#*people who care for them and miss them just because they personally didnt like them which is just fucked up

[australet789]

"When will we, as a fandom, understand that Alastor does not infact want the best for Charlie, nor does he want to be her dad"

What about you shut up and let people have some fun and enjoy the found family that's clearly shown in every episode

#hazbin hotel #you all sound like the people who teared up the poor person on reddit a few years ago #we are missing 5 months of shenanigans between them #why you cant believe he is able to care? #is because he is ace? because im 100% sure if he had been allosexual you wont be saying the same shit #you are putting him in the same level as Valentino for fucks sake #alastor is a demon with doubtful morals? absolutely #they are all in hell and he doesnt want to go to heaven #doesnt mean he cant care for anybody #it's confirmed Rosie is his friend #Mimsy still is #why Charlie cant? #and if he didnt want to help her he could have literally just dissapear

[orcelito]

The good news: I will have Chinese food tomorrow

The bad news: I have to see my mom as part of it :[

#speculation nation #negative/ #i guess. i Am complaining. #i did agree to this. better to rip the bandaid off ahead of the family christmas. #but i havent talked to her since like... jeeze. i really think it's been over 2 years by this point now. #ignored all her calls and texts and Letters even #like what am i supposed to say? heyyy ma nice to see you (i guess). why havent i called? well uhhhhh #even in her letter she sent me it was essentially a nearly illegible journal she kept during a depressing as fuck time #something that really shouldve stayed as a journal. but no she wrapped it up stuck a sticker on it and drew some nail polish on the envelope #i am her child and yet she was using me as a therapist. venting things and In The Letter saying she didnt know why she said them #like. mom. you know you dont have to send me everything you write right? you know you can start over right? #but no she just writes with no filter. no consideration for me. #because she's a sad sad woman who sees her children as the only things worth living for #and i do say things. she doesn't fucking care about me as a person. #she just misses the experience of being these little impressionable people's Everything. #no one puts up with her bullshit these days and how sad is that? #so. well. that's the kind of reason why i havent talked to her. bc she's a fucking drain just to be around. #but shes my mother yada yada and something in me still feels maybe even slightly socially obligated to see her #really though i just want to see her Side of the family. i miss them. i haven't seen them in too long. #and in order to see them i have to see her. and i decided itd be best to see her ahead of time #so that family xmas is. at least slightly less awkward. hopefully. #what am i supposed to do if she tries to hug me or something? i dont want to hug her. #either she'll be all weepy that i havent been talking to her or she'll try to act like nothing's changed at all. #or maybe both. who knows. either way itll be entirely about her. as it always is. #i just need to make sure i dont end up alone with her #so long as my sister or grandma are there too she wont be As insufferable. hopefully.

[dirt-str1der]

Ocs can be so special and not reflective of yourself in any way

#Listen to my problems #just remembered that yancy has night terrors well into adulthood and he lives alone in a big house because his parents didnt want to move to #central city with him. and he doesnt sleep until he has to he stays awake in his kitchen drinking beer and crying sometimes just because #and when veronica moved in she would sleep on the sofa and take care of him at night ... (veronica has nightmares sometimes too...) #she had a major freakout about her missing eye and shes still steeped in paranoia that theyre gonna find her (unspecified they) #she doesnt like touching people much but she hugs him and only him and lets him give her silly nicknames .. x #and sol .. then sol came home with yancy ... and sol came into yancys room (yancy likes him a lot ...) and they would hold each other at #night simply because theyre both warm bodies #yancy doesnt know that hes just a machine .. sol was so much more to him. before he was gears and wires he was yancys friend ... #yancy is Callous about the wires. he forgets sometimes he loves machines but more than that he loves sol ... you see .... he is a cool #machine but theyre best friends they like each other .. #hes yancys bodyguard he takes care of him throughout the day and throughout the night #person by person yancys big house starts to fill up .. #just realised something funny. sol and grace are from the same hitman agency. sol choked yancy out and tried to break his neck before he #hired him and grace was invited to come over by sol and as soon as she stepped into the house she was chased around with a knife by veronica #like both of them tried to kill their special one thats really funny #i say special one because sol is yancys special one but grace and vero are literally just girlfriends who have sex

[crave-mp3]

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#my mom keeps talking about how much she's going to miss me when i go to college and how im never at home any more bc im out w my friends #and im like. actually i cant wait to not live in a house where i have no privacy and i dont have to deal with you being drunk every other #night!! im so fucking tired of living under your surveillance and under your thumb!!!! being isolated and shut up in the house for pretty #much my entire childhood was actually a terrible thing and i wish id just been allowed to go to a normal school and do normal things and be #a normal person!!! with independence and agency and close relationships!! i didnt choose for you to homeschool me and its fucking me up in #ways im only beginning to realize! and im out all the time now bc i actually have friends now. i have people who care about me and like me #and i can confide in. and most importantly anything they know about me they know because i CHOSE to share it with them. #and she keeps joking about folllowing me to college and im like jesus christ there is quite literally nothing id hate more. #and last night she came into my room and talked at me for like half an hour and while she was saying how much how much shed miss me #she had her arm on my chest and i was so goddamn uncomfortable and i couldnt tell her to stop touching me bc she kept talking about how #she loved me but like. has she ever once respected me enough not to touch me when i dont want it. i feel kind of sick right now just #thinking about it bc she NEVER STOPS TOUCHING ME #'violation' might be too strong of a word to apply here but it feels pretty damn close. #like i cant stop thinking about/feeling her arm on my chest and her hands touching my face and i couldnt stop that feeling for hours after #im just so tired of her treating my body like something shes entitled to. #'you'll always be my little girl' no. im not a girl and im not little and i definitely dont belong to you.

[im-illegal]

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#trying 2 look @ other social medias just 2 see whats going on and so far ya ok #i think ive seen what makes a hell out of tk tk and twttr. like ya ok. #tk tk was just someone saying blatant misinformation about the lpstick lsbian (<- trying 2 avoid getting in tags) flag #saying 'this flag is for bu.tch le.sbians and sometimes has a lipstick mark' like bestie no i do not think so #and twttr is just. blatant disrespect for the dead and peor #*people who care for them and miss them just because they personally didnt like them which is just fucked up #anyways ya. this 1 reigns the best. #**the l.ipstick l.esbian thing wasnt like an ohmygod how horrible but it was annoying enough 2 me that it rubbed me the wrong way yk #SORRY IF U SEE THIS IN LIKE MAINTAGS was trying 2 avoid that happening hence the cencors #h8 sensoring things but like. want this 2 just stay on my blog ig.

