#the time tht was needed... mate....

[lexirosewrites]

An ask abt nugget #5 for slick sunday in the same universe as my new year's birth nugget #4

The Munsons live in Chicago, Eddie both co-owns a landmark music store & co-founded a small record label tht is growing by the year. Steve is THRIVING as a stay at home mom who gets to write fun kid friendly fantasy novels on the side & has had a number of them printed to a resounding success with his latest being the 1st of a kid friendly horror book series titled "The Strange Times Files"

Steddie got married/mated January 5, 1988 when Steve was already pregnant w nugget #1

The names & birthdays of the 4 Munson nuggets are as follows:

Nugget #1: Joan Riot Munson (May 4, 1988)

Nugget #2: Lennon "Lenny" Eagles Munson (August 15, 1992, 10:23am)

Nugget #3: Stevie Jett Munson (August 15, 1992, 10:25am)

Nugget #4: Jim Hendricks Munson (Jan 1, 1996)

(I did actual math to make these birthdays make sense so I can get the age gaps right & yes Lenny is going to b very obnoxious about being older than Stevie around their 12th birthday)

Steddie decide to hold off on nugget #5 for a few years. Then in 1998 when baby Jim is 2 years old, the twins are 6, and Joan is 10, they decide to start trying for #5

For their anniversary tht year Lucas uses his professional basketball player money to get them a private jet to Amsterdam, Will uses his art connections to get them a whole townhouse not far from the Van Gogh museum, and El makes Steve an entire bespoke wardrobe just for the trip (including lingerie).

They'll b gone for the rest of January (enough time to encompass Steve's upcoming heat) & while there is nervous energy tht they're leaving their pups for so long they know that their pack will take good care of them. Eddie provides a binder on each of the pups likes & dislikes & any allergies (Joan can't have shellfish & Lenny can't have mushrooms) along with a rough outline of the usual schedule of their days during the school week & weekends as well as any & every phone number they might need (poison control, pediatricians, school, and the number of the townhouse they'll staying at) & last but not least is what to do when each pup can't sleep (Joan goes down after a short game of scrabble because tht kid is a voracious reader w a vocabulary to match, Lenny & Stevie get tired after a cup of warm milk with honey extra points if Wheel of Fortune is playing on the TV, and Jim usually just needs to b allowed to get excess energy out then given warm milk with honey of his own)

The trip is wonderful!

Steve's mom visits for a few days from Vienna, she brings the famous sachertorte w her (which steve "sweet tooth" munson ends up loving) & invites them to visit her in Austria for the Christmas season next year in 1999 insistent tht she will pay for everything & tht she doesn't care tht Eddie makes good money producing music in Chicago she got an amazing divorce settlement & as a result owns half of Richard's more lucrative investments as well as her own newer investments. Amelia Harrington extracts a promise from the couple to be in Austria for Christmas 1999 then bids them goodbye & returns to her apartment in Vienna wishing them luck on making nugget #5.

they smoke weed in coffeeshops, they see an NSFW art performance in the red light district, & wander the museum & streets & generally be in love. Steve's heat comes on schedule near the end of their trip & it's a beautiful experience of reconnecting as people not just as parents or a couple. By the end they miss their pups, have fallen more in love, & r ready to be home again.

A few weeks after getting home Steve feels a little weird like he might b coming down w something, he's more easily nauseous & having body aches but cannot figure out what exactly is going on. He goes to their doctor with an inkling but wants to rule out all other possibilities, his blood test comes back telling them he's not only healthy but pregnant again w nugget #5!!! Steve is ecstatic & when he tells Eddie the alpha starts crying from how in love he is with his mate & how grateful he is tht Steve has given their family 4 healthy pups & is now pregnant w #5

Nugget #5 is a textbook pregnancy, so much so the doctor jokes abt it. Steve is glowing by week 5, baby #5 likes tumbling around more than their siblings, his cravings r different on the whole except he still craves pickles tht r as crunchy as possible like he did w his previous 3 pregnancies. Nugget #5 is due around October 29th but all baby does is drop into Steve's pelvis around tht date.

Then... October 31st arrives & Steve wakes up at 5am from a contraction. It isn't quite go time yet so the family goes abt their day w the exception tht Steve pauses to breathe thru contractions every now & then, steddie get their pups ready for school complete with costumes & makeup & promises tht when the day is done they'll have a new baby sibling in the world, Eddie takes the day off & takes baby Jim to Wayne's (who lives 2 doors down at steddies insistence) who then starts the phone tree to let everyone know nugget #5 is on the way today. By the time Eddie gets back home Steve has timed the contractions closer together but his water hasn't broken quite yet so after Eddie gets the hospital bag in the car along w his mate they go to portillo's for some French fries & a chocolate cake shake. It's as they get back in the car with Steve happily dipping his fries into his shake tht his water breaks. The hospital knows they're coming & so there's almost no chaos to speak of.

Steve gets hooked up to machines & Eddie gets scrubbed in so he can hold his mates hand as it comes time to push. He's pushing well but something feels wrong the longer he goes on, he doesn't feel weaker but something isn't right. & steddie realize at the same time as the medical team tht the babies heart rate is dropping with every push. Then there's a lot of movement really quickly as the doctor is suddenly prepping for surgery while a nurse explains tht an emergency c-section is going to be necessary & tht Steve will need to go under anesthesia. Eddie is doing everything in his power to maintain his own calm while thru the bond he feels Steve's anxiety mounting into panic as the information sinks in, he promises to not leave his side & tht everything w b okay & tht c-sections must not b a big deal bc already the doctor is ready & the anesthesiologist is entering the room & did Steve know tht Shakespeare mentioned c-sections so tht means they've been around longer than anesthesia & then Steve is breathing in the gas & counting backwards from 10 but only gets to 8 before he's closing his eyes

The surgery is indeed not a big deal, there's a lot of blood & he peeks to see they had to move Steve's organs around & Eddie's heart drops into the basement when he sees how blue his baby girl was because the umbilical cord had wrapped around her neck but soon they unwind it & she's breathing in big lungfuls of air & crying at the injustice of leaving her warm home of the past 40 weeks & she's laid down under a warming lamp before they even wash her because her temperature wasn't what they'd like

While Steve wakes up baby #5 is weighed & measured & she's healthy all around except the scare she gave them all because of her propensity for tumbling around in the fluid filled womb. Once she's washed her scent blooms milky but sweeter than any of their pups & after a blood test the doctors confirm she's indeed an omega (Joan was born with a milky but spicy scent & dual sex anatomy so a blood test confirmed tht she's a girl alpha, and its very likely the twins will b betas)

Steddie name her Siouxsie Robin Munson, Robin begins blubbering immediately when Steve tells her this. She gets baby Siouxsie a stuffed Robin bird for her crib tht the pup holds onto well into adulthood

Siouxsie goes home from the hospital & about a year later proves to b the water baby of the bunch. taking to the infant swimming classes at The Y like a duck to water. Eddie jokes she was tumbling around so much in the womb to prepare for an Olympic career.

((Indeed, 18 years later, following a lot of hard work & a lot of tears & a lot of moments of almost quitting but persevering anyway, in 2016 the entire upside down pack (+ pups & spouses & the list goes on & even not-so-baby-anymore Jim took a break from his latest filming schedule to b there) are all cheering wildly in the stands of Rio de Janeiro while Siouxsie Robin Munson wins gold in the women's 400 metres freestyle swim event, it is the first of many Olympic games she will attend & the first of many gold medals she will win))

(i was indeed impressed with the dates but also laughing because steddie have the same anniversary as my mom and i who are both divorced from the curse of our january 5th weddings😂)

[heartfullofleeches]

Rodeo reader : Jump!

Yan!bull : this aint a fckin sircus, i aint your do–

Rodeo reader : My good boy, Jump!

Yan!bull : *Jumps* *give extra twirls just to make reader smile more* i ate tht

Handler: I'm really surprised you're able to handle that beast. Nearly crushed my head like a grape the last time I just looked in his direction

You: Oh, yeah- I assume the whole mate thing is a big part, but he just needs a lot of praise to do anything. The only problem is I can't say certain words or he'll think I'm talking about him

Another handler: like what?'

You: Well sometimes I call him a good boy, but just using "good" or "boy" alone gets his attention

[screams erupt from behind you as the bullman barrels through a wall of hay, looking around for you]

You: ... I should probably go now.

[shoujo-wizard]

@lexirosewrites srry if this is too late for u to queue up i was writing it out to a place where i wanted/needed to stop it. this was intended as an ask but then i got too into it & filled it with detail after detail so the majority of it is below the read more

Thinking thoughts abt Steve's canon music taste bc I saw/reblogged a post abt how Steve is shown to listen to alternative rock & punk rather than pop & disco like we all characterize him.

This started as a steddie thing & has morphed into an a/b/o O!Max centric blurb with an elumax agenda, everything is below the cut

world building: in all of my omegaverse AU omegas can give mating bites, and betas also have mating glands they’re just noticeably smaller. also, omegas are able to be reliably identified at birth because they have a noticeably sweeter scent than other babies, once puberty starts omegas no matter their primary gender will get periods, female omegas get a period every month while male omegas get a period every other month. it is my personal headcanon tht betas evolved to assist in various biological needs tht the other designations might need i.e. if a beta is caring for an omega during their heat they’ll start giving off vaguely alpha pheromones/scents & male betas will be able to give their omega partner a smaller knot OR if a an alpha is in rut their beta partner gives off an omegas pheromones/scent while they also begin to produce a moderate amount of slick OR if they are in a throuple with an alpha & an omega they’ll maintain their natural scent during either partners cycle & fulfill the social role of caring for needs like feeding their partners, maintaining the structure of the nest, helping their partners remember to take any medication they take daily

So first picture for me: punk band frontman O!Steve, he & the other omegas in the band have those spiked collars tht look actually dangerous tht they wear as a rebellion against the expectation tht omegas should wear collars in public, he takes birth control but personally doesn't take heat blockers bc he sees it as another way society seeks to police omega autonomy, he semi-regularly throws his shirt off into the crowd during shows (omega nipples r treated like women's nipples in this AU, very scandalous), Steve has an intentionally messy mullet he cut himself & Robin helped dye dark pink, he's imitated jacking off on stage & used fake blood once or twice to make it look like he was jerking it while on his period & ofc he’s done this stunt while on his period a few times too, & he has the nail bat tht he uses to smash already broken equipment tht they fish out of various recycling centers. He's got multiple piercings & several tattoos, he'd get a neck tattoo but the most traditional thing abt him is he wants to mate someone he loves, have pups & a neck tattoo messes up anyone's mating gland. 

the majority of his band r also omegas, he's the vocals mostly but he's known to throw on a guitar & step back so the bass player (robin) can step forward for songs they created/rehearsed just for her to perform, he's also done a number of wicked guitar solos, they figure out how to record & burn CDs on their own bc they're thumbing their noses at the industry tht wants to box omegas into bubblegum pop also bc they don't think they'll ever get a record deal.

