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zeldasnotes · 7 months

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SQUARE OBSERVATIONS 🪽

Read before you proceed: These are my personal observations and not facts. The whole chart has to be taken into consideration.

Mars Square Jupiter can make someone super ambitious but it can also make someone lazy bc they want what they want NOW. And if they cant have it instantly they might be like ”f*ck it then I dont want it” and therefore dont work for it. But on the other hand these people are experts on how to find a quick way to get stuff, waiting is not for them.

Mars Square Neptune can give someone a beautiful body language. The way they walk, dance and move in general can be mesmerizing. Like a balet dancer.

If you date a Venus Square Moon/Lilith man you will know the meaning of the quote “Half of me is beautiful, but you were never sure which half.” — Ruth Feldman, “Lilith”. He got different types of archetypes in his head fighting and you will only fit one of them.

People with Sun Square Mars are some of the most ambitious people you can find when they stop putting focus on worthless competitions with other people and instead put that energy into their goals.

Sun Square Moon is having an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other. Whatever choice you make the other half of you disagrees with.

Venus Square Pluto attract powerful people very easily. If you check the charts of the wives of the most powerful men in the world you will see this aspect pop up in a lot of the charts. Trophy wife aspect.

Venus Square Ascendant can make Venus very turned off by Ascendant behaviour. As a Cap Rising most Venus in Aries men were very turned off by my boring, stoic and calm behaviour.

Sun Square Mars in synastry very often leads to conflict from what Ive seen.

Ive noticed that people who have Moon or Venus Square Pluto had a mother who had a hard time bonding with them when they were babies or the mother suffer from post partum depression . Bc of this some people with these aspects experience an obsession with women since they have an inner inexplainable hunger for a motherfigure.

A situation Ive seen in the charts of some guys with Lilith Square Venus was that they hang around socially acceptable people(Venus ppl) but tend to fall for women who are considered not socially acceptable(bad rep etc, typical Lilith women) so their love life clash with their friendships and social life unless his friends learn to accept their partner.

Moon Square Pluto people have very strong reactions to others. Sometimes its their intuition but sometimes its just pure projection. Can be very quick to judge.

Getting into a relationship with someone with Sun Square Ascendant can be a real shocker bc you saw one thing and you got something else. That carefree, swaggy straighforward Aries Rising with Cancer Sun guy you met at the bar turned out to be much more passive aggressive, grudgeholding and sensitive than he seemed at first sight.

Mars Square Uranus = 0 to 100 real quick. They can get stuff done fast tho! Geniuses when it comes to fighting too.

Juno Square Venus people have a tendency to meet a partner who fits their Venus and then try to change them to become more like their Juno. For example someone with Venus in Aquarius Square Juno in Taurus meets and Aquarius Rising woman and falls for her because she is so unique, free spirited and how she goes against traditions. But when he gets her he tries to make her more traditional and might shame her uniqueness.

People who are into men and have Juno Square Mars like one kind of man in bed and another kind of man for relationships. They have two types which can be very hurtful for the guy they are into. (Im not saying they will cheat im just saying they are never satisfied)

If you want an honest answer ask someone with Mercury Square Mars. They will tell you.

People with Neptune Square either Venus or Ascendant are the most likely to have absolutely no idea how they look like.

Ceres Square Pluto can indicate someone who becomes obsessively attached to anyone who makes them feel the slightest feeling of nurture. They might baby others or want others to baby them.

Venus Square Jupiter people are so loving and generous. They really love giving.

Venus Square Saturn NEEDS to be respected and to be ”somebody”. Respect is so important to them.

Venus Square Uranus make the craziest outfits work. They have you like ”What the helll is she wearing?? But it looks kinds good…?”

Venus Square Neptune = The cool girl monologue ”Nick and Amy will be gone. But then we never really existed. Nick loved a girl I was pretending to be. Cool girl. Men always use that, don’t they? As their defining compliment. She’s a Cool girl. Cool girl is hot. Cool girl is game. Cool girl is fun. Cool girl never gets angry at her man. She only smiles in a chagrin loving manner and then presents her mouth for f*cking. She like what he likes.”

#astro notes #astrology #astro observations #astronotes #lilith #ascendant #moon square pluto #mars square jupiter #venus square neptune

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theoldsports · 12 days

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SHITHEAD.

Art Donaldson x Reader.

warnings: a lot of them. 18+, slapping, begging, major angst, brat!Art, an argument with make up sex. Art is really manipulative because… he is a bit and we all know it. [Y/N] is very ill-tempered too. it’s dirty.

can be a part ii to SPONTANEOUS, or read as a standalone. this is my favorite piece of writing i have published on this account.

The bed was empty beside [Y/N]. She stared at Art’s empty side of the bed. The soft green sheets and mix-matched pillowcases went unoccupied. Not because he wasn’t home, but because [Y/N] hated Art so he had to sleep downstairs on the couch.

It wasn’t that she really hated Art. She did hate him right now. Not in a funny way. Their drive home had been silent. Poor Art didn’t know how to facilitate conversation that wouldn’t worsen the situation. His sorrowful eyes, but honest eyes kept glancing from the road to where [Y/N] sat in the passenger seat. The real showdown had started between them something awful when the door to their house slammed shut.

See, Art cried when he got mad. Or sad. Or profoundly excited. Their wedding photos were two-thirds Art crying and trying not to show that he was crying.

Art hadn’t cried tonight yet. That pissed [Y/N] off. She was furious and he seemed to feel absolutely zero discernible feelings about that.

They argued all the time. It rarely lasted all too long.

It was different this time. When [Y/N] started to say something cruel or shout or weep, Art got a little smaller, but he alarmingly stood his ground. He averted his gaze and said “I respectfully disagree,” or “What the fuck do you know about how I feel?” in a dangerously level tone.

Fighting with Art about this wasn’t fun. He was too cool about. He knew he was right. [Y/N] wanted to yell and scream because Art was so relaxed and condescending in his tone. When the man who had spent his teenage years getting referred at competition after competition as literally Ice tonelessly said: “Jesus Christ, aren’t you bored yet? What, going to over-explain the same information to me again, or…?” Finally, that had made [Y/N] drag herself to bed and yank the door closed violently enough that she felt the metallic vibration run all the way up to her shoulder.

And she was still laying there, staring at Art’s side of the bed.

At the Zweig’s party that night, there were a few hot topics in the Donaldsons’ sphere:

1) Lots of congratulations from people that had known them grow up, but hadn’t seen them since the wedding or prior.

This was mostly very kind. It dragged that smirk up Art’s face and caused his fingers to dig tighter into [Y/N]’s waist. That look of pride and tenderness on his face was more than welcome.

2) Lots of questions about Patrick. His lack of attendance was felt.

Both Donaldsons dodged these question as much as they could. Art kept an eye on [Y/N]’s liquor consumption. He knew how embarrassed she would be if she said something she regretted in front of Patrick’s family. Patrick had hurt them both, but Art’s heart went out to [Y/N]. Her world had been built around Patrick’s from a young age. Art was trying to engineer his own world higher around her so she wouldn’t be able to see the old place and people that had burned her over the walls.

3) “You’re married. When are we going to be seeing a little Donaldson running around?”

With Art keeping an eye on [Y/N]’s drinking, she hadn’t really been keeping an eye on him. She just assumed he would keep his shit together. Art drinking in public was never really a concern. He wasn’t a big drinker anyway. At this point, his career mattered more and he was approaching his mid-twenties which made him feel surely less young than he had once. He wasn’t a casual beer guy either. It was Patrick who liked beer and Art who would have a moledo or something sometimes. Art did like white girl drinks, though. Tequila and fruity stuff. He had been able to shoot shot after shot of vodka like a pro in college at a season-end celebration.

Art was a tight-lipped man, but he was a giggly drunk who he got pretty comfortable talking out of his ass from behind a glass with an umbrella in it. Art was rarely comfortable with anything, so a drink or two at a party was welcome to him.

Another important point of context is that the largest point of tension between Art and [Y/N] was starting a family. They desperately wanted a child together, but they disagree on when. [Y/N] felt like she was fresh out of college, so she figured they had plenty of time. Art felt that he was fresh out of college, so he figured they may as well get to it.

Their arguments about this were once semi-regular. In the last four months or so, Art timidly bowed out and hoped [Y/N] would tell him when she was ready (sooner rather than later). He got tired of the low-tier shouting matches. Instead, he would pick fights about things that were decidedly lower stakes when he was bored.

Art had let [Y/N] field comments about family planning throughout the night. Unfortunately, when Art was polishing off a second drink, he ran his mouth a little bit.

Knowing he was the designated driver that night, Art did go easy. Art was also, like, five pounds. While he could hold his liquor with grace, he always got giggly. He watched with heavy eyelids as [Y/N] walked away to collect another drink following the dinner portion of the evening. The paper placecards with their shared last name emblazoned on them rested comfortably in Art’s inner jacket pocket to be kept as a memory.

Some guy who sold boat insurance and liked to rub elbows with talent was talking Art’s ear off. Art couldn’t remember his name, but [Y/N] would know it.

This was the precise moment that got Art in trouble.

Because when the guy whose name Art was sure started with an R said: “So! You’re married. When are we going to be seeing a little Donaldson running around?”

Art said:

“Any day now, I hope. Tomorrow. I’m good to go. [Y/N] thinks now’s not a great time for her.”

