#and now its like. who cares. i dont want to spend time with u on ur stupid holiday anyways

[bromantically]

i feel so free ever since deciding i no longer celebrate thanksgiving. even aside from not wanting to participate in celebrating violent colonization, its nice to just not be attached to a "holiday" my transphobic extended family would otherwise want me to attend

[phagodyke]

was brave and talked to my doctor abt my period bs + she said it might be endometriosis without me even having to bring it up... 💀

[gifti3]

Seeing these people on dating shows...

[mikgreo]

hi! 🙈

do you also find it really attractive when guys say I know, baby I know. or something along those lines (///w///)

if your taking them could i request jik or hq characters doing this in some scenario/drabble. please feel no rush/pressure.

take care of your self too:)

“i know baby, i know.”

ft. jjk + hq boys fluff, slight nsfw, humor.

tags. nsfw for gojo oikawa and kuroo, rest are cute scenarios + some hcs i made on some.

chars. gojo/oikawa+ kuroo, geto/osamu, toji/atsumu, inumaki/kenma, yuji/hinata, megumi/kageyama, choso/suna, todo/bokuto, nanami/akaashi

a/n. tysm nonnie!! i didnt know if u wanted them separate or just in a group category..couldnt resist not giving gojo oikawa and kuroo smut. i hope this was what u wanted:((

gojo, oikawa, kuroo

you were sprawled out on his bed in his apartment. you were gripping the soft cushion sheets in pleasure, gritting your teeth, occasionally biting your lower lip to halt your moans. his long skinny fingers scissored their way through your gummy walls as if they owned the place. the tips of his calloused fingers hitting your g-spot everytime he thrusted in. you hated how vulnerable you became, how you melted like putty just from his fingers- but it just felt soo good. he knew your insides like no one else, knew all your sweet spots and how to make you cum. he was big- big being in understatement. he was huge, in your eyes atleast. prep was needed, always. even though you hated how long it took to get you ready.

“hngh.. i want you now- please!~” you said, putting a hand on his shoulder, as he looked up to you with a frown. “want you insideee..ngh! can’t wait...~”

“i know baby, i know. you’ll get it soon, ‘kay? i just dont wan’ it to hurt, my love.” he said softly, adding a third finger in. “just a little bit more, okay princess?”

geto, osamu

it was 3am, and you could not sleep. you tried scrolling through twitter and instagram for some time, but couldn’t. thats when you opened up tiktok, fully forgetting that, tiktok.. was a music app. and your volume…was halfway up. so when you opened it, it blasted for a second before you quickly swiped off the app, why were you so scared? well..

“y/n, what the fuck.. why are you up, go to sleep girl.”

your boyfriend was sleeping, and you hated waking him up.

“but i can’t sleep sugu/‘samu!! im not tireddd.” you whined, pouting. as if he could see you.

“dont care, go to bed or im snatching your phone away. l/n.” he growled and sat up rubbing his eyes.

“noo im sorry. please i cant sleep, babe!!”

“i know baby, i know. what if we cuddle and i tell you about my plans for tomorrow, hm? maybe it’ll help.”

toji, atsumu

“i want a dog.” you said glaring at him, who was sat on your couch.

“i know baby, i know. but yk we cant.. im fuckin allergic ‘member??” he shot you a mocking facial expression.

“but its okay, you can just take some Benadryl and you’ll be fineee! its not a big deal toji / ‘tsumu.” you pouted.

you walked over to him and sat on his lap facing him.

“if yur tryna seduce me into agreeing, its not g’na work babe.” he put his hands on your waist.

“ughhh!! can we atleast get like a cat or something?? please babyyy.”

“let’s leave this conversation for a different day, y/n.” he replied before pulling you into a hot kiss...that led to making out.. that led to your own personal problem for tonight.

inumaki, kenma (I PUT BOKUTO AND YUJI BC I WAS ORIGINALLY GONNA HAVE AKAASHI AND MEGUMI IN THIS TOO BUT I CHANGED MY MIND.. SO PRETEND IT SAYS PANDA FOR INUMAKI..)

yuji, hinata

it was getting late… too late. your boyfriend had a day off and decided to spend it by sleeping, completely forgetting the fact that you two agreed on walking around the park today.. he was just soo lazy :(

“sweetheart….get upppp. its 12pm, you needa wake up.” you whined as your boyfriend tightened his grip around your body. he was big spooning you, a position where not even an earthquake could move him out of.

“mmm, i know baby, i know. just…five more- five minutes.” he groaned into your ear, you could feel the warm breath against your earlobe, it sending tingles down your neck to your spine.

“if you get up, ill take a shower with you, and make you waffles.”

you had never seen him get up from bed that fast before.

megumi, kageyama

you and your boyfriend were having you weekly movie night, you were under his right arm while you layed your head on his lap, using the blanket to cover your view of the flat screen.

“babe….i dont wanna watch this..its scary.” you pout as you attempt to sink deeper into your boyfriends arms.

“i know baby, i know.. but i love this movie, so can we please keep it on?” he scratched the back of his neck.

“ughhh, couldn’t we just watch inside out 2 or something babeee??” you whined.

“that’s a kids movie, im fine where im at.” he flicked you on the forehead.

“stoppp!! owww.” you cried out.

choso, suna

you two were watching moana in his room, the room was dark and you were both on his bed, cuddling. everything was fine until there was a loud noise which you thought came from the kitchen. you thought nothing of it but your boyfriend…

“did you hear that? what the fuck.” he sat up.

“babe…you better not.” you warned him with a glare.

“it was a fucking ghost, y/n. i fucking told you theyre real. theres no way im letting somethi-”

you cut him off, “girl, ghosts are not damn real. if you dont lay your ass right back down i swear to god.”

“i know baby, i know.. but you gotta really think about it, what else could it be?” he bit down on his thumbnail.

“shut up, cho/rin.”

todo, bokuto

you were sitting on the dinner table- across from your boyfriend, who had told you he had something really important to talk to you about. some minutes passed and he was just sitting there, hands interlocked together, his leg beating up and down.

“babe…is everything all right? its been like 3 minutes are ya gonna say something?..” you softly spoke.

“there’s something..i gotta own up to.” he spoke, not moving a muscle.

“oh fuck no, if you cheated on me i swear to god-”

“are you crazy?,” he finally moved from his position and gave you a puzzled look, “of course not, its just..”

he took a long deep breath..

“when i was 5 years old, i went with my mom to the store. she was browsing and i wondered off and.. i saw this lollipop, that i really, like really wanted. and i picked it up and asked her if i could get it, of course my mother being my mother she said no. so i got angry.. and stuffed it in my little pocket. and she checked out and i got away with it. and i just keep thinking about it, and the more serious we get with our relationship i just cant bare the everlasting weight and guilt of this act i decided to act upon. so im telling you now.. if you wanna make your choice on whether you still wanna date a criminal like me.”

you got up from you seat, and sighed.

“i hope its April 1st today.”

nanami, akaashi

[ssparksflyy]

hello! can i request jason grace or leo valdez x child of hypnos reader ? (gn) 🫶🏻🫶🏻

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

jason grace dating hcs! ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

pairing: jason grace x child of hypnos!reader warning(s): none!! js fluff :) a/n: i love children of hypnos, u stay sleepy ! also me writing this running off five hours of sleep ( the most ive gotten this week ) yikes..

mr gets up willingly at six am nd his sleepy lover ♡

there are times where u literally have to beg jason to go back to bed cause omfg what r u doing. its six am. no u r not going to go run. no the early bird doesnt get the worm. go. back. to. sleep.

hey nd most times it works cause the thought of holding u close and a sweet sweet dream is enough to get him back in bed

but other times noooo he goes running 🙄

what is bro running from? sleep???

omg but then literally knocks tf out by like nine

one of the times when you had a sleepover planned together

you were running a little late cause ur cabin's ac wasnt working nd everybody was tweaking out

so you had to stay behind and help fix it

by the time you finished and ran over to cabin one , jason was already passed out nd lightly snoring 😭

mind you it was like 9:15 pm

its ok tho u were tired asf too , who knew fixing the ac could be so hard ??

