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#when you love the doctor it’s like loving the stars themselves
ineffablehubbys · 24 days
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Imagine in season three is Crowley has just been refusing to talk about aziraphale to anybody, and then at one point he just snaps and shouts and rambles on about how Aziraphale left him and how he feels about him. Then imagine that Crowley turns around, and aziraphale is stood next to him and just says ‘oh Crowley’ (in the same tone as ‘oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever’).
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mr888sworld · 6 months
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The sun through natal house’s (1-12) where do you shine?
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The sun in astrology can symbolize our Ego, our sense of identity. Where we shine! Our conscious mind 🧠
The sun can also show up as our authoritative figures/ our father/male friends etc
The sun can also show up as our conscious confidence, our vitality, creativity
THE SUN IN THE 1st 🏠👀
Your identity is heavily tied to your looks/physical body! Openly confident/they shine brightly when they are allowing themselves to be who they are! Unapologetically
Extremely outgoing, might have a lot of friends
Your father might be a huge influence on your physical appearance. Or he could be a controlling father
You could have really good skin. Especially if your sun is in a trine/conjunction aspect to Jupiter 🙏🏾
Depending on your aspects to mars/pluto, you could potentially have authority constantly trying to change or control you
Huge potential for modeling ⭐️
You could have a good physique or amazing physical health.
Sun in the 2nd house 🏠💰
Your identity can be attached to your possessions, & How much you own.
You could push yourself constantly, especially if you aren’t working or hustling
Strong desire for stability!
Your father could spoil you rotten or he could potentially manipulate you with resources.
You could tie your identity into your values
Usually rich early in life/has a lot of resources
Could end up potentially gaining wealth through a father figure.
The sun in the 3rd house 🏠 🧠
Your sense of identity is heavily tied into how much you know 🧠/ logical mindset/ You might actually have lots of friendly neighbors
You could have been the teacher’s favorite
Very analytical mind/lots of school friends
You were The favorite classmate
Your father could be a teacher/or he has taught you lessons growing up
You are most likely a researcher
You have the ability to see through bullshit 😂.
SUN IN THE 4th house 🏠🌊
Your sense of identity is heavily tied into your family home/maternal energy
Your father could be well known & highly favored in the family. Or he could be resented & rejected by the family.
You are a natural empath/very intuitive.
Could be into tarot or energy readings.
You could be the star child in the family.
Your mother could be well known/famous or highly respected.
Could live with an overly aggressive dominant male personality.
Listen to your intuition.
SUN IN THE FIFTH HOUSE 🏠⭐️
Your identity is heavily tied into your creativity/confidence & star quality.
Highly creative
The sun is in domicile in the fifth house/ruled by Leo. Strong sense of who you are!
Huge potential for acting 🎭
Father might already be in the industry ⭐️
Children could love you
You are highly seductive.
You are passionate about the art you create
Highly confident
Fiercely loyal
You could potentially become a mother early.
Highly sought after
Sun in the sixth house 🏠🏥
Your identity is heavily influenced by your health/routine
You could be a germaphobe
You are a super organized individual!
Analytical mindset
Your father could be a doctor or into the medical/health field.
You are the star in the work field
Confident in the way you handle your work
Others could be jealous of you at work
You get alot of attention at work
Your pets can be stars as well
Active pets as well
You could be judgmental at times.
You are most likely the best nurse or doctor in your field 🙏🏾
Sun in the seventh house 🏠 💍
Your sense of self is heavily influenced by / your lovers/contracts &. Legal rights
You could gain wealth through a famous partner
Legal actions against you always work out in your favor
Could potentially marry young
Heavily sought after
Balanced personality
Exceptional communication skills
You are super flirty
A happy marriage could bring you a sense of fulfillment
Could gain notoriety through a partner ⭐️
Sun in the eighth house 🏠 🪦
Your identity is heavily influenced by the occult/mystical arts/death & rebirth
You could be into anything deep/esoteric
You could be a famous tarot reader/astrologer
You read energy like no other 😂
You shine when you are chasing after the desire for the mystical truth
You are a truthful individual
Your father could have been spiritual or you could have grown up in a religious family
You have seen ghosts before 👀. No denying it
You are a phoenix
You go through stagnation sometimes to force transition & transformation
Very curious individual
Others could be jealous of how much you know
Very intuitive individual
Sun in the ninth house 🏠 ☯️
Your sense of self is heavily tied into your luck/spirituality/truth & religion
You are heavily passionate about what you believe in
Attracted to different cultures & philosophy
A natural born traveler
You could be a philosopher or maybe your father is.
Your father could be a preacher
You are a lucky individual
Open minded & optimistic
Can be stubborn at times
Your faith will get you far
Can gain notoriety through travel/foreign land
You could be an expert in foreign language
You shine when you are doing or learning something new.
Sun in the tenth house 🏠 🌎
Your sense of identity is heavily tied into your status/fame/reputation.
Your father could be the boss/ or he could help you become successful easier than most. You are the hardest worker
Boss-mentality
You gain attention everywhere you go
The world will see you shine
Everyone likes you
Popular individual
Could gain fame in the workplace
Others are jealous of your business mentality
You could be an entrepreneur
Your reputation could be tied into how you act publicly
Very analytical individual
Well-informed
Well-respected
Most likely to work from home.
Could gain alot ofwealth/power worldwide.
Karma could work in your favor often
Sun in the eleventh house 🏠 🕹️
Your sense of self is heavily influenced by your wishes/friendships/ & humanitarianism
You are the most liked friend
Your manifestations come quicker than most
You are attracted to helping the collective consciousness
You thrive in social groups
You shine brightly on social media
Could potentially be a famous YouTuber
You could own a lot of electronics in the house
Your father could be your best friend/ or he could be a huge part of your upcoming fame on social media or he could be rejected by you
Could have friends from every background
Super analytical
Loner at times
Very rebellious
Sun in the twelfth house 🏠 🧙‍♀️
Your identity is tied into endings/beginnings/karma/old age & the after life
Very intuitive individual
You could have a tumultuous relationship with your father or a very spiritual one
You are heavily spiritual
You could potentially be a shaman
You likely have psychic dreams very often
You are attracted to the occult or after life
You are a daydreamer
You read people easily
Human lie detector
Genuine individual
Easily hurt/taken advantage of
Can be delusional at times
Highly creative/ potential to be a famous painter.
Very powerful empath 🕉️
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That’s all folks 🙏🏾 if anything resonates please feel free to dm me for questions or a reading.
My sun in the tenth 🤧. Where is your sun located? Should I do more? Lmk. 🕉️🧿
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betterdcyz · 2 years
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anyway i love my two southern blonds that are touch-starved.  
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05raine · 13 days
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“When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!” -River Song (Doctor Who: The Husbands of River Song)
Inspired by this post by @ibenology
My rambling about this below 😎👍
These three pairings actually hurt me in how similar they are, not to mention how River’s quote here could apply to both Hob and Mobius as well as of course- herself. The three of them(River, Hob, and Mobius) all fall for this seemingly timeless ethereal being; the sunset that they don’t expect to admire them back.
But the quote I referenced above is shortly followed by The Doctor revealing that he’s been next to River this whole time, and that can kind of tie into both Morpheus and Loki in how they admire their partner back in their own repressed way. River, Hob, and Mobius are all under this assumption that there’s no way that their affection will be reciprocated, but they don’t realize that The Doctor, Morpheus, and Loki have been by their side through it all and it just- UGH. THE PARALLELS BREAK ME.
Anyways, if you can’t tell I’m not used to drawing real people but I did my best to make them look like the actual actors while somewhat retaining my art style 💀
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vroomvroomwee · 6 months
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Remember when Billie Piper poured her entire heart out in delivering the "I love you" line with a massive emphasis on the "lo" like she's saying something that doesn't need to be said because everyone already knows. I don't think I've heard a reiteration that has her type of enunciation. The way she's delivering the vowels like she's saying something that's heavier and more meaningful than all the stars in the galaxy. Like she's saying something forbidden. Like she's saying something she knows she can only say now, right now, right this minute. Otherwise, she would never get the chance again. Like something that's destroying her from the inside and bringing it out in the open would be the final blow. Like saying it would kill her, but not saying it would have the same effect. It's been bottled up for so long. So long. That it's clawing out of her throat and drawing blood along the way. Like the words themselves making their way through and resounding in the wind are weakening her muscles and crumbling her already vulnerable and fragile heart.
