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darl-ingfics · 3 days ago

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Hi I am the anon that asked for the headcanons, honestly just go wild with your favorite headcanons I don’t mind honestly

Alright, because I get to do what I want, Imma give you SHINee first cause the likelihood I'll get asked for them is low (and there’s only 5 of them, so easier!) This is the style you can expect moving forward!!!

How They Act When Sick - SHINee

Onew/Jinki

Strongest immune system of the group. If a cold takes the average person 5-7 days to kick, Jinki's body will body that virus in 24-48 hours. BUT when he DOES actually get sick, he goes down HARD

But he will just throw on a mask and keep working until he physically can't. Usually goes under the radar too - it's not like he's hiding or denying being sick, it's just that no one asked and it hasn’t interfered with his schedules so he didn't say anything.

Usually ends up crashing, though - will hit a point where his body goes all weak and achy, constantly cold.

But does not complain. And if Jinki DOES ever complain, everyone shuts the hell up and listens.

While he's normally the deepest sleeper of the group, something about a low-grade fever makes him unable to fall asleep and it is so frustrating for him and sad for the rest of the group to watch. They have learned that if someone forcibly cuddles him, he'll pass out.

Does not like being coddled or having others do things for him - hates being a burden/center of attention. He will ask for help or cuddles on his own terms. The members have also learned how to phrase things so Jinki feels like he’s in control when he’s actually playing right into their hands.

Most prone to upper respiratory infections that settle in his chest, and he often ends up losing his voice from coughing so much.

Goes back and forth between wanting to be alone and with his members, absorbing their shenanigans from the sidelines. Usually too sleepy and out of it to participate, but it comforts him to be with them.

Jonghyun

'Weakest' immune system of the group, but that's still above average in terms of, like, the general population. It also doesn't help that he is hyper-sympathetic whenever any of his members/friends/family are sick, and will not say no to being cuddled. Too good for his own good.

Most prone to upper respiratory infections that settle in his head.

Can be counted on to have all the usual sick person supplies on him on a normal day anyway. Can go through several bags of cough drops when sick. Is not picky about flavor but may cry if given the menthol ones.

Finds it difficult to sleep, no matter the illness. His body feels wrong, and he can't get comfy. Can usually be found watching TV on the couch at all hours of the night, watching Studio Ghibili films.

Another reason he often ends up on the couch: has been known to sleep walk AND talk when feverish.

Also constantly cold. Blanket capes and sweatshirt hoods pulled tight around his head are usually the clearest indicator that he’s not feeling good.

Jonghyun is a known clothing stealer because "your hoodie's warmer!" Sweater paws for days.

Hates being alone, and just wants to be close to his members. Doesn’t need to be cuddling, per se, he just doesn’t want to be left out.

Takes the time he needs to rest and recover like a responsible adult. (He rubs that fact in the younger members’ faces frequently since they, more often than not, fight rest.)

Key/Kibum

The most germaphobic member. And the Google medical expert/hypochondriac.

Absolutely irate about getting sick every time and makes it EVERYONE'S problem. (And usually finds a way to blame Minho.)

The kind of sickie who gets the slightest sore throat one day, and has full on bronchitis when he wakes up the next. Illness hits him fast and hard.

Looks ill. No matter what he does, Kibum’s body absolutely gives him away: pallid skin, flushed cheeks, red and shadowed eyes, etc.

Professional in public if he has to work/perform, but whiny and moody when in private with those he trusts. Snarky comments abound.

Needs to be forcibly manhandled and often threatened to stay home. Also usually requires a babysitter or chaperone to make sure he actually rests (Taemin is not good at this role. Jonghyun also caves easily, but he's better than Taemin. Jinki and Minho don't stand for any of Kibum's shit, and neither does Taeyeon, who is the ULTIMATE threat in these scenarios.)

Cannot. Stop. Shivering. It is PITIFUL.

Once he’s been put to bed, Kibum’s will to fight evaporates, and he just wants to sleep and snuggle, but not really cause he doesn’t want to spread his germs. He will usually ask his members for their hoodies or blankets so he has their presence around him without risking anything.

Tries all of the DIY remedies he finds on the internet, no matter how outlandish. Kibum doesn't give a shit if it's pseudoscience or even absolutely nonsense - if there is any chance it will end this nightmare, it's worth a shot.

Minho

Either "I'm completely fine, what are you talking about?" or "I would like to dictate to you my last will and testament."

Still works out if he can, insisting that light exercise helps you fight infection (which is true. But “light” means different things to Minho)

The only one who isn’t automatically chilled when he gets sick. Runs hot on a normal day, so he tends to get higher fevers that absolutely wipe him out. And make him want his shirt off constantly - he is rarely allowed to do so, though. The others just don't understand how badly he needs to remove his skin from his body.

Absolutely no filter - the fever + cold medicine make him the silliest goose ever. Will say whatever he is thinking. It is glorious.

Can (and does) fall asleep anywhere. Snores like a jackhammer too whenever he’s congested.

Loudest sneeze known to man, and he DOES feel bad about it and has apologized several times (

Wants to be held and tended to, but not babied. There’s a fine line.

Not good at distinguishing when he's about to throw up. The others have learned his signs, though, because they are NOT cleaning that up if they don’t have to.

Constantly thanking anyone who even just asks how he's feeling. So overwhelmed with love and gratitude when shown compassion, which his members find adorable because “Minho, you know we love you, this isn’t new.” Compliments people even more freely than usual. He just wants his loved ones to know how much he appreciates them.

Taemin

Like Key, he is SO professional in public when he has to work while sick. But when he's with people he trusts, ESPECIALLY his members, he becomes so whiny and pitiful.

A sick Taemin is either the ‘be nice to me I’m sick’ annoying cutie that everyone bends to, or an absolute emotional wreck that needs to be held 24/7. Usually, the more serious the illness, the more sad he is.

Stage 5 clinger. There is a roughly 80-90% chance that Taemin will drag at least two other members down with him whenever he gets sick because he just starfishes onto whoever will let him.

Also constantly cold. AND constantly confused. He finds it hard to focus, especially when congested, so he will ask 'huh' and 'what' on a constant loop.

The most prone to migraines in the group, and a headache is usually his tell when he’s coming down with something.

Unless the medicine specifically says 'non-drowsy,' it will put him to sleep. The members have drugged him before by mixing nighttime cold meds into tea so he doesn't notice it. Works like a charm to this day. Taemin even KNOWS they do this to him, yet still trusts every time that 'well, THIS time's probably different.'

Pickiest about things. Tea, meds, cough drops, popsicles, etc. all have to be certain flavors or he will not partake. It’s annoying, but the members have learned his ways at this point.

Slightly emetophobic, so that's really fun. Cause the members never know if he’s gonna be ‘whatever, it happens’ about throwing up, or if he’s gonna have a panic attack.

If he’s alone or at solo schedules, Taemin will call and text his mom AND his members constantly when he doesn’t feel well, complaining about his day and looking for reassurance. He just hates being alone.

#darling headcanons #shinee headcanons #Shinee sickfic #shinee sick #sickie onew #sickie jonghyun #sickie key #sickie minho #sickie taemin

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rhia-the-georgina-enthusiast · 7 months ago

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AU Headcannons of the the Day part 2: Giulietta Capecchi ✨

• Giulietta's life is similar to the game but.....Has a troubled relationship with her parents (except her sister). She was always trying her best to make them proud to her, but sometimes, they are really strict to her, and feels that she failed to make them proud.

• Giulietta loves fashions! Giulietta even tried to making dresses of her own, but it takes some time for her to practice making them, but her skills are slowly improving. She even pick or chooses the right ones that fits for attending some fancy events or etc.

• Giulietta loves drawing. She has draw several sketches on her notebooks and can also made some few paintings. She even draw with her sister Lucrezia, or Philomena, and spent hours of sketching and painting. Giulietta also wants to learn drawing realism too, but she knows that it takes some time to improve her arts skills.

• Here in my AU where Giulietta and Philomena's friendship will never fell out. Philomena feels she cannot do anything fun without her. And that's why their friendship always stays forever (I hate that PS just broke up their friendship).

• She and Lucrezia had a strong sisterly bond. They're always been playing together, walking some cities in Concordia including the whole Elysium Fields, having a harmless playful fight sometimes, but what most always do together is having a picnic.

• When she was a little girl, Giulietta was hiding at Georgina's prospect gardens, crying behind the oak tree. This is where she met Georgina, and Georgina's instincts kick in because she saw her crying with some wounds on her arms, so she decided to take Giulietta inside and clean her wounds with care.

• Giulietta views Georgina as a "mother figure" because of how she treated her very kindly than Franca. She also got learned to do cross-stitch, crochet, and embroidery by her, and also learned to floral arrangements so that's why Giulietta won the flower arrangement contest. Georgina also teaches Giulietta to draw realism too, because Georgina is a very excellent at drawing too so she decided to teach her step by step. Sometimes she also gives Giulietta some fancy dresses even though Giulietta feela it's kinda embarrasing to wear.

• She and Seamus had a first meet during he was delivering some invitations for Mr. Alastor's parties, Giulietta and Seamus spending some time together in other parts in Elysium Fields like planning some secret dates, enjoying some peaceful moments in the shores of Elysium Fields.

Fun Facts:

• I headcanon Giulietta's birthday is 2/11/1878

• Giulietta loves reading history

• hates long legged spiders(especially the huntsman)

• A pet lover. She loves both cats and dogs

FINALLY I FINISHED HER AU HEADCANONS!!😵😵 Sorry guys if it's too long for me to finished cuz of my loss motivations, for me kinda weird for thinking and making her headcannons, so that's all....

(Imma do Georgina next 😵)

#criminal case #criminal case mysteries of the past #giulietta capecchi #I think I make it very weird

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r0yalgrimmartz · 1 year ago

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Kore and Chazz in the year 2024,,,

Since yugioh GX is set in like 2004 at the start of the series and they're like 15-16 there, so like 35-36 (oh JESUS), and I think Chazz and Kore might be married at this point here. Idk mainly because I personally think it would take them a while to get married mainly cause Kore was not exactly one to be in a rush to get married. AND I COULDN'T BE BOTHERED TO SKETCH FUTURE DESIGNS IMMA CRY!!!

But here are some ideas my brain was scrambling:

⚡️ Chazz is a world famous pro duelist basically at this point, absolutely knocking it out of the park. He's finally where he feels like he's meant to be, yet without his brothers help. However, he's somewhat mellowed out as he's gotten much older, but his old personality still lingers. He's still The Chazz we all know and love at heart.

[MORE SHIT UNDER TO READ]

⭐️ Kore does also funny enough become a pro duelist, however that is somewhat a bit later yet she's managing just fine. Chazz is somewhat responsible for helping funding her (that was before they confessed the feelings but shhh).

⚡️ They currently have three kids (idk how the fuck they even agreed to three), with Kore being the fun and exciting parent but knows when to be stern and mature when things get a bit serious. Chazz is surprisingly the somewhat stern parent, however he's a great listener if his kids have problems and is better at giving advice. Plus he might let them get away with a few things it's all good.

⭐️ Kore absolutely misuses modern day internet slang so bad. She has tried this with her kids. Her kids are absolutely embarrassed. Chazz does not even bother, he's just confused. Like wtf is "GYATT"???

⚡️ Chazz ends up needing fucking reading glasses, his vision when reading up close got worse-

⭐️ For all Kore is the physically affectionate one, Chazz has to initiate the affection and love since...Kore forgets. This man just waiting for a smooch as she just obliviously walks past.

⚡️ I am not entirely sure what Chazz's relationship with his brothers would be currently, since originally I had it where they absolutely do not speak to one another. But, maybe they all met up once just to have a brief catch up??? As unrealistic as it sounds, but maybe after that they just all go seperate ways.

⭐️ Kore gets married to Chazz around the age of 29-30. Mainly because Kore and Chazz didn't see each other again till they were like 23-24, but it was mainly Chazz trying to initiate trying to form a bond again (ends up being a romantic bond). Chazz literally tried proposing to her several times and this dumb bitch was like "ehhhh can we hold it off till next year and ask me that again?" Then after a few attempts Chazz just did one last attempt out of frustration probably outside of a gas station and she just was like "hmmmmmmm okay sure <3 But could you put 20 on number 4- " Yeah. Very...romantic.

