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elvenbeard · 5 months

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The Charter Hill Matter

It's finally done ;__; I've been working on this on and off for the better part of half a year now I think. It was one of the first bigger ideas I sketched out one afternoon shortly after finishing my first Cyberpunk playthrough in February '23 xD

The little background story tha inspired it, that I've definitely told before, goes as follows:

During "Gimme Danger", when talking with Takemura about their childhood, Corpo!V will talk about their childhood growing up in Charter Hill. And me, a sucker for details like that, in the middle of building a background story for my V at the time, immediately drove to Charter Hill then to figure out where a good place to live might be.

I chose a random apartment building on Grant Avenue, cause it had metro access, lots of shops, and all the bright neon lights and ads everyhwere that V mentions. Good enough, I thought, it's settled. He grew up there.

Flashforward about 20 hours of gameplay, I finally meet Kerry, and he invites V to Dark Matter. And I don't think I even initially realized it (bc, you know, I was slightly... preoccupied otherwise during that convo) but then it dawned on me... You can actually see the building I chose as V's childhood home quite well from up there. And he would obviously realize it, too. Since Vince doesn't have good memories of the place though he never brings it up, until Kerry eventually, during one of their many dates they end up having up there, notices he's been staring off into the distance a little more than usual.

And yeah... this is that scene and I really wanted to do it as a little comic ;__;

All backgrounds are ingame screenshots, the map of Charter Hill is a heavily edited screenshot of the interactive Cyberpunk Map (https://maps.piggyback.com/cyberpunk-2077/maps/night-city) and the street names I referenced from this map someone on Reddit put together by hand from going around and reading all the ingame street signs (https://www.reddit.com/r/LowSodiumCyberpunk/comments/msyg79/i_couldnt_find_a_map_of_night_city_with_street/). Both super duper useful resources for writing, can highly recommend, I use them all the time XD

Anyway, I hope you like my sappy, self-indulgent lil' comic, I sure as hell had a lot of fun working on it and I'm so proud to finally have it finsihed x3

#cyberpunk 2077 #kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk v #corpo v #cyberpunk 2077 fanart #cp2077 #cp77 #cp2077 fanart #cp77 fanart #kerry eurodyne x v #male v cyberpunk #vincent ezaki #otp: to bad decisions #art by me #long post #love is stored in the forehead boops ;______;

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takotakigum · 7 months

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summer, night — itoshi sae

characters: itoshi sae x gn!reader

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, established relationships, sae and his skincare, absolute word vomit, sleepy reader, and idiots in love.

word count: 1.3k

synopsis: itoshi sae loves two things: listening to you talk and doing skincare with you.

note: the nicknames/callsigns “mi corazon” means “my heart”.

aged up characters | please read at your own risk!

when out after a long day, a quick shower would certainly suffice enough for you to comfortably rest, right?

not really. at least, not when itoshi sae is your partner.

“do you want to do a face mask tonight? we’ve been out all day.” sae states—not ask; like it should be. “no. i want to sleep.” you whine when sae places you down on the counter near the bathroom sink, gently clearing away the bottles and containers of moisturizer out of the way. “you can sleep in a bit. i mean, after this.” as your arms try to hold onto sae’s nape for longer, stray droplets of water acting as a bond between the two of you for you to decide that you can’t let go; however, sae easily breaks the embrace apart to look at you directly with his eyes.

much to your weak protests, sae takes two identical hair wraps to secure over your hairline, his fingers dropping slightly to soothe over your pouting cheek. “pink suits you.” a smug smile itches to widen on sae’s mouth, but his gaze is as still as ever. “‘cause it’s your color, right?” his lips now form a smirk, his eyes half-lidded as he takes in your face blooming a casual smile.

your own fingers mindlessly play with the loose threads of sae’s towel, and despite your exhausted demeanor, you grab the other headband from sae’s free hand and prepare to place it on his. however, even though it’s a quick process, you move with slow steps. your palm hovers over sae’s forehead while your fingers diligently comb through his damp hair, untangling some fractions of hair—but ultimately—messing with sae’s blunt bangs.

“that’s enough. i thought you were tired?” now, he pouts; and sae drags your hand away from his ruffled, messy hair. “i am. reaaally tired!” sae listens to your exaggerated complaints, one hand holding onto yours as he rummages through the miniature refrigerator on the other side of the countertop in which he stores his face masks. “mhm,” sae hums to you until he finally finds a perfect mask for the both of you to relish in.

“you had fun though, didn’t you?” while sae opens the packet, he awaits for your answer. his knuckles graze over your cheek to ensure that your skin is dry, although sneaking in a subtle boop on your nose as he passes by it. “i did have fun, lots of it.” and as your grin is competing with your droopy eyes from the memory of the day, your body suddenly jolts and your eyebrows scrunch together. sae curses himself, perhaps—because he frowns at the realization that he wasn’t able to glance at the possibility of that toothy of a grin you might’ve showed. however, when his fingertips softly start to smoothen out the creased material, you start to relax: eyes fluttering for a few more moments before fully closing as your lungs let out a deep sigh of breath. so, somehow, it makes up for the lost smile.

“you were saying, mi corazon?” with the excess moisture of the face mask left on his fingers, he rubs it on your neck as if indicating for you to speak. “it’s so cold, it’s like you’re purposely trying to wake me up.” you mumble, head feeling heavy when you tilt your head up to look at sae from your eyelashes. “you- i meant about you having fun today, stupid.” sae pokes at your side with a sting of annoyance, and once more you jolt, letting out a sore squeal. “it was really nice, i missed going on long dates with you. well, you know, when it’s that peaceful. it was…” as you’re reminiscing, sae starts to open up the second face mask for his face; and you only realize because of the cool fragrance making it’s way to your senses in unintentional attempts to wake you up.

your arms feel light—or perhaps heavier than usual, you can’t really tell at this state—when you reach up at sae’s bare face. your vision dims, it goes so blurry that the only illuminating figure in front of you is sae. right now, he looks ethereal. sae’s features—the overly gentle ones you are exclusively only allowed to see—staring right at you. your breath hitches, and it almost stops. because sae’s face looks like it’s inching closer, his own breath of air being shared with your proximity.

“yeah? come on, tell me more.”

and so you do.

you tell him how nice the weather was, how surreal the day was because everything you stumbled upon seemed purely out of luck. then, you tell sae how you felt the whole day, how you had to stop yourself from doing little jumps of excitement when he took you to the multiple local street vendors all around the area where you both had the main date. and you continue on, recalling every little detail you had felt, remembering every little gesture sae had done—all of it, you tell to sae.

somewhere along you babbling on, sae’s already removed the lukewarm face masks from both your faces and disposed of it already. and when you finally notice, you’re beyond hyperaware of sae’s light, gentle fingers massaging the excess hydration serum that came with the face mask all over your face.

it’s so soft, you realize. warm, too. your eyes follows the subtle movements of sae’s wrist as you feel all the precise motions sae does on your face. “and…uhm…” even your voice starts to drift off, your head going blank as it weighs itself completely on sae’s palms. “mi corazon,” sae calls out once, and it echos through the bathroom much like a whisper from a dream. “everything you said wasn’t a lie, no?” sae’s voice keeps getting quieter, but you’re still aware that you’re not yet asleep, only heavy eyes are your challenge. “‘s all the truth, loved it so much.” sae now removes your hair wrap with a level of caution he’s never even known is possible, afraid of disturbing such a moment with you.

“…i see. would you like to go on a date like that again?” soon. sae also hopes. and his own excitement bursts through the limits when he feels your head attempt a weak—but repetitive—nod on his hand caressing your cheek. “mhmm. but,” you murmur so timidly it worries sae. “but? what’s wrong, mi corazon?” sae stops himself from pinching your cheek for an immediate answer, so instead, he waits. he waits for over what feels like his whole life as his thoughts come circling over his mind invasively.

“but i’m really sleepy right now.” it’s laughable, really. at least, for sae it is. because his cheekbones are so evident, he doesn’t know if he wants you to see his less composed self or if he wants to keep the feeling a secret for the time being.

