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ENDLESS LIST OF MY OTPS
4. Rumpelstiltskin/Mr Gold (Robert Carlyle) and Belle French (Emilie de Ravin) from Once Upon a Time.
“Once upon a time, there was a beast who took a girl prisoner, but he feel in love with her, and then he let her go, and this way the girl realized she loved him too.”
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lumiereandcogsworth · 15 days
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sometimes my brain sends me asks, because i truly love nothing more than to answer special interest questions, and today on the walk home from work i thought “who reads more, adam or belle?” so now i’m gonna answer this question in great detail, after pondering it the entire walk.
when they were children, i think adam was reading a bit more, only because he had more books to read. but in terms of time spent reading? it was probably pretty even. adam was hyperlexic, reading way above his reading level, and belle just didn’t really have much else to do. once she learned how to read, it became her favorite activity ever. and of course, they were both drawn to reading for the same reason: escape. they had very different worlds to want to escape from, but at the end of the day they were just lonely little kids hoping there was more out there.
adam especially started reading more when he went off to boarding school (ages 10-12), then university (13-15). he LOVED studying literature, even as his mental health declined from losing his mother, books were really all he had left. belle was still reading a LOT at this age though, so once again, adam probably only had her beat in terms of number of books. but belle probably won in terms of hours read, considering adam was starting to get into… well, other vices.
in the teen/young adult years, belle definitely read more. adam was really losing sight of himself, especially upon the death of his father just before he turned 16. reading wasn’t fun or interesting to any of his “friends” so he masked that part of himself pretty quickly, having much more a need to be liked and accepted, rather than being “true to himself.” meanwhile, belle was still reading so much! she still hardly had any books to read, but she somehow managed to find every possible book tucked away in that village and she read the HECK out of it. she was of course growing up and getting more involved in both her inventor aspirations as well as helping maurice with the farming. (which, i’m sure she’s helped him since she was little, but obviously as a teen she could Actually help.)
during the curse, adam wasn’t reading at all. i can see him trying to, once. some point early in the curse, he’s incredibly depressed and his mind wanders to childhood, to his mother, to those brief shining moments where he knew what real joy felt like. he’s drawn to the library. he finds a book that he remembers loving. but he’s still not entirely used to his claws, so he accidentally rips a chunk of pages. suddenly enraged, he rips the entire book in half. he probably starts pulling books off the shelf in anger, making a huge mess and ripping a few more in half before growling and leaving, back to hide away from the world. after that, he doesn’t bother to try reading again. honestly i feel like he spent most of his time under the curse just sleeping and not taking care of himself. just… very depressed and angry. the staff tried to keep up routines, always making meals for him, but i think he struggled to eat (and has for many years) - which is why maurice’s finds that unattended feast when he visits the castle.
when belle comes, everything changes, of course. belle rekindles that love of reading within adam, the same way she rekindles his entire being. slowly but surely, he remembers how much he loved it, how much it cleansed his soul and filled his heart every time. it’s similar to what he says to her after they dance: “i haven’t danced in years. i’d almost forgotten the feeling.” he still worries about ripping the pages, but he’s more patient with himself now, as belle’s presence calms him so much. and for a while, they’re both reading all the time! especially together. they take turns reading aloud to each other. i think, even years and years down the road, this is still how they signal to the other that they need comfort. “will you read to me?” and even after the curse when they’re still courting, they just read and read. i mean you KNOW belle just wants to DEVOUR that library !!!!
when they’re first married, they’re traveling quite a bit. adam is so excited to show her everything and take her everywhere and BELLE IS SO EXCITED TO DO THAT!!!!!!!!! so they travel a lot. and are still, of course, reading on their travels. but it’s definitely less than usual. and i think belle was writing more than reading, because she really tries to keep a log of every place they go.
once they’re back settled at home though, doing their king and queen thing, i think they DO still read a lot, but for belle it’s harder because she just DIVES into all her queen ideas and plans. she’s SOOOOO !!!!! AMBITIOUS!!!! so she’s really busy. and she still reads a ridiculous amount, leaving adam baffled. like WHERE does she find the time?!? but she’s not just reading for fun now!! she’s also studying at the university of paris. they’re not always IN paris, so i guess you could say she was the first zoom university student?? she’s like always in correspondence with the headmaster as well as other professors of the university, just always Studyingggg gosh she loves it so much. she CRAVES learning.
after hearing about adam’s silly little literature degree, she obviously knew she needed to get her hands on that. AND MORE!!! she also definitely gets like multiple degrees over the course of her life. probably gets another in mathematics and another in like, biological/natural science or something. “just for fun.” (again, adam is baffled by her. but also very in love!!!!!! he loves his girlboss wife!!!!!!!) she probably qualifies for masters degrees but at that point in time, you really didn’t get a masters unless you were becoming a professor. which she was like 👀 about but then her husband had to remind her that she is already The Queen and does QUITE ENOUGH during the day. whatever 🙄 she DOES do a lot within the education system though, that’s always her biggest job as queen, her entire reign. reforming and expanding !!!!!!!!!!! it’s what she cares about The Most 🤧🤧 so she may as well be honorary headmaster of EVERYTHING, thank you very much.
and during this time, adam reads very regularly. i think he and belle also like to read books “together” in the sense that they both have a copy of a book and they basically have a tiny little book club with each other. just having to read some chapters and then discuss it after a week, or whatever. they’re so very nerdy, you guys. i can’t make this up. anyway, my point here is that i think during this period early in their marriage, adam is a lot better about staying on top of their book club plans. just because belle is doing a thousand million things at all times and she has adhd so it’s nearly impossible for anything to stay on track. meanwhile adam like, simply does what is required of him as king, and then goes and does hobby stuff (belle helps him find hobbies!!!! so proud) and one of those things will be reading some of their book.
so ANYWAY, it happens pretty regularly where adam will say to belle, “good morning! are you ready to discuss chapters 10-20 this evening?” and she’s like OGHDKFJS YES OF COURSE???? I DIDNT FORGET?????????? WHATS THAT!!! (and then she runs away when he turns around). but she’s thankful for those morning reminders because 9 times out of 10 she finds the pocket of time to speed read the chapters. so they still have their cute little discussion in the evening <3
and lastly, of course, comes the children!!! a lot of this stuff i’ve been saying (belle studying at university, adam & belle having their little book club) still happens when they have kiddos, but of COURSE an added bonus is STORY TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! which is a sacred practice in the beaumont family. like pretty much every night, the children gather in the master chambers (often cozy in the big bed!!!!!) and either belle or adam (they take turns) reads a story to them. of course, life sometimes gets in the way, and as the kids are varying in age, different bedtimes and such, so they don’t do this EVERY night. but they do it a lot. this family is alwaaayyss reading. adam and belle get SO excited when each of them learn how to read (especially belle getting to see her DAUGHTERS learn how to read, of course!!!)