⚡️ Chazz cannot drive for shit. Kore is the designated driver. Currently has been trying to learn thanks to Kore but he kinda just says fuck it and goes. Nine times outta ten nearly crashes into the side of someone's car.

⭐️ Shopping trips tend to be a nightmare, mainly because Kore wanders off, and Chazz is fighting for his life on trying to find out where tf his spouse just fucked off to. Kore is found wanting to buy several mugs she found cute. Chazz is scolding her like a fucking parent and dragging her back to the shopping cart.

⚡️ Adding onto shopping nightmares, I feel like Chazz still is like "we getting the finer brands" and Kore on the other hand is like "yeah but they have a three for one sale- " then it ends with Chazz forcing the finer brands into the shopping cart. He's paying for the shopping tho so win win???

⭐️ Kore has dragged Chazz out for late night car rides a couple of times. Both going on late night drives, and getting food from drive throughs. Sometimes they'll park somewhere quiet and just chill on the car bonnet and watch the stars. It's a lame as it sounds, but Chazz just sorta let's Kore. I feel like Chazz does enjoy dumb things like these, granted not wanting to be woken up at stupid hours of the morning, but they kinda just star gaze and ramble on dumb shit or problems they're just feeling.

⚡️ Chazz I don't imagine is the most affectionate person during the series of GX, but thanks to Kore's gentle affection and her being slow and steady with Chazz, he grows more affectionate over time. Doing little things like hand holding, leaning against one another while they're sitting, Chazz constantly keeping Kore close - mainly so she doesn't wander off - or small brief head pats in public.

⭐️ Kore doesn't have much identity issues compared to the shit that happened after Season 3 of GX, but now and then I feel as if after what she's gone through she still struggles with her own image and doubts on who she is. Cause ya know, being used as some sort of sacrifice to be rebirthed as some horrifying deity close monster like some shit outta Fear & Hunger meanwhile your other friends are dead and your other friend is some Supreme King and there's some non-binary dragon monster spirit- Yeah that shit crazy. But Chazz does try help reassuring Kore a lot. She might still have the odd nightmares but Chazz immediately hugs her close and let's her silently cry it out. Once she's calm they'll chat after or unless Kore is that tired, then she'll doze back off.

⚡️ Idk why...but I feel like Chazz is somewhat the type of motherfucker that's like "you kids don't know how good you have it these days" or like "they don't Duel like how they used to" idk but it plays on my mind.

⭐️ Kore worries about how she raises her kids, as she doesn't want to cause strain or pressure on them like how her mother used to push her to be the best along with her siblings. Same with Chazz, he worries about how he raises his kids but he's a bit more self aware and doesn't hold unrealistic standards like his brothers did on him.

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As for like their kids, I doubt they'll ever be sketched. Originally I didn't think they'd have any due to their like fear of how they'd raise them. But I've pondered so just in case, then here even tho it really isn't relevant (both English and Japanese names):

🥀 Kenji Manjoume/Kaden Princeton

- First child

- Golden child yee yaw ass

- Gifted then severely burnt out in later years.

- Very soft and sweet wee lil' boy, grows to be a severely tired and irritable man.

- WhoreTM

- Top buttons on shirt always undone, cleavage. Slut behavior.

- Dramatic af, Kardashian style break down if shit doesn't go his way.

- Needs therapy but won't go. Says he's fine. Is not fine.

- Probably Bisexual. Man leaning.

- Fave ice cream: Cookie Dough.

💎 Himari Manjoume/Harper Princeton

- Second child

- Actually was planned. Ended up being a nightmare child (feral gremlin).

- Was the cutest baby, but underneath would attempt to set someone on fire.

- Tried cutting Atticus' hair once. In his sleep.

- Very chill in later years.

- Quiet and intimidating looking which makes people fear her (is actually super shy and easily flustered someone talk to her).

- Lifts. Has been passed down the beef genes (thanks to Kore and Riley's papa <3).

- Absolutely spoiled by Chazz when she was little. Deffo some form of Daddy's girl surprisingly....

- Can now easily pick up Chazz in later years. She strong. That ain't yo lil' girl Chazz you raised King Kong. Still loves her tho. Just is startled at how she can easily pick him up.

- Literally a beast duelist. Yet fumbles when her crush talks to her.

- Likes to dress very feminine. Very into skin and hair products.

- Very into girl's....is shy to even ask out.

- Fave ice cream: Mint chocolate chip.

✨️ Ekou Manjoume/Elijah Princeton

- Third child.

- Ultimate accidental child.

- Actually the most chilled baby to raise.

- Yet found ways to get into places he shouldn't like the balcony, cupboards, under the bed, on top of the closet,,?

- Very soft and shy little bab, a full on enthusiastic dumbass in later years.

- Zero braincells.

- Surprisingly academically super smart. Yet lacks common sense at times.

- Acts very flamboyant. Yet has ultimate rizz. Doesn't even realise he has rizz, he's a fucking idiot-

- Somewhat looks more like Chazz. Hilariously. Yet has more of Kore's enthusiasm and her life filled eyes. Probably will cause arson though.

- No filter. Says the most outlandish, borderline horrific down bad shit your poor ears have ever heard.

- Bisexual??? Somewhat woman leaning.

- Fave ice cream: HAH. He lactose intolerant like Kore....likes a lot of sorbet tho. Mainly lemon or lime flavoured desserts.

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This is all of my rambling I will croak now if anemia doesn't do it-

#my post #yugioh oc #oc #chazz princeton #manjoume jun #jun manjoume #yugioh gx #ygo gx #yugioh #ygo #manjoume thunder #idk why there was a need to make this #grimm's silly thoughts

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the-one-who-lambs · 3 months ago

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you mentioned making a spreadsheet for your fic in chapter and scene order. it made me think of how I should do the same for mine, so thank you! I've just been making random notes in google docs (very much a rough draft, mostly about getting ideas down) and writing songs down in wordpad too as I go, but actual organization would help. 😅

and speaking of fic. -points at latest chapter of risen/fallen- the imagery is beautiful. Narinder being dumb of heart is endearing, but the refusal to actually acknowledge his feelings, then deciding "okay I can't have this but dammit imma go out and find a way to sever this as painlessly as possible out of love"? Ouches. Also, Lambert crying in the temple HURT. Poor baby, all ready to confess, and then the timing isn't right after all because Nari being Nari screws it up without realizing it. I wanna hug them. 🥲

the fishing scene made me laugh because Lambert absolutely would declare revenge on the swordfish. 🤣 there's so many things I love about the whole fic, but I only have so much space and so many words. Suffice to say: much happy flailing, very much looking forward to the next chapters, and preparing to have my heart broken (I've got tissues on standby), as well as laugh myself silly when they inevitably do something stupid.

P.S. i have a couple of song recs if you don't mind. Cliche but good, Shania Twain, Forever and For Always. Also Troye Sivan, Bite. I'd also like to throw in Saints by Echoes.

Have a good day!

I've had this in my inbox in a couple hours and haven't been sure how to respond to it because it makes me so happy. Thank you so much for loving The Risen Lamb and the Fallen God, it means the world to me! I'm off to check out the song recommendations right away.

(And btw... pass me ur fic and ur fic playlist? I want to read more fanfic-- I've been very behind since I've been hyperfixating so hard on my own and I've pretty much been reading what friends/mutuals have written and that's about it...)

#hannah's rambles #AAA #writing talk

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stormyoceans · 2 years ago

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I need a scene in Last Twilight where Mork and Day spend their time with each other as usual. Sit together on the couch, listen to the music. Day puts his hand on Mork's forearm. Their knees brushes. There's smile on Day's face, small but content.

Right near him, Mork is silently crying. His whole face is wet, he breathes through an open mouth, trying to not make even the littlest sound. He tries not to shake too much. This was the first time since a very long time ago when he felt like a child, helpless and terrified. At first after the conversation with Day's mom he felt numb. But when he sat on the couch beside Day, deciding to spending their last evening together as usual, he couldn't stop himself. He haven't cried for so long. But he missed Day so much. He was right next to him but he missed him so much already.

He won't even know how much Mork misses him.

ANON IM SAYING THIS IN THE MOST AFFECTIONATE WAY POSSIBLE BUT IMMA NEED YOU TO GO STAND IN A CORNER FOR A WHILE AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE LIKE. THE ABSOLUTE GROWING HORROR AS I READ THROUGH THIS AND SLOWLY REALIZED WHERE IT WAS GOING I'VE NEVER WANTED TO WALK INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC MORE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

the way this would hurt SO MUCH MORE than the two of them having a fight over day's mother's words because at least in this last case day would know why mork doesn't show up after that, but day saying goodnight to mork and going to bed expecting to hear mork's steps coming down the hallway towards his room the next morning like it has been happening every day for the past few months only for him to be left waiting and waiting and waiting, wondering if something happened to mork, trying to reach out to him and getting no answer?????? part of him refusing to believe mork would leave him without a word, the other asking himself what he did wrong and thinking that maybe mork just grew tired of taking care of him?????? PAIN SUFFERING TORMENT AGONY ANGUISH SADNESS DESPAIR

worst part of it is that the ONLY WAY i can see mork doing something so cruel is if day's mother used mork's own self doubts against him, telling him that she can see day is falling for him but that he is only a mechanic, he doesn't have any education and he is full of debts, he can't offer day a proper future so it would be better for him to just disappear so day can move on AND I JUST CAN'T THINK OF THIS ANYMORE IT FEELS TOO MUCH LIKE THE EMOTIONAL EQUIVALENT OF BEING MADE TO CONSUME SEVERAL PLANES OF GLASS WHILE ON FIRE

#ANON TRULY ASKED WHAT IF I INFLICT EMOTIONAL WOUNDS YOU WILL NEVER RECOVER FROM AND THEN DIDN'T EVEN WAIT FOR AN ANSWER #I STILL LOVE YOU VERY MUCH THO #last twilight the series #morkday #m: ask

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officeobject · 4 months ago

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The person ain't Justice nor Amelica! Anyways, I got a new jacket and it's a black jacket and it's pretty and matches a pair of boots I have (and actually covers my butt this time - THANK GOD) - like, I just have a preference for shirts and whatever else, that covers my butt, even though I also wear pants as much as possible, because I actually love wearing clothes - my window-crust's jacket is black too, but whatever, most of their coworkers have black jackets, and it's not like THEY'D care ... except maybe one time where they were excited that we matched a bit, LOL - this is a 30 year old with an office job that requires socializing, who seemingly has it all together, everyone! But, like this one song parody I have that I will not be posting today (nor the Xanderverse stories I SHOULD'VE been posting but forgot so now Imma do it tomorrow): 🎶GERALD, always the same I've ever known🎶 - like, seriously, that entire song parody hits differently, when Manifique Gerald IRL - anyways, my state? WELL, this week I relapsed in my addiction and don't even remember WHY, which is kinda very concerning, as well as the fast pace at which I lose my personality, but I'll quit soon enough - middle-aged man is very epic, or something.

Today, we are getting a poll, and then that OTHER Justice parody, to save (also easy copy-paste version). Also, I can't tell if that acquaintence keeps up with Poll Drama or something now, or will just HAPPEN, to see this, or not - REGARDLESS,

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, WELCOME TO, THE NEXT, "TRY NOT TO CRY" CHALLENGE, WOO!