The band is named Cannibal Impulse, playing around various venues in Chicago. Steve is vocals/2nd guitar, O!Robin is bass, A!Nancy is lead guitar, O!Jonathan is drums, and B!Argyle is part of a throuple with Nancy & Jonathan so he happily acts as a groupie/roadie/pizza bringer. They have a fairly loyal following of local punk enjoyers, especially omegas. For shows Steve & his band mostly wear whatever punk aesthetic they like, steve & robin both tend towards glam punk, Nancy favors a ragged style inspired by 1920s mens fashion, Jonathan likes subdued crust punk, Argyle wears stoner fashion but for their shows he puts on the battle vest Jonathan made him over his typical fashion choices.

Here’s the actual ficlet/set up/idea, idk what the time period is for this exactly, probably a vague late 90s because I want ppl to have cellphones, specifically flip phones. Also warning for implied underage drug (weed) use.

A!Eddie is the frontman to world famous Corroded Coffin & the co-parent to O!Max (he's 33 & was 18 when she was born) she's the result of a rut shared w sugary sweet head banging mosh pit queen B!Chrissy, Max is the best part of his world even if she's entered the stage of teen hood where she's angry at the world & sometimes her parents. He's had to move around once or twice bc his career demanded it, but now they have all settled permanently in Chicago bc the band have put together a music label all their own, Rotten & Revived Records. 

Chrissy used to live permanently in San Francisco, working as a paralegal, but when she got an amazing job opportunity in Chicago the family had a very long talk tht included the rest of the band & everyone ended up deciding tht basing everything in Chicago seemed like the right move. The band enjoyed every concert they'd performed in the city, Max had been once or twice so she agreed it wasn't the worst place in the world plus she wanted to b near both of her parents, & Chrissy would live in a two bedroom apartment that’s a bus ride away from the home Eddie bought for himself & Max.

O!Max (full name: Max Riot Cunningson) is 15 almost 16 & she's had a number of heats & gets her period on a schedule tht is still adjusting as her body changes & ofc her mom Chrissy helped her get birth control. 

Eddie has to go on tour as the summer kicks off after everyone barely settles into their new homes in Chicago, Max decides to spend the summer in Chicago after going to a few shows of the tour, staying with Chrissy most nights but also in the house Eddie owns as a means to feel independent from time to time. She wanders around most of the summer, seeing museums, eating whatever she wants when Chrissy isn’t looking, and going into a bookstore or music shop every so often. She finds herself in a music store tht had an impressive collection of vinyls & CDs, then she sees the poster for a small concert for some local band happening in the basement of the store, it says 18+ but when she asks the omega cashier (Jonathan) he explains tht no one checks ID as long as you bring the cover charge of $5 & don’t very obviously look like a kid. There’s no alcohol allowed anyway which is why it’s advertised as 18+. Max practically skips out of the store, a new CD and the address/date of the concert on a note paper in her tote bag. The concert is on a night Chrissy agreed she could be at Eddie’s alone. She feels free as a bird. 

Night of the concert she eats mac and cheese she made herself for dinner, and begins picking out what to wear. Max is an omega so she’s expected to wear a collar in public which she hates but there’s any number of creeps in the world. She decides on a black collar she got for her birthday the year before. Luckily when your dad is a world famous metal musician you have an endless choice of black as well as any rainbow of color one could want. She chooses to wear a dark purple t-shirt, her custom leather jacket Eddie paid for, her barely decorated faded red battle vest, black jeans ripped at the knees. Max lines her eyes with a color called kohl, and shoves her feet into the work boots her Grandpa Wayne had helped her pick out. Then she’s off through the nighttime to the basement of the music shop.

The basement is lit fairly well, there r seats all along the walls for ppl to take as they need, there’s a few coolers of water bottles guarded by a weasel esque man dressed like a lazy novelist in a zombie apocalypse, a small table of a meager amount of merch, a raised stage tht is set up for the band, the people around her seem to all know each other, a few people glance her way but no one acts as if she shouldn’t be there. 

there’s a circle of ppl tht are very openly smoking weed near/behind the merch table, she recognizes the cashier from the other day in the smoking circle so she approaches because he’s the one person she recognizes in a new environment. Jonathan is welcoming & introduces her to the entire circle of people: Nancy his girlfriend, their merch monitor Argyle his boyfriend, their assistant merch helper B!Eleven (who’s the only one not smoking), he explains tht Eleven’s dad & his step-dad is Hopper the burly man at the door, tht the man at the coolers is the shop/building owner Murray, and his friends Robin and Steve are tangled up in a way tht makes it hard to tell who was sitting on whose lap. She introduces herself as Max Riot & everyone cheers her for her badass name. Eleven eagerly gives her a fistbump telling her tht her name & her look is bitchin’. Max compliments everyone because they’re dressed in a way she never knew punks would dress. Each person is in a slightly different aesthetic but the eclectic look of the group works. Steve explains they all enjoy different flavors of punk fashion.

When she notices the spiked collars practically everyone in the room is wearing she can’t stop from commenting abt wanting one for herself. Robin crows tht she has to go to a specific thrifted clothing store tht has a display from a leatherworker who loves making the kind of collars everyone is wearing. When Max looks uncertain Eleven offers to meet up & go with her because she needs some new shirts to cut up, tht her boyfriend Lucas might also join them because he needs a new jacket to wear under his battle vest. When Max asks if Lucas is coming to the show Eleven says he’ll likely get there shortly after the show starts because he has to finish dinner with his family & bribe his little sister with the newest fear street book before he can pretend he’s going to her house to sleep over & play video games for the next 2 days. Eleven & Max realize they’re going to the same high school & Eleven eagerly invites her to eat lunch with her, Lucas, & their friends. 

Max is so absorbed in her borderline flirty conversation with El tht she’s surprised to hear the noise of drums crashing out a beat on the stage, turning around as she gawks to find the people she’d been chatting with are the band performing. Then she's lost to the music, throwing herself around the edges of the pit, jumping to the overwhelming energy of the music, yelling out the anger she's felt since fully presenting, sweating away her eyeliner, stumbling to get water, & then ending up at the front as the band crashes through their finale with Steve ripping off his shirt to throw into the crowd showing off his tattoos & pierced nipples before pulling out a nail ridden baseball bat tht he uses to smash apart an old stereo she hadn't noticed. It's electric, it's exhilarating, it's pumping adrenaline straight to her heart. The crowd calms as best a punk crowd can as they begin filing out of the basement after an encore tht features Robin at the mic singing an anti-war song from the 70s. The little concert/show was nearly two hours after all & it’s getting so late it’s almost early morning.

The band steps down from the stage as the crowd dwindles, Jonathan asks Max if she's able to join them for some food at a nearby diner & she agrees right away. She's told to just wait by the merch table with El & Lucas as they put away their instruments. Indeed a black boy is sitting behind the merch table with El in his lap. El eagerly greets her, getting up & hugging her, then happily introduces her boyfriend A!Lucas. A CD of the latest from Cannibal Impulse is pressed into her hands free of charge by Lucas while El sticks a pin badge of the band's logo onto her vest. Thus begins Max's whirlwind final month of summer vacation learning abt punk, filling her music collection w previous Cannibal Impulse CDs & other punk bands she ends up liking (both local & famous) through everyone's efforts to help her learn, investing in a new wardrobe, decorating her battle vest, & attending every show Cannibal Impulse plays tht isn't in a bar (which turns out to b the majority of them)

Chrissy is more than supportive, laughing as she thinks abt Eddie “metal is king” Munson’s reaction.

Imagine Eddie's surprise (despair) to come home from a tour shortly before school starts to his daughter blasting punk music, dressing like a punk with notably new piercings he knows Chrissy had to sign off on, loudly going out on weekends to punk shows, & coming home at all hours smelling of weed & sometimes high. He can't complain exactly, he was smoking weed at an earlier age than her, staying out at all hours, blasting metal, taking impromptu trips w his band out to the city to watch some metal concert or other. At least she calls him to let him know she got to the venue safely & to give an estimate of when she'll b home. At least she doesn't seem to have any tattoos yet.

Eventually Eddie wants to go with Max to one of these shows. Mostly because he wants to understand his daughter as she’s growing up without them growing apart, and because the band's newly established label has hit a bit of a wall when recruiting new talent. They have a number of metal artists on their label, some rock, and even a couple of bubblegum pop artists. But they feel like their catalog isn’t as well rounded as it could be. So Eddie asks to go with her, and she tells him she has to think abt it & warn her friends because none of them know her dad is world famous Eddie Munson, The Freak King of Corroded Coffin. This makes Eddie sad tht his daughter is basically hiding him from her new friends & mentors but Chrissy knocks him upside the head telling him tht she’s had less than genuine friendships before now due to her dad being a world famous musician.

When Max brings it up after a show that weekend they’re all sitting in their favorite diner digging into greasy delicious food they don’t believe her at first, but then El tells them she isn’t lying despite only have met Chrissy (El has an uncanny knack for knowing when someone is lying) so it turns to disbelief tht Metal King Munson wants to go to a punk show of his own free will. The tension between metalheads & punks is well documented after all. But all in all they agree because Max is one of them, Steve has all but adopted her, Lucas & El have tentatively begun to court her, Jonathan has been teaching her drums, Robin has donated some of her more glam articles of clothing to the cause tht is Max’s continued education in the punk scene, Nancy has helped her (as well as El & Lucas) with their homework, & Argyle makes sure that when she does occasionally join them in smoking weed she’s safe & not getting overwhelmed. So they agree tht Eddie should feel more than free to come to their upcoming show in the basement of Murray’s shop/building & they reassure Max they’re not looking for any kind of record deal.

The night of the show comes quickly & Max sheepishly brings Eddie along. Hopper’s eyes bug out of his head when he notices Eddie behind Max after greeting Max with the handshake he shares with El & Lucas. The basement becomes controlled pandemonium when people process/notice tht Eddie Munson is there in the flesh. No one approaches him for autographs & when they see he’s there with Max they leave him alone in favor of greeting Max because everyone’s gotten to know her by now especially since Cannibal Impulse took her under their wing. Eddie follows Max, feeling out of place for the first time in a long time, to the merch table where all of her closest scene friends are gathered. They’re courteous to Eddie since he’s Max’s dad, and Steve gives him a wave from where he’s a tangle of platonic limbs with Robin. Eddie takes a moment to come back to himself after staring at Steve who’s the most striking omega he’s ever seen. He ends up striking up a conversation with Lucas & El when they reveal they’re the pair that’s been courting Max since school started. Then before he knows it a guitar is wailing from the stage & he gives his attention to the show. Cannibal Impulse put on an electric show. Robin starts them out with another anti-war song this time from the 60s tht they repurposed for the punk genre. Then Steve steps up to the mic & it’s like the crowd comes to life even further. A mosh pit explodes in the room, he’s briefly concerned when Max & Lucas jump right into the center of the pit, but soon he’s absorbed with the performance the band is putting on. When the finale comes Steve’s already ripped his shirt off & as Nancy & Jonathan play a screaming duet with their instruments Steve is smashing apart a piece of equipment tht they got from their favorite recycling center with his nail bat.