[candyskiez]

so do you spiral into rage whenever you realize the person who got you seconds away from killing yourself is moving on with their life when somedays you still feel like you're stuck in that moment that fucking traumatized you and how unfair it is that they get to move on when you almost ended it all over them or do you not have a deep seated fear that you jave no effect on the people aroujd you

#suicide tw #cw suicide #tw suicide #suicide cw #candyskiez vent #i know its irrational. i know #but fuck its. a part of me is almost mad at them for moving on. even though earlier i was fucked up because whst if i hurt them what if im #terrible person. i keep fucking flipflopping. ive never once wanted them back but ive missed them so bad and ive hated them and i still #fucking love them and god. i almost killed myself. i almost KILLED myself and they get to just??? be upset that i didnt want them in my lif #they can just go on about how it was so hard for THEM to lose all their friends when they were the one who cut us out. and everyone feels #bad for them. but fuck. i almost fucking killed myself. i almost killed myself because of this situation. i thought id never be happy again #i was wrong. im finally healing from it. but sometimes i can't help but hate them. because how DARE you ever act like the two things are #even remoteoy equivalent. you lost SOME of your friends because you made a stupid ass life decision you had EVERY way of knowing would blow #up. we were in hell. we were in fucking hell. the friend group almost fucking fell apart becase of your stupid ass. i almost killed myself. #i thought id never be happy again. i almost killed myself without leaving a note so i wouldbt have to feel yhe pain YOU caused me. YOU. and #you think you have the RIGHT to be sad? you arent the fucking victim. you have NEVER been the victim of this situation. you will never be. #and logically i know i know they can feel however they feel and thats valid and yeah they cared. but it feels insulting fucking INSULTING #because how dare you be sorry when i could never forgive you for what you did. how dare you do something so STUPID and get surprised when #people got hurt. you are a fucking awful friend. you dont deserve forgiveness. i dont give a shit youre sorry. why should i care. why is it #MY job to care that youre a fucking idiot. you hurt me. why is it my job to understand why? i almost killed myself. #later on im probably going to feel bad for them again. i know they aren't a monster but god it is so fucking hard to care. ive never gotten #that close to suicide. and they very nearly pushed me over that edge. i was so fucking close to writing a note. i was debating if i should #send the note to my online friends. i was on the fucking brink. i will never fucking forgive them. i almost killed myself. #and their name wouldve been on the note.

[devotedlystrangewizard]

valerian has definitely tried to punch emet-selch at some point. i dont know when. i dont know if he succeeded. i just know he tried

#ellis probably held him back when he tried #maybe in one of the aus #hes fully aware hes the 'weakest' of the party #hes more in it because of his knowledge and good synergy with the others than because of his combat skills #hes a chemistry NERD ok. hes just a chemistry nerd with Guns. #which. yeah. he could just try to shoot him. but shooting isnt as fun as punching. tbh. #he probably also lost it a little at the 'remember us' bc he remembers too many people who died because of our dearly beloathed to care #ellis goes 'well he really did it just to bring back his people he just missed his loved ones' and their sister. valerian. & miles all just #gape at them. #theyre still young they didnt personally witness the atrocities val & tuya did. & miles. tho miles is more by proxy #ellis is also the canon wol in this specific version of the story (they share the role with ziero but ellis is azem) #so just generally their experience with the Bitch was different #my ocs #anyway valerian is usually pretty calm & collected hes just really protective over his loved ones & needed to blame SOMEONE #for his kid's defection. because god forbid he admits to himself that HE was part of the reason for luca to leave #valerian is funny bc hes such a fucking hypocrite #hell be like 'anything in the name of science' and then someone from his family gets hurt and suddenly hes blaming everyone but himself #up until hes like. literally grandpa age. hes wholly willing to destroy other families because ✨science✨. and then gets pissed #bc luca defected (OUT OF FEAR FOR HIM) #'feel bad for me my kid defected 😣' 'ur kid is twenty and you have driven families apart. you have murdered parents.' 'SO?' #he does end up growing as a person <3 #mostly because he follows luca and has to become a better person to regain their truat #like hes sweet & a normal person & has friends & family & everything he just. also struggles to understand the worth of a life #a life that isnt important to him specifically #problematic fave. tbh. #ziero is almost a normal person next to him

[scribbles-ink]

im just thinking what if mike schmidt is the son of the movie's equivalent of henry emily. i had this thought on the way home from the movie at like. 10 pm so at the time it was incoherrent, but im going to expand on it here.

point 1- garrett played a similar role to charlie emily, in that despite being watched over they were both killed by william afton.

p2- in the flashbacks, its very obvious that the entire family is in a place away from society. they're literally in a forest. it wouldn't make sense for william of all people to be there if he wasn't close to the family.

p3- the books and the game mirror eachother, so there is a chance that schmidt could be another fake name, one william recognized because, again, he was a family friend.

p4-what happens when your kid goes missing? idk probaly witness protection or an urge to seperate yourself from the incident, both reasons for the name change.

p5-(kinds joke reason) abby rhymes with charlie and looks similar to her (brown hair, brown eyes)

p6-i argue that abby also took on the role of the puppet/charlie at the end of the movie. she didn't necessarily give them life, not like what was done in the game, she shoeed them how they died. she reminded the children of the life they had before, and of who really took it. by doing that, in a way, she gave them that life back. she gave them their real personality back, one not influenced by william. she cut them from his influence, she gave them the gift (the picture) and it gave them life (their memories)

p7- in the movie, mike says his father 'couldnt deal with it' and left after his mother died. yk what that sounds similar to? book henry emily killing himself in despair. maybe mike's dad is alive maybe he's dead, we dont know. but it is similar enough, an act of completely removing himself from the equation.

p8-book henry has a sister named jen, yk what name that sounds like? jane. who was mike and abby's aunt, and we dont know which parent she was related to.

p9-'but wouldn't mike know about the pizzaria if william was a family friend?' honestly, probably. but theres also a high chance that he wouldnt. if the family lived in nebraska, (which im pretty sure they did) they wouldn't have a need to go to utah, not even for a friend's restaurant. sure, he might know that his dad's friend had a restaurant, but not that it had animatronics or anything. the family probaly moved to utah after garrett's disappearance and after freddy's closed down.

p10-'wouldn't mike know vanessa? theyre similar in age' if they didnt live in the same state, probaly not. william in the movie was a, suprise suprise, shitty father, even foregoing the stabbing of his kid. i doubt hed care enough to take her with him on like. a short out of state trip.

p11(edit)- in the books aunt jane was killed by evil charlie to get to charlie, yk what that sounds like? the animatronics killing aunt jen to get to charlie

p12(edit)-the words at the end of the movie say 'come find me' and the music playong at the end is the puppets song so i think garrett is the puppet which is. again. an emily thing

p13(edit)- mikes dad looks like a mechanic shown in the training videos [cough henry emily cough]

if i think of anything else ill add it but anywys this is why i think the schmidts in the movie are the emilys equivalent. also check out the notes on this post because theres a lot of replies n reblogs that support my theory

