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idontplaytrack · 13 days

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My Girl

AJ Campos x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, some coarse language, making out turned smut.

In which AJ makes a move and officially asks reader to be her girlfriend.

Requested? Yes / No

[Part 2 to Wait For You ]

Spacing is horrid, pls forgive me lol😭 it’s also lengthy bc I didn’t want to split it into another part🫠

Your eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the surroundings. Hit with the initial confusion of not being in your own bedroom, you were quickly snapped out of it when you felt a pair of arms wrapped around you.

“Good morning.” AJ spoke, the sleep still evident in her voice. Pressing a kiss onto your shoulder, she snuggles closer and rested her chin there. You still couldn’t believe you were here with AJ…even after a month of dating later. A smile creeps onto your face as you replied, “Morning.” Even then, the both of you fell back asleep. And when you woke up again, you had your arms around her and were laying on her chest. AJ was combing her fingers through your hair as she had her phone in her hand. You looked up at her, eyes barely open. She realised you were awake, “Hi, sleepyhead.” AJ put her phone down, and smiled at you. “What time is it?”

“A little after nine-thirty.” She answers, her hand now trailing down to your back.

“Oh.”

“Mhm.” AJ confirmed with a small nod, leaning down to kiss you on the head, “Are you okay?”

“Mm, yeah why?”

“You just seem awfully sleepy.” She chuckled.

“It’s Saturday after all.” You responded.

“You would so sleep all day if no one was there to wake you up.” She shifted herself and she was now face to face with you, capturing your lips into her own.

“That is correct.” You giggled, kissing her back, your nearly-nude body softly pressing up against hers. AJ happily carried on kissing you for awhile, cupping your cheek. “Wouldn’t want to start something we can’t finish, would we?” You joked.

“Hey.” She broke away, looking at you in feigned offence, “What was last night then? Need I remind you, we both…finished?”

You snorted a laugh, pulling her back in, “That we did. Thank you, baby.”

AJ’s cheeks began to form a light pink hue, blushing, “And what are we doing now?”

“You? You’re blushing.” You teased, breaking away from the contact briefly. AJ eagerly kisses you again, letting you know all you needed to know.

She’d never done anything like that before last night. And you too, so you were both just taking the time to explore. Teaching each other what to do and what felt good. Especially with no one else home, you and AJ were all the more, relaxed. You were currently on top, straddling her as you held her face in both your hands and kissed her over and over. She reciprocated with the same energy, her hands lazily clung onto your back. But they roamed after awhile, down to your ass and she rests a hand there which she eventually used to massage the muscle. Your lips ventured down along her jaw next and then her neck, now knowing that she had a sensitive spot there that would rile her up a little. A quiet moan falls from her mouth which you’d anticipated so you kept at it for a little bit.

“I want to kiss you, honey.” AJ says while her head involuntarily tilted back as a result of your actions. Her ring-clad fingers brushed through your hair as you continued to kiss and suck at her neck, just enough to elicit those little sounds you’ve quickly grown to love hearing. “Baby, please.” She requests, her voice even softer this time around. You could never say no to this girl. Biting back a grin, you moved yourself back up so she could kiss you like she’d asked. With one of her hands now comfortably in your hair to keep your face from moving away, the other was still trailing up and down between your back and ass- the feeling of her fingertips over the fabric makes you squirm because it tickles. And AJ seems to have figured that out and smoothly slid her hand under the fabric, gently squeezing your ass cheek. You laughed softly into the kiss, but she intermittently kept repeating her actions and resulted in a whine to come out from your mouth. Her teeth grazes your lip and her tongue attempted to slide itself into your mouth like a silent invitation. Which you’d accepted, and then started to do the same. Hearing each other start moaning turned you on as much as it does her.

AJ’s hand on your ass slid to your front, and her other hand that was initially in your hair was now on your upper back. She pulls away from the kiss to search your eyes for approval to do what she was about to do next. A strained incoherent sound and a nod swiftly came from you as you attacked her lips, needing the attention back. And so, her hand dips into your underwear and her fingers began to rub your clit in a slow, steady motion. She carefully bent a knee so you had another form of stimulation available. You instinctively shifted yourself over to that leg of hers and started grinding against it, going along with her actions. Her hand falls to your hip, “You’re so beautiful, honey.” She says, a sweet smile on her face and her eyes filled with so much warmth and love, it made you feel a crazy swarm of butterflies in your chest. Her leg straightens again, worried that you might fall off. You whined, frustrated. AJ remains calm and laid you on your back then joined you, laying down beside you.

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As your hand clung to her back, you fiddled with the clip on her bra while you asked if you could remove it. She was doing most of the work now and you felt bad about it so…here goes. Holding her peaked pink nipple between your fingers, you gave it a little pinch. She chuckles into the kiss and gave you a nod of approval. You kept at it, alternating between massaging her breast and pinching her nipple. AJ’s fingers on your clit started going harder, with the sole purpose of building up your pleasure. And it worked, you were soon feeling the need to plead for more. But of course, AJ being AJ, she loved giving you whatever you pleased and you didn’t have to even actually ask. AJ just went for it to let you feel good.

Last night’s bit of awkwardness was quickly forgotten as the two of you got more familiar with everything little thing about the other person, until she asks you a completely unexpected question, “Baby…” You broke away from the kiss completely to look at her, “Yeah?”

“Can I…taste you?”

You shot her a look of bewilderment and gulped, chuckling, “Oh- you wanna-”

“Only if you’re okay with it, alright?” She laughs softly, licking her lips, “I don’t want you to say yes just because you feel like you should-”

“It’s fine.” You answered, “We can give that a try.”

“Are you sure?” AJ asks, caressing your cheek as she spoke, her gaze worried.

“Yeah.” You nodded decisively, “I’m sure.”

“Okay.” She smooches you on the lips before making her way down to the juncture between your thighs and slowly pushed your legs open. And my god did you feel vulnerable as hell with her face looking right at your cunt for the first time. You looked down at her at she almost seemed intrigued- she was eager to find out more about what makes you feel good. AJ’s left hand was on your inner thigh and the right was holding her own hair to keep it out of the way as she got closer and closer to the area.

Her tongue flicked your clit gently and you gasped, realising that you liked that. AJ proceeded to do that for a good couple of minutes before trying to lick a stripe up from your entrance to your sensitive nub. You whined, watching her. And when she heard you, she looked up- making eye contact with you. “Does that feel good?” She asks for confirmation. “Yeah, yeah it does.” You told her. So AJ kept going- licking, kiss and even sucking your sensitive area, getting to hear more and more sweet sounds of pleasure from you as the minutes went on. Her hand got back to massaging your ass which she already knew you liked, so it drove you even closer to the edge. Eventually, your hips bucked against your will so she held you down, continuing to lap up your juices as you were practically fighting for your life not to sound like a needy little girl under her touch. “Hey, hey…” She detaches herself from you, “It’s alright, honey. Make all the noise you want.”

Oh, God. Those eyes, the warmth of her touch and her tongue. You were getting giddy, and dangerously close to the peak.

Suddenly, you feel her fingers ghosting the mound, “Yes, please. AJ, do it.” You wanted to try that, so she added her finger to the mix with no resistance. AJ thought that it must’ve been wrong…having her face buried in your heat and her fingers so deep inside you, right?Feeling the coldness from her ring, you seethed right as she poked you in the sensitive area inside. It snaps her out of that thought that was quickly abandoned. You whined, and loudly, “Fuck. God, AJ that feels so damn good- keep going.” Getting a little cocky now, she went a whole lot faster hoping you let you have your release soon. With her sucking and finger-fucking you while her hand groped your breast, the combination made you clench- your pleasure was near the brink of unraveling. Of course, she could feel it all being actually inside of you. She may not very experience, but she was a quick learner. “Come on, baby.” She cooed, “Give me one. Let go.” And you did, as if on her command while your back arched off the mattress. You’d creamed her two fingers completely with your slick as your body trembled from the intensity of your high. She pulls them out, clambering back up to kiss you. “I love you, y/n.”

You smiled giddily, “I love you, too.” Brushing the hair out of her face, you ask, “You wanna have a go?”

She laughs, “Mm, sure.” Kissing you again, you were now laid on your side before she slid yourself down slightly to hold her nipple in your mouth for a beat. You licked and sucked it, while fondling with the other. She moans, biting down on her lip. “Don’t hold back, AJ.” You coaxed, “If it feels good let me hear it, okay?”

When she was under your touch, she was the one who got shy. Just like she did yesterday, but it seemed a little better today now that she was obviously more familiar with you and absolutely comfortable and needy. “Okay.” She agrees, and moans quickly chased her response, “Ah, ah- shit. Shit.”

Smugly, you start to tease her folds with a finger and she almost instantly whined. You pulled your finger away while moving yourself back up to meet her face just so you could witness the change in her expression. Gosh, she needed you to touch her so bad. But you wanted her to tell you. “What do you want, sweetie?” Your fingers danced along the side of her body as you gazed into her eyes expecting a specific answer.

“Baby, I need you to touch me.” AJ spat out hurriedly, hiding her face behind her hand. You pushed it aside, “I want to see your face, pretty girl, hmm? You need me to touch you, babe?” “Yes. Please.” She nodded, licking her lips.

“Okay.” Your finger returned to its position, sliding downwards just slightly then you start to rub her clit to see and hear what she thought of that. “You like that, babe?” You weren’t expecting a verbal response, but she tells you yes anyway. So you picked up your pace as a reward for her as she clung onto you for dear life, her leg now rested on your hip for extra support. Unlike you, the rougher you went, the more she wanted. AJ seems to like it a little more aggressive. And so be it, she let you feel good and it was now her turn.

Pretty soon, you slipped two fingers inside her easily, curling them so you could locate and hit her g-spot. AJ grew increasingly vulgar as you continued to ram your fingers into her, your actions and her noises matched up- one for one. It also wasn’t long before you felt her walls tightening around your fingers, you decidedly got ahold of her nipple again and twisted it in between your fingers will your other hand continued with the push-and-pull in her cunt. “Oh, fuck!” She cried out with a pant, and she came, just as you were hoping she would. Satisfied, both your hands detached from her. “Fucking hell, that was something else. Holy shit.”

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A little later, you and AJ found yourselves in the kitchen to fix up some lunch. You were wearing one of her t-shirts that she’d picked out for you to change into after your shower, AJ was in a cute little camisole top and shorts. “Do you want the same one so I can just dump it in the same pot?” She asks you, referring to the two packets of instant ramen in her hands.

“Uh, yeah. Sure.” You shrugged.

AJ squinted at you, “Are you okay? Please don’t tell me I hurt you.”

“Oh, you definitely didn’t.” You assured, “Don’t worry. I was just- spacing out a little.”

“Alright.” She smiled, relieved as she opened up the packets of noodles then dumped them into the pot on the stove. You hugged her from behind, pressing a kiss to her shoulder blade. She chuckles, “Yes, honey?”

“Nothin’.” You said back, “Just wanted to hug you.”

“Cute.” She commented, “Hey, what do you say we go out for a drive tonight? Maybe get some takeout on the way and head to Broadway to see a show?”

“Sounds great.” You agreed, “I kinda wanna go to Times Square.”

“You do?” She knew you typically would stay away from a ‘touristy area’ since you didn’t like crowds that much.

“Yeah, but I kinda miss it. Just wanna do a little walk through. Then maybe we can stop by an observation deck for sunset first.”

“Sure, honey.” AJ answers while stirring the food in the pot and turning down the heat. You unwrapped your arms, loosening your grip around her and just stood by her as she portioned the noodles into two bowls. After lunch, you and AJ lazed on the couch watching reruns of old sitcoms on TV for a couple hours before going out for a walk.

