#that’s my Girl… it looks Just Like Him. my beloved ♥️

[noemilivv]

OML IF U HAVE TIME, CAN U DO HAZBIN CHARACTERS AND ITS LIKE WHAT THEY Have THEIR S/O'S NAME IN THEIR PHONE, LIKE JUST THEIR NAME OR A NICKNAME, LIKE MY PAIN IN THE ASS OR SMTH, IM RAMBLING BUT AHHHHHHH

-🎺 ANON

HELLO 🎺 ANON !! i’m starting this request before your other one because im still braining storming for that one 😭😭 but yes ofc enjoy !

Hazbin (Main) Cast and their contact names for s/o

Including: Charlie Morningstar, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Alastor, Sir Pentious, Husk, Lucifer Morningstar

Warnings: GN!Reader with Masc implied in Angel’s part and Fem implied in Vaggie’s

Charlie Morningstar

Her contact name for you is…

My Ray of Sunshine☀️❤️

Reason:

I don’t think much needs to be said about this one haha. But you ARE her sunshine, you keep her going, and you keep her happy, and who could ask for more?

Vaggie

Her contact name for you is…

My girl 💕💕

Reason:

There’s no specific origin behind this one, but when she talks about you to others she goes ‘Oh yeah, she’s my girl…’ or something along those lines

Angel Dust

His contact name for you is…

Handsome 💋

Reason:

You’re his handsome partner, and he thinks everyone who sees his contact name should know that!! /hj

Alastor

My belief is that Alastor doesn’t have a contact for you, because he has an old phone, but one that still works with your modern one

But he’s sure as hell not getting a VoxTech one…

Sir Pentious

His contact name for you is…

Beloved❤️

Reason:

Although he is old school like Alastor, I don’t believe he’s totally opposed to the newer technology like Alastor is

The reason is plain and simple though, you ARE his beloved, his PERSON and honestly, he would scream it out to the whole world if you told him haha

Husk

His contact name for you is…

King/Queen of Hearts ♥️ (Or for my fellow enby folks who like gender neutral terms ‘Jackpot😍🎰’)

Reason:

Look, I know he’s probably not fond of his time as a gambler, but these names were too cute not to use, okay?!

Reason being is, you ARE the king/queen who won his heart, you ARE the one lucky jackpot that no one else got except for him — your a blessing :)

Lucifer Morningstar

His contact name for you is…

My Angel❣️

Reason:

Has a strong belief that you don’t belong in Hell, someone as sweet as you should go straight up to Heaven!

Thinks you’re the sweetest thing, and his most common petname for you is probably my angel, so boom! That’s his contact name!

[whateverisbeautiful]

♥️ Ranking Richonne

#23: Glad To See You (S4E01)

Platonic where? 😋 I love this lovely scene that lets us know Rick and Michonne had fully won each other over during the time jump between s3 and s4. This scene arrives after several couples are spotlighted in the ep - Which is no coincidence. It also arrives directly after the sweet 'whole new plant' scene with our beloved Hershel - Which is no coincidence. Michonne even whistles to get your attention with it. Richonne and the family they form together are Rick and Michonne’s whole new plant...

I love that as the queen arrives on her horse it’s Rick and Carl who rush to let her in. Like Rick hears her coming and eagerly stands up (with a subtle smile I do believe) and immediately looks over to Carl, who is ready to run over, because they know they’ve both grown really fond of our girl Michonne.

The way Rick and Carl hustle over to her with smiles on their faces will forever melt my heart. And as if their whole body language didn’t make it clear they were happy she’s back, the first thing Rick sweetly tells Michonne is, “We’re glad to see you.” I love how much Rick and Carl like her and can’t hide it.

It's funny too because I always thought it was both Rick and Carl donning big smiles when they run to her, but watching it back, Carl is actually way more subtle in his expression than Rick lol. Gotta love that extra man. 😋

It’s sweet the way Michonne says, “Glad to see you too.” Rick and Michonne are both just the cutest, and they already look like they go together. Every scene they have reminds you that they are meant to be each other's person.

I love that Michonne got Carl that comic, and he’s so excited about it. And she's clearly so happy to have put a smile on his face. Their friendship is everything. And Carl's sincere little thank you. She brings out such a sweet side of him.

I adore that Michonne's personality is coming out more with her boys and Rick gets to witness her bond with his son here. Through Carl, Michonne began to be a mom again and I just so appreciate that. 

And Michonne saying, "I get to read them when you’re done" - it's pretty much canon that she and her kids love books together and it’s adorable. 😊

Then it's so sweet Michonne's playful teasing of Rick with the razor and saying his face is losing the war. Sis told on herself a little bit, thinking about his face while out on her run. But I mean again, who can blame her? 

And it's interesting that the show highlights her getting gifts for Carl and Rick specifically, showing how they're who she's grown closest to and who she thinks about while she's out. Even while somewhat still in her lone wolf era, they were already becoming family. 🥹

I like how getting gifts for both of them helps suggest that Michonne's not just on the fast track to becoming Carl's future mom, but also Rick's future wife. She's growing an undeniable bond with both of them.

I think it’s cute how Rick takes the razor and ponders what it all means, and then Michonne brings some playfulness when teasing him and smiling. She likes him, y���all. 😊 And Rick needs this kind of levity in his life. It's great how before Rick and Michonne loved each other, they really really liked each other as people and it didn't take long for them to realize that.

Also, one of the many things I so adore about how Andy and Danai play their characters is that they never play them one-dimensional. Instead of just coming across as typical 'strong and stoic survivors,' they instead add such compelling layers to their characters.

Rick isn't just tough, he's also capable of being truly warm and affectionate. Michonne isn't just a warrior, she's capable of being genuinely warm, affectionate, and playful too. 👌🏽

So Rick gives a little laugh when she teases him, and then he’s quiet for a bit. And watching this back, I'm tickled because he’s definitely a little nervous around her. 😊 This is Richonne's crush era after all, and so he seems to be feeling a lot inside perhaps.

And then he steps closer to her and asks if she’s going to stay a little while, which is something Rick always wants - Michonne to stay with him awhile. And I like that he can’t help but make it clear he wants her around.

I'm telling you, they’re so adorable in every frame of the scene, and their body language is giving ‘this won’t be platonic for long’ lol. 

Michonne answers, “Just a little while,” and Rick nods cuz more time around her is always music to his ears.

Then Daryl arrives, and y’all, this part of the scene will always be curious to me.

Cuz they have Daryl say glad to see Michonne in one piece and look right over at Rick, almost like he’s especially speaking for Rick (who we already know is particularly glad to see her from their moment just seconds before). And then Rick looks from Daryl over to Michonne like he wants Daryl to be more subtle or something lol. Which had me like...

Rick has that little frustrated reaction when Michonne says she’s going to look over near Macon, and Michonne seems to notice Rick’s reaction cuz she then emphasizes, "it’s worth a shot."

It’s interesting how Rick isn’t very talkative at this moment, but his face is giving away that he clearly has thoughts and doesn't want her to go lol. But he knows Michonne can do what she wants, even if he most wants her here safe. 

Rick says he’s going to stay at the prison when Daryl says he’s going on a run, and then Michonne quickly volunteers to go. And y'all, again...

Cuz idk, it almost reads like knowing Rick was staying makes Michonne quickly volunteer to go since she can’t let herself get too close to him yet - cuz the sparks be sparking when they’re together and right now that's a bit too vulnerable after her traumas from the last time she let people in close. I mean, I'm just saying.

And Carl is quick to remind Michonne that she just got here, which is super cute. It's clear that, like his dad, Carl really wants her around and fully a part of the family. But we’re not there yet in their journey, so Michonne just smiles and says she’ll be back and then walks away. My heart is always so warmed to see her presence so wanted by her boys. 

Rick watches her go, of course, and then Daryl pats him in a seemingly sympathetic way before Rick goes to help them head out. And, y’all, I stand by it…Daryl knew something. 😋

I might not know what exactly, but brother Daryl knew early that something was stirring between Rick and Michonne and that she was special to Rick somehow.

I've noticed how several characters seemed to be picking up on something between Rick and Michonne even before Rick and Michonne became fully aware of their feelings - Carl in s3’s Clear, Daryl in this s4 premiere, Sasha in s5 when she tells Michonne “it worked out for you,” Deanna clocked Richonne real early, and even Abe in s6 wondered if Rick and Michonne had been intimate for awhile. Lol by the time Rick and Michonne made their romance official, you know team family was just like…

Season 4 is a big one in the making of Richonne, and Rick and Michonne's first scene together in season 4 effectively planted more seeds toward how much their relationship would blossom as this season progressed.