#scribbles' post #scribbles' theories #thats a new tag #fnaf theory #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf movie #mike schmidt #abby schmidt #garret schmidt #heniry emily #charlotte emily #charlie emily

[queenofcoquette]

school advice: academic excellence

introduction:

there's lots of people who don't have a lot of time to study- some people work jobs to help support their family, or have to take care of their siblings becuz their parents work long shifts. if you're in this situations i don't think i can help, since i've never had to face it. all i can say is pick the tips you know you can use, and adjust them however you can to your circumstances. i tried to make this as inclusive as possible to anyone who's short on free-time or doesn't have money to spend.

motivation:

set your goals. think about college, where you want to go and how to do it. this is what i do a lot- i think about my dream college and i think about the work ethic i need for it.

gratitude. another thing you can think about is how lucky you are to get an education, because a lot of people can't go to school, especially women.

also i like to think about my mom becuz when she was 18 she came to america and had to learn english while studying pharmacology and working a part-time job. she did it all and graduated the top of her class, got accepted into nyu (she didnt go becuz her family couldnt afford it) and when i think about how well she did with everything going against her ik that i can do great academically.

while in school:

make sure your notes are CLEAR. write brief things- formulas, bullet points, etc. only highlight formulas, key points and vocab

make to-do lists (write down what hw you have to do, what you have to study for and when things are due)

ALWAYS ask questions about things you're not clear on (ask the teacher or classmates, whatever works better for u!)

if your teacher allows it, go in early or after school if you have more questions/need more help

do extra credit assignments!! even if your grade is good it's always good to get extra practice and more points.

study habits:

set up an environment to study in. go to a quiet place where you can set up what you need. make sure that it's clean, quiet and free of distractions.

get a drink and/or healthy snacks.

imagine you're teaching someone the lesson. one technique my mom taught me (who studied pharmacology in america while learning english and got straight a's) was to imagine that you're teaching the material to another person. she had a whiteboard to write equations/formulas and would explain them like she was the teacher.

utilize online resources.use things like quizizz, blooket, kahoot, khan academy- free online resources that can help you study.

watch videos. especially for math & science- find videos on youtube that explain concepts and just pay attention.

blurting technique:

pick a certain topic and write down EVERYTHING you can think of- all sorts of notes, key points, questions, everything that comes into your head for about 10 minutes.

afterwards, go back in and add what you missed. structure and organize your final version. this gives you a stronger understanding of the topic.

pomodoro technique:

take about 25 minutes (set a timer) and spend that time competely invested in what you're doing. it's a challenge to stay concentrated, but eventually you'll get the hang of it. after the timer goes off take a 5 minute break & repeat. each time you do it the break gets longer.

when you get a bad grade:

having a good mindset. i know it's easy to get so upset about bad grades take this as a wake-up call and think "how can i do better?" instead of degrading yourself just think about what you could've done differently and what you can do to stop it from ever happening again.

go in for extra help. if your teacher is available before or after school get extra help, or if you have a friend that can help then utilize that! ask all your questions and have it explained one on one.

finally i want to give credit to @mawena_tafa on instagram who made a video about the blurting and pomodoro technique :)

#that girl #that girl 2023 #study motivation #self improvement #pink pilates princess #queenofcoquette #it girl #rory gilmore #study aesthetic #study tips #romanticizing school #school advice

[imaniwriting]

Rafe Cameron Doing Lines and then being caught by reader who he promised to get clean very very angsty pleasee

(hate but love this at the same time)

Warnings : usage of drugs, underage drinking at party, swearing (tell me if i missed any)

Summary : after rafe broke his promise once again he has to pay a bigger price than his drugs will ever cost

Genre : Angst, Angst, Angst

Rafe was complety lost. He did line after line not caring for a single thing around him, the thought of selling drugs long lost. He had become greedy, any person that walked his way to buy some he had shot down.

“Rafe, dude” yelled topper over the loud music blasting through the speakers. Rafe looked up at him with the 50 dollar bill still held at his nose. “dude i thought you wanted to get clean”

Rafe shook his head chuckling “topper, bro, you know damn well that i only tell y/n that because she keeps bugging me” topper stared down at the boy. “well good luck explaining that one” he had said pointing behind the boy where you stood.

You stared at Rafe anger mirroring in your eyes before he could yell your name you stormed out pushing past coupples that were grinding on each other making disgust kreep onto your face.

“y/n!” he yelled stumbling over his own foot. “y/n please I didnt mean it like that!” he reasoned trying to catch up with you but he was stoned and it didnt help that there was hundreds of people around him.

You quickly got to your car before ripping the keys out of your pocket. But that gave him enough time to reach her. “What Rafe? you wanna tell me that you’ll get clean so i can stop bugging you?” you spit out making him flinch slighty.

He isnt used to you speaking to him like that “baby im sorry, I promise i’ll-“ but before he could finish the sentence you slapped him across the face. “Stop!” you shouted at him. “Stop! Promises are supposed to make you not break them!” you continued now with tears in your eyes “we pinky promised Rafe! God, you told me you could quit anything aslong as you kept me!” you then met his eyes who were twitching lightly. “am i not enough?”

That question made Rafe frown. Did he really make you feel like that? Like you werent enough? He took both of your hands into his cupping them slightly. “Y/n please don’t do this” he said knowing what you were playing at.

He let your hands fall to your side before grabbing your face with both hands forcing you to stare into his eyes. He leaned in to kiss you on your lips but you moved your head to the side. “Y/n please, im sorry baby” he tried to convince you but you just coldly shook your head.

“We’re done Rafe” you said making him let go of your face. He had just lost the love of his life to some stupid substance he couldn’t get enough off. He also just realized that this loss would hurt him more than anything.

Not being able to do coke or any drugs seemed so much easier than loosing you. You placed the car keys into his hand “ you can have this back.” You said his hand trembled not being able to hold the weight of the keys. The keys he had given you on your birthday last week.

“Good bye Rafe” you had said before taking off into the dark night. He wanted to run after you and beg for your forgiveness, god, you wanted that he would but you knew that he would return to his old habits and he’d disappoint you once again even he knew.

