#hopefully this encourages me to drink more water

[outcast-thingz]

Thank you packages for coming in a day early I feel much better now 🥺🥺 ajsbdvx

[thedailydescent]

New update from Kareman!

On Oct 18, I wrote a post on behalf of my friend Kareman Dohan (@karemandohan1999), who wanted me to share her story with you:

I am Kariman Duhan, a Palestinian teacher and mother of a 17-month-old baby. My son, Ayman Alwan, graduated from the University of Business Administration with honors, but due to unemployment, he worked as a fisherman until the war came and destroyed our fishing boat, our source of livelihood. I created a donation campaign with the goal of helping us provide basic needs such as food, medicine, cleaning drinking water, and clothing, and to collect funds to evacuate Gaza. But the matter became complicated because of the lack of internet, and I cannot communicate with people to ask for donations, which is difficult. I had set a goal of 50k, but have now reduced it to 20k. We want to reach 20 thousand then stop the campaign. This will help us to repair our fishing boat, and revive the fish wealth in Gaza to reduce the famine. We are overlooking the beach and if we repair our fishing boat, we can eat and sell fish and provide for others. I really hope you can help me get my message across to people and help me, thank you ❤️

After a period of stagnation, within one week, we were able to raise almost $2K for her, far exceeding our minimum goal :)

But now Kareman has reached out to me again to encourage people to donate now that we have only a few thousand dollars left to raise.

We are currently at $16,344 / $20,000. There have been no donations for more than nine hours.

Kareman and her family have recently been able to obtain a small home to rent at $750 a month. With the income they hope to raise from fishing once they've fixed their boat, this will be able to cover the expenses.

However, we still need to get to 20K for that to happen!

If everyone could please chip in and continue helping Kareman as best you can, that would be greatly appreciated <3 By providing for Kareman's family, you are not only helping them, but the people of Gaza, who are currently going through a famine right now.

My previous minimum daily goal was $150 a day. I am setting that same goal again, but hopefully, like last time, we will go higher than that :)

I have donated $6. Can anyone match me?

This fundraiser has been vetted by 90-ghost and is listed at #6 on gaza-evacuation-funds's Vetted Fundraiser List from Sep 30.

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[colebabey888]

Clearing Your Gut | THE IT GIRL DIARIES

Your gut is connected to multiple parts of your body, the main areas are your immune system, your heart and your brain but it has affects on a lot of other areas aswell, such as your skin, metabolism, hair.

I had an unhealthy gut and it was very noticeable, through my skin, weight all the way down to my emotional state.

It's very important to take care of your gut, it affects your body inwards and outwards.

Here are a few things I did to clear my gut that could help you too

Began eating balanced meals ( make sure your meals have a mix of healthy carbs, protein and healthy fats such as avocado or beans ect )

Cut out sugar ( I have a very sweet tooth so I was consuming artificial sugar almost EVERY DAY and that affected me so much, especially my skin and it showed. Cut out artificial sugar and try replacing it with healthy glucose foods such as strawberries, watermelon, oranges, berries or make your own sweets mixed with honey, lemon and ginger, similar to cough drops. If you can't cut out sugar completely, limit your intake instead )

Began drinking green juices ( i drink one everyday but a few times a week is more than enough )

Added leafy greens into all of my meals including my snacks ( if you're already consuming a lot of greens then you're more than welcome to skip the green juices )

Exercise ( when i say exercise, i don't mean you have to be hitting the gym everyday for 2 hours, i jump on a bike for 15-30 min and it does the job, the goal is just to move your body so that your body burns fat instead of storing it )

Fixed my sleeping schedule ( i used to have really bad insomnia, your brain needs atleast 8 hours of rest to reprogram and function well for the next day )

GINGER ( i include ginger into my green juices and it's a game changer, but if you're not planning on drinking green juices, try incorporating ginger elsewhere, such as ginger tea or even just eating a tiny block will do )

Limit alcohol intake and quit smoking! ( this is very important, nicotine and tabbaco can have major negative affects on your health but this should be common sense )

Lastly Water ( this shouldn't be something that's new, we need water, our bodies need water in order to flush out bacteria and hydrate our body but make sure you drink enough, I started drinking atleast 2-3 liters everyday. Tip: get an aesthetic everyday water bottle that's atleast 1 litre, this will hopefully encourage you to drink water )

remember that everyone's body is different and some people might need to make more changes in their lifestyle in order to clear their gut, do you research and try making changes that cater to your needs.

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mwah! xoxo, colebabey8.88

[ahgasegotarmy116]

He Doesn't Deserve You | A Jeon Jungkook Series | Chapter Three

Summary: You feel guilty about having a night out and hope to cover up your tracks as best you can Pairing: Noona reader x Jeon Jungkook (She's 28 and he's 22) Word Count: 2.1k~ Warnings: Yändere, smut, explicit language pretty much it lol a/n: I hope you guys like it! I'm literally horrible at writing smut but I wanted to show another side to how things can be with him sometimes (I'm saying him because I'm not gonna spoil it when you can just read it lol) regardless hope this doesn't disappoint 🫢 Requested by @kkusadmirer 💜

"Girl who was that?" Rae asks, when she walk over to my side of the bar after Jungkook left. 

"His name is Jungkook and honestly I don't really know much about him. He caught me off guard and was asking me a bunch of questions that I didn't really think to ask him any" I say, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "You think he's cute don't you?" she asks taking note of my shyer demeanor while thinking about him. 

"He is attractive and dreamy but I'm married" I say flashing the ring at her in a similar fashion as I had done with Jungkook. "Dreamy? Really?" she teases, snorting at my description. "I'm sorry okay he's the first nice guy I've actually talked to in a while since my husband and I got married" I say, resting my elbows on the bar and throwing my face in my hands. 

"From what I heard, doesn't really sound like he's all that good of a husband" she says, not bothering to spare my feelings. "He's not that bad" I mumble, scarcely believing my words with every effort I put in to defend him.

"If you've gotta say it like that after only two people have said otherwise I don't really think you've got much going for you" she says setting a glass of water in front of me, already seeing signs of a need to stop drinking for the night.

"I mean, he's all I've ever known. He was my first serious boyfriend, my first everything if I'm being honest. We met in college and really hit it off and everything just felt right. After we graduated he asked me to marry him and it felt like a fairy tale ending you know?" I say, swirling around the ice in my cup in an effort to avoid her gaze.

"Sounds like it didn't turn out the way you thought it was going to though" she says, clearly feeling sorry for me. 

"Things between us are fine" I say sitting back up and clearing my throat before taking a drink of water to hopefully help me swallow down this lump in my throat. Getting a reality check from two perfect strangers with them only knowing the tip of the iceberg of my marriage has been hard to accept to say the least. 

"What's his name anyways? I might've seen him before if he likes to go out sometimes" she asks, coming back over with a pitcher to fill up my water, encouraging me to drink more. 

"Taehyung, well Tae for short" I say, hoping and praying that the name won't ring a bell. "Got a picture of him?" she asks, leaning in closer when I pull out my phone. "Shit" she says under her breath as soon as she sees him. 

"What?" I ask pulling it back as though her words had stung me. "He's come here a few times with some friends of his. They're one of the rowdier groups that comes by so we've had to kick them out on occasion" she says clearing her throat at the end, almost as if she's trying to hold something back. 

"If you know anything else about him please tell me" I implore, refusing to be in the dark about this if she knows. "He's gone 'home' with a few girls here" she says putting home in quotes since he's obviously never brought them back to our place. "Do you know how many?" I ask, knowing that I really don't want to know the answer. 

"I've lost track..." she answers, hating that she had to be the one to reveal this to me. "Did you know?" she asks with her brows pinched together. "That he's been sleeping around? Yeah, I know" I say taking a big gulp of my water as if it were the solution to this fucked up life I'm living. 

"Why haven't you left?" she asks, genuinely concerned. "He's my husband" I say with glossy eyes but then clear my throat again to hopefully curb these emotions. "And? He's a dick" she says, continuing with her efforts to never pull punches. "You don't know him like I do" I say, standing up and grabbing my purse to go. 

