#PAULI!😍

[mugiwara-lucy]

Look at all these old faces!!!!!!

#one piece #opspoilers #one piece manga #one piece 1114 #paulie #donquixote doflamingo #magellan #shirahoshi #king neptune #charlotte smoothie #charlotte mont d'or #tonjit #aokiji #kuzan #jaguar d saul #boodle #margaret #ALWAYS happy to see aokiji again!!! 😁😍

[torunarigha]

ah i just can’t wait to be in germany enjoying the bundesliga!!!! its unreal to me after all these years so closely following hertha, i will actually be a (semi-)local fan 😍

#i can see pauli games when i dont go to berlin 😍 #cant believe i lived in berlin for a whole dang year in high school and didn't see a single hertha game #i had philipp lahm brain rot #thoughts

[vomagari]

Hey I think I promised you your own link when I posted my fic - so here this is for you 💖💖💖

Only one chapter so far but I did it!!! I really hope you enjoy~

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40350183/chapters/101074575

AAAAAAAAHAHWH GUYS GO READ THIS RN!!!

#reading this immediately after i post this #i sense some angst 😍 #tommy angelo #sam trapani #paulie lombardo #mafia #mafia trilogy #mafia definitive edition #mafia 1 #ao3 #ennio salieri #sarah angelo

[honeyshiddendesire]

Pet Name Headcannons Masterlist

Sexy and Everyday 

A lot are redundant but like oh well lol 😂 I only have so much brain power lol 😂 🙄🙄

WARNINGS: 18+

*This is from my old account so it's the un-updated version since I first wrote it on Google Docs then like a dumbass kept updating on Tumblr lol *

This will be a MASTERLIST of snippets/one shots of them using the pet names!!!

Luffy - mami, mamas, mama, Y/N (I can not stress enough how much he would repeat your name!!) 

Zoro- woman, brat, whore, little girl, princess (in a taunting way-polar opposite to Sanji)

Sanji- my love, princess, daddy’s girl, good girl, pretty girl, mommy

Usopp- mami, babe, baby girl, baby, honey

Franky- darlin, sweetheart, honey, sweetie, baby, pretty lady

Law- baby girl, princess, my love, babe, Y/N (with how hot his voice is he would love saying your name!) 

Eustass- baby girl, kitten, pipsqueak, cock slut, bug, little mamas, cumdump, cry baby 

Killer- darlin, princess, baby girl, little one, baby

Doflamingo- dove, whore, messy girl , love (very rarely would he use ‘love’ but it would mean a lot) 

Sir Crocodile - baby girl, princess, my little slut

Smoker- darlin, sweetheart, love, honey, baby doll

Marco- birdie, mate, baby bird, songbird, little bird (birds birds BIRDS!) 

Thatch- honey, pumpkin, puddin, Angel cakes, sweet pea (food names cause he gives dad vibes 🤤)

Izou- my little cherry blossom, love, dear

Whitebeard-  love, dear, sweetheart, tiny thing, little thing, little one (anything pointing out his size and you can’t tell me no on this 🤣) 

Ace- darling, baby girl, princess, hot stuff, babe (firmly believe he will babe the shit outta you)

Sabo- my love, my dear, cock whore, dumb slut, bitch (just feel like he would love the harsh degradation 🤷‍♀️sorry not sorry 😬) 

Monkey D Dragon- love, dear, sweetheart (him groaning out sweetheart 😮‍💨)

Garp- little one, sweetheart, princess, bratty girl, dirty/messy girl, sweetie, darlin

Akainu- brat, princess, little girl, whore, cumslut, crybaby

Kizaru- lightning bug, my shining star, mamas, baby girl, sunshine (names involving light) 

Aokiji- ice princess, mama, babe, baby, snowflake 

Fujitora- wisteria, darling, my flower, rose, little peony, tiger lily (FLOWERS ALL DAY EVERYDAY!!! Whatever flower you can think of he’s calling you 😍🫶🏼)

Shanks- darlin, baby, baby girl, doll, baby doll, princess 

Benn- doll, baby doll, darling, love, princess

Mihawk- my dear, my love, naughty girl, princess, bloody princess (idk why I picture him speaking Spanish/ Italian saying princessa 😮‍💨😭🤤 idk if he speaks it but shit lol 😂 ) 

Buggy- superstar, rockstar, beauty queen, my diva, doll, clown whore, sugar/sugar bear (what you call him)

X Drake- mate, babe, baby girl, little one

Kaku- lil lady, sweetheart, darling, Raffe (short for giraffe 🦒)

Rob Lucci- Pretty Kitty, kitten, brat, whore, slutty kitty (no way he doesn't have a pet play fetish! ya can’t change my mind on this!)