Establishing Rick, Michonne, and Carl’s dynamic and heightened fondness for each other in the season 4 premiere was a great way to set up how they would soon become family in the fullest sense by the end of the season.

Like to go from this scene at the prison to traveling as a trio in 4b and having such familial moments in the s4 finale is perfection. Rick and Michonne's fondness for each other only strengthened, and they became an undeniable family unit that managed to carve out some genuine happiness even wandering the woods with no home base. This truly is the season when Rick and Michonne start to become home to each other.

And I love that from the premiere to the finale of season four, these two only grew closer and closer and more and more glad to see each other. 😌

[janumun]

Hello love! I’ve been thinking and there is a lot of push and pull with the fandom about Caleb. And I’m wondering how you feel about him? What do you think of his character? What’s your speculations & how would you feel about it if he became a LI? My friends and I have sat down once & analyzed him and MC’s dynamic and dialogue, but as someone who has been in the LADS longer, what’s your POV? I’m so torn between my views and how there are some ppl in the fandom with such strong views and opinions about their relationship. (I’m currently on Ch.7 rn I believe, just to give a timeline)..

I hope you have an amazing day and all your daydreams are fun! 💕

Hello to you too, Gold! ♥️ I hope you’re having a great day as well.

Let me just preface this by saying I absolutely adore Caleb, there isn’t a single thing that man could do which would change that so I’m understandably biased LOL. Dividing this into labeled portions for ease of reading as this gets rather long!

My thoughts on him

I’ve been in love with that big giant since the near moment he looks down at you with those very visceral emotions tearing across his face, before he stops what he’s saying, leaving the end of his sentence unfinished (that “I promise I’ll be back soon.” message from him in our inbox is foul, Infold, FOUL sob).

If they had never introduced Sylus as a love interest, I know Caleb would’ve very easily been my 2nd favorite after Rafayel, I adore him that much.

I think I’ve made it somewhat obvious ATP that I’m a loser for yearning men. 1000/10 yearning in the pipeline, immense love and a desperate desire to keep their beloved safe and witness them happy, even at the cost of their own happiness and mental peace (Rafayel cough Rafayel). And Caleb also fits that bill to a T. I believe he would do anything were it to mean MC could go on living her everyday, normal life.

His method of protection, however, lies in how dedicated he is to the task of (fool! this fool!) willingly distancing himself from her by throwing in emotional barriers: treating her like a childhood friend/a little sister instead of what he’s always viewed her as, the girl he loves.

One of the most wonderful aspects of Love and Deepspace is how well it is able to portray subtle emotions through facial expressions and body language, something that its 2D predecessors, understandably, are at a disadvantage with how they have to make up for it in engaging writing (nothing wrong with that one!).

Bringing me to my original point of how Caleb’s actions/the way he looks at her and cares for her do not coincide with his words/setting up spoken barriers with her, delegating her to an annoying “childhood friend”. It goes without saying, that this is up to personal interpretation.

Thankfully, the only complaint I’ve seen in my space regarding Caleb’s potential as our 5th LI is that the game is fairly expensive for people aiming to get more than one LI’s card (and even then, when my sole bias was Rafayel pre-Sylus, as a casual spender, I had to pick and choose which cards of his I absolutely needed) and Caleb’s addition would make that struggle worse for the harem/multi-bias players. Which is a very valid concern to have.

Speculations

There are so many wonderful ways they could take his character were they to make him playable, and expand on what we already know of him.

Is he blood related to Josephine, MC’s adoptive grandmother, or was he, also, for reasons undisclosed/similar to MC’s reasons for being taken in by Josephine (I’m not sure if you have read those “underworld stories” yet so I will not go into spoiler-y details) adopted by her? How much does he truly know about MC’s condition and how her Evol is one, highly coveted? Assuming his playability also leads us to assuming he either survived that house fire and left the scene, not disclosing his whereabouts to even his childhood friend OR that he had something to do with it.

So far, I’m not inclined to believe the “Villain Caleb” theories any more than I’m inclined to believe Rafayel’s betrayal theories. Even amongst the LaDS cast and personal bias aside, I believe these two are the most likely to actively/most prominently display their marks of devotion for her, even through their direly reckless actions, regardless of the consequences to their own person. Case in point, Caleb’s traumatic “death” in the house fire with his Grandmother. We don’t know if it was intentional but if he is alive, he hasn’t contacted MC either and from what I’ve parsed from his character so far, she probably plays a central role in the decision he’s made to keep away/protect her from the sidelines.

[7nessasaryevils]

And so we begin... Gods I'm terrified... ep 7 of Wandee Goodday: how shall thee fuck me up?

- oh great we starting it right off with fucking cuddling on Yak's chest this is such normal non-boyfriend behaviour 🙄😑

- Yak my darling, if you're looking for psychiatrists, I'd recommend one that isn't a crazed Naga prince hell-bent on revenge on a reincarnated chicken... just saying 🤷🏾‍♀️ - although I am immensely in love that Dee does bring up therapy for Yak 🥹🥹

- them just comforting each other in a physical way that isn't sex... IM GOING TO KILL SOMEONE

- I have never hated a title sequence more than when it came right before I know yak was about to ask for a kiss as his reward 😤😡

- Yak being so fucking comfortable in Dee's space... I hate you both and I'm going to smush your faces together if it's the last thing I do

- WHAT PICTURE WAS THAT MY EYES SUCK!!never mind it was ter now im wishing my brain can unsee it

- yak my darling he loves you I promise!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

- not me barely taking in the fact that Dee kept the picture rather than throwing it out (which... I will shake you for Dee!!) and then getting fucking smacked in the face with the first kiss poster... P'Golf you test me today

- normally I don't condone vandalism but today... YEAH YAK RIP IT

- Kao our king asking the important questions as always! (Psst shake him harder Kao please and thanks)

- Ter... I swear to god you try some shit I will snap you in half (though the sunlight is doing ✨fabulous ✨ things for Pod!) edit: in retrospect that sunlight is literally turning his eyes red P'Golf you actual fucking genius

- me as soon as ter starts speaking

- pfft Cher you absolute king ♥️♥️

-uhhh... is this the weight training equivalent of that pottery scene from Ghost??

- ohhh they're so stupid i wanna die

- Cher and Yak are the mother son relationship I never knew I needed ♥️

- CANDLE LIGHT DINNER

- TER I WILL END YOU

- ohhhh i have a bad feeling about this... but also Dee.. you dumbass put on pants at the very least when you're entering a snake's house!

- this sequence of events is most horrific and terrible and I do not like it

- I'm going to kill Ter. Anyone who stops me... beware my wrath. Yak should've broken his fucking nose.

- also the fact that Ter lives in room 666. HE IS THE DEVIL YOU ARE SO RIGHT

- nooooo yak! Baby!!

- Kao. sir. I'm going to conquer empires in your name! MY KING!!

- the break up episode is meant to be #11 not # 8 what is this?!??

- not the necklace... no please not the necklace

- I hate everything nobody talk to me

- oh cool yak made it hurt even more im going to rip out my eyeballs thanks

- NOT DEE REACHING UP FOR THE NECKLACE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

- the worst the worst the worst I'm in pain

- that's it. That's fucking it. Someone get me Vegas Therapanyakul on the phone right now, I need to order a fucking hi- never mind the idiot doctor fell asleep. My sincerest wish is that Dee knees Ter in the balls as he gets up.

- Taem baby girl what was that??? 😦😦🤨🤨🤨

- sassy english my beloved 🤣🤣

- oh... ohhh no no no no no no- oh what the fuck what the fuck YAK CONCENTRATE BABY

- did i fucking expect the grim reaper? No. And neither did Yak if that right hook was any indication ouch!

- yak and yei fighting... this epsiode really said how can i hurt Nessie today....

- ohhhh fucking fuckity fuck why won't this epsiode let me BREATHE

- yak's face when he see Dee!!!! His teary eyes!!! I ACHE THANKS

- ROOF TOP KISS SCENE MY FUCKING BELOVED IM SO FUCKING OKAY GEWNFUCKINGCHANA 😭😭😭😭

- also throwback to The Sign and their bolster light effect I have never been the same again

- I 'm just gonna die in a corner bye don't look for me I do not exist to any of you

This episode has finally culminated in the kiss we all have been waiting for and I don't know about any of you but I feel the same as I did three years ago watching Bad Buddy. The absolute joy and heartache in me as these boys who so clearly love and care for each other finally acknowledge their feelings.

Next episode is also coming for my existence and I shall keep myself alive until then to regale you all with my incoherent screams ♥️

Until next time! 🥊🩺

[from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras]

This is an encouragement to share any headcanon you might have related to Elfhelm, more specifically about his eyebrows. 🥸

Ah, Elfhelm, my beloved. Currently getting spanked in the favorite character poll but deserving of so much more! ♥️ Here are my random Elfhelm thoughts:

—He’s in his sixties, so he’s part of Théoden’s generation. In fact, he’s distant kin to Théoden by marriage (Elfhelm and Elfhild being from the same broader family only makes sense!)

