#also I'm going to be a nervous wreck if they make us wait until the Ahsoka show to find out if Kalluzeb is canon

[martianbugsbunny]

At this point I’m putting my money on the end-credits scene of Mando S3 being the place Kalluzeb gets canonized. Just Zeb talking to Kallus, either on holo or in person, and their tone and words leave no room for interpretation.

It would be a nifty lil segue into the Ahsoka show, bc what would they be talking about except whatever is gonna happen there

BUT ALSO how chad of a move would it be to just drop that nonchalantly like a mic at the very last possible moment and then step back and watch us all lose our minds?!?!! End credits scene is Mentos and we’re Coke, that’s the chaos that would ensue (I don’t have to tell you that, if you’re reading this you’re probably a part of the Coke pool) and I really want to believe the Star Wars people could be that gremliny-gobliny about it

[stellari-s]

We have seen how Ithaqua fell in love with a Survivor Reader, but I raise this fluffy request!

He fell in love with the Hunter Reader during a Duo Match with them 👀

That's okay if you decline! Have a good day/evening/night/morning!

🌨️

oh, nice reverse, anon! hope you enjoy 🥺🙏 i'm gonna link the surv version too, hehe.

request; yes, and they're open. so send them in!

wc; 931.

tags; gn! hunter! reader, some romance, ithaqua comforts you, survivors bully hunters in duos (lots of flare guns-)

summary; you are partnered with ithaqua to be a hunter in today's duos match. after getting stunned, ithaqua may or may not show another side of himself...

you honestly don’t want to do duos today.

normally, you don’t mind doing duos. in fact, the general chaos of the entire match keeps your mind occupied until the end, barring you from any negative thoughts.

but these days things don’t seem to be going your way. biting your lips, you try burying yourself more into the soft cushions of one of the red velvet chairs, situated behind a dark curtain that is intended to hide you from the eight survivors, whom you see chatting and whispering.

you can’t go against the manor owner though.

glancing next to you, you see a familiar navy-clad figure. his mask covers his face so you can’t see his expression, but you imagine he is either dozing off or lost in thought, what with his chin resting on his closed gloved fist.

you look outside the curtain’s opening to find eight people sitting behind a wide table, lathered with plates and cutlery. most of them are good at stunning: norton campbell, martha behamfil, and qi shiyi, to name a few.

“you seem nervous.”

you almost jump in your seat when you hear your partner, ithaqua’s voice.

“how did you know?”

i didn’t think he was looking at me…

ithaqua shrugs, keeping his tone nonchalant for the most part. “you’re not exactly the best at hiding what you’re feeling.” he lets out a small sigh, muffled by his mask. “it makes me worried.”

you widen your eyes ever so slightly. it’s the only indication of your surprise outside of you clenching your fists until your knuckles start losing their color.

averting your eyes, you respond softly, “you don’t have to worry. i’ve just been going through some things recently, and it just ended up piling up.”

ithaqua lets out a small hum upon hearing your words, but he doesn’t question you further. it is probably out of consideration, but a part of you also wishes he had pushed you to talk a little bit more.

instead, you two stay silent until a bell echoes throughout the room. “the match will now begin. all chosen parties will now be taken to lakeside village.”

this part is always the strangest - it’s as though some drug knocks you out, turning everything black, but then a couple minutes later, you regain consciousness only to find yourself in a completely different place, remote from the manor.

looking on your wrist, you find a watch with a blinking dot at the center. eventually another dot shows up in the eastward direction. it must be showing ithaqua’s location.

you wander around the village to different cipher machines, trying to follow the sounds of typing, shocks, and the tall shaking poles as decoding progresses.

eventually, a figure catches your eye - martha.

she seems to be the only one around the area near the empty pier next to the lake, but having done enough matches in the past, you have a feeling some of her teammates are on the top of the ship wreck nearby.

giving ithaqua a ping, you start chasing martha, who starts to grip the flare gun on her side. she is probably waiting when you get too near before using it, since she only gets one per match.

but then she leads you to some of her other teammates, and when her teammates see you, they aim flare guns at you - they must have bought them from the telephone stand.

everyone shoots at once, and while you are able to dodge a couple, several hit you, leaving you stunned in a thick pink smokescreen.

“damn it…” you mutter in between coughs, waving your hand to disperse the smoke. by the time it completely dissipates, none of the survivors are seen in the vicinity.

you are alone not even standing, still wallowing in the aftereffects of having been hit so many times. why did this have to happen today, of all days?

tears want to spill, but you refuse to cry. not in a match. instead, you can only look down at the ground, the grass shaded an almost teal color by the overcast skies.

“(y/n).”

when you hear your name, you whip your head around to find a white mask before you.

“ithaqua, sorry, i let my guard down…”

“why are you apologizing? weren’t they the ones who stunned you?” he extends a hand to you: a silent encouragement to not give up and keep going.

just as he does, though, a loud siren rings through the venue: the survivors had managed to decode seven machines to open the exit gates.

“should we just surrender?” you slowly stand back up on your feet as you look up at the sky, a bleak gray that looks as though it’s about to downpour rain at any moment now. “they’ve already decoded seven ciphers, and not one is eliminated.”

ithaqua seems to think about your words as he lowers his hand. you think he is about to leave you, but much to your surprise, he leans in and gently presses his forehead on yours. you can feel some strands of his soft hair on your forehead, and he is close enough that you can clearly hear his breathing.

“if anything happens,” he reassures, “i will protect you.” his voice is soft and gentle, much like the snow on a still night. “so trust me, okay?”

with him so close, it’s easy to forget about your previous suggestion.

right now, there is only you and him.

for a brief moment, this quiet world is all you know, and that alone is enough for you.

[bonnibuckets]

heart | kiri

warnings: angst & fluff

pairings: kiri x fem metkayina

summary: you show kiri the tree of souls when something goes wrong and you're there to comfort her (neteyam also comforts you)

wc: 1,099

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

You had been showing the sully kids around for a few weeks and you had grown an interest in their eldest daughter — kiri. Something about her made your cheeks burn and your stomach flip, the anxiety you got made you think maybe something was wrong but you couldn't get enough of her. Her smile set your heart ablaze, her laugh made your stomach fill with butterflies, and her eyes made you swoon. You knew there was nothing wrong with a girl liking a girl but something made you feel scared about your feelings.

You were her age and you didn't have a problem with her being different— in fact, that's what drew you to her initially. It was just you were worried that she wouldn't feel the same, your feelings were anything but mild. Your feelings for her were a tsunami that you kept at bay to protect your heart. It didn't help that she was always around you, smiling, laughing, being herself, her soft touches, and how she grazes your skin. Your heart ached so bad just wanting to reach out to her and have her reach out back, but alas there you are now keeping your true feelings hidden.

—

"Come on i have something to show y'all" you smiled and motioned the sully's to follow and y'all went under and you went to the tree of souls. You pointed to your braid then the tree, 'make tsaheylu' you signed with your fingers. They all did and kiri was last to do so,  you smiled lovingly as kiri smiled in bliss. They all connected and what you assumed was very pleasant but kiri made a concerned face. Her brows furrowed together as bubbles came out of her mouth and she suddenly started convulsing.

Your heart immediately went into overdrive and you immediately swam to her and pulled her out. You felt yourself crying as everyone followed, you got to the surface and neteyam grabbed his sister and did cpr. Your mind was going 100 miles a second and you could barely think as you stared at kiri's limp body. You held her hand as tears were spilling and you were hoping and praying eywa would help her.

"Kiri please!" you gritted your teeth. Neteyam stopped "we have to get her to mom and dad!" y'all nodded and followed neteyam running as he held her bridal style. Your legs pumped with adrenaline as you kept the same pace as neteyam. 'Please please eywa save her please' you thought as y'all made it. Neytiri and jake immediately focused on kiri and grabbed her and questioned us.

Everyone was talking at once trying to explain what happened when you yelled "KIRI CONVULSED UNDERWATER AND SHES NOT BREATHING!" everyone shut their mouths. They all looked at my tear-stained face "alright neytiri get help, ao'nung get your parents to let them know and everyone stay back i need space" jake said before he started performing cpr.

Y'all immediately stepped back and watched desperately 'please ewya please i care so much about her don't take her—'  your thoughts were cut off by a deep gasp. Y'all let out a breath that none of y'all were breathing as kiri was breathing, but she didn't wake up. "Why isn't she awake dad?" lo'ak asked "i'm not sure let's wait until help comes"

—

You paced outside the tent kiri was in as sky people were above her with their tools helping her. Nothing seemed to be helping and you grew more and more nervous, you were a wreck and your heart was aching. You were so scared that no words could describe it you pulled your hair and grunted softly so no one would hear but neteyam saw and tried to comfort you. "Hey it's okay kiri will be okay i promise" you looked at him trying to calm your breathing. He led you a little away from the tent to talk to you.

"I really fucking hope so," you said trying to keep your composure before neteyam gave you a sympathetic look and you broke down in his arms. He hugged you shushing you as you hiccuped trying to explain "i..care..so much..i'm so scared" you cried into his chest. He rubbed your back "it's okay kiri will pull through" he said pulling you back by your shoulders "and then you can tell her how you feel" he smiled.

