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sandysfangs · 2 months ago

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PARTY 4 U

rockstar!Lestat de Lioncourt x mortal!Reader

Summary: Lestat throws this party only for you.

✱ gn reader but is compared to a girl, a bit inspired by charli xcx's song, kind of angst, lestat yearning, one mention of drugs, slightly suggestive towards the end?

English is not my first language!

a/n: Hello!!! this is the first proper fanfiction I've ever posted, so I'm kinda nervous lol. I was supposed to make a Daniel Molloy as my first one ( as I said in my previous post), but yesterday I got this weird surge of inspiration after listening to p4u by charli and immediately thought of Lestat...tbh I'm not even sure if this fic makes sense, I wrote it in the middle of the night and I also wasn't sure how exactly I wanted to portray Lestat but anyway I'm still quite happy with it so I decided to post it. Hope at least someone will enjoy it 😝

Everything was so loud and chaotic, but not more than Lestat's mind.

Bodies pressed against each other - his bandmates, staff, groupies, celebrities and even some undercover paparazzi. Lestat purposefully invited them, so that "leaked" pictures of the party could circulate on the internet and perhaps catch your attention. Loud music blasting from the speakers - completely different from Lestat's taste in music. However, each and every song played from a playlist you specifically made for him, so that he could "get more familiar with modern music".

Lestat was a flashy person - he loved being the center of attention, showing off his extravagant lifestyle and party till the sun came up. Yet tonight, he barely could move from his seat on the couch in the living room of his expensive apartment, when his blue eyes were fixed on the door in a far away corridor and his mind only on you.

A groupie was sitting next to him, or almost on him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear while stroking his thigh. A part of him really wanted to indulge in her, forget about everything for some time and just lose himself like he usually does - maybe even drain the girl completely - but the other part would make him shut off from the world around him, focusing his whole mind and soul at the one person he could not have anymore.

He called you before the party, wanting to ask if you would be there. He made his team send an invitation to you, but there hasn't been any answer. He decided then that he would just ask you himself, but the phone just kept ringing. Lestat tried to tell himself you were probably busy now, and that you would come to the party anyway. Why wouldn't you, right?

But that was his problem. Lestat couldn't fully understand why you wouldn't want to associate with him. Especially after what happened between you both.

He should've known it would end like this. Developing feelings for a mere mortal. He knew he could've turned you and he wanted to, but this was the first time he couldn't bring himself to do it. You were a simple human, breathing and alive. But that was exactly what drew Lestat to you - you were full of life, like if you held the pure essence of it in yourself. It showed in such simple things, like the way you made your coffee, the way you smiled at a completely unfunny joke while watching TV, the way you spoke about art and the way you simply went on with your day everyday. It was simple, but so pure, and it entranced Lestat completely. Because he didn't know how to live like this. He wasn't even exactly alive. For him, despite having all the luxuries he could want, despite perfectly adapting to a vampire lifestyle - life could never be so simple, so comfortable. Though when he was with you, he tried to accommodate to this type of life. To a mortal life. All because you were the first who didn't make him feel like he needs to go out of his way to prove himself to you, just to make you like him, to love him.

And you loved him - for the elegant, charismatic and devoted person that he was, for simply being "Lestat".

But he was never just that, and old habits die hard.

Lestat never told you what he truly was. He wanted to, but was too worried it would freak you out, make you turn away from him, leave him just like everyone else did. It didn't took long before his worries became reality.

While you both were still together, Lestat was trying to cut off on feeding from humans, just to control himself better and not raise any suspicion, but on God - he absolutely hated that. It felt so disgusting and belittling to him, needing to feed off rats and birds and whichever animal he would find. It made him feel lesser, weaker. At one point, he got so sick of it - he thought that if he treated himself to a proper dinner from time to time, you would never notice.

He couldn't be more wrong. Lestat thought that maybe if he planned it better, you would've never found out, but sooner or later it would happen anyway - it was inevitable, and him hiding his true nature would be impossible in the long run. It was meant to end like that. Even though, Lestat wasn't the one to give up so easily.

So when you caught him in your shared apartment, blood on his face and hands, he wasn't even trying to hide it - Lestat made it clear to you what he was and assured you, that he would never hurt you. He was unusually calm and charming, not paying attention to your scared expression and you keeping a distance from him. He talked about himself, thinking you would absolutely believe him and stop being so worried. Why would you be, if you loved each other?

But his sweet words, coming from a bloodied mouth, didn't convince you. So you ran. You ran and you left him there, just as he was worried would happen. Lestat didn't want to accept it. Not when he thought you were different, and Lestat believed you just needed more encouragement from him. He wouldn't just give up on his happily ever after.

He tried everything to get you back. Gifts, letters, songs, parties. Despite all of that, there was still no answer. Despite all of that, he was still trying. That's why, despite the radio silence, he was throwing another party, bigger and more extravagant than the last, with more people, music and drugs, hoping you would finally walk through that door he kept looking at.

Because he couldn't party without you, perform without you, live without you. But days, weeks and then months would pass and you still weren't there.

"Where did your mind go?" the groupie next to him purred into his ear, finally making him snap out of his mind. Lestat moved his head to look at her. Only now he realized just how similar you both looked.

"Somewhere far away, it doesn't matter," he answered, emotionless.

"I could make you lose your mind completely," the girl said seductively, shifting closer to bite at his earlobe gently, moving her hand up and down his thigh.

Lestat closed his eyes. He imagined it was you speaking to him, caressing him. It made him feel just a little bit better - and harder.

He glanced at the groupie again, as she looked at him with doe-eyes, biting her lip. Lestat thought for a moment. He already wasted his time just moping around on the sofa, barely interacting with anybody, and he had nothing better to do than waiting for you. However, it started to be obvious - you wouldn't show up tonight.

He stood up, crossing eyes with the girl, her blushing and squirming under his gaze. "Well, maybe you would show up next time," he thought to himself. Then, he gave the groupie his signature smirk, as he grabbed her hand and dragged her with him to his bedroom, leaving the party behind.

At that moment, he was the same old Lestat, the one he tried to hide from you. A distraction was all he needed at that moment, and of course he couldn't refuse a pretty girl. At least for a moment, he could finally just do whatever he wanted, instead of being chained to the miserable feeling he felt everyday since you left him.

But he would never truly be able to break the chain. He didn't really want to. It would be almost impossible to do.

Especially with you entering his apartment, only a few minutes after he left with the girl, your eyes desperately searching for him.

#fanfiction #fanfic #lestat de lioncourt #lestat de lioncourt x reader #lestat x reader #lestat imagine #interview with the vampire #iwtv #amc iwtv #amc interview with the vampire #writing #rockstar lestat #party 4 u #fanfic writer

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11queensupreme11 · 4 months ago

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What if Percy children like all them reverse Isekai into pjo world like all them got sent to camp half blood oh man those poor campers and poor Chiron also 😭 (I don't feel bad for Mr d he deserves get bullied by all them😆 ) and even better what if in the timeline where the still searching Percy and then saw her children who look like Percy get mistaken for Percy (which i highly doubt that since I think Antonius would know Percy the best plus grover )

depending on the which kid gets sent to them... camp is SCREWED 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

the pjo characters however won't mistake the kids as percy, even the girls that look more like her. why? because the percy they know is a regular demigod. she's hot af yes, but her children are GODS and they literally look unearthly perfect. the second one of the demigods see them, they're gonna know "oh shit. this is a god. why is a god here?"

(plus they're not like... lookalikes really, they just share most of percy's traits like her sea green eyes, black hair, and/or brown skin, they're not near copies of her tbh 😅)

now anyway, let's say the kids get isekai-ed and land right in camp! they spend some time there and somehow some way the campers realize that this kid may or may not be connected to percy in a rather... concerning way

axiandros: for this scenario it'd HAVE to be mr. d who finds him because if it were any of the campers, they'd fucking die 💀 the only reason he's staying in this camp is because it's connected to the gods and he wants answers as to why he's in this strange universe. he also introduces himself as the son of poseidon... and PERCILLA 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 naturally, everyone freaks the fuck out and starts showing him pics of their percy, HOPING he says it's a different person but no.... his mother really IS their percy and somehow she gets knocked up by an alt!poseidon (pjo!poseidon's in shambles rn 💀). anyway, he's a very unhappy camper lmao. everyone's avoiding him not just because he's dangerous, but also because he's THEIR percy's kid.... and they're not liking the implications of his birth

kymon: reserved, but not dangerous at least. he stays to himself at the camp, quiet and observing. he has -10000 hopes in the gods of the universe finding a way to send him back home (he was there for one of the olympus meetings and realized these gods can't get ANYTHING done to save their lives 💀). he doesn't tell anyone much about himself but easily picks up on the fact that the percy they're looking for is actually his mother. he knows he should be trying to find a way back, but he can't help but learn more about what his mother was like before she was sent to their universe. anthonius is the first to get sus; this strange god doesn't seem to care about anything but the second percy's brought up (someone kymon shouldn't know), he perks up and pays attention????? 🤨

thalassandros: the instant people see him, with pjo!poseidon's features, they immediately knew he was a godly son of poseidon 😂 so in to the poseidon cabin he goes while the gods scramble and try to figure out what to do with him. now, remember, the only demigod kid poseidon has is PERCY so all the stuff in that cabin is hers. she has photos of herself and her friends on the walls and thalassandros zeroes in on that, freaks out, and barges into the big house demanding answers like "hey why the fuck do you weirdos have pictures of my mom back when she was a kid all over that ugly ass cabin?!?!?!?! 👹🔱" and that's how everyone finds out he's percy's son 😭😭😭😭😭

pontoleon: rude and abrasive up until they find out that he's somehow a son of poseidon that he didn't know about and he gets sent to stay at the poseidon cabin. poor kid's absolutely terrified. he has NO idea what this poseidon is like, but he just cannot stay in that cabin. so he avoids it, fearing that this poseidon would be just as horrible as his father 💔 he spends most of his time in the lake, avoiding everyone, even the nymphs that live there. ppl quickly pick up that he's weirdly avoidant whenever the topic of poseidon comes up; he's usually quite rude and huffy but the second someone mentions poseidon, he clams up and tries to leave. it isn't until he finally musters up the courage to step into the poseidon cabin does he finally see percy's pictures and it clicks that the missing girl they've been looking for was actually his MOTHER. now the poor kid's even more terrified. should he tell anyone? would this poseidon hurt him too??? someone help this poor god 😭

eudorios: the demigods like him! he's charming and sweet and lowkey reminds them all of percy in a way! he's surprisingly rather chill for a god; he eats with them, trains with them (he takes it SUPER easy tho for obvious reasons), and he even offers swim lessons! it's obvious that this kid is some kind of sea god but they've never heard of a god named "eudorios" before (he tells them to call him "dory" if they wanna!). chiron, mr. d, anthonius, and nico are kinda sus about him. he seems like a genuinely decent dude, but there's just something... off about him. mr. d is even worse because he can literally sense the insanity in this kid. a mentally unstable god randomly showing up in camp and none of the gods know who he is? anyway, things take a turn when he finds out that they've been missing a camper for several years now and then he sees the photo and tilts his head like a puppy with a deadly look in his eyes, "Oh? you're looking for MY mother? and what do you want with her, hmm? 😊"

