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chaldeanu · 1 month

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heartscara · 1 year

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૮ﾞ۪ᓀׁ｡ᓂּׅ๑ა໋ ‌ིᨴּ ˒˒۪ 𝐵𝒾𝒷𝒾 ୨୧ 6teen 𓈒 ゜⟡ he ﾉ angel 𓏲๋ ⊹ ֢ sfw + nsfw bttm m!reader blog ྄🎀ུ ⠀ blades strawberry lipped angel ‘nd kaveh’s heartstruck dollie ! .⠀⁺⠀⁎

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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The American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 broadcast recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by active climate leaders. Watch to find out which finalist received the $50,000 grand prize! Hosted by Vanessa Hauc and featuring Bill McKibben and Katharine Hayhoe!

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nitenyx · 1 year

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𝐍𝐘𝐗. ✧˖*°࿐ 8teen. she / her

blog contains nsfw & dark content. minors & ageless blogs dni. 18+ only. multifandom & may contain spoilers !

• ₊˚ ☾⋆⁺ i. 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒. ii. 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒. iii. 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒.

#. ₊˚ ☾⋆⁺ — nyx navi #( ´∀｀)ノ～ ☾ like this post for a welcome blanket and cocoa

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lovebugism · 7 months

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If you’re taking requests could I ask for one from the fall prompts with Steve and punchy?

“When she wears YOUR flannel shirt”

ty for requesting! steve x punchy nation rise! — you spend an autumn morning with steve which results in misplaced jealousy and spilled coffee (established relationship, fluff, v v brief miscommunication, 1k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Steve, still wearing last night’s pajamas, stands barefoot on the patio and basks in the early morning orange.

Fall seemed to arrive in Hawkins overnight. It’s cooler than usual outside, and everything is weirdly more yellow. Every tree has seemingly shed its leaves, too, and somehow ended up right in his pool. He uses the net to fish the dying things from the rippling blue.

You watch him from the doorway. His golden arms tense with every scoop, and his sleep shirt is so tight you can see the muscles in his back flexing, too. Your bare legs are cold and prickly with it, but the sight of him makes you feel all warm — like the mug of hot coffee burning your palm.

“You have to stop being so productive so early in the morning,” you chastise, voice still heavy with sleep. “It’s getting weird.”

“It’s gotta get done, babe,” Steve retorts with a soft laugh, his back still facing you.

You take it as an opportunity to press yourself against him. You wrap your free hand around his waist and spread your palm along the faint pudge of his covered tummy. Your cheek melts between his shoulder blades as you mumble, “Not while normal people are still sleeping. Think about it— we could be spooning right now and not freezing our asses off—”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Steve interjects with a boyish vibrato. Still gripping the metal handle of the pool skimmer, he turns around to face you. His honey eyes are wide as they dart up and down your form. “No way you’re wearing Eddie’s shirt right now.”

Your brows pinch together just like his bushy ones. You look down at yourself, at the deep green and navy blue flannel swallowing you whole, then back at him. “No?” you answer, though it comes out as more of a question. “This is your shirt.”

Steve shakes his head, puts a hand on his hip, and clicks his lips against his teeth.

“No… I’m pretty sure I saw him wearing it the other day— he said he was gonna cut the sleeves off and wear it over his jacket like a freak.”

“And I told him he couldn’t, remember?” you lilt with raised brows. “‘Cause he stole it from me after I stole it from you.”

Steve winces when you shove your pointer finger into his chest.

“So, it’s mine?” he questions, confused all over again.

You nod all slow. “Yeah.”

“Oh…” he hums, less jealous and more content than he was a moment ago.

His chest starts to warm now that he can see you more clearly, without the haze of misplaced envy clouding his vision.

Your hair’s a mess, and you’re still in yesterday’s makeup, and your legs are unshaven. The buttons on the flannel don’t quite line up, either, and the lapel droops off one shoulder to reveal the lovebite he left on your collarbone the night before.

If home was a place, he’s pretty sure it’d look an awful lot like you.

“…Oh,” he repeats, with a more profound inflection this time. ‘Cause he’s a boy, and you’re wearing his shirt, and it’s doing irreversible damage to his brain.

