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#yes im a coffee addicted what about it
englishboylover · 2 years
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pevensies and coffee, let's go!
peter : only drinks coffee in the morning. because he is a literal freaky morning person, he has a lot of free time in the mornings until his work/school starts so he sits in a silent room with his coffee and book, likes the peaceful feeling of it. once he spilled his coffee on his book and he screamed so hard that he woke everyone up at 5 a.m, they thought he had been shot.
prefers black coffee, does not like anything else in it. i know you are shocked.
susan : only drinks coffee in necessary situations. sometimes she studies so hard that she needs energy that's when she drinks coffee, especially when she has exams and needs to stay awake the whole night. otherwise coffee only distracts her so she does not like it, there should not be anything around her when she is studying.
also prefers black coffee but sometimes she adds a little bit milk in it.
edmund : is a literal coffee addicted. can't even think without it and often pretends like his life depends on it. has a hundred type of mugs because he is too lazy to wash them. always checks if there is coffee left at home and if not, he screams dramatically and threatens to kill peter if he drinks his coffee again. his score is two hours without coffee and he's proud of his success.
can drink any type of coffee but his favourite is mix of black coffee, milk and milk foam.
lucy : does and will not understand the idea of drinking black coffee, she hates it. she does not go any near peter or susan when they drink black coffee because all she can smell is caffeine, not coffee. edmund often makes different coffees for her and she loves to try them but never finishes. because she gets easily bored, she does not have a favourite.
will definitely add anything that would make her coffee sweeter but then it gives her nausea and she hates it and starts to complain, but she is cute while doing it so it's okay.
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2faced-fairy · 12 days
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Hey you. Yes you. Can I request a CatNap x Reader, where the Reader has a addiction to coffee? Like, they drink so much coffee that people even think that cereal with milk for the Reader is coffee beans with more coffee. And even CatNap’s red gas can’t put Reader to sleep, I mean they can, but it takes some time before the Reader face plants to the ground
Just fluffy, with a bit of comedy in it (if you want to)
SURE!! sorry it took so long to answer, i was eeping.
(this one sucks, i didnt know what to write, im sorry i have rly bad writers block rn)
warnings: cussing
relationships: catnap x reader
writing type: second person
genre: fluff
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fog clouded your brain. not like it would do anything, but he tried. the gas lasted for a few seconds. you just stared into his soulless eyes. "how are you awake?" you gently raise your cup of coffee to him. he blinks and smells it, then backs up with a face that says 'ew'.
later that day, you were sitting in catnaps lap, drinking your coffee. when hoppy comes up to you. "isn't that like... your fifth cup of joe?" catnap tilts his head. you assumed he didn't know what 'cup of joe meant'.
catnap was laying on the floor, like the cute fucking cat he is. slowly, as not to wake him, you walk over and begin to pet his ears. one of his pupils looks at you, then closes. (imagine the picture above.) you move his head so that its in your lap and just keep petting while he purrs.
at this point, it was about midnight. you should have been asleep by now, and your big kitty knew that. slowly he tilts his head up at you. "why wont you sleep?" ... "coffee." ... "stop drinking it then." ..."i would rather die." ... "i can fulfill that destiny of yours." you playfully flick him in the face, he jumps up and pins you to the floor, purring. you giggle and pull him down into a hug. gas starts to fill the room. "im still not sleeping." you say standing. you pass out and fall on catnap.
he giggles.
sorry its short anon :(
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raiurune · 2 years
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50 more or less fluffy/romantic prompt sentences & dialogue ideas
🌺 Feel free to use this prompt list however you like if you're interested! But please tag/ credit me or reblog this post, i would love to see what you creatout of one (or more) of these prompts! And of course im going to reblog your creation as well <3
🌺 You can also use these prompts or from the other list i will post in the future if you want to request a Reader x One shot from me! (Please keep the rules in mind)
🌺 Have fun!
“You are way to cute.”
“I like it when your face is all red.”
“You're shivering... do you want my pullover/Hoodie/Jacket?”
“Can I hold your hand?”
“I had a really bad day.” “Oh... is there something I can do to make your day better?” “Yeah. Lets cuddle.”
“You're purring like a cat”
“I'm sorry.” “For what?” “For loving you.”
“I'm not ready to give up, not yet.”
“Stop looking at me like that or I'm gonna kiss you.”
“I'm pretty sure about my feelings.”
“Shit, you- you are beautiful.”
“I know this will sound very cliche but... how about we cuddle for warmth?”
“You don't need to be shy. If you want to touch me than do it.”
“Stop running away from your feelings.”
“But... I never kissed somebody before.” “...I can show you how it works.”
“Prove it.”
“Ten times. You can kiss me ten times and not one time more.”
“Its a three step-plan. First I'm gonna hold your hand, then I'm gonna kiss you and the last step is... making love to you.”
“I'm patient. I can wait for you.”
“I loved you since I can think, and I will continue to love you till the last time I will be able to think.”
“Fuck it, I love you!”
“We are not friends any more, are we?” “No. We aren't. But... i think we are more.”
“...Did you just kiss me?” “Yup.”
“Stop doing this to me!” “Huh? I'm not doing anything?!” “Stop lying! You're making me all fuzzy inside!”
“Can I just keep you?” “It doesn't work that way.”
“Your hair looks soft.”
“By the way...” “Hm?” “I'm gonna kiss you now. If you don't want to, just punch me.”
“Wait- are you making a hickey!?”
“Is this... a hickey?” “Oh- uhm, its just a bug bite...?”
“I'm gonna kick his/her ass If he isn't confessing to you soon.” “Please don't.”
“I don't want some random person. I want you.”
“If I followed you home, would you keep me?” “... We are living together.”
“Are you religious? Because you are the answer to all my prayers.” “Did you- Did you just use a pick up line on me?” “Yes. Did it work?”
“Lets go on a date.”
“I wanna cook for you, everyday till the end of our time.”
“Give me a chance.” “A chance for what?” “A chance to prove you that I can make you happy.”
“Phew, its really warm in here.” “Nah, you're just to hot for this room.”
“I freaking love you!” “...You're drunk.” “I knooow!”
“I hate you!” “Wrong. You love me.”
“Oh. Its suprisingly nice to hug you.”
“I never really understood all the talk about love, but I think I start to understand it now.”
“Loving you is like drinking Coffee with sugar. Bittersweet and yet addicting.”
“You're to cute to share. I think I'm going to kidnap you.”
“I'm cold... can you warm me up?”
“Everytime I touch you, it feels like a personal challenge to stop again.”
“Once you agree to date me there is no backing down, capiche?”
“I've got no time for dating... but I think I can make an exception for you. Just for you.”
“I'll marry you right on the spot if I could.” “...We're not even together.”
“That's dangerous... You could die.” “If I die, I die with you, hopefully many years apart from now.” “Promise?”
“Hey.” “Mh?” “Lets go on a date.”
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no-see-um-incorrect · 5 months
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OK I think you’ve waited long enough 
My apologies if this Sucks Ass
In All My Years 
William/Marie (1/3)
TW ⚠️colm being awful⚠️harmful hands have been placed⚠️cursing⚠️smoking⚠️ arguing⚠️ mentions of past addictions and trauma⚠️
“JOEY! I NEED AN ADAM AND EVE ON A RAFT FOR TABLE SIX. MARIE GET THOSE FRIES TO BOOTH TWO!”
“You got it boss!”
She quickly stacked the plates on her arms and heads over to the table before feeling a buzzing in her pocket 
“here you go that’s two orders of french fries two orders of cheese fries, and two orders of chili fries right?…..good everyone enjoy”
She pulls her phone out of her pocket 
CALLER ID:  David 
“SADIE IM TAKING A TEN”
She quickly hangs up her apron and goes out the back door behind the restaurant. And answers the phone
“hello Marie”
“David sweetheart, I wasn’t expecting your call how’s the morning been treating ya?”
“it’s been going fine other than the fact that Asher almost put regular gas in my diesel truck. this morning has gone smoothly. How about yourself?”
“just trying to get through lunch rush”
“well, I commend you I have a hard enough time making sure tank and Christian don’t rip each other’s heads off I can’t imagine dealing with rude entitled customers”
“well when you got a little over 17 years worth of practice it comes just that little bit easier. So what kind of news gets me a phone call from the big man at the peak of noon?”
“right. Tomorrow we are having a small pack meeting with the house of Solaire.  it will only be a few people, and I would appreciate it if you joined us”
“well…hold on let me see what time?” She hears paper flipping on the other end “does 7:30 work for you?” she thinks for a moment “yeah that’ll work out just fine. Oh and David, by any chance will my son be there?” “yes, I asked Milo to attend as well”
“OK well I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t overwork yourself you hear me young man. Take care of yourself. Make sure you take your lunch break and drink some water all right?”
“yes Marie thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow”
 Curiosity, plagues her thoughts as to why David requested for her specifically. But she doesn’t question it.
The day progressed as it often does and the next thing she knew it was closing time she finishes wiping down the counters and tables, making sure everything’s in their place.
“i’m heading home Sadie”
“you need a ride Marie? It’s pretty dark out there”
“Thanks for the offer hon but I can get home OK. Tell Abigail I said hi” 
“Will do Marie”
Once everyone leaves, Marie locks the door and makes the walk to her apartment.
*BUZZ*
Message from: My little man
“Hey Ma I would normally call you but my phones about to die and I’m out of the house. I Just wanted to say have a good night and get home safe. love ya Ma❤️”
“Love you too baby💋”
She carefully opens the door to her apartment. Cautiously walking down the hall, and upon seeing her partner passed out in the lazy boy in front of the TV.  turns around and head towards the bathroom to wash up.  washing away the day, feeling the tension leave from her head when she puts her hair down.  she ties up her robe and heads to bed. 
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(⚠️⚠️⚠️ argument⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️)
The day went on as it often does, and  Marie got off of work and her usual Monday time and was now getting ready for a meeting with her pack and apparently a few special guests 
Her hair laid in short coffee curls that just barely grazed her shoulders. The dim light above shining just bright enough to highlight her dark eyes.
“who are you getting all gussied up for?”
She turned her attention to the figure behind her. Her partner leaning against the doorway groggily 
“David’s having a small pack meeting  with the Solaire house….and requested me there.”
She says finishing her makeup. And grabbing her jacket. He scuffs  “still rubbing elbows with mosquitoes Marie..” she discreetly rolled her eyes. “times are different now hon…vampires aren’t as bad as our parents made them out to be…”
Colm slams his fist against the wall “THEY STOLE OUR LAND AND KILLED OUR PEOPLE!”
