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whoahoney · 1 year

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Not the Babysitter Pt 2

Steve Harrington x SingleMom!Reader

A/N: Part 2 of my abandoned Steve Harrington fic! This is actually the fic that got me back into writing last year before I tripped and fell down the massive rabbit hole that is Eddie Munson! Still love me some Stevie boy. 😩🤍

part 1 can be found here

Summary: Reader and Sara are back to rent another video from Steve, will he shoot his shot?

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Steve waited for the following week to come; her rental expiring Monday evening. When Monday morning came, he made sure he had nothing to do in case she came the same time as last week.

And he was right.

Around 9:30, the bell jingled and Steve could hear the hushed conversation between the toddler and mama, who looked just as breathtaking as the first time he saw her.

“Nana’s house??” Y/n asked the child holding her hand. “Yeah!” Sara smiled devilishly.

“We’re gonna have to call Nana first but I imagine we can make it happen.” Y/n said as she picked Sara up to put her on hip. That was when she met Steve’s eyes, and it almost knocked his socks off.

He felt absolutely ridiculous. His heart thudded in his chest and he worried she could see his chest throb with adoration.

“So, how was it?” He asked expectantly.

“The Care Bears never disappoint, what can I say?” She grinned and placed Sara on the counter like last time. “Hello, Sara.” He greeted with a smile, which Sara matched bashfully.

“Hello.” She responded softly before turning back to her mothers shoulder, the action tugging at his heartstrings. “How was your week?” Steve asked, now looking to Y/n who couldn’t help but feel all warm inside that he acknowledged her daughter.

“It’s been busy, but I can’t complain.“ She shrugged.

“—Mommy, down.” Sara kicked her feet. Y/n bit her lip and looked around the store for customers and then how far she would wander and what she would grab—

“She can’t hurt anything in here, really. Nothing customers don’t already.” He assured her.

“Okay, don’t go far, okay?” She helped her off the counter and watched her wander to the kids section.

“Okay.” Sara called without turning back.

Steve smiled, “And how was Sara’s week?” He nodded towards the curly haired girl, his eyes showing genuine interest in the way he looked into her mothers eyes.

Y/n about melted on the spot. “She had a good week! Watched Care Bears about 37 times.” They giggled. “Went to the park, painted some rocks—“ his smiled widened in wonder, “—Added tons to our collection, actually.” She chuckled, looking at her fingers nervously.

“Do you have a lot?” He asked.

Y/n nodded, “Mhm. Some of them are raw cuts we’ve picked up on our travels, or some polished ones you can get at the store.” He nodded, again, waiting for her to keep talking, waiting to ask her about ‘their travels’

“And you?”

“Me? Oh, I don’t have any rocks.”

“No, silly, your week! How was your week?” She giggled at his blushing cheeks.

He tsked at himself, averting his eyes to regain his composure. “Oh, I’m just living the dream, you know? Renting movies and sorting tapes is kinda my passion.” He said leaning forward and propping his elbows on the counter. Y/n chuckled at his joke, his heart soaring at the sound. He couldn’t wait to tell Robin he made her laugh.

“Whatever pays the rent, right?” She shrugged. He nodded, for once setting down the embarrassment he felt surrounding his occupation, and wondered when he could ask what hers was.

Y/n dug around in her purse for the video case and then handed it over to Steve. As he accepted it, he realized again why they were here in the first place. He thanked her and marked it on time in the system. “Is there anything I can help you find today?” He asked, returning to his position at the counter in front of her.

Y/n pursed her lips and sighed, “I could use Dirty Dancing if you have it.”

Steve smiled, “Lemme see if it’s here.” He strolled over to the romance section, leaving her at the desk to watch him walk away in his favorite jeans, which were now her favorite too. He ducked behind a display to scan the shelves and saw the empty place Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey belonged.

“Not there.” He sighed, coming back around the counter and typing away before letting the monitor load. Y/n flashed a patient smile that reminded him of the nagging guilt tucked away in his chest.

An elephant in the room he wasn’t sure if she saw too.

“By the way, I’m sorry… for assuming the other day, I really should’ve known she was yours,” Steve shrugged and ran a nervous hand through his hair, meeting her eyes again with a half hearted smile.

“It was dumb of me, and—“

“It wasn’t dumb, Steve. Everyone does it. I’m either her sister or babysitter, don’t sweat it.” Y/n shrugged, which made Steve feel a lot better. She craned her neck to spy her daughter in a near aisle, sitting down with three movies in front of her. Before Y/n took a step to get her, Steve spoke, “Oh, c’mon, I should’ve thought sister before babysitter, I mean, she looks just like you, she’s gorgeous.” He said without hesitation, glancing over at Sara with a chuckle as she began haphazardly stacking the videos from the bottom shelf as high as she could.

Y/n’s blush burned brightly at the compliment, her incredulous smile making his heart pound in his chest, “But uh, I’d still really like to take you out sometime, if you’re free of any other kind of, uh, committed relationship…” Steve stammered, which Y/n thought was adorable.

“Is that your way of asking if I’m single?” She asked with a sweet smile, cradling her chin in her hands. Steve’s face flushed pink at her direct approach. He nodded, wiping a hand over his face to ground himself. “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m doing.”