reading is just truly one of THE love languages of this family, and sometimes it makes me weep thinking about how it all started with two lonely children who never should have met, both finding themselves with their noses stuck in books, longing for the adventures and other worlds that the pages contained. and now they get to share all those adventures with the ones they love the most… it truly is the most beautiful of tales 🥹
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sysig · 8 days
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Horse girl arc (Patreon)
#Doodles#SCII#Helix#ZEX#The Captain#This scene was so cuuuuuuuuute <3 <3 <3#Genuinely gave me the vibes of an ingénue meeting a unicorn <3 So saccharine and adorable <3 <3#And then of course he closes it out with wanting to add the horse to his menagerie lol ZEX! Incorrigible ♪#And also the fact that he was openly obliviously displaying his hickeys pffft ♫ He didn't know!#I'm pretty sure he was wearing a hoodie actually but like - wide necked collar tho. Gotta show off lol#I love that they'd both never interacted with a horse haha ♥ So many things Zelnick never got to interact with being an Unzervalt boy ouq#And how ZEX automatically assumes danger haha - just because YOU collect dangerous beasts doesn't mean that everything you find beautiful is#His tastes do tend to skew pretty ravenous tho - in several ways hehe#Also is it clear that I myself never had a horse girl arc lol - one of my friends did! But not me so much haha#I did look up references! ......After I'd mostly drawn her look I'm trying lol#Horses are shaped so funny haha#I definitely feel like I nailed the silhouette horse - ignore that she's mostly a stick figure there lol#The ship is more meant to be shorthand than literal lol - y'know a UFO abduction we all know what those look like lol#I thought it might not communicate the same if I actually drew an Intruder no I'm not just putting it off because I haven't drawn one before#Maybe if I drew a little more outside of just my offline days lol but I find so many other things to do!
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empresskylo · 1 year
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ghost doesn’t realize how touch-starved he is until you are bandaging him up. inspired by this beauty and the beast scene
a/n: i am literally so horny for this man. i have never even played cod lmao. the men from the new campaign just started popping up on my tiktok feed and now here i am. so i apologize if this is ooc for ghost… like i said, i have no idea what this game is about. but i can’t get these big boys out of my head… making me go feral fr.
cw: blood
simon "ghost" riley x fem!reader
wc: 1.3k
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓
Ghost laid propped against the wall as you dabbed his wound on his thigh with a cold, damp cloth. He hissed, slightly moving his leg away from your grip. “Hold still!”
You could hear him mumble swears under his breath as you continued to work. “For someone so big, you really are such a baby,” you teased lightly under your breath, the adrenaline rush making you a bit more confident with your lieutenant. “I told ya I can wait till we’re back at base,” his deep voice growled, his teeth clearly clenching as your fingers pried through the exposed tissue searching for the bullet lodged in the flesh.
“Don’t be an idiot. You’ll bleed out everywhere and I don’t want to have to clean it up. And if you pass out from the lack of blood, you really think I can carry you back?” You couldn’t see, but Ghost smiled under his mask at your sudden snarky remarks. He hadn’t seen this side of you before.
He grunted in response. Ghost’s eyes studied you, concentration flushing across your face as you worked at the opening in this thigh. You felt the pressure under his intense watch. His eyes traced up to your forehead where your hair was matted with blood. “Your head,” he muttered, his own hand pointing up by his eyebrow.
“Huh?” you asked, tearing your eyes away to look at him. You mirrored him and reached a hand up and grazed your brow then looked back at your fingers. They were red. “Oh. I… Must have hit my head.” Everything had happened so fast, you didn’t even remember getting hurt.
“You should-“ Ghost began before you interrupted.
“I’ll be fine . I need to get the bullet out of you first. So, for the last time, quit moving!”
Ghost chuckled, “Sound like me.” You rolled your eyes, hearing the irony as you repeated the same thing Ghost had said to you earlier: I’ll be fine.
Your hands were covered in Ghost’s blood as you worked to remove the tiny bullet. Ghost sat perfectly still. You glanced up at him, his face stoic under his mask as he observed, still as he could be. Apparently, he did know how to listen.
“Just pull the damn thing out,” he grunted. You finally got ahold of the metal and tore it from his thigh. You held it up in success, a slight smile on your face. 
“I was about to get it out anyways, this has nothing to do with your demands.”
“Mhm,” he mumbled as he adjusted his position.
Your fingers danced along his exposed skin as you began to apply a bandage to his open wound. Ghost could feel goosebumps rise where your fingers trailed. His body focused on the movement of your fingers, he couldn’t even feel the pain he should definitely be feeling right now.
After you finished, you rested your hands on his thigh a few inches above your work and let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in. “ There ,” you said with relief. Ghost’s ears pinked under his mask, your warm touch radiating through his trousers, your hands a little too high up for comfort. You, however, hadn’t noticed the intimacy of your touch.
You shifted your stance and sat facing Ghost. You held out a clean cloth, wanting him to clean the cut that sliced through your forehead. He stared at you. You rolled your eyes. Did you have to explain everything? “I can’t see,” you said, pointing to your forehead. Ghost reluctantly took one of his gloves off and grabbed the wet linen from you. You leaned closer and closed your eyes. Ghost swallowed hard. He slowly brought his hand up to the cut that ran from your hairline and right through your eyebrow. After dabbing away the blood you handed him a bandage and some bandage tape. Ghost huffed. “I’m not your bloody nurse.”
“I’m not yours either but you didn’t see me complaining,” you retorted. Ghost refrained from rolling his eyes and slipped off his other glove than took the supplies from you. He was familiar with treating injuries, at least until the person was able to get seen by a proper medical professional. So why was he suddenly acting flustered?
His hand gently rested on your forehead as he lined the bandage up. He couldn’t avoid touching your skin, his fingers being pulled towards you against his better judgment. Your skin felt like fire beneath his fingertips. Ghost couldn’t remember the last time he touched someone this gently. He took the ripped bits of tape and secured the bandage in place. His fingers lingered, then softly skimmed the side of your face and fluttered through your hair. How he missed the warm feeling he got when he caressed someone so delicately. He was so used to vulgar aggressiveness, he almost forgot that he was capable of such embraces. You kept your eyes shut even though you wanted to open them in surprise at Ghost’s lingering touch. Having been away from everyone in your life for so long made you desperate for someone to squeeze you tight. To hold you close. To just keep your bed warm beside you. You hadn’t even realized how deprived of touch you truly were until Ghost touched you with his calloused hands.
You opened your eyes and Ghost’s own locked on yours, both of your breathing the only sound in the small room. He quickly yanked his hand away, clearly embarrassed. He’d curse his hand out later for having a mind of its own. He flexed his hand, rubbing it with his other. He debated on apologizing but found it hard to speak. Before he could finish his thought, you grabbed his wrist.
He mumbled your name, his accent dripping over his words heavier than usual. His gaze was always so intense, but you didn’t back down.
He froze as he watched you, curious of your next move. You both had understood what happened without even speaking—a sort of silent acknowledgment of the way you both were touch-starved, the only connection with another body prior to this being through violence. 
You scooted closer to him and pulled his arm so it draped around your shoulder. You tentatively leaned against his chest, feeling his breathing deepen. Ghost felt tense underneath you, his body rigid. Feeling bold and empty, you grabbed his hand and laced it with yours, the heat transfer from holding someone skin to skin a feeling you hadn’t experienced in months. It was comforting and relieving. As much as it flustered Ghost, he also felt a huge feeling of relief as your hands warmed against one another. His fingers closed and gripped your hand back. You could feel him slightly relax, his body molding to yours.
He could smell your shampoo as your head sat propped under his chin. When was the last time he held someone like this? He couldn’t quite remember. To be honest, he hadn’t thought about these types of things until now.
After a long pause, you felt Ghosts chest rumble as he spoke. “I think this is the longest you’ve gone without rambling on about somethin’.”
Your lips quirked up in a slight smile. You both knew things were going to be awkward the moment you faced each other and made your way back to base. Ghost was especially concerned with the fact that one of his soldiers would know how weak he had acted.
