#have an awful day 😘 💞

[certified-pinkwasher]

fun fact!!!!!

apartheid is in fact not the same thing as having a closed border. also if you didnt know that maybe google what apartheid is. hope this helps 🤗

[senawashere]

We're on this together...(Chapter VI)

Bradley Bradshaw x Fem!Wife!Reader

Summary: Stupid kids.

Little note: Carol and Nick is still alive.

Warnings: Infertility,mentions of miscarrige,mentions of hospital,mentions of getting pregnant,mentiones of ivf.Use of alcohol,arguing,use of bad languange. Not so angsty anymore🥹

July 22, 2022:

It was almost six weeks later that Bradley became suspicious.

They both hadn’t spent much time together since the last time, and he wanted to make up for lost time with his wife. So he decided to take a day off and make breakfast while you were still in bed.

He whistles as he makes the pancakes, turning around every now and then to check the coffee on the stove the way you like it. He puts the missing dishes on the tray, completing the breakfast you’ve been making for years; maple syrup, coffee, pancakes, hash browns, and toast.

He jots down the note, “I’ll always love you :).”

He hears you coming down the stairs and mentally prides himself on his perfect timing, quickly organizing everything and turning toward the door frame that separates the kitchen from the living room.

You enter the scene as he scratches his tangled nest of hair and tries to adjust the pj's that have been tossing and turning throughout the night, his face is imprinted with pillows and Bradley feels like he’s going to faint from how beautiful his wife is.

“Good morning, my love.”

“Hm.” You just smile, you don’t like talking to anyone when you’re barely awake and he knows that so he doesn’t force you.

You open your eyes and stop in your tracks when you see your breakfast, looking at your husband with a small smile and a blush on his face.

“Oh, Bradley!”

“It’s been a long time since we had breakfast together.” He mutters and you settle between his legs (you sat down so you could eat with him) and walk over to him to take his face in your hands, placing small kisses on his sparsely stubbled face and lips.

You sit down and the two of you start eating, chatting from time to time.

He looked proud of himself as he watched you eat pancakes with maple syrup, but you tasted the coffee and spit it back into the cup.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" He asks you with a hurt expression on his face.

"I'm sorry honey, but it tastes awful." 

You reply with a grimace as you pour yourself a glass of apple juice to drink it all down.

Bradley takes your coffee from you and takes a sip; it tastes perfectly normal, very good if he has to admit, but he decides to leave you alone and let you continue with a glass of apple juice.

You were happily continuing to eat, of course, until you popped a small piece of egg yolk into your mouth.

Bradley doesn’t have time to complain when you’re throwing up in the sink anyway.

He quickly drops his coffee and walks over to you, grabbing your hair and patting your back until you pull yourself together, wiping your face with the sleeve of his shirt as he looks at you.

“I don’t feel so good.” You mumbled with a pout that made Bradley’s heart ache.

“It’s okay, honey.” He pulls you into his chest. “Why don’t you lie down? I’ll put everything aside and join you as soon as I can.”

You nod and look into his eyes. “I’m sorry I messed this up.”

He smiles sadly as he brushes his sweaty hair from his forehead. “You didn’t mess anything up, to be honest, I was really looking forward to staying in bed with you.”

You leave and ten minutes pass while Bradley gets breakfast, maybe saving it for later. He’s washing the cups when he notices something while one of them drying in the sink.

He picks up his phone with his half-dried hands and opens the conversation he had with his mother a week ago.

"Everything is fine honey. Your cousin is pregnant and can't handle eggs and coffee so we're taking care of her now. Kisses, honey, I love you and Y/N!! 💕💞😘"

Eggs and coffee.

Eggs.

Coffee.

He grips the marble countertop as he tries to catch his breath.

Could it be..?

God, he's going to faint at the thought.

He couldn’t believe he had such a good memory to remember such a mundane message between his mother and him.

You run your hand over your face as you trie to come back to reality if she’s pregnant…or not..

Damn it, you can’t think straight, and if it wasn’t for Duke jumping on the counter and barking in your face, then you’d still be going crazy.

You turn off the faucet and run upstairs, ignoring Bradley's fuzzy nerves as he enters your shared bedroom, you stare at him in fear.

“Take a pregnancy test.” That’s all he says, and you get out of bed in confusion.

“What?” You ask, approaching him. “Are you okay? You look pale.” You cup his face.

“Yeah, yeah.” He responds excitedly, letting you examine his face.

“Just, please, you have to.”

“Okay, I’ll do it and you’ll calm down.” He looks into your eyes and nods. “Come on.”

Bradley can barely control himself as you pee on four sticks to make sure, wandering the bathroom and bedroom until you come out.

“We need to wait five minutes, do you want to explain what’s going on?”

You both sit on the bed and hold his hands to comfort him, which does the trick.

“You’re going to think I’m crazy, but do you remember when my mom told me Marienne was pregnant and couldn’t stand eggs nor coffee?”

“Yeah.” You answer, and your eyes widen in understanding. “Oh my god. What do you think..”

“I don’t know.” Bradley shakes his head, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. “I don’t know.”

The minutes pass and the both of you gets crazier and crazier; You feel like you're going to tear your hair out in desperation, and Bradley wants to throw up again for the tenth time as he playes with his rings.

There has to be something else, he doesn’t even know how to take care of babies, was it his paternal instinct? no, this is stupid, maybe he’s not going to be a father and he’s just going crazy.

He’s an idiot, now your hopes are up and he doesn't want to have to see the look of disappointment on your perfect face again.

So lost in his thoughts that he doesn't notice you get up from behind him to re-enter the bathroom, slowly reappearing with four tests in your hands, unable to take your eyes off them as you mumble;

“Positive.”

Bradley raised his head as soon as he heard you, his eyes met your now teary ones and he stood up, approaching you, ypu are showing him all the positive lines that showed your baby growing inside you. His fucking wife is pregnant.

You put them down and throw yourself into your husband's arms, clinging to each other, making you both fall backwards onto the bed.

You cry into Bradley's chest while he cries into yours.