And do you also remember how we, as the audience, never hear the Doctor say those words back? Not once. Even though it's obvious in every interaction, in every look they share, in every minute they spend together. It doesn't need saying... so powerful is their love that it physically can't be put into words. We don't hear it because the word "love" is too weak to do their story justice. The word we never hear from him... But what we do get to hear from her has the power to shatter entire universes.
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austinsastrology8991 · 11 months
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> SUN IN THA HOUSE < and whY yoU Be like dat
Sun is our focal point, its our brightest star > you force others to look at you and look at themselves by your star quality <
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Sun in the First - Everyone knows them, and they make it a fact that if you don't see them then your the one who is blind. They have a confident swagger, but arrogance to them that begs for the attention of all around them, and everyone is locked in on how or why they have such a powerful presence. Their smiles are contagious too. Also somehow always in the perfect place to say some funny ass shit and keep their style points that they been racking up over the years "You know. You all know exactly who I am. Say my name" - W.W 'breaking bad'
Sun in the Second - Did I stutter? Im talking about what I need not what I want. These guys are possessed by themselves and everyone loves it. So focused so self contained, they don't want nothing to do with you if you can't help them achieve their goals, and that attitude is sticky and everyone wanna be glued to em because they are destined for success. So they are constantly deciding who they want to share their gifts with, because they know they got it, what you got? "Money, money, money, money, money ain't the motive, What's your name again? Nobody knows it, Don't speak to me n***a, you not important, Im focused" - Tyler, the creator 'smuckers'
Sun in the Third - The whizz kid who didn't study, but stole the test papers and told everyone the wrong answers and kept all the right ones to himself. They are smart and they dont need you to tell them this they just want some more god damn answers. And thats what frustrates everyone, because they know so much already, why they still searching? Well thats how they got so smart dummy "That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searching with a fine tooth comb, it's like this rope Waiting to choke, tightening around my throat Watching me while I write this, like, "I don't like this note" - Eminem 'white america'
Sun in the Fourth - The sentimental cry baby that everyone loves to cuddle. Emotional but people find it adorable. They are the rock you can cry on if you want a rock to cry on. Nah but if you need a safe place to cry, you can cry to them, they'll protect you from the harsh waves of others emotional projections, because they get it, even when everyone else refuses to. But don't use em because that'll force them to block you out, and this decision will cause a emotional rollercoaster for the both of you and they'll blame you for it even if it was their decision "And I am done changing words, Just so my songs sound prettier, I just don't care if it hurts, 'Cause it hurts me too" - Faye Webster 'hurts me too'
Sun in the Fifth - The walking confetti explosion, always turnt up and if you trynna lower the volume then they'll oblige ya just so when the volume inevitably goes up again, they'll make it a point that its always more fun with the party up then down. Charming chameleons that are cheesin about the colours they managed to pull off. Watch em dance, watch em sing, watch em do a funny, they can do it all and laugh while doing it, the vibe is them and they are so good at inviting people in on the little big party they got going on "Man I just wanna go flex, Gold on my teeth and on my neck, And I'm stone cold with the flex, With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check" - Post Malone 'go flex'
Sun in the Sixth - Typeracer.com - nah but seriously they always working on themselves and comparing themselves just to make sure their progress is more than what they expected and way more than what others expected of them. Because they here for a reason, and they will never let a opportunity slip, because if they do, they'll stay awake over it for years, and they done wasting their good years. Basically Peggy Olsen "And when your album sales wasn't doing too good, Who's the Doctor they told you to go see? Y'all better listen up closely, All you n***s that said that I turned pop, Or The Firm flopped. Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep" - Dr Dre 'forgot about dre'
Sun in the Seventh - I gotchu what you need? true homies always putting others before them, and i know this gets a bad rap these days but if you ever get one of these friends. Do yourself a favour and stop telling them to stand up for themselves, because they still standing with the weight of everyone else on they shoulders. This way they show others the power of communication. And they still sticking it to everyone who tell em otherwise, so please tell me how they not standing up for themselves? They the loyalist, you got no idea how many people rely on em and thats their pride "Every step I take, every move I make (ohh, I'll miss you), Every single day, every time I pray, I'll be missing you (yeah, yeah, yeah), Thinkin' of the day, when you went away, What a life to take, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you" - Diddy 'missing you'
Sun in the Eighth - Who went to hell and back? Well they went to a version of it. And they are done hearing whatever you done, because what they did beats your hell tenfold. They don't even wanna put you in your place because they don't wanna hear your attempts to disapprove of them because they've overcome more than some bullshit shit talking. Just put some respect on their name thats all they want. And if not it's easy pickens because think they worse than you, and if you done worse, they don't mind going badder, so be careful, they'll do it. They careful about not being careful so be careful "No I don't worry, I tell you, I'm a man who believes that I died twenty years ago, And I live like a man who is dead already, I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything" - Skepta 'no security'
Sun in the Ninth - I WOKE UP IN NEW BUGgATTI is how they live their lives, except miss the bugatti but keep the caps lock on. They live by a set of moral philosophies to help them get by and to find excitement/ enjoyment outta life, because they refuse to be a follower, they've seen how sad everyone else is and they just trynna make sure it don't work out that way for them. Educated idiots; making up the rules as they learn the rules to live by their own rules. They lead their own life and it rubs off on everyone on how you should live your own life > teetering the edge of danger and fortune. Also someone who'll give it to you the realest despite being the biggest clown "Black kid get shot, white man get tazed, Media spread lies, politicians get paid, Doctors wanna drug you up so you can reach an early grave, Prisons wanna lock you up so they can fill up every cage Make fifty cents an hour, they gon' work you like a slave, Government gon' play dumb but they know everythin' " - Meechy Darko 'kill us all'
Sun in the Tenth - "Who speaking about me? oh. he ain't shit" - they acting better than everyone, and its fake until it isnt. No one knows when they made it because they always acted like they did. They dont brag they let the audience speak their volumes, hum their symphonies, play their drums, tickle their balls, and they just the orchestrator of it all. Because they doin the most, and they know everyone gonna talk about it so no need to even speak on it. Classy about it too. They on the top and they don't wanna leave so they acting humble but everyone know they really feelin themselves, but hey who wouldn't "I might be too strung out on compliments, Overdosed on confidence, Started not to give a fuck and stopped fearing the consequence, Drinkin' every night because we drink to my accomplishments" - Drake 'headlights'
Sun in the Eleventh - Trend setters who leave their shit stains on every social setting they enter. They got this influence about them thats hard not to notice, because they have at least three people fawning over em, and they not doing shit. Always trying to spread their influence, so if you want someone to back you its them, because their word is worth more due to their connections. And the easiest way to connect is technology and they all up in the software and getting a hard drive about it. They say some outta pocket shit, but thats where the influenza comes from I guess. They somehow everywhere and no where at the same damn time "It's ironic you talk jail time, But you ain't never seen no central booking (yeah) It's ironic you hang with a n***a that beat women And have the nerve to call yourself "Girl Pusher" Wow! You ain't real, I'm gonna show you how I really feel - JPEGMAFIA 'baby im bleeding'
Sun in the Twelfth - Lonely introspective dreamy creative types. Is what you could say if you wanna sum them up. But there is much more to them, but they are so afraid of letting anyone in because they are so sensitive. Their empathy and ability to look at things from different perspectives is what sets them apart, and they want to be set apart, because they feel alone, and don't wanna pretend they your friend if they ain't. They are extremely creative to a fault, and a lot of people would rather make fun of their works then celebrate how special it is. Until it is widely acknowledged how gifted they are, then everyone will switch up around them. But they will never forget who said what, because they above the whats; aint got time for someone who thought they were just a what "'Cause I'm out there, Tried to tell you that I'm out here on my own, I told you I was out there, Tried to tell you that I'm out here on my own,I fell down to Earth, From a hundred miles away and somehow I still make it work, But it's overrated and somehow played out" - Oliver Tree 'alien boy'
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evilminji · 6 months
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A Moral Dilemma! Question!
