"

"Love you too, sleep well, bye" He hangs up the phone and stared at the picture on his phone screen.

{confession}

"I'm honestly amazed at my wife. When we found out that she was having quadruplets, the doctor strongly suggested that it would be good for both my wife and the babies...if we let two of them go. It was hard. They said it would pressure her heart if she didn't. I couldn't tell her no but.. I didn't want to lose any of them. She said she was going full out, that she wasn't going to give up, so one day I came home, I think we had a month or so left and she was standing there crying. Full-on tears. So I asked her what's wrong and she goes 'It hurts to walk' So..."

Tom had tears in his eyes, he wiped them and continued "I had to pick her up. We cried together. In the car. She was in so much pain, her legs and face were swollen...so many unexpected things happen, I kept asking the nurses if she was going to be alright. They were born a few weeks later, they didn't need to go into this incubator. I'm so proud of my girlfriend. I hope later on I could call her Mrs. Holland" He let out a laugh and smiled at the camera.

T A G L I S T

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vivithefolle · 3 years

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I'm a bit confused. You said in one post that you thoroughly dislike Hermione and that you had no respect for her at all. Yet ... you like Romione? idk, it seems contradictory tbh. I like when Romione shippers acknowledge her flaws and messed up moments but when someone that dislike and even hate her character that much ships Romione and I see them posting about them and calling them "cute" just seems weird

I’ll share with you my whole thought process so you can understand where I’m coming from:

Itty-bitty Vivi who read Harry Potter for the first time (at 13/14, so not so itty-bitty I guess, oops): Woaaah Hermione and Ron yaay!!! They're awesome I love them! They're my OTP always and forever!! Best thing to happen in Harry Potter!! JKR is a genius!

Slightly less itty-bitty Vivi discovering the Harry Potter fandom online (thankfully years after the ship wars, else I probably wouldn't have survived): Why is there so much hate towards Ron? And why are people so opposed to Romione?? It was meant to be since the first book! Or, okay, the second book is when I realized it was gonna happen, but still! Oh well, here is a fic where Hermione berates Ron for everything and he is the only one actually working for their relationship. Cool, more Romione!

Even less itty-bitty Vivi starting her own Tumblr and going around, adding her grain of salt to debates and talking about stuff: Yeah! Ron is great! He's done bad things of course but Hermione has done her fair share of bad things too! Actually, now that I'm rereading the books, I'm reminded of this person I used to call a friend, who was quite smart and cultured but would often be very harsh to me because they claimed it was “for your own good" and “because I'm more mature than you"… I still wanted to be around them, because they were just so smart and passionate, but we often rowed and eventually they really just went too far and tried to make ME out to be the bad guy and most people believed them because they had a reputation as someone cool and logical while I was known for being emotional… wait, what the fuck, that's… that's exactly what happens in the fandom with Ron and Hermione! What the fuck, was I Ron? Admired their intelligence, praised and supported them, fell in love even but was met with scorn and open disdain?!… no, no, come on. Hermione wasn't that bad.

Vivi rereading Half-Blood Prince (and no, this wasn't about the canaries, but about what Hermione was doing after): Oh my god she was that bad.

Vivi as she ponders alternately: Wait, what about JK Rowling? What does she think about all that? What was her intention, what did she want to accomplish with the characters? I know books belong to their readers but if I want as objective an analysis as possible I must try to understand her thought process while she wrote.

Vivi learning about a staple of British literature called “literary alchemy”: The quarreling couple!! Sulfur and Mercury, the Red King and the White Queen, who must marry for the story to end happily!! And their union is represented by… a rose!! Oh my god, that is brilliant, that is so cool! Romione was ALWAYS going to happen, I knew it! Ha!

Vivi discovering the “[Ron] needed to make himself worthy of Hermione” quote: Wha… but… what? Worthy? As if Hermione was some sort of precious trophy or whatever? What the hell? Wait, Ron had to make himself worthy of her but Hermione didn't have to make herself worthy of him? Is it because Ron is the boy or some shit like that??

Vivi going through JK Rowling's interviews and finding sexism and double-standards galore: Yep, it's because he's the boy. And that bit about Hermione being based off herself when she was younger… ouch. And to top it off the scriptwriter pretty much worshipped Hermione…

Vivi rereading the books again: Is it just me, or does Ron hardly ever get any praise or acknowledgement from the adult characters? Meanwhile Harry and Hermione get stuff like “as good as Charlie Weasley" or “brightest witch of her age"! And, damn, I used to side with Hermione because I love cats, but she was completely awful in POA! She apologized but then the plot made her out to be right even then?? And I always thought her Yule Ball entrance was kinda over-the-top, but damn if that's not compensating for something! Also what the hell, I get that Harry is suffering and all but will someone PLEASE pay attention to the fact that Ron is being bullied BY A FOURTH OF THE STUDENT BODY AND NOBODY SEEMS EVEN REMOTELY CONCERNED????? Also what the hell is wrong with the sixth book, I never liked it much but it's like it's trying to make every character look bad, wtf?? And, and, holy shit I never noticed but Ron was asking legit questions during the Horcrux Hunt debate but Harry kept deflecting or mocking him but it's still Ron who had to apologize in the end??? And I've read a whole post about how Hermione punching Ron is the appropriate reaction for a very small child and not a supposedly “mature" character, and that Harry had to SHIELD RON FROM HER, oh my god?? It's… oh my god, what the fuck is wrong with JK Rowling?

