#sooooo we’ll see i guess!!!

[ode-to-fury]

I think I’ve met an abercrombie character I like more than Glokta and it’s literally his daughter lol

[conticentimp]

Lowkey might do the math and see how much my grade will be if I don’t do my final for painting class

I’ve only done a little bit of it and just ughhhhhh I don’t want to, I’m not motivated and also I accidentally deleted one of the pictures of the still life I took 😭

Or maybe if I turn in my very shoddy painting I’ll still get a Little bit of credit

[peapod20001]

Ooooohh godd.

[ellielatinagf]

Lacrosse!Ellie Part 2

Summary: after meeting that mysterious girl who had your heart and stomach in knots, you find a way to get closer to her

Warnings: mild profanity,

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4

*follow*

You finally hit the follow button. After what felt like hours of just stalking the girls account. You thought about meeting her, but after your encounter with her the other day it felt pretty awkward and you didn’t want to seem to eager.

*Elli3mfwilliams started following you*

*new message*

Ellie: heyy

She was fast with it. You literally just started following her and she texted you??

You: hii

*seen just now* thank god she must be a fast replier

Ellie: how’d you find me?

You: Dina gave me your account. Is that okay?

Ellie: of course babes

Oh god that nickname. Does she know what she’s doing? Does she know the way your stomach churns at the name and even wanting to turn itself inside out? Wait is she even gay?? What kind of question is that, one look and you can already tell she practically worships women. You tried to think of a way to get closer to her

You: are you any good at math?

Ellie: math genius

You: do you think you can help me? Like study and stuff

Ellie: sure I got you. Wanna meet up this weekend at the coffe shop by school?

Ugh, this weekend? It’s only Tuesday, this weekend is forever away…

You: sure!

Ellie: alright then, see ya later babe

You turned off your phone and placed it on your night stand. You laid on your bed and stared at the ceiling. You basically made a date with Ellie. Sure you two barely knew each other but it was better than nothing. You knew you liked women. You hadn’t exactly dated a woman but anytime you saw a pretty woman you just knew you liked them.

You woke up the next morning to your alarm clock throwing a tantrum on the drawer. You decided to get a little dolled up today. Maybe you just felt in the mood. Your humming to the song playing on your speaker was interrupted by the notification in your phone

*Dinasaur calling*

“Oh shit” You Said Running out of your room grabbing your backpack and rushing outside. You climbed in Dina’s car with half your makeup applied.

“Girl we’re gonna be late!” Dina complained “wait a minute why are YOU looking all pretty?” Dina asked smiling. You giggled and pulled down the passenger mirror to apply your lip gloss.

“I dunno just wanted to I guess” you smirked. Dina didn’t buy, but she didn’t push you. You both sang songs as she drove to school.

“Sooooo have you made any plans this weekend?” Dina asked as you both walked to your classes. Does she know? Did Ellie say something? I mean, it was Dina’s fault you got to talk to Ellie..but still.

“Uh yeah” you said trying to be general and not give hints.

“Ugh! Oh my god Y/n tell me what happened with you and Ellie!” Dina giggled grabbing your arm. You smiled rolling your eyes. Of course she knew. She’s your best friend. What DOESNT she know?

“We’ll nothing really…” You said. You wished something happened “we’re just meeting up for a coffee study this weekend”

“Lame!” Dina exclaimed “your telling me she didn’t fall to your knees and beg you for your hand in marriage?”. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Nope. Shocking right?” You replied. The two of you laughed a storm. Dina squeezed your hand goodbye and you both parted ways to go to class. Pre-calc . You hate pre-calc. You basically dragged your feet to class. Your foot missed the next step and before you knew it you tripped and hit your nose on the floor.

If this were anyone else you probably would be laughed. It’s a guilty pleasure. But you groaned and just before you pull yourself up, you feel a pair of hands on your shoulders.

“You okay babe?” You knew that raspy voice. You looked up to meet a pair of green orbs staring at you. A pair of pink lips smiling at you. The embarrassment hit you like a punching bag your cheeks felt warm and turned pink.

“That was an interesting fall ” Ellie chuckled.

“Ha..sorry.. I mean thank you.” You smiled getting back on your feet “I’m fine, thank you”

“No problem babe. We still on for coffee this weekend?” She asked

“Yeah of course” you replied

“Great, I’m looking forward to it. Bye babe. Oh by the way, you look good today”

“Thanks…bye ellie…” you Said waving bye and watching the gorgeous god sent woman leave. Her backpack had space pins on it. Cute. Wait, she said she was looking forward to it. To you. She wants to see you. Oh god. You hated her. Why is so so damn perfect? She’s making you go crazy. That stupid gorgeous nerd.

So excited for the next one omg. Don’t worry there’s gonna be a LOOOOOOTTTTT of fluff trust me loves. Love you thanks for reading! Free Palestine 🇵🇸

@bready101

Dm or reply if you wanna be tagged!

[starryhyuck]

fuuuuuuuu, destiny is sooooo goooooood, please. I need a spinoff smut! probably when the reader is already pregnant or jeno sees the reader handling other pups and it clicks something on him 😮‍💨😮‍💨

“Your mate’s handling her pregnancy very well.”