On your walk, you bought tickets for AJ and yourself to The Edge in Hudson Yards- it was the cheapest option. Once the both of you got back home, you got dressed and ready for the evening. It was a two-hour drive into the city, but AJ thought you two should leave a little earlier just to be safe. She drove, you sit in front with her. Before you knew it, the familiar hustle and bustle of the city filled your senses. “We’re gonna go to the deck, dinner, show, Times Square then drive home.” AJ listed.

“Yep.”

“Alright, let’s park this car and get upstairs.” AJ grins, glancing at you.

Being 100-storeys up, you got a breathtaking view of pretty much the whole of Manhattan. You haven’t been to the city in ages and this had you in awe. AJ took you by the hand and led you to sit down with her at the steps after taking a few laps around the deck to look at the view and take some pictures. AJ tilted your face to face her own, “Are you sleepy already, honey?” She plants a kiss on your forehead and you rest your head on her shoulder, basking in her company and the gorgeous view in front of your eyes as the setting sun painted the sky golden hue. “I’m not.” You chuckled, “This view is gorgeous.”

“Just like you.” She mumbles, laughing to herself as she held your hand. Her free hand took her phone out to get pictures of you — which you didn’t realise, and the sunset.

“Hm?” You sat back up, looking at her now.

“Nothing.” AJ avoided eye contact. “AJ, no- please talk to me. It’s okay.”

You took in a deep breath, “Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, anything.” You nodded and smiled, intertwining your fingers with hers.

“We’ve been dating for about a month and I’ve been thinking…I want you to be my girlfriend. You know, like- officially? So I um-” She began, reaching into her purse. You watched her, concerned, honestly. Purely because she seemed so nervous. “I made you- this. Here.” She hands you a small package wrapped in what seemed like paper from a sketchbook. You untied the bow, carefully unfolding the paper. There was a bracelet in there, but the drawing on the paper caught your eye first- it was a Hello name sticker that said ‘I love you’ in the blank.

“Oh, my God. AJ. I love this.” You slid the bracelet onto your wrist and took a closer look at the little drawing she did, “I am totally framing this.”

She smiles, squeezing your hand even tighter.

You freed your hand from her grip and grabbed her face with both hands, crashing your lips onto hers, “Fuck, I love you so much, my girl.”

AJ chuckles and smiled into the kiss, “I love you.”

#auli’i cravalho #aj campos #crush #hulu crush #lgbtqia #queer fiction #sfw wlw #wlw #wlw fluff #romance #Spotify #reader insert #x reader #female reader

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moss-and-marimos · 1 year

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Tmnt 2012 headcanons of mine/my designs for them:

Both donnie and Mikey have scars from their respective vivisection attempts, their brothers stopped it before it could get too far, but there’s still scarring around their collar bones and the top of their plastrons, they both comfort eachother about it, it’s one of the few things the other brothers can’t quite understand bc they didn’t experience it

Mikey still has residual electricity powers from that one part of s5(? If I’m remembering correctly), they’re just small ones but sometimes you can see lichtenburg figures on his fingers/hands before they fade

^ he has used this to make the toaster go wild on leo and the fridge spray water on donnie before

Donnie rarely sleeps in his actual bedroom, so when karai stays over that’s normally where she sleeps, but sometimes it’ll also serve as a room for april or Casey

April and leo are really close, she’s a much needed break from responsibilities sometimes and will take him to do human things like raves or parties or even just grocery shopping

Karai and leo are really close (/p) they understand the burden of being an oldest sibling and having the weight of the world put on you by your father

I do not care for 2012 splinter as a parent

Raph kinda took up the role of father like leo took up the role of mother a little bit, he helps organize the lair and actually really likes organizing stuff, just doesn’t when his siblings are around because it’s overwhelming (cough he’s autistic cough)

Leo uses mobility aids after his incident with shredder, normally forearm crutches, a cane, or on better days just a knee brace

All of them experience psychosis symptoms to some extent, leo probably has the most delusions, I think donnie would have a lot of auditory hallucinations, Raph would have a lot of tactile hallucinations, they all get a lot of paranoia but especially leo, they all try to hide their symptoms from the other because they don’t want to seem “weird” or “crazy”

Sometimes donnie will go to April if he’s having bad paranoia or just generally a bad time with his symptoms, she helps him calm down and do grounding exercises

Mikey and leo are actually really close and hang out a lot and talk about space heroes and other comics

Raph needs wrist braces

Raph is actually the cook of the household, he finds it calming and the routine is nice

Donnie still hates himself for not finding a way to turn Timothy human again yet

^ he made a fake note from Timothy and left it for Timothy’s mom

Like leo can’t be trusted with the toaster donnie isn’t trusted with the blender (this was probably Mikey’s doing)

Aprils eyes reflect in the dark and sometimes will glow, a lot of the time they turn pink/purple like the kraang

April can turn her fingers/arms into tentacles, she found this out pretty late in the show timeline and is trying to hide it from the turtles because she knows how much of a hard time they have with the kraang and she doesn’t want them to hate her

Probably all of them have BPD and are sensitive to rejection

Mikey in particular has cracks/scarring on his shell from getting attacked by slash

After everything with slash Raph is really careful what he tells chompy about his brothers

Raph and leo are both either transmasc or transfem, I’m a big fan of both of those headcanons so I kinda use them interchangeably some

When leo came out as aroace spec he was worried he wouldn’t be accepted, Raph was the first one to comfort him and would threaten to beat up anyone who was an asshole to leo

Raph has abandonment issues

Karai and leo will go stargazing, leo has a space special interest and his favorite constellation is the Big Dipper

The first time the turtles really clearly saw the night sky was at the farmhouse, all of them, especially leo, were in awe a little bit, Casey and april didn’t really get it bc they were used to seeing the stars and being out

It was also their first time seeing daylight so much so you better believe at least one of them got sunburnt

Mikey’s favorite activity at the farmhouse was cloud watching during the day, which leo would sometimes do with him

Leo’s favorite activity when he was recovering was stargazing, on occasion Mikey would join him, Raph always wanted to but was too anxious he would intrude

Donnie keeps special teabags for leo to help his throat after it got messed up from the fight with shredder

Leo can’t talk too loudly or too much or it’ll fuck up his vocal cords, sometimes he’ll push it and get yelled at by april and/or donnie about it

April can’t get salmonella bc she’s part kraang but the other humans can, once she gets mutated karai can’t either

April, Casey, Donnie, and Raph still have slightly extra pointed teeth from being turned into vampires

Multiple times Mikey or Raph has had to stop Donnie from pulling at his plastron during a breakdown, especially after the vivisection it gets bad, Donnie has a lot of issues about not being human

It kinda dawns on everyone later how serious Mikey sprinkling himself with mutagen actually was, he’s not stupid, he was so desperate to feel as good as his brothers that he was willing to die for it, so it only kinda registers later on that it could probably be considered a suicide attempt, everyone makes sure to spend more time with him after that and make sure he knows he’s loved and when he does good they let him know

Not a headcanon but I think about it sometimes that Mikey has cannibalized a man

Mikey likes spending time in Donnie’s lab and learning chemistry stuff

Mikey one time steals buys Raph a paint mulling set because he knows how much Raph likes painting

Raph can and will easily carry Mikey on his shoulder

Donnie doesn’t like to be picked up, but if he needs to sleep or eat and won’t leave his lab Raph won’t hesitate

^ on days when Leo’s leg is acting up and he can’t, Raph is in charge of getting Donnie out of his lab

^^ on one occasion Raph was out of commission too, so leo sent Mikey to do it, Donnie didn’t think he would be able to but Mikey picked him up easily, he’s a lot stronger than he looks

Leo teaches Mikey healing hands after splinter dies

Leo still has splinters cane, he thinks about using it instead of his own sometimes, but Raph convinces him not to, he can’t stand to see his brother putting more pressure on himself to become splinter junior, he knows how their dad fucked them up a little bit and even if he won’t say it directly he knows it can’t be good for leo

^ sometimes he’ll make Mikey hide splinters cane if leo is really thinking about it

Raphs bandana tails are all torn up because he chews on them

Mikey’s bandana tails are short so that he can’t chew on them

April introduced them all to chew jewelry and they all are big fans but they go through them really fast because of their nonhuman teeth

Donnie chews on his bandana tails too but not enough to damage them

Raph and Donnie train together outside of official sessions, donnie asked Raph to help him get better at combat and so that’s what they do

Raph is horrible at rollerskating at first but eventually gets really good

Mikey isn’t the best but really likes rollerskating anyway

Donnie prefers ice skating because he can do it with Casey but falls on his ass every time, Casey thinks it’s hilarious

Raph also goes ice skating with Casey some time

Leo doesn’t like ice skating. He wants to, for Casey, but the cold is triggering and it aggravates his knee and it’s just a bad time, he has a breakdown about it the first time he tries and he still feels guilty for “ruining” the night

Donnie is really cautious around Mikey at first when he gets his electricity powers, he remembers the electricity simulation thing he was put in and doesn’t want to go through that again

Mikey would listen to cbat to piss off his family because it’s funny

Leo still has his broken helmet from when he died in space, it’s kept on a shelf, he thinks about it a lot

Mikey has a pair of lab goggles because he does so much chemistry stuff with Donnie

Casey never wears safety goggles in the lab even when he should, april wears hers though

Transfem leo feels a lot of dysphoria about having a shell indent

Transmasc Raph feels a lot of dysphoria about not having a shell indent, but being friends with Casey and finding out that amab humans have flat chests makes him feel better some

The turtles can and will eat raw meat, maybe even should (april found this out when she brought over an expensive cut of meat to cook only to find it gone later, it was an awkward explanation when the turtles remembered humans don’t eat raw meat)

^ april could eat raw meat bc she’s part kraang but she hasn’t tried so she doesn’t know that

^^ it was quite the change when karai had to start eating more rare meat

I don’t think this one fits with the canon timeline but shhhh I think it would be funny if karai taught leo how to drive who then taught everyone else

Not super a headcanon but I think the brothers would be a lot more worried about leo talking to the hologram of splinter when they were in space than they actually were in canon

All of them are lactose intolerant except Mikey who fucked around with chemistry stuff and cured himself of lactose intolerance, to this day neither he or Donnie really know how he did it but he can eat so much pizza now

Donnie and leo both like architecture, they found this out on accident but it’s one of the only things they have in common interest wise besides insects

Leo deserves a pet I think he should get to keep the wasp and it imprints on him and is very sweet, for personal preference I’m making it more bee-like so it’s fuzzy

Donnie (I think? I might be thinking of the wrong turtle idk I’ll check my fanart later) has a crack/scar from a crack in the left side of his shell, it’s hidden under his arm but you can see the edge of his plastron is damaged from it

There’s probably some I’m forgetting but yep here’s some of them!! Feel free to ask me more about them or use these B)

@idiot-mushroom sorry for the @ but I figured you would want to see

#tw mentions of suicide #suicide mention #cw vivisection #tw vivisection #there’s a little bit of sensitive stuff in this be warned #but yep some of my headcanons I probably forgot a few but oh well #can you tell im used to being in fandoms where you have to make your own lore lmao #aka Danny phantom and ninjago and etc #long post #tmnt 2012 #2012 tmnt

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trannydean · 10 months

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ok babes if you really wanna...

if jaime had a bedroom (or talk abt levi) or his childhood room...

so 20??

20 - What does your oc’s bedroom/house look like? How does this reflect their personality?

