#not thet there's anything wrong with that but like

[wolfram-petanu]

okay am i going insane or is Slime wearing makeup in thonight's episode?

[dumbslvtforethan]

first kiss w non gf ethan landry!!

❝ one of your girls ethan landry

-- summary: you bring the shy dorky guy to a frat party .

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EVER SINCE YOU'VE JOINED ECON ethan has been observing you from afar. ethan was really hot, and quite a lot of girls had a secret crush on him, but behind that pretty face, ethan was just another shy dorky guy, who'd no one would suspect of anything bad because he was so shy and dorky. and despite the attention, ethan never even had his first kiss, he was waiting for it to be with you. you never really payed that much attention to him, but after your teacher paired you up for a project, you really got to know him. "so what do you wanna do first?" said ethan, nervously. you two had agreed to do the project on your house, so on top of his nervousness of even speaking to you, there was the amusement of being at his crushes bedroom. "i dont know, how about you search for key words while i do the flyer?" you said. after you two being really awkward for a while, you actually found ethan really funny and nice to talk to. and after thet forced interaction because of the project, you two became really good friends. and ethan actually agreed to go to a halloween frat party together. you two agreed to go as ghostfaces together, which was quite ironic considering all of ethan's friends accused him of being one, even though he wasn't. "hey im here, where are you?" you texted ethan when you arrived at the party. ethan was so nervous he couldn' even drive properly. it was the first frat party he would go to, let's just say, ethan wasn't much of a party person. when ethan arrived he felt so out of place, there were people making out, drinking, smoking, things ethan never did. "im in the kitchen" he texted you. a few minutes later you found him. you were wearing a black tube dress, fishnets, a ghostface mask stuck on your upper thigh and a pair of black boots, you looked gorgeous in ethan's vision.

"hey, i missed you" you said, hugging him. ethan didn't even have time to respond when you said "c'mon lets dance" dragging him to the dance floor. the party was crowded, and as mentioned previously, despite not being popular, ethan had a lot of secret admires, sometimes he would open up his locker and and a bunch of letter would fall on his lap, love letters to be exact. you and him were at the dance floor, the amount of girls who would look at him was too much. even you started to notice. and ethan started to get uncomfortable. "hey are you okay?" you asked ethan, worried. he shook his head in response. you grabbed his hand and led him to the nearest bathroom.

"whats wrong?" you asked him, before locking the door shut. "i feel so out of place Y/N" he said, tears filling his eyes. you got on your knees to look in the eyes of the boy who was sitting in the toilet with his head down. "look, i know you're not used to this kind of stuff but i can help you." you said "its not that. sure im not used to these kind of places but its just i feel so-" he said "lost?" you interrupted him. he nodded. "how? i mean those girls were looking at you with hungry eyes out there ethan." you said, trying to comfort him. "but i dont want any of those girls Y/N, i want someone that cares about me, someone who i can feel safe with, not just some one night stand." he said, no looking at you in the eyes. "i want someone like-" he said, before pausing regretting him words. "someone like you." he said, taking every drop of courage in his body to say that. you grabbed his cheeks and leaned in slowly, kissing him on the lips. he looked shocked, and that concerned you because you thought that you did something wrong or that he simply just didn't like the kiss. "im sorry, i have no idea what came into me" you said, getting up and grabbing the door handle of the bathroom. you were about to open the door when he grabbed your waist spinning you and kissing you one more time. "im sorry if i looked like i didn't like it, trust me, that's what i've wanted for months now but-" he said "its just...that was my first kiss" he said, stuttering. now the one in shock was you, you would've never expected that a hot guy like him who gets that much attention never got kissed until that moment. "what?" you said, in complete shock. "i know, just, lets not come back out there, i dont want anymore girls looking at me Y/N, you are the only one that i want." he said.

"what if there was a way to make them go away?" you said, an idea popping in your head. "c'mon" you said,  grabbing his hand and one again, dragging him to the dance floor. "just trust me okay?" you whispered in his ear. you grabbed his hand and put it on your waist. you pulled his head closer to yours, french kissing him. you were expecting him to be a horrible kisser, considering that a few minutes ago he had his first kiss, but you honestly wouldn't care. the thing you weren't expecting was that he was actually a great kisser, like amazing kisser. "you are an amazing kisser, im kinda surprised not gonna lie" you said, shocked for the second time of the night. "i watch porn so.." he confessed. "ethan!" you said, laughing.

@jchampionsgf on tumblr

A/N: this is my first request ever so thank you sm for requesting! i've been on here for not a lot of time and im already receiving sm love so tysm! i've never written subby ethan before so sorry if its not that good but hope you enjoy.

[resu-w-ana]

I don't like good!Morgana.

From the most serious threat in whole series, she becomes just another therapist character, similar to Gwen, in most fics.

I love her for her cruelty and complicated internal problems. And the fact thet she deals with them by making others suffer.

Truly Uther's daughter.

She was always ready to stand up for her beliefs, there's nothing new. The only differents is: at some point, murder, torture and war became acceptable methods.

Morgana is proud. Always was to some degree, with her fancy dresses and jewelry, but especially in her villain arc.

I don't believe she would take chance to "redeem" herself if given one. ("redeem" because it's one more of "victim shouldn't fight back and just gently try to convince the aggressor to change bs." I have whole another rant for that.)

Her reaction to Gwen's betrayal is very aggressive, too. She very quickly makes a decision to execute them. (Morgause is the one to convince her to act strategically.)

Guess who also tried to/did that.

I like to compare Morgana with Uther, because she haven't done anything more wrong them he had.

In fact, he started it. Oh, but look at that cruel witch, killing innocents. She only wants power.

Reverse it, and you'll get magic community view on Uther.

But just like Uther, Morgana still has love in her heart. Because nobody is a monster 24/7.

Morgana let Mordred go, even when druid was on Arthur's side and the opportunity to kill him was there.

«Why don't you kill me?»

«My argument's not with you, Mordred. How could it be? We're of a kind.»

She took him back and trusted him with a very important task later on.

In conclusion:

Morgana with villain arc is a constant threat, who won't let anyone to shove her in the background. In fact, she will tie you up and give a very detailed rant about her suffering, probably involving torture.

Good!Morgana is a nice witty remarks giver and a therapist, who sits in the background most of the time. We already have Gwen for that.

Don't take me wrong, I love Gwen. But Gwen is not Morgana, and Morgana is not Gwen.

Prioritizing accurate (or at least different) representation of the characters is more valuable to me than make everybody sit in the same castle.

