#**I have a Pinterest board with a few pics of him as well as an album on my Facebook if you want to check them out**

[bloodibambiidoll]

I'm asking waayyy too much BUT ITS THE LAST ONE I PINKY PROMISE( for today. . .)

Anyyywaayyssss, okay so what if weird girl!reader was hanging around n climbing trees or something (bc I do that-) and JJ sees her and he's like "girl wtf r u doing up there" and blah blah blah it's there first time meeting too (it would be fun if rafe sees this and they're not dating yet n he gets a lil jelly hehe)

VERY RANDOM BUT MY HEAD JUST WORKS LIKE THATTT

Ty bb🪽🫀

Omg yes!! This is such a cutie idea!! I actually had this pic saved on her Pinterest board bc she absolutely climbs trees. Sometimes she just climbs a little too high… Jealous!Rafe, fluff, lovesick!Rafe 18+MNDI!

(Also in another world Jj & Weird!girl would be so cute actually)

“What’re you doing up there?” The sound of someone’s voice nearly has you falling off the tree branch you’re perched on as your hand flies to chest and a surprised gasp leaves you. You look below you to see a head of messy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes squinting up at you through the sun. You’ve never met him, but recognize him of course, it’s not like the island is particularly big so you’ve seen everyone at least once. Jj Maybank, he’s from the cut so it makes sense that you’ve never really crossed paths. He’s cute though.

“Umm… I’m doing pretty much exactly what it looks like I’m doing, sitting in a tree.” You let out a little small chuckle as you look down at him. “What are you doing down there?”

“Well, I’m exactly what it looks like I’m doing, walking on the ground.” You snort at that, giving him a playful roll of your eyes. “I know, I’m hilarious. I was just makin’ sure you weren’t stuck up there or anything.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t say stuck. I’d say I may have flown too close to the sun climbing up this high.” You shrug as you kick your dangling feet back and forth.

“Soooo… you’re stuck then?” Jj smirks up at you as he adjusts the cap on his head so it’s facing backwards. It gives you a better view of his face, he’s cute. Maybe if you weren’t already so invested in Rafe you would definitely be interested in him.

“I mean, mentally? Yes. Physically? No. I could get down whenever I want, actually.” Your voice is sickly sweet and Jj wonders why he’s never talked to you before. He’s seen you around and he’s always thought you were hot. That whole semi creepy but still angelic vibe you give off really does it for him.

“Yeah? You need some help?” He chuckles and leans his hand against the trunk of the tree, out stretching his neck and accentuating his jaw. He looks like he’d be nice to bite.

“She’s good, Maybank.” Your head whips around to see Rafe walking down the dirt path with a stone cold look set on his face. “I can help my girl. You can fuck off now.”

“Rafey! Hi!” You smile wide as you wave down at him enthusiastically. You sent him a picture of you up in the tree telling him you might need a little help getting down and he immediately dropped everything to come to your rescue.

“Rafey, huh? That’s adorable, truly.” Jj smirks at Rafe and it has him breathing out hard through his nostrils. He’s been trying really hard not to beat every man who looks at you to a pulp but seeing fucking Jj Maybank smirking up at you while you giggle is making him see red.

“Shut the fuck up, Pogue. Didn’t I tell you to fuck off? I suggest you do before we have an actual problem.” Rafe takes a few steps towards him, his eyes are like blue fire as he glares at Jj like he wants to burn him alive. It’s kind of hot. If you’re being honest with yourself.

“Okaaaay, I think that’s enough. I’m good Jj, thank you for offering to help me, you’re sweet.” You give him a saccharine smile and it makes him swoon just a little. You are so cute that if he wasn’t trying to stay off the cops radar he would probably stand here and fuck with Rafe even more.

“Yeah, no problem, sweetheart. See ya around, let me know if pretty boy over here decides to fuck you over, I don’t mind being your rebound.” Jj bites his lip as he winks at you before turning to walk off. Rafe wants to chase after him and wipe that smug ass look off his face by shoving it into the dirt.

“Raaaafe.” You snap your fingers to get his attention and it pulls him out of his rage filled trance. He looks up at you, smiling down at him so sweetly and he almost forgets who Jj Maybank even is. Almost. He still wants to kick his fucking ass.

“Hmm? Yeah baby?”

“Can you help me get down now?” He giggle and Rafe swears it’s his favorite sound other than when you scream for him while you fall apart in his cock.

“Oh shit, yeah. C’mere.” Rafe moves so he’s directly under you with his arms outstretched. “Jump down, I’ll catch you.”

“I don’t know, Rafe. I’m pretty high up.” Your expression turns nervous so Rafe leans up so he can hit the bottom of your shoe with the tips of his fingers.

“You’re not even that high, see? Just fuckin’ jump. Promise I won’t let you fall.” He shakes his hands above his head and gives you that semi goofy, reassuring smile that’s reserved only for you.

“Okay. Fine.” You let out a dramatic sigh before bracing your hands on the branch so you can push yourself down into Rafe’s arms. A little squeal leaves you when he grips onto your hips and pulls you against his chest. You wrap your arms around his neck so you can plant a messy smooch on his lips. “My savior!! How will I ever repay you, fair knight?”

“Pft. You’re so fuckin’ dramatic.” Rafe snorts as he lightly sets you down on the ground.

“I’m dramatic? You were about to beat Jj’s ass for trying to help me!” You laugh, jokingly pushing your hand into his shoulder.

“Nah, he was doing more than just trynna help you.” Rafe grabs onto your hand so he can pull you closer against his chest. “He was fucking flirting with you and you’re mine.”

“Yours, huh? Guess I missed the letter in the mail that said we were official.”

“Oh my god, you’re so dumb.” Rafe throws his head back with a groan but you can see the smile painted across your lips. “I thought I made it pretty fuckin’ clear that you’re my girl.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know, might need you to spell it out for me.” Your giggle makes butterflies erupt in his stomach and Rafe never believed in that butterflies in your tummy bullshit until he met you.

“Ugh. You’re a brat, you know that?” You shrug, letting out a satisfied hum. “Fine. Be my girlfriend?”

“Uh, duh, I already am.” He rolls his eyes and you give him a satisfied smile. “Just wanted to hear you say it.”

“You’re sooo in for it when we get back to my place. Brat.” He grips onto your neck, pulling your lips against his in a rough kiss. “Car. Let’s go.”

“Okay, okay, sooo bosssy.” He smacks your ass and you yelp, running full speed toward his truck.

“Oh hell nah! Get your lil ass back here!!”

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[nochukoo97]

boyfriend drabbles (pt.27)

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: the one where you and jungkook go on a pottery date, and eat lots of food later

word count: 1.1k+

taglist!: @imlyfie @jksgirlhere

boyfriend drabbles masterlist!

you’ve been waiting for jungkook’s schedule to clear up to finally be able to go on a date with him, more specifically a pottery date that you’ve been telling him about.

“baby, i’m so excited,” you hum, fidgeting in your seat as you look out the window.

jungkook chuckles beside you, his eyes trained on the road as he drives, “what do you want to make?”

“should we make mugs?” you scroll through your pinterest board, humming as you click on a few designs you had saved.

“do they only allow us to make one thing?” he ponders, turning to face you for a split second.

“i’m pretty sure we can make as many as we want, just gotta pay more i guess,” you spot another cute pottery bowl on your feed, clicking on it and saving it into your camera roll.

“then we should make a bowl, a plate and a mug each,” he decides, chest puffing out slightly as he laughs at your amused reaction.

“we’ll be spending all day there then,” you tell him,

“i don’t mind,”

“jungkook!”

-

jungkook seems more excited than you now as you both walk into the class, the lady sitting you both down and giving you instructions.

you tell her that the both of you would be only making a mug each, much to jungkook’s dismay. but you promised him you’ll bring him back if it goes well.

“baby, how the hell did you get this shit on?” you turn to your boyfriend, a puzzled expression on his face as he twists and turns the apron around, trying to find out how to put it on.

“this is too hard,” he’s groans, hands plopping on his lap as he let’s you take the apron from him.

“you’re meant to twist it like this,” you turn the strings to make a loop, getting up from your seat to reach over his head and put the apron on him.

“thanks,” he pecks you on your lips, “what colour are you making your mug?”

you ponder for a second before answering him, “pink, i have my inspo pic,”

you fish out your phone to show him the picture you had saved earlier in the car.

“your favourite colour,” he whispers under his breath while looking at your photo, “should i make mine black then?”

you nod your head, opening pinterest again to search up pictures for him.

jungkook’s amazed by the many results the app has given you, he takes his time to scroll through and carefully scrutinise each picture while you organise the table.

“i’ll do this one,” he tells you, showing the picture he has found as you nod enthusiastically, jungkook seems pleased with your reaction.

-

“this is so fucking hard,” the clay in jungkook’s hand spins out of control for the third time as he sighs, you laugh to yourself softly as you turn to look at him.

“try one more time baby, then i’ll help you,” you use the back of your hand to nudge his hair away from his eyes, leaning over to peck his cheek.

“how are you doing that, i swear sometimes you’re too good at these type of stuff,” he groans, picking up the clay to throw it back on the pottery wheel.

“you need to be patient,” you start your wheel again, showing him, “like this, look,”

jungkook watches in awe as you shape the clay into a mug shape, the clay smoothly following your hands as you smile proudly.

“now you try,” you stop the wheel again, turning to face your boyfriend.

jungkook starts his wheel, hands hesitantly hovering over the blob of clay, he deems it as his current biggest enemy.

“push your fingers in the middle of the clay when the wheel goes to make a hole, then from there you have to shape it,” you instruct him, watching as he does exactly what you say.

“babe, this feels extremely intimate and uncomfortable,” he grimaces, poking his finger into the clay

you laugh, slapping his arm with your hands, a tiny bit of clay getting onto it, “don’t say it like that!”

jungkook laughs, his eyes still focused on shaping the clay, it’s been the most progress he’s made so far ever since the both of you got here.

“you’re doing it kook! just keep going and be careful with it,” you lean forward to peck his cheek, he nods, a proud smile growing on his face.

-

“that was tiring,” he huffs, reaching out to hold your hand as you both walk out of the shop.

“it’ll be worth it when they deliver the finished products, i think it’ll be so cute,” you giggle, squeezing his hand.

“let’s go and eat some food now, what’cha wanna eat?” he hums, pulling you closer as he fondly swings your linked arms while walking.

“there’s a nearby samgyeosal place-“

“let’s go,”

you giggle as jungkook quickens up the pace, walking the both of you to the car.

-

“shit, should we order the 600g one?” jungkook groans, fingers reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose as he imagines the good food the two of you are about to eat.

“babe, we are two people, please order a smaller amount,” you giggle, watching as your boyfriend flips through the menu to scan through more ingredients.

the two of you settle on some meat, some vegetables and a beer and soju.

“jagi try this,” he offers you the first sip of his beer as you grimace, eyebrows scrunched up as you take the mug of beer from him.

“don’t know how you like this,” you take a sip of the drink, forcing yourself to swallow the small but bitter sip.