Jeno beams at Taeyong’s remark, eyeing you as you flit around the room. Many members of the Lee family have gathered tonight to celebrate the upcoming birth of the first Lee grandchild. The pack coos at you while you stand proudly, resting a hand on top of your growing stomach.

“Of course she’s handling it well,” Jeno chuckles. “She was born for this.”

One of his younger cousins runs a lap around your feet, giggling and nipping at your ankles playfully. A warm feeling blooms in his chest when Jeno sees you laugh, leaning over to pick up the small boy and hold him to your chest. You look so natural like this — a glowing mother holding her small pup.

Fuck, he’s hard.

Mark winces when he notices his brother’s sudden display of arousal.

“You can’t keep your thoughts clean in a public setting like this?”

Jeno grins. “When you have a destined mate, all self-control goes out the window.”

He strides over to you, alerting you of his presence by laying a hand on your lower back. You smile at him, pressing a kiss to his lips. His older aunts all smile at your public affections.

None of them would have guessed Jeno would be the one to find his destined mate. It was the first destined pairing in over a century, and the Lee family boasted proudly about how successful your lineage would come to be because of it. Who knew the grumpy Lee Jeno would turn out to be part of the most romantic couple in wolf history?

“If you’ll excuse us,” he hums, and you set down his small cousin before following him into a hallway.

He has you pinned against the wall before you can second guess your surroundings, hand squeezing your hip possessively. You moan into his mouth, admiring how strong your Alpha could be. He sniffs at your jaw before licking at your mating mark, recalling the fond memories of the night he intertwined your souls forever.

“Alpha,” you laugh, pressing your hands against his chest. “Your family’s just down the hall. They’ll smell us.”

“Is this not a celebration for our pup, my dear Omega?” He questions, hand disappearing underneath your dress. You whimper when he palms at your core, finding you soaking through the fabric of your underwear. “I’m sure they’ll understand if we indulge ourselves.”

“Be quick,” you whisper, succumbing to his wishes and your apparent arousal. “Your mother’s bringing out the cake soon.”

He wastes no time, pulling his cock out and pushing your panties to the side. Your slick is pouring out of your cunt and dripping down your legs, allowing Jeno easy passage inside of you.

You release a breath of relief when you feel his cock press deep, even though he fucked you good before you left your shared apartment. Every moment with Jeno still felt like the first time you met him, and the passion you two share is a flame that can’t be extinguished. As destined mates, sex was a heightened feeling for the both of you so you chased the peak as much as possible.

“You look so good, my mate, carrying around our pup in your belly,” he hisses lowly in your ear. “Soon we’ll have a pack of pups joining us.”

“This one’s not even out yet,” you try to laugh, but it’s swallowed by another moan when he thrusts harshly.

“I’m gonna fuck you until you’re a pretty bred Omega, letting the entire world know who owns you.”

More slick gushes out of you at the sound of his lewd promises. You can picture it now — Jeno knotting you over and over again until you have a whole litter of pups surrounding you. The image alone brings you over the edge, squirting all over his cock and coating the floor in your messy orgasm.

Jeno grunts before ramming in deep, knotting you as spurts of white fill your womb. You’re both left panting, and he rests a hand on your stomach as a form of comfort.

“You shouldn’t have knotted me,” you scold halfheartedly. “Now they’re going to have to wait for us.”

He smirks. “If they know what’s best for them, they’ll give us the time. And you didn’t think that was our last round, right?”

“Jeno!”

“Just wait for my knot to go down, baby. Then I’ll fuck your pretty pussy until you cry.”

[itsjulesstuff]

@rosekillermicrofic 🥀 7th October 🥀 Prompt: Hogsmeade 🥀 Words count: 308

Happy Birthday @astronomyth-art !! 🎉 This microfic is a little present for you, I hope you like it ❤️

🥀

Barty’s waiting for Evan in front of the entrance of the Hogwarts castle.

He’s usually calm while doing such things like going out with his friends, but with Evan everything is different.

And it’s when the doorway is opening and he sees some blonde dreadlocks coming out from behind it that his heart starts racing.

Evan is perfect. He’s so beautiful that for a moment Barty forgets how to breathe.

Evan’s voice breaks the silence.

-Hi Bee - he says looking Barty in the eyes. His voice sounds softer when he talks to Barty; that’s what Pandora says, but Barty’s not sure about it.

-Hey Ev! Are you ready? We’re going to have a great time together! Today’s a special day! Sooooo… guess our first destination! - Barty says with a big grin on his face.

-Well… it’s almost noon, so I think we’re going to Hogsmeade and then we’ll eat something at the Three Broomsticks. Am I right?

But Barty was shaking his head: - No no no. Come with me and you’ll see…

So he takes Evan’s hand and guides him to… the Forbidden Forest.

-And now, close your eyes, Rosie.

Barty leads him through the forest and, after some minutes, they stop.

Evan can hear Barty walk away and move something.

-Now you can open them!

Evan can’t believe it: under a big tree there’s a blanket surrounded by lanterns filled with fireflies. On the blanket, he can see a picnic basket and little cupcake with a candle on it.

-Surprise! Happy birthday Evan! - Barty says, waving his hands and almost tripping on a root.

But Barty could have never guessed Evan’s reaction: the blonde boy’s now grabbing his hand, he’s pulling him closer and… he’s kissing him.

-It’s the best birthday present ever, Bee. - Evan says before kissing him again and again.