[enlighten3d]

guys im going so insane rn why are they letting me think abt both rau and poetry at once oh my gods

I NEED TO EXPLAIN RAU TO TUMBLR. PARROT KILLS WIFIES BY ACCIDENT BCS HE THOUGHT THAT HE WAS THE CLONE AND THEN THE CLONE (lastfies) REPLACES WIFIES AND PARROT DENIALS/GASLIGHTS HIMSELF INTO THINKING THAT WIFIES NEVER DIED AND THEN HE HAS TO UNLEARN THAT AND LASTFIES IS FUCKED UP AND KILLS PEOPLE INCLUDING KEN BCS KEN DOES NOT LIKE THE SITUATION AND PARROT BLAMES HIMSELF FOR EVERYTHING AND O H M Y G O D S

theres. so much symbolism and cool shit and aaaaaaaaaaaa i love this au deeply. im not normal abt it. i love lastfies. hes fucked up (bcs this is based off The Post and hes the last living clone). and theres the thing of it being a tradition to the clones to rip off the part of the headband that says that clones number when you kill them so when lastfies kills ken (bcs ken and parrot were arguing abt the whole wiifes is dead thing (ken didnt know), parrot was getitng upset and lastfies does anth for parrot bcs parrot saved him and he respects parrot (aka completely misunderstands his grief as approval), lastfies gives parrot kens earring. so. whats another guy dead. he doesnt know ken.

and parrot cant even look at the moon or the stars anymore bcs wifies liked the stars and lastfies doesnt. and when he finally makes a grave for wifies he talks to the stars and imagines him (and ken) as one of the stars looking down at him. and the graves are in the place where parrot buried wifies headband, and the place where he leaves flowers upon flowers, two yellow carnations (one for each of them), and endless apologies, and he gives ken the explanations that she never got but ken doesnt hear them because shes dead.

and wato saw wifies die, saw parrot leave with the wrong wifies, but maybe it was a dream, maybe it was their memory being fucked up after the mask. they stop putting in the personal touches in the escape room, make them a bit easier. the new wifies never was as good at escape rooms. the point isnt to trap lastfies and parrot in them forever. and he cant even grieve because hes not going to fucking talk to parrot, and kens still stuck in proton (HES DEAD KEN IS DEAD HE DIED AT THE END OF PROTON BUT PARROT TELLS NO ONE AND EVERYONE THINKS THST HES ALIVE, JUST TRAPPED IN PROTON FOREVER), so she waits for ken yo show back up so they can figure it out, but ken never shows up.

and the memory of who wifies is is as fucked up as ever. evilfies was wifies, clonefies was wifies, and now its lastfies. clonefies (our wifies) never got an identity of his own, he was always just wifies, no one ever knew that he was separate from Before Wifies (evilfies), and no one now knows that lastfies is a different wifies too. and parrot accidentally killed the memory of clonefies too, not just because he literally killed him but because he never talks about him.

and lastfies thinks that parrot is proud of him, that hes doing the right thing, bcs lastfies has never known anything other than violence and betrayal and tearing off a part of who ones victim was as a keepsake, as a tradition, as maybe a higher chance his number will get called. and parrot is strong in his eyes, parrot just killed yet another wifies, parrot is proud of him because he wears the victories (he keeps that bloodied spyglass on his belt and ties that earring onto a piece of string tucked amongst his feathers and he never lets them go) that lastfies gave him. all of lastfies victories (branzy, thing 1 and thing 2 (kier and dev) (yes those three are dead), and ken) are now parrots bcs hes given them all to parrot. parrot has everything of lastfies thst has ever mattered and lastfies doesnt mind because parrot is his everything and his only friend and ally and as things have always gone that means thet psrrot will kill him eventually and lastfies will accept that when the day comes because hes only ever known betrayal.

fuck im not okay this au is all that i have been thinking for the past three days. fuck. @milo-the-mage thank you for coming up with this idea but also fuck you /pos

gods. sorry this is so incoherent but PLEASEEEEE ASK QUESTIONS IF YOU HAVE THEM, THERES SOOO MUCH I COULD EXPLAINNNNNNN

fuck

[pistatsia]

Okay, trying to be more serious. But just for you to know I'm still fighting an urge to go and scream in my pillow. I'd probably add something later, but for now: First of all - fucking flower petals. They know what they did lol So judging by them and bare trees on the background it is the start of spring - so possibly it was February-March (since thet's when spring in Germany comes). SO most likely they met after the transfer of one of them to the Bastard - since that transfer window opens in January and goes till the start of the February. Secondly, Ness's number on his jersey. In the current timeline he has '8', which is traditional for a center midfielder. But '20', which he uses in their flashbacks? More or less is used for all players, but mostly? For strikers. For example, in his flashbacks Isagi always has '11' number on his jersey, which is also his Blue Lock number - so this change of numbers surely is an important part of the story. Both Chigiri and Bachira have traditional striker's numbers in their school flashbacks. If this wouldn't be important Ness would have '8' in both cases, or at least other number which is more traditional for direct message that he is a midfielder (like with mentioned Blue Lock strikers). Thirdly? The defeat of his pose. It's the end for him. Kaiser crushed him. So, in conclusion - this is probably the worst outcome I feared for. No childhood friends drama, no two traumatized teens against the whole world. Ness really was a striker of his team till Kaiser came and crushed him. Hate to admit it, but those jersey numbers and Ness's defeated pose don't let me thing about anything other. And I hate this idea so much - yes, I know about this Blue Lock's side with Sae and his stupid 'midfielders should not score' and everything, but I'm still so disappointed. Like- I don't watch male football, but- Olga Carmona?? Alexia Putellas? Ella Toone? Manuela Giugliano? Vanessa Gilles? Neither of them is a striker, but each of them is an amazing goalscorer, and it pisses me so much to see that "midfielders are just bad strikers who can't score" stupid thought getting pushed up again.

So for now just praying for the world to prove me wrong haha

[alexalblondo]

look as a mick fan i fully understand being delusional about blond flops (i've been there!) but i honestly feel so confused whenever i see people talking about james vowles like he's guenther steiner 2.0 for what's going on with logan...

don't get me wrong i feel bad for logan and wish the best for him! the whole giving up the car thing wasn't great and it must feel shitty to hear your boss talking so highly about someone that'll be replacing you...but otherwise what the actual fuck are people talking about??? help a girl out please! i genuinely want to understand!

and let me acknowledge here that there were definitely people talking about mick like this in 2022 but tbh i blocked a lot of them because they were being A LOT even for me...

I think it’s a mix of two things cause especially last season and especially Logan fans as far as I saw used to idolize James? Especially after that one race where James told Logan he can retire the car and everything he said about how Logan was put into F1 prematurely and it was on the team to develop him as a driver cause he’s a rookie and just in general seeming approachable and talking so nice about his drivers and focusing on how the team needed to fix the car for them and people acted like he was perfect and had never done anything wrong ever and so one

… and then the chassis thing happened which is both reason 2 he’s so hated by Logan fans cause a lot of people became Logan fans cause of thet and what reversed reason 1 cause Idk this fandom has always been very black and white and he’s clearly the devil now cause Logan should have raced and also he broke Logan with this

Basically if we’re honest when it comes to racing Logan hasn’t improved as much as he should have and now the writing is on the wall and people are looking for someone to blame

(Like I’m not blaming anyone and we all need someone to blame and he’s great there)

[yup-thats-me]

—foreseeable forever ● T. Seiya

a/n: I cannot thank you enough for being so patient with me, anon! I truly had fun writing this and i hope you enjoy reading it too! <3 not proofread

pairing: Takehaya Seiya x fem!reader

summary: maybe opening her heart a bit late was not too bad <3

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“Y/n, I need you to sign this form as the Kyudo Vice President. The homeroom teacher has asked for it.” Seiya Takehaya gave a piece of paper to his best friend.

Y/n’s eyes glided over the form before she thrust the paper into Seiya’s chest, making him stumble back from the sudden force.

“I’ll do it later,” she declared as she hastily took her bow and began shooting at the targets. The other club members seemed to observe them with bated breath, the atmosphere thick.

“Is something the matter with you all?” Y/n questioned, making them turn around and get ready to shoot. Y/n was known to be friendly and although she could be loud, she never lashed out at them like this. And most of the club members knew the reason why.

Seiya gave troubled looks to the boys they could only shake their heads and resume practicing in fear that Y/n might scold them again. She did seem on edge for the past few days.

Takehaya had noticed something; Y/n had been ignoring him for quite some time now. The two would not spend their recess talking about literature, nor did Y/n visit him with baked goods like she used to. Was it because the club activities were too tiring for her? No, she works well under pressure and she loves her position as much as she loves kyudo. Was it because Seiya had not returned the book she lent him? No. That’s not it.