You feel like you're going to faint from the tears and sobs pouring out of both of your bodies, a tremendous happiness fills your entire body as millions of things go through your head. Same for him too.

Bradley talks to pregnant women's bellies, Bradley holds a small chubby baby, Bradley plays the piano with a small child, Bradley rocks a baby, Bradley and your babies will be like this.

Sooner or later, it would all come true.

Meanwhile, Bradley is still crying as if he's never cried in his life, you're sitting with him in your arms and he moves his hands between them to rest on your belly. "There's a baby inside," he says, his voice breaking.

You laugh and lean your forehead against his. "There's a baby inside."

Both of you look at each other, your eyes fill with tears and you both start laughing, you kiss, ignoring the salty taste of teardrops. You kiss, trying to convey everything that cannot be expressed in words to each other, but now there is someone who proves that their love is possible.

"A perfect blend of us,there it is." Bradley's and yours belly felt like there were fireworks inside. He can't wait to sing and play the piano to his love's growing belly, to hold that tiny hand.

He just can't wait.

"I love you." He sees the tears continue to flow down your cheeks as you part your lips. "I love you Bradley, we did it."

"We did it." He repeats, squeezing your waist between his hands. "We did it, we're having a baby, I told you."

"I can't believe you found out because I threw up your breakfast."

"Because you would never throw up something I make, I'm an incredible chef."

Both laugh again and Bradley flips both of you over, laying you between him and the bed, laughing at the kisses he spreads across your face, neck, and lifting the robe slightly to reveal the soft skin of your belly. 

It was keeping his baby warm in there.

Duke seems to notice the happiness that is coming from the room, he climbs into bed and cuddles up to his mother’s chest, who is happily caressing Bradley's hair and cheeck's.

Bradley kisses the area on your belly as you stroke Duke's scalp, and his tears continue to flow when he sees you talking to Duke about the baby.

He whispers something, but you and maybe someone else can hear him clearly.

“Welcome home, baby. You are already loved.”

“Yeah, I always wanted to have your stupid children.”

THEY MADE IT🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

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[kneelingshadowsalome]

Hi!! How would König react to his Engel having sh scars? I know this is a sensitive request, feel free to ignore it 🫶

Aw I don't mind but thank you for being sensitive 💞 😘

Please skip dear readers if this is triggering for you 🩷

König will notice your scars soon, if not immediately. He knows every old bruise and cut and scar on his skin and the stories behind them, his body is a whole map of old wounds, war, and torment. Therefore he pays close attention to other people's scars.

He won't bring them up too soon out of discretion, but they make him sad, upset, and angry. He knows they are self-inflicted, and the hurt it sends in his heart is maddening because he wants to hurt the ones who have made you hurt. But what to do when you have hurt yourself…?

He eventually asks about them to root out the one guilty for your pain. It must be someone else's fault that you have resorted to cutting yourself.

"Engel, are these… have you hurt yourself?" He asks the question one day when you two are cuddling. He deliberately brings his fingers to your scars and brushes a touch over them to make it known that he sees you… All of you.

"It was... years ago," you answer with a mixture of unease, shame and sadness in your gut. It's never easy to talk about them, and besides, people usually settle for simply staring at them. They rarely if ever mention them or ask about them.

It's not the same with König, because there's no need for facades. He never shies sway from challenging topics. He can talk about gutting people with a trench knife and licking you until you make the cutest sounds – and talk about them almost in the same sentence – so why would discussing self inflicted harm be a taboo subject for him?

"Did someone make you sad?" He demands to know, and you spend the next thirty minutes assuring König that you were simply feeling horrible and desperate and there's no one to blame for it (even if there were, you would be reluctant to tell him because you know it would only make him bounce off the bed and start a manhunt).

It feels both good and bad to open up about your past, the heavy depression you went through. It's an oddly charming therapy session that ends in your therapist pulling you tight against him. You have a feeling that this man who, distortedly enough, loves the exact tools you used to cut yourself with actually understands you better than any therapist ever could.

What breaks your heart, however, is when König hugs you and sighs: "I wish I had been there when you needed me." His attempts to fix the past, present and future is heartrending, but this was a fight he couldn't win – it was yours, and you had to go through it alone.

"Angel... I know how it feels to hate yourself. You must come to me if you're feeling angry or sad. Ja?" His words are blunt and straight to the point. König never sugar-coat things, but that's what you love about him. He sees the beauty in mundane, ordinary things, he sees meaning even in despair. He says how it is, and you know he's a connoisseur in that area – self-hate, that is. You fully believe him when he says he's not a stranger to pain. In that realm, you share a bond.

Then he begs you to promise him to never hurt yourself again. If you're feeling sad, you must come to him so that he can help you. He will always remind you of your worth if you'd happen to forget it.

There's no need for tears, not when he's here. You feel an odd, peaceful calm in your soul, laying there in his arms after revealing the deepest pits of your hell to him. He's not afraid of your darkness at all. He even kisses those scars, and that's when your lashes begins to flutter along with your heart. He whispers loving things on your skin, kisses your wounds with love, the same wounds people have simply stared with pity, confusion, and ridicule.

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Angel

Summary; Jason calls the reader stupid, among other mean things. Eddie finds out after he finds her crying at their spot and is pissed off that anyone would dare insult his angel.

Warnings; protective Eddie, Jason being an ass, tiny bit of angst and fluff.

Likes/reblogs, etc is always appreciated 😘 I dont give anyone permission to copy my work

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Having to partner up with Jason in maths was enough to make anyone annoyed but as always she tried her best not to let his general asshole self get to her.

That vow had been tested several times in the last hour. All she wanted was for this class to be done and to find Eddie.

She smiles giddily, thrumming with anticipation at seeing her sweet love. At this point, she was lost in her head and only came to when Jason huffed about loud.

"For fuck sake will you concentrate" he hisses to her, she folds her arms and glares at him.

"Why do you have to be such an asshole all the time? Can't you be a nice person for like ten seconds?"

He snorts.

