#for becoming a friend and spreading your kindness and love to others in our lil friend group

[ptergwen]

you know that one scene in ffh when people keep knocking on the door while fury is trying to speak to peter? could you maybe do something like that but instead it’s peter and stark reader wanting some alone time (you can make it smut or fluff idm!) also, i am so in love with your work it’s amazing :)❣️

knock before you enter

w/c: 1.3k

warnings: implied smut, dirty jokes, swearing

a/n: i went a lil overboard because i was having too much fun :,) and i kinda combined the two i hope that’s okay!

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you let out a breath of relief as peter finally presses his lips to yours. he grins at that, his hands continuing to roam your body while you kiss. it’s a needy kiss, one you’ve been waiting the whole day to share.

you’d thought europe of all places would give you the opportunity to explore each other more. you’re away from your overbearing father, you don’t have team responsibilities. there was one mishap with a water monster nearly destroying the city. you both managed to fight it off together. tony was right to make you bring your suit, and may encouraged her nephew to do the same. the stark’s and parker’s think alike.

most of the pestering you’ve faced this trip has come from your teachers and fellow classmates. whether it’s mr. dell assigning work or flash trying to film you two for a livestream, you and peter can’t get a moment alone. that’s about to change. you’re in peter’s hotel room after a fun yet highly supervised day in venice.

most kids are getting ready for bed, at mr. harrington’s request. he’s adamant on everyone having a good night sleep before the walking tour you’re taking tomorrow. you and peter plan to do everything but sleep, however.

“you taste like toothpaste,” peter mumbles against your mouth, arms winding around your back. “is that a good or bad thing?” you giggle and tug at his undone curls. that elicits a high pitched whine from him. “depends on who you ask. me personally, i think it’s sexy.” he’s laying over you on his bed, your fingers tangling in his locks. “open up, then,” you practically purr. peter happily obliges and resumes his kissing.

right when his tongue glides over your lower lip, there’s a knock on the wall.

“i thought you said ned wouldn’t be back…” your words trail off when peter starts to kiss down your neck. “for a while,” you add, softer. “he won’t. last time i checked, he was with betty,” peter replies and effortlessly finds your sweet spot. he nudges it with his nose, making a smile spread across your face. “ok, keep going,” you pull on the roots of his hair gently. peter pecks at your lips. “gotcha, baby.”

he’s kissing his way back to your sweet spot when there’s more knocking, this time much louder. with quirked eyebrows, peter detaches his lips from your skin. “um… hello?” he hesitantly answers. “finally. i was ready to come kick down your door, you idiot,” mj speaks through the thin wall. you squeeze your eyes shut in annoyance, not saying anything. “what do you want, mj? it’s late,” peter sighs back.

“so what? i know you’re not sleeping,” mj insists, leaning against the wall. “i can hear everything. hey, y/n.” peter’s face tints a light shade of pink. you make wide eyes up at him. “hi, i guess. you good over there?” her lips form a line. “i was until the horrendous sounds of parker clapping your cheeks disturbed my reading.” peter grips at your waist with a pout.

“what? we weren’t- i- i didn’t-“ “spare me the details,” mj sharply cuts in, opening whatever mystery novel she recently bought. “i don’t care what you do, as long as you do it quietly. deal?” seeing as peter is too flustered to speak, you take over again. “yeah, sorry. we’ll tone it down. goodnight, em.” “ciao,” she says before returning to her book.

peter shakes his head, fully burying his face in your neck. “that was embarrassing. she’s so…” “nosy,” you finish for him. your fingers brush back some hair that flopped over his forehead. “at least she’s not telling on us or whatever.” he puffs air out of his cheeks, placing a kiss under your chin. “true. you wanna pick up where we left off?” “ugh, yes,” you instantly groan.

your lips are colliding with peter’s again, just like that. it isn’t for too long. his hands settle on your stomach and under your shorts, then you hear someone banging on the door. they talk before either you or peter can tell them to fuck off.

“y/n, is that you?” brad questions, your face twisting in confusion. “uh, yeah. how’d you know?” peter bites the inside of his cheek while brad converses. “i stopped by your room. betty said you might be here… with him.” the him in question is peter, who chuckles bitterly. “what’s up, buddy? we’re kind of in the middle of something. i’m sure you knew that, too.”

“i didn’t, but thanks for sharing,” brad sarcastically responds. “y/n said she’d give me her notes on one of the da vinci exhibits.” peter cocks his head to the side. “she did?” he wonders, looking over at you. “you did?” “it was either that or help him myself,” you explain and drag your fingers along the back of his neck soothingly. “the kid doesn’t leave me alone.”

peter nods, wrapping a protective arm around your middle. “she’ll give you them tomorrow, brad. isn’t it past your bedtime?” “point taken,” brad scoffs and heads back to his room. you draw peter in closer to you. “thanks, pete. hopefully, that’ll be our last guest for the night.” he kisses both your cheeks with a grin. “where were we, mio amore?”

“ooh, i love it when you speak italian,” you giggle, peter cupping your face in his hands.“grazie, bellissima.” he winks and earns a puzzled face from you. “bellissima?” “that means beautiful.” instead of responding with words, you use your mouth to move on his. peter happily kisses back and lets your tongues intertwine. things quickly heat up, peter slipping your shorts down your legs and you lifting his pajama shirt.

you’re both only half undressed and running off broken up kisses, but so desperate. you part your legs for peter, his fingers hooking in the waistband of your panties. “think you can keep your oath of silence?” he teases and nips at your covered collarbone. “the real question is, can you?” you challenge. peter doesn’t get the chance to answer because the door suddenly flies open.

there stands ned, his mouth agape at the sight of a shirtless peter undressing you. you’re the first to notice. you see over peter’s shoulder and gasp. concern covers his features. “what is it, baby? do you want-“ “ned!” you whisper yell. his concern becomes shock. “you want ned?” “no, peter! he’s right there!” teeth sinking into your lip, you point behind him. peter looks and surely enough, there’s his best friend rendered speechless in the doorway.

“dude, what the hell are you doing here?” peter squeaks, you grabbing your shorts from next to you. he turns around to shield you while you put them back on. “aren’t you supposed to be with betty?” “we, um, finished,” ned gulps in response. “finished what- oh.” peter scratches the back of his neck as it hits him. “yuck, ned. a gentleman never tells.” “says you! this is my room too, you know,” he defends himself, you moving out from behind peter.

“and betty’s room is also mine. consider us even,” you hand peter his t-shirt with a satisfied smirk. he murmurs a thank you and throws it back on. ned uncomfortably shifts from foot to foot in the doorway. “that’s fair… are you leaving now?” “i should before mr. harrington makes his rounds,” you reluctantly decide. “i liked it better when people actually knocked,” peter says under his breath, standing to give you a goodnight hug.

“it’s not even this bad at home. i’ll take my dad and friday spying on us over a walk of shame any day,” you exhale as peter pulls you into his chest. hugging back by his torso, you give him an innocent kiss on the cheek. his lips brush your forehead. “maybe we’ll have better luck tomorrow. should we try again, same time?” a familiar and irritated voice yells through the wall. mj.

“please god, no!”

#peter parker #peter parker fluff #peter parker smut #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #peter parker fic #peter parker fanfiction #tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland smut #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #marvel

[m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s]

Hello my lovely goonies! :D

I haven’t posted in awhile, my apologies, though the life I live seems to keep me swept up in so many things, so- perhaps a fic once in awhile, until things calm :)

I had a discussion with Lil, @a-lil-perspective awhile back, and yes- it’s the famous pairing of Crosshair and Strawberries you have seen me frequently talk about, send asks about, Lil answer, other people hop on the trend- etc.

Lil, my dear, you are someone I am extremely lucky to know and call a friend, and for your kindness that you have always shown me, this fic is dedicated to you :)

To Lil, and all my lovely goonies-

Enjoy! ❤️🍓🥰

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Crosshair x GN!Reader Drabble: It was a peace unknown to him. There was nothing that could hurt him here, the red not from wounds, but from life within the sweetness itself. He was not a soldier here. Not with you. Instead he was a lover.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Extremely fluffy, a few talks of war/the battlefield, but other than that, nothing but pure bliss :’)

Word Count: 934 words, 4,995 characters

*Disclaimer: I do not own anything relating to the Star Wars universe, nor do I own anything relating to the Clone Wars universe. I do not own any characters, places, or things unless they are of my own creation.*

GiF is by: @butteryplanet

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Lips as sweet as the fruit we baked into our pies and put in our jams. A life to be lived with the sweetest fruit and love I’ve ever known. ~Moons

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] In The Strawberry Patch [

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It was a soft quiet. Birds that chirped in a musical key unknown to him, flowers with petals that brushed against each other, insects that made little noises as they settled for the evening. Grasses that flowed with the next shoot, a sun that let that cloud of peace overcome him.

A soft quiet in which you were present.

You had told him that it was a good afternoon to go for a stroll. A simple wicker basket in your arms, a tender hand waiting for him.

A melody made by wind brushing through tall grass and wildflowers that didn’t grow through the cracks of sidewalks. Little splashes of icy violets, olive greens, cream petals, & powdery pinks that wafted softly as he had walked by.

It soon became less grass, a leafy look to the surrounding green taking place.

“My garden,” You said softly.

Different vegetables and fruits grew a new life into the soil they bore, plants extended out to the setting sun, another day of life ended calmly.

Calm. Peace. Something that was becoming more familiar to him as he spent more time with you.

Now, a shade provided by the flourishing tree you had guided him to sit under. A phthalo green canopy above you as you spread out a soft blanket to rest on.

A gaze towards the horizon that seemed so close and far at the same time, little murmurs from your lips as you pulled things out of the basket. Hazy apricot blending into a yellow almost like the daffodils that grew among your garden, stretching into a soft rose and wisteria hue.

It lulled him into a dream-like state that filled his battle-scarred heart with sweet domestic visions of you and him. Mornings of sleepy eyes, with late dinners of warm conversation. Cold nights spent snuggled into soft arms, warm days with hands held and quiet laughter.

Dreams that now he could grasp within his reach.

“I have a surprise for you.”

The horizon now in the corner of his eye, gaze upon you. Loving eyes and that infectious smile that made his own heart jump within the marrow it was encased in.

He cocked his head, still enraptured by your eyes as your hands lifted a container from the basket.

“I brought us some strawberries.”

A pop from the lid, revealing the fruit you were so excited to show him.

He had only had a few once, almost to the end of their lifespan when he had taken them. The beauty ripped away with claws that wrapped around his throat again and again in the redness of battle.

Now claws had turned into fingers that traced his tattoo in the most feathery way, a whispered confession in his ear.

The horrors were forgotten, left to float like messenger bottles on a sea he no longer swam in. Instead, a land that held his worn body, healing him until a flower had come along to show him how to grow.

A sweetness he now cherished, one that he saw in his very eyes within the moment.

A darling red colored the fruit you had held up to him, shape delicate, a few tiny leaves sprouting from the top of the berry.

“Here. Take one.”

He hesitated, unsure, perhaps rotten with the horrors again.

Lips curling, reassurance.

“They’re sweet. Go on.”

Pads of fingers that gently connected, the fruit transferred to his hand as he held it within his palm. Expectant eyes as he raised it to his mouth.

A burst of flavor, divine and sweet in ways he hadn’t experienced before. Wondrous and beautiful in all the right ways.

Like you.

Your book sat open to the leaves above, spine cracked with a soft creak. A fluttering of pages, soft crinkling noises to follow.

Words flipped and twirled on the pages, dancing to a soft beat in the wind if you listened close enough.

They spoke for him.

“So?”

He was supposed to be cold and heartless, with no soul, and feel nothing good but the suffering and torment he emerged from every mission.

Instead it was warm. Tender and domestic in the way he took your chin, with lips pressed to yours, a hint of the sweet berry taste on your lips as he came back to gaze at you.

“What did you do that for?”

Curious and gentle, mouth held in that smile he hoped to see on those sunny mornings and cool nights.

“I wanted you to taste it.”

Bashful and true, just as in the way you had shown him everyday since he had taken your heart and tied it to his fragile mind.

A scarred heart that needed tender care from your never ending compassion.

You had shown him his scars were beauty in themselves. The flower had shown him that nature had its ways in turning the imperfect into something lovely.

Nature bore the ripe fruits in which you had in your container. It bore the sweetness and loving nature your heart held as you handed him another berry.

You had brought him here.

Maybe it was fate, his yearning for your love that allowed him to sit in peace with you. The book read by the wind, the horizon a constant in his eyes, along with you.

It was in your garden that he truly realized he loved you. More than he had before this moment, later to feel after.

Perhaps these strawberries were as sweet as the ador that seeped into his lips as he captured yours again after all.

