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cowgurrrl · 6 months

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I love rockstar!Joel. Could you please do some angst? Maybe them discovering Violet has asthma 👀

Thank you for the request!! Sorry it took so long and thank you to everyone who voted so I could get my priorities in order lmao

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Pairing: rockstar!joel miller x actress!reader

Summary: You find out Violet has asthma [~900]

Warnings: hospital setting, brief medical emergency, my poor wheezy baby Violet :(, Joel being supportive in his Joel way

The hospital is quiet now that the night shift has started. At least it’s quiet in the NICU. Joel is sitting next to you with a hand on your back, rubbing gentle circles, but you can’t tear your eyes away from Violet. She’s covered in little monitors and has medical tape holding an oxygen tube in her nose. The doctor who came in to give you her results called her the fattest baby in the NICU. It was supposed to be a compliment— a testament to how good of a job you’re doing at nursing your six-month-old twins— but it just made you cry. The results weren’t any better.

It could be worse. You know it could, but getting slapped in the face with a severe asthma diagnosis didn’t feel great. You asked if there was anything that caused it, like her diminished lung function at birth or pet hair or something. The doctor just shrugged and said, “It was probably just something she was born with.” It could be worse, but hearing that as the person who carried her and brought her into this world felt like a slap in the face.

The day is blurry when you go over the events again. You heard her wheezing over the monitor. You thought it was a fluke or a problem with the white noise machine, but then you saw her stomach moving sporadically. You and Joel ran to the twins’ room, called 911, and tried to soothe Violet enough for her to get air into her lungs. But you’re an adult, and you were so scared that you couldn’t breathe either, so how were you supposed to teach a six-month-old to do the same? Paramedics were in your house before you could realize and all at once, Violet was out of your arms and on a gurney.

“Go with her. I’ll meet you at the hospital, okay?” Joel said when the paramedics said only one parent could go in the ambulance. He was up the stairs to console a screaming Sophia before you could even make it out the door. She stabilized in the ambulance, but they decided to keep her overnight in case she had another asthma attack.

“It’s unlikely, but we’d like to be prepared. Just in case.” A nurse told you. The possibility of another attack on your baby daughter’s lungs is enough to keep you awake as she sleeps in the sterile hospital crib.

“What are you thinkin’ bout?” Joel asks quietly when he catches you rubbing nervous circles into Violet’s chubby hand. You shake your head and swallow thickly.

“What if I didn’t hear her? What if she had an attack while we were sleeping or something? What if she-“

“Hey, none of that,” he scolds and pulls you into his chest. “You saved her. She’s gonna be just fine because of you. She’s okay. There’s no use in thinkin’ bout things like that.”

“It’s gonna happen again, Joel. We can’t just ignore it and hope for the best. This could be the rest of her life, and you just want to not talk about it?” You snap. You’re tired and frustrated and a little hungry. It doesn’t have anything to do with him. He knows this.

“That’s not what I meant, baby. That’s not what I meant,” he murmurs as he kisses your temple. You try to relax into him and close your eyes at the feeling of his warm body enveloping yours. “Look at her,” He urges. Your eyes snap open, worried that she’s in trouble again, but you find her still sleeping peacefully. “You made her. You made her eyes and lips. You made her fingerprints and the birthmark on her shoulder. You made her smile.”

“I made her shitty lungs.”

“Please don’t call our daughter’s lungs shitty.”

“Sorry,” you rub your face in exhaustion. “Sorry, Violet. Your lungs aren’t shitty. They just need help.”

“There you go.” He says, a hint of a joke in his voice, and you manage a smile. “You’ve made three beautiful, perfect kids and made me the luckiest man alive in the process. There is nothin’ more I could ever ask of you except to be nicer to my wife. She works really hard, and you’re not bein’ fair to her.” Your smile gets replaced by tears, and you sniffle into his chest.

“I don’t know how to protect her from this.” You cry, and he takes a deep breath.

“I don’t either,” he admits. “But, we’re gonna learn, and we’re gonna figure it out. We’ll go to every doctor we need to go to. We’ll do all the tests. We’ll do everything we can to keep her safe.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Violet makes it through the night without another episode, and you get cleared to go home. Sam, Ellie, and Sarah (holding Sophia) run out to meet you and see Violet. She still has a little mark on her face from the medical tape, but she’s alert and happy. She even kicks her feet and screeches in excitement when she sees Ellie. Then, just as siblings do, they play in the living room together. They’re a little rough with each other, and it takes everything in you to not snatch Violet away from the chaos, but it’s like pure magic when they laugh.

So, you hold back and watch. Joel kisses you and joins in on the wrestling after a few minutes. Seeing your family interact, play, and be as loud as they want is a comfort. It makes you feel like you did at least one thing right. It makes you feel like they’re alright, and they’ll continue to be. Come Hell or high water, the Miller kids are gonna be fine. You’ll both make sure of it.

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lovincherries · 2 years

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yeah i am going to need part 2 of just the tip omg

Just the Tip Pt. 2

summary: part two of my other imagine, Just the Tip, kind of angsty but not really. reader comes off obnoxiously pure, i know. BUT it’s to go along with the innocent theme

A/N: omg you read my mind!!! I still haven’t edited the first one lmao, so there are still grammatical errors; however, someone has to write Elvis smut. I’m not gonna lie, I have no plan, I just make stuff up as I go along. NOT PROOF READ! Sorry I just wanted to make sure I got it out today.

Warnings: maybe dubious consent? kinky, dirty, nasty, freaky, all the good stuff! breeding kink

Part Three

It had been days since you had last seen Elvis, since he took your innocence. You would be lying if you said your heart didn’t hurt a little at the thought. You understood he was working on some songs at the Sun Studio, but you wished you could meet up for even just an hour. You had been walking around with this guilt in your chest, that you had done the worst thing imaginable in the world. He said he would marry you, said he would love you for the rest of his life. Could he though? His career was just beginning and there’s no way a girlfriend could be good for it, let alone a wife.

It was 12 am and you were wide awake with your thoughts in your room, you missed Elvis dearly. There was a faint knocking sound coming from your window that distracted you, you looked over and of course it was him. Although you were happy to see him, you were angry too. He didn’t even call you, didn’t even ask you how you were the next day. Nonetheless, you let him in your room. That was something you would always do, let Elvis in no matter what.

“Hey baby, I missed you more than anything in this world,” he said, reaching in to grab your hips and kiss you on the cheek. “I love this little night dress number you’ve got on, can make a man go week in the knees.” He smirked, that god damn smirk, you just looked away in disbelief.

“What’s the matter baby? How are you feeling?” He cupped your cheeks in his hands, engulfing your face. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as you thought of how you’ve been feeling.

“I can’t believe you, now you ask? I was in pain the next day and there was no one there for me,” you managed to choke out, your voice cracked but you were not going to cry.

“I’m so sorry darling, I know I messed up. I should’ve called, should’ve been there for you. I’ve been working so hard so I can put a ring on the pretty little finger,” he said, pulling you into a hug. You felt guilty now, he had been working so hard for you. He promised he would marry you after taking the one thing that society deemed you valuable for, your virginity.

“Really?” you asked, looking at him through your eyelashes.

“Yes, I wanna give you my last name. Y/N Presley has a pretty nice ring to it, don’t you think?” He asked, looking down at you. You nodded your head in agreeance.

You sat with him and talked for an hour listening all about his songs, letting him lay his head in your lap. He was letting his hand get dangerously close to your private parts again, a part of you longed for him to touch you there but the other part of you knew it was bad news.

You moved his hand away from you, letting the moral part of you win.

“C’mon darling, it ain’t nothing we haven’t done before. It felt real good for you the first time, right?” He asked, but it came out as more of a statement.

“But, Elvis, you know I wanted to save myself for our wedding night. Plus, if we do it again, I could get pregnant,” you countered. He had convinced you that since you never had sex before that night, you couldn’t get pregnant. Your parents had guarded you from everything, you knew bits and pieces but all your information came from him. And you trusted everything he had to say fully. He lied straight through his teeth; he didn’t want you to worry with the very real possibility.

“We have to practice to get good, I want our wedding night to be perfect. Don’t you?” He rhetorically asked, he knew it would only take a little convincing. Deep down you wanted it just as much as he did. “Plus, I won’t finish in you. I promise.” Another lie, he just couldn’t help himself. You looked down at his pants and you could see his penis rising. You now knew what that meant, he wanted you. It felt good for him to want you like that.

His hand was under your dress now, his fingers playing with the hem of your underwear as he talked. As he convinced you.

“Okay, but we can’t wake up my parents,” you demanded this. If they walked in on you and Elvis, you would never be allowed to see him again and you would probably be sent to live with your aunt who never got married.

“They won’t hear a thing,” he smirked again, you knew that look on his face. It was always trouble. He kissed you, grabbing the back of your neck and bringing you in. It was a slow and passionate kiss, so very different from the other night. You don’t know what came over you, but you moved so you were sitting on top of him. Your most sensitive part placed on his. He deepened the kiss now, his hands finding their way to your hips. He used them to guide you, to grind on to him. You let out a moan, you could feel him through his pants. Your shear underwear had no real coverage, he just kept bumping your clit.

His hands now moved to grab your butt, gripping it harshly as you now mimicked the movements. “So perfect, Y/N. Never in my life,” he said as he flipped you over, so he was now on top of you. It felt all too familiar like this.

He hovered over you as he began to lift your night dress up over your head, you weren’t wearing a bra, so your nipples were hard as they felt the cold air. The bruises he left on your breasts were still there from last time, marking you as his.

“When we’re married, you won’t wear clothes around the house. Want to see you like this all day, every day,” he whispered as he was kissing down your neck. He pinched your nipple in his hand and it caused you to squirm. You felt bold now, and you began unbuttoning his shirt with shaky hands. Despite last time, you were unfamiliar with everything like this. You knew it felt good, but you knew it was so, so wrong. His tan skin was smooth to the touch, just seeing him like this was so erotic. His dark hair fallen over his face, his lips swollen from kissing you.

He began to kiss down your body till he was face to face with your prívate parts, something to obscene. You didnt know what he was going to do next, but you knew no matter what he did it would feel good.