"Just, be careful okay?" she implores, placing her hand on top of mine before I get too far. "I will" I say and give her a sad smile before walking out and waiting for the cab I called a few moments ago. 

~~~~~~

Walking into the house I'm relieved to see that Taehyung is no where to be found, the lights still having been turned off from when I had locked up. 

Taking off my shoes, I quickly put them in the closet in an effort to quickly cover my tracks and I run into the bedroom soon after that. I take off my clothes and throw them into the washer to again avoid any suspicions because I don't want him even remotely knowing that I managed to leave the house on my own again.

Walking into the bathroom to take a shower as well I see that somehow some of the makeup I had applied rubbed off and I was unknowingly sporting one of the hickeys Taehyung had left. I look at it in the mirror a bit closer, starting to wonder how long it's been showing. 'Did Jungkook see it?' I question,  really hoping the answer is no even though he knows I'm married, it's not something I want to show off.

It could've been worse though, he could've seen the other bruises I have that clearly show evidence of much more than just rough sex. 'How would he have reacted? Would he have said something?' I continue, asking myself question after question, soon starting to regret my decisions of going out tonight. 

Did I have a good time? Sure. But it doesn't make up for the amount of fear and guilt I'm going to feel if Taehyung finds out. Will he do something? Will he get angry? Will he leave? Knowing him he would accuse me of cheating on him even though I'm the one who confirmed my suspicions. 

He, like Rae is someone that doesn't pull punches literally and figuratively. It's something that I've leaned to live with, but that doesn't make it hurt any less.

"Hey" I hear him say softly while opening the bathroom door, scaring me and not even realizing how lost in thought I had been. To the point of not even realizing that he had gotten home. 

"Hi" I say timidly, not knowing what his next move might be. 

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" he questions in a mischievous tone, already taking his shirt off. I open the glass door as a way to invite him in and I hold out my hand waiting for him, knowing I really have no choice in the matter. 

"Hi beautiful" he says after getting in, placing his hands on my hips and leaning down to kiss me softly on the lips. I sigh into the kiss, thankful he's back home again and showing his softer side to me again, clearly trying to make up for how we had left things the last time we saw each other. 

"I missed you" he says in a husky voice leaning down further to place a few open mouthed kisses on my neck marking me again, no doubt to make up for the ones that had started to fade. "Missed you" I say through a breathy tone then my breath hitches moments later when he bites down on my shoulder.

"You smell so sweet baby" he says running his nose along the length of my neck before making his way back up to kissing me. "It's my" *kiss* "new" *kiss* "body wash" I say, trying my best to answer but he purposefully works against me, loving the struggle I put up.

"I like it. Buy it again for me when you run out okay? I want my pretty wife smelling like this all the time" he says before flipping me around and pressing my chest agains the wall.

"You gonna be good and let me take you in here?" he asks grinding his dick against my ass making my breath pick up, not expecting this drastic change in behavior. I nod my head with my cheek against the tiles. He presses his chest flush up against my back, pushing me up against the wall even harder, making my chest feel sore as my nipples rub up against the cool surface, making me whine from the sensation.

"Aw look at you, so needy and ready to be full" he say, leaning back a bit and running his finger along my slit, feeling how I'm already clenching around nothing and dripping with arousal as the water falls on my back in a steady stream. "Fuck you look so hot right now" he says looking at my face and dragging his eyes down my figure before spreading my legs a bit and making moves to put it in. 

"Wait" I whimper. "Don't worry, you can take it" he says, placing a kiss on my shoulder before sliding the tip in and making me take in a sharp breath at the intrusion, him continuing to push himself further and further inside until he's bottomed out. 

He enjoys the feeling of my walls spasming around him as I feel the burn from trying to get used to him again. It isn't like this often, he usually loves to take his time prepping and teasing me until I'm begging for more but he had an almost urgency to be inside me this time. 

"Fuck" he says as he starts to move in and out of me, watching the way my ass moves with every thrust and is addicted to the moans that come from me naturally, being caught off guard by all of this and not expecting this to happen tonight. 

"Feels s-so good" I say, clawing at the walls for something to hold onto, knowing there's nothing there for me. He takes notice and he places his hands on top of mine, thrusting in and out with only his own hips supporting mine as he growls in my ear. 

"Been dying to fuck this pretty little cunt all day. Then I come home and you're in the shower making it so easy for me to just slip it in, practically begging for my cock" he says as he slows down his thrust but puts more force behind each one. 

"Isn't that right? You just want to be good for me and take it, let me have my way with you" he says pulling out and flipping me around, enjoying the dick drunk look on my face. He lifts one of my legs up and wraps it around his waist, pounding into me harder making me grab onto his neck and pull him in for a kiss, silencing my moans, making him swallow them as he coaxes more and more out of me. 

"S-shit" he stutters and tells me to jump, wrapping my other leg around his waist as well so he can thrust into me harder. I clench around him when he wraps his mouth around one of my sensitive buds, hard and begging for stimulating. 

"Fuck, more" I whine, desperately needing release. "You wanna cum?" he taunts, letting go of my throbbing bud with a pop. "Tae please" I moan digging my nails into his shoulders. He groans at the feeling and grips onto my waist digging his fingers into them, no doubt leaving bruises.

Giving me a few more thrusts he has my eyes rolling back and my toes curling as my orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks with him still fucking into me, helping me ride it out before he cums a couple minutes later. 

Slipping out and sliding me down the wall and back on my feet he leans up against me while our breathing mixes with the sound of the water still falling all around us. He places a few soft kisses on my shoulder before pushing off the wall and placing both of his hands on my cheek, kissing me softly, helping me slowly come back down and leaving my my mind foggy and drunk on him. 

"I love you" he says when he breaks apart from my lips. "I love you too" I smile, humming in contentment and feeling so good, loving that despite everything he loves me no matter what. 

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[pixiesfz]

Sorry to add on to your list of requests, but could you do something for jessie at like UCLA? Thank you !!! ❤️❤️

sorry I am in love with ucla jessie

morning runs j.f

plot: jessie usually likes to go on an early run in the morning but in her last year her room mate and team mate convince her to run a different route where she first see's you.

warning: fluff ig, happy endings

"I like going past the science building cause there's more people" Teagan said as they stretched out their calves "no way the track next to the library has the views" Jessie told her Australian friend who scoffed "views of what, this is a secluded area".

Jessie shrugged at the girl "I like it" she defended herself and Teagan looked towards the science building which did indeed have people around it "Come on you need more friends other than me" she said and dragged the girl by her arm to go her way "I have more friends then just you"

"Okay then list them"

"My sister" Jessie said and Teagan rolled her eyes and stopped as they reached the start of the track "That doesn't count".

Jessie rolled her eyes but finally agreed to the Australian who smiled "You'll love it, we pass science students, the boy's basketball team if it's sunny and my personal favorite the girl's track team" she boasted as he waved to a couple of students who encouraged her run.

"How do you know so many people?" Jessie asked during the run as the boys basketball coach applauded the girls for their run and turned to his boys to scold them for lack of fitness.

"Because I run here, you run in the lonely forest and if you keep on doing that you will die alone," Teagan told her "I like my solitude" Jessie huffed as she started to lose breath "When do we do a mini water break?" she asked "Once we pass the girls track team," the Australian said as she passed the team.

When they stopped, the girls who weren't running chatted up to Teagan. Jessie sipped some water out of the drink bottle that Teagan had given her.

You were running on the Athletics track when the two soccer players arrived, you looked in the corner of your eye when you saw Teagan and you smiled, Teagan was one of your friends.

You bonded when you both sat at the back of the class and laughed when you realized you were one of the only students without the American accent, her Australian and you British.

You saw someone next to her, she was shorter than Teagan and also had a UCLA top on, you've never met her before. You found yourself running faster as your coach cheered you on, catching the attention of the Canadian.

Jessie's eyes widened at your speed "She's good isn't she?" one of the girls spoke up and Jessie nodded "That's y/n she's from London" Teagan pointed out and Jessie whipped her head around "How do you know everyone?"

Teagan shrugged.

When you finished your last lap your coach stopped her timer and cheered "New PB y/n/n" she told you and you tried to cheer but you were very tired from the run as you went to your water bottle that was near your friends and the soccer player.