OKAY OKAY AWSOME I WILL DO ALL.

going in chronological order. jaime's childhood bedroom was chock full of stuff. the kid collected things and was always picking up things he thought was cool, and put them in his room. so he had a room full of shelves, overflowing with stuff. he often shared his bedroom with his little cousin jackie whenever she came over, so there was an extra bed in there for her, but other than that, it was jaime's stuff, all over the place.

he definitely had a lava lamp on his night stand. those beaded curtains because he loves making them swish back and forth and hearing them click-clack together. his walls were covered in posters, whether they were from his favorite movies (indiana jones, star wars but only bc of harrison ford), shows (x-files), or music artists (alice cooper, billy idol, bon jovi). he also made collages from magazines he nicked from friends or school or whatever and has them in his desk. he also had those glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling--he said they were for jackie whenever she came over, but he liked them too. also, he was a transformer kid. he had transformer figures all over the place.

he had a bedroom when he lived with caroline for a year, but he didn't deck it out like his previous bedroom. he did have a couple posters and he did pin up his drawings in the corner of his room, but other than that, it was pretty plain, especially compared to his last room.

levi does not have much room. he's a truck, and he doesn't even have a backseat. but amongst the mess of stuff he's got, he does have pictures in his glove box, and old decals on his dashboard, and a beaded necklace hanging from the rearview mirror that reads "BAD BITCH" (caroline made it for him).

he's got a room at the bunker and it's in between his childhood bedroom and his room at caroline's. he's got his lava lamp and beaded curtains back, and some posters that are most obviously vintage and totally not bought off ebay for way too much money. he's got a dog bed for venus but she never uses it so it just sits in the corner lmao. he also has shelves of cassette tapes and an old ass boombox he plays them on, which he also totally didn't buy off ebay.

jaime is a loud person, and he likes to have his personal space reflect that. he likes to have stuff! ofc he wasn't able to reflect that when he was homeless, but fucking hell, was he excited to be able to do that in the bunker.

#answering machine #my ocs #oc: jaime morgan #all righty this was hard for me bc i never got the chance to make my room my own #not really as a kid and certainly not now #so idk what lots of people's bedrooms could look like!#so this is me just grasping desperately at the vague ideas in my head and searching up stuff on google that idk how to word

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yawnjunn · 2 years

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lego flowers - yeonjun

☆ lol i had motivation to do this one so yes i did this one, im currently writing beomgyu's fic but anyways. this fic probably have some bad grammars idk (ik i said this too much but yeah)

╰┈➤ warnings: FLUFF FLUFF!!

╰┈➤ yeonjun x gn! reader btw :)

you were one to get bored easily especially when yeonjun is busy building legos.

this time you were really really bored, yeonjun is out to buy some ice cream just because you were craving for it

youre craving for ice cream? he'll get you some. craving for cakes? he'll buy one for you. craving for chocolates? he'll buy lots and lots of them for you

literally, this man will buy you everything and knows every single details about you

hes head over heels for you and only for you

"Y/N !!! IM HOME WHERE ARE YOU LOOK WHAT I BOUGHT"

you quickly ran over to the door to greet your boyfriend (but actually you just wanted your ice cream)

"I didnt hear you unlocking the doors but anyways welcome home, wheres my ice cream?" you eagerly asked

judging by him holding 2 bags, one is a lego bag and the other is just a normal plastic bag,

he definitely bought more than an ice cream..

"a quick kiss and i'll give it to you"

you, ofc, gave him a peck on his lips (lets be honest who wouldnt want to kiss his lip?)

"cookies and cream ice cream just for my baby" he reached the ice cream that was in the plastic bag, handing it over to you

"and whats that?" you asked, pointing the lego bag

"legos of course" he replied to you in a happy tone

you groaned knowing your boyfriend would be focusing on the legos and ignoring you for another hour

"buuuut i have a surprise for you too"

oh? a surprise?

"i figured you might like it" he reaches inside the lego bag, handing you a lego box with lego flowers on the front cover

"wait...are we gonna build legos together??"

he nodded with adoration in his eyes

"I always notice you getting bored whenever im building legos, i dont want my baby to be bored, would i?" he said, pinching your cheek in cuteness

"that hurts you know" you gently rubbed your cheek with an annoyed face

"it hurts? aww im sorry baby" he then attacked you with kisses all over your face

you see, the thing about yeonjun is that he may look cold outside but hes very affectionate and loving to the people he loves (especially you wink wink)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"babe. feed me ice cream please. I need energy." he asked with his eyes still focusing on his legos, building it carefully

you grab a spoonful of your ice cream and feed him like hes your little kid (well tbh he IS a little kid himself)

you were also building your lego flowers on the floor while he builds his own legos on the coffee table just bcs he needed more space for his legos cause its usually big

it turned out to be fun actually, with you talking non sense while building and yeonjun just agreeing to whatever you said

your conversations with him went a little bit like this:

"lego flowers would match our bedroom"

"yea i know"

"this color is pretty"

"mhm"

"the last dinosaur to ever exist mustve been lonely knowing all his friends went extinct"

"yeah so lonely. poor dinosaur"

not that you mind him ignoring you, you were used to it anyways

it was all fine until one of your lego pieces went missing

you went "oh no.."

and yeonjun's first instinct is to look at you after you said that

"why? did something happened?" he asked full of concern

(damn, yj went protective so quickly 😩)

"one of the lego pieces is missing"

he lets out a dissappointed sigh knowing you and him will have to search for it

"no no its okay, i can find it on my own, you can go back to your legos" you kindly offered yourself to find it before he could say anything

BUT

hes like "no, we're finding it together"

after what felt like hours searching it (honestly it took 10 minutes), you finally found that final piece to complete your lego flowers

"and...im finished" as you put the final piece on your creation

you and yeonjun clapped softly with a small 'yayy' dw, its a cute habit you two developed while dating

"you look so proud" yeonjun pouted at you, taking out his phone to take photos of you

"smile for me baby, hold the flowers straight"

yeonjun really do be acting like those moms who forced you to pose as they take photos 🥲

"thanks for the new lockscreen" he said as he kissed your forehead as a thank you

"are you gonna be putting my photos as your lockscreen everytime you captured one?"

"yes and?"

you rolled your eyes jokingly at him

youre lucky to have such a loving and a caring boyfriend who babies you most of the time even tho you didnt ask for it

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stargirlfics · 3 years

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Daddy!Hen being so confused and worried about why you've been so quiet lately and he knows you're not sleeping well but he hasn't figure out how to ask. Then one morning you wake up alone in bed and panic because he's gone and you can't keep from crying as you wander through his place (bc you know he's probably somewhere but your panic tho) and you find him in the kitchen making breakfast, which he abandons immediately upon seeing yr tears. He holds you so tight and swears he'll never leave you.

I’ve been sitting on this for awhile bc this scenario is very close to home for me, I struggle with abandonment issues and have experienced that fear of waking up and my partner isn’t there but nearby or gets up to do something and I’m so anxious that all I can feel is terrified he’s leaving me and lately I’ve been feeling that anxiety again and decided maybe finding this ask in my inbox again and the second part you sent and writing it will help me put this panic somewhere and maybe help comfort someone who experiences the same so thank you! 💓

Warnings: mentions of angst, abandonment issues/anxiety, ddlg dynamic!

You and Henry both hated having to part from each other in the mornings and adored the stretches of time you could wake up next to each other which was most of the time

But it also wasn’t an odd occurrence for Henry not to be in bed with you when you woke up

He always seemed to wake up before you too, sometimes he’d slip out for a morning run or to make you breakfast and most of the time it didn’t concern you or scare you

But lately things had been off, anxiety swirling deep in your chest, sleep harder and harder to come by, a restless itch in your bones to cling to him, to the people in your life that held things intact bc it all felt like it was slipping away

Henry could sense something was wrong, he was attentive especially so being your Daddy, nothing went unnoticed by him and your silence about what you were feeling told him he needed to coax it out of you

It was very easy for you to get in your head about things and the panic within you was only fueled by overthinking if you should tell him you were slipping back into some of your abandonment anxieties

The words often got caught in your throat and clambered and choked their way back down, back in, back to the silent war in your head in fear that this time he’d surely get tired of this coming up again

So Sunday morning rolled around, a free day for you both and your sleep had been full of half remembered nightmares, a sliver of relief coming when you opened your eyes and knew you could find safety in the arms of the big strong man that you loved so much

Only he wasn’t there

The space he occupied in your shared bed was empty and devoid of any warmth or sign that he had been there

Your heart began to race and tears pricked at your eyes as you jolted upright, frantically scrambling out of bed to find him

You reasoned he had to be nearby, he had to be somewhere, he couldn’t have just left, he couldn’t have slipped away in the middle of the night with his bags packed and enough time to get as far away from you as possible, it just couldn’t be true

Stumbling through the house you check the bathroom, the spare bedroom, hell even the closets in the hallways, crying harder and harder with each second passing that you couldn’t find him

Each step you took, each moment that went on the more the idea cemented in your mind that Henry had finally left, had finally grown tired of being your Daddy, that he wanted nothing to do with you, that he didn’t love you anymore, that you were too much, too messy, too fucked in the head to be around any longer

The panic was rising and loud, clouding your brain, infecting your body, grabbing you by the ankles and pulling you down where it could cradle you, old wounds bleeding

Eventually you stumbled into the kitchen, releasing a breath you didn’t know you were holding when you saw Henry at the stove, something sizzling in a pan but you couldn’t focus on specifics right now

Relief, hurt, and still panic shot itself through your system and you let go of the sobs you’d been holding in, confusion and dread all spilling out

Henry was about to greet you when he heard your sobs, dropping everything to come to your side

He was worried and trying to get you to calm down between your sobs and tell him what was going on but you couldn’t, all you could do was cling to him tightly and cry into his chest

“I’m here, petal. Daddy’s here, I got you now, you’re ok.”

Henry rubbed your back, hating to see you so upset and crying your heart out and feeling like he couldn’t do anything to help

But eventually your sobs turned into sniffles and you could speak now between shuddering breaths and whimpers, letting Henry dry your eyes and rock you gently in his arms

You refused to be put down, crying again when he tried to set you down on the island counter but calming again when he stayed near you, his arms folding around you

“I-I thought you had left me, Hen. I woke up and you weren’t there and I just got so scared you decided you had enough of me.”

Henry’s heart broke a little hearing your tiny voice so pained and upset but it all clicked into place now, he understood now why you’d been so restless lately, why you had trouble sleeping, why you were so quiet too

“Oh, sweetheart. Look at me please, there you go, there’s my little baby. I know you were scared and I know you’re feeling a lot of big scary feelings right now but I promise you I’m right here, daddy’s not going anywhere. I want to be right here with you and Kal! There’s no other little girl that I want to be mine, ok.”

His voice was gentle, concerned but not upset with you, his words reassuring you that he wasn’t mad or annoyed with you, that he wanted to stay and wanted you and always would

You nodded and buried your face into his chest, just wanting to be near him for awhile longer, your head pounding now from how hard you’d been crying

Henry talked to you for a bit longer, making sure you told him all that you were feeling, doing his best to just listen and let you have the space to express what was hurting before giving you the comfort and love you needed so desperately

And after your tears and sniffles had subsided, he made sure to give you some medicine for your headache and promised that today would be all about you and that he’d let you stick by him all day if you wanted

You both knew you were slipping very much into littlespace, a comfort for you when things were stressful and hard and Henry was more than delighted to take on caregiver duties today

He let you help him finish making breakfast, praising you for flipping the pancakes just right, sitting you in his lap and cutting up your pancake into smaller pieces before feeding them to you and laughing when some of the syrup got on your chin

“Can daddy have a bite too?”

“Mhm, we can share! They’re super yummy.”

The anxiety was still there, you both knew how this went and he could tell it upset you and that you did your best to ignore it and lean into what you knew was true but it didn’t stop you from needing reassurance and more of your tears dried throughout the day

“It’s ok to cry, little one. Sometimes you have to cry to get all the icky out, right? Mhm, and I’m not annoyed, just happy to be right here with you.”

Henry had a few work calls and things to do throughout the day but let you sit next to him and color and play with your stuffies in his office so that you didn’t feel left out!

