#hiii bby!!

[lukavs]

@bazoliv​ & @k0ens​ enviaron #SALA COMÚN: para un starter donde nuestros personajes se encuentren en la sala común del equipo.

‘ ugh, deberían de apagar esa chimenea ’ tras decir esto, se quita su saco y su gorra, dejando prendas a su lado, en el sofá en el que se encontraba sentado. sí, afuera hacía realmente frío pero estar tan abrigado y con chimenea, le comenzaba a desquiciar. ‘ y dime, ¿te divertiste en el baile? ’ quiso pasar tiempo con su equipo pero había pasado toda la noche con compañeros de especialidad.

[circusxbvnny]

"Being around him is punishment enough. Also, he was in charge of 'employee' correction. Or something stupid like that." He didn't go into detail.

⸺ ❝ Well ... I doubt Caine would go any route he'd deem ... "inappropriate". Then again, he hasn't really punished us to know for sure. ❞

[bcolfanfic]

¹⁰⁾ a dingy truck stop after ten hours on the road

bucky x buck x josie road trip vibes

(-: had fun with this

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"Papa," Josie said, pushing her foot against the back of the passenger seat where John was sat. Gale looked in the rearview mirror, offering a gentle chiding for kicking the seat- his husband tilting his head back to look at her.

"Hm baby?"

"Why aren’t we goin’ to Wis-con-sin in an airplane?"

John hoped she never grew out of the way she sounded out long words. And shared her current sentiment.

He laughed lightly to himself, reaching across the console to massage the back of Gale’s neck. "That's a question for daddy to answer I think,"

"Because daddy is trying to save us some money."

John hummed- half because he found Gale’s playful indignant tone with him endearing, and half because he knew the real reason.

“She had a hard time on the plane last time, don’t wanna put her through that again.” He’d said across the kitchen table from him when they sat down to hash everything out.

And it wasn’t an off base assertion- their trip to New York six months ago had been somewhat of a disaster in regards to the travel aspect. He wasn’t exactly itching to relive it either- and dreaded seeing his daughter upset. But there was a flip side.

“So next time we go out east we’re gonna drive for two days?” John asked softly as he leaned back in his chair. “Gotta push her a little Gale, it’ll get better the more she does it.”

Gale chewed on his lip, digging the ball of his foot into the kitchen floor. “Only one day of drivin’ to get to Wisconsin.” He said after a minute, looking at something on his laptop. “And it’d be cheaper than three plane tickets.”

So John let him have this, under the agreement that he’d be quite a bit more hard pressed to road trip to New York.

Josie tossed the topic as quickly as she’d raised it, leaning forward to get as close to them as she could from her seat.

"Didja know I'm gonna be six soon?"

"I sure did,” Gale said, tapping his fingers on that steering wheel. “You makin' any big plans?"

"Mhm.” She replied, dropping back against her seat to look out the window. “Gonna go to coll-ege."

John didn’t know if he liked the sound of that so soon, and saw what looked like the same thought cross over Gale’s face. He chuckled, lifting his eyes towards her in the mirror.

"Already? What are you gonna study peanut?"

"Ummmm," Josie started, tilting her head. "Horses, and and rabbits, and birds,"

"You know Uncle Rosie knows a lot about birds, you should talk to him about that." John said, glancing back towards Gale- concerned when he noticed that he seemed deflated.

By the end of the hour the five-year-old had chatterboxed herself right to sleep, John reaching over to give Gale's thigh a little squeeze.

"You okay? We can switch off at the next rest stop,"

Gale didn’t say anything for a minute, taking a little breath in like he always did when he was trying not to cry.

"She's gonna go to college someday, gonna leave," He said, voice wobbly.

John moved his hand back to the nape of his neck, rubbing his thumb there in a circle.

”Well she's not goin' when she's six at least." He said lightly, his own emotions about the reality of what awaited them in about twelve years starting to coil in his throat.

Gale went quiet again, for so long that John moved his hand to reach forward and turn the radio back on.

Until Gale broke the silence.

"I want another one."

John stopped mid-motion, his eyes widening as he glanced at the small blue screen of the radio display. He leaned back slowly in his seat, feeling his husband's eyes on him.

"You do?"

Gale’s nod in affirmation answered that.

It wasn’t something John was opposed to- he’d had his own moments of thinking about it, and almost bringing it up to Gale himself.

There was just a piece to it all that he felt less certain about.

