#bcz my mom loves it and i love my mom

[transbee]

I'm seeing wicked w my mom and my sister and I do NAWWTT. give a fuck about ittt T_T it's SO long and I don't caaare

[koka-mi]

IT'S THE WEEKEND LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[dollking081]

Greg (banana for scale)

woah,,, the average Greg is about 2.5 bananas long (not counting tail)

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help

what is happening, last week it went up to 28 degrees celsius (thats like canada summer weather which is like florida autumn weather ig) and this week its suppose to snow, wth?

[postm0rt3m]

happy thanksgiving everyone!

just a lil fluff thanksgiving bf!simon post bcz i just sobbed my heart out over the most absolutely devastatingly beautiful angst story i’ve ever read (through statics, give it a read!) and if i keep thinking about it i’m going to actually spiral

not proofread so :P

(i said this then made myself cry again writing this bffr. this also ended up way longer than i meant for it to so lol!)

“simon?”

“…baby?”

“simon theodore! are you even listening to-“

simon suddenly snaps back out of his thoughts at the stern tone in your voice, letting out a small grunt as if saying “yes i was” but in reality.. he wasn’t. he was too far gone in his absolutely harrowing thoughts, because today is the day.

the day he’s having thanksgiving dinner with your family. i repeat, simon “ghost” riley is currently on his way to eat turkey and stuffing and pumpkin pie with his girlfriend’s family. sound the alarms!

don’t get me wrong, he’s met some of your family before. your parents, your siblings. but.. your entire family is going to be here. moms side, dads side, aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins. oh god.

this man has been through war and back. literally. yet, he feels as anxious as he did the first day he joined the army, just thinking about the events that are about to go down. he’s literally trembling. terrified to lift his hands from the death grip he has on the steering wheel because he knows you’ll get that same teasing sympathetic look on your face as you always do.

he finally clears his throat, breaking his deadpan stare out the windshield to glance over at you for a moment, which brings him a little comfort. just the sight of you, really, could relax every tense muscle in his body.

“yeah, yeah, ‘m listenin’. said sumn about.. ham..?”

you look over when you feel his gaze on his, that same smile he was just trying to prevent spreading across your face. holding back a laugh from the random mention of ham, you place your left hand on his meaty thigh, giving it a soft squeeze.

“…no. are you okay? i promise they’re gonna love you, si. seriously.”

you know, of course, about your boyfriend’s past. his alcoholic of a father, the absence of his mother, the way he buried himself with work and an early grave in an attempt to forget it all. every time you think about it, your heart squeezes. because his pain is your pain, and it hurts you so deeply its as if it happened to you. plus, your man doesn’t deserve all that weight on his shoulders!

so, you’re kind. loving. forgiving. you never hold his mistakes over his head, knowing it happened so many times in his childhood. you’ve been together not even a year, yet, you know. you know he’s the one that you’ll marry, the one who’s children you’ll have running around your big white suburban house. and he knows it too. which is why he agreed to this!

he gives another grunt after he mulls over your question, because, really, is he okay? he’s not sure himself, at this point.

“i.. ‘m fine. lets just get this over with.”

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once you actually arrive, you’re.. not sure if simon is still breathing in his seat. neither is he. his hands are still placed firmly on the steering wheel and his feet on the pedals, even though he already turned the car off. five minutes ago.

“baby. take a deep breath in,”

you begin, your smile falling as you realize he’s actually terrified. this is probably the first thanksgiving dinner he’s ever been to. and with his future family? he just wants the world to open up and swallow him whole already.

but, he obliges, taking a sharp inhale in, holding it, then letting it out when you say. it actually does relax his muscles a little, but not his nerves. no, they’re so far gone he thinks they won’t be relaxed for the next five years.

“then out. you’re okay. everything will be okay. i promise, they’ll love you. worst case scenario, we leave and get chinese.”

he looks over at you, his gaze still as intense as ever, but you can see the utter fear and nerves swirling around behind his brown eyes. you let out a small sigh, leaning over the center console to place a soft kiss on his stubbly cheek.

“lets go in. we can come back out if its too much, okay?”

he nods, swallowing so hard he thinks he might’ve swallowed his own tongue. his grip on the steering wheel finally releases as he exits the car, the crisp november air instantly hitting his face and the white t-shirt & blue jeans that took him two hours to pick out.

he rounds the front of the black pickup truck, opening your door and taking your hand as you slide down out of the passenger seat.

as you two walk up to the front door of your mother and father’s home, his grip on your hand tightens more and more with each step. you place another reassuring peck on his arm, which loosens it just a little. just a little.

you make it to the front door, and oh my god simon thinks he’s going to pass out. he’s trying to keep it together, but staring through the foggy glass of the door, seeing the bustling of your family inside, he thinks he might hurl.