"New PB?" Teagan asked as you walked up and you nodded, grabbing your drink bottle quickly and practically chugging out of it which Jessie laughed at, causing your attention to go to her which then stopped her laugh.

Teagan watched as Jessies cheeks blushed and smirked "This is Jessie, she's on my team" she introduced you two and you smiled "I'd shake your hand but I'm really sweaty" you said and Jessie laughed "That's all good" she said and pointed out to the track "I watched you... not in a weird way or anything" Jessie panicked and you smirked "but you were really good, I wish I was that quick" she said "maybe I can teach you" you both laughed.

"So you're from London?" she asked and you nodded "North London to be exact" You smiled and Teagan laughed "Hopefully we'll still be able to talk if we make the WSL" you smiled "Hopefully" you smiled before your coach blew the whistle.

You smiled at Jessie who's cheeks burned red again, yours did too but you were able to blame the running, your friends who were talking to Teagan and watching your interaction with the Canadian smirked and grabbed your arm to walk back "she's cute" she whispered in your ear and you smacked her shoulder "she thinks your cute" another friend added as she grabbed your other arm.

Jessie watched as you and your friends bickered wit a soft smile on her face.

"What do you think about your silly little views now?" Teagan teased and Jessie rolled her eyes.

Safe to say Jessie took the track next to the Science building from then on.

[queen-of-roaches]

Sigh.

How BROZONE will react to you on your period.

Kill me.

Warning: nothing, just fluff and comfort

Request for more, idc what you want I’ll give it.

Hopefully I have enough sanity.

Theres also some curse words, so beware <3

Let’s start with the man himself,

THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND

JOHN DORY.

Good luck.

Dude literally freaks the HELL out once you tell him your in pain

Do you REALLY expect him to know what a period is? He’s been living in the middle of nowhere for like 20 years with no social contact with anyone.

Once you say “I’m on my period” he’s confused, once you explain it to him (however you want idc) he’s disgusted but also concerned for you

I mean who wouldn’t after being told you piss blood every single month and have terrible cramps all day.

I would like to imagine once you explained, he would take care of you. Like give you cuddles, give you whatever you need, medicine, food, chocolate, water, etc etc.

After giving you everything you need for the day he comes into bed with you and snuggles with you

He probably suffocated you during the night on accident when you both were sleeping

The pressure on your stomach felt nice since he’s all warm and stuff.

SPRUCE/BRUCE

:/

Spruce? Well he isn’t as worried as JD, but he’s still a little concerned

Once you tell him your cramps hurt like hell, he’ll give you stuffy for your tummy and water and food that you requested for

He would lay next to you in your bed, you on your phone and him holding you from behind. His chest against your back.

He would rub your hip as he snuggled against you

The plushie against your stomach kinda helped a little.

The plushie had a little pressure against your tummy which felt kinda nice.

He has like 13 kids, ofc he knows what a period is.

He would go to the store and get you pads, tampons, or whatever things you need.

He just lets you sleep in for the week instead of working in the restaurant

You can’t lie he’s pretty cute when it came to comfort ❤️

CLAY

Baby boy Clay is a little worried.

I mean he’s used to Viva having her period I guess

But he’s just a little confused on how to take care of you.

He went to viva to ask for help-

Once he got some info, he asked what YOU wanted.

You told him you just wanted him to be with you through this, or whatever

He would sit on your bed, his back against the head board

He would lay your head on his lap and talk about one of the books he read in the sad book club

You listened to him speak sadly about the book that was about a black widow who ate her husband-

He’s weird in books

You could tell by this conversation.

He would also make you food if you want, and give you some water or a drink of your choice.

While your head laid on his lap he would rub your back, slowly going up

Resting his hand on your neck, his hand scooted up and played with your (long, short) hair.

FLOYD!

Jesus. Floyd is the most baby emo boy when it comes to you already.

When you said you were on your period he melted and started to tell you words of encouragement.

He got extra blankets and shut the windows, closing the curtains.

He turned the lights off, gave you water, soup, a heating pad, rubs on your thighs and tummy, and turned on the tv watching ‘the Lorax.’

He would be in between your legs, his head on top of your stomach as he caressed your thighs.

It felt nice to be touched by Floyd, he was always so gentle and soft when it came to comfort.

He placed a soft kiss on your tummy, saying “it’s okay…” and “I’m here”.

He’s such a sweetie boo ✋🤨

Idk if I should do Branch or not. I’ll work on it tho

[daisybell17]

New Years with Loki hc’s:

He would be so confused on why this was such a big deal to many midgardians…its a new year…so what?

Besides his confusion, he loved new years eve parties, and with you it just makes it 100x better

His first new years eve party was hosted by Tony Stark so of course it did not disappoint

He wore a nice black suit with hints of green silks inside his coat jacket. You on the other hand wore a tight fitting dress, also having hints of green through glitter spread around the dress

Loki could not keep his eye off you

The night was filled with great conversation, food, drinks and celebration of the year that passed by and the year to come

Loki kept hearing about “resolutions” and of course when it came to Midgardian things he did not understand, he would ask you

“Why is everyone asking me my “resolutions”? From Stark to the spider boy to even the arrow guy…what is a resolution darling?”

“Well a new years resolution is something people make as a sort of change in their life, sometimes they’re big, sometimes small. It’s just something people make as the new year comes, since its like a restart of everything”

“That sounds…odd, why do people wait till new years to make a change, just do it now”

“I cant really answer that honey, everyone is different, plus I have my own resolution”

His eyebrows raised at your response “You do? Enlighten me my dear”

“Yea one of my new years resolution is to spend more time reading, hopefully finishing books i have been putting of. I guess mine is small but it is some improvement…you should make something!” You encouraged him as to bring in the new years spirit

“Me? Improvement? Make a resolution? Darling I don’t need one. I’m perfect. duh” He snickered

You laughed at his response “You know there isn’t such thing as perfection, thats what makes life beautiful, its always changing and you find the beauty in it…plus, even perfection such as yourself can always self improve somewhere”

“That defeat the whole purpose of perfect, I don’t need some resolution…i am PERFECT darling!” He kisses your cheek as he finished his stance

“Okay! Whatever you say honey”

The night goes on as normal but of course your words linger Loki’s mind…and he took a minute to do some reflection…i mean he knew he was perfect, but even perfection has room for self-improvement…hmmm..

As the final 10 minutes of the year approached, your tipsy self found Loki and fell onto him

“Woah! Darling you ok?” He says as he holds you up

“YUP JUST TIPSY! …its a-almost n-new years…i need to be sober for our kisssssss”

“Kiss? I can kiss you right now you know”

“nOOOO new years eve kiss! I need water…NOW”

Loki rushes to get you water to get you back to being sober and by the time you gathered yourself and your thoughts, there was about 3 minutes to go

“OKAY IM GOOD! so basically a new years kiss is when we kiss once the clock hits 0! so basically…an i love you kiss, happy new year! Ya get it?”

Loki nods…he would kiss you any day at any time but he knew to wait, this was special to you as he could tell

As everyone gathered and the clock counted down, you and Loki stood together side by side

“10….9…8…7!”

Loki watches as everyone was here, celebrating the past and the future, all in the present moment…

“6…5…4...3!”

As the last 3 seconds ticked by, he took one good look at you. He knew how the past year had been for you…filled with so much good, too much bad in his opinion but amazing moment you both shared…and he couldn’t wait to see what the future brought for you in your own right, but for where you both will be and the memories to be created…he couldn’t wait

“2…1! Happy New Year!” Everyone cheered, screams of happiness filled the room and hugs and love was spread all around

You looked up at Loki and awaited for him to kiss you, which he did once you gave that glance that drove him insane

As the kiss went on, Loki felt nothing but happiness…how lucky is he to be with someone like you? What a lucky god he is….

Pulling away, you hugged Loki and watched as the fireworks went of and your friends greeting one another, you and Loki also greeting back

The excitement slowly died down and many went back to partying and drinking…Loki looked at you “Darling…I have a resolution”

You looked at him happily “You do?! You wanna share or keep it to yourself?”

“No no…you should know…My new years resolution is to make us happier…build us closer to our future…and of course…love you more and more each day…”

Looking at Loki, your eyes welled up in happy tears and you kissed him once more “Oh i’m so lucky to be with you…my love, I love you so much”

“I am just as lucky as you…I love you too…happy new year” He says with a smile as he held you close

[nerdieforpedro]

Chucho’s Magic Pickles

A Pickled Peña Fic

Javier Peña x Luna (plus size OFC)

Fanfiction 18+

Javier Pena Masterlist / Main Masterlist / A03 link

Word Count: approx 3.2k

Warnings: Chucho is his own warning (we kinda see where Javi gets it from), food (besides the pickles - this is me people), father/son time, overuse of pickles, angst, cursing, fluff