But with both of your faces out of view from the other, softly intertwined, everything felt… good .
“Mhm, don’t get used to it,” you said quietly. Ghost could hear the sleep in your speech. He pondered a moment. At least you were both safely inside the building having already prowled the area for enemies. Maybe it was okay if he let you rest a minute? And not because Ghost didn’t want to break away from your hold, but because both of you were wounded and he knew better than to push through something like that when he had the time to regain his strength.
Ghost hadn’t realized his thumb began absentmindedly stroking circles against your skin, his grip around you tightening slightly.
part 2
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mggsv · 1 month
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Satoru enjoyed getting his hair cut. Who wouldn’t love the fresh feeling of a haircut? How light his neck feels when the hair that covered it finally gets cut off. He’d be a mess, letting his hair grow out, doing his best to hold it up with headbands but soon it started to out grow those, too. A damn shame.
Getting his hair cut wasn’t the only benefit, though. Satoru had another reason he’d let his hair grow out. Just to see you. You were his favorite barber. The first time he came in was when he first moved to the area. A nice calm place to start as a teacher. He wanted a fresh start and you gave it to him. Your beautiful skin caught his attention. The thick curls you sported, your plump lips..your hips- hell, everything. Satoru was entranced. He glanced over your tattoos while you cleaned the chair in the middle of the room. It was just you.
“Coming for a hair cut?” You raised your brows up at him.
He was at a loss for words. Nodding, he stepped forward. “…I am.”
He enjoyed the way your hands ran through his hair. The way he quite literally let out a breath once you held his head back to stare at how you’d cut it. You were staring into his blue eyes, but they couldn’t stay off of you. And in the mirror across from him, he watched as you got to trimming. Heaven, that’s how he could describe it. He knew from that moment then he just had to have you.
The undercut you left him with was..impactful to say the least. The way you ran your fingers across it, satisfied with your work, Satoru wish his hair was longer. After paying you he definitely became a regular. Why? He enjoyed your hands in his hair.
Not only did you get his hair right, you were a fucking beast.
“Take it-“ He’d gasp, holding onto your hips to steady them. “Don’t run from it baby, gonna fuck my hair up.” He thrusted into you at a somewhat fast pace, the usual for Satoru. Your body was on fire, straddling him in the chair of your shop while riding his cock. The clippers in your hand testing your skill to the max.
“…Toru-“ One hand in his hair while you tried your best to finish the undercut you loved so much, the clippers shutting off suddenly while you felt your orgasm hit.
“Baby..im gonna be a mad man if i have to go bald.”
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divider @/cafekitsune | I REALLY LIKED WRITING THIS LMAO
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anitalenia · 10 months
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━━━ .°˖✧ romance tropes ⋆˙⊹
𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑠. 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒, 𝑜𝑟 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑐𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒. — links still being updated
╰₊✧ ゚OTHER LINKS . ྀི ⊹ masterlist | taglist | my library | prompt help | symbol packs | dividers
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˖⁺ ⊹୨ forbidden romance ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character cannot openly be in a relationship with someone for some reason ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ enemies to lovers ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are enemies / in violent opposition to each other in the beginning but gradually end up in love ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ friends to lovers ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are friends first, but end up falling in love with each other ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ dark/taboo tropes ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ romance between two people that is considered inappropriate or wrong/not acceptable in society ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ opposites attract ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are drastically different people/opposite personalities but still somehow love each other ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ unrequited love ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character loves someone who is unattainable for some reason. one sided love. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ fake relationship ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters feel no romantic feelings for one another but are forced to be together. in some cases, they eventually fall in love. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ fish out of water ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character is in an unfamiliar environment and has to adapt. think city girl on a farm. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ soul mates au ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are meant to be together from birth, destiny, or soul ties. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ oblivious to love ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character is clueless about their own romantic feelings towards someone else ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ reverse harem ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ consists of one female protagonist and three or more male love interests. although I have heard varying definitions. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ secret identity ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are in love but one is not being truthful with who they really are/they’re hiding something from their love interest (like spiderman) ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ marriage ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character is forced to marry another for some reason (arranged marriage) ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ dark past ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character has trauma or pain because of their past, and their love interest helps them heal. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ love triangle ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are in love, but a third party loves one of the characters as well. or, one character is confused between two people who they love (edward x bella x jacob, stefan x elena x damon) ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ time travel ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character travels back or forward in time and falls in love with someone from that time period. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
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━━━ .°˖✧ 𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑵𝑬𝑬𝑫 𝑵𝑶 𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ⋆˙⊹
˖⁺ ⊹୨ amnesia / memory loss ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character loses their memory and has to regain their love and memories for another. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ alpha hero ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a male character is overprotective, bossy, jealous, possessive, and have great sexual appeal. think bad boy, biker, ceo fanfics. This can also be military men, superhero’s, men in leadership. a vague category. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ one bed trope ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are forced to share a bed 👅 you should know this one ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ forced proximity ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when two characters are forced into small spaces together or forced to be together in the same room. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ beauty and the beast ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a typically male character is capable of great rage and destructive, sometimes a literal monster, but the fem character loves them beyond their looks and sees the good in them. doesn’t have to be a literal monster. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ in peril tropes ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character is in some sort of crisis and has to be saved by love interest. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
˖⁺ ⊹୨ job related tropes ୧⊹ ⁺˖ ━━ when a character is attracted to someone because of their job, or their romance happens at work/ a specific location (corrupt priest, military man, construction worker). can be taboo. ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
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authors note: I am going to be making posts describing each trope individually as well as sub-genres and examples of that trope. I don’t have links yet, they’re still in production. I had something similar to this in my notes for my stories and decided to share. there are a lot of tropes out there, so feel free to comment other ones. remember you are loved and important <;3
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mistyacorn · 11 months
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you remind me of the main protagonist
sypnosis; dan heng and his odd way of saying “hey, i think i like you”
pairing(s); dan heng + fem! reader ⟿ featuring; pure fluff, really blank and super indirect dan heng, reader is compared to a female character (hence, fem! reader)
a/n; this was such a random write lol. im so sorry that it’s a bit of a mess, im still working on more clear storylines heheh . i hope it’s still enjoyable! ૮(ㅅ´ ˘ `) ♡ also i made beauty and the beast a canon fairytale here pffft u neva know
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⇢ DAN HENG is the type that literally nobody expects to like anybody, and therefore neither do you.
⇢ you’d probably even think that he dislikes you because whenever it’s just the two of you he never says a word. he’s dead silent. he only ever nods or gestures and barely looks you in the eye.
⇢ occasionally you’d get slightly jealous of how he speaks whenever march is with you guys (even though they always end up fighting verbally, it’s still talking!)
⇢ so you eventually take it as a ‘hint’ and try your best to move on.
⇢ though let’s be real, it’s not easy to move on from a crush if you see him almost everyday. especially when he has the most perfect emerald eyes and soft black hair….
⇢ one day, you’re in your room on the astral express and you’ve just finished the book you had borrowed from the express library recently.
⇢ you did borrow it without telling anyone though, so it kinda felt like you stole it haha…
⇢ but you definitely did not want to annoy dan heng with your request so stealing borrowing seemed like the best option.
⇢ you decide to head over to his room, hoping to secretly drop the book and go.
⇢ thankfully the boy is not in the room when you get there (which is super rare, go you!). you tiptoe as carefully as you can towards the bookshelf.
⇢ you quickly find the correct slot and insert the book.