“oh — you must be the famous simon we hear so much about! her mom never shuts up about you!”

one of your aunts opens the door, a beaming smile spread across her face as she sees you, then cranes her neck up to look at your brute of a boyfriend. you can see the shock on her face for a split second, although she doesn’t dwell on it. but simon does.

why did she look at me like that? do i have something on my face? bloody hell, i’m gonna throw up everywhere and she’s gonna leave me and-

you cut simon out of his thoughts with a reassuring squeeze to his hand, glancing from him to your aunt. she reaches her hand out, and simon hesitantly meets it, giving it a gentle yet firm shake.

“we’re glad to be here! simon is excited to meet everyone, right, love?”

“yeah. can’t wait.”

you two make your way through the lively house, and simon can’t help but think about how.. domestic it all is.

your siblings and cousins all running around, playing together and weaving in and out of the various rooms. your mom, aunts, and grandmothers gathered in the kitchen, preparing the food and gossiping about their respective partners. your dad, uncles and grandpas laughing heartily over beers and nachos as they watch the ongoing baseball game on the tv.

its something simon has never had the pleasure of experiencing in real life, and something he never thought he’d get to experience.. ever. the reality hits him, so much harder than he’d thought.

that.. this is his life. this is his family. not those people who abandoned him all those years ago. you’re his family. and the thought warms his chest in a way not even you could.

the day flies by, so much faster than simon thought it would. he got to meet everyone, speak with everyone. he even had a beer with your dad. although this may be completely new to him, it instantly felt familiar. felt right. the stability and domesticity he’s craved for so long, and he’s finally got it.

he was nervous the whole time, of course. he still is. but having you there made it all melt all way after a few hours. he stayed by your side the entire time, not wanting to leave you alone, but also not wanting to be alone himself. your reassuring squeezes, your loving pecks to his cheek or arm, they kept him grounded. and he will never be able to re-pay you for such a feat.

when it comes time to eat, everyone is crowded around the living room with heaping plates in hands. your cousins are sprawled on the floor, uncles and aunts sitting in random camping chairs they brought knowing there wouldn’t be enough space for everyone.

simon can’t wait to eat. the fragrant turkey and gravy sitting in his lap, he thinks he will simply die if he doesn’t dig in.

but, one of your aunts mentioned saying grace. something simon doesn’t think he’s done a single time in his life.

everyones heads bow, hands connecting around the room, simon holding yours in his left and your sibling’s in his right as you all squeeze together on the couch.

your mother begins her prayer, giving her thanks for the people, the food, and the house they’re so lucky to be blessed with. simon finds it a little silly as a firm non-believer of any type of religion, but it also squeezes at his heart, because they truly are blessed. he’s blessed.

then, she mentions him.

“and thank you, for bringing such a handsome man into my daughter’s life. we hope for a long, healthy life for the two of them, and hope he doesn’t mind his new crazy family.”

his new crazy family.

you peek your eyes open with the widest grin, glancing over to see if simon is as flushed as you think he is.

but he’s not.

he’s crying.

you can feel his hand slightly trembling, his eyes still clamped shut as the tears roll down his face and his lip pouts out just the slightest. your smile instantly falls, your hand still connected with his as you raise them to wipe at his tears.

you try to be discreet, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention to as you dry his eyes with your sleeve. you can feel your heart doing flips, the fact that he’s so touched that he’s crying making you want to cry yourself.

after they say amen, everyone instantly digs into their plates. except the two of you.

you can’t take your eyes off of simon, and he can’t take his reddened eyes off of you. here, in this moment, you both realize something.

everything you two’ve been through. the lows, the sleepless nights. the highs, nights out on the town until ungodly hours. has lead to this. this connection, this moment.

and, god, neither of you could ask for more. he truly can’t wait to put a ring on your finger.

after a few moments of silent conversation you give him a small smile, and the two of you tune back into the world, digging into your plates and enjoying the presence of your family and each other.

this is his family now. and just like he couldn’t ask for more from you, he couldn’t ask anymore from them. he loves them just as much as he does you.

a few hours later, everyone begins leaving and heading home. thanksgiving is officially over for your household.

you can barely drag simon away from the kitchen, who is stacking a plate the size of his own head with the various dishes strewn across the counter. your mother was absolutely delighted at the fact that he kept going back, for seconds, thirds, then fourths. and now he’s taking the remaining leftovers.

you two make it back out to the truck, him helping you in before the both of you settle in and fasten your seatbelts.

but he doesn’t yet start it. he looks over at you, a content sigh escaping his lips and a smile so warm across his face you think you could melt.

“i love you.”

he simply says, the usual monotone stance in his voice replaced with something else. something warm and sweet, like the soft piece of pumpkin pie in the plate in your lap, neatly covered by a layer of tin foil.