And when it was your nap time he kept an arm around you, hushing you and soothing you to sleep, reassuring you that he would be right there when you wake up and he’d have your favorite juice box ready too

At dinner he let you help him get all the ingredients out so he could make your favorite dish which made you very happy and excited

He even allowed you to have two scoops of ice cream for dessert too!

And at bedtime he got you ready in your softest jammies and helped you brush your teeth and do your skincare routine before you snuggled into bed with him and you favorite stuffie, your body immediately gravitating towards his

“There we go, you’ve had a long day today, bunny and I’m very proud of you for getting through all those scary feelings today. I promise I’ll be right here when you wake up in the morning and guess what?”

“What, daddy?!!”

“I love you with all my heart and I never want to be without my favorite little girl.” 💖

Ok I’m soft, berry soft! I’m glad I wrote this out!

#daddy!henry cavill x little!reader #daddy!henry cavill x black little!reader #henry cavill x little!reader #henry cavill headcanons #henry cavill angst #henry cavill blurb

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versadies · 3 years

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Hello! I hope you're doing good and having a nice day <3 just wanted to send in a req

Im not completely sure if it'll get accepted bc its about death but i was thinking if it was okay to request for hcs of diluc/ningguang comforting their s/o after one of their close family member passed away? Its completely fine and understandable by me if you cant/wont do the req ^^

(Ps sorry if it seems a bit off, its my first time requesting and im trying not to sound as awkward as possible sjjssj)

diluc and ningguang comforting you when your family member dies (hc + scenario)

penpal: no worries about death being unacceptable in requests, it's completely okay. hope you're having a good day as well !!

pairing/s: diluc x gn!reader, ningguang x gn!reader (separate)

sypnosis: hc scenario of how diluc and ningguang would comfort their s/o after one of their close relatives passes away.

include/s: spoilers of diluc's backstory, mentions of death, death of family member, comfort hc, and possibly ooc

-> the moment diluc finds out that a close family member of yours died, he'll immediately be by your side and comfort you with everything he can.

-> he's willing to fix his schedule and makes sure he's there for you when you need him. he knows the feeling of losing a loved on– especially a family member so he basically relates to what you're feeling.

-> diluc fully respects what you wish. if you need space, he's ready to leave the room. if you need a shoulder to cry on, go for it, his shoulder is free for your tears. if you need cuddles, he's already spreading his arms wide for you. anything you need, he's already on it.

-> although he can put his work aside (for only a small amount of time), he still has to do his night patrols just to make you and mondstadt safe. he only goes out at night when you're either asleep or reassured him enough that it's okay for him to go out and protect the city.

-> if you want, diluc will even come with you to the funeral and give his condolences. you may think you're bothering him but he thinks otherwise. he doesn't mind putting his work on hiatus for now and just wants to make sure you're okay.

-> he's a great listener so if you're open enough to talk to him about your relative, he's ready to lend an ear and listen to every word you say. he'll sometime reassure you that you don't have to tell him more if you're not comfortable with it.

as diluc enters the bedroom in his sleeping attire, his eyes lands on your sleeping figure on your shared bed, sleeping peacefully in exhaustion from today's funeral. he regrets not being able to be by your side after dinner, but he's thankful that there weren't any abyss mages for the night, giving him a chance to sleep with you early tonight.

he immediately goes to the bed, sliding under the covers with you beside him still asleep.

"hnn... home already?" you spoke up, slowly waking up from your lover's movements around the bed.

he hums in response, wrapping his arms around you comfortingly. "go to sleep. you've been through a lot, you deserve some rest."

your mouth twitched up from his words, now turning around to face him. "thank you for everything you've done, diluc." you said, hugging him back with a small yawn escaping your mouth as you close your eyes.

diluc then kisses your forehead before closing his eyes, the two of you slowly falling to slumber in each other's arms. "anything for you, love. sleep well."

-> ningguang's a very busy woman but a caring one. when you told her about a family member of yours passing away, the first thing she'll do is say "my condolences."

-> unlike diluc, ningguang can't exactly just abandon her work, causing her to have full regrets for not being able to comfort you all the time. though, she does have a way of staying in touch with you.

-> she'll offer words of comfort and that your close relative is in a better place. it doesn't bother her that you're "ruining" her luxurious clothes from crying. to her, you matter more than luxury.

-> she'll immediately ask to purchase some foods and other items that can comfort you throughout your grieving along with a gift for your family as condolences to your family relative's passing (despite you and your family reassuring her that she didn't have to).

-> ningguang often checks up on you to see if you're hydrated, eating well, and so on. she doesn't want you to harm yourself, after all. however, if you ever wish to have some space or privacy for a while, she'll respect your wishes and do as you say, continuing to do her work as the tianquan.

-> she's very willing to come with you to your relative's funeral and be your shoulder to cry on. if you're busy talking to your other family members or greeting the new arrivals, she won't hesitate to converse with your parents or other family members, listening to their experiences with the passing relative inventively whilst glancing at your way to see if you need her presence.

"hey," ningguang turns around when she hears you calling out for her. "sorry that i was taking so long. i didn't realize that time was flying fast." you said with an apologetic look on your face.

your lover smiles in understanding. "it's nothing to apologize for, dearest. how are you feeling?"

you took a deep breath, eyeing on the coffin. "a bit overwhelmed, i suppose. i saw you talking to the others, how are they?"

she hums in response. "they're... polite to say the least. your relative is truly someone worth meeting with based on what your family told me."

you nodded in agreement, smiling sadly. "yeah.. if you two were to meet, i'm sure you would've get along with each other." you remarked.

"…may they be in a better place, y/n."

#KAJAKSJ hope you like this !! im not best at making fics related to comfort 🥲#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin headcanons #genshin ningguang #ningguang x reader #ningguang #diluc x you #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #diluc ragnvindr #genshin #genshin impact scenario #genshin impact headcanon #ningguang gi #genshin impact imagines #genshin imagines

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thewritingginger · 3 years

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;) Alphabet - Armin Arlert

More Armin content :D

Fandom: Attack on Titan Letters: A,R,L,E,T Warnings: 18+ NSFW below cut

Enjoy ~

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Kisses galore!

He be pepperng them all over your exposed body, almost in a way of saying ‘thank you’ to your body

He’ll get up if you need anything like; water or shirt to put on

He’ll grab you a warm washcloth to clean you up

After sex just expect to be pampered and loved by this babe

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Experimenting is always on the table

Being not too versed in the realm of sex Armin is open to trying new things, especially if you want to

But he wouldn’t do anything that could risk you or him getting hurt

Or even risk your reputation/work - like getting caught doing something and that maybe leading to issues in yours/his professional life

But risk as in trying something and figuring out its something neither of you find particularly enjoyable, yes.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Can never go wrong with the bedroom - it’s the most comfy and particle place to do it

But if you find Armin in a saucy mood he may find himself running his hand up your thigh under the table in the library or even a meeting

Or getting down in the forest during a break while patrolling together

Though roughly 8-9 times out of 10 it’ll be in your shared or separate living spaces

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Armin isn’t very experienced

The furthest he’s gone with a partner was was kissing and hand stuff

Did receive a blowjob by a fellow cadet one night when the scouts were camping

But sex wise? No.

He is a smart boy tho that's very observant so he can be a quick learner when it comes to making you feel good; finding your hot spots and gadging how far to go by your reactions and such

So when it comes to sex it’ll be a bit of a learning process for him at first, but not fruitless 😉

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

In a modern au he would

I think Armin would really enjoy it actually bc this sweet baby face boy can be a bit of a sadist when he wants to be tbh

Likes using a vibrator on you or him

Restraints and blindfolds are fun to him every once in a while

Also may like to use a collar with a big loop to grab onto from time to time as well

Overall toys are nice additions to him and is down to have them used on him too

Hope ya liked that! If you want more or have any ideas of what I could do, let me know.

Requests for my Kinktober are still open! Here are my Guidelines

p.s. Am I beginning to stan Armin through writing him?... could be...

💛 ~

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angelthebedsheet · 3 years

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If you’re ok with it, could you do Hawks, Todoroki, Shinsou, Bakugo and Kaminari with a black support engineer s/o with big curly hair and stretched ears? Maybe she wears gauges with their hero theme? Just some cute fluff!

a/n: oooooh bitch okayyyyy!! i like that! hawks my lil bird bitch ✋🏽🥺

your quirk! super brain.

what is it? you have the ability to memorize things easily, piece complex puzzles together, make great strategies. you essentially are a megamind. you are incredibly smart invention-wise. you are skilled in support hero work so you are one of the go to’s for hero modifications, suits and basic designs.

hero name? hakim: the tinker hero

why the name hakim? from what i searched up it has arabic and african significance and it’s one of the 99 names based on the attributes of Allah. the two famous bearers of this name were hakim ajmal khan, the india physician and hakim muhammad saeed, a pakistani medical researcher. if i got any of this wrong please message me so i can fix this! i want to stay as respectful as possible as i love to include names that hold a message!

i might have to split this into two parts bc this gets long!! i just assumed reader is fem presenting bc you can use feminine pronouns and not be a girl like me. also disclaimer i only take 4 characters at a time per request but i dont think at the time of this request i had finalized my requirements in my masterlist so IMMA LET IT SLIDE. sorry this is late as SHIT. lets get it!

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Hawks

okay we all know he’s a lil shit

and we all know how he be

you are working on your next commission piece in your studio when your window opens

you can only sigh

“what happened kei.”

“now birdie dont get mad now okay”

“what did you do.”

“i may have.... broke my visor and destroyed my jacket?”

how the fuck do you do that.

“what.”

“ahahah...”

boot to the face

when you two were first dating

which was back in hs

you helped him figure out how his hero costume would be along with how they would sit comfortably on his wings

i mean i love the idea of you roasting him while measuring him

“where’s your fuckin DRIP kei.”

“y/n PLEASE. i came here to get a new costume not get slandered”

“well you jus gon have to deal with it sugar, especially when you look like a mess.”

he had definitely bought you so many gauges that have little red feathers hanging from it

or simply his initials hanging from it to the point where you just wear one of his feathers around your neck

marking his territory and making sure you are safe

protective and trendy!

i hc that he has alot of bird like tendencies so you probably have to stop him from stealing the lil shiny things you have

your nuts and bolts allat

“keigo put my bolt down”

“but its so SHINY”

“NO.”

cue keigo’s WHINING

sometimes he just sits on his stool you put for him and play with your ears

like he’ll stare at them and ask you questions

“do they hurt?”

“kei im trying to focus”

“like they’re all stretched how long did they take?”

or he’ll bounce your curls

you’re just polishing a piece of hero gear

here comes kei silently sitting on his stool and gently grabbing a strand of your hair

pulling it down then you hear a quiet

“boing”

i hc that kei has adhd, has lil tic and has to fidget

(can you tell i self project onto majority of them)

(i mean hawks’ quirk must be IMMACULATE for fidgeting 😫👌🏽👌🏽)

(its dead his fault why i have a pretty bird tic)

and one day

“kei baby, here.” you said as you handed him a box. he cocked his head slightly as he looked at it. “what is this, dove?” he asked as he took the box. “well, i made you something to help with your fidgets.” you said as you rubbed the back of your neck. his wings puffed out as he smiled. he opened the box and gasped. you watched as his eyes brightened while he took out the keychain fidget toy. it has multiple sides to it. metal rings connected by two hoops, red, white and beige plastic bangs that were at the ends with two small red feathers at the chains. you watched as he bit his lips and tried not to cause a big reaction. “do you like it, pretty bird?” you asked. he nodded and pulled you into a hug. “thank you so much, baby.” he said into your shoulder. “and you can hook it onto your pants. cute, right?” you said as you gently rubbed his back. “yep, i’m cuddling the fuck outta you. lets go.” he said as he let you go and sweeped you up into his arms. you squealed with a giggle and wrapped your arms around his neck as he ran to the bedroom.