“it’s so good, could drink this like water if it didn’t matter,” he reaches to take the drink back and takes a sip.

-

when the meat and vegetables come, jungkook decides that his duty has arrived. he reaches for the tongs and starts to grill the meat on the grill as you watch him.

“smile,” you point your camera to him, capturing a picture of him smiling at your camera and grilling the meat.

“this is so good,” you groan as he feeds you the meat wrapped in lettuce, jungkook smiles proudly at you as he watches your content expression.

“it’s made with love, that’s why,”

“you’re so cheesy, eww,” you giggle, nudging his shoulder as he fondly smiles at you.

“eat well,” he taps the bottom of your chin, turning back to the grill to cook more meat.

-

“that was a good meal,” you link arms with his as the both of you head out of the restaurant, the sky turning dark quickly as time passes.

“mm,” he hums, shivering as he pulls you closer.

“jagi, there’s a night market here,” your boyfriend lights up, beginning to drag you over.

“jungkook,” you whine, “we just ate dinner,”

“a little more food won’t hurt,”

he ends up getting more than just a ‘little’ but you can’t stay mad anyways.

[bitchesuntitled]

Dirty

Warnings! 18+(minors do not enter, go on now-get!). Unprotected PinV(don’t be like this- too many risks), bar bathroom sex, fingering, mirror play, alcohol consumption, consensual, cussing

Not really any description of reader besides clothing. Pics from Pinterest on the mood board thing(I made it, first one ever. Can’t ya tell? 🤣)

A/N: First smutty piece. Just decided to go for it. @jay-zzle read it over and seemed to like it so hopefully someone else does too ❤️ Not tagging character cause that’s a surprise part of the story. Constructive criticism is welcome but I won’t tolerate assholes. Here we gooooo

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Reader X Surprise!Pboy

*****

“Oh fuck!” You gasp while being pressed against the sink in this dingy bar bathroom “Yes! Please, right there!”

Is this how you saw your Friday night going? Not really. Are you disappointed? Not at all. It was a spur of the moment decision. A recent break up calls for some debauchery.

*****

“I don’t know. You really think this is a good idea?”

Your best friend, Laurie, looks at you like you grew a second head. Breaking up with your boyfriend of four years on a Wednesday afternoon wasn’t in your plans for the future but it happened. While you thought he was too focused on his career and succeeding. Come to find out, he was actually too busy fucking his assistant.

“Uh yeah! Fuck Dean! If he couldn’t see what was right in front of him then he’s an idiot. But we already knew that” She says, “It’s Friday night! We need to go out and have fun!”

She was the decision maker in your outfit for the night. A tight red strapless dress that stopped just before your knees, fit your curves in all the right places, black heels, and a full face of makeup that you almost didn’t recognize yourself when you looked in the mirror. It’s been so long since you dressed up like this. In all reality though, you need this. You need to feel wanted, you need to feel attractive, you need this like the air you breathe.

*****

After going to a few clubs the only place left that would serve you alcohol was a dingy local dive bar. Laurie is already three sheets to the wind. You’d sobered up a teensy bit when you got in the cab to come to this place. There’s a jukebox in the corner with a small dance floor where people are making their best effort to dance, well worn black leather seats at the bar, and plenty of drunken entertainment around you. You look up from the drink you’ve been sipping on and make eye contact with a stranger across the bar. You can’t make out many details of him besides the white shirt and leather jacket combo, brown hair, a little bit of scruff on his jaw and that he’s alone. He looks decent enough from a distance with this bar's dim lighting. You decide then and there if he continues staring you’ll have to go up to him, this is what this night was about after all, right?

It continues, it’s like you can feel his eyes on you. This random man who can’t look away. Occasionally you glance in his direction. Still sitting alone, still observing you like he’s waiting to see if you’ll make the first move such as a game of chess. Your drink is down to the bottom, you look over your shoulder to search for Laurie. Seeing she’s occupied by her own stranger for the night, you decide to make your move. Getting up you saunter over to the stool next to him.

“Is this seat taken?”

“All yours if you want it.” The stranger replies.

You sit and get the bartender's attention to order another drink.

“Put it on my tab.” He tells the bartender when your drink arrives.

“Oh, well thank you!!” You say, giving him a slight smirk.

“What uh… brings you to this place dressed like that?” He asks, looking you up and down.

“Only place left that would still serve us booze.” You laugh.

“Ah, I see!” He says grinning like the Cheshire Cat “Makes sense.”

You cock your head to the side chewing on the small straw.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Just don’t see many gorgeous women dressed like that in here.” He shrugs.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d think you’re trying to flirt with me” you giggle

“Maybe I am.” He says with a wink downing his own drink and signaling the bartender for another.

*****

With a subtle nod of his head and standing up from his stool, you follow. It didn’t take long at all for this stranger to lead you towards the back where you can only assume there is some sort of privacy. The stranger grabs you suddenly pushing you against a wall. His face is so close you can smell the whiskey he’s been drinking on his breath.

“Wanna have some fun?” He asks smiling

“It’s why I’m here.” you softly laugh

He closes the gap between you pressing his lips to yours. Kissing someone new is always exciting, not even knowing this man’s name seems to make it even more so. You didn’t realize how touch starved you were til this moment. Some stranger simply kissing you already has your panties soaked. Grabbing the back of his neck and pressing into him more you feel the cool material of his leather jacket against you, sending goosebumps across your skin. He deepens the kiss and willingly you open your mouth for him to explore. The sound of a lock being undone and the jiggle of a door handle has you both separating, trying to control your breathing he gives a friendly nod to the person who walked out of the bathroom.

“Come on.” He says, grabbing onto your hand and pulling you into the bathroom.

He closes the door and you hear the lock click. Grabbing a hold of your waist he presses you against the door. He grabs your face, craning your neck up while slowly moving one hand down your throat, collarbones and landing at the top of your dress.

“Do you want this?” The stranger asks toying with the material.

“Yes.” you whisper, trembling under his touch.

“Good.” He says, moving his mouth to yours again.

It feels like he’s everywhere all at once. His hands were moving with a mind of their own grabbing whatever and wherever they could. Your neck, your breasts, your waist, til they move down to the hem of your dress. His knuckles slowly trace your inner thigh moving up, up, up. He brushes against your clit and you whine.

“Already whining and I’ve barely done anything?” The stranger chuckles.

With one hand around your neck and the other under your dress he moves you swiftly deeper into the bathroom. You can feel the sink digging into your lower back shifting your dress up to give him more room, all of a sudden you’re being lifted. When did his hands move? You can’t seem to focus on anything but the way his mouth moves against yours, all you know is this handsome stranger is making you feel things you haven’t felt in years. His tongue in your mouth, his hand moves your thong to the side.

“Jesus. So fucking wet.” He hums as he swipes a finger through your folds. You can’t even think straight. This man, this handsome stranger, he’s all consuming. He starts rubbing your clit with such precision it’s unreal. When was the last time someone just touching you has gotten you this worked up? Panting relentlessly, already so close to the edge. He inserts a finger into your dripping core, moving in and out at a steady pace.

“Fuck!” You whine. “Yes, baby, it feels so good!”

The stranger withdraws his fingers with a smirk. His hands make busywork pulling his pants down and his cock springs free, you’re mesmerized. It’s long and thick. Like nothing you’ve seen before. Giddy with anticipation of what’s about to happen. He grabs you again and turns you around to face the mirror.

“I want you to see what’s happening.” He whispers in your ear.

He grabs himself and begins rubbing his tip up and down your seam. The sounds coming from your throat surprise you. Never has it felt like this. Never has someone driven you up the wall with want like this.

“Ready?” He asks. All you can do is nod. Feeling his tip at your entrance slowly teasing. “Words, baby. Words. I need to hear you say it”

“YES! Please!” He plunges into you with so much force it’s hard to breathe. The feeling of his cock inside your dripping heat feels as if you're on another planet. You shouldn’t be so close this fast just from his teasing.

“Wanna see you come.” The stranger says. You nod, focusing on the pleasure of his cock inside you. Feeling his hands slid up to your face pushing it toward the mirror so you can see. “You look so good on my cock! Look at you.”

Sliding his hands down your back, he grips your waist. His thick cock spearing into you feeling like you’re going to split in two. His lips are on your neck giving open mouthed kisses and little nips. There are no words coming to you, your brain is blank from the pleasure, all you can do is feel his cock punching into you at a relentless pace, and moan. With each thrust you can feel your hips digging into the sink. Suddenly he hits a spot that has your breath becoming ragged and you can feel that coil in your belly tightening.

“You feel so fucking good,” He groans setting his head on your shoulder blade.

“Fuck! Right there!” You moan out. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Yeah?” He breathes out, moving his head to look at you in the mirror. Winding one of his hands around your waist to the top of your mound and finding your clit. He begins to circle that button and you can’t help but bite down on your lip to keep from screaming at the feeling of it.

“Oh fuck!” You gasp. “Right there, right there, I’m gonna come. I’m- I’m gon-“

The tingling starts at the base of your spine and begins to climb up. Back arching, head resting on his shoulder, your orgasm washes over you, fanning out from your head to your toes.

“Fuck me!” He groans, working his hand a little faster. “So fucking tight.”

“Mmhhmm.” You whine. Winding your hand to the back of his neck to hold him, slightly tugging the curls at the base of his neck, trying to ground yourself. His pace begins to falter, you can tell he’s getting close.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where?” He asks, grunting.

“Ass.” You reply. He pulls out placing his dick on your ass, you can see his arm moving at a fast pace in the mirror. His face begins to twist in pleasure, eyebrows knitted together, moving his face down to watch his spend shoot out on your ass.

“Fucking hell.” He sighs. “That was amazing. Thank you!”

“You’re welcome?” You couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t know if anyone has ever said thank you to me after sex.”

“Well, my mom always told me I needed to be polite.” He shrugs, grabbing a paper towel from the holder on the wall. He gently begins wiping his come off you. You can’t help but stare at him in the mirror as he situates your thong and dress back into place. You make eye contact when he looks up again, both smiling at each other. He grabs your waist and turns you around to face him, arms wrapping around his neck, playing with the curls that rest against his neck.

“Speaking of being polite,” He says, kissing you softly. “The name’s Marcus.”

“Well hello Marcus, nice to meet you!” You giggle telling him your name.

“So, I know we did this totally backwards but could I get your number and take you out sometime?” Marcus asks, cheeks turning crimson in color.

“I think we can manage that.” You say with a wide smile.

[kuroecchy]

the pic in the list are not mine, I just found the pics from pinterest

fair warning the theme i chose for my october prompts are completly randome so I have nothing planned for any of them.

English is not my first language and no beta.

All of this is cross posten on AO3

Day 3 - Late

Everyone knows that Tony Stark never arrives on time. Especially to meetings (both board and Avengers), he usually gets late on purpose for those. Mostly because he hates them but still. Late.

Sometimes it was genuinely because he's late. He often loses track of time when he's in the lab.

