#i just think shed look great in a lot of what i have laying around. she has the lightest hair out of anyone in the family with this

[39472034658449305249465224devils]

on the one hand i want my sister to come out because i know shes suffocating herself and is miserable in the closet and she does not need to be closeted and is a person who would rather live in discomfort than face fears and i know she would be happier and all that but on the other hand i want her to come out so i can buy her clothes and dress her up due to being half faggot (thus, fashionista)

i really hope i can get my sister to model some stuff tonight

[lover-girl-estxx]

Not my gif

Season 4 episode 10 spoilers (haven't finished this season)

this is Angst Angst Angst

| 3rd Person POV |

Y/n didn't even know what day it was, she been in her and jjs bed- well I guess just her bed now. Since they got back from Morocco, her mind couldn't wrap around the fact that her boyfriend since freshman year was gone. I mean he has to come back right? She thought everyone came back, Big John, ward, John b and Sarah they all came back.

She laid there for days just thinking about everything, thinking that when JJ looked to her on that island and asked "you wanna just stay here and never leave? Surf all day, catch fish, hook up whenever sounds good to me" with a big smile across his face she brushed him off but now she'd take it all back and say "yeah Jay let's stay here forever".

"she's been in there for 4 days we have to do something" John B said "what can we do?" Kie said "something" Sarah added "I'll make her food okay?" Pope said standing up. "Hey Y/n" he said softly peeking his head in the door, She wrapped up in JJs hoodie zoning out but reruns of they're favorite shows played. She slightly looked over at him "I brought you some food" he set it on her nightstand "you need anything else?" He added she shook her head, his hand went over the handle "thanks Pope" she whispered "yeah".

It turned dark out and it dead silent in the house now, she put her shoes on and grabbed her backpack. And slipped out the window of the room. She finally got to the liquor store "two 5th of you cheapest vodka please" she said and put a leader of Coke "ID" the woman asked Y/n pulled out her fake ID and handed it to her.

Now that was her thing crying and drinking the thought of him away. The times she would get up it would be to look at something else of jjs. This time she looked out her window, John B stood in front of a tree out front JJ Maybank craved into it she took her bottle and went outside. "hey y/n" she stood next to him "hey.." he looked down to see that bottle in her hand and the smell coming off her breath "how many have you gone through?" she shrugged he took the bottle from her softly "you shouldn't be doing that its a waste" "it makes me feel okay" "does it make you forget he's dead?" her eyes opened "no but I think I should punish myself a little for leaving him there alone" "JJ would understand why we left him okay? he wouldn't want you to punish yourself you gotta stop" he wrapped his arm around her "yeah I know I just- I don't know".

Y/n thought instead of dying for herself she was gonna live for JJ. The next day they took notice that Y/n was moving around cleaning her room, they went in not saying anything just helping her. they'd find things of JJs and set it aside slowly building a corner of all his stuff for her to look at through the day.

Y/n found herself every morning on the water surf for him, swimming for him and boating for him.

| 6 Years Later |

"this was your Uncle JJs board when he was you age" Y/n said pulling the board of of the surf shed her God son standing next to her "I don't know if I can use it, it's a lot bigger than mine" "you'll do great! grab the towels bubba" he hopped in the truck while Y/n loaded they're boards.

Y/n was sat straight on her board he was laying on his board "okay Jay this one coming is yours" she helped turn his board around, he went and stood up "YES JJ!" she yelled and clapped. she rode in "good job!" she smiled and gave him a high five "thanks" he smiled back.

"Uncle JJ surf like all the time?" he asked strawberries covered his face "yeah even one time him and your dad went surfing in a hurricane it was dumb but they loved it" "sounds fun" "no JJ never do that" "I think I like the beach as much as Uncle J" she smiled and felt tears raise in her eyes "I think you do to" she ruffled his hair making him giggle.

[joelsbeard]

pre-outbreak!joel when you're pregnant ❤️ part 3

These are extra fluffy and spicy lol, enjoy!!

You buy a pregnancy pillow bc you're just so sore all the time! and find it so hard to sleep, but you end up using it only half of the time, the other half you use joel as your pregnancy pillow hehe. You lay on your side and throw your leg over his hip and rest your belly on joel's torso while he holds you and massages your lower back with one arm. He loves that you use him as your pregnancy pillow bc he can immediately feel when the baby kicks and he can rest his hand on your stomach ❤️ You wake up or go to sleep hearing him talk and sing to the baby 🥺

Shopping with you isn't his favorite since a lot of the time it's you looking around at stuff while he just waits for you and holds your bags lol, but he loves going shopping with you to get things for the baby 🥺 you still are of course much more enthusiastic, always pointing out the cutest little toys and blankets and clothes (you're like "baby please we have to buy this for her!!🥺" and its a little bib that says "mommy loves me" 🥺) but also bc his papa bear instincts are already kicking in and he wants to make sure you buy the best, safest, and sturdiest carrier, stroller, etc.

Speaking of which, with his contractor background he does build a few things for the baby 🥺 He builds the most beautiful crib and rocking chair, and surprises you with it once he's finished. You had no idea he was building the crib, so you were really confused when he would be so nonchalant when you were at the store looking for one, but you figured all the stuff in the garage or work shed was just materials for the rocking chair. You cry when you see he built a crib for your baby 🥺 (you fuck him right then and there lol you LOVE your man and you're so happy he's the father of your baby)

Sometimes he has to make sure you don't go too overboard with buying too much baby stuff (its so hard, everything is so cute!!) and he just reminds you that you can add it to your baby shower registry

He is the sweetest man ever, and always gives you massages for your sore muscles and swollen feet (and once he massages all the soreness out of you he fucks you because 1. how could he not 2. he's just "making sure you feel extra good" LOL)

During your second trimester he is MORE than happy to dick you down when you're feeling horny, and since your initial nausea and morning sickness have subsided you are now just horny 24/7, and you fuck like a million times a day lol. Every time you're like "🥺 babyyy I'm horny :( take off your clothes like rn" LOL he's like "awww does my baby want sex :(" then he rips his shirt off and immediately manhandles you (without hurting you or the baby ofc) onto the nearest surface lol and later in your pregnancy when you're more uncomfortable he'll make sure to hold you up or put you on the bed or something so you can enjoy it as much as possible hehe.

One time he's like "I hope the baby is okay with all of our... increased physical activity LOL and I hope I'm not hurting her" and you're like "😭 baby i'm sure its fine lol, the doctor said it was okay and it helps me feel better" and he goes "yeah but still if i think about it sometimes it is kinda weird, wouldn't wanna poke her or anything" HAHA but you say "well she'll have to deal with it it's how she got here in the first place, and if its too uncomfortable for me I'll stop" and yes he fucks you afterwards ❤️

He goes crazy with how big your tits get, you always catch him looking at your tits and you're like 🙄 "babeee" and he's like "what, can a man not look at his girl's tiddies? I can't help it, the girls are looking great" LMAOO which of course you can't deny, you've been taking more ✨spicy✨ pics of yourself before you started showing since your boobs really did look amazing lol. He's definitely gotten more obsessed with how big they've gotten during sex, and he's always squeezing them or spending time kissing them even more than he usually does lol. He's just like "god I love these tits so much🤤" and you're like "yeah well remember these are for our daughter!!" "fair enough but these were mine first okay" ( men 🙄)

You decorate the baby's room together 🥺 he thought about surprising you entirely and doing it all himself, but he decided it would be more special and a good bonding activity for the two of you to decorate it together ❤️ You of course plan it all together, but he takes care of the actual heavy lifting with moving the furniture and painting (he doesn't want you breathing it in since you're pregnant) and you have a fun time assembling some of the easy stuff together lol.

Your favorite part is finally getting to hang up all the adorable outfits and onesies, and putting the little socks and headbands in the drawers. You buy a good amount of baby books so you can both read to her.

Tommy gives you the onesie and bib ⬇️ at your baby shower LMAO

The bib is hilarious, and you do end up actually using that onesie sometimes when all her other laundry is dirty 😭 every time joel sees the baby wearing it he either sighs or goes "can't argue with that" LMAOO

[ladylooch]

Faking an orgasm with Nico?

Fake- Nico Hischier

A/N: I love these different ideas that come into my inbox! You all have great ideas and I’m honored when you trust me with them! For real tho, don’t cheat yourself out of a good time. If they aren’t hitting you with what you need, explore that with open communication!

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: SMUT 18 + Content.

The headboard slaps against the wall with each one of Nico’s sloppy thrusts into me. The bed groans with the same inflection as my boyfriend. I wrap my feet around his butt, trying to keep him deep while tightening up my inner muscles to create some friction. It doesn’t help me, but Nico moans against my mouth as he leans down to kiss me.

“I’m close.” He says through another wet moan.

I’m not, but I can tell by how this has all gone that Nico is more about himself tonight than me. And that’s fine because usually it’s the opposite. Plus I’m still having a damn good time with him. I exaggerate a needy moan to him that he matches. I tighten my breathing, producing needy gasps, until I almost believe that I’m actually orgasming.

“Yessss.” He sputters as he jerks his last few thrusts into me. 

The headboard finally silences and only Nico’s rough breathing fills the room. He shakes the hair out of his eyes, grinning down at me in blinding satisfaction. 

“Mmm, I love ya.” He muses then rolls off of me. 

“Love you.” I murmur back, arching my back to stretch out a compressed kink in my lower back.

“Come here.” He opens his arm for me to bury my face into his side. He drops a kiss to my scalp then combs his fingers through my hair in steady strokes. Now this feels incredible.

Nico’s hot, wet kisses awaken my naked body the next morning. He tastes every part of me before practice, ending our love making with a ravenous and sweet breakfast between my legs.

