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moonslove7 · 3 years

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Hi :3 Can I request a post Hogwarts (both married) reader cooking with no magic and running a bubble bath for professor Remus after he goes back home from his first day of teaching classes at Hogwarts.

Istg Professor Remus is my ultimate soft spot so yeah, just know I am blushing the entire time while writing this. Also Imma pretend you have like a family inherited cottage thing somewhere near hogwarts for this and remus doesnt like staying at hogwarts bc he would miss you also idk how to cook so you can just make up the food.

“(Y/n)! I’m home!”

The sound of your husband Remus announcing he had finally come home, you were in the kitchen, cooking dinner, the smell louring him into the kitchen while he held his briefcase and had his robes still on, he watched you for a second as you kept looking at the oven making sure nothing was being burnt and then you turned around and smiled at the handsome professor.

“Hey Rem, how was the first day?” You asked pressing your lips to his gently, he put his briefcase down on one of the chairs at the table, took your hands in his, your fingers interlocking as his smile matched yours. “It was pretty good surprisingly, it’s good to be home though.” He then pecked your lips with a kiss this time, making your smile grow, you let go of one of his hands to check up on the food.

“Here, let me help.” Remus mumbled and started to put all the ingredients you had chopped up into a pan, turning the stove on. “ Why don’t you go rest love? You’ve been at work all day.” You asked him, he shook his head ‘no’. “ I’m fine pup, I can help you finish making dinner and then we’ll both relax, you’ve been working too.” You never felt like what you did was an actual job, you helped people with divination, or sometimes they payed you to find out if someone they loved was cheating or liked them back, Remus knew how emotionally exhausting it could be, to him it was a real job.

“ You look so good in those robes by the way, I didn’t know you becoming a professor would somehow make you even more attractive but here we are,” You joked and giggled while Remus, said “Hey! Are you calling me not attractive ?” He started to walk slowly towards you to tickle your sides making your knees buckle, “No Sir, course not Sir,” You joked making Remus crack a smile and a giggle, he continued tickling you, “NO REMUS PLEASE- THE FOOD-” You tried to yell between the giggles until you were laying on the floor, Remus on his knees as he continued his torture.

“You’re a Menace (Mr/Mrs Lupin).” He said quietly but loud enough for you to hear, he stopped tickling you to kiss you, leaning down he brought his right hand to your face to hold you while he pushed his lips onto yours making you stop giggling and instead you sighed into the kiss, bringing your hands up to play with his messy dark brown hair, before he could deepen the kiss though you mumbled his name on his lips, getting him to lean back a little so you could speak without his lips smothering yours. “Food first, that can wait my love.” You said while standing up, leaving him pouting on his knees, he stood up following you, the pout now joined with his puppy eyes.

“Jesus Christ, people will think I married a man-child.” You sighed as you noticed his face, he smiled his pout dropping as you leaned in close to him, kissing him once more, “You love me though,” He said teasingly, going back to the stove to check on the food, you replied, “that is true, I love you very much Moony.” At your words Remus smiled while turning the stove off and took the plates out from the cupboard with you gathering the food up and placing it on the table, then putting it on the plates, Remus went to the fridge, opening it to retrieve wine he remembered you brought, he grabbed two glasses before sitting down next to you, he poured you a glass and then himself.

“Congrats on your first day.” You held the glass up to him, to do a toast as this job seemed the best one he had managed to find in a long time that complimented him in everyway, he had history there, unsealed wounds, and he was smart enough to be a professor any day. He brought his glass to yours making a clanging noise, you both took a sip of the wine and then started to dig into the food, unconsciously yours and Remus’s hands had found each other while you ate one handily, you both held hands the entire time.

When you had both finished Remus insisted on taking the plates to the sink to wash, you both were still drinking your wine, you got up with Remus anyway, “Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’ll put away the plates and cutlery while you wash them okay?” You asked while he looked a second away from pouting again. “Okay, deal.” After ten or so minutes everything was cleaned and put away, so you took Remus’s hands in yours and pulled him towards the bathroom, the Sun had began to set as you closed the bathroom door, and Remus closed the toilet seat to sit down on it.

“Thank Godric, I’ve been looking forward to this all day.” He says when you put the plug into the bath and began putting in relaxing bath salts and of course bubbles, turning the taps on you smiled at him as he just watched the water fill the bath. “I know Rem, that’s why I got you an extra treat.” You walked over to the cabinet that you kept the clean towels in to use and move the first towel to reveal two chocolate frogs you had managed to get during the day, you showed him the chocolate making him smile lovingly at you, “You didn’t have to do this pup, you really are too good for me.” He says while you put the frogs on the bath table at the very bottom of the bath, when the bubbles were made and the bath was full you turned the taps off and started to strip making Remus stand up and do the same. You also played a song on your phone, the one you had your first dance as a married couple to, Let’s Go Home Together by Ella Henderson and Tom Grennan.

Both standing there nude you went into the bath first, laying down and then opening your arms to invite him to join you, he stepped into the bath, grabbed the chocolate frogs and leaned back, you sat up, letting him rest his arms on your knees as he opened your chocolate and fed you it, you doing the same for him, you both closed your eyes enjoying being so close to each other while the song played quietly in the background.

‘you seem like someone I could pick a fight with, dance all night with,

Maybe you’ll like me the way I am,’

All of a sudden you felt Remus kiss your nose, then your cheeks, opening your eyes you saw the giant of a man looking at you with so much love in his eyes it made you melt, you violently kissed his face all over making him laugh.

‘Feels like I know you so well,

You could be everything

That I’ve been missing,

I’m coming out of my shell,

And I never do that,

How did you do that?

It feels like I’ve known you my whole life.’

You both looked at each other with pure love and affection, this song reminded you both of yourselves, how everyday you help him learn to very slowly love himself and believe maybe he is allowed to be loved the way you love him, and he helps you grow confident in yourself and realise you also deserved to be loved too, and you both always knew what the other needed without words, finding neither of you could properly relax anymore unless you were cuddling.

For Remus he fell in love with you instantly, he met you through the order, the first time you two met he would stumble over his words as he learned you had managed to predict some of the death eaters attacks saving a few people including fellow members of the order, you radiated such warmth and comfort as you talked to him about your life that night and he did the same leaving his little furry problem alone for now, he even saw Sirius grinning at the two of you, knowing you two instantly clicked and connected. He didn’t need a tarot deck to figure out you both were drawn and comforting to each other.

‘I’m never that good in a crowded room,

But everything stopped when I first saw you,

You seem like someone I could,

Be myself with,

No defences,

Maybe you like me the way I am,’

After Remus had told you about his condition, the full moon after that brought him to tears, because he didn’t expect you to stick around but you had gone above and beyond, helping him to his room, running a bath for him, massaging his shoulders and bandaging any wounds, you even made him some food and a quick drink, you would say it was nothing but to Remus it meant everything, to him it was a sign that you liked him just as he was, and he loved that a lot. It was probably at that moment he fell deeper than he thought possible in love with you.

I hope you enjoyed! Sorry it’s kinda short

#remus lupin #harry potter #remus j lupin #remus john lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x male reader #remus lupin fluff #moony x reader

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toorumochi · 3 years

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Hello~ I created some KaruShuu Headcanons for you guys~ hope you enjoy ❤️🧡 (Questions ain’t mine, I just answered them) Also some of them are based off fanfics I have written/read.

Who rocks the Ferris Wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop?

KARMA IS A BITCH AND IS ROCKING THE FERRIS WHEEL SEAT WHILE SHUU IS HOLDING ONTO THE POLE FOR DEAR LIFE

Who is always horny and will have sex at any time, at any place and at any time?

Hm. Both. Lmao

Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time?

Karma is the sexy time, always time and Shuu is the relaxing time one BUT. That doesn’t mean he isn’t playing along with Karma

Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on?

Karma. Karma walks around at least half naked maybe some boxers - and it’s not like shuu doesn’t enjoy watching his manly man walking around the house beefy af and flexing his muscles without even trying but he still tells karma to put some clothes on

Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight?

I DONT CAREEE HOW SOFT THE ARGUMENT WAS. KARMA SLEEPS ON THE COUCH.

Who takes photos of the other while they sleep?

BOTH DO. BOTH DO TAKE PICS OF THE OTHER ONE AND THEY TEASE THEM WITH THE PICS LATER ON

Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?

I would say that Karma was the first one who said ‘I love you’ and the ‘bc I love you’ feels like smth Shuu would say

Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts?

Shuu likes to wear Karmas, and then:

“...shuu pls give me my clothes back I swear I have nothing to wear-“

Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?

Karma would be the one with cool dreams and wake Shuu up but since Shuu is a supporting bf/husband he will listen to him ❤️ and when it comes to nightmares, I would say that Shuu gets them but Karma is always there to comfort him ❤️❤️

Who is more likely to cheat?

No❤️ but if it’s in a video game- karma. He is a little bitc-

Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?

NDNSNSNSBD KARMA WOULD MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT LIKE

“Wait whattt??? You have a crush on me? Omggg stahp I’m blushing now”

“......Karma we are dating-“

Or better!

“What? Omg- really? You actually have a crush on me? Damn Shuu why didn’t you tell me”

“...Karma we are marrIED-“

Who starts a food fight in the kitchen?

Karma is a little bitch and he would start with maybe splashing some water onto Shuu and then Shuu turns to face him with a straight face “oh it’s on”

Who initiates duets? and who is the better singer?

Both initiate duets; anywhere and everywhere - and Shuu is the better singer. Karma sounds like a bitch

Who starts the hand holding? Who grabs the others butt? Who slides their arm around their waist? Who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops?

Hmmm maybe Karma would take it easy with the hand holding; like he would start taking Shuus hand when they are at home and when it comes to public he lets it be and waits for Shuu; cause if he is ready to hold hands, Karma is ready too.

GRABBING BUTTS- OMG PLS. KARMA. KARMA WOULD. AND AND HE WOULD TEASE SHUU ABOUT BEING HEAVIER THAT HE IS AND SAY THAT HIS ASS IS 4KG HEAVIER.

AND THE ARM SLIDING AROUND THE WAIST- *slams fist on the table* KARMA WOULD DO THIS ANYWHERE LITERALLY ANYWHERE.

AND THE BELT LOOPS- SHUU. SHUU WOULD THIS BUT LIKE HE WOULD DO IT AS A SIGN THAT HE IS UNCOMFORTABLE AND WANTS TO LEAVE SO HE SHOWS IT TO KARMA THAT WAY AND I THINK ITS ADORABLE.

Who likes to write the others name on their wrist?

Karma would doodle his own name on Shuus arm during study sessions or so ksksksks bonus: Shuu does NOT wash it off, when in the shower, he has this one hand stretched out so the water won’t touch the doodle.

Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed?

Shuu. Both is Shuu. Pls.

Who is more protective?

Karma is pretty protective- but not in an obsessive way, more like taking care of Shuu and his health as well as his eating habits and sleep

Who talks to the other while they are sleeping?

Karma would just talk and talk till Shuu falls asleep but karma KEEPS ON TALKI-

Who drives and who has the window seat?

Karma drives bc he is the most terrain oriented and besides, Shuu likes to drink from time to time (like coming back from parties or so) so there is no way that a drunk Shuu at the steering wheel would survive.

Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?

Shuu would fall asleep in Karmas lap (DURING SHREK MARATHONSSS 🥴 Idk if anyone gets that but in my fanfics on Wattpad Karma is OBSESSED with Shrek lmao so Shrek marathons >>>) and Karma would carry him to bed.

Who cuts the others hair?

I would say Shuu would cut Karmas hair, pls he is perfect at everything. (.......except cooking and baking *clears throat*)

Who is super bad at sexting? and who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day?

Shuu is hella bad at sexting, but when he is drunk he is the god of flirting lmao

And the encouraging ones- hm... both djdjdjd

Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of loosing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry?

AAAAAA NOOOO *war flashbacks: “You’re my Moron” fanfic ending II”*

Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them?

KARMA KARMA KARMA WOULD. KARMA WOULD START TO RANDOMLY SLOW DANCE WITH SHUU IN THE KITCHEN AND THEN KISS HIM AAAAA

Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush?

KARMA DOES THIS IN THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE TIMES PLS

Who kissed first?

OH OH!!!

I think!!! That if maybe Karma was the first one to confess bc come on, Shuu has a reputation so yea, but when it comes to first kiss- Shuu would. Shuu would be the one who kisses Karma like totally randomly, maybe hanging out at each other houses and watching a movie and then Shuu leaNS IN AND KISSES HIM AAAAA-

Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark?

JDJSJSHS KARMA WOULD ORDER TAKE OUT BUT ONLY WHEN THEY ARE MAKING MOVIE MARATHONS AND THE FOOD RUNS OUT- AND THE THREE AM WATER GETTING IS SHUU BC HE IS JUST SCARED OF THE DARK YES.

Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs the write for them?

YES. THIS. SHUU WOULD. Since he plays many instruments, he finds himself creating love songs for Karma butttt he wouldn’t give them to him bc he would be too embarrassed ndndndnd on the other hand, Karma would write poetry and stories for Shuu like very dorky ones and cute and Shuu finds it adorable on the inside but he has to keep his reputation and standards and stuff like that up so he just says it’s stupid but let me tell you, that boy loves Karmas poetry and stories

Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires?

KARMA WOULD TRY TO IMPRESS AND THEN BAM. HOSPITAL.

BUT. JUST BC KARMA IS A DORK, IT DOESNT MEAN THAT SHUU ISN’T. IMAGINE SHUU TRYING TO BAKE SMTH FOR KARMA FOR THE FIRST TIME AND HE FUCKS UP SO BADLY THEY HAD TO CALL A FIRE DEPARTMENT-

Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute?

