#I hope it's okay!

[kumquats-are-gay]

I require johnny fluff! (This is a stick up🔫) maybe with a reader who's sick/tired/injured etc

OH SHIT- ✋😨🤚

But YAYAYAY!! Tysm for giving me something! I wasn't super hopeful that I'd actually receive anything, but this and the other prompt I got have made me so happy :'] thank you thank you!!!

I planned on writing these as short little blurbs but ofc I went and got carried away. AGAIN. Go figure, lol. Anyway, I hope you like it! :D

(THIS WAS SUCH A CUTE IDEA BTW)

Johnny Cage x Reader (SFW)

Tags: no use of Y/N, gn!reader, sick!reader, sick fic, flirting, established relationship, directly pasted from Google Docs (forgive weird formatting), Johnny takes great care of you <3

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51606256

You had been out with Johnny on a date, enjoying each other’s company as the two of you walked hand-in-hand down the pavement. Everything was perfectly fine when you guys had first left: the crisp autumn air was refreshing, and little made you happier than getting to spend time with your partner. However, whatever it was you had come down with hadn’t taken long to make itself known. About half an hour into your outing, you began to feel a little clammy. At first, you had just chalked it up to the cool weather giving you the chills, but the vertigo that checked in shortly thereafter quickly changed your mind. Like hell you were going to say anything about it, though; you didn’t want Johnny to worry. So, you bit your lip and got a grip, hoping to bear through it…until you couldn’t anymore. Mumbling a weary, “I think…I’m going to pass out,” you immediately collapsed. Johnny’s reflexes were sharp, thankfully; he reached out and grabbed you before you could hit the ground.

Johnny carries you back to the car, drives home, then carries you inside the house. All the while he’s transporting you to bed, you have your face buried in his chest, weakly groaning.

He helps you remove your damp clothes before he slips a soft t-shirt over your head, which is followed by a pair of pajama bottoms being gently pulled up your legs. You’re barely able to stand, so he lays you down in the bed, literally tucking you in as he pushes the sheets in around your body. Apparently, you had made this process rather difficult; you kept feebly tugging at his arm and whining for him “not to go”. He had to continuously reassure you that he wasn’t going anywhere. “Nooo,” you had whined, “don’ leave the bed.”

He rolls his eyes affectionately and continues fussing over you, constantly touching your forehead and repositioning the blankets. You whine again as Johnny moves away, and he’s trying very hard not to give into your pleas; he needs to go get some things so that he can properly take care of you, damn it!

You just keep making those adorable little whimpering noises, though, seemingly having given up on words, and he can’t help but pivot his head to look at you. He sees you reaching out with pitiful grabby-hands, pouting adorably, and—oh, fuck it.

Johnny relents, already making his way back to you as he asks, “What about the things you’re gonna need? Water? Advil?”

You wrap your arms and legs around him like an octopus the moment he settles in next to you. “Don’eed that; jus’ need you,” you grumble against his neck. Johnny huffs in amusement, but underneath the surface, his heart is swelling with affection. When he feels you shiver against him, he knows he won’t get anywhere if he tries to get up to grab another blanket for you. Instead, he just holds you closer and pulls the duvet further up. He runs his hands through your sweaty hair, unbothered.