#rafe x you #rafe obx #rafe cameron #rafe outer banks #rafe x reader #rafe imagine #rafe smut #rafe fanfiction #rafe angst #angst #bad ending #netflix #jj maybank #outer banks #obx

[mcyt-trios]

PROPAGANDA:

3 Heart Trio:

theyre soo silly theyre just silly little guys who do things like mining an entire chunk in the center of the server's spawn for their own entertainment and to annoy everyone else

They are PATHETIC. They are ANNOYING. They are PERFECT. They are playing on three hearts and they die so much. They have a specialized raid platform that is NOT a raid farm. They are a team against exploits! Their base has 3 hearts above it representing them

these guys decided to put love and fun above all on the killing-lying server. while watching other teams betray and fall apart they have stuck with each other till the very last day of the server and never doubted one another. they worked like a clockwork, they knew they could only rely on themselves and at the end of the day, they didnt mind that it was that way

these guys got the short end of the stick time and time again throughout all of lifesteal s4, they were the targets of so many traps and attacks for no reason other than they were weak and always around. and despite it all they never wanted revenge and never held grudges! they cared about fun and friendship more than anything else, and while all the other teams ended up falling apart or betraying each other, these three stuck together from start to end. they didn't care about how many hearts they had, how much gear they had, or how powerful they were, because in the end all they needed was each other <3 i miss them so bad btw

Witch Coven:

they are sooooooooo theyre 2 competent people + one not as competent person but if u dont clap and cheer fer her theyll blow you up and kill you

They’re from a surpreme witch competition where the goal is to win against everyone melee, yet they managed to forge a friendship regardless of them being competitors! Scott and Cleo are arguably the most powerful of the witches, and they took Elouise, who was super insecure and self depreciated about her own talents and worth under their wings and bolstered her up to her full potential! With their guidance and support she learned to grow more confident in her own abilities leading to her being right up there with the other two as one of the strongest witches! They also formed as a sassy little friend group who snarks and sasses the other witches, especially their, like, “main rival”. So they also just have that *vibe* of this really bad ass group ala mean girls, but less mean to everyone and more focused on their “rivals” and “enemies”. Cleo could literally freeze time for those around her, Scott essentially got the power of a lich, and el could blind people! They are all super powerful, work really well together and are all around a wonderful group! Also the queerness. We love an LGBTQ+ friend group haha

#mcyt-trios #mcyt trio bracket #polls #round 2

[elisacaleisa]

I wrote this in my discord server and then posted on twitter. Time to annoy here as well, HEEHOO!

Jax's Personality Swap AU!

DAMN PIPELINE: Kody > Huxley > Gavin > Damien > Lasko > Kody

NOTE: Since this is a personality swap, these characters are gonna be out of character, but Huxley will still remained as a supporting character, while Kody is still not (only personality change, not roles)! Typing this just to avoid confusion!

Damien > Lasko:

Tired Air Elemental:

- he is tired

- looks older than he actually is, its the wrinkles and white hair

- bro doesnt sleep

- not really mean, he just sounds really monotone and had the same expression

- "you all are idiots, why do i hang out with you"

- "you have 99/100. you can do it next time"

- he has trust issues and has hard time opening up

- he means well when you get to know him

- "i try to push you to your limits, because i believe you can surpass them... i'm sorry, i didnt mean to break your boundaries"

- still a dnd nerd but more of a dungeon master with ton of research for his homebrew campaign

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Gavin > Damien:

Daring Fire Elemental:

- more of a risk taker in a rebellious bad boy way? Outside of the academy

- night walks

- "are you lost, precious?"

- smiles all the time in a warm way

- "well, look at you, what a snack. are you cold? i can warm you up."

- very smart but doubts himself

- awkward with physical contact

- tries to be seen as overly attractive and an attention seeker to hide his emotional vulnerability

- he and his mom kinda argue so he left,,, whoops

- "arent you a doll, freelancer. heh... alright, we will hug. maybe even kiss?"

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Kody > Huxley:

Distant Earth Elemental:

- is not very friendly in the beginning

- trust issues! My favorite /j

- he can be a meanie :(

- "why do we keep bumping into each other?"

- freelancer does not give up

- "i can take care of myself, i am not that stupid" he sounded hurt...

- he misses his moms,,,

- he wants to fit in, but since people think he is stupid because he is an earth elemental, he decided to do the opposite and be alone by himself

- the only friend he had was Lasko but they fought they last time they saw each other

- "you actually like me, didnt you? what am i doing, why do i wanna hurt you so bad? im supposed to be your friend" - spinel from steven universe the movie

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Huxley > Gavin:

Oblivious Incubus:

- he is so lonely

- his only friend was Caelum, who is kinda a spoiled brat but nice only to Gav (slowly to FL)

- FL comes up

- "youre so pretty..."

- shit he said that out loud

- PANIC

- "ISAIDWELCOMEMYNAMEISGAVIN-"

- very friendly

- poor orientation skills. he has to walk with freelancer to get them to the academy

- loves physical touch

- gives fl a keychain for free!

- the keychain says big gulp. FL giggles

- "huh? Whats so funny?" ... "oh... Ohhh haha! Haha, i didnt even realize! Youre so smart"

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Lasko > Kody

Bashful Water Elemental:

- he is so innocent!

- he is trying to be helpful

- "a-are you okay?"

- freelancer says its okay

- "i struggle with my powers, i-im so sorry"

- kody is following them.... ok?

- kody, personal space pls

- he is trying to also help freelancer, since he knows the struggle of being useless

- kody is being very pushy...

- "well, in this book, it says that we should bridge if we want to maximize our potential in our elemental. w-what do you say?"

- kody is a creep again GOD DAMMIT!

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted verse #personality swap au #personality swap #redacted damn #redacted lasko #redacted huxley #redacted damien #redacted gavin #redacted kody #jax's personality swap au

[isabella-kr]

Can I request a fic?

So I have chronic pain. It is literally everywhere that has joints or muscle but it is the worst in the lower back, neck, shoulders and hands. Sometimes it gets so bad I can't move without wanting to scream. And Sometimes my joints lock or my muscles seize and I literally can't move at at.

Rubbing (not that I can reach it myself) or heating it helps, but I have never been able to get full relief.

Anyways, I was wondering if you could write for a reader with something like this? (Or just normal chronic pain)

Maybe he didnt know about it (I tend to not share as it makes people pity me) till the reader has a bad day or locks up in front of them (sometimes my knees just buckle and I drop) (and then can't move for like thirty minutes) (it sucks) .

Or just anything really, I'm having a bad day and would love the comfort.

All the 141 or just price and/or Konig. I'd be happy with just about anything.

If you don't feel comfortable writing this that's okay too :)

I'm so sorry you're going through this :( I can't imagine how difficult it must be to be in pain so much. I hope I did your request justice. Sending you all the love <33

Also, I know you didn't request everyone, but when I write Headcannons, I tend to include every character on my Masterlist. It's just so people don't have to send in the same request, but for different characters :))) I hope that's okay!!!