“I am very single, yes..” she smiled, his heart soaring at the sight.

Finally, things are going his way.

“but..” Steve’s heart stopped beating for a second before she spoke again. She noticed how his smile faltered, quick to explain herself, “No, no, no, I’d love to go out with you, really, I just don’t have a sitter too often, and I wouldn’t be able to… go out like other girls can.. I wouldn’t want to disappoint either of us, you know?” She said, placing a hand on top of his on the counter reassuringly.

Steve’s heart jump-started at the touch, immediately finding a solution to her problem, “I wouldn’t ever expect you to be able to go out with me like ‘other girls can’, and I love that.” He shrugged, Y/n shooting him a look of confusion in response.

“I want something bigger than what the girls around here want from me.” He sighed, sharing a knowing look with her, “I know you’re not gonna bullshit me, you know?” He could feel the oncoming rambles about to bubble out of him but he didn’t care, “Not to mention you obviously have your priorities in order, you’re caring, and responsible—and-and straightforward! That’s exactly what I want. And another thing—“ He leaned slightly closer for emphasis, “I’d be more than happy to take the both of you out to dinner, any time.” His eye contact unwavering from hers.

“Really?” She whispered. Steve wasted no time before he nodded just as gently, “Yes! There’s so many fun things we could take her to do around here, y’know? The parks beautiful, we could have a lunch there sometime! Or to the pumpkin patch in the… fall.” He cringed at his forward thinking.

Regardless, she smiled, her eyes shiny with speckled stars inside that he placed there with his sweet words and wishes. She nodded in response, placing her hand over his.

“There’s a really good ice cream store opening soon, too.” He shrugged and covered her hand with his other. “But for now, we could grab milkshakes at the diner. Maybe watch a movie some evening? Soon.”

Y/n all but melted at his words that dripped with sincerity. She sighed with a smile and nodded after a moment, a soft “Okay.” shocking Steve to his core. “Really?” He asked as if he’d imagined it.

“Yes, really.” Y/n blushed as the computer screen finished loading the inventory. Steve scrolled down, searching the list until he found Dirty Dancing, which was due back today.

“Just say when.” She said with quiet eagerness watching her daughter saunter over with a movie while Steve looked to her mother with adoration hidden behind his eyes. “I have good news and bad news,” He informed her with pursed lips as he came to lean on the counter again. Y/n sat the tape on the counter with a quirk of the brow.

“The good news, is that I am free for you guys any night this week after 6, but the bad news—” He leaned forward on the counter, “is that Dirty Dancing will not be back until tonight. If they show up on time.”

Y/n nodded slightly disappointed, but understanding until Steve came up with yet another solution. “But! I’d be happy to grab it for you as soon as it comes in.” He offered.

Her smile returned to her face at his words. “You really don’t have to do that, Steve, I can always come back.” She countered.

“I want to, really. It also gives me another excuse to see you outside of work.”

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes and dug through her purse for a pen and paper, Steve’s heart racing. She settled on a grocery receipt, ripping off a few inches to write on.

“This is my number,” She jotted down, “—give me a call later? After 7:30 should be good, and, uh, maybe we can figure out when we can watch that movie.” She slid the paper over to him, his index finger pulling it the rest of the way to him. He held it tightly, absolutely stoked at his accomplishment.

“I—I would love that.” He said sincerely, stifling his disbelieving chuckles, remembering he needed to check out Sara’s next movie, the Labyrinth.

“Ooh, I like this one.” Steve said to Sara, who grinned until he could hardly see her eyes and hid behind her moms legs. He rang up the purchase and fought the urge to pay for it himself as she handed him the $3.25.

He bagged it up and slid it over to her with a smile. “Have a good day, ladies.”

“I do it!” Sara insisted, grabbing for the bag. Y/n obliged her and looped her arm through the handles, dangling like a shoulder bag on the small child.

“You too, Steve.” She smiled and shook her head in sheer disbelief as she collected her daughters hand and made her way to the door.

“You’ll be hearing from me later.” He called after her.

She giggled and looked over her shoulder as Sara pulled her hand towards the door. “I’m looking forward to it.” She said.

“7:30!” He reminded after her as she pulled open the door to leave. “7:30.” She nodded and confirmed before the bell jingled behind her.

Steve’s eyes followed them to their car until they were safely inside and out of the parking lot. After that, Steve sank down to the floor behind the counter, holding the paper to his chest; feeling like a love struck fool in high school again.

The feeling worried him, made him uneasy, yet so excited and warm and dizzy. His chest heaved as he checked his watch to calculate the hours between now and 7:30 tonight.

9:45.

“Fuck!” His head fell back with a disappointed thud.

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Steve’s day went by remarkably slow until Robin showed up for her shift after school. As soon as she opened the door, ready to inform him of a fight that broke out at lunch, Steve leapt over the counter to meet her at the door.

“ROBIN!” He shouted as he grabbed her shoulders. “What?! What??” She asked, looking for the fire.

“Look what I got today.” He said smugly, a proud smile hung on his face. Robin moved to the counter, Steve following intently.