Sure, JARVIS tries to remind him, but when the engineer is engrossed in his work? Nothing, and I say nothing can distract him.

He's off on his own little world!

Everyone who knows the engineer long enough knows that.

Only few people can get the man to stop; Harley, Peter, and of course his boyfriend Stephen Strange.

Well the point is, for whatever reason it may be, Anthony Edward Stark is always late.

Well it was never really a problem before. Stephen even found it amusing when his boyfriend is late to the Avengers meeting only to make a grand entrance each time. Stephen particularly found it funny to see the others' exasperated looks.

So of course Tony never tried to fix that particular bad (according to others minus Stephen) habit of his.

So it had hit him harder when it had happened.

Tony had been down in his workshop as usual, engrossed on his current project while blasting his favorite song on full volume.

He had told JARVIS to not disturb him and to turn away any calls. Well except for calls from Peter and Harley (cuz they're his kids), Rhodey and Pepper (cuz if not they're gonna give a lifetime of scolding), and Stephen (his boyfriend obviously).

Incase of an emergency he had expected them to call him, even though he's technically retired (though no one really believes a hero can retire voluntarily like he did).

On another note he was informed by Peter of what had happened.

It started like this :

'Sir, Peter has entered the tower and is now rushing to the workshop.' That was the first clue that something wrong had happened.

But Tony, being engrossed in his own little world, simply hummed in dismissal.

'Sir, may I warn you that Peter is not in the best of moods.' and that's the second tick.

At those words Tony paused, "is he injured?" Worry laced his voice.

But before JARVIS could answer the door to his workshop slid open.

"Mr Stark! Where were you!" Came the voice of his young apprentice.

Tony turned out to see a red face. Eyes swollen, tear tracks still visible.

The father figure rushed to the boy in an attempt to check for any visible injuries that could cause his son to be in this state, "wh-what happened? Peter are you-"

"I'm Mr Stark." He spoke with a shaky voice, "it's Doctor Strange…"

…What? Stephen what happened to him?

Suddenly the retired hero felt like he had just taken an ice bath.

"everyone's been calling you…" said the young hero in a weak voice.

"J-Jarvis…?"

'There have been 132 missed calls in the past hour, Sir. Mostly from Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff. Other calls had been from other currently active members of the Avengers, Sir.' His faithful AI spoke quietly.

And that's another cold bath. Add the feeling of a rug being pulled from under him.

“You really haven’t been paying attention have you…”

Horror creeping into his voice, “Where is he now?”

“Metro general. He’s been undergoing surgery for his injuries.”

“I-I need to-”

Tony took off to his balcony not even bothering to finish his sentence. Jumping off and feeling as the nanites surround him. He quickly blasted to Metro General Hospital.

Not caring about how others looked at him in awe, he walked straight to the receptionist’s desk.

“Stephen Strange. Where is he?” he said rather harshly.

The shocked slash scared the receptionist who could only point out the direction to the emergency room. Tony mumbled out a quick thank you before running to where the receptionist had pointed to.

When he finally saw the heroes sitting outside the operating room he was panting.

The atmosphere was somber and when they looked at him Rogers was the first one to speak.

“Tony… you're late…”

~ END ~

Note :

If y'all noticed when Tony got the news of something bad had happened to Stephen, Tony called for JARVIS. As y'all can see I usually wrote JARVIS’ name in all capital but there I used lower case.

It was only to add to the dramaticness of it all, showing that Tony had spoken it in a weak voice.

[eeclare]

Headcanons: but a Lot

I made a pinterest board for the belchers & co. and saved pics that i feel represent the characters lol and they have inspired me and my latest Bobby borger headcanons :) enjoy

Linda

You would think that bob would have the wicked classic rock cd collection but irl that is our lovely lady Linda

She isn't the BIGGEST classic rock fan but her dad was and she just kinda picked it up

makes her feel nostalgic, y'know

but generally she's more of an 80s pop and show tune enthusiast

and she’s def an overall kinda gal

With a classic red long-sleeve? Yes pls

when she wasn’t allowed to keep buying porcelain babies she switched to ceramic birds for a little while

And she fs has a bird feeder hanging outside the kitchen window

Linda sometimes gets her nails done

Bright red and LONG

sometimes a french tip but that’s only when she’s not feeling the long guys

And red lipstick is a must ofc

she discovered that red was her colour and just let it overtake her

Cherry pie and a little bit of ice cream go a long way in her book

But her fav food and breakfast most days (when neither she or Bob are in the mood too really cook) is Tomato toast

Sometimes with cream cheese, but mostly just toasted with butter and season with salt and pepper

She just can’t get enough of it she loves tomatoes and she loves bread so it just works

The medicine cabinet in the bathroom is full of her clutter and crap lol

No true medicine to be found (other than bob’s prescribed pills ofc)

lots of nail polish, for when she can’t afford to get her nails done

One for her bday gene made her a ceramic tooth trinket box

to keep all of his teeth in, obviously

Keeps forcing her family on “quick” three hour hikes

she STILL tries to knit, esp after how great the kids’ reactions were to the one she made for Christmas

Whenever she and the kids are waiting around for bob to make thanksgiving dinner she puts on the thanksgiving day parade on TV

her fav float is snoopy

Ideal boblin date? Wine in the eve on the beach with chocolate and strawberries

she one time heard some teenager say that they were “frickin’ zazzed” and now she says it all the time

She doesn’t know cut her some slack 😭

It makes Louise pee herself laughing lmao

When Linda is behind the grill she gives the burgers ketchup smileys

One time she got drunk and made a pope hat out of paper and tried to put it on little king trash mouth

….it went about as well as you would expect…

Bob!!

Bob tries to do the NYT crossword

Unsuccessfully

When he gets his new phone she discovers the mini cross words and the app

linda literally could not get him to turn the phone off lmfaoo

eventually tho he gets her into wordle and now they play together nightly

I say they play 'together' but they actually play against each other

Like, hardcore

His fav. Halloween candy that the kids would get are those burger gummies

The kids had never actually had one until Gene hid a few in his socks bcs Bob would take them all before they even had the chance

he’s a cool dad. (tm)

Bob’s got this one Jean jacket that is so filled with holes it’s unsightly

But he just will not get rid of it lol

Why? Who knows

his ideal thanksgiving dinner is one of those idealistic 70s thanksgiving ads

Genuinely bob’s heaven

once for his bday he was served a burger with candles in it

linda thought it was funny

(so did bob)

i think that he secretly loves making spaghetti

Esp spaghetti Bolognese idk it just feels like a very Bob coded dish

When he serves the kids eggs and bacon he makes them a little smiley face AWWWH

Louise gave him a world’s okayest dad mug which he uses

Frequently

the glove compartment in the car has one of those flip through cd cases and it is just FULL of pirated cds lol

In his younger days he was a big fan of Levi’s jeans

He’s saved them all for when Gene is big enough to wear them

Or whichever of his other kids are interested ofc he doesn’t judge

Hates that Linda let’s the kids watch the thanksgiving day parade

He just thinks that it perpetuates the fact that thanksgiving has turned into a capitalist’s dream

“It’s the principle, Lin!”

Louise

One time Gloria gave her one of those sand animals (ykno the ones)

And now she can’t get enough of them

I also firmly believe that she never gets her ears pierced lol

But she was incredibly tempted to when she saw those spiky rainbow earrings in Clair’s

Secretly Louise fs enjoys linda and Gene’s spa days and facial routines and she often participates

Hair wrapped up in a towel, face mask and everything

when linda makes them all go on those loooong “short” hikes Louise occasionally finds a bone or two

Which she (incorrectly) bleaches and keeps in her room obvi

If it were up to her shoes would be a never

Loves the feeling of grass on her feet

When she was a toddler Linda would put her in those purple jelly sandals

Sensory hell for her

BEGS Bob and linda for a hamster or Guinea pig or ANYTHING but alas, fails miserably

Chronic frog catcher

Gene, who is terrified of frogs, hates it

genuinely the bane of his existence

she eventually upgrades the walkie talkies to further range ones

Bob one time went into a comic book store and found a gummo figurine and gave it to Louise and she loves it

But he did have to convince her to keep it in the box

“It could be worth A LOT one day Louise”

Louise got into rainbow loom

Not as a fun little hobby but as a black market business

frond caught her tho so rip that

As a “middle schooler” she collects anime figurines

the cute ones, not the sex ones

As well as horror movie figurines

When she was a kid she was obsessed with those light up shoes lmao

Personally I believe that Louise eventually needs braces for a couple years

But she convinces Bob and Linda that she loves/wants to keep her gap tooth so they get them removed early

Collects silly bands

Always covered in bandaids (but like, the colourful kind)

She eventually starts to paint her nails

Each finger is a dif colour

She likes to collect creepy porcelain dolls too

She’s a big collector, if you couldn’t tell

Paul frank t shirts for daaaayyyys

Big graphic novel/manga reader

She almost convinced Bob to let her get a frog

But again, gene

She hates socks but I firmly believe that she will wear tights/stockings if she absolutely has to

Has a few of bobs old band tees (gene has most of them)

Went through a phase where she constantly drew shit with chalk outside the restaurant

Some of it was cute, some of it was plans for world domination

Tina also gave her a little star necklace for her 13th bday and Louise literally never takes it off

(cuties pies)

Big graphic novel enjoyer

and im hoping this isn't too niche but she really enjoys courtney crumrin specifically

I may be projecting here a little tho bcs that was MY fav graphic novel when I was her age lmao

Gene

Has three tamagotchi pets that he keeps on a keychain that he keeps in his pockets/backpack

So. Many. Hawaiian shirts.

Loves super hero comics

Not a graphic novel fan though

Also likes collecting super hero action figures

Sour patch kids are his fav candie

Has the most narrow bed

has to sleep with a fan on at all times

not just cuz the noise makes his senses go brrr and helps him sleep

but because he is also a very sweaty boy

twinning with tina fr

Huge 80s vibe always

All of his pencils have bite marks all over them lol

Genes a nervous test taker

his palms get sweaty knees weak arms are heavy

on that note, he lowkey gets into rap

any rap: mumble, freestyle, mainstream

He wears his red converse until they literally falls of his feet

Has buttons and pins on all of his jackets/sweaters

Yugio fan??