⇢ just as you think you’ve accomplished your mission, you turn around and-
⇢ at the door stands dan heng, staring at you nonchalantly (as per usual). “hi.”
⇢ his sudden appearance immediately causes you to begin a five minute long explanation about how you got there. (yes, five minutes. idk how but you drag it on and on) its mostly bullshit you’re spitting out.
⇢ “…pom pom told me that there was this super cool book…. I just had to read it of course …..and it was really cool yeah yeah ….um about robots and science and…stuff….”
⇢ does pom pom even read?? you didn’t know!
⇢ and you definitely don’t notice amidst your frantic stories, but dan heng listens to you attentively in amusement. he actually has the smallest grin on his face, very well knowing you are making everything up.
⇢ to put it simply, he finds it endearing. he’s almost in a trance, just listening to you talk and talk and talk…
⇢ after you finish your story time, he snaps out of it quick enough for you to not notice anything.
⇢ and you bow repeatedly in embarrassment before dashing out of the room.
⇢ the following day, dan heng suddenly gives you a book out of nowhere. today, his signature cold face seems slightly nervous instead, but you don’t pay attention.
⇢ you see that the book is a fairytale, one that is right up your alley!
⇢ ‘Beauty and the Beast’.
⇢ you open the book to see a post-it note on the first page, with neat handwriting on it;
‘y/n, I saw you liked fairytales and the fantasy genre. I do not. But I stumbled across this book yesterday, and I remember reading the first three chapters sometime when I was younger. It seems like something you’ll like. The main protagonist reminds me of you. I hope you’ll like it.’
⇢ your face is red hot as you read his note. he wrote to you. he thinks of you. he said you reminded him of a princess. (what the fvck.)
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⇢ and secretly behind the scenes, dan heng is not as calm and collected as he seems.
⇢ after you put away the book and left that day, he took note of the book you had returned. fairytale…fantasy…
⇢ dan heng immediately started to think hard about any fantasy books he had read in his life. hours and hours of struggling later (he never reads fantasy, it’s too unrealistic for him), he finally remembers one.
⇢ he’d read the first few chapters of it before, and he remembers the main character all too clearly. she reminded him so much of you, yet he didn’t know why.
⇢ (truthfully, it was definitely because she was his first ever fictional crush. and now you were…… but he was never going to admit that to himself.)
⇢ he spends his night searching around the archives. 2am the next morning, he finds it.
⇢ dan heng goes to bed that night, heart thumping faster than usual, because now he realises just how much he likes you.
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© mistyacorn do not plagiarize or repost please, just enjoy it ykwim
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ceruleancattail · 10 months
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hello! I absolutely loved the reader who shies away at selfies, can you please make a part 2 with Jamil, Idia, Leona (and maybe platonic Ortho?) thank you!
Jamil, Idia and Leona with a s/o who is insecure about their appearance
Theres nothing much that escapes the eye of a viper.
Jamil’s used to observing people, noting down their every move. It’s crucial for his duties. You never know who’s going to harm Kalim at any given time. Naturally, you’re on his radar as well.
For a much different reason, of course.
Kalim’s a ray of sunshine. He’ll say whatever that’s on his mind. Praising or criticising with a bright smile on his face. Sometimes, he does compliment you.
You don’t take it well. Always laughing it off, before discreetly switching the subject. It’s a practised art for you, isn’t it? Smoothly leaping into another topic, avoiding all conversation about your looks.
It’s rather tragic, that you don’t see what he sees. Don’t get him wrong. You aren’t a dazzling diamond, shining for all to see. You’re a little gem, peeking out of the rocks. A gem in the rough. Twinkling like the north star, guiding him home, back into your arms.
Jamil tends to hold your hand. Fingers intertwining with yours, palm pressed against you. Whenever you start to joke about your appearance, he’s giving you a gentle squeeze. Bringing your hand towards his mouth, Jamil administers small little kisses onto your knuckles. Fleeting little things, kisses like the touch of butterflies, landing on your skin. Staring into your eyes, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.
Can’t really deny anything when you’re all flustered, can you?
Jamil does think you’re beautiful, and he’ll be damned if you say otherwise.
Idia doesn’t really like sticking his nose into other people’s business. That’s like provoking a bad-end route right there. Ain’t no way he’s going through that.
However, you’re a different story. He’s seen how you curl into yourself whenever you walk through a crowd. The way you desperately try not to look at your reflection, eyes shrouded in shadow. Idia’s the king of self deprecating jokes, but even he can’t seem to top yours.
You seem to make hating yourself a life goal, with the way you diss every single little thing about your body.
Unfortunately, Idia doesn’t agree. He’ll spend hours on the phone, whispering sweet compliments into the speaker. Telling you what he liked about your outfit today, how beautiful you looked when you turned and smiled at him… sappy things like that.
Idia gets all flustered, and his voice tends to peak at times. Hey, can’t help that he’s nervous, talking to someone as wonderful as you. An SSR, through and through. He’ll whale on the gacha just to catch a glimpse of you.
So please… don’t sell yourself short.
You’ll break his heart.
Leona’s used to people parading about him. The pride of beast men, flexing their claws. It’s a strength dominated world out there. No one wants to appear weak.
You don’t seem to take the hint, do you? Shoulders hunched, always trying to make yourself smaller then you seem. Squirming away whenever a photo is taken, shrugging off compliments like they’re the plague.
You’re quite literally the definition of a small, weak, herbivore. Trembling like a leaf in a storm. Careful, anyone could just take advantage of that. You’re lucky that Leona’s nice.
Yet his patience runs thin. Everything that the sun touches is his. With every self deprecating joke you make, you’re insulting his property. Leona pins you down, pressing his lips deep into his skin. Kissing every part of you that you deem unlovable. Lips burning hot, searing into your body.
Can’t stand to look at yourself? It’s fine.
Leona will just have to make you look.
Bonus: Platonic Ortho
He’ll tag along with you. After all, his brother hardly gets out of his room. Ortho gets bored sometimes.
The best way to acquire data would be through experiences, would it not? He does believe that hanging out with a normal person will do wonders for his database. Although you do tend to shy away whenever he tries to take a photo. That’s no good! He needs pictorial references to draw back onto.
You… don’t like the way you look?
Ortho thinks you look just fine.
He’ll insist on a photo. Ortho’s stubborn that way. Even if you refuse on the account of your looks, he’ll fix you with a blank stare, and say that your voice was not registered.
After this, Ortho goes out of his way to find you in a crowd. He’ll give you a genuine compliment every day. He likes your hair! He likes your skin! He likes your nails!
Positive affirmation is the best way to go for these things, no?
As blunt as his compliments are, you can’t really deny Ortho. Not when his eyes sparkle with joy whenever he’s praising you. He’s merely stating what he observes, after all.
You’re a fascinating human!
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octuscle · 9 days
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Howdy, Support! I'm a 22yo twink working at a rest stop in the middle of nowhere. Only good part about my job is uh..."servicing" the passing truckers. One of 'em is a real beast of a man; late thirties, tall, burly and hairy, with a big, solid beer/roid gut that's always straining against his filthy tanktop. Everytime he stops by, we have a beer shotgun contest right in front of everyone. Loser blows the winner in the stalls. I normally enjoy losing (not that I have a choice), but this time, I want him to meet his match...literally! I want to drink him under the table, and with each beer I down, I want to feel my gut grow heavier and larger as my work clothes turn into a stained tanktop and I gradually transform into a hulking, hairy trucker that stinks of sweat, just like him. I've programmed all the relevant settings for height, muscle, hair, BO, attitude and clothing, but I just realized I don't know how to sync the transformation to an event trigger like shotgunning the beers, much less on how to make it gradual! Please help me, he's due today!