When she looked up to see the paper resting between Steve’s fingers, her jaw dropped. “Is that—?” Steve couldn’t help but explain before she was able to finish, “Her phone number, that’s right, I have it. She gave it to me, I didn’t even have to ask, technically. She asked me to call her! Tonight!” He said anxiously pacing in front of her as she shrugged on her vest.

“I can’t believe she actually gave you her number.” Robin shook her head at the sliver of paper, fully convinced he’d blown it from the way he’d explained the first encounter.

“Yeah, me either. She’s incredible.” He shook his head at the thought of her.

“You don’t even know her yet!” Robin chided with a laugh. “I don’t have to know all about her to know she’s incredible. You’ll understand when you meet her someday.” He waved her off.

“I hope you make it that far.” Robin patted him on the back affectionately.

And for once, Steve really thought he would.

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When 6:00 came, Steve dropped everything to strip off his vest as fast as he possibly could and tossed it to Robin, who stood behind the counter checking out customers.

“Good luck!” Robin called to him as he pushed through the door and waving his thanks behind him.

Steve treated himself to some KFC because today felt like his day. Every song that played on the drive home made him think of her and Sara.

He buried the worry. The fear of attachment, of rejection. He didn’t wanna feel that kinda pain again, but he was willing to risk it because the girl made him feel different—wonderfully different.

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It was 7:25.

Steve was showered, fed, and waiting on his bed. He sat with his back against the headboard and his legs stretched out in front of him, next to the phone; his arms crossed over his bare chest.

Steve sighed deeply, deciding the quiet was too much. He crossed his room to the stereo, pressing play on his Cars tape and adjusting the volume.

He shook his shoulders out the way he would loosen them before a basketball game, and grabbed his small orange basketball to flop down with on top of his bed.

He threw the ball into the small hoop hanging from his closet with ease, realizing now that he didn’t want to get back up to retrieve it.

He groaned at the agony of trying to pass more time, then checked his watch again.

7:28

“Holy shit!” Steve panicked. His eyes searched for the slip of paper, realizing he didn’t have it with him the entire time he was home.

Steve dashed to the bathroom, searching for his pants before realizing he’d been responsible and put them down in the laundry room.

Finally he spotted the familiar Levi’s label and shoved his hands in the pockets. “Aha!!” He proclaimed as he unfolded the beautiful slip of paper.

Steve ran back upstairs and down the hall to dive onto his bed and dial her number.

He checked his watch as he pressed the phone to his ear; waiting for the call to go through, when he realized it was now 7:35.

His eyes shot open as her voice answered on the other end. “Hello?” She sounded as sweet as she did in person. “Hey! It’s Steve,” He said into the mouth piece, holding the phone with two hands like it’d slip away if he didn’t pay attention.

“Oh, hi, Steve! I was hoping it was you.” An audible smile in her voice.

He chuckled and tried to contain himself, “I’m uh, sorry I’m a little late, I was looking for my pants.” He said before smacking his palm against his forehead as she laughed.

“Your pants? Well, did you find them?” She asked amusedly. Steve relaxed and let himself laugh with her. “Yeah, I did, I-I was actually trying to find your phone number in them so I could call you on time.” He confessed.

“Well, I think you’re plenty on time. Don’t worry, you didn’t keep me waiting long, I just now got sat down with my dinner. It’s… been an evening, you could say.” She said with a bitter chuckle at the end.

“Oh? How so?” He asked, curious to hear about her day. “You don’t wanna hear about all that mess, really. Just toddler things. Screaming, potty training, vegetables, you know, the works.” She joked.

Steve smiled, his cheeks hurting at this point but not caring. “I’d be happy to hear about anything you wanna tell me. Besides, you mean to tell me my girl Sara has a mean-streak? I don’t buy it.” He said with a smirk.

Y/n scoffed, “Oh, boy, you have no idea. They’re little monsters, I tell you. The girl refuses to eat anything that isn’t macaroni or chicken. Broccoli? Forget about it.” She leaned against the wall of her kitchen, sat up on the end of her kitchen counter and twirling the phone cord in her fingers.

Steve loved listening to her, he could for hours and actually find everything interesting. So he did.

She told him about their daily routine; what it takes to get Sara ready to go of a morning, what it’s like when it’s just the two of them and what it’s like when she has to work. He found it all fascinating.

The tiny bowls of breakfast, the hair braids, the pink backpacks filled with emergency clothes in case of an accident at daycare, tantrums over forgotten sippy cups sounded more endearing than he knew they were supposed to.

It just was.

All of it.

“So, she does a preschool program at the daycare? What all can she do?” He asked.

“I mean, they do a lot of arts and crafts, but that does a lot more for their development than most would think. And she can tell you every color and almost count to 10 on her own.” She mentioned. Steve smiled at her pride for her daughter.

“Even if she’s a monster sometimes, it sounds like you’re raising a pretty great girl there.” He complimented which made Y/n swoon against the wall.

“You’re real sweet, Steve.” She said again.

“So I’ve heard,” He joked. “So I have to ask,” he started. Y/n’s ears perked at the change in topic. “Have you given my dinner invitation any thought?” He hoped.

Y/n smiled at his persistence. “I have, actually. And we were wondering if tomorrow evening was good for you?”