[cupcakeslushie]

LITA MAY LITA MAY LITA MAY

Ok ok so I have like a bunch of questions feel free to ignore BUT

I) she has a tail. Is that a Kraang feature or do all the turtles in your universe have tails and hers is just extended?

II) Uh pink? Pink like Kraang? Did she choose her life colors, or???

III) Is. Is she. Is she autistic too

IV) Draxum-Hamato sooooo what does she call them? Did they argue about nicknames? Also was it Donnie’s choice to include Draxum’s name as well

V) Lita in the comics???

VI) Is there a reason her shell isn’t smooth like Donnie’s?

VII) What does she call Renet?

VIII) Ninpo question mark?

IX) Pupils! I love the way you draw her pupils. Is there a reason or is it just fun

X) Does she have a certain resistance to Kraang mind digging? Like that thing they did to interrogate Raph in the movie? To read his memories?

XI) So the cloak/scarf thing is Leo, the purple accents and stripes are Donnie, and the kneepads are Mikey. Any Raph references in her clothes?

Apologies if you’ve answered these before and I just didn’t see them! Have a good day and give Lita one too for goodness sakes girl’s had it rough already

1. It’s more of a Krang feature. I do love when the turtles are drawn with tails, but I didn’t do it from the beginning, and so for consistency sake in the EW universe I’ve held off. Maybe one day I’ll just say “fuck it” and give into the urge to give them all cute little tails. But even if I did, Lita’s would be much longer than any of the family’s (except Raph’s hypothetical tail lol).

2. Lita being albino and pink in the IDW comics pretty much made that Krang connection for me lol. I didn’t have to reach too hard with her design. She leans into it.

3. I have her personality very close to Leo’s canon personality, so she’s more on the ADHD side. She does have some sensory issues with sound, which a lot of ppl with adhd have (👋🏻). But being raised around the quiet and solemn Time Masters Sanctum it’s like really noticeable. When she visits the family, it can be very overwhelming, but rather than shutting down, she gets insanely riled up and can’t contain herself. It works though—everyone is more than happy to let her ramble on.

4. She never met either of them but Splinter of course would’ve been Jiji and Draxum would’ve been just Grandfather. Nothing too out of this world lol. And yes, Donnie chooses to embrace Draxum’s name.

5. Sorry idk what exactly this is asking. Like yes? Lita May is based off IDW Lita, from the comics 😅 sorry if I’m missing the question.

6. She is a spiny soft shell like Donnie, but yes, her spines are significantly more pronounced, thanks to, you guessed it!

7. Master Renet, or Aunty Ren in a more causal setting.

8. 🤫 we’ll see (I’m still trying to think of something cool and not too OP lol)

9. Her eyes are just for design fun, and to link her to Donnie some more!

10. That’s gonna be another big 🤫, but less because I haven’t decided and more just for the big spoilers! 😜

11. She’s kinda got two outfits atm and I think I might end up merging the two. Her simpler outfit of just her wraps and mask are very Raph coded, so I wanna figure out some sort of middle ground with the two.

[whiskey-tango-matcha]

I can picture sooooo many of those Feveruary prompts for your guys! (8, 13, 24, 26, kinda 6 and 19)

Buuuut... I think the ones I most would like to read are 16 and/or 28. Consider those my request if they suit your fancy ^_^ as always, no pressure though!

oh hell yeah i absolutely LOVE 16, so that's what we went with! elijah is sick in this 'drabble' (a little over 900 words OOPS), aaaand that's basically the whole plot lol. it'll be under the cut! thank you for sending this!! i hope you like it!! it was a fun little write :)

Prompt: "Is it me, or is it really warm in here?"

cw: male snz, fever (duh i guess haha), coughing

Heat

The heater went out on a Friday because of fucking course it did.

“Yeah… yeah, I know it’s a Friday, but this is an emergency. Don’t you have, like, an emergency guy?” Greyson pulled a gloved hand down his face in frustration. He’d been on the phone with the company that put the heater in for over an hour now, and the woman on the other end, God love her, just couldn’t seem to find it in her heart to push him through to a higher authority.

“We do, but he focuses on residences, not businesses,” she said, curt. “I’m very sorry, sir, we’ll put an order in, but like I said it probably won’t be filled until Monday.”

Monday. Three days without heat in the restaurant – three days around the holidays, when they were booked solid through the new year. Three days of lost revenue during their busiest part of the year. Fuck, Elijah was going to be pissed.

“Alright,” Greyson said, defeated. “Okay. Yeah, please put in the order. Appreciate it.”

The woman confirmed the address and hung up, leaving Greyson with his head hung between his legs staring down at his phone. Elijah still hadn’t texted him back – where the hell was he?

“Christ, it’s freezing in here,” a voice from behind his startled Greyson back into reality – Mark.

“Heater’s out,” Greyson said, turning in his seat. Mark cringed.

“Elijah’s gonna be pissed.”

Greyson nodded. “Yeah, he will be, if he ever answers my fucking texts.”

Mark’s brows knitted together. “Shouldn’t he be here? It’s almost ten.”

As Greyson was about to shrug his misunderstanding, they both heard the back door blow open and slam shut. “Speak of the devil,” Greyson muttered, pulling his coat tighter around himself. “Let’s go ruin his day.”