Pains

Synopsis: Living with chronic pains was difficult, but they are always there to help you through them

Pairing: Task Force 141, Los Vaqueros, Valeria, Gromsko & Konig x Reader (2nd Person so no pronouns used)

Warnings: None

General Masterlist I COD:MWII Masterlist

John Price

The first time John had seen your knees lock up, was when he was ready to have a go at you for missing a very important meeting

None of the boys knew where you were, and as they went by, and you still haven't shown up for the briefing, he began to grow more and more agitated

Needless to say, once the meeting was over, he was sure to go look for you and give you a piece of his mind

But when he found you sitting on a bench with pain visible on your tear-stained face, all anger left his body

His steps were quiet when he approached you, his eyes growing soft as he crouched down in front of you

"What's wrong?" he asked, voice gentler than normal

"My knees," you managed to speak up, eyes clenching shut as the pain refused to subside, "They locked and I-"

"It's alright," one of his hands moved to your leg, sending you a questioning look

You nodded, and he placed his hand on your knee with a thin smile

He was careful massaging the area around your knee, fingers moving up and down along your skin in an attempt to help your muscles relax

It took some time, but once the pain in one of your knees began to give way, he moved on to the other, his touches remaining just as careful as they were at the beginning

"Thank you," you told him honestly, taking in a deep breath, "I'm sorry for missing the meeting."

"Don't worry about it," he assured you, reaching for your elbow to help you stand, "I'll brief you in now, that okay?"

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Ghost was a stern lieutenant and most, who did not know his as well as those on his team, would even describe him as cold

You knew different, however.

Not just from the way he cared for his team in his own way, always making sure every member was alive an well, but also because you've experienced his care first-hand

You've never told him about your pains, and you weren't planning to. You preferred keeping it to yourself. He didn't need to worry, and you didn't need the pity.

But when your lower back began to cause nothing but trouble, it made it difficult to hide your pains from the rest of the squad

You were sitting on a chair, with his hand on your back when the lieutenant entered the room

Your posture straightened in an instant, and although you tried not to show the pain on your face, your expression seemed to betray you

"Is it your back again?"

What? How did he-

Ghost was observant, and perhaps you should have known he would figure it out without you having to tell him

Beneath that cold exterior, he really did care, whether you liked it or not

You nodded, though hesitantly.

"Come here," he ordered, grabbing a chair and forcing you to sit in front of him

You were about to ask him what he was doing before you felt his gloved hands on your lower back, his fingers massaging your sore muscles in gentle, yet firm circles

It was like he knew exactly what to do; how to move his fingers to help you rid of the pain

And after some time, the rubbing really did help

the pain began to subside, and you felt like you could move properly again

"Thank you," you told him, a grateful smile on your face

He just nodded, patting your shoulder as he pushed himself back on his feet, "Don't mention it."

John 'Soap' MacTavish

Soap was good at reading those around him

You didn't have to tell him something was wrong for him to know

He could see it from the way you carried yourself, and from the smile that didn't quite reach your eyes

As such, it didn't take him long to figure out what was wrong

You were about to begin your sparring session when you painfully rubbed the back of your neck

It had been a pain since that morning, making it difficult to move your head without letting out harsh hisses

You were dreading the sparring session, certain it was only going to make it worse. But you weren't about to mention it to him; to cancel your sparring session and have him pity you. No. You could do this.

"What's wrong with your neck?" he asked, tilting his head curiously

"Oh," You hummed, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"I get them, too, you know," he suddenly told you, "The pains - in my neck, especially. Don't think they're as bad as yours though."

You sent him a questioning look, but only shook your head when you realised you already knew the answer. There was no way he hadn't noticed how uncomfortable you sometimes were, he just didn't mention it. For your sake.

He moved behind you and placed his hands on your neck

You were hesitant at first - wanting to pull away - but when his fingers dug into your muscles, you let him

It felt nice. His fingers were firm, and yet also careful to not cause you more pain instead of helping you get rid of it

You let out a small hum when you felt the pain slowly leaving - allowing you to move your head once again

It was like a breath of fresh air, and when soap felt you relaxing in his hold, he finally let go

"Let's take it easy today," he told you before sending you a wink, "You can beat my arse tomorrow instead."

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Gaz was emotionally aware

He could sense your sour mood even if you didn't outwardly express it

He could see the way the corners of your lips curled downward when you thought no one was looking

He could see the way your eyes clenched shut when another wave of pain stiffened your shoulders

He could see how tense you seemed to be, even if you did your best to hide it from others

He knew no matter how much you wished he didn't

It was late in the evening, and you were sat outside rolling your shoulders every couple of minutes

The pains was unbearable, and you couldn't help but let a stray tear fall down your hot cheek

His footsteps were quiet - almost silent - when he approached you

His eyes showed no pity, but rather concern for his friend

"You alright?" he asked, sitting down beside you

You wiped the tear off your cheek and nodded

You were sat in silence for a short while, not a word muttered between you both

And the pain only kept getting worse

"Can I help?"

"What?"

"Can I help?" he gestured at your shoulders, "Just... just turn around, okay?"

You wanted to say no; to tell him to stop. But you couldn't massage the muscles by yourself, and the offer was too tempting

And so, you turned, with your back now facing him

He got to work quick.

His fingers were on your shoulders, thumbs digging into your tense muscles

His hands were like magic, and your shoulders were slowly but surely growing less painful as the time went by

By the time he was done, you were feeling miles better. Maybe the pain wasn't fully gone, but it was much more bearable than it was before

"Thanks, Gaz."

He smiled, patting your back, "'Course."

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro could tell something was off when you entered his office with a sour look on your face

You quickly placed the paperwork on his desk, and was ready to head back out when he stopped you

You hesitantly sat on the chair on the other side of his desk and tried your hardest to not give away your discomfort

Your neck had been on fire all day, and as the hours ticked by, it only seemed to get worse

Alejandro was an observant superior, and he knew whenever one of his soldiers was in pain, or even just uncomfortable

"What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at you

He had that certain look on his face - the type that told you lying to him wouldn't do you any good. Not that he would believe you if you did lie to him.

"It's my neck, sir," you told him, "I get those really sharp pains sometimes."

He listened intently as you explained the extend of your pains; how they would interfere with your every-day life, and how the pain could quickly become unbearable

He told you to wait as he left the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts

You were rubbing your neck when he suddenly returned, and before you could turn to look at him, a hot, moist cloth was placed around your neck

"Sit here until it gets better..." he told you, "At least a little."