"You thinkin’ of doing it the same way as last time, or,” He started, and the way Gale’s eyes seemed to focus on the road ahead gave him a feeling as to where his answer was headed.

“I- y’ know, maybe I just,” He started. “We missed so much.”

And there it was- the same stipulation that kept John up at night if he let him.

On the one hand, embarrassingly, the thought of an infant- of being responsible for someone from scratch like that, terrified him.

But on the other, every little thing he realized they missed out on with Josie made his heart ache. Having about seven photos from the first four years of their daughter’s life just wasn’t how it was supposed to be- he thought on occasion.

Before he could find the words to respond to Gale they were pulling into a rest stop- and suddenly feeling suffocated in the car, John couldn't get out fast enough.

Opening the back door, he gently shook Josie's foot to rouse her from sleep. She groaned when she realized she was being woken up, moving away from him with a huff.

"I know sweetheart," He said softly, undoing her seatbelt and helping her down. "Go can right back to sleep in a minute."

The rest stop was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the fluorescents that were on their last leg overhead. When Josie had washed her hands and they were about to head back out, she stopped- sleepy head drooping against the back of John's legs.

Obliging to her wordless ask- he scooped her up, pausing for a moment to brush the hair out of her face.

He ran the back of his hand along her cheek, it hitting him suddenly that she looked closer to her sixth birthday than she had before. Looked less like the little baby faced four-year-old that became his daughter overnight- and more like a big kid in a way that made a lump form in his throat.

When he made it back to the car with her Gale wasn’t in the driver's seat anymore. He was standing outside it, phone to his face- looking pale.

John got Josie back into her car seat and shut the door before circling back around the front of the car to him.

"Thank you Natalie- okay, John's here, I'm gonna call you back."

Natalie, John thought, and froze. The only Natalie they knew was their social worker from Josie's adoption.

"Why's Natalie calling?" He blurted out the second Gale hung up.

Dragging a hand over his face and pushing it through his hair, Gale tried to steady his breath. But his bottom lip trembled, John feeling more nauseas with every second that it took him to start talking.

When he finally did talk, the words that left his mouth made him sick all the same.

"Josie's mom had another baby- another one she can't keep."

"What?"

The utterance flew out of his mouth before he could form a more coherent response, and he felt his own eyes widen.

They'd never had any contact with the woman since her rights had been terminated by the time they were in Josie's life. The last they'd been told, over a year ago now, was that she was facing child neglect charges.

Despite his efforts to focus, he struggled to fully comprehend Gale's words as he continued to talk.

"Natalie said she called us first because we have Josie. The baby came early, he’s got- she said he’s stable now but-”

"We're turnin' around, right?"John interjected, feeling like it wasn't even a question he needed to ask given the conversation they'd been having all of ten fucking minutes ago.

Gale paused like he was waiting for John to take it back.

But when he didn't, he nodded- pinching the bridge of his nose as he did. "Yeah- yeah of course we're turning around."

[itsnotreal]

HIII for the prompts if you're up for it... what did harry think about louis' new knuckle tattoos? heheh love u mwah <3

“Show me.” Harry rushed out, practically attached to Louis’ back the second he was through the door.

“Goodness, love.” He breathed out a in a chuckle. “Can I get into the house first?”

“No.” Harry frowned.

Louis gave him a stern look, rolled his eyes at Harry’s faux-innocent smile. “I’ve got to take the bandages off and then wash it. Give me like— five minutes.”

“Can I watch?” Harry pleaded, eyes round.

Louis huffed, “Babe, what’s got you like this? It’s just a couple tattoos.”

Harry scoffed. “Just a couple tattoos. You know how I feel about your hands.”

Louis’ nose twitched as a smirk danced across his face. “Ah, so this is about me stuffing you full of my fingers, is it?”

Harry gawked, ignoring the way his cock stirred in interest as he followed Louis to the bathroom. “Well, it’s not not about that.”

Louis glanced up at him in the mirror with a single eyebrow cocked. “So you don’t have a plug in right now?”

Harry shook his head. “‘Course not.”

Louis gave a single nod and started to pull the bandage off. “Thank god, ‘cause I’m totally knackered.”

“Lou.” Harry whined, shifting impatiently as the totally-not-a-plug grazed his prostate when he leaned against the bathroom counter.

“You gonna tell me the truth?” Louis finally fully removed the bandage, flexed his fingers just to tease Harry. He knew what he was doing.

