#bubble bath boss fight

[leatherandlacerry]

for our eyes only

Prompt: Harry takes Mia with him on a work trip in New York City and all she asks is to take a couple photos in the hotel lobby photobooth

Word count: less than 1K

Authors note: this one’s short and sweet, I always have those Photo Booth aesthetics on my Pinterest so I get inspired. I imagine Harry like ceo/boss of pleasing and richrry but will do anything for Mia LOL(if you guys like this I’ll definitely do some more of them, its also 1 am so I'm sorry if the editing sucks)

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“Baby, can we?” Mia points to the vintage photobooth tucked away in the corner of the hotel Harry and her were staying at. It’s been the best weekend she could ask for surrounded by the towering views of New York City.

Harry had a work emergency out here so he decided to bring Mia for a get away. It’s been room service and bubble baths every night and she couldn’t ask for anything more.

Except making the man who hates having his photo taken do this one little thing.

Harry gives her a serious look before smirking at the pouty lips she give him.

“It’ll be quick and for our eyes only,” She grins, giving him puppy dog eyes before placing a kiss on his cheek.

Mia watches him have the argument in his head before ultimately he rolls his eyes and drags her to the booth.

“Itll be fun, I promise”

“This is only because I love you,” Harry mumbles before pushing the bright red curtain open to let her in. With a little bounce in her step she follows him in.

A squeal leaves Mia’s lips as Harry practically man handles you onto his lap and shuts the curtain for some privacy. They both take a second to get situated, making they know what poses they want to do.

“$10 for this rusty thing?!” Harry’s eyes practically bulge out of his eyes at the price of a small strip of paper.

Even the CEO for a multimillionaire dollar company has a budget I guess, it’s adorable.

“I got it!” Mia giggles, reaching into her small shoulder bag to grab some cash. By the time she pulls it out the countdown is starting on the small screen.

“I said I got-“

“Hush love, sit still and look pretty for the camera,” He scolded jokingly before grabbing her face in his hand placing a big kiss on her cheek. Mia scrunches up her face as the flash goes off.

“Easy enough,” She smirks at his last comment before he pinches your thigh. “I’m always pretty,”

“Mhm my pretty girl” He hums, looking over to Mia with biggest smile on his face. It had been a long time since Harry found someone like her. He’d be damned if he were to ever let this one go.

The two don’t even notice that the count down starts as mia leans down to place her lips on his.

In the heat of the moment Harry slides his tongue between her lips to deepen the kiss and the flash goes off. Mia pull back, slightly out of breath from the intensity of it all.

“A proper porno,” He jokes, making Mia’s head fall back in laughter. She could feel her heart practically pound out of her chest at the dimples on his cheeks.

“Not our first rodeo,” Mia smirks, nipping at his lip. That toothy grin of his appears into the kissed they shared before they get ready for the next one.

Mia never thought she could feel so deeply for someone like this. Everytime he was around she found it hard to function properly.

“What’s next?” He asks, getting ready for the next one.

On the high of him, Mia wraps her hands around his head, sticking her tongue out for a silly one. At the last second she decide to tussle up Harry's hair, making his face drop.

“Oh that’s the winner,” She laughs, watching him glare at her as he trys to fight a smile.

“That’s all you get now,” he mumbles, standing up to exit the booth as the last photo counts down.

“You looked hot!” Mia squeals, wrapping her arms sounded his toned waist to pull him back. Harry stops and turns back to grab a hold of her chin.

“Yeah?” He asks as Mia looks up at him, feeling a swarm of butterflies in her stomach. “How hot?”

Her mouth slightly opens to say something as the flash goes off and there’s now a photo of her in full submission. This is something Harry would cherish forever.

“That’s a keeper,” He chuckles as she pushes him off.

“Asshole”

[luffyvace]

MORE LUFFY RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Yeahhh!!! Luffy hcs we’re what my first ever hcs were about! Look how far I’ve come! I love Luffy and I’m so proud of myself! enjoy these Luffy hcs lovely readers <3

Bathing together is SUPER FUN

and messy

you have lots (too many) bubbles

and yes bath toys

even stuff that’s not supposed to be in the bath-

like sticks-

let him tell it they’re swords

he personally doesn’t bathe bc he doesn’t care

even if its mandatory seeing as though no one wants to smell all that funk 😀

so he canonly bathes once a week right??

with you !! He can bathe at any time!

why? Cuz it’s funn 😆😆

you turn it into a game! an adventure!

so now he looks forward to bath time ;3

luffy splashes water everywhere

I wouldn’t be surprised if the ceiling is drenched with that dude’s strength 😂🤦‍♀️

it takes you FOREVER to clean up

but you know what takes even longer?? GETTING HIM OUT THE BATH

”AWWW but we were having sooo much FUUUUN (NAAAAAME)”

actually it did take a long time til you found a cheat code 😋

tell him sanji’s making food!!

ez way to get him out 😎

The final boss tho??

is getting him to help out with cleaning the mess up

especially after you told him there’s food around🧍‍♀️

Now bro’s DEFINITELY not listening 🙉

unless you use another cheat code (saying you’ll tell sanji not to give him any meat til he helps clean up)

your not getting any help buddy..

he’s already gone by the time you get him out the bath 🤷‍♀️

but again! If you use cheat code no.2 you can get him to help :)

which leads me to…!

Cleaning together !!

which turns into a game too :P

well, more like a competition-

Because that’s the only way you’ll keep him from getting bored and complaining instead of actually cleaning

even with meat on the line 🤭

‘it’s just so boriiiiiiiing ☹️‘

- according to luffy

so yes! You propose a competition!

and whoever cleans the fastest wins the prize of…….you guessed it! MEAT!

now he’s up like a whirlwind, swiping up all the soap with a towel and water with tissue 😏

you probably don’t even have to do anything anymore 😜

he may have won the battle but you won the war

eating together can also sometimes be a competition

now you can win by playing it smart like Uta

or just agree so he can leave you to eat, without actually trying

but if it’s not a competition…it’s certainly a war..

and I mean the dangerous one every straw hat goes through each time sanji calls in for food..

Luffy stealing your food!!!

😦😦

no but seriously, not even you, Luffy’s s/o gets the benefit of the doubt⁉️

it’s every man for himself in the dining room 😂😂

if your intelligent, depending on if your more like Robin or Nami you’ll either be unbothered about his antics or super annoyed

with being unbothered you’ll have a lot more peace of mind

and luffy will probably get away with more of his tomfoolery because you put up with him 😆👍

however with a s/o more like nami who gets annoyed easily, yeah he’s not getting away with any of that

thankfully for her, nami has less to stress over now (you take 50% it’s a requirement)

If your more carefree like luffy

i can guarantee you’ve got on like every straw hats nerves at least once

oddly enough I have a feeling you haven’t been able to bother brook just yet

dude’s 90 he got bigger problems..

but yes you terrorize everyone (even outside the straw hats) whether it’s intentional or not

if your strong it’s a relief for luffy not to have to worry about you and he’ll send you to defeat some guys, protect the ship or protect one of your weaker Nakama

he highly believes in you and your capabilities likes he believes in Zoro 👍

he also doesn’t have to worry about strong attacks hurting you as badly or if you go off on your own/get lost or separated or smth

especially as his s/o

if your weak he probably worries about you a little bit more but all the straw hats can handle themselves to some sort of extent

and he knows for sure you won’t go down without a fight!

and that you can at least hold over until he gets there

then he’ll beat the crap outta those guys!

he always tells someone strong to go with you to fights or what might be dangerous

if he doesn’t have to be somewhere for some reason, he’ll go himself!

he just wants to know your safe :)

Luffy loves you because your you! and he really just appreciates that fact in itself.

he looks past physical appearances completely and goes straight for personality

and even then he doesn’t judge that!

point is, no matter what type of anything you are, Luffy loves you because he just does.

he gets a funny feeling in his stomach and he gets extra excited!

Luffy loves you.

He simply does.

and there’s no explaining why.

These were short but sweet<3

to which i hope you enjoyed them💗

[chaotic-iguana]

Hello, I would like to request a story about Joel (no apocalypse) who picking up reader from their workplace. However, as the reader is walking towards the car, she experience a hit-and-run accident or another type of accident (you can choose freely).

