#anon this made my night ok ily

[starkwlkr]

Can I request some hung with old man Logan? Something domestic or soemthing like reader baking for him. I love reading fics of Logan and reader being an old married couple

just the two of us | old man logan

an: anon ily for this request old man Logan needs more love <3 credit to pinterest for the gif btw this doesn’t follow the logan storyline so i added laura hope that’s ok!! sorry if there’s an spelling mistakes!

reader and logan live in a nice little cozy home because i said so 😍

“Taste.” You held the wooden spoon up to your husband’s mouth. Logan sighed, he knew you weren’t going to let him walk away without tasting the brownie batter so he licked the spoon.

For a while you had been craving brownies. While Logan was out working, you and Laura drove to the city to pick up the ingredients to make brownies. It was a fun small girls trip until it was time to come back home. Laura had helped you mix everything together until she got tired, she then decided to go up to her room to watch cartoons. You continued working on the brownies by yourself, that’s when Logan had arrived from work and now here you were giving him a taste test.

“So?” You waited for an answer.

“Bub, you are the best baker in this whole town, city, state, planet.” Logan was going to dip his finger in the batter until you slapped it away.

“No! You’re going to wait like the rest of us, but I did tell Laura she could have the first brownie so just wait.” You told him.

Logan groaned and walked to the kitchen sink and washed his hands. “How was your day?”

Logan always asked about you day. It didn’t matter if you stayed home and read a book or did some gardening, he wanted to know.

“Good. Laura and I read a new book, we went to buy ingredients to make brownies and now my old man is home so I’d say it’s been a pretty good day.” You started to pour the brownie batter into a pan.

He didn’t mind you calling him old man, in fact, he loved it. Yeah, he wasn’t as young as he used to be, but you still loved him. You did admit to him many times that the grey hair was a turn on for you, which made him laugh.

Before you could react, Logan quickly dipped his finger in the batter and licked it clean.

“James! Don’t you dare do it again!” You scolded him. “These are for Laura too.”

“Come on, Laura’s not going to know that I ate some batter,” Logan leaned on the counter next to you. “I’ve been thinking. .”

“Oh no, that’s concerning.” You teased, finishing up with the brownies and putting them in the oven. You turned to face him then wrap your arms around him, bring him closer to you.

Logan chuckled at your response. “I’ve been thinking about taking you and Laura to some place nice. We can do that family shit you always talk about.”

You laugh at his choice of words. “Family shit, yeah that’s what I said.”

“Tomorrow then, I’ll drive us to the nicest place you’ve ever seen, get some ice cream, watch a movie, whatever you want.” Logan leaned in closer, you doing the same.

Before your lips could touch, Laura interrupted you asking about the brownies.

“Not yet, my love, I just put them in. I’ll call you when they’re done,” You pulled away making Logan groan. Laura nodded then ran up to her room. You noticed the frown on his face so you quickly gave him his after work kiss. “Don’t be so sad, old man, the neighbor’s kid wants to have a sleepover with Laura this weekend so it’ll just be the two of us.” Logan definitely liked the sound of that.

Half an hour later, the brownies were ready. Laura took several with her to her room while you and Logan took a plate outside to the patio where your porch swing was. It was a beautiful evening, it wasn’t too hot or too cold, and now you were ending the night beside your husband eating some homemade brownies.

“I think Laura is going to ask you for a dog.” You mention, scooting closer to Logan and laying your head on his chest. You held a brownie up to him so he could take a bite.

“No, we are not getting a dog.” He said.

“It would be nice, you know . . .” You bit the brownie after Logan.

“Is this why you made brownies? You want me to get you and Laura a dog?” He looked down at you.

“No, but can you?”

He sighed defeatedly. “I’ll think about it.”

[lovelettersforthedamned]

when was the first time peter and bug kissed???? was it before she went to a game or was it like after a game and he’s super hyped he doesn’t realize he kissed her ?

i need to know everything 😭

Good Luck Charm

✰ college!hockey!peter parker x f!reader

✰ word count: 0.3

✰ summary: sometimes a kiss is all peter needs to put his nerves away.

✰ warnings: pure fluff, a kissy kiss.

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main m.list ⋆ peter parker m.list ⋆ college!hockey!peter m.list

not my gif. credits to the owner.

Peter was rarely nervous, but something about this game made his palms sweaty and his heart beat a little faster. Maybe it was because it was senior night, or maybe it was because scouts from the NHL were in the stands tonight, watching Peter’s every move. 

You could tell throughout this week that Peter’s head wasn’t focused on school. The way he fiddled with your fingers whenever he held your hand was his dead giveaway. 

And now as you’re standing at the rink's entrance, he was silent. Silence was never a common thing between the two of you. You brought your hand up to his back and moved it up and down, offering some sort of comfort.

He could tell you were concerned for him even though you hadn’t spoken a word for the past few hours. Throwing his arm around your shoulders, he sighed, “I’m fine, I promise.” His eyes never leave the glass doors leading to the stands. 

“Okay,” you begin to walk away from him, his hands still holding his as his teammates begin to funnel into the building, “I’ll be inside. You’re going to do great, yeah?” 

He nodded before pulling you back, the sudden motion almost making you trip over your own feet. Peter pulled you in close, his heart was racing, and you could feel it through his chest. You’re about to open your mouth to ask him if he is okay again, but his lips interrupted you. 

You tense at the contact before melting into the kiss. Your hand reaches up to hold his face, stabilizing yourself as the kiss begins to deepen. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you in impossibly closer. 

A few seconds pass before you pull away, the sudden feeling of eyes on the two of you making you self-aware of your surroundings. You’re baffled as you ask, “What was that for?”

“Good luck charm,” he responds, smiling, as he walks away to his team. 

✰ author's note: thank you anon for the ask!!! if you want to send in your own, my ask box is open!! don't forget to like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed! ok, ily byeee !!!

[elliespassagerprincess]

requesting a fic of Ellie n reader running away and their lives kinda suck but they’re still glad cuz they have eachother and they’re away from their old environment and that’s all that rlly matters :) based on things to do by alex g!

things to do - (ellie williams x reader)

Hey anon! this is such a sweet idea! I loved writing this so much. Ily for this. I hope you enjoy it:)

This story is based off the song Things to do by Alex G. If you can please listen to the song as you're reading:)

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are open, feel free to leave one!

Warnings: toxic households (but there's a happy ending)

Summary: In which they got their happily ever after

Authors note: what?? me writing happy fics??? it's so rare but i love them. Also my surgery is in 2 days, so i'll be post all my drafts and requests over the next two days, so while i recover, so you guys have things to read:)

Thinkin' of things to do

Yeah, only the cheapest things left there for you

And the only thing I learned from you is that there's nothing left

To look forward to

I was asleep for days, and now you're the only thing

Keepin' me awake

The calculator will make the same mistakes

Yeah, I see it in its face

Ellie nervously sat under the tree waiting for you. She anxiously looked down at the plastic bag, silently praying that you'd like the snacks she bought.

"I'm sorry I'm late" you said breathing heavily as you ran towards her.

"Your mom was yelling at you again?"