“I just got, like, ten times hotter, huh?” you tease with a knowing squint.

“Try a thousand,” Steve scoffs with a pink grin.

“A million?”

“A billion,” he argues, wrapping his free arm around your shoulders to pull you into him again. His other stays firmly gripping the pool net because he’s not diving in to rescue this thing if it sinks. “A kajillion, even,” he jokes with sparkling eyes that dance between both of yours.

You laugh before you mean to. “Wow. That’s a real big number, Harrington. Sure you know what it means?”

“If it means I wanna kiss the life outta you, then, yeah,” he murmurs lowly, already leaning in to kiss your smile.

You taste like coffee, where he tastes like minty mouthwash. It’s an unearthly concoction that feels like heaven on your tongue.

It’s perhaps too early to be kissed so ardently, with your head tilted back against the crook of Steve’s elbow while he steals the breath from your lungs. You get so effortlessly drunk on him — quickly forgetting the crisp cold and the fresh coffee in your hand.

Steve hisses when he pulls back from you, features contorted in discomfort. “Hot coffee,” he winces through gritted teeth. “Hot coffee on my foot.”

Only then do you recognize your limp hand and the subtle splashing of your drink against the patio.

“Oh, shit!” you blurt into the quiet, early morning. “Fuck, Steve— I’m sorry!”

He shakes his head and swipes a hand through his hair. He scrunches his nose and tries to smile. “It’s okay. Didn’t even hurt.”

Your eyes flit down to his splotchy red foot, then back at him. You look more pained by it than he does. “Yes, it did!” you agonize, wrapping your arms around his waist and smushing your cheek into his chest.

Thankfully, there’s not much coffee left in the mug to spill this time.

“I’m sorry, Stevie,” you mumble into his t-shirt. “Fuck, I wish I wasn’t so clumsy all the time— it’s annoying.”

Steve laughs into your hair and abandons the pool skimmer to wrap both arms around you. One hand squeezes your shoulder while the other smooths up and down your back. “I don’t think so. I think it’s sweet.”

“…Even when I give you third-degree burns from my coffee?”

He exhales a faint chuckle. “Yeah, even when you give me third-degree burns from your coffee.”

Your cheek rubs against the soft cotton of his t-shirt when you turn to look up at him. Your chin tilts against his chest and bobs as you ask him, “Do you still wanna kiss me?”

A crooked smile tugs slow at his pink mouth. His honey eyes twinkle when they look down at you. He quickly forgets the tingling pain fading at the top of his foot because you’re so damn pretty wrapped up in his arms.

“I’d kiss you forever, baby,” he murmurs so fondly it makes your stomach whirl. “You know that.”

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kquil · 9 months

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🍪 : cookie for Sirius opening up about his family issues

A/N : this is very much a reverse comfort fic, sirius deserves all the love, okay?! and we're gonna give it to him gosh dang it! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

“Oh Sirius…” you mourn for your close friend as a creeping guilt climbs into your chest and snares your heart. The squeeze around your heart pauses your breath only to release it shakily, “I’m so sorry,” with your soft hands, you reach up to hold his face gently but he still doesn’t meet your eyes. It makes your heart break but you don’t know that it isn’t because he’s upset by your pressure for answers. He was behaving oddly, after all; it wasn't unwarranted.

No, it’s not that; he’s ashamed. You, out of all people, didn’t need to know about his situation at home. Sirius doesn’t think he’ll be able to stomach ever looking you in the eyes again, scared of what he’ll see reflected in them.

Why can’t his family stop tormenting him even at Hogwarts, where he’s supposed to be free? Free with the Marauders, free with you…

“You have nothing to be sorry for…” he finally speaks, voice exhausted and lacking his usual playfulness.

“I’m sorry I made you tell me something you weren’t ready to share!” you insist on apologising. Maybe for your own selfish reason to make him understand that you were mistaken and that you would take it back if you could. Or something else entirely. There are many reasons for why you’re apologising but the words seem to escape you. From your racing mind, hammering heart and overwhelming worry, it was hard to narrow things down, think coherently and voice your thoughts rationally.

