#sweers family

[sweagen]

#had to go to a&w #but I found sweer potato #also here’s a pic of the family that started the brand

[lavenderlive]

hi! Can I get Hajun, Kanata, Reo and Nayuta with a sweet and cute reader? If that’s too much then just Hajun is okay! Also, you can ignore this if you want, thank you!

☾ | Sweet and Cute Reader (Hajun, Reo, cozmez)

(hellooo I didn't want to leave this comment till the end just in case you got confused but I interpreted your prompt a little differently because the request is a bit vague , I interpreted as “reader who is sweer/affectionate and dresses up in cute fashion” I hope you don’t mind!)

Hajun Yeon

You were a complete contrast to Hajun’s sadistic yet prince-like nature, he couldn’t help but tease you when you happily accepted one of his requests. However, he doesn’t let anyone else take advantage of your kindhearted nature, easily driving them away with his glare. 

Hajun finds it cute that you want to match outfits with him whenever you two go out on dates together, he could easily pull off any outfit you picked out for him even though they might not be his personal style. You loved seeing Hajun dressed up in clothes that make you feel happy and wanted to share that part with him!

You often showered Hajun with words of affection so casually because you genuinely love him a lot, he usually takes your compliments well replying with a simple “thank you” keeping his cool personality. You can’t help but chuckle softly at him when he does try to hide his flustered face with his typical closed eyed smile. 

Reo Maruyama

No one is cuter than himself but he will make an exception just for you, you’re the (second) cutest in his eyes. He thinks you're cute but not as cute as him lol. He adores the way you dress and compliments your outfits and how you look regularly whenever you two see each other, asking you where you got a certain piece of clothing. 

Reo is mischievous, when he gets into trouble or into a fight with Satsuki he immediately rushes into your arms and hopes that you take his side of the argument which you often do. In cases where you don’t take his side, you tell him off in a polite way and afterwards give him a headpat and let him get away with whatever mischief he caused.

You’re willing to go to most places with Reo, his favorite place to hang out with you is the arcade. Plenty of games to play together and surrounded by crane games filled with cute animal plushies, it's like both of your interests in one place! Reo is good at these types of stuff and has won multiple prizes from them, you two have matching stuffed animals that you sew clothes for and make sure it is in good condition.

Kanata Yatonokami

When you two stood next to each other, you were like the sun and he was like a rain cloud due to the way you two were dressed. You tried to convince Kanata to match with you but he did not like wearing all the frills and ribbons you typically wore, standing in front of the mirror with a frown on his face and a cute bow tied on his hair. 

Kanata is not used to being treated so sweetly and kindly by another person other than like Nayuta but that was in a familial way. So it took some time for him to get used to being treated like this by you because he assumes that you were looking down at him. 

He won’t openly admit it but he also appreciates the little things you do for him such as preparing him water or snacks when he has awoken from his nap. Hiding his appreciation with his usual cold attitude by telling you that he could’ve just done it himself or he doesn’t need it and shoos you away. He doesn’t like being disturbed when focused on composing a song which you respect and give him privacy when needed. 

Kanata Yatonokami

Unlike Kanata, he got used to your kind hearted nature quickly and loves being spoiled with your attention which you gave when he asked.

You also let him nap on your lap like he was a cat, not daring to move a single inch because you didn’t want to wake him up. Which left you stuck in that position for a couple of hours until he woke up, greeting him with a forehead kiss.

Your favorite activity together is to stroll around the streets and look at the clothes displayed on the window. Nayuta is in charge of cozmez’s outfits for performances and usually finds outfits alone if Kanata was busy that day so it was nice to have someone else around. Somedays you two would come empty handed, just gathering ideas from the cases. Other days he makes you carry all his bags of clothes (including your own stuff)

Admin Comments: my first request! Thank youu for requesting^^ I hope this is ok! Have a great day (..◜ᴗ◝..)

#paradox live x reader #paralive x reader #pararai x reader #hajun yeon x reader #reo maruyama x reader #kanata yatonokami x reader #nayuta yatonokami x reader

[lotusmi]

BABE! You are sooo damn hard working!!! I love you! Literally! It’s been over 6 months I have been “trying” to enter the void state.I am literally crying right now just thinking that I’ll get everything from my void list manifested tonight😭😭😭! I don’t wanna repeat my old story but I was kind of losing it! I literally was I had no job & nothing to look forward it’s been 6 months that I haven’t hung out with anyone but my family because A- I don’t have friends & B- most of my clg mates (who already are working) think I am totally loser & don’t wanna hang out with me. I am super happy that it’s the last day of this life. From tomorrow I’ll going to be someone who has friends & I’ll have a great Sunday date! I am also looking forward to dating my crush!❤️ how about a Sunday dinner with me?! I am toooooo exited!❤️😘

hahaha ohh!! you are soo funny and sweer??? I am so happy for you angel!! I am super excited too!!! wait a dinner with u? 😳 hhaha 💓💓you got this and you are right!! old story is dead!

[dumbsack]

Warning: I like to doodle on my phone even though I'm not really good at it. Also, this post is gonna be about some dumb Rabite OC, so... Uh... Yeah.

It's almost been a year since I (well, pop, too) made up some ridiculously adorable Rabite OC for Duran and Angela to share as a pet/son and kickstart their """""secret""""" relationship. It was a rough month, so writing about an adorable little critter (and writing my otp doing cute autumn things and making out in a pile of leaves) helped things feel a little better.

so, here are some misc doodles from the past year or so I did while me and pop shaped this little sweer potato into... Something. A character?

Cider was kind of an accident. While writing Fall I was like "oh heck, pop, dude, I want something to interrupt them when they're making out, otherwise I'm gonna have to write smut and I'm not ready for that level of commitment yet".

Pop, he's my man, my dawg, my ace in the hole, my sigma reader, a genius! (It's why I steal his ideas for stories, bahaha). He says, "Why not have the Rabite that pops out of the pile of leaves and spooks Angela earlier interrupt them?"