As if he’d have to think. “Tomorrow sounds fantastic.”

Part 3

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kamiversee · 13 days

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This fits perfectly for TFL pervy geto like ugh😩

https://www.tumblr.com/nanaslutt/749517465823887360/when-perv-roomategeto-finds-your-vibrator-%CA%9A-cont?source=share

He looks like he has a nipple ngl

-👩🏾‍🦱

I swear everyone always sends me stuff I’ve read, I LOVE nana’s works with my SOUL. 😭🙏

+ I practically live on tumblr guys & I am both a read & writer so most times I see stuff before y’all or around the same time ;)

#kamiversee!answers #k!ans: 👩🏾‍🦱

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cafemilk-tea · 4 months

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kay honestly how evie could get a hold of herself in nana tour with mingyu in tank tops and chic outfits 🥵 and mg as well with evie wearing short clothes to get her tan on point 😎

you and me both asking the same questions 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 bc gyu having his arms out/no shirt and evie wearing stuff like >>> got them both down very very badly (and us along with them)🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

#seriously tho idk how they’re managing #bc I’m barely hanging on myself #it’s when the cameras are OFF and outta sight 🤭#cafemilk-tea: evelyn #svt.meve

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madame-fear · 2 months

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Just gunna drop this here without context. *mwah!*

AHHHHH Nana my love you are just too lovely !! 😩💕 Let me return you the same appreciation, mwah mwah mwahhhh!! 💋💋💋

#im going to cry at the sweetness 🥺#look at my moots yall!!! 💗💗💗#nana <33 #favourites #┆ ⤿ 💌 come chat with amira .ᐟ ୭ #— [. 🫂 ] ; my mutuals <3 #loving my mutuals <3 #my mutuals <3 #ask box messages #ask box open #ask box #✧.* amiraverse

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r0-boat · 2 years

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STALKER NANU 😩 PLEASE

OOOHHH BOOY

Going to use all my ideas from the Discord call

I don't have a full story for this one so it's going to lean more towards head cannons

Cw:yandere, stalking, noncon touching,

Gn!reader

Nsfw

Stalker!Nanu knows everything about police records, and the internet has a lot of information nowadays. He is aware of his Weird attachment but doesn't care to stop it. After all, he hadn't felt like this since when he was your age. He desires you, you're now the only thing he see when Nanu pumps his cock. Wearing nothing but a little collar and maybe some cat ears smiling for him.

To you, Stalker!Nanu is just a person you just so happen to bump into at the convenience store. You quickly apologize and go back to your friends. This wasn't the first time you just never realized. Nana's footsteps are always as quiet and sneaky as a cat as he Tails behind you every night...You go out at night a lot. Don't you know how dangerous Alola can be during the night? Why just last week, he saw another person doing the same he had to politely tell them that you are taken. He just so happens to be in every location you are at that moment. You turn back just to his eyes to meet yours for a second; something bitter and heavy pools in your stomach as your friends ask you what's wrong, you tell them it's nothing.

Stalker!Nanu's old phone is filled with pictures of just you, some from your social media, others from himself when you weren't aware. You look so peaceful, so carefree, and unaware; Nanu has a weird desire to protect you from owning you. He admits you do look cute at this Cafe, but it's a much too late to be out. If it were him, he would have forbidden you to go out at specific times, let alone go out at all, without him.

"Don't touch what is mine," Nanu would grow, holding a punk by the collar. He was the guy that hit on you earlier... Ugh... so many eyes.

Stalker!Nanu would only turn to kidnapping when it's absolutely necessary. He's just fine with stalking you. But his patience is not unlimited as long as you stay sweet and oblivious to his actions. Unfortunately, all good times must come to an end when the police officer accidentally knocks over something, and you turn your head to notice him. That bitter feeling returns as Nanu quickly recovers, asking what reason do you have to be at this late. Being a police officer and Kahuna , stalking is the last thing you think of ; you stand there as Nanu slowly catches up to you, the bitter feeling of anxiety not leaving. You tried to brush it off as Nanu doing his job, and you just finding him creepy. The police officer stands beside you, the closest he has ever been to you. He can't stop starting. "I'll walk you home," his voice sending shivers down your spine. All you can do is nod and keep quiet, not realizing the fact that he knows where you live.

Stalker!Nanu, after that night, decided to come to see you more often. Watching you from afar is no longer going to cut for him. He needs to be with you just like that night. Sneaking into your house while you are fast asleep. His eyes filled with love watching your chest rise and fall. The first thing he touches is your hair, fingers gently grazing across your scalp... this is the first time he's touched you. His breath gets heavy when he goes for more, slowly peeling your blankets off your body to feel more of you. Sadly he can't stay for long, but he takes your underwear as a souvenir, kissing you before heading on his way.

You went to another Island without telling him; he was so alone. Nanu never truly realized how much he needed your presence until he was whimpering your name while pumping his cock with your underwear. He was so worried he thought about catching the next boat there until we just so happened to see you back on Ula'Ula Island. Nanu sighs in relief, finally thinking about installing some heavy locks on his basement door. Maybe it's finally time to bring you home; you have been a stray for long enough.

