#im running on not a lot of sleep and this is what i chose to do all day so rbs are v appreciated :) thanks love you

[milawritesstuff]

Could you write where pedri is having a bad day and reader takes care of him. maybe they take a bath together, reader cooks his favorite food, they watch a movie at home. JUST PURE FLUFF SINCE HE NEEDS ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD and also very sensual (lots of innocent touching) because pedri deserves that

A/N: I’ve been having writer’s block & Im worried about him and Barça with all of the ppl out for the return with ManU. So I hope you guys like this one.

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-Joder!- You saw Pedri yell as he walked off the pitch and sat next to Ferran. The first half wasn’t over yet and he had been subbed out for an injury. It didn’t look serious but you knew if Xavi had subbed him out it was serious. You waited anxiously in the bleachers until the end of the match when you could finally go to the tunnels and find him.

You approached the locker room and you ran into Gavi.

-How is he?-

He shrugged his shoulders.-Probably his harm string. He’s fine but he’s upset.-

You walked into the room where Pedri was sitting on a table. -Babe!- He looked over at you and smiled. -Sorry.-

-Sorry for what? How are you feeling?-

-You came to watch me play and I didn’t even finish the first half. They’re saying I’ll be out for 4 weeks.-

You hugged him. -I just care that you’re fine.- you placed a kiss on his head and felt how he hugged you in closer to his body. -Te quiero.- he whispered.

An hour later you were on your way home. Pedri still upset but trying to mask it in. -You heard them, they’ll run more tests tomorrow and then decide how long you will be out for, nothing’s set in stone.-

-I won’t play against ManU next week unless there’s a miracle.- he explained looking defeated.

When you got home he went straight to the bedroom. You could hear him saying profanities under his breath until he finally came out and found you in the kitchen.

-Are you okay?- you asked. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder. -No, but I’ll be fine.- the two of you stayed like that for a few minutes. You could tell he needed it. Eventually he turned you around. -Te quiero.- he said with a shy smile. -Yo te amo tonto.- you responded which caused him to laugh and take you in for a soft kiss.

-I just feel like I left them down, it sucks that I had to get injured right now.-

-Calm down Pedri it’s not like you chose to get injured. Besides you’re not that great, it’s not like you can’t be replaced.- you teased him causing him to begin to tickle you.

Despite being late into the night he wasn’t tired. The usual routine of coming home after a match and getting into bed to watch something on TV and drift into sleep was scratched for the night.

-I’m making you some croquetas.- he smiled. -But first, I think you need a shower.-

He laughed. -Are you saying I smell?-

You turned over to look at him and rolled your eyes. -No. Let me rephrase that, I think we need a nice warm bath.- you said as you began to unbutton your blouse. He smirks and you lightly punch his chest. -You’re injured Pedrito, don’t get any ideas.- he rolls his eyes. -Don’t tell me you’re going to use that excuse for the next four weeks.-

The bath water was warm, Pedri was already in the bathtub. You went in and sat in between his legs with your bare back against his chest. As soon as your bodies touched he let out a sigh of relief. You rested your head against his body. He intertwined his hands with yours. -Have I ever told you how much I love you?- You smile. -I think you have mentioned it.-

You turn your head over to give him a kiss. He leaves small kisses on your shoulders and pours water over you. His arm around your stomach, you can feel his breathing against your back. The two of you sit there until the water no longer feels warm.

-You’ve been working so hard maybe it will be nice for you to have some rest.- you tell him as you help him put on his shirt. You wrap your arms around his neck. He smiles down at you and lifts your head up to give you a kiss. -I feel defeated but you always know how to cheer me up.- You leave another kiss on his lips and leave him to finish getting ready.

When Pedri finally comes out to the kitchen you have his croquetas ready. He walks over to you and caresses your face. -I don’t deserve you.- He says and you shake your head taking him in for a hug. -I got so lucky with you Pedrito.-

After the two of you eat you decide to go watch a movie in bed. His arm behind your back as the two of you lay in bed. You love the way his arm feels around you. He makes you feel safe. Every time a funny scene comes on Pedri looks over at you and scrunches his nose up before letting out a laugh. The sound of his laugh fills you up. You can’t believe he’s all yours.

As the night goes on you drape your legs over his and rest your head on his chest. You can hear his heartbeat and that along with his fingers caressing your hair puts you to sleep.

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[il0veaphr0dite]

ROSES & RINGS

(pictures are not mine credits to the owners)

A/N: I think this is my best written one so far, im very proud of it! I was so close to putting newts name in here but then i remembered 😞. I hope you enjoy and remember my requests are always open!

Warnings: Just fluff and Minho being a sweet boyfriend (not rlly a warning but who cares)

Word count: 1035

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It had been about 8 months since you and the others arrived at the Safe Haven. When the group arrived they all had a tough time adjusting to a new routine, including you. It was hard for everyone to forget about everything and start over from scratch.

In addition to that, Newt’s death was very miserable. His death affected Thomas and Minho the most, they were the trio that helped you and the rest of the gladers escape the maze, and WICKED.

When the group first arrived you all quickly got to work on building huts. Unlike the glade, the island has fewer jobs. The most popular being Builders Doctors, Gardners.

You chose to work in the gardens mostly because you like to be hands-on, working outside is also a bonus since you didn't want to be stuck inside for hours.

On the other hand, Minho works as a builder. You don't really know why but it's not like there's a job as a runner.

The sun was beginning to set when you made your way back to you and Minho’s hut when you were stopped by Brenda. She was walking towards you with a smile on her face.

“Minho said to meet him at the beach,” She spoke before quickly running away.

You stand there confused but you dismiss the behavior.

You headed to the hut first to get cleaned up before you went to the beach.

You walked to the beach not knowing what to expect, but now that you had time to look back on the day you noticed that Brenda wasn't the only one acting weird.

Sonya, who worked with you in the gardens, had been smiling at you a lot and kept asking you what you were doing today.

Now that you noticed all the weird behavior, one question was now in your head.

What do they know that they're not telling you?

That question led you to think about Minho.

Why does he want you to meet him at the beach?

You two would typically meet in your hut and talk about your day before dozing off to sleep but today was different.

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You finally made it to the beach, shoving your thoughts to the back of your head.

Your eyes had been trained on your feet while you were deep in thought but when you finally looked up, you saw a blanket on the sand with two plates of food and two glasses full of what you assumed was juice.

Next to the blanket was Minho.

His hair was done nicely and he was dressed neatly in black pants and a clean white shirt, holding a bouquet of roses, your favorite.

You were amazed, stunned.

You then realize you hadn't said anything since you saw him, you walk towards him wrapping your arms around his neck.

His arms instantly wrap around your waist. You take a moment to admire everything he'd done for you.

You pulled away reluctantly.

“What is all this?”

“I thought we could have a little date to get our minds off things,” he spoke, handing the flowers to you followed by a kiss on the cheek.

He led you to the blanket, a few steps away from him. He sits down, holding his hand out for you.

You take it, sitting down next to him on the blanket.

“I wasn't expecting this..” you said, setting down the flowers.

“That’s because I made sure you didn't find out.”

“I was actually suspicious of Sonya and Brenda.”

He looked at you waiting for you to continue.

“They were acting weird, Sonya kept smiling at me and asking me what I was doing today.” you laughed.

“I only told them so they could help me plan this,” he said, shaking his head with a smile on his face.

“I guess even someone as amazing as you would need

help sometimes”

“I do need help on rare occasions such as this one”

You laugh nodding your head, you feel eyes on you.

You raised your head to look at Minho but he already staring at you, smiling.

“You’re beautiful,” he said.

You turned away, feeling your cheeks heat up.

Of those 8 months you were here you and Minho had dated for 7 of those months. You could easily said those were the best 7 months of your life.

Minho was the sweetest boyfriend you could ever ask for. Throughout the day he would occasionally come to the gardens to check on you.

He's very touchy (which you love), he always gives you hugs and kisses and well the point is he's an amazing boyfriend.

Minho convinces you to take your shoes off and go into the edge of the water.

“Minho stop!” you said between laughter. He wouldn't stop splashing you with water.

You made a joke and now you regret it as you are being sprayed with water.

After a while, you were starting to get tired.

“I'm going to sit down for a second,” you said walking to the blanket.

“Hold on, you have something in your hair,” he said, stopping you.

“What? Where?” you go to touch your hair but Minho stops you.

He walks up to you “I got it,” he says.

You wait for him to take it out but you don't feel anything.

“Did you get it?”

No response.

“Minho?”

No response.

You turn around to see Minho on one knee holding up a ring.

You were speechless.

“Y/N, From the moment I asked you out to right now I have grown more in love with you each moment of every day. You're the most beautiful woman in the world and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and with that, I want to ask you one question.”

Tears threaten to leave your eyes

“Y/N, Will you marry me?”

You begin nodding your head rapidly.

“Yes!” you finally let out.

You put your hand out as he puts the ring on your finger.

As soon as he stands up you tackle him into a hug.

“I love you so much,” he whispers into your ear.

“I love you too,” you say, kissing his cheek.

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[misspearly1]

“Im bored. Wanna play?” With Max Phillips 🥴😩

Ooohh, Nonnie! 😏 I love this prompt choice for Maxie, it fits so nicely for him, however I must admit that when typing this up, I was still in my fluffy feels 🤣. We got ourselves some soft Max Phillips over here. Thank you for sending this into my blog and I hope you enjoy the read, my darling. ❤️

Overstimulated

Pairing: Max Phillips x You (F!Reader)

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Established Relationship. Teasing, flirting, complimenting. Smut. Gentle/Passionate smut. Oral (M receiving). Over stimulation. Fade to black sex in the bathtub. Lots of fluff.

Prompts: "I'm bored. Wanna play?"

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Staying at home this peaceful Sunday, you chose the activity that most people would do and just relaxed to the full extent by doing all the little things you love. 

First up was sleeping in late this morning, and you loved every minute of it. Secondly, you ordered breakfast rather than cooking it yourself, and you savoured every bite. You were just feeling lazy and enjoyed the delicacy of someone else cooking for you instead, and thirdly, you’ve just finished running an extra hot bubble bath and plan to read a book for the next fifteen or twenty minutes while the water cools down enough for you to climb in. 

It’s the little things that bring you comfort and joy.

Your vampire boyfriend however, Max Phillips, has just come home from work earlier than you expected him to. Not a lot of people at his firm work on Sundays, but a few take up any chance they can get working double time, and today as it seems, Max came home early because it’s too quiet in the office. Well, that’s your immediate assumption because the man is a workaholic. 

“Hey baby,” You greet him as he enters the lounge, “Everything ok?” You ask, though you suspect everything is ok and you’ve already assumed the reason why he’s home early, you still ask just in case something is wrong. Besides, it opens the door to a conversation about how his day has been and you’re interested to know, even if there isn’t much to tell. 