“i know you are.” with sae’s tender smile not faltering, he leans into you a bit closer, grabbing something from behind you. “let’s skip everything else but this for now.” sae wants to laugh, truly. because you nod, even if you didn’t know what he’s talking about. with exactly four pumps of his moisturizer, sae carefully spreads it all over your face until it’s perfectly coated all over. quickly, sae does it for his own face before abruptly stopping when you weakly whine for wanting to go to bed to finally fall asleep properly.

and so, sae complies. he picks you up from the countertop, securing your legs around his hips as he walks you both to your shared bedroom. thanking sae, you bring your head away from his shoulder to place a feather of a kiss on his cheek. “thank you,” once more, you kiss his porcelain skin. “for always taking care of me.” sae slowly descends you onto the bed, you back immediately sinking on the mattress as sae’s body hovers over you. his parted lips dare not leave a mark on your cared for face.

“why wouldn’t i care for you?” is the last mumble of words sae releases into the solemn moonlit night as his body delicately cuddles on top of yours with a body and soul all mended for you.

#blue lock #itoshi sae x reader #itoshi sae #bllk #blue lock x reader #sae itoshi #sae #sae itoshi x reader #blue lock imagines #bllk x reader #takotakigum.writes

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rxmqnova · 7 months

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My little troublemaker

Y/N: 4 years old Lizzie: 19 years old ——————————————————

LIZZIE'S POV Having a little todler running around the house is not easy. Especially when you're only 19 and you're raising your child alone. The judging looks by other people when Y/N calls me 'mom' in the store or just somewhere in public aren't helping at all, but I wouldn't change a thing in my life.

Y/N wasn't planned at all. Her father left me right after I told him I want to keep her. He was quite rude about it which only made things so much harder, but I'm trying my best to give her as much love as I can. I know for sure she'll ask me the question about her dad in the future, but for now I'm trying my best to make up for both parents and to make sure she has everything she needs.

I do have an amazing family though. My parents and siblings are helping me as much as they can which I'll be forever grateful for. Also my daughter is the most amazing little human in the world. She's pretty smart on her age and thank god she's not one of those children who throw tantrums about everything.

Y/N and I had a movie night yesterday, so I'm not even surprised when I find myself surrounded by a bunch of blankets and Y/N's teddy bears after waking up. My eyes widen when I don't find my daughter underneath the blankets or anywhere in the room though. She's usually the one who wakes me up by laying her small body on mine and squishing my cheeks with her tiny hands.

"Y/N?" I look around the room once again, not seeing her anywhere. I immediately rush down the stairs to find her. "Oh my god, Y/N!" I raise my voice when I see her standing on a chair in the kitchen, a knife in her hand. I quickly lift her up, immediately taking the knife from her hand. "Honey, you could have hurt yourself. You can't use a knife without me knowing" I sigh, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Are you okay?"

"But I wanted to make you breakfast" She pouts, crossing her arms.

"Oh did you?" I raise an eyebrow which makes her giggle. Y/N nods with a smile, pointing at a piece of bread which is placed on the kitchen counter. "That's for me?"

"Yes, mama! You have to try!" She grins, happily kicking her legs.

"Thank you, sweetheart. I will try it out right now" I take the bread and sit down on a chair with Y/N on my lap. I take a bite, trying hard to pretend like it's really good. I don't know what's in this, but it really doesn't taste good.

"Do you like it?" Y/N asks with a huge smile, watching me carefully.

"It's really good, sweetheart. Thank you. It's so good that I'm gonna save it for later" I smile at her, Y/N nodding her head and smiling at me in response. "But what would you say on some pancakes now, hm?" I boop her nose which never fails and always makes her smile.

"Yay!" Y/N cheers, throwing her arms in the air.

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"Mommy? Do I have a dad?" Y/N asks quietly, watching me with her big green eyes. I just tucked her in for bed and I definitely wasn't expecting this question tonight.

"I. Hm… You do have a dad, sweetheart. Why are you asking?" I give her a smile and brush a strand of hair behind her ear. She needs to know she can ask me or speak to me about everything.

"Because the boys from my preschool say it's weird to only have a mommy" She explains, adding a dramatic sigh to the end.

"It's not weird at all, honey. A lot of children have only a mommy or only a daddy. Sometimes it just happens, but it doesn't mean it's weird" I tell her, stroking her cheek with my finger.

"But why, mommy? Why isn't he here with us?" She asks, wrapping her little arms around my neck. I take a deep breath, thinking about what to tell her. But I think it'll be better to just tell her the truth somehow, even though it's not really nice.

"You know, baby… Your dad was very mean to mommy, so she decided she's better without him" I tell her honestly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I don't like him then. You are the bestest and nicest mommy in the world" Y/N pouts, making me wonder how did I get so lucky to have her as my daughter.

"I love you the most, my little monkey" I smile, pushing back my tears. Y/N's words really got me. "It's getting late now though and you need to get some sleep, so we can play all day tomorrow" I rub the tip of my nose against hers, making her smile.

"I love you, mama" She says, pouting her lips for a kiss. I peck her lips with a kiss before pulling up the covers to her chest. "Mommy, my teddy bear!" She suddenly gasps, looking around the bed to find her favorite teddy.

"I'll bring him. Stay here and don't move" I warn before standing up and walking to find Y/N's favorite teddy.

I make my way to the living room and as I expected, she left him there, so now I'm on my way back to the bedroom.

"I found him, baby. You left him in the-" I start, cutting myself off when I see Y/N sitting on the table in front of the window, her face and hands pressed against the glass. "Y/N, that's really dangerous. How did you get there?" I sigh, immediately lifting her up on which she whines.

"But there was a butterfly, mama" She pouts.

"A butterfly? Now? At night?" I raise an eyebrow on which Y/N nods. "That was probably a moth, sweetheart. But no climbing on the table when mama isn't with you, okay?"

"Yes, mama" Y/N says with that cute pout again.

"It's really time for bed now, my little troublemaker"

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#elizabeth olsen #fanfiction #elizabeth olsen daughter #lizzie olsen #lizzie olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen x y/n

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rrenzwrld · 1 year

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isn’t she lovely?

dad!eren x black reader

— the birth of his daughter becomes one of the best days he’s ever lived

third part? late night inspo at 2am..

part one + part two

— to learn as you go

A few weeks after your daughter was born, sleep was something foreign to the new parents. Late nights that they used to spend sleeping or spend on leisurely activities, they now spent catering to the cries of their daughter, Elle. The both of you did expect this to be hard but you two knew how to communicate and that helped you cooperate with each other in order to navigate the hardships of your new lives.

“Eren,” you lightly tapped your boyfriend as he was sound asleep on the bed with his daughter laid upon his chest. He stirred a bit and was careful not to wake the baby. “I’m going to the store, you gonna be okay with her by yourself?” You didn’t wanna leave her but of course you trusted her father and you took this small opportunity to run out to Walmart to get some things for the house.

“Yeah..” He whispered. “Go on, I got her.” He waved you away before you placed a kiss on his forehead.

As soon as the door closed, it’s like Elle knew.

“Awww no~” Eren whined as his daughter began to cry. He carefully lifted her off his chest. “She’s coming back~” Elle didn’t care what her father was saying to her at the moment and in this point in time, it was clear who the favorite parent was.

Elle’s crying became louder and louder and Eren honestly didn’t know what to do with her by himself. For the past 6 weeks, you and him have worked together on taking care of Elle and this was the first night that one of you was left with her alone. He tried singing to her even though he was a terrible singer and that probably made it worse, he tried turning on the tv and watching cartoons with her, he tried walking around all the rooms in the house, and he’s tried feeding her and checking to see if she needed to be changed. Nothing could stop her wailing.

He was tempted to call you but he didn’t wanna bother you by interrupting your time by yourself.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He spoke to her as he held her tiny body away from his face. “You hurting daddy’s feelings right now, y’know that?” For a second, her cries were dying down.

“You wanna go for a ride?” Elle whimpers and pouts in front of him, her big green eyes looking up at her father’s face. Eren thought he finally cracked the code until she starts up all over again.

“Alright,” He grabs Elle’s blanket and her diaper bag before placing her in the carseat as she still wails loudly in his ear. Eren has tried everything up until this point and he hopes that this one thing will be enough to calm Elle down.

He pulls up to a park that has a shaded area with a bench and tables under it. With a crying Elle, he detaches the car seat and goes to sit down under the shaded area. It’s still dark out so there’s nobody there and the vibe is peaceful. Perfect. He thinks to himself as he gently rocks the carseat back and forth, not taking her out of it. He’s tried this same thing back at the house but that wasn’t nearly as effective.

