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suckitsurveys · 3 months ago

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Are any of your friendships on a fine line? No. One just kind of ended though. I feel a little shitty about it but this girl did NOT respect my boundaries and I tried talking to her about it several times and she refused to listen so I just kind of stopped talking to her and she finally got the hint and deleted me off of all social media.

If I search your room will I find birth control? No.

Do you expect any of your ex’s to call or text you? Nope.

Have you ever witnessed a birth? Yes, my older niece’s. It was wild.

Where’s your favorite place to be when you feel depressed? With Mark and our kitties.

Are you currently looking forward to tomorrow? Nothing really. It’ll just be one day closer to the girls trip we’ve been planning for a year.

When was the last time you held someone’s hand? Yesterday.

Have you ever faked sick? Oh yeah.

Do you wear hoodies to bed? Not hoodies, I’d feel like I was being choked. But I’ve worn crew necks to bed before.

Are you currently wearing jeans? Yes.

Do you buy eggnog around the holidays? Why is this the second survey in like 4 days that’s asked me about eggnog?? Anyway, we usually get some.

Have you gone to a coffee shop within the past week? [i.e. Starbucks] I don’t think I have.

Would you like to be able to read thoughts? If I could control it sure.

Are you often the last one to understand a joke? Nah.

Your first black eye: Did you give it or get it? I’m not sure.

Do you think baseball is a dying professional sport in America? Definitely not in my family.

Does playing the guitar make a guy more attractive? Eh. Depends on the guy.

Have you ever slept in a tent, indoors or out? Yes.

What does your hair look like at the moment? I HATE the color SO much but I didn’t want to dye it and have it fade right away in the sun/chlorine.

Are you mad right now? No, just tired.

Who did you spend your summer with last year? Mostly my family and friends.

Did you eat a cookie today? No.

Have you heard of wreck this journal? Yes, I have one somewhere.

Do you know any one who lives in California? Yes.

Have you ever been told you were a good writer? Yes.

What do you put on your baked potatoes? Butter and sour cream for sure. Sometimes chives and cheese.

Have you ever been on a farm? Yes.

Who are the last three texts/dms you received from? Margo, Lolly, Mark.

What are you listening to? Nothing.

Are you one to take naps? Nope. They make me feel gross.

Did you ever have braces? Nope.

Have you kissed anyone in the last five days? Yes.

Are you afraid of flying? No. It makes me a little uneasy, sure, but overall I don’t mind it.

Do you have freckles? On my arms.

Do you have plans for today? Work and then I have to finish cleaning my dad’s to prepare for my friends staying there this week with me until we leave for the Dells on Friday.

Would you rather date someone five years older or five years younger than you? My husband is 5 years older than me.

Why aren’t you texting the last person you kissed? He’s sleeping or just getting up.

If you had to live off one type of fruit, which would you pick? Probably avocado.

What were you doing at 7:45AM this morning? It hasn’t hit that quite yet lol.

What was the last thing you drank? Iced Coffee.

Where did you get the shirt your wearing? Torrid.

Do you plan on sleeping in tomorrow? Nope, I have work at 6 am.

How often do you drink Monster? Never, I don’t like how energy drinks taste.

Are you easy to get along with? Yeah.

Are you short? 5'2".

Can you ever get enough of mac ‘n’ cheese? Nope, I love mac n cheese.

Are you allergic to nuts or dairy products? Nope.

Do you have trust issues? Yes, in that certain people have let me down time after time when I’ve asked them to take care of something or help me with something.

Is there someone you want to let go of? My fucking brother in law but unfortunately I’m stuck with him.

Do you have any regrets? Eh.

Has anyone ever called the cops on you? Yes.

How old are you? 34.

Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? I did actually. Margo and I were chatting on twitter until we fell sleep.

Do you go to church every Sunday? Nope, I never go.

Can you recall the last time you liked someone? Right now.

Do you like your height? I’m fine with it. It’s never negatively impacted my life.

Is the last person of the opposite sex you texted single? He is not. He’s married to me.

Could you go a week without brushing your teeth? I have before, depression is fun y’all.

What day is it? Monday.

Are you usually awake at midnight? Not usually. I tend to pass out between 10pm-11pm on work nights. On weekends I’ll usually be up until at least midnight.

Does it get really cold where you live? Yes.

When you get home from school / work do you change into your pjs right away? My pants and bra usually come right off lol.

Have you ever been peer pressured to smoke pot? I wasn’t pressured into it, no.

Have you ever played the game Sims 3? Nope.

What is the temperature currently in the town you live in? 64F.

Do you ever actually drink milk alone? Rarely. This was actually in another survey I did recently too. Who is making these? Lol. Anyway, I will drink it with a PB&J or Oreos or something every once in a while.

If you don’t have one already, would you consider getting an iPhone? Nope.

What year were you born in? 1989.

#surveys

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kimmysurveyblog · 3 months ago

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Are any of your friendships on a fine line? No.

If I search your room will I find birth control? No.

Do you expect any of your ex’s to call or text you? No.

Have you ever witnessed a birth? Does it count as witnessing if I was the one giving birth? Otherwise, no.

Where’s your favorite place to be when you feel depressed? Nature walk.

Are you currently looking forward to tomorrow? Kinda. My daughter got a fat lip today so she had a bad day. We're going to FIL's to hang out with SIL and she LOVES our weekly visits there! She's gonna be a very happy girl. I can't wait. :)

When was the last time you held someone’s hand? Yesterday.

Have you ever faked sick? As a kid for sure.

Do you wear hoodies to bed? No.

Are you currently wearing jeans? Pajamas. Throwing a humble brag in here. I tried on my pre-baby jeans yesterday and they FIT! I have a bit of a muffin top in them but I'm confident I'll lose that in the coming months. Feeling very proud of myself. :)

Do you buy eggnog around the holidays? No.

Have you gone to a coffee shop within the past week? [i.e. Starbucks] Starbucks and McDonalds.

Would you like to be able to read thoughts? No.

Are you often the last one to understand a joke? No.

Your first black eye: Did you give it or get it? I've never given or gotten one.

Do you think baseball is a dying professional sport in America? I don't know.

Does playing the guitar make a guy more attractive? Yes.

Have you ever slept in a tent, indoors or out? No.

What does your hair look like at the moment? Pony tail, freshly washed. It's a bit blonder than usual from being in the sun.

Are you mad right now? No. I'm drained.

Who did you spend your summer with last year? My family.

Did you eat a cookie today? No.

Have you heard of wreck this journal? No.

Do you know any one who lives in California? Yes.

Have you ever been told you were a good writer? Yes.

What do you put on your baked potatoes? Butter and parm.

Have you ever been on a farm? Yes.

Who are the last three texts/dms you received from? Boyfriend, and 2 of my childhood friends.

What are you listening to? Good Mythical Morning.

Are you one to take naps? No.

Did you ever have braces? No.

Have you kissed anyone in the last five days? Yes.

Are you afraid of flying? For fucking SURE.

Do you have freckles? No.

Do you have plans for today? The day is over. Watch Youtube, doom scroll, go to bed.

Would you rather date someone five years older or five years younger than you? Older.

Why aren’t you texting the last person you kissed? He’s gone for a bike ride.

If you had to live off one type of fruit, which would you pick? Strawberries.

What were you doing at 7:45AM this morning? Drinking coffee or cleaning the kitchen.

What was the last thing you drank? Water.

Where did you get the shirt your wearing? Old Navy.

Do you plan on sleeping in tomorrow? I have a toddler so maybe I will in a few years lol.

How often do you drink Monster? Never. I used to daily that shit though.

Are you easy to get along with? Yes.

Are you short? No. Average.

Can you ever get enough of mac ‘n’ cheese? No.

Are you allergic to nuts or dairy products? No.

Do you have trust issues? Yes.

Is there someone you want to let go of? Yes.

Do you have any regrets? Yes.

Has anyone ever called the cops on you? No.

How old are you? 32.

Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? No.

Do you go to church every Sunday? No.

Can you recall the last time you liked someone? Right now.

Do you like your height? Yes.

Is the last person of the opposite sex you texted single? Yes.

Could you go a week without brushing your teeth? No.

What day is it? Monday.

Are you usually awake at midnight? Only if insomnia makes it so. I try to go to bed at 10:30 but sleep rarely happens.

Does it get really cold where you live? Yes.

When you get home from school / work do you change into your pjs right away? I change into PJs when my daughter goes to bed.

Have you ever been peer pressured to smoke pot? No.

Have you ever played the game Sims 3? Yes.