Boom. And then I thought about the little Rabite following them back to Valsena and then...

Oogh. This is rough, but it's one of the first doodles I did, trying to figure out how to like... Draw the characters...

Man, Cider is HUGE! that was before...

... In Spring Forward I had Duran compare Cider's previous size/shape to a sweet potato because I didn't really know what else to use (and sweet potato is a fun word) so, retroactively, baby Cider is the size of a sweet potato. Cider picked up some bad habits from his parents, it seems. He's supposed to be roughly 3 months old when they find him (the actual first time they find him, though, he's like, two weeks old, tops).

sweer potato

This doodle long existed before the Kirby crossover fic. Oh, poor Duran. He really wanted those bladed shoes.

L. "SHE'S A WITCH!"

R. Cider likes to snooze in his papa's hair.

One of my favorite traits about Cider is, even though he's domesticated, he still has a little tiny Rabite pea brain, so sometimes he doesn't quite comprehend things. Like, Rabite Slippers, or plushies.

"MY SON IS FAT! AND PINK! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!?" -Duran

Actually, in the final version of Spring Forward, I took out the fat descriptor for Cider when he boomfs into a Silktail. I forget why. Pop thought it was funny. Some of the doodles we traded at that time were FAT Cider. It was a good time. I think this is when we started giving him a bowtie, too.

Warm weather = bowties

Cold weather = scarf

the after effects of getting swallowed and spit out by a world-destroying god and eating Super spicy curry can be pretty devastating. That Kirby crossover was a fun fic to write. I reeeally wanted Duran and Angela to avoid meeting Kirby directly.

I wasn't kidding when I said I was in tears writing the (temporary) departure. Heck, dude. I draw/imagine Cherry a little more close to what Rabites are supposed to look like... or, I try to. Cider has big, floppy ears, while she has the more traditional triangular ones. (Cider's weirdass family is probably going to have to be a separate post because I hit image limit and there's too much to explain)

Anyway, I love Rabites. Why do we have to fight them? It's not right, man. How can I, or anyone, in good conscience, fight something that is JUST TRYING TO SLEEP AND HAS THE CUTEST LITTLE SNORES AND HOPS AROUND AND WIGGLES ITS EARS LIKE IT'S DANCING

ISHII! YOU ARE A MONSTER! A MONSTERRRRRRRGHHHHHGGRFGHHHHHHhhhhhhhhrrghhr

#trials of mana #oc #original rabite OC donut steel #duran/angela #ramblings #fanfic #fan art #rabites

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Manson told the 1869 inquiry into the Colony's police:

There was no police protection whatever there. The police were down at Sweer's Island . . . and Uhr, when he was in town, was the companion of the whole of them.

He was hail-fellow-well-met with the whole of them?

Yes; and in horse-racing, &c.

Do you think that Mr Landsborough knew of those proceedings in the town?

I do not know how it could be otherwise; but, I think he would be utterly powerless to prevent anything, in the then state of affairs.

Were you a witness to any infraction of the law?

Yes, to the setting fire of the water-closets and so on; and the attack on the black fellow – and fights innumerable. Then, for a week or two, the place would be as quiet and well conducted as the city of Brisbane. It was such a place that – I heard Mr. Sharkey say so – he would not act there as a magistrate.

Have you any notion why?

I think that Uhr would not assist him. Uhr was as much opposed to him as the roughest men in the place could be.

"Killing for Country: A Family History" - David Marr

#book quotes #killing for country #david marr #nonfiction #alexander manson #60s #1860s #19th century #inquiry #police #sweers island #wentworth d'arcy uhr #william landsborough #arson #fighting #indigenous australians #aboriginal australian #brisbane #gulf of carpentaria #meanjin #qld #queensland #australia #john sharkey #questions

[rausule]

Prominente Gereformeerde Protestante

bevrediging in solitarias se bestaan, het hy opgemerk. As dit die geval was, was die enigste vraag wat nog gevra moes word: Watter skepsels dink ons ​​het God bedoel om te skep? Nou kan Hy nie volmaakte wesens skep nie, want in wese is volmaaktheid uniek as Hy volmaakte wesens geskep het, Hy sou eenvoudig ander wesens wat identies aan Homself by Homself gevoeg het.Die gevolgtrekking is dus voor die hand liggend: Hy moet onvolmaakte wesens skep. Almagtige Geregtigheid, wat voor die ondraaglike impasse van 'n eensame bestaan ​​in die gesig gestaar word, word uit die aard van dinge gedwing om die hospitaal in Scutari te skep. Ons weet nie of hierdie argumente die vakmanne tevrede gestel het nie, want slegs baie min eksemplare van 'n private uitgawe is van die bundel gedruk. ’n Afskrif is aan Mill gestuur, wat met ’n uiters hoflike brief geantwoord het. Hy kon egter nie vermy om te bely dat die bewys van die bestaan ​​van God wat die skrywer gelewer het, hom nie van die verkeerde oortuig het nie. Die Nagtegaal was verbaas en vererg en moes om haar rekening van plan verander, want 'n meer oortuigende bewys van die bestaan ​​van God kon beswaarlik gegee word. A bene, het hy uitgewys, vereis 'n wetgewer. Wel, die Heelal is vol wette: die gravitasiewet, die wet van tertium non datur en vele ander, dit volg dat die Heelal 'n wetgewer het: en watter ander bewys het Mill geëis as hy nie daarmee tevrede was nie?

