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sparkrls · 2 months

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delayed proposal

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Summary: in which Harry’s got a few secrets up his sleeve and Y/N just wants to know if he’s going to propose

Author’s Note: this is the blurb i was talking about with bandmates!harry x y/n. remember to like and reblog because i crave validation. love ya <3

Word Count: 1.1k

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“Are you going to propose soon?” Was the last question Harry expected to be uttered out of Y/N’s bright pink lips.

It was just another Sunday night, the couple trying to enjoy those last fleeting moments of weekend relaxation before Monday arrived with the usual burden and obligations of being working adults.

In little less than 12 hours, Y/N would be back to her 9-5 job being an assistant to a high-class executive of a finance company. Her boss had too much authority for being so irresponsible and more money than anyone would need in a lifetime. What a luxury it must be to have your dad pass down a company you didn’t know how to run down to you.

Her boss wasn’t a horrible person, he was quite respectful and kind when asking her to do tasks, he was just a very exploitative executive. He had learned from his father to be unbending and demanding.

Y/N’s work paid a good wage, enough for her to pay her bills and still have a bit left. She wasn’t one to buy luxuries, though, preferring to save money up so she could one day quit her 9-5. And then dedicate herself to the things she did every day after work: picked up her red electric guitar, adorned a black skirt that bordered on too short, and perform for (currently small) crowds of people who cheered her band on as they played.

There wasn’t anything Y/N loved quite as much as the rush of being on stage, the bass making the stage shake with each loud thrum, sticks clashing with plates of a drum and the velvet voice of an angel, Harry singing through the microphone and his eyes on her and her fingers moving over the fret of the guitar.

They played small clubs and rundown bars, getting payed a poor wage for the extrenous effort used to get four adults with full time jobs to align their schedules in order to rehearse. Sometimes all they got were free drinks, but they took what they could get and did it for the love of it.

That was how they got here, on Harry’s couch, his arm draped around her shoulders, and her head on his chest. They were watching Bluey, the way they did most nights they spent together. He would always roll his eyes when Y/N suggested it, pretending to hate it, but she knew it was his favorite show, and he always cried at the emotional episodes.

Their instruments lay forgotten on the table, his blue guitar next to her red one, as they’d spent most of the afternoon drinking beer and writing a new song.

It was a question that had been lingering in the back of Y/N’s mind, and she wasn’t quite sure why she chose that moment to blurt it out, but she did. “Are you going to propose soon?”

Harry’s gaze turned to her, eyebrows raised in light surprise, a small breath exhaled between his lips in a faint chuckle. “What?”

It was too late to take it back, so Y/N sat up and told him, “You’ve always talked about wanting to settle down and get married.” His features remained in small confusion. “We’ve been together for a while. Are you going to marry me?”

“Well, of course I’m going to marry you,” Harry said, like it were some scientific fact that everyone knew and was unchangeable. “You’re my forever, baby. I’ve written about a hundred songs about it.” His lips turned up in a smile. That smile he wore every time he told her he loved her, with a cocky and smug edge as if he were teasing her, laced with affection.

“I don’t mean we have to get married this instant, but I just, I guess we’ve never talked about if we were getting engaged or when and I-“

“Baby,” Harry cut off her nervous rambling, chuckling. He kissed her, soft lips with cracked edges from the cold and dry weather. “I already know what ring I’m going to buy. I’m just saving up for it.”

Y/N’s mind blanked for a moment. “You’re already thinking about rings?” Her lips parted in surprise.

Harry rolled his eyes. “Yes, silly girl. You’re not the only one thinking about marriage.” He smiled at her, reassuring her that he was just teasing. “In case you haven’t noticed yet, I’m hopelessly in love with you.”

“Oh,” Y/N said, still in shock. Here she was, getting all nervous and insecure about marriage and he had already been planning to propose. Her question now seemed a bit foolish. She looked up at him and said, “You know I don’t need some needlessly expensive ring, right? You could buy it on Aliexpress and I couldn’t care less.”

Harry looked at her with slight amusement. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah,” Y/N said with a small nod. “It’s stupid to spend money on a ring when it doesn’t make much of a difference.”

Harry sighed. “Baby, it’s not about the ring being expensive. It’s about the ring being a symbol for my devotion to you. And I want my devotion to be apparent in the beauty of it.” He tapped the finger on her left hand where the ring would lay. “No, I don’t have to spend money on an expensive ring. That’s why I’m not just getting a huge diamond. I’m getting something you’ll love.”

“But it’s expensive and it’s a waste of money on a simple ring-“

“Is it just a ring? Or is it a symbol of matrimony, of us being together forever?” Harry said gently, correcting her statement. “Not to mention you’re going to be wearing that ring every day ‘till you die.”

Y/N made a sound of contradiction. “Unless we get a divorce.”

Harry stared at her blankly for a few moments. He deadpanned, “Not funny.”

“Kinda funny,” Y/N said with a small smile.

She waited for Harry’s stern gaze to soften with adoration the way it always did. It only took a few moments for his composure to crumble and he leaned in close to her. His nose grazed against hers as he muttered quietly, “You’re going to be the death of me.”

The way he said it sounded like a declaration of love. Everything he said to her did. Because his love could never be called in to doubt. It shone through every word he uttered, every song he wrote, every thing he did.

His lips locked onto hers once again, the tension in his muscles melting away as if all he needed to feel complete was to be pressed against her. To have every inch of skin surrounding her, the taste of beer still on her tongue, and the scent of spring enveloping his senses.

“I’m going to marry you,” Harry uttered, an oath murmured against her lips before placing a hand on the back of her neck, pulling her close once again.

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daddyelliott1979 · 10 months

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Nearly a year ago I became a Daddy switch and I see many of these posts floating about of what to say to a little, most are about humiliation, so as a nurturing, kind, loving daddy I thought I would do my own version!

30 sweet and nurturing things to say or do to a baby boy

#1 Awwww utoh someone's got a Soggy bum bum, that's ok Kiddo Daddy knows you can't help it, you're Daddy's sweet Baby boy after all

#2 Oh wow kiddo did you Draw that for Daddy?.Such a clever boy!

#3 You were such a good boy today, Daddy is so proud of you, go put a gold star on your star chart

#4 *talking to his bear* what's that Mr Teddy, he's got a poorly tummy! Oh no! Looks like someone needs Daddys magic tummy kisses *kisses tummy untill baby giggles*

#5 *whenever you ask him how his Nappy got so wet and he blames his stuffie* oh gasp! He didn't wet your Nappy did he? Oh he's such a naughty bear, what ever will daddy do!

#6 *when he wakes up crying from a nightmare about monsters* Oh no! Was it the potty monster? Oh a real monster? Well Daddy will find mean old monster who upset my boy and give him a piece of my mind!

#7 *when he's sad about something so you pull him on your lap* where the sad feelings baby boy, daddy will kiss them away *you kiss and blow raspberries on the sad places till he's all giggling"

#8 *when he shows you his new toy and he's excited* oh wow kiddo that such a fun toy, can Daddy play too?