Paulie- sweetie, pretty girl, darling, baby doll, princess, pretty mamas, my little whore, slut, naughty/dirty/messy girl (secret freak idc! I think he shamed Nami cause he’s a hidden pervert and she was making him feel some kind of way lol 😂 !)

King- my queen, my love, dear, little one, naughty thing

Kaido- little one, whore, brat, bad girl

Vinsmoke Bros- cock whore/slut, brat, woman, slutty puppy/kitty, good girl, pathetic slut, my little whore, mommy (hidden mommy kink!!!)

Red Leg Zeff- princess, sweetheart, kid, honey, doll, darling (old school lol )

*banner*

#pet name headcannons #honeys works 🍯 #old work new blog #one piece x reader #one piece luffy #one piece sanji #one piece zoro #trafalgar one piece #one piece eustass kid #one piece killer #one piece vinsmoke brothers #one piece franky #one piece x you #one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece paulie #one piece sir crocodile #one piece doflamingo #one piece shanks #one piece smut #one piece fujitora #one piece whitebeard #one piece garp #one piece smoker #one piece usopp

[kobb4ni2]

I kidd you not, your seaserpent!reader has made me giggle and kicking my feet non- stop. Like how do you come up with these tasty ass fics😋 I need some of your brain juice tbh😭

How would ( characters of your choice) react to Sea serpent! Reader having the ability to transform her gaint tail into a pair of legs?

Like who would be chewing on cardboard knowing all of the new possibilities that comes with the legs😋

And here is a little cat because why not? 🐈

DUDE ME?? THE ONE GIVING YOU BRAIN JUICE??!! MAKING YOU GIGGLE AND SWING YOUR FEET??? THIS IS A HIGH COMPLIMENT MOOTIE. I AM THE HONORED ONE!!!

Since I already made an ask similar like this! I’ll try to make this ask in a different perspective.

These mf are CLAWING THAT CARBOARD YOURE TALKING ABOUT LIKE, they love your tail alright but they just have a thing for your legs like 😍😍😍 WOWZIE MAMA ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU’RE WEARING HEELS GRAAAGHH (like step them on them.)

Shanks, Benn, Kizaru, Aokiji, Paulie, Brook, Doflamingo, Franky, Black Maria, Sasaki, Boa Hancock, Mihawk, Kidd, Killer, Kaku, Cracker, Ace and etc

While these characters LOOVEES your tails, esp when you use your tail to wrap around their waist so they can be talk eyes to eyes to you 😍🙏

Page One, Ulti, X Drake, Coby, Corazon, Zoro (HE WOULD NOT ADMIT IT), Rob Lucci, Khalifa, Katakuri, Smoothie and etc

THNAJ U FOR THE ASM MOOTIE AND SEND MORE CAAAT GRAAAGH‼️‼️🔥🔥

#DUDE I BLUSH AND SQUEEL WHEN I GET AN ASK FROM YALL #COMPLIMENTING ME AND SHIII KEKEKEKEKEHEHEHE😚😚 #x reader #one piece #yandere #yandere x reader #one piece x reader #yandere one piece #yandere op #yandere one piece x reader #sea serpent! reader

[rollinouttahere-writes]

I have came far and wide dear maiden to ask you …PLEASE , PLEASE YANDERE PAULIE!! I’m fine with platonic or romantic I just need more content for this man he’s a rare gem 🥰😍 

I feel like he be the type to use rope to keep his darling safe and captured but if reader ever wants to escape just show some skin and watch him fumble XD 

I've got lots of Paulie requests, so here's a short drabble about that one specific idea. Hope you like it!

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures

Yandere Paulie x Fem!Reader

.7k words

Tonight was supposed to be a cute little night in with your boyfriend, that’s it. Paulie had invited you over for dinner and to just hang out afterwards, so imagine your shock when you get there only to see all the windows nailed shut and an obscene number of locks on the door. 

Lucky for you, he’d made one massive oversight and forgot about the bathroom window. You’re not sure if he actually forgot, or if he’d just assumed it wasn’t big enough for you to escape through. Regardless of the reason, you were able to squeeze yourself out of it and were currently sprinting away from his home.

“(Y/N)! Get back here, this is for your own good!” You cursed under your breath as you heard his boots running right for you.