Summary: Javier Peña had something that he wanted to discuss with Luna. His father’s been mentioning it every chance he gets. Chucho sings of the wonders he has found with his jar of gherkins.

Notes: I actually had a difficult time coming up with an idea for this fic because I haven’t written much for Javi P. I enjoyed giving him a bit of comedy because my other fics with him were angsty. Hopefully I can write some more fics for him this year. 😎 I dabbled in Canva for the graphic and the banner. 💚

Luna knew several things:

Her coworker Anna needed to come back to work to pick up her part of this project.

Her boyfriend’s father was the cutest old man who seemed to call every woman at the clinic he went to “Bonita (pretty)” and reserved “Hermosa (gorgeous)” for the older receptionist, Maria, who she may or may not have seen at his house when she dropped off food to him on occasion.

She wasn’t sure if she should tell her boyfriend about this, but she did encourage Chucho to talk to his son about it.

She’s been with her boyfriend for two years and she’s very happy with that. She doesn’t want anything to change. It’s the happiest she’s been in years.

Chucho sat on the couch, patting his thigh. He’d just come in from brushing the horses when he heard a truck pull up. It belonged to his only child Javier. He was happy to see him, they agreed to have lunch twice a week now he was home from Columbia and retired from the DEA. There were many things said about his son, some of which he’d heard from a few of his lady friends. They said that he was a coward for running away from his then fiance at the time, all the way to Columbia. They also said that his son had quite a way with women, not unlike Chucho did back before he met his dear late wife. He took all these with a grain of salt, especially when he finally returned to the United States.

He worried for his son, who he thought may remain unmoored while back in Loredo. It turns out, it was for naught as Javier worked with the sheriff’s department. He had responded to a sighting of a fugitive which didn’t pan out, it was an overeager young cop who thought they saw someone on the most wanted list but it was really old man Loggins who hadn’t been by the barbershop in two months due to a fishing trip and not wanting to leave his house.

As Javier walked up the steps to his father’s porch, he carried some lasagna that he was handed in town to deliver to his father from one of Chucho’s lady friends Ms. Lucia. It reminded him of when he met Luna, his girlfriend, she had been eating the same meal that day.

Two years prior…

It was a blistering hot day in Loredo, temperatures were over one-hundred degrees in the direct sun and even in the shade, they hovered around ninety-five degrees. Despite Javier forgoing his tan jacket to match the tan pants and shirt that went with his uniform, he still had large wet spots under his arms and around his neck. He stopped in Ms. Lucia’s restaurant hoping she’d take pity on him and not charge him for some iced tea. He wouldn’t be getting any whiskey until after he was off duty. His drinking had significantly cut down due to his hours, but his smoking not so much. Thankfully, Ms. Lucia gave him the water and iced tea in exchange for saying hello to his father for her. His father was popular with the older women despite spending most of his time on his range with the animals. The restaurant was fairly full for the lunchtime crowd and there weren’t really any open seats, Ms. Lucia walked Peña over to a table and sat him down across from a woman in a baby blue sundress.

He saw a woman who had a sheen to her skin from the heat despite the air conditioning. It was likely from the number of people in the restaurant, talking, eating, laughing and the like. She had a head full of hair and a mouth full of pasta when she looked up after hearing something across the table he assumed and covered her mouth as she was confronted with a grinning Javier sipping some cold ice water, feeling a few drops dribble down his chin and chest. It felt refreshing in this sweltering heat. The woman swallowed her food, her wide eyes trying to figure out who he was. He didn’t recognize her so she might be a transplant, just moved back or someone who came after he left. She cleared her throat and sipped some of her own water that some of the ice had melted clearly.

“Sorry about that. I didn't expect Ms. Lucia would sit someone at my table. I thought she’d give me a warning at least.” She smiled softly, clearly a little embarrassed but he found it endearing that and the small splotch of tomato sauce that was on the corner of her mouth. Peña grabbed a paper napkin from the dispenser in the middle of the table and tapped her cheek, wiping inward toward where the sauce was. He surprised himself by the action, he’d meant to hand it to her and point it out, but his hand moved on its own. What surprised him more is that she didn’t move, she just let him wipe her cheek, closing her eyes for a moment until he pulled back.

“Did you get it all?”

“Yes I did. Are you typically a messy eater?”

A soft chuckle rolled from Javier as he sat back, setting the napkin on the table. The woman folded her hands and sat a bit straighter, exposing that her sundress was form fitting on the top, hugging her chest, while it looked like the bottom flowed out from under her bust, it had short sleeves that stopped short of her elbows and were similarly stained as his shirt was.

“I can be at times. The lasagna here is delicious. Thanks for wiping that for me.” He saw her move a non-existent piece of hair behind her ear, probably a nervous habit. “I haven’t seen you here before? Do you know Ms. Lucia?” She asked, drawing him back from watching her movements.

“Yes, I knew her from when I was little and she’s aquanitted with my father.” A sentence Javier never imagined saying, he’d found that he’s said it a times about several women his father knew. He found himself wondering if this is how people thought of him, in Columbia and when he was last in Loredo. Her brows furrowed, did she know his father too? Normally Chucho went for age appropriate women, this would be a first that his father had a lady friend in his age group.

“Is your father Mr. Chucho? I see him sometimes at the market a few times a month. I remember him because he always had his large white hat on and a big smile. You guys have the same mustache.” A loud giggle made her body bounce. Javier shook his head and smiled, but was still unsure if he liked being compared to his father or not.

He nodded adding, “I don’t know about the mustache though. Mine still has color.” Pena flashed a toothy smile as he watched her face soften after her laugh. “What’s your name cariño (dear)?” Javier took a few more swallows of his water before setting the empty glass down, licking the last of the water off his lips. He watched as she tilted her head, grinning.

“You haven’t told me yours yet you know, but because I’m nice and you did see me with a mouthful of pasta, I will answer. My name’s Luna, Luna Stevens. Given who your father is, I assume your last name is Peña?” She quipped and his eyebrow raised, she was a smart one, he liked that. He reached across the table again and held her hand.

“My name is Javier Peña. You come here often, Mrs. Stevens?” He asked, eliciting another laugh with his cheesy joke. She squeezed his hand when she answered.

“I do and it’s Ms. Stevens. Never been married, no children. You?”

“Almost was once, but never did. No children either.”

After establishing some very basic facts about each other, it took about an hour before Peña’s partner came looking for him and said they had to head back to the office. Javier frowned but duty called. He stood and so did Luna, she walked him to the door, stating that she also had to get back to work, she’d been gone for too long. Thankfully, it wasn’t so busy today so she’d be able to catch up. Before Peña could ask, she told him that it could be made up to her with a date and handed him her phone number and name on a napkin. She told him to keep it safe and Javier did. He stuck it in his front chest pocket so no sweat would get on it and called the number that night. They ended up talking for a few more hours and set up a date later that week.

Back on Chucho’s porch…

“Hey old man! I’m here. You alright in there?” Javier walked into his father’s home, heading to the kitchen first to put the dish in the fridge and then went to the living room. He watched as his father had his hand in a jar of pickles, removing one and gave it a loud crunch.

“Hey hijo (son)! In here!” Chucho waved with his free hand and continued to chew the pickle before swallowing it and washing it down with some whiskey.

“You can’t be drinking that. It’s the middle of the day and didn’t the doctor tell you to back off a bit?” Javier chides him and takes the glass, downing the remainder of it. Chucho frowns.

“I’m an old man. Leave me be. It cleans out the pipes. Plus the pickles will wash it out too. Want one?” He offered and Javier declined, going back into the kitchen and pouring two glasses of water. He set one next to his father and sat in the chair across from him.

“This is your lunch, these pickles? I bought lasagna from Ms. Lucia, now you’re not gonna eat it.”

“I’ll still have room for the food. Don’t worry hijo. Plus I need to eat just a few more just to be ready for tonight. You should consider some of these. Maybe then I’ll see you married with children before I meet your mother again.” Chucho finished his current pickle and started another one pointing it at his son, “I know you’ll tell me no. But don’t tell me you haven’t thought about moving Luna into your house and making an honest woman out of her. Neither of you are spring chickens and these pickles have been better than those little blue pills they show on TV. Now I have two things I want from you hijo for the upcoming year: the first is to at least ask Luna to move in with you and second, is to Maria on a small road trip.”

Javier slumps back in the chair and covers his face, he is not having this conversation with father and he cannot take this seriously while he is eating pickles.

“Pop, I’m gonna go. You enjoy your pickles and I’ll be back later this week when you don’t have your hand in that jar, okay?” He stood up and left, sitting in his truck for a bit before driving back home. Luna was supposed to be stopping by tonight for dinner and a movie so he was going to straighten up the house and make some tamales and rice.

