#depression is also a bithc but we out here

[emperor-palpaminty]

kiss prompt 20 with Wolffe. This prompt was MADE for him. Like reader smothers him with affection and kisses and he just MELTS into reader. I’m currently crying after thinking about a scenario I made myself

SOMEONE GIVE THIS MAN A KISS. GN reader with Wolfe! Just all around softness and cuddling and hanging out

20- Kiss on a scar

Kisses found here!

"Darling."

The weight shifted into him, and there was a soft sound from his cuddling partner. The couch was soft and warm and comfortable, so he couldn't blame them for their reluctance to move. "Darling, we need to get up."

"No." They mumbled. The word was caught in the fabric of his shirt, soft and cottony against him, and they snuggled further into their commander. Even now he smelled the detergent from days ago. It was floral and light, but the scent settled lazily around them. Not that the rest wasn't deserved- they had both worked hard and were finally taking the break.

Still, Wolffe was used to routine. "Darling," He said again, a bit more firmly. "We need to-"

A whine interrupted. Arms wrapped around his neck sweetly, and he felt the face he adored press into his cheek. Lips pressed the jagged line of flesh on his face, gently, with an affection that broke him. "We need to stay together. And cuddle."

"It's good to move."

"It's good to rest, too." They pecked his face again, before nestling against him. They threw one leg over his hip, trapping him, and pressed their lips to his cheek again.

He stilled. Thoughts of leaving vanished as they fell asleep again, breathing becoming soft and steady. The kisses stopped, but those soft lips stayed against his face. Wolffe paused breathing for a moment. Perhaps if he inhaled too deeply, they would wake up-

They shifted. Wolffe's head darted down to them, and eventually their creased brows eased. He sighed and laid back, fully, hands resting on the warmth of their back.

Routines could wait. This, however- it could not.

#commander wolffe #commander wolffe x reader #sw #star wars comander wolffe #wolffe x reader #wolffe x you #star wars wolffe #star wars reader insert #clone wars reader insert #i have been SLAMMED with work and illness i apologize #i promise i am thinking of good shit #depression is also a bithc but we out here

[ladybugkisses]

I love her so much!!I wanna know about all her relationships!! She seems very well fleshed out

AAA THANK YOUUU ! !! 💕💞💕

let me try and talk about Those now then (gonna keep stuff a bit brief so this doesn't turn into a very long post + because we don't actually know all that much about the characters yet (i might still throw in some headcanon based stuff though lmao))

Alastor

they met in 1927, he was a regular at the diner she worked at

yes she listened to his show on the radio but in the previous >post< i mentioned how she sucks at processing audio/audio recognition so she didn’t recognize him at all lmao eVERY BASTARD ON THE RADIO SOUNDS THE SAME

they started bonding over the fact they were both Single And Not Interested In Mingling, Love Is For Fools

fastforward almost a year they start thinking “well shit if i wanna spend the rest of my life with someone it’s with you” and start dating, oops

fastforward a few years and a little funny fun fact is my sona reveals to be a messed up bithc before he gets the chance to do it first

“hey alastor uhhh you wouldn’t happen to know how to hide a body, would ya” (would like to add this is the first and only murder she commits and it was a case of self-defense turned into going overboard with it)

couples that kill together stick together :^)

fastforward more years. he dies. she dies nearly a year later. a few months after being in hell they reunite and she breaks things off with him LMAO now we can start a nearly-a-century-long case of Will They Won’t They

also known as what i want to think niffty would later name it The Cycle Of Stupidity where we’re good friends > uh oh we end up getting too close > awkward > keeping our distance now > nevermind we’re good friends again > uh oH W

the amount of slip-ups these two have that they end up sweeping under a rug infuriates me and i’m the one writing this, hi

things get a bit more complicated when my sona starts to work for neøn in the 2000s though because they’re said to not treat their employees well and it makes alastor’s overprotective nonsense shoot through the damn roof and i don’t much appreciate that. sir i can take care of myself

most of the years before that were dealt with a lot of stubborn pride, bad timing and fears. now they just think they wouldn’t work anymore while still insisting to have each other in their afterlives somehow, even if the amount of time they go without seeing each other seems to be getting longer

anyway fastforward to the present AKA the pilot- they 100% believe they’re over each other. spoilers: they’re fukcing NOT and good god are they emotionally constipated/stupid about it

there’s so much left to say but i want to show it in art form rather than here so hey i hope y’all got the very extremely basic idea of the timeline for now gdskgsks