Harry gulped, eyes transfixed on Louis’ tattooed fingers. “Want you so bad.” He whined, pitifully, bit his lip to stifle a moan.

“Yeah? Let me just clean them up a bit and we’ll see what we can do.” He caught Harry’s eyes in the mirror and winked as he turned the tap on.

[avrchie]

asiente unas dos veces, mirada fija en el suelo sobre polaroids perdidas. ' ¿tan desesperado estás que harías trampa con unas polaroids perdidas? ' deja enarcar una de sus cejas pero sigue analizando situación en su mente. ' dividamos civilizadamente ' con respuesta da entender, que si se encontraba desesperado como para hacerse en sus manos alguna polaroid sin dueño. ' vayamos despistadamente ' su tono es algo bajo, mientras comienza avanzar. @liieven

' ¿estás viendo lo mismo que yo? ' gesto de perplejidad se transorma en una sonrisa traviesa, en lo que da dos pasos adelante hacia las fotografías tiradas en el suelo que quizá algún despistade las perdió. ' ¿cómo lo haremos? ¿nos lanzamos y quien llegue primero las gana o dividimos civilizadamente? ' por las dudas, él ya se anda preparando.

[honeybuckin]

spicecbinet is now HONEYBUCKIN.                                    𓈈          plus a brand new carrd.

[dreamings-free]

29/3/24

[yuukimiyas]

good mornin & happy mon my loves!! ₍₍◝(°꒳°*)◜₎₎ lets get this new wk started by showing kindness to ourselves & others!! :3 i wrk w my bestie today!! wahoo!! ٩(๑>∀<๑)۶ i hope today brings you nothing but joy & good luck!! <33 mwah mwah!!

[ghostbeam]

oz!!! your horror movie ask game!!!! i am presenting you w this 🪓🪓 here!!

hope you’re doing well and enjoying your night friend 💕💕

Cielo!!!! Hiiiii!!<3

🪓= ultimate final girl/boy/person?

The ultimate final girl/boy/person of all time in my HEART!!! Is Mia from evil dead (2012) I know I’ve mentioned these movies so many times but it’s my fav ever and she is just. She is IT!!!!! Jane levy gives one of the best performances I’ve ever seen in a horror movie and she acts terror and fear so so soooo well and she just kicks ass w Mia. I also love that she’s the antagonist and protagonist of the film+that paired w the theme of addiction like her literally battling herself it’s just so so sooo good so yeah that’s my forever girl!!!!!!

Horror Emoji Ask Game!!

[tahdashi]

hihi sayu~! no pressure to do this heh 🎶 i wish you a wonderful day or night wherever you are, and i hope you have been doing well recently <33 okieokie that is all!! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF YOU: fallen star by the neighbourhood

A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF YOUR BLOG: i wish you love by laufey

A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF YOUR SELFSHIP: [you + daichi] breakfast in bed by stephanie poetri + gnash

[myplutoisms]

closed starter — for @thursdaygrl, from here!

song: please please please, sabrina carpenter. muse: feyre laurel, 29, cis woman, pansexual.

── "listen, if you wanna go and be stupid?" feyre's expression has twisted into something more dangerous than usual — not that she's ever shied away from showing the full extent of her emotions, from one extreme to the other. "don't do it in front of me." one hand is thrown up from where it'd previously been planted on her hip, and she turns her back on them, walking a few paces down the hallway before wheeling around again, jabbing a finger in the space between them. "i knew it; i knew this would happen!" her voice shifts in octave, head shaking. she's pleading, but it doesn't really come across that way; it's more of a threat than anything else. "please, please, please don't prove me right."

[berylcluster]

Michael has not left the comfort of his and Steve's home in the past two weeks, but today he decided to finally leave for a bit and stop by McDonalds to pick up lunch for Steve and himself. He hasn't been eating much lately, so he's satisfied with getting two burgers, two fries and two drinks for them. He drives to Family Video and hesitates a moment before going inside, grateful it's not a busy day today. He spots Steve, busy putting away and organizing some new movies. He clears his throat to alert his boyfriend to his presence. "Wanna have lunch together...?"