"Yeah" you said as you sat next to her.

"Sometimes I just want to sleep, y'know? Like sleep without her waking me up and yelling" you admitted.

Ellie nodded in understanding because she too was experiencing the same thing.

Nobody understood the two of you like you understood each other.

You met Ellie when you were 14.

You remember she was sitting alone, and she was crying because she didn't have any lunch. You decided to talk to her.

"My mom also forgets to give me lunch money sometimes, but it's ok! I know where we can get something to eat" you said with a soft smile.

And the rest was history.

You and Ellie became inseparable because you both understood each other. You could comfort each other because you knew what the other was going through.

Whenever things were rough at home for you, you always went to Ellie. Or when Ellie need something to eat you'd always take something extra for her.

All you and Ellie were used to, was yelling, and constant fighting. But when you were each other there was none of that.

There was peace and unconditional love.

"Aw Ellie you should have" you said as she opened the bag to show you what she had got for you.

"Anything for you" Ellie muttered.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence. And Ellie's mind wondered.

You were such a nice person. You didn't deserve the toxic environment you were in.

Both of you didn't.

Silent moments like these with you always made Ellie happy.

She wished she had more time with you.

She wanted to take you away from all pain. From all the yelling, and sleepless nights, she wanted to keep you happy.

There was nothing left here for her. The only thing that kept her going was you.

The light in her darkness.

You felt Ellies eyes burning into the side of your head. You swallowed the gummy worms you had in your mouth as you turned to her, raising an eyebrow you asked "what?"

Ellie went quiet for a while, until she said something you thought you'd never hear her say.

"Let's run away together"

Hold on tight to this time, this place

'Cause everything you know will be erased

You were born inside your head

And that is where you'll be when you are dead

You are just a boy you are no man and

Nobody you know will understand

You are just a boy you are no man and

Nobody you know will understand

"Ellie I can't just leave, my mom will look for me-"

"fuck your fucking mom! She doesn't care, can't you see? If we leave we'll be free, we can live in peace. Please let's go" Ellie sighed in defeat.

If you chose Ellie you would betray your family, if you chose your family you would lose the only person who kept you sane.

"Ellie I cant" you said quietly.

You felt the tears in your eyes.

Was this really good bye?

Ellie got up and she looked at you with sad eyes "I cant force you, but I hope you're happy here"

She started walking away but she suddenly stopped, she looked back at you without any expression.

"I'm leaving tomorrow night, if you change your mind i'll be at the train station"

She left. She left you alone.

You went back home crying.

You'd just lost the only person, who you truly loved.

You were so fucking stupid.

You walked into your house and you immediately heard your mother's nagging voice yelling: "fucking finally, come here! You need to fix the sink"

you ignored her and you dashed to your room, as fast as you possibly could.

You locked the door, and you heard your mother pound against the door.

She was yelling insults at you, as if you didn't have feelings.

She truly deserves the mother of the year award.

After a while, she left and you were finally alone with your thoughts.

Did you make the right decision?

Ellie sat anxiously at the station, she hoped you'd change your mind. That's you'd show up. For your freedom, and safety.

She'd hoped you'd come for her.

She bit her nails waiting for the train to come in, hoping Joel didn't notice she was gone. She heard the sound of the train pull, and with a sigh she got up holding the strap on her backpack in a tight grip.

You weren't going to come. This was it.

"Ellie!"

Her head snapped in the direction of your voice.

There you stood in all your glory holding a bag. There was a grin on your face.

With your bag in hand you ran to Ellie and she ran to you. The two of you met halfway, and Ellie held you in a tight grip.

If she held you any tighter, surely you would suffocate.

"I thought you weren't going to come" Ellie breathed as she still held you.

You pulled away first, and you leaned forward, kissing her.

Ellie didn't kiss you back at first and you almost wanted to pull away and die, but you soon felt her lips move. You felt her smile during the kiss.

As you pulled away you looked at her with a shy smile "I love you Ellie, of course I came"

A grin spread onto the girls face and before she could say anything the locomotive yelled "departure in 2 minutes"

Ellie grabbed your hand, and she rushed onto the train with you.

The two of you sat next to each other, your hands still interlocked.

"I love you too" Ellie finally breathed.

The train started move, and the nerves you and Ellie felt were finally falling away. You would finally be free.

"To our new life together" Ellie said before she brought you in for another kiss.

Welcoming you back home

The only one that you have ever known

Welcoming you back home

The only one that you will ever know

as Ellie opened the front door the smell of a freshly baked pie filled the air.

This was home.

She walked through the threshold of your shared apartment and she practically ran to the kitchen in search of you.

As Ellie entered she saw you standing with your back facing her. You were humming a familiar tune.

She walked towards you, you felt her arms wrap around you as she started singing with you.

This was home.

The two of you were each others safe spaces. Each others homes.

And Ellie hoped for the rest of her life that she would come home to you.

Home doesn't always have to be a place, it's a person too. And you were that person.

Forever and always.

The best decision Ellie made was running away with you, and she had zero regrets.

[danikamariewrites]

hi 🩷

i see that you write for both nesta and manon, i was wondering if you could possibly write for mor as well ?

i’ve had this idea of a love triangle between nesta, mor and reader for a while.

i recently found your account and i’m absolutely obsessed with it, your writing, all of it !

do whatever you want with the idea, or don’t. i just thought it won’t hurt to ask.

thank youuu, ily 🫶🏻

Push

Mor x reader

A/n: a little Nesta x reader but more platonic, so I hope you like it.

Thank you anon, I’m glad your here and that you like my fics! Your compliment means the world to me 🥹

Warnings: suggestive

You and Nesta became fast friends once she arrived in the Night Court. Your love language was sharing books, which you and Nesta always did when you hung out. Your shared love of smutty books is what brought you closer together.

Mor, your crush of decades, was also one of your best friends. Unfortunately, the two females didn’t really see eye to eye. At times they competed for your attention and it was very tiring. But you split your time evenly with them.

What kept you back from Mor was Azriel. You weren’t scared of Azriel, you knew he had pining after Mor for years and didn’t want to step on his toes. You also didn’t want to assume Mor liked females as well as males.

Tonight is what pushed you, and Mor. When you, Nesta, and Mor were in the same room you could feel the tension. Nesta knew about your crush on Mor so she kept pushing you to make a move. Nesta would cuddle up to you whenever Mor was within eyesight. She would hug you from behind and kiss you leaving a loud smack on your cheek.

It always made you blush but you knew Nesta liked males. Although you wouldn’t mind getting in bed with her and Cassian. During these little moments you would see Mor get a little jealous. Which gave you a little hope.

You noticed Nesta and Cassian had been sneaking around, and you were happy for them, they were quite cute together. So you had been spending more time with Mor. It was nice, you forgot how much fun you had together.

You, Nesta, and Mor were the last ones left in the living room after a night of drinking. Swirling your wine around in your glass staring at it you held your breath. The silence was quite awkward.

Nesta spoke up first, “Well,” she dragged out in a teasing tone, “I’m going to bed. Y/n, goodnight darling.” When she gets off the couch she swishes her hips, walking over to you on the other couch. She plants a kiss on your head, winking at Mor.