cearbhall: the gods are at a loss because WHYYYY is there a CELTIC god at the GREEK camp for demigods?????? the greeks are calling up the irish like "yo one of ur kids got lost, can you come pick him up?" and they're like "uh wtf are you talking about" 😭😭😭😭 anyway, like father like son, he would ABSOLUTELY mess around with the girls at the aphrodite cabin but while he's ahem 'sleeping over', he finds pictures of his MOM in one of the picture frames and loses it (he inherited cú chulainn's overprotective tendencies when it came to the women/girls in his family 😭): "WHY DO YOU HAVE PICTURES OF MY MOTHER?! ARE YOU STALKING HER?! I'LL KILL YOU!" "YOUR WHO NOW?!" and that's how the aphrodite cabin nearly gets slaughtered 💀

luisne: she terrorizes everyone 😭😭😭 she terrorizes the demigods, the satyrs, the nymphs, chiron, and mr. d. and when mr. d called up olympus to deal with her, she terrorized them too 😭😭😭😭 she HATES camp half-blood. everything is UGLY and SHITTY, the closest thing to "luxury" is the aphrodite cabin but everything there is just that cheap ass human brands they call "high quality". olympus is begging the celtic pantheon to PLEASE pick this child up, but they have no idea who they're talking about and they could hear luisne screeching in the background so there's no way they'd take her in either 😭

ponyo: bless her 😭💖💖 the only percy baby so far to actually be a decent person so she definitely WON'T give the camp a hard time 🥺💖💖💖💖 polite, well-behaved, tho a little reckless at times, she's probably one of the kindest gods they've ever met. she's so helpful too; she saved one of the kids from drowning at the lake and decided to try and teach the kids how to swim 💖 also gained a long list of admirers (lol she really is percy's kid 😂). anthonius is the only one sus of her, not because he thinks she's bad tho! it's just... odd..... she claims be a greek and celtic goddess, but ponyo isn't a greek or celtic name. it IS however, the name of percy's fav ghibli movie........ and he knows percy would happily name her kids after it no matter how ridiculous it sounded....... and ponyo has percy's features........ unable to take it anymore, he straight up asks her "who exactly are your parents?" and she happily says, to the disbelief of EVERYONE AT CAMP, "oh, my mother is Percilla and my father is Cú Chulainn! ☺️"

luke: now... you see, the LAST person at camp to be named luke brought kronos back from tartarus and started a revolution that nearly ended the world..... and in this universe, names are VERY important...... so for some random scary god to show up years after their savior disappears, with the SAME NAME as the one who nearly destroyed them.... well, you can imagine how tense they all are 😭😭😭 especially, anthonius. cuz luke is very clearly a god, but "luke" is not a godly name. plus, he has all of percy's features. it doesn't take anthonius that long to come to the conclusion that this god could possibly be percy's son, SOMEHOW, who she named after their fallen friend/traitor luke 💀

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues #👸🏻| midnight morphine

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rollinouttahere-writes · 3 months ago

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How did Ace and Marco come to the plan to kidnap Akainu’s kid? Did they just see them walking around and decide to grab them, or were they tracking them? And what are Whitebeard’s thoughts on the situation?

It was just kinda dumb luck tbh

Originally, their plan had nothing to do with kidnapping. Finding a marine that the Marines would genuinely fight to get back rather than just leave to figure it out themselves felt borderline impossible. They were instead planning to acquire a new ship and send some of the less recognizable members of the crew to fetch the medicine under the guise of being doctors from an island facing an outbreak and just hope that no one figures them out.

But, when they were at the shipyard, they spotted Akainu's kid looking at ships. The new plan came into fruition instantly. The Marines might not be willing to make a deal for any old marines, but surely they would be for the child of an Admiral.

As soon as reader was captured, Marco knew something was off. He had been expecting anger, fear, or even embarrassment over being caught, but the kid was borderline catatonic. Alarm bells were already ringing in his head, but he didn't really have anything to work off of yet, so he settled for just keeping a close eye on them and encouraging the crew to be really nice to them (hence why everyone kept gassing the kid up).

After the attempt, everything changes. Ace and Marco both feel horrendously guilty for inadvertently causing a child so much distress that they tried to take their own life. The Moby Dick rapidly becomes an inpatient care facility because they don't trust reader not to try and off themselves again upon release. That, and based on what reader said right before the attempt, they're all suspecting that the kid was being outright abused by Akainu. They wouldn't be able to sleep at night if they let a child go back to their abuser.

Ace, unsurprisingly, takes this whole situation very hard. He feels like an absolute monster for helping catch them, and the stab wound in his hand is nothing by comparison. It especially doesn't help that reader is around Luffy's age, so now all he can picture is what if his little brother was in such a dire mental state.

Marco is similarly wracked with guilt, but he's able to compartmentalize it better by shifting into doctor mode around the kid. He's very focused on getting to the root of the problem and treating it so that reader can genuinely get better and recover from this.

Poor Thatch was just there to ask about dietary restrictions, he was not even slightly prepared to witness a suicide attempt. This kind of thing is well beyond his pay grade, but he's going to try his damnedest regardless. Anything this kid wants, they're going to get. He'll make special grocery trips just for them.

Whitebeard is in full dad mode. That's his kid now. Marco relaying their words right before the attempt is all he needed to hear, he can piece together the rest on his own. Reader isn't safe with the Marines, and definitely not with their father. He's going to make sure they're safe throughout their recovery, but he'll wait to make them officially one of his own until after they're in a better mental state.

#breaking point fic

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wonton4rang · 11 months ago

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MTL to send nudes or the type of nudes legal line would send?

Alright, let’s get this one done !! I actually have so much to say omg

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pairing: bnd legal line x reader

warnings: +18, smut. mentions of nudes (please don’t 🫶) and I think thats about it

summary: bnd legal mtl to send nudes/ types of nudes they would send

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sungho; i dont think he would send nudes on a normal day, like he would have to be extremely horny or wasted to actually even consider sending those. i just think he is really thoughtful of the things he puts put in the web, but i do think that with the correct stimulation (if you know what I mean 🫦) he would give in if its you. and i think he would send the typical ones where he is showing the lower part of his face, strong arm going down his naked torso until his hand reaches his hard dick. idk, it just feels right.

riwoo; probably the same as sungho but he would be more shy tho, he’d be like “omg y/n, how can u ask for that?” while his fingers trembled against his phone screen and his cheeks flushed red. he would try to make you “go and get it” instead because he didn’t feel very confident about sending nudes. he would tho, “felt cute” and then it’s a picture of him naked, showing off his abs.

jaehyun; i think this one would even do it for fun, “look what i got, a new ring” and it’s a picture of his hand gripping his dick. i mean, he did have a new ring tho. it would be so easy for him to send nudes once he was horny, you wouldn’t even have to ask, he would be like “you are hot, look how i am” and send a freaking video of him jerking off while moaning your name so yeah.

taesan; honestly idk. but i dont think that he would send nudes, you could ask and he’ll be like “yeah, no” it’s just not going to happen and i dont even know why, it just doesn’t sit right with me. and he wouldn’t ask you to send them either, he was just not interested, whatever he want to see he could just get it in person. however, when you sent him those unrequested pics during a hot talk he did feel something, getting excited and rushing to your place because that gave him the last piece of hotness he needed.

leehan; pro texter fr, would gaslight you into wanting him to send nudes and make you horny just so you could beg for them. he loved the attention you gave him and sending nudes only made his chest grow bigger cause he knew he was hot but you saying it was a different type of thang. he would send any type of nudes tbh, from dick pics to collarbones and veiny hands.

so i think it’ll be:

Most.

jaehyun. look me in the eye and tell me im wrong 🫵

leehan. bro is freaky c’mon.

sungho. again, he would need motivation but he IS sending them.

riwoo. needs the motivation and the words of affirmation to get through but trust me, it’ll be worthy.

taesan. yeah, it’s not happening. if u ever get a nude from this dude, he’s marrying u fr ✊

Least.

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jestersprivilegee · 6 months ago

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Hey, roomie! Ch. 1

Thomas j. x reader

Modern au!

In which you room with the most insufferable, arrogant man crafted by the devil himself send to personally annoy you.

warnings: swearing, some sexual references, bad writing tbh (not proofread)

word count: 2.7k

Chat this is my first time using tumblr pls be nice idk what I’m doing

“This has to be a joke, right?” Are the first words that come out of your mouth the moment you lay eyes on your new roommate: Thomas Jefferson.

You despised him all throughout college. He was the biggest manwhore on campus, not to mention infuriatingly smart. You’d know because he used to be your lab partner. That’s how you became familiar with him and his affairs with the girls in your class. After meeting him for the first time, his name just became more and more common.

Rumors of how he slept his entire way around campus, flirted with any and every girl in sight circled around. In fact, the first day of class in freshman year, he strutted his way over as if he owned the place before slipping into the chair next to you, giving you a charming smile. It didn’t fool you.

“No jokin’ round here, sweetheart,” his southern drawl seeped through his words as he opened the door wider for you to enter.

You pushed past him with a glare. “Which room is mine?” You grumbled.

He blinked, a wide grin spreading his face. “Right this way. Unless you wanna sleep with me?” He offers with a sickening laugh. You grimace, nose scrunching in disgust.

“No, thanks. It’s enough that I have to live with you, I think I’d drown myself if we had to share a bed.”

“Your loss.” He shrugged, opening the door to what will be your cave for the next…however long. If only you had enough money to move out and find a different roommate—but alas, you already finalized the papers before doing any research as to whom you would be spending your days with.

What a foolish mistake.

With that, he leaves you to get all settled in. He offered a helping hand, which you shot down with an I don’t need your help and trudged boxes up four flights of stairs since the stupid elevator was broken down.

He watched with amusement when you staggered in, beads of sweat glistening on your forehead after the fifth box.

“You sure you got it?” He shifted on the couch, remote in his hand.

“Positive.” You heaved the heaviest and final box into your room, taking a deep breath before getting items unpacked. After a few hours of getting set up and picturing what your life will entail, you finally finished. Your bookshelf was stocked with all your favorites, your walls were covered in posters and pictures were strung on your bulletin board. The room was small, but you turned it from an asylum to a cozy Pinterest vision board in a matter of hours.

You admired your work, flopping on your bed and letting the stress melt away from your back. The peace you felt was soon swept away when a few knocks sounded your door.

“What?” You groaned, and the door creaked open. Thomas popped his head in.

“I got takeout if you’re hungry. Nice room, by the way,” he comments, eyes wandering around the room before he shuts the door.

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“So, did you seriously not look into who you’d be rooming with?” Thomas asks, shoveling fried rice into his mouth. You shrug, taking a large bite of lo mein.

“I didn’t think I would room with anyone I knew. Especially not you.”

“You seem upset. I’m happy we’re roommates. Are you not?” He flutters his eyelashes, to which you scoff at.

“What do you think?” You snap, poking your fork at some chicken. There’s no way he’s genuinely looking forward to the next few months, possibly years, of hell.

“I dunno, I’d be thrilled to live with me. I think I’m great,” he flashes his pearly whites. Your eyes were getting tired of how many death glares you’ve sent him in one day.

“Congratulations on being the only person to think that,” you give a faux smile before stuffing more noodles into your mouth.

