#i love passion flowers as a group so fucking much
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This is kinda niche but I want to design a drag persona named Lory Folia based around the passion flower Passiflora Laurifolia cause they're extremely pretty and I feel like the name works.
I feel like a dress inspired by this flower would be so cool
(The picture is from the Passiflora laurifolia wiki page but I can't find direct credit)
#i love passion flowers as a group so fucking much#Fun Fact: the common name for Passiflora Laurifolia is Water Lemon#im deep diving through wikipedia looking at all the different passion flowers while listening to my favorite show tunes#sam talks
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⸻ 𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑!𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
cw :: mentions of violence, nsfw headcanons (MDNI)
a/n :: i saw this picture again the other day and i had to write something abt it cause jesus christ…look at him! (art creds: @/jpegjetty on twt)
hockey player!armin who's been skating since he was young and started playing hockey in memory of his dad.
hockey player!armin who usually isn't into violent sports but loves hockey with a burning passion and it is extremely good at it
hockey player!armin who outsmarts his opponents in every game, making them mad but he never cared. he always bragged by smirking and skating past them sometimes winking just to spite them.
hockey player!armin who has many girls fawning over him just like his other teammates but is always surprised by the number of girls who actually like him
hockey player!armin who met you at one of his games and it was completely random but he saw you in the stands and was instantly attracted to you.
hockey player!armin was too nervous to say something to you even though eren had prompted him to say something stop pining over you. "dude, just talk to her." he would shake his head and sighed, "i can't.
hockey player!armin who almost fell to his knees when you finally talked to him.
hockey player!armin who you realized was a sweetheart out of the rink and just kept the cocky persona when he was playing cause it made him feel good.
hockey player!armin who takes you out every friday after his games even if he's tired, bringing you flowers and making sure you have a good time. going all out because he wanted to see you.
hockey player!armin lets you wear his backup jersey to all of his games now even though he hasn't asked you out yet but he loves seeing you with his name on your back.
hockey player!armin who points to you in the stands when he makes the shot because you're his good luck charm and even though all the other girls fawn over it, you know it's for you and you only.
hockey player!armin who finally asks you out on one of your dates and completely surprises you but of course, you said yes.
hockey player!armin who is usually the calm one out of everyone on the team and talks everyone out of fighting each other but gets into an altercation with another player on another team. you see the big group before it even happens standing on the bleachers to get a better look, the crowd gasping when everyone starts to move and a fight breaks out.
you move faster than expected, sitting in the front by the barricade watching eren pull armin off the other player. both of them still yelling at each other and armin trying to break out of eren's arms, but that unwavering cockiness was still there when he wiped the blood off his lips and skated towards the barricade shooting a smirk your way before sitting out for the rest of the game.
hockey player!armin loves kissing you, whatever chance he gets. sometimes you're in his lap and his hands are all over you, you can't help but to squirm in his hold.
hockey player!armin who took such good care of you when you guys had sex for the first time, taking his time prepping you and making sure you were satisfied. "right there, baby?" "does that feel good?" "can you cum for me?" "you look so pretty like this"
remember when i said hockey player!armin was a sweetheart? yeah not when he's frustrated or when he's lost a game, having never lost a game before, his first loss got to him and he took it out on you. you would never forget how rough he got, how filthy his words were as he fucked you into the mattress.
"min, min, 's too much. s-slow down!" you cried out but he just sped up, his hips smacking against your ass loud enough that it echoes in the room, "c'mon you can take it. you've taken it before like a good slut, haven't you?
hockey player!armin doesn't get jealous often but he notices how men look at you, he's usually embarrassed when he leaves marks visible on your neck but tonight he makes the exception. he wants to send a message to the guy who's always hitting on you, that way he won't hit on you again.
hockey player!armin who eats your pussy like a starved man, he's sloppy with the way spit over your cunt and slurps up your slick making your thighs shake but he loves when they're around his head trying not to close around his head but he doesn't care. "f-fuck, armin!" your hands carding through his hair and pulling him closer to your pussy.
grinding on his face but his hands grip your thighs even tighter, he relishes in the fact that he gets to see you like this and no one else will see you like this. it doesn't take him long to make you cum, overstimulating you when he licks up all your cum. "you taste good, baby."
hockey player!armin who says 'i love you' after months of being together and takes you back to his place to engrave it in your skin with every kiss and every word he whispers in your ear as he slowly thrusts into you, taking his time enjoying this part of his thoroughly planned evening making sure you feel all of his love, "i love you, baby." "i love you too, minnie."
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┗🖋️ Tears drown you to the moon / A knight appears for you to swoon / He brings forth joy and fortune / Until gold turns into maroon 📖
🎧: Taylor Swift - Down Bad
wc: 1.3k
genre & warnings: angst, fluff, smut, college setting, heartbreak, ghosting, cursing, working out lmao, unprotected sex, car sex etc etc mdni
a/n: this is a part of The Tortured Poets Department series. if y'all want, you can read the other album inspired fics of other groups here.
You wait for your partner to arrive at the fancy restaurant you're in, giddy at the mere thought of being with him for the whole day.
It's been a while since you've seen him, both of you busy with your own lives, but now that your schedules have aligned, it's the perfect time to go on a date.
You smiled when the familiar figure entered the establishment, holding a beautiful bouquet of pink tulips.
"Jake!" you waved your hand, catching his attention and when you did, he beamed at you, walking in your direction and the room was suddenly brighter now that he'd graced it with his presence.
"Hello baby, I missed you." he comes to you, bending down a bit to give you a peck on the cheek. "Here, I saw this down the road and I thought of you."
He handed you the bunch of flowers, your heart swelling at the thoughtful action.
Isn't he so sweet? The dream man that anyone would've wanted and needed. More so when he can satisfy you in the middle of the night, in his leather seat, floundering under him.
The dinner was left unfinished, the dessert long forgotten when Jake can't seem to move his eyes away from your cleavage. Dragging you out of the restaurant and flinging you into his car, and he ain't patient enough to take you home before taking you for himself.
"Jake, r-right there!" you moaned, scratching his exposed back when he hit your g-spot perfectly. The sting riled him up even more, his thrusts becoming unbelievably harder and faster.
Being fucked in a car isn't exactly your cup of tea, but you're willing to explore as long as it's with him. Bodies bent almost impossibly at the cramped back seat, windows fogged up from the nasty activity, and the vehicle surely is moving weirdly on the outside.
"So fucking tight." Jake cursed, pounding into you relentlessly, relishing in the way your walls clamp around him whenever he gives you praises.
His length bullies into your wetness and your juices are smeared all over the material of his car seat, but Jake couldn't care less. All that matters is how good you feel and how heavenly he's making you feel.
"J-Jake. I'm close. Please." you begged for nothing in particular, but he knows what you want after doing this for so many times now.
The man moves his hand towards your hair, gentle at first then he suddenly tugs on your tresses, lifting your head forcefully.
"You'll cum when I tell you to, baby." he smirks, seeing your helpless expression and whimpering, and despite the difficulties, you managed to whisper a small 'okay.'
He loves it when you're like this, compliant and willing to take whatever he gives you. For that, you deserve a reward.
Using the hand that is still burning your scalp, he tilts your head in an angle that he liked the best, leaning down and trailing pecks all over your neck before biting onto your clavicle, nibbling over the area and lulling the dull pain with his warm tongue.
He then comes up to your face, kissing you with passion and he takes your open mouth as an advantage to slip his wet appendage in, sucking your own tongue in the process.
it was all too much. He is too much and you don't think you can hold out for much longer.
"I.. Jake. P-please let me cum." your glassy orbs staring at him so innocently, crying out in relief when he released your hair, opting to hold onto your waist.
"Hm." he grunts, going wilder in abusing your cunt, "Cum with me then, princess."
His dick twitched and you nodded your head vigorously, gazing right into his dark, hooded eyes.
He buried himself to the hilt, his warm seed spurting in your walls and that had you going over the edge as well.
Jake furrows his brows, fixing your unkempt hair and grabbing a towel that was inside a compartment, wiping your sweat away.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you." he apologizes, his usual puppy features returning and the blood rushed into his face when you jokingly said that you love it whenever he acts like a total jerk during sex.
He leaves a kiss on the crown of your head with a giggle, and for a minute you could mistake him as a highschool boy with a crush.
"Let's go home, yeah? I'll prepare you a bath and we'll watch your favorite movie. I'll also cook my special ramen for a late night snack."
You really couldn't ask for anything more than this man.
---------------------------------------------------
"No, I'm telling you. He's perfect!" you argued with your friends, laughing at their fake gagging noises.
Then, your phone dinged, a message notification. You momentarily paused your pilates session, heading to your bag and seeing a text from Jake.
"Y/N, this is important. We need to talk. Let's meet up in the usual café."
You raised an eyebrow but obliged nonetheless, taking some time to freshen yourself up and bidding goodbyes to your friends, quickly leaving the gym.
Upon entering the café, you immediately spotted your boyfriend, walking up to him with a smile.
"Hey, what's up?" you asked, sitting in the empty space in front of him.
"Y/N, I got the scholarship that I wanted in Australia." he dropped the news, and you are genuinely happy for him.
"Oh my god!" you reached over to hold his hand, grasping it in pure excitement, "Congratulations! That's one step away from your dream."
"Yeah, but.." he trails, and you understand where he's coming from.
"I'll support you." you say, peering into his worried chocolate orbs, "We'll make this work."
He nods, intertwining your fingers together, "We will."
Lies.
When god poured down the traits of deception, Sim Jaeyun caught it all. And when the devil sprung up some naiveté, you drank it all up.
You run on the treadmill at high speed, heavy footsteps match your labored breathing.
The fucker flew to Australia and it seemed like he forgot that he left someone that is waiting for him.
He posts on social media and he's enjoying himself, alright. Drinking beer, eating steak, playing soccer. He's updating the whole world of what is happening in his life except you... personally that is.
Is this what it feels like to be taken by some aliens, showing you a different world, a different galaxy that you loved so much, only to be dropped off in your old, sullen town.
Is this what it feels like to be bombarded by astronomical love, only to realize that it will vanish into thin air once the distance is a million of light years.
It's not like you haven't tried contacting him. You did. You reminded him of your presence, but you were ignored like dead grass in the park.
It's unbearable. So fucking unfair and you have no choice but to accept reality, despite the fact that breathing is as burdensome as moving on from him.
How can you even forget him? Is that even possible?
He presented you a strikingly gorgeous sanctuary, abandoning you there and you're stuck in a time loop of waiting for him to come back and pick you up. But all that's left are the ghosts of him that haunts you even in your dreams.
"You'll find someone new." is what they all say, but what do they know?
"Fuck!" you yelled, slamming your fist onto the controls of the treadmill and the machine came into a whirring stop.
You dropped onto your knees, hiding your face in your arms that were slinging onto the sides of the gym equipment, wailing like a child throwing a tantrum because a candy wasn't given to her despite her efforts to study for an important test.
"How the fuck will I be able to find someone new?"
Brand new is not an option, because what and who you wanted and needed was the old one.
What's the purpose of building forts if it's not gonna be used with your starry eyed beloved?