—At Elfhild’s request, he moved from the Westfold to Edoras just before Théodred was born so that her son would be raised around members of her family, too.

—Because Elfhild died in childbirth, Elfhelm and Théodwyn cared for Théodred until Théoden got his head together enough to really start parenting. Théoden’s gratitude for that is part of why he trusted and relied on Elfhelm to such a large extent and allowed him to function as First Marshal (even tho that was Théoden’s title).

—Elfhelm was a social ANIMAL. There was nothing he loved more than a party, and he became the default center of attention as soon as he arrived. He’d lead singing, buy rounds, win an impromptu arm wrestling contest, dance with all the old ladies and little girls, and tell bawdy jokes that people laughed at even as they acted shocked.

—He was naturally gifted with people. He could talk to ANYONE and make them all feel like the most important person in the room. He had a fantastic memory and always remembered to ask after that horse of yours that was sick last month or to congratulate your son on finishing that apprenticeship you told him about in the spring.

—He LIVED for harmless gossip. He had a million sources (he wasn’t above hanging out in the line for the women’s privy at the mead hall because that’s where the best scoops were shared), and people just felt drawn to confide in him about all kinds of things. But he had very keen judgment and never shared anything that would hurt anyone else.

—He had a daughter, who he was crazy for, but he also collected surrogate children – youths who were lacking a parental figure of their own for whatever reason and that would be welcomed to his family table and given all kinds of love and advice. (Over the years this included not just Théodred and Éomer but also Guthláf and later Wíd.) (Even though Wíd was a full-on adult at the time, he needed extra care!)

—He definitely knew that Éowyn was in his éored on the way to Gondor and agreed to look the other way because he understood why she wanted to be there. Éowyn tried many times over the years to thank him for this, but he always just winked and then pretended not to know what she was talking about.

—He had some unresolved trauma (nightmares, flashbacks, etc.) around Théodred’s death at the Isen and specifically the very visceral fighting over possession of his body. He was only able to get some closure on this after the war, when he suggested – and Éomer readily agreed – that they go back to the Fords and have a REAL funeral for Théodred so they could all grieve as a community.

—He did, indeed, have classic Grandpa Eyebrows! His wife tried to keep them trimmed, but he really couldn’t be bothered and joked that they helped keep the sun out of his eyes.

[ellena-asg]

There is a scene in 2x01 where Danny is driving Max's car and Steve, after he escaped from prison, is hiding in the back seat.

We see Danny talking on the phone and there's a line "You are a monkey in a polka dot dress and I love you". Of course it's about Gracie cause 1) she's his Monkey 2) she wears dresses 3) he says "I love you" and she's his only girl in the world. So, it's just a daddy-daughter little talk.

I rewatched this episode today, in Polish. What's happening in Polish version? Well...

Danny says "You're my beloved honey bear". And then camera immediately goes to:

Yeah. Mr Beloved Honey Bear, I bet 😀

What a difference!

Canon: Danny tells Gracie he loves her and thanks to "monkey" and "dress" it's all 100% about her.

Polish translators: Ah yes, Grace is on the other end of the phone but you know *cough cough* Danny is not only talking to her, he's also very worried about Steve. Danny's mind is full of Steve. Danny's eyes want to look at Steve. Monkey in a polka dot dress? Oh no, dear! We are giving you beloved honey bear so you can't be sure. Is it about Grace? Is she a bear? Or maybe it's... *boom! zoom on Steve*. Beloved honey bear. Honey bear. What will you, watcher, choose? *oh of course we're implying that honey bear = Steve*

Well...

From Urban Dictionary. In Poland we sometimes use "honey bear" for kids but MOSTLY we use it in a romantic way. And please, this "beloved honey bear" and boom! Steve's face. It looks like Polish translators are McDanno shippers 😉 I'm very grateful for these extra vibes heh ♥️

By the way, Danny also says "I love you", "Danno loves you" and "All right, babe. All right" (both in canon and in Polish version) and now I'm wondering to whom he says this 😉 Cause seriously, he may be talking to Grace (I mean, to the phone) but Steve is so much on his mind so... 🤔 What if in the beginning Danny talks to Gracie ("you're my monkey...") but soon he (instinctively) starts talking to Steve? 🤭 What if he says he loves Steve no matter what and he assures him that "all right", it will be all right? He is Steve's Danno too, not only Grace's. Danno loves you, Steve. Danno is here and won't let anybody to hurt you. Danno will hide you, Danno will help you to be free again.

[insane4fandoms]

Psst.

Hey.

Remember that epilogue I teased a little while ago?

Well, it's finally done. I hope you enjoy it! (Read it when you have the spare time, of course. Remember your own projects and self-care 😉)

GIRL (or boy lmao) I WAS GOING TO READ IT THE MOMENT I GOT A NOTIFICATION BUT MY WORK HELD ME HOSTAGE

Anyways, just read it, and I gotta say I love your writing the more you post cuz it’s so good rrRRRAAHHH

My murder trio has returned!!! Azalea my beloved!! ♥️♥️♥️♥️ Not Murdock showing a shy persona 😭 I can’t with him he’s so silly, also Caliban is me with a eating schedule, gotta track my calories

Also NESS WAS HERE LETS GOOO legit thought Caliban was going to eat him lmao I was worried 😨 He do be getting the weird ones at night.

My boy Penn and Caliban were prolly skinny twigs as kids, my brother has a high metabolism so I get it, he eats a whole feast and still is thin, ugh the envy 😔

Noooo my boys didn’t interact with one another (Ness was prolly standing there like: Wow, these people look familiar :D ?) Illinois being the absolute best friend anyone would ask, as usual lol (Bros goal fr)

I wonder what will happen next (no rush man I’ll wait)

Another awesome story as usual 😎 will update my story as well tomorrow look at us go

[simpforchuchu]

Hello helloo, 🌟anon here popping up again^^

I ended up rereading the sister request that I sent previously over and over and the cobra's sister X fujio rlly goes up my lane frfr ✋😭

You did mention that you preferred writing oneshots before, so if you could, can I have a oneshot where Cobra's sister came with Jamuo to help out and she ends up treating the Oya Bois after the fight? Kind of like she learned first aid from Naomi and used those skills to help out.

Thank you in advance^^✨ Don't forget to get enough rest~

Fujio x Cobra's Lil Sis x Platonic!Murayama with Oya Boys

a/n: Hii! Thank you and here is your request I hope you like it :')♥️

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: hnl usual violence

"Fujio!"

The silence of the Oya High School, which had been quiet for a while, was broken by a shout. After the fight with Housen, Jamuo thought that everyone was in a very bad situation and their wounds needed to be cleaned, so he sought help from the first person that came to his mind.

Fujio stood up slowly at the familiar voice he heard from the stairs and looked at the door. He knew very well who this voice belonged to, and the voice sounded quite angry.

Y/n looked around in shock as she entered in a fury.Nakagoshi was helping to clean up to Nakaoka;  Tsuji was also helping to Shibaman.Tsukasa and Todoroki were sitting calmly in one of the sofas.Kiyoshi was wrapping Yasushi's head in bandages, and many people on the roof looked pretty bad...

Fujio, on the other hand, was staring at the young girl in front of the door with a stupid grin.

"Y/n-chan! It's very lovely to see you!"

Y/n looked at the boy who was looking at her with a silly smile and excited like a puppy and rolled her eyes in anger.

"I can't believe you! Look at you! What would happen if Murayama-san didn't come?"

Hearing Murayama's name, Todoroki called out from his place.

"We didn't need his help."

Y/n laughed and nodded

"You look very confident for idiots who just got out of a stupid fight."

Y/n glanced around again after all the boys shouted complaining.She rolled her eyes when she saw that Kiyoshi was not very good at wrapping Yasushi's head. She took her bag from her back, took out the first aid kit she had brought, and walked the two of them.

"You have to wrap it tighter, and you have to clean the wound well. It will get infected."

Kiyoshi listened to the young girl and stepped aside and y/n slowly wrapped Yasushi's head. Fujio was quite jealous that the young girl was taking care of others than him, so he faked a scream.

Fujio pouted, showing the small scar on his face as Y/n and the others looked at him in surprise.

"When are you going to help me, it hurts a lot, you know?"

While Tsukasa secretly laughed at his friend's attitude, y/n didn't realize that he was lying. The young girl quickly finished Yasushi's bandage and made Fujio sit on the side boards.

