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astrolook · 2 months ago

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🎨💍Appearance & Traits Of Future Spouse In Astrology🌸🌹

Note: These are just my personal observations and recurring patterns I've noticed over the years. Take what resonates with you and leave the rest. Feel free to share in the comments if any of this hits home. This post is based on Vedic astrology.

👀 Future spouse looks according to your 7th house sign

Aries - Their cheeks light up when they smile and that natural blush is everything. A reddish or sun-kissed complexion is common. Might be prone to rashes or sensitive skin. They’re outdoorsy like horseback riding, racing, biking, anything that gets the adrenaline pumping. 🚴‍♂️🏇Killer smile alert😍 Might even have cute freckles sprinkled across their face. Big beach lover too. Sun, sand, and salty air are their happy place.🌞🏖️

Taurus - Your future spouse might be average or short in height 🧍‍♂️, with a naturally attractive look that feels effortless either unusually good-looking or just conventionally beautiful 🌸. If it’s a husband, expect thick, bushy hair and a strong beard 🧔‍♂️; if it’s a wife, she’ll likely have looooong, dark hair 🌑 that gives off major classic beauty vibes. They tend to gain weight easily 🍰, often looking soft, chubby, cuddly, and touchable. If it’s a wife, she’s likely blessed with beautiful curves think nice breasts and a shapely butt 🍑 along with THICC thighs; if it’s a husband, strong broad shoulders and a sturdy chest stand out 💪. Your Taurus spouse will probably be obsessed with skincare and haircare 🧴, always smelling good and looking polished. And don’t be surprised if they’re big lovers of dairy products like cheese, milk, ice cream 🍦🧀 and their fridge is probably always stocked.

Gemini - Your future spouse will have a youthful vibe that’s almost androgynous. You might not be able to tell their age just by looking at them. For a wife, maybe keeps short hair or bangs and for husband keeps a trendy haircut. They talk with their hands constantly ✋👐 and have a way of moving that’s light, quick, and expressive. Physically, they tend to be on the slimmer side, sometimes looking pencil-thin ✏️. Their style changes like the weather 🌦️ one day casual, next day edgy, next day business chic. They have a fast metabolism and are total foodies 🍔🍟. Sarcastic jokes and a killer sense of humor are their signature traits 😂. They’re the type to love hiking, mountain climbing, or even just climbing trees for fun 🧗‍♂️🌳. Vacations twice a year are practically a necessity ✈️🏝️, and honestly, they probably watch p*rn casually too (just saying). Hobbies could include camping, bungee jumping, skydiving, and anything that screams "adventure." They love taking pictures 📸 of wildlife, landscapes, selfies, you name it and social media is basically a second home 🧑‍💻. They also bounce back super quickly from any illness 🛌➡️🏃‍♂️.

Cancer - Your future spouse might have a round, expressive face 🌝 that you’ll find super endearing. If they gain weight, a little double chin could show up extra cute, honestly. Their upper body tends to be stronger than their lower body 💪, with slender arms and legs 🦵, but if they do gain weight, a protruding belly might be noticeable 🍩. For a wife may have mild health issues like medicinal allergies or diabetes 💊, while for a husband, he might deal with blood pressure concerns 🩺. Thick, juicy lips 💋 are common, often with a little mole somewhere around or below the lip. Their eyes are large and full of emotion 👀, and their skin tends to be oily or combination type 🌿. Cancer spouses love calm, cozy hobbies like fishing 🎣 or decorating their homes with flowers 🌸. They might be into "boring" TV shows just to pass the time 📺 (think old reruns or cooking channels). Husbands usually aren't big on workouts as they prefer the couch life 🛋️, or minimal workout sessions while wives tend to be amazing cooks 👩‍🍳, the kind who whip up the best homemade meals.

Leo - Your future spouse’s hair will have wild, untamable energy, literally vibing in the 4th dimension 🌪️. Whether it’s long or short, curly or straight, their hair will somehow stand up and blow in all eight directions when they’re outside 😂. When they’re on the phone 📞, they don’t just talk, they scream. Honestly, you could tell them to skip the call and just shout at the nearest cell tower. The receiver would still hear them loud and clear 📡. They overshare everything like waking up at 3:47 am, going to the restroom for exactly 5 minutes 🚽, falling back asleep at 4:20 am, then waking up again at 7:05 am, all reported with dramatic precision. Their storytelling is basically line-by-line commentary 🎤. When stressed or angry, they might break things (accidentally... or not) 🥴. Despite everything, they’ll want to stay the absolute center of your life 💖 even after kids show up. Lovely, right? 👑

Virgo - Your future spouse might have noticeable under-eye dark circles 💤 either from insomnia or just too much late-night thinking. They have an oval face shape 🥚 and might naturally have a flabby or weaker body, but if they commit to working out, they pull off that strong, young, smirky, slightly quirky little bastard/bitch vibe 😈. Definitely an old soul trapped in a youthful face. They love the dark 🌑 and might be obsessed with reading dark thrillers, mystery stories, mangas, or anything slightly eerie 📚👻. Sitting alone in a dark room doing absolutely nothing for hours? Yeah, that’s their version of "recharging." Might struggle with insomnia 🌙 and there’s a good chance they wear glasses 🤓. If it’s a wife, think "sexy librarian" look 📖; if it’s a husband, the "sexy college professor" vibe is strong too 👨‍🏫. Later in life, they might dream about (or actually) living off-grid 🌾 away from the noisy city and getting into farming, or at least growing their own veggies in a backyard garden 🥕🌻.

Libra - Your future spouse will have a super well-proportioned body like everything just perfectly in place. Their hair is often curly or they love styling it that way 💇‍♀️, adding even more charm to their beautiful face 🌸. Later in life, they might struggle with gaining weight around the lower body 🍑. If it’s a wife, expect a thicc body that turns heads; if it’s a husband, thicc thighs and strong legs are the signature move 🦵🔥 and prefers clean-shaven look. Personality-wise, they tend to keep people at arm’s length 🤝, mostly because they overthink and struggle with making decisions sometimes. Either way, they’re either a heartthrob or a heartbreaker and no in-between 💔💘. Deep down though, all they really want is to sleep 🛌 the kind who can pass out in 5 minutes flat, like some kind of magic trick 🪄. They love gaming 🎮 or getting into long, blunt conversations about politics or random topics and no filters here 🗣️.

Scorpio - Your future spouse could have bushy eyebrows or thick eyelids that instantly catch your eye 👁️. Their gaze is intense, the kind that silently screams "I’m hiding a dark secret" 🌑. After meeting you, a major career shift could happen too like destiny nudging them onto a new path 🔮. If it’s a husband, he might either masterfully control his emotions 🧊 or secretly cry to you at night 🌙. If it’s a wife, she’ll probably be super emotional and break down easily 💧. They love watching birds 🐦 and often want pets around them for comfort 🐕🐾. No matter who earns more, somehow they end up managing the money 💸 (and doing it really well too). They're dreamy types who can get lost in thought, but when disappointment hits, it hits like a storm 🌪️. They hold onto past memories for a long time still grieving over a betrayal or a loved one death from 2020 like it was yesterday 💔. Fashion-wise, they swing either futuristic or full-on old-fashioned styles 🕰️👗. Either too open-minded or conservative in relationships. They’re also big on hustling always plotting a second source of income behind the scenes 🛠️.