“No, actually. Everything isn’t ok,” He replies, and your mood shifts instantly with worry. Setting your book down and sitting up straight on the sofa, you look at him with furrowed brows and pat the empty seat beside you, beckoning him to come explain what’s wrong.

After shaking off his jacket and draping over the back of the sofa, he loosens his tie while walking towards you, the expression on his face speaking of mischief and devilry. “Just spent six hours at work doing nothing, toots. It was torture,” He explains, pouting exaggeratedly, “Then I come home to find you on the sofa, looking so fine and beautiful.” 

You blush. Hearing the little sexy growl in his voice and feeling flattered by his compliments, the mood shifts once again, worry was quickly replaced with relief and arousal, especially when he takes position on the table in front of you and leans in, his proximity dangerously tempting your sexual desire to just jump on top of him and make love, though you hold back on the urge just to be a tease. 

“Max,” You tut and shake your head at him, “You scared me for a second there. Don’t do that again, I thought something bad happened.” You berate with a whine in your tone, but it just flies over his head anyway because the vampire abilities he possesses can sense the lies in your words. You’re not actually mad at him, not in the slightest, in fact, you found his actions amusing. 

“But it’s the truth, toots.” Max argues his case and point, dragging the tip of his finger up and down your inner leg with a smirk on his lips. “I can’t help but feel the way I feel when you look so fucking hot.” He pays you another compliment, this time with a genuine warm smile as you blush again. His hands, cold and soft to the touch, slip around the back of your legs with a gentle squeeze as he maintains your eye contact. “Do you have anything to do? Or do I have you all to myself?” He asks, keeping in mind that you were just about to read a book and how you like to spend your Sunday’s relaxing. 

“Just my bath, which is cooling down,” You reply honestly, your eyes darting to the book with a shrug. “I could read later tonight instead. Why, what do you have in mind?” You watch as Max subtly bites his lip, his dark wanton eyes roaming the expanse of your face with suggestion. “I’m bored,” He whispers seductively, his hands groping your thighs now, “Wanna play?”  

“Gee, I thought you’d never ask,” You respond eagerly, mirroring his actions as you, too, bite your lip with an anticipated nod. “I’d love to play, Maxie,” closing the gap ever so slowly, you dare an attempt to pull your head back, but the man was far too quick. He chuckles softly while his hand darted up and cradled the back of your neck, holding you still to lean in and plant a kiss on your lips. 

“Stop playing with me, toots.” Max growls into your mouth and smiles against your lips before slipping his tongue inside. You slide your hands up his chest and pull his tie off completely, caressing his shoulders that draws out a groan so delectable to your ears. He breaks the kiss, sighing breathily, “Love it when you do that.”

You close the gap this time and kiss him fervently, passionately, expressing your love wordlessly. Max picks up on your desires, not only from your actions but from the smell of your pheromones too. It’s so potent that it makes him feel weak in the knees. Usually, he likes to take the lead and show you a good time, but right now, he follows your movements as you guide him to sit on the sofa and lean back.

“Open your shirt for me,” You ask while kneeling to the floor, situating yourself between his legs. “Too many buttons and I’m too impatient,” You reach out for his belt and open it up, pulling the leather through the loops on his pants before tossing it over your shoulder. 

“Fuck,” He makes a surprised sound, breathing deep and hard with a palpable ache to feel your lips around his cock. “Don’t have to tell me twice, baby.” He groans, popping the top three buttons of his shirt open before pulling it over his head and throwing it to the side. The man would tear it open, but you bought him this shirt and he doesn’t want to ruin it.

You giggle from his actions regardless, finding something so sweet and wholesome about him being gentle. It wouldn’t matter to you if he did tear it off, but you liked that he didn’t. Hips lifting off the sofa to help you pull down his trousers after you open them up, your brows raise with delight when seeing, and hearing, his dick spring back and slap against his lower stomach. “Oh,” You whisper while watching dribbles of pre-cum leaking out of the tip and onto his skin. “Someones excited.” 

“Can you really blame me?” Max chuckles bashfully and looks at you with accusatory eyes. “My gorgeous girlfriend is sitting between my legs, of course I’m excited.” The muscles in his legs tense as you reach out to hold them, running your hands up and down his thighs firmly, and smiling proudly at the way his dick twitches from your actions. You love seeing him so clearly affected by your touch. 

“Well,” You say, looking up at him, “Don’t let me keep you waiting, sexy.” Leaning slowly while holding his gaze, he watches you attentively as you drag your tongue up his cock and his mouth falls open with a gasp spilling from his lips. You swirl your tongue around the head before taking him inside your mouth with a gentle suck, the action making him jerk away with sensitivity and throw his head back in bliss. 

“Nghh! Don’t stop, don’t stop.” Max chokes out, and you love the struggle he faces when trying to talk coherently between pleasurable moans. You take more of him inside your mouth until it becomes uncomfortable in your jaw, then you begin bobbing your head up and down, sucking him off with skill as you fondle his balls. You feel the weight of them in your hands, so full and desperate to release its contents into the warmth of your mouth.

The man balled his hands into fists at his sides and his jaw clenches with his brows tightly knitted together. “Fuck!” He grunts, then gasps with hurried breaths. “Fuck. Gonna cum already,” He warns with a tinge of shame to his voice, as if he were ashamed for not lasting longer than he usually does. You don’t mind either way. It’s rewarding in itself to see the man unfolding before your very eyes so quickly. 

Upon feeling his balls tighten in the palm of your hands and watching him throw his head back with all the dirty noises you love to hear that were so satisfying to your ears, you braced for the load he was about to spill. You sample a taste of salt on your tongue and hum around him, the vibrations of your voice working as added stimulation that just ultimately pushes him over the edge. 

“Ohhhh,” Max moans, deeply and gutturally, he moans through his release and spills ropes upon ropes of his seed directly down your throat as you gulp it all back. Even after he had given all that he could, you continued to suck his cock until he became overstimulated, groaning brokenly as he jerked away. “Too much, toots.” He whispers, needing a moment to come down from his high before re-joining reality. The man's head was in the clouds, overcome with ecstasy and euphoria. 

There’s only been a handful of occasions where you’ve been able to render Max so weak and exhausted with satisfaction, and that was after he had gone several rounds with you first. Seeing him exhausted and completely spent right now brings you a huge sense of pride and achievement. He needed a little longer than a moment to come back down to earth, and while he did that, you peppered him with loving kisses, praises in your whispers and reassurance in your stroking touch. 

Moving up his body slowly and gazing into his eyes, you kiss his lips gently and mumble how much you love him, to which he mumbles how much he loves you too in return. And as soon as his stamina and energy returned, your clothes were discarded quicker than you’ve ever removed them with your own hands and before you knew it, he whisked you into the bathroom and lowered himself into the tub with you held in his arms.  

And together, you shared a hot bubble bath, making love to each other passionately.

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[deadandbeautiful]

break the habit. [eren x reader]

// hello coffin dwellers! dee here, finally with a fic in progress!! :) decided since eren's been on the mind, i'd give em a go- i haven't written for him in awhile, so apologies if im rusty! this fic will be updated on wednesdays and we'll see how long i'll keep it running lol it depends if im not lazy LMAOOO cw: eren and reader are childhood best friends, mikasa is a lesbian do not @ me that ending NEVER happened smh, reader has chronic anxiety, smoking, learning to break the cycle of addiction and trauma, replacing smoking with chewing gum, bad coping mechanisms, overall a hurt with comfort fic !!

your parents weren’t great people. you knew this after being born the eldest daughter; and their only daughter, might i add. your parents fought a lot of the time; a broken marriage far too deep with wounds and often you wondered why they never split up.

so when their stress wasn’t on themselves, it was on you. you became their target for everything; a father who wanted you to be successful like him, and a mother who wanted you to settle down and give her grandchildren; to even walk in her footsteps as a stay-at-home wife.

but you detested the thought; built on rebellion since you came out of the womb, you chose to live your own story and found yourself adoring the highs life had to bring; whether it was through skateboarding, or breaking school rules, your childhood was a masterpiece of a wild ride.

and throughout your childhood you met eren jaeger; a stubborn headed, foul mouthed boy who wanted to leave a mark on the world, one way or another. he moved in next door with his younger sister mikasa, after his mom died and his father ended up marrying another woman.

you two shared a lot in common, it seems. a love for adrenaline, a love for adventure, and most of all, you understood one another when it came to each other’s problems. eren knew your parents weren’t in your corner since day one, and often than not a lot of the time you found yourself sleeping over in Mikasa’s room next door when your world was turned upside down and venting to both of your closest friends. but through this family stress came more than just anxiety; it came with a habit you wish you could break to this day.

you started only truly smoking in early high school; when your friend Jean offered you a hit of his cigarette after finding you hyperventilating on the first day of school behind the bleachers.

ever since then, you couldn’t stop. you found nicotine to be the only way to ease your mind; the familiar burning of the tobacco in the back of your throat being the only thing to bring you back to earth.

eren, on the other hand, distastefully disagreed with your habits. often than not he was the one offering you mint chewing gum on your worst days, the same days your father would start a heated debate over what you wanted to do with your life; or when your mother would cry at the fact you just couldn’t fit into her “perfect daughter” image.

around the end of senior year, you and eren stop talking after getting into a huge fight. life seemed to drift from you since then; now a college student barely scraping by and the only thing going for her is her studies in gender equality.

you felt hopeless, to say the least. talking and making friends was hard, and your anxiety issues only seemed to catch up to you after high school graduation. you wondered where things would’ve taken you if you had decided to follow in your parents’ footsteps.

you end up going to a party on campus to clear your thoughts one night. little did you know, the same pair of teal eyes you’d come to drown in as a kid were quick to follow, after furrowing at the sight of a familiar cigarette laced between your fingertips.

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[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 79. brb x oc

a/n: apparently this hellsite can't handle the amount of chapters I have??? 8) so I uh, cut them in half but kept chapter one because it's the main masterlist for all the chapters. IM TIRED OF THIS WEBSITE I SWEAR

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: no ne, JUST FLUFF

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Today was fun, after dealing with Evelyn and having to keep her pregnancy a secret that is. They went to the pumpkin patch, chose a few pumpkins - a big one that Rooster said he was going to make a gorgeous pumpkin pie with - and took several pictures of Nicole and the dogs enjoying the day out.

So she should be as exhausted as Rooster was, but she couldn’t sleep.

Maybe it was her worry for Evelyn that kept Beatrice up, maybe it was the thought of the ‘risks’ of both of their partners’ professions or maybe it was Beatrice’s anxiety making a lovely return. She chewed her lower lip while wringing her hands together, looking up at the ceiling.

She should make herself some tea.

Wait, no, it’s too late and she had to wake up early tomorrow.