You try to turn the corner and get out of his direct line of sight, but are brought to a halt by a rope wrapping itself around your arm and tightening. The sudden loss of momentum nearly bowls you over, but you manage to catch yourself.

“Please just calm down, we can talk this out,” Paulie huffs out between breaths. The hand that isn’t clutching onto the rope attached to you is held out as if he’s trying to placate a scared animal.

“Talk this out?! Are you insane?! You tried to kidnap me!” You spat at him. 

“I did not! Don’t think of it like that! I was just- just- I was relocating you. Permanently,” his voice teetered off towards the end in what you hoped was realization. He shook his head, “It doesn’t matter, let’s go back home and we can talk more there.” 

Nope, Nevermind. He’s actually unhinged. 

“NO! Get away from me, you freak,” you screamed, desperately trying to get the rope unfastened from your arm.

“Would you keep it down?! People are going to think I’m hurting you!” Paulie hissed. He was pulling on the rope to drag you closer and was only a few steps away now. If you didn’t do something quick, he was going to take you away again, and you don’t think you’ll be able to escape as easily this time around.

In a fit of desperation, an idea came to you. An awful, terrible idea, but one that just might work. You stopped pulling away, and instead faced him fully. Your abrupt lack of resistance gave Paulie pause, and he eyed you warily, not sure what to make of this quite yet. 

Your hand found purchase on the front of your button up blouse. You clutched the shirt tightly, then violently ripped it open sending buttons flying everywhere. 

Paulie’s confused face turned bright red and his arms rose up to shield his eyes from the scandalous view, “What do you think you’re doing, you harlot! See! This is why I’m doing this! The world is corrupting you!”

While he’s screeching about your “indecency”, you’re able to slip the rope off and hand it to a yagara tied to a nearby dock. You free it and tell the animal to leave. Understanding the assignment, the yagara nods, takes the rope into its mouth, and takes off down the canal.

Paulie is immediately yanked into the water and is flailing and splashing as the yagara drags him away from you. You can hear him yelling for you to not leave, but you of course don’t listen and keep running now that you’ve gotten him off your tail for the time being.

There’s only one place you can think of that you can go. The train station. Nowhere else will truly be safe. Not only is Paulie well respected in Water 7, he has friends in very high places. If he decides to pull some strings, there won’t be anywhere you can go within the city where someone will be willing or able to help you.

The last train of the day should be leaving soon. If you can get on and it leaves before Paulie catches up, then you’ll be in the clear for the time being. 

And if worse comes to worst, you suppose you can try and kill him by flipping up your skirt if you see him again.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #one piece x you #yandere one piece #yandere #paulie #paulie one piece

[wexhappyxfew]

It is my first time writing anything to anyone, and I’m a bit nervous. I’ve been reading super bullets non-stop. It is just too good. I saw your prompt list and I thought that I needed to know more about the characters. Could you please write about Judy and Rosie?

P.S. Sorry if it’s a long list, I got too excited! Love you 😍

1st prompt list Touch

2.running fingers through hair

16. massaging them

34. washing the other’s body( me trying to be naughty 😆)

22. falling asleep on the other’s shoulder

2nd prompt list OTP

20. “Why do you insist on misunderstanding me?”

24. “Don’t say that to me. That’s not fair.”

30. “Leave me alone.” 

“Is that really what you want?” 

21. “Then take me with you.”

3rd prompt list Subtle Love

21.sharing their food with the other

7.giving the other their space, knowing they need it

8.enjoying the sound of the other's voice

9. distracting the other when they see they're distressed and close to freaking out

HEY ANON!!! thanks so much for sending this in! and apologizes for the time it took to get to it! finals week was stressful and now that i finally have time, i was excited to get to this! thank you for the variety of prompts you sent!!! it gave me a ton of options (which truly thank you, your excitement made my day to see!) i went with 8. enjoying the sound of the other's voice, which i found to work best!! i truly hope you enjoy! <3 (and as a first time, you did lovely! thank you more than anything for stopping by <3)

through the war

(a/n): a look into the early days of judy x rosie for those who want to get more flak house rosie and judy hehe!!! this is an idea i've had for some time and i think it finally fit here!!! :D i really loved this prompt and the way the writing went, more subtle at times, but really showing rosie and judy's connection in a way i loved! thank you and enjoy!

Sun-kissed and water-soaked skin were the highlight of the late morning as Carrie hung over the front side of the boat, absolutely losing her mind on Pappy in the other wooden excuse for a canoe, who was leaned back, splashing water over towards her as they cruised by one another.