Let's say there is a trucker. An average man. Kind enough, did okay in school, loves his wife and misses her like you wouldn't believe every time he has to go. Misses his little girl even more. HATES he's missing the early years of her life. First day to school, getting her up and brushing her hair into pigtails, making pancakes like his Pa used to make. The works.
But the economy is shit. Him and his wife have to work. Make ends meet. They're DESPERATE to get out of Gotham. Move somewhere boring. Safe.
But... well, places like that cost money. Kids cost money. And he did OKAY in school. Not a lot of jobs out there for "Okay" guys from Gotham.
His cousin finds him a route though. A solid job. Really pulled through when push came to shove and things were looking bad. Like he might have to take up that offer to Goon. Now he's a trucker.
And his route? Well the half way point is Amity Park. He stops to stay the night every time. Never really STAYS, has heard they got themselves a Cape and such, but? It is what it is. He's from Gotham. He minds his business. Parks on the outskirts of town to avoid getting hit.
Doesn't realize, he's getting SOAKED in Ectoplasm every time he's in town.
And this trucker? Not the healthiest man. He wishes he could be. But life on the road is not exactly conducive to fresh fruit and leafy greens. He eats more grease and sugar then his doctor would EVER recommend. In fact, has specifically warned him not too.
But some days you just need a warm meal. You miss your kid, your wife, your bed. And you know it'll be days before you can see any of them. But at least there is pancakes.
You can pretend you're eating with your family. Or at least, let the coffee be warm enough for the two of you. God, but the poor man is tired.
And as he gets close to Gotham?
Breaking News!
The Joker. AGAIN. The trucker cringes, horror filling him. What poor soul has that mad man hurt NOW? When will it end? Him and his wife are so close to getting the hell out. Thinking Kansas. His wife has been joking about pie baking competit-
No.
Oh God No.
There, on the screen, tears streaming down her beautiful face? Is the love of his life. His best friend. His EVERYTHING. And in her arms, trying so, so hard to be quiet. To muffle her terror born sobs... is his little girl. One pigtail torn from its srunchie, blood on her tiny face.
The trucker knows how this story ends.
Batman will try. He ALWAYS tries. And sometimes... sometimes that's enough. But he knows the odds here. His family are in front. Stars of this sick show. The trucker can't breathe. His heart is pounding, too hard for a man of his health.
He's not young. Should be on blood pressure meds he simply cant afford. Is panicked by a terror few should ever suffer. And? What runs in his family, strikes true. It feels so far away, the pain in his chest. He... No, he can't.
He can't.
His family.
He can't die. Leave them. They're in danger! They can't die like this. So close to freedom. Happiness. They... the..y.. ca..n..t...
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THEY WON'T. HE REFUSES.
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So! Here in comes the QUESTION! As you sit, watching this terrified child call for her father, ripped from her begging mothers arms, you see a green opaque man full body tackle the Joker.
You watch his eyes visible glow and change color, fight a visible STRUGGLE, like jeckle and Hyde, for control of his body. Between the monster known as Joker and what seems to be? The little girl's newly Meta father.
The Father wins.
You watch the Bat arrive with the police. Thank the man and say he can release Joker into custody. See the EXACT moment the Meta realizes something. Turns to look at his daughter, then his wife. Looks back at the commissioner.
Says "No".
Is he right to do this? To Possess the Joker, as a life sentence, to insure the safety of others? He is perfectly will to sit that life in a jail cell. Knows he will never be allowed to roam free again. But! The Joker is contained.
Is this Right? Or merely emotionally satisfying?
Discuss :3
@hypewinter @hdgnj @the-witchhunter @ailithnight @nerdpoe
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heyitsspaceace · 4 months
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rivers speech about loving the doctor while 12 stands there without her knowing never fails to destroy me. she loves him so much and doesn’t believe he loves her back, imagine hearing “it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back.” and knowing it’s about you, how do you not break into tears. his soft smile and the look on rivers face when she finally realizes who it is, the way they slip back into their easy banter, the way they’re both ready to sacrifice themselves for the other so readily? i love them dearly, they make me ill
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For full headcanons: What do you think a lazy day with the M6 would look like? Say that somehow MC and their love interest have a free day all to themselves to just relax.
The Arcana HCs: Lazy Days with M6
Julian
He's been looking forward to this. Did he tell you that he would try to sleep in? Maybe. Does he succeed? Unfortunately not
However, not needing to head straight out the door to the clinic means that you get to sleep in and wake up to the sight of your relaxed doctor leisurely sipping some coffee in bed next to you
As much as Julian savors the delights of domestic life, he's quick to get a little stir crazy. How about an outing together?
For a dramatically roguish nerd like him, an "outing" could mean getting dragged to a leech convention, watching a play, doing something legally not-so-recommended, or visiting a library
Either way, since the point of the day is to be lazy, he's more likely to want to head home come evening rather than stay out
Does he enjoy social time? Sure, but even more than that, he cherishes you. He can meet you for dinner at the tavern any day, but he doesn't get every evening completely free like this
Dinner is peaceful, intimate, and slower than usual because he insists on eating by candlelight which means not being able to see your plate very well
The way his eyes feast on you instead of the meal makes up for it
Asra
Nobody can match this magician when it comes to lazy days
They. Are. Sleeping. In. They aren't even going to think about getting up until the sun is high enough to fill the room with golden light and the street outside your window is bustling with activity
Even then, the tranquility stays. There's no part of the day when the pace picks up. He'll move with you slowly from the bed to the kitchen with a sleepy smile, prioritizing snuggles over cooking
And that's how the day goes - lazing from the cushions to the kitchen for more tea and snacks, trading silly stories and engaging in the occasional tickle/pillow fight between books
Asra will start at least one experimental craft, only to put it down halfway finished because focusing on you is way more enjoyable
Right around sunset, they'll need a change of scenery. That will most likely take the form of taking you by the hand and pulling you into their oasis for some prolonged snuggles and whimsy time
However, being predictably unpredictable, there is the 25% chance that he'll decide he doesn't want to keep a lazy pace all day after all, and pull you out into the darkening streets for an adventure
Either way, it ends back in bed, gazing out the window at the stars
Nadia
Oh, she needs this and she's been planning for it for weeks
Everything is set up ahead of time. All pressing matters have been dealt with, and she's delegated responsibilities so that unless the world starts to end, someone else will have to handle it
She is going to indulge in every relaxing moment she's been putting off and she's going to do it without lifting a finger and you are going to join her for every blissful moment
She rarely has time to sleep in and hold you, so she is taking her fill
Breakfast appears at the door to her chambers when she rings her bell, and after sitting you in her lap and taking turns feeding each other, she's drawing you into her private bath all set up for spa day
With her mind carefully blocked off of work, she'll turn her attentions to you. How have you been doing? What's been on your mind? Tell her something about you she hasn't heard yet ~
Since you can't spend all day in the spa, she does take a couple hours in the afternoon to herself in her tower. Your company is delightful and refreshing, but even she needs a moment alone
Dinner happens on the veranda, just the two of you in a nook hidden from view, lounging on cushions and savoring a slow night
Muriel
Lazy days ... kind of happen whenever one of you needs them to happen. Living self-sustainably in the woods has its perks
At the same time, there's some daily duties that just can't be skipped - feeding the chickens, drawing water, etc
Lazy days are what happens when one of you looks at the other of you and you both know you need a break. A day without all the added routine tasks, a day to just breathe for a little bit
Lazy days start by spending the day before getting ready to rest
Waking up is one quick trip to throw a bucket of feed at the chickens before darting back inside to warm up next to the veritable furnace that Muriel becomes under a blanket
Breakfast happens late, sitting by the fire instead of at the table, slicing the loaf of bread between you as you want more and toasting it idly while Inanna steals the crumbs
If it's a chilly, rainy day, you spend it adding logs to the fire from the pile you built up yesterday and curling up with each other under the furs. On sunny days, you might lie down outside
Maybe you talk, maybe you sleep, maybe you work on a craft - but it passes in peace and quiet and grounded, steadfast love
Portia
Does Portia need a lazy day? YES. Is Portia good at lazy days? Not. At. All.