She was upset at his behavior, but in an effort to not escalate the situation further, she kept her tone calm  “we live in America Colm. Half of history, is people taking land and killing people…the way I see it is easier to form an opinion on an individual then where they came from…..AND you know our pack doesn’t tolerate that kinda attitude” he got up in her face as if trying to intimidate…but if he knew the woman he was talking to for even a day, he would know that she’s beyond intimidation 
“David is just as spineless as his father was…this pack Isn’t even a WOLF PACK ANYMORE!”
“what are you trying to say?”
“our alpha and beta are engaged to humans! One of our strongest is with a Vamp, OUR SON IS-”
“DONT. Do not bring our son into this colm…..the boys are happy and that’s all I care about. I’m not gonna….i’m not gonna fight about that…..I gotta go I’m gonna be late-” he pulls her arm with a death grip “colm That Hurts!” He tightens his grip  “you Do NOT talk back to me woman I AM THE MAN OF THIS HOUSE. YOU LISTEN TO ME! YOU GOT THAT!” Before she could even conjure a response  he was already gone.
She rests back on the wall, slowly sliding to the floor. Her arm stung worse than anything he’s done before. Some tears escape her eyes before she quickly whips them away. “Come on Marie..you got no time for that right now..”
She gets up and stands there for a moment trying to gather her bearings when she hears *PING*
Message from: my little man 
“Me and sweetheart were just about to head out Are you sure you don’t want us to get you? it wouldn’t be a problem”
“i’m good baby I was just about to head out. need some fresh air anyway”
“all right Ma, see you there”
 she put her phone in her pocket and quickly looks in the mirror  before heading out the door.
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Marie arrived, just as she sees her son and his mate walking inside. She Quickly makes her way in there, nearly bumping into Sam. “oh, I’m sorry sweetie”  Sam turns to face her a slightly concerned look on his before shifting to a smile  “oh, you’re fine Miss Greer. if you’re looking for Milo, I think I saw him and my mate talking to Asher” she gives his arm a squeeze  “thank you hun”
She walks up behind tank  and softly places a hand on their shoulder  “i’m not too late am I?” Darlin gives her a side hug  “you’re good mama M the Solaire’s aren’t even here yet” the slight brush against her arm stung but she tried not to let it show. Milo turns to face his mom before a feeling of concern washes over him “hey Ma… what’s this mark on your arm? Did something happen?” she winces in pain at his touch  “Oh I didn’t realize it left a mark…it’s nothing honey just a little workplace injury” sweetheart appears next to Milo’s shoulder  delicately replacing his hands on Marie’s arm  “here Marie let me get that for you”
“Oh thank you honey” sweetheart quickly heals  the wound with ease the pain relieving from her face  “what kind of workplace injury did that Ma?” “Milo it was just a simple smack from a cupboard nothing ya ma can’t handle no need to worry, baby” he let it go….for now. You see
if Milo knew how his dad was to his mother…….he would commit violent homicide. So Marie kept it from him. she felt that it was easier for him to swallow that his father made a full recovery when he left home vs his father taking out his frustration in new ways.
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William looked out the window seeing the park  passing them by illuminated in fairy lights.
“You know I could have driven us instead of having you waste the extra dime on a car” Vincent spoke catching Williams attention  “oh please Vincent. I have the dime to waste. plus I know you partner wasn’t feeling well I would hate for them to need something while we are gone and be stranded without a car….how are they feeling by the way?” With a soft laugh  Vincent turns his attention to the lock screen of his phone  “they’re in good spirits…they had a nice laugh about how funny it was that a vampire can get food poisoning” William returns his laughter  “….. you’re lucky you know…it is not common for vampires to find love as deeply felt as you both. I have had many people tell me how envious they are of you two….” he turns his attention back to the window. Vincent had a strange feeling after he said that. a strange feeling he wasn’t saying all that he meant. But he let it go.
 William was old, older than the very city he lived in, older than all of its citizens, older than the university that held the cities name.
And to someone who has been around that long The concept of love seems like a faint memory, A movie that he has seen only once or twice but that he hears references from every day. And for some reason he can’t find a place to watch that movie again.
The car arrives at the Pack Den. And the two vampires make their way to the front door when William hears a quite remarkable sound coming from inside.
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“I’m sorry. Did you just say you FELL DOWN A MOUNTAIN?!” he analyzed the voice as it echoed through his brain 
“Heh. Looks like milo’s in trouble again”
“I beg your pardon?”
“you’ll see*Knock knock*…….Asher!”
Behind the door was a tall man with a bright smile
“Hey Vincent! OH! And your highness..” he  attempts to bow before he is stop “no need ash” the younger man nods as they walk inside. William looked around still trying to find that voice. “Oh..um my name is Asher Talbot I’m the  beta of the Shaw pack” he extends his hand out awkwardly. The king returns the gesture “it nice to put a face to the name. David has told me great things” just as he said that David entered the room “William, Vincent. I hope it was Easy Getting here i know it’s not the most convenient spots”
“No trouble. Will had a nice time seeing all the murals on the way here” he shook his hand. “Yes. I don’t get a chance to come to this side of town often..it is quite beautiful”
David gestures to the pack room. Moving the conversation in there
“William there is someone I want you to meet” he signaled across the room. A shorter man in gold chains and casual bright floral button up walks over next to David “Milo. This is king William Solaire. William this is one of our packs strongest. Milo Greer” the smaller man rolled his eyes before speaking “it nice to meet ya William” he shook his hand  “You as well” as the small conversation continued he glances past Milo’s shoulder 
William’s POV:
Oh. Oh my.
She’s standing there.
What a site 
Her body curved in all of the most beautiful places, her skin shines with a copper glow, and that face. Michelangelos statues would be jealous.
“William!”
Nobody’s POV:
“William!”
The older man was snapped out of his thoughts.
“Will. We’re about to start. Are you ready?” He lightly shook his head clearing his thoughts “oh. My apologies we can start now yes”
Maria’s POV:
I was talking to Sam waiting for the meeting to get started. When out of the corner of my eye. I see Vincent and Milo. and….Oh
I make eye contact with the man shaking hands with my boy.
Well, ain’t he a looker. 
“Sam honey, who is that man standing next to Vincent?” Sam turns around. Before facing me again “That’s my king William.  don’t be fooled by the slightly intimidating appearance he’s a very nice man” bold of him to assume his appearances  isn’t very nice too.
 Chiseled face, silver Fox…..Wait NO Marie Greer WHAT are you thinking!?-Oh he’s looking at me..oh
Eyes. he’s looking…at me…..oh those eyes-
FOCUS MARIE!
Nobody’s POV
“Today we are joined by the house of Solaire. Who you may also know as the vampire clan that shares our Sam collins. Everyone meet king William and I’m sure most of you know of his prince. Vincent”
“It is a pleasure to meet all of you”
The meeting went on as most pack meeting do. Although to be completely honest, none of it was absorbed.  the two were too busy dancing there glances and attention around each other.  almost like a little game that neither of them knew they were playing. a game of who could look the longest without getting caught by the other.  who could take in the most information about the others appearance before the other turns their head. Of course William spoke when he needed to and Marie added her input where she felt necessary. But nothing more. 
At the end of the meeting they both mingled about until Milo decides to introduce her.
“William this is my Ma. Marie” quite enthusiastically She extends her hand out in front of her.  “Sam tells me a lot about you. It’s a pleasure to meet ya” he softly turns her hand and kisses the back of her palm  “And It is more than a pleasure to meet you Miss Greer” the corners of her mouth curl up into a soft grin “well ain’t you sweet” “well it is not every day I see someone like you in my glances. Sam as well as Vincent and your son here has told me a lot about you. All good things I can assure you”
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Darlin walks out of the pack den  and sees Vincent sitting on the bench, a trail of smoke following his hand with the small amber illuminating his rings 
“you smoke?” he quickly looks up at the unexpected voice before relaxing his head again “lovely doesn’t like it, but takes the edge off every now and again….want one?” he tilts the open box towards them  “what kind?” he squints at the label “Marboro black menthol 100s..” they shrug their shoulders and walk over to the bench sitting beside him  “yeah sure why not”
“so..what kind of edge are you trying to takeoff with these Princey” he signed rubbing his eyes with his palms “…..i’m just worried about Will I guess....I mean Williams a nice guy…sometimes too nice ya know. He’s not the kinda guy to let you know that somethings wrong” Darlin takes a drag of the cigarette  “*Coughs*.. so how can you know if somethings wrong if he won’t tell you” “exactly! Like he seems content enough, but  what does he do? He watches Bob Ross, buys properties AND READS  but he doesn’t hang out with people he’s not that kind of dude and I don’t want him to-” “feel lonely? Yup been there before”
Vincent puts the finished cigarette in the ashtray and rests his elbows on his knees  “I wouldn’t stress about it too much Vinny he’s been around for however fucking long i’m sure he’s come up with ways to deal with loneliness….but I will tell you one thing…” they put out the half finished cigarette on their finger and stuff it behind their ear “I saw how he was looking at a particular pack member of mine tonight and..…something tells me Willy Boy won’t be lonely for too long” they say before quickly running back inside  “WAIT HOLD ON! what do you mean?”
He rushes inside to see darlin peering behind a doorway 
“Look!” They whisper, signaling him to come next to them. What does he see?. William
But he’s not alone 
“And Asher was the worst of them always taking dares and bets. he barely knew how to ride a bike without training wheels on LET ALONE! Down A damn near vertical hill” William laughed with a smile that could light up a room “and I thought The newborns were a handful! They must consider themselves lucky to have such an impressive  healer in their pack and you son must be grateful to have a good teacher” she shrugs her shoulders  “actually Milo never had much interest in healing magic BUT he had plenty interest in the ration of shit territory. I was younger when I had him, and peoples opinions about that were less than forgiving….so I wanted to raise him with a strong spine and a loud voice so he can dish out just as much as he takes ya know” the king nods in agreement “from what David tells me you’ve done a splendid job at that…now forgive me if I am speaking out of turn but. Is his father with us?”
She signed with a small smile “he’s at home…Colm is a…character alright..” William slightly tilts his head in confusion “he must consider himself a very lucky man to have a woman like you by his side” her brain rattled with the events from earlier “yea I don’t know if that’s how he’d phrase it” William looks her in the eye with a genuine smile “well that’s how I would phrase it” she smiled at the comment “Thank you. That’s quite the compliment from someone like yourself” he raises an eyebrow  “Someone like myself?” An almost devious smirk appears on her face “yea..a looker such as yourself saying, something like that about Little old me. i’m flattered” he was slightly taken aback at her boldness but instead of taking it back, he double down  “i could say more if you’d like. I must confess ever since I first walked in here…my mind has been filled with an abundance of things to say”
“Oh is that so~” “MA! You ready to go!” before the king could respond Milo had intervened. “just a second hon!” She reaches into her purse and grabs a small notepad and a pen. Quickly scribbling something. and handing it to William  “give me a call..if you wanna chat some more” William takes the paper and smiles  “I will. Thank you. it was wonderful meeting you Miss Greer”
“oh please. call me Marie”
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Time went on as time often does… but this time it’s different.