KARMA WOULD WEAR GLASSES BUT HE WOULDN’T BE EMBARRASSED BUTTT SHUU WOULD FIND HIM EVEN MORE ATTRACTIVE

who worries about what they will look like when they are older?

BOTH, they worry that they won’t be good looking enough for the other one

who hogs the blanket?

Karma is a hoe.

who eats the others uneaten pizza crusts?

Pls, Shuu would rather die than not eat his own pizza left overs butttt Karma sometimes wont finish them and Shuu gladly accepts 😩❤️ (also a fanfic reference, bc Shuu loves pizza in that one fanfic so yea-)

who is more likely to cry over a sad book or movie?

BOTH BUT WHEN THEY ARE WATCHING A MOVIE TOGETHER AND ITS SAD THEY WONT ADMIT NOR SHOW IT

who talks while playing video games?

KARMA WOULD CONSTANTLY TALK AND THAT WAY HE CAN BEAT SHUU BC HE DISTRACTS HIM BUT SHUU ALSO TALKS BC HE HAS QUESTIONS ABOUT THE GAME

who sings along with the radio?

KARMA SINGS BUT HORRIBLY AND SHUU IS THE TYPE TO HUM TO THE SONGS

who would enter them both into a talent show?

KARMA BUT NOW THAT I THINK OF IT, RIO WOULD FORCE THEM TO DO THAT BEFORE KARMA CAN EVEN THINK OF IT

who would accidentally set the kitchen on fire while cooking?

DO I NEED TO ANSWER THIS? 💀 (Shuu.)

who would throw the other into a pool?

KARMA WOULD THROW SHUU INTO A POOL. IDC. HE WOULD. B U T SHUU WOULD QUICKLY GRAB ONTO KARMA AND THEY BOTH LAND IN THE POOL. I DON’T MAKE THE RULES.

who shops for groceries?

THEY BOTH DO BUT KARMA IS MORE ORIENTED DJDJDJ

who kills the spiders?

PLSSSS SHUU IS S C R E E T C H I N G AT THE SIGHT OF A SPIDER. KARMA IS THERE TO KILL/GET IT OUT TO SAFETY BUT BEFORE THAT, HE CHASES SHUU AROUND THE HOUSE WITH IT

who is the morning/night person?

SHUU IS A MORNING PERSON AND KARMA A NIGHT PERSON. BUTTTT ON SOME DAYS- *EHEM* SHUU ISNT A MORNING PERSON BC THEY HAD S-

whO PROPOSES?

KARMAAAAAAAA

I thinkkk that I have more of those- as soon as I find them, I’ll post them here 😩✨

#KaruShuu #assassination classroom #assclass #akabane #karma #karma akabane #gakushuu #Gakushuu Asano #gakushuu assassination classroom #karma assassination classroom #Karma x Gakushuu #Karma x Asano #headcanons

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kinkymagnus · 3 years

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five times alec and magnus tried something kinky (and one time they didn't)

ohhhh i like this >:)

not sure this is a fic prompt or what, so i’m just gonna go with a sorta half fic post. if this were an actual fic i think it’d be half filthy smut and half crack depending on the entry. and then fluffy smut at the end ofc. actually, i’m going to try and make it a different flavor each time to see what happens. challenge myself.

1. first time with bondage. alec ties magnus up and ravishes him. fun is had all around. this is the sexytimes one but there’s a hint of like.... Romance(TM) bc bondage is all about that trust and intimacy, and like, alec is amazed magnus trusts him this much, with magic-suppressing (not cutting him off or anything, and there’s still a safety protocol to get out without alec’s help, but still) ties or whatever, that magnus is letting alec see him so vulnerable, letting alec take care of him.... uwu

2. they try like, roleplay and dressing up for the first time, but shenanigans are had and they both get way too into character. like maybe maid magnus is like *dodging alec trying to cop a feel* “wait let me dust this annoying top shelf i have the duster out and i keep FORGETTING” “babe you could just use magic if you w--” “i have the duster right here!!!” or like they’re doing the whole rival mob bosses thing but they keep doing banter and improving ridiculous businesses the other is infringing on/wants to get involved in (”you wanna get in on the... raccoon smuggling ring?” *muffling laughter* “....yes. love those....trash bandits”) and it’s a little silly but in the most fun and ridiculous way.

alternatively, they keep trying to be serious but bursting into giggles and/or just generally being way more lovey dovey than the scene calls for. like, alec is supposed to be his strict boss “punishing” him but he keeps kissing magnus really tenderly and calling him my love. magnus is not helping.

3. angst angst angst. or, more accurately, hurt/comfort. something goes wrong when trying out a new kink, magnus ends up not having a fun time, maybe he has to safeword or literally just something goes wrong (like the safety thing on his cuffs fails and he panics and obviously alec immediately lets him out but still Bad) and alec probably feels bad about it/blames himself and it’s bad times. but whatever happens they end up relocating to the couch and just like. cuddling with ice cream or some other treat, maybe watching a movie that they inevitably ignore to cuddle and probably talk about it and by the end of the night they’re as strong as ever and all comfy snuggled with each other, issue resolved, both parties thoroughly comforted

or even if you wanna go less angsty they both just sort of. realize they’re not really into this kink halfway through and it’s like . “...should we stop?” and they end up stopping but they’re both just lying there like “hm. that was weird” and it’s a little awkward and they both are kinda like. hm. was that my fault? should i have just kept going? it’s not like i HATED it, but.... so it’s kinda this weird guilt thing, like, oh... i ruined our night.... but then they talk or just generally realize how kinda silly the whole situation is and end up just like. laughing together and they kiss and are like ok we can take that one off the list i guess lmao and that’s the end of that. communication kings

4. im running out of “genres” as im saving the designated fluff one for the end, and the ones i can think of (parody, salt, tragedy, friendship, or like. what, mystery? sci fi?) don’t necessarily work. well i suppose you could do friends, like i mean, they are best friends, which is why they’re such good husbands, maybe they’re like. mutually geeking out about something and end up incorporating it into a needlessly convoluted kink thing?? or like. fuck ok i give up on the genres thing, the last two are just going to be like the others

hm, maybe they try something really weird/embarrassing, and either like. they try it as like, kinda half as a joke, but then they’re both really into it and after are like “well. that happened” “.....” “......” “.....” “.....wanna do it again?” “hell yes”

or like, they’re doing it because they’re interested and you know, neither of them are judgmental, so that’s fine, but then like. it’s just that like kinda self conscious awkwardness at first? but they’re so comfy with each other it doesnt take long to get the hang of it and they end up having a lot of fun.

5. i dont know why so many of these are “and something went wrong” i guess bc in post form im not writing out the full porn so much as fun concepts? i dont know. anyway, they decide to have fun with aphrodisiacs/an artificial heat, but accidentally overdo it a bit and end up fucking for like a day straight with very few breaks. well, not straight but--[i am booed off the stage]

anyway it was very enjoyable but not fun to explain later.

bonus 6: first sex tape! they knocked the camera over in the first five minutes without noticing. it was impressively long but caught nothing but muffled dirty talk and desperate moans

look. kinky sex can be so intimate and fun and sweet, and the idea that vanilla sex is somehow better/purer/more intimate/more loving is silly.

but there is something to be said about after like, nights and nights of alec tying magnus up or spanking him or magnus riding him while a camera watches or whatever, alec just. laying him down on the bed and kissing him gently and making sweet, sweet love to him, and despite the fact he’s not edging magnus to oblivion or tying up to see how he squirms or teasing him for being a slut or anything... it’s still overwhelmingly good, and soft and warm and loving, and alec can make him cum just as powerfully on nothing but his fingers while whispering sweet nothings in his ear as he can with a toy in his ass and a cock in his cunt while gagged and trying to beg for mercy.

its also cute when its like their wedding night 🥺 super soft just like Lovemaking(TM) like just. kisses all over, soft praise, both of them touching each other everywhere and trading kisses and wanting to feel every moment....

and then the honeymoon is just 24/7 filthy hot kink hours and its just as intimate and loving and passionate

#trans magnus smut

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the-rawr-ster · 3 years

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Words for Proheroes, UA staff, and All For One

Warning: lots of cursing, minor spoilers, mentions of abuse, harsh words, and lots of yelling, and also mentions of suicide, depression, ptsd, ect.

Any of the characters I mention, I say I hate but I don’t and understand they’re human so they make mistakes. I also know they already know that I’m right and probably feel super shitty. I still want to put my two sense in.

So I made a post and some comments on tik tok about hero society in MHA. I didn’t get everything I wanted to say so here’s just a ranting dump about several characters and groups.

The only heroes actually can respect are Miruko Hawks. Let me explain why. Hawks literally called out the heros on their BS speeches. Which I really admire. He’s blunt, which is an extremely respectable trait to me in most cases. And he’s very passionate about the work he does. He cares about people but unfortunately because of how he was brought up (manga spoilers here stop before you spoil it for yourselves). Just like many of 1-A, but also very different, he was quite literally raised to be a tool used by the military for their bullshit. And I think this might have changed based on who saved him. As many of you might know, Hawks grew up in an extremely toxic environment, I won’t get into the nitty gritty deets. The one that got him out of that was Endeavor, his favorite hero. He was his favorite hero growing up. But that only goes so far. Hawks respect for Endeavor (like many of his fans) was because he wasn’t fake, he didn’t pretend to like people, he didn’t pretend to smile. Endeavor was very different from many of the other heroes (horrible father and husband though (an okay hero though, which I think is part of why Stain hadn’t killed Endeavor even though he had plenty of opportunities)). Now we haven’t seen much of Miruko as far as I know, but just from her couple of minutes on screen in the anime, we can already guess that she respected Hawks. She likes how Hawks rolls. He’s confident, laid back, and he’s not a bullshitter. And just for that I can respect her. I also think Bakugō should be the number one hero but that’s a story for another time. I also have respect for Sir Night Eye and I’m sure I don’t have to tell you why because you can figure it out.

Now let’s get down to why I fucking hate hero society. Let’s just start off with the fact that it’s almost identical to how it would be if superpowers existed. There would be quirk discrimination, there would be people that abused their powers, ect. Ect. But most of all, heros get away with anything (much like cops irl). They use violence to stop violence, which goes completely against what heroes say. And we see this with All might a lot. Heros with flashy powers get noticed more than others. YOU SENT CHILDREN TO WAR!!!! THAT IS IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM OKAY!!! THOSE CHILDREN ARE FOREVER GOING TO BE TRAUMATIZED BY THAT SHIT! And I understand that at some point they’d have experienced something, but when they chose to be heroes it was a time of piece, but then for whatever reason everything went south. Regardless, these kids brains are still developing, idk how but this will definitely change the way their brain develops. Honestly I’d be surprised if none of them ended up commiting. I don’t want them to but in their mental state they’d at least be thinking about it. I actually wrote a fic about a pro-hero commiting. I could write an essay on why heroes suck balls, but that’ll be done another time).

As much as I’d like to talk about each individual hero, I really want to talk about UA students and Staff, and why the staff sucks potato juice.

Let’s start with the obvious one, Nezu. HOW DO DOZENS OF VILLAINS INFILTRATE ONE OF THE MOST PRESTIGIOUS SCHOOLS? THAT DOESNT MAKE SENSE, obviously your security system fucking sucks. NOT ONLY THAT BUT YOU ONLY HIRED ALL MIGHT BECAUSE OF HIS STATUS AS A HERO!!!! HES A HORRIBLE TEACHER!!!! AND NOT ONLY THAT BUT YOU ALLOWED ALL OF YOUR STUDENTS TO BE PUT ON BLAST FOR MILLIONS TO SEE, talkin bout some “We HaVe SoMe Of ThE bEsT heRoeS.” THATS bullshit because y’all lost an entire child to a lizard, a magician that puts people in marbles, and a musty old man with blue flames. If y’all produce the best heroes, y’all wouldn’t have lost Bakugō in the first place. AND WHY DO YOU LET MIDNIGHT WALK AROUND WITH SEX TOYS????! And you put all of your students in one place for all the LoV to have access to them. Yes there’s security, BUT SERIOUSLY? WILL YOU EVER LEARN?????

Next, is Present Mike, I love you man but HOW DID YOU FEEL COMFORTABLE TELLING EVERYBODY AND THEY MAMA THE NAMES AND QUIRKS OF THE STUDENTS???!!!! Like Nezu may have enabled it but you could have chosen to not do it.

Aizawa, OH SIR DO I HAVE WORDS FOR YOU. I’m sure you might already know this, but you should know I know. You’re one of the worst teachers, coming to a close second to last place on my list of horrible UA staff. First of all, you hardly taught your students proper combat training. That’s one of the most basic skills every hero needs. You’re slacking dawg (sorry for the disrespect Hound dog). Secondly, HOW DO YOU CONSISTENTLY LOSE YOUR STUDENTS? HOW DO THEY ALWAYS END UP OUT OF YOUR SIGHT? Like you’re really good at hero’s stuff but you’re slacking as a teacher. And why? Why haven’t you punished Mineta yet? It’s literally as clear as a sunny day that he’s a pervert. He is consistently making inappropriate comments and sexually harassed/assaulted several of your other students, and this is outside the LoV attacks, while you were on duty. Oh and let’s not forget about you emotionally manipulating your students!!! YOUR STUDENTS!!!!!! Needless to say I have a hate love relationship because I know he cares for his students and is not prone to favoring, unlike some *cough cough* all might.

MIDNIGHT, I respect your drip and your feminism. I just hate how you were written. YOU LITERALLY WALK AROUND WITH SEX TOYS!!! What do you even do? Like what’s your job at UA? I see you so often but like, what is your purpose? I love you though, and I wish you’d step on me.