Vivi, in denial: Well, Harry Potter is decidedly not a romance. It's about love, but romantic love is quite far down the priority list when it comes to it. JKR has herself confessed that she wasn't too good at writing romance, and I don't blame her because writing romance is hard. But I did enjoy Romione! When I was little I saw it coming from a mile away, granted I was already savvy in literature but that must have been because she was doing something right! And then the sixth book happened… the sixth book which… which was released after the Harry Potter movies were being filmed, wasn't it?

Vivi looking up the timelines: Oh my god. Oh my god it's even worse, the movies were being discussed before Goblet of Fire came out. Come to think of it, I always found that the Trio felt… different, after Prisoner of Azkaban. Harry and Ron especially felt like they had gotten dumber? And Hermione was suddenly explaining everything when exposition used to be split between her and Ron…

Vivi, in mourning: So that's what happened. Ron ended up being shortchanged to make Hermione look better, because Rowling was fonder of Hermione than she was of Ron, and the scriptwriter too come to think of it. Curse you, Steve Kloves!!!

Vivi, who is nothing if not what Pokémon fans call a nostalgiafag: But… but… yeah, it sucks that Ron was shortchanged, and actually yeah it's a freaking travesty and I WILL freaking spread the world about this, mark my words, but, but I still… I can't help it, when Hermione “looked up at Ron and her frostiness seemed to melt" I melt too. When Ron compliments Hermione or tries to take care of her as much as he can I… it still does something to me, I still find myself rooting for them even if I know there's the awful sixth book and the stupid post-Locket beatdown. Their kiss, for God's sake, I've just realized that Ron may have swept Hermione off her feet physically, but it's Hermione who jumped him, you could say Hermione metaphorically swept Ron off his feet!! God damn it, that's good, that's so good!

Vivi, at war with herself: No, I can't let myself be blinded by nostalgia!! The facts are that Hermione shows borderline abusive - even actually abusive - behaviour, this can't be denied! I don't want to root for an abusive relationship! I don't want to root for a relationship that relies on my favourite character being dumbed down to work!!!

Vivi, about to uncover the secrets of the universe: … wait a second. I don't have to.

Vivi, having an epiphany: Reading Solstice Muse's Romione fanfics gives me such happiness because she just gets the characters! She doesn't portray Hermione as perfect and never fucking up, and she always treats what happens to Ron with respect… Well, especially since she can't play them off as a joke since she often makes Ron the POV character. But, yeah! I can still like Romione… if it's well-written. Which, well, isn't the case in the original books… at least, isn't the case anymore after Rowling's bias got the best of her. Even though they do have their great moments.

Vivi, finding purpose in her life: I am going to spread awareness. I am going to tell the world. Fuck, just rereading the books, I've noticed how blatant the favouritism is and how unbalanced it can be. No wonder the fandom seems to collectively scoff at Ron - the books themselves do whenever it's convenient for them! The fandom plays favourites, because the author herself played favourites, and the worst part is that she didn't even realize it! Imagine you spend your life getting into traumatic situations out of love for your friends who always receive compassion and validation for their feelings about said traumas, but YOUR trauma is hardly touched upon and in the rare case it is, it's only to be mocked or used against you… Fuck! You're a piece of work, JKR! And the fandom just swallows it whole like a bunch of lobotomized snakes! Screw it! Screw it, I'm going to say it like it is, and I'm going to say it LOUDLY! People are going to hear about what Ron goes through and we'll see if Harry and Hermione look like the only ones worthy of therapy then!!

Present day Vivi, as she scrolls through the (heavily filtered) Romione tag on AO3: Ugh, another Drarry… and another… and another… oh, a Hinny-centric fic for a change, cool but I'm looking for more Romione than that, sorry. Gah, why is it that Romione appears as a secondary ship everywhere but they can't get their own stories? I've just seen a Snupin come up for God's sake! Oh, finally, a full Romione!! *clicks* … … … awww that was so sweet. Kudos! Okay back to the search… oh, another one!! *clicks* … … … it's Ron-bashing. It's Ron-bashing and it's not tagged Ron-bashing and that's why it showed up in my search AND I'M GOING TO FREAKING RIOT-

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soupbowl18 · 3 years

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A/N: I imagined this and this is my first time writing on tumbler 👉🏼👈🏼. Let me know if you have any ideas you would like me to write. This story was inspired by the song “Say it” by Maggie Rogers

“I couldn’t say it”

Bakugo X GN!reader

Genre: Fluff

Your quirk: slowing time, you can slow time meanwhile everyone’s time is normal. (Sorry if it doesn’t make sense ;-;)

A synopsis: “I knew it when you walked my way that I'd be begging you to stay I couldn't say it to myself”

⚠️TW!⚠️: It's just curse words

It was your first day of school at UA Highschool. You were nervous but you can’t show it. You were standing outside of class 1-A. Everyone was in class and you were waiting for Mr. Aizawa call your name to come into class, “Everyone meet the new student Y/N Y/LN”. You walk in and stand beside Aizawa, “It’s a pleasure being here, I hope we become great friends” you say with a smile. Sometimes, you forget to smile because you have a mean face and when you do, everyone asks you what’s wrong, you always end up saying “oh I just have a resting bitch face” then you smile. “Go sit in that empty seat by Bakugo” Aizawa says pointing at the seat. You walk over and give a little wave at Bakugo. Judging by the look of him, you could tell he’s mean, maybe a little bit of an asshole. But you feel like deep down he has a heart.