You looked at him in shock before wiping your tears still hiccuping "how do you..know?" you said clearing your throat. "Come on i'm not dumb i see how much you care about my sister, i see the way you look at her and the way she looks back" your face turned a deep red as you covered your face. "idunnowhatyoumean!" you said muffled, neteyam laughed and shook his head "It's okay dude," he said patting your back.

As you and neteyam were talking ronal and neytiri made their way into the tent and shooed off the sky people with neytiri's aid. You hear ronal work and you and neteyam got closer watching.

Then you heard something you needed to so desperately— kiri gasping and the sound of her crying. You immediately ran to her side as neytiri held her daughter's hand and you grabbed her other hand. You smiled and whispered 'thank you's' to eywa as you kissed kiri's hand. "Thank you so much thank you" you cried into her as you kissed her forehead.

Kiri looked at you and y'all locked eyes as y'all cried "ma' kiri" you cried as she held your face. You both lightly chuckled at each other "i thought you were gone" you smiled softly as you held her arm and the hand that was holding your face. You just needed to feel her warmth and know she was safe.  "M' okay i promise" she weakly smiled she turned to her mom and repeated before turning back to me again.

Y'all didn't say anything but you both understood one another right at that moment and you bit the bullet and gently kissed her lips. You didn't care that everyone could see, you didn't care that her family was right there, you needed her to know you loved her with your whole heart. She kissed you back and your heart swelled as you cried harder pulling away "i see you kiri" she smiled then said, "i see you too". 

— [Fin]

a/n: RavenMoon_20 requested this i hope you enjoyed it as much as i did writing it!!

[foster-the-world]

Good and Bad

Friday night and Saturday morning were annoying. Lots of yelling at my kids as they drove me crazy. Had to take out Bee's braids. It takes me forever, generally six plus hours. Baby boy is a kid that needs to be out of the house in general but really cannot handle me focusing on anyone but him. Which results in him wrecking havoc and annoying the hell out of all of us. Next time I'm prescheduling my husband to take him out all day whenever hair needs to be done.

I've also noticed the girls have been quite rude when I walk in after work. Its rather unpleasant to be excited to get him and have your children treat you like a big annoyance. They are generally watching TV - which I'm fine with. They have a long day at camp and then do 20 minutes of reading when they get home. They have been ignoring me/my questions or responding very rudely. Don't get me started on how rude they are to baby boy. Its embarrassing in front of the sitter but also just not okay. I told them from now on we can take a ten minute TV break when I come home to discuss our days. Told them there won't be TV at all if they can't manage to be kind to other family members.

We managed to pull it together for a fun Saturday night/Sunday. We did a water park yesterday. I was skeptical it would work with baby boy but we all ended up having a great time. He was nervous about one of the little kid slides. We took him up a few times to have him turn around. I don't care if he does it or not but he seemed determined. The last hour of the day he runs up there and goes down without hesitation. He had the biggest grin, was fist pumping and generally so proud of himself. He said "I did a great job." He did it roughly another 25 times. It was the sweetest. Love to see my kids trying and loving new things. Bee's a big thrill seeker so got to do a lot of the big kid rides with her.

We booked a Neuropsych for end of September for baby boy. Its crazy expensive and insurance will pay roughly $400. So annoying that this is our system that screws over the kids that need it most and can't afford it. The cost is not easy for us but we are very fortunate we can make it happen. The neuro will also testify in court if we decide to sue for private school special needs placement. We really hope we don't have to go that route but want to be prepared. I've been saying I want an expert to tell me what to do and hopefully this will do it. Glad to have the decision made after a lot of back and forth about whether or not the expense made sense. We could wait and if he does poorly in Kindergarten and we really, really push they DOE may pay but I don't want to wait for him to fail. The Neuropsych very well may recommend a normal public school (which would be good news) but we just don't know what he needs. The Dev ped is pushing for meds this year so we can test how they work before he has trouble in Kindergarten. Not sure about that but we can wait until Oct/Nov to decide. So far, no complaints from school so it feels weird to medicate him at this stage.

[mooncello]

Kai

One last look in the mirror—swoop the hair, readjust ear cuff—and then I’m flying out of my room and through the front door. Miraculously, Cole isn’t outside yet which gives me a chance to catch my breath and settle into my body. Reservation isn’t until 7:30—we have plenty of time.

Shit, am I nervous?

The front door swings open, and Cole steps outside. All the air whooshes out of my lungs.

Half his hair is pulled up into a knot, the rest kisses his shoulders. He’s wearing a silky, short sleeve buttoned black shirt tucked into gray trousers that make his legs look like they go for miles. And the jacket. It’s a lightweight gold and brown houndstooth bomber jacket, with black and white striped trim.

Cole looks sexy and sporty and classy all at once.

“You look perfect,” I tell him. My voice is weirdly airy. I don’t sound like myself.

He smiles. “Cello clothes okay?”

I close the distance between us and clear my throat so my voice goes back down. “I mean, I want to wreck them later but, yes, they are more than okay for now.”

There’s laughter sparkling in his eyes, and Cole tugs me by my lapel to pull me even closer, kissing me between words. “You look” (kiss) “really good” (kiss) “too” (kiss).

Mm, I could kiss Cole all night (and a part of me wants to take him right back inside) but I also want to take him on a date. Eat good food, talk, laugh, flirt.

Curiosity overwhelms me. What is Cole like on a date?? I need to know.

“Car’s on the street,” I say. I intertwine his fingers with mine and head that direction.

“Where’re we going? Can you tell me yet?”

We arrive at my car, and I look over at Cole. He’s gloriously backlit by the sinking sun, a sweet cool breeze tugging at his hair. It’s a beautiful night—gold light and blue-violet sky and neon pink clouds—and probably one of the last summer nights before the seasons change.

I suddenly don’t want to spend the next two hours in a temperature-controlled restaurant with ridiculously pretentious food.

“Uh, one second,” I tell Cole. I motion for him to get in the car, and I dial the restaurant as I slip into the driver’s seat.

“Hey,” I say to the person who answers the phone. “I’ve got a reservation under Kai. We’re not gonna be able to make it.”

Cole sends me a look, waits for the call to end, and then asks, “Everything okay?”

I pull up directions to the night market Nya mentioned. It’s in a really cool part of town, where the arts district meets all the vintage shops.

“Totally good,” I say to Cole and flash him a grin. “Change of plans.”

“Yeah?”

“I’d rather be outside. You?”

“Kai, I don’t care what we do. I’m with you. The rest doesn’t matter.”

My heart gives off little sparks. “Such a romantic,” I tease.

“Oh, you have no idea,” Cole replies, his voice scorching the air, and I’m lightheaded again.

Is this what swooning feels like? Do I swoon now?

~ ~

KITTENS. this is my favorite chapter yet. i'm so excited to share it with you. i hope you enjoy. x

pls note the author note and chapter tags.

[seulira]

More me yapping about my gf under the cut lol

She'll be here in 4 days and I'm still absolutely baffled at how good she is to me. I stare at her all I want and she doesn't think it's weird. She's started staring back recently and I get nervous and laugh and look away because I'm not used to being Perceived the way I perceive others but she really does see me

We'll be watching a video where someone is making chicken and she'll talk about what she'd do differently and she always adds "I would take the bones out for you". There was a video of a guy doing a food tour in vienna and he had those disposable wood utensils and I noted that I hate the texture of those things and, without missing a beat, she said "We can get one of those camping utensil kits. The metal kind. All the vendors here use wooden ones". Like no hesitation, no thought to it, just. Boom. Solution for my needs. She said she's excited to see my flappy hands irl. I explained I try to suppress them as much as I can in public since it's kind of frowned upon to be 25 and happy flapping at something, and she doesn't see them at my desk because I would just end up hitting the table. She pretty much only sees them in VR, where I have room and the comfort to stim. But she'll be here!! In my house!! Where I have the room and the comfort to stim as I need, and she makes me so happy she's bound to see them at some point

She never minds how sleepy I get during our calls because I'm working a lot, and I have an awful sleep schedule on days I don't work. We typically stay on call for them so she just blows me a little kiss and streams whatever video she's watching. I always just look at her though. Then when I wake up she smiles and softly says "Good morning, baby" and my entire heart melts.

It's incredible to see how confident she makes me. Even on days where I've made no effort, my hair's a mess, I'm wearing the most raggedy at-home clothes I have, and I'm just a face in a cocoon of a blanket she'll still call me gorgeous. She's seen me at every possible angle and insists I have no bad ones. The few times I've been honest about specific parts of my body I didn't like, she'll pay special attention to them until I can't help but think she finds them beautiful

It's also been incredible watching her gain confidence, too. Before we started dating, she'd only ever join calls with a camera once in a blue moon and, even then, only wearing a face mask and a hoodie. Now, even with new people in the group calls, she'll just wear a normal t-shirt and shows her entire face. She doesn't default to nervous tics when she discusses her body anymore and she'll even flex for me if she catches me staring while she stretches (which is. A lot. I like her arms.) and I can't wait to see her get to explore her femininity when she's here. She only has one "femme" shirt, and she doesn't wear it often. I'm sending her back with a bunch of skirts, dresses, and blouses. Even if she just wears them at home, they're all comfy and she'll have that option

We've both been talking about how we think our first meeting is going to go. I'm bringing her a bouquet so we can press them and she can take the dried flowers home with her after her 2 weeks here. I try not to think about when she has to leave because I know it's going to absolutely wreck me, but she's leaving me a ring (and a necklace with some charms, but the ring is the big one). I already call her my wife in online spaces but she'll really be my fiancee. It's wild.