[sxtaep]

You only got horny once? That means that you're purer and better than most of us here 😭😭😭😭😭😭. What did tht guy do to ruin you? 👀

THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING BUT WE’RE GONNA TALK ABOUT IT BECAUSE WE NEED SOME TMI AROUND HERE 😭😭😭

it’s probably nothing serious and petty to some of you BUT THIS FUCKED ME UP DIFFERENTLY 😭

get ready for a long, boring story time guys

tw: jahanara being fucking stupid

ok i’ve mentioned this guy before, but let’s call him X for this storyline 😭

so, me and X have known each other since we were 11, we went to the same secondary school and ended up going to the same college. we weren’t close in secondary school, he was just a classmate and a mutual friend and that was it really.

going round to september 2020 when college started, that’s when we found out that we went to the same college and a lot of our mutual friends also joined us there so that’s when we started getting close along with our other friends.

it all started with a game of among us and then a server on discord where we used to play and talk everyday 😭 it was really fun and i guess that stemmed my liking towards him?

he was so nice and funny and he’d always be nicer to me compared to everyone else in our friend group and that just threw me totally off-guard.

in college when we’d meet up before/after our classes, we’d be with the rest of our friends just chilling and stuff or we’d be walking home together talking about the most random things (mostly aot).

now now, everyone in our friend group knew that i used to write smut and ffs and stuff so they’d always tease me about it, but he in particular would ask me questions like “how do you come up with this stuff?” “are you even into any of the things you write?” and i’m guessing he used that against me later on, you’ll see.

i think around December 2020 was when i became absolutely certain that i had a crush on him and IT WAS KILLING MEEE and it was the night of my birthday, i was talking to my close friends and i told them i was gonna confess just to get it off my chest and they were very onboard and supportive about it, so i messaged him.

surprisingly, he was very nice and normal about it which was weird because he’s the most unemotional person in the world 😭 but yeah, he said he appreciates it but he wasn’t looking for a relationship or anything and he’s more focused on his studies and i reassured him like “oh, i’m not looking for a relationship either, i’m just telling you to get it out of the way.”

like genuinely, i didn’t want a relationship, YOU GUYS KNOW ME 💀😭 but yeah, and he goes “you deserve someone a lot better than me anyway,” which made me go ??? wow really?

we ended the conversation on a good note and basically got on with our lives as normal.

two weeks go by and suddenly he’s being so distant towards me?? he was actively speaking on the groupchats we were in and taking to other people but whenever i tried to speak to him ON THE GROUP CHAT, he’d just ignore me and i was thinking ????? ok then, what did i do to him?

it got quite bad to the point where he’d just be openly rude to me and making unsolicited jokes towards me (and other people) so we were all like what the hell???

he also VERY SPECIFICALLY SAID “jahanara is not funny” which tbh idrc about bc a lot of my irls say i’m the least funniest in the group 😭 but my mates were still there to defend me like their lives depend on it (love them fr 😭) and then he goes again, “jahanara is not funny. at all.” IM LIKE DAMN DUDE WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?

of course i ignored it and didn’t say anything because i HATE confrontation so i just left it.

X was close with my friend L, so she asked him why he was being so rude and distant to me and he goes “i didn’t want jahanara liking me because i knew she would end up hurt, so i made it seem like i’m a dickhead,” AND HE THOUGHT IT WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA 💀💀💀 it was not.

around february 2021, i was getting very very excited for the grammys because i thought bts would win and so i put a poll on my snapchat story that said ‘if bts win a grammy, i will _____’

that gained a lot of traction and people were sending crazy suggestions and one of my close friends was like “you should masturbate” AND I WAS LIKE GIRL???? ARE YOU FR???

and she was dead serious SO AS A JOKE, i added that onto the poll and everyone voted for that option because everyone saw me as the overtly horny virgin for bts that has never touched herself before because she’s scared 😭😭

i think a day before the grammys, everyone on the groupchat was talking about it, even the non-armys in our friend group were so invested in me doing this if bts won 😭 and they were all giving me tips and stuff and suddenly X goes “message me when you do it.”

i didn’t think much of it because my best friend also told me to message her when i do it which was so embarrassing 💀😭

so the grammys start, it’s about 2am march 15th 2020, and i’m sitting there waiting for them to announce who on, and of course, bts lost. i was bummed that they didn’t win but i thought fuck it, let me just do it once and get it over with because im an adult, how have i not done it before?

i send a snap of myself with a thumbs up to my best friend and X and i was like “wish me luck guys” and i was shitting bricks 😭

obviously i didn’t know what to do or how to start, but X responded to my snap straight away and he asked me if i knew what to do and i said no 💀 and i guess he kind of… got me started????

this is so embarrassing but he did actually help me get in the mood, he texted me a bit, yk just telling me how to get started AND I DONT KNOW WHAT CAME OVER MY HEAD BUT I SENT HIM NUDES 😭😭😭😭 LIKE NOT FULL ON FRONTAL NUDES, JUST LIKE��. A TITTY PIC OR TWO. OR THREE (bare in mind, i genuinely thought he was helping me because he liked me back 3 months after i confessed).

like seriously, idk what possessed me to send him nudes, i think i was very h word and gripped onto the fact that he may have actually had feelings for me 😭

he screenshot all of them and he was feeding me with so many compliments and praise and yk pulling the whole “pretty girl” “good girl” thing and that really got me going 😭

OH AND THEN HE PHONED MEEEE AND HE GUIDING ME THROUGH THE PHONEEEE AND THAT DID IT FOR ME that was the first time i actually felt very GENUINELY turned on, LIKE I WAS ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR, THIGHS LITERALLY SHAKINGGGGG AND THROBBING AND I WAS SHOCKED BECAUSE IS THIS HOW ITS SUPPOSED TO FEEL??????

he was also… getting off too, i heard it all so that also blinded me into thinking he had feelings for me too 💀💀💀

he was doing the whole “if i was with you rn, i’d treat you so good” blah blah blah yk? the usual stuff, and i’m pretty sure we were at it for a good 40 minutes before wrapping up because i genuinely couldn’t finish and i hear a lot of women don’t finish often so i figured it was normal.

we said goodnight to each other and ended the call and the next day he sends a message on the groupchat and he goes “how was it, jahanara?” and i didn’t know what to say so i just went “yep, good. very good.” like we were playing this 'lets keep this between ourselves'.

i fully thought he liked me back after that night 😭 bro i was so blind 💀

i ended up telling my best friend because she has no other friends fr she’s my ride or die, so i just told her and the keeping it a secret thing didn’t last because one of X’s friends messaged me asking about it and i was like ….. how do you know?

turned out, X told his friend about it WHICH IMMEDIATELY GOT ME THINKING, OH NO WHAT IF HE SHOWED THE PICS I SENT??? so i messaged him asking him to delete them and he did, with proof, thank god .

everyone ended up finding out about what happened that night so everytime it was mentioned, it was just so awkward between us.

this all happened during the december-march 2021 lockdown we had and the lockdown ended on the 17th so i saw him that day it was so awkward being around him after that, i just knew things would never be the same.

i’d say around may, he started gaining an interest in one of my friends (a very close online friend) let’s call her D after i posted a photo of her on my story.

he kept asking questions about whether she had a boyfriend and stuff and me being me, completely impartial, i told him no, she doesn’t have a boyfriend, and then he wanted to add her on snap so i gave it to him.

i checked in with my friend D and she said she was fine being added by him and she had absolutely no interest in him the way he did AND she knew i liked him so she was never going to pursue anything anyway.

she added him back and X was trying to flirt with her and D thought it was the most embarrassing thing ever trying so hard to win her over.

he spent a good couple weeks chatting her up and begging for photos (nudes, duh) and she didn’t give them so he kind stopped with all the messages.

i knew everything because D was telling me what he was doing and i thought… God wtf? is this who i really like?

a lot of our friends found out about it and confronted him going “why would you go after jahanara’s friend begging for nudes when you know she still likes you?” and he got so much shit for it he took it out on me, again, being rude and making insensitive comments about everything and from there everything just fizzled.

i removed him everywhere, snapchat, instagram, his number, discord etc etc and he did the same apparently i couldn’t care less.

he became this guy that was so hard to talk to without getting attacked for no reason and he started spewing all this shit about what happened on grammys night, and just talking so much bs but me being me, i didn’t say anything about it or confront him about it so i just left it and let everyone else say what they wanted.

throughout 2021/22 everything died down, the groupchat became less active, people were talking a lot less, X was still bitching around me and being rude but whatever. everyone started uni so the groupchat actually died out so now interactions are very scarce.

this whole story pretty much stemmed my dislike towards males and relationships and sexual encounters. i haven’t even ATTEMPTED to be intimiate with myself since march 2020 because i’m always gonna be reminded of him and what he did, telling all his mates about it and what-not.

can’t even bring myself to wear the same pyjamas i wore that night because it makes me feel icky ☹️

but ye, that’s the story in balamory 😁 hope you guys enjoyed 😁👍

bared my titties for someone that wasn’t bangtan, i can’t believe it

[vacuian-demon]

Diane was concerned, but didn't try to show it, like most of the students of Beacon who survived The Fall, Team GLDD had ended up at Shade Academy, but the reason she looked concerned was a mission with team leader George had caused him to do something dangerous yet desperate, overcharging his speed semblance

Not just with a high dose of high-sugar, high caffeine energy drink, but also zapping himself with electric Dust, the combination of which had stopped his heart after the fact, but he survived, it just left him in hospital to recover and benched until because of how close he could have come to dying proper.

So her mind was elsewhere as she wandered to the cafe with team-mate, Darren Sherwood, to figure what Team GLDD is to do next with their leader out of action until further notice, so if Lance was to see her in the crowd, best to do so with caution, much as he's not going to know what's up.

Vauco related Ask | Always accepting

@firestormmaidenanddragon

Lance was already in the cafe after a successful defense of the southern area from a large hoarde of grimm with a few of his men from the tower, a large man with Tusk and a human woman with tan skin and a missing eye- sporting a robotic one instead tht admittedly was a bit Primitive.

"Here's to red that dumb old man, needlessly sacrificing himself but damn did he take out alot of grimm with him." He'd take a large gulp of his drink, caffeine to keep himself up

"Careful, no need to join de old man so quickly rooche." The woman replied putting an arm on his one on the table.

"Ah...old men should die of old age surrounded by loved ones, not surrounded by Grimm..."He was sullen looking at the other two.

"Indeed, however we should respect Red's choice to defend us and Vacuo- he wouldn't of done it if he saw another course, still we should-" Lance glanced over seeing Diane appear as well. "Hmmm..." the last time he sa her she was alone helping him with grimm, he'd leave her be for now. "Sorry, we should celebrate the good he did as a hunter here."