He slowly took your underwear off, and his face lit up like he was looking at gold. “Such a pretty pussy baby, can’t believe you kept it from me for so long,” he mumbled as he got closer and closer. You gasped once his lips reached your clit sucking on, lightly tugging at it with his teeth.

“T-that’s a bad word,” you managed to moan, it was the nastiest word out there and he said it. He just smiled and continued on, but he brought his finger to your entrance. It was still slightly sore from last time, it was such a big stretch in such a tiny hole. He began to slowly push one finger in, pumping it in and out slowly. Making sure you were accustomed, that you could fit him this time too. You were more tense this time, you knew what he was going to do.

He pulled away from you clit, “so tight baby, holding onto my finger for dear life,” he joked. Joking did not seem appropriate to you in a time like this, it wasn’t funny.

“O-oh my god, Elvis,” you moaned as he continued pumping his finger into you, faster and faster. He began to play with your clit as well. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to this feeling, the pleasure, or the feeling of being invaded. You began to buck your hips as he continued to press harder into your clit. If you could open your eyes, you know what you would see, a smug look on his face. And then, all of the sudden he stopped.

The sudden absence of his finger cause you to open your eyes, you were slightly agitated if you were being completely honest. He was off the bed now, and he began to unbutton and unzip his pants, god in that moment you felt just completely in awe of him. That smug look he has on his face, how he looked so hot with no shirt on, and just how dominating he looked. He was unbelievably attractive.

He was completely nude now and you were able to really look at his penis. Only one word came to your mind, beautiful. You had no clue what anyone else’s looked like, but surely it would never compare to his. It was unbelievably, intimidatingly big. You hadn’t had time to worry the last time you and him did the do, but now you do.

He began to slowly crawl on the bed, kissing up your body as he did. Peppering you with his love. Once he reached your ear, he whispered, “jus’ aching for ya.”

He had no idea how you were aching for him, you had never thought you would feel this way for anyone, ever. How could you resist him though?

You watched as he guided his shaft between your folds, letting his tip meet your entrance. Your breathing picked up, nervousness arising.

He began to kiss you as he entered, both of you releasing a gasp from the feeling. He had only put just the tip in, giving you a moment to adjust before continuing.

“It was like you were made for me,” he moaned in your ear as he pushed in more, it was still stinging as he continued. Your walls were engulfing him.

He soon bottomed out, staying in the position for what feel like hours but it was just mere minutes. It was a sting, but nothing compared to the last time.

“Elvis,” you whispered.

“Hmm,” he replied, eyes closed tight in concentration. He was trying not to move, “tightest pussy I’ve ever had. never in my life, feels so good,” he rambled.

“Start moving,” you interrupted, bucking your hips trying to push him to start moving.

He did, slowly he pulled out so he was just barely in you, and then he thrusted back in, hard. You gasped as his tip hit your cervix, it was a crazy, full feeling.

He reached down between the two of you and continued to play with your swollen, sensitive clit. The feeling combined caused you to see stars, it was overwhelming and powerful. It was so overwhelming you didnt even hear what he was saying, “gonna be my wife and have all my babies, want you to be full of me. Let all those other boys know youre taken,” he murmured mindlessly, drunk off of you.

He kept thrusting harder and faster, continued to play with your clit just the same. “Talk to me baby, how you feeling?” He cockily asked, he knew how you felt. Your head thrown back in pleasure, you truly couldn’t talk. Thank god your bed wasn’t loud or else you would be screwed.

“I-i,” was all you could manage, you wanted to tell him this was even better than last time but you couldn’t.

“Tell me or I’ll stop,” he thrusted harder, played with your clit more if it was even possible.

“A-amazing,” you breathed out, you were stuttering and barely managed to form a sentence. He just kept going, and going. You began to squeeze him with your walls, milking him, tempting him. This threw him off his high horse.

“G-god,” he moaned as you continued to squeeze the life out of him. You both looked down to see how you were connected, how easily he slid in and out of you, how it looked like you were made for him.

A ball was forming in your stomach, just like last time. This was a feeling you wish you could experience all the time, how you lived without it before you didn’t know.

“Gonna fill you up, try my best to make you a mama. You’d be such a good one, tend to my babies,” he whispered in your ear. You were too into your own pleasure to even begin to acknowledged what you were saying. You felt him quickening his pace, you were on the verge of spilling over.

He started thrusting harder too, hitting you at just the right spot. He began moaning in your ear, you knew he had to be close. You forgot about your parents, your parents be damned. This felt too good to stop.

“Bout to bust,” he grunted. Sweat was dripping off of him onto you. You pulled his face to kiss you down to you, both of you moaning as it continued. It was dirty, raw, and messy. Everything you came to love about Elvis, he was the polar opposite of you.

“I-I’m, bout to finish,” you managed to moan as he kissed down your neck. Sucking at your skin, lapping at it.

Then it hit you, a raw, pleasurable feeling. It was like you were seeing stars, totally, blissfully unaware of anything. You were just moaning uncontrollably. You were so into your own pleasure you didn’t even notice Elvis had finished as well, didn’t even notice the warmth overflowing. He had promised not to, so why would you think otherwise?

He collapsed on top of you, head laying against your breast. You didn’t even think about him finishing, the thought never crossed your mind. He stayed inside of you, making sure nothing escaped.

You played with his hair as he slept, you knew you couldn’t stay like this. Your parents were bound to come in your room in the morning, and if they found Elvis in here, it would be the end of you and him.

You could no longer keep your eyes open either, blissfully unaware of what the love your life did. Now you were bound to him, nothing could come between you. Not your daddy, not your momma, and certainly not your morals. Your ring laid in his pocket, which is what he came over to give you; however, he got a little distracted.

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hoodharlow · 1 year

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My Dad's Biggest Fan

AN: one thing about me is imma post late lmao

Requested? No, an anon was asking if I was gonna write but they never followed up lol

Warnings: mentions of the flu and being sick (reminder that covid doesn't exist in any of my works) and smut (talks about anal and how to make it good)

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Beto shook Jack’s shoulder, startling him awake. He looked around, seeing that they were in front of Miriam’s parents' London home. It was the house Miriam’s dad lived in when he played for Chelasea. Jack remembered the first time he visited he got way too excited at all the Chelsea memorabilia. He got out of the car and grabbed his things.

After the Grammys she got the flu from all the traveling she did. Jack knew she was upset that she got sick. For one because she rarely got sick and the second because it pushed back production for her movie. She got lucky and her Poison Ivy movie didn’t get the chopping block back when Warner Brothers scrapped several DC projects.

Jack felt partly guilty had he not asked her to go to him to the Grammys, she wouldn’t have gotten sick. He was going to fly out later in the week for the BAFTAs since Miriam was nominated for her role in The Lies We Vow To and The Batman also got several nominations. He had a few priorities back in Louisville that he needed to oversee but fortunately his parents were able to take over so he got on the first flight to New York from Louisville then flew out to London to surprise Miriam. He had packed some things to make her a ‘get well soon’ care package and a valentine’s day basket.

Last valentine’s day she mentioned how she always wanted a corny basket filled with her favorite things. Jack got her some valentine day themed socks, her favorite valentines candy, a custom tennis bracelet from his go-to jeweler (Alex Moss), a pair of custom pink and red New Balance 550s with her name stitched on the back, and some lingerie. He was going to mail a few days ago so she could have it by the fourteenth, but he didn’t. He also bought matching Valentine's Day headbands with hearts floating on springs. When they were in Santa PBarbara, they stopped at Rite-Aid for ice cream and they took a bunch of selfies with the headbands.

Jack entered the home and Daisy immediately yipped and barked. He motioned her to be quiet. He set his things in the hall closet and took off his shoes and coat, storing them in the closet.

“Where’s Miriam?” he asked Daisy.

Daisy wagged her tail and trotted up the steps, leading to Miriam’s room. She got on her hind legs and pawed at the door knob.

“I got it from here.” Jack said, scratching her head.

Daisy went back downstairs to her bed in the living room. Jack opened the door and slipped inside carefully, not to make any sounds to wake Miriam up. She was fast asleep, face smushed in her pillow and her curls were out of her braid.

Jack walked up to her to check her temperature and was met with a pungent smell. He looked around the bed and found a small container of vaporub laying next to her. He picked it up and saw that it was nearly empty. He knew he did well in buying a few for her care package. He set the vaporub on her nightstand and grabbed her phone, putting it to charge. He saw the iPad he got for her birthday a few months ago on the corner of her bed and checked the battery. It was at 45% and in Miriam’s eyes it was basically out of battery. Jack looked around the bedroom for an extra charger and saw it was plugged next to her vibrator. He connected her iPad and made his way downstairs.

He grabbed his suitcase from the hall closet and grabbed all the things he got to assemble Miriam’s ‘get well soon’ care package. He bought her a teddy bear from Build a Bear with a ‘get well soon’ t-shirt, a package of the citrus honey of Halls cough drops, honey Robitussin and the nighttime kind, a tissue box, some loose leaf teas, her favorite snacks, fuzzy socks, and a forest green sherpa lined blanket. He set it on the dining table and made his way to the kitchen.

He checked the fridge and pantry to see if he could make her some soup. He found the star-shaped noodles Miriam used to make sopita and the Knorr for flavor, in addition to a bunch of veggies. Miriam wasn’t a huge fan of chicken in her sopita, so Jack wasn’t worried about it. He also knew that she always kept broth in the fridge for when she made soups, noodles, sauces and red rice. He tried to replicate the sopita as best he could.

Once it was done he went to the couch to hang out with Daisy until Miriam woke up. He pulled out his phone and took it out of airplane mode. A bunch of calls and texts appeared. He checked in with his parents and team, letting them know he landed and was at Miriam’s house. Eventually sleep took over and he passed out on the couch.

Jack woke up to the sound of loud rumbles and car engines in his ear. He opened his eyes and saw Miriam was laying on top of him. Her face was nuzzled in the crook of his neck while she hugged him tightly. He slowly moved, careful not to wake her, and grabbed his phone. It was almost noon. He landed around nine in the morning.