“So how was your night last night?” Ryleigh asks me later. We both lay flat on our backs after an hour long workout session at our apartment gym. Her and Dawson live in the same building, so we usually squeeze in a work out and lunch a few times a week while the boys are at practice.

“It was fine.” I bring my leg up, stretching out my hamstring. I sigh at how good it feels.

“Just fine? With how Nico was hanging on you when you two left?” I roll my eyes at the memory of him licking the shell of my ear obscenely in front of the team. Drunk Nico hits different when he sheds the C for the night.

“Yeah, take that eagerness and move it to the bedroom.” I chuckle, wiggling my hips in an awkward motion.

“Oooooo….” She cringes. “Sloppy?”

“Yeah.”

“He rocked your world in the end?”

“God, no.” I snort. “Could have won an Oscar with my performance though.”

Ryleigh laughs at the same time I hear the door to the gym swing open. I look up from my spot on the floor, not seeing anyone there. I bring my other leg up to stretch out.

“He more than made up for it this morning though.”

Ryleigh’s phone dings.

“Boys are back.” She says, surprised.

“Wow, must have been a quick practice.” We both gather our water bottles, phones, and headphones before heading to the elevator. When we get to our floor, we both peel off in different directions, confirming to meet up at the same time tomorrow.

“Hey!” I say brightly to Nico when I get back to our place. He gives me a strange smile from the counter where he is flipping through the mail. “You’re back early.”

“Yeah, we worked on special teams for like 15 minutes, then spent a good chunk of time in recovery. Got a lot of games coming up.” He tosses a pile of mail onto the counter, then comes to give me a stack.

“Thanks.” I pucker my lips. He pauses for a moment, studying my face, then slowly leans down to brush our lips together. “Hey, that was lame. Kiss me for real.” I wrap my hand into a first with his shirt. I hold him there until the pressure of his mouth on mine is satisfying. “Mmm, better.” I think I catch an annoyed tiff from him, but it’s so quick I’m not sure. I slide my gaze to the mail, fingering through the envelopes and deciding it’s nothing urgent. 

“I’m going to rinse off in the shower.”

“Okay.” I say to the empty room because Nico has already disappeared. I stare at the empty doorway, wondering what happened at practice that took away his cheery mood from this morning.

Nico is usually an in and out of the shower kind of guy, so I’m surprised when I look up from my book and realize its been about a half hour since he went into our bathroom. I set my book down, strolling down the hall as he is coming out of the bathroom. His hair is towel dried and he’s already dressed in new boxer briefs and pants. The wide, thick muscles of his back tense as his fingers work to button his jeans closed.

He doesn’t look up as I come behind him. I wrap my arms around his body, gliding my fingers slowly up his abdomen. He doesn’t react, just stands there silently.

“I know you just showered but maybe you and I can work up a little sweat?” I murmur, pressing my lips to his bare back. He tenses under my mouth.

“How so?”

“You touch me… I touch you… we touch some things together….” He snags a random t-shirt off the hanger, tugging it hard off the plastic.

“I think one Oscar performance from you is enough for one day. Or was it two?” He pulls away from me, leaving me confused in our closet. Then, I remember the swinging door from earlier. I close my eyes. Fuck.

I walk into the bedroom where Nico has already thrown the shirt over his shoulders, moving it down his abdomen so it rests against his jeans. He runs an exasperated hand through his hair before moving to the dresser to strap his watch back on.

“You heard me?”

“Tell someone else you faked an orgasm? Yeah I did.” His tone is gruff and he scoffs after he says it.

“Can we talk about it?”

“I think the time to talk about it was last night when you were faking it beneath me.”

“Neeks, come on.” I reach out for his forearm as he tries to walk around me. He stops next to me when my hand squeezes his skin.

“Why would you do that?” His voice is low with an obvious hurt.

“You were almost there and… I wanted you to feel good.” I shrug.

“But I want you to feel good. Every time.”

“I know. Last night was just an off night for us.”

“Did you this morning too?” A harsh line forms between his thick eyebrows.

“No. Last night was the first and last. I promise.” I run my hand up his arm to his neck. My fingers grip it, bringing his face down to mine. “This morning was amazing. You’re all I thought about during my work out.” I kiss his cheek, working my way to his mouth. The first press is against slacked lips. But then his lips slowly firm under mine to kiss me back. “I love you. I’m sorry. I should have told you I needed a little extra.”

“Yeah.” He sighs against my mouth as my fingers rub his penis over his jeans. He’s thickening with each pass.

“I can make it up to you?” I murmur as I lower to my knees.

“I think I’m supposed to make it up to you.” He says with heavy eyes.

Instead, his hand gathers my hair into a tight fist while he slides himself deep into my mouth, without another distinguishable word.

[thelanternsglow]

Astrology for 2025

2025 is shaping up to be a year of transformation, and your stars are ready to shine some light on what’s ahead. Whether you’re new to astrology or you’ve been following the cosmic rhythms for a while, this year’s got a lot to unpack. From shifts in the planets to those deeper, more personal changes, we’re in for some powerful moments. So, grab a cuppa, settle in, and let’s have a look at what the universe has in store for you in 2025. It’s a year to step up, take notice, and find your own path, all under the cosmic glow.

January 2025: Setting the Stage

The year kicks off with a sense of anticipation, thanks to Pluto in Aquarius, which has been stirring the pot since late 2024. This energy feels like a collective breath of fresh air—like shaking off the dust of outdated systems and looking toward something more innovative and collaborative. Pluto here is all about big-picture change, and in January, we start to see how those shifts might play out in our lives.

At the same time, Saturn is still holding court in Pisces. This combination of dreamy Pisces and serious Saturn helps us turn our fantasies into something real. Think of it like setting the foundation for what you want to achieve in 2025—not just big goals, but the emotional and spiritual underpinnings of those goals.

Key takeaway: January is about laying the groundwork for a year of transformation. If you’ve got a big vision, this is the month to start getting practical about it.

February 2025: Refining Visions

February feels a little more grounded but still focused on the bigger picture. Mars enters Capricorn mid-month, giving us the drive to tackle ambitious goals one step at a time. It’s not about quick wins here—it’s about the long game.

This is also a great month for creative problem-solving. With Venus in Capricorn earlier in the month, relationships and finances get a reality check. You’ll feel called to build connections that last and make investments (emotional or otherwise) that are truly worth it. By the time Venus moves into Aquarius, there’s a playful, forward-thinking vibe around relationships and self-expression.

Key takeaway: Use February to get practical with your plans, solidify commitments, and set yourself up for long-term success.

March 2025: Major Shifts Begin

March brings the year’s first big shakeup: a total solar eclipse in Pisces on March 14. This eclipse is like a giant cosmic reset button, especially when it comes to emotional healing, creativity, and spirituality. It’s a great time to let go of illusions and step into a more authentic version of yourself.

Then, at the end of the month, Neptune moves into Aries for the first time in over a century. This is a big deal. Neptune in Aries brings a bold, pioneering energy to spirituality and creativity. Think less dreamy mysticism and more “how do I take action on my spiritual beliefs?” It’s a fiery, no-holds-barred energy that pushes us to step into our power.

Key takeaway: March is a time to shed the old and embrace the new. Be open to spiritual awakenings and bold moves in your personal life.

April 2025: Relationship Balancing

The energy of the March lunar eclipse in Libra spills into April, putting the focus on partnerships, fairness, and balance. If something feels off in your relationships, this is the time to address it. Libra’s influence asks us to restore harmony—not just with others, but also within ourselves.

This month also brings a continuation of Jupiter in Gemini’s influence. There’s a curious, social energy in the air, encouraging communication, learning, and making new connections. It’s a great time to expand your network or dive into something new intellectually.

Key takeaway: April is about finding balance—in relationships, within yourself, and in how you approach life’s challenges.

May 2025: New Beginnings

May is when things start to feel like they’re moving forward in a big way. Saturn dips into Aries for the first time in decades, setting the stage for fresh starts and new cycles. This transit brings a sense of personal responsibility—Saturn wants us to take charge of our lives and step into leadership roles, but it’s also there to make sure we’re building on solid ground.

With Jupiter still in Gemini until late in the month, there’s plenty of energy for exploring new ideas and connecting with others. Then, as Jupiter shifts into Cancer, the focus turns inward. It’s time to nurture your emotional well-being, strengthen your sense of home, and prioritize the people and places that make you feel safe.

Key takeaway: May is a month of bold beginnings and emotional grounding. Take risks, but make sure they’re aligned with your values.

June 2025: Emotional Growth

When Jupiter fully settles into Cancer in June, there’s a noticeable shift toward emotional growth and nurturing. This is a time to focus on family, home life, and anything that helps you feel rooted. If you’ve been craving more stability or emotional connection, this is the energy you’ve been waiting for.

The new moon in Cancer on June 25 is perfect for setting intentions around emotional healing or creating a safe, supportive environment for yourself and your loved ones.

Key takeaway: Let yourself slow down and focus on what really matters—your emotional well-being and the relationships that nurture you.

July 2025: Midyear Reflection

July brings a chance to pause and reflect. With Chiron in Aries continuing its journey of healing our identities, you may find yourself confronting old wounds around self-worth and individuality.

Venus enters its retrograde shadow phase in Leo, which means themes of love, self-expression, and creativity might start coming up for review. This isn’t about making drastic changes just yet—it’s more about noticing what’s working and what’s not.

Key takeaway: July is about taking stock of where you are and preparing to make changes later in the year.

August 2025: Inner Work and Reconnection

With Venus fully retrograde in Leo, August is all about looking inward when it comes to love, self-expression, and creativity. It’s a great time to reconnect with your heart’s desires and figure out what truly makes you feel alive.

This retrograde might stir up old feelings or bring past relationships back into your life, but the goal here is clarity. Use this time to heal and realign.