Ah shit, I gotta provide context - okay, SO, the story is that obviously, this takes place over several days minimum, and is yet again, us talking - I used to purposely never specify if it was specifically Justice and I - but anyways, the verses of the song are not neatly dealt out between each, in parody form, and you can estimate how much time is between each "text message" (which makes it hard for me to stylize the same way, so I didn't, with this one), but the context is that "autumnboy" is the same as what an AOE is (and then "autumn") - it was named after someone who named themself "autumn" at the time, and I don't remember if they identified as masc at the time as well - I don't think they did, but most AOEs I had met, had been masc, plus, Justice is a boy, so this could just be referring to HIM, specifically - that way, autumn season became a metaphor for AOEs in general, in my song parodies, so it really just means "AOEboy" - later in life though (2024, I think), after the whole parody thing, I'd of course find out that there's actually substantially more AOEs that aren't masc, unlike expected - also, I personally never specified nor knew if Justice was an AOE or had MY brain-type, so it was always vauge, but if I met him IRL, I'd still scream "AOE!", so that's why I accuse him of being one, in parodies and whatnot - Justice is made to be "an AOE, but what if things ACTUALLY went RIGHT, between us?", meaning he has the typical traits (trauma, autism I think, queerphobic parents, is trans, loves nature/animals/plants, loves hoodies, loves art, loves cozy things, loves his own aesthetic or whatever, etc - though AOEs can have different aesthetics of course), but with vague added traits that'd make us get along or whatever (for example, he actually DOES like himself, he's more honest, more stubborn/determined/insistent, can stand up for himself, more positive, etc), but besides that, he also sometimes RECLAIMS, allegedly being an AOE, into something positive - as for AOE characters, here are some: Trish from Goodbye Volcano High (I haven't seen that much playthrough nor played it myself, but I've seen art and screenshots and stuff, and based on that, she's an AOE), Loto (Vaiana/Moana 2 - and yes I saw that movie - I also got an attachment to her, because she's actually way more "Justice" than "just AOE" - like, AOEs can MAYBE be like that, but Justice DEFINATELY do be like that), and Basil, from Omori (I don't know anything about the game, but I do know a few things + there's his looks), and AOE doesn't have an artstyle, but yeah, I could link Picrews that are presumably MADE by them - even met an AOE from a DID system once! But yeah, they can also outright be girls. Regardless, I didn't cry - then again, Are You Bored Yet parody hits differently/more, I guess - and with ALL OF THAT CONTEXT (I seriously don't know how y'all read this, if at all), in mind, HERE YOU GO:

Summerboy easy copy-paste parody

" "Nowhere"?"

"Yeah, its going nowhere ....."

"WELL ..."

"Maybe, this time i'll be yours, you'll be mine ....... c-c-c-crazy ....... I get your words in my mind ......."

"Maybe, you'll be, just my autumn-acquaintence ..."

"Autumn-acquaintence? Im so lost. Quotev feels like home, and your so nice, why are you "alone"?"

"My ranting, and stuff, being "off" ..."

"Dont be sad when the sun goes down. Youll wake up, and then im around. I've got to go ...... we'll still have the autumn after all ......"

"Sometimes ... I might start a fight ..."

"Sometimes, i'll be pretending im alright ....."

"Alright?"

"Your masking ...... doesnt cover up your real style ......."

"I don't do it, and can't keep up, so I just think about that sportsguy ..."

"Oh, THAT boy ....."

"Are you lost? I can find Jeb-books! I have many, I'm sure you'll like one!"

"Nah please do not. I feel off ......."

"Don't be sad when the sun goes down! You'll wake up, and then I'm around!"

"Ive got to go"

"We'll still have the autumn, after all! Hey, there, autumnboy, let's work on a project!"

"Yeah, lets go and do it!"

" I'm still never gonna stop hurting, I bet ... hey, there autumnboy, I guess I'm busy sometimes."

"Dont got too much time ......"

"Guess I should hurry up, before you change your mind ... hey, there, autumnboy, I made this parody about my experiences"

"You can rant if you want. We can have a little fun!"

"You think YOU and I, can have fun?! Autumnboy?"

"Lets just talk i'll listen, you know?"

"Screenshot City is basically my home. It's fine in this world, but it feels "off"."

"Dont be sad when the sun goes down."

"When I wake up, will you be around? You've got to go. Will we still have the autumn after"

"Lets schedule time. We can talk by then."

"You and I? As in, ME? since WHEN?! What's up with you, this autumn, autumnboy?!"

"I wont be sad when the sun goes down. I'll wake up and then your around."

"Yeah, just this autumn, autumnboy.

"And we'll still have the autumn after all.

"And you're my?"

"I guess Im your ........"

"Autumn"?

"Autumnboy"

Poll Drama

Today has been a day ... so, I was extra nervous - probably because I hyped the shit out of Manifique Gerald/spent the morning thinking about him, listening to songs, and man, I sure am blessed with a rare opportunity to have them in my life, but that means that they looked at me several times while I was just smiling, not realizing they were staring yet, and also, yeah, they noticed I was extra nervous, but hey, we both have those days, even though it's been a year - it's kind of a part of the concept of my friendship - like, you'll both switch between casually have known each other for years, being nervous and whatever else as if you just started liking each other, having the platonic horn horn, and whatever else - oh, and yes, THEY get nervous around me too - though today, they were not nervous - I guess MAYBE they were just, like, giving me more attention because, you know, I was being ... LIKE THAT ... anyways, yeah - also this entire week we've just had weird signs of still liking each other LOL but like they're also intense - ANYWAYS, today I also have a new acquaintence who, so far, has drawn the first (Picrew) design of Amelica, so that's a person who draws for me I guess - YES, I FINALLY GOT ONE I COULD GIVE WAY TOO MANY ART REQUESTS TO! So I'm both adjusting, and also saying that y'all are free to bet on if I'll be blocked or ghosted, and when, and whatever else.

I also made a lil' Justice animash, and as always, read the description, and at the end of this, I'll probably end up copy-pasting, like, I think it was, the FIRST, Justice song parody thing - maybe his debut as a character, beyond me just POSTING about him - it's not CANON - or maybe it is, who knows? Sometimes, even I, have to find out Xanderverse lore ... regardless, the first Xanderverse media of the official book type (fully canon and all), might debut on Tumblr, so do vote on if you want THAT block of text (I'll probably ACTUALLY use those "read more" things from then on - at least for THAT: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/772058313034760192/xanderverse-vent-thing-i-made?source=share , and ALSO vote on if I should have YOUTUBE: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/771656423122812928/i-asked-mother-because-she-is-whom-one-asks-about?source=share .

Anyways, I am NOT looking forward to the weekend - might actually get a bit mentally worse, but that's okay, because I'll get better afterwards - plus, it's not like I'd get opportunities to get attached by someone who would want me to! So anyways, that got me thinking,

Will ask about general things that do not have Xanderverse stuff and/or are not inherently Xanderverse stuff.

Holy shit, I can't find the parody, and it's actually horrifying that I can't save something, which is so important as well - like, I do still have it somewhere, but the original description + style seems lost ...

Okay, so, even MORE parodies seem to be gone, and I at least remember the JUSTICE ones, that should be there, and few Xanderverse images from the meme compilation I used to have and stuff, are still there ...

Maybe it was a hidden parody (not posted in the parody book, but rather, elsewhere), in which case, I can't find it + I'm pretty sure I remember scrolling through the list for it - regardless, I found the easy copy-paste version, no description, lyrics all intact - also I was so busy focusing on people similar to Colby and Amelica (not a brain-type on its own), that I hadn't been focused enough on fearing AOEs (those sad artistic hoodie-loving people) - also, there's a video by Genuis on what the song is actually about YAY, which makes me think that maybe I made mine a bit too ... well ... whatever it is ... also the instrumental doesn't fit to the actual meaning (which is about those feelings and questions and whatnot, that one could get, in a romantic relationship, when young), and hey, on one hand, I need some time, and I need to mourn, on the other hand, the Xanderverse doesn't die just because of lost media, right? Also found another parody! OH, AND GUESS WHAT! I MIGHT REMEMBER THE EXACT STYLIZATION (if it isn't that complicated or whatever), SO, I CAN REMAKE IT (except for the space from each text thing but whatever)!

Anyways, the POV is him and I, texting each other, and also my thoughts:

Are You Bored Yet easy copy-paste parody

What's wrong?

We've been asking, but you don't have an answer.

But why?

i'll think while i cry, and i just cant sleep now

In the future I see, I will regret this.

I'm "too young" to think about all "that shit".

Their stalling can only go so far, and then I'll catch my heart ...

i think i'll stay up. Want pics of the sunset?

They know I'm curious.

Are you bored yet?

And if you're feeling lonely, I know you'll tell me.

If you're an AOE, I'll just be a memory.

Will you tell the truth,

So I don't have to lie?

Will you tell the truth, so I don't have to lie?

How did you guess those things like you know me my whole life?????

I can see "right through" most people.

I dont know what I'm doing -

You better leave, because I am here, and I think it will go like usual ... if you can tell me, how you're feeling, maybe you can go through this, to Screenshot City.

But Ive been holding on, for so long ....... what are your hobbies? Dont you like your writing?

Well, I just can't stop asking:

Are you averagely bored yet? And if you're feeling lonely, I'm not a good thing. People like you are just a big bad memory.

Will you give a chance, so i can prove you wrong?

Yeah. Will you be open, so I don't have to hide?

(I teared up - the memories from the past, the things lost, the fact that they were lost, the AOEs, and the Colby stuff, and the new acquaintence, and the things still here and found ... it all just hits, huh? I guess it feels good to cry ... I'll probably actually be perfectly fine tomorrow - come on, Manifique Gerald IRL - if I have that tomorrow, I'll be fine ... I'm still having all kinds of thoughts and feelings in my head, currently ... yeeeeaaaaah, MAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYBE I shouldn't think about mister Angst, after just meeting someone, LOOOOOL - also, it's late - oh, right! I still have the Are You Bored Yet parody karaoke on the Xanderweb, with Justice Picrews! I remember I didn't know what to do for the instrumental end - I always cringe at that part. Anyways, I'm thinking also maybe I got Amelica and Justice confused with each other, because they do have things in common, but Amelica is more like "teenie boy thinks he's got platonic rizz" - also, it's me who just keeps assigning Xanderverse traits - like, guessing who they are or are most like, upon meeting them - "them" being people in general, and yeah, it's for predictability and stuff, so I'm thinking maybe I saw the new acquaintence as more of a Justice, or maybe NOT ... regardless, I'll soon learn the person's ACTUAL personality, and hey, it's not like there's gonna be some platonic tension, or whatever)!

#vent #Poll Drama #song #song parody #music #songs

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discocandles · 3 years ago

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y'know what I want? For Damian to accidentally make friends at school. And for basically no one to anticipate it, given Damian's distaste for school, his classmates, and believing "all of it is beneath me and my level of education up until now".

To be honest Damian feels stuck. Like he's watching his classmates from the outside, but can't find a way past the barrier. He's already characterized himself as a loner, and it's too late to turn back. Of course, he'd die before admitting to it.

Bruce is a little worried, given his son's... antagonistic tendencies. Dick tries to set him up to make friends, like having him join the teen titans. Steph will also try to find him friends, but it's her pointing at a person on their patrols, and "what about them?" Damian shoots than all down. It's a ritual. Duke wonders how it'll be when Damian's in high school too. should he invite damian to hang out with his friends? Would he want that?

But contrary to what the family and Damian believes he needed to do to make friends, it's barely any effort on his end. One day, he helped the guy next to him in science class, and then he finds himself a regular at a packed lunch table, and he knows everyone's name and least favorite vegetable.

Once he recognized his position as always being at that table, and joining their group text, he tried to distance himself. But the next class he was cornered by his two friends in art class, demanding to know where he was for lunch. Damian made something up about helping a teacher out, and spent the rest of the class doodling while slowly realizing he now has several friends who will notice if he's gone.

that afternoon, he walked into the batcave quietly, stated "I believe I have 'made friends' at school. Do not tell Grayson, I would prefer to inform him myself," then left. There was silence for 30 seconds until Jason spoke up "he can do that?"

"That's what I was thinking. Am I right, steph? Steph?" Tim turn around to see Stephanie giddily bouncing on her heels.

"Dami, Imma need more than this shit! Bruce, I'm patrolling with Dami tonight, even if you say no," She charged after her little brother. "can we tell Duke and Cassie?"

"I have already informed Thomas and Pennyworth. And you may inform Cain." Damian shouted back.

The shouts faded into the distance, and Tim cleared his throat "okay then, so about this case, Oh my god, Bruce are you crying?" Lo and behold, the Batman was wiping away tears.

"he's grown a lot."

"What the fuck? I expected this from Dick, but you're fucking crying too?"