"Maybe I'm pissed because I am stuck with you as a partner today and as usual you are off in a little ditzy dream world where everything is all sunshine, rainbows and unicorns" his words sting but she tries to hide it.

"I don't live in a ditzy dream world. I am well aware of how awful real life can be but why can't I find beauty and goodness too?" She argues.

He snorts.

This only makes her more annoyed.

"Or maybe I am pissed off at the fact you are god damn stupid and I'll have to do all the work" her stomach sinks and as the bell rings Jason storms off.

His words make her feel like shit, she knew she wasn't stupid. Maths just wasn't her strongest subject but she tried and worked hard to get the grades.

The words stick in her mind and she feels the tears fall.

❤

Eddie couldn't wait to see his princess. They were meeting at their spot in the woods and all he wanted was to kiss and hold his sweetheart for a little while.

They have been dating for a while now and he is so in love with her, she was sweet and kind and sometimes she could get lost in a daydream or distracted by things easily, cute animals, and flowers.

She wore pretty flowy dresses and flowers in her hair, fed all the stray cats in the trailer park and sang along dreamily to songs he didn't listen to but loved anyway because they made her happy.

Each of those things made him love her more and more and he was fiercely protective of his angel.

Eddie had never been more certain of anything in his life and that was he knew one day he was going to marry her.

He freezes as he hears quiet sniffles and when he finds yn at their table crying his protective instincts go into overdrive.

Who the fuck would hurt his princess? His fist clenches, he wasn't a violent person at all but how could anyone hurt a sweetheart like yn? She was so gentle and kind to everyone.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" she looks up and rushes over to him. He wraps her up in a tight hug and strokes her hair.

"Do you think I'm stupid Eds? That I live in a ditzy, fairytale world?" he gapes at her and gently wipes away her tears.

"Of course, not sweetheart, you're not stupid and you like to daydream a little? Who cares?" Her lip wobbles and he sits on the wooden table, holding her close to him.

"Who said this to you?" she shakes her head and borrows closer to him.

"You'll get mad and I don't want you to get in trouble for an asshole Eddie" he frowns and tilts up her cheek.

"I can't promise I won't get mad baby because someone made you cry but I promise I won't get into trouble" she bites her lip still looking unsure.

"Well in Math I got partnered up with Jason and"... That's all he needs to hear, he listens to her repeat what happened and he quietly seethes.

"Eddie? Are you okay?" she asks him and kisses his cheek.

"Of course, he's an idiot baby don't listen to a word out of that fuckers mouth. Spews a load of shit" she nods and kisses him again, a little smile gracing her features.

He kisses her forehead already planning on tracking Carver down and giving him a piece of his mind.

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Eddie had left yn with Chrissy and Robin as they chatted happily about what new movies were in the theatre.

He had just seen Jason and wasted no time in marching over to him and blocking his path, barely concealing his attempt.

"You want something freak?" Jason spits at him and he glares at the asshole.

"Let me make one thing clear Carver, I stopped giving a fuck what you think of me a long time ago but insulting MY girl is off limits you understand?"

Jason scoffs.

"It's not my fault your girlfriend lives in some fucking fantasy land where everything is sunshine and rainbows, she needs to get a fucking grip"

His temper threatens to spill over but he reigns it in.

"Listen to me dickhead. I am not a violent person, never have been but I will kick your ass if you hurt yn again. I'll probably get my ass kicked as well but it will be worth it. Are we clear?"

Jason's smug smile slips away.

"Whatever Munson." Eddie stands taller, glowering at Jason who steps back visibly nervous.

"I don't know why anyone would want to make someone so fucking wonderful cry, she is one of the good things to me in this shitty place, she's beautiful inside and out, smart, funny, kind, and a literal fucking sweetheart. You don't upset her again. Right?"

After a second Jason snorts and then nods pushing past him.

Eddie returns back to yn smiling as she is laughing at something Chrissy has said.

"Miss me, princess?" He teases her and she smiles sweetly as be wraps his arms around her.

"You two are so cute" Chrissy coos and Robin nods.

"Disgustingly cute but still cute. Where did you go off to anyway?" He shrugs and narrows his eyes as Jason approaches.

"Dealing with some shit," he tells Robin as Jason avoids his gaze and tugs Chrissy along.

"Babe, come on we'll be late" Eddie smirks.

Good. He hopes Carver has learned his lesson.

"Wanna help me set up for Hellfire babe? I created a new character. Based on my favourite princess" he kisses her nose and she takes his hand excitedly as they discuss the latest developments for his campaign.

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[hippolotamus]

Hi sweetheart 🫶

Please tell me/ snippet me about Mirrorball, Weather and Time, You're where I wanna go, and Bridgerton AU? (I'm being so restrained by not asking for them all)

James, my darling, my love. I know this is from an older ask game but I will never miss an opportunity to yell about this WIP. It is quite possibly the love of my life as far as creations are concerned. Thank you for asking about it. Some words for you. This is Buck's POV about the train ride to Chicago. The amount of time for the trip is a total guess on my part but the tears shed while I wrote this little bit were very authentic (all previous snippets here)

After three days on the train, Buck is ready to be almost anywhere else. Even if that place has a temperature that’s barely above freezing. He’ll accept that in exchange for being able to stretch his legs, to breathe crisp air that bites when he inhales and isn’t tinged with thick, black smoke from a steam engine.  The ride itself wasn’t awful. By all modern standards, especially compared to the coach passengers, it was smooth and comfortable. He and Lucy had access to any amenity possible. A private sleeping area, their choice of plush, cushioned chairs, and a private dining table.  Buck’s two favorite features were access to the observation car and the ability to talk to the conductor any time they wanted. He had a seemingly endless stream of questions about the train and its parts, fascinated by the enormous wheels, gears, and pistons and what made them run.  At night, when the crew was scarce and Buck couldn’t sleep, he found himself drawn to the grand glass panes that afforded a spectacular view for miles in every direction while it was still light. While that was noteworthy, he preferred the safety of darkness. An inability to distinguish small nameless towns from rolling fields of wheat and grass. At most he could see countless stars dotting the inky expanse as they sparkled and shone alongside the moon, appearing as a silvery sliver that might be plucked from the sky if only he tried hard enough. To anyone else, the view was practically worthless. But to him it was the reprieve he so desperately craved, as much there as any other setting. Because in the absence of light and detail, of giddy chatter from another pair of newlyweds that are sickeningly in love, there weren’t cabins and houses that might have been home. No bright mornings spent chasing until he was inevitably caught and rolled in the dirt, being rewarded with laughter and kisses. No afternoons in the shade of the giant oak, or on the porch if it was raining, listening to the soothing cadence of devastatingly pretty words from a book of poems. No evenings watching the sun set before falling into bed himself, wrapped in the kind of love only found in fairytales.

