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[ruiiplume]

Father daughter summer time ☀️😎

[aingeal98]

I really hope Cass's plan in birds of prey works I want Bruce and Babs to stick the mission report on the fridge to commemorate Batgirl's first team plan that didn't end in someone dying.

[dizzybizz]

im making myself so hungry its not even funny

[bakedbakermom]

I know only three lines of Shakespeare

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

When this body housed a spirit, a kingdom was too small to hold it. Now two paces of the vilest earth is room enough.

[emailgremlin]

things that i’m doing today that make me feel alive: baking cookies for the neighborhood kids, scheduling time to plan community care events, taking on a church calendar project

i love this community and the way they’ve held my hand and helped me out this year, and i’m glad i’m in a place to do a little bit back

[chococookiez]

i have to retag posts a FUCKING GAINNN UGHHHHHH WHY AM I SO UNWELL

[jessamine-rose]

For the ask game I'm taking the 'rlly nice!!' from uwu and I'll be merging it with with crying but only after I removed 'will cry at any moment'

Also! It's been a while since I dropped by :(( I hope you've been doing well!!! Remember to drink some water if you haven't done so recently, and I'm sending my best vibes to you!!! :D

Aahh it’s Shiro!! Thanks for blessing my inbox with another visit, dear. Your answer..…..hmm the omission for crying is quite accurate~

I’m doing well so far!! Very hydrated, still deep in Miguel O’Hara brainrot, and currently in my housewife era another cooking spree >:3

[chickencat8]

uh. is it normal to feel Overstimulated from. too many bots

[stvolanis]

my minds just so full of thoughts of s3 rafe w/ his little housewife!!

he’s so freaking sweet. Gushing to all of his buddies at the country club about the cute little bell who makes him the best meals after a hard day of tormenting the pogues! And all of them are just like “yeah..uhuh..okay..” cause he never shuts up about you! But when you bring them all a fresh batch of peanut butter cookies with that warm smile on your face, they completely understand why Rafe is so smitten with you C:

Rafe would spoil you rotten for treating him so good! shopping sprees on the weekends, and duh, your nails are always done!! you said you wanted a new vintage von dutch mini skirt that barely covers your ass? Done! Rafe bough 5 of them in different colors and styles. Anything you look at for a little too long, or your fingers barely graze over, will be bought so beware!! Don’t even get me started on how Rafe would have flowers sent to you when he’s away on missions, always so pretty and fresh, and always your favorites.

but Rafes favorite part about his housewife? The way you let him stuff your cunt no matter what. You’re cooking? He’s got you bent over with his mushroom tip pounding at your cervix as you desperately try to flip the pancakes before they burn. you’re folding clothes? He’ll bounce you up and down on his cock till you lose focus of what you’re supposed to be doing, too drunk on the way he feels inside of you. Cleaning? Of course he stresses you out when his cum spills onto the freshly mopped floor, so he has you lick it up!! “S’not my fault it wouldn’t all fit in your mouth.” He’d huff out.

his breeding kink would be through the roof with you! his mind spirals at the thought of you with you belly round and swollen, evidence of how good he is to you. You’re so sweet and gentle, you’d be such a good mama to his kids! He can imagine himself walking into his home to the sight of you with a toddler that looks just like the both of you being bounced on your hip. You’d pepper him with kisses, and your little one would crawl out of your arms just to be with him.

Safe to say, Rafe is definitely obsessed with you.

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[papirouge]

It's 2023 and people are unironically still thinking "the White man stopped slavery 🥺" is a flaming gotcha

[hoshifighting]

i enjoy your work so much!!! i love reading new posts whenever you update (which is so frequent and im always in awe of how creative your brain is!!) im wondering if you had similar work to your most recent reaction but with mommy issues instead? giving a tight hug to all my peeps struggling through parental relationships ❤️‍🩹

seventeen x reader with mommy issues

a/n: thank you anon 🥺🥺❤️ i hope you like it, and > giving a tight hug to all my peeps struggling through parental relationships pt.2

WARNINGS: mommy issues, svt mostly doing girly things with you.