He had said it with a smirk and a stupid little laugh. It was basically locker room talk. Big deal. He would’ve said it to Patrick with [Y/N] present in the room. This guy wasn’t Patrick and he was technically speaking behind her back.

Art had forgotten how close they were standing to the bar. He had forgotten that the frequency of his pitchy tenor was known to carry. He had forgotten that he was well known to be an instigator of fights even though he never actually threw the first punch. He had forgotten that he hadn’t been whispering. He had forgotten that this guy… Richy? Ronnie? was pretty much a stranger who had no business knowing their business.

Now, Art was sleeping on the couch and his side of the bed was empty.

Jackass.

[Y/N] stared still at the empty bed and didn’t know how to articulate her upset to an Art who had seemingly yet to feel ashamed.

She had a headache and was tired. But sleep wasn’t going to come easy and all she had to look forward to was a hangover.

Art didn’t really snore, but he was a heavy breather when he slept. The lack of his white noise made the A/C blowing and the stairs creaking too loud. Maybe all of this was on [Y/N] for making Art uncomfortable, she dared to think.

Then she reminded herself that it was Art’s fault for talking too much and for drinking when he knew he was supposed to drive home.

[Y/N] rolled over to face away from Art’s spot. All she could think about is how his hands always sleepily pawed at her to pull her back when she got too far away from him before he fell asleep.

“So, what’d you do?” Patrick asked.

“She hates me.” Art replied. It was almost a question.

“I asked what you did, not what she feels. She already told us what she feels and it’s that she hates you.” Patrick stated. When Patrick had stopped through town for a match, he had come by for dinner with, well, his best friends. This had been right after they’d gotten engaged.

Art sniffled. He didn’t want to cry in front of Patrick. Art would sooner cry in front of his own father. Both men would have laughed in his face, but it would have stung more from Patrick. “We got into a fight yesterday. A big one. Like, the first, uh, big one. She’s worried about the f—“

“The future? Please,” Patrick said bitterly. He frowned and his jaw tightened, but he combatted it by tossing Art a smile before the other man noticed the tension. “Stupid. You’re gonna marry her. You’ll play tennis. She’ll do her… columns? Articles. I don’t get what it is that she does—“

“She writes for—“

“Sure, yeah. You’re gonna have two kids so you can each pick a favorite one. And she’s gonna be a pain in your ass forever. Don’t be a pussy.”

Art sniffled again and stared at the floor. “I didn’t mean to do anything wrong. I didn’t think I did,” Art said meekly. “I don’t get it. She gets so mad sometimes. At me.” Patrick stared at him blankly. Art had to know that he was usually at least a little bit the problem.

“Did she do the thing where she calls you a—“

“Shithead bastard?”

“Shithead bastard.” Both boys said at the same time. Art dragged his hands through his hair and looked up at Patrick. Both of them quirked a smirk at the other.

“See,” Patrick started. “You’ll be fine. Fuckin’ go after her.”

“And say what!”

“Uh… ‘I’m sorry?’ You do that kinda shit. She’ll like that.”

It was impossible to know how long [Y/N] laid there. The clock was on Art’s side and she would get spitting mad if she rolled back over.

She could just go downstairs and tell Art to come back to bed. He was probably sleeping just fine.

“Hey, hon, you don’t hate me, right?” Art’s voice whispered in the darkness.

[Y/N] was fairly certain she had imagined it. She had not heard his sweaty feet on the stairs or his fingers against the doorknob. Quickly, [Y/N] whipped over to face the door behind her.

There was Art. His sweatpants sat low on his hips and his shirt was long gone. Clothing didn’t often survive the night on Art’s back.

Really, she couldn’t help but wonder how long it had taken Art to work through coming upstairs so quietly. “Mm?” [Y/N] groaned in question.

Art rocked his right shoulder into the doorway to lean. His arms were crossed and his eyes straight ahead on her from what [Y/N] could tell in the glow of the hallway’s thermostat. “Please just tell me you don’t hate me and I’ll let you go back to sleep. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

With a sigh, [Y/N] sat up and rolled her cracking shoulders back. “I don’t hate you, Art.” Her heart melted a little bit. [Y/N] knew it was immature, but her special attack in arguments since childhood was to bandy around the word hate a lot. Not that she had said it to Art tonight, but she had no doubt said it before. More than once. More times than she could count, maybe.

She was surprised Art had never asked this before. That surprise hurt in an a way that was too complex to describe. “I could never hate you.” [Y/N] continued, voice hushed only because it was dark out.

Art’s posture relaxed slightly. “You promise you don’t?” Said Art’s evermore crippling lack of self-confidence.

“I promise.” [Y/N] replied calmly.

“Okay. Thank you.” Art said in a small voice.

“I love you, baby. I don’t hate you. You shouldn’t have to ask that. I’m sorry I made you feel like you even have to ask that.”

Art frowned sharply. “No, I’m the one that should be sorry. You told me nicely not to talk about—“

“Don’t play that. You have to know you don’t feel like you did anything wrong, so you don’t have to invent a situation where you’re some horrible person.”

Art was silent.

[Y/N] continued. “I’m pissed because you told Randy,” RANDY. His name was RANDY. That’s it. “Our business. My business, really. He’s an asshole. It’s fine. Well, not now, but eventually. But you kinda martyred yourself on it. You don’t have to do that and I don’t hate you. You know I don’t… Right?”

“I’m sorry.” Art said quickly. He was gifted at making every single minor problem his own fault. He knew he was a little bit of an awful person for that, but he would die before admitting it. Art would hide behind his martyring habit as long as his cross could hold him, though. [Y/N] hadn’t noticed before this moment, but she could see the shining of his eyes in the digital blue-green glow. Tears. This time, less than obvious waterworks. Aw.

“I’m sorry. I’m still pissed at you for running your mouth, but I’m sorry too.”

Art nodded, said nothing else and reached for the doorknob.

Here is a frustrating thing about Art.

He said he was going to leave for downstairs once [Y/N] said she didn’t hate him. He started to make good on that vow. If he says something, he’s going to do it, even though he doesn’t have to do it.

“Come on,” [Y/N] called louder than she’d been whispering. “Come here, pretty baby.”

Pretty Baby by Blondie had been their wedding song. She had been calling him that for almost as long as she had known him. Saying it, or hearing the song always made that stunning, small crooked smile stretch up beyond his sad puppy eyes all the way to his ears.

Art’s kryptonite was pretty baby. They both knew it.

He turned to look at her with a slight blush on his cheeks, almost visible in the dark. Art shifted one of his feet childishly over the other in apprehension.. “Don’t make me say it again. I don’t like to ask twice.” [Y/N] reminded him.

After a hasty nod, Art was in bed before he [Y/N] blinked. The blonde sat bolt upright beside [Y/N] with his eyes wide. Hesitant, but coyly so. He knew this pattern. The agony and shame from her brutality would only last so long. Housepets loved to cause trouble for treat.

Not to say that Art liked to start fights so he could play some low-status lapdog that got to feel his wife’s fingers comb through his hair the way he liked as a reward for an apology. The man bit his cheek to avoid a devious smirk. A part of him did like to do that sometimes, though.

He always got away with it. He was such a nice boy.

[Y/N] rolled her eyes and leaned back into the threadbare pillows. With a finger, she beckoned Art nearer. Hesitation eliminated, Art flopped slowly down beside [Y/N]; she on her back, he on his side, facing her. Delicately, Art’s fingers dragged down [Y/N]’s arm to curl in her fingers.

Not long after that, his plush mouth climbed down from her neck. Then shoulders and collarbones. Then bicep. Elbow. Forearm and wrist. Down her hand to her silver-studded ring finger. Each kiss with accompanied with an honest and dutiful I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. He was sorry. Genuinely. Sorry for the upset he brought his wife, but not the cause. Art’s beautiful duel-colored eyes glanced up at [Y/N]’s blown pupils through her own fingers.

“I didn’t mean to talk about you like that… I just… I love you so much that I want more of you. That’s all, honey,” Art laid his head on [Y/N]’s upper chest and his mouth moved against the front of her throat. “I’m just a little stupid, huh…”

Under his lips, Art could feel the rumble of a laugh rip through [Y/N]’s throat. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair to hold him in place. “Do-don’t talk about yourself like that,” she mumbled and gave his hair a lovely tug with both hands. He whimpered. [Y/N] wanted to bottle that sound. Art would always remember what she said next and how she said it: “Only I get to talk about you like that… St-stupid.”

This was the version of [Y/N] he was going to remember when he thought of her every day for the rest of his life. That sentence, the way her hair hung from where he had pushed it away from her neck. The sting of the cold metal from her wedding ring on the back of his neck and the stone of her engagement ring pressing into where he reached his palm to place his hand over hers. There was just the wrong amount of clothes between them. Her eyes ringed smoky from the makeup smudges and the exhaustion.

“Say it again.” Art whispered, swinging a knee over [Y/N]’s thighs so he could stare down at her. His forehead pressed softly against [Y/N]’s.

[Y/N]’s mouth fell open slightly with a breathy exhalation. Holy shit. “What, pretty baby, you want me to tell you how stupid you are? You like that?” [Y/N] almost whispered into Art’s still lips. He was too shocked to kiss her back, but too turned on to pull away. Art whimpered louder than before. [Y/N] felt him nod.