Miskien kon Mill gevra het hoekom die argument nie tot sy logika gebring is nie

afsluiting. Dit is duidelik dat as ons na analogie met menslike instellings moet redeneer, ons in gedagte moet hou dat wette in werklikheid nie deur wetgewers opgelê word nie, maar deur die Parlement goedgekeur word. Maar Nightingale, met al haar ervaring van die openbare lewe, het nooit opgehou om die feit te oorweeg dat God dalk nie 'n parlementêre monargie is nie. Tog was sy opvatting van God beslis nie ortodoks nie. Hy het vir hom gevoel wat hy sou hê

kon hoor vir 'n vooraanstaande gesondheidskenner en in sommige van sy mymeringe, lyk dit of hy skaars doen

'n onderskeid tussen die Ewige Vader en riool. Soos jy deur hierdie enkele bladsye blaai, het jy

die indruk dat die Nagtegaal selfs die Almagtige met haar kloue beetgepak het en dat as Hy

hy sal nie versigtig wees nie, sy sal Hom doodmaak met die gewig van die werk

Dan, skielik, reg in die middel van sy abstrakte metafisiese ontkennings, vind daar 'n skielike wending plaas wat die leser skielik in 'n besondere en persoonlike atmosfeer dompel, deurdrenk van 'n intense ervaring wat ons met 'n fel belediging oor die posisie van die vroue in die gesig staar. die hoër klasse van die samelewing. Verwyder beide die verhewe onderwerp in die middel van die bespreking, en die vakmanne, die bitter skepsel, vir 'n honderd bladsye van digte pers, sweer teen die gees van 'n Ibsen of 'n Samuel Butler, teen die leuens van die gesinslewe, die fatuity van huwelik en die leegheid van konvensionele verhoudings. Sy wrede pen, geskud deur intieme woede, beskryf met bytende frases die vreesaanjaende lot van 'n jong enkellopende vrou, wat aan 'n ryk familie behoort: dit is 'n ware cri du coeur. Dan kom hy skielik weer terug om die vakmanne te onderrig oor die wese van Almagtige Geregtigheid.

Sy verstand was in werklikheid meer geneig om die konkrete resultate en onaangename aspekte van die huidige lewe te ontleed as om 'n samehangende stelsel van filosofie te bou. Ten spyte van sy respek vir goddelike wette, het hy nie op sy gemak gevoel met veralgemenings nie.Alhoewel die groot prestasie van sy lewe dus geleë was in die enorme stukrag wat aan die wetenskaplike behandeling van siekte gegee is, was 'n ware begrip van die wetenskaplike metode as sodanig 'n lang ver weg van sy karakter. Soos baie groot manne van aksie (en miskien almal) was sy bloot 'n empiris. Hy het geglo in wat hy gesien het, en daarvolgens opgetree; verder kon hy nie gaan nie. Hy het gevind dat in Scutari die lug || vars en ligte peper het effektief bygedra tot die voorkoming van die siektes waarmee dit te doen gehad het; en dit

#afrikaans #south africa #prominente Gereformeerde Protestante #prominente Gereformeerde #uniek #God bedoel

[mystoriesnotover3110]

Happy Birthday to my future wife, wow, what the last ten months nearly have been with you is more than what I could have imagined, you know through all the heart aches and trauma I’ve been through, I’m so grateful it lead me to you, foodlion brought us together, and what I have with you I’ve dreamt of my entire life, some one to be my best friend my shoulder to cry on and my partner to walk through every thing with, you and I have a relationship I could never explain and one I honestly can say was worth it all to have, I can’t wait to walk down this roller coaster I call life, with you by my side, and I’m so blessed and happy you said yes!! i love you more than I could write ✍️ more than I could speak, you are someone I couldn’t have imagined for myself, you know I’m glad to join our families and even though there were people not there that I wish could be I know they were there in spirt, I wish you could have meet some important people to me, but you know that their memories stay alive in me so I just wanted to wish you a VERY HAPPY 21st birthday my beautiful Fiancé… and I can’t wait to spend the rest of this life with you by my side. ❤️💍🌈😘. To the future Mrs. Hailey Elizabeth Sweers-Glisson ❤️☺️

[toaverse]

Au where Bruno never was kicked out of the family but is still abused and isloated from them. Such as he's not allowed to eat dinner with everyone. And blamed for everything thay goes wrong. Plus cute sweer baby Mirabel.

I wouldn't say abused, but he would still be treated kinda shitty by the townspeople...

He still loved his family despite them feeling uncomfortable with his negative visions, but that's okey.

Bruno would definitely be the closest to Mirabel and Dolores. The former because she was also treated differently by their family, and the latter for also thinking her gift was a curse sometimes.

Julieta would make sure that he got included in family activities and dinners, despite his fears of his visions messing it up again😊

#bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #mirabel madrigal #dolores madrigal #answered ask #toaverse answers

[navegandoaciegas]

Insatiable

Kinktober 8/31: breeding kink

Pairing: mechanic!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, explicit language, breeding kink, possessive!bucky, fluff, unprotected sex, oral sex.

Summary: You and your boyfriend want to have a baby, and he’s more than happy to keep trying.

A/N: day 8 of @itgetsdarksometimes35 spooky challenge + Kinktober.

The rich smell of motor oil and gas floods your senses the further you get inside Bucky’s shop, that same scent you’ve learnt to love on his skin when his chest presses against your face as he thrusts deep inside you, his hands digging in your hips, his whispers in your ear.

So perfect, I can’t wait to see you all swollen with my child.

You sigh at the memory, and look around cars, bikes and tools, no Bucky in sight.

“‘M here, bubbles.”

His strained voice reaches you, and you find him crouched under the hood of a car, his t-shirt long discarded somewhere in the shop, a cloth around his neck and grease and sweat all over his sculpted abs.

His denim jeans hang sinfully low on his hips, and your eyes inevitably trail down the patch of dark hair below his navel.

“That sure is a sight for sore eyes after a day of work.” you quip, stalking closer to him until your chest presses against his.

You raise a hand to his face, sweeping a tendril of chestnut hair out of his eyes. He gives you a soft smile, and gestures for you to peck his lips, which you happily do.

“You didn’t have to come tonight too sweetheart, I don’t want to take up all your nights.”

You huff, placing the bags of take out on the table nearby, unwrapping the foil containers.

You get a waft of the delicious food, and your stomach rumbles in response.

“We live together Buck, why would I stay home alone when I can be with you instead?”

Bucky beams, even if you can’t see him. He takes in the sight of you, all cute in a sundress, caring for him, bringing him food, offering your company while he works late nights.