While Fujio was being taken care of like a baby by Y/n, she did not forget to scold the people around her. The young girl often told them how stupid they were.

While they were laughing among themselves, Murayama had already heard that y/n was in Oya.  He knew that beloved Cobra-chan's little sister was close with the little demons and did not trust them as he was an overprotective older brother.

When he entered through the roof door, he literally twitched when he saw that y/n was cleaning Fujio's wounds - they were very close to each other- and that Fujio was quite happy.

All the boys were looking at the three of them in surprise when Murayama quickly came to the two of them.

"Y/n-chan? What are you doing here? Does Cobra know you're here?"

Y/n had come without telling to her brother. Cobra doesnt like anyone from Sword so that's why they were sure to argue cause of today.

"Murayama-san! Please don't tell my brother. He doesn't like me coming here."

Murayama smiled at the young girl's sweet concern and patted her shoulder.

"Your brother has good reasons for not liking this place, y/n-chan. I told you before, this is a dangerous territory."

Y/n nodded silently as Fujio stood up and put his arm around her with a smile.

"We can protect her. So-"

"You can't protect even yourself, idiots."

Murayama spoke contemptuously and pulled Fujio's arm away from the young girl.

"Y/n, we're going home. And you... We'll talk to you later."

Fujio frowned as Y/n nodded and waved to her friends. Even though they were all annoyed by this situation, they couldn't say anything to Murayama...

[look-at-the-soul]

Collecting moments, not things.

Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader (one shot)

First story of 2023! ✨🎉 can’t believe it… hope you all celebrated the holidays and had a good time with your loved ones 🥰 I want to take a moment to thank every single of you for all your support during 2022…

Now *drum roll* I wrote this story to celebrate @gypsy-girl-08 3,000 followers!!!! Inspired by our beloved “Blind date” couple that I simply adore and can’t enough of. Liv I can’t thank you enough for being an inspiration, you already know this but you are one of the very first tumblr fan accounts that I found here when I googled “Tommy Shelby fanfiction”, thank you because of your work I got the chance to start day-dreaming again, to imagine, to distract me from the daily stress, to really enjoy a moment to myself, and that lead me to write again, and the rest is history… ♥️

⚠️ Ah! I almost forgot, smut at the beginning then fluff 🔥🥰

This is set between those days after Christmas and before NYE, and of course, Charlie has my heart 🥰

Your fingernails would probably leave marks on Tommy’s back from the force you were applying, but as his lips sucked hard on the skin of your left shoulder, you couldn’t keep down the moan that came out from the deepest part of your soul.

He was buried deep inside you as you moved up and down on his shaft, his strong hands making sure you were close to him.

But soon, he switched positions in a swift motion and now you were laying on your back, with his weight on top of you as Tommy slammed all the way back in and out of your body with a pace that made you think you wouldn’t be able to walk in five days.

Feeling him pull out from you completely and your eyes snapped open, you were in route to orgasm-road and now you felt empty. But before you could protest, you saw him kneeling in bed between your legs and his hands sneaked under your body at the small of you back level, he lifted that part of your body and with most of your back still touching the mattress, he entered your body one more time.

Tommy started moving your lower body to meet his thrusts. He was in charge of the pace and speed, you were lost in pleasure, your hands moved up your own body, until your fingers found your breasts, with your middle finger, you barely fanned over your nipple, causing Tommy to stop momentarily, he leaned on his heels as you added extra pleasure to what you were already experiencing. Resuming his movements a few seconds later, he was insatiable that morning.

“Ahhh!” You moaned.

The new angle, seeing him above you, broad shoulders, strong and toned biceps contracted by the effort he was applying, looking up, you found Tommy biting his lower lip, his fringe hanging against his forehead as he hit your g-spot over and over, it was all too much.

Time stopped and soon you felt a pleasure you’ve never felt before.

Ecstasy hit you hard, one wave of pleasure after another as Tommy was still holding your lower back up in the air, throwing his head back he reached his own climax as his load was released inside you.

Carefully, he placed your lower body back down in the mattress, bodies still connected as he tried to catch his breath.

“Jesus fuck, woman, every time I’m inside you is like you plug in my cock in the fucking outlet.”

You chuckled at his comparison, running your nails through the shorter parts of his hair, sighing as he rolled on his back pulling out from you to have some rest. Desperate for a cigarette, he just rubbed it against his lips, without lighting it… out of habit, he couldn’t smoke around you anymore.

“You know, I like having another Christmas dinner, even though is no longer Christmas.” You admitted walking naked towards the en-suite bathroom, his eyes taking in your figure. A few seconds later, he heard the shower running.

***

Tommy watched you from the bed as you took something from your jewelry box. Fuck you looked like a bombshell in that green cocktail dress and nude shoes.

“You’re so quiet.”

Your words brought him back, walking towards you, he took the delicate necklace in your hand, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder as you moved your hair to the side.

“Just thinking.”

“I get scared when you do that.” You chuckled and found his eyes looking at you through the mirror.

Tommy clicked his tongue, a playful look back in his deep gaze as his hands roamed down your body. “You should Y/N, you should.”

But the moment was interrupted by a desperate small voice storming into the bedroom.

“Daaaaad, Y/N I arrived earlier!” Charlie rushed to both of you, a huge smile on his face, showing off a couple of missing teeth.

“Oh, hi Charlie!” You welcomed him as his arms wrapped around you.

Tommy looked at you, worried. “Hey son.” But he was genuinely happy to see his child.

“Mum said she could only drive me for lunch, so I told her OK!”

Clearing his throat, Tommy crunched down to his height, to look Charlie in the eyes. “Listen to me, this is your house, ey? You come and go as you please, you don’t have to ask.”

Charlie seemed to process his father’s words for a couple of seconds, only to nod eagerly after throwing himself for a hug. Tommy groaned at the contact, he wanted Charlie to feel he had a safe place there. People who loved him deeply.

“Happy belated Holidays Charlie.” You said caressing the back of his head.

Tommy had barely released his son, only to pull the kid back for another hug, wishing him a Merry Christmas.

“You two are disgustingly cute, can I join the hug?” You joked, adored to see Tommy interacting with his son.

“What do we do in these circumstances?” Tommy asked Charlie, with his eyebrows raised.

A huge grin decorated his features. “Sandwich!” He ran off to hug you from the front while Tommy positioned himself strategically behind your body.

“Ah, best group hug ever, but I need to breathe.” Your whole body tingled, by feeling Tommy’s body against yours, his deep laugh in your ear.

“Do you know if Father Christmas stopped by Y/N?” The boy then asked pulling your hand.

“Oh! I saw a couple of presents left under the tree, but I didn’t look at the tags…”

His little face lighted up. “Those must be mine!”

And he didn’t wait another minute to find out, before you could say anything else, Charlie was gone.

He had spent Christmas with Grace, and he would be with the Shelby’s for New Year. It wasn’t the best or ideal, but it was better than nothing. Co-parenting is never easy, there are a lot of ups and downs, bitter moments, irritating phone calls and discussions back and forth. But the most important thing, at least for Tommy was making sure than Charlie was happy.

“What do we do with the orphanage celebration?” Tommy asked you looking for advice, his son was supposed to arrive for the belated Christmas dinner the family organized after having lunch at the orphanage and giving them the Christmas presents they got for the kids. But since he arrived way too early, he didn’t know how to make the logistics work.

“Ask him if he wants to go with us? I’m sure he would love to.” You replied running your hand up and down his back, knowing how tense he was.

“You think so?” But before you could answer you did, Charlie called out for you.

“Look at all of these presents!” Charlie moved around faster than a tornado, checking out all of the wrapped boxes. “Aunt Pol, uncle John, Katie, Frances…” He read out loud.

“I think I heard Father Christmas hiding a couple of presents…” You winked, taking the couch.

“Before you burn down the whole house looking for ‘em, I need to ask you something.” Tommy sat next to you and beckoning his son to come close, he helped him up to sit on his lap. “You remember we have an orphanage?” Watching Charlie nod, Tommy placed his hand on your knee. “Every year we go over there and give the kids presents,-”

“Father Christmas is a little bit busy, so the company, we’ll your Daddy here volunteered as Santa’s helper.” You interrupted, running one hand up and down Tommy’s back.

The look on Charlie’s face was priceless.

“You help Santa?!” His little mouth hung open, wide eyes looking at Tommy.

Tommy didn’t know how to react, he was out of words, you had never seen him like that.

“That’s so cool Dad!”

Tommy chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah…”

Charlie’s eyes lightened up. “You’ve seen him?”

“No, no… we can’t see him, he just asked for a little help.” You explained, but before Charlie could keep the interrogation going, you asked him; “would you like to come with us? We don’t want to leave those kids without their presents, but we don’t want to leave you alone either…”

“And everyone is coming back here after we finish.” Tommy stated.