Mor turns red from what you assume is anger. As Nesta leaves she swishes her hips some more, swinging herself on the door frame toward the stairs.

In an instant Mor is striding over to you and plops down next to you so your thighs are touching. You look at her giving her a shy smile, batting your lashes at her. Mor plays with the ends of your hair twirling it around her fingers. She gives you a smirk.

“Hi Mor.” “Hi y/n.” You bite your lip. You’re determined to tease her a little. The wine coursing through you was also egging you on. “Mor, can I tell you something?” Her smirk widened, “of course baby.” You felt your cheeks heat at the pet name. You liked it and wanted Mor to keep calling you baby.

You were just going to come right out and tell her. You wanted the tension to cool down between her and Nesta, and everything to be somewhat normal and happy. “I wanted to say, that I have feelings for you…and I like you a lot.”

Mor’s smirk widens into a grin. She inches closer to you and your breathing picks up, your heart skipping a beat. “Is this ok?” Mor whispers, her lips brushing yours. “Yeah.” She connects her lips with yours. The kiss starts slow and light, quickly turning deep and heated. She grips your jaw with both of her hands

Mor tasted sweet like the wine you had been drinking all night. Her lips pillow soft. You feel your core heating, your panties are soaked as you clench your thighs together. Mor pulls away, another suggestive smirk on her lips.

You look at each other with big, loving eyes, faces only inches away. “Stay with me tonight?” Mor whispers. “And let me take you out tomorrow?” You giggled, “Yes. Can we do breakfast?”

“Oh baby, I think we might be busy.” You giggle and press your lips to hers. Mor smiles into the kiss, winnowing you both up to her room.

tags: @nyotamalfoy @auggiesolovey @bubybubsters @baybay123455 @msiecrane

[rowarn]

i would like to formally apologize for my PUBLIC MELTDOWN IT WAS A MOMENT OF WEAKNESS 🫡 i appreciate all the kind words people sent me to try and encourage me and help me feel better. i slept it off and am feeling a little better and am ready to try again to be a Person altho im a little emotionally drained. i think a lot of things just weighed down on me recently and last night was just when i couldn't take the burden load anymore and i just needed to regulate in a way i hadn't been for a while.

nevertheless i'm very grateful for the little community i've cultivated here on my blog and i appreciate all of u who make my time writing here fun and enjoyable 🥹 i am eternally glad i made this silly little blog and you guys have made it rlly fun. we have over 7000 of you here and you're all so kind and lovely and it's such a drastic difference to my early days when i was making posts talking to NOBODY bc no one wanted to talk to me LMFAOOOO and now i have lovely anons who come in like every day to say something to me, who think of me, and i have lovely mutuals who are so so so kind and sweet and are truly wonderful people.

and i plan to keep dishing out little fics and drabbles and random nonsensical posts until my dying breath!!!!! hehe ily guys big kisses mwah <3

ok i'll stop being soggy now (-:

[sawyerconfort]

2 and 48 with pre death kyle? 😚 ily

Hey, anon! Thanks thanks ily too!!!

I mean, I'm trying to change the blog so don't mind if I change the icon, the pattern and everything, is just experimental!

Anyway, last post for today, I promise!

(but my masterlist is finally organized so, I guess it's a win?)

Let's stop talking and go to the oneshot, yeah?

Kyle is such a bean <3 pre and post death, I mean...

I LOVE EVAN PETERS!

Enjoy!

Want to send me an ask? You can choose a prompt here!

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2. "is that my shirt?" 48. "you look sexy."

*ok maybe just pretend you're zoe idk hahaha*

Kyle and the gang were playing in a neighboring town against a neighboring frat as well, and you were entirely determined not to miss him, but it was kind of impossible at this point because your boyfriend was pretty much the only person from the frat you talked to and had a sincere friendship.

Come on, the other guys weren't all that nice, and the girls even less - they were always making plans to flirt with Kyle at one of the parties you almost always threw -…

The days went by, the games went by, and with the lack of news from Kyle, you were starting to go crazy. It was hard to concentrate on classes, eat alone in the cafeteria, and especially not have him in bed at night.

It was unbearable to live with it until you found a solution: his lost shirt in the middle of the wardrobe (from the wardrobe mess, rather…)

As soon as Kyle returned, he was greeted with cheers and cheers for the team's performance, and you were left there in the corner, waiting for some alone time. It didn't, of course, because the boys went straight to celebrate at a nearby diner and would probably stay up all night drinking and laughing to themselves at their inside jokes. You went because it was customary for them to bring their significant others, and Kyle looked so airy and happy that he didn't even notice you were wearing his shirt.

Okay, that made you sad, but it wasn't his fault anyway…

***

You got back to his room, having had a few drinks, and you threw yourself on the bed, ready to pull his jock shirt off, when Kyle turned around, after his shower, smiling.

"Is that my shirt?" he asked, stretching a smile into something sly and teasing.

"Didn't you notice until now?" you asked, frowning.

Kyle shrugged. "I noticed, but I didn't want to say anything in front of crew, you know... I'd rather see your flushed face when we're alone, (Y\N)..."

You blushed instantly, taken aback by his teasing. Kyle wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, kissing you hard on the lips with the same smile.

"You look sexy...", he whispered in your ear, laughing. "That I couldn't say in front of the boys as well, so I thought I'd wait."

And you blushed once more as he pushed you onto the bed, practically ending the night with make-out and sex until the sun was almost up. Because Kyle was like that, whenever he got the chance, he would tease you and make you blush to take advantage of it...

[prince-liest]

The last bus stop in hell is a new favourite. I went absolutely insane when I realised what the fuck Alastor did to get out. The gun shots felt genuinely shocking, I could feel just how angry and out of control Alastor felt when he pulled the trigger and it wasn't even from his perspective!!!!! Genuinely think the fact that you've written this from Angel's pov was a genius move, it keeps the mystery of not ever quite knowing what Alastor's thinking that we have in canon whilst still letting us feel just how angry and violated and reactionary Alastor is in that moment when he lifts the gun and tells Val to beg so he can force Val into a position of weakness and kill him like that. Waffhdhdhgv going crazy stupid. Genuinely think Alastor's pov would have made this a tougher sell (you've kept the fic really kind despite everything. You haven't dragged pain out for the sake of showing pain and I think it works.)

Thinking about how Val uses what he taught Angel, how in your fic Angel mirrors Val is so many little ways because he learnt everything from him and yet still, Angel is a genuinely kind, caring individual despite everything when Val so obviously... Isn't

Thinking about the fact that as proven here, Alastor could look like shit and still no one would dare to so much as look at him too long

Thinking about how genuinely good husk is to still want to make sure "Alastor's" going to be ok even though he's scared shitless. thinking about how kind he is to Angel

Also LOVING the little. Anon culture you have built here. Giving myself a call sign emote.

