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wittywallflower · 7 months
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changed my shirt after work for something a little warmer cuz it’s cool and rainy
accidentally picked the only shirt I own that perfectly matches my new glasses
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kitkatscabinet · 6 months
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Don't feed him he'll come back (2)
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simon riley x neighbour! reader
summary: The ghost that lives in your apartment is a solitary man, people tend to stay out of his way, giving him a wide berth. You can't help but think he seems a little bit lonely, cue pestering him with bad jokes and food.
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A/N: Simon's POV of events. Find part 1 here. Part 3 here 18+ nsfw themes
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Simon’s not entirely sure what to make of his pretty neighbour who fattens him up with their cooking and has a penchant for bad jokes that might outshine even him. From the moment he’d caught you staring with wide eyes he’d expected wariness, or outright fear, those were the typical responses. He hadn’t expected you to force a tray of pasta bake into his hands and then promptly disappear before he could get a word in. 
It’s a bit ridiculous, but the random act of kindness set his teeth on edge, enough that he’d even suspected foul play briefly. Hunger and logic eventually won out over his paranoia and Simon devoured the tray embarrassingly fast. He’s not quite sure how to face you so he simply leaves the tray outside your door and assumes that will be that. 
Except it’s not. For some reason you’ve taken it upon yourself to feed him, leaving an array of dishes from dinners to snacks. Apart from an initial note inquiring into allergies you adapt his diet on experience, taking note of what he does and doesn’t seem to enjoy. 
He doesn’t know how to get you to stop, nor does he really want you to. Not when he’s become entirely too reliant on you feeding him, eagerly awaiting each new dish with the excitement of a hyperactive toddler. 
Price says he’s got a crush, which is just absurd, the only thing he knows about you is your name. And that your left cheek has a dimple when you smile, and that you love your cat more than anything and that-
He doesn’t have a crush. 
Then the elevator breaks. It breaks with only you and him inside and instead of panicking like he expected, you only seemed mildly annoyed for a few seconds before you turned to him with a conspiratorial grin. “A bear walks into a bar and says give me a whiskey and… cola. Why the big pause? Asks the bartender. The bear shrugged. I’m not sure, I was born with them.”
Simon’s a little floored and it’s probably only his shock that prevents him from laughing because dammit, that was better than some of his. What shocks him even more is that you aren’t deterred from his silence. If anything, you seem to take it as a personal challenge and your eyes glint in determination. 
It’s both a mixture of the jokes and you’re adorable determination that finally pulls a chuckle from his lips and Simon will forever remember the way your face absolutely lit up at the noise. 
It’s not until he provides a joke of his own before ducking into the safety of his apartment that he briefly thinks Price may have been onto something. He staunchly pushes that thought away but then you start leaving jokes with the food and he has to admit he’s in a little bit of trouble. 
You wrangle his number from him (not that he resisted very hard) and then you wrangle him into your apartment and you make him watch as you flit around your kitchen in order to feed him. 
His next deployment comes at exactly the right time and Simon is prepared to spend the months away getting over you. Except this doesn’t happen because you send him a joke every day without fail, not even deterred when he rarely responds. 
You send a selfie of you and your cat and Simon stares far longer than is appropriate. He’s dreamt of you before, both innocently and not so. For some reason, the distance makes this worse and Simon wakes hard and aching for you more often than not. 
(Johnny walks in on him with his hand in his pants staring at a picture of you once and neither of them can look at each other for days. He thinks this is preferable to the shit-eating grins Johnny throws his way now.)
For the first time in his life, Simon’s desperate to get back from deployment to the empty apartment he barely considers his home. The empty white walls and space not seeming as depressing when he knows you’re waiting for him just across the hall. Waiting to fill the dark void in his chest that grows when he loses access to your smile. 
For the first time in his life, Simon doesn’t want to leave his apartment. Each time Price calls him away from your presence starts to weigh on his soul more and more. It’s getting harder and harder to stop being Simon, to put on the mask and be the Ghost when all he can think about is you. 
It all comes to a head nearly nine months after he'd initially met you. As much as he tries to ignore the way his heart sings in your presence and aches in your absence Simon can’t really deny how he feels about you anymore. 
You pull him from his dangerous train of thoughts when you plop down next to him on the couch. Not exactly a new move in of itself but even then he can’t help the way he shivers at the feel of your arm against his skin. 
If asked Simon wouldn’t be able to tell you a single plot point of the movie you’d put on, not when his mind was running a mile a minute and he was trying not to smell your hair like a creep. 
He tenses a little when you tip against him but doesn’t push you away. Instead, he can’t help but smile softly down at you as he watches you fall deeper and deeper into the clutches of sleep. Awe and adoration in his eyes as one of his hands lightly stroked your cheek, his other arm wrapping around you to pull you closer to his chest. 
You’d wormed your way into his heart months ago with all your stupid jokes and your insistence on looking after him. Not once had you ever asked for anything in return, you even seemed offended at the implication. 
He wasn’t stupid enough to let you in on his feelings, not when every time he left you could end up being his last. Simon had once accidentally caught you crying over your brother, a soldier like him, though not as lucky. Your brother was dead and buried and Simon saw the toll it took on you years later even when you tried to hide it. 
You were the sun. You were light and everything that was good in this world, saw the good in him, and Simon refused to be the potential reason that light was snuffed out. 
He wouldn’t do that to you. But Simon wasn’t completely selfless, so he held you in his arms as he slept, letting himself imagine a life where you could be together. A life where he got to come home to you and your stupid fat cat, his apartment no longer in use and he’d hold you just like this as you slept. 
This wasn’t that life, but Simon still let himself pretend it was, just for a little bit. Because Simon couldn’t deny it any longer, he loved you, was in love with you. And for that, he had to leave before he ruined you.
Tags: @cooliofango @innercollectivecomputer
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jemaystraveljournal · 2 years
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Ward14 has some cool vibes ✨
08.08.2022
Ottawa, ON
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euphternal · 4 days
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hiii i love your work!!
since you’re starting to write about her can you please write emily engstler gf headcanons?? 💗💗
emily engstler x reader gf headcanon 👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏼
notes: THANK YOU SO MUCH ANGELLL 🥹 and duhhh obvs <3 taglist form, if anyone wants to be tagged in my works!! @imsobabygiirl @bibella8swan @xxloveralways14 @sunkissed-zegras 🎀 and my requests are open !!!
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ᝰ morning rituals: emily's training schedule starts early, but she never leaves without a good morning kiss and a quick breakfast together, often sharing smoothies and discussing the day ahead.
ᝰ supportive sidelines: you attend all of emily's games, wearing her team jersey and leading the cheers in the stands. your enthusiasm for her passion fills both of you with joy and pride.
ᝰ post-game rituals: after every game, win or lose, you meet emily outside the locker room with her favorite post-game snack—chocolate protein bars—and a reassuring smile or celebratory hug.
ᝰ recovery days together: on her rest days, you both enjoy slow, lazy mornings followed by a day spent binge-watching your favorite shows or exploring new local spots together.
ᝰ fitness partners: sometimes, you join emily for her lighter workout sessions. while she practices her shots, you jog around the court or do yoga on the sidelines, keeping each other motivated.
ᝰ social media fans: u manage a small fan page for emily, posting highlights from her games and cute couple selfies, celebrating both her athletic achievements and your relationship milestones.
ᝰ quiet evenings: on nights before her games, you help emily relax and get into the zone with a quiet evening at home, sometimes involving gentle stretches together, or you reading out loud while she soaks in a warm bath.