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#to you my dear lil #i hope you enjoy this #and all my goonies :) #this was so soft to write #i took my time with this one :) #moony writes #tbb crosshair #clone trooper crosshair x reader #bad batch crosshair x reader #clone wars crosshair #bad batch crosshair #bad batch #star wars

[jiminrings]

hellooo can i request a drabble of uni!au art major tae and biochem major yn? also part one of the would you series is AMAZINGGG seriously i cant wait to read more!! <3

rich kid kim

pairing: taehyung x y/n

wordcount: 5k

glimpse: tae’s cold and probably needs a friend more than he needs a model, y/n feels this nEED to take care of him, a term of enderment then a dash of emotional constipation and a sprinkle of jealousy :D

notes: thank you for the request babes!! writing this made my heart melt and aND!!! thank you omg i’m glad you like would you :((

if you squint or if you’ve read insufferable, this is most probably taehyung and his y/n!!!

taehyung is personally more than willing to pay himself out of this project

oKAY LISTEN

he’s not the proudest knowing that he comes from a rich family and he’s the only kid and he’s never really struggled for much

everything was just given to him without any hesitations whatsoever

and yeah he admits that he can nEVER admit that his pampered and luxurious lifestyle since birth has shaped him to be this way and it’s hard to unlearn these types of things

things were too easy for him and thAt’s what made it hard

tae is the farthest thing from an outcast..,.,.,.,

.,.,. but that’s him in his usual rich boi bubble of elites wherever he goes because he’s surrounded by people like him

hoseok and jimin have got to be his closest friends but of course they pursued business degrees and everyone must’ve probably saw that coming

nobody, however, expected the kim taehyung to pursue a degree based rootly on passion and even major in it

yeah that’s right what are yOU looking at???

he’s an art student and yeah he’s taking this seriously ://

do yOU have a problem with that?? do you?? no what did you say?? step the fuck up ky-

spoiler alert: people do have a problem with that

taehyung could tell that his parents did a complete 180 when they learned through jimin’s noisy-ass mouth (not even through their own son) that he’s gonna be getting an art degree

his dad’s the one who’s most especially disappointed at him because well he’s the only child and uhhhh.,.,.,, so who’s gonna inherit the company now.,.,,,

tae normally feels selfish and this time, he felt like he was being rational rather than being selfish!! this is what he passionately wants!! pls god can i be selfish oNE more time

eventually his parents had no choice because as their son explained,, having an art degree won’t keep him away from the family business at all and he could even expand it!! he doesn’t need a degree!!! 

lmao he’s been putting the money he gets on the stock market ever since he was ten years old

and they had to accept it eventually because this is what HE wants and if this is the only thing that he wants... then might as well help him through it, right??

now this is another dilemma

taehyung’s applied at a regular university in which everyone’s blended together and no one really cares about who’s who

it’s not exclusive to people like him.

he submitted his requirements and his portfolios by himself!!

and he got accepted!!

he’s nOT SURE if it’s purely because of his skills and himself and not his parents’ money nor influence

whatever it is, he doesn’t want to know because if it ends up being the answer he doesn’t want?? lol he’d crawl into a hole and mope for a week and would be doomed to wear three-piece suits for the rest of his life 

so anyways

yeah..,, this is one of the handful of times that taehyung is completely willing to pay himself out 

this project was supposed to be easy enough as what the professor said but uH he’d like to passive-aggressively decline pls and thank you

their final project was to make a portrait

right?? easy!!

a portrait of sOMEONE IN CAMPUS,,, regardless if you know them or not

(( well of course you’d get to know them by the end because yea they’re required to show proof that they indeed met and the model did agree to be painted ))

and by the end of the project, it’s either they keep it to themselves or give it to the model!!

that should be easy, right??

...

....

...... pls say right

oh my god tae should probably drop out now so he doesn’t get to do this

rich people don’t necessarily have to be educated, right???? maybe he’ll just settle into being a himbo 

he learned about the meaning of the word through urban dictionary that he tHEN only learned about like six months ago and now he gets so many things

taehyung’s not intimidated by the workload of it all -- in fact, he’s even excited about it because it helps him relax!!

what he’s intimidated about is the fact that he’s kim taehyung and there are only two possible options

either his model would be someone who knows him and would be taking every possible step to ensure that they climb the social ladder through him and they’re not even gonna be dISCREET about it

OR

his model wouldn’t completely care about who he is and in the process belittles him upfront and tbh his hart wouldn’t be able to take that and he’s probably wipe his tears away with dollar bills

there is almost no in-between, that one he’s sure of

so why are you like this?

why are you neither of the two and why are you sO kind and go against his expectations????

do you have an ulterior motive or something????

you who’s a biochem major and is actually another building away from his own

you who’s made the initiative that you become hIS model

you who actually oFFERED and almost begged to be a part of a project that would only be for tae’s benefit

... aha

that’s about -5 points from being a cool laid-back nonchalant gal

+10 for looking like someone who’s had a massively obsessive crush on him since day one and looking like you’d lay his life for him

no but lmao actually you just learned about taehyung in a magazine

you were bored at the dentist’s and scrolled through every possible outlet in your phone and it didn’t satiate you anymore!!! so how about reading a good ol’ magazine :D

then came taehyung

it was a whole issue dedicated to him and you were probably too dedicated into reading it that this time it was you telling the dentist to wait lol

that’s as far as you knew about him

and then you learned just some weeks ago that taehyung happens to study where you also study at and that was.,., inch resting

you never really saw him before around campus because it was too big and well maybe if you put in the effort, you’d actually find him

maybe you had a tiny lil admiration for kim taehyung just from one whole issue alone you read at the dentist’s or whatever

you’ve only known about this final project situation through changbin!!!

changbin, your neighbor at the apartment next to you, who’d crash over whenever his wifi feels the tiniest bit slow

yes you did spend a little more money to upgrade your internet situation (most times it’s the router who makes all the difference) because you were so tIRED of having things slow in the middle of researching for your projects in biochem)

no you will nOT have that <3

and of course changbin’s not having your that shitty wifi either so he pushed you to get that in the first place so he can use it too lmao

he’s told you just a couple of days ago about his final project and that maybe, just maybe, he’d make it into a move for this girl that he likes

nothing’s more romantic than pleading for someone to paint ur face right

and your grade and the decision to whether you’re gonna pass or flunk and graduate or retake are relying on you mostly

and in changbin’s case it’s also hIS heart on the line so yeah no pressure at all luv

“i kinda feel bad for rich kid kim, y’know?”

“what about taehyung???”

“eW do you have a crush on him??”

“addressing someone by their name equals to a crush??????”

your banters never stop because you’re as quick-witted as him and he both loves and hates it

he loves that omg someone can keep up with him and that way he gets challenged to always have the last say!!

he hates that oh god why is he friends with someone who reminds him of himself so much how is hE gonna deal with that??

sometimes he’ll purposely argue with you to fEEL something lmao

but there’s just something here that tells him you’re a little more interested now in this flow of conversation ever since rich kid kim was mentioned

“hm, nothing. i’m pretty sure he doesn’t have a model yet.”

he dodges you in the kitchen to look for peanut butter in your cupboard and oddly... you’re not berating him for decreasing your groceries....?

what does changbin mean by that? whAt model?? model as in taehyung doesn’t have the newest model of whatever car he wants? or maybe he has a model girlfriend and-

hold on wait wHAT

taehyung has a-

“m-model?”

he looks at you weirdly but you don’t even bat an eye when he gets ahold of your marshmallow spread so that he could make another one of his s’mores sandwiches

“uhhhh model as in he doesn’t have someone to paint for our project??”

is that what you wanted to hear or,.,

you and changbin share one (1) brain cell and it SHOWS

the two of you have to open your mouths, then close, then ponder, and then do that aGAIN until the both of you could finally grasp if you were in the same page

“oh cool!! i’ll be his model then!”

“yeah but did he ask”

“it’s gonna be easy!! i’ll just tag along with you to your building”

“yeah but did he aSK”

“we’re probably gonna hit it off instantly and then you’ll have to leech off from someone else for their wifi and food and every other necessity that you already have-”

“yeah but dID HE ASK????”

long-story short: no. taehyung most certainly did not ask you to be his model.

but here you are

saying that you came a long way is a bit of a stretch because taehyung mostly turns his head the other way around when you call out to him in public

progress is still progress :D

you’re eating lunch with him at the same table and this time you’re sat beside him!! when normally he’d just walk home to his apartment (lol that’s not allowed but you won’t be surprised to know that he has a free pass) and eat!!!

before that, taehyung would gLARE at you until you stop asking to sit with him in his table

yea he gets a bit lonely at time because jimin and hobi aren’t with him and hE’S the outcast but he won’t do anything about it,, just scroll through his phone while he eats and tune everyone out

you figured that maybe it’s changbin always linked with you in lunch because your schedules just matched up thAt perfectly like it does with tae’s

hee-hee so you might have elbowed him until he begrudgingly agreed to be tolerable, keep atleast four feet of distance from you, and not call tae rich kid kim

spoiler alert: taehyung doesn’t really care about whatever you do because doing those changes with changbin did nOT work at all

however

H O W E V E R

taehyung doesn’t know at all how you’ve wormed your way into his heart!!

what seem to be cold to you is his warmest he’s ever been in such a new environment and outside of his usual comfort bubbles!!!

it’s like you occasionally stealing the food from his plate when you have the same thing is the equivalent of h*lding h*nds with him

you putting your leg over his before he pushes it after five seconds mUST be the equivalent to marriage

wait he’s lying

taehyung does know how you’ve wormed your way to his heart

“hi! i’m y/n! :D”

ok u are a little bit sweaty and out of breath from doing all that fast-paced walking for the past ten minutes

your new shoes that you still need to break into further aren’t helping your situation in the slightest bit

honestly? this is all changbin’s fault <3

he unknowingly gave you the sign that you were looking for

if he says yeah five times with five minutes?? okay yeah you’re definitely looking for kim taehyung and offering yourself to become his model

you don’t wanna sound weird but you feel sorry for him and you wanna help him :((

he’s not helping you tho because he has long legs underneath those trousers and it looked like he wouldn’t budge at all not unless you jogged and stopped right in front of him

“hi! i’m y/n!! :D”

“...”

“.....”

tae’s a bit... perplexed

because who’s THIS entity and why are you standing in front of him

...

....

“bye y/n.”

:]

he wants to exit from this situation because oh my god??

why r u like this

he didn’t ASK for your name!!

and he doesn’t even know you and giving him your name honestly won’t do anything and he doesn’t get what’s your motive and-

“oh c’mon!! you didn’t even shake my hand :((”

he feels even more lost as he tries to wrap his head around that uh.....

you uh.... you wanted a handshake??

.....

tae doesn’t even hide his annoyance because it’s clear as day!!!

he’s blatantly tilting his head at you rudely with a blank stare omg take the hint pLEASE

realizing it now you mAY have came on too strong to taehyung that looks confused as ever

“hi, i’m y/n.”

changbin’s by one of the lockers taking pics of you beaming at taehyung and him scowling down to show you later how dumb you look and how you shouldn’t do this at all

okay LISTEN

his personality trait is to immediately assume the worst out of every scenario possible and that way when something slightly less worse happens? that’s a win babie ;D

he became ur friend in the first place because you heard him yelling since he’s at the door right next to yours and you could hEAR him throwing things around as he cusses his laptop

yeah he cusses his laptop what about it??

if you close your eyes hard enough, you could hear him throw his router against the wall (you later learned that he was so close to finishing his digitalization but then his laptop decided to die) before punching the air

(( the friendship started when you knocked vERY gently and offered him to borrow your laptop even if you aren’t done with all your homework ))

((( changbin thought at first that u were such an organized and too-friendly social butterfly who’s a kiss-ass to everyone but now he thinks ur the coolest person ever and he treasures you more than life itself )))

although, taehyung’s a lot more vicious and closed-off and critical than changbin

he narrows his gaze at you as you introduce yourself for the second time before merely clicking his tongue

“ok cool”

is that uhm

is that IT good sir

“you’re not,” you’re dancing around your words and being careful to not let a pout grace your lips at the sheer lack of enthusiasm, “gonna introduce yourself to me??”

you got a reaction alright

taehyung sCOFFS and that’s the loudest he’s ever been with you in the span of two minutes

“you followed me for ten minutes just to tell me your name. kinda seems like you already know mine if you do that, no?”

this is why you took up biochem instead of law

how do the lawyers not break down???

why does phoenix wright make it seem SO easy?? especially when he’s spoken to in a confrontal tone???

oh god taehyung broke you already

not to be rude but uh what do you wANT

can you get it over already??

“o-oh! uhm i was wondering if i could uHm,” you sound ridiculous now that you think about it and this is perhaps one of the only times you feel embarrassed, “volunteer to be your model for your project?”

hmm

was that a wrong answer,,,

sHOULD YOU HAVE SAID THAT??

“are you in my class?”

taehyung asks and he’s finally said a sentence to you!!! omg

you’re quite shocked so he had to click his tongue to get you to answer 

“no, actually!! i’m a biochem major and-...”

that’s all it takes before he hums and nods his head

and for some reason taehyung looks at you like you’re pREY

“are you a stalker?”

okay wait holy fuck wHAT

you know what

you took a sip from changbin’s coffee half an hour ago but why are you only choking on it nOW

you’re positively sputtering and now ur pressured bc tae thinks you’re a stalker!!! a damn stalker!!

“looked at you long enough. i don’t need a sketch artist and i could just-”

no no no pls no

this meeting is going downhill very quickly 

“oh my god taehyung i’m nOT a stalker okay!!!”

that shuts him up because your voice is so firm and okAY then how do u explain this stalker smh ://

throughout the whole time you’re talking about changbin being an art major and also your neighbor and everything in between, tae has such a neutral expression that you feel so intimidated

“-and that’s what!! i’m not taking advantage of you or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking i guess? i swear!!”

he listened and well if he’s being honest,,, okay yea you did make sense and he does know changbin

“okay then. i’ll think about it.”

“are you gonna give me your number???”

it’s either you’re so forward or he’s just not used to being caught off-guard

WHICH FUCKING ONE

“what for?”

it’s been so long ever since someone asked taehyung for his number

usually in galas and any other socialite gatherings you could think of, everyone’s number would just be in your phone automatically and you won’t even rEMEMBER how it got there in the first place

better yet, it’s been so long since he went back to his usual routine lifestyle of being himself 

his last gala was two weeks ago and tae had to keep looking at his phone to study pdfs and whatever clear pictures he can get of his reviewers back at home because he had a test tomorrow morning

“so you could text me where we’re gonna meet so you could paint me, silly!!”