“Why are you here?” Miriam said, sensing that Jack woke up.

“I wanted to see you.” He said, rubbing her back.

“I didn’t want you to see me like this.” she blubbered. Her bottom lip quivered. “Go home, Jack.”

“You’re being hyperbolic, bro. C’mon, let’s eat some soup.”

He pushed the blanket off her shoulders and lifted her up effortlessly. He set her down on a chair and made his way to the kitchen. He heard a few sobs and turned to where Miriam was sitting. She was hugging the teddy bear while crying face down.

“What’s wrong?” Jack asked with concern as he approached her.

Miriam wrapped her arms around his neck and cried harder. “I fucking love you.”

Miriam was the definition of an iPad kid. After she ate her sopita, she showered, cried because Jack wouldn’t join her, and she settled on the couch playing Candy Crush on her iPad while simultaneously watching Youtube. She leaned over to Jack, who was holding her travel mug with ginger lemon tea on one hand and in the other he had her hot cheetos with lime and hot sauce he was spoon feeding her, and took a generous sip of her tea.

She was feeling much better after eating some sopita and showering. She felt a bit congested but it didn’t compare to the last few days. She thought she was going to die a few days ago because her nostrils were clogged. Now only one was.

“Is that my hoodie?” Miriam asked Jack, after feeling a few drops fall from his curls.

“No, it’s mine,” he said. “I thought I lost it when I was doing my Europe tour.”

“I would never steal your hoodies.” she blabbed on.

“Miriam, you’re wearing my ear-X-tacy hoodie right now.” he nodded at the hoodie she wore.

“And what about it? You know what,” she pulled away and took off his hoodie.

“Miriam–”

“Here.” she tossed him the hoodie. “Pa’que no estes chingando.”

She leaned away from Jack and continued playing on her iPad. Jack rolled his eyes. He knew she was playing and continued scrolling on his phone. He switched out to twitter and saw his notifications flooded with Miriam’s fans, and some of his, calling him out for cheating. He went through a few posts until he figured out that his ex, Kourtnee with two Es, had made a post a few hours ago claiming that he flew out to see her. She even posted a mirror selfie holding onto someone with a body shape and hair similar to him while she was in an ear-X-tacy hoodie similar to his.

“What the fuck?” he said out loud.

“Que paso?” Miriam asked him.

“Look at this shit.” he said, showing her the post.

After Forecastle a few fans found out she was an ex and they followed her in case she posted about Jack. Which was pointless because she hadn’t posted about him until now. And it was to make up lies about him being with her.

“What a fucking weirdo.” she said, taking his phone to read the post.

She looked at his phone in her hand and a lightbulb went off. “But you’re lucky you have an EGOT, minus the Tony of course, award winning girlfriend.”

“What are you going to do?” he asked her skeptically.

“Just go along with it.” she said, fluffing her curls. She pointed at the original ear-X-tacy hoodie. “And put that on.”

Miriam pinched the inner corners of her eyes, tearing up. She rubbed her nose, so all the bodily fluids in her moved around, making her sound congested. She switched out twitter and pulled up his instagram. She leaned into Daisy who was camera ready. She went on instagram live, not looking at the camera.

"Hard to think when I'm under you, tell you all of my dirty truths." Miram sang 'obvious', her favorite song off Positions. She then sang 'Imagine', "Kiss me and take off your clothes… imagine a world like that."

Jack looked at her confused. One because she randomly started singing Ariana Grande and two because she switched songs from two different eras. He was also amazed that even in her ill state she was able to sing beautifully, minus the whistle note of course. From the corner of his eye he saw that she motioned to keep up. "That's not how it goes." He laughed.

"How do you know?" She frowned.

"Because you're singing two different songs, Miriam."

She scoffed at him then looked down at the screen, tearing up, like the true professional she is. “Jack, my heart filters disappeared.” she pouted as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I just had them.”

He walked behind her so he was in the frame. “Bro you’re on live.” He said ending the instagram live and sliding it out of the feature so she can see the heart filters.

Miriam composed herself and took a quick selfie of her and Daisy with a heart filter, posting it to Jack’s instagram stories. She knew that there was at least one fan that was able to screen record her live and would post it later. She handed him back his phone and picked up her iPad. “I want my hoodie back.”

The following morning Miriam felt 100% better. She called the production team letting them know that she could be on set, but they said that production would resume the following Monday since there were a few others that got the flu. She apologized for getting people sick, but they reassured her it wasn’t her fault, explaining that it was the second wave of flus and colds.

Since she woke up before Jack and she got out of bed to get started on the Valentine’s Day festivities. She changed into some cute lingerie. It was a sheer pink bra and thong set with small red hearts all over. She also added a matching garter belt. Originally she bought it because she made Jack a cheesy boudoir book of explicit pictures of herself, with the guidance of Urban. He said he would have helped her but he didn’t feel comfortable seeing her in lingerie, so he just let her use his camera and printing materials. She felt slightly annoyed since she had the book shipped to Jack’s house in Louisville. Had she known he was going to be in London with her, she wouldn’t have it shipped. Though luckily, she was close with an up and coming designer and she was able to get Jack some clothes. She didn't want to give him solely pussy for Valentine's Day.

She put on Jack’s baggy long sleeve and his sweatpants over it before making her way downstairs to get started on breakfast. She was making red velvet pancakes with cream cheese icing from a recipe Claudia gave her, along with some eggs, bacon, and toast. She used a cookie cutter and poured pancake mix in them to make heart shaped pancakes.

As cheesy as it was, she loved Valentine's Day. She loved everything and anything that was heart shaped and pink and/or red. Truthfully she never had it properly celebrated until last year with Jack when he took her to Santa Barbara for the weekend. The year before that, when they barely started talking, he sent her her favorite flowers ‘just because’ when she was filming The Batman. She loved Jack and appreciated that he went out of his way to let her know that her love was mutual.

She felt his arms wrap around her chest and his lips sponge kisses all over her face.

“When I said that I wanted breakfast in bed, I meant me eating you out.” he said, grabbing her hips to spin her around so he could kiss her.

“Jack, my pancakes are gonna burn” Miriam giggled.

“Fine, you do that while I get your present ready.” Jack said, kissing her once more before he went to the hall closet.

Miriam finished up her pancakes and the other rest of the food. She placed it on the breakfast table and set the table.

Jack popped his head in through the walkway. “Can you close your eyes, please?” he asked.

“Fine.” she said, covering her eyes with her hands.

She heard things being placed in front of her and felt Jack’s hands guide her to a chair, slowly sitting her down. He stood behind her and grabbed her wrists, slowly pulling them away from her face. Miriam opened her eyes to a bunch of presents, instantly tearing up.

"Jack," she barely managed to say before bursting into tears.

“You’re crying again?” He asked her.

“Why are you so fucking thoughtful? Why can’t you be like my exes and make me the gift giver?” she said through her tears.

“Because you deserve the whole world and more. Now stop being dramatic and open your presents.” Jack said, patting the basket.

“Let me get your present first before I open what you got me.” Miriam said.

She jogged to her room and got the black gift bag and her iPad. She took off her clothes and put on a silk robe over her lingerie. She came back down and handed Jack the bag.

“You first.” she said, as she searched for the album of the pictures she used for the boudoir photoshoot.

Jack opened the gift bag, pulling out a few pieces of clothes. He knew the clothes were high quality, but he did expect more from her. She had given him clothes before but she usually put more effort into giving him something meaningful like when she gave him a rare pair of Reeboks from his childhood.

“Okay, I’m gonna be honest and tell you that this is a last minute gift.” she confessed. “I didn’t know you were coming and I shipped your gift to your house in Louisville.”

“Oh that makes more sense.” he joked. “What did you ship?”

“I made you a boudoir book?” she said, sliding the iPad to him. “Here are some of the pictures I took.”

Jack leaned in to get a better look. He swiped through the pictures getting harder with each picture.

“Can I post this?” he asked, showing her the picture of her in an all black set with black stockings. There was a small red heart-shaped pillow cleverly covering most of her ass.

“Go for it.” she said.

“Thank you for the spank bank.” Jack said, pulling her to a kiss.

“Okay my turn,” she said excitedly, pushing Jack’s present and her iPad to the side.

Miriam reached for the first box closest to her. She carefully united the red ribbon and opened the box. It was a lingerie set. She gave Jack a look and turned to him. She untied her robe, dropping it to her elbows and revealing that she was wearing the same set he just bought her.

“I’m taking it back to the States and returning it.” he said, covering the box.

“The hell you are!” Miriam said.

“It was expensive,” he argued.

“You can have multiple pairs of 550s but I can’t have the same lingerie set?”

“I get that shit for free.”

“Then that means you have more than enough money saved and a lingerie set isn’t going to hurt your bank account.” Miriam said, reaching for another box.

Jack rolled his eyes and let her continue to open her presents. While she gushed and cooed at the presents, he typed up a caption for Instagram. He slid it to Miriam so she could proofread it. She looked teary eyed.

“You’re such a shoftie.” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed all over his face. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” he mumbled against her lips.

Miriam pulled away and went to check on the water she put to heat on her SMEG. Jack took back his phone and decided to delete the caption, rewriting the caption that reflected his true unserious self.

@'jackharlow: happy valentine's day to the reason why I'm always bricked up

@'mdm: what happen to the long ass caption you told me to proofread

->@'rando: that's what bothers you, not that he posted a slutty picture

->@'mdm: don't act like you haven't seen my ass and chichis on the movie I did with Oscar Isaac

@'lilnasx: now that's MOTHER

@'russ: let me be quiet

->@'medegutierrez: you must be over 5'7 to get at Miriam

@'kehlani: SHE

@'theestallion: I'm coming to you as a woman

@'tinashe: you don't know me but that’s my wife

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Jack was well aware that Miriam liked to go all out and loved dressing to a theme. What he didn't expect was for her to dress like an actual heart. Granted it was a YSL coat, but still. He tried his best not to laugh at her while she struggled to climb in the SUV. They went out to a high end pub who claimed that they had the best burgers and fish & chips for dinner. The food was alright. They've had better food elsewhere, but the company was nice so they were able to overlook the unsalted fries.