Rosie

of course alastor would introduce my sona to rosie. OF COURSE

should probably mention this is going off the assumption that alastor would know rosie pretty early in his death (if this ends up being wrong i’ll rewrite it a bit, it’s fine lmao)

anyway, he didn’t like the shitty job my sona had and thought rosie could offer her something. BOOM new gardener if rosie doesn’t end up having a big garden and a manor i’m sueing, c’mon. look at her. look at her name

my sona was kinda scared of her at first ngl, but got over it pretty quick. like. in the span of an hour

i’d like to think that, while mostly work related at first, our relationship becomes an actual friendship

she’s actually probably a bit motherly towards me. and i believe in rosie being taller than alastor supremacy so that’d make me TINY to her and she ends up petnaming me “rosebud” and “little dove” (y’all remember when i said alastor and i have a bunch of slip-ups? that last petname is related to one of them lmao)

she sure knows how to keep a secret!

doesn’t much appreciate how often alastor seems to visit her just so he can see me, but she also can’t help but find it kinda endearing i guess? ??

we stay in touch even after i stop working for her. it’s all good! but boy is my sona glad to be out of the cannibal colony more often gdsGDSKN

Niffty

going off the assumption niffty knew alastor early in her death, we meet sometime in the 50s

alastor introduces us by getting her to help me clean my apartment after staying way too long in a depressive state. which i don’t appreciate like No i don’t care that it’s somehow part of the deal she made with you. ALSO I DON’T NEED A NEW BABYSITTER-

she’s at least enthuasiastic about it i guess?? he also has her check on me for a while. and she insists on coming because thinking about the mess will drive her crazier

also she’s so nosy about me and alastor gsdkngs she’s invested

all that made us develop a very genuine friendship tho!! ! dare i say she’s one of my best friends!

she was also the one to introduce me to more modern stuff (50s stuff at least) and the reason my sona likes 50s fashion a lot in the first place lmao- it’s the start of my sona’s path to keeping up with the times i suppose

it’s also thanks to her that my sona finds a new job- it’s in retail but oh well we’re already in hell

i’ve listened to hairspray’s “welcome to the 60s” and twisted it enough in my brain for it to be about niffty showing my sona around the 50s themed side of hell after she’s been cooped up in her apartment for too long one too many times

i was very excited to find out i’d be working alongside her and husk at the hotel! but-

-more on that in (Part 2)

#because this turned out much longer than i thought it would oops good thing i got another ask about this haha sEE YA THERE #asks #anonymous #hc tag #no pictures this time oR ELSE

[ebiyoru]

second of january, 0102

woke up empty.

met tine and nives @ rob around 2 pm (saw lester on the way to rob) 

ate at bonchon with them.

forgot to give the red ribbon i bought for nives.