“Alright, honey, try to get some rest now, alright?” he says and kisses your forehead. You don’t need to be told twice; within minutes, you’re out like a light. A smile tugs at the corner of Johnny’s mouth while he gazes down at you. It truly didn’t matter whether you were all dressed up and confidently strutting about, or if you were sweating bullets through a baggy t-shirt and whining for him to hold you—Johnny always saw you as nothing short of amazing, and he’d take care of you for as long as you needed, any time you needed.

~~~

Barely a week had passed since you had first fallen ill. You had nearly made a full recovery by this point and you were feeling like a brand new person. It was in no small thanks to your boyfriend, Johnny, who tended to you every step of the way. Nothing was too big of an ask for him, though you tried not to be a bother if you could help it. He insisted that you weren’t, though, which made you feel a bit better about it.

The only times he left your side were when you really needed something. Otherwise, he was just as glued to you as you were to him, calling into work and everything to ensure that he could be there for you around the clock.

You sighed and smiled at his sleeping figure—his hair was sticking out this way and that, and the bedhead alone was enough to make you giggle. This slightly roused him from his sleep, causing him to mumble something incoherent as he pulled you against him. Your smile only grew; he was so goddamn cute. “I’m sorry, did I wake you up?” you whispered.

Johnny shakes his head and mumbles, “Nah, you’re good.” He pulls you even closer and releases a long, tired exhale. Unable to help yourself, you reach out to scratch at his scalp which elicits a pleased hum from your boyfriend. “Y’know, I think I might be getting sick,” he suddenly claims. You frown and immediately move the hand in his hair to his forehead, which causes him to grouse in disappointment. Your brow furrowed in confusion; he was slightly warmer than usual, but you wouldn’t call it a fever.

“Are you sure?” you ask, looking at him quizzically. He lazily grabs your hand and drags it back to his scalp. You take the hint and continue the task of brushing your fingers soothingly through his sandy locks.

Johnny practically purred at the sensation. The pleasurable feeling of your nails lightly dragging across his skull caused him to slur his words a bit. “Hmm, yeah,” he spoke through the haze, “real sick, but I heard a kiss c’n make you feel a lot better…”

Understanding his game now, you asked him in a tone dripping with suspicion, “Oh, really? That so?” Johnny just answered with an unconvincing ‘mmmmm-hm’ as he continued to revel in your touch. “Alright,” you acquiesced, and pressed your lips to his forehead. “Feel any better?”

“Hmm, I think I need another one for the effects to kick in,” he idly insisted. You could hear the smile in his voice, though, a clear indication that he was obviously bullshitting. You continued to entertain him anyway by giving him another kiss, this time on his cheek.

“How about now?” you pressed, though you already knew the answer.

“One more should do the trick,” he lilted, the cheeky bastard. You outright laughed this time before moving in for the final kiss. Johnny lifted his head at the last moment, surprising you a bit as he captured your mouth with his own this time. The two of you became entangled in an impromptu makeout session as you lost yourselves to each other. That is until Johnny suddenly pushed you away so he could cough into his elbow. He sounded like he was hacking up a lung. The heat that was beginning to gather in your body immediately fizzled out as worry swiftly took its place.

“Hey, are you alright?” you asked with genuine concern. He held up his index finger as if to say ‘one moment’ while he finished his coughing fit. At the end, he took a deep breath and pressed his palm to his forehead as his face twisted into a grimace.

“Ah, fuck…” Johnny sighed before he flopped back onto the mattress. “Okay, nevermind—I think I might actually be sick.”

You shook your head fondly. “Well, it’s a good thing you have me then, huh?”

Johnny smiles up at you in earnest and reaches for the hand that had long since stopped its ministrations, but he just holds it in his own this time. “I couldn’t be luckier.”

#I know you only requested sick!reader but I couldn't help but throw in a little bit of sick!Johnny at the end there 😳 #I hope it's okay! #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage x you #johnny cage x y/n #mk1 #mortal kombat #mk1 x reader #mortal kombat x reader #I'M SO HYPE TO DO THE OTHER ASK I GOT TOO #it's the ONLY other one BUT STILL