- ☠️ -spirits

It's 8am and I've already been awake for 4 hours and the brain cells I have remaining just want to go /cups hands around this ask and holds it close to my heart

You have pinpointed so many of the things I was hoping to convey in this story and it just gives me the warm and fuzzies. I was a little unsure about how the subject matter of this fic would be received and y'all have consistently made me very happy I decided to write it. Just. Heart emoji!! Thank you, anon! (Also what a great emoji to choose, hahaha. The anon culture kinda built itself, ILY guys and also cannot believe there are so many!)

Speaking of which: MORE ASKS UNDER THE CUT! If you sent me something about the fic last night it's probably down there!!

THE NEW CHAPTER WAS INSANEE ???? SCREAMING OH MY GOD ALASTOR STRAIGHT UP SHOT VALENTINO ??? (until he was nothing but mush 😨) speechless beyond words but it was SO good and cathartic omg i was literally on the edge of my seat in suspense 😭😭😭

Hahaha, thank you so much! Honestly absolutely lovely to hear—I think the general response to this chapter can be summarized as "oh my god" and this pleases me immensely. 💛

Angel Dust finally being able to cry when Husk backed away from him, ouch my heart 😭 Also Alastor not being able to use any of his usual radio demon powers but still managing to be the scariest person in the room. Very well written. I don't usually read stuff this dark but I'm really glad I decided to.

Huskerdust are my little gold vein of goodness threading through the horrible bedrock of the rest of this fic, haaa, and I really wanted that moment of catharsis for Angel himself... and YES!! Alastor was a scary motherfucker before he ever became the Radio Demon and I'm so glad that came through. Is he okay? No. But he's ready to make that everybody else's problem.

Thank you for taking a chance on this very murdered dove! I am genuinely very flattered to have the opportunity to make a dark fic a nonetheless good read for you!

An absolutely stellar chapter, as always! Your writing kills it every time and your descriptions are staggering in their detail! I adore how many emotions you made me go through during Alastor's entrance alone; from realizing that he escaped on his own, learning that his leg was injured in the process, to finding out that his mouth is bloodied. I crumpled on into myself. Agh! Of *course* he'd chew through it rather than just breaking/snapping it off. Truly a one of a kind man. So much showing without telling! It's all wonderful and your work is always such a delight to read. I'm not normally one who physically reacts to writing, but wow some of the scenes in this chapter had me flinching! This was most definitely a ramble that I could have simply commented under the chapter itself; all that to say that I am very excited for the next chapter and all of the aftermath to follow! 💫💫💫💫💫

P.S. Thank you for giving Alastor a gun. It is what he deserves. ❤️

Alastor DOES deserve a gun, ehehehe. Honestly so pleased that this has stood out to you as an example of showing without telling specifically because Angel Dust's extremely traumatized POV has been godly for opportunities to do that and it's been a very fun way to write. Gosh, this ask just means a lot to me in general, thank you SO much for your lovely words!

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

Debbie's coming-out storyline is so cute and wholesome. I mean, besides Alex being emotionally detached, Debbie moves past that and takes it well all things considered.

I did have a laugh last night about Ian being insistent that Debbie is not a lesbian. I had a thought, like what if it was him being protective of his spot as the gay sibling?

"No Debbie, I'm the gay Gallagher. I already have to share being the red-headed one."

Oh Ian, just wait until you realize Debbie is also mentally ill. (This is more a personal headcanon. But I think Debbie does have a disorder. It's just not as apparent as Ian's so it flies under the radar)

ok anon whoever you are ily this made me so fucking excited because i have so much to say about this LMAO

idk if i’m taking this too seriously, but ian’s reaction pissed me the fuck off. and what you said about him being protective of his spot was fucking hilarious because that is probable😭😭

i hated how debbie went without support after coming out, and i hate how the fandom sides with ian. ian’s my favorite character but he was 100% in the wrong. yeah, he was doing bad mentally. yeah, debbie has had a lot of phases in the past. but imagine seeking support from your favorite sibling who you figured would understand this, but he simply responds with “no you’re not”. like that’s so shitty don’t even.

and debbie has never had support- ever! she grew up with no support system, and during her pregnancy she had no support except for fucking frank. plus (almost) no support with the house.

and debbie’s whole coming out story is wholesome and beautiful, anon. maybe i’m just going insane and taking everything too seriously because i’m a lesbian, but it was seriously wonderful and one of my favorite things that the writers decided to do in season 9 (because they did a lot of stupid shit that season).

i know that debbie’s lesbianism wasn’t intended from the start, and that it was supposed to be for fiona, but lesbianism really fits debbie’s character and i’m so tired of hearing people call debbie “bi” or “straight going through a phase”. no, she’s a lesbian.

from her relationship with holly, ellie, mandy, really everybody, she was so clearly a lesbian. every piece of advice she recieved it was clear that she wasn’t asking about “how to tell if you like a guy” or “how to have sex with a guy” it was more “why don’t i like guys yet” “teach me how to like guys”

she never liked matty, she liked him being older. she never liked derek, she liked the possibility of being a mother. she never liked neil, she just wanted a house.

or how she knew about how lesbian sex worked in season 1?? like that’s so out of pocket for an ten/eleven year old girl to be saying (and something that i, a lesbian, would’ve said at that age😭), or getting bullied and being called a “lesbo” as a kid for staring at the pretty girls??

sorry i’m getting off topic

i also totally believe debbie has some sort of mental illness. specifically a personality disorder or something like that.

many people believe she has bpd (borderline personality disorder), and i don’t have it so i’m not one to talk, but it does fit her. idk.

also some people headcanon her as autistic and the evidence i’ve seen for that checks out.

i dunno man she’s got something and i wish we got to learn more about debbie regarding her mentality.

[nellietrelawney]

hi this is super random but i just wanted to say i love your blog and i love your fics so much. ok have a good day ily

Hi anon!!! Thank you so much, this made my whole night!!! Feel free to message me anytime if you wanna chat about fandom stuff! 🥰

[iamred-iamyellow]

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♥ pairing: mark webber x fernando alonso x fem!singer!reader (+ some platonic grid)

♥ synopsis: something that may shock a new f1 fan is the way the grid absolutely fanboys over you. who could be surprised though? everyone is a y/n fan. even when they say they're not, they are. this proves to be true when rumors of you dating a driver spread around the paddock

♥ smau (crack) - fc: taylor swift - none of the pictures are mine

♥ warnings: swearing and suggestive jokes !!!

♥ a/n: to the anon that requested this ily sm. I've been working on this for days and lowkey love it lmao. I also just realized how many singer!reader smaus I've made so I hope ya'll are enjoying them lmao (btw this follows an imaginary timeline so the dates for albums will be different than irl)

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theindustryupdates Y/n L/n performing 'Vigilante Shit' on the opening night of her tour !!!

