#and i will sob while doing it

[sugar-omi]

I've been reading too many stories of childhood friends to lovers falling out of love and ended up playing Our Life again. The sense of security that Cove gives me and reading stories like yours, that no matter how many years we've been together he'd still love me.

writing this though gave me a story idea of MC and Cove who were happy together but MC falls out of love with Cove and ends up with either Derek or Baxter :')

me reading this: awww- HUH😟

no angst🤺 ill shield u from the angst anon🤺 BEGONE!!!!🤺🤺

b..but... imagine dating derek after cove..... his best friend... PLEASE. YOURE TRYING TO KILL HIM... not that baxter is any better because wtf do you mean you're going out w baxter? the guy who ghosted you n your entire friend group?? HIM? please...

BUT TY ANON🫶 I'm glad you like my work. now stay off the angst tag!!!! /lhj

[erabu-san]

Event spoil 4.8

The last quest healed something in me

[beyondplusultra]

It's like I blinked and "Haha I'm going to kill myself" became a funny joke to make again, or an alright thing to say ironically. You guys stop that. You'll feel better for not saying it, I promise.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Marvel Meow (2021), Nao Fuji | Professor X and Magneto

Bonus:

[rocketbirdie]

i feel like i failed you.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Started a new book series, and has been a journey...an Odyssey, if you will.

[prlssprfctn]

Contrary to the common belief, Alfred has a life outside the Wayne Manor. And some friends in the town.

Mostly, it is people his age that he met during his grocery shopping, of course, but then there is also an old, nursing home close to the Park Row that he visits occasionally to rest from his family and to get the understanding from people as wise as him. His visits are not entirely stable (he can disappear for months, and then start visiting again, depending on his family's schedule), but anytime he is back, others greet him with welcoming hugs and lists of gossips that he missed out.

So, once, Alfred disappears for a month, and when he comes back, his friends tell him that their nursing home got itself a new friend. He is naturally curious, but not much - it either would be some woman from their neighbourhood as usual, or, maybe, some mailman.

Expect, it is fucking Red Hood that they are talking about.

Alfred is in the middle of his chess game, when Red Hood appears on the doorstep with three bags of groceries, and others just... go to hug him.

Of course, Alfred heard of the new criminal lord; he was poisoning Bruce's life for months now. But did he expect to meet him here, from all places? No, not really. And according to how Red Hood froze as their eyes crossed, he didn't wait to find him here either. Bruce suspected that Red Hood knew their identities for a while now, and this reaction on a mere butler of Bruce Wayne, almost a physical recoil, only proved it.

Despite his best judgment, Alfred, however, pretends that nothing unusual happened. Red Hood, too, plays into that - he spends the rest of the evening talking with old ladies, helping to fix broken furniture, and just being very polite, without ever approaching Alfred.

Once he leaves, one of the elderly ladies that cooed on Red Hood the most, proudly shares with Alfred all details - yes, it is Red Hood, but he is a sweetheart. Yes, he buys them food, and fixes stuff. Yes, he also spends time with them, watching movies or reading to them, he is not scary at all! He is a sweetheart, really! How it started? Oh, well, hadn't you heard, if you are lacking money on products or feel like you can't handle something, you should draw a red bat on the door: Red Hood will always help out - they did that a month ago, when their authority had no money to support this nursing home, and Red Hood took all expenses on himself!

So, Alfred comes home that night, and doesn't say anything to Bruce. He decides that his boy is too reckless right now, and too judgmental to decide if Red Hood is truly that dangerous or not.

Instead, Alfred starts visiting his friends more often.

Red Hood mostly comes in the evenings, before his nighttime job. He is always in his armour and helmet, with the voice modulator on, but others speculate that he is most likely very young - that's why they baby him so much.

For next visits, Red Hood also chooses not to communicate with Alfred directly, but he eases up upon realising that Batman is not coming here anytime soon. So, Alfred watches him taking off his gloves to make a shoulder massage to one of the old ladies, and sinking on his knees before the armchair for her to pat his head (well, not head, just a top of the helmet, but the point stands), and then reading aloud her favourite, the most cliché romance book to exist, because her eyes are weak like that. He sees him cooking for others, the funnily floral-themed apron tied right above his intimidating armour. He hears him discussing with a few old men the old soap opera. He witnesses his voice, even through modulator, hitching when someone gifts him a handmade red scarf, causing the whole room to giggle.