ALL MIGHT, OMG I HATE YOU ALMOST AS MUCH AS I HATE ENDEAVOR!! FAVORITISM FAVORITISM FAVORITISM!!!! OMG IT IS SO PREVELANT IN YOUR “teaching.” You treat Deku so differently from the way you treat Bakugō. And I understand that they’re different so they have to be taught differently, by HOLY HELL! You borderline cheered for Deku when he fought with Bakugō. AND YOURE A SHITTY HERO FOR THE WAY YOU TALKED TO DEKU WHEN YOU FIRST MET HIM!! What if he didn’t grab onto you? What if he did what Bakugō said and jumped? You’d be responsible for that in a sense, because you made him feel worse than he already did. I respect you for being upfront with him, and that’s not what the issue here is. Deku was clearly emotionally unstable!!! You didn’t even teach him how to use his quirk, HES BARELY EVEN 16, how does that make sense to you? Anyways moving on to my biggest pet peeve with you, YOU PUT MY BOY IN CHAINS AND A MUZZLE KNOWING DAMN WELL THAT HE WAS FUCKING TRAUMATIZE, WAY TO GOT MR.NO.1 HERO!!! WAY TO FUCKING GO!!! AND THEN EVERYONE JUST SAT THERE AND WATCHED!!!! YOU COULD HAVE HANDLED THE SITUATION BETTER!!!!! HE WAS CLEARLY NOT OKAY WITH IT!!!! DO BETTER! YOU HUMILIATED HIM IN FRONT OF MILLIONS OF VIEWERS!!! THE LoV treated him better and they didn’t even know about his trauma!!!! I have so much to say about all might, and some of them are positive too but I’ll probably do a post on that next Wednesday, but for now we’ll be critiquing. HOW DID YOU EVEN BECOME A TEACHER? I feel like there should be more qualifications than being a good hero. BUT ANYWAYS, YAK my whole deal with this man.

Those are all the UA staff I really have beef with, but I also love their characters and how they were written. Now onto my beef with some of these parents.

Mistuki: You’re really the only parent I hate. I understand Bakugō tried to hit you, but where the fuck do you think he got it from? He didn’t become violent and aggressive out of the blue. He got that shit from you. And will you please get your son some hearing aides, my ears bleed every time I have to listen to him scream. And you should’ve been more reluctant to let Bakugō stay in the dorms. And your yelling is not helping Bakugō. Ask yourself why he hates being around you? I understand that you care about him, but punishing your child by hitting them is not okay, period, wether it’s just a slap or not.

I ko: I LOVE YOU TO PIECES! I can’t hate you. I have so much respect for you, but you shouldn’t have let Deku stay in the dorms. I know you wanted him to be able to experience his dreams, and that you felt so guilty about him growing up without a quirk, but Inko, it’s not worth losing your baby over. You were right to be upset with All Might, PERIOD.

ALL FOR ONE!! I HATE YOU WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING!!!! YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF SHIGIRAKI IN A VULNERABLY STATE AND GROOMED HIM TO BE A VILLAIN!!! AND YOU KILLED HIS GRANDMA!!!! HOW DARE YOU!!!! HOW DARE YOU!!!! HE WAS A CHILD!!! HE WAS GRIEVING!!!! HE WAS UNSTABLE AND YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THAT!!! YOU DISGUST ME!!!!

And a big Fuck you to hero society for turning children into soldiers. A big fuck you for letting these children experience traum on that scale! A big fuck you for not saving Shigiraki! A big fuck you for being so full of shit!!!! A big fuck you for making people feel less than for being without a quirk! A big fuck your for being an overall piece of shit society!!

If you’ve made it this far, I apologize for yelling and cursing. Thank you for reading.

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chloasiajones · 4 years

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This is my new smau. It's a Sokka x F!Reader pairing smau. Title: More Than A Roommate

Trigger warning: Mature! Slight swear warning! If your sensitive to mature language and swearing, I've warned you ahead of time.

Y/n's new roommate seems intensely interested in her life and wants to know everything about her. She's flattered and a little freaked out, but it’s nice to have someone to talk to. Though she thinks it's a problem that he's so handsome and their living together. But what will he do when he finds out Y/n's a Firebender? Will he accept her for who she is or will he shut her out because of his bad past with the Fire Nation?

Special Edition Series Finale Part 23

Y/n's P.O.V.

I took in a deep breath as I stood in my dress with my best friends around me: Toph, Ty Lee, Luna, Katara, Suki, Jami, Montana and Adelina. Both Ty Lee and Adelina gently brushed off my dress. As I looked at Adelina I noticed she wanted to tear up, but she was forcing herself not to – yet. They all knew I was nervous. Especially Toph.

"Why so nervous Y/n/n?" Toph asked me with a knowing smile.

"She knows her honeymoon is at the start of tonight, and she doesnt know what to do about it," Montana teased.

"No, Tana, that's not it, - Sokka and I have already had sex, it's not about that, its just - Its our wedding day - Its actually our wedding day. I can't believe, - I'm happy and I'm excited, but I'm nervous because I'm actually getting married," I explained to them feeling the nervousness rest in the pit of my stomach.

Adelina put her hand on my shoulder in comfort.

"I told you it would happen some day," she said to me with a smile.

All I did was press my lips together. I didnt think I could say anything else.

"Dont worry sweetie, I'm sure Sokka's wayyyyy more nervous than you are," Ty Lee said to me trying to be reassuring as she fixed my hair.

Katara stood in front of me. She just let a smile sit on her face as she looked into my eyes.

"Are you ready hon?" Katara asked me softly.

I took in another soft breath.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I responded.

"You'll do fine Y/n," Suki encouraged.

"And you look beautiful," Jami said to me with a smile.

I pressed my lips together as I looked at her. I faced the door of the room. Here we go. . .

. . .

I stood next to my Uncle Shyu. He was the one that was walking me down the isle. Zuko, being the Fire Lord, told them to take the day off because of his best friends wedding. I sighed softly.

"You okay sweetheart?" He asked me kindly as he put his hand over mine, which sat on the inner part of his arm.

"Yes, - I'm just - I can't believe I'm getting married - To the man that moved into my apartment - My roommate - My best friend, - "

"The man you love," Shyu added for me.

I nodded.

"You'll be okay darling," he said to me.

I nodded to him once more. As we started to walk down the aisle, all I could do was stare at Sokka. Sokka just gave me that knowing smile. Which made the jumbles in my stomach worse. As we stood before Shyu just gave Sokka that look. The look telling him to treat me right or they'd have issues. Sokka held onto my hands as he looked into my eyes. I smiled as I looked his dark blue eyes. They almost looked Sapphire. They were beautiful. By the look in them I knew he was ready. I felt myself calm down, the nervousness went away completely. I was ready too. Iroh cleared his throat as he stood there.

"Good afternoon everyone - I was honored that Y/n felt close enough to me to ask me to marry her and Sokka today. I've known her since she was a very young child. She is like my own daughter. And to see her get married is a great honor for me. Though seeing as I'm the one marrying her and Sokka, it's going to be harder on me than I had previously thought. - We are all gathered here today to witness the joining in marriage this man and this woman, - Sokka and Y/n, you told me you two have written your own vows, – You may begin, -"

Sokka and I both nodded to Iroh.

"Sokka, - I've known I liked you since I first met you, I just didn't know how to tell you. I thought that because you were my roommate it would be weird and I didnt want to ruin our friendship by telling you that I liked you. I didnt think it would take someone else trying to claim me as theirs to get me to realize my true feelings for you. I'm sorry it took that for me to choose you, but everything happens for a reason. I believe we ended up together, when the time was right. I know we've been through hell, but we've grown together. Sokka, I love you and I promise to be by your side everyday of our lives from this day forward. I promise to be there for you when you're sick and to be with you until the end, - I love you Sokka,"

I could tell by the look in his eyes, that he was nervous. He gently cleared his throat.

"Y/n, when I first met you, I thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. I know that's a common cheesy line that most guys say, but with me it's true. I was a little upset when I first found out you were a Firebender, but honestly it just makes you hotter, -"

I chuckled.

"You're a great Firebender and you've never accidentally set anything on fire. And you replaced the dresser that Luna destroyed in my room -"

I chuckled once more.

"You've always been there for me when I needed you, even when I was being a huge ass. You saved me when I thought I didn't need it - But you knew. You always know what I need. I dont even have to tell you, you just know. The connection we have still amazes me and honestly I couldn't ask for anyone better. I wouldn't know what to do without you. You're the best friend I could ever ask for, and the best lover I could ever have. I promise that I will always be with you. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side. I promise to stay by you when your sick, and to be with you until the end. I will love you to the end of time, and I cant wait to spend an eternity with you,"

"Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe do you take Y/n to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise to love her for all eternity? Take care of her in sickness and in health? And be with her until death do you part?"

Sokka stared directly into my eyes. A soft smile passed him.

"I do,"

My stomach dropped.

"Y/n Y/l/n, do you take Sokka to be lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love her for all eternity? Take care of her in sickness and in health? And be with her until death do you part?"

I couldn't stop my smile.

"I do,"

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, - You may now kiss your bride,"

Sokka couldn't wait any longer. Excitement coursed through him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me as close to him as he possibly could, smashing his lips onto mine. After everything we've been through, he's finally my husband. I finally get to claim him as mine. And I will never let him go.

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mysmedrabbles · 5 years

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RFA Reacting to MC Growing Up an Orphan

requested: by anonymous

a/n: oof this actually turned out really cute so here ya go lads! enjoy!! if you’d like to buy me a coffee click here

warnings: light alcohol mention, but filled with fluff and comfort and kindness (saeyoungs delves more into abuse and emotions)

-somft mod alex

Jumin

-its a semi drunken night when you tell him, you’d finally gotten Jumin to loosen up after a long workday, and were now on the couch together, Jumin’s head on your chest as you ran your fingers through his hair lazily, letting the alcohol dull your mind as you listen to him rambling about his childhood

-it must have been an offhand comment you made that sparked his attention, making him rise from the comforts of your lap as he stares at you incredulously. you sheepishly tell him your story, and although he’s sensitive with you as to not upset you, he’s horrified to learn that you were constantly neglected in your childhood, growing up without a place you could actually consider a home

-he listens to you, quietly concerned as the alcohol hits him hard, and the next thing he knows he’s passed out on your shoulder.

-when he wakes up he has only a faint recollection of you telling him of your past, but he doesn't bring it up; partially because of a raging headache and partially because he didn't want to upset you, you looking so at peace reading something on your phone, a loving smile forming on your lips as you sense him watching you

-he’s not one to go in full steam ahead (well- he is, but he reAlly wants to be subtle with this) but he tries his best to make living together feel as homey as possible

-he talks to Yoosung, the Professional at all things Family, and realizes that he should tone down the money spending to ensure your comfort and instead use that time to do things together, bond over small dumb things.

-knows that as much as he would want to go back in time and fix your childhood, give you the love you deserved, find you a home, the past cannot be changed. so instead he opts on building the sense of family between the two of you

-he takes you to ikea (Saeyoungs idea), and the two of you find new furniture, something that fits your tastes as well, to redecorate the penthouse.

-imagine jumin trying to assemble ikea furniture

-he gets frustrated with having to do things like a commoner, but bless him he’s trying his best to do it for you, and the way your face lights up whenever the two of you do something “domestic” or “familial” makes it all worth it. it’s a learning curve for him too, and despite his protests he cant help but admit that he was missing a lot from his childhood too but it brings him peace knowing he’ll soon be building a family with you ;^)

-he’s not willing to get rid of the giant aquarium pillars, however he lets you get them some cool aquarium furnishings and plants

-goes grocery shopping with you more often, and overall spends more time with you, even telling chef to take the weekends off from now on, opting to cook together instead, and even though most of the time things end up burnt or tasting weird, all that matters is that the two of you have fun

-everyone thinks he’s lost his mind, including for the RFA, who's in the corner crying because “What happened to our cold emotionless Jumin Why Is He SO Domestic”

-teaches you to waltz

-the day you make an offhand comment about how you consider him your family, he stops and starts tearing up, pulling you into a tight hug as you confusedly kiss his cheek, only slightly worried about him

Jaehee

-it was one of the first things the two of you really talked about, a kind of bond forming over past trauma and losing a part of your childhood.

-she’s a very action forward woman, knows that she can’t change the past, but she sure as hell can help you heal from it.

-she takes you to show you all her favourite sweets from her childhood, and takes you to spots she loved sitting in as a kid, trying to share these experiences with you

-she challenges you to a race to see who can climb to the top of a tree the fastest, and it’s one of the few times you see her truly free, giggling as she watches you struggle up the branches, meeting you with a kiss when you finally reach the top, and with her it feels like nothing else in the world matters, that in that moment the only ones that exist are her and the sunset, making her smile shine, casting an ethereal glow on her face as she caresses your cheek lovingly.

-tries to take more breaks to spend more time with you, building more memories in places that most people deem “kiddie places”

-yes im saying she takes you to SkyZone and/or a ball-pit

-she gets lost in the ball-pit, slowly sinking lower and lower as you have to dramatically rescue her

-diner dates, sharing a milkshake and relaxing together after a long day of work, and although none of it can bring back the past, her devotion to giving you fu childhood related memories lessens the pain, and the memories that you build with her of course will always last forever

Yoosung

-he’s always so excited about meeting your family, about joining two families and building a new one- with this boy its always about family, so how the hell do you bring up that you dont actually have one?

-when you do finally tell him, he stops in his tracks, trying to process how that could be

-he’s a good listener, bless him, and he listens to your story, how you were mostly in and out of orphanages and foster families and grew up a child of the System.

-at first he doesn’t know what to do with the information, and feels the deep pangs in his chest when he realizes that you missed out on so many things growing up, things that he took for granted

-you already view him as family, (frankly its hard not too, his general attitude towards you, the constant loving gazes, the way the two of you were always there for each other, mixed with the annoying comments of the RFA on how the two of you are “so married” making it hard not to), but he still sets out to make you feel like his family is yours

-this means he introduces you to his family.