What is the temperature currently in the town you live in? 60F.

Do you ever actually drink milk alone? Never.

If you don’t have one already, would you consider getting an iPhone? No.

What year were you born in? 1991.

#survey #surveys #personal survey #bored #personal surveys

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liauditore · 1 year ago

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prev tags romeo u JOKE but this has been smth rotating in my head for the longest time its spinning spinning spinning oops u gave me a reason to talk about it No Escape Now

unhinged liau under the cut be warned (some toxic!fh but not that bad. not even toxic but like mildly not perfect)

OK SO LIKE,,, scott would totally want jimmy to dress better because jimmy spends all his time wearing his old ass crusty captain america hoodie and jeans and eugGh.

He'd try to be nice about it like "Jimmy.. bestie no one will take you seriously if you dress like you're hungover all the time" and Jimmy would be like "but. but it's comfy 🥺🥺" and refuse to change out of it. Yes it's stained and the colours are faded and it's honestly just really ugly but it's soft and warm and reminds Jimmy of home.

Scott eventually relents and rolls his eyes and is like Whatever.

But then come Double Life and Jimmy just doesn't know what to do with himself because oh gosh um. Soulmates? That has to be Scott, right? Who else would put up with him?

So he, in Jimmy fashion, whips up an outfit that looks exactly like Scott's because in his mind something Scott would think is fashionable = something Scott himself is wearing. Hence the blue jacket + rolled up sleeves combo he's been rocking since then. (idk i just can't get over how it looks like he literally stole scotts jacket lmao)

(side note this is where i was trying to distinguish their outfits when i draw them - scott's jacket is more like a blazer and fitted whereas jimmy's is just an oversized unbuttoned shirt. put together vs thrown together)

It's silly but it's his way of showing scott that he IS good enough, he IS making an effort!!

ofc then ranchers happened and i was happy 👍

I don't think he really bothered with Pearl except maybe he got her some hair clips or something and she treasured them (in my headcanons scott was like.. her first friend ever so it was a big deal). She knows how to dress herself well enough on her own. If they were like Going somewhere together he might ask her to put on something nicer than j o r t s but this is a death game so.

this is totally just cus i like harumuu from milgram who are very scott and pearl coded in my brain and they did the hair clip thing lmao

I do think tho that she would be kind of weirdly okay with being covered in dirt/blood and Scott would have to chase her down with a garden hose from time to time.

And Martyn is Martyn.

Cleo is like.. the only teammate he's ever had that hasn't given him a headache in that department lol.

This is a Martyn expression. I swear

romeo ur so right

i have this weird headcanon that mahtyn's... more cleavage-y outfit in limlife was scott's handiwork. in my head mahtyn's the type to wear nothing but anime merch and track pants and hand-me-downs and scott couldn't stand it anymore. ("you have a nice figure, show it off!")

martyn wasn't a fan of it at first but it grew on him pretty fast.

#idk what to tag this uhhhhhhh #liaureplies #there that dumb tag has infested this blog too

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dem-obscure-imagines · 3 years ago

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An Unusual Couple

Thackery Binx x Reader

Fandom: Hocus Pocus

Prompt: Hi, hope you are well ^^ I have been reading your blogs for a while now and it is so good, they have definitely made my days better! If it's not a bother, can I ask something with Thackery Binx? Human,pls? There isn't much about him and he's so cute! My crush since I was a teenager lol and deserves all the love. I don't have much to ask, so you can do whatever you want. Reader and him being a super cute couple.

Note: So this takes place sometime after the reader (a witch) managed to reverse the curse on Thackery and turn him human. He still has yet to fully adjust to modern life. (Takes place in modern day instead of during the 90s).

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 0.8k

Reader is: Gender Neutral

“I don’t understand.”

“Here, let me see it.” You held out your hand and Thackery handed you his brand new phone. You’d already put it in a protective case and helped him get everything set up, but now you were teaching him how to call you, in the case he ever needed to.

Thackery watched with interest as you tapped the green phone icon, touched the “contacts” button, found your name, and clicked on it, causing your phone to ring next to you.

“See? Like that.”

“So…I press the little phone icon, and find…you and then it calls you?”

“Exactly. I told you you’d get it.” You grinned, handing the phone back to him. “You could also use voice control to—”

“Yeah, I think that might be a little beyond my depth, dearest.” He chuckled. “Maybe someday, though.”

“Mmhmm.” You nodded skeptically. “Maybe this old cat can learn new tricks.”

He laughed and nudged you playfully. “Perhaps.” After a quiet moment, he asked, “Now what?”

“What do you mean, now what?” You laughed. The two of you were sitting on a bench in the middle of the nearest mall, where you’d picked up his phone and got him set up on your coverage plan. “We can do whatever you want. You said this is your first time at the mall, right?”

“Well, we didn’t exactly have them in colonial America, so, yes, yes it is.”

“You ever been to the movies?”

“On occasion when I was able to slip through the doors. But I haven’t been able to properly enjoy a movie, no.”

“Well, we could get some tickets for whatever they’re showing now, shop around in the meantime…we still have to build up your wardrobe, after all.”

“I quite like the clothes you picked out for me.” He pulled the fabric of the grey hoodie he was wearing out in front of him so he could admire it. “But I suppose we could get some more as well.”

It had only been a few weeks since Thackery had transformed from a cat into a human again. He didn’t have very many belongings, aside from the things you’d hastily scraped together for him in that time. This had involved thrift shopping, mostly. It would be nice to pick him up some good shoes, as he only had a few pairs of worn sneakers at the moment.

You stood up and he did as well, following after you to the theater, where you picked up a pair of tickets for a showing about an hour and a half from now. Then, the two of you went to a shoe store, getting his feet sized before you helped him look around for some he liked. Once he had a few pairs picked out, you paid at the counter and went into one of your favorite stores, one that had all sorts of nerdy shirts and other merch.

“I don’t know what any of these things are.” Thackery murmured, looking up, up, up at all of the T-shirt previews on the wall.

“We’ll get you there.” You promised. You looked up at him and the expression on his face was the softest you’d ever seen him. “Baby steps.”

“Baby steps,” he agreed. “So, riddle me this.”

“Hmm?”

“Is this a date?”

You froze, staring up at him until a smirk slowly found your features. “I don’t know, is it?”

“I’d like to think so.”

“Cool. Me too.” You nodded, grinning.

You helped Thackery pick out a few new shirts and some other little trinkets and toys he gravitated towards, and then the two of you headed back toward the theater. You led Thackery to the line for concessions and when you got close enough to the counter, Thackery stared at all of the candies in the glass display.

“What would you recommend?” He whispered to you, motioning to them.

“Do you like sweet or sour?”

“Sweet.” He smiled, nudging you, “like yourself.”

“Ha. Well, maybe the licorice then, if you like fruit-flavored things. If you like chocolate, M&Ms are good.”

“Interesting…”

Finally, you got to the front of the line. “Hi, we’ll have the couple’s special, some M&Ms, and some Twizzlers, please.”

“Of course!” The girl at the counter said.

You paid, took the tub of popcorn from her, and as the two of you started walking away with your snacks and drinks, Thackery muttered, “Couple’s special, eh?”

“Is that not what we are?”

“We are, I just like to hear you say it, is all.”

You smiled at that. The two of you went back into the theater and found some good seats. You ripped open the Twizzler’s bag and handed one to Thackery, an expectant look on your face.

He took it from you and took a hesitant bite. “Not what I expected, but I like them.”

“I’m glad.” You grabbed a handful of popcorn. “You know, we’re kind of an unusual couple.”

“Given that until very recently I was a cat, I can’t help but agree.” Thackery chuckled and his hand settled on top of yours. “But…I’m happy and I hope you are too.”

“I am.” You gave his hand a squeeze and leaned closer, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Very, very much so.”

#thackery binx #thackery binx x reader #thackery binx imagine #hocus pocus #binx #binx x reader #binx imagine #hocus pocus imagine

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idy-ll-ique · 4 years ago

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His Lovely Girl.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Requested: nope

Warnings: insecurity

Summary: Sebastian spoils her all the time. What has she ever done for him? When someone leaves a rude comment under her Instagram post, she can't help but rethink her entire relationship with the handsome actor.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! We're back to Marvel lol, enjoy!

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"I'll see you later, dove, have fun!" Y/N grinned when her boyfriend leaned over, pressing his lips to her forehead. "Bye, Seb, I'll miss you," she whispered and he looked down at her, his heart swelling in his chest, full of appreciation for her. He loved her so much. "I'll miss you too, Y/N, but I'll only be gone for around 6 hours." Y/N pouted and he couldn't help it.