Dying is rather the better option than being with someone else, simply because you don't want anyone else if it's not your ramen lover of a golden retriever.
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Dating Joel Miller
Pairing: Bf!Joel Miller | Reader.
Warning(s): Age gap (reader is in their 20's), allusions to mature activities, mild d/s dynamics, fluff, cg!Joel, Daddy kink, begging, making out. I'll be safe and say minors do not interact.
Setting: TLOU 2.
He's definitely an experience.
Single-handedly rocks your world in more ways than one.
So, so laid-back it's fucking sexy.
Definitely tames the brat out of you.
What he says goes because he's older and knows better.
Or?
You live to learn he was right.
So smug when that happens.
Not very vocal about his feelings but cares for you so much.
The littlest of things that can easily be missed, Joel makes a point of remembering.
Won't ever openly admit it though.
Tough love in an endearing way.
From your favorite snacks to your preferred clothing, to the kinds of flowers or things you like to collect to getting you food whenever he does for himself and picking out the condiments you dislike to being mindful of the drink you prefer with it, he's got it all covered.
A total ass when it comes to training and you best believe he doesn't hold back on it. After everything that's happened, he wants you to be prepared for anything and everything.
Only rolls his eyes and shakes his head when you're being the kid that you are with Ellie and Co.
Simply snorts when you all tease him for being a geezer.
Because he knows that all it takes him is one certain look if it goes too far.
And you are whimpering into your place like a puppy yanked by their leash.
Besides, you can act all high and mighty as you want, Joel knows that the one who will have you all whiny, grabby and mushy underneath them will be him.
Whenever he wants.
You're down so bad for him, oh my God.
He knows it, and that's exactly why he doesn't get riled up when foolish little boys try their luck on you.
Well, that is, not usually.
Loves to tease you and make you beg after you've acted out all day.
"Oh, but I thought I was an old man who 'just didn't get' y'all, huh baby?" And you're a quivering, panting mess with your limbs tangled in his.
Great. Fucking. Kisser.
Hot, sloppy, wet, sense melting, passionate kisses while his calloused hands roam all over you, occasionally squeezing the parts that cause you to make such a huge mess in your pants that he tuts when he feels it through your clothes.
"Noooo, Daddy…" You're literally aching.
"Tell me what you want, baby. Say it for Daddy and he will give it to ya" you are a writhing mess as your hips grind against his and you hump yourself on one of his thighs.
"Please, Daddy… Need you so bad, Daddy… Please use me~" it depends on his mood how he treats you in bed though.
Some days he could be the most tender lover with gentle caresses, featherlight touches, cotton-soft pecks and passionate love making.
Other days include him pressing your face down into the mattress as his huge cock hammers in and out of your leaking slit, rough bites littering your skin as you struggle to breathe through the animalistic fucking.
Nothing gets you to cum harder than when he sometimes wraps his hand around your throat, features stern with all that's taking him not to just obliterate you.
Some days though, he likes to combine the two styles.
Eats you out like a starved wolf.
But can take his sweet time with that as well.
Lets out the deepest, most throaty grunts when you suck his dick.
Has a couple ways of reprimanding you if you're too clumsy and neglectful with yourself.
No one else is allowed to give you any shit though.
Isn't overbearingly domineering at all.
He knows you're young and dumb and will need to make some of your own mistakes to learn.
Always there for you with open arms to console you when you do.
Your silly little friend group definitely knows when to make themselves gone when Joel decides that he's had enough of sharing you for the day and wants you all for himself.
It's always subtle; like a gentle caress on your shoulder or a soft nudge in your side. Sometimes it can be a claiming hand on your lap. And then everyone knows that it's time to scurry out.
Doesn't always play voluntarily.
But when he does, it's for you.
Especially if there's a storm, or you're extra sensitive from playtime, or just emotional in general. Sometimes he's just feeling affectionate.
Will usually deny it like his life depends on it but there are certain songs, a specific range of lyrics and a peculiar sort of tunes that he plays only for you.
Every now and then you crawl into his lap after an intimate session and ask him to teach you how to play a song or two.
Then hours pass with you two just huddled into each other, strumming melodies to life as your naked back presses into his strong chest, your ass fitting perfectly in the crook of his abdomen as he rests his chin on your head and revels in your scent.
Sometimes he slowly cockwarms you in that position as well.
Cannot sleep without you.
He wasn't always like this.
But there's no going back now.
Joel is sure to keep tossing and turning until you're locked up close in his arms.
Your safety and well-being is his top priority.
Always.
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Playing TLOU again and boy am I needy for this grizzly bear. Also I haven't watched the show but I love Pedro so yeah. Feedback and reblogs are much appreciated <3
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Please anything bestfriend! Or loser! Luke w and Aphrodite!reader!!!!!!
Warnings: not much, kinda short, lmk if it doesn't satisfy anon, sorry it took so long I had to do a really hard math problem for ekko, too many/not enough commas, Luke is a lameo and r spends a lot of time with doves, I know zero Percy Jackson lore I read the wiki fandom article on Aphrodite kids and just used that, also I took like five quizzes and three said I was an Aphrodite kid so like I'm hot guys, enjoy
In the nicest way, Luke was a total fucking loser. He was too busy practicing sword fighting to actually ask anyone out or even get asked out. Luke hadn't even held hands with someone romantically. That didn't stop him from having crushes. He crushed on an Athena kid two years ago and confessed his feelings. That kid laughed in his face and rejected him. The next thing he knew a group of doves was pulling at the kids hair, scratching at their face. They flung their arms up trying to run the doves away. When Luke looked over he saw a small crowd of Aphrodite kids. One stood out to him. You. Something about the air around you seemed intoxicating. You looked him up and down before giving him a nod and walking off with your siblings following behind you. Your one interaction sparked his crush. He's been head over inheels since then.
You two rarely interacted over the years. Luke was just some guy and you were, well, you. Luke tried his hardest not to stare at you anytime he saw you but it was hard. Anytime you were at the lake there was sea foam gently swaying around your ankles in the water, and the amount of seashells around you seemed to increase the longer you spent at the shore. If you were excited and you were practically skipping to your siblings and friends, flowers would bloom around your feet with each step. You would spend your free time sitting on the front checked deck with your siblings. Usually you'd call a dove over you'd all fawn over it, giving it kisses on its head, lots of pets and snacks you'd crumble up. And he...liked swords? How is Luke supposed to get the courage to talk to you much less ask you out?
It wasn't as one sided as Luke assumed. You had your eye on him long before you stepped in on his confession two years ago. You thought Luke was cute. You loved how into his fighting he would get. You thought it was adorable the way he'd scrunch his nose or fiddle with his necklace. You loved a lot about him. Luke was gorgeous and passionate and terribly pathetic. All the best attributes of a man. You just worried about asking him out because you thought he'd think you were tricking him or it was all a big scheme with your siblings.
Luke never asked you out because he was terribly anxious you'd say no. He worried you'd go and tell all your friends and they'd tell their friends and next he'd know it'd be all over camp and he'd be laughing stock. So Luke stuck to just gazing and sighing longingly at you. You always felt his eyes no matter what you were doing and most of the time once you'd find his eyes he'd look away.
So the day you ran up to Luke first thing in the morning, flowers blooming at your feet, Luke almost had a panic attack. You gave him a bright smile and he swore he fell even more in love with you. You said something but he couldn't hear you at all. Luke just stared at you. When your smile started to fall due to his lack of response he finally spoke up. He asked you to repeat yourself.
"do you wanna go out?" Luke froze, which was worse the second time around because now he's stopped talking to you twice in one conversation. You snapped your fingers to get his attention. He startled and ran your words through his head again. Luke quickly nodded his head.
"yes, yeah yeah that'd be good yeah." Your smile returned and clapped your hands together. You gave him a date, time, and where to meet up. Just as quick as you came you left, even more flowers sprouting at your feet. A few doves came down from the sky twirling around you as you ran back to your friends to tell them the spectacular news.
When your date finally rolled around, you were smiling the whole way though. Laughing when Luke did something stupid in an attempt to impress you. Jumping off tall rocks and failing miserably to land on his feet. Picking a flower off the ground and tucking it behind your ear. He climbed up a tree and hung down smiling at you, upside down. You moved closer to him and gently kissed his lips. You pulled back and told him to meet you at the same time next week. Walking away, you heard a large crash. Looking back you saw Luke on his back in the dirt. You called out to him, to make sure you wouldn't be charged with manslaughter. Luke rolled over onto his stomach and smiled at you. You returned it and made your way back to your cabin excited for your next date.
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Phillip Graves x Fem!Reader
SMUT MDNI NSFW!!!!!!
VALENTINES DAY 💕
For all my lovlies out there, enjoy my little story 🤭
(it has erotic scenes, you have been warned!!!!!)
💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
You wanted to spend Valentines day with your husband Phillip Graves. But he was not in romantic mood. His last mission was failure and he lost a lot of expensive weapon and money.
You found him sitting in your living room with serious face, he was looking at something in his tablet.
"Hey honey. What are you doing?" You tried to start light conversation.
"Looking at battleplans." Graves didn't even rise his gaze on you.
"I was just wondering... Next week is Valentines day...so I thought, maybe you can take one day off and spend it with me?" You cutely smiled at him.
"I can't sweetie. I will be probably busy." He murmured.
"Oh Phil, come on... Just one day... You need some time for yourself too... It doesn't have to be something fancy, just you and me, I could prepare some dinner... "
"Can you just shut the fuck up?!" Graves interrupted you and looked at you angerly.
You looked at him completly shocked.
"Why you speaking to me like this?"
"Because I try to focus on something important and you keep yapping about some shit!!" Graves stood up and started to look for something
"People are dying, I lost hell of money, my reputation is hanging on a thread and you talk about some stupid dinner!" Graves found charger.
You stood up there, trying to hide tears.
Graves connected his tablet to the charger.
"I'm a busy guy, you know who you married. Now stop standing here and staring like a owl. Go do your nails or other stupid shit and leave me alone."
That was enough for you. You slammed the door and went to your bedroom.
You cried almost all night. In the morning you saw Graves was gone. He went on a mission and didn't even tell you goodbye.
The next few days were torture for you. You started to regret that you didn't try to talk to your husband. Calm him down... But he didn't have to be so nasty for you right?
You went to his office room. You touched his clothes that he left on the chair. You missed him so much, even that he was mean to you.
You saw something on his desk. It was his tablet. Curiosity took over you and you turned it on.
You saw that his phone was connected to it. You could read now all group chat between Graves and his close Shadows.
Graves promised them to double the bonus if they successfuly finish the mission. At 14th of February they supposed to comeback home.
Some of the Shadows replied that, they will go to the stripper club and they will book hotel and bring girls for some orgy.
Graves didn't reply anything to that, but you felt incredibly hurt.
Maybe that was the reason he was so nasty to you? He was or wanted to cheat on you, so he started a fight. You felt heartbroken. How could Phillip be like that? You knew that he is workaholic but he loved you. He proved you that many times.
You heard door closing on the first floor. You run downstairs to find Phillip holding big buquet of flowers.
"Honey, I'm home!" Graves gave you the buquet and gift bag probably with jewerly.
He kissed you with passion.
"I didn't expect you to come back so soon.."