He feels warmth blossom in his chest, and another kind of heat travel down south as his thoughts lose innocence.

Images of you wobbling around, all round with his baby, another propped in your arms. Little giggles and soft lullabies in your house, small hands clutching his, the big family he’s always dreamed about.

“So, I got tacos con carnitas, ench-”

You yelp when he spins you around, and you find yourself caged between his glistening chest and the table behind your back.

He hums, lowering his face to the side of your head, inhaling the sweet scent of your hair.

“I was thinking about a different kind of dinner, if that's alright with you bubbles.”

You giggle when he nuzzles the crook of your neck and his stubble grazes your skin, tickling you.

“You’re insatiable, Bucky Barnes.”

He chuckles, hands traveling from your waist to your ass, squeezing and kneading your soft flesh.

“You’re right, I can never get enough of you.” He murmurs against your throat, latching his mouth around your pulse point.

You let your head fall back as he keeps exploring your body, brushing his lips over your skin.

“I can never get enough of these.” He grunts, palming your breasts roughly, “This.” He keeps going, trailing kisses from your stomach to your belly.

“I can’t wait to see you all round with our baby, bubbles. All heavy with my child.”

He travels down south as your wanton moans fill the stop. You’re panting, writhing underneath his touch.

“I can never get enough of this sweet, tight pussy of yours babygirl.” He mumbles, falling to his knees and spreading your legs apart.

Your love is passionate yet gentle, and it always ends like this, either one of you on your knees, or one under the other. And you don’t mind at all.

He bunches your dress at your waist, exposing your lace thongs.

“Wore these just for me?” He asks, hooking his fingers around the waistband and pulling down, letting them pool at your feet.

“Who else would I wear them for?” You reply, feeling yourself get impatient of his teasing, your pussy throbbing in anticipation.

He slaps your ass, not satisfied with your answer, and the sound bounces off the wall.

“For you, Buck, wore these all for you, only you.” You pant, chest heaving.

He smirks up at you, and nips the tender skin of your inner thighs until he reaches your leaking cunt. You let out a moan when he delves in wet folds, tongue lapping around your bud and prodding at your entrance.

He latches his mouth around your swollen clit, suckling until you’re a moaning mess, torn between pleasure and oversensitivity.

“God, bubbles, you taste like fuckin’ heaven.” He grunts against your core, and the vibration shoots straight inside you, bringing you closer to your release.

“Fuck, harder, more, God, Bucky.”

You’re a blabbering mess, clutching Bucky’s greasy hair tightly, pulling at his roots.

He licks a thick stripe for you entrance to your clit, lapping at your bud until you’re crying out loud and gushing all over his face, limbs shaking as waves of heat overcome you.

He drinks up your juices like a man on a mission, his lewd, slurping sounds filling up the store until you push him off you.

He looks up at you, covered in your release, eyes half lidded, the light blue swallowed by darkness.

“Need to be inside you now, bubbles, I’m gonna put a child in there I’m telling you.” He promises frantically, grabbing your arm and dragging you to the closest car.

He bends you over the hood, and fumbles with his belt.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ perfect babygirl, ‘s like we were made for eachother.”

He presses a kiss between your shoulder blades, before lining himself up with your entrance and sliding home.

You both let out a growl when he bottoms out.

“So tight, so good for me.” He whimpers, snapping his hips against your again and again, hitting your sweet spot.

The pressure in your cunt is building up again at a fast pace, and the jolts of pleasure jerking you are so intense you don’t even feel the metal digging in your hip bones, or your arms being bent backwards against your back as he keeps pummeling inside you.

“Gonna fill this cunt up with my cum bubbles, push it all the way inside. Fuck.” He groans, balls getting tighter with each stroke, each of your tiny moans.

He feels your walls clamping down on his cock, squeezing him in a vice.

“Tell me you’re mine.” He snarls, snapping his hips harshly against your ass.

You cry out loud, gritting your teeth when he hits your cervix. “Fu-, shit baby, I’m all yours, only yours.”

“Tell me you want this, bubbles, tell me you want my child.”

“God, I wa-want this child, please, oh my fuckin-, harder.” You shriek, bucking your hips against his, desperately chasing your release.

“I want you to beg me, beg me to put a child inside you.”

You feel the knot is your core tighten.

“Please Bucky, gimme all you’ve got, baby, I want you to cum inside me, fill my tight little hole with your cum.” You whimper.

He snakes his hand between your legs and rubs circles around your clit while he keeps hammering inside you. You feel his thrusts become sloppier, and his cock swells.

When you cum, it’s like a dam breaks and waves of pleasure crash over you. The knot unravels and the pressure releases, jerking all your limbs.

He moans, curling over you and reaching impossibly deeper as he paints your walls with his hot load.

You don’t know how long you stay like this, basking in each other’s warmth. You just know that one minute you’re bent over a random car, and the next one he’s lifting you up on the table.

“You know, I enjoy this baby making activity quite a lot, we should do it more often.”

You playfully glare at him. As if he wasn’t on you all the time, unable to control his urges.

“More often than this and we’d never leave our bed, baby.” You giggle, taking a sip out of your soda can.

“Would that be so bad?” He wonders, seemingly mulling over his words.

You sigh, and boop his nose.

“Not at all.

-

I promise I’ll answer all your sweet comments on yesterday’s fic tomorrow, I’m too tired now. :(

Short and sweer bc school is killing me. I hope you liked it, please leave some feedback 💘

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#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky x reader #kinktober #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x you #bucky barnes x y/n

[mistaeq]

the stardust crusaders' hogwarts adventure: HCs

tw // none

dora's note: is this dora posting? what the hell? yes it is, i'm finally working. hopefully. i promise i'm doing by best yes ^^ i felt like doing this today, so... finally got to finish a draft that has been there for quite a while.