Marie and will had been taking nearly every day since then. And yes, you heard that correctly. “will”
Not William, not Mr. Solaire 
Just Will.
They would talk about life and like William said he had no shortage of giving Marie any compliments  that didn’t cross a particular unsaid line.
“special delivery for a Miss Marie Greer?” Marie rushed to the front of the diner “I’m Miss Greer. What’s this about a delivery?” The delivery boy handed her a small bouquet of orange roses.  “these were sent for you. Have a wonderful day” the delivery driver left and Marie was just a tad bit clueless as to who would send her flowers at her place of work. That is until she read the card. 
“Orange roses. Bright and bold. reminds me of someone I know…”-WS
With a big grin on her face she rolls her eyes, and sets the flowers down to take off her apron “SADIE IM GOING ON LUNCH!” Flowers in hand she exited to the back of the diner.
*ring ring ring* “this is William Solaire speaking”
“Hey will” you could practically hear her grin though the phone “I take it you received the flowers I sent?” “Yea. I did. Thank you By the way these are gorgeous” “well I would only except the best. How has the workday been treating you?” She smiled. slowly turning the flowers in the sun ray. “well, it’s been work. im doing a little bit longer of a shift than usual but nothing I can’t handle” “my dear. It is a shame that you have to work so hard. you deserve to be pampered every now and then for how many hours you work” she laughed at the thought. Pampered. sadly, that word had almost become foreign to her.  “i’m a big girl Will. I can handle a longer day…thank you though these flowers made my day brighter” “it is my pleasure….I would hate to cut our conversation short but I’m afraid I have a meeting with my progeny…in a few minutes my sincere apology. If you are not busy, we could talk in person later?” as he said that Marie’s Boss called for her “…….I’ll have to see” “please feel free to decline. Just know I am available” “i’ll keep it in mind Will. thank you”
They both say their goodbyes. And she heads back to work putting the flowers in a vase in the office so they wouldn’t dry out before she got Done. The workday continued like it normally did but Marie’s mind seemed occupied. And her smile seemed just a little bit wider. 
It was 8 o’clock time for closing. Marie sat in the office waiting for her boss to hand her her tips. Holding the vase of beautiful orange flowers. Delicately examining each pedal. Lost in a daydream. “who’s the lucky guy” she’s quickly brought out of her daydream by the sudden voice in the room. “OH! Sadie. I’m sorry I didn’t see you there” Sadie sits down and starts counting the money. “answer the question Marie. who’s the lucky bastard sending you flowers. I know for a fact it’s not that bum ass husband of yours…”
“SADIE!” She would say she’s shocked. But Sadie has never liked Colm…to be fair no one really liked Colm. But next to Milo, Sadie was on the top of that list. “What? I’m right aren’t I?” Marie rolled her eyes and slouched down in the chair  “he’s just a friend…” “A Friend that has You smiling brighter that I never seen you when he calls, A Friend That sends you a dozen orange roses..is this the same friend that was flirting with you at your pack meeting?” Marie was quiet. but that told Sadie all she needed to know. “Look Marie. I’m not going to tell you how to live your life but I am going to tell you to START LIVING IT. Your Life isn’t there to serve others life is there for you to live it for yourself…” Marie remembered what Will said earlier  “Just know. I’m available” and “my dear” about how those words felt. About all the things he said he liked about her, her laugh her smile, her eyes. All things that have been critiqued about her. 
she thinks about how William kissed her hand, About how soft his lips felt. About how when they were talking it felt like an eternity long conversation she didn’t want to end….that’s how every conversation felt. about how she felt listen to not ignored, about She felt talked to and not talked down to.
Then she thinks about Colm…
About her when her son was growing up, she barely saw him and when she did he was lecturing her about something she didn’t do, or about something she didn’t do “correctly” she thought about how even her late alpha one of the most kind men she knew, told her that she could do better. About how even her son said that she Deserved better.  she thought about his shouts. the things he’s broken in his hissy fits.
she didn’t want this.
She wanted to feel safe, she wanted to feel cared about and respected.
“…..Thanks for the advice Sadie….I’ll think about it” she puts her tips in her bag and heads out. As she walks to her apartment her head won’t stop ringing.
What if colm is just acting how a significant other supposed to act? 
What if it was all in her head? What if she’s just grasping at straws and William doesn’t actually-*Ring Ring Ring*
Caller ID: Will
“hey Will” she can hear him talking to someone in the background, but not loud enough for her to make out what they’re saying  “hello dear. I trust the rest of your shift went smoothly?” Was she hearing things or did he sound actually nervous? “oh yeah. the shift went great…and you will be happy to know that these pretty flowers you sent me lasted through lunch rush” William lets out a soft laugh  “I am happy to hear. Now to the reason I called you….. I have a request..An invitation if you will” “an invitation?…. what kinda invitation?” She hears he take a deep breath. Before responding “I would love to take you out to dinner tomorrow night.. if you are willing” she stops in her tracks. Did she just hear him ask what she think she heard him ask  “….Will honey feel free to call me a fool, but are you asking me out on a date?”  she replies with the biggest shit eating grin painted across her face. 
“….we’ll i….I am comfortable with calling it whatever you want…but yes I will confess I did have the idea of a date in mind” “we’ll….then a date it is. See you tomorrow night will” she can hear papers shuffling around  “does 8:30 work for you?  the sun will just be setting so it’ll make things a lot easier” “8:30 works fine will. I’ll see you then. goodnight”
“Goodnight my dear. Get home safe”
ah fuck. Ok this sucked and I’m really sorry.  I realize this is the longest fic I’ve ever made.  and I double realized that I’m really bad with formatting and other things… next one will be better I promise. Um thank you for being so patient for everyone who has been waiting for this.  it has been very much appreciated.  I hope everything is somewhat enjoyable. Y’all have been super awesome and  have hyped me up so much…so I’m sorry if this is bad
Forgive me for any spelling errors 
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comet-falls · 1 year
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ahh omg i'm so excited i've never been anyone's emoji anon before haha!! 🥹 but onto what's been plaguing my mind recently... just thinking about being called a "slutty little princess" by hyunjin the prince himself is just taking over my head 🧎. imagining him pounding into his princess deeply until she's teary eyed and cock dumb and grinding back onto him...someone needs to put take phone away.
ahh im flattered to be the first lmao, and this idea 🥵 yes yes yes yes yES
hyunjin smut drabble ⎯ minors dni
you didn't know what the best part of it was. your thighs straddling him as his cock sat nestled in your cunt, the soft hand cupping your cheek and thumbing in the bone, the hand placed gently on your stomach to feel for the bulge or the sweetly hot words pouring from hyunjin's lips. all of it was so good, so addictive, you were needy for it to never end.
plus, there was the sight of hyunjin lying below you, his hair messy and face flushed and sweaty. even below you, he still could get you mewling and whining in need of him.
"that's it," you rolled your hips and arched your back, face leaning into the hand hyunjin kept on your cheek. your eyes were closed yet were holding back small tears, mindlessly grinding and bouncing on him. "my little princess, getting nice and slutty over my cock. look so fucking perfect like this."
he moved the hand from your stomach to your tits, rolling the erect nipple under his thumb and making you let out a broken moan. his hips were thrusting upward to meet your own, your tits jiggling in his hand with each movement.
"so deep," you mewled, head falling back as you moved hyunjin's hand from your cheek to your lips - dumbly sucking on his fingers. you couldn't think properly, sentences were too eloquent for you. all you could think about was him and the cock snug inside you. hyunjin slowly pumped his fingers inside your mouth, groaning as you sucked on them like you would his cock.
your hips continued to move with ease, rolling and fucking down onto him, making it all feel so much better. "so fucking good," his head arched back into the pillow as much as it could, a moan falling from his plush lips making you clench around him. everything about him had such control over you, but those noises of his turned you into a dumb baby for him. "that's my good slutty princess."
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Stalker's Baby
Pairing: Austin Butler x reader ft Kaia Gerber
Warning: NONCON! Drugged sex, Enforced pregnancy, Stalker Reader, Dark reader, Breaking and Entering, Bondage, Blindfolding, Creampies, Obsessed Austin, Birth, Pregnancy, mention of Murder, Obsessed reader, Switch/submission reader, Dark humor, Degrading kink, Spanking, Dirty talk, Cockwarming, Austin wearing a necklace and rings during sex. ( yes, that is a warning.)
Summary: Your baby's fever has reached its full height, with a great-paying job you look up a sperm bank, and to your wonder, some big names had donated like Brad Pitt. But your favorite celebrity and obsession; Austin Butler hasn't. You'd be damned if you can't have his baby. ( can y'all see I want a baby really bad?)
A/N: I DO NOT condone this! This is purely fanfiction. I WILL NOT have hate. Don't read it if you don't like it. Hi my sweet doves, I would like to thank y'all for waiting patiently, was excited and looking forward. It took a little longer then I hope and I can't wait to see y'all reaction and before y'all might ask I will do sequel
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You sighed, walking into your dull, lifeless apartment, dropping the keys into your key bowel and flopping down onto the brown sofa. You were exhausted, having followed your billionaire boss from meeting to meeting, and being hit on by snobby married rich men was exhausting, not to mention having lunch with your annoying sister and her deadly cute baby. It seemed every day you were reminded of how much you wanted a kid of your own. It's not like you had trouble picking up a man, but they just weren't him.
Austin Butler became your whole world the first time you had seen him, his blue sparkling eyes, that heart-melting smile, and oh his voice! he was the most addicting drug, the way he moved and how he put his soul into his acting was magical, his very being was mesmerizing. He was your unhealthy obsession and you loved every bit of it.
A bing brought your attention to your phone 'AUSTIN BULTER CLOSE BY ROSE CAFE.' That's the Cafe by your neighborhood, you grinned and hastily got up to get out of your tight pencil skirt and blouse into your gray hoodie with black leggings, a baseball hat, and dark sunglasses
You, fortunately, showed up before him, you bought coffee with a donut, taking a bite out of your dessert you looked around the cafe you have always been an observed person so much you're able to disappear, without a trance.
You hummed at the wonderful taste of the hot beverage and the sweetness of your favorite dessert, you go to take another sip when the man of your dreams strolled through the glass iconed door, the light of the mid-day sun shined on him like a gorgeous angel that was here to take you to heaven. You quietly chuckled at that thought 'I'm going far from heaven for what im planning to do.' you planned to finally get want you wanted, you had always put people above you, and you would take the blame for your brothers and sister, did everything you were asked, you ignored your wants and needs for so long and you refuse to keep it that way.