:D

okay wOAH there

“i didn’t even say that you’d be my model????”

“lol but you were thinking it huh”

that’s it

taehyung has nO choice but to paint you if he wants to finish this project and graduate and have something of a thicker paper to flaunt

it came as a shock to him that hE took your offer and he could only imagine its effect on you

not to brag but tae didn’t even have to sweat for a little because it’s yOU who came to him with this offer!! not him!!

tae lives in the classiest apartment here in uni and everyone probably knows that

much to his insistence that he doesn’t want anyone from uni going outside his apartment, he had to take an L and invite you over

he wouldn’t risk doing his work in any place else because he doesn’t want anyone thinking and getting the wrong idea!!

speaking of, he’s regretting it now because you seem to be too happy being in his space

you’re pointing around and being awed at every possible thing!!! 

what??? is this ur first time seeing a rattan hanging chair :// or a massive couch?? or a canvas painting of something so beautiful?? all of that in what’s supposed to be a student’s one apartment??? christ y/n get yourself together

“so what do you want me to do?? where do i sit oR do i stand instead?? i’m gonna need you to know that-...”

“nothing.” taehyung deadpans before he gets his camera so he could get digital shots as well if ever he needs an extra touch when it comes to his final product

the gears in your head are going bRRR and you’re gonna have to ask him to elaborate but taehyung already sets the pace

“nothing. just be your rEALLY annoying self and pretend i’m not here.”

normally you don’t take his words to heart but this one just hits a little close to home bc it’s early in the morning and taehyung already finds you intolerable

“by pretend, do you mean-...”

“up to you. are you more annoying around me or no?”

how did he read your MIND

tae got the thoughts in your head word per word and you’re so amazed at that because fUcK you originally thought that he’s good at bluffing his way up

click!

it’s you smiling at him

no you’re beaming at him

and you’re in front of his morning-lit curtains and you’re against the light

the portrait itself is already visually appealing and satisfying and man the shadows!!! the value!!!! they’re so raw and dreamy and this is exactly his style!!!

it was just a one-take wonder as soon as he took a picture of you!!! and he may have you to hold that position if he needs the push!! he just needs to translate it to canvas with his own language and emotions and then he’s dONE!!

you’re a pain in the ass

you laugh and you move too much

taehyung had you to to revisit that pose and hold it and you wouldn’t stop giggling bc you were too proud that you did THAT!

you also ask too many things that even hE doesn’t have the answers to

how is he supposed to know if red string lovers exist when you went into a spiel just because you saw a red tube of paint???? and why is he saying his opinions on such trivial things when he has his final project to take care of???

and how is he supposed to know why YOU’RE here hanging out with him instead of finishing your own final project

jk maybe it’s the L word but you’re gonna subdue that as much as possible since taehyung looks like he’d leave you by yourself with any chance that he gets

and you even call him terms of endearment!!! nicknames!! pet names!! names that you’d call someone who’s familiar to you and you probably l*ve!!!

angel

that’s what you call him :))

“why do you call me that?”

“because you look like one”

“and how would yOU know what angels look like??”

“because if they were to exist then you’d probably look like one!!”

“but-”

“ok that’s one minute no more questions taehyung <3″

tae just provides you with all the conviction you need to take care of him without even knowing

not in a maternal type of instinct type of way, but rather in a sPECIAL someone type of way

you find yourself caring for him mOre than you ever could for any regular friend you have!!

you just throw a whole loaf of bread to changbin and call it a day

but for tae??? you go above and beyond!!

“did it ever hit you that rich kid kim never really introduced himself to you?”

oh right....

changbin points out one day and you could see where he was getting at

for some reason he always knew what was in your mind at any given time and sometimes it’s to your disadvantage

you seem to be growing on taehyung though!!

he tolerates you better now!!

sometimes he’ll find you loveable even

he likes having someone around and you’re the perfect contender

if he decides to not talk too much, then you fill up the white noise!!

if he wants you to shut up?? then yOU shut up but of course not without babbling for a little

he’s opened up but with some reservations

some reservations that you don’t mind but it’s normal that you feel sometimes left out, y’know??

because it’s been a good month since you and taehyung properly interacted but he still resents you as much if you think about it

“hey angel!!”

“what is it-...”

taehyung looks up from his meal that he’s been poking at his fork because this has to be the fourth time you call out to him

so he turns to look at you and-

oh

uhm

there seems to be a misunderstanding

you weren’t calling HIM

you were calling out to some other guy that iSN’T him

that’s seungmin!!! omg you haven’t seen him in so long and he just happened to pass by your lunch table!!!

apparently he has something to talk to you about which is why you’re standing up and leaving tae all alone on the table

seungmin’s smile is adorable as always and he gets you in a pretty good mood!!

oh god

dear gOD

what is taehyung feeling in his chEST???

tae’s grip on his fork is starting to get pRETTY tight

and if he’s aware enough, his right eye’s twitching and he’s practically scoffing under his breath

why tf would you call him that

WHO is angel and why is it nOT him anymore????

what he’s feeling is just unexplainable and it tastes something like betrayal

“who’s he?”

he quizzes you as soon as you get back to your table and you don’t waver one bit because you know he’s been asking questions recently

“oh that’s just seungmin!! we were childhood friends then he just transferred here awhile-...”

there’s a bitter taste on his tongue and it shows up in his face and you’re not even paying attention to him!!

“really? thought i was him for a second.”

ok now that got you to stop eating

????

why is he acting weird

taehyung looks even more irked because you look sO oblivious right now

“do you call everyone angel?”

o-oh where is this going

“uhm-”

you’re not even finished and to be honest you’re quite lost and taehyung sCOFFS you to the next century

“‘course you do.”

taehyung angrily finishes his meal and you leave it at that because ok maybe he had a bad day?? and he’s just taking it out on you??

and well tae DOESN’T want you to leave it at that

he wants you to ASK him why he’s mad!!! he’s passive-aggressive and it’s getting unhealthy but he’d rather choke than have him spill whatever he’s feeling

the next few days, taehyung avoids you like his LIFE depended on it

you’re not really bothered by it because he has his days, but this one’s just getting out of control

“are you giving me a time-out or something??”

lmao what did u do now

you nudge him when you see him by changbin’s apartment to borrow an easel even though he’s already got it by his apartment

yeah he’s mad at you and he’s petty but maybe he wants to see you again

tae’s giving you silent treatment and you don’t even question him for it

you don’t bother!!

you’re letting him do whatever he wants as always and he dOESN’T like it anymore!!!

he feels like he’s gonna combust at any given time and you don’t give a shit and he feels like yOU should give a shit because you always do!!

you always hover and worry around him but wHY does he feel like you’re not doing it anymore??

why does he yEARN FOR YOU???

it’s quite an an early night for you

you love biochem but sometimes it kicks your ass and it makes you retch at the mention of all-nighters nowadays!! bc they used to be fun but now doing them because you nEED to?? no thx

you’re already in your pajamas and you’re all washed up!! what could changbin need from you at 9 in the evening??

there’s an urgent knocking on your door and you resist the need to groan because you were about to really knock yourself out!! you need to get back all the rest you’ve wasted over your own final project

is that-

“taehyung?”

the man in question is in his huge yellow hoodie that swallows him up every time and he looks positively spent

his hair’s shaggy and his eyes are glazed and there’s a pink tint to his cheeks :((

he’s holding a baby hydroflask in his hands and you’re pretty sure that’s alcohol in there lol

“don’t call me taehyung!!”

he immediately snaps and you’re lost as aLWAYS

did he really just walk all the way to your complex to snAp at you??

“i’m not taehyung,” he frowns deeply and that’s when you’re a bit more mesmerized, “i’m angel.”

is this what you think it is??

your no.1 deflection move is to laugH and you’re doing that rn

something about this whole situation tickles you funny and you’re not sure what to feel about it

“i like your bottle!! i should get one for myself!!”

he could see right through you though

he ignores your stOOpid statements and goes to hold your hands :((

“no, no. i’m your angel. i-i’m your taehyung, right??”

listen

taehyung is the most confusing being you know and he’s so emotionally constipated that he outperforms changbin but this one,,,

this just feels so different

he’s hugging you

he’s embracing you

he’s burrowing his face to your neck and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t ever imagine what this would feel like :(((

he positively 100% might be in love with you

and you positively 100% might be in love with him too

he’s fishing for your hand by your side to put in between your bodies as he shakes it and that’s because he doesn’t wanna let go of the hug 

:((((

you’re melting and this what heaven must feel like :((((

“h-hi. name’s kim taehyung and i’m yours.”

#I SPENT A LOT OF TIME ON THIS PLS LEAVE FEEDBACK PLS AND THANK YOU :D #taehyung #kim taehyung #taehyung imagine #taehyung imagines #taehyung x reader #taehyung x y/n #taehyung drabble #taehyung drabbles #taehyung au #taehyung oneshot #bts taehyung #bts imagine #taehyung fic rec #taehyung fic recs #bts fic recs #kim taehyung imagine #requested drabbles

[duckugou]

roommate ch 2

Denki x female reader

cw: none honestly

lil cliche, aged up

heres part 1

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(Y/N POV)

Denki and I have officially become best friends- we even send stupid memes and videos to each other at all hours. Time zones are weird but the way he keeps me up at night makes me think I'll be fine.

"I cant believe you wouldn't let me hide in a suitcase and join," Kendra folded her arms trying to joke to lighten the mood.

"You'd be the worst carry-on ever," I laughed.

"I would bring snacks and wouldn't bother anyone," She laughed back.

"I'm gonna miss you so much, Kenny," I hugged her, fighting tears.

"I'm gonna miss you, too, stupid. We have to work out a facetime schedule," we pulled away but she held my hands. "And if Denki ends up flirting with you in person too, you have to tell me!"

"Oh shut up!" I dropped her hands, fixing my hair, attempting to distract from my blush. "I cant have a crush on my ROOMMATE."

"Too bad you already do then," she folds her arms.

The overhead speaker announces that its last call for boarding my flight, and we both started crying.

"I love you so much, call me when you land," Kendra says, squeezing me again.

"I will, I love you so much don't be stupid without me," I squeezed back.

We disconnected and I waved one last time before giving the attendant my ticket.

-post flight-

I got my luggage and made my way to the correct gate to meet Denki at. The nervousness settled in my stomach and I wanted to hurl.

What if he hates me? What if this was a joke? A prank? What if he doesn't show? What if I'm stranded here? I don't have money for a ticket back. God, what would I do if-

My thoughts were interrupted.

"Y/n?!"

I turned around and met eyes with Denki.

Its not fake. Oh my god. This is happening. Should I be more or less anxious-

"Hi!" He yelled, taking my luggage from me, setting it next to us, and hugging me.

"Its so fucking nice to see you in person!" He said with happiness lacing his words.

"You too! Youre real! Thank god!" I laughed, pulling away.

"My thoughts exactly," he laughed. "Lets go get ya settled in!" He took some of my bags towards the exit and I joined.

"Once youre settled we can tour the town, oh! You can meet Sero and Kirishima and- OH MY GOSH you HAVE to try this ice cream shop in- I'm talking too much aren't I?" He stopped himself. But before I could assure him he wasn't, he started again, making me giggle.

"We gotta take an Uber, that's ok, right?"

"Yeah of course!"

--post uber ride--

"Here we are, our humble abode!" Denki exclaimed, standing in front of the building with his arms spread open, making me laugh.

Once we got all my stuff in my new room, I decided to lay on the floor in the middle of the bed-less space, to which Denki laughed and joined me.

"Denki?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't have a bed."

"Oh fuck you aren't wrong."

"I can get one tomorrow and sleep on the couch tonight."

"HA! Funny. We at least need an air mattress. For me of course," he turned on his side, facing me. "You-" he poked my nose lightly, making me go cross eyed "- can sleep in my bed."

"No nononono I am NOT taking your bed, Denki!" I exclaimed, turning to him.

"Yes you are! Once you lay on it one time, you gonna realize its the comfiest bed ever and you'll wanna be in it all the time. Now- I need an air mattress."

I would be lying if I said that him talking about me in his bed didn’t make my heart flutter. But that doesn’t stop me from arguing.

"NO!"

"YES"

"NO"

"Y E S"

"What are you doing?"

"Calling Kirishima, he lives a few floors up, he has an air mattress."

"Oh, for me, how kind!" I hopped up to get pajamas out of a suitcase.

"Hey Kiri! Yeah can I snag ya air bed for tonight? Yeah we forgot about her not having a bed. Yeah I'm sleeping on it-"

"NO HE ISNT!" I yelled in the general direction of the phone.

"Yes I AM. Ok ill be up soon. Thankssss." He hung up, a smug grin on his face.

"Asshole."

"Uzai would be a better way to put it here, babes.” He smirked.

"Whatever, I'm changing," I said, walking towards my bedroom door, smiling.

"Don't change I like you just the way you are!" Kaminari yelled as I walked into the bathroom, knowing I just meant changing my clothes.

"Ill be a whole new person when I'm done in here!" I yelled back, shutting the door and laughing.

(Denki POV)

I laughed at her last comment, really happy with picking her to move in with me.

I stand up and glance around at all the baggage. I could help her and unpack a few things, but I don't want to be nosy or invade her privacy.

There was one suitcase open, though.

Must be the one she got pajamas out of.

A glance wouldn't hurt.

I looked back to the door and heard the sink running, indicating shes washing her face, most likely.

I walk over to it and kneel on the floor to get a better look. JUST looking at the surface. Swear it.

Ok that was a lie.

But theres something shiny!

I lift up the shiny object and see that its a charm bracelet.

One charm is the first letter of her name. Then a heart. Then a tennis ball. Then a rose. Then a rabbit. Then a book. Then a Fruits Basket charm. Then a camera. Huh. Must be things she hold close to her.