Key takeaway: August is a month for inner work—let yourself reflect, release, and reconnect.

September 2025: Practical and Spiritual Integration

September’s partial solar eclipse in Virgo on the 7th is a call to get organized. This is the time to refine your routines, focus on practical goals, and take care of your physical and mental health.

Later in the month, the total lunar eclipse in Aries on the 21st brings a fiery culmination of themes around independence and courage. If you’ve been holding back, this eclipse pushes you to step into your power.

Key takeaway: September is about finding balance between practicality and bold action. Focus on what’s essential and let the rest go.

October 2025: Deep Transformations

As Pluto continues its journey through Aquarius, October brings more opportunities for transformation—both personally and collectively. This is a month to dig deep and embrace change, even if it feels uncomfortable.

With Mars in Scorpio from early October, there’s an intensity in the air that’s perfect for diving into shadow work or tackling big challenges head-on.

Key takeaway: October asks for deep, intentional transformation. Embrace the intensity and let it fuel your growth.

November 2025: Karmic Turning Points

With the North Node now in Pisces, the focus shifts to spiritual growth and surrender. This energy asks us to let go of control and trust in the bigger picture.

November also brings a chance to reflect on the lessons of the year’s eclipses and how they’ve shaped your path.

Key takeaway: November is about releasing what no longer serves you and stepping into a more aligned version of yourself.

December 2025: Closing the Year

December feels quieter but no less transformative. With Venus in Scorpio, there’s a focus on intimacy and emotional depth. It’s a time to reflect on what you’ve learned this year and how you’ve grown.

The full moon in Gemini on the 12th brings closure to intellectual and communication themes, while Mars in Sagittarius adds a sense of optimism and adventure as the year ends.

Key takeaway: December is about tying up loose ends and looking forward to 2026 with clarity and purpose.

2025’s Big Picture: This is a year of bold beginnings, deep healing, and practical action. It’s about stepping into your power, letting go of outdated patterns, and building something truly meaningful for the future.

[typingdyslexiaisathing]

Obey Me! headcanon where MC is turned into a house cat.

Lucifer is highly annoyed at this turn of events. Since this means he is shorthanded in keeping order in the HOL as well as in student council meetings. Lucifer will insist that MC is with him for school and meetings. The last thing he needs is for some lesser demon to catnap their pact human. If Lucifer has been working at his desk too long, MC will just hop onto the desk and lay on the paperwork. This has Lucifer smirk to carry MC with him to bed. MC is not getting away now this feline asked for it. So bedtime means MC is with Lucifer all night.

Mammon thinks this is the funniest thing ever. Legit is holding his sides and cry laughing his ass off. He stops laughing real quick when MC claws his leg. Mammon will be bribing MC to do recon missions for him. "C'mon just sneak into Diavolo's place and see what you can find! I will give you horned salmon for the trouble! We got a deal? GREAT! Let's go!"

Leviathan is low key happy about this. Since he is always wearing a hoodie and MC now fits perfectly in the hoodie front to carry around and hide from his brothers. Although he does worry about the fish in his aquarium. MC now has boxes all over to play in and nap in. Since Leviathan orders from Akuzon a LOT. Would dress MC in cosplay if they didn't flash their claws anytime the word comes up. "But you would be great! There's this new anime that's all about a cat that is also a witch and- No, please! I don't want to have my eyes scratched out!"

Satan. Is. Overjoyed. He becomes a happy mess of warm smiles as he picks MC up and just showers them in face nuzzles. Claws and complaining be damned as he just gushes all over his pact human. He will not leave MC alone for any reason. "Do you want me to brush your fur? I have a brush just for cats to help with shedding. Watch your tail, MC! You don't want it to get caught in a drawer do you? I'll just pick you up and carry you." Satan takes over cooking duty until MC changes back. All the meals have fish in them.

Asmodeus is honestly happy to have MC in cat form. Just look how adorable they are now! Devilgram is not prepared for this demon and their newest obsession in the form of MC as a feline. (honestly might be as into this as Satan) Asmodeus must get MC fashionable collars to wear and file their claws. Asmodeus also color coordinates with the color of MC's fur. They must match! "Aw! Aren't you so adorable, MC! I got you a new collar with a bell on it! Let's have you try it on! We simply must get your newest look on socials! The planetarium should be a great spot for a photo shoot!"

Beelzebub is kind of worried about MC. Since they were already a fragile human. Now they are even smaller and unable to talk. What if a hellhound ate them or some giant beast decided to snack on MC? So Beelzebub is very protective of MC and will carry them in one arm. It does not matter if he is trying to eat and needs both hands. Keeping MC close comes first. The first time he rubs MC's ears and hears them purr, the poor guy's heart just melts. So he ends up not eating as often to keep his hands free. "Do you like that? How about if I scratch your chin? Wow. You feel like a little motor when you purr. but let's get you some spiked tuna in a can. Might just make some sandwiches."

Belphegor now has a permanent nap buddy. Do not try and take MC from his lap when the two are asleep. He will slap hands away and or glare at you. This is HIS nap buddy and it is time for their four pm siesta. Belphie will give Mc a kiss on the head whenever he wakes up to see them. His way of assuring them that things will go back to normal soon. "Yeah. Must be a pain to be that small. But we got you, MC. Just be patient. Until then, want some tummy rubs?"

[mikhailwrites]

Waiting for Connection 3 / Ghost x Soap NerdAU

Ghost is retired and plays milsim videogame. Soap is still in the force and sometimes plays that same videogame...

Previous chapter | AO3

They’re crouching in some bushes; a helo whirrs over their heads. “Alright, the target is two Ks away, bearing one-seventy-five, heavy enemy presence is expected, dug-in infantry in the buildings, possible anti-tank and snipers on the roofs. We will split into three groups and use the terrain to our advantage as we close in from three sides. Is anyone here proficient with explosives? And I do mean proficient,” Ghost pauses, not really expecting anyone to say yes. Using explosives in this game is pretty complicated; most trigger-happy, fireworks-loving kids give up or are told to give up after a dozen or so times they blow up either themselves or their fireteam.

“Aye, I can blow somethin’ up,” the Scotsman says. Well, alright, Ghost has his doubts, but he will enjoy chewing him out if he fucks up.

“Brilliant, you with me then, the rest of you check your gear and group up accordingly,” Ghost tells them, refilling his glass with bourbon. “You’ll get into positions around the target, I’ll take care of the snipers, and Soap here will breach the building so we can clear it. Everything clear?”

Again, he gets general confirmation. At least nobody is questioning his position as a leader today.

“Great, let’s move out,” Ghost commands.

They sneak forward, mindful of their surroundings and each other. Once they reach the crest of the hill, Ghost and Soap lay down in the tall grass while the other two groups proceed. Ghost takes his spotter’s scope and checks the buildings roughly half a click away. It’s a cluster of three, but two of them are little more than glorified sheds. It’s the two-story one that worries him.

“I can spot for you, Ghost,” Soap offers, surprising Ghost. It’s a role that nobody usually wants, not very glamorous, if you’re not the one firth a finger on the trigger, Ghost supposes.

Ghost gives him the scope. “Let’s see it, then.”

Soap hums, his voice deep in his throat as he looks at the building. “They’re not on the roof, sir; seems like the intel was wrong. I see a tango by that pile of hay at ten o’clock, ghillie suit.”

Ghost looks through the scope, following Soap’s instructions and sure enough, there is a sniper. “Well spotted, soldier.”

“Wind’s alright, but I’d account for half a notch, sir,” Soap says as he looks again.

Ghost wanted to do just that. Soap seems like an interesting bloke. “Rog, adjusting.”

Ghost presses a key to steady the avatar’s breathing before taking the shot. It’s a clean headshot; the sniper keels over as blood and brain spatter on the hay. “Good call. Anything else?”

“Not from what I can see, but I’d advise caution.”

“Alpha-one to all Alpha, the sniper is down. Proceed, but stay frosty, boys.”

He and Soap do the same, carefully advancing to the structures. The tall grass gives them some advantage, though Ghost doesn’t want to overestimate it. He’s also on the lookout for any more snipers. It’s quiet, only the cicadas and birds.

Crossing those few hundred meters is when they’re at their most vulnerable. Out in the open with no cover to get behind. They know it, and the enemy would know as well if anyone spotted them. It would be over quickly.

Ghost should be tenser than he is, but having Soap watching his six helps a lot. The lad is definitely something else—probably military or an educated enthusiast.

“Alpha-three and Alpha-four, we’re in position by the wooden shed,” the second team chimes in.

“Copy that, Alpha-two; check the shed for any surprises. Alpha-five, Alpha-six, what’s your status?” Ghost asks.

“Almost there, Ghost, are we to check the other shed?”

“Affirmative. Let’s RV by the northern wall of the main building in two.”

It’s been smooth sailing so far, Ghost thinks, which is, of course, when everything goes to hell. First, he hears a shout, then a burst of unsilenced shots. There goes the moment of surprise.

Ghost raises his rifle. Scope on it is not very practical for close combat situations, but he can make do. “We breaching wall or door?” Soap asks, coming up on Ghost’s three o’clock.

“Fuck, fuck, I’ve been shot,” their teammate exclaims, clearly angry.

“Status. You injured or KIA?” Ghost doesn’t even ask why the Alpha-five didn’t have Six’s six.

“Injured, managed to kill the bastard in the shed, though.”

“Good job. Alpha-three or four, do you have a medkit?”

“I do,” Alpha-four responds.

“Right, go take care of him, Alpha-Six. Regroup with Three on us; we’re going through the southern wall.”

“Roger,” they respond.

“Well, Soap, get us through that door,” Ghost says, taking a swing from his glass, realising it’s almost empty.

“On it, sir,” Soap barks out, all business, as he goes to set up the charge. Ghost waits by the corner, checking Soap’s six in case they have a pest problem. A minute later, two other Alphas join him.