> decided to go back home.

drove ate bot jai nash back home.

stopped by starbucks on the way home.

met coach ichan.

the happy tomato i was.

hello.

i know, i’m really bad at maintaining this. maintaining anything. but hey, here i am, 7 days after, trying to relive the best moments i had for this blog’s day, with my oh-so-reliable short term memory.

i’ll try to remember. i swear i will.

so this is the day after the grand moving, right? well, the last day i was so drained and can barely even think so i plopped on the cushion right away. i woke up hours later to eat and watch a movie (Split; tldr it was a nice movie and p.s i watched it while looking at my phone for subs). my mom wasn’t with us that night. she stayed with my dad as they knew more about each others’ real feelings. i knew she was contemplating everything at that point. in the early morning, around sunrise, i can hear my mom and elder sister talking in the adjacent room. i was not in my right senses to listen intently in whatever topic they have, so i just unconsciously listened to their voices and slept some more.

so when i woke up the next morning, maybe around 9:00 a.m??, i stayed for a bit on the cushion, checking twitter updates on my phone because what else can a depressed and drained young adult do in these kinds of situation? later on, i found out my sister’s boyfriend is still with us. then i remember he didn’t have any work that day since it is a government holiday. and my younger sister is still beside me, sleeping.

i finally had the motivation to get up and wash myself when i remembered my plan in the afternoon with my close friend whom i haven’t seen for so long. i stayed inside the bathroom for an hour and so while scrolling through my twitter feed because again, i’m depressed and drained.

i....strangely found comfort in the groups i stan. it’s like they’re in a world free of all the drama, free of all these problems. with all the happy moments they’re showing on screen, it seems like they have a carefree life. it’s strangely comforting to think that such a world exists, although i know what they have off-screen might be the total opposite.

later on, my mom arrived at the apartment the moment i stepped out of the bathroom (apparently, they went to the market; “they” implying my mom went with my dad). i get dressed and prepped myself for my meeting. later on, i can hear ate bot, my mom and kuya adrian talking in the living room about my dad.

my mom feels sympathy towards my father who needs help. even after all the horrible things my dad has done, there’s no denying he’s still our family. we are the ones who can help him through this. through everything. ate bot and kuya adrian understands this as well, and they genuinely comfort my mom. 

for me, i’ve always seen my dad as someone who wants to be seen as a tough man, even though he really wanted to be a fun and reachable dad. he basically is someone who is bad at expressing himself. i myself believes he almost has no control on how he handles his emotions, and i’ve been patient with him as much as i can. but i know i’m also guilty of not properly conveying my thoughts to him. of not talking to him most of the time. and how much i thought i hated him when the worst of these past few days showed his worst sides.

but hearing their conversation brought back my beliefs on how my dad probably thinks. i’ve been in those tough times too, and it sucks. when a demon resides in your brain, sometimes all you can do is surrender. 

but in this case, we can be that helping hand to him. we can be someone who can shoo away the demon, who can keep our hold tight on his arm and get him away of that darkness.

so after that, i walked to the station with kuya adrian. he’s off to fetch my sister because apparently, she had an ulcer attack at work and needed to go home earlier. when i got off the jeepney and was walking to the overpass, i saw a familiar figure walking towards my direction. his tallness, physique, and face is something that i can never forget, i guess. 

i saw L, and he’s carrying bags in both his hands.

i walked past him and looked at him as i continued walking. he wasn’t looking. though maybe he noticed. 

some time later, i went on to meet tine. i brought my gifts for her and her son. i saw her with nives sitting beside a waffle stall in our local mall. when i saw her, i laughed as much as i can and eventually felt like not a single bad thing is happening to me that day. tine and nives were an instant mood booster that day.

when nives saw me, she immediately showed affection to me, as if he’d known me for so long. i grew attached to him that fast too.

we ate at bonchon and catched up with each other. we were supposed to meet with wayne a few days before but our plan didn’t see the light of day. so we were kinda disappointed. but the whole time, she told me all her worries at that time and i didn’t get a chance to tell mine. or maybe i really just didn’t want to. maybe this is something i can dwell inside of me alone.

i enjoyed my time with the both of them. i have this level of comfort with these close bestfriends of mine that i can’t quite explain. it’s as if we only met yesterday. it’s as if all those years were nothing and we just saw each other again like usual. i love that. i will treasure that.

i also love how nives was comfortable to play with me that day. i’ve only seen him maybe 3 times but that little boy is just really charming and lovable. i kinda thought that maybe i can work in a daycare someday. lol that’s a passing thought that i let pass by the way. 