The chef and floor manager made their way to the back of the kitchen, bracing for Elijah’s anger, only to be stopped cold in their tracks. “Uh,” Greyson said, on seeing his boss. “Are you… okay, Lij?”

Elijah’s face crumpled into his elbow before he could answer, but Greyson had seen enough. His boss was as pale as he’d ever seen him, lips chapped, nose rimmed red. He assumed Elijah didn’t know that he was shaking. “HHRSTTHH-ue! HITSZCH-ue! Fugck, snrf.” The GM wiped his nose on the sleeve of his button down and nodded. “Yeah, finde. Is it kinda warmb in here, or is it just mbe?”

Mark and Greyson, clad in winter coats and hats, exchanged a look before glancing back at their boss. “Uhh, it’s definitely you,” Greyson said, attempting to stifle a laugh. “Elijah, where’s your jacket? It’s twenty degrees outside.”

“Not to mention the fact that it’s like… thirty degrees in here,” Mark mumbled.

Elijah shrugged. “Wasn’t cold, so I left it at ho- ohh… hhhITSZHH-ue! Huh-! HHRSH-ue!”

Taking the opportunity while Elijah was once again collapsed into his sleeve, Greyson stepped forward, yanked one of his gloves off, and placed a cool hand on the other man’s forehead. Elijah tried to pull away but – “HTSHH-uh!” - remained preoccupied.

“Yikes,” Greyson said, pulling his hand away to try to avoid the back-splash. “Were you getting sick last night, or did this somehow come on in the last twelve hours?”

“I’mb okay,” Elijah croaked, punctuating the statement with a cough. “Mbaybe a cold or something. Why’re you guys so… bundled up?” he asked, pushing past the two of them and heading for the office. It was an interesting way to continue a conversation, asking a question and then immediately walking away, but Greyson figured Elijah wasn’t exactly in his right mind at the moment, so he just followed behind with Mark on his tail.

“We’re bundled up,” Greyson said, quickening his steps to get in front of his boss again, “because the heater is broken in here.”

“The what?” Elijah asked, stopping in his tracks to whip around to the thermostat next to the office. The gauge had stayed at a nippy fifty-one degrees all morning, but Elijah still couldn’t seem to believe it. “It’s ndot even cold in here,” he mused, mostly to himself.

Enough was enough; Greyson took the reins and helped Elijah into an office chair. He unzipped his outer coat and placed it over Elijah’s shoulders. He sat across from his boss and once again placed a hand on his head. “Elijah,” Greyson said, voice low, “you’re burning up, man.”

Elijah blinked, rubbed his eye, and coughed – a gravely, productive sound that made Greyson wince. “I… yeah, I guess that mbakes sense,” he said, finally. Greyson couldn’t help but laugh.

“Like I said, the heater is broken,” Greyson said, turning back to look at Mark, who shrugged, not knowing what to do. “The repair service can’t come out til Monday. But I mean… we should probably get you to, like, urgent care or something. I think it would be best if Mark called and canceled the reservations. At least for tonight.”

The GM was almost certainly about to protest – say he was fine, he’d take some ibuprofen and be good as new, blah, blah, blah – but instead his eyes fluttered shut and he wrenched into his elbow once again. “Hhh-! HRTSHHZ-ue! ITSZHH-ue! Huh… huhhhETSHZH-ue! Fuck, sorry Grey that definitely got ond your jacket.”

Greyson closed his eyes and shook his head, lips pressed together to keep from laughing again. “I’ll take that as a yes to closing for the night. We’ll figure out tomorrow… tomorrow. Let’s get you out of here.”

[screampied]

im in a deep need of more street racer geto…..🙁🙁🙁

i didn’t expect a lot of people to want more of street racer geto sooooo I guess i’ll have to write a part two 🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️ i’m working on another sugar daddy gojo fic at the moment but we’ll see if i’m available after that. ty for reading tho mwaaaaah 💋

[atopvisenyashill]

sorry to bother you but do you ever think of theon’s arc as being sort of akin to an amalgamation of the previous generation of starklings in a way - he starts out lustful and wild like brandon, though raised apart from family, dead older brother(s) like ned and isolated in a tower with a sibling trying to save them like lyanna? like theon recieves a bunch of connections with the old gods and having weirwood dreams but i’m not too sure what it all means together.

oh that’s sooooo interesting.

okay so yes re: theon’s connection to the old gods and having weirwood dreams. that’s something i think about a lot. one thing i find interesting is the play between him, aeron, and patchface as prophets - aeron calls himself a prophet of the drowned god, and while i think its likely all of the greyjoys are capable of magic to some degree, it’s not aeron who is regularly having true visions in the family it’s theon who has shown this funny aptitude for magic and interestingly, it’s patchface who drowned, was revived, and suddenly became a voice for the gods. i have this theory that patchface is a prophet for the drowned god (or whatever magical being is thought to be the drowned god, the same way as for example the old gods are most likely not gods but hundreds if not thousands of greenseers connected to the weirwood hivemind system) and theon is a prophet for the old gods. patchface going through the ritual accidentally, imo, caught the attention of the drowned god. theon, meanwhile, i think is someone who was born with magical abilities, in a time period where magic seems to be reaching a boiling over point after spending several centuries simmering, surrounded by other similarly “have the aptitude but not the know-how” people in the starklings, having been intensely physically traumatized - like patchface, i think he caught the attention of the old gods bc he accidentally went through the rituals while In Their Domain. bran has his visions of the woman blood sacrificing the old man, and i’ve kind of loosely theorized that being capable of extreme magic means you must be capable of sacrificing yourself as well as others. dany doesn’t just burn mirri, she walks onto the pyre herself; melisandre doesn’t just use pyre victims to fuel her magic, she has to literally give birth to her magic; but to take it a step further, i think when people capable of magic are physically traumatized by others, it does kind of….get their senses tingling i guess you can say. i think this is why bloodraven goes from being just like a regular fighter to being known for magic and sorcery - losing his eye + his knowledge of magic sets off his senses. so as theon is already magically inclined, living in a place that is steaming with magic, tortured by ramsay…all of a sudden he goes from having visions in acok to talking to weirwoods. he’s caught the attention of the old gods (the old god being, of course, bran).