"We finished the job. It's big success for the company." Graves tried to kiss you again.
You pulled back to look suspiciously at him.
"Baby...I'm so sorry...I was so bad for you... When I was away, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I'm so lucky to have you in my life.... I would sacrifice everything to keep you safe. Work took the best of me. I promise, I will be better for you. " Graves smiled and hugged you.
But his behaviour didn't calm you down.
"Why you are not celebrating your victory with Shadows? I heard you wanted to fuck some random girls." Your tone was offended.
"I'm not a god damn dog to fuck some random bitches!" Graves looked at you and smirked.
"I'm gonna fuck my wife. That's the difference between other guys and me."
Before you could answer him, Graves manhandled you and took you upstairs to your shared bedroom.
He threw you to the bed, and ripped off your shorts and top.
He positioned himself bewtween your tights.
"Well, well, well.... Look what we have here. My wife soaked wet for her husband huh?" Graves took off your panties.
"Phillip... I just wanted..."
"Quiet love. Let your husband do the work here."
Graves spreaded your folds with his fingers and pinched your clit. He quickly tasted your sweet essence as he licks a firm stripe on your folds. He moans, eyebrows wrinkled and eyes open wide as he entertains himself with your taste. His tongue worked wonders on you, repeatedly sucking, flicking, and drawing various figures on your sensitive nub.
He inserted two fingers into you, streching sweetly your pussy.
"Tell me how much you missed me." Graves groaned into your clit.
"I missed you....very much." You whined almost closed your legs together from sensations, but Graves grabbed your tight firmly with his hand and spreaded them wider.
"You're not angry with me anymore? My sweet, little valentine?" Graves chuckled and licked your clit, his fingers still working, curling inside you, making you flow with juices.
"I'm not angry...." You grabed his hair, and pushed yourself into his tongue more.
"Mmm...that's my girl....so sweet...so perfect." Graves murmurs into your pussy. His cock is twitching inside his pants, he is so eager to dive into you.
Graves hit with his fingers your sweet spot,making you moan his name and come all over his mouth.
Graves gave your pussy a wet slap and undressed himself in hurry.
He towered above you with his muscular body, and you felt how much you really love him. You pulled him closer to kiss his wet lips, tasting your own sweetness.
Graves gave few pumps to his cock, and started to tease your entrance with his tip.
"You want me baby?" Graves looked at you with his blue eyes, massaging with one hand your nipples, with other hand he was playing with his cock, touching your pussy up and down.
"Yes, I want you Phil, so bad." You moan when he curl and twist your nipples bewtween his fingers.
He grabbed one of your tits and sucked it.
"Do you still love me?" Graves continued to tease you, knowing very well the answer.
"Yes...I love you.. Please Phil." You whined.
Graves sucked your other tit, flipping around his tongue.
He finally looked at you with victorious smile.
"I love you too baby. So fucking much. " He entered into your pussy hole with strong thrust, streching you widely. You grabbed his arms and gasped from sensation.
Graves didn't even try to be delicate. He started to rut into you with fast and strong pace. His cock coming in and out of you, making pornographic wet sounds.
He moaned at the feeling, pulling your hips back to meet his pushes.
"Just like that, just like that Phil." You shouted out, your eyes beginning to water.
"Don't stop please." You were at that point so stirred up, you felt like you could cum without warning. Around his length, your walls were already clenching. Suddenly Graves raised your legs, putting them on his shoulders, so his needy cock could dive deeper and hit your spongy spot. You wheezed at the unexpected change.
"Fuck, you're going to cum on my cock sweetie?" Graves was gasping, his hot breath on your neck. You were unable to track down the words, so you just shaked your head.
Graves began fucking into you harder; making you grasp onto him. You were so loud, that you start to be afraid that he is going to cover your mouth.
Which he did. He leaned into you and gave you erotic kiss full of tongue and saliva.
"Cum for me sweetie, fuck you're so beautiful." Graves groaned into your chest, not stopping even for a moment his speed.
Your pussy walls clenched around him, making electricity shoot through your body.
"Fuck, that's it....that's my girl..."
Graves licked your neck, bitting on it gently. He grabbed strongly your hips and with few more thrusts he came in your pussy. You felt his hot load fill you inside, drops falling into your butthole.
Graves fell into you all hard breathing and sweaty. You hugged him tight and kissed his head.
"You're the best wife in the entire world... I would kill anybody for you... God damn, I love you so much." Graves murmured into crook of your neck.
"I love you too Phil. No matter what." You were so happy, lying there with your husband in bliss.
Graves slowly pulled out his cock, put he made sure to collect his white load back into your pussy.
"I want to have kids with you sweetie. It's about damn time." Graves rolled into his back and pulled you, so now you were lying in his chest.
"Are you sure about that?" You slowly caressed his chest.
"Yea. I won't go anywhere, anytime soon. I need a fucking break from these wars. I have my own life too. And beautiful wife that I need to take care off. " He kissed your forehead.
"I'm so happy, Phil..." You felt overjoyed. " I will finally have you all for myself."
Graves chuckled and rised up to take his phone.
"Come here baby." Graves pulled you closer at took selfie with you. He kissed your cheek, but he made sure that your naked chest is hidden with his hands. Anybody could tell that you two just had sex, because of your fucked up expression. Messy hair, red cheeks and dreamy smile.
Graves sent the picture to the group chat.
"Enjoying Valentines with my sexy wife, I win boys".
Just after few seconds the chat was flooded with messages.
"SO HOT DAMN"
"Mrs Graves is so beautiful 😍"
"Commander's wife is sexy as fuuuck"
"Watch your language!!! Or I will kick your asses 😡" Graves texted.
" I will take bullet for woman like this anytime"
"I will take bullet, knife, baseball bat... Anything. Such a beauty"
"Graves is so lucky it's unfair :( "
"Yall disgusting. That's why you won't meet my lady." Graves continued to argue with Shadows over the texts, they were begging him now, to get to meet you.
"I'm going to be busy, making babies with my wife. So don't send me nothing stupid. "
He threw away under pillows his phone.
"The night is not over. Let's celebrate some more valentines sweetie, how about that?" Graves smiled and kissed you.
"I love this idea." You giggled.
Phil with flowers made by my luv @candy616 😍😍
I hope you liked it!!! 😘😘😘😘😘
@xxavengingangelxx @candy616 @phillip-graves-wife
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#call of duty#phillip graves#shadow company#commander graves#phillip graves cod#phillip graves call of duty#phillip graves smut#phillip graves x reader#phillip graves x you#phillip graves x fem!reader#phillip graves x female reader#phillip graves x f!reader#graves smut
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hiieee can i request some boyfriend hc’s for Mickey? can be nsfw and sfw!
A/N: I'll do you one better, Nonnie. I'll do both. Hope you enjoy it because I loved writing it! 🥰
SFW
Mickey is touchy, at all times. He has his hands on your legs, your arms, your butt, your waist, anywhere he can put his hands on.
Mickey loves to get into argument mode, he loves to see how passionate you are about the things you enjoy.
MUSEUM DATES, MUSEUM DATES, MUSEUM DATES
Mickey loves to take you to a museum, and after that drink coffee with you and discuss everything the two of you saw.
You're the only person that he has contact with who met his family, they were blue collar, his dad was a welder and his mum was a teacher and you found out where he got his passion for history and film.
He's the first of his family to go to college and his parents are very proud of him and support his dreams of being a film director, and they want the two of you any holiday you can get to spend time with them, they adore you.
"Marry her." His mother told Mickey.
"That's the plan, mum." Mickey told his mother after watching you play games with his cousins.
Mickey gives you a flower every day, and you keep them in your books.
He's surprisingly romantic and listens to anything you want and gives you a present and is exactly what you want.
Mickey was a player before he met you, but after dating you he doesn't want anything to jeopardise your relationship, so he only goes to parties when you are there and avoids girls that aren't from your friend group.
JEALOUS JEALOUS JEALOUS
Mickey can't help it, it's your fault for being so hot.
Randy has a crush on you and Mickey hates him for it, he makes sure to have you on his lap every time Randy is around.
You have to calm him down and you also make sure to reassure him that you don't want anyone else but him.
If Mrs. Loomis gives any inkling that she wants to get rid of you, he will kill her, and he won't hesitate. You're the most important thing for Mickey and no one would ever hurt you.
NSFW
Mickey will ALWAYS make you cum at least twice every time you guys fuck.
He's the KING of oral sex, his kink is making you squirt as much as he can. You didn't even know that you were capable of that before Mickey came into your life.
Mickey has a huge cock, scary big...he was afraid to hurt you the first few times that the two of you had sex and sometimes he still is.
When Mickey gets jealous, he will tease you and not allow you to cum.
"Mickey, please let me cum." You had tears running down your face, he was bringing you near peak for hours, and you couldn't take it anymore.
"No one else can make you cum like I can, bunny. Especially not the nerd Randy." His mouth went to your over sensitive pussy one more time, but this time made you cum again.
Mickey is VERY possessive, so he would never let anyone see you this way, public sex is a huge no-no
Threesomes too, he would never share you with anyone, you're his and only his.
Mickey loves your butt AND boobs, he thinks they are perfect and will spend hours playing with both of them.
Mickey LOVES to cum inside you, but his guilty pleasure is cumming on your face, he loves to see you eating his cum.
#mickey altieri x reader#mickey altieri x you#mickey altieri smut#mickey altieri imagine#mickey altieri#scream 2#scream imagine#slasher fanfiction#mickey altieri headcanons
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You're legit the only Eva writer, so I have a cute, fluffy request of the girls helping Eva ask reader out because she's scared of being rejected. I love your work btw, i literally stalk you to make sure i didn't miss anything
The Golden Window
Pairing: Eva x Female reader
Warning(s): none, just Eva overthinking and gallons of fluff, quite a bit of y/n use at first. Sorry if the POV situation is weird, I couldn't get a solid gage of what the POV would be, this is the closest fit.
Summary: Eva turns to the girls for some help telling you that she likes you, but it doesn't go as planned...
Word count: 1.1k
WHAT THE HELLLL. I AM SO HONORED. I have an account stalker :') Ugh no but fr, you're so sweet and thank you so much, I'm always over the moon when people tell me that they like my writing, because it's something I'm genuinely passionate about and love to share. So I hope you like this one too :)It's a bit shorter than my usual fics. (I am so sorry for making you wait literal months for this oh gosh)
PSA: I am giving my editor a break so this is lowkey not edited as great as usual. I apologize if there are any mistakes😭
~~~~Happy Reading!~~~~
Eva sat at the kitchen table, nervously twiddling her fingers distractedly, staring at nothing.
"Eva...Eva!?"
Suddenly her attention snapped to the person in front of her, whose hands were waving in her face.
"Oh shit, sorry Cricket, what's up?" Eva said apologetically.
"What's on your mind? We're usually the ones who are all in our heads" Cricket chuckled.
Eva cringed at the thoughts currently going through her head.
They were all about you, of course.
come onnnn, spit it outttt Cricket urged.
"well... I like..." Eva sighed, she was usually the one helping the other girls with their emotions, but ironically she was struggling with her own emotions.