“Baby.” Rooster’s deep groggy voice snaps her out of her thoughts. She turns her head to see his eyes still closed, arms under the pillow but his eyebrows arching as he speaks, “What’s making you think so loud? You’ve been like that for a few minutes.”

“Nothing.”

Now his eyes opened, pupils enlarging and shrinking as he gets used to the dark surroundings, his sandy brown hair messy because of him moving around on the bed, “I’m serious,Roos. You can go to sleep.” her husband just stares at her, then wraps his arms around her waist so bring her closer to his body, “Roos.”

“I don’t like when you play it off as something I shouldn’t worry about.” he begins, “When you lie awake for minutes looking at the ceiling, wringing your hands.” Beatrice immediately lets her hands go, looking away almost ashamedly, “And as your husband,” he kisses her temple, “And as the man who’s crazy about you and worries about you,I can’t simply let it go.”

Bradley pulls his head back to meet her green eyes, only for them to look away from him. He lets go of her waist just so he can touch her chin with his thumb, “Talk to me,gorgeous.” he whispers, “What’s flooding that pretty brain of yours?”

Beatrice chuckled a bit, “Pretty brain?”

“The prettiest.” he smirks, only for his eyelids to lower a bit, still trying to keep himself awake, “Talk to me.”

How would she begin? She promised Evelyn she wouldn’t tell Rooster why she was there - and to be fair he did seem to accept her response of ‘Evelyn feeling under the weather’ - but there was also the itching in the back of her throat to say something to him, ‘...can I ask you something?”

“Mhm.” he smiles lazily, rubbing the side of her face, “Whatever you want.”

“Do you think that sometimes I worry too much?” he blinked, “Because of us?”

Rooster groaned as he adjusted himself on the bed, propping his head up with a hand as his arm remained under the pillow, still caressing her cheek, “Gorgeous,I think you worry a lot and sometimes I think it’s unfounded…but I don’t worry about you worrying about our family.” he chuckles at his own joke, “I know you care about us a lot.”

“I do.”

“And I also know that this didn’t come out of nowhere.” he says, making Beatrice sigh in defeat, “So out with it,baby.”

Beatrice chewed her lower lip, burying her face in his neck, “It’s just…well,Ev–” she almost spilled it, oh God, “E-Ev’s dad,” she quickly added, “She um, told me some things about him.”

“I don’t usually care for juicy gossip about my superiors.” he pauses, “Buuut I am very interested.”

Beatrice just chuckled, trying to figure out how to explain without exposing too much of the information, “She said that…he is really strict about some things, especially when it comes to family and stuff,” she peeks up at him to check her husband’s face, he still looked blank, “And that he…is still getting used to her and Jake.”

Rooster’s silence is deafening because if there is one thing that can be said about her husband was that he could be extremely observant…and he could read her like a book. Which was why Beatrice kept looking up at him to check if he was finally figuring this weird puzzle of words out.

But the longer he didn’t say anything, the worse she felt, “Bea,” he finally says, blinking at her, “Is Evelyn pregnant?”

And like a slap to the face,Beatrice felt her whole body go soft almost as if she was fainting, “I-I-no! No, she’s not-” her husband just arched his brow, “I mean…y-you shouldn’t have known about it…”

“So she is.”

“She–”another groan, “Yes, but you can’t tell anyone. You can’t, oh no,I can’t believe I let that slip! Ugh!” she buries her face into the pillow, “Fhis fri woer!” was her muffled complaint against the fabric, one that only makes her husband question what she said, “I said this is the worst! I knew I should’ve played it off better!”

“Baby,” he smiles, “Baby,I’m not telling anyone.” he pinches his index and thumb over his lips, then tugs them to the side as if he was closing a zipper, “My lips are sealed. I promise to you.”

And Rooster never broke his promises.

Beatrice makes a face while rubbing a random pattern on the pillow cover, tsking under her breath, “She is terrified Roos.” she says, since the cat is out of the bag now there was no point in hiding anything from him as much as she hated it, “She doesn’t want her parents to get mad at Jake or something.”

“Is she going to tell Jake?”

“Yeah.”

“When?”

“She planned to do it tonight but,” a shrug, “I don’t know if she will. She sounded and appeared completely out of herself, she just…looked so tired.” Beatrice frowns, looking to the side with her fingers still moving on top of the pillow, “I just…hope she can come to a consensus with her parents or something. She didn’t even eat so I heated some stuff for her so she could fill her stomach before I left too…”

Rooster just stares at Beatrice with his head still propped by his hand and his smile slowly widens because his heart is so full. Someone this sweet,this kind be absolutely real? He groans happily, rolling onto his stomach on top of her - which in turn makes Beatrice lie on her back and look up at him - their chests touching. He’s still grinning, “You are too fucking sweet.” he says quietly, “God, you are so sweet.”

Her response was just a shy glance and her cheeks going red, “She’s going to be fine,Bea.” he assures her, leaning down to kiss the tip of her nose, “But if you want you can call her tomorrow, check on her.” 

“I guess…”

“I know you don’t want to be a bother,” he smiles, “I know you,Bea. And I know that cute puppy look you have whenever you are thinking about something.” her lips pout without her noticing, her cheeks getting redder by the second, ‘And it’s cute as fuck…but you did what you could.” she met his eyes with her own gaze still shining with worry, “They have to deal with it now. Okay?”

Beatrice chews her lower lip but nods in silence, making her husband kiss her lips and fall back on his side of the bed, “Now c’mere.” he spreads his arms, making grabby hands at her, “I want my wife close to me tonight.”

“Oh, just tonight?”

“Call me clingy.” he smirks, kissing the top of her head when she snuggles up to his chest, “But something about holding you helps me sleep.” he feels her smile against his bare chest, her smaller hands touching his upper back with her fingers barely touching his nape.

“I feel the same way.”

“Yeah?”

She nods, nuzzling his skin, “It helps me remember you stayed.”

He knew she was muttering out of tiredness, she was probably exhausted from holding that worry the whole day plus spending the afternoon at the pumpkin patch with Nikki and the dogs. Whenever Beatrice was too tired - or too drunk - she’d blurt out things that would leave him speechless.

His eyes closed almost in pain, his arms wrapping around her waist in a hug as his lips pressed another kiss to her scalp. Remember he stayed, God, that was heavy and yet so important for him to hear. “Course I stayed.” he whispered on her head, earning a happy moan from Beatrice as she got comfortable, “You ain’t gettin’ rid of me,pretty girl.” 

He knew he had to sleep too but he wanted to spend some time looking at her, just a little bit, to admire her sleeping face and the way her lips curled into a smile as she dreamt. Rooster smiles back, not being able to contain his own joy as Beatrice dozed off, a gentle snore escaping her nose meaning she was more tired than she showed, “Ah,Bea…” he whispered, “Pretty girl you just don’t know what you do to me.”

She deserved the world, he thought as his smile widened when her hands tightened their hold against his body.She truly did.

-

Beatrice moaned in bed, burying her face into the pillow with a little smile, all tucked up and warm from the covers. She curled up into a little ball, using part of the futon to hide her head as she slept…wait, why was she still sleeping?

Her eyes snapped open as she turned around to check her phone, ‘...06:55- oh shit!” she kicks the covers the best she can, yelping when part of the sheets wrap around her ankle and make her fall face first on the soft rug under their bed. She groans, the pain and sleep making her brain feel muddy before she slowly pushes herself up - legs still on the bed.

Heavy footsteps - followed by the known clicking of claws - approach the bedroom. Rooster’s body appears on the doorway, eyes widening, “Bea!” he shouts already making his way inside so he could approach her fallen form, ‘Gorgeous!Are you okay?”

“I-I’m fine!”

‘Baby what just-” he untangles the sheets from her foot then helps her up just as Jolene walks inside as well, her cold nose touching Beatrice’s hand, “Gorgeous, Jesus Christ, I heard you fall from downstairs - are you sure you are okay?”

“Y-Yeah,I’m fine.” she smiles, checking her ankle just to be sure she hadn’t twisted it again, ‘I just– well, it’s late.”

“Late?” he blinks, then his face relaxes “Oh, oh no I turned off your alarm.”

“You…you did? Why?!”

“Because I wanted you to sleep more today.” he says with a cute smile, picking Beatrice bridal style to set her on the bed, gently covering her back up, “Because I wanted to pamper you today.”

His wife blinked, “Oh…really?”

“Yes,ma’am.” he leans down to kiss her lips, “Now you stay here, looking beautiful and amazing and I’ll bring your breakfast over,yeah?” she could only nod with her lips parting in surprise, opening her mouth to speak when he was by the door, “Nikki already had her breakfast. You left some in the fridge,honey.” he winks as soon as he leaves.

Beatrice is still trying to understand what’s happening, Jolene hopping on the bed to keep her owner company - she usually hates doing that but it’s possible she thinks Beatrice is hurt so she wants to be close - as Bea adjusts herself against the headboard. She didn’t know what made him want to do that..but she wasn’t complaining, “It’s not even my birthday.” she whispered to Jolene, who just plopped her head on Beatrice’s thigh before closing her eyes.

With Rooster busy downstairs she decided to check her phone…especially because of Evelyn. She grabbed it from the nightstand, unlocking it only to see there were no messages from her friend yet, nothing at all. Well…it was really early in the morning, so maybe she should wait a bit.

Also if there was any chance that Hangman knew, he’d immediately start saying something in the group chat. And she knew that Rooster kept his phone off during the night because of it. “Yeah,I better wait.’ she says, placing the phone aside and then fluffing her pillows behind her back.

“Okay, come on Nikki.” she hears her husband’s voice from downstairs, ‘Time to give mama her breakfast, yes are you excited? Yes me too! Come on then.” she loved how his voice went higher whenever he spoke to Nicole, followed by the baby’s babbled response.

Beatrice was looking at the door when she sees Eleanor and Jack stepping in the room, the white dog looking back towards the hallway with her tail wagging, undoubtedly waiting for Rooster, “Alright,Ellie,sit.” she did immediately, looking up at Rooster as he came into view. He was holding Nicole against his side while his other hand was busy holding up a tray, “Ah, look who it is Nikki, it’s mommy.”

Nicole squealed happily, shaking her arms almost trying to reach for her mother, “Alright, easy there missy, we need to get closer first.” he chuckles, kissing her head, “And mama needs to have her breakfast,so.”

Beatrice giggled sweetly before pressing her back even more against the headboard, the movement making Jolene lift her head from her lap. Rooster gently placed the tray down on top of her thighs, turning his head to kiss her again, “There you go,gorgeous.”

“Thank you,Roos.”

“Hm, you are welcome.” he mutters against her lips, “Now let me back away before I spend too much time kissing those pretty lips of yours and prevent you from eating.”

Beatrice giggled again, “You can sit next to me.” she nods to his side of the bed, “I’d like the company,did you have breakfast yet?”