Once finally settled in the car, Miriam took off her coat, throwing it back in the trunk. She fixed the velvet gloves that went with her black Ermanno Scervino mini dress.

"What?" She asked, feeling Jack's gaze on her.

"Nothing, just admiring you." He shrugged.

"Oh," Miriam giggled, evidently flustered.

She felt her cheeks warm up as she tucked her hair behind her ears. She cuddled to Jack's side and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you for being here." She said, looking up.

"There's no place I'd rather be." He rubbed her back.

The couple fell into a lazy makeout session while Beto drove them back to the house. Miroam had one leg draped over one of Jack's as she cupped his face. Jack on the other had arms loosely around her waist. Beto tried to let them know when they got home but they were too preoccupied with their tongues to hear him. So he left the car keys on the driver's seat and went to the guest house reserved for the staff. Though he did leave the lights on in the garage before he left.

Jack pulled Miriam’s leg over his lap so she was straddling him. She pulled away, smoothing out his creme cashmere sweater. She didn’t want Beto to yell at her for not wearing her seatbelt. She looked toward the road only to realize she was in the garage.

"When did we get home?" She asked, looking around the garage.

"We’re back? Damn that was fast." Jack said, fixing his pants.

They got out of the car. Miriam texted Beto that she brought the keys in and thanked him for driving them. She set her phone down on the counter and went to the breakfast table. Earlier on their walk with Daisy, Jack and Miriam found a doughnut shop and Miriam bought a box that spelled out 'best dick ever' as a gag gift for Jack. When they got home she ended up gagging on Jack's dick. She also bought a baker's dozen of heart-shaped doughnuts to stay on theme.

Miriam picked a doughnut with pink icing and made her way upstairs. Jack was walking out of the bathroom, now dressed in the white tracksuit he wore for some scenes in the 'Like a Blade of Grass' music video when she got to her room. She hugged him from behind and offered him the last of her doughnut, which he happily ate.

She hopped on the bed. The bed was tall. It reached her waist since it had two rows of drawers plus the box spring under the actual mattress. Jack joined her in bed and began scrolling on his phone. Miriam frowned at the lack of attention she was getting. Jack usually had her under him and in seconds he was working her into her first orgasm.

It’s not like he was tired. It was barely nine. The whole day they’ve been very affectionate and had sex a total of four times and that’s not counting the times they went down on each other. She even let him fuck her in the ass. It really confused Miriam on why Jack was being awkward.

She got off the bed and changed into one of Jack’s shirts. She did her nighttime routine and climbed back in bed. She attached herself to Jack, slipped her hand in his sweater and rubbed his tummy.

“You want to finish the movie we were watching last night?” Jack asked, pushing her hand off him so he could get the tv set up.

They were watching ‘She’s the Man’ but Miriam ended up falling asleep when Viola was getting her guy makeover.

“Sure.” she said, unenthusiastically.

Jack set up the BluRay player and got back in bed. He took off his sweater, staying the white under shirt, and sat against the pillows. Miriam sat in between his legs and pulled his arms around her. He couldn’t concentrate on the movie. Not when Miriam was pushing her ass against him every five minutes. He groaned internally as she placed one of his hands on her thigh, close to her core. It took all self control, but he pulled away and placed his hands on the back of his head.

Miriam turned around and crossed her arms. “What’s going on?” she asked him.

“Nothing.” he said, avoiding eye contact.

“Bro, I’ve been giving you hints that I want you to touch me, but you keep moving. Did I do something? You’ve been acting all weird since this afternoon. Every time I want to take things further, you change the subject. If you don’t want to have sex that’s fine. Just tell me.”

“I hurt you earlier.” he said softly.

“When?”

“When we were having anal. I saw you looked uncomfortable and when I tried to stop you kept telling me to keep going. I felt shit like shit because I never want to put you in a position where you think you have to keep going for me.”

It wasn’t their first time doing anal, but it had been a while since they did it. So Miriam understood why it felt a little awkward, but she did enjoy it for the most part.

“Jack,” Miriam wrapped her arms around him and kissed him reassuringly, “I swear you didn’t hurt me. It felt a bit uncomfortable, but there's nothing a little more lube can fix.”

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“I’m positive.” she said, kissing him once more.

They continued kissing while Jack laid Miriam on her back. He kissed down her neck and pushed himself up. He got off the bed and grabbed Miriam’s ankle, pulling her to the edge of the bed. She squealed and sat up. She sat up and took off her shirt, revealing her naked body to him.

“You’re so beautiful, Miriam.” Jack mumbled against her lips.

“You’re only saying that because I’m naked.” she said, slightly flustered.

“I mean yeah, but you’re always beautiful. You just happened to be naked right now.” he said, running his hands over her body.

“You’re such a smartass.” she laughed.

“It takes one to know one.”

“I love you.” Miriam said.

“I love you too.” Jack said back.

He leaned over her and kissed her. He pulled away and tugged his sweats and boxers down to his ankles, awkwardly kicking them off to the side. He stood over Miriam, running his hand over his cock. He could selfishly jerk off to Miriam’s body and come all over her tummy and breasts, but he also desperately needed to be in her. He grabbed her hips and lifted them so they were at his level. He guided his cock into her. They both moaned in pleasure as he slowly entered her.

“Good?” he asked Miriam, as he did a few shallow thrusts in her core.

“Mhm.” she moaned.

Jack nodded and gripped her hips as he began to fuck her. He wrapped one of her legs around him, bringing them closer as he took her. Since he was standing, he reached forward and used one of Miriam's shoulders to anchor himself as his thrusts sped up.

Her breath hitched at how good it felt. Jack must have noticed, and continued thrusting in that spot. The familiar feeling came over her once more. Miriam was about to come, and Jack knew it. His thrusts got more precise, hitting where she needed him. She pulled him down so he was fully on top of her, and wrapped her legs and arms tightly around his body. She clung onto him as her orgasm came over her.

Still in each other's arms, Jack slightly lifted himself off Miriam’s body. Their chests panting as they tried to catch their breath.

“Did you come?” she asked him breathlessly.

“It’s okay.” He shrugged her off.

“Jack,” she gave him a pointed look. After a few seconds, she smiled mischievously. “Wanna fuck my ass again? You can have a do-over.”

“Miriam,” he began.

“Please.” she pouted, making ojitos at him.

“Don’t twist my arm, damn.” he joked.

She pointed to her drawer. “There’s condoms and more lube in my drawer.”

Jack hugged Miriam tighter and kissed her shoulder. They just finished showering. Their second attempt at anal was more successful than the first attempt earlier in the afternoon. Jack even used one of Miriam’s toys to make the experience even better for her. Now they were cuddling as they rewatched ‘She’s the Man.’ They had to rewind what they missed when they started having sex.

“Are you okay?” Jack asked, rubbing her hip.

“I’m a little sore, but it’s okay.” she reassured him, bringing one of his hands to her mouth for a peck. “Thank you for asking though.”

They continued watching the movie. Jack even got into it, laughing a little too much during the scene where Viola is teaching Duke how to talk to girls in her normal voice while dressed as her brother. Miriam smiled proudly because the only reason why Jack even gave in into watching the movie was because it had soccer in it. If she was being honest, she saw a lot of Duke in Jack and not because he’s a tall white guy who played soccer. Personality wise too. Both Duke and Jack were self aware, a little funny and very kind people. She’s attracted to that so it’s no surprise to her that her boyfriend is a lot like her first character crush.

She reached for her phone, realizing she should also post for Valentine’s Day since Jack posted her. She picked a picture of her and Jack when they were filming Nail Tech since the one year anniversary of its release is coming up and a picture of the doughnuts she bought for him. She was going to make a love felt caption like she always does but she decided to return the same energy Jack had for his post.

@'mdm: my dad's biggest fan cream filled all three holes or whatever he said on side piece so I got him doughnuts <3

@'user: what three holes?

@'jackharlow: you can't even post a recent picture of us 😒

->@'mdm: you just fucked my ass, stfu and be fucking grateful

@'zendaya: the caption 😭

@'saintclauds: miriam te pasas

->@'medeguiterrez: don't act like this wasn't the suggestion you sent the group chat

@'alinahunter: i was just gonna say this lmao

@'russ: what do I have to do for donuts

->@'jackharlow: go to a krispy creme

@'juanonjuan10: prima let my bro have a bone 😭

@'jordynwoods: girl 💀

@'winnieharlow: my faves 🥰

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#jack and miriam #jack harlow #jack harlow smut

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parad-ice-lostandfound · 1 month

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Things that come in my head as I play through Diasomnia's chapter (chp 38-55):

[Potential spoilers below darlings, proceed with caution!]

Am I ready for this? Hell no. Do I know I will regret everything? Yes. Am I still gonna try to finish everything in one day? Yep. Let's go!

Ortho??? Calling from RSA??? Is this Idia's dream? Malleus?! Cute to see him taking care of Drago but like the tiny details showing that its actually a dream? And Idia's catching on! Slowly but hey, progress is still progress! It's also nice to see how things could be different if og Ortho was still around.

Where are we? Why are there terrifying ghost like things on the windows? Is this Ramshackle dorm before it became, well, Ramshackle as we know it now? I am so confused now lol– Wait we're in Mickey's room?! How'd we get on the other side of the mirror? We're all having an out of body experience... I dunno how to feel about that tbh.

Silver! My baby's here! And we get to see his UM!

Have I ever told you guys how much I like Malleus' humming? Cause I like it very much. But anyways... we're in cyberspace now...? Oh Ortho! Ortho's awake! Poor baby's trying so hard to wake up his brother.

It's kinda scary seeing how powerful Malleus is. Like, to the point where he can force even Styx issued gear into shut down mode, he's seriously overpowered. Can't wait to see Idia continue the trend and become the hero in this tale, but there's a lot of heart ache we need to go through before we reach that point so, best of luck to all our poor hearts.

I wonder if there's any particular significance to the fact that the time is stopped at 9:18.

So we finally meet Idia's dad, huh? His helmet reminds me of Hades' Helm of Darkness. And we meet his mom as well. A lot of technical stuff and lore drop that went a bit over my head, but it's fine! We'll be fine!