Joel, who witnesses the accident becomes extremely panicked and protective during and after reader out the hospital. Joel is deeply traumatized and afraid that something bad might happen to the reader. I need fluff and angst Joel and you are excellent at creating it 🥺💖

thank you anon! you’re so sweet, i really appreciate you and the prompt! im going to make this an installment of the husband! joel verse (introduced in tease)

Borrowed time

Summary: Reader gets hurt, and Joel doesn’t know how to deal with it. (no-outbreak! au)

Wordcount: 1.7K

Pairing: husband joel x f! reader (no use of y/n)

Warning: angst, hurt/comfort, near-death experiences, blood, a little gore, allusions to sex 

masterlist

Your car had broken down last week, so Joel had been dropping you off and picking you up from work. You’d resisted at first, suggested walking or cycling or even the bus - all of which had been met with the same incredulous expression etched onto your husband’s face, an eyebrow raised at you in amusement. ‘As if, honey’ was all he’d snark at you before shushing you when you tried to argue about the fact that this would add an hour and a half to his route after dropping Sarah off in the mornings and  two hours in the evenings, which felt unsustainable for you since your car was at the mechanic’s garage for the foreseeable future. At that, he’d just huff and mumble something about not minding the extra time with you that much, and your heart would just melt again. 

The two of you settled into the new routine fairly quickly; Joel chuckling at your sleepy grumbling in the mornings and getting teased by you when he was grumpier and complaining about his aching back in the evenings. “Too far past your bedtime, old man?”, paired with a shit-eating grin as you watched him scowl and shake his head at you, turning back to the road as his lips twitched ever-so-slightly upwards. Enough for you to make iterations of the same joke every evening, just to watch him fight his smile. 

On a seemingly normal thursday morning, you’d been slightly distracted by a meeting you had with your bosses. The board of directors, actually, and the anxiety was practically crippling you by the time Joel was ushering you and Sarah into his truck. There was just so much that could go wrong, but if it went right, it would result in a massive promotion with a pretty nifty raise and four-day work weeks. Which sounds amazing, but you were sure it would feel even better. A whole extra day? 

Joel rested a hand on your knee to stop its bouncing, the warmth of his palm seeping through your jeans and immediately crushing the wave of nervousness that had been rising in you. “Look at me, sweetheart. You’re gonna crush it. And ‘f for whatever reason you don’t, we’ll go out an’ watch that movie you’d been wantin’ to, even pig out on icecream after. Whaddya call it? Self-care.” His words made you burst out laughing and lean over to kiss his cheek. 

“That actually sounds good. And for the record, I call taking a bubble bath self care, not swallowing five pints of icecream at three am. Like you apparently have the ability to.” He mock-frowned while beaming in the rear-view mirror. 

“Technically honeymoons are to learn new things about each other. Plus, we’d been fuckin’ an’ passin’ out with damn near no breaks f’thirty six hours at that point. A man’s gotta have some fuel to keep up with that kinda pace, no?” He snickered as he glanced at you with a pointed look. To be fair, you had, in fact been fucking till you passed out for the first three days of your trip to Italy, and you’d both only realised how hungry you were when neither of you had the energy to leave the bed. It was three am, and for some inconceivable reason, most restaurants had closed. So Joel had walked into the nearest grocery and just gotten 5 huge tubs of icecream and some waterbottles. While it worked great as fuel, you and Joel had been forced to spend two consecutive days holding each others’ hair back and eating proper meals, because as it turns out, eating four meals’ worth of icecream on empty stomachs does not sit well. 

“Seemed pretty good at keeping up when you fingered me in a full restaurant just because the waiter asked to get some wine for your missus.” You retorted back, shaking your head at how insatiable he’d been, too. It had taken a whole week for the nearl-feral glint in his eyes while referring to you his wife to fade - even then, not completely. 

“Never gonna tire of hearin’ that, you know.” Turning the corner to pull up to your stop, he leaned down for a sweet, slow kiss before leaning back to whisper softly. “You’re gonna do well, baby. You’re the smartest person I’ve ever seen, alright? Don’t you worry about a damn thing.” At your wordless nod, he kissed your forehead. “Go get ‘em, honey.” With nod and a parting greeting, you turn and walked into the building. 

After a long but extremely successful day, you rushed out of work the second your phone buzzed with Joel’s message, practically vibrating with the need to give him the good news. Brows furrowing, you scanned your surroundings looking for his truck. You caught his wave out of the corner of your eye and  returned it with a breathless laugh, striding in his direction and failing to notice the smudge of black approaching your side rapidly. The last thing you saw before your vision went black was Joel’s wide, panicked eyes and the urgency with which he pushed his door and stumbled out. For a second, it felt like you were in the air, limbs flailing. A second of impact; a sharp pain settling in your right leg, before you were out. 

Your eyes heaved open, blurry, and you heaved your head to the side to see Joel holding your hand and stroking your head, tears running down his face. You were lying in the middle of the road, surrounded by a crowd of concerned passengers. Joel’s mouth was moving, but you couldn’t hear him- in fact, you couldn’t hear anything except for a high-pitched tone buzzing in your ear. There was blood on his shirt, and before you could ask whose it was, you noticed it coated your hands, too. Looking down, you caught a glimpse of your thigh, flesh ripped open as bone jut out from its side, just before your eyes rolled back and consciousness slipped from your grasp once again. 

When you woke, it took you far too much effort to wrench your eyes open. Blinking against the painfully blinding lights overhead, you opened your mouth to call someone, anyone, to explain where the hell you were and why the beeping coming from next to you was so damn loud. Even your thoughts were lagging, unable to piece together why you were in this room that definitely wasn’t your own. Images of your previous waking moments flashing in your mind, you felt alarm building in your chest as your breath began coming in short gasps. Suddenly, something in your peripheral vision moved and suddenly Joel was here, his large hand cupping your face as he urged you to breathe. It took a minute - maybe even more- for lucidity to return to your rapidly-spiraling mind, but he stayed unwaveringly calm as he held you patiently and waited for you to come back. 

“W-“ you wince at the dryness of your throat, at how hoarse your voice sounds from lack of use. “What happened?” You tried again, clearing your throat this time. Joel’s soft eyes met yours, lips turned downwards in a frown. 

“Fuckin’ idiot drivin’ a car was on his phone, texting when you started crossin’ the road. Bastard didn’t see ya, and one second you were smilin’ so sweet at me, an’ by the next you were on the floor, bone stickin’ outta your thigh. Closest I’ve ever been to a heart attack.” You could fear fraying at the edges of his voice as you moved your hand up to hold his, cradling it to your cheek. “Asshole drove away, too. Didn’t even get his number plate ‘cause I was so fuckin’ scared for you.” He looked away, tears filling his eyes. 

Reaching out to stroke his jaw, you nudged him to look at you again. “‘M sorry, honey. Should have been more careful. Think I would have gone crazy if I ever had to see you like that.” You murmured, feeling your heart break at seeing Joel this scared, this frantic. He shook his head. 

“Not your fault, baby. None ‘f it, ya hear me? ‘M just so glad you’re okay. Rest up, sweetheart, you need it right now.” You nod, kissing the back of his hand as you lean back in your bed.

The next few days in the hospital go by in a blur, Joel refusing to leave your side for a single minute. His hand is always somewhere on you: holding yours, stroking your face, your hair. Sarah hadn’t come in at your request; you hadn’t wanted her to see you in a hospital bed, unable to move much. When the time to get discharged rolled around, Joel seemed even tenser, his grip on you tighter. It took some time for you to get the cast taken off, which on one hand was an extreme relief, it also meant that you now had to attend regular physiotherapy sessions to regain full mobility. 

The real adjustment, however, was the way Joel would straighten and tense up any time you left home after that. The way he grabbed your hand when you crossed streets; accompanying you even to the pharmacy down the block. At first, it irked you. Then, you realised what he had been through. If the roles had been reversed, you’d want to accompany him everywhere too. His fear was very real and very valid - one of his worst nightmares had just taken place in front of him, afterall, and if all he needed to feel a bit better was to walk you to places you needed to go, then you’d indulge him for as long as it took for him to realise that you were safe. 