"indeed I am, Jason. And you know Dick will be much worse." Bruce said. "Anyways, Tim what about this case?"

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about 3 days later, Dick started blowing up everyone's phones asking about his birdie's buddies. Apparently when he came home from a mission in space there was a note on his kitchen counter that said "I made friends at school. Regards, Damian". If Damian had turned off his phone for a while after Dick got home, that was entirely coincidental.

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He's closest to Colin Wilkes, the boy from science class(yes, I know Colin and Damian met before middle school, but idc. Dc ditched Colin so im bringing him back). Colin often drags (or pushes) Damian around Gotham after school lets out while he complains that they should be doing homework.

I think I'll make more on this later, but for now that's it for me.

#damian wayne #batfam #dc comics #is this in the same universe as costumer service voice Damian?#yes yes it is #stephanie brown #bruce wayne #tim drake #jason todd #duke thomas #dick grayson #colin wilkes #I should add more of Damian's canon friends here too #The ones dc has seemingly forgotten #But I think I should reread Gotham academy before that #Who knows #You can pry dami and Steph being besties out of my cold dead hands #the chronicles of damian's customer service voice

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michelleleewise · 3 years ago

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you could write something with angst to fluff or smut i really love angst maybe Loki running back to the reader's reality and trying to find her but for her he died fighting Thanos years ago But feel free to change whatever you want. I love your writing kisses

Hiiiii!!!!! I do love me some angst!!! Imma au this a bit.....Hehehe.....i hope it comes out ok! I really hope you like it!!! And thank you for sending this to me and your lovely comment! It means the world to me!! 🥰💚🥰💚

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I Miss You...

Pairing: Avenger Loki x female reader

Warnings: crying, depression, grieving, loss, Thanos, mentions of death

Summary: you lost your husband a year ago when Thanos came to earth......so who is the man standing in front of you.......

**au....ragnarok happened, but IW didn't...Thor and Loki made it to earth, and joined the avengers.

You opened the door seeing your brother in law standing there smiling, a box firmly grasped in his hands "Hello Thor, how are you?" You asked giving him a small smile "I am well, how are you sister?" He asked, concern in his eyes "im...alive, come in." You said stepping aside. "What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting your visit until next month." You asked closing the door. "I wished to bring this to you sooner then that." He said gently placing the box on the table, seeing it marked with your husband's name. "He..left some things at the tower when he moved in with you and I believe he would want you to have them." He said quietly running his hand along the top of the box.

You felt the lump in your throat as your eyes burned. You cleared your throat looking up at him "d..did you want some tea or anything?" You asked avoiding the box. "That would be lovely, thank you sister." He said giving you a small smile. You sat and visited with Thor for awhile before he said he needed to go. Walking him to the door he turned to look at you "sister, I made a promise to him to always watch out for you. You are my family y/n, and you always will be. If you ever need anything do not hesitate." He said. You reached out wrapping your arms around him "Thank you Thor." You said, feeling his arms wrap around you "take care of yourself." He said smiling down at you at you as you released him. "I'll expect you next month yes?" You asked "as always sister." He said smiling walking out the door.

You turned to the box on the table, circling it like it might attack you. You slowly walked up to it running your fingers along the black letters tracing his name. You remembered the day of the mission like it was yesterday. Everyone was called to the tower to prepare for an imminent invasion. You told him you didn't want him to go, that you had a bad feeling but he gently kissed you, looking into your eyes he promised he would return, that he would hold you again, that every second away from you was torture, but he broke his promise. The day Thor knocked on your door without him was the day your heart shattered. And every day since has taken every bit of stength in you just to get out of bed.

You grabbed the box heading to your room, setting it on the bed you sat down crossing your legs. taking a deep breath you lifting the lid setting it aside you pulled the box to you seeing a book of Shakespeare sonnets, picking it up seeing several pages had been dog eared, setting it down you decided to read those pages later. You reached in grabbing several black hair ties. Wrapping them around your wrist you smiled remembering the way he tied his hair back for missions and training, or when he tended the garden in the backyard.

You reached in grabbing a picture frame, holding it up seeing it was a picture of the two of you at the grand canyon, you smiling at the camera and him standing behind you with his arms around you. You had told him you wanted to take him remembering him scoff "who would want to see a hole in the ground." But he always humored you. Running your fingers across his face a tear escaped your eye falling onto the glass. Quickly wiping it away you set the picture on your nightstand. Reaching in again you picked up a stack of papers, opening them seeing every letter and note you ever wrote him as a small sob escaped "He kept every one." You said to yourself sifting through full pages, sticky notes that simply said "I love you", every single one.

You wiped the tears from your cheeks looking into the box seeing a piece of green fabric, pulling it out seeing it was his cloak. You unfolded it finding an envelope folded into the fabric. You picked it up seeing your name on it you set it aside wrapping the cloak around your shoulders you picked up the letter, carefully opening it as not to rip it.

My dearest y/n,

If you are reading this, then I am no longer of this world. I want you to know every day I spent with you was a blessing my love. Before we met my heart was barren I believed it had all but died, until you walked into my life almost as if I dreamed you Into existence. It was the first time in my long life that I had felt love in its truest form, and it changed my life, you changed my life darling. You have inspired me to be a better man, one that you could be proud of. We will meet again someday, but until then, remember to live to the fullest my love. And never lose that beautiful smile of yours.

Forever yours,

Loki Laufeyson

You couldn't stop the sob that escaped you covering your mouth. You closed your eyes leaning back trying to breath as your lungs constricted. You pulled the cloak tighter around yourself grabbing the letter and book walking over to your dresser, gently placing them next to Loki's horned helm Thor had given you, along with a few of his trinkets. Running your fingers along one of the horns you remembered the time Thor told you he called him a cow making you smile "I miss you love, more then you know." You whispered. Walking back over to the bed you grabbed the box, setting it on the floor you layed down, wrapping yourself in his cloak, staring at the picture on your nightstand as you slowly closed your eyes, hoping for sleep to take you.

You stirred awake in the middle of the night, looking at your clock seeing it was almost four. You rolled onto your back rubbing your eyes when you heard a faint sound near the foot of your bed making you freeze. You slowly slid your hand under your pillow, wrapping your fingers around the dagger Loki had given you. Lowering your arm you tilted your head slightly seeing a dark figure hunched over on your bed. You gathered all your courage lunging at them tumbling off the bed with them, pinning them down holding the dagger to their throat "what do you want!" You yelled digging the dagger further into their throat "you..darling." You heard making you freeze. That voice...it couldn't be...you thought to yourself.

You felt cold fingers gently wrap around your wrist "min kjærlighet vær så snill." He said making you drop the dagger, scrambling off of him to the lamp on the nightstand, flipping it on your eyes met those two emeralds you knew so well. Watching him get to his knees you saw his wedding ring on his finger. "L...loki...y..your...." you stuttered watching him "dead? Apparently not." He said rubbing his hand across his neck "very good attack by the way." He said panting. You sat staring at him, your brain losing all function as you tried to process what was going on. "Let me explain." He said sitting back in his heels "when we landed, we all fought as hard as we could, but I knew i had to end Thanos once and for all, so I made him my target." He said clearing his throat "when I got to him I was met with his children who, were no easy task. But thanks to my brother I was able to get to him." He said.

He looked down wiping his face "when...when I made it to him he...he told me he would take away everything I loved, he...he would find you." He said looking down. You inched closer listening intently "i..I was distracted, the thought of him doing something..." he sobbed shaking his head as you came to kneel in front of him. "I..I lost focus, and he used the space stone to send me across the galaxy." He said "I have spent every moment since making my way back to you" he said looking up, his eyes bloodshot "I didn't know if you were ok, or if that monster..." he growled when you cupped his cheeks making him look at you. "Your..here. it's really you?" You whispered studying his face "yes darling, it's really me." He said giving you a sad smile.

You lunged forward knocking him back wrapping your arms around his neck squeezing feeling his arms wrap around your middle holding you to him. "I'm so sorry love, I should have listened, I...I shouldn't have went." He said shakely burying his face in your hair "I missed you so much." You sobbed digging your fingers into his leather afraid he may disappear. You stayed like that, just holding eachother when you slowly pulled back, staying close to him you ran your fingers through his hair, your fingers slowly tracing the lines of his brow, traveling down his nose to his lips looking into his eyes again. "I thought i would never see you again." You said, your fingers traveling his cheekbones to his jaw. "I will always come for you my queen, I am sorry if took me so long." He said, his eyes watering again. "Well...better late then never." You said shakely. "How long has it been since you've showered and ate?" You asked seeing the grime caked in his hair "I am unsure, too long most likely." He said sitting up a bit.

You stood up holding your hands out helping him up. "You go shower, I'll make you something to eat." You said wiping your face turning towards the door feeling his fingers wrap around your wrist he pulled you into him crashing his lips to yours, devouring you as his tongue dove past your parted lips, kissing you with all the love he had in him. You both pulled back panting, his forehead resting on yours "I love you with my entire being." He said holding you tight. "And I you my love." You breathed closing your eyes. He swayed you back and forth holding you to him. "You need to eat love." You said looking up at him. "All I need is you darling." He said cupping your cheek.

You finally coaxed him into the shower, assuring him you weren't going anywhere as you ran to the kitchen quickly making him several sandwiches and grabbing a bunch of snacks as you ran back to the bedroom, praying you hadn't been dreaming, sighing when you heard the shower running. He came out a few minutes later, a towel hung around his hips as he dried his hair. "I..I kept your clothes. I kept everything." You said quietly seeing him smile. He walked over to the dresser, seeing the shrine you had made for him "Thor let me keep most everything, I think he kept a few things but brought most of it here." You said, seeing him run his fingers over everything "I am glad, and he kept his promise?" He asked looking at you "yes, he visits often to check on me and make sure I'm ok." You said seeing him nod.

He got dressed sitting next to you eating everything you brought in "I think you would give Thor a run for his money." You laughed seeing him smile. "Thank you love." He said smiling setting the plate on the nightstand "what for?" You asked "taking care of me, waiting for me....loving me." He said looking at you. "I will always wait for you. You are my everything Loki, you always will be." You said smiling. "Could you..." you started looking down "what is it love?" He asked watching you "could you maybe just...hold me, please?" You asked looking up at him. "Come here love." He said sliding down pulling you to him.

He grabbed his cape, draping it back over you "I like your blanket love." He said hearing you laugh "thank you, it's my new favorite." You said snuggling closer to him feeling his arm squeezing you "im right here love, I'm not going anywhere, I swear." He said kissing the top of your head. "I love you Loki." You whispered closing your eyes "I love you too y/n." He said turning the light off. You drifted off to sleep, hearing the steady beat of his heart. You thought you may have died and went to heaven, but as long as Loki was with you, everything would be ok......

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bump1nthen1ght · 3 years ago

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Hear me out

I woke up with this idea in middle of a night, so imma dump it here

Imagen, monster standing in the corner of a room in total darkness, waiting to come back from the toilet, so ot can scare you till you pee once again.

As you enter it prepares, it sees you looking at it, but.... nothing happens. You just walk to bed like nothing happened, as if monsters in your room are a norm.

It peeks it's interest, from that moment on it starts to spy on you (to yhe best of it's ability, since soon and day aren't the best for them) and soon it gains feeling. Eventually it all came to the point it wanted to talk.

As it stood before you, waiting gor you to react, it realizes "Holy damn, you're blind". You put your glasses on and just stare (and mayhaps pee a little)

And that's how you met your partner of several years

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Aww how cute. Hope you enjoy anon!!

Shadow Creature (it/it's pronouns) x Visually Impaired! GN!Reader: First Meeting Headcanons

- It came to it on a whim. Saw a cute human walking back into their apartment, saw a conveniently dark shadow to teleport into, and the idea popped into its mind

- It’s not a malevolent monster, just a shadow monster looking for some fun.

- (Plus, one of it’s friends just recently shacked up with a human, seems pretty nice. Also don’t humans love surprises?? They find that romantic, it thinks)

- Seeing the adorable fear on your face would just be a plus

- It creeps in the darkness, making sure only its peering yellow eyes could be seen from the darkness. They contort their form to the shadow, a realistic improbability that it knows humans hate to look at

- It waits for you to come into your room, knowing you’ll probably drop your keys in your dresser, right where it’s standing

- But when you walk by it without a care, it becomes a little embarrassing.