Sometimes existing in Portia's presence means idly wondering if she subconsciously found the secret to perpetual motion and she's very busy trying not to forget it. She just never stops going!
Lazy days happen when you and the Countess gang up and make sure she has 24 hours of a clear schedule when she's on the verge of burning out and is in desperate need of a reset
The day starts by dragging her back into bed and telling her she's not allowed to make breakfast until she's slept as long as possible
Breakfast itself consists of trying to help her snap out of "work work work must get the next task done" mode while you brew some tea. The most effective way to do so is to put Pepi in her lap
After that, the day is delightful. Spending the rest of the morning and early afternoon lying on a picnic blanket in the garden, reading books and eating snacks and watching Pepi chase butterflies
The evening always involves visiting Mazelinka for family time. (It's also the best way to make sure Portia doesn't have to cook)
And nighttime - nighttime is for fireflies and pillow forts and kisses
Lucio
Lucio likes suggesting lazy days every day
Which means that, when the time does come to have one, the first word out of his mouth is "FINALLY."
He's been ready to take a slow day for weeks!! He needs this!!
Sleeping in is essential. If you try to get him out of bed before noon when there isn't a reason to he will start a riot
Went out the night before and maxed out his budget buying all the pastries on sale at the end of the day. Breakfast consists of him wolfing down sugary flaky dough at 1 PM, without leaving bed
He got them for you too - which is how you're presented with the sight of him beaming, shirtless, sitting in a ray of afternoon light with the sheets rumpled around him as he holds out a bite for you
The sugar high is enough to make him antsy. Yes, this is a lazy day, but lazy days are supposed to be enjoyable, and is a day even enjoyable if you haven't gone out to enjoy yourself?
Luxuriates in taking twice as much time to do his eyeliner
Saunters around the square of wherever you're visiting with your hand in his, pointedly ignoring the board of job requests
Stays up super late to savor every last moment of the day off
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universal-verringbebe · 2 months
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LADS MEN AS YANDERES
Alternatively titled "when your boyfriend is a yandere but that's your kink"
a tentative 18+ MDNI because I don't get explicit but it's HIGHLY suggestive
Zayne:
• My man's is CRAZY possessive and dominant.
• You're not allowed to see any other doctors but him
• Even if he's busy with another patient, he demands that you wait until he's done, regardless of what kind of injury you have
• As soon as you officially get together, he has you moving into his flat
• You WILL be sleeping in his bed every single night, no exceptions
• Don't even think of taking a nap on the couch, it's the bed or nothing
• And you eat that shit up
• Every time he orders you to do something, you have to stop yourself from jumping him right then and there
• Like he'll put a glass of water in front of you and coldly order you to "drink" and suddenly you're on your knees trying to get your fluids from somewhere else.
• You have male friends? Not anymore.
• If some of them suddenly vanished because of some dude named Dawnbreaker, that's not your business.
• The type to have you in bed and make you talk before pleasing you
• "Say my name"
• "Good girl, now say it again but louder"
• "Tell me you're mine"
Xavier:
• He's absolutely the stalker type
• Before you even officially met him, he was stalking you for at least a year.
• The area you used to live in had a high crime rate but you never met any trouble
• Wild, wonder why
• When you moved to a new apartment, he was your neighbor, what a coincidence and he started bonding with you like that,
• Whenever you needed anything or was having trouble with something, he would conveniently be there with a solution.
• You start to suspect the stalking and confront him
• When he confirms you literally just say "wow that's hot, please take me now"
• And that's how you got together
• From then on, he's just glued to your side no matter where you go
• You get a new job? Who's that fine piece of ass that's your coworker? Oh, hi Xavier.
• In bed, and I will continue saying this on main with no shame for xavier specifically, BREEDING KINK 🗣️🗣️🗣️
• He's going to fill you up whether you like it or not
• Spoiler alert: you like it
• "Just take it all my star, gonna make you give me a galaxy"
• "If I put a baby in you, then you really will have to stay with me forever"
Rafayel:
• THIS FUCKER IS MANIPULATIVE and NEEDY
• The moment he laid eyes on you, it was a wrap gg ez
• Like he deliberately will bump his car into yours at a stoplight, say it was your fault and demand your information
• Of course he's not going to make insurance claims or anything, he'll just buy you both a new car
• But now he has your number and you're never getting rid of him
• If he catches someone flirting with you, they'll suddenly find themselves without a job, homeless, in prison for 10 years for a crime he definitely committed and pinned it on them.
• And you're just here like, damn, you're so sexy when you ruin other people's lives🤪🥴🥵
• He said say less and proposed to you right then and there.
• How dare you not have your attention on him 25/8, do you even love him?
• Definitely needs affirmations every 0.3 seconds
• Also demands you prove your love to him. Like, if you love him, you'll pose nude in front of a whole class just so he can watch you squirm
• Spoiler alert: you're squirming because this arouses you
• LOVES marking you up and buying you revealing clothing to show his artwork off
• "They all need to know you're mine"
• "Don't cover that up. In fact, let me make it bigger, come here"
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ofmd wasn't "profitable" enough but I didn't even get the feeling hbo wanted to make money off of it. They didn't promote it when s1 dropped, and the promo for s2 was erratic at best. They don't sell merch. Or physical copies. There's no bts documentaries other than what actors (shoutout to Samba ilu) make themselves in their spare time.
It took more than a full year for me to be able to watch s1 legally! I still can't access s2 legally anywhere! It's not that ofmd is unprofitable, it's that hbo refuses to profit off of it, because - well, because profiting off of it would mean investing work and money into it.
And like. Of course, when you compare it to the juggernauts hbo holds rights to, like GoT, ofmd is small fishes. But.
How on earth do these clowns think cult classics happen?
A Game of Thrones was first published in 1996 and didn't make it on the NYT beststeller list until 2011. The first edition of the first Harry Potter book was 500 pieces. And yeah, TV shows are different, but if you look at today's media landscape, would things like Star Trek, or Buffy, or Doctor Who stand the slightest chance? These things take time, is my point. A piece of media doesn't become a massively profitable, beloved classic over night. It takes time and effort to build that kind of franchise.
And the thing is! Nobody who makes these decisions even likes stories. I'm convinced that whoever is in charge at hbo, at amazon prime, even at disney, thinks storytelling is dumb and for idiots. They think it's enough to just slap the name of something people love on whatever garbage they spit out, for it to be profitable. They think it's the brand that sells: Look this has "Lord of the Rings" on it! Look, this one has "Game of Thrones", you like Game of Thrones don't you? Watch my show, boy.
But this isn't how this works. It's not the name that sells (unless, I suppose, you're the MCU, and even there one gets the impression the trick is finally stopping to work), especially not when the product is bad. People aren't idiots.
But it's not about making something good. It's not about making a meaningful piece of art, or telling an engaging story. ofmd served its purpose; it drew in all the subscribers it ever would, so there's no point in letting it go on. Even in the s2 that we did get, this is evident: the penny pinching is palpable, it's clear that the studio didn't want to spend any more money than absolutely necessary on it, and then cut the budget by 40%.
It's not about art. It never has been.
And it's not even about profit, because to be profitable eventually, stories have to be allowed to thrive first. You tell a good story first, and success happens later, often much, much later.
And ofmd was incredibly, astonishingly successful. It was the most in-demand series for weeks after the s1 finale. But even that wasn't enough, it's never enough, ofmd could have made record-setting profits and it still would have been cancelled, because -
Well, I don't know. Because we live in a bad time for art. Because Orwell was right, and stories have become commodities, like shoelaces. Because. Well. It's not about telling a story, is it?