He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss. "I know. Go now, I don't want to be the reason you're late." He laughed heartily when she pushed him away with a smile. "Oh, doll, everyone knows about us, they'll know anyway." With that, he waved at her and left the apartment they shared. Y/N had moved in with him 2 years into dating.

Sebastian Stan; let's just say, he was a busy man. Y/N sighed and got up from the bed, feeling hungry. They had started dating 4 years ago, and what years those were; the most blissful ones in both their lives. They loved each other to death, and they knew that. Y/N waddled into the kitchen and looked around the various cabinets, finding a box of Mac and Cheese.

It was a funny story, actually, how they met. Y/N, at the time, was working as a barista at Starbucks. One day, Sebastian had walked into the Starbucks where she worked, and she was the one who took his order. He was extremely polite, funny and a bit awkward and just like that, she fell in love with him all over again. Y/N was a Marvel geek and Sebastian had noticed.

"I really like your hoodie, doll, where'd you get it?" he had asked her after telling her his order. And she had looked down, seeing the custom-made hoodie she wore. It was black in colour, but one of the sleeves was silver and had a red star on the bicep, just like his arm from the movie Captain America: Winter Soldier.

Bucky's trigger words were printed on the front of the hoodie. She had blushed furiously, simultaneously cursing and thanking her fate and coincidence. "I had it custom made," she had told him at the time and he had grinned so wide he thought his mouth would tear open. That was the moment where he, too, realized that he was getting a crush on the pretty barista.

And he hadn't hesitated to ask her for her number. He had taken a tissue paper, scribbled his number down and had written what's yours? ;) underneath. When he went to pay for his coffee, he purposely made sure that he wasn't giving her any change. With his notes, he slid her the tissue and she took it, giving him a confused look.

When she read it, her breath hitched. While pulling out his change, she had discreetly written her number down on the tissue, saved his on her phone and had given the tissue back to him with the coins. Both of them had grinned widely at each other when he left. While walking home, he had taken out the tissue and had seen her number written neatly under his. And his heart raced, Y/N is worth it.

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*@yn_yln posted a photo*

4,583 likes

yn_yln Mac and Cheese, anyone? :D

Y/N smiled and logged out of her Instagram account after posting the photo. She just couldn't resist; she looked good that day, one of those days where she felt confident enough to post a picture. She kept her phone away and sauntered into the sitting room to watch something on the television. An hour passed before she yawned, feeling tired.

2:05 pm, her watch displayed. Well, there's no harm in an afternoon nap, am I right? Sebastian wasn't home anyway, and it's not like she had anything to do. Grabbing her phone off the dining table, she walked into hers and Sebastian's shared bedroom, plopping down on the bed. She decided to check her Instagram before falling asleep and opened the said app.

She went through the page that displayed all the likes and comments, pausing at one comment. Her heart dropped as she clicked on the comment, her entire being filling with an uneasy feeling. You're only dating him for the money, admit it. Until then, she had never even thought… about that. Throwing her phone to the side she sat up, breathing heavily.

Y/N was currently jobless. After they started going out, she continued working at Starbucks until last year; Sebastian had suggested that she leave the job and work somewhere better, earn a higher salary. Y/N had discarded the idea at first, since the job paid enough for her to go about her daily things and where would she even find another job?

Starbucks was okay. But Sebastian wouldn't hear it. So she left the job, now jobless. She had applied to a few places but hadn't received any news as of yet. They're right. I'm living off of him. I don't even have a job. What does it look like? A broke woman dating a rich, handsome guy? Oh my God, am I leeching off his hard work? All those thoughts rushed through her head in a span of a few seconds.

The more she thought about it, the more she teared up. Blinking the tears away, she lay back down and curled up under the comfortable blankets. His blankets. She closed her eyes, trying her hardest to fall asleep but the tears were proving it to be difficult. Fortunately, she drifted off into an uneasy slumber 15 minutes later.

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"Baby, I'm home!"

Silence. Sebastian frowned, carefully walking into the house. "Y/N?" he called out but there was no answer. Keeping the bag he was holding away, he walked further into the apartment, stopping at the doorway of their bedroom. "Aw," he whispered under his breath, smiling, stepping into the bedroom. He gently sat next to his sleeping girlfriend.

His knuckles traced her cheeks but he froze. Why is she so cold? His soft touch was enough to wake her up, because she stirred and blinked up at him. "Seb, hi, welcome back." Her voice was hoarse. "Y/N? Did you fall sick?" he asked worriedly as she sat up, distancing herself from him. "I'm not sick," she muttered but Sebastian wouldn't buy it.

He reached out to cup her cheek, feeling like he had been stabbed multiple times when she leaned away from his touch. "Y/N?" She shook her head and looked out of the window, bringing her knees to her chest. "Just wanna be alone right now." She didn't want to send him away. She wanted to sit in his lap, listen to him rambling about his day…

But she also didn't want to be near him. Do I even deserve him? "What happened?" he insisted, his eyes going wide when she glared at him. "Go. Away." He scrambled off the bed without another word, softly closing the door behind him as he walked into the sitting room, running a hand through his hair. He sat down on the couch and looked around.

What happened in those 6 hours that he was away? Sebastian knew she wasn't on her cycle, it still had another week to come. So it wasn't mood swings. His eyes landed on the empty bowl of Mac and Cheese sitting on the dining table but they skimmed right past it, not knowing that that bowl was the reason for Y/N's sadness. Then he stared at the designer handbag on the opposite couch.

Picking up the bag, he strode back to their room, knocking on the door. Maybe seeing a pretty purse would lighten her mood? "What?" Y/N called out from inside and he opened the door, holding the purse up. "I brought you a gift." Y/N's heart started thudding in her chest and tears glistened in her eyes anew as she stared at the bag with utmost resentment.

"I don't want it."

Sebastian went rigid. She never rejects my gifts. "Y/N—" She started shaking her head. "No. Return it. I'm not taking it. I don't want it," she repeated, her glare now directed at him. "But doll…" he tried, freezing when her jaw clenched. "Get out." Disheartened, he walked out once more, more confused than anything. Now I have to know what happened.

Inside the room, Y/N sobbed silently. The bag was so pretty, her favorite color, the sleek design… she wanted to keep it so bad, but she knew she wasn't worthy of it. Sebastian brought her gifts all the time. Most of them expensive as shit; he had the money to blow off. What had she done for him? Nothing, really. He spoiled her heartily, never once allowing her to do the same.

"You're mine, baby girl, mine to love, mine to cherish, mine to spoil."

She was definitely leeching off him. Outside the room, Sebastian took out his phone and texted Y/F/N, who was Y/N's closest friend. They rarely spoke, but Y/N told Y/F/N everything and he knew she'd have answers.

hey, do you know what's up with y/n

why what happened

she's in a really bad mood

she's angry at me and I brought her a gift but she won't take it

she usually loves them but today…

OH WAIT

I know what happened

she texted me in the afternoon

something about a comment on Instagram or something

ig that's why she's in a bad mood

thanks

I'll check it out

He ended the conversation and opened Instagram, seeing a new post from his dear girlfriend. Sebastian couldn't help but smile as he liked the photo, commenting a heart emoji. There were only around 22 comments on the post, so he decided to go through them. Which comment had triggered her? He found it instantly and his nostrils flared.

Replying to the fairly rude comment, he typed, how about you fuck off and mind your own damn business? If you don't like her, unfollow and leave. There's literally nothing else you need to do. After hitting send, he kept his phone away and, determination shining in his eyes, ran back to the bedroom.

He threw open the door and a sob escaped the lips of the startled woman. He started taking off the annoying clothes he was wearing until he was just in his boxers, sliding into the bed next to her. She attempted to push him away but the strong man didn't budge, holding her on his lap as she thrashed. Soon, she gave up the fight and melted against him, crying her eyes out.

"I'm sorry," she apologized again and again, her breath hitching. "Hush, baby, it's okay, I'm not mad," he whispered, rubbing her back, helping her calm down. She rested her head on his shoulder, her arms tight around him. "Tell me the truth. What happened?" he asked even though he knew the answer. Tiredly, Y/N narrated everything; from the comment to all her insecurities.

Sebastian gently cupped her cheeks, wiping her tears off. "Y/N, you're mine. I love taking care of you, I love spoiling you, and I don't do it because I expect something in return, I do it because I love you. Don't listen to strangers on the internet, what better work do they have? Nothing but lowlifes. You don't have to do anything for me. I don't want you to do anything for me."