#ro.chatting #smut #nanu #pokemon kahuna nanu #nanu.thirst #yandere nanu #yandere #pokemon x reader

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fangirlshrewt97 · 2 years

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Family Photoshoot

So everyone saw the photos from Japan right? So much new content! Well, one of them inspired this fic. If you haven’t, @ronaldofandom has compiled some in two fantastic posts, go check them out. Specifically, this one inspired this story:

He looks so cool, it’s unfair 😖😩. Anyways, I just had a stray thought that the photo was taken in his hotel room. Where he is staying with his family... and this story came to me.

Again, this is all my imagining, I have no idea if any of this could even be accurate but it’s what I think a scene like this would play out as...

(Also, I know the title is lame, but titles are hard, leave me be).

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"Alright sir, very nice. Now turn to the right and stand sideways? Place your left foot a little bit back? Perfect." The photographer, Suresh, directed. Tarak let himself breathe out as he relaxed into the pose, keeping his expression the same as the camera clicked away. The morning light cast the hotel room in whites, bringing his black outfit to contrast. From the back of all the photography equipment, Pranathi stood watching, a rare chance to see her husband at "work". Whatever other feelings she may have about how long 'RRR' took her husband away from her, she was also so proud and happy for the resounding success and the way the world was waking up to what a wonderful man he was. Plus a family trip to Japan! Pranathi was sure the kids would have a blast. She just hoped she would be able to handle both of them by herself, while Tarak was busy with the promotion work. "Ok sir, now try crossing your arms across - lower, more loose sir. Right, um. Sumit can you switch his glasses for the dark blue sunglasses? No the one with the white frame - yes, good." Tarak took the new pair, trading them for the old one and place them on his face. He retook his pose, sticking out his chin to give off a 'cooler' vibe. He felt ridiculous, but trusted Suresh to make sure the photos came out well. Charan always said Tarak always looked uncomfortable in most photos, so he needed to let himself have fun. From the corner of his eye he caught movement. Based on height, he'd guess Abhay. He focused again on the photographer, switching to the next pose as he was told.

He stood still as the stylist came forward to take his jacket, briefly touching up his hair too. "Alright, almost done sir, last outfit." Suresh called out. Tarak sighed internally. He really shouldn't complain about having to take photos but he wasn't a big photoshoot guy. Charan teased him that for as comfortable as Tarak was behind the movie camera, somehow he looked like he wanted to run in every other photo. What could he say? He had a hard time being still and photographers forced him into the same pose for minutes on end. He just didn't have the patience for it.

He glanced at Pranathi from behind his sunglasses as the camera clicked away. Only to raise an eyebrow as she giggled into her hand. Without waiting for the approval from the photographer, he turned. Abhay was standing about six feet to his left, copying the pose he had just been in. When Abhay realized he'd been caught, he squeaked and dropped into military attention. Tarak pursed his lips as Pranathi's quiet laugh choked through the room.

When he looked at the photography team, all three of them were beaming at Abhay. He shook his head in amusement as he turned fully towards his son and started to walk towards him. Abhay had his arms clasped behind his back and was swaying innocently side to side. Tarak would wonder where his son could have picked up the habit, but he guessed it would be from him. Tarak took off his sun glasses and held them loosely between two fingers as he squinted down at Abhay. "And what do you think you were doing, allari pillada?" Abhay giggled sweetly. "Nothing Nana. Just watching you." Tarak raised an eyebrow as a smile tugged at his lips. "Just watching? So you were not imitating me?" Abhay shook his head hard, in a way Tarak could not do without feeling the effects for the rest of the day. Tarak bent down swooping his son in a bridal carry and swung him. Abhay shrieked with laughter as Tarak spun them. "Sure about that Chinna?" "Ok, ok, I was!" Abhay shouted as Tarak brought them to a stop and switched his hold so Abhay could wrap his legs around Tarak's waist. Tarak adjusted his grip under his son's butt, gently bonking his head against his. "My bangaru tandri." Abhay giggled and wrapped his arms properly around Tarak's neck. "You look funny taking photos Nana." Tarak pouted as he looked towards Pranathi. "Look what your son is saying about me." Pranathi laughed as she approached the pair. "Oh so he's just my son now? Dear, between the three of you, I can't say who is the biggest handful. You're never at the bottom of the list though." Tarak pouted even more as Abhay laughed giddily in his ear. Just then another voice joined the fray. "Nana!" Tarak looked over Abhay's shoulder to see Bhargav grinning toothily. "And there's my vajrala moota." Bhargav laughed heartily and rushed at him, leaving Tarak just enough time to shift Abhay before his youngest crashed into him. The momentum sent Tarak backwards so he fell on his behind, both boys falling onto his tummy. Tarak laughed as he wrapped his arms more comfortably around both the boys. He squeezed them once before he sat up straight, nuzzling both their heads. "Ugh you're so soft. I'm going to squish you." Both boys laughed as Tarak tightened his hold around them before releasing it with an exaggerated exhale. "Nana you can't squish us! Amma said she's going to take us to a park with Aunty Upasana!" Bhargav exclaimed.