#9 *when he feels bad that he like babyish things, and you get down to his level, hold his chin and look deep in his eyes* you're the most perfect, special little boy in the world and Daddy loves you very much

#10 *when the above doesn't work* my little boy loves right here in daddy's heart *pointing to your heart*

#11 *when he's all excited about his latest interest, smile and absorb his adorable happiness* that's amazing kiddo, you're so smart

#12 when he wants to watch the same episode of his favourite cartoon again, just smile and absorb all that adorable happiness

#13 *when he's upset that he leaked* shush it's ok baby boy, it doesn't matter that you leaked, youre still daddy's special little boy

#14 call him YOUR special little boy often

#15*when he's scoping out that toy for ages in the toy shop, and you know it's more than his pocket money allows, buy it for him because you want to see how it will bring his imagination alive

#16 when he can't decide which toy he wants so you buy them both but praise him because he's been such a well behaved good little boy that week

#17 when he wants that extra story, give it to him because it's 5 more minutes of extra snuggles

#18 *when he tries to act like a big boy* oh sweetheart you're much to little for that, let Daddy help

#19 *when he's trying to be a big boy to show you how good he is* praise him, and tell how wonderful he is for trying

#20 when he's upset and cries offer him daddy's magic kisses and a Dino plaster

#21 *when he's down because his family are mean* tears fall for a reason, you cry not because you are weak, but because you are strong and brave (from the fox, the horse, the mole and the little boy)

#22 when he's to excited about that zoo trip in the morning, let him sleep in your bed, even if it means going to bed early, because a snuggly baby boy is the best!

#23 because cookies are the answer to every time he refuses to eat his broccoli!

#24 and also Ice cream!

#25 when he's having a hard time at work so you just hold him and hold space for him to process, then grab a Nappy and proceed to baby him because you know he needs it

#26 a happy little is one that gets to watch as much bluey, paw patrol or power rangers as much as he likes!

#27 you always get the best snuggles with #26!

#28 everything is fun when you get down on their level, a sofa and a blanket is a cave, a bed is a pirate ship under siege from the Nappy pirate's, and a woods is an enchanted forest with a dragon!

#29 he makes you melt when he says I love you and you don't fight back the tears, showing your boy it's ok and safe to be vulnerable

#30 because his sweet, adorable, loving, babyishnes brings your Daddyness alive, so treasure it, protect it, nurture it, and know everytime he places his hand in your hand, you're holding onto his beautiful little heart!

Hope you enjoyed!

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fluffykitty149 · 4 months

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Okay so as a sister who has a younger sister with a big age gap I feel qualified to put some tiny headcanons on Marco and Mariposa

Marco tends to spoil Mariposa when he goes out grocery shopping/snack shopping with snacks much to his parents chargin

Because he’s usually watching Mariposa when his parents are busy he ends up watching the shows/movies she likes and gets emotionally invested (A few examples are Sofia the First, The Lion Guard, Elena of Avalon, and Bluey)

Yes he will sing alongside her with the songs

He is never going to out loud admit that he cried during True Colors but Janna knows and blackmails him. Tom makes fun of him at first, then he watches it and is full on sobbing as well.

Mariposa sneaks to use his phone but instead of using it to play games she uses it to take silly photos of herself and others (Karma will strike because he keeps most of them)

She ends up picking up a few of his mannerisms and habits. Like poor conversation skills. (He kinda feels bad about that one)

Their parents definitely track her progress via Marco’s own past and they wouldn’t have minded if he graduated early if this didn’t end up messing up their mile stone map.

All that said Marco does his best to teach her from his own mistakes. Yes she thinks he’s dumb for doing some of that stuff but if talking about it keeps her from doing it he’ll live with it.

Okay, so when she’s still young he knows it’s important for her to learn and to practice walking but she’s just so cute and Coe on who wouldn’t want to hold her?

More than once Angie has had to pry Mariposa off of him.

Raphael doesn’t care. It’s cute AF.

Since Marco’s parents were absent a lot when he was younger (canon based on comics) they’re a lot more attentive with Mariposa and as much as Marco’s happy for his little sister there’s a small drop of bitterness in his stomach knowing he didn’t get that.

As with any good older sibling, the best way to overcome jealousy of the attention is to also give the new sibling lots of attention.

Despite being so young after high school and entering college he makes sure they have time to talk.

She talks to him about her day, what she and her friends did, what he and his friends did, and complaining about school.

Sometimes this is at dinner, sometimes it’s right before bed, sometimes it’s on their devices but they always have a chat.

Despite also being pretty smart, Mariposa tends to struggle getting started on school work and Marco having gone through this is always offering advice and tips.

Mariposa loves riding Nachos and Marco’s ‘safe kid’ reputation comes into play as he convinces their parents that if she’s responsible Nachos is sweet just like any other pet. (And incase of emergencies Mariposa is well equipped to drive her)

#marco diaz #mariposa diaz #svtfoe #angie diaz #raphael diaz #star vs the forces of evil

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lucero-is-here · 10 months

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Ladies, gentlemen and folks, it’s headcanon time! And presenting Zoe Kusama!

Requested by:

Again the other three will be done later on! But let’s get to it! (I don’t know the most about Zoe but anyways~)

- she likes tea. She drinks tea a lot, and mainly drinks green tea.

- high heeled boots. She likes heels, and she likes boots. So why not both?

- slender and soft hands- her hands are just really really nice…

- warm hands. Her hands are always warm, and it’s nice holding them, especially on cold days.

- very steady and gentle hands. She can keep her hand quite steady it’s miraculous- and she’s always so gentle- she’ll give you a pat on the shoulder, and she’s so gentle it’s like really comforting and everything.

- she is literally the sweetest person- she is really nice to everyone (she tries to be nice), and a lot of people really like her!

- she likes all animals! Even the animals that look really weird- she tries her best to like them and believes that all animals are lovely and sweet.

- she does embroidery in her free time. She has a lot of fun doing it, and sometimes add little embroidery designs to her bags/outfits for fun! She thinks they always look really pretty and it makes her so so happy.

- she can cook. She makes pretty good food too.

- she really likes flowers. She thinks they are really pretty. At her apartment, she has a flower pot where she grows some daisies, and they look absolutely gorgeous.

- she reads a lot in her free time. Books are her best friend in a way, because she’s usually reading when you see her.

- she does origami in her freetime sometimes. She makes these really complicated origami creations, and gives them to her significant others. They always look so pretty, she even made origami seashells once though they were a little complicated- she has a lot of origami creations-

- she has a jar of paper stars in her room. She made all of those paper stars and filled a jar with them. They look so pretty too.

- she gave Jones a bottle of paper stars once as a present. She said he was as bright as stars, and he deserved to have stars with him all the time. He cried after that.

- she is a bit sensitive- she cries easily and feels a little bad about it. She cries when she’s too happy- but she also gets really happy easily too-

- good temper. She’s really patient and can keep her composure for a good amount of time.

- she can play the piano. She plays those really sweet, and calming songs and Jones loves to watch her play the piano.

- she’s bisexual

- she gets cold easily. She brings a jacket or a scarf with her, so she won’t get cold.

- she has really really neat handwriting. Her handwriting isn’t cursive or anything though. But her handwriting is so neat and nice to look at-

- she writes little messages to her friends on paper and gives these little messages to them when they feel sad and it’s the sweetest thing ever-

- decent spice tolerance, can handle some spice but not too much spice.

- she makes Jones watch Bluey with her, and they just sit there on the sofa watching a show for kids while eating popcorn. And then they see those really heartfelt moments- and Zoe starts getting teary and Jones also gets teary cause Zoe is getting teary and they cry together and are now wondering how a kids show is this good-

- Zoe has these wooden toys from a childhood she still keeps. She occasionally takes them out and plays with them like she did as a kid. She likes how pretty they look and wish they still made toys like this.

- she has baths sometimes- and she brings this tiny rubber ducky with her she named Jones for fun- she finds it so adorable-

- her hair gets tangled sometimes- brushing out the tangles can be painful at times for her :,)

That’s all- if I think of more a part 2 will be posted.