“Alpha-Three, how’s Four doing?”

“All patched up, we’re coming to you now.”

Once the charge is set and they’re safely behind the corner, Ghost gives the green on the breach. “Be careful of friendly fire. Otherwise, if it moves, it’s a fair game. Let’s go!”

The blast cracks through Ghost’s headset. There’s a lot of smoke, but they run it nonetheless. Ghost spots a movement in the settling dust and pulls the trigger. “Tango down, let’s move!” He feels Soap right behind him and also sees the laser of his rifle.

They go up the stairs with Five and Six while Three and Four clean the rooms below. “Heavy armour, stand back!” Ghost hollers, taking a few steps back. “Frag out, fire in the hole!” He crouches and turns away from the blast.

As soon as the grenade explodes, he’s back on his feet. There are several doors before them. Ghost gestures for the other pair to go on the left while he and Soap go on the right. As soon as he comes to the door, a shotgun blast comes through them. “Shotgun behind the door,” Ghost announces. “I’ll kick them in, Soap, be ready to jump the gun.”

“Rog!”

Soap is fast. As soon as Ghost kicks the door, the Scot is there, sweeping the room until he finds the target and eliminates it.

Another shot rings behind them, where the other team is. “Oh, bollocks! I’m out, guys, sorry.”

More shots from downstairs. “Ground floor clear! Coming up to finish this,” Alpha Three announces.

There are two doors left.

One room turns out empty. The other, however…

“Stop!” Don’t touch it!” Soap barks out just as Alpha Three reaches for the doorknob. That’s when Ghost sees it. A tripwire. Bloody hell.

Soap quickly produces wirecutters and cuts it.

“Alright, clear,” Ghost leaves the last two enemies to his teammates.

With that, the mission is done.

One by one, the players thank for the game and disconnect until it’s just CallMeSoap and Ghost.

“Right, been a good game,” Soap says. Usually, a farewell follows, but not this time, as if he is waiting for something.

“Been the best bloody game I’ve played in a long time,” Ghost admits, unwilling to be the one to hang up on the stranger. “We could play again sometime; I miss working with someone who knows the drill for a change.”

“Miss working?” That is a specifically aimed question, telling Ghost that whoever the man is, he’s sharp.

“Been in the military, retired now,” Ghost shares a harmless little information. Deliberately and voluntarily, something he wouldn’t do a few years ago.

“I see, that explains a lot, actually. Thought you are either force or nutjob,” Soap admits with a lilt to his voice, suggesting a smile. “You don’t sound a retirement age, though.”

Ghost chuckles. “Maybe I just sound younger. So, what branch are ya?”

“I would tell you, but then I’d have tae kill ye,” Soap says with a mockingly deep and serious voice.

“Fair enough. Would you fancy another game sometime?”

“Sure. Dinnae have much time, so… dinnae hold yer breath, but I’ll add you to my friends.” The notification confirms his words. Ghost does the same.

“Gotta go now. Thanks for the game; was fun,” Soap says with finality.

“Yeah, it was; see you around, Soap,” Ghost hovers over the button labelled Disconnect.

“You know it, Ghost.” Then a sound announces Ghost is alone on the channel.

[lovely-vermin]

Kitty cat!

A/N:This was inspired by @swoonbots Welcome home inspiration list and I’ll probably make a lot of stuff based off of that list! GIF was founded on Google under the words ‘Car gif header’ also not proofread,nothing on my page is proofread

Summary:The neighborhoods domestic kitty cat who purrs and cuddles nicely

Warnings?:Y/N is referred to as Kitty or kit sometimes,Sally collects Y/N’s shed fur to make costumes,Hell is said but I don’t consider it a bad word(REMEMBER WELCOME HOME WAS A KID SHOW IN THE CANON ARG! SO THEY USUALLY WON’T CUSS OR WON’T AT ALL THATS WHY IM SAYING THIS!),Eddie’s is larger because he’s my favorite and wanted to write for him more =0]

Romantic or platonic?:Can be seen as either!

Characters:All the cast that I know of! + Matteo

Wally darling

-He’s often seen with you as he cuddles you. He loves your fur! He’ll just pet your head causing you to purr.

-First time he heard you purr he stopped and then smiled widely as he started to pet you more! He doesn’t know why but he LOVES the sound of your purr

-If he’s stress he’ll just hug you as he doesn’t really need to breath and your fur comforts him a lot!

-Smiling as you looked down at your small friend it was such a funny sight to you. “Wally? What happened” his words came out muffled as he didn’t move his face but it did make you giggle!

Barnaby

-he was at first…worried at you as for some reason most Cats and dogs hate each other. Yet you didn’t hate him and he thought it was a complete act

-Once he realized it wasn’t an act he will literally ruffle your fur 24/7

-People believe it’s a contest for y’all to see who gets the most head pats or ruffles from each other…their right as well

-Wally looked around for his two furry friends until he saw them asleep under a tree. You were on Barnaby’s chest as you were the smaller one. “Aww how cute,luckily I have my camera!” He quickly took a picture fast then silently went away.

Sally Starlet

-She loves your fur like it’s odd. Sometime without thinking she ask if she can have your shed fur for costumes which use to surprise you but now you just let her have them

-when she’s stress or overwhelm she cuddles you as your fur comforts her a lot! She falls asleep on your chest sometimes!

-Sometimes she just face plants onto you without warning then fall asleep. It happens at sleepovers mostly as she just only does it at sleep overs.

-“Kitty! Is it okay if I can have some of your old fur?” The fallen star smiled at you as you sighed and got a box out for her. For some reason she uses your shed fur as apparently ‘it’s great for costumes’ yet you just allow it. “Here ya go Sally” “Thank you kitty! You’ll be the first to see the new costume!” The fallen star jogged to her home leaving you to chuckle at her actions.

Julie Joyful

-she was the first one to find out that you purr before anyone else did. The way she found out? You were sleeping in the sun purring making Julie squeal a bit,somehow didn’t wake you up.

-She does ANYTHING to get you to purr. She just LOVES the sound of you purring as somehow it’s music to her ears! Also when her family met you they also LOVED your purring sound,honestly just feel like the rainbow monsters love the sound of purring for no reason

-Julie is mostly seen with you as everyone plus you know that she just loves the fact she can hide in your shadow. Sometime she makes it into a game that she has to stay in your shadow or she loses,she wins often!

-laying in the grass you felt someone lay on top of you but you couldn’t tell if it was Wally or Julie but looking down you saw it was your familiar rainbow monster smiling widely at you. “Heya Jules” “Hi kitty!” “Ya need anything?” “Nah! Just wanna lay on you” “okay jul” that’s how it usually was,you and someone cuddle(or they lay on you) in the grass under the sun as you like the sun a LOT!

Howdy

-He finds you pretty sweet! When he found out you purr he thought he did something wrong as he’s never heard that before until you told them that’s how your species show your love/happiness without saying it. He was so relieved at that

-Now your Fur is a different thing. He knows you can’t control it and that you try and get almost all of it out before coming to his shop when it’s shedding say but when he just sees the fur his ground he kinda gets annoyed but quickly pushes that annoyance away when he remembers it’s sorta difficult for you to shed without help of a tool so his annoyance is over fast!

-He’ll stare at your tail confused,he knows that Barnaby’s sometimes moves when he’s happy and he’s adjusted to it but yours move for no reason!? You’ll have to explain again why it’s like that. He sorta understands but sometimes he’ll get distracted by your swaying tail until someone or something breaks his trance. It’s laughable when the others just see a confused caterpillar look at the swaying cat’s tail as if it’s some unknown object he’s never seen

-The doors bell ring signaling to Howdy someone has entered to see it was you,luckily it wasn’t shedding day. “Heya Kit!” “Heya Howds” the silence was very comfortable as you don’t talk while you shop often but it never did feel awkward as your food was usually calm and collected. Soon you paid for your stuff but you brought out a rock that looked like him. “Here I made you” “Aw thanks kit!” “No problem! Have a nice day Howds!” Howdy smiled and waved by as you left. He’s happy he met you :)

Eddie dearest

-LOVES YOUR PURRING AND CAT EARS! I don’t know why I just feel like if you allow him he’ll pet you ears giggling like a mad man there’s no reason other then he just loves your ears!

-When he heard you purr he stared like the pikachu shocked face meme but then it was a smile. He now knows a lot of ways to make you purr he just loves to hear it!

-When he gets breaks he’ll cuddle you as your fur comforts him a lot. Sometimes he’ll fall asleep when he cuddles you as it just makes him really sleepy! So your not allowed to move if he’s asleep on you basically it’s the reversed If a cat sleeps on you your not allowed to move but instead of you the cat it’s Eddie the mail man

-Currently you were just staring at the little flower that bloomed in your garden you heard Eddie so you sat up to look at him properly. “Hello Ed!” “Hiya Kitty! You got mail from..Your grandpa!” “Hell yeah! Gramp mailed me! Thank you Ed! Hold on! I got something for ya!” The mail man smiled but stood in confusion as you ran inside with your mail quickly. Soon you emerge from your humble of home without your mail but a gift wrapped oh so nicely. “Here! You can open it!” Eddie smiled as he opened it to see a hand made stuffed animal,it was a smiling rainbow making him smile. “Thank you Kitty!” “No problem! Wanted to say thanks for all the hard work you do!” Eddie was smiling the rest of the day more the usually.

Frank

-He’s fascinated by you! I have a feeling he doesn’t really know what cats are completely so when he sees you he wants to learn more about you! With your consent and only telling him what your comfortable with of course! He doesn’t make his neighbors feel uncomfortable!