seungcheol: cheol’s the type to instinctively take a nurturing role without even realizing it. he’ll remind you to eat, help you pick out clothes for the day, and even braid your hair if you let him. “does this look okay?” he asks, tongue sticking out in concentration as his big hands fumble a little. he’s all about making sure you feel cared for in every little way, even if it’s just holding you close while you vent.

jeonghan: knows how to fill that space without making it obvious. he’s the one who’ll ask his sister to help him paint your nails, gossip about random shit, or let you borrow his skincare products. “c’mere, let me do it for you,” he says, gently dabbing serum on your face while teasing you about how bad you are at self-care. it’s his sneaky way of saying, i’m here for you.

joshua: takes on that classic comforting role, always making sure you feel heard.he’ll offer to bake cookies with you or even sew something small together. “it’s okay to miss her,” he’ll say softly, holding your hand. “but you’ve got people now who care about you, including me.”

junhui: create those bonding moments you might’ve missed out on. he’s the type to grab your hand and drag you into the kitchen, insisting you bake something together even if it’s a disaster. “this is supposed to be fun, not perfect babe...” he laughs as flour gets everywhere. he doesn’t try to replace anything, but he makes you feel like you’re not missing out anymore.

hoshi: his appproach is so wholesome it hurts. he’s the kind to pull you into his lap while he combs through your hair, humming softly. “you deserve to feel spoiled,” he says with a grin, and suddenly he’s dragging you to the mall for a mini shopping spree. “pick something cute, okay? you can’t say no—it’s my treat.”

woozi: his way of comforting you is subtle but so meaningful. he won’t push you to talk, but when you’re struggling, he’ll sit you down and quietly braid your hair or make tea for you. “you don’t have to do this alone,” he’ll say in his soft, no-nonsense voice. sometimes it’s just the quiet, supportive presence that heals the most.

wonwoo: he’ll read to you, help you organize your space, or even teach you how to do things like fixing a hem or arranging flowers. “this is kinda relaxing, isn’t it?” he says as you both work together, his calm energy making you feel safe and understood.

minghao: would suggest journaling together, so you can focus more on yourself, than focus on the house problems. “it’s okay to feel like this,” he says, squeezing your hand. “but you’re more than what you’re missing.” he makes sure you feel strong enough to rebuild those pieces.

mingyu: mingyu goes all in on being your cheerleader. he’s the one who’ll sit on the floor with you to do DIY face masks or giggle with you over silly videos. “do you want me to call my sister?... don't really know what a cut-crease is...” he says with a goofy grin, trying his best to make you feel loved and cared for in every way he can.

seokmin: he s exactly what you need when the weight of everything feels heavy. he’ll pull you into the kitchen to teach you his favorite recipes, or he’ll sit down with you to sew a button back on your shirt. “see? you’re already amazing at this!” he beams, making you feel proud of yourself for even the smallest things.

seungkwan: ultimate comforter. he’ll organize a mini self-care day, complete with snacks, facials, and trashy TV. “no one’s judging you here,” he says, rubbing your back as you tear up. his endless affirmations—you’re doing amazing, you deserve love, you’re enough—are exactly what you need to hear.

vernon: he’ll suggest stuff like planting a little herb garden together or decorating a space to make it yours. “babe I think I planted my ring...” he says, looking at the plant pot that will be all messy in seconds just to find the piece of silver.

chan: he’s the guy who’ll offer to watch cheesy movies with you, paint your nails (even if he sucks at it), or teach you a new dance—and stumbling on his own feet on purpose—just to make you smile. “you deserve to feel cared for.”

[seamistgale]

Bernard was being haunted.

His sus-o-meter isn't up to 100%, but if he's being real, it never is. The downside of being into conspiracy theories was that you were only partially sure which one was more skewed than the other. One day he could be convinced Batman is more cryptid than man, and then he'd stumble on some fascinating witness accounts that make him rethink the Vampire hypothesis.

This time, however, he's fairly sure this sort of freaky shit only happens to people in those cookie-cutter horror movies.

… Except this particular ghost might be of midwestern decent, or something, because they sucked at properly haunting.

