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hischierswhore · 10 months

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i can see you

Pairing: Lando Norris x Assistant!Reader

TW: suggestive content

A/N: this is based on my favorite song from Speak Now (Taylor’s Version) so in honor of that, here’s my first Lando fic 🧡

ALSO CONGRATS TO LANDO ON P2 TODAY AT THE BRITISH GP. SO PROUD

also i highly recommend listening to the song as you read for the full experience

You were leaning against a wall in the hallway of McLaren Headquarters, waiting for Lando to come out of his meeting with Zak Brown. You were his assistant & lifelong best friend, hired as the former just after he signed with McLaren all those years ago.

You were there when times got tough and in the happiest moments of his life. After spending so much time with him, you’d gotten comfortable with his presence, maybe a little bit too comfortable.

You’d always known that Lando was handsome, everyone and their mother knew it. Over time you had developed a small crush on him, and by some miracle, you were able to push those feelings aside out of respect for both your job & his, but not for long.

Recently, those feelings became more powerful. More overwhelming. They were so strong that you often felt butterflies in the pit of your stomach while you were with him.

And not the cute & dainty butterfly-like feeling. More along the lines of… you wanted him, and you wanted him bad.

You were pulled from thoughts as you heard a door open. Your head turned in the direction of the sound and you saw Lando exiting the conference room. God, he looked so good. You watched as he brushed past you, a small smile on his face as his eyes met yours.

That damn smile of his nearly melted you at the sight. The look he gave you confirmed the rumors that had been circulating. Rumor was that Lando had a crush on you, but never acted on it because of both your & his jobs, and he didn’t want to get either of you in trouble.

Just after he had passed you, you heard him mutter something and turn back to you. He grabbed your hand and dragged you down the hall to the nearest empty office.

Once inside, he locked the door and pushed you against the wall. He placed both hands on the sides of your face and pulled you in for a deep & passionate kiss.

His lips remained on yours while he removed his hands from your face to take his coat off. He threw it aimlessly on the floor, not caring if it got dirty. You were more important.

“Y/n” He moaned against your lips before pulling away to look you in the eyes.

“I want this. I want you, Lando” You whispered before pressing your lips back onto his. You felt his hands on your shoulders, gently tugging at the strap of your bra that was ever-so-slightly visible through your top.

Then you felt sudden tapping on your shoulder.

“Y/n”

You immediately came back to reality. You were back in the hallway, leaning against the wall like you were before

“You okay? You were kind of in Lala Land for a second” He giggled and you swore your heart nearly popped out of your chest.

“Please don’t tell me I said any of that out loud” You said, noticing his hand was still resting on your shoulder. Your cheeks began to burn and you never wanted to curl up and hide more in your life.

“It depends… what were you talking about?” He pulled his hand away from your shoulder, his face now turning a deeper shade of red than Rudolph’s nose.

“Nothing, just… daydreaming” You presented a fake smile and he looked at you suspiciously.

“I don’t believe you, but let’s go. We’ve got to get ready for the Grid Dinner” He held his arm out for you to lace yours through, which you graciously accepted and walked out of the building to his McLaren Senna.

~ a few hours later ~

You were finishing up your hair when you heard a knock at your front door. You spritzed the last of your hairspray before setting the can down and running across your flat to get to the door.

Upon opening the door, you were met with Lando in a suit, someone you’d seen a few times within your life, but seeing him in a suit now felt different.

You tried hard to keep any & all ideas of what you’d like to do with him in the back of your mind. His jaw dropped at the sight of you, dressed in a beautiful black gown, perfect for the theme of the dinner tonight. He was at a loss for words.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer” You teased and you noticed how Lando turned a light shade of pink at your words.

“I… uhm… You look stunning, love” He finally managed to get out.

“Thank you, Lan. You don’t look too bad yourself”

“Shall we get going?” He asked as he held his hand out for you, his gentlemanly way of guiding you to his car. You obviously took his hand and you were on your way.

The car ride was rather silent. A thick tension filled the air, a very thick sexual tension that had not been acknowledged by either parties, despite yours in the back of your mind.

Upon arriving at the dinner, you and Lando were escorted to a private dining area, reserved for rather large gatherings such as the Grid Dinner.

You saw Kika talking to Carmen and immediately made your way to talk to them while Lando spoke to the rest of his mates.

“You look beautiful, Y/n” Carmen gasped as she brought you in for a hug.

“You might actually be the best dressed here” Kika added.

“Girls stopppp. Have you seen yourselves? You’re both literal perfection” You always blushed at compliments, but Kika’s next words turned you from pink to red… tomato red.

“Lando’s one lucky man”

“Oh me & Lando aren’t-” You tried to add but we’re cut off

“Don’t even start. We all see that there’s something there. Maybe not officially, but there’s definitely a connection between the two of you”

“Oh what’s that, Oscar? You need help with your tie? On my way!” You exclaimed as you held a half to your ear, pretending to be mid-conversation with Oscar as a way to excuse yourself from the conversation Kika & Carmen were about to have with you.

~ later on ~

You had gotten to your designated seat as you waited for the dinner to commence. Lando was say next to you, with Carlos, Charles, Pierre, Kika, George & Carmen sat around the rest of the table.

You all indulged in conversation when you felt a hand on your thigh. You looked down to see Lando’s hand rested there. Your gaze followed up to his face, seeing him in the middle of a slightly heated discussion with Carlos about the pronunciation of Mariah Carey.

You looked back down at his hand as saw that he was holding a small piece of paper in his palm. You grabbed it from him and slowly opened it underneath the table.

“Meet me near the bathrooms in 10

- LN”

You folded the note back up and put it in your small clutch.

Ten minutes later, you excused yourself from the table and went to the bathroom. You waited there for approximately 5 minutes before Lando finally came over.

“Sorry for being a bit late, love. Had to come up with an excuse to come back here” He was slightly out of breath from practically running back here to meet with you.

“What was the note for?” You asked as you attempted to keep your balance. The heels you had chosen were not made for standing for extended amounts of time.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, completely ignoring your question. You nodded and just as you opened your mouth to speak, Lando pressed his lips to yours, one hand holding your face and the other on your hip.

He was able to gently kick the bathroom door open and guided you inside. He pulled away to lock the door, and just as he turned back around, you smashed your lips onto his, reciprocating his sudden action from earlier.

You’d wanted this for so long, and you were finally getting it. But how could you be so sure that it was real? You thought it was real earlier, but it wasn’t; it was all in your head.

“Lando wait” You pulled yourself off of him, a look of confusion on his face.

“I’m not just imagining this, right?”

“No, Y/n, this is very real. I heard what you said back the headquarters when you were daydreaming. Now tell me, what were you thinking about?”

“You…”

“I’m gonna need more than that, love”

“Us hiding in an empty room while we kiss…”

“Do you think about that often?” He asked, his voice more serious than you’d ever heard it before.