#criminal case #headcanons #zoe kusama

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Hear me now (Jotun Loki x Female Reader AU) (18+)

Read chapter 6 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 7

Summary : You are all set to help Bluey escape but will you be successful?

Warning : Physical Torture

Next day you couldn't go to work early since Rogers, Tony Stark and his father Howard Stark, who is the senator of New York, came to visit Bluey. Your heart was breaking every second that they would hurt him badly and do something horrible to him again like they always do, but Bruce was there and you hoped that he'd pacify the situation but as soon as you heard his cries you knew Bruce didn't have much authority here like he said.

"Look alive, you look as if someone has died" Nat told you while you both cleaned the corridor that led to the restricted chamber. You heard Bluey's growling from the distance, that's how loud he was screaming

"How am I supposed to do that Nat? They are hurting him for no reason" you wiped your tears quickly before somebody would see you.

"At Least he heals quickly" she told you and you nodded.

You heard the metal door of the chamber whirring so you straightened yourself up, Tony Stark, his father and Rogers passed by you two

"You both..go clean that chamber" Rogers didn't even look at you two as he said that. You're just lowlife servants to him.

You both went to the staff room and grabbed the cleaning supplies needed for the chamber, you also took the eggs that you brought for him to eat and made your way to the chamber, Doctor Banner was in there too. As soon as Bluey looked at you, he whimpered and he was trying to get to you but the shackles didn't allow him to do so you quickly ran towards him and hugged him tightly, he was so scared and hurt, you just wanted him to feel safe again.

"Hey Bluey, hey are you okay?" You looked at his body but he wasn't bleeding, you sat down on the edge of the pool and he instantly hid himself on your lap so you caressed his scalp with your fingers

"What did they do to him?" You asked Bruce and his eyes teared up

"They wanted to see how he'd respond to electric shocks and heat, well shocks he can handle but not the heat, Stark is building a suit that'd keep him cool all the time while he's out there doing their dirty work" your jaw clenched as you felt so furious. If you had a free kill pass you wouldn't hesitate to kill Rogers and Stark.

Nat was frozen in her spot and staring at you but mainly Bluey, she seemed all wide eyed and was dumbfounded

"Umm can you please clean up quickly?" Bruce asked her and she snapped out of her thoughts

"Oh yes absolutely. I just.. Oh my god he is beautiful..I woow" you looked at her shocked expression, she actually was expecting to see a blue gorilla in here to be honest.

She started to clean and you noticed Bruce's eyes on her. You didn't know what the look meant but he was thinking about something

You looked down and Bluey was shaking slightly, holding onto you as tightly as he could, he didn't want Rogers to come back and hurt him more

"Did you arrange for a freezer?" Bruce asked you and you shook your head as you sighed

"Phil said he'd talk to an old friend of his in the meat business and we might get it in two days" Bruce nodded when he heard that, Doctor Strange would get here in a few days and he had to get the blue man out of here before that. And you needed the freezer to keep him alive, without that Bluey would be a toast, literally.

"Okay I am writing you a check to assist you financially, for the freezer and his diet as well while he would stay with you during the summer" you smiled as he said that

"Thank you, that would be great" you were in no position to deny the financial help. Pride had to take a back seat if you wanted to save Bluey from those monsters.

"After cleaning, I mean, you know.. please get out of here" he told you and you nodded

"Natasha, can I talk to you about something?" Bruce asked her and she nodded as well so he took her along with him. When the metal door closed behind them you put your attention back onto the man hiding in your lap. Why would they torture someone so cruelly, what kind of people would do that to someone? How heartless are they?

"Hey Bluey you are okay, you are okay I promise " you caressed the marks on his back and he purred then he looked up at you, that's when you noticed that his eyes were teary, and it shattered you, you have known him for a mere week, even less but for some reason you felt so deeply connected to him as if you have known him for years.

"I am sorry I am so sorry ..I am soo so sorry Bluey" you started sobbing yourself as you couldn't hold it anymore, these bastards stole everything from him. His identity, his home, they brought him here and now they were inflicting all this pain on him just because he was different from them.

He hissed and got upset as you started crying, he was trying to say something but words didn't come to his lips, what was he supposed to say and how? He didn't know how to make you feel better, but he knew you felt hurt and sad because he saw those watery eyes of yours, he gets water in his eyes too when he's hurt or in pain.

He sat down on the edge and wrapped his arms around you, placing his forehead down on yours he wiped your tears with his fingers, you closed your eyes as you felt the touch. Then he placed his hands between the locks of your hair and started to scratch softly all over your scalp, just the way you do it for him. He figured that he enjoyed it so much then you must too.

He was so close to you, he smelled like lavender and roses, for a man in prison and chains it with no proper amenities it felt illegal for him to smell so divine. The scent of roses always attracted you ever since you started to remember your life and in that very instant you fell for him even more, but he was so innocent, so unaware of such feelings, you can't do this to him.

You pulled away after a while because the urge to kiss him was getting stronger by the second. You smiled as you looked at him and he tilted his head

"Thank you Bluey, you're the best you know that?" You mumbled softly and caressed his cheeks to return the sweet gesture of him comforting you

"Just three more days, today, tomorrow and Friday, I'll take you with me on Saturday okay?" You tried to use hand gestures to get your point across hoping that he'd understand that

"Hoooo" he made a noise as he breathed sharply, he was excited and that made you so happy,

"You want to come with me? To my home?" You pointed towards yourself and then you made a hut shape with your hands "My home" then you linked your fingers with his "Me and you, together" you mumbled and he nodded excitedly

"We will live together okay? I'll feed you, take care of you and I won't let anyone hurt you again I promise" you told him and his eyes softened, he definitely wanted to live with you, he placed his head down on your shoulder and thought about what you just said.

He wanted to go with you and be with you, so you could touch him like this all the time, so he could do the same to you because he really wanted to return the favor and he just wanted to stay close to his special friend.

He was your special friend, he hoped that he was, he didn't want to be just Phil, Phil was just a friend, Bluey thought of himself as special.

"I brought eggs for you again, Bruce said your body is built to consume high protein diet, I know you don't understand half of the things I say to you but I ..I still feel heard by you, it's so crazy, maybe it's the way you look at me with those pretty eyes of yours..what are you Bluey? Who are you my sweet sweet bluey?" he purred as you rubbed the marks on his cheeks and the mentions of his name fell out of your lips with such tenderness

"Blloooo booey" you gasped as he said that. He was trying to speak. You couldn't believe it, he was actually trying to say his name.

"That's your name Bluey, bloooooey, yes that's your name" you squealed as you pointed towards him and he got so bashful, he shook his head before he placed his head down on your shoulder again to hide himself from blushing. You wished you didn't have to leave but it was not possible

"I have to go now, okay? I'll see you tomorrow" you told him and he mewled softly. He hated the word tomorrow with passion, that and Rogers and Sundays

"Just three more days, two now actually, and I'll take you with me" you smiled as you gestured every number with your fingers, you were trying to teach him words and numbers as best as you could, you stepped down from the edge to walk towards your cart so you could give him the eggs you brought, your breath hitched as he grabbed your arm and didn't allow you to leave. As much as you wanted to stay you couldn't. You turned around to look at him

"Heyyy I have to go okay? If I won't I get in Trouble..we will get hurt Bluey" he growled as you said that and he let go of your hand instantly. He would never want you to get hurt.