So she didn’t hold back. “You think I need to punish you after you behaved like that today or something? You need to atone for what a moron you were, shithead?” [Y/N] kept her tone light enough to just about tease as her nose trailed along the side of his. Her objective was to belittle. Her nails slid down Art’s muscular, sturdy back.

They both knew Art was a masochist on his worst days. Did he get off on being degraded sometimes? Sure. But this series of events was ridiculously new and exciting for [Y/N]. And shockingly obviously for Art too.

His hips pressed into her pathetically. “What? Did you need help with something?” She asked innocently when she felt Art’s hard-on against her thigh. [Y/N] kissed him distractingly warmly for how she was treating him. Art’s head spun and he couldn’t seem to make sense of anything anymore. He had backed himself into the best kind of corner.

Across Art’s hips and side went [Y/N]’s left hand, to the front of his sweatpants. Humiliatingly, Art blinked tears out of his eyes and screwed them shut. His mouth opened and closed, but no intelligent sound came out. [Y/N] planted a kiss at the corner of his parted lips. His strong arms boxed [Y/N] protectively in from above, but she had him locked into place, really. “Baby, if you want something, you know you have to ask for it.”

“Nnh,” Art tried, eyes stuck shut. His attention was mostly spent hold himself up over his wife. His insanely gorgeous wife. [Y/N]’s other hand grabbed his jaw tenderly. He still didn’t look at her. Art was gathering his courage. “Yo-you already told me I couldn’t have what I wanted.”

With a sharp inhale, [Y/N] grip went from gentle to nonexistent. At the lack of contact, Art’s damp eyes crept open one at a time to see if his brattiness had overstepped the situation. His frightened eyes caught [Y/N]’s. She popped the side of his face sharply with an open palm. Art blinked and tipped his head to the side like a dog.

That was big trouble, huh?

“Fuck,” he said. Both of them panted in sync. “I’m sorry.” He meant it.

[Y/N] pulled Art’s face to hers and kissed him hard. “I love… you.” She said.

#art donaldson x reader #art donaldson x you #art donaldson imagine #art donaldson #challengers movie

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undreaming-fanfiction · 1 year

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Steve and Chrissy as two internet-famous chefs/bakers, Steve with a channel focusing on (not always) easy homemade and nutritious meals, Chrissy with a baking channel full of body positivity to spite her mom.

They both get invited to something like Phoning It In from the Try Guys - a baking/cooking competition where they have to guide the actual chefs only through a pay phone. As the TG's show says: "the mind of a chef paired with the hands of an idiot". And the idiots in question are their best friends - Robin and Eddie. Which shouldn't be that bad, but then...they actually have to swap them. And they can't tell them what they're making.

It's a holiday episode so the theme is gingerbread.

Steve is slumped in the phone booth, sometimes covering the receiver and asking Chrisy why, why would her best friend refuse to measure ingredients in anything more precise than "a bit", "a bit more", "kinda enough", "oooh might be a bit too much" and "a fuckton".

Chrissy tries very hard to explain to Robin that artistic expression is an amazing thing, but hot sauce and gingerbread might be too artistic for the judges. Robin disagrees. Chrissy pleads with her and eventually talks Robin into just including some chilli flakes in her batter and not the hot sauce as a topping.

Eddie spends half of the prep time complaining to Steve that a gingerbread house is lame, it should have been a gingerbread castle. Robin agrees.

Robin deciding to give her tiny gingerbread men flannel shirts and spending way too much on decorating them. She runs out of time very soon and just writes "THIS IS FLANEL" into a shirt-shaped blob.

Steve and Eddie shamelessly flirting despite having never met each other and then threatening violence in equal measure to get the other one do what they want. "I bet your eyes are more beautiful than the entire sky full of stars Stevie, also I might have dropped one extra spoon of spices into the gloopy thingy and I don't want to get my hands more dirty than they are so I'll just leave it in-" "Eds, you vile seductress, your voice could charm many a seaman but if you don't get that spicy glob out of the batter I swear I will shave your head."

Robin somehow going from following the instructions into a full rambling mode and before they know it, she's just cutting hipster-shaped gingerbread flanelmen and telling Chrissy nearly her full life story, basically turning the prep into a therapy session. Chrissy listens and nods and just sometimes interjects with "people can be such jerks just because you're different, can you just quickly check that the temperature is still the same? Thank you Robs, now back to that asshole in your uni class-"

In the end, they finally meet at the judging table and present their work, bullshitting their way through explanations of many choices that were made (because the two actual chefs are not permitted to speak, only the great minds).

Steve almost sobs when he sees piped (and very melted) bats on toothpicks around the gingerbread castle, because of course Eddie made a castle. "I meant for that to happen, for the shock value" he announces when one of the bats starts a domino effect and knocks down the rest.

Chrissy's smile gets a little bit stiff when she sees attempted man buns on the gingerbread men's heads - ones which have unfortunately melted and they now have flowing ponytails. Slightly burned.

Steve confidently claims that the reason why his gingerbread house is black and has spires is because his little brother adores Dungeons and Dragons and he wanted to give him a cool prop for the final encounter with the big evil. When the castle crumbles because Eddie didn't bake it long enough, Steve just dramatically stands up and announces that the evil warlock has been defeated. Eddie almost faints behind the screen and unceremoniously asks Robin if that gem of a man is taken.

Chrissy explains how the gingerbread men are wearing flanel in honor of her best friend's uncle who is the flanel overlord. When the judges bite into the figures and taste the chilli flakes, Chrissy earnestly tells them that Eddie's uncle is a man with hidden depths and spicy personality (Eddie chokes on his own tongue at that) and Robin was kind enough to reflect that.

In the end, it doesn't matter who won. Eddie asks Steve (after he tastes the gingerbread bat, gingerbat) if he's still about to shave his head and Steve says it would be a shame, but he can make it up to him by inviting him for coffee. Robin awkwardly thanks Chrissy for listening to her and Chrissy admits she loved her rambling, that she hates it when it's quiet.

It all ends well (except for the gingerbread).

#steddie #buckingham #steddie au #buckingham au #steve harrington #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #robin buckley

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here2bbtstrash · 2 years

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bts doing no nut november - explicit

been a minute since we did a headcanons post huh!!!! and this felt ~seasonally appropriate~ 🤭 i actually discussed this a million years ago w my hyungline chat and the lovely @goodsoop - thanks for always feeding my insane bts brainrot, love y'all 😩 (and i'm really just considering this as no fap/not discussing or thinking abt partnered sex here, just fyi~)

knj: loses on day 1. this virgo has his masturbation routine down, so engrained as a part of his daily life, that on november first he doesn't even realize what day it is. he just busts a fat nut to one of his very favorite porn videos (downloaded to his computer ofc) without thinking twice about it, and it's only as he's cleaning up the mess that he's like.... fuuuuuuck.... i knew i was forgetting something 🤦‍♂️

ksj: doesn't do it out of protest OR reluctantly agrees but then quits on day 1. y'all simply are not gonna tell this man what to do! he comes when he wants to come dammit! his dongsaengs might be able to convince him to "say" he'll do it, but the minute he actually wants to jerk off, the competition is over lmao. there's not even any good reason why he should hold it in - besides, isn't that bad for you??? unhealthy??? this game is stupid and he doesn't wanna play 😤

myg: has no trouble not coming for 30 days, could probably win on accident. i feel the agust d hoes coming to fight me about this one but i'm sorry 🤷‍♀️ imo yoongs is a low libido guy!!! and you can't change my mind!!!!! make your own post lol! imo he'd rather save it for when he's with a partner, and besides, he's obviously too busy working or sleeping or watching cat videos. plus it's just so much effort and he hates having to deal with the mess after. he's fine with it, homie probably ends up in no-nut january without even really meaning to 🥱

jhs: wins, but it's a struggle. we all know he's got that serious business 'dance teacher hobi' scary amount of self control.... but eventually his ~urges~ do get pretty strong and hard (lol) to ignore. i can see hoseok being one to try and keep himself busy to keep the horny thoughts away 🤣 his big-ass closet is getting reorganized, new choreo is getting learned for no reason, and if you see him spam a ton of selfies on instagram, it's cause he's trying to distract himself 🤪

pjm: tries and absolutely loses. mini is sooooo physical and touchy i just don't see this one working out for him. in the beginning of the month i think he feels like it's pretty easy and he wants to do good and get praised by the other members, but midway through november he gets pretty desperate. he tells himself it's not really masturbating if he just humps against the bed and doesn't finish, but then one thing leads to another and it just.... feels too good to stop 🫠

kth: does it wrong and wins. we all know taehyung lives on his own mf planet so i absolutely believe this man is gonna EDGE himself for 30 days in a row. literally bring himself right to the brink of orgasm, then hop in a cold-ass shower and carry on with his life. it's fun for him 🤭 and when the members tell him he's doing it wrong, he says he's doing the advanced version 😏 and i just.... god bless whoever is on the receiving end of that load on december first lmfaoooooo 💦

jjk: OF COURSE HE FUCKING WINS. jk is the one who makes everyone participate, no fucking question, and he is in it to WIN IT bc of course he is. i know he's a jerkoff pro tho so he has to suddenly deal with having.... EVEN MORE excess energy than usual 🤣 we're talking multiple workout sessions a day, every day, just to burn it all off (namjoon goes with him even tho he's already lost 🥲). maybe even a tattoo session to help get his mind off things idk 👀 and when it's finally december first he's jerking off til his dick is RAW lmfao 💀

what do you think? any you agree/disagree with? 👀 lemme know~

#bts imagine #bts headcanon #bts scenario #bts smut #kinda lol #this was silly #i am on a lifelong protest of no nut november so me and seokjin can laugh at everyone else while they suffer #(i'm actually just joon and always forget until it's too late skdhgdjfg)