Sagittarius - Your future spouse might have a noticeably large forehead 🧠 and either be tall or love wearing heels or chunky shoes just to look taller 👠👟. They’re super open-minded and frank, the kind who’ll never judge you, no matter what 👐. Adventure runs in their blood, so don’t be surprised if they’re into racing, extreme sports, or trying every cuisine under the sun 🍣🏎️. They're often bilingual or even multilingual 🗣️🌍, and after marriage, having more than one home or constantly moving could easily be part of your life 🏡✈️. Could be into military as well, in some cases. They might collect random treasures too like coins, artifacts, vintage stuff 🪙🏺. Spiritually, they swing big: either very religious, spiritual ✝️🧘‍♀️, or, if Jupiter is retrograde, they might be more agnostic or atheist 🙃. Deep down, they live by "my way or the highway" energy 🚗💨. They also forget stuff easily and are experts at misplacing things around the house 😂🔑.

Capricorn - Your future spouse might have a broad forehead 🧠 and if it’s a husband, a receding hairline could start creeping in before 30 😂. They tend to have a mature look, no matter their actual age 🎩. If it’s a wife, she might spot her first grey hair before 30 or have fine/ thin hair 💇‍♀️. They’re usually into cars 🚗, politics 🗳️, and are sarcastic to the bone 🗯️. Husband could have big hands and feet 🖐️🦶, totally noticeable. Addictions are a theme too either coffee ☕ or some other guilty pleasure they just can't give up. Total multitaskers 📈, they manage a huge circle of contacts, and their phone hangs from the sheer number of notifications 🔔📱. When it comes to buying stuff, they live by "the bigger, the better" 💵 but weirdly stingy when it’s not food or clothes 😂. They'll happily invest in a brand-new phone every 1.5 years without fail 📱✨.

Aquarius - Your future spouse might love dyeing their hair 🎨 like blue, pink, red, blonde, anything goes. They've probably gone through at least one surgical procedure before 30 🏥, either for health reasons or cosmetic tweaks. Their mind is pure detective mode 🔎, and when they lie, you literally can't tell if it’s the truth or not 🤷‍♀️. Masters at debates and throwing out facts like mini grenades 💣📚. Some might even elope for marriage 💍✈️ or have a destination wedding somewhere wild. They’re into offbeat stuff like comics, gaming, obscure mangas, or books nobody else has heard of 🎮📖. Always supporting indie artists and filmmakers 🎬🎨. Activism could be in their blood too ✊, standing out from the crowd without even trying. They thrive in night shifts or just get way more alive in the evening 🌙🦉. Open-minded, non-judgy, and smart workers 🧠⚡. They usually have one slightly "off" facial feature like one eye bigger than the other 👁️👁️OR a small nose bump 👃OR a lip mismatch 💋 but weirdly, it makes them unusually attractive, like beautiful but you can’t quite put your finger on why. Totally magnetic 🛸✨.

Pisces - Your future spouse might have super smooth skin that literally glows under the light and large dreamy eyes 🌊👀. They love activities like swimming, hiking, camping off-grid, or fishing, anything that gets them close to water or nature 🏕️🎣. Their moods are intense: if they’re sad, they sulk 🌧️; if they’re happy, they’re floating on cloud nine ☁️💖. They have a tendency to abandon things halfway 🏃‍♂️💨 switching paths when you least expect it. Sleep issues are common here 🌙💤. In early life, they might have struggled with drinking 🍷 or been under medicinal treatments 💊. Spiritually wired 🔮, but even normal conversations can sometimes feel like a personal attack to them 🥲. They get attached easily and letting go is a whole drama 💔. They love bragging about their life with you to friends and family 📢🥰 like you’re the center of their fairy-tale dream 🏡, white picket fence, two kids, the whole fantasy. When life gets heavy, you’ll find them crying under the sheets or in the shower quietly 💧🚿. Super into arts, DIYs, crafts 🎨🛠️ a true homebody until you drag them out, then boom, their wild adventurous side comes alive 🌍🔥.

Part 2 of this post will be about planets in 7th house for more info on spouse appearance and traits!

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click-ur-moments · 2 years ago

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aliwritex · 2 months ago

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I HAD A VISION fc43

summary: it’s your first time sharing with a man and you’re still getting used to some things. or, you catch franco pleasuring himself over you.

wc: 3.1k

warnings: oral (fem rec), masturbation, unprotected sex, cum eating. two lines about body image.

You had never shared anything with a man before, never with a boyfriend, never with family, never with a friend. At college you just guessed rooming with girls would be easier and more fun, and honestly they were.

Since Franco moved in you realized a couple of things were different. Sure, he didn’t mess with your decor, never got his clothes mixed up with yours and you had so much space for your things in the shower it was shocking. On the other hand the thing that was affecting you the most was literally the fact that you had a man living in your home.

With all the girls you shared you had quickly gotten comfortable enough around them. So much that in a couple weeks you were wearing tiny pajamas, wearing just a bra or no pants around the house. And ou hadn’t been comfortable enough around Franco just yet — after three months — but he certainly was. Ever since the first month he had been walking around the place in extremely tiny shorts, shirtless, sometimes clearly going commando and sometimes a combo between two of the options.

In that time you’ve learned that Franco is a good looking guy, not only that but that he takes good care of his body. You’ve also learned, from his eating habits, that a six pack doesn’t come easily. He always tries to ignore the treats you bake, eating one or two cookies at most, and that has become a discussion at the apartment.

“Please, you have to eat more, you know they’re so good.” you told him, shoving the plate of lemon cookies in his direction.

“I know they’re good! Really good. But look at this” he lifted his shirt up, flexing his muscles for you. It was clearly a joke, but it did catch you by surprise, making you blush. “This is not made of cookies.”

“Fine!” you lifted your hands up in surrender as you got up from your dining table, “But just so you know,” you turned back to face him, “you’re making me fat. And possibly diabetic!”

“That is so unreasonable, you could always just stop baking three times a week” he followed after you, placing his bowl next to the mountain of dishes caused by the cookies, “bet our water and gas bill would go down too”

“God forbid a girl has hobbies” you joked and walked away.

That same night, Franco came back from the gym as you were cooking yourself dinner. You greeted him and watched as he walked in, sweaty, his shirt sticking to his chest and his hair wet. You had to distract yourself with some music before you let your mind go too far, but still stopped to look at him walking shirtless to the shower and walking back to his room, just the towel wrapped around his hips.

You knocked on his door later, “Fran?” you called, hearing back a grunt and a barely audible ‘fuck’ coming from behind the door.