Cricket put her arm on Eva's shoulder
"Hey, it's alright" She said softly
"I like y/n." Eva said suddenly.
Eva stared into cricket's eyes for a moment as Cricket said nothing.
"Well, we all like y/n..." Cricket said.
"Cricket!" Eva slapped cricket's arm causing the other woman to laugh.
"I'm just fucking with you! okay okay so, what's the problem with that?" Cricket asked curiously.
"I-" Eva cut herself off, frustratedly running her hands through her hair.
"I'm scared to ask her out" she slapped her hands onto the table.
Cricket looked at her and held her chin in her hand as her elbow rested on the table.
"I think this is a job for the group" Cricket smiled.
...
"okay girls, I have gathered you all here today because-"
"Where is y/n?" Salem spoke up.
"I was just getting to that, if you would let me continue Salem" Cricket said with strained politeness.
"oh okay, sorry" Salem said sheepishly.
"As I was saying, I sent y/n out for some groceries because we need to help Eva with something. Cricket continued
all the girl's turned to stare at Eva, who blushed embarassingly.
"we are gonna help Eva here confess her feelings to y/n"
the girls gasped and Eva even heard one "I knew it!"
"okay okay, settle down!, settle down!" Cricket yelled over the women's voices, causing them to quiet down.
"Eva, you have the floor" Cricket continued when it was quiet once again.
Eva cleared her throat and addressed the girls.
"Alright guys so, as Cricket says, I have a crush on y/n... and it's eating me up inside that I don't know how to tell her because I'm scared she doesn't feel the same way."
a few "awwww"s were heard from the girls before Salem spoke up once again.
"I think you should do something big, like maybe buy her chocolates and flowers and leave a letter for her that tells her to go to the garden and then you tell her there" Salem said with a dreamy smile.
"um, no you idiot, y/n will hate that" Isis scowled at her.
"hey, Isis! Eva chided causing Isis to look back at her.
"that wasn't nice, Salem's idea was good" Eva scolded Isis
"apologize to her."
"fine. I'm sorry Salem" Isis rolled her eyes.
"I accept your apology, and forgive you for the harm you have caused" Salem responded tightly.
"Good, but that being said, Salem, even though your idea was good, I also don't think y/n would like that" Eva said gently.
"what if you did it during one of your sessions?" Audrey spoke up.
"No, I can't do that, the session are for you guys and your feelings, I'm not going to make it about my feelings." Eva shook her head.
"I think you should just flat out say it to her some time. Pull her to somewhere private and just speak your feelings to her. That's what you always teach us" Cricket spoke up from Eva's side, uncrossing her arms and placing a hand on Eva's shoulder.
Eva looked at her and smiled a little.
"yeah you're right. Fear is an emotion that I can persevere through as long as I speak my truth." Eva smiled.
"That's the spirit! Right girls!?" Cricket asked the girls sitting in front of them.
A chorus of "yeah!"s and "Yeah! just tell y/n you like her!" could be heard.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and all the girls were startled into silence as they turned to see what had made the noise.
There, standing in the arch leading into the living room was y/n, mouth agape, staring at Eva. She had dropped the bag of groceries she was carrying.
The silence that filled the room was deafening and Eva could practically hear the blood rushing through her body.
Eva was the first to speak up though.
"um, girls, can you uh..." Eva started
before she even finish her sentence, the girls were already quickly getting up and leaving the room. Cricket picked up the bag of groceries and finally left, Eva and you alone.
"Would you sit down please?" Eva said softly, gesturing to the couch.
you nodded and took a seat in front of her before she moved to sit next to you, causing you to turn towards her.
"how much did you hear?" Eva cringed.
you smiled a little,
"I heard enough. 'tell y/n you like her!'" you said in a teasing voice.
Eva put her face in her hands and groaned causing you to giggle a little before gently removing her hands from her face to see her red face.
you looked into her blue eyes that you always seemed to get lost in.
"hey, it's okay" you whispered gently.
Eva found herself getting lost in your warm brown eyes as well.
"it's just that... i don't know, I didn't expect to tell you this soon, I was going to plan it in my head" Eva explained, looking away, feeling embarrassed.
you were silent for a moment, and as Eva was about to turn her head back to you, you took the liberty of doing it yourself, grabbing her chin and connecting your lips to hers.
Eva was surprised at first, but quickly returned the kiss.
Once the two of you separated, you smiled brightly.
"Now are you ready to tell me?" you smirked.
Eva laughed before responding,
"yeah that definitely helps"
"well?" you urged her on.
"y/n, I like you" Eva said with a smile.
"I think you have my answer" you giggled.
"I don't know, I think I need your answer again" Eva said with faux confusion.
You laughed, causing her to do the same as you smacked her gently.
you kissed her once again, reveling in the feel of her soft pink lips that you could never seem to keep your eyes off of.
When you pulled away again, you pressed your forehead to hers and smiled.
"I like you too Eva"
#fanfiction#fanfic#fanfiction writer#gxg#eva x you#eva swarm#eva x reader#fluff#billie eilish fanfic#billie eilish x y/n#billie eilish x reader
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I die anytime I read protective/possessive 🤤🤤 what about all the times barzal was protective of reader 🥺
A/N: Okay!I love these! But I've never been asked for something like this. So, thank you!
All the times Mat Barzal was protective of you:
The time, before you weren't even dating, where your brother was threatening to punch you for taking his car without asking. Mat thought he was serious and stepped between you two. Mat told your brother “You’ll hit the ground before you’re even done swinging.”
The time, when you came to visit Mat in New York, and got a little lost trying to come back with coffee. You called Mat, borderline hyperventilating, he came sprinting down the street, hugging you so hard you spilt the coffee. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled. “Let’s go get breakfast instead.”
Mat has been known to tell people to stop looking at you when you’re out at the bar. You’re trying to be casual with the Isles group and Mat’s like a rabid dog at all the bros who think they’re gonna come buy you a drink. One of them gets testy, saying Mat’s too pretty to be intimidating. “How about you fuck around and find out, bud?” Mat says, attempting to stand from his stool. You sit down hard on his lap, telling him if he’s good, he can fuck your mouth later.
One night, you had awful stomach pain and couldn’t stop throwing up. Mat got worried and called the team doctor. They came over, checked you out, and insisted you needed to go to the ER immediately. Turns out, appendicitis is as painful as they say. Mat stayed behind and met the team late just to stay with you through the whole procedure, only leaving when your mom pushed him out of the apartment. “But… she needs me!” He insisted to her. “Mat! Your team does!” You yell to him as your mom shuts the door in his face.
One night, Mat gets a little rough while fucking you, which you love, but then he spends the next few days constantly asking if you’re okay. He comes home with flowers and cupcakes and your favorite energy drinks. He dots on you all over the apartment, hands roaming along your hips, ass, breasts, and cheeks constantly needing reassurance from you that you’re okay. “Baby.” You whine when he tries to follow you into the bathroom. “This is too much!” “I was so rough.” “Yeah, and I’ve never come that hard.” You look pointedly at him. He pauses, considering. “Come out of that bathroom naked. Let’s try it again.”
But none of these compares to what happens when you get pregnant unexpectedly.
Mat is everything you need in a partner. Baby books, done. Every appointment, there. Ultrasound pics in his locker, absolutely. Smothering your baby bump with smooches, where else would his lips go??
But when it comes time for you to give birth, he is wheezing with panic as you’re pushing. He’s muttering under his breath prayers to every God he can think of. You purse your lips as the next contraction bares down on you, squeezing Mat’s hand in both pain and reassurance. “Please be okay.” He begs when the baby is placed on your chest. Your daughter wails back at him and Mat loses it, tears falling onto his face as he passionately kisses you.
Yes, he is the dad that drives literally ten miles an hour down the street the whole way home from the hospital. “Honk all you want, douche bag. I’m not going above 11!” Mat grumbles as you hide your embarrassed cheeks with your hands in the back seat.
When you see him in the nursery, holding her close, placing soft kisses on her dainty nose, you’re thankful there is someone to share Mat’s protective attention with. Maybe you’ll get to leave the house without your faithful protector trailing after you.
Spoiler: you don’t. And that’s perfectly fine because you know with Mat, you’ll always be safe.
#Mat Barzal#mat barzal fic#hockey writing#nhl fan fiction#my writing#writing request#New York islanders
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hey cutie i couldn’t find the post to look at who you write for but what about some Fanum headcanons? love u 💗💗💗
Fanum Headcannons ☆
● He may look intimidating, but in reality, he's such a lovable guy. He wouldn't even hurt a fly. He treats you with so much respect.
● He may not be the most athletic, but he has a cute face to make up for it. Like out of everyone in the group, he's the finest.
● fanum is very confident, man, so when he first met you, he made the first move on you, and you couldn't help but smile. When he was around, you talked to you. You couldn't help but smile.
● He be giving you nicknames like 'my heart, mama's ma, etc)
● He's a very chill person, sure he likes going out but he likes staying at home being with you and relaxing together.
● He'll have you on his 24/7 like this man is so in love with you he can't help but show you off in front of the whole world.
● He is a very passionate lover, like he has a very good heart, and that's what you like about him.
● You're number 1 fan, if you post yourself on social media, he would comment on it, heart it anything you name it.
● He's overprotective but he not crazy wit it, like of course he'll let you have your freedom, and doesn't control anything you wear, he knows that if a nigga tries to flirt with you, you wouldn't be interested because you got him and only him, but if someone touches you inappropriately he ain't got no problems throwing hands.
●He loves that you are a food lover like him. He isn't really into sharing his food because he greedy, but with him, he'll share his food. This man would take you out to the most fanciest restaurant and let you try the most amazing food.
● He such a gentleman man, because niggas today is trifling but he ain't like that, this man would carry you if you tired, he'll hold doors for you, open the car door so you can get on first.
● This man would spoil you, like he doesn't care, he'll get you whatever you want. Like he provides you anything.
● He'll take you on dates all the time, he'll cook for you, he'll get you flower's.
● He's such a down to earth guy like he is so chill and is very humble.
● He'll never lie to you. He tells you everything. He's like your best friend, y'all be gossiping like y'all in high school .
● Yes, even though he shares his food with specifically you, he still does the fanum tax. The both of y'all do, both of you be stealing food from the other guys in the house, especially kai. He is having the good snacks.
● This man is really good at calming you down. If you were mad, sad, or going through something, he'll be there for you for your mental health. He's very patient and gentle with you.
● Very clingy, he only wants you to be around him 24/7. He always hugged you from behind, cheek kisses.
● I feel like he's the type to get a tatt with your name on it.
● You can never stay mad at fanum wherever fanum does something that's gets you mad. You can never be mad at him because he always makes you laugh and put you in a good mood. "C'mon ma, you know you can't stay mad at me forever." Fanum teases you as he gives you a lot of cheek kisses. You were trying to make him stop, but you couldn't resist as you were smiling.
● He loves to cuddle, he feels so soft and warm, and he smells really good.
● He loves playing video games on his streams he'll have you come play the game with him,but if you didn't know how to play, he'd teach you. He thinks it's so cute when you get frustrated with the game.
● Yo, this man when he speaks Spanish is so fucking sexxy, like when he speaks Spanish it does something to you, he'll say something sweet in Spanish even if you didn't understand.