"But Seb…"

"No. No, you're my girlfriend and only the best for my girl. I love all the gifts you get me. I cherish them wholeheartedly. Just you being my girl is a gift better than anything else in the world, to be honest. But I'm going to continue looking after you whether you like it or not. You don't even have to go to work, I'm here for you. I love you." Y/N teared up again.

They were happy tears.

"I love you so much," she cried weakly and Sebastian pulled her to him, cradling her head, breathing her in. "I love you too, doll. Now will you take my gift, please?" She nodded against him and he gently lowered her on the bed, going outside to get the bag. Once back in their room he handed the bag to her, smiling at the way her eager hands reached up to accept the gift.

As he watched her admiring the bag, he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, till death do them part.

His girl, his lovely girl.

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A/N: Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

#sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan characters #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier #disney #mcu #marvel #avengers #fanfic #writing #writeblr

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positivityjediprince · 3 years ago

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Get to Know Me - A Tag Game

rules: tag a few people you want to know better; make a new post, don't reblog!

Favourite colour:

I'm a big yellow fan! I'm such a dork I love buttercups and suflowers and daisies and sunshine. I'm sorry, I know that's kinda cringe but yellow is just so :D you know?

Currently reading:

So much fanfic lmao....

But non-fanfic wise I'm on and off reading this book called "Even More Opera Annecdotes" which I live for, it's all like snippets of opera world drama and moments - like Janet Baker sassing Pavarotti. It makes me so happy because even the great professionals are dumb nerds!

Last song:

Apparently Dolly Parton "Why'd you come in here looking like that."

But I'm my dream I was singing/there was playing "He is an English Man" from Gilbert and Sullivan HMS Pinafore.

Last Movie:

Man I had to think hard about this one... Genuinely I think it was this terrible animated film called "The Seventh Dwarf" ...I put it on to traumatise my house mates cause it looked awful ..and it was.

Last Serise:

Last watched its Louis Theroux Forbidden America.

Last finished it's Supernatural Academy (which I do sort of recommend even tho it's stupid it's quite charming - with great rep - and I greatly enjoyed it! The soundscaping is wack af tho cause covid lol)

Sweet, spicy or savoury:

It's gotta be sweet! Especially baked goods! Give me Krapfen and brioche all day everyday!

Coffee or tea:

TEA BABY! Like not to be a stereotype but tea is life, though it has to be non-cafinated versions/herbal because my heart doesn't take caffeine well.

Three ships:

DinLuke is of course my number one and light of my life!!!

Then it's for sure Geraskier! Who I also adore with all my heart.

And third hmm it's probably quite tied it's probably between James Bond/Q (00Q) and Catadora! (embarrassingly my first thought was me and my bf ew what a sap I am)

First ever ship:

This is going to make sense to none of you but Yoyo/Crocky from this Austrian TV show called 'Simsala Grimm' - when I was small I thought they were like married I'm ngl. They're the chaotic bubbly feral himbo and sensible awkward nerdy one (who is very Done TM with the other person's shenanigans) couple - I think that was fundamental to my concept of relationships.

Currently working on:

I'm working on the last two chapter of Heaven knows I've needed someone like you for so long and a REALLY DUMB one shot - both DinLuke ofc!

And also my ever growing drabble drafts!

Favourite piece of clothing:

Probably the show hoodie from the last opera I did at university - it was the first time I got a real lead (and it was a big role) and people believed in me and I realised that I am worth something and that I can become an opera singer - which is big because if been working my butt off to recover my singing from the damage done by my ED. So yeah that means a lot to me even if I don't wear it that much.

Comfort food:

SOUP AND OR GOULASH with sexy Austrian bread.

Favourite time of the year:

Ooooooo summer but the bit of summer where it's the evening and it's still warm and you're outside with your pack and the sun is setting but you know you'll still be out here for a while being silly and having deep convos.

Fave fanfic:

Now THIS is a hard one! I'm gonna cheat a bit cause there's three from different fandoms that spring to mind.

I'm gonna say DinLuke "oh the things we left behind" because it is beyond beautiful and id say it is my number one overall.

Also close is Saoghal Tinn (00Q) which grasped me and never let me go - even if you don't know/ship them I'd recommend it if you like well written and tense zombie apocalypse stuff with gays.

And one I keep going back to for serotonin is Animal Instinct (Geraskier) I adore soft feral Geralt and when he's sad Jaskier won't eat the rats he brought him lives rent free in my head.

Thank you to @thewriterowl and @feralsunspotandtincan for tagging me you cuties!!!

And here we have the tagging dilemma of the DinLuke dorks to double tag or not to double tag!

@veradragonjedi (double tagged bestie I'm sorry!) @mandobogwitch @mando-punk @kriffinjoy @mysticmjolnir ofc no pressure guys!! ❤️❤️

#i had so much fun thinking about all my fave fics lol

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fandomfluffandfuck · 3 years ago

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S I’m about to pass out so here is a soft and fluffy thought bc I’m feeling soft and fluffy and subby (I swear I’m working on my sleep schedule)

Any daddy that u write having their bby fall asleep on them. Silver daddy Steve and modern dom Bucky especially. Cause with the stress of university for bby Bucky and the stress of being cap for bby Steve, they don’t even have time to think for themselves and plan for what they want. I bet their daddies specifically plan date nights or weekends to be soft and slow so their babies can relax without even thinking about it. I mean look at the possibilities:

- low lighting cause it’s calming

- blankets warm from the dryer for coziness

- hair petting of course

- hand feeding their babies anything

- baths with comfy clothes laid out after

- incense or scent diffusers for familiar and safe scents

- their babies in their daddies sweatshirts or hoodies for maximum coziness

- laying on their daddies chests and dozing off

- softie 💝 anon

I'm ready for the thought finally, it's not like this has been in my inbox for an age.

(Good! Sleep schedules are important, you better make sure you're taking care of yourself.)

Yes!! Especially silver Steve with his baby Bucky who has the stress of being a student and Especially modern dom Bucky and his baby Steve who has all the stress of being Captain America. Just like you said. The doms/daddys letting their baby sleep on their chest. Y-e-s.

Also this holds vague pet owner vibes with, like, my cat has fallen asleep on me so now I cannot move until they wake up lol. Also you fucking know it makes the assorted doms/daddys feel so damn good about themselves, puffing their chest out a little because, look at this!, clearly I'm the best fucking dom!, I got my sub to feel comfortable and safe enough to sleep on me!!

I love it

#asks #💝 anon #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #fic #fluff #soft #domestic

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bokutoslittlebird · 4 years ago

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Can i request kuroo with a s/o that’s a singer [like not an idol, a solo singer (lana del ray esc)] and nekoma meeting them and going to one of their concerts as a team? Thank you! 💕

I usually base my locations in Japan so from what I gathered Japan has concerts with glow sticks? And fancy stages, so it’s better than America lol

Kuroo + Singer s/o

Nekoma was feared for their defense, often able to take on opponents that tried to work around that. Once they had all graduated, each member aimed for the top. Doing what they love, they were successful and powerful.

Seeing them together sent shivers down anyone’s spine.

The black formal suits, except two, which carried an air of dignity with them. One man was in a hoodie and some sweatpants, but with the brand on his hoodie and pants, there was no doubt he was just as rich and powerful. A woman walked in a casual outfit, not a black suit, but something similar. She turned heads everywhere she walked, as she chatted with a tall man next to her.

Sitting in the front row, Kuroo was chatting with Kenma as they waited for the performance. Nekoma had briefly been introduced to Kuroo’s girlfriend, but they hadn’t seen her in person nor on stage. Yaku refuses to believe she’s a singer at all, but Kenma is even more suspicious because he’s never met her. With bated breath they await.

Once the lights go dim and the stage lights up, they know it’ll start soon. The spotlights are engaged, people having their lights ready in the air. Each member has a red stick, so they will be easy to spot in the crowd. As if the don’t have the best seats in the house. The giant flatscreens buzz to life as you emerge from the center of the stage, the screen capturing each movement.

You start.

Once the concert is over, you’re tired and exhausted, but you know your boyfriend is waiting. You have a few moments to yourself backstage, which is usually filled with those who have backstage passes. The only passes given for this concert was to Kuroo and his old team members. You’re talking with some staff members when Kuroo calls your name.

“Tetsu! So glad you guys could make it!” You jump to hug him, his laughter echoing around the large area. Once he lets you go, you face the friends of his, all with wide eyes and stunned expressions. “Hello!”