What's the point of a story? What's the point of making something for the joy of making it? What's the point of a piece of art, existing, if it cannot be transferred into numbers for the stockholders?
idk how to end this. I hope David Jenkins finishes the story he wanted to tell, even if just for himself. I hope, against all odds, that weird, fun, heartfelt, beautiful little stories like ofmd continue to happen.
But goddammit.
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raz-writes-the-thing · 4 months
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Sometimes All We Need Is A Good Cry (Doctor Who One-Shot)
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Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader / requests are open
Summary: it's in the title
Fic type: emotional hurt/comfort
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Sometimes feelings can be extremely overwhelming. Sometimes when your feelings are so overwhelming that you can’t even breathe, you find yourself tucking away into a dark corner somewhere private so you can sob your heart out. It’s not pretty or comfortable, but it’s necessary to process your feelings and move on with it all. 
It’s been a good while since your last cry, but today- today was the final straw. The final snap. Some days are just truly too awful to even think about. So awful that even when you’re crying your heart out, and you put the thoughts away, you still keep crying. It’s almost like your body doesn’t know what else to do. 
You’d found this room several months ago. The TARDIS was huge, and exploring its true depths was a terrifying concept, but every so often you found yourself bored enough to travel a little further into the corridors and rooms. 
It was quiet and cozy, with soft bean bags and a few cabinets of god only knows what lining the walls, but what really drew you in was the window. At the size of the entire back wall, it was a sight to behold, and you adored being able to sit down and see out at the supernovas, black holes, moons, planets and whatever else drifted by. It was gorgeous, and a source of comfort for you. 
You hadn’t told the Doctor that you’d found the room, preferring for it to be a private thing. Not that you didn’t want him to know, just that- if you needed a moment alone, this is where you always found yourself. 
But the problem was- you didn’t want to be alone now, and your sobs were wracking your body so harshly that you couldn’t even begin to contemplate getting up and going to find him. You were here, alone, looking out at the vast blackness of space. Not even the stars were twinkling all that bright tonight. It was as if they knew how much pain you were in… Or maybe you just couldn’t see past the wall of tears blurring your vision. 
“I- I don’t know if you can hear me,” you sobbed, reaching out to brush your fingers against the wall. “But if- if you can- can you bring him here- please?” Your arms shook with the effort, and your throat felt thick and lumpy with the force of your breathing. You didn’t know if the TARDIS could hear you. If she was listening even if she could. 
Your hand dropped off the wall, and you sunk lower into yourself, kneeling on the floor and pulling a stray cushion towards yourself. You just needed something to hold. Something to comfort yourself with until you could pull yourself together. But the pieces of yourself shattered over the floor were sharp, and you were afraid of cutting yourself with them when you tried to pick them up. 
Each time your tears started to slow, another wave of emotions would bash themselves against you and release the flood all over again. Your sleeve was wet with snot and tears, but you didn’t have any tissues to use in the meantime. It felt like hours, and perhaps it was before you heard the telltale ‘shhck’ of the door opening behind you. You bit down on your lip, emotions trying to shove themselves back down out of habit. 
“What’s all this then, eh?” A velvet-smooth voice asked, and suddenly he was kneeling down beside you. He didn’t force you to look at him or to respond. He just looked out at the stars through the glass. “You’re alright then, love, don’t you worry,” he whispered, shuffling just a touch closer. 
You could feel the desire rolling off him to wrap you up in his arms. He wasn’t sure what was wrong, but he could certainly tell that it was something big. Your lip struggled between your teeth to stay there, and you finally risked a glance at him. 
It was as if making eye contact with him was all it took to let go once again, a loud hiccuping sob escaping your throat as you threw yourself into his chest for comfort, seeking the comforting beat of his hearts, and the warmth that came with them. 
The Doctor grunted with surprise but was instantly wrapping you up safely in his arms. He pulled you up towards his lap on your side so you could lay against him. He rubbed your arm comfortingly and pressed a litany of kisses to your forehead, but he didn’t shush you.
 
“Come on then, love,” he said quietly, squeezing you tight. “Let it out- go on, there you go- oh, my darling,” the Doctor pressed his cheek to your forehead, rocking you slightly back and forth. “That’s better, oh yes, I know.” 
You could feel his suit jacket grow wet under your eye and readjusted your face so you were pressed onto a dry patch. You could feel how puffy your face was already, and you hadn’t even finished with your tears yet. 
“I know it hurts, darling,” the Doctor cooed, adjusting one arm so he could play with your hair, scratching at the scalp just the way you like. You sniffled, an embarrassing snot bubble forming. The Doctor didn’t seem to be worried about it, though, and just continued to rock you in his arms. “You’re alright, I promise. I’m here, you know me- always around when you need me, aren’t I? Yeah.” 
You nodded, reassuring yourself with his comforting words. He wasn’t going to leave you. He’d keep you safe. The Doctor would always keep you safe. 
Slowly, the tears began to slow, the snot drying on your clothes. You wiped your nose and let your eyes close- irritated as they were from the salt of your tears. 
“Do you want to talk about it, then?” The Doctor asked quietly some time after your tears had stopped and you both had sunk into silence watching the stars. You shook your head no, and the Doctor kissed your forehead as an acknowledgement. 
“Talk to me?” You asked, voice thick and crackly with abuse. The Doctor hummed, thinking of something to say. You’d never known him to need to think before he opened his mouth. Always ready to talk about something, your Doctor was.
“See that moon? Past that asteroid belt, yep,” the Doctor said after another minute of contemplation. He was pointing towards a green-tinted moon over on the left-hand side of the window. It was pretty, you thought. No matter how many moons and planets you saw, you’d thought they were all gorgeous. It was one of the things the Doctor adored most about you. 
“I’ve been there. Had a nasty outbreak of Cybermen in, oh-” the Doctor checked his watch. “About fifteen thousand years. Gorgeous place, nice little outpost for a quick pit stop. I’m still not sure what they wanted there, actually.” 
You settled into his arms, watching the moon in the distance. 
“Met a nice android there. Not a huge fan of androids, me, but he was nice enough. We managed to fight them off and get rid of them before too many people were ‘upgraded’,” the Doctor grimaced at the terminology. 
“How did they get there?” You asked, feeling your eyelids start to droop just a little. 
“Oh, same as always, worming themselves across the galaxy,” he sighed, leaning his chin on your forehead. “I know what you’re thinking- ‘Doctor, how did you know they were there?’ Ah, well, good question.” 
Your eyes drooped a little more and you startled yourself awake, trying to listen to the story. The Doctor’s fingers rubbed soothing circles on your arm. 
“See, it all started how it usually starts. I was hungry, looking for a quick spot to stuff my face when I got a distress signal on my psychic paper. It’s always when I’m hungry, I’ve noticed. Very odd… Anyway, where was I? Oh yes-” 
And so the Doctor started to tell you all about his adventure, and the Cybermen and how he triumphed over them once again. You realised right before you fell into a comforting sleep that he’d stopped talking, but you were too close to the edge to ask why. 
“Sleep well, my darling,” he whispered as you let sleep take you under. “I’ll be here when you wake.” 
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⦮ ⦯ worry by @togrowoldinv natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-when you get hurt on a mission, natasha rushes to the medbay to be with you
⦮ ⦯ i've got you by @lots-of-pockets natasha romanoff x reader | 1.6k
-it was early into your relationship with nat when you wound up sick but you didn't have the heart to tell her, unsure of how she'd react. despite your claims, it seems nat's a little more concerned about your health than you first thought
⦮ ⦯ blurb by @luvcherry dom!natasha romanoff x reader | smut
-"I love the way you look with my fingers inside you."
⦯ unspoken intentions by @scarlovebot natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-natasha craves your touch
⦮ ⦯ assessment by @smalls-words natasha romanoff x fem!doctor!reader
-natasha is assessed by her favourite doctor. multiple times, unfortunately.