He would like to talk about what they’re future was going to look like. Had he still been in Columbia he’d be fine with having a life separate from the woman he was seeing. That was actually necessary both there and when dealing with the Cali cartel. Now he’s at peace, sort of, he was out of the DEA and now just keeping track of weird shit that happened with cows, horses and highways. It was boring, but a good boring that he welcomed along with something he never thought he’d have, a steady girlfriend and at this point, he felt she was a partner. Not in the same way Steve had been but someone who he could rely on, like when he got sick with whatever flu that was, she took a few days off to stay with him and take care of him. Maybe he pouted a little extra and got her to feed him a bit but he was sick and not feeling well and why can’t he be babied a little? Point is, Luna did it with only minimal teasing and even gave him a back massage too.

Luna arrived at Javier's house at seven on the dot. He promised her dinner, a movie and knowing her Javi, they may make it to the bedroom or not. She brought some wine and chocolate cake that she had made the day before when she’d gotten home earlier. Javier wasn’t really one for sweets, but she could convince him of some red wine and cake after dinner. She knocked on the door and heard him yell that he was coming. Javier wore a light blue polo shirt with a pair of dark wash jeans. He didn’t have any socks on and she frowned, he’d just gotten over a cold not too long ago.

“Javier, where are your socks?” Luna asked as he took both bags that she had been carrying, while she held onto her purse. She was wearing a purple sundress that had a deep V in the front and was complemented by her red lipstick and black ballet flats. Luna reached in her purse and pulled out a small bag when she had a small pair of slippers. She made a point to put them on in the foyer so Javier would see.

“Bebita (baby girl) relax. I’ll go put something on my feet in a few. Let me take the wine and dessert out, then I’ll go set your overnight bag in the room.” He gave her a small kiss on her cheek, followed by one on her neck, purposely rubbing his mustache against her skin. That earned him a giggle from her and removed her frown. She entered the kitchen and removed the cake, wine and a gift she had gotten from Chucho earlier in the week. The elder had told her that his son loves them so she figured she would bring them over and Javi would eat them later. They don’t quite go with the tamales they were going to eat tonight.

Javier returned to the kitchen and saw an abomination of his counter, Luna was dishing up their plates and turned to her boyfriend confused by the look of anger on his face. “Javi? Javier? What’s wrong? I normally dish up the plates.” Shaking his head, he stomped over and picked up the jar, shaking it.

“This! These damn things! Why are they here? Did you bring them?” Peña screamed and Luna was taken aback, never in their two years together had this happened. Sure she’s seen him pissed but never yelling. Setting down the plates, she crossed her arms and tilted her head.

“Javier Peña. Why are you yelling at me right now? Are you really yelling at me about pickles?” She questioned, confused as to why pickles of all things would set him off.

For the last few weeks, Chucho has been preaching to Javier about the merits and blessing of pickles both for health and in the bedroom. He needed no help in either place he assured him, but then he would talk about marriage and for Javi not be scared of it. It’s a good thing, obviously Luna is not Lorraine. She’s not trying to trick you into anything. Hell, he’d never heard the woman say the words marriage, bride, wedding or engagement. On the same token, because it’s never been talked about, it also felt like he could never bring it up.

“I just need these out of my house Luna. I can’t look at them.” He set the jar down as they both looked at it. “Lo siento mi amor (I’m sorry my love). My father keeps talking about what his magical pickles can do for him and mar-marinating them.” Javier embraced Luna and she wrapped her arms around his back, she took a step back to look at him.

“Your father only marriantes meat Javier. What else does Chucho speak to you about? What aren’t you telling me Javi?” She asked, knowing him well enough that when he sucks on his bottom lip like that, he’s holding back something. Javier sighed and released her, starting to pace with his hands behind his head.

“You stand there and accuse me, but where were you at the time?” He fired back.

“That makes no sense, you have lunch with your father twice a week, while I’m at work. How would I be-”

“I mean after work, before work and on weekends. You’re not here. You’re at your apartment and he might not keep bugging me about marriage and kids if you were here with me in my house. We’re going to go into another year without talking about it.” Javier has let it all out, though angrily instead of calm and over dinner like he planned. Fucking pickles. He snuck a glance at them before looking back at a bewildered Luna.

“So, your father, bugging you about getting married and having children, is my fault because I haven’t moved in with you? Javier, I am a woman in her late thirties living in Texas! You don’t think I hear that weekly and sometimes daily, especially this time of year!” Luna yelled back, Javier took a few steps to the left, placing the kitchen island between him and his girlfriend. She pressed her palms into the island and exhaled. “What do you want Javi? Do you want to marry me? Do you even want children? We’ve never talked about this. I’d been nervous to bring it up because I don’t really care either way.” Luna’s voice softened, “I’m just happy to be with you Javier. Do we need to do all those other things?”

Peña cleared his throat and walked over to Luna, kissing her forehead and took her hands in his, “Mi amor, I’m so sorry. I love you too and I don’t need anything else. Never really thought about having them to be honest. I do know I would like to wake up to you without seeing that damn overnight bag in the corner of the bedroom.” The pair raised their hands together and laughed again, making their way back over to the food, dishing it up and sitting down at the table. After finishing dinner, they popped open the wine and cut up a few slices of cake. Luna brought over the jar of pickles to watch ‘The Last Seduction’ Javier squinted his eyes at the jar as she set it on the coffee table.

“I figured since it made us have a serious conversation, sort of. The pickles could join. Maybe there’s something to what Chucho says.” Luna chuckled as she curls up in Javi’s arms and he leans his head back on the couch.

“You, my father and these damn pickles. As soon as you doze off during this movie, I’m tossing them. Don’t accept any more pickles from Pop. he needs to keep them over on his ranch.” Taking a sip of the wine, Javier started the move and kissed Luna’s shoulder.

He cut his eyes at the pickles again - fucking magic pickles. Javier would never tell his father that the old man may have been onto something.

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Ambrose and Elliot #9

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Warnings: slight manipulation (Ambrose encouraging healthy habits)

Elliot’s head rested on Ambrose’s lap. He carded his fingers through his white hair while he thought. On one hand, Elliot shouldn’t be ordered around like a servant (or worse). It wasn’t right to take advantage of his conditioning. On the other, it was clear Elliot was compelled to obey, and the lack of direction made him nervous. He needed to be cared for; he needed a guardian.

“Elliot, I’ve come up with a couple rules for you,” he began. Elliot tilted his head up towards him.

“Firstly, you must eat at least three times a day. Even if I’m not around, I want you to go to the kitchen and eat something when you’re hungry. That goes for drinking water, too. Get some when you’re thirsty.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I also want you to rest when you’re tired.” He could see the wheels turning in Elliot’s mind. He was confused, and Ambrose’s heart ached.

“Yes, Sir.”

“This one is really important, love.” Elliot sat up.

“No one is allowed to hurt you, including yourself. If anyone tries, you come to me as soon as you can. Even if it’s the middle of the night, you come get me. Understand?”

“I understand, Sir.”

“There’s no need to be so formal. I’d like you to speak your mind, Ellie. It’s nice,” he softened his voice, “I like to see you relaxed.”

“Um. Yes, sir. Is.. is this okay?” Elliot had dropped the rigid tone, his posture sinking from ram-rod straight to his more natural pose.

“That’s great,” Elliot beamed at him. “Let’s go downstairs and get some breakfast, alright?” 

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Master was pleased with him. So pleased, he didn’t bother punishing him yet. He hadn’t even slapped him.

The rules Master had given him were fairly easy to follow and remember. The hardest part would be ‘speaking his mind’ and he wasn’t quite sure what that meant. He’d have to figure it out. His old master told him things he didn’t understand, too.

His old master didn’t like Elliot calling him ‘master’ in front of outsiders. Elliot supposed Ambrose’s orders weren’t much different, but he’d probably prefer to be called Ambrose to outsiders as well. He said he didn’t like formality. Secret rules were just as important as the spoken kind, and Elliot committed it to memory. He couldn't help calling strangers "sir" and "ma'am" but hopefully that wouldn't be a problem.

Master gave him breakfast (bacon and toast) and sat across from him. Master had a cup of tea in his hands, but no food. Elliot could smell the chamomile and could see no milk in it. Tomorrow he would get up and have Master’s tea ready for him. Hopefully he didn’t put in honey, or Elliot would be punished for the mistake.

“I was thinking we could go shopping today. I’d like to buy you some clothes and maybe some furniture while we’re at it. How does that sound?” said Master.

“If it pleases y-” 