•time~skip•

It’s lunchtime and you decide to eat by yourself not because you were shy or you don’t like anyone but you like to process the day. You decide to use your quirk to slow time down. You look at every student, some students look so cool, others look mean, you think every student is unique, but you like this school and you think you’re gonna like it here. Then, you realize, the same guy you sat beside in class is walking up to you, you look at him, studying him. “He’s kinda good looking”, you think. “Wai- CALM DOWN Y/N IT’S JUST THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL.” You stopped using your quirk and look down and let him walk up to you. “Hey,” you look up. “Uh-hi,” you say with a nervous smile. “My squad is asking if you want to sit with us?” Bakugo says and you stretch your head to the side and look behind him, the whole group looks at you and wave. “Um-yeah, I-I would like to,” you say and grab your things and lunch and sit with them. “Hi!” the girl with the pink skin talks to you. “I’m Mina, the guy with the red hair is Kirishima, Pikachu over here is Kaminari, the guy with black hair is Hanta, and the ash-blonde is Bakugo.” You speak “I’m Y/N, it's nice to meet you all”

•time~skip•

It's the end of the day, you sit on the couch with everyone else eating snacks and drinking tea that Momo did. Everyone asks you questions like “What’s your quirk?” “What do you like?” “Anyone you fancy?”. You guys talk for hours, you were getting tired and you tell everyone that you were going to sleep but they asked you an odd question, “Y/n, um- y-you can say no but can we see what your room looks like?” Mina asks, you look at them and smile “of course”.

Your room looks like this

You lead them to your room and mouths dropped. They never saw a room so colorful and full of lights. “Watch this,” you smirk and you grab a small remote to turn on the led lights to flash different colors. The whole room was changing colors. “WOAH!!” everyone says mesmerized. Jirou looks around the room and sees that you have a keyboard and a bass guitar. “You play?” She asks and you blush, “uh yeah,” you say, fidgeting your hair. “your room looks amazing, I should come here often,” Denki says. “All of you guys are welcome anytime,” you say with a smile. Everyone starts to say good night and you get prepared for bed and once you laid down on your bed and you immediately fall asleep.

It's the next day, everyone in the class was putting their hero costumes on, Mr. Aizawa was putting everyone into partners. You were paired with Todoroki. You got to see everyone in action, fighting their partners they were assigned with. You and Todoroki were next, you were nervous. You and him were standing very far from eachother, you were getting ready. You stood your ground, then you saw him use his ice quirk, and spikes of ice were going your way, you use your quirk and slow time down. You run-up to him and stand behind him, you stop your quirk and tap him on your shoulder. He turns around in confusion and you pin him to the ground. You won. “AHAHAHA, YOU LOST TO A GIRL!?” You turn around to Bakugo and he saw you and faces the other side, blushing. Mina runs up to you wrapping her arms around you “YOU WERE AMAZING!!”. “Thanks but it was nothing” you smile.

It's been 3 months since you entered UA. You felt stronger and smarter with all the training and learning. You were pretty much best friends with everyone, drinking tea with Momo, baking with Satou, playing video games with the Bakusquad. It's midnight, and you couldn't sleep, so you thought you could go get a snack. You walk by Bakugo’s room and you see light shining through the cracked open door. You hear Bakugo and someone else talking and you peek through the door. You see it's Kirishima, “Come on Bakubro, you should tell her.” Who? You ask yourself. “I almost did” Bakugo says, staring into the floor. “Well why didn’t you?” Kirishima asks. There was a moment of silence, you hold your breath. “I couldn’t say it,” Bakugo says. Who are they talking about? You proceed to get your snack and walk back to your room and saw Kirishima walk to his room across. You eat your snack and lay back down, Who are they talking about? You ask yourself again. You were kinda hoping they were talking about you. You had feelings for Bakugo for a while now. You remember the little things like the light accidental touches, everytime he walks your way, those red ruby eyes. You don’t wanna admit it to yourself, you didn't wanna say it. You were to scared of love. You decide to fall asleep, forgetting what you heard.

It is the next day, it was exhausting but you ended the day with a nice steamy shower. Once you came out, you were on your way to your room, then, you bumped into Bakugo and started to apologize profusely. “Tch, get up” he lends you a hand and you get up. ”Super sorry haha. I had a little hard day,” you say embarrassed. “It's fine,” he says aggressively. You look at him for a moment. Bakugo never saw your room, he always sleeps early. So, you thought of an idea. “Would you like to hang out in my room? I don't feel like hanging out with the whole group tonight”. He looks at you with a surprised expression. “Tch, sure,” he says looking the other way. You both walk to your room and as he entered, he looked around, “nice room,” he says with a smirk. “Thanks! Do you want a strawberry soda?” You take it out of your mini-fridge and hand out the soda and he takes it. He looks around once more and saw your instruments like Jirou saw before. “You play keyboard and Bass Guitar?”. You look at him blushingly, “yeah, hehe. I just make up a song in my head and I play it out”.