"Fighters 12:00, Pauli!" Carrie yelled from the front of the boat, looking back over her shoulder towards both Paulina, in the back of the boat and Judy in the middle, "Get 'em good!" Laughter ensued as the three of them passed the boat from Rosie's Riveters, Pappy Lewis in the back splashing with all his might at them, and Paulina splashing back.

"Get 'em, girls!" cheers from the bank called, a few of the other women from Silver Bullets enjoying the friendly competition between the two B-17 groups that had gotten reprieve at the flak house. Carrie maneuvered the boat around a bit and looked back at the two women. Judy caught her gaze with a grin and watched as Carrie shifted her weight, leaning the boat a hard right as it spun.

"We're gonna hit 'em where it hurts, got that?" Carrie said, and Paulina mocked a salute as Judy let out a delighted cheer, a 'whoop-whoop' following, "Pappy Lewis we're coming for your head!"

"Not as long as I'm here!" Bailey yelled back at them, the boat nearing, splashing ensuing - only to end in the hard rock of Rosie's Riveters against Silver Bullets, enough for the boat to flop sideways and the three girls to go crashing into the water. Judy's body struggled a bit beneath the harsh suffocation of the cool river water, but she pushed herself to the surface, coming into an atmosphere of laughter, light and cheers. A smile crossed her face as she squinted her eyes open and found Carrie and Paulina in her field of view, Rosie's Riveters in the back, making way towards them.

"We'll get them next time," Carrie said with a laugh, running a wet hand down her face as she blew air from her cheeks and grinned, cheeks glowing red from laughter, "you have my permission to go as deranged as you please, Judy."

"On it." Judy said with a chuckle as the boat came over towards them and Bailey, Milburn and Lewis were offering their hands forward to pull them up.

"Got you there, Bergie," Bailey said as he and Milburn pulled up Carrie first, before reaching down for Judy.

"If I didn't have Pappy in my ear earlier making bets, then maybe we woulda won, asshole." Carrie said as Judy grabbed hold of Bailey and Milburn's hands and they pulled her up and out of the water and into the boat, laughing. Paulina was pulled up and let out a chuckle as she collapsed on the seat beside Bailey.

"I call rematch!" Paulina yelled as the boat burst into laughter.

Judy slowly glanced over her shoulder and up the embankment a bit, past where Annie was lounged up, aviators on, snoozing with Frank, the orange cat, by her side, and Marianne laughing with Margie and Kennedy by her side, and focused instead on Rosie Rosenthal. Her heart warmed the slightest bit at the gentle look of him - the loose blue button-up, the book in his hands, how relaxed he looked, sitting there up with the dazzling haze of the morning-blue sky and the glowing green of the trees and the grass around him. Suddenly, she wanted to be sitting right there next to him.

"Hey, you guys go on for another round, I'll sit this one out," Judy said, wringing some water from her hair with a graceful smile to the group, "might head in for lunch soon."

"You sure, Rybinski?" Pappy asked, "We could switch up the teams, I'll make you team lead?" Judy smiled and shook her head.

"It's all good, you guys have fun," she said, reaching the edge of the boat and flipping herself into the water and dunking herself under, the coolness of the water soaking her warmed skin. Coming up above the water, she looked up at the group and grinned.

"Carrie and Pauli? Make 'em pay, alright?" Judy said as she began swimming away, hearing the 'rah-rah' cheers from Carrie and Paulina, splashes following. Judy swam to the shoreline and then pulled herself from the water before heading over to the group on the grass.

"Looking great out there, Jude," Margie said with a smile, "I'd hate to be on the opposite side of that." Judy let out a laugh as Kennedy passed her a towel to which she wrapped quickly around herself and smiled, wiping water from her eyes.

"Well, I think Carrie and Pauli are gonna get 'em back pretty well off, so," she said looking at the group there, "you're all in for a treat."

"Where you going?" Marianne asked Judy as she wrapped the towel closer and stepped towards the hill. Judy's cheeks flushed and she bit back her lip.

"Saying hi to Lieutenant Rosenthal." Judy said quickly, "He finally looks relaxed, ya know?"

"He was asking where you were earlier, Judy," Annie said from her place on the towel, a smile on her face, where her hand was lazily petting Frank, "he'll be happy to see you."