he apologized sm in the morning tho

but u were like its okay el oh el

he cant help it bro he needs his sleep almost as much as he needs you

its better that he falls asleep early than stay up super late tho

cause like when he was helping plan out the new cabins, it was impossible to convince him to go to sleep

he wouldnt stop working nd u were like 😠 fool 😠 go to sleep 😠

nd he was like no thank youuuuu ♡

so you used your powers on him cause he hadNT SLEPT IN DAYS

u were both mad at each other in the morning and things were painfully tense

but you sat down nd talked it out like mature ppl ♡

he srsly hates fighting, he already does it with monsters nd shit so much, he doesnt want to do it w you :(

he apologized for being ignorant and promised he would be better about taking care of himself instead of burying himself in work

you apologized for using your powers on him without saying anything first, and promised you wouldn't do it again ( unless its necessary ) :))

to this day, youve still kept your promises ♡

jason is SUCH a sucker for when you touch his hair

the most relaxing thing everrrrr

i will die on this hill ppl dont play w me

his hair would be soft asf bro

best believe he uses a good conditioner !!

he lets u play w his hair nd do wtv u want with it cause like ~relaxing~

so best believe you have a 0.5 of him with all his hair tied up and looking like a palm tree

0.5s of jason would literally be flawless asf but scary

cause ur like omg by bf is so cute- god DAMN somebody get this man contacts

he looks amazing but THEM EYES

terrifying. staring into ur soul.

theyre cute tho ♡♡

you OBVI have matching pjs

i cannot decide if jason would go to sleep w just pj pants nd no shirt or if would have light blue and white striped pants, a button up shirt, slippers, a cap with a little fuzzy ball at the end, nd a candlestick

jason grace is a SPECTRUM OKAY

but he buys u so many plushies ugh

you own so many jellycats im so jealous

he helps u name them nd their literally ur children like

u have matching build-a-bears !!!

the voice memos are messages u made for each other :(

his to u is a quick ramble about how much he loves u but gets cut off cause he only had 20 seconds ♡♡

nd u get matching outfits for them!!

urs is named 'sleepy' and his is named 'sparky' ♡

i feel like jason gets some real bad nightmares

like yea every demigod does but he gets his more frequently nd their more graphic bcs of what he's seen and gone through :(

most of the time they arent even messages from his dad, theyre just really bad flashbacks of horrible times in his life

but ever since you started spending ur nights together, theyve toned down so much

now he even gets dreams abt your future together sometimes :((

he really wants to tell you about those dreams cause they feel so real but hes scared that youll think its weird or get uncomfortable

little does he know you get those exact same dreams ♡

and on the same nights as he does...

CAUSE UR MEETING IN UR DREAMSSSSSSS

nd thats how ur dad shows his love to you !

zeus doesnt gaf. wtv we dont like him anyway

i mean sometimes hes like erm gtfo my cabin 🤨

but doesn't actually do anything

u literally dont care for anybody's thoughts tho cause you bagged a baddie as sleepy as you ♡

an two: ik i didnt talk abt sleepovers together but like ive got a jason fic called sleepover (thats also gn!) if u wanted to read that :DD but i hoped u enjoyed and have a good day/night!! GO STREAM THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson ♡

[agirlwithglam]

how to stop being so obsessed with them.

heyyy bestieees! heres a few tips to stop you from being so obsessed with them cus honeyyy its just not worth it. it doesn't just have to be romantically btw!

"she's literally perfect.. like how??" <- affirmations!

༄ ✬ move on! ༄ ✬

numero uno. move on. okay hear me out! there are 8 billion people in the world. (8 billion freeky deeking people). do yk how much that it? a lot of 0s. and i know for a fact that SO MANY of them would be thrilled to know you, to spend time with you, to love and respect you! if that 1 person out of 8 billion people doesn't seem to recognise your worth, so what?!

"oh but they're perfect and i just love them so much!" ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... sorry, what do you love again? the fact that they don't care enough to return a text, treat you right, make you feel loved?

"i just want them to love me back and treat me the way they treat others because they are so funny and always seem to make me and other people laugh!" oh ma lawd. ur not serious r u? you are?! okokok i won't make fun of you. i can relate to how that feels. but sweetheart, 8 billion. trust me, you'll find a lot more people who are twice as funnier and caring who will love you to the moon and back and make you feel like the most specialist person ever and massage ur crusty musty toes. jk about the last one- unless u want that?

༄ ✬ not everyone will know your worth. ༄ ✬

so asking questions like "but why can't they realise how great i am? or how funny i am? or how loving i am? i would do anything for them, why can't they realise that and treat me the same way back?" im sorry honey but the world doesn't work that way. if someone doesn't feel or treat you as if you're the most glamorous girl in the world, then you need to stop giving them sm energy and importance.

heres an analogy that i got from simonesquared on youtube: in gilmore girls, Rory has this super rich boyfriend Logan right? (who has the most cutest smile ever i might add) and he buys Rory a birkin bag. now to Rory, she doesn't realise the value of a bag like that! to her, its just another bag. she's grateful of course, but she doesn't fully realise the immense value this type of bag has.

༄ ✬ have a life outside of them.༄ ✬

lemme repeat that. have. a. fleeping. life. outside. of. them. they should NOT be the center of your life or the cause of all your actions NUH UH ABSOLUTELY NOT! its okay to do SOME things with the thought of them, but that part is separate from the rest of your life. your life is your life, not theirs!!

this can mean going to the gym, working out, finding new hobbies, educating yourself, self care, etc etc! but don't go about your life, thinking about them. you go about your life thinking about YOU.

༄ ✬ stop chasing them. ༄ ✬

"gee, thanks vanilla. thats so helpful! how did i not think about that earlier?" im assuming thats sarcasm, but whateverr. okay so if they know that you're chasing them, that you're obsessed with them, yk what they'll think? they'll think that 'oh! this person is chasing me, so she really wants me. so she'll stick around. i dont really need to try too hard to keep her cus i know she'll stay. i'll explore my options in the meantime :)'

GIRL do not so available like this! BE BUSY (which relates to the point before). once you glow up, work on your life, not taking it so seriously, and just being happy and enjoying this beautiful gift of life, they will start to think: 'oh! this person (you) is actually quite fabulous. i better try to make her feel happy/ be friends with her before i miss this awesome opportunity!'

cus girl, cmon, you've got things to do, places to be, and people to talk to. i've got goals and dreams and my bucket list. you don't have the time to sit here and be crazy obsessed. so like, if they just leave, um okay and? "yes, and?" what about it? am i meant to be bothered? likerrr okay, byee? i mean, i've got a lot of things to do so i could try to fit in a "help i need you" session between my pilates class and my cooking class? jk <3

༄ ✬ give yourself the damn love. ༄ ✬

why are you obsessed with them? why are you head over heels for somebody who literally couldn't care less? its because they have something that you feel like you're lacking.

is it the fact that they always seem so happy and laughing-y with people around them? that they get super high marks on their test? they are attractive? they have a high status? money? what is it?? often, we can actually give these things to ourselves. some, easier than others. but not impossible. if you really wanted to, you would get up, dust yourself up, and give yourself the love you crave. What you want in others, give to yourself first.

More resources:

How to stop comparing yourself & feel fulfilled without needing external validation.

Thewizardliz: becoming selfish was the best thing i did

Lumma Aziz’s videos

[i-cant-sing]

My mind is just coming up with amazing ideas today. I guess that's what happens when u don't study for a week... (this is all happening my academic burnout sm)

I present to you- Yandere Dad Hawks x bird kid reader.

Look Dad Keigo was gonna be a doting father for any kid, biological or not, but there's just something about his bio kid who also HAS HIS QUIRK😭😭😭 Like he can't stop awing at the sight of his little baby bird having tiny tiny red wings like papa.

The ever loving, forever doting, always spoiling his baby, that's the kind of dad Keigo is. I mean, putting his own childhood trauma aside, he still wants you to have the best childhood ever. There are very few things he says no to (only coming second to Dad Dabi who only says no to things that will actively put you in danger. Want ice cream for breakfast? Okay. Want to go to 7/11 with grandpa Enji? Hell no.). Child reader wants an Endeavour hero figure? Of course, darling! Here, take one from daddy's collection 🥰🥰🥰 Dont wanna eat your peas? Sorry, doll. You're gonna have to finish your plate, even if you try to look adorably menacing by fluffing up your wings.

Oh and your wings😭 You know how Rei has a weird thing for your hair (and she definitely gives you a flea bath after you hang out with hawks)? Yeah that's how Keigo is with your wings- obsessed. He takes care of them, cleans them out and even has you sit for hours if that's how long it takes him to groom them. "Its no use swatting me, baby. I'm still not letting you move an inch until I'm done. So, just sit back and relax.🥰" keigo would say as he hands his phone to watch some shows.