“So, this is the plan,” you started, “we go over there, give the presents to the kids, we also got some food for them, then we come back, have dinner and open the presents Father Christmas left?”

“Yeah!” He jumped up happily from his father’s legs, but soon more questions invaded his mind; “Why are they in the orphanage?”

Tommy looked at you, trying to find the right words to say.

“Son, some families have to leave the kids at the orphanage because they can’t take care of them, they can’t give them food and pay for school.” Tommy cleared his throat after explaining the first thing that came to his mind.

Extending your hand to Charlie, you then added; “another times, when the parents pass away, they have to take the kids there, so they can be safe.”

“So they celebrate their birthdays and Christmas there? Alone?” You could see his little mind speeding up, trying to comprehend the new information.

“They’re not alone, Charlie, there are other kids and the adults responsible for them.”

“That’s why we are bringing the presents, to help put a smile on their face.” You could feel the lump in your throat growing, making it hard to speak. Tommy was looking at the floor.

“If you don’t want to go, is fine Charlie, we’ll stay here… I will ask Aunt Ada to cover me.”

Shaking his little head, you saw him walking out of the room. “Wait for me!” He demanded from the stairs.

“You made it sound so easy.” He squeezed your thigh.

“What was I supposed to say? Some parents don’t want their babies and they just leave them there? Or they grew in an abusive household and are taken away?”

“Do you realize I was supposed to end up in a place like that?” Tommy looked at you intently. “If it wasn’t for Pol…” His eyes watered.

You touched his face, hurt by his words. “Don’t say that, everything you went through made who you’re today. Made you stronger.”

“Sometimes I wonder where would I be if some things were different, easier.”

He was trying to be a good father for his son. You knew how hard he worked for him.

Charlie interrupted what you were about to answer.

“Can I give those kids these too? I never opened them and I got plenty of toys!”

Tommy was completely speechless by his son’s actions. Surprised by his kindness and selfless act, he nodded.

“Of course honey, let me wrap them quickly.” You smiled at him and then looking back at Tommy, who was leaning on one of his legs, you gave him a cute pout. “I heard aunt Ada left some Christmas cookies for you, why don’t you ask Frances to give you some?”

After Charlie was out of sight, you walked back to Tommy, he still had a surprised expression.

“When did he grow up so much?”

“He’s smarter than we think.” You moved his arm to the side, to sit on his lap, his hands around your waist in seconds. “And kind,” you kissed his cheek, “and generous…” you kissed then his jaw, “just like his Dad.” You added then, kissing the tip of his nose.

“All that?” He joked not fully believing all those compliments.

You felt him relax under your touch and when you moved back a little, you found him with his eyes lids closed, a smile on his lips.

So tempting, so inviting… leaning forwards, your lips found his and a deep groan vibrated through his chest.

But before he could deepen the kiss, your hands pushed away his shoulders a little, to stop him.

Your fingertips touched his lips. “Charlie could walk in any minute now.” You stated adjusting the red tie with gold circles you gave him for Christmas, along the vintage pocket watch you found at a vintage store.

As Tommy rested his head on your shoulder, he asked you a very important question; “when are we telling him?”

“Tell me what?” Charlie questioned holding two cookies in his hands.

Oops, you thought trying to come up with an excuse, looking at Tommy silently pleading for him to sort the situation. But the spark in his eyes told you that he wouldn’t even try it.

“Charlie? We need to talk to you about something.”

Charlie’s face changed immediately. “I didn’t do it.” He defended himself clasping his hands behind his back.

“What?” Tommy squinted his eyes at his son. “No, I mean we have some news to share with you,” as he saw his son relaxing, Tommy’s guard started to build up. “What is it you didn’t do?”

“Some of my classmates said they would be staying up late during Christmas Eve to see Santa , they wanted to caught him leaving the presents… but I didn’t do it, I swear Dad.” He was so mortified that you couldn’t stand the worry in his eyes.

“Is alright Charlie, we know you didn’t.” Standing up, you went to take his hand and walk with him to the couch, making him sit between Tommy and you.

“You know what happens when you sneak and catch him, ey?” Charlie shook his head, waiting for an explanation. “That’s when the magic ends, there’s no going back, he won’t be taking any more letters, he won’t stop by to eat cookies and have a glass of whiskey.”

“Dad! You can’t give Father Christmas whiskey!” Charlie stated shocked. “He’s supposed to be driving the sled.”

Tommy looked at you this time pleading for you to rescue him from the crave he just got himself in.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, it was just a sip, he was thirsty.” You tried to explain.

“And he’s got immunity worldwide, the police can’t touch him.”

Thinking how you just praised him for being a good example and now Tommy was portraying Santa Claus as someone who liked to drink, you preferred the previous discussion.

“So… Charlie, the news we wanted to tell you earlier…”

“You’re going to have a little brother or sister, Y/N is pregnant.” Tommy confessed with a smile.

Charlie’s face lighting up, he started running around squealing in happiness, he couldn’t believe the good news, but he walked to you for another “sandwich” hug, excited to have a sibling. At the beginning you were afraid of how to tell him, or how he would react, after seeing the smile on his face, you knew it would all be alright.

You were so happy, the pregnancy was unexpected but you loved each other and it would have happened eventually.

Charlie was so excited that he almost forgot about going to the orphanage. Luckily Tommy reminded you and the three of you headed out to the car.

“Y/N let me open the door!” Charlie requested, after watching his father do that every time you went out, he was starting to mirror a couple of his actions.

Tommy stopped on his tracks as he heard his son say that, looking through his Ray-Bans at the blonde boy rush to take your hand, he was surprised one more time.

At the orphanage, it couldn’t be any different, Charlie immediately ran off to play with the kids and help you and Tommy give the presents, he also volunteered to serve the food and cupcakes you brought, showing by his actions that he had a kind heart, he was a pure soul. And even showing leadership skills as he was making sure all the kids got a present, informing them that Santa didn’t forget about them.

Looking around, you couldn’t find Tommy, it was time to leave unfortunately, but you had to be back home for dinner with the Shelby’s, turning in your heels, you found him kneeling in front of a girl who was crying inconsolably, her little face turning red, maybe you got the wrong presents list and you missed hers? Charlie wrapped his arms around her as Tommy took out from his pocket the handkerchief to wipe her tears away.

And you saw it clearly, the man he really was, to you, it wasn’t really a surprise to see Charlie doing things his father usually did, or repeating his words or mannerisms, they were like look-wise both on the outside and the inside, and that’s the thing with kids, they’re always watching.

Tommy tried to make everyone feel scared of him, his family, his employees, his enemies… but at home, he was just your Tommy. You could feel emotions building up as you thought how Tommy would be a great father to the kid you were expecting.

Charlie still had a lot of energy as you all got inside the car to go back home, it was hard to make him stop playing.

“Why was Rebecca crying?” You questioned turning in your seat to see Charlie.

Tommy took your hand and placed both on his lap.

“She was sad because her birthday was on Christmas Eve and she didn’t get anything.” Charlie explained rubbing his eyes.

“Oh!”

For a couple of minutes, the drive was made in complete silence, each mind thinking of the events of the day in their own way, until Charlie spoke again.

“Dad?…” Tommy looked at his son through the rear view mirror, blue eyes reflected. “Can we go back to the orphanage to celebrate Rebecca’s belated birthday? I could buy her a big balloon with the money you give me for lunch.”

Tommy stopped the vehicle at the red light, looking at his side, he found you looking at him already, a genuine and beautiful smile on your lips.

You can’t make kids say things like that, those come from the heart, from what they see around them.

The monster of business, the shark of trouble, the king without a crown, was surprised by his five year old boy. You knew he was lost for words, so you decided to intervene.

“I think that’s a great idea Charlie, how about we go once a month and celebrate every single kid who will be celebrating their birthday that month?”

As Charlie answered enthusiastically at your proposal, Tommy could only squeeze your hand tightly, his heart exploding of love as he stopped the car outside his house, Polly and Ada’s cars already parked, they were unloading wrapped presents.

“From now on, we will do that Charlie, on Saturdays, so you can go with us.”

“Y/N?”

“Hmm?” You looked back at him again.

“How did you and my Dad meet?”

A soft smile played on Tommy’s lips at the memory.

Clearing his throat, Tommy turned in his seat as well. “Sometimes, son blind dates go wrong, that’s when you take your chance and get the girl.”

Winking at you, he was pleased by the way that night turned out to be.

For the first time, Tommy felt that he was collecting moments, not things.