Putting the bracelet back, I almost turn away from the suitcase, but see a card.

Its pink with hearts on it.

"Y/n! We're gonna miss you loads! Call often, stay safe, and never forget where you came from. Stay bright and charm everyone. Youll do amazing."

Then there was children's scribbling, calling her auntie, and saying miss u.

It was signed by so many people. She really is loved, huh.

I scored big time on such a good friend.

A smile on my face, I heard the sink shut off, and put the card back, scrambling back to my spot on the floor, getting on my phone totally relaxed and natural and not looking panicked AT ALL.

Ok I looked suspicious but she didn't say anything when she walked in.

"I'm a changed woman."

"As long as you're still funny, I can deal."

"What if I became a serial killer?"

"Are you still funny?"

"Well yes."

"Fine by me!"

We both laughed and I notice how adorable she looked in a big t-shirt and pajama shorts. Picturing how she would look in my t-shirt, I wanna scoop her up and take her-

"I'm starving!" she interrupted my thoughts, nudging my arm.

"Want to order pizza?"

"Hell yes!"

I'm never gonna get over her accent.

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should i continue this? ahhhh i totally could but only if yall like it

#denki x y/n #denki fic #denki x reader #denki fanfic #mha fanfic #mha imagine #mha fic #fanfic #denki #kaminari x y/n

[anothertimdrakestan]

Damijon Christmas Present!

FOR THE DAMIJON SECRET SANTA I HAD... @nymph-patt

dear nymph:

hi love! i haven’t written in a fat minute and i’m a little rusty so bear with me hehehe. i hope you have a wonderful holiday season! all my love -elle!

I’ve got a fluff christmas fic and a lil headcanon for ya! 

Merry Stress-mas

“You can’t plan Christmas like a battle strategy Dami,” Jon groaned as Damian wheeled a whiteboard into their living room. “Actually, I’ve found it to be quite similar. Pay attention Kent, I know sticking to the plan has never been your strong suit.” Damian’s foot was tapping like crazy, Jon noted his clear anxiousness- needless to say Damian wasn’t the holiday type. Makes it a million times harder when it’s your first Christmas together as a couple. 

*super-couple. 

Jon gasped as Damian flipped the whiteboard like a school teacher, revealing meticulously drawn out plans mapped in expo-marker. “We start with my family, we stay until Jason is ten shots in, after that Christmas always becomes a nightmare so we head out. With your super speed it’ll be only an 14 minutes 37 second trip to your family where we stay for the majority of the night. At the end you rush us back to Gotham to console Dick after Bat-Christmas fails as always. Our emergency word is tyrannosaurus should anything go wrong at the drop we flee. Any questions?” Damian was flying through the plans, pointing at bulleted lists and analyzing possible flaws. 

Jon took a deep breath, a smile creeping over his face. “I didn’t think you’d care so much about our first Christmas together with our families, it’s kind of sweet.” Lazily he reached for Damian, clinging to his back while Dami shook his head, mumbling as he edited the board. “Not really our first Christmas Kent and I definitely do not care about family tt,” Jon didn’t reply, he just smiled into the crook of Damian’s neck.

“Our suits bring down our aerodynamic potential so I’ve taken the liberty of adjusting our arrival time to 15 minutes 43 seconds. Does that sound accurate?” Jon hummed in response as he straightened Damian’s tie, it was already perfect but he’d take any excuse to get closer to Dami. “Ready my love?” Jon glanced at Damian who was checking his watch. “Yes.” Damian responded, absent mindedly clasping Jon’s hand as they made their way to the mansion. 

“DAMI’S HERE!” Steph’s screech announced. She was hanging off the banister as she stole popcorn pieces from the massive tree. “Wonderful- Miss Brown I must ask you don’t eat the decorations tonight, have some festivity,” Alfred shook his head as he made his way to Jon. “Magnificent of you to join us Master Kent, I assume you will also be heading to your family’s festivities as well?” Jon opened his mouth but Damian answered first. “Yes Pennyworth, we plan on just saying for hors devours,” his curt reply brought a knowing smile to Alfred’s lips. “Always planned with you Master Damian,” his accent was playful making Jon chuckle. 

Dick descended the stairs, Damian groaned at his bright green and red striped suit, Jon couldn’t help but laugh either. “Hellllooo super boyfriends! Are-You-Readyyyy-For-Tonight!” Dick practically skipped towards the two, pulling them into a tight hug before Damian could slip away. “We won’t be long Grayson we must attend the Kent family Christmas too,” Damian nodded curtly, shifting closer to Jon who got the message and moved forward into the living room. 

“Actually, where are all the bat-siblings? And where did Steph run off to?” Jon noticed no one was around but Alfred who was preparing something delicious in the kitchen. Dick began chuckling, a devilish smile spreading across his face. “Oh, everyone is down in the batcave. C’mon.” Damian looked taken-aback but Jon was never to shocked by batfamily-antics. 

The two followed Dick to the secret door. “Now, we heard from a little super birdy [Dick winked at Jon who was now openly grinning] that you were a little nervous about having to deal with two Christmas’ this year, so we felt it’d be easier for everyone if we just-” Dick popped open the door to a winter wonderland of a batcave. A large table was put out, filled with their family members. “Merry Christmas!” A chorus of laughter broke out as Damian’s jaw dropped. 

At the table were the batfam, Kents, and even a couple speedsters littered around. All were laughing and smiling at one another. It was the biggest family gathering Jon has seen ever. “No need for crazy plans my love, just enjoy tonight with everyone,” Jon whispered to Damian as he scanned the room. “I- How did you- Thank you,” Damian settled on the last words of praise for the wonderful man who made every single day better. “No need for thanks, I’d get you the world if you wanted it, but for now let’s have a very Merry Christmas!” Jon took off towards his family and Damian would help but feel the corners of his lips betray him with a smile. Heart full he made his way down to his family.

“JASON DO NOT FLIRT WITH KARA SHE’S OFF LIMITS!”

“WALLY DID YOU EAT ALL THE COOKIES ALREADY?”

“BRUCE, CLARK, STOP FIGHTING OVER WHO GOT THE OTHER THE BETTER GIFT. YOU’RE BOTH RICH!”

very merry indeed. 

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Okay so I haven’t absorbed much batfam content at all for weeks so hopefully my spin on the HC is still cute : )

I don’t think Jon gets enough credit for how observant he is. 

Too often Jon is forgotten, the second super boy, the sidekick, the boyfriend, the man who left everyone for space. 

It’s true, technically. But Jon is so keen at reading those around him, especially the un-readable Damian Wayne that I would argue it’s a super skill in of itself.

He gets it from his mother you know, Superman was always a little dense, but, though no one believes it, he always had Lois to help him out. Too often the quieter, smarter, more analytical side gets forgotten and that’s no different with Jon. His friends don’t see the way he checks up on them, taking in their facial expressions and reading them to know the right thing to say at the right time to help them out. They don’t realize he spent whole days memorizing their heart beats and their breaths to know if they’re ever in peril. And they don’t see the way he looks at them so fondly, beyond grateful they’re in his life.

Lois sees it.

She saw it when Jon met Damian. 

A young boy mesmerized by the wittiness and strength in the human boy. The greatest irony, the Superboy more human than the murder weapon now called “Robin”. But the two hit it off almost instantly- though Damian may not agree to that last bit. 

Lois knew Jon adored Damian, every deep red was “Robin Red” every Wayne Ent. building they walked past brought up stories of his adventures with the youngest Wayne, every Justice League trip meant begging for his dad to send him to Gotham for the weekend while he was out. He was young, but Lois knew a pair of soulmates when she saw them. 

There were these nights when they were teens. Jon would burst out of bed and rush to his mother. He never needed to say anything. There was this look in his eyes, Damian needs me. “Go” she’d always whisper, pressing a quick kiss to his forehead thinking back to when Clark would do the same for her. 

She remembers the frantic December weeks Jon spent toiling on Damian’s Christmas gift. “What do I give a trillionaire who has the world?” Jon would whine and mope around the house for any semblance of inspiration. 

Your heart Jon, all he wants is your love. Lois always thought to herself, she was quite aware of the two boy’s growing infatuation with each other, her husband was always slower in the “feelings” department and if he was slow she imagined Bruce was a damn sloth. So, she let the boys feel safe in her presence. Damian slowly spent more time at her home when Clark was out, she grew to have a sort of friendship with Damian. He’d comment on whatever news article she recently wrote, endure a three second reply and be on his way. She was always astounded at how up to date he was on all her pieces. 

Lois was always proud of the love Jon showed Damian. She’d be the first to tell Bruce he needed to hug his damn kids, but there was a special kind of caring Jon held only for Damian. A love woven only for the two of them. Like an invisible string linking them no matter where in the universe the other was at, there was a friendship, a kindness, a passion, a love.

Overtime, Jon’s analysis of Damian led him to his own feelings. And over an even longer period of time Damian discovered his own. Jon never stopped caring, he never stopped worrying, and he never stopped loving. 

Those, are the parts of Superman that Damian, and the world, need most. 

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Merry Christmas! <3

#damijon #jondami #shoutout whelm for putting this together u rock #damian wayne #jon kent #damian wayne x jon #damian x jon #damian wayne x jon kent #batfam #batfam christmas #batboys #batboys christmas #lois lane #superboy #superboy headcanon #damijon headcanon #jon kent headcanon

[miiamour]

mia’s 300 mutual appreciation <3

hey hey shawties! 300? THREE MUTHAFUCKING HUNDRED? aint no way! i’m so beyond grateful for you all, and to think— i’ve only had this blog for less than 3 months! but besides that, this app and blog has become my safe space to talk & thank you all for listening to my bullshit. i’m especially grateful for my mutuals, who have made it so much more fun than anticipated & that’s why i’m doing this, to show all of my mutuals how much i love you all <3

♥︎ @myloveforluna LILS UGH, ANGEL FACE! i wanted to start with you first because you were the first mutual to properly reach out to me and i’m so happy that you did. you’re so funny and cool and perfect ugh, you do not have a single flaw besides the fact you live like 4k miles away. but i do love you and i’m glad to call you my friend.

♥︎ @mnachopsis hey babe! you’re literally one of my favorite people ever. you’re so fun to talk to, even when our convos get dry and we just send memes back & forth. but i wouldn’t have it any other way. i love seeing your name on my phone, it makes my day. thank you for everything jas & i luv you! <3

♥︎@slutforsalvatore UGH BESTIE! you’re lit rally so cool. i love talking to you, we go from talking about out our love lives to talking about fictional bfs and it’s so fun. you’re so fun to talk to because we relate to each other on so many levels. you’re honestly not even a mutual, we’re mf besties!! i love you!!!!

♥︎ @anchoeritic kells, hi! you were one of the first blogs i’ve followed who followed me back. i love seeing you on my dashboard and i always feel safe on your blog. you’re so handsome and just an overall amazing person to interact with, and i wanted to say thank you for being you.

♥︎ @siriusmydeer gia, we don’t interact much but i couldn’t have done a mutual appreciation without you. if you scroll down to the first person i’ve ever followed on this blog, you’ll pop up. from the beginning i’ve adored your writing and you were a major part in the reason i started writing so in a way, i owe it all to you. thank you gia.

♥︎@rowema-ravenclaw em youre so sweet and fun to interact with. we’re both attention whores so we work so well together! but seriously though, i adore you so mcuh and not to mention your incredible writing skills.

♥︎@fives-cup-of-coffee SHAWTY! i love you so much, why do you think i hate you haha. but no seriously you’re so much fun to interact with and i appreciate you so much. we’re in a relationship with lilly, jas and fjorela & love you all!

♥︎@thotbutpurple my favorite horny person hehe but seriously you’re blog is so fun to come across on. you kind of scare but i love it, it’s like a good scary movie; your terrified but can’t get enough of it. thank you for being my friend :)

♥︎@hellounicorn RHEA BESTIE! i love you and your fics! you’re so incredibly sweet, everytime i see you on someone else’s blog you’re spreading nothing but kindness & it makes me so happy to see that. the world needs more people like you. we don’t talk but but we really should because you’re amazing.

♥︎@havenpotter dude i love your work so much. you’re honestly one of my favorite writers on this app and you’re so sweet and fun to interact with not to mention yours so pretty.

♥︎@railmeharrypotter omg lyn i love you so much, you have no idea! you always interact and you’re one of my most active followers and i’m extremely grateful for you. you’re so fun to interact with and i’m so happy to be mutuals with you.

i love you all and a huge thank you to all my followers and other mutuals that i didn’t mention! mwah <3

#mia hit 300! #thank you all!!! #LOVE YOU GUYS #MWAH

[hxnmantii]

Misguided Snowflake

tw: none, just a bit of Spain but make the ‘s’ silent

Pairings: Nishinoya x Gn!reader

Rating: PG

A/n: This is a bit over dramatic but a lil extra drama never hurt anyone. Hurt to comfort because i can’t handle angst with my favs. Hope you enjoy it!

“Y/n do you still love Noya?”

You scoff and roll your eyes. There was no way that Tanaka really brought you here to ask that question. Your half sleep self thought it was something urgent with the way he called you multiple times but you failed to remember that your best friend was just being as over the top as always. The cold was really hitting this time of the month so you were bundled up in a track suit with 3 different jackets on. Nervously moving from side to side with a small sniffle and smile, you looked everywhere but at Tanaka. “Y/n?”

“Unfortunately, yes I do” you snapped and scoffed again. You felt kind of bad for being so rude but he called you out here in the freezing cold to ask some dumb question he already knew the answer too. AND!!! He promised you hot chocolate but you didn’t see any cups in sight. You sniffled again, not really knowing if it’s from the cold or from you crying before coming there. “Why Tanaka??”