Rooster bounced Nicole in his arms for a little bit, her bedhead still wild and her fox onesie was still on, apparently everyone was going to have a lazy day today, “I did.” he smiles at Nicole, kissing her tiny fist, “Nikki was my buddy while it happened weren’t you,honey?”

Nicole was getting more and more talkative as the days went by, she had no concept of words yet - obviously, she was only four months old - but knowing she was trying to keep up with their conversation was adorable. Their daughter gurgled happily once her father sat down on the bed, still holding her against him as she peered over her father’s bicep to her mother.

“I can’t believe you made my favorites.” Beatrice smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, “Blueberry muffin? And toast with pumpkin hummus and egg?” she pokes the egg and gasps happily, “With runny yolk! Oh Roos,this is so wonderful, thank you.”

“You are more than welcome.” he couldn’t help but look at her, the light from the window hit her face just right and the night shirt she wore was flowy, with long sleeves that ended up with laces by the wrists and reached the middle of her thigh. It really made her look like a maiden in the middle of a fantastical forest. She took a bite of her toast, trying her best to not spill any yolk on her clothes, bringing the plate closer only to meet his eyes. 

Her cheek bulged with the food, but she offered him a small smile, “What?” she asks with her mouth full, covering it up with a hand, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You are out of this world,Bea. God look at you.” there was a halo of light that shone around her hair, the dark brown had hints of red and bronze when the light hit the strands, making her appear even more precious than she already was, “You are…the most angelical thing I’ve ever seen.”

Beatrice’s cheeks were red, not only because of the sunlight, and she smiles shyly at him, “Roos.” she whispers, playfully swatting his leg, “D-Don’t start with this…so early.”

“I can’t help it.” he smiles, bringing Nikki close to his chest when her little hand neared her mother’s plate out of curiosity, “You can’t have those yet, Nikki- also, really, you are. I can’t stop looking at you.” his eyes glinted, “You are fucking incredible, you know that?”

“Roos…”

“What?” he chuckles, “Am I lying?”

Beatrice huffs softly, sipping her latte with a pleased hum, “No,” she says after placing the mug down, “But you always make me blush with your smooth words. It’s not fair.” deep inside it was. It really was, she couldn’t get enough of it, “But thank you.”

“You are welcome.” he smiles, leaning back against the headboard with his hands holding Nikki upright, “How are you feeling? No worrying today?”

Beatrice chews her toast for a few seconds, then once she swallows she sends him a look, “I’m okay…I think the shock finally passed, you know?I still want to talk to Evelyn, but it’s still pretty early to call her. She needs to rest.” she sighs happily, “Plus, today we are going to decorate the rest of the house and then get ready for Penny’s party this weekend!” so yeah, she was feeling a lot better, “You know…I have a good feeling about this Saturday.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,I don’t know, it feels…” she waves her hand, trying to find words, ‘It feels like it’ll be an amazing night. Maybe it’ll end up with- oh! Ohhh!! I know!” she smiles, clapping her hands, “What if, after we finish everything, we go out?” Rooster arches his brow at her, “You remember when we started dating and we went to that club? I heard there’s going to be a Halloween party close by! We could go! Nikki is going to stay with my parents anyway.”

Oh how could he forget that club? He didn’t want to voice it, especially because he had Nikki in his grasp, but he gave his wife a very slow look that traveled from her head to her legs, “I wouldn’t mind it.” she smiles back at him, blushing brightly and taking a sip of her morning coffee instead of replying.

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[pansear-doodles]

Heard about a comic where Hunter tells her kid what to do when they have a seizure. It sounds cool, currently trying to find it.

Theres another ask in my inbox after this stating that youve found it. Always use my tags in my blog :) (though i havent had the comic uploaded in the other sites yet)

If you want to, i can longingly ramble about my thought process on making that comic. I know its short, simple, sweet and lighthearted, but for many things ive created for rain world, there is a meaning and story (as everything ive built around the fandom has always been self indulgence and vent art)

When i made that comic, i was sleepy as hell, promised myself to go to bed so i can work on my mass attack (surprise, i still havent done that today due to all-day school, tiredness and a 6 hour video slandering toy story 4 distracting me LOL), but ive randomly thought of the comic after making some cute sleepy doodles (that of which i wont reveal because many of these doodles are for self indulgent purposes(i promise you its all sfw for those skeptical because i just dont not want to flood my blog with similar drawings of hunter and artihunter kisses lol- im doing that all for myself at least!))

A simple doodle of hunter being a parent laying on the couch (because i was sleepy and wanted to project that comforting cushiony feeling onto this to encourage myself to sleep) but then it suddenly sparked to me that ive always wanted to explore a bit more on hunter's role as a parent now that its been long established that they are arti's spouse and chose this lifestyle.

To talk about a bit of my own personal experiences, I'm familiar with living around relatives who require medical attention and support, so I kind of wanted to put that feeling to arti's kids facing the reality that their new parent has some things that pushes them back at times health-wise. My dad is diabetic (and old- hes like in his midish 60s while im 21) and hes been having his struggles. He could not do some basic things like putting his socks on and putting on his shoes without the help from someone and generally has difficulty crouching and standing up. He has to take his meds often. It is hard to see him grow depressed and grumpier over the years, but being apart from him for college makes him realize that he misses and loves me.

My grandmother is old and i think she has alzheimers (my mom is not clear on this to me since i dont generally talk about these types of serious concerning subjects to her about her own mother). Sometimes she falls without almost no warning and has to be around someone to care for her in case that happens, and yet I recognize that despite these things, she is quite sassy and pretty insistent on doing some things herself (despite my mother recognizing the risks and yelling to her about them out of care).

My own mother, while our relationship is not perfect and while i recognize that most of her parenting stuff to me have negatively affected me for the long run, i understand that she is not a flawless human being and most of what she does to me and to my dad and grandma and to anyone shes close with- she does that out of care. She nags at my dad for shutting down business opportunities because of his anger issues. Nags to my grandma who does ignorant actions. Nags to me for- well- i have to admit that I can be lazy. But i can understand all the stress that shes going through- that she has to actively take care of so many people in her life (and i have not even mentioned my brother, who is a whole can of worms that of which im not going to detail, is included) and i sort of wanted to project some part of that stressful experience onto arti and her dynamic with the other characters.

There is some form of resolution to my mother's case though- is that she has a lot of friends who help and support her. Who light her life even when shes busy all the time and goes scampering back and forth. It eases one to know that my arti does have friends, and gourmand has been most supportive of him aside from his own wifeusband. (Which leads to that panel where gourmand is shown also helping hunter and that hunter themselves encourage their child to also ask help from others and not just from their other parent(though i am probably reading a bit too much on this projection since its also just common sense to ask any grown up for help in general haha))

But back on hunter themselves and the relations they have built on their children- you guys know I love Bluey, but not only does the show introduce to me so many lighthearted concepts and coping mechanisms, but it also portrays the relations between parent and child in a way that i find quite realistic and mature. And these kinds of portrayals teach me how to write this dynamic. Hunter is like a Bandit, but I would like to work around the fact that this is Hunter's first time as a full-on parent on a committed relationship, while also having to deal with their terminal illness.

I do not think Hunter would be *the* perfect parent, but I think they would actively try to be a good one at least, and they would understand that their kids are smart and can learn how to fend for themselves from passing on what they know (ESPECIALLY considering the setting... This is still Rain World after all despite its more forgiving nature). Its something i would have wanted as a kid growing up actually- my parents actively teaching me to prepare my future circumstances instead of leaving me to figure out most things on my own or parade me with rewards and decadence expecting good outputs from me to pay it off.

But if there is one thing that they have taught me as a child that suggested that hint that I am smart if they give me the knowledge and reasoning of: are those days when they have to work, leaving only me and my brother at the house alone. They would tell me to never open the door to strangers and I would follow that no matter what.

I think, at some point, hunter and arti would teach their kids something like that. Its a slope see. Theres this short comic ive read long ago i dont remember the name of but whose plot i remember vividly: parents in a level of a video game teaching their child how to jump progressively higher and farther until the child is able to jump high and far enough to reach the other side of a giant pit thats situated so closely to their home. Thats the type of thing id like to portray. Small steps to progressively larger ones. Being taught growing up.

Many of these thoughts seem random, and theres still so much to go on i could talk about, but it all boils down to my tism and connecting some of my personal experiences onto these characters, and experiences i wish I had growing up. I do not have disabilities (or at least i think so), but i have experiences around people with disabilities and I can understand how witnessing these kinds of events involving them can be a harrowing and worrisome experience, especially when its from someone you care about.

In all honesty, i was delighted to know that there exists a disability pride month when I logged onto tumblr one day and saw my first post talking about it. Yes! I did not know it existed before. And now i have and i am glad. Theres been lots of people educating me, outside of the fandom and over the years. I dont remember what and how i was before. My back memory trauma with someone in the past has fucked me over, but its better late than never yunno

Sorry for the long ramble and sorry for being quite dramatic. I hope my words are of some interest and in good faith to you.

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[raleighcarreras]

it's all so incredibly loud

Part 6: there's a flood coming to sweep us away

Pairing: wanda maximoff x black!fem!reader

Rating: M (sexual content, language)

Warnings: sex, not very descriptive but still evident, vaginal fingering (r receiving), pietro is the best wing man ever, he's going to make sure his sister gets laid or die trying

Wrd Cnt: 1.9k?

Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Notes: one more chapter (unless i decide on an epilogue) to go! The song is teenage dream but specifically the glee version (stop looking at me like that) 18+ only im so serious

"I'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight."

You had gotten maybe an hour of sleep all night. First, the fiasco with the boys, and then with Wanda less than a foot away from you, relaxation was hard to come by.

You told her you needed her with you to calm down, and in all honesty, you thought you were telling the truth. But the opposite had occured. As soon as you heard her soft breathy snorts of air, you were riddled with energy.

Sleep didn't find you until the 10 O'clock hour in the morning. After Pietro came into the room with Alexis hanging off of his hip, chewing on his shirt. He told you he'd take the boys out to a 24 hour arcade he saw during his 6 am run. Promising to feed them, give them a stern Uncle Talk (TM), and thus giving you space to rest for as long as he could keep their attention.

You whispered a small, grateful 'Thank you' and Wanda grunted out something unintelligible. Otherwise, she had been dead to the world all night and well into the morning.

Wanda slept like she hadn't slept in months. And you did too, for an hour.

At 11: 06, you awoke to an arm tightening around your waist. Wanda also awoke to an arm tightening around your waist.

She tried to peel away from you, "Shit, Y/N. I'm sorry. Force of habit I guess."

You stopped her with a grip onto her wrist that presented itself more forceful than you intended, "No don't. Please."

Wanda replaced her arm, "Ok. I'm not going anywhere."

You had no business feeling this vulnerable. No business feeling like your ex-wife was the only thing anchoring you to the ground so you wouldn't float away into the stratosphere.

And yet...