It lasted a few months, but as you returned to normal, so did he. Your car came back from the garage, but Joel still drove you. Not because of his fear, or because he had to, but just to revel in that extra hour he got out of it. He’d learned that time was precious, and he wanted to spend every conceivable second of his with you and Sarah. 

hello loves, as always - thank you for reading. comment your thoughts or find me on ao3. stay hydrated and have a great day! taglist: @imherefordeanandbones @theywhowriteandknowthings, @josephquinnswhore AMAZING dividers by @cafekitsune!! absolute god who makes amazing dividers for free! 

[manicplank]

Hygiene Headcanons

Peppino: Probably not the cleanest guy. Goes like 3 days without a shower usually. When he's depressed, it's understandably longer. Greasy, kind of a gross guy. Usually smells like pizza. Might smell lightly of a cologne since he typically wears deodorant.

Gustavo: Showers daily or every other day. He's the type of guy to wash behind his ears. Simple guy. Clean guy. Good guy.

BONUS Brick: Does not like the bath. Gustavo has to wrestle him to get him in the tub. Once he's in the tub, though, he loves playing in the water.

Mr. Stick: Showers every other day unless he's been sweaty (which isn't often bc he doesn't necessarily exercise). Puts a dab of cologne on his neck every morning.

Pepperman: Usually showers daily since he's covered in paint by the end. Doesn't technically have to use soap but probably uses a 3-in-1 shampoo-conditioner-body wash-motor oil-antifreeze. Wants to smell like AXE but ends up still smelling like a pepper (duh).

The Vigilante: Okok hear me out on this one. Based on his boss portrait, since he's covered in stickers or paper or debris or whatever tf it is, I feel like he maaaybe isn't the cleanest guy. Cowboys aren't the cleanest. As a horse girl, I can confirm, they're kinda dirty. He figures he's gonna get dirty on the farm, anyways. So he probably showers like every 3 or 4 days. Sorry, Vigi stans. Farm boys are a little gross.

The Noise: Usually every other day but it varies. If he's extra sweaty from being a goofball in a costume, he'll shower daily. If he doesn't shower, he at least washes his face. "Gotta keep that face clean for T.V.!" Might go a few days without showering if he's depressed. Hates getting in and out of the shower, but once he's in, he showers until the hot water runs out. No longer allowed to take bubble baths after he filled the entire bathroom with bubbles. (However, he wasn't this cleanly before he met Noisette. He cleaned up better when they started dating as to not scare her away, but beforehand, he was uh... not the cleanest.)

Noisette: CLEANEST PERSON IN THE TOWER. Showers daily. Shampoo, conditioner, nice scented body wash. Lotions her entire self once she's out. She washes everything from behind her ears to between her toes. Probably gets manicures and pedicures. Does Noise's nails, too. Wears a light amount of perfume. Moisturizes her face. Just a clean little lady. Smells like flowers or coffee depending on whether or not she worked in the cafe that day. Much like Noise, she also showers until the hot water runs out. Their water bill is off the charts, but he pays the bills sooo. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Fake Peppino: A lot like Brick, it's a battle to get him in the bath or shower. He used to be easier, but he once pulled the drain plug while in the bath and got sucked down. Poor baby was terrified. Pizzahead had to dig him out of the pipes. He now has to be supervised when in the bath, which is fine since his clothes are technically part of his body. Washing him usually makes him a little less goopy and gets rid of all the dirt that sticks to him. Prefers baths. Will stay in there until he melts. (See; frog) Then it's a battle to get him out.

Pizzaface: Despite being a machine, he's waterproofed. Relatively clean considering he was so RUDELY walked in on by Peppino before the boss fight.

Pizzahead: Second cleanest person in the tower! Showers daily but uses unscented soap. Weird that a pizza can shower, but if he gets too greasy, he gets slippery and gross. Once he's clean, he slathers himself in preservatives to stay looking young and pristine.

Pillar John: Cleans up every now and again to get the dust and dirt off. Doesn't take long. I mean, he's made of rock. Rocks don't really shower.

Gerome: LOVES long hot baths. Might even take a bubble bath. Will stay in there for hours. He even fell asleep in there once. Almost drowned. Doesn't really smell like anything since he is also made of rock.

[writingpiecesak]

Imagine arguing with 💥Katsuki Bakugou💥

Nothing has been going well lately for you. Missing essay assignments for your sociology class, late night shifts causing you to miss dinner time, said late night shifts from your shitty boss who doesn’t understand the idea of a breath mint. Getting a speeding ticket because you were late for school. You’re favorite sushi place closed down and your hair is frizzing up because of damn weather conditions. 

All you wanted right now was a warm bubble bath with candles and soothing music playing in the background while you sip a glass of white wine. To fall into a trace of relaxation, keeping away from the real worlds problems. To just have a moment to yourself. A simple moment. Is that too much to ask?

“Killed your ass! Hop off the game already you’re so bad!”

Ah, the wonderful yelling of gaming frustration coming from the living room. Your eyes weren’t surprised by your boyfriend, Katsuki gaming in front of the television with his headset and mic settled perfectly in between his ears. Otherwise, he would’ve heard you come in.

After standing there for about five minutes he finally noticed you. “Oh welcome home babe. Dinner’s in the oven.”

Well at least he cooked dinner. You walked into the kitchen setting down your car keys and handbag. Grabbing a plate a fork from the cabinets you pull out what was left in the oven for you. To your dislike though, it was spicy meatloaf with curry rice.

You understand your boyfriend loves spicy food, but doesn’t it have to be all the time? Why couldn’t he ask you what would you like for dinner? Is it that hard to send a text or to try calling?

With a heavy sign you put back the utensil and plate, looking around the pantry for anything else to substitute the growing hunger laying in your stomach.

No one thought to buy groceries either…. Why was everything left to you? Buying groceries, making dinner satisfying both parties, cleaning the damn dishes he used.

You rolled your eyes and grabbed your favorite box of cereal, fruity pebbles always makes things better even if it’s for a short moment before they get soggy. You lifted the box from its spot only to have it feel light as a feather. You shook the box around trying to feel out how much would be left until you hear Katsuki call out from the living room.

“Oh I forgot to tell you. I had the last bowl of that fruit cereal this morning! Sorry hun I was hun–behind you! No behind you Kiri! Damn it Ashido you’re supposed to cover his ass.”

You got to be freaking kidding me… Your grip tighten around the box and finally frustration snapped. You flung the empty box straight to his head, so hard it knocked his headset off in fact. Immediately Katsuki pulled a face and got up from his seat.

“Seriously? You’re mad over damn cereal!”

“No I’m mad at you!”

“For what? I made you dinner!”

“No, you made yourself dinner. You know I can’t handle spicy food.” You shouted.

A small moment of realization hit him but he wasn’t going to admit his wrongs. “Then eat shit then! At least I cooked something meanwhile all you eat is takeout.”

The distance of talking started getting closer together with every notch being brought higher. “Because I work late! Ever thought to ask me what I would want for dinner? What I would like to come home to?”

“Don’t give me that bullshit, I patrol my ass in serious dangerous areas. And when needed I go out and fight! That’s my job! All you do is organize paperwork for a boss that’s a mere extra.”

“Oh so now you’re going to blame me for not having a quirk and saving people? Some people are normal! Regular! Having to work shitty jobs to make a living Katsuki!”

“I’m not listening to this pity party. Quirk or no quirk, you can always find a better job.” You see him beginning to sit back down and grabbing his headset from off the floor. But you weren’t done speaking. You marched right to his console and immediately pulled all cords not caring which was for what. The tv screen had went black, you threw the cords at his feet with a winning smirk.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” As his anger rises you could see his hands starting to give off sparks.

“You’re my problem Kats! This apartment is my problem! My job is my problem! My hair is my problem! Everything is a fucking problem with me!”

Breathing heavily your eyes start to water but you didn’t want to cry not now especially. You pushed passed Katsuki and headed straight for the bedroom instantly locking it. You grabbed the hem of the fluffy blanket and threw it around. Throwing around the pillows and just trying to take out your frustration on something other than your boyfriend right now.