Wears his white socks in the grass all the time

Drives linda CRAZY

Over alls are a staple in his wardrobe

same with flannel button ups

Bob thrifts Gene an acoustic guitar for his 14th bday

so he learns to play the guitar! He’s kind of a natural

okay so he's not THAT good but he's good enough

He also gets a cheap mini synth at some point and it replaces the casio just a little bit

Has to get braces and sticks to it

The bands are always funky colours, often in a rainbow order

Has a bunch of vintage Jean jackets

After his red converse finally fall apart he transfers to blue knock off converse with orange laces

Has at least three bags full of discount candy at all times

He went through a space phase so he’s got planet stickers on the wall by his bed

Gets a cassette player and tapes for his bday at some point

From Linda

And at some point thrifts himself doc martens

Obsessed with the muppets

Esp animal and janice

Lana stan

(Sorta)

Tons of bobs old band tees

becomes a SoundCloud rapper as a joke

But why is he lowkey good 😭

Gets a pink bike

“I’m cool bcs my mom says so”

Thrifts himself a cheapo electric guitar and covers it in stickers

Sounds like shit but tbh it works

Tina-Bina

When she was little Linda made her a canopy for her bed

It’s kinda patchy but that’s okay it suits her

Tortoise shell glasses become her jam in high school

Still has a classic black pair as a backup

Always worried

Has a notebook/journal on her at ALL TIMES

Multiple unicorn figures

And porcelain horses (from Linda ofc)

Her chariot doll stays on her desk and/or nightstand

Her room is a hot pink, not a baby pink lol

It’s a little obnoxious

Loves lip smacker

Never gets rid of her bangs

But she does grow her hair out a little bit past her shoulders

Thinks it makes her look older

Paul frank t shirts that she hands down to Louise over time

Emergency phone becomes her phone lol

She does put a horse sticker on the back and she loves it

MLP themes pencil case is the mlp think she owns

Most of her school supplies is horse related, tho

Lisa frank stickers

Likes the classic vintage my little pony dolls

“Ugh”

Horse shaped birthday cake

Teal nail polish when she’s feeling fancy

But she consistently has clear polish on

Makes Tina feel classy

She lowkey collects plastic farm animals lol

She read the perks of being a wallflower once and it became her whole personality for about two weeks

Blue collared shirts with jean shirts

Or an overall dress

Has a locket with a drawing of jerico that she made

She wears it pretty often lol

Jimmy jr’s school photo sits snugly on the other side

Loves 80s windbreakers

Her fav is blue with a yellow stripe across the shoulders

Star shaped barrette that Louise found for her on the sidewalk lmao

Called herself ‘ghost girl’ while she was pretending to be a so-called bad girl

Poofy 80s pink prom dress that’s passed down to her from Linda

Can write in cursive rlly well

So many unicorn plushies

Put beads on her shoe lacss

She has three blue t shirts with an embroidered rainbow on them

She loves them and wears them all the time

Enjoys playing solitaire

Still big into drinking coffee lol

Linda made her a pony keychain out of felt and she uses it as an accessory

i.e. hangs it off of her overall dress, belt loop, backpack, etc

swiftie?? she just vibes with the music so hard

esp folklore

"IM A MIRRORBALLLLL"

She's so sweet and relatable i just love Tina so much

[marleyybluu]

Joel

post outbreak!Joel x fem!OC (Molly)

Word count: 2.4k

Content warning: Jackson era, Joel being smitten bcus that's my favourite genre, flirting, fluff, pretty much love at first sight vibes. Joel is in his 40s, OC is in her mid to late twenties, probably some misspellings, oops, OC doesn't have many physical descriptions if any (I was lazy lol)

A/N: If I don’t swallow my pride and post this now then I never will :( I really just needed to get this off my mind it was killing me and if it flops...well... at least I wrote it lol

My dad introduced me to 'Joshua by Dolly Parton', it's been on repeat and it just screams Joel Miller to me.

(not my pic, got it from Pinterest. I'd let him obliterate me. fuck.)

(I pictured video game Joel, but you can picture whichever your heart desires. They're both hot.)

He was a stranger. Three years in this town and he was still a stranger. No one had ever really gotten a good glimpse of him, they said he never left the house unless it was to come into town for groceries or food, or out on patrol with his brother Tommy and even then they always seemed to be in a secluded area where no one else could find them.

And though he was a mystery man people talked, said that he was the meanest and grumpiest man in Jackson, never smiled at anyone and had a permanent frown. They said that if you ever stepped foot on his porch he'd send his dog after you, chase you off his property shouting never to come back. But all these allegations never wavered her fear, she didn't believe the rumours one bit, if no one had a genuine interaction with this man how would they know what he was like?

She wondered though if he was tall if he was handsome, if was he young or was he an older gentleman, what he sounded like-- if he had the same southern drawl as Tommy or if it had faded, though she doubted that. As she leaned on the side of her friend's truck she stared down at the mystery man's house, or at least she guessed it was based on the descriptions she's heard in the town's whispers. He lived a few feet down the hill from her friend's house. It looked big enough, it had two floors and seemed to have at least two bedrooms, she wondered which was his. The longer she stared the more her curiosity ate at her.

"So you've never seen him? Not even once?" She asked, her eyes never leaving the architecture. Her friend, busy packing up the trunk, answered. "I mean I've seen him, but I've never seen his face."

"Is he tall?"

"Looks like he is."

Her eyebrows twitched with interest. "Is he... big? Like muscular?" She felt silly asking these questions but she just needed to know. "Probably."

The trunk slammed shut signalling that her friend was done with their task and ready to go, but she wasn't, almost shocking herself when she blurted out. "I'm going down there." She didn't hesitate, she pushed herself off of the side of the car and took determined steps down the hill leaving her path of footprints behind, her friend watched with her arms crossed and amusement on her face, ready to see her being chased away by that sleeping grizzly bear on the porch.

The closer she got to the house, the nerves and regret suddenly made themselves present but nonetheless she was committed to at least getting to the front door. She made her way up the steps that led to his porch, she tiptoed as best as she could but one misstep caused a creeeak in the boards and the once-sleeping animal had woken from its slumber. She froze, unsure of whether he'd bark at her like the tale's told. They had quite the staring contest before the four-legged creature stood up, shaking its fur off from the faint snowfall before trotting over to her, its tongue hung out while it panted and a soft "ruff!" escaped. The dog nudged her leg with its nose and she giggled dropping down to her knees.

"Well hello, sweetie pie." She greeted giving him a good scratch behind his floppy ears. "You are so handsome, and a good boy." She cooed, his tongue swiped across her face rendering a bellyful laugh from her. "Ugh! I could just take you home."

"Wouldn't recommend that." A low and deep voice spoke above her. Oh shit. It's him. She gulped, her eyes remained on the ground as she rose to her feet. "I mean if you want to steal my dog, least y'could do is look at me." His shoulders bounced as he chuckled, she looked up at him, her pupils dilating at the man in front of her. He was tall, shoulders nice and broad, biceps humungous compared to the size of her head. Head full of salt and pepper hair with a full beard to match the contrast, a sign of his transition into his older years. He had a lovely nose, it curved perfectly and fit his face nicely, freckles scattered over the bridge and faint spots on the rest of his face.

God, he's beautiful.

"H-hello." She stammered, almost stunned by him. "Who are you? What're doin' snoopin' round my place?" He grumbled, well, they were right he was a grumpy man. That infamous scowl splayed on his face. She swallowed hard. "Sorry, sir-"

He shifted his stance, his biceps flexed as he folded his arms across his chest. She tugged at her bottom lip. "My name is Molly, I-I was just visiting a friend and, uh..." It's as if her brain had short-circuited trying to come up with an excuse as to why she was being so nosy. She was tripping, stumbling over her words and he just couldn't keep up his persona anymore. Molly was cute, the blush creeping across her face from either the frost-bitten Jackson air or her nerves, or maybe both but either way it tugged at his heart. 

The creases in his eyes became apparent as he smiled softly. Molly blinked. "I'm just fuckin' with ya sweetheart." She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and shook her head. "Sorry, sir." She didn't even know what she was apologizing for. 

"Joel, sweetheart, you can just call me Joel." He charmed. 

She quickly glanced past him, the door wide enough that she could catch a glimpse of his humble abode. "Do you live here all by yourself sir- Joel?" A bold question, he straightened up at the sudden inquiry. "I got my dog."

Touché.

"And..."

He fought the smirk on his face, she was cute and her wit was quick, he could admire that. "That's it." He answered.

They held a stare, it was long but it wasn't awkward, she got lost in those pretty brown puppy dog eyes of his. So fucking handsome. Joel nodded at her, "You want to come in? I've got a pot roast, big enough to share." She tingled at his accent, his deep voice and his inviting aura. All her sense of 'stranger danger' suddenly flew out of the window, her promise to go back to her friend had long been broken. She accepted his invitation and stepped foot inside his house. Nobody had made it that far, so they say. Molly looked around, it was quaint, surprisingly neat and tidy. But you could tell a woman did not live here. It was very man-ish.

"I can take your coat." He offered his hand. Gentleman. She shrugged off her jacket and handed it to him, her knuckles brushing his calloused palms— she felt a spark shoot through her. She thanked him and slid off her boots. Her polka-dot socks made an appearance, he was tickled. "Lovely home you have here."

"Thank you. D'ya like anything to drink?" 

She spun around. "Do you have iced tea by any chance?" It was a long shot, he looked like didn't drink anything but beer, whiskey too if he had it. "You're in luck, Maria and Tommy came down here a few days ago. She likes to bring me some, I don't drink much of it though." 

He excused himself and disappeared into the kitchen.

Molly eased her way around the first floor, he had little trinkets and knickknacks but again, it was obvious he lived alone. Her eyes landed on a picture of two young boys, she could only assume was him and Tommy, baseball bats in hand and the field in the background. "Can't tell you the last time I swung a bat," He muttered announcing his return, he handed her a tall glass of Iced Tea, even accompanied it with a straw. "Well, at least, at a ball." 

She softly laughed taking a sip of her beverage. She continued to wander but she took note of his watchful gaze, it wasn't weird or creepy, he just seemed pulled in by her. 

After a small tour he announced that he was going to eat, she joined him, asking if he needed help with anything but he declined. "You're my guest darlin', you don't needa lift a finger." 

She wiggled in her chair at the comment. 

It was only a moment before a nice red bowl was in front of her, the aroma hitting her senses, it smelt wonderful, it smelt like home. He grabbed a seat next to her, she thanked him for the meal before digging in. Her first spoonful knocked her eyes to the back of her head, and she groaned. "This is so fucking good." She said with a full mouth, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth realizing what she'd done lacked basic etiquette. "Sorry." 

"No need to apologize, darlin'. I appreciate the compliment." 

The two ate and chatted. They got to learn about each other. She discovered that Joel used to be a contractor, had a nice house, an old but reliable truck... a daughter, all before the world went to shit he was somebody just like everyone else in Jackson. Said the only reason he came out here was to find Tommy, to rescue him from danger, but his little brother had found solace in this town, found a home in Maria. And it took a lot of persuasion from him in order for Joel to stay. He'd gotten his dog, Titus, when he was on patrol once. Searching through a recently abandoned home he'd found the black dog, barely clinging on to life. It was risky bringing Titus into Jackson, he could tell the poor thing wasn't infected but he brought him by the vet to make sure. 

He'd gotten all his shots and was good to go home, with Joel, and suddenly he wasn't so lonely anymore.

Empty bowls sat on the table, and another round of Iced Tea made its way to her while he just settled for a beer. He took a sip, and she watched his head tossed back, his strong Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed every drop, she wished he was drinking her instead. 

Joel put the bottle down, his mouth twisted as he bit back a question of his own, but he had to know. 