“You like it better here?” Eren knows she doesn’t understand him but he likes to talk to her as if she does. Elle cracks a tiny smile. “You are just like your mom, y’know that? Bipolar as hell.” Elle continues to smile as Eren rocks the carseat still. He smiles as he thinks of you. “One moment she’s cussin me out and the next she’s putting that pretty smile on me. Just like you’re doin right now.” He booped her nose. You and Elle were his world and he’d give anything to make sure the both of you are protected. Seeing those smiles and hearing those laughs was enough to keep him going everyday. Everything he did was for the both of you and he couldn’t imagine it being any different.

He’s still rocking the carseat, which contained a sleeping Elle now when the phone rings with your contact.

“Hey baby.” He exhales in deep relief when he finally hears your voice.

“Hi~ how’d she do?”

“Uhhh we at the park right now—“

“Why the fuck do you have my baby—“ Your new mother emotions were kicking in when your boyfriend told you that he had your newborn daughter outside at 3am.

He shushes you from the phone. “It’s okay, she’s okay. I just wanted to calm her down that’s all.”

You took a deep breath as you cruised through the clothes aisle. “Did you feed her?”

“Of course I fed her. I tried everything but she just kept crying. But then I brought her here and she’s sleeping now.” Your heart melted.

“Awww~ well, I’ll be home in a bit. Get my baby out that air because if she catches something it’s gon be your—“

He knew you too well. “It’s gonna be my ass, I know baby. We bout to head home now.”

“I love you, Eren.” You loved that man with everything you had and you couldn’t choose anyone better to have a child with

“I love you too, Y/n,” He smiled. “Bye.”

Once Eren made it in the house with Elle and her diaper bag, he went into the nursery and carefully placed the sleeping baby into her pretty white crib. After a few minutes, Eren sat in the rocking chair and snuck in a few Z’s too before he heard you enter the room.

“My babies.” You ran a hand through Eren’s hair as you both watched the baby as she slept soundly.

“You did good.”

He looked up at you. “She was crying for hours and I didn’t know how to—“

“Shhh, it’s fine. She’s okay. You did great.” You reassured as you kissed his forehead.

“You’re a great father.” He scoffed.

“It’s only been 6 weeks— ow…“ You pinched him every time he wanted to downplay himself and he’s been finding a way to do that ever since you brought your daughter home. Even though Elle has only been home for 6 weeks, Eren has proved to be an amazing father. As new parents, you’re prone to make mistakes but he did almost everything perfect with Elle as if it came naturally to him.

“And we’re learning. It’s the name of the game, baby.” You gently rubbed on his shoulders. You were right, being new parents meant there was room to learn new things about how to care for your children everyday and Eren needed to learn how to embrace that. But he knew as well as yourself that as long as the both of you stick together, it’ll get easier overtime.

“Yeah… and you’re obviously the favorite parent.”

#aot #aot x reader #eren #black reader #aot eren #eren x black yn #eren x reader #eren x black reader #pregnant #pregnancy

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moonlightsolo · 2 years

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Could you do a Eddie headcanon about him being a twin girls dad?

i took this so far it’s so long but i’m in love w this

oh man when you tell eddie you think you’re pregnant…

he goes nuts

like looses his mind, in a panic “i can’t be a dad right now” kind of mental breakdown

i mean he literally has drugs everywhere in his bedroom???

he imagines a toddler chewing on a nug after finding his weed stash

but that’s just eddie’s overactive imagination

so he drives you to the nearby drug store to pick up a pregnancy test

then takes you back to his trailer

mostly since your parents are a little nosy compared to his laidback uncle

he waits in the bathroom while you pee on the stick

he’s clingy but he turns his head for your privacy

even if he’s seen your bits a million times

bc he’s a gentleman :)

you clean up and set the test on the counter to wait

he holds onto you, brushing his hand over your hair

he doesn’t take his eyes off of the test at all

literally stares at it

you don’t even know if he blinks

(he doesn’t)

the two lines appear and it makes his breathing stop

you literally hide your face in his chest as he leans forward to grab it

bringing it closer to really get a good look at it

“yep that’s two lines, baby. well- babies.” eddie chuckles

his joke makes you actually cry even more

his hand comfortingly rubs your back, putting the test down to grip your chin

he pulls your tear filled face up to look at him

“hey, hey, hey… everything will be okay. it’s fine. it might be hard but we got this.”

he’s kinda teary eyed too

his words make you weep even more

face screwing up in the worst ugly crying face ever

he giggles at you but wipes your tears away

and boops your nose n kisses your forehead

the first appointment is a few days after finding out you’re pregnant

and you find out you’re farther along than you thought

the baby already has a heartbeat already

eddie holds your hand throughout the whole process

he hides his face in the crook of your arm

his tears wetting your skin which makes you use your free hand to brush through his hair

“so if what i’m seeing is correct, there’s definitely two.”

“two what?” you snap

“two babies, ma’am.”

eddie’s face shoots up, eyebrows furrowed as he stares at the screen

the doctor pauses the ultrasound on an image where two blobs were clearly visible

“holy fucking shit.” he breathes out and looks up at you with giant eyes

the dr sends you both home shortly after with a whole sleeve of pictures

eddie is overly protective of you, always wanting to be by your side no matter what

especially at school!

you both decided to keep them a secret since you’ll both be graduating before you give birth

a few months in, your belly is a little hard to hide unless you wear extremely thick baggy clothes

and it’s almost summer and you’re pregnant so you’re constantly sweating your ass off

eddie offers for you to wear his clothes, especially his leather jacket which is much more airy than a sweatshirt

so you sport his badass leather jacket around school and outside of school

in private, eddie loves to see your belly

he always comes around to rub it and give you a few smooches

he talks to the babies, asking how their day is going

he loves to bend down in front of you to kiss your bump

eddie is also your personal chauffeur and practically lives with you at your house

thankfully your parents love him to death so they allow it

as long as the door is cracked during the night

which doesn’t stop any shenanigans bc eddie is just always a horny bastard

anyway- you go to the doctor to find out the sex

and it’s two baby girls

you freak tf out and so does eddie

he’s ecstatic like jumping and hollering in the doctors office the whole way out

“i’m gonna be a girl dad! i’m gonna be a girl dad!”

when you’re finally outside of the doctors office, he spins your body around and hugs you so tight

and kisses your face everywhere

he always praises you and compliments you

“you’re so beautiful” “i love you so much” “god you’re such an amazing woman” “fuck you feel so good sweetheart”

so you finally tell your parents with him by your side

they’re very supportive, and already had an idea that you were

the next month, you graduate!!

you and eddie throw a huge graduation party in your backyard

also this is where you break the news to your friends

you’re wearing a tight-fitting white dress that obviously showcases your bump

and when you open the door their eyes go wide and they look down

“oh my sweet, sweet nephew!” robin drops to her knees to rub your belly

“nieces.” you giggle out

“oh my! my nieces!- wait what?! PLURAL?”

“when did this happen?” steve questions since he remembers seeing you just last week and you definitely weren’t pregnant.

dustin was stumped, just staring at you and eddie being all lovey with each other and his hand rubbing over your belly occasionally

eddie declared dustin the built in babysitter

“oh no no no. i am not changing your kids diapers.”