There’s no need to be so formal.

“-I mean, that sounds very nice, sir.” Elliot’s opinion would mean little. Masters did as they wanted, so Ambrose must prefer him to agree or he wouldn’t have asked. Maybe that’s what he meant by ‘speaking his mind’?

“Is there anything in particular you’d like? Decor or specific colors?”

Uh oh. Elliot had never been good at vague questions. Even the name he’d picked out he had stolen from someone else. It was sheer luck Ambrose had liked it.

“I can’t think of anything, sir.” 

“That’s alright. If you see something you want, just let me know.” Master smiled at him.

If Master enjoyed spoiling his slave, then that was his right. 

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[ratsoks]

If it's no problem, could you do a Villain Deku x reader where reader has Depression and anxiety and gets triggered by loud noises that sound argumentative or like said person is disappointed in them? And they overthink things & think they are a disappointment and they aren't enough and can't do anything right, all that good stuff. They also struggle with remembering to drink water and sometimes skip a meal. The loud noises could just be people yelling at each other or at them. If you could do something like that and it be a fluff that'd be amazing <3

Oh, and of the things that help calm them down is listening to music and they have a very slight shake in there hand and they also appogize A LOT. They also have very shitty memory so, sometimes they forget things and scold themselves for doing so.

Srry if this is all confusing or unspecific. I was just jotting ideas for this down 😅 I hope this made sense and it would be amazing if you could do it, no pressure and you don't have to if you don't want too-

a/n — SORRY IVE DISAPPEARED FOR MONTHS uhh has it been a year........ blinks BHWAHGAH burnout is crrazzyzyy BUT IM ON SUMMER BREAK NOW so hopefully ill be able to write more thumbs up emoji anyways TY FOR REQUESTING ANON!!!!!! i love details pls don't apologize for specifying what u want :) gender — neutral (no pronouns mentioned) warnings — depression, anxiety, mentions of breakdowns, mentions of medications, mentions of forgetting to eat, mentions of yelling

bro THIS MAN growls barks howls at the moon

he's fucking WHIPPED

he would do anything for you anyways, but????? you crying??????? he just???????? combusts?????

whether you cry a lot or you don't, midoriya is always there to wipe your tears away with gentle gloved hands. a warm drink of your preference would be pressed into your palms, and the man would never pressure you to tell him what was on your mind unless you wanted to SNIFFLES

he himself has never liked loud noises—the loud explosions coming from bakugou's hands has always unnerved him ever since he was four—but it never got to the point where he was triggered by it

in some way, when he first encounters you getting triggered, he feels mildly prepared on what to do, but at the same time, comfort differs for everyone.

he knew what he liked when he got upset, but the same couldn't be said for you

he didn't want to trigger you any further

tldr MY MAN WAS NERVOUS HBWAHAH

if you're not touch-averse during times of distress, he would take your hand in his and gingerly stroke the back of your hand with his gloved thumb

if you don't like touch, he'll hang back and talk to you softly, whispering encouraging words and maybe even humming a gentle song in order to calm you down

when it comes to self-deprecating thoughts, izuku is always there to help you

constant reassurances are made, and izuku vehemently stamps out any sort of thought that nobody likes you

while he doesn't want anyone to like you except for him, he can make some exceptions for his precious angel

depression often makes it hard for you to be able to do anything, such as brushing your teeth, drinking water, or even getting out of bed

izuku is able to coax your sheet-encased form out from the bed and into a warm bath with him, lighting some candles and pouring some bubbles in the water

depression also fucks up your sleep schedule; you either sleep way too much or not at all, but no matter what, izuku makes sure that you don't mess it up too bad

he wakes you up when you've slept for at least seven hours (will occasionally let you sleep for more but too much is bad for u) and will sing/soothe you to sleep when you can't

you feel terrible for keeping him up at night bc like!!!! ur such a nuisance!!!!!! dawg what why would you stay up w me im such a bad person!!!!!!!!!

and he's like >:(((( babe >:(((((( tf do u mean ur a bad person >:((( honey UR GORGEOUS and then he will proceed to pepper u with kisses all over ur face bc he's a great boyfriend :)

he will rob every single bank in japan just to get u a decent pair of headphones and i will stand by this fact until the day that i expire

since listening to music calms you down, headphones are a must in his eyes!!! even if you don't use them a lot, or even at all, deku always likes to be prepared :))) it never hurt anyone :))))))

if meds are prescribed to you, izuku will make sure you take them whenever needed

all in all he's like the best boyfriend ever mwa

he may be a villain but he's not evil!!!!!!! god!!!!!!!! get with the times broski

[noisytenant]

I want to break up with my boyfriend but I'm worried about him because he doesn't have many friends outside of me and I'm not sure I'll be able to maintain a normal friendship with him after we break up 🤐

🫂 it's a tough situation to be in... perhaps you can take comfort in the fact that many people have tread this path before. i hope you can find resolution soon...

unsolicited advice:

i've seen too many relationships where people feel responsible for their partner's social life, or general wellbeing. many of those relationships were mine, lol.

we are all interconnected, but when we start to ignore our own feelings (like, "get me outta this relationship!") in an attempt to anticipate or control outcomes outside of ourselves, we enter unhealthy (at the very least unhelpful) territory.

let go of the idea that you can control how he behaves after a breakup...... you can do your best to set things up for success, but whatever happens is gonna happen.

you can't make friends for him, but you can express a desire for him to have friends outside of you. if you have the energy, you can make some suggestions and nudge a bit, but remember, you can bring a horse to water, but you can't make it drink.

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Also, to anyone reading this--If your partner is your only friend, or one of your only friends, please consider diversifying!! This is for everyone's sake... Even the most perfect partner, who you feel completes your soul, is still unable to provide you with the spectrum of experiences and relationships that a richer social network can.

I also need to make more + closer friendships so I'm saying this with the full personal knowledge that this is not easy, but it is important. Ask yourself what stands in the way of your relationships and see if you can start to make some movement.

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Anyways... I have somewhat strong opinions about "maintaining a normal friendship after we break up"--I personally think people should really not try to be friends right after a breakup. You need time and space to recenter yourself in your newly single life!

I have occasionally met people who have become friends (again) after breaking up, and I think it's super cool when it happens. But don't rush it. You have to fully disentangle yourselves from each other. Otherwise, many of the potentially unhealthy or unpleasant patterns from your relationship will remain in your friendship.

I don't like putting numbers on the grieving process, but I think at least 1-2months at minimal to no contact is good for rebuilding your life. Do as you wish, but that's my perspective.

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While you're sorting out how to end things, consider if there are boundaries you can set to make the relationship more bearable. do you need to curtail certain conversation topics? spend more or less time together? there may be ways to ease some of the stress and burden on you. if you set a boundary, expect to need to reinforce it. people often break them without meaning to.

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like i said, it's not easy, but i hope you will find your way through it. And hopefully my advice can provide you some energy or guidance ^^

an encouraging anecdote:

i had a codependent friendship in early high school with a friend who was dealing with a lot of stuff. i encouraged him to look out for himself in certain ways, and took on a lot of responsibility for his well-being, in the clumsy ways a teenager does.

but he had big problems, bigger than ones i knew how to manage on my own, and i felt like more and more i was fretting about him without thinking about myself (in part because of how painful and shitty my own situation was!). i wished i could fix everything for him, but i didn't have that kind of power. nobody did! eventually i reached a point where i said i needed space from him, because i felt like our friendship wasn't healthy.

of course he wasn't happy, but he accepted and we stopped interacting for a while. and within a few months, i watched him really start to flourish. he made new friends, he started new hobbies. he got really into exercising (which isn't always strictly healthy, but i think it was good in this case and helped him feel better in his body). we were never close like we used to be, but we were able to talk and be friendly.

i think if i allowed our relationship to continue, he might not have tried to branch out like he did. i do wish i could have modulated our relationship better and set boundaries early so i wouldn't end up cutting him off, because that really sucks. but despite the pain of the friend-breakup, he seemed able to make meaning of it and move on.

So, if you can respectfully end the relationship while expressing your honest desire and belief in his good qualities + ability to be part of the social world, i think there is a high chance he will move on + be okay. and if he isn't, that isn't all your fault or responsibility. there are so many factors at play, and sometimes things need to get worse for a bit before they get better.