I headcanon that Keigo's kid will be sassy and quick as him. The two can bicker for hours, and no ones really sure whether you're just that good at arguments or if Keigo just let's you win because he loves you so much.

I can also see Keigo and reader bonding over their mutual love for pro hero Endeavour (but in very different ways💀)

Dad Keigo adores spending time with you, especially now that you're put in a safehouse with only a handful people he let's you meet. A major part of his life is feeding you. Maybe it's the bird brain, maybe it's his childhood trauma, but Keigo has to cook meals for you and he has to watch you eat them. He's not sure, but it makes him be at peace knowing that you sleep with a tummy full and a warm bed.

I think as far as flying goes, Keigo tells you to only to do it under his supervision. You know how sometimes you forget how ti breathe and then making a concious effort to breathe makes it difficult to do so? That's what Keigo thinks happens. He thinks that if you fly alone, you might suddenly forget how flap your wings or maybe you get tired and then you're just crashing down to the ground. Unfortunately for his weak heart, you don't listen to him and fly as high as you can.

Would Keigo let you go to school? Initially, yes. But it only takes one incident, something even as harmless as a stupid prank call threatening his child (Dabi did the call), and that's enough for him to go hay wire and pull you out of school and move to a new safehouse, cut off from anyone and everyone. When he has to leave, he'd either drop you off at Enji's, OR have someone from the Hero Comminsion come and babysit you.

You can pout and cry and scream at him all you want, he's not changing his mind. You're his baby, his only light, only will to live, he can't risk your life.

His life would only become more complicated if either of you get a love interest. For you, the choices are: Katsuki, Tokoyami, Izuku. For him, the choices are: Dabi, your baby mama, Miruko.

[m4yasnotthatcool]

Can we have Andrew and Reader have a life after the events of the game (In the Bulletless Decay route)?

Reader would be an exchange student who would have gone to stay with the Graves family, but in the end she ended up being another 'victim' of the game's circumstances.

She would be a type of person who was indifferent to almost everything, cold-blooded, with somewhat sociopathic tendencies but with a kind heart.

Okay, let's do this, after Ashley's murder, Andrew and Reader finally got fake teeth and moved somewhere far away, but with all the recent traumas and along with the fear of being abandoned.

Andrew started to have possessive tendencies, a little clingy, toxic, manipulative towards our 'poor thing' Reader and that would result in them having children in the future, to keep her trapped in the coffin with him.

ANDREW GRAVES X F!READER

(a/n: okay so i think i understand what u mean, sorry if its not what you expected, im a little(very) rusty rn at writing) NOT PROOF READ!

okay so first of all, Ashley never liked you, and thats part of the reason Andrew liked you sm

like, yea, he always does whatever his sister wants him to, and he hated himself for falling for you

but there was just something about how you were so indifferent under almost any circumstances (oh how he enjoyed seeing you crack under the pressure when you ate the cultist!)

your cold blooded outer shell was something intriguing to him

he wanted to study you

he wanted to get to know you.

did he care about you from the begining? ha, no.

of course he didnt

his sister hated you, so he hated you too

she was afraid you'd steal him from her so he didnt give you the chance

a couple of days into the quarantine is when he'll finally give in and start talking to you

and low and behold, he loved you from the first interaction

you were just so interesting!

he, of course, felt guilty for going against his sisters wishes, but he still would spend mre and more time just talking to you

after killing ashley i think he would just be in denial

for a really (REALLY) long time he would just wait for her to come back, even tough he knows shes not going to

after somehow getting away and finding a permanent place to stay, you two got in a relationship

both of you had abandonment issues you should treat, but neither of you felt it was necesary

from the start he didnt let you talk to anyone else but him

at first it was something you despited about him, feeling it was too clingy. you needed space, you needed privacy

but at one point those needs started fading away

he would tell you "you dont need anyone else but me. im the only one who is capable of understanding what you went trough! and you're the only one who can understand what I went trough. but its alright! dont worry about me! just worry about yourself and what you want. its not like you care about me anyway."

so you belived him

you didnt need anyone else but him

you told him you didnt want kids

thats one of the many topics you talked about when you met

you didnt feel they fufiled any particular need of yours and you didnt want to have them if you were just going to regret them after

he managed to change your mind

after having your 2nd child with him, you were so far gone that you remained just and empty shell of the person you used to be

the lines between you two started bleeding into eachother and so he absorbed your presence

you were no longer yourself

you were just who he wanted you to be all along

he still loved you of course

also i feel like he would get a lot of his manipulation skills from his sister

or whatever is the feeling he gets thats closest to love

he just needed you to stay

and whenever it seemed like you were ready to fly away, he would cut your wings

________________________________________

final a/n

i know its bad dude, im sorry 😭

if you were to ask me right now what i just wrote i couldnt tell you (like im fr rn)

if you want me to try to re-do it just ask (if u didnt like this one that is)

so uh

thx for asking

and sorry its bad lmao

here are the other fandoms i write for!

have a nice rest of ur day/night!

[simplyvyn]

𝑹 𝑼 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬 ?

All Blade ever wants to say to you is " R u mine?".. Are you mine for tomorrow? Are you mine for tonight? Or are you mine mine?

Blade x gn! Reader | wc: 1.1k

Warnings: ooc blade, headcanons w drabble, reader is not apart of the stellaron hunters

Okay. Lets start with, what kind of thing are you two exactly? You two arent practically friends nor enemies. Its like you two are more than just comfort buddies. You two vent to each other but with more.. feelings and touch.

Sometimes when its you (mostly you) who vents to Blade about stuff, Lets say.. you're in his lap. Or hes actually hugging you. Or hes cuddling with you in bed to comfort you. Or he would be the one to wipe your tears away.

"Its so tiring!" Blade was holding your face gently with his own rough hands with bandaged scars, wiping your tears. "Shhh. I'll take care of all of them for you, dear." Well that's for.. later. Right now his number one priority in the whole wide world is to.. hug you. For comfort! Definitely! And it worked. You hugged that man back. "Thanks. Blade." You we're still sniffling a bit. Catching your breath.

Or when its Blade and its like.. the mara feeling is there but not out yet (please get what i mean here..) You would be the one to comfort him! Its of course still sitting on his lap, or cuddling or hugging. (Blade prefers the cuddling, by the way!)

"Take a breath, Blade." And he copied what you did, slowly inhaling, slowly exhaling. Great. You two were just sitting at the couch and you decided to help him with meditate. Is it rude to say that Blade expected something more? Its fine. You read him like a book! With a sigh, you opened your arms to let him cuddle you as he rests his head at the crook of your neck. "Really? You find this way more relaxing?" A pinch went to your waist. "I was just kidding! Dont involve me with your mara shizams!"

But other than being each others comfort, you guys just live with each others presence. Let's say, going out to eat, watching beautiful sceneries or sometimes you two can go simple by holding each other and rest. Or simply watching movies together while you two cook. Never let Blade cook meat or chicken.

Honestly, with all this both you question each others feelings. You question your feelings about him, and Blade questions his feelings about you. Or sometimes you two get curious, if you two feel the same and what would happen if eventually you two do. Or what if you two don't?

Between you and Blade, Blade is mostly the one two overthink the feelings. You just cherish the time you can get being with him. Who knows if he is willing to do something risky and try to take another step with you. Plus, you honestly forget your feelings and all you can feel was comfort and safety when your with Blade. Shocking, right? Almost everyone wouldn't feel that way for the one and only Blade.

Let's talk about Blade's feelings this time. Sometimes when you don't need comfort or let's say, you don't need Blade yet, He would be somewhere far but close. Watching over you, keeping his distance. He's doing this for two reasons. One; to check up on you if you're safe. Two; because he misses you.

Sometimes when you two cuddle eachother, and you slept first, he would admire you for a few seconds. 1, 2, 3, and a slight pink tint goes up to his cheeks. While, he's admiring you, he wouldn't even notice he's slowly pulling you closer to him, pulling you and pushing you closer to his body. Only then, he would have his rest.

At the first stages of you two's friendship, and you cuddle, you would expect he already left. Silently. But now, when he lets himself be vulnerable with you. He waits by your side. Waiting for you to wake up. Secretly hoping when you do, he'd get to spend time with you more.

I mean, you two have been together for a long time, which gives Blade a confusing feeling. At first, he thinks your presence would probably be a heal, at this point. Like when he's with you, he feels alot less.. mara, you know.

Sometimes when he's with you, he would be staring admirably at you. Sometimes you would notice, and it makes you all shy and try to cover your face. Blade, obviously noticed it. But not you noticing that he was looking. He himself didn't even notice him looking at you.