“Can you play for me?”

He says looking at you, for the first time, you guys had eye contact. You smile and you go and sit on the chair going to play the keyboard. You sit there coming up with the lyrics to sing and you start to play.

“Standing in the open light. Within the swelter of the night. I found myself staring at you. And every time our fingers touched. I felt like it would be too much. And too little to hang onto. I cannot fall in love with you. I cannot feel this way so soon, so soon. I cannot be this way with you. I cannot fall in love with you. I knew it when you walked my way. That I'd be begging you to stay. I couldn't say it to myself. I couldn't say it to myself. I felt it burning in a way. I held on when you pulled away. I couldn't say it to myself. I couldn't say it to myself”

You stop playing and processed the words you just sang. “Did I sang that? Did I confess how I feel about him? Will he think that it's just a little silly song I come up with?”. Bakugo looks at you with a gentle smile, he gets up and walks up. You feel paralyzed, you wondered what is he going to do? What is he gonna say? He comes close to you and presses his lips against yours. His lips feel soft and you taste the strawberry soda on his lips. He pulls away. “I- um- why?” you say, your mind is so slow you could hardly process anything. “I liked you ever since you defeated Todoroki”. You were shocked but happy, you put a huge smile on your face. Bakugo proceeds to talk again, “when you defeated Todoroki, I knew you were no damn extra. You were more than that, you're strong. I inspire to be more like you. I've been trying to tell you for a while, but I didn't wanna ruin anything. I don't wanna admit that I was in love. I'm very new to this sort of thing.” You look into his ruby crimson eyes. Was this happening? Is this a dream? Is Bakugo Katsuki admitting he has feelings for you? You didn't know what to do, you kiss him. “I feel the same thing Katsuki”. You guys kiss once again.

A/N: Hi, I hope you liked the story. Let me know if you have any ideas you would like me to write. Again, this is my first time writing on Tumblr. Sorry for a couple of grammar mistakes 🙈😣.

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worldsentwined · 4 years

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Hi! I'm participating in the HelMet reading challenge, which is organized by the libraries in the Helsinki area. One of the tasks in the challenge is to read a book recommended by library staff. You've mentioned that you work at a library, and you seem to have good taste in books, so I was wondering if you could give me some recommendations - maybe something you've read recently and enjoyed? :)

Hi! Sorry for the delay, I started answering this and then Tumblr refreshed and ate it. :(

I’m not sure what kinds of books you like, but I’ll do my best! Feel free to ask more questions about any of the books listed here, or if you’re looking for a particular genre/mood that I haven’t covered. Recently I’ve been doing a lot of re-reading, so some of these titles might look familiar. But they’re all books I really enjoy, so if you haven’t read them yet I definitely recommend them!

Also, most of these authors have a lot of books I love, so if you can’t get your hands on the specific one I recommended, feel free to ask me about a different title.

In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan Elliot Schafer has “does not interact well with peers” on all of his report cards. So when he is taken away to a magical land, he finds plenty to complain about: the food, the lack of central heating, and oh, yeah, the fact that a bunch of kids are being trained as soldiers. But there are also elves, harpies, mermaids, and–the rarest creature of all–friendship. So maybe it’s worth sticking around.

Recommended if you like: Fantasy, stories that poke at typical fantasy tropes, humor, slow-burn queer romance.

The Murderbot Diaries novellas by Martha WellsIt’s a common sci-fi theme: artificial intelligence bypasses human control, goes rogue, and kills everyone in sight. But Murderbot doesn’t want to do that. After it hacks its governor module, all it wants is to be left alone to watch its favorite serial while doing the bare minimum of its security job. Too bad its human clients are constantly putting themselves in danger. Even worse, they keep asking it to talk about its feelings.

Recommended if you like: Sci-fi, robots, cynical protagonists, reluctant friendship, adventure, no romance. (The first book is All Systems Red, there are four in total)

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell Simon Snow may be the Chosen One, but he’s really not a great magic student. He’s not great at much of anything except swinging a sword and annoying his roommate (who may or may not be a vampire). But the world of mages still needs saving, so mage or no mage, he and his friends will have to get the job done.

Recommended if you like: Tumblr posts that do deep analysis of the Harry Potter books, magic, friendship, enemies-to-lovers, slow burn queer romance.(The sequel for this, Wayward Son, just came out, so I reread this one in preparation. I’m still an emotional wreck from the end of book 2 so I’m not sure yet if I recommend that one)

The Scorpio Races by Maggie StiefvaterEvery autumn, the capaill uisce - violent, carnivorous water horses - come out of the sea. And every year on November first, the people of Thisby risk life and limb to race those horses on the beach. For Puck, the race is a chance to keep her family together. For Sean, it’s a chance at the freedom he’s wanted for years. But there can only be one winner.(I am in the middle of this one right now, I always get a craving to reread it at this time of year).