For the next two days you continued to see Bluey, Phil graciously arranged the freezer for you, you hoped Bluey would feel comfortable in it. You placed it right next to your bed so he wouldn't feel alone. Honestly you had no idea what you were supposed to do, but Bruce had a plan.

He told Natasha to clock both of you out when your shift would end on Saturday so you will have to give her your attendance card, then he would get the powers down in the facility by bombing the main circuit board, you didn't want to ask why he even had a bomb, that wasn't your business.

You'd have five minutes to sneak Bluey out from the chamber before the emergency power generator would turn on automatically, the chamber had a tunnel that lead straight to the back exit where there was no security for some reason, all the cameras won't work because of power cut and you wouldn't get any other chance to do it except those crucial five minute. This was your one and only chance to free him, Phil would be waiting for you two at the back exit.

Once you get him out Natasha will have to cut the chains with the electric saw. Bruce has already given her one to make it look as if it was planned by someone outside the facility, he didn't want them to get suspicious about it being an inside job.

He was planning to blame this on Oscorp Industries. They were the leading industry competing with Stark Industries and hence the motive would be there.

However as easy as it seemed on paper you knew executing the plan would be hard and there was a chance you might get caught but you had to take the risk to save Bluey. The doctor that's coming next week would destroy him and turn him into a monster, you can't allow them to do that to your adorable innocent Bluey.

Saturday morning you woke up and decided to see Phil before you left for work

"Okay so this is it, I'm going to do this, we are going to do this, okayy wooh" you took a deep breath and Phil smiled

"You can still back out you know" he told you and you shook your head

"Noooo I'm not allowing him to suffer for one more day, if I have ever done anything right in my life the plan would go accordingly and we will be okay, he'll be here by the end of the day ..right?" Your eyes teared up and he nodded

"Let's bring him here"

You reached the facility with a strong determination and hope that everything would turn out just fine.

And for once in your life you weren't wrong about getting what you wanted.

💙💚💙💚💙🥶🥶🥶🥶💚💙💚💙💚

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xlovelybluebellex · 5 months

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Little!JJ Maybank would…

Crazy idea, but he’s actually a flip

He definitely regresses, but he also takes care of Kie and John B

When he’s the little guy, Kie is his main caregiver

However, everyone takes care of him really

His regression age is 2-5

JJ has the cutest little lisp when regressed

He’s the most hyper little guy you’ve ever seen

He gets excited very easily and he’s also just such a happy boy

JJ’s also naturally mischievous and enjoys messing with Pope

Especially when Pope makes that little ‘eep!’ sound. JJ always laughs hard at that

He uses bottles and sippy cups, depending on the age

This is the same for diapers

However, pacifiers are used all the time no matter what

He loves boats

He has toy boats, he has books on them, he watches anything with boats religiously

Except Jake and the Neverland Pirates, he despises that

Boats don’t talk in real life! It confuses him and just reminds him his boats can’t actually come to life :(

Speaking of boats, wow this kid is obsessed

JJ loves anything that involves a boat

Seriously, just driving around or along the bank on a boat is his favorite thing

He loves to fish too when he’s little!

However, he hates and I mean hates, fishing with John B

It’s not John B’s fault! But when they’re both little and fishing, John B always says that they should put the fish back to go with his family

JJ could not care less about that and arguments can start over that

He has a stuffed puppy that’s blue

However, his name is not in fact Bluey since JJ is original

Instead, he named the toy Salty since he always smells like sea salt

His favorite person ever when regressed is his Mama, Kie

Depending on his mood, he’ll either be very clingy or a normal amount of clingy

Kie is very responsible, so bedtimes and eating veggies are pretty important

However, she still spoils her baby regardless. If JJ wants a certain toy, he has it. Wants her to read to him, she’s already got him in her lap. He wants to go for a boat ride, she’s got a bag full of toys and they’re ready to go

Kie also likes to take JJ places

She’ll take him to the beach, show him the animals

Other times it’ll be a restaurant

She also makes sure to make things fun. For instance, when cleaning up his room, she’ll make it a game

There’s also bath time

JJ doesn’t really like baths, but Kie can make it fun for him - She’ll put items in the bath, like his favorite little boats and have him play while washing all the sand and salt water off him

She just loves her boy and wants him to be happy

But, there’s also a such thing as inpure regression

Sometimes, after a nightmare or something triggers him, he’ll regress and it’s just awful

He quietly cries, curls in on himself, and he’ll even claw at his skin and cause scars

He always goes to everyone when this happens

Even when they’re all just there, things are automatically better. Kie will hold him, Sarah will kiss his face, and Pope and John B just remind him of how much they all love him through words, cuddles, and more

He’s very scared of losing them, as they’re his family

Going off that, he loves his bubba or big brother, John B

The two like to regress together a lot. Normally they go to the beach together

They also rough house a lot

Every time one falls or is pushed to the ground, it gives Sarah a heart attack

JJ also loves to be babysat by Sarah since John B is normally with her

Pope, also known as Po, is more laid back, just like with John B

He’s the one who can help JJ calm down a bit

JJ and Pope normally just have quiet nights in together

They watch cartoons, read, and just relax

JJ tends to chew on literally anything

Toys, furniture, Pope once in a while

So to help that, Kie got him a shit ton of pacifiers and chewing toys

Kie normally refers to him as baby, sweetheart, hon, little guy, Jage, blondie, silly boy, and my boy

Sarah and Pope stick to buddy, crazy little guy, giggles, or silly

John B calls him Jay. Just Jay, real simple

He has the biggest sweet tooth

He loves all types of candy and eats it to the point Kie has cut him off a few times

Can you tell I have a few headcanons for JJ? Anyways, I’ll probably have something up for caregiver JJ as I probably just as many headcanons for that. Also, requests are always open!

#age regression #outer banks #outer banks agere #jj maybank

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allaboardthevespa · 7 months

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Dumping my Gabby HCs because she's my comfort character

Her full name is Gabriella Helena Myszka.

Growing up her family moved around in Poland a lot. Usually to cities, but Gabby always liked hanging out in parks and forests when she could. It’s how she grew to love nature.

When her family eventually decided to move overseas to Canada, she cried a lot because Poland felt like a comfy, safe place to her. Of course she’s glad it happened now. Even back in Poland she struggled making friends, and meeting Ellie truly changed her world for the better

Given her mental health struggles, issues with making friends and familial neglect, she’s developed a very bad tendency to have nightmares frequently. This decreased when she met Ellie, but she still has them on occasions. (I wrote a whole fanfic about this after all)

Her favorite artists include Girl in Red, Cavetown, Billie Eilish (she definitely cries to “happier than ever”) and Folklore/Evermore era Taylor Swift. Though Ellie's getting her into Dashboard Confessional yes this is me projecting

Along with a love of all animals, her nature-loving personality gives her a real soft spot for flowers. I’ve mentioned before that tulips and hyacinths are among her favorites, but she likes flowers in general. Especially of the fragrant variety. There’s not much that brings her more peace and happiness than breathing the sweet scent of her favorite flowers – and she loves wearing flower crowns too.

She’s pretty emotional and tends to cry easily. For example, one time she ended up watching Where the Red Fern Grows with some other people and she was so completely emotionally broken by it that she was left crying for hours on end.