"What were you doin' snoopin' around my yard today?" 

She played with her straw, swirling the cubes inside the glass and with each swish they would melt bit by bit. 

Molly cleared her throat. "I wanted to see if the rumours were true. You've got quite the reputation out there Mr. Miller." 

He knew what people thought of him and honestly, he didn't care, it was easier this way. No one comin' over to his house to borrow some sugar, or just have a friendly chat. He wasn't in the mood for all that, he was a simple man with a simple routine. Patrol and then home to Titus. 

"They say you're a mean and grumpy old man, who yells at anyone who sets foot on your property." 

He scoffed raising his eyebrows that also had a hint of gray in the hairs. "And you still came here?" 

She shrugged. "Wasn't too worried about it." 

He tilted his head. "Why not?" 

Molly's eyes caught his. "Because I didn't think someone could be so mean. And now that I'm here... I stand corrected." 

His eyes softened, her words meaning more to him than she'd ever know. "Thanks." 

She winked bringing her straw to her lips. His eyes drifted down just a bit, watching the way her pretty lips wrapped around the plastic, the way her cheeks would hollow in order to suck up the juice. He shifted in his seat, his eyes quickly moving over to his beer bottle. Molly looked out the window behind him and gasped, the sun had vanished, the only light provided was from the moon. 

"Shit, what time is it?" 

Joel looked at his watch. "It's eight. Got somewhere to be?" 

"No, I just... I didn't expect to stay this long. Plus I have an early patrol. I-- I should get out of your hair." She suggested. He wanted to grab her wrist and tell her to sit back down and stay for the night so they could talk more but he decided against it. "You need a ride home?" 

Molly sighed, she could just go back up to her friend's place but knowing her she was either sleeping or at her sister's place, probably telling her about how bold she was today stepping foot on Joel's land. "If you don't mind." She grimaced. 

"Course not." 

Joel stood to his feet, she stretched her neck to take one final look at the handsome man before he eased past her to head over to the little corner where their shoes sat. They got dressed and headed out. Joel whistled at Titus who was still enjoying his time on the porch. "Get in there bud." He nods over to the entrance of the house. The obedient dog stood but instead of going inside, he headed over to Molly. 

She drops to his level. "Thanks for the warm welcome Titus, I'll see you around sweetie pie." She cooed scratching his ears once again. He nudged her face with his wet nose and she giggled turning her face. "Okay, okay, get inside."

Titus huffed and trotted inside the house. Joel closed the door and walked her over to his truck opening the passenger's side for her and making sure she was good before heading to the driver's. 

They talked in between her feeding him instructions on how to get to her house. They arrived and she hopped out, he was hot on her tail walking her to her door. She searched her jacket pocket for her keys. "I had a great time today." She admitted.

"I did too, s'nice having someone to talk to." He confessed. 

"Oh don't worry, I'll be back." She softly giggled unlocking her door. "Now that I know Mr. Miller isn't so scary." 

Joel smiled earnestly, what was this fucking feeling? He always said he was fine, didn't need another human companion, didn't need someone he had to care for, didn't need someone to catch a headache over. But he'd made the exception for her. "Well, you're welcome back anytime." 

She propped herself on her toes to deliver a quick kiss on his cheek and he swore his stomach flipped around. "Goodnight Joel." 

"Night, pretty girl." 

She was safe inside and he headed back over to his place with a smile etched on his face. 

Molly skipped upstairs, falling face-first into her mattress, she screamed with excitement. She could not wait to see Joel Miller again. 

To the two (i think) followers/mutuals who are aware of TLOU. I hope this reached you, piqued your interest, if this doesn't flop I'll do a part two or something If you liked this fic, feel free to like this fic, comments and reblogs are appreciated. peace and love🤙🏾

[evansbby]

Where do you keep all your Ari gifs/pics? Do you have them saved in your camera roll or do you have like a Pinterest board for him? <3

i have a few random pics saved on my camera roll which i find on pinterest. i don't even have to search for them, they just come up on my pinterest feed bc the algorthm knows me so well. like my pinterest feed is just pretty pink stuff and fashion stuff with sprinkles of ari levinson here and there lol

[cinderacequeen]

I feel like I haven’t been posting in awhile. At first i wasn’t posting much because was because I was too busy reading fanfics. Plus I have 100+ drafts to reblog and I’ve been procrastinating on them. However, now I don’t feel like posting or reblogging anything because I’m not really in the right mindset to.

This is going to be very emotionally heavy, but I need to get all of this out, even if it won’t make me feel any less heartbroken than I already do. 

My precious cat, Reddy, had passed away Sunday morning and I’ve been just an emotional mess since then. My brief moments of happiness are few and far between, no matter how much I try. My mind goes right back to him. I’ve tired myself out from crying so much, but sleeping comfortably now is next to impossible since my mind is reeling with grief, guilt, and what-ifs.

I’m still in disbelief that he’s gone. No longer will I wake up to a begging white and tan furball jumping on me in the morning or waiting for me at the top of the stairs, begging for treats. No more cuddles or scaring me half-to-death with his random chirping meows as I’m concentrating on something. No more purrs and rubs as I groom him. No more sleeping next to me at bedtime. No more begging for a piece of food or whenever he hears a can, thinking it’s tuna. No more hiding whenever people come over or when I vacuum the house. No more visiting me in my room before going back upstairs. 

All of that is gone now.

And we can’t get another cat (or any other animal, for that matter) since we can’t afford vet treatments.

So I’m left without one of the things that helps me out when I need it for a long time- at least until I can get my own place which, again, won’t happen for a while.

I feel like I’m partially responsible for Reddy’s death, even if it’s probably not (good luck convincing me otherwise; I’m stuck in a loop of guilt). I should have saw the signs earlier. It started with what seemed like a swollen paw that I figured might have been a sprain. 

Of course, since we couldn’t take him to a vet, it was just a mere speculation. Then things got worse since the beginning of this month, despite foolishly getting my hopes up (I need to stop doing that; the disappointment and heartache is getting to be too much) that he was seemingly getting better when the swelling was going down a bit.

I thought Reddy was just tired from having to hobble around on three legs and was trying to conserve energy for healing since he started laying around more than he usually did, but it soon became clear that something more serious was going on with him when he stopped eating altogether and started losing weight (after spending a week babysitting a tiny kitten, I just thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me). I hadn’t noticed these things until about a week ago. Shows how vigilant I am.

I had talked to my cousin about it Saturday and was told that since he was 13 years old, he might have not been able to eat solid foods (she had a cat who had been going through the same thing, though idk if she also meant the swelling paw) and should be upgraded to senior cat food. 

Not once had this crossed my mind, which just makes me feel all the more dumb and guilty. I tried feeding Reddy baby food, as was suggested to me, but by that point, he was too weak and wouldn’t or couldn’t eat. I wish I would have realized far sooner, because I feel like he basically starved because I was too idiotic to realize what he needed and didn’t understand what was going on with him and didn’t take his age in consideration. I don’t even know if that’s why he passed or if it had something to do with the swelling paw and it’s been making me feel more anxious. I really hope it wasn’t because of the former.

Regardless, I feel like he suffered because I was too inattentive and stupid.

Heck, I had chose to leave for awhile because I was too stressed out with worry to stay in the house for much longer. I had just left him for my brother to look after while I was gone, thinking it would be okay while I try to calm down. Of course, I only ended up being emotionally distant and even more frantic, especially with each phone call to update me on Reddy and worrying if I’ll get the one I dreaded the most. I then returned home with the food I thought would help Reddy get better. I didn’t get to feed him much, though. I horrifically realized that t was far too late and he was almost too far gone.

I was able to be with him during his final moments but part of me wishes I hadn’t, especially since his frail appearance and weak meows that became quieter and quieter as his time swiftly ran out and how he looked afterwards will forever be haunting my memory. I try not to think about it, especially when trying to sleep, but it’s really hard. 

I couldn’t leave him, though. He deserved so much love and I gave him plenty of it until the last second.

I can’t touch another cat now since it will just be a grim contrast to how Reddy felt...especially with how cold he was after he took his last breath and how the light eventually went out in his eyes. 

Thankfully, our landlord was kind enough to allow us to bury him in the backyard. It was certainly better than the alternative if we couldn’t. And he so did not deserve that kind of treatment. I would have been so mad.

I felt so helpless to him and frustrated that we couldn’t have gotten him the help he needed. I loved him so much. He had formed a special bond with only me. He had even snuggled with me after I had my surgery, which I bet helped me recover a lot faster. I was chosen by him and I felt so blessed.

But now I won’t be able to experience that same amount of love for a long time. 

I miss him so much.

[favefandomimagines]

Not The Right Time (t.h.)

Summary: after tom comes into theo’s life, a slip up causes you two to make a huge decision.

AN: part 2 to ‘Why?’ im gonna name the parts something different so they still have their own story and not direct sequels to the first part!

And i found the pics on pinterest

why

Tom had actively been a part of Theo's life for a few months. You were working through your issues while raising your son together. But at the moment, the two of you weren't together.

But of course, there were boundaries. Tom wasn't allowed to take Theo anywhere that was usually crawling with paparazzi. That was a rule you lived by since Theo was born and Tom was completely on board with that.

Tom also couldn't post about him on social media. Because the entire world didn't know that Tom had a son. His fans were known to get pretty nasty and you didn't need to make headlines for calling out anyone who spoke of your son negatively.

The only people you told right away were Tom's parents and brothers. They were a bit confused at first but once you explained the situation to them, they understood.

And so far, the boundaries were not crossed.

"Daddy, when is mommy coming home?" Theo asked, sitting on the couch next to Tessa. "Soon, bud. She's at work with Uncle Seb." Tom answered. "But she promised to take me to the park." The little boy whined.

Tom knew that he wasn't supposed to take Theo anywhere there could potentially be paparazzi. But how many would be at a children's park? Probably none.

"How about I take you to the park today?" He asked his son. "Really?" Theo asked excitedly. "Yeah! Just you and me." Tom said. "Yay! Can we bring Tessa?" Theo questioned. "Of course we can. Do you want to go get her leash?" Tom replied.

Theo hopped off the couch and ran to get Tessa's leash and brought it to his dad. Tom got the boy all ready to go, sunscreen and all, and got him strapped into his carseat.

Once at the park, everything was going great. Theo and Tom played fetch with Tessa, then went down the slides, and played on the playground.

Tom had Theo's hand holding his right hand and Tessa's leash was in his left as they walked towards the car to go home, when a man with a camera slowly approached them.

"Hey, Tom. Babysitting today?" The man asked. "Uh, yeah. You could. say that." Tom answered. "Does it bother you that you're taking care of your ex girlfriend's child?" He questioned. “Or that she had a baby shortly after you broke up?” He added.

Tom knew what the man was doing. Trying to get a rise out of Tom and it was working.

"Well, he's mine so no it doesn't bother me." Tom sneered. "You and Y/N had a kid together?" He further pushed. "Yes, now if you'll excuse me, you're scaring my son and I need to get him home." Tom said, picking Theo up and walking past the man.