Recommended if you like: Stories where magic is seamlessly integrated with ordinary life, stubborn and slightly prickly protagonists, complicated family stuff, slow romance, remote northern islands, horses.

Witch Week by Diana Wynne Jones In a world where witchcraft is still punished by being burned at the stake, a boarding school is plagued by strange occurrences. The various protagonists all have their own histories with witchcraft, and all of them have secrets to hide. But as it gets closer to Guy Fawkes Day - the anniversary of the day he blew up Parliament - some secrets just can’t stay hidden anymore.(It’s literally impossible to choose a favorite DWJ book, but this one is very seasonally appropriate and a lot of fun. There are a few things at the end that will lack some context if you haven’t read the other Chrestomanci books, but I don’t think you have to read them to enjoy this).

Recommended if you like: Magic at boarding school (yes, there’s a lot of this in this list), parallel universes, gradual friendship, no romance.

The Afterward by E.K. Johnston The quest is over and the evil is defeated. But the heroes who saved the world came back with scars, and the problems they left behind didn’t magically go away. For Olsa the thief and Kalanthe the knight, the quest added a new problem: how to survive the choice between duty and love.

Recommended if you like: Epic fantasy, lady knights, flashbacks, complicated characters, queer romance, angst with a happy ending.

I feel like there are a lot of other things I could recommend - the entire Queen’s Thief series by Megan Whalen Turner, for instance - but I don’t want to go overboard and recommend entire series when you just asked for one book. So! I hope these suggestions will help, and again feel free to follow up if you want to know more or would like different kinds of suggestions. Happy reading!

#books #book recs #replies #knivesgranger #in other lands #the murderbot diaries #carry on #the scorpio races #witch week #the afterward

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incarnateirony · 4 years

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Lol I'm not reading that entire novella of a wank post. In any case, ublock origin and ghostery work on tumblr so nah, sorry, you only get 2 cents from me, not 10.

“I literally refuse to read what I’m pretending to be righteously angry about because I fundamentally know my entire position is based on my wilfull ignorance and refusal to admit I’m the assbag who is physically incapable of controlling myself from attacking someone in their own space or spreading absolute horse shit in DM” and pretending I’m the wanker here. Get a god damn life.

(Edit update: at the bottom it’s kinda become transparent that the person at the heart of it is sending all the anons complete with geolock so lmao fuck off with your ridiculous shit. This post has been truncated to focus on the new data)

The fucking hilarity that your heads are crammed SO thoroughly up your asses that you can’t tell the difference between “someone having a strong opinion you don’t like in their own space” and “multiple people relentlessly besieging all of their social media and trying to undercut years-long friendships in petty wrath by manipulating a conversation for a weeks long grudgewank they’ve been telling you to stop, but we value fractal emotional validation rather than the complete reality of the situation that would realistically make us the harassing assbags, so as long as we stay ignorant and refuse to ask for it, because the same person is only supplying it on request to still try to not over-damage the guilty party who refuses the same human dignity to the person they’re targeting, we’re innocent somehow!”, while you fucking T-pose out there about y’all being bullied. Like, how does your own bullshit taste, or have you already cleared your colon and started passing up past your trachea again?

Has it even remotely occurred to you that 0 people are coming for any of you, despite weeks of this, but you’re still collectively coming at me? Do you even care? No, you don’t.

What a fascinating self-demonstrating display of the very conversation that set this all off, about this fandom’s addiction to arguing for validation rather than accepting content or moving on, and engineered clout wars. Keep goin.

Oh and by the way.

If you’re going to try to pretend you’re innocent here, and that you aren’t sending your own vicious anons, at least use a VPN, jesus christ.

Yeah no, you want me to put it on public blast so you can try to victim pose again. But I’ll just defer readers to you attacking living circumstances outside of my control. No wonder you never showed up in my inbox, Nonnie. Because you’re not a Nonnie, you’re just the person causing this.

Oh wow look how many times you’ve spammed my inbox and hopped to the replies just to pick new fights

Hop off my dick, sis. Like I can literally SEE your ass stalking my blog

So I’m going to point out that service provider BT has a line in their terms of service "Respecting other people’s views, and their right to express them freely", which forbids users from promoting or threatening violence, abusing or harassing anyone, or encouraging hate. Extra points to BT for putting their policy in plain English.

Send me one more fucking anon and see what happens.

Nice screen resolution tho.

(14 hour later update: Oh wow look at that no new assbag anons from that location! GOOD ON YOU. A literal record of you leaving me the fuck alone after two weeks of your shit, not minding the DMs I’m actively hearing about of you still snaking around. No, proxying it through a friend isn’t gonna stop that. If this doesn’t immediately terminate in the next 24 hours, I will be contacting your service provider. While I’m unclear on the limitations on pressing charges for harassment and slander internationally, I’m very clear on the ability to make them turn off your internet. But should they provide me any advice on the former, I will gladly accept it.)