That's exactly how you felt.

You felt like you needed to roll over and bury your face into Wanda's neck or else you would lose your mind. So, you did. And Wanda let you because she understood. She just got you.

You reveled in it.

If Wanda hadn't started speaking you would have gotten your second hour of sleep.

"Are you okay?"

And of all the things she could have asked, she chose something hard. You would have been better off with a calculus word problem.

You shrugged, "No. Yes. I don't know. I just feel, y'know?"

"Yes. I do. I just feel all the time."

"How do you deal with it?"

You could feel Wanda's eyelashes flutter on the side of your forehead, "Well, lately? By talking about it. Normally, figuring out why I feel like that helps a lot."

Could you tell Wanda why you felt the way you felt? Could you tell her how your stubbornness was leading to your children thinking they were a burden? Could you tell her that in some ass backwards turn of events it was you who dreaded when she had to leave, and prayed for her return?

Could you tell her that Pietro took the boys out to the arcade so they didn't get the wrong idea seeing the two of you in the same bed, and now it seemed he should have taken you too because you were getting the wrong idea seeing the two of you in the same bed?

"I feel-I feel like I should have gone to therapy too."

Wanda laughed at that, "Don't go to Dr. Raynor. She just looks at you until you realize what you just said was stupid."

But you don't laugh, "I feel like I missed you. I feel like I missed this... being with you. I feel like I shouldn't feel those things. But I also feel like it doesn't matter if I shouldn't because I already do."

Wanda shrugged you away from her side so she could look at you better. The two of you mirroring each other on your sides.

"Can I tell you something?"

You nodded with a look of concern, "You can tell me anything." And you've meant that for years. You've never stopped.

"When I went off the deep end and Strange helped me come back to myself, and I said I'd never use my powers again unless it was the last resort...that flipped something in me. I had just lost my family and then I couldn't use the tools I was gifted to protect them if it ever happened again..."

Tears crawled slowly out of the corners of Wanda's eyes but she didn't bother swiping them away and neither did you.

"...that ruined me. Last night was the first time I've slept throughout the night in a very long time."

You grabbed at Wanda's face, your thumbs sliding over her cheekbones and smearing tear tracks in their wake, "Wanda, why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't want to seem weak. I didn't want you to worry about my problems. Yes, I realize how stupid that sounds now."

"We're a team, you know that, right?"

"I do, I just got a little lost somewhere in there."

"Good."

You assume that the fact that you can't tell who leans in first, probably insinuates that you both do at the same time.

But it ultimately doesn't matter when your lips touch for the first time in months, and as your hand trails down from her face to fist into her T-shirt, you realize just how lost you had been too.

You're still not too keen on telling her how her bottom lip between your own felt like coming home. And that her solid grip on your barely covered waist practically had you purring.

You sure as hell weren't going to tell her the last time you had been touched this way was by Sharon all those weeks ago and it didn't feel even a bit like this at all.

Though, when she repositions you onto your back to kiss at that spot below your ear, and you moan breathily into hers, you have a feeling she somehow knows.

Wanda's hand slithers up to your chest, raising your shirt up as it goes. Eventually, Wanda gets tired of the garment and slips it easily over your head. Her own following suit soon after.

Her hand tweaked at a nipple, smiling at your squeak of a response, "You're beautiful."

Another unoccupied hand trailed over your stomach before stopping at the hem of your shorts and underwear.

You've got the sudden urge to scream, maybe even beg, "Wanda...please."

"Are you sure?"

What about any of your body language in that current moment said 'unsure'?

"I'm sure. Touch me."

It's not make-up sex that you're having. At least, not really. Not...yet. It's more of 'thank god you're here with me and not letting me slip into a state of mortal peril' sex. Which is, of course, the next best thing.

When Wanda does finally slip underneath your thin garments, and the pads of her fingers trace delicately over your center, you think you might cry.

Whether it be from relief or some other feeling is the least of your worries at the moment.

In some way, you feel bad for Wanda, there's no way she doesn't feel your nails currently digging into her arm, but judging from the glimpse you get every time you manage to pry your eyes open, she seems pretty pleased with herself despite any pain she may be feeling.

The worst part? She's not even inside of you yet.

You're losing your mind over her fingers circling your clit and slipping, sliding over your lips. And you're drenched. Dripping some might even say.

"You're soaked, Detka..." Is what Wanda ends up whispering over your parted mouth. And you have no choice but to cosign.

You could feel her fingertips teasing at your entrance and your chest heaved. It took everything in you not to buck your hips to speed the process along. Only because you know Wanda. You know she likes to bask in your impatience. In your neediness. You know she likes it when you beg.

And you can't find it in you to do anything but.

"Wands, please fuck me."

She's leaning over you now. She had forgone general confidence and went straight to cocky, for lack of a better word. There's no need to pretend like you don't like it.

"Open your eyes." A simple request, it would seem. But it was easier said than done.

Soon, you manage to open your eyes, unfocused as they are. You stare back at Wanda with a bite to your lip and a strain to your neck.

"Say it again."

The words dribble from your lips like milk down a chin, "Wanda, please fuck me. I need-"

Your expletives cut off in exchange for a sharp inhale of breath.

Her fingers slipped into you easily, your resulting moan is the loudest one yet and just as sinful as your whimpers.

Wanda eyed you through her eyelashes, most of your energy was being used to stare back at her.

Her fingers rutted out, then back in. Pumping into you with enough force for your breath to hitch in rhythm.

You whimpered and panted, urging Wanda to pick up the pace. And she happily obliged.

"You look so gorgeous like this." The praise fluttering throught your ear and wrapped softly around your chest.

The hand that wasn't permanently glued to Wanda's poor bicep, reached for her neck, bringing her down into a deliriously arousing kiss.

She pumped into you, as firmly as your underwear allowed. Your bud caught against her palm. It was almost too much for you.

Your hips rolled against her hand, moans increasing in pitch and volume until Wanda had no choice but to muffle the sound with her lips again.

"God...Wanda!"

The kids may be gone, but you did still have neighbors.

It's not much longer after that you let go into Wanda's hand. Your legs trembling and your mouth falling open in a silent scream.

Wanda brought you down softly. Her hand on your waist to keep you from moving.

"But-"

"I'm good. Get some rest. I know you didn't sleep. I thought you would pass out somewhere in the middle of that, if I'm being honest."

You pouted and playfully swatted at her shoulder, "You snore and I got unused to it."

"That's not why you didn't sleep."

You bit the inside of your cheek, "It's not. I find your hog calling cute for some reason."

Wanda ignored the insistence that she snored, "What kept you awake?"

You weren't exactly sure what to say. The simple answer; you had been thinking all night. Too much and too little.

The complicated answer; you missed your fucking wife. And then, she was right there next to you and you didn't know what to feel. You didn't know if you wanted her back permanently or just needed the temporary comfort.

There was still a big question about this entire situation that you had yet to receive an answer to, and maybe then you could begin to figure things out.

"It's my turn to tell you something." You breathed out softly.

"Tell me everything."

You swallowed around the metaphorical lump obstructing your throat, "When I found out about...y'know....I couldn't help but think it was my fault, it was something I did to push you away. I thought that, and even though I didn't know what it was, I still tried to fix it, to fix me. And, that wasn't good...I-I just need to know if it was something I did."

"No. No, it was never you. After Strange, I guess I just felt like I wasn't enough. Like I couldn't be enough. And instead of talking to you about that like a normal person, I got so drunk I couldn't see straight and went home with someone who couldnt either. Fuck, I am so sorry I made you feel like that. I promise it was never you. You're perfect."

Your tears soak into the skin of Wanda's neck. Marking her in a way you've never done.

The silence that results is somewhere between comfortable and not, but Wanda breaks it anyway.

"Go on a date with me."

You hum, that time you really were seconds from passing out, "A date?"

"Yes. A date. I think we've changed a lot and should probably reintroduce ourselves to each other."

You nodded slowly, "Okay. You have to find a babysitter though and it can't be Pietro because he needs a babysitter too most days. I have a feeling he let Alexis chew his shirt right off his body today."

"Deal."

Another bout of silence. This time, you're the one who breaks it.

"Fuck, we're going to need so much therapy."

Wanda laughs.

"I'm sorry."

"I know." And you do. You know she is.

Eventually, you do fall asleep, and right before Pietro and the kids get home, Wanda slips out of your room into the livingroom. Making it look like she was there the entire morning.

#wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maxmoff x y/n #wanda maximoff #marvel female reader insert #marvel fanfiction #wlw fiction #jessicas fanfic #its all so incredibly loud

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

(tw implied SA/abuse)

AAAAA, I didn't expect you to reply so soon. The list of detail that could support this are:

-sleeping fully clothed when sick(could be him unwilling to be fully vulnerable)

-people pleasing(small, but you could tie it into it being a fawn coping mechanism)

-wetting the bed till 5th grade(has been shown to be a small sign of past abuse)

-his motive video person being specifically komaru and not including his parents

-his ability to lie when prepared (ch5 when protecting kyoko)

-his willingness to forgive people that wronged him(it's common for child victims to be made to forgive their adult abusers)

-the fact that he never really opens up to people

I know it's a stretch but when we get virtually nothing about Makoto's past we might as well try to find out why. I generally like the idea that Makoto chose to be optimistic, kind, and hopeful despite having every reason to be the opposite. It adds to why he is so willing to offer redemption. (I also unfortunately went through something similar and heavily relate to Makoto so this is also slightly projection)

Hmm while if you want to go that route i'd say you could argue it, I do have my disagreements, this isnt to say it s not possible, but I just think there are better explanations

I always thought myself that it was more he collapsed and was unable to do so then an active choice, but thats more conjecture, you could definitely make it an active choice and I wouldn't call foul on it

I feel like SA is a bit over the top of a reason, like it COULD be a reason, but combining that with Komaru's statement it feels like it'd be more likely to avoid other kinds of punishments, also could just be an inherent personality trait

I've got no complaint with this one, it is very much a sign of sexual abuse, alone I don't think i'd call it enough to be definitive but if someone wanted to run with it i'd be like "yeah makes sense"

The motive video person for everyone was only one single person, Hifumi, Leon, Aoi, and Kirigiri all had non-parental family members chosen (Sister, Cousin, Brother, Grandfather) while some people DID have parents Ishimaru, Hagakure, Chihiro it's definitely not the majority, other people Mondo, Sakura, Byakuya, Sayaka all had people they were not related to (Bodyguard, Boyfriend, Butler, Band Member) if anything the only two people I would take this as proof of a bad relationship for would be Toko and Celeste as they're the only people with non human hostages (A stinkbug and her pet cat)

I wouldn't call this special, especially by the point of chapter 5 Makoto has gained a lot of survival skills, and lying is one of them, plus people just can lie

There's nothing wrong with this one, however it does feel like a bit of a stretch, Makoto has this whole game been going "its not our fault, its monokumas" every time someone has guilt over the vote or anything, this very much just feels like an extension of that, especially with Monokuma very visibly and obviously rushing the trial.