Also, I couldn’t say if I’ve ever shared the teeny tiny playlist I’ve started for this one but here it is 💞

I can’t remember who was or might be into this so I’m gonna take a guess at some lovelies and hope I got it right 😘 @daffi-990 @shortsighted-owl @bidisasterevankinard @elvensorceress @bucksbiawakening

@tizniz @bi-buckrights @hoodie-buck @ladydorian05 @slightlyobsessedwitheverything

@the-likesofus @thekristen999 @monsterrae1 @statueinthestone @wildlife4life

@loveyouanyway @diazheartsbuckley @dangerpronebuddie @theotherbuckley @stereopticons

@spotsandsocks @your-catfish-friend @filet-o-feelings @wikiangela @steadfastsaturnsrings

@giddyupbuck @kitteneddiediaz @jesuisici33 @watchyourbuck @shipperqueen6

@saybiwithme

[creative-heart]

I'd like to request something cute 😘

I'm extremely insecure (that's why I request anonymously 🫥), especially when it comes to deserving to be loved and my body 🙄 and I'd love to read something that kinda "fits my personality".

Two ideas, love to read both but feel free to choose one.

Happy ending desperately needed! 😭😍

1. She's just a normal girl and loves Enzo (maybe they're friends or neighbors or whatever you'd like) but is afraid to tell him because she's too insecure, self doubting, overthinking, thinks she'll never be "good enough" for him because she's not like the perfect model he may be following in Instagram or the beautiful actress he was filming with... rest is up to you.

2. They're together and she believes Enzo deserves someone better... more beautiful, smarter, thinner, someone who's perfect like he is. And he reassures her that she IS perfect for him.

❤️

Awe my sweet sweet Nonnie! I feel honored that you've sent these requests my way, I'm happy to write both!

First of, I'm sorry to read you feel this way, we're all deserving of love! and I know and hope that you'll find the love you deserve soon enough! 😘😘🥰🥰

Here's the first prompt! I really hope I've made it justice and that you enjoy reading it! keep your eyes peeled for the second one! will be posted right after this one 💞💞

Drabble for prompt 2 Here

"Hot summer days"| Enzo Vogrincic

T.W: Just a whole lot of fluff with a tiny reference to something shmexy.

Word Count: 581

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Y/N and Enzo have been neighbors their whole lives, and with your moms being close friends, you’ve grown up together, spending almost every single waking moment together, practically the same time you’ve been in love with him. Specially on summers like now, when the families usually go on a beach trip together. Even with him being all famous and well known now, he always takes the time to come on these fun times.

As you sit on one of the lounge chairs by the pool reading your current romance novel, third one on this trip alone, swim cover still on -you’ve always felt insecure about your body being slightly curvier than the magazine covers say it’s on trend, not like you’re not absolutely gorgeous inside and out, your curves are all placed on the perfect places, making your body breathtaking, you’ve never believed your mom and Enzo’s when they said so-, you take your eyes off the book for a brief moment seeing the tall dark handsome man, climbing out of the pool and you can swear he’s moving in slow motion like on those perfume ads. He shakes his hair trying to get the excess water off it and makes his way over to you “Hey chiquita, you’re not gonna get in the pool? it’s so hot today” The older one says as he’s a few years older than you.

You look back up at him as you had gone back to pretending you were reading just before he looked at you “I don’t think so En, I’m good here, reading my book in the shade” you smile softly a light blush covering your cheeks, really not feeling comfortable with being in your swimsuit around him, believing he’d just laugh at you as you’re nothing like those gorgeous, tall thin models he’s been surrounded by as of late. As you’re about to go back to your book you see the cheeky devilish grin plastering across his face, same one he had when he was a boy coming up with his next mischief. 

“None of that bullshit” he puts your book down and picks you up in his arms with extreme ease walking to the pool.

“No! put me down Enzo, please!” you plead kicking your legs and taking a go at his back as you shriek being over his shoulder, holding your breath just as he jumps into the deep end of the pool. He gently puts you down from where you rest, still holding you close to his body as you can’t reach the bottom on this end of the water. Your eyes find his deep chocolate eyes and you smile softly saying quietly “You’re mean Vogrincic, you know that?” the blush a deep read staining your cheeks.

He looks down at you smiling a smile you had never seen on him before, as he leans down to join his lips to yours in a soft, long awaited kiss. You can tell by the way his lips feel on yours there’s been anticipation and longing for this moment, as he pulls you even closer to his body if that’s humanly possible, your hands wrapping around his neck. When your lungs burn for a new breath you pull away just enough as he rests his forehead against yours whispering “you look real nice all wet chiqui”, the once playful smirk much darker and promising. And then you understand, sometimes, you need to let your guard down in order to be seen.

[fandomstars]

Amazing stuff you write out there. I like how your hc-s are not too long neither too short, your blog definitely deserves more attention ^_^ If you have time and not too much requests on your head could you write headcanons of tbb and their texting styles with their s/o? Like who would be the very formal one and who would write quite lenghty messages lmao. Anyways wish u a great day 😻

Aw thanks! Honestly I’m surprised since I feel like I write too short (especially on crazy stuff everyone requests haha), but I’m glad your enjoying my work!

Hm texting styles…sure why not?

Bad Batch x SO Texting

Hunter:

Definitely would be 50/50 on text length. Like most of the time he’ll be short and sweet, but there are moments he can’t help but go full length.