I love challenges… First of all, I'll add one more skill to your traits. "Stable up to 3.5 per mille". I don't know how much your crush can take. But now you've got a damn good chance of drinking the guy under the table. However, you should manage at least 2.0 per mille. Because your transformation will take place in parallel with your blood alcohol level. Linear, until you have reached 2.0 per mille. At 2.0 per mille, the transformation is complete.
It's around 8 p.m. when your buddy finally comes in the door. Like you said: a beast of a man. The fist bump he gives you almost breaks your forearm bones. Beast of a man? You're miles or 2.0 per mille away from that. You are cute. But a twink. Not a man.
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The regulars know what to expect. They chant "Booze! Booze! Booze!" One of them shouts that you're in desperate need of a protein shot. The others roar. Your buddy orders 20 cans of beer. He shouts to his colleagues that there will definitely be some left for them. He looks at you, winks and licks his lips. He has no idea.
The first can of beer. It really hits you. 0.3 per mille. One seventh of your way gone in one go. You feel a bit dizzy. You've been king of the highway for two years now. Well, maybe prince of the highway. You haven't put much weight on your ribs yet. But the good food at the truck stops and the hard work loading your truck are already having a bit of an effect. Your arms are no longer as thin as twigs.
The second beer. It didn't go quite so quickly. You have to burp loudly. Your buddy follows your example. 0.56 per mille. You've been driving your 7.5-ton baby through the countryside for over three and a half years. Does you good. Not as skinny as you used to be. You look healthy. Maybe a little red in the face. Drunk.
After the third beer you have over 0.8 per mille. Another burp. You need a piss. You stand with your legs apart in front of the urinal to avoid peeing on your boots. You take out your cheesy beauty from your dirty jockstraps. And empty your bulging bladder. Wash your hands? That's for twinks. You simply wipe your hands on your dirty Wranglers.
Janet brings you some onion rings with your beer. Good idea. After the toilet break, you finish your fourth beer almost in one go. Your buddy has noticeable problems. Your blood alcohol level is over 1.0 per mille. This competition between you and your colleague has been going on for about seven years. In the trucker scene, your competitions are small highlights. As soon as it is clear when and where you will next get drunk under the table and then disappear to the stalls, new routes are planned. Service stations know that you'll bring in good sales and are keen to host the competition. There used to be a lot of betting on winning and losing. Your buddy has been unbeaten for seven years. There's not much betting anymore. The odds on you winning are huge. But nobody expects that anyway.
The next beer. At 1.26 per mille, you start to falter. Your buddy weighs a few more kilograms than your 100. Maybe you're already a little over 100 - you broke that magic barrier a few weeks ago on your 30th birthday. Eat, work hard and lift iron in the evening. That shapes your body. And beer. Lots of beer. To the delight of the audience, you interrupt your drinking contest for a short burping contest. The landlord actually has a device to measure the volume. You lose. That's clear. You lack the resonance body…
The next beer is a big miss for both you and your buddy. Your dirty tank tops are now wet from the beer. But that was a quick round of drinking, so it happens. You feel a bit dizzy. Your buddy is already looking extremely glassy-eyed. A murmur goes round the room. Should you really stand a chance?
After the seventh beer, you both have to go for a piss. Shit, why are you doing this to yourselves? So that one of you can blow the other? You do that as often as you can see each other anyway. And luckily your paths cross from time to time. "Dude, has your beast grown?" slurs your buddy as you stand swaying in front of the urinals and can no longer aim and hit the target very well. "You bet your life, get ready for a lot, bro," you slur back. "And now give me a kiss, I can't wait any longer."
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You're too drunk to remember to turn your caps backwards. You push his cap off his head and it falls into a puddle of urine. Damn, it's seen worse. You stagger back to your beer cans. After the eighth beer, your first goal is achieved. 2.0 per mille blood alcohol. Spread over a proud 120 kilograms of your 35-year-old body. A passionate trucker for 13 years. Your 36-ton beast is basically your home and your family. Hehehe, there are a few other people in the family too. Mike here next to you, for example. You rip open the ninth can and empty it almost at record speed. Shit, you're going to be sick. Mike opens the can, takes a sip. And stumbles towards the toilet. He can't reach the toilet bowl. But at least he throws up in the sink.
When he comes back, he looks at you with glazed eyes. He falls to his knees in front of you to the loud roar of the audience and tries to open your trousers with his drunken head. You have to laugh. "Not here, not now, Buddie" You pull him up. Let him sober up a bit first. You should both enjoy the moment when he sucks you off for the first time!
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amomentsescape · 2 months
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The shirt headcannon was great, but what if the slashers had matching shirts with their S/O reader? Also if ya in one of the snowy storm states stay safe! ❄ 🧊 ⛸
Slashers React to Couple's T-Shirts
Slashers x Reader (Separate)
Feat. Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, & Stu
You can find the OG T-Shirt request here.
A/N: Such a cute request! And yes, those dealing with the crazy weather, please stay safe! (Also, I couldn't find a better GIF option so I just went with the same one again)
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Freddy Krueger
Yep, he wears it over his sweater
Can you expect anything less from Freddy though?
He really enjoys matching with you
He even let out some chuckles when you showed them to him for the first time
"I'm gonna need to make myself a closet if you keep up with this"
He definitely finds the shirts a tad bit cheesy, but he's not complaining
He happily wears the shirt with pride
He becomes a bit upset if you show up not wearing it though
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Michael Myers
What even is this?
The first shirt was already bad enough, but this?
He doesn't even like cats
Just gives you a deadpan look
Will let you put yours on, but absolutely refuses to wear his
Barely even wants to touch it to be honest
You quite literally have to force it over his head
And even then, he just complains the whole time
Embrace the moment while you have it, because there's absolutely no way you're going to get that shirt on him again
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Jason Voorhees
He smiles wide at these
One of the things he loves is the size difference between you two
It makes him feel like a protector
So you gifting him MATCHING shirts just makes him feel all giddy inside
The fact that they point out the size difference is a plus
He arguably likes this one more than the last (since he actually understands what it means)
He only wears the shirt when you wear yours though
If your washing it or don't have it on, don't expect Jason to be wearing his
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Thomas Hewitt
Thomas absolutely fell in love with Beauty and the Beast when you first showed it to him
He didn't think he'd ever find someone like you, but here you were, and that made him relate to the Beast quite a bit
So when you showed him these, he was ecstatic
Immediately puts it on and refuses to take it off for a couple days
Even in the blistering heat of Texas, he wears it
Will always give you a hug when he sees you wearing yours
By the end of the week however, his shirt is noticeably much dirtier than yours
They barely match anymore, but the meaning is still there
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Bubba Sawyer
Bubba is all giddy when he sees these
He just thinks the dinosaurs are absolutely adorable
And he honestly gets the joke pretty quickly!
Will insist you both put them on at the exact same time, doing a little spin for each other
He's clapping his hands and bouncing up and down
Will become pretty protective of the garment though
If anyone besides you gets a little too close to him, he puts his arms out as if saying "don't touch the shirt"
He truly finds the shirts a symbol of your relationship, so if any stain or tear occurs, he will literally have a meltdown
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Brahms Heelshire
He doesn't find them as funny as you do
But he likes the idea of you matching together, so he allows it
Will try to put your shirt on instead in hopes you don't notice
You do
He thinks you look cute, but he won't admit it
He's still mad that you think you're the boss
I mean, who makes the literal rules around here??