-he knows how nervous you are the day before, and calls ahead without you knowing and tells his family to take it easy and not overwhelm you

-however they still do- overwhelm you with love i mean

-his grandma is immediately sizing you up and telling you to eat more, asking what size sweaters you wear and his dad is making silly jokes at your expense, yoosung holding your hand as him and his dad go back and forth one teasing, one protecting you. his mum is smiling, holding a wooden spoon as she steps out of the kitchen, calling yoosung to help her with the cooking

-his sisters dote on you, introducing you to their husbands as their children run around in the background screaming in happiness, yelling at you to join them in playing tag, and their gleeful laughs draw you in. stopped by yoosung as you run into him, almost making him drop the mashed potatoes, and the look on your face is priceless, making the whole day worth it

-you get along with his oldest sister spectacularly, and you have your time to joke about yoosung as you ask his grandma for embarrassing stories of yoosung. (you enjoy watching his get increasingly flustered as he tries to hide in the crook of your neck)

-you and his parents have a long chat, ending in them hugging you and telling you just how much they appreciate you and the way you’ve made his son grow. the two of you seem so happy together, perfect even.

-it’s almost one in the morning when the two of you start heading home. as the two of you walk to your car, he colds you close to his side, placing small kisses on your cheek as he watches you smile softly.

- “mc i know, i know that you,, may not have had a family growing up but know that,, know that you always have a family in us, you’re a part of my family now, and you’ll always have us. we’re not going anywhere.”

Seven

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Zen

-he’s a good listener, and listening to you talk about growing up poor and alone breaks his heart

-he can empathize, he had to grow up too fast, but he can’t even begin to imagine what you had to go through

-he’s there for you, always trying to make you feel better, and even though you never had a true family, he always lets you know that you’ll always have a family in him, even though you aren't legally married yet, nothing can stop him from calling you his family

-he’s not one to go all big and grand, he knows that logically you can never get that time back, but that doesnt mean you dont deserve that same childish delight that most people get

-he’s one to treat you closer than ever, like true family, constantly reminding you that he loves you and protecting you from everything he possibly can, doing everything in his power to make sure that you’re protected from pain

-carnival date!!!!

-he takes you out to the carnival, playing all the booth games with you, making it a competition who can win more (the winner being no one)

-you get your face painted, a cliche green butterfly under your left eye, zen getting a matching red butterfly under his left

he ends up just buying you a large teddy bear, unable to have actually won you one (he’s extremely ashamed of himself but its the thought that counts)

-the two of you go on a carnival food spree, buying a little bit of everything as you walk hand in hand to the ferris wheel, (eating with a view amirite)

-please know that he’ll always do anything in his power to keep you safe and make sure you know you’re loved. you’re his family and, along with the RFA he’s yours.

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revol-lover · 4 years

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dreams don’t end at “30″

so i just had a little breakthrough and maybe this wont sound like anything to anyone else but i just have to share it

so i’ve talked about this before. about how my friend and i were both planning these personal development like goals for this year that covid got in the way of. and he said something, about how this is his last year in his 20s and he wanted to get some goals accomplished before 30

and i thought about that and realized something.

i have been feeling similarly about a few goals that i’ve been hanging onto for years and years. like i’m going to be honest with you, some people might remember this if you’ve been around here for a long time but probably not. anyway when i was in high school i really wanted to make music, sing, learn an instrument. and i did make some covers that i posted on myspace (showing my age here lol) and youtube but then i kind of gave up on it when

1) became 18 and realized my dream to go to NYC and pursue music when i was 18 wasn’t happening because of a million reasons (it was very much a pipe dream, right? i mean you can’t have that dream and not prepare for it and i didnt. also i was too scared at the time to even move out to my own place if i had the funds to do so because my parents wouldnt have really approved and i was still so under their thumb)

2) broke up with my musician boyfriend. which needed to happen. but he was the only person super passionate about that kind of goal at the time around me (till he ran lol) and he actually is still doing music now so good for him but basically

because of those 2 reasons i just let go of that dream all together as something i thought i wanted to do but was “unrealistic”.

but the thing about turning 30 and feelings like you needed to achieve all these personal/dreamy/goals in your 20s. what is that bullshit? why?

what changes when you cross over to 30? i’ll tell you one thing. media pushes movies, books, films, everything about people chasing their dreams in their 20s and “settling” down in their 30s. where’s my inspiring movie about the 32 year old mom who finally wrote a song and performed it live after being terrified her whole life of doing so?

think about it though

in your 30s you. *might* have a better paying job than you did in your 20s. which means, if you can manage to find time or a way for it, you *might* be able to save a little more money or afford to do something like, buy that guitar and guitar lessons in order to learn to play and write a song and live out your dream in some way, even if its just learning to play so you can play at an open mic. and maybe you’ll like that and you’ll somehow connect with likeminded people and form a band. idk. your dreams dont have to end in your 20s.

you dont have to fall into the trap of your 20s are for your dreams that are so big you feel like the chance of achieving them is getting struck by lightening

and then your 30s are for fancy adult goals like buying a house, and going on a $10k vacation and those things are probably just as hard as the goals you had in your 20s but the world wont make you see it that way. its seen as “selfish” to prioritize and budget for your artistic goals - but not a house. no that’s responsible and what you “should” do. but its ok to prioritize something that’s going to give your soul fulfillment too! we need to believe that! because it’s true. we are not here just to work our jobs and live mundane colorless lives once we aren’t considered “young” anymore (but 30s are still young. not what i’m saying)

you’re always going to be chasing something big and if you let the world control what that thing is you’re always going to be on some rat race.

it’s fine if you achieve your goals in a different order than the world says you were supposed to. i got married young and had a child young, that was how my life played out and i’m happy with that because, yes, finding love and becoming a mother very much were goals of mine.

yes i dropped out of college because i couldn’t afford it and i couldnt find a major that felt worth being in debt for. and also, because hey guess what? contrary to what a lot of people will try to lead you to believe, college is not for everyone. and college does not = success. college drop out does not = failure. it’s just an option of something you could do with your life. AND if you didn’t go to your college in your 20s it doesnt mean you can’t in your 30s. or 50s. hell my husband, who did go to college saw elderly (think, 80s!) people going to his college as students! college isn’t just for 18 year olds fresh out of high school.

My 27th birthday is in 2 weeks and no, i have not yet to worked up the courage to write an original song from words to music, or have the courage to get on a stage and sing anything, or talk to a stranger, or publish any of my writing or art, goals i’ve had whirling around in my brain since I was 18, but, it’s going to happen. maybe this year. maybe when i’m 35, but it’s going to happen. a number is not going to be the thing holding me back.

that whole mentality of “my youth is slipping away i need to achieve all these dreams before midnight the day of my 30th birthday” is so stupid and flawed and we all deserve to see ourselves, and our individual potential as more than that.

last part of this rant - one of the reason i even became so passionate about reignighting some of my dusty, old goals, that it turned out, i still cared about, is because i had a moment where i was like

ok i am a mom. i am someones mom. how will my daughter see me, as a person, not just her mom?

kevin and i always talk about how between the two of us we’ve both had a lot of quintessential young adult experiences that we look forward to sharing with her. like, quitting jobs, getting in car accidents, that one time i unknowingly participated in an illegal bonfire and ran from the cops then lied straight to their faces and somehow got away with it (literally my ONE act of teen rebellion), changing college majors like 3 years in (kevin), failed classes, tried cigarettes, etc like i’m ready, and hope that one day she will feel comfortable talking to us about things because we’ve been through things and have a lot of input and two different perspectives to offer

but further than that, i realized that i want her to know that her mom is a person too. i want her to know that mom is also passionate about writing, and music, and somehow tackled some of her goals in regards to that so that SHE can feel that SHE, too can do those things. and i know that, that is in part how it works

because,

my dad IS an artist. my dad IS a musician. yall. my dad is SO talented. my dad is brilliant. besides his artistic abilities which include, drawing literal realistic as fuck portraits, sculpting, painting, playing guitar, bass, piano, mandolin, he also knows music composition, etc etc etc beyond all of that, he also taught himself fucking PLUMBING and ELECTRICIAN SHIT to fix things in our house growing up. like he bought a book. and taught himself. my dad. i grew up thinking that was normal but i realized not everyones dad can just tear down the bathroom and rebuild it from scratch down to the plumbing without being a licensed professional.

but anyway the point is - as talented as my dad is, he doesnt really pursue his artistic dreams much. and its sad. i’m glad that i’ve seen some of the work he did when he was younger. i’m glad that if i bring it up, he’ll show me something he can do. but he doesnt pursue it anymore really. my dad works an exhausting physical labor job but even he, as a 50something year old has fallen into that trap of like, i dont have time to draw, but he will scroll his phone and read articles for hours and i’m not shaming him. i’m just saying we all have this problem in the modern era of technology and social media and what not (hell i am writing a post on tumblr instead of my book right now).

but if timing was different and my dad grew up in a different time, where lets say something distracted him from doing the little bit of art and music that he did when i was a kid that i was able to witness, if i hadnt seen that. i wouldnt know that.. in a way.. that’s in me. i mean, he’s my dad. if my dad could pick up a craft and work at it to be good at it, why can’t i? there are so many musicians and (kind unrelated but not rly - i think being “self made” is an art) business owners in my family. there’s either some common thread in our genetics ORRRRRRRRRR just growing up around people working at and succeeding at those kinds of goals shows you that it CAN be done so you’re more likely to believe in your abilities

and i want that for my daughter. because even as an almost 3 year old i can see that she has a gift for music, and reading. and even if i’m wrong about that and she grows up wanting to do some other thing as a job or hobby, i want her to know, by seeing her mom do it, that she can achieve anything she puts her heart to. you don’t have to box yourself in because of your age or your sex or the fact that you’re a parent.

and your dream doesnt have to become your career. it can be a hobby and still be fulfilling. like yes, 18 year old me dreamed about some life in nyc singing in clubs or bars or whatever and being ~famous (lol) and that did not happen, but i can still get out there and play open mic downtown and get that love of music, and desire to face my fear of performing out of my system. maybe i’ll love it. maybe i’ll hate it. but i’ll have done it. and that’s the ultimate goal.

sorry i went off but i had to get that out of my system and i’m very passionate about

#personal

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gutsybitsies · 5 years

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Not the same anon but I would love to hear about the beauty and the beast version. I feel this fandom has greatly failed in not doing a beauty and the beast au for zimbits and you know what's up!

*cracks knuckles* im not sure if i’ve posted this before but i’d been talking about it with @fabbittle a while back:

OKAY SO the premise is the same as the amnesia one and it’s bitty living in a cottage in the woods and so one day he comes across this really injured beast/monster. the beast is jack under curse. when he turned, he was chased and hunted by his own royal guards and friends who didn’t recognize him, and chased out of his kingdom. he’s cursed to be a monster until someone falls in love with him, but alas, who can love a beast?

someone with a weird fetish like bitty, obviously. he takes one look and he’s thirsty. like jack’s still humanoid, he’s still muscular, and he’s got a lot of fur. and bitty can tell that he’s probably some poor guy who got cursed into a what to him seemed like a magnificent sexy beefcake. so while bitty’s nursing jack back to health there were two trains of thoughts in the cottage. the one that belongs to jack is “i’m a monster and he is so kind, i cant believe i love him so much, but there is no way he will ever love me.” while bitty’s thoughts are kind of just “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck meeeeee.”

bitty tries everything to seduce jack. but jack’s not picking up the hints, just lamenting about his ugliness and how he’s unloveable. but eventually bitty does say the words “i love you, you big handsome goofball!!” and then jack glows and poof. he’s human again!!!

and bitty’s a bit sad, because if jack was human again it meant that he’d have to go back home, just when the two of them got together. but jack actually said that he wanted to stay here with bitty, that he didn’t much like his old life anyway, and he loves bitty and he loves the town samwell and everyone who lived there. but one day, a while later, an old man rides into town. he’s tired, and hungry, and he says that he’s looking for his son.

jack was honest with bitty. he told him about his old life, as crown prince of the kingdom, about a fiance he didn’t care for, about the anxiety that he had about living up to his father, about his fear of failure. it all came to ahead when he was cursed and no one had recognized him, and he’d truly became something unworthy and disgusting in their eyes.

“do you miss your parents?” bitty had asked.

“yes,” jack replied honestly. “but i think it’s better that they don’t have me as a son.”

but here robert zimmermann was, cold and tired from his journey, asking for magical favors everywhere, trying to find his greatest pride. bitty knew that if he knew jack was here, robert would take him away and break the small comfortable life that they built up together.

“my saddle broke,” bob said at the inn. “do you know where i can fix it?”

“Tailor John knows how to do leatherwork for saddles and does most of the work in the town for it, but he just left yesterday to go to his daughter’s wedding and won’t be back for two weeks,” the innkeeper replied, “but bitty’s husband also knows how to do a quick repair, should last you until you reach another town. hey, bitty!”

“hey there Jim,” bitty says as he brings in the day’s bread into the inn. “did i hear anything about a broken saddle?”

“yeah, guy needs a fix, you think your jack can do it?”

“well he can certainly try, he’s busy fixing our chicken coop right now, a fox got in last night, but if you come over tomorrow at noon i’m sure he’ll take a look at it,” bitty replied, looking warily at the man who looks almost exactly like jack and who said he was looking for his son.

jack and bob see each other the next day, and bob bursts into tears and hugs his son as he finally got him back.

“why haven’t you come back? is there anything wrong? what’s this i hear about you being married?” he looked cautiously through the window at bitty, who was shooing away a deer that came near their garden trying to nibble at their cabbage.