So lost in your distress over his predicament and figuring out what to say next, just so you could comfort him properly, you didn’t see that he recognises your worry and anger. You were too overwhelmed by concern over his current state. Just from that, he was able to understand that him and his well-being is all that mattered to you. It makes a smile tug at his lips, from both relief and gratitude. He pulls you close by the waist and buries his face into your hair.

“Hug me,” he whispers and you instantly do as he says, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a big squeeze, “play with my hair…” he refers to what you always do when everyone relaxes by the common room fireplace before curfew; without a word, you do as he says, “compliment me,”

“You’re a great friend, Siri…” he smiles into your hair, hearing full confidence in your voice and adores that you always flatter him on non-superficial aspects.

“Embrasse-moi,” he sneakily requests in french, knowing full well that you wouldn’t understand.

“What was that?” you whisper, pulling back to look up at him with an adorable tilt of your head. He doesn’t say a word and, instead, captures your lips in a sweet sweet kiss.

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Embrasse-moi : Kiss me

1K MILESTONE EVENT | NAVI.

#☀︎ : 1k milestone #☀︎ : 1k #🍪 : cookie 1k #sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius x reader #sirius black imagine

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vxmpjules · 2 years

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💐💖Precious Soul💖💐

A fanfic where Bruce and Vance like the reader ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

Chapter 1/?

⬇️ down here are the other chapters if i do make more ;)

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

You woke up as you looked at your calendar a bright ‘X’ was marked on this day with a little writing on the box marking the day ‘’Bruce’s game!!’ was written in bright red marker.

‘shit I almost forgot about Bruce's game today’ your eyes widen and you quickly turn your head to look at your small light navy blue clock at the side of your bed ‘10:26 a.m.’ you read. your calmed down and got up your bed to go to the bathroom and prepare yourself for the day.

you finish getting prepared and go to the kitchen, you look down to see a note on the counter ‘make yourself some cereal I wont be back till 9.p.m, make yourself the canned food in the top cabinet P.S here's a dollar to get yourself some popcorn at your friends game. Be safe -love, mom’ you read. you take the dollar your mom left you and shove it into your pocket and make yourself some cereal. You finish eating and watch some tv to pass time.

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You turn off the tv and exit your house you stand outside deciding on where you should go. ‘ill go to the grab ‘n go Vance is probably there ill just talk to him while the time passes’ you think. you start walking to the grab ‘n go since it wasn't so far from your house.

you open the the store door and enter you look to your side where the pinball machine is and to no surprise you see fluffy blonde hair belonging to no other than famous ‘Pinball Vance’ you smile softly to yourself seeing the entranced state your friend was in, you start walking over to the boy.

‘this dude really is gonna marry that machine one day’ you thought to yourself ‘’hey Vance’’ you greet the boy with a small wave ‘‘Shut up for a minute ill loose my score’‘ you roll your eyes playfully and chuckle to yourself, this was both of yours usual greetings.

you paste your eyes to look at the score going up by every second passing DING you see Vance's score in the game 100,000 ‘’Holy shit.’’ you say as your eyes widen you look over to Vance with the biggest smirk in the world ‘’you really beat your own score, huh?’’ you comment to Vance ‘’Of course I fuckin’ did I'm the best goddamn person at this’’ Vance cockily remarked with his smirk

‘‘give me five?’‘ you asked in celebration if his new high score. You held your hand up waiting for Vance's high five, Vance looks at your hands and back at your eyes, he give you high five in a proud manner looking at you in the eyes with a small smile as you smile at him too.

you decide to pass your time with Vance until its 5p.m

time skip

You made your way to Donna with your small popcorn bag in hand ‘’Hey Donna’’ you greet her with a smile. ‘’Hello Y/N how are you?’’ your friend asked with a light smile ‘’I'm doing good, who you rooting for?’’ you asked Donna seeing her eyeing the pitcher from the front range team, Finnie was his name? ‘’Mhmmm Little Donna has a crush on the pitcher?’’ you mention playfully ‘’oh dream on’’ Donna remarked and playfully rolled her eyes with a smile ‘’oh c’mon dont you realize you're looking at him with heart eyes, you both are gonna become the next lovebugs ill tell you I said so when it becomes the skinny’’ you remarked back laughing at Donnas flustered face.