“Yeah?” You actually couldn’t believe it when he answered, his voice was weak, shaking and it was followed by the sound of something hitting the floor, then footsteps to the door, “Can I help you?” He opened the door, his face was red, his hair still damp and the towel around his hips had a tent around his crotch.

Your face went red immediately, matching his when you realized what was happening. “That towel is mine. It’s pink, yours are the dark ones” you tried to mask the fact that you had absolutely looked down at his tent. He just nodded uncomfortably, pressing his lips together between his teeth. “I’m sorry, that’s not what I wanted to say. I was just gonna ask you if you want dinner”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll, uhm, get dressed, be out in a second.” You just nodded at him, walking away before he even closed the door.

You plated his food and brought it to the table, still shaken by the situation, what the fuck would you do. Sure, something like that was bound to happen but it was worse than you imagined. You wish you could’ve just laughed about it instead but he was hot, you couldn’t just act like he didn’t have an effect on you.

Franco came out of his room covered head to toe, sweatpants and a hoodie covering his face. He walked slowly to the table and sat down in silence. You watched him, waiting for something, he had to say something, but he didn’t, so when you realized he was finishing his plate you had to do something about it.

“I’m sorry I knocked, won’t let that happen again, I’ll only text from now on” you blurted out, making him let his head down on the table.

“We don't need to talk about it, it’s fine. I’m sorry I used your towel, I didn't realize” he said, getting up from the table and taking his plate to the sink.

“Are you sure it’s fine? Should we have a talk about privacy?” you suggested, nervously.

“Oh, my God, I hate you. Please, please let this go! I’m going to bed now. Thanks for the meal, it was really good. See you in the morning.” he spoke, already making his way out of the kitchen and to his room.

Then it was your turn to slam your head to the table. Fuck! You had just ruined the entire relationship you had been building with your roommate, and it wasn’t even your fault.

The next morning you woke up to a note on the kitchen counter, written in one of your glittery pens “went to the gym early, won’t be back for dinner, Fran.” You thought it was silly at first, he could’ve just texted but then it worried you. Was he really gonna act weird about it? You had to talk about it.

So you spent the day trying to find a way to corner him into talking to you. You still hadn’t figured it out by the time he got home. It was late, you were finishing your dishes when you heard the front door unlock.

“Franco, we have to talk!” he heard you say and reluctantly walked to the kitchen.

“Dios mio! Please just let it go!” he told you, letting his things down on the counter as you dried your hands.

“I really can’t let it go if you’re gonna act weird about it.” you said, resting your hands on the counter behind your back, he was resting against the cabinets, crossed arms over his chest, you were incredibly close in the small kitchen.

“Of course I’m weird about it, you looked at it!”

“You opened the door! And it was rubbing up against my towel.” you argued, not wanting to be caught.

“So I’m at fault?”

“Oh my God! That’s not what I said! No one’s ’at fault’. I just want to talk so you stop acting weird! Why are you so hung up about this? Is this the first time someone catches you touching yourself?” you both visually cringed at the expression “It happens to a lot of people, you know?”

“Oh, God, don’t ever say that again!” you had just noticed how you had approached him in your discussion, your bodies mere inches away from each other’s. “Fine, I’ll tell you why I got so hung up on it. But you have to believe me,” before you could even ask why you wouldn’t he confessed “it was about you”

Your eyebrows raised, your face turned red immediately and you could barely react. “Me?”

“Please don’t make me repeat it” he leaned even closer to you, hands resting on the counter around you, trapping your body against it. You looked up at him and let your hand touch his face, gently guiding it close to yours.

His lips brushed against yours, teasing before you pulled him into a kiss. And it was even better than you’d imagined, those plump lips that you sneaked looks at so often were incredibly soft and when you raised your hands to his curls you figured out why your hair products were running out so quickly.

“That’s my shampoo” you teased, “is there anything else of mine that you’ve been stealing?”

He chuckled, “chapstick” and pressed his lips back to yours.

The mint one, you realized as you tasted it on his lips. His hands met your bare waist, pushing your body to lean against the counter while yours held on to his arms, trying not to fall back on it. His lips were working magic on yours, kissing further into your mouth till his tongue was brushing against yours. It was almost desperate, as if both of you had been yearning for each other the entire time you had lived together. You let your hands feel his arms, running up and meeting his bicep with a gentle squeeze, it made you let out a small gasp into the kiss when the muscle resisted your fingers.

Franco only pulled away from your lips when you were out of breath, and he did it with a bite to the bottom one. His lips lowered to your jaw, moving on to your neck, brushing gently the sensitive skin while his breath reached the spot behind your ear, sending shivers down your body. Your reaction made him smirk, kissing down your neck till he reached your upper chest. His hands lifted you up to sit on the counter, surprising you with the stronger grip. Your legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer to you as he worked a hickey on your clavicle.

“Franco!”

“Oops” he said sarcastically, pushing his hips forward to make you moan, the fabric of your gym shorts allowing you to feel him, the action distracting you from the mark he left on your body.

You sighed and pulled him back to your mouth. Your hands fell from his arms to rest on his chest, feeling the muscles under your palms, then letting them run down till they reached the hem of his shirt, settling down under it, on his bare waist. Franco pulled you even closer to him, and this time he was the one to moan when your hips met, a deep groan against your lips. You used it against him, taking advantage of his state to pull away from his lips and kiss his neck too. His stubble brushed your face as he lifted his chin, giving you space to work on his neck. You made sure to suck a mark below his ear, payback for yours but you could tell that he enjoyed it, it even made his head fall back.

You shook your head and pulled away, your hands grabbing the hem of his top to pull over his head. “You shaved” he nodded “too bad, I like the hair”

“You notice it?”

“Well, you keep walking around the place shirtless in shorts, your chest is the most decent thing I notice” you confessed, letting his shirt fall to the ground.

You mirrored his actions, kissing down his clavicule and his chest, your hands following your lips till he guided your face up, back to his. “We’re really gonna fuck this up if we do this” he told you, holding your face by your chin.

“I don’t care, I just really want you right now” you breathed out, body already aching for him.

“Fuck, me too” he kissed you, letting go of your face and waist, falling to his knees in front of you.

The sight of Franco kneeling and looking up at you with doe eyes and plump lips made your middle twitch in excitement. His hands reached the band of your shorts, tugging on it till it slipped past your legs. His hands reached for your calves, slowly running up and down, sending shivers up your body as his lips brushed your knees. They kissed up your thighs, teeth playing with the skin till he reached your middle, his nose brushing against the wet fabric of your panties. You let out a soft breath at the brief sensation, making Franco smile.

He ran his fingers along the seam of your underwear, pulling it to the side just to see how perfectly ready you were for him. They met your lips, easily slipping between them and meeting your hole. He groaned at the sight of you taking his fingers, mesmerized as you bit your bottom lip, trying to stop any noises. He pushed the fingers in and out a couple of times, a teasing touch to your sensitive walls before he pulled them away completely. Before you could even complain, his face was on you. His lips, nose and chin brushing against your skin as he kissed your thighs almost aggressively, he was rushing, he wanted to work you up but was just so desperate to have his mouth on you.