"Have fun, Judy!" a few calls came as Judy smiled to them and headed up towards Rosie. Her heart began to pound a little bit more, the cool, late morning breeze making goosebumps run up over her skin, to the point where she realized she was in nothing but skin-slick shorts and a tank top, with a towel overtop going up to Lieutenant Rosenthal. Her cheeks heated as she looked up, watching him reading and looking near-picturesque against the backdrop of beauty that was the world around them.

"Hey."

Judy tossed herself from her reverie and found Rosie looking up from his book, squinting a bit in the sunlight, a small smile on his face. Her cheeks heated further as she stood there, hair tangled and wet, her cheeks red, the towel covering what she could and her eyes on his.

"Hi." she said quickly - slightly breathlessly at that, "Was wondering what you were up to." Rosie smiled that grin that got her heart pounding and then closed his book and watched her with those soft, baby-blue eyes.

"Figured I'd do a bit of light reading while I had the time," Rosie said, and she didn't miss the look he seemed to give her - admittedly trying to avoid looking at her more-than-bare-legs, his own cheeks dusting a glorious pink as he met her gaze again, "you? Or I could well….guess instead." And he nodded to her with that towel wrapped around as closely to her body as she could get it. She let out a laugh and instinctively went to cover her mouth and looked at him from behind the towel. They watched each other and Judy was sure he could see every inch of her the way he watched her, enough to make her warm all over.

"Your boys sure know how to have some fun," she said quietly, unable to control her smile towards him as she showed him her grin again, "and it reminds me of home. The creek, the water, the sun." You, she wanted to say, but that silent thought got bogged down by everything else around her. Rosie watched her, his smile growing on his lips like the setting sun.

"That they do," he said, his own voice sounding slightly constrained - breathless a bit like her, "would you like to sit?" With me?, seemed to be the silent question on his lips, but he didn't even need to ask. She would've given any time of day.

"Yeah, thank you." she said, with another smile towards him, before stepping forward, the grass itching her feet, as she turned and settled beside him on the towel he had rolled out. Judy pulled the towel tighter as she did crisscross-applesauce, and then glanced over at Rosie on her left side and smiled at his already persistent and present gaze on her.

"Whatcha reading?" she asked him softly, the pleasant noise of life and joy in the background of their quiet bubble there, side by side, her eyes finding his again as she leaned closer to his warm form.

"Of Mice and Men." Rosie said, holding up the book and showing her the cover, "Definitely a heavier read than some other things I've read, but it's good. You might like it. Listen, when I finish up, I'll lend it to you." Judy looked at him and smiled.

"Thanks, Rosie," she said softly, the instant his name left her lips, the corners of his lips perked upwards in a glorious display of his smile and his crinkly eyes when he grinned, "how are you liking it here?" Rosie watched her for a moment, and then looked down, before glancing towards the water where another round was ensuing of this game they had been playing - back and forth, splashing, laughter, freedom.

"Sometimes I just wish I was getting into that cockpit again," Rosie said, looking back over at her, "I don't know, just…it was simple, straightforward. It was mission, after mission, day after day. I was in a flow. A rhythm." Judy watched as he ran a hand over his face and dropped his rather broad shoulders a bit.

"But then I look at the men." Rosie said with a nod, and then glanced at her, "They need this." Judy watched him, his face a golden-honey hue, his eyes so deep and dark and distant all at once, and she nodded.

"They do," she said quietly, "we all do. You do, too."

Rosie was an enigma to her in a way other people had never been; so quiet at times, selfless, someone who wanted to get the job done, but didn't give himself time to rest. And in an opportunity like this, where that was the only option, he was mulling on thoughts of flying again. Despite not knowing him long, he was someone she found herself looking to a lot more often these days. And the selfless need to worry over him was something to follow.

He watched her for a moment, as if trying to believe her that yes, he and his boys needed rest just like the rest of them and yes, this all wasn't normal, but maybe for a second they could act like it and yes, for once they can focus on one another instead of a war in the sky. Rosie watched her for a moment and then smiled at her, and her cheeks bloomed red in a way she knew she couldn't stop.

"Plus," she said quietly, offering him another grin, "this is a good look for you." Rosie broke out in a bit of laughter at her mix between a joke and a compliment, but he took it all the same and nodded.

"You too." he said, but then they both seemed to freeze at his words, the casual phrase you normally said back after a compliment - the realization of what she was wearing seemed to strike both of them at the same time as a jumble of words left both their mouths, ending in nervous laughter and eye-catching gazes.