“i love you too, simon. i told you they’d love you.”

you respond, the smile on your own face giddy and almost sickly sweet as you think about everything that just happened, and everything that will happen.

its a little hard for simon to make sense of all these new emotions and flooding feelings as you two make the long drive back home. but one thing he does know, he’s thankful.

thankful for you, thankful for the 5 inch tall plate of food in the backseat, and thankful for your family.

for his family.

[sushisocks]

OH WOW OH WOWWOW WOW!!!!!!

This plays DIRECTLY into so many of my HCs about Darragh it's not even funny. Suffice to say, absolutely incredible!! Love seeing more appreciation for the most underrated background character of the game <3<3<3

Illustrated scenario of young Sean MacGuire and his Da on the ship to Boston. This started off as a simple drawing prompt and it turned into a whole piece that I made way too complicated for my own good. I started wondering what Sean’s dad might look like, so I decided to have him resemble Mick Mellamphy (who played Sean). In game dialogue, we can tell Sean really loved his dad. Which implies that the man, despite his violent history, loved his son. He was no better or worse a man than Arthur and Hosea, which is probably why Sean really seemed to want their approval, even more so than Dutch.

The little pistol in Da’s jacket is a Webley Bulldog pistol, which would have been historically accurate for him to carry in secret. Once again, I did way too much research for this, but it’s RDR2, so it felt appropriate.

[paperdice]

HIIII how are youuu?? Sooo I wanted Golden cheese angst bcz we love angst right? …right? EHEM!!! One shot Mom golden cheese x child reader, the scenery is like when she’s gonna turn off the virtual world, what would she say to her child to calm them down? THABK YOUUU

𝐦𝐨𝐦!𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

"Let's not make much more out of all this, it pains my heart enough."

You could only watch as everything unfolds before your tiny eyes, watching your dough glitch was so uncanny,, What was happening to you and the other cookies? You felt like a harsh waterfall of fears and anxiety was just poured on top of you. Your head was hurting, why was it hurting?

You looked around for golden cheese cookie but your mother was elsewhere with the outsiders, but you didn't know where. Panic was creeping up on your paranoid confused mind with its long claws scraping against hope itself.

"momma?? has anyone seen my ma?? the queen??" you pleaded at your cookies for help but the panic and confusion was also spreading to their minds too.

A small body like yours was easy to miss, and your throat was up against the tight lump of fear which made it difficult to speak any louder than an inside voice. This made you frustrated, puffy red cheeks with tears wanting to roll down on them to finish the saddening piece.

Everything was too much, you just wanted your momma.

Like any child would be under unexplained pressure, you sat and began to cry where you were. You never had to go through anything like this before, nothing was even close to this, you were always pampered and safe. never had you thought to be separated from your mother in such dire time, because she always told you she'll be by your side.

"oh there you are! my poor baby bird.. I'm so sorry..!"

Your mothers voice shined a bright light to the darkness that was holding you in its grasp. Quickly looking up and running towards your mother, arms reaching out for her protection away from the world. Hiccups raided you when attempting to speak but all that came out was babbles and loud whimpering.

"oh no, you.." the distraught in her voice was clear, kneeling down and hugging you like it was the last hug she'll give. Her wings cradled you with its soft feathers,. "wh-whuAH!- is haH-haa-peen-nningggg. .. mommaa pl-leaze.." crying to tell her not to leave you again.

The most painful thing shes ever heard. Her baby trying so hard to talk through their fright after being left alone for how long. Her heart being broken is an understatement, it was stabbed and swollen, trying to stay strong for what's next.

Forcefully shutting her eyes by the time her own tears began to stream down her face. But she can't let you see that, you've been through enough as you proved.

Wiping away her tears with her arm, still holding her child in the other. She needed to do this.

She needed to do this right before shutting down her kingdom, but her heart aches so violently against her.

This was the closest shes gotten to her baby after the kingdoms perished, she doesn't wanna lose you again, she doesn't want to let you go. Losing the real you was the most difficult so she doesn't care that you're virtual because you felt just as real.

She gently holds both your shoulders and looks into your now redden eyes.. "I know there's a lot to explain, but.. I think its better not to uh, dull on it too much. because everything is okay." she smiled and felt bittersweet to speak more when she saw your face gleam as bright as gold, with faith in her words. "My gem, I've noticed how your dough has been getting paler as of late. Have you been getting rest?"

Have I been getting enough rest lately? hmm.

"I don't know, I can't remember.. is it that bad momma?" Worries was heard within your voice, "Nothing serious, just concerned me a little since it doesn't look good on you... How about you get some rest." she felt her brow flinch at the end of the sentence, was this the right way?