ᝰ travel companions: whenever emily has away games, you often travel with her, turning these trips into mini-vacations where you both explore new cities, trying out local foods and attractions.
ᝰ learning & growth: you've learned the basics of basketball to better understand emily's world, and she in turn shows interest in your hobbies, creating a beautiful exchange of interests and passions.
ᝰ celebrations: every milestone in emily's career is a reason for celebration. whether it's a small victory or a major championship win, you organise a special evening for her, complete with her friends, family, and lots of laughter.
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certifiedfreec · 4 months
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i feel like there would be some subtle signs that könig took an interest in you…
- sometimes he likes to watch you struggle with what little height you have to reach up for the top shelves in the kitchen on base. poor thing, it looks like you need some help from a big, strong, super tall man :( he chuckles a little before stepping in to grab what you needed, but not before playfully dangling it high up over your head to watch you jump for it. “hah, you look like a katze right now.”
- this man eats like a motherfucker. if he even offers to share food with you, that’s basically his way of proposing. you said yes once, and now he’s bringing you snacks all the time before you even have to ask. he wants to feed you, make sure you’re nourished before and after missions- just let the big guy dote on you!
- he doesn’t say much, but it’s because he doesn’t need to; his presence does all the talking. all of kortac went out to a dingy bar one night, and you better believe you were the safest person in the room with all 6-foot-something of him staying close behind you. one glowering look from him is all it takes to get someone to back off- no one touches his precious little katze.
i feel like there would be some subtle signs that gaz took an interest in you…
- he’ll FaceTime you randomly from wherever he is, whether he’s in a safehouse or on the other side of the base. he just likes to get a glimpse of your face whenever he can :’) if he can’t video call you then he’s spamming you with memes that he saw; he knows exactly how to make you laugh.
- you were talking about your favorite food one day, and somehow by total coincidence he cooked it in the base kitchen a few days later! and how convenient, he over-estimated the ingredients and ended up fixing enough for two people! he just might need your help with finishing it ;) he’s already thinking about what to have for dessert…
- he’s a fantastic listener, always letting you vent to him when a new recruit pisses you off or when you’re unhappy with how the latest mission went. he hates seeing you so upset, wishing he could take all your irritations away :( he always stops himself just before can suggest some not-so-fraternization-policy-friendly ways of helping you relieve that stress :’)
i feel like there would be some subtle signs that soap took an interest in you…
- he always notices whenever you use a different body wash or fragrance, and he’ll be the first ask you what the new scent is. no one else really detects it the way he does, but he pays so much attention to you that he can’t help it. he also can’t help but want his sheets to smell like you too <3
- he insists on taking selfies with you wherever you’re on missions together. suddenly it’s a thing, and now you’re taking them together all the time when you’re off base. you think it’s a fun way to document all the places you travel to, but to him it’s the perfect excuse to have some pictures of your pretty face on his phone :’)
- he likes to initiate all kinds of competitions with you during missions- who can reload their weapon the fastest, who can shoot from the furthest distance, etc. it’s honestly kinda hot seeing you get so focused. his wagers start out fairly normal, but if you’re game then he definitely ups the ante. maybe the winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser…you’d never noticed him training so much before ;)
i feel like there would be some subtle signs that price took an interest in you…
- he’s always nearby when you’re training on the shooting range, readily available to critique your aim and give you some pointers. does this involve standing suuuuper close and physically moving your arms and feet to fix your position? with him, it always does <3
- this man stares you down during debriefings. it’s like you become his focal point- he’ll glance at the others every once in a while, but his gaze always settles back on you. he just thinks you look so adorable all focused and serious while he’s talking!
- one night you were outside after a mission, and he was puffing on a cigar from his prized collection. he was asking you about the operation, wanting to know how you felt about it before casually handing the cigar to you- how could you refuse your captain? you’d never touched one of those before so you coughed and sputtered after taking a pitiful puff (it was like an indirect kiss, too!!) and he chuckled amusedly at you. “looks like you need some more practice. i can help with that.”
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fans4wga · 10 months
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Donate to the Our Flag Means Strike fund!
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"Let's support writers in their pursuit of a fair contract by sending food, snacks, and supplies to the picket lines!
Fans of Our Flag Means Death (OFMD) have banded together to send food donations to the writers strike picket line at WB Studios almost every day of the strike so far! Through week 7, this was organized on twitter via @/sourcitruslady and done largely by small groups each taking care of a single meal, but after so much success we've decided to organize to make our donations more effective.
We are coordinating with strike captains to send less on days when they have other food, send more when they expect a bigger crowd, accommodate dietary needs, and provide a variety in food options across the week. We're also utilizing local volunteers as drivers to cut delivery costs.
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rachalixie · 1 year
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the best man - part I
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your best friend's getting married, and you're the maid of honor. minho is the best man. you're just trying your best to not let him get under your skin. pt II
warnings: lee minho x she/her!reader
genre: fluff, friends to lovers
word count: 1.4k
one could say that lee minho was a thorn in your side, but he wasn’t enough for that. he’s maybe a bump. a small bump in the road you’ve been driving on, a constant presence but not enough to make a difference to your wheels if you drive over it. enough for you to notice but not enough for you to swerve to avoid. 
he’s friends with your friends, so naturally, he’s around a lot. ever since your best friend got engaged to his best friend, jisung, he’s been around even more. in a few short months he’s gone from someone you nod at from the bar at group outings to the person you bump shoulders with when wedding planning in a tiny kitchen. from a person who’s number you didn’t have saved in groupchats to having a personalized contact complete with emojis. with him as jisung’s best man and you as the maid of honor, you’ve frequently been on opposing sides of friendly arguments about the cake, the flowers, the music that should be played. you’re convinced that he disagrees with you just to rile you up, he’s never passionate about his side and always sways to what you and your friend want in the end, he just does it for the entertainment.
you wish you found it annoying instead of endearing. that would make things simpler.
but it was in planning their surprise bachelor-slash-bachelorette party (you knew those two would never be able to separate enough for an entire night) that you got to know him well. in between choosing the types of shots you want to serve and the perfect cheesy crowns for them to wear, you learn that he has three cats that he loves more than himself, he’s really sweet underneath his teasing exterior, and that he’s a gentleman that always opens doors for you and gives you his jacket when he sends you home at night after being there for longer than you planned for. he likes to cook and he’s a dancer who once had big dreams but found his true passion in teaching it. he likes to work out but complains about it every time and he’s kind of the biggest dork you’ve ever met.
he grows on you like moss, the healthy green squishy kind, slowly taking over your roots until he’s become a part of your day to day life. you’ve come to expect daily weather updates, selfies with his cats, and mindless banter from the time you wake up until the time your head hits your pillow at night.
the actual night of the party goes off without a hitch, with drinks flowing and sappy speeches that have you wiping your tears discreetly to not ruin your makeup. you’ve both curated the perfect playlist, invited only the essential people you know the almost-married couple would want there, and made an entire table of snacks that got devoured before you can blink. you meet minho’s eyes from across the room several times throughout the night, a hidden meaning you can’t place hiding in his gaze before he looks away every time. it leaves you with a feeling of longing that you don’t let yourself think about for too long. the maid of honor and the best man? that’s too cliche, even for you.
you don’t see him again until the day of the wedding, where you both leave your respective dressing rooms at the same time to get ready to walk down the aisle and take your places at the altar. 