[emmafallsinlove]

It hurts like so to let somebody go

#literatiedit #literatiedits #ggedit #ggedits #gilmoregirlsedit #jessmarianoedit #rorygilmoreedit #rory gilmore #jess mariano #tuserhaz #nessa007 #reputayswift #tusernoa #lorelaigilmo #userdanahscott #jess x rory #gilmore girls #* #i hope it's okay!

[kailali]

Kirishima x Reader (when you're on your period)

gn!reader, afab!reader, period, menstruation, reader has a period

You can’t help but laugh as Kirishima returns from the store, arms laden with reusable shopping bags that he empties onto the coffee table in front of you.

“Tada!” he exclaims, his face shining with pride as he spreads his arms in a wide sweeping motion that screams ‘Look, look! Look what I did!’

“Ei! What is all of this?!” Your eyes are wide, trying - and failing - to take in the entire spread.

He starts picking things up one at a time and showing them off like a late-night infomercial.

“Here we have a state of the art heating pad! With a plush gray cover that will match the décor in any house, this item is a must-have for cold nights, cramps, and sore muscles!”

“An ice-cream three pack that you won’t want to miss! Vanilla! Chocolate! Cherry swirl! Other flavors available for delivery upon request!”

He stacks each pint of ice cream on top of the former as he announces the flavors.

“Ice gel packs to beat the heat – or hot flashes!”

“Midol! Tylenol! Ibuprofen! Cramps will be a thing of the past with this collection!”

Another flashy sweeping motion to showcase the medications knocks them all off the table, which, for some reason, only makes his grin bigger, though his cheeks are dusted with a hint of red.

“Tampons! Pads! Light! Regular! Heavy! SUPER HEAVY! OVERNIGHT!”

“Seriously – they come in so many types!” he mutters under his breath.

“Chocolate! Salty chocolate! Spicy chocolate! Chocolate with hazelnut! Chocolate with cream! From Germany! Switzerland! Italy!”

“The finest imported loose-leaf teas, with a collection of flavors that includes raspberry, ginger, chamomile, and peppermint. And the finest local teas, featuring the ever-popular oolong!”

“Bath bombs! Bomb any bath!”

“Movies! Drama! Romance! Action! Martial arts!”

“Also, we have Netflix!” he adds, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, as if he hadn’t realized this before.

“The newest book from… whatshername! Guaranteed to be chock-full of drama, intrigue, flirting, and probably some super boring dude that could never hold a candle to a certain red-headed love interest!”

“Oh my gosh! Ei, stop! It hurts!” You’ve been laughing nonstop at his sales pitch, and your sides ache. Eijiro being over-the-top was definitely not surprising, but this – you were still surprised by this.

“But I have one more thing!” he pouts. “Please?”

“Of course,” you concede, smiling indulgently. This earns you a beaming smile from Eijiro, his joyful love ever the brightest thing in your life.

“This is the best part!” he promises, producing one final bag – this time, a gift bag.

You take the bag from him and peer inside, your eyes lighting up as you pull the red bear out and hug it tightly against your chest.

The pink that had dusted Eijiro's cheeks had given way to a burning red blush that extended all the way to the tips of his ears.

“He’ll snuggle you when I'm not home. So that you’ll know – I'll always take care of you.”

#Kirishima #Kirishima Eijiro #Kirishima Eijirou #Eijiro Kirishima #Eijirou Kirishima #Kirishima x Reader #MHA #BNHA #My Hero Academia #Boku no Hero Academia #Kirishima Fluff #Kiri Fluff #period tw #menstruation tw #writing Kiri is *not* in my wheelhouse #I hope it's okay!

[dhampiravidi]

Caleb was taking her to meet the rest of the Sons of Ipswich AKA his best friends, and Jayn was extremely nervous. It wasn’t like she made a point of staying away from people (especially guys), but...she didn’t exactly go out much. Add that to the fact that she was doing college online for the foreseeable future and her social skills were pretty damn weak. What scared her the most, though, was that the guys would be the ones in charge of her magic tutoring. If they didn’t like her, the next few months were going to be horrible.

“They’re going to like you. I promise.”

“Hm?” She looked over at Caleb, who she’d only known for two days. He was surprisingly welcoming, for a guy who had suddenly had a random girl shoved into his home. Pretty people like him could always turn out to be assholes, but something about him told her that he wasn’t like that.