You only nodded, allowing the warmth to seep into your sore muscles and slowly ease the pain that has been haunting you since that morning

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Rudy was just as emotionally intelligent as Gaz, perhaps even more so

He could see you were in pain from the moment he saw you that day

Your fingers kept locking, and even clenching your hand into a fist caused you unbearable pain

Holding things wasn't much easier, to the point you had to cut your shooting practise early that day, which is when he decided to approach you

You sat on the ground with a frustrated huff, clenching and unclenching your fingers in a failing attempt to make your joints feel better - to be rid of the pain that was making your day a nightmare

He wordlessly sat beside you, sending you the sweet smile he so often did

"Here," he muttered, his hand reaching for yours in a gentle manner, "Let me help."

You were too tired - too frustrated - to argue, or even pull your hand away

You let him word on your aching bones

And work he did. The pads of your fingers massaged your palm, moving up and down to ease the tension that resided in your muscles

And although the pain was still there, it slowly became less sharp.

The soft massage was helping, and you couldn't help but send him a grateful smile

"Come," he eventually spoke, "Lets wrap your hands in something warm, it should help."

At times like these, you were glad he was as caring as he was

Valeria Garza

Working with a Cartel was hard

The job itself was a nightmare, with your life being on the line practically 24/7, but with your frequent, sharp pains your work only became more difficult

You did your best to not let it show. You didn't need pity from men who killed on the daily, and would most likely use your condition against you when it could work in their benefit

You were doing a great job hiding it from everyone, but you might have underestimated just how observant she was

Your knees have been killing you that day, every step causing a wave of pain throughout your body. You wanted nothing more than to sit down, or better yet lay down and take some time off

But this wasn't the type of job you could call in sick to. You couldn't call your cartel boss and them them you were feeling under the weather

You had to be there, whether you wanted to or not

She pulled you aside at one point, taking you to a secluded room under the pretense of wanting to discuss some serious matters with you

You followed. Of course you did, how could you not

She forced you to sit down one one of the chairs, and whilst you were relieved to finally have a small break, you did not let it show

She moved wordlessly around the room, but you didn't dare let your eyes follow her.

Not even when you heard water running, quiet curses leaving her lips when it no doubt splashed on her shirt

When she moved to stand in front of you, she had two wet towels in her hands, her face as stoic as ever when she told you to roll your trousers up

Weird request, but you obliged

Once they were rolled up just above your knees, she placed the towels over them, allowing the warmth to relax your muscles and ease the pain in your joints

"Stay here," she told you, "Until you feel better."

Gromsko

Gromsko is a medic. He can tell you're in pain, even when you do your best to hide it from him and the rest of your squad

He can see the way your brows crease in pain, and the way your roll your shoulders in an attempt to rid yourself of the growing tension

The harsh pain made it difficult to do the simplest of task. Pick up a gun? Too painful. Train? Too painful. Make some tea? Hell, even that was a nightmare

He approached you when you were in the kitchen, and promptly asked you to follow him

You did as you were told, entering a secluded room where he sat you on a chair

You looked at him confused, but did as you were told nevertheless. The look on his face told you not to argue with him at that moment

He moved behind you and placed what felt like a heating pad on your left shoulder

The warm was a welcome feeling against your sore muscles, but when his fingers began to apply pressure to your other shoulder, you couldn't help but close your eyes in relief

His fingers worked like magic against your muscles, rubbing them generously to ease the pain that made your day a living nightmare

"Better?" he asked with a concerned look

You nodded, replying with a quiet hum

He smiled happily in return, switching the heating pad so that it now rested against your already-massaged shoulder as he worked on the other one

"Thank you," you mumbled

"No worries."

König

This man is a silent observer

He kept to himself most of the time, which actually allowed him much unnecessary knowledge on the people he worked with

They talked loud, and it was often that he heard things he didn't necessarily want to know about

Most of the information was useless, but when it came to his friends - people he actually cared about - his skills were more than useful

He could tell something was wrong before you even sat in front of him

He didn't say anything, but he did not pull his eyes away from you either

When you grabbed onto your fork, and your brows creased in pain, he already knew what the matter was

He knew about your pains better than anyone

You tried to keep this information from him at first, but since he practically figured it out on his own, there was no point in keeping this from him any longer

Thankfully, his eyes didn't hold the pity you were afraid they would hold

Instead, they were supportive, often concerned when you fell to your knees writhing in pain, but never pitiful

Once lunch was finally over, he gestured for you to follow him, and he led you to a bench outside - in the warm, fresh air

He had your hands in his in an instant, his fingers rubbing firm circles into your muscles and joints

After many times of helping you through the pains, he knew exactly where to press, where to push, and where to rub to ease the tension in your bones

"Thank you," you had to tell him, grateful for always being there to help

He smiled -not that you could see his mouth, but you did see the way his eyes crinkled in the corners

"Of course!"

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[snakedice]

I actually hate bad spiderverse fans so mych

I hate white rich alternative people LEAPPINGN at spiderverse to say stupid stuff,, and like kuinda exposing like a little bit of racism and classism idk?? "hobie brown dirty" "hobie brown would love me (white)" "Pavitir is uwu softnboy twink... and he loves MEN SPECIFICLY" "i love cop miguel o hara" "Miles jus like me fr... (so hella white and rich and not coming from immigrant parents or whatever its embaressing.. (im refferung to the people who use miles experience to somehow.. swearve them of like devoloping as a person?? I cand descirbe it)) guys just STOP P{LLEASEEE.. I BEG I SHAKE AT THE BARS _PLELAS ESTIPP

tears flow down my face when I think aboiut that

also the way that the very specific white rich side of the spiderverse fans... only care about.. very little.. Its usally revolves around peter b parker.. spider noir miguel o hara. hobie brown. gwen stacy (notice how miles moralas isnt on this list) (also usally white people onlycare about hobie is because of weird feitshy vibe that I majorly dislike)

I rip at the seams! its so terrible! Its not like im not like also a like cringe mentally ill child, who greatly immersesis themselves in media.. its just that im notwhite and doing it! Im non-black too so.. IM PROBABLY MISSING THINGS, THAT RIGHTFULLY MAKE EVEN MORE PEOPLE MAD.. like come ON...

alsosome of the things you do to pavitir is TERRIBLE as the.. only? south asian character that is seen and named in spiderverse... im talking about yalls terrible ship name.. chai, tea, naan, like is he just.. food to yall???

still mad they trashed the cambodian character in the script... she would of been like the best actually.. im kinda glad they didnt add her though because by GOD would she been done DIRTY (her name is delilah I thing??? she appers in spider man 2 which is cool)

anyways please dont be racist thx!

this obv only applies to the minority of the fans... if your not terrible this post should sit fine

#spiderman #rant #across the spiderverse #why #spiderverse #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #no delilah..