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Do u do like Halsteadxwife!reader family with like a teenage daughter and teenage son!?!? If so can u do like one where they all have a fam vacay to like to Colorado and go snowboarding as a family and just ultimately have a good time as a family. When there having a good time the reader tell them a surprise that’s she’s pregnant and they are really happy and they celebrate!?!?!?!?

snowy christmas- jay halstead x reader

overview: the one time you and jay both get off work you take your kids to Colorado for christmas, and there’s one big gift they won’t expect.

trigger warning: mentions of pregnancy, and my 0 knowledge of colorado. letting there older son have a beer? so underage drinking?

sorry it’s late guys i was supposed to post this last night, but i got a bit carried away with the drinking! hope you all had a great christmas!

hope you understand where i got the baby name from at the end <3

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“that was so fun! i can’t believe we haven’t done this before! mom dad you gotta let us come snow boarding more often” your 17 year old son, caleb exclaimed as you all made your way to the top of the mountain once more before you were set to head back to the cabin.

“we’ll try to come again next year” you smiled and you looked at your husband, with jay being a detective and you being a firefighter it was hard getting any vacation time especially at the same time so this was perfect.

“i’m cold” your 14 year old, nadia huffed causing jay to chuckle, your husband comforted her saying he’ll make hot chocolate when they get back to the cabin. you didn’t disagree with your daughter, you were cold too, and extremely tired due to pregnancy you wanted to just go back to the cabin and curl up with your husband.

once you and your family reached the top of the mountain, your son wasted no time and was ready to snowboard down challenging jay to a race. of course both your son and husband being competitive they started before you and nadia were ready.

you slowly and carefully snowboarded down the mountain with nadia, your family hadn’t chosen the tallest option. jay was trying to make sure you could have fun and stay safe. once you and your daughter made it to the bottom caleb and jay were sat in the snow laughing to each other arguing about who won. your heart warmed at the sight, you couldn’t describe how much you loved your family. caleb was a splitting image of jay, the freckles, brown hair, the same eyes. it was amazing to see.

“come on boys! me and mom are cold!” you smiled at your daughters orders, now she took after you, she still had jays freckles and his nose but every other way she took after you.

“yes ma’am” jay laughed getting up and holding his hand out for caleb to take and helping him up. you loved how close jay and caleb are. you and jay agreed to raise your kids with honesty if something was bothering you from work, you’d tell them you’d had a bad day, obviously not telling them the horrors you’d seen, but in both your jobs you and jay got hurt quite a bit. you’d never hidden anything from your kids, and in return your kids never hid anything from you.

you all made you way back to the cabin, it was beautiful all decorated for christmas. it was christmas eve. you and jay hadn’t managed to bring all of your kids presents with you but you managed to bring about half, and you told them that and that they could open the rest when they got home. yet you did bring one big present, a surprise you were looking forward to seeing their reactions.

once you all got inside you took your coats off hanging them up then your teenagers started arguing about who got to shower first.

“don’t argue come on! caleb i need help with something so let nadia go first” it was very rare you got into arguments with your kids. it was always honesty and talk about what’s going on. that’s not saying you all never argue because it happens, especially with a 17 year old but there’s always ways to manager it.

caleb muttered a quick okay following his dad to the kitchen as nadia smiled happily running up the stairs, you slowly walked over to the couch and sat down pulling a blanket over you, you were now exhausted. it was already later then you’d planned to be home for the time now setting in at 7:30.

“jay, once the kids have showered i’m going then i’m heading to bed” you called out with your eyes closed on the couch.

meanwhile in the kitchen jay was showing caleb how they were going to cook christmas dinner tomorrow, when he heard your words caleb looked up at him.

“is mom okay?” caleb asked looking up at his father, caleb was getting taller, now almost as tall as jay and there was no way jay would ever get used to that.

“yeah buddy she’s just tired it’s been a long day” jay smiled tapping his sons shoulder.

“let’s make her hot chocolate” jay suggested and caleb nodded grabbing a mug and the hot chocolate powder.

“is mom going through that thing? menopause” caleb’s question shocked jay and he laughed.

“no she’s only 35” jay laughed, heating up the milk, caleb nodded.

“maybe don’t tell mom i asked you that” caleb stated, and jay chuckled.

when they’d finished making the hot chocolate jay walked out of the kitchen and over to you who was sat on the couch with your eyes closed.

“babe, hot chocolate” jay smiled and passed it over to you before kissing your forehead. you utter a small that you then heard nadia shout that the shower was free and caleb rushed up the stairs, jay chuckled and sat on the couch with you gently putting an arm around you as you stopped at the hot chocolate.

you finished your hot chocolate putting the empty cup on the coffee table before going back to relaxing in jays arms. you’d never felt so happy in your life, a amazing husband, the man you’d dreamed of since you were a teenager, two amazing kids and your little miracle, on the way.

your son shouted down saying the shower was free and that was your sign to get to bed , you got up after kissing jay and made your way upstairs to shower. you washed your hair wanting to look nice for christmas day, you enjoyed the warm water running down your body. you knew by the time jay showers the will most likely be no hot water left but he didn’t care, he wanted you three to be warm well before him. that’s the type of man your husband was. you smiled to yourself getting out the shower and heading to your room to get changed into your christmas pjs.

you said goodnight to your kids and got into the nice warm bed, you were so comfortable and so exhausted it didn’t take any time at all for sleep to take over and for you to be in a deep sleep.

a few hours later you were awoken to jay moving wrapped presents from your room to down stairs before he joined you in bed, you groaned turning to face him and cuddling up to his chest and laying your leg over his middle, you fell asleep as his hand softly rubbed your back. being with jay was perfect, you’d never felt more loved.

in what felt like seconds you’d been woken up to your daughter excited to open presents, you didn’t blame her. most christmases you were working but you always tried to get christmas off but sometimes it doesn’t work like that with your job.

you begrudgingly got out of bed, you, your husband and kids walked down stairs. the beautiful tree shining light over the presents littered under the tree, your son and daughter immediately ran to there stockings whole jay headed into the kitchen to make coffee. you waited to let your children start opening their gifts when jay sat down handing you a cup of coffee.

the next hour spent watching your kids open presents, your daughter asked mostly for clothes and makeup, and your son asking for sports gear and games. jay always made sure to be involved with choosing presents and wrapping gifts, you were glad all that pressure wasn’t just on you but jay also.

your son and daughter both have you a hug as well as jay and sat back down and admired there presents thanking you both as they looked down at their gifts.

“we have one more gift for you both” both of your kids looked up, caleb looking more confused then nadia, caleb noticed the huge smiles on both of you and jays faces, and he knew.

“what is it?” nadia asked, jay noticed the small smile coming up on caleb’s face, jay knew his son very well.

“moms pregnant” caleb smiled happily getting up, nadia gasped noticing you nod and she got up shooting into your arms for a hug.

“oh my god!! i’m gonna be a big sister! me and the baby can bully caleb!” your daughter exclaimed with pure happiness lacing her voice.

“no me and the baby will bully you nadia” caleb intervened giving you a hug, jay smiled as he watched his family, he couldn’t be more proud of you and the kids.

“how about no bullying” jay laughed getting up, it had been a few hours since everyone had woken up and opened presents, you and jay had began preparing christmas dinner. a whole tray of cauliflower cheese. it was you and your sons favourite as well as pigs in blankets.

“time to celebrate” jay smiled putting his beer on the table after dishing out everyone’s dinner, leaving everything in the middle for you all to add to your plates while eating. of course you and caleb immediately added more food to your plates.

“dad since we are celebrating, and i’m basically gonna be an adult soon can i have a beer too?” jay looked at you as if asking for your permission and you nodded allowing your son to have a drink. you’d always thought you’d rather your kids drink with you so you know their safe then out in chicago.

jay walked over to the fridge grabbing another beer opening it and giving it to your son, he smiled happily and you all dug into your food with christmas songs in the background, nadia already rambling about being an older sister and giving you and your husband name ideas, yet you already had a boys name in mind, Evan.

you sat eating, enjoying every part of christmas with your family excited to keep growing your family, after the new baby the next step in your family was definitely a dog.

#chicago pd #chicago pd imagine #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead #one chicago x reader #chicago fire

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pinkposies · 2 years

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Hey! Can I request a poly fic with Ayato and Subaru from Diabolik Lovers sharing a girlfriend? Like how their days are and things like that. Smut if you feel good with that. :)

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a/n requests are open!

warnings: NSFW

parings Ayato x fem!reader x Subaru

SFW

↳ There is constant arguing between the two brothers. They always disagree about who gets to spend time with you that day.

↳ Ayato will take you away from Subaru when it's his day which causes arguments and fights. They always try to make you choose between the two even after you've dated for so long.

↳ Ayato is competitive in every aspect of the relationship. He will try to top everything Subaru does.