[br0kenhearts24]

I wanna be with my family but sometimes I feel so outta place like i don’t belong to my family they all talk to me and say they love me but tbh I feel like I’m a burden to them so i distance myself from them i can’t let them in cuz all ik is to shut up and act fake it and i don’t have to hide being gay anymore I have a lot of things and I get so triggered or angry when certain things happened to me I wanted to tell them but i can’t let anybody in cuz I’ve fought ppl who I should have left about how to treat my heart and still got ignored and broken yea i can’t talk about what i really feel it’s tough I’m jus scared tht ill be seen differently a lot of things happened to me in San Antonio I came from struggle fr but i learned how to grow up but im not gonna sit here and gaslight myself into saying that it’s was for the best every emotion I felt faded away I lost all the love I had for u id make sure u ate and had waht u need but i learned I should stop doing husband shit for a man who can’t even try to handle my emotions not tht he had to heal me but all I wanted was to feel loved without begging for it I have PTSD from hearing slamming on the door or hard knocks even a voice being raised to hearing the footsteps and guessing if they were angry or just wanted to start an argument cuz the parents didn’t get their way I was abused mentally manipulated I love hard i can’t even cheat on the guy I love but it seems like I’ll never find someone to love everything about me I want a bestie who will love me more than a bestie would my soul mate i thought I found him it was all a lie I was broken and I was a fool to think id get closure I got tired of doing all the on and off shit I stopped begging and left u mentally I will choose my own mental health over you it’s not my first time breaking myself over something ik i deserve more better treatment then what i was getting I shouldn’t settle for the bare minimum ik that now

[unhinged-greed]

Mammon. Are you so salty on this day, Sinday, because the day not only reminds you of Asmodeus's sin, but it also reminds you that:

Ever since Fizzarolli quit working for you he's having all the time to enjoy ooh la la sexy moments with Asmodeus.

You're seeing signs of net loss from the sales of Robo Fizzies (especially the ones that were sold to Fizzarolli's creepy fans).

People have been avoiding the opportunity to have a one night stand with you because they think you have no outstanding charisma unlike Asmodeus?

"Aaaahh, some stupid ass person thinking they know anything about me n' my life. Honestly got few chuckles outta your message there mate. Bu' lemme, jus' real quick, fix some facts so ya don' go and make a fool outta ya self ever again, you fuckstick!"

Mammon cleared his throat as he was getting ready to give full reply back.

"Firs', salty is not the word I'd describe how I feel about Sinday while only Lust shit sells on that' day. I'm just overall mad that some horny fuckstains can no' let other sins take over on this day. Lust is literally the most shittiest sin ya can ever have.

And literally mate, I couldn't give two fucks about what Fizzarolli and Asmodeus does together. Sure he quit on me and I'm still no' okay with it bu' you are making it sound like I am jealous of them fucking each other? Why? I don' love either of those fucknuggets and let 'em have the time of their lives all they want. You saying that shit out loud just confuses me so.

Sure the Fizzy's were one of the most selling merch ever and sure the cash flow have been slower after tha' piece of shit walked ou', bu' I still have my other business' runnin', still strike deals, still have to visit on Earth since some stupid ass humans learned how to summon me. Granted I get their soul usually very cheap, humans are so stupid it's hilarious to watch them throw away their life just to be tortured alive as I rip their soul outta their bodies, haha!

I am still super popular even withou' Fizzarolli being around. Have my other performers to do their jobs, it's no' like Fizzie were the only one to bring money in. I've had all the sex I need and am no' that sex driven person. Sad tht I wouldn't ever touch you even with a foot long stick? But I have to thank ya mate, you made my day with this messages of yers, Glad to know actual fools still exists"

It was always fun for Mammon to correct everyone, especially when they went extra mile just to make themselves look like fucking idiot. Even now he was chuckling happily. "Anyways, crappy day to ya c**t!"

[fkyumerica]

she made all of her kids nude porn stars then too, at birth "yea film it"-her mom anne marie/lady gaga/whoever jens mom is

then kills dogss

then goes back to her then back to her and its inbreeding again, the video shit

and they dont stop going at you too

and they are everywhere

then horse back riding, masks, and a logo

and all again

maybe a morning sunset on th ebeach

or a filipino beach guy to give you a infant while you live up in the trees

and maybe drugs if you want

dazed and confused

black hair

white guitar girl

tan guy

then she goes wild for a boy doing a wheelie on a motor bike

then sees footprints in the sand

she is mary anne, aunt rose's daugter who brest fed beth

so kids name was brett

to come back to it

rips shirt off

then shes deezy

i need a drink

give me a nose ring

then beard her

aunt rose i gotta live with her

then ex post about it

weird calm down meme feeling. mom posted the picture of a conversation.

there were only so many face books

i will write down the names later

john wayne gacy is kevin

filipino

then it just goes on again to their big gay life

school dances

my cell phone dick photo in the mirror

she wanted a dress like mine

shoot her in the fucking head

mollys relative, we killed her kind of right, thoughts of me were there

right

make it sluttier

https://www.facebook.com/friends/suggestions/?profile_id=100000085233472 and your neice next shannon

halloween 4? drugs and that life they all have to.. go and live it!

to sit her big asss on you

phase of life

omg friends drugs she told me it i dont care

hahahha

grandmother willow right

no

the dumpster guy in the movie

noroi

dragging the infants

no you need one too

says it to them

anne marie looking ones just left it on the ground

and shannon would be fucking it then walk up to him fucking it aand try and get them all fucking while doing that

and annemarie made shannon her drug ffriend

there is alix the next generation after

constantly has to fuck him

a don

shannon is a mom first

and anne marie just goes to sleep

aunt rose and beth are anne maries

chris is a alix needs to fuck

leaves fast

or what im young again to find her with a dog

and leave it to

and this is alix too, wayneradio tv what i cant put on a mask and fool them all, and leave, and make them again, in your area, with them, and their party, what they want, in the woods, and here, i might get her, and i get her, and i get her

and leave

we had to do the same thing the other one did

related

we are alike

whoa not related

hate it

we know you and hate you too

half of it is tit pics

the rest is i dunno

for sex with wwho

all of them are tht

and the i dunno you ones

i dunno go fuck

why arent you

now im turned on by you

aand hey me and mom do it easy

dope me do me mom then i fuck it up and die in 8 years now i live in the woods at raves and fuck and do whatever

im gay

mom lives ina house in a river

now plan it out

houses where

they all get to live

throw it in

abortion

then it gets a name

his dad and him

garbage guy

and john wayne gacy

twilight

mask

and werewolf

and abortion

skeleton with hat

he would put one on it

they brought a pile over again

and tried to fuck me with it

he was sting too, john wayne gacyy

and youre in the back right

right?

orange

i know them all now

and dialet

i will shit in her food today

and the kids he mates with, i wont be afraid to get this fucking spot doing it with him, their wives were the same he said

they wanted to go on it

when

they saw

who

fuckign noises

owl calls for one

old wild

that is aunt rose and fred

again? greg?

his son in front of him would

they would jump and fuck and fuck one of them there

grouped outside

the jump landing was it

face lift to her huh

then carriage accident

full fake head

does this guy try and live in mym house

he is godzilla

guess who

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

at anyone

at him

my dad?

mated 8 times

who who

said it

oh my god

i dont care

who

it is

sexy shit

they thought giants would walk them around

epkot

epcot

their world logo

for take over

their train shows it

they keep cumming in a numbilical cord then after liquid laundry detergent it turns it black and they inject it

to turn black

or purple or what blue

violet was him

mission

family

he knew everyones family the scare crow

of central t owest spain

and is gay

golfer

lion

and his wife

dur dur dur im the gay chienese animator

made it all

shes getting a bath

i dont want that from ya

hot

or that

cold

warm

and please squeeze it, like it again

Thu 6:14 PM

charles lee ray is the garbage guy

marrried agnes and chris

and aunt jemima wwas his inbred with the gone with the wind black btich, married that black woman too

kept the money for herself

she next on ekept checks

then after

free bank ask for it in the back

meghan

it was her in the movie too

mexico

and is penny's mom

lady gaga

apacolypto film me from up

was 8 then next yearr peggy sue 16 right

barbra ann

her mom

and next one

her mom

cinndy

then her mom

chris

then her mom

agnes

then her mom

gone with the wind black bitch

they edited her white

right

no is amanda

or meghan

which one

shoot both

take off her voice piece she is the one with the headset under her skin

to keep licking

wwhat you wwant on you

was suppossed to get shot

and shut up

too

[iridescent-x-pixie]

I'm getting a tooth out tomorrow ☠️

already in so much pain from it tho so it'll be good to get it done been unable to afford it for ages or had time to plus I'm getting help off one of my exs to pay for it so rly glad I've still got them they actually take care of me sometimes but I get scared to talk about it cos none of my mates like tht I still talk to them lol, I don't love my ex anymore But I do kinda do care for them mostly platonically speaking now tho n they mean a lot to me but i still feel sore about things they did n still do sometimes but its fully my own fault for interacting, but like... its not all bad?

Theres lots of rly happy times i get from talking or msging them. But obviously it makes it so much harder to stop talking if there's lots of good about it from your own perspective.

I don't care bout anything else sometimes so it keeps me wanting to try n live properly.

Like I want a good life purely cos they wanted me to have better n still do, they encouraged me to take care of myself, promted me to do things that I needed to get done recently. I miss them but it's been hard cos we were still seeing each other for ages but I've been ready to break it off for a while now just hoped for too long tht he'd ask me bk out. He got upset when I broke it off with him but he's stayed civil and been up n down about it but tbh I'm doing better by myself n I'm more respecting towards my own boundaries now n getting better at judging what's good for me people wise lol.

[ihatebnha]

has dragon king/fantasy au bakugou been discussed here yet

in a mood to be courted and dominated by tht man 👁

NO, HE HAS NOT, but I did receive a prince!Bakugo type ask that I’ve been sitting on for a couple days now (as well as some Kiri and Aizawa prince stuff, too) if that counts! 

(I know I can’t promise anything, but I would like to write something for those if I can)…  

Honestly tho… and maybe this is bad, but... I’m not that big a fan of Dragon King Bakugo in the first place (mostly b/c I’m not too familiar with fantasy and very picky anyway)… but that doesn’t mean I don’t totally agree with you, FUCK!!!!

I honestly didn’t mean for this to get so long (I was aiming for like... 3 paragraphs)... but I hope it’s not garbage!

-

Dragon King Bakugo who keeps being disappointed by the suitors that his parents and adversaries always choose for him… Turning away each maiden not long after meeting them simply because he doesn’t feel that spark and a fire isn’t ignited in his chest as the village elders so claim of his mate …   

Of course he wants to make his kingdom stronger, but that’s exactly why he knows he cannot settle for anything less than someone perfect, someone made for him... and he’d honestly rather go without a bride… 

That is, until he meets you, however, on one of his many hunting and scouting trips, a simple girl from a farming village not too far outside his kingdom, and immediately knows that you’re the one he’s been missing. 

He’s not sure what it is that draws you to him that night at the tavern, watching as you play bar girl to a bunch of nasty slobs he could take down in an instant and still smiling so sweetly when you serve him… but he’s immediately demanding to stay another night in town (much to Kirishima’s confusion) if only to get to know you better. 

He leaves camp early the next morning, scouring the surrounding meadow in the pretty sunlight for a patch of wildflowers he recognizes from home, tying the bunch together hastily with a bit of yarn… and finds you again at lunchtime, sitting with the other village girls behind the town center. 