“you clean up well,” you tease, running a finger down the lapel of his tuxedo. it’s midnight blue, the color that jisung has chosen to compliment the flushed pink of the bridesmaid’s dresses. it compliments his honeyed skin almost too well, the contrast making him look like he’s about to walk a red carpet instead of the off-white runner lining the wedding hall floor. the flower buttoned to his chest matches the ones in your bouquet. 
“it’s been known to happen from time to time,” his tone is teasing but his smile is soft as he takes you in, winking at you when you raise an eyebrow at him. “you don’t look so bad, yourself.”
you look down at your flowers with a small smile, still not knowing how to take his compliments after all these months. 
“shall we?” he holds his arm out to you and you take it, calming your nerves before stepping through the doors to the sea of people in the room. he walks you down the aisle, steps in line with yours despite his legs being longer, and it feels right, being there with him.
he drops you off at your designated spot and you’re glad; you’re not sure if you would have remembered where to stand otherwise. you’re both beaming as jisung walks down the aisle, steps a little too eager and smile a little too wide. it warms your heart how happy he is to be married to your best friend. the same best friend who next glides down the aisle in a show of practiced elegance, steps timed perfectly to the wedding march playing.
you meet eyes with minho once they’re situated, blown away again by him in the new warm lighting that he’s shrouded under. his hair is glinting in the afternoon sun, eyes sparkling, and his smile despite being on display for everyone feels like it’s just for you. you’re so distracted by him in his damn tuxedo that you almost miss when your friend starts her vows. by the time she’s done, both the bride and groom are nearly sobbing, and jisung has to choke out his own vows before dragging her into a watery kiss before the officiant can tell him to. the whole room breaks into laughter, softening into awh’s when he pulls back with a heart shaped smile. 
the rest of the day is a blur. you take photos, make speeches at the reception, change into comfortable shoes, eat the cake that’s just been cut, and by the time you finally sit down to watch the first dance you feel like you’ve been standing for days. is this what it’s like to get married? doesn’t seem like it’s worth the trouble.
“dance with me?” minho says, interrupting your internal monologue and making the smile return to your face. his hand is held out towards you, palm up, and you take it in yours without a second thought. a chance to dance with the most handsome guy in the room? no way you’re going to pass that up, even if your feet feel like they’re on fire.
he guides you to the dance floor, stopping a few feet from the happy couple and bumping his free fist against jisung’s shoulder before wrapping an arm around you. you twine your hands together behind his neck and smile at him.
“all this planning and i never learned how to slow dance,” you say, voice low as you try not to let the embarrassment wash over you. 
“don’t worry, darling,” he tugs you closer, the name he calls you bringing a flush to your cheeks. “i can lead you.”
and lead he does. he twirls you around the dance floor, the bottom of your dress swinging around your feet as he gracefully makes it look like you know what you’re doing. you let him move you, your limbs pliant as he sways your hips in his grip. the two of you somehow look like the most practiced couple there because of him.
the song switches to something faster and more upbeat, but he doesn’t let you go. in fact, he pulls you in even closer, whispering in your ear about how he loves the song before guiding you to dance with him again.
the night ends with the two of you in the hotel elevator, on the way up to your respective rooms on the same floor. without warning, his hand goes to hit the stop button and the elevator jerks to a still, making your heart beat race.
“what the hell?” you almost yell, too shocked to be mad. he moves into your space, placing warm hands on your cheeks.
“am i reading this wrong?” he whispers, eyes flickering between your own and your lips. it falls into place like jenga bricks, messy and out of your control but not completely unexpected - this attraction between you? he feels it too.
“no,” you whisper back, melting as he finally seals his lips against yours.
turns out the maid of honor with the best man isn’t too cliche after all.
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part II
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copperbadge · 6 months
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[ID: A wooden bar in front of a window, looking out on the sidewalk; sitting on the bar are a paper cup of tea, a plate with a large cookie on it, and a pair of (discolored, don't judge me, life is hard) earbuds. It looks like a lovely weekend morning snack.]
There's a new coffee shop in my neighborhood, and I've been meaning to check it out for a while since it looked like it had a lot of good places to sit and work, and while I love going to the library to work on weekends, the study rooms there are super booked full right now. I thought I'd see how I did sitting at the "window bar" and it turns out it's great! I'm not super enamored of the macaroon I got (it's fine, just nothing special) and not a coffee drinker so can't judge that, but the tea and the ambiance are both excellent.
But also like. In the first forty-five minutes of sitting at the bar in the window, I encountered a friend who lives in the neighborhood passing by, a friend who does NOT live in the neighborhood but was down here for the farmer's market and came in to get a coffee, and also a total stranger from Rome who saw me in my AS Roma jacket and came over to introduce himself because he was so stunned to see a Roma fan in Chicago.
Him: Excuse me? I'm from Rome, and I can't believe I see a Roma logo --
Me: AH! DAJE ROMA!
Him: *HUGE BEAM* OH YOU ARE A ROMANIST!
He had thought I might not know what I was wearing, and was so pleased to meet an actual fan. He ended up asking for a selfie with me because his friends didn't believe he'd found an AS Roma fan in midwestern America. :D So I've just blown the minds of a couple of Romanisti, and also got a nice compliment on both my taste in football teams and my pronunciation of Daje (dai-yay!) Roma.
I do love my neighborhood. Sometimes I think I should sell up and move out far enough to be able to afford a real house with a yard and get rid of all the stress that comes with living in a crowded downtown city center, but then I spend a morning out in the South Loop and remember why I put up with all that.
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sensei-venus · 1 year
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Poly hawk and robby being sent naughty pics by their gf while they r at the dojo ?
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(unedited)(Only slightly nsfw, mostly clean)
It was a regular day of training at the dojo for everyone. Both Sensei Lawrence and Sensei LaRusso where doing a merged class together for a new lesson they wanted to work on together. It was high energy and high stamina training. It was extremely intense but it was a good work out for all of the students to help them grow.
The class started pretty early in the morning. Most of the students showed up a little after sun rise and trading started a hour or so after. It was hitting mid afternoon by the time the Sensei’s called for a break. The students slumped as the break was called. Some students found a spot to slump down and rest, others went into groups to talk and eat lunch, a few worked on some less intense moves from the lesson.
Hawk, Robby and Miguel grabbed their lunch and headed out to the dojo lawn to sit down and eat together. Hawk groaned as he sat down, his legs killing him from the work out. Miguel and Robby rubbed at their shoulders. Robby messing with his forearms and Miguel with his shoulders.
Hawk smirked as he went though his bag and pulled out a bag of his favorite chips.
“I’m starting to get use to the whole letting Reader pack my lunch thing. What she pack you this time?” Hawk raised a brow as he looked over at Robby. Robby smiled as he pulled a candy bar out of his bag “Dark chocolate, as always. Because she's the best.” Miguel rolled his eyes.
“You only like her lunches because she packs you junk food as snacks in the lunches.”
“Actually no, even though I do like chocolate, she packs it because dark chocolate is actually good for you. Also, sometimes I have sugar issues, she makes sure I have some something to keep my sugar up.”
“....I just like chips man.”
Miguel snorted.
Hawk and Robby just laughed as they eat their lunch.
A few minutes later they where just sitting down and relaxing. It was peaceful and quiet out in the yard. Suddenly the silence was broken when both Robby and Hawk’s phones went off with a loud chirp. All three boys raised a brow, the two boys pulled put their phones. Robby opened up his phone to find a notification for “new images” from Reader, he could only guess only she had also sent the same pics to Hawk. He quickly opened his contacts and clicked hers.