↳ Subaru does feel insecure about her relationship with his brother. When Ayato gloats to Subaru he begins to feel like his not enough to date you but you reassure him every time he is down.

↳ Both get jealous easily so if he sees you giving more attention to his brother, it'll be choas.

↳ Ayato will take your blood without permission using the excuse that he doesn't have to ask because you are in a relationship. Subaru will ask before biting you, in fear of you breaking up with him if he doesn't.

↳ Ayato loves when you cook food for him. He just finds it entertaining to watch you focus so intently.

↳ Subaru tries very hard to be romantic by arranging candlelit dinners, garden picnics, and floral gifts.

↳ Ayato enjoys pampering you with everything you desire. He wants you to be decked out in the best accessories and attire.

↳ Subaru will gladly take all action necessary to put you at ease and make you smile.

↳Ayato is much more of a "go with the flow" type of guy and is utterly terrible at organizing dates.

↳In order to protect you from harm, Subaru will only stop being angry when you urge him to.

NSFW

Subaru

↳ Subaru doesn't feel comfortable doing anything sexual with anyone else besides you in the room. He doesn't talk about what happens in the bedroom, unlike Ayato.

↳ Depending on his mood, he would have sex with you anywhere. He is concerned about being caught, though.

↳ Outside of his room, he prefers to have sex in the garden, in an empty classroom, and on the school roof.

↳ He has a praise kink and when you praise he becomes putty in your hand. When his comfortable his very affectionate and desperate.

↳ His extremely gentle or rough there's no in between. He also has trouble controlling himself when doing anything sexual with you.

↳ He wouldn't do anything without your permission. He needs constant reassurance.

↳ Subaru is too shy to initiate anything unless his really desperate. It makes him more comfortable knowing you actually want to do it.

Ayato

↳ His into breasts, so if you have big breasts he'll always find a way to touch them. If you don't have big breasts that don't mean he won't show love to them.

↳ He likes filthy, hurried sex. Even if a single session might not last very long, he can and is ready to start up again right away.

↳ Ayato typically has sex with you nearly every day, often twice—once in the morning and once in the evening.

↳ He is into nipple play, receiving, and giving.

↳ Anything you desire, he's more than willing to try it out because he's quite adventurous and doesn't shy to try new things.

↳ He's not the best at foreplay, nor is he the best at sweet talking.

↳ He also likes it when you take the lead. He will make an effort to exert some control, but nevertheless, he will be enjoying himself.

#💌addi.writes #Subaru sakamaki x reader #diabolik lovers x reader #diabolik lovers #ayato sakamaki x reader #kanato sakamaki x reader #laito sakamaki x reader #reiji sakamaki x reader #shu sakamaki x reader

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the-90s-music-colosseum · 5 months

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I don’t disagree with statements of bias or want to downplay very real racial issues, but I think with something like this, it’s a little complicated. It’s not just that Tumblr specifically favors white men as much as society, the music industry, the world at large always has, and it’s therefore easy to find yourself interacting with a lot of white male musicians in the 90s scene. The men got more unhinged propaganda I would argue partially because it is acceptable and encouraged to objectify or degrade them to a comedic effect, and the same is not really true in reverse. The women won their polls handily every single time as we saw, and the women who were eliminated were mostly eliminated by other women down the line, with a few exceptions. Obviously the polls now reflect a massive push of support for the women and WOC, but the lack of propaganda might in SOME part be due to their fanbases not actually being interested in the competition before it was being blown up on their dash, or those who ARE voting for them— and the fact that polls that didn’t breach containment still had female and WOC winners so often indicates yes, plenty of people on this blog already were voting that way— didn’t feel comfortable submitting propaganda that would be seen as inappropriate. I think there really is no winning, because we’ve had asks on the blog or have seen tags that criticize objectifying or sexualizing the women or WOC especially. There’s a nasty history of that and people want to be sensitive. I believe that if the white guy had a couple of mild pieces of propaganda while a Black woman had a wall of sexual jokes or other “unhinged propaganda,” that would have made people uncomfortable too. The best solution was probably to have no propaganda, or limit it to 3 pieces, with a character limit. But as discussed before, the boss fights were set up to fail by announcing them so early without letting them actually enter the competition, so these fanbases were hyped up for months and then begged to send in their most unhinged propaganda, and all anons for any fandom have been rewarded by the other blog readers for saying something funny or shocking by getting inside jokes on the banner or iceberg chart… there was no way the boss fights weren’t going to be massively disproportionate, and there was no way they weren’t going to be stomped into oblivion. I think two things can be true at once: there are underlying inherent biases toward cis white men, and that exists on a wider societal level, but that also contributes to how offensive any comments about them would potentially feel. And the content of the propaganda might have unintended bias, and we’ll have to reassess that in ourselves, but I think it’s a little unfair to pretend this wasn’t the way the competition operated all along, or that the current results and criticism don’t indicate that obviously many people care about WOC.

You know the more I think about this controversy/discussion, the more I feel like this tourney as a whole is an interesting social experiment about how we view celebrities under the circumstances of race, gender, sexuality etc.

Definitely not to shift the blame on my part but somehow the inherent flaws of this bracket have sparked very insightful conversations, which I find rewarding. Will try to make this an opportunity to reflect on the methods of holding such a competition, and I hope the other members of the music tournament quintuplets can see this as well!

#most attractive 90s musician #asks #disc horse

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ushioliddell-blog · 8 months

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Time for thoughts about what Ultimate will have been the QSMP's characters in Danganronpa.

Antoine : Ultimate Doctor with his abilities. Has paranoïa and will not trust easily someone. Will put cameras everywhere for that. Most of the time, a chill guy who loves building. Dreams to have occasion to practice medecine.

Baghera : Ultimate Forecaster or Analyst. Not like Fortunetelling, but more like she is so smart that she can guess what will happen like with Cellbit getting used. An another Chilcaregiver. A cheerful person who loves taking care of children, gossiping and matchmaking. Actually succeed to help two couples.

Étoiles : Ultimate Warrior, of course. Jokes about himself all the time but will always cheer the others with all he had. Has a toxic relationship with Junko AI. When he loose, turn to an really bad Ultimate Builder, claiming he retires.

Aypierre : Ultimate Engineer. This one is obvious too. An Ultimate Furry when he needs to take a break. An Ultimate Winegrower because of his mistrust of the Federation and the knowledge of how good can be a French wine. Is much more with his projects than people and as a few very good friends even if he talks to everyone. Can be really calculative, even with the persons he loves but will always help them, no matter what and do everything for them. Most of his projects are to help them, the others are to feed his competitive side against Mr Leader which he thinks is his true rival. Loves cringe humour and pranks. His goal is most of the time to embarass people which he succeed all the time. Used to be flirty but began to work on it since he began to have feelings for his one night stand and currently dating him.

Badboyhalo : Ultimate Occultist. Could have been Ultimate Childcaregiver but with recent events and the Soul Voulters..... An Ultimate Agitator too, who loves pranks. Often disagree with Mr Leader so much that nobody at this point is able to know if they love or hate each other.

Cellbit : Ultimate Investigator, of course. Will kill ANYONE who try to harm his Mr Interior Designer without hesitation. Has a dark past and know how to remind it, when needed.

Felps : Ultimate Demolisher. For his square. Use only one method and will always refuse any other. Disappear all the time and viewers always forget about him. When he comes back, it always seems to the others that he is new.

Pac and Mike : Ultimate Scientist. Because they don't only make machines.

Forever : Ultimate Leader. Obvious, too. Cheerful, tries always his best. Has a competitive side, currently feeded because of the Warrior and the Engineer. Will do EVERYTHING to win. Loves to tease The Occultist all the time.

Bagi : Ultimate Detective. But tries to be also the Ultimate Breeder (if she suceed to save her animals from Badboy ). Has principles and will not betray them. Has a pan and know very well how to use it. I try hard to give them différent titles, right ?

Foolish : Ultimate Builder. That goes without saying. Loves Chaos the most all of them but loves more to look at it, than cause it.

Philza : Ultimate Farmer. Could have been Childcaregiver too, but I dont want his potatoes to go in vain XD Real anarchist, doesn't really care about rules, or politic but will not be active until you touch someone he loves.

Tubbo : Ultimate Mechanist. Because much more younger than Aypierre and make trains. Can become engineer too and try to steal this title to his rival who dont really care about it and his efforts to try to steal it which infuriate Tubbo XD

Fit : Try to make believe that he is the Ultimate Housekeeper but is in reality the Ultimate P.E, good at all sports.

Jaiden : Ultimate Botanist. Loves to make flowers grow. Make her own tea and loves to serve it to the Monokumas. A chill and gentle girl who will do what she can to protect the persons she loves.

Tinakitten : Ultimate Cook and Assistant. Try really hard to help Mr Leader and loves to make Avocado Toasts. Extremely kind but loves chaos too. Touch someone she likes, you won't get away easily from her. Seems kind and cute and know how to use, or never with mean intentions. Often tease Mr Builder.

Ironmouse : Ultimate Singer. Even if she doesn't show it often to the others Islanders.

Roier : Ultimate Interior Designer. For ALL the efforts he makes when he creates his builds, like his supermarket, restaurants, hospitals.... A gentle, cheerful person. Seem sometimes stupid but is not. Loves explosions a lot.