“i was cursed, he helped me lift it, and i decided to stay. i’m sorry for not contacting you or maman sooner, but i don’t want to go back.”

bob became stern, “jack, this is your responsibility. you can’t leave your kingdom helmless in the future when it needs you. a ship without a captain steers itself into the waves and drowns. i don’t know what kind of dreamland you’ve been imagining yourself to be in but you need to snap out of it.”

“i can’t leave bitty.”

“then bring him with you, set him up in the capital with the finest things as repayment for taking care of you. he’ll have a great life as your lover.”

“he’s not just my lover, he’s my husband.”

“….is he a knight?”

“no.”

“has he ever went on a quest to save a kingdom, or defeated a dragon? do you think he can even hold a sword? will he be able to intermingle with the court life? how will he have any kind of dignity in the eyes of anyone in our circle as a prince consort now and a king consort in the future? what, are you going to give him a fake title and a dukedom to force him to integrate into our lives?”

seeing that jack can’t argue back but wasnt changing his mind, bob tried for a softer approach. “jack, you can bring him back with us. let him get used to how things are, and then we’ll talk about it, okay?”

so the three of them go to the capital and bitty is enraptured by all the beautiful things there, but there’s a slight hiccup. he’s ignored by every single person. the court, being very sensitive to the king and queen’s wishes, snubbed him on basically all occasions. he was given quarters in a small room far away from jack, and even though jack told him to just stay in jack’s room he wasn’t able to see jack often because jack comes back later and tired. when they first arrived bob and alicia didn’t even bother introducing him to anyone as jack’s husband.

jack introduces bitty to people, and in jack’s presence there would be stilted conversation that stops as soon as jack wasn’t there. he tries his best to get bitty situated, but he’s being inundated as it were by tasks and jobs and responsibilities that he has to pick up again.

and bitty realizes what’s happening, that no one wanted them to be together so they’re forcing this war of attrition. it comes to a head after a month, when bitty just couldn’t take it anymore and breaks down.

jack: let’s just elope.

bitty: what? we can’t do that.

jack: …go back home and i’ll come get you when i convince my parents to stop playing this stupid game. i’ll much rather you be happy away from me than suffer by my side.

bitty reluctantly agrees, and goes back. he waits and waits for a message from jack or jack himself, but doesnt get anything until there’s news that the prince of the neighboring kingdom, jack zimmermann, is getting ready to be married. but he still waited, because maybe that’s just a rumor and jack would tell him if anything happened, and that’s when a knight walked up the path to his cottage. and asked him to approve of a divorce from jack so that his next marriage can be legal.

enclosed was a letter in jack’s handwriting that basically said that he realized that it was impossible for him to change his parents mind and impossible to leave. and that he could be stubborn and bring bitty back no matter what but he knows that it would just make bitty miserable. he’s sorry that he couldn’t say this in person, but he knew that if he saw bitty he’ll never want to leave.

bitty signs, and then shuts the door in the face of the knight without even offering him refreshments for his long journey.

bitty: i know its selfish but i wish the curse on jack had never broke. he’d have never been found, he’ll still be mine.

and then, miles and miles away, a roar erupted in a panicking room as prince jack zimmermann transformed painfully into a giant beast in front of everyone. his parents grow frantic trying to break the curse, but no one could do it.

note: this is from a long time ago that i never finished so here’s the rough rough rough ending

basically more panicking from the royals and jack ups and leaves again and finds his way somewhere where he sees bitty again. they don’t get together quite yet but eventually they start talking more and jack apologizes.

bitty: “i made a dumb stupid wish and i wish i can turn you back but i can’t i’m sorry”

jack: “that’s okay. i think if i wasn’t still in love with you i wouldn’t have turned anyway. my parents love me, i know, but i could never live up to them. i would’ve never been good enough, might as well stay here and eat berries.”

they still don’t get together, until one day jack’s on a hunting trip and get’s lost in the winter and meets up with a bunch of kids who also got lost, and he saves them and eventually leads them home. they thank him a lot and and jack’s pretty content with himself, before going back to his hut. and bam human again -insert disney music-

jack knocks on bitty’s door with some flowers in hand, all “i know you’ve always wanted to see the world, and now i can take you places. we don’t have to be together, but do you want to come with me?”

and so they set off together and one day bitty looks at jack weaving a scarf for the winter and kisses him.

#Anonymous #omgcp #zimbits #jack zimmermann #eric bittle #i almost forgot about this au lol

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normal-thoughts-official · 5 years

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Magnus and Queen

ok so i thought making the other post would get this off my chest but apparently it didnt so here comes

this post is non-queen-fans friendly

lemme just talk a little bit more about magnus' (Canon!!!!) relationship with freddie mercury cuz honestly i think they were just name-dropping but it makes so much sense i die

listen. LISTEN. magnus and freddie are so alike, its kind of unreal. both really powerful/glamorous/outspoken people who actually felt pretty lonely and were very closed off when it came to important things.

both with the same fashion style and love to break gender roles (particularly 70s!Freddie).

both big cat lovers.

both really Soft and romantic and nice but taken for divas and drama queens because of their effeminate styles.

both serial adopters of insecure kids (John deacon, queens bassist, has said multiple times that fred was like a father figure to him, helped him come out of his shell and feel comfortable in the band and always helped him write his songs. also most of freddie's exes or queer friends ended up living at his house or getting a position as like, freddie's "personal assistant" or "gardener" so he could help them on their feet - and magnus, well, magnus has adopted every single downworlder he managed to put his hands on).

both diplomatic peacemakers (all the queen guys have said on multiple occasions that when things got heated, freddie helped them figure out their differences and played the diplomat) but who also didnt stand for bullshit.

both had an "open house" policy (freddie would accept visitors any day and frequently took random people he met on clubs to his home. that's how he met his husband, jim hutton)

both really creative, admired, fierce people. both scared of being left behind and unloved. both queer men of color.

like listen theres just. so much they could bond over. so much they could share with each other. i bet their relationship was so good for the both of them

with all of that being said, i dont think they were like, boyfriends. theres many reasons for that; 1- magnus would have to hide pretty much his entire life from freddie; 2- i think magnus would at least avoid getting involved with a mundane; 3- magnus spent way too many years closed off to romantic relationships; 4- they were both kinda private when it came to The Important Things so i think that would put a wall between them should they try to have a romantic relationship

so I'm thinking - not dating, but not really friends with benefits either? something like friends-who-sometimes-bang-and-sometimes-sit-in-silence-doing-their-thing-and-sometimes-talk-all-night-long. intimate and close, but not really romantic. and they were fine with that

freddie and magnus would lowkey compete over who loved cats the most. it was never really explicitly said but whenever magnus would, like, get a cat some milk, freddie would give them fish, so magnus would pet them, so freddie would kiss them, and it kept going but neither would acknowledge what was happening

magnus had to have met the other queen members at some point, since they were all really close (like, personal-space-is-not-a-thing close, really, there are many pictures of them all just. sitting on each other's laps), and i think hed vibe with Brian May (queens guitarrist) pretty well

im thinking party because freddie loved to throw parties and magnus loved himself a good party and somehow he bumps on Brian and theyre both slightly tipsy and started talking and like. brian is fun (esp when hes drunk) so theyd get along well and somehow they found themselves at a quieter place just talking. im thinking by the pool just because brian would throw himself at the pool at freddie's parties jejdid

anyway they have a few bits in common if you look close enough. mainly, brians gender issues (his parents kind of raised him as a girl and hes always been like, slightly feminine. up to this day - hes 71 now - brian paints his nails and has long curly hair and wears androgynous clothing on his shows) and death issues (brian had a sister who died very young and it deeply scarred him. he has many songs that revolve around the idea of being the one who lives and having to watch your loved ones die. hes also struggled with depression and suicidal ideation for pretty much his whole life)

so like, ok, yeah, dark, but im not really thinking, super dark? im thinking somehow these topics come up and it ends up being like one of these honest conversations you have with strangers at a party when you're just the right amount of tipsy to be honest without being hyper-emotional or a crying mess. these conversations that end up going deep but dont really feel sad, feel more like "omg someone understands!" and end up being kind of fun

so they talk about these issues and get along pretty well and both come out of their conversation pretty satisfied. magnus didnt reveal anything he shouldn't, of course, but that conversation ended up subconsciously inspiring brian to write who wants to live forever

magnus kind of doesnt listen to who wants to live forever cuz it hits a little too close to home. but its a beautiful song

eventually, with magnus becoming the high warlock of brooklyn and freddie dating other people, they stop seeing each other. they dont really break up as much as drift apart, and, as many of freddie's exes, stay on pretty amicable terms

magnus never stops being a queen fan. hed still go to concerts, along with dot, and sometimes talk to the guys when he managed

magnus was totally that queen fan who liked the hot space album, and dot was totally that queen fan who despised the hot space album. these were the concerts that magnus "dragged" dot to (because i refuse to believe dot doesnt like queen. theres no such thing). theyd have heated arguments over it too

"its funk! its disco! its not queen" "oh, so you're telling me that queen, the band that mixed hard rock and opera, should stick to a single musical genre?" "im saying it doesnt have queens touch. i thought youd back me up on this, dont you think there could be more of an edge?" "darling, there can always be more of an edge. also, two words: under pressure." and even dot cant argue with the power of under pressure, but that doesn't mean she'll agree with him

queen is magnus' go-to band for many moods. they just have so many songs he can relate to (from dont try suicide to somebody to love) and also many purely fun, even silly songs he can dance/perform to and just feel. happy. he even likes most of queens not as well-known songs, like seaside rendezvous and lazing on a sunday afternoon

freddie's death shocked him. freddie didnt tell the press about his disease and they werent that close anymore at the time, so it hit him in the stomach. he attended the freddie mercury tribute concert and went back home feeling better and knowing that freddie lived a happy life

when he starts to miss him and wants to honour him, he listens to was it all worth it, to remind himself that yes, Freddie died really happy and proud of his life

#me trying desperstely to not end this on a sad note like #sh #shadowhunters #magnus bane #meta #sh meta #dot rollins #dot #dorothea rollins #magnus lightwood bane #overflowing trashcan

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hcrris · 5 years

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can ….. i come in ????? have been watching unbreakable kimmy schmidt for 3 hours pretending time isnt passing , life isnt real and in fact.. i am dreaming (-: lajdfksl hey <3 im jay im 21 and i love those instagram profiles of hamsters in little clothes ( when they got little purses? ???? dont talk to me im cryin. ) below u will find info about jane harris aka literally the vine of the little kid scribbling hard like his life depended on it. shes a mess ?? but a semi enjoyable mess. a mess with good intentions. if u want to establish some connections, LIKE THIS and i will come annoy u <3 alternatively u can ease my social anxiety and msg me here or through my discord sencha tea#4035 (و ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و♡

( lily collins, cis female, she/her. ) — jane harris has been a medina complex resident for three years, now. they’re twenty-three years old, and they tend to avoid making eye contact. sometimes when i walk by B06, i hear cherry-coloured funk by cocteau twins playing. lately, i’d say they’re pretty effervescent, but sometimes that’s overwhelmed by the fact that they’re neurotic. i mean, they usually pay their rent on time, though, and that’s most important fact here.

repeatedly fixing the apartment number on the door when it swings down to a nine, a split moment of shadow after the radiance of laughter, carl sagan’s pale blue dot, a life of frequent minor accidents, constant hunger for balance overshadowed by emotional turbulence.

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TW ALCOHOLISM EMOTIONAL ABUSE DEPRESSION & ANXIETY !!!!! ok moving on

her parents met in art school in paris.. her mom is french and studied art history while her dad was an exchange student from california with a skewed artist mentality. it was that saccharine, toxic sort of love. her mom always felt like she needed to be the guardian angel in the relationship who would always hold him up when he was feeling down and he was feeling down….. a lot. because she was putting all that energy to save her relationship, she was drowning too but never enough to walk away. there was a lot of love there but it was twisted and uncomfortable at times

when they found out jane was on the way, it felt like they needed to suddenly grow up. her mom was ready to make changes, adapt to the new lifestyle. her dad, on the other hand, urged they rethink if this is what they want but he didn’t push for abortion.. he understood it was jane’s mothers choice to make and reassured that he would be there for the both of them no. matter. what.

but ??? the reality was he felt trapped by the idea of a child and he struggled to acknowledge and accept how quickly his life was flipping upside down and how he lost all control of it. he wanted to travel around europe ???? soak in nature, daydream and make art . but jane’s mom wanted to settle. instead of embarking on adventures after graduating, they decided to move to california.

things just seemed to fall apart like domino from then on. janes mom was lead astray.. thinking that what california would bring them was stability but instead, it was all chaos. they rushed to get married .. turned out janes father wasnt on good terms with his parents. he was irresponsible financially, put both his parents in huge debt, was blinded by his ego to ever realise his mistakes. lied constantly .. convincing janes mom that there’s light going forward. that once he finds a sponsor for his art .... once he sells his first piece ... once they see in him what he always saw in himself , he was going to make it right. and he reassured he would make it right for jane.

janes mom was so pathetically in love that she pushed through .. living in a sort of imagined world, believing that things were better than they actually were. and her dad was good at persuading that narrative. he would come home with a pocketful of cash and the bills paid. oftentimes, it was all an act. his art wasn’t selling and a lot of what he bragged about was borrowed or stolen. behind the curtain, he was absent and unmotivated. he would come home in the evening claiming that the whisky breath was celebratory but in reality, he was complaining to the barman two blocks away about how his life feels monotone .. like a french black and white movie.