-When he heard you purr he stared at you shocked for a while until you snapped him out of it. He immediately asked what that sound was as he’s never heard it! You explained to him what you told Howdy making him remember that every time you purr around him

-He likes how soft your fur and cuddles re. He often doesn’t cuddles but Eddie kinda pulls him in to cuddle with you two and once Eddie is asleep he doesn’t move as he knows the ‘Sleeping Eddie’ rule so you two talk about butterflies or anything to pas the time.

-“Heya Frank! Hope I’m not interrupting something!” Frank turned to you smiling a bit. “Nothing at all Y/N,what is it that you needed?” “Oh nothing! Just made ya something as a thanks for helping me get use to living here” he was confused as he looked at the gift until he opened it to see a stuffed animal version of his favorite butterfly with a smiliy face making him now you made it. “Thank you! I appreciate it!” “Of course!”

Poppy!

-She’s curious about you. She doesn’t know if you are kinda like Barnaby or different as you also have a tail and also because I feel like she’s use to running away from cats and not being their friend but she’s willing to learn!

-When you hugged her she experienced what the town calls ‘The fur affect’ that was made because of you. All her worries and anxious thoughts just evaporate into thin air which she loved so she hugs you often as your fur keeps her calm and sorta sane in a way!

-Now your purring she thought you ate a bee and looked kinda scared until you laughed at her reaction confusing her. She understood that the laughter wasn’t mean once you explained what the purring actually meant. She likes hearing you purr but sometimes wonders if you ACTUALLY did eat a bee and just trying to calm her down

-Poppy was hugging you as she felt down and your hugs cheered you up. You were drawing and didn’t mind the fact she was hugging you but you made sure every once in a while she was okay. When you checked up on her now she was asleep making chuckle at your sleepy chicken/hen/bird(I don’t remember what she was sorry!)friend.

Matteo Beloved

-Matteo absolutely loves soft things and your fur being soft made his friendship meter with you SKY ROCKET! He’ll also make you things or come with you to get deshedding tools for you as he sorta needs those tools for someone…that someone is his fluffy ass bear pet that lives with him

-He loves the sound of you purring as it makes him sleepy so he’ll often fall asleep if you two are cuddling and just purr as that is his way to fall asleep. Your somehow the only one to get him on a normalish sleeping routine so take that how you please

-He always ask before he touched your fur as he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable. He loves the softness and when you two are cuddling her tries to burry his face in your fur which is really ticklish so it ends up with him winning and you giggling. Surprisingly as he’s the boogie man he doesn’t really need air so he can just leave his face there until you ask him to get up

-Soft snores came from the boogie man asleep on your chest. You accidentally purr once and now you put him asleep in two seconds. Sighing but smiling you just looked at the sky,it was beautiful so maybe that also helped him fall asleep. Your not allowed to move now as he and Eddie basically share the ‘Do not move the sleeping cat’ rule with you now which is ironic really it was as they fell asleep on the cat aka you and now you can’t move!

[magic-fandoms]

I was used to the feeling of loss.

The grief that settles into your bones. Older than you can even comprehend. The cold, bitter loneliness of it. It never changes and yet...it's different every time.

I was used to the feeling of loss.

Watching your comrades rush off to a battle that you know they will never return from. Their bunks lay empty in the long hours of the night, begging for a familiar warmth that they will never again receive.

My only solace in the never-ending hell I had to live through was writing letters to my young daughter. She was seven when I left. She'd be around ten now. Hair as curly and brown as her mother's, with eyes that sparkled more than the clearest of night skies.

"My dearest Emily,

I hope you're doing well in school. I struggled a lot with academics as a young boy, so I pray that it is not too hard on you.

Give my best wishes to your aunt. I know she does not support my decision, but I had to do what was right. Make sure you do your chores on time and try not to make things harder on her.

I love you so very much. Stay out of trouble."

Lonely nights spent curled up in my bunk, trying to fight for whatever moonlight I could access. I never received any letters back, but I had good reason to believe that they were being delivered. My fellow soldiers were receiving word back from their families, after all.

"My dearest Emily,

A squirrel entered the sleeping quarters this morning. It was fairly young. I've never seen a group of grown men look so surprised. Nobody knew what do to, but it went as quickly as it came so no problems arose. I know you would have loved to see that.

I remember you saving that baby chipmunk a few summers ago. You stayed up all night just to take care of it.

I found you teary-eyed in the morning. You had dozed off and it passed while you were asleep. Do you remember that?

You did nothing wrong, my dear. Life is cruel, but it is also so very beautiful. I found beauty in the world that night, watching you hand feed that baby chipmunk. I knew then that wherever you end up in life, you will shine brighter than the sun.

I love you so very much. Never lose that light within yourself."

I was used to the feeling of loss.

It's hard not to be when it's all you're surrounded by. Nobody wins in a war. You either come out of it changed forever, or...you don't come out of it at all.

Why must we fight when there are peaceful solutions? I do not want to watch my brothers fall in battle. I do not want to watch innocent blood be shed.

I was used to the feeling of loss.

I felt the impact of...something on my arm. I felt myself lose consciousness due to blood loss.

I remember waking up in the hospital. The bright lights. The loud beeping. The hushed but hurried whispers.

When I gained enough awareness of my surroundings, the doctor told me that I was going to be flown home for emergency surgery.

Where I would stay. Because a soldier without an arm is useless.

It was terrifying and...exciting. I'd be losing a part of myself but I'd get to see Emily again. I'd get to see my sister again, no matter how angry she was at me.

I asked for a pen and some paper.

"My dearest Emily,

I received some good and bad news today, but I think it will be great for us in the long run. I can't tell you what it is just yet, but I promise that it will be a big surprise.

Please forgive me for how short this letter is. I will make up for it soon.

I love you so very much."

I was used to the feeling of loss.

Waking up in the hospital, experiencing phantom pains for a limb I will never use again.

It was an endless week of constant pain medication and zero sleep, but I was finally discharged.

My hand shook as I reached to knock on my sister's front door. She opened it just as I made contact with the smooth wood.

"Percy..."

It was a tearful reunion with thousands of apologies. I've never cried so much. I've never been so relieved.

My hands were still shaking when we parted from our hug. She gently wiped tears from my face as she told me how happy she was to see me alive.

"Where's Emily? We have so many things to catch up on."

Her face changed in a way I've never seen from her. It was quickly replaced with a sad smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"She's...not home, Percy."

My face fell then, too. School was out already. Did she have friends that I didn’t know about?

"Could you take me to her?"

I was used to the feeling of loss.

I was not used to the strange, unfamiliar grief that settled into every fiber of my being when my sister led me into the cemetery.

We walked through the endless rows of headstones until we came to my wife's final resting place.

A new headstone sat in the once empty spot beside her.

I crouched down in the dirt and read the inscription on the stone.

"Our dearest Emily, taken from us too soon by pneumonia."

Atop her grave sat a pile of unopened letters. It wasn't until my sister crouched beside me to lay another down that I recognized my hand writing on the front of all of them.

I was used to the feeling of loss.

I'll never be used to this grief.

You’ve just got back from the war after several years. Each day you wrote to your daughter. You came back to find your letters piled on her grave.

[lizascribes]

The Straits of Malacca and Moving On

I recently took a trip to see my dear friend Nurul in Kualar Lumpur, Malaysia, where she's been living for the past few years. She's a working girlie now and I had been on my two month world tour to see old friends and family. This was our state of mind when we met up and went on a long weekend trip to Penang, hoping to get some answers to our heart's most fervent burning questions.

I booked us a spacious Airbnb duplex with floor to ceiling windows that faced the coast, so we woke up to sunrise illuminating the vast expanse of the sea and distant shipping vessels every morning. And across the street stands a grand mosque that glimmers Gatsby green under moonlight. This is where we got answers to our questions.

Nurul getting ready in the Penang airbnb

Before coming to Malaysia I had travelled through the Cambodian cities of Phnom Penh (my home city) and Siem Reap. My time in Phnom Penh were full of painful reminders of how my relationship with my family still needs to grow now that I've grown into my own personhood. But my time in Siem Reap opened my eyes to the possibility of choosing a simple life of love and community.

After a whole evening of heartfelt discussions and revelations, I realized that I needed to move back to Cambodia. My homesickness bubbled up to the surface and so did my distaste for the state of Australia.

Nurul and I were riding on that wavelength of being sick and tired of second-guessing ourselves and letting other's perceptions of us colour our own lived experience of the world. That night we shed all that dead weight off and basked in the sheen of our new skin. Together we glowed pink and purple.

excursions around Penang

So what now?

I'm heading back to Cambodia, but this time I'll be living in Siem Reap. I can't wait to join my weird friends there! It's also a good place to lay low for a while and save some money towards future projects. I was also previously hum-hawing about going back to uni for a politics course, but nah not anymore. I have picked up digital drawing and painting! It's coming together slowly, I'm a great beginner at this and I think a lot of progress can happen in one year! Most importantly, I just feel giddy to get back into the arts scene in Cambodia. I've really missed home.

Thoughts about Melbourne, Australia?

It's alright but it's not for me...

I find it hard to relate to the narratives and ethos here. The people I do relate to are often other immigrants, especially South Asians. I think being an immigrant here takes a certain level of grind-set that I just can't muster up because I don't even see a future for myself in this country. I'll make a separate post about my experiences in Australia because it's a lot to get into.

But my final thoughts are: It was alright, the people are generally nice, but I'm ready to move on and I don't think I'll look back!