- It even began to step out of the shadow, lumbering limbs bumping into the bedside table, just leering over your sleeping form

- Surely you’ll wake up, scream, and it can laugh and introduce itself right??

- Nope

- You toss and turn, but never fully awaken. It has to leave before the sun rises, so it’s left feeling a little blue

- It spends the next few days in more inconspicuous shadows, watching your nightly routine when it has the time. It thinks it will get you, when it accidentally spooks your dog, but the dog takes one sniff and leaves it alone, instead snuggling up to you in bed.

- Now not even animals are scared of it?? WHAT IS HAPPENING

- It’s momentary attraction becomes a crush; Half an addiction to the chase and half the longing for your domesticity.

- It sees you dancing in the kitchen, mouthing dramatic ballads to your service dog in the dead of night, and thinks agains how cute you are.

- It hears you cry when a particularly sad moment in your favorite audiobook comes up, wondering why your favorite character had to die

- It sees you fake cheer when you pour yourself a nice cup of wine after a long week, putting on some music as you spill all your worries to a friend over the phone

- It likes the cute face you make when you’re mad, the intonation in your voice when talking about your passions, the sweet names you call your dog

- (And yeah, it may sneak some of your favorite snacks into your fridge as a welcoming gift. It hopes you notice its gesture, but you pass off most gifts as you forgetting what you bought at the grocery store)

- It finally decides to monster-up and introduce itself properly, only waiting for dusk before sliding into your house

- It sees you come home, shrugging off your coat, throwing your keys to the side. It wonders the best way to introduce itself, before it finally sees what happened that night.

- You take off your tinted glasses for a second, flexing your eyes and gripping tight on your dog’s vest handle. It can’t understand the human words written on the side, but it can see the way you struggle to place your hand on your dogs snout for a pet. You eventually do find it, petting and cooing softly, but your eyes are distant, unfocused.

- “Oh my god, you’re blind, duh.” It says, outloud, and you scream

- It was right, you are cute when you are scared. Scrambling for your glasses and wondering why your dog isn’t barking at the home intruder.

- When your corrective lenses are finally back on, giving you some semblance of sight, you're stunned silent at the form in front of you.

- “I’m so dumb.” The creature sighs, rubbing sheepishly between its horns. “My bad, I wanted to surprise you but I guess this is kind of more than you bargained for.”

- “Um…okay?” You ask, knuckles tight on your service dog's vest. “Do I, Uh, know you?”

- “Oh! Naw, you don’t.” The creature says, scratching its neck. “I’m just a wanderer, passing through. You’re,” A lighter shade of blue and purple stains it’s void-like cheeks, “Cute so I’d thought I’d introduce myself.”

- Two thoughts in your head: Interesting and ?????

- “Quick question,” You say, eyes still looking toward your door. “Does your kind have, uh, property laws?”

- “Nope.” The creature says, popping the p. “What's that?”

- Ok, ok that makes more sense.

- “Its just that in human culture, it’s kind of an invasion of space enter someones home without their permission. So I just wanted to clarify some things.”

- The creature's face morphs into confusion, shock, then even more embarassment.

- Shadow creatures live very travel-heavy lives, occupying a space in between darkness and filled with other creatures all the time. It’s ability to teleport meant walls and doors had little transitive meaning. It had never even crossed it’s mine that humans were more…particular with that sort of thing.

- “Oh my god, oh my god I’m so sorry. This is-I’m embarrassed, I can’t believe- I should just go-”

- Seeing the way it fumbles, piercing eyes blundering around to avoid your gaze and nervously fuddling its fingers draws your sympathy. Yeah, it’s a giant shadow monster about as tall as your ceiling, but it’s kinda cute.

- “No, it’s alright! I get it, culture differences, and all.”

- “How about we go get some coffee? That’s a common human way to get to know someone. There’s a nice place not too far from here.”

- They perk up, still twiddling their clawed fingers, but give you a toothy smile

- Good gracious that's a lot of teeth.

- “I think I’d like that.”

#my writing #headcanons #reader insert #monster x reader #monster romance #gender neutral reader #fluff

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korasonata · 4 years ago

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I’m going to have to do these until they finish this dang castle, aren’t I? Favourite moments of Joe and Cleo’s paper model stream Part 4!

Cleo (after Zloyxp tried to raid her stream): You should be able to raid me Zloy. In case you’re wondering. You should be able to. If you cannot, well…Cam will check it out.

Joe: Yeah, you can turn off being raidable. But, Zloy, that makes me feel way better about you raiding me knowing you tried to raid Cleo and it failed. Thanks.

Cleo: *laughing*

Joe (bitter): Thanks a lot for that. My—my heart, uh, so full of so many things. Right now.

Cleo: *wheezing*

Zloyxp (in chat): Pix doesn’t play favourites, I do.

Joe: *experiencing technical difficulties*

Cleo: You doing ok Joe?

Joe: …Umm…nooo…

Joe: I usually do a pumpkin carving stream every year.

Cleo: I knew about that, I knew about that. (reading chat) I’m not going to buy a gourd and carve it for you Cam. No. I mean, we were watching something called like “the greatest pumpkin carvers” or something like that the other day.

Joe: Oh, then you’re familiar with my work.

SILENCE

Cleo: …You can’t see my face.

Joe: *laughing* No, I can’t, but I’m sure it’s—it’s—

Cleo: It’s definitely a picture.

Cleo: Now comes the bending of all the little flaps.

Joe (singing to the tune of the Monster Mash): She bent the flaps!

Both singing: She bent the castle flaps!

Cleo: The castle flaps!

Joe: …They’re like folding tabs!

Cleo: *laughing* I can’t do any more. I wish I could. Just not as fast at that as you are.

Joe: Ah, you know, it’s just practice Cleo.

Cleo: Yeah, you say that, but—but you’d have to have a situation to practice in?

Joe: I mean, if you wanted to do a songwriting stream one day, we could go through things like how to brainstorm, how to determine what’s a viable vs. an inviable idea. How to, you know, kind of workshop things--

Cleo: Joe, I’ve listened to some of your songs. I don’t think you know what a viable and inviable idea is.

Joe: I didn’t say commercially viable.

Joe: *singing the entirety of Weird Al -The Saga Begins*

Joe: (cutting himself off) Anyway, I’ll stop.

Cleo: That’s ok!

Joe: Cause you’re streaming. If you were not streaming, I would—… (Trails off)

Cleo: I’m ok with you doing that, its fine. It’s—It’s fine. It’s fine.

Joe: *immediately continues singing*

Cleo (15 seconds later): *quietly joins in*

Cleo (reading chat): How old do I think Joe is? Joe is about 6 years younger than I am. Ish.

Joe (knowing exactly what he’s doing): Oh! So kind of comparable to Anakin and Padme in Star Wars. *trying not to laugh* For those of you keeping track at home.

Cleo: *Throwing her knife down* Really? Really? That’s what you’re doing to me?

Joe: *uncontrollable laughter*

Cleo: Yeah, yeah. Are we—are we feeding the shippers again today, Joe? Is that what we’re doing?

Joe: I mean, I think technically we were already doing that by singing the Star Wars song at all. So I was just gonna, like, lampshade it. Like, I don’t feel like that’s more fuel on the fire. I feel like that’s just a shade on the lamp.

Cleo (reading chat): “I’ve always thought of Joe and Cleo as being more like Jar Jar and Padme” *laughing uncontrollably*

Joe (Jar Jar voice): Me’s a Joe Joe Hills!

Cleo: *physically choking*

Joe: You know though, you laugh now, but when I’m in the senate—

Cleo: When you’re in the senate, I’ll be dying of complications during childbirth, that’s what’ll be happening.

Joe: *trying not to laugh* Yeah, it’s like “we can replace a severed hand, but god forbid you have two children at once!”

Cleo (about her cat): She’s just howling so I pay attention to her. I mean, I get that. Someone’s ignoring you.

Joe: Oh, is that why you’re always shrieking during Hermits Helping Hermits!

LONG SILENCE...

Cleo: ...We’re not friends anymore Joe.

Cleo (reading chat): “Been listening to Cleo threaten people since 2016.” *laughing* Yeah, that’s—that’s, that’s kind of a thing.

Joe: But it goes way further back than that.

Cleo: *laughing* How long have we known each other now?

Joe: I’m getting a lot of messages saying I have nice hands. Feel free to be more descriptive than using the word “nice”. You know, you can say “elegant”, you can say—

Cleo: “nice” is a nothing word. It means nothing!

Joe: Yeah, nice is—nice is a little bit weak. So, chat, you know—

Cleo: UP YOUR ROMANCE GAME!

Joe (dejected): No, it’s fine. It’s fine…

Cleo: *laughing* “It’s fine!” He says through tears.

Joe (with anguish): I’m not gonna cry, because the model will get wet.

Joe: We just got a tip from Cameron who says “your hands look delicious”. Thank you very much Cameron. That’s going to put us 2 away from our next face camera expansion.

Cleo: That’s a very zombie emotion. Well done.

Joe: Oh! I thought it was—uh, ok. It’s a zombie thing, nevermind!

Cleo (quickly): *laughing* It’s not! It’s not! it’s no—!

Joe: Well, you know, some people—

Cleo (receiving a mysterious package from Corpse mid stream): Should I open this on stream Corpse, is the question.

Joe: It’s like, do I need to set the mature filter on? Are there a lot of pictures of hunky boys in here?

SILENCE

Cleo (holding a mug with a picture of Garrus in front of the camera): Wow… *wheeze laughing* It says “Garrus Vakarian is my space boyfriend” *laughing continues*

Joe: I don’t know what that means, but ok.

Cleo: This is the character that I’ve been romancing in Mass Effect.

Joe: Oh, so there is a picture of a hunky boy!

Cleo (trying to justify herself): It—i—hunky boy alien, yeah, but—

Joe (not buying it at all): Uh huh

(Cleo’s partner in chat: Imma fight a mug.)

Joe (responding to chat): Cleo is in England right now, and I am in Nashville Tennessee. So, we’re both on a call together.

Cleo: Yeah…it’s probably safer, because if we were to meet the world would possibly end. Just out of spite.

Joe: Yeah, it’s one of those, uh—

Cleo: Demonic pacts. It’s one of those demonic pact things.

Cleo (in response to Joe’s suggestion regarding her itchy face): I mean, I appreciate your solutions, I’m not sure they are actually solutions. More “solutions”.

Joe: Well, I mean, usually when you air quotes the word “solution”, it’s like you’re indicating like, yah know “oh, you cut the break lines” type thing. Which is not how far I was going.

Cleo: You basically suggested getting a really sharp mammal. And putting it near my face.

Joe: To snuggle!

Cleo: Because everything has to be chroma green. Because how else would Joe be obnoxious to people if it wasn’t the chroma green?

Joe: Yeah I know! Also I got new glasses! *giggling*

Cleo: You’re very pretty Joe.

Joe (adorably): Thank you Cleo.

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #ZombieCleo #zombie cleo #joe hills #joehills

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apollostears · 4 years ago

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➝︎ p$ssy fairy | k. takami

anime: my hero academia

pairing: keigo takami x black!reader

warning(s): nsfw, degradation, cursing, just nasty shit.

creator: maya

plot: when the dick is that good, you just can’t help but catch feelings for the number two hero in japan.

“shit kei! i-i’m close!!” your moans sounded like melodies to keigo’s ears, spurring him on to continue rearranging your guts.

wings flared out and blonde hair hanging in front of his face, keigo looked like a god hovering above you. the literal definition of beauty and it was fucking you into oblivion.

tilting your hips up just a bit, you began to fuck yourself onto his dick, feral for more. desperate to feel full. “fuck bunny, you’re always so hungry for my cock aren’t ya?” the pro-hero grunted, eyes narrowing into slits as his hands gripped the sheets on either side of your head.

struggling to speak, all you could do was nod as you moaned from another strong thrust into your slick canal. it was so good you could cry. no, it was so good you were crying.