Is incredibly touch-starved and often asks Ellie to give her hugs and cuddles because man she needs them

Is extremely ticklish and loves being tickled. Pretty much always loses the tickle-fights between her and Ellie too, lol (pretty sure it’s on purpose)

GIANT Bluey fan. Loves Puffin Rock and Elinor Wonders Why as well

She generally prefers rural, less crowded areas to big busy areas. Being in a busy city for too long (especially away from area) causes her panic attacks relatable. She much prefers staying in the warmth of nature, with her closest friends accompanying her

Her favorite Pokemon include Butterfree, Meganium, Sawsbuck, and Meowscarada hmm, I wonder what her favorite type is

She’s always really wanted a dog. Her dad is allergic and mean, though

Big advocate for supporting small businesses. Unless they cut down a bunch of trees to put up a store lol

Can sing but it depends on the situation. When she’s quiet she sings really well, when she’s loud…windows will shatter

Owns mountains of stuffed animals. Her favorite being a pink crab Squishmallow who she’s named Sherbert

Gets very competitive when playing board/video games!

After watching season 2 of DC her favorite characters ended up being Kai, Maggy, Tess and Lake (and she had something of a love-hate thing towards Karol lol)

Enjoys all weather. Loves to go out and dance in the rain. Tends to get sick as a result but she doesn’t care, it’s fun and besides, now she has Ellie to look after her!

Would love to live in a peaceful cabin deep in a beautiful nature-y place with her beloved Ellie someday.

#disventure camp #disventure camp gabby #(ft some ellie)#ellabby #headcanons #comfort character #god i just wanna be her friend so badly???#if all-stars happens i BETTER see her make friends with lake #go listen to “stolen” by dashboard confessional btw #HUGE ellabby anthem right there

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oliviaischillin1204 · 10 months

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This Fanfiction Of Sanders Sides Is Called "Bluey" Part 4: Janus

[olivia's note: hey y'all! this is the 4th and final chapter of a fic by the amazing anne onymous! thank you SO MUCH for submitting this to me!!! i'm so grateful for your writing <;3]

chapters (1) (2) (3) 4

Patton walked into the kitchen, immediately catching Janus's attention. "Hi Janus! Sure is quiet tonight, huh?" Patton greeted. "It was. Since when are you up this late?" Janus asked, rolling his eyes. "I just have too much energy to sleep. Roman too. Since we're all up, wanna come play with us?" Patton offered. "Nice try. I heard about what you two did with Remus and if you think I'm going to fall for this, you're clearly just as dumb as I thought." Janus said before sipping his wine. "Well, guess you leave me no choice but to bring out the big guns. Roman!" Patton called out, summoning the prince who was carrying many Bluey toys and their YouTooz plushies. Patton took half and flashed his best puppy-dog eyes. "Why do you never play with us?" Patton cried. "What is happening?" Janus asked. "You're always with Remus!" Patton whined. "Because no one else can handle him! Even then, I spend half my time hiding from him." Janus argued, trying to stay strong. "It's like you don't even love us! Don't you know how much we love you?" Patton asked, tearfully. Janus was stunned. Why was this working? What was Patton doing with his eyes? And why did the plushies make it harder to say "no"? What is happening?! "How can you not love your own family?" Patton sobbed. Oof, the family card. "Alright, fine! I'll play with you." Janus groaned. "Yay!" Patton cheered, high-fiving Roman.

"Let's just get this over with. Whatever we're doing, are we doing it here?" Janus asked. "Of course not, silly. We're going to my room." Patton said, sinking out with Roman following after. Janus did the same and as soon as he appeared, Roman tackled him to the bed and pinned him down. He summoned scarves to tie Janus's wrists to the headboard–wait, their beds don't have headboards. Did they summon one just for this?! His protests fell on deaf ears as Roman tied his ankles to the bedposts and removed his shoes. "Untie me this instant!" Janus shouted. "Tsk tsk tsk, someone is certainly cranky, eh Patton?" Roman said. "Probably because he's up so late, poor snakey-baby needs sleepytime. Guess we'll have to tire him out so he can get the rest he needs." Patton reasoned. "School's in session, let's start the lesson!" Roman exclaimed as he sat beside Janus who was still struggling in his bonds. "What lesson?" Janus asked. "I promised Roman I'd teach him some of my tickle techniques. You don't mind, right?" Patton explained. Janus's eyes widened. He was only teasing about Remus's endeavour, he didn't think Patton was actually smart enough to come up with a scheme like this! He's managed to dodge all of Remus's attempts at a tickle attack for years but now he's tied up in a Y position and about to be made nothing more than a tickle toy? Well, he's certainly not going down without a fight.

"I will not be your experimental guinea pig, now let me go!" Janus protested. "Too late, you already agreed to play with us, Jennifer." Roman remarked. "Janus." he corrected. "Whatever." Roman scoffed. "Let's start with something you're familiar with, Roman." Patton suggested. "Perhaps this little game will change your tune, hmm?" Roman teased, manoeuvring his legs under Janus's back so his torso rested on his lap. "Ladies, gentlemen and esteemed guests, I shall now play for you the Rondo Alla Turca." Roman announced as he pushed Janus's shirt up, revealing his slightly scaley stomach. Janus wiggled and squirmed, desperate to stop Roman, but his struggling only got the job done faster. "Such good manners, little Jessica." Roman teased. "Janus." he hissed. "Don't care." Roman remarked, cracking his knuckles. He cleared his throat then began dancing his fingers all over Janus's tummy, singing and humming a tune before stopping when he noticed Janus wasn't laughing. Roman turned to look at Janus and smirked at what he saw. He was biting his lip and his eyes were shut tight. He was trying not to laugh. Game on. "My sincerest apologies, everyone. I seem to be having a bit of trouble with my piano. Probably just needs a little tweaking." Roman said, lightly pinching all over Janus's torso. The deceitful Side jumped and jerked with every pinch, still refusing to give Roman what he wanted.

"You sure he's a piano?" Patton asked with a wink. "You're right Padre, silly me." Roman remarked as he laid down next to Janus. He took his hat and placed it on his own head, tipping it. "M'snakey." Roman said, causing Patton to giggle while Janus scowled. "This is no piano, it's a banjo!" Roman exclaimed, "strumming" across Janus's belly. The dam finally broke when Roman got a little too close to his sensitive bellybutton, causing him to squeal loudly before bursting into a fit of laughter. "Nohohohoho! Rohohoman, I'm gohohoing to kihihill yohohohou!" Janus cackled before he snorted, causing Roman to stop and Patton to squeal. "Did you just snort?! That was so adorable!" Patton gushed. "Mention it to anyone and you're both dead! And Roman, give me my hat." Janus scolded. "You really think you're in any position to make demands, Georgia?" Roman queried, twirling the hat around on his finger. "That one's not even close!" Janus argued. "Close enough. Hey Patton, catch!" Roman said before tossing Janus's hat to Patton who caught it and decided to wear it. "Suits you better than him, but now he looks cold. No worries, I'll be your blanket." Roman said, laying on top of Janus. "Get off me, Roman!" Janus barked. "There's no Roman here, only a blanket. A crazy blanket!" Roman teased, digging his fingers into Janus's ribs. "Hahahahaha! I hahahahate yohohohou!" Janus laughed heartily. "The feeling's more than mutual, Ginny." Roman remarked.