“You won't believe half the things I see inside my head that involve you & I. Wait 'til you see half the things that haven’t happened… yet”

“I’m making it my personal goal to make your dreams a reality” He muttered as he pulls you back in for another kiss.

“Then let’s start now”

“Not now, love. I want to take my time with you”

“if you only knew, that I can see you”

for all the delusion people (me)

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faux-ecrivain · 4 months

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Yan Crossdresser Headcannons

(First time doing headcannons, wish me luck!)

(Enjoy!)

Initially he was surprised to hear you ask him out, so surprised he couldn’t formalité a single sentence.

Of course, you considered that a rejection and started to walk away, which snapped Crossdresser out of his daze and he yanked you back to him.

He managed to stutter a response, a shy confirmation, and then you two set a date.

Now, the whole week he was preparing himself for this date, he went to the spa, got his nails done and then spent a few days picking out his outfit.

You said it was a simple coffee date, so he should try to go for something simple, effortless, yet cute and eye catching.

he spent the night before the date going through a full body skin care routine (that took forever).

Hours before the date he began to get ready, at first he was going to wear a cute creme dress (it fell just below his knees and he looked so cute)

But then he began to second guess himself and he didn’t quite like how to dress hugged his figure (he worried about his weight and he worried that you would find out the truth)

So, he chose to go with a nice purple dress, but he didn’t like how short it was and couldn’t find shoes to match it.

Eventually he decided to just call you and ask what you were going to be wearing. You told him (a dark blue sweater vest, a white blouse, black fitted trousers and heeled dress shoes) and he decided to match you.

He put on a blue sweater vest that had black checker patterns, a white blouse with flower patterns (his favorite and only white long sleeved shirt), a short black skirt with white stockings (also with flowers) and blue heels.

He then went through the process of putting on his makeup, he choose to go with a somewhat subtle look that has blue sprinkled in it. (Makeup is not my forte, so apologies if it isn’t correct)

He choose to go with a liquid concealer, blended it in, added blush and then highlighted his cheek bones.

He went with a dark red lipstick, then choose a light blue for the eyeshadow.

He went with a black eyeliner on his upper lashes and used a white on his lower eye lids. (You know, to give him a innocent eye look, hopefully I got that right)

Then he sprayed his makeup with a setting spray (I’m pretty sure that exists) and took a photo of his look.

He felt quite proud of his look and even did a little victory dance!

He brushed his hair and then pinned it back with some hair clips. (He thought he looked so cute!)

He picked a few accessories, a black beret (the French kind), a blue flower necklace, white flower earrings (the kind that dangle and jingle), a few silver rings (not too many) and a blue bag.

He double checked his outfit in the mirror and then told you he was ready to be picked up.

You arrived just a few moments later (as he doesn’t live very far from you) and greeted him with a kiss on his cheek. (He giggled and embraces you in a tight hug, you had to practically drag him out of your arms)

You complimented him, telling him that he looked amazing and that he was gorgeous. (His face flushes such a bright red, you would think he was Rudolph!)

You lead him to your car, helped him get in (how polite of you!) and then got in the car yourself.

During the whole drive he couldn’t help but stare at you and he always had one hand on some part of your body.

(Well, that’s all for now. Uhm, I don’t know how to do headcannons, so I tried my best and hopefully you like it! This headcannon is for Anon Number 3, but everyone can read it.)

(MADE MONDAY, DECEMBER 18, 2023)

#yandere oc #yandere crossdresser x reader #yandere x reader #enjoy this short headcannon!#my writing #anon number 3

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nottapossum · 2 months

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Part two for stuffies?

My favorite stuffy is a Dalmatian named Rudolph

Part 1

Okaaaaaay yesss! That sounds adorable!!! Oh my goodnesss!! Dalmatians are so cute!!! 🐕

I had a dalmatian named Spot. (Ik so clever lol).

Part 2!

Here we gooo!!

We ofc! Know that Blitzø's favorite plushie is his yellow horse Stolas bought him.

It has no official name because he keeps renaming it. He uses this specific plushie to express himself when it's hard to.

⚙️Pentious's favorite plushie is this cinnamoroll plushie. (The next chapter will explain how he got it and why he loves it so much. ((CHAPTER 6))) )

✨️Lucifer's favorite plushie is Puddles the duck!

(Fun fact, we had this plushie. He was one of my favorites, and my mom bought it for me again years later...so I think I still have the second one somewhere)

Puddles was a gift from Beelzebub. She said she saw it and thought of him.

Striker's favorite plushie is his snake! (Named silver)

A gift from Stella 💖

Stella's favorite plushie is this little monster named Huggles. If asked, she won't admit it though..

When no one is around she'll hug him and tell him all her secrets.

He was a gift from Andrealphus.

🦌Alastor's favorite plushie is this small deer Rosie gave him.

When Rosie asked what its name was, Alastor couldn't think of anything.

So Rosie named it Bambi.

He didn't understand the the reference, but he liked the name.

Clara's favorite plushie is her Bunny! Named Zela.

St Peter's favorite plushie is this little bear he named "Goodi bear." He walks around with it all the time.

Cherri's favorite plushie is this sea slug named Softie

She loves stuffed animals :)

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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I just read your best friends brother Steve Harrington and just wanted to say: brother’s best friend Steve Harrington. Love love the trope of having a crush on your brothers friends and it just fits so well with Steve

this !! this is golden :') i will admit, they're both lovesick for each other here, but i couldn't resist that :3

"Seriously?" Steve scoffs, grabbing the back of Dustin's shirt so that the boy doesn't face-plant onto the sidewalk, "You don't have to run, y'know. The store'll still be there if you walk like a normal person."

"I'm just excited to see my sister," Dustin defends, brushing Steve's hand off of the back of his collar, "And I'm not a baby, you don't need to hold my hand while we cross the street."

"Well maybe if you didn't trip over your own feet every ten seconds, I wouldn't have to!" Steve flicks the back of his head, rolling his eyes at Dustin's exaggerated ow!

They finally reach the doors to the convenience store, the smell of gasoline burning the air. It makes Steve's nose itch, and while Dustin yanks the door open eagerly to rush inside, Steve rubs at it incessantly. He knows it stains his skin red with irritation, and feels a little bit like rudolph when he finally crosses the threshold into the store.

"Dustin!" He hears a voice from behind the counter to his left, his eyes widening as it fills his ears. It's passionate, clearly affectionate towards his friend, and it's accompanied by the blur of a blue shirt, black pants on your hips as you launch yourself over the counter.

"Hi," Dustin gushes as you nearly tackle him, wrapping him up in a bear hug so tight his cheeks squish against your uniform, "We came to visit you!"

At the word we, your head snaps to the side, finding Steve very frozen and very red. Your grin doesn't falter a bit, your eyes lighting up even more, if possible, "Oh, you're Steve, right?"