But the moment you baby him and tell him just how good the shirt looks on him, he gives in and accepts his fate
He does wear the cardigan over it, however
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Norman Bates
You know Norman isn't one for loud garments
So you thought something simplistic and meaningful would be the best bet
When he first sees the shirts, he smiles and says they look extra comfy for you two
But when he sees your anniversary on the sleeves, he melts
Thinks it's super romantic and gives you a sweet kiss as a thank you
He wears the shirt all the time
Under his button ups, going to bed, lounging around
And you can tell he becomes extra happy when you have yours on too
It's just like having a cute reminder of your love for each other
And Norman is all about that
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Billy Loomis
Billy had been talking about getting a new sweatshirt for forever now
So when you came across these, you knew you had to get them
Billy isn't usually one for cheesy things, but he can't stop the small smile that forms on his face
"You're a lifesaver, babe"
Will try it on and practically melt into it
Doesn't specifically ask, but he'll give you a look basically telling you to put yours on too
When he sees you both matching, he can't even lie that he likes it
Will snuggle up with you and thank you
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Stu Macher
Stu immediately lets out a big laugh when he sees them
His amusement is quickly deflated when he fully reads the shirts
"Hey!"
You know he's just joking though, since he still has that huge grin on his face
"You're clearly the stupid one, right?"
You just give him a joking slap to the arm
Will make you put yours on with him and pulls out his camera
Takes a million pictures with you and the shirts, finding them hilarious
He definitely insists on wearing them in public since it makes it even more obvious that you're his
He just doesn't want to wear them around Billy
He'll make fun of him
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melrosing · 24 days
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can’t really believe I’ve never said this but literally what confirms the whole ‘Jaime is on a redemption arc’ thing more definitively than the fact that GRRM has confirmed JB is a Beauty and the Beast retelling. like. there it fucking is. why have we even been arguing
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The thing that I love so much about the Paris scene is Adam’s reaction to being there.
“Where did you take us?”
“Paris.”
“Oh I love Paris! What would you like to see first? Notre Dame? The Champs Élysées? No? Too… touristy?”
It’s so simple and clearly meant to be humorous but just think about that. Think about what he just got finished explaining before they left: this magical atlas was another curse from the enchantress. “The outside world has no place for a creature like me.”
Adam recognizes that he cannot actually use this tool as a means of escape — the enchantress is mocking him. He knows that if he were to go anywhere, looking the way he does, he would be attacked, and probably killed. And his suspicions for how the public would treat him are later confirmed by Gaston’s mob.
But back to the point: he knows he’s not meant to go out in public. And yet, AND YET!! What’s the first thing he says, when Belle tells him they’re in Paris?
“What would you like to see first?”
He has spent so much time toiling with his appearance, wrestling with and then embracing the fact that he’s some hideous monster that would be killed on-sight, and yet with Belle… all of that seems to go away.
He’s not still bitter. He’s not grumbling about how he loved Paris, how he wishes they could go look around. No, he loves Paris, he wants to be a tourist with this girl. It’s as though all his fears about what people will do or say when they see him have completely vanished. He’s not a beast anymore, not really. His heart has changed, he’s more himself than he has been since he was a boy.
He feels human again, with her.
It’s just so absolutely beautiful. He’s almost there, you know? You can so tangibly see how much he has come out of his shell, how much he has shed this mask, this big wall that he’s built up to protect himself from ever getting hurt again. Slow but sure, he’s becoming human again. His human heart was always there inside him, and it’s starting to shine through!! He’s nearly there, he’s nearly back to being exactly who he was born to be.
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sibsteria · 2 years
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hello, can you do headcanons of klaus mikaelson being a simp for you? 💘
yes of course, lovely!
Warnings: large fluff, a bit smutty, soft!klaus, protective!Mikaelsons
Summary: Klaus Mikaelson is the malewife simp of the century(ies)
not proofread, don’t kill me 😭🫶
the first time he met you, he studied you, up and down, I feel as if it would be at a Mikaelson ball, or maybe the Mystic Grill
I mean, eyes roaming
so our man just felt he had to introduce himself
he presents his hand out for you to shake
“I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before, I know I would have remember a face like yours.”
“Oh, wow, you’re charming.”
He gives an amused smile, a soft chuckle
“I prefer the name Klaus Mikaelson, please tell me what name could possibly match such a person of beauty?”
I feel as if he wouldn’t assert his name as Niklaus right off the bat ygm besties
he is leaving you blushing though
you’re probably a vamp so congrats, he’s got eternal dibs!
definitely lays a gentle kiss to your hand when you tell him your name
“I suppose I’ll be seeing you.” he lingers in your presence before slowly walking away
you’re just- astounded, who gave him the right to be so alluring?
I ain’t gonna lie to you, he went home that night and stalked for your information
he knows where you live, your next of kin, the bar you frequent
so an accidental bumpings into are already in his workings
“Ah, hello love, what a surprise!”
he’d buy you all your drinks, making sure to keep any eye on them if you left the bar for a moment if you’re human (you probs aren’t)
you would spend the whole night together
just chatting and swapping anecdotes
flirting
he charms you with poems, jewellery and just spending time getting to know you as if he didn’t know everything already
he will flaunt his money around
“I should take you to dinner, tell me love, do you enjoy pasta?”
if your answer is yes then well than enjoy your authentic italian dish! the flight wasn’t even too long
you had both fallen off the cliff, smitten for one another
when you’re dating he absolutely follows wherever you go
accidentally
but you know better
and you don’t mind, he’s always looking out for you
long parting kisses
I’m talking tongue, with his hand tangled in your hair
ass slaps as you walk away, making you present a shy smile
when your more comfortable around each other, you don’t hesitate to do it back
a faux shock face from the hybrid
“well, love, I never listed you as the kinky type. I do say, I’m quite impressed.”
get ready for marks
he litters you in hickeys, even if they might fade by the end of the day
he’s going to try
if you’re human he’ll have you wear a vial of his blood around your neck
for emergencies
and a fun conversation for anyone who comes on to you
if he’s in a heated argument discussion with someone, his face will immediately soften when you walk through the door
“hello, love.” a passion induced coma hoods his eyes
will try to protect you from violence and danger but he does know you can handle yourself
“Klaus, I can snap a neck like a motherfucker-”
“I know, darling, but why do that when I can do it for you?”
hours of cuddles
hours
just you in his arms, with his nose nuzzled into you
he’s a softy, really
you get along with his family, it’s a given
Rebekah is literally you’re sister from another mister
shopping sprees with her unlimited credit card
knowing each other’s styles
“How did you know?” She pouts as you hand her a pair of heels that she had been eying up
she’s just overjoyed she actually had a true friend that she can trust
someone she can rely on
you are inseparable
and Klaus is absolutely jealous
“may I please have my girlfriend back, dear sister?” an edge to his tone
“if you must, you annoying rat bastard.”
but you love them
Elijah is eternally grateful for your calmness
and your ability to tame the beast
“I must say, you impress me, Miss L/n.”
you’re utterly baffled
Elijah is not an easy man to impress
but your besties anyway, now 🙄🤚
you often pick up ties that you think would suit him
he smiles and shakes his head
“I do hope you insist on keeping her around, Niklaus.” he uses a low whisper to his brother.