⦮ ⦯ princess!nat blurb by @purplehazed-h  natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-thinking about how after she’s crowned, she puts the crown on your head and makes you sit on her throne as she eats you out. “don’t let it fall, i won’t hear the end of it if it gets chipped.”
⦮ ⦯ smut blurb by @sapphosclosefriend natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+ DNI (strap on (r receiving), cum filled strap, breeding king, daddy kink)
-the sound of skin slapping and ragged breaths fills your bedroom and engulfs you completely.
⦮ ⦯ emotional by @sapphosclosefriend natasha romanoff x pregnant!fem! reader | smut, fluff, 1k
-nat supports you through any of your moments of doubt caused by your pregnancy.
⦮ ⦯ do not go gentle into that good night (1/3) by @delfiore natasha romanoff x android!reader | 1.9k, PART II, PART III
-you are sent to gain intel on the black widow by the organization that made you. a relationship with her makes you realize the joys of being human.
⦮ ⦯ whipped by @abbyromanoff natasha romanoff x reader | fluff, small smut, mentions of straps, nat being completely whipped, wanda being a tease, fwb, small angst, 1k
-“so, same time next week?”
⦮ ⦯ natasha's song by @ageofevermore natasha romanoff x reader | mentions of child abuse, the red room, soft melina, firecracker yelena, domestic alexei who knows better then to go against his wife’s wishes, hurt/comfort, found family
-what if melina and alexei ran away with natasha and yelena instead of going back to the red room? what if you fell in love with your childhood best friend with blue hair and a stubborn personality? she said, i was seven and you were nine, i looked at you like the stars that shine, in the sky, the pretty lights
⦮ ⦯ sweet like honey by @swaqcenix natasha romanoff x fem!avenger!reader | 18+, smut mainly with fluff at beginning, daddy kink, choking, edging, teasing, top!natasha, bottom!reader, public sex, car sex, strap on (r receiving), fingering (n to r), oral (r to n), spanking, dirty talk, degrading, back scratching/marking, praising, mentions of past wanda x reader
-you and natasha had been 'secretly' dating for the matter of a month. both of you were heading to a meeting at the compound but.. nether you nor her could go 2 hours without any steamy time first.. so a specific detour has to be taken, even if it is in the car.
⦮ ⦯ what we left behind by @lots-of-pockets natasha romanoff x reader | talk of death, vormir, guns, 2k
-natasha was gone. at least, that's what you'd been told. She’d sacrificed herself; died to save everyone else, to bring back her family. If that was really the case, then who was at your front door?
⦮ ⦯ maybe in another lifetime by @httpjupiterbby mob boss!natasha romanoff x wife!reader | 18+ angst, slightly dirty talk, daddy kink, cussing, gun violence, argument, death, murder, fighting, bombing attack, 4.6k
⦮ ⦯ through the eras by @romanoffsbish natasha romanoff x fem!reader | violence, death, grief, mostly happy/fluffy, smut(bottom!nat, oral/strap(N), praising)
-natahsa was a master of disguise, she didn't need any help in that department, bu fury had a different plan and she didn't feel a need to push back when she saw it unfolding. natasha is a simp for the reader and it's about them falling in love over a decades time.
⦮ ⦯ bikini bottom by @esouliie natasha romanoff x fem!reader | hurt, comfort, 1k
-natasha’s only gone & lost your favourite bikini.
⦮ ⦯ one last kiss by @swaqcenix natasha romanoff x agent!reader | fluff and cuteness, 3.8k
-with natasha going away on a mission for a few days, you both felt the pain of distance. the longing touches and drifting moments. a night of facetime leads to "nothing" meaning everything even with the begging of kisses.
⦮ ⦯ sweet anniversary by @sapphosclosefriend milf!natasha romanoff x milf!fem! reader | smut (bottom! Reader, top! natasha romanoff, kissing, nipple stimulation (r receiving), oral on strap on (Nat receiving), strap on penetration (r receiving), riding, squirting (from r), a lot of teasing!), 2.1k
-your only intent for your anniversary night is to endlessly tease your wife.
⦮ ⦯ she see you when your sleeping by @once-upon-a-thigh natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+, she/her, pronouns used, afab, dub-con, pervert! Nat, somnophilia, small age gap (19/24), swearing, groping, fingering (r receiving), strap on sex (r receiving), degradation, santa kink???
-you’re home from college to spend christmas with your family and your older brother’s best friend, natasha.
⦮ ⦯ through her eyes by @togrowoldinv natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-while tucking your daughter in, Natasha overhears you telling the little girl about her mama’s hero ways
⦮ ⦯ hope by @httpjupiterbby natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+, angst, physical fighting, swearing, talks about death, implied smut
-after finding out that yelena was sent to kill clint, he goes to the one person he thinks will have the answers to his problem, natahsa' wife.
⦮ ⦯ hope pt: 2 by @httpjupiterbby natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+ violence, fighting
-after helping clint with yelena, an unexpected visitor shows
⦮ ⦯ learning to warm cold hands by @delfiore natasha romanoff x reader | 2.1k, violence + infliction on the body
-when you’ve known death and destruction like natasha has, the warmth of a loved one seems inconceivable and undeserving.
⦮ ⦯ i want to take care of you by @romanoffscottage natasha romanoff x reader
-natasha takes care of the reader when they are ill and try to continue training
⦮ ⦯ guess who's coming to dinner mom’s best friend!natasha x reader blurb | 18+, strong language, significant age gap (r = 20s, nat = 40s), smut, tribbing, dirty talk (praise + degradation + pet names), almost being caught, orgasm denial
-natasha is your momsbestfriend teaching you the wonderful pleasure of tribbing
⦮ ⦯ interrogations by @redvelvetnat natasha romanoff x fem!reader | angst, bruises, mention of a broken nose, alcohol, 1.1k
⦮ ⦯ what one little kiss between friends by @missmonsters2 natasha romanoff x fem!reader | college au, 1k
-part i || part ii || part iii || part iv || part v
⦮ ⦯ mine by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!pyrokinesis!reader
-nat isn’t the only one who wants r’s warmth
⦮ ⦯ touch by @mcuwritin natasha romanoff x fem!reader | fluff, swearing, blood, injuries, 3.5k
-everyone in the compound knew that even trying to hug or even touch natasha romanoff will end up in a serious injury, which will remind you to never ever try to touch her again.
⦮ ⦯ temporary heartbreak (taylor's version) by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-r wants to break up with natasha to relate to red
⦮ ⦯ oblivious genius by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!stark!reader | 3.1k
-tony stark was insanely oblivious, yet also protective to r’s relationship with natasha
⦮ ⦯ what's in a name by @natsxaddiction natasha romanoff x fem!reader | minors dni
-deciding on names for the baby you’re having with your wife.
⦮ ⦯ our happy ending by @romanoffscottage natasha romanoff x reader | mentions of death, angst w/ a happy ending 
-nat and the reader finally get their happy ending
⦮ ⦯ i'll love you always by @romanoffscottage natasha romanoff x reader
-after a bad mission nat takes care of the reader
⦮ ⦯ buckynat blurb by @missmonsters2 buckynat x fem!reader | 1k
-natasha stirred, hearing quiet footsteps pitter-pattering about. She opened her eyes and found herself in bucky's arms, the metal one over her waist.
⦮ ⦯ if not now, then when? by @misguidedasgardian bucky x agent!reader x natasha
-bucky and nat want you as much as you want them… it’s almost funny how much it took you all to figure it out, but nat is not waiting any longer
⦮ ⦯ a simple cat nap by @romanoffsbish natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-"hon if you take any more naps on the couch you're going to mess up your back."
⦮ ⦯ gone bad by @softgreengrass natasha romanoff x fem!reader | blood, getting shot, 1.5k
-you're a SHIELD agent on a mission gone bad.
⦮ ⦯ aftermath by @dameronology natasha romanoff x reader | set during the snap, so all the canon angst of that + swearing 
-when the snap happened, everyone’s minds immediately went to the person they loved the most. natasha romanoff’s went to you.