“Be yourself. Now c’mon, California girl, let’s get in before you freeze.” With all the fear, she hadn’t even noticed that her bundled-up self was shivering. She matched his smile and followed him into the bar. Immediately, the noise put her on edge. Thankfully, Caleb noticed and guided her to the back, where three guys were sitting at a table laughing. The noise died down as Jayn and Caleb approached. “This is Jayn.” 

She awkwardly waved and nodded to each boy as he introduced himself. Reid, Tyler, and Pogue were in all of Caleb’s stories, not to mention the pictures in his room. And dear gods, Pogue was making her wish she’d worn something a bit cuter than biker boots and layers. Her eyeliner and earrings sat at home, forlorn. Jayn was grateful when Caleb started talking again, because she needed something to distract her from his friend’s soft-looking hair and toned body (she’d never seen a leather jacket that was tight around anyone’s arms before).

“Tyler, what happened to your friend? The girl from DnD?” Caleb asked, once they’d all sat down. He was curious, but he hoped it wasn’t Reid just trying to set him up with someone else. Unlike Pogue, Caleb had continued to date after his breakup months ago. Well, “get fucked” was probably a more accurate description. He never led anyone on, but he struggled to have more than a one-and-done kind of relationship. No one he met was real enough for him.

@abrushwithdeath

#abrushwithdeath #jkw: thread #I hope it's okay! #I'm thinking Cassia's in the bathroom or something idk up to you

[rainyearning]

@beyondism​

Parker works hard to get him into the right shape, they practicing daily, whenever they aren’t sleeping it’s either dancing, voice coaching, performing.. Looking at Parker, Seo notices immediately how tired the shorter man looks. Like, he always looks a bit tired but today, he looks even more tired... and Junseo also knows that he will find himself worrying about this fact all day. But like always, Parker urges him to get going, getting into the lyrics of the newest song. Maybe the other seems a bit extra pushy about it, so Junseo does as he’s told. Reading line for line, wondering what had Parker in such a lovesick mood. Of course he is happy if his friend is in love, though in his heart there is a tiny upset feeling he likes to just shove far away. Parker was in love? The smile remains unchanged on his face when he starts teasing the male about those lyrics, also wanting to know who managed to steal the mans heart. So when Parker tells him this song is about him... Junseo finds himself confused. Was he misinterpreting the overall spirit of the song? Was it about friendship.. and not love? He’s giving Parker an irritated look, gaze wandering back moments later to keep reading. About him? He actually reads through it once more before he gets to his feet, closing the distance to make eye contact with Parker, his heart hammering in his chest. Standing in front of Parker, looking down at him, the tall male points at himself. “Me? This song.. is really about me?” Maybe by now his face is a little blushed, still he leans down and places a kiss to the males cheek, just because he can’t find the courage to kiss Parker on the lips in case he was totally getting all of this wrong. Parker was in love with.. him? He pulls away a little, looking back at Parker but not fully straightening his position again, eyes asking for a kiss but not daring to speak.

#beyondism #I hope it's okay!

[wildskissed]

@aethramusings liked this for a starter!

Honestly, Eve was glad that Dammon was around. He didn't have to be, and he certainly didn't have to help them with anything, but he did, out of the kindness of his heart and his want to protect Karlach. That was something that they could both get behind: neither of them wanted Karlach to go anywhere.

So, Eve had brought Dammon a present, just because she could. He was always working, but something told her that he liked to do that, so she never pressed it. Instead, she brought him a fruit tart courtesy of her own making, and a couple of rare metals she didn't have any use for that he might.

"You're working late...not that I'm surprised," she smiled.

#aethramusings #╰•★ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ★ [main verse] #lemme know if you would rather someone else #but i had the idea and ran with it #i hope it's okay!

[wolfisheart]

@luposcainus said, ❝  wait— have you been here all night?  ❞

insomnia had been a thing even before the world fell apart. when he was alone, fighting against the undead, he used it to his advantage. being awake at night helped keep the shadows at bay. being able to sleep during the day, even if they were little cat naps, made him wonder if it helped at all in how long he'd been able to survive.