Todoroki Shouto

yall are in hs okay no time skips lmao

todoroki loves EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU

i mean he has so many sneaky pics of you working on your projects

oil on the cheek, gloves, goggles

straight up working in your zone

he will post on his story sometimes like

“look at my s/o”

“they’re working hard”

dry ass cute shit yk?

he carries scrunchies and glass cleaners 24/7

you take your projects on the go so he’ll just take out a scrunchie and neatly pull them curls back into a pineapple

my mans lowkey was struggling at first bc DAMN

CURLS BE FIGHTIN HIM

love the idea of todoroki watching youtube tutorials bc he’s TIRED of getting his ass BEAT by them

he kinda gets a lil grossed out when you take out your gauges and your earlobe kinda just dangles

like earrings in? cool asf

them out? my mans fold like a lawn chair. he looks away or makes a stink face

“are they in?”

“yes they’re in you lil baby. you can try attempted murder but you can’t look at stretched earlobes?”

“shut UP”

he does internally swoon when you put in gauges that match his hair colour

like you love him that much? okay i see

he’s amazed by how you work

sometimes he’ll just stand behind you like a lil sibling in the door way

“mom said it’s my turn on the xbox.”

(not at how me and todoroki are both the youngest siblings)

when you saw his first hero costume you busted out LAUGHING

that day you roasted todoroki to the point where he left

“janitor looking ass. my nigga where you goin? a space adventure? scary ass.”

“😐 are you done.”

“space jam headass, lookin like a g.i joe action figure. terminator lookin ass.”

“alright im leaving”

“no wait come back andjajdjsba”

i hc that todoroki has panic and anxiety attacks and things like that

so you made him a little sumn sumn for his anxiety

“candy, look here for a second?” you called out, making todoroki hum and look up from his notebook. “what happened?” he asked as he cocked his head slightly. “made you something.” you said as you handed him a small box. his eyes light up as he gently took the box. “really? are you sure?” he questioned. you only nodded with a smile as you placed your pencil behind your ear. you watched as he carefully opened the box. he pulled out a tan clicker toy and smiled confused. “what’s this, bub?” he questioned as he placed the box down. “a fidget toy i made for you that can help with your anxiety. it can help ground you when you feel overwhelmed? hopefully? oh! it also has a music box feature.” you said as you pointed at the back of the toy. he silently turned the toy around and you leaned over and pressed a button that played a music box version of a pearl by mitski. you watched as his shoulders loosened up at the sound of his favorite song. he placed the toy down while he tried to hold his smile back. he sighed and smiled widely. “thank you, i love it, bubba.” he said sweetly. “i’m glad you like it.” you whispered. “may i kiss you?” he asked. you simply nodded before he gently cupped your cheek and pressed a kiss to your lips. you pulled him into a hug.

#x black reader #x female reader #bnha x black!reader #bnha x poc!reader #todoroki shouto x reader #hawks x reader #shinsou x reader #kaminari x poc!reader #bnha x black reader #bnha x reader

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dreams-madeof-strawberrylemonade · 3 years

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Reunion

Request: HERE A/N: UPLOADING IT AGAIN BC I FORGOT TO TAG IT SORRY Soo it’s been what, one year, since I last posted a fic here? I’m kind of rusty ngl but nevertheless, it felt comforting to write something like this :) As usual, critiques and comments are welcome Word count: 1.7 K+ Warnings: none

To be added - or removed - from the taglist, please DM me or leave me an ask!

GIF credit goes to @edgeofgreta; the original post is HERE

You walked into the apartment and set the two groceries-filled shopping bags onto the laminated floor. You kicked off your shoes and carried the bags into the open kitchen, placing them on the counter. With boredom, you took out every single item and placed them in their designated spaces. With the same growing boredom, you made your way back into the living room and threw yourself on the navy-blue sofa with your head sinking in one of the biggest pillows.

You pick up your phone and look at the screen – specifically, at the lockscreen wallpaper, which was a photo of you and Jake. Josh had taken that photo on one of the getaways you made together. Jake had on a beige shirt with his top four buttons undone – in other words, only with his lower two buttons done – and his favorite black hat. He was standing up tall, a wide smile on his face, and you were leaning against him, with your head placed on his right shoulder. You smiled and unlocked your phone, then opened the messages app and texted Jake.

I miss you :( Why does tour have to last this long?

Underneath the blue message bubble appeared the notification that the message had been read, then three typing dots appeared on Jake’s end.

I miss you too, honey. I can’t wait to get home and see you.

You begin to type.

Can we facetime later?

The answer came shortly.

Sorry, but tonight we have a gig. Tomorrow, too… We’re having practice now. Josh has again too much energy and needs to drain it a little bit before going onstage. Got to go now :( Love you

You typed back a formal luck-wishing message and threw the phone on the coffee table in front of the sofa. You were bored out of your mind and in the mood to do nothing whatsoever. Jake had been gone for almost three months now. You understood that it was his job and those were the terms and conditions you agreed to when you started dating him, but you didn’t figure at the time that separation would feel like that. It was safe to say that from time to time you missed him so much it hurt you.

You curled into a fetal position and turned on the TV. Flicking through the channels, you stopped at MTV. Highway Tune just began to play. Your heart grew at the sight of the boys and especially at the sight of Jake. You were so proud of them for getting that far and the mere thought that there actually is a far longer way for them to go made your heart beat in exhilaration. As the last notes of the song echoed through the room, you closed your eyes, pleased that you had seen the band on TV again.

You woke up from the “nap” way too late – it was 1 AM when you opened your eyes – so you moved from the living room to the bedroom. You didn’t bother changing your clothes and you just got underneath the blankets covering the double bed. Before falling asleep again, you looked over at the empty space next to you and you caressed the sheets, wishing that Jake would be there.

The new morning brought along a new day, but unfortunately, the base routine was the same: breakfast, staying in bed for way longer than you should’ve, going outside for some more groceries, flipping through magazines, watching TV, texting – or at least trying to text – Jake. The difference was that today, you called in sick for work and decided to do something fun.

After calling multiple of your friends, asking if they were free to go shopping with you, you finally let yourself defeated and decided you’d visit some shops on your own.

While you were at the bookshop – the one you frequently visited with Jake – you found a puzzle which, put together, should create a 3D globe with multiple images from the Renaissance era. You figured that Jake would find that puzzle at least as intriguing as you did. I could start putting together a welcome-home gift for Jake, you grinned as the thought crossed your mind. You picked the puzzle box off the shelf and walked around the bookshop with it. You stopped in front of the vinyl-filled boxes and you began browsing through them. Jake had a ridiculously large vinyl collection, but you listened to it together so many times that you almost knew every record by heart.

After way too much time spent pondering which records to get, you finally settled for The Doors’ Morrison Hotel and T-Rex’s Electric Warrior. On your way to the register, you stopped by the wine-for-special-occasions section and picked up a bottle.

With your heart filled with excitement, you came back home and called out. “Jake, I’m –,” but you stopped as you remembered that he wasn’t actually home. You slowly let the paper bag containing the puzzle, the wine bottle and the two records on the ground as you locked the door. Before unpacking, you checked your phone. No notifications from Jake. You felt your heart lightly twitch. You couldn’t blame Jake: he was just busy and most likely tired.

You took out the new acquisitions and arranged them on the low coffee table and smiled at the thought of Jake coming in through the front door.

You were tired, so you quickly did your night routine and you got into bed. Once you were in bed though, you couldn’t fall asleep. You just kept tossing back and forth, unable to find a comfortable position. Unannouncedly and unexpectedly, tears welled up in your eyes as you laid there, alone, facing the empty space to your left. You didn’t fight the tears back; you were alone in the darkness, there was no one who could see you. You just missed Jake so much. You missed the smell of his cologne imprinted even in his pajamas. You missed his laughter that managed to make you laugh all the time and you missed those moments when you’d both begin to laugh hysterically and you’d laugh at Jake’s laugh and he’d laugh at yours, and you both laughed so much that you forgot what started it in the first place. You missed his random moments of dancing around the house and you missed his complaints mostly aimed at Josh. As the memories reeled in the back of your mind, your sobs got more frequent. Thinking of it, three months didn’t sound like such a long time, but in reality, time is tricky. Three months can easily feel like three hours and just as easy can feel like three years. For you, it felt like three decades. You mindlessly grabbed Jake’s pillow and hugged it tightly to your chest, wishing it would be Jake instead of just a pillow.

As a new day dawned, you shuffled in your sleep and hugged the pillow again. You didn’t want to wake up just yet.

“Wakey, wakey,” a voice said from somewhere behind you, almost through a dream.

“Five more minutes,” you groaned, unwilling to open your eyes. You paused then and held your breath.

“You’re gonna be late for work,” the voice spoke again and a warm finger traced your side.

You jumped almost instantly. “Jake!” you shouted and collapsed over him, your arms circling his shoulders. You buried your face in the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply – that faint smell of freshly squeezed lemons, mint and cigarettes. His arms circled your waist and you both fell onto the bed. “God, I missed you so much,” you whisper.

“I missed you too… I am so happy to be back home,” he said and hugged you tighter.

Time stood still for you. You were in your happy place and nothing could get you away from there. You pulled away and looked at Jake. You ran your index fingers on both sides of his face and then cupped his face in your hands. Jake didn’t break eye contact with you not even for a second. He softly leaned into your right hand and with his right hand, he took your free one and brought it up to his lips, leaving a kiss on it. “Come here,” he whispered and smiled at you, as his hand made its way up to your cheek, slowly guiding you in towards his lips. You closed your eyes and slightly tilted your head to the side, anticipation growing in your stomach. His lips on yours felt so soft, so satin-like and sweet. You couldn’t get enough of this feeling. As an instinctive gesture, you brought your hand up to Jake’s face and let your fingers roam over his soft skin until they mindlessly tangled into his hair. Jake chuckled in-between needier and needier kisses, “More to come later.” He softly pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. “Next time, you’ll quit your job and come with me on tour.”

“Definitely,” you giggle, already picturing it in your mind. City after city, state after state – and you’d be there to see it all. “Jakey,” you say and pout a little.

“Yes, I will cuddle with you,” he nodded his head before you even got the occasion to ask the question. You break out in laughter and fall into the bed which, now that Jake was home, was even more comfortable.

You snaked your arms around Jake’s torso and pulled yourself closer to him. Jake pulled the blanket over the two of you in one swift move and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. “I’m never letting you go,” you whisper and cuddle closer to his chest.

“Please never do,” he answered and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Did one of the boys tell you by any chance that we’re coming back early?”

“No, why?”

“Oh, that’s good. I wanted it to be a surprise,” he spoke lowly. “I saw you had some wine in the kitchen.”

You giggled. “It’s for us, for when you would come home.”

“I am home now,” Jake raised an eyebrow.

“I’m calling in sick again,” you announced and Jake’s laugh echoed through the room.

“That’s my girl.”

Tags: @myownparadise96, @satans-helper, @littlegeekwonder, @songbirdkisses, @angelstraightfr0mhell, @freeeshavacadoo, @safari-karrot, @mountainofthesunn, @bigthighsandstupidguys, @starshinekiszka

#greta van fleet #greta van fleet imagine #jake kiszka #jake kiszka imagine #josh kiszka #sam kiszka #danny wagner #gvf #gvf imagine #jake kiszka x reader #requested #my writing #fanfiction #greta van fleet fanfiction #gvf fic

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korissideblog · 3 years

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ohhh i hate posting angst so often but aughheshsj i just wanted to put this out before i started on the requests in my inbox <3

[themes of parental abandonment, if that's something you don't vibe with, you can meet us at the next post <3 ]

Doors slammed often in the Takao house, especially since a certain little boy finally got tall enough to use a doorknob. “Mama!” he chirped, the coat Guadelupe put over the handle doing very little to muffle the noise of the door slamming against the wall. “Mama mama mama!”