His face went red for a moment as he looked at the pictures she had sent him. Hawk was just as stunned but quickly snapped out of it and smirked as he swiped though the pictures. She sent multiple pictures at once to both of them.
Multiple pictures of Reader on their shared bed, selfies of her sitting on it. A few where just of her in regular clothing but more exposed angles of her cleavage. The photos got more and more naughty as they scrolled though them. Ina few she had her face in them smiling at the camera. Then the pics started to change. She was taking bits of clothes off every picture. Shoes, shirt and pants where gone.
Then she was just in a lacy lingerie set that they had never seen her wear before. They don’t even remember seeing it in their closet. She must have gone out and bought it by herself just for them. Hawk bit his lip as he scrolled to the more hot and sexy pictures she had taken for them.
She was in different positions, sitting and laying down on the bed. Then the bra was off, her fat tits where plump and hung heavy on her chest. Her nipples where hard like she had been playing with them for the picture. Then her underwear was off. She displayed her pussy out for them. Wet and glistening in the camera flash. She played with herself, her fingers covered in her own pussy juice.
The picture chain ended with a simple text.
“Hope the class is going good, can’t wait to see you at home later. I’ll be waiting. Xoxo Reader~”
Robby smirked as he put his phone back in his pocket, he did his best to try and cover his half hard cock that stirred in his pants. Hawk clearly doing the same.
“What was that about?”
“We just have to be home on time, Reader needs help with something at the house. She wanted to make sure we knew to come straight home after class.”
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The Hashira at the Gym
I just started going to the gym with a friend and now I have a brainworm about the Hashira and what they'd be like at the gym.
Tengen:
Tengen is a gym influencer. He's also the kind of guy who wears the tightest shirt possible every time he goes, and he spends just as much time working out as he does flexing in the mirror and taking selfies with other people. People don't mind though, because the amount of weight he can bench press is impressive. He's almost constantly on the ab machines and doing weights. This man lives off pre-workout and spends all his extra time at the gym. His girlfriends also workout, but mainly are into Pilates.
Rengoku:
This man wears muscle shirts but not because he wants to show off, just because they were on sale when he was getting gym clothes. He never skips leg day. Never. This man's thighs are sturdier than tree trunks. He could crush a watermelon between them without a second thought. Everyone loves him, even if he's a little loud. He drinks protein shakes every day, and will bring Senjuro to the gym sometimes.
Giyu:
He pretty much exclusively does treadmills and stair-steppers, but he also will use dumbbells. He only wears hoodies and basketball shorts. Headphones are in 100% of the time. Will stare at people until they are off the machine he's waiting for. Doesn't drink protein shakes, but will drink preworkout. The caffeine does not seem to affect him in the slightest.
Gyoumei:
He likes the treadmills for walking. They're meditative for him. He teaches yoga, but also does weightlifting. He can both bench-press and squat more than anyone in the gym. He has several of the same exact tracksuit for working out. Has never tried pre-workout and says he never will. He's a vegetarian and only drinks vegan protein shakes if he does drink them at all.
Shinobu:
She's into calisthenics and pilates, but mainly does a lot of running, especially on inclines. She can do the least amount of weights out of all the Hashira, but she makes up for it with endurance and speed. If she sees Giyu at the gym, she'll get on a machine next to him and make sure that she's on it longer than he is, on a harder setting. Giyu doesn't notice most of the time because he's wearing headphones, but occasionally he will and thinks that Shinobu is just being friendly and that she's trying to be his gym buddy. She is not. She's being passive aggressive.
Mitsuri:
Not an influencer, but she always wears cute matching sets in pink, green, black, or white and people assume she is. Everyone at the gym loves her. Mitsuri has a pink water bottle decorated with sakura stickers. She always has snacks on her; protein bars, protein mixes, fruit, and other goodies. She does pilates, yoga, and weightlifting (and gymnastics and ballet). Misturi surprises a lot of the new gym goers with her strength. She is regularly asked to crush watermelons between her thighs, and she loves doing it.
Obanai:
He goes to the gym only because his crush goes. He'll pick up dumbbells here and there, but mainly works out on the stair-steppers and bikes. His clothing of choice is a hoodie and joggers. Always wears a mask no matter the season or if he's sick. This man wipes down every machine and weight before and after he touches it. He has seen Misturi break open watermelons with her thighs no less than six times. He is smitten.
Sanemi:
This man works out at their weirdest hours and is never consistent with when he shows up but does appear almost every day. He does weights and calisthenics, and despite never touching pre-workout, he has incredible stamina. Sanemi wears tank tops to workout in, and half the time they're cut into v-necks because he "can't stand feeling like he's being suffocated". He's brought his brother a few times, but mostly works out alone. He has gotten in trouble for fighting a dude who was recording a girl doing squats without her knowledge.
Muichiro:
This boy does yoga and ellipticals, and not much else. He'll bike occasionally, but he only comes to the gym because his family has a gym pass and he likes to watch shows with his headphones in while he's walking or biking. Wears a t-shirt and basketball shorts, and sneakers with mismatched ankle socks. Doesn't take anything seriously, but enjoys how protein shakes taste.
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wittywallflower · 6 months
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4, 25, and 27 for the ask game?
4. mythical creature you think/believe is real?
there's a few too many cultures with dragon mythologies for me the dismiss the possibility that they once existed.
and I ironically believe in the Loch Ness monster cuz its a cute cryptid
25. would you say you have good taste in music?
No. I honestly dont really care about music. I listen to it rarely and when i do its all songs that were super popular in the decades before most of tumblr was born so i couldnt escape hearing them and they happened to be catchy enough for me to burn to a mix cd back in college that i still have in my car now
27. what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?
I really enjoy a good crop top.
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when the season allows i like to pair them with capri-length or double-cuffed denim like an respectable bisexual
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ svt maknae line: your first date
╰┈➤ summary: your first date! (obviously) so cute
╰┈➤ warnings: svt x afab, kissing, physical touch
╰┈➤ a picture is provided for every member, just for you to visualize the setting!
100-300 words per member!
a/n: i honestly had no motivation to write today.. im sorry if these seem rushed :') + for vernon and dinos, i wrote slightly differently
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dk / seokmin
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with dk, even something simple as a walk can be romantic and fun. you both agree to take an afternoon walk in a park near your place. when he arrives outside of your apartment, he gives you a quick call to come down. when you do, you see a tall figure smiling at you and holding out a small camera.
"here! i brought one of my extras so we can take pictures of each other." he was glowing, clearly just excited to see you. he leads you by the hand down the stairs, walking towards the park.
while walking, seokmin is always trying to find the best angle and pose for him to take the perfect picture of you.
"no no, a little more to the right," he says while squinting in his camera, trying not to blush from your beauty. you can't help but smile, this being the first time a boy has done something like this for you.
time flies by, and it's already sunset.
"come on, let's take a selfie next to the sunset!" you can tell he's super excited.
"but.. every time i take a selfie i look awkward." you argued
"thats insane." he protests, "you're the most prettiest girl i've ever seen. you won't look awkward."
you blushed, ultimately agreeing. he fiddles with his camera, changing the setting. when he's ready, he gently puts his arm around your shoulder and snaps the photo.
"ok lets go ba-" you're confused with seokmin's sudden behaviour.
seokmin suddenly has a serious face on, staring into your eyes. he looks down to your lips, and slowly kisses you, snapping another photo.
"now we're done."
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mingyu
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mingyu wanted to keep it classy with a movie date... except he bought all the tickets in your row so you two would be alone.