“You’re... You’re real,” Yaku exasperately says. You quirk an eyebrow, not too sure what he means.

“Oh shut it! You guys never believe me when I tell you about her, and now you all look like you’re still in disbelief!”

“Kuro, we’ve never met her,” Kenma pipes in. Everyone nods in agreement.

“Well, my manager doesn’t want me going off and mingling with too many people. Even dates with Kuroo are rare, so I can understand your state,” explanation out of the way, they nod and move past it. After all, they get an hour to talk to you!

Yamamoto gets your autograph and refuses to wash his hand because you touched it. Yes, he even put it in a bag.

#haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #Mr. Tetsurō #BB.Requests

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caffeineghostie · 4 years ago

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𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 - [1]

Pairing: Bucky x female!reader

Word Count: 1496 (i’m sorry lol)

Warnings: just fluff, mentions of sleeping troubles, bad writing

A/N: the title of this series was inspired by this song (Sure Feels Right - Sixx: A.M.). This episode is mainly a flashback, but I hope you like it! As always, feedbacks appreciated! :)

https://open.spotify.com/track/5b11bMeduZGRAAuSeK1Aay?si=a40f424f9cc04e42

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“Ms. Y/L/N”

Still asleep in the coziness of your warm bed, you hear a familiar voice making its way into your subconscious. It sounds like Friday. Why would you be dreaming of Friday? Maybe it’s just your imagination, you think. Checking the time on your phone with one e, you groan: it’s barely 6 in the morning, so you roll over in your bed trying to go back to sleep. It’s too soon to function, anyway.

“Ms. Y/N, your presence is required in the briefing room,”. So it wasn’t a dream. You wonder what could be so important to bother you at this ungodly hour. “It regards Mr. Barnes,” the AI adds.

Now suddenly awake, you jerk up and scramble your way up to the bathroom to make yourself at least look presentable. Thank God you sleep in just a hoodie and leggings, quickly checking yourself in the mirror you figure out that they will do. You hurry to the conference room, worried that something terrible might have happened to Bucky during the night.

/flashback/

Your room is situated directly above his. You learned that one sleepless night, just after your relocation from the S.H.I.E.L.D. Head Department. You had to take a physical test the day after, a test you’ve trained all your life for, and that was the only thing separating you from fulfilling your dream: becoming an avenger, and the anxiety wouldn’t let you sleep. After tossing and turning for hours, your eyelids finally decided to close at 4 in the morning, when a loud repeating thud startled you. You couldn't place the source of the noise at first, but it seemed to come from the ground. While considering whether to get back to sleep, the noise was driving you mad. Cursing under your breath, you ran out of your suite, trying to locate the origin of the disturbance.

Wandering around the dark compound, sparsely lit up by the daylight, you found yourself outside a bedroom. The banging sounds louder now. Hesitantly, you knocked on the door, the thump suddenly stopping.

"Come in, Steve!" you could hardly make his voice out, hushed by the door. Turning the cold doorknob, you entered the room.

You didn’t expect the former Winter Soldier to have such an excellent taste in home decor.

The first thing you notice is the giant window that opens up on the city; ivy decorates the walls, its ramifications spreading all around the room. Your gaze fell on the bed, over which was stationed the inhabitant of the room, who was now looking at you, confused.

It wasn’t the first time you saw him, having noticed him in the common room just that morning when you first arrived. But you hadn’t been properly introduced.

"Uhm, hi" you hint a smile, waving with your hand.

"Sorry, I thought you were Steve," he excuses himself

“No problem, I’m Y/N.” you introduce yourself

“Wait, you’re the new girl, right? Nice to meet you. I’m Bucky” he offers you his right hand, and you get close to him to shake it, noticing the small ball in his left hand, reminding you the reason you came down here.

"You can't sleep?" pointing to the ball he has in hand with a tilt of your head. You knew his story, you couldn’t blame him for having nightmares.

"Yeah… I have troubles sometimes,” he started fiddling with the toy, looking down, embarrassed, then he finally realized, “I’m sorry, did I wake you?” he asked, holding up the ball, now looking at you ”I didn’t think there were bedrooms upstairs” he apologized.

“No, don’t worry about it. I wasn’t getting much sleep, anyway. I have this test in the morning and I’m nervous,”

“Right, the placing thing, isn’t it? Good luck with that” he wished you, smiling.

"Thanks,” a lightbulb lights up in your head, grinning, you say: “I have an idea. Follow me”. And with that, you leave the room.

Bucky comes after you, confused but curious, up a couple of flights of stairs. The bedroom floors are on the highest level, so there’s no need to take the elevator. Arriving at the end of the corridor, you stand in front of a small red metal door, holding the handle with a hand. You turn around to face Bucky. and you find yourself on the roof.

“When I was little and I couldn’t sleep, my dad would always show me the sky. No matter if at night or in the morning, there was always something spectacular to watch. Like this” you say, opening the door. You are on the roof, gesturing at the scenery in front of you. Obviously, the stark tower was the tallest edifice around there, so you could enjoy the view without obstacles. The sun was coming up on New York City, its rays bouncing all over the buildings in front of you, creating a work of art in front of you.

“It's amazing,” Bucky is at a loss for words. Leaning on the metal railing that perimeters the roof, he takes in the scenery. “You know, I’ve been here for months and I’ve never thought of coming up here,” he scoffs, smiling and shaking his head.

“It made me realize that no matter what happens in life, the sun is always going to come up. Or the moon for what matters. It’s cheesy I know,” you chuckle, looking at him.

“Nah, it’s inspiring actually” he looks at you and his gaze lingers on you a couple of seconds longer than usual. You open your mouth to say something, but the beeping of your watch interrupts you: it’s 6.30.

“I gotta go, I have to get ready,” you say, looking back at Bucky.

“Right, the test. You’re gonna do great, doll, trust me,” he says smiling at you. “Oh, and thanks, for this, you know,” he adds, gesturing to the landscape.

“No problem” you laugh, “see you!” you go back to the door, turning one last time and catching sight of Bucky waving at you.

Just a handful of hours later, you nervously enter the gym. Your assigned supervisor is Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, is already there. Not exactly the person you were keen on disappointing.

The exam consists of completing a set itinerary in the minor time possible, and you were currently holding the highest record, that’s why your supervisors at shield sent you to the stark tower when a spot opened up amongst the avengers.

“Ms. Y/L/N, it’s a pleasure to have you here” Captain America holds out his hand to you, seeing you appear in the gym.

“Thank you, Captain Rogers, it’s an honor to meet you,” you shake his hand

“Well, I’ll leave you to it. I wish you the best of luck.”

“Thank you” you reply nervously. What if you failed?

You enter in position, giving a quick glance at the door, and you notice Bucky leaning against the doorframe, smiling at you and holding two thumbs up.

Captain Rogers blows the whistle. Time to start. You know the course like the back of our hands, you’ve been training in all different combinations for years, and your mind goes on autopilot. Still, it’s an examination, and the fear of failing in front of your possible next boss is always at the back of your mind. But now it’s not the time to reconsider everything. You’re there now, you might as well give all you’ve got.��

Just as you arrive at the finish line, Captain Rogers blows the whistle again, stopping the chronometer. You’re out of breath, hoping to have made at least the same time as your record.

“Seven minutes thirty-eight” he shouts from the other side of the gym, smiling at you

“What?!” it’s your personal best. You can’t believe it.

“Ms. Y/L/N, you’re officially part of the Avengers, congratulations!” Steve announces, smiling at you.

Looking back at Bucky, you see him mouthing a silent “Told you”, grinning at you.

You’re an Avenger now.

/end of flashback/

This was three months ago.

Ever since then, you and Bucky have become good friends. Every time you heard him playing with the ball against his ceiling, you would go downstairs and spend the night in his room, either talking or watching a movie, and then you’d go on the roof to watch the sunrise. It had become like a special place for the both of you.

Over time, your affection for the super-soldier grew more and more, but you didn’t dare to say anything, in fear of ruining your friendship with him. You were okay with suffering a bit if that meant you didn’t have to lose him.

Little did you know he felt the same.

Lost in your thoughts, you had arrived outside the conference room. What could have required your immediate presence? Is Bucky okay?

Pushing the glass door, you make your way in.

#Bucky Barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x you #marvel #marvel fanfiction #fanfiction #james buchanan barnes #james buchanan barnes x you #james buchanan barnes x reader #spilled ink #captain america #steve rogers #steven grant rogers #bad writing #writing #sure feels right #sure feels right sixx am #sixx am

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a2tony · 5 years ago

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I heard you like prompts lol. How about tony accidentally discovering that peter (his sweet, innocent, nerdy son) is a camboy?