Seiya now made it his mission to make Y/n open up. He couldn’t bear Y/n avoiding him, he needed her to live, no that’s too cheesy. He needs her to—continue existing. For the next hour, Seiya spent the club hours not shooting arrows but pestered Y/n with all sorts of things in hopes that she will finally give in and say what’s wrong.

“Y/n can I come over at your house for the math homework?”

“No.”

“Do you want to drink something? I’ll get it for you”

“Nope.”

“Want to go for a walk on our way home?”

“I’m busy.”

“Y/n, can y—” She cut the boy off. “Takehaya Seiya, I don’t know what you’re up to but leave me alone!”

Ouch, the full name, Seiya thought. He’s really in trouble now. Nonetheless, he held the girl’s hand firmly. “But I want to know what happened with you!”

Y/n shook her hand to get him off but Seiya was persistent. “Nothing happened, now let me go.” Y/n said or ordered him but Seiya still held on to her.

“Let me go, I have to practise. Unlike you, Seiya, I’m not a genius in everything I do.”

“Is Kyudo more important than me?”

Tears pricked Y/n’s eyes. Seeing thet, Seiya could no longer hold her anymore. “If only,” Y/n walked away from him, taking her bows and packing them.

“Takigawa-san, can I leave early today?” The coach could only hum out a ‘hmm’ before the girl stormed off the Kazemai kyudo hall.

The girls too started to pack their things and the boys gathered around Seiya. It took him a few minutes to compose himself before he asked the guys if anyone knew anything. It was only Nanao who commented.

“You don’t know anything about girls, do you?”If it was any other time, Seiya would have laughed it off but he’s not in the state of mind to joke.

“Now’s not the time, Kisaragi.”

“But he’s true though,” Kaito said as he ran his hair through his auburn hair. “What do you mean?”

Nanao giggled. “Honestly Seiya, do you need another par of glasses to see it?’’ The poor boy was dumbstruck once again. “See what?”

“That  Y/n is in love with you.”

It did not matter who said that, all Takehaya could feel was his heart beating so loudly against his chest that he felt it would burst out. “She…does?”

Kaito sighed, patting Seiya at the back. “If I were you, I’d run after. Would not want for her to get stolen from me,” he said with a smirk.

Almost instantaneously, Seiya charged out the door and ran towards the bus stand where he quickly spotted Y/n walking with her head down. Before he would lose sight of her, he sprint and caught her wrist, making her turn around.

“Seiya…!”

“Y/n, please tell me what’s going on, please! I need to know!”

His demand made the girl look down at the floor. How could he expect for a girl to open up her heart only for it to be broken? What’s the point? He’ll only end up hating her, but she needed to tell him. She needed to tell him how her heart skipped a beat whenever she looked at him, how she always imagined them to be together before she went off to sleep, every day, and how jealous she would get whenever she would see Seiya talking to other girls. She needed to, even if it meant it would break her heart. He had to know.

“Do you really want to know?’’

“More than anything.”

“Then listen,” she breathed in. “I hate you, Takehaya Seiya. I hate you for making me this way. I hate you for you have made me choose my heart rather than my head. I hate how you make me feel, hate how I cannot help but smile whenever I look or even think of you. I’m so in love with you, that it hurts,” her tears fell uncontrollably as she finally bared her heart open.

Seiya could not form a response, all he could do was pull y/n close to him and let her cry her heart out, he could only caress and play with her hair and wait for her to calm down. It was now his time to wait, and he would do so until however long.

When she finally did calm down, he made her look at him. “How long have you loved me?”

“…2nd  grade of middle school,” Y/n replied hesitantly making the boy “Wow.”

Seiya pulled her for a kiss, startling her but once she realized what was happening, she quickly kissed him back. “One,” Seiya said when they pulled away before pulling her back in. “Two,” he did this for a total of two more times.

“That,” he said as he lovingly caressed Y/n’s face, “was for all those years that I have not loved you. I’ll love you everyday for our foreseeable forever.”

The club members who were watching could no longer hold in their happiness as the girls squealed, giving away their hiding spot making the boys facepalm.

“You guys can come out now,” Takehaya smiled, as they ran towards them to congratulate.

Y/n was happy, truly happy. Maybe she should have been more confident in herself, but even though it was a long wait, it was worth it.

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[nofomogirl]

Before the Beginning (part 1.2.)

Part 1.1. | Part 1.3. | Part 1.4. | Part 1.5. |

Part 2.1. | Part 2.2. | Part 2.3. | Part 2.4. |

This series of posts is about the opening scene of S2. Obviously. In every X.1. post I will propose one theory of what I believe the scene tells us about the universe and the characters, and then in the following X posts (X.2. and on) I will interpret scenes from both seasons applying and further examining thet theory.

My first theory, which I presented in the opening post, is that the Fall was a far more transformative event than both we, the audience, and the characters in the show, especially Aziraphale, have ever realized. I believe it's communicated to us by showing us pre-Fall Crowley who has no serpentine traits, from which we can infer that he had no serpentine nature either. It had only appeared after the Fall.

Now I'd like to examine the scenes where Crowley's past angelic identity is ever brought up.

In this post, we'll be looking at the (in)famous Bandstand Breakup from S1E3. The beginning of that scene is one of the earliest instances Crowley's past angelic identity is ever brought up properly.

Here's the original dialogue:

A: It's the Great Plan Crowley. C: Yeah. For the record, great pustulent mangled bollocks to the Great blasted Plan! A: May you be forgiven. C: I won't be forgiven. Not ever. That's part of the demon's job description. Unforgivable. That's what I am. A: You were an angel once. C: That was a long time ago.

I'm not going to lie, I didn't notice anything unusual about it after S1. It's a brief exchange and the Bandstand Breakup is a heavily emotional scene, so even after multiple rewatches it got lost for me among all the other things that were going on.

If anything, my interpretation was that Aziraphale meant Crowley might not be as unforgivable as he claims. But I really wasn't thinking too much about it.

But now that I have a reason to look specifically at those two lines, they are very unusual.

Just compare them to the dialogue from the very same episode, from the 1862 St. James Park scene:

C: Look, I've been thinking. What if it all goes wrong? We have a lot in common, you and me. A: I don't know. We may have both started off as angels but you are fallen.

And, OK, this was somewhat unusual too, but only in how extreme it was, not in the sentiment either of them was expressing. It was perfectly on-brand for Crowley to try and bring Aziraphale's attention to how the differences between them weren't really all that big or significant. It was just as perfectly on brand for Aziraphale to insist they were on opposite sides.

In fact, they both express the very same sentiments during the bandstand scene.

Except in those early lines I quoted where their roles are practically reversed for a brief moment. By pointing out that Crowley was an angel once, it's Aziraphale who tries to convince Crowley they are more similar than it may appear. And by brushing Aziraphale off it's Crowley who shuts down that line of reasoning and underlines the divide between them.

You must admit it is unusual.

So why would they?

When it comes to Aziraphale, it's important to remember that at the time this scene was happening, he was in an exceptional and very difficult position. I've already addressed it in one of my older posts, so I'm just going to quote myself:

"At the end of episode 2, Aziraphale learned who and where the Antichrist was and it was the first piece of real information he got that could actually make a difference. He needed to make a choice about what to do with it and it pretty much paralysed him.