The game had started now your eyes where focused on Bruce’s figure. Bruce steadied himself and lifted his baseball bat. the pitcher throws the ball but Bruce misses it ‘’STRIKE’’ ’you can do it Bruce’ you said in your mind. Bruce went back to the base again and looked around with a embarrassed expression, his view moved to you and it managed to make this mood lighten up a little he softly smiled at you and steadied himself again. The pitcher threw the ball and Bruce almost hit it but he sadly missed the ball ‘’SECOND STRIKE!’’. You furrowed your brows crossing your fingers he could make a homerun. he looked at the ground with the same expression as before, he went back to the base and steadied himself once again, he stood with confidence ready to hit the ball.

The pitcher once again threw the ball and Bruce finally hit it ‘’WOOOOO!’’ you cheered for Bruce as he made a homerun. he threw his bat and runed across the bases. as everyone finished cheering everyone one by on kept leaving, you stood there waiting till’ Bruce finished with the ‘good game thing’ you didn't know how it was called but whatever. you looked at him as he went to tell the pitcher something when he finished he looked back and saw you, he quickly runed to you.

‘‘Bruce! you did amazing!’‘ you complimented him ‘‘Thanks Y/N also thanks for coming too i really appreciate it’‘ he said with a light smile and his hand on his neck ‘‘No problem, You’re my friend afterall, you're really gonna be a casanova after this!’‘ you complimented again ‘‘Heh yeah....’‘ he chuckled softly ‘‘hey maybe you wanna go see a movie next Friday or something?’‘ he shyly asked ‘‘for sure but i gotta see if i have any gigs ill let you know, ok?’‘ you answered ‘‘ok thats fine, if you cant Friday maybe we can go another day of the next weekend if you're free’‘ he smiled.

‘‘sounds like a plan!’‘ you said and smiled at him ‘‘well I've got to go back home and make myself something to eat I'm hungry since donna ate most of my popcorns’’ you remarked as you chuckled ‘’oh, okay, well see you at school’’ Bruce says ‘‘peace out!’‘ you said your farewell while walking away to your house. ‘’Call me when you get to your house!’’ Bruce shouted at you smiling, ‘’okayy!!’’ you answered.

end of chapter

#the black phone x reader #the black phone #bruce yamada #vance hopper #bruce yamada x reader #vance hopper x reader

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ecoamerica · 29 days

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yasu--blog · 5 months

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Requests are open! (^-^*)ノ

I'm currently taking requests for reactions featuring enhypen, skz, ateez, and zb1!

if you're curious about how they would react to a specific scenario or you have a creative idea in mind, please feel free to let me know!

please be clear about the group (enhypen, skz, ateez, or zb1) and the scenario or concept you have in mind.

keep it within respectful and appropriate boundaries.

please understand that I might not be able to fulfill every request.

keep requests related to the groups mentioned.

I'm not doing any NSFW or inappropriate content.

thank you~ (^∀^)

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@heelvsted @okwonyo @heesbaby @srjlvr @ensite @rikislady @rkvriki @hehehehehehehes-world @indigoez @ensite @alaezasmystery235 @princesswonyiee @tobiosbbyghorl @keiipopped @hayoonbyn @navy-wavy17

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redstringraven · 6 months

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welcome! ヾ(＾-＾)ノ

my name's hannah (she/her/they), and i'm a storyteller and artist. here you will find my art, writings, meta-thoughts, and general chatter about things i enjoy, whether it's my original works/characters or fandom shenanigans!

• project tags: tmnt enneagram meta | 'endure' comic |

• sideblogs: reblog-blog | resource blog

thanks for stopping in! have a wonderful day or night, and stay safe 🌷🌲

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cyborg-franky · 2 years

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how about modern au corazon reacting to laws partner, like kind of a meeting his family situation jsj now that i think about it this is kind of a big request but if you want u could try this as hcs with the don quixote family ples (ノ•̀ ^ •́ )ノ ~

I will do my best <3

PLATONIC Cora as dad - Law x Reader

As long as Law loved them, and they were a good person that was all that mattered to Corazon.

You could be from any walk of life, dressed any way you wanted, and he would still hug you at the door or ruffle your hair.

He would 100% be THAT parent that got out all the old photos to embarrass Law.