Wanting more destruction to voice out your anger, you grabbed your night table lamp and threw it at the bedroom door with a final scream. Now only sadness floods through you as realizing you’d would have to clean everything up. Before you’re able to take a step towards the door, Katsuki burst through with concern worries look. Unfortunately he stepped on the pieces of sharp colorful glass which the lamp was made of. But the pain in his feet couldn’t compare to the pain he felt in his heart seeing you cry.

“I’m sorry. Everything is just…a problem.” You lowered your head wanting to mask the tears as you thought for a sign of weakness. Katsuki carefully walked around the mess and grabbed you hand, pulling you into his chest as you cried letting out the anger in a different way that didn’t cause destruction.

“It’s okay. Let it out, I’m here. You’re okay. I’m sorry too. I’ll buy you five hundred fruity pebble boxes. Just please….take the glass out my foot.”

A small giggle escaped your lips. You wrapped your arms around your lover and snuggled closer, deeper into his scent.

“My feet are bleeding dumbass. But…let’s stay like this a little longer.”

[tomato-turn]

hiii im very interested in hearing your bsd hcs...

@someonebeatmetotheseusernames thank you for the motivation that I lacked 2 months. Here's part 3...!

Bsd Headcanons Pt.3!

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1. Dazai, ironically, is a very good cook. You'd doubt it, though. He'd mix 2 complementary flavours and yet it'd be great! (Kunikida approved!)

2. Dazai had braided Chuuya's hair when he was asleep.

3. Atsushi loves hot baths. Since he had only gotten cold icy water from the orphanage, he cherishes it. He stayed there for so long that Kyoka had to call out to Atsushi to check if he was alive. (Tiger coded fr)

4. Dumb, newly found, fresh out of lab, young Verlaine. And his caring boyfriend, Arthur Rimbaud.

5. Chuuya really hated Dazai back in 16. He hates the facts that he and Dazai are really alike (canon), and after the whole sb, he avoided Dazai other than talking to him about work. And of course Dazai was really confused. Although after some months he came into the old speaking terms with him. He just needed some time for himself.

6. Skk must've had some embarrassing moments together that they completely avoid talking to each other.

7. Chuuya's really unpredictable, according to Dazai. Not his reactions but his movements. For Chuuya, he never gets why people say, "Dazai is cold and unpredictable." Sure he's cold and a bitch but not unpredictable at all the times. He even acts like a kid and can be bubbly at times.

8. Dazai has a void feeling near his heart. He hates it. Joining PM only worsened it. But at ADA, it has been far better, although the feeling is still there. gnawing and very close to his heart, he fear that it may eat it. He feels nothing and everything at the same time. He hated feeling nothing, and yet he hated feeling everything. It is a disgusting feeling and really nauseating.

9. Since Oda drew for the kids, he drew a lot for Dazai, too. And dngo is no exception.

10. (Fem Skk!) either Chuuya or Dazai loved pastels. It can go both ways.

11. Kaiji and Nikolai gets along really well. (Better not to ask questions.)

12. Dazai relates to 'my ordinary life' a little bit too much.

13. The flags will and will not say, " Chuuya should be the next boss, not that idiot Dazai!"

14. Chuuya hates staring competition with Dazai. Not only would he lose, but also the more he stares into Dazai's eyes, the more he feels weird and sad. This applies to Oda as well but he usually wins.

15. Glasses!Chuuya because he'd look amazing!

16. Dazai limps a lot, but over time, it got better. He still does, but it's rare. Usually, it's Kunikida or Chuuya to notice first.

17. Akutagawa had broken into Atsushi's and Kyoka's apartment ,saying that he had a nightmare about Atsushi and to fight him. This scared the living daylights of Atsushi and Kyoka. Until Atsushi persuades him to talk about his nightmare. (which he does reluctantly) and they all sleep together comforting Akutagawa (which he never asked but doesn't dislike it either)

18. Higuchi's new policy, " No Akutagawa? Then his sister is an Akutagawa, too!"

19. Nikolai bites people. For the fun of it. You can see the bite mark on Fyodor's arm. And Sigma's too.

20. Nikolai, Chuuya, Dazai, Ranpo, Tachihara, and Tecchou are some people who act according to their impulsive thoughts.

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Thank you! And happy read!

[captastra]

+ Poll Results!

Thanks for the tag @poetikat @kyber-infinitygems and @darkfire1177 <3! Figured I'd combine the results of the wip tag game to wip wednesday!! Thank you so much to everyone who voted, I couldn't believe the results :D Decided I would post for the winner and runner up sentences: Kingsman AU and BG3 Canon One shots! Both under the cut since they are a bit long.

Kingsman AU:

The smell of coffee and bacon woke Rhea up from a restless slumber. She turned over in the bed and pulled the comforter up to her chin, trying to fall back asleep. Nightmares had disrupted her sleep and waking up only meant feeling the exhaustion still etched in her bones from the previous day. How had her life come to this, Rhea wondered as she buried her face in her pillow. All she had done was work on a project that was meant to help people. That’s it! Tears started to burn in her eyes, the frustration that she hadn’t felt in the past 24 hours finally bubbling to the surface. It was all too much and yet she knew she would have to keep moving forward. As she had always done since she was a little girl. And the last thing she needed was for some fancy agent to see her crying. Rhea took a deep breath and tossed the covers off her. A chill quickly settled on her, making her shiver. But with the chill again came the smell of breakfast being cooked downstairs. The thought of breakfast spurred her on, out of bed and into the bathroom to wash off her face. One look in the mirror though had Rhea jumping back. She had forgotten the cut she had gotten, too busy trying to process everything and wished she could have forgotten it. The wound was red, but not as inflamed as she thought it would be. The black eye was going to get some getting used to though.

BG3 One Shot:

The only thing that propelled all of them forward was the promise of a bath, good food if Gale was up for it, and plenty of rest in their tents. Their arrival at camp was a weary but welcome one, the others happy to see their companions back but steering clear due to the nature of their arrival. To be fair, none of them wanted to deal with small talk or discuss how the fight went. Showing up meant they’d survive, and no one was demanding healing, so they were fine. Everlith stayed behind long enough to greet her friends while the others moved to the lake to wash up. “Hey there soldier, have a good fight without me,” Karlach called out as Everlith passed by. “You could say that,” Everlith smiled up at the tiefling. “Fuck yeah, you gotta tell me what happened! Did you fight goblins? Abolutests?” Karlach stepped up very close to her, nearly bouncing on the balls of her feets as she spoke. She went flat on her feet after a moment. “No wait, not with all that all over your body. Right, boss. You, uh, you might want to wash all that off.” Everlith laughed as Karlach motioned at all the blood and various gore on her body. “That was the plan.” “Don’t let me stop you, but I better hear about what happened later. Ya promise?” Karlach stepped back, but continued to look expectantly at Everlith. “When have I ever not told you,” Everlith teased, slowly walking backwards towards the water. “But over dinner, ok.” Karlach smiled and nodded before turning back towards her tent, doing a little jig with each step.

No pressure tags: @kourumi @confidentandgood @spaceratprodigy @galaxycunt @perhapsrampancy @madparadoxum @theelderhazelnut @incognito-insomniac @beautiful-delirium @poisonedtruth @eclecticwildflowers @jillvalentinesday @leviiackrman @the-lastcall @bitchesofostwick @valiantvillain @mxanigel @bearcina @awhellstothejoe @adelaidedrubman and anyone else who has something they want to share (I'm sorry if I missed anyone >.<)

[doodle-pops]

Self-Care Day With Glorfindel

𑁍 Personally, he’s one of the best people to assist with a self-care day. He’s the type to engage in all the activities that you wish to partake in because he understands what it means to be empathic.

𑁍 Glorfindel would stumble upon your tired, stressed-out figure, mopping about on the bed and buried under the sheets. When he approaches your form and pulls the sheets back, he’s met with a detached expression, but underneath, he could see the tension and frustration welling up.

𑁍 Being the cheerful person that he is, Glorfindel wouldn’t hesitate to throw himself on you to deliver so cuddles while questioning you on what’s the matter. It’s then when the words slipped past his lips, you’d break down and drop the façade to cry in his arms.

𑁍 When you explain to him that you’re just overwhelmed by a bunch of events over the recent days and you were feeling hypersensitive, he’ll cast you an apologetic look before springing from the bed and marching over to the wardrobe.