I'm ready to go home.

taken in a coffeeshop in Penang

[ewitsren]

Hi sweetie! How are you doing? Hopefully great! So I wanted to request ,when their s/o comes home assulted' but with Haitani brothers (separated) and sanzu? Feel free to ignore my request, have a nice day:)

hey love! i haven't been writing for a while but i hope you'll enjoy this <3

their s/o comes home assaulted ft sanzu, haitani brothers

pairings: haruchiyo sanzu x reader, haitani ran x reader, haitani rindou x reader

tw/cws ⚠️: physical assault, mention of murder, beating up, mention of sexual assault

barrista's note ☕: i love sanzu

#SANZU

he'd been waiting for you to come home for hours, he'd called you countless times and you wouldn't answer. well, sanzu was wandering around on the border of a serious breakdown which could've had negative effects for a lot of people

so when you walked into the room with your clothes ripped off and a suprising amount of blood dripping down from different parts of body, sanzu had to take a moment to process

he looked at you

and he looked at you again because he couldn't believe the sight of you covered in bruises, crying silently in front of him

he even thought this state of you was just a hallucination popped out from one of his worst nightmares and he believed it for a second until he realized he hadn't taken any pills throughout the day

this was real

he approached slowly, scared to hurt you even more unintentionally

"w-who did this? why didn't you call me for help? where the fuck have you even been?"

at first he started off stammering and a second later he was yelling, you could feel the pure anger in his cracking voice

"I DON'T KNOW SANZU! they broke my phone, i couldn't call you!"

the thought of someone hitting your small, fragile body when he was so delicate and careful with it, the image of you laying on the ground in an alley waiting for him to save you had driven sanzu so crazy that he didn't realize you started crying louder when he yelled at you

"i'm sorry angel, i'm sorry. let's clean you up and we'll take care of this later, okay?"

he sits you down and clean your wounds, extremely careful not to hurt you more.

"i know it burns, look at my babygirl not shedding a single tear. you're so strong."

later he runs you a warm bath and listens to you talk about what happened while washing your hair and body, clenching his jaw at every purple bruise he sees on your skin as he thinks about how he is going to enjoy killing the fuckers who'd hurt you

sanzu dresses you up in his clothes hoping it'll make you feel safer

cuddles you to sleep while caressing your hair and doesn't leave your side the whole night

"i'm so sorry i couldn't protect you, y/n. this 's never going to happen again."

#HAITANI RAN

ran was about to call his men to get them looking for you when you stepped into the room wet from the rain, bleeding and bruised

he was worried about you, you should've been home hours ago like you always did and ran had a bad feeling in his gut

unlucky for the both of you, his gut was right

he was about to start yelling and asking who, why, when, where did this to you but he forced himself to calm down for your sake. "let's get you patched up sweetheart."

ran filled the tub with hot water, gets you out of your soaking clothes and started tending to your wounds

"who did this to you?"

his voice came out calm but you knew he was burning up inside with anger

"i d-don't know ran, one of them t-tried to s-strip me..."

ran pats your head as you try to tell him what happened between loud sobbings. he felt his cold anger spreading all around his head, how dare did those fuckers try to undress and touch you? how dare did they hurt your pretty face and delicate body?

"sssh, it's okay darling. this is never going to happen again, okay? i'll protect you."

ran puts you to bed after he makes sure you were all patched and cleaned up

he turns the lights off and holds you in his arms until you fall asleep

"they 'r dead now, they'll never hurt ya again."

#HAITANI RINDOU

just like his big brother, he was about to send his men to look for you

but he drops his phone when you entered the room, covered in blood and bruises.

"y/n what the fuck, are you hurt?"

he rushes to your side, he needs time to process

"where have you been? who the fuck did this to you?"

he sits you down and listens to you while he carefully tends your wounds

his first priority was to make you feel safe, he'd decided to destroy whoever did this to you in the morning

rindou dresses you up in comfortable clothes when he's done patching you up

puts your comfort sitcom on and makes your comfort food

cuddles you to sleep while you watch tv in silence

"no one's gonna hurt you again, darling."

@ewitsren 's work, do not copy or translate in any other platform

[p4rallel-universe]

OMG hi! Can you do Xavier x Satyr male reader who does beautiful floral arrangements

Xavier Thorpe x Satyr! male reader

when brooding Xavier meets a carefree satyr - aka. you, even he's surprised by the connection you made almost instantly

you met when you stumbled upon Xavier's art shed

you were running around the woods, dancing through without a care in the world, when you found the rustic little building

it's kinda weird how you hadn't noticed it before, given how much time you spend outside going anywhere and everything

but you probably just never took notice before, which is a common enough occurance for you

inside you found Xavier, your classmate who'd always kind of just been there

introspective and very intruiging. but still, just there

besides, he'd been dating Bianca up until recently, which was not the type of drama you wanted to involve yourself in

you preferred to just float through life, going off your own feelings and feeling free

Xavier was a bit stand offish initially, this was his private space and he was wary for someone to intrude on that

however, you capture his attention. something about your rugged, wild appearance. the easy, breeze you carried around with you.

he figured you could end up a great muse

and now here you are, different but together

he paints you. a lot

he captures you, existing in the vast forest, or a shimmering lake. he brings it to life

he paints you in his special way that makes you glow off the canvas

he realises you aren't just a "free spirit"

in fact, you can be even more introspective than he is

you're very in touch with life, and he adores it. he wants to reach inside your head and paint your feelings to life in a way that he can understand.

you see a million worlds existing inside a star, a dying flower

you talk to him for hours about the legends of Dionysus, and he thinks deeply about it.

he tries to capture the stories you tell - golden halls, the waters of Greece, grapes and wine, dances. he even gifts you a couple to lay at your altars to the diety.

you're in love with life, and he's in love with that about you.

when he sees what you can do with flowers, he's amazed

he thinks of it as an art form, how you can capture a moment with the right arrangement.

you pick wild flowers and arrange them perfectly. capturing a moment of love in a bouquet. when you gift them to him, his face lights up and you want to find a flower that holds the same beauty.

he keeps them pride of place at his workstation, and he paints every last one so he can never forget every arrangement.

you always have flowers knotted perfectly into your hair, and one day you convince him to let you make him a crown of them.

choosing the softest yellows and purest whites, his long, soft hair is the perfect canvas for your art form of choice.

when he looks in the mirror and realises he is as much your muse as you are his, his deft hands hold your face and he kisses you

it's sort of peaceful and holy, whenever you kiss

aside from all the deep, romantical aspects, it can't be ignored that Xavier is a goofball at heart and after all, you are the life of the party

you can't be the sidekick-creature to the god of partying, sex and wine without having a little a lot of fun

Xavier is surprised by how full of life he becomes with you - he wants to kiss until he can't breathe, he wants to run next to you and never stop running, he could talk forever and think forever and live forever

and, of course, he lets you get him drunk. on numerous occasions

which is really a sight to see

(Xavier is the kind of drunk who goes on long rambles about the dumbest things, then slips in one or two genuinely extremely deep, valuable statements then just goes back to nonsense)

in short - it's possibly the best combination ever, birthed from a chance encounter

A/N - i ADORE this concept so much @thisrequester i love u more than anything ever

[girasollake]

Hi,i really enjoy all your work,you're doing great ✨

Idk if you're taking request now but i just have a little idea and i want to share,but you have all the right to reject it <3

Remember the scene,When Eddie pushes Steve against the wall with the glass bottle but...instead of Steven it is Reader who is pushed because before they going into the shed,they had a bad feeling about it so switches places with Steven and he stay close to kids and Robin,but at the same time kinda (a lot) freak out for see his S/O in danger with a fucking glass bottle close tho them neck

don't hurt her

pairing: steve harrington x gn!reader

type: fluff/angst? i have no idea

warnings: death references?, one swear word

summary: reader switches places with steve when they look for eddie in the shed which leads to them being attacked by him and steve freaking out

a/n: thank you for your request, i hope you'll like this lil blurb!! i'm trying to get to the rest of the requests i have to finish so be patient guys<3

word count: 750

“Are you sure he’s here?” Robin’s voice echoed throughout the empty house.

“He has to be there, keep looking.” Dustin replied.

(Y/n) sighed and turned around to look through the window. They all have been looking for Eddie for who knows how long and they were mad for not finding him yet. (Y/n)’s eyes were scanning the view outside, their gaze was stopped by a light which was placed on the top of the door to the shed.

“Guys?” They asked quietly. “Do you think that maybe he’s there?” They gave a single nod towards the building.

“Worth a shot.” Muttered Steve.

They were all slowly walking towards the shed, Steve was in front of everyone which meant he was the first to put this hand on the handle but before he opened the door (Y/n) spoke up.

“Wait. Can you stand behind me? I want you to protect the others in case something happens, I’ll go first.”

“Are you sure? It’s Eddie, I doubt there is something to be afraid of.” He snickered.

“Just do it.” They rolled their eyes and pushed the door open. “Eddie? You there?”

“Eddie it’s Dustin! We are here to help!” His eyes were spinning all over the room, he really wanted to find his friend. “Eddieeeeeee!”

(Y/n) took an oar and started poking the blue cover laying on the boat.

“What are you doing?” Dustin hissed. “Just take it off!”

“If you’re so brave then you do it! I’m not risking shit.” Dustin didn’t reply, he didn’t even move from his spot. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” (Y/n) wanted to poke the sheet again but someone jumped out of the boat and pinned them to the wooden wall.

“Eddie don’t!” Dustin screamed.

(Y/n) felt something sharp touching their neck, the oar still in their hand. They were breathing heavily, a bit scared of this object touching them, it was probably a knife or a broken bottle, they couldn’t tell since their eyes were flicking between Eddie’s face, Steve, Dustin and the ceiling. Meanwhile Steve was shitting his pants, he was so scared that something would happen to (Y/n), he wished he hadn’t agreed to their proposition of switching places.

“Man, please let them go, we are here to help.” Steve said calmly and took a step forward.

“Stay back!” Yelled Eddie, the sharp object pressing slightly harder to (Y/n)’s neck.

“Fuck listen, can we just talk? Please let them go.” Steve begged.