He would show you Law as a naked butt baby in the bath playing with his toys.

Law’s first dorky school photo.

He would tell you about the time that Law made a girl cry at school because he was carrying around a frog.

Corazon would laugh and joke with you while Law was wishing the floor would open up and eat him.

Corazon was so warm and welcoming.

He’d try and add you to social media so you could be buddies.

Would knit you ugly scarves and jumpers.

Sends you those awful minions memes.

Makes a group chat that Law keeps leaving.

He wants to know everything about you guys, how you met, all the soppy love stories.

If you don’t seem to be treating Law right, however, he was in the navy, he might be clumsy but he’s a great shot.

#one piece reader insert #one piece x reader #one piece x you #sfw #gender neutral reader #trafalgar law #law x reader #law x you #law x yn #corazon #donquixote rosinante

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chaldeanu · 1 month

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ノ about me ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ .

manu . 24 . sheノthey — infj 4w5 virgo ノ aroace .

what i like ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . my dog ノ cottagecore . minimalism ノ neutral whites . pastel pinks ノ tea . whole and plant based milk . coffee ノ comfy vintage clothing ノ mango . strawberries ノ animanga ノ games — assassin’s creed & tomb raider ノ art history . mythology — ancient mesopotamia and arthurian legends ノ art . graphic . interior design ノ grandma’s hobbies — reading . journaling . brewing tea . baking . napping . staying at home ノ electronics . my pc ノ simping with my friends over fictional characters . . .

ノ 𝐼 . side.blog ノ aesthetic . selfships . personal diary .

relatable characters ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ .

genshin — layla . lynette . albedo ノ star rail — huohuo . pela ノ various animanga — mithrun . nia teppelin . anemone . frieren . tsumugi kotobuki

beloved characters ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ .

genshin — wriothesley . kamisato ayato . alhaitham . diluc . xianyun . rosaria ノ star rail — veritas ratio . sunday ノ various animanga — gilgamesh . shaiapouf . mahito . laios touden . yuri briar . quinella . whole bleach cast ehe

will surely add here more later, because i’m still missing my genshin and star rail info and so on… also pics are not good enough, i think but i’ll let them stay for a while.

#navi ノ

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heartscara · 1 year

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𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝓊𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 ˚⁎⋆

૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა ♡ 𓈒 𓈒 what is @heartscara all about? @heartscara is a bottom male reader dedicated blog that contains both nsfw + sfw works. This blog is owned by a boy named bibi, a 16 year old teen going on his way to senior high school.

O1 : one must not give hate . no hate mail pls <33 if i get any type of hate mail from anonymous or non noonies it will be directly deleted ‘nd the user will be blocked from givin asks from me <33

O2 : know what I write . please please know what I write and what type of blog i am before following im scared some peeps will follow me for my sfw writing then be suprised i write nsfw ! ! pls know what i write and see if ur comfy with it if u arent pls just block <33 ! !

O3 : I age regress . I age regress sometimes solely bc of trauma so please if ur uncomfy with that pretty pls leave <33

O4 : dni : racist. homophobes. transphobes. fatphobes. xenophobes. MAPS/terfs. mlm fetishizers. fatphobes. ‘mdni’ blogs. sends hate mail.

O5 : what I’ll write : bottom male reader : overstimulation : breeding : dacryphilia : nsfw + sfw : bondage : dirty talk : degration : praise : a/b/o dynamics : cnc : roleplay : cum inflation : cockwarming

what I won’t write : top male reader : female reader or fem character : incest : rape : scat : piss : necrophilia : ageplay : raceplay : ddlg : will not be aging up a minor character just to write a smut of em!! characters must be 18+

fandoms I write for : sally face : genshin impact : twisted wonderland : enstar : blue lock : urumachi oniisan : tokyo revengers : the yakuzas guide to babysitting : creepypasta : south park : honkai star rail

O6 : no requests . sorry :((( but i wont be taking request im purely doing this out of self indulgence , this whole blog is made for that thats why i wont be taking requests </33

#ᨳ ໒ ིྀ ´ ٥ ˋ ིྀა࣪ ‌ ꢆ hearts hotline ୨୧ ｡˚ ⋆#꒰ ♡ : navi ノrules 𐂯 𓈒 ˙ ˖

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yvianettes · 11 days

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ᐟᐟ☆ 𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐀 ノ 𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀! ࿐࿔ s(her). sixteen. lyney’s #1 fangirl !! ⸻ welcome, this is primarily a self ship blog, nonmoots, anti-selfshippers dni | moots are followed back by yvkasha.