You took one last sip of your drink and swallowed the rest of your round sweet. You got up as Austin sat down at the table a few feet away, throw away your trash and look at him and left your favorite cafe. You need to hurry to get ready. It will be tonight to finally take what you wanted for what seems like your whole life on earth, everything must be perfect, it had and will to.
Austin stirred, feeling smooth hands slide down his chest and to his v-line"Mm~baby not now, you have to work tomorrow" Austin smirked lazily, eyes still closed as he tried to put his hands on Kaia's waist but a rope stop that from happening. Austin's blue eyes snap open "What? Who are you?!" his glaze switched to his girlfriend's side of the bed to find her peacefully asleep "Don't worry about her sweetheart, I just give her something to make her sleep better. I couldn't have her ruining my plans, you know?" you smiled tilting your head innocent-like. Austin opened his mouth to snap back but his jaw dropped a little and his blue orbs took notice of the beautiful light blue number on you, fitting your figure perfectly.
Austin cursed in his mind as he felt the similar heat of arousal, he needed to fuck something, he needed fuck you. "What did you do to me?" he barked "Oh, I give you something to boost your stamina and get you ready. After all, we need to make sure that I get pregnant." You showed him the needle before throwing it into a wall behind you "Fuck.. Take me out." "Huh?" "Take. Me. Out." Austin snarled jerking his hips hard, against your covered pussy with a whimper you took his big-hard long twitching dick, the head a pretty shade of pink, his cock was a good 7-inches and thick, your mouth watered it was better than you had ever imagined but you took to long for Austin's tastes.
"Ride me. Now," he growled and glared at you through his low-lidded eyes, you quickly nodded and ripped your thong off, you let his tip slide up and down your soaking folds then lined him with your wet-hot velvet walls, you took him inch by inch till he was completely inside. Austin choked down a groan as you bounced and grind on his dick, he throw his head back, closed his baby blues, and pulled at the ropes, Goddamn your pussy was so tight, tighter than Kaia's, and each time you bounced, your cunt would clench down on his sensitive member as if afraid he'd disappear.
He's so close to busting, he couldn't keep quiet his moans and groans as you started slammed down at each bounce, with sometimes a roll of your hips "Fuck!" Austin hissed watching you plant your hands between his spreading legs and use that momentum to ride him faster and harder. The view of you swallowing his dick inside pushed him over "Fuck yes!" you cried as he panted and filled you, sweat covering both of your bodies, eyes locked in a passionate, lustful glaze.
Austin had got his breath before you, he watched your breasts move with every breath, he needed more, wanted more he open his legs wider and planted his feet against the mattress. He dragged his tongue across his bottom lip and used the strength in his feet and thrusted upward, he barely let you react with his hard thrusting and a smug smirk resting on his face, his gaze locked on your breasts that were trapped in your laced bra.
"Take your bra off," Austin grunted rolling his hips, and a gasp left you as you hurried to do what he ordered, the bra dropped onto his torso, fuck your boobs were beautiful he wanted to squeeze them, slap them, suck and nibble at your nipples. He wanted to slap your ass until it bruised for making him want for you, he wanted to you let him out so he could turn you and plow you into his shared bed until you're begging, and pushing him to stop but he wouldn't until he empty all his cum into you.
"Let me out." he commanded in a groan, his cock began to slam into your cervix "N-no." you cried, shaking your head no and from this pleasure, you never felt before. Austin uses his leverage to pound at a punishing speed and you came all over his dick so much some landed on the bed beside Austin, and you let out a loud moan when a harsh thrust pushed you onto Austin's chest, your lips and tongues met in a dance, his hips stuttered, spilling his seed into your fertile womb. The kiss kept going, his tongue licked against yours, and you were able to distract him enough that you reached for the third needle which had a safe sleeping drug, on the bedside table and gently put it in his shoulder Austin jumped when you pulled it out and back where you had it "What..was..in..that?" his words slurred, his eyes already closing.
You placed a kiss on his forehead as he succumbs unconscious, you reluctantly got off him, grabbed the plug you brought, and put it into your pleasantly-sore pussy to keep his hot cum inside, then you quickly put all three needles in a plastic pencil case and walked over to your duffle bag. Tossing the case and putting on the black hoodie with black booty shorts you pick the cleaning rag, your hunting pocket knife, and the rash cream. You set the items on the bedside table kneeled and began to clean your combined cum off Austin's still-hard cock, you got done and folded the rag tossed it by your bag then you picked up the knife and cut Austin's hands-free, and finally rubbed in the cream onto his red wrists.
You kissed both his palms then stuffed everything into the large bag, wrap it around your shoulder, rushed to your car, throw the duffle bag in the backseat, and sat down in your driving seat. Once you arrived and made it up to your apartment, you check everything you need before you left in an hour with your boss you couldn't stay here if Austin reported you, that's why you made sure to get every single piece of evidence that could be traced to you and even stop hacking his phone. Two large duffle bags on the couch, one filled with clothes, the 10k your boss provided, and identity-changing papers, the other was filled with things you swear you can't live without.
You had to make sure if he did, they wouldn't be able to find you, so you started breaking plates, glasses, and lambs you pushed your TV off the stand and busted one of your windows. Grabbing a knife you walked to your bedroom and made it look like you were fighting for your life. You sliced the side of your hand, letting your blood drip onto the floor before bandaging the wound, you inhale and looked around, you were gonna miss this place but it was time to move on. You grab the three bags and drove to Ki's private jet. 'Hawaii here I come.'
You sang softy to your 8-month baby boy as you got up from your rocking chair and laid him into his little crib, it was hard at first moving from everything you knew but you were lucky that your boss, now best friend ki went with you, you asked for a bit of money so you could move and to quit but imagine your surprise when he said he wanted to expand from his parent's old company why not to Hawaii? It was set after that night you would escape to Hawaii, you were expected to hear Austin telling the media what happened but you saw nor heard anything which you of course you was grateful for, Ki had brought you a cozy house, car, and everything you needed for you to continue to work for him.
Being pregnant with Hudson wasn't easy, sure ki helped but you wanted Austin, and that was insane he hated you, he probably wanted you to die for what you did, he wouldn't love you or his son. You smiled sadly and walked into the kitchen to get water to drink, you finished the water with a large sip when you felt a lanky arm wrap itself around your waist, the cup in your hand dropped to the floor and you opened your mouth to scream but a hand clasped it "It's not that easy to get away." A deep raspy voice whispered in your ear and pushed his hard-on against your barely t-shirt-covered ass " I couldn't get off you know, no matter how many times I fucked Kaia or some woman I could cum at the thought of you." he hissed bucking his hips, you let out a whine already feeling your wetness ran down your leg.
"You were hard to find, not until I saw the news about your fucking boss's new business down here and what do I see? you, my pretty little stalker right by him," Austin hissed, pushing his pants down and slamming his cock into your pussy, his hands on your waist "Mm fuck." you mewled as Austin used your hips to fucked you harder muffled pants and moans along with skin clapping against skin surrounded the living room and a whimper stopped Austin med-thrust, he looked at the open nursery entrance with the sudden realization, a little cry is what made him move, he took one step as he slammed into forcing you to walk to keep your balance.
"Should we check on your baby? Like a good mama?" Austin mocked, he showed no mercy with his pounding not even as you stand above your still-sleeping baby holding onto his crib which rocked from the power behind Austin's hips "P-please, not ah here." you plead holding on to his hands, moans low, to not wake up Hudson, lucky Austin decided to show mercy to you and fucking you out the room "Where's your bedroom?" he granted biting your neck "down the hall." you squint your eyes shut as you felt your upcoming orgasm, it seemed in no time you stood before the edge of your queen-size mattress and without warning, Austin pushed you on the bed his cock slipped out with wetting pop, you moved to lay on your back, and lifted yourself on your elbows to watch what your obsession will do to you.
His eyes were a striking electric blue, his intense gaze made it hard to look at him. His hands rip his shirt off , and the motion causes his glistening golden chain to smack against his collarbone leaving just his naked body, chain, rings, and a black silk bracelet. No, it wasn't a bracelet but a blindfold, your breath hitched as he untied it from his wrist, his eyes never looked away from you "Take the shirt off." He finally spoke, breaking intense sexual tension, you took the shirt and throw it somewhere in the room as he got onto the bed, putting himself between your legs, blindfold in hand. Sitting up on your hands you are mesmerized by this beautiful man, his long fingers made work to tie the silk around your eyes "Relax." he whispered into your ear as he gently manhandled you to lay on your side with him behind you, he lifted your leg and the room was silent for only a moment until he plunged his cock inside, hitting your cervix, pushing you over with a sobbing wail, his rough pace returned.
He grips hard on your thigh, drilling into your abused vagina, pants, and growls leave him, it felt so good, he needed your pussy to survive, he'd lose his mind if he can't have this, you "You wanted a baby so bad right?" his hips thrusted upwards, causing stars to dance around your blacked vision "I'll give you another" he groans, turning you over on your stomach, his thighs spread yours wider, his forearms rested by your head, his sweaty chest against your hot back, his chain cooled down your nape and his balls left a sting sensation you welcome on your folds and clit. "Fuck." Austin moaned, throwing his head back, his eyes rolled back and his wet golden-sandy locks clung to his forehead as his rutting become sloppy "Please. cum, I want another baby." you whine, and a familiar warmth painted your womb "Oh God," Austin let a shaky breath, a blissed out smile on his pink lips as you untie the blindfolded.
Austin hasn't felt at peace since he had you nothing could satisfy him, not Kaia nor any women after, he had to force himself to cum each time. The only time he truly could cum was the panties you left funny how you got everything like you weren't even there but those, he washed them off course but it wasn't enough he needed the real thing. He searched for you, the disdained he felt as he watched the news about a rich young man that was starting a new company business bout for knows what just as he was gonna switch the channel when his mystery stalker, heavy pregnant mind you—handed the rich boy some notes for his speech. His rage met a new high that day and it didn't help with Kaia coming storming in with your underwear accusing him of cheating and spilling how she cheated on him multiple times well he saw white. He didn't know he did it until he was washing the blood from his hands, he buried her with a patch of flowers, her favorites, and it made him look like he took up gardening. Luckily he heard where to find you.
Austin hooked his arm around you and moved you both to lie on your sides, his cock still nestled deep inside "Goodnight baby." he chuckled, kissing the back of your head as he slowly fell asleep, cuddling your already asleep self.
You woke up with a little bit of a startle as everything that happened last night came flooding to you "You okay,baby?" Austin said tiredly and kissed your neck his arm still keeping you against him, his body heat warmed you in the otherwise cold room. You smiled softly, it was happening, your dreams were coming true. " Can I see my child now?" Austin asked "Yes." you giggled.
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danidandandadididan · 2 months
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Alr you know what Im gonna ask for. You mentioned her in the srpska post so, Herze hcs?