Soon after they arrived home, Theo was napping and Tom was pacing in his room.

It wouldn't be long before that man sold the footage to a huge news outlet and you were going to be livid with Tom.

"Hello? Where is everyone?" Your voice rang down the hall. Tom met you in the hallway and right away you could tell something was wrong.

"Are you okay?" You asked. "Uh, there's something I need to tell you." Tom said. Those were a few words that you did not want to hear. "What happened?" You asked.

You followed him into the living room where he continued to pace.

"So I took Theo to the park today a-an it was the one you said to take him too and he was so upset you weren't here to take him so I did. Everything was fine until we left when this guy with a camera and he started asking all of these questions and I lost it. I told him that Theo was my son." Tom ranted.

He waited to see what your reaction would be when all he got was silence.

"Why couldn't you just wait for me?" You asked. "Because you'd be home late after a day of filming, I had the day off and I'm his father. I didn't think I'd have to wait for you." He explained.

Then it was your turn to pace. You didn't know what you were going to do. "Look, if we just announce it first before he sells the footage, then he has no story." Tom suggested.

"No, Tom, it's not the right time." You rebutted. "Y/N, I love you, but there is never going to be a right time.” Tom said. 

You looked at him with wide eyes as your pacing came to a halt. “What?” He asked. “You just said you love me. You haven’t said that in months.” You answered. “I didn’t think you wanted to hear it. I didn’t want to overcomplicate an already complicated situation.” Tom explained. 

You looked at him for a moment before you sighed. 

“Okay. Let’s do it.” You said. “Yeah?” Tom questioned. “Yeah. You’re right. There’s never going to be a right time to announce this. And I’d rather it come from us than E! News.” You explained. 

Tom smiled at you before taking you in his arms comfortingly. 

@ tomholland2013: So this is a bit of a shock for most of you but Y/N and I have a son. His name is Theo and he is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me. I wasn’t in his life for the first four years and let’s not start the rumors that it was Y/N’s fault. she’s an amazing mother and she gave me the greatest gift and now neither of them will be able to get rid of me @y/f/n__

@y/f/n__: i’m sure you all already saw Tom’s post and though him and I aren’t together romantically at the moment, Theo and i love having his daddy around. @ tomholland2013

[rrasado]

The demon brothers with MC who is very childish like they still watch blues clues wear soft and pastel cloths and play with toys?

Such Childish Antics

And again, I’m soft af- y’all just keep sending fluffy requests and it’s distracting me from my daily dose of angst dkns/j. But on all seriousness I had a lot of fun with this one ^ ^.

Lucifer

At first it was...not exactly what he expected, like far from it actually. Was there something that purposely made you wanna act like this? Who knows.

When he checked your files prior it didn’t mention anything about... needing routine head pats or literal tucking into bed- heck he didn’t expect you to actually go along with Mammon’s equally childish antics.

Which fully circles us back to the subtle fact that he learns to actually find rest in your behavior because let’s face it- your childish and his brothers’ childish are different.

Actually gets worried when you refuse to eat your veggies tho- he didn’t think he’d had to resort to...very underhanded methods i.e. using illusion spells to just feed you proper food despite sweets.

“MC you must finish this if you don’t want to fall ill. You wouldn’t want that would you?”

Very by the book with dealing with you he isn’t exactly the best at kids due to his aura but overall his actions make up for it.

Mammon

The solidarity you two have just spiked up tenfold, don’t worry about being the few people that still use jinx or superstitions like swallowing gum and believing it’ll stay there for the next seven years, because mammon also semi believes them-

But on a more chaotic note, mammon would go from ‘hey I don’t like the human being here why do I have to look after them they’re so childish-‘ to ‘oi f*Ck you my child is fine-‘

Sometimes feels guilty of taking advantage of your childish nature so he makes sure to make it up to you in some way whether a food treat a plushie treat or heck whatever outing you’re up for.

Which equates to the conclusion that if mammon is being nice to you he might’ve pulled a joke or two unbeknownst to you and his mind won’t let him rest the guilt dsdkwksk.

“Yo! I found a new ice cream downtown wanna get some and try? We can bring beel if ya want!”

As proven by season two(?) he’s good with children so I believe he’s the best at dealing with you in general. Besides you distract him from the suffering he gets from his brothers so win win!

Leviathan

This can go either two ways, one a grand friendship via watching anime and reading manga/comics or two unholy screeching cause hey Mc don’t touch those not so family friendly series he has ey-

So starting with the former- wait you said you wanna binge some colorful series instead of doing work? GRAB THE POPCORN LE GO- will literally have stars in his eyes the moment you two click on one series and it’s just a rant (on his end) while you nitpick at your favorite elements of the series.

The latter well, after delving into your more hyper ish series he’ll try to avoid letting you catch glimpses of his other stuff, which we all know is a lot but we don’t need to mention that now do we-.

Will not hesitate to pull out a human tv with a human cable plan just for you to binge watch your own cartoons and series because if that’s what it takes for you to calm down then aIGHT- besides it’s calming you down so win win?

“Hey wanna cosplay that duo together?”

I kid you not it becomes a dream come true when you both get to cosplay duo characters from series and the sheer nya uwu power you two hold is powerful enough to break devilgram records djdjd.

Satan

As uncanny as it sounds, he reads bed time stories for you, to put into context- he teaches you a lot of useful still via bed time stories because he can’t approach you the normal way.

Like- the concept of corruption in the history of the Devildom? Yey let’s turn that into a tyrant king! Need to learn the importance of always having one of the brothers with you? Eyyy this is the tale of the Queen’s child and their knights!

If there are any words you have a hard time getting your head around or just don’t know the meaning like at all, he’s your go to dictionary.

Suffice it to say he’s good at what he tries attempting. Was at first a bit concerned because you complained about his books not having pictures and it takes the fun out.

“Hm? Well we can always search for ones with diagrams in the library if that’s how you learn faster...”

Surprisingly to him those horrific diagrams did help you learn faster in various Devildom subjects, but your suggestion of making them colored ink was just calmly rejected.

Asmo

I pray for the House of Lamentation’s mail box because it’s full of chEQUES AND BILLS- the shoppings sprees you two go on is enough to even have Mammon concerned.

Like- you two just went down town to buy some new matching outfits and really pretty ones at that, and asmo is now dragging you by the arm to head to another newly opened boutique saying it’s from another district and he and has to be the first ones to post some of their pieces? Mhm

Non stop devilgram pictures, you are the epitome of color in the Devildom soley because of this Demon- He actually managed to make pastel a trend in the gloomy circle of hell with the amount of pastel you wore in your pics together.

When he takes care of you or offers you a relax day, mans will grab the most spontaneous bath soaps and body washes and even make you a bubble bath with hella cool shaped bubbles in, ngl I want one now-

“Ahh darling your genuine laughter is just a good break from the others’ bickering it’s actually doing wonders for my skin-“

Asmo is the ultimate wine aunt and he will not hesitate to end anyone’s career the moment they speak of one negative thing about his precious human.

Beel

....we all know it’s gonna be glorious food- ANIMAL CAKES AND CUTE CUPCAKES THINK ABOUT IT GUYS THINK ABOUT IT-

His food diet looks like a Pinterest aesthetic pastry board because of you, the amount of cafes and cute bakeries you go to because you said you liked their vibe and that they look cute has him nomming sweets upon sweets.

Heck- you two Will attempt to make those cute Sanrio bento boxes for lunch, well more like for you cause he doesn’t care what his food looks like but hey! If it makes you happy and if it’s good then he’s hella happy.

Is probably on Lucifer’s side regarding you needing to eat your veggies. He’ll shape them into cute animals and objects if that’s what it takes assuming he can even go without eating them himself-

“Please MC? For me? Finish mr snikerdoodles-“ “you named your chives after what-“ “hush it Belphie”

Will join you and mammon on district runs for food and outings, will also join you and Levi when making cute food from certain series you’ve watched.

Belphie

Depending on how childish you are you’ll either see nap time as a blessing or a punishment, no matter which one you’ll still wind up napping with belphie.

Ya don’t wanna nap? Well too bad cause you’re already trapped with his arms to sleep, he does that with his pillow and since his pillow helps him sleep well Goodluck cause you’re now a plushie.

You wanna nap? Good cause you get to nap with a lot of stuffed toys heckin soft pillows fluffy blankets and a grown man to make sure you actually sleep and not...pretend. (I actually do that a lot believe it or not-)

But here me out, animal onesies, matching animal onesies, matching soft and comfortable animal onesies- ok but really, onesies you two will wear and not care if the others see because you’ll walk a round the house and that at night heading to the twins’ room.

“Want some milk before bed? It’ll probably get us more good dreams..”

Whether he actually believes what he’s saying or not, a good glass of milk before bed is one of the few calming routines you two share and he finds them pleasant.

[periwnklblu]

the setters and their lockscreens

featuring: kageyama, atsumu, sugawara and akaashi

it’s my birthday and i can write bad if i want to

this pics are ofc not mine, i found them on pinterest! pls enjoy these and feedback is always appreciated <3

will most likely edit later

kageyama

the story behind it: Kageyama loved to practice, even on his days off from formal practice; but he also loved being with you. which is what led you to entertain yourself while he runs himself tired at the neighborhood park you were both at. once he finally decides to take a break and lays down on the blanket you set out earlier, the first thing he does is check through his notifications on his phone. in the midst of scrolling, he hears the crunching of grass beneath your feet as you tried your best to stealthily approach him. poor bby tobio was trying so hard to hide the pinterest board he was looking at before you “surprised” him *cough* engagement rings *cough*, he accidentally opens his camera app instead. now Kageyama is no photographer, but in that moment he knows it’s a perfect shot. he quickly snaps the pictures just moments before you pout in realization that he could see you all along. he never tells you he changed his lock screen to you until hinata mentions how creepy it is to see kageyama smile every time he looks at his phone.

atsumu:

the story behind it: atsumu constantly changes his lock screen because he loooooooves showing off his relationship to others. this picture in particular has a three week streak, especially since it was taken the day he returned from a long training camp. atsumu meant to surprise you at your house but when he arrived, you were in the shower and unaware of his presence. he meant to lay down and wait for you to emerge from the bathroom, but you were taking too long and his eyes could no longer fight the sleep. he was blissfully dreaming about you when he was suddenly woken up by a weight on his back. overjoyed with finally seeing your boyfriend, you snuggle into his back for who knows how long before deciding to take out your phone and capturing the moment. atsumu whined until you sent him the picture and not only made it his lock screen, but posted it across all his social media platforms too.

sugawara:

the story behind it: you both showed up to your friends party separately and had unknowingly matched with each other. while everyone else was in the main room, you insisted on taking advantage of the lighting and having a whole photo shoot instead. running out of pose ideas, you both begin to maneuver around each other in hopes of finding inspiration for your next pose. caught up in each other’s giggle and soft touches, you don’t realize that your self timer is still going, taking nothing but blurry pictures every few seconds until you two land in this position for more than a few moments. you completely forgot about this picture until later that night when you were going through your camera roll, making you smile and sending it to suga. “this one didn’t come out too bad”. pls he was so obsessed with the picture he put it as his lock screen and made a point to show all his friends and family.