⦮ ⦯ it's cold outside by @dameronology natasha romanoff x reader
-coming home to you is always natasha's favourite thing
⦮ ⦯ camping fights by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!pyro!reader | 1k
-reader can never have a normal experience with her girlfriend’s family
⦮ ⦯ it's been a long, long time by @1-800-gaygentsofshield  natasha x fem!stark reader | slight angst w/ fluff, nat doesn’t die
-after endgame, you and natasha get that dance she promised five years ago
⦮ ⦯ playing cupid by @lcvernat natasha romanoff x reader | strong language, brief mention of an injury, brief mention of gagging/feeling sick (jokingly), jealous natasha, protective natasha, whipped reader and natasha, yelena & kate best duo, not canon compliant with the mcu
-everyone knows natasha romanoff is in love with you. everyone knows you are in love with natasha romanoff. well, everyone except the two of you. you're both oblivious and quite frankly, yelena has had enough. so she decides to enlist the help of the avengers for 'project: get nat & y/n together'.
⦮ ⦯ meeting the mini poser by @togrowoldinv natasha romanoff x fem!reader
-reader meets yelena for the first time. part 2: Mini Poser Saves the Day
⦮ ⦯ pulling your lover closer by the waistband by @reminiscingtonight natasha romanoff x reader
-moving out of the compound was one of the best decisions you ever made. 
⦮ ⦯ nat drabble by @httpjupiterbb natasha romanoff x oc!daughter, natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+ fluff! nadia and nat being cute, talks about boobs (don’t give me that look) family fluff, breastfeeding
-part one || part two
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darkbluekies · 1 year
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Hey blue!! I’m new and absolutely love your writing! I love doctor kry!!! But I was wondering if I could request some doctor kry fluff ? I just feel awful right now.. I may have Covid and I’m wheezing and coughing. I’d really appreciate it. But of course if you’re busy there’s no fuss! Ty! Sending virtual hugs!!🤗🤗
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Doctor!yandere OC x Reader
Summary: You're finally allowed in the patients lounge, until a boy attacks you. Doctor Kry realizes how quickly you can be taken from him and decides to do something he's never dared to before.
Warnings: blood, beating, yandere, isolation, kissing, suggestive themes, hints of killing
Word count: 1.9k
"Doctor?"
"Yes, Y/N?"
"Can we do something today? I don't want to sit in here all day again."
Dr Kry moves over to your bed slowly. "What would you like to do then?"
"It's so lonely sitting in here", you sigh. "Could we go to the lounge? Please? I want to be surrounded by people again."
"Y/N you're fragile, you know that. You shouldn't breathe their air."
"But … I've been to other parts of the hospital and I was fine. I was even outside with you, remember?"
"Yes, and do you remember how weak you felt?"
You pout slightly. Another try that failed. Dr Kry tips his head, smiling slightly.
"Okay, what about this", he says. "You wear a little oxygen mask and then I'll take you to the patient's lounge?"
"You'd do that?" you ask excitedly.
"If it makes you happy."
"Yes, yes, it really will!"
Dr Kry smiles, nodding and says he will be back soon. You sit in your bed with a smile on your face until he returns. He has a machine with him and a plastic mask connected to it.
"You'll have to wear this over your face", he says. "The oxygen in the tank is pure for you. I've measured the toxic levels. It's safe."
"Will they laugh at me?" you ask carefully. "The other patients?"
"What? Of course not! They're wearing casts and bandages of all weird types, they won't even bat an eye."
"Do you promise?"
"Of course. If you want, you can hold onto me when we enter, if it feels scary."
"Yes, please."
Dr Kry tries to hide the smile creeping up on his face. You catch it and smile with him.
Dr Kry leads you through the white hospital corridors with his arm around your shoulders. His firm, protective grip is reserved for you.
You enter the patients lounge and see people of all ages, ethnicities and genders sitting here and there. Some are discussing, some are playing games. And some are hiding for themselves in the corner.
"Alright …", Dr Kry mutters. "What would you like to do?"
You look around, eyes catching the Playstation consolws in front of a protected TV-screen.
"I want to play some games", you whisper. "Can I?"
"Let's go see what games they have."
You're not surprised that there are no shooting games. There are animal simulators, puzzle games and Lego star wars. Dr Kry nods, approving the little selection there is. You pick up a goat simulator.
"I'll be by the wall with the other doctors", Dr Kry whispers in your ear, rubbing your shoulder slightly.
Otherwise they'll be suspicious of his close relationship to you. He has to blend in with them.
"Okay", you say softly, meeting his blue eyes.
He thinks he's going to faint. Your eyes look so sparkly. He fixes your oxygen mask and gives you a small smile before walking over to the wall.
"It's not often we see your patient out and about", a doctor snickers.
Dr Kry doesn't look at him. He leans his back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
"They're sick", Dr Kry answers dryly. "Why would I let them out among bacteria?"
"You're still careful, I see", the other doctor smiles. "What exactly is wrong with them?"
Dr Kry flinches at that word. He turns his cold blue eyes to the doctor.
"Nothing is wrong with them", he corrects him coldly. "They're just sick. Other than that they're perfectly normal."
"I didn't mean it like that, Kry. I was just wondering since they're always in their room. No ones allowed to meet them."
"I don't want them to become worse. Everything in that room is sterilized and pure, exactly what my patient needs. If I allowed people to walk in and out as they pleased, it'd be contaminated and they'd be worse."
The doctor nods. "I understand. You're a very dedicated man, Kry, I'm impressed. I've heard that you stay in the doctors dorms with the patient room telephone by your ear."
"I do have a life to care for. They're still sick even when my working hours are over. I have to be available in case something happens."
The doctor is about to answer when your voice cuts through the air. A loud, heartbreaking scream. Dr Kry snaps his head in your direction. Everything seems to go in slow motion. A boy has approached you and ripped the oxygen mask off of you. He's over you with the console in his hands. Dr Kry grows cold and runs forward. He reaches the boy and rips him off you, throwing him wherever he can. He silently hopes that he cracked his skull open on the drawing table. The doctor who he had talked to shoots forward to retrieve what seems to be his patient.
Dr Kry’s attention shifts to you. You're lying on the floor, trembling with tears in your eyes. Your lip is burst. He can tell that the Playstation controller has a bit of blood on it. In one quick motion, he scoops you up in his arms. You lock your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck, and hide your face into his broad shoulder. Dr Kry secures one of his strong arms around your waist and grabs a hold of the machine with the other.
"What the actual fuck is wrong with your patient?" Dr Kry spits angrily, angrier than he's ever been before. "They're not just sick, they're actually wrong! How dare he attack my patient like that?!"
"He didn't mean to-", the doctor tries.
"I don't believe that. Get your uncontrollable beast far away from my patients or I'll show that little bastard a thing or two."
Dr Kry doesn't wait for an answer. He walks out with you and the machina tightly clutched in his hands. You sob into his shoulder. The sound of it makes Dr Krys heart ache. Your body is trembling in his hold. He wants to check up on you, but you're not safe yet. You have to get back to your room first.
"Are you okay, little one?" he asks as he hurries through the corridors. "Try not to breathe so much filthy air, breathe down into my neck. Good job, just like that. You're doing so good. You'll be okay soon. I'll take care of you right when we get to the room."
He swings the door open to the hospital room and places you down on the nearest surface — the desk. He backs away enough to see your face.
"Poor thing, your lip is bleeding", he cooes and touches your bottom lip with his fingers ever so gently.
He turns to the drawers to get you some cotton balls, swiftly placing his fingers to his lips. He's not one that usually likes the taste of blood, but he finds himself enjoying the metallic taste of yours. He flinches, stopping. Did he just really do that?
Dr Kry gravs the cotton ball and a bit of disinfection substance and dabs it on your soft lips. You hiss and try to pull back.
"Y/N, stop, I have to clean it", he says apologetically. "I know it hurts, but I have to make sure it doesn't get infected. Be good for me now and I'll give you something fun later, okay? I have some gifts in preparation."