First, immediately after finding out, he got a call from Crowley asking for updates and lied claiming he didn't know anything. Then he arranged the meeting with the Archangels but withheld most of the information and when asked directly where the Antichrist might be he lied again that he wasn't sure. Then he met Crowley face to face (this is where the scene we're discussing takes place), once more lied (by omission) about the Antichrist, insisted he wouldn't tell him anyway, and eventually broke up with him. The next day he approached Gabriel and tried to reason with him by mentioning "human prophecies" but not the Antichrist. Then Crowley approached him again and was rejected again. And finally, he got cornered and assaulted by Michael, Uriel, and Sandalphon.

Frankly, I haven't even noticed it before, with all the other scenes in between, and all the emotions involved, but it's a very clear pattern, isn't it? Crowley - Heaven - Crowley - Heaven - Crowley - Heaven. Nothing could illustrate better how Aziraphale was swinging between the two."

Aziraphale is trying to figure out what to do. He's currently in a swing away from Heaven - which put him off the idea of telling them during their meeting - and towards Crowley. He's searching for reasons and arguments why he might choose siding with Crowley. And it's all very high stakes and emotionally intense.

And under all this immense pressure Aziraphale brings up, in a rather small and pleading voice, something that seems uncharacteristic at the time.

"You used to be an angel once".

You used to be like me. You still are.

This was a perfect opening for Crowley. He should have picked that thread and pulled and he would very likely get where he wanted. Starting from there would make it so much easier to back all his arguments and prove all his points. But he didn't.

Crowley straight-up refused to discuss it.

He pretty much shut the door Aziraphale opened for him and then not even a minute later proceeded to try and break through the wall...

Why?

That is a much simpler question. Just like Aziraphale, Crowley was heavily distressed. He didn't know about the Antichrist. He believed he was running out of options and out of time. The world was about to end and he was powerless to do anything about it. He didn't have the mental capacity to reexamine and discuss this very sensitive and problematic topic right then.

We are not done with the scene yet, but for now, let's leave it. In the next post, we'll look at ones when Crowley is a bit more open about the subject - the Job minisode.

[moneyloversstuff]

Summary: Natasha cheated on you

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People say that everything happens for a reason but, you don't see why this happened.

In the past hour, you lost the love of your life to a friend you have known since childhood.

You still remember the look on her face when you saw them together

Steve and Natasha have been extra close lately you thought it was normal the two have been friends forever so you didn't do anything about it and you were too busy to notice planning your proposal th natasha

Now your face staind with tears siting in your car in a burgerking parking lot eating a 40 Dollars worth of food thinking where did it go wrong with calls and text from natasha

You two used to be so happy cooking together well you cooking while nat watched

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"Darling have i ever told you thet i'm so gratefull that your here, i don't know what i would do with out you" natassha said with a Smile wraping her arm aroun you wais from the back while you were cooking dinner

"Well you would Probably starve" you said Jokingly

"I wouldnt starve" you look at her face her cute pout and Beautiful red hair framing her face, her green eyes you could look in to forever

"our dinner is done all i have to do is put in a plate"

Natasha expresion went from pouty to excited

After plating everything natasha set the table

"It smells so good dekta","thank you natty, so how was your day?"you asked natasha experion went quiet she took a while to think like she was making a up a story or somthing,"babe you okay?"she Immediately changed her expresion to her nomal smile "it was fine what about you detka"

Your worryis slipt away as soon as she called you detka, it was nickname you loved , only she chould call you that no one else chould "it was fine i spet sometime with steve and wanda grabing some food at a cafe, then i did some work listed to some music, and thats it i guess"

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"You remember that memory vividly, the smell of the chicken cooking filling the kitchen with warmth and promise, a stark contrast to the cold reality you now face. The betrayal cuts deep, slicing through the fabric of trust and shattering the illusions of love you once held dear.

As you stare at the ring you bought her, its glimmering reminder of promises broken, a tidal wave of emotions crashes over you. Doubt gnaws at your soul, whispering cruel questions of worthiness and deservingness. What did you do to deserve this? How could someone you poured your heart and soul into for five years betray you so callously?

Each memory of laughter shared, dreams whispered, and plans made now feels tainted broken

You put the ring away, put all the food in the passenger seat want8ng to go somewhere but not knowing where so you just drive as far and fast as you can,

After a while of drivinh ou stop you look at the apartmen the plave you called home the place you spent years of your life in a life before the avengers before natasha before all that

You grab everything you maniget to pack while in a screaming match with natasha a duffle bag filled with stuff clothes pants shirts exesosorys some importent jewlery and wallet phone keys laptop

The food then go in

To your old apartment before you moved in with nat it is comfy place that chould use some fixing you go to the, looking around the place you remeber the first year of your relation ship with natasha her staying here the memorys the baking the movienight you sheed a tear

Its been 6 hours since it happend and your just supresing your feelings so you don't breakdown

Give me some insite on how i gould do better then thsi

[prapaiwife]

This was everything that needed to be said so they both can put this to rest. Their friendship is far from perfect as everyone's in their group. But the one thing I can say that never failed was the love between mew and ray. For them both to be honest with each other and say they are both in love with their person. And their isn't any animosity they just truly want each other to be happy. Also for them to hold themselves accountable for what has happened is a big step especially for ray. Cause for ray to say I noticed you weren't over top and used me but I was hoping that maybe it would've gone the way I thought. Like ray has seen what love truly feels to be reciprocated in that why he wants. Thet isn't forced this was a genuine love that came to be. And though he and mew relationship didnt last in that way, their friendship is now if anything more on a stronger base cause they overcame this hurdle. To be better friends to each other and continue to support the other happiness cause their love is the strongest in friendship and that's okay cause love comes in many different forms. And i stress that being a good friend is holding each other accountable, cause it shows maturity to say I did this and i did that and it was wrong of me takes alot of guts.

*I feel Pride nowadays holds people back so for you to put that aside and admit to your wrongs and also admitting that you weren't innocent as well cause you allowed yourself to continue something that you knew wasn't right, (giving yourself that grace and understanding)is a step in a good direction in order for you yourself or you and somebody else to move foward*

[weirdo-autumn]

It's time to make a long ahh post on my OC just because

(This is going to be extremely long so be prepared-)

Nao Nishi (尚 二死), pronouns are she/they

they had a bit of a difference appearance, somewhat longer hair and an eye patch

They were more quiet, collected. While she still is, it was much more back then

They don't really care about what anyone says anymore- it's always the same insults repeated over and over again and she just got tired of it all

They love their parents dearly, along with present friends

Lonely as heck but hey, they didn't mind

...okay she did but just a LITTLEEE bit

They were the quiet kid in class, just doing she own thing

But if someone, such as a teacher, would talk to them- she would play a cheerful persona who acted like nothing was wrong

They have *such* a high love for samurai and warriors and japanese history and urban legends and all that- that's why they have her katana- that they got from their parents, hand-made

Also love scary stories

One time she wrote their own for a class assignment and they got an A

The best mark they ever got in her life, usually it's average

They also enjoy things like simply sitting around and listening to the sounds of wherever she is, like in a park, listening silently to the winds and possibly other people around doing whatever

They didn't enjoy talking with people much, because. yeah.

But now, they could talk all day but get embarrassed about it because god did she really talk this much

They have a love/hate for coffee

Things they really hate aren't much but- wasps, loud sounds/noises, getting sick, causing attention on herself, lying about anything to family/friends you know nothing special especially when they're forced to in a situation anyway-

Just two years ago, they lived in Japan with their parents- Liam and Nirako (韮高) ((designs in work)).

Back then, with somewhat longer hair, Nao never had their mask but an eye patch to cover her blind eye that they were born with, and because of that, it caused the people around her to be judged, mocked, and looked down upon.

Some of this madness was spread to their family but everyone's eyes were on and only on Nao.