"What I meant to say was," he said, leaning an elbow on his upbent knee and a hand to his cheek as he looked at her again, "this. Being here. It looks normal for you. It looks good on you." Well if that didn't make her blush like a tomato she wasn't sure what would. But she nodded, and smiled a bit up at him.

"I practically grew up outside. When I was a kid, I mean. All of us, we were always outside. In the creek, with the animals on the farm, climbing trees, hiking," Judy said, "in a way, it reminds me of home being here. Being away from the war for a bit." She nodded. "Can't sleep well, but I guess for the time being that's okay, because I'm not in a ball turret and getting shot at." Rosie's face had grown serious and he watched her like the most delicate thing in the world was in front of him. He always looked so serious back at base that to see that same look cross his features nearly shot her back to that ball turret on the last mission.

"I haven't been sleeping too well either, if I'm being honest," he said quietly to her, then laughed a bit, "it sounds childish, but, I don't know. My mind's just running circles." Judy stared at him. She felt like for once, someone was experiencing what she felt nearly all the time. Constant running. Never-ending.

"Do you ever think it's like you're in some dream and that you'll wake up from it all one day?" she asked him, watching as he slowly nodded and turned to her.

"Sometimes." he said, "But then I go back and think, and I wonder how different things would be if all this wasn't going on. If, uh….well." Rosie looked to her and smiled slightly.

"To say the least, I wouldn't have met some of the people I've met here and I don't know if I'd be okay with that in whatever other world that would be." he said with a laugh and she smiled at him, "And if we're going to get back to any sort of semblance of life again, outside of this, like this, then we have to keep fighting back in this world, to keep it."

Judy looked up at him, and couldn't help but let her eyes traverse his face; eyes catching on how beautiful his long lashes were and how lively yet soft his eyes appeared underneath them, his solid cheekbones and jaw line, the slope of his neck dipping beneath his shirt, his hands and….Judy had to blink herself out of her wandering thoughts and instead ran a hand through her slowly drying hair that was sure to be a tangled mess and looked to him.

"One day we'll get the world back to that," Judy said, "and hey, maybe we can….I don't know, I can sit in the cockpit for once and experience what it's like? I can….be eye level with the birds instead of sticking out of the belly of the plane. Enjoy the sunset without knowing we're dropping bombs."

"I'll take you up on that." Rosie said, coming into her peripheral and leaning into her side a bit, his hand finding it's way to her shoulder half covered by a towel and half not, "Flying. You and me. When this whole thing is over and there's nothing left for us in England. I'll fly you home. You can be my co-pilot." Judy watched him, her heart pounding in her ears as her eyes searched his.

"You're too kind, Rosie, you don't have to…."

"No, no, I'll take you up on it. My promise to…I don't know, get us through the war." Us, Judy thought quietly.

Us through the war.

Judy stared at him fully this time, her entire mind consumed by him sitting there beside her, saying these things and making her feel all kinds of ways. Listening to his voice and expecting to act like it was nothing that he was talking as sweetly as he was to her. It was almost too much; these feelings, these emotions, someone felt nearly aligned with in life, yet the bulge of war was smack-dab in the center of it all. Judy brought the towel up to rub down her face and then sighed again.

"You okay?" Rosie asked her, placing his…very equally comforting and warm hand on her back, above the towel, "You went a little quiet." Judy looked at him, her heart pounding - even a simple acknowledgment of her quietness and she was spinning. Her mind scattered.

"Yes," she said quickly, a smile darting out, "all good, all good, just….." Mind, think, please, "thinking about lunch. Yes. Heard they were having a roast. Reminds me of home." With that, Judy stood to her feet and turned to Rosie, shivering slightly still, face and lips most definitely red, her hair a mess, her legs…..there.

Exposed.

And Rosie.

There.

Staring up at her.

"I don't want to bother your reading anymore, so," Judy said, "I'll see you around, Rosie." She turned and looked over her shoulder, and with a burst of boldness.

"Come and look for me if you ever want to talk!" Judy's face was beat red the entire rest of the way down the hill.

And Rosie was left - stunned. And smiling.