“i’ll be the babysitter!” robin butts in, “and dingus over here can help.” she elbows steve in the side

the rest of the hellfire club already kind of knew since you stopped showing up to meetings and eddie had made up various excuses for you

“she has the stomach flu” “nah, she has a cold” “she’s got cramps” “can you guys just stop fucking asking me where MY girlfriend is? jesus fucking christ”

they’re theorists anyways so they came to the conclusion you’re pregnant and that’s why eddie is so stressed

you and eddie decide to take a gap year to take care of the kids since you’ll be having them in the fall

summer goes by, and you’re six months pregnant and freely walking around with your bump on show

everyone around hawkins gossips bc eddie the freak knocked someone up

neither of you care to listen to the rumors bc you both know even if these babies were accidentally made bc the pull out method failed-

they were still made from love

you’ve started to get your room ready for them

two cribs, and a bunch of baby clothes and blankets

your parents agreed to let eddie stay with them until you both could afford to move out on your own

your third trimester came up fast

and soon your eighth month was just around the corner

your belly is huge, literally hurts to even stand from the two almost full term babies sitting in your uterus

you would cry about how big you are, that you’re a whale and hate your body while staring at yourself

but eddie would slide between you and the mirror and would kiss your body everywhere while whispering sweet nothings about you

“you’re such a strong woman” “i love you so much” he hugs you so tight and kisses you so hard it makes you swoon and forget what you were just talking about

you literally look like you’re about to pop at any moment

and you do

in the middle of the night, you get up to use the bathroom for the millionth time

and your water breaks while you’re washing your hands

holy mother fucking shit

it’s happening. ITS HAPPENING!

you calmly wake up eddie to let him know what’s going on

which literally sends him into a frenzy

he gathers all of your things, like your packed bag and helps you get changed into clean clothes

“how are you so calm? are you in that much pain? are you okay? seriously, are you okay? jesus fuck-!”

his panicking makes you laugh because you feel fine right now

you wake up your parents to let them know you’re going to the hospital, telling them to stay and listen for the phone

once in the hospital though, your contractions hit you like a freight train

eddie has calmed down for your sake

he’s holding your hand as you breathe heavily through the pain

thank god the anesthesiologist comes to give you an epidural

they ask eddie to leave the room since thats standard practice

he puts up a fight but you literally tell him to get tf out

which kind of hurts his feelings but he knows you’re in pain

when he returns, you’re laying back in bed with a dopey smile on your face

“i’m sorry for yelling at you, i just really, really, really needed these meds.”

he can’t help but smile, tears in his eyes from working himself up into a tizzy

a few hours, many naps and spoonfuls of crushed ice later

it’s time to push

everything happens so quickly

the bright lights, the labored breathing and pained grunts coming from you

he hates to see you hurting

eddie continues to wipe your forehead with a damp and cool cloth, urging you to keep going

whispering sweet, motivating things to you

telling you how strong you are, how he’s so proud of you

and then the ear piercing cry comes from your first baby

it sends him into a whirlwind of emotions

she’s laid on your bare chest and you can’t help but stare at her in shock

when you make eye contact with eddie, he has his fist pressed to his mouth to muffle his sobs

then more contractions roll by and the baby is taken from you to get weighed and such so you can push for the second time

barely having enough time to come down from the shock of one baby, another wailing one is laid on your chest

“oh my god. oh my god.” you sob out, body shaking from the adrenaline coursing through your veins

eddie smooths your sweaty hair back, kissing your forehead as he holds onto your face with his other hand

“oh my god im so proud of you, baby. you just fucking gave birth, holy shit.” he rambles out.

he repeats he loves you about a million times

when he gets to hold them for the first time, he instantly falls in love

you can’t help but snap a polaroid picture to save this memory

he’s literally a father of these beautiful babies he has made with you

one is named is aurora rae munson

rory for short :)

the other is cordelia rose munson

cory for short!

you get cleaned up and the babies gets a little sponge bath

done by the nurses who offers eddie to help which he does

your parents come see them and check on you, and then your friends start showing up

dustin, steve and robin walk in first

they bring you a bouquet of flowers which makes you cry

the boys are surprisingly both naturals at holding an infant

like dustin literally doesn’t want to give rory up

robin is nervous, questioning every little thing the baby does

steve asks to hold cory next which literally makes your heart ache

robin sits on your bed by your feet and talks to you about the whole birthing process

obviously she asks if you’re doing okay

which you’re doing just fine

they continue to comment on how they’re both the cutest babies they have ever seen

they’re like the perfect mix of you and eddie with a head full of thick hair

then the trio leaves, mike and nancy replacing them

mike refuses to hold either of them

he honestly just seems a little freaked out

nancy gladly takes the opportunity and she instantly puts them to sleep

you made a mental note to have her babysit in the future

around two days later, it’s finally time to leave the hospital

the babies are wearing their custom hellfire club onesies and are swaddled in their hospital blankets.

rory is wearing a black beanie and cory has red on

they both get clipped into their car seats and away you all go

you’re grateful that they’re pretty calm

barely waking up in the middle of the night for food

seeing eddie holding them as he rocks in the rocking chair in the corner of your room

literally makes your heart melt

he’s seriously the best dad ever

always getting up to get them for you when they cries at night

the one time cory started crying nonstop

you both tried everything

diaper change, bottle, boobies, walks around the house. nothing worked.

so eddie started playing a soft tune on his guitar to see if it would help

it quickly shut her up and put her right to sleep

you and eddie cried from relief

so it became a nightly routine

eddie would play his guitar for his girls, humming the lyrics to the slowed song

they would instantly close their eyes and then he’d cuddle you in bed until you fell asleep

life truly couldn’t get any better

#eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #dad!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things 4 #eddie munson smut #eddie munson request #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson headcanon

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staying-elive · 7 months

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I so wish Figaro had been in TFATWS. Would've been so easy even if Hollywood doesn't like working with animals.

I can imagine it though.

Figaro chilling in the kitchen as Sam and Sarah talk...

Sam could've given him a cute little boop or a little forehead kissy kiss like he does to the boat. 🥹

Speaking of the boat, Figaro could've been chilling in the background while Sam worked by himself...

*bonus points if he gets another little kiss boop after Sam kisses the engine. (He's so cute 🥹😭)

(I'm just imagining him sleeping on that shelf in front of the window)

Figaro chilling while watching Sam and Bucky work...

(This would be his audition process for future fellow Cat Dad Bucky 😆)

Bucky waking up and Figaro's just chilling on top of him...

('Congratulations, human, you've made it through to the next stage.')

Basically, Figaro would be all of us! 🥰🥰🥰

Also, sets up nicely Bucky going... "Yeah, I want one of these too. This is nice." (Enter Alpine!)

Seriously though, from a more meta angle, Sam being a cat dad would've been a subtle hint to him not being the extrovert open book many people mistake him for. He doesn't open up easily until the time and effort is taken for him to trust someone. Plus I've always headcanoned that Sam adopted Figaro after he left the air force and Riley died. Like he became a support animal that helped Sam get up in the morning and take care of himself because he had a little buddy to also take care of.

Because I also imagine Figaro chilling in the background of Sam's CAWS home...

(Of course Nat would trust Sam right away. He's a Cat Dad! 😁)

And then during Endgame, Nat could've had Figaro with her! (Maybe Sam's neighbour who'd looked after him after Sam was a fugitive also got blipped and Figaro was sent to the Avengers Compound...)

Especially since this scene between Nat and Steve reflects on the people they've lost. i.e. SAM! The missing third person of their fugitive trio 😭😭

Basically what I'm saying is... I want more Figaro! Everywhere. He represents love and grief but also healing.

Love is stored in the Cat. Thank you.

#figaro #figaro meta #sam wilson meta #sam wilson #sambucky #sambucky meta #tfatws #sorry for all the gifs i just like envisioning a cute little cat in every scene #this got more angsty then intended #but still #give Sam his cat!#i'm gonna go give my own cat a little kissy kiss and a boop #sam wilson headcanons

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k-marzolf · 8 months

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—sushi.

Warnings; roommates to lovers, fluff, kissing, fem!reader.

“I never dreamed I’d love somebody like you.”

“I’m gonna go to the store. Want anything?” asked Billy, grabbing his car keys.

You peeked over Pride and Prejudice, pushing up your large glasses, “Can you get some sushi?” You asked shyly, voice sweet.

Billy hummed, “You’re my little sushi.” He teased, swinging the keys around his finger. “They way you eat the stuff.”

Your cheeks burned, and you ducked your head fingering the page in your book. “Mean.” You said, pouting.

It made him laugh, as he booped your forehead. “You’re so fucking sweet, it makes my teeth ache.” He kissed your mouth, and you sighed softly, eager for his affection.

And god, he didn’t want to be attached to you, but he was. You had reached your hand in a garden of thorns, and plucked him lovingly even as he made you bleed.

His fingers gripped your face, making you look at him. “I’d get you anything you wanted.” He said against your mouth, allowing himself to be vulnerable despite the fear his mother had instilled in him of being left. Why love if they’re only going to leave you in the end?

But he kissed you again, tasting the wine on your tongue, knowing he was in over his head with you.