You let your hand fall down to his hair, your fingers tangling in the curls as you pulled him closer to your cunt. Franco’s tongue immediately darted out, licking a stripe between your lips, you felt it starting right by your hole and finishing with a flick, by your clit. Then it started, his mouth was on you like there was no tomorrow, kissing, licking and sucking at anything he could. What you couldn’t get enough of was the way his tongue flicked at the bottom of your hole, the ultra sensitive area making your middle throb.

His arms slipped under your thighs, wrapping around them to be as close to you as possible, his nose brushing your clit while his tongue worked your hole. He was perfect, your body was trembling within minutes, legs threatening to close around his head but he held them open. Your hand gripped tighter on his hair, pulling it when he moved to suck on your clit.

“Fuck! Franco” you sighed, tugging on his hair to make him look at you “don’t stop” you told him as your eyes met.

He nodded, with your clit still in his mouth, it made his face rub against you. You felt it build up inside you, coming up from all of your extremities to meet in your middle, a knot forming right above your cunt, tightening by the second till it snapped. You moaned embarrassingly loudly, letting your hand tug harder on his hair till he was groaning too, pulling away from your cunt.

“So sweet” he whispered against your leg, kissing and licking the sensitive skin before getting up on his feet.

His hand reached out for your face, guiding you to kiss him again. You could taste yourself on his mouth, the residual sour taste present on his tongue as it brushed against yours. Your hands reached for his chest and ran down, reaching the waistband of his jeans. They made quick work of unbuttoning them while you kissed, and in seconds his jeans were pooling around his feet on the floor.

Then you palmed him, making him pull away from the kiss and drop his forehead to your shoulder with a broken groan. You took the opportunity to kiss his neck, licking the soft spots as your hand kept working him through his boxers. Soon his groans turned into moans and his hand covered yours, stopping it before you went too far.

“Let me go get a condom.” he breathed out into your neck “Do you have any? Easy access?”

“‘M all out”

“Please tell me you’re joking.” he sighed, pulling away to look you in the eyes, only truth behind them “I’m out too”

“For fucks sake, Franco” you groaned “just pull out”

“Sure?” he asked and you nodded, slipping down from the counter. You left a last quick kiss on his lips before turning around and bending over the counter. “Fuck! Look at you.” he practically moaned when he saw your ass up in the air, his hands coming down to grab both cheeks, spreading them apart just to catch you clenching around nothing.

“Just do something, Franco” you whined, impatient as you felt the cool stone of the counter against your body.

After your whining Franco wasted no time in pulling his cock out of his boxers, pumping himself a couple of times before you felt his head poking at your lips. He still teased, tapping it directly on your clit and brushing it between your lips, his actions making you jolt in anticipation. But when you arched your ass up he was done, pushed inside you at once, making you both moan. He bent his body over yours, kissing your shoulder as he whispered pathetic apologies — “sorry, sorry, you feel so good, are you okay?”

You just nod, turning your face to kiss him. It was messy, your lips barely meeting as you kissed the corner of his mouth, but it was enough to distract you from the slight burn he was causing between your legs. He tested small thrusts after a couple seconds, barely pulling out, just rolling his hips against yours. You feel so full, his cock already pressing against the right spots.

In just minutes he was fucking into you, his body up straight as he pulled you back onto his cock, his hands gripping your waist so tightly you thought they would leave marks, but fuck, you did not want him to stop. He was so big and he was dragging against your walls perfectly as your clit bumped the corner of the counter, stimulating you with every thrust. Moans fell out of your mouth uncontrollably, followed by ragged breaths. Behind you, Franco let out low groans that made your entire body shiver, the noise of his thighs against yours also filling the room.

With all those sensations, you quickly felt another orgasm approaching, creeping up your body, making all your muscles tense till you let go. Franco moaned loudly when you clenched around him, gripping your waist tighter as he stopped moving. You barely made a noise, your mouth open but no voice coming from your throat as your body shook in pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m close, shit. Where do you want it?” he asked, already pulling out before he burst inside you.

“My mouth” you sighed and he couldn’t believe it when you pushed him away and got on your knees in front of him.

Spanish curses were leaving his mouth as you sat on your ankles in front of him, mouth open wide with your tongue sticking out, waiting for him. You reached to wrap a hand around his, following the rhythm he set, and in seconds he was shooting cum into your mouth. You smiled at it, swallowing when he finished. His thumb reached for your face, wiping a drop that landed there, then pushing it past your lips. You sucked it clean without a second thought.

“Fuck. You’re so perfect, you’re gonna be the death of me”

#franco colapinto x reader #franco colapinto smut #franco colapinto imagine #franco colapinto #a writes

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ms-demeanor · 6 months ago

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My mom has gone full on Youtube Woo "natural cures" and I have no idea how to get through to her. Literally sitting at home in front of the tv playing video after video of pseudoscientific bunk and lapping it up... She's diabetic and a cancer survivor and I fear she's gonna do irreparable damage in her forays into the deep end...

Do you have any tips on reaching folks that are in this deep?

Regular reinforcement of evidence-based medicine as kind as you can make it whenever it comes up.

"Oh I heard about this coffee enema thing..." "There's not really any evidence to back that up, mom, and besides, it sounds pretty unpleasant."

"Oh I heard about how nightshades are poison" "That book doesn't have a lot of great evidence, plus here are the kinds of micronutrients that you can get from nightshades, they're important in your diet."

"Oh I'm not sure about vaccines anymore, the new ones are so scary" "Mom, I'm so glad you got me vaccinated, I think about how kids younger than me are at risk of measles and other issues because of vaccine hesitancy and I worry so much for them, I think you made the right decision when I was a kid and I'm grateful for it."

"Oh, but fluoride in the water can cause IQ losses in young children," "Mom, those studies aren't in areas where fluoride is added, they're in areas where it's naturally high and are way, way above what gets added here, plus look at you and me, we have been drinking fluoridated water and we're both smart."

IDK, it's miserable. Basically you go on natural news and learn about all the lies, then spend twenty times as much time learning about the debunkings for all the lies and then try to be nice when you tell them they're wrong.

Since your mom has had previous successful treatment from allopathic doctors call back to that; "but mom I'm so glad they were able to take care of your cancer - I know it was hard but I think you might not have survived if you hadn't trusted your doctors." "but mom, look at how much the medical science on diabetes has improved in your lifetime; i'm glad it's easier to manage now than it was when you were younger, and that there are better treatments being developed all the time; I don't think they're hiding things from us otherwise they'd still treat diabetes and cancer like they did in the 50s, and things are so much better than that."

Just. Try to be nice. Try not to attack her. Try to keep it light and offer cheerful arguments before changing the subject.

You don't want her to get defensive, you want her to consider you to be someone she can ask for information who won't make fun of her and doesn't think she's stupid.

Anyway. Life with my mother in law has been fun recently. She watched a youtube video and decided she must have gone into ketosis after fasting for twelve hours so she ordered a bunch of protein strips and I'm cooking for her a few times a week to guarantee that she's eating something other than canned chili beans.