Seems like eccentricity is the middle name of the Shroud family. Then again all geniuses are a bit eccentric. Poor idia, his mom definitely snooped through password protected folders. I would riot if my parents ever snooped through my laptop, so I can't wait for him to wake up and proceed to lose his shit over it lmao

Ortho's Cerberos gear and the two support droids are so cool! The little family moment is cute, but I hope this isn't a death flag for poor Ortho because I've seen too much of that trope– Now we're back with the Prefect! Ngl, Silver's kinda hot when he orders us around.

Dreams are a very tricky subject, so I don't blame Silver for not knowing much about how his UM works. That being said, I'm ready to learn a little more about Sebek, now that we're in his dream. I'm not his biggest fan atm, but... let's see. I'm hoping my perspective on him changes because he seems like a fun character to explore.

.... Something about the way he calls us human just pisses me off lmao. But we will be keeping an open mind. I will come to love you Sebek (yes it is a threat)

I feel terrible for Silver. Imagine looking at people you've known your entire life, two of them people you look up to and one you've trained alongside, and seeing strangers. Strangers who live in a fairy tale, who want you to join them and live happily ever after, sacrificing your freedom and responsibilities of the real world for an ideal ending. Who wouldn't want to take that chance? Making the choice to go against them, for their own good, is the most difficult thing to do in this situation. Raising your weapon against the one you trained your whole life to protect, fighting against someone who was once your comrade-in-arms.... it's terribly heartbreaking. But, hey, at least we got Sebek to wake up.

EHY IS MALLEUS SO FUCKING OP DIFVDHDGDJSVDVDJD B DHFDUSJDHS?!?!?!?!?

We... we're in Lilia's dream now.... brb, gotta get some tissues and get ready for emotional damage–

It's nice to see Silver taking the lead and being the dependable one. Also, General Lilia!! Been waiting for him since I got spoilers back when I was stuck in Ignihyde's book. I love how his hair transitions from being long and having red streaks to short and cute with pink streaks. Long hair is often associated, at least in my culture, with maturity and a sense of responsibility, while short hair is more fun and child-like. Similarly, red is an intense colour, while pink could technically be seen as a softer, gentler cousin to it. It shows Lilia's change from a warrior to caregiver and I think it's really neat. I just wish he could have seen him in a more adult-like form in the past.

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darling-i-read-it · 10 months

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Hi Maya<3!

I saw that your requests were open n I was wondering if you could do a Ethan x reader where they are rose's parents, n being first time parents they are new to everything, I recently saw that babies in their 6 months need to take a medical exam where they have to stay awake all night for 12 hours to check something in their head idk😭 so I imagined ethan n reader on their first and almost impossible mission as parents to keep rose awake all night for the exam n panicking n stressing out every time rose tends to fall asleep n every hour it gets harder to keep her awake that even the TV on full volume doesn't wake her up lmao🐱

It can be short or long as u decide<3

(sorry for any mistakes english is not my first language)

hello dear!! this is so funny to me. I tried to google this but couldn't find anything, HOWEVER it's so funny that we're just gonna pretend lol. dad ethan will always be my baby lol. i hope you enjoy love!!

When the doctor explained it to you and Ethan you nodded but there was nothing going on behind your eyes

You were both exhausted anyway. You had been exhausted since the day you gave birth. This seemed like an impossible task that was being given to you

Ethan, who had literally lost his hand, was practically shaking in fear the whole way home.

Even if we don't manage it, we can reschedule right?

And go through all that again? Please Ethan.

The task was daunting but months away! you were fineeee

AND THEN THE TASK WAS THERE

you saw it on your calendar, starring at you in the face. Keep Rose awake for 12 full hours before the appointment.

You told Ethan right before, who was sitting with her on the couch. He gave you a numb look, thinking, pursing his lips. You had been taking shifts with watching her while you were both asleep

but a full 12 hours seemed annoyingly impossible. Maybe if you could just do the most then it wouldn't really matter!

Ethan suggested taking shifts just like you do at night. That way, one of you could get a mental break

He did not think about how much mental strain it would be to do it alone. Always watching her. Eyes on her the whole time

After his first half hour of his shift he decided that was dumb and went to grab you from upstairs

Cue the insanity

For a while it's okay. She stays awake anyway, it didn't really matter. You set a timer on your phone so that you were keeping track of everything. She played with her toys on the ground, ate dinner with you guys, pretended to watch a movie

You tried to get her to walk around but she just kinda wriggled

Spending time with Rose was not weird to either of you, so it started fine. you and ethan just kind of watched her and hung out with her.

Then it started to get darker and Ethan started to set his head on your shoulder and the movie got quieter. Rose naturally started to get sleepy.

then it got annoying

"We should've gotten more coffee," Ethan muttered. He was looking in the kitchen cupboards. You sat with Rose, holding her up on your lap. She was so much to watch when she was awake.

"I went shopping last week," you said. He shook his head.

"It's not enough." He turned back to you as he poured water down the coffee pot. "It's gonna have to be strong if we stand a chance."

"The appointment's at 7 in the morning Ethan. I think we'll be okay." He narrowed his eyes at you. You half smiled, already starting to get sleepy.

"We can give her a bath," you suggested. "It'll keep her awake for a while."

"She does like playing in the bath," he muttered. "Do you want one?" You nodded, gesturing for him to bring it towards you. He nodded, waiting for it to be finish.

"We keep the house cold. Come Ethan. It'll be funny."

As the hours droned on it started to become dumb. At like midnight, both of you just wanted to reschedule it completely but knew you couldn't put it off for long. She was only six months for a single month.

You turned on the AC. It was freezing. Both you and Ethan were practically shivering, trying to stay awake. You jokingly tried to give Rose a sip of coffee (which Ethan swatted out of your hands)

You put her in a different outfit to pretend it was a new day. She continued to be confused

You gave her a bath, which killed like an hour more or less.

But she was slowly starting to become harder to keep awake. At closer to 5, only a couple more hours to go, it was nearly impossible. One of you had to be holding her standing up, watching her eyes, just to make sure they were open.

"We should've taken shifts," you muttered, laying on the couch. Ethan yawned. He was still wearing his pajama sweats and tshirt, tricking your mind into thinking you should be climbing into bed.

"You would've gone insane," he commented. You groaned.

"Me?"

"Yes. You." You rolled your eyes and sat up. Your limbs were so heavy.

"We could leave at 6."

"One of us has to keep her awake in the backseat."

"I call driving."

needless to say, it was the soundest all three of you slept when you got home. Rose was fine by the way. It eased both of your nerves to know.

your house, which had been so loud for 12 hours, was finally silent with the sound of sleeping breaths

#ethan winters x reader #ethan winters x fem!reader #resident evil imagines #resident evil headcanons #ethan winters headcanons

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scribblespirit · 3 months

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Happy Valentine's Day!! 💝 (+ long personal ramble lmao)

Well I did intend on posting earlier than this, but I wanted to wish a big happy Valentine's to everyone who actually follows along with the random crap that I post on this site-- and an especially big hug to all of my fellow aspec, arospec, and aroace lovelies!! I've always valued the celebration of all forms of love on February 14th, whatever dumbass society that we live in who decided that it's strictly a holiday for romantic couples can show themselves out the mfing door. Romantic love, platonic love, familial love, s*xual love, queerplatonic love, polyamorous love, animal love, ALL types of feeling & showing love are so wonderful and deserve to be celebrated!! If you feel sad about being single on Valentine's Day, don't let our stupid economy blind you to how loved you are in many different ways by many different people!! 🫶

On that note, this year marks a very meaningful occasion for me personally. I'm currently 21 years old, I learned I was asexual when I was 16 and didn't understand that I was arospec too until I was 20. I've always been totally content either celebrating Valentine's Day with my close friends, or basically ignoring the day all together. But as of last summer, I am now in my first Queerplatonic relationship with my incredible partner @rubinaitoart (and our beloved @lovelucigoosey, who is always with us 🎗️🩵) and I thought that today would be a fitting day to finally proclaim my cheesiness online lol! Rubin, I love you so so much and I'm seriously so lucky to have you. Thank you for being my very first Valentine's Day partner, for making me feel so loved I nearly happy-cry every time, and for just always being your supportive, talented, caring, funny, amazing and beautiful self!! 💜💜💜 /p

My patience to see your smile and give you the biggest hug face-to-face is dwindling with every day, but also knowing that we will get there someday is one of my favourite things to think about :'D To my online besties, Checkmate or otherwise, thank you for being the best long-distance found family I could ever ask for!! Every one of you guys means the world to me, I'm so grateful that you all put your care and energy toward a little chatty bundle of emotions like me. My bucket list purely consists of a list of each of you guys, and I will not quit until I get to properly see and hug all of you or else your name is not getting checked off of the bucket list!! But yeah fr thank you guys I fuckin' love my friends I don't know how I got so lucky 🥹💕

To my kittens (not that I expect they'll be reading this), thank you for being such little fluffballs of joy and chaos. Thank you for coming upstairs and insisting to check on me when I have been face-deep in homework for 6 hours, and for dragging me away for cuddles whenever I need it. To my parents (who definitely won't be reading this XD), thanks for being some badass and wonderful parents.

To Luci, I mean I check in pretty often so you probably already know what I'm gonna say. I hope you're happy, I hope you're smiling, I hope you're running and I hope you're free of pain. Love you always boo 🩵

I just have so much love in my heart that I wish I could share as much as possible. I love my family and my kittens and my friends from university who help keep me somewhat sane. I love my Discord friends/found family who help keep me very sane, and are always there to make me laugh and to celebrate achievements together. I love my queerplatonic boyfriend/partner, I love his voice and his hair, I love his obsession passion for The Arcana, I love his fluffy puppy Aster, I love how he makes me smile and that I'm capable doing the same.

Thanks guys. I really really love you all ❤️

...