#billy russo #billy russo x reader

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sunflowersteves · 2 years

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this is totally self indulgent, but could you maybe do the fruity four and how they would deal with a reader on their period with bad cramps and mood swings? like taking care of them, etc?

so sorry I forgot to post!!! listennnn i got carried away with Steve ok aksjsjs don’t judge. anyway, I hope you enjoy, lovely

steve, at first, has no idea what he’s doing. like you complain to him that you’re on his period and he jumps into action to run to the grocery store.

mans is fighting for his life in there because he forgot to ask you important details like brand, size, etc., for your pads. he also forgot to ask what you’re craving for and it sends him into a kind of panic.

so what does he do? he grabs a basket, rolls it over to the pads/tampon isle and just shoves a shit ton in the cart. he’s picking out literally everything and just shoving it in there.

he then moves to the food isle and is doing the exact same thing. he’s grabbing chips, candy, sodas, cake, cookies, and even bread. just a load of bread. anything and everything is going to be in that damn cart. he also got you pain meds and a heating pad. but just one of each.

the total comes to like $147.56 but he doesn’t care. He slaps his parents credit card down to the cashier and starts bagging up the groceries. that man is on a mission and price be damned.

once he’s back home, he sees you huddled on the couch with a shit ton of pillows and blankets. “Stevie?” he squats right in front of you, taking your hand and giving it a kiss. “yes, dove?”

“Will you rub my tummy? it hurts.” he just smiles bright at you, forgetting all about the groceries still in the car. he’s crawling into the blanket and pillow fort, snuggling into you. he starts to rub soft circles onto your lower abdomen. “I love you, stevie.” he presses a kiss to your forehead, “I love you too, baby.”

nancy would already have absolutely everything you need. she always has a plan and is always prepared, so she’s definitely prepared for this.

she also knew it was coming, the woman had it on her calendar marked, “my pretty’s cycle.” but this time your cramps are bad. like you’re in the shower and can barely stand up kind of bad.

she watches you come back into your room—eyes furrowed with pain. “baby?” she’s immediately onto you, a hand resting on your cheek. “do you need me to get the heating pad?”

you’re nodding, trying to speak but it only comes out as a cry. she lays you down and prompts you to roll up onto a ball to help the pain. she’s bringing the heating pad over and plugs in into the outlet.

she places it onto your lower abdomen and she almost leaves to get you a glass of water, “nance, please don’t leave.” tears are pricking your eyes because Jesus Christ it hurts and she’s immediately comforting you.

“hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m here. I won’t leave I promise. scoot over, okay? yeah, that’s it. I’m right here, baby.”

Robin would also be panicking because she doesn’t really get cramps and has no idea what to do. literally no clue.

she bought three different kind of period pain meds bc she wasn’t sure what brand. she saw an owl shaped heating pad and bought it with the rest of her family video money immediately.

i have a feeling that your period cycles are also aligned. so she’s also on her period when you have yours. she’s buying extra pads and tampons, especially since she knows you have a much heavier flow sometimes.

she would also cuddle you all day, she’s not leaving your side. she’s giving you back rubs because you’re in pain again and she has no idea what to do.

“thank you, robie.” she’s pulling you closer to her, pressing a kiss on your temple. “I love you, baby.”

and you’re giving her a boop to the nose, her smiling brightening even further. “I love you too, honeybun.”

Eddie knows that he as to be as patient with you as possible. you get bad mood swings on your period mixed with cramps and it’s not the best.

one moment you’re cuddling him and refuse to leave his side and then the next you’re crying in frustration. “I can’t get the damn lid open!” he’d walk over and open the jar, watching you huff and puff in annoyance.

don’t even get you started with technology. if the tv isn’t working, you are screaming profanities left and right in frustration. Eddie just calms you down, wrapping you in a big ole hug. you slowly ease into a steady breath, snuggling into his chest.

now, when it comes to cramps, eddie feels so bad. he knows he can’t do a damn thing to help, especially if meds, heating pads, and tummy rubs don’t work. when it’s like this, he never leaves you side. no matter what. the man is a koala.

and you don’t mind one bit because he’s just so comforting to be around. he’s pressing kisses onto your cheeks and neck and tummy. he’s curled up in a ball right next to you in case you need him—a few fingers touching your wrist. he’s right where you need him, that’s for sure.

#fruity four saturday˚ ༘♡#forgot to post yesterday #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley x you #nancy wheeler x reader #nancy wheeler x y/n #nancy wheeler x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n

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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years

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Feel The Burn: Andy & A.J.

Summary: A.J. is very protective of his Mama, and he’s not afraid to let people know. Andy Barber x Black!Reader, A.J. Barber, BiBi Barber, RoRo Barber, KitCat Barber

Warnings: Fluff, Protective A.J, Mother/Son Time, Father/Son Time, Minors DNI

A/N: In between other projects, I’m going to keep writing fics that hopefully allow you to get to know the Barber Twins little personalities. Hope you enjoy! Let me know and thanks for reading. Written on my phone. All mistakes my own.

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You and your three-year-old A.J. were out and about on your weekly shopping trip. While all of your babies loved to cuddle, this one took home the trophy for being Mama’s ultimate snuggle bug.

He was like your little shadow, not that you minded. Katrina joined you sometimes, while Aurora and Bianca preferred to stay home with their Dad whenever possible.

Speaking of shadows, RoRo followed BiBi everywhere. She thought her big sissy hung the moon. It annoyed your oldest sometimes - due in part to that whole seven year age gap - but for the most part she didn’t seem to mind.

And as for KitCat…she wasn’t above dragging her little brother everywhere. She loved to read to him, and he loved to listen.

But back to your date.

“Alright buddy,” you ruffle his recently cut hair, “we’ve got the lunchables, the toilet paper, the lunch meat, cookies, ice cream…” You keep listing things off.

“What else are we missing?” You press your forehead against his. “Think hard for me.” His little brow furrows as he closes his eyes. You do the same.

“Ummm. I fink…cupcakes.” A.J. opens his eyes and grins at you.

Shaking your head, you rest an elbow on the cart. “Why am I not surprised, little dude? What kind of cupcakes?”

“Red wif’ creamy cheesy!” He exclaims.

“Fine.” You exhale. “But you must share with your sisters.” And me. You think to yourself.

You become lost in thought while heading over to the bakery isle, as you mentally review your grocery list. So you don’t notice the random man staring at your ass…

But A.J. does. And he’s not happy. He glares at the man over your shoulder and wags a little finger at him.

Instead of taking the toddler’s hint, the man chooses to smile and wave. This forces the little man to intensify his glare.

Back off my Mama. He thinks to himself. Gonna bite you.

Unbeknownst to you, the man continues to follow you around the store and even into the checkout line. And his eyes let everyone know that he likes what he sees.

In a rush to get home and eat dinner - Andy and the girls had ordered a of couple pizzas - you pay your bill and head out the door.

Your vigilant Andrew Jacob keeps his eyes on the man. His frown never leaving.

“Hey! Smile sweet baby.” You lean down to kiss his nose. And then you boop his little freckle. “Aren’t you excited for pizza? Daddy got you a calzone!”

“Watchin’.” He tells you. “Watchin’ for dah Mama.”

“Huh?”

“Excuse me, Miss. I don’t mean to bother you and your son, but I think you’re gorgeous. And I was wondering if I could get your number?”

The man was attractive, you could admit that. Be he had nothing on your Andy.

“Sorry, but I’m married.” You hold up your left hand.

“Happily?” He asks.

Before you can answer, your son yells at the guy. “Away fro’ mah Mama! Now!” He growls. “See you wookin’ at dah Mama. Go. Way.”

The man slowly backs away. “Look, little man, I didn’t mean any harm. You’ve just got a pretty Mama.”

“Yeah haf’ pwetty Mama. Haf’ big, stwong Dada too. Go. Way. I keep Mama safe den tell Dada.” A.J. shakes his balled up fist at the man in what you can only assume is outrage.

“I get it, I get it. I’m sorry. Whew.” The man turns and walks away.

You sigh and turn back to your son. “A.J., honey, that wasn’t very nice. Mama was taking care of that.”

He crosses his arms, gives you a “hmph”, and looks away. “Den you no be pwetty an’ A.J. no haf’ tah be mean.”

“Oh goodness.” You mutter as you buckle him into his car seat before loading the groceries into the trunk.

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You walk through the door holding your bags. Of course A.J. insisted upon helping as well.

“Too heavy, bud?”

“Nope.” He grunts. “I got.”

When you reach the kitchen he hands you his bag.

“Hey, son. How was shopping with Mama?” Andy asks from his seat at the table. He stands up to greet you both. Apparently the girls had already finished and were playing in the den.

A.J. just shakes his head before going to the fridge and grabbing two fruit punch juice boxes.