I keep getting misty-eyed thinking of 2 whole weeks with her snoring in my arms every night.

[gachag0d]

Sour Taste ANGST | Obey Me x Olivia Rodrigo's Sour

Synopsis: Sorting the Obey Me characters into which Olivia Rodrigo's Sour songs I picture them crying to whist being insecure about themselves or thinking of a toxic MC.

Characters: The Brothers and The Dateable (-Luke)

CW: Olivia Rodrigo's music contains Swearing, Some Suggestive Content, Infidelity and Depictions of Toxic Relationships. Lyrics imply MC is toxic/unfaithful.

A/N: Love this album! I can't wait until the new one. "Vampire" has me hyped! Also, listen, I'm gonna be honest. I'm an Asmo stan, and this album is basically his angst playlist, right? You'll see his name pop up a bunch. Shh, don't worry about it... I just love angsty Asmo... (Mammon is here a bunch as well lol)

"All I did was try my best This the kind of thanks I get? Unrelentlessly upset (ah, ah, ah) They say these are the golden years But I wish I could disappear Ego crush is so severe God, it's brutal out here (Yeah!) I feel like no one wants me And I hate the way I'm perceived I only have two real friends And lately, I'm a nervous wreck 'Cause I love people I don't like And I hate every song I write And I'm not cool and I'm not smart And I can't even parallel park"

MAMMON, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Diavolo, Lucifer

"Ain't it funny All the twisted games All the questions you used to avoid? Ain't it funny? Remember I brought her up And you told me I was paranoid You betrayed me And I know that you'll never feel sorry For the way I hurt, yeah You'd talk to her When we were together Loved you at your worst But that didn't matter It took you two weeks To go off and date her Guess you didn't cheat But you're still a traitor God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you"

SOLOMON, Simeon, Diavolo, Lucifer, Satan

"And all my friends are tired Of hearing how much I miss you, But I kinda feel sorry for them 'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do, yeah Today I drove through the suburbs And pictured I was driving home to you And I know we weren't perfect But I've never felt this way for no one, oh And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay, Now that I'm gone I guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me 'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street"

SIMEON, Mammon, Beelzebub, Diavolo

"I called you on the phone today Just to ask you how you were All I did was speak normally Somehow I still struck a nerve You got me fucked up in the head, boy Never doubted myself so much Like, am I pretty? Am I fun, boy? I hate that I give you power over that kinda stuff 'Cause it's always one step forward and three steps back I'm the love of your life until I make you mad It's always one step forward and three steps back Do you love me, want me, hate me? Boy, I don't understand No, I don't understand"

ASMODEUS, Mammon, Simeon, Leviathan

"So when you gonna tell her That we did that, too? She thinks it's special But it's all reused That was the show we talked about Played you the song she's singing now when she's with you Do you get déjà vu when she's with you? Do you get déjà vu? Oh Do you get déjà vu? Strawberry ice cream in Malibu Don't act like we didn't do that shit, too You're trading jackets like we used to do (Yeah, everything is all reused) Play her piano, but she doesn't know (oh, oh) That I was the one who taught you Billy Joel (oh) A different girl now, but there's nothing new (I know you get déjà vu)"

MAMMON, Lucifer, Solomon, Asmodeus, Satan, Belphegor, Barbados

"Well good for you, I guess you're getting everything you want You bought a new car and your career's really taking off It's like we never even happened, baby What the fuck is up with that? And good for you, it's like you never even met me Remember when you swore to God I was the only Person who ever got you Well, screw that and screw you You will never have to hurt the way you know that I do Well good for you You look happy and healthy, not me If you ever cared to ask Good for you You're doing great out there without me, baby God, I wish that I could do that I've lost my mind I've spent the night Crying on the floor of my bathroom But you're so unaffected, I really don't get it But I guess good for you"

SATAN, Belphegor, Mammon, Asmodeus, Leviathan

"Before you found someone more exciting The next second, you were gone And you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong And you always say I'm never satisfied But I don't think that's true 'Cause all I ever wanted was to be enough Don't you think I loved you too much to be used and discarded? Don't you think I loved you too much to think I deserve nothing? But don't tell me you're sorry, boy Feel sorry for yourself 'Cause someday I'll be everything to somebody else And they'll think that I am so exciting And you'll be the one who's crying Yeah, you always say I'm never satisfied But I don't think that's true You say I'm never satisfied But that's not me, it's you 'Cause all I ever wanted was to be enough But I don't think anything could ever be enough For you, enough for you, oh-oh No, nothing's enough for you"

ASMODEUS, Beelzebub, Mammon, Leviathan, Simeon

"We broke up a month ago Your friends are mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you And I thought my heart was detached From all the sunlight of our past But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me? Oh, I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier"

SIMEON, Diavolo, Barbados, Lucifer, Solomon

"All your friends are so cool, you go out every night In your daddy's nice car, yeah, you're living the life Got a pretty face, a pretty boyfriend too I wanna be you so bad, and I don't even know you All I see is what I should be Happier, prettier, jealousy, jealousy All I see is what I should be I'm losing it, all I get's, jealousy, jealousy Co-comparison is killing me slowly I think, I think too much 'Bout kids who don't know me And I'm so sick of myself I'd rather be, rather be (oh, oh) Anyone, anyone else (anybody else) Jealousy, jealousy"

LEVIATHAN, Asmodeus, Diavolo, Mammon

"It's bittersweet to think about the damage that we do 'Cause I was going down, but I was doing it with you Yeah, everything we broke, and all the trouble that we made But I say that I hate you with a smile on my face Oh, look what we became All the things I did Just so I could call you mine All the things you did Well, I hope I was your favorite crime Your favorite crime Your favorite crime 'Cause baby, you were mine"

MAMMON, SIMEON, Solomon, Belphegor, Barbados

"Address the letters, to the holes in my butterfly wings Nothing's forever, nothing's as good as it seems And when the clouds won't iron out And the monsters creep into your house And every door is hard to close Well, I hope you know how proud I am you were created With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred God, I hope that you're happier today 'Cause I love you, and I hope that you're okay"

LUCIFER, Simeon, Diavolo, Beelzebub

Honestly, I can see all the Brothers just bawling at this one...

[willowser]

🌌&💐!!! For you and our favourite little bastard man but also anyone else you feel like talking about???

what was your first date like ?

since i did the first date for bakugou here, i will do first date forrrrr — kirishima ! 😌🍓✨️

so unlike with bakugou, i'm probably very aware that this is a date with kiri, and therefore i am a nervous wreck the entire time LOL i feel like he tries to take me somewhere nice because he thinks that's impressive but it actually just makes me EVEN MORE ANXIOUS BC I FEEL UNDER-DRESSED. oooh, wait, can i share what i wear ??? 🥺 i wanna share what i wear !!! 😌

he he. anyway. i think we both end up a little too giggly bc there are some items on the menu that we're just like........what is THAT ??? LOL and they bring us some really strange appetizer that's okay, but not great, and we're so ??? on what to eat, that we eventually just order a piece of cake and share it 😌🍓✨️ and afterwards, we just kind of laugh at ourselves bc that was so silly !!!! and we don't feel high-class enough for that skfbskska so we end up just walking around downtown together, looking at stuff, wasting time, and at some point, he holds my hand 🥺🥺🥺 and doesn't let go until we have to 🥺🥺🥺🥺

how did you two meet ??

i work in the clinic inside bakugou's hero agency, filling his medications LOL so he has to stop by and see me once a month 😌🩷✨️ and so i always make a point to come up and chat with him, just some small talk, when he's picking up his heart meds and what-not 😌🩷✨️ (actually 85 years ago, @tiphandoms sent me an ask about this scenario and it's in my drafts rn LOL bc every time i write on it, i get shy 💀💀💀 but i'm determined to finish it !!!!! 😌)

(in a separate universe, this is also how i meet kirishima LOL)

💐 self-ship game 🩷

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win | g.r.

synopsis: in which he finally gets a win

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Waiting for your first win ever was excruciating.

Going into every race thinking it might be the one and then slowly losing hope as the race would progress, realizing there was even more waiting in store before it would happen.

That's how George felt.

He had been in Formula 1 for quite some years now, but his win seemed nowhere near happening. He was slowly losing hope, getting used to the idea that he wouldn't win a race in the near future.

His family kept reassuring him that his time would come, but George's faith in himself left his body with each race that passed.

You knew how frustrating it must be, seeing all the drivers around you consistently getting wins and you struggling to get just one.