“Peach?” You froze, hoping and praying to anybody who was listening that that voice didn’t belong to who you thought but as you slowly turned around, you realized your wish bounced off of closed ears because right in front of you was your former boyfriend. His eyes, red rimmed and puffy, still looked at you full of love and adoration. He gives you a small smile, your heart increases in speed as a response. It hit you then that Tanaka had set you up. This wasn’t fair. This was too much. You took off running towards the nearest exit but Tanaka stepped in front of you before you could go any further. “Y/N please just hear him out, he’s my best friend and I can’t stand seeing you guys like this.”

You sniffled and looked back at Noya, a hopeful smile on his face as he thought you had reconsidered before you turned back and looked at the floor. “He was mine too.” You say quietly, pushing Tanaka out of the way so you could run out the door.

“Y/N PLEASE!!” Noya screamed. The image of him reaching out to you appeared as he screamed and you closed your eyes shaking your head. You ignore him and continue running. The cold burned your lungs as you pumped your legs, not even looking where you were going but as long as it was away from that place, away from him, anywhere would do.

You trotted to a slow stop, the ache in your muscles reminding you that you haven’t exercised in a minute and weren’t meant to be making so much movement in such a short time. You hunched over on to your knees and try to slow down your rash breathing when you hear the inconsistent paddle of someone’s feet. As you look up from the ground, you’re tackled to the ground at full throttle. The air is knocked out of your lungs and you wheeze, shock written all over your face as you gain back your senses. On top of you, is the one person you didn’t wanna see most.

“NOya! What the hell-“

“I LOVE YOU” he screams. You open your mouth to reply but your hit with tears, the salty drops coming quicker as you looked into his eyes, the shock of it freezing you in place.

“I LOVE YOU” he repeated, gripping your shoulders and shaking you a little. Even as he cried, he was the most beautiful person. His scrunched up face, his cute red nose, his passion and commitment to chase you down and scream his love for you made your heart ache in pain and it took everything in you to not cry alongside with him.

“Well then you shouldn’t have cheated” you whisper, it barely being loud enough to hear. You couldn’t look at him as you said it because if you were to stare in his eyes any longer, he would have you wrapped around his finger all over again.

“Y/n please look at me” he ask desperately. You ignored him and kept looking away, your heart breaking even more when you hear him sniffle and feel more tears on your cheek. He realizes that you’re not gonna look at him so he opts to laying his head on your shoulder. You guys sit in silence, his sniffles the only thing being heard between y’all. His grip on your shoulders gets tighter and he begins speaking.

“I didn’t cheat Y/N” he whispers softly “Kiyoko.....You and me....we’ve been dating for almost half a year and I wanted to do something special for our 6 month anniversary....she was helping me organize everything” he sighs, the sudden warm air on your shoulder making you shiver. Shakily you swallow and put on an angry front but you weren’t kidding anyone with the way you sniffle and pant for air.

“I didn’t realize helping organize was trying to kiss her.” Suddenly, he’s back up. He grabs your face and looks at you, staring into your soul. You make no attempt to move his hand, allowing him to as he pleased with you as you always did. Nishinoya owned your body, soul and mind and that would never change even after they had taken a break. His intense stare makes you squirm and you try not look away as he become serious at full throttle.

“Y/N L/N I have never cheated on you. Do you hear me?? I have never cheated on you” His voice slowly lowered to a whisper as the last words left his mouth, his face scrunches up and he begins crying again. Like an avoidable infection, it spreads to you. However this time, you couldn’t escape the sobs that left your mouth.

“I-I missed you Bubba” You cry and he cries even harder, the fountains in his eyes plowing more and more tears at the sight of you crying. He takes the initiative and grabs the sides of your face, slamming his lips against yours. You put your hands in his hair, Your body automatically recognizing and accepting Yuu. A dance of passion is shared between you guys, filling you with a warmth that couldn’t be put out by the freezing weather.

“I love you so much my sweet little Peach. Please don’t ever leave me again.” He says as he once again stares into your soul, his eyes filled with so much adoration and love that you know deep in your heart that he means every word and your face warms, his effect still deep rooted into every inch of your body. You hug him tightly, holding his jacket in a gridlock before whispering “Never again Bubba”

He hums in appreciation and y’all sit in comfortable silence, soaking in the much needed warmth and love from each other. Reality hits when you can feel the burning cold through your track pants and the wind plays with your hair, the sniffles of happy desperation turn into sniffles of a slow freezing death and you start shivering.

“Can we please leave I’m freezing.”

“Oh shit. Yea...Sorry got kinda caught up in the moment.” He says with a sheepish grin. He gets up and with a hard shove upwards, sending you up into his arms almost knocking y’all over again. You giggle and his beautiful, goofy smile is back on his face. God you missed his smile. He wraps his arms around your waist, prompting you to wrap your arms around him and he kisses you deeply. You smile into the kiss, letting go and pecking his lips a few times.

“In all seriousness,” You leaned back a bit and his smile dropped a bit, nervousness eating him alive at the thought that you might change your mind. “ I was promised Hot Coco if I came out here soo....”

His smile grew and he lets you go, dramatically bowing. “Well of course your majesty. What kind of loyal,humble servant would I be if I didn’t fetch the best hot coco for milady.”

“Pfft c’mon dork.” You say as you lightly slap his shoulder and grab his hand, pulling him back the way y’all came. And like a love sick puppy he followed you with heart eyes. He was so in love with you.

Bonus:

“Babe but seriously, who knew you could run that fast. Are you a track star??”

“No but I bet I could beat you.”

This started a race that ended with y’all tripping down a hill and buried in snow. Good times

#noya yuu #nishinoya x reader #noya x y/n #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya x y/n #Haikyuu #hurt/comfort #princess’s garden #haikyu x reader

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Do tell about Nim, I couldn’t find much info about her through your blog and I am dying to know more about this werewolf lady

well grab a pint and sit yo booty down, cause our bard of the evening tonight is Nim and she's drunk as all hell and ready to weave some outrageous stories!! 🍻

in all seriousness, thank you for asking! 😭💗 she came about back in ye oldie days of hype over the 11th of november 2011, and since then refuses to give up the title of my fav oc!!

now, a Paarthurnax would say: lets-a go!

a quick recap of the events in Skyrim:

Naali Saryn was born sometime in 4E 130 on mainland Morrowind as a result of a quick fling between an unknown Dunmer girl and Lucien Lachance and Kassandra Saryn's (The Hero of Kvatch's) son.

Sometime in that year, the baby was found aboard a ship bound for Raven Rock and when no one came forth to claim her a couple of elderly and childless ash yam farmers decided to take her in until her family was found.

The family, of course, was never found, and so they raised her as their own for the next sixteen years. They called the girl Nim - short, sweet, meaningless, and easy to shout out into the fields where the little brat is out adventuring when the house chores are yet to be done.

Nim grew up alongside her best friend Teldryn (don't believe his tales about his past, there's a reason why he wears a helmet in his hometown). For years the kids dreamt of leaving Raven Rock behind and making it big in the big city. And idea which really annoyed Nim's ol' Nana, who believed that everything needed for a simple happy life was right here on Solstheim.

After one particularly nasty fight with Nana about the ordeal, Nim gathered a bag of things and slipped out in the dead of night to catch an early morning ship with Teldryn.

They stuck together for a while then went on their separate merry ways. He - to Blacklight, she - to Leyawiin. Once in the wild, Nim had to quickly figure out her place in the pecking order. The romantic life of crime seemed to be the most attractive for her, but getting on top could never be easy. Especially for a young, inexperienced, and naive girlie. So she ended up running with the wrong kind of crew. Ended up in some truly dark places. Barely got out alive. Learned from her mistakes. Wore the scars of abuse like armor and made sure that since that day no one in this world or any other would play her for a fool, use her or put a finger on her without her permission.

By the time she turned fifty, Nim was well known amongst certain circles as the kind of scoundrel, thief, bard, and wench one should not trifle with. But her luck had to eventually run out, and so it did on the night of the fabled Umbacano Mansion heist, which failed so badly Nim had to either leave Cyrodiil or end up in a Thalmor owned torture chamber.

Skyrim seemed like a perfect place. After all, in a kingdom torn apart by the civil war, no one would even notice yet another greyskin refugee, right? Well, the Thalmor did. And so she ended up on a cart bound for Helgen to have a date with an executioner. But then Alduin showed up to crash the party before he himself got rudely interrupted by another dragon, who swooped in to save the Last Dragonborn.

After the narrow escape, Nim concluded her duty to warn Balgruuf of the dragon threat and went on to start a new career as a merc with the Companions. She and Aela became fast friends and when the prospect of joining the Circle came up she gladly accepted a sip of her new sister's blood. To never again be helpless and weak? To rip apart any fool who'd take her for just another elf wench who can't put up a fight? Well of course it was worth giving up the ability to sleep and having to get used to all smells suddenly becoming ten times worse!

After that Mirmulnir showed up and ended up as another ornament above the throne in the Dragonsreach. And Nim got stuck with a title which she would wear with great discontent for years to come.

Eventually, she ceased trying to run away and hide from her destiny, accepted her role as the Last Dragonborn, and begrudgingly began her quest to save the world. On her journey, she met and became tight friends with Yollokmir and Alasil who taught her how to speak, fight and fly like a dragon. With their help she inherited Konahrik's legacy: his mask embued with his soul, his citadel far up in the mountains - the NebenLok Zeikangaar - and the right to revive and lead the order of dragon riders sworn to defeat Alduin - DovahDein.

As she gained power and the word of her great many deeds spread across Skyrim, she managed to get quite the following of fellow men, mer, and Dov, willing to follow her into Sovngarde and beat the hell out of Alduin. Alas, she failed. Twice.

At that point, Alasil informed her of a special someone who might be of help in their quest against Alduin and who might prove difficult to convince to join her cause. That was the first time in fifty years that Nim got to visit her home. Unfortunately, Solstheim had changed. And upon arrival, she learned that her Pa passed onto the realm of Azura soon after her departure, and her Nana... well, she wasn't young anymore and suffered greatly due to all the ash ruining her lungs... and when the islanders got called to the All-Maker stones night after night by a mysterious spell, she just worked herself to death. That was the only thing Nim wouldn't forgive Miraak for, not until he swallowed his pride and sincerely apologized for being responsible for his potential mother-in-law's death.

And with Miraak's help, they finally sent Alduin back to his Maker, enjoyed a few peaceful years until High King Ulfric became a bit drunk on his power and needed a good ass whooping as well. Then Miraak suddenly found himself as the new king and Nim... she just did her own thing. As always. The end?

Oh and all the while running about, gathering forces, growing her Dragonborn powers, hunting Dragon Priests and Alduin's henchmen, she also meddled with the Thieves Guild, put Karliah in charge and became her right hand, managed to become an advisor on all things dragon at the Mage's College, ended up teaching lute and songwriting at the Bard's College (she's taking a break since Viarmo can't seem to handle her teaching tactics), earned the title of Thane in every hold and became a good friend to the Dawnguard fellas (Isran is more than happy to teach her kids the ropes of monster hunting) after kicking Harkon's ass into Oblivion. In what little free time she has Nim also manages the Lakeview Manor and leases the ash yam farm back in Raven Rock for some extra cash. All in all, a busy woman!

and some tidbits about the dovahmom:

Although Nim is perfectly aware of her real name, she chooses to use the one given to her by Nana. Both as a sign of respect and because, frankly, she dislikes both the Sarynes and the Lachances, who are, in her humble opinion, just a bunch of pricks. Somehow, the ghost of her murdered grandad finds this opinion of hers kinda funny.

Her friends sometimes describe her as "cyrodiilic brandy in a cup of tea": she's this small elf girl with pretty blue eyes and a smile on her face and you think that she'll be very pleasant and cute and shy and then... then you realize she drinks like a sailor, swears like one too, can beat anyone into the dirt (thanks, Hircine) and doesn't take shit from nobody. She openly speaks her mind and doesn't give a shit about what someone might think of her. She does what she considers the right thing to do, never plays nice with those she dislikes, never pretends to be someone she isn't. She's feisty, sassy, brassy, and, quite honestly, just doesn't give a fuck.

Nim is in almost complete control over her inner beast, partly thanks to her draconic blood, partly - to the ring she got when she and Sinding had that little party on a moonlit night in that grotto. She only loses control over herself when both moons are full and thusly will travel deep into the wilds a few days before the magical night. This way the only people that might get hurt are bandits, necromancers, hags, and the like. She and Aela also managed to get a small werewolf pack going, named the Whitemane Pack after the old man himself and dedicated to those who wish to take control over their inner beast, hunt with honor, and cause the Silver Hand as much grief as possible.

Nim is raising Blaise and Sofie as her own since they both were just wee lil' war orphans (the babes are in their teens now). She never quite really knew why... Nim was never a wifey nor a baby momma kind of woman. In fact, she can't even have children in the first place and, honestly, always thought of this as a blessing - never having to worry about contraception like all those other girls and just having fun without a care in the world! Her friends sometimes joke around, saying that she might've finally "ripened" for the motherhood, but she doesn't care. She loves Blaise, Sofie, and Sissel (thanks, Miraak, you're so good at kidnapping children!) and is content with being their famous Dragonborn mom. Post-Alduin Miraak, however, is secretly annoyed for not being able to get her pregnant. Oh well, the man can dream...

Oh yeah! Nim plays the lute and sings too! It's a skill she picked up across taverns all over the continent when she realized that bards get free drinks and a bed, as well as ample opportunity to sniff out and seduce prey. And even though her days of hunting for good-looking rich fools are long behind her, she still performs in inns and taverns across Skyrim. Firstly, it brings in a fair amount of money, and secondly, it's good for her Voice! And also just plain and simple fun.