"Uh-oh, looks like this blanket is infested with ticklecrabs!" Patton chimed in, scratching at Janus's underarms while repeating "tickle tickle" over and over again, not that it could be heard over Janus's giddy giggles. "Aww, the ticklecrabs just want a friend to play with. Luckily, I heard there's a lonely bug who also likes to play giggly games like this." Roman teased, straddling Janus's thighs. He placed his hands at the bottom of Janus's ribs and began crawling them down as he sang. "Poor little bug on the wall, ding ching!" Roman sung, digging into Janus's hips at the last minute which evoked a very loud squeak. Holding back his own snickers, Roman trailed down Janus's legs. "No one to love him at all, ding ching!" Roman continued as he scratched at the back of his knees, chuckling at Janus's attempts at kicking. He turned himself around and moved down to Janus's ankles, removing his socks. "No one to tickle his toes, ding ching!" Roman sung as he spidered across Janus's sensitive soles, delighted by the boisterous laughter that followed. "No one to blow his nose." Roman finished before blowing a raspberry on Janus's tummy, causing him scream with belly laughter as he bucked and struggled in his bonds. "NOHOHOHO! THAHAHAHAT TIHIHICKLES! HAHAHAHA!" Janus shrieked. "That's kind of the point, Janus." Patton said. Roman got back up for air and decided he and Patton should take a break, giving Janus one too.

Janus never felt so humiliated. So embarrassed. So...happy? And loved? The endless laughter was exhilarating, he felt a certain closeness with the others he's never felt before and the tickling sensations themselves were a lot more fun than he anticipated. He avoided being tickled for so long because he assumed he'd hate it but he was loving every second of it. But he has an image to uphold, so he can't let Patton and Roman know. "Hey Patton, remember the Bluey episode "Featherwand"?" Roman asked. "Uh-huh. It did not go in the direction I thought it would." Patton said. "Well, what do you say we give in to our imaginations and make our expectations a reality?" Roman offered, summoning a long white fluffy feather. "I like the way you think." Patton complimented. "Watch this." Roman said before fluttering the feather around Janus's ears and under his chin, causing him to giggle uncontrollably. "And if you think that's cute, wait until you see this." Roman said, noticing Patton squealing into his hands. He pulled the feather away and raised it in the air. "Heavy!" Roman exclaimed, causing the feather to glow golden. He began tickling Janus's belly with the feather but this time, he bellowed loudly and struggled frantically. "Oh, I get it! Bingo's featherwand made things heavier when she said "heavy", and yours makes heavier laughter!" Patton said. "Close. It actually feels like heavier tickling which causes heavier laughter." Roman explained.

"Hey, you didn't even need my help this time! Good job, kiddo!" Patton praised. Roman beamed with pride. "Hear that, Jeanette? You're dealing with TWO tickle monster pros now. Cootchie coo!" Roman teased, moving the feather down to Janus's feet. "ROHOHOMAN, DOHOHON'T! HAHAHAHAHA!" Janus screamed. "Well well well, looks like someone's got feather-sensitive footsies. Tickle tickle tickle!" Roman taunted, waving the feather at his ticklish toes. Janus completely lost it. "AHAHAHAHA!!! GUHUHUYS, PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!!" Janus begged, pulling at his bonds as hard as he could. Roman and Patton immediately stopped everything and in a snap, everything from the feather and the scarves to the bedposts and the headboard vanished. Janus curled into himself, still giggly from the phantom tickles coursing through his body. That. Was. Amazing. Not that he would ever admit it. Patton summoned a glass of water and tapped Janus on the shoulder, handing it to him as he turned around. "Here Jan, this will help." Patton advised. Janus took the glass and slowly gulped it all down. "Thank you." Janus mumbled softly, handing the empty glass back to Patton. "For the water or the tickles?" Patton asked. Janus froze. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out so he closed it again and looked down, sheepishly. "Your secret's safe with us. Promise." Patton assured.

"Plus, you and me can be considered even now after that comment you made about me and a certain Side." Roman said. "Seriously?! You're still moping about that?! Need I remind you I only said that because you laughed at and insulted my name?! And you still continued to make fun of it by getting it wrong throughout this ridiculous endeavour!" Janus protested. "I would've gladly apologised for that, had you apologised to me for comparing me to Remus of all people!" Roman argued. "Ok, let's all calm down. Maybe both of you should say you're sorry while we're here." Patton suggested. Janus and Roman glared at each other. "Janus, is there something you'd like to say to Roman?" Patton asked. Janus sighed. "Roman, I'm sorry for comparing you to Remus. It was hurtful and uncalled for. I promise I'll never do it again." Janus apologised. "Very good, Janus. Roman?" Patton said. "Well, I'm not entirely innocent either. I'm sorry for treating your name like a joke...Janus." Roman replied. The two fidgeted awkwardly as they uncomfortably stood in silence. "Come on, hug it out." Patton encouraged. Janus and Roman hesitantly walked towards each other and hugged. Roman felt slightly uneasy but Janus didn't want it to end. He didn't get hugs very often except from Remus, but he's too rough. Plus, he stinks. "See? Not so bad." Patton said. Janus let go of Roman, grabbed his socks and shoes, snatched his hat back from Patton and sank out.

"This was fun, we should do something like this again sometime." Roman suggested before yawning and rubbing his eyes. In an instant, he changed from his signature look to a white tank top and red pyjama pants. "Thanks for everything today. Night, Patton." Roman said, leaving the room. "Goodnight kiddo." Patton said as he climbed into bed. He kissed all his plushies goodnight and dozed off. Today was a fun day. A day he would still be thinking about tomorrow morning. He found himself waking up earlier than usual and decided to do something productive. He borrowed some paper, crayons and colouring pencils from Roman and began to work on something for Emile. As soon as it was done, he quietly sneaked down the hall and slid it under Emile's door. Emile woke up about an hour later and as soon as he noticed something on the floor by his door, he got out of bed and picked it up. It was a hand-drawn Bluey themed card. Each of the Heelers was sketched on every corner and the words "THANK YOU" were written in the centre. He opened the card and there was more drawings and a message from Patton that read "Thanks for your help yesterday morning, it made the day really fun. I got to tickle pretty much everyone AND help Roman with a few problems. I'd like to do something for you in return. Wanna have that Bluey marathon for real life?"

The End.

#my posts #submission #tickling #tickle fic #tickle community #sanders sides tickling #anne onymous

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ilovelosersandshortmen · 4 months

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Future with Todd Tolansky Headcanons!

Don't be fooled, even though this post mentions having kids, there will be no NSFW. So if that's what you're interested in, you're outta luck. Anyways, future with Todd head canons!

• First of all, he is NOT a sitcom father. He would never treat you badly or push all of the responsibilities on you.

• He would worship you every day.

• I think he'd get a job and still come home to clean the house (and make you dinner, that man is definitely a good cook)

• I think he has his own business as a mechanic, so his hours are a bit more flexible. Count on him staying home whenever you're sick.

• He does all of the chores because he wants to, but if you're not okay with that he'll obviously let you do some.

• But you can definitely expect to come home to a clean house, dishes clean, dinner on the table, everything. He's basically a stay at home husband, even if he also has a job.

• Was so nervous when he was proposing, he ended up dropping the rings a few times.

• Listens to you about the jewelery you like, and gets you a ring that he knows you'll like.

• He was a nervous wreck during your wedding, and he was definitely sobbing when he first saw you.

• Also cried during his vows. And during the first kiss and the reception and afterwards.

• Anyways, we've gotten to the dreaded topic; Children.

• I just want to say that he always listens and make decisions with you in mind. So if you don't want kids (same), he's completely fine with that! Same goes for if you do.

• I also want to say that he is DEFINITELY a girl dad. The universe can not let this man have sons, that's just not possible.

• So if you do have kids, his nails are always painted. And he'll never take any shit from anyone about that.

• He's a mix of the dad from Bluey and Joey Foo on Tiktok.

• He has a soft spot for his daughters, but he's not one of those "I'm the fun parent, your mom is so mean, right kids?" He can parent just as well as his partner.