“I don’t assume I’m ever letting her go.”
whilst you have managed to wrap him around your little finger
he won’t hesitate to rip someone’s throat out for touching you
say you’re at a bar
he left for a moment to answer a call, his mistake
he comes back, you’re face filled with discomfort and annoyance as this poor man would not stop verbally harassing you
but that was not enough of an action for you to snap his neck yourself
but as he’s walking towards the bar, he watches as the stranger lets his hand trail down your back until he reaches your-
Klaus has already sped towards him
grabbing his hair and tearing out his throat
his chin, neck and chest are dripping with blood
your surprised at the lack of screams around you, coming to the conclusion that he must have compelled the drinkers to not bat an eye at supernatural goings-on
“are you kidding-”
“sweetheart, don’t get angry-”
“I just got blood stains from last week out of that shirt!”
he pauses his spiel, a blushing smile across his face
you weren’t repulsed by the violent display he’d put on
“have I ever told you how much I love you?”
“on occasion.” you roll your eyes, pulling him in for kiss
the blood coats around your lips but you don’t mind
“I love you too, Nik.”
that was the first time you used such an intimate nickname
and he loved it
hearing such words fall from your mouth
you both get blood drunk nightly
but refusing to feed on kids, because you have some morals
and you push Klaus to erase after eating because why draw attention to himself, he already has a healthy crowd of enemies
and that is where Elijah expresses gratitude
if you ever get kidnapped on that one occasion you were caught off guard
be ready, the cavalry are coming
a crowd of angry originals, breaking down walls and tearing out hearts
“shit! I didn’t know she had all of ‘em at her beck and call-” one of your kidnappers scream, as he watches his cronies drop to the floor
“mate, I advice you shut your mouth, in fact- I’ll do it for you-” queue Kol punching his head from his shoulders, it rolls nicely onto the floor in a pool of blood
they had you on a vervain drip
“oh, love, I’m so sorry.” Klaus is by your side, ripping out the tubes, hugging you close
Kol is your annoying little brother, but mostly a sweetheart to you
you two tend to sneak out together, infiltrating house parties
“if Nik finds us, he’ll kill you!” you scream over the music
“he can try, darling!” he howls with laughter, a bottle of his chosen alcohol spilling down his throat
he does find you
“why in the world, did you think I wouldn’t notice you leaving my side?” he caresses your cheek
“don’t torture him, we just wanted a bit of fun.” you whisper, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth
“I suppose you’re right, I have faith in his protection, he loves you like family.” begrudgingly letting Kol off the hook
he has fucked you on every surface in his home
“not on the dinner table, Nik-” Beks
“I eat off that counter, pests.” Kol
“Is it a rule that you have to infect every piece of furniture in our home?” Elijah
*noises of disgust* Finn
*eye roll* Freya
still counting how many public displays he can get away with
he has tied your ex to a chair and made him watch as he gave you orgasm after orgasm
I mean, he murdered him afterwards, so-
“was there any need?”
“yes.”
in his mind, you’re already together forever
he lets you be in possession of one of his daggers, just in case his family give you any problems
“you know I won’t need to use it-”
“just humour me, keep it safe.”
it’s never boring
y’all he’s in love 😻
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beronicalongcon · 7 months
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MY TOP 10 RIVERDALE MOMENTS
In honor of the most gorgeous beast of a show to ever air being put in the ground tonight, here are my top 10 Riverdale moments. It was pretty impossible to make this list because I had to leave out so many beautiful things like that time Archie got forged, that time Cheryl was Queen of the Bees, and that time he was looking for the girl next door, but instead he found me.
10. JUGHEAD MEETS THE RAT KING
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Sweaty, unhinged Loser-Jughead hallucinates his literary agent appearing to him as a Dark God of sewer rats. In a bid to save his life, he offers to be the Rat King's personal storyteller, like a Riverdalien Scheherazade. Betty appears to him and guides him out of the underworld and it's revealed that he was in the hospital for RABIES, which is made one billion percent funnier by the fact that rabies is 99% fatal. This made me so happy I was literally riding the high for weeks.
9. Archie boxes Hiram in the secret speakeast while Veronica sings "Daddy Lessons" by Beyonce.
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This is just one of those great Riverdale musical moments - cutting between the blood spatter and bulging muscles of Archie and Hiram's furious machismo coming to fruition and Veronica dressed in gold singing about her terrible and vital love for her insane mob boss Daddykins.
8. PSYCHO KILLER PROM NIGHT
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This whole plotline is great because 1. the auteur making big, clunky comic book caricatures of the main cast and having them relive their traumas through the mode of film with all the edges sanded off is metatastic, 2. Jellybean is the coolest middle schooler ever, and 3. Psycho Killer playing at Prom Night while they all dance around Mr. Honey's corpse is just objectively great television.
7. THE FOOTBALL WAR OF UZBEKISTAN
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"Haha football war" shut up this is one of the most artistically cohesive and interesting sequences in the entire series. It lays bare the twisted knot of dream logic and aestheticism that governs Riverdale's universe. "Why do all the visual cues point to Archie fighting in WWI if Riverdale is set in 2021?" Because WWI was the period where America most successfully fetishized the IMAGE and AESTHETIC of young men going to war as a MASCULINE IDEAL. "Why are they fighting on a football field?" Because football is another heavily fetishized mode of expressing American masculinity and violence as heroic. "Why is Jughead there?" Because Archie loves Jughead.
6. BERONICA KISS IN OUTER SPACE
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I may not like season 7 but my URL is 'beronicalongcon', and the way this episode reminds us how Betty and Veronica are historically positioned as diametrically opposed forces vying over Archie's love before bringing them together and letting them truly see each other is really nice. Also they kiss in space to symbolize that the world of the narrative by definition cannot allow women to connect independent of men, the only way they can truly be together is by inventing a new universe that is able to hold them.
This got long so I am making another one.
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badasgirlfriend · 5 months
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Street Hearts Connection | Bada Lee Imagine
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pairings: bada lee x fem!reader
genre: fluff idek?!/!/
a/n: i was inspired from the street hearts nyc videos and i thought it was a good idea to make a bada imagine sorry if it sucks i tried my best😭
The host excitedly gestures to the two blindfolded girls sitting at the table, ready to participate in her game of romance and luck. She smiles at the camera and proclaims, "Welcome to Street Hearts where we pair two strangers on a date to find out if its a match or is it a pass"
"Im here with....?"
Y/N clears her throat and responds "Y/N"
Bada can't help but bite her lip at the sound of Y/N's sweet voice "Bada"
"I can already feel the chemistry- LOOK she's blushing and smiling" The host can't help but laugh as she points out Y/N's flushed face and blushing smile, Y/N covers her face out of embarrassment.
"How are you two feeling?"
"Excited"
"Nervous" both Bada and the host laugh at her answer
"Alrighty, let's not drag this on any longer" the host said, with all three smiling. "Let's take off the blindfolds" Bada agreed, as the two girls waited for the host to lift their blindfolds.
Y/N's heartbeat was racing as she closed her eyes from the bright light. She felt the butterflies in her tummy as she wondered what she'll see once she opens her eyes. With her eyes still closed, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. In a flash, Y/N opened her eyes and was stunned to find an absolutely breathtaking woman standing in front of her.
Her face broke out into a bright smile as she took in the gorgeous girl who stood before her, her heart still pounding and her face feeling warm.