Tarak grinned, tickling the small of Bhargav’s back. Bhargav squirmed with laughter as he tucked himself closer to Tarak. "Is that so? You guys go to all these cool places and never take me with you." Tarak complained playfully. "Nana is always busy." Abhay pointed out, sitting up so he had his armpit over Tarak’s shoulder. Pranathi crouched down next to Tarak and whispered something in Bhargav's ear that made him light up.

"Nana should join us today!" Bhargav exclaimed. Tarak shot Pranathi a dirty look over his shoulder that she just smirked at. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Bhargav's cheek. "I'd love to, Chinna. But Jakanna uncle and Charan uncle are waiting for me. As soon as work is over, I promise we can go wherever you want." Bhargav stuck out his lower lip, fiddling with Tarak's collar. "Ok Nana." "We will take lots of photos for you Nana!" Abhay piped up. Tarak ruffled his hair. "Thank you kanna." Pranathi placed a hand on his shoulder. "And eat lots of yummy food, right?" "Right!" Both boys chorus, making Tarak chuckle.

“And behave for Amma? Don’t make her have to run after you?” Tarak instructed.

Both boys nodded in sync while Pranathi rolled her eyes fondly. “Yes, yes, let’s see how well-behaved they can be.”

Tarak pulled the boys closer. “Nandamuri Lakshmi Pranathi, are you implying my sons are anything but angels.”

Pranathi snorted. “I am saying that after this trip is over, I am going on a vacation of my own. By myself.”

Tarak laughed as Abhay giggled. Bhargav whined, throwing himself at Pranathi. “No Amma! Don’t go! Who will help me choose my clothes?”

“Is that all I’m here for?” Pranathi asked in mock offense as she playfully pinched at Bhargav. “You ask your Nana, he will pick for you.”

Tarak beat at his chest. “Yeah Bhargav, Nana can help you.”

Bhargav stuck out his lower lip. “I don’t want Amma to go!”

Pranathi wrapped Bhargav in a hug from behind. “Don’t worry Chinna. I was just playing. Where could I go without you?”

Bhargav brightened, clapping his hands. He turned and hugged Pranathi. Just then Tarak heard the camera click and when he looked over, Suresh was wearing a sheepish expression. "Sorry sir, it was a very nice moment, I couldn't help it. Don't worry though, this won't be published." Tarak hummed. "Can I get a copy though?" Suresh grinned. "Absolutely. And hey, I have all the photos I need to send to my editor. Would the boys like to pose for a few?" Tarak looked at him in surprise before glancing at his kids. "What do you say?" "Will you pose with me, Nana?" Abhay asked. Tarak chuckled. "Alright come on." "Me too! Me too!" Bhargav added. "Both of you." Tarak replied, getting up and pulling his two sons along. Pranathi watched them go fondly. The photographer threw out fun poses for them to try, including finger guns, piggy back rides, and one where each boy was hanging off of one of Tarak's arms. Which turned into a series where Tarak became a jungle gym for the boys. When they were done, both boys rushed to Suresh to look over the photos. Tarak shook his head in amusement before tilting his head at Pranathi, wordlessly calling her over. Once she was close, he grabbed her hand. "Boys, how about one with Amma?" Pranathi tried to protest, but both boys loved the idea so much she finally conceded. Feeling ridiculous but also giddy with the joy her family was sharing, Pranathi let the photographer guide them through a few more. Though she did cover her face for the one where Tarak kissed her cheek, flustered.Neither was ever that affectionate in front of others, so it still made her shy when Tarak was more physical than just holding her hand or having an arm around her. As Tarak sat with Suresh and looked over the photos, Pranathi at his side, Bhargav on his lap, and Abhay peering over shoulder, he thought he finally understood Charan's advice. So long as he had his family by his side, it was all too easy to relax and stay in the moment, enjoying it to the fullest.

Maybe he could convince his agent to allow for at least one of the boys to be with him for future photoshoots?

BONUS:

As their photoshoot came to an end, Pranathi started to herd the kids back to their room so they could get ready for the day. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Abhay rushed off before they could stop him, opening the door to reveal a fresh looking Charan and Upasana.

“Aunty!” Abhay squealed as he threw his arms around Upasana’s waist.

Upasana laughed and ruffled Abhay’s hair. “Good morning Abhay. All ready?”

Abhay nodded as he stepped back and turned to Charan. “Good morning Babai.”

Charan patted his back and led them both back into the door. “Morning Chinna. Had breakfast?”

Bhargav squirmed out of Pranathi’s hold, running till he hopped to a stop before their guests. “Babai, guess what?!”

Charan looked at Tarak, face alight with amusement as he slid off his sunglasses. “What Bhargav?”

“We had a photoshoot with Nana!”

Tarak couldn’t stop the wide grin that took over his face.

Charan’s eyebrow raised. “Wait, you had a whole photoshoot with Nana?” he bent to pick up Bhargav. “Lucky… When do I get a turn?”

Bhargav’s jaw dropped open “Uhhh, Mr. Photographer?”

Suresh perked up, bemused. “Yes sir?”

Bhargav giggled. “I’m not sir, I’m Bhargav.”

Suresh nodded. “Right of course. Yes Bhargav?”

“Will you take a photo of all of us, please?”

Tarak tried to signal to the man he did not have to indulge the little boy but the man just shook his head at him. “I would be honored.”