DISCLAIMER !! y/n is NOT a student in joseph's HCs, they're a GROWN ADULT with a JOB. !!

taglist: @fragolaaaaaaa @outofthiszawarudo @sky1mercy @cheemerthebebopfreak @berryvalentine @yandere-lovebites @catboy-kira @komaeda-kinnie [if you wanna be removed or added, all it requires is a dm or an ask !!]

kujo jotaro

♥︎ when he first sat down under the sorting hat, he didn't know what to expect and did not care in which house he would have ended up. everyone in his family, though, always had been one of two precise houses: slytherin or hufflepuff. so, very deep down, he hoped in one of them. but a different one would have been cool with him too, he would have been the first in his family with a different house sorting. he waited for a time that seemed neverending, but earlier than expected, the sorting hat said: "slytherin."

♥︎ the two of you met for the first time during a quidditch tournament. jotaro was a seeker, one of the most precise ones hogwarts had ever had. you caused him an accident, running over him with your broom, causing the two of you to fall to the ground. needless to say, he held a grudge on you for several days, until you had to get along to train for quidditch again.

♥︎ you wouldn't expect it from a wizard like him, but his favourite subjects are care of magical creatures, to study them, protect them, and get on an empathetic level with them, and muggle studies, to get to know more about muggles, in honor of his father, kujo sadao, who's not a wizard.

♥︎ it didn't take long for jotaro to manage to manifest his patronus. he had tried to practice that spell, since before the arrival of the dementors at the school. the two of you used to practice together after quidditch trainings, making you the first person - apart from him, of course - to witness the awaking of his patronus: a beautiful dolphin, a symbol of intelligence and protection.

♥︎ you will probably have to be the one to ask him first out on a date. he's not the best one when it comes to grades, and he spends quite a lot of time with his friends, trying not to think about it. no, he doesn't really care about having the best marks. you should ask one of his best friends, kakyoin noriaki, about what to do to convince him to go out on a date with you. most likely, he'll say yes because he trusts you enough to feel safe.

♥︎ jotaro does not underestimate your powers and doesn't feel the need to constantly protect you, but he must admit that as soon as the teachers of defense against the dark arts start disappearing every year or try to attack the students themselves, he's a little bit worried about you. he starts showing up outside your classroom at the end of every lesson, to check on you and keep you company until you get to you next lesson's classroom.

kakyoin noriaki

♥︎ when he sat down under the sorting hat, he was really nervous. what if it said that he wasn't even a wizard? what if he ended up in a house that would have disappointed his family? the redhead was shaking like a leaf, even at the point that the sorting hat itself asked him to calm down to allow it to examinate him better. noriaki's terror soon disappeared, as soon as the hat spoke. "okay, okay, my guy. you can calm down. ravenclaw!"

♥︎ the two of you met for the first time in the library of the school. you were looking for a specific book, the one about the fantastic beasts of the wizarding world and where to find them, when a guy who wasn't looking where he was going, hit the ladder you were standing on, making you fall, right... in his arms. ugh, that sounded like a pathetic love story beginning. until you heard a giggle from the corner of the room. the guy that was making fun of that scene was kakyoin.

♥︎ noriaki's favourite subjects are transfiguration, since he always says he has a talent in transforming objects in what he wants, and defence against the dark arts, since he wishes to become a professor one day. why is it related to that? well, since the professors of defence against the dark arts seem to change every year for some reason, his turn will come sooner or later, or not?

♥︎ for kakyoin, it was a little bit more complicated to manifest his patronus. he kept on focusing on the technique and the way he had to move his wand, instead of focusing on his inner power and mind. but after many efforts, it finally showed up: a beautiful fox, symbol of wisdom and guidance. he told you first thing.

♥︎ noriaki will probably be the one to ask you out for a date first. but he would do it through a letter. he's smart enough to write one that will convince you that he's worth it and that he's perfect for you. the redhead can't imagine you already think of him as such. either way, the letter will be very sweer and heartfelt, even if a little bit awkward sometimes. but you'll say yes regardless, he put a lot of effort in it, and has always been respectful towards you.

♥︎ he wouldn't be much worried about you at first, hogwarts is a safe place for the students, after all, right? right? oh, what? in a bathroom the little hermione granger almost got killed by a troll? you know what, nevermind? the guy is gonna be glued to you the whole time, he'll even skip lessons for it, despite how much they mean for him. you're not gonna get attacked by anything, with him by your side.

muhammad avdol

♥︎ everyone envied him when he sat down under the sorting hat, because despite the young age at the time, he looked absolutely calm and collected. he had no anxiety, and his eyes were closed, in complete relaxation, as if him and the sorting hat had some sort of mental communication going on. his smile was endearing, his fingers intertwined in front of his chest. but the hat seemed to take a lot of time sorting him. "your heart said gryffindor, my dear boy. but your soul spoke hufflepuff to me." the hat declared. but then... "hufflepuff!"

♥︎ the two of you met for the first time on the stairs. yes, the ones that like to change. your books had fallen from your arms on the stairs, and since he was passing by, he decided to lend a helping hand. what you didn't notice, was that you were standing right between the stairs and the floor. when the stairs changed, hadn't it been for muhammad's quick reflex of pulling you on his side, you would have probably fallen down several floors.

♥︎ avdol is naturally gifted, when it comes to subjects like astronomy, or his favourite one, divination. he seems to be the only student who doesn't stare at mrs. trelawney as if she were completely crazy. the majority of the ravenclaws, his friend noriaki included, sometimes don't even listen to her. but avdol does, and he's completely in love with the subject.

♥︎ it hadn't been difficult at all for avdol, to manifest his patronus. almost natural, for him. you weren't there to witness it, but you studied and practiced with him for it several times. the last time he tried, a beautiful and graceful phoenix escaped muhammad's wand, symbol of resurrection and life after death, a patronus that the student took as a symbol of hope.

♥︎ none of you two will ask the other out for a date. the love between you and avdol would bloom spontaneously, without the need of dating. you would find yourselves behaving like a couple just naturally. he likes to give you tarot readings and to stargaze with you. the stargazing sessions are the ones that get the two of you closer to each other.