so that’s my theory on like, HOW theon’s third eye has slowly opened but the fact that it’s seemingly opening towards the OLD GODS and not THE DROWNED GOD is really interesting on a narrative level. i think when you ask “what will happen to theon” in the fandom at large, it’s a really bleak picture - some of that is the show, but i’ve seen people theorize that the last chapter we have of him in twow (the preview chapter) is the last we’ll see if theon since i got into the fandom when s2 was airing. and i know i’m biased bc i love him but i do think his connection to the weirwood magic is going to come into play. similarly, i see a lot of theon fans who would prefer an ending where he’s no longer with the starks or in the north but in the iron islands. but again - it’s not the drowned god who is speaking through him it’s the old gods! this signals to me that he is never leaving the north permanently, if at all. and i think that makes sense with his story on a narrative level; he can insist he is salt and sea, a greyjoy of pike, but even as he’s trying to prove himself as a greyjoy he’s calling himself the prince of winterfell! nothing will erase the reality that most of the formative years of his life were spent in winterfell with the starklings and when he pictures home it’s that place! that place that was full of love that he was not allowed to partake in! being able to go back to pyke and fully reintegrate back into the culture he was born into is, imo, too sweet of an ending. he doesn’t get to go back!

i’ve always felt like he will live a long life, longer than he’ll ever really want, and that’s the point - he gets to live and others don’t (and some of that is his fault!) and he has to keep trying because of it. forever. he can’t take the easy way out and exit the narrative. so i think it’s interesting you compare him to the older starks because the youngest is benjen and benjen was a man of the night’s watch. i think that concept of like, spending the rest of your life trying to do penance being what theon gets makes so much sense. specifically here i think it’s interesting that lyanna experiences some element of sexual abuse, and theon is both a perpetrator and a victim of it. and there’s that common theory that perhaps benjen helped lyanna sneak out of winterfell and joined the night’s watch out of guilt. i think you get that very interesting kind of dark mirror here - theon is much less well liked than brandon despite engaging in the same behavior, theon is never able to “rise” to the occasion as oldest boy and heir like ned nor is he respected by the iron islanders the way ned is by the northerners, theon is trapped by ramsay in a very twisted love story while lyanna’s story was more of a slow burning horror. always always never enough when compared to the starks. but i think an ending like benjen’s, not necessarily one where he’s specifically sworn to some order but maybe a more metaphorical one (not dissimilar to sandor on the quiet isle actually - less about WHO he is swearing to and more about what he does with his time), really fits everything theon is heading towards. can’t outrun and outfight his status as a hostage, his murders, his rapes, being raped, the greyjoy name or the stark one - but he can just stop and THINK for a second about WHO he is and WHY he’s wound up this way!

[builtaworldwithyourlove]

I Forget Where We Were

1.4k/ joel miller x f!reader / MINORS DNI 

summary: life with Joel from the start. Be kind please- this is my first piece and has taken 6 months of courage🤍

Chapter Five: She Treats Me Well

Now I’ve got a woman at home, she treats me well

what to expect: Sundays spent with the Millers. Joel officially asks you to be his girlfriend. 

warnings: bad language i guess idk?😂fluff, dad!joel,lover boy joel, no specific physical description of reader, female reader (please let me know if there is anything I’m missing, I will elaborate as the series goes on) no outbreak, age gap (reader is mid 20s and Joel is mid 40s), boyfriend!joel? i repeat boyfriend!joel, slight daddy!kink, sooooo much fluff

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After the best sleep of your life, you woke up intertwined with Joel. He was awake and watching the news on mute on his TV. You snuggled into the crook of his neck, and he dragged you on top of him.

‘Sleep well darlin’?’ his raspy voice turned you into putty, as he tucked your hair behind your ear and flipped you over onto you back.

He kissed you hungrily, before patting your thigh and jumping out of bed.

You whined as you held out your arms for him to join you again, and in the same second, Sarah ran through onto the bed like a tiny hurricane and snuggled into you.

‘I had the funniest dreams’ Sarah giggled. ‘Daddy played dress up with me and we turned him into a princess.’

‘I could just imagine him as pretty as a picture’ you giggled. 

You burst into a fit laughter as

Joel wrapped the duvet round his hips and gave a twirl. ‘Now what do the real princesses want for breakfast?’