In Summary

Good Luck Out There

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Well after looking at your home page I can affirm you ARE in way too many fandoms. That being said could I have a matchup for Percy Jackson, Obey me, and My hero? (If you’re feeling overwhelmed feel free to do only the first two)

My name is Lily I go by she/her pronouns and I am bisexual, leaning towards men.

I am a Scorpio moon AND sun, but a Libra rising. My mbti is an INFJ and my enneagram is a 9w1.

I’m around 5 foot 4 and 1/2 with shoulder length dark brown hair (curtain bangs too). I’m Mexican and have skin more on the brown side. Like a light brown? Almost Zendaya but slightly lighter. I do have a couple tattoos that I’ve done myself (stick and poke phase let’s not talk about it). I’m quite chubby ig? I have a little belly and some thicker limbs.

I would call my own personality really quiet and shy. I keep to myself unless I feel bad for someone or absolutely necessary. However, I’ve also heard when I’m close to people I tend to get louder about my thoughts and can sometimes have some flares of anger.

I prefer quiet areas like libraries but I also ADORE the beach. I have a collection of rubber ducks, not sure if that’s relevant but now you know. I really like sweets and will get irritated if I don’t have some for a few days. I don’t really like seafood except for crab and shrimp. And I like more fresh scents. Like rain, ocean, forest stuff. Favorite drink is water (ice or no ice). Favorite food is mashed potatoes. Favorite color is green.

My hobbies include watching anime, crochet, reading (I LOVE BOOKS), and occasionally writing/imagining my own little stories. I also participate in the community service club at my school.

I think I pretty much covered it. I really like talking about myself as you can tell…I don’t really get the chance too often. Idk if you have an anon list but I’ll name myself 🗼 so I can find myself later! TYSM

Hi Lily! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I hope you like your matchups!

In Percy Jackson, I match you with...

Grover likes that you’re more on the quiet side. He’s surrounded by people like Percy and the other half bloods so you’re a nice change of pace.

He would love volunteering with you! He really likes being able to help people and is glad you have the same compulsion.

Since Grover’s firmly a vegetarian, he has no complaints about you not liking seafood. Hopefully you do like sea animals when they’re alive though.

Beach dates are a must, especially walking along the shore and dipping your toes into the water. Grover enjoys connecting to nature with you.

Please crochet things for him! He’s a big fan of his rasta cap and would treasure forever any garments or trinkets you make for him.

In Obey Me, I match you with...

Satan likes that you’re shy. It brings his anger down and makes him feel like he’s got someone to look out for, even if he knows you can look after yourself.

At the same time, he finds your flares of anger weirdly attractive as well. He would never encourage them but he likes seeing his sin on your face.

If libraries are your thing, Satan’s room is the palace to be. He’ll happily leave the door open for you to visit any time and read whatever you like (within reason, please don’t go near his cursed books).

He’d love reading with you as well. He’s got a really soothing voice so if you’d ever like him to read aloud to you, he’ll readily settle in and pick up the nearest book.

Please share your writing with him. Satan’s got heaps of experience and will always give you good feedback and praise.

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

You and Koda are really going to bond over your love of quiet places. You both find them comforting and enjoy being in each other's presence there.

I think you’d also bond over your love of fresh scents. I see Koda as someone who’s got a sensitive nose but subtle fresh scents are something he enjoys.

Definitely someone who has a sweet tooth! He likes bringing you little snacks and having morning and afternoon tea with you each day.

While I don’t see him as someone who watches anime by himself, I don’t think he’d mind watching it with you. He’s a big fan of rom-coms and slice-of-life shows.

Koda absolutely loves your rubber duck collection! He thinks it’s super cute and will definitely bring you new rubber ducks to add to it.

[m0tiv8me]

CHALLENGE:

Nov. 1st-30th push the excuses aside and start making those positive personal changes you’ve been giving yourself excuses not to start. Keep yourself accountable through regular postings and check ins and be part of an encouraging group helping each other stay on track.

HOW TO JOIN:

Start following the tag #noexcusenovember to keep related posts appearing in your feed! Next, write up your short term goal or goals for the month of November and post them on your blog or send them to @m0tiv8me. These can be as simple or elaborate as you wish but it should be challenging for you or something you’ve been wanting to work toward but have kept making excuses about. Simple examples include 15 min of any type of exercise each day. Or do X number of push-ups daily. Cutting back on certain junk foods or toxic habits. Drinking more water, going for a daily walk. Working on building a more positive mental perspective and so on. Or you can get very detailed with a very strict specific workout routine or diet plan. Giving up a bad habit or working toward setting a new personal best in something. Or maybe each week or day is something different to keep it fun and fresh for you. Don’t feel strictly tied to exercise or diet based goals only. Think of things you'd like to improve upon but always seem to make excuses about and then focus on trying to actively do away with those excuses for the whole month and make that thing or things happen each day.

This is meant to be self directed so you can tailor it to your own skill and ability levels without feeling too over or underwhelmed. REMEMBER, make it challenging but realistic to your own ability level. Don’t be afraid to stack multiple goals if your wish. For example my own personal goals will include: Drink 1 gallon of water each day. Do at least a 30 minutes workout each day. Which I’m purposely leaving general because I travel a lot and a gym is not always an option so it may include a broad spectrum of exercise types or varieties to fit my situation. And also getting up at 6:00am each day. To me this has been a challenge lately that I’ve been trying to work on and keep making excuses to myself. I know I can do this, it will be challenging but I don’t feel like I’m setting myself up for failure with unrealistic or unattainable goals.

HOW TO REMAIN ACCOUNTABLE:

This is the important part of this challenge. To help keep us honest and engaged accountability is key. I’m offering numerous ways the group can stay accountable during this challenge to hopefully fit various preferences.

Preferred Option: I’ll be scheduling a daily accountability post titled “No Excuse November” Day x/30” each day at 12:00am. I’ll tag all participants in this post so they don’t miss it. I encourage everyone to reblog and add their own content to it at any point in the day. The idea is to get an accountability chain going that’s easy to follow, view and partake in for the whole group. If you prefer to not reblog you can opt to just add a comment with a brief update on your efforts that day to still remain accountable.

Personal Option: Make a daily post on your own blog with pics or a write up or both highlighting how or what you did that day to work toward your goal(s) This can be as brief or as detailed as you like. Please use the tag #noexcusenovember in all posts related to this challenge so that others can more easily find them. Also tagging fellow participants is great to bolster accountability and help encourage and celebrate each others victories. I HIGHLY encourage anyone posting on their own to tag me @m0tiv8me to stay accountable so I don’t miss posts and can cheer you on.

Private Option: For anyone who may wish to remain private or not post or comment publicly I will have the submissions option enabled on my blog if you want to share there. Or feel free to provide updates to me through DM. I will briefly respond with some encouraging words to reinforce the accountability aspect. Submissions will NOT be shared unless requested to protect your privacy.

WHAT YOU WIN?:

Ultimately the hope is everyone wins by ditching their excuses for a month and kicking off healthier or positive habits. However as added incentive I’ll be doing my best to keep track of who’s staying most active, posting or sharing daily and remaining accountable. At the end of the month I’ll be giving some shoutouts and promos to the top 3 I felt were the most engaged and accountable and really crushed their excuses and made prominent progress towards their goal(s).

WRAP UP:

Of course people are welcome to contact me at anytime if they have any questions, troubles or feel they need help. If you see this challenge late or want to join in after the month has already started you are welcome to join at anytime. Just let me know and start posting, sharing and tagging at any time and I’ll tag you in the daily accountability posts.

THATS IT! This challenge is meant to be fun yet challenging and I fully understand life circumstances happen and sometimes things don’t go as planned. Please don’t quit or give up if you come up short on a day. I’d prefer people own up to an excuse or extenuating circumstance and remain accountable. Let the group encourage you and help you feel like you have the ability to get back on track the next day.

My hope is the support from the group will help keep everyone on track and I highly encourage positive messages and interaction in the daily post comments. Now let’s get to work and make positive progress through the whole month of November! No Excuses!!

*if anyone wishes to opt out of being tagged in the daily posts let me know.

[astarionancuninswife]

gone. (oc x astarion)

Day two of Baldur's March challenge! "One of the companions has been gone from camp for a long time."