So. You know. I feel you.

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sayruq · 11 months ago

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Hi world, it’s Eman Please read this as if I’m a member of your family, may be your sister , daughter or a friend and as if my family who’s under death now is yours.Today, I reach out with a heavy heart and a place for your kindness and support . I am not just seeking to fundraise. I am seeking to save the lives of my beloved family members who are currently trapped in a nightmare. All of whom depend on your generosity to escape Gaza Strip to Egypt , get the medical help needed and begin a new life where we are seeking safety. This is me Eman

My name is Eman , a girl in her thirties (39- years old) and a computer science graduate .Iam speaking from the heart of Gaza, a place that was once vibrant with life and has now become painfully marked by the effects of wars that spared no war. I live with my mother, Etemad (60 years old ) and my father, Saed (70 years old . My mother and my father

My sister Khaleda is ( 41 years old ) She has four children. Three sons .Saed ,3 years old. Abdul Rahman, 5 years old ,and Adam, 9 years old .Her daughter, Lyan, is (4 years old) .

Khaleda's Children

Iam suffering of one of the most common generic disorders which is thalassaemia. It’s so tiring and difficult disease. And due to the war, I lack medical care and treatments. My health is getting worse and deteriorating as treatment became insufficient. Iam in need to plasma exchange regularly ,the thing that my family find so difficult because of blockage and destruction of hospitals , in addition to the risks of going out our shelters every day as the bombs everywhere . My family deserve the opportunity to live a full life. I can’t bear the thought of losing any member of them.

My father, Saed, is suffering from heart disease .He has blockage of the heart arteries . Doctors advised him not to expose himself to the news and events that affect his mental and physical health. He urgently needs to undergo the necessary tests and surgery.

My mother, Etemad, has chronic diseases (blood pressure and diabetes ) . She needs regular follow up and medical treatment .She is struggling to obtain the necessary medications , waiting too long in clinics for subpar alternatives if found.

My family and I were very close knit enjoying simple pleasure and cherishing moment together. Now all that remains are memories scattered among the rubble of our destroyed home in Gaza. We witnessed death with our own eyes and were forced to flee our home in fear of our lives .During this time , we also received the news of the deaths of several relatives and friends due to indiscriminate bombardments. Now, I find Myself with my family displaced in a plastic tent in Al-Zawaydah , our last refuge, living inhuman conditions and enduring unimaginable hardships along the way.

We’re currently sleeping on the ground in a tent that does not protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter . We are located there ,with no access to essential items like clean drinking water , electricity , healthy food and cooking gas .Death and destruction followed us everywhere , Our home was bombed and bulldozed and our hopes and dreams were shattered along with it .We are enduring a suffering that is beyond anything you can imagine. Me with my family are in a very critical situation in tents .Tasks are divided among us to sustain ourselves. My father fetches water if ever found from a distant area early every morning. My mother cooks and washes our clothes using traditional methods .This is why we are asking for your help, as we are still in danger in South Gaza and can’t receive the medical care needed. Our new life in tents

Since the beginning of Israel’s assault on Gaza, we were forced to evacuate several times leaving behind our home and the future we had been working towards. Walking without carrying our personal belongings, our clothes or even money in search of a safe place until we managed to escape to the south of Gaza Strip .

Gaza, a place that I call home has been transformed into a landscape of destructions and despair . The reality we live in is one of the constant fear, where the sounds of explosions drown out the dreams and aspirations of its people .In what seems like an instant , everything my family and I held there had been ripped away by the chaos of war . A side of our suffering in tents

This campaign is not just about escaping Gaza. It’s about reclaiming a future where my family can live without the shadow of fear , where we can get the medical care and treatment needed and where we can once again embrace the joys of life without grief . The price of leaving Gaza is high and far beyond my family means. so I have initiated this fundraising campaign to urgently gather funds to help my family leave Gaza as soon as possible. The funds collected will be carefully allocated for the following purposes: Firstly , it will contribute to providing a safe passage to Egypt , which is a vital step for the family’s safety. Secondly: covering the medical treatment. Costs and medications for me , my father and my mother . In addition to the need for comprehensive examinations in Egypt to ensure our safety after the war. Thirdly : the funds will be allocated to provide temporary accommodation for the family in Egypt, giving them stability and the opportunity to explore the best path for their future . Finally , it will cover initial living expenses in Egypt granting the family the time and space needed to relax and rebuild their lives after the ordeal of the genocide in Gaza .

Eman's family has only raised $610 USD out of $50,000 goal. Please support the family by sharing. Donate if you can

#yemen #jerusalem #tel aviv #current events #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #news on gaza #palestine news #news update #war news #war on gaza #palestine donation #aid for gaza #palestinian donations

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— how i think enhypen would take care of you while sick

⠀⭒fluff, ot7

— LHS.이희승 the sweetest of them all. you'd feel better from whatever sickness you may have but would probably get diabetes from this man. he'd make sure you always have what you need at reach. ngl, i have the strong feeling heeseung would absolutely use his beautiful voice as a way to relax you. singing your favorite songs for you and also putting up a little show to keep you entertained (since he wont let you leave the house either).

— PJS.박��성 acts and services. he's doing all the house work, doing laundry, feeding the pets, cooking food, he's got everything covered. jay would spend most of his time making sure things get done, but as soon as he has time he's onto you checking how you're feeling, and giving you lots and lots of affection.

— SJY.심재윤 puppy jake would be worried most of the time because his s/o being sick is probably one (if not thee) worst thing that could ever happen to him. i know for a fact he would not leave your side 24/7. work? screw it. practice? forgotten. a hang out with the boys? can wait. his baby is in need of him and that is the only thing that matters.

— PSH.박성훈 i think hoon is the awkward type of boyfriend in this situation. he's always been taken care of, so he isn't very familiar with what to do himself. constant questions such as "is there anything you need? would you like me to do this or that? would this make you feel better?" but it's okay because his cute akwardness makes you feel better instantly.

— KSN.김선우 sunoo is another lovely sweetie pie :( he makes sure to give you all of his attention and even offers to buy you your favorite snacks in hopes that'll make you feel better. i personally feel like he would ask what your favorite book is and he would read it for you until you feel better. at home dates like watching a movie or baking something (if you feel good enough to get up) are a must.

— YJW.양정원 jungwon's natural boyfriend instincts would tingle and he'd be immediately making you some tea he learned is good for when someone is sick. he has been preparing for this moment HIS ENTIRE LIFE and he's more than ready for it. did he spend night after night lookikg for remedies and effective medicine? of course. did it pay off? absolutely. there is no cold that could go past jungwon.

— NRK 西村力 now, ni-ki is the type to latch onto you and just... never let go. i feel like he's already the affectionate type, but it just gets more intense if you're sick. small fights would happen often because you don't want him to get sick but he doesn't care (or listen) at all. ni-ki ends up winning in the end and just spends his time watching movies with you and asking those around him for help when you need something.