Melissa : Ultimate Therapist. And as always in Danganronpa, the character who thinks that is good at it, but.....There are some twists. And Ultimate Dancer, at night.

Abuloeir : Ultimate Luck. This guy come always from nowhere, survive to MANY things without problems. His luck is like Nagito's. Worst happen but he always manage to survive. Is hated by the Investigator who causes most of his problems. What else could it be ?

Willyrex : Ultimate Pyrotechnician. Can be vicious in his traps. Art is explosion, after all, if you ask him.

Polispol : Ultimate Film Director. A chill guy who has a lot of humor and loves pranks. Seems so harmless that most of the time nobody suspect him as the author of thé pranks.

Maximus : Ultimate Presenter (not Host, dont want controversery for nothing :P ) Has his own show which he is really proud. Seems to be a cheerful person who has the same humor as his boyfriend. In reality, he is the most affected by this game and their lockdown. Has a depression because of the several losses he has and tendencies to keep his problems for himself all the time. Wants to be loved and find it with his currently boyfriend. Their relationship began by a Friends with Benefits but become a dating relationship. Greatly affected by Junko AI and hides it.

Code : Junko AI. As escaped Junko's control and do who know what.

Cucuruchos : Monokumas. Serves the Federation.

Fédération : Ultimate Despair. The society which create the game.

The Duck Manager : Junko. The mastermind of all this game.

The eggs : The warriors of Hope. Created by the Federation but have decided to be more than seeds of Despair.

I dont know more about Rivers, Lenay, German, Vegetta, Luzu, or Carrera so I have no ideas. If you have, go for it. If I forgot someone, say it to me, too.

#QSMP

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knoxvilleforever · 2 years

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Christmas with Johnny Knoxville Headcanons

request: a christmas with pj i’m thinking vibes like have yourself a merry little christmas by frank sinatra 🥲 dancing together, messing around in snow banks, baking, and unwrapping presents

he dresses up as santa

every year without fail

and he also buys you an inappropriate mrs claus outfit

‘why don’t you come sit on santa’s lap honey?’

‘you know you don’t have to dress like santa to get me to do this.’

you guys are definitely the type to throw a holiday party

but it’s a chilled vibe and everyone shows up just how they are

you encourage christmas themed pyjamas

and you spend days prepping for the party because you insist on doing all of the food yourself

so johnny’s in the kitchen with you for hours on end helping out

he likes baking with you

he comes home to your kitchen being a total mess and around eight different batches of cookies made with another in the oven

you have flour on your cheek and in your hair

and he immediately gets to decorating

brags at your holiday party about which ones he decorated and why they should eat those first

he also distracts you by getting you to dance to christmas music with him

arguments over the best christmas song

‘you’re gonna disagree with wham?’

bugs you like the little kid he is to make gingerbread houses

so you turn it into a competition

and there’s definitely some sabotage going on

he’s throwing candies across the table to try and make yours collapse

and you try to make his icing watery so it doesn’t stick

you guys don’t play fair

he wants a neutral judge so he sends photos of your finished creations to jeff

and then complains when jeff chooses yours

‘fuck that, jeff isn’t impartial. he’s always preferred you.’

you force him to watch home alone because it reminds you of him

‘this kid was totally you in your childhood.’

whether you’re super organised or very last minute with wrapping gifts

i feel like johnny would just be the total opposite

so either way one of you will be frantically shopping and wrapping gifts on christmas eve

and the other will be muttering an ‘i told you so,’ before they start helping

you definitely go look at christmas lights

you love the people who go all out and could look at them forever

he thinks you look so cute bundled up in a million layers, your arm linked through his

and if it starts snowing then he’s starting a snowball fight

he doesn’t care where you are

it’s an all out war

you buy the two of you matching christmas pyjamas

and you absolutely go all out for decorations

johnny puts himself in charge of the tree

and you have the most inappropriate christmas ornaments

he’s really a little kid at heart

and you have to stop him from snooping around the gifts

as much as he’s excited to open gifts

he’s just as excited to give them

so it’s inevitable that on christmas eve you get a gift thrust into your hands because

‘i can’t wait any longer!’

#johnny knoxville #jackass #jackass x reader #jackass headcanons #johnny knoxville x reader #knoxvilleforeverwriting #johnny knoxville headcanons #johnny knoxville headcanon

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archer3-13 · 2 years

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I wont link to the post, but in browsin i noticed an interestin post wonderin why felix and caspar didnt have a support together in houses and how that was a missed opportunity for a rival dynamic. But it got me thinkin, and ive come to the conclusion that felix and caspar dont have supports together for a rather important reason when it comes to the overall writing of houses

the cross house relations in houses are written to be entirely frivolous

what exactly do i mean by that? well, take felixes cross house supports for instance. putting aside the church of seiros who can be recruited on any route bar some on one, all of felixes cross house supports are girls he has romantic paired endings with. taken alone thats not a strict indicator of frivolity, but when you get to the content of the supports themselves what do they usually consist of? felix and lysithea talk about sweets, leonie hounds felix intro training with her, felix hounds dorothea into training with him, felix obsesses over bernadettas 'technique' even though shes just flailing her arms like a coward cause comedy. they're all romantic fluff supports mostly taking place during the academy phase. That isn't an inherent detraction in of itself mind, fluff can help provide relief from heavier moments in the main story, but it both fits into a larger pattern and suffers from there being a bit to much fluff so to speak.

which is to say in terms of the latter, felixes cross house supports are all... idyllic effectively, as safe non threatening and non committal as they can make em. theres certainly a practical application to this as it lets felixes supports slide into any one route without much complications, but it also means theres not much in the way of substance built up with these supports themselves. they're poster card relationships effectively, where the only concern really is the aesthetic value of the relation without the pesky character work and building that makes substantive character relations. felix and lysitheas relation doesn't have to be a high stakes one, but when you get down to the flow of it, their relation never really gets beyond the introductory stages so to speak. at c level they disagree on cake, at b level lysithea insists on getting felix to try more cake, at a level felix likes the cake lysithea makes. you could fit the c and b into a single c level, and then use the b as an introduction into a further exploration of why felix likes the cake or why lysithea insists on baking cake for felix to try, before hitting home with an a support where the characters open up to each other beyond just the cake [say felix tries to introduce lysithea to one of his own hobbies/likes].

and as i said this fits into a larger pattern. Sylvains a good example where all of his cross house supports are comedy supports mostly set during the academy where girls turn him down. the only one he has with a guy from another house is lorenz where they have a flirting competition. pretty consistently across houses, the cross house support opportunities that are chosen are romance or comedy fluff options and opportunities. and as i previously explained very surface level poster card opportunities for comedy and romance at that on the whole.

and this hurts the believability of houses story writing as a whole if im bein honest. by thoroughly coaching the cross house supports in frivolous framing, it weakens the believability of cross house relations and thus cross house conflict as a whole, which is especially important as houses is at heart built on the back of cross house conflict. but ya cant build meaningful conflict without meaningful relations, which as previously stated are weakened by the cross house supports being the way they are.

#fire emblem #3h #fire emblem three houses #three houses #fe16

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necromanticfemme · 2 years

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i had a rly similar experience w/ an older guy at 14🥺💞 i’m so sorry. all that sounds familiar, but for me going no contact with him was the right thing to do. if you feel ok to share,, what was the emotional abuse like?

i'm so sorry that we've both been through this.

some further venting and stuff below:

sometimes i still struggle to feel like im allowed to call it emotional abuse, especially since i really didn't recognise any of it as genuinely harmful at the time. it was just a lot of little things that he'd play off as funny and quirky about our dynamic, like the fact that i was the only one in our friend group who had never had an argument with him or left the group chat. when he disagreed with someone else it was always really messy and horrible and so i just never disagreed with him and i think he liked that about me, how much i was willing to twist myself to get along with him. on the surface it was really funny and cute how our dynamic seemed to fit, since i was always

it was only really earlier this year when i was really severely struggling with my mental health that i realised how much talking to him about my problems made me feel worse since he had this way of dismissing and minimising every issue i would talk about, but he'd play it off as him trying to comfort me and thinking that was what was good for me, even after i told him repeatedly that it just made me more upset when he told me my problems didn't matter. he'd say stuff like 'i'm sorry that talking to me is such a burden for you. why are you even friends with me if i'm clearly such a struggle for you.' when i'd try and express a boundary, very classic shit lmao.

and i guess on a wider level, probably not even very intentionally, he just had this way of making me second guess my own thoughts. i remember one of the few fights we had before this year was after i was really upset with the results of a drama competition i was in and i was complaining about some of the systemic and class-related issues in my area and how the resources of the school that won were directly related to their win. he basically just started belittling me and telling me that i was wrong about this and everything i did and maybe i just wasn't as good as i thought i was and i was just lying to myself about other factors to feel better. even when i explain this whole thing to other people i get really paranoid and feel like people will agree with him and think I'm stupid and full of myself and like. the way that he said all of that really fucked me up and kind of set me back a lot mentally since I've struggled really badly with my self-esteem and imposter syndrome for a really long time and he KNEW all of that and still said these really horrible things that he knew would send me into tailspin of self-hatred.

also idk if it really counts since like,,, it was good for me in the end even if the way he approached it was dodgy but he basically got me to break up with my partner when i was 17 in a way that i now feel a little iffy about, since he was the only person i really talked to about it and he sort of goaded me into doing it when i was having second thoughts.