“Mijo…” Lupe mumbled, sitting up and holding her sheets close for warmth. “What did I say about being careful with the doors?” she asked rhetorically, smiling with exhaustion as the child scaled the side of her bed, his tiny fingers gripping the blankets for dear life as she clawed her way up.

“Sorry mama! I just wanted to know where daddy’s going!” he asked eagerly, quickly crawling across the bed.

“What? Daddy’s right-” Lupe turned to touch her partner’s side when… she found an absence. The sheets were still warm, so he likely wasn’t far. “Oh...um, Daddy’s probably just getting some more medicine for your arm.” she said, sure that he just wanted to beat the morning traffic. He probably didn’t wanna bother Lupe with it, seeing as she would probably struggle with going back to bed if he woke her… yeah. He would do that. He was considerate like that. Lupe was still lost in her thoughts till her daughter climbed into her lap, snuggling under Lupe as if shielding himself from rain.

“I… I’m sorry I made Minnie g-go away” the boy whispered, holding his bandaged arm as if the incident was in any way his fault. “You love Minnie”

“Oh, no no baby” Lupe cooed, wrapping her arms around the child and hugging him impossibly closer “you didn’t make Minnie go away, and I don’t want you to think that. Minnie is just a bit too rough to be playing with you.” she explained, wishing that she had put her foot down about giving Minnie up back when she was pregnant, or at least before her baby had any time to bond with the doberman pinscher. “But none of this is your fault. Minnie is very very happy with her new family. She has so much space to run and play- and I hear the Nakamuras are planning on getting a little puppy, so Minnie will have a new friend to play with!” Lupe said, desperately trying to wipe the pouty little frown off Aito’s precious little face. “And no matter how much I love Minnie, I will always love my little Aito more.”

Aito’s frown finally broke as she buried herself further into her mama’s arms. “I love you too mama.” he giggled in the way that could melt a heart of stone, and never fails to remind Lupe why she wanted a child so badly. To hell with the rest of the world, as long as she had her baby, she’d be happy.

“Now… you know the rules.” Lupe said, roughing up Aito’s curls as he groaned his complaints. “Oh it is much too early for little monsters to be running around like this, go on back to your room and I’ll wake you up when daddy gets home, ok?” she offered, Aito immediately perking up at the mention of her father, and quickly jumping off the bed.

As Aito touched the doorknob, she paused, looking back at her mother before climbing back onto the bed and giving her a kiss on the cheek, again scrambling off the bed and slamming the door behind him. Lupe shook her head fondly as she heard the slapping footsteps of her little demon running down the hall and back to his room.

Well… Lupe was already awake… might as well try.

Lupe reached for her phone on the nightstand, and selected her husband’s contact.

Unbeknownst to Lupe, Aito didn’t go back into her bedroom, instead opening and closing the door to give the illusion of it. She quietly stalked out of the hallway and into the living room, crawling up to the nook in the wall.

Lupe let the phone ring once… twice… three times… four…

Aito’s knees were thankful for a soft place to rest as Aito stared out the window, hands and face flush against the glass, as if she were trying to hold her own refection.

[“Hey, it’s Takao-”]

“Babe! Wh-

[“Sorry I couldn’t come to the phone right now.”]

Aito continued waiting silently, her wagging tail being the only part of her to move as she awaited her father’s big black car to peak over the hill’s crest, with a little bag of medicine for her arm and a little piece of chocolate for her smile.

[“Leave a message and I’ll try to get back to you”]

[the script for this was originally a comic script, so there may be some things that don't get through without a visual. so, Minnie is the name of the dog that bit Aito (from this post), and this takes place a day or two after the bite. idk if Aito's clocked this yet, but his father leaving was actually caused by the discovery of Aito inheriting his quirk. i don't think she's connected the dots just yet bc it took so long for her to figure out that he had a quirk (other than his mama's), that plus the fact that Aito doesn't even remember this event would make me think that Aito hasn't figured it all out just yet]

#Lupe calling Aito a monster as a term of affection bc she knows what it's like when you're called it as a derogatory term good morning #aito takao #bnha oc comeback #i need to do more fics with other ppl's characters #leave some prompt ideas in the comments/asks if you have one lol #Kori stories

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elliethesuperfruitlover · 3 years

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Dew Covered Rose

A/N: So we’re ignoring the fact that I haven’t written in like......two, three months. I honestly just haven’t felt like it, and my brain has been busy thinking about writing, or getting back to my daydreams, or thinking about Midnight. Comfort character tingz. But yeah, I’m bringing Topazi back (i also forgot when juneteenth was, I was supposed to do something for her then, I missed the day, but here I made up for it :) This is mild hurt/comfort, except my OC is tired, not hurt. Also this is probably time to mention that Topazi is a gardener, and goes to clients houses to plant things for them! Enjoy!

Tag List: @joz-stankovich, @misskittysmagicportal, @badsext, @super-unpredictable98, @the-freckled-luba, @magic-multicolored-miracle, @ghouls-buddy, @maerenee930, @frogs--are--bitches, @neuroticpuppy, @forenschik, @bisexualnathanyoung, @robert-sheehan, @firstpersonnarrator, @salvador-daley

Warnings: kinda unsafe driving bc sleep deprivation, brief mentions of nudity, swearing

Topazi had a bit of a tiring day. The house that she’d been working at had almost no shade. The customers were as nice as they could be.....but it seemed as though every tulip that she planted correctly, they would request it to be put in a different place. Even though there was an extremely limited amount of space that she had to work with. It was very frustrating to her, to be honest. However, she got the job done. It took hours of her digging things back up and wiping sweat off of her face to be happy with the result. She was sure to make sure that everything was as good as it could be before the left for home. Even the thought of having to get back in her car and do something other than cuddle up and or sleep was killing her.

It was late into the night, and the owl in the front yard stared at her as she pulled into the driveway, eyes barely open. She took multiple deep breaths and rubbed a calloused hand over her face before stepping out of the car, not even bothering to take her tools out of the trunk. She trudged her way into the house, carefully unlocking the door, as to not disturb Klaus, who should’ve been close to sleep, or in bed at that point. She tossed the keys into the bowl by the door, and hung her coat up, silently grimacing at the soreness already developing in her arms.

Not having the energy to call out to Klaus, she walked into the kitchen, finding one of the cats on top of the kitchen island, fast asleep. A small smile found its way onto her face as she gently pet it, smoothing down the fur on top of her face. She made her way over to the fridge, which she opened, very slowly, to find leftovers of spaghetti that Klaus had cooked for himself. She could never stand the noodles and sauce together, so she looked around for more things. Canned soup in the pantry....she’d have to heat it up, and she needed something instant. Juice wouldn’t be filling enough. She began to nod off, looking at the fridge once more, and she found a solution that she’d looked over. A sandwich.

“Thank fuck for bread.” she thought to herself as she grabbed the bologna, mayonnaise, and cheese slices from their respective spots before grabbing a knife and paper towel. By the time she put the bread back, her sleep levels had reached almost the maximum, and she began nodding off, head on the side of the fridge. She quickly came to her senses, and trotted back over to the island, joints creaking.

She sat down on one of the stools on the kitchen island. (”Klaus, I need the stools, if my legs don’t look like a pretzel, I’m not sitting correctly.”) As she took a bite of her sandwich (crust first), her brain decided to shut down temporarily, and she almost fell asleep eating. The suds episode of Spongebob Squarepants, however, prevented her from doing so. She slowly ate the sandwich, grateful for the purpose that it served. After she finished her first bite, however, she completely knocked out. The cat woke up, looking at her owner, before hopping off of the counter, and walking up the stairs.

Klaus had heard Topazi come home, but it’d been a while since he heard her open the fridge last, so he went to check on her. He avoided Minnie on the steps (as in Minnie Riperton, not the mouse) and walked into the kitchen, to find his lover fast asleep, small snores coming from her mouth. He smiled, almost letting a chuckle past his lips when he realized his task.

“She looks fucking wasted.” he thought, before gently shaking her awake, resulting in a groan of annoyance.

“Come on T, you gotta get to bed.” he whispered, rubbing her back. She leaned against his chest, and shook her head into it, too tired to utter a rebuttal.

Klaus chuckled lightly, and put Topazi’s used paper towel in the trash can, and her utensils in the sink, to be washed when he eventually came back down for his late night (and sometimes morning) snack. He gently picked her up, leaning down to press a small kiss to her forehead. He thought back simply how much he just loved her. He didn’t know how, as he said that “I can’t fall for someone completely. At least not again.” but he did. Although, it wasn’t completely all at once though.

Klaus made his way up the steps (once more avoiding Minnie), and into their shared bedroom where he gently laid Topazi down on the bed. He figured that she may want to be clean when she slept as well, but was somewhat confused how he was to go about the entire “my partner is half asleep and I’d hate to disrespect her boundaries”. So, he settled on simply getting rid of her outer clothes, and bra, then placing nightie over her form. It was one of the newer ones she’d bought. She would go on and on about how “there’s tiny flowers on this nightgown Klaus, I need to buy it”.....ah he loves Topazi with all of his heart.

He gently tucked his lover into bed, making sure that she’s close enough to her phone that she won’t be grouchy about having to move from her spot in order to reach it. Topazi stirred in her slumber, but only a bit, and Klaus went down to the kitchen for his meal, which was going to be a good old fashioned lover boy nutter butter. Klaus thought back to when he first met Topazi as he ate his sandwich. It had been right after he met his....other siblings...like other other siblings. She was quietly sitting in a coffee shop, where she had her knees to her chest, reading a book. She was deep in concentration, but when Klaus found nowhere to sit, he had no choice but to ask her. (or to leave the shop and drink his hot chocolate elsewhere, but nah)

“Um, can I sit here?” he asked, pointing to the seat. She nodded her head without looking up, making a small noise of affirmation at the back of her throat. Klaus sat in the booth across from her, his shoes making a squeaky noise on the tile below. He awkwardly crosses his legs, taking small sips of the drink.

“What are you reading?” he asked, eyebrows quirked upwards. She gently lifted her book, and it read “The Human Anatomy, Down to the Bone Cell” He hmmed in acknowledgement, and resorted to looking out of the window.

The drops of rain raced each other on the windowsill, determined for few seconds at a time, only to puddle together in the end. Klaus stared at a single corner outside, where nobody seemed to be walking over. It was the crack where the sidewalk met the much smaller border of the sidewalk. He watched the rainwater trickle into it, and he felt himself start to zone out. But that was alright...he needed time to think.

This, in turn, was perfect for Topazi to stop reading her book and stare at this stranger. New people aren’t really her thing, as they’re usually below her standard of who she liked keeping in her circle. She peered at the way his curls were somewhat tussled, like he’d been caught in a windstorm of some sort. (Although it’s been rainy all day, no wind whatsoever.), she thought to herself. His eyes were beautiful, but so tired, it seemed. Wonderful shade of green, she thought, too. She pondered the different shades of green that she could remember, which lead to her thinking of the floating diamond of Sims’ characters. (plumbob, she repeated, overenunciating the first syllable). She went back to the thought at hand, and looked at the hand clutching the cup of hot chocolate, still seeming to be warm to the touch, judging by the steam coming from the mouthpiece of the top.

His hand was veiny, somewhat red, (maybe because of the heat). His fingers looked very pale though, almost as if they’d recently been subjected to extreme cold, or flashes of it. (the rain, she thought) His chest was partially exposed due to the.....vest that he was wearing (maybe he’s some sort of performer, he does have a cowboy hat) She paid more attention to his face, also tired, and glanced at his lips, but only for a moment, as she didn’t need to get exceedingly horny in a public space over a complete stranger.....again. She softly gasped when he looked back at her, and she softly smiled, getting back to her book.