(Also I haven't slept in like 38 hours and I'm struggling to stay awake as I write this so I hope it is at all legible, it's probably too long but quite frankly if you read the entire thing and made it all the way down here then massive kudos to you. I did warn that I was chatty and emotional, those two traits never go well together 😂)

#scrambles #queerplatonic #aroace #aromantic #asexual #platonic love #valentines day #valentines day 2024

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elliesbelle · 5 months

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belle what the fuck happened??? are you okay???

long story short (prob won’t be short, knowing me oops):

tw: drug overdose, suicide, hospitalization mentions

work has been one of the biggest stressors in my life lately. i’ve been getting relentlessly harassed and bullied by a coworker (and my boss has done very little in regards to it), and something happened the other day with an extremely cruel parent of one of my kids, and it triggered something in me.

i was already having a difficult time the night before in regards to my ex (had a late night arguing with him and there were many countless unkind words said about me and the kind of person i am), and i was already in an incredibly bad place, so the work thing just pushed me to the edge. so i left work early, purchased a lot of cold medicine, went home, and took it all on top of sleeping pills and other stuff i can’t remember. said goodbye to my loved ones before i eventually went to sleep.

after that, a lot of it was a blur, so what i’m relaying right now is either from the few times i was lucid or from what other people have recalled to me.

live-in ex had been driving around trying to find me after my friends at work alerted her that i’d left suddenly, but she eventually made her way back to our apartment where she found me cold in our bed, and so she called 911. she tried rousing me but she was unsuccessful. paramedics eventually came and they kept trying to wake me up and eventually brought me to the emergency room.

i’m not sure what they tried to do to me in there, but obviously they tried to flush all the drugs out or whatever. i remember very little during this time, just that they had to cut my clothes off of me and i couldn’t stay awake for long. live-in ex was there the whole time, but they didn’t let her in the room until my mom got there and declared her as family (they wouldn’t let her past the waiting area bc we’re not related, so my mom had them list her as my spouse so she could be with me).

eventually, they placed me in the ICU where i was placed on bed rest (literally was not allowed to get off my bed because there were at least like, five or six wires attached to me) the whole time. a nurse has to be in the same room as me at all times, so they rotate these different nurses in 12 hour shifts, apart from the regular lead nurse who does hourly rounds to check on me. thankfully, they allowed visitors, so live-in ex stayed with me for most of it (so did my mom and my dad briefly, but they’re not as important). when they deemed me “healthy” enough (basically they wanted to make sure i didn’t lose my liver or something), they moved me into a regular hospital room.

been in here for the past day or so now. i can still have visitors, so live-in ex, both my parents, and my baby sister have all visited me. one of my coworkers who i’m close to also surprised me with a visit (which was so sweet, i was trying not to cry). they’re thankfully allowing me to have my phone and all (i’d be going insane if not), but i’ve been mostly sleeping honestly.

i tried asking them to not admit me into the psych ward cause i hate being in the looney bin, but i don’t have much of a choice because of the “severity” of my attempt. tried to opt for outpatient, but gonna be put in inpatient whether i like it or not, so i’ll be spending christmas here in the hospital alone unfortunately. oh well.

oops, yeah, not long story short lmao. anyway, sorry for worrying y’all. i really was not as lucid as i believed i was at the time that i’d made all those cryptic posts. i wanted to spend some time writing while i’m in here, but my emotional state has been so raw recently and the past few days being in here has caused me to be a lot more blocked in regards to that. my writing is tied to my emotions, so i won’t be able to write for y’all until i can process my emotions better again.

i don’t necessarily plan to abandon y’all, but if i’m slightly less active on here than usual, please understand why.

love you all.

#2023 has been one of the hardest years of my life #anon #belle answers #drug overdose mention #suicide mention #hospitalization mention #v

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mariamsan · 9 months

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Hey! Dunno if this is gonna make it better or worse. Probably worse. And it's not like I'm of great help rn bc I am also doing Very Bad but I gotta do something, right? We never really talk but we've been mutuals since at least 2015 and obvs you're not a major part of my life, but you're still an important one and, at least in English, I'd call you a friend, even if we mostly do parallel play on the hellsite. So I gotta say something I think. I honestly don't know what I should say tbh bc I don't know what you need rn but all of the things you do need to hear are true. You're an amazing person and your dad sucks and you are not alone and I love you and it's gonna get better and you didn't deserve that shit and yet I am incredibly proud of you for making it through. And it's okay to let yourself feel that pain. And if you want someone to vent to who can vindicate your feelings, I'm your guy and I'll come off anon. I may not have gone through the same shit you did but through alienation and ostracisation, I still kinda get what it's like to not have had a proper childhood, to look at ppl going "oh, back when I was innocent and things were easy" and realise you never got to have that. If you need like... advice? I'm not ideal. But if you wanna parallel cry for a little bit? Let me know

This is such a sweet message!!! Also, I can't believe I've been here since 2015... I guess I'll be stuck on this hellsite forever LMAO.

Thank you a lot <3 idk why but yesterday was just kinda a garbage day and I was super mad at my parents. Feels a bit silly but it is what it is I guess. Vice-versa if you need to vent, my DMs/asks are always open! And I hope you're gonna be okay, don't be afraid to ask for help!!!! big mood @ not having had a proper childhood btw

I guess I'm fine for now (or at least I'm not awake enough to feel bad yet). Gonna do something nice today just to spite my parents lmao, can't let them win :^)

You're a real one fr <3

#this is very very kind #<3

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abidethetempest · 9 months

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mega 3-in-1 rise and fall retrospective post!

(because i forgot to do them for the last three chapters..... oops) literally one person i think is cool liked my post about bringing these pack and I am Not Immune to peer pressure so I decided to do the ones I missed right away lmao

Chapter 10

As I said in the authors note on this chapter, this one was hard for me. Mainly because I was writing it while working on my conlang and then I got too excited abt the conlang and kinda forgot to write the chapter,,,,, I honestly can't remember if there was anything cool or important I wanted to highlight for this one. Rereading it now, I don't see anything to point out in particular. I mostly had fun writing Risen being kind of a menace with her lack of self preservation, and having Erikses go into mom-mode at the end.

Chapter 11

Aster

oh hey look that guy again. i'm sure he's not gonna cause any problems at all :)

no but in all seriousness, I do really like writing about Aster and how Risen feels about him. It's cool to have him be seen as a very real threat, esp in a game where as the player I feel like this unstoppable murder machine 90% of the time. Risen also has to worry about the lives of the House, who are most definitely not going to get back up if Aster kills them like she does. She's already prone to paranoia when it comes to him, so tapping back into some of her fears after a few chapters of relative peace was refreshing. (For me, anyway, I'm sure it sucked for her.) Excited to show you guys her growth as a character thru dealing w Aster and also to get to the more exciting bits of this arc.

I Wish Erikses Was My Mom

need I say more? Erikses is kind of my favorite character (okay maybeeee she's tied with Aakse tbh) and I just love writing her interactions with Risen. I was concerned that it would feel like her relationship with Risen moves too quickly from "tentative ally/mentor figure" to "i have been adopted this nice crab alien" but I eventually came to my senses and realized this is my fic and I can do whatever I want.

I do honestly feel like this was the right time to have them get closer, and not just because I want to write cute bonding times. I'll probably elaborate on this more in that sidefic I have planned; Erikses is someone who has always wanted to be a mentor and parent figure but it simply never worked out until now. Now Risen is suddenly thrust into her life, and Erikses has come to care about her beyond the initial "honored guest who I owe a great debt to" dynamic.

Writing that hug healed my soul. Erikses is best mom confirmed.

Chapter 12

all caught up now!

The Nightmare

ehehehe I bet I got some of you with that little fakeout huh >:3c sorry not sorry. It wasn't in my outline, but I felt like I wanted to show that, even tho Risen got some nice comfort from her alien mom Erikses last chapter, she's not instantly cured of all fear. But now she has Erikses in her corner if she ever needs someone to remind her its still gonna be okay.

Traveling Songs

A thing that has been in my brain since almost day 1 of this project is the idea of group songs being big in Eliksni culture. Traveling songs are specifically meant to bring good luck on your journey and keep everyone entertained (and awake) during all that damn walking. Also the sound of large groups of people singing together just does something to my brain okay.

Erikses, let me see what you have? A knife! NO!

Everybody's favorite scribe stabs people in her free time, go queen. This cultural detail is another one I've been kicking around for a long time. I think it came more out of the Long Drift than Riisborn Eliksni culture. Everyone needs to know how to fight, because the universe can be an incredibly cruel and hostile place, especially after the Whirlwind. Even scholars like Erikses traditionally are trained in some kind of weapon, tho their skills are usually more focused on self defense.

Risen Can Change Her Knives Now?

This is not a Risen-specific ability! (Actually none of her abilities as a Guardian will ever be hers alone, just a matter of skill, age, and practice.) I headcanon that Guardians can change the form of their Light-based summons (Hunter knives, Titan hammers, Golden Gun, Dawnblades, etc.) to fit their own personal tastes or fighting style. Within reason, ofc-- a Golden Gun will always be a gun, but maybe some Hunters make it a sniper instead. Risen wants her knives to look like Erikses's and in a quiet environment, with time and focus, she can do it. This is a lot harder during a fight, but practice makes perfect.

Embroidery <333

Once again, R&F is secretly just me gushing about every fiber art I know/want to learn forever. Embroidery is one I want to learn real bad; I do cross-stitch already a tiny bit, so I think I could do it in theory, but it just looks like magic to me ughhhh so cool.

Erikses choosing to share her art with Risen is a significant act in Eliksni culture, and somewhat formalizes their teacher-student relationship (we have not gotten to my cultural concept of iksabas yet but when we do I will have so much yelling to do about Erikses and how she makes Risen a member of her family thru the act of sharing her language and her craft with her).

whew okay thats a long boi in the soup but there's three chapters worth of retrospectives!

#destiny 2 #destiny #destiny fanfiction #destiny oc #destiny rise and fall au #rise and fall retrospectives

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charmixpower · 2 years

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how would the winx react to their s/o getting hurt in a fight? :]

My slow descent into becoming an imagines blog??? Is that what's happening?? /J

Oop

Just got this one, which also applies!