"mhm! can we nap together again?" .. "of course we can, anything you want."

A genuine smile was now on her face remembering all the times you two would nap, everytime you wanted to sleep you always invited her to join her. Even at the most uncalled for moments, your obliviousness spoke volumes of your love for your mother.

"I promise to nap with you whenever your small heart desires, no matter how many times you ask I'd do anything to be with you again."

Be with me again? ma's talking funny

"But I'm right here! And your bed is waayyy over there! let's go rest!"

"Yes you're right that's quite the far flight huh? How does sleeping in my arms in the meantime sound? Just like your real freshly baked days"

You don't exactly remember those days of course but you know your mother loved it based on how many times she'd reminisce about the memories. You didn't want to leave her side so you nodded and began to get comfortable, giggling at how goofy you felt. You were too big for this you thought.

"everything will be okay, sleep tight my love, I will wake you up when our morning comes.." tears falling as she saw you close your eyes and smile, "I love you ma." you said nuzzling on her inner arm, not realizing that you were fading away.

"I love you more, so much more.."

hellooo!! I'm doing alright how about you? I hope well, I also hope you like the angst! I had to resharpen my angst writing skills since its been a minute sobsob, thank you for the request and you're welcome! come back again if you're thinking of rolling another <333

[octavia-goetia17]

In mastermind we really saw people, not their actions but their inner self. Lemme explain.

Blitzø: he seems like a hardcore asshole but his employees, are gus family and he will do anything to protect them. Blitzø "realized too late" that people Care about him but still acknowledges that he hasn't always been the best. He still sees himself as undeserving but houses Stolas nonetheless, even washing him and gently kissing him on the forehead. This really contrasts to the seductive bitch Blitz we know (and love).

Stolas: he learns that he is "the master of my fate" and risks everything to be with the one that "walked in my room and like sparks in the dark, everything was suddenly thrilling and new." Stolas knew what he'd lose (to an extent) but wouldn't let Blitzø die to the inequality of hell's hierarchy.

Loona: Loona openly admitted "I love you dad" Loona who usually acts like she doesn't give a damn (and we know this convinced blitz that she didn't live him) cried and looked away when Blitz was about to be KO'd.

Millie: Millie knew wtf was going on and held back her tears 99% of the episode bcz she knew that she had to be there for everyone else emotionally and had to look after the group, for Blitz's sake.

Stella: We always knew she was a bitch but there were people who were like "maybe she's a good mom" HA! TRY AND SAY THAT NOW! Stella doesn't even care for her daughter. She looked down at her tear-filled daughter and smiled.

[spacebaby1]

I SAW YOUR NANAMI POST WKDNEJDNFG I'VE BEEN WAITING I LOVE YOUR WORK.

Can you do a sweet but also angsty one with Nanami where y/n and him had a big fight before Shibuya happens and didn't talk the whole time bcz stubborn pride but also feel very guilty that he left the argument at that. But then Shibuya HAPPENS, and as he thought he was abouta die, she saves him and dies in his place. Idk heheehe

Only if you wanna though (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

Hope you like it! Enjoy💙🫂

Slamming your hands on the table, you stood from your chair, "Darling, don't do that, show me your han -" You cut your husbands sentence short. "I don't want yuji there! You're asking me to take my son away from me!" You yelled at Nanami as he approached you, but you moved away. "It's not what I want! And I will be there with him, you know as much as me that how this is gonna en-"

"No!" You shouted at him, "you leave with yuji to shibuya, and I will never look at you ever again. You're gonna lose me." Nanami felt the frustration building up to him.

"Why are you being difficult? Work with me here!" Now it was Nanami shouting.

"I can't! I can't. You are asking too much of me. You're asking me to send my boy to death. I heard about kenjaku, and what that demon capable of, and you want me to send my boy where they know that kenjaku is? You're fucking crazy!" You shouted and stormed to your room Slamming the door behind you. Nanami sighed falling on the couch, rubbing his face before getting up and grabbing his jacket as he exited the house. Unable to hear the muffled cries of yours behind closed door.

Yuji didn't tell you that he was already in shibuya until you texted him over and over asking him to get home and the moment he told you that he was in shibuya your heart dropped, with shaking hands you looked at the text at the "I love you mom, please take care. I'm sorry" you threw the phone and rushed out of the house.