And the more Alfred stares, the more he recognises a boy behind the helmet.

Because, god, Jason is not slick. He cooks for these people, using Alfred's recipes. He knows everything about soap operas they watched together. He has the same unhealthy passion to literature that makes him jump a little as he speaks of it, which looks funny on the double-fridged army man like Red Hood.

And, of course, it also explains everything else about Red Hood's knowledge of their family, identities and tactics.

'Are you planning to come home, my boy?'

Red Hood - Jason - flinches, when Alfred catches him watering plants in the backyard. His whole body goes stiff.

'Mister Pennyworth,' he feigns an indifference. 'I don't understand what are you talking about.'

Alfred sighs fondly. They both know that if Jason didn't want to be found by him, he would do anything for their paths not to cross; he would choose those days to visit that Alfred wouldn't. But he did.

'Oh, my boy, don't you dare to call me mister. Not after I spent nights nursing your flu and reading you bedtimes stories.'

Jason's breath hitches. He looks like he wants to run away, but at the same time, he can't make himself move. Alfred's eyes soften.

'Had you— Does he—'

'If you wanted your father to know, you would tell him already, I believe.'

He puts a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and it all that takes for Jason to crumble in his hug, to try to bury himself in the welcoming arms. He cries, it seems, his voice modulator glitching from incoherent sounds leaving his throat.

Alfred doesn't let him go even for a second. Not any more. Never again.

Because it is his little boy, and he is back. And nothing else matters.

[slavhew]

Wax Fang - Majestic

[invinciblerodent]

"I'll make a save here and try breaking up with Astarion, just to see the dialogue- I could see him get kinda nasty about it, but I honestly don't know what to expect so---"

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[remnant-emblemeer]

Sylvain Jose Gautier you will never beat the depression allegations if you keep saying shit like this

[cursedimagedump]

[shroomerr]

Oh, help me God, this hellboy got me coming back for more

reblogs super appreciated !!! close-ups under the cut !

[dendroaspis-viridis]

I'm begging you, BioWare... Learn from the mistakes of Baldur's Gates past...

[jaysworlds]

hello mcr girlies. which mcr song is YOUR song i mean like 'this song gets me like no one else has ever got me this is the greatest piece of music ever to be created etc etc etc' the song no one understands like you understand.

i'll go first. mine is Summertime

[dekariosclan]

If no ones sent them to you yet, these are the lines for the other characters being partnered. cheers

Jealous Gale Pt. 2

Ahh! 💖 Thank you so much for answering my plea from my Jealous Gale post!

For reference, so they are all together one location, here are Gale’s comments on Astarion and Shadowheart:

Gale: “He has a certain charm about him, Astarion does. Then again, so does a tiger when it purrs.”

Gale: “There’s something…unspeakable about Shadowheart. But I mean that in a good way. She seems to me like a bud on the cusp of bursting into a rose. That, or deadly nightshade.”

Now, having read all of them together, I have to say that the wine really did enable Gale to unleash some scorching verbal fireballs 😂 (did he have go SO hard on Wyll?? 🤯 Good lord sir, that man is a sweetie pie, how could you!)

But also, seeing all these together, there’s one thing I’m noticing that I hadn’t even thought about before…

All of these criticisms are about how the other romance companions would make ‘unsafe’ / ‘unfit’ romantic partners (even Gale’s criticism of Wyll—though it’s less ominous than the others—is about the danger of overconfidence / self-aggrandizement).

If Gale just wanted to prove that he’s a ‘better’ choice, he could have boasted about himself, and pointed out that the others can’t ‘wow’ Tav with magic like he can, etc. But instead, he chose to focus on how dangerous the others are…

…because he has a bomb in his chest. And he knows he’s the riskiest romantic partner of all. One who can’t even kiss Tav (even though he desperately wants to) because it’s too much ‘excitement’.