It was tough on someone's mind, it would ruin their thinking.

You, however, didn't let yourself think like that. He had been so close to winning so many times, you could feel it in your bones that his win was approaching with fast steps.

And oh, how right you were.

♡♡♡♡♡

Silverstone was a fan-favorite track on the F1 calendar for the fans, but it was even more special to both George and you.

You met at Silverstone, you started attending every race after it and became George's good luck charm, it was his home race and the UK was home for the both of you.

Plenty of reasons that supported your certainty that George would get his win at Silverstone.

He had been a nervous wreck all weekend, aware of how much the track meant for everyone, including you and his family, and he wanted to perform well.

"Baby, can you calm down? You're stressing yourself out for nothing" you had tried calming him down at your apartment in the morning before he had to get to the circuit.

He had barely slept, didn't want to eat anything ahead of the day and had been pacing all around the apartment since the moment he opened his eyes.

"I can't. Don't you realize how much is at stake here? I can't disappoint everyone again and not win this one. I'm going to be a failure and everybody will hate me" your heart broke when you heard George talk about himself so poorly.

You quickly got up and jumped in front of him, finally making him come to a halt and stop pacing around.

"You listen to me, Georgie. Nobody is going to hate you if you don't win today. I know you think they will, but they won't. Their support and love for you doesn't depend on whether or not you get a win today or in the next race. You're still young, baby, you have so much time to show the potential and talent you have, so many great years ahead of you. Your win will come at the right time. Please don't be so hard on yourself, I hate seeing you talk so badly about yourself" 

He bit his lip but nodded, kissing you on the forehead before bringing you in for a hug.

"I'm sorry for being like this. I just want to make you and our families proud" his voice was muffled slightly because he had buried his face in your hair, but you understood him nonetheless.

"We're proud of you no matter what. We just want you to have fun and be safe. If you end up winning, we'll cheer you on. If you don't end up winning, we'll still cheer you on. We'll love you no matter what" you stood on your tiptoes and pressed your lips against his, silence sealing the promise that you would love him no matter what.

It was all he had needed to hear, his body slowly relaxing under his touch.

And it was also all he had needed to hear to motivate him to win today.

♡♡♡♡♡

You had never seen George drive so well. 

From the moments the lights had gone out, he had been driving like his life depended on it. He was overtaking like it was second nature, battling for position with Lewis before the team had ultimately made the decision to switch cars because George was faster, racing Max for the first place like he had never before.

The whole garage was on the edge of their seats, staring at the screens with anticipation.

It wasn't until George had overtaken Max and crossed the checkered flag first that the chaos and celebrations had really begun.

Engineers high-fiving each other, shaking hands and screaming in delight, you and George's parents hugging in a corner away from the madness.

You hadn't even realized you had been crying until Alison had wiped off your tears, laughing when you noticed that she had been crying too.

As you walked out of the garage with the rest of George's team and waited for him to return to the pitlane, you couldn't help the excitement flowing through your veins.

All the sweat, the tears, the bad races, the bad strategies, the hopes and dreams of being a Formula 1 Grand Prix winner had finally paid off.

George had officially become a race winner.

And you couldn't be more proud of him.

When you saw his car approaching and parking in front of Number 1, you felt more tears run down your cheeks as you observed him getting out of the car. 

The moment his helmet had come off, his eyes were searching for you in the crowd. When he spotted you, he gave his helmet to one of his engineers and quickly jumped over the barriers, scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around.

"You did it!" you exclaimed in his ear, holding onto his body tightly.

"I did it for you" he said, kissing your neck before putting you down.

"I'm so proud of you, my love. You can't even understand" you said as you held his face in your hands, running your fingers through his damp hair.

"I couldn't have done it without your support" he said before leaning down and kissing you, smiling a little when you both head his team wolf-whistle behind you.

As you stood there in the pitlane embracing each other, celebrating his first ever win, you knew that you would overcome everything life would throw at you together.

The win didn't just belong to George.

It was a win for both of you.

Yours.

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Pie in the Sky

3/14/23

Has it really been over a year since my last post?? Yet here we are again. It always has to be when I've moved on with my feelings, when I feel like I can go finally go days or weeks without even thinking about it wondering.

His "bestie" O was emailing him and telling him how she feels like emotionally cheating on her husband and he was trying his best to get in on that boat, telling her how someone else has tried to do that to him but he immediately deleted it (lies) and how he's never opened up to someone like this before, and she just wasn't taking the bait. I told him how those emails hurt my feelings and he swore up and down that that part of his life was over. Then I emailed O myself to tell her the full story and she said he's like a brother and not to worry, he's never cheated on me (even though I literally just told her that he had).

Not 4 days later, he goes to eat lunch with "Juan", who was actually his "sister" E and apparently they purchased about $50 worth of Fansly porn together and watched it who knows where. I know he immediately went in and took a shower, but at least he brought me to go food 😒 They talked more about it the next day, aka Deep Throat Thursday, and also how he found some hot porn that reminded him of the picture she sent him in December.

I have the strangest mixed feeling of anger and joy. My heart is galloping, yet I feel peace. I sigh and sigh and sigh, yet there is justice on the horizon, an end. I will put my foot down, I will be a warrior unto myself. Future Dest is here for us! It still makes no sense to me, but I don't think he will be able or willing to explain any time soon.

The other day, between these two events, I caught the scent that I associate with God. It could have easily been a neighbor's cologne (although I didn't see anyone outside) but either way, it's still like the cardinal to me. Even if it's a myth, it's a myth that still helps me remember. I felt like the winds were changing. I thought it was to bring us closer together, but instead I see that it could easily be pulling us apart.

I feel like everything I hear is full of double meaning. I don't know which way it will go once we separate, whether our paths will come together again or keep growing further apart. Everything my heart is telling me is that it's both things.

I've been surprisingly good at compartmentalizing it. I feel like I am treating him no differently. I am waiting until the end of the month, which feels torturously long, but then I remind myself that it will all be over before I can even say much. I'm probably going to be a pacing nervous wreck before then, but what a relief it will be to move on. To stand up for myself. Maybe I'll just sing "Brave" at the top of my lungs to hype myself as needed.

[buckyarchives]

the trials and tribulations of getting Bucky Barnes a second date.

summary: Bucky hasn’t kissed someone since the 40s and he needs a little… practice.

words: 2.1k

tags/warnings: tooth rotting fluff, gender neutral reader, bucky being old and reader being horny

a/n: small drabble i posted on ao3 awhile ago. i need to post more on tumblr so here’s this.

read on AO3

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Boredom was going to eat you alive.

Bucky Barnes had fallen into a depression since his last date, it had probably been the tenth one this month because you and Sam were oh so determined to get James Buchanan Barnes back out into the dating scene. And the dating apps were definitely not working. So he opted out. Bucky came through the door of your shared empty apartment and declared he was destined to be alone and threw himself on the couch– and it seems he hasn't gotten back up since then.

“So like, Steve is an asshole.”

You hummed, eyes glued to the television screen. “Wait until you figure out that's not even his real name.”

“Jesus.”

Having been there on the whole failed-date-depression thing, you joined Bucky on the couch and decided to help him catch up with the 20th century. So you introduce him to netflix and your favorite series– shameless. It was trashy and loud and nothing like Bucky had ever seen. He described it as a train wreck that he couldn’t keep his eyes off. You agreed. He likes it.

Anyways, that was about 2 or 3 days ago, give or take. Sam had been texting and calling you both, in his words, to get off your lazy heartbroken asses before he had to come over and rip the television off the wall. Sam also texts you in big capital letters.

FIX HIM.

You scoff at the message and grab another piece of pizza from the coffee table. You glance at Bucky on the other side of the coach, lying parallel to you. His 5 o'clock shadow had grown darker, as well as the bags under his eyes. Bucky is wearing one of his many stupid red henley shirts and some sweatpants, your eyes travel down his body, and his foot is nudged between your side and the couch. You poke it. He flinches, Bucky’s a little ticklish. But don't tell anyone that.

“Alright, Buck.” You snatch the remote and pause the show. “What's your problem?” He looks offended, like he wasn't expecting this conversation at some point.

“I don't know what you’re talking about.” he sends a glare to you, the reflection from the tv makes his eyes glossy and bright. He looks pretty good, for being couch-ridden depressed. “You know what im talking about '' you snark back. Bucky turns, his face lands flat into a pillow. A muffled and pained-groan escaped his lips. Swiftly, you reach across the man's body and grab the pillow.

“Gimme that!” bucky reaches, but you’re quick.

“Not until we fix your… dating problem.”

Bucky rolls his eyes. “Jesus. You make it seem like I'm some loser.” he sits up, scooting to the edge of the couch. You tilt your head and give a teased look. He notices.

“I know, I know…'' Bucky trails off, eyebrows furrowed close as he dramatically falls back onto the couch. Pick a spot man. Bucky sighs and continues. “I just keep overthinking everything, like Steve always told me about how I used to be, y’know? That charming, romantic boy from brooklyn that swooned girls everywhere he went.”