***

A/N: Even though this was based on the couple of Blind date, I added a couple of things of my own (like the pregnancy), but this was made with all my love and respect to the original writer 🥰♥️

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[4everflowercore]

„DILFs I fell for during my ♥️ teen and young adult years“

Daddy issues? Yes.

1. Alan Rickman (as Severus Snape)

I was like 11 when I got into Harry Potter and my obsession about A.R. focused mainly on Severus Snape. I swear he formed my character during puberty and my entire taste in man. I basically made an Harry Potter OC out of myself and made my entire personality like that Slytherin girl that has a secret romance with her potions teacher… and I made it everyone’s problem. Damn I was annoying

2. Benedict Cumberbatch (as Sherlock Holmes)

I think I joined the BBC Sherlock fandom around the time season 2 dropped and fell so hard for Sherlock. I even when to the first Sherlocked CON in London only to be madly disappointed when I actually met him. I can’t describe it but as I walked into the photo area and stood right next to him I instantly knew I don’t like Him. Like we didn’t even speak much it was just an instand bad feeling that I still have many years later. At the time it felt like a very bad breakup.

3. Mark Gatiss (as Mycroft Holmes)

Always liked his character in BBC Sherlock but I honestly fell in love the same day I lost Benedict. Coping mechanisms? Maybe. Idk.

3. Tom Hiddleston (as Loki)

Honestly what does it say about me that I always fall for the bad guys? It got as far as me cutting my hair short and getting a ridiculously expensive cosplay. Still I’m only here for the older version of Loki. Honestly after Ragnarök everything went to hell and I don’t really enjoy anything that came from the MCU after that. Not even from my beloved god of mischief.

4. Adam Driver (as Kylo Ren)

Look at this face and tell me you’re not in love. Isn’t he just the cutest? And don’t we Love a man that destroyes things when he’s angry?

5. Jared Harris (as Valery Legasov)

Chernobyl somehow triggered something in me that I thought was long dead. It may be because of my families history in the Soviet Union.. I don’t know. But lemme tell you I haven’t produced fanart that excessive in quite a while.

6. Jin-Yi Han (as TalTal)

(I had to make this gif myself because the fandom is f*cking dead) I swear I always join the party years to late. But Jin-Yi Han awoke a new love for Asian culture in me. I never had much interest for KDramas but honestly this one spoke to me. He became a comfort character.

7. Charlies Dance (as Sardo Numspa)

The first time I saw him as Tywin Lannister in Game of Thrones I thought Damn Daddy please beat my ass… and the rest is history.

We can kinda see a patern here. Don’t we? (Mostly)Mean dudes with longer (dark) hair and anger management issues. Also I’m a slut for authority.

I’ve alway been an artistic person so I flooded the internet with fan art and sometimes fanfiction for all of my beloved characters.

[terrence-silver]

could we get more terry with clingy beloved? My fav duo Love your blog♥️

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He did the unthinkable. He just did it.

He pretended to have sprained his ankle, mid-training.

Of course, the very notion Terry Silver would have combat mishap during his strenuous, routinely exercises, least of all, that he'd be hindered by it, slowed down by it, limited by pain in any sense was preposterous and entirely laughable, but you didn't need to know that. You really didn't. Or if you did, it was simply better that you were occasionally led to forget what his body could really endure. The same way you didn't need to know the fact that his injury was entirely made up. Invented. Just for you. Because of you. For this occasion. He supposed he enjoyed it. The way you instinctually jumped around him when you perceived him down. When you thought he needed it. When you thought him, and the word sat like a living wound on his tongue --- weak. Was this was what weak was? Being doted on? You giving his sparring partners the wry looks because you were convinced they carelessly injured him during their allotted training hours even though he went around injuring them several times mid-session instead of it being the other way around and they were simply paid to take it like professionals should? Touching him, carefully, as if fearing to break him? Cooing him? Helping him to a nearby seat like he was some sort of martyr having just gone through penance even though there was literally nothing wrong with him and he didn't even need to put in too much acting to convince you of the opposite? A mere 'Ow' was often enough to send you spiraling like an expertly programmed robot. If this is what collapse meant, Terry rather relished his time down there, trying very hard not to show his satisfaction anywhere on his face and finding it even harder to control it manifesting on his body when your expression furrows in worry and he feels himself harden.

-"I'm not leaving your side until I'm certain you're okay."-

You say, with conviction, cradling his whole foot after practically shouting for the staff to call a doctor. Oh. That felt good. It felt good to see you catastrophically overreact.

It felt warm.

His chest filling with tingles. He imagines himself a giddy school girl with a scraped knee, being lifted up and carried by the brave class jock. How was it that you didn't notice his foot was absolutely alright --- in prime condition, same as always --- and that the surface of his skin didn't even do as much as grow red from the pressure of whatever impact it supposedly suffered? How did you not notice? It was great that you didn't --- infinitely amusing, a testament to his skills, in fact --- but were you wrapped around his finger to the degree that he could tell you anything, just about anything, and you'd believe it? Staunchly? That the sky was made from dogshit and ice cones? That a Blackbelt and a former Black Ops Veteran just goes around, tripping and falling over himself randomly, like some sort of klutz? Terry supposed that was the case, deciding to amp up the pressure and play the role of the martyr just a bit more, acting hard to get and unnecessarily humble. Just to reap a bit more of what you had to offer. -"Huh? No. That's fine. I'll walk it off. Karate's all about walking it off. Walked off worse."- He clicks his tongue, ever the good sport, shaking his head, pretending to be in pain and acting courageous about it, waving his hand, putting in an Oscar-worthy performance in the department of fake limping. It takes every bit of willpower in him not to laugh when he spots Margaret from the other end of the lobby giving him a speculative, unimpressed gaze. -"Out of the question, Terry!"- You're adamant, holding him by his hand and easing him back into his seat. And that point, it was hard not to burst. -"You've been pushing yourself too hard and now look what happened!"- You stare down at his completely healthy foot like it was about to be amputated or some bullshit, pointing at it with your nose, outraged and oh so sweetly delusional.

-"Now you're in pain."-

You add, with the sort of grieved, whiny voice that could melt an iceberg.

-"Pain's a part of training."-

He pretends to nobly relent all while entirely pain-free, never confessing to there being any ache in the first place even if only for the purposes of the lie itself, not wanting to appear too much of a mush even while going out of his way to appear as just that, maintaining a careful balance between the two, tip toeing the line between artificial victimhood and a knightly sort of deliberate Zen detachment to keep you titillated further, feeling the warmth in his chest grown even hotter at the attention you provided, never taking his eyes off of you, concocting plans of what he can act like he hurt tomorrow next, finding that he rather liked this game.

[greenerteacups]

Love Lionheart so much. Friday is my favourite day of the week 💝

The last two chapters reminded me why I could never see Ron and Hermione as a couple. Ron is riddled with insecurities, some I could sympathise with: he is the poorest friend, the ´unwanted` son, the ordinary student…but he can also be spiteful and punish Harry and especially Hermione for his own shortcomings. He fought with Hermione because she dared to go with Krum and he was also a prat to Patil and that girl who asked Draco for a dance.

He also acted like Hermione is the prize he can snatch from Draco in their last fight.

All this to say kudos to you for not bashing Ron because I could never show your restraint and compassion ♥️😭 you show all his flaws but you still manage to make him look sympathetic!

Thank you tremendously! It's my favorite day, too!

I really agree that I can't see them working as a couple, and the last chapter sort of gives my thesis for why. They care about each other and they have this great peppery, ornery, needling friendship, which both of them enjoy, but they just don't Get Each Other. Not in the I-think-you're-stupid kind of way, but in the "my brain and your brain are very different coconuts" kind of way. And while they both have insecurities that make them feel like outsiders, they're different kinds of outsider, and regard each other as "insider" in a way that makes them struggle to feel sympathy. Hermione is beloved of her teachers and parents, respected by her peers, an only child, and an obvious star in the making who gets a lot of praise and attention; Ron sees that and thinks, You've got it good. And Ron is a pureblood wizard who knows this world like the back of his hand, who's got a huge family and is instinctively comfortable in social situations and everyone generally likes, and Hermione sees that and goes, You've got it good. And there's friction, because they both think they've got it worse, and in their own way, they're both right.

And they're both kind of nasty about it! In canon, Ron's mean to Padma, to Hermione, even to Harry, and it's almost invariably because Ron Thinks He's Got The Worst Deal. He doesn't see himself as important, so he doesn't realize that he has the capacity to hurt people. Whereas Draco (bringing it back to Lionheart) has always thought himself important, and so knows very well that he can hurt people; he's just... still learning how not to. Because his childhood damaged him in a very different sort of way. But that's the delicious fun of writing for such a large cast — I get to explore so many different ways of being, and of relating to other people, that highlight our leads through contrast.