"what?? mingyu you didn't have to do this.." you were impressed to say the least. who would spend this much money on a date?
apparently that someone was mingyu, letting you pick out anything and all you wanted at the snack bar. you felt bad, and just got a popcorn and some water.
you two decided to watch the new spiderman movie, as you were both interested in marvel. during the movie, his hands were almost always touching you. (unless he was wolfing down the popcorn). on your leg, holding your arm and hand - he was definitely the most clingy person you'd ever known.
when you reached for the popcorn, you were flabbergasted to see that there was none left. you slowly turned to mingyu who was also slowly turning to you, his eyes wide open and his lips pursed.
"very funny, mingyu," you whisper, "you buy all this food for me then eat it all yourself?" you said jokingly, thinking his guilty face was cute. you ruffled his hair, giving him the sign that it was ok. he smiled like a child, then turned his attention back to the movie.
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the8 / minghao
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"the best date during the middle of winter is going ice skating" he suggested.
when you got to the skating rink, he rented skates for the both of you. before putting on his, he bends down in front of you and angles your skate so you can easily slide in. looks up and smiles, then ties the laces.
"a gentleman, i see!" you exclaim, while you stand up and try to walk with your skates on. he puts on his, and you head out to the rink.
"let me warn you," you said, "i've never been skating before. i'm horrible." he smirks saying,
"that's why i brought you here." he gently guides your hands onto the rink, tightly holding onto both. you stumble, making him laugh - his high pitched giggle filling your ears with joy. he starts skating backwards with his eyes on you as you try to keep up.
you suddenly lose balance and fall, bringing hao down with you.
"wow. did you have to bring me down too?" jokingly he punches your arm. he gets up and pulls you to him, pulling you in by the waist. he slowly skates backward, keeping you stuck on him.
"now this is the speed i wanted." you said breathily, keeping your eyes interlocked.
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seungkwan
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you loved seeing seungkwans hair flow in the warm summer breeze, right when you first met him. so when he finally asked you out on a date, you immediately suggested to go biking with him.
when you arrived at the trail, kwan was already prepping his bike for the date. he had a small basket at the front, filled with snacks and drinks for later on. his hair was a shiny blonde, his fingers running through them when he saw you.
you picked a destination and started biking. it was a surprisingly refreshing afternoon, with the sun beginning to set over the horizon. seungkwan glowed, looking and smiling at you when he caught you staring. without you knowing, he snapped a picture of you and posted it on your private story (with only his members and friends) when he got home later that day. all the members were curious:
"ooooh seungkwan got a girlfriend!!" mingyu texted in the group chat.
after a somewhat tiring bike ride, you sat down on a bench to enjoy the snacks he brought.
"you know," he said to break the silence of staring at the water, "it's my first time biking with someone else."
"well i'm glad it was me."
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vernon / hansol
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if you and vernon had a date, it would definitely be at his house watching a movie. though he's not too good at cooking, he makes popcorn and tries to bake cookies for you.
snuggled up in his blanket with the lights off, he would put on a movie, rubbing your arm or leg while watching. he would definitely not be ready to kiss you yet, so he expresses his feelings through touching you and reminding you of his presence.
at the end of the movie, he notices that you fell asleep leaning on his chest. he didn't want to wake you, so he inched his hands to the remote and turned the tv off, slowly falling asleep to your heartbeat.
since you were asleep, he snuck in a kiss on the top of your head.
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dino / chan
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he would definitely want to have a game night at his house! boardgames and snacks, and finishing the night off with a puzzle.
you ordered fried chicken to his house, surprising him. his mouth was agape, so thankful that he didn't have to cook for you (he's a horrible chef). you two happily ate the chicken while talking about funny stories.
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darkleysgarden · 1 year
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Asmodeus Facts!
As a lore person and Asmo lover, I present this.
I am willing to add more as I think of them or as they are suggested (with proof).
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1. As most people know: Asmo has canonically given Solomon hickeys before.
2. His favorite animal is a resplendent quetzal. (A bird)
3. Asmo unintentionally was a huge factor in the Trojan War starting.
4. Raphael used to scold Asmo a lot, causing him to dislike Raphael. He doesn't feel this way anymore.
5. He sleeps naked.
6. Asmo's biggest fear is turning ugly and essentially loosing all of his worth.
7. He can smell if people are romantically interested in each other.
8. He has had a face lift before.
9. A lot of fan mail is sent to the RAD suggestion box for him.
10. He is *surprisingly* not very flexible.
11. Has referred to Mc as his 'Bestie'. He and Lucifer have also said that he was madly in love with them. So... why not both?
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12. *TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER*
He panics over gaining the slightest amount, down to a kilogram of weight or a millimeter more onto his waist. He also goes on diets and refuses to eat frequently. Satan has also stated that he's seen Asmo sneak snacks in the middle of the night. All of this implies that he struggles with an eating disorder.
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13. Mammon once found a 'crazy provocative' outfit in his room that was 'FULL of holes!' (Turns out it was one of his favorite outfits chewed up by moths!)
14. In the Celestial Realm he was known as the 'Jewel of the Heavens'. Simeon states that Asmo is still constantly trying to live up to that standard.
15. Y'know how some people can tie a knot in a cherry stem? Well Asmo can tie a butterfly knot!
16. Asmo's dyed his hair pink before and presumably still does on occasions.
17. Asmo is the one who paints all the brother's nails. And this is typically done with a paint brush, not the average nail polish brush.
18. He always puts on a face mask right before he goes to bed.
19. Asmo prefers smooth red bean paste over chunky.
20. He hates being cold and the downsides of winter, like dry skin. Yet, he does love the aesthetic of winter.
21. He doesn't like carrying people as he believes it will cause him to gain muscle. He believes he's more desirable thin.
22. When he first met Solomon, he was in the middle of crying alone at a bar. Solomon came up to him to ask if he was okay. This, and the rest of their conversations that night, eventually led to their current relationship.
23. He enjoys gossiping with Satan.
24. While most demons dislike uses of pacts, Asmo finds them heavily thrilling.
25. He admits to admiring Lucifer the most.
26. Asmo believes that he can always rely on Satan.
27. Asmo enjoys hanging out with Mammon and becomes proud of him for his accomplishments. Though, he likes teasing him because it keeps him on his toes and he believes that Mammon acts the most foolish out of all of them.
28. Demon's have to give their human pact mate something to allow summonings. Asmo gifted Solomon a gigantic oil painting of himself. It was notably his favorite 'selfie' at the time.
29. He is a dog person. He prefers big dogs to little ones.
30. He's never read the student handbook despite being on the student council.
31. Is actually pretty good at juggling a ball with his feet. Good enough to score 5th place out of the 15 characters.
32. Satan has allowed him to copy off of his homework before.
33. His birthday is May 15th, making him a Taurus.
34. He put together Levi's human world outfit.
35. He hates his true demon form, something Mammon often jokes about.
36. Asmo is the weakest brother in terms of strength. He gets worn out incredibly easily. (Maybe because of fact 12 and your refusal to gain muscle or weight. What am I going to do with you, love?)
37. A large amount of his fan base calls him 'daddy'.
38. He frequently teases Levi about having no friends.
39. Really good at rock-papper-scissors.
40. Doesn't really care what happens to him as long as he looks cute during. Even if it's a terrible curse.
41. He is an extremely emotional drunk. He will start sobbing when intoxicated in the slightest.
42. He is not ashamed about his own dirty mind. He even calls out Mammon for having one too.
43. Ass or Tits? Asmo chooses ass.
44. Doodles in textbooks. He even left a kiss mark in Solomon's once when borrowing it.
45. Lucifer practically goes, "Keep the door open" Whenever he catches Solomon, Mc, or anyone else hanging out with Asmo.