You punch his shoulder softly, to lighten the mood? You were so not going to let Bucky go all doctor raynor therapy sessions on you, especially over your pizza. “Dude, don't brag.”

“Seriously,” bucky says your name, seriously. “I've come to face the fact, that boy is gone. But, i just overthink, and it gets awkward and then they start nagging me about me and my past–”

“Nope!” you interject. “That is not nagging, buck. That's called getting to know your date.”

“And, we had the talk about if you were going to try dating that mean having to tell people about your past.” you speak, matter-of-factly, your finger pokes his chest.

“Whatever. I just tense up and get nervous, it's hard talking to people. It’s not like you or sam!” he waves his hands around, motioning to you. Your mouth opens to say something, but nothing comes out. You close your mouth. “Its just so stupid, dating is so different now. When did getting flowers become... weird?”

bucky looks confused, you could have sworn that sam and sharon gave him the run down on dating in the wonderful year of 2022. Guess not. “It's not weird, the standards have just gotten lower for men and dating.”

“More of a reason for me to be good at dating!”

“Oh poor you, old man!”

You throw his pillow back at him, Bucky grabs it before it hits his face. Almost, you thought. The room goes silent again, you lean back against the couch next to bucky. Your head turns to look at him, his eyes are shut. You take notice of his features, not your first time though. Your mind darts back to when he first came to the tower, when he was still recovering (i guess bucky still is recovering now) and barely spoke a word. But, you were, well– still are, a horrible insomniac and he had his night terrors that left him screaming awake. And Steve knew when he was awake and Bucky cared too much to keep Steve awake at night.

So, call it fate or call it a weird coincidence, you two found yourself in the commons room on late nights, which turned into sharing a bed. Two friends, sharing a bed to comfort each other. Totally platonic! And if the shoes fits. Bucky never had nightmares when he slept in your bed, maybe it was your brand of sheets? That was years ago and he still hasn’t told you that, maybe that was one of the reasons he agreed to buy an apartment with you.

Those nights, when you slept close to him (platonically!) you also, slept better and fell asleep much faster than normally. Which was a plus, but god– you could stare at him for hours. You wished to trance your finger along his jaw, or the curve of his nose, or maybe even just feel this skin on his cheek. You never indulged, you were scared you’d wake bucky and have to stop staring, is that creepy? Maybe, but he looked like he was sculpted by the gods so you’re sure they'd be very flattered knowing you were admiring their work. You’ve been doing that for years now and have yet to tell him about his beauty.

A quiet, breathy nose-laugh comes from bucky. You’re snapped from your thoughts and you see his eyes are open now. He didn't see you staring, did he?

“What?” you’re still looking at him. Bucky shakes his head, waving off your question.

You grab at his hand, the cold metal meeting your warm flesh, a comforting feeling. He doesn't flinch like he used to. You smile to yourself. “No! You can't do that and not tell me!”

“I can't say, really. It's kinda embarrassing.”

'`Oh?” you give him that look, that look that says ‘tell me or i'll cry.’ or maybe it's ‘tell me or i'll hurt you.’ whatever, it works.

“Don't give me that look, doll.” the nickname lulls off his tongue. You smile again. “Fine, okay. It's just… this last date. She– uh, she tried to kiss me and she was so close and i got nervous and tensed up, i panicked, really. Because i dont think ive actually kissed anyone since, well, the 40s.”

Your mouth gapes open. You don't mean to, really, but damn. No wonder he can't get a second date, the old man is practically a 13 year old boy when it comes to girls. Bucky glances over to you and sees your face. He screws his eyes shut in embarrassment and goes back to head in pillow mode. Maybe you'll tease him a bit more. “Buck, your virginity has practically grown back by now.”

“Oh, will you stop with that.” he playful smacks your leg. You laugh to yourself. And bucky swears he felt just a little bit lighter. Just a smidge.

Bucky sits back up again. Seriously pick a position to lay! He looks at you. Shifts his weight, shifting closer to you. He lays his head on your shoulder. You loved it when he did that.

“I'm never going to get laid.” he jokes, is he joking? You both laugh.

“You are shit out of luck, bucky.”

Suddenly, you had an idea. One that would go terribly wrong or terribly right. Maybe even wonderfully right.

You gulped. “Hey, bucky?”

He hums. bucky turned to look at you and you almost, just almost backed out on this very stupid and slightly self-indulgent idea. “I have an idea, to help you… get out of your shell. You can say no and hate it or me, and walk away and be mad at me for even suggesting this but…” you trailed off, slightly fiddling with your hands. Bucky's eyes brows furrowed slightly as he gave you a confused look.

“You can kiss… me. If you want, just to get you out of your shell, you know? And to make you more comfortable with the whole motion… of kissing.. Someone, anyone.” you keep talking, rambling. God, you need to stop talking. Finding the right words seemed so impossible. This idea sounded much better in your head, you fiddle with your fingers more.

He doesn't respond. Fiddle with fingers more. You screw your eyes shut and expect him to get up off the couch, finally, and be depressed in his room.

Bucky thinks for a moment, sucks in his lip. “Sure.”

Your eyes shoot open. ”what?”

Fuck, fuck, fuck–

“Only if you're comfortable with it, sure.” Bucky said. It was your turn to panic now, had you really thought this through? Did you really want to do this? Spoiler, yes you did. But you really didn’t think he’d actually agree to this, you assumed he’d say no and you two would, hopefully, just laugh it off and continue watching shameless.

“Doll? You okay in there?’ he smiled at you like this idea wasn’t crazy.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry. Just thinking..” you stopped yourself from speaking out your thoughts. You faced him. “You really wanna do this?”

Bucky just nodded and moved to face you. His eyes landed on you and just like that, a flip switched and you couldn't stop the word vomit.

“Seriously, I don't want to force you to do this or make you uncomfortable, also I really don’t want this to change anything between us, you know? Because i really like being your friend and if this jeopardized it that would be really bad-”

“Just shut up and let me kiss you.”

Then, suddenly. His lips slant against yours and bucky swears he’s in heaven. Swears that you're an angel. Bucky's hand instantly grabbed the back of your neck to quickly close the gap between you two. You sat there still under his grasp for a second, before snapping back to life and slowly beginning to kiss back. You'd never imagined being in this position years ago, hell even 30 minutes ago. Your hands raised to the sides of his face, this moment was so sensual and sweet it could rot your teeth. Bucky's lips were so warm and soft against yours, this felt like heaven. His tongue grazed your lips, you let him in and soon he danced in your mouth. It was all too sweet and hot. You had to cherish this moment while you could because this could, and probably, will be the only time you get to kiss him.

Pulling away slowly, your eyes made contact instantly. Surprise and… lust, flashed in Bucky's eyes. You were both breathing heavily and you glanced at his lips, they were pink and wet, even a little swollen. He had yet to say anything and it was getting harder to resist going in again. He sucked his bottom lip in and his eyes shot to your lips for a moment.

“Fuck it.” you breathed out.

And you dove into him, pushing him down onto the couch so you were on top of him as you connected your lips again. Your hands latched around his neck as he gripped your waist, pulling you even closer into him. The kiss was more aggressive this time, his hands were all over you as you started to trail yours down bucky's body, feeling how solid his chest was under his henley shirt.

“It's always been you.” bucky pulls away just far enough to murmur against your lips. Your body feels incredible hot. “I just wanted you.”

the world went quiet, your brain short-circuited and all you could focus on was his icy eyes and his hands holding your face. Was this a confession? or were you dreaming? oh my god. your mouth gaped open slightly.

“you’re telling me we could have done this months ago?”

Bucky's eyes crinkled and he laughed. you feel like you're on fire. and he dips down again.

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Hellaur, this is my first ever request. Can you write a fic about bangchan/ han jisung/ Minho/ changbin comforting sad/hopeless reader? Im having a very hard time keeping up my grades, I've been studying for 14 hrs everyday just to ruin my most important exam. All my friends seem to do well when they're not even working as hard as me. I'm ready to study more but I keep losing hope. Idk what to do, I'm losing hope for getting into my dream University T T. Thank you so much bestie, for listening to me.

hii love i’m SO so sorry this took ages i rewrote this so many times with so many different scenarios until i was able to decide on one,,,i hope you enjoy this!! also about your exams, i can’t quite say i’ve been in your place but i can imagine what it’s like,,, maybe try to give your brain a break instead of studying even harder bcs sometimes that just exhausts you and you’ll burn out and this won’t do you any good!! please take care of yourself and i’ll be rooting for you, you can make it!!♡

[1:05pm]

genre: hs au, comfort

warnings: failure (not sure if i should put this here but just in case), use of “baby” platonically

minho+3racha x reader (friendgroup/platonic)

pls reblog if you enjoyed!!<3

the hallways were full of students with various emotions displayed on their faces. 

some were jumping up and down and cheering excitedly, while, oppositely, some others looked upset and confused, a few were crying even, and some just looked like they simply did not care.

it was results day for the midterm exams you took two weeks ago.

your friends minho, chan, changbin and jisung had already checked their results on the board that was hung up and were now gathered in front of the main entrance, waiting for you to come out; however, you were a nervous wreck in the restroom trying to calm down and build up the courage to go and look at your results, trying to convince yourself that it can’t be that bad.

after what felt like an eternity of deep breaths and positive affirming, you stepped out into the crowded hallways, making your way to the boards. as soon as you got to them you started searching for your name.

and that’s when your heart dropped.

oh.

it was even worse than you had expected…?

you were on the verge of tears, hopelessness creeping up on you. you had done everything you could and yet it was still not enough. so many people who were putting less effort than you were doing much better, so why was it so hard for you? 

with your head hung low, you started walking towards the exit wanting to do nothing but to go home and drown in your tears right now. well, that was until you heard your name being called as you were walking out of the building. 

looking up you could see jisung, one of your best friends, practically running towards you, the rest of your friends following suit behind him.