Of course I had to pick Astarion as the companion that's been gone for a long time! I'm picturing this being right after running into the gur in the swamp area and Astarion just needed a moment to himself after realizing Cazador is looking for him.

word count: 1094

warnings: Luci slightly panicking and being a touchy-feely gal? idk lol

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“He should be back already,” Luci’s breathing hasn’t grown any lighter in the past half hour and her pacing had become obvious by the worn down ground beneath her feet, “It’s been an hour, where is he? I should go look for him.”

“I’m sure he’s fine, Lu,” Karlach tries to reassure the leader of the ragtag group.

Wyll nods next to the red tiefling, “And he can fend for himself just fine if he’s not. Have some faith.”

“But what if he’s hurt?! What if a gur finally found him and is dragging him back to that… that… monster right now?”

“Luci, you need to calm down before you worry yourself sick,” Gale hands her a cup of water, giving her a look daring her to reject the drink until she finally takes a gulp to regulate herself, “Good, there, now please sit down, at least.”

The pink woman huffs as she plops down in front of the log that they used as a makeshift bench by the fire, leaning her head on Shadowheart’s legs, “He said he wouldn’t be long…” she mutters as she watches the flames of the fire dance in front of her.

The others are quiet, all deciding that fussing at Luci anymore wouldn’t exactly help her calm down. Gale gently nudges her arm to encourage her to take another drink of her water, but otherwise there is no interrupting her zoning out. That is until a new voice is heard approaching.

“Ugh, why are we all just sitting around looking so glum? Can't any of you be doing anything exciting for me to come back to?” Astarion complains as he walks over to the group. Within a split second of him being even just mere feet from them, Luci launches herself at him and wraps her arms around his shoulders, pulling a loud “oof!” from the vampire.

“You’re back!” She exclaims, squeezing her arms gently before pulling back and putting her hands on either side of his face, “Are you okay? Did you get hurt? Did you run into any more gur?” She shoots questions off at lightning speed as she turns his face one way and another before grabbing his arms to look over them for injuries.

“I… uhh…” the vampire blinks at her reaction, looking over at the others for help in the situation. 

“Luci,” Shadowheart says, holding back a giggle, “I think he’s okay. Quit smothering him.”

The young woman pauses and takes a step back at that, “Sorry! I wasn’t meaning to smother you!” She apologizes quickly, still looking over Astarion for anywhere he may have gotten hurt, “I was just… I was worried…”

Astarion looks at her for a moment, “Worried… about… me?” He asks, waiting for the punchline.

“Of course! We just found out that Cazador has sent out hunters out for you and you decide to leave camp without anyone else with you?!” She lets out a deep breath with a frown, her concern turning into anger that he was in disbelief, “You lot for some reason think me some sort of leader, which I still think is stupid of each and every one of you when we literally have a githyanki warrior, the Blade of Frontiers, and a soldier from the Hells in this group,” she pauses for a moment when she realizes her rambling nature coming through, “Whatever, but if that’s my role here, then that means I have to keep you all safe, and that includes you, Mr. Fangs,” she pokes his chest to make her point and to hopefully distract him from the tears welling up in her eyes, “You can’t just go off by yourself when you are literally being hunted right now. I… I couldn’t live with myself if I ever found out you got hurt. I was about to go out there and kick whoever’s butt might have gotten hold of you.”

“This is true,” Lae’zel finally speaks up, saving the poor sage from her babbling, “She was ready to grab one of our weapons and go searching for you.”

“She almost grabbed a bow, could you imagine that?” Karlach tries to lift the spirits with a jest at the other tiefling.

Gale chuckles, “Hey, she is getting better with a bow and arrow.”

Luci sniffles as she crosses her arms, closing herself off with embarrassment running through her veins now. Astarion takes a moment to take everything he was told in and not taking a single second to think over his next movement, knowing if he does that it won’t be as authentic as Luci deserves now, “Well, darling,” he gently puts a hand on her arm, giving her a genuine smile as she looks up at him, “I appreciate your worry. Truly. As unnecessary as it is.”

“It’s very necessary, asshole,” she mumbles before looking down again, “Sorry for jumping on you and hugging you without saying anything first. That wasn’t nice of me.”

Astarion chuckles as he shakes his head, “Just be mindful in the future.”

“I’ll try, but, ugh! I love hugs so much, it kills me there like three people in this group who refuse hugs!” She says dramatically, putting the back of her hand on her forehead between her horns, “I’m wasting away, don’t you know?!”

“And here we thought Astarion was the drama queen of this party,” Shadowheart stage whispers to Karlach.

“You know, you can still give her hugs,” Astarion says to their leader in the same volume as the Shar devotee, “As punishment for the teasing.”

“Yeah, but she allows hugs already so it’s not as satisfying,” Luci jokes back and smiles at the vampire, “I’m glad you’re okay, Astarion.”

He feels his heart be tugged at by her puppy dog eyes. She can’t lie to save her life, so there’s nothing but truth in her words. He hates how soft he’s starting to feel for the sweet tiefling, but he shakes it off for now. He gives her a smile back and nods, “You can relinquish any fears now, I’m perfectly fine, well as fine as I can be in our condition.”

“Ugh, why did you have to remind me? This was such a nice moment,” she huffs and turns to her tent, “Now I gotta go strategize and do all that shit like I was supposed to be doing before I realized you were gone…”

“Have fun with that, darling,” he laughs, going back to his own tent and silently mulling over the pink woman’s reaction to him being gone longer than expected.

[l3viat8an]

OK cause the vampire event has me thinking about mosquitoes….. now wait cause think of this MC goes to the human world again for something wtv and it’s spring so they come back with a few mosquito bites they get back and of course the brothers are all over them and when one of them feeds they realize MC tastes different and MC doesn’t realize it’s from the mosquito bites so of course they make it a big deal

And it’s not until Lucifer asks if MC was hit or injected with anything that they mention the bug bites, and now the brothers are all way more upset then they’d care to admit because they’re the only ones that get MC’s blood and that it’s not fair

Just a silly little thought 😋

-👻

No, cuz they would get jealous of mosquitoes jdkshsj

I’m just imagining MC having to explain that they can’t actually stop the mosquitoes from biting, how even with bug spray a few bite can happen. And how the boys really don’t have to make a big deal out of it-

The boys still do tho. Some of them pouting and going on ‘n on about how MC’s blood needs time to ‘refresh’ to taste proper again.

While the others are encouraging MC to drink as much water as they can to hopefully spend up the  process. (Still moaning and groaning about the mosquitoes)

After all the boys love MC’s blood. They just hate the idea that anything else got a taste. It’s far too precious to waste it after-

[thepinkmoosesims]

A Garden Legacy: With Some Updates

With the new expansion I am SO stoked to play, and have put a lot of thought into how I can get the most out of the new family dynamics. I've had the most success with @cowplant-pizza's Garden Legacy but wanted to update some things to make the challenge more challenging, and by incorporating features from newer expansions (the Version 2 challenge was made for Seasons). I've started game play, and am really enjoying my sim, and the challenges I've set for myself, and wanted to post an introduction, as well as my rules, updates, etc., before I start posting gameplay.

Rules

I really like the original rules, so the only thing I updated is the money cheats. I used Free Real Estate to purchase the house in Brindleton Bay to get things going.

I doubt my sims will also live on the same lot, so that is one rule that I may break along the way.

Other Changes

I've set lifespan to longest so that I have plenty of time for the updated parts of the challenge.

Since the main theme is gardening, I've set seasons to the longest option as well.

I also installed @LilSimsie's Save File to add a new look to my game, and bring in new families, houses, etc., as anytime I think I'll change out the whole world, I get overwhelmed and end up starting a new save.

When I first loaded the game, I took the opportunity to set up some holidays throughout the year to keep me interested, as well as hopefully take advantage of more elements of gameplay. My added holidays are listed below.

When viewing my challenge progress page, tasks I added for myself will be highlighted.

Added Holidays

Summer

Wet N Wild - BBQ, Drinking, Fireworks, Water Fun

Summer Vacation - Three Days, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, encourages travel. -- Day One - Go on vacation or travel, Day Two - BBQ, Water Fun, Day Three - Vacation or travel (home), clean (like packing, getting ready to leave).

So Long Summer - BBQ, Water Fun, Invite Guests

Autumn

Neighborhood BBQ - BBQ, drinking, fire, invite guests, tell stories

Trick or Treat - Costumes, spooky spirit, decorate, wear costumes, trick or treat

Winter

Game Night - Invite guests, games

Winterfest Eve - Festive lighting, festive spirit, attend ceremony

Polar Bear Plunge - Polar bear plunge, streaking, water fun

Spring

Flower Fest - Flower bunny, egg hunt, garden, clean

Earth Day - Gardening & Thankful spirit

Spring Break - Three Days, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, encourages travel -- Day One - Go on vacation or travel, Day Two - BBQ, Games, Day Three - Vacation or travel (home), clean (like packing, getting ready to leave)