46. Isn't good at silly faces. He ends up looking gorgeous instead of silly.
47. Can be horrifying when angry. Beel is more scared of an angry Asmo than an angry Lucifer.
48. Mc is practically the first ever person to like him romantically and not sexually. He has said that no one before Mc has ever complimented his personality before, only his looks.
49. Loves bonding with his brothers even if they're completely opposite of him. He remembers more about Ruri-chan than any of the other brothers (hinted at) just because he actually cares to listen to Levi and bond with him.
50. What part of his body does he wash first when bathing? Well, you'll have to bathe with him to find out~
51. He held his first Asmofest/Asmo gathering 7 days after his birth. These are now held several times a month. He spends time with people he likes, usually drinking. Lucifer is present at most of them.
52. Asmo once wished to have 8 heads. His brother's made him give up on this dream.
53. Asmo requested that Levi write him a novel. This novel was called Space Pajama Party: The Great Beauty War. The hero of the stories name was 'The Hero'. The Hero is based off of MC and the character Atan is based off Levi.
54. According to Asmo, he looks best shot from the left at about a 40 degree angle.
55. It's highly likely that Asmo was the main designer for the guest/Mc's room. Comparing his room to the room, his influence is obvious.
56. He owns an absurd amount of clothes, beauty products, and bathing products.
57. He is terrible at remembering stuff about other people. He even failed a quiz about Solomon, who he considers himself to be insanely close to (This, presumably, does not apply to MC).
58. He works as an influencer on DevilTube and Devilgram. He also does designing. He designs products, clothes, etc. These designs are most notably shown at Majolish but can be seen all around the Devildom. He usually doesn't get paid in grimm for designing, receiving products, and samples instead. He says he prefers that in all honesty (He'd just buy the stuff with grimm anyway).
59. He used to be close to Belphie back in the Celestial Realm. Beel even said that Belphie was practically glued to Asmo's hip.
60. Asmo is the one who came up with the name 'Team Solomon'. Barbatos wasn't a big fan of the name.
61. He was implied to have fucked Santa Claus
62. Even though he is the shortest brother, he often looks taller because he wears heels.
63. Asmodeus knew of Solomon's horrible cooking skills before any of the others. When Solomon tried to serve everybody at the Demon Lord's castle, he purposefully didn't eat any of Solomon's cooking.
64. Asmo is really sensitive about his brother's compliments. One compliment from any of them could bring him to tears easily.
65. During the retreat to the Demon Lord's castle, Asmo becomes heavily affectionate for MC. One of the things he first does is inspect them head to toe, checking their ears, teeth, fingers, etc. This supports him saying that he wishes to know EVERYTHING about MC and potentially any other lover.
66. He doesn't like washing the dishes because it makes his skin rough.
67. To some peoples surprise, he is really good with kids. He even worked with them in the human world. Though, Satan commented that he wouldn't trust his kid with Asmo. He also often makes inappropriate jokes in front of Luke. But, he just shrugs them off and tells Luke that he'll understand when he's older.
68. Asmo enjoys "healing music"
69. (😏) He's a switch. He's quoted to have said, "I'll make you squeal for me!" As well as, "You wanna try some other spots too? Go ahead, I'm all yours." These are two of many lines that help imply this.
70. Despite what many think, he does have standards. He also is not appreciative of randomly being used as an object of beauty or sex. Though he's admitted that he can easily see the good in everyone and finds everyone a little bit attractive in their own way. He also says that he flirts with people so often because his happiness spreads to others and ends up making more people happy. So many people like him, because he likes so many people. Simple as that. But, this doesn't mean he will appreciate just anybody.
71. He didn't have an Asmo gathering for an entire year after the fall. His first one was held with MC as an honorary guest. Solomon couldn't make it.
72. He's implied to like fortune and horoscopes.
73. He doesn't like shopping with 'drab' shopping bags.
74. Asmo tends to photobomb and photo taken around him because he believes he is the most photo-worthy person/thing in the area.
75. He's seen to be unapologetic to any exes he has. He may even flirt with them despite them being annoyed with him.
76. Asmo is seen to heavily miss the Celestial Realm after falling. He repressed most of the feelings for awhile, but they overwhelmed him the first time he saw Simeon and Luke after everything happened.
77. He listed his pronouns on his FabSnap account as Fab/ulous
78. Asmo had trouble calling him and his brothers 'demons' instead of 'angels' for a while after falling.
79. He frequently calls Solomon 'his'.
80. He has a pair of flower earrings that he wears all the time.
81. Asmo, along with his brothers, have all experienced hate for being angels, ex-angels, and demons in different contexts.
82. He has an entire photo album dedicated to photos of himself as an angel.
83. Asmo is not only lustful, but has shown many signs of bloodlust. He even brings up ripping out MC's heart and tearing it open to see if they were telling the truth.
84. He openly admits to being turned on at random.
85. While his brothers fight over bathing order, Asmo likes to go have a nice long bath in his own bathroom just to taunt them.
86. Asmo is pansexual. Good for him.
87. He gets insecure if he doesn't get reassured of MC's love constantly. He texts demanding 'I love yous' and demands compliments.
88. Asmo likes to wear what Mammon calls 'skimpy underwear'.. (And more lingerie!)
89. He very rarely gets more than annoyed. Very rarely even gets annoyed. He isn't seen transforming into his demon form at all during the main story out of anger (And so far from what I've played in Nightbringer). Though, I have seen him transform once in a Devilgram, but he quickly calmed down in seconds.
90. Asmo thinks that drool is unattractive on a man (probably any other gender too, he didn't clarify). He often tells Beel this as a life lesson. (This also presumably does not apply to sex.)
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91. Solomon has a very hard time saying no to Asmo
92. When giving out gifts, they frequently feature his face. If you're lucky, you may even find yourself with a nice new set of lingerie.
93. Asmo is good at singing, writing, and composing songs. Anywhere from a ballad to hard metal. He even sings live!
94. Solomon once gifted him bath salts made by an incubus. The affect of the charm was SO STRONG that Asmo had to drink an antidote made by Solomon. (It tasted surprisingly good)
95. Asmo is insecure about the fact that he is unable to use his charm ability on MC.
96. In Nightbringer, Satan says that Asmo is the brother he hates the least.
97. Asmo's favorite way to spend his birthday is with people close to him, not with big parties.
98. Asmo really dislikes bugs.
99. Asmo has gathered so many products that he can find something in his collection that works for people with completely different hair and skin from him.
100. He loves flowers, candles, soaps, whatever smell-filled things he can find. (Me who takes allergy medicine on the daily: bro you're gonna murder me the second I step foot in your room.)
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Dangie Headcanons for my blog cuz I can’t shut up about them
- They share one braincell. You’ll find these bitches up at 2am air frying lunchables
- Angie is absolutely 100% the closet stealer. When Daniela gets new clothes- it’s THEIR new clothes.
- Which is ironic because Angie is the one who knows fashion, Daniela doesn’t know shit lmao she’ll walk into a conference wearing sweatpants.
- The way they dance together is very similar in style to west coast swing, although neither one of them learned how to dance.
- Angie is the spider killer. Daniela has crippling arachnophobia (all the Dimitrescu sisters do).
- After they became a thing, they’ve both began to noticeably drink less. They claim it’s because they spend more time on dates, but in reality it’s because they wanna live together for as long as possible.