NAVI LINKS. tag index, writing blog, lynona intro. CURRENT STATUS. crying bc my dumbass lost 2 of my google accounts !! (including the one that was linked to my self ship blog, solution? make another one but with an s at the end bc im so original.)

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ 〃lynona〃2024. ❝ IM NOT CALLING YOU A THIEF, JUST DON’T STEAL FROM ME! ❞

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lovebugism · 7 months

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for fictober could I request from the 50 autumnal prompts ‘when he wears THAT flannel’ with Eddie please?

we were so robbed of Eddie all boyfriend in soft cosy clothes. R wouldn’t be able to keep their hands off of him and he’d love it come autumn when it’s all he wears.

ugh imagine him in like thick baggy sweaters and when he reaches up it just exposes a bit of tummy 😍 I’m like a Victorian seeing ankles

love you xoxo

hi angel! idk how i managed to make this angsty, but alas! hope you like it :D

summary: you and eddie try to get used to life post-vecna but it's not nearly as easy as you thought it'd be (post st4, established relationship, wee bit of angst tw for mentions of death and scars, 1.2k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Eddie’s pretty much recovered by mid-fall.

Not totally. But mostly.

You think getting away from Hawkins helped the most — moving out of the city and settling further in the green. Even though everyone back home eventually understood that Eddie wasn’t the psycho-killing freak they made him out to be, things had changed far too much to ever go back to normal again.

Something’s break beyond repair. Something’s just can’t be fixed.

Not your Eddie, though. Eddie’s perfect. Damn near it, anyway, considering the circumstances.

He’s still got the nightmares and the phantom pains — even though he tells you he doesn’t. But he’s graduated now and helping Wayne at the car shop whenever he can. He’s taking the newfound normalcy in stride, spending early autumn with you and making you hot chocolate like nothing ever happened.

“You like marshmallows in your cocoa, right?” he calls from the kitchen, though he sounds like he’s talking mostly to himself.

You hear him, but you forget to answer. Your brain all but short circuits at how pretty he looks.

You eye him from the couch while he bustles in the kitchen, and gutwrenching existentialism knocks the wind from your lungs like a fist to the stomach.

You weren’t supposed to have Eddie again. You weren’t supposed to share a home like you always dreamed about, and he wasn’t supposed to make you hot cocoa or keep you warm when autumn got too bitter.

A season or more ago, you were saying your goodbyes while he bled out in an alternate dimension.

You haven’t yet forgotten how pale his skin had gotten or how glassy his chocolate eyes grew as the life spilled from the weeping bites on his stomach. The feeling of his blood, slimy on your hands and drenching your clothes, hasn’t yet left you. The red-hot blood in the unnatural navy blue cold still lives in your head.

But it’s only there. In your head.

And Eddie’s right in front of you — wild hair, baggy pajama pants, and all. You can smell the musk of his cologne and the floral of his shampoo. He’s real enough to touch.

He’s real.

The realization hits you every day, all the time. It wells from your chest up into your throat and makes you feel like crying. Most people don’t get to say goodbye to their soulmate and eat Wednesday morning breakfast with them months later.

You’ve got so much gratitude inside you, bursting like golden rays of sunshine, that you don’t know what to do with it all.

“Babe?” he calls again when you don’t answer. “Did you hear me?”

He pokes his head in the doorway, and your eyes go wide. “Huh? What?” you stammer, shaking your head to jerk yourself out of your stupor.

Eddie laughs, high and boyish. It sounds like heaven, and it pierces your heart. Six months ago, you never thought you’d hear it again. “I asked if you wanted marshmallows, weirdo.”

You nod rapidly and ramble an answer. “Oh, yeah. Sure. Thank you.”

“O-kay,” Eddie lilts, though his voice wavers with confusion. His grin widens and his eyes narrow, but he doesn’t ask why you’re acting so suddenly strange.