And just like you thought, the whole shibuya roads were in shambles, shops destroyed, roads broken, fires, and car alarms everywhere. You didn't stop running and yelling for both yuji and Nanami, yet they were nowhere to be found. Finally, you arrived at the station; and it was terrifyingly quiet as you walked around looking everywhere for anyone until you saw in distance someone walking. Whipping your tears, you walked further only to stop as you gasped and your hands finding their way on your lips, tears streamed down your face, "Na-Nanam-" you rushed towards your husbands badly wounded self. The shock in his eyes when he saw you, he dropped his weapon and gathered your face in his hands, "w-what are you doing here? Go home! Go back. Why did you come here?" Nanami asked, tears finding their way in his eyes. You hugged him, crying. "I'm so -"

"Mom!" You heard a scream and turned to find Yuji stumbling his way towards you with a smile and bruised face. You looked at Nanami, then let go to rush towards Yuji, happy to finally hold your boy. You were stopped midway when a curse showed up out of nowhere in front of you, stabbing you in your stomach. Everything felt numb as you fell on the ground and saw both Nanami and Yuji rushing to fight the curse. It was a rather powerful one that managed to knock yuji away, slamming him on the wall while Nanami fought the curse with the strength he had left. Holding onto your bleeding wound, you tried to get up as you noticed Mahito approaching your husband as he wasn't looking. Winching in pain you got up with the curses sharp weapon still stabbed in your stomach you limped your way behind Mahito as now he wasn't able to notice you, you pulled the sharp weapon from your wound screaming in pain, "MAHITO!" He turned around just in time and you stabbed him in the chest, The look of shock Mahito gave away when you stabbed him was equally to when you looked down to notice that Mahito stabbed you in the heart with his sharp cursed weapon. Blood flashed from your lips as you fell on the floor. Nanami rushed towards you, holding you in his arms as you gasped in pain, throwing up blood. You reached your bloody hands and caressed his face, forcing a smile as you tried to speak, "i-i-im s-sor-sorry Ple-ase, Y-Yu-yuji." Yuji got up and saw you in Nanami's arms as he rushed towards you crying and fell beside you, "Mama! Ma! Please h-hold on. SOMEONE HELP! PLEASE ANYONE." You held Yuji's hand in your squeezing it before giving it a kiss, "G-go, l-liv-uhhh." You sighed and closed your eyes. Nanami cried and screamed, holding your bloody body in his arms as Yuji screamed, holding your hand and holding it near his forehead while crying.

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◈A Baby!?◈

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<Tighnari x Reader>

-Fluff

Summary: You two just got married not to long ago but the topic of babies suddenly pop up on one of your conversation and one thing lead to another.

Reader: Female

Warnings: --

A/n: lol im so curious abt tighnari 😭 writing for him bcz he is quickly trying to replace my main and its working🔥🔥

I hope you enjoy~!

✴Masterlist✴

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"Oh my mom? She left after she gave birth to me because they we're to young to have a baby. My dad gave me up for adoption after a month." You sipped your tea.

"Oh im sorry to hear that" Tighnari spoke.

"Welp there's no use crying because of it, i already have a good life going on and i don't want to ruin it." You comforted yourself.

"Mhm yea"

"Do you get.. Baby fever?"

"Baby fever? What do you mean by that?"

"When you find a baby so cute, you feel like you'd explode, thats what i feel every time i see a baby"

"Oh i never felt that before actually, i wonder how will that feel"

..

..

"Do you love me?" You suddenly exclaimed.

"Of course! What kind of question is that?" He laughed.

"Then... "

"If we have a baby, will you take responsibility?" You said suddenly which surprised tighnari.

"Huh? Of course! I didn't marry you just to leave you if you got pregnant! Im your husband, ill take care of you!"

"Promise?" You brought up your pinky finger towards him.

"Promise!" He replied by linking his pinky to yours.

You two smiled before letting go of eachothers hand. You looked out the window, thinking if you should say it or not.

'Should i tell him?'

..

'No that be to weird'

..

'But his your husband! Its normal to ask things like that!'

..

'No you will just embarrass yourself!'

..

'But-'

"Hey, you seem lost, whats on your mind?" Tighnari snapped you out of your thoughts.

"Ha?oh ye.. "

"I want to ask you something but please dont find it weird!"

"Haha sure sure, so whats on yur mind?"

"So like you were a baby rigth?"

"Mhm yea duh"

"So like.. Since babies dont just pop up with a head full of hair.. What did you look like when you were born?"

"Wait what do yu mean?" Tighnari said curiously.

"Did yu get born with four ears?"

"Ha?!"

"Do you like not have hair on your head? Did you look like a stray hairless cat?"

"W-what n-no!"

"But you were bald?"

"O-of course..?"

"But you have ears so hairless cat?"

And the questions continue~

Tighnari being bombarded with questions about his baby look.

"Please stop.. " tighnari said tiredly.

"But you haven't asnwered ny question!"

"Noooooo"

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BUT FR IM CURIOUS, WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE!?

DOES HE LOOK LIKE A HAIRKESS CAT OR SUM!??