● Overall, fanum is the best boyfriend you can ever ask for he's such a cutie patootie.
#fanum tax#fanum#fanum x reader#fanum x fem!reader#fanum x black!reader#my mannnn#he's so fine#he's to underrated#fanum Headcannons#we need more fanfics of this man I'm not kidding
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*Boaterm addition*
Scar: In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t “fit in” and I don’t WANT to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on? That’s weird.
Mumbo: Are we really going to let Grian keep Scar?
Pearl: We kept Impulse.
Scar: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve.
Mumbo: I think you mean cards.
Grian: They did not.
Scar, pulling out knives: I did not.
Grian: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are.
Scar: I won a new phone in a race.
Impulse: Huh? What kind of race lets you win a phone, Scar?
Scar: A race between the store owner, the cop, and me.
Mumbo: *Stands in trash can.*
Impulse: Mumbo, not again! You're not trash, you're at least recycling!
*The Squad is on a hike*
Impulse: It’s beautiful out here.
Mumbo: And quiet.
Impulse: Too quiet.
Mumbo: Did we lose someone?
*cut to Grian with a bear in a headlock*
Mumbo: I’ve become a bread crumb dealer to four crows at the lake. They pay me with a bit of everything. Like shiny things, fabric, or pens. But recently they paid me with a 20 dollar bill they found somewhere. So I decided to buy them some more expensive bread. They loved it. So they understand what to do. Give me money. I’ve probably racked up about 200 dollars at this point. Is it morally wrong though, I mean. They’re the ones who steal the money from others. Or perhaps they just have a big pile laying somewhere. Should I keep on doing this?
Impulse: You sound like the start of a Batman villain.
Scar: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise.
Impulse: What's the surprise?
Pearl: Blood poisoning.
Scar: *sneaking in through their window*
Grian: *turning in their chair and flicking the light one* You want to tell me where you've been all night?
Scar: I was with Mumbo?
Mumbo: *turning in their chair* Wanna try again?
Scar: Met a dumbass today. Awful.
Grian: You looked in a mirror?
Scar: Someday you will have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful.
Mumbo: I know you love them.
Grian: I am not in love with Scar!
Mumbo, staring at Grian: I never said who...
Grian: *realizes*
Grian: Shit. Well, anyways-
Scar: Pick a card, any card.
Grian: Fine.
Scar: Wait, that's my credit card!
Grian: You said any card.
Scar: I may be stupid.
The Squad: ...
Scar: Oh, did you think I was going to finish that sentence?
Grian: I am the most responsible person in the group.
Pearl: …You just set the kitchen on fire.
Grian: Yes, and I take full responsibility for that.
Grian: Go ahead, Scar. Let it out, cry. If you don't, your tear ducts will get blocked up, and then when you get old, you won't be able to cry.
Pearl: Just when we thought it was safe to let you back into the conversation.
Scar: Grian, I sense hostility.
Grian: Good, because I hate you.
Pearl (brainstorming ideas for pranking Grian): How much could a serial killer mask possibly cost?
Impulse: Well it’s hard to find a high-quality one made out of leather or silicone, but if you did find a good one like that it’d be a couple thousands of dollars. I can try to hook you up with one but I don’t know if I’d be very successful.
Pearl: Huh, that’s pretty interesting actually- Wait, how the hell do you know that?
Impulse: …I am very passionate about Halloween, Pearl.
Scar: *working in a flower shop and minding their own business*
Grian, storming into the store and slapping $20 on the counter: HOW DO I PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVELY SAY “FUCK YOU” IN FLOWER???
Mumbo: Why would you give a knife to Impulse?!
Scar, shrugging: Impulse felt unsafe.
Mumbo: Now I feel unsafe!
Scar: I’m sorry…
Scar: Would you like a knife?
Grian: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Scar meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.
Scar: Hello, I'm Scar. I work at a shop now. Here to help. Look, they gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget it. Very helpful, as that does happen.
Scar: *running towards Pearl with open arms*
Pearl: *moves out of the way*
Scar: Hey, why'd you move?!
Pearl: I thought you were going to attack me.
Scar: I was going to hug you!
Pearl: Why would you hug me?
Scar: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?
Mumbo, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?
Grian, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah.
Grian: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it.
Grian: Everything will be fine. You have no choice.
Scar: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that?
Grian: Ominous positivity.
Scar: *in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You’re supposed to say I have ‘the right to remain silent’”! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!
Pearl: *in the cell next to them* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity.
Pearl: I’m going to dunk on you.
Mumbo: Bring a ladder.
Pearl: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something!
Mumbo: You left me, Grian, and Scar in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago.
Pearl: I did that on purpose, try again.
Scar: Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there?
Pearl: Those are the ghosts of the bugs you killed before.
Scar:
Scar: *sobs*
Mumbo: You fucking scared them, you idiot.
Scar: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?
Pearl: Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"?
Grian: Ya know... it might be.
Scar: Impulse has no idea I’m high.
Impulse: You’re high?
Scar: Oh, I’m sorry.
Scar, leaning over to Mumbo: Impulse has no idea I’m high.
Grian: Let's just agree to both say we're sorry on the count of three.
Grian: One... two... three.
Pearl: ...
Grian: ...
Grian: See, now I'm just disappointed in both of us.
#grian#incorrect hermitcraft quotes#hermitcraft#mumbo jumbo#boatem#impulsesv#pearlescentmoon#goodtimeswithscar
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maybe grumpy!r with zombie!au jonathon ? totally fine if this doesn’t work haha have a good day <3
tysm ♡
The river kisses the rubber toes of your shoes, rushing water loud over stone. If Jonathan knew you were sitting by the river defenceless he'd worry in his way, sweetness first and annoyance second.
But Jonathan won't know, you decide, tracing the silky blue water until it turns to froth.
It's not his fault, not Will's, not any of your group's fault that you resent your life with so much passion, and so you try to leave them alone when you know you'll lash out. Will says your sullen, Jon just says you're tired, but it's Hopper who hits the nail on the head, every time.
"You're a grump, kid. Old man in a young girl's body."
You're not sure about young —you feel like living to this age is impressive enough in the circumstances— but you agree to being thought grumpy. You're kind of awful, actually.
"How many times do I have to tell you?"
You jump at Jonathan's voice at your shoulder and almost smack your skulls together. "How many times do I have to tell you?" you ask, glaring at his easy smile. "Don't fucking sneak up on me."
"Don't sit by the river alone. Idiot. It's too loud, you'd never hear a geek coming up behind you and then I'd have to put you out of your misery, and how is that fair? I don't want to kill you. Will would never forgive me."
"That's your reason?"
"Sure is. I got you this."
A hand thrust in front of you, a flower twirled by the stem. You're not sure what kind it is or where he got it, but it's tall and strong, petals all shades of purple. You accept it with tender fingers. It feels foreign to see something as starkly beautiful as his clean flower between all the gore and grit of your life on foot.
"Thank you," you murmur.
"Anything for me?"
Jonathan looks at you head on. Christ, he's handsome. He doesn't seem to think so, but it's in his smile, and the way he talks, the easy roll of his shoulders now and his more timid moments, too. It's in his laugh, his eyes.
You huff in annoyance and kiss him.
"Don't be like that," he says against your lips, punctuating with two quick kisses.
"I'm not being like anything."
"Don't kiss me if you don't want to," he says, his fingers wrapped around your wrist. You love his touch, the firm, almost rough brunt of his thumb against your pulse and his forehead as it rests on your shoulder. "It's fine. I'll just die miserable."
"You're not funny," you say, staring at the top of his head.
"You're not, either, but I usually laugh." Jonathan stops his teasing, his voice shining with sincerity as his lips skip over your sleeve. "Are you okay? I was worried about you. I am worried about you."
You look down at your flower, a perfect little gift. It staves away the dirty feeling that lingers on your skin.
"Do you think I could press this? Keep it forever?" you ask.
Jonathan sits up, spinning away from you so you're staring in opposite directions, hip to hip. "Yeah, you can. You just need a little tissue paper. But if it doesn't work, I'll find you another one."
"What if it's winter?"
"I'll find you something else."
"I want something pretty as this," you warn.
"Then I'll find you a mirror." It's awful because he's not joking.
You take his hand and put it on your thigh to watch his cheeks turn pink. The river roars, the smell of roasted frogs and hare drifts along the breeze, and Jonathan Byers can't look at you. He's all talk.
"Thanks, Jon," you murmur, rubbing his knuckles.
He coughs. "You're welcome."
#jonathan byers#jonathan byers x reader#jonathan byers x you#jonathan byers x y/n#jonathan byers x fem!reader#jonathan byers imagine#jonathan byers fluff#jonathan byers fanfic#jonathan byers oneshot#jonathan byers scenario#jonathan byers drabble#jonathan byers fic#jonathan byers fanfiction#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things#stranger things fic#stranger things x reader
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Round 1 of preliminaries, group 5
The first two places get a place on the bracket
Little reminder: there will be 2 more rounds of preliminaries, the losing blorbos of this poll still have 2 chances of getting in the official bracket
Propaganda under the cut
Melissa Chase (Milo Murphy’s Law)
"Her self worth is entirely based on her grade point average and getting straight As.
She can’t remember anything, ever (specific examples include forgetting her maths book regularly, her student pass for the subway, and how many days are in February). However, she CAN remember the blood type of every president.
She is terrible at throwing
She gets visually upset when she realises that a plan was changed last minute, and that an academic event she expected to do well in was combined with a sporting event, giving no time to prepare for the new event
She freaks OUT when she thinks she’s going to disappoint her headteacher- she doesn’t seem to expect to be given any actual punishment, just that the headteacher will be disappointed and think that she’s irresponsible
She has a whole conspiracy room in her house dedicated to researching her best friend’s medical condition- Murphy’s Law being an interest that she is clearly very passionate about and interested in. she does all of that and still can’t remember her maths book. relatable queen
her ambition in life is to be a “journalist, and queen of the universe” "
Candace Flynn (Phineas and Ferb)
"A ball of stress and anxiety. She's always angry because nobody listens to her, cares about her feelings, or believes her about anything, which tbh is like the quintessential teenage girl experience. Secretly just wants her parents to recognise and appreciate her."
V-Flower (Vocaloid)
"they believe that people only care about them when they are in pain"
Ciaphas Cain (Warhammer 40k)
"Don't let the sharp jawline and the mutton-chops fool you: Ciaphas Cain has no idea what he's fucking doing and would very much like to not be here right now. He is a high-ranking Commissar, essentially a walking morale boost for Imperial Guard soldiers and one of the only symbols of hope in the grimdark Warhammer 40k universe. He also has no idea how he got the job or how to get the hell out. Commissar Cain spends all his time accidentally doing magnificent bastard things while trying to run away from danger and dying inside. Over the course of his books, he's named Hero of the Imperium, has a hot mommy inquisitor fall in love with him, and saves hundreds of planets per panic attack he has. His cowardice and impostor syndrome are second only to my own, and that's why he's just like me fr."
Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson series)
"he's got big no thoughts head empty energy! he loves his friends and girlfriends SO much (more most YA characters, i think; he would have no qualms about sacrificing the world to save the people he loves, which goes against the typical hero). he is almost always ready to fight a bitch. he has adhd and accidentally says things he shouldnt all the time (but this has made him good at problem-solving, bc he creates a LOT of problems for himself)"
MK (Lego Monkie Kid)
"Oooooh boy where do I begin. MK the Monkie Kid is the protagonist of the story but he has *so many issues*. He wants to be a good person but has a whole lot of impostor syndrome and is convinced he will only hurt people the more he tries to save them. He is convinced that every major villain in the show is his fault, even as far as misremembering/changing up some events to put blame onto himself
He also has an absent mentor figure that was supposed to help him but guess what he had to figure out all his powers on his own so abandonment issues go brrrr. He has so much anger toward his mentor Wukong but he just *bottles it all up* (common theme)
Also he is so trans and adhd coded. First, MK is a nickname. We don’t know his real name, but it is v much implied he used to go by something else. He and his friends also puts a lot of emphasis on manly stuff like ‘I’m a big boy!’/‘he’s a Monkie *Man*!!!’/‘im the smartie boy, the plan man!’
He also has trouble focusing and listening to other people, is sometimes blunt and he is VERY interested in Sun Wukong and the journey to the west (Chinese classical novel that the show is based on) and just in general always needs constant reassurance and support from his friends. He is often compartmentalizing his feelings and internalizes a lot of fear and blame is also suppressing a part of himself that scares him. (Which, same)
He loves his friends so much and tries so hard to keep them all safe, even hiding his own problems and worries from them as an attempt to protect them. He wants to go back to season 1, back when each episode was a villain-of-the-week kinda story, with no world-destroying threats. But nope, he saw the horrors, and he can never go back to the bubbly Monkie Kid from the beginning.
Also he is terrified of spiders :>"
#melissa chase#milo murphy's law#candace flynn#phineas and ferb#v-flower#ciaphas cain#warhammer 40k#percy jackson#percy jackson series#mk lmk#lego monkie kid#tumblr polls#tumblr tournament#character bracket#character tournament#preliminaries
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Last Spring
ᯓ★ Jean Kirstein x Fem Reader
Summary: You guys met in spring, All was forgotten by Fall.
or
You and Jean fall in love after you meet at your local Roller Rink, all is well until a accident causes you to lose your memory, forcing you guys to sever what you’ve could’ve been.
TW!-Angst/No comfort, Fluff in the beginning then it gets bad :) Car accident, Confessions, Crying (aww the three C’s) , Jean moves onto mikasa (let me know is i missed anything)
Winter was finally over and it was your favorite season.
Spring
The beautiful flowers blooming in the lush grass. The weather that feels just right, not to cold, not to hot. Even what some people would consider the bad parts like the weather that could just never seem to stay consistent, or the pollen that caused you to sneeze constantly.
You loved all of it
What you loved most about spring though? Is that you finally had time to yourself. You were done with your exams. So that meant no more late nights studying ruining your sleep schedule trying to cram as much information into your brain as possible. Also Basketball season was over, meaning you didn’t have to stay after school practicing for something you weren’t even passionate about anymore. You could Relax.
Well not really
You were poor. You grew up poor and for a long time you were sure you would die poor because you never saw yourself being able to pay for yourself to go to a good college.
Until your senior year of highschool came and you got a offer to play basketball at a D2 school.
But just because you got a scholarship doesn’t mean all expenses were paid for.
So that’s why you found yourself, every spring, working at your local roller rink until it was time to play again.
—
“Hey? Everything alright?”
A deep voice broke you out of your trance. Almost falling off of your stool you rushed to answer the man.
“Shit! Fuck, I’m so sorry” Mentally face planing yourself. Really day dreaming at work Y/n? Fuck if you’re manager hears about this your screwed. “I’m sorry- uhh how can i help you?” Putting on your best smile to cover up the fact you were bad at your job. The man only laughed and smiled back at you. He has a nice smile. You thought to yourself as you stared into his hazel eyes that were locked with your e/c ones.
He had a boy next door vibe, he looks sweet, you thought again. He looked to be standing at about 6’2 inches. You trailed your eyes down his body.
Fuck he looks like he works out too
You could practically tell he was fit just from how he looked in his outfit. How his shirt hugged his body, How his arms filled into it just right.
Realizing you were literally checking a customer out you shot your eyes back up to his to find them not staring at you but at your upper body.  Particularly  your chest and the way your top hugged your breasts. When he realized you were looking at him his body stiffed up and a pink hue took over his cheeks. Aw how cute
“How may i help you?” You said again only this time you said it more seductively while smiling at him. He coughed into his hand speaking up again “Ah yea- um i just need a size 12 skates” He said holding up his shoes so you guys could exchange “Please” he added with a smile.
After getting his skates you watched him walk back over to what seemed to be his friends. Looking at the group you could tell they were hyping him up in some way and he looked so nervous. It was so cute.
He was so cute.
—
Looking up from the tables you just finished cleaning the time was 9:56 p.m. Great we close in just four minutes. You were so tired and just wanted to go home so you could shower and catch up on Love is blind. You were walking back up to the front desk when you saw that same guy again standing there. His eyes lit up when he saw you. He looked like he was waiting for you to come back there.
“Sir can i help you?”
When you finally reached him his body stiffened. He looks so awkward.
“Uh-“ Looking behind him he locked eyes with his friends at the front door who seemed to have been waiting for him. “I- Um- Shit”
He looked like a nervous wreck . Wiping his palms on his pants. Biting his lip. You really wish he would hurry up. Your bed is screaming your name right now.
“Can i get your number?” He said it so fast while closing his eyes like he was bracing himself for some sort of impact. Really? That’s it? The way this guy was acting you would’ve thought he was going to say he rammed my car trying to get out of his parking space.
You looked at him contemplating if you should or not. Before you could decide you needed to ask him just one thing.
“How old are you?”
His eyes widened at your question but he still answered with haste. “I’m 23” Smirking while he answered. Looking to have slowly gained just some confidence.
“Oh cool, i’m 20” You smiled up at him. Walking over to the counter you reached for a pen and paper. “I’m pretty sure my phone is dead right now but just take my number on this and text me when you get home” Keeping your smile as you handed it to him.
Your smile made him smile too. He accepted the paper “Thank you pretty, i’ll do that” He turned to walk away leaving you to watch him walk back to his friends who seemed so proud of him, one of them who had a buzzcut even fake fainted with tears in his eyes. Damn he must get no play. Laughing out loud at your thoughts you went to grab your purse. Looking at the clock again it read 10:00 p.m.
You went to turn off the lights to the building walking to the front door where you were met with the night time security guard.
“See you Tomorrow Y/n, Get home safe” Waving you off
“Byeeee see you tomorrow” You chirped back walking out the doors.
—
“And i don’t know he just doesn’t seem serious about me”
“Girl what about the other guy that you talked to in the pods ? What was his name..um..OH Jake, Yeah what about him?”
You were now in your bed with your face mask on totally embraced into this show. It’s not when you hear your phone ding that you take your eyes off the screen. Ruffling your hands through the covers trying to feel for your phone you finally grab hold of it and look at this message from a random number.
513-***-****
Hey😗
It’s Jean from the Skating rink
Well i’m not sure if i told you my name
But it’s jean
if you were wondering
which I’m sure sounds stupid now bc why wouldn’t you want to know my name
Before he could send anymore anxious messages you replied but not before save his contact
You
lmfao calm down it’s okay
hi jean i’m y/n
He replied back almost immediately.
Cutie from ma job😏
That’s a pretty name🫠
So….
If you had a hour left to live what would you do?
You
aldhdkdhjd
what?
uhh probably want to spend it with the people i love the most…
or maybe have my fav meal one last time
look at you coming in with a bang💀
Cutie from ma job😏
I’m just trying to get to know you beautiful 😪
wanted to ask you something that would make me stand out
can you blame a guy for trying?
You giggled at his message. You guess you couldn’t blame him for trying, and yo be fair you’ve bever got asked a question like that from a guy in the first few messages you share. It’s usually “wyd” or just back and forth flirting. He seems so sweet. It made you forget about your show and continue to text him
You guys had been texting for about a hour before he asked you something that made you sit up from your bed.
Cutie from ma job😏
I really like talking to you y/n
Can i take you out? On a date i mean
You deserve to get taken somewhere nice
Ok, now you were full blown smiling and you could fry an egg on how hot your cheeks felt. You’ve never felt a connection like this with someone just from texting nor had you ever came into contact with someone who seemed so genuine. So you did the only reasonable thing you could think of
You
CODE RED OMG HELPP
AJDHSKSHDJDJ
HELP ME
WAKE UP
PLEASE HELPPPPPPPPP
🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨
DUMB 🍑
WHAT HAPPENED???
ARE YOU OKAY??
DO I NEED TO CALL THE COPS?
Y/N ANSWER ME
You
NO NO NO
I’m okay
I just
I just 😪 fuck idk how to say this
DUMB 🍑
So god help me
spit it tf out
You
I got asked on a date 😀
*attachment 1*
DUMB 🍑
Awwwww
so?
You
WHAT ??
WHAT DO I SAY IM SCARED
FUCK CALL ME
Long story short, Mya, Your sister said to just go with what your heart desires and then went on this long speech about how she was sooo worried something bad could’ve happened.
So you did just that
You
where ya taking me?😙
Cutie from ma job😏
Do you like surprises?
You
…
yes🫶
Cutie from ma job😏
Be ready saturday at 8:00 p.m.
Send your address
or you can wait
up to you
Whatever makes you comfortable so rush❤️
You sent him your address after contemplating if he was trust worthy or not. After you sent it you screamed into your pillow thrashing in your bed like maniac. This was overwhelming for you.
When’s the last time you had a date?
—
This was the 5th time you looked in the mirror.
It was Saturday the clock read 7:56 p.m. He would be here any minute now and you couldn’t calm down. You were so anxious
Hearing the sound of car horn outside you jumped at the sound.
Fuck
Taking one last look in the mirror you rushed outside seeing his car parked in across the street from your dorm building. He was already waiting outside the car door to greet you when you got in proximity with his car.
“Hi” He said nervously. “You look amazing, i mean when do you not look amazing” He rambled
“Hi jean” Standing in front of him you got a good look at him. Finally locking eyes with those hazel eyes that drew you into him when you first met. “Thank you, You look very handsome”
Your comment obviously had an effect on him based on his reaction. He took his hand to his face to cover his smile. God he really was so cute.
—
“Okay cover your eyes for me”
“Got it” You put your hands over your eyes awaiting to see this surprise he was raving about so much. After about 5 more minutes of driving the car came to a halt.
“Can i uncover-“
“NO”
You pressed your hands into your eyes harder at his reaction. So hard you felt they could’ve got stuck
“Shit- I’m sorry pretty, i just don’t wanna ruin it, here let me help you out” You heard him get out the car and his footsteps come over to your side of the car.
“I’m right here” He reached over to unbuckle your seat belt his hand brushing over your thighs as he did. His touches were so light and gentle. It was like he was dealing with a baby the way he was treating you. Something so precious and delicate.