You wonder if he’s used to it by now. You wonder if he knows when you go quiet that you’re remembering that a part of you nearly died.

He returns to the kitchen and reaches for the upper cupboard. A sliver of his milky white tummy peeks from beneath his flannel. You can see the bites from here. They’re scarred over now, dark red and light pink and thunder-strike purple. It almost jars you how healed they look. The wounds are still fresh and weeping whenever you close your eyes.

Eddie comes in from the living room, balancing two mugs in his hands rather carefully because he’s filled them to the brim. He’s got his usual ceramic Campbell’s Tomato Soup cup in one hand and your sleeping Snoopy in the other. The innate domesticity makes your stomach whirl.

“You okay?” the boy wonders with pinched brows when he hands you your cocoa.

You nod with glittering eyes, mustering a faint smile up at him. The mug warms your chilled, trembling hands.

“Mm-hmm… Why?” you question, though you’re more than aware of why.

Eddie’s got a knack for knowing how you’re feeling before you’ve even hinted at it. You think he might’ve got mind-reading powers when you were in the Upside Down.

“I don’t know. You just looked a little… far away, I guess.”

“Just missed you,” you confess with a bright, innocent gaze.

Eddie snorts as he rounds the couch to sit next to you. “While I was in the kitchen ten feet away?”

“Yeah. ’S way too far.”

“Well, remind me to carry you with me wherever I go, then.”

You know he’s joking, but you beam anyway. You don’t want to be anywhere that he isn’t. You don’t want him to go where you can’t follow.

Eddie takes a sip and smiles at your smiling. His grin is crooked and rosy and lined with whipped cream. He leans in to kiss you with it.

You pull back from him, just far enough to wipe the melted sugar off with the pad of your thumb. You give him a smacking peck a second later.

With a kissed grin, the boy leans back against the couch with his arm sprawled along the back of it. You curl into his side like his own personal puzzle piece, nestling your mug between your bodies with one hand and settling your free one on his stomach.

Your fingers seem to gravitate beneath his fuzzy flannel without you having to think twice about it.

Eddie doesn’t seem to mind, either. His attention is consumed by the television — a Scooby Doo re-run he’s probably seen a thousand times. His chuckle rumbles against your cheek. You laugh along with him, made content by the sound of his boyish delight.

Your fingers dance through the fuzz of his happy trail, then settle on something softer.

The marred skin of his warm tummy feels like silk. Before you realize what you’re touching, the boy beneath you jolts.

You nearly spill your cooling cocoa when you freeze alongside him. You part from Eddie with a gaping gaze, wide eyes darting over every inch of his face. You’re frightened that you’ve hurt him, but his pink grin only widens.

“Oh, shit. Are you okay?” you blurt. “I wasn’t— I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Eddie turns to you, then. His features are blurry with sleep, and they twist with confusion at your misplaced concern.

“No,” he answers with the shake of his head. The softened ends of his chocolate curls brush your cheek. A laugh sputters from his mouth. “It just tickled, babe. It’s fine.”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. It wavers on the way out, but you manage a trembling smile anyway. “Oh. Okay,” you hum, breathless.

“Yeah. ’S okay,” Eddie murmurs softly back, wrapping his pale arm around your shoulder to pull you closer. He presses a kiss to the crown of your head and lingers there. “I’m okay,” he whispers into your hair.

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kquil · 1 year

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THE LAKE : MY LIBRARY

DISCLAIMER: all of these works and writers are on marauders x reader content bc i'm an obsessed hoe ; im also going to be constantly updating this post

LAST UPDATED : 06/09/2023 | (dd/mm/yyyy)

WRITERS ⏤who i adore reading all the works of; you should definitely check out their works too or else you are majorly missing out!

@luveline : if you haven't read this goddess' works yet, you need to hop on over right now! her blog is a little piece of heaven on this platform i swear to god! you have not yet lived if you haven't read her works yet and since i like to spread the love im not going to gatekeep her!

@astonishment : Mal is the reason im obsessed with james potter, she's a babe...if you adore james too, then you haven't fully committed yourself to loving him until you've read all of Mal's works! reading her works is right of passage, i tell you!