“Eddie, we are here to help! Put the bottle down! (Y/n) drop the oar!” Dustin spoke up, his hands in front of him to give Eddie some kind of reassurance. (Y/n) dropped the oar, Eddie on the other hand was still holding the bottle, even more tightly. “These are my friends Eddie, we are not here to do you any harm.”

“Yeah, no harm.” Said (Y/n) quietly.

“Eddie! We wanna help, I swear on my MOTHER.”

“Yeah, mhm, Dustin’s mother.” Whispered (Y/n).

“Dustin’s mother!” The rest of them spoke up while nodding their heads.

Eddie’s eyes flickered between the group and (Y/n) a couple of times before he let go of them. Steve was at their side in a split second and took (Y/n)’s head into his hands.

“Hey, hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine Stevie.” They mumbled. “You always attack people who wanna help?” They turned to Eddie, their hand softly massaging their throat.

“Better safe than sorry.” He said.

“Fair point.” (Y/n) smirked at him. “You’re forgiven.”

He reciprocated the smile, then Dustin approached him to talk and explain some things to him.

“(Y/n) can we talk outside?” Steve whispered to their ear.

They nodded and took his hand to take him out of the shed walking a couple metres away in hopes to have a conversation which wouldn’t be interrupted by Dustin or worse, Robin.

“Why are you so reckless? You could’ve died! None of this would happen if I was in your place.”

“Steve you would have been pushed against that wall just like me, you know it.” They sighed. “Besides, it doesn’t matter now, does it? The only thing that matters is that we found him and that I am very much alive.” (Y/n) smiled at him.

“I know but…”

“Shush! Come here.” They pulled him into a tight hug. “I am not leaving you so soon, prepare for years of torture with me by your side.”

“I’ll gladly take years of torture with you than not have you here at all.” He mumbled into their hair.

 “You’re cute when you’re worried.”

“Oh shut up.” He mumbled and walked back towards the shed, smirking (Y/n) following his steps.

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[paintato]

Tato what’s your favorite like scene idea or whatever (idk how to word it im high) between Wenclair? Like mine is Wednesday being super romantic like Gomez lol

Oh boy. That’s a hard question to answer honestly. You have the ones that show the different dynamics of the two. Then the ones that show how well they fit together like puzzle pieces.

I enjoy scenes where Wednesday lets Enid into her space. Lowering the walls she’s built to keep everyone at a distance. Only to let this bubbly werewolf step all over it. Embracing the chaos that is Enid. Her own preferred method of torture.

Scenes where Wednesday taunts and teases Enid give me life. For instance the first chapter or two of “The Ghost in your videos” Enids just a bumbling mess. Her suffering is delicious.

The reverse is also enjoyable. Wednesday is touch starved all to hell. So I like to think that makes her more sensitive to touch then most people. So when Enid finally steps up to meet Wednesdays challenges she proceeds to melt like butter at Enid being the dominant one.

Scenes where Wednesday is laid back in bed maybe reading an Enid crawls into her lap arms over the girls legs head resting in her lap. Wednesdays got her big hoodie on so there’s no risk of skin contact. So it doesn’t set her on edge, it’s comfortable. Domestic. She’s a cold person, but for Enid she craves the warmth.

Enid speaking Greek to Wednesday, is a head cannon I enjoy. Especially sense it’s collectively decided Greek is a language that Wednesday doesn’t speak. So hearing Enid who she considers a pretty bumbling full speak a language fluently just crawls under her skin and makes itself at home in a nice way. The “Language Barriers” fic is a good representation of that.

I like the head cannon that Wednesday has always been obsessed with werewolves. So getting to look closely at Enids fangs and claws is a #1 priority for her sometimes. To the point where she fantasizes about Enid biting her.

Anything involving the Gomezification of Wednesday Addams. Except not as played up as Gomez. Gomez is all about grand gestures of love, kissing up the arm, physical touch, close proximity. For Wednesday it would holding Enids hand but only the pinkies. Or letting Enid hold the bottom of her shirt as they walked. Letting her braid her hair. Enids got that werewolf strength so at times when Enid really needs a pick me up she’ll just say fuck it an jump into the blondes arms, Enid loves to hold her an carey her around the dorm/apartment. It calms her more then talking sometimes. Then when it comes to words, it would be poems, love letters. Not dark and chilling like some people assume. But a honest heart put on paper type of writing. Wednesday isn’t great with emotions she shoves them down and locks away the key. Her talent lays in her understanding of words and how to weave them together. I played with this a lot in my Beauty and the Beast Fic. Using poems to shed light on the Goths mind set since hiding her feelings that she defiantly pretends not to have is the crowning achievement. She struggles to say what she feels. But when she writes the emotions it’s like watching a painter create a masterpiece.

Those are the main ones i can think of off the top of my head. I always forget anything involving questions people ask. Dx I’ll remember everything I could of said in about 4 hours.

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕

Hiii I don't know if you take request but can i request like a chris evans x reader like the reader and chris are married and chris is having a bad day or something so chris go out to the pub and go home drunk and its been going for 3 days and the reader and chris has a 6year old and the reader have been doing all the work and taking care of they're daughter and they're daughter miss chris bc chris is never home and just go home until 12 or 2 in the morning or if chris is home he never play with her daughter and they're daughter is sad abt it bc they're daughter though chris doesn't love her anymore and chris miss her play in school even though chris promise so that day when chris miss her daughter's play the reader confront chris abt it and chris said he doesn't care abt his daughter and he said he didn't know why he married the reader bc she's clingy but chris didn't know that they're daughter heard what chris said abt her and chris didn't know also that the reader is 6-7 weeks pregnant and the reader and chris heard they're daughter sob and that moment chris realize it all his mistakes? and apologize to them idk if this make sense and im sorry if this is so longg, thank you in advance stay safe! <3

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔, 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕

--

"What did you say?" You stood in front of Chris, your heart breaking in your chest. The both of you were in the middle of a fight and chris side something you never thought he would ever think about saying.

It all started a few weeks ago. Chris has been away, going straight to the bar right after working. He didn't come back home till 12am leaving your 6 year old wondering if she was loved by him.

Two weeks prior

You heard the front door open as you laid in bed. Sighing, you looked over at the clock seeing that it was almost one am. This was the third time this week.

You sat up as you heard Chris footsteps approaching. The door swung open revealing Chris. "Where have you been?" You questioned. Chris approached the bed, he didn't even glance at you. The smell of alcohol filled the air telling you where he was all day.

"out." Chris began to pull off his Jacket. You rolled your eyes, "out... Where? You smell like alcohol, have you been at the bar?"

Chris rolled his eyes, "y/n, get off my back. Every day I come back you question me." He threw his coat to the floor before he walked out of the room. You don't know where he was going nor did you care at this point. He was being a huge dick right now and you hope he snaps out of it.

*

The next morning you woke to your alarm clock. You pressed snooze, shutting off the annoying sound. You let out a stretch as you turned around. Chris wasn't on his side of the bed, the blanket were pulled back, a empty cold space was there. You sighed as you kicked the covers off your body. You weren't even going to think about Chris, all you were worried about was your daughter isabella, and getting her ready for school.

The door slightly creaked as you pushed it open. You saw isabella sleeping soundly in her bed, her princess blankets covering her so well.

You walked straight to the window, opening the curtains before shaking isabella awake. "Time to get up honey."

Isabella stirred, she peered at you before a smile creeped on her face. She's been doing that ever since she was a little peanut, smiling every time she saw you and Chris. It was so sweet and it made you very happy.

"hi mommy. She pushed the blanket back letting out a big stretch. "Good morning bug. You ready to get ready for school?"

Isabella nodded, "yeah."

"okay, then let's go."

*

Isabella sat at the table eating her cereal. You were preparing her lunch for her when she asked you a question. "Mommy, why is daddy never home?"

You looked up at her; you weren't sure what to say. "Umm.. he has a lot of work to do and he has to be away so yeah, that's why he's never home." Isabella nodded, "okay, I'm done with my cereal." She Hopped out of her chair and walked over to you. "Okay, I got your lunch for you, you get your backpack and let's go."

Isabella grabbed her backpack off of the couch before you both were on your way to her school.

*

After dropping isabella off, you were on your way. You had an doctors appointment due to feeling Nauseous and throwing up everything you ate.

You pulled into the parking lot, parking your car in an open space. You shut off the car before you got out and made your way In. It wasn't packed which was nice.

You filled out the information you needed to before you turned it back in and waited.

It was a 15 minute wait before your name was called. You walked back with the doctor who also found out you were having isabella.

"How have you been?" She asked walking into the room after you. "I've been great." She mumbled a nice before logging into her computer. "How has isabella been? She is 6 now right?"

You nodded as you smiled. "Yes, a happy, energetic 6 year old." The doctor laughed, "that's amazing. Okay I'm going to get an ultrasound because you may be pregnant from the symptoms you've told me. So I'm going to need you to lay down and lift your shirt."

You mumbled an ok doing what she said. In that moment you grew nervous.

She placed cold gel on your stomach before placing the wand on it. It took some time before she found the baby on the monitor.

"you are pregnant Mrs Evans." She said turning to you. You clasped your hands over your mouth as you eyes filled with tears. "Oh my gosh." You sniffed "I can't believe it."

Your doctor wiped the gel off and congratulated you. You thanked her. She gave you some information for a healthy pregnancy before she let you go your own way. You got in your car and shed some tears. You were extremely happy.

*

Later that day you picked up isabella. As you stood outside waiting for her you couldn't help but think about isabella having a little brother or sister.

"mommy!"

You snapped out of your daze as you saw isabella running towards you. "Hi honey." You said as you kneeled down to her height. She wrapped her arms around you giving you a big hug. "Did you have a good day?"