♥︎ avdol would be protective over you since the very beginning. he can sense something's off in the school, and his tarot readings about hogwarts's future keep getting darker and more mysterious everytime. but every single reading hints at an upcoming source of danger, that most likely would be voldemort, he supposes. he has to keep an eye on you. he's scared.

jean pierre polnareff

♥︎ oh boy, this guy was mad nervous when he sat down under the sorting hat. everything but slytherin, everything but slytherin. surely, he knew he wouldn't have ended up in ravenclaw. he wasn't that much of a smart guy, but he did his best. either way, everything would have been cool to him, apart from slytherin. it just didn't sit right to him. but luckily, before jean could ask the sorting hat why was it taking so long, it spoke. "okay, okay, i get it. gryffindor, no doubts!" it said, making the young wizard feel relieved.

♥︎ the two of you met for the first time while he was trying so hard to find his way to the next classroom he had to be in. the school was huge, and polnareff couldn't help but to get confused in the corridors. you offered him your help, but he tried to play it cool, running away and dropping a book. well, you would have brought it to him.

♥︎ polnareff's favourite subjects are charms and flying. they're pretty basic, but he finds them the coolest things about being a wizard. he's a huge fan of quidditch too, but he wouldn't see himself playing. flying lessons give him the same feeling of freedom though, and he loves it so much.

♥︎ it took pretty long for jean pierre to manifest his patronus. he just couldn't focus enough. you've been practising with him, and you manifested it first, so it would have been good to try to help him. until he managed to do it. from his wand, a beautiful horse was freed, a symbol of power, independence, freedom, and nobleness. you could tell jean was satisfied, and grateful to you for helping him in manifesting it.

♥︎ he'll definitely be the one to ask you out first, probably not much time after you helped him to manifest his patronus. that event made him so happy and made him grow so fond of you, that he genuinely wants to improve your relationship, and hopefully, get something more from it. hopefully your heart, hopefully a kiss. but he means it genuinely. he's not trying to exploit you to get your help with assignments. for real.

♥︎ as the years go by, polnareff would start noticing hogwarts isn't the same place that it's always been, or that dumbledore claimed it was. he grows more and more protective of you, every year a worse mess happens, and it's always connected to voldemort. he's not liking it at all. not to mention you're worried, since the gryffindors seem to be pretty involved in it. more than you and jean pierre like to admit. he knows something he's not telling.

joseph joestar

♥︎ in his youth, when he sat down under the sorting hat, he didn't give a shit of what house he would have been sorted in, all he wanted was just start learning magic stuff. joseph was laughing with some handsome boys and pretty girls at the table, and was hoping it wouldn't take long to sort him, his adventure had just started. but the hat actually took really little time to figure out where he was gonna go. "slytherin." it announced, almost immediately.

♥︎ going through the corridors of hogwarts reminds him of many years ago, when you first met. he would never forget the way you told him to go fuck himself, while he was just standing on a chair, reminding everyone that him and his best friend of the time, a young lucius malfoy, were the best kind of wizards because they were purebloods. that was a bunch of bullshit he truly used to believe. luckily, he grew up to understand it wasn't true.

♥︎ now, joseph is a teacher. the last student you would have expected to become one, but he did. a teacher of defense against the dark arts, and he's not planning on leaving anytime soon. he'll keep his eyes open, he heard teachers have been disappearing every year. not to mention a lot of scary stuff is happening at hogwarts. he didn't choose a good time to work.

♥︎ he's always been a quick learner, and he managed to manifest his patronus quicker than many of his classmates. a really cool eagle, a symbol of truth, majesty, strength. despite his attitude, it was clear that joseph was a good wizard, it had to be given to him. and you grew to be into it. to admire it. he secretly liked you, too.

♥︎ joseph took the first step towards you, but he didn't quite ask you out, let's say that to keep his cool, he TOLD you that you and him were gonna date. as if to announce you. you were okay with it, and didn't accept just because you were feeling forced. you accepted because you liked him, and recognized it as a great opportunity to get closer to him. you would have worked on improving the romantic field throughout your relationship.

♥︎ now that he's a teacher, he has to recognize that there's so much going on, that the students do not see. joseph is acknowledged about how dangerous the situation is getting, and more than ever, he reaches out to you, or phones you, no matter the fact that you're working. everyone is talking about voldemort, and he doesn't like the smallest bit of it. he just wants to make sure you're safe.

#riri writes🦉 #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo part three #stardust crusaders #kujo jotaro #jotaro x reader #kakyoin noriaki #kakyoin x reader #muhammad avdol #avdol x reader #jean pierre polnareff #polnareff x reader #joseph joestar #joseph x reader #oldseph #oldseph x reader #harry potter #harry potter au #hogwarts #jjba headcanons #mistaeq

[dailyhistoryposts]

Willmer ‘Little Axe’ Broadnax

Willmer Broadnax (1916-1992) was a famous American tenor singer during the golden age of traditional Black gospel music. Called 'Little Ax' next to his taller brother, William 'Big Axe' Broadnax.

Born in Houston, Texas, Broadnax began singing gospel as a teenager. Willmer and William both left for Los Angeles to join the Southern Gospel Singers, before forming their own quarter. When William left to singing in Atlanta, Willmer stayed in his group, Little Axe and the Golden Echoes. Known for his uniquely high singing voice, described by a contemporary as 'sweer but almost vicious, dripping with emotion'.

Willmer continued to move around the south, to Memphis and Mississippi, touring and recording for decades. Even after retirement, he continued to record with the Five Blind Boys of Mississippi into the 1980s.

In 1992, Willmer was killed in a lover's quarrel. Upon his death, it was announced publically that Willmer was a trans man. While only his family knew for certain, many in the gospel music scene said they knew, guessed, or wondered, and simply didn't care.

Today, Willmer Broadnax is remembered as a talented Black trans man at the forefront of a vibrant musical tradition.

Songs to Listen To!