This one's kind of interesting because Makoto does shockingly keep his cards a lot closer to his chest then people give him credit for, but I'd say he's pretty open to at least Kirigiri by the end if not everyone, especially since a killing game requires him to not be completely open to everyone all the time

This is good evidence to at the very least the Naegi's having some questionable punishment methods, but at the same time Komaru is very open about her school life which has....so many red flags, like seriously its fucking creepy komaru really do be like "yeah my old teacher used to break into my room to watch me sleep but im pretty sure it was his ghost" like GIRL WHAT so it's actually a bit hard to tell if it's the naegi's doing it, or her school life just being fucked up again

Like girl seriously are you okay

tldr; I personally think there are better explanations for most of these points, however it would still be an interesting concept to explore and I can definitely see why someone would believe it, it's not my personal theory but exploring makoto under the lens of an abuse survivor is definitely a fascinating thing to do, and also if you want to further look into and back up this reading I'd check out a lot more of komaru's dialogue because I think you'd find some interesting points to make about it through that lens you could add to you repertoire

#to be very clear i support this reading even if its not my personal reading of the text #and while i wanted to put my own thoughts about each point and why i disagree this does not invalidate the reading in the slightest #anon chaos #trigger happy havoc #ultra despair girls

[xpoisoned-stardustx]

FT.Foxy’s Mind-scape (TSBS Theory)

So, mind-scapes in TSBS are represented as memories, safe places, and often reflects personality.

Take C.B and her personalities as an example;

Circus Baby in a worn-out castle with moss, vines and flowers in the walls. The interior decorated by party tables and balloons. Like a comfort place that she could relax in.

Scrappy in a retro apartment with anime posters, gaming consoles, LED lights and a city view with no other people. Scrappy enjoys retro things and hates people so this is also fitting.

Sugar in a daycare place, which is what you’d expect from a toddler/young kid.

There’s loads of other examples but I’ll leave it there, since I think I got my point across.

But Funtime Foxy? A waiting room. A dull, empty waiting room. The walls are brown, the lights are dim,there’s an office thing ,there’s one of those lines where there’s ribbon thingies (idk what to call it) and you have to take a tab and wait. ‘Wait to access his thoughts’ as FT.Foxy himself put it. Weird, huh? Now you might say “oh his thoughts were just loading they couldn’t get to them yet” and you’d be right, but why is it so bland?

(Edit: there’s also a clock with like ten hands pointing in different directions so you can’t tell the time. It pointing EVERYWHERE. Im gonna say that symbolises his thoughts being everywhere all the time. Not getting a break as his life goes on and all questions asked just get ignored, running out of time to figure out what’s going on. And I know the show doesn’t make the maps, but it’s weird that they chose something like.. that..)

The only thing not in the orange-yellowish colour pattern apart form the shades was a blue glowing cube, and when GR.Chica went close to it, Ft.Foxy started glitching out and telling her to stop, which she does. I had an idea that maybe the ‘waiting room’ was actually a memory, the one he remembers most clearly, and that blue cube activates the memory (it’s far fetched but, hey, it’s an idea).

Now, the real question, what does a waiting room symbolise? Maybe waiting for an answer? A solution? A way to stop thinking about everything? There’s lots of things it could symbolise, really. But I wanna go back on the memory thing.

This whole thing is really far fetched, and if it’s not canon(which is most likely won’t be), I’ll make an AU so just bear with me here.

You usually see waiting rooms in places like hospitals, and FT.Foxy has been in a lot of situations where hospitals are most definitely needed. The orange-yellow colour scale also makes me think of something he knows quite well. Fire. Yk, the whole thing where his brother tried to kill him in his sleep, they ran around the house, knocked over candles, the house caught on fire and FT.Foxy had to drag his brother out the house because his brother, aka Fexy, said that “if I can’t have it id rather die”, referring to the body they once shared.

If that doesn’t scream ‘trauma’ I don’t know what does. Not the type of thing you’d drop after it happened and stop thinking about it, right? No, it’s not. And obviously, if his parents had ANY common sense whatsoever (which I’m starting to doubt at this point) they’d take FT.Foxy and Fexy to a hospital. Fexy would probably be a bit more burnt than FT.Foxy because he probably stood next to the fire for a while until dragged to safety (once again, just an assumption) so he might’ve had to stay in hospital for a-bit longer.

Imagine waiting on that bench. Imagine sitting next to your parents on that bench. Imagine smelling that hospital like smell of sickness and old people. Imagine hearing children talking, people crying, feet tapping on the metallic floor, front desk bells ringing from impatient guests and the noise of that clock ticking over, and over, and over again.

Imagine being left alone with nothing but your thoughts. What would you think? Would you think of what happened? Would you think of what other people thought? Would you think about how close you were to dying? Would you think about your brother? The brother that would’ve died if you ran out and didn’t look back. He didn’t want to be saved. He wanted to stay there. He wanted to throw away everything. And he didn’t want you to look back. But you did, and now you’re waiting for him on a bench next to your parents, smelling sickness and old people, hearing children talking, people crying, feet tapping, bells ringing and the clock. Ticking over, and over, and over again.

Kinda sad, right? Kinda scary? The suspense? Thanks, I worked hard on it. Anyway, my theory is that his mind scape is more of a memory type place than personality inspired. But take this whole thing with a grain of salt and a drop of seawater because, after all, it’s just a theory…

A FLIM THEORY

also probably not canon

#fnaf shows #tsbs #the security breach shows #the security breach show #ffagcs #TFFAGCS #The funtime foxy and Glamrock Chica show #funtime foxy and glamrock chica show #theory #TSBs theory #Theory tsbs #The security breach shows theory

[tecchous-thicc-buttocks]

what do you like doing in your free time?

why is your name clenched buttocks (I wanna know the reason, pls its so funny lol)

what are things you're good at? (own it babe) (and i don't mean 'babe' in a weird way - just gotta clear that lol)

do you have a best friend?

do you write OG stories and/or fanfics?

one thing you hate about yourself

one thing you love about yourself

do you want a pet? if so, what pet and why

(pls at this rate, its sounding like an interview, so sorry 😂 i'm just...i have a lot of time in my hands and i decided to do this for no particular reason)

fave type of music?

what made you like bsd? and did you always like it? (cause for me, i didnt like it too much at first but it grew on me the second time around)

have you read the bsd light novels and what's your fave light novel if yes?

any pet peeves?

what's your 'ideal' partner (do you have a type like Kunikida or are you fine with anything as long as you're having fun)

Would you rather be single and rich or taken and with a normal salary?

are you happy with where you work/study?

what's your dream career?

what's the app you use the most?

would you rather draw or write?

*** (P.S just pick the ones you want to answer) **

i think im going to look like a weirdo asking so much questions but whatever. at least we dont know each other HAHA i hope you have a good day. <3 and also i love your analyses. just keep posting what you like. i find some of your posts funny lol

good day.

(# you asked and i delivered) (# just me looking for an excuse to use this line) (# cause you said you wanted more questions in your other post TT) (# also ik this isn't a real tag but i wanna be ✨creative) (# fan behavior? idk anymore lmao) okay bye mwa <3

KHJDKJKSAJDGKJSFKG I LOVE THIS I LOVE YOU I WILL BEGIN ANSWERING NOW

i have no free time. I either overwork myself or sleep. however, assuming that i've got a sliver of time to do something, I swap from one obsession to the next <3 rn it's going for insanely long bike rides and turn down every road I feel like until I'm lost,, and going to the gym like an absolute maniac bc i want my arms to be the size of a regular adult's legs

my username is what i desire in life. it is was I strive to be worthy of. it is beauty and life itself, it is the culmination of the universe's most wonderous accomplishments all squished into two raging enormous, gargantuan muscular earth shattering sea trembling ass cheeks 😩😩 (BUT in all seriousness I chose this bc I felt like having tecchousthiccthighs wasn't quite as pleasant??? eheheh buttocks is a funny word)

MY TALENT IS SAYING ANYTHING THAT CROSSES MY MIND TO STRANGERS i've been on this spree lately where I just straight up call anyone pretty when I run into them and HOLY MOLY PPL ARE SO CUTE ABT IT this is your sign to compliment someone today ✨✨ but nah baby i'm good at everything it's a curse ngl (U CAN CALL ME WTV HUN IT'S OK KJKDJFKJS UR SO ADORABLE WHAT)

no best friend bc i can't do commitment and bully friends that get too close to me 😍😍 BUT i'm gonna tag @bellyjellyfish for being my one and only and somehow not hating me thru my unironic "uwu" phase <33

I wrote a 700 page story when I was 12 and it remains unfinished bc I kept rambling and there was no plot 🕴️I love writing but abandon a whole lot of works bc I dream up the rest of the plot and go "oh well why write it now i've been there done that" I DO WRITE FANFICS 👁️👁️ I have a wp account where i wrote a bunch of awful stories and it still stands to this day! (no i will not disclose it don't even try me grr)

I hate how sexy I am 😭😭😭😩😩😩🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

I love how sexy I am 😳😳😳😳🥶🥶🥶🥶😜😜😜😜

I WANT A TARANTULA I WANT A TARANTULA I WAS A CHILEAN RED KNEE TARANTULA AND I WANT ONE SO BADLY OMFG I've always liked spiders but the ppl I live with would absolutely kick me out if I got one??? once i live on my own i'm def buying two cages so that whenever I have guests, I just put out the empty cage, hide the real one, and be like "oh no what happened to billy my tarantula, he escaped again :(" just to wreak havoc

(HAHA NO IT'S OK I USUALLY DO THIS TO OTHER PPL SO I APPRECIATE U SM LOL SLIDE INTO MY DMS BBG)

fav type of music is classical bc i'm edgy and not like other girls 🤩🤩🤩 something about la campanella just hit so hard when I was like 10 that I have taken it and ran, but I do listen to rnb a lot, never in just one language tho bc sometimes english sucks my d

I liked bsd as soon as I saw ranpo's silhouette in the first episode, I was like "him. I want him 🏃‍♀️" but it was solidified in my head as soon as I saw natsume bc 1) he's hot AF IT'S NOT FAIR I WANT HIM 2) I had been reading his irl works and fell in love, so I started exploring other bsd authors and it introduced me to gogol (i'm so in love with his writing style it's not ok) soooo yeah :)) I started reading bc someone (you know who you are) liked chuuya and I haven't looked back since, tbh it's one of my favs just bc of the characters and their depth