[write-and-buried]

For your sleepover: I’m asking for headcanons for pornstar!Dieter ♥️🤭 I would love to know his preferences. After meeting his new favourite colleague. Are they gonna make content together? Are they going to make content together exclusively? Is there moment he would love to retire? Is he possessive of her? Does something like that happened to him? I’m so curious about them

MY BELOVED PORN STAR DIETER

OK

In terms of them making content together - absolutely. I feel like their scenes are immediately a huge hit, they get the side eye recs on TikTok because it's just that kind of good. He starts getting noticed more in the booktok circles especially because he looks like a lot of those MMC's in the instalove trash romance books.

I don't think they make content together exclusively. He still has his job, he works with other women, she works with other men. But they're supportive of each other in that respect, they advocate for each other, they check in regularly to make sure it's still working for both of them. He brings her snacks on set, she brings him another set of clothes because he got tossed in the pool for some semblance of a plot.

In terms of possessiveness? GOD YES.

He's quiet about it, it's never overt to anyone (except maybe Blake because they see and know all) but he's always touching her. A hand on the small of her back, wrapped around her thigh, holding her hand. It's unconscious. At parties, he's always looking for her, wherever she is, laughing in a corner with friends and a drink.

She's a much bigger star than he is. The nature of the industry means she as a female performer will always get more interest than he does, so he watches her skyrocket to fame extremely quickly, and is quite happy being another prop for her to use.

He does want to retire - his back in particular is starting to give him trouble and while he never has an issue lifting his girl to pin against a wall, it twinges a little worse when he has to keep the camera angles in mind. He retires before she does, happy to fade into quiet obscurity, appearing in the background of some of her instagram stories, wearing glasses, reading a book, doing the dishes.

[airi-of-hearts]

♥️ The Monster Within ♥️

The worst thing Airi has done to survive in the Borderlands.

Hearts. It had to be a Hearts game, of course.

Airi hadn’t given much thought to any sort of moral code back in the real world. She obviously knew what was right, what was wrong, what was valued in polite society and what kind of behavior was discouraged. But it wasn’t as if her morals were put to the test in such an extreme way in her day-to-day life.

Don’t cheat on an exam, sure.

Don’t push the girl who ruined your audition down the stairs, fine.

On and on: Do no harm. Do unto others. The golden rule.

In general, she minded her own business, even when sometimes she couldn’t raise her voice to defend herself, something fierce awoke within her when it came to standing up for her friends. “Mistreat me, I might let it pass; mistreat my friends and I’ll kick your ass” could have been her motto.

The Borderlands were deadly. In more ways than one, for this was also a place where parts of you could die even if your body didn’t. Your kindness, your ability to care for others, your will to live even.

Hearts.

Eight players, divided in pairs assigned randomly. Each pair could pick their own game, the winner of that game would clear the game, the loser would be eliminated. Players could cheat or otherwise try to win their games to the best of their abilities. If they couldn’t decide on a game or if there wasn’t a clear winner by the end of the allotted time—thirty minutes—, then both players would die.

There was a table with a chess board, a deck of cards, even a gun in case anyone felt like playing Russian roulette.

The players looked at each other, assessing their possible rivals, weighing who they’d have the best chance to win against.

A second later the screen lit up announcing the first pair: two young men that had entered the arena together. Tough luck. They looked at each other, then at the table, then both shook their heads and went to a corner of the room to talk.

The second pair was more mismatched: an older lady and a middle-aged man. The man all but ran to the table to pick up the deck of cards. ‘Poker!’ he yelled. The older lady considered for a moment then shrugged and nodded. Both of them walked wordlessly to another corner of the room to play.

So that was the trust part, every player would try to convince the other to play what they wanted, and surely all of them would try to cheat somehow.

The burly man who got paired with a skinny girl immediately proposed arm wrestling. Airi didn’t pay attention to what the girl said because she was already analyzing the last player, the one she would have to beat to clear the game. He was a young man, perhaps her age, maybe even a few years younger. He seemed anxious, scared to death. With good reason. So it’s either you or me, she thought.

She looked around the room. The guys that had arrived together were still deep in conversation, surely trying to find a way to clear the game together. That was not possible, it was not in the rules. Whatever happened, the winners would have blood on their hands.

Of course, someone could take the high road, choose to sacrifice themselves. And for what?

The screen showed Airi’s face along with that of the young man. She smiled at him. He looked at the table and then at her, undecided. Good.

‘I don’t know about you, but I don’t feel like playing chess, come on, let’s talk for a bit,’ she said.

He followed her to the remaining corner of the room.

Airi was glad none of the people she knew were here. She had promised them, she had promised her friends she would return. Andro, Cass and Hérc, Yalina, Unmei, Caspian, her beloved Aki, she thought about them. What would Soma say? What would Chishiya do? Well, if she wanted to ask them, she would have to make sure she’d see them again.

She talked to the young man, trying to make it sound like she was as scared as he was, stalling for time.

‘Let’s just flip a coin for it,’ she suggested casually with three minutes until the time ran out, taking out a coin from the back pocket of her denim shorts. ‘Good luck,’ she added.

Airi threw the coin in the air and called ‘Heads!’

The coin fell flat on the floor. Heads.

The guy was terrified, but his fear was short-lived. A little over a minute later, four red lasers took out the four players who had lost their games.

Airi picked her coin from the floor before it got drenched in blood. Her lucky two-faced coin. She barely heard the voice announce: ‘Congratulations! Game cleared.’

The moment the young man trusted her, she knew she’d won.

[7nessasaryevils]

Earrings off? Check!

Sleeves rolled up? Check!

Punching bag with Ter's face on it? Check!

Blanket to scream into? Check!

Tears ready for whatever nonsense I'm about to get into? Check and check!

Alright episode 9 of Wandee Goodday... hit me with your best shot.

- oh we just full on skipping over the fact that Yak just confessed?? We doing that?? Alright then.

- pfft Yak's immediate whine 🤣 he is a babie ♥️

- fuck yeah sexual assaulter getting arrested!!! Damn right!

- ...is it that obvious... he asked if it was that obvi- YES IT IS THAT OBVIOUS YOU DUMB ASS GAY!!! FUCKING MARTIANS CAN SEE HOW MOONSTRUCK YOU ARE!!

- okay but Taem saying "don't be the person who realizes their feelings too late" cuts so deep 🥺🥺🥺 sweet sweet girl you deserve so much ♥️

- heheheheheheh getting to see dr. Fuckface's face fall for a second time is just as delicious and delightful as the first time!

- me cheering as wandee and Yoryak win for hottest couple

- me when i see dr. Toerag in the back looking like a kicked horse

- my desi wearing queen is back!!! Hi baby!!!

- FOR FUCKS SAKE GET A CLUE!! WE DONT WANT YOU HERE TER!

- starts punching the bag get (punch) your (punch) damn (punch) hands (punch) off (punch) him (punch) you (punch) piece (punch) of (punch) shit (punch)!!

- ...ter on his knees is a surprisingly wonderful ima- WHWKEBISWNHSW YAK!!! COME BACK AND PUNCH THIS ASSHOLE TOO ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!!

- ohhh prayers are coming true left right and centre 👍🏽🤣♥️

- what. the. fuck.

- hey Dee? You're a bone doctor so you know it'll hurt when I break your jaw what the hell are you doing?!?

- never mind no jaw breaking I'm giving you all the hugs and condoms you will ever need!!! GOOD JOB BABES!!!

- I am so fucking proud of Dee in this scene, honestly... him finally realizing that he is worth so much more than Ter ever made him feel and understanding that it's Yak who's helped him be this way ♥️♥️ bonus is getting to see Ter left behind in the trash where he belongs!

- but seriously though... are we really not going to talk about Yak saying I love you??? Really??

- yak being worried that Dee would be mad at him for hitting dr. Dried dog-shit but Dee just worrying that yak might have hurt himself 🥺🥺🥺

- GIVE YAK HIS KISSES DAMNIT!!!

- sigh what's become of us that 10 seconds of a kiss makes us feel like this? (I am us...)

- WHO THE FUCK IS AT THE DOOR?! SOMEONE BETTER BE DYING I STG!!!

- never mind it's from Kao. And a gift from Kao to these two is a gift to all of us!!

- I just need a second to wheeze about the tape over drake's nipples 🤣🤣🤣

- MERMAID TAILS?!

- ... cowards 🤣♥️

- WE'RE TALKING ABOUT IT

- "we started with sex but we're more than that now" really?? You're coming to that conclusion now?? searches for that Scar gif

- flirtatious bet era my beloved 🥹🥹

- oh found it!!!