1. "When the Saints go Marching In" 2. "You Are My Sunshine"

#long post #history #world history #the saints #saints #sunshine #willmer #american history #black history #black men #gospel #gospel music #music history #20th century #wilmer broadnax #willmer broadnax #trans #transgender #ftm #trans history #pride #queer history #lgbtq history #lgbt history #little ax

[dragondemoness]

Could we get please some headcanons about Ann with a s/o that no one thinks is her s/o? Like everyone, especially strangers, always think s/o is just a friend, family member, assistant, pity date etc and they just don't think that a super model would date someone as average as her s/o?

First Persona request in a while. I've definitely seen this request before, on multiple other blogs

No complaints of course! Glad that it's finally my turn! Lol

Ann Takamaki With an S/O Who Nobody Thinks is Her S/O

When you guys went out together, you got a lot of strange looks

And you heard people talking behind your back

"Is that Ann Takamaki? But who is that person she's with?"

"Maybe they're dating? Nah, there's no way she'll go for someone as average as them."

"Takamaki has an assistant? Damn, models have it easy. I'm jealous."

Those were things people would say when you went out together

It hurt a little bit, but you could only imagine how unhappy Ann would be to hear it

You didn't want to burden her with it, so you kept it to yourself

You figured that people would just leave you alone after long enough

That alone was enough for you to ignore the comments and keep your mind at ease

Until you and Ann went shopping in the underground mall in Shibuya

You guys strolled around, went clothes shopping and stopped for some sweer treats afterwards

Things were going fine

Until...

"Hey, isn't that Takamaki? Why is she with that person?"

"I dunno, maybe they're her assistant."

"Or maybe she's pitying them."

A young couple was strolling by, watching you with judgey eyes

Ann glared at them and they immediately turned and continued on their way

They basically speedwalked outta there-

Ann then turned her attention to you to make sure you were alright

You were looking down at the ground, trying to mask your sadness and embarrassment, but your eyes were glistening with unshed tears

Ann gave you a concerned frown and reached towards your hand

"Aww, hon. Don't let what they said get to you. Some stranger's opinion doesn't matter. I love you, and I'm not gonna let some jerks ruin that."

You forced a smile

"I'll be fine. I'm basically used to it by now."

By the time you realize what slipped out, it's too late to backpedal

"What does that mean, S/O?"

"Oh, nothing serious. It's just that everywhere we go, someone has something to say about us."

This was definitely news to Ann

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She asked with hurt in her tone

"I didn't want to upset you. Besides, it's not like what they said was wrong..."

Ann grips you by the shoulder and pulls your body to face her, making you look up in surprise

"Don't say that, S/O! You know it's not true! I love you way too much to let some random assholes break us up!"

You were starting to get a lot of attention, so Ann brought you to her house to talk things out

You explained how you felt way too average for someone as marvelous as Ann, and she assures you that you are far from average, and that she loves you too much to let you go

Lots of cuddles afterwards, and you spend the night at Ann's place

People still stare and make comments sometimes, but you don't let them get to you

You know that Ann loves you, and that you have all the Phantom Thieves on your side

And you wouldn't have it any other way

#persona 5 royal x reader #ann takamaki x reader #persona 5 #persona 5 x reader

[kellypaloma-favequotes]

"- waiting for the sky to fall is going to cause more bother than the sky actually falling. Which it isn't.

- An assault on you is an insult to me. Don't think because I didn't lose my temper I'm not angry or I'm lacking a plan.

- Family is who you survive with when you need to survive. Even if you do not like them.

- Leaning is beneath me.

-A want knowledge over comfort over all things, always.

-Anger makes shit done.

-You are such a bad good man, I do not wish to say goodbye.

-I curse you! With the Czernobog's curse! Fuck you, and fuck your mother and fuck that fucking horse you rode in on. You will not even die in a battle. No warrior will taste your blood. No one alive will take your life. She will find you...and you will die with a sweer kiss on your lips and eternal darkness in your soul.

- Art is the most valuable means of insight into the direction of our collective purpose.

- what win war? Information.

- Victory is sweet on the tongue, profit is sweet on the pocket.

-A storyteller does not concern themselves with the truth. Stories are truer than the truth.

-Mess with my people, expect disproportionate consequences.

-She's a cheater Like you. And death is her true love, but she betrays him also.

- Listen to one who doesn't want anything from you but a very long life, together.

-A storyteller does not concern themselves with the truth. Stories are truer than the truth.

-Well, I thank you for that, then. Sometimes amazed we can sit at the same table.

-I strongly recommend,my young friend,you view the news through the smoky glass of skepticism, and remember: all writers have a bias.

-The Universe is always on schedule. Besides, punctuality: virtue of the bored.

- You are my beloved. I am Oshun.I will uphold tou in your courage to carry life foward.

I am Yemoja, the water. When the burden is too great you rest in my arms.

I am Aye, the earth beneath you. You bleed upon me and I bleed upon you. The yime will come when we rise together as one.

Justice does not sleep. Righteousness comes from the hand of the divine. The power of the master diminishes.Those of us who have been enslaved are the sole force raised from the dust." - American Gods.

S01,02,03.

#american gods #show quotes #series quotes #quotes #laura moon #shadow moon #mad sweeney

[whats-in-a-sentence]

He ordered D'arcy to take his men 15 miles upriver to Hope Reach while he took a schooner out to investigate moving the settlement to the healthy air of Sweers Island in the Gulf.

"Killing for Country: A Family History" - David Marr

#book quotes #killing for country #david marr #nonfiction #william landsborough #orders #wentworth d'arcy uhr #schooner #upriver #travel #hope reach #investigation #settlement #sweers island #gulf of carpentaria #colonization #ganggalidda #nguburinji #mayikutuna #wakabunga #kalkadoon #wunumara #mayithakurti #ngawun #mayiyapi #mayikulan #walangama #kurtjar #kukatj

[shhh-no-ones-home]

family ties josh balz x reader

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another after high school type au

its super short and sweer so enjoy

song: first of the gang to die by Morrissey

tag list: @musicsexandpizza69 @svintsandghosts @alilpunkrock @cynic-spirit @theoneandonlykymberlee @thisplace-ishaunted @lifeisabitchandsoareyou @satans-arse

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I looked deep into his eyes as he smiled at me. They had a lightness to them as he took another bite of the snow cone. I wish I could tell what he was thinking. I moved my focus back to the cup between us, poking at the shaved ice and feeling the breeze flip my hair around behind me.