i want to remember what i noticed are things nives like and dislike: he likes potato fries, cookies, yakult (yogurt drink), sweet drinks, balloon and toys and the color red. he dislikes sauces, any green stuff, meat (because of his still growing teeth), and her mommy going anywhere far from his sight.

he’s also a boy who’s great at making people laugh, he wants to sit on people’s laps and lean, and he likes feeding other people. i can vouch for the last one lol.

moments later, we parted ways and my stupid self forgot to give my other gift to them (the pasalubong bundle i bought from red ribbon so nives can eat them at home).

going back to the apartment, i received messages from my sister asking me if we wanted to go back home. for me, i’m okay with it. i mean, not to come clean or anything, i didn’t even propose anything about this whole moving agenda. i legit didn’t know about this plan not until they started sending screenshots of available apartments on the gc. not until we went there with ate leth and family. so of course, i’m okay with going back home. because i believe to resolve all this, we need to face it with all of our hearts.

after my mom’s long, unfiltered talk with ate bot and kuya a., and the humble approach of my elder sister, we all decided to come back home. if i can call it home after all these. when kuya a. came home with ate jmr that afternoon, and after i came back from my meeting with tine, we drove ate bot and her sons home. lj was also with us.

the long ride was hushed but joyful, with occasional laughter here and there. wonders of how the heck any of these happened. i can feel there’s something that changed, but it’s for a slowly changing and growing family. 

on the way home, we stopped by petron stopover to freshen up a bit. it was an early evening but we still opted to go to starbucks. remembering tine’s pasalubong for me, i took the box of chocolates with me to the cafe. (which later on was almost forgotten on a distant table near the queue, yikes). 

upon entering, and a few strides, i saw a familiar figure in my left peripheral vision. i can sense it. i turned my head and there i saw coach ichan. i was hesitant at first to check if it’s him when he immediately stood up from his seat when he saw me looking at him. remembering it now, i’m quite sure he’s the one who noticed first, and that fluttered my heart.

i was beaming with joy. i can’t believe someone from my childhood, from my early teenage, passionate years, still remembers me and my mom and my sister. i immediately called my mom to show her and he immediately hugged her. he asked me a few questions before returning back to his seat. we then proceeded looking for empty tables and waiting in queue. i was still smiling oh, so loudly. 

later my sister suggested i go take a picture with him. i was shy at first but he’s someone i adored when i was 10/11 so it would be a waste not to have a proof of this day, which at first was the worst to ever wake up to but really refreshing to end. i walked up to their table (he’s with friends) and asked for a picture which he gladly obliged. (we used my sister’s phone). again he asked me some questions, and one of those was “what’s your facebook again?” in which i answered, “oh, don’t worry. we’re already friends, [coach]”. 

“oh, avhi anganangan, right?” 

......i’m//

he.....

        remembered

  my

 last nn

ame 

name

BITHC

i was overwhelmed to know he REALLY remembered me after, what, 10 or so years and even so MY FORKING LAST NAME. that’s a big deal to me. and for it to come from someone in one of the most important parts of my pre-teenage years. 

i...kinda want to ask a few questions to him too. maybe catch up a bit. but he’s with his friends so i hesitated.

after we finished our drinks, we drove to the apartment again. we picked up the things we needed for the night. 

kuya a. asked to be dropped off the first gate. we drove back home after.

dad was waiting. he accepted us. we did too. i guess. though my elder sister was still quite stiff. 

a lot of sorry’s were exchanged. he ruffled my hair.

and it was a rough day. and a rather tiring night.

i just want to remember this as the day i get to see three of the people who made me extremely happy whenever i see them.

[see below for my photo with tine and baby nives also my photo with coach ichan hhhhhhh ]

#i was delighted #i think this will be one of the best days of my 2018 #spec: crush #spec: friends #spec: special #2018:01