HEELPPO OMGOSH

-April 23, 2023

[jackhues]

warm - jack hughes

prompt: "you're cold?" "no? it's super sunny right now-" "take my jacket anyway."

requested by: @lhugh : )

notes: i really liked writing this one, partially bcz i'm in love with jack and his smile atm, and partially bcz it's just really cute. thanks for requesting <3

tags: @woodruff-edwards <3

gif not mine!

you took a bite of your food, laughing to yourself as jack recounted some old story. 

the two of you were at a local pizzeria in new jersey, enjoying a lunch date since you didn’t have a formal one in quite a while. with the devils being on a long road trip for the past week and your exams taking place right before that… the two of you had been quite busy.

“okay, but did he not read the damn label?” you laughed.

“you know luke,” jack shrugged, laughing lightly. “he relies on mom so much, when she told him the mosquito repellent was on the counter, he didn’t think to read the bottle.”

“and he sprayed insecticide on himself?!” you shook your head to yourself, “one bottle said ‘off’, and the other said ‘raid’. it’s not that hard. and, if we’re being honest here, i expect that more from you than from him.”

“hey!” he protested.

you raised your hands in defence, “be honest with yourself, j.”

he sighed, shaking his head, “yeah… you’re right.”

the two of you laughed, recounting stories from the years you’d known each other. it was a fun day, spent enjoying each other's company more than anything.

after lunch, you headed over to a small cafe, grabbing a coffee and muffin for yourself. jack ordered the same, along with some scones. you looked around the cafe, the one where the two of you had met. 

a small smile made its way to your face as you remembered the day. feeling jack’s eyes on you, you turned towards him.

smiling self-consciously, you asked, “what?”

“nothing,” he shook his head, a soft smile on his face.

safe to say, the ‘nothing’ did not make you any less self-conscious.

“what?” you asked again, kicking him under the table.

“ow!” he grabbed his leg, even though you hadn’t kicked him hard. he was just being dramatic to try and avoid answering the question. at your narrowed eyes, he shrugged to himself. “it’s nothing, i told you.”

“you keep looking at me like… like… i don’t know!” you raised your hands in defeat. “you just keep smiling and looking at me, and it’s starting to scare me.”

“wow, i didn’t know i wasn’t allowed to smile at girlfriend,” he rolled his eyes lightly.

“obviously you're allowed, but you can at least tell me why,” you said. “i mean, it’s making me nervous.”

“it’s funny, because there’s literally no reason for you to be nervous,” he took your hand from across the table, running his thumb over your knuckles. it was such a simple act, but it literally made you melt every time he did it. “i was just thinking about how cute you are. you were thinking about when we met, weren’t you?”

you ducked your head, wondering if you were really that transparent. “maybe, maybe not.”

jack laughed to himself, causing you to scowl and throw a scone at him.

“i don’t know why you’re laughing,” you muttered, crossing your arms. “if i remember correctly, you were the one who spilled both of our coffees.”

“you spilled mine first!” he laughed. 

“and i bought you a new one, even though you’re a freaking millionaire,” you tried to fight the stupid grin that made its way to your face every time you remembered this story. “then you managed to spill both of ours.”

“i bought you another coffee after that,” he reminded you.

“three days later,” you added.

“because you said you were running late and had no time.”

“oh please, you just wanted an excuse to take me out on a date,” you accused.

jack bit the inside of his cheek, fighting his smile. he raised his hands in surrender, “okay, so maybe the perfect opportunity presented itself and i couldn’t help but take advantage of it. but i’d say it led to something pretty great.”

a smile made its way to your face as the two of you cleaned up and headed out. the two of you walked down the street, fingers laced as you told him about your new assignment and how you were actually excited for it. 

a shiver ran down your spine, causing you to squirm.

“what is it?” jack asked, noticing you shiver. “you’re cold?”

“no? it’s super sunny right now-”

“take my jacket,” he slipped his hoodie off, draping it over your shoulders, despite your protests.

“jack, i’m not even cold,” you told him. “it’s just a shiver. it doesn’t mean i’m cold.”

“too bad,” he said, sticking your arms through the sleeves.

you rolled your eyes slightly, but pulled the hoodie closer to yourself. it was big on you, but it was cozy and it smelt like him. 

despite the sun being out, and you not being cold, the hoodie made you feel warm.

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[lovely-lauren-arts]

Hey ik u haven't heard me for a LONG LONG time I js wanted to say i feel sad and heartbroken bcz my 8yr old sis died and I feel empty and bored my mom is doing very bad and I want to do bad things to myself and more I don't feel like doing anything anymore have any advice

I'm so sorry for you loss.

I don't really know what to say but I have lost loved ones too so I'll tell you how I coped.

We all end up in the same place eventually. I'm not religious but I fully believe that we all reconnect spiritually after passing.