"You're cute."

He said, drawing my gaze again. I couldn't help the blush that crept to my face at his words.

"So are you."

I said back, making him laugh a little bit. He shook his head and took another bite.

"What'cha thinking about?"

He asked, looking over at the small child that had started screaming.

"You."

I said matter-of-factly, shoving my spoon in my mouth. He looked back at me, brow raised.

"Oh? And what about me?"

I smiled at him, pushing my spoon into the half empty cup.

"Oh ya know, the usual."

He leaned forward and sent me a look.

"And what is the usual exactly?"

I leaned forward to match him.

"Just how much I enjoy having you around."

He sent me a wicked smile.

"Is that right?"

I nodded, fake thinking.

"Yeah, or at least I'm pretty sure that's what it is."

I looked up to the sky, stroking my chin.

"Either that or it's the fact that you give great head. I always get those two mixed up."

We both broke out into laughter as he play pushed me from across the table.

"You little-"

I pushed my finger to his lips to quiet him.

"Ah ah, there are kids around."

He half frowned at me, giving me a playful death glare.

"That sounds like a them problem."

I half laughed, shaking my head at him.

"Yeah that's fair."

I said taking another bite from the cup.

"Have you thought about having any?"

He asked, making me choke on the ice. I coughed and wiped my mouth as he laughed at me.

"I've thought about the fact that it would probably give my mother a heart attack."

I said and He shook his head.

"Isn't that why were dating though? Your parents hate me, I know that for a fact."

I frowned at him.

"They don't hate you Josh, they just don't exactly agree with some of your life choices."

He sent me a look.

"Okay so they tolerate me because you like me. That's not the same. Youre an adult however so I don't see what the big deal is."

I looked down at the table and tapped my spoon against the side of the cup.

"Look Josh, I love you, we've been over that."

I looked up at him.

"Yeah I know, and I love you too but I'm tired of feeling like I'm not welcome."

I thought for a second before standing up and joining him on his side of the table.

"Listen, you are too welcome. I know they don't exactly care for you but they know how happy you make me and that's enough for them. I'm sure they'll come around eventually."

He leaned into me, resting his head against my shoulder.

"I do love you, and i guess they aren't so bad."

I laughed a little bit before kissing the top of his head.

"besides, if i do recall, you had suggested running away together at one point. so ya know, thats always on the table."

he sat back up and looked at me intently.

"are you serious?"

he asked and i nodded.

"its not such a bad idea."

He tried to study my face.

"Don't say that, you know I've kept a bag packed just in case and I'm not afraid to use it."

I couldn't help but giggle at him and kiss his cheek.

"So what if I am? I have been thinking about it more and more."

He turned to face me.

"For real?"

I nodded and he took my hand.

"Just say the word and we're gone."

I smiled before bringing him to me to kiss him gently.

"Where would we go?"

A wide grin spread across his face.

"Anywhere. North, south, east, west? I don't care. As long as we're together."

He pressed his forehead to mine and I closed my eyes.

"Let's do it. Let's get out of here."

I sat back and looked to him.

"Let's drive far away and never look back. Let's get shitty matching tattoos and a dog and fixer upper kind of house that we can call our own. And let's never come back."

He looked at me admiringly.

"Let's get married."

He said seriously and I hesitated for a second. Then he raised a brow and I nodded, slowly at first, a bit unsure before nodding very quickly.

"Yeah. yes. let's do it."

I said, smiling like an idiot. He mirrored me before fumbling around in his jacket pockets. I looked at him quizzically before he pulled something out.

"Y/n, will you marry me?"

He asked, holding out a thin silver band with a red stone set into it. I gasped at the fact that he actually thought this through before hand but couldn't help but smile. I nodded again before kissing him deeply. When I pulled away he pushed the ring onto my finger and pulled me into a tight hug.

"I love you Josh."

He rubbed my back gently.

"I love you too baby, and I can't wait to start a life with you away from here."

I closed my eyes tightly.

"Far away from here."

#wattpad #x reader #josh balz #miw #imagines #one shots #269

[briarrosescurse]

okay for real this time (*´꒳`*) 🍒💧💗 for theo?

our sweer pome boy just for u, moon (and for celi too ehehe)

🍒 What kind of things do they expect from their relationships? Does this differ between platonic relationships and romantic ones? Is your OC “demanding” or a door mat? What kinds of things do people expect from them in a relationship?

theodor does not have many expectations! he just wants to have fun with his friends, that's the most essential thing to him. he doesn't see that much of a difference between romantic or platonic relationships either, but that's mainly because he never thought about being in a romantic relationship...? right now, it doesn't lie within his interests! maybe if he is a bit older, then surely. he isn't demanding at all either, but for that, he is the ultimate doormat. people tend to use his innocence and skill for their benefit, so he kind of used to people sometimes trampling all over him.

💧 What is the earliest memory your OC can recall? Do they know what their first words were or remember where they took their first steps? Do they have any mementos of their childhood they’ve kept such as a stuffed toy or tiny baby clothes?

answered this here 🥺💞

💗 What would your OC say is their best feature? Why? What do their friends / family / lover(s) / people they know think is their best feature and why?

theodor himself would say that his hair is his favorite feature! he likes its texture and the color - it's incredibly soft and silky. he does put the effort into taking care of it and you can usually ask him for advice if you struggle with taking care of your hair. he even tried to create his own formula for a shampoo, just for his hair! he enjoys using his knowledge in the field of science in this way the most.

however, his family and friends would usually say that theodor's soft and young face or his large smile is his best feature! he has a very charming and cheerful smile, he nevers holds back from showing it to the world. his skin is also incredibly gorgeous, for a boy his age you'd expect more blemishes.

#jumbo ask game #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #theodor peigne #[my writing]