now that he'd managed to meet up with a few other people, hale always offered to take the night shift on watch. he was confident in his ability to fight off anything that came their way, and stay up while doing it.

" yeah, " he yawned now that the sun was starting to peek over the horizon. the fire in front of his feet died down to glowing embers long ago. a piece of bread was sitting at the edge of the grate to toast for the morning before he found his own little hole to crawl into. " it's been a while since i've seen anything in the middle of the night. better safe than sorry, though. " both shoulders shrug up.

" sleep okay? "

#🕇 answer . ›› . #🕇 zombies . ›› . #luposcainus #this was the first thing that came to mind #i hope it's okay!

[kyuhu]

This post kinda made me think about some stupid Feliks +B.altics humor headcanons so I wrote them down and I know I’m actually not great putting things like this into words but now that I did why not post them?

This turned out to be kinda long so it’s under the cut ;v;

Feliks:

Laughs about his own jokes way too much.

The type of person who has a hard time even telling the joke because he’s already dieing of laughter inbefore he even got to tell the punch-line.

Gets the worst laughing fits. He’ll be crying of laughter slapping his knee/the table not beeing able to finish a sentence.

Is definitely very loud. Also I think he’d have a weird/kinda unique laugh one can recognize from a crowd of people very well.

Will not stop laughing. A funny thing could have happened two hours ago and he’ll probably still sit there snorting/restraining another laughing fit until it bursts out again. Sometimes he probably fakes it and people are like „okay we get it, you thought it was funny!“

Makes fun about everyone and everything but is a bit thin skinned as soon as someone jokes about him.

Actually the biggest party pooper if he’s in a bad mood.

Usually it’s pretty easy to make him wholeheartedly laugh though.

 Liet:

Tries to be funny sometimes but rarely suceeds.

Makes some decently funny puns/dad jokes at best if the situation arises. Maybe Feliks would laugh about it, but he’d laugh about almost everything if he’s in a good mood so that doesn’t really count.

Makes finger guns but it’s kinda awkward.

Tries to memorize jokes he read in the newspaper to tell them later but he forgets half of it and it usually turns out to be just a flat story without a punchline. (Everyone looking at Liet like …….??? Liet: „no, wait… uh I think I missed something.“)

Tired smiles are his default reaction. Someone would tell him a joke and he’d just be like „oh, I see c:“ and that’s how they know he didn’t get it.

Questions jokes with „but why would they do that?“ „Oh that sounds pretty bad, I hope everyone is okay?“ like you’re supposed to laugh at the made up people’s stupidity here Liet, stop worrying about it.

The only beeing who can always make him laugh or smile is his wolf/dog.

Probably very rare to see him really laugh at something, but if he does everyone will be like  💖💗 💕 ❤ 🥺 because it’s beautiful. Like you really feel like nature is healing if this guy starts laughing wholeheartedly.

Lat:

The spirit is there but he sometimes accidentaly spoils his own punch-line before he gets there if he’s nervous. Tbh he’d spoil other people’s punch-lines as well mostly on accident unless it’s Ed telling the joke sfdgaf.

Is a suprisingly charismatic person if he gets the chance to be in the spotlight.

Will mimick other people’s voices when he’s telling a funny thing they did and is incredibly good at it.

Tells somewhat unsettling morbid jokes at times but laughs it off in a way that makes everyone forget he even said something strange in the first place.

Can question jokes similar to Liet if he’s in the mood™️. Will lie on the couch staring at the ceiling thinking loudly about how a person in a joke someone told him hours ago might felt like and everyone wonders what he’s even talking about.

Will complain about bad jokes.

Ed:

Probably the only one of them who’s able to just,,,, tell a joke.

Seems prude but can be super funny if he wants to. He’ll smirk, push up his glasses and you already know the whole room will just die of laughter in the next two minutes.

Gets a bit flustered if the jokes are to far below the waistline though.

Is completely unphased when people make jokes about him. You just can’t mock him that way, he’s way to cool for that. Unless you’re Lat and you’re very dedicated on making Ed flip, then it might work on very rare occasions.

Would never, like never ever tell a dad joke.

Adds on other people’s jokes and makes them even funnier.

Has a a polite customer service laugh. But can also be dieing of laughter in a way Feliks does if a joke really hit his nerve.