Isabella pulled away, "yeah! I going to be in a play." She pulled away and handed you the paper that was in her hand. "The wizard of oz. Honey I'm so proud of you." You stood up and took her hand led her back to the car.

"I can't wait to tell daddy." Isabella said. Your stomach did a little flip. You forgot about Chris. "Yeah, how about I call him and you tell him?"

Isabella nodded, "okay." You got her in the car before you did. You pulled your phone out a dialed chris' number. It rung a few times before Chris picked.

"hi." Chris said. He didn't smile like he used to you noticed. You ignored that, "um isabella has something to tell you." You passed the phone back to isabella.

"hi daddy!" Isabella smiled at Chris through the phone. Chris laughed, "hi bub, what do you have to tell me?"

"I got to tell you I'm going to be in a play."

Chris gasped, "that's amazing baby." Isabella laughed agreeing. "Are you going to be there?"

There was a brief silence before Chris spoke. "Yeah, of course. I promise."

Present day

Your legs bounced as you looked around the crowd room. It was the day of isabella's play. You were waiting for Chris who said he would be there. The play was about to start but he was nowhere to be seen.

"you sighed softly as you looked down at your phone. You kept texting him but there was no response. Your frustration was growing. If he misses this it would be the worse thing ever.

You sat back in your seat trying to relax. Even if he didn't come, you were there for isabella.

·

Chris didn't come and they play soon started. You watched as she did her acting. She was amazing, a little star in the making.

When it was over you went backstage to pick her up. "Mommy did I do a good job?" She asked you. "You did an amazing job." Isabella smiled. "Thanks... Where's day?" She asked looking around. You felt your heart sink in your chest, you didn't want to hurt her feeling but you had to tell her.

"hes not her baby. I'm sorry." Isabella eyes started to fill with tears, "why?" You pulled her into a hug. "I don't know honey but the only thing that matters is that you did an amazing job and I'm very proud of you okay?"

You pulled away and wiped her stray tear away. "Okay." You stood up, "um let's go. We going to go to a restaurant since you did so good." Isabella laughed, "yay."

-

You and isabella had a nice dinner, just the two of you. Even though she was very smiley, you can see the pain in her eyes. You felt guilty even though it wasn't even your fault. You were getting sick of Chris not being there, it was time to confront him.

After putting isabella to bed, you waited for him. Just like other nights he came home around 12am. As you heard the door open you walked to the foyer, your arms crossed over your chest, and a frown on your face.

Chris shut the door before turning around. When he saw you he sighed.

"are you fucking kidding me?" You said. Chris looked at you, "what?"

You scoffed, "you missed isabella's play. You promised you would be there and you fucking broke it."

"oh y/n, fuck off with your bullshit. I wish I never fucking married you. And you know what forget isabella, I don't care about her stupid play. You both have been down my throat for weeks, I wish I didn't know you two."

You breath was caught in your throat as he said those things. "What did you say?" You looked at him, your blood boiling and your heart was breaking.

Chris was about to speak again but you were interrupted by a cry. You looked up the stairs seeing isabella. She was crying, she heard everything. She ran back to her room leaving you and Chris. You could stop the tears forming in your eyes.

You turned back to Chris. "Fuck you, you're disgusting." You ran up the stairs going to get isabella. You weren't going to spend the night here, you just couldn't. You took isabella with you to a hotel leaving Chris in your house.

As hours went on and Chris sobered up his words ate at him. He sat on the kitchen floor crying to himself. "What the fuck have I just done?"

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I'm going to make it two parts. I'll get to writing the next. Sorry it's kinda harsh

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[fernweh-writes]

Hey... ehhh... me again...👀

Like, I just got a real bad sunburn because I was with my BFF in her pool for like 5h without sunprotection, and the sunburn I got because Of it is like for real straight up Painfull as shit so I thought how would the slasher react to their S/O getting a really bad sunburn and how would they help her??

So yeah sorry if I should annoy you with my requests👉👈

This is a very cute idea but also please wear sunscreen. Those UV rays are no joke bestie. If you got a green thumb, or even don’t, aloe plants are also great investments. Please stay safe luv!

-Fern

Slashers x S/O With A Sunburn

Michael Myers

Michael doesn’t get sun burnt all that often. He keeps all of his skin covered when he is outside and the rest of his time is spent indoors. Although he does remember getting sunburns when he was younger and remembers that they were not fun. So he does his best to help, but doesn’t really know how.

It’s Michael and of course he’s always curious, especially about pain. Sorry y/n, he is going to poke your sunburn to see how you’ll react.

However, he does bring you a lot of water to make sure you stay hydrated. He may not know how to treat a sunburn but he does know being in the sun that long can cause dehydration.

Michael would also be amused by how red you get if you’re pale. He is also grossed out by your skin peeling when you start to heal. You look like a shedding reptile and he is not a fan.

Bo Sinclair

Literally will not shut up about how you should know to wear sunscreen or avoid being in the sun for that long. Simultaneously calls sunscreen “bitch spray” though.

Bo is more than willing to help you rub aloe on the places you can’t reach though. We all know he’s perverted and loves to make dirty jokes so it’s perfect for him. “You know, you didn’t need an excuse for me to touch ya darlin’, you coulda just asked.”

Picks at you when the cold gel makes you hiss and flinch away. Bo would also be the one who wouldn’t use enough aloe so him touching your skin feels like hell.

Would 100% try to sneak his hands from your back further down to your ass. If he’s gonna spend time helping you he expects to be paid with a handful of ass.

Vincent Sinclair

Honestly, Vincent has probably forgotten what a sunburn feels like. He rarely ever leaves the house, or even the basement, so he hasn’t been outside long enough to get burnt.

Pities you and how miserable you look squirming around trying to keep your clothes from touching you. Would let you take the sheet off of the bed and just wrap it around you.

He’s the closest thing Ambrose has to a doctor and is the most capable of helping you. Makes sure to keep aloe on your skin and constantly reminds you to drink water.

Don’t get me wrong, Vincent really does pity you but when you hop in the shower and holler he can’t help but laugh to himself. You knew better than to just hop right in like that.

Thomas Hewitt

Wouldn’t be much help with the healing part but he does take over your chores so that you can rest and heal. A sunburn that bad definitely brings some exhaustion along with it.

Luda Mae knows plenty of home remedies and is very familiar with all sorts of ailments the Texas heat inflicts. She’ll have you feeling better in no time.

Hoyt would definitely try and smack your sunburn. Death glares from Tommy and threats from Luda Mae are the only things saving you. He knows Thomas would kill him so he does his best to not.

Thomas would feel bad that he can’t help you out much. Would also be embarrassed to find you wearing little to no clothing since clothes are very uncomfortable. He would freak out and be very flustered.

Brahms Heelshire

Watches you suffer.

If you had followed the rules and not left the house y/n, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place now would it? But no, you just had to neglect the rules AND the meticulous schedule he had so carefully crafted. How rude.

After watching you for a little bit though Brahms begins to feel bad for you. You look so sad and miserable trying so hard to get comfortable and failing. He watches you try and fail to sleep much that night and lets you rest for a little bit but that’s the most you’re going to get from him.

He definitely isn’t going to complain if you decide to not wear clothes around your room. It’s a better view for him to watch through the walls and he is definitely going to enjoy the show. And you sleep on top of the covers? Maybe he should let you get sunburnt more often.

Billy Loomis

You want him to rub aloe on your back? Oh no worries, he’ll do your whole body for you. No really y/n, he insists, please let him rub his hands all over you.

He really does feel bad for you, he just does a bad job of showing it. Billy won’t do much unless you specifically ask him to. But he does make sure you stay hydrated after being out in the sun.

He will turn the shower on for you and make sure that the water is anything but hot. Also makes sure the water pressure isn’t turned up so the water cannot attack your burned skin.

Refers to your peeling as shedding and is very grossed out by it. Don’t shed on his furniture, or his clothes, or his anything. Keep your skin to yourself please.

Stu Macher

Goes out and buys any and every aloe product he can find. He doesn’t want to see you in pain.

That being said he does seem to enjoy poking your sunburn. If you ask, he couldn’t tell you why. Maybe he just enjoys seeing you in mild pain, who knows.

Is more than okay with rubbing aloe on your back but he puts on way to much no it’s going to take forever to dry. His genius idea is for you to sit in front of a fan but then you just freeze. RIP y/n, you can’t win.

Stays by your side and fetches anything you need so that you don’t have to move after you finally found a way to sit or lay that is comfortable and doesn’t hurt.

Jesse Cromeans

He wouldn’t let you get burnt in the first place. Jesse watches you any time you’re outside and constantly reminds you to put on sunscreen. If he can’t be with you, you’ll receive constant reminders to reapply sunscreen when it’s time.

Also invests in really good sunscreen that won’t come off in the water. That way, you can swim in peace and not worry about getting burnt while in the water.

If you do happen to get burnt, don’t worry he buys top of the line aloe products and helps you apply it all over. You also won’t have to worry about the sheets rubbing and scratching you since he once again buys only the best of the best.

Makes sure you drink plenty of water as well. He can’t have you getting dehydrated and passing out on him. Not like he wouldn’t pay for one of those IV bags even if you did.

Asa Emory

It would take you getting burnt once for him to become over protective. He’ll constantly remind you to wear sunscreen but overall just tries to keep you out of the sun.

Don’t make him have to lock you in that hotel so that you can’t get sunburnt. Asa won’t hesitate to do so if he feels that it is necessary. After all, he has to keep his most prized piece of his collection in good condition.

This man is a sadist. He enjoys using your sunburn to inflict more pain upon you. Don’t think he won’t degrade you for “not knowing how to take care of yourself.”

Honestly it just furthers his belief that you need him to protect you and keep you safe. You’re pathetic, you can’t even stop yourself from getting sunburnt. What would you ever do without him to keep you safe?