• Teaches his kids how to fight and stand up to others because he is not letting his little mutant babies be bullied.

• Also worships you when you're pregnant. You have a craving? He's up at 3am, buying you pickles and chocolate or whatever. Foot rubs, massages, anything he can do to make you happy.

• Never stops being romantic, even after having kids. The other members of the brotherhood babysit on your date nights (IMAGINE HOW CUTE IT WOULD BE!?? THE KIDS WOULD BE LIKE "UNCLE PIERTO YAY")

• The kind of dad that goes all out during holidays. He does elf on the shelf for his kids, and he acts completely surprised every time.

BUT if you don't want kids:

• He understands! It's not easy. He would love being a fun uncle for all of his friends just as much as being a dad.

• And as long as he's with you, he's happy.

• Definitely a cat guy, I don't make the rules. You adopt like five cats together (yes, I'm projecting again. He'd be fine with dogs too 🙄)

• This is with kids and without, but he definitely does that cheesy "honey, I'm home!" Whenever he gets home from work

• The first thing he does every day is find you and twirl you in his arms. It just reminds him of what's really important.

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insane4fandoms · 1 year

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AHAHAHAHAAA OH MY GOD YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!!

I have a quick question before I continue! (It’s relevant to the post)

When Hermit was first brought home, how open was he with his new family? Like did he connect right off the bat or was he more wary and guarded?

Great question:

- He was guarded in a “this is too much socialing for me” kind of way. He never spoke to more than one person before, so meeting a family? It was a little overwhelming for him.

- Magnum was a little hesitant about him at first, since Hermit was prone to attacking his crew for defense. But when he learned how old he was when he got to the island and how long he was stuck, he simply picked him up like a cat and said “This be your new brother,” to you.

- Stan immediately embraced him with open arms, loving the idea of having a son (or another son if your gender is male). Hermit was curious at the fact there were two father that are your own, but immediately got over the fact when Stan placed a hand on his shoulder, said “welcome to the family son,” and Hermit cried.

- Of course, living with a family was a big adjustment for everyone, you and your dads were various on what triggers Hermit and what calms him down, and made sure he wouldn’t carve into the walls anymore. All the while Hermit always try to block out any loud noises.

- That’s when You gave him headphones, an iPad, and turned on Bluey. My god, you created another iPad kid. But it’s Hermit, he gets a pass.

- Anyways, Hermit always used his iPad to draw little doodles of him and the family, where Magnum and Stan would always cry tears of joy at the fact he calls them his dads.

- Overall, Hermit just instantly loved you and your family. He was just so happy that he finally have a whole family after so long. It’s a way for him to make up for what time he lost with his own former parents.

#ahwm captain magnum #ahwm the hermit #stan the water man

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everybodyshusband · 9 months

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oooo, a tag game !! :D thank you so much @devoured-by-shadows for tagging me <3

are you named after anyone?

nope ! i picked my name alllll by myself !!

when was the last time you cried?

uhm, this morning, actually (over a bluey episode of all things). i've never ever been a big crier, but this year's been a big one for tears so far :')

do you have kids?

definitely not, and i'd like to keep it that way, at least for now (and probably forever, haha ! kids scare me so much...)

do you use sarcasm a lot?

i think i do :) i definitely use it more often in person than i do online, purely because i struggle typing out sarcasm in a way that doesn't sound genuinely mean and nasty :(

what’s the first thing you notice about people?

to be honest, i have no idea !! i'm more of a stare at their shoes to avoid looking at them kind of person, so i don't really tend to notice anything specific about people apart from their shoes, but even then i don't really pay much attention, haha !

what’s your eye colour?

hazel, i believe

scary movies or happy endings?

i've never actually seen a proper horror movie, but i actually quite like movies with a sad and/or ambiguous endings, so i guess... neither ? but i think if i get the chance to watch a few scary movies i'd really enjoy them :)

any special talents?

i like to think i'm okay at writing :) apart from that i can play the piano and the viola, and i tend to be able to pick up the basics of most instruments i pick up !! (emphasis on basics)

where were you born?

the sunshine state baybeee (queensland, australia)

hobbies?

writing, when i can manage it ! and if avoiding practicing my instruments is a hobby then goodness me, i'm winning at my hobbies, haha :')

pets?

yes !! a cat called adi and a few silkie bantam chickens !!

what sports do you play/have played?

i played netball for most of my primary school years, then i dabbled in volleyball for about a year when i was... twelve or thirteen(?), and during that same year i raced HPV trikes (Human Powered Vehicle, not Human PapillomaVirus) but i haven’t played any sports since :0

how tall are you?

soooo incredibly tall. like, suuuuper duper tall (lying)

favourite subject in school?

i know i keep banging on about it in every ask game i've been doing, but i'm really loving the research subject i'm doing at the moment !! although, maybe that's just because i'm researching ghost... apart from that, i'm not very good at it, but i adore biology :)

dream job?

i'm not sure... i've had a lot of ideas for my future dream job over the years but as i've gotten older, i can't picture one that seems to make me jump for joy just yet !! the medical field has always interested me, so i may end up going down that route if i'm able to, but i suppose we'll see what the future brings <3

goodness this took me a horrendously long time to get around to properly answering, i'm so sorry, shadow !! it was yet another case of the "i'll put it in my drafts for safe-keeping, so i don't forget" and then i immediately forgot 😅 i'm not quite sure who's done this tag game and who hasn't at this point buuut i'll tag @cirrus-ghoulette and @spoiledleaff !! but if you come across this and want to give it a shot, consider yourself tagged :)

#husband rambles #tag game

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everlastinghistory33 · 8 months

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August 27th, 2023

Today was a little weird. It started off with slight panic that was quickly settled. Then I was happy most of the day. But I feel like today more than any other day obscure things have been reminding me of her.

Things have reminded me of her for months. Years even. Things always will remind me of her. This time however, I don’t mean in a good way. I had a breakdown earlier because a voice message I was sent started with the words “I think you’re misunderstanding something” or along those lines… Why? Because if she said those words it would mean absolute disaster. With her there was no misunderstanding. If I misunderstood her it wasn’t a small thing. I had fucked up beyond easy return. I cried and couldn’t bring myself to listen to the rest of it. I ended up having to ask the person who sent it to type out what he said instead because I couldn’t handle it.

It’s times like that when I truly do feel insane. I overthink the smallest things because of her. Things that make no sense.

It’s ironic too, because I couldn’t ask for anything more than I have right now. I met the guy of my dreams, I’m making real progress learning French, I haven’t been bullied in 4 years, I don’t have school to stress me out… Yet all I can think about is how much I miss her. How I’d do anything to have her back in my life. Why? Why is that still all I can think about?

People always say “oh you’ll feel better when your circumstances change”. My circumstances did change. I feel the same. There is something fundamentally wrong with me that can never be fixed. I have all the things that should make me happy, and in the moment they do, but they never last.

I’ve been trying to distract myself with stuff like watching Bluey, colouring, scrolling Pinterest so much that I can’t even stop to think. None of it does anything though. At the end of the day I still lack motivation just as I did in February when she blocked me. At the end of the day I still feel almost nothing just like I have since I was a kid.

“It’ll get better” but when do I get better? When do I get to feel like a real person again? When do I get to experience life like everybody else? I don’t. The truth of the matter is I simply don’t. I don’t get to. I never will, and I never have.

There’s never been a point in my life where some sort of trauma wasn’t causing my behaviour. First it was abuse, then bullying, then r-pe threats, and now… Everything she did, and everything else combined. I’ve lived this way my entire life. Trauma after trauma, I can’t escape it. God only knows what’s gonna do it next. I watch for every single red flag and even when I notice them: I ignore them.