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user6 MOTHER IS MO 👏 THER 👏 ING

user1 she ate I fear

user13 I love that this is a fan account but it's followed by all her friends and half the f1 grid

user4 dylan in the likes

user9 @/user4 I still don't know where he comes in with drums in snow on the beach but 😭

user5 go girl give us nothing

user8 "they say looks can kill and I might try" she kept that promise

user2 4+4 = ATE

user7 I'm obsessed with her

user12 george in the likes

user10 I bet he’s trying to get tickets as we speak

user14 ok but are we gonna talk about brina and gracie headlining ???

user15 guys I’m still SOBBING to the great war

user12 its so brocedes coded

user15 @/user12 SO TRUE !!!

user22 queen shit

-Finish The Lyrics: McLaren Video-

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alexandrasaintmleux feeling pretty at eras

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charles_leclerc THE prettiest

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user6 no bc how is her dress purple and silver at the same time

user1 YOUR DRESS 😍

user10 who’s gonna eras tour double date with me

oscarpiastri @/landonorris volunteers as tribute

user2 she’s so enchanted coded

danielricciardo I'm jealous

user8 how is she so gorgeous

user4 "I go back to wanting dudes who give nothing" CHARLES PUT IN SOME EFFORT 🗣

user7 FRRR its giving Hailey and Justin

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yourusername Here to bring 'Speak Now' to the Eras tour 💜! I'm so glad to have this album back and I am incredibly excited to show you all my six new vault tracks. Thank you to @/jackantanoff @/paramore and @/falloutboy for your collaboration with me. I hope you all enjoy!

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yelyahwilliams thank YOU for inviting us out <3 we'll see you at the launch party

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falloutboy honored to work with you

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user8 guys I'm not sure I can live through dear john again 😔

user7 real 😭

user13 I wonder who her team is gonna invite to the launch

user2 I hope loscar gets to go

yn.nation 👀

user2 @/yn.nation is this foreshadowing

user5 begging someone to pull out their tiktok live during this 🙏

user10 wouldn't be the craziest shit I've seen on a live tbh

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yn.nation thank you to everyone who showed up to the launch party! it means so much to us that you took time out of your day to celebrate with the team. here's some special guests we saw today <3

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user1 EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP THE GRID IS AT THE SPEAK NOW LAUNCH PARTY

user9 THIS IS NOT A DRILL THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL

user3 I'm gonna need a landolog as soon as possible

user7 hear me out y/n x fernando

user13 why- why do I see it?

user2 NAH 💀

user15 BAHHAHA

user11 new crack ship

user16 out of all the f1 ships this is certainly one of them

user22 all my worlds are colliding

user14 sabrina and gracie ?!?!?

user10 new favorite nando pic

user6 im literally obsessed with him 😭

user4 OK YES all my favorite people are there but are we gonna talk about the vault tracks???

user8 foolish one 🛐

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-2023 Azerbaijan Grand Prix-

“Fernando Alonso has just gone fourth fastest. He's driving like a… well he's driving like a getaway car.”

Martin and Crofty giggled throughout the entirety of FP1, constantly making references to your songs. The two, along with the entire stadium that day, could only think about one thing: the Fernando Alonso Dating Rumors. This wasn't just a couple of jokes in the comments of your posts, no no no. It had made its rounds on all sorts of gossip pages and was all anyone could talk about.

The allusions to the rumors continued as Fernando completed a flying lap.

“Maybe that’s Alonso's style, maybe at the end they’ll say... would’ve could’ve should’ve; and maybe I’ll stop the Y/n L/n references at some stage.” 

It was safe to say no one would be shutting up about this anytime soon.

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aussiegrit life lately

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jensonbutton you still go to bars? aren't you like 80

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aussiegrit 🖕

oscarpiastri and you didn't even include me in your monthly photos wrapped

landonorris yea get in line

user9 who's the girl 😭

user4 I'm so jealous of her omg

user7 am I tweaking or is y/n just casually talking to the drivers now

user13 no yea she definitely created a new timeline branch

user2 fernando in the likes.

user3 welcome back webbonso

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aussiegrit @/maxverstappen1 so when's the playdate with jimmy and sassy?

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charles_leclerc can leo come too?

maxverstappen1 no ❤️

user7 the soft launch !?

oscarpiastri I taught him that

user13 guys that is 100% y/n in the second photo.

user1 the other pictures are literally her cats

user8 @/fernandoalo_oficial come get your girl

user3 @/fernandoalo_oficial come get your man!!!

user4 were all being unreasonably calm over the fact that @/yourusername IS DATING MARK WEBBER.

-December 2023-

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jackantanoff working on something special

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user2 jack what does this mean

user2 JACK WTF DOES THIS MEAN

user5 not mark and fernando fighting over her

user7 I would be too tbh

user3 they're so real for that

oliviarodrigo so excited

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jensonbutton do I get invited to the launch party this time or will you forget about me again

yourusername aww jenson

yourusername I'll always forget about you 🥰

user8 I love their dynamic

user10 she's keeping us FED

georgerussell63 I'm sat

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fernandoalo_oficial mi amors @/yourusername @/aussiegrit

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yourusername te amo ❤️

aussiegrit love you

jensonbutton do you need a fourth?

user7 sorry guys I pretty much just passed out

user13 DID YOU ALL SEE JENSONS DELETED COMMENT 💀

user9 SCREAM

user10 THIS CANT BE REAL

user1 mark and fernando!? THATS THE DREAM. user5 there’s so much to unpack here 😭

lilyzneimer see you soon <3

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[haloswrld]

15, 16, 34, 53!!!

hope u have a good day lol ♡

omg thank you anon, have nice day too! ily.

answering to this.

15: Have any pets?

i don’t have a pet and unfortunately ever had one. my parents were just never animal people and never allowed for it when i did suggest it as a child. this however isn’t going to stop me from getting one later on and i know i want a cat.

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

currently i’m feeling really good actually compared to recent weeks. i got really sick like 2 weeks ago and have been feeling so uncomfortable in my body ever since even after recovering + finals and post-semester depression. but I’ve been feeling good this whole week and getting up to do the things i planned to do over break. overall 8/10!

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

ok this is so whack and crazy but hang on. i was taking care of this baby— i don’t even remember how he looked but at some point he fell asleep and i was like ‘oh let’s go to bed now’, so i start heading toward the garage (cause that’s apparently where i live??) and so i open the door that leads to the garage with the baby in my hands and the door that leads to outside is wide open and oh and it’s night and there are these men and their basically ransacking the cars. i just stand there and like 👀 until I realize what’s going on and I slammed the door and made sure to lock it. idk what I was thinking but at some point I open it again to confront them—ballsy much??? and then you know how in dreams things just change and morph into other things and you don’t even question it? that’s basically what happened to the child and he ends becoming a dog and chasing the thieves and i’m encouraging it like “go get emm!”. basically they end up getting away and I’m like ‘oh well.’ later that day i’m like ‘hey dad some guys were going through your car if you want to know.” And I get scolded— like my dad doesn’t really care that people were breaking into the car he was more upset that i encouraged our dog to chase them ( like that wasn’t a child and they didn’t deserve that??) but I’m just like ‘oh okay.’ then later later, idk how much time passed, one of the thieves actually comes back and repents????? basically goes through this whole redemptions arc and my parents are welcoming him and recruiting like ‘yes yes everyone makes mistakes, don’t worry’ and inviting him over and shit. the end.

—i dreamed this like 4 days ago and it’s whole movie plot literally.