Even when with the other Stellaron Hunters, they get quite concerned about Blade's feelings with you.

"Hey Blade, I noticed you've been looking quite distracted lately. Want a soda?" Silver Wolf asks with Blade declining. "He's distracted because of that little lover he has from the Luofu. I guess i can understand him. But she can get in the way of Elio's script." Kafka noted. "I only go to them when we're not on script." Blade told Kafka. "Dear, we never run out of script. Elio just never tells us."

"Then maybe having that little lover with Blade is apart of the script." Silver Wolf answered.

Sometimes you two can get overboard. Or maybe you. Sometimes, you'd flirt with Blade jokingly and he'd take if seriously.

Or sometimes you two initiate physical contact to much. I mean cuddling? Basking in each others presence? Your hands around his neck? His hands around your waist? Sometimes you'd even kiss his cheek?!

You guys had, of course, awkward moments where you two almost did things couples did. For example..

"Blade..?" He was holding two of your hands, each one on the sides of your head, completely pinned. You had asked out of the ordinary, what Blade thinks of you. He took a long time thinking about it, and you were just impatient for an answer. He didn't even notice what he's doing to you right now. A few seconds, and he did, before he completely wooshed away, you definitely noticed a blush.

Did i mention that you are actually the one who always will be the one to bandage the scars he has all over him? Its all you, aiding all thats scars little or big. But Blade took a notice how when he was the one creating scars, it was rough. When you were healing them, it was gentle. It kind of amazed Blade.

But alas, the two of you are not yet ready to go to the next level are you? Neither is Blade. Maybe his heart is just too sensitive to fill with love again. And your heart is just too small to give everything to Blade as well. So let's keep it at this level, okay?

Taglist: @hitomisuzuya

A/n: mb guys, this took long, had to make sure it aint too short😓😓

[angstics]

3.3k words summarizing queliot if you've never seen the magicians. or if youve seen it and you want to indulge in my insane criticisms. lord touch his mind

okay so the magicians was a tv show about a bunch of post grads learning magic in magic university then discovering that the fantasy world from a kids book series was actually real and the Beast of that world was out to get them. WHO GIVES A FUCK. the crazy people were focused on the relationship btwn main character quentin coldwater (depressed, heart on his sleeve, surprise sex maniac who is new to magic and loves those books) and gay best friend eliot waugh (substance addicted (big surprise!!), gay trauma, named after evelyn waugh oh you know…) they form a friendship and it’s weirdly touchy and close. eliot keeps trying to seduce quentin but it’s never serious. i dont even think quentin notices. anyone remember the “lets not talk” scene? he was about to fuck that sad man. anyway this tension was actually fulfilled by the end of the 1st season with a drunk threesome including the two and their best friend margo. they at least kiss and cuddle and MAYBE sucked dick if the ghost of his girlfriend who haunts him later is to be believed (which i do #cockinhismouthsunday).

at this time articles that were like “THIS SIFI SERIES IS PROUDLY BISEXUAL” were coming out which. lol. lmfao! quentin never had any sort of queer identity. not even a hint of it. the homophobia of the show started with the regurgitation of the “sad drunk lonely sex-crazed” gay man trope with eliot, then the “everyone is fluid but no one actually has same sex attraction” trope, THEN by sidelining and killing off almost every gay or trans character, THEN THE QUENTIN THING. and the quentin thing turned people insane. let’s see why.

so after the threesome, eliot and quentin continue having a good friendship. there is some tension that isnt present with margo which sure is a choice… but it is resolved by a heartfelt crowning ceremony nd hug. oh theyre kings of the magic land now btw. eliot and q are pretty much separate from this point on xcept for certain episodes/moments. it is strange they dont have any storylines together. but love finds a way. at some point a version of eliot sacrifies himself for quentin. if u look at the scene it is on instinct it is crazy. then they reunite at the end of s2 but it’s all business really. the show was really involved w its nonsense plot.

anyway season 3. hahaha. so like i said theyre separate most of the show past s1. this is true in this season xcept for episodes 305 and 313 (with some notable moments in between). the plot of this season is that they have to go on quests to collect keys. the creature that gives eliot this plot calls quentin his “brother of the heart”. ok! when they see each other for the first time in a while in 304, they hug in a very sweet way :) look at this photo from bts during that scene :) i have it framed

after a series of other quests, 305 turns out to be the Eliot and Quentin quest! finally a story with the two! the quest is for the “time key”, which is fabled to be given to whoever solves the mosaic puzzle in fillory (magic world). the puzzle? they have to arrange 100s of tiles in a way that depicts “the beauty of all life”. quentin is very excited about it. eliot is happy to hear him infodump. they eventually get pushed into fillory to solve the mosaic. turns out they were also sent DECADES in the past. there might have been a way out but they were dead-set on solving the mosaic and getting their key. so they get to work. they live in a cottage attached to the mosaic and they spend hours, days, months on it. just the two of them and the mosaic. this episode is called “a life in a day” which is so perfect you wonder why the writing couldnt be that good within the show.

at the 1 year anniversary, quentin kisses eliot. and eliot kisses him back. and you wonder woah what does this mean?! well keep wondering girl because this tv show does not care to explore any of that. it chugs on and eliot and q fight about “living their lives there” and quentin gets a Wife and has a child with her and then she DIES (leaving her as a narrative incubator rather than an actual character, which is very in line with the sexism of the show). and they grow up and decades pass and the child grows old enough to leave and it seems eliot co-parented him but (again) the tv show doesnt care to show you that. and this whole time theyre working on the mosaic. years and years. eventually they grow old. it’s just the two of them. until eliot dies. quentin goes to bury him in the mosaic plot and he finds a special little tile. he places it in the mosaic. he gets the key. the puzzle is solved. “the beauty of all life”. but quentin is alone. his life companion is gone. and that’s the last we see of him.

we go back in time til before they enter fillory. their friend stops them and she has the key through time shenanigans and they never live that timeline. UNTIL!!!!! they do. they remember it all. what does decades (50 yrs btw) of living happily together mean for them?!? FUCK ALL APPARENTLY!!!! because the next episode (306 if yr keep track) they mention it ONCE AND NEVER AGAIN. and there is so much beneath the surface with the looks and the line that mentions it (“go be life partners with someone else” eliot says jokingly in a manner that shouldve been the catalyst to quentin’s magic-induced suicide spiral later that episode).

ok quentin does mention it once more to his dying dad. but nothing about his Male Life Partner Of Fifty Years. Nothing. they dont even talk about it with their best friends, leading one to believe they just kept it a secret . which. okay.

okay. so theyre apart til the last episode of the season. and quentin decides to sacrifice himself by locking himself in a cage with a monster for all of eternity. he says the quest prepared him for it which is yikesss. eliot refuses. but quentin insists. they travel to the prison (he gets back together with his gf during this trip btw they had been apart that season after some shit. one of their worst writing decisions i hate this stupid ass cockroach relationship). quentin almost exchanges himself. then eliot shoots the monster. dooming them all.

so the monster doesnt die. instead he possesses eliot. and that becomes the story for season 4. at first quentin and co think eliot is dead. and it’s devastating lol. an interesting thing is that the monster was so. touchy with quentin. unbearably so. it’s such a perverse reflection of eliot’s touch. which is sorta pointed out by quentin in this quote (paraphrase) “i know it’s not eliot. but he has his face and his eyes…”

anyhow 405. hahahahahaha. so this episode it’s revealed eliot is alive but trapped in his own head. and to get out for a moment and tell his friends he’s alive, he needs to confront his most terrible most shameful memory. the whole episode is him trying to figure out what it is. meanwhile, quentin and co are setting up a plan to kill the monster. and quentin breaks up with his gf (lol). in a deleted scene that WAS shown in promo they argue about the monster. and quentin says “im team eliot”. lol

anyhow, eliot’s hit a dead end. he cant figure the worst thing that’s happened in his life. then his memory of quentin (theyve been hangin out) says he’ll “sacrifice” himself if he had to. eliot smiles and says “i know youre just a memory… but youre a very generous one.” and quentin says— (im reciting this from memory btw all of this has been from 4 years of NON STOP thinking about it) quentin says “well you sacrifice for the people you love” and he gives eliot a VERY pointed look. and then it dawns on eliot. and the guilt is instantly palpable.

hahahahha. hahaha. hahahahahaha. okay so eliot goes to the memory he knows is the worst thing he’s ever done. his most traumatic memory, after a lifetime of violent homophobia and bad choices. the person possessed before him described this memory as being “the day he left home”.