I've read all the light novels I could get my hands on, and I have to say stormbringer FOR THE ONLY, SOLE REASON THAT I AM IN ABSOLUTE LOVE WITH ADAM

pet peeve hmmmm idk??? i'm chill with everything except pickles I hate those mfs, but if I had to chose smth it would be when someone shoves a ship down my throat (it's me i'm bitches go stan satosugu rn)

no ideal partner! I'm aro fyi, but also I feel like I'd be chill with just abt anything?? if u match my energy, we can be partners in chaos and i'll feel understood, and if you don't, I get to learn abt a different kind of lifestyle and get to have someone sane to hold me down (or to corrupt), so either way it's a win. I find culture to be incredibly attractive, speak a language I don't or tell me about a tradition of yours with a wholesome smile and I'd move mountains for you 💖💖 teach me abt something that you're emotionally invested in and an expert, and I'm literally yours <3

haha i don't ever wanna be in a relationship so i'll take being rich,, but honestly it ain't about the money, i'd want to have a normal salary and be taken, but it just ain't my vibe ?? dunno how to explain erm-

dream career is racecar driver YOU TRAVEL ACROSS THE WORLD TO ICONIC DESTINATIONS YOU GET PAID INSANE MONEY AND YOU GO VROOM VROOM VERY FAST WHILE CONSTANTLY ALMOST DYING WHAT ELSE DO I NEED IN LIFE????

app i use most is my local library app bc i'm constantly trying to renew my books that are incredibly close to being overdue 🫡 but nahh i don't use my phone that often it still irks me i'm actually a 60 year old gilf who hates technology and complains abt kids these days

I CAN'T DRAW BUT I ALSO CAN'T WRITE YOU'VE GOT ME AT A DEADLOCK BRO??? if it's which I would rather be GOOD at, i'd say drawing bc imagine thinking abt something and just printing it out on paper??? yall fr got some magical talent omg

WHAT IF WE DO KNOW EACH OTHER THO??? WHAT IF WE'RE ACTUALLY NEIGHBORS??? CHILDHOOD FRIENDS??? YOU NEVER KNOW AND YOU PROBABLY NEVER WILL MUAHAHAHAHA i'm gonna stop now but ty for all your questions and have a wonderful day, darling <33

#tags are where i live i love that u made ur own #are u erm single #me u marriage rn #FAN BEHAVIOUR??? OMG WHY ARE U MY FAN I HAVE A FAN??? #this made me giggle a lil bit bc i love talking abt myself but also hate it #fr tho i have met a whole lot of ppl on the internet just by sending them random ass questions and they just answered them like it was chil #fr nikolai kinnie moment #HOWEVER THIS WAS DEFINITELY UNEXPECTED??? #i also got ur other ask i won't post it bc you said to ignore but ur so cute ily #WHY DO U STAY ANON GRR I WANT TO SEND U MY FEET PICS LOVINGLY #anywho #answering asks

[furiousofpanda]

Another unnamed concept for an oc time except for its a basis for a creepypasta that I'm never going to make cause I don't have the time or effort to try and make it real

So I used to go hiking a lot, and even now I fucking love just running around in the woods UH BUT ANYWAYS thus is very inspired from a mountain I climbed with my family called Tiger Mountain. Despite its name its no actually that difficult and is a very beginner friendly trail last I remember. I don't remember If camping or hiking during the night was allowed but for my story I'm assuming they arent.

The concept is that there are masked figures in the woods near dusk. They scare visitors from staying overnight in the woods but also save lost individuals just so nobody ends up sleeping in the woods on tiger mountain.

They say if you sleep overnight there you are giving your soul to the mountain, and you will become one with it over time. This basis is important to understand the several characters I have in mind. All it takes in this scenario is someone to go unconscious and their soul belongs to tiger mountain. You'll know it's taken because a mask will appear. The masks are animal masks of animals that can survive in the forest but also metaphorically represent the individuals strengths and weaknesses. Over time (after 10-20 years) the person, even if they reside in the forest or have moved far away, will turn into that creature. The more damaged the mask is the less time you have, and trying to throw away the mask? It'll just re-appear in your line of sight the moment you take eyes off of it unless it's on you/your holding it.

Now to the actual characters. All of them are victims, none of them chose this but do what they can to make sure nobody ever sleeps in the forest.

I'll refer to each character by their mask as none of them I've come up with names yet.

Rabbit - Quick on feet, impatient, not very talkative, can fight but rathers to flee, tripped and got knocked unconscious by a rock, woke up head bleeding and a mask next to them. Trans FTM, learns about the curse and become friends with Turtle, witnesses turtle turn into a turtle, freaks out, tries to figure out how to reverse the curse but ends up being unsuccessful and runs out of time. He moved into a home nearby tiger mountain before becoming part of the mess to escape a transphobic environment. 26

Fatima (i think i spelt her name wrong but this is Turtle) - thinks before speaking, calm and collected, accepted her fate and has made a secret garden not only for the masked members who live in the woods bit also so that once she turns she has food for a long while. Got ditched by her abusive family in the mountain (they left her behind and never went to find her ever). 19

Ferret - a bit of a Comedian, fast on foot but clumsy, impulsive, ran away from home and doesn't want to return (abusive family), actually willing to kill people if it comes to getting them out of the forrest, needs therapy (he's not okay), 17

Mouse - Mother abandoned them in the forest because she wasn't ready to be a mother/ plus some dark shit im not going to drop on yall yet /. Mouse is curious and doesn't understand right from wrong, still learning who they are, 3 years old.

Woodpecker - crafty, always making things, good at math. worked low end jobs and has a passion for construction, fell asleep on accident while on break while making direction signs that he was hired to put up on the trail. Kinda just doesn't mind living in the forest because he doesn't have to pay taxes and gets to build houses and random things. 42

Coyote - loud, actual asshole, probably storywise turns first. He is pushy, likes to steal or cause harm on purpose, throws away his Mask or damages it every chance he can because "its stupid", gets into fights with others oftenly, everyone hate him but he has nowhere to go. Literally no remorse and triggers/sets off everyone's family issues whenever he exists in the same room as anyone else. 16

There's more but it's 2:30 am my ass needs sleep, I'll write more if I remember to

#creepypasta #oc posting #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta oc

[linawritestwst]

hello!! can i request a twst matchup pls?? ty!! my pronouns are they/them and im intp-t and my zodiac sign is virgo.

my pronouns are they/them and im intp-t and my zodiac sign is virgo. 

my personality: im really shy and kind of awkward when socializing others bcos im not really good interacting with them so i just stay in the sideline where i observe people and their behavior and thats the reason why people depict me as intimidating and hard to approach and also bcos of my stoic expression too but when im with my close friends, im really bubbly and more comfortable with them. im really quite moody sometimes and i also tend to overthink things. i always listen to my friends whenever they're having a problem and just be there for them sometimes pitching in some advice now and then. im also the type of person to run away from their problems and tend to push people away bcos i dont want to burden them, i also laugh at small things, im also the type of person to read a body language very well bcos of my observant nature. i also get insecure with my appearance too 

my hobbies/likes includes writing stories and reading books, poetry composition, learning about stars and outer space, watching horror videos on yt especially analog horror, staying up all night writing down my ideas about my next stories, sleeping, i also have a fascination to ocean and i tend to stare at it, dark academia, i also like abandoned places especially if its haunted, i also love matcha green tea, i also like dark clothes, i like simple baggy sweaters and jeans, i really love a meadow full of lavenders 

my dislikes are loud people including loud places too, vegetables (depends on my mood), worms, hot weather, arrogant people 

what i look for in a partner: someone loyal and kind, will be there for me through thick and thin, someone who i can trust since i have trust issues

i would prefer not to date someone who is a cheater, playboys bcos i really despise those kind of people, secretive, someone who doesnt appreciate me, abusive, toxic in general.

i also prefer not to be match with the first years bcos i only view them in a platonic way but second and third years are okay!! ty!! 🍂💫

YAY I'M A VIRGO AND INTP-T TOO LET'S GO!! and i hope you like your matchup!

the character that i think would be a good partner for you is..

malleus draconia!

i'll explain why i chose him:

you don't have to worry about being "too shy" or anything like that when you're with malleus. you don't have to talk a lot or act in a more extroverted way if you're uncomfortable, but if you're in the mood for that, malleus would love to hear your thoughts and talk more. and oh, people think you're intimidating too? he sure can relate to that. and please, don't think of yourself as a burden to him. don't push him away, you have no idea how happy you actually make him.

malleus would find your observant nature quite interesting as well and he would think that it's amazing how you're capable of noticing the small details that no one else would think about. he finds your interests and hobbies fascinating, you sound like one of the smartest people he's ever met. and hello?? you love abandoned places too?? that's it, most of your dates are going to be you two visiting places like that now. haha, don't worry though, malleus is probably definitely gonna try to come up with something else. also he can be your dark academia bf

malleus would be a very loyal partner, he doesn't want you to feel as lonely and left behind as he feels sometimes. he's still learning how relationships work, so he may ask lilia for advice and he may make mistakes sometimes, for example, he may be a bit clingy since you're so precious to him, but he's willing to grow as a person and learn how to be a better partner for you.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland matchups #twst matchup

[attourney-at-lycan]

TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR OCS. NOW. GO!!

I GOT LIKE TWO OTHER ASKS ABT PRESONALITY AND BACKGROUND SO I MIGHT AS WELL JUST ANSWER THEM HERE

genesis was born into a basically a military family that prides themselves in being the best at providing o’khasis w/ strong knights/guards/bodyguards- some of the ppl of their family serve directly under Lord Garte himself- so she was raised in a way that taught her how to fight and serve those above her. she was taught from the moment she could wield a sword how to be the best weapon for anyone, a sword unable to have their own opinions, beliefs- she passed at the top of her class in knight academy and when zane cane around to build the jury, he chose genesis to be one. she’s pretty much what you can expect from someone who was raised in this way, she doesn’t seem to show any emotion or sympathy, she can be cruel and has convergent thinking, she’s not… cold or mean? but sort of monotonous? in a way? she has zero social skills so she does not do well alone in a public setting. she’s extremely obedient to authority figures and uhhhh thats all i can come up w/ for her? she has a bit of a strange relationship with jeffory? by that i mean, jeffory tries to stop genesis whenever she does something cruel when zane’s not around. he has to spend a while to convince her to out her fists down and just jgnore it bc zane’s not gna care. he sorta feels bad for her since she never really got that freedom at all? kinda like an animal born in captivity who even if you give them a way out, they probably wont take it bc their little area is all that they know. if that makes any sense, its so weird to compare my ocs to animals but thats sorta the best way i can explain it.