“Oh, c’mon, I’m not that bad. You don’t even know me!” He pouts, giving you puppy dog eyes. A loud, airy laugh escapes you.

“After enduring your shitty attempts at flirting in freshman year? I think I know what type of person you are plenty.” A sharp grin adorns your face as you focus your eyes on the food before you. He huffs, furrowing his eyebrows.

“I’ve changed, okay?” He mumbles. “I can flirt a lot better now. I can score basically any woman ever.” He claims, which causes you to pause to laugh again.

“No way! Any woman in her right mind would never go out with you.”

He narrows his eyes at you, a snarl creeping on his face. “I’ve been with more women than you have. I don’t think you have much room to talk.”

“Uh, probably ‘cause I don’t like women? Let’s use our brains here,” you mock. He rolls his eyes.

“You know what I mean. You haven’t been with more than what, two guys?” He finishes up the fried rice and moves to throw the styrofoam box away.

“You been keeping track or something?”

He stammers, huffing and avoiding eye contact. “Course not. Don’t turn this into something it’s not.”

“Whatever you say, Thomas.” You finish up your food as well and throw out the box, crossing your arms as you move back to your room. He sighs behind you, retreating to his room as well and leaving you to your own thoughts.

He was right about you not being with very many men, and that fact hurts. You’re 25 and still single. To be fair, he is too, but he still does get numerous women in his bed at night, and that’s just straight up unfair. It’s not like you weren’t trying to get a boyfriend, either. A goal you have is to settle down with the man you’d deem ‘the one’ and buy a house in a small town, have a couple kids and maybe a dog. The perfect life in your (and your parents) eyes.

The men you’ve met so far on dating apps haven’t been the dream you’re looking for. Don’t get me wrong, some of them were incredibly sweet, but not quite what you have in mind. However, you aren’t a quitter, so if you have to force yourself to find love, so be it.

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The first two weeks living with Thomas have been as chaotic as you predicted it would be. He was just as lazy as you remember—so full of himself and cocky that he doesn’t believe he has to do real work. It infuriates you.

He officially makes the list of worst roommates in the world. He doesn’t clean up after himself, he lets his dishes pile up, he eats all the damn food, he blasts music too loud, and brings random women from bars home on Friday nights. And he isn’t particularly quiet either in the late hours of the night while you are trying to sleep. Soon after moving in, you figured out he was a night owl while you are an early bird.

It was nice to not have to see his face first thing in the morning, but every night he was banging around, watching TV or talking loudly to his friends. When you complained to him about this, he just gave you a smirk and said ‘what are you gonna do about it?’

He knew what he was doing. You knew what he was doing. You both knew it was all on purpose. So when you would stomp around in the morning while getting ready for your runs, it was payback. Although sometimes it would bite you, like that one time a girl he brought back accidentally fell asleep after they banged, so she slipped out in the early hours of the morning. Right when you were in the kitchen lacing up your running shoes. The horrified look on her face when she asked if you were Thomas’s girlfriend was priceless. After informing her that no, you are not dating Thomas, she let out a breath of relief and expressed how bad she would feel if you were, and thank god you’re not.

When you got back from your run and lifting session at around 9 am, he was finally awake and looked like he just rolled out of bed. His hair a mess and bags under his eyes as he brewed himself coffee. You told him about the incident from earlier that morning and he just laughed, stating, “don’t be jealous it’s not you. There’s always other nights for us.”

That sentence alone only added to your distaste for him.

Thomas is a natural flirt; any chance he gets he says something that makes you cringe and push him away from you. Sometimes while you cooked dinner, he would come up behind you and wrap his arms around you, holding him tightly to his chest and burying his face in your neck. Of course, you fought this back and sneered at him to get the hell off of you, to which he would laugh at and tell you to relax.

It was torture.

What’s worse is you’re so touch starved that for a millisecond it feels comforting. Then you remember whose arms are secured around your waist.

“Peggy, I don’t know how much of this I can take,” you sighed on the phone to your best friend, Peggy Schuyler. Peggy was always there for you throughout your toughest times. She’s seen you at your best and at your worst, and stuck with you despite everything. She’s loyal, and that’s one of the things you love most about her.

“It can’t be that bad. What does he do?” She says, shuffling around on the other end.

“Oh my god, he’s so inconsiderate. He rarely does his dishes, or buys groceries, and don’t even get me started on the women. It’s bad.” You complain.

“He sounds immature,” she comments.

“He is!” You say through gritted teeth.

“Y’know, Alex told me that he works with Thomas in their leadership group. Said he’s a real asshole to him. I don’t know why they hate each other so much, but Alexander probably has a good reason to. From what I’ve heard about him today…I dunno, I wouldn’t want to be near him either.” She rambles.

“He has every right to hate him. Did you know he ‘accidentally’ locked me out the other day? That asshole had such a smug look on his face when I had to ask our landlord to let me in. I didn’t mean to forget my key—it just, it slipped my mind,” you rant, growing frustrated.

That wasn’t a fun day. You had left to make a quick trip to your car and it slipped your mind to bring a key to get back in. You figured that he’d be there, but when you got up there and fumbled in your pocket before realizing you were missing the key, he didn’t respond to the pounding fist on the door. After calling and texting him multiple times to no reply, you growled and went downstairs to get the landlord to let you in. When you finally did, Thomas had just stepped out of the shower, wearing only sweatpants with his curly hair wet. Him being faced with your angry confrontation, he claimed he couldn’t hear you in the shower. You didn’t buy it.

“Are you serious? What a dick. I’m sorry, Y/n, I really hope it gets better.” She says softly, offering her condolences. You hummed boredly.

“Yeah, I doubt it will. I don’t think I could ever warm up to him.” You sigh, leaning your head back on your pillow.

“Just give it time. I’m sure you’ll open up to each other eventually.”

You grimace at the thought of becoming close with Thomas Jefferson. “Yeah but…I don’t want to associate with that asshole.” You say bluntly. She barks out an airy laugh.

“Honestly? That’s fair. But in all seriousness, everything will work out in the end. If it hasn’t worked out yet, then it’s not the end.” She casually drops this insane quote on you, rendering you speechless.

“…Thanks. Did you just come up with that on the spot?” You asked.

“Hah! No, I saw it on Pinterest. It’s a good quote, glad I got to use it,” she chuckles to herself and you smile, shaking your head softly.

“Oh! I forgot to mention, I matched with a guy on Tinder and we’re going out tomorrow night. Damn, I was so caught up in my hate for Thomas that I forgot what actually matters.”

“Really? That’s great! What’s his name?” She beams, and you grin, rambling on about Clyde, a 26-year-old from Colorado who loves dogs, has brown hair, and is super fucking hot.

After ending the call on a positive note, you’re looking forward to the next day. It had your mind racing with the possibilities of what he might be like in person. You’ve been chatting with him for a few days now, and he seemed promising. He had a good sense of humor over text which was nice and he wasn’t too clingy.

You only hope he’s what your idea of him is.

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“Where are you goin’?” Thomas quirks an eyebrow from the living room, his legs stretched across the couch and his phone in hand. His shirt was abandoned, leaving his bare chest for the world to see. Your eyes trailed down to his defined arms and abs. You quickly snapped yourself out of it, but it didn’t go unnoticed by him. You could tell from the smirk on his face.

“I’m going on a date,” you triumphed, a beaming smile on your face as you smoothed over your outfit. He scanned your appearance, pursing his lips and nodding to himself.

“Have fun, I guess,” he formed his mouth into an awkward line. You raised an eyebrow, observing the change in his demeanor. Normally he’d say something snarky, maybe hit on you, but I guess today was different. Maybe he’s not feeling it. Or better yet, maybe he’s decided to stop completely and leave you alone.

You clipped on your earring and head out the door—deliberately double checking you had your key with you. After driving to the restaurant you agreed to meet up at, you searched the sea of faces for Clyde. Upon spotting the handsome face you’ve grown to like, your eyes lit up and you made your way over to him.

“Hey,” you said humbly, sitting down across from him. He gave you a lazy grin.

“Hi. You look beautiful,” he comments. You blush, and thus the night begins. It was going good at first, that is until the waitress came around and he waved her off rudely. Red flag number one.

Red flag number two came when he started bragging about how he broke his exes heart, talking on and on without letting you get a word in. By that point you had lost any attraction to him. It sucked because he seemed like he would be worth it, but you’ve learned to not get your hopes up too high anymore. By the time the bill came around, you split it, and he didn’t tip the waitress. Instead, he complained about how horrible the staff is since they mistook our order for someone else’s, which they fixed immediately.

Safe to say you won’t be calling him again.

“How’d your date go?” Thomas calls lousily from the couch where he still sat. You sighed, running a hand over your face.

“Bad. He turned out to be a complete dick to the waitress.” You dropped your purse onto the counter and kicked off your heels, letting out a small sigh of relief.

He winced, inhaling sharply. “Yikes. Never a good sign in a man.”

“Exactly. It’s like, if you treat them that way, you would treat me the same if I was in their position, y’know?”

He nods, putting his phone down and watching you chug a glass of water.

“He was almost as big of an asshole as you are.” You laughed teasingly. He immediately huffs and rolls his eyes.

“And here I was, thinking you were finally warming up to me.” Despite that, his lips quirk up at the edges.

“Never gonna happen.” You raise your eyebrows, giving him a toothy grin before retreating to your room. He’s in for a rude awakening if he thinks he can win you over so easily for being attractive. This will be a long few months living with him.

#hamilton x reader #hamilton #Thomas Jefferson #Thomas Jefferson x reader #pls don’t judge me

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marvelettesassemblenow · 2 years ago

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Wrong Number

Pairing: Steve Rogers x female Reader

Summary: When Steve texted the wrong number, he started a friendship with you. Most of your talks are about your Corgi Bella, but then you find out who Steve really is

Word Count: ~3.5k

Warnings: body shaming for Steve (don’t worry, other people make sure to tell Steve how beautiful he is), if you don’t like garlic I’m sorry – just imagine it is something else, some swearing

A/N: Texts in [ . ] are text messages

[I’m just asking because Sam begged me to ask you to bring your garlic dip to the barbeque. He won’t shut up or else I wouldn’t be bothering you.]

[I don’t know a Sam?]

[Haha, I’ll tell him that]

[No, seriously. I don’t know who you’re talking about.]

[Good one, Nat. You could have just said you wouldn’t bring it.]

[I’m not Nat... And tbh I don’t know who you are either. I think you have the wrong number

At least I hope Sam gets the garlic dip, if it helps]

You didn’t hear anything else from the unknown number and it had been a few days. When it was Thursday evening and you were bored and scrolled through your messages you saw the unknown number again and decided to send text.

[I hope Sam got his garlic dip!]

When there was no reply in the next minutes you put your phone aside and put more focus on the show running in the background. Then your phone was illuminated by an incoming text.

[He was very sad he didn’t get it. And he did complain all the time while he was still stuffing his face with my apple pie.]

[Wow, so I guess that dip must be very good then. Any chance I could get the recipe?]

[I doubt it. No one has gotten it out of Nat so far]

[What about your pie recipe?]

[Who knows, I might share one day]

[Well a girl can hope. I hope I didn’t bother you.]