@robynlilyblack : a heaven sent angel who writes with gold ink, love and all the beautiful things in the world! Robyn writes for more than the marauders so you're guaranteed to get fed!

@ddejavvu : mei is the soul that keeps on giving, i have lost many a nights to reading her works and i have no regrets! she can have my life, my soul, my everything. when you go to feast on her amazing fics don't forget to say your please and thank yous!

@livinginshambles : i discovered her work when i was doing my 1k milestone and i binged everything! yes im behind on requests now because of it but i have no regrets! her fics are so worth it! to me, they are the perfect balance of angst and fluff! you will never be disappointed when you read her works, she writes phenomenally and her plot ideas are perfectly executed! i wanna write angst and fluff like her!

WORKS ⏤that i will definitely be revisiting more than just a few times

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A/N : this is just the beginning, more appreciation will come soon! also, do i or do i not have immaculate taste? ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

NAVI.

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toxicsquad · 9 months

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Hi, i don't usually use Tumblr but if for Maske,they are my favorite character(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

So I don't really choose a good question🤔 just want to know small things about them✨ Like favorite color or their favorite dish or tea 🤔 or more of precision on his mask collectionヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬

(And I really love this game✨ btw sorry for my English, is not my first language and Spanish either,so i try my best with my English😅)

Well, I don't have very strong preferences. In general, I don't like or hate anything in particular, but I do avoid certain things. I don't like flashy colors at all, my favorite colors are black, gray and navy blue. It's very hard to see me wearing others, but I could tolerate a burgundy red or any dark shade.

As for food… * They feel the pressure.* I've never been a picky eater. Anything would be fine for me, although I definitely prefer home-cooked meals. Maybe that's why I like to cook. If you made something for me… I'd be very grateful (and surprised).

Although… If we're talking about masks…

I'm quite proud of my small collection of masks. Not all of them I wear, some I just find pretty. I have an amalgam of masks to use, from gas masks (which are the ones I prefer), to others with lights or mirrored ones, for special occasions. If I don't use them anymore it's because with time you end up realizing that it's not easy to communicate without any kind of facial expressiveness… I also own a couple of them that aren't complete… But it's very difficult for me to wear them, I'm too embarrassed to show my face.

Among those that I have for pure collection, I have a few kabuki masks, they're old and I had a hard time getting them. I also have a bete mask, but African masks are very difficult to find and most of them require restoration. Perhaps the most expensive and extravagant of the ones I have is a Venetian carnival mask with harlequin inspiration. Of course, I also have one of the plague, but it's a reproduction, so I'm not very proud of it. Finally, the rarest, perhaps, is a very old Visard mask.

Ask masterlist

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cebwrites · 1 year

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Ok ok. Hear me out.

Listen.

It's a question.

Kirin of course lets his hair down yes? But like... He seems not to do it often. Maybe not at first or maybe law just wouldn't happen to pass when he had his hair down- So... What was Laws reaction to seeing Kirin with his hair down for the first time? 👀

mmm i've never got an ask about an OC before but i guess here we gooo (ｏ・・)ノ

Reacting to their partner’s hair down (Law)

oc x canon (lawrin), he/they law word count: 0.2k

Thing is, Kirin’s hair was short when they first met in the North Blue five years ago to the story’s current events - about shoulder length or somewhere near the hairstyle that SSW AU Kirin has

They only scarcely met up in the beginning, however, and Kirin’s hair grows quickly, so fair; the first time Law saw it was probably after they’d narrowly escaped some big bad threat together, be it the navy or another pirate group

The little asshole was joking, laughing even with a handful of Heart members about something that wasn’t important enough for Law to remember while he wrung excess water out of his hair and chucked seaweed at Ikkaku when she splashed him first

Law eventually had to yell at his crew for goofing off in the shallows when they should’ve been focused on finding their way back to the Tang and the other Hearts, plus Kirin’s men as well

But that aside, nothing worthy of Law actually taking note of since they weren’t together back then, hell, they were supposed to be “enemies” out on the open sea, trusting none but their own - still, there was something about it that was just a little... ugh, unimportant, no use wasting time thinking about that, Law would tell themself

. . .

...Wait, why was he thinking about the way another man’s hair fell to begin with?

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