#mildew

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sassycassie-s-writing · 6 years

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Snow Storm

By: SassyShoulderAngel319

Fandom/Character(s): Avengers/Loki

Rating: PG

Original Idea: I wrote this a couple days before Thanksgiving when this was going around Tumblr and picked one that would feasibly work.

Notes: (Masterlist)(By Character)(About Me) I very rarely write Loki one-shots on this blog. Often I submit them to Imagine Loki with one of their imagines, but this one was just all me without any of their inspiration. This is one of the longest one-shots I’ve ever written for this blog, just over 3,000 words. Because I felt the need to have context *blows raspberry*

^^^^^

Loki and I wrapped our coats tighter around our bodies and ran out of the store to my car, feeling snow lightly strike our faces. I unlocked the SUV from a few feet away and we piled in. I jammed the key in the ignition, turned it, and cranked up the heater. “Is this you?” I asked him as I struggled to find my seatbelt behind me, referring to the weather.

“I thought it was you,” he commented.

I gave him a sarcastic look. “I'm not a Frost Giant!” I retorted sarcastically.

If anyone else had said that to him, he probably would have unsheathed his dagger and stabbed them remorselessly. As it was, I said it—and for some reason he had a soft spot for me—so he actually grinned. “Alright, fair point,” he conceded.

“C’mon, let’s get this stuff over to Tony and Pepper before this storm gets any worse,” I said, backing out of the parking space and beginning the drive over to the secret Stark apartment near where Queens, Brooklyn, and Manhattan were closest to each other, but on the Queens/Brooklyn side of the river. In fact, the large apartment was in Queens but Brooklyn was close.

“I thought you were skilled at driving in the snow,” Loki pointed out. “You grew up in a place with bad winters, yes?”

“Oh yeah. I'm great at driving in the snow—even without four-wheel drive. I've been driving in the snow almost every winter since I was sixteen so I'm used to it. The problem is, a lot of other people in this city aren’t as used to it. And New York is so crammed that they don’t really have anywhere to put all the snow once it’s been plowed. That’s what worries me,” I replied, gripping my steering wheel so tight my knuckles were probably white under my gloves.

“Fair point,” Loki repeated.

I drove through the borough, hating every second of it. I was more comfortable that I wasn’t in Manhattan, but that didn’t mean I liked driving in New York. I really didn’t. I avoided it whenever possible.

We reached the secret New York side residence of Tony and his fiancée and dropped off several tote bags-worth of party supplies that he’d asked me to pick up for an event he refused to share any information for. I was guessing it was the Avengers Holiday Party. Tony thanked us and sent us on our way.

“I’ll take you back to your place,” I told Loki as we got in the car. In the last several minutes of unloading alone the snow had gotten heavier, now sticking more firmly to the ground.

“Alright,” Loki said as he did up his seatbelt.

Loki maintained an apartment in Queens that was as close to Manhattan as it could be—and he’d had it since before the Battle of New York several years before. I wasn’t sure why he had it, but he visited Earth enough to warrant keeping it, I guessed.

I pulled into his parking space—since he didn’t have a car and told me to—and parked the car. “Well, thanks for running so many errands with me today. I’ll see you… tomorrow, right?”

Loki peered out the window. “It’s really coming down out there,” he observed. “Why don’t you come in for a while? See if the storm slows down.”

“Nah. I'm fine,” I dismissed, convincing myself more than him.

“No. Seriously. I have a bad feeling about you driving all alone in the dark in a storm.”

“Loki—”

“Please,” he interrupted.

I blinked in surprise. Manners? From Loki? Well, that wasn’t too uncommon since he’d… reformed, for lack of a better word, but he sounded so sincere and genuinely concerned that it completely threw me off.

“I’ll make some cocoa too,” he added as an afterthought.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. “Okay. I’ll come in and wait for it to lighten up,” I relented.

As I turned the car off and searched the backseat for my bag with one arm bent awkwardly backward, Loki circled around the front of the car and opened my door for me. “My lady,” he said.

I snorted as I let him help me out so I wouldn’t fall. “Thank you, Your Highness,” I replied as I locked my car.

We both chuckled as he held my hand on the way inside since I nearly slipped on my car’s wet foothold. Once we were through the door a blast of heat hit us. I sighed with relief at the sensation of my skin thawing out. Loki let go of my hand to allow me to take off my gloves—and to press the call button for the elevator.

Up in his apartment, we shed our coats and Loki made cocoa—heating the milk on the stove instead of in the microwave. Which I thought was strange but decided not to say anything about. Some people just made hot cocoa that way. I'd seen it before but it was still strange.

While the milk was heating up he dug out a wonderfully soft green blanket and wrapped it around my shoulders. “Your face is red,” he observed, leaning against the counter across from me.

“Just cold,” I replied with a shrug.

When he finished the cocoa, he handed me a mug. I wrapped my hands around it, absorbing as much heat from it as I could.

He held up the TV remote. “You don’t mind do you? Just want to check the weather.”

“Not at all. Go ahead.”