(Holy fuck! What a great prompt. I adore this <3 Here goes:)

It’s not as if typing “Spider man boxer shorts cumshot” into the search bar -didn’t- make Tony feel guilty. It was that a recovering party animal/stuck-up asshole simply ate shame for breakfast. Tony feels a thrill like no other as his screen populates with sixteen thumbnails of bare, rigid cocks peeking from between the colorful flaps of cartoon underwear.

Sometimes, he had no specific preference. Clicking the first one and cycling through whatever playlist was linked to it on the right. He wasn’t the only pervert in his fifties obsessed with the bite-sized superhero.

He was just the only one who knew the man beneath the mask. Who had seen him less than forty-five minutes, ago. Peter had hugged him and thanked him profusely for help on his graduate essay. He’d thanked Tony with grateful tears in his eyes and said the man was like a -father- to him.

Tony hisses at the memory and pulses beneath his slacks like some taboo fetishist. He wants to pretend hearing Peter’s lips whisper Daddy to him wouldn’t make him shoot long and hard in his slacks. He wants to...

...but one of the videos has a title that catches his eye.

“Spidxer-Fuckbait Thanks Iron Daddy for Homework Help”

Tony shakes his head slightly. The heat of even thinking about that scenario making his heart thrum almost painfully. His cock is so rigid that his pants are cutting into him. He unzips and struggles to wrestle himself free. Standing, he clicks the video.

The first sounds are shuffling. Tony looks down past his bulge to the screen. The camboy’s mask is meticulously detailed. He shows it off as he dances on his hands and knees before the camera. Even the nano-metals seem convincing. Tony likes when the camboys he finds are also cosplayers. Their convincing costumes and weapons adding to the tawdry fantasies he has about his former mentee.

It feels deliciously blasphemous to imagine Peter defiling millions of dollars worth of technology just to help the anonymous internet fingerfuck themselves into oblivion. It feels deliciously blasphemous to imagine Peter. Full Stop.

He pushes his pants down to his ankles and resumes his seat before the laptop. The performer hasn’t started talking, yet. He’s simply shaking his spider-print rump at his camera. Tony strokes himself with gratitude, imagining those muscled thighs around his own.

This one really could be a superhero. Every inch of him is tight and etched with power. Tony allows himself to sink into the idea that this is Peter. That he’s doing this just for Tony Stark. His daddy. He whispers to himself. “I thought you were gonna thank me, kid...”

He’s surprised to feel his cock flex in his fist. Sure, Peter’s about to get his Ph.D. That doesn’t mean Tony’s ever going to stop calling him that stupid nickname. Secretly, he thinks the boy likes it. Too many people expect too much out of him. At least he gets to hang loose around Tony.

Or at least, that’s what Tony tells himself.

Tony is unsurprised when the Peter-clone peels off his boxers to reveal a perfectly hairless buffet of ass and balls to the camera. He finds his hips lifting off his desk chair toward the screen. Imagining what Peter would say in offer to him.

He doesn’t need to imagine for long, because this is when the camboy finally opens up and expresses what he’s promised in the title. “Oh, daddy. I’m so glad my homework’s all done. I was so distracted, all night.”

“Oh,” Tony blinks at the realization that this guy sounds just as squeaky as his favorite superhero. The amazing impression

“I could feel you getting hard for me. I never told you, but I sense that. How focused you are on my lips. My body. My instincts can’t tell between your fixation and danger... I kind of like that about you.”

Tony bites his bottom lip. If only that were true. If only Peter spent every single one of their study sessions or even Avengers meetings knowing that Tony was at least 50% stuck wondering what his protege would look like on his lap.

“I wish I could just tell you that I want you, too. That I’ve always wanted you and I’d wait for you until the end of time, daddy. Iron-daddy. I can’t stop thinking about how you looked, tonight. So dapper in just sweatpants and a hoodie. You fucking end me, Tony Stark.”

Tony whimpers at the inflection on his name. The tremble in the camboy’s voice. Just like Peter. Nervous confidence dancing on every syllable. He didn’t often find camboys that called out for the older heroes like Iron Man. They stuck to the ones who were always masked or the enterally young like Captain America.

It was understood that whatever wisecrack swung the streets was at least a generation below the salt and pepper hair of Tony Stark. It was understood that only the most niche viewers would even want this.

Tony glanced to the view count.

His eyebrows raise at the time of the video’s publishing. Exactly ten minutes ago. Tony feels that familiar quaking in his chest. Overwhelming pleasure at the world lining up with his wishes. He could pretend this was his Peter. Fresh off a study session and aching to go home and unload the frustrations of the chaste night he didn’t want.

Tony relaxes his left arm. He’d been gripping his mouse fiercely to keep the tension building in his body from making the attention he’s paying to his cock from growing uncomfortable. He’s practically on his feet, again. Thankfully, this video isn’t long. He’s barely touched himself and he’s almost done.

Though, he’d been pent up for hours as Peter knelt his head over their shared tablet and read the essay out loud to Tony as the man idly scanned for errors he was entirely sure Peter wouldn’t make.

“Tony, why don’t you realize I just want you to pull me onto your lap and tell me you’re tired of hearing about Quantum fucking physics and... and...”

Tony stops moving as he watches... Peter Parker cum on the bedspread he’d given him when he started college all those years ago. It had been too large for the twin bed Peter was likely to have, but Tony had ordered thousands of dollars worth of gifts when Peter had refused to let him pay his tuition.

He’d hinted at the fact that Peter was welcome to sell whatever he needed along the way.

And Peter had joked that his goal was to finish college and make enough money to house all his cool new gifts. Not pawn them off.

Tony wipes his hands off and ignores the continued throbbing of his erection. With a single click, he’s on this camboy’s profile and suddenly privy to what might as well be Peter’s personal calendar of study sessions.

Every Thursday just after 10pm for months and months.

“Spidxer-fuckbait thanks Iron Daddy for ride to Urgent Care” on the night Peter accidentally learned he had an allergy to one of Tony’s exotic dishes.

“Spidxer-fuckbait makes Iron Daddy jealous talking about Thor” on the night of Peter’s 29th birthday where they didn’t study, but instead had a pool party. ...where Thor drunkenly flirted with Peter all night and Peter did not object.

“Spidxer-fuckbait cooks for sick Iron Daddy” on the night they ended up not studying because Tony had the flu and Peter didn’t want to catch it. Tony shrugs and clicks the “Live Camshow” button next to the performer’s name and the tiny green dot that indicates he’s still online. He types in an offer and waits for a reply.

Instead of negotiating, the camshow starts immediately. The naked, though masked, man waves at his camera and chirps a polite “hello!” Tony offers to share his own video feed and Spidxer-fuckbait accepts after charging an additional fee.

Tony tilts the camera up toward his face. In case this is a misread, he doesn’t want to expose himself to someone who -doesn’t- want it. He takes a deep breath. Smiles.

He can tell when his face finally appears on the other person’s screen. Their shoulders slump. “I... I’m sorry, Mr. Stark.”

Tony laughs, slightly. “I didn’t pay for this so I could scold you. Come back over?”

The slumped shoulders lift. As does the hung head. “A...are you serious?”

“Uh, yeah,” Tony scoffs. “When I was scrapbooking your thank you cards from university, I didn’t realize I could have been getting thanked like this. Get. Your ass. Back over here. NOW.”

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johnkrrasinski · 5 years ago

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the chain on your neck;

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Pairings: Steve Rogers x female!reader

Word count: 2,291

Warning: too much fluff probably

Summary: Steve Rogers came home to you after a delayed return and brought something special for you.

a/n: i was listening to call it what you want by taylor swift (well, it would be pretty obvious for my swiftie followers lol) anyways, i was really inspired by the line “i want to wear his initial on a chain round my neck” and that to me, has always been one of my favorite lyrics of reputation. also, the title was inspired by that exact line from you are in love. so here’s a steve rogers fic predicated on that line! hope you like it. please leave a like and comment. ❤

It was 9.30am on a Sunday morning in New York. Normally, you would take your sweet time to stretch in your bed and turn slowly to the other way around to gaze lovingly at your boyfriend. It was a rare sight to see him in such a serene state, so you didn't have the heart to wake him. It was lovely to see him without the wrinkles on his forehead and furrowed brows because he was carrying so much on his shoulders. His duties as Captain America, the missions, the battles, the reports, the urgent late night calls, the miscreants had clearly took a toll on him.