Herze Head cannons time
Again 2 points:
1. Yes i do know when Tix made her she was probably referring to Herceg Bosna, and not Hercegovina as a whole. I am breaking that rule cause I am biased
2. Once again, I am from Hercegovina myself, and since Hercegovina has no important figure i can’t make the same Milorad Dodik joke in the last post
ANYWAY
1. Design wise nothing too interesting, I do imagine she has a lot of Sunspots tho
2. Also thick ass arms. Idk every woman from Herzegovina is always jacked
3. 166 cm for Herzegovina with Tijana Bošković existing is a spit to the face, she should be 180 cm at least
4. Thick brown hair, possibly wavy, though we barely see her hair down
5. Her “pre-conversion” name was Danica
6. She never converted actually, she remained Christian the entire Ottoman period
7. She read the bible to Ilija every night
8. Probably cut most of her hair off and pretended to be a male poturica (a serbian convert), where she went by the name Idriz
9. She wore mostly Turk-like clothing, probably stolen from a few Poturica-s she’s killed
10. Though she still wore the Herzegovinian hat, so it sent subliminal messaging of who she really was so Ilija and Montenegro didn’t have a hard time recognizing her in disguise
11. Once the Ottomans figured out her gimmick they degradingly called her Idriza, which is where her current name originates from
12. Was forcefully married to Enis afterwards
13. She refused to take his last name, the only reason people think she took it is from superficial assumption
14. I don’t imagine her being related to Croatia, she was nicknamed “Serbian Sparta” after all
15. However I di imagine Herzegovina going to Croatia for help, only for him to take off the Herzegovinian hat off of her. Symbolically representing Croats trying to strip away Herzegovinians of their culture as they came to Dalmatia for help.
16. He also tried to convert her, didn’t work at first but it took a toll on her
17. Best Bonding time with Ilija was the Herzegovinian uprising
18. She will feel the same way later in 1993 when the serbs and croats collaborated against the Muslims one more time
19. Sadly, they probably drifted apart as he grew up and became his own thing
20. Also a tarp carrier, once again easy weapon holding but it’s her holding onto her past
21. Had a meaningful connection with Zeta (Montenegro) at the time of the serbian empire, which is where their strong historical bond started
22. “Hladno krvna” as in cold blooded in serbian. Could actually be about her being very cold, but also about her getting physically cold easily
23. Ambiguously calls herself “Christian” and doesn’t specify if she’s Catholic or Orthodox
24. Celebrates Orthodox Christmas with Srpska, Monte and Serbia every time lmfao
25. Serbian new years with Srpska only though
26. I imagine the house of BiH (as in Bosnia, Herzegovina and Srpska) is somewhere outside of Sarajevo, though she probably has a smaller house in Gacko or Trebinje where she goes to so she can feel reconnected to her rural identity
27. Very specifically she has a house with a chimney, weird preference but ok
28. She kept a relationship with Montenegro for the most time during the Ottoman period, the two kind of depending on each other most of the time.
29. Turkish coffee 4 times a day, she isn’t addicted to caffeine she’s just a mom from the area
30. Goran Bregović fan, probably cause she’s also half Croatian and half Serbian
31. Despite not liking the cold, she’d rather be in a freezing river than a warm sea
32. Probably won the cross on Bogojavljenje at least once
33. Also has a very obnoxious Herzegovinian accent, except she throws in Croatian words and it sounds even worse than whatever alien language Ilija is speaking
34. Knows the whole Gorski Vijenac book by memory
35. She told Enis their marriage reminds her of the Hasanaginica story and he crossed his arms and looked at her disapprovingly for the rest of the evening
36. She has a Red Brojanica, the silver cross on the red rope is kind of a nudge to Zahumlje / Duchy of st. Sava in the past
Anyways Herze doodle to get the idea
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yo im cumming to simons cooking tutorial videos anon your reply was everything i imagined and better. he's such a dreamy and annoying dickhead i need him so bad. was wondering, does simon also wear his ring on a chain around his neck? is he ex military in this au? does his wife start exercising w him or does he have to drag her to go for a run with him to see the sunrise? what does simon wear in and out of the kitchen? id love to hear more of their dynamic they're probably my favourite couple atm... LOLLLL
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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THESE TWO!!!
I have tried to answer them best I can!
Does Simon also wear his ring as a chain around his neck?
Yes! At first, both of you agree to do this because you want to keep your wedding private. You had a quiet ceremony, just the two of you, and you want to savour it. The rings also become a sticky issue when you get in your head a bit about what people will think. So you just continue to wear them around your necks. It never fails to make Simon's heart swell to three times it's size when he sees you from across the kitchen in the middle of a very busy service, fiddling with the chain. He knows that if you wore his ring on your finger, you'd be turning it round and round. It's only when you get hit on by a dude on a staff night out, that Simon gets so mad, and so mad possessive, he actually buys you another ring that you can wear on your finger. When you turn up to work with it and Soap sees it, he squeals in a pitch only dogs can hear.
Is Simon ex military in this AU?
He is not, though you do think that when you first start working for him. Simon's just a big boy.
Do you start exercising with him or does he have to drag you to go with him?
Oooh this is a good one! Big surprise, Simon is a bit of a gym bro. He's not addicted to it or anything, but recognises that the weird, unsocial hours he works means that any sort of meaningful routine to go to the gym goes out the window. He goes when he can, and the man's all about the strength training. In relation to you (the reader), you tell me! Are you a gym person? If you are, then here's how it goes: You try not to go to the gym together. He is...far too attractive and distracting while he bench presses your body weight and runs on the treadmill for so long without a break. You've been the beneficiary of his stamina though, so you can't complain too much. If you're not a gym person: You feel him wake up at the ass crack of dawn one day, and you just assume he's off to the gym, so you murmur a sleepy see you later babe. But he's sitting on your side of the bed, brushing your hair back and you smell fresh coffee, so like a fiend, you make grabby motions for it. He convinces you to go for an early morning walk with him, and he takes you to his favourite spot in the city. You kiss him with the sunrise at his back, and it makes him feel like he's a fucking God.
What does Simon wear in and out of the kitchen?
In the kitchen: Chef whites, always. Long-sleeved chef jacket (occasionally rolled up neatly to his forearms). Black chef's trousers. Timberlands. Out of the kitchen: Dark jeans and a black hoodie or black jeans and a black hoodie. When he's around you, out of the kitchen (and occasionally in the kitchen): Nary a stitch of clothing.
Thank you for your questions!! I love you, anon, you are so special to me!!
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thepenultimateword · 2 years
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im addicted to "date or die" help
(have some tea because I don't know how to ask for a next part without offering you something in return-)
♥️🍵♥️
Awww thank you!
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Part One, Part Two, Part Three
CW: Poison, vomit
Supervillain caught Villain's hand as they snuck yet another pickle from between the thick, mayonnaise-smothered bread of their sandwich.
“Stop picking it apart and just eat it.”
“But I don't like these things," Villain complained, yanking free and dropping the pickle onto a growing pile of soggy vegetables in the corner of their tray. It was pretty hard to be scared of one of the country's most deadly when their death was already scheduled for that afternoon.
"At least eat the lettuce." Supervillain lifted the top bread, scooped up a few limp leaves, and slapped them back on top of the ham.
"Hey!" Villain tried to pry Supervillain's hand away, but the more they pulled, the harder the master criminal pressed the sandwich against the table. "You're crushing it!
Supervillan raised their brow. "Are you going to eat the lettuce?"
"Yes!"
Supervillain relinquished their grip, and Villain seized their meal in both hands. Once it was secured, they shot the other villain a sideways glance.
"No..."
Villain swiped the lettuce out with the corner of the top bread slice then took out half the sandwich in one massive bite.
"You little--" Supervillain stopped, apparently noticing Friend's idle gaze on them, and plopped their hand on Villain's head instead. Their fingers dragged soft through their hair in a very good imitation of fond exasperation. "You're insufferable."
Why do you care if I eat my vegetables when I'm going to die today?
That's what Villain wanted to say, but there were some things even a dead person didn’t dare say to Supervillain, so they just leaned their full cheek against the inside of Supervillain’s arm and faked a cheeky smile. They were getting pretty good at this pretend dating stuff. Too bad it hadn’t amounted to much.
Friend and their spouse sat on the bench across from them, tanned and freshly returned from their honeymoon. Villain had been racking their brain for days for another life-saving plan, but here they were on their date with absolutely nothing. Supervillain would kill them as soon as they got home. Villain could have laughed at themself. Home? That house was a prison. And yet it’d never brought them fear or discomfort. Maybe that made it worse.
They knew things now. Things that no victim should know about their executioner. They knew that supervillain sang in the shower every morning. They knew that they didn't drink coffee. or any hot drink for that matter, but were partial to lukewarm water. They knew they were a health nut but still snuck seconds on dessert. They knew it took them either three hours on the punching bag or two episodes of Cake Boss to get to sleep when they were stressed and that they rubbed their feet together when sleepy. Most importantly, they knew they were a person, a fact that had successfully slipped under the radar in the three years Villain worked for them. Because of that they finally understood why the criminal killed so many of their own people. Fear. Fear that one day someone would pick up too many secrets, too many pieces of their kingdom, and overthrow them. And Villain wasn't sure that was something they could talk them out of.
"Looks like you two are closer than ever," Friend said, teeth gritting with their smile.
Geez, this dude had issues. It was satisfying at first, but couldn't they just let it go? They were married for goodness sakes. They couldn't be possessive of Supervillain forever.
"What can I say?" Supervillain shrugged. "They're a sweetheart."
"Not exactly your usual type," Friend said.
"Ah, the type that lets me decide what they eat on their sandwiches?" They ruffled Villain's hair a little and pecked their forehead. "Don't worry, I'm very much past that."
Friend followed each movement like a knife lined up for the throw and offered another smile, this one even more like a grimace than the last one. "No, I meant your real type. You know, other supervillains, super powerhouses, people like that."
Villain forced smooth the confused lines scrunching their face, however, the disbelief remained. For as much history as they shared, how did Friend not realize that the type they described was exactly what intimidated Supervillain? That it was the reason they treated partners like dolls in the first place? Friend was an exception because of their longstanding relationship as crime partners in the past, and they were obviously trying to remind Supervillain of that connection, but were they seriously that stupid?
"I'm not sure what you mean," Supervillain said, tilting their head innocently. "I've always preferred people like Villain."
Friend's nails tore through their sandwich wrappings as they curled into fists. "I see."
Villain applauded silently. As their situation was, they wouldn't exactly say they were on Supervilllain's side, but they felt even less sympathetic for Friend. Not with their manipulative behavior. At least Supervillain was honest...or as honest as you could be while fake dating your ex-employee and now-hostage.
"Hon," Friend's Spouse said, pulling on their arm. "Let's take a walk, hm?" They turned to Supervillain and Villain as they slid out of the booth. "Want us to refill your drinks while we're up?"