Also, people get terribly surprised when she, a Dunmer, doesn't act like one at all! Nim might've grown up in Raven Rock, a Dunmer settlement, but she spent the rest of her life traveling the continent and then living in Skyrim. She's more Nord-ish than some Nords! And the Nords actually really love it! It's so so easy to just get plastered with the homegirl, punch some faces and pass out on a heap of hay behind the inn, just happy to be alive on this fine snowy day. The only truly Dunmer thing about her is the occasional "n'wah!" which escapes her potty mouth. I mean, she doesn't even like sujamma all that much and would rather have a pint of mead! Whatever Ancestors she has must be spinning in their graves fast enough to generate electricity.

uuuhhh I think that's all the important stuff? i might've forgotten, in which case, I'll add it later... meanwhile, have some more Nim content:

^^^ the fanfic is slow, but it's moving... at a snail's pace. my advice: don't expect updates, so that when they do come, you'll be pleasantly surprised!

#thank u for asking abt the dovahmom #i am deeply touched uwu #💞 #the elder scrolls #skyrim #dragonborn #ldb #dovahkiin #konahrik #oc #naali 'nim' saryn #bethesda #ask #my art #sketch #traditional doodle #ballpoint doodle

[with-love-anu]

— @futurewriter2000 

My dumpling, my best friend you’re one of the most amazing people I’ve had the chance to meet and know and words fail me at just how much I love and adore you. I see you work so damn hard and I cannot ever be prouder. Now that the year is ending, I can’t even remember a time I didn’t know you. You’re smart and a total badass and deserve so so many good things in life. I hope you never quite lose the sight of who you are, remember just how gorgeous and charming of a person you’ve always been and no matter what people throw at you, you come back stronger than ever. I hope you find what you’re looking for.

— @im-a-writer-right

Ria, Ria, Ria. You’re an absolute pleasure to know and be around and please never ever think otherwise. I don’t know what prompted us to start talking but I’m glad for whatever it was. Our talks are so damn precious, I can’t even capture each and everyone even if I tried to. You’re talented, smart and hella capable and I’m so damn proud of you bby. So damn proud just for existing. I know exactly how difficult it is to do just that sometimes. I just want you to remember that wherever you are or might be doing at whatever point; that I am rooting for you, so many people are. We’re rooting for you to have your best life ever. 

— @haracelovestruck

Harace, my sexy baby koala, you’re a wonderful wonderful person. I love love love talking to you, you absolutely make my day. Something I adore about you is that you aren’t scared to put forward your thoughts and opinions and oh it is such a refreshing perspective. I love making you slip for words over Remus- fuck fucl FUCK. I really hope you find your Remus, hopefully after you’re away from Korea. The fact that we’ve never not texted each other every single day for months on end warms my heart and I don’t intend on breaking our record anytime soon. You’re so very talented work hard day in and day out, I wish you all the success in your life. I look forward to you being your own boss in whatever you choose to do.

— @blisfvll

Jen, my favorite egg, my soulmate let me tell you just how much of a brilliant person you are. You’re talented, ambitious, crazy, beautiful, funny and awesome. I know we met recently but goddamn we click. I love our conversations no matter how weird they become after a point. And yearning! OH MY GOD the yearning. We can kill each other over ten times with it and I don’t think either of us will even complain. I just want to say that you should believe a lot more in yourself, cause you deserve that. I really hope you get to travel the world and find your Regulus and settle down in a cottage with all your friends. I love you, and look forward to some crazy scenario where we do end up meeting each other.

— @thebookwormslytherin

Muskan! You absolute gem, I love you so much! You are an amazing amazing friend and I’m so glad to have met you. You’re smart, you’re talented, you’re extremely sweet and drop-dead gorgeous. You deserve all good things in life and more. I hope people see just how precious you are and admire you because you’re just that lovely. Thank you so much for always having my back and for all the conversations we have. 

— @approved-by-dentists

Clarissa, you talented sweet bean! You’re funny, smart and an absolute pleasure to talk to. You have a way to look at things differently and I admire you for being just the way you are. You have an amazing sense of humor, your memes are A+ and I’m so happy to see you and your blog grow! You deserve all the love and appreciation irl and here. I hope people know just how precious you are and you achieve all that you aspire for, I look forward to you living the life you want.

— @mango-pickle

Tanvi, mango you’re extremely talented, smart and a wholesome human bean. I love your puns and you take care of so many people around and spread positivity that just brightens my dash every single day. I wish you a whole lot of happiness and love!

— @pregnant-piggy

We haven’t talked in a long long time but I just want you to know that I love you very much and you’re an adorable goofball who just lightens my day. Your comments, reblogs, every smol conversation we have just warms my heart so much. I hope you have a great great day everyday cause you deserve it honey!

— @just-a-belgian-girl

Shayna! You’re an adorkable person and always a pleasure to converse with! Thank you for checking up on me occasionally and making my day a lil brighter. I hope you have days full of happiness and bliss, ily!

— @the-moon-and-the-book

Phoebe, you absolute sweetheart! Your enthusiasm is really endearing and you’re always a pleasure to be around! I wish you a whole lot of love and appreciation because you’re a gem.

— @leahstypewriter

It has been so long since we conversed! You’re an amazing amazing person, talented, smart and always amazing to talk to! You work so damn hard, I really hope you achieve all that you aspire for!

— @hollands-weasley

MY SIMPING BUDDY! I miss our conversations! You always have a way about things and you’re extremely talented and so very sweet. I hope the exam pressure doesn’t kill you a lot. Moreover, I know you’re gonna do great. Believe in yourself. I’m here for you whenever you need me. I wish you a whole lot of happiness and love.

— @emcchi

Em, my flower girl! I know I haven’t talked to you a lot recently but I just want to say that I love you and that you’re an adorable human bean who deserves all the love the world has to give!

— @angelinathebook

Lena! I know we don’t talk much, but I’d love to get to know you more. You’re so amazing, always willing to help others around you. I hope you realize that you deserve all the love and good things life has to offer and look forward to see you achieve all your goals!

— @they-write-once-in-a-blue-moon

BLUE! It's been so very long since we conversed but I just wanna say that you're an amazing person and that your flirt asks have always brought me great amount of joy. I hope you know that you're beautiful in every way and I wish you all the happiness and love for the next and every coming year!

— @calltothewild

You've always kind of reminded me of my sister and you still do. You're an amazing, lighthearted person and have a thing about you that makes you an extremely sweet lil bean. I hope that the upcoming years are not hard on you and am currently sending all the love at your way!

— @nadseas

Nadia. You're an absolute queen and a bad-ass. You spread so much love around and you're truly truly precious. Ily and I hope you have a great next and all coming years!

#thank you everyone #ILY ALL VERY MUCH

[myherowritings]

I’d imagine pro heroes need to have some kind of presence on social media, even our grumpy Bakugou lol. So what if there was a fluff scenario where it’s his bday or it’s just a random day where he gets tagged in his wife’s appreciation post about how much she loves him and appreciates him in his life, and what his reaction would be? I’m sorry if this seems dumb :////

pairing: pro hero!bakugou katsuki x female!reader

author’s note: THIS ISN’T DUMB IT WAS SUPER CUTE AND FUN hope y’all enjoy this lil scenario of grumpy bakugou being all adorable :’)

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“I never knew you wore All Might boxers to bed,” said Kirishima, grinning down at his phone.

Bakugou almost dropped the glass of water in his hand. “What did you say?”

“You look manly in those All Might boxers?”

It was a Friday night and he was out grabbing dinner with some of his friends from high school, Kirishima, who was on his fifth roll of sushi, and Ashido, who was tipsy and flirting with the tattooed bartender.

Katsuki chose his next words carefully. “And why the fuck would you think I own…All Might boxers?”

“Because Y/N-san posted a photo of you in them.”

“What?!”

Grabbing his own phone from his pocket, he opened up his social media app only to find a picture of his sleeping face in front of him.

“What the–?” he roared.

But as he swiped through the collection of photos you had posted, the complaints died in his throat.

The first photo was of a surprise selfie you took as you planted a kiss on his temple. Bakugou’s face was a mixture of bewilderment and embarrassment with the apples of his cheeks tinged a light pink.

The next was a candid Ashido took of you winning him a stuffed animal from the hanami festival. You were beaming widely as you held it out to him, and Katsuki was looking down with a proud look. He couldn’t help but smile at the memory.

Finally, there was the dreadful image Kirishima was talking about, with Bakugou sprawled out on the bed, sleeping in nothing but his underwear– His underwear that just so happened to be the All Might boxers he told you not to tell anyone about.

He narrowed his eyes. Of course.

But his disdain was rather short-lived. Because as he scrolled down to read your caption, he felt the heat from his face spread to deliver a warm feeling to his heart.

@officialyn posted: Hi @groundzero. :P This is real cheesy and completely out of the blue, but I’m running on four hours of sleep and just sitting in bed thinking about how lucky I am to have you as my best friend for the rest of our lives. Even though we’ve been married for two years now, you still manage to give me the same giddy feelings I felt on our first date. You’re strong and determined and you push me to become the best me I can be with every passing day and I’m so happy and grateful to have you in my life. ♡

Plus, you give the best hugs.

I love you lots and I hope you’re having a fun time right now! xoxo

P.S. The last photo is fanservice for everyone out there because my husband is so handsome, it would be a sin to keep it to myself. (⺣◡⺣)♡* You can look, but only I get to touch.

Bakugou chuckled. The two of you were sure to be trending the following day after that final statement.

He typed a reply on his phone and his whole face hurt from the workout he was putting his smile muscles through, but he didn’t mind. Just knowing you were happy put him in a better mood–even despite the uncontrollable burn in his cheeks at your unsolicited public display of affection.

In fact, Katsuki didn’t even care that you exposed him and his All Might boxers.

For you, all was forgiven.

@groundzero commented: I love you too, baka. Now get some sleep already. I’ll see you at home. ♡

As he grinned down at his phone, Mina and Eijirou exchanged looks from the other side of the table.

“Amazing. Even when Y/N isn’t here I can still feel the sexual tension in the air,” whispered Ashido.

Kirishima nodded. “It feels like we’re intruding on something intimate.”

“I can hear you idiots,” he mumbled in reply, still buzzing from the post. After sending you a text message, Katsuki pocketed his phone and glanced at his friends. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m getting a little tired now. I’ll see you next Saturday?”

Mina smiled, giving him a wink. “Mhm. Say hi to Y/N for me.”

He tsked. “Will do.”

“And can you ask her to get me a pair of those All Might boxers, too?” said Kirishima.

“Don’t even dream of it, Shitty Hair.”

#ONLY ABOUT 800 WORDS SO IT'S QUITE SHORT FOR ME #BUT IT'S VERY CUTE AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED NONETHELESS <3 #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki x reader #kacchan #bnha x reader #bakugo x reader #x reader #katsuki bakugou #bakugo katsuki #katsuki #bnha fanfiction #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #bnha imagines #bnha scenario #reader insert #mha #bakugou scenario

[gamerwoo]

Junhui: Oh, Positive (Part One)

Characters: Junhui x female reader

Genre/warnings: vampire/vampire hunter au, kinda angst but not really that angsty tbh, kinda crack thanks to flirty and sassy vampire!jun, lots n lots of cringey flirting

Word count: 2,163

Summary: As a vampire hunter, your job is pretty self-explanatory. But sometimes, the enemy has to become your ally, and that’s exactly what happens when you're ordered to track down Jun. To stop the coven of vampires that’re bringing up the death toll in Tokyo, you have to work with the thing you’re trained to kill -- assuming the two of you don’t kill each other in the process.

a/n: there will be more parts but i’m not sure how many which is why there isn’t a masterlist yet. this is just a lil idea i’ve had for a while sooooo it’s not really top priority so updates will probably be slow. but idk i wanted it out there (and yes i wrote this bc i love vampire!jun from that web series)

Next

“Don’t kill him, just capture him. Bring him back here when you do.”

Those stupid instructions kept repeating in your head. What was the point of capturing a vampire and not killing it? All vampires were bad. They killed humans. That’s why you existed. You were trained to kill them on sight, but now you were being told to show some sort of mercy. What sort of bullshit was that? 

But your boss gave you orders so you would follow them even if you didn’t agree with them.

It had taken a few days to figure out where to find this Jun. There were apparently a few places he hung around, so you were checking those places. It was well into 2am and most of the streets were empty. However, most vampires were known to linger in the alleyways of more crowded places, hoping to lure humans away to feed on them. So you stuck to the shadows, watching and listening carefully for any sign of--

‘Vampire.’

You froze as soon as you sensed it, knowing exactly where it was. You didn’t make it obvious you knew, but you stayed in your spot, slowly moving your head to seem like you were surveying the area. In reality, you knew it was perched on the fire escape above you, ready to pounce down on you.

But you were ready for that.

Just as it leaped down, you rolled out of the way, swiftly and smoothly pulling your knife out of its sheath. You were on your feet and running at the vampire quick enough to catch it off guard. Since you knew where it was, you had time to figure out your plan. So you tackled it to the ground, straddling it and holding your knife to its throat.

And lo and behold, it was just the vampire you were looking for. Jun looked up at you with a smirk, his eyes blood red as he eyed you up and down, licking his lips hungrily.

“Wasn’t expecting my dinner to be so quick on its feet,” he chuckled. “Shouldn’t have been so careless, I guess.”

“Shut up,” you stated boredly as you used your free hand to get the handcuffs from your belt.

“So what now?” he asked, ignoring your order. “Are you gonna kill me or whatever?”