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diabetesinsider · 29 days ago

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Creamed Leeks

Soon enough, the leeks in your garden will size up to these beauties making it time to pick and prepare a delectable leek delight. This makes a great side dish served with roast pork, brown rice with margarine, and cold melon. See what you think...

1 - 2 T. margarine

3 - 4 leeks, cleaned, sliced into thin rounds

1 t. coarse salt

dash pepper

2 T. whole wheat flour

4 c. half and half, room temperature

1 t. parsley, fresh, kitchen scissor chopped to speed the process

In a large fry pan, add margarine and leeks. Begin to saute the leeks, season with salt and pepper. Sprinkle flour over all and toss to cover all, turn temp to simmer. Slowly, gently stir in the half and half with the leeks/flour mixture to begin making the creamed part of this dish. Keep stirring as you let the sauce thicken - 5 - 10 min. Serve with the parsley sprinkled on top as garnish.

When I'm not working up family pleasing healthy meals, I'm sewing cotton pocket aprons for my online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/topdrawerthreads .

Or I'm putting the finishing touches on hand crocheted all cotton throw rugs worked by me from upcycled recycled thrifted repurposed sheets for my other shop - www.etsy.com/shop/topdraweryarns .

My older daughter has an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/wildwovenwomen - where she works upcycled recycled thrifted repurposed yarns into fluffy hand knit afghans and throws to lay out on a grassy shady spot to enjoy a soft, summer afternoon on.

My daughter's have an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/yesdesigns - where they design and sew cotton pocket knickers perfect for summer frolicsome times!

#diabetes #type 2 diabetes #type 1 diabetes #diabetic #healthy eating #foodie #nicedinner #homecooking #home cooking #t1d #t2 #fancydinner #fancymeal #familydinner #dinnerideas #leeks #creamedleeks #easysides

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ultimate-healing-blog · 5 months ago

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Easy Valentine's Day Recipes for Two

A Romantic Valentine’s Day Dinner for Two Valentine’s Day is a celebration of love, tenderness, and shared moments. Whether it’s a cozy evening at home or a special dining experience, the meal plays a crucial role in setting the mood. This particular dinner is designed not only to be romantic but also to accommodate diabetic needs, featuring delicious and healthy dishes. The highlight is a…

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hinge · 24 days ago

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HI HIII <333 love your work! I was wondering if you could do a LaDS hc them having a kinda sick (preferably chubby!) gf (I’m pre diabetic, I have PMD and motion sickness so I’m always on some medication :p ) Like I said love your work and keep it up! 👍🏽 make sure you have a good meal, water and good rest 🫶🏽

Omg hi! I love this I’m always on meds too! It’s currently 2am on the 24th I just showered and I’m about to find something to tear up. I hope you’re well rested and hydrated! I’ll give it my best shot!

Zayne who always knows how to help when you’re having a sick day. Maybe it’s because he’s a doctor and studied medicine diligently. Maybe it’s because he wants to help you in the best way he possible. (We know which one it is)

Zayne who always carries around motion sickness medication in his car, jacket, office, anywhere you need it. He usually carries alternatives if you need it for pain. He takes very good care of you.

Zayne who, if he deems you too sick, won’t let you go out. He will try to find a way to make being at home fun. You can tell him that you feel fine later but he doesn’t think it would be in your best interest to go out immediately after. He helps you as best he can without making it seem like he’s hovering even though he worries and wants what’s best for you.

Sylus who feels helpless when you’re sick. He tries to do his best to make you feel comfortable. He also does a lot of research to see if there’s anything he could do to make you feel better. He puts a lot of thought into it too.

Sylus who tries to see if there is a pattern to your sickness so he knows what to do and what not to do. He doesn’t want to mess up and make it worse so he tries to see if he can catch on. He’s very cautious about a lot of things too just in case.

Sylus who if he has to drive you somewhere tries not to drive too harshly. He doesn’t want you feeling dizzy or sick. He’ll try his best not to hit the corner too fast and sharp. He also (only for you) drives the speed limit and if he has to, goes slower for you.

Caleb who stays up to date with you when you’re sick. If you say you feel even an ounce of sick he’s calling off work to care for you. He doesn’t care if he’s in the middle of a meeting, he’ll be there before you can blink. You are his priority, always.

Caleb who makes sure you check your blood sugar regularly. He gets worried when it gets too low and tries everything to fix it. He even learned how to use the machine himself so you wouldn’t have to do it alone. He also takes note of what you consume during the day and what spikes it to see what he needs to change in his recipes.

Caleb who takes your motion sickness seriously. He keeps medication with him at all times. He won’t even drive fast if he knows you’ll feel nauseous. He makes you lie down in the dark if it gets too much. One thing Caleb doesn’t play about is your health.

Xavier who makes sure you get your rest when you don’t feel well. He doesn’t mind napping with you or just plain resting. He makes sure wherever you both end up laying you are comfortable.

Xavier who researches ways to help and hoping cooking isn’t involved because he doesn’t want to “kill you” as you would say. He orders in instead but makes sure it doesn’t bother your blood sugar.

Xavier who tries his best to deal with you when you’re sick. He checks on you frequently and asks if there is anything he can do to help. Most times him just being there is enough.

Rafayel who panics when you stumble from dizziness. He tries everything and searches the web to understand what he can do. He tries his best to help you and ends up putting you in the bath in the dark. He gives you an eye mask to make sure not a peep of light comes in.

Rafayel who is strict about certain foods and when you eat because he doesn’t want you to feel sick. He stands over you as you check your blood sugar. If it’s low he immediately begins to worry. He makes you lie down and looks up how to get it back up.

Rafayel who spends his days loving you and making you feel loved. He knows being sick is bothersome and sometimes you feel bad he’s taking care of you but he reminds you that you’re in this together. The going gets tough but he’s not going!

I tried to do research on PMD and got two results so I tried my very best <3

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alotofpockets · 1 year ago

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Highs and lows | Lia Wälti x Sister!Reader

Warnings: Reader is a type 1 diabetic and experiences both hypo- and hyperglycemic events. I hope all the medical talk is right!

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One of the things you loved to do outside of football, was going on walks with some of the girls on your team. When you and your sister Lia made the move to London, you had found a second family in your Arsenal teammates. The friendships you made here went beyond the pitch, and you were forever grateful to have gotten a place amongst them.

Today you were joined by Lia, Steph, Viv, Beth, and Leah. As well as Myle and Calvin, the dogs were both running around the park as the rest of you were talking.

“Oh hi Myle girl, do you want me to throw the ball?” The dog had dropped the tennis ball into your lap, so you got up to play with her. You made a quick stop to grab your water bottle before you ran back to the dogs. Myle had so much energy, so she kept running up and down the field, while Calvin stayed closer to your side. You throw the ball for Myle again, but your vision goes blurry right after. You knew the feeling all too well, and sat down slowly. Calvin moved closer to you and started barking. Steph looked up at the sudden loudness from her dog, who usually is rather quiet, and notices you on the grass.