‘I need to get home and shower, should we head back to mine and we’ll eat there? I’ve got groceries to get through, and I know a certain curly haired baby would love to come and see where I live!’ You tickled Sarah and tilted your head at Joel. Sarah clambered across the bed and held onto Joel like a koala, you leaned forward into Joel’s hip.

‘Let’s get ready to go then Roo’ Roo was Joel’s nickname for Sarah, affectionately after the way she bounced round and round. 

You made the bed, and went downstairs to clear the dishwasher and organise Joel’s house quickly.

Dressed in Joel’s joggers that sat low on your hips, and a tucked up gym top, you went to check on Sarah and Joel, and found Sarah in her unicorn backpack and bright pink tutu dress. Joel was dressed smart in black Jeans, a tightly fitting black flannel shirt and his silver watch sitting on his wrist, above his small hand tattoo. His curly hair was slicked back, and you could smell the heat of the hot shower mixed with his mint shower gel and toothpaste, and your favourite aftershave of his.

You stared a moment too long, when Sarah held your hips and shook you asking to go and see your house. Joel placed his fingers under your chin and picked your jaw up.

‘It’s rude to stare’ Joel lowered his voice and remarked gruffly into your ear.

You swallowed dryly, and averted your gaze as you tried to distract yourself by gathering the Miller’s out the house back to your place.

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You let Sarah have full access to your apartment, and she went straight to the flowers growing on your balcony. Joel stood in the french doors, his silhouette distracting you. He sipped his black coffee from your ridiculously oversized pastel pink mug, when he crouched down to let Sarah whisper in his ear. He crouched down and nodded, then looked at you and smiled. He looked back at Sarah ‘Yes I’ll ask her later baby’. You were itching to find out what Sarah whispered, but had a pretty good idea. 

You laid breakfast out for everyone, and watched with adoration as your small apartment now felt like home. The idea of having Joel’s babies crept into your mind. What would that be like? Heaven, you thought.

After breakfast was finished, you let Sarah pick her favourite Disney film and hopped in the shower and got ready for the day. 

    · · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · ·

‘What are we doing today then?’ You entered the room. Sarah was on the balcony with an orange juice, flicking through an old book of yours. You chuckled at her, and Joel turned around and pulled you in. His hands held your hips, and you felt his huge arms envelope you.

‘I want to go to the arcades’ Sarah squealed with her hands in the air.

‘Ask nicely!’ Joel said sternly.

Sarah looked over at you and said please as many times as she could. 

‘Arcades it is then, Miss Miller’ Joel agreed, ‘You up for it, darling?’

‘I can’t think of anything else I’d rather do, Mr Miller’you grinned at Sarah.

Joel grunted and gave you ‘that look’.

‘Will you paint my nails for me first’ Sarah asked, bouncing around like a Duracell Bunny.

‘Absolutely baby. I’ll send Daddy on a mission to the store and we’ll finish getting ready’ you asked, emphasis on the eye contact with Joel when you said Daddy.

He clenched his fist and banged it on the counter jokingly, and asked you to write a list. You conspired with Sarah and gave Joel a list:

-Sour Patch Kids

-Milk

-Sourdough Loaf

-Bottle of Rosé

-More Sour Patch Kids

-Reese’s Pieces

-Dr Pepper Zero

He scoffed at the list, and warned against the excessive sugar content. You assured him it’d be a sugar crash by night time, and that’s why you wanted sugar free Dr Pepper- to compensate!

You and Sarah ran to your vanity and Joel went to the store.

    · · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · ·

The heat scorched, as you found relief under the air con in the arcades. Sarah had stuffed teddies bigger than her, and your purse was 

full of pointless prizes from arcade machines. Joel carried the tokens. 

Sarah asked for an ice cream and a final go on the dance machine.

You and Joel sat next to eachother waiting to take Sarah home.

‘Do you still love me?’ Joel nudged you.

‘From the moment I met you’ you squeezed his thigh.

‘Will you be my girlfriend? I’m not sure people ask anymore, but I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life.’ Joel blushed and you kissed him. 

‘How could I ever say no?’ You scrunched your nose up and held his hand, ‘I love you, Mr Miller.’

Sarah sprinted over yelling ‘I want to go home.’ You envied the abruptness that kids could get away with. You wouldn’t be able to shout I want to leave in your office job and have people find you funny and endearing. 

You all held hands and headed back to the truck. 

‘Are you and Daddy having another sleepover tonight?’ Sarah fluttered her eyelashes and didn’t want you to leave.

‘No babygirl, I’ve got to work tomorrow’ it wasn’t clear who was more disappointed at your answer out of Joel and Sarah. They both shared the same gooey puppy dog eyes.

‘How about we go and pick her up from work tomorrow? You can finish school, Daddy will come and get you, and then we’ll head there’ Joel was desperate to keep you all for him and Sarah, and would do anything to be with you every second of every day.

‘You’ve got yourself a deal, Mr Miller. I’ll see you tomorrow night Roo’ you kissed Sarah’s forehead and she twirled around you and climbing into the backseat.

Joel was left listening to the sound of you both softly snoring on the drive home, clearly reaching that sugar crash you talked about.

His heart swelled, and he thanked his lucky stars. Both of his girls.

    · · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · ·

Joel dropped you home and tried to wake you without making you grouchy. You tried to not be sad and keep in high spirits for Sarah and Joel. Even though you’d see them in less than 24 hours again.