“c-cum kei-” you slurred out, blissed out and teetering on the edge of euphoria. sentence structure was foreign to you the closer you got to your end.

ebony legs wrapped around his hips and bountiful breats moving with each push inside of you, keigo wasn’t going to last long. fucking you had to be his favorite thing in the world. tears flowing down your cheeks, drool peaking at the corners of your lips and mouth shaped so beautifully...he could die like this.

“come on princess, you can do it baby. cum on this cock, i wanna feel you baby bird.” keigo cooed, moving one of hands to rub vicious circles on your engorged clit.

a choked scream erupted from your throat as you came. velvety walls clamped around his dick, keigo could feel you orgasm so hard it almost pushed him out. a shiver ran down his spine at the thought of you being so full, cum just gushing out of you and it flipped a switch in him.

with renewed vigor, keigo pistoned his dick in n’ out of you, pushing your legs to the sides of your head to form a new position. a slight amount of cream began to form around his dick the more he moved in you and it made him grow harder.

squelching noises filled the room and you might’ve been embarrassed any other time, but you felt entirely too good right now to care. “it feels so good keigo! fuckkk me!” you squealed out.

your purrs of praise made keigo work harder to dummify you. seeing you fucked stupid and leaking like the cum dump you were was exactly what keigo needed.

“fuck y/n, imma fuck you so good you’ll feel me for fucking days. but even then that won’t be enough for a slut like you. you’ll be back begging for more. more of my cum in your tight. little. hole.” the last few words were emphasized with sharper thrusts into your leaking cunny.

overstimulated beyond comprehension, keigo’s filthy words caused your clit to jump painfully. you had already came three times that night and this next orgasm he was about to rip from you was going to be the icing on the fucking cake.

“ngh, c-cumming a-again! shit!”

your pussy was fluttering wildly around keigo’s cock and it made the avian predator grow closer to his release. “just one more bunny, i know you can give me another one. be a good girl for me, be-be a good fucking girl for daddy.”

two more thrusts and you were done, squirting around his cock, keigo leaned down and bit into your neck as he came in you so hard you could taste his nut in your throat. in between your loose state of consciousnesses, you heard the slight fluttering of keigo’s wings as his dick softened inside of you.

a whimper pushed past your lips at the change in size. “sleep baby bird, you did good.” he whispered in your ear, settling his weight onto you.

you didn’t need to be told twice as you grew comfortable under his heaviness and drifted off into sleep; completely fucked out and satisfied.

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it had been three days since kei had sex with you. that’s exactly how long it’d been since the both of you spoke to each other. normally, this wouldn’t bother you seeing as you both agreed on strictly being friends with benefits, however this wasn’t a normal time.

within the six months the two of you had been fucking, you fell in love with him. like a dumbass. and that is the reason why you find yourself thinking of him when you should be filling out paper work. instead, you were sitting at your desk with your window open in case keigo decided to swoop in and surprise you.

loud vibrations pulled you from your thoughts as your eyes searched for the source. spotting the smartphone on the corner of your desk, you hastily went for it, thinking it was keigo. imagine your disappointment when it was only your best friend.

with a heavy sigh, you answered the phone. “hello?”

“uh EW! let’s try this shit again, okay? andddddd ACTION!” your friend yelled through the phone causing you to roll your eyes.

“HEY BESTIE!”

a squeal was heard on the other line and you couldn’t help but smile at the childlike behavior. “hey boo boo! what’s up?”

“just doing paperwork before i go on patrol. what’s up with you? called me to talk about my new support item??” you were a little hopeful that that was why your friend had called, something to get your mind off of takami.

“girl please. i called to make sure you weren’t moping over moby dick. but from the way you answered the phone, it sounds like you are.” she pointed out, much to your chagrin.

ignoring the nickname she had for keigo, you huffed at her annoying habit of putting you on the spot. “now you know i don’t mope over no dick.”

the silence was heavy as you waited for your friend to respond to your words. unsure why, anxiety crept up on you and threatened to take your life if she didn’t answer soon.

“bitch you is a fuckin liar!! you know that man got you by the clit! just tell him how you feel.” her voice held an all-knowing tone to it and you knew you weren’t getting out of this the easy way.

sighing, you leaned back in your chair and groaned. “he doesn’t have me by the clit and even if i did like him, he wouldn’t like me back.” you explained, thinking she would get what you were saying and let it go.

no.

“the math ain’t mathing. how you know big bird doesn’t like you?”

“girl...the nigga and i don’t even kiss!! it’s like a forbidden rule or whatever. and besides, keigo is definitely not the type to fall for anybody. let alone me.” you argued, annoyed that you were even discussing your feelings for this man.

turning around in your chair, you went to get up when you stopped, noticing the figure standing just in front of the open window.

“u-uh shit, girl imma have to call you back.” you spoke distractedly, ending the call without another thought.

several different things ran through your mind as your eyes anxiously took in keigo’s appearance. he had on his regular fit with a smug look on his face. like he knew something.

“yo-you didn’t text. why didn’t-? you usually text.” your emotions were in overdrive with all the possibilities of what could happen.

there was no doubt keigo heard you. part of you was hoping he wouldn’t say anything, but another part wanted to know what he’d say about your childish feelings.

“thought i’d surprise my baby bird since i hadn’t spoken to them in a few days. however, it seemed like i had interrupted something.” keigo spoke smugly as he stalked his way towards you.

lips dry, you swiped your tongue over them quickly before speaking. “whatever you heard, had nothing to do with you.” as pathetic as excuses go, that had to be the most pathetic one you had ever gave.

the energy that keigo was emitting, threw you off and the little laugh he gave at your response had you on edge. he had yet to mention anything about your conversation about him but he still remained as cool as ever.

stopping right in front of you, keigo’s wings spread, shielding your view completely as he dipped down to hover over you. gloved hands gripped the arm chairs and the shiny gold chain dangled in front of you temptingly. his hair was being pushed back by his glasses so he had intense eye contact with you.

“now, you know how i feel about lying baby bird. what did i say about that?” he taunted, his voice dropping to a low-even tone.

your voice was caught in your throat for a second at the intensity of the situation; a burning heat licking the skin on your body. “not to do it.” you whimpered submissively.

god, the way he could flip a switch in you like that was so...mind blowing and equally terrifying. keigo held you by the skin of your teeth and the scary part was that he knew it too.

humming in approval, one of keigo’s gloved hands skimmed over your lips. “so my birdie wants me to kiss her huh? not satisfied with my lips on other places are you?”

keigo had asked you a question but all you could do was whimper and shake lightly like the pathetic bitch you were.

his avian eyes scanned you feverishly, for what; you didn’t know. “close your eyes for me princess.” he whispered, moving his hand to caress your chin instead.

doing as he asked, you closed your eyes and willed your body to relax. the texture of his gloves were familiar against your skin and you didn’t have to wonder much longer before you felt something soft against your lips.

wait...was keigo kissing you? too surprised to reciprocate the action, keigo pulled away much too soon with a smile on his face. with a shocked gasp, your fingers nimbly touched your lips in surprise.

“w-why? why would you do that?”

was he trying to pity you? entertain your foolish thoughts? toy with your emotions?

“couldn’t have my baby bird thinking i didn’t love her.” he answered honestly, stepping away from you and pulling his wings back.

still stunned, you tilted your head in confusion. keigo loves you?? what the fuck?

“i’d love to stay and make a mess of your lips, but i have to go back to patrolling. come by my place tonight when you’re done. okay angel?” keigo quickly said, making his way towards your open window.

not waiting for a response, keigo flew out your window and back to the streets of japan. and as you sat there in your chair, you couldn’t stop the smile that spread at the mere thought of what this meant for you and him.

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erisenyo · 2 years ago

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Hello again! Somehow chapter 3 was simultaneously sweeter and angstier than the others. The time being both a curse and a blessing to Zuko? Him knowing it was almost over so he should be relieved, but ALSO making it that much harder to resist just letting his feelings out!!!! Ma'am??? MA'AM. I AM SQUISHY BE GENTLE WITH ME. I hope you know I physically gripped my chest when Sokka flirted with Zuko!!! It felt like a movie scene! Like there was background talking and music from the dancing, maybe glasses being clinked, the whole vibe of a crowded wedding. But the second Zuko lost his breath, everything faded away. I swear, I could SEE Zuko getting flustered! And Sokka pulling back afterwards with a laugh, was when all the noise flooded back in. You're so good at creating little moments for the boys to get lost in!!! Also Zuko checking out Sokka as he walked away?? Absolutely get it. He deserves to be ogled. In love with the line about him wanting to go back to being mildly interested if Sokka and Jet were flirting! The way he is immediately pining lmao. The torture you put him through is so funny.

“It’s been years,” Sokka is teasing as he tucks the jar away. “I don’t know how you’re not over it by now.”

“Yeah,” Zuko says after a beat, feeling the question like a dull ache in his chest, a familiar pain he barely notices anymore except when he pokes and prods at it. “Me, too.”

“Did you ever try?” Sokka asks, curious.

“Yeah,” Zuko says again, heartfelt and briefly closing his eyes.

This whole interaction? Not fucking okay. I am NOT OKAY. I have to go lay on the ground for a while. I'm SENSITIVE! God to admit to being in love with your best friend without actually saying it. Without them actually hearing it. Ugh. You're brilliant. The way Zuko has so many moments of yearning and Sokka clearly sees none of it. I'm literally the audience. I KNOW Sokka loves him back! But the second the perspective changes, I also feel like the character is reading into things. The chase in the kitchen? That's basically foreplay for them, and yet I'm like "You definitely shouldn't make a move, Zuko. This is just friendly groping, you know how it is." OH my God. The scene where he told Mai he was thinking about leaving.

“I don’t know if I know how to be without him,”

I genuinely started tearing up. This is truly is a divorce fic. This is why I rarely read breakup stories man! I know there's a happy ending, but it hurts!!!! You did such an amazing job making us care about these characters. Too good, actually. Imma need you to stop!!! And the last scene where he is just awful at baking but deciding to take the several hours to just make something for Sokka. He's literally the sweetest!!! But to end it with "And he knows some things can’t go back to the way they were before, no matter how much you might try your best to make it happen. 'Toss it.'" was cruel!!! The defeat in that paragraph is difficult to cope with. I need to go eat a box of brownies myself. This was so bittersweet. I loved every second, but I need to read the happy ending like 6 times to get rid of the ACHE in my chest!!!!! Thank you for literally stomping on my feelings for a whole chapter lol. I know I'm like crying in all of these comments, but I promise it's all a joke. I loved it so much and imma be thinking about it for the next WEEK. I think I need to put on some sad music now, I'll be back to yell about your beautiful writing on Friday!!!💕💕💕 Have a good day!!!!!💖💞

Hello again!! I love to hear that Ch 3 managed to up both the angst AND the sweetness! All the emotions to the max, that is what we are here for!

I love that the passage of time was so present for you this chapter, and that dual sense of relief and agony came through. The end is in sight but also the end is in sight. And when the end is in sight, well...where's the harm in a bit of indulgence? (Something Zuko might have thought...more than once in the past)

And I am LIVING for the fact that the Kataang wedding flashback was so vibrant for you! That you physically reacted! That it felt so much a movie scene with everything fading away and the focus pulling in tight to them and then suddenly rushing back in! That's exactly how I envision it in my head, complete with soundtrack and camera angles and the loving framing of Sokka's ass as he walks away as Zuko checks him out. He's earned a bit of ogling :P And poor Zuko immediately knowing it was bad, I did really line up the torture for him in this one haha

I'm doing a little happy dance that you notice and love all those little moments for the boys to get lost in, even in the midst of a crowd, and I'm THRILLED that you called out the have-you-tried-to-get-over-it-scene! That's one of my favorite exchanges of the whole story and for exactly the reason you say, all the admission and honesty that's happening without the other person even realizing it, two identical but entirely different conversations happening at the same time, miscommunication happening in the midst of talking to each other. Good stuff haha

And I LOVE that Zuko's yearning and Sokka's obliviousness worked so well, and that even knowing that Sokka has to return his feelings the POV switches and external views of each other were so effective for creating that doubt! Especially in a big giant miscommunication-that's-lasted-5+-years fic, it's so wonderful to hear that the uncertainty and doubt feel so genuinely rooted in the character's actions and how they read each other, and that Zuko doesn't come across as a total idiot for not making a move (even though we as the audience know they're both being complete idiots about it haha)

I'm so happy too that the scene with Mai where Zuko finally levels out loud about his feelings was so moving, too! (It's always weird to say I'm happy when someone tears up haha. And given the audience, I'm so happy the divorce-even-though-we-were-never-together vibe is coming through so strongly, and that it feels like such a breakup even though it doesn't have any of the 'we dated' pieces! It puts such a smile on my face that you've come to care about these versions of the characters so much :)

And that 'toss it' was rather mean, wasn't it haha? I love that the sweetness of Zuko's determination to bake something for Sokka contrasted so sharply with his defeat only a few months later, and that the sense of being worn down by it all came through so clearly. Though hopefully you could cope with the promise of the HEA incoming (and maybe some box brownies :))

You are more than welcome for the feeling stomping and the chest pains, I'm beyond happy that you're enjoying this story so much and that it's so in your head. Thank you for these lovely amazing awesome asks!!!