#these two are INSANEEEE #nonchalantness goes out the window with them i stg #rosie out here like: YOU LOOK GOOD #judy like: MIND. WORDS. PLEASE. #them #them them THEMMMM #definitely a bit more serious in ways but this was a cute piece to write #the flak house just is perfect for these two and their connection #judy rybinski #rosie rosenthal #judy x rosie #masters of the air #mota #mota writings #silver bullets #rosie rosenthal x oc #insane them them them

[elafranco2024]

Naughty Paulie😍❤️

#paul mccartney #the beatles #paulie #the most beautiful boy #the most baby of all times #naughty boy

[twopoppies]

precious Pauli 🤣😍

https://instagram.com/stories/paulithepsm/3127781563358634345?utm_source=ig_story_item_share&igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

I love Pauli. He’s just such a lovely presence. I’m so glad he felt good about his performance.

x

#pauli lovejoy #love on tour wembley 4

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

A bashful Curtis 😍

You are feeling tipsy and really good.

You can't help the way Claude was feeding you drinks while at Paulie's. But here you were now, the two of you giggling at the bar while Curtis and Grey were coming to pick you both up.

The minute Curtis walked in, you couldn't get to him fast enough, stumbling over till you tipped into him. "Whoa Honey, had a good time?"

You smirked, running a hand up through his hair, fluttering your lashes at him. "Mmhm, really good. But I wanna go home."

"Home home or back to my place?" Curtis questioned as you let your fingers scratch at the back of his scalp and along his neck. Already his ears were getting red-tipped, enjoying the sensation of your touch.

"Your place Curtis." You purred at him, leaning up to his ear to nibble at the lobe. If you had been at all sober, you would have been too self-conscious, worried about leaning all your weight into him. Tonight you were wrapping around him, ready to climb him instead. "If you wear your sweatpants, I will suck your cock so good." You whispered, loudly into his ear.

You felt him tighten his hold on you, his adam's apple bobbing suddenly on his neck. "Honey, you shouldn't make promises like that when you're all liquored up." His tone husked lowly back. You yanked back to look up at him, grinning happily.

"Take me home and find out. Please Curtis." You worked his shirt up enough to run your hands against his belly and up along his ribs. "I wanna get you naked and have my way with you. "

"You already know I would let you." Curtis chuckled while your fingers teased him, going back to his belt where he caught your hands from undoing the buckle. "But let's get you home, or to the truck at least."

"Yes!" You said enthusiastically, turning back to Claude and Grey who were paying up the tab at the bar. "I'm getting laid tonight."

"Good for you! Me too!" Claude cheered while giving a thumbs-up to you. Curtis steered you right around for the door, a mix of exasperation, bashfulness, and some pride on his face, a bright red tinging his ears, cheeks, and back of his neck. You stepped outside while turning to him and leaning up to press your lips to his.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good when we get to the house, Curtis."

#life is short so make it sweet #curtis and honey #curtis everett and honey #amber writes #sweater writes #amber drabbles

[awesomefringey]

I'm upset right now , these two birthday shows weren't good at all , they barely sung happy birthday to him *not even the full happy birthday song , just at the end a few lines

On the long break and during the show fans were chanting MEDICINE MEDICINE so loud over and over again instead of singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY and then Pauli brought cake on stage and they play birthday music but STILL fans didn't sing it till end of the music and barely sung it .

not even ONE birthday sign for him , the signs were so bad and selfish and all about them , one was " my dog died on your birthday 6 years ago " I'M JUST SO PISSED , not even ONE flag for him . there was NONE .

not even a birthday project for him , there were pink and blue lights for sott and at the end two fans(?) gave him some flowers and I'm just thankful to them only .

that last of LA show when he wore PINK and BLUE outfit was soooooooooo much better and he was so happy when they sung him happy birthday that night , his smile was so precious but tonight ... sorry I'm just so sad , he deserves to be loved on his birthday .

I’ve not had the time to catch up on what happened last night yet but if it was the way you recaptured, I’m disappointed too.

I’ve expressed my frustration about fans making their signs about themselves instead of Harry so often, I won’t start again. And a coordinated Happy Birthday singing could have been initiated and conducted by the band or over the screens, to get everyone sing in sync. It’s a pity none of that happened for sure.

I’ve gotta say I loved Harry’s outfit though. My little sparkly Kenbarbie. 😍 I hope Harry felt loved and cared for nonetheless. Being on stage for his birthday must’ve been so special for him.

#ask #happy birthday harry

[presidentialsims]

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News Anchor: Last night the President and First Lady stood united in their support for the environmental charity, Speak for the Trees.

Fred: “United” my ass.

Nathalie: Fred? Can you focus please?

Fred: We have been over this a gazillion times. We land. I walk the red carpet. I smile and wave. I answer their questions. I meet with Pauli. Then we go on stage and present my ex-girlfriend’s mother — who’s idea was that? — with a lifetime achievement award. What could possibly go wrong?