[No bother, I’m glad you’re distracting me from some paperwork]

[Well then here’s something else to distract you]

Steve wasn’t sure if he should open the picture or not. He heard stories, but in the end his curiosity won, and he was rewarded. He looked at the cutest little dog who was sleeping on a rather big pillow.

He couldn’t help but gush about the dog and learned that she was yours, was called Bella and a corgi. You shared stories about her and he couldn’t help but ask more and more until he noticed that he should really finish writing his report. But talking to you was fun and so he decided to go to his room and call it a night. He would get up earlier in the morning to write the report.

He messaged you when you were taking a walk with Bella, telling you to be safe. It became a daily occurrence to talk to each other. He messaged you in the morning asking how Bella was, although he knew that she wasn’t with you. It was easier under the pretend to ask about your dog than to ask directly how you were doing. But it was always the second question he asked.

Talking to you was just easier – it might be because he was just Steve. No Captain America, no solider, just Steve who was talking to a nice woman about her dog. And your job, your family – you had been messaging for weeks now and he still learned something new about you.

You still tried to bribe him with pictures of Bella in exchange for the recipe for the apple pie. It wasn’t like it was a big secret recipe, but he enjoyed the banter and the pictures that came in through the day. The latest one was of the dog with her head turned to the side and a crown that almost fell from her head.

[I saw the crown and thought it was fitting as you always call her princess, but she seems to hate it 🙁] was the caption of the pic.

[She doesn’t need a crown to be my princess. Will you go on your walk soon?]

[Yup, just getting ready]

That was the last message he received. He didn’t like you being out on your own at that time of the evening. You had sent him a picture and it was dark, so he always texted with you. But this evening he didn’t receive an answer so for the first time he did something he had never done before.

The buzzing didn’t stop and you fished the phone out of your jacket, it showed an incoming call from Steve. It took you a second until you finally pressed the green button.

“Hello?” you asked. You hadn’t realized that you had stopped walking until Bella nudged your leg.

“You didn’t reply to my message, I wanted to make sure you’re okay,” you heard his voice – and the sound of it made you wonder - not for the first time - how he looked like.

“Were you worried?”

You didn’t expect him to answer with a clear yes. “I did, I needed to check in on my girls.” That did things to you, you weren’t able to handle yet. You played it off and talked about Bella instead, who was getting restless.

“I guess you can keep us company, Bella just wants to keep going.”

“Of course she is, she wants her mom home safe. She’s my good girl,” he said, and it was as if Bella heard his voice when she starred at you. Steve was on the phone with you until you told him you arrived home safely and put the phone on speaker where he talked to your dog while you took off your jacket.

“I have to go now and play with a grumpy cat,” he told you when you were back on the phone.

“You have a cat?” you asked astonished as he had never mentioned it before and only then did he admit that he had been at his best friend's place. You scolded him for talking to you instead.

“As I said I was worried about you. The punk wouldn’t dare to say anything, but Alpine might bite me if I won’t give her some cuddles now. Have a good night, sweetheart.” Before you could reply anything he had ended the phone call and you could only stare at your dog on shock.

“Well, that’s a new one.”

Tuesdays you helped at your local animal shelter. And that day there was a lot of talking and surprisingly many people.

“What’s happening?” you asked Amy when you signed in.

“A lot of people are here today because of the photo shooting. A few Avengers came by to take some pictures for a campaign to adopt more animals. Pretty good idea, but the day wasn’t as good. The photographer was a bitch. There really isn’t a better word for it. She was complaining the whole time, demanding and then she was a real bitch to Captain America. The man came here to do something good, for free might I add, and she looked him in the eye and said “I thought superheroes were supposed to be perfect. This is going to take so long to photoshop these arms with these stretchmarks all over.”

“She didn’t,” you gasped. “What did he say?”

“That poor man excused himself. He said he was sorry and opted to put on some more clothes. Can you imagine? What a crime!”

“Damn, now I wish I had been here. I would have ripped her a new one, this is no way to talk to other people. And especially not someone who risks his life for us. And who in their right mind would look at him and tell him he’s ugly?” You were getting upset and you weren’t even there. Amy asked you if you could take Daisy for a walk and let that information slip that she had been the dog that had been photographed with Captain America.

Daisy had gotten her name because of a white spot on her butt that looked like the flower and you were surprised that she hadn’t found a forever home yet as she was the sweetest dog you had ever met (but you wouldn’t say that out loud when Bella was near).

“I think I cheated.” Your heart stopped for a second before you remembered that he couldn’t be talking about you – as you weren’t a couple.

“You think you cheated?”

“Today I had – I saw a couple of puppies and I slipped and called the little girl princess and then I felt bad immediately when I noticed, and I just had to call and come clean and apologize to my princess. Of course, she’s the only one, but maybe she’ll understand if she sees her.”

“Did you call to apologize to my dog for calling another dog princess?” you concluded.

“I would have come over and gave her favorite treat and some cuddles if I could, so I hope this will be enough though.” There has never been a conversation about if the two of you should meet. An incoming picture distracted you though.

And this time you were sure that your heart stopped, because there was no way! No way that this picture happened today and that you were staring at the same puppy that had been in your arms not 3 hours ago. And had been in Steve’s too. “I’ll just... I’ll put you on speaker so you can apologize to Bella. I have to use the bathroom, I think.” You put the phone on the floor, told Bella – who let out a whoof when she saw you walking away, but decided to stay near the phone and not move at all from her place.

Your Steve was Captain America. Your Steve was Captain America. Your Steve was Captain America. You felt like a damn fool, but on the other hand – what was he supposed to say? Obviously he wouldn’t introduce himself as Captain America. And then you remembered what Amy had told you about that awful woman and you bet he had an awful day while you just let him alone with your dog on the phone.

“I’m back, sorry for disappearing and leaving you with my dog.”

“That’s alright, are you okay?”

“I am! What about you?” You pressed the phone closer to your ear.

“I’m okay too. Feel a lot better now that I’m talking to you,” he admitted, and you could hear that he really sounded more relaxed. “Okay, so I’m going to suggested something crazy here. How about we switch to a video call? You don’t have to show me yours, but you could see Bella if you want to. And me, if that’s what you want.” You must have been out of your mind to suggest that, but now that you knew who was on the other side of the phone, it just seemed fair.

“Only if you want to, sweetheart.”

“Let me change real quick, so I won’t be in my pj’s anymore. But I’ll put Bella on first.” You placed the phone in front of her dog bed and pushed the call button and when you could hear Steve’s voice again you quickly went to throw on a regular shirt and decided to stick with the pj pants. And you couldn’t do anything to hide the growing pimple on your face, so you wouldn’t be bothering about that either.

When you came back and picked up the phone Bella looked confused, then lost and followed you towards the couch where you were headed. In the end Steve had a good view of your dog and a not flattering angle of you. “So guess this is me then,” you said when the other line went still and you saw the black rectangle in the corner.

“Wow, I didn’t think you’d look like that.” You face must have shown you confusion. “It’s nothing bad, its better, but like you imagine how the other person would look like when you’re talking to them and it isn’t that at all, but you’re … beautiful. Seriously, I knew you’d be because of everything you told me, but seeing it with my own eyes. I wish I could show you myself, but today... isn’t a good day.”

“That’s okay, I offered. You don’t have to do that, don’t feel pressured.” Bella made a noise as if she’d agree and a laugh was heard through your speakers in reply.

Minute by minute his mood improved; you could hear it in his voice. He was telling you about the cute dog and you felt like you kept something from him when you didn’t tell him that you knew Daisy. But then you’d give away that you knew who he was and he wasn’t ready to share that. He had only told you he didn’t have a good day and that talking to you had made it better. You noticed that this was the first time he left Bella out.

“So what, you can gush about one corgi all the time, but when I take you to a corgi party, you’re all pouty?” Sam couldn’t believe it. Steve had been in a mood for a few days and Bucky and he thought this would cheer him up.

“Steve, did you see the one dressed up as Captain America?” Bucky was excitingly pointing somewhere in the distance. It seemed like he was having the most fun of the three of them. Steve couldn’t tell his friends that this made him kind of sad, because it made him miss you and your dog. The talking had fizzled out and you almost had no time to call or anything. You still sent him messages when you were on your walk (He just couldn’t reply in that moment because he was on a mission) and you sent him pictures of Bella, but it felt like something was missing since you had your video call.

But how could he tell you that he wasn’t just Steve, he was Captain America too?

“Steve, look at that one at your feet. It’s looking up to you.”

Steve looked down and there sat a Corgi. “Hey there,” he cooed and bend down. “Aren’t you a cute one?” The dog waggled its tail and flopped on its back, so Steve started to rub the belly. “Are you lost?” he asked when he noticed the leash hanging loosely at the dogs side. “What’s your name pr- sweetheart?” He stopped himself, but he noticed the ears standing up when he almost let the petname slip.

Two things happened at the same time: While Steve looked at the name on the dog tag at the collar, someone shouted for Bella and the dog got back on its feet.

“Princess?” Steve asked at the same time you asked “Steve?” and then he said your name or more like breathed it. Bella let out some noises so no one would forget about her, while you and Steve were busy staring at each other, and he had stopped petting her.

The moment was broken by a man approaching. “Sorry, but could I take a picture of you and Oliver? I can’t believe we met the real Captain America!” Steve looked briefly at you, but you offered to take the picture. Bella refused to leave his side and so you took a picture with her at his feet, Steve with a forced smile and a dressed-up Captain America Corgi in its owner arms.

When the man left Steve looked apologetic at you. “I didn’t want you to find out like that!” he said sheepishly.

“Oh, I already knew,” you admitted and looked at the two people standing behind him. After a quick introduction they asked if it would be okay to pet Bella and you told them that she would be disappointed if they didn’t.

“Have you met Winter?” you asked Bucky who gave Bella the pets she so desperately wanted.

“Uh no? I don’t think so?”

“You have to meet her! I just met her and her owner and they are so nice! Winter is actually named after... well I guess you’ll find out. But I bet she would love to meet you! They wanted to get something to eat so you might find them there.”

When it was only the two (three) of you Steve apologized for not telling you sooner about his alter ego.

“It’s not like you need to walk around, telling everyone. I get it, Steve. I’m not mad! You told me about you and your friends, what you like and don’t like. You didn’t need to tell me about your job. And it wasn’t like I told you when I found out who you were either.”

“Why didn’t you?” he asked when you stopped so Bella could sniff at a new friend.

“I thought you’d tell me when you’re ready. And I heard about the photo shooting at the shelter, so I thought this wasn’t the day to bring it up. And I want to tell you again,” you stopped and, with a bravery you didn’t know you had, took his hand in yours and only continues when he looked at you: “Don’t listen to that horrible woman. You’re very handsome and you’re such a beautiful person, don’t let other people tell you otherwise!”

A blush started to appear on his face, but he didn’t let go of your hand and in the end the three of you left the park with him texting his friends they shouldn’t wait for him. Talking to each other felt easy and you didn’t even know why you hadn’t really talked in the last weeks. Maybe it was because you felt insecure after that video chat.

But your friendship with Steve grew and now he was even accompanying you on your evening walks, which often ended with late night talks in your apartment. If Steve couldn’t come it was Bucky or Sam and one time Natasha stood in front of your door and introduced herself (That same night you also found a little note with some ingredients on it in your kitchen). Bella loved all of them and especially the one-time Bucky had a little companion with him.