Demanding a seat across from you, he commands attention and assumes power when he offers you a spot by his side… and yet to his dismay, you turn him down, giggling to the girls next to you when he stutters after you call him sweet. 

Still, he’s undeterred, returning back to his kingdom that night if only to inform his parents of his new pursuit: his desire, need, to have you as his mate… 

And he returns to your village again after that, as many times as he can make it; always visiting you at the tavern while you work so he can watch you, guard you, even when you roll your eyes at his efforts at winning you over by pushing around the other brutes who taunt you for your beauty.

Despite the looks you always send him after he kicks a fallen knight, Dragon King Bakugo is no fool, recognizing a soft voice and curved lips when he sees them as he apologizes, growling against your knuckles when he kisses your hand to say sorry.

He also always brings you precious gems and furs to spoil you with, luxuries he knows you can’t afford but that you still always insist he give to the village children instead (another reason he has to have you)… 

And it’s only one night after the tavern has closed, his cape long-deposited where he was sitting so he could show off his tattooed chest to you, that you let him get close enough to touch you, holding his battle worn hands in your own soft palms with a smile on your lips…

And then, suddenly, he’s kissing you; fierce and hot and full of all his months of yearning... as if it’s another way to ask you to marry him more than his initial words could ever say.

And you must feel it too, when he pulls back only to promise you that you, your family, your village, would never have to worry about anything else again, that you finally, finally nod your head and really let him sweep you into his scarred arms… 

And later that same night, on one of the many plush textiles he brought you, when you let him take you for the first time, too. 

Dragon King Bakugo cannot wait for the wedding.💚

[koomiyah]

It's funny u all believe whats in front of the camera but not believe their personal life's images behind the cameras???? Outside of eachother company???

And u all shippers are some smart asses ...u know all of u ignore these type of asks really....nobody even try to answer this or post this...u r the one actually who posted my ask about their scandals...i must say u r brave....but use ur brain a little more....

Did u see their artist made collection shows videos???

For tae's show its jimin...who becomes the host....

For jimin....it's jk....

And for jk...it's tae....

Lmao company are fooling all of your for years...and years...

Think logically atleast for once for god sake...!!!!

Their friendships is special...but that's the point....it's all just friendship.....

It was not a coincidence....that scandal and that jm tattoo happened at d exact same time and thn initials also matched the girls name...i also can agree that that girl dirty to him thts y he realised later nd dump that girl...but he definitely have something going on with her....just bcz she said she has a boyfriend...u all gonna believe that ....wht else she can even say to save her ass...as all the shippers like u...given her a hard time...not even let her breath,work.... anything....

If your are just not shippers and u really all of them .... atleast give ur followers these conclusions too ...dnt manipulate young people in the fandom by only good things of their relationship which all u can clearly see in front of the cameras....post evrything i ask u....and give logical answers for that..!!!!!

I send u three more ask including this...give answers if u can....

U are mainly jikook based blogger right...???so i hope u have some logical answers for my asks....

He actually redone that tattoo after JM came back from France to visit him on his birthday

'J' wasnt there at first and believe me, it wasn't for that random girl.

But let's assume you sre right about doing that tattoo for fs. Imagine getting your band mate's innitials tattooed on you bc of fanservice. Don't you know that taekook is much more popular than Jikook? Why don't let him get taehyungs name in a crossed heart on his arm to cover that scandal instead?

Bts in 2019 have already been paving the way, BH needs them. Bts don't need big hit. This is what is crucial there. What bts want, bts get. That's the truth. Boys don't need to do fanservice because their friendships are genuine and it shows. If all of it was just fake, you would easily spot it.

That isn't even about me shipping jikook because I don't ship them. I support them no matter what their relationship status is or will be. I follow the events around them for quite a long time now and they are both extremely close to their families. Do you think bh would pay their parents to act like their sons are closer than two friends should be? Because it makes no sense to me.

Especially considering that korean culture pays a lot into the view. The way Jimin casually talking to JK's mom on the phone and her responding 'I love you' to him before even greeting him is a big thing. That is not a confirmation that they are dating but that they are close. Bts hadn't have many breaks during their debut and yet jikook were spending time in busan together, even spending family korean holidays together. It isn't for fanservice, anon.

And I don't also base my opinion only on what I see on camera. It's so easy for you to believe in rumors and one picture when there is a lot of other things to put into consideration. I believe that Jungkook can have female friends. If he was spotted hugging his male friend would people think they are dating? Obviously not. It's just still set up in your mindset that boys can't be friends with girls bc that means they are definitely romantically involved.

Y'all forget that Jungkook has been openly praising gay artists, sharing their songs, covering them. He put a gay love song as background music for gcf in tokyo. He covered 'fools' by troye sivan who is a gay artist and the song is about falling in love with a boy you can't be with and you imagine a future you could have got if you weren't gay. He keeps his songs nonpronoun and often quotes things from gay movies like love,simon. He wears genderless clothes and openly talked about it, saying that ppl should wear what they want. That boy isn't 100% alpha male you all want him to be.

[quokkacore]

lost and found [bang chan]

summary: looking for your soulmate is difficult to do when you’re also looking after your daughter. but on a chance shopping trip, when you lose her, you end up finding her, and your soulmate, whose soft smile and cute dimples offer a lot of promise.

pairing: musician!chan x singlemom!reader

genre: soulmates au, slice of life, meet-cute, holiday special-ish?, fluff, minor angst towards the beginning.

warnings: brief mentions of kidnapping, language, eating 

song rec: exo - wait // chen - shall we?

word count: 2.1k

a/n: helena writing something that isnt angsty or smutty? apparently thats possible. december is gonna be pure winter fics says the girl who lives in a country where its SUMMER but go off and i’m posting a two part exo fic tht i’m rlly excited for on christmas eve and christmas day, so pls look forward to tht ^^

It only took a minute. It felt like even less. You turned your head to look for a sales employee, and let go of your 4 year old daughter’s hand to grab the hand she was holding onto to look through the shirts you were going through. Your eyes and hands were off of Annie for the briefest of moments, and when you reached out again, when you turned your head to look downward… gone. Like the wind. 

That had been ten minutes ago. Now, you were wandering around the department store like you had gone crazy. To a certain degree, you had. Don’t panic if you lose sight of your kid, all the parenting articles had said. So naturally, you were doing exactly that. Once your mind got the gears turning, it was hard to get them to stop. Your inner pessimist was already whispering to you, what if she left the building? What if some creep snatched her up? What if she had gotten hurt? 

Why couldn’t you have just stayed home on your day off? Why did you have to decide to haul yourself and your daughter along to the mall to do your holiday shopping today? You were immediately beginning to regret every decision you’d made in the past few hours, tears prickling in your eyes and a lump beginning to grow in your throat. 

You wondered vaguely if she’d left the department store and was now wandering around the mall. That could be an entirely different possibility. You’d gone around the department store twice now, not seeing a single sight of her. Your grip tightened on her winter coat—which she had given to you when it got too warm for her from being inside—and started looking for a security guard instead. Maybe they could call out to the other security guards in the mall and keep a lookout.

Just as you spotted one, beginning to think of what you could say to give a physical description—her hair and eye color, which were both the same as your own, the red t-shirt she had on, the jeans, her height—a notification bell rang throughout the department store on the speaker system. 

“To Annie’s mom, Y/N,” The woman on the PA system said, “Your daughter is at the help desk at the north entrance of the building.” 

A swell of relief swept through you as she repeated the announcement one more time, and your feet, of their own volition, started towards the exit of the department store. What a fucking relief. You had entered toward that side of the building; meaning, yes, she’d left the store, but she hadn’t gone too far. Your heart was racing, sprinting towards the entrance. Your eyes darted back and forth, desperately waiting for the desk to come into sight as you rounded the corner. 

When you turned, your eyes caught sight of your little girl, Annie, standing in front of the desk, teary-eyed, next to a young man in a black hoodie, watching her quietly. Your feet sped up, and when you were about fifteen feet away from the desk, your daughter turned her head to the sound of quick feet making a mad dash across the floor. Her eyes widened, and her little feet shot in your direction. “Mommy!”

She ran up to you, and you crouched to grab her in your arms, engulfing her in a hug that felt like it was more for your sake than for hers. You could feel a giant weight falling off of your shoulders as he sniffled against your shoulder. You found yourself having to blink tears out of your eyes. Pulling away a few seconds later, you wiped away a stray tear trickling down your little girl’s cheek.

“Honey, you can’t just walk away from me like that,” You murmured shakily, “I was so worried.” 

“‘M sorry, mommy,” She sighed in a small voice, lower lip wobbling. Your heart clenched at how upset she was, and you put your hand on her cheek to calm her down. “Wanted t’go look at the toys. But I didn’t see you ‘nymore after.”

You sighed, pursing your lips. “I’m so glad you’re safe. How did you find your way to the desk?”

Annie turned her head, wide eyes fixing on the man in the oversized hoodie. Dark, frizzy curls paired with eyes of the same color, warm and welcoming, watching your interaction with his elbow propped up against the desk. “He helped me. Showed me where t’go.”

Your eyes met the man’s, and you stood slowly, holding onto Annie’s hand. You made your way over to him, flashing him a small friendly smile. “Annie says you helped her find her way here? I can’t thank you enough. I was this close to losing my mind.” 

He let out a quiet laugh, nodding sympathetically. “I can imagine,” He replied, revealing a deep Australian accent, “I remember when I was a kid, my little sister got lost at the supermarket. My mum just ‘bout went nuts looking for her, and she was only missing for like five minutes. When I saw your daughter all alone, I got this horrible feeling, and I remembered my mum… I couldn’t just leave her there, y’know?”

You laughed. “Kids,” You sighed warmly, “You can’t take your eyes off of them, not even for a second. But honestly, thank you, uh, Mr…?”

He smiled, and as your other turbulent emotions began to subside, you realized he was insanely cute, taking note of his rosy, heart-shaped lips and his dimple. “Bang Chan. Uh, but just Chan is fine! Really.”

“Chan,” you repeated, your smile growing. You turned your head to look down at Annie. “And, what do we say to Chan for helping you, Annie? Sweetie...?”

But she didn’t seem to be listening to you. She was too busy gawking at your hand, which was holding onto her little one. You furrowed your brows, eyes falling to where she was looking, before your mouth fell open. 

This was the last thing you were expecting, you thought, as your eyes fell upon the red string tied around your finger, eyes trailing forward, forward, until they made their way to Chan’s index finger, and then even further, meeting Chan’s eyes, which were wide as saucers. Evidently, he hadn’t been expecting this either.

 “Mommy,” Annie said, confused, “That string just showed up out of nowhere. Like magic!” 

It was your turn to not answer now, too in shock, blinking stupidly at Chan, who was doing the same. It felt like an out of body experience, unable to stop your mouth from gaping like a fish, while watching you and this ridiculously charming, handsome-for-absolutely-no-reason man come to the realization that the universe had tied you together, quite literally.

“I-I…” You choked out, unable to speak. Oh my god, you idiot, you thought, say something! Don’t just stare!