And you being his girlfriend, it was crystal clear to you how often he would put on a facade to be the backbone of the Avengers. Because, everyone is relying on him. There were innocent folks that needed his protection. There were little kids looking up to him. He didn't have the luxury to pour a couple tears to lay off some steam or have a mental breakdown in public. He had to be strong and steady.

Often times, when the fight really did a damage on him and it was written all over his face, he would try to hide it away from you. You knew he needed you, you knew he needed your comforting touch to ground him. He wouldn't ask for it though, he would simply undress himself out of the grimy suit and wordlessly wrapped himself around you. The feel of your skin against his kept him sane throughout all the worst missions he'd ever gone through.

So when you had the chance to just take a minute and enjoy this brief moment of life simply letting your boyfriend be... Human, you cherish and savor every single second of it.

That's your usual Sunday morning routine. But not today, today you woke up in a cold bed alone because the love of your life had gone to another mission in Prague four days ago, and he was supposed to come back last night. You were feeling grouchy because you didn't get your morning cuddles and kisses and Steve's morning cuddles and kisses were like coffee to other people. They need their morning boost to start off their day.

Delayed returns were part of the job. There was always unexpected incidents that required immediate attention of whoever took the mission. And the behest is that, you do not come home before the mission was truly taken care of.

So instead of sulking all day in bed, you leisurely check your phone and send him a good morning text. You figured that it would ease the feeling of missing him. You knew better than to wait around for an instant reply. You were not allowed to check your phone under any circumstances during missions unless you are safe and sound in your hotel room. So you decided to get yourself out of bed and washed your face and brushed your teeth.

After your daily morning routine, you went to the kitchen to cook yourself some early meal. Nat, Tony, Wanda, Vision, Rhodey and Clint were already there in the middle of their breakfast. They greeted you in your not-so-cheerful state.

"Good morning, kid." Tony was the first one to speak up.

"Hey Tony." In an indifferent tone. You just weren't in the mood to socialize because you missed your boyfriend terribly, and you just really wanted to spend your Sunday morning with him.

"Someone's in a grumpy mood." Natasha spoke up. The woman was always too good in seeing right through people.

"Not really, I'm just hungry." You retorted. Again, with that disinterested attitude.

"Hungry for some food or a certain super soldier, cause I've seen you hungry for actual food y/n, it wasn't like this."

"Okay! You're right. I'm missing my boyfriend and I'm so goddamn worried. He hasn't contacted us since last night, when he was supposed to come home. I texted him this morning and he still hasn't answered. What if something had happened to him and he wasn't able to send a message? What if he got stuck somewhere where he can't find a signal? What if he-"

"Sweetie, I think you are getting yourself too worked up. Just take a deep breath and eat some breakfast, yeah? I'll make you some coffee to ease your nerves." Wanda politely interrupted you. Out of all people, she knew exactly what the feeling was like. Aside from being able to read people's minds, she had actually lost so many of her loved ones, so she understood your overwhelming fears.

You put your head in your hands and took a deep breath and exhaled. You were getting too worked up and you needed to clear your head because freaking out is clearly not going to solve anything or give you any answers. It's not going to turn whatever situation Steve was stuck in and provide you a call or a text from him out of nowhere.

And you didn't realize how hungry you had been until your stomach started to make some growling noises that told you you needed some nourishment.

"Yeah, okay, I'm gonna cook something up."

Just as you pushed your chair back and stood on your feet, Friday's voice alerted everyone from the tranquil state of the room. "Captain Rogers, sergeant Barnes and Mr. Wilson are about to land in 5 minutes."

As everyone in the room had realized what was happening, they all immediately got on their feet and ran to the where the helipad was placed. You, on the other hand was overwhelmed with a sense of relief and joy. Because your boyfriend has come home and in one piece. You were about to see his beautiful sapphire eyes again and you couldn't wait any longer. You wanted to be the first one to welcome him home as soon as he lands.

As the quinjet landed on the ground and the door opened up wide, revealing your boyfriend and your friends, Bucky and Sam on his sides, walking out limping but still with that warm, familiar smile on his face because he finally saw you. Four days had felt way too long for being overseas from you.

He instantly ran as fast as he possibly could to you and grabbed you by your waist and carried you off the ground in a tight embrace. He buried his face in your neck and inhaled your luscious scent. You couldn't see his face because you were also burying your own face in his neck, but you could feel him smiling so widely because he was home and you were in his arms now.

"God, I've missed you so much, baby."

You moved your face to the front of his and pressed your foreheads together.

"I've missed you too, baby. So fucking much." You sniffled. In that moment it was just you and him, because you had been without each other for way too long to have a care about anything else in the world. Four days felt like four thousand years. It might seem dramatic but that's what happens when you are madly in love.

"I know baby, I know. I'm here now, it's okay." He kissed you, it was brief but it held more meaning than words. You closed your eyes as you relished in the feeling of him. Pressed up against you and tangible. Not a looming presence in your room, not a ghost in your dreams, not a whispered name in your prayers.

He put you down as threw his arm around your neck to keep you close. You both walk in each other's embrace to your room. Luckily, he didn't bring home any severe wounds that would require an immediate & extensive care. He could go straight to his own bed, take a warm shower and change into his pyjamas so he could lie in his cozy bedstead with you. Really, that's all he really wanted right now.

Steve Rogers was a man of sentiment. Not a lot of people saw it but, it's factual. You were lucky enough to witness the way this man displayed his affections and the way he'd never let you doubt his love and loyalty a single second. He was an assertive and a solemn leader to the team, especially when he had to save the world and faced the government. But you knew his tender heart way too well to let it affect you behind closed doors. You love him for the man he chose to be even when he didn't.

After you both wash yourself off the dirt, you put on one of his hoodies that literally swallowed your smaller figure. You looked so tiny and adorable in his shirts, he never minded that he'd often have trouble finding a certain shirt. It was always his hoodies, sweaters and old shirts that he rarely wore anymore. If she claimed it, then it's hers. No room for argument. Not that he'd try anyway.

She was drying her hair with the hairdryer in the small mirror of her bathroom when he walked in with nothing but his sweatpants on, he stared into her beautiful eyes in the mirror with a smile. "I got something for you."

"Yeah? What is it?" She smiled back at his reflection in the mirror.

He pulled out a lovely navy blue box with a silver ribbon on top of it. It made her turn around with an inquisitive look. She moved her eyes directly to the box in his calloused hands. He opened the lid cautiously, fearing that she might not like the surprise. Because even Captain America is still scared of rejections, he was trained for orders and enemies, but no one taught him that the little, sickly guy from Brooklyn would be rejected by a lot of women who couldn't see him past his appearance. And certainly, no one prepared him for the rejection from the love of his life. His past fears are clouding his mind and taking over his emotions before she even said a word.

The navy blue box revealed a beautiful piece of jewelry, specifically, a golden vintage necklace that hang up the letter "S" in the middle of its rounder. The red rose adornment on the left side of it only added the exquisite intricacies to it. And the antiquated piece of leaf on the other side enhanced more of its charm. She couldn't help the desire to touch the charming piece with her own fingers. She delicately curled them around the rustic chain, deliberately picked them up closer to her sight; she was charmed by it.

"Do you like it?" Steve spoke up timidly, as if he was doubting his own choice, he really wanted her to like it. He nervously stared into her eyes, waiting for her answer.

"I love it, Steve." She returned that restlessness expression on his handsome face with a fond smile. She loved it. She truly loved it and she meant it. She wasn't even faking it to spare his feelings, she genuinely became attached to it even if she hadn't even hung it around her own neck yet.

"Where did you get it from?" She continued. Her curiosity knocked on the moment.

"There was this local gift shop in Prague, it looked really old and small but still had its own charm, you know? I was walking around one night..." He looked distant for a second. "Couldn't sleep, the mission really carried a weight that day. I just kept walking, taking in the fresh midnight air until I found the shop... It drew me in."

Steve's face changed from an agitated expression to pure delight. He couldn't wait any longer to see it encircle the shape of her neck, so he asked; "do you want me to put it on you?"

"Please." She turned around to face the mirror again and waited for Steve to unclasp the hook of the necklace. She could feel his warm, steady breath on the back of her neck and this is the kind of intimacy not a lot of people talk about, but oh, how much it mattered in the moment.

When the necklace was on, she took her time to soak it in, how divine it looks on her now, she didn't think she could go anywhere without this necklace being a part of her. She pressed her thumb on every inch of this necklace, it really is a part of her now.