I'm just gonna use my base ship names, but this would apply to any partner

Bloom: she blames herself. Was she there? No. Does she have literally anything to do with Sky being injured?? No. It's still her fault tho, she's sure of that. Please don't ask why she's like this. She's not super anxious, she's mostly sad he got injured. Like :(((((. Bloom usually gets sad when something goes wrong, she's pretty mopey about the whole thing. She still tries to help him if course but ever time he needs her help she's all like ";-; your hurt :((((". If Sky is severely injured, like asleep in the hospital injured, she goes to visit her parents for a day before coming back to look over Sky. If hes still awake she stays as close as she can to him at all time

Stella: Lmao she's freaking the fuck out. Stella is mostly fine if she's injured (as long as she doesn't get an ugly scar lmao) but Stella is a worry wort about people she likes. She's not running around but she's full of nervous energy. Constantly bothering Brandon. (Most people would get annoyed, but Brandon thinks it's cute lol) On top of this she's not the best at taking care of people, she tries her best but girl isn't that patient. If Brandon is really injured tho she goes into serious mode™ and gets all somber. She has less bouncing around energy and is better at concentrating on things, but she can't keep it up for long stretchs of time. When she's not doing things she's just buzzing with nervous enegry, doing a bunch of random shit to keep her mind off of Brandon being injured (until he calls for her/needs her). During this time you will see her indulging in every hobby she has and making multiple phone calls to Bloom/Aisha/Musa/Flora— to cry about Brandon being injured for the third time today

Flora: she's chill about the whole thing. Lympha tends to have a lot of injuries due to the giant bugs and plants with teeth, so Flora knows a lot about taking care of people. Plus her mom/older sister enegry. She's amazing at taking care of people so she's confident in her ablity to help. This is both for severely injured or just kinda hurt. Like Flora knows she can help, and knows what to do to help. She does get more anxious depending on the injury but unless its coma bad she's confident she can help and make things easier

Tenca: "who told you to get up. You have a 43.6% chance of harming yourself more." "Here drink this. It boosts your immune system by 33.9%. you'll need it if your wound gets infected." "I've been researching this kind of injury—" Oh. My. God. Helicopter nurse. Tecna wants Timmy to be healed quickly, and the most logical way for him to do that is to lay there and rest and to stop doing things, what do you mean your bored?? This gets worse the worse the injury is. She's actually chiller about this w/ her s1 personality bc she doesn't care as much, but s2 onward and she cares so much she's shopping to make the most nutritious smoothie to promote healing. Please pay no mind to the fact it's disgusting

Musa: Sobbing crying and everything else along thoese lines. Musa is a crier, this will not change no matter how injured Riven is. Tho the more injured he is the more time she spends crying. So like if Riven was in the hospital after s2 finale she's exclusively crying with small breaks bc she got exhausted. Musa is really really really dedicated to taking care of really anyone important to her when their injured/sick (for pretty obvious reasons). So her response tends to be the same no matter the severity, just more. She's also pretty good at taking care of people, she knows what they need and can get their hands on them. She just stuggles with staying calm while helping....she tends to get upset all over again. Rip Musa, her emotions are unfortunately dialed up to 11 at all times (like me) and keeping calm is hard for her. (Think the s3 finale when she was the only one crying after finding her boyfriend "captured" by Valtor). But she is very helpful, and she's more hugy (around the injury), she just wants to be comforting

Aisha: swapping between panicked and deathly serious at break neck speeds. She just goes from catastrophizing to doing everything she can to help in all her power. She hates it when anyone important to her is any type of danger, like at all. She knows she should be able to trust her friends and Nabu to handle things because their all warriors too, but she can't help herself. So when they get hurt, she thinks it's her responsibility to make them perfectly well...even if she realistically can't do anything. Nabu usually tells her the number one thing he needs is cuddles, and stat, just to make her calm down lol. If Nabu is severely injured she's bawling her eyes out and trying to help the best she can at the same time. Multitasking!!! She's pretty anxious so Nabu not being able to help her calm down will get her going off the deep end so fast is isn't even funny. Ends up being knocked out by Piff bc by a certain point she's not being helpful anymore fjjsdkeke. She needs a little intervention, she's fine, she's just 70% anxiety by volume

#winx club #winx musa #winx stella #winx bloom #winx aisha #winx layla #winx tecna #winx flora

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seerofmike · 1 year

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💀 🌙 🌸 ♥️ random headcanon? On seer, crypto and octane If you don’t mind.

Also happy holidays

teehee thank u

octane

☠ - angry/violent headcanon: so i've actually always had the headcanon that octane gets SUUUUUPER passive aggressive when angry and season 9 onwards has kinda proven me right lmao. i think he would need to be the right combo of drunk and truly pissed off to like, yell and all that, but for the most part he would just be like. mean girls level of petty and passive aggressive and vindictive. see the season 14 interactions where he laughs like a huuuuge bitch @ seer for literally no reason LMAO

☾ - sleep headcanon: stays up literally all week chugging energy drinks, then passes out late saturday evening and sleeps all the way until monday morning. gets hot easily so he kicks all the covers off. and since he's used to sleeping on that beanbag in his dropship room he sleeps all curled up in a ball.

✿ - sex headcanon: literally always down to fuck even if he isn't actually in the mood. sex is really casual to him and asking if he wants to have sex is kind of just like asking if he wants a snack. he'll take it even if he's not hungry because it'll be satisfying regardless. also he's a bottom bitch but will top OCCASIONALLY and has a horrific green strap-on for such occasions

♥ - family headcanon: has no extended family that he knows of, doesn't care about blood family all that much anyways and likes the little found family he's claimed for himself among the legends. i think he's not gonna be ready For a family any time soon but he would be a really cool fun uncle for now, and a slightly irresponsible but spoils-his-kid(s)-a-lot dad later. and he WOULD want to eventually be a dad when he's in the right headspace in it and he wants to be a dad for kind of petty reasons at first ("i'm gonna be a waaaay better dad than my old man watch") but he's gonna be ride or die for that kid as soon as they're adopted. i hc him as trans obviously but i think he would prefer adoption over biological kids.

random headcanon: he did track and field in high school and actually has really good running form. it's kind of janky now cuz he has uhhh metal legs but if he'd actually focused on track and field instead of just viewing it an outlet for his energy and a way to avoid home he probably could have pursued a legit track career instead of shooting himself out of cannons and shit

crypto

☠ - angry/violent headcanon: of the three crypto is probably the most prone to violence when angry? he never gets violent with people but he is very much a "turns and kicks the car/wall/table etc" kind of person when something is angering him. he is also kind of always seething. just in a shit mood sometimes and finds everything annoying and is plotting his revenge internally. he never acts on it but it's thereupetic to him. he'll probably get over it when he stops feeling crushed under the weight of the Horrors

☾ - sleep headcanon: very light sleeper, jerks awake at the smallest of noises if he can even fall asleep in the first place. sleeps on his back usually and always wakes up with his hand under his shirt for some reason.

✿ - sex headcanon: i know it does nawt seem that way based on all my cryptane fics but crypto is definitely the horniest one between them even if octane usually proposes because he's more forward about stuff. i think he just has a lot of frustration towards...Everything, in general, and sometimes instead of acting out violently due to that frustration he'll just get horny. angry horny. and also he has a very vivid imagination and is definitely far kinkier than he will ever admit to octavio

♥ - family headcanon: so i actually like to hc that he and mila were the oldst kids at mystik's orphanage and were therefore babysitting the younger ones a lot, so crypto is really good with kids and he wants to start his own family one day. he's mostly made peace with the fact that he'll never know his biological parents and he loves mila and mystik but there's a small part of him that wants just One blood connection so as soon as he settles down and gets his shit together he is going to start wanting kids. a lot

random headcanon: enjoys cheesy romcom books and movies, will never admit it even at gunpoint. every time one of his friends finds out he considers changing his identity again

seer

☠ - angry/violent headcanon: i don't think he gets angry very often and is really good at hiding his anger because of the bullying he used to undergo. he might even be Too good at hiding it. i think he'll go a while not realizing he *IS* angry until someone is like "yo obi are you ok you're so tense" and then it'll all break like a dam and he'll pick up a pillow and scream into it before acting like nothing happened

☾ - sleep headcanon: sleeps with a little eyemask on and is actually a very heavy sleeper. ramya has drawn on his face while sleeping and he didn't even rouse. actually he has the incredibly powerful ability to fall asleep on command. seer says "i am going to bed" and he lays down and falls asleep in 5 minutes. he MEANS it

✿ - sex headcanon: i think cuz of the way boreas treated him the thought of a real, emotional, romantic relationship seemed kind of faraway to him and he didn't start dating people For Real until he was like. 23/24. and like he's an #empath and all but i think for his first couple of relationships before that, it was mostly a sex thing but then he got more comfortable being vulnerable around his partners and now he's really picky about sleeping with people. like it will take maybe 6 dates now before he considers sleeping with someone. and they will appreciate it because obi is very good in bed actually,

♥ - family headcanon: nobody has ever trusted obi around children at ALL and therefore he doesn't know how to handle them and probably doesn't want any for a while. like he'll be nice to kids but if you hand him one even if he is going ":)" inside he is crying screaming shaking because he doesn't know what to do. all his extended family cut his parents off when he was born but he never really knew them so he tries not to think about it. and he was also Very Loved and slightly spoiled by his parents, as he deserves to be

random headcanon: he does not like tea or coffee. he prefers energy drinks. he does NOT want to admit this and will never buy them for himself, he has to convince ramya to buy him a can and then he discards the evidence before anyone can notice

#tumblr pls put this under long post pls im on mobile #apex legends

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estcsy · 2 years

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so let me tell y’all what happened lol 😋

okay so quick recap if you remember last time I went it was tuesday and that’s when me and me and camilo got into a fight at mirabel’s birthday party lmao BUT, IT WAS WEDNESDAY, NOW IF YOU REMEMBER CAMILO WANTED THIS TO BE “our day” segun el

so like I woke up to the man himself shaking me awake that was the scariest shit thats ever happened to me it was like a jump scare when I opened my eyes