“Daddy. Office. Gots tah talk.” Your husband gives you a weird look before accepting his own juice and taking the boy’s hand.

You stand there perplexed, hands on your hips, as you hear the office door shut.

Once safely inside, Andy motions for his son to take a seat before cracking open their drinks.

“Alright, son. Tell Daddy what’s up.”

The little boy sighs and puts a tiny hand to his head.

“Men wookin’ at dah Mama. Haf’ tah tell one tah go way.”

“Mm. I see.” Andy nods, rubbing his beard.

“Mama too pwetty. No wike.”

“Been there son. I’ve been there.”

“Isa pwoblem!” He wails.

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Both of your men emerge from Andy’s office with serious looks on their faces.

You didn’t know what they had talked about, but it must have been important.

“You boys want me to heat up your food?”

“In a bit, sweetheart.” Andy kisses your cheek. “Junior and I need to take a walk first.”

“Oookay.”

Your men were weird sometimes.

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The Next Day…

A.J. toddles his way down into the basement where he knows Daddy is working out.

He watches for a moment as the much bigger man grunts as he curls a set of heavy weights.

“Daddy?”

Andy immediately sets down the iron.

“Yes, baby. You okay? It’s early. Something wrong?”

“Wanna lif’ wif’ you. Get musicles. All mah sissies gonna be pwetty wike Mama. Need keep safe. Musicles like you help wif’ dat.” A.J. gives him a determined nod of his head.

Andy just smiles and wipes his face with a towel.

“Alright son, c’mere. We gotta be careful with this, or your mother will unman me.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Andy hands his son a pair of 2lb weights. “Now watch me and do what I do.”

Soon they’re both curling weights, his little boy grunting just like his Daddy.

“Feelin’ the burn, son?”

“Yeah.” A.J. grunts. “Feel dah burn.”

END

#cevansbrat0007growing pains series #chris evans imagines #andy barber imagines #chris evans #andy barber #chris evans woc!reader #chris evans black!reader #bianca barber #cevansbrat0007 fics #andy barber black!reader #chris evans fanfic #andy barber woc!reader #cevansbrat0007 fic #chris evans fanfiction #andy barber x woc!reader #andy barber fanfic #chris evans x you #chris evans x fem!reader

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maxdamax · 10 months

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100 reasons to keep living

idk who needs this right now, but i made this for my friend who was in a bit of a dark place and i hope this helped him through it. but i also made it for anyone else who might be feeling this way because i once felt the same. for anyone who relates, scroll to the bottom and read the last reason.

anyways, here are some simple joys of life to keep you going…

finding yourself

a smile that turns into a laugh

when you blush and when you stumble over a sentence

putting our arms around each other

bringing people flowers and having them bring flowers

getting drunk off of old fruits

having breakfast before the sun has risen

kissing your baby on the forehead (if you wanna have one)

going into a french bakery and deeply inhaling

dyeing your hair the colour of the sky

giving life changing advice to a stranger

just being really stupid, in a rlly funny way

meeting old friends, picking right back where you left off

being a significant other and appreciating them

playing chess or beating ppl at chess

learning about your culture, roots

clicking selfies with friends with weird filters

falling for someone

having someone cry for you

having someone miss you

reflecting over the moments that make up your life

long showers, deep thoughts, frank sinatra in the background

TAYLOR SWIFT DAMMIT SHE IS WOWWW

getting your driver's licence

milestones in relationships, anniversaries

weird friends becoming weird siblings

having someone to vent to

losing but having ppl who have your back

booping random dogs noses are sooo cute

having “our” song with a friend, family member or s.o.

german is a beautiful language and you gotta treasure it

having an extra 24 hours every 4 years

to discover your spirituality.

finishing a project you have worked weeks for

to find your soulmate, friend soulmates or different

to find your voluntary family

laughing so hard your stomach hurts

camping peacefully, one with nature

appreciating, discovering music

stargazing, alone, with a dog, friend, s.o.

blasting music while driving

hot chocolate on a cold day

binge watching your fav netflix's series

sunsets near the ocean / sea

stepping on crunchy leaves in the fall

birds chirping at 8am, popping bubble wrap

travelling, in your country or outside

sun showers after being in the cold

sleeping in on sundays

waves crashing on the beach

capturing beautiful moments on camera

being cosy with blankets and a thick sweater

building forts, (blanket, pillow or brick)

baking cookies with friends

long hugs with loved ones

going to your first concerts

bonfires with hoodies and singing

kittens being so awwww

rollercoasters going eeeeeee

having someone to love

running so fast your legs hurt & calves burn

looking back on old memories, making new memories

winning a sports game, or participating

the smell of rain, petrichor

karaoke, shouting songs, both old and new

dancing with your friends

being someone's favourite person, their go-to

feeling good after a great workout

smiling till your cheeks hurt

the perfect outfit, looking hot and feeling comfy

hearing “i love you”; hearing “i love you too”

lighting candles during a citywide blackout

to have children (or not, your choice ;)

taking a nice shower and sleeping in clean sheets

getting a cute tattoo, getting a badass tattoo

losing track of time with the person you love

you are loved, even if it's by me. please always remember that

tracing the person you loves collarbone

our blood is made up of stardust

having random squirt gun fights

go to grocery stores and sit in carts, pushing each other

resting your head on your friends shoulder, vice versa

confiding in someone, vice versa

random 2 am texts about the meaning of life

trekking, reaching the top of a mountain

having a beating heart and breathable lungs

cookies and milk with your granny

learning stuff, anything, the colour of a dodo bird for example

walking through a rich meadow

tasting the waves with my toes that are nipping at my feet

digging our hands in soil for no goddamn reason

discovering our soul

smiling when reading a cute text

the way you sleep after finishing a project

road trips with friends singing to throwbacks

finding a new friend

just not giving up, in cooking, in love, in friends

hugging someone, your face fitting in the crook of their neck

writing poetry at 3 am, having tumblr to share your poetry

idk who would have scrolled down and read the whole thing but if you did, i was once in the same place as you, finding reasons to live. but sometimes, all you need is to breathe, have a glass of milk and think about your dream future. and you will have a future. think about all the things you have yet to experience and live to see yourself experience them. and i know it might not feel like it, but we make more of a difference in other people's lives than we think we do. sometimes, all you need is a reminder to keep going on. take this as a sign. please live as much as you can. you have a future. so please have a chance to live it. it will get better so don’t you think you should stick around to find out if i'm right?

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sneezelover76 · 1 year

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I have recently learned that noses share the same erectile tissue as penises and clitorises, and at first I was pretty doubtful about it until I noticed that whenever I would get aroused, my nose would get warm and feel dry.

This also made me think of a scenario. Character A has a cold, B has the kink. B hasn't told A about the kink yet and is just taking care of A while silently obsessing at how cute their partner is right now.

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"Thanks for the tissues."

B, sitting on the disheveled blankets, handed A their life saving tissues. A's face was flushed, and their nose was running.

"Try not to touch my hands, ok?" Since A had used up all the tissues that were in the room, B had to look to find more, but it took a while, so A had to resort to using their hands to wipe the mess that was leaking from their nose. Snot covered A's hands, and large wet spots covered A's sleeves.

B wished they were those hands.

"Not a problem. That's the last box, so I'll have to go to the store to get more. Need anything else while I'm gone?"

A blowed, and B could hear every bit of mucous that was stuck in A's nose, it squelched, and squished as A moved their nose around in the tissue. A's sneezes have always been wet and big, but B noticed that they were messier when A got sick, which was excellent for B. B loved A, and this was just another reason why A was so perfect.

"Ugh... nothing that I c-can-can t-thi-Heh-HAAASCHOO! HUUUSCHOO! ehhHHHH-EHHHSHIEWW!" A sneezed so unexpectedly, that there was no time to cover, and spray got all over B's arm and half of their face.

B gasped, frozen in surprise.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry, B. Those just came out of nowhere!" apologized A, now with a stuffed up voice. "At least when you get sick, which you will, I'll be able to take care of you, you know, to return the favor."

B was concentrating on not kissing A right at this moment, and didn't even hear the apology. They had always daydreamed about getting sneezed on and imagined what it would feel like. It felt amazing, feeling those contagious droplets hit their skin. B tightened their thighs, and tried to even their breathing.