Will make fun of certain people if they are not around. But pretends to not remember anything about that as soon as someone mentions it again.

Has 100 insiders with Tino.

his stomach hurts if he laughs to much.

#long post #my hcs are always very wonky and a bit braindead so I'm not going to tag them sdfaga #I think I'm just looking for something to do instead of actually working on important stuff #cries #Also please when it comes to HCs I never know if I came up with those myself or if I read them somewhere #so if I accidentaly copied someone's HC please hit me up #Also it just occured to me that this might sound as if I would be like well actually liet HAS a sense of humor #in context of the linked post #which of course isn't the case! #that post is great and I can definitely see liet beeing very humorless compared to others #it just inspired me to write these down #I hope it's okay! #it's not ment in a bad or spiteful way!

[darcymariaphoster]

81 with....

SuDen if you dont mind

I think it's just a personal headcanon of mine at this point that Denmark suffers from anxiety. 🤷

Also I am so so so sorry that this took so long. I am terrible.

Word count: 902

It’s one of those nights when Mathias is working late but Björn has been home for a few hours, getting the last of the chores done so that Mathias doesn’t have to worry about it. It doesn’t happen very often anymore, not since he’d switched jobs, that he works late. But Björn is always happy to help out when these nights do occur. Especially since it’s been one hell of a week for Mathias and his anxiety. Despite all of Björn’s efforts to help him and get him to bed at a decent time, Mathias’s work schedule has really made it hard for him and, if he was honest, he does know that no amount of structure and comfort will ebb his anxiety entirely. Luckily, however, it is the end of his work week, and Björn wants to make the next few days as calm and relaxing as possible. 

He’s just finished the dishes when Mathias gets in and kicks his shoes off by the door. He wanders into the kitchen and gives Björn one of his tired, lopsided smiles. “Why are you even still awake, never mind doing dishes?” he asks, though his tone suggests that he’s grateful. 

Björn shrugs awkwardly and answers, “Just wanted to make things a little easier… Have a little extra time for us…”

Mathias makes a face as he comes up to him and drapes his arms over his shoulders, resting their foreheads together. “I don’t deserve you,” he mutters affectionately and Björn scoffs quietly. “Let me go change. And then maybe dessert and that TV show we’ve been waiting to watch?”

“You haven’t even eaten dinner,” Björn reminds him, but he doesn’t really feel like pushing the issue. He’ll get a good meal in him at some point or another. Mathias laughs and disappears down the hall to change. He goes to the family room and settles down on the couch, turning on the TV to search for their show that they’d been talking about for something like a week now. He’s fine with this because this is what he’d been hoping for -- just quiet time to relax with his partner and not have to worry about anything in particular. 

Mathias gets them both some of the ice cream that they’d been hoarding and plops down beside Björn, passing him his bowl. “I really do appreciate you, you know…” he mutters, curling up next to him. Björn simply just makes a soft sound of acknowledgment, not really sure what to say. For some time, they simply sit and watch their show as they eat their ice cream and Björn feels nothing but lucky to have this moment with his partner. Out of the blue, however, Mathias asks, “Why do you love me?” And his voice sounds so small.

Björn takes a moment to consider his answer, struggling to put what he feels into words. He’s never been good with words, never been good at being able to express his feelings. There never seems to be the right words to describe emotions anyway, and so he doesn’t generally try to talk about them -- at least not like this, so straightforward. He scrunches his brow and carefully answers, “I don’t know exactly… Everything I could say sounds so shallow. How I like the way you look, and how comforting your voice is. And how ridiculous you can be, but how I can trust you enough that I can tell you anything. And how we have similar interests, and yet we can also argue about the things we have different opinions on." He pauses, staring intently at the TV. "It's just a…feeling, under everything, that I don't know how to describe…" 

Mathias is quiet for several minutes and Björn is afraid his answer isn't sufficient. But then he leans against him, turning awkwardly so that he can wrap his arms around his waist. "And all of that even when I'm a pain in the ass? Or having an anxiety attack?"