the memory? the day they remembered their past lives. did it happen? fifty years. it happened.

theyre sat under a wedding arch (that was the b plot of the episode lol). it’s beautiful. eliot watches the memory play out, standing in front of the seated figures. the guilt. the guilt.

outside, the tension is building. the plan to kill the monster is in motion. quentin has to coax him to a certain spot. he has to look at him as he kills his best friend.

eliot doesnt know this but he gets anxious watching it play out. there is a certainty that this is it. the first time viewer has no idea whats going on. we never saw the direct aftermath of them remembering. we always assumed there wasnt anything.

well a year after 305 aired, a yr after thinking THAT WAS IT, they recontextualize Everything.

it is worth saying here that in the promo interviews leading up to season 4, quentin’s and eliot’s actors were sussing it UP. quentin’s at some point talks on q’s queerness, saying it was the one aspect of his life he didnt feel anxious about.

well

what happens is that quentin asks eliot for a relationship. remember how it was quentin who first kissed eliot? it happens again. heart on his fucking sleeve. i can recite this scene pretty well so im going to fucking do it:

did it happen? fifty years. it happened. it was sort of beautiful. it really was. i know this is gonna sound dumb but … us. i mean we work. we know it cause we lived it. who gets that proof of concept? (eliot smiles uneasily) we just got injected with fifty years of memories so i get that youre not thinking clearly. no im just saying… what if we gave it a shot, would that be so crazy? (eliot looks down, worried and thoughtful. quentin smiles RADIANTLY it is BLINDING) why the fuck not?

editors opinion: quentin is such a beautiful person. to be so truthful about something so scary is unthinkable. especially in context of him being so hopelessly and quietly in love his childhood best friend, and his whirlwind romance with previously mentioned gf, and all the tragedy he endured with these two. but this is someone who loves with his whole heart. what was he supposed to do? contain it?

then eliot hardens.

i know you and you arent… whats the matter? dont be naive it matters. (pause) q i love you but… that isnt me and that definitely isnt you. not when we have a choice. (quentin looks away. he wipes his eye) oh. okay. sorry.

and silence. the real eliot, the eliot who isnt the memory, looks on. tired and angry, he speaks to himself:

what the hell is wrong with you? what the hell are you doing? someone Good and True… Loves you. yeah it was a little crazy but you knew. you knew this truly mattered. and you just SNUFFED IT OUT.

then he looks to the memory of quentin. soft as the clouds:

q. im sorry. i was afraid. and when im afraid i run away.

then he kisses him. and he hits you with the thesis of the episode:

if i ever get out of here q… know that when im braver it cause i learned it from you.

well

thats his most traumatic memory. he is granted passage to consciousness. what is the first thing he sees? quentin. the real quentin.

q? (smiles) q (laughs) it’s me. it’s eliot. ok come on no games. it’s eliot. i said no games. (eliot looks around, worried as all hell) fifty years (he walks towards q) who gets proof of concept like that? what? peaches and plums motherfucker (this is the symbol to their mosaic life) im alive in here. (eyes as wide as saucers, heart in his throat) eliot…

and he ruins their plans of killing the monster. “eliot’s alive.”

then the episodes keep rolling. “eliot eliot eliot. why do you care so much about him?” “because i do.” and “wow i love that plan. except the part where it doesnt save eliot.” quentin gets back with his gf for reasons only the devil knows. but fine ok whatever quentin and eliot will HAVE to talk post-saving. even if the writers ignore it once more they have some kind of relationship. and they do save eliot in the finale! you know who they dont save? lmfao

quentin dies. in a manner that many including myself found weird and unsatisfactory and suicidal. and he never gets to know how eliot feels. never. he’s just gone. their story means nothing 💯

editors note: this ending broke me. i was using the show as a depression crutch, so a fate so hopeless ruined me. cant blame the show for my mistake but being so technically bad certainly didnt help.

well when the show came back for its next (and final lol) season, they did attempt closure for eliot and quentin. for some reason this was all contained in 3 episodes, most of it in the third (503) but what the fuck ever. it has its moments.

the episode is basically about eliot and alice (q’s gf i dont think ive mentioned her name. sorry alice) going on a mini quest up a treacherous mountain for grievers to return a piece of quentin’s soul back to the underworld. their fights are soooo funny. toxic lover vs almost-lover.

alice at some point says “well he was MY boyfriend this is MY pilgrimage and you just TAGGED ALONG” and (blood obviously boiling) eliot goes “right, because he meant nothing to me”. and this highlights something so sneakily homophobic about this whole affair. quentin and eliot’s relationship never mattered to the narrative as much as all the other straight relationships, especially quentin and alice’s. like i said, they would separate for entire seasons. you will be happy to know that not 1 episode goes by without quentin and alice conflicting and making up conflicting and etc. i dont understand how quentin and eliot’s relationship wasnt important enough. they were best friends, they kissed multiple times and had sex AT LEAST once if the mosaic subtext isnt considered. and the mosaic… it isnt just that they lived together for 50 yrs and raised a child and were happy, something they couldnt quite grasp in their old lives… they achieved the beauty of all life. that is a monumental achievement that shouldve changed not only their lives, but their stories.

the thing about the confession is that it wasnt planted in s3. talking about 405, the writers said they came up with it while working on that episode. it was essentially a retcon. though its inclusion explains why they didnt talk about it literally, it doesnt excuse the narrative outright ignoring it. it DEFINITELY doesnt account for why it ignored the rest of the SAME SEASON it was ESTABLISHED IN. if this was quentin and alice, they would be talking about it nonstop. and guess the fuck what when they get back together it is *non stop*.

SO. 503. they are on their pilgrimage. tensions build. eliot hallucinates quentin’s voice (it’s a soundbite from the mosaic when eliot dies which is depressing). they meet another traveller who is grieving his long dead boyfriend.

the traveller asks who theyre grieving and alice goes My Boyfriend and eliot looks away and says he knew him as a friend and it’s so sad it makes me want to die. why did they invent new exciting ways for gay people to be ashamed of who they love. i hate this show.

anyway the traveller talks about his boyfriend and how he was a magician who died young and how his dreams were haunted by him. and eliot is listening so intensely you want to jump hale appleman for being so good at this acting thing. alice goes to sleep and leaves the two alone. then they really start talkin:

(the traveller asks) have you ever had love? (eliot smiles small, hesitant) love…? yeah love. (pause) the friend we’re putting to rest. (traveller is delightfully shock) wasnt just a friend.

truly truly truly cant describe to you how much it physically pains me that it took 2 seasons and for one of them to die and a conversation with a stranger to get to this point. why wasnt this always part of the narrative. why does this only matter now after 2 yrs of fans badgering you about why this isnt part of the fucking show despite BEING PART OF THE FUCKING SHOW! it is dead obvious this was never the intent so even with something that should feel right feels wrong because the show never wanted it. it never wanted quentin to be in love with eliot. but it doesnt make sense if he isnt. i hate this show.

the convo continues 🙄:

does she know? oh god no. a torrid secret affair. (eliot looks away) no, nothing like that.

and i wish eliot was given a proper story. i wish i knew what was going on in his head through all of this. i wish i wish.

so it is revealed that quentin and eliot “had love” and that eliot is keeping it a secret (a revelation considering they werent intimate on screen past the 1 yr anniversary, they were only ever referred to as best friends by cast and crew, AND even what they were was obscured in the confession scene. and their feelings didnt matter past 405 fuck this world). this is huge. it should be huge. eliot’s first arc is about how he cant fall in love until he does and gets his heart broken. quentin’s stories are so wrapped up in alice that having another love interest should complicate that entirely. it doesnt.

the climax of the episode is when eliot expresses difficulty of letting go of quentin and alice says “he was your friend” and eliot replies (quick as if not meaning to) “he wasnt just my friend.” and wowww. how cathartic. the first time in the history of the show they talk about it. 5 seasons btw.

and eliot tells her about the mosaic and how “we loved each other for a really really long time.” and how he told him to fuck off and how he died for him and how he was never able to talk to him again. he just died.

and that part is supposed to be cathartic too. it feels cathartic for eliot the character at least. but to me the Viewer. i was sick of how they were trying to appeal to MY thoughts of what he should be feeling. as if trying to placate me. cuz if it was soo important it wouldnt just been solved after this episode. he DGAF about quentin after this. i dont get it. why cant they write a proper story.

well one line that stuck with me and i truly felt was this:

alice: he was pretty in love with you eliot: i wouldnt say that alice: .. i would

and then eliot looks at her the most devastated a man can look.

thats it. that’s quentin and eliot. a heartfelt and final fuck this show. the fic goes crazy esp the 2019 shit.