“Mommy.” Annie’s free hand was tugging on your long, brown winter coat now, which snapped you out of your idiotic gawking. You looked down at her, and her eyes were glittering with excitement. “The string! ‘S’the one you told me about last week! Th’one that shows up when you meet your… your… snow mate!”

That seemed to truly snap you out of it, for some reason, and you let out a sound somewhere between a cough and a laugh.

“Annie, I think you mean soulmate.”

“Yeah, that!” She started jumping up and down, and your face grew a crooked smile. You looked back at Chan, who was watching the interaction warmly. His eyes met yours when he realized you were looking at him, and he smiled at you in a way that made your heart do an anxious little tap dance, like he had known you for years and wanted to catch up.

In a way, it was true.

“So…” You said, “You said your name was Chan?”

He giggled a little at your breathless tone, and you grinned giddily. You felt like a teenager. It was honestly a bit embarrassing. 

“You wanna get some lunch? My treat.” He sounded insistent, but his eyes were still creased up with his welcoming smile. “I insist.”

“What are the odds?” You asked with a smile, having finished your lunch—some pizza from the mall Chan had insisted on paying for—a few minutes ago, now watching Annie run around over on the indoor playground with some other kids there. Chan was sitting across from you at the table. “The last thing I was expecting was to find you, y’know?”

“I think there was a higher priority on your list of things you needed to find at the moment.”

“Ha, ha,” You deadpanned, “You’re hilarious. Tell another one.”

“Alright, what do you call a—”

“No!” You said with a giggle. “I heard enough earlier when you told me the one about the yakuza and the jacuzzi.”

Chan laughed gleefully, resting his chin on his hand. The string had since disappeared—they disappeared some ten minutes after meeting your soulmate. “But really, it is pretty crazy. I read a few weeks ago that only 3 out of every 10 people actually manage to find their soulmates.”

He didn’t respond but his eyes studied your face, gaze fixated on the bridge of your nose. ���Call me biased,” He murmured, “But you’re very beautiful.”

You looked down, feeling your face heat up. “Thank you. You’re pretty handsome yourself.”

“Ah, thank you.” It was Chan’s turn to smile bashfully, the tips of his ears turning red. He looked down at his hands, which were on the table. A brief silence settled over the both of you, and you pondered over how he had been during lunch, gentle in his questioning but also incredibly sweet whenever Annie said something or asked a question, and how he always looked genuinely interested in what she had to say. 

As a single mom, you never really had time to date. But both times that you given it a try, they didn’t seem to care about Annie or what she had to say. But here, now, Chan had been so happy to explain how he made music when she asked, or let her have the last slice of pizza, and it didn’t come across as disingenuous. It didn’t have the slightly condescending lilt some people put on to talk to younger children. He didn’t speak slowly and loudly, but he was aware that he needed to simplify his language given that she was still a little kid. He took things at her pace, and you could see that Annie warmed up to him instantly. 

Still, you were a little wary.

“Look,” You said softly, eyes turning to the playground, looking for Annie. When you found her, chasing a little boy around, you smiled softly. “I’m really excited to have found you, Chan. It’s something I’ve always wanted but never expected. But… y’know, I’m a mom, above everything else. Ever since she was born, Annie’s been, and always will be my number one priority. I need you to understand that.”

You met his eyes again, and they had turned more serious, attentive to your words. “I totally understand that, Y/N. I wouldn’t want to come between you and her, and I don’t expect you to drop everything for me. Especially if it involves Annie.”

“Thank you,” You answered softly, nodding. “It’s hard for her. Her dad and I broke up a few months after she was born, and she sees him maybe once or twice a year. She’s in such an important age for her development, and needs me just as much as I need her, y’know?”

He nodded again, humming in accordance. “Of course. I’m totally willing to wait if you’re not ready yet, or if you want to set certain boundaries for her wellbeing... Whatever you feel is best for her.”

Slowly, his hand made its way to rest on top of yours. He was almost cautious about it, brushing his fingers gently against your knuckles. “You really made my day.” His voice was warm, eyes full of mirth. You smiled. “You made mine too. Because I found my soulmate and you stopped me from having a heart attack by saving the day and finding Annie. I’m never gonna thank you enough for that.”

He laughed. “I’m glad I was able to help. It led me to you.”

Lowering your head as your heart skipped a beat, you looked at his hand on yours, then at Annie, and finally back at him. A rosebud of hope began to bloom in your chest.

Seeing his dimples as his eyes shone, you had a solid feeling it wouldn’t ever wilt.

taglist: @decembermoonskz​ 

[ofmermaidstories]

I have been rereading something(just like this) and i cant help but relate to the reader in her dry humor and dry remarks. Sometimes I forget that I am like that too until I read someone like this and think wow they sound really cold....oh wait ✋😅im like tht too lmaooo.

I just wanted to know when you think of main character x readers hoe do you come up with their personalities like for the surrender whenever you're ready bakugou x reader story? She is kinda soft and more chill than this reader deku x reader??

💗i love your writings and I cant wait for the new chapt👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻i know its going to be great!!! And your doing a great job*sendings mermaid 🤗hugs🧜🏻‍♀️💗

mermaid hugs!!!!! 🥺🧜🏽‍♀️💕 HI, hello wolf. 🥺 LOL, i have to say, i think our something Reader has definitely been the one that people have said they relate to the most??? (i mean, i’ve only written three so far so LOL) but i’m actually kind of super glad of it, because when I was writing the first chapter i was like, oh no, people are going to HATE this Reader sdfljkjsdfkljsdlfkjsd. And yet I still wrote it that way…. so what does that say about me LMAO.

honestly???? the reasons surrender’s Reader and something’s Reader are different have everything to do with their romantic leads, and i guess my own preferences/favourite tropes??? like, i love Bakugou, i love that angry, ridiculous gremlin so much — and i want him to be loved???? i want him to have someone who is chill and soft and who is equipped to deal with that taciturn bastard; who finds the things they need in him.

and Izuku — he’s such a sweetheart. in real life, i would be like, “please settle for a nice girl who will treat you well” ala Uraraka, but since this is fanfiction and i write self-inserts i was like NO,,,, i want him to end up with someone who will pick on him LOL. i am a firm believer in bullying deku forever like the nerd he is, and since bakugou is CLEARLY not up to the task anymore it’s time to roll out the self-inserts dkfjlsdjfdl. (a friend, who i keep arguing with over BNHA, pointed out i was basically writing a BakuDeku fic and honestly it almost made me quit writing forever LMFAO — not because i don’t like BakuDeku, but because i was like, am i??? am i???? because if i am then i might as well just write a BakuDeku, instead of just… straight-washing it??? LOL kldsjflksdjfklsdjflksdjflkdsjfsldk omg. the horror i feel about this, you guys have no idea!!! i refused to talk to that mate of mine for the rest of the night when he dropped that LMAO. anyways,,,,, we’ll ignore it for now because i am 30k words in too deep dskfjldkfjdlkfkjdlkfj so we’re getting to that finish line no matter what!!!!)

anyways, yeah, so basically i just… think about how i’d like to treat these characters we love, what would make a good story, and consider what kind of tropes i like and let it dictate the personalities of our Readers!!!

thank-you for popping by, wolfie. 🥺💌🌷 i am writing chapter 3 and i promise i will try and write faster dsjfkljsdfkljsdfkjfsdkjdfs

[lostinmirkwood]

Gendrya Kinktober Day 12- Phone Sex

Find on AO3 here.

It started with a picture. 

Arry (9:08am): I have to say, my tits look fantastic in this top today. I needed someone to admire them. 😈

Gendry had to agree, they did look fantastic. She’d taken a timed picture showing just her shoulders and chest with her folded arms resting on her desk just under her tits. As he was typing a response another message came through. Same angle, same position, but two buttons undone, a hint of her lacy red bra peeking out of her navy shirt.

Gendry (9:10am): Dammit Arya. I have a presentation in 20 minutes!

Arry (9:10am): 😘 Good luck!

Gendry shook his head and tried to refocus on his notes for the client presentation he was about to lead. It was for a sustainable and affordable housing complex near the city center that had been a passion project of his for the past six months and he knew he needed to wow the investors.

His phone buzzed again just before he entered the boardroom. The message made him smile and gave him a final boost of confidence for his presentation before he turned off his phone.

Arry (9:25am): I love you, you’ll knock them dead!

---

The presentation had gone off without a hitch. The investors were excited about his designs and the city had greenlit the plans to go ahead with only a few minor tweaks to the design. After a celebratory lunch with his team Gendry turned his phone on back in his office. It buzzed several times as it powered on and he was unsurprised by the slew of texts that waited for him.

The Starks 🐺 (7 messages)

Arry (3 messages)

Hot Pie (10:30am): Sry 4 the late text, had dough tht needed attn. Good luck mate!

Davos (9:45am): Marya and I send our love lad, you’ll do just fine. You know what you’re about.

He shot off quick replies to Hot Pie and Davos thanking them and summarizing the meeting before scrolling through the Stark group chat quickly. Rickon had sent a meme about being the youngest child that had his older siblings up in arms. He shook his head at their antics. They might never stop talking to each other but he was pleased that he was included in their group chat. With some trepidation he opened Arya’s messages.

Arry (10:47am): Let me know how it goes when you’re done!

Arry (11:51am): You know… we should celebrate when your proposal is approved. With me naked and bent over your desk. Could be fun 😉

Gendry gulped, the next message was another picture.

Arry (1:10pm): Thinking about you taking me in your office. 😘

She must have locked herself in her office and drawn her blinds. She was angled against her desk, shirt unbuttoned again. This time her hand was at the cup of her bra, nearly revealing one of her deliciously pink nipples to the camera. She’d also managed to hike her skirt up enough to reveal her creamy thighs and the lacy tops of her stockings. Gendry groaned, his cock filling in his slacks, pressing uncomfortable against his zipper as he sat in his desk chair.

Gendry (1:34pm): ARRY. 

 Gendry (1:34pm): Have mercy on me woman.

Gendry (1:35pm): Also thanks for your support love. The plans were fully approved by both the city and the investors pending a few small design changes.

Arry (1:36pm): That’s wonderful Gendry! I’m so proud of you!

Arry (1:36pm): So, about that celebration?

Gendry (1:36pm): You won’t be able to stay quiet for what I want to do with you tonight. We’ll have to save that for the holiday party.

Arry (1:37pm): Oh? Do share.

Gendry (1:39pm): Tonight? Tonight I want to strip you out of your work clothes, but you’ll keep your bra, stockings, and heels on. I want to get on my knees before you and eat my fill from your cunt with your legs around my ears. 

Arry (1:39pm): I like the sound of that. But why am I keeping my bra on?

Gendry (1:40pm): Because I said so. 

Arry (1:40pm): Yes sir.

Gendry (1:42pm): Once you’ve come for me on my mouth I’m going to slide a finger in and begin to work you. I want you to take all three but I’ll work you up to that. Feel them pressing on that spot inside you that only I have found. It’s mine Arya. 