Steve isn't sure where you've heard his name before, but he hopes it wasn't around school from his King Steve era. He shudders at the thought that your impression of him might be just that, and decides to remedy it as best as possible.

"Yeah, that's me." He grins sweetly at you, leaning back on the door casually, though forgetting it swings open to the outside. He stumbles backwards when he puts his weight against it, the door moving with him to nearly land him flat on his ass. He catches himself, though not without embarrassing himself first, and straightens up while you giggle.

Dustin seems less amused, "And you call me the clumsy one?"

"Shut up," Steve grumbles, avoiding your eyes as you study him, hiding in the puffy comfort his vest offers, "Do you want a slurpee or not, Dustin?"

"Oh yeah!" Dustin rushes over to the slurpee machine, grabbing the biggest cup available and beginning to layer in flavor after flavor of frozen treat, "Are you getting one too, Steve?"

Steve wrinkles his nose at Dustin's choice of pineapple on coke on blue raspberry, "No, I think your tankard is gonna cost me everything I've got."

"Don't worry about it," You wave him off, leaning back against the counter that (thankfully) doesn't move with you, "It's on the house! You're welcome to grab one, if you'd like."

You move towards the slurpee machine yourself, choosing one singular flavor, that just so happens to be Steve's favorite: cherry.

"Good choice." He compliments you, reaching for a smaller cup, "That's my favorite."

"Mine too," You hum, "So why get blue raspberry?"

Steve is far too polite to admit just yet that he filled his cup with the blue slushy so that, by some god-given miracle, if you kissed, he'd be stained purple as a reminder. He just shrugs instead, "'Dunno, felt like something different today."

You study him with a soft, confused smile, your head cocked to the side. He doesn't know what to make of it, though he feels his stomach twist pleasantly at the look in your eyes, his smile growing.

It takes your brother, as discerning as always, approximately two seconds to figure out what's going on, nearly spitting out a mouthful of his gut-churning drink, "No way! Off limits," He glares menacingly at Steve, though the boy is anything but, "You're not becoming my brother-in-law."

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ryukang1995 · 6 months

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I was bored, so I did a movie cast meme featuring characters present within my AU based on the 2021 Mortal Kombat movie.

The cast: - The hero - Liu Kang (Ludi Lin)

- The hero's love interest - Sonya Blade (Jessica McNamee)

- The sidekick - Kung Lao (Max Huang)

- The sidekick's friend - Cole Young (Lewis Tan)

- The sidekick's second friend - Jax (Mehcad Brooks)

- The sidekick's love interest - Li Mei (no actress yet)

- The redeemer - Kuai Liang/Sub-Zero (Yoshi Sudarso)

- The redeemer's friend - Hanzo Hasashi/Scorpion (Hiroyuki Sanada)

- The redeemer's love interest - Kitana (Adeline Rudolph)

- The hero's parents - Lee Kang and Lin Kang

- The hero's best friend - same as the sidekick

- The hero's superior - Raiden (Tadanobu Asano)

- The traitor - Kano (Josh Lawson)

- The traitor's friend - Kabal

- The traitor's second friend - nobody else (I can't really see anyone else befriending Kano)

- The one who dies first - Johnny Cage (Karl Urban)

- The villain - Shang Tsung (Chin Han)

- The villain's bodyguard - Goro

- The villain's henchmen - Bi Han/Noob Saibot (Joe Taslim), Mileena (Sisi Stringer), Syzoth/Reptile, and Reiko (Nathan Jones)

- The villain's love interest - Nitara (Mel Jarnson)

Author's notes:

- While Karl Urban is playing Johnny Cage in the upcoming sequel, I used the image of Simpy Cage aka his counterpart from the Legends animated movies. I'm not too excited for the sequel, one of the reasons why is because of a huge emphasis on Johnny Cage and what his role will be over arguably more important things like whether or not Liu Kang will be the hero and defeat Shang Tsung.

- Jade, Shao Kahn, Sindel, Quan Chi, Baraka and Jerrod have been cast for the upcoming sequel, but I did leave them out of this meme since I had nowhere to include them. I could have easily cast Jade as Kung Lao's love interest, and it's great if you ship them, though I kinda ship him with Li Mei more.

- The images for Li Mei and Reiko are from New MK1 since Li Mei is not in the film universe yet (and whether or not she will be depends on whether or not the film franchise keeps going), and the way Reiko was depicted in MK 2021 was really lame.

- Yoshi Sudarso isn't confirmed to be Kuai Liang/Sub-Zero in the sequel (at least, as far as I'm aware), but he is quite a fan favorite choice to play the character if he ever does appear in the film universe.

That's all for now.

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oneforthemunny · 6 months

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what is each eddie's favorite christmas movie? also what's yours girl?!

my favorite is eloise at christmastime bc she is me and i am her and we are one. it's oddly comforting to me lol but i also love a year without a santa claus bc i love the claymations and it's so fun.

modern!eddie's is not shocking but it's the nightmare before christmas lol. it's the same as the halloween. he just loves jack skellington.

older!eddie loves national lampoon's christmas vacation. he thinks it's fuckin' hilarious and loves it.

mafia!eddie likes rudolph the red nosed reindeer because it's nostalgic and easy to watch. he's not a big christmas fan, makes him a little emo tbh, but he'll watch that one and it's a happy movie.

rockstar!eddie likes the grinch with jim carrey. was drug to see it with the girls and then was like wait a second this is funny??? he'll tolerate that one.

janitor!eddie loves santa claus is coming to town. the old school one from the fifties/sixties. he likes the teacher in it, had a little crush on her, and likes when she sings the song and it's all trippy lol.

cowboy!eddie is one of those guys that swears die hard is a christmas movie and that it's the best christmas movie.

bouncer!eddie loves home alone. loves to get high and watch it bc he thinks it's funny.

dom!eddie does not like christmas, but he will tolerate the muppet's christmas carol out of all things bc he thinks it's like making fun of the christmas carol- makes it bearable to him idk.

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hellfirebarnes · 1 year

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102

I've been listening to the song 102 for like three days now and threw this together. Feel free to correct any mistakes, it has not been proofread. Not sure if I like yet, but oh well.

There's one use of y/n; I'm sorry.

I like the way that your face looks when I'm arguing with you.

Bucky wasn't a man of many words and hadn't been for a long time. But that was soon about to change when he found himself in your bar after a failed mission. It started with a cheerful greeting from you and some groaning from him. You gave him a Heineken, and then nearly an hour passed before you attempted to approach him again.

''My name is Y/N. You know, if you need anything,'' you said with a glimmer in your eyes. One that almost drew a smile from him. Almost.

''James.'' You only gave him a nod before turning to get busy with other customers, but his words halted you. ''No, wait!'' He blushed when you looked at him with a chuckle. ''Call me Bucky.''