it definitely wasn't very good of me either but once after a fight we had (where we were both in the wrong) i was feeling really upset with the way he handled conflicts and i was desperate for some feeling of connection with someone who KNEW him and his emotions in the same way i did and i requested his ex on Instagram and i didn't even message her or do anything but bc he stalked her religiously he saw that she had accepted and that i followed her now and he basically just went off at me accusing me of trying to conspire with her to ruin his life and telling me i was stupid for thinking she would agree with me and telling me i was horrible and needed mental help (i mean i did but not in the way that he meant it lol) etc etc etc. like it wasn't like i was 100% in the right because the argument that we had i got far too invested bc of some of the personal shit i was going through at the time but like. it was just really really horrible.

that's just some of the stuff ive been thinking about i guess anon, tbh it has been really helpful to type this all out because as i read it back I'm like wow. if this were someone else's story id be like holy shit that's awful I'm so sorry. and that rlly helps me remember that I'm not insane or making things up or just being dramatic. and even if his version of things is different from mine, what remains is the fact that he hurt me really badly over a period of years. it feels like a self-fulfilling prophecy almost, like he made me promise at one point that i wouldn't stop talking to him once i started uni and got a whole new life with new friends and stuff like his ex did which. is p much exactly what happened this year lol. anyways im thriving as much as can be reasonably expected in the current climate and my life is genuinely a lot better without the constant stress of trying to keep up a friendship with him,,

#it probably says a lot that i got paranoid for a second that this ask was secretly from him trying to 'gotcha!' me about his behaviour #like im 99% sure he doesnt know this blog but. man he did a number on my brain lol #anyways lol

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wham-bam-thank-you-jam-wrestling · 2 years

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WWE Love (Smackdown Edition)

I'm watching the June 18th episode of WWE, the one that opens with "No Chance in Hell" blasting from the arena PA system and Vince McMahon himself walking to the ring with that still all-too-familiar strut that just screams "I'm a scared little boy who has spent the past 70 odd years trying to convince myself I'm a man".

In case you've missed it, there has been a lot of drama happening in the WWE of late. I'm not going to get into any of that now, suffice to say that none of it is good.

What I am going to do right now, is zag when the rest of the world is zigging and list a bunch of aspects of the WWE product that I am really enjoying right now.

More of this sort of thing, please.

Montez Ford - Not only is he a bonafide main-eventer in waiting, but he is also going to bring something brand new to the main event scene with his combination of charisma and athleticism. The wholesale theft of The Rock's catchphrase a few months back, as well as the weak, pious-man Twitter game aside, the dude is a STAR.

Pat McAfee - this man is a pure delight. His energy, his idiosyncratic delivery, his one-liners and references. Not everything he contributes is a home run (wrong sport, I know), but he adds so much to the presentation of WWE Smackdown that I don't think I could get through the 2 hours (including commercials) without him.

Xavier Woods - I'd like to believe that this man is also on his way to the very tip-top of the card and the WWE universe. Alas, that appears extremely unlikely. If we could give him a sustained push at some point, that would be great. The New Day have remained crazy over for a long, long time despite the, at best, inconsistent booking, yet Xavier Woods is the only one of the three who still hasn't sniffed a solid singles run. And he is the best promo guy in the group! Give a him a chance WWE, just do it confidently, unlike how you treated Kofi and Big E.

Butch - the Brawling Brutes trio, as it is currently presented, is a bad idea that is going nowhere. Sheamus, despite being a big lad who can still go when given the right opponent and enough time to work, is apparently not someone WWE is going to get behind again. Ridge Holland is green, in and out of the ring, and just doesn't inspire any kind of reaction. The former Pete Dunne, however, is playing his part as well as he possibly can, given the material, and is someone I would love to see given a solid 15 minutes with a quality opponent on a premium live event

Also, a quick shout-out to Sheamus's music and entrance. I think it's great.

Sami Zayn - I'm not gonna lie, I started writing this one before he even appeared on screen. There is a guy on the other WWE show for whom you can pretty much copy and paste the next few sentences, but we'll get to him another day. In the meantime, it's been said by pretty much anyone and everyone, Sami gets it. He understands his character better than anyone, he elevates bad material, and he can tell you the story that needs telling without leaning too heavily on cliche and the standard pro-wrestling tropes. Plus, maybe not to the same level as 10 years ago, but he can still put on a banger between the ropes.

Gunther - Just don't screw it up, WWE. Keep the title on him until Wrestlemania at the very least and give him some class competition.

Brock Lesnar - Just to be clear, I am not referring to the booking on Brock Lesnar, of which I am not a fan. I get that he is a monster and needs to be booked as such, but there is a way you can accomplish this without making every other wrestler on your roster not named Roman Reigns look like a complete and utter piece of trash. But Brock has a physical charisma that is undeniable and is still, 20+ years removed from his debut, a talent you can build a company around.

That's all I've got at this stage. Let me know if you agree or disagree with any of these. Let me know if you think I've missed something. And let me know if you'd like to see more of this or if you'd like to see a little bit of WWE Hate instead.

Cheers

#wwe #wwe smackdown #brock lesnar #sami zayn #the new day #xavier woods #kofi kingston #big e #wrestling #professional wrestling #montez ford #pat mcafee #vince mcmahon

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mod-maki · 2 years

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Idk if I can request again, but I’ll try it out.

If I can, may I have Makoto, Hajime and Nagito with an S/O who acts like Junko? The crazy personalities, the insane mindset, has zero logic but is actually very intelligent, talks about despair a ton, a//bus3s her sister, all that stuff.

(Not really) Plot twist!: Their S/O is just super bored with life and wants something entertaining, even if it costs their own life.

Again, if you want to decline this or anything, that’s okay. Take your time and remember to take care of yourself!

-ymlmb anon

I’m glad you tuned back in, Ymlmb anon. This request seemed nice. <3

(Also should I start adding cute pictures for the characters I write? I’m seeing everyone else do it and it got me thinking.)

Makoto, Hajime, and Nagito W/ a Junko-like S/O.

Makoto Naegi

Pretty much is unable to calm you down in the beginning of your relationship.

You’re messing with his brain! All of the despair talk and switching personalities in just 5 seconds drives him insane!

He wouldn’t express how much you make him crazy though. He’d just show exhaustion from your chaos.

He loves you so much, but he’d do anything to atleast try to change your ways.

But..he’d probably fail. So the best he could do is just refrain from getting you and the others hurt.

“Oh..You’re just bored.” Makoto scratches his head.

He would take you to amusement parks, arcades, all that stuff!

He loves going on rollercoasters! Even if he’s very afraid to go on extreme ones, he’d do it if you’d enjoy it (..maybe)!

Even if he strongly disagrees with your views, he still loves you!

Hajime Hinata

“..My God..”

He can’t look away for a second without you lighting literally everything and anything on fire.

He surely gets upset with you. He can’t handle the thought of you enjoying despair.

Why would they? You should start making sense, S/O!

But deep down, he knows he can’t change your thought process. It’s upsetting to think about but it’s true.

Very much like Makoto, he really wants to keep both you and the rest safe. He doesn’t want any harm being done.

To keep you entertained and busy, he brings you…

*Drum roll*

….Board games.

You looked bored out of your mind, so he decided to bring you to a movie theatre instead!

But that wouldn’t go well, after in the middle of a movie you decided to yell out spoilers for it.

It was something small for you, and you would usually go all out.

But the two of you ended up getting kicked out.

He was sad and slightly angry sure, but he knows that it’s just you. So in the end, he lets you have the privilege of choosing we’re to go (There are a lot of rules made by him on where to go, mind you).

Nagito Komaeda

Say sike right now.

You like being despair to others? Okay let’s see about that.

At this point, he relies on his luck more times than before.

Whenever you two are together, it’s a cycle of you creating chaos, to his luck contradicting it.

You set fire in a beautiful garden? That’s okay. Shortly after, he comes along and rain falls from the sky.

Nagito knows that his luck can go after the despair you bring. That similarly works with his luck cycle aswell.

The despair you bring can make people’s hope shine ever so brightly soon after!

Yeah, both of your guys’ brains are messed up.

He’s so upset with you being on depair’s side and he’d go to very far lengths to change that.

Every time you start rambling about despair, he’d start talking about how amazing hope is afterwards.

Think of it as a competition of persuasion.

He figured that you’re only like this because it fills your boredom.

Someone like him can’t entertain his love in anyway, right?

Well, his luck seems quite interesting to you. The way it comes so unexpectedly and how extreme it can be.

He has mixed feelings, but atleast he doesn’t have to do anything that really harms people (For the most part).

He loves you but absolutely hates your mindset. But hey, atleast he has some solutions to the problems you bring.

#danganronpa #super danganronpa goodbye despair #nagito komeada x reader #mod maki #nagito x reader #nagito komaeda #hajime x reader #hajime hinata #hajime hinata x reader #makoto naegi #makoto x reader #makoto naegi x reader #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #danganronpa x reader

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harriertail · 2 years

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RIVER THOUGHTS + HOPES

Straight off the bat this book felt superrrr short omg.