- see... normally I'd squeak about the domesticity of this... but you fuckers have been doing this for a while so 🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️

- taking a page from Pran's notebook I see... well done Khun Yoryak

- daily flowers? Check! Fun trips together? Check! Therapy?!?!?! CHECK CHECK CHECK!!!

- no but I'm actually sobbing 😭 Dee making therapy a condition for yak to be his boyfriend is fucking adorable ♥️♥️ he wants for yak to be mentally healthy and I love that!

- ohhh no... oh no no no this is where Dee gets mad at yak... he even looks uncomfortable 😣

- ohhhh... ohhhhhh he just wants yak to be true to himself rather than trying too hard!! Oh thank fuck

- ...bugs... why it always gotta be bugs????

- the worry in Dee for Yak... here comes the gwenchana 😭😭😭😭😭😭

- hey Dee? Darling I know you're worried but.. DOCTOR PATIENT CONFIDENTIALITY IS A THING YOU FOOL!

- Kao my king! Always doing the most! (they do not understand your vision sweet boy keep making your mermaid costumes!!)

- Kwan!!! Hi love!

- oh shit oh shit STRANGER DANGER STRANGER DANGER fuck right off you horse shaped floppy cock you couldn't have Dee so now you're going back to Kwan??

- canon: Mho Ter is a waste of time

- FUCK YEAH KWAN FIND YOUR HAPPINESS!!!

- ahhh ter surrounded by what he deserves... nothing

- zazaki!!! First off, sir, Zuko would be so proud of you! Honourable man! 🤣🤣 second... your girlfriend is precious and I want her!

- whiny babie yak has my entire fucking heart my god

- aww Dee throw him a bone!

- YEI!!! NO GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY SON!!!

- I feel like Cher knows... he won't say it because he knows Yei is trying to protect him but he knows ... at least... I hope he does

- heads on lap I'm so fucking fine 😭😭😭😭😭😭

- my heart breaks for Yei here... he's the oldest but in so many ways he's still a child. He has so many people to take care of, a legacy to uphold, promises to keep... all that grates on a person. Him curling on Cher's lap is the one time he can stop being a pillar for the gym and just be a man who is tired.

- SHIRTLESS YAK OYEI AND HIS PROBLEMS WHO?! (I'm kidding I'm kidding but seriously... sweaty shirtless yak... Dee you lucky bastard)

- Ayyyyyy Dee is back with the family!!!

- yeah cher stand your ground! Or sink to the floor on your knees... either way Yei will say yes 👍🏽🤪🤣

- the way i went oh fuck when I heard their full names being used 👀😱 I don't know how to feel about their father... who I have yet not seen cause I paused to rush over here 😅

- THATS LI MING'S MOTHER!!! HI!!!!

- oh no... oh yei is not happy... and really I can't blame him. Your son is drowning in debt so where the fuck have you been sir???

- ohhh he doesn't like the step mom... oh honey 🥺

- hey! You don't get to come in here and ask questions!! You haven't been around! So shut the fuck up!!!

- that entire sleep sequence has me like this

- are you speaking about the pants or the boy Khun Yoryak??? 👀👀👀🤣

- Dee. Sir. If you intended for that bolster pillow to be a protective divide between you and Yak... you might not want to use a DICK bolster pillow 🤦🏾‍♀️🤣

- not one single athlete has sex before a competition you liar!!! (Except Babe... but that's cause he's a bottom alpha slut 😘🤣)

- snuggles puppies 🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹🥹

- game time lets gooooo!!!

- aww hi Taem!! (Chill Dee, our girl gets it!)

- Fashionista Grim Reaper is back son of a bitch

- LOOK AT YOUR ANGEL YAK HES THERE TO GUIDE YOU TO VICTORY!!!!!!!!

- BOOOYEAH TAKE THAT YOU LITTLE VELVET WEARING HARBINGER OF DEATH!!!

- Cher I'm gonna give you every single damn thing you pretty heart deserves

- Zazaki... you are now my son. Welcome to the family! I can't adopt Mai or Taem because I'm kinda in love with them so...

- WELCOME TO THE FAMILY FOR REALLL!!! (also love that Yei had to check with Cher 🤣🤣)

- you're about to pull some nonsense right now, aren't you Yoryak?

- Wandee!!! You don't get to judge yak on his flirting!! We all remember this 🤣🤦🏾‍♀️🤪

- more kisses??? 👀👀 please give yak more kis-damn you and your rules wandee!

- I LOVE WHEN WE BREAK THE RULES!!!!

- look at them kissing and being disgustingly in love 🥰 ♥️♥️🥹🥹🥰

Now what do we have for next week?

... SON OF A BITCH

join me next week when I bang my head into a wall watching our two beloved brothers go to literal blows 😭😭😭😭 poor Cher and Dee are gonna have to watch their lovers hurt...

[lamponellatempesta]

Mayblade 2023 Day 1: The Past

Heyo people Mayblade it's finally here and this year I wanna try to join and do many prompts! I'll use the prompts to finally share and let my OC's from my Next Bey Generation AU known to the world! Hope will enjoy you all! (Also thanks to @gingericywolf for being my revision reader and correct all my works for this month, because my English sucks, really thank you buddy♥️)

Now enjoy the little story of today!

In the silent house the only thing you could hear was the rustle of photo album pages turning  and three kids' voices, commenting on the various shots contained in it. You could hear the oldest, telling the little ones the story behind the various memories contained in the album; a radiant smile while describing the picture of his parents' wedding; the long black hair tied in the usual tail waving in the wind, his shy smile that day was shining, the beautiful red suit with meticulous details that made it perfect. "If you had longer hair, you’d be even more like Papa Rei, little brother!" says the oldest, ruffling the hair of the mumbling brother, who however hints at a smile before answering "Just that I’m not as good as him, Aiko, dear sister, and fortunately!" "Alex! Come on!". While the two older ones engaged in a small spat with jokes and sarcasm, the youngest of the three was lost looking at the details of the other person in the photo, of the white dress, of the make-up that did nothing but illuminate the bright smile as she squeezed her beloved’s hands and looked him in the eyes; one could see tears of happiness ready to explode. You could feel the happiness coming out of that shot, and the little girl wanted so much to have a love similar to that of her parents and smiled even more exclaiming, interrupting the argument of the other two, "I am instead just like Dad JD!!! Look at this!" And while the other two were looking at her, Juliet tried to smile like her father in the photo and the other two couldn’t help but smile back, "You’re dad JD, but with the personality of Papa Rei eheh." Juliet stuck her tongue out at him and then they all laughed together. 

Alex heard the sound of more laughter coming from outside and, raising his head to check, he saw his parents. Rei was splashing JD with the water pipe that he had probably taken with the intent to water the garden and instead ended up probably getting revenge for a prank made by JD. "Look at those two, sisters, they look like two children eheh," said Alex to get the sisters' attention "Awww, our parents love each other so much!! Did they do that when we were little Aiko?" Juliet asked. "They are just two idiots, they have never changed, Juliet, on the contrary, they get worse and worse" Aiko replied with a loud laugh and then yelling at the two adults "YOU TWO ARE OLD, YOU WILL GET RHEUMATISM IF YOU KEEP SOAKING YOURSELVES LIKE THAT!"

The girl’s words got to Rei’s ears, who turned to look at her with a mockingly offended look and a defiant smile "Why don’t you come here and stop me then! I’m innocent! It’s your dad who’s guilty!" JD made one of his usual dramatic faces and then said, "I’m not guilty of anything!! It was an innocent prank, yes yes." 

Alex raised an eyebrow "Sure dad, the devil is definitely more innocent than you." Rei turned to stare at JD, who had a shocked look. "Alex!! Oh come on!! Do not tell me that you are all on the side of pa..." He couldn’t finish the sentence that he heard Rei’s scream as he was being hit by Aiko with a new jet from a water gun, with an evil smile on his face he cheered. "AHHHHH GOOD JOB DARLING AHAHAH!"

But soon JD and Aiko were also drenched, by Alex and Juliet who had reached the fray. "Now we’re even and it’s war!" He shouted a combative and happy Rei and soon everything was just a great chaos of water, laughter and war of water guns.

The album left open on the sofa, was moved by a gust of wind that turned the page, stopping on a family portrait from years ago, when the three teenagers were just children, hugging their parents, who smiled radiantly holding them close to them, and a goat jumped at their feet, with an text next to it, "The Kon’s family", two hearts around and more phrases "Time may pass, but our family remains a force, you are everything." written by JD and "I thank life for allowing me to be happy, you make me happy, you are gold. Now and forever" written by Rei. And it was true, time had passed, that picture was past, but they were still there, in the present with the same energy and joy. The past is already in the albums, now it’s time to capture the present. And the Kon family will still have plenty to tell.