Truthfully I do hope this guy I met recently turns out to be everything I’ve ever dreamed of. So far he is. The only problem is that I’m terrified he may be faking it, and be the opposite in reality. He’s an absolutely wonderful person. He’s perfect, really is. In every way I could mean that, it’s true. Getting attached to someone new was my biggest fear when she left, and I really hope it goes without reason. If this turns out how that did I really don’t know what I’ll do. Well I do, but I can’t say that here. If you know what I mean then you know why I can’t say it.

Anyway yeah, that’s all I have to say for tonight.

#August 2023 #digital diary #diary #journal #vent account #mental health #vent #rant #rant post #journaling #digital journal #mentally exhausted #mentalheathawareness #mental illness

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thewritersaddictions · 9 months

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Request: The Adults: Eddie Munson- Mean Dreams

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Pov: Chrissy Cunningham

Warnings: Nightmares, Eddie!Daddy; terms of endearment; cuteness; fluff; dreaming about monsters; a little bit of crying.

Summary: When their daughter comes into their room fearing for her dreams. Eddie is always so damn supportive.

A/n- Firefly-graphics for dividers

WC- 804

Requests Master List // Stranger Things Master List // The Adults Master List // Chronicles of Eddie M. & Chrissy C. Master List

"Papa, Mama." the words are soft and gentle, waking me almost immediately. I know that soft, and small voice anywhere. The shining light is also a wake-up call. I look at the doorway at the foot of our bed is Charlotte. Hair is a blown-out mess just like Eddie's in the morning. The shift in the bed alerts me to another thing in the dark room. "Babe what's going o-" Eddie's words die in the back of his throat as he follows my eyes toward the lights and the end of the bed.

"Char?" he asks into the half-lite half-dark room. "Papa!" She screams jumping up and into our bed. I watch as she climbs the bed with little grace, but Charlotte has never once come to us in the middle of the night. The closer she gets to the pair of us the more I can see her face a little bit more clearly. Charlottes' face is red and her eyes are too. "Baby, what's wrong?" I ask as she sits on her ankles. "Mama, I… the monsters they came and took you away." She murmurs, tears already bubbling up. Her bottom lip puckers out, and the tears fall.

"Come here, baby!" Eddie says hands held wide open for his blubbering daughter to get in his arms. "What's wrong love?" I ask her. She shakes her head. "I don't wanna…" She mutters out between hiccups and tears falling down her cheeks.

"Oh sweetheart," Eddie starts. "If you don't want to tell us that's okay baby. We are here to protect you always." Eddie says to Charlotte. She mumbles slightly. "Papa," She says.

"Yes, baby." Charlotte has rested her head on his chest. His fingers rubbed small and big circles up her back. "I think… I had. It was a bad dream." Not all the words are clear about what happened, or how it had started.

That night had been Taco Tuesday, and a good bit of Charlotte's favorite tv show. Bluey. Playing on the tv, Eddie and I helped each other with dishes and putting leftovers away. We giggled and touched each other as we danced around the kitchen.

After we were done with the kitchen, we both walked hand in hand toward the living room. Charlotte was all into the tv show. Dancing and singing to the intro song. "Ready for your bath baby?" I asked her, she nodded and reached up. Even thought Charoltte was getting older by the day, she was still a little too skinny for my liking. Regardless we did bathtime with rubby ducks, and bathtime crayons on the shower wall. Getting dressed in nighttime clothes, and eddie did bed time stories with her.

It had been peaceful for pretty much hours until she came to our door. "I wanna tell you about my dream," Charlotte says as she wipes her hands over her eyes and wipes the tears from her eyes. "Okay." Eddie and I say in unison.

"I was… I… a monster was chasing after me in my dream." I nod along since now I can clearly see Charlotte's face. She rests her hand on Eddie's chest. "The monster was so big, and he was fluffies but not soft fluffies. He was chasing me along the the walls in the house. You and Mama…you were gone." The tears come up, and the blubbering starts all over again.

Eddie holds her tightly to his chest. I rub her back gently with the tips of my acrylic nails. Charlotte's cries, and tears eventually stop when her breaths even out a little bit more.

"Charlotte baby?" I says into the air. She moves her head to look at me. "Hi sweet girl." I say to her rubbing her cheek sweetly. "I just want you to know that Papa, and I will never let anything bad happen to you. We love you so much, and we will protect you from anything and everything that may come out to hurt you. Dreams or real life. Mama, and Papa are here for you." Charlotte nods. I come down kissing her forehead, and Eddie kisses the same spot.

Moments of silence goes by.

"Can I stay in here please?" Charlotte asks. Eddie looks at me, and I look at him. There's a knowing look between the two of us. "Alright baby, get between Mama, and me. We will protect you from the monsters." Charlotte snuggles between the two of us immediately. She reaches for my hand and pulls me into her, reaching for Eddie's hand pulling him into the both of us.

"Good Night baby," Eddie says. "Good night Papa," Charlotte says in a sleep-ridden voice. He looks over at me through her hair to my eye. "Good night sweetheart." He mutters to me, and I mutter back "I love you."

Completed on: 07/26/23

Posted on: 07/28/23

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There is always this one chapter in your stories which shatters my heart completely, into tiny little piece's and makes me cry my heart out. There is always some angsty chapter's before that which hurts but then there is that one chapter which is rock bottom. This was that chapter, for me atleast. I hadn't cried like this over content in a year. Priscilla is my new murder target btw. She is bad news. But I am curious about why she's mad, I mean I could tell she was faking affection but her contempt was too much to be just acting for convincing people that she loves Loki (I wanna call him bluey still, even calling him Loki now is breaking my heart 😭) so why is she pissed truly?🤔 He's still not safe, I can feel another plan brewing in their witch minds. About what the bitch said, making y/n feel bad about her relationship with Bluey which was as pure as it gets. She's the real monster for not loving him with all her heart like y/n does, what kind of a person behaves like that after such a traumatic incidence?? I have a feeling that bruce is going to have to use that healing call, real fast. It cannot be that easy. I think Priscilla will try to strike y/n first, this time. That I love you signing he did 🥺. Why is it necessary to be a good person 😢?? I really just wanna throw my and their conscience out the window right now. But I guess he needs to be with family or whatever😖. All my happy wishings to y/n... also, how are you okay after writing that chapter? That must be really hard especially with how you base the characters behavior so much on yourself. You too get my happy wishes, lots of them💝.

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I'm not too sad that I made you cry because I definitely intended to do that with this chapter but still overwhelmed and it feels surreal that people actually shed tears because of my stories. 😭💚

Her behaviour for someone who lost her husband is really weird, she also said that he disappeared and they thought he was done with them? Like why would you say that? 😂 (You know why misty, you little bitch)

Bluey was so precious and if you're mourning his loss like y/n .. I have a news. Loki isn't that different from bluey. He can speak and might not growl all the time but damn if he's not the sweetest cutest thing on earth. I know some people were expecting him to go mean or something but he's a literal ray of sunshine and so kind. 💙💙

Conscience suck I know but you gotta have it and these two did the right thing even though it ripped their hearts out.

Thank you for asking about me 😭💚💚💚 I'm okay, I did tear up while writing and I teared up writing the next chapter as well. But it's fulfilling, when you write with emotions, it gets out and I guess that is the reason you guys can feel them too.💙

Thank you my sweet anon 😍

#asks #🧁anon #hear me now

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