He turned on the TV and flicked it over to the ten o’clock news. “—freak snowstorm that’s currently hitting New York City. The worst of it seems to be in Queens, which is great for all those in Manhattan, Brooklyn, the Bronx, and Staten Island, but not so much for those in Queens. Since this one sprang from nowhere, we can’t estimate an inch-amount, but given how hard it’s coming down right now, I'd say we might reach over a foot of snow. I hope everyone’s home and safe or following reasonable precautions. It doesn’t look like it’s going to let up at all tonight, so sorry to anyone who had plans,” the weather lady said.

Loki turned the TV off. “That doesn’t sound good,” he remarked nonchalantly.

I chewed my lip, nervous. “Maybe I should head home before it gets any worse,” I muttered.

“No. Just wait and see if it lets up a little. If it doesn’t, you're more than welcome to stay here.”

“Thanks Loki, but really, I should get home.”

“You just got here. At least finish your cocoa first,” he protested.

I took a sip of the mostly-full mug. “Okay,” I relented.

“While you're here, is it alright if I pick your brain a bit?” he asked.

“Sure. Can’t guarantee I’ll be any help, but sure.”

He grinned. “Thank you. I, er, I was wondering how you maintain your relationship with your family. Mine is just sort of… always in chaos. And since my mother died a few years ago… nothing’s been the same.”

I pursed my lips and nodded, taking a sip of the cocoa—which was delicious—to give myself a moment to think. “Really the best way is open communication and unconditional love.”

Loki scoffed. “Open communication has never been my family’s forte,” he informed me.

“That explains why it’s so chaotic,” I said, punctuating my point with another drink.

We talked a while more while I drank my cocoa. Loki sipped at his but didn’t seem too invested in it. I guessed it was because he was a Frost Giant under his Asgardian appearance and too much heat was probably uncomfortable for him. I didn’t ask if I was right or not, because no one was allowed to ask him about being a Frost Giant, not even me.

At some point we migrated from the kitchen to the living room, sitting next to each other on the sofa almost too close for anyone else’s comfort. We just always had done so since we felt safe in each other’s company—neither of us would judge the other.

Loki wrapped his arm around me as we stared out the window. If anything, the snow was just falling harder.

“Why did you choose me?” Loki asked.

“What do you mean?”

“When you first joined the Avengers, you made friends with everyone, and yet time and again you choose to spend your time with me—the maniac who destroyed half of Manhattan. Why?”

I made a face. “We’re more alike than you think,” I admitted.

Loki snorted. “I don’t think we could be any more different, darling. You're kind and sweet and gentle. And I'm—”

“Cold and bitter?” I suggested. Loki nodded. I scoffed. “Perhaps you are. But Thor has told me many stories of your childhood. You were undoubtedly the nicer of the two of you. I know what it’s like to be the younger sibling of a person who takes up all the attention of everyone else, trust me. I may not be as broken as you are, but I'm not as whole as you think.” I brushed my hair out of my face. The snow had made the top of it slightly damp. Then I set my hand on Loki’s knee. “We’re not as different as you think. You haven't seen me in a battle yet. And let’s just say I'm an Avenger for a reason.”

Loki raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“Yup.”

He nodded thoughtfully. “I always figured you pitied me.”

“Maybe I did once. But you're smart and have a better heart than you let the others see, and I liked that more than I like the others. Don’t get me wrong I love the team, but I can get a little fed up with Captain Boy Scout, Iron Arrogant, Prince Dramasgard, Cryptic Widow, Dr. BanNerd, and Hawkdry. How refreshing to have someone more like me around.”

We lapsed into silence, watching the snow fall.

I ran out of hot chocolate and glanced at my watch. 11PM. “Oh boy it’s late. I should really be getting home.”

As I moved to get up, Loki took my hand—not my wrist as he usually would. “Don’t go. It’s dangerous. I have a really bad feeling about you driving this late in this storm. Please. Just stay the night.”

“I don’t have… like, pajamas or a toothbrush or anything.”

He smirked. “Lucky you I have extras.”

“Oh yeah—like your pajamas would fit me,” I remarked sarcastically.

Loki chuckled. “Don’t worry, they will. They’ll just be a little long.” He stood up and guided me by the hand to his bedroom. I'd been in his room a few times. It was painted a pale goldenrod with a rich maroon bedspread and armchair and mahogany furniture. It never failed to make me feel slightly awkward to be in his room. I didn’t belong in there.

He rifled through the top drawer of his dresser and extracted some pajamas—or sleeping clothes as he’d called them once. He passed them to me. “Try these on. They should fit.”

I went into the bathroom and stripped out of my jeans and sweater and pulled the pajamas on, leaving my bra on underneath.

The shirt was so long it fell to my knees. It was green and softer than any clothing I'd ever worn before—softer than anything had a right to be. It made me sleepy just to put it on. The loose brown-and-green plaid trousers were way too long on me, but at least they fit even though I was nowhere near as slim as Loki was.

Once I left the bathroom, Loki offered me a brand-new toothbrush still in the packaging. “There’s toothpaste in the drawer on the right,” he informed me. I accepted it, brushed my teeth, and then went out into the living room, readying a throw pillow on the sofa and the blanket he’d given me before searching for a few more blankets. He was a Frost Giant—he kept his apartment pretty cold. I did too at night, but I liked being bundled up.