He is now wrapping his bulky arms around her shoulders and put his head right on the right side of hers. He looked at her reflection in the mirror. "You know why I chose this necklace?" He left a swift kiss on the right side of her neck where he was just resting his head on.

"Why?"

"Because it's the closest thing to your heart, and that's where I'm always supposed to be."

She didn't realize tears had started brimming in her eyes, the tenderness and sincerity in his voice made her realize just how lucky she was to possess such love him, and to have that love returned in if not, a greater measure than she ever hoped for.

"I love you, you know that?" It was rhetorical, she knew damn well that he had it ingrained deep in the back of his head that she loved him. Desperately, utterly and irrevocably. And so did he to her. It was more than a mere declaration but rather a vow, that it would be bounded to their souls for eternity. In sickness and in health, for better or for worse, 'till death do us part.

"I love you too, angel."

#steve rogers fic #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers one shot

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kdenbibi · 4 years ago

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Anon : “Don’t know if you’ve read @mci-writing ‘s bnha posts but there was one where tetsutetsu has a beautiful ebony gf come visit from America after everyone didn’t believe he has one, I just wanted ask of some hcs of them together while she’s in Japan. Thank you”

AN: anon sweetie i’m so sorry it took half of 2020 to get this request done, tumblr and me have been beefing but i hope this satisfies

@mci-writing I thought I tagged you in the original post my apologies! Thanks sm to the user who bought it to my attention y'all please go do yourself a favor and check out this account ‼

Skype dates!!

Buying those bracelets that vibrate when the other person touches it

You think it's cute until he's tapping Morse code on it at the ass crack of dawn

Y'all met last summer when your heroics class got to go to Japan to experience the culture and see how heroism varied from back home

His hardheaded ass smacked into u as he tried(read tried) to catch a ball someone tossed

He hit you so hard you hit the floor

As an apology he insisted on buying you lunch

The rest is history bb!!

So the time difference can b a real pain

Would he really set alarms just to send you an accurate goodmorning text?

Damn skippy he would

A lot of the talking you two do is through text

"You looking mighty good today mamas"

"You cant even see me boy hush."

"🔫I DON'T NEED SIGHT TO SEE PERFECTION."

Constantly gushing about his super hot super strong foreign girlfriend 2 his poor classmates

If there's a chance for him to talk about you he's gonna do it lol

But if Awase or Monoma so much as ask to see you he suddenly goes sour

"Um no? Bye."

Very possessive of the little time you share together.

This of course further proves the conspiracy that you're not real.

It becomes sort of a running gag between the class

Someone would teasingly ask how his awesome girlfriend was and he'd respond with the usual brand of Tetsu enthusiasm

He'd break away for one of your dates and the moment he left they would snicker and giggle placing their bets as to where he was really off to.

At this point you're an urban legend

Which makes it all the more satisfying when you actually do pop up for a visit

the class when they see you real

*0*

Like ghatdamn!!!

The first two days of ur surprise visit were spent with a 5'8 chunk of steel attached to ur hip sry I dont make the rules

Not only was he telling the truth ur also super sweet??

When they explained they genuinely thought you were a figment of his imagination you two proceded to clown them for 45 minutes straight

You know how usually yall gotta sneak ur mans hoodies?

He gives them to you by the handful

If you so much as sniff he's tearing off his jacket

"But I'm not col-"

"bUt iM NoT cOLd."

You leave with another suitcase stuffed with all sorts new shit

All provided by ur mans ofc

All in all I 11/10 recomend dating this goof

#x reader #poc reader #poc imagine #poc imagines #bnha x reader #bnha imagine #bnha tetsutetsu #tetsutetsu x reader #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #mha tetsutetsu #Tetsutetsu imagine

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photolover82 · 4 years ago

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The Masked Singer Super 8 Recap: Part 2 The Final Guesses (+ Clues)

Hello fellow Masked Singer lovers! Welcome or welcome back to Ana’s Masked Singer recap, where I, Ana, recap every episode of the Masked Singer. This is part 2 to my Super 8 recap... where I am gonna give you the final guesses of the remaining six contestants with the clues as a little bit of an explanation why I think the way I do but feel free to tell me what you guys think in the comments :).... Alright, so let’s get into this:

So how I am gonna do this is put the name of the mask/character/contestant and then = my guess for them... also I am gonna list all of the clues until this moment so I can have a stronger leg to stand on... So you might have seen these clues repeated if you saw any of my previous blog posts since my guesses haven’t changed, I am also going to add in a voice match video (which means a video of them singing so you can match it to the contestant’s performance) first, since my guesses mostly come from their voices and then the clues are like an add-on.

1. Robopine= Tyrese Gibson

Voice Match Video: (if you are not convinced after listening to this, I don’t know what to tell you man)

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Clues:

6= he was in 6 Fast and Furious movies and has 6 Grammy noms

Action and superhero clues= he was in a lot of action movies like Fast & Furious and Transformers, but also he is going to be in a movie with Jonah Hill centered around the Spider-Man villain where he plays a superhero

The lie about being 60= he did a GQ cover called 60 is the new 30

Also he was spotted on his Instagram story wearing the Don’t Talk to Me hoodie... so yeah it’s him lol

2. Black Swan = Jojo

Voice Match Video (also a really entertaining video in general with her in it, she was so fun in this video, but she can SANG baby boos):

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Clues:

Grew up with a single mom in a one bedroom apartment= actually, yeah her parents were divorced and she was raised by her mom in a low income household

Talent made her someone else’s prey/Hollywood deal she couldn’t resist= she talks about how her record label kind of used her and there was this whole legal battle with them (you can Google that whole thing, I don’t wanna go to deep into it but yes it happened)

Faithful flock set her free= her fans started a campaign called #freejojo on Twitter in 2013 to help her out, and it got a lot of traction (like she was the OG before the whole Taylor Swift thing)

X marks the spot= she was a guest judge on celebrity X Factor

Montana= she was considered for Hannah Montana but she turned it down to focus on her music

3. Yeti = Omarion

Voice Match Video: (I mean bro this is super similar... judge for yourself, I tried to find a video of him singing live so sorry if the quality is not the best compared to the other 2 videos... like the camera is super shaky but this is the best I found)

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Clues:

Berry and Jam= his real last name is Grandberry

Icy core, he came out in a ice cage = one of his most popular hits is called Ice Box

Dog= he collared many times with Bow Wow

ABCD changed to ABDC= America’s Best Dance Crew, he was a judge on season 5 ironically of that show

4. Chameleon= Wiz Khalifa

Voice Match Video:

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Clues:

Legend he idolized, aka GOAT = he meant Snoop Dogg, who he used to idolize and now he is friends with and has collaborated with a lot

Little one = he has a son

Martial Arts clues= he does love martial arts and has been seen going into dojos and training

Taxi Cab= his hit song Black and Yellow

2 & 3 in the dice = he has a song with Miley Cyrus called 23

History with precious gemstones= he was married to Amber Rose and See You Again was certified diamond

5. Russian Dolls = Hanson

Voice Match Video: (I thought this one was fitting because they are singing their most popular song)

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Clues:

Around the corner of the Russian tea room, Carnegie Hall = they have played Carnegie Hall

Health issues that almost tore them apart= Issac had a pulmonary embolism

Snow Owls in front of a city = they have a song called Unbelievable with Owl City

Fire truck= Zac also had a motorcycle accident where firefighters had to rescue him

6. Piglet= Nick Lachey

Voice Match Video: (Come on, this one is too obvious hehe)

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Clues:

Bachelor-esque romance clues= he and his wife Vanessa host a Netflix dating show called Love is Blind

Public breakup/relationship= reference to his ex wife Jessica Simpson and they had a super public breakup and relationship, even having their own reality tv show

Genie Lamp= He did a cover of Aladdin’s A Whole New World with his ex Jessica Simpson on Disney Mania 3

The “spider” who made him a family man= referring to Vanessa Lachey, it was supposed to be this whole Charlotte’s Web thing

Dog Tags= he has been seen wearing 3 dog tags (you can Google those pics) and they represent his 3 kids which his wife gave him before they had their third kid, Phoenix (btw there’s a P on the bottom dog tag shown)

So that’s it y’all! I will see you guys later in the week for our “spicy” or “special” or whatever other s adjective six to perform for us yay! 🤗🤩 Bye everyone!

#themaskedsinger #music #the masked singer #the masked singer season 5 #celebrities #hollywood #tv shows

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