- Daniela is the cook and learned all of Angie’s fave dishes from Donna.
- They absolutely communicate with extreme baby talk gibberish at random.
- Angie’s abandonment issues and massive anxieties never fully went away, but Daniela continues to work with her on them.
- Similarly Daniela’s feeling of inferiority and lack of individuality are being tended to by Angie.
- “Hello this is my ex-friend” “stop introducing me like that! She’s my girlfriend”
- Swap jewelry all the time, specifically necklaces. Angie’s necklace was originally her mothers, so it’s a special moment whenever she lets Daniela wear it.
- Call each other by their own last names sometimes (i.e. Daniela Beneviento and Angie Dimitrescu), but before Alcina started getting a fucking grip on being a mom, Daniela was seriously considering dropping the Dimitrescu name
- Angie is a switch but tends to favour bottom, strictly a little spoon though
- Hands. Just. Hands. They’ll play with each other’s hands, fiddle their fingers together, run the palms with the pads of their thumbs, actively search to hold each other’s hands, grip onto them instinctively- hands is their ultimate physical affection tool.
- Angie is laughably awful with a skateboard. Daniela likes to annoy her about it.
- They don’t do chores. They’ll wait for the last possible minute to finally give in and do it. They will wear the last clean pair of pants for as long as fucking possible before they do laundry.
- Snacks are hidden around the house. You could be talking with one of them and suddenly the other is getting up to grab protein bars out of a vase.
- Daniela is a middle of the bed sleeper and Angie tends to curl around the edge of the bed
- On the topic of that, Daniela is a deep sleeper and Angie is a really light sleeper. Yes, Angie has a lot of selfies and pics of her sleeping girlfriend.
- Matching pfps on everything! They also tend to put the stupidest pictures of the other as their phone wallpaper- and their nicknames for each other in their phones are also stupidly romantic.
- Their text history is the most entertaining thing to read. They’ll go back to read it pretty often, and screenshot their favourite parts.
- Angie is the aesthetic selfie sender and Daniela tends to reply with an in-the-moment unflattering selfie without a second thought.
- When Angie is actually focusing really hard on something, she makes this face that Daniela is just absolutely enthralled by. Like. Oh my god. That’s my girlfriend.
- Deeply protective of each other and possessive. Angie is definitely the more jealous one.
- Fun fact: originally Angie and Daniela’s routes were planned to take place and interconnect with a cat cafe plot. I still have a PNG of an Angie sprite where she’s holding a cat. Therefore they’re both cat people. Hands down.
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avengerscompound · 2 months
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The Interview - Chapter 14
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The Interview - A Captain America Fanfic
Masterlist PREVIOUS //
Rating:  E
Warnings: smut (MF, vaginal sex)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Melody Danes
Word Count: 1879
Summary:  Melody Danes gets the break of a lifetime when as a lowly intern, she’s assigned to write a profile piece on Captain America.  Steve Rogers is a hard man not to fall for and as she and Melody get closer and Melody’s career takes off, jealousy leads to sabotage, and the potential to bring her whole world crashing down.
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Chapter 14
When Melody and Bobbi were settled into their new apartment, they held a housewarming party.  It was a celebration of both the move and the change in their lives.  Melody was well and truly in the depths of her new job, and Bobbi had quit hers at the bar.  They were both in serious relationships.  Things were changing for both of them in good ways and they wanted to celebrate that with their favorite people.
The apartment wasn’t large but the pair set things up with music, drinks, pizza, and other snacks.  Melody couldn’t help but think about the parties she’d had back in college.  The only thing missing was the keg.  Maybe one day she’d be the dinner party type, but apparently, that wasn’t the case yet.
Most of Bobbi and Melody’s friends showed up before Steve or Bucky got there, and as Melody surveyed the room she started to worry Bucky and Steve were going to feel out of place.  Or worse, that their friends wouldn’t be able to be normal about them being there.  Neither man seemed like the type to go to a bunch of parties where everyone crammed into a tiny apartment and drank beer out of solo cups.  Maybe they’d be the cookout types, but not this.  Add to that both were famous superheroes and Melody and Bobbi’s friends were pretty far from famous, they could get swarmed and asked for selfies or autographs, even if they had all given the talk about treating Steve and Bucky like normal people.
“You think Bucky and Steve will be okay?” Melody said as she moved up beside Bobbi.
Bobbi turned and shrugged, her face scrunching up a little.  “It might be a little much for Buck.  He has come to the bar to see me a few times, but he didn’t seem to like the crowds or how loud it got.”
“It’s not going to get so loud here,” Melody said.  “And it’s not super crowded.”
“Yeah but the crowd might be more intent on him than they are at Stonewall,” Bobbi said.  “He’s okay with people wanting to meet him, but I think if they’re all over him, it might not be easy on him.”
Melody frowned.  “Steve’s used to it, but he goes into work mode.  I really don’t think this will be his scene.”
She shrugged.  “Can’t change everything about yourself for him right?  It’s one night.”
Melody sighed and nodded.  “Yeah.  I guess you’re right.  I’m sure he’s been to worse events than this.”
“I mean, I can guarantee they both have,” Bobbi joked.  “That’s kind of their job.”
The men arrived not too much later along with Sam Wilson.  There had been a hope that they’d be able to talk him into coming.  Melody and Bobbi had invited Matthew along and the group was hoping they might hit it off.
“You made it!” Melody said, practically skipping over to the door.  She wrapped her arms around Steve’s waist and got up on her tiptoes to steal a quick kiss.
“We wouldn’t miss it,” Steve assured her.
She pulled back and gestured the three in.  “Come in, come in.  Let me get you all a drink.”
“I might go find, Bobbi,” Bucky said, looking around.
“She’s in the kitchen,” Melody said, patting his metal arm as he passed.
“You sure this place isn’t exceeding capacity,” Sam joked, following her to the makeshift bar set up on a side table.
“Oh yeah, I’m sure the fire marshal will be very upset with us,” Melody joked. “What can I get you both?  No wait, you know what, let me introduce you to someone.”  She looked around and spotted Matthew by the window.  She waved to him. “Matt.  Matthew.  Come make some drinks for my friends.”
Matthew came sidling over.  He was wearing black jeans and a black fishnet shirt that showed off his toned physique.  He was practically glowing as he approached.  “Hey.  Is this the beau I’ve been hearing so much about?”
“It is,” Melody said.  “Matt, this is Steve.  Steve - Matt used to work with Bobbi as Stonewall.  And Matt, this is Sam Wilson.”
Matt smiled and held out his hand. “It’s a real pleasure,” he said as he shook Steve’s hand and lingered as he shook Sam’s.  “I mean it.  A real pleasure.  All you guys do for the world.  I’m honored.”
“I’ve been meaning to get to Stonewall,” Sam said and looked at Steve.  “That’s a big historical site.  It was the site of some riots in 1969 because the police kept raiding it.  It’s publicly recognized as the start of the gay rights movement.  It was a popular gay bar at the time.”
“Still is,” Matt said.  “And I’d love for you to come by.  I’d buy you your first drink.”
Sam smiled and gave him a small nod. “Then I’ll have to get out there soon,” he said.
“So,” Mat said, clapping his hands together.  “Can I make you both a drink?”
“I’m not much of a cocktail drinker,” Steve said.
“Then I know exactly what to make you,” Matt said and grabbed the rye whiskey.  He mixed up a Manhattan for Steve and then an old fashioned for Sam.  As he was mixing the old-fashioned, Melody led Steve over to the food, just to give the two men some room to get to know each other.