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

why, the healthy practice of scrolling through Instagram.

[mummer]

hellooooooo smart person!!! i have two asoiaf questions to ask you. so i was reading adwd, the chapter with ellaria sand making her big speech (can i take the skull to bed with me, to give me comfort in the night?) which was literally one of the best monologues ever. but i think it frames justice in a bitter, bloodthirsty manner. the martells are completely understandably pissed off by the lannisters, is george saying in this instance, even though vengeance is good (emotionally), it’ll screw everyone over? and does this apply to the starks/boltons too? we have so many good speeches on war and justice: broken man, this one, bathe in bolton blood, the mummer’s farce is almost over, etc. but they do conflict. is that the point? justice is better not pursued? or needs to be thought out?

ALSO. your vibe is that you’re a theon enjoyer. so i was wondering where his story is. it’s about identity, yes? but who is he? he’s not a greyjoy, i don’t think, he seems so disconnected from that violent culture, but he’s no stark. i think he wants a family, but the north will never accept him as a stark. so what’s theon’s purpose? i’m so sorry for talking so much but i always love your answers

ok ok ok. anon ily. i might answer the theon one in a separate post if i have time; im gonna try to be as brief as possible but i am gonna put this under a readmore because you touched on uhhh probably the central question of the whole series lol! in fact you could probably write a phd thesis about violence and justice in asoiaf lol, but lets see if i can boil it down quickly maybe not clickbait???? (i lied, this got egregiously long)

ok ok ok some disclaimers up front. I personally am probably a bigger pacifist than most people lol, so this may colour my take somewhat. secondly spoilers but my answer is that i dont think the series actually has a solid answer to the question of retribution/vengeance. my favourite kinds of art are pieces that ask questions that can't be answered. and: is violence ever acceptable? can it be used as a means to a good/just end? <- is like, a hugely unsettled matter in the entire human experience. this is a question we all ask ourselves at some point. it's even more complicated and tangled in real life! is the death penalty ever okay? how can we wage just wars? how do we protest subversively? can people be rehabilitated? even: can we change? that's what politics are all about! the q of violence is something i am constantly thinking about and am still unsure of my answers! most people are!

what asoiaf does so well is pick at the idea of violence in about a hundred different ways and though a hundred different lenses. not all violences are equal! of course not! it is very clear about this, as well as that said violence is not always physical, is most often institutional. and justice.... well justice is completely incoherent in this world!!! the first chapter opens with the protagonist executing a man we as readers KNOW did nothing morally wrong! the thing with asoiaf is that there is always an added nuance to challenge you when you think you've made up your mind. someone shows a glimmer of humanity, or else descends into unexpected cruelty, or else complicates the narrative. there is always a 'but'.

for example: take robb's war for ned. he is trying to avenge his father, save his sister. okay, that's noble. that's just. you want to root for that. BUT: their warpath endangers hundreds of thousands of smallfolk, not to mention the thousands of innocents in their armies forced to fight one another and die for the sake of one man. how could that be worth it? BUT: tywin's army was desolating the riverlands anyway, so wouldnt it be a net good to defeat them? BUT: protecting smallfolk was never their priority; their 'justice' is only for the highborn; politically, an independent north would probably not be any better or worse for the peasantry. a tree of hanging women who lay with lions. "the north remembers", when it's first used on page, is not a joyous rally; it's robb reflecting bitterly that harrion karstark cannot openly forgive him for killing rickard, or risk losing face. rickard, who was killed for killing lannisters, because the lannisters killed his sons-- because robb waged war, because the lannisters killed ned! a poisoned cycle that can't end, an ideology defined by war, remembrance and loyalty as its own sort of sickness.

the thing about violence as justice in asoiaf is that it is never portrayed as revelatory. it's not... like... cool lol. did tywin deserve to die? idk, maybe. but this does not lift a weight off tyrion's shoulders. it doesn't feel like he won. this is something all characters must bear and grapple with. arya in particular is rich with this and that could be its own essay ofc. at its simplest, though, we have sandor. he killed her friend. a child. do child-murderers deserve to die? a lot of people in the world would say yes. but when he is at her mercy, when he is literally begging for her to kill him, she can't. it's too much. when dany orders the disembowlment of the slavers, she questions the choice internally. does torture have utility, here? what is it worth? ("But later, when she passed the men dying on the posts, when she heard their moans and smelled their bowels and blood... Dany put the glass aside, frowning. It was just. It was. I did it for the children.") again, i dont think the narrative has a straight or easy answer, which is why she's asking at all! if these answers were easy there wouldnt be a book. or things like jon's babyswap, which i consider its own kind of violence— but it is born from an unflinching desire to avoid worse violence. so... can it be just, then? theon murders the miller's boys. little kids. does he deserve to be punished? yeah, right? but then we are confronted with reek, and the empathy in the reader flinches, says: nooooo not like that!!!! and then feels bad for ever thinking it! so if he can change, did he ever deserve to die? when joffrey dies-- joffrey!!!-- there is very little catharsis to be found. ("He has Jaime's eyes. Only he had never seen Jaime look so scared. The boy's only thirteen.") the prose focuses on his purple face, his futile desperation to breathe. the way he looks like a child, because he is.

and then there are all the logistical, logical ends that need to be dealt with when seeking retribution. you got back at someone: great. now their family or allies or loved ones will get back at you, and on and on it will go forever until no one remembers the original injustice (see: the brackens and the blackwoods). now there is a power vacuum, or a counterrevolution, now the crops have burned and everyone is starving, now there are orphans. so... was it worth it? this is generally never the intent, but none of this can be sidestepped, either. a large point: no matter how justified in war you may feel, these consequences must still be borne. whether they are worth it in the end is your decision to make.

so we come to ellaria, with no clearer answer than what we started with. and i agree, it's one of my favourite quotes too. the endless question of: what do we do with what has been done to us? the violence has already been done, there is no way to bring someone back, there is no retribution. the victims are dead and so is their killer. and yet it is a hollow justice, because nothing has changed. women like elia are still bartered as political pawns and discarded. again, there is no coherent justice in westeros. it is only by chance that gregor died anyway. the systems of power are still functioning, and the aberration of that is felt. the sand snakes are grieving, but they are grieving the only way they know how. oberyn walked past obara's weeping mother when she picked up a spear. the only language in westeros is violence, the only power in blood. well, it's better than being powerless, right? .....right?

there is no good option. doran picks a side, having agonized over it for decades. this was not easy for him! the martells are understandably pissed off by the lannisters— of course— but... who is left to seek justice from? tywin is dead. robert is dead. aerys and rhaegar are dead. gregor is dead. amory lorch is dead. they could war against/kill cersei... i guess. jaime, maybe? myrcella? tommen? great, what would be the point? will their deaths feel good, emotionally, to the martells? or will they just feel hollow, like so many scenes of retribution in the series?

so i might favour ellaria's vision-- peace and submission, anything just to survive, to avoid hurting people. but this has its own very very obvious problems! pacifism is not a get out of jail free card lmao! "war will come, whether we wish it or not," obara says. it's highly possible this move would be seen as a sign of "weakness", and would only invite worse violences from the ruling power. again— the misery of this world is systemic, not individual. that's what feudalism is. that's what power is. it requires violence to maintain. but violence is also almost always required to challenge or protest it. so, ok. fuck. fuck! how can a world like this be borne? and how can we change it?

god i wish i knew!!!!!! — george rr. martin, 2011

[lovelettersforthedamned]

i’ll love you FOREVER if you give us more hockey!peter. (i already love you forever but shhhhhh) maybe he gets in a fight on the ice and just gets super cocky bc he knows reader thinks he looks super hot? anyways 🥰

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✰ college!hockey!peter parker x f!reader

✰ word count: 0.6k

✰ summary: peter's fights on the ice are a spectacle for all, even you (and he notices).