You hummed and tapped your lips as if you were thinking. ''No, I don't think I will.'' He was visibly shocked by your words, and it made you smirk. ''You'll have to earn that nickname from me.''

A single wink from you was all it took for a smile to replace the frown on his face. And suddenly, the mission didn't feel like such a big deal.

Around twenty minutes later, you returned to him and leaned against the bar with a smile. ''Can I get you anything else, James?''

He rolled his eyes, catching himself off guard with it. ''Bucky would like another beer, please.''

You stood up straight and sighed dramatically with a shrug. ''Sorry, I don't know any Bucky around here.'' As you spoke, you placed another bottle in front of him. ''However, handsome guys like you, James, can get one on the house.''

There was no point hiding his furious blushing; he knew you had seen it the second a bubbling laugh escaped you. And instead, he laughed along with you. ''Why are you messing with me, doll?'' he asked with sudden confidence that felt foreign to him. But the blush creeping up your neck spurred him on.

You shrugged and leaned against the bar again so your faces got closer. ''I like the way that your face looks when I'm arguing with you.''

He scoffed through the chuckles. ''Is this you trying to pick a fight with me, peaches?''

''Nah.'' You looked down at his lips for a second before locking eyes with him again. ''It is, however, me trying to flirt with you.''

Bucky stayed until closing that night. And as the clock hit 1:02 AM, he gave you a final goodbye before heading out the door.

When I knock at a hundred and two

And I see your pajamas

I can't stop smiling at you

Was it creepy? No. Yes. Probably. Okay, yes. It was creepy. He should turn back and act like it never happened. He knew this. So why were his feet still carrying him toward the address at a not-so-casual speed? And it didn't seem to matter how many times he told himself to go home and not be a creep. Because suddenly he found himself knocking on the door with your name. A quick look at his watch and the nerves got three times worse.

1:02 AM.

There was shuffling behind the door, and then there you were. Your hair was a complete mess, and your nose was red like Rudolph's. But what caught Bucky's eye was what you were wearing.

You stood momentarily and wondered if he was staring at your boobs before it dawned on you. Not expecting visitors and barely having clean clothes left, you had put on the Captain America pajamas your mom gifted you last Christmas. And you had never blushed so hard in your entire life. But Bucky couldn't seem to stop smiling at you.

''James, what uh, what are you doing here?'' you asked and crossed your arms in an attempt to hide some of it.

Now it was Bucky's turn to blush as he held up a brown paper bag from your favorite restaurant. ''I heard you were sick, so I got you soup from that place you talked about last week.''

You were dumbfounded for a moment. No one had ever done anything like this before. And you had so many questions. Like, how did he remember the name of the restaurant? Had he also remembered where you lived? Or had he asked someone? What type of super-memory did he possess?

''How did you know?''

''Well, it's Thursday, and you weren't there, so I asked the guy working instead of you.''

I've been pouring my heart out toward your optimistic grin.

Bucky was nervous. Crazy nervous. He knew you would have told him if you couldn't make it. You would, wouldn't you? But as the clock kept ticking and there still wasn't any sign of you, he started doubting himself more than anything. It may have been stupid to think you would even want to attend one of Tony's parties with him. Who would want to enter a room full of superheroes with The Winter Soldier? Not someone as precious as you. He was becoming sure of it. Foolish to dress up, thinking you would show up.

But then he heard Sam calling his name, and without looking, he knew he had a shit-eating grin on his face. Expecting to be made fun of for talking about a girl who didn't even show up all week, he turned around with a loud groan. And the frown he had been sporting for the last half-hour was wiped from his face in a second.

Walking next to Sam was you, dressed in a knee-length black silk dress and your hair falling over your shoulders in messy curls. You had a wide grin as you listened to something he was saying, but your eyes were glued on Bucky the second you saw him.

And much to Bucky's surprise, Sam backed off and left the two of you alone. He tried to come up with something good to say, but you had thrown your arms around his neck in a tight embrace before he could. One he was more than happy to return.

''I am SO sorry for being late! The dress I was planning to wear ripped, so I had to borrow this from my sister.''

He shook his head. ''No, it's fine. I honestly thought you weren't coming at all.'' A nervous chuckle. ''But I'm glad you did.''

As the night went on, the two of you mainly kept to yourselves, but he introduced you to those most important to him. And at one point, Sam was pestering the two of you, but you handled it without any issues and made him leave surprisingly fast. Bucky added that to the mental list of things he liked about you, a list that was getting too long for him to remember.

Suddenly it was 1:02 AM, and he was sitting on a couch in the corner, completely pouring his heart out to you. It's not like he could blame it on being drunk, but you didn't know, and he was just hoping you didn't mind his seemingly endless rambling about anything that came to mind.

Your soft look and grin assured him you didn't but enjoyed hearing him open up.

I like the way that your face looks when you're yapping on about him.

To Bucky, it came out of nowhere. But you were so excited when you told him, and he couldn't bring himself to ask the questions burning in his mind. Maybe he had read things wrong. Or perhaps he had been too slow, and you had moved on to the next guy. Someone brave enough to make an actual move and ask you out. Not just invite you to things and hope for the best.

''Oh, James, you're gonna love him!'' You beamed. He couldn't recall ever seeing you this... happy.

He just forced a smile and nodded. Of course, he would like anything that made you happy. But love? Now that might be a bit much. How could he love someone in any sense when that someone had snatched away his sunshine?

Bucky hadn't realized you stopped talking before you poked his nose and laughed at how startled he got. ''Sorry, what was that?'' he asked, awkwardly clearing his throat. A quick look at his phone that read 1:02 AM before turning back to you.

You laughed at him. ''You were staring. Is everything okay?'' Reading him like an open book, as always.

''Oh yeah, I just...'' he trailed off, wondering what he could possibly say without lying to your face. ''I like the way that your face looks when you're yapping on about him.'' And it was true, and love looked mesmerizing on you.

''Shut up!'' You slapped his arm with a laugh. ''I was not yapping!''

But on this shirt, I found your smell

I just sat there for ages contemplating what to do with myself

You're not here, is everything okay?

James?

I will report you missing!

Are you really ditching me? On our Thursday? Rude.

Call me.

Bucky dragged his hand through his hair as he read your texts. A frustrated groan rumbled through the room as he fell back on the bed. But barely a minute later, he shot up and grabbed the shirt thrown onto his dresser. He couldn't break tradition. Thursdays are your days.

And hadn't it been for the smell of your perfume on the shirt he pulled on, he probably would've been out the door by now. But it caught him off guard, and he again fell back onto the bed. He put his arms around himself and inhaled the lingering scent of you. What the hell was he supposed to do?

Your shift would end in ten minutes, and he had promised to arrive at least an hour before. It may not matter; he wouldn't make it on time anyway. And would you really care? This just meant you could hang out with your boyfriend instead. Surely it would be a pleasant surprise. He should have texted you, though.

All thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of his phone. And the screen was lit up by your grinning face. A picture he had taken of you during Tony's party. 1:02 AM. His thumb hovered over the screen before finally pressing green.

''Hello?'' he answered calmly.

''I thought you were dead!'' you practically yelled at him from the other end. ''I closed up early, and now I'm outside.''

Bucky shot up from the bed. ''What?''

''I'm outside and don't know the stupid code to get into your stupid little superhero tower. Can you let me in?''

He wanted to question what the hell you were doing there, why you had come looking for him. But he just mumbled a ''hold on'' and rushed out of his room. Within the minute, he was face to face with you and rushing to put away the phone.

''Listen, I'm sorry-'' He stopped himself when you threw yourself at him in a tight embrace. His arms went around your waist and held you even closer. And when you pulled away, he received a slap to the chest, but his hands stayed on you. ''What was that for?''

''I thought you were dead, Bucky! Don't ever do that to me again.''

A grin grew on his face, and he pulled you closer by the waist again. ''You called me Bucky.''

''Yeah, but don't think for a moment that you deserve it.'' You scoffed and pushed past him inside the tower. ''I'm sleeping in your bed and stealing all the covers.''

He led you to his room, and all he could think about was how your smell would be all over and not just on his shirt. What was he going to do with himself?

I called you up at a hundred and two

We just sat there for ages

Talking about that boy, what was getting on to you

Bucky didn't want to know about your weekend in London with your boyfriend. But he wanted to hear your voice. And so he called you. at 1:02 AM. And he thought about when he went to your apartment with soup, and maybe this was your time of the day.

You dove into it and told him all about what you had been doing—everything from the hotel to the restaurants and bars. At one point, you even described to him the ''nicest toilet you've ever seen''. But then it came. The words that shattered his heart.

''I think I'm falling in love with him, Buck.''

And although the tears pooled in his eyes, he asked you to tell him more about the boyfriend. Which you happily did. And he even laughed along when you told him a funny story. But he knew this night marked the begging of the end of your friendship.

At least he would still have 102.

#bucky x you #bucky fluff #bucky #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky x female reader #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #james barnes #bucky fanfic #bucky oneshot #buckyfanfiction #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes angst

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bingoboingobongo · 1 year

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task force 141 + christmas sweaters

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

Warnings: none

A/N: sorry for the shorter post, there's a lot going on in my life so there's a chance i'll miss a few days. i made an update post which you can read here. thank you to everyone who continues to support me despite it

simon "ghost" riley:

easy answer for ghost

he doesn't wear one

the most you'll get out of him is a dark green sweater with some white designs on it but even that's asking for a lot

in his opinion he sees no point to the tradition and he thinks the sweaters are uncomfortable anyways

he absolutely refuses to wear anything that has any sort of lights or knick knacks sewn on to it

sorta a grinch when it comes to christmas sweaters ngl

john "soap" mactavish

soap loves wearing ugly christmas sweaters

every year he tries to buy the most obnoxious one he can find

i'm talking lights, tinsel, ornaments, the whole shebang

one time he even found one that said random christmas phrases whenever you moved

everyone was fighting the urge to slap him by the end of the night

he'll also wear them for as long as possible

so he has like twenty in his closet and he'll wear a different one each day

he never repeats though so he only starts like twenty days before christmas

so technically he would have started on 12/5 but whatever

kyle "gaz" garrick:

kyle's a fan of ugly christmas sweaters but he doesn't really go for the obnoxious ones like soap

also he only has one that he wears

he made it with his family last time he was able to spend christmas with them

they had a whole day dedicated to it and everything

it's one of gaz's favorite traditions

he even brought it to the 141 for them to do

it was actually a big hit

his sweater is usually more toned down

but it has his name on it and is custom designed so it makes it more special

john price:

price actually really enjoys wearing ugly christmas sweaters

he always does a little dad chuckle whenever he sees what sweater soap is wearing

he has a few sweaters in circulation in his closet

most of them are toned down like gaz's but he has like one pretty exorbitant one

one thing about price tho is that he won't let you guys wear the sweaters to training if they have anything attached to it

but if it's something like ghost's where it's just patterns then your fine

alejandro vargas

tbh i don't really see alejandro as the kind of guy to wear ugly christmas sweaters

he might wear normal christmas sweaters but not ugly ones

idk it's not like he's being a grinch about it or anything

but i just don't think it was something he grew up with

so he doesn't really see the point of doing it as an adult

he'll always make one with gaz and the rest of the team tho

and he'll wear it for like that night and then never again

but he always has fond memories of it

rodolfo "rudy" parra:

alright it shouldn't surprise anyone that rudy loves christmas sweaters

he tends to opt for the cute ones rather than the obnoxious ones tho

so he doesn't really like having things attached to his sweaters

he likes cute designs and prints

he also goes hard during gaz's sweater making days

like he will make a bunch of matching sweaters for everyone

he also has a lot of sweaters

but unlike soap he starts off the month super duper lowkey

to the point where you really don't realize he's been wearing christmas sweaters until like the second week of december

bc that's when he starts wearing prints of like christmas trees or rudolph

and yes he has a special connection to rudolph because of the name

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bedtimestoriesforbrokengirls · 4 months

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Someone get ready to comfort the MAGA fucks: turns out Rankin/Bass’s The Year Without a Santa Claus (1974) was —and I believe this is the technical term— woke as fuck.

I mean, they made a Christmas movie where Santa is a narcisstic, entitled old white man whose petty self-indulgence wreaks havoc on a world toward which he is alternately indifferent and resentful. A movie where the plucky, adventurous, overconfident hero isn’t just a girl, but Mrs. Claus herself. A movie where the primary antagonists are avatars of male toxicity who turn out to be using random violence and cruelty to avoid dealing with their mommy issues.

Clearly, the mind-virus has been circulating for decades.

(For the record, Heat Miser scared the shit out of me when I was five.)

I just love this shit. The girls and I are watching it right now, and I still find my toe tapping when the songs come on. I know most people are all about Rudolph, and I’m gonna say that Santa Claus Is Coming To Town is still my favorite of the Rankin/Bass movies, but TYWASC is a close second.

#broken girl film academy #blog-bgfa

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indigo-corvus · 4 months

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Banana Splits Christmas Headcanons, GO! Spew em’ out! Even if it’s the eve of christmas- but oh well- I’ll reblog your respose with my silly ol’ headcanons in return in the tags.

*CRACKS KNUCKLES* Here we go!

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️

- The Splits always decorate the clubhouse a day or two after Thanksgiving (depending on how full they are)

-Fleegle, (naturally) takes the lead in decorating, deciding where and when things should be hung.

-Fleegle and Snorky make sure no corner goes undecorated! There's tinsel and garlands everywhere, bows above every window, etc.

-Snorky loves all of the lights, and will sometimes sleep in the main room of the clubhouse to watch them blink as he drifts off to sleep.