CONNIE- ohhhh connie connie he’s great. originally i had planned to make him some sort of deranged scientist/inventor who was stuck in the dimension of a different god for years and while thats not completely off what i want to do, i’m kinda not set on that now. but anyway, connie is basically con man extraordinaire but also a coward at times- he’s an alchemist, also doctor also surgeon also herbologist also scientist also researcher also archeologist also historian also he used to work in a circus for half a year if that can add anything to his resume- when he’s not getting himself killed trying to discover the secrets of the dead gods, he’s creating medicine to help those who cannot pay for a healer or expensive healing potions, or he’s out stealing shit from zane or he’s doing some other shit. anything other than getting a good night’s sleep. i do plan on- it’s a bit of a funny little “spin off idea” where its aaron and connie traveling together before the events of mcd, where connie hires aaron to accompany him on a small bodyguard job turned years long adventures with aaron keeping connie from joining the souls in the nether. he’s sm fun ik telling u-

ares i dont really have much tbh? in my rewrite meteli’s a port city that has a lot of run-ins with pirates and so ares was picked up by pirates and dropped off @ meteli where he basically grew up there before something happened that caused him to die? maybe he and some other riff raffs were too close to the nether portal and boom shit happened now ares is a shadow knight- ALSO i forgot to mention he is half elf, my only non human oc (FOR NOW- i tend to go apeshit w/ ocs) his personality tbh is kinda 🧍i dont know actually- the closest i can get is like a chill dude that likes to do the least work possible but if forced to he will be pretty cruel? im not sure on him yet but he’s fun..

also here are picrews (bc i cant draw for shit im so sorry) of them w/ the order being the same as how i mentioned them

#sobbign crying intried #i get so embarassed showing off picrews bc my mind immediately thinks everyone will think its cringe #but ik @ the end of the day it doesn’t matter bc my ocs are just self indulgence anyway #aphmau #minecraft diaries #dei oc

[osakiharu]

GRACE ILL SEND THIS IN 😭 you can choose if it's tenjiku or bonten era; ran x fem reader that are fighting over petty things then they start hitting each other [SOULMATES LOL] then she accidentally pushed him too hard that he had a nose bleed now he just slowly gets up and walks and she’s just running for dear life LIKE THIS SCENE [if its tenjiku she hides at izanas back if its bonten sanzu? you can decide!]

OKAY IM HERE !! thankyou for being so patient college is literally sucking out all my motivation to write stuff and i’ve been studying for exams <3 giving you a kiss rn <3

okay so - as i said, crack fics are definitely not my strong point when it comes to writing so apologies if this isn’t great lmao but yeah i tried hehe

- i chose bonten ran for this hehe

- i feel like you both were being petty asf. like the argument/fight was so unnecessary but y’all were in a bad mood so you didn’t stop and go like “this is literally so stupid what are we doing???”

-and you both were kinda joking at the same time so you didn’t intent to hurt him..

- like maybe you went to visit him at work because he’s been coming home late a lot and you miss him :(

- and you’re in a bad mood because you’ve had enough of being without him and you just wanna spend some time with him even if you’re surrounded by a bunch of criminals and scary people

- but ran just got back from a mission with sanzu. that man has had enough because they kinda fucked it up and got their shit rocked when they thought they were finished…

- his ass got beaten up and he’s been working overtime. not happy.

- so even though he’s happy to see you (of course) he was kinda hoping to just nap on the couch in his office for an hour until mikey comes in to talk to him about how it went

-“you had better not be falling asleep on that couch when you have a perfectly good bed at home!”

-“yeah, but you take up too much space, now stop nagging me.” he was joking but he was too tired to make it obvious so you thought he was serious..

-gave him a smack upside his head <3

-so he smacked your arm but one of his rings hit you a little hard and you didn’t take it lightly..

-you in a bad mood + ran being an ass.. not a good combo

-ran would never purposely try to hurt you ever. he just doesn’t know his own strength sometimes and his rings are chunky :(

-y’all get into a little slapping fight hitting each other’s arms and chests and stuff

-you’re surprising him with your strength ngl

-you go to give him a joking slap across the cheek but he leans backwards and you lose your balance…

-guess who accidentally punches ran in the nose <3

-“y/n, what the fuck!”

-girl run this man is not happy..

-you literally go and run out of his office and

-ran walking towards you with a nosebleed is not something you wanna see very often that shits scary..

-your lord and saviour sanzu heard ran shout so he decides to come and check on you both

-as soon as you see him near ran’s office, you run behind him and peek your head out from behind his back like 👁👁

-“what the fuck happened to you?” sanzu’s so confused 💀

-“it was ran’s fault, he started it!”

-ran tries so hard to argue back but sanzu isn’t having it

-“you’re gonna sit here and blame your girl for giving you a nosebleed when you were being an ass? i’ll give you a second one.”

-you can tell he’s joking from his tone but you and sanzu are like a little team against ran so you both stand there giggling at him

-he hates you both so much

-ran makes it up to you by coming home and sleeping in late with you though !!

#you received a message ✶ #again thankyou sososo much for being patient MUAH <333 #you’re gonna have to deal with my shitty crack fic writing skills so my apologies

[hanafubukki]

Convert Anon💜 here!!

Ooo naming them is always hard but maybe think about what the fathers would name their children after and maybe try and search up names with certain meanings and i would love to hear about them all!!

Gimme the adorable children pls, i love them

:0 thank you!! Blue eyes and a lot of freckles here and maybe one day you can guess my hair color👀

And all of them willing to babysit while me and Leona have a small date night and cuddle is just *chefs kisses your beautiful ideas*

Yes, kick Crowley’s ass!! Beat him!! Make him suffer for how we suffered!! Jkjk Crowley has no grandpa rights and those rights only belong to Divus and maybe Ashton and Trien is also grandpa

And Jack running around with a lil liom cub strapped to his chest is for sure a sight to see and 10/10 is greatest one to watch in an emergency

Ace and Deuce being the best bois and helping with pregnancy is just 🥺😭💜 my bois are gaining braincells and im so happy!! And i would tell them i’m not glass but i would appreciate some apples and water and them beating up anyone who dares make us cry is also so them and just watch the chaos unfold as Epel joins in and Jack is the only sensible one and removes us from the situation and helps us calm down

Also Leona if he found out would also probably want to beat rheir ass for making his wife cry

And yes he better back off or i will bite him and make him not sleep on the bed or sleep alone with Grim in ramshackle

No cuddles for him and i will be angry at him if he tries to prevent me from seeing my friends and that does include Malleus Leona

And just imagine when the baby’s born, 10/10 will invite Malleus and Lilia to hold the baby and let them bless the child like how the fairies did in the movie cause i ain’t risking a curse

Also when the baby first holds Leona’s finger i feel like his heart would just swell with pride and joy and of course he is the first one to hold the baby and name him and second would be me and Leona tries to join us in bed and sleep with us and the newborn som but sadly we do not fit

I think the hard about the most is that I cant chose which one I like? or that I want it to be a good one and that I don't know if it fits and then I become for indecisive and then they become nameless lolol

I once had a time travel story where malleus' children travel back in time and gives him a birthday party. it was cute and kind of angsty and my readers probably are getting tired of all the time travel stories so I delayed writing it.

hair color 🤔 maybe blonde? or black hair? unless you colored your hair? I like the color blue or green 👀🥰

Watch Crowley weep as the other staff babysits the adorable baby and he can only watch.

epel would be hilarious because he's a mix of feral and loving care. I can expect Sebek also being the same. it would be cute.

malleus and Lilia would be so happy to bless the chid and honored to bless them.

the tender look in Leonas eyes would be so heart warming

#anons asks #answered #💜convert anon #kids au #leona kingscholar

[icarusgf]

hi tony sorry for coming into your inbox like this but. im entering high school next year and im about to lose my mind 😭 i just have no idea what i should be doing right now or how i should be doing it. like college apps and whatnot or relatively far off but when the time comes i don't even know what to consider or how to look for anything. and really that's the only example that comes to mind because i feel like im doing nothing other than being online all day but i just don't know what i SHOULD do. and i came to you as you seem very well rounded and like you know exactly what're you doing and im just. not. ugh im really sorry about this but i just feel so lost and i really don't know what to do

hiii no worries at all!! here r some general tips but u can also check out my school tag or ask anything else <3 this got rly long so below the cut lol

don't be afraid to explore and just sign up for a lot of stuff. like genuinely if u have a club fair to explore activities at school just put urself down on the email list for anything that looks remotely interesting to u and try to go to at least one meeting. ur not committing to anything and can drop it anytime but it's nice to have a lot of options to just test the waters to see what u might like doing most.

u might feel like ur peers are way ahead of u but especially in ur first two years of hs, it is definitely not too late to start something new. i applied to and did this science summer program before junior year because it looked cool having 0 knowledge in the field i was placed in and it ended up being one of the biggest things i dedicated myself to during hs. i played a completely new sport in sophomore year bc of scheduling conflicts and it was the most fun i ever had being athletic. this guy i know started speech&debate his junior year and ended up a national champion by the time he graduated hs. sometimes people with natural talent will just always have an advantage but especially in hs i've found that most activities are accessible enough so that u can get good at them simply if u enjoy them and invest ur amount of time into them.

don't feel bad for not knowing what u want to do in the future! i didn't have any clue what i wanted to do in the future until i started actually writing my college app essays. and even since then what i want to do now has shifted so much since what i thought i was going to do then. i kind of just looked at what i'd done throughout hs, thought about what classes i enjoyed, and chose a major that aligned with that. ik people say "follow ur passion" but idt i even know what i'm passionate about now 💀 just look at ur options and choose which ones u like and everything will follow

kind of counterintuitive to the first point (but not really) but quality > quantity. what i mean is that after u explore ur options and figure out what activities u really enjoy, focus on those and really dedicate urself to them. it's much more enjoyable to really find what fulfills u and do that to the max rather than simply dabbling in a bunch of clubs that u might not really actually like. (also when it comes to writing college essays it's a lot easier to build a narrative abt an activity if u like.. actually put work into it and enjoyed it).

grades are important but also... don't kill urself over them. study for ur tests but please please please do not beat urself up over a bad grade bc i promise u it will not be the one factor that kills ur chances for anything. i was MISERABLE in physics i think i got a 60 on my first lab report had a solid 70 average in my quiz category and i put myself thru so much grief for that class for like. absolutely nothing. and i am still headed to mit to study random science-y shit so like.. as someone who used to run herself ragged over studying for tests it is important.. but not worth that.

sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep. ik the general advised "8 hrs" is really not feasible for most people but like. i try to get in bed and asleep between 11-12 everyday and it does WONDERS. obv it may not be possible but genuinely esp as u get older i would say get ur sleep, submit ur assignment late if u have to.

i have friends who would go to the library every day during lunch instead of. actually eating bc they had so much work and like. not to say don't do ur work but as someone whose last day of hs is tomorrow i'm telling u u do not want to miss the little things like eating lunch with ur friends or hanging out. ik these tips were mostly academic and like.. high school is school but i strongly advise u to push urself to go to at least one school game or school dance or just. spend some time with ur friends bc it really does end before u know it :,)

#answered #anonymous #school #sorry this is. so long it simply came at a very nostalgic time to think abt giving freshmen advice as an almost graduated senior T_T