"Maybe more in those sorts of moments," Björn admits gently, shifting to drape an arm over him and kiss the top of his head. "I couldn't tell you why I love you, not really, but I do with so much of myself that it's like this insatiable itch inside me." 

Mathias makes a sort of hum, peering up at him and Björn doesn't think he looks particularly comfortable. "I adore you… I don't know what the universe saw that it thought I should be lucky enough to have you, but I love you and I don't know what I'd do without you."

Björn smiles softly at him, kissing his forehead. "Exactly my sentiments. Now please actually get comfortable -- staring at you makes my back hurt."

"Is that right?" Mathias purrs, his tone making Björn blush, turning his attention to the TV and making Mathias laugh as he moves to get more comfortable. 

He knows that Mathias is still having a hard time, and this weekend might still be a bit of a struggle, but Björn lives for these moments with him. When Mathias intertwines their fingers, laying his head in his lap, and makes a joke about the show they're watching. He can't put it all into words, but he thinks sitting here with him and just existing with him is as close to communicating what he feels as he can get. And he's perfectly okay with that.

#my shit #hetalia #aph sweden #hws sweden #aph denmark #hws denmark #suden #my fanfic #asks #fic asks #thank you for your patience! #i hope it's okay! #i love them and i wanted to write something sweet #thank you for the ask!

[ofdamnation]

' did i ask you to come here ? please tell me i didn't—— you can't be here right now . this is way too public . ' / closed starter for @luvcrs .

#i saw u had jung hoyeon in ur wanted fcs shes the first one i seen so if you'd like someone else lemme know !! #also plot is basically secret dating/messing around bc shes an idol and shes technically not allowed to on top of bein gay kghgk #i hope it's okay! #yebin. #luvcrs

[wcrpbubble]

" guess the odds aren't exactly in my favor. " @hiippocrates

"isn't that supposed to be my line?" she asks with a wry twist of her lips, a sense of lingering bitterness tainting her mouth. another day, another doctor visit - laura feels plagued by them these days, to the point that she is so very close to saying to hell with it. except she can't - because there are far too many relying on her to get them home. at least, to a version of home that none of them have ever seen before.

"i've learned that odds are in few favors when it comes to the temperment of the admiral." she adds, washing down a handful of pills with the glass of water on the table by the bed a moment later and the bitterness in her mouth turns to reality. "but i think you'll be safe. least for a while. someone's got to patch him up when his bullheadedness eventually gets him shot."

#hiippocrates #( --- character && laura roslin ) #THIS IS NOT MY BEST BUT HERE WE ARE #i hope it's okay!

[reyofluke-ocs]

GRADUATION GIFT EXCHANGE -> Carter Blackwood x George Karim for @bibaybe

he loves you. and you love him. and it’s like a tragedy. because you both think the other is just looking at the ground

#ocappreciationtag #graduation gift exchange #gifts for others #*mine #i hope it's okay! #sorry the coloring is so bad; psds are not my strong suit

[couldyouspeakmyname]

hcs for poly shishigumi on Valentine’s Day?(ie agata free ibuki and Miguel?)

I see you have chosen one of many dream polycules

Miguel and Ibuki tag team breakfast for you five, while Free and Agata indulge in early morning snuggles with you

You and Agata WILL have to make Free get up, as he refuses and will actively try to convince you two to come back to bed

There's a fifty precent chance Ibuki will have to get him, or Miguel may just throw him over his shoulder

When you two finally get up, Ibuki and Miguel have prepared far to much food, even for just the five of you. You'll end up sharing with the rest of the Shishigumi

You're the decision maker as far as what you want to do. It's rare for your entire constellation to be off at the same time.

Agata and Free would vote for a theme park, while Miguel and Ibuki would be happy with a day at the park and a picnic.

You're most likely to do both, a theme park first then a candle lit picnic. Don't worry, Ibuki and Miguel are all over the fire extinguisher.

At the them park, Free and Agata are on the same page and want to go on a ton of rides. You may get the other two to go on a couple, but not many. They will be the ones who win most prizes at the game booths. Free is the roller coaster and crazy ride guy, Agata is a bit less daring but will try most things once. Free will just go on the most insane roller coaster he can find at least five times.