“y/n, i passed!” he nearly yelled in your ears, while shaking you by your shoulders.

"congrats, ji” you sent him a small smile; you were genuinely happy for him but your own grades were making it hard for you to match his excitement.

multiple ‘hey’s’ from the other three boys sounded as they got closer, making you lift your hand for a little wave in response, “hi.”. and even through just a little greeting, they could already tell your mood was off.

“y/n what’s wrong? is it your results?” minho was the first one to ask, to which, you gave him a nod, feeling your tears starting to roll down your cheeks. 

“oh, baby” jisung embraced you in a tight hug.

“all my efforts were for nothing, i spent weeks studying only for this to be the outcome.” you sobbed out. 

“it’s okay baby, it happens sometimes.” chan tries to sooth you, “exactly, plus it’s not like this is the end for you, we still have finals and we’ll prepare well together for those, okay?” changbin adds.

“oh, don’t even remind me,” you chuckled a little, lifting your tear stained face from jisung’s chest. “yup, we don’t wanna hear nothing about school or any exams for this whole break.” minho chimed “now, how about we go get some food and go over to my place? remember? we planned a sleepover?” 

right… there was something about a sleepover chan had texted you yesterday. you nodded and soon the four of you were running to catch the bus to your favorite food place.

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[flower-slut004]

SOFT ABC BENNY

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

Benny ADORES PDA. He always has to have his hands on you somehow. He loves wrapping his arms around your waist and his chin on your head ( if you’re shorter than him) And if you’re taller than Benny, he’ll just stand on his toes to rest his head on your shoulder.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

You’re apart of the supernatural life so you two practically spend every moment with each other. In school and out of school, people can always fine the two of you in each other’s arm. When you guys are spending time apart it’s usually when Benny is with Ethan and you’re with the girls/Rory.

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

Like earlier, Benny loves PDA. He especially loves it after a long day fighting monsters, he’ll come up to wrapping his arms around your shoulder and lightly put his body weight on you in a joking manner. That’s your cue to know the boy wants his cuddles. Bennys favorite positions when cuddling is either having your head resting on his chest with your arms around his waist or having his head on your lap so you could play with his hair.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

Benny would overthink everything for your first date. He wanted to make everything just perfect for you. So he enlisted the help of your best friend ( if you want Sarah/Erica/Rory/Or Ethan to be your best friend just ignore the best friend part). Your date would be in his backyard. It would consist of a picnic along with his own outdoor movie theater.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

Benny gets super excited when he sees you at school in the morning, he’ll drop everything to go greet you with a kiss and a pickup line. / Benny is more in awe of you dating him. He couldn’t believe you said yes when he asked you the first time.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

I feel like with Bennys flirty behavior that would be the cause of most of your fights. Benny knows when you're upset when you disappear out of nowhere. Like you’re nowhere to be seen since you’re avoiding him. Benny has to track you down or pay Rory.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

Benny is definitely more creative for your nicknames “Sweetness, cherry, hot stuff, delicious". Anything to see you blush/ You call Benny names just to tease him by "Benny Boo, Benny Rabbit, Chipmunk, and Sweet Pea"

H - Hi (first time meeting)

The two of you met when you were asked to babysit in place of Sarah when she was "sick". You were making Jane a sandwich and having a debate over Dusk when the bell rang. Ethan was nowhere to be seen so you went to open the door. "Hey, Eth...Woah babe alert.. I mean hey! I'm Benny"

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

Benny loves getting you things, like flowers, teddy bears, chocolates. Bonus for him since he can practice his magic. he’s also gotten you necklaces and rings. Since you guys are still in high school he usually makes them homemade or gets a summer job.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

Look up the definition of jealously and Benny's photo will be there. Benny isn't jealous of Ethan but he is of Rory since Rory is just as flirty as Benny. Benny tries to hide his jealousy but fails to do so. / When you're jealous, Benny doesn't know if he thinks it's cute or hot. You don't hide your jealously. You'll go right up to Benny and make a snide comment to whoever is grabbing the attention of Benny.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

If you're shorter than Benny, he'll give you forehead kisses, a peck on the nose, or a smooch on the cheek. If you're taller than him, he likes to give you small neck kisses, press on your hand, or just a plain kiss on the lips. Benny likes to kiss you every moment he can.

L - Love (when was the first time they said i love you or realized it?)

Benny realizes it after he almost dies after Jesse's comeback and was holding him by the neck. You were crying silently as you hid in a locker. The only thing running through his mind was you. he wanted to live the rest of his life with you, he wanted to have kids with you, that’s the only thing he could think of. thankfully, Sarah saved the day and you jumped right into his arms, crying into his chest. he whispers that he loves you over and over again.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

You guys are teenagers let's remember that, you guys definitely talked about it though. The closest you guys got to living together was when your parents were out of town and went to stay with Benny. After college, you guys finally moved in though, rented an apartment together.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

(If you don't kids skip over this one). Benny was super excited when he found the news. He spun you around the room and couldn't stop kissing you. Benny was already coming up with star-wars-themed names for your kid. He used this as an opportunity to practice his magic just in case your child would inherit his powers/ he used them to baby-proof the apartment.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

Benny is an open book with you. Sometimes he shares a little too much but you don't mind. You guys have this time of the day where you go under any tree you can find and spill your feelings.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

Benny is a bit paranoid taking photos since the whole evil Benny situation. But before Benny would take pictures of you where you weren't paying attention, smiling at him or intimate photos of course with your consent. / You love taking photos of Benny when he's sleeping or giving you a smooch.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

You have a problem with being careless, most of the time you jump into situations without thinking it which upsets him. Benny loves your quirk of randomly knowing things/ Benny tends to forget things that make date nights difficult which leads to some fights. You love Benny's quirk of puffing up his cheeks when he's in thought.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

Benny freaks out every time but tries to hide it. (not very well ) and does everything in his power to make you comfortable./ If Benny gets injured, you’re his nurse which he’ll take advantage of in his own ways.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

the group usually has to get you two back together after a fight. you take a break from one another, and it’s awkward for the group. Until one of you misses the other and comes back with food/promises.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

Benny wants your touch all the time. He’s big fan of PDA and always has a hand on you or around you. Usually Benny will come up and gently grab your hand to plant a kiss but if you remove your hand before he gets the chance to, he’ll rest his chin on your head/shoulder and wait.

U- Waking Up With Them

waking up with Benny is the best. he has his arms around you every single time, he somehow manages to pull you into his arms in his sleep when you go to sleep on separate sides of the bed. if you’re still asleep, he just presses kisses to your forehead, trying to wake up a bit more before getting up and starting the day. if you’re up before him, you absolutely love playing with his messy hair and stroking his cheek.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

Weeks after planning and planning, you and Benny finally take a trip to ( your dream location). Benny wants to visit every corner with you as well as getting a souvenir.

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

Benny is a nervous wreck when he prepares to ask you. Looking around, stuttering, and tripping. You were beginning to think you were being followed and Benny didn’t want to scare you. You finally asked him what’s up and he grabbed your hands gently to pour his heart out. Benny was scared when no response came out of your mouth but a few minutes later you were covering his face in kisses and saying yes over and over again. You really didn’t have a BIG wedding but it was all your family and friends there.

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

Benny loves your bluntness. He likes it how you tell everyone the truth and you’re not sorry about it.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

Benny tries to hide when he’s tired so he’ll be over exaggerating his emotions but when he’s tired to the point where he can’t hide it he’ll be less clingy and kinda shut off from the group. You can tell he’s tired when he begins to mumble or just stops talking overall.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

Benny doesn’t care about space. he wants to be as close to you as possible, breathing in your scent and feeling your warmth.

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Makeup [S.B]

Sirius Black x plus size!reader

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: a toxic relationship history and a bit of insecurity because of it.

A/N: I did a questionnaire a few days ago to see what kind of reader you would like me to do. This is the first one I do base on that questionnaire and I want to say the following:

The only reason the reader is specified as "plus size!reader" is that if there is someone who fits this description, feel comfortable.

You will never see something like "her FAT body" NO, NEVER

Much less that the One shot revolves around their weight (neither nationality, nor gender identity, nor sexuality nor all the things that they put in that questionnaire). I only write about NORMAL people in normal situations. All bodies are beautiful, we are all beautiful.

So, if you are a plus size person, welcome. If you are not, you can also read it without feeling left out in any way.