I sleep like a log sometimes so I didn’t hear him like come in or anything he was saying like “wakeupwakeupwakeup” which is really annoying of him but whatever

so my eyes are now open and my fucking soul let my body for a second then I told him to get his ass out and I started throwing things on my night stand at him so he like ran out and then said sorry when he made it out

so now that I’m alone I’m thinking which encanto dr is this (since yk we have the first one and the other one) but I had to slap my face a few times to test if I was dreaming or not

so I got dressed and all and I went downstairs and said my hellos to everyone and hugged them bc yk I missed my homies

so since it was breakfast I was helping cut strawberries with dolores and luisa, and I like asked them what day it is and then dolores told me it was wednesday and then said “good luck” to me and walked away so now I’m just standing there like 🧍🏻‍♀️

but then I heard a knock on the door and it’s mariano’s family so now I’m like happy to see them so I wave and stuff but then that didn’t last long because valentina and her family where behind them 👎🏼

now me and camilo, we’re cool yk it’s awkward as hell but like I don’t have anything against him anymore it’s just HER she’s so mean and for what

so I’m continuing to cut the strawberries with luisa and she told me that she didn’t like her either HA but anyways

i don’t care if her and camilo date as long as she keeps her ass far away from the chair that says my name on it BUT NOOOOOO

when me and luisa got done we had the bowls of strawberries in our hands and I WATCHED her sit on my chair

but casita is not one to take this stuff lightly either so next thing I own the tiles under her are moving and casita THROWS her off

SO NOW ALL OF US ARE LIKE 😦

BUT THEN VALENTINA’S MOM LOOKS AT ME AND SHES LIKE “you did that”

like no lol but she got what she deserved

so I’m like telling her no I can’t control what casita does BUT THIS WOMAN DOESNT LISTEN TO ME

and then she goes on about how I always envied her daughter and whatever 😭

but what REALLLYYY caught me by surprise was when she brought up me not having like parents

WHICH IS REALLY FUNNY OUT OF CONTEXT

but she said it like under her breath so the rest of us didn’t hear it but dolores did

so now dolores is mad

and she said something like “qué dijiste”

NOW IM JUST IN SHOCK LIKE I DONT KNOW WHAT HAPPENING

so the rest of us are confused but then pepa asked her what she was talking about but apparently she said “ella no tiene el amor de su madre para que no se porte mal”

and julieta took it more personally then I did I don’t remember exactly what she said but it was like “creo que preferiría no tener una madre que tener una madre como tú”

so now valentina’s mom is angry

but like she didn’t get the chance to say anything because abuela told her to leave

and then casita opened the doors for them ay ay

but I’m just like looking at my baby maria poor girl looked like she was gonna cry :(

but they were taking too long for casitas liking so casita throws them out and is only gentle with their dad and maria

so then casita slams the door and after that it is DEAD silent and everyone was looking at me and I didn’t know what to do 😭

I just walked out of there but I took a strawberry with me because those are really good

I wasn’t like sad or anything I was just overwhelmed and my head hurt

but anyways

slay points

valentina’s mom casita julieta dolores

0 19282 82737 28372

#shifting #encanto #encanto x reader #reality shifting

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hoodharlow · 11 months

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Concept for Lil Jackie : Jack is teaching her how to ride a bike but he’s a bad teacher lmao

TW: mentions of ER and injury

***

Jack knew he fucked up. He looked over to Monse and Liliana. The four year old had cried herself to sleep craddling her arm. Earlier in the day he and Liliana were in the driveway playing when Jack decided it was the perfect time to teach her how to ride a two-wheeler. It went pretty smoothly until he let go and Liliana panicked causing her to crash into Monse's car. When Jack rushed over to her she screamed in bloody murder, holding her arm. Monse went to see what was the commotion. Jack filled her in and she tried to help Liliana but she cried and hugged her arm. They dropped off the twins at Jack's parents' and rushed to the hospital. There they were told to wait three hours until it was their turn.

"She'll get over it, you know that right?" Monse said, quietly.

"No she won't. She'll hate forever and go through tears of therapy. When she goes to college she's gonna–"

"Jack, why don't you get her a juice from the cafe."

He nodded and went across the hall, to the cafe. He ordered one of those fancy lattes Monse drinks, a tea for him and an apple juicr for Liliana. He also got her chocolate chunk cookie. When he arrived, Monse passed him their kid.

"What are you doing?" He asked Monse, nervously.

"I have to pee." She said.

"No what if I drop her."

"Jack, relax. I'll be gone two minutes tops."

Liliana stirred awake. She rubbed her eyes witj her good arm and nuzzled against Jack's chest.

"Good morning." She sighed.

"It's 2pm." Jack said.

"Oh." She scanned the small waiting area and saw a juice box. "For me?"

"Yeah, here." He said, poking a straw through the juice box.

"Thank you." She said sipping it.

"I'm sorry, I made your hurt your arm."

"No, my mami's car got me hurt."

Jack chuckled. "What?"

"It didn't move when I was on my bike." She said.

"Damn, I guess papi needs to get me another car that moves so you don't get hurt." Monse said.

"So this was an elaborate plan for me to get you a new car?" Jack asked her in a playful tone.

"You're annoying." She rolled her eyes.

#1d7tg concepts #nattinatalia 😌😌😌#jess 😌😌😌

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galpalaven · 2 years

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coral, diamond, dolamite, emerald for all your hunters and Nya

!!!! gonna be under the cut because it's gonna be really fucking long lmfao

Nox Pendragon

coral: how my OC views the natural world

Nox grew up in the capital of her home country of Ravaya, and the Ravay people are very tied to the natural spirits that live within the jungle that presses up against the edges of the city. There are temples scattered throughout the city, and the central Air Temple at the perfect center of the city where many people spend time asking for guidance and protection from the spirits. The jungle especially is seen as a sort of benevolent deity that that the people of her home country are very reverent of.

In short, she's been raised to respect and almost revere nature, and as such tends to do her best to avoid leaving a footprint on nature whenever she can.

diamond: a sex headcanon

Nox is on the ace spectrum, and her demisexuality meant that she never really found anyone that she wanted to date and have sex with at any point when she was in her early twenties. So technically still a virgin lol

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

Nox suffers from night terrors, and has since she was a baby. She doesn't know that there's a reason for that, but her dad does. Lol.

emerald: how my OC tells someone they love them without words

One of Nox's love languages is physical touch. If she loves someone, she's the type to run her fingers through your hair or rub your back or hold your hand.

Ilya loves this, of course, and leans into every single touch.

Ilya Fisher

coral: how my OC views the natural world

As a creature of the sea, their life is very tied to the natural world. While siren religions only worships one god, the moons are seen as spiritual gifts, as guardians of their people and feature in many of the holy days celebrated by the sirens.

All that being said, they has a reverence for the spirits that make up Nox's people's religion, and can often be seen visiting water temples on the surface to center themself when things are getting hard.

diamond: a sex headcanon

He has never had sex outside of his human ex-boyfriend. Not that he didn't have opportunities, but sex isn't a super big thing for many sirens as their sense of touch is a lot less than humans.

The sex they did have with their ex was ummmmm not good. Not even sure I would personally classify it as 'having sex' when it was just them Giving and being Used and never receiving.

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

Ilya struggles to sleep much. Sirens only sleep between 3 and 6 hours a night, but his human form needs more sleep. He's known to push himself to stay awake and fight the urge to sleep until he crashes for like 16 straight hours lmao.

He has a caffeine addiction in human form as a result.

emerald: how my OC tells someone they love them without words

Ilya is an acts of service type of man. He likes to bring Nox things he found that he thinks she'd like, or maybe cook her something. It was also how he showed love to his family back home--hell, the whole reason he is searching for a runecaster that can help him is an act of service to help his family.

Hunters

Riley Chang

coral: how my OC views the natural world

Riley doesn't particularly have any feelings about nature one way or another. She likes being outside sometimes, but not enough to like go hiking or have houseplants or anything. She'd like to have a cat someday, though.

diamond: a sex headcanon

As a demisexual, Riley has not actually ever had sex. She's never been close enough to anyone to experience attraction until Adair, so that will be an interesting thing for the two of them to navigate when they finally get together lol

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

Riley grew up co-sleeping with her parents when she was a kid, so she actually sleeps better with someone else in the room. She'll be very happy when they move in together and she gets to cuddle with them every night.

emerald: how my OC tells someone they love them without words

Riley's similar to Nox in the way she shows affection. Adair struggles with every casual touch when she runs her fingers through their hair or rubs their shoulders or almost holds their hand. A Mess.

Theodora Blackburn

coral: how my OC views the natural world

Theo was raised Jewish and still practices as an adult. There are a lot of nature based holidays that she does observe when she has the time. She has a reverence for nature, though she's not super interested in like hiking or anything.

diamond: a sex headcanon

Of all the characters up here, she has had the most sex lol. She's bisexual, and did her fair share of experimentation in college. Never Have I Ever with her might be a bit challenging lmao

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

Theo suffers from insomnia. It's so bad that she honestly just lives like this and pretends like its not having a real effect on her. She sleeps a few hours at a time most nights, and its a very light sleep that doesn't really give her any fucking rest.

emerald: how my OC tells someone they love them without words

Theo is cuddly. She likes to sit right up next to people she loves, to run her fingers through their hair and let them rest their head on her chest and fall asleep on the couch. She's also an acts of service bitch who will draw her love a bath and cook dinner if they've had a bad day.

Frankie Nakamura

coral: how my OC views the natural world

Frankie is absolutely clueless about most things in nature. All she knows is she gets sneezy in the spring and that plants need water sometimes. She wants to be someone who has plants and a cute little garden, but she's just not got it in her.

She'll just have to live with helping Blane with their garden someday.

diamond: a sex headcanon

Frankie has had sex before, and it was fun. That being said, she has a very low libido, and feels no real need to seek it out at any given time. On the odd occasion her hormones act up, she's not above using a vibe to help ease that discomfort.

The fact that Blane is ace will not bother her in the slightest.

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

Miss Girl could sleep through a hurricane. Heaviest sleeper in the world. She might be dead. Someone poke her and see if she's breathing.

emerald: how my OC tells someone they love them without words

Being there. Even if it's just sitting nearby and doing her own thing. She also likes to cuddle and bring snacks or dinner to you if you're feeling down.

#my ocs #long post

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