Tarak gave him a grateful look. The group then arranged themselves so Bhargav was help up between Charan and Tarak, with their wives on their sides, and Abhay standing below Bhargav.

A copy of that photo found itself in the home of both actors, a precious morning’s memory captured forever. Even through the 2D photo, the joy in that room seemed to glow for the viewer.

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Apologies if I may have written the kids to be younger than they actually are..

Tagging (If I missed out on anyone in the taglist, please let me know!): @rambheem-is-real @budugu @bromance-minus-the-b @junebugyeahhh @hissterical-nyaan @obsessedtoafault @hufhkbgg @yehsahihai @rorapostsbl @fadedscarlets @alikokinav @chaotic-moonlight @rambheemisgoated @rambheemlove @jaganmaya @burningsheepcrown @lovingperfectionwonderland @rosayounan @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @thewinchestergirl1208 @dumdaradumdaradum @ronaldofandom @jjwolfesworld @jrntrtitties @kashpaymentsonly @jeonmahi1864 @zackcrazyvalentine @stanleykubricks @tulodiscord @teddybat24 @sally-for-sally @jadebomani @stuckyandlarrystuff @veteran-fanperson @ohfuckoffpls @carminavulcana @boochhaan @doodlesofthelastpage @filesbeorganized @meownique @ssabriel

#rrr #charak #jr ntr #ram charan #lakshmi pranathi #upasana konidela #my fic #my writing

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bootlickerhawks · 2 years

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Twice/Hawks Anon: My Hero Academia (again, you can skip the ship questions).

the first character i ever fell in love with:

Ochakoooo 🥺

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not:

I used to be a hardcore Bakugou stan but the anime staff/Hori heavily leaning into his angry gremlin side for comedy is annoying. Like his behavior during the todofam dinner arc annoyed tf outta me

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not:

kiri//baku is a great ship but the fandom absolutely ruined it for me

my ultimate favorite character™:

prettiest character:

Miruko, Lady Nagant and Nana

my most hated character:

AFO...

favorite episode:

I'm basic af Izuku versus Shouto is still my fav episode in the anime. 266 & 341 are my fav chapters in the manga

saddest death:

Jin's death is the only fictional death that ever broke me. I cry a lot during character deaths but none of them had the same impact on me that Jin's death had (tho some of that might have to do with how emotionally unstable I was back then)

favorite season:

First cour of s3 tho if s6 keeps up like this it'll probably be my fav

least favorite season:

s4 😩

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate:

I'm gonna get sent to the chopping block for this but Kirishima, Momo and Tsuyu. To be clear I don't hate them at all but when I first joined the fandom the tags were flooded with posts about how "ThEy'Re ImPoSsIbLe To DiSliKe" and "iF yOu DoN't LiKe ThEm YoU'rE a BaD pErSoN" and my brain took that as a challenge

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave:

Ujiko my beloved! 🥰 Keigo qualifies too

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave:

Miruko I'm sorry Hori is too horny to make you an interesting character 😩 Same goes for Momo and Hagakure 😔

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship:

I don't ship it anymore but there was a time I shipped Shigaraki with Overhaul...

What can I say, I find the jokes abt Overhaul trying, and failing, to be Shiggy's sugar daddy extremely entertaining

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship:

ochamina, minacamie, momokendo, kamimomojirou

#asks #twice/hawks anon #ask game #long post

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brookepricer · 2 years

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So I took a few days off unexpectedly…. But I had to cut my father out of my life on Sunday. And boy did that hurt me more than I thought.

Backstory: I was adopted at birth… my adopted parents are a whole different evil and for a different story time. My birth parents found me online about 10 years ago. And I was so excited to have an actual mom and dad. I always wanted a good father/daughter relationship and thought it could be him (Jason is is name). Well I soon found that that he is an alcoholic and a racist. 😩😤😠 and this was at his own wedding to my mom (they had separated after my birth and rekindled a relationship when they found me)

Well… skip 4-5 years later and my mom packs her bags and leaves in the middle of the night. Drives several states to get to her parents house here in Cali. Well I finally was told, last year, that he also hit my mom many times. Causing her to go to work with bruises and black eyes. So believe me when I heard that I personally cut ties with Jason right then and there. I just had no idea how to tell him that, so I ghosted him.

So on Sunday he tried to publicly post on my Facebook about how I’m not talking to him. I am his only child, so he was hurting…… but my dude, you HIT MY MOM! so I finally let him know, via video messages, about 10 one minute long clips.

Honestly I’d love for him to be sober, stable job, no racist thoughts, and no women hitting thoughts…. I’d I’ve to have a dad… but not him, not right now… so I told him, and I’m sure he had some drinks, he told me all was lied and that I am not wanted… okay then

He showed the videos to Nana, his mom, and she told me I was 100% in the right, and he is all those things…. His own mom has the same thoughts as me….

It’s just a lot to swallow… I might dive into spells and my mystic shop… just know that I might not be very talkative, but I am here. Just dealing with a lot.