“Interested in talking a walk with us?” he asked.

“Us?” you asked confused as you didn’t see Sam.

“Yeah, Winter and I were about to take a walk.“ Your eyebrows rose when you spotted the three-legged dog next to his side. “Just don’t ask, okay?” You promised but you would be asking Steve as soon as he was back from this mission! Walks with Bucky were kind of different, not as much was said as it would be with the other ones, but you somehow felt that in the non-talking you said a lot to each other.

“So, when are the two of you making it official?” he said randomly. He didn’t look at you and was instead watching Bella and Winter intensely.

“If Steve is interested in something more than friendship, he should make it known. I thought I had made it clear that I’m interested and if he isn’t taking the next step, I’m not pushing it into something it isn’t.”

“I guess I need to have a chat with that punk then.” Winter and Bella were exhausted from the impromptu playdate and while Bella crashed immediately when you opened the door, Bucky picked up Winter without a struggle, told you good night and made his way back out of the building.

The next time your doorbell rang you it was Steve in civilian clothes, but still with dirt in his face and his hair unkempt. “We need to talk!”

You couldn’t help yourself and you had to take a picture! The sight in front of you was just too cute. “Don’t stand there and join us!” Steve’s sleepy voice suddenly said, and you should have expected that he had noticed you lurking in the doorway. You quickly walked over and laid in the arm that your boyfriend held out for you.

“Did you like the picture you took?” he asked.

“Love it, actually.”

A few minutes later a notification popped up on your phone.

[Steve Rogers posted a picture]

This is real and even heroes aren’t perfect was the headline and it showed a picture of a shirtless Steve - stretchmarks and all - in bed with a corgi thrown over him and they looked at each other with love in their eyes.

Steves Instagram post made the internet go mad. Theories about who that dog was, what made him post after such a long time and then something so extremely personal. And no one was prepared for the chain reaction that followed:

Under the hashtag #HeroesAren’tPerfectEither and #AdoptDon’tShop followed pictures of the other Avengers. The Winter Soldier posted a picture of him standing in front of a dog with only three legs – and without his prosthetic arm. Many pictures more followed and the campaign, that wasn’t a campaign, was more successful than any other. More furry friends found their forever home, although Steve felt that in his case it had been Bella who had adopted him and showed him his forever home.

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my-castles-crumbling · 3 months ago

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Anon Advice Asks - April 11

midnights anon, names anon (new), pictures anon (new), panromantic anon, parkour anon, skating anon

midnights anon

Hi <3

I know you said I didn't have to answer but I just want you to know that I am so proud of you. Life isn't easy, and you're doing such a great job just....life-ing. Remember that getting better and healing from trauma isn't linear. You'll have good days and bad days. It doesn't mean you're doing any less fantastic <3

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names anon

Hi Cas!!

I've just officially started dating someone, but they go by she/they pronouns and recently they asked me to be their girlfriend, and I'm really happy! I was wondering if you had any gender neutral boyfriend /girlfriend terms because I don't know any, and we're not up to pet names yet. ✨✨

Hi! Congratulations!

I know most people use 'partner.' I've also heard:

significant other

date mate

datefriend

themfriend

sweetheart

my person

I hope that helps! Sending you both love!

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pictures anon

HELP I DONT KNOW WHO TO TELL BUT GUESS WHAT

I was hanging out with the friend group which is like 5 or 6 of us

And afterward

This girl (I have a crush on)

Texted me

And was like

Hey I thought you looked really pretty tonight so I took a couple pictures of you, here they are

And they were just shots of me like laughing or looking at my phone or whatever

BUT SHE THOUGHT I WAS PRETTY

AHHH

No one ever said anything that nice to me bruh like it was amazing completely separate from fhe fact I like her

How sweet

OMG this is so sweet! She was obviously looking at you :D Keep me updated if anything happens!

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panromantic anon

Hey Cas! It's panromantic anon, and I saw an anon ask if you knew who your anons are, and I want to ask, do you know who I am? I mean I have been pretty obvious so-

I mean, don't mind you knowing who I am, I go by anon because a lot of people are reading those asks and I don't want a lot of people to know, but I don't mind you or a few mutuals figuring out so I posted things on my blog about things I ask here as well.

I was just curious, you can say yes or no or not answer this at all! Sorry to be a bother-

Not a bother at all!

Honestly, I have no idea lol. Which I think you've said before that you've been obvious and I got so confused. I thought, oh maybe you're someone I know from discord maybe? just because you said that. but I truly have no clue.

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parkour anon

Parkour anon,

So um, I am not afab or girl, I am cis guy but, tbh thinking about it, I look very feminine. I don't feel comfortable with it but my face has softer lines I guess ? and can't grow any facial hair bc of a medicine. Sucks a little. Maybe he is homophobic ? Dunno, I had more girlfriends than him but I also had boyfriends in the past so.

Anyway, he still doesn't let me do my goddamn work so I started to do the same to you out of spite. I know it's not the best thing to do but, telling a guy who works out a lot 'he can rest if he is tired, it's not easy for guys like him' in the 10th minute of a 2 hours training is so fucking funny. Sorry not sorry. Anyway, I have to deal with him a little, but, 3 weeks later I will be the lídar. It's some sort of team captain? I don't know how to explain it , but It means I will assign the works for 6 weeks, and then another person in my team will take that position.

And yeah, technically speaking, I am stronger than him. not in every aspect of course, physically maybe we would have a draw or he might win, or I might win depending on our states. If I am gonna be honest he is great, but like, I have been trained more than him in year count.

Don't know why he is acting like that. It's stupid.

Hi!

I'm so sorry, I hope I didn't offend you. But yeah, the homophobia makes total sense. I originally asked because the behavior seemed so bigoted, you know? Maybe he's jealous as well, if you can get girls and he cant...

But omg you telling him things are not easy for 'guys like him' is SO perfect and I laughed out loud reading that. 10/10 perfect response. I'm sorry he's acting like that, I'm glad you'll get some power soon.

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skating anon

Hiii

I'm skating anon

Soo I haven't built up any courage to tell her I like her however I think my chances have gone down like like 70%

I just figured out she's demi too so I feel like there's like 0 chance

I mean technically it's more like an update than an ask but yeah still do you think I should anyway build up the courage

Alsoo

Skating anon again

I know it's not an ask just thought it might give someone a small laugh

So the girl I like wants an undercut but the hairdresser she goes to is like the old people gossip place so she ain't going there for an undercut, her friend suggested a hairdresser however he's gay and so he might assume she's gay and ask something so she doesn't want him to give her an undercut

But there aren't any other options left

So her mum told her that she should tell her dad to cut it for her

So moral of the story she wanted an undercut but now it's her dad who's gonna actually do the undercut for her

Hi!

Okay I'm confused. From your second ask, are you saying she's not gay and that's bad? Because if she's demi and likes your gender, then you still completely have a chance...just because someone's demi doesn't mean they don't want to date/don't like people! It just means they need to get to know you first! I don't think that affects your chances at all, really. As long as you get to know her!

Also good for her for getting an undercut. I want one so bad but I'm not brave enough.

#asks #ask #ask cas #midnights anon #names anon #pictures anon #panromantic anon #parkour anon #skating anon

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notewell5 · 4 months ago

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I'm new here so this may have already been discussed extensively, but I was looking on Internet Archive for arctic stuff and stumbled across a write up of some of the scientific observations Harry Goodsir did in 1845 before the Franklin expedition fell off the map. He was able to send a few letters back to Britain from Baffin Bay, and the journal that published a report on his findings (The Annals and Magazine of Natural History, now the Journal of Natural History) seemed thrilled to have them.

The final paragraph of the piece is heartbreaking in hindsight:

The expedition has now proceeded into the inhospitable icy regions of the north, and we must not expect to receive any further accounts of it until it has either succeeded in making its way into the Pacific Ocean, or having found that to be impossible, is on its return to England. In either case there can be no doubt that much valuable scientific information will be obtained.

I am not a biologist or zoologist, so I struggled with a lot of the scientific names in the piece. I did some digging to satisfy my curiosity and thought someone else might find the info useful, so I've done my best to identify the organisms Goodsir describes but doesn't give a common name for under the cut. If anyone out there has any suggestions/corrections, please lmk!

Briareus: now called Briareum? if so, a genus of soft corals commonly known as green star polyp.

Clio: Floating sea snails, specifically "pelagic marine opisthobranch gastropod mollusks."

Beroë: a genus of comb jellies, commonly called cigar comb jellies.

Actinia: a genus of sea anemones which apparently can grow a second mouth?

"Beautiful Crustacean": Tbh this one stumped me, I think it might be Anomalocera patersonii based on the info here? Honestly it just looks like one of many Spore creations to me.

Ciliograde: Anything that moves via cilia, apparently a term no longer used (a lot of these terms have been reformulated). Goodsir suggests that the creature he observed was related to siphonophores (Diphyidae) and sea grapes (I think, Salpae possibly becoming Salpidae?). I have no way of knowing if he was even close to correct, but sea grapes are pretty darn cool.

Medusae: I think this is jellyfish? But I thought I knew what jellyfish were and apparently I don't.

Pteropoda of the genus Clio: Sea butterflies!

Spiratella: Also sea butterflies!

Medusae of the family Beroidae and mostly of the species B.punctata: more comb jellies

Caprella: Skeleton shrimp

Amphipoda: teeny tiny little shrimp looking things (can you tell i've abandoned all pretense of scientific rigor)

Asteriadae: A.k.a. Asteriidae, sea stars!

Terebratula: A genus of brachiopods.

Isopod forming a new genus allied to Munna: I'm taking this to mean it looks like a species of Munnidae – and the best way I can describe that is that it looks like a grasshopper crossed with a spider crossed with a really wacky shrimp.

Ascidian: A sea squirt (what makes it beautiful is unclear to me, sorry to this man).

Cyclopterus: Commonly called the lumpsucker or the lumpfish – this is borne out by its appearance.

Liparis: A "snailfish." I've avoided doing pictures because that would make the post incredibly ungainly but I have to show this one, hold on to your hats:

Yikes! Okay, moving on.

Ammodytes: A sand lance, sometimes called a sand eel (though not a true eel, Wikipedia is quick to point out!).

Caing whale: I wasn't able to find Caing whale or "Phocaena melas," but the OED and Merriam Webster suggest that caing whale (or ca'ing-whale) is a Scottish English name for a pilot whale. Not sure if the taxonomy tightened up on this or if Goodsir mixed up the names for pilot whales and porpoises, but since he was Scottish I'm going to assume this was indeed a pilot whale. Also, does the OED know about this usage, because their earliest date is 1860s?

Spatangi: Heart urchins.

Corallines: Different types of red algae.

Fusus, Turritella, Venus, Dentalium: lots of cool sea snails

Isopoda: Isopods (so helpful, I know), which are crustaceans but can also live on land. Wild stuff.

Brissus lyrifer: Now Brissopsis lyrifera, a type of sea urchin.

Alauna rostrata: Now Diastylis laevis, a real scabrous looking shrimp thing.