I really hope that you feel comfortable with everything I write and that you know that I seek to be as inclusive as possible. Without more to say, thanks for taking the time to read my stuff. Tell me your opinion, if you want!💕

You looked in the mirror one last time.

Sirius, the boy of your dreams, had asked you out on a date and you wanted everything to be absolutely perfect.

You had met him because you both lived on the same floor of the condo block and it was inevitable to bump into him from time to time. It wasn't the best place to live, it was small and a little dirty, but it was the only thing you could afford and the fastest you could find after that happened.

You liked the way Sirius smelled because when he crossed the corridors, you could perceive a mixture of leather (you supposed it was due to all the clothes he used of this material) and an elegant cologne that drove you crazy.

At first, it scared you a little to see him with that piercing in his eyebrow and his multiple tattoos, but later you realized that he was really nobody to be afraid of, on the contrary, he turned out to be a very tender and sweet boy.

The first time you spoke to him it was because you were struggling to open your door while carrying boxes and bags that you had brought from the supermarket. The boy noticed you were having trouble and walked up to you to offer his help, so (still a bit wary) you said yes.

Once he held your purchases, you could open the lock, but when you turned around, you noticed that Sirius was secretly looking at the contents of your bags and when he realized that you had caught him, he blushed.

"Sorry I'm a little gossipy," he said shyly "I'm Sirius"

"I thought you were a gossip"

"No, my name is Sirius" he laughed and it was your turn to blush.

"Oh, sorry"

"Okay, anyone can get confused" he murmured with his charming smile, handing you what he was holding in his hands "I live in the 512" he informed you. Of course, you knew he lived in that apartment; you had seen him come into its thousands of times "In case you need anything. You know, some plumbing or things that have to do with tools and that shit of men" he murmured kindly. You frowned a little and then he quickly added "I mean, it's not that girls can't do that and it's okay if you know how to do those things, you seem like a smart and capable person. It's just that sometimes it's tedious and requires strength... and it's not that you don't have strength, I mean...” Sirius couldn't continue because he heard you giggle and then realized he was looking like an idiot “Just call me if you need anything and if you want to do it, yes?” he explained to you and you nodded with a smile.

"Thanks for offering your help Sirius" you replied, looking at him over your bags.

"You’re welcome, miss..."

"Y/N" you completed. He smiled and wrapped a dark curl around his finger that fell unruly from his ponytail.

"I'll see you later then, Y/N. It was nice to greet you" he said by way of farewell and you nodded to respond.

You haven't felt like this with any guy since you met your dear (sarcasm) ex-boyfriend. The insecurities that he had created in you kept you from thinking about having something else later and you honestly didn't feel ready to have your heart broken again.

But Sirius continued to be kind to you. Whenever he looked at you, he made an effort to have a topic of conversation, even if you were not so eloquent, and little by little, he was gaining your trust and your affection. As the weeks went by, you became good friends who chatted in the elevator or occasionally (when you weren't late for work) went downstairs just to share a little more time.

Until one day Sirius showed up at your door with his clothes stained with something that looked like paint, his hair tied up in a messy way and smelling of burned food. He was so beautiful in his own way and you were so afraid of falling in love with him because you knew beforehand that having something else would be impossible.

After all, no boy would ever love you. It was something that your ex-boyfriend had commissioned to get very well into your head.

"Go out?" you asked a little confused after he asked you. You didn't want to misunderstand things.

"Yes! We could go wherever you want. For ice cream, to dinner, to a park, to the cinema... I don't know, wherever you can think of”

"Why?" was the first thing that occurred to you to ask. Now it was Sirius' turn to look confused.

"Well, I thought it would be an opportunity to meet and... spend more time together" he explained and although you had understood the idea it seemed impossible to think that the boy had any kind of interest in you "But it's fine if you don't want to, I don't pretend be upset"

"I'd love to," you rushed to say, fearful that the opportunity would slip through your grasp. You saw him smile and after exchanging a few more words he left with a smile that you couldn't see, but that was pure joy.

Finally, the day of "go out" arrived and you were about to tell him that you could not go. You were nervous, more than nervous you were anxious about what could happen or what he could say about you.

You had searched your entire wardrobe for something decent to wear and after pulling and removing and taking out the clothes and trying them on, none of them convinced you. You looked in the mirror and didn't feel like it was enough of an outfit to date a man as handsome as him. In the first place, you did not even know why he had chosen to go out with you, because, although you considered yourself a nice person, you could not boast of being the most interesting.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, you kept repeating yourself as you continued to get ready and looked at the wall clock waiting for the time for Sirius to knock on your apartment.

Once you were with your outfit ready, you looked yourself up and down and although he did not completely convince you, you decided to tell yourself that you looked beautiful. Still a little nervous you looked at the makeup bag that was under some things on your dressing table. You hadn't put on makeup for years, because you were still scared to hear the comments in your head with that horrible voice.

You look like a whore.

You shook your head to ward off all the negativity and taking a breath you plucked up the courage to open the zippers and remove the beautiful makeup that you had abandoned. When you were finishing and without giving a chance to regret there was a knock on the door that took you by surprise. You went out and found Sirius wearing a striped t-shirt and ripped jeans that reminded you of that blond singer... Kurt was his name?

"Wow" you heard him say and he caught you staring at him adoringly. But you noticed that he looked at you the same "You are beautiful" he said with a smile. You frowned, again a little afraid that he was lying, but you tried again to push away those ideas of self-sabotage and smiled widely.

"I'm glad you like it. You look very handsome, you look like...”

"A rock star? I know” he said winking at you and managing to make you laugh “It's a joke, thanks for the compliment, sweetie” he replied, with his pretty smile of sealed lips. Just when you were smiling at him you watched him pay special attention to your makeup and put on a face that completely terrified you, taking all your confidence.

"Something wrong?"

"Your makeup" he pronounced. You felt your heart squeeze a little.

"You do not like? I can go take it off if you find it ugly or something like that…”

"Ugly?" he asked offended "No! It’s beautiful, but I feel like it lacks a touch. You know, the cherry on the cake that stands out in your eyes” he explained. You looked at him confused for the third time and he snapped his fingers as if the answer had suddenly come to his head "Eyeliner"

"Eyeliner?"

"Of course! Don't you like to use it? " he said kindly, turning his head to the side. You denied.

"I never learned how to do it" you lied. There was a bit of truth to it, but it also had a lot to do with the fact that he kept repeating that you looked vulgar with the eyeliner.

“I'm good at it! Come with me,” he murmured. He took your hand carefully and dragged you gently through the hall until they reached his apartment. You were a nervous wreck when he invited you to join him. "Sorry about the mess, I'm really the most distracted person on the planet and I forget to arrange things," he said with an embarrassed smile. You looked at some vinyl lying around, clothes, food packages, paintings, a guitar. There was a certain peace and beauty within all that mess, completely reflecting the boy who was desperately searching for his favorite eyeliner.

"Come," he asked once he left his room. You sat in a red leather chair he had and he leaned in your direction, very close to your face "Raise your head and look slightly down" he asked you and you listened. He took you by the chin with one hand and you saw him stick his tongue out just a little bit (as a sign of his concentration) while drawing on your eyelids. When he indicated that he had finished you saw him smile from ear to ear, which you imitated when he saw yourself in a mirror.

"Wow..." you whispered. Years ago, you loved putting on makeup and especially eyeliner, so seeing you again like that you were surprised. Besides, he was right, his hand was excellent at it.

"Now it's perfect, right?" he said excitedly. Perfect, that's how Sirius described what was in front of his eyes.

"Yeah... it looks much better" you admitted shyly. You couldn't believe that Sirius could make you feel so comfortable and calm, as well as help you maintain your confidence in yourself.

"I just hope I don't meet jealous guys for not having someone so pretty accompanying them," he said flirtatiously, making you laugh because of your nerves and making you blush "Shall we go?" he asked smiling and extending a hand to help you up.

You looked at him, still amazed to have found someone like that in your life, and took his hand with a smile.

Who would say that sometimes love stories begin like this?