[rewritingcanon]

Gimme that opinion on Drastoria 🫰🫰🫰

as you wish pookinator 🫡

i know we have not a lot of information on astoria as a person, but the info we do have makes so much sense to me why draco fell so deeply in love with her. she was described as extremely kind, caring, and very open. she turned her back on pureblood traditions and beliefs— i don’ think yall get how big a deal that is. people make headcanons of the canon slytherin characters all the time but astoria is one of the only ones who genuinely fits the box of being a part of a noble pureblood family and rejecting their values (and she was probably in slytherin, which makes it ever rarer). she also seems extremely selfless— she wanted to have a baby just so draco wouldn’t be alone when she eventually died because she knew how hard it would be on him. draco had to turn against his own parents wishes and fight for their right to be married, which tells me astoria didn’t want to fight for herself and get in between draco’s relationship with his parents. considering draco’s character and all he sacrificed to honour his parents and have their approval, this was huge.

and then there’s that fucking letter bro. the one that draco writes to astoria on his birthday after she has passed away. HE STILL WRITES TO HER WHEN SHES GONE !!! this is like the equivalent of never deleting the number of someone who has died and letting the messages turn green because you know they wont respond but you’re doing it anyways because you miss them. ohhhhh im sick. draco loved her so so so much, she was his reason for redeeming himself and she gave him another reason to stay on that path once she was gone (scorpius).

i didnt mean for this to turn into such a rant in defense of drastoria but i’ve seen so many people complain about draco’s lack of a redemption arc and the fact that he gets with an unknown character instead of one of the main ones, but to me what we already have of drastoria is perfect. less ≠ bad ship.

tldr: draco and astoria make completeeeee sense.

#no one: #me: DRACO STILL WRITES TO HER ON HIS BIRTHDAYS BECAUSE HE MISSES HER SO MUCHHHHH AGHHHH #drastoria #draco malfoy #astoria greengrass #astoria malfoy #scorpius malfoy #harry potter #hp #hpcc #cursed child #harry potter and the cursed child #rewriting #ask #ship game

[wizkiddx]

how do you do it?

oops so I may have had a new adhd ultrafixation and switched up to f1 the past year or so... so i might be back but i don't write holland/ marvel stuff anymore. here's a little fluffy drabble of Pierre gasly - but pls do not think he's my fave driver hehe that u gotta guess...

reader x pierregasly

Looking after Pierre's [fictional] nephew for an evening or two may just impact your life forever.

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Pierre loved you. He loved you like he hadn't loved anyone ever before. It felt different. Like everything had perfectly fit into place. 

Which is why, on his summer break, he wanted to be surrounded by all the people he loved completely. His parents; his sister and her husband and child; his grandparents and you. He rarely got time off, so when he did he was determined to focus on what mattered. And nothing mattered more than family. 

Or so he thought… until his sister saw the family trip away as a great opportunity for child care. Apparently she and her husband had ‘accidentally’ booked a romantic week away for the two of them just the same week. And just assumed that the family would babysit little Mateo. 

Pierre really should be disappointed in her - except he didn’t really mind. He absolutely loved little Matt and spending some quality time with him so closely - well Pierre didnt mind one bit.

Also his brother in law annoyed him incredibly - so he would not be missed. 

After Matteo was dropped off, the whole of Pierres family happily shared responsibility of the little boy. Pierre’s dad was in charge of dinner and his mum, Pacale, then set about getting Teo settled for the night.  but in fact, Y/n had made such an impression on the young tot that Teo asked her to read him the bedtime story that night. Pierre went to say goodnight, but stopped himself at the doorway, leaning on the frame. Teo was cuddled right into Y/n’s side as she read the cartoony book. 

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Y/n awoke to her shoulder being nudged repeatedly, groaning as she tried to shrug it off - to no avail. The room was dark, lit only by a creak of light coming from the door… that she was sure had been shut when they went to bed. Her thoughts were sow as she blinked her eyes awake, trying to shake off the sleepy fog. And then she saw the dark silhouette standing right nect to her. In shock, she jolted upright, blinking rapidly to focus on the figure infront of her. It quickly became apparent she had no need to be scared, the intruder was tiny and with the same button nose as a little person she’d made friends with. 

“-teo?” Croaking, her eyebrows knitted together as she moved to lean up on her side - whilst doing as little to disturb Pierres arm that was still flung round your middle. “Could you not sleep?” He shook his head violently in response, before letting out a small sniffle. 

“had a-had a bad dream.” He pouted, his glassey eyes boring holes into your soul, even in the dim light from the hallway. 

“Oh Mattie” Y/n sighed sadly, sitting p so she could properly wrap her arms round the boy to pick him up onto her lap. Mateo instantly clung tightly to her body, his little legs and arms wrapped round her chest, face nuzzled into the crook of her neck. Not sure what to do, Y/n just held him close and softly ra her fingers through the little baby curls at the bottom of his scalp. “You wanna talk about it?” She whispered, and was answered with an indignant shake off his head against her chest. “Well I’m glad you woke me up Teo, this is what me and Uncle Pierre are here for.” He sniffled slightly, before arching back, sitting up on your middle and looking down at you and then at Pierre who was still softly snoring next to you. 

“Why aren’t you aunty Y/n? Why just Y/n?” 

Kids always had this ability to surprise. And you had exactly zero idea how to answer that. 

“Well kiddo, because your so special we have to earn the titles autny and uncle. Uncle Pierres known you since you were a baby! I’ve not known you that long so I’m not officially an aunty.” He crinkled his eyes, and appeared to look up at the dark ceiling as if in thought. 

“Who gives you the name aunty then?” This felt like a trick.

“ummm… your mummy and daddy and Uncle Pierre too. They’re in charge.” 

“If I was incharge I’d call you aunty Y/n.” Teo whispered for the frist time that evening, as if this was the secret part. Not the fact you were desperately trying to not let him disturb your slumbering boyfriend. He was still shattered from the first half of the season. He needed all the rest he could get. 

“Awh Teo!” You pouted and pulled him in for another hug. “That is why your so cool!” He giggled as you lightly tickled his top. “You ready to try and go back to sleep again?”

Suddenly he looked all shy, hiding his face behind his eyes. 

“When I have a bad dream at home…mummy and daddy let me.. let me sleep with them.” The cogs turned for a little bit, brain still addled by sleep, before you realised what he meant. 

“Oh! Do you want to sleep with me and Pierre?” He nodded shyly again, and you had to hide a little grin at his cuteness. “You know when I get bad dreams, your uncle Pierre holds me tight and protects me from them. Like my hero. Do you think he could be your hero?” You knew the little kid had a fascination with superheros, already owning batman tshirts galore. Superheros wer basically his second language. 

Instead of answering, Matteo just climbed off of you and into the middle of the bed, the space between you and Pierre. It took some adjustment, in fact Pierre huffed and squirmed in his sleep at the disruption, but Matteo ended up snugly under the covers, you mirroring Pierre on your side facing him. 