They all lowkey feel like the early TBC protags... love sick Sunbeam/Bristlefrost, ‘i don’t fit in wah i have parental issues im not good at being a warrior’ Nightheart/Rootpaw (and Alderpaw), and eager but defo being tricked by StarClan Shadowpaw/Frostpaw : /

I don’t get Flamepaw, i do like his ‘why is everyone so obsessed with the Ashfur thing/the past’ but it does really feel like he’s putting the legacy thing on himself. A few ‘you come from good cats you should have more confidence in urself’ lines does not equal ‘you have to live up to all this’, maybe a few ‘how are you so fucking useless you’re descended from such good warriors you waste of space’ lines would make this more obvious/make us more sympathetic. Idk bully the protag 2k22 because it just feels like Alderpaw’s arc again : / It genuinely feels like the Erins are doing the ‘struggle with legacy’ arc they wanted to do with Alderheart, so I hope we get some Alder-Night bonding and Alder talking to him about worrying over living up to expectations

LOVED how we barely saw StarClan. just omens and a few brief convos. Felt like ‘old’ SC, in the background, vaguely guiding the Clans- also was the dock leaf sign fake? felt like they were hinting it wasn’t real.

Who was the green eyes? does it mean anything or is it just an normal SC interaction? Who killed Reedwhisker?? come on those claw mark remarks were def something. What the fuck was Lightleap doing? don’t give us more rogues pls.

Sunbeam/Blazefire is just. ouch. Def loving the more grounded tone focused on personal/real world issues and less SC bullshit. I kinda foresee him dying but I also like the idea of him thinking he ‘made a mistake’ and there just being loads of drama between Light/Blaze/Sun (fuck their names are kinda similar) espec if Sunbeam becomes like, deputy material and starts being a really good warrior while Lightleap goes thru her issues + fucking around. We havent had a leader or deputy POV for arcs (bristle doesn’t count) and Sunbeam could be a good choice!

Honestly I get the feeling they are trying to set up Berryheart and her supporters as antagonists but I lowkey agree with them so far- the stuff about it benefitting Tigerstar/Dovewing a lot and the ‘where do we draw the line’- why have separate Clans at all they might as well become one (id like to see them all become one if they are just gonna be so flexible with borders tbh)- would def like to see more debate on the changing of the rules and the specifics of allowing half-Clan relationships to change and not just standard ‘we want to make ShadowClan strong’ bad guy rhetoric from them. come on Erins. Maybe Cloverfoot would side with the ‘traditionalists’ and the whole ‘no deputy can overthrow a leader’ rule would be debated more. These new rules were made very quickly...

Fringewhisker and Sunbeam should become friends. Even if I’ve just said that Sunbeam should disagree with the new rule I’d love to see Gullswoop + Fringewhisker try to be her friends- maybe have a ‘this is how Lightleap behaved when I tried to be her friend’ moment to snap her out her sulking.

I love Finchlight. She spits 100% facts.

Curlfeather dying straight after the omen/she goes to get her nine lives is a fucking SIGN- the next leader is gonna get got. RiverClan civil war? I can barely name any RC cats but a competition over who should be leader would be good. Duskfur? Minnowtail? Is anyone gonna not want to be leader because they think it means dying?

Either RiverClan or ThunderClan is gonna have the ‘75% vote to kick out a leader’ stuff. the ‘something is off with Bramblestar’ is heavyyy.

Please don’t give us Sunbeam/Nightheart. Please. They are already going on about how much he doesn’t fit into TC and now added a few jokes about him going to find love in another Clan. If they do give us Protag/Other Clan cat relationship, i’d love to see an arc where its all lovey dovey 100% best relationship ever but slowly the honeymoon phase ends and it fizzles out- they made a mistake. they misses their family their territory their friends back home. nothing goes wrong per say its just not the right choice to make. like does Finleap or Fringewhisker regret moving? I rlly don’t like the trope of pinning everything on your ‘one true love’, but i would like to see someone realising this was not the right choice. (Maybe Nightsun could work like this idk)

The focus on names and their deep meanings (all of a sudden) made me wish that part of the changing Clans was giving up your old warrior name and getting a new one- maybe just a new suffix or smth. Like Fringewhisker would have to change her name after proving herself to the Clan.

Making some really early predictions. Nightheart changes Clan/goes stays in another Clan (SkyClan?) for a bit because he doesn’t fit in. Frostpaw might be forced into being med cat early after Mothwing dies (like Puddleshine). Sunbeam goes along with the stuff in ShadowClan and doesn’t have much agency

#warrior cats spoilers #asc spoilers #i have a lot of thoughts #my main issue is the narrative cant support the idea of 5 separate clans if they can just waltz between them #otherwise this was good and im lowkey looking forward to frostpaws chapters in Sky #maybe im sick of whiny characters but i want someone whos confident for once!!!!#i read this when the leaks dropped lol ive been thinkin about this for a week

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moonandsunwoo · 3 years

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Eric Sohn as your boyfriend

➛ eric sohn x reader (I dont think I used any pronouns but feel free to comment if I missed it!) fluff

➛ listen to: let me in (20 Cube) by ENHYPEN

➛ warnings: some mild swearing, there is suggestive content under the second cut but not fullblown nsfw

❥...!𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭:

Eric quite literally fell for you

and it was a painful fall at that, your freshly bought succulent adding some extra weight and definition to the whole tragedy

also because the dirt spilled everywhere and your poor Echeveria plant got yeeted right under a moving bus - because of course it would

and Eric just panicked

Like if he could have moved from beneath you, he would have definitely considered just going for it because oh my god the embarrassment

And then he looked up and you had about the prettiest face Eric could even imagine

So that made it ten million times worse

Luckily Sangyeon didn't raise no bitch

Luckily, Sangyeon also saw what happened from inside of the building, alongside Hyunjae and Jacob who had sent the poor boy running in the first place

Alright, technically Eric sent himself almost tripping out of the facility himself, because he forgot about the existence of bus times

Therefore he had to sprint to catch the bus

Well he didn't, funny enough, your poor succulent however did

-.-

it resulted in Jacob sweet-talking you from your initial shock into a state of almost comfort and Eric wishing he could have that kind of effect on people

But noooo he just had to run them over

He went and did pick the succulent up tho

or more like, tried to scrape the mashed up remains from off the pavement until you told him that it was no use anyways

That succulent was mush and so were Erics hopes of catching that last bus to get to class on time

So he offers you to go buy a new plant with him (after class though, because Sangyeon already gave him a warning death glare)

And whilst he wasn't as smooth as he had wished he was, you happily agreed

because damn he was cute alright

You guys did meet up after his class ended and you had a blast to say the least

and Eric came home with a cactus himself and a huge massive crush on you

Tries not to flex that he got your number and fails

Can't stop talking about you for the rest of the week because wow you guys just clicked so well and and and

Sunwoo would obviously never not call this a date btw and Eric would blush every time.

❥..!𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩:

Took him some time tbh

Simply because even though it was obvious, he still couldn't believe that someone like you fell for him

You guys went on so so many dates shopping sprees, small trips ect. and checked out almost every cafe that was near (for scientific purposes ofc. to see where the best coffee would get served. wink wonk)

to the point where he even took you to meet the rest of the boyz

And no one really believed that you guys were just friends

because you weren't

Well luckily he got over himself one day

and confess he did, just maybe he was so rushed and mumbly with it, and probably switching between every language he knew, that he had to do it twice

At least he made you feel special lmao

When you confessed your feelings to him too, he just kinda sat there for a second

Like 'wow it's that easy??'

He felt like he skipped an important step in an instruction book

Like a math problem that was too easy to be that simple

Would have his moment of megalomania right after because you ✨liked ✨him✨ back✨

We all know how competitive he can get, the good man

So prepare yourself for battling out the most basic things

will make everything a competition if he can

will also lose, like more than fifty percent of the time but its okay

just kiss him afterwards or something

That will send him into a hormonal overdrive instantly

Not that he would admit it tho hahah

Heeee??? flustered because you did as much kiss him???? ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦᶠ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ

Please wear his clothes

Can be anything, really; his shirt, sweater, hoodie, his huge jackets or a pair of sweats

Do it and he will melt and only grin dopey for the rest of the night

The type of boyfriend to wake you up at 3AM because he swears he heard someone knock against the window no kidding

on the third floor

he had a nightmare, just hold him

Can't cook, will however try to impress you with his cooking skills none the less

Hey at least he cleans up afterwards *ahem* sunwoo *ahem*

if you cant already do it, he'd probably love trying to go skating with you

would one hundred percent be the most patient you had ever seen him and so proud after every accomplishment no matter how tiny

Will ramble about his day to you

Will get all loud and boast-y if you decide to visit him at the studio

"HEY BABE LOOK I CAN DO TWELVE FLIPS BLINDFOLDED-"

"Eric no."

Eager kisser, I just want to say it again

Will buy you a succulent every anniversary. Guaranteed.

Very unlike how he is when your like alone and sinning (lol sry)

Very gentle with you, asks like seven thousand times if its okay and if you're comfortable

kinda scared that he could do something wrong, kinda insecure about himself

Maybe you’re even his first time and he's just so unsure oh dear

Like what if you dont like it oh my god what if he does something WRONG

knocks out almost immediately after sex, after giving his best to take care of you

Very much into cuddling afterwards, but don't ever bring it up he will yeet

I know many people might disagree with that but I will gladly die on that hill alright

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🪴 ꒱

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