"Sure," Supervillain said without hesitation, obviously still preening from their masterful comeback. They shoved both their cups at the couple before Villain had time to make the appropriate light protest. Luckily, Friend's Spouse didn't seem bothered by the breach in social etiquette, and taking a cup in each hand, they looped arms with Friend and made their way to the soda dispenser on the other side of the restaurant.
Supervillain dropped their hand from Villlain's head to the back of their seat, a low chuckle rising in their throat.
"Maybe you should cut it back a little," Villain said.
"What are you talking about?"
"Next time you see them you'll have 'broken up with me.' Don't push it too far. Unless you've changed your mind about killing me today?"
"I absolutely have not," Supervillain said, folding their arms. "But I am feeling somewhat merciful after today's performance, so we can push it back to this evening."
"How magnanimous."
"Don't get mouthy."
Villain shivered a little under their glare. Wow, they really were getting too brave. Maybe this fake dating situation had gotten to their head.
"Don't you think your friend is being strange?" They partly said it in hopes of taking Supervillain's attention off them, but they were also truly unsettled.
"They're always strange," Supervillain said, but a sudden grin curved up their jaw. "Oh, do you mean how completely and utterly humiliated they've been today?"
"You have a strange way of showing your affection."
Supervillain scoffed. "As if they didn't start it."
"But no," Villain continued. "It's more than that. They're giving me some really dangerous vibes."
"They're a supervillain, what do you expect?"
Villain spotted the couple circling back around, and it really was none of their concern anyway, so they simply nodded. "I guess your right."
"Here you are," Friend's Spouse announced cheerily, setting the tall paper cups down in front of them. "Oh!" They switched the drinks' places. "Actually, this one is yours, Villain."
That strange feeling was back again.
"I'm sorry," Villain replied just as bright. "I'm actually not very thirsty. I shouldn't have had you refill it."
"It's no problem." The beautiful civilian waved away their apology with a neatly manicured hand. "We were over there anyway. So don't drink it if you don't feel up to it."
Maybe Villain was overreacting after all. And what did they even care if they were right? Were they really that desperate to live an extra few hours? Maybe it had less to do with the when and more to do with the who. They'd made this deal with Supervillain. If anyone was going to kill them, they should be the one to do it.
Supervillain apparently had none of the same qualms and downed their own drink in a few gulps. "Thanks for the lunch, you two, but we should get going, now. We have evening plans to get ready for."
Oh boy, did they have evening plans.
"Of course," Friend said. They gave Supervillain a hardy embrace as they stood up and clapped Villain's shoulder in a much friendlier manner than they'd been demonstrating earlier. Their spouse's hug was more believable. If anything really had been done to their drink, Friend had probably put them up to it.
"Let's get together again soon," Supervillain threw out before wrapping their arm around Villain's shoulders and leading them back to the car.
As they slid into the driver's seat, a sudden assault of short violent coughs made them double in their seat.
"Alright?" Villain asked automatically.
Supervillain cleared their throat. "Just a tickle."
By the time they got back to Supervillain's house, that tickle had turned into a cold sweat and shallow breathing. Villain stood behind Supervillain with their hands outstretched in case the criminal suddenly toppled backward.
Supervillain's suddenly clapped their hands over their mouth and ran stumbling to the bathroom, knocking their shoulder on the door frame on the way. Villain raced after them and, since the door wasn't closed, peeked inside. The master criminal braced themself over the toilet, long, dark hair curtaining their face as they proceeded to lose their entire lunch.
"Is it food poisoning?" Villain asked optimistically when there was a pause.
"It's some sort of poisoning," Supervillain coughed bitterly.
They surged up from the floor to grab the glass on the edge of the counter, dumping their toothbrush into the sink before spewing the next round of vomit inside. They sank back to their knees, fumbling their phone out of their pocket and struggling to put in the security code. They heaved again before they got any further.
"I need you to do something for me," they gasped into the toilet bowl, a shiver running down their spine. "Go to my contacts and search up Healer. Send a text telling them I need them to make a toxicology report on a sample of mine."
Villain debated for several seconds whether they should actually do as Supervillain said or if they should simply hide the phone away and wait for nature to take its course. Supervillain's pitifulness got the better of them.
The rumor of Supervillain's relationship had already been spread to most of their network, so when Healer showed up at the door, the look they gave Villain and the cup of vomit in their hand was slightly less condescending than it might have been previously.
"You know this is typically done with blood," Healer said as they stepped into the bathroom.
"Don't get...get cute with me. You get what you get." Supervillain smacked their lips several times to speak and the eyes squinted through their hair showed more iris than pupil.
Healer brushed the hair to the side, wrinkling their nose at the bile caught in the ends. "How's your vision."
"Blurry." Supervillain looked like they wanted to lean over the toilet again, but they forced themself to stay upright and meet Healer's eyes. Villain had nearly forgotten about their pride. Perhaps they only showed their weakness to Villain because they knew it didn't matter.
"Your symptoms look like a reaction to belladonna, but I'm going to take this back with me to be sure." They raised the cup in the air with thinly veiled disgust. "I'll be back as soon as I can."
"I'm immune to belladonna," Supervillain said.
Healer raised their brow.
"Or in the process," Supervillain amended. "I'm past the life-threatening stage."
"I'm still going to act quickly. Keep throwing up."
"You don't have to tell me." As soon as Healer was out of the room they dove back down.
Villain knelt helplessly behind them and stared at the plush shower rug. Looked like they lived another day, though it wasn't how they expected it to happen. Several scenarios ran through their head. The first: to make a run for it, though, as they'd already established, they weren't confident in their ability to evade Supervillain once they recovered. The second: kill Supervillain first while they were in this weakened state. That is, become Supervillain's worst fear.
Villain rolled it over in their mind for a few seconds but eventually came to the same result as earlier. There was something too sickening about that thought, especially with the usually robust Supervillain drained to a husk of themself on the floor. Villain had just never been the type of killer to target the defenseless or cause unnecessary pain. So be it. They'd continue on their current path.
Villain pulled Supervillain’s hair back into a thick bundle and rubbed soft circles between their shoulder blades. Surpisingly, Supervillain didn't fight it, instead dissolving into a shivering mess. Each time they heaved, Villain patted their back and murmured meaningless comforts into their ear.
“Can you lean over the tub?” Villain asked when the finally seemed dry.
“I still feel like I’m going to throw up,” Supervillain moaned. Cold sweat glistened on the nape of their neck and trickled beneath their shirt collar.
“It’s ok if you do, there’s a drain,” Villain said, wrapping their arm around their shoulder and guiding them over. Supervillain's head flopped forward and they gripped the tub edge so hard their knuckles went white.
Villain lifted their hand off their back just long enough to pull down the showerhead and temper the water, then they were back at Supervillain's side, spraying all the crusted vomit from their hair. They dragged their fingers gently from scalp to ends, then faced the showerhead away to lather in a generous amount of shampoo. Once the hair was rinsed once again, they twisted it all up in a towel and helped Supervillain to their feet.
The supervillain leaned heavily on them all the way to their bedroom where Villain laid them on their side atop the covers. As soon as they were settled, Villain made a run to the bathroom for a brush and a second towel and then to the kitchen for a bowl in case the criminal threw up again. When they returned, Supervillain was curled up in a fetal position with their eyes scrunched shut.
“Let’s dry your hair, hm?” Villain said, settling down beside them. They unwrapped the soaked towel and began rubbing the dry one up and down the criminal’s damp locks. As the long hair fluffed, Villain pulled Supervillains head into their lap and began brushing their long hair to the middle of their back.
“There you go," they said after a few minutes, nodding at the clean, shiny hair proudly. They went to get up, but Supervillain caught weakly to their wrist.
“Don’t stop,” they ordered, though it came out more like a plea.
Villain blinked. “Oh. Ok.”
They resumed the brushing and Supervillain closed their eyes. Villain's arm fell into a silent rhythm with the passing seconds, to the point where they weren't aware of the sky darkening outside. They weren't sure how long they sat there, but it was Supervillain who finally broke the quiet.
“You're only doing this because you don’t want me to kill you."
“That's true," Villain said. "But I also don’t think it’s right to let anybody suffer.”
“What kind of a villain are you?”
“Being a villain doesn’t make me a monster. Isn't that how it goes for most of us? We'd all be heroes if it weren't for just a few rebellious quirks?"
Goosebumps ran up Supervillain's arms and the back of their neck, so Villain took the bottom corner of the bed covers and folded them over Supervillain's middle.
"Anyway, it's not all selflessness. I also get the awful feeling that something terrible might happen to me if you’re out of the way.”
"Like what?"
Villain paused. They couldn't exactly say. It was the same pit of anxiety that hit them when Supervillain had asked to meet with them three weeks ago. Probably not so much a superpower as it was an instinct. A deep, foreboding dread that chewed mildly at their insides.
"Who do you think poisoned you?" they asked instead.
"Friend's Spouse. They were the one who refilled our drinks and they were very particular about which one I got."
Villain hadn't thought about it that way before, that the civilian hadn't switched drinks to harm them but to spare them. "That makes sense actually seeing how jealous Friend has been acting lately. Maybe they wanted you out of the way so there was nobody to compete with anymore."
And to think they thought Friend's Spouse might be nice.
"What a hack job if it turns out to be belladonna." Supervillain's stomach gurgled and they curled in on themself for a moment. "Won't they be shocked when I show up for our next double date."
"Wait 'our' as in me and you?"
"Hm."
"Aren't you killing me tonight? Or, er, once you feel up to it?"
"Not after this," Supervillain said. "It's war, now. How do you feel about pushing your death off a little further?"
A weight Villain hadn't known they were carrying lifted off their shoulders. They had to hold back the relief in their voice. "Sounds fine to me."
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Supervillain watched Villain's softly rising chest. They'd nodded off a few minutes ago and now half their body was sprawled out across the bed while the other half dangled over the edge. They were likely to fall off in that position.
Supervillain gingerly scooted a couple feet toward the other end then wrapped both arms around the smaller criminal's middle and dragged them fully onto the mattress. The small exertion left them panting and awkwardly draped around Villain.
A knock followed by the creak of the front door announced Healer's arrival. No one knew the real status of their relationship, so they didn't bother removing themself before Healer entered the room.
To their professional credit, the doctor blanched for only a moment.
"Belladonna," they confirmed. Supervillain was oddly relieved when they didn't ask them to lift their arm from around Villain's waist as they injected the antidote into their shoulder.
Supervillain winced, and Villain groaned a little in their sleep as they gripped them tighter. "I hate needles. I hate them."
"I know," Healer said, "but you'll be feeling better in no time, if not a touch sleepy."
'Touch' was an understatement. Supervillain felt like their brain had been overlaid with fog. They tried not to show it though. They wanted this person out of their house first.