the day of jane’s birth was a whole mess. her father decided to drive her mother to the hospital, knowing he had one too many. they were caught for speeding and while janes dad spent the night at a nearby station for driving under influence, her mom was at the back of a cop car, crying for one too many reasons .. jane decided to hang on for a little while longer and was born at 3am the following night. cradled in her mothers arms and her dads voice humming on the line

jane would only ever hear the romanticised version of this story from her mother. this ??? fucked up sense of security that no matter what, love conquers all. that love means supporting each other, loving each other extra when everything else falls apart. but truth is.. her mother was forced to give up her own dreams, lost all connections to her past, worked days and nights at a nursing home to support her family and pitch in to her husbands alcoholism while she’s at it. making excuses that jane was too young to contradict. all while the only source of happiness for her father was the haziness of his evenings, when he felt like floating and he could barely hold onto to his paintbrush. he was a stranger living in their basement .. more than he was ever a father

growing up, jane watched her mother mask her depression. carry empty bottles out from the basement, trying to hide it from jane .. it brought her shame. she was doing the same thing to jane that he was doing to her for all these years .. consistently expressing a certain attitude, this unwavering satisfaction for the life they are living and so ... it hardens. you start to believe it. except unlike her mother, jane was observant.. she had other lives around her to compare to her own, voices of reason that pierced through the skewed perception her mother drilled into her skull. when jane grew into her skin, she felt so ... disgusted and angry. she tried to pull her mother out of her fantasy but nothing worked.

through her high school years, she felt helpless .. her home life was a nightmare and she made every possible attempt to stay out of it for as long as possible. she took on jobs and extracurriculars .. stayed at her friends’ house until she couldn’t. and she would think.. think so hard, she would start crying. pushing her own problems away .. in her head, she would imagine herself in a different skin, a different place. it was the only way she could calm her breathing. only to have to battle the same thoughts the following morning

after graduating high school, jane went to community college for product management got a job offering after her placement at a big company and moved out shortly after ( and MOVED IN to medina... can i get a yee yee ) .. she got insurance for the first time in her life and eats too many of free pizza slices at work to save up on groceries every week <3

she doesn’t visit her parents bc she no longer feels like her mother is on her team. she’s lived a maddening and terribly draining life and living alone has brought her deserving peace.. although she’d rather keep contact with her mother to a minimum, its obvious that jane is her mothers anchor. if she feels as though her daughter is not fighting for her, she breaks down.. as much as jane wants to run away from her past, it always seems to catch up

if ur still reading literally who are u lafjdkl. ill be done schoon ..... oof

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if they are friends ... jane. will. talk. ur. ear. off. but probably not for the right reasons lol .. she has never been assessed by a professional, isn’t taking any treatment but she definitely needs it :( shes a chronic overthinker.. the voice in her head keeps chattering away most of the time which gets a little nauseating. she hates silence and feels like she needs to fill it with words. she often says the wrong things .. to the wrong people ... at the WRONG time and she is very aware of it. its the culprit for her self doubt and struggle to open up emotionally to the people shes close to. shes very critical towards herself, she micro analyses everything from the way she acts, the way she looks and what she says. shes also not a fan of confrontation !!!!!!!BUT!!!!!!!!!!!

she is a FIREBALL when she stands up for others. i dont know how she hasnt gotten into a physical fight yet. she would literally rip ur side mirror off ur car if u didnt wait for an old lady to cross the street. is intense in every possible way. if shes angry, shes angry and impulsive and out of control, when she is in love, she feels it in her bones and simultaneously wants to rip her hair out, when she’s passionate about something, she is persistent until she isn’t and when she loses motivation, everything feels bleak .. theres never any emotional balance, even though she fights so hard for it every day

likes sci fi movies .. literally when they are Floating in space ???? SIGN! JANE! THE! FUCK! UP! letterboxd is probably her favorite app. sometimes she will post a review, read it over and over, find something wrong with what she said and then delete it. shes very neurotic. she either has good days where she can comfortably be herself or bad days, when it feels like everyone is judging her every move when in reality. ... it is always .. all in her head.

and she is mostly in her head. she creates fantasies of her life, relationships platonic and romantic and as a result, nothing ever seems to measure up. she feels secure in her fantasies but oftentimes when it hits her that they are just that, fantasies, she ... feels really alone.

will trip over her own feet . has like 5 bruises from washing the dishes </3

she works as a part of a product design team in a big company.. probably has the knowledge to move up the tier but does not have the courage to stand up for herself . she doesnt believe in herself and is kind of a pessimist .......

got high one night and decided she wants to start an uber ....... only for women. but doesnt think its a good ide a (its a good idea. id like to think in 10 years time ... bitch made it)

really weird. likes eating broad beans and frozen strawberries .. will literally eat a lemon.

she will have different interests every week but never seems to be any good at anything ???????????? makes her sad.

claims tidying up with marie kondo changed her life LAKJDSKLDJ

*draws curtains* anybody else tired?

#mediocre.intro #»-.-°-ỽ-⸰-ｓｈｕｔ-ｕｒ-ｔｒａｐ-⸰-ỽ-°-.-«#4 hrs ago : yea ...... i could finish this intro in like 2 hours :) why not. whats gonna stop me ???? writing doesnt take that long.#it takes literally ?? 2 miliseconds. lol .......#im shtupid !!!!! have to take a shower. this is longer than all shakespeare plays combined.#if u read this im manifasting a good year for u.

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verminviscount · 5 years

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Remember that story I wrote with eli i never posted?

Here it is. By the way, it’ll be a long one. you may notice im a master of double texting. everything in parentheses is our commentary.

Me: *will add emojis later*

Me: here he is

Me: this is Gerald

Eli: Gerald is beautiful

Me: he likes to break gender roles

Eli: I see

Me: Gerald says thank you

Me: for calling him beautiful

Me: Gerald is opening a Q&A

Eli: what’s his fav color

Me: gerald likes green

Me: mint green

Eli: Ooo nice

Eli: What’s his sexuality

Me: Gerald is poly

Eli: cool

Eli: is he single

Me: yes

Eli: so I take it he’s looking for someone

Me: yes

Eli: *will add emojis later*

Eli: This is Rebecca

Eli: She thinks that Gerald is cute

Me: Gerald thinks that Rebecca is sweet

Eli: She usually doesn’t do this but she is wondering if Gerald would like to grab coffee

Me: Gerald doesn’t drink coffee, but Gerald will get a hot cocoa with Rebecca

Me: whats Rebeccas favorite band?

Eli: Neither does Rebecca but she thought that’s what people say. She is flattered

Eli: She is v much still in love with mcr

Me: Gerald thinks that even if this doesnt work out, this will be a wonderful frenship

Eli: Rebecca is looking forward to this

Me: Gerald is outside Rebeccas house.

Me: Gerald is ready to go to Starbucks with Rebecca

Eli: Rebecca is heading downstairs right now

Eli: She is v excited

Me: Gerald thinks Rebecca looks wonderful

Me: they go to Starbucks

Eli: Rebecca forgot to tell Gerald how good he looks

Eli: She offers to pay for the hot cocoa

Me: Gerald politely turns her down

Me: there is a woman glaring at Gerald

Eli: Rebecca starts to feel self conscious so she tries to start a conversation

Eli: She accidentally spills her drink

Me: the woman walks over and starts harassing Gerald over his fashion choices

Eli: Despite feeling embarrassed about the spill she stands up for Gerald

Me: the womans husband comes over and apologizes for his wifes behavior, paying for Gerald and Rebeccas drinks

Eli: Rebecca asks Gerald is he’s okay

Eli: She reassures him that he looks great

Me: *will add emojis later*

Me: Gerald is shaken, but he says he will be okay

Eli: *will add emojis later*

Eli: Rebecca feels bad but tells him that he looks way better in a dress than that bitch

Me: Gerald hugs Rebecca and thanks her for standing up for him

Eli: Rebecca hugs him back and tells him that she would do it anytime

Eli: Rebecca will fight a bish

Me: Gerald gets his second hot cocoa and notices the barista has written his number on the cup

Eli: Rebecca tells Gerald that she would be okay with him calling the barista although she would be disappointed

Eli: She says she would be his wingman but she points to the huge stain on her shirt

Me: (Why is rebecca actually the best?)

Eli: (only the best for Gerald)

Me: Gerald texts the barista, but tells Rebecca maybe they could make it a polyam relationship if she and the barista are okay with it

Me: (OT3 OT3 OT3)

Eli: Rebecca has never done anything like that so she has to give it some thought

Me: Gerald respects that and takes the time to ask the barista

Eli: Rebecca thinks Gerald should know that she once dated the barista

Me: Gerald is a little surprised, and wants to know more

Eli: The barista is a great guy and they actually broke up because he needed to figure himself out

Eli: They have no bad blood

Me: Gerald is happy to hear that

Eli: Rebecca has decided that she is willing to give the polyam relationship a try

Me: the barista said the same thing

Eli: Rebecca is happy to hear that

Me: Gerald asks if Rebecca knows Carl and Nico

[AUTHORS NOTE: that was the first story like this we wrote, I’ll post it if you’re interested, but you don’t have to know it for this to make sense]

Eli: (oh no)

Eli: Rebecca says that she is cousins with Nico although they aren’t exactly on good terms

Eli: That’s why she wasn’t at the wedding

Me: Carl and Gerald are twin brothers

Eli: Rebecca is surprised. She had a twin brother but he died sadly

Me: Gerald asks his name

Eli: Ace

Me: How old was Ace when he passed, and where did you guys live?

Eli: Rebecca says they were 17 and they lived in North Carolina

Me: GERALD AND ACE WERE BEST FRIENDS

Eli: Rebecca is taken aback. She and Ace were v close and she had never heard about Gerald

Me: Gerald didn’t want anyone to know about him

Me: except Ace. Ace was special to Gerald

Eli: Now that she thinks about it Ace did mention someone he cared deeply about but never gave a name

Me: Ace and Gerald had been dating for a few years before Ace died

Eli: Rebecca begins to cry. She remembers that Ace had been planning to come out on his 18th birthday.

Me: Gerald feels awful that he made Rebecca cry

Me: (shit this got really depressing)

Eli: Rebecca tells Gerald that it’s not his fault

Eli: (shit it did)

Me: the barista comes over to comfort them (wtf is his name?)

Eli: (Chad???)

Me: (ew no he needs a cool name)

Eli: (Rodney???)

Eli: (???)

Me: (hmm Michael)

Eli: (okay)

Eli: Rebecca appreciates Michael coming over but she decides she can’t be in a relationship with Gerald

Eli: Gerald meant too much to Ace for her to do that

Me: Gerald is heart broken, but understands

Me: (fUCC im like, about to cry)

Eli: (im sorry sammy)

Eli: Rebecca wishes Gerald luck in life and still wants him to date Michael

Me: Michael is crying and hugs Rebecca, wishing her the best

Me: Gerald kisses Rebeccas cheek and says he hopes she finds someone good enough for her

Eli: Rebecca tries not to cry as she says goodbye

Eli: she decides maybe its her turn to find herself and she decides to move away

Me: (AAAA MY HEART)

Eli: (god this is so sad)

Eli: (what have we done)

Me: Michael asks Gerald out on a date. Gerald says yes, but he wants to help Rebecca move first

Me: Gerald wants to stay friends with Rebecca

Eli: Rebecca appreciates Gerald’s help. She invites him to have hot cocoa one more time before she leaves

Me: Gerald accepts

Me: (i am legit tearing up rn wtf)

Eli: (this is happier although part of me wants to make it sad)

Eli: (OK maybe not)

Me: (screw it, let’s make it sad)

Eli: Rebecca is glad to spend this time with Gerald. She decides to break the news to him that she’s dying

Eli: (ahhh what did i do)

Me: (AHHH WHAT DID YOU DO)

Eli: (IDK)

Me: Gerald is devastated and asks if he can help

Eli: Rebecca says that she appreciates the offer but she doesn’t want him to be around when it happens. That’s the real reason why she’s moving.

Me: Gerald asks what shes dying of

Eli: She has cancer

Me: (this is some john green book type shit right here)

Eli: (oof)

Me: (maybe hot cocoa can be our always)

Eli: (my heart)

Eli: (XD) [A/N yeah... both Eli and I are stuck in 2005.]

Me: (same)

Eli: Rebecca wishes she could stay have hot cocoa with Gerald all day but it’s time for her to leave

Me: Michael holds Gerald as he cries (bitch me too) Gerald says he will miss Rebecca and he hopes that if she dies from the cancer she will meet Ace again

Eli: Rebecca hugs the two of them and says she will tell Ace that Gerald is doing well (im not tho)

Me: (we should end this story before i start full on sobbing)

Eli: (im not crying you’re crying)

Me: (were both crying, lets be honest here)

Eli: (Rebecca leaves and everyoneliveshappilyeveraftertheehd???)

Me: (that works)

Me: *three years later*

Eli: (why would you do that)

Eli: (my heart can’t take anymore)

Me: Rebecca beat the cancer, Gerald and Michael are engaged and Rebecca is Geralds best woman

Me: (dude dont worry happy ending)

Me: THANK FUCC THATS OVER

Eli: oh yay

#kind of angsty #poorly written #happy ending

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mounteenbase · 6 years

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Husband!Jeonghan

A/N: bad boy minghao is coming tomorrow! I do wanna post something so Husband Jeonghan here he comes!

So he probably proposes pretty late, maybe even not even proposing? More of a mutual decision of “We love each other and wanna tie the knot”

Like he wasn’t prepared at all he’s just like “Y/n you love me right? Maybe it’s time we marry? Because I really love you too.”