B caught a glimpse of A's nose before they covered it with their tissue. The rims of A's beautiful nose was shiny, wet with snot and mucous. The nostrils flared slightly with every sniff that A made. Even with a new box of tissues, A, out of habit, wiped their nose with their right hand and grabbed a tissue with the other. Gently covering their nose with care, A blew their nose, making the tissue soaked in seconds. Contagious, cold-filled snot filled up the tissue and it wasn't long before A had to grab another dry one. B almost started drooling at the sight, and stared as A blew their nose once again.

"You good?"

"........H-Huh?"

"Are you good? You were staring at me for a while there."

"Wha?.....I.....Oh! Oh, sorry about that." B blinked, breaking their aroused trance.

"Well, I'm gonna wash my hands, they're like, really gross right now."

After washing their hands, A slowly walked back into their bedroom to find B putting all their used tissues, that were crumbled and spread on the bed, into a wastebasket and saw that the bed was neatly made.

"You're back soon. While you were gone, I just cleaned up a little."

"Thanks. How long did you think I was gonna be gone. All I had to do was wash my hands?" A shared a little smile and lightly booped B's nose. B laughed and waved A's hand away from their face.

"I thought it would take at least an hour with how slow you're walking." A's expression turned serious, and B stopped laughing as the mood suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?"

"Your nose felt kind of warm."

"My nose?"

"Yeah, it's usually cool to the touch. I hope you're not getting sick already because of me." A felt around B's cheeks and forehead to feel a temperature. "You don't seem to be hot..."

B was touched. A having concern for them, even though they were the one that was sick.

"I'm fine."

"But your nose feels warm." A began to lightly touch B's nose curiously, and B started to chuckle looking at how A was taking their nose so seriously like this.

"C'mon, I'm fine. When I catch your cold, I'll let you know, ok? Now get into bed so that I can go to the store to get more tissues."

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I guess later in this relationship when B is brave enough to tell A about their kink or maybe even before that, A could figure out that B's nose gets warm when they are aroused.

#snz #szn story #snzfucker #thoughts #mess #sneezefucker #I haven't wrote out a sneeze in a long time #how did i do?

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offbranddrpepsi · 2 years

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Hello! I really like the way you write and I was wondering if I can ask for cypher hcs?

I hope you have a great morning/afternoon/evening! Stay safe and much love!

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Awww thank you so much! I certainly can! I'll have some general and some more specific relationship ones

Cypher, despite being antagonistic and occasionally pushy towards the other agents, is the person who makes sure the others get family leave when they need it.

The only thing he values more than family is his own privacy

He doesn't consider himself invading the other agents privacy as well an invasion of privacy since if its him doing it then its a lot safer than someone else doing it

He has basically no social life outside of the protocol

Cypher gives unsolicited relationship advice sometimes and when challenged will frequently bring up he was actually married and even has a kid

Parents the other agents in a way an older sibling would

Not exactly an amazing father. He is a loving, caring, and doting one but is a bit childish so despite him not being awful he isn't the best either

Is a smooth talker when it comes to faking it but stumbles over his words when he means it aka is great at putting on a show but awful in practice

Had a flip phone until forced to upgrade it, still uses it for calls

Does not know how to use an iphone

Despite what many may think he doesn't really out right stalk the person he is in a relationship with. He does, once they've been together a bit, get consent to put some sort of tracking app like life360 on their devices and does support them having cameras around their home that he checks infrequently. Cypher is more so a person who likes the ability to check in on people if its needed rather than needing to watch them all the time.

That being said he does fucking record any and everything he is allowed to. He keeps incredibly detailed records of everything but also DOES frequently only store things locally aka thumb drives and paper documents locked away in a safe.

When it comes to his partner or just people he cares about in general he is really good at remembering little things and habits they have. He never makes a big deal of it but can very easily answer things for them like what they want from certain fast food places or what their favorite drink is etc

Not a man with many possessions, is very much so a minimalist out of necessity. This has just evolved into it becoming a habit

Would "kiss" his partners forehead or nose without removing his mask aka basically just booping you with it

His mask at first gave him bad headaches until he padded it out a little

Gives good if awkward dad hugs, pats the younger agents on the back A LOT

Is the type of person to pick you up when hugging you

REALLY devoted and dedicated lover. He would absolutely never cheat or take advantage of his partner. Cypher is a man who loves hard and slow

Tad bit of a hopeless romantic and likes cheesy romance things, considers himself old fashioned sometimes

massive nerd

Carries a picture of his partner with him in a hidden pocket in his suit

DOES have a protocol that if he dies for good everything he has gets deleted, effectively erasing him from existence.

His password is overly complicated as shit

He would check his partners email from time to time and delete their spam as well as offhand mention important emails to them

Gives really good kisses, very soft, very loving.

#cypher headcanon #valorant headcanons #cypher valorant

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2broschlininahotub · 2 years

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Meet the rest of generaiders. They are all named after famous beings or myths from Norse mythology. They all have human forms

First up Hela and Frodi

Frodi is a spirit of warriors and swords. He is an ability known as mystical armory (blade). The best way to describe it as Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon or a bunch of sword will try to hit you in all angles. Hel has an ability to basically drag someone into hell basically. She can use the people who have a grudge with the target who happens to be dead and magnify it. She also has necromancy and the ability to see and control ghosts. Frodi is the God of warriors and swords. Hela is the goddess of death.

These are their human forms

They both hide them selves as a member of the church. They even use utgarda as the church building. The reason why Hela has a veil covering her head cause the horns. (From left to right the character is called Sessyion Kiara from Fate grand order and Fate Extella. The picture is from a craft essence known "Heroic Spirit Festive Wear: Sessyion Kiara." The character on the right is called Amakusa Shiro from Fate grand order and Fate Apocrypha. The Craft Essence/ CE is called "The One who Desires Salvation")

Finally nidhogg and nagalfar.

Nidhogg and naglfar get into fights very often. Usually it involves loptr framing one of the two with the other's troubles. Nidhogg has the ability absoulte zero (body). Absolute Zero (body) can be used to freeze any thing that has water in the thing or is currently in contact with water. Naglfar has the opposite. Anything that has heat on the positive side can be used to set it on fire. Naglfar can make someone spontaneously combust.

These are their human forms

This is nidhogg's human form. (the character is called Sigurd from Fate grand order. This is a costume in Fate Grand order called memories with my lover.) This is Naglfar human form and yes, if you boop the gem on his forehead. He can sent his hair on fire it does not hurt him just his clothes are gone. (The character is called Ashavatthaman from Fate grand order. The image is from a CE known as Heroic Spirit Tour: Ashavatthaman)

Finally Utgarda and Loptr.

These two are the total opposites. Utgarda is the most patient out of the others and dislikes causing problems. Loptr is and will cause trouble for no reason and is very impatient. He is also the reason why the splights cause more mischief and also why they have a mischievous personality. Utgarda is the God of Stone. Utgarda has an ability to control metal or stone by any means. Loptr has the ability illusion divine. This is an ability to make illusions so real people don't know it was an illusion.

They both don't need a human form. Utgarda can hide some of their parts to become a church while loptr looks relatively human.

Here are the myths they represent from Norse mythology

Hela-Hel

Frodi - Light Elves and the God Frodi

Naglfar - Naglfar

Nidhogg - Nidhogg

Utgarda - Utgaroar (some letters are accented but can't type it.)

Loptr - Loki

Here is some funny headcanons that have happened involving them.

Hel sometimes smokes so she makes a pipe and uses naglfar's body to light said pipe. Loptr has a fear of slippers cause when Loptr shapeshifted as a child he was with a strict mother and he was beaten by a slipper. Frodi uses Utgarda to store his sword collection. The lovely couple are one of the few people who they have a trust with.

#sagau #genshin impact #genshin sagau #sagau cult au #genshin impact sagau #yugioh x genshin sagau crossover

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augment-techs · 1 year

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“You could have died.” + Power Rangers (Tommy Oliver and Rocky DeSantos; platonic or not, up to you!)

Fake-vanilla-and-strawberry frothy coffee from the nearest gas station, meat filled biscuits saturated in fat but electrifying on the taste-buds, bright and thrilling cherry sweet ice almost too thick to slurp up through a straw.

Mallow Cups that smelled disgusting but Aisha promised would do the trick; chocolate, peanut butter and marshmallow fluff on bleached white bread tucked up like a goody from the store but was made by hand because Kim remembered how Matt's mom made them for her children when Kim used to go over. Mashed potatoes made from the cheap boxed flakes sold at convenience stores that Billy insisted on keeping in Promethea's kitchens, with freeze dried chives and garlic powder; lovely and fluffy despite being made in a microwave, and more than enough for everyone still sore and tired in their own ways from the back and forth across space or having remained to hold the line.