“Okay i’m ‘gonna lead you out now”
“Okay” You said so softly you almost didn’t catch it yourself. You’ve never felt like this before. It felt nice, You felt like you could depend on him and you never felt like you could depend on anybody.
Not even your own parents
Leading you out the car Jean held your hand as he walked down a path. You could tell you were outside because you could here the leaves crushing beneath your feet and the twigs snapping as you walked with him. Along with the nice spring breeze on your skin.
“Okay open your eyes now” whispering close to your ear. You could feel his breathe against your skin warming it when he spoke.
Uncovering your eyes the scene before you. Lanterns lit the area added just the perfect amount of light to the romantic atmosphere. Blankets used as padded big enough so you guys could late down and cuddle. A projector that was projecting your favorite movie waiting to be started.
But your favorite thing
When you and Jean were getting to know each other he asked you what your favorite food was. You didn’t think to much of it but looking at some of your favorite foods laid out of trays in front of you, you think to yourself on how he must have been planning this before he even asked.
It was so perfect you could cry
“Jean oh my goodness” your voice cracking as you tried to put into words just how all of this made you feel
“This is- It’s so- Wow jean i don’t even know what to say right now” Turing around so you could stare into his eyes that you saw were already looking back at you.
“You don’t have to say anything, i understand pretty, you’re welcome”
It’s crazy how he understood you and you guys just met. It felt like he was your boyfriend already and you guys just met.
“Come, Come sit down” He takes your hand leading you to the blankets sitting down with you after you take your seat.
Such a gentleman too
“I’m happy you let me do this for you” He looked at you with what looked like admiration.
“Jean you went above and beyond you didn’t have to do this, this is so much i’m just so speechless”
“A beauty like you deserves it” Reaching for you hand to hold it you took his hand. He pulled you into his chest and went to start the movie.
I can already tell ill remember this night forever.
—
It’s been 3 months sense your date with Jean and things have only gotten better. You two started dating but you wanted to take things slow, being so used to rushing into things and it back firing on you, you didn’t want that to happen again.
You were sitting at the front desk at the Roller Rink. Bored out of your mind, missing Jean.
It’s like the clock was taunting you with how loud it was ticking.
To say the least you couldn’t wait to get out of here. Especially because jean said he wanted to take you to you guys spot.
The spot he took you to on your first date had a tree that you guys ended up visiting every now and then. Whether it was to do study and do work, Or just to get away. It was you guy’s thing to just visit the tree from time to time.
He expressed how he had something really important to tell you so you couldn’t wait to say the least. Just thinking about it was making your day better.
Just then it was like a miracle happened.
“Y/n your free to go we aren’t to busy today so i can take it from here”
Wow how lucky am i?
Before she could say another word you rushed to clock out.
After clocking out you shot Jean a text
You
I GOT OFF EARLYYYYYYY!!
WOOOOO
i cant wait to see you ;)
Jean❤️
That’s amazing love
I’ll see you soon i’m already here ;)
—
Running to the tree you saw jean sitting there. He was doodling in his notebook but put it down when he heard your footsteps
You ran into his arms letting his snaking around your waist, yours going to wrap around his neck
“I’ve missed you so much pretty, how was work?”
“i’ve missed you more and It was good but please i don’t wanna talk about work jean”
You both laughed and you get comfortable leaning your back against the bark
“What did you want to tell me?”
Jeans eyes light up and he starts to use his middle finger to starch his thumb. Something you learned he did when he was nervous.
“Okay i need you to look at me when i say this” He fixes he posture and takes your chin into his hands to turn your face towards him. Locking eyes with those hazel ones you’ve learned to love. You brace yourself for what he is about to say.
“Since the moment i laid eyes on you it felt like i’ve known you my whole life, like i was looking into the eyes of a lover from a past life time. Getting to know you has been a blessing, it’s been just what i needed, i couldn’t imagine myself being with any of girl y/n. You make me so happy, whenever i lock eyes with you i know that i wanna grow old with you, and i’m saying all this because-“ He sucks in a breath
“I love you”
You didn’t even know you had tears coming out your eyes until Jean takes his hand to your cheek to wipe them.
“Don’t cry love, it’s o-“
“I love you too Jean”
—
Walking back to you guys car you guys go to your designated vehicles, not after agreeing to follow eachother to Jeans apartment.
Your so caught up in your own world right now. Everything is going amazing for you. You’re doing good in school on the track to graduating. You have an amazing boyfriend who just confessed his love for you and you have a great job lined up for you after you graduate.
You’ve come so far from when you were a kid. Nothing could go-
BEEEPP!
The blaring horn of a truck takes you out of your dream like trance. You look to your left and see a Semi Truck speeding towards you and it shows no signs of stopping.
You can feel like life flash before your eyes. The truck crashing into the driver side of your car making it glide across the rode on impact, flipping over and all. A loud crash is heard. The glass from your windows flying across the pavement.
You don’t feel anything at first. Until you look downwards and see blood everywhere. You start to loose consciousness.
..
…
….
Ba-dump
“Y/n!”
Ba-dump
“Baby please wake up”
Ba-dump
Until everything goes blank.
—
“Like i was explaining before Mr.Kirstien we can’t disclose anything about the patient not unless you are married or family”
“You have to tell me please, That’s my girlfriend in there i can’t be in the dark about this”
Jean drops to his knees in front of the doctor catching the attention of no other than your parents
“Please anything just is she okay? Will she be okay?”
The doctor pitches the bridge of her nose looking up while sighing
“Sir please get up-“
“Excuse me”
They both turn there heads at the sound of a women. Jean looks at her.
“Are you looking for my daughter?”
He must look a mess right now he thinks to himself. Bloodshot eyes from non stop days crying about you, Snot coming out his nose from his current crying, Face red and puffy.
But how could he not look like this?
He couldn’t be okay if he doesn’t know if your okay or not.
The women looks to be in about her 50’s but that’s not the crazy part.
She looks just like you. This must be your mother.
The doctor taking this as her chance to escape walking away leaving your mom to take care of it.
“A-are you y/n’s mom?”
“Yes i am” The women answered in almost a whisper. At this news Jean gets off the ground standing up straight. “Hi i’m- Hello Ma’am i’m Jean, Y/n’s Boyfriend” The women smiles “Ah yes she did mention how she had a boyfriend” At this news Jean gains hope
Is she awake?
“Is she awake? Can i speak to her ? Did she tell you that now ?”He is fumbling over his words rushing all his thoughts out at once. But who could blame him ? He was a wreck right now he didn’t know if you were dead or alive.
“She’s awake but-“ Her voice cracks “The doctor said she- Oh god i can’t do this” She breaks down into tears. Jean leads her to a seat taking a seat next to her as she sits down. Letting her hold his hand and cry on his shoulder.
After she calms down she starts to speak again.
“The doctor s-said she lost her memory and won’t be able to remember anything from before she woke u-up in the hospital. I-i- she doesn’t even remember h-er own mother” The women breaks down again not being able to hold in her emotions when she thinks about her daughter and what she went through.
Jean feels like the world stopped spinning. What? What did she mean you lost your memory? So you won’t be able to remember him? all the times you shared together?
He needed to see you
—
Looking out the window of your hospital room you felt numb. Not because of all the drugs in your body to make sure you were okay but because you it felt like you were rid of emotions. You felt bad for the women. You really did, but you just didn’t know her anymore.
The door to the hospital room opened revealing a man that stood at about 6’2
You could tell he worked out
But he looked so deflated.
Hm did she know him too?
“she” As in your past self. Because honestly that just wasn’t you anymore.
“Y/n”
“Hm”
You look at him with indifference as you watch his face fall. It was like someone pulled a plug on him. It’s like he knew this wasn’t the girl he knew
“You- You don’t remember me? At all”
You don’t say anything. Just because you think it’s obvious.He doesn’t take lightly to this though. Rushing to your side taking your hands into his. He’s squeezing the life out of you right now
“I need you to answer me y/n do you remember me ? at all?” His voice raises. He’s getting desperate. “Please it’s me, Jean” He says with a tearful smile.
He was oh so desperate.
“Look”
He felt his stomach drop
“I’m sure you and i guess- y/n, we’re very close but i don’t remember that anymore. I wish i did you seem so hurt right now but that just isn’t me” You sigh “I’m sorry, Jean”
—
It was Jeans Favorite season
Spring
The beautiful flowers blooming in the lush grass. The weather that feels just right, not to cold, not to hot. Even what some people would consider the bad parts like the weather that could just never seem to stay consistent, or the pollen that caused you to sneeze constantly.
But what he loved most about spring was his memory’s if you and what you once had.
“Jeannn come on, let’s go get our skates” His girlfriends mikasa drags him to the front desk. Jean winces at her touch not wanting step close to that desk. Let alone be in this place.
“Can i get two pairs of skates please? One size 7 one size 12..”
He stares at the desk and the new worker who is there.
Well not entirely new.
Because she may have your face, Your hair, even your scent
But that’s not you.
Jeans eyes met your e/c ones. He felt butterflies in his stomach. He wish something would snap in you and you would remember him, remember you and him and all the memories you shared.
But he knows that will never happen.
Jean loves spring he loved everything about spring.
But every spring he’s reminded of last spring.
and what you and him could’ve had.
An- Hey y’all okay so i’m not crying you are. But also more importantly this was not proof read at all so pls correct me if i have any mistakes and show me mercy as i am new to writing i’m trying my best so i may not be as good as these writers that get 1,000’s of notes but with time i will improve if you have any tips feel free to share with me in comments or dm’s i’m always down talk about writing ✍🏽, i’m very tired and have morning classes tomorrow. Thank you for reading 🩷🩷🩷🩷 mwah 💋
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AKITO X READER DRABBLE
Operation: "What the fuck is up with Akito ?!"
Summary : Akito has been leaving practice early, what's with that ?!
Based off this post
Tagging : @readingnia
Akito is many things, one of them is.. usually, respectable. Though criticized, you can't say he isn't passionate, and hard working.
So, to say him leaving practice early was odd, is an understatement.
Though he always made sure to go to practice early to make up for it, never once had his closest friends see him cut off the chance for extra practice.
Even worse, not even Touya was aware of what was going on !! And trust, the ginger boy REFUSED to elaborate on his whereabouts.
So, with this information - Or, lack thereof, Operation : "What the fuck is up with Akito ?!" Had officially begun
It was a hot summers day, and, not surprisingly for the group, Akito had announced that he had to go.
"Really. Again ?" An pretended to be annoyed, though secretly, she was beyond excited to see what he was up to.
"Yes." He said, actually annoyed that he was now being held up. "Again."
With that, he threw his bag over his shoulder and left, "Bye Touya, Kohane. And An too, I guess."
An couldn't even manage a remark back !! Finally, they were going to find out what he was up to.
A few minutes after he left, they began "sneakily" following after him. With cheap sunglasses and hoods up, they actually stood out more; Lucky for them though, he was too giddy to notice.
Then, he stopped.
"Oh no-" Kohane squealed scared that they'd been caught, but An was quick to place her hand over Kohane's mouth.
"Shh !! Look." An whispered, as thankfully, rather than realizing he was being followed, he walked into a sweet, innocent seeming flower store..