"Thanks, doc. Really appreciate the assist. Now...could you..."
They flicked their eyes toward the door.
"Of course," Healer said, still all professionalism. "I'll stop by again tomorrow."
Supervillain listened for the front door to open and close before tiredly plopping their chin on Villain's shoulder.
"I don't think I can kill you," they whispered. It wasn't something they'd fully allowed to develop in their head, let alone say out loud, but there it was. "I'm much too fond of you being alive."
They spread their mouth into a wide yawn. Their limbs suddenly felt too heavy to move, so against better judgment they snuggled in closer.
"You don't act scared but I know that you are. Do you think you could...ever not be? Or maybe...forgive me?"
Folds of thick darkness swept over them slow and sudden, dragging them down down down into a vast dreamless sleep. No time, no thoughts, no end. Until the light pierced their eyes. Not the familiar glow of the sun through the blinds, something paler, harsh. The ceiling lights? But why were those on? More poignant than that was the emptiness of their arms. It took several moments to remember why that was important, but when it finally hit, it hit hard.
Maybe Villain had gone back to their own bed. Supervillain wouldn't blame them.
The creak of the bedroom door sent their heart jumping, and they had to practically pry their eyelids open. They struggled to blink away the combined blur of sleep and tears, but the picture slowly came into focus.
"Good morning," Friend grinned into their face.
Part Five
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khonshuscondemned · 2 years
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Steven’s favorite tea?🤔 Or all their fave beverages
STEVEN DRINKS LONDON FOGS CHANGE MY MIND (you can’t). also nonny you have opened up a whole WORLD of hc my dear so pls buckle up.
(yes i will be including the moob knife* coffee order breakdown in this ask)
First and foremost- Steven’s fav tea depends on what he has laying around in his flat. he strikes me as the type to purchase large amounts of tea in bulk and can throw things together to make his drinks yummy no matter his ingredients list. The only time he gets the same drink over and over is when he orders from tea/coffee shops. I can see Steven drinking any kind of white tea with honey.
I don’t think he’s as big a coffee person as he is a tea person, but when Steven does drink coffee i think he takes it black with maybe a little bit too much brown sugar and he is a little snooty about the beans (aka he enjoys buying his coffee from a fancy-schmancy roastery).
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Marc’s coffee addiction is through the roof tho- and tbh same could be said for Jake’s (jake is just much more subtle about it). Marc drinks any kind of coffee from anywhere, any time no questions asked. he hates it black but will down most of the whole thing in one go if he can, just for the caffeine. Fav kinda coffee tho ? Marc likes it sweet. You know the whole ‘one coffee, black as my soul’ and the barista hands over a ridiculously all-frills-included sweet caramel oatmilk extra whip add chai and vanilla iced latte light ice extra sprinkles (or alt: white chocolate mocha three pumps raspberry extra whip made with half & half) ?? that’s Marc’s favourite coffee drink. It’s also really funny to me okay sjfkfjsbf. (Will go over Moob Knife’s drink order at the end*)
Jake likes hot cocoa. he likes warm apple cider or wassil or hot lemon water with honey. he’s the type o’ guy that actually finds comfort in questions like ‘can i get you glass of warm milk’ (weirdo. ((affectionate)). To Jake Lockley, any warm beverage is a comfort beverage . coffee isn’t usually considered in the same category (even if it’s a hot drink) bc for Jake, caffeine is fuel in the tank. he’s probably the only one out of the three of them that doesn’t give a fuck what his coffee tastes like as long as he can chug it (marc swears he’s the same but if his coffee isn’t sweet asf he won’t finish it).
Now. the Moob Knife* order.
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i broke down his order in the moon moots gc a while back but for Reasons im including it here bc i can and no one cans top me .
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sorry this might’ve gotten out of hand. ksjfxlsjdkfjd.
((send me MK asks!))
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ember20sblog · 7 months
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I thought since I’ve been on here for a hot minute, I’d introduce myself and tell u a little bit about me:)
First off, Ember is kinda like my alter ego name that I use for pretty much all my social media accounts except Facebook (made that account when I was 14 and it’s mainly for family). My real name is Alyssa but I’ve never really liked that name for myself. Im 21 years old but I definitely feel like I have the mind of a teenager lol
My favorite color is black🖤
My favorite food is popcorn 🍿
I’m a coffee addict☕️ also have an obsession with coffee mugs (especially Halloween mugs)
My favorite animal(s) is an elephant, owl, cardinals (I honestly love all animals Lmaoo)
My favorite hobbies are writing poetry and occasionally drawing
I have been diagnosed so far with C-PTSD, MDD, GAD, an eating disorder (I’ve had anorexia nervosa b/p subtype as well as bulimia and ednos) I’m also being evaluated for mood disorders
I have 2 biological sisters and 4 half siblings (3 half sisters and 1 half brother) I’m the youngest
I have a dog named mufasa who’s a shitzhu mix
I suffer from lots of chronic illnesses as well
I never finished high school. I only went freshman year but missed a lot bc I kept getting sick. I tried homeschooling but I was too mentally unstable and physically sick to do most of the work. And I was in the psych ward and ED residential treatment during sophomore year so I finally just gave up. I haven’t gotten my GED yet bc again I have a lot of physical and mental health issues that make things 10x harder to do
I’m pretty much a homebody but I wish I wasn’t. I wish I had friends but I don’t
I struggle with my sexuality and identity bc of my religious family and what I grew up on. I’m pretty sure I’m a lesbian but I’m not 100% sure. I just know deep down I’m not straight. So maybe queer? Idk but it’s hard when u have homophobic parents and siblings. I’ve only kinda come out to two of my aunts who are supportive but I struggle with internal homophobia bc of the way I was raised and the beliefs that were taught to me. But I’m working on accepting myself
I’m more vegetarian then vegan bc I eat some animal products (some dairy and stuff made with eggs) but I eat a lot of vegan foods. I’m allergic to gluten and lactose intolerant so it’s easier to be vegan most times but I’ll allow myself to get away with eating some animal products. But I refuse to eat meat. Just grosses me out
I’m not big on having a favorite movie or show but I do like superhero movies (marvel not d.c.) my favorite genres of movies are thrillers, action, horror, and some comedy.
The shows I’ve been watching are supernatural, the fosters, American horror story, and SpongeBob (yes SpongeBob bc it’s nostalgic for me and reminds me of a happier time)
I need more shows and movies to watch so if u have any good recommendations pls comment them below!! I also have been trying to find more lgbtq+ movies and shows too
My favorite season is fall and my favorite holiday is Halloween
That’s all I can think for right now but if u have anymore questions feel free to ask me anything:)
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spaciebabie · 2 years
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*Points* YOU! YES YOU! Tell me about your ocs please. Any oc. The oc you can never design right, or the oc that won't stop changing, Any. Just tell me about your ocs!
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GRRRRRRRARAGRGARGA
ANGIE MY BELOVED
this guy.....i have given him the most amount of trauma At The Start. he's already gone (and is still going thru shit) and b/c he's already had it tough he's gonna end up being the wisest person by the end of the story most likely (in his own way)
fuckin this guy's a tech nerd and if i knew more abt computers n junk i would be more specific but thats rlly. all i can say. he makes funny programs, he can code, he makes robots, aaalll that shit!!
fun fact: angie is a relatively new character that ive created for two! he (along w/ness) were not in the original story, but.....kat had like....NO friends and w/all the shit she was gonna go thru she really needed them lol. it also didn't make sense w/her character ta have her have no friends?? at that point in time i was revamping kat's personality cuz i realized she was too much Like Me and I didn't wanna create a self insert lol 😅
ANYWAYS- angie's got the worst of life w/in the last 2ish years, dead dad, depression caused from dead dad, struggling family b/c of the sudden loss of income (at this point in the story his family is more stable, but that's the reason he originally started working at kat's parent's cafe), anger issues caused by depression from dead dad, and on toppa all that, he's in honors classes!! man's has got it tough!!
he's also the eldest sibling in his houshold n has got 5 siblings!! (here's a wip of them i never finished. this would've been his fam 2 yrs ago)
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him n the sister he's smirking at are at eachother's throats a lot lol. she's sorta similar ta ness but a lot more blunt. they shoulder the burden of being the eldest, sort of a team but not really? angie takes the brunt of the burden. eldest siblings (me) understand.
he's got ta deal w/being held ta such a high standard n he's constantly under pressure ta succeed, ta do great ta make his family proud, n now that his dad is dead he feels like he owes it ta him ta do well by him.
beyond the sad stuff he had a major caffine addiction that his mother put a stop ta. he had a habit of procrastinating and then pulling coffee fueled all nighters, except now that he cant have coffee anymore he supplements it w/soda (his mother will NOT allow energy drinks he sneaks some anyways tho. ((his mother is not happy abt him drinking sodie)))
he's a meme king and irl shitposter and a very Big Boi (6ft!) he's got a new york accent as well!
fun fact numero dos: angie is one of the several characters who i am completely unsure of their orientation. i feel like he could be the queerest person on the planet and yet also be the straightest most cis-dude ever. idk ik he likes girls thats the most ive come up w/so far.
he loves his friends so much dude!! they've helped him thru so much and he's done so much dumb shit w/them (like The Bruisehouse, of which the trio of kat, angie, n ness is named after. they're still quite famous from what they did in elementary school). honestly he just wants ta relax. you can see that reflected in his clothing choices (yk besides being a sans kinnie n liking utdr) he's one of those kids in middle school who dresses in shorts n short sleeves no matter the weather n is like, "im not cold"
him n kat met first and were bffs b4 they met ness n she was added inta the group, so they're a bit closer in that aspect!
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silvernevermind · 2 months
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mine hourly comics!!! i had a lot of fun doing em i hope you like ^_^ i know this pics here are a bit shite but i plan to clean these up with a pen later
transcription of all text in image description/below cut!