#asks and answers #very very sweet anons #Me: always here to stomp on your emotions and then revive them again with fluff and smut #Once again have been reading this ask over and over and grinning the whole time

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namjoon-koya · 4 years ago

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Midoriya with a twin sister pleaseee

Midoriya having a twin sister

Okay literally you two have always been together even when you both slept as babies Inko would try to separate you both and you two would only start crying, but once she put you two together again THAT’S when you both settled down.

You both look alike, BUT do not have the same personality. Your brother is more.. timid and shy and never and I mean NEVER gets mad unless it’s something serious.

While you speak up more, you tend to defend those who can’t defend themselves and you DEFINITELY will not let anyone pick on you.

(That’s why Bakugou never picked on you because you’d definitely stand up for yourself and for your brother even when he asked you not to so.)

You weren’t born quirkless you inherited your mother’s quirk and was able to levitate things while Midoriya never got his the doctor said he would never get it and was just born quirkless.

Midoriya asked his mom if he could still become a hero one day and with that she only cried and you cried along with her (some people say twins can feel each other’s emotions so imma just add that you did.)

You never used your quirk in front of him, but he kept telling you it was fine and even asked if you could use it more so he could write it down in his journal (which you were like yeah okay:)

following middle school you both went to the same one.. with Bakugou and he didn’t let up on his bullying which only prompt you to become more protective of Izuku.

One day you had to stay home because you were sick and of course Midoriya is responsible and just goes to school he didn’t come home for a WHILE which made you nervous because you liked him being with you all the time.

He comes back home and is like “GET IN THE ROOM I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.” So you do and he tells you about All Might (yeah he trusts you) and you’re fucking like :O the whole time.

“Izuku y-y-y-you met all might and he wants to give you his quirk?”

He nods.

“WE CAN APPLY AT U.A TOGETHER NOW.”

Lmao you both continue to cheer on while Inko just walks in confused as fuck.

Of course he’s going to introduce you to All Might so congratulations to All Might he now has TWO adoptive children.

You both apply to U.A get accepted AND get to be in the same class.

So when everyone saw you both walk in everyone shouted “YOU BOTH ARE TWINS?!” While circling you both.

Bakugou is there and just confused as to how Midoriya got into U.A, he knows you have a quirk (and a impressive one he’ll give you that, but that doesn’t mean he lowkey has a crush on you but totally does)

The both of you always teaming up with each other because.. that’s just how you two role. Aizawa is curious and you just tell him that you both don’t even have to exchange words and just KNOW what ideas you both have.

Of course you do spend a little time alone making friends with Kirishima, Mina, Kaminari, and Tokoyami.

You’re the only person that Todoroki allows in his bubble because even when you’re super hyper you know when he’s around you’ll act calm and just simply say Hi to him.

(Bakugou growling in the back)

Your definitely upset how much Midoriya injures himself because of the quirk he got. He’s not used to it and can’t often control how much strength he uses.

So during the USJ attack you almost get touched by Shigaraki and Midoriya literally shouts “NO!” While trying to reach for you while a Nomu is reaching for him (cue All Might coming to the rescue)

Now let’s move on to the camp attack.. you’re paired up with Bakugou and at first you both just glare at each other while walking, but you almost trip and Bakugou quickly catches you in his arms (CUE BAKUGOU BEING A BLUSHING MESS AND YOU TOO)

“T-Thanks..” “be more careful next time dumbass..”

Skip forward to the forest being set on fire and Bakugou is holding your hand and you’re just like 😳 but let him continue to hold it.

“Bakugo what do we do?” You asked.

“It’ll be okay! Just follow me.” Still continues to hold your hand because he doesn’t want to lose you.

Skip forward when your reunited with your brother and with the rest of the group after fighting for a bit a villain manages to take several students including Bakugou and at first you all got the two students back.

While Todoroki was going to get Bakugo back a portal shows up and grabs Bakugou first he had a whole bunch of piercings with dark blue eyes your screaming Bakugou’s name, but Bakugou only mutters out for you to stay put.

Midoriya isn’t a quitter tho and tries getting Bakugou only for him to say the same thing to him the portal closes and Midoriya falls to the ground..

You sink to your knees realizing that the villains had won in taking Bakugou.

You quickly get up a rush over to Midoriya, his arms were badly injured and were a black/purplish color.

His face expression just.. made you so upset he was shocked and then he started crying and you could only cuddle him into your arms while letting him cry out.

#bnha requests #mha requests #mha reader insert #bnha reader insert #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha x you #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #midoriya x y/n #midoriya x you #midoriya x reader #midoriya imagine #midoriya headcanons #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #Midoriya x sister!reader

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elvish-sky · 4 years ago

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Beloved: My Everything

A.N: I’m back with part 2 of Beloved!! I’ll be coming back for real tomorrow, but I was so excited that I could not wait to post this! You can probably tell I had way too much fun with this, and I really did. And I got to write Arien again! I hope you guys love it as much as I do!!

Word Count: 3,712

Summary: Erebor is preparing for the seven-year anniversary celebration of the BotFA. As the Queen, you are fully involved, but you and Thorin also have to manage the excitement of your adopted seven-year-old, Arien.

Pairings: Thorin x Reader, Bard x Thranduil, Fíli x Sigrid

Warnings: Fluff. Kissing.

Beloved Part 1 Director’s Commentary

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Beloved: My Everything

“Adad! Mama! Look!”

Arien was sprinting down the hallway towards the council room, newly lost tooth in hand as she called out for her father. Bursting through the double doors, the seven-year-old ran the length of the room before jumping into Thorin’s lap, proudly grinning to show him the new gap in her teeth.

Sitting next to your husband, you stifled a giggle as Thorin examined the tooth, looking like he was examining a precious piece of metal because of how focused he was. Meanwhile, the rest of the council was in various states of annoyance or fond disapproval of the meeting, Balin shaking his head with a smile at the picture the royal family was painting.

It was true you were an odd group. After adopting Arien on the quest for Erebor and reclaiming the mountain, your future had seemed uncertain while Thorin’s life hung in the balance. But he had recovered, and the two of you had been married in a stunning ceremony, with a toddler Arien placing the queen’s crown on your head. The dwarves had been worried at first about having a human queen and princess, but your calming effect on Thorin and Arien’s general cuteness had quickly won them over. Of course, the fact that your first council meeting ever had started with you walking in and throwing knives in rapid succession so that they speared the table between each of the council members (except Balin’s) hands may have given them a healthy fear of you as well.

Now, six years later, the kingdom was thriving. Trade with Dale was stronger than ever, and the uneasy alliance with the elves had grown into something more tolerant. In fact, Kings Thranduil and Bard would be visiting in five days for the anniversary of the Battle of the Five Armies, as it had come to be known.

The year after the battle was a hard one. Thorin and his nephews were grievously injured, and while they healed it had been up to you and Balin to run the kingdom. On the first anniversary of the Battle, the mood in Erebor was noticeably somber. Although the king and princes had healed, it didn’t seem as if the kingdom would ever fully recover. You had noticed this, and remembering that an elven envoy, with the king, was in Dale, had mustered up a feast and invited the men and elves to what would become a yearly tradition.

Now, you were in the throes of planning the event with the council.

“That tooth is lovely, darling. Now go play so that Mama and I can finish work, ok?” Thorin pressed the tooth back into Arien’s hand. “And take good care of this!”

Arien left the room with a beaming smile, waving at all of the councilors.

Days later, Arien burst into the room you shared with Thorin.

“Mama! Adad! Wake up! The elves are coming today!”

Thorin groaned. “Arien. How many times do I have to tell you that you should not be this excited about elves? You should be happier to see orcs than you should be to see elves.”

She grinned, ignoring him and throwing open the curtains, the sunlight streaming through the windows setting her dark skin aglow.

“Arien, no.” You gestured for her to close them, shielding your face from the early morning sun.

“But Mama they’re coming today! Imma see Sigrid and Bain and Tilda, and Uncle Bard and Uncle Thranduil and Leggy!” She pranced about the room, gesturing as she talked about everyone.

You smirked at Thorin, who had one arm thrown over his face, hair splayed on the pillow. His bare chest was glowing in the sunlight, but you were focused on the expression of annoyance you could barely see under his arm. Thorin was extremely disapproving of the fact that your daughter called Thranduil ‘Uncle,’ and adored Legolas so much. Personally, you thought it was great, helping to bridge the divide between the kingdoms. You also were friends with the Elven-King, him having sheltered you during the whole Arkenstone fiasco, and Legolas was one of your good friends as well.

“I suppose we should get up.” You shooed Arien out of the room, into her adjoining set in the royal wing, before turning back to your husband. You leaned down to kiss him.

“C’mon, Thorin. We really should get up.” You pressed a trail of kisses down his jaw, hoping to coax him up.

He groaned, sitting up. “Fine. I suppose I should look my best to upstage the elves.”

You sighed. “If that’s what gets you up then so be it.”

Thorin smirked at you, standing up and grabbing a leather tie from his wardrobe, and binding his hair back so that it cascaded down his back. You walked over to him, hugging him from behind.

“You know that Arien and I will always love you more than the elves, right?”

He nodded, turning to kiss you. “I love you too.”

Later that day, you strode down the hall, Dori by your side.

“We have everything set up in the hall?”

He nodded.

“All the food is ready?”

He nodded again.

“And the drinks? We have the Mirkwood wines that they shipped ahead?”

“Yes, Y/N. Everything is going to be fine, we’ve been planning for months. Now, the elves are about to arrive. You need to meet your husband and daughter at the gates.”

“Ok, then. See you later?”

“Go, Y/N!” Dori shooed you in the direction of the gates, and, laughing, you turned and walked away.

You stood at the entrance to Erebor, holding hands with a bouncing Arien, Thorin on her other side. You shared a smile with him, leaning over your daughter to kiss him quickly before turning to face the approaching elves. Thranduil dismounted from his elk, Legolas doing the same from his horse, and they walked towards you.

“Your majesties, your highness,” the Elven-King greeted you all with a nod of his head.

You and Thorin returned the greeting in kind, clasping the elves’ forearms. Arien stood there, now quivering with excitement, and when you nodded to her that it was okay to say hello she burst forward with a cry of, “Uncle Thranduil!!” throwing herself into his arms.

“Hello, little one,” Thranduil greeted her with a smile, hugging her back only slightly awkwardly.

You had to admit that your daughter had a good effect on the elf, he was much less prickly than he used to be. You fondly recalled the time when, visiting Mirkwood with Arien and Thorin, you had been unable to find your daughter for several hours. It was only upon going outside that you discovered the Princess of Erebor and the King of Mirkwood making flower-crowns together. Thorin’s jaw had dropped, while you had just smiled, watching Arien’s springy coils of hair bounce, her dark skin glowing as she ran around the elf, weaving flowers into his hair.

Now, Thranduil was lifting Arien to pet his elk, smiling as the child giggled. He set her down after a moment, looking behind you at the three new dwarves who had just appeared.

“Your highnesses.” He dipped his head again in greeting, this time to Fíli, Kíli, and Dis. They greeted him in kind before Kíli strode forward to Legolas. The elf bent his head to listen to the dwarf, before nodding and following the dwarf into the mountain, gesturing about what looked like bows and other archery-related things.