So…the only way he has a chance with Tav is if he convinces them that the others are just as dangerous as he is.

😭

[doawks]

༊*·˚ what it’s like being with joshua hong.

♫. that’s my girl, frank sativa.

contains sfw & nsfw.

Joshua likes to call you an angel because that's what you are. In fact, if he's feeling extra sentimental (which he normally is) ━ He'll tell you that it was obviously fate that brought you two together. He remembers his late nights when he was usually deep in thought, and how he would pray and pray for God to send an angel his way and bring sunshine to his world so his heart could heal and grow ━ It's memorable to note that since he's met you, you've done just that. Brought light to his world and now his heart's big and fully grown.

Joshua likes to spoil you from the hairs on the top of your head down to the tip of your prettily manicured toe because you deserve the best and nothing less. Seriously, whatever you want. 'Cause nothing is ever too much for his girl - ever.

Joshua likes to show you off━ not to flaunt you like you're some kind of animate object and ignite jealousy in other males, no. But to show the entire world how breathtakingly beautiful you are.

Joshua always, always has you in mind. It doesn't matter what he's doing or where he's at. He needs to have you in his mind, especially when he's on tour and he's so busy to the point where he can't even pick up the phone to text you. The mere thoughts of you and your pretty face is what's keeping him sane.

Joshua likes to listen to anything and everything you say. Every little thing, even when you think he isn't listening━ he is. He likes that you always get so excited when you speak about your day or something as simple as the weather, it's so adorable and he's very fond of it.

(nsfw) Joshua likes to kiss you━ Wherever. But if he's going to be appropriate, Joshua likes kissing your pretty lips because they're perfectly molded and feel so soft against his. He likes to kiss your nose, your cheeks, your forehead. But if he's going to be inappropriate, Joshua likes to kiss your neck, your collarbone or down your pretty body so he can ease his way down to your cunt - spending his morning in between your thighs. Obviously kissing on your clit and puffy lips, because he loves kissing you ━ every damn inch of you.

Joshua likes making everything about you. If he hears one of the members talking about something they like and you just so happen to like it as well, best believe this man will be like, "Oh! YN likes that as well!" with a big ass, boyish grin on his face. Or if he's out at the store shopping for clothes or anything and he see's something that reminds him of you, he'll be thinking, "YN would probably like this." and end up buying whatever it is . . . this correlates with him always having you in mind.

Joshua likes when you send pictures of yourself because he's always quick to make it his wallpaper instantly. He's also saving every picture you send and adding it to his "My pretty girl" collection. He's so whipped for you, it's honestly crazy. And when he's on tour or far away from you, he goes through that collection with a small, content smile on his face ━ silently soaking up all your beauty from the screen awaiting the days 'til he'll get to see your pretty face again in person.

(nsfw) Joshua likes to be sweet and delicate with you. He likes to whisper huskily in your ear, telling you how pretty look while taking his cock like a good girl. He likes━loves to tell you how one day he's going to fuck you full of his come and make you mommy - belly round and breast full of milk as they drip from your swollen nipples. But Joshua can also get rough and mean, telling you how much of a nasty little slut you are for taking him from behind in this dirty public bathroom at the club because you just couldn't wait 'til you two got home so he could properly take care of you. No, you just couldn't wait. Now you're whining and moaning like a bitch in heat while Joshua's splitting your pussy apart on his cock, mascara running down your face, his hand in your hair - pulling the back of your head to his chest.

Joshua's love language: Act of Service. You honestly don't even know why you try to lift a finger when Joshua Hong is around. He makes breakfast every morning and on top of that, he feeds it to you! Giving you a look and a disgruntled grunt when you attempt to lift up your own fork. When he's home before you are, he running you a bath as soon as you walk through the door ━ when he comes from the bathroom, he's making his way over to you, pulling you over to the couch, placing you onto his lap and rubbing your back soothingly; letting you tell him all about your day, not saying anything until you were fully finished. In the bath, he's seated in the back of you and he's washing every part of your body, kissing the skin behind your ear lovingly while doing so.

At the end of the day, Joshua just likes loving you and he will continue loving you until his last breath on this Earth. Even then, he'll still be loving you in the afterlife.