“Were you just staring at me?” Klaus asked, looking back at her.

“Yes.” she replied, eyes skimming over her paragraph on metacarpals. She had a fleeting thought to wiggle her hand in front of her face in order to properly label everything, but she could do that back at home.

“Why?” he asked, his tone giving off the fact that he wasn’t in fact upset, just curious.

“Eye contact isn’t my favorite thing, neither is small talk, especially if I’m preoccupied, so I sometimes stare at people in order to get a better understanding of them.” she explained, glancing at Klaus.

“Oh, well, don’t mind me then. I won’t bother you.” he said, looking at the table. Topazi put her book facedown on the table, apologizing.

“You’re fine! You didn’t try to talk to me, and you respected me when I didn’t reply with the name of my book, verbally at least. I like that.” she replied, deciding to look Klaus in the eye.

“Oh, thank you. Care to tell me why you’re reading about human cells?” he teased, a smirk coming to his lips. Topazi panicked for a moment, because she thought “fuck....he’s a charmer”

She did tell him about why she was reading about human cells. And why she kept scratching a portion of the book as she read. He even noticed how she bit her lip when she read, which lead him to think that she was actually reading some sort of cell erotica, only to remember what she had previously told him. They talked for hours, it seemed. For once, Topazi found someone that she could talk to and not get tired. Interests, parents, everything (maybe a bit too much). They eventually had to separate, but not after giving each other their numbers, and Klaus found a small feeling of joy in his chest as he walked out of the coffee shop. He walked back into the Hargreeves (uh.....Sparrow) mansion with a small smile on his face. His face hurt, not from too much sun, or biting his lips too much. From pure excitement and joy, he found. Bubbling out of him, steamrolling its way out into the open. His fists shook in glee, and he squealed, and he didn’t care. For once. He needed something good, and she was it. Beautiful Topazi. Wonderful Topazi. That’s the answer.

Klaus came back to his senses as he realized that some of the marshmallow fluff had leaked its way onto the counter where he scooped it up with a finger, tempted to put it into his mouth. A few moments of thinking gave him his decision. He imagined Topazi’s look of disgust when she caught him doing that once, and stuck his finger under the tap for a few moments, wiping the water off on his bare thigh. He finished his sandwich, and went back upstairs (once again avoiding Minnie). He snuggled next to his partner in bed, breathing in deeply. Yeah....she’d need a bit of a shower when she woke up, but that’s alright. That’s alright though. She would spend the rest of the day at home, to rest from being on her feet and knees for hours the previous day. And he’d tell her how important and beautiful she is, and think about how he’d almost went to the pizza shop across the street. But he didn’t. And he chose right, so right. With no regrets, for the first time he could think of in a while.

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#topazi marshall #topazi x klaus #klaus hargreeves x oc #tua fanfic

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mellahchan · 3 years

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Adler being uncomfortable with his glasses off Bc he feels vulnerable but then (whoever, Bell/reader) takes them off and they give him a pep talk 🥺

Ooooh this is so sweet I love this so much. Thank you for sending this!! I’m ngl I cried writing this hh this made me happy to write. Ilysm❤️

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It’d been a long day and Adler had stopped by the safehouse to pick things up before heading to the place he and y/n were staying. He was exhausted and she could tell. She was worried sick, but the last thing she wanted to do was bother him. Especially after the day they’d had.

They grabbed the things they’d needed, and placed them in the backseat. They shut the doors and the car fell silent. She sighed.

“Russ, what’s wrong?”

“Hm? Why do you ask?” He spoke quietly, focusing on the road ahead of him.

“I don’t know, you’ve just been awful quiet today. I’m worried.”

He sighed, keeping his eyes ahead. “Don’t worry about me. Please? I’m alright. You’ve got enough to worry about.”

She frowned and fumbled with her fingers, “I’m sorry.”

“Hey..” he looked over to her, “Don’t apologize. You’re alright.” Reaching his hand over to rub his thumb against the top of her hand. She stayed quiet the rest of the ride home, worried to say much else.

They’d finally arrived at their place, and she helped them unload their things they’d grabbed from the safehouse.

“I’m gonna make some food real quick, any suggestions?” She asked politely.

He shook his head, “I’ll eat in a little while. You can make whatever you’d like. I don’t mind.”

She tilted her head and sighed with a smile, “I’ll figure something out.” She stopped him before he walked into their room, “Hey.. I love you.”

He showed a smile for a few seconds, “I love you too, sweetheart.”

He walked into their room and she stood there for a few seconds, collecting her thoughts. She slowly began to their bedroom before looking around for him.

“Babe?” She spoke worriedly before he walked out of the bathroom, glasses in hand. He wiped his face and put them back on.

“Russell..” she sighed, “Somethings wrong. Look at me.”

He looked over to her before she slowly slid off his glasses. “Baby..you can’t just keep hiding your face like this. You know how much I love you. Everything about you.”

He chuckled, “This ugly mug? Hah. Kinda hard to believe sometimes.” He threw his shoes off and laid back against the headboard. Tears welled in her eyes before she placed his glasses on the nightstand. She threw off her jacket and shoes and sat beside him with her legs crossed.

“That’s not true. Nowhere near it. You know that. I try my best to remind you every day.” She fumbled her words, squeezing his hand. “Your scars. They don’t define you. They show what you’ve been through. What you’ve survived. Im proud of you.”

He looked over at her, she could see the pain in his eyes and she crumbled. A tear fell from her eye, “I love you so much.” Her bottom lip quivering as she looked him in the eyes.

“Everything about you. You’re perfect to me. Nothing will every change that. I’ll always do my best to make sure you’re comfortable here. With me. I wanna be your safe space..at least for a little while. As long as I can.”

He gripped her hand in return, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb. He didn’t really know what to say, so used to closing away his emotions. She knew that he always hesitated, but she understood.

“I don’t deserve you.” He mumbled, looking at her hand in his.

She scooted closer to him. They were both sitting in front of each other, legs crossed. She looked him in the eyes as she cupped his cheek in her hand, her thumb rubbing against his scar. He didn’t know how to react, but he sat there. He wouldn’t say it, but this was probably the most love he had felt in years.

“Of course you do. You deserve all good things that come your way. Wether you believe me or not. I’ll say it every day if I have to. Just to remind you.” Another tear rolled down her face.

He looked away as his eyes watered. “You’re important to me.” He spoke, the softest she’d ever heard his voice before.

“And you’re important to me. I’m not going anywhere, Russell. I promise.” She pulled him in to kiss his scar, a tear rolled down his face. “I love you so much. I’m here.”

“I love you too.” He spoke as he laid down, with her following close behind. She cuddled him close, his arms around her with her head on his chest.

“Don’t let me go.”

“Not a chance.”

They both fell asleep, calmly. He was broken. So was she. Things were gonna be okay, and she was going to make sure of it.

#fluff #adler x reader #Adler x bell #cod black ops cold war #Russell Adler #bell #crying #fuck #I loved this #!mine

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howdoyousleep3 · 3 years

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K, this is probably a difficult question to answer, but how do you write smut so well? I want to do something for the upcoming holidays and every time I write smut it just doesn’t feel right. I’m asking all my favorite writers about their process and I’d love your input.

Hi Lisa love. I’m super super late to answering this phenomenal question, and I hope you’re still interested in my answer, but it’s one I think I need to answer for myself right now. I’ve probably included too much information about my general process but if you’d like me to expand more on smut specifically I can do that for you. 💖

My process always starts with an idea I can’t move away from.

It’s one where thoughts naturally build and not one where I’m like, “hey that’s awesome” and then move away from. This tends to happen when I’m driving to and/or from work. If I think about it for more than a day I write it down in my journal so I don’t forget it. What tends to happen though is I think about one idea and only one idea for a long time. My brain doesn’t like to move past a good idea once it’s in my head so what I end up doing a lot of the time is running with an idea as soon as I come up with it. I stew on it for a few days, get a feel for it, think of more lines of dialogue, think of more plot.

These ideas tend to be focused around a line of dirty talk or a snapshot of a moment in my head and from there I build outward. How did my characters get to that point? What is the setting? Where do they go from there?

Now, lately there are stories I’ve been working on where I do outline them. I have a traveler’s journal that is full of Stucky nonsense and one of the journals is my secret fic I’ve been working to build for a long time now. The other journal is just ideas for other fics or thoughts. If it requires thought and connections I outline it but most of the time I don’t do that.

Once I feel like I’m bursting at the seams with this idea I just…start writing.

If there are parts of ideas that I don’t want to forget I write them down but other than that I am very much a person who writes from start to finish and only in one draft. I absolutely hate jumping around in a story. I did it with NASBB and it was a nightmare for me. I know a lot of people want to roll with certain energies they get and write certain parts but that doesn’t work well for me. I like the build as a writer. I enjoy feeling it right alongside characters, I like the build between them as well as for me reaching the part I’ve been thinking about writing for a while now.

It’s not as fun for me when I write the one part that I’m excited to write and then have to go back and figure out how they got there and write backwards and jump around. I enjoy the flow of writing from start to finish and most of the time I’ve thought about it in my head for a long enough time that I don’t have moments where I stutter and am like, “fuck what was supposed to happen here??”

Things I do when I’m actively writing:

I write in Word bc I hate Google Docs.

Music is huge for me. I tend to listen to Lo-fi Music when I’m writing because words distract me.

Sitting at a desk or in another space that is not my bedroom is best.

Sprints with other writers always help! That’s where you just write for a given amount of time and then share your word count with them once time is up. They’re fun and makes me feel less lonely when I’m writing, ha.

I put my mf phone away.

I stand up and take frequent breaks.

I work on one story at a time and one story only. If I bounce between stories I lose the energy and the focus I need. Too many WIPs has my brain moving in too many different directions and it is no good.

Ask friends for hype. Never be afraid to ask people to hype you up.

When I’m writing smut, I tend to imagine it in my head like a movie. I think the build I’ve let fester within myself for a while helps me get emotions across the way I want them to, more intensely. I think putting myself in others’ shoes tends to help in situations like this, imagining what characters are going through would feel like, inside and out. I think I focus less on the physical act of sexual situations and more on how it feels to people, if that makes sense?

Like, if I’m writing someone giving another person a handjob I focus on writing more how it physically feels rather than the action itself. I won’t focus as much on the grip or the stroke or what the person is doing with their hand but I will focus on how it feels for that person, let the reader figure out what the person’s hand feels like through what the one receiving is experiencing.

I’m not sure if that makes sense. Show don’t tell, I guess.

Something that helped me grow with smut is not being afraid to put things on paper. If you need to blush as you write it out, do it, because that shit is more than likely super hot, ha. Also, if I have a reaction or thought, or I think a character would, even for a millisecond, I include it.

For dialogue or dirty talk, I write it out exactly how it sounds in my head. Y’all are probably so fucking sick and tired of my bitten-off words or my smushed together words, but I write it out exactly as it sounds. Fuck correct sentence structure, fuck grammar—write it out how it sounds exactly.

Once I’m done writing, or when I’m close enough to the end, I share with a few people to get their input. I make sure and tell them what I’m warry about or what I want from them specifically, whether that be hype or grammar or a section. I’ll transfer my work over to a Google Doc and share it with them so they can comment and read through. I’ll also take this time to read it through and give her a good once-over as well. I am someone who, once it is given the green light by others, I want to post and share immediately.

I tend to have a massive burst of writing energy after I post a fic and start reading feedback but I’ve learned that I need to bask in the feedback of a fic before jumping right into another.