➫ STEVE has been giving Michael his much needed time to be a homebody; after all, the best way he was going to heal, fully heal, was to take some time for himself and be himself. Of course the adjustment hadn’t been without his challenges, but they were making it work and Steve finally got to be in a place, with his boyfriend, he could actually call home. It was nice, coming and going, knowing the guy was always there when he returned. If he wasn’t careful, he’d get too used to it, and they weren’t strangers to opposite schedules. Sometimes it felt like abandonment on his part, leaving Michael all on his own, those days he spent far too long making check-in calls, making sure the guy was alright and taking care of himself. Those days were harder than others to get through and he couldn’t wait to get home.

On this day, thankfully, it was easier. Not that leaving Michael was easy, but the big guy seemed to be in a better mood today than most other days. He was up at the same time Steve had been, talking more than usual, the brunette felt much better about leaving him today than other days. Work was a slow day, not a lot of foot traffic, Robin happened to have the same shift and while she filed away the returns, he was unloading the box of new movies, looking them over and debating on if he should bring home one of them. He wasn’t able to get too deep into the work before he heard the door, assuming Robin would get it, finding it odd she hadn’t said anything until a man cleared his throat. When he turned around, his entire face brightened, a smile that spoke a thousand tender words painted his face, and Steve quickly nodded.

“Yes! Of course, babe. I’m so - glad you’re here.” The box he was putting away was moved back to the back of the cashiers counter and he motioned for the other to follow him to the break room. He was usually thankful Keith wasn’t on duty, but this time he was extra thankful. “What made you come visit me, hmm? Miss me that much?” His smile didn’t break while he teased Michael, holding the door open so they could shuffle into the break room, a single table sitting in the middle of a row of lockers. They’d have some privacy back here at the very least.

[ahogedetective]

❝ hey, shuichi-kun! just checking in on you, you've been holed up in your room all day! you better be taking care of yourself, mister, or else you'll have to answer to me! ❞ (aka it's been a while hello <3 if u got an ask from me twice forgive me i sent an ask to u earlier and tumblr banned me for it)

Today was uneventful day, and he didn't need a reason to go outside in that cold weather: so Shuichi decided to just stay in his room for today, excitedly taking this chance to finally indulge in his newest book purchase. He paused his reading at one point when hearing someone at his door. Seeing that it was Kaede, was a nice surprise. He was always happy to see her.

"Hi, Kaede-san! Oh, h-heh heh: so you knew, huh? Thank you for wanting to check up on me... b-but, um-!!" At the light scolding, he waves his hands in protest while smiling sheepishly. "I-I've been taking care of myself, really!! I took breaks in between reading to at least eat!" She knows him far too well, he thinks to himself..!

"S-So I'm alright!! How about you, how are you doing? I hope you've been doing the same, yourself!"

[starryylies]

the pregnant reader thing is soooo cute!!! can we have more of that?

* ☽₊ ⋆₊𖤐 bby dad! Simon ⋆𖤐˚₊ * ☽₊

✰ꕥꕥꕥ new daddy simon ꕥꕥꕥ✰

HIII YES BBBB and thank uuuu

🍼 Simon who has seen suffering and violence throughout his life almost faints when he sees his beautiful wife in such pain during labour

🍼 Simon who holds your hand through the entire time, not caring if your nails are hurting him whatsoever

🍼 Simon who cries when he sees his baby daughter the first time, cutting the umbilical cord off

🍼 Simon who installs heavy security before you come home.

🍼 Simon who is very careful driving home and making the car comfortable for you and your baby girl by putting a warm comforter, food for you and a little stuffed rabbit for his daughter.

🍼 Simon who takes care of his baby girl so delicately, her little body on the palm of his hand as he holds her close to his heart.

🍼 Simon who gives her all the kisses the minute he gets the chance

🍼 Simon who swears to protect his family till the end of time and never letting anything bad happen to you, not like what happened in his past.

🍼 Simon who calms his daughter down while you’re asleep because he doesn’t want you to overexert yourself by taking care of her.

🍼 Simon who does the housework because he doesn’t want you to be more stressed

🍼 Simon who buys you chocolates, rings, stuffies whatever you want because he’s so grateful for you because you gave him a second chance in life

[dreamings-free]

Louis and friends at Glastonbury Festival today 26/6/24

[yuukimiyas]

hi sweet peas!! ᜊ꒰ ᜊ ´ ˘꒱ ੭♡ just wanted to pop in & wish you all a very happy sat & wknd!! <33 i’m not 100% back here yet but just know i miss you all lots & lots!! ໒꒰ྀི ∩´﹏`∩ ꒱ྀིა & im forever sending love & light to you ALL!! <33