Create things to remember her by. I took hand-sized stones and decorated them for the ones who have passed to put on their grave.

Something that really help my mom were visiting Mediums. They connect with those who have passed. I know it seems hard to believe but I was shocked at how many accurate details they knew when I went to one.

You need to grieve and it'll take a while but don't fight it or ignore it. It's painful but it's necessary. You and your mom should talk to eachother if you need to. You both need to keep healthy too.

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[koka-mi]

HI KOKAMI!! HOWS IT GOIN?

HIIII STRAWBERRY!!!!!! IT'S GOING PRETTY GOODDDDD

I made homemade pizzas last night and they were super good! Unfortunately we didn't have any pepperoni :[ so it was just cheese... I love pepperoni BUT THAT'S OKAY IT WAS STILL GOOD!!! And my mom let me do some stuff in the kitchen on my own! She helped a tiny bit but other than that it was all me! >:D MY MOM ALSO MADE CHEESY SURPRISE WHICH WAS SUUUPER GOOD I LOVE IT SM

AS FOR TODAY I WAS MOSTLY SLEEPIN BAHHWHSHA am still trying to fix my sleep schedule...but I mean I think I'm gettin there!!! I love sleeping too muchhhh :'D

Anndd yeah I think I've been doing pretty good! I'm listening to me ga au toki euro trance remix which SLAPS I LOVE IT SO MUCH🔥🔥🔥I ALSO GOT TO TALK TO ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS TODAY WHICH MADE ME SUPER HAPPY BCZ WE HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO CHAT A LOT :[[ WE'VE BOTH BEEN KINDA BUSY PLUS TIME ZONES BAHSHWHSBW SO I'M SUPER HAPPY WE GOT TO TALK ^^

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Perrine headcanons!

They're the responsible one in the friend group and gets fed up of Kingsley because they keep eating inedible things like it's candy 🙄

Clementine helps them braid their hair 😝 OMG THAT'S SO CUTE THO like imagine them together in a flower field styling eachothers hair 🥺

THEY DEFF TAUGHT COLE HOW TO MAKE A FLOWER CROWN

like imagine cole walking in on them making a flower crown and asking if they could teach them how to make a flower crown too 😭❤

UGH THAT'S SO CUTE STOP

Okay so anyways 😝

They are a GREAT listener BET

Like they're prolly the one that helped cole confess to clemy romantically BUT that's a whole other can of worms I'm too tired to write so like 😋

Another one that ties them down to being a mom friend is that they bring food with them ANYWHERE because like I said Kingsley eats inedible things 😑

Like one time Perrine walked in on them eating a CRYSTAL 😧 so they were like "KINGSLEY WTF!??? 😨" and Kingsley was like "I was hungry and I thought this rock was yummy 😋" "KINGSLEY THAT'S A CRYSTAL 🤨😨"

That's so silly lmao

So anyways 😁

They're GREAT at cooking AND baking

Like imagine them cooking/baking for the frien group (we need to make a friend group name for them ASAP cause I cannot settle calling their little Quadro 'friend group')

They prolly found Perrine in a bakery baking smth before they accepted them in the frien group 😁

They like baking bread prolly because of how easy it is

Their love language is prolly quality time 😋

Like I don't know why but that love language suits them

THEY DEFFO LISTEN TO MARINA

idk why but I have a feeling that they'll listen to marina and like Kali uchis

They're GREAT at taking scenery photos, prolly not a portrait but them taking scenery photos? IMMACULATE

Like if Perrine lived in the modern era they will have a camera on their neck so whenever there is a good view they can just SNAP and take a picture of it

OMG WAIT LIKE IMAGINE A PHOTO JOURNALIST PERRINE

Wait no I'm getting ahead of myself 🖐stop

Their fav color is forest green

VERY SELFLESS

It's an Instinct for them to be selfless tho 😞 don't blame them

I dunno what to put next bcz I ran out of ideas 😭

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This is my own headcanon! So if you disagree with something here don't be hateful and just state your opinion on it in the comments (◍•ᴗ•◍)

Thank you reading (≧∇≦)/

[guardbo]

YOU BET BITCH GIMME GUARDBO SNUGGLING IN BED TOGETHER!!!! JUST ENJOYING EACHOTHER COMPANY!!!! READING A BOOK WHILE THE OTHER ONE RUNS THEIR FINGERS THROUGH THEIR HAIR!!! god im so fucking lonely i want what they have

I lost motivation 7 times but im on a big high bcz my mom said she'd bring me home some pozole she made and im literally so excited my head hurts I LOVE SOUPPPP I LOVE POZOLE AND I JUST HAD A CAN OF SPLIT PEA SOUP AND I CANT WAIT TILL THURSDAY BCZ I DONT THINK WE'RE DOING ANYTHING SO I CAN GO GET CLAM CHOWDER AND im gonna stop talking abt soup, srry, if you want guardbo you have to fight through my hungry soup cravings first. tmrw i will have chicken noodle.