“Hey Lia”, Steph didn’t even have to finish her sentence, the tone of her voice told Lia enough, she looked over to you and rushed to your side when she saw you were on the ground.

“I'm here.” She reaches for your hand, while reaching for her phone with the other. She taps the device to the patch on your arm, letting it read your glucose levels. You had been diagnosed with diabetes type 1 when you were a kid, so the symptoms were very familiar to your sister, and to the team now as well. “It’s low.” By now she didn't even have to tell you what she was going to do, as she was with you for a lot of your highs and lows. She grabs a juice box out of her bag, and tells you to drink up.

“Here, lean into me.” You heard Leah's voice behind you. Her hands on your shoulders guided you into her. The girls knew that there was nothing they could do for you, and that they would just have to wait for your glucose levels to get back up, but that didn't mean that they wouldn't try to make it as comfortable for you as possible.

Slowly but surely you started feeling better, the blurred vision faded, and you felt a little stronger again. While you had gotten used to the hypo- and hyperglycemic events, they were still a little scary to experience, because you'd never know when one would be more severe.

“Come on, let's get you home.” Lia extends her hands to you, after you let her know you were ready to get up. Once you were up, she hugged you tight, always a little scared of the events herself.

“Why don't you come to our place?” Beth offers, “We live closer, you can rest there.” You agreed instantly, the less you had to walk right now the better. Back at Beth and Viv’s place you find yourself slowly drifting to sleep cuddled into Viv’s side, with Myle on your chest.

You’re woken up by the smell of one of your favourite dishes lingering in the air. “Hey, how are you feeling?” Viv asks when she notices that you were awake again. “Good enough for that delicious meal Lia is cooking up.” The girl you’re still laying against chuckles, “Ah good, you’re back.”

You looked around the room to find Leah, Steph, and Calvin had left the home, while Lia was in the kitchen with Beth. Though, you knew your sister did all the cooking, because Viv always loved to tell you how bad of a chef Beth really was. You got up and joined the rest for dinner.

The next few days your blood sugar levels didn’t have any major spikes, there was the occasional high and low, but nothing that wasn’t quickly fixed.

On game day you were rushing out of the house, cause you forgot to put your alarm. You rolled out of bed, hopped in the shower, and quickly changed into your match day outfit, before you headed to your car.

You knew it was stupid to skip meals, because it would most likely influence your blood sugar levels later on, but right now the only thought on your mind was getting to the stadium on time. Which luckily you managed to do, you headed into the locker room where everyone was about ready to start warming up. After quickly putting on your cleats, and your training kit, you followed the team out.

“Everything alright?” Your sister asked as she put her arm on your shoulder to warm up her legs. You nod, “I overslept. Forgot to set my alarm, but I’m all good.” You continue warming up together, before running some drills with the rest of the girls.

On the pitch everything was going great until it wasn’t. You felt very shaky, and were sweating more than during a regular game. Trying to push the feelings aside only worked for a few minutes, with one tackle you were on the ground, and your body fully gave into the high blood sugar. Both Lia and the medics came rushing your way.

“You need to check her glucose levels.” Your sister instructed. The medic already had a phone in their hand to tap it to your patch. “We’ve got her Lia, don’t worry.” The phone quickly gave the glucose levels, and showed they were very high.

“I’m going to give you an insuline shot, to get your levels down quickly.” You simply nodded, not caring how they would lower your blood sugar, as long as you would stop feeling this way. After the shot, your body started slowly feeling stronger again. The medics walked you off the field, and sat you down on the bench. Steph sat down next to you, and you leaned into her side. She took the bag of nuts the medical assistant handed over, and opened the bag for you.

When the halftime whistle blew you headed into the locker room, while Steph went to warm up with the rest of the bench.

“What happened?” Your sister’s worried voice rang out the moment you sat down. She didn’t even let you answer the first question, before she continued. “Why didn’t you say something sooner? You know how bad it can get if you don’t treat your highs and lows on time.”

“Since I was in a hurry this morning I kind of forgot to have breakfast. I swear I was going to eat something when I got here, but you were all ready to warm up, so I forgot in the rush again.” You knew that skipping meals wasn’t good for your glucose levels, and you really didn’t do it on purpose, and you needed Lia to know that. “I should’ve said it sooner, but it was almost half time. I thought I would be alright until then.”

Lia uncrossed her arms, and the angry facade fell. “Please don’t ever scare me like that again!” She sat down and put her arm around you, happy to know that you were alright again. You listened to Kim and Leah discuss the tactics for the second half of the game, and made your way back to the bench when it was time to head back again.

The team ended up winning the match. After the second half you felt a lot better again, so you walked the victory round next to your sister, who was happy to have you properly on your feet again.

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harunayuuka2060 · 2 years ago

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Riddle: *came to Ramshackle dorm to apologize to Granny for bumping into her earlier*

Grandma MC: Oh son, didn't I tell you that it's fine? *smiling kindly to him*

Riddle: Yes. However, I would feel extremely guilty if I didn't do anything.

Grandma MC: What do you suggest we do then?

Riddle: I will accept any form of disciplinary action that you see fit.

Grandma MC: I see.

Grandma MC: I happen to need a pair of hands in the kitchen. *smiles*

Riddle: *is peeling potatoes*

Grandma MC: You are good at this. *chuckles*

Riddle: *clears throat* *feeling a bit embarrassed* This isn't a hard task.

Grandma MC: You think so? I asked Ace to peel potatoes once and nothing left out of the potatoes.

Grandma MC: And we ended up turning them into chips instead. *laughs heartily*

Riddle: ...

Riddle: *smiles* By the way, Granny. I never heard from the headmage that you wished to go home.

Grandma MC: Because there's no one waiting for me at home, son.

Riddle: Huh? Why?

Grandma MC: My children and grandchildren all live in faraway places, fulfilling their goals and dreams. *smiles*

Riddle: That... That's quite sad, Granny...

Grandma MC: Oh *chuckles* I know that seems a bit lonely for anyone that will hear it. But as long as they're happy, I am more than fulfilled.

Riddle: ...

Grandma MC: We should keep up in peeling these potatoes.

Riddle: Y-Yes...

Riddle: I... I never expected that I would be able to make my own pasta.

Grandma MC: It's quite rewarding, isn't it?

Riddle: Y-Yes. Thanks to you, Granny.

Cater: *walks in* Granny~! Is the food ready? I'm starving!

Trey: Don't mind him, Granny. *chuckles*

Cater and Trey: *sees Riddle* Eh?

Riddle: ...

Riddle: What are you two doing here?

Cater and Trey: ...

Cater: *to Trey* I told you Riddle would be next.

Trey: *nods*

Riddle: What?

Kalim: Granny! You should visit us in Scarabia! There'll be plenty of food for you!

Grandma MC: Thank you. *chuckles* But my diabetes.

Jamil: Don't worry, Granny. I'll serve you healthy food.

Grandma MC: That is reassuring. *smiles*

Ruggie: I like the one Granny cooked.