But jesus christ writing is hard and it sucks sometimes and I’m learning to be better at certain things. Sometimes the action of writing is so difficult, especially in a fandom that is saturated in that good good content. There are so many ideas floating around and sometimes it is so hard to see so many people just pumping out incredible content and to not feel negatively about yourself. This was something that took me a while to accept and to embrace, to shift my outlook on it and the energy it gives me.

I’ve learned I can’t force it. If I’m not feeling it, I’m not feeling it and I need to channel my energy elsewhere. Sometimes the words flow right out of my fingers and other times I stare at my computer screen for an hour and have barely put together 3 sentences.

This is something I’m really struggling with at the moment. I have a ton of ideas and open docs (that’s probably my issue) and I can’t write the way I tend to be able to. Here I am giving you advice I literally need to take myself. Sometimes it won’t happen, and we need to show ourselves grace, to be nice to ourselves.

I know you said you would be writing something for the holidays and that the holidays have passed, but I hope you were able to do so. Even if you weren’t, I hope you don’t feel super bad about it because the time will come where you’ll be so ready to write again. Maybe starts small. When things don’t come to me I go to my Inbox and see if I can answer a lil’ somethin’ somethin’. Doesn’t have to be this large grandiose idea.

Lub you with all my heart. Thank you for such a good question. 💖

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earthlyemily · 3 years

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I’m struggling so much financially and honestly just wanted to vent somewhere. I’ve always lived in poverty and I think in my whole life I’ve had maybe 2 years where I didn’t have to stress about money and not be able to buy groceries or pay rent or be put into collections for not being able to make payments etc and that was when I was in college. For at least the past 5 years I’ve been struggling but I never talk about it. I don’t even know where to start haha I don’t even know what it’s like to not stress financially and be in debt. I’ll just start with the first things that come to mind with what I’m owing maybe. So it’s Dec. 23 and rent was due yesterday because we moved into this small suite attached to someone’s house on Nov. 22. It’s $1200 which is so expensive, but also the average price for BC if not even cheaper for a one-bedroom with a yard, utilities included. and no first and last, no pet deposits, etc because this is just short them for 4 months until the end of March because i reached out and asked and they said yes.

After 1 month I already remember why we went into the trailer almost 2 years ago and it’s literally because we can’t afford any other lifestyle. I think that’s the difference between us and some people that live in trailers, vans, etc. like we lived in a mouse & mouse shit infested trailer for 6 months breathing in their feces and urine and having it all over all our belongings. i literally had to take my whole life to the dump and we officially have no food storage because they ruined it all. there were at least 50-60 mice because a few birth cycles happened in the ceiling. I could write a whole post about my experience of living with field mice, but now isn’t the time so for rent, i only had $600 yesterday so that’s what I gave them. thank goodness they were okay with me asking for a few more days to make the other half. but I don’t even know when that’s going to be :(

my etsy shop veganveins has been doing so bad lately for more than one reason, most of my orders are just postcards and stickers, and while I’m grateful for them, that $1-3 profit isn’t going to keep my business going. and it’s so hard for me to work lately. the wifi doesn’t work sometimes for hours and I always get distracted by shawn and the dogs working from home in a small space. I need to get better at my time management. I got up at 8:30 today which is actually early for me so I’m proud of myself. I’m chronically ill and I really need to go get a blood test and see what’s happening because I haven’t gotten one since being diagnosed with graves disease again 1.5 years ago. anyways. i switched to a print on demand method this year for veganveins for some shirts and sweaters because i couldn’t afford to keep ordering shirts in bulk, and it’s honestly been so, so expensive and i barely make any profit. I’m currently owing my t-shirt printer $999 on one invoice (it was originally $2196 so I’ve at least paid half of it) but that was 2 weeks ago and I still need to pay it. Mario, my t-shirt printer has been with me since I started veganveins and I’m so grateful he gives me extensions on paying the invoices. every other t-shirt printer I’ve ever asked has said no. in addition to the $999 there’s going to be another $2200 invoice I’ll be receiving this week for my last order. I think because of the holidays he’s going to give me some time to pay off that too, but the problem is when I have outstanding invoices he doesn’t print new orders for me. He’s closed now until Jan. 4 so I just need to somehow make that much before then.

btw I don’t have a credit card ($8500 all used on veganveins and it got put into collections last march) and I had a fully used $5000 line of credit but I got a debt consolidation loan for $16,000 1 month ago and my payment for that is $167 a month. it fully paid off and closed my credit card and line of credit + $3000 overdraft which is nice. but now I don’t have any extra money except for what comes in. my credit is only 640 which is really bad in canada so I won’t get approved for a new credit card or loan until I build that up, which is going to be a few months of regular payments. so for regular payments, the $167 for the loan is due on Dec. 27. Yesterday the trailer loan which is literally unliveable from what the mice did until we renovate it came out for $260, that’s how much I pay once a month for it on the 22nd. I didn’t have $260 in my account so it got rejected and I got charged a $48 NSF fee. omg if anyone is reading this long i’m shook. i’m genuinely just writing this for myself to process my feelings and in case anyone was curious about my financial situation here you go haha. maybe some of you can relate, maybe some can’t. anyways. so now I somehow have to get $260 in my account for that for when they try to take it out again in the next few days.

another payment that was supposed to come out yesterday but hasn’t, but I’m sure will come out today is our truck loan. they deferred it for 8 months because of covid which was so nice, but we started paying it again 2 months ago. for both those months I called and made my payment a later date and that helped, but there’s barely any service here so when I called 4 times yesterday to try and change the date the payment comes out, I was on hold for 20-30 mins then my phone would disconnect and hang up. so that’s $586 and it will come out today, I have $0.46 in my account right now so it will get rejected and I’ll get charged another $48 NSF fee. this is why being poor always costs more and the banks are always harsher on those who don’t have money. today I’ll try calling again to see if I can ask for it to come out on a different day like january 10 instead, so I can first have time to pay rent and the trailer and also our $190 truck insurance which got rejected from my account 3 days ago, which was another $48 NSF fee. oh and something else i’m so stressed about is CIBC is going to put me into collections on December 28 if I don’t pay $1000, $700 of which is purely their fees. I have a $300 overdraft which they said i have to cover by then and the $700 is literally their $48 fees added up over the past 3 months. I got a text from them today saying my account is over and it’s because an amnesty international $11 monthly donation came out and obvi there’s no money in there, so that’s another $48 they charged. they’ve already given me a month to pay it and don’t want to wait any longer :(

I owe everyone in my family money, my sister $1650, my mom $700 and my brother also lent me $700. none of my siblings have money either and my mom definitely doesn’t so I hate that i had to borrow that much, and it’s literally been months. thankfully they’re so patient but i can’t wait to not owe them that

omg and i can’t even think about the amount of money shawn’s grandma has lent us. she’s genuinely the only reason we haven’t been completely homeless. but it’s a lot. like i don’t even want to say the number on here. she let us use it from her line of credit over the years and we’ve been slowly paying her back, but she lets us go months at a time without making a payment which i honestly hate doing, but have no choice. i’ve felt a lot of shame and guilt about this, but I also know that she genuinely would rather help us than see us suffer.

so i’m gonna talk about a big reason I’m broke this month especially - saving a pig named buster. his rescue cost me $1850 out of pocket that I didn’t have. but otherwise he was going to be killed in 2 days, he was my baby and I loved him so I had to do it. I somehow made $1350 that went towards it but I’m still owing $500, which I just asked for an extension for today until the new year. i’m not really supposed to talk about it but everything I’ve ever posted here has stayed here, so that cost was literally just from me buying the pig off the farmer. myself along with everyone else ive talked to is disgusted that he charged that much, but he wasnt budging and if that’s what it was going to take, of course I’m going to do it. I wouldn’t think twice about doing it for my dogs and Buster was smarter and more affectionate than them. i love him and I’m so happy he was saved. a non-profit organization transported him to a sanctuary and it was my biggest wish come true and the happiest moment I’ve had all year. my eyes are literally tearing up haha i love him so much. i could write a whole post about his neglect but basically he hasn’t had fresh water in weeks, he was only being fed handfuls of mixed nuts, he was constantly dirty in a muddy enclosure with an electric fence that he was always getting shocked on. he never got true love or affection except for when I gave him it. i posted an instagram story about him and asked people to message me and that i needed help, 2 people donated $111 and $120 each, and 2 other people donated $15 and $12. Someone also e-transferred me $20. These 4 donations equaled almost $300 ($277) and I was so grateful for those people wanting to help me help buster. if anyone else wants to help me with the cost of his rescue i still do need help and would appreciate it so much. this feels really weird and vulnerable for me to do and i’m sorry if anyone is annoyed by this post, I just genuinely am struggling and figured if someone does have extra and wants to help, there isn’t harm in that. but i do feel guilty for asking because i know there are so many other people struggling out there that need even more help than i do :(

i haven’t talked about it publically but i guess I will now, this farmer that I bought buster off of is the owner of the organic vegetable farm i was living and working at this past spring and summer. we worked really hard all summer to be able to stay there and park for free in the winter, but this past fall he told us no one was allowed to stay at the farm anymore, including us, so we had to find a new place to bring our 14ft trailer in to live. so that was an unexpected bummer and if we had known we wouldn’t be allowed staying there anymore (despite doing the labour of $1200 a month for free harvesting organic kale, for an off-grid spot he told us was worth $350 a month to park) we wouldn’t have driven 8 hours with the trailer and we would have stayed in the snow in northern BC and sucked it up and lived on the land we got the opportunity to rent this fall. Donna, the woman who is renting the land to us has been the biggest blessing in my life this year. I love her so much. Basically, she’s letting us live on 170 acres for $600 a month. letting us do whatever we want on the land (building a cabin, setting up rainwater catchment systems, having a solar passive greenhouse and a huge garden) LIKE WHAT. we could even open a farm sanctuary if we had money, i wanted to so bad but obviously that dream didn’t even come close to being reality. opportunities like this literally don’t exist in canada, especially not in BC. i cant even process my gratitude, i cry everytime i think about it. when we go back in the spring it’s going to be the beginning of the rest of our life :) i want to rescue so many senior dogs. everything we’ve always wanted to do we’ll be able to do, assuming we have money haha. but i want to have an organic farm and grow veggies to donate to families in need, especially since we live on stolen indiginious land and I see how the goverment actively restricts their access to fresh healthy produce. but anyways by then it was too dangerous to drive 8 hours back hauling a trailer in the snow and it was just easier to stay in the okanagan until the spring. i know the farmer probably doesn’t realize this and he’s also probably struggling financially but not being able to stay at the farm for the winter months we worked for, and buying buster for that price is a big reason I’m in the financial stress I am now so I figured i’d talk about it.

anyways. i think this is long enough and i think anyone reading this gets the point, i’m drowning in debt, my small business is almost costing me more to run and i’m not making nearly enough profit to live, the past few months ive been living off grid (not by choice) and just focused literally on surviving and not freezing and getting water etc and not having service or internet has affected me negatively. there’s internet now in the suite I’m in, it works really good in the morning and not as well at night, like for example tumblr doesn’t work past 5 pm for me to post photos. but ive been in a bad sleep schedule since i got here that i need to change. im sick and i need to heal myself. tomorrow i’ll set my alarm for 7:30. hopefully i make some money today. i got a social media managing job and it will end up being $1000 a month once i do the 3+ hours a day of work which im already feeling like i barely have time for my own basic life tasks. but i can do this.

if anyone reading this wants to help me out a bit, my paypal email is [email protected] or http://www.paypal.com/paypalme/veganveins

and my e-transfer email is [email protected] i have auto deposit so you won’t have to ask a question :)

this is my first time in 7 years i’ve made a post like this or asked for help. i won’t do it again but figured i have nothing to lose. if you read up to here i love you a lot and thank you so much for being here <3

#personal #finances #broke #poor #vegan #small business owner #graves disease #saving animals #off grid #I wonder if anyone will even read this all #debt #life update lol #p

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