-cohost.com / oh shit its hourly comic -hey i could do that! -aw fuck! / has already been awake 4 hours 4:10
-hey can i buy a custom fetish video? / yeah of course! what do you want in the vid? -fuck yes i love money! -custom video you are a pure piggy addicted to smelly sauces. 1- you need a jar of mayo spilled mayo on…" 5:00
-where is this last person? / me playing fortnite -the circle is the size of a pea… -literally a foot away / bang bang / (still won btw) 6:40
-lalalala / (dipped donuts in coffee 4 the first time yesterday and going to get more) -lalalala -wehhhhh / (donuts missing) 7:05
-today i will learn a good method of pirating kindle books -(learning IRC chat stuff) / (it was kinda scary…) -YAY!!! / douglas adams / dont panic 8:20
-animal crossing! nooks store opened! heres todays items / baby bear -shortcake shirt -twig parasol / (the only item i didnt buy) 9:20
-ive been craying spicy ramen a lot recently… -im in an online class as i draw this… / (anthropology class) -(crying cause spicy) / but as soon as class ends im eating mine ramen!!! 10:40
-i dont USUALLY like spicy instant ramen -so since i started craving it, ive been trying new ramen brands -todays was so yucky i tossed it out / bleh! / and made another that i liked 11:40
-my sleep patterns suck -usually i take 2-3 short naps a day / and when i nap is always shifting -anyways, its time for bed! / zzz 12:00
-i had a dream about Law one piece / Beppo is here too -i was debating with someone if he would kill me -now that im awake, i think he would NOT kill me cause im so nice and cute <3 / "nice nice devil fruit" 19:20
-i feel like all the hourly comics ive seen have pretty detailed scenes / wow! -empty space / i guess thats just not where my focus goes when drawing -heres my bedroom to make up for that 20:10
-joined call with friends -they have no clue im drawing this! / BITCH! -theyll find out soon though! / END 21:50
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moonjxsung · 10 days
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woah wait hold up i come back after like a day or two and i scroll back reading all the stuff i missed and i see YOU AND 🩵 ANON SPEAKING IN SPANISH woah have i ever mentioned that second languages are really fucking hot woah am i falling in love with both of you or am i falling in love with both of you WOAH HOLY SHIT SECOND LANGUAGES ARE SO FINE 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
im kr but ive been living in the u.s. almost my whole life (ever since like very early elementary school) but korean is still the language i use at home + with my family and english was my second language so whenever i switch between the two it doesnt feel like anything to me BUT WHEN SOMEONE ELSE SWITCHES LANGUAGES OH MAH LAWD 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️ holy moly its actually so fucking hot idk how else to describe it RAHH
anyways um updates on my life !! i recently went out to hang out w friends and watch a movie and go shopping and it ended up raining a little bit but it was still okay we ended up watching a horror movie and i cried 18 minutes into it because im shit easily scared for some reason while my friends were laughing their asses off saying the scene was funny like NO ITS NOT STOP LAUGHING !!!!!
we also went to a kpop store and i was heavily deciding whether i should get the super bowl album but i ended up not getting it because it was 42 bucks for type b at the store and i found a cheaper price online 😋😋 i did end up getting this really cute dress and a corset with it though so im pretty happy about that otherwise
WBU STAR hows life treating you pookie 😔😔😔
~《☘️》
HELLO MY ANGEL HOW ARE YOU !!
Also YES I am half Mexican so I know Spanish very well (I really don’t speak it well at all but I can fully read & write it) I DIDNT KNOW THAT WAS CONSIDERED ATTRACTIVE TO PEOPLE PLELWKDODKSKSKKEDN 🩵 anon are you hearing this la gente piensa que somos atractivos por ser bilingües ‼️‼️ ALSO THAT IS SO COOL THAT YOU SPEAK KOREAN?????? Maybe I understand your knack for switching between languages being attractive THE WAY YOU CAN JUST EFFORTLESSLY FLOW BETWEEN THE TWO IS SO FUCKING COOL HELLO??????? You ate frfr 💯💯
ALSO I FUCKING LOOOOVE HORROR MOVIES OMG HELLO what was the movie…… it did take me a little while to come around to the idea of horror movies but I have seen like 200+ of them (I have a whole list in my notes if anyone wants recs) I LOVE THEM SM
ALSO NOT US MATCHING???? I bought Super Bowl like last week and I pulled Jilix (manifested soooo hard I love this for me) also bought circus and pulled Channie the mannie 🫶‼️‼️ YOUR DRESS SOUNDS SO CUTE TOO IM SO EXCITED FOR U TO WEAR IT FOR SPRING. SLAY
Life is treating me GOOD I went to this little boutique yesterday and found my dream Marge Sherwood purse (it’s a Korean designer brand Felix wears on occasion for those who don’t know !!) and then I bought a second purse bc I have a purse addiction 🤸‍♀️ and I have SO much work to do but I’m chugging coffee and then I’m going to the gym and then I’m going to sit down and write for the evening !! We cheered
ILY POOKIE SOOOO MANY KISSES FOR U MWAHH 💓💞💕💘🩷💖👼
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cupoftaae · 11 months
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hello! I really like that jimin prompt! Do u think u can write a part 2 ? 🥹
ah im so glad you liked it! thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy part 2 as well! <3
Warnings- swearing, mentions of addiction, angst,
read part 1 here
The next morning, Jimin woke up in his work office chair, sweaty and nauseous.
The memories of the past few hours slowly sunk in as he sat up, remembering why exactly he was in his work room in the first place-and not in your bed.
A loud clash was heard from the kitchen, alerting him to jump up and follow, his eyes immediately set on you.
You sent a wicked glare before looking back down "I dropped a mug. Im fine" you muttered, but he was already next to you, assisting.
"dont cut your hand-" he mumbled pushing your fingers away from the broken glass on the kitchen tile.
"You look like shit" you mumbled, not fighting him and instead walking to grab a different mug instead.
He shrugged, "well yeah-"
"are you even sorry?"
He looked back up at you, eyes wide, "yes...of course I am"
You scoffed, "what you said to me last night was not okay..."
He silently nodded, picking up the glass and discarding it before leaning against the island counter.
"it fucking hurt, i didnt sleep at all..."
He gave you a sympathetic look, "im sorry, y/n...I really am, I was not sober and-"
"I dont care!! I dont care if you were sober or not....to sit there in any state of mind and question my love and devotion for you is just...is just fucking cruel, jimin"
He sighs, "what is it that you want me to do, or say?"
You shrug and slam your mug down "look at you! you are a fucking mess!"
Jimin simply just looked back at you, not knowing what to do in this situation other than let you feel what you feel.
You paused for a moment, "...I want you to go back to seeing your therapist"
"no!" he stood up quick, shaking his head, "god no, y/n, i am not doing therapy again, fuck"
"well if you cant talk to me you need to talk to someone...because if not, we-" you gesture between the two of you "are done, and i mean it, because im not going to sit around if you dont wanna get better for yourself let alone our relationship."
He sighs, pacing a bit, "i do want to get better" he nods, "I do, I dont want you to leave...." his voice cracks as he sighs, turning away.
You look at his back, the smell of freshly brewed coffee filling both your scents. "then prove it, Jimin"
You hate that you cant just run up and hug him, you hate that you cant kiss him and tell him he will be okay, then go lay down and embrace eachother until you fell alseep.
You can-...but you cant.
Jimin is a grown man, he needs to have the self awareness that this issue is his, and he needs to fix it before he looses everything...and he needs to know that you will be waiting for him at the end of the finish line.
A small sniff is heard, "ill go to the therapist ok?"
You nod although he cant see you, "good....thats really good Jimin...thank you"
He wipes his face with his sleeve before looking back at you, "im sorry" he whispers
You cant say its okay...because it still is far from it, but you will accept his apology and effort to try
"thank you for apologizing" you nod, "I think we will have a lot of work to do in the next coming weeks...so, I just hope you are serious about this"
"I am...I promise!!" he spoke up, coming over to grasp your hands
"okay, good" you nod, kissing his cheek and walking away
Jimin makes a mental note to make an appointment with his previous therapist for tomorrow
His addiction has always been a struggle-
but he would give up anything to keep you, even if he said things he doesnt mean and will regret for a long time.
He will change, he will prove it to you.
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bentosandbox · 1 year
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hoshi headcannons GIMMIE [pwease im starving]
woah how did you know i had some (more) bubbling in my head recently after reading the mh collab (not that she appears in it :( but…yato does) also perfect timing since hoshi module Y is about to drop just dropped on EN
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read it NOW!!!!
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ok so . shes basically like an old salaryman to me just look at that bow (salute emoji) and with all the salarymen traits that come with that like terrible work life balance(well they are all office workers so. all have this but shes like, THE salaryman you know) nomikai addict (kind of real) and a super yes-man except..nobody dares to even make her do something she wouldn't do herself, and not out of fear(well maybe a little for some) but out of respect (probably saved every officer at least once), and being a senior (since she's been with the lgd since day 0) she could technically treat people like they're beneath her (true) but instead she goes super formal-mode the gapmoe(?) is so endearing its like . suddenly thought of the mc from vinland saga whos like ^_^ im so harmless i wont harm anyone (havent not caught up with it for very long though idk if it's still like that)
she likes to (Module X spoilers I guess) idk roleplay being a pushover??? in that story she tl;dr comes to the rescue of a colleague who is like 'ty oni-sis but you should just leave me here 🥹 and she's like (tanks like a champ getting her ID card cracked in the process module.jpg) and goes 'haha sorry that request is a bit too hard why not i uhh help you apply for a bonus instead' it was here i was like ok hoshichen (in that order) is dead to me she would never yaoitop chen !!!!!!!!!!!!!! basically could be left.jpg but is right.png most of the time
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she's old… but how old?? I guess touhou type of old…? the other two are like kids to her at times, maybe sometimes she does an old man act to get them to stop quarrelling like sitting at the window and with a coffee and reading something and telling them 'ok im just going to sit here until you two sort it out ok take your time' (they instantly stop)
her and chen: i think i mentioned this somewhere before but chen = wuxia protag hoshi = her mentor (in some capacities since technically wei was her [absent] mentor) she has all the qualities you would want except like in standard mentor fashion, a little conservative (i really do like this…flaw? because to be content with how the LGD operates, it makes you wonder how things were like before…)
her and swire… i like to think sometimes swire brings That Day up and hoshi is just ^_^ i see! and then after chen is gone maybe swire has some difficulty cleaning up the mess and at times takes out the badge to have a 'what would mysterious officer x do' moment and one time hoshi catches her doing that and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh omg forgot what i wanted to write here
her and lin: man…………….they didn't seem that hot in ch7 but man the potential interactions of an ex-underworld lackey and current underworld heir where is my food hg where are the ingredients i will cook the food myself but i need the ingredients to start with that one interaction was not enough
(quick spoiler warning for monhun collab) basically only the el gatos and rathalos got isekaid so the village is all higashinese and not like a MH village so you get sprinkles of higashi lore
i bring monhun collab up because yato and noir used to be an assassins but they quit da life and yato mentions 'killing your own kind', talks about her last hit she flaked out on but that that another assassin simply killed the mother and daughter duo she was supposed to kill so i was like damn what if hoshiguma also…?? (they are all oni and we all know she's ex-yakuza) or what if… she was the one that had to do yato's job, the hoshi/yato yaoi would be UNREAL but i dont think HG has the guts
also she and yato are ace because uhhhhhh i said so my rhodes my rules no joke i had wanted to do a hoshiguma dating sim for this year's april fools (with a bunch of other ops too but she would be the 'main' route even though there's no 'good' end) but then uhhh time issue anyway don't forget to set the LGD trio's voices to cantonese
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