-Bingo on the other hand, loves the decorations, but Hates being the one to put them up. He just likes putting the star up on the tree and then marveling at "all his hard work".

-The caroling begins literally the second the star lights up, and doesn't stop until January.

-It's mostly Snorky, Drooper, and Fleegle that do it All Day Every Day, but if he is in the room, Bingo will often be persuaded to join in. Their harmony is amazing, since they're so used to singing/recording together!

-Fleegle likes to read The Night Before Christmas to everyone on the 24th. He sits in the armchair and they all gather 'round.

-Bingo watches The Nightmare Before Christmas every year, even though Fleegle INSISTS it's a Halloween movie only. This "fight" happens Every Year. (It's more like a silly back and forth)

-Snorky goes Full Baking Mode, and pumps out 2 dozen cookies every other day. (He knows that the gang can't resist his famous snickerdoodles and decorated sugar cookies)

- Sometimes the boys help him out with the cookie decorating and turn it into a party! (It's always a good time with the Splits around!)

-Drooper is always extra careful with his tail this time of year! He doesn't want it to be confused for a garland, or to mess up any of the decorations they worked so hard on.

-Bingo makes The Best eggnog ever! (Family recipe!) It's spiced and creamy, and it's always gone the same day he makes it. (Sometimes he adds a little bit of rum to his nog when nobody's looking!)

-Drooper loves the old school Rankin Bass Christmas specials! His favorite is the Rudolph and he likes the Burl Ives snowman.

-Snorky loves hosting ugly Christmas sweater parties! He makes his own sweater every year. :)

-Fleegle is a very practical gift giver! He will gift something he knows will be useful, that is related to the gang's interests. (Paintbrush sets, cameras, etc)

-Snorky is a sentimental gifter! He will give a picture of everyone hanging out in a really pretty frame, a scrapbook, or something else that has a lot of meaning behind it, with a very heartfelt letter of friendship.

-Bingo is a silly gift giver, and will often get gag gifts followed by an actual gift. Snakes in a fake peanut brittle can with a nice quality sweater, 6 individually wrapped copies of Space Jam with a movie that one of them actually wants to see, one soap that smells like buttered popcorn and one that smells like honey or whatever.

-Drooper is all about the music, and will gift an instrument that the other hasn't tried to play yet. (Hard to do, since they are all fabulous musicians and try new instruments all the time!)

-Snorky and Drooper are the gift wrappers. Fleegle and Bingo are just terrible at it lol. Fleegle over complicates the wrapping, and Bingo is a very messy present wrapper lol.

-Every year they leave out a plate of milk and cookies, and every year, Ogre sneaks out and eats them. The gang always thinks it's Santa.

Happy holidays everyone! Happy Yule, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, etc!

May your next year be merry and bright!

#the banana splits #banana splits hc #hannah barbera #this is for all versions of them btw

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nobedofroses · 1 year

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December 4

pairing: Marcus Moreno x reader

warnings: fluff city with a tiny bit of spice at the end, no actual smut tho

words: 1k

a/n: new family! using one of the bonus pics because it was perfect for them!

Last, Full List, Next

🏔🏔🏔

This year was your first Christmas as Missy’s stepmom, and you wanted to make sure that all three of you (including Marcus) felt good about it. This was possibly an impossible task, but you were an ambitious person, and you knew it didn’t have to be perfect to be great.

An idea that you had to make the entire holiday season fun was to start celebrating in little ways throughout the whole month. And since you and Missy shared a love of comfy, cozy things, you decided to create an advent calendar for all three of you (Marcus also loved comfy, cozy things he just never thought to get them for himself) that would start your Christmas season off right.

The first gift was a mug painting kit, so that each of you would have a personalized mug for all your hot drinks that season. Missy had the idea that you should make them for each other, so she made yours, you made Marcus’ and Marcus made hers. You might have gotten a little misty that night when you saw all the love and care Missy so obviously put into painting yours.

The next day included everything needed to make gourmet hot chocolate, to have in your mugs, of course. And there was enough for supplies so that you could have it every day if you wanted. Marcus asked how much all the fancy chocolate had cost and you stuck a piece of one of the chocolate bars in his mouth to quiet him, which Missy agreed was absolutely the right thing to do.

Day three were matching fleece blankets with your initials embroidered in the corners. You used them to watch some of the old claymation Christmas shows to stay warm on the couch. Missy insisted that you sat in the middle between her and Marcus. This was because, “Dad always falls asleep and snores super loud, right in my ear. He’s your husband now, so you should get used to that.”

Today was the fourth day and the start of a series of connected gifts. You had gotten full matching pajama sets for the three of you, but had to break them up into three days because towards the end of the month you had started running out of ideas. Starting from the bottom, today’s gifts were slippers, and you just knew that Missy would love them.

And you were right, “Oh. My. Gosh. Look at them! They’re little Rudolphs, that is so cute!”

She held them up for Marcus to see and he looked on happily, “Oh yeah, their red noses.”

You chuckled at his statement of the obvious and then pulled yours out of the paper gift bag you had been storing your part of the gifts. Marcus and Missy got theirs fully wrapped, but it was a lot of effort to put in for something that you already knew what it was.

When Missy saw that yours were the same, she exclaimed, “Matching! Oh my gosh, perfect!”

“Yes, perfect for my favorite girls. Now I’ll open mine and see what kind of slippers my amazing wife got me—”

“Dad’s are matching too! We’ll have a whole family of Rudolphs!” Missy grinned, already slipping hers on.

Marcus looked at you with slight dismay, “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I thought there was only one Rudolph in the story.”

You laughed and kissed his cheek, “You’re wrong.”

“C’mon Dad, put yours on so we can take a picture!” Missy hurried her father along, which was good because it distracted him from the fact that he was putting reindeer slippers on to be immortalized by her Instagram post.

Missy deftly arranged the three of you so all of the slippers were visible and snapped the picture. Then she flipped her phone’s camera around and took a group selfie with your two smiling faces and Marcus’ playfully grumpy one.

Thirty seconds later, you got the notification that @peacelovemissy had tagged you in a post. The caption read “don’t let @heroicsmorenodad’s face fool you, he loved the slippers as much as I did.” Since you were on her profile, you looked at her other posts and realized that she had been posting what she had gotten every day and either forgetting to tag you or not doing it because all of the other pictures had just had the items. It flooded your heart with warmth to know that she really was enjoying this at least half as much as you were.

Marcus saw your watery eyes and, while Missy was busy replying to some friends’ comments that had already appeared, kissed your forehead and whispered to you, “Don’t cry again, you’ll freak her out.”

That made you laugh and thankfully got rid of your tears.

Soon, dinner was ready and the three of you went about your night, watching another Christmas movie. This time it was the animated Grinch, as per Marcus’ request.

In bed that night, after some goings-on, Marcus was holding you close and telling you how thankful he was to have someone who loved Missy as much as he did.