Gendry (1:42pm): I’ll use my free hand to fondle your tits through that red lacy bra. They’ll be sensitive and the lace will be driving you crazy. When you’re dripping down your thighs…

Arry (1:43pm): Can I come on your hand? Please Gendry, let me come with your fingers deep inside me.

Gendry (1:44pm): No love. You’re not coming again until I tell you to. 

Arya gasps in her office. She’s glad she’s been left to herself today to work on quarterly reports. She shifts in her chair, trying to relieve some of the ache building between her thighs. She wonders if she can manage to get herself off quickly and quietly enough after this when her phone buzzes again.

Gendry (1:45pm): When you're dripping down your thighs I’ll throw you on the bed and bring those stocking-clad legs up to my shoulders. I want to take you deep, Arya. This is why you’re keeping your bra on. 

Gendry (1:46pm): Because when I start to fuck you I want to fuck you hard and long until your tits come out of that red lace. I want you screaming around my cock and begging for release. Once I’ve fucked them free then, and only then, are you allowed to cum. 

Gendry (1:47pm): Now love, this isn’t entirely about me. I want you to tell me about where you want me to come. Do you want me to pull out and come all over those lovely tits and that sinful bra? Do you want me to cover your pretty swollen clit? Do you want me to roll you over and come all over that lovely arse of yours?

Arry (1:48pm): Inside me Gendry. Please come inside me. I want to feel your release deep inside me and feel it dripping out of me. I love it when you make a mess of me.

Gendry (1:49pm): Good girl. I’ll come inside you and spread it over your thighs as it slides out of you. I want you to smell like me.

Another picture message comes through from Arya. It’s looking down at her lap as she sits in her desk chair. Her shirt is unbuttoned slightly, showing a lovely flush over her chest. Her skirt is hiked up to her waist and her hand is sliding towards the black lacy knickers he knows she’s wearing from kissing her good-bye as she was getting ready this morning.

Arry (1:49pm): Gods Gendry. Can I come now? Please? I want you so bad, I’m so wet.

Gendry (1:50pm): No Arry. You have to keep your hands to yourself the rest of today. I told you, you’ll only come when I say you can.

Gendry (1:51pm): Be a good girl and don’t touch yourself. That means no rubbing yourself on your chair using those lacy knickers for friction. No teasing your nipples as you rebutton your shirt. No putting your phone between your legs and calling from your desk for the vibrations. Nothing. I want you dripping when you get home.

Arya mutters a few choice swears under her breath as she does as he says and fixes her shirt and straightens her skirt. She knows she could get off in a minute with how worked up his words have her but how commanding Gendry was and the anticipation make her follow his instructions.

Arry (1:53pm): Yes dear. I’ll wait like you want me to. 😩

Gendry (1:54pm): Good. Now get back to work you naughty girl, I know you have reports to write. I’ll see you tonight 😉

Arry (1:54pm): Love you!

Gendry (1:54pm): Love you too Arry. Always will.

How Arya manages to get through the rest of her day she isn’t really sure. It passes in a lust filled haze as she rereads Gendry’s plan for the night every hour or so. She’s not sure why she’s torturing herself but she knows the pay-off for tonight promises to be more than worth it. 

As she’s on the train home with her headphones in her phone buzzes again in her hand. Glancing down she realizes that Gendry is calling her. Her stomach tightens as she picks up. Not wanting to be that person on the crowded train she quietly says, “Hello Gendry, is everything alright? I’m three stops from ours, do I need to pick something up?”

Gendry sighs down the line, “No love, just wanted to hear your voice. And for you to hear this.”

Arya smiles for a moment before she registers what she’s hearing. On the other end of the call is the slick sound of flesh on flesh, confusedly she asks, “Gendry? What are you...? But, I’m almost home!”

“I know Arry. I told you I wanted you dripping, so I’m making sure you are.”

Hanging up is the last thing on Arya’s mind as she listens to Gendry moan and sigh as he works himself over, getting himself off while she’s on the phone with him, surrounded by her fellow commuters that (hopefully) have no idea what’s happening in her earbuds right now. She’s trying to keep her blush from spreading over her cheeks and her skirt prevents her from crossing her legs to try to relieve the growing pressure. She loses the battle with her blush when he starts gasping her name as he gets close to coming. She nearly misses her stop listening to him, only catching she’s at her platform when the woman sitting next to her nudges her to move so she can also get off. 

Arya stumbles slightly as she gets off the train. Gendry had just growled her name and sighed in her ears and she almost stepped into the gap between the train and the platform. She stutters out, “Did you just?”

“Yeah,” comes his panted reply.

“Well I just got off the train. I’ll be home shortly. Asshole.”

Gendry chuckles, “You did that to me Arry. I said I wanted you ready and I bet you are,” she is, but she doesn’t want to give him any more satisfaction, knowing he’ll get plenty tonight. “I bet your knickers are soaked again for me. Don’t worry, you’ll more than get yours. I wanted to make sure you’d get it.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Still bloody unfair with so many people around though.”

“That was half the fun. Love you, Arry. I’ll see you soon.”

“Love you too. I’ll see you in a few.” She hung up the phone and picked up her pace down the street. Gendry was waiting for her.

[usopp-writes]

Late night comfort

You tossed yourself arund in your bed, trying to be as quiet as possible, so you wouldn’t wake up your bunk mates. The noises weren’t that uncommon, but you didn’t want them to lack sleep either, as cranky pirates weren’t funny to be around.

A silent sigh left you, as you couldn’t find sleep coming to you. Looking at the watch, you goraned silently. 2 a.m. Yu’ve been trying to sleep for three freaking hours now. With a small sigh, you sat up and swung your legs over the edge of your bunk. Luckily you’d insited on getting the bottom bunk and therefor you couls slid into your clothes rather quietly.

The door cracked lightly, but you tried to be as silent as possible. You had your shoes in your hand, as you left the room and you kept them in your hand, until you had left the hall with the sleeping quarters. Firs then did you slip them on and made your way tot he mess hall. If you were lucky, there would be something to snack on. You debated with yourself whether you should get sme coffee and join the night watch.

The ship felt oddly empty, as you walked through the hallways. Gone was the normally buzzing noises and you didn’t meet anyone on your way. Even so, you did like the peace and decided to get some coffee, but not to help watching over the others. You could go into the library and either read or see if there were some paperwork that needed to be done. Or you could do inventory or something productive.

Yes. You wuldn’t use this insomnia to do something for yourself, you could find another time for that. Being selfish wasn’t really you and you would rather help your family or do something for them, than taking time for yourself.

You didn’t stop to think what could cause your insomnia or that you should see if ne of the nurses or doctors were still up, so they could help you. It wasn’t the first time you couldn’t sleep, so you didn’t thikn it to beunusual.

As you entered the mess hall, the large empty room felt slight frigthening and you went to grab a mug and headed to the small table with the coffee. Quickly you got what you came from and went to get some fresh air, so you could wake up more.

You’d barely left the mess hall, when you almost ran into Blenheim, the 9th division commander, who was in charge of tonights watchmen. It wasn’t often the commanders stayed up, but a few did, as they saw their chance to do some paperwork in peace.

Giving him a wague excuse and tired smile, you tried to get away, but his words stopped you and you turned to look at him.

“Why don’t you keep me company, y/n? You look like you could use company and not solitude.” His voice was soft, a contrast to his light rough appearance.It was even softer than usual, you could hear him care about you and your wellbeing. However, you could also hear him worry and you should have known that your insomnia wouldn’t go unticed by the commanders. It was a miracle that Marco hadn’t called you in for a check and to talk about it.

“If it isn’t too much trouble.” You mumbled and followed him to the office near the kitchen. You’d never been in this room, but you knew it was mostly used by the commanders to go trough paperworks and inventory lists. Thatch, Fossa, Marco, Izo and Blenheim were the ones using it the most, from your observation.

You sat down, placing the cup onto the desk, waiting form him to do or say something. The silence suddenly felt overwhelming and you partly wish you were still in bed, sleeping soundly, but yu knew that you couldn’t sleep. His eyes rested shortly at you and you saw the worries and care in them, making you squirm a little.

It was still a little unusual for you to receive care and love like this. You hadn’t been part of this family for more than a few months and everything still felt new, but you loved to have a family and a place to call home. It was the best feeling you had ever had. Growing up, you’d been first tossed between family members, but when you were 8, none cared enough to take care of you and you’d been left on your own.

“Y/n. Do you know why you can’t sleep?” Blehaim’s voice brought yu out of your thoughts and memories of the harsh and cold childhood of yours. You looked up and into his eyes, while you lightly shook your head. You’d tried to figure out why you couldn’t sleep, but couldn’t.

He nodded thughtfully, before smiling lightly. “I remember that feeling all too well. Everything is so new. A new bed, a new room, a new space to be and most important, new people, all with their own weird habits and routine. My mind was overfloaded with inputs that I didn’t cnciously registered. And back then, this crew was way smaller than it is now.”

You blinked. Was that the reason why you couldn’t find peace most of the time and sleep? You frowned, trying to figure out if that could be it, but you ended up shrugging, not sure. However, it could be. Your whole world was turned upside down in a heartbeat when you first saw Whitebeard. Instinctively you knew that he was the father your heart had been searching for.

“But I want to be here.” You looked confused.

He chuckled lightly. “So do I and I did that back then too. It has nothin to do with you wanting to be here or not, but simply that you’re getting a lot of new information in such a short period of time. Your mind hadn’t have the chance to settle and adust yet. I think it’ sbecause you are trying too hard to show that you being family wans’t a bad choice.”

He was right. You tried to be the best sibling and helpful, wanting to let everyone know that you truly belonged here. After all, your biggest fear now, was that they thought it was a mistake to ‘adopt’ you and let you become part of the family. Was that the real reason why you couldn’t sleep? You overworked yourself so much that you didn’t confront your fears?

“Listen, we don’t expect you to work as much as you do. You have your duties and when they’re done, we don’t expect you to help out. It’s nice and great you do, but saying no is also okay. Taking time to yourself and spoil yourself is perfectly fine too. What about you and I make a deal?”

“What deal?” His words hit deeper than you thought and you hadn’t expected him to know so much about things you didn’t even knew about before he voiced them. It was a little unsettling, but you reminded yourself tht he was older and had alot more life experiences than you.

Smiling, he leaned forward a little. “You only do your duties for a week, let Izo help you with some selfcare? I want you to learn how to relax, enjoy life and spoil yourself.”

Bliking lightly, you thought about it. Not helping anyone for a week? What would everyone think? They had learned that you were always ready to help. Would they be angry and disappointed if you said no for a whole week? You bit your lips, not really liking the thought ofdisappointing your siblings.

“I ... can’t. What woudl the others think?” You look up at him, beggin him to come with another deal or solution.

“Either that or I command you to do it. Unless you want Marco to get too involved, I suggest you take the deal. Don’t worry, if anyone talks bad about you nt helping, I’ll shut them up. It’s just for a week. You’ll see is passes by in no time and then we talk again.”