“You think they’ll hit it off?” Steve asked, looking over at them.
Melody shrugged.  “I hope so.  Matt’s a really good guy and pretty political.  He goes to a lot of rallies and protests.  But there is a big gap in lifestyle between bartender and Avenger.”
“That’s true, but the same can be said for a journalist and Avengers and we’re doing well aren’t we?”
She smiled and tucked herself into his side. “I like to think so.”
“Yeah, me too,” he said and looked down at her.  “I love you, you know?”
Melody blinked up at him.  She hadn’t been expecting that at all, especially not in the middle of a crowded room while a Hozier cover of an Arctic Monkeys’ song played.
“You don’t have to say it back,” he said.  “I just wanted to make sure you knew.”
“No, no, no,” she said quickly, reaching up and cupping his cheek. “I just wasn’t expecting it here.  I pictured you being the big declaration of love type.  But this is better.  I love you too.”
He put his drink down and leaned in, kissing her deeply.  His hands went to her cheeks, cradling her jaw as his thumbs stroked her skin.  She felt like she was floating.  She was in love with Steve Rogers and he loved her right back.  Even if she still had the occasional frat house-style party.  She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him in closer to her.  Steve pulled back a little and looked down at her.
“Don’t get yourself too worked up there,” he teased.
“Me?” she yelped. “You started it.”
“I can sure you, ma’am, I would never,” he teased.
“Come with me,” she said, taking his hand and leading her toward her room.  He laughed quietly and shook his head as he followed along.
She closed the door behind him and put her hands on his chest.  “Couldn’t wait at all, huh?” Steve teased, his arms circling her waist and pulling her close. “Was it the ma’am that got you all hot and bothered?”
She laughed.  “It was absolutely not the ma’am,” she said. “I would be happy if you never called me ma’am ever again.”
He laughed and leaned in and kissed her, his hands sliding down over her ass and back up under her skirt, smoothing over the lace of her panties.  She pushed her ass into his hands as her hands trailed down to his belt.  “Steve,” she whispered.  “I want you to fuck me against the wall.”
“Your wish is my command,” he teased and kissed her again, backing her up against the door.
She hastily pulled down her panties without breaking the kiss, and Steve chased her lips as she ducked down to push them past her knees, but they never once broke apart.  As she pulled down her panties, Steve unfastened his pants, and when his cock was free, he fished in his pocket and pulled out a condom.
Melody took it from him and tore it open.  When she’d rolled it in place, he lifted her suddenly and pressed her against the wall.  With a quick stroke, he was inside her, and her moan was being muffled by his lips as a jolt ran straight up her spine.
Steve didn’t give her any time to adjust, he just started to thrust into her, each stroke shoving her against the wall. She clung to him, her nails digging into the corded muscles on his back as he fucked her.  They continued to kiss, using it to muffle their moans.  Steve’s movements were frantic and unrestrained.  He fucked her fast and deep, trying to make this quick, so they don’t draw too much attention to themselves.
Steve kissed along Melody’s jaw. “Touch yourself,” he whispered, his voice a low gravel against her ear.
She shivered and slid a hand between their bodies and began to play with her clit.  He began to suck on her pulse point and his hands tightened on her hips.  With all the different points of stimulation, Melody quickly began to fall apart.  Her whole body buzzed as hot currents ran up and down her spine, and spread out through her like wildfire.  Her head fell back against the door and she clenched her teeth as she bit back a moan.  It made her whole body clench and she bucked against Steve, as her orgasm rapidly approached.
She stopped rubbing her clit, and grabbed Steve’s face, pressing her forehead against his, and looking deep into his eyes.  “I love you, Steve,” she moaned.  “Fuck, Steve.  I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” he said, his hips stuttering.  “Melody.  Sweetheart.  You’re my heart.”
He kissed her again, and she pushed her hands into his hair as she kissed back frantically and needily, nipping and sucking at his lips.  Her orgasm hits, taking her over completely and she shudders against the door as her toes curl and her cunt clenches and squeeze Steve’s cock, milking him.
Steve’s hips stuttered as her orgasm brought his on too, his balls tightened and he jerked forward, shoving her hips against the door as he came, his cock pulsing inside her.
They stayed like that as Steve’s cock emptied and then stilled.  Their kissing went from frantic and passionate to deep and tender, and very slowly Steve slipped from inside her and set her on her feet.
“I love you,” Melody whispered as she finally broke the kiss.
Steve smiled softly and brushed her hair back from her face.  “I love you too, Mel,” he said and pecked her lips once more.  “Now, we better straighten up and get back to that party or they’re gonna know what we’re up to.”
“Good idea,” she said and stole one last kiss.  She didn’t have the heart to tell him, they all likely already knew.
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community gang x reader / britta x reader
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ask: Hey! Could I maybe request a part 2 for the britta sibling hcs where reader bonds with the group and they each help reader with their depression and Britta too of course! Sorry if a slight retread! I just love how you write britta and R!
(Part one to this is here)
- Abed is definitely the kind of friend to sit with you when you’re struggling. He’s not the one to drag you outside, or force you to drink more water. He just shows up and Britta lets him in and you guys sit on your bed and watch the show that Abed knows will make you feel a little bit better. He offers up bits of trivia to make sure you don’t zone out and even gets you to split a pack of noodles with him.
- Whenever you’re with the group and feeling down, Shirley has a habit of pulling you aside to ask if you’re okay. It’s a little embarrassing because she’s not super subtle, but you appreciate how quickly she always clocks it. She hugs you like a mom and holds your hand like a sister, and tells you that you’re gonna be alright.
- When she pulls you aside, Britta usually does something stupid to distract the group a bit while you guys talk, so you’re not too embarrassed.
- Troy is a higher-energy companion. He likes to be the one who comes over in the middle of the night and makes you guys laugh so hard you wake Britta up and she comes in but instead of being upset she just suggests you all order delivery and you stay up half the night bent over laughing with the both of them.
- Annie is definitely more solution based, and I love her for it. She brings an extra water bottle for you because she knows you don’t drink enough. She has granola bars and fruit snacks in her purse that she pretends are for everyone, but you know they’re just for you. She also for sure helps you clean your room when it gets too overwhelming, with no judgement and no snide comments, just trash bags and a laundry basket and a Sunday where she has no plans.
- Jeff pretends like he doesn’t care, but not even he is buying it. One time when you were sitting in on a study sesh, you get a text from him that just says ‘You good?’ and one time when you said ‘Yeah’ he says ‘Meet me @ water fountain in two mins’ and when you get there, he crosses his arms and stares until you sigh and your voice breaks and your eyes get watery. His face falls and he starts backtracking, “Wait, don’t do that.” and when you start sniffling he sighs reluctantly and in an effort to stop the tears, offers up his arms. When you hug him tightly, he pats you semi-awkwardly on the head, not quite sure what he’s supposed to do now.
- After a minute, you scurry away in an embarrassed rush. But after that, he’s gentler with you. He never asks straight up, but he texts versions of ‘Holding up?’ more and more often. Britta warned you one night that you really shouldn’t tell anyone else about him caring, because he will resort to blackmail.
- Every once in a while, when Britta realizes it’s getting bad, she comes home with a box cake mix and the snacks you guys loved as little kids. It’s always enough to get you out of bed, and you guys spend the evening ‘cooking’ as best you can and eating snacks and face-timing the study group so they can see your creation. The selfie of both of you with frosting on your faces is your wallaper for a long time.
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