Nathalie: So darn much. Remember, you are attending as a representative of the White House. The President needs this to go smoothly.

Fred: Yes, yes, I know. I got the full “For the campaign” speech before we left. What the commander-in-chief wants, the commander-in-chief shall receive.

Nathalie: Watcher, help me.

I can’t wait to see you. I haven’t stopped thinking about that night 😍

#presidentialsims #thecronins #thecroninadministration #fredcronin #unitedstatesofsimerica #ts4 story #ts4 storytelling #ts4 screenshots #ts4 roleplay #ts4 roleplaying #ts4 white house #ts4 presidency #presidentialsims:Cronin1 #presidentialsims:

[guitars-and-kaleidoscope-eyes]

The Beatles: Ticklish!

Just a reminder, this is just fiction. I don't actually know how ticklish The Beatles actually are, (although I do have some true stories about Paulie being ticklish that I will add 😉) but I'd like to imagine it.

Paul McCartney:

Lee:

Paul is the most ticklish of the group.

His worst spots are his ears, neck, sides, and tummy.

John uses Paul being ticklish to his advantage and will blackmail him with it.

His laughter is adorable and has such a sweet playful voice when begging his ler to stop.

He is mostly attacked by John, but George also loves to go after him!

Got tickled when performing at Live Aid! (Which is actually true!)

Ler:

Despite how innocent he may look, his loves to get revenge on his ler!

Sometimes he'll do it straight away, other times he'll wait before doing it, making his ler wait in agony.

He's sometimes been known to wait weeks before taking his revenge!

He sometimes tickles people to wake them up.

Other times, he'll poke people in the stomach or ribs to tease them.

John Lennon:

Lee:

John's never really been ticked when he was younger.

It was only when he joined The Beatles that he started getting ticked. (And discovered that he was ticklish.)

Believe it or not, he was actually quite shy at first with being ticked. (And was nervous about letting himself be that vulnerable.)

But Paul was able to help himself get over that!

Sometimes the whole group will gang up on him.

Mostly by Paul and Ringo.

His worst spots are his back and underarms.

Ler:

He's a frickin evil ler!

He'll tickle anyone in the group, but Paul is his main target.

He uses tickling as blackmail, revenge, and fun.

He sometimes tickles Paul during interviews. (Which he has actually done in real life.)

Always pins his lee done, holding their arms above their head.

Won't stop until his lee is a red giggly mess.

George Harrison:

Lee:

He's the second most ticklish of the group.

Being the youngest, he gets ganged up on a lot.

Mostly gets tickled by Ringo and Paul.

His worst spots are his feet, ribs, and ears.

Hates being tickled, but everyone else says otherwise.

All it takes it someone poking him to send him to the floor giggling with the ler(s) kneeling over him tickling him as he tries to push them away.

So frickin adorable! 😍

Ler:

Considerate and caring ler.

Always asks if lee is ok with tickling.

Just never mess with his food!

If you do, he'll end you!

Seriously! He can be as bad as John if you do!

Loves to surprise tickle people when cuddling.

Tickles Paul to wake him up. (True fact!)

Ringo Starr

Lee:

Hates being tickled!

Worst spots are his feet, underarms, and belly button.

Always tries to tell people he's not ticklish when asked, but that never lasts!

John will sometimes poke Ringo's belly button when tickling him.

Absolutely hates that!

John likes to get him the most.

One of the most fun to get.

Ler:

Like Paul, loves to get his revenge!

Always right after getting tickled.

Only difference is that he's awful at it.

Uses playful teases.

When playing with kids, will sometimes play dead, then jump up and attack.

Cute as both a lee and a ler.

#fanfiction #rock music #the beatles #tickle content #paul mccartney #john lennon #george harrison #ringo starr

[glitterghost]

happy birthday buddyyyyyyy! love you 🥰

I read this in a very pauly shore tone.

ANYWAY. I absolutely adore you! And love you and think so much of you even though I've been a 👻.

You're incredible! 🤩😍🥰

#✨👻 #gg bday

[talkingharrystyles]

Pauli and Harry!!!!!

THIS! They have the best time together on stage and it’s always so beautiful to watch. I love them 😍😍

When it drops in kiwi and they dance 🥰🥰🥰

[elafranco2024]

From a blog John Lennon gifts.

Our lovely Paulie😍😍😍😍

#paul mccartney #the beatles #paulie #the most beautiful boy #the most baby of all times