You nod unnoticeably. His heart absolutely shatters at the sight of your tears. He's so close to dropping the professional act and swooping you up in his arms — where nothing can ever hurt you again.
"There we go, your lip is clean", he says and takes your hands in his. "Are you hurt anywhere else? What did he do to you?"
"He wanted the game console and I said no … so he got mad. He demanded it again and I refused … so he ripped the mask off of me and tried to grab it. I refused to let it go so he ripped it from me and threw me down on the floor and hit me."
Dr Kry clenches his jaw. His grip on your hands tightens significantly. You whimper, begging him to let go of you. As if awoken from a trance, he apologizes and lets go.
"I'm not really hurt", you reassure him quietly. "I got more startled than hurt. I'm sorry if I scared you."
"You're bleeding. You're hurt. He hurt you. He won't get away with it."
You touch his shoulder carefully. He shivers.
"Your uniform …", you say in shame. "I got it bloody, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Y/N, I don't mind", he smiles and wipes your tears with his hands. "It's washable."
He fights the strong urge to hug you. Every nerve in his body fights bravely, but they're not strong enough. He wraps his arms around you to bring you into his embrace. The placement of you both makes him blush. You, sitting on his desk with him standing between your legs … it's all so dangerously close to what he wants. It's teasing him. He can't give in. Not more than this.
"I'm so glad you're okay", he whispers in your ear and tightens his embrace. "I got so scared. Are you sure that you're not hurt?"
"The only thing that hurts is my lip."
A sudden wave of confidence washes over him. He pulls back, glances at the cleaned wound.
"I can make it go away", he whispers in a husky voice he didn't know he could achieve. He glances at your eyes carefully. "May I?"
You give that nod again. He has half a second to contemplate before his lips will meet yours. One part of the brain tells him to stop, that this isn't professional. The other screams at him to hurry up, he's been waiting long enough. He gulps and finally, finally, allows his lips to meet yours. All air in his lungs disappears, but that doesn't matter, he doesn't need it. He wants to breathe you, day and night. You're softer than he could ever imagine. A small taste of blood fills his mouth. He has to kill that boy.
You place your hand on his clean shoulder and answer his kisses. It's the only signal he needs to hold you closer, bring you into him. He wonders — wishes — that you can feel how hard his heart is beating, so you can finally understand how much he has longed for you.
He understands that he has to pull back, whether he likes it or not, to not go further.
"You're so unbelievably pretty, do you know that?" he whispers.
"Do you really think that?" you ask just as quietly.
"With all my heart."
You avoid eye contact for a few seconds before glancing back carefully.
"This won't change a thing, I promise", Dr Kry whispers with a small smile. "I'll still be your doctor. You can count on me, okay?"
You nod.
"Good", he smiles. "I think you should rest now. This has been very straining for you."
"Can you hold me?"
Dr Kry nods. He lifts you over to the bed and lies down beside you, holding you in his arms. You shut your eyes and slowly drift off to sleep. Dr Kry can feel an ounce of regret in him, but a big part of pride. He finally dared … he hopes you won't be uncomfortable with him now.
When he's sure that you're sleeping, he leaves the bed and tucks you in. He takes a good look at you, his beautiful patient.
"As long as I'm here, nothing will hurt you", he whispers. "I'll get rid of everyone who causes you harm. I'll be back soon, that boy needs to be taught manners."
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hihi!! firstly I would love to say that I adore how you write for one piece characters :(( the way you just write them is !! top tier in my book it's always a must to check up on your blog every once in a while to see if you posted.
hehe anyways, may I request monster trio + law with a gn reader who has a bad habit of reopening wounds? like it's not out of bc they feel bad abt themselves or to punish themselves, it's just a habit they grew up with and subconsciously do it. but after realizing what they did they do end up feeling bad because there's no reason for them to do it in the first place?? sorry if it's confusing !! ;;
A/N: Hi!!! Thanks for your support!! Don't worry, your request wasn't confusing at all!! :) I had some trouble with Law, but if I get some inspiration later on I'll return to it for sure.
Characters: gn reader x Luffy, Zoro, Sanji
Cw: reopening wounds, blood
Total word count: 800
Old Wounds
Luffy
He frowns when he sees beads of red dripping down your hand. He jumps over to you, holding it up to examine. 
“Where did this come from?” he asked, rubbing away the drops of blood. 
“Oh!” you pull your hand away, embarrassed. “I must’ve been picking at it.”
“Do you need a band-aid?” he asked, digging around in his pockets. He was sure he had one in here somewhere. Chopper always made him carry extras.
“Oh no, it’s fine.” You rub your thumb over your reopened scratch, putting pressure to stop the bleeding. It was an old habit, and you hated that you were still doing it subconsciously. 
“Here!” Luffy pulled out a small band-aid, and put it over your wound. It was red with multicolored stars on it, and he grinned at his medical capabilities. “Just call me Doctor Captain Monkey D. Luffy!”
You giggled at that, and Luffy kept holding your hand even after he was done pretending to be a doctor. “Let me know if you need another one, mmkay? You’ll be healed in no time!”
As you looked at the speckled star band-aid, you felt like maybe Luffy was your good luck charm. You really would be healed in no time. 
Zoro
You were lost in thought when you felt a sword [casing] smack your wrist, and you looked over to see Zoro staring at you. He looked irritated.
“You’re picking at it again,” he muttered, leaning back against the wall and closing his eyes again. 
“Huh?” 
“Your ankle. It’s bleeding again.”
You looked at your foot to see a small trail of blood dripping down your leg. 
“Shit,” you muttered, pressing your palm against your open scab. The smell of iron was strong in the air, which is probably what tipped Zoro off to your habit. 
“You should really stop doing that,” Zoro scolded. “That's the third time this week.”
“I know.” Your cheeks flush with embarrassment from his words. You didn’t know how to stop picking at your old wounds. It was just a habit you’ve had for as long as you can remember. 
Zoro got up and grabbed a rag, and then walked back over to you. He bent down and removed your hand from the bloody mess. He gingerly wiped the blood off your hand before moving to your foot and dabbing away the blood. 
“Put pressure on it.” You took the rag from him and continued to press on it, and Zoro got up to get that first aid kit that he had kept in the workout room. 
He came back to you and kneeled in front of you, opening the box. He pulled out alcohol wipes and some gauze, and began to work. 
The alcohol stung as he wiped at your wound, and you sucked in a breath through your teeth. Zoro scoffed at your reaction and kept rubbing. “Don’t be a baby,” he mumbled. 
He placed some gauze over your scab and wrapped it with some bindings, keeping it secure in place. 
He looked at his handiwork, and then at you. “Don’t take that off,” he said, repacking his first aid kit. 
“Okay,” you nodded. 
He smirked and put his kit back in the normal spot, and then came to lay his head in your lap. “If you need something to do with your hands, play with my hair.” 
You smiled and your hands found his moss green hair, Zoro snoring softly below you. 
Sanji
Sanji’s horrified gaze to your fingers made you reevaluate what you had been doing the past few minutes. You hadn’t thought anything of the movements you had been making, absentmindedly picking at your skin while you watched your lover cook. 
But with his jaw dropped and his eyes wide from shock, you considered that you might’ve been doing something else unconsciously. 
“My love!” He screamed, rushing to your side. He grabbed a napkin and threw it over your index finger, holding it tightly. “Did you cut yourself while you were chopping vegetables? I should’ve never asked you to do that!”
“Sanji, I’m fine,” you assure him. “This was from a few weeks ago.”
“A few weeks ago?! No, you’re still bleeding!”
“I know.” You try to pull your hand away from him, but he has a vice grip on you. 
He continues to hold it and he reaches for a band aid, removing the napkin quickly to place the band aid around it. Afterwards, he goes and finds a few little fidget things from Usopp’s shop and brings them back for you. 
“For you, my dearest,” he presents them to you and doesn’t say anything further on the matter. He washes his hands thoroughly and gets back to cooking. 
A satisfied smile appears on his face as he hears you begin to tinker with one of the things he brought up for you. 
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