A defeated sigh left you and you nodded. It would be hard, but somehow you felt better. Maybe Blenheim had a point. You worked yourself to much to get approved as a sibling, when you deep inside knew that they had accepted you the moment you were introduced as a sibling. It didn’t matter how much you helped out or how little. What mattered was who you were and that you called them family.

“Okay. I take the deal, but you have to help me to say no.” You knew that it was your biggest weakness right now.

“Deal.” He held his hand out and you took it. A deal were made and while you didn’t like it, it somehow also felt like a burden was lifted from your shoulders and you suddenly felt tired. A yawn escaped your lips and you felt your eyelids getting heavier. Sleeping suddenly souded much betterthan anything.

With a tired thanks and good night, you headed back to your bed. You fell asleep almost as soon as your head hit your pillow. With the feeling of being loved for who you were and not what you did filling your heart and mind.

[judehayward]

lady gaga voice slowly fadin in: ju-Das juda-ah-ah… this depressed goblin bastard is honestly my fav male muse like i dnt typically stick w male muses tht long i struggle bt................. i’ve played him the longest of them all n always seem to return to him. jst cnt stay away. way 2 attached to this absurd little man. it’s nai btw!!!! (josefine on the main). launches right in to jude’s intro without further adieu..... (u can also find his playlist here) 🧙‍🎨

「douglas booth & cis-male」⇾ hayward , jude, the senior radcliffe student’s records show that he is a pisces and 23 years old. he is studying ART, living in moris and can be protective, laidback, nonsensical & apathetic. when i see him i am reminded of wearing a faded smiley face sticker on your forehead while receiving a serious lecture, saying “fuck off” to inanimate objects, lead marbles instead of eyes. ⇽「nai & 23 & gmt & she/her.」

he pinterest:

me in the voice of a card magician performing on the street: round up round up pick a pinterest any pinterest!

ta-da it’s aesthetics:

lead marbles instead of eyes, a stolen hearse careening down the wrong lane, wearing a faded smiley face sticker on your forehead while receiving a serious lecture, bags under the eyes that are so big they could pack enough clothes for a three week vacation, a cigarette wobbling from your bottom lip as you squint against the sunlight, passing out on a stranger’s rooftop, placing sunglasses over the eyes of a biology lab skeleton, gangling around the place like shaggy minus his scooby snacks, saying “fuck off” to inanimate objects

about tha Bitch:

born in sheffield in england, bt they went back and forth between there n san fran a lot

jude was an unhappy accident. his parents never rly used protection bc they were super Liberal n Au Naturel n believed in the pull out method bc… they were maniacs. bt then the ONE time they used a condom in an effort to b safety conscious it broke n hence…. jude was born

they just kind of ran w it bc they had such a passionate relationship tht they were like What The Hell…. may as well! itll be fine we’ll learn to be good parents n love him like normal ppl do

spoiler alert: tht didn’t work out

they were ok to him like they weren’t fully Bad bt they just found him to be a massive burden n hindrance to their plans. pretty absent n irresponsible. they literally….. had sex all day every day n acted like a pair of teenagers. it ws a super weird environment for a kid to grow up in bc he literally had no role models or… guidance or…. anything rly. occasionally they’d joke around w him or pretend they properly knew what grade he was going into but for the most part they just Didn’t Care the way parents shd. they lost his birth certificate n dnt remember what they put as his middle name so he’s jst kind of like hmmmm............. n gives himself a diff one every time ppl ask. past variations hv included: jude pauly hayward, jude maureen hayward, jude van winkle hayward. says all of these w a very straight face

despite this he does hv some nice memories w them. usually he definitely sees them fr holidays. frm being rly young their christmas tradition hs been to get a bunch of chinese food like a Banquet Feast n spend all day smoking n drinking into the early hours. perhaps not the healthiest or most responsible bt 😔 jude rly likes it it’s kind of the one time of yr he feels he has a proper family

they r both suuuuper into the arts. rly good sculptors bt they paint too n they actually own a successful gallery in sheffield n san fran

(trauma tw) as a result he grew up around a lot of creative n sometimes pretentious ppl. the friends of his parents were more present in his life than his ACTUAL parents bc they were always jetting off to diff countries to scout out new pieces fr their galleries n just have a gd time in beautiful places without…. the annoyance tht ws being responsible n looking after someone. tbh some of his parents friends were rly damaging too bt….i won’t go into that just yet. it doesn’t rly…need properly explaining bc jude never talks abt it anyway n it….is rather triggering so i’ll jst….leav it for now tbh. basically they just were Not Nice n jude had a lot of bad memories he keeps repressed bt he also??? has some gd ones..... it was a strange environment bt he’s a survivor

(death n grief tw) he hd to do community service bc he kind of… hd a bit of a breakdown before the funeral of his elderly neighbour who bsically raised him bc her kids rly didnt care abt her they jst wanted her inheritance?? so he… stole the hearse w her casket still in it n ws jst like… drivin around the place sort of… tryin nt to cry…..KJJFHSFKJGHKFG i mean. it isnt funny its actually sad bt :/ in a very bizarre n jude way. he gt caught n taken in fr questioning bt her son kind of realised hw… broken up abt her death jude ws n had a heart n didnt press charges. regardless he stil hd to do community service bc it ws like taken seriously even tho it ws his first proper offence. doin it rly exhausted n depressed him so when he wsnt doin tht he ws just hibernatin in his room……. this ws like 4 months ago nw............ just some fun lore fr u all

bc of how he ws raised he has a p cultured taste. he luvs classic lit n p much anything artsy. he can play piano 2 n sometimes gets rly high n thinks he’s mozart level gd at composing he’s jst going fking wild on the keys in a trance...... i mean he’s gd bt… chill

he’s rly sarcastic n so deadpan like he’ll say smthn completely ridiculous bt he’ll say it w his whole chest so sincere.... it’s rly hard to tell when he’s joking or serious honestly. has an overflowing secret sketchbook n if he cares abt someone he’ll probably secretly draw them. does NOT share these drawings w the person he hates being openly sentimental. at heart he is jst a very Sad Boy w lots of repressed issues like depression genuinely just does NAT giv him a single break bt he plasters over this w wise cracks n never discusses his emotions ever. he’s actually p decent or at least tries to b. he’s kind of like tht bit in superbad where michael cera gets rly drunk n makes a toast to women like tht energy...........

he has rly bad insomnia so he like never sleeps idk how he’s Alive straight up. please go to bed sir............. he always has rly sleepy eyes n rubs them tiredly mid conversation. he smokes a lot of weed to try n compensate fr this n make him tired bt he still struggles a lot

ANYWAY that aside he’s at radcliffe doing art, focusing on fine art like painting is............... the thing he luvs most...... his style is kind of.......... taking normal things n painting w surreal colours.... he likes A LOT of colour in his paintings which is kind of a stark contrast to his personality bc his world’s so.... washed out n grey............ lovs art n philosophy n literature n photography n music.... 

ummMMMMmm honestly idk i’m blankin on what else to say. ull find him smoking weed reading an american classic or gnawing at his thumbnail n getting charcoal smudges on all his clothes. wandering the streets in plaid pj bottoms n dr martens eating frm a cereal box without care in the world. he’s p broody n scruffy n he’s mostly here fr a laidback time....... doesn’t rly like when ppl take themselves too seriously........ likes strange ppl thinks the world is mde richer by them n likes when ppl can jst bounce back jokes at him without being like erm. u dont make sense mate. bc frankly he can come up w some strange stuff sometimes.............. talking to him cn b like navigating a dark n bendy road without a flashlight....... 

(drugs tw) once did shrooms n woke up naked in the woods curled up in a pile of leaves. to this day he recounts this as his werewolf transformation. hs no idea hw he ended up there n when ppl r like are u not. concerned jude. tht is so strange? he jst shrugs like.............. dunno....................... suppose i’m jst a werewolf upon occasion. so casual abt it. jst truly does Not care abt most things at all..... almost to the point tht it’s concerning (sometimes way past the point tht it’s concerning too :/)

this is the desc on an aesthetic i mde of his style once n sums it up well!! ‘additionally: too many pairs of trousers, a hideous amount of white t-shirts all somewhat stained with charcoal, a jumper so thinly knit it almost looks sheer, chipped teale nail varnish, a cream corduroy jacket with a cigarette hole singed onto the cuff, vintage wiry reading glasses he almost never wears, a freshly rolled cigarette behind his ear, a thrifted t-shirt with a warped bart simpson wearing a stethoscope with the caption ‘bard knwos cardiology’ and two crops hacked that way with kitchen scissors that he sometimes wears to paint.‘

EXPERT at rolling spliffs like jst. mkes them so precise n neat....... it’s his super power. his fav thing to smoke frm is banana flavour papers.................... linking 2 this he’s like. bad w emotions bt he does try..... once his friend (maggie) ws sad so he brought her a spliff wrapped in grape flavoured paper bc it’s her fav fruit n jst like. wordlessly gave it to her. it’s the thought tht counts.....

PLOTS!!!!!

plays bass in a band which cld b a fun connection to get together??? i picture the music being like surf rock type like........... mac demarco...... bt he also luvs elliott smith n glass animals n the cure n metronomy n neutral milk hotel n talking heads n radiohead n mazzy star n wolf alice...................... idk jst like.... within tht ballpark i suppose i imagine it being................

mayb ppl he shares classes w?????? i’d like someone tht does a similar course n they hang out tgether when it comes to trips fr the module to museums or exhibits or wtever................ they both stand in front of paintings analysing it rly wrong n saying stuff like hmmmmmmmmm....... i do declare i see a, uh..... large phallus protruding from the centre of this image...... moves something in me.......... n some elderly person looking at it besides them is like Ergh. sickened n disgraced. leaves w a brow severely furrowed

someone he smokes w on the moris rooftop late at night when he cnt sleep??? mayb they’re up n cnt sleep either fr whtever reason n it’s become an unspoken kind of ritual where they always clamber out n find each other there n jst wordlessly keep them company

jude is kind of like. protective almost to a fault sometimes........... mayb some guy he’s punched......................... if they hurt someone he cares abt........... typically it wld hv been a girl he ws kind of like. affected by his first relationship bc she had a bad home situation n ever since jst wnts..... to Protect it’s kind of like an automatic instinct ingrained in him nw 😔 all sounds very noble n well bt sometimes it cn b a bit of an escalation i wnt lie

perhaps a few hook-ups??? jude doesn’t tend to sleep w ppl he rly knows bc he just..... likes it to b an impersonal thing doesn’t like getting attached fr various reasons so mayb they only kno each other via this OR mayb he bent his rules a bit..... cld either work seamlessly or hv added drama if one side hs mre feelings or whtever

currently living in moris w 2 roommates bt i’d love some neighbours perhaps..... mayb someone tht lives directly nxt door to his room n is like ://// bc he plays music loud n weeds always drifting frm his window n mking their room smell if theirs is open too................. or mayb they get on..... mayb there’s a rly mean seagull tht lands on a branch n poos on pedestrians n they both commentate on it frm their windows like david attenborough...... they’re like he’s at it again. they’ve named him n everything

HONESTLY anything if u have an idea hmu i’d love 2 hear it.......... rubs my hands tgether in excitement to plot up a storm w u all