“Okay kiddo, now give uncle Pierre a big hug ‘kay?” He nodded as you pulled Pierres slightly limp arm round his littlle body, making sure it wasn’t squashing the little kid. Instinctively, used to wrapping his arms round you, Pierre squeezed his little nephew, before relaxing and sagging back into a deep sleep. 

“Night Aunty Y/n” Teo whispered, almost bringing a tear to yoru eye as you saw his little eyes poking out from Pierres arm to look at you. Of course he had said that. It practically made your heart melt. 

“Night night little one, sweet dreams.” 

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It was Pierre who was roused from sleep first in the morning. The soft french light streamed through the little inlets in the blind, giving the whole room a cosy and warm bath of light. Letting out a long sigh, he blinked his eyes open a couple times, enjoying the non-urgency of the morning which he so rarely got during the season. He muffled a wuiet cough, not wanting to disturb Y/n, before properly focusing on his left. Because it wasn’t just his girlfriend. Apparently somebody else had wormed there way into the bed last night. 

Both were still slumbering away but a little brunette figure had stolen Pierres normal spot. Matteo was nestled up in the crook of Y/n’s neck his little palm resting up under her ear. 

Pierre had never ever felt love that strong than in that exact moment. 

After a few minutes just watching the two taking deep breaths, Pierre decided he needed to save this moment forever. As quietly as he could he leaned over the two to the bedside table, where his phone was. Apparently he failed miserably, as he had barely drawn the caemra before Y/n huffed, eyebrows furrowed together, as she blinked against the soft light of the room. She only scowled more when she noticed the camera in her face - before softening as soon as she realised the little boy pressed against her chest. Just this once she might forgive Pierre. Soon he too relaxed back down in the bed, and the couple shared the a silent but incredibly intimate moment, basking in there feelings for one another. 

Pierre was so glad he had this time this summer. The fact he could spend the morning in bed waiting for the kid to wakeup. He didn’t have a gym session to go to, a meeting or a pr thing. He could be in the moment, daydreaming of his future, with his beautiful girlfriend and his beautiful nephew. 

Later that morning, Pascale and Pierre where sat on the porch with a black coffee each, watching Teo madly chase Y/n and Jean round the expansive green garden. 

“I heard it was musical beds last night?” Pascale interrupted the comfortable silence between the mother and son, which had before only been interrupted by Teos distant giggles.

“Hmmm apparantly so, though I slept through the whole thing.”

“You do need sleep my boy, Y/n was only following my express orders.”

“Mama” Pierre chuckled whilst shaking his head, his mother forever being incredibly overprotective. “Teo asked me this morning if I could allow him to call Y/n aunty.” 

“Pourquoi?” Pascale questioned, switching back to her natural tongue. The whole Gasly family made a special effort to speaj English when Y/n was around - not wanting her to feel left out. 

“He was asking her last night. This morning he sat me down to have an ‘important conversation’. he said Y/n earned the name aunty Y/n.” Pascale laughed, putting down the coffee cup on the table. 

“That boy is older than his years.” Pierre nodded, and Pascale finally chose to ask the question. “You think maybe one day she will be?… you know, officially an auntie… a Gasly?” Pierre kept his eyes down on the garden, on the way Y/n spun Teo round when he ‘caught her’. But pascale didn’t miss the playful smile that grew on the corner of his mouth. 

“How do you do it maman?” Pascale acted innocent, only shrugging and asking what. Even if she knew exactly what. “You knew I was thinking of that.” 

“Maybe” Pascales smugness made Pierre scoff, before carrying on. 

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while… but this morning, waking up with her and Teo. I want that life with her. I want her to be the mother of my children. I think that shes the one. “

For the first time Pierre turned to properly look at his mum. And her extreme grin half made Pierre take back everything he said. Except he didn’t. 

“You know my boy, we’ve all been waiting for you to realise for months. Not just Teo.” 

“Seriously?” 

“I love her. So does you dad and your brothers and sisters. So do all the kids. So do all your friends. And most importantly she has Teos complete seal of approval.” Pierre followed his mothers gesture straight ahead, till his eyes saw Teo and Y/n both sprinting towards the two of them, both of in fits of laughter. 

“What are you two crazies doing?” Leaving Pierre in a slight state of shock, Pascale pretended as if nothing had just happened, engaging with the two in front of her. 

“Y/n kept catching me! I was Ironman and she was Antman but she beat me!” 

“I thought yuou told me Iron Man was the best hero.” Pascale questioned, while the little boy clambered up onto her side. 

“No. Not anymore. Y/n is my favourite hero.” 

“I’m not a hero Teo. I’m just Y/n.”

“No you said to me Uncle Pierre is your hero. And you protected me from bad dreams last night. You’re my hero.” 

Y/n and Pascale just laughed at how the boys brain worked. The innocence of kids was just unbelievable. But Pierre didn’t, still reeling from the conversation with his mother. He sat with slightly glassy eyes, watching the two important women in his life with the cutest little boy ever. As Pascale excused her and Teo to get breakfast, Y/n looked over to her boyfriend, instantly her face dropping with worry. 

“Hey, whats going on?” She instantly sat next to him on the outdoor couch, arms wrapping round his back. “Talk to me Pear.” He wasn’t even crying but, Y/n knew him like the back of her hand, she knew the little glimmer in his eye which wasn’t normal. Letting out a breathy chuckle, Pierre leaned closer to her, allowing Y/n to lift his chin up to meet her eyes. 

“I’m just really happy.” He smiled, watching how her eyebrows furrowed slightly, eyes searching his for an answer. “Here with all the most important people. I’m happy.” 

Her eyes softened, the worry instantaneously flowing away, as a little smile tugged at her lips. 

“You really are going soft on me aren’t you? Oh wait - you’ve always been like that.” She teased, relaxing back into his chest a little as Pierre weaved his fingers through hers. 

“Only for you cherie… you think one day we coulod have our own little Teo running round?” Pierre noticed the way the breathing seemed to hit pause after he asked the question, as if he’d maybe said the wrong thing. But then she looked up at him, with the softest eyes and whispered. “I am ready whenever you are.”

She was in this deep too. Here for the long run.

With the biggest smile, Pierre pulled her lips against his, cradling her head in both his hands. It wasn’t rushed or heated, instead a calmness that emanated for the both of them. Because neither was worried. After a few moments, they pulled apart, Y/n settling leant against his body, her head resting on his shoulder as thye looked out at the beautiful view from the garden of the rented home. And thats when Pierre knew. He knew what he needed to o next. And suddenly he wanted to go to the ring shop right then because he simply couldn’t wait. 

“I got a few things I need to do first… but we will be a family soon cherie. I promise.”

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