He doesn’t really do memes, but he occasionally sends a quick gif if he can’t text something quick enough.

Emojis he’ll send his SO: 😁😃😄🥹😂😇☺️🥰😍😘😚😜😎🤩😏🫣🤗😑😲🫶👍🫂💐⭐️🍯💌💘🖤❤️❤️‍🔥🤠

Crosshair:

He’s definitely one to go for short texts. It’s rare he will go on and on in length.

He’ll do memes and gifs a lot, but mainly memes just to spite his brothers / make you laugh. Don’t think if you send any he’ll laugh…you’ll never know.

Emojis he’ll send his SO: 🙃😘😗😙😚😜😎😏😤😳🫥😶🤫😐😑🙄🥱😈👿👻👍👋🫵👀👥🦅🦇🐦‍⬛🐍🪽🪶🐈‍⬛🌲🌹✨🔥❤️‍🔥🖤😉🤨

Echo:

He loves to do lengthy texts. He’s a romantic, and while it takes much longer due to cybernetics, he’d rather speak his mind than just something simple. Only time he does simple is if he’s in a rush/on a mission.

He’s secretly the king of memes and gifs. He did such more with his Domino squad, but while his memory is shaky at times, he has said skills ingrained in him. Crosshair doesn’t believe it.

Emojis he’d send to his SO: 😃😄😆😂😅🥹😇☺️😊😉😍🥰😘😋😝😎🤩🥳🥸😏🥺😳😱🤗🫡🫣🤔🤫😐😧🤐😈🤖👾🫶👍🤝✌️👌🖐️👋🦿🫂🤷🪖🦇🦜🍀🌸🌙🌟☀️🫧🧁📚🩷💖💙🦾

Wrecker:

He loves to text you! He’s more short text, but he might do a lengthy text if he ever feels like it. Mainly after a tough mission/day.

He loves to sent memes and gifs, like he’ll flood your message board with them.

Emojis he’ll send to his SO: 😃😄😁😆🥹😅😂🤣😇☺️🥰😘😍😉😋😛🤪😜😝🥸😎😏😳😱🤗🫡🤭🫣🤫🫨😧👻😸😹🫶👏👍👊💪🫵🫂🐱🦍🌷⭐️💥🔥☀️🫧🥞🧇🍖🧁🍬🏋️‍♂️🎉💛💘💞❤️‍🔥👋

Tech:

He will try to text you as much as he can when separated. While he’d rather type out in length to you, he’ll most likely do short due to being busy.

He’s also secretly a genius at memes and gifs. His brothers have been texted one every now and then, but they don’t know the mass amount he’s sent you that make you roll on the floor laughing every time.

Emojis he’ll send to his SO: 😄🙂😇☺️😉😘😗🧐😏🫡🫢🫣🤔🤫😶🫥😧😯👍🫶👏🖐️👋👥🧑‍💻👓🐞🐱🐋🐘☘️🌺✨🪐☀️🌊🍨☕️🚀📱📚💜🤍💝💘🛠️

[sir-davey]

Jonathan 😈😘

Look at him

Look at him NOWW 👹😍✨ my princey boyo

Hehehehehheheeee

Aw man, it’s been a busy week 🥲 But I finally got a chance to post our boiii 😈 Here’s how I draw Jonathan!! He had a big redesign over the summer from his old, stinky design 🤢 but now I love him very much and I’m pretty happy with how he is 🥰

My pretty prince boi 😍 with an unholy amount of angst tho ✨

Here are some more sketches of him hehehe 💕

Whenever I write about Jonathan, I have always given him a more reserved, internally anxious, observant personality from years of abuse and being pressured by his father, due to Saul’s paranoia. It’s as though Jonathan’s emotions are constantly being drained away, just to be drained into endless grief and frustration. But David would be the one to lift his burdens, so that he can finally see where his destiny lies. David and Jonathan are not one without the other, literally. I always see them aiding each other in some way, and that’s the beauty of their relationship 💕✨

Oh and btw, I have made a David ref as well, but I’ll probably redraw it because errrrr… I don’t like how he turned out 😞

I shall one day make his ref design, so these two pookies can be together 😼💞

[d-a-r-l-i-i-n-g]

hi i’m new to your blog and i read some of your writings and i like them! so! i’ve been in the obey me fandom for a long while, and i have a request for you 😘

also feel free to ignore or make the writings a bit short if you don’t have inspiration for it! i’m okay with that!

so my request is: asmo takes the mc shopping (your choice of what) and mc is rather hesitant to go with asmo bc asmo is known for getting the more expensive things and asmo reassures mc that it’s okay to treat yourself with the higher quality (and money—) things in life😌💞

(i keep repeating the name bc idk what pronouns you use for asmo 🤷🏽‍♀️ i just use “him” bc the game does but 🤷🏽‍♀️ )

Lmaooo I can relate to this 😭 ty for the request lovely <3

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫

┏━°⌜ it's okay to treat yourself ⌟°━┓

Alright so you love all the brothers you guys hang out with every day but these couple of days you were busy helping Lucifer with his paperwork (he appreciates your help) and so you always wanted to hang out with Asmo but you would always run out of time, and Asmo would get pouty and whine so you finally managed to find some time to go to the shops with Asmo, of course, Mammon wanted to attack his brother when he heard that, but you two managed to escape his wrath, anyway, you and asmo arrived at the store and there were so many cool items that just left you in awe, it kinda left you indecisive, but you thought I'd be better to pick out one outfit, or accessory beaches you were scared of spending too much money, Asmo, on the other hand, was paying for all this, it was his treat, so that's why you guessed that asmo was just picking up literally everything he liked, adding it to the basket. "Wow! Mc looks at these-" Before he could finish his sentence he just kinda looked at your basket, "What darling? You still just picked out one item? Asmo questioned placing the item that he had in his hand in the pink basket, "oh- no these items are incredibly gorgeous, but I don't want to spend too much money." you tried to explain to him biting your inner cheek, am so chuckled softly, approaching you and brushing away some strands of hair say from your beautiful complexion he loved and adored, "Darling~ this is my treat, you are supposed to spend as much as you want." blinking a couple of times you opened your mouth to say something again "but- wait are you sure?" you questioned cocking your head to the side "Yes! I'm sure okay, sometimes you must treat yourself!" smiling warmly asmo took you by the hand leading you further into the isle so you could look at other cool things, both of you went back to The House of Lamentation with 6 or 5 bags in your hands, and trying the stuff on in Asmo's room.