Free holds Agata's mane back when he throws up

At the normal park, the lions easily find a table so you don't have to sit on the grass, unless you want to.

The picnic is packed by Miguel and Ibuki, but Agata manages to sneak in special snacks and candy to combat the healthy tone of the meals the two tend to plan.

At the end of the day all of you guys exchange small gifts and presents, but the most important part is that Agata sets up a tripod so you guys can have a cute photo of all of you together.

#the tags for this will be tremendous #miguelxreaderxagataxibuki #readerxagataxibukixmiguel #poly!shishigumi #freexreaderxibukixmiguelxagata #I hope it's okay! #beastars headcanons

[nadiamorgan]

location — the teacher’s lounge

character — @boyd-connors​

Her caseload had nearly doubled in a week’s time after one attorney left the firm and another stepped back due to the liquor bottles found stashed away in his desk. She was thankful for the job itself, but the workload stood as a challenge that she wasn’t quite ready to accept. How was she supposed to stand tall with confidence when every ounce of it had been drained from her system?

The corner booth by the window had served as quite the peacemaker as rain quietly thudded against the glass. People came in and out for all their hungry diner needs, but she didn’t budge. The only time she moved was when the waitress forgot about her in the corner and her empty coffee cup needed a refill.

Somewhere between the files, the quiet diner had began to buzz with people. The bar was lined up with patreons all around and every table and booth was filled with a body. The time on her watch meant that she’d been there for nearly three hours and yet, she’d barely made a dent in her work. The attorney lifted her mug to her mouth and once more, was met by an emptiness that didn’t even surprise her.

Rather than wait for the waitress to make her rounds again, the woman stood from her space and moved towards counter for a refill of the plain brew that she clearly couldn’t get enough of. After a quiet thank you, she headed back towards her seat, only to find a familiar face looking over the area. For a moment, she panicked; was Mattie with him? She did a quick look around and when she didn’t see the child in tow, she stepped closer and cleared her throat to alert him before she spoke. “I can leave if you want the table,” she offered, voice low. “She’s not...” she trailed off, nothing but concern on her features. It wasn’t her place to barge in when the timing wasn’t right. She’d lost that right eight years ago.  

#boyd-connors #character: boyd connors. #sorry this got wordy #i hope it's okay!

[wildskissed]

@caracarnn gets a random starter

Portals always took Eve by surprise, but when it came to trying to escape your life, you took whatever the universe decided to present to you. Unless something happened, there would always be a way back, she would just have to find it...or figure out how to use her magic to open it back up herself. That shouldn't be too hard, as long as things here weren't TOO different.

While she had found herself in what looked like a forest, and she could see a town through the trees, she wondered for a moment how this was going to go. So much in fact, that she tugged her hood up to cover her ears. Where there elves in this world? Where was she? Was this still a part of Faerun, or not? Whatever the case, she knew it was better to be safe than sorry, and so she needed to find someplace with a mirror so she could fix her hair OVER her ears for the duration of her stay.

What she hadn't anticipated, was literally running into someone, and having the hood slip a little. "So sorry--I should watch where I'm going..."

#caracarnn #╰•★ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅᴇʀɴᴇꜱꜱ★ [verse tbd] #i figured this might work #i hope it's okay! #lemme know if you wanna plot something else

[flicker-bot]

//Finnish Drawtober, prompt #12: Nauru (laughter). I had to do both! @followingprotocol

I imagine they're going around the firehouse telling each other bad puns while others are groaning (but secretly loving it because look how much fun those two are having).

And boy everyone’s going to know when they play tickle chase (get it?) since there’s going to be so much laughter! (Chase doesn’t want to overwhelm Flicker, though, and lets him go quickly so the game can continue!)//

#art #followingprotocol #the image sizes weren't optimal for posting them as answer to an ask so i decided to post them this way #i hope it's okay!