Which was the absolute worst. But, they somehow managed to keep herself together- those were just complete strangers that didn't know a THING about them or her family, sure it hurt but those words meant practically nothing.

In school it was practically the same, whispers going around, laughter, mockery, same old same old. It was boring. And annoying.

But when someone with the name of Uso Akane (嘘 茜) came by,

" say... wanna become friends ? " he displayed a grin on his energetic face.

That smile.

That darn smile.

It made them sick.

Was it some joke? Some sick prank?

This entire time they've dealt with being alone but suddenly this guy shows up like nothing such a happy figure, does he really think she would fall for this?

" i don't think you're a bad person- " cut the crap, they aren't that stupid.

Everyone has talked about her.

Everyone thinks they're disgusting. A creepy little freak.

Why would anyone want to be friends with someone like that?

" everyone thinks and speaks on what they believe, but I believe you're actually kinda cool. This world judges people too much just for something simple as your eye. " he said, moving his hands in various ways to express more.

...

" you don't deserve that treatment, not one bit of it. "

" so, i'll ask again... " then, he stuck out his hand.

" can we be friends ? "

...

Why did he seem so desperate for a 'yes'?

That's what ticked Nao off the most.

They didn't know anymore if it was all a joke, a prank, or... nothing.

But... it could be...

" ...... fine. "

They wish she said 'no'.

They wanted to slap, hit, punch herself but. They chose this path.

She was just sick of being alone.

That friendship was all a lie yet thet stayed in that spot for so long.

His name is clearly a clue but NOPE. Apparently not.

Nao slid down to the ground, hugging their knees as they couldn't do anything but sit there as they overheard the familiar and other voices inside the classroom.

Go on and on and on and on about their disgusting, annoying, worthless, inhumane presence. A waste a space.

The complete usual for her, really.

It was gonna happen anyway.

And every single person was going to get a piece of their mind.

....... *click*

A year later, everything was back to normal.

Sort of.

Now, their hair is cut short.

Still the same old whispering and talking and mocking but it was less this time around.

Probably because of an 'incidence' that happened just a year back.

No idea what I'm talking about well-

Uso got outed.

By the half-sighted child herself.

Basically, Nao had hid as well as they could and with a tape recorder she bought, recorded every single time they were talked behind her back.

Ended up getting a recording of Uso hitting them across her face and that moment made everything so much better for them once everything came out.

She had kept it all inside.

So many emotions locked in.

They didn't even tell her parents, as too not worry the two more. They... had their own things to deal with after all.

Nao thought it was weird that not a single person found out but, maybe their fake little persona works in ways that even she doesn't know.

A happy, cheerful, just as energetic kid, as every other child.

But she hated it.

Their parents too.

It wasn't them but a mere, hollow, fake as plastic doll.

That no one but their parents truly loved.

Well, at least their dad did.

Nao never once wanted to act like that thing around their dad.

Her parents ended up divorcing, now it's just them and dad.

It was upsetting, but things like this happen- it's life.

Arguments are a part of that life too.

But doing to either of them would make them hate herself more.

But aside from all the baggage, this time around, they've been a bit more confident about herself, like, they simply don't care anymore.

She took off their eye patch ever since school ended, ever since she got up on that stage and gave it their all to the graduating students of their student- that was something for everyone to remember, especially by all the clapping and loud cheering by some people that made an impact on their school life it- it was something.

Those people will certainly never be forgotten, those two students and their teacher.

Nao didn't know whether to call them friends or simply acquaintances but they did mean a lot anyway.

Asahi Sakura had been there from the start- practically glued onto them, while it was annoying, she was genuine the entire time, even though she had to lie between her teeth with the others.

" gosh you're SO COOL!!! " she would squeal in utter amazement.

Then there was Hajimi Matsuno, the one who was the first to find out about what Nao was doing and how they really were.

" you're... something, all right... " he muttered as a nervous, breathless chuckle came out.

Their teacher, Osuka Akane, a kind-hearted women who treated Nao like any other person- with her warm smile and words.

" i may not know what you feel like, but you have every right to feel this anger inside. " she spoke softly, grasping the now broken racket from their hands.

It was the best Nao ever felt in their life, and it was even better to see and hear their dad to be so proud and happier himself.

So things were going well, even better as Nao didn't give a care in the world and acted more cheerful and upbeat- no longer faking it.

And soon, they both would be moving across the country- somewhere where they could move on and live a good future, with new people in their lives- make friends maybe even meet old ones

And certainly, Nao made those few friends.

...And a crush too. But I bet you know that bit already.

[superpyodan]

here's a free pass to gush about Kenny 💚

GOD. I've been thinking about this ALLLLL day, like since the second you sent it, but now that I have explicit permission to talk about Kenny, I don't even know what to say. LMAO like... my brain is just complete mush, every thought I have about him leaves as soon as it arrives or turns into something else entirely. It's hell in there!!!!

Rambling below :P

I just. Have been thinking a lot about Kenny's mental health struggles (for obvious reasons) and the way that translates into how he treats Alex?? And the part it plays in their relationship dynamic??

I tend to think of Alex as someone who has mental health struggles, but has a really good support system which has allowed him some level of healing. He has Evelyn and Haley, and by extension Emily. And Haley loves Alex so FIRECLY that he doesn't have the space to truly feel sorry for himself. In a good way though - Not in an 'everything gets repressed' way. Alex is just a TALKER and he talks to Haley and he talks to Evelyn and it helps him a lot!! I think the people arouns Alex have proven to him that he is loved, and he truly believes that he is. So the gay thing was like, the final hurdle to him essentially just becoming the best version of himself.

Whereas Kenny is... not a talker. He's never had a support system in the same way that Alex does. He and his parents fell out after Allen's death, but he didn't have a particularly close relationship with them anyway. He had no friends in the city, and Oliver was obviously NOTTTT an option. I think that like- Kenny's been taught time and time again that no one cares slash wants to know about the things that are going on in his brain. So being in Pelican Town is kinda overwhelming for him - He's like huh? Abby wants to know things about me? Nah, she's just asking to be polite. Like... MAN IS ALLERGIC TO TALKING ABOUT HIMSELF, in any context! So talking about negative stuff is soooo much worse for him!

Anyway, what Kenny CAN do is be there for other people. We've seen that he's good at doing that -- For Shane, and for Alex. Alex likes Kenny for so many reasons, but truly believes thet Kenny has a very big, very soft heart. I think everyone believes this, really, and it's true!! If he didn't, he wouldn't be such an anxious mess. He's just been hurt so badly, dude. So many times. It's hard for him to believe that other people won't take that opporunity if it ever arises.

He was so quick to fall for Alex, though. And that's because Alex has that big soft heart on the OUTSIDE. It's not until Kenny and Alex are actually in a relationship that Kenny starts worrying about things, becuse he doesn't even really process that there's anything wrong with him. He doesn't WANT to, you know? He did all of that already! He was depressed as a teenager! He can't be depressed as an adult, too!!

Except, he is, bro. Jesus.

So Alex and Kenny's dynamic turns on it's head a little bit. Kenny's always been the caregiver. He's always made an effort to show up for people. Alex, on the other hand, is usually the one that's taken care of. This swaps around during Shades of Green, and creates a really sweet dynamic between the two of them. Kenny's struggling to talk to Alex about things, but the thing is - Alex wants nothing but to LOVE Kenny. Kenny is deserving of love, and Alex knows he hasn't gotten that love, and wants to do everything he can to make Kenny feel... safe, I guess!