“And, that’s the last we’ll see of Legolas and Kíli until someone finds them to bring them to the party!” Thorin smiled as he spoke, and with that, the last of the remaining tension was broken. Thorin grabbed Arien’s hand, leading the delighted child back into the mountain. Thranduil offered you his arm and you gladly accepted, chatting with an old friend as the rest of the elven delegation followed you into Erebor.

“When will Bard be arriving?”

Your eyebrows rose at the informal use of the king’s name, but you answered nonetheless.

“We expect him just before dusk.”

Thranduil smiled softly at this, piquing your curiosity even more, but you let it slide and continued the conversation to other topics.

Back in your rooms, having repeated the whole greeting process with Bard, you helped your husband and daughter get ready for the party. Thorin had donned his finest Durin blue robes, the silver embroidery twining around the cuffs and the hem and highlighting the silver strands of his hair. Arien was resplendent in bright gold, her circlet glowing against her dark skin. Her new dress had blue embroidery around the hem, with reflective panels sewn in to refract golden light all over the room.

And you were radiant in a silver dress, full skirts swirling around your feet and Durin blues ribbons twined through your hair. Your crown sat on your brow lightly, you having opted for the delicate one to save yourself a headache. The three of you put together looked like the very picture of royalty, the elements of Durin blue in each outfit tying it all together as a familial piece.

Later that night, you sat at the high table, gazing around the great room. Arien had been hauled off by Bain and Tilda, and you could see the two older ones playing with her, all three looking delighted.

Sigrid and Fíli were at the center of the dance floor, her laughing at something he said as he twirled her around. You looked forward to cashing in the bet you had made with Thorin about them being a couple- you were rarely right and had lost spectacularly in the bet you had made about Kíli and Legolas (you had been so certain they were dating, but it was just their shared love of archery. And, as Thorin has pointed out, two people that obsessed with their hair would not have worked well in a relationship). Besides, your nephew looked very happy with the human girl.

Kíli and Legolas had deigned to join the party after their customary archery competition, and each was mingling with different crowds. Legolas looked to be regaling a group of humans with his exploits, while Kíli had joined his cousin, Bain, and Tilda in making mischief.

Meanwhile, Thranduil and Bard were conversing in a corner, leaned close together over their glasses of wine, which made you even more suspicious. You resolved to find out what was going on with the two of them while they were staying with you for the next several days.

Thorin tapped you on the shoulder, startling you from your observations. You looked up to see him standing next to your chair, hand outstretched.

“Shall we dance, amralîme?”

“Yes, please. Let’s show them how it’s done.”

You grabbed his hand, walking over to the dance for and twirling on. You heard clapping as the King and Queen of Erebor were spotted on the dance floor, and smiled. There were few things you loved more than dancing with your husband, and so as the band began to play you started.

The dancing was lovely, you switched partners after the first to dance with Fíli, then with a suddenly appearing Kíli, then Legolas. Thranduil swooped in to take your hand after his son, and Bard danced with you after the elf. Your night was rounded out by Bain asking for a dance, which you happily obliged (you didn’t want to be disloyal to any of the others, but aside from the elves, who were inherently graceful, Bain was the best dancer of the lot).

As you walked off the dance floor for what you hoped was the last time (your feet were starting to hurt), you noticed that the room was quickly emptying. It made sense, it was extremely late. You had left the celebration halfway through to put Arien to sleep, leaving an equally sleepy Kíli to watch over her. Sigrid had left with Bain and Tilda a little while ago, while Fíli sat on the dais with his uncle, softly speaking with him. Bard and Thranduil had disappeared at some point as well, although you could not say when, or if they had left together.

Now, you walked up the dais to grab your husband. Saying a quick farewell to Fíli, you entwined your fingers with Thorin’s, making your way out of the hall.

“I think we’ll be having another wedding soon,” your husband said.

You grinned. “I did tell you so. Now pay up.”

He dipped his head in acknowledgment. “So you did. And I can’t fulfill the bet until it snows, you know that.”

You did. You had set the conditions of the bet to be that if Thorin won, you’d have to dress like him for two weeks. You wouldn’t have minded, except for the large clunky boots he always wore. You would have looked ridiculous If you won, Thorin had to have a snowball fight with whoever the highest-ranking visiting diplomat was.

Reaching your room, you leaned against the door.

“I had a lovely night.” You leaned in to kiss your husband.

“I did too.” He kissed you back, before pushing open the door.

You gasped as you entered your room, looking through the windows. It was snowing.

“I guess you’ll have to fulfill your end of the best tonight!” You smirked. “And you know, we have two equally high-ranking people in Erebor right now!”

Thorin buried his face in his hands. “You’re telling me I have to start a snowball fight with Thranduil and Bard.”

You grinned, quickly changing into a warm tunic and boots, throwing a cloak over it all as Thorin did the same.

As you headed out the door, you heard Thorin mutter, “actually, throwing a snowball at that pompous elf might not be the worst thing after all,” under his breath, causing you to giggle.

You first went next door to Arien’s room, waking Kíli while careful not to rouse Arien. The prince was groggy at first, but brightened when you said the words “snowball fight.”

“Should we wake Arien?” Kíli was putting on his own cloak as he spoke.

You looked at Thorin, considering.

“She’ll be very upset if she finds out we played in the snow without her,” Thorin observed.

You walked over to her bed, shaking her gently awake.

“Mama? Is it morning?” Arien blinked her eyes open, groggy.

“No, my darling. It’s snowing! Adad needs to have a snowball fight, so we’re going outside!”

She sprang out of bed. “Snow! I love snow!”

You helped her put on her small tunic and pants, fastening her cloak tight before she tugged her boots on. Reaching out, she grabbed Thorin and Kíli’s hands.

“C’mon Adad, c’mon Kee! We’re gonna have a snowball fight!”

You followed them to Fíli’s door, then Dis’, both of whom were enthusiastic about the plan. You sent Fíli, Arien, and Kíli to rouse Bard’s children and Legolas, the adults making your way to Bard’s room.

Turning the corner, you, Thorin, and Dis stopped short.

Bard and Thranduil were entwined, kissing, in the middle of the hallway, Bard’s fingers running through the elf’s hair. Hearing your gasp, they broke apart, flushed. You all just stood there, dumbstruck for a moment, before you were spurred into action.

Walking forward, you slung an arm around each of their shoulders. “Yes, yes, congratulations and all that. Now, it’s snowing, so we’re going outside. But we’re all very happy for the two of you.”

Thorin and Dis nodded along with your words, and the five of you walked down the hall towards the gates to meet the rest of the royals.

At the main entrance, you walked over to the small door beside the massive gates, unlocking it and gesturing for everyone to follow you outside.

As soon as they were out in the snow, Fíli and Sigrid sprinted away from the mountain, and you could see them beginning to build a fort. Kíli grabbed Bain and Arien to assist him in building another, and Legolas and Tilda were starting to stockpile snowballs together. You could sense that this was the beginning of a snow-war.

Turning around, you saw your husband, the King Under the Mountain, climbing the outside walls of Erebor with a pile of snow cradled in his cloak. Finding a secure perch, he gathered the snow into balls and started raining them down on Thranduil, who shrieked at the cold, startling Bard who stood next to him into quickly moving away.

Thranduil, running over to his son’s stockpile of snowballs, was bombarded from all sides as he tried to steal from Legolas and Tilda. Succeeding, the elf started throwing them back at Thorin, nailing him directly in his face. Thorin dropped to the ground, Bard hitting him with another snow projectile shortly after. You laughed with Dis as you watched three of the most powerful people in Middle-Earth have a snowball fight.

Suddenly, white splattered all over Dis, who turned to see her younger son standing sheepishly behind her.

“Sorry, Amad. I was aiming for Uncle!” Kíli had his hands raised in defense.

“No, you were not! You’re an archer, Kíli, I know you hit what you aim at! And your Uncle is all the way over there!” Dis advanced on Kíli, a snowball in each hand, and her son promptly turned and ran, shrieking as she chased after him.

You were standing there, quite content to watch it all unfold as Fíli and Sigrid led an attack on Legolas and Tilda, Arien and Bain sneaking up to attack them from the rear. Your peace was disturbed, however, by something ice-cold being shoved down your back. You spun around, screaming, to see a smirking Thorin standing behind you. You tackled him into the snow, wrestling until you had him pinned beneath you. He was flushed, both from the cold and exertion, panting, and so irresistible that you leaned down to kiss him.

Thorin quickly deepened the kiss, and you responded, until a shout of, “Cool off, lovebirds!” rang out. Springing up in case someone was about to dump snow on you, you saw Tilda and Legolas dumping snow on the heads of Fíli and Sigrid, who quickly broke apart from their kiss with yells of “So cold!” and “Ouch!” Tilda, Bain, and Legolas, with Arien perched on his shoulders. stood there with large grins on their faces as you and Thorin made your way to join them.

“Where are your fathers?” you asked Legolas and Tilda.

They shrugged, and you turned to your husband.

Thorin smirked. “Shall we go find them?”

You nodded, along with Fíli, Sigrid, Legolas, Arien still on his shoulders, Bain, and Tilda, and all scooped up several snowballs each. Kíli and Dis appeared, Kíli looking suitably chastened, and each grabbed an armful of snow as well.

“What are we doing?” Kíli whispered.

“We’re gonna ambush Bard and Thranduil,” Thorin informed him, “Have you seen them?”

Dis nodded, “They’re just around the corner of the walls. But… maybe their children shouldn’t be around for this?”

Sigrid laughed. “It’s fine. They’ve been dating for months now, and neither of them is exactly subtle. Our father has made so many trips to Mirkwood recently that we got suspicious and enlisted Legolas for help.”

The elf nodded. “Tilda snuck to Mirkwood in one of the carts her father brought and told me everything. We officially found out when we walked in on them kissing in the throne room.”

Tilda rolled her eyes. “They really do need to work on stealth. But the important thing here is that they don’t know we know.”

“So wait. You’ve known for months and didn’t tell us?!” Thorin was offended.

Bain shrugged. “It wasn’t our news to tell.”

“And that’s exactly the right attitude,” you smiled at him. “Now, let us go ambush some kings!”

Sticking close to the side of the mountain, you all snuck in a line. Thorin and Legolas had climbed up to dump snow on the two kings from above, while the rest of you attacked from the ground. Before climbing, Legolas had transferred Arien to Fíli’s shoulders, where she was happily preparing ammo.

You held out a hand for everyone behind you to stop, peering around the corner at Thranduil and Bard kissing as the snow fell around them. It looked quite romantic, to be honest, but a good snowball surprise was worth disrupting the moment.

You motioned to Thorin and Legolas, perched above, to begin.

“To quote Tilda, cool off, lovebirds!”

Thorin dumped a pile of snow on their heads, and the rest of you sprung around the corner to bombard them with snowballs. They quickly retaliated, and it dissolved into chaos once again, everyone having the time of their lives.

Dis, Bain, and Tilda had taken Arien in a while ago, Dis staying with her niece, but the rest of you had enjoyed the snow for a while longer. You had all officially congratulated Bard and Thranduil on their relationship, and after the initial shock of finding out that their children had known for months, they were very pleased.

Now, you were walking back to your rooms with your husband in the early hours of the morning. You still felt the blood in your cheeks, exhilarated from the adrenaline and happiness, and Thorin was still flushed from the cold beside you. You pushed open the doors to your bedroom, Thorin shutting them behind you. You walked to your wardrobe, changing out of the soaked tunic and pants into your nightclothes, Thorin doing the same.

Once changed, you climbed into bed next to your husband, laying your head on his chest. You could hear his heart beating as his hand came up to your face, tilting up to his. Thorin slanted his lips over yours, and you responded for a sweet, long kiss, filled with love and all the emotions you could not put into words.

You decided to try anyway. “I love you so much, amralîme. You’re everything I could ever want. You and Arien.”

Thorin smiled. “I love you too, my everything.”

You heard the words rumble in his chest, and smiled softly. You had your beloved husband and daughter. Seven years later, everything was perfect.

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