✰ warnings: mentions of blood and fighting, a few kisses, fluff omg.

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main m.list ⋆ peter parker m.list

not my gif, credit to the owner :)

Your heart pounded as soon as you saw Peter throw down his gloves, then he raised his fists, ready to strike. The crowd loved a good fight, they took to their feet and roared. You stood as well, unable to peel your eyes away from Peter, now waiting for the best moment to swing his fist. 

Hockey fights were always brutal, especially when it came to Peter. He carried a lot of anger in his form, it showed in his punches. His opponents usually fell to the ice after the second hit, their noses or teeth bloody. So, as soon as Peter reaches for the collar of the poor boy in front of him, you knew you were in for a quick yet rough fight. 

Within the first punch, the other player’s helmet flew off of him, leaving him vulnerable. I guess he realized the strength Peter could carry, so he quickly punched him back, socking him in the mouth, the only exposed part of his helmet. You might’ve been hallucinating, but you swore you saw Peter grin at the pain, which made your knees weak. 

The brawl quickly ended when Peter took the player to the ice, causing the referees to split them apart. Peter picked up his gloves, straightened out his helmet, and spit out the blood from his mouth. He looks up towards your direction, searching for your face before flashing you a great big smile, showing off his now-stained teeth. You shake your head at his cockiness, trying to hide your grin. 

The game ends in another win and also ends with you meeting Peter outside the locker room, just like usual. “You know,” you start as he walks up to you, a stupid sly smirk on his face, “if you start another fight like that tomorrow night, you’ll get more than a trip to the penalty box.”

He wraps his arm around your waist, keeping your eyes locked with his, “As if you wouldn’t beg to see me in another fight tomorrow.” He knows he caught you, he felt you tense in his hold. 

You’re flustered, you try to cover it up with a cough before asking, “And what makes you think that?” 

Peter leans down and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, then your cheek, and finally one on your lips. “I saw how you looked at me when I looked for you in the stands. Sure, you were shaking your head in disapproval, but your eyes…oh your eyes,” he looks into your eyes like he was almost searching for something in them, “they give you away, honey.” 

Shoving him away, you begin to walk away from him before you feel him tug you back. You huff before he reaches into his duffel bag and pulls out a bouquet of roses. “What are these for Peter?” A hint of curiosity makes your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

“What,” he smiles, “I can’t get a pretty girl flowers?” 

You take the bouquet from him and smell the sweet petals. Looking back at him, you sigh, “Oh, you can. Am I making you soft, Parker?” You can’t help but tease him, his blatant kindness feels weird after you two have been teasing each other for months. 

“Yeah, you wish,” he grabs you by your thighs and flings you over your shoulder, eliciting a giggle from you, now upside down. 

✰ author's note: i have heard everyone's cries for more hockey peter and here i am. because i couldn't resist. my two worlds colliding and i love it. thank you anon for the ask!! if you want to send one in, my ask box is open!! don't forget to like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed!! ok, ily bye!!

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Jealous // Eddie munson x gn!reader

tysm dearest anon!! <3 ok, I lied I said I wouldn't bombard yall with fics but I'm a liar <3 ily bae Pairing: Eddie Munson X gn!Reader Warnings: suggestive Fluff? swearing Words: 446 AU: no upside down etc, Eddie lives not proofread

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you watch with dark eyes as Eddie moves across the stage, swaying his hips and singing, his hands gliding up and down the guitar, his rings glimmering in the lights, you can't help but feel the jealousy pull at your insides as you watch all the girls thinking of him the same way, stupid bimbos, twirling their hair and giving him puppy dog eyes.

they were floozies, they didn't care about the music or the band, all they cared about was getting In your boyfriend's pants, it made you sick to your stomach, you knew Eddie would never cheat, but it still made you question your self-worth a bit.

"This will be our last song!" Eddie shouts into the microphone, his clouded eyes falling upon you, they fill with concern as he watched your body behaviour, he could tell you were upset by something, it totally threw him off, he glances around before starting to play his guitar, opening for the next song. you decide that you can't watch anymore and run to grab another drink, cracking it open, you drink the cold gross tasting liquid, sighing making your way back to where you were once standing, making eye contact with Eddie as he finishes the last song of the night

"thank you!" he places his guitar down, before sliding off stage, pushing through the very small crowd of girls in front of you, all of them hollering stupid shit like "hey Eddie!" "looking good Eddie!" obviously trying to flatter him and of course, get into his pants

you hiss through your teeth as your chest was basically pressed against his, he looks at you with concerned eyes. "what's wrong there babe?" you avoid eye contact, Eddie hears laughing behind him and he turns to see the group of girls laughing, a short blonde one wearing more makeup than kiss was waving at him

"I see baby, you matter more to me than these girls." he grabs your chin forcing you to look at him "I love you."

he crashes his lips into yours as soon as the sentence falls from his skilled tongue, he pulls you closer as you wrap your arms around his neck, moaning into the kiss, he swiped his tongue against your bottom lip trying to get you to allow him access, playfully, you denied him with a hum, aggravated, he growls and grabs your hip harshly, you let out a mini moan causing your lips to part and eddies tongue to slide in, his tongue explores your mouth, moaning at the taste of beer and cigarettes

eddie pulls away out of breath. "Never forget, you're my only fuckin one, y/n."

[harufluff]

Hi! I’m not sure if you’re taking requests, but could I request…

It’s the middle of the night and you and Sunghoon are bored laying on his bed so he suggest going to the park and playing at the playground but then one of the maknaes asks to join but hoon gets jealous because he wants to spend time with you?

Thank you ❤️

♪°○「 late night park trip 」○°♪

warnings - none! just sad hoonie :((

genre - fluff and angst, bf!sunghoon x gender neutral reader

requested - yep! thanks anon! requests are open!

a/n - so. cute. idk how you came up with this but i’m doing it no question. i hope this is ok anon! ily! (also fyi i’m working on requests right now. i’ll post them soon!)

laying in bed is the only posible option when your bored, right? well regardless if it isn’t that’s what you’re doing with your boyfriend. almost 11 o’clock at night, still brain storming what to do to spend some time together before you have to go back home.

your head in his chest, arm around his torso tightly and his hand playing with your hair.

“uhh…we could…go to the grocery store?” you offered.

“nope. jungwon and jay went to the store yesterday. we don’t need anything.”