"He's going into a flower shop.." Touya muttered, confused on why his friend would be at such a shop.
"What could he be doing ?" Kohane questioned aloud
An, impatient, continued, "And what could be taking him so long ?"
Eventually, the ginger walked out with a sweet bouquet.
"Huuh ?! What's he doing with that ?" An questioned
The other two weren't sure either, however, they didn't have much time to figure it out as he began walking again.
They kept following the boy until they found themselves at a park.
They were peaking through the bushes, while they watched Akito stand for a few seconds, before -
"Boo !!"
An unfamiliar person jumped from behind him, and clung onto him from behind.
They all stared In shock- Surely some fight was gonna break out, right..?
Nope.
The boy let out a small laugh, and pulled the stranger into a hug.
"Missed you.." He admitted.
Shocked was an understatement. Is this the same Akito ?
"Aw, Akito, I missed you too."
He sighed, refusing to let go. "My friends are wondering where I keep going."
"You still haven't told them ?" They questioned
"It's not that I don't want to !! But if they found out I was dating someone they'd-"
A high-pitched scream cut him off..
"WHAAT ?!" An squealed, never in a million years could she have guessed that THIS is what Akito was up to !!
Akito quickly backed away from the hug, while the other person looked back surprised.
"GHH- WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE..?" Akito screeched.
"UM. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ?" An countered
Nervously the other two stood up as well,
"KOHANE- TOUYA ??" He was shocked.
Kohane nervously stood there, while Touya spoke, "Why didn't you tell us you were dating someone ?"
"Gh.. no reason.." He blushed. Fuck, he really was caught.
However, his S/o smiled. "I assume you're all his friends ?"
"I thought we were !!" An fake sobbed, "BUT HE WONT EVEN TELL US WHO HE'S SEEING !!"
"Shut up." Akito muttered.
End !! Now I also have some headcanons hehe cause I love this idea
Akito was right about why he wanted to keep his relationship a secret
Every time Akito went to leave, even if it was for something else, An was quick to make kissy faces and ask if he was going to see his s/o
Ken already knew.
An felt BETRAYED.
Akito had first confided in him about his feelings for his now S/O
"WHY DIDNT YOU TELL US ??"
"idk u didn't ask lmao"
Ena finds out because An told Mizuki, and oh boy did Mizuki tell Ena.
"WH.. YOU TOO?" Akito could barely handle An knowing, but ENA ??
An, Mizuki, and Ena are trying to get your contact info, and Akito is fighting for his LIFE trying to stop them.
However, they end up finding you and y'all become best friends 😭😭
The teasing is NON STOP 💀💀
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PAC: The Devil
The Devil card's energy talks about chains but more importantly about breaking them. Chains being anything that burdens us or holds us back in some way. Could be an addiction, or a shitty relationship. Could be societal conditioning or self-doubt. Who knows. . Let's fuck around and find out. It does tend to deal with some heavier shit, so be warned. I will put a lil warning at the beginning of the reading if any heavy shit shows up.
as always this reading is for entertainment purposes only and is not a substitute for professional advice in any capacity. Remember, use common sense, and don't be a dumbass.
Pick either the Firey Tail, the Pentagram, or the Grape Tail, and head to your reading.
The Firey Tail
Mmk, sweetheart. The message here is about giving too much of your time and energy towards looking for a romantic relationship. It's coming through pretty clearly but I am sensing some resistance, so I'll try to be gentle. Some of y'all may be neglecting other areas or relationships to prioritize your partner. Others are still looking for someone. The way it's being shown to me is that y'all focused on it because there's this idea that if you fall in love nothing else would matter. You'd be happy with even a rough situation if you're with someone. There's a huge fixation in media on having a romantic relationship, so there's no shame in this mentality at all. It's just not helping you, in fact, it looks like it's holding you back. With fairy-tails and romance-heavy media, we are taught from a very young age the (very heteronormative) idea that once we fall in love and get married we will live happily ever after. Which we all know isn't how life works but it can lead to this quiet belief that once we meet 'the one' everything will work out somehow. Now I'm not judging you at all, it's a common thing and we've all been there. Even if you're not actively pursuing a relationship, you may give a lot of energy to it by fantasizing about it or trying to manifest it. Love is important and you have a lot of love to give, but prioritizing romantic love over friendship love or familial love is doing yourself a disservice. There's another message for some of y'all, that you may be changing yourself to fit the ideals of your partner without realizing it and you need to set some boundaries. This message came out with the Devil card because if you picked this group it is seriously holding you back. This card is about heavy burdens and chains, not lil bad habits. It's holding you back because it's keeping you from seeing your true power. When you feel like you'd be happy if you'd meet the one it can lead to you feeling like your life is incomplete without them. You may be having trouble seeing yourself as a whole and complete person and not just as someone's love interest. Listen, sweetheart. A romantic relationship is not the whole ass cake, it's not even the icing on the cake. YOU are the whole ass cake. Your passions and shit are the icings. A romantic relationship is just one of the cherry's on top, alongside your friendship and family cherries.
random ass vibes: birthday cakes, wind through leaves, flowers, trends, pale purple, 11, libra, cherry coke, birds, cranes (the bird, not the machine),
The Pentagram
Right out the gate, I'm hearing 'use your fucking voice'. Y'all are burying your true feelings and instincts and you need to stop. It's suffocating you. If this keeps up you will start to lose yourself (if you haven't already) But that's not the main message for y'all today. The main message is that y'all may have some internal beliefs that are killing your intuition/magic. There are three camps here: Camp One - it's like you want to pursue the esoteric but deep down you're scared of it. So, even when you try, there's a part of you fighting it. Camp Two - I'm seeing that y'all may have been taught that these things are bad or evil and while you may be trying to do magic or something a part of you still holds that belief and it warps what you're doing. And Camp Three - Y'all may partly believe that intuition/magic is illogical or silly or too good to be true. Or just that you can't have what you're wanting. That doubt is stifling any sort of practice or gift you try to work with because your energy is effectively cut in half. Now, no shame to whichever camp you belong to. Most people will find themselves in one or another at some point. Hell, I've been in all of them and still revisit Camp Three sometimes. The first step towards working through these doubts and fears is admitting that they're there and not judging yourself for them. In case no one has told you ITS OKAY TO BE SCARED AND TO WANT TO BE SAFE. Fear is important, it makes you seek out ways to protect yourself and when you have a healthy relationship with it, it works as an alarm system. YOU ARE NOT A DUMBASS FOR HAVING TO UNLEARN THE SKEWED BULLSHIT YOU WERE TAUGHT. We have all been taught something that doesn't serve us and that we need to unlearn. It doesn't make you stupid or foolish. Unlearning things, and questioning what you're told is a skill that once you learn, you will have a much easier time spotting people fear-mongering. HAVING DOUBTS IS GOOD SOMETIMES, IT MAKES YOU THINK AND FIGURE OUT WHAT YOU REALLY BELIEVE. Believe it or not, this doubt when you learn to wield it properly means that you'll probably kick ass at discerning between truth and bullshit. It's also teaching you how to move forward in the face of your doubts and once you master that, dealing with other people doubting you is a piece of fucking cake. It's okay to admit to yourself that you're scared, have an internal negative belief that you need to change or have doubts about things. IT'S OK. You don't have to go around yelling it from the rooftops but you do need to acknowledge it. Doing so isn't going to magically make those things set in stone and make it so you can never do better. The opposite actually. After all, you're not going to fix something if you never look at it and think 'hey, that's messed up and needs fixing'. We're all humans, we all need to work through things. Your guides, your practice, your intuition, they're not going to judge you for taking a minute to figure things out. No one here is either. If anyone does, they have their own shit to work through.
The Devil card can talk about things we've been taught to see as evil or taboo. Like how for some reason darkness = evil, while light = goodness. Despite the fact that dark and light are both neutral and natural. Intuition and magic are neutral, but they can be used for good or bad reasons. Fire is neutral, you can use it to warm a house or burn it down. Your choice. It is important to learn fire safety though, so you don't accidentally burn it down if you get my metaphor. Now for those struggling with doubt or seeing hoping for things as being 'illogical'. I gotta ask, you know that doubt and cynicism are just as illogical as optimism, right? Both are skewed perceptions that don't allow for other perspectives. Besides, assuming things that are unexplained or esoteric is bullshit because there is no proof, is to assume that we already know EVERYTHING. And that everything can be explained and understood through our five senses. But we already know that isn't true, there are colors that only certain animals can see that humans can't and trees that communicate through their root systems. (it's called a Mycorrhizal Network, it's super interesting) The world is a weird and awesome place. Give life some wiggle room and it may just surprise you.
Random ass vibes: lemons, Johnny Cash, soups, rain, 66, squirrels, Cancer, Virgo, dipping sauces? staticy radios, cherries.
The Grape Tail
This may come as a shock to y'all but living your life the way others tell you to doesn't guarantee a happy life. I don't mean to be harsh but sweetheart, this is making you miserable. If it hasn't it will. Some of y'all may only be doing this in certain areas, others are living their whole ass life for others. The energy is stifling in this reading. Living the way others say you 'should' is what leads to having a midlife crisis. Because suddenly your life is half gone and you realize none of it was really yours. I'm seeing that some of y'all are really young (I'm talking 16-27, like YOUNG) and already feel like your life is half over??? Honey, just no? Do you consider the year half over in fucking March? Because that's where you are in your life, spring has just fucking started. Don't let the ageist media get you down, babe. Sorry for being aggressive, just the fact that y'all were made to feel this way pisses me off. Like y'all really feel like you have to live your life the way everyone else does and that if you're not meeting that time frame you're a failure. A lot of y'all are trying, maybe even succeeding in living the way you 'should' and are feeling very unsatisfied or disillusioned by it. There's nothing wrong with you for that, that's your soul saying that it wants something else. Deep down you know you don't want what you're being told you should by parents, friends, media, teachers, bosses, and partners. Maybe you don't want to settle down and have kids. Maybe you don't want to party every weekend or are not ready to have sex. Maybe you don't want to fit beauty standards or be popular on social media. Maybe you don't want to look good on a college application or climb the proverbial ladder. Etc, etc, etc.
Whatever it is that you don't want, do you really think your mind will change after forcing yourself to do it for who knows how long? Not only that, you think living this way will make others happy or proud. Sweetheart, there is no award for 'most happiness sacrificed to make others proud'. There isn't. Even if there was, would you want it? To live a life that makes you happy, you will absofuckinlutly have to go against the opinion of everyone in your life at least once. Why? Because every person in your life wants/likes certain things and you can't be all of them. The people who really care about you will understand. It may be something small like music tastes but you will, you have to. And that's okay, THAT'S GOOD. Because that's you being a full person on your own, with your own opinions and wants. It's time to make your own choices, sweetheart. Make a life that is so yours it practically has your name stamped on it. When you start making choices that are your own, your spark, that light in your eyes is going to come back. It may feel like you don't know what to do at first but the more you listen to yourself the easier that will get. Don't worry about big changes right now. You can't build a fire without a small spark, work on that spark. The fire will come in time.
random ass vibes: sunflowers, rivers, 12:12, fire, Leo, Mothman, foxglove, bright colored fish, leaving an aesthetic, stargazing.
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