A final note here for those who've made it this far: I was unexpectedly sad to see that on several occasions, Goodsir had proposed names for organisms (and written those names in his account) which were not "approved" or widely accepted by his peers. I've spent enough time with research scientists to know that that's just how it works sometimes, but there's just something very poignant about someone who was clearly so excited to make this journey and expand world knowledge of marine life (among other things) not only having his life cut short under such horrible circumstances but also just being a footnote on an accepted name for a microscopic shrimp.

On the other hand, he won't be *just* that because of The Terror and the fandom, and that's pretty neat I think.

#the terror #amc the terror #harry goodsir #goodsir #franklin expedition #i'm going to be really embarrassed if this has already been widely discussed #but also I was feeling feelings and this is how that manifested #so i guess that's fine

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one-blaze-of--glory · 3 months ago

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sorry I'm still ranting about the food thing.

this was a huge worry about me traveling on my own (to NYC and Sint Maarten). who's worry? mostly my dad's. I didn't let myself worry because I didn't want to validate his, because again, weaponized compassion (he was so weird about this too. he wanted me to send him pictures of everything I eat to make sure I'm eating enough. as if that's not extremely creepy and something that would make almost anyone uncomfortable and feel weird about eating in the first place)

but it was my worry too mostly because in New York I can at least somewhat control what I eat but on Sint Maarten I was at the mercy of the organizers.

And back in NYC there was a specific instance of me having to eat in front of people that made me nervous. people being Reggie and his mom btw. but then I realized it's less hard to explain stuff when I'm not the only autistic person around and that was a weight off my chest (I ❤️ plain pasta and I ❤️ people who don't judge me for eating plain pasta)

but then Sint Maarten was. I'm not going to lie it was a lot more rough in this aspect. I was genuinely worried about other stuff but those were mostly okay by the end. like I got used to people around me, hell I even miss them now, but yeah the food thing was a valid worry because sometimes there was lunch that I just straight up couldn't eat. (I TRIED!)

but this isn't about that, this is about people's reaction because there was a variety of reactions from different people. few disclaimers: 1. I did eat enough. there were 3 full meals every day and I always ate at least one but sometimes two or even three per day along with snacking a lot throughout the day. that is as much or even more eating than I would at home sometimes. 2. almost everyone there including me was an adult. like I was one of the youngest people but still an adult and I hate feeling like I'm being treated like a child especially if it's specifically for autism reasons. okay now to make this long post even longer

the bad ones: I want to clarify that these are people I still generally like and I don't think they had any ill intentions. But yeah the majority of the hungarian team did kind of make me uncomfortable with the amount of excessive worry around my eating. I knew what I was doing. I knew I was eating as much as I needed. yet I constantly got comments about it, people offered me more food that I didn't want and commented on if I wasn't eating much at lunch even if I was eating the other two meals. and some straight up fear mongering about what could happen to me if I don't eat more (none of that happened. btw.)

okay the good ones!: I'd much rather talk about this tbh. some people were great. shoutout to Hanna for shutting people down when they were being weird about my eating one time. shoutout to one member of the spanish team (I'm trying hard to remember who but I can't. apologies) who completely judgement free gave me an apple when others were eating pizza. and btw I know I mentioned people offering me food as a negative but this was different because I was already eating an apple before that (so I just had two apples) and also they did ask me. you need to understand, in contrast other people just told me they got me food without even asking me. which I don't really appreciate. but the apple was nice. and extra extra shoutout to a certain guy™ for on the very first day sitting with me during lunch and seeing I wasn't really eating my food and then was just completely normal about it, didn't try to make me eat more and said he's also struggled with trying new food and then we just talked about other things without getting hung up on the food topic, it was a great first experience I wish everyone else was like that later on but i digress

#this is way too long and personal. whatever.

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doll-elvis · 2 years ago

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I’ve seen these photos of Priscilla on Pinterest and she looks so upset, do you know if there’s any back story behind these photos

hello and thank you very much for sending in this ask ꨄ︎!!

I’ve always been too distracted by that absolute unit of strawberry-blonde hair on Priscilla’s head to notice her expression but after closer observation I think you’re completely right in your assessment of her mood- sis was looking like she would rather be anywhere else 😭

after a quick google search and finding out that these photos were taken in April (sometime after the 23rd) of 1966, her expression started to make all the more sense

and not only is the date important for the context of these photos, but that unit of hair could also be very important

just a quick disclaimer: since Priscilla herself hasn’t spoken on these photos anything I say below is merely my own speculation as to why she may have looked upset on that day

To begin, according to Peter Guralnick's "Careless Love”, Elvis had just finished filming for his 22nd picture Spinout, in California, when he returned to Memphis with Priscilla on April 23rd. And so by knowing that they were photographed together in the meditation garden sometime in April, it’s safe to assume it was likely after the 23rd as they were in California for the weeks before

The film Spinout is relevant in this as 1. His costar was Shelley Fabares who he had a crush on 2. One of Elvis’ and Priscilla’s biggest arguments occurred during the filming of Spinout while they were in California and the cause of their argument was reason number one… Shelley Fabares

Both the Memphis Mafia and Shelley herself have confirmed that the relationship never went beyond anything platonic as she was faithful to her partner but nonetheless Elvis and her spent a lot of time together and formed a close bond

Naturally, Priscilla became suspicious that an affair was taking place and so she expressed to Elvis that she wanted to meet Shelley which then led to the first time that he had ever threatened get rid of her ⬇️

(read from left to right + click photos to see full text)

excerpt is from “Elvis and Me” by Priscilla Presley

(I believe this argument will appear in the upcoming film as Jacob Elordi says the line “I don’t have a goddamn thing to hide” in the recently released trailer)

No exact day was given for when this argument took place, it could have been the first week of filming or it could have been the last, but I would imagine having Elvis tell you to get all your things and leave would cause a lasting sort of sadness and have you questioning just how important you were to him even after going back to Memphis/Graceland

And this kind of thing actually happened a few times while they were together. Sonny West once said that Elvis’ greatest defense was offense meaning that if you were to approach him about something i.e Priscilla approaching him about his infidelities, Elvis’ response would be to turn the tables and put the pressure on you i.e telling Priscilla that he wanted her gone ⬇️

excerpt is from “Elvis: What Happened?” By Sonny and Red West, along with Dave Hebler

Another instance ⬇️

excerpt is from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia” by Alanna Nash

Tbh as much as I love Elvis this is why I do hold a lot of sympathy for the friends and women in his life (even the ones I don’t personally like) because he tended to give ultimatums as a way to get what he wanted

“If you don’t like this, then leave… if you don’t want to do this, then leave…” and he did that because he knew most people would choose to stay

Now, the significance of that unit of strawberry blonde hair is purely speculative, but I'm wondering whether Priscilla started dyeing her hair that color to resemble Ann Margret as Elvis was quite melancholic over the fact that Ann and her boyfriend Roger Smith were spending so much time together during that time, infact, they were engaged just 2 months later in June of 1966

The affair between Ann Margret and Elvis lasted only a year after they met while filming Viva Las Vegas, so it doesn't make much sense that Priscilla would start dying her hair strawberry-blonde 3 years later (although she did try to emulate Ann in 1963) but it could be possible, and knowing that Elvis was still thinking about Ann Margret in April of 1966 would definitely be enough to make her upset at the time

What do y’all think?

#priscilla presley #priscilla #elvis presley #elvisaaronpresley #elvis #elvis history #elvis fans #elvis photos #60s Elvis #elvis asks #elvis and priscilla

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milesquaritchlover · 2 years ago

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The hunt PT: 1

So this is actually my first ever story so I’m not sure how good it is and I am unsure of it tbh. Hope you like it and sorry if I’ve disappointed you.

Warnings: fluff, suggestive tones, cliff hanger (sorry not sorry)

Summary: You and Miles have been in a relationship for about a year now, you’ve both grown rather comfortable with each other and don’t worry if what your going to ask or say might be a little crude ( Miles certainly didn’t have much of a filter after the first few months of dating ). But recently you’ve both been too busy and haven’t spent much time together, but that’s going to change.

Miles and Y/N have both been called to General Ardmore’s office, they haven’t got a clue what for, they can’t help but worry that it might be about their relationship.

“Take a seat you two” Ardmores tone of voice gave nothing away. “Why have you called us here General?” Your voice slightly trembled as you spoke. “As you know I intended to send a group of people out to the base located just outside of the eastern sea line, you two where apart of that group”. Her voice remained as it was and caused a deep unsettling feeling in your stomach. “Unfortunately that’s not going to be possible, we don’t have the resources to feed all of you whilst your their and most of our convoy’s have either been attacked and raided or didn’t make the trek, but there is enough to keep four people fed with that being said I have decided to send you two alone”. Ardmore told them keeping her eyes trained on them both.

Wait what? Did she actually just say that? Are you and Miles actually about to be in a RDA base all on your own with no one to interrupt you or keep you away from each other! You couldn’t wait but you also questioned why you two where the ones going. “Why are ya sending us general?” Miles decided to ask curious as to why he and his partner are going alone. “Didn’t cha say we had enough food there for four people?” He added. “Yes I did say that, but I fear that you wouldn’t get along with the guy I intended to send with you so I cut him out of the picture” she said causing you to be confused. “I chose you two because I know you get along (well no shit) and Y/N is the best in the science field and works best alone, and you were always going to be going because your the best line of security they would have there.” Ardmore said with a slight smile that disappeared soon after.

“With that being said, I want you both on your best behaviour. I know what you two being alone will cause. And I will be checking up on you and randomly calling to make sure your behaving so keep that in mind” She looked at them with a knowing smirk but her voice was stern. You blushed at the thought that Ardmore knew what you two would be up to. “How long will we be there for?” Miles asks brushing off what Ardmore said. “You’ll be gone for 6-7 months the time might be extended though” Ardmore was back to be usual stern face. “When are we leaving?” You finally decided to speak. “Tomorrow”, Ardmore looked back down to her paperwork “you best get packing, your dismissed”.

You and Miles left Ardmore’s office and walked back to your room to pack. “So an entire 7 months alone together, far away from everyone, that’s gunna be fun”. You smirk. Miles chuckled, “don’t cha get any ideas love, we do have to behave if ya remember”. “ I know, I know, but….. we do have free time and with no one to bother us we could always do something together, we haven’t even had a proper meal together in months now Miles and I just wanna spend more time with you”. You pout up at him making Miles chuckle and pull you into his waist, “I’m sure we can make that happen love”. He smiles down at you. “Now keep packing we’ve got to be up and ready early tomorrow and I am not waiting for you.” He shoves you playfully making you giggle and continue packing.

The next day you and Miles are transported to the base, after unpacking and getting the electrical side of things sorted you both decide to head to bed early.

The next morning you wake up to find that Miles had already left. You got dresses and headed to the kitchen when you smelled cooked eggs and bacon. Walking in you saw Miles cooking breakfast, “morning Miles”. Miles turned to you and smiled “Mornin’ love, how’d you sleep?” You sat down at the table after getting a cup of coffee “like a baby”. “Good” Miles put some eggs and bacon onto a plate and handed it to you “thank you baby, you can be so cute sometimes” you said with a teasing smirk.

Miles laughs “me? I’m many things, but cute ain’t one of em. I prefer to be considered charming and charming only. never cute!” He said jokingly.