akaashi:

the story behind it: my babyyy,,, anyways, this was taken for your birthday. your family had planned a surprise dinner with all your siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles and Akaashi was the only non-family member invited. you were so surprised when you walked in and saw your family and favorite person that you couldn’t stop smiling the entire night. it wasn’t until it was time to cut the cake that you couldn’t help the happy emotions you were feeling, especially while watching Akaashi get along so well with your family. while your mom was frantically trying to get everyone rallied around the table, you tug on his sleeve which successfully gives you his attention. without any warning, you pull him in for a chaste kiss followed by a small “thank you for being here”. neither of you knew that your sister, who had deemed herself the photographer of the night, had captured the intimate moment and sent it to both of you as a birthday gift. since that night, it became not only his but your lock screen as well <3

[fishandshesmygills]

hello. your moodboards. i'm... i'm fritzing even writing this ask, like how. they're so good. pls i bow down, what is your process / what's your favorite image so far / tell me your ellie moodboard creation lore!

omg hiii <333 this got LONG so i will put it under the cut. it's on you for inviting me to ramble about my boards they are a labor of love they bring me soo much joy and this ask has made my night <333

first i made a pinterest board on my super secret pinterest acc (will NOT be linking, its got some very cringe stuff from days past) and at first i just put pics of anna and mary then i searched up angelcore then i took a few pics from my own pin library that i felt gave the Vibes (like all those lonely lit up houses) and then i kept on adding things that i thought matched my aesthetic and now my board is pretty cool looking if i do say so myself :) then i went through my larger board and found pics i thought went well together, i started w the 4 yellow ones bc i wanted to do a 3x3 at first but those 4 just went so nicely and evenly together that i just left it. the first one was literally just vibes but i wanted a sort of ominous feeling, the kissing women being anna and mary, the eyes being anna, the nervous amy gumenick picture being mary, the angel tattoo being a possible representation of their relationship... the fingers gripping the arm conveying that same urgency... i can see mary getting a tattoo especially post-resurrection i think it would be nice for her to have something john never touched. she always told dean that angels were watching over him and i like to think that was a reference to anna :)

that same day i also made my next one, the purple one, in which i included an edit by @sarahblakes which is also my header and by then id decided i was going to make all the colors of the rainbow and i had good purple stuff on my board. so i picked out my 9 fav purple pins on the board and saved them to my desktop with names like m2-1 and so on so i could keep track of them and opened a photo post, put them all in, and moved them around until i liked them. i rearranged it a bunch of times to get it right honestly. again i wanted to convey a sort of fraught urgency, but a little more cosmic now- the hands reaching out to each other are anna and mary, obviously. the stained glass window and church are for anna, the suburban neighborhood for mary, and the art piece of the woman reminded me of mary burning on the ceiling. the first one was smaller and more intimate to me. ive always loved purple it's just such a mystical color i think. again i included the angels watching over you line. i included 8 pictures in this moodboard because they were all different sizes (i save images directly from pinterest and credit where i can, but even with reverse image search a lot of them time finding the original is just not possible) the 4-format didnt work. anyways, i had more pictures for this one.

the next one: red. i almost did a taylor swift, red, reference in the caption, but i restrained myself. i did however include the yonic book painting from portrait of a lady on fire. for lesbian rights. this one im personally really in love with: red represents both anger/violence and love/desire in a way i think annamary really embodies. the photo of the redheaded girl playing the video game is just sooo anna to me: searching for those deeply human experiences. i love the painting with the two characters, one threatening the other with a gun, because that basically did happen in canon. another angel in the middle, red like the moodboard, two vintage-y blonde girls for mary, and of course anna, impaled. loving her was red, indeed. this one again had 8 images because i wanted to keep anna and mary together in the bottom row.

and now, blue. regina spektor caption!! blue, the most human color. anna deeply wanted to be human. she ripped out her grace to truly experience the world. mary meahwhile wanted safety, represented by the various suburban houses. i LOVE the look of this board: blue is also one of my favorite colors. i like how the glowing hands reaching around the moon mirror the image of the wings, but i didnt plan that when i picked the images, i chose them and then arranged them. i loveee houses that look lonely and haunted, lit up from the inside on a blue-dark night. suburban gothic is an aesthetic im obsessed with and it really fits mary and her cookie-cutter motherhood dreams that were heaven sent and wrong for her. the "im still here" sign across from the angel wings one makes a nice visual parallel and i also included it to include the scene where anna proclaims "there's still me" oh anna i love you so deeply.

[mediawhorefics]

Hi!!! I'm actually reading The Murmur of Yearning and omg it's so good and well written as everything u do!! Do you have some pic from hl in the way you imagined them? like hair and all... rlly want to see it, thanksss 💘

hiyyyya! i’m so happy you’re enjoying moy!! 

i’ve actually super recently deleted my pinterest board for that fic so i don’t have as many insp pics for it as i do other stuff BUT my tag does have a few goodies.... 

obvs this is THE ultimate widow harry look: 

it’s the pic that started it all. between the fascinator and the wavy hair falling over his eyes it’s pretty much widow harry to a T. the only thing i’d say is that i imagine him with slightly longer hair in the story? and then he lets it grow throughout if i remember correctly... i haven’t read it in a while rip. but yeah, i also always picture widow harry clean-shaven. or like mostly always, esp. when he’s going to be Seen. 

here are a few more pics that have widow harry Vibes if only for the outfits: 

as for louis.... i like to imagine this hair length/beard combo: 

or something like this: 

i hope that helps !!!!! <3333

[causticsunshine]

hi!! i love your collages, they look so pretty!!! i have been wanting to make one, but i really don't know where to start and what to do, it really looks difficult and i wanted to ask you if you maybe have some advice how to get started. thank you sm and i hope you have a good day!

hi babes! first off thank you so much for the kind message, i’m really glad you enjoy them, and i hope you have a lovely day as well! 🥰🥰 advise wise, i think it’s more a time consuming process than it is difficult, but i’ve also been working with digital media for YEARS so i could be completely wrong in that. anyway, are here are some general tips that should make things feel a little scary and overwhelming! 💕

1. if you’re completely new to working with digital media i’d get to know your software a little first, because that’ll make the whole process of blending textures together to make a background, and fixing any coloring, a lot easier. for blending modes, here’s a little breakdown on what affects will do what (instead of doing what i do...which is only remembering what like 6 of them do without having to check and then mindlessly clicking through the rest until something looks ok lol)

2. when it comes to actually putting everything together, the first step is really just kind of thinking about what you want to make by going off of basics like color palette, theme, and who/what you want to build the collage around! like with the harry collage i did, i had a few color palettes in mind and had some friends narrow down my options for me b/c regardless of color i wanted to use images that reminded me of him, and then those images would just be narrowed down by whatever palette i went with. there’s no harm in looking up some inspiration to help you out either!

3. gathering your resources is probably going to be the most lengthy process...i already had some textures and png files saved from ages back when i used to make really bad edits in photoshop, but i’m also constantly scouring for more overlays...like i probably spend more time hunting for pics than i do actually collaging lol. 

4. the best place to look for textures and overlays/png files is deviantart (ik ik just trust me on this lmao), just b/c there’s years worth of different resources available, and a lot of people will put packs together so you get multiple images in one download (although you do need an account to download files). looking up ‘yeahps’ or ‘itsphotoshop’ or ‘textures’ on here will also link you to accounts with editing resources! 

5. while i’m not typically a fan of sites like pinterest or weheartit where the whole purpose is to just repost others’ content, i have admittedly found a good amount of pngs on WHI and just erased the backgrounds myself (if you go this route, i’d look up ‘edits’, ‘resources’, ‘overlay’, ‘textures’ and stick to collections or boards. just going by singular image)! you can also crop smaller images out of pre-existing ones or scan/take photos of real things you’d like to fit in or use!

6. there’s no set way to do things! everyone has their own way of doing these kinds of edits, and my kinda frame of reference is laying things out that i way i do when i do collages for my sketchbooks, which for me means: several smaller overlapping images focused around one bigger main subject, lots of different mediums together for contrast as if all you had at your disposal were magazine clippings, having a color to focus on so i can find the right images easier!

7. here are some general image resources! 

some a blog for transparent png files, another, and another, one more

here’s my resource folder on dA (the account is super old lol but i only use it so i can download files!)

i hope this offers at least a little help! if you have any more questions please let me know as i’d be glad to answer! and good luck!!

[nutbanana]

haha whewwwwwww sis slap zimzalabim gays hello laid ease ! name is yuno title is local ghosting legend pronouns r she/her nd we are stuck with nutbanana until i come up w a sexie url <3 this is gna be new for those of u who know me but i’m gna be putting everything into a read more for now instead of slapping 3 links nd calling it a day so hold my hand 😳😳 and for those of u who don’t know me i have two hands for a Reason haha,, nd my disco is @ daddy yankee#7776 ! add me let’s go feral nd if u wna plot send me ur favorite heart emoji here or on disco <3

*   //   𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙿���𝙾𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 …   /𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙼𝙰𝙽/𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : umeko saito, also known as hermes, is wanted for grand larceny. she is a twenty two year old female who has ties to the mastermind because of a charity event she was the face of.   𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷  : expensive fancy dresses, flirty stares from across the room, signing with red lipstick, a glass of champagne with diamonds in it. 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁  : minatozaki sana.