[poppy-metal]

Being Arts baby-sitter when he was younger, the ones who take more care of the kid than their own mother, does everything for him, spends all day, watches him cry when you have to leave every night, only do stuff he doesn't want to do when its you asking, and... Make u agree with him when he says the two of you will marry when he grows up bc you dont want to see him getting mad over a "no" (he would forget tho, of course, you think).

He doesn't, when college him see you again one day, hes basically a parasite, always around, most of the times scaring the kids you take care of nowadays bc he gets jealous, you being kinda mean to him bc hes being a creep.

(Am i too sick? Sorry)

RAHHHHHHH WAIT THIS IS IS <3333

I love younger!guy/older!woman - him taking that promise to marry him when he was older VERY serious. like fully coming to you as soon as he's in college and on the path to a good life - like "hey I'm here to marry you."

you're very against it at first - it's hard to take him seriously, and you're worried about the age gap. you're not the same woman who babysitted him when he was a kid and you were in high-school - you had dreams then, hopes. now you're just a run of the mill 30 something who doesn't know where the hell her life is headed. dating men who play too many games and won't treat you right. you've been waiting for a good and honest man like art to come along.

that's the thing, though. a man like art - not art himself. he's just too young. he should be dating women his age in college and having fun and sleeping around.

but he wants you. he's set on you.

hes somehow the same innocent boy you used to make dinosaur maccaroni and cheese, cherub blonde curls and blushing cheeks. but he's also a man now - and he looks at you like he wants to lick your pussy. and that shouldn't make you warm, but it does.

it just feels good to be wanted. you won't actually let him seduce you.

[phagodyke]

wugh..

[shattersstar]

hi ! sorry ! i'm the anon who sent in the romance prompt and #19 was "talking late into the night" 💗 and dick grayson please !

best friend

pairing: dick grayson x reader

prompt: blossoming romance - talking late into the night

a/n: what’s with all the friends to lovers recently u ask? i say..dont :,) this was longer than anticipated bc i’m a wordy boy anywho enjoy! comments r eternally appreciated and thank u for the request bby <33

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you're not just some lover, you're more than i’d ever ask for. though we may live far away, you're in my thoughts every single day. in every way.

Everyone had slowly filtered out as the early hours of the morning rolled through. You were the last one left, sitting cross legged on Dick’s sofa and looking at the mess of cups, plates and empty bottles. Dick was at the door, chatting idly with Kori before she threw her arms around him.

“Gimme another hug goodbye!” She called to you over his shoulder, making you giggle as you pushed yourself up. Dick let the door swing open fully and Kori pulled you into a hug, kissing your cheek before finally heading home.“Bye! Miss you guys already!” She called as Donna wrapped her hand around Kori’s wrist, tugging her towards the elevator while waving with her free hand.

You and Dick waved back with a shared dazed look before ducking back into his apartment. He huffed at the sight, heading into his living room while you lingered by the door. “I can help you clean up.” You offered, it had become a steady tradition, always the last one to leave and ready to help. It was rare for everyone to find the time to spend hours drinking and eating in Dick’s massive apartment, sharing stories both old and new, and letting go of the weight they all carried. If just for a moment.

You were sure it was why everyone left tripping over themselves and you were on the less hammered side of things. You didn’t need to let loose in the way your friends did. And while you were never apart of the superhero and vigilante life, you were still a part of Dick’s, and now many mutual friends. You had known him for years, a grounding point to something normal when everything was too much.

“You sure?” Dick called, gathering a few plates while you shrugged.

“Yeah, least I can do. Plus if you still wanted to go out tonight…” You let your sentence trail off, you never inserted yourself into Dick’s vigilantism. You were only ever offered mere glimpses into that side, and had seen him out on patrol only a few times over the years.

“Nah, my shoulder still hurts and I don’t think I'll sober up enough in time.” He admitted, making you laugh.

“What happened to your shoulder?” You asked, heading into his kitchen to find the garbage bags he kept under the sink. Dick followed behind you with an absurdly high stack of dishes, looking all too pleased with himself as he placed everything into the sink.

“I didn’t show you?” He cocked his head, and when you shook your head no, Dick pulled one side of his shirt over his head. He stood close in his rather spacious kitchen, letting you take in the bruising that danced along his shoulder, dipped down his collarbones, before tapering off into parts of his chest.

“Ouch.” You murmured, trying not to dwell on the rest of Dick’s body, the scars you had seen before that faded with age, and the musculature that made your insides warm. You were definitely still tispy, shifting away from Dick with an uncertain smile.

You turned your attention back towards the garbage bag before he could notice, heading towards the living room while Dick started on the many dishes. You picked up all the plastic cups and wrappers, whatever food had somehow fallen onto his floor or couch. You tossed the bag aside and picked up all the recyclables, dumping them into the bin in Dick’s kitchen rather noisily. He shushed you while chuckling.

“It’s like three a.m., if I get another nose complaint my landlord is gonna kill me.” He warned.

“Sorry, sorry, its my bad I care about the earth.” You teased, turning back to the living room when water splattered against your back. Dick stood there as you turned around, hand wet and soapy, dripping onto his floor. You opened your mouth when he flicked more dishwater at you. It hit you in the face and landed in your hair and Dick almost keeled over giggling. He hunched over the sink with his wheezy laughter while you rolled your eyes.

“I hope you slip and drown.” You muttered, collecting any trash you missed and leaving the bag by his door to deal with later.

You shuffled next to Dick, and began drying his dishware. You talked idly about how the night went, how nice it was seeing Wally for the first time in a while, and that Gar was really quiet today.

“He seemed happy though.” You stated, carrying a few dried glasses to their appropriate cupboard.

“Yeah, I think he misses everyone.” Dick said softly.

“Its okay if you miss them too y'know.” You nudged him gently, more focused on his side profile than the bowls that needed to be dried next. Dick looked over at you, sending you a dopey smile, it was all teeth and still so genuine.

“I know…and I do.” He admitted, looking away.

“Well I hope seeing them today made you feel a little better, miss them less.”

“Yknow if you really wanted to make me feel better, we could switch?” Dick asked suddenly, turning off the tap while you stared at him a little dumbfounded. Maybe it was everything still lingering in your system, or how whiny Dick sounded when he asked, but you looked at him incredulously.

“Uh sure?” Dick moved you over and took your place the moment you agreed, obviously much more content with his new task while you washed the last few plates. “Really taking me up on my offer to help clean huh?” You teased after a few moments, Dick looked a bit sheepish as he glanced in your direction, but you were smiling. You bumped him with your hip, bothering him instead about all the television shows you know he hasn’t been keeping up with.

After everything was washed, dried and put away, you two found yourselves back on the couch. “My fingers are all wrinkly.” You said, holding them up for Dick to see who scrunched up his nose.

“It was why I wanted to switch, I hate that feeling.” He shuddered at the thought, shoulders brushing yours as he did. You were sitting with your legs stretched out onto the coffee table, while Dick cross legged next to you.

You reached your pruney fingers over, brushing them over his forearm, much to Dick’s dismay. He let out a way too dramatic scream before both your hand, and his flew over his mouth. You were trying your hardest not to laugh, Dick’s face inches away from yours, pupils blown with fear and liquor. When no killer jumped out or neighbour came yelling, you dropped your hand, giggling while Dick let out a huff, disturbing the hair sweeping across his forehead. Dick leaned his head back against the back of the couch, and you reached over, brushing his hair from his eyes.

Dick looked over at you, grinning at the action. You went to drop your arm, but he caught your wrist, placing your hand on his chest and letting his fingers brush up and down your forearm. You curled your legs underneath your body and shifted to face Dick so your arm rested easier against his torso, the side of your face pressing into the back of his couch.

Dick had always been touchy, craving that physical closeness from both friends and lovers, and you had never hesitated to be that for him. To let him relish in your touch, or feel your warmth under his palm. And you knew he was still drunk, still circling that space of clarity and haziness, and his affection oozed easier with it. It made your throat thick, fingers twitching against the fabric of his shirt and needing a distraction.

You asked Dick about his weekend plans, he replied with closed eyes, fingers still stroking your skin. He asked you about yours, eyes blinking open when you mentioned a date.

“Really?” He asked, hand stopping, but still against you.