𑁍 When he returns after leaving you confused, he’s back dressed in simple attire and ready to have some fun and soft moments to assist with the stress.

𑁍 He will keep you indoors and have most workers move to the other wing to reduce noise, saving only a few for emergencies like ordering food for you both.

𑁍 This is a day where he’s going to let anything you request, slide because he knows it’s for you to ease the pain.

𑁍 If you want to have a bubble bath and spend hours soaking in the tub, he’s massaging you, if you want to build a sheet and pillow fort—you can bet he’s down for that. He is down for all if you want him to read to you, cuddle and take a long nap, or go for a walk.

𑁍 Glorfindel will spend hours away from his work and refuse to leave you to attend any meeting. Even if the King or Lord Elrond required his presence, he’s telling them no, it’s not as important as my beloved.

𑁍 When it comes to the food you choose to eat, he’ll ease up on stealing your treats because he questions your choices mentally and verbally, especially if you have a sweet tooth.

𑁍 During that time, he will ask you how you feel and gauge if you’re still hypersensitive. He’s heeding all your complaints to know whether or not he has to pay your bosses a visit to ease you up or someone else. Depending on your crisis, he’ll either give advice or remain silent and be an ear for you.

𑁍 The best thing he would suggest to you would be to go for a ride throw the forest on Asfaloth. He’ll entertain a picnic with you, feasting on organic meals that are better than some of your food choices.

𑁍 If a river is nearby, then perfect, he’ll suggest you two go for a swim. The both of you will be floating around like otters do when napping. If you are in the mood, a mini water fight to lift your spirits will occur.

𑁍 If one day isn’t enough, he’ll throw in a couple extra days and inform your boss that you are unwell. He’ll allow you to sleep in late to regain your energy and even spend a lazy day in bed.

𑁍 You wouldn’t have to worry about him making you uncomfortable with the loads of questions because as a Lord, he’s dealt with these situations among his soldiers, and has the expert abilities to navigate you.

Masterlist

Taglist: @eunoiaastralwings @noldorinpainter @ranhanabi777 @spidergirla5 @lilmelily @someoneinthestars @mysticmoomin @aconstructofamind @floraroselaughter @the-phantom-of-arda @rain-on-my-umbrella @hoshinokurasa @singleteapot @wandererindreams @asianbutnotjapanese @justellie17 @justjane @silverose365 @bunson-burner

[oran-berry-sky]

( @askpokecallcenter ) Choro @ Chansey: "For a Chansey ya look quite tough for bossing others 'round, hun. How is your relationship with ya Trainers other 'Mons? Bet there are some idiots among them, mehehehe" Choro remembers Chanseys call about a Zeraroa eating too much.

The Chansey greeted Choro. Glad the pokemon remembers her from the call awhile back. "Hi, Choro. How have you been?" The pokemon's description of Chansey was accurate. Chansey put a hand to her cheek in thought at the question. "Hmm. The biggest idiot is our stray Thundercat, Zeraora. Sarah fed him a tuna sandwich after tending a wound, and he's stuck around ever since." Zeraora: "She likes to tease me." Chansey waved her hand to her trainer, Sarah who's sitting at the kitchen table. Sarah accidently grabbed a box of pokechow instead of cereal and was pouring it into a bowl and adding milk to it. "..." yeah, she's not going to comment on it, "This is Sarah. I guess you can call her my trainer, I do battle for her sometimes. I am her (self-appointed) service and caregiver pokemon. She's missing a leg and covered in burn scars. I take care of her and I also act as her assistant pokemon. She's a freelance pokemon medic. Our relationship is good. She learned to rely on me and that makes me happy." Sarah: ¬_¬ "Chansey is bossy, but she makes sure everyone helps with their share of chores. Chansey helps a lot with the cleaning and likes cooking with me in the kitchen." she looks down at the pokechow in her bowl, "This is too dry. Remind me to buy a fresher box." Chansey again ignoring the pokechow eating of her human, goes on to introduce everyone else. "The ivysaur next to her is Bubbles. He's cool. As Sarah's first pokemon, he's little older and wiser knowing Sarah the longest and teamwork. We are good friend." Bubbles: "Nice to meet you, Bud." Chansey continued, "Then we have little Machop. He's tiny for his size, timid, Sarah rescued him as a hatchling from a bad trainer. Machop is still too scared to fight after what he's been through. He became Sarah's service pokemon and helps carry things. He's more of the team's little sibling." Machop: "..." He just wants to eat his breakfast. Feeling the introductions are getting to long, she sped things up for the others. "This is Absol. Another stray that Sarah adopted after treating an injury. He's a bit vain when it comes to is fur now that he knows what shampoo does. Likes baths and brushing." Absol: "HEY! Why do they get a big introduction and I get THAT? Also.. I like baths with shampoo. It makes my fur soft and FLUFFY." Chansey ¬_¬ "He's very vain, gruff, a messy eater, wears more food than he eats, afraid of spicy tacos." Absol: "You put a tomoto berry in my taco! It was too spicy! I got-" Chansey interrupts before he could finish that statement, "He is basically a pet dog. They are outside right now, but the other members of our team is an Alpha sized Charizard Sarah calls Chari. His wise, cool, dependable, and our neighbor when we moved in above the ranger station of the pokemon Sanctuary we now call home. Charizard always seems to know what to do in a situation, but rarely talks." Chansey respects Charizard. "We also have a cloyster now for some reason. He just showed up, dumped here by some pokemon breeders, and Sarah took him in as part of her team." Sarah: "Choro, is your name? Nice to meet you. Chansey's already introduced the team, so I don't need too. Feel free to join us for breakfast. Fresh coffee is in the pot, there is more Moomoo milk in the fridge, pancakes on the counter, cereal and pokechow on the table. Help yourself."

[reikiajakoiranruohoja]

PSN-RoR: Truth hidden behind lies

Warning: Abusive parents, medical abuse and (unintended)ableism are present in this.

There is one detail in Loboto's memory vault that is not often mentioned and its narrative purpose is lost due to its nature as a fake-out.

We are told a lie first through the events being backwards.

When we first enter the memory vault, we see Loboto's parents waving goodbye to him as he is leaving for a hospital visit. When Loboto doesn't leave immediately, they start whispering to each other about it and how he is a 'little monster' and a 'devil child.'

Though we are given some idea all is not what it seems as First Mate Loboto uses Time Bubble during the Monstrobo boss fight, we are still only given the context that Loboto is a bad person and this scene with his parents (seems to) hint that he was always so.

The second scene in the memory vault follows the same false narrative, with Momboto calling Loboto 'not natural' and a 'monster.' Even as they speak of him getting a lobotomy, the context we have is still that Loboto was just a 'bad seed' and drove his parents to lobotomize him out of desperation.

The way the story is told also creates this sense of untruth. The whole thing is voiced by Loboto himself making voices and remotely controlling dolls of his parents and himself. Like he was putting on a mocking show for Raz.

It is only in the third scene that we finally get the needed context. We are told outright that Loboto bent every spoon in the cupboard through telekinesis and his parents want to take him to a doctor to be examined. This completely flips the narrative we assumed was going on.

The entry to the last scene deserves a special mention, as it is behind a bricked-up window. It is something hidden away deep in his mind.

The reason why becomes clear as we see Loboto's parents speak to him kindly and expect great things from him. But that is not the only reason this memory is hidden, as we see baby Loboto bring his stuffed bear back to his crib with telekinesis. It is then Raz helpfully puts the pieces together for those that missed the hints; Loboto was never a devil child, he was just a psychic kid and his parents hated the thought of one enough to lobotomize him.

This is simply my own theory, but I think the way we are told the story is due to Loboto himself having a hard time recalling what actually happened. The dollhouse represents not only Loboto's bad memory but also how hard it is for him to recall the events emotionally. In addition, traumatized children often mirror their trauma through play and given the memory vault in Psychonauts 2, Loboto clearly felt like he was playing with dolls. Everything felt unreal for him, in essence.

The reason we are told the story in reverse is because Loboto himself believed the lie. He was a devil child and a little monster that his parents had to control through lobotomy. His line when you try to enter his mind without a psych portal hints at this, as he proudly declares that his shower cap was a gift from his mother. Since the cap keeps psychics out, it makes sense it also is designed to keep the powers he has 'in' as well.