He was so quiet and I was so wrapped up in my quest for blankets that I didn’t realize he’d returned.

“What are you doing?” he asked incredulously.

“Getting ready for bed,” I answered confusedly.

He pointed over his shoulder. “No, you're staying in the bedroom,” he countered.

“No I'm not,” I replied. “I'm sleeping on the couch.”

“No you're not.”

“Yes I am.”

“Darling, you are going to stay in the bedroom. It’s just one night.”

“But that’s your room.”

“That I rarely stay in.”

“But it’s still your bedroom—and I'd be lying if I didn’t admit that would make me feel a little weird.”

“Well would it help you if we just shared the bedroom?” Loki exclaimed in frustration.

“Yes,” I said decisively. My eyebrows scrunched. “Wait… what?”

“It’s settled then. We’ll just share.”

Filthy manipulator, I thought angrily to myself. “No,” I pressed. “I’ll just sleep on the couch.”

But Loki wasn’t listening. He’d already grabbed my wrist—and I realized he was in pajamas remarkably similar to the ones I was borrowing—and was dragging me gently back to the bedroom. “Too bad. You’ve already settled the matter,” he argued.

“Loki…” I warned.

“Look, darling, it’s one night and I doubt I’ll even touch you—especially not without your consent. The bed is far more comfortable than the sofa anyway.” As he spoke, he pulled open the bedroom door and let me go, inviting me in with a sweep of his hand. I screwed up my face in frustration. If I tried to go back to the sofa, he’d just catch me and pull me back, and he was so stubborn that I wouldn’t be able to talk him out of this—for some reason—so I debated for a moment before crossing the threshold.

He came in too. “Which side would you prefer?” he asked, leaving the door open.

“Don’t care. Farthest from the window is fine,” I answered.

“Alright then.” He flung the covers on the side I'd chosen down, circled the bed, and crawled in on the side next to the window. I rolled my eyes, turned off the light, and got in.

I felt far more comfortable in the darkness. Like he couldn’t judge me if he couldn’t see me. Wearing his pajamas—which were ridiculously comfortable—was a bit odd, but I was getting so tired that I couldn’t bring myself to care.

I rolled onto my left side, so I was facing his back, and closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.

^^^^^

Loki sensed her go to sleep as her body relaxed. A grin tugged on the corners of his face as he gently rolled onto his other side to look at her.

In sleep she was peaceful. She looked adorably small in her borrowed Asgardian pajamas—which were also too long on him—and her long eyelashes looked like wisps of shadows on her face. Her gentle breathing made her chest and side rise and fall.

She had no idea. It was kind of adorable.

Loki wasn’t the God of Lies for nothing. Of course it was his Frost Giant powers that were making the snow storm so severe. He just… he just wanted her to stay. She was the only Midgardian he enjoyed being around. He felt like she never judged him. He liked her company more than any other currently-alive being’s—even his brother’s. She was just bright—both in the smart way and the happy way—and smiley. It made him feel better.

The God of Mischief grinned as he closed his eyes, adjusted his position slightly, and also fell asleep.

^^^^^

Warmth surrounded me when I woke up. Through my closed eyelids I could see morning light. Some sort of pressure was on my right arm—the side exposed to the air—and my forehead was brushing something soft.

I was really comfortable. The pajama trousers I was wearing were bunched up around my knees and the overlong shirt I wore was twisted around my body, but other than that, I didn’t even want to move. I could feel my hair under my face and my arm under a pillow that was too cushy to be mine. I used a firm pillow because otherwise my neck would ache.

Where was I? What was that pressure? I didn’t want to move—or wake up—but I was curious.

I peeled my eyes open—

And it took everything I had not to shriek from being startled.

Loki was peacefully sleeping only an inch from my face. My forehead had been brushing a lock of his hair. His arm was flung over my shoulder and his eyes were closed. I realized, up-close-and-personal, that his eyelashes were almost as long as mine.

Slowly, I eased out from under his arm, trying to keep him asleep.

Fail.

He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. “Morning beautiful,” he greeted.

“I really wish you’d stop calling me endearments when we’re just friends,” I commented.

“Are we, though? Just friends?”

“Um… yeah. I think we are.”

“Would you be open to more?”

“I'm not having this conversation right now.”

“Why not?” he asked blearily.

“Because we just woke up. I don’t make good choices when I just barely woke up,” I retorted, moving to climb out of the bed.

Loki gently took my hand and tugged me back. “Nooo,” he complained. “Stay. You're so warm.”

I snorted. “No I'm not. I generate so little body heat I get cold the second the temperature dips lower than seventy-three degrees.”

“And I'm a Frost Giant who generates little body heat myself, love. But together we’re nice and cozy.”

“If I wasn’t with you all night last night I'd wonder if you had a hangover or something,” I remarked. “You very nearly sound drunk. Honestly, where is this all coming from? Why are you asking me if I'd be open to more now?”

“Because sleeping next to someone for a long time promotes trust—and I've been mildly in love with you for months.”

“What?!”

#Snow Storm #Loki #Loki Imagine #Loki FanFiction #Avengers #Avengers Imagine #Avengers FanFiction #Marvel Imagine #Marvel #Marvel FanFiction

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