I'm sorry if this was short I tried to make it longer but I hope you enjoyed it <3

[themistressdomme]

ahhhh mommy you have me blushing >///<!!💞💞

i loooveee petnames, i get so soft for them 🥺 (same goes for being praised, and soft sex ahhhnhvgcsyafxvj)

and as your little housewife, what kind of things would you do to me after a hard day of work? (i feel slightly embarrassed to ask, but i'm just so curious right now 🥺💗💝💘💖)

Hi, my sweet Lavendar cinnamon! 🥰

Aw, Mommy got you blushing? Well, doll, that's just perfect. Mommy likes her sweet things all flustered, shy and blushing 😘

Come to Mommy, I'll make sure to call you allllll the petnames in the world, and praise my best girl for being such a darling for me. Such a perfect little princess for Mommy, aren't you? 😉 And maybe I'll slowly be teasing and fingering you whilst I'm praising you, hm, my little angel?

Aw, doll, aren't you so pretty when you're a little embarrassed? 😘 Oh my. What wouldn't I do is more the question! I bet you'd look so damn cute for me every day I get home from work, hm? I could take you slowly, teasingly, against the kitchen counter, maybe just slipping my strap into you as you're busy baking something. Or I could have you sit in my lap and fondle with you, whilst we watch the TV together - sit on Mommy's lap and face the TV, love, and let me play with my cute little thing whilst the TV plays mindlessly. Let's see how quickly you start making those cute mewls for me.

Or I could bend you over the couch and take you hard, fast and dirty.

Or I could run us a bath and softly tease your pretty pussy whilst we lie in bubbles, the soft glimmer of candles surrounding us.

It's really endless, pretty doll 😘

[lalacliffthorne]

For the “not enough Az” anon, like that other anon said, if you go to the azriel x reader tag, you’ll find a shit ton of fics for him and go down a little rabbit hole lol

Now, I definitely believe that the other 2 idiotic Illyrian babies (saying that lovingly 😭) could use more love with fics. Now I also believe the reason is because they are canonically in relationships. And even though I absolutely ADORE Feysand and Nessian, let a girl dream alright 😭

I love all 3 bat boys and I don’t mean to come at anyone with this, but Azriel is definitely the most loved and most written out of the 3 because he is not in a canon relationship yet. So it’s easier for writers to create these “x reader” stories with him.

If you want more fics of a certain character, you can kindly request and wait for the writer to work their magic or simply go down the rabbit holes that we call “tags” and if you’re really desperate (like me for Rhys 😅) you can start to write little drabbles to slowly build up your confidence in writing. But never go after writers who take time out of their day to give us these works of art because you’re not “getting enough,” it’s rude and inconsiderate.

Thank you for writing for us sweetheart and I’m sorry about my little rant there I kinda started to word vomit at the end🙃

Hope you have a good night and hope you’re taking care of yourself💜💜

aw thank u love 😭💞

I absolutely agree with you when it comes to a certain difference in amount of fics for Azriel and Rhys and Cass!! I have definitely noticed that as well and been trying to figure out what the reason might be, tho I definitely think that, like you said, the Rhys and Cass being in a relationship does seem like quite a big one - as well as that we don't know as much about Azriel yet? as a writer, that of course offers you a lil bit more freedom, which might be partially why there's more fics written about Az? along with a certain hesitancy occurring on both writer and reader side (that's probably not even something that happens consciously) to write and read about characters with established relationships (regarding which, like you said, let a girl dream 😉). so maybe for those reasons, there's a certain imbalance of content between the batboys?

I don't wanna step on anyone's toes with this either, I'm definitely guilty of having a majority of Azriel fics myself right now (🥴)!! but I do also feel like it is a safe starting point bc Azriel fics generally do a lot better in engagement (which is a whole other thing rn) than maybe Cass or Rhys or other characters sometimes? so I guess that could be another reason

but writing is a rlly personal thing, and we writers do usually write based on inspiration (!!), so - I really don't wanna put this on the writers, bc what you write is absolutely your thing!! and you shouldn't feel pressured to write for anyone just bc there's a lack of fics when maybe you don't feel like writing for them at this moment!! 💞

all that aside, of course I am absolutely with you, lovely anon, especially when it comes to all of our sensitive Illyrians (and other characters!!) and that some could do with a lil more love, bc they deserve it!!! 😤😌 so like you said; if anyone wants to see more of someone, maybe start smth yourself or send in requests to those writers that take them!! and maybe it just takes some writers a lil more time to get comfortable here and 'branch out' lol so be patient!! 😘

omg you are always welcome to rant!! I do it all the time, ask @leafsandstarlight 🥴😂

thank you, so much!! 🥹🙈💕 mwah

[cable-knit-sweater]

Mayaaaaaa 💞 I truly don't know how I could have gotten through 2022 without you. Your friendship means so much to me and I can't believe that we saw one another on each other's dashes and then literally did a sunset running into each other's arms across a beach thing. I just know one day you sent me a message and now we are one entity. idk how to survive without you at this point.