It is only when Raz digs deep into the memories that Loboto himself starts to put the pieces together. This repression is the reason the final memory is bricked up as it completely disproves the lie Loboto was told and kept telling himself.

That is also why we find the compass here, as it not only represents a direction to life but also the true direction of the matter. Loboto in essence realises he was not born evil, that was just what he was told. Which means he can change his own course, he doesn't have to follow the path he was on.

Of course, as we can see in the Psychonauts 2 memory vaults, Loboto did not exactly enjoy this trip through memory lane. For one, the slide where he is surprised in the bath hints at just how vulnerable and exposed he felt getting his worst memories dug through. The slide where Raz kicks the dollhouse then showcases the awful feeling of getting the lie destroyed.

I liked the layers of symbolism and misdirection in this section, as it leads us to think one thing and then subverts it completely.

[shoalweedhence]

List of Prompts

Dear future me, please update this well. Love, your past self

• From this list you may choose up to two prompts that you can request a fic for (more than that might turn me into a savage ghoul.)

As for now I only write Eddie Munson x GN reader stories, but may broaden my horizons in the future.

• Feel free to send me your prompt(s) and any further detail that you might want added to it (them).

You might want to check the rules before sending your request but I'm not your boss.

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· "At least *I* don't make my relationship my whole personality." · "Did I do that? I'm so sorry." · "Do that again." · "Don't bother." · "How hard can it be?" · "I hate you." "Sure you do." · "I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies." · "I think we make a pretty good team, the two of us." · "I told you not to do this." · "I understand that part. What I don't get is…" · "I wanted to make sure you were alright." · "Love comes in all kinds of ways, silly. It's just that one of them is self love." · "Maybe they're just not right for you." · "Red looks good on you." "Shut up." · "Seriously? Now?" · "Shut up. I'm trying to tell you I love you." · "Someday we'll be together. I promise." · "This place creeps me out." · "We were meant to be." · "What is it?" · "You know I'm going to win, right?" · Accept Injury To Protect Someone · Be Careful What You Wish For · Assumed To Be Dead · Begging Not To Go · Blindfolded · Blowing On Cold Hands To Warm Them Up · Breathless Over A Kiss · Bruises · Cold Nights · Common Cold · Countdown · Cover The Other With A Blanket · Cradling Their Face · Cuddling To Keep Warm · Cursed · Cursed Object · Drawing In-between Scars · Dreams · First Aid Kit · First Kiss…And Second, And Third · Fog · Forehead Kisses · Going On A Trip · Hickeys · Holding Their Breath · Huddling For Warmth · Loneliness · Long Distance Relationship · Making Them Tea/Coffee · Mistaken For A Couple · Moving In Together · Neighbours!AU · Nightmares · Only One Bed · Pancakes · Peppering Kisses All Over Their Face · Picnic Dates · Rainy Day · Refusing To Fight Back · Renting Horror Movies · Roommates · Sabotage · Sharing A Blanket · Sharing An Umbrella · Sharing Clothes · Shopping · Singing · Stab Wound · Starry Skies · Taking A Relaxing Bubble Bath · The Show They Only Watch Together · Waking The Other Up To Talk To Them

[notsofunsenpai]

Stress.

Stress has been on your mind lately. Stress from work,stress from family, and just in general life has been stressful, and you need another cigarette. You just had one, but yolo, I guess, as you take out the purple carton once more to take out one of the shorts in there,placing it in your mouth and lighting it. You took a drag, then exhaled as the smoke came from your nose,"god.. that felt good." You mutter to yourself as you kicked off your shoes then go outside on the porch because your lover would scold you for one smoking in the house and two telling you that you shouldn't smoke in general. He knows you can be and get stressed really quickly like one time you had a fight with your mom who had told you to be more feminine and would dress you in a pink or red  dress or put pretty  ribbons on you at first you didn't mind since you know you were young or younger at the time but as you gotten older you realized you had your own style you prefer and wearing some of the feminine things had made you uncomfortable and out of place. When you tried more masculine or clothes for men it didn't really feel right either but none the less now that you're older you kinda realize it doesnt matter what you wear as long as it represents you and you like wearing what makes you feel comfortable.  You had made peace with your mom recently whiched eased you because shes more accepting and respectful of you,making you happy because she's about the only family you have beside kenji and some relatives you dont really care about. You took another hit of the cigarette as it went into your lungs, then blew it out through your mouth this time. Sometimes, you think to yourself, or these thoughts sometimes go through your head.

Maybe you feel like you’re somewhere in between,like you feel like both / more than one gender.

Maybe you connect somewhat to a gender but not fully.

Maybe your connection to gender fluctuates or how you experience your gender changes over time.

You were lost in thought as you kept smoking,thinking how funny the world is or can be.

Kenji had come home from shopping for some snacks,he went into the kitchen to place them down on the marbel counter,he wondered where you were then got a sniff of smoke.

He sighed,frowning,"They're gonna be the death of me, i swear." He says, heading to the back porch. He knew you've been smoking or have been smoking before hand,the first time was when your boss pissed you off and sent you home early then a week after he fired you over something dumb,and you were so mad he thought he saw smoke coming from you to only realize you were actually smoking . He wasn't disappointed but sad maybe slightly annoyed because he didn't want you to smoke and get an addiction, he was there for a reason and he has two ears to listen to your problems and maybe help if he can by either running you a bubble bath or having a date night to make you forget about your worries. He places a hand onto your shoulder and calls out to you in a gentle tone that he shows to no one else but you.

You didn't notice him calling your name,you were still lost in thought still and smoking your cigarette.

"Or maybe i don’t connect to any gender and form my own way to communicate my experience...?" You sighed,unsure what to think. You felt your cigarette being taken away and thrown on the ground as Kenji steps on it to extinguish it.

"Y/N,you there? What have i told you about smoking? This cancer stick may seem good at first but baby you gotta break the habit,addiction is a hard thing and i know you're going through it,but i need to let you know you're not alone. I'll be here for you, and I'm much healthier than that cigarette. " Kenjii said, bringing your attention to him.

You looked down but felt him take ahold of your hands,"Y/N,look at me. I'm here for you,whatever you decide to do, I'll be by your side every step of the way. Just stop smoking,it's breaking my heart. Instead, talk to me, and I'll listen. I may not be good at words, but im a good listener,so please stop for me?.." he said, bringing you in for a tight hug,feeling how tense he was. You didn't realize how much it hurt him,you knew it annoyed him, but you didn't want to see him sad.

You wrapped your arms around him,"I'll try for you."you said softly with a sad smile. You felt him soften up a bit. "Let's stay like this for a few more minutes..please." he said to you which you happily obligated.

You stared at nothing in particular,but you just hugged him, and he hugged you. You felt safe in his arms, and you trusted him.

Then another thought came to mind.

It could be a number of things.

It’s a diverse and complex experience, and experiences may differ from one another.

But when you think about it,

Isn't that a beautiful reflection of what humanity or human nature is in a way?

[zuffer-weird-girl]

"There are so many capable men... and all they can think to do is rob a convenience store? Kinda weird... you'd think a group this big might just, y'know... have bigger goals than that... You're all sick. And you need a cure."

Fics

Fights

The flu caught the doctor

Attention

Jealous Kai

His angel is sick

Iron grip

Paranoid

Drunk plague doctor

Tap tap tap.... hurried footsteps

Jealous of Shigaraki

Run straight to your arms

Shy cuddles

Shy but also a badass; shy but also badass got kidnapped

Angel with laryngitis

Caught his angel dancing

Love is cruel

He just wants attention

Interested on another yakusa’s boss

Cherish it or hate it..?

Deadly cramps

The “L” word

Shy angel on the stage

A touch is all is needed

Angel is a fan of Rappa... he hates it.

Perfect for him

Serious disease

Bubble bath

What if Pops died..?

Intelligent yet clingy angel

Finding out about Eri

angel who is afraid of touch due her parents

Cooking contest! Now GO!