“You are an incredible mother, step or otherwise, and you are making her feel so loved and special by doing this,” Marcus said softly, pausing for a quick kiss. “But don’t burn yourself out with all of this.”

You smiled, “You’re a bit too late telling me that, babe. It’s all already picked out and bought. I wouldn’t say I’m burnt out. Except for maybe wrapping them, that could do me in if I don’t give myself enough time.”

“Then let me do it, I don’t need to be surprised everyday,” he told you and you hesitated because you wanted it to be fun for him too. “I mean it, if you don’t let me help out, I’ll tell you what I got you for Christmas.”

You gasped loudly, he knew how much you loved surprises and hated spoilers, “You wouldn’t dare.”

��I would,” and he looked so solemn that you believed him. “Do we have a deal?”

You huffed, even though he was actually going to take a good deal of annoyance and stress over perfect wrapping off your hands, “Fine. You can wrap them. On one condition.”

Marcus rolled his eyes fondly, “What’s that?”

Smiling cheekily, you moved from his arms and started kissing his bare chest and then lower down, letting him guess where you were headed, “That you let me say thank you.”

🏔🏔🏔

#let's ignore the obvious pajama pants in this photo #also the fact that it's apparently from kylie lmao #marcus moreno #marcus moreno x reader #stephsdecemberwritingchallenge #snowy fics 22 #nobedofroses

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Seth MacFarlane & Liz Gillies - We Wish You The Merriest

Note: This review was meant to go up before Christmas, but I kind of forgot about it, and I still want to post it, so oh well.

I’m going to be frank for a second — I’ve only truly gotten into Christmas music within the last couple of years. I just never got into it growing up, whether it was the same handful of songs that are popular, and that get replayed each year, or how most Christmas music sounds the same, or has the same message. It gets tired, and even after getting into some Christmas music, I still feel that way. I’ve been real picky with the Christmas music I’ve been listening to, and I’ve found that I really enjoy the jazzier side of Christmas. Albums from Ol’ Blue Eyes himself, Frank Sinatra, as well as Dean “The King Of Cool” Martin, and Ella Fitzgerald are all ones that I’ve come to really get into, but one artist that I’ve talked about before is Seth MacFarlane, and his jazz career. Known as the creator and the main voucf actor (he hasn’t written for the show since 2010, give or take), of a little show called Family Guy, as well as American Dad, and the Ted movies (and the upcoming show), along with lesser known projects, he also has a music career. Inspired by mainly Frank Sinatra, he has released a bunch of albums in this retro jazz and big band style, covering a lot of standards from that era.

He just put out an album last year called Blue Skies, and it was one of my top albums of 2022. I had it at number three, but in retrospect, I should have put it at number one. I absolutely loved that album; it was so fun, upbeat, energetic, and catchy. MacFarlane really nails that style, and he sort of did it again with his newest album, We Wish You The Merriest. This time, though, he doesn’t do it alone — he teams up with Victorious actress, Liz Gillies. He did put out an EP with her a few years ago, during the pandemic, entitled Songs From Home, and it, too, is really fun. Their chemistry is great, Gillies can sing insanely well, and I never realized that until now. They had a couple of Christmas songs on that EP, but they’re different versions than what we got, which I like, because they could have slapped those on and called it a day, but they sound different and better.

I hate to say this, although I really don’t, but I love this album so much, it’s one of my favorites of the year, because it combines a few things — jazz, Seth MacFarlane, and Christmas music. The Christmas aspect could be a novelty for some people, and in a sense, it is, but here’s the thing that elevates this album — the song selection. I recently listened to an interview that both Seth and Liz did on the Zach Sang show, and they talked about how they wanted to put every Christmas song that doesn’t mention “Christ” on the album, and all of these songs are timeless and secular songs that anyone can enjoy. There are a lot of very well known song, such as “A Holly Jolly Christmas,” “Santa Claus Is Coming To Town,” “Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer,” “Frosty The Snowman,” and “Winter Wonderland,” but a few lesser known songs are here, including the title track, “Christmastime All Over The World,” and “That Holiday Feeling.”

Another thing I love here is that Seth MacFarlane dropped a Christmas album back in 2014, entitled Holiday For Swing, and it’s another solid record, but the cool thing is that no songs from that album show up here — except for one. That song is, understandably, “The Christmas Song,” and instead of a solo cut, it’s a duet, which makes it stand out. That album features a few other duets, as well as some more classic Christmas tunes (and some obscure ones), but this one is a bit different, as I think it has more energy. Holiday For Swing has a lot of energy, too, but We Wish You The Merriest is such a blast to listen to. I always have a smile on my face when listening to this record. It always breezes by, too.

I could go into a bit more about how both Gillies and MacFarlane sound, and how their chemistry is great, too, or how the arrangements are done well, but these are mostly songs that people know well. You’ve heard these songs before from various artists of various genres, but maybe not always in a duet form. This album, whether it’s the overall sound, the album art, or their voices (and their playful banter they have on a few tracks) reminds me a lot of albums from the 1950s and 1960s, but in a really good way. Honestly, this is the Christmas album I’ve been playing more than anythjng else, and it’ll surely be on the rotation every year from now on.

#christmas #seth macfarlane #liz gillies #christmas music #holidays #we wish you the merriest #pop #jazz #jazz music

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btsqualityy · 2 years

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This one is a long one i am SORRY

This is set not too long after when Pooks and Ji-ae first met. After their first encounter, she would come by the honey shop often to buy lavender oil for her roommate who used it to help her sleep. Each time she came back, she’d stay longer than the last time, because her and Pooks would talk until one of them would painfully have to leave to get back to work or class. One thursday she strolls in and stops where she sees Pooks stacking boxes of honey behind the counter and shyly waves.

Ji: Hi YoonWoo,

Pooks: Hey Ji-ae, how you doing?

Ji: Good, good. My roommate finally told me to stop buying her lavender oil, because she has enough to open her own store now 😂

Pooks: Oh so you admit that you were just using that as an excuse to come and see me? 😏

Ji: I- no! You’re the one who would always tell me to come back! Anyways, are you coming to the homecoming game tomorrow? Football isn’t really my favorite, but i always go for the hot chocolate at the concession stand, plus my friends practically drag me along too 🤭

Pooks: Ah, sadly no. The school we’re playing against is known to trash the town for their homecoming rituals and i told the grandmas that id stay here to protect the store in case they tried anything,

Ji: Aw, that’s really sweet of you Yoonwoo.. they’re lucky to have you.

Pooks and Jiae smile at each other like 2 lovesick puppies before they say goodbye and break away. The next night, the store is empty and ready to close in the next hour. Pooks looks up when he hears the bell from the front door signaling that he has a guest. Ji-ae walks in with a cup of hot chocolate in both hands and her arms filled with snacks.

Pooks: Ji? What are you doing here?