Bada was visibly taken aback, her breath hitched as she looked at the girl in front of her, and didn't know what to say to initiate a conversation. are you going She looked utterly breathtaking, Bada was not expecting her to be this stunning. "Hey-fuck Im nervous now too"
Bada couldn't help but laugh, hiding her face with her beanie, her long, dark hair falling over her face. She felt a bit shy and embarrassed, trying to keep her laughter in check.
She looked over at Y/N, and was relieved to see that she was laughing too, just like her.
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"How's your love life going?" The host asked Bada, but she had quite the direct answer.
"Dry" was all she could say, leaving little room for elaboration.
The host turned to Y/N, who was listening intently, and nodded along.
"My ex-boyfriend is now gay, and my ex-girlfriend is straight, that pretty much explains everything," Y/N shared with a casual shrug of her shoulders.
"Are you okay, babes?" The host asked Y/N jokingly, putting her hand on her shoulder.
Y/N laughed, rolling with it and nodding along.
"Is that a red flag to you?" The host asked Bada, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
Bada laughed at the question "Well, suddenly I'm colorblind" she said with a smirk. Y/N was glad they were sitting because she would've likely fallen over.
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"Who was your first cartoon crush?"
The host asks Y/N, which caused her to groan in embarrassment.
"No, it's embarrassing," She pushed the mic away, not wanting to talk about it.
"Come on, tell us, tell us!" Bada chants along, wanting to hear the secret.
"Nooo"
"Tell us"
"Fuck it- the candle from Beauty and the Beast, I know Im weird"
"I mean I can't blame you," Bada says, grinning wickedly, already anticipating the next question. "He was kinda-"
"Alright alright, moving on," the host interjects with a light chuckle, and Bada grins even wider, "They're literally the same person"
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"Physical traits like a good smile and cool style definitely catch my eye, but really, I look for kindness, compassion, and realness in a partner. I want someone who's in my corner, even when we disagree. And I gotta admit, I don't mind if they're a bit weird too" Bada answers with a smile, playfully glancing at Y/N
Y/N could sense that the last part of Bada's statement was about her, and she felt her face heat up with a light blush.
"Smooth, what about you?"
"Someone who's smart, funny, and has a good heart. I need a partner who makes me feel safe, respected, and appreciated you know- also tall.. they need to be taller than me" Y/N said, and Bada stood up.
She took Y/N's hand to pull her close, looking down at her with a mischievous grin.
Y/N giggled and tilted her head up to look at her, realizing what she was doing.
"See? I'm taller." Bada said with a teasing grin and laugh, the host threw the microphone and got up
"You two don't need me anymore"
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"What do you do for work"
"I'm a barista," Y/N answered smiling
"Wait, really? Which café?" Bada asks in surprise, now curious to know where Y/N worked.
Y/N chuckles slightly and winks at her "At the SOL café, you should come by sometime"
Bada nods happily, replying with a quick, "Alright, bet,"
"What about you? What do you work?" Y/N asks Bada, and Bada smiles in response.
"I'm a choreographer," she replies, her tone sounding both humble and confident at the same time.
Y/N hides behind the host, gripping her arm tightly while whispering, "She's hot."
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"What's your girl dinner?" The host asks, and both girls answer quickly, smiling at eachother.
"Bada," Y/N says with a shy but playful expression, while Bada smiles back with a light blush on her face.
"It could be her"
The host stares in disbelief at the girls answers
"Are you sure this is your first time meeting?
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"Okay, now it's time for our Streethearts Sparkboards, where we're going to find out if you would go on a second date with each other."
The host's smile grew wider, her eyes glued on the two girls' writings.
Y/N was quick, writing down what she wanted with ease and glancing over at Bada, who was still writing. If Bada said no, Y/N knew she would never recover from the humiliation and embarrassment. Still, she held out hope that it would work, wishing and praying that Bada would say yes
"One, two, three... Show us your answers," the host commands, as Y/N and Bada quickly turn their Sparkboards around. Y/N can't help but grin a bit wider at Bada's answer
'YES (can i have ur number)'
Y/N nodded and excitedly exchanged her phone with Bada before typing in her number. Bada, looking directly at the camera, winked and smiled.
Some people nearby had stopped what they were doing had watched the whole date
When the host made the announcement, the nearby spectators began cheering and clapping in celebration
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sageteapost · 1 year
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| Chocobros Dating Drabbles |
[ Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia x GN! Reader ]
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TW & CW + Tags: None. No major spoilers mentioned. [All separate pairings. All established relationships. GN! reader.]
Summary: Quick little dating drabbles with each of the chocobros, just overall cuteness and fluff.
[(A/N): Hey hey!! My first FFXV piece. Not requested, but I REALLY wanted to make these since I've started playing recently. No major spoilers please!! I'd appreciate it a lot. As always, enjoy!]
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Noctis:
Noctis loves, and I mean LOVES sleeping. Or napping. He feels at peace in this state and he can rest from the chaos of the world, even for a bit.
With you in his life, expect to be pulled into multiple cuddle sessions with him. On the couch, in a bed, or even in the Regalia. Doesn't matter. If he's going to bed, he's dragging your ass to sleep. And he's not afraid to pout and whine a bit if you refuse.
He's usually the bigger spoon, but he doesn't mind being the little spoon as well. Or any position really. As long as he senses your presence, he'll sleep like a baby.
To Noctis, these are special and soft moments to him. The feeling of your bodies close to one another feels so intimate, yet so sweet. He feels safe and it relaxes his mind to know that you're in his arms. Safe and sound.
Ignis:
Oh Iggy. First off, if you ever ask if you could accompany him by helping in the kitchen, he'd happily agree. How could he not. Don't know how to cook? Don't worry! He'll teach you every you'll need to know.
He appreciates hearing constructive criticism or ideas for a new recipe. Not only does he find it helpful, but it also lets him know that you care about him and his interests.
Something Ignis has grown to love over the course of your relationship; is simply spending quiet time together. Reading books quietly, or you resting your head on his lap while he reads a story out loud to you.
You make him feel at ease. Although it doesn't look like it, being on the road makes him tired. And if he can at least get some quiet, alone time with you, Ignis is a happy man.
Gladio:
Look at this giant and lovable golden retriever. Gladio can be and looks like a tough guy, but he's a softie and a romantic at heart.
Always teasing you. Lightheartedly. He loves seeing you flustered and that man is not afraid to make you do so. But he's also the king of giving you compliments that'll make you swoon.
Gladio would watch Disney movies with you if you asked him to do so. He at first denies that he likes them (secretly loves Beauty and the Beast) but eventually he breaks and will start singing along to the songs.
No matter what, he'll protect you always. He may be the King's Shield, but when it comes to you, he'll keep you safe from any and all danger. Even if it costs him his life.
Prompto:
Aww, the little chocobean. Prompto is literally like a ball of sunshine. He strives to make you smile and laugh, even if he uses bad corny jokes to do so.
Will ask—no, beg you to come to see the chocobos with him. Race with them, feed them, and definitely take a couple of pictures together while you're there.
Speaking of taking pictures, if you let him, Prompto always take snapshots of you whenever he finds the perfect spot to do so. One time in Lestallum, he snuck a quick kiss to your cheek and caught your surprised expression on camera. Needless to say, it's his favorite shot of you.
At the end of the day, he loves you dearly. You bring him so much happiness into his life and give him another reason to keep going. The only thing he could ever ask is this; don't break his heart and leave him behind.
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