They both care so much about each other, in exactly the same way, but because their brains work so differently emotionally, it creates a kind of flip-flop of who the emotionally dominant one is in their relationship. This has been seen already (I hope... If my writing is good enough? lol) but it's only going to get more prevalent. Kenny has to FIGHT the urge to scoop Alex up and take care of him because he's injured, whereas Alex knows that Kenny's going through a tough time and is like ''BRO... LET ME DO THE NURTURING!! PLEASE!!''

idk. This went on for far too long, but because it's what I'm writing about at the moment, it's what I'm thinking about. I really hope I'll be able to portray how fucking sappy they are about each other, though. Like once Kenny's guard is down, that's IT. You thought Kenny was lovesick before?? Oh baby it's only going to get worse. and I'm EXCITED. and I LOVE them.

<3

[countessofravenclaw]

I'm just gonna dropp some more original writing for all of yours enjoyement.

I am mostly writing these as for my own enjoyment, but also was writing excercises to get myself more comfortable with writing certain things but also as character exploration for Isla and Marco,. whihc help me write them in my main works.

To know thet charcter, you have to know where they came from. Even if they are adults in my writing, in a very healthy and stable relatioship, they were once young people figuring out what they actually meant for each other.

That's what the story I call The Sunflower's Seed is about.

So, I figure this probably needs some context, given that this is a snippet from middle of the story. It's happening durng what I call the I can see you era (If you know what I mean, I refemnce Miss Swift forver and always). So it's mutual pining, we are just friends~no you're not, no one is brave enough to confess, frienzone is only in your head, everybody is seeing the tension, kind of time. It's 1996, they are 20 and in college. The specific context of this snippet is that: If you remember from Part 11 of S2AU, Isla told Luna and Nina how she and Marco used to go running together at college before they were together, while she does not like running, but did it to be cose to him. Well, during one of those runs, she fell and twisted her ankle.

“Are you doing okay?” Marco moved his hand on Isla’s back they walked toward the hallway where her room was located. 

“I keep telling you. I’m fin…” She grimaced as a sharp pain shot through her ankle. 

“And I keep telling you, it could be sprained.” Marco looked at her, his eyes filled with worry. “You need ice on it.”

Why are you so worried about me? The thought echoed in Isla’s head. Please, just say it and we can be done with this pretense. 

“Maybe you are on the wrong field,” Isla broke off the eye contact, before she got completely lost in it. “You should have been a doctor.” 

“Too late for that,” He shook his head laughing as he turned to look at the stairwell that led to the right hallway. “What’s that?”

“Oh, that.” Isla looked at the stairs as well. “They’re doing some construction, so few of the steps are missing at the start. It’s fine, you can just jump over them.” 

“You can’t.” Marco looked at her again. “Not with your ankle. That’s quite high.”

“I guess you’re right.” Isla looked at the stairs again. She still didn’t believe that her ankle was sprained, but it did hurt. “We can just walk around to the entrance on the other side.”

“That’s way too far.” Marco shook his head. 

“Well, you’re the one who said that I can’t get over the stairs,” Isla huffed, so what do you suggest we do?”

“There’s one way to get over that.” Marco looked at her… Then he promptly took her hand and…

Isla realized too late what was happening, as Marco lifted her up.

Why was it hard to breathe? 

Who was she kidding, she knew exactly why. Marco Perida had his arms around her, he was carrying her in his criminally gorgeous strong muscled arms.  

His arm was around her waist, and she was wearing a crop top. Her skin was exposed, and his touch was burning her skin off. 

Then she made the grave mistake of looking into his eyes… The pure affection, concern, care and kindness that was shining from them. What was going on? 

She couldn’t start to claim she hadn’t had this exact dream about a hundred times. Marco holding her tightly… If only he moved his hands little more up, under her shirt—

“There.” Marco placed her to the upper step and let go of her. 

Isla was about to wine in protest that he let go off her, but as she turned around, anything she wanted to say got caught in her throat as she looked at him. 

Her knight in shining armor… 

“Okay, let's go.” Marco climbed over the missing steps to where Isla was standing. “Can you get the rest of these up?”

She wanted to say no. Only to get back into his arms. “Yeah, I think I can.” 

“Nat?” Isla asked as they walked into her empty dorm room. “Huh? I guess she’s not here.” 

“Where is she?” Marco followed her. 

“I was sure she had exams this week, but who knows.” Isla shrugged, “She probably picked up a night shift or something. I don’t know what she loves so much about babysitting a hotel check-in desk.” She saw Marco’s expression. “What?”

“You shouldn’t be alone here right now.” He insisted, while reaching to take her hand

“I’ll be fine.” Isla responded, even if her heart was throwing somersaults at this very moment. 

“No.” Marco shook his head. “You need to get off your feet.” 

He pulled her gently, so she sat down on her bed. 

“I don’t think it’s swollen.” Isla pulled her left foot up on the bed and began unlacing her sneaker. “Aih. It might not be sprained, but it hurts.” She said through gritted teeth. 

“Let me help you with that.” Marco reached and helped her to pull the shoe off her foot gently. He dropped the sneaker next to the bed and got on his knees on the floor, so Isla’s feet were on his eyeleven. He ran his fingers on her ankle. “Yeah, I don’t think it’s swollen.”

Part of Isla wanted to scream for him to stop doing that, because didn’t he know how turned on she was already by him. This was making it worse. At the same time, she didn’t want him to stop. 

His fingers moving on her ankle… Every single touch sent sparks in her body. 

How can you not see what you’re doing to me?

“So, not probably sprained.” 

“Yeah, false alarm.” He nodded, a little solemnly, and looked up at Isla. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” She looked at him confused. 

“All the fussing,” Marco sat down on the floor and leaned on the foot of her bed. “I’m sorry. It’s just a force of habit at this point.” 

“Because of your parents?” Isla asked, while she already knew the answer. You could see it from his eyes.

“Yeah,” Marco nodded, “They are notoriously good at downplaying everything, especially Mom. I was 15 when they got diagnosed, and pretty much had to steal the patient reports so I could read them and know what was going on. They finally relented after they caught me doing that. They said that they just wanted to protect me and Tomas but…”

“...sometimes protection like that will just end up hurting more.” Isla nodded. 

“They finally admitted that I need to know, because it’s me who has to take care of things when they…” His voice trailed off for a moment, “When they die. I know that they have accepted that, we can’t avoid the inevitable.” 

Isla looked at him. He was juggling so much, and still made an effort to look after her too. It was just his nature, such unmatched kindness that you didn’t find in a lot of people. 

“Are you cold?” Marco turned his head rapidly, as Isla shivered slightly. 

“Little bit.” She responded, “It’s the work out clothes.” 

“Here.” Marco unzipped his hoodie and draped it on her shoulders. Isla accepted it gratefully, completely ignoring that they were in her dorm room, and she could have just grabbed a cardigan from a closet. 

“Thanks.” Isla ran her hand on the fabric. The material was soft… She looked up at his eyes again.  

How long were they supposed to keep up this pretense? 

She realized that unconsciously she had already started to open her mouth, and it looked like Marco was about to do the same. 

“9 PM, so I have time to do…” Right at that moment Natalia, Isla’s roommate, walked in. “Hi?”

“Hi.” Isla tore her eyes off Marco. Nat was looking at them quite curiously, especially Marco. 

“Marco right?” Natalia asked. 

“Yeah.” He nodded, and started pushing himself off the floor. “Natalia?”

“Live and in person.” She nodded. “I’ve heard alot about you.”

“Good things I hope.” Marco responded while glancing at Isla. “I’ll leave you to it. See you later?”

“Yeah.” Isla nodded and watched helplessly as Marco walk out of the room. 