So you get to pick the rings with him of course engagement and wedding rings

He will put a lot of effort into planning the wedding although he’ll let you make all the decisions

Except for some certain little things he wants to choose

Like he wants to choose he kids that carry the rings to you two

Not Seungcheol’s kids they’re too rough and active

Joshua’s kids are just right, still small and cute but also timid

And yeah they already have kids, you two marry really late as I mentioned

The wedding would be aesthetics though really

Also Jeonghan’s vow would be pretty short I think? He would just put a lot of feeling into it, quality over quantity

Puts an inside joke at the end that only you two get

But he’s emotional so the joke comes out really weirdly BUT DOESNT MATTER ITS THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS

He would prefer going on a honeymoon somewhere not too far from Korea

Preferably in Korea

Maybe Jeju Island, somewhere by the sea (in a luxurious hotel though don’t get me wrong)

He just prefers going somewhere with the comforts of knowing the culture and language, his argument would be like “Isn’t everywhere special when you’re on your honeymoon?”

Would agree to go somewhere else if you did the work of talking and telling him about the cultural differences

If you wanna go somewhere else be prepared to work for it because his lazy ass isn’t gonna do anything if it’s not in his comfort zone

If you convince him and do all the work he’ll be like “You know actually this isn’t as bad as I thought...”

Just imagine Jeonghan in a Hawaiian shirt and straw hat, cocktail in hand, laying in the shade of a palmtree while saying this

You see it? Okay moving on

The wildest sex on your honeymoon just saying

Will most definitely make a photo album of the whole wedding + honeymoon thing because “easy one year anniversary gift” sqljchfa okay no he does love looking back at it

Is a brat when showing it to others

“This day Y/n ate lobster for the first time, also after this pic they fell of their chair because their foot got stuck and they wanted to go to the bathroom.”

Best gift ever right

But after that anniversary gifts get better believe me, he’s also the kinda guy to like renew the rings after idk 20 years of marriage or something? Just because he’s like “We love each other still as much as the day we married, our love has stayed bu-”

“You lost your ring didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

After a year of renewed rings, you found it in one of the potted plants inside

“Y/n, me or your best friend choose now.”

If you choose your best friend he’s gonna let you sleep on the couch for a day or two tbh just to be petty

If you choose him he’s gonna be like “Aaaaah that’s my Y/n love you.”

On days that you both get to sleep in he might make you breakfast in bed, like nothing too special but you can be sure he’ll come in serenading you to get you awake

He has his romantic moments don’t worry

Loved playing games with you tho

Hiding something and looking how long it will take you to notice

Probably tried some kind of psychological games on you, i can actually totally see him starting to get into these psychological tests

Tries classical conditioning on you, like ticking with a pen twice on the table before you eat dinner

After like a month he starts doing it randomly and yes, you immediately ask “Is dinner almost ready?”

When he explains what he did, you try doing something similar to him but he instantly notices

Loves when you get up around the same time as you, he really dislikes eating alone or getting ready alone

Probably because he’s lived in a full house for so long

Empty nest syndrome

Does love his privacy, he needs his alone time from time to time

For kids, just like marriage he’ll be late

I don’t think he’d want kids that much but would love his kids so much if he had some

Spoil them overly and trick them way too much

Loves when he sees personality traits of himself in his kids

More of a distant parent but not distant as in your kids will have daddy issues

Just doesn’t always take time to listen to everything their kids say or what goes on in their lifes

He works on that later when he notices he thought his son has soccer practice but he’s switched to volleyball like a year ago already

If he realised it’s gotten bad he will suddenly get really involved, lowkey panics like “AM I A BAD DAD???”

His kids love him tho he’s a fun dad

I don’t really see him getting a pet but if he does, it’s a cat

Actually I think he’ll also try to use what he gathered being around Seventeen on his kids

Tricks of getting them out of bed, ways to get them to do their best in school,...

Just In short: Stan Jeonghan, stan talent

Masterlist

#jeonghan #husband!au #mounteenbase #seventeen #svt #17 #kpop #au #husband #married #seventeen scenarios #jeonghan scenarios #wife

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mqteo · 6 years

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what up, im honey, im 21, and i never fucking learned how to read–– just kidding! i wish i could say im usually funnier than this, but honestly a good 85% of my daily conversations are just vine quotes, so. what you see is, sadly, what you get. anyway my timezone is gmt +8 which means i will probably be around at weird hours but i’ll make this work... somehow... aNYWAY, y’all are here for mateo, not for me so lemme just get on with it asldhfkl

WAIT, IS THAT FROY GUTIERREZ WALKING THE STREETS OF ROME ? OH, THAT’S JUST MATEO ÁLVAREZ QUINTANA, THE TWENTY YEAR OLD WHO’S KNOWN AROUND ROME AS THE MOUNTEBANK ! I’VE HEARD THAT THEY’RE FROM MADRID, SPAIN AND SPEND THEIR TIME WRITING AND RECORDING MUSIC IN THEIR APARTMENT. I WONDER HOW THEY LIVE UP TO THEIR EPITHET ?

BACKSTORY:

nicolas quintana and moira álvarez met and fell in love in cancun. nicolas had been there on vacation, but by the time he returned to spain, he had a wife and a baby on the way with him.

for all the talk about how nicolas and moira were young and crazy (read: stupid) in love, they were happy together, and mateo was proof of that love.

he had a fairly normal childhood, and when he was a little older, nicolas and moira had a second baby. they let mateo name her, and from the moment he first set eyes on her, mateo knew that he would love baby nina with all of his heart.

when mateo was 12, nicolas was diagnosed with stomach cancer. the cancer had been detected early, his prospects were good. or at least, that’s what they had been told. but nicolas’ cancer was especially aggressive, and after 2 years of treatments that never quite worked, nicolas passed away.

it was devastating, the worst thing to ever happen to their happy little family. but moira didn’t have time to grieve for her husband. she had two young children to look after, and the cancer treatments had left them swaddled with debt.

money was stretched thin. moira juggled several jobs, and mateo took up part-time jobs. time and time again, mateo offered to quit school so that he could work full-time, but moira was determined to give both her children the education she never got.

mateo knew that medical school was expensive, and as much as he loved his mother, he knew that she would not be able to put both him and nina through school. so he made a decision.

mateo, once a straight A student, started acting out in school. he stopped handing in his assignments, started picking fights instead. after a particularly nasty one that involved mateo trying to take on the entire football team, he was expelled. it broke poor moira’s heart, but mateo refused to let his mother work herself to death and if this was what it took for him to be able to relieve some of the financial burdens then he’d grit his teeth and shoulder the disappointment.

he went through a couple of low paying jobs, but eventually landed one with a catering company that had decent pay, even if the working hours were absolute shit. it was at one of the events he catered at that he met paloma.

paloma was a lovely older woman –– in retrospect, she couldn’t have been much older than early thirties, but mateo was younger then, too. she easily had at the very least a decade on him. it had been a wedding reception, and paloma had sat alone at the bar for most of it. despite the presence of a bartender right in front of her, she kept calling mateo over whenever he worked the room with a tray of champagne.

at first mateo didn’t think much of it, but when she slipped him a hundred euros in tip halfway through the night, it gave mateo an idea. he started paying a bit more attention to her, worked his charm a little more, and before the end of the night, he slipped his number into her purse.

and that’s what he’s been doing ever since. at first he’d use his catering job as a front to pick up lonely rich women (and men), but eventually he’d gotten enough money out of his marks that he didn’t need the catering job anymore.

moira found out about what mateo was doing when one particularly generous man paid off the family’s medical debts in full. she wasn’t happy about it, because she wanted more for mateo, but for the first time in years they were living comfortably, and mateo assured her that even if it sucked that he had to do it, it was still his choice, and that he just wanted to provide a better life for her too.

mateo moved to rome a little over a year ago, after meeting bella, a lovely italian woman who preferred his company to her busy ceo husband’s. even though that relationship ended, mateo chose to stay in rome indefinitely.

PERSONALITY:

mateo is… confusing, to say the least. he’s not exactly mean or anything, but he’s never really nice either. he’s always been good with people, and he makes use of that social skill to adjust his personality to suit whoever it is that he’s with so that they’ll like him.

even before their financial status became really dire, they weren’t exactly super well-off, so he’s always been pretty money-minded. his only loyalty is to himself and his family.

he’s a mama’s boy through and through, and he’s unashamed of it?? also the best big brother ever, like, half the time when his sugar daddies/mommies ask him what he wants he’s just like “can i get _____ for my sister” (the other half of the time he’s requesting stuff for his mother tbh)

but as much as he loves his mother and sister, don’t ever for a second mistake mateo for someone soft. mateo looks like an angel, and often acts like one to get what he wants, but he’s quite far from actually being angelic.

basically, he evaluates people based on their usefulness to him, and if they can’t offer him anything, they’re not worth his time/effort. but he’d never go out of his way to antagonise anyone, just in case he might need something from them later down the line.

he enjoys making music, and he’s surprisingly good at it. he spent so much of his formative teen years busting his ass off to make ends meet that he never really had time to explore hobbies, or learn how to deal with feelings. writing and recording music is pretty much the only outlet for his feelings. he has a couple of songs that he’ll let people listen to if they ask, but most of his songs are super personal, and he’d literally die before letting anyone else listen to them.

but the bottom line that mateo is just a really chill dude, who’s almost always down to do anything. he is That Friend™ you can call at 3am to invite on an impromptu road trip and he’d probably be ready in fifteen minutes.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

this is a cop out i’m sorry asldhfl but it’s late and im tIRED and i cant think of any good ones besides the super generic ones, but im leaving this section here in case i wake up inspired in the morning. but im just gonna put out there and i’m, like mateo, almost always down for anything. if there’s any wanted connection you have that you think mateo could fill, just lemme know!!

ok if you made it till the end,,, congratulations and ily. i’m tired as heck so i’m probs gonna go to sleep (i.e. lie in bed and reply to any messages to plot until i pass out from sheer exhaustion) but pls like the post if you want me to hit you up!! or if you’re feeling particularly inspired, plsplspls hit me up, either on the IMs here or on discord it doesnt matter to me. i’m excited!!

#ephq;intro #this got rly long im so sORRY #im tired this is not proofread #there are probs dumb mistakes but #it be like that sometimes

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thewalkingdead-imagines · 7 years

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Negan Imagine ~ New Neighbor (pt. 2)

Pre-Apocalypse A while after the reader has finally left her mistreating husband and she’s grown closer to Negan, an unwanted guest pays her a visit at her new home

part 1 I’m so sorry for the long wait, I just never got to do it till now. I hope you enjoy this and other parts will follow a lot faster! (the gif isn't mine / it was originally posted by grungedaddykinks)

Two months were it now. Two months since you had finally left your husband, who thought screaming, using, cheating and degrading on the worst kind of ways were syonyms for marriage. One and a half year you had lived through that nightmare that was now finally over and things had gotten better since then, way better to be honest. Negan had helped you as much as he could with everything, made sure that you knew that you could count on him and made you both grew way closer than you had expected. Your tries to find a job had finally been successful and even though it wasn’t your preferred career and just a small job, it brought money. You were just moving into a small bungalow near the woods you had found with Negan’s help. He wasn’t too happy about its solitude, simply because he thought that your ex could get some sick ideas like he had threatened but anyway, Negan supported you with your wish to finally have something on your own and you were more than glad about his help.

You were unpacking the last cartons in your living room as you heard how heavy footsteps made heir way over to you. “You really gotta have a little house warming”, Negan said leaning against the doorframe as you packed the last bits of stuff out of the carton. “Well, who should I invite?”, you laughed as you looked up to him. “Me”, he said grinning as he winked at you. “Two person party, sounds fucking great to me”, he added with an even bigger grin on his face. “Yeah, sure”, you said shaking your head chuckling. “I’m serious”, he insisted as you saw how he walked closer to you. “I make us some tasty as fuck Spaghetti, you take a well deserved hot shower, just sit down on the couch or whatever and then we’re having our own little party”, he said chuckling as he stood just a few inches away from you. “Alright”, you finally said as Negan’s grin grew bigger. “Now that’s what I wanted to hear”, he chuckled, biting his lip before made his way over to the kitchen. Moments later you hopped under the hot shower, let out a pleased sigh as you felt the hot water pelting down on you and your thoughts drifted to Negan. You were pretty aware of the tension that lingered between the both of you and you could feel it growing with every moment you spend with him. You knew that he was, apart from the obvious flirting, going slow for your sake and after everything you had experienced, you were thankful for that. And while you weren’t even quiet sure where this with him would lead to, you were just more than glad about the moment. Slowly, you got out of the shower, dried your body and put some fresh clothes on before you walked out of the bathroom and already saw the table ready laid before Negan walked out with a pot of pasta in his hands. “Sit down, Darling. Food’s fucking ready”, he called cheerfully out before you sat down and watched him place the food in the middle of the table. “Thank you and not just for this, also for the whole thing with the move”, you said as he sat down on the other end of the table and looked smirking over to you. “Anytime”, he replied as he got spaghetti on both of your plates and began to eat. “I need to ask you something”, you muttered before Negan rose his eyebrows and looked at you. “And that would be?”, he asked with an interested glance in his eyes. “You know I don’t like talking about him but if this asshole is threatening you or anything else, I wanna know”, you said as you looked concerned over to him. “I’m fine Sweetheart. Don’t worry, I can handle my shit”, he said with a wink while your body was still tensed up. “I know that you can, I just don’t want that you have problems because of me”, you said before Negan let out a sigh and looked back to you. “As I said, don’t fucking worry. Everything’s peachy”, he said, now with a soothing undertone before you nodded slightly even though you still had your doubts. “Okay”, you muttered before you took a sip of your drink and continued to eat your spaghetti. “Got baseball practice tomorrow”, Negan scoffed as he ate the last bit off his plate. “I thought you like baseball”, you wondered while you looked over to him. “I fucking love baseball, but they're just playing like the biggest fucking idiots right now and these fuckers have a game in two days”, Negan said with a huff as he took a sip of his beer. “Maybe you should make them spaghetti. I bet that’s gonna motivate them”, you said with a grin while Negan began to chuckle and shook his head slightly. “I’ll think about it once they’ve won again or at least fucking show me that they fucking want to. Till then they don't deserve this fine ass food”, Negan chuckled as he looked smirking over to you. “Well then I really hope for them that they’ll get better”, you said before you continued to eat your pasta. “Yeah, me too. They fucking respect me and it’s good that way, but you know what? I’m also the fucking coolest teacher of the whole goddamn school”, he said with a smirk while you chuckled. “Yeah, you've already told me that a few times”, you laughed while you leaned back into your chair. “’Cause it’s the fucking truth”, he chuckled as he took another sip of his beer before he stood up and took both of your empty plates. “We’re gonna take this to the couch? I mean, we can take this straight to the bedroom too, would be fucking fine with me”, he chuckled teasingly before you shoved his hip playfully and stood up from your chair. “Yeah I’m sure you are”, you laughed as you took his beer and your glass from the table. You laid down on your couch as Negan came back from the kitchen and let himself fall next to you. The moment you sunk into the soft fabric of the couch you felt the exhaustion from the day spread through your body. You let out a yawn as you leaned against Negan and felt how he laid an arm around you. “Looks like someone’s fucking sleepy”, Negan chuckled while his chest slightly rumbled. “Mhmm”, you just muttered as Negan let out another chuckle. “By the way, my shoulder makes a fucking good pillow”, Negan muttered as he smirked slightly and you looked up to him. “What? I’m serious”, he chuckled as another yawn tried to get out of your mouth. “Yeah you’re damn sleepy”, he chuckled as you let out a little grunt and eventually gave in. You laid your head carefully on his shoulder, let him pull you a little closer and felt how his warmth and his touch got impact on your body. You enjoyed his closeness, the feeling of safety, comfort and simply the feeling of someone caring about you which you hadn’t felt for a long time before. “What the fuck was that?”, you heard Negan suddenly growl as he sat himself a bit up. “Probably just an animal or the wind”, you muttered as you let your head stay in the crook of his neck. “Nah that wasn’t a damn animal or the fucking wind”, he muttered while you could feel his body tensing up beneath you. You slowly lifted your head, saw how Negan’s jaw tensed before he slowly got up and walked over to the window. You let out a sigh, got up yourself and walked over to him as he glared outside. “Ne-”, you started before a knock on the door let you flinch up. Your eyes widened as you looked over to the door, walked towards it while you could hear Negan following you. Slowly you opened the door until you saw someone you hoped you wouldn’t see again too soon. Your ex. And he smelled like alcohol, a lot alcohol.