DON’T enter the kitchen

Protect her

Angel of darkness

Discomfort

Tiny little Overhaul

Join the Shie Hassaikai instead

Coffe addicted

A kiss under the mistletoe

Tiny little angel

Proposing to his angel

Stockholm syndrome

Ice skating

Arranged marriage with another yakusa’s boss

Giant foodie

Give him affection!

Where are the grandkids?

Mimic lost Overhaul’s weeding rings

Beach day!

Her smile

In the rain we stay

Butterflie knifes collection... don’t touch

Dingle bells

His angel can bake

Pop the pimple!

The yakusa’s personal restaurant

Swear word? Gasp!

Caretaker angel

Jealous angel

He wants sweets

Even demons had their lowest moments...

Baby fever

Meeting her family

Never knew I needed

First date and you’re a mess

Stripping habbit

Hey! No touching!

She dance? I dance.

Don’t be so kind...

UNO

Choosing pizza over eggs and bacon for breakfast

He misses his angel...

ex-boyfriend get the fuck out

Pops stealing his angel away from him

The angel is now his, not from this filth who needs to die on hell

Childhood bestfriend? He doesnt think so, hands off from his angel

Unpleasant call

Traumas of his past

Greek god body

ASMR for him

Angel’s photos and memories

Comforting his angel

His angel having tea with Pops... what the hell is happening?

The same look....

JENGA

Unexpected

Unfair genocide..

He goes to your home country and thinks is hell (Br)

His and only his angel.

His personal nurse in tartarus

A perfect day made for you

His angel’s father

Protect him at all costs

saved him, the reward? A kiss.

Take you to dreamland

Interesting...

Fired

Your husband

Come back to your Ex

Broken arm... it was his fault

Dear future husband

Future visions

A surprise for a stressed man *NSFW*

Prison break , another chance

Tired eyes but a happy soul

So close

Sleep walks

Mischievous mood

What does the Devil fear?

Angel’s family from a italian mafia

It’s Valentines day!

Broken promises but relieved hearts

Planing the weeding

Miscarriage

Loss

Deaging quirk and familiar boundings

Angel quirk...

Overhaul losing his V-card *NSFW*

Be quiet!

Not so great meeting with angel’s mother

Hcs

His angel working on childcare

Ideal S/o

Childhood friends

S/o with a blood manipulation quirk

Stealing his jacket

S/o having a alletgy of quirks

S/o that has OCD and likes to clean

Angel who has low self preservation skills

Taking care of him after the loss of his arms

S/o who had abusive hero parents

Acting like him

Chisaki waking up on a word which quirks don’t exist and he has a family

S/o with scars

Angel has zero tolerance of alcohool

Meeting Pops

Chubby S/o

S/o with eating dissorder

His nurse

Cuddling with Overhaul

S/o who plays gacha games

Wooing S/o whose is distrustful

Getting a puppy despite his hate of the poor creature

S/o with a angel quirk, ironic right?

Yandere Kai; Yandere Kai general headcanons

Calming his angel down after a panic attack

S/o making suicidal jokes

S/o sended him nudes

S/o with a mermaid quirk

Angel that swears a lot

S/o who is a pervert

Angel who lived on the streets

His angel of music

S/o with natural fangs

S/o passing away

Austhistic and Asexual S/o

Touching by accident his angel’s butt

Angel who knows how to use a sword

His angel getting hurt on a fight

S/o addicted with anime

Mute S/o

Assasinin angel

Metal head S/o

Skater angel

S/o speaking another language (BR)

Bathing in tea

Having the same quirk as him

Angel’s soft legs

S/o who is a gamer

Pops advice

Anti hero S/o

Amazon S/o

Hurting his angel by accident

Angel’s true nature

Kleptomaniac S/o

Reaction at seing Monsterhaul

Idol S/o

Pianist S/o

The devil and the... wait. FROG?!

Drabbles

Family (this one is a classic of the old days, is a whole another list with silly stories which Overhaul has a family and gives up on Eri's experiments)

Au's

Angels and demons

Reterided from the yakusa

Cursed with the demon

[having-conniptions]

Love In The Air Special Episode) live reaction under the cut (long post)

Uhhhhh I watched the entire series on iQIYI and there's a special episode but it's just some behind the scenes commentary... I don't think that's it *proceeds to google* *finds actual episode on bilibili* aaaaaahhh bilibili my beloved

The quality is fucked tho, I can count the damn pixels

Ayyyyy besties hanging out <3

Lmao not Plerng trying to snatch Sky away from Pai hahahahaha

"Nong Sky, you should come this way or you'll go crazy like them" HAHAHA SHE'S ICONIC

"I didn't fight with P'Phayu. I'm just annoyed that he's attractive." Good to know our boys still have normal real-life problems

So... Sky's problem is that Pai's entire family is crushing on him and Rain's problem is that everyone is crushing on Phayu? They're so unserious omg but unserious problems are what they deserve after everything they've gone through

"No, it doesn't suit you. Take it off right now." So that's how it is huh Rain?

Hahaha my babies are so baby

"Have you ever called P'Pai 'Daddy'?" RAIN WHERE IS THIS GOING

The way he said "Daddyyy-uh!" Rain stoooppp I'm wheezing

Soooo... Phayu was acting like Rain's dad (telling him to get off his damn phone and read a book), Rain called him out on it and Phayu's brain short circuited - got it xD I love them so much

Hahaha Rain is so shameless istg

"Can I eat something else too?" 👀🍑

I'M FUCKINF WHEEZING THE FUVKING NIPPLE PINCH HAHAHA Sky sending Pai to horny jail

"Keep playing your game. I'm gonna play mine." OH MY 👀

Awwww Phayu and Prapai watching Rain and Sky being adorable and goofy 🤭❤️

Sky telling that girl to back off was too good - I absolutely love when he's being sassy 🔥❤️

He's so sassy and confident I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Besties going on a trip ayyyyy

And trying their hardest not to miss their respective boyfriends lmao

But can we please treat their friendship as just as valid and important as their relationships? Because it is 😭❤️

They didn't even tell their boyfriends?? Oh - they did. But our dumbasses still decided to look for them I guess lol

Oh poor Sig xD

Lmao Rain gave Sig the exact location and even the room HE WANTS TO BE FOUND 😂

Sig's "evil laugh" I can't- 😂

SKY IN LUFFY COSPLAY?? I mean I knew he was an otaku but I didn't know it was this bad 😂 the cosplay is 🔥🔥🔥 tho

Chilling at the pool, sipping cocktails, living the good life 😌❤️

...gets boring quickly I guess 😂

Good thing the bf's are on their way

"Don't say there's actually a ghost behind me" Rain so Baby

"You know I'll get angry if you drag me away like that, don't you?" - "You know I won't do anything against your will" THIS EXCHANGE ❤️❤️

Directly followed by "I told you not to followed me" well he's got a point lmao

HAVE I MENTIONED I LOVE SASSY SKY especially when he's bossing around his bf

Love how both of them are like "I'll forgive you but you have to do whatever I say" Rain is gonna put Phayu in a costume isn't he- HE CAME PREPARED IT'S IN HIS SUITCASE I CAN'T 😂

Oh my god Sky's rules for Pai are pure evil but like in the best way possible holy shit HAVE I MENTIONED I LOVE WHEN SKY IS LIKE THIS

"Then it must be when I punished you until you were sore. But i remember that you liked it" whyyy did we only see the other options (why Rain is angry) as flashbacks earlier but not this one? Not fair xD

"Made out with her" RAIN THEY JUST SAT NEXT TO EACH OTHER ON A COUCH CALM YOUR TIDDIES BABE

Hahaha "next outfit. Get changed now."