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[sgt-paul]

should have posted this on the anniversary of the rooftop concert but posting it on the anniversary of the ed sullivan show the first live wings gig is pretty fitting as well, anyway i just have the urge to react to the sort of "paul is a nervous, anxious wreck and he doesn't want to go on the roof he is scared and he is pain, and he is fishing for excuses" trope i've seen spiral on here (thanks to PJ's ability to come up with the most tone deaf "insights") as i'm just.. i don't get what people are looking at lol.

like, how do we get from paul talking about wanting to perform and play live for the whole doc really to the "paul is waiting for someone to boycott the gig because he is afraid to play live" conclusion. we know he wants to perform and play live, he wants an audience etc, because not only is he consistent about this during get back (at the "meeting" before the concert when there's still some uncertainty around the whole thing, according to MLH he is the one telling the others that they should do it), he said it himself (1) prior to get back [the idea of singing live is much more appealing to us now] (2) he continues saying this after they have finished get back (we know touring was basically the only suggestion he's made to the band around the time of/at the divorce meeting too) and (3) 3 years later, just months after he's formed wings the first thing he does is bringing his original idea to life with their university tour. + (4) he's absolutely thriving when he is playing on the roof...

yeah paul shows that he is frustrated and nervous about the direction the project is heading into, but he is literally right, he is not "moaning about nothing", he is not in a "pointless anxiety spiral", he's not bringing up "excuses" because he has "stage fright". (i can get behind the idea that he would be nervy about playing live again because (1) duh, and (2) in regards to that he very openly and sensibly says that he thinks they've/he's "got a bit shy". but uhm, that's quite different from what people are trying project him). the sense you get from him is that for him, playing a few numbers on the roof, and a couple others in the basement in a rush, and then somehow stringing them together into an album is not enough, it's not it ["but for who is tommorow the day we've got to do it?, not for me"]. hence why john is saying to him that he's aware that doing only ~7 tracks instead of 14 is disappointing and he's not talking to paul about the "stress" of having audience, or doing the concert or playing live, whatever. he's quite literally said, that he wants to go out with a bang. he wants a big, proper end to the story, he wants something different and fresh, something good they can be proud of and satisfied with ["i just like making the best out of an idea"] and then he wants to close the project and move on. he's a perfectionist, and he isn't lazy to put in the work to achieve what he perceives to be "enough". (of course ringo's and glyn's upcoming commitments are considerable obstacles when it comes to the possibility of extending the length of the project, but to me it seems his idea was to spend one more week working on the songs/setlist and preparing a 12-14 song concert in a proper location - days before the roof he is still talking about doing it somewhere like the saville theatre). he clearly cares about the band's output, he is fully invested in creating something great - just like he was when it was about pepper or the mmt - and he doesn't want some half-assed end* to the project they have been working on for about a month, the project that could also easily turn out to be their last(!). *the half-assed end being the better than nothing rooftop gig they resort to, seasoned with the basement tracks. so he's trying to get the most out of it, he's trying to give the biggest ending to this project that he can think of. right until the last moment he's trying to get more out of it than what they have eventually ended up with, because he thinks the roof isn't enough and it's not the ending that he wants. but once it becomes obvious that the roof&basement combo will have to be the finale, he is determined to make it as good as possible.

also you can't say that his frustration, worry and dissatisfaction weren't justified lmao, because when you look at the not particularly ideal treatment let it be got in the end (enter spector and klein), or just them being not that satisfied with what they had ended up with (days before the roof they are already talking about starting the recording of a new LP and just like that within a few weeks they are already working on abbey road) and the end result being subpar to the white album or abbey road... yeah. you can see what his problem was at the time. it could have been a step forward, as the project had the potential.

(and like, he could not have known that 50 years later people would look back on the rooftop concert and hail it as this iconic farewell gig lol, and that the performance of those 5 songs we got from the roof would be considered so legendary etc)

[pang3l]

Till Death Do Us Part

I had a lot of fun making this and i'm proud at how it came out in the end 🤧💖

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Penelope stared at the shop's mirror as she brushed her bangs to the side. It was almost evening time and she doesn't usually go out this late even for her and Diana's dates. It's just that today was a very special day and she can't help but be a nervous wreck.

She knows she always looks good but she really thinks she outdid herself today. She wore a casual yet elegant strapless dress draped around her body, with a soft and warm coat around her shoulder that flowed to her exposed back, and a small purse. 

She took a deep breath and decided that it was time to meet Diana at their designated spot near the forest entrance. She hurried her steps as the sun began to set, she didn't want to go to the forest completely dark, that was for when they already entered the forest.

Thankfully she manages to arrive quickly, though to much of her dismay she saw Diana had already arrived first. 

As much as she wants to be annoyed, she just can't help the smile that formed on her lips when she sees her lover sitting on the bench near a lamp post. Her hair flew freely against the wind as her long dress sways against the wind, she also wore her usual gold bracelet and the one that Penelope gave her. 

Diana tucked her hair behind her ear ans noticed Penelope, she smiled brightly and waved her arms. 'Good lord' Penelope thought. No matter how many times Penelope looked at Diana, she still gets weak in the knees as if it was their first time meeting all over again.

"Did my fairy wait long?" Penelope said as she took Diana's hand and kissed her cheeks. Diana giggled, "Not at all my love"

Penelope took Diana's hand and started the walk inside of the forest. The forest isn't an unusual place to go, it's surprisingly a popular place, especially amongst families. But this time she was taking Diana to a more special hidden place, only few knew of its existence. She herself only came to know of this place because of Léontine.

"Pennyyyy, where are we going?" Diana whined, her curiosity was becoming too much. Penelope could only grin thinking about her reaction when they arrive, "It won't be a secret anymore if i tell you. Now come on!" Penelope pulled Diana's hand making Diana tumble forward.

"Hey! I could've fell!" Diana scolded the shorter girl amusingly. "But I thought you already fell for me?" Penelope responded by bringing her face closer to Diana with a teasing smirk. "Don't use my words against me like that, you charmer." Diana huffed, even after all this time, she still couldn't get used to her lover's charms, "Now come on, the sun will set before we even get there."

Penelope had to be honest, she wasn't as physically fit as Lèontine, Diana, or hell even Rosalia for that matter. She had underestimated how far it was and was gasping for air after Diana decided that it would be a 'good' idea to just sprint to the place.

"Yay i won!" Diana threw both her hands up in the air as she yelled out in victory, Penelope could only crouch beside her as she breathed hard for air. "Don't just run off on your own like that! What if you or I trip and fall?! There won't be anyone around to save us!" Penelope scolded Diana who could only look away and put up her hands between them guiltily, that was until…

 "But I thought you already fell for me?" 

"... Shut it."

Diana just laughs, feeling proud for managing to redeem herself from her girlfriend's previous remark. After they are both a bit calmed down, they observe the place before them.

It was a wide open field surrounded by trees yet this place has got to be the place where you can see so many stars in the sky. It left them both aweing, Penelope couldn't believe such a place existed and almost no one knew about it.

Diana gleefully ran towards the field making Penelope sigh in content. But the moment Diana ran through the fields, she could feel something grazing her legs. As she stops to look at what it is, she suddenly sees dots of light surrounding her. Fireflies!

"Penelope! Look! There are fireflies here!" she yelled at Penelope as she merrily spun around, she felt so giddy with excitement that she didn't even pay attention to Penelope who was looking at her in an absolute love-struck way.

It wasn't as if she hadn't seen her fair share of beautiful sceneries. But seeing the fireflies surrounds the most gorgeous woman she's ever seen makes her eyes hurt a bit. The fireflies lights were already bright but with Diana's natural shine, it was hard to look at them but at the same time, Penelope couldn't look away.

"Really… i can't believe it" Penelope lets out a breathy sarcastic laugh. She had always admired Diana, she made the world around her seem so much brighter. Penelope could never be more thankful that she was hers. 

Penelope felt a sudden urge of courage, she took a deep breath and approached Diana. "Darling! Come join me!" Diana smiled brightly when she saw Penelope approaching her, Diana was about ready to pull her to a dance when suddenly Penelope took Diana's hand and knelt in front of her. 

"Diana, you have truly been my light and my world. From the moment we met, I knew you were someone that's going to stick around my life for a very long time, and honestly I don't mind that. I just wish that you would spend those moments with me" 

Penelope pulled out a ring with a beautiful pink sapphire gem laced with green as well as yellow vines print adorning the ring side to side, tangling gracefully. Diana couldn't help but cover her mouth as tears of joy started to well up in her eyes.

"Diana. Will you do me the honor of being my wife?"

Diana felt like she was floating. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening. She threw herself down to Penelope, causing them to fall down together but as Penelope yelped, Diana didn't let go of her arms that's wrapped around Penelope.

"Yes! Yes yes yes yes! A thousand times yes!" Diana let out a free spirited guffaw and Penelope could only sigh in relief as she wrapped her hands around Diana. 

Diana cupped Penelope's hands, "You are my end and my beginning and my everything. Everytime i look at you, I feel love. I just can't imagine life without you by my side. I love you Penelope. And I'll never stop loving you."

There they lay in the grass together, surrounded by fireflies illuminating the night sky, embracing each other so closely. Penelope kissed the crown of Diana's head and took her left hand, then she slid the ring to her ring finger. 

Diana couldn't help but giggle as she wiggles her fingers, seeing the ring shining made her feel uncontrollable joy. She turned the angle of her head and kissed Penelope. It was soft and sweet yet foolish, like it was their first kiss. In fact, they both feel like it is their first. 

Their first date, their first kiss. Their first step of making a life together. It leaves them feeling so high on each other's love. 

"I pledge to be by your side no matter what. To have and to hold, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, to cherish and to love…" she couldn't help the smile that slipped from her lips as she stared lovingly to her lover's eyes. 

"Shouldn't you be saving that for the wedding?" 

"I just can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together"

They both laughed. They really couldn't be happier, it's because they're with each other. Forever and always. 

Penelope took Diana's hand and pulled her in closer, both never leaving their eyes off of each other. They both parted their lips as their faces inch closer together. 

"Till death do us part" 

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