Your enthusiasm and genuine love for Chris and Seb and Steve and Bucky is so wonderful and infectious ✨ I'm so glad you started sharing your writing because you've brought me such joy with your universes and your headcanons. I hope you never stop! 💗

I love you so much! I can't even describe it. I hope 2023 brings you everything you want and deserve, because you deserve the world, sweetheart 💖💖💖 You're truly one of the kindest people in fandom and I love you endlessly. Thanks for being my friend 😘

Tejodore 😭😭😭😭😭

Why are you so sweeet???? Pls explain 🥺🥺 We literally did do that running into each others arms thing Omg, and it’s the one of the best things that happened to me this year. Your friendship means so much to me too - you’re so incredibly kind and sweet, I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you 💛💛💛

Thank you for letting me yell at you about fics, about Steve & Bucky, about Chris & Seb, and literally everything else. It means SO much to me, and it’s made my experience in fandom so much richer. I don’t think it would be even half as fun without you 🥺💕💕💕

Thank you for being the most supportive person ever, for listening to each and every fic idea I have and helping me get it across the finish line, and for sharing your writing with me, because you’re so fucking brilliant & I’m so in awe of everything you do, and I feel so lucky & grateful I get to witness all of it up close. You’re honestly the freaking best 💖💖💖

I hope 2023 brings you nothing but joy, and is everything you want, hope it to be, because you deserve it, and I love you SO MUCHHHHHHH, I can’t even describe it. Sending you all the snuggles & smooches 💕💕💕💕💕

[simmingonthelow]

Hii! For the edgy OC asks: please 8, 9 and 16 for Macha! If it's not too much, of course!! 🫶🏾💞

Also, I really wanted to say that your OCs are literally SO incredible!! I love your simstyle and the vibes of your blog so much :') 💖 Also, I just wanted to say — your editing and rendering skills.. I'M SO IN AWE they're so good oh god!! I love the ambience in them and like- I don't really know how to say that, but overall: I LOVE them so much!! I hope your time of the day is going very well! 🥺👉🏾👈🏾💗 I hope you don't mind me skjsjsjs I'm in love with Macha!!

8. Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

Yesss! Macha's actually royalty (the Vampire Queen) in the save so bestie, anything goes with her. She actually had Vlad killed cause of something he said to her, cause why not (somebody's gotta be an example). She's not really into killing though. Macha leaves all of that to her hubby.

9. Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

Well with the most recent render where she's living her best barbie dream it would be the whole song Barbie World by Nicki Ft Ice Spice

and for a quote

"Through the lens of eternity, I've been granted the opportunity to observe the world's changes, finding moments of deep joy within its shifts, especially the moments I spend with the ones I love."

16. What is your OC's pain tolerance like?

Really high actually. She grew up being pushed around by her negligent dad and eventually her step-mom so she's been through it . There was even a point where she scarred herself to get out of a marriage (and she did it with out even flinching). Aside from her sucky family she trained her body to withstand pain, you know, just incase she gotta fight somebody

(Macha: "you don't wanna be flinching over minor injuries in a fight".)

Also thank youuuuuu! 💖🥺🥰 I'm glad you like my renders and my OCs. When I tell you I get soooo obsessed easily its not even funny 😤. Macha happens to be an really old oc that i just started getting back into and now I can't stopp! Macha sends her kisses 😘!

As for my simstyle, I'm so in decisive so if you see my sims start looking different its because I've no end 😖 (I dunno man I like everything so my sims have to look like everything ig)

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Wedding Hell

I’m back. I have come for my daily Steddie x fem reader in take.

So this popped into my mind the other day, but what I’d both Steve and Eddie were knights. And the reader was a princess. The reader was engaged to a very aggressive prince from a different kingdom and on the day of the wedding, Steve and Eddie just casually walk in, pick her up and race out. They find a small cottage to live in away from the palace and just enjoy a mundane life. Fluffy as always! Thank you so much!!❤️

Request by @wonderinghawkinsindiana 💞

Warnings: Angst, violence, (Alexander slaps the reader) if this is a trigger for you then please do not read any further 💞 Arranged marriage, fluff

If you enjoyed this fic then pls consider giving this a reblog. It is very much appreciated 💞😘

💞💞

Alexander was due to arrive back today for the wedding. Their wedding. She was dreading his arrival back.

He was awful, very aggressive, a tyrant. The fact that she was to be wed to him filled her with dread.

The wedding was in a few days and she felt like she was in a waking nightmare.

Ever since they got engaged a month ago she had dealt with his mood swings, anger, and icy demeanor.

It was the wedding from hell in her mind.

However, this (marrying Alexander) is what she had to do, as a princess for her kingdom. At least that's what Alexanders' father had said to her father.

The truth was Alex and his father wanted money and the notoriety of Alex being wedded to her, to be part of an influential kingdom.

It was all so... cold and she hated that this was going to be her married life, unloving and business like.

She wanted to be married for love... to whom she was in love with but that could never be.

The men she was in love with were Edward Mumson and Steven Harrington (or Eddie and Steve as they liked her to call them) knights who have protected her for year's and for years she loved them, they were a few years older than her, kind and gentle, and loving.

Nothing like the man she was marrying.

There is a trumpet sounding to announce his arrival and she feels her stomach clench anxiously.

"Princess? Prince Alexander is here" her maid Belle announces and yn gives her a small smile, taking a deep breath.

"Have you heard if the business he and father were conducting went well? Shall I go downstairs to greet him?" she asks Belle who grows silent her big brown eyes widening with worry.

''Maybe not miss. He seems to be in a terrible mood, your father is very cross with him right now and so is your mother as well. His temper almost cost your father the deal he was trying to make"

"Mood swings don't get us anywhere or Volatile actions, he knows that and should conduct himself appropriately" now she knows her mother and father are cross she is beginning to grow annoyed as well.

Silently fuming she heads downstairs and does her best to try and calm down.

Alexander is talking to some officials and she sighs and heads toward him. Only catching the eye of Eddie and Steve calm her.

Her older brother William looks at Alexander like he wants to maim him so she knows she will have to act fast and diffuse the situation.

"Ahh there is my ravishing bride to be" Alexander smirks and pulls her to him, his breath smells of ale and goodness knows what.

The anger inside her simmers again. First, he embarrasses her father then he arrives drunk.

"You've been drinking, she hisses. 'My father is going to be furious, you know the dinner we are hosting tonight is important" he groans.

"Oh do be quiet woman. I've had a hard enough day and enough lectures from your father without you wittering on" she gapes.

"My father had good reason to scold you, for goodness sake Alexander you should know how to behave in public"

His hand strikes out at her before she can stop it and she clutches her cheek stunned and tears pool in her eyes.