“Well I’m considering you cute and nothing you say or do will change my mind” Miles laughed at this but surrendered.

“Fine, fine…just for you cutie.” He chuckles “but if that’s the way you want to play then don’t be surprised if I start treating you like an actual cutie, and that means calling out your cute habits in public.”

You gasp “you wouldn’t dare!.”

“Oh but you better be nice to me, honey, or else I will. A deals a deal.” He gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead “do you want me to put you in a baby bonnet?”

“Hay! I know I’m small but I can’t help that im a human and your a freaking recom navi!” You started to blush with embarrassment.

“But your a cute and tiny human and I’m the recom that makes you smile right? I just want to keep that gorgeous smile on your face, the best way to do that is to treat you the way you deserve to be treated, my princess.” He smiles at you.

“Hmm. Cute, but don’t think your getting any cuddles tonight.” You turn away from him trying to make it seem like your mad at him.

Miles raises and eyebrow at that. “Oh, but I can make you change your mind, you know.” Miles leans forward his breath tickles. Your cheek as his voice drops to a growl “I know what all the buttons are on this little princess now, and I’m not afraid to push them” you feel his large arms wrap around you, like it or not.

“We’ll I will not reciprocate your cuddles, you will not break me!” You state playfully with a small smirk.

Miles smiles and presses you closer to him “oh, so you want to make this a challenge then? It would be much easier if you’d just give in, love, don’t you think?”

“Nuh! Uh!” You say stubbornly sounding like a child. Miles laughs and moves a little closer “oh come on. Can’t you be just a little cute? I know you want it, you know you want it, but your just so stubborn to admit it. He stops, leaning even closer now, his voice low and teasing. “can’t you be a good girl and let me give you some lovin”

“No! Don’t like you anymore” you say jokingly but Miles misses that.

“What?” He suddenly stops holding you and leans back, looking at you. “Excuse me, what did you say?”you look back at him confused “uh? What?”

He chuckles “ ‘don’t like you anymore’ did you say that? Oh, you must be joking right?”

“Yeah I was joking, please don’t tell me you thought I was being truthful!? I would never say that Miles! I’m sorry!” You look to the ground feeling like you’ve just disappointed Miles and yourself.

Miles leans forward and puts a finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “Of course I knew you were joking, I just wanted to hear it from your own lips. Don’t be so worried I love it when you try to tease me, you’re just terrible at it.” He chuckled a little and gave you a peck on the cheek. “That’s my girl, now why don’t we go back to bed a cuddle for a while, no one here’s gunna miss us.” He smiles cheekily.

You take him by the hand leading him back to your room, over to the large recom sized bed, make him lay down and climb on top of him to cuddle. Your whole body was on top of his torso with your legs by his hips and your head tucked under his chin.

Miles chuckles at the position but cuddles back into you, hugging your waist with one hand and the other stroking your hair. “ you have no idea how much I’ve wanted this.” You can’t help but smile against his skin.

He kisses you on the forehead and smiles. When he sees you snuggle into him he lets out a satisfied sigh and slowly falls asleep with a small smile on his face. You fall asleep a while later. When you wake up you feel something warm on your face.

*oh looks like Miles is drooling on me again, how did we even get into this position?*

“Miles love wake up” you shake him slightly “your drooling all over me” you giggle. One of his eyes opens and he looks at you. “Mornin’ sweetie.” He notices the drool and chuckles. “Sorry didn’t know I was like that.” He wipes his chin with the back of his hand, then reaches his arm over you and pulls you in, hugging you.

“As much as I’m loving this I really need to take a shower your drool is extremely sticky” you mumble into his chest. “Oh really ya don’t say?” His voice sarcastic and his face full of amusement.

“Thought you’d be used to the sticky feeling of it by now though.” He looked up at the ceiling a smirk on his lips. That made you gasp and hit him on the chest. “Miles I can’t believe you just said that.”

You get up and go to shower, listening to Miles walking about cleaning up the bed. After you finish in the shower having washed your hair and body thoroughly you get out and get dressed heading to the kitchen to make some lunch. Miles walks into the shower after you

“Miles don’t be too long in the shower I’m making lunch.” While your talking to him you’re reaching up to get the ingredients for the sandwiches and knock over a bowl of soup, spilling it all over you from head to toe. You screamed slightly loud enough for Miles to hear but not enough for him to think your in danger.

“You ok?” You hear his muffled voice through the door. “Yeah, but uhh your gunna need to save me some hot water too please and I mean it I know what your like Miles!” This made him chuckle but he also wanted to know what you had done.

“You do? Then tell me what am I like love?” He chuckles “and don’t worry, as soon as I’m out you’ll get all the hot water you want”.

“You know what I mean!” You shout back.

His voice echoes through the door “oh? You mean you were thinking of my shower activities, were you?” His tone teasing and playful.

“Oh! My! God! Miles! Fine no more kisses for you!” You shout back.

You hear the shower shut off and Miles walks out with a towel around his waist, water dripping out of his hair and down to his chest. “no more kisses? Your being too cruel sweet’art, I’ll have to punish you now” he smirks.

“W-what do you mean by that?” You ask suspiciously, slowly trying to back away.

He moves towards you “oh I don’t know… maybe I could start with this!” He Grabs you and pulls you towards him, kissing you passionately.

You pull away from the kiss breathing heavily “miles I’m covered in soup, I need to shower.” Miles chuckles and walks you towards the sofa, he pins you down and starts kissing you again, caressing your body. “Will that help, or will we need to take it a step further?” His breath is warm and his lips are soft, but his eyes are dark and burning with desire. While he had you underneath him, his large frame devouring your smaller one.

You hum and smile “miles, you seem to have forgotten something”

#miles quaritch #miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch x you #navi miles quaritch smut #navi miles quaritch #recom miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch x female reader

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aerospectrum · 1 year ago

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No honestly I’m a Beth girl through and through but it’s 100% John’s fault for like you said enticing enough fear in both of them that they felt they couldn’t go to him. I do imagine Beth thought at least John would’ve ended up sending Rip away or at worst killing him. Sure; he was a good fit for the ranch but he had no where else to go and no one would be looking for him. As much as I like the show I do know John is both the main character and the villain at the same time. I think he’s quite interesting because while he does what he thinks is right for his family and the ranch, his methods are totally flawed and he goes about things the wrong way. He feeds of off of his children’s trauma and darkness in order to keep the place going. I wonder how the rest of the series will go without him being in the picture tbh.

ahhhh I’m gonna put this under a read more just in case it gets too long lol

I love Beth so much too aaahhh if I could write with a Beth my whole soul would be soothed lol!! sometimes I feel like the writing has gotten a bit lax on the show with just making Beth and Jamie so intensely vindictive towards one another that’s it’s almost become the primary personality trait for both of them and the rest of their personality has fallen to the wayside. their beginning intensity was so intriguing and I thought well crafted.

They absolutely gave the “middle siblings” energy I love and live for in life lol. I feel like Beth and Jamie have a weird chemistry with one another and I’m telling you if they teamed up to take down Market Equities or any of the bad guys they’d be unstoppable. Beth is cutthroat and more or less fearless, hence “I’m the bigger bear” quote and Jamie is empathetic in a very witty manner but knows how to make use of his seemingly timid nature to his benefit and advantage. I think they both know how to pull their punches when it’s necessary and I think that’s why together they’d be such a powerhouse for the Yellowstone.

but I totally agree, I think Beth and Jamie both knew that Rip was a runaway kid with nobody out there to search for him I think John even mentions it in one of the flashback eps, but I think they both probably though oh yeah our dad will for sure kill this kid and have no remorse for it. Given the fact he tried to force Kayce to take Monica to the clinic for an abortion herself and when he refused literally gave his own son a brand I think John has- or maybe had no qualms about sacrificing his children for the assumed betterment of the ranch for sure!

I do love the show but yeah I’m on your page John is for sure the villain and that’s the cool thing about him as a protagonist because so many people are used to protagonist being the perceived “good guys” and the Duttons are not that, lmao, and I love it! I think John’s ego is intrinsically tied to the “worth” of the land and his children are in fact offerings to that success. Gosh John realy traumatized all his children and when faced with that reality he actively works to tear them down and make them feel worse for calling him on his toxicity. I’m super curious how it’ll end without him there too, I’m curious how the writing will go or make up for his lack of presence and part of me is worried it’ll be a bit phoned in, but I mean I think that’s normal worries for most media these days because once you really like something anything below what you’ve come to expect probably feels like an insult. I hope they wrap it up in a meaningful and worthwhile way!!

this got so long oh my god lmao I’m so sorry but my mind gets going and I go down all these rabbit trails and forget to stay on track. But I’ve loved your messages for real, they’ve been really insightful and really fun to read and respond back to thank you so much my dude for sending them!!!

#anon ask #headcanon asks #jamie dutton #beth dutton #kayce dutton #john dutton #yellowstonetv #yellowstone tv

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qetalos · 2 years ago

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JUST FOR ME ! | 제이

p: non idol!jay x non idol!reader. Reader is Jay's ex and hasn't moved on since their break up! g: angst? warnings! mentions of obsession and break up, reader is obsessed with Jay after their break up, cursing mentions of death, slightly cringe, read at your own risk 😭

note: heyy I'm backk! tbh this is really out of my comfort zone as I never wrote with the genre (?) Yandere if u wanna call it that. Also this is inspired by Just for me by pinkpantheress. Anyways, enjoy ;) really short post!!

'cause I read somewhere you'll fall in love with me

maybe this wasn't good but I couldn't move on from my ex, Jay.

We had broken up three months ago and I couldn't stop thinking about it. He broke up with me, because "he fell out of love". I know he still loves me, right?

I keep a diary, full of his name. I feel like in highschool when I liked a guy, I couldn't stop thinking about any guy I would put my eyes on. Like I was right now with Jay, he didn't go out from my mind. I just know that he hasn't moved on from me either because we're made for each other, as he once said at one of our dates. I still remember that day and many more, how could I forget? I bet he didn't forget either, we made so many memories together...

I found the street of the house in which you stay

After our break up, Jay had to move out from my apartment as we lived together for a quite a long time. I heard that he moved to a street not so far from mine, he definitely wanted to bump into me someday...

So I decided to go with my car and look for it, I saw pictures from his Instagram and tried to find the house. Soon after I found it and decided to write down the address, just in case.

The house where Jay lived now was really modern and nice, from outside. It didn't look way too big but not too small either, just how we wanted our house to be. My thoughts are that he decided to move there because we had talked about a house like that and he wanted to have a piece of memory from me, how sweet.

Should I send him something? Like a secret admirer! Maybe some food? Or maybe decorations for his house? He would definitely love whatever I would decide to send him!

I followed you today, I was in my car. I wanted to come and see you from afar

After finding where he lived now that we broke up, I always passed by with my car. I stayed for around 15 minutes and then drove away.

One day, I saw Jay posting a story with a countdown for what seemed like a trip? He was going on a little trip to a city nearby! I knew it because he once told me that his parents lived there and that he wanted to go there anytime soon...

I packed my stuff and when the day arrived I woke up early and drove my car to his place, I saw his car parked there too and saw that he hadn't gone yet so I decided to wait.