01.    background info.

pinterest board ─── umeko saito, twenty two, up-and-coming actress, doesn’t like to label her orientation, would definitely be part of cherry twitter

full list of aesthetics so far ( core to what shaped her ) : eating fruit on a balcony in your silk pyjamas, signing with red lipstick, strap of your dress snapping, flirty stares from across the room, a glass of champagne with diamonds in it, cherries seductively held between lips, expensive fancy dresses

umeko was born and raised into one of the most expensive neighborhoods in manhattan, daughter to a magnate and a socialité nobody thought would get too far together. luxury was the norm from the get go, and the low profile kept by her parents didn’t quite make their name go unnoticed among the elite of new york. summers were spent in the hamptons and on expensive trips, walk-in wardrobe stranger to everything below high-end and glasses of champagne coming in early

stardom was always in the back of her head. she loves being the center of attention, all eyes on her for as long as she can attrack them, and so the hunger only grew bigger the older she got. in her young, twisted mind, there wasn’t anything more eternal than the ineradicable link between character and actor, and she loves playing the role. the first real taste of fame came only a few years ago, and it became insatiable almost insantly. she’s been on the rise ever since and has scored quite a few big roles to be proud of

j came into the picture at a point in umeko’s life where she was having fun, but it wasn’t enough. something more exciting, more thrilling was missing. and so they met at a charity event where rich people feel like they’re contributing something to society by bidding big money for famous paintings where umeko was one of the faces of said event. she did not hesitate to join him. after all, it makes her feel like she’s playing an even bigger, more dangerous role

her code name has a lot to do with her as a person ! as a lil taste before getting to it, initially, it was going to be loki, the most infamous trickster, but she felt it gave too much away too fast, and although she felt it was the perfect code name, she opted for someone whose trickster label got overshadowed by more important duties, and so it came to be hermes, who, in a way, is also perfect for her

02.    personality breakdown.

umeko is........ an experience. she may be fun she may be chaotic

umeko saito’s biggest role is life itself, and she will die a legend or risk becoming a fraud. she was born yearning for attention, and she was born a trickster. she has always been manipulative, loved fooling and playing with people and twisting the narrative of herself, enamouring ( trapping ) others, a strange desire to be the dream girl. and she took it upon herself to make the world her personal stage. and maybe she has played the role for so long she has lost a bit of herself on the way, who knows !

everybody’s sweetheart, looks like a saint ─── yet is the devil holding a halo above their head. she loves to stir shit up, always up to something. won’t hesitate to create a scene if it’s needed, asked of her or solely because she’s bored. a lot of her boils down to being, getting bored. she’s a bit batshit, a bit unhinged <3

umeko is flirty. she likes to flirt, it’s fun, it’s another way to fool people, it’s entertaining, it feeds onto this being the girl of people’s dreams thing. it gets her things and opens ways for her, and she thrives off getting people hooked on her, specially men who think they got a chance with her ( they don’t )

she acts like a bimbo and surely looks like it but may not be one. or maybe she is. she could be a baby bimbo. an oblivious bimbo who plays the role of bimbo in real life. you decide because i can’t JKDGVDS

she’s dramatic to the v bone in more ways than one, loves bringing attention to herself and playing dumb, playing clumsy, an airhead, and she’s a bit of everything ( dumb, clumsy, airhead ), but she knows how to exaggerate it to her gain. u won’t catch her calling herself any of that tho

there really isn’t a big scheme, a big story, a trauma behind umeko’s behavior, some people are simply born certain way and she thrives off being this antagonistic, trickster being just because

03.    headcanons.

she lives by herself in a duplex penthouse located on the top floor somewhere in manhattan, she bought it with her first big paycheck. she also has a smaller ( to...... her standards ) apartment she got for her 18th birthday from her parents, and it’s where she takes flings or people who aren’t that close to her as not to disclose her real home

she’s the type to break the strap of her dress before walking out of a store with paparazzis waiting outside for her and pose like she’s marilyn monroe fighting against a burst of air with her white dress, and she’s like “omg no ! the strap of my snapped ! what to do ! don’t take pics or maybe do aha x”

most definitely checks tabloids and stuff after she pulls one of those numbers to grab attention so she can see the reactions And the pics. also probably has a neat instagram feed

she’s the epitome of “all girls do is 🥺🥺🥺🥺” and “girls always trynna ‘🥺🥺🥺‘ their way out of everything”. that’s her

loves cute two pieces pyjamas. silk ones, velvet ones, lace ones, and especially the see-through robes with fur you pair up with cute lingerie and pieces. when at home she’s usually in those, long robe big fur glass of wine in hand, and if not she’s wearing an expensive baddie dress she has no business wearing for no reason

she enjoys dating on and off, having flings, random sex. usually nothing too serious and without too many strings to get tangled in. would she be able to commit ? yes, probably, she daydreams about it sometimes, but it wouldn’t be so easy

despite umeko’s passion for creating a scene and stirring up the pot, she isn’t mean, nor is she someone who is found in conflicts or fights often, if at all. she tends to get along well with everyone ─── she’s playful, a bit crazy, and fairly outgoing. she’s nice despite all her antics. but there is one person that brings out the worst of her, though: nandy freda richardson, fellow new york city socialité with a shared feud going twenty years strong ! they have known each other since they were little and it has kept escalating ever since 💔 it ranges from petty, insignificant antics to more serious, real shit stuff. the catalyst ? nandy somehow managing to make umeko lose a minor role on a small movie she was really anticipating. umeko’s response ? selling her out to aspen when he came asking for more intel on rich people he could rob: she gave him all the information he needed, carefully crafted a foolproof plan then gifted aspen an all - expenses luxury vacation to a destination of his choice <3 umeko was like yeah ? ok i lose my role and you lose your safety money and that one of a kind dress i wanted aha x

when she was sixteen her then boyfriend cheated on her with some chick. the lad pulled the infamous move of playing single and messing with the girl’s heart, so she was unaware of their relationship and was left as mortified as umeko. umeko, though, felt humiliated and, above everything, disrespected, and she also felt for the other girl who was just as much a victim as herself. so umeko made sure he regretted even thinking of disgracing their worth and set for revenge: over the span of a few years she snatched five consecutive girlfriends, one after the other <3 she also kept a good relationship with the girl he cheated on her with

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hey ! my name is link ! i go by he / they pronouns , am 21+ & live in the cst timezone ! i’m an obnoxious aries , but i promise i’m nice for a clown . i’m excited to be here ‘cause i’m a slice of life h*e . & this here is my weirdo tommy , who i hope you’ll like a lot . under the cut , you’ll find some misc. info & wanted connections , but here’s his dossier & pinterest board , which has more information for you . feel free to like this if you’d like to plot & i’ll swing by in your ims ( or ask for discord which is honestly easier for me but it’s okay if you don’t ) !

☕ . ˚ ◝  (  kim jongin. genderfluid. he/they. ) thomas “tommy” song is a twenty-five year old gemini. the deja brew barista’s go-to order is matcha lemonade and grilled cheese. they like to listen to tempo by lizzo feat. missy elliott while they wait for their order. the employees of the deja brew think they are inconsistent but swear they’re totally versatile as well. maybe that’s why collected sketchbooks that remain empty, horror movie marathons, band tees paired with perpetually messy hair remind me of them.

misc. info : ( content warning for : emotional abuse & neglect, negative religious imagery )

they’ve always lived in the la area & don’t really see themselves leaving even if they hate it here sometimes for whatever reasons they made up in their heads

their father owns several businesses & is generally well off. he has people convinced that he’s a really good guy but in private he’s an unbearable asshole. just really nitpicky about everything & overbearing in forcing his opinions on his family

their mother was a struggling actress & the few projects she was in flopped & then she became too old by society’s standards to get work & tommy’s dad ragged on her for it, poking at her appearance / weight until she finally gave up & settled for being his assistant

not only is their dad just a dick he’s also extremely catholic which intensified his already aggressive personality. for as long as tommy can remember their dad nagged him for anything possible. they never seemed to be “enough of a man” for him which absolutely tainted the way they viewed themselves

this plays a large part into why they decided to dump the idea of being a man period. all their life they never felt comfortable with being masculine & felt like a failure any time they tried but it wasn’t until their late teens that they felt comfortable identifying as nonbinary

they also suffer from a lot of catholic guilt. their dad was that typical shitty religious guy who went on homophobic rants at random so those views affect them even now

while they consider themselves closeted & default to saying they’re straight when asked they don’t keep up with it very well. any time a pretty guy makes eye contact with them they’re gonna go for it then beat themselves up for it later

they’re a thot. they enjoy physical intimacy but don’t really believe in the idea of romantic love ( yep his dad ruined that for them too ) so they prefer to sleep around than try to get close to anyone

whatever relationships they’ve been in they probably ruined it by not being affectionate or caring enough because they never learned how to be like that with another person ( whatever feelings they and their mother shared were more out of pity than actual love )

also they might be a cheater. i haven’t fully decided if they have or not but they definitely consider it constantly when they’re dating ( if you want some kind of plot like this let’s goooo )

so basically they struggled growing up but just emotionally & mentally. they were great in school but they hated the experience & everything along with their parents caused them to become pretty anxious & introverted in their adulthood

they can & will go out but they prefer not to & they’re terrible at socializing. things can be pretty awkward with them without them meaning to. & their sense of humor is very dry so it can come off as mean ( again without meaning to )

they’re really interested in drawing & painting but they went to college for computer science & honestly it makes them pretty miserable but they’d rather suffer than deal with their dad jumping down their throat

they took a couple of years off from school to gather themselves mentally ( basically had a breakdown in the middle of a semester & their dad still drags him for it ) but are in their senior year now

they only answer to tommy. if you call them tom or thomas you’ll just get a scowl in response then ignored

basically they’re both a fake goth & art hoe. they wear black sometimes but not constantly but always refer to themselves as a goth & they buy more sketchbooks than they need ‘cause they never draw in them ( they prefer using napkins & their textbooks )

they roll up their jeans and their sleeves because they’re bisexual

dogs are some of the only things that will make them outwardly happy if you want them to lose their mind then just show them a dog or even pics / videos

they love matcha it’s their favorite flavor but they actually hate coffee despite working in a cafe. but they’re really good at making latte art & getting tips because they’re pretty & and good at flirting with customers

they’re obsessed with horror movies. they relate a lot to movie monsters for trans reasons & find them comforting even when they’re super gory. currently their favorite movie is midsommar so you can catch them going off about it a lot

they love slushies & smoothies. if it’s blended & has a lot of sugar then they fuck with it heavily. also most of the time they’re too lazy to make their own food so they use drinks a lot as meal replacements 

they can’t cook worth a damn. they probably get most of their food from deja brew

they love plants a lot & keep a bunch of them at all times 

they’re a hipster they love collecting vinyls & patches for their many denim jackets

they love going on drives to anywhere everywhere at random. they don’t need a destination they just wanna drive

they sleep in small four hour bursts & are pretty much always tired

they love pizza & pasta. if it’s italian they’re a stan

they’re super clumsy. probably run into things or trip five times a day

they’re secretly dramatic & gets upset when their friends / lovers don’t give them enough attention but they will never bring it up other than through playing it up 

they collect band tees even for bands they don’t listen to & they don’t care if they get called out for it

wanted connections : 

rooommates ( one or two )

exes ( any gender. it can be messy or friendly. i’m willing to have tommy be the issue since they can be rather uncaring & we could even do a cheating plot if you want maximum angst. also bonus points if they’re exes that are still “involved”. )

hookups / fwbs ( any gender. singular experiences or regular type things )

childhood plots for those who’ve lived in la ( childhood friends, first kisses / crushes, all that good stuff )

high school sweethearts

their first sexual experience with someone masculine. i want the awkward teen ( or early twenties whichever ) experience & it’s probably something that tommy gets ( dare i say it ? ) shy about even now

flirtationships that don’t go anywhere

maybe a regular customer that they keep flirting with & the customer thinks they actually have a thing for them but they don’t & it’s weird & awk

maybe they fuck up your drink and your muse is mad about it but they try to flirt their way out of it with either good or disastrous results

your muse is the person that has to deal with this behavior

one-sided crushes ( don’t mind who has the feelings ! )

mutual pining but they’re both idiots & have no idea

anything from this tag 

party buddies. horror movie buddies. video game buddies. road trip buddies. any of these can be combined

tinder date ( it can go well or not )

literally anything you can think of i’m probably down for it