You started your Sunday reset regime, changing your bedsheets, even though they smelt like Joel still and wrote your weekly plan. Although, how productive really was the to do list of : kiss Joel, think about Joel, hug Joel, fuck Joel.

Your phone chimed with a text about an hour later.

Joel:

Sarah’s in bed, finally crashed😴 she said she already misses you and wish you didn’t have to ever leave.

You:

She’s the most precious angel- I miss her too. Big hugs and kisses tomorrow xxx

Joel:

I miss you too. Can’t believe you’ve got this old man head over heels again. I love you, baby.

You:

I love you. Can’t believe I’m a girlfriend, I feel like a changed woman.

Joel:

Get some sleep missy, don’t let the honour get to your head😉

You:

Mr Miller… don’t start something you can’t finish.

Joel:

Oh I’ll finish everytime.

You:

Gross- get gone. Night baby.

You finished your chores and got yourself clean and to bed. You sprawled out, smiling to yourself and sleep came easily. 

You wished you were at work already so you could be back in Joel’s arms. 

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[steveharrington]

Have we seen Steve interacting with authority figures? I feel like we must have at some point but I can't think of any... which is maybe why I struggle to imagine what Steve and Hopper/Joyce sharing a scene might look like. I guess there's that scene with Barb's parents?

we HAVENT ‼️ hardly anyways! off the top of my head i’m fairly sure that the only adults we’ve seen steve interact with (and i define interacting by him talking to them directly or vice versa) are barb’s parents like you said, the guys he walked up to cleaning the theater marquee, and the russian general. genuinely cannot think of anyone else. isn’t that so upsetting

i wouldn’t call barb’s parents or the movie marquee guys authority figures per se, but i do think you could kinda categorize ozerov that way. at the very least, he has massive power over steve (literally has him tied up and drugged). i think it’s notable that of these instances where steve is sharing a scene with an adult, he is consistently doing some sort of repentance. cleaning up the marquee, visiting barb’s parents after she died in his backyard, and being beaten for finding the operation (which served as a larger message to steve that once again reminds him he was an Evil Little Boy). we’ve never seen steve interact with an adult to receive comfort or protection—it’s always the opposite, actually. uncomfortable at the very least, literally being tortured at the most.

i think a very underrated moment is steve threatening ozerov by saying that hopper is going to save them. i think it’s sooooo genuinely deeply sad, actually! he so confidently thought hopper (and other adults ie the us calvary) were going to come save him and robin, when actually no one even knew they were down there. if dustin and erica hadn’t saved them, literally no one would have!!!! the same protection that hopper and joyce provide the other kids/teens don’t really extend to steve and robin, which makes sense logically since they’re kinda on the outskirts. they are not their children or close friends of their children. but i think that line is so meaningful and sad because it kinda implies that steve thinks of himself as falling under that umbrella of protection, but he doesn’t :(

that’s not to say that i think hopper is canonically like “fuck steve harrington i don’t care about that kid”, but the writing in st thus far hasn’t really been dynamic enough to give us glimpses into the various ways that All these kids/teens/adults are inherently tied together after going through category 5 monster moments every half a year together. i really hope season 5 remedies that (it sounds and looks like they might?) by giving us these rare interactions between characters who have almost been killed by the exact same Creature several times but have somehow never talked. i also want so badly for someone to acknowledge that steve becomes the de facto adult when joyce and hopper aren’t around (i know mom steve jokes got annoying but they stemmed from his behavior clearly modeling that of a Parent with the kids) and maybe give us insight into how steve views himself….does he feel like an adult? would he view hopper as an authority figure, or would he almost see him as a peer and equal considering they both end up being the meat shields when it comes to fighting people and monsters? i need to know…..

i do think we’ll get at least a crumb of steve and hopper in s5, at least because david harbour and joe keery have both talked about wanting to share scenes and it would be so mean of the writers to just be like no sorry we don’t have time for a 2 second interaction in this 10 hour season LOL but we shall see <3

[pamsimmerstories]

wolfgang is back home!!

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[wolfgang]: heeeey! who missed daddy?

[halley]: daddy?! is it really you?! i’ve missed you soooooo much!!

[nova]: me too!!

[wolfgang]: what are you waiting for?! c’mere and give me a big hug!

[nova]: why does your boss make you work so much? i don’t like it!

[halley]: yes!! mommy told us you were traveling because of your job. find another job, daddy!

[wolfgang]: i’ll see what i can do, okay?

[wolfgang]: and you eris? not gonna hug me?

[eris]: no!

[wolfgang]: alright. i’m gonna talk to your mom and than we’re talking, just us boys okay?

[eris]: ....

[wolfgang]: i’ve missed you so fucking much, babe. i know i wasn’t there for too long, but fuck... i wanted to be here with you so bad

[aurora]: i’ve... missed you too

[wolfgang]: i’m so fucking sorry, rory. i... i guess i won’t ever apologize enough.

[aurora]: i know you are... we’ll... talk about it later, okay? now, talk to eris.

[wolfgang]: now it’s just you and me here... what’s going on?

[eris]: you know what, daddy

[wolfgang]: no, i don’t. if i did i wouldn’t be asking...