Example number one:

It was rare that Bernard had dishes piled up. He lived alone, and occasionally Tim would come to his apartment; with a couple of games, some takeout boxes, and a movie later, there would be way more things to clean up than a whole weekend on his own.

The last time Tim came over, Bernard didn't bother cleaning up for the night, and then the trash just…. Disappeared.

Not like 'a burglar broke in for some weird fetish reason, and my trash is now gone' gone, but more 'the trash is in bags, the dishes are clean, and I swear the air smells fresher' gone.

That was strike one.

He brushed it off because Tim had been there. It was unlikely he just went on a stress cleaning spree at Bernard's place but… Well, Bernard's caught him doing way weirder shit. It's fine.

(it's not fine. You just didn't move things around on someone else's turf.

"…Clean up?" Tim echoed back from the phone, sounding as confused as Bernard felt the following morning. "I-- no, of course not!" and then hurriedly continued to reassure Bernard he'd never do that. Because Tim was nice like that, even after Bernard low-key accused him of giving him the Gotham equivalent of pissing in someone else's yard.

So, that was strike one in the back of his hindbrain that something was up.)

Strike two and three came together.

See, in Gotham's economy, sometimes your employer doesn't have your paycheck the week it should be. Who cares if you need to pay rent through or your landlord will double your rent? Neither your boss nor the landlord in question, obviously. So what he usually did was have a nest egg the size of his rent just in case.

But this month Bernard had splurged a little too much, so he was short. It was nothing big, he was just five bucks short.

The issue was, that his landlord was paranoid and was already breathing down his neck for not paying the next month's rent the day before the new month started. Like clockwork, his landlord put a warning under his door, ready to evict him the same day the month started if Bernard didn't have the rent in cash the next morning.

He knew the eviction notice was at the door, but chose to ignore it because it didn't matter, he'd get those five one way or another by the end of the day.

By the time he came back, two things were out of place. The first was the eviction notice on his table. Again, no one moved someone else's shit around.

Strike three happened while counting his nest egg, and would you look at that! He had more money than he'd counted. Nothing ridiculous, just… He had those five bucks now.

All these little things were easy to miss, or misremember, but Bernard was not most people. But the catch here was… All these things were good things. Sort of.

So not only was this happening when he wasn't around, but they were happening to his… Advantage? He'd even call it good fortune if one was willing to ignore the lack of privacy… And maybe he would have, if this wasn't Gotham. Privacy was a mix between a luxury and a currency. Sometimes a kindness.

In some ways maybe it would have been an effective scare tactic, to mess someone's shit up, but this was not the way he'd personally go about it if he wanted someone to leave the building.

So here Bernard was, staring again at the dishes he had placed as bait, because he wasn't an idiot and tempting a ghost into anything remotely violent was stupid. The dishes were cleaned.

He squinted at the ceiling, then at the rest of his apartment, trying to gauge whether trying to make first contact was going to get him more haunted, killed, or turn him into a Saturday morning cartoon.

Finally, he picked up a cup. Not a glass cup, because why would he give the ghost any ammunition, but a couple of fairly clear plastic cups, a marker, two sticky notes, and filled both cups with tap water decently enough so a mild tremble would be noticeable.

The first sticky note said "Yes", and the second, predictably, said "No."

"So." Bernard sat in front of the cups, feeling halfway like a dumbass for doing this in the first place, and halfway like he's about to do the worst decision of his life because it might just work. "You from out of town, or are you just really shitty at this?"

[charchev]

Quality time with the Blue Lock boys!

bllk x gn!reader

Nagi Seishiro

You find Nagi sprawled on the couch, his head resting in your lap while he plays a mobile game. Every time you shift slightly, he lets out a dramatic sigh.

“Stop moving,” he mutters, glancing up at you with half-lidded eyes.

“You’re the one making my legs fall asleep,” you retort.

He pauses his game, lightly pinching your cheek. “You’re comfy. Deal with it.” His soft smirk lets you know he’s not moving anytime soon.