Ji: We we’re losing the game last time i checked and i couldn’t help think about you being here by yourself with no hot chocolate, so i brought you some, it’s probably cold by now but it’s still good i promise! Oh! I brought snacks too.. i figured we could just hang out until you lock up?

Pooks stares at her for a second and swear his heart skipped a couple of beats, he’s also just realizing how red her nose gets in the cold, and how adorable it is.

Pooks: That’s really nice of you Ji, thank you ☺️ Here, come sit behind the counter with me, i have an extra chair,

Once they get settled behind the counter, Pooks takes his jacket from off of his chair and drapes it over her shoulders.

Ji: Oh, you don’t have to-

Pooks: Your nose is as red as rudolph, im not gonna let you freeze anymore, plus we don’t get our new heater until monday 😂

As time flies by, the two of them can’t seem to stop talking to each other. Making each other laugh, stealing glances at each other, and getting into heated debates on which snacks are better.

Pooks: You know what’s funny? My dad told me that my mom brought their first date to him too, because he was so busy working. She had food and everything because she was determined to spend time with him.

Ji: Wait… you think this is a date??

Pooks: I- I mean- 😳

Ji: Good, because it totally is a date-

That’s all Pooks needs to hear before he leans in for a kiss that she happily agrees to 🥰

I love this 🥹not Ji-ae being determined to spend time with Pooks 🥰and after that date, they’d be inseparable 😭

#adult pooks

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andie-cake · 1 year

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Fuck yeah I do 👀👀👀

the people have spoken! here's more of my nmt fan script ideas!

the first one is "house of a thousand eyes", which i've talked about before and predates wolves bite! by a hot couple of months. but icymi, the gist of the idea is that the crew of a skeezy big brother-esque reality show comes to hatchetfield and auditions a handful of locals for the chance to be on the show. but uh-oh! it's all a trap, and now the contestants can never leave the set! and what's worse, the director is hellbent on causing strife and bloodshed among the prisoners, and does not take kindly to their orders being disobeyed. so it's up to the contestants to work together to find a way to escape their captors, which is easier said than done considering they're always being watched by a thousand eyes. basically, i liked the idea of hatchetfield taking the piss out of reality tv, so i came up with This Thing. it's the darkest of the three ideas i've come up with, but my main concern is that i feel like it'd be way too easy for it to veer into senseless torture porn, and i've made it very clear that i think torture porn is a lousy fit for hatchetfield. also, i have no idea who the contestants are.

second up is "currently untitled renn fair story", which is obviously not the final title, but i am genuinely struggling to come up with one. hatchetfield is holding its first ever renaissance fair, and the citizens are (mostly) ready and willing to give it their all and make this the most damn fine renn fair in the whole midwest! folks are pulling out all the stops with the old-timey aesthetics and mannerisms. they even got a goatherd guy! but not all is well, as one xander lee is sent to investigate a possible temporal distortion within the town that is now rapidly growing in size and intensity. though xander initially plans to put on a "lost time-traveler" act so the over-eager townsfolk don't suspect anything, the act soon becomes real as hatchetfield really has been turned into a renaissance-era town! and the temporally-confused citizens of hatchetfield are none too pleased with xander's snooping around. so it's up to xander and an above-the-influence teenage boy named daniel to find out what's going on, and hopefully revert hatchetfield back to normal. this one's a lot goofier than house of a thousand eyes, but it's still got a grim edge to it. hell, it's the only one i've got an ending idea for so far, and it's pretty bleak (though whether or not that sticks remains to be seen). still, there's a lotta gaffs and goofums involving familiar hf citizens acting all old-timey to be had, my personal favorite being a gag about emma and ziggs selling edibles under the guise of it being "ergot-contaminated bread".

this next one, however, is pure silliness. just straight up clownery. it's called "tim houston is goin' to high school", and i'm sure you can all infer the plot based on the title alone. tim houston has somehow been sucked into the world of that classic christmas-themed high school musical film, santa claus is goin' to high school. to get home, he must tag along with the film's cheesy and creepy-if-you-think-about-it-for-more-than-two-seconds protagonist, kris kringle and his screechy elf sidekicks, and try to see the film through to the end. not an easy task when the film's antagonist, jacqueline frost, realizes she can use tim as leverage/ransom to bring kris kringle down once and for all. not to mention, tim's presence is not only creating new plotlines that drag the film's runtime out, but he also seems to be inadvertantly causing the movie's characters to gain awareness of their status as one-dimensional high school stereotypes in a shitty christmas movie for preteens who are too edgy for rudolph and frosty. and they are not taking it well. in my mind, this would be a double-length story a la honey queen or yellow jacket, with a few diagetic songs thrown into the mix! the big issue, as any dcom enthusiasts may have noticed by now, is that this plot is a total knockoff of teen beach movie and i swear i didn't mean for it to be.

#hatchetfield #nightmare time

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ally-yoop · 1 year

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Possible Ideas...

I was sitting here thinking about future things I'd like to write so I thought for now I'd compile a list so I can reference them later. I mainly use this blog as a hobby to write, but if anyone has feedback or would like to see one of these ideas more fleshed out please let me know!

So first for the holiday season there's been a few ideas on my mind:

So I've always loved The Nutcracker ballet and I've always loved the idea of the rat/mouse king wanting to capture the reader in order to marry them and strengthen their kingdom? Lots of royalty kink, maybe a teensy bit of yandere, but overall going for a king full of praise convincing a lost little thing that they deserve to be with them on the throne and showing them in so many ways how they can be worshipped.

Second movie classic is from Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. I've always had a slight crush on the king of misfit toys, and would love to imagine a humanoid lion king praising you and telling you how you're not broken, how precious you are, and he's going to show you exactly how well he takes care of his toys.

I love classic universal monsters (The Mummy, Wolfman, Dracula, Frankenstein). I'd love to write them almost reimagined in a more snowy/winter setting? Dracula has always been portrayed as clean and charismatic, but what if he lived out in a wintery castle, hair long and disheveled, thick beard to keep him warm from blistering cold? Maybe something like this for every monster?

Now these are the non-seasonal ideas:

This wouldn't be a reader x monster. But as a lover of the Frankenstein novels, I'd love to just show the big scary monster love and affection, So what if Viktor's long time friend is discovered by the monster while he was in search of a mate? And instead of asking the scientist to make him one, he figures his handsome young friend will make a fitting bride.

Mothman has been on my mind a lot lately, I don't have any specific ideas besides fucking the creature haha, but I've been tossing around the idea.

I've recently been getting into Undertale/Deltarune these past few weeks and I sadly have fallen in love with a man who speaks in hands...That is all.

I was thinking of doing a continuation of either of the previous posts I have, whether that's to the werewolf night, the ink demon, or the apparently favorite headless horseman.

#nsft text #nsft #ideas???#Please let me know if any of these seem interesting!

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