[eris]: you missed my birthday. our birthday

[something inside of wolfgang broke into million pieces. he missed his son’s birthday and he was upset with him]

[this made him remember of his own childhood without his father. it was different, his father died... but still... he knows how much hurts not having a father on special days]

[wolfgang]: i’m sorry daddy missed your birthday. i promise to be here for the next one, okay? now give me a hug because i’ve missed you sooooo much!

[eris]: you promise?

[wolfgang]: mhm

[wolfgang]: i love you and your sister more than anything, you know? if i missed your birthday, it was because i really couldn’t be here

[wolfgang]: and i’ll try my best for this to not happen again, alright?

[eris]: yes daddy!

[wolfgang]: how do you feel now?

[eris]: hungry!

[wolfgang]: *laughs* that’s my boy! let’s eat something

[fnaf-movie-countdown]

I fear that I might explode when the casting info leaks cause like. the idea of Jeremy maybe finally being a character, like at all, shatters my mind. Would be amzing, if he does exist, if he almost gets bit by Mangle. Fun Call Back :)

Oh you and me both! We’re sooooo close to filming and if anything I’m just waiting for Jason Blum to say something official 👀 but also the coming leaks will be crazyyyy

Guess we’ll see if we get a new friend to add to the roster!

[reyesstrand]

My main question now is how the hell are they going to fit all of that into 40 minutes?! Especially with Carlos getting shot and him and TK resolving their conflict over Jonah

sooooo my guess right now is that the judd stuff is going to be them hinting more heavily at his “demons” (especially for the casual viewer) with the episode being a launching point for his bigger plot in episode ten. i think it could run parallel tommy and owen’s stories as he’s close with them both and them going through Big Things could allow for the writers to shine a little more light on what’s going on with judd through his friendships with them.

and i’d guess the carlos plot will continue on as the sort of a-plot along with owen’s, as things will get wrapped up. we’ll either see him completely solve the murder or get confirmation bridges and/or campbell are dirty (still thinking campbell’s a red herring) and i’m guessing he and tk will have a heart-to-heart that will heavily suggest toward the resolution for the jonah conflict. they can fit more than expected into these episodes ajdnsjd and i think by connecting some of the stories (especially the judd stuff) they’ll be able to tie all the loose ends!!!! also given this is a fall finale i wouldn’t be surprised if we get a semi-cliffhanger that has to do with judd’s storyline.

[ginger375]

LUtober Day 18: Thrill

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“It’s called the Isle of Courage. Seemed fitting.”

Sky nodded and smiled. It was a joy to have Wild back with them after his abrupt departure, and while it was astonishing what happened to his Hyrule, the appearance of actual sky islands had Sky’s heart singing.

They were much higher than any of the other surrounding islands, at least as far as Sky could tell. The air was so crisp and so much thinner than down on the surface. Sky took a deep breath and felt his lungs fill properly for the first time since they were last on Skyloft.

“How’s that feel?” Wild asked with a knowing grin.

“Incredible,” Sky said with relief just dripping from his voice. As much as he loved being on the surface, nothing compared to being in the clouds. “So what exactly was thus island used for?"

“The constructs said it was a challenge for Zonai when they came of age. They had to dive from here and hit the pool below within a certain time.”

“And that’s how you got the bird suit?” Sky asked, gesturing to Wild’s ensemble. He was wearing an outfit that looked like an imitation of a bird, with what appeared to be wings attached to his arms that connected to the back of the suit. In theory, it would likely help him glide as he fell from the sky.

“It’s the Glider Set,” WIld said as he held the mask up to his face. Sky laughed at the green goggle eyes and beak of the mask. Wild chuckled before putting the mask away in his slate… pad… whatever he called it now. “Sooooo, wanna race?”

Sky’s eyes lit up. “Oh you are so on!”

“This one doesn’t have any obstacles, it’s just straight down,” Wild said as he pulled Sky back to the start line. “Think you can beat me down there?”

“You only visit the sky, Wild. I was born to it,” Sky said with a wry grin. “Ready set go!” he shouted before taking off to the edge and leaping into the abyss.

Sky didn’t hear WIld’s shout of protest once the wind started rushing past his ears. He instinctively shifted his body into the proper position to take the fall, arms and legs spread so he could see the pool below. His clothes rippled from the wind resistance as the thrill of falling returned to him in a way he hadn’t felt in ages.

Gods, he’d missed this.

He heard a holler above him – Wild was starting to catch up. Sky maintained his position; fancy glide outfit or not, Wild hadn’t been doing this since he was a small child. He saw a figure start to appear in his peripheral vision. They were about halfway down now and Wild was shifting into a dive.

Too soon, Wild child.

Sky held his position for just a biiiiiiiit longer, watching Wild get ahead of him. The Champion seemed to realize he’d dove too soon and tried to adjust, but he was too late. Sky shifted into a dive and watched as the pool rushed up to meet him.

He broke through the water with a decent splash and let himself just exist in the water for a moment. Another body joined him underwater a few seconds later.

Sky broke the surface of the water with a joyful gasp. He treaded water as WIld came up for air.

“Guess that settles that?” Sky asked with a laugh. Wild returned his laugh and made his way to the edge of the pool.

“I bow to the master,” he said as he climbed out of the pool. “Next we’ll go check out the low-gravity islands, they’re super fun,” he added as he gave Sky a hand.

“The what?!”