bonus: guardbo theres only one bed trope but instead of bed its spoon and instead of sleeping its soups

thinking abt post pvpciv guardbo eating all the foods i love that theyve never had... oh guardbo youd love stews and cookies and chocolate pie and strawberries... srry im hungryyyy <<//33

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BLOOMING DAY

blooming day . . . day one

note . . . this is out earlier than planned to bcz it was my bunny anon's birthday 🤭 everybody say thank you bun

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"why do you even like her?"

from afar, anyone one would think the college it boy passed out. hanbin, jiwoong, matthew, and hao were sitting on the grass of the park. stranded on the ground, head resting on hao's lap, hanbin didn't look as flaming as usual.

the question asked by jiwoong caught him off guard. that's right, why would he even like you?

hanbin was interested in you from the moment he saw you. we were getting toward the end of february, and despite the still chilly weather, the sun was finally beaming after a long winter. maybe it's the way you looked so peaceful arriving to campus on your bicycle the first time he saw you. maybe it was because he was happy to finally see sunshine after a long time. you were looking around, and seemed a bit lost, not knowing were to go.

this is how he fell for you. or maybe you were the one to fall, because you didn't realize your bicycle was going to him. when you turned your face to look in front of you and realized you were close to crashing into him, you swerved but lost the control of handles, making you bicycle fall. hanbin was pulled out of his trance.

"oh no, i'm so sorry, i should've stepped back when i saw you coming". hanbin bent to check up on you and make sure you were not harmed in any way when you sighed heavily. you were obviously annoyed and it was not an attitude he was used to get from people, making him stop in his tracks. he coughed to clear his voice.

"is everything okay? are you bruised? i'll take you to the nurse's off-"

"yes, i'm fine."

you got up, focused on your bicycle that you picked up from the ground before hopping back on it. hanbin looked at you as you were checking if your bicycle was okay, when you finally let your eyes on him. he stayed still, analyzing your face from closer. now, you looked like you were straight out of a movie. was it the sun again or were you just really pretty? once again, he couldn't stay lost in his thoughts about you for too long, because he noticed your hand gesturing him to go.

"can you get out of my way or?"

"ah, yes, excuse me."

and so he did, letting you go with a bitter feeling left in his chest. hanbin didn't think he liked you immediatly from this mere encounter. he just knew he wanted to know more about you. he always found himself wondering what year you were in, what was your major, and when he walked around campus, he was hoping he could see you.

until his mother birthday, when hanbin decided to buy flowers for her. this is how he found you again, working at the flower shop. he made sure to come there at least twice a week, and after a few times, it was starting to get obvious he was flirting with you. and you just had to reject him.

"you're here again. your mom must love flowers." you said when you saw him push the door with confidence.

"or i must love the part-time florist."

you didn't even smile to his words. no effect. you were getting used to this kind of lines from him, so now it didn't even surprise you. you would roll your eyes once or twice, but nothing more. it should've warn him, but he was just so confident that day he didn't even picked up on the hint.

the brunette walked his way to the cash counter. he leaned on it, resting his chin in the palm of his hand while looking at you with a smug smile.

"remember when you told me every type of flower has its own meaning", hanbin started.

"i mean, why would i forget..." you said, unsure of where the discussion was going.

"this means if i ask you a question, you can answer it with flowers?"

"hum... yes? if it's about my emotions."

"perfect. hypothetically, if i come and tell you i like you, what bouquet would you make as an answer?"

just thinking back to your rejection made him lose his mind. hanbin strongly banged his head against hao's lap, who cried out because of the pain.

"what's wrong with you?" zhang hao scoffed, surprised by the sudden outburst of his friend. hanbin got up, now sitting on the ground like his friends.

"i don't even like her that much! i just thought she was pretty and it was funny to see her sometimes..."

hanbin sighed heavily, his hands going to his face in exasperation. suddenly, he remembered something.

"wait, you're literally the source of the problem", he said turning to zhang hao.

"now, this is getting interesting'', jiwoong muttered to matthew with a smirk.

"how am i the problem?" hao asked, batting his eyelashes with fake innocence.

"you said that xiaoting told you y/n had a crush on me!"

"i said y/n had a crush on hanbin..." hao said, emphasazing on the name.

"but hanbin's name is hanbin..." matthew said to jiwoong, kinda lost.

a silence settled on the little friend group. hao was smirking, jiwoong was looking at hanbin, waiting for him to understand, and matthew... was starting to feel like he missed something. suddenly, hanbin gasped.

"don't tell me she likes another hanbin?"