“Don’t say it like you’re so surprised. It’s just coffee, and it's mostly for class. I just think he thinks its a date so.” You said, trying not to sound like you were hiding something. Caught in the act and in the wrong. It was just Dick, the person you had been friends with forever, the one you had helped through most of his heartbreaks. He’d climb through your window teary eyed or call you ranting about how he fucked up when he had moved out of Gotham. And while your dating life wasn’t nonexistent, Dick rarely seemed around for your brief relationships.

Which was for the best, the candle you held to him and how it tore apart more of your relationships was not something Dick needed to bare the weight of. Even if it was entirely your fault. Your platonic feelings turned romantic at some point over the years, and Dick’s friendship meant more than what could end in ruins. You’d swallow your feelings like an adult and try to find love in someone else.

It was hard when he was so close, staring at you with his big round eyes, and curious about your life.

“Do you like him?”

“Ugh I hate when people ask that. Next topic.” You waved your hand, Dick’s mouth falling closed as he pouted at you. You brought your hand resting on his chest to his chin, and turned his head away from you.

“Fine, fine.” He relented, and you dropped your hand. You talked about the music you’ve been listening too lately, the throwbacks you loved and the R&B playlist Dick made and swore by. You bickered about listening to film scores, remembering movies you had watched together, or reminding Dick of them while he stared at you like you were crazy, and reminiscing about all the years spent being absolute menaces as teenagers. It was always easy to talk to him, to get lost in a million different tangents about things both big and small until the sun had started to rise and you both were half asleep. You were conscious enough when Dick threw a blanket over the two of you, but remembered little after that.

You woke up some hours later, your usually morning alarm chiming softly from the coffee table. Your hand darted out and you muted it blindly, about to push off the couch when you realized it was Dick’s body you were laying against. Your head was just below his chest, arms lazily pressed to his waist while one of Dick’s hands slipped off your back and the other cradled your head. He blinked down at you, bleary eyed and much less surprised. You had shared beds during sleepovers and cuddled Dick close when he needed it, but tangled up on his couch after a night spent sharing soft conversation felt…weighted.

Dick’s hands found your elbows, hauling you higher up his body and sighing softly at the contact. A smile had seemed to glue itself to his face, making you grin in return until he inched forward every so slightly and his nose brushed yours. Your jaw tensed as Dick stared into your eyes, maybe looking for what was always there, or searching for something yet to be found.

You didn’t know, the only thing you were sure of was you loved the little traditions and rituals that brought you to this place with Dick. And wouldn’t be who you were without them.

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title/lyrics come from best friend by mellow fellow

[omgwhatchloe]

why is the top post on my fav boys tag ai trash…

sean macguire modern headcanons to change that!!

-very firmly lives in the mansion with the rest of the gang and would never want to move out (like the marstons) because he doesnt want to pay bills

-took time and effort into decorating his room and even got lenny to decorate it too since he basically moved in. its filled with random ornaments, posters, cheap things from amazon and a huge irish flag over his bed. even if he didn’t resonate with the things in his room much, he would NOT have it looking bare.

-the worst for being on his phone constantly but wont respond to anyone but lenny or his da, not that anyone else is too keen to message him. his camera roll is also a mess off accidental screenshots and bad pictures of things he hasnt needed to look at in months. OCCASIONALLY theyll be a sweet picture of jack or lenny, but theyre buried so deep in his brain rot camera he forgets about them until a birthday or something.

-darragh always facetimes him at seans convience, so staying up late to speak to him. funnily enough, darragh knows tech more than sean.

“right, iv to go now da! where-how-”

“okay, sean…the red button. just click the screen-”

“i AM-" “and a red button-” “its this shite phone-" “ill just cut off…”

-buys cheap shit online as random presents for other people. lenny for some reason has a glowing turtle keychain…he doesnt have keys. abigail is plagued with random stuff he bought jack that the kid hasn’t bothered with in ages because he only cares about his ipad.

-is unfortunately subjected to being sent ‘relatable irish memes’ by many of the other members who just assume he relates and dont think twice. john sent him one of a “classic irish mammy” tiktok trying to be nice and it went like this

john: [video] lol i bet u went through this😂

sean: no cuz i dont have a ma john

there is also

mary-beth: [meme about growing up protestant in north of ireland/northern ireland that she didnt read hard enough]

sean: ?

mary-beth: Isn’t that how you grew up?

sean: im catholic and from the republic

mary-beth: ???

-related to the online shit one, he is a food hoarder. he is always ordering food from random sweet companys or just over spending in walmart then keeping it all in his room and barely eating any of it. it disappears because lenny steals it and eventually it gets left somewhere then put in the kitchen.

-he, along with bill, arthur and karen, is banned from a random bar and no one, not even those involved, has the slightest idea why. they just assumed it had something to do with a night out they can all barely remember and left it as that. sometimes he does wonder why it was just them four who got banned.

-has not got a drivers license, isnt planning on getting one, and drives the most in the gang because darragh taught him as a necessary life skill. has the least crashes but drives the fastest and most reckless. he is genuinely proud of how well he can drive.

[msperfect777]

big sister talks : chapter 1

1. being attached to someone means you lack self worth, self love, self value

have you ever liked someone or have been around someone who is hot and cold? one day they are nice and the next they treat you like trash? when theyre in a bad mood, it effects your mood too? it seems like however they feel, reflects your day? what about when they treat you bad and you notice it but you think about all their good qualities as an excuse to stick with them. you then get attached to them and try to find ways to make them feel better. seems to me you care more about how they feel than how you feel…

dont EVER disrespect yourself like that again. the moment someone shuts you down, you dip. do not chase, do not hold this person on a leash close to you. how dare you carry such low standards for yourself. you think bc this person is cute or nice sometimes or shows you the attention you crave that you have to make them change for you. no. you change. theres no way that you are so low that you allow and stick next to someone that disrespects you even the slightest. grow tf up and treat urself how you want to be treated. stand tf up and allow yourself to notice how amazing you are without this hot and cold person.

the reason you stick with them and try to change them is bc you think bc thats the first person who was ever nice to you, that you have to stay w them. hell no. the issue is that you have this person on a pedestal while you have yourself on the floor, looking up at the pedestal. BITCH U ARE THE PEDESTAL. stop allowing ppl to give you hot and cold attitudes bc thats embarrassing. i dont care about excuses… there is no excuse for disrespecting yourself like that.

recovery tips: you lack self worth and self love and you look at this person for a source of love and attention even when they treat u like shit. ive been there and it was hell. detach urself from this person immediately. they serve you nothing but shame. realize this is only happening bc thats what you allowed yourself to accept. you are not as low as you think. raise your standards and treat yourself with respect and show to others that thats how you will allow yourself to be treated: with respect and only that.

it will feel so bad at first when you detach from this person that you think you love but you will get used to it and you feel 20x better bc it makes u focus on yourself and only you. instead of wasting your time loving someone who doesnt love you the same way, you now will spend time loving someone who will treat you perfectly: aka yourself. dont get it twisted.

2. never go back to the ppl you left

nothing is more embarrassing then forgetting someone and after they give you one ounce of attention like one text message or something, you start thinking about allowing them back into your life…

YOU DONT NEED ANYONE. you think you do which is clearly false. how you gonna create space away from someone who treated you bad and then start sucking on them after they come back to you.

recovery tips: from now on, see yourself on top of the pedestal while others are looking up at you on the ground. not the other way around. treat yourself like royalty. dont ever chase someone youve worked so hard to stay away from. dont send no “hey” text or a smile in the hallway. dont tolerate no type of disrespect and never go back to those ways no matter what. remind yourself who the fuck you are. the motha fucking boss thats what.

i dont care if this person is your mother or a ex lover. no one should be treating you like trash and you should not suck up to them after they rush back into your arms. clearly they need you. u dont need them and you never did. remember that bitch.