("Everyone likes mashed potatoes in some capacity as far as my mother is concerned," Billy defended, stirring the pot and adding in pilfered creamer he'd snatched from Terona's little desk fridge he thought nobody knew about and the pre-wrapped little squares of butter most of the Promethea staff generally used for their allotted morning toast and coffee when they'd gotten in first thing in the morning or simply didn't go home the night before, "And I've yet to see her proven wrong. So...please commence the feast?")

All of this as a way of appeasing guilt over leaving Rocky and Matt alone on Earth with some asshole empire of robots trying to take over less than thirty seconds after they left.

With the wrappers on the ground and full bellies and after Tommy kept trying to say things when he wasn't good at saying those things, though...

Rocky had to intervene.

"Stop saying you're sorry."

Tommy's mouth clicked shut, but it was a very near thing.

Rocky smiled, serene and completely out of it from the pain killers Grace had given him--as well as Matt--and poked the martial artist (showoff) directly between the eyes as if he were a dopey, sad little Labrador who had been told to stop barking, rather than the leader of the Rangers just returned with their new base of operations.

"...You forgot to say 'boop'."

The attempt at a theater room whisper lost its affect as Matt was also very drugged (and so stoned) and had chosen to sit with his head in Rocky's lap in an effort to "make things easier" for their caregivers.

("This way we're sharing one bed and they don't have to cross the room."

The room with only the two beds with a table between them so two people could work on two people and was actually designed to speed things up a little.

But Grace was amused, so Tommy had just sort of...let it happen as Aisha and Adam took the moment Rocky nodded along with Matt to snag a picture of them on their phones--where the images would doubtlessly serve as their respective lock screens until something else came along. Which might take months.)

Tommy's face twitched, and only twitched, which was a sheer wonder and marvel as Rocky's boy and girlfriend held onto each other to stop from laughing themselves into the floor as Rocky himself addressed his mistake; lifting his finger and actually saying with some gusto, "BOOP!" as he tapped Tommy's forehead and then settled his hand back into Matt's hair to make himself useful and pull out bits of rock and sand.

Tommy turned to look at Kim, not wasting any moment or time and recording on her own phone, mostly blank faced but smiling that Kim smile that he adored as their eyes met and he still refused to change facade.

"Think they'll be regretting this tomorrow when you sent them the show?"

Kim zoomed in on Matt as he tried to return the favor to Rocky, reaching up but not noticing himself almost falling off the bed until Tommy lifted a foot to move him back and Rocky gave a chirpy little laugh as the New Green wrapped his arms around Rocky's middle instead.

"Matt might, though he's behaved worse when he had his wisdom teeth taken out. Rocky...hm, Aisha?"

"Of course, he has five siblings that could use this for blackmail."

Tommy relented in his leadership mode and grinned fondly, worry bleeding away and settling into the warmth of appreciating the two.

He'd probably tell them they were appreciated tomorrow, when they'd remember it.

"Well, alright then."

#for the record; and I apologize; the romantic was never an option #I love these two in the comics and in the OG; just not together-together #mmpr #boom! comics power rangers #mighty morphin comics #rocky desantos #tommy oliver #matt cook #billy cranston #aisha campbell #adam park #kimberly hart #ask fill #prompt fill #comic arc: charge to 100

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virgils-sinister-ships · 3 months

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The concept of Celine and Armaros being besties is fucking hilarious to me cuz like one of them is a literal princess of hell with black eyes and insatiable amounts or rage and won't hesitate to discorporate you but would 100% worship Morticia Addams. Besties with Lord Beelzebub themself and gives Hastur nose boops. Biggest girls girl in the universe. If you approached her while you were being followed by a creep she's decided that she's known you her entire life.

And then there's. Celine. Too busy with organizing her necklace collection to care about making enemies. Yet makes enemies anyway. Wouldn't hurt a fly. Quiet as a mouse. Too small to reach the top shelf at any store. Nephalem equivalent of the Yippee creature. Bentley fucking loves her. Hides amongst Aziraphale's books and gives Crowley forehead kisses.

Yet the second one of them is in trouble, the other WILL rip you apart limb from limb with a smile on their face the whole time and feed you to a feral animal they found somewhere.

#virgils stuff #self ship #selfship #self insert #self insert character #self insert content #self insert community #good omens selfship #good omens self insert #celine: “ God loves you but not enough to save you ”#armaros: “ I was the good kid and it got me nowhere ! ”

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yocioon · 6 months

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⠀╰・⟢﹕⠀SELFSHIP CATALOG !

( ʚ ✮ ɞ )⠀a collage of me ++ my current idol hyperfixations and this dorky little fantasy i have of us in my head. normally i’d live through my ocs with my fav idols, but this is tumblr dot com so i can do whatever the fuck i want. (ﾉ´ з `)ノ

⠀tip : clicking the 🎧 will redirect you to a playlist suited for each ship. have fun, & enjoy !

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ♱

ᥫ✦.⠀⠀SUNGIÉL. sunghoon park & yociél

♰ antisocial, people-hating gf ++ quiet, reserved bf

🎧 now playing : kalam eneih by sherine. — ella baila sola by peso pluma.

⋆୨♡୧⋆﹕⠀acts of service sunghoon. serious pinky promises. picnic dates every weekend. forehead kisses. height differences; 5’6 & 5’11. yociél fell first but sunghoon fell harder. sharing kbbq with soju under the moon. piggyback rides up or down staircases. matching outfits. matching jewelry. 2am car rides. neck kisses. driver seat makeout sessions. city skylines. gift giving. soft spots for each other. heavily competitive. alcohol-influenced arcade dates. sharing earbuds. stargazing.

⠀♡ · · “darling” & “love” — sunghoon !

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ! yociél — “papito” & “mijo” · · ♡⠀⠀▎

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ✿ 。 ׄ ׅ 𝟶𝟶 ׄ 𓈒 : 𝟶𝟶 ꞌꞋ ۪ ׄ ﹏

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ᥫ✦.⠀⠀YOCITAK. intak hwang & yociél

♰ reserved, shy gf ++ loud, extroverted bf

🎧 now playing : heart racing by kanii. — need by keltiey.

⋆୨♡୧⋆﹕⠀words of affirmation intak. pouty faces. horror movie marathons. temple kisses. hugs from behind. height differences; 5’6 & 5’11. intak fell first and fell harder. eating rabokki in the car and watching cringe romcoms. cuddles under the moonlight. matching pjs. matching hair colors. watching the sun rise on a rooftop at 5am. nose boops. hood of the car makeout sessions. crochet gift making. soft spots for each other. go-kart races. falling asleep in xe’s lap.

⠀♡ · · “cutie” & “princess” — intak !

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ! yociél — “amor” & “niño” · · ♡⠀⠀▎

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ✿ 。 ׄ ׅ 𝟶𝟶 ׄ 𓈒 : 𝟶𝟶 ꞌꞋ ۪ ׄ ﹏

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ᥫ✦.⠀⠀CHACIÉL. chan lee & yociél

♰ quiet, paparazzi-loathing gf ++ cheerful, show-out bf

🎧 now playing : back to the old house by the smiths. — peppers by lana del ray.

⋆୨♡୧⋆﹕⠀physical touch chan. comfort food as gifts. overprotective in public. always by xe’s side. love bites. linked pinkies. helping with yociél’s hair care. enjoying kimbap and convenient store goodies under the moon. similar height. matching scrunchies. matching glasses. banter/teasing 24/7. cheek pinches. yociel kabedoning chan for fun. stuffed animal gifts. polaroids everywhere they go. hickeys. waist grabs.

⠀♡ · · “precious” & “sunshine” — chan !

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀! yociél — “cariño” & “bebé” · · ♡⠀⠀▎

#𒋲⠀⠀⠀ᵎᵎ⠀𝐩𝒊𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝒐𝐩⠀❜#୨୧ ;⠀⠀𝒽𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘦𝒸𝘰𝘳𝘦⠀❜#୨୧ ;⠀⠀𝒾𝘯𝘰𝒸𝘰𝘳𝘦⠀❜#୨୧ ;⠀⠀𝓉𝘢𝘬𝘬𝘪𝘦𝒸𝘰𝘳𝘦⠀❜

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