The kisses in this series are seriously so beautiful - idk why but they're just so satisfying 😌❤️

Omg Sky with the candles & the bathrobe and the bubble bath and Pai isn't allowed to do anything or react - really testing his self control I could neverrrrrr

The power that Sky holds over Pai 👀👀👀 I am WEAK for him omg

"You've really got no idea how greedy I am" why is that so hot I mean what-

"We've made up, but I never said your punishment was over" Sky can be so scary you almost forget he is in fact baby

Awwwwww why is everyone so cute 😭❤️

"Shall we have a beach wedding?" PROPOSING ALREADY HUH

"You must've forgotten that same sex marriage isn't legalized in this country" I love how this line perfectly fits Sky's character while simultaneously bringing attention to one of the problems same-sex couples in Thailand face in real life, reminding viewers of the injustice that still exists

"But I believe there'll be changes in the future" aaaaaa i really see this exchange as something that's kinda breaking the first wall and this line feels like it's meant to give hope to same-sex couples in Thailand (and in other countries where it's not legal yet) ❤️❤️

Also can I just say Sky looks so freaking beautiful in this scene I want to print out every frame and use them as wallpaper 😍

Also the location and outfits are the same as in the photo on Pai's desk 😭❤️😭❤️

"When you're ready, I'm gonna propose to you" YEESSSS THE HALF-PROPOSAL AND PAI WAITING FOR SKY TO BE READY AAAA IT'S EVERYTHING

Awwww everyone running into the water, flip flops floating away into the ocean lmao

Shiiiiiiit they're all so cute omg that shot with both couples just standing there SO IN LOVE and Phayu and Pai with their wet (now see-through) shirts I don't even know where to look but this is art

And I'm sure a good part of that goofy ending was just BossNoeul and FortPeat 🤭🤭

This... this is it. It's over. Omg it's over. But it's not bc I'm not done yet. Time to obsess for a couple more weeks.

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If you've read Young Justice 1998, you'll be familiar with Bonnie King-Jones, mother of Cissie, former Miss Arrowette and current stage mother. Her character was created in the 1960s and made a few guest appearances in Green Arrow stories, and I stumbled across these while looking for something else.

Those 1960s comics really contextualize where Bonnie is coming from during her appearances as an older adult in the 1990s.

Bonnie King is introduced after having won an archery contest that grants her the title "Miss Arrowette." Encouraged by this success, she determines to use her skills to help Green Arrow and Speedy.

(World's Finest Comics #113)

Like Green Arrow, she uses trick arrows, but they're all themed with beauty products or other stereotypically feminine objects. In universe, this is likely because those items were what Bonnie had on hand; presumably she makes all these arrows herself. From a Doylist perspective, however, this seems a lot like a male writer trying extra hard to make this character A Girl rather than a hero using situationally appropriate tools.

Bonnie's trick arrows do get put to some clever uses! But note that the guys get to use things like "boxing glove arrows."

And Oliver's immediate response to her is to hope that she will stop what she's doing, because girls shouldn't be vigilantes. Actual children, as long as they're male, sure, why not. But "this isn't a game for girls!"

And the narrative reinforces this by having Bonnie's efforts result in Oliver and Roy getting kidnapped. See! Girls are incompetent in this area. But the guilt doesn't stop Bonnie.

Her aggressively girly arrows continue to prove quite useful, and even Oliver wants to borrow some of them once she catches up to him. He gets to use them, because she is finally behaving like a proper girl and is now too scared to get involved anymore. Leave that to the men.

And she duly swears off crime-fighting at the end--it's "not for girls like me!" The moral of the story seems to be: girls, don't meddle in men's business because you're too incompetent to keep up, and any innovative ideas you might have need to be turned over to men who can utilize them properly.

Bonnie, though, can't be kept down. She still practices her archery, and she's ready to jump in and help at the first opportunity.

(World's Finest Comics #118)

She's still using her trick arrows, which are still confined to the beauty products theme. Green Arrow uses firecracker arrows; Miss Arrowette has...bubble-bath arrows?

This isn't really Green Arrow and Speedy whom she comes to assist; they're crooks who are impersonating them in order to steal from a charity event. Bonnie doesn't know that, but she picks up on something being off, assumes they're ill and hiding it, and determines to look out for them. But of course the narrative can't let her be seen as competent, and she throws off Oliver's already-in-place plan to foil the criminals.

Nevertheless, she stands up to the criminals and finally detects that they're imposters (by, of course, means that are connected to stereotypical expectations of a woman).

Even though her contributions help save the day, in the end she has to apologize to Oliver for messing up his plans and gets reminded that crime fighting is Not For Her.

And once again, she does not take that advice to heart. The next time she appears, she picks up on something that Oliver has missed, which sends him on the trail of a new case. Even so, he remains condescending and tells her to "keep your pretty powdered nose out of this!"

(World's Finest Comics #134)

Has this man learned nothing? Bonnie's trick arrows once again prove useful and ingenious, and her involvement helps save the day.

And finally, at the end, even though Oliver chides her for not obeying orders (like he's her boss or her dad or something), he acknowledges that her contribution was valuable.

And then she never shows up in another Green Arrow story again!

The account of Bonnie's past that her daughter Cissie tells in Secret Origins 80-Page Giant #1 is a bit different. In this version, Bonnie is the daughter of a mother who pressured her into training for the Olympics and was disgusted with her for only getting a bronze medal. Bonnie temporarily gives up archery but resumes it to help Green Arrow and Speedy. "She wanted to be treated like a hero," says Cissie, "but after the childhood she had, she couldn't bring herself to train like one." Her incompetence nearly gets her hurt, and Green Arrow has to rescue her. Her archery career comes to an end shortly after.

But this is Cissie's version of what happened, and she's not too fond of her mother when she's telling it. I think there's room in this narrative for the 1960s version of Bonnie's career to fit in too.

All this to say, no wonder Bonnie ages into an aggressive, ambitious woman determined to see her daughter succeed. No wonder she pushes for fair treatment of Cissie in any potential merchandising for YJ when the group forms. She has had to put up with sexism in her career from the beginning, gotten told over and over that she couldn't and shouldn't use her gifts, and then finally lost her chance to succeed on her own account. She's got something to prove to the world, and she, unfortunately but understandably, transfers these goals and dreams to her very talented daughter who can carry them out. Bonnie has been hurt by life, and her coping mechanism is to lash back through the only means she has. Regrettably, she inadvertently ends up hurting Cissie too.

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"A Long Day"

Avengers AU - Drabble

Characters: Sam Wilson x reader

Posted: Feb 17th

WARNINGS: SMUT, NO UNDER 18, I tried to add fluff....

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For anon

The door shut loudly which wasn't a good sign, you had texted him briefly that your day was going downhill fast. One single number had taken the day down the drain pipe. Your boss had come down on you hard, stayed with you throughout the day helping you search for that one number and took it upon himself to remind you this was a rookie mistake throughout the entire process.

You had missed lunch.

Tripped over your feet and fell face first.

No bruises but it had been one hell of a day.

You toed your shoes off and stood in the small hallway at the entrance of your apartment, fighting back the overwhelming feeling of failure. Eyes stinging as you struggled not to openly sob.

Strong warm hands caught your shoulders and slowly kneaded into the tight muscles there, lips connecting with the side of your neck and Sam whispered soothingly into your skin. Frustration melted away as you turned into his arms.

"Hey there," he chuckled, wrapping you into the safety of his arms, "I got dinner served and a nice chocolate pie to boot."

You squirmed in his hold till you could tip your head back and lifted onto your toes. Sam bent down and pressed his lips to yours, soft and sweet little pecks quickly turned a little heated as you eagerly responded.

Sam hooked his thumbs into the top of your slacks, shoving them off as you pushed a hand into his gym shorts, wrapping your hand around him, smirking smugly against his lips as he hardened in your grasp. "Y/N…" You loved when his voice caught in his throat around your name, the way he pressed you back into the wall, lifting your leg and the way his breath escaped as you helped guide him into you, both of you sighing softly as he buried himself inside you.

He started slow, large hands wrapped tightly around the back of your thighs as he kissed you tenderly, each kiss and roll of his hips brushing away the frustrations of the day. You moved with him, panting softly as you held onto his shoulders, wrapping an arm around him to hold on as he quickened his pace.

"Nngh, Sam!" Your breath hitched as he drove in, hitting that spot you needed him to with a self satisfied grin as you cried out, walls clenching down on him and he buried himself in you following you over the edge.

"That wasn't planned …" he hummed into your hair, your face still buried in his broad shoulder. "I mean not till later"

"Mnn…" was all you could muster.

"There's flowers and chocolate, music," he continued a little breathless. "A bubble bath"

"You're still in me–" you mumbled, finally lifting your head, "we could do the bubble bath and then the rest?"

Sam chuckled as he pulled you away from the wall and kept you held against him. "Sounds like a plan."