He looked at you with hooded eyes before his gaze darted to Negan and he let out a drunken chuckle. “Aah, who do we got here? My wife and her fuck buddy”, he slured while you let out a scoff. “What do you want?”, you growled as he looked drunkenly grinning back to you. “What I want? Is visiting your own wife not allowed anymore?”, he asked sluring while he raised his brows dramatically. “I’m not your wife anymore and now go”, you growled as he grinned before his glance darkened again and he seemed like he tried to find an excuse. “Wait...wait...I need...I need the whole financial paper shit stuff back. You took them and I need them”, he growled while you could feel a tension building up as you saw how his glance went back to Negan. “In the middle of the night? I’ll send them to you, now go”, you said with a forceful undertone while his nose began to wrinkle, he swallowed hard and his darkened glance stayed on Negan. You knew he was dangerous, especially in this state, and that he still felt hurt in his pride and ego. A pretty terrible mix. “Yeah, so you can go back in and fuck him?”, he asked with a bittersweet chuckle while you could feel Negan coming closer behind you, laying an arm protectively around your waist but stayed quite at first. You knew that he was sure about your wish to handle that yourself until you actually needed someone to help. “It doesnt have to bother you a single bit what I’m doing with him and what not. Now go or I’ll call the cops”, you growled while his glance wandered over to Negan’s arm. “That’s what you asshole like to do huh? Sleaze up to married women”, he growled while you could feel how Negan’s breath increased. “Go”, you heard Negan say now and you could tell from the tone in his voice that it took him everything to keep himself under control. “Oh you’re not gonna tell me what to do”, your ex said before he let out a chuckle. “I do. Now fuck the hell off”, you heard Negan growl who stood now next to you, his jaw tensing while he glared at your ex husband. Within one moment the adrenaline shot through your body as you saw how your Ex’s fist hit Negan’s face. You gasped as you saw Negan stumbling back, right before his bewildered glance darkened and he went completely into the attack mode. “You goddamn fuckhead..”, you just heard Negan grunt as he glared and began to make his way over to him. He stomped angrily over to your Ex, his glance filled with anger and hate as he immediately grabbed him and forced him to stop his fighting. The weak legs of your drunken ex snapped in before Negan pushed him forcefully onto the ground and immediately held his arms behind his back. “I got him, call the cops”, Negan called out before you ran back into the house. While you nervously dialed the number and told the woman on the other side of the line what had happened you watched Negan who pressed your ex to the ground who wasn’t even fighting back anymore. Probably, because he was way too drunk for that. The time until the police arrived seemed like an eternity even though it was just a few minutes. A soon as your Ex got lifted on his legs by the officers, he began to drunkenly curse again, most of it getting lost in his drunken mumbling before they got him into the car. You glance immediately shot to Negan, who walked over to you while blood dripped out of his nose. “Holy Sh-..Negan”, you mumbled shocked as you walked towards him and reached up to cup the side of his face to get a better look at it. “Don’t worry Sweetheart. Just a little bit blood, nothing more”, he muttered as his hand stroke soothing over your waist. “Do you need the ambulance or something?”, you heard a male voice ask, before you turned around and saw an officer walking over to you. “No thanks, I’m fine”, you heard Negan’s voice say before the officer looked back to you “I’m officer Wright. Need to ask you a few questions”, he said as he walked closer. “Would you go over to my colleague? He’ll make sure he’ll ask you everything necessary”, he asked Negan politely before he nodded over to the younger, shorter man who stood close to the car. “Sure”, Negan nodded, looking one last time at you before he walked over to the other officer. “What is the relationship between you and him?”, he asked, after he had gathered your basic data and nodded over to your ex who sat now in the police car and stared drunkenly into the dark. “He’s my ex husband. I left him a while ago”, you said as a looked swallowing at the officer in front of you. “Ah alright, now that explains a lot”, he sighed before he looked up from the small booklet in his hands. “Was that the first time he showed up here?”, he asked as he looked at you. “Yes, I just recently moved here but he has made some threats before”, you muttered sighing. “Always the same”, the officer growled while he shook his head and wrote a bit down in his booklet. He continued to ask you a few more questions until he closed the small book and looked back to you “Believe me, we sadly got this more often than you might think”, the man said with a huff. “All right, we’ll probably reach out to you both in the next few days and in case your friend wants to denounce your ex husband”, he said while you slowly nodded and felt how the shock was still stuck in your bones. You were sick of it. When you left him, you knew that it wouldnt be easy and you also knew that he would do a lot to make it even harder but anyway, you just wanted this to finally end. You didn't want him in your life anymore, not in any kind of way, you had been living through a nightmare for long enough because of him and you especially didn't want him to attack Negan. “I’m so sorry”, you mumbled with small lump in your throat while you slowly dabbed the blood from his nose as you stood in your kitchen, with Negan sitting in front of you on a chair. “You don't have to be, wasn’t your fucking fault”, Negan said while you swallowed hard and let out a sigh. “I know, but I’m the one who’s dragging you into this over and over again”, you muttered as you saw how Negan’s glance darkened. “You’re not, you better get that fucking fast out of your pretty head. All of this shit is his fucking fault, not yours, not mine”, he said before he caught your glance again. “I’m a grown ass man, a little punch on the nose won't knock me out”, he said, now with a small smirk again on his lips. You slowly nodded while your glance stayed concerned as you removed the last bit of blood and carefully cooled his hurt skin. You kept going, feeling Negan’s glance on your body for the whole time before you came to a decision. ”Do you wanna stay here for the night?”, you reluctantly asked as you placed the cooling pad on the table next to you while Negan’s smirk grew wider. ”Of fucking course”, he said as he got up from the chair. “Just need a blanket and the couch is my little fucking paradise”, he chuckled as he looked to you. ”You don't have to sleep on the couch”, you said while you saw how Negan’s eyes gleamed up. ”So were taking this neverthefuckingless to the bedroom?”, he chuckled with a big grin on his lips. ”No”, you laughed as you slightly slapped his shoulder. “Fuck girl, you should've noticed till now that slaps don't turn me off...more the fucking opposite”, he said with a wink while you rolled your eyes laughing. “Now come, before I change my mind”, you laughed while you grinned teasingly at him. A bit later you found yourself in your bedroom only wearing a top and some sleeping shorts before you slid under the bed sheets next to Negan who already laid in your bed. He looked tired, but still smirking at you, one arm resting behind his head as he watched you laying down. ”After this shit, the fucking day ends better than I thought”, he chuckled as you sunk into the pillows. He rolled just like you on his side, faced you as you looked over to him and you felt how he laid one of his rough hands on your hip. A small but pleasant shudder ran down your back while you could see Negan beginning to smirk wider as he felt the way your body twitched beneath his touch. As he seemed to feel you moving a little closer to lean into his touch, his hand moved to your lower back and pulled you slowly closer over to him as he rolled onto his back and lifted his arm for you to come to his side. “Hmm?”, he murmured as his glance motioned questioning from you to his body before you slowly moved next to him and laid your head on his chest. “Your chest is an even better pillow”, you muttered quietly and with a small smirk on your lips before Negan’s chuckle let his chest beneath you rumble. “I know”, he mumbled as his arm around you tightened a bit, his scent began to shroud you and you felt how you began to slowly drift into a deep sleep. Your eyes slowly fluttered open as you felt how Negan’s chest rose and fell beneath your head and your dazzled eyes captured the sunbeams that shone through the window. You let out an uncomfortable grunt as you slowly lifted your head up and saw how his eyes began to open. “Morning”, he mumbled before his grumpy morning face got accompanied by a small smirk. “Morning”, you replied while you watched him run a hand over his face. ”I’ll go make breakfast”, you muttered still drowsy before you saw how Negan propped himself on his elbow and looked with sleepy eyes at you. ”I’ll help”, he muttered before he let out a yawn, sat himself up and followed you minutes later out of the bedroom. “Wanna have pancakes?”, you asked as he stood next to you in the small kitchen. “Ah you don't have to do the effort for me. All I need is a strongass coffee”, he said as he leaned against the counter. “It’s not about the effort, you did pasta last night so I wanna return at least a small favor. You’ll get the strong coffee anyway”, you said, smiling as much as your tiredness allowed you. “All right, then you make your fine pancakes and I’ll brew us some coffee.” “They’re gonna taste like fucking heaven”, you heard Negan mumble and saw him tasting the batter for the felt hundredth time. “If you don't stop, they’re not gonna taste like anything ‘cause there's gonna be nothing left”, you laughed as you took some cups out of the cupboard. “Don’t act that damn innocent you’ve tried the fucking batter too”, he chuckled as he looked over to you. “I needed to know if it tastes like always”, you tried to defend yourself as he smirked and bit his bottom lip. “Four times?”, he asked as he teasingly grinned. “Did you seriously count?”, you asked chuckling while he nodded chuckling. “Yep”, he said smirking before you grabbed the batter and poured a bit into the pan. “Here, it’s all yours”, you said as you shoved the bowl with the bit of left over batter over to him. “Ah damn there’s only one thing I fucking prefer to hear in connection with those fucking words”, he said smirking as he went eagerly for the left overs. You rolled your eyes chuckling at him before he began to speak again. “Don’t fucking pin it on me, you’re not any better, you directly exactly knew what I fucking meant”, he said before he chuckled and bit his lip. “Yeah, ‘cause I know you”, you muttered as you got the last pancake out of the pan and let it slide on a plate. “Yeah sure, that’s of fucking course the reason why”, he said in an ironic tone before you grabbed the plate and looked grinning at him. “You can be such an idiot”, you huffed chuckling as you walked past him out of the kitchen and over to the dining table. “Surprise surprise, I fucking know that”, you heard Negan chuckle behind you as he followed you to the table.

After you both had finished breakfast and Negan had eaten every single one of his pancakes just as eager as the batter before, you stood in your door frame, Negan’s arms wrapped around your waist that pulled you closer to him. “Was thinking about giving the damn practice to another coach just for this evening”, he muttered as he let out a sigh. “Because of last night? No, Negan”, you said as you backed away to have a better look at him. “Well shit, what happens if this asshole comes back here?”, he asked with a stern tone and glance in his eyes. “I call the police”, you said as you looked at you while he let out a deep sigh that let his chest rumble against your body. “I’m a big girl and I don't want you to change your plans because of this shit”, you added while Negan swallowed hard. “Really, it’s fine. Get your team back on track, it’s their last practice before the game, right? And after what you told they can need every practice with the school’s coolest coach”, you said grinning before Negan let out a small chuckle. “Hmm you really got me wrapped around your little finger..., but I fucking expect you to text or call me too in case you feel like anythings off or this asshole is creeping around here again”, he said with a serious tone before you nodded. “I will”, you said before Negan’s glance turned into a more relieved one and he began to slightly smirk again “You wanna come by tomorrow after work?”, he asked as he looked at you. “Yeah”, you mumbled while the smirk on his lips grew. “Fuck yes, and later that day I could really use you as my lucky charm”, he chuckled while he pulled you a little closer. “So you’re inviting me to your game?”, you asked as you grinning raised your eyebrows. “Yep, and feel fucking honored, means we’re close when I invite you to a game my team’s gonna lose pretty fucking high...well at least if they don't get their asses moving real soon”, he chuckled while his arms stayed wrapped around your waist and you actually couldn’t wait to finally see Coach Negan in action.

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