“we could…make a cake?”

“at 11 o’clock? nuh uh.” he shook his head.

“are you just gonna keep shooting my ideas down or are you gonna come up with one yourself”. you looked up at him and glared.

“sorry sorry”. he looked down at you and sweetly kissed your forehead.

“OH I GOT IT!!” you sat up with wide eyes. sunghoon was confused at your sudden remark, so he sat up with you.

“what’s your idea?” he asked putting his hand on your thigh.

“let’s go to the park!” your eyes lit up as you looked at him. he could feel his face heat up at your sudden excitement.

“wait that’s a great idea!” his eye lit up with yours.

for the next thirty minutes you spent preparing for the park. he got his jacket, took one of jungwons jackets because they are smaller for you. you grabbed a bag and stuffed it almost full with snacks for the both of you and finally a picnic blanket.

while sunghoon was sneaking in jungwon closet he felt someone come behind him. thinking it was you, he didn’t stop.

“hyung what are you doing with my jackets?”

“h-huh? oh jungwon. nothing just letting y/n borrow one”.

“why? where are you going? and why do you need my jacket?”. jungwon asked.

“uh. the park. just to hang out together and stuff”. just at that moment you came around the corner to check on him.

”sunghoon? you got everything?- oh hi jungwon. sorry did we wake you up?” you asked worried. jungwon was about to answer when you head a voice from around the corner where you just were.

“did i hear you guys are going to the park? can we come?” riki says as if you just offered to go to disney land. “yea sure! we’d like that!”

sunghoon glared at jungwon and riki as if telling them to back off, but did they or you notice. sadly not.

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you finally made it to the park with sunghoon, riki, jungwon, a bag full of stuff, and yourself. you were messing around with jungwon and riki acting like the kids you are.

riki would say something, you and jungwon would laugh, and so on. and while all that happened sunghoon hung back behind you carrying everything down to the car. you all drove in one car, again, sunghoon driving and the three of you in the back, all the stuff in the shotgun, sunghoons mood still not changing.

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ahh finally at the park. you set up everything, trying to navigate while it’s basically the middle of the night. the whole night you had been picking up on your boyfriends weird behavior although he though otherwise. when everything was set up, he sat down on a public park bench and watched riki and jungwon play.

“hoon”. he hears from the right side of him.

“babe are you ok? you’re acting kind of distant”.

he looked at you and his eyes softened. “yea yea i’m fine. i just…actually never mind.”.

you looked at him with puppy eyes, knowing what they did to him. “oh stop looking at me like that.” you smiled “i just…i wanted it to just be us tonight.”. “awww hoon. you’re adorable”.

you sat down next to him and placed your hand on his thigh. you looked at him with a smile, but he still didn’t make eye contact with you. you leaned up and kissed his jaw. that got his attention. he looked at you and saw all the love in your eyes. he kissed you lips sweetly.

“let’s hand out ALL day tomorrow. ok? just you and me, a bowl of popcorn, and a movie. deal?”.

“deal”

“i love you, ok?”

“yea. i love you too.”

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Hi Thalassa! Chance anon here! Thank you for the FANTASTIC Blitzwing content! (The Starscream bit was both hilarious AND perfectly in character for Random!). You’re amazing and I hope you feel appreciated! On another note, could we maybe get some headcanons for transformers prime Starscream and/or the Horned King figuring out that they have a crush on the human reader too, please? Thank you for your time!

Chance anon you're very welcome! Hard to not to feel appreciated with such kind words! :D

You absolutely can get this it's not like I think about exactly this sort of stuff on the daily or anything ahahaah MY BOYS ILY

I'll do the Horned King at a later date, Starscream needs some love.

TFP Starscream x Reader

Starscream is self centered and extremely one track minded, if it's not to do with killing Megatron or proving he's the more competant leader then he's not really going to register it as important.

Meaning the process from meeting you to realising he has feelings is taking the sceneic route ok it's going to take him a WHILE.

Doubly RIP becuase as a human you're not even going to register as worth his time, at least initially.

I'm going to assume Megatron has decided in his space-crack induced haze that as Optimus gets three humans he should at least get one and has yoinked you off the face of the Earth to prove a point to his Ex and ostinably use you as bargaining bait. C'est la vie.

To make matters more insulting he's handed you off to Starscream for 'care'. Starscream is furious at his downgrade to babysitter and you're not particularly jazzed that the 30ft robot made of knives and stiletto heels isn't exactly keeping his wits about where he STANDS you've had to run out from under his pacing like four times already on day one.

What Starscream does appreciate, once he's had time to cool down, is that he now has a captive audience to rant to.

It's a lot of screeching and snideness to withstand without a goddamn clue what he's mad about at first. Unfortunately nothing he rants about is enough info for you to escape with, but you live in hope and Soundwave stopped by to sneak you some earplugs about two months in to your eternal gratitude.

The first time he staggers into his quarters - where're you've been kept for 'security reasons' - battered, bleeding and with a wing half torn off, you're stunned silent. He doesn't seem to register your presence, instead twisting himself thouh the doorway with a snarl, the remaining wing high and trembling with effort.

It's obvious that this damage isn't autobot induced. You'd heard of Megatron's tendency to beat his second senseless as stress relief, and while you'd laughed about it as revenge for his shitty attitude previously, the reality stikes you sharply and uncomfortably under the ribs. Starscreams viceral hatred of his leader doesn't seem quite so comedic anymore.

You can't really change anything, but from then on you listen properly when Starscream complains, dropping a genuine query or comment here and there. The surprise in his crimson optics when you contribute the first time stays with you into the wee hours of the night.

He starts being nicer...for him. No longer do you have to worry about being manhandled or crushed, and sustenance is no longer brought with an eye roll about you being an inferior species. He even starts asking about the flight capable creatures from where you lived, clearly his love of flight transcending the species barrier as he listens to you talk about birds, bats and insects from your home life.

You can't help but grow an appreciation for the Air Commander's acerbic humour and turn of phrase. Starscream is the king of sassy scarcasm - you about made him trip over air when you cracked up over a snip at Shockwave, and in doing so you missed the giddy half smile on the commanders own faceplate watching you crack up.

As with all good things, it must come to an end. The autobots stage a rescue, and you're whisked away in the fist of an unstoppable Arcee, just able to catch a glimpse of Starscream fending off Bumblebee before the groundbridge cuts you off.

Megatron is furious that he got shown up by Optimus (Again) and took it out on Starscream (again) and now...now his quarters are empty, and cold, and quiet.

He sits in the dark, looking helplessly at the empty spot on his desk where you would sit and swing your legs while speaking with him and feels...hollow. You had become a bright spot on the Nemesis right under his nasal ridge, and he's let you slip through his claws before he even realised what exactly he was losing.

He rakes his claws through the wall plating with a roar of frustration. The sparks flare under his optics like tiny supernovas, and he turns to the console with a sneer.

Spite has fuelled Starscream for over four million years. It's pushed him though battlefronts, grief, abuse and the very limits of his own frame, all in the name of survival and, eventually, victory.

Now? Now, it's going to get you back.

Come hell or high water.