“As much as I would like to,” you sighed as you began cuffing his hands together, “I have to take you somewhere.”

“Ooh, an adventure,” he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows as you managed to get off of him and tug him to his feet. “Just one question, sweetheart--”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Do you really expect some handcuffs to stop me?”

You rolled your eyes before looking at him, “Do you not know anything about vampire hunters?”

He shrugged, “Never been caught by one.��

“Well, those will keep you from running away. Now let’s go.”

You turned to walk away, but, of course, Jun had other ideas.

“Thanks but uh, I think going home with you after the first date is too early for me,” he said, miming tipping his hat to you. “Sorry, but this won’t work out. Please don’t contact me again. Bye!”

You knew vampires were quick. You knew Jun could easily get away and you wouldn’t catch him. You’d have to follow your instincts to find him again, but you knew he’d definitely be hiding pretty well for the rest of the night and probably for a few weeks at minimum. But you also knew how the handcuffs worked while Jun had no idea.

He was only a few feet from you when he shouted out in pain and had dropped to his knees. He was hissing as he stared at his wrists that had felt the painful shock, looking between them like he was trying to figure out a difficult math problem.

“Those’ll shock you if you’re a certain distance away from me,” you explained, “and it’s so painful that you can’t get away. So I suggest you keep up or you’re going to be in a lot of pain.”

“Look, I’m into pain, but this is too much,” Jun huffed with a small pout as you dragged him up off his knees and shoved him to walk in the direction you wanted him to. “Do I at least get a safe word?”

“Shut up,” you groaned.

“That’s a really shitty safe word.”

-

You wondered why you’d spent days trying to track down Jun when he was so obnoxious and annoying. The entire way back to headquarters was awful, containing him trying to flirt with you or make some sort of comment that walked the line between flirting and being a snarky asshole. Honestly, that seemed to be all he was capable of.

“I really wish I wasn’t told to not kill you,” you sighed halfway through.

“Well isn’t that unfortunate,” was all he replied to you with before he carried on with whatever he was saying before -- you weren’t paying attention, you’d learned very quickly to tune him out.

Once you were back at headquarters, you thought maybe Jun would shut up a little bit. You thought maybe being in a place full of top of the line vampire hunters would intimidate him into silence, but he seemed to not be fazed by anything at all. He had something to say to pretty much every person you walked past, and it got to a point where you were pretty positive every hunter in there wanted to kill him. The guy was just so annoying.

You finally reached the boss’s office. You knocked on the door three times as Jun leaned down and whispered, “Is this where I die? Because I’d like the heads up when it finally happens, y’know?”

You knew Jun definitely wouldn’t just take his death lying down. Hell, he probably had something up his sleeve to get out if he had to, he probably wanted to just see where this was going -- and you would be right about that because he figured he had nothing better to do. 

“I wish,” you mumbled as you heard your boss tell you to enter.

Opening the door and walking in, you went straight to the boss’s desk. Jun, however, decided to take his sweet ass time and look around the large room, his head tilting back as he looked all the way up at the ceiling and rolled his head around to look at the other side of the room. But being too far from you caused his cuffs to shock him, and he let out a surprised yelp.

“Are you kidding me?!” he demanded in annoyance.

You just silently snickered at him.

“I’m impressed you found him,” your boss, Jicheol noted as he stood up from his desk and observed Jun.

Hearing that familiar voice, Jun snapped his head down to look at the man behind the desk. His face spread into a smirk as he approached the desk, standing beside you.

“Ji, long time, no see,” he said casually as if they were old friends. “Been a while since you were trying to slaughter me. How’s the wife?”

“Dead,” Jicheol deadpanned.

Jun opened his mouth but nothing came out as he blinked, “Okay, not the reply I was expecting...”

“So what did I have to drag this pain in the ass here for?” you sighed, wanting to get this whole thing done and over with.

Jicheol grabbed his computer monitor with both hands and turned the screen to face you. It was an article about the death toll in Japan going up, and the worst of it seeming to stem from Tokyo. Nobody was able to figure out what it was, but the three of you knew exactly what was causing it.

“As you’re aware, _____, a powerful coven of vampires is ravaging Tokyo and spreading to the rest of Japan,” Jicheol began, looking between you and Jun. “Jun here is, unfortunately, one of the most infamous vampires in Korea for how hard he is to catch, and for how strong he is.”

“Thanks, chief,” Jun grinned.

You already hated where this was going.

“That’s why I want you to go with him to Tokyo--”

“Wait, wait, hold on,” Jun quickly interrupted. “Let’s go back to when you were just complimenting me, yeah? You ruined it with the whole ‘go to another country with this party pooper’ thing.”

Jicheol sighed, folding his hands together in front of him, “_____ is the strongest vampire hunter we have, but all the best in Japan have tried to catch this coven and have come up dead. If we want to stop them, we need the help of a strong vampire, too.”

“And why would I help vampire hunters?” Jun quizzed, raising an eyebrow. “You’ll just kill me when it’s over.”

“Maybe not...” Jicheol shrugged.

“What do you mean ‘maybe not’?” you demanded. 

“He could be useful to us if he chooses to cooperate with us for this. And if he chooses to stay with us, of course he’ll be spared his life, and we’ll provide protection, housing, and means of food.”

“We’re going to protect a vampire?” you clarified. “Jicheol--”

“Yeah, that seems counterproductive for a group of vampire hunters,” Jun agreed.

You rolled your eyes, grumbling, “Can you not interrupt me?”

“Can you get to your point faster then?” he countered.

Instead of speaking on your bickering, Jicheol sighed and continued, “It would be helpful to keep a few vampires on our side to weed out the difficult ones. Look, we could sit here all night and discuss rhymes and reasons but the faster I get the two of you to Tokyo, the faster we can fix this issue.”

“Do I get a negotiation?” Jun asked.

You snorted, glancing down at his handcuffed wrists before looking back at him, “I really don’t think you’re in a position for negotiating, bud.”

But instead, Jicheol replied with, “What kind of negotiation?”

Jun flashed a snarky grin your way before taking a step forward and clearing his throat, “I want protection for my brothers, too. That’s first and foremost.”

“How many?” Jicheol questioned, raising his eyebrows to show he was interested.

“Four.”

“Would they be willing to help?”

“...I can talk to them.”

Jicheol nodded, “Continue.”

“I want cool clothes like sweet cheeks over here,” Jun said, nodding his head toward you, “and I want a really nice umbrella so I can go outside during the day. And I want--”

“We can offer your friends protection,” Jicheol stated.

Jun nodded, stepping back, “Cool, thank you, sir.”

You looked incredulously between the two men, “So this is seriously happening?!”

“We’ll prepare the flight for tomorrow night,” Jicheol explained, essentially ignoring your comment, “so that gives Jun time to talk with his friends. _____, I would like if you accompanied him to make sure he doesn’t go anywhere.”

You wanted to tell Jicheol he was out of his goddamn mind if he thought sending you alone into five vampires was a reasonable idea, but the look on your face said it all. He simply said he knew you could handle it before carrying on.

“We’ll handle packing and such. We’ll equip you with everything you’ll need and everything that’ll help you. Please report back here tomorrow at midnight.”

“What do I do with him until tomorrow night?” you wondered.

“Take him with you,” Jicheol replied as if the answer was obvious.

You raised your eyebrows in surprise, “You-- Y-you want me to babysit a handcuffed vampire all day?”

Jicheol cocked his head, “Do you think you can’t handle it?”

“Of course I can!” you insisted immediately.

“Then what’s the issue, _____?”

You really wanted to snap at Jicheol and tell him to go fuck himself, but instead you just grumbled and turned sharply on your heels to leave. Jun giggled at your angry expression and began to follow after you.

“Goodbye, Jicheol!” he sang over his shoulder. “See ya later!”

“You two have fun,” Jicheol smirked playfully.

Jun sighed as he fell in step beside you, seeming more amused than ever now, “Oh, I’m positive we will. Isn’t that right, _____?”

You frowned, refusing to look at him, “Eat a dick.”

As the door closed behind you and the two of you walked down the hallway, Jun tisked, “I would watch your attitude around me or I just might end up eating you, sunshine.”

“I’d like to see you try, bloodsucker,” you shot back, glaring at him now. “I can kill you just as easy.”

He chuckled shaking his head as his voice dropped lower, “That’s not the kind of eating I meant.”

You cursed yourself for blushing -- and Jun definitely noticed because he was giggling about it -- and cursed Jicheol for getting you into this mess. But the sooner everything was over with, the sooner you didn’t have to deal with Junhui.

Tomorrow night really could not come faster.

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[helloiamhumanperson]

.......I feel sad my babies the grim reapers I KNOW they weren’t BORN into grim reaping so ;-; you know the other way to become a grim reaper you have to kill yourself like NOOOOO grelle, william,ronald *whispers* no *sadness*

with that said:

“Suicide doesn’t stop the pain,” “It gives it to someone else.”

- [ ] 1: We would miss you 

- [ ] 2: It’s worth it to be alive 

- [ ] 3: It does get better, believe it or not, it will eventually get better. 

- [ ] 4: There’s so much you would miss out on doing. 

- [ ] 5: You are worth it don’t let anyone, even yourself tell you otherwise. 

- [ ] 6: God made you for a reason, you have a reason. 

- [ ] 7: There is always a reason to live! 

- [ ] 8: So many people care about you 

- [ ] 9: You are amazing 

- [ ] 10: I don’t even know you and I love you 

- [ ] 11: I care for you 

- [ ] 12: There are plenty of people that love you 

- [ ] 13: Youre literally perfect!! <3 

- [ ] 14: There are plenty of people that care for you 

- [ ] 15: God loves you 

- [ ] 16: God cares about you

 - [ ] 17: Sometimes life is hard but it will make you a stronger person don’t worry! 

- [ ] 18: What about all the things you’ve always wanted to do?What about all the things you’ve planned,but never got around doing? You can’t do them if your dead. 

- [ ] 19: I want you to be alive 

- [ ] 20: So many people want you alive! 

- [ ] 21: You won’t be able to listen to Music if you die 

- [ ] 22: You’ll never be able to listen to your favorite song if you die. 

- [ ] 23: You’ll never be able to listen to your favorite singer if you’re gone 

- [ ] 24: You’ll never be able to listen to your favorite rapper if you’re gone. 

- [ ] 25: listening to really loud music 

- [ ] 26: Killing yourself is never worth it,you’ll hit both yourself & the people who care about you. 

- [ ] 27: There are so many people that would miss you,including me 

- [ ] 28: the clouds 

- [ ] 29: You are gorgeous 

- [ ] 30: Someone out there would die for you :’) 

- [ ] 31: How do you think your family would feel? 

- [ ] 32: Proving people wrong with your success. 

- [ ] 33: Watching the jerks that doubted you fail at life. 

- [ ] 34: You’ll never have the feeling of walking into a warm building on a cold day.

- [ ] 35: You’ll never have the feeling of walking into a cold building on a hot day.

- [ ] 36: Being stupid in public just because you can. 

- [ ] 37: Helping other people. 

- [ ] 38: You have a future to live for.. 

- [ ] 39: Being alive is good 

- [ ] 40: thinking about happy memories 

- [ ] 41: Finding your soulmate. 

- [ ] 42: All nighters!!! 

- [ ] 43: Sleeping in all day

- [ ] 44: You can look back at yourself later in your life and be glad you didn’t commit suicide. 

- [ ] 45: Nobody could ever replace you 

- [ ] 46: You’re unique 

- [ ] 47: pets 

- [ ] 48: petting pets 

- [ ] 49: Netflix and movies 

- [ ] 50: Decorating the Christmas tree 

- [ ] 51: Dreams that make you smile 

- [ ] 52: Breakfast in bed 

- [ ] 53: New clothes 

- [ ] 54: New shoes 

- [ ] 55: New books 

- [ ] 56: Sunrises and Sunsets 

- [ ] 57: Friends 

- [ ] 58: The ocean 

- [ ] 59: Sunlight 

- [ ] 60: Your family 

- [ ] 61: Inside jokes 

- [ ] 62: Birthdays 

- [ ] 63: Christmas 

- [ ] 64: Family traditions 

- [ ] 65: The taste of your favorite food 

- [ ] 66: Favorite tv show 

- [ ] 67: Favorite movie 

- [ ] 68: Going to new places 

- [ ] 69: The ability to peruse whatever you choose (there are over 7 billion people on Earth, don’t be afraid to be you) 

- [ ] 70: To earn money and rewards 

- [ ] 71: You can always flip your life around. 

- [ ] 72: To find the perfect job/career for you 

- [ ] 73: Pizza 

- [ ] 74: Kittens 

- [ ] 75: New haircuts 

- [ ] 76: Moments you can look back to and laugh at 

- [ ] 77: The clouds 

- [ ] 78: The world is better with you in it 

- [ ] 79: Roller Coasters 

- [ ] 80: Showers 

- [ ] 81: Cake 

- [ ] 82:Growing old 

- [ ] 83: Growing old with the person you love 

- [ ] 84: Singing 

- [ ] 85: Sleeping 

- [ ] 86: Icecream 

- [ ] 87: Cookies 

- [ ] 88: food in general 

- [ ] 89: Movie nights 

- [ ] 90: Candy 

- [ ] 91: Popcorn 

- [ ] 92: Daydreaming 

- [ ] 93: Happy moments 

- [ ] 94: Halloween 

- [ ] 95: Sleepovers 

- [ ] 96: Parties 

- [ ] 97: Having a good personality 

- [ ] 98: Making people happy 

- [ ] 99: Bonfires 

- [ ] 100: Sitting on rooftops 

- [ ] 101: Vacations 

- [ ] 102: Hearing crazy stories 

- [ ] 103: Telling crazy stories 

- [ ] 104: Treehouses 

- [ ] 105: Starbucks 

- [ ] 106: You’ve changed someone’s life 

- [ ] 107: If you’re gone how will you achieve great things? 