Reo Mikage

Reo surprises you with an impromptu shopping spree. He insists on buying matching accessories—a bracelet for you and a watch for him.

“See? Now we’ll always match,” he says, grinning as he adjusts the bracelet on your wrist.

“Reo, this is way too expensive!” you protest, but he waves it off.

“Anything for you. Besides, it looks perfect.” He flashes a wink before pulling you into a nearby café for treats, claiming it’s “part of the experience.”

Bachira Meguru

Bachira drags you outside one rainy afternoon, holding a bright yellow umbrella and grinning ear to ear.

“Let’s splash in the puddles!” he declares, already hopping into one.

“Bachira, we’ll get soaked!” you laugh, but his enthusiasm is contagious.

Soon, you’re both running through the rain, your laughter blending with the sound of raindrops. He spins you around under the umbrella, declaring, “Rainy days are the best with you!”

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi drags you to a local arcade, determined to win you a plushie from the claw machine.

“Almost… got it!” he exclaims, only for the claw to drop the toy at the last second. He groans but keeps trying, his determination unwavering.

After multiple attempts, he finally wins a small plush and hands it to you with a proud grin. “Here, for you!”

You giggle and hug the plush. “Thanks, Isagi. But next time, let me try.”

“No way,” he says, already scoping out his next prize. “I’m on a roll!”

Rin Itoshi

Rin begrudgingly agrees to bake cookies with you, his competitive streak kicking in when he sees how perfectly yours turn out.

“Yours look better,” he mutters, glaring at his slightly misshapen cookies.

You laugh and offer him one of yours. “Here, try mine.”

He takes a bite, his expression softening. “…Not bad.”

You kiss his cheek. “Yours are great too, Rin.”

He huffs but turns his head to hide his blush.

Sae Itoshi

Sae surprises you with a quiet picnic at sunset, far away from the bustling city. As you sit together, he hands you a small box.

“What’s this?” you ask, opening it to find a bracelet with a simple charm.

“It reminded me of you,” he says, avoiding your gaze.

You smile and slip it on, squeezing his hand. “Thank you, Sae.”

His lips twitch into a soft smile as he murmurs, “I just wanted to see you happy.”

[cmdrfupa]

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the faint sound of classical music playing in the background. You stretched, smiling as the soft hum of Levi’s voice filtered through the doorway. It was rare for him to sing—if you could even call his low, gravelly murmurs "singing"—but on special days like today, he always seemed a little lighter even if he didn’t openly admit it.

You padded into the kitchen quickly, finding Levi wiping down the counters in his neatly pressed pajamas. The sight of the small birthday cake you made early in the morning for him sat on the counter. Minimally decorated, a single candle perched on top, and in true Levi fashion, it was perfectly symmetrical thanks to Mikasa suggesting the use of a protractor.

“You were supposed to stay in bed,” he said, his gray eyes flicking to yours with a touch of mock annoyance.

“And miss watching you serenade the toaster and your cake? Never.”

His lips quirked upward in the tiniest of smirks as he set down the cloth and crossed the room to hand you a steaming mug of your favorite tea. “Happy Christmas,” he murmured, pressing a quick, kiss to your temple before immediately stepping back to straighten the dishtowel on the counter.

“Happy Birthday, Levi,” you replied, beaming.

“Don’t make a big deal out of it,” he muttered, though the tips of his ears betrayed him, turning faintly red.

“Santa dropped off gifts and the birthday elf did also! So we are absolutely making a big deal out of it.”

Levi shook his head, watching you cross the kitchen to find a lighter. “The birthday elf is not real.”

“So what I’m hearing is you’re excited to see what Santa brought you.”

“Tch. Ridiculous.” He smirked.

The rest of the morning was a chaotic mix of last-minute gift wrapping, flour-dusted countertops from a cookie baking spree, and an impromptu pillow fight after Levi smugly proclaimed that your snowflake cookies looked more like "lopsided stars."

Despite his grumbles about the mess you were making, he stayed by your side the whole time, even going as far as to tie the apron around your waist with an uncharacteristic gentleness. “You’re a disaster,” he said, though the fondness in his tone made your heart melt.