When Jay finally started to drive, I decided to follow him trying to not be suspicious about it. I followed him and almost lost him in some parts but still arrived to where he was staying, I saw him entering to an hotel and decided to stay at one too! I stayed at the hotel that was opposite to his, how lucky! I think that Jay chose that hotel because he knew I was going to be there so he wanted me close...

I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe. When you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me?

Jay spent a week at that city when he finally drove off to his house. When I saw that he was going back I decided to go back to my place, just to give him a bit of space... So I could go back again.

I would visit him every day until I saw a girl coming out from his house, Jay hugged her before she walked away. What was he doing? Who was her?

I followed the unknown girl closely until she stopped at a traffic light, perfect, I thought to myself. I'd play a character on her to take her and...

"Sorry.."

"huh?"

"Oh I'm so sorry, I can't find the bus stop. Can you help me?"

"Yeah sure"

I wanted to make sure that Jay didn't get to see her anymore... He couldn't get to see any other girls other than me... Even after the end of our relationship..

That night, the girl didn't go back to her house. I ended with her that same night, no one will know what happened to her... She deserved it, for seeing Jay at his house...

"What did you do?!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh you know damn well what I'm talking about... It's Hye-soo!"

"What about her?"

"You killed her. You're sick, I'm disgusted with you. Did you think I never knew about you stalking me?! I fucking saw your car every day! Even when I visited my parents! Are you serious?!"

"Oh well, congrats for guessing the truth. I never doubt your intelligence"

"You're disgusting, I don't wanna see you ever again"

"I love you too, Jay"

beep...

the phone call ended, he hung up.

☆゜・。。

thank you for reading!

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What's you opinion on the colby and mlp drama? I see some fans are mad at him for "breaking her heart", cause the poor girl was waiting around for 8 years in the hopes of him finally making her his girlfriend and he has the audacity to date another girl. For all we know they're never been in a committed relationship.Her fans should be encouraging her to finally getting over him and move on.

i've gotten an ask about this before, a week or so back. i was against commenting on it just bc i don't want to give mlp the time of day. but as things have slowly played out, via her and her fans… i don't really feel the need to stay silent on it.

there's a lot i'm probably gonna say, so this will most likely be a very long post lol

and to those of you that hate-read the shit i post - especially since you like mlp so much - i ask you kindly to read completely thru. i know that's a lot, but please consider doing it, especially before you send in an ask calling me a "dick rider" for colby just bc i don't immediately say he's a slut and a douchebag for breaking her heart :)

i'm gonna give the briefest of rundowns for those that don't know.

first off, if you want to know how i feel about mlp, here is an ask i answered a while ago detailing most (if not all) of the shit she has done over the years.

secondly tbh, i never understood her relationship with colby. sure, they were always weirdly flirty, seemingly in a will-they-won't-they type of thing. but her livestreams have painted an ENTIRELY different picture. one that paints her as a bit…. unhinged, imo. he doesn't look great either, but i'll get into it.

now, what has been happening recently: i pop in occasionally to her streams but for the most part i steer clear bc she annoys me too much. i have friends that tell me everything, plus you guys. but i have witnessed some stuff with my own two eyes. when she first started streaming, she was NONSTOP talking about colby. answered any and all questions about him, how they were super close, talked about adventure buddies, said all the good poems in her book are about him, even saying she was gonna have him on at some point soon. and she was gonna have him in videos soon as well.

as you have pointed out, anon, her fans are mad that he "broke her heart" but how that became "reality", so to speak, stems from this: her sister asked her what she was doing for nye, and mlp said she had no plans bc "no one asked her yet" to do anything. fast forward to after colby's bday, aka around the time the pics of him and m leaked, and suddenly mlp is not streaming.

the stream she did a couple days after colby's bday is a new level of crazy i haven't seen from her bc she just aired it ALL out. and even if she didn't do that, her fans with their big ass mouths on twitter, insta, and tiktok, have been doing it for her.

she explained to her chat that she just went thru a breakup, basically. that it was an eight/nine year long situationship that was on and off again…. interestingly, her and colby have been friends since 2015. which would be…. eight/nine years.

very clearly, she is talking about colby, without saying his name.

now, there was someone in chat that said something about situationships, someone else asked what a situationship is, and the person replied with "a sexual relationship but with no commitment" or something vaguely like that. mlp immediately said "oh that's not what i had."

………so, you're telling me that whatever went on between the two of them….. wasn't sexual…. at all??? maybe i don't understand what a situationship is then, bc i was under the impression that the SEX PART was kinda the whole point. otherwise…. you just kinda have a friendship. an emotional situationship is just not a thing lol

even tho she kept telling her chat "i can't talk about this", she just kept going. she said that la changes ppl, that she thought they were on the same page for years and then all of sudden things took a turn. she thought she knew him well bc she was so close to him for so long. she can't talk about it publicly bc it's "too obvious" and she has to stay offline bc it's all on social media (which really just… seals the deal that it's about colby lol). she said she cried in his face and he said nothing. she also, verbatim, said "it's like one week you're their everything and then the next they want to go party and be with crazy girls and i'm not crazy" which…. cmon girl. you might as well have said m's name atp.

now, with all of this out of the way… how do i personally feel about this, since my opinion is so valid lol jk

for years, mlp has made it her mission to plant the seeds thru out the fandom that her and colby were secretly dating behind the scenes. that they had something going on but "oh guys, i can't talk about it ;)", playing coy and never outright shutting down the rumors. i have literal ss from her fan accounts saying "you guys don't know the truth. of course colby would never tell the full story" and shit like that. these are fans that fully were in GROUP CHATS with her for years, listening to her every word. so it's very clear to me she was telling them directly what was going on.

or at least the good parts - that her and colby were a thing.

but colby CONSISTENTLY has said time and time again that he is single, that he is not looking for a gf, that he hasn't had one since 2016, that he hasn't met someone he wants to spend the rest of his life with. he has said all of that to us for YEARS. now, unless bts he was saying to mlp "oh baby, you know i'm just lying to the fans" that is the ONLY WAY he would be completely in the wrong here. regardless, colby has been seen publicly with girls so. many. times. mlp has been called out for liking edits making fun of said girls! she's also been rumored to be his guard dog, to loom over him, that he needs to "keep his bitch on a lease" - and the ppl who said this were the girls that were fucking with him. so she isn't in the dark that he is with other ppl.

and again, a situationship is NONCOMMITTAL. that means they aren't dedicated to each other. she herself has been with other guys, she admitted that. so why is it colby is the asshole here?

her fans are claiming that he flaked on her, that he chose m over her….. babes, that's not how this works. first off, again - noncommittal. these are the terms and conditions they BOTH agreed to. they have been playing this cat and mouse game since like 2016. nothing about their relationship has changed since then, let's be honest here. secondly, she literally said out loud "no one has asked me" aka COLBY DIDN'T MAKE PLANS WITH HER. so, he can't flake on someone he didn't make plans with. and this is no shade to mlp - but she doesn't drink, she doesn't party. colby for years has always been a partier. what exactly was he supposed to do with her on nye???? i'm not saying that to be mean. i say this as someone who is a wallflower, a stick in the mud, a prude, a straight-edge, ect ect. i haven't partied since i was in my early 20s. i get the lifestyle she has. i'm just saying realistically, of course he's not gonna want to hang out with her on one of the biggest nights to party.

now, all of this is not to say that she is the only one that did wrong in this situationship. colby should have said something long before now. but he liked that she emotionally supported him, he liked he could rely on her for his emotional needs to be fulfilled. he should have realized how deeply into him she was. he should have cut the chord long before things got to what they are today. but to bring it back to mlp, since this is about her mostly - she is 30. THIRTY. she has been playing this game since her early 20s. she knew what she signed up for. they haven't even had sex. with all that deep emotional bond shit they had going on - they never got intimate in that way. and clearly, she never had a problem with it. until now.

i think for the entirety of their relationship, mlp knew at the drop of a hat colby would come running to her - and vice versa. i think this is the ONE TIME he chose someone else over her. that, tied with the fact that she was making all these promises of him being in her content - videos, her documentary, streams - she NEEDED colby to say yes to all of this. and maybe he said yes, but then changed his mind. maybe he said he was too busy, and when she found out what he was busy with (hanging out with m on nye), it finally clicked that he was not into her like she was into him. even tho as a fan that has been obvious for years now.

and while i don't like mlp, i don't wish her harm. i don't wish her to be heart broken or sad. i know exactly what she is going thru. all of my dating experience has been unrequited love. i get it. trust me. however, you can't play innocent and naive. you knew what colby was doing all this time. and sure, he's a dick for not stopping this sooner. but you clearly knew what was up - YOU COULD HAVE LEFT. you had years, eight years in fact, to leave at any point. but you accepted what you could get, and you milked it for all it was worth. not to mention, but how did you expect him to want to be with you when you are in gcs with his minor fans talking about him constantly??? that man likes to keep things private, and you were basically shouting it from the rooftops.

not only that, but you played the fun game of shitting on any girl he was friends with or hooking up with. and only apologized when you got called out for it. and then tried to play the whole "i'm all for women supporting women" bs. let's be real honest, cards on the table - you only support women when you deem them as nonthreatening. the moment a woman is competition to you, especially in regards to getting attention from colby, you shit on them. bc you're scared. you're scared he will choose them over you.

also this doesn't even take into the fact that why would you want him to date you at this point when he has made it clear he doesn't like you like that? you want him to lie and pretend to be into you?

all of this being said, while i do have some sympathy for her, i also really don't. and the reason for it is bc she LIES. she egregiously lies, and has done it multiple times in her live streams (and obviously for years now).

here's two main ones, off the top of my head: one, she said she doesn't who corey scherer is…… besides the fact that apparently she has been in colby's life since basically corey was there, i find it hard to believe she doesn't know who he is. one reason is bc she used to go over to the old trap house. she 100% met him. and you know why i know this? reason number two, SHE IS IN THE BACKGROUND OF ONE OF COREY'S VIDEOS. she is there, sitting next colby. watching corey do something goofy for his vlog. why she would lie about this, idk.

two, and this is a bit of a weird one, she said she doesn't like zoos. she said bc she's vegan, zoos make her upset and cry and that she wants animals to be free or whatever. okay, hey, that's valid. and you might be like "how is this a lie?" well, back in september, when snc were in hot topic. she went with colby to said store. you know what they did after that (maybe even before)? THEY WENT TO A ZOO. i got the video clips of her giggling with colby over a capybara. the last time she seemingly hung out with him publicly was THEM GOING TO A ZOO. when she answered this question on stream, i was confused. bc she literally was just at a zoo with colby. so why lie??

she doesn't even benefit from lying about this shit. so what is the point?

and the reason why a lot of this deeply pisses me off is bc of how two faced these fans of hers (and colby's) are. in chat, she will have ppl kissing her ass, saying colby is a shitty guy. he's emo trash, he's a douche, they want beat the shit out of him from breaking her heart. he's a slut, and they even trash m. all that. but then, weirdly, on twitter and on xplrclub these same exact fans are begging, PLEADING, for colby to give them a crumb of attention. making edits of him, buying the merch, tagging him relentlessly. so… which is it? is he a dickhead, or is he this swell guy you want to have say your name in chat? pick a fucking lane.

okay. i'm done now :) lol

#ask #personal #cb ll #no seriously this is very long #grab a snack or something

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