“Did I interrupt something?” Nat turned to look at her, raising her eyebrow. 

“No, of course not.” Yes, of course she did. Isla shook her head. “What would you have interrupted?”

“You tell me.” Natalia shrugged her shoulders. “Funny how you been talking about the guy, your friend, for like almost five months and I’ve never seen him here before.”

“Well, now you have.” Isla responded defensively. She actually wished that Nat actually would have walked into something compromising, because that would have meant that she and Marco would have been in a compromising position together. And that was what she wanted. “We were on a run and I twisted my ankle.”

She reached down to feel her foot, running her hand over where Marco had touched her. 

“Okay, you okay?”

“Yeah, it just hurts a little.” 

“How did you get up the stairs?” 

“I managed.” Isla responded, her mind going straight back to being in Marco’s arms while he lifted her up in the air. 

“Anyway, I just came here to drop these off. I have a night shift.” Natalia shrugged and dropped a folder on her bed. Then she promptly walked out of the door herself and Isla was left alone. 

She let out a frustrated grunt. How long was she supposed to stand this?”

Isla pulled Marco’s hoodie off her shoulders and held it in her hands. She shamelessly buried her face in it, completely engulfed with the scent and the smell of him. 

She took a deep breath as the frustration and desire started growing in her. What was she going to do?

For a moment she fantasized of letting herself run into his dorm room, and throwing herself onto him without any sort of shame. Use all the powers of seduction she could muster so he’d take her to his bed. 

But that was just a fantasy. 

***

Marco rolled over on his bed. He really didn’t want to look at the time, because he did not want to get up. Obviously, he had slept terribly. 

His mind kept replaying yesterday's events on a loop. Not just what had happened, also what could have, what didn’t… What he had wanted to happen.

What had he done?

He just couldn’t stand the sight to see Isla in pain and he had acted without thinking. Lifting her up, her in his arms, had felt so right. 

Touching her had done such unspeakable things to him, that he wasn’t even sure how he had been able to keep his hands from feeling up her body, in every single way. 

This was impossible. He couldn’t stand this. 

He very reluctantly got up and pulled some actual clothes on. He busied himself for ten minutes with arranging his notebooks on the desk. He didn’t actually have class today, so he didn’t need to do that, but it kept his mind busy.

Honestly, the best solution for this was to hide away at the library or a study hall for the whole day. Seeing no one and speaking to no one—

Suddenly there was a knock on his door. 

That was probably Micheal. That’s it for not seeing anyone. 

“Hey.” He almost completely froze when he opened the door. 

Isla was standing at his door frame in the morning, smiling brightly. God her smile was one of the most beautiful things in this world, right after her eyes. 

“Hi.” Marco could fluster a response. This wasn’t exactly helping in the slightest, when it already was hard to be around her. 

“I thought you might want this back.” Isla held his hoodie toward him. No, he didn’t want it back. It was hers, like he wanted to be. 

“It’s fine.” He shook his head, trying to snap back into reality. “Should you be up? It’s still quite early. You could have slept in.”

“I don’t know how to sleep in.” Isla laughed, “You know that.”

“I do.” He nodded, while her laugh was completely destroying him. 

Kiss her. Pull her in. Make her yours.

The words were echoing in his mind, getting progressively louder. He couldn’t drown them out.

“Isla—” He opened his mouth, before he had realized what he was doing. “I…”

“Perida!” Both whipped their heads around to see a secretary from the front office was rushing down the hallway. 

“What?” Marco asked. No, no no, not now. Why was the timing never on his side?

“There’s a call for you,” The secretary explained, “They said it was highly urgent.” 

Marco felt his heart jump on his throat. The regular updates about his Dad had never been urgent before…

He glanced at isla quickly, before he started to follow the secretary. 

As they had reached the office and Marco had been let in alone, he took a breath, before grabbing the landline. “Hello?”

“This is Marco Perida?” An unfamiliar voice came from the other end. 

“Yes.” He responded. “Who is this?”

“Dr. Ramiwec from Quirón Salud Córdoba Hospital.” The voice broke again. “We are sorry to inform you that your father Dario Perida was pronounced dead at 2:54 AM this morning.” 

Marco placed his hand on the desk to keep himself steady.

Obviously, we know thay end up getting married so this will have a happy ending... But who doesn't love some mutual pining? And people love to interrup don't they they? Always at the right moment. But this is how we build tension.

[zenytara]

Cole Cassidy (Jesse McCree). Romantic headcanons.

When he first met you, the first thing Cole noticed were your lips. Yeah, exactly, lips. Why? You were smiling, when he approached you and your friend. And, oh my, your smile was something!

It made his heart beat faster, and almost everytime when you talked to each other he was looking right at them.

Later he had fallen for you just because of your eyes. If your smile was like a treasure for the cowboy, then sparks in your beautiful eyes made them look like real diamonds or shining stars in the night sky.

Cole's flirting at first may seems very bold, and it was like that with you for a while. But when you got to know each other better, he started to flirt with you smoothly, and it sounds soooo cute.

"Is somethin' wrong with me?" "What do you mean?" "'I just can't take my eyes from yours."

Or "Have you ever seen a goddess?" "What? No!" "Then you should look in the mirror, darlin'. "

He won't push you to anything, he really cares about your well being, so he won't confess you right away. Maybe it will happen after a few months after his realizing that he loves you. If you reject him, he will need some time to cool down, and then will continue spending time with you as a friend. But if your feeling are mutual, then be ready for the beautiful love story with this amazing man.

His love language are quality time and physical touch.

Oh, love, I hope you love PDA or don't mind it, because this man loves you so much, that he can't hold himself.

Cole needs to touch, to feel your warmth, to make sure thet you are real, not a ghost.

When you're around the others, he can place a kiss on the cheek while others are distracted with something; he can pull you closer to him, when you're sitting on the coach together watching the movie, or just hold your hand when you're talking to someone.

If you go on a mission together, then he accompanies you wherever he can, just to make sure you'll be OK.

The cowboy's like your guardian angle, always looking after you, even when he surrounded by the enemies. But even then he manages to show off. It's important to show everyone that no one messes with him or his S/O.

Most of the time tha dates are romantic, Cole loves to take you to restaurant that you like, or stay at home and make a dinner together. Sometimes he suggests activities, like, horse riding, or swimming or surfing, playing some sport, or he can practice with you in shooting.

Well, Cole also deserves the tittle of sugar daddy :3. He loves giving you gifts or buying something what you want, like, just because he want to see you happy and satisfied.

Every day he gives you a huge amount of compliments and kisses, trying to make you feel loved, Cole want you to know, that you're the best that he has in his life and deserve even more, then he gives you.

And he can be goofy. A lot. He feels free with, he can be himself and even say something stupid, not to be ashamed after. You're his soulmate, he trusts you like no one ever before, and will cheer you up with some funny pick up lines and stupid things, like making silly faces.

Ahem, so... I hope you liked that and I'm asking to not judge me too strict, especially my english and Cole. I love this man and it's just the way i see him.

[dre6ming]

headcanon of austin and y/n when thet fight!! thankss

Though I wish they never have a fight, they will at some point. My heart aches thinking of all the ways they could lose what they have because they both have lots of baggage and the obvious age difference of ten years.

You can still send me headcanons if you have more

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Austin would probably try and be the bigger person in the whole thing, but really all maturity goes to you in this.