Later, as the two of you sat by the tree with the faint glow of Christmas lights reflecting in his stormy eyes, he reached for your hand. “Thank you,” he said softly.

“For what?”

“For making all this... less insufferable,” he admitted, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “I don’t say it much, but I’m grateful for you. Even if you can’t bake to save your life.”

“Your lies will get you nowhere, Ackerman.” You laughed, leaning into his side as he sighed, resting his head lightly against yours. It wasn’t grand or over-the-top, but it was Levi. And that made it perfect.

[withleeknow]

seasons of you.

pairing: minho x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, tooth-rotting fluff or at least i hope so lmao, not v edited and literally no one is surprised lol i sound like a broken record atp just adding that into every post word count: 0.7k note: inspired by a highly fucked up thing that @matchannie said to me yesterday lmao it has not left my brain since you said it you absolute monster

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

navigation / masterlist / ko-fi

minho falls in love with you four times a year.

minho falls in love with you in the spring, over blooming cherry blossoms and vibrant daffodils that greet you on your weekly sunset walk. over the feeling of your fingers intertwined with his own without soft fluffy gloves getting in the way, now that it's finally warm enough to retire that extra layer of protection for the season. over the sun coming out of hibernation and filling your days with golden light, falling upon your face and casting you in a magical hue. over the remnants of winter that still leave behind a palpable chill in the air early in the morning or late in the night, that has you reaching out for the comfort of his warmth. over your delighted smile when he brings home a bouquet of tulips after a long day at work. over your glassy eyes, reddened nose and flushed cheeks as he takes care of you when the seasonal allergies kick in.

minho falls in love with you in the summer, over picnics in the park where you both lay on blue gingham picnic blankets, your head on his chest, as you watch the clouds overhead drift peacefully. over watermelon gelatos passed between teasing lips, the confectionary melting too quickly for your liking under the blazing sunlight. over spontaneous drives to the beach even though neither of you can swim, but you go just for fun, just to build sand sculptures in the shape of your cat babies and stand on the edge of the water to splash at each other. over long naps on the couch on days where you're too lazy to venture into the outside heat, preferring to stay cuddled up together under the air conditioner with niki playing in the background.

minho falls in love with you in fall, over shared slices of pumpkin pie as you watch the leaves turn yellow and red right outside your window. over the adorable way you hide your face behind your hands on nights where he puts on a horror movie because he insists on honoring the halloween spirit. over your off-key rendition of taylor swift's all too well (the 10-minute version) for most of the season because you adamantly claim that it's autumn's official anthem. over weekends spent attached at the hip, baking sugar cookies for hours on end. over your crestfallen pout as you take note of how the days keep getting shorter and shorter, already missing warm sunny weeks with all your heart.

minho falls in love with you in winter, over matching scarves and beanies, even though he often has to carry them for you because you have a bad habit of forgetting them before you go out. over the first snow of the season because they say that if you witness the first snowfall with the person you love, then you will stay together for a long, long time. over sweet cuddles in bed as a bad christmas movie plays on tv, and you fall asleep on his shoulder about half an hour into the movie despite being the one to select the movie in the first place. over your return from a shopping spree with your girlfriends with nothing for yourself but everything for soondoongdori, from christmas themed clothes to treats and toys.

but then again, maybe it's not entirely accurate to say that minho falls in love you merely four times a year. if he wants to be precise, then he would say that he falls for you anew every morning he wakes up and sees you asleep in his arms like a delicate miracle granted by a star he once used to wish upon. if he wants to get technical, then he falls in love with you with every smile that you send his way, which is a terribly sappy thing for him to admit but it doesn't make the statement any less true.

minho loves you every day of every week, of every month, of every year. he's loved you before he even met you, when you were just a romanticized idea in his head and hadn't yet walked into his life like the angel he was always meant to find. he loves you every minute of every hour; there isn't a second where you're not on his mind, not a single beat of his heart that doesn't spell out your name. he loves you throughout the seasons and a million times in between.

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[chococookiez]

ok im awake now i gotta redo tags again god damn it