Riddle: What? Is there a problem with mine?

Ruggie: Yours doesn't taste home. Shyeheehee!

Riddle: *frowns*

Jack: I think Riddle-senpai's tastes just fine.

Trey: Right. It is delicious.

Cater: Sure, Trey. But you've been getting food from Granny's pot.

Trey: It's the one nearer.

Grim: *snatches the pot*

Cater and Trey: Hey!

Riddle: *laughs*

#twisted wonderland #twst grandma mc #twst riddle #twst trey #twst cater #twst kalim #twst jamil #twst ruggie #twst jack #twst grim

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swordymacaroni · 1 year ago

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A/N- Okay. So. Soft, sweet Konig who is nowhere near harsh and threatening as the tales tell. He's just so pookie.

@go-go-gadget-autism-I'm sorry I couldn't do the OC request, but here's Konig x Reader

Pairings- Konig x GN Reader

Warnings- Slight Body Dysmorphia/Diabetes Inducing Fluff/Author is sleep-deprived and unsure of her writing

Konig, whose salvation is his Liebling and no one else. As soon as he comes home from absolutely anywhere, he'll drop everything he has and sprint through the house to find you. Whether you're cooking dinner or doing laundry or just staring into space, he's barreling towards you, ignoring your surprised yelp as he turns you around and picks you up, holding you close, so close, listening to your breathing, leaning into your warmth, your softness, your love, that he's been deprived of for the last few days.

Konig, whose just big and awkward wherever he goes. He'll eagerly join you for a family reunion or friendly gathering, but boy, he has the social skills of a suitcase. He'll just walk behind you, head down, trying to shrivel into himself. You have to remind him constantly, that he can take up space, and everybody here loves him, especially you. Even after that, he manages to say hi to five people before his social battery dies out. Now he's tugging on the hem of your top like a befuddled puppy, eyes pleading as he asks ever so politely, if you can come home with him and cuddle for the rest of the night.

Konig, whose mostly silent, spiraling in his own thoughts, until they're too much for him to handle. Then he'll grab you sleeve, pull you to the couch, and lay his head down in your lap. If you're distracted, nose in a book or in a device, he'll nudge your stomach with his nose, wanting attention. When you start carding your fingers through his hair with a small smile, he finally relaxes in your lap, brain promptly shutting down. Yes, he'll fall asleep, and no, even in his sleep, he won't let you get up. You're gonna have to pass out on the couch with him. Sorry about the kinks in you neck the following morning, schatz. :(

Konig, whose seeking your touch as soon as something goes wrong. He'll be upset about the smallest of things, and nothing except your physical reassurance will fix it.

-He burned the pasta? He need you to take the spatula from him with a gentle smile and a kiss to his nose, or he won't eat for two days out of guilt.

-He knocked over a vase? You'll have to cup his face with your hands and declare that it's alright and mistakes happen before he finally calms down, blinking away tears and clutching your hand as you go to grab a broom.

Konig, whose constantly nitpicking his flaws. Everyday before he showers or takes a bath, he spends forever in front of the mirror, locating if he has chub or cellulite. If he sees any, calorie counting has started for the next three months. But that all changes when one day you walk in on him pinching his stomach in disgust. He whips around, blabbering something before you throw yourself onto him, maliciously kissing every part of him. His face, his arms, his chest, his stomach, and then finally his lips with a threatening, "You think you're not good enough ever again and I'm gonna start withholding kisses." Now Konig catches himself every time he starts to think negatively about his body. Your kisses are too precious.

Konig, whose eyes practically have hearts dancing in them when you emerge from the bathroom, hair damp and face devoid of makeup. His voice catches in his throat because you're so beautiful, so perfect. His feet are carrying him towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. "Don't deserve you, liebling. You're to good fo' me."

Konig, whose heart beats in his body but beats for you. This big, burly military man, who has been trained to survive absolutely anywhere, cannot live without you.

You're his refuge,

his redemption,

his home,

his.

Likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

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hinge · 1 month ago

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taojjang · 8 months ago

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۶ৎ riize and their love languages.ᐟ

pairing: bf!riize x reader, genre: fluff!, warnings: so sweet u might get diabetes

♡⸝⸝ ways riize would show their never-ending love for you <3

shotaro . . . gift giving!

it's impossible for shotaro to go shopping without buying something for you. every little thing reminds him of you; especially cute little teddy bears. every time he walks by the toy store, a little fluffy animal in the window display catches his eye. eventually, he'll come back home with a new friend for you. "this reminded me of you! i thought you'd like it~" because of your sweet boy's consideration, your bed will never be free of any fluffy teddy bears.

taro loves spoiling his baby <3

eunseok . . . acts of service!

eunseok doesn't normally verbalize his feelings for you. the most you'll get from him is a nightly 'i love you' or a 'you look nice today.' but even then, it's rare to ever feel unloved by him. by the countless times he texts you and tells you to check the fridge for the meal he cooked for you, you know just how much he loves you. he's super attentive with you, always scanning your every move and mentally noting your likes and dislikes so he can be the best boyfriend possible.

seok is here to make your life easier <3

sungchan . . . physical touch!

no matter what you're doing, whether studying or washing the dishes, his hands have to be on you at all times. walking beside each other? holding hands. sitting beside each other? tugging on your arm begging you to sit on his lap. away from each other? sending you cat-cuddling gifs telling you how much he can't wait to cuddle later.

chan needs to be as close to you as possible 24/7 <3

wonbin . . . words of affirmation!

this boy is a sucker for compliments. every time you pat his head and tell him how well he did today, every single one of his worries melt away and he's soon nuzzled into your neck, giggling and clinging onto you. not only receiving but giving as well. bin loves to catch you when you least expect it; when you're styling his hair before a date, he'll look up into your eyes and mutter a sweet, "you're so beautiful, baby."

bin will always be your little sweetheart <3

seunghan . . . EVERYTHING!

hani is the sweetest little thing ever :( he loves absolutely any form of affection and won't hesitate to show you that. some days, he's clinging to your waist without saying a word, but the next day, he's staring at you with stars in his eyes, giggling at how pretty you are and telling you how lucky he is to have you. he loves you too much not to spoil you with every kind of love imaginable.

hani's just your ball of sunshine <3

sohee . . . quality time!

sohee is definitely not the type to express his love through words or physical affection. his form of love is calling you at 10pm cheering, "come play gang beasts with me!" he loves sitting with you, playing games together and fooling around. sometimes, he likes to lose on purpose just to see that stupid triumphant smile on your face.

sohee loves nothing more than being by your side <3

anton . . . physical touch!

literally sungchan 2.0... there is never a moment of the day where he isn't dying to hold onto you. the main factor that sets him and sungchan apart is that if he doesn't get to hold your hand or hug you even for one second, he'll be staring at you with his sad puppy eyes, telepathically begging for at least a quick kiss :( he always offers to carry some of your belongings so you have a free hand to hold onto his arm with.

anton would drop anything to be able to hold you <3

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