He would get mad at you for not communicating enough saying things like: “I’m not a fucking mind reader, you’ve gotta tell me when something bothers you” raising he’s voice a bit

You have a tough skin, having grown up in a family with lots of conflict, so you keep your ground: “don’t you dare raise your voice at me Austin, I will not stand for it”

He’d probably need a minute to cool off so he ultimately leaves to get some fresh air

You break down crying because it feels so wrong to be mad at him and him leaving cuts you deep, the fear that he might be gone for good striking you like a freight train

Austin can’t really calm down no matter how long he walks around, so he ends up being gone for 3 hours.

You call him, twice before you realize he’s left his phone at your place and that brings you back to the way your dad used to do it, worrying your mom and you

Finally he comes home and finds you asleep on the couch, with dried tears on your cheeks

“Baby, I’m sorry, please forgive me” he would say then snuggle up to you on the couch, kissing your forehead

“My dad used to do this, leave home without any answer for hours, when he’d be back, he was either drunk or more mad.” You whisper, lifting your eyes up to look at him

“I was scared you’ll do the same, I was scared of you, I deserve better than that” you say getting up form the couch and going to your room.

The next morning, you wake up to a surprise, something wet touching your cheek.

“I’m so sorry for scaring you baby. (Y/n) I’m so sorry for everything.” Austin says as you notice the kitten licking at your face.

“Ashley had a friend whose cat gave birth and was looking for a new home for the kittens. This is Dandelion or Dandy, whichever you like”

You kiss him, brushing your hands through his hair. “I like Dandy, sounds cute. And I want you to know that if you ever do anything like that, not answering your phone, not coming back for hours, we’re done”

He nods understanding and kisses you passionately

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Tell us more lore for the dark enchantress cookie members and it normal peeps >_>

Okay Okay Okay!!

Will start tagging the Dark Enchantress cookie members post as 'FamilyCookies' because thats what me and the other au owner called it!

Tws: Eating Disorder mention (just the name), Ableism, Fatphobia, Bullying, Self Harm, Religious Trauma.

Nothing of the tws happend between the family and its just mentions of the past.

Warning: i am not intersex, so i apologize if anything i say here is wrong, or me not knowing the specific names of anything because my memory is short, don't feel afraid to correct me.

The members are: Dark Enchantress, Pomegranate (Moms) Licorice, Red Velvet, Strawberry Crepe, Poison Mushroom, Dark Choco, Affogato, Purple Yam, Black Raisin and Chess Choco (Children)

Under the read more/Keep reading there is the lore

Dark Enchantress and Pomegranate are dating, They are a healthy couple.

All the childrens are adopted, their plan wasn't to have many kids, but in every orphanage they went, they fell in love with two kid and didn't have the heart to leave them, also they won't ever separate the twins.

Dark Enchantress, 56 Years old, Sleeps with Pomegranate.

Dark Enchantress works almost all day but tries to make time for its family, she have anxiety and takes meds for it.

Pomegranate, 48 years old, Sleeps with Dark Enchantress.

Pomegranate stays at home taking care of their children, She works hard to take care of the house and still gets time to watch TV.

Licorice, 25 years old, Sleeps in Purple Yam bed and roommate with Black Raisin.

Licorice is a guy who likes to tease his siblings, but he isn't as mean as Purple Yam or Strawberry Crepe, He used to sleep on the Basement due to space issues, But changed with Affogato (will explain on Affogato session) and basically sleeps on Purple yam room because Purple Yam is always out, Licorice is a transboy and have Anorexia nervosa.

Red Velvet, 27 years old, Roommate with Dark Choco.

Red Velvet was adopted when he was a teenager, he was 15, He was put to adoption because he lost his arm and his family didn't wanted it to "ruin their image", he have a older brother but don't know him, Dark Enchantress worked hard to get him a prosthetic arm, But Strawberry Crepe stole it and changed it to look like a claw, because, Crepe words "if you like animals so much you should look like them for comfort", Red Velvet got money to fix things Crepe messed up on it but never changed the claw part, He works as a veterinarian, Pet rescuer and anything he can to take care of pets, he sometimes brings to Black Raisin job(Will see on Black Raisin part) a dog to make the kids happy, Red Velvet likes to watch movies with Dark Choco, Red Velvet have selective mutism, he can talk to all his family but only if he is alone or feels like it.

Strawberry Crepe, 14 years old, Roommate with Poison Mushroom.

Strawberry Crepe is a annoying kid, mean(They love their family but won't tell you), And a Tumblr kid, they love to do things that would make people angry on the internet, They have Autism and ADHD, They like anything computer relate, like gaming, Hacking and etc, They are intersex and Close To Male but won't let you know anything else but that, They LOVE the cult because they think the cult is cool and because they created a "cultsona", Would send you Death threats.

Poison Mushroom, 12 years old, Roommate with Strawberry Crepe.

Poison Mushroom is a kind kid, they will obey everything they are commanded to, It's dangerous to them but they never leaves the side of their family, their favorites are Strawberry Crepe and Licorice, They have a speech problem, they speak like they just learned words (because they did), and randomly their tone gets higher, thet also have a mental age delay, They are 12 but acts like 7, They have Autism and are intersex Close To Male.

Tiny context: There is a thing that the legendaries in Cookie Run Kindom are gods and after a while they make some kids in the normal world, some people don't belive some exist, other don't believe in all, you got it.

Dark Choco, 22 years old, Roommates with Red Velvet.

Dark Choco is a shy guy, Nobody know whos his father or when he appeared, He was always fat when younger, so he suffered bullying a lot, Everyone said they expect a son of a god to be stronger, so Dark Choco stopped believing in the existence of Dark Cacao, Dark Choco suffers from Depression and had did self harm before, Now he is better because his family don't hate him, even if he doubts himself, They always there, he have some problems with Purple Yam (will see on Purple Yam part) and Affogato (will see on Affogato part), but beside that everything is fine, His hobbies are plushie collecting and watching movies with Red Velvet, He loves everyone but the people he always go to talk when sad is Red Velvet and Dark Enchantress, Dark Choco hates talking about his feelings so Red Velvet and Dark Enchantress either encorages him or makes him forget the feeling.

Affogato, 24 years old, sleeps in a basement.

Affogato is basically obsessed with Dark Cacao, he was roommate with Dark Choco but because of that, He got moved to the basement, Things are weird between them until today, but to not cause conflict between family, Affogato avoid Dark Choco, He is loud about things he likes and complaining that "no nobody on that house have some fashion sense", They have NPD and insomnia.

Purple Yam, 28 years old, Roommate with Black Raisin but don't sleep a lot on the room anymore.

Purple Yam is married to a cult members, That is Milk, not officially married but they say they are, Purple Yam have extremely bad angry issues, making him be angry at Dark Choco because Milk talked about how Dark Choco look like Dark Cacao, Purple yam is alone impulsive and sometimes it get in the way of his relationships, He meet Milk because he runned away from his home angry and got lost in the woods, and as milks travels through the woods a lot he found Purple yam and took him, Purple Yam once beated the shit of a guy and took his kid(Dino Sour) because the Dad screamed at Dine Sour, Honestly Purple Yam is the last favorite children but he is still loved a lot.

Black Raisin, 32 years old, Roommate with Purple Yam and Licorice.

Black Raisin is a very caring person, She works in a orphanage with hungry kids, Red Velvet helps brings animals sometimes to make the kids happy, She trains everyday to look strong so the kids feel safer, She herself didn't had a good experience with orphanages when she was young so now she tries to make the kids have a better chance then her, She reads books at night.

Chess Choco, 12 years old, sleeps together.

Chess Choco are literally inseparable, you can try but you won't be able to, Dark Pawn is Extremely introvert and White Pawn is extremely extrovert, They are both intersex, White Pawn is extremely clingy to Black pawn, They love to read together and bother their siblings.