3. never take other ppls words as final

someone insulted you and now their words are stuck in your head and youre hating urself for it. you see the insult as “final” or as the truth about you even though its not. im confused… are you here to please others and worry about the bullshit insecurities ppl project on you? or are you here to learn to love yourself and focus on urself and only urself?

ppl only talk shit for one or more of these 4 reasons:

they are jealous of you: there is something you have that they wish they had. this could be your ability to not give a fuck about what others think, or it could be the way you always get high marks at school, or the way you carry yourself, or the new shoes you bought the other day. im telling you right now, there will always be someone jealous of something you have even when u think u arent the type of person to make others jealous. grow the fuck up and realize you are not as low as you assume.

they are insecure in themselves and talking shit is only way they can feel better about themselves: there is literally nothing wrong with you, ppl just feel the need to be mean to others in order to cover up the fact that its them they hate, not you. most ppl also follow the crowd and are rude bc they think its “cool” or makes them feel better. why would a boss like you give a fuck about insecure losers?

when ppl go thro personal shit, its likely they are not in a good position to be nice w others but that doesnt mean u have to tolerate that. step away from ppl who treat u wrong but if its someone u care about who you know is going thro shit, support them and be there for them. make sure you are acknowledging the way they are treating you is wrong and make sure to let then know that you will be there for them, even if that means giving them space.

they have a crush on you… i know from personal experience that when someone has a crush on someone else and they dont want you to know, they will bully you and be rude so that you cant suspect anything. dont take rudeness seriously.

so when ppl talk shit, it most likely has nothing to do with you. dont take ppls insults seriously and as a final representation of yourself. im telling you no one goes to bed thinking about the insults they give you so why tf would u care? im being serious when i say no one cares about anyone to the point where they spend 24 hours insulting you and thinking bad about you. if they do, then thats an unhealthy obsession… yikes.. well it sounds like a them problem not a you problem.

recovery tips: let yourself remember that you are you. you are not going to grow up caring about ppls useless words or else you are a clown. dont be a clown and remind urself that you are the best person you know.

i notice that ppl can give you 100 compliments and one insult but you will focus and worry about that one insult. this is the ego’s desire for people pleasing and validation. stop and give yourself your own validation bc you get to decide how much you love yourself. treat yourself like you would treat a partner, a lover, a crush. take yourselves out on dates. do whatever you want to make yourself feel wanted bc waiting for others to do it is just wasting ur time when you can just do it yourself.

…

my experience: i used to be the type of person who would suck up to ppl that treated me wrong bc i wanted their attention and validation. i think back on it now and realize i was just a little girl who needed love and i wonder how i didnt realize that the only person i needed love from was me and only me. its so much fun loving myself and not having to depend on others to do it and its so easy to get rid of ppl and let them go after they disrespect me. every time i think about it i feel so powerful. bc i dont allow any type of insults or rudeness to break me down. i deadass dont care who the person is or how close i am with them.. the second they treat me like trash, i will gladly leave. focus on building yourself up instead of being the one that allows you do be teared down.

© msperfect777

[ssparksflyy]

jason grace dating hcs ִֶָ ࣪ ִֶָ♱་༘࿐

pairing jason grace x child of mors hcs warning slight mentions of death i guess but thats kind of a given an based off this request !! hope u enjoy

nothing has ever quite been able to top the wave emotions that hit jason when he saw you for the first time

some call it love at first sight i call it love at first sight

like just imagine little jason stopping mid tracks eyes wide and jaw open

you thought it was weird

cause it’s your first day at this random camp, you just found out(and are still processing) that your dad is a roman god ???

as if that wasnt weird enough now theres this tiny white boy staring right at you

so of course you hit em with that "whatcha lookin at punk 🤬🤬🤬" cause your so #hardcore #punk #rock #rebel

no im kidding you just give him a nasty ass look and hes runs away

very short interaction but its one he wont forget

i wanna say youre like eight when you get to camp just for lore reasons

it actually takes a hot second for you to get claimed, im talking like two maybe three years

yeah your dads not the best

but as soon as you do, all your friends DITCH YOU ??

except for

youll never guess who

jason !!

in the time where you were unclaimed, you and jason slowly got close but with him now being one of the only people you hung out with, you got even closer

somewhere along the way, reyna joined your little group and you instantly got close with her as well

(shes out here collecting her creepy kids)

you didnt really have a movie-like friendship with her, but you had a lot of respect for each other and trusted each other deeply

leading to the sharing of private stories and secrets, aka making her the first person to know about *drum roll please* your crush on jason !!! yayyyyy

turns out you didnt even have to tell her that cause she literally just said "oh yea i already knew that"

and you were like ?? okay

just cause you were aware of your feelings (and jason was aware of his) does not mean that you did anything about itttt

reyna spent YEARS watching you two awkwardly interact, both way too afraid to even insinuate any romantic feelings

aka : you thought he wouldnt like you cause ur weird + he thought you only saw him as a friend and didnt share the feelings

only when this boy gets snatched outta nowhere do your feeling really hit you like a double decker bus

waves of really anxious feelings begin coming in more often as time goes on and less people begin to care about his disappearance

butcha never give up and thats what matters !!

reyna's there by your side the entire time, comforting when u need it ♡

then like this one guy shows up i dont remember his name i think hes like the son of neptune or something like that

anyway he goes on a quest or something ?? dont really remember why he's relevant

you do become friends though so theres that

but like best part about him is that the search party that came to find him had jason with them !!!

your heart must've stopped when you saw him cause you were frozen in shock until reyna gave you a shove and suddenly you were racing towards this boy, and he was also coming at you

you collided somewhere in the middle, embracing each other tightly

and you ALMOST

key word almost

kissed him

but not yet !!

lets be honest, nobody wants lore and ive got homework due in a bit so to put it short: after you awkwardly peel yourself off of jason, you end up joining the seven and their quest to stop motha nature! the first few days are a little awkward with the others (mainly cause you've never been much of a people person) but spend so much time with jason !

you swap stories about his time away from camp and gets you a little closer to the friends he met on the way- particularly leo and piper

they soon connect with you, eager to learn more about you after the stories theyve heard from jason and you end that day walking into your room super giddy

just as you were getting into bed however, GUESS WHO WALKS IN

JASON.

"veronica what are you doing in my room??"

he plops down on your bed and makes a little small talk, watching you through the mirror atop the desk you were sitting at

the room gets quiet once you finish and walk over to the bed, the white noise of the ship's engine running being the only thing you hear

as you sit down next to him on your bed, you turn to face him with a soft smile

he returns the smile and starts fidgeting with his hands as he tries to find the words for what hes about to say

omg is he about to say what i think he is ?!?11/1

yea

he starts off his ramble talking about the first time he saw you, how much fun he had growing up with you, then went onto how lost he felt without you and eventually tied it up with a lovey dovey gush about how youve changed his life forever

youd think the guy is proposing

but he’s actually just confessing his feelings for you!!! how cute

you're left a little shocked cause what!! what do you mean jason grace likes you!!!

pretty sure you know what happens next and soon enough your walking around with your finger interlocked and receiving pecks on your nose like its nobody's business

once you actually start dating, the shift from friends to lovers isnt too drastic

cause you already spend so much time together and know everything about each other, it's just now you dont have to hold back the urge to kiss and hug him at every breathing moment

the honeymoon phase is crazyyyyyy

like yall cant get off each other

once you ease out of it, you're still super affectionate with each other, just now its not super shocking that you're dating your best friend and have instead adapted to it

as semi mentioned before, jason looves holding your hand whenever you're together and adores pecking the tip of your nose, forehead, and cheeks

jason is so excited to show you camp half blood and show you his favorite spots when you agree to visiting

you end up really enjoying the camp and have an amazing time swimming in the lake, taking nature walks in the forest, and ending the night cuddled up in cabin one together

but nothing can beat your sleepovers, coffee shop dates, university lecture sit-ins, and afternoon strolls that you have at camp jupiter

its truly your home and you wouldn't choose to live your life with jason anywhere else in the world

things don't really change friends wise

though you do get closer with some people in your classes

pretty soon you're living the dream; a small(ish) circle of friends you know you can trust, two homes, a supportive best friend, and your dream guy right by your side everyday

his favorite way to spend weekends with you is by watching popular movies and ranking them based on the toll the have on his life

#1 on his list? dead poets society

(guys i have not recovered. its been a WEEK AND I HAVENT MOVED ON I DONT THINK I EVER WILL)

he literally has 'carpe diem' scribbled on a lined piece of paper right next to his bed

you are yet to miss a movie night together

you always end up having them, one way or another

honestly, your parents don't have much effect on your life

other than the fact you're into darker things and have been your whole life, your dad and his image haven't had much of an effect on your life

he doesn't acknowledge you and truth be told, you're glad he doesnt

not to forget romans view it as bad luck, so having brunch with death every sunday isn't too appealing to you

you really dont mind it, and jason doesn't mind jupiter too much either

he simply kind of lives his life without really thinking about him, he's happy without him having a role in his life anyway

yknow why?

cause he has you!!! duhhhh

you end up living your life all happy together and its great ‹𝟹