Eddie and William immediately move into action, Steve tries to hold them back but there is rage in his eyes as deep as Eddie and Williams.

"If you dare put a hand on her again" Eddie growls and William calls Alexander something that makes the officials in attendance gasp.

"She's my fiancee! Soon to be my wife and I will do what I bloody well like to her" Alex sneers to the three men.

The shock disappears and she watches in horror as Eddie pulls out his sword and points it at Alex's throat.

"Eddie" she races to him and gently touches his arm, he softens but is still glaring at Alex who is furious.

"How dard you raise your knife to me you- she cuts off his rant and grabs Eddie's sword and holds the sword to Alex's throat herself.

"Touch me like that again and I will ensure your father gets no future heir, you understand?"

His eyes widen.

"You wait until your father...

"Tell him all you like, he ensured that when I was growing up William taught me to fight and to be able to handle myself. I'm sure he will be proud of his daughter for standing up for herself, I'm also sure he would love to hear that you lay your hands on me too"

His mouth rapidly opens then shouts and she can hear the official's silent laughter, she hands Eddie back his sword and storms off not noticing Eddie and Steve watch her go with a lovesick gaze.

💖💖

They are still fuming come night time and she rests her head on Steve's shoulder feeling relaxed for the first time all day.

Eddie is pacing back and forward with a murderous look on his face.

"Oh please sit down Eddie. I'm fine" he frowns then smiles.

"Wish I had a camera to capture the look on that smug bastards face" he sits on the other side of her and covers his hand over her and Steves.

The two of them beside her like this make her stomach flutter with butterflies.

"Your father should call off the wedding! Come on sweetheart you can't say you want to be married to that asshole" Steve asks incredulously and she shakes her head.

"No, I want to marry someone I love, who loves me"

"Your father would tell you to marry for love and your mother. I know you think this is best for the kingdom princess but is being unhappy and in a loveless marriage something you want?" Eddie asks her gently.

"Of course, they would be happy if I married for love but I don't see anyone claiming to be head over heels in love with me. Do you?"

Belle interupts their conversation and curtseys.

"Princess, Mr Munson, Mr Harrington, the ball is starting"

And so duty calls.

💞💞

The wedding day arrives and she's in a beautiful dress fashioned from the finest silk with intricate flowers on the bodice and lace on the veil.

Today should be the happiest day of her life but all she can feel is sadness. She doesn't want to do this.

The feeling only grows stronger as she sees the look on her mother's face who then turns and has a whispered conversation with her father.

He whispers something that makes her relax and she wonders what they are talking about.

Alexander is standing beside her looking bored as the minister speaks and she looks around wondering where Eddie and Steve were.

The anxiety in her grows and she feels naseated.

"I can't do this," she says finally having the courage to speak up. Alexander glares at her.

"Keep your damn mouth shut woman!" he snaps and it draws ire from the crowd. The minister gulps and asks his next question timidly.

"Does any person here object to these two being married, speak now or forever hold your peace"

Just as she is about to say that yes in fact she does object she hears a shout.

"I object!" she finds Eddie in the back row, he just walked in and he grins as he approaches them then stops stunned and stares at her for a second.

"Shit... You look so beautiful" his set complement makes her heart skip a beat.

"I object also minister," Steve says as he walks inside and stands beside Eddie then William calls out too.

"No way is my sweet little sister marrying this motherfu...

"William!" their mother shrieks and he flashes her a wicked smile.

"Sorry mother but really? You've called him worse. Yeah, so I object too"

"What is this?" Alexander rages and then Eddie runs up the aisle with Steve and they pick her up holding her close.

"Hello beautiful" Steve greets her and she cuddles into him.

Her father winks at her then stands up.

"I bloody well object also. This man almost cost me a huge business deal, has tried to sneak fortunes and jewels out behind the palace's back, and has been involved in indiscretions with other women behind my daughters back!"

"He is not good enough for my daughter, plain and simple"

Alexander's father shakes his head and looks embarrassed at Alex, meanwhile Eddie and Steve guide her away from the uproar.

"I was just about to object you know" she teases them.

"We were objecting anyway sweetheart, then your father and mother encouraged us to show you how we feel about you, to tell you" Steve informs her and she looks at the two of them hope grows inside her.

Did they mean what she hoped they meant.

"The truth is I've been in love with you for a long time" Eddie admits while stroking her cheek.

"As have I. I love you, sweetheart" Steve tells her and she looks at Eddie and Steve's entwined hands. They love each other too, and the three of them were going to be so happy together.

"I love you both, always have" she feels a sense of release now she doesn't have to hide her feelings because she was scared of rejection.

Now she never had to worry about that and happily cuddled into the men she loved so much.

😘

Six months later.

All she has felt since the aftermath of her wedding is contentment, love and happiness.

Eddie and Steve had found them a small cottage to live in and the cosy, sweet home was wonderful.

It was surrounded by fields and beautiful flowers, lots of wildflowers. It was close to the palace, almost a short walk, and she, Eddie, and Steve visited often.

Her life now was so very wonderful and full of affection, tenderness, and love all courtesy of two sweet men who she had loved forever.

💞💞

[hippolotamus]

Fabulous Friday

Let’s celebrate the end of the week! Post something fabulous from your day today - or the past week. Spread that positive energy!

Thanks for the tags @tyfinn my love @lizzie-bennetdarcy @jesuisici33 😘🥰💞

Today - and these past few weeks/months - I am so incredibly grateful for my pocket friends that have been supporting me behind the scenes by checking in, offering support (in the form of kind words and hippos!), and listening when it's just a no-good-terrible-awful day. Some days I literally couldn't do it without you. ILYSM

What good things do you have going on @rmd-writes @stereopticons @blackandwhiteandrose @apothecarose @spotsandsocks @shortsighted-owl @alyxmastershipper @elvensorceress @monsterrae1 @panbuckley @littlebitofdiaz @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy?

[ballplayersxo]

Glad to have you back owner ❤️ hope you had a great day

aw thank you! likewise 😘💞