- [ ] 108: Everyone has talent including you 

- [ ] 109: Eating crazy food 

- [ ] 110: Hanging out with your friends 

- [ ] 111: Nobody could ever replace you 

- [ ] 112: You have so much to live for 

- [ ] 113: Your dreams need some fulfilling to do 

- [ ] 114: Living life to the fullest 

- [ ] 115: Heck,I would miss you like crazy 

- [ ] 116: Your family and friends would be devastated if you were gone 

- [ ] 117: Someone out there is constantly praying to meet someone like you 

- [ ] 118: Your future 

- [ ] 119: You could save so many lives 

- [ ] 120: You are too beautiful to disappear 

- [ ] 121: You are bigger than any of your problems 

- [ ] 122: You are never alone during this struggle 

- [ ] 123: Tomorrow is a new day! 

- [ ] 124: You are worth more than you think 

- [ ] 125: But,the final and most important one is, just being able to experience life,because even if your life doesn’t seem so great right now,anything could happen!

💗💗 

All suicide hotline numbers if you need someone to talk to : 

- [ ] Argentina: [phone] 

- [ ] Australia: 131114 

- [ ] Austria: 142; for children and young people, 147 

- [ ] Belgium: 106 

- [ ] Bosnia & Herzegovina: 080 05 03 05 

- [ ] Botswana: 3911270 

- [ ] Brazil: 188 for the CVV National Association 

- [ ] Canada: 1 .833 .456 .4566, 5147234000 

- [ ] (Montreal); 18662773553 (outside Montreal) 

- [ ] Croatia: 014833888 

- [ ] Denmark: [phone] 

- [ ] Egypt: 7621602 

- [ ] Estonia: 3726558088; 

- [ ] Russian 3726555688 

- [ ] Finland: 010 195 202 

- [ ] France: 0145394000 

- [ ] Germany: 08001810771 

- [ ] Holland: 0900767 

- [ ] Hong Kong: [phone] 

- [ ] Hungary: 116123 

- [ ] India: 8888817666 

- [ ] Ireland: [phone] 

- [ ] Italy: 800860022 

- [ ] Japan: [phone] 

- [ ] Mexico: 5255102550 

- [ ] New Zealand: 0800543354 

- [ ] Norway: [phone] 

- [ ] Philippines: 028969191 

- [ ] Poland: 5270000 

- [ ] Portugal: 21 854 07 40/8 . 96 898 21 50 

- [ ] Russia: 0078202577577 

- [ ] Spain: 914590050 

- [ ] South Africa: 0514445691 

- [ ] Sweden: 46317112400 

- [ ] Switzerland: 143 

- [ ] United Kingdom: 08457909090 

- [ ] USA: 18002738255 

- [ ] Veterans’ Crisis Line: 1 800 273 8255/ text 383255 

💗💗 

songs that could make you happy 🥺 

Personal by HRVY: @YJpE 

I like me better by Lauv: @ozwA 

Classic by MKTO: @A4Ds 

Just friends by JORDY: @eINM 

Eastside by Benny Blanco,Halsey,& Khalid: @UvGY 

What makes you beautiful by 1D: @-A4E 

Cheerleader by OMI: @QfW8 

Everybody talks by Neon Trees: @84lE 

Dear future husband by Meghan Trainor: @D_40 

Backyard Boy by Claire Rosinkranz: @shy8 

Shut up and dance with me by WALK THE MOON: @lx6Q 

iSpy by KYLE: @gMPU 

Trap queen by Fetty Wap: @NKio 

LMK by Lil XXEL: @IC24 

Dynamite by BTS: @WNZg 

- fun facts! 

1.Otters hold hands when sleeping is they don’t drift away from each other 

2.Penguins only have one mate their entire life, they also propose by giving them a pebble 

3.Cows have best friends 

4.you’re perfect <3 

- another message: - 

💗💗 

To all those people being bullied 

- To all those people who have lost a loved one 

- To all those people who have lost a pet 

- To all those people being abused 

- To all those people going through depression 

- To all those people with anxiety 

- To all those people in poverty 

- To all those people going through a breakup 

- To all those people having a bad day 

- To all those people with insecurities 

- To all those people just having a hard time 

Don’t forget 

- Your weakness today 

- Is your strength tomorrow 

- It always gets better 

- Your loved ones will remain in your hearts 

- You always have the memories 

- Love yourself 

- Stand up for yourself 

- Money can’t buy happiness 

- Those lovers 

- Just weren’t right 

- Don’t abuse yourself 

- Don’t abuse others 

- Kill them with kindness 

- Treat people with kindness 

- We’ve all had these times 

- There will always be a hole in our chests 

But 

- Let’s all be each others’ strength 

- whether you’re 

- Black 

- White 

- LGBTQ+ 

- Christian 

- Atheist 

- Muslim 

- Etc 

- Love yourself 

- Love others 

- Don’t cut 

- Don’t kill 

- Don’t criticize 

- Don’t beg 

- Don’t do drugs 

- Don’t starve yourself 

- Don’t starve others 

We aren’t supposed to do any of that 

- Just keep your strength 

- Keep your faith 

- Don’t change because you were told to 

- Be yourself 

- Sometimes playing a character, isn’t the best thing to do. Have a great day, and don’t stop spreading awareness about things that are happening currently in the world. 

⚠️ this is not my text, that however doesn't mean that I don't agree with every single word said here. out of the experience, it destroys people. Please don't be afraid to ask for help.

Please, I beg you, please don't do it. You are worth it and there are people who love you.⚠️ 

I need everyone to pass this on. 

💗 ✊🏻✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

#messages #true words #black butler grim reapers #people

[brooklynislandgirl]

3. Would you ever fuck someone in exchange for something? Money, business deal, gifts, etc? What’s your price? {Swamp Sharklette}

A Little Light/A Little Dark || Accepting

Immediate knee-jerk reaction is to say no. To be so indignant that there would come the resounding sting of flesh striking flesh at the velocity of a gunshot. Or at the very least and less harmful a drink thrown in a face before she rises like a Tsunami wave and marches out with her dignity intact. Several factors though go a long way from stopping that.

First is that this is not a public venue. It's the formal dining room of their home, where in Beth and Anakin are putting together survival packages for the up-coming hurricane season. Most of the items were gathered donations from the kinds of friends that have no idea what they're actually giving to; people up north that Beth has been immensely popular with even if she never really fit in amongst them. Supplemented by church organisations, local folk, and literally anywhere else that Beth could find help. Even if some of those were at best questionable, and at worst? Evil. Well, from a human stand-point. She was very careful not to take anything from Pentex, or its millions of subsidiaries. She wouldn't accept help, not even in the form of money, from places like O'Tooley's, or Pangloss Cosmetics, or Shenzhen Tianming, no matter what kind of electronics and NOAA weather radios they offered. Whenever he asks about those, she only shakes her head and tells him 'mebbe laddah'. But that later never comes. As if she through ignorance she can keep him safe, though for how long is the question that she likewise puts off. Spread out on every available surface at things like flashlights with extra batteries, whistles to signal for help, personal hygiene items, can openers, nonperishable, water tight food stuffs {canned goods that didn't require heating, and MREs}, potable water, baby formula and diapers, and even books and games for children. All being meticulously sorted into storage containers and backpacks.

The work is surprisingly sweltering and even the central air is having a hard time moving the oppressive wet-blanket heat. No matter how high up and in a bun she pins her hair, no matter how thin the bandeau and sarong she's wearing are, no matter how comfortable the board shorts and no shirt Anakin is wearing, it feels like a shallow layer of sweat covers...everything.

It's that fact that puts a sour look on her face as she reaches up to mop her brow with the inside of one arm and leaves the question lingering between them.

The second reason is... It's rare that his use of that one particular word offends her, she's heard it more times than she can count with a rather shocking frequency growing up and again from her brothers. And there's certain ways that Anakin uses it in certain context that gets under her skin in the worst ways, turning everything in its wake to lava. He uses it to great effect sometimes and it almost has become a playful game between them. But he's not talking about love making, not now, at least. He uses the vulgarity to imply the exact opposite of that. Carnality without emotion; a disconnect from the heart, the soul, the brain that leaves the body an empty shell of a vessel to be filled...or to fill someone else...with the same abject nothingness. She knows the implication hurts him as much as it would her because they are very much alike in regards to physical forms expressing love. And lastly, because while he doesn't often talk about it and she can't bear to really ask because she knows even the slightest facial expression will burrow its way into her and she will rage like one of her changing cousins until nothing is left when he answers truthfully, as he always does. She knows he has been abused. She knows he's been mistreated. She knows that he has, at least before moving into the house, and maybe after...it's not her place to pry... participated in some kind of sex-work. The only difference she treats him with than she would the sex workers back in New York? It's plain to anyone with the ability to see, who possesses a single ounce of empathy, that Beth loves him. And that love is without condition or reservation.

She stretches. Pushes away from the table and pads barefoot toward the kitchen, circumnavigating the fortress they've built up around them with a preternatural grace. A flutter of fingers in the air is all the invitation she offers for him to follow her.

The door of the fridge groans in protest of being opened, sighing before letting a floor of cold air waft over her and for a moment she closes her eyes and takes pleasure at the rush of chill. All too soon though she reaches in and pulls out an icy pitcher of cold water that immediately clouds over from condensation so it looks like a foggy morning with slices of lemon floating near the top, slivers of sunlight. She's half tempted to hold it to her chest until it becomes as tepid as possible. Let Anakin fend for himself with the other pitcher in there, the ubiquitous Sweet Tea that she made by directions left by the housekeeper. Unfortunately, it could pull double-duty as hummingbird nectar.

She sets it down on the counter. Retrieves two glasses and fills one up. The other is left beside the lemon water with the idea that he should hydrate since she isn't getting him into the pool without extreme measures, and she doesn't feel like forcing him to do anything. She lifts the glass to her lips and indelicately gulps down half of the contents before she presses the wet, cold glass to her brow. Her eyes shut the too bright world away. They cut off the pallor of Anakin's slight chest, the way the sheen catches the light in splashes of dampness. Not unlike the occasional bead of sweat that runs like an errant fingertip down her spine. And she's stalled as long as she can in answering him. She doesn't like to keep him waiting, a long enough pause can come across in the worst ways; at best it implies that he is undeserving of an answer, which isn't true in the least, and at worst, whatever she might say would come across as the softest kind of lie, the sin of selective omission.

"Growin' up...I t'ink I was near enough fifteen or sixteen... before I really had any curiosity about sex, an' you know dat already, so not shockin' dere. Dat curiosity nevah bloomed beyond a lil self-exploration before it was disregard as...mos'ly unimportant t' me. Of course, nevah gonna lie an' say dere was no ah..." She searches for the right word, the right explanation and comes up with exactly none.

"Experimentation wi' a receptive partner, but even dat result same-same f' me as on my own. I t'ink it no was a matter of attraction, oddah person was one of da few times I did feel da kine. Uhm...desirous...for lack of mo' beddah word. Now, ovah da years I been on da fringes of various covens wi' da Verbena. Small an' big an' in between...an' as ya know... Beltane one of our most sacred rites. An' I keep meanin' t' take ya proper, an' introduce ya...but..." But? ...But there's a part of her that is neither properly territorial or jealous but that IS adamant about taking Anakin before a gathering of priestesses and druids, of bards and fairly mediocre witches. The Verbena are a myriad of theologies and philosophies banded together to uphold their paradigm. They hold the Seat of Life on the Council of Nine, and have since the Council was formed, before the betrayal of the first Cabal. They are her friends, her peers, her sisters and brothers in a hanai sort of way. But she doesn't want to share him, not yet. Maybe once she's taught him a little more, maybe once she's sure he can survive the pit of flesh, politics, and chaos that mage gatherings can be.

"Not jus' yet. You might catch chill." She half laughs at her own little joke but it dies out almost before it ever stood a chance of surviving.

"I was offer da chance t' play da Maiden aspect of da Goddess in da Great Rite, an' still get aks ow and again. An' it nevah appeal to me even wine-soaked an' head stuffed wi' sacred incense. I nevah go out into da fields or under da trees eiddah, for more intimate an' less ritual...couplin'. I know fertility rites are important but not enough. Even if we could bring back magick like it was durin' da Mythic age....I still no would." While it might not mean anything to anyone else, Beth's belief in being a guardian of the mythic threads, a branch of the World Tree, she cannot imagine giving a part of herself for it.

"Money? I got dat...an' of alla da kine dat make me real angry? Is when women are led t' believe da only way dey got of improvin' deir situation is by allowin' someone f' slide between deir leg, an' I hate t' put it so cruelly. If a woman wanna do dat of her own accord...dat's one kine, but to be seen as only chattel, as only an object...an' not really jus' women, but anyone, regardless of how dey identify. "Business is usually about avarice...about acquirin' money, or power, or any number of stuff...an' it's all same-same. A gi nevah come wi' a price. Anyone who tell ya oddahwise...lyin' to ya. I give da kine to ya because I know ya need. I know ya nevah aks f' it. I know it makes us bot' choke happy. I would nevah aks ya for any kine in return, nevah expect it...not'ing li'dat. It's not my way. It's not livin' pono, an' I nevah would corrupt eiddah one in dat way." She pauses, finishes the glass, then starts pouring herself another. "F'I were force t' choose a price? I would only give myself for one kine, an' as stupid an' cheesy it might sound? It would be for love. An' love nevah ask f' any kine but to be and to grow. No maddah who or what is bein' loved."

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