Please have a wonderful day/night 🌙 Blessed Be my dearest ones 🖤✨

#adopted #adopted at birth #birth parents #story time #cutting ties #cutting family out #racist father #alcoholic dad #family drama #father drama #father #family #sad #emotional #tired #disowning #disowned

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neowinestainedress · 2 years

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no pls I wanna kiss YOUR brain, turnng it into a series would be absolutely amazing!!! and fr, you will do so well I just know it!!!

yes pls oh lord, I didn't think of that but now that you said it, haechan introducing jaemin to oc will indeed cause us so much pain.

imagine being unknowingly the reason why your partner finds somebody that treats them better and will probably leave you for them

the way you framed this sentence already has me biting my fist 😭😭😭

fr I envisioned jaemin as literally perfect (I mean ik we all have flaws but c'mon it's jaemin we're talking about). and fr, as a sunflower I really need to write him a formal apology for always painting him as the bad guy 😩🥹

oh I really didn't add any deets about hyucks ex jsjsjs but in my dream she was literally the kindest person ever. like she's actually, genuinely nice and like you said, that puts oc in like a very weird spot bc she can see why hyuck fell for her and all that, but a part of her (,which is human, I'm sorry is like so fucking envious). but then she can't even wish anything bad for her bc hyucks ex is actually nice 😭😭 I also pictured a scene where oc is crying and venting to jaem ab hyucks ex and she goes, "I wanna hate her, I really do, but doing that only makes me hate myself more" or something like that idk I'm bad w words.

also, I don't want haechan to be a bad person in this fic as well ( I mean I do but not with the others) I was hoping for like him being portrayed as actually a very nice guy, like YK even when he was dating his ex, he was the best boyf ever but then when it comes to oc, it just isnt the same idk. he tries (or maybe he doesn't) but like it doesn't work.

and jaem and oc being compatible is pls 🤞🏻 the most crazy thing ever. bc like she's in love with his friend and what not aaaaaa my heart already hurts.

I guess cheating is allowed, right? or do you want it to be like haechan and oc break up but he’s still jealous and wants her back but on the other side there’s jaemin and she’s stuck (so jealousy, sex, and all that)

oh my dear god. option two pls. if hyuck and oc have sex it's all good bc I mean they're dating but if jaem and oc (or even hyuck and his ex) have sex, pls I want them to break up beforehand, I'll literally d word if either of them cheat 😭😭😭 like YK I mean idk you can write it the way YOU want but I was thinking hyuck and oc break up and then she sleeps with Jaemin and that for some reason makes hyuck real mad like hejsjs I want him to hurt oc with his words then (I'm sorry) like YK "ofcourse you went ahead and slept with him, you were waiting for us to break up" or sumn like that. bonus points if Nana defends oc and they get into a lil fight djjsjsjsjs

now that I've said wayyyy too much, I'd like to say that at the end of the day, it's really upto YOU, you can write it however you want and I know I'll be grateful either wayyy aaaaaaa.

+ this is the first time I've sent such a long message to any one so I apologize if the paragraph breaks are weird.

YK WHAT I ACTUALLY LOVE BUBBLES ANON NOW SO YOU CAN JUST TAG ME THAT WAY ☺️💌✋🏻🌻 ALSO HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT AHEAD BYEEEEE

-bubbles anon

hi again! so i was writing down the outlines for the story and i came up with something:

what if haechan and oc were childhood best friends and she always had a crush on him but he never liked her like that, so obviously he dates other people but they are all silly flings until he meets his ex that is literally perfect and nice and that’s why oc is so jealous of her / can’t stand her, 1) hyuck doesn't love her and 2) she can't find a reason to hate her. but then hyuck and his ex break up (we need to come up with a good reason for this break-up it's going to be hard) and as always oc is the one lifting him up, always by his side and she's confident about making him fall for her (kind of if i get my way vibes). so one thing leads to another and they start dating. but as you said in the first anon it's like a rebound for him like he feels good with oc because she has always been his best friend and they truly get along but he's not sure that what he feels is love. i think it can be nice because jaemin could also try to open her eyes by saying that haechan is not the same he was when they were young and she needs to let go of this image of him she has in her eyes. AND them being best friends before being partners makes it even more painful because not only she's terrified of losing a lover BUT also her dearest friend. obviously this will be implied (maybe there will be some flashbacks) and the story will start with them already in a relationship.

anyway, their relationship has been going on for a year / a year and a half when haechan makes oc and jaemin meet. AND i was thinking that jaemin and hyuck have known each other for quite some time but lived in different cities (e.g.: jaemin had to move and now he's back). option one: if i make it a college!au jaemin could've changed university in his second year and now he and haechan are roommates. so imagine the DRAMA when haechan and oc break up but she keeps seeing jaemin so she’s always at their place and hyuck has to watch jaemin treat her better and all the romantic things going on. maybe the first time jaemin and oc have sex he overhears them but he doesn’t think it’s her and then boom in the morning she’s in the kitchen WEARING JAEMIN’S SHIRT and he loses his mind (like you said and even hurts her with words) option two: if it's not a college!au haechan offers (double stabbing himself in the back) jaemin to be his flatmate so they can split the bills, spend time together and so on. and then the rest is the same as option 1, same pain, same tears. probably this would be more interesting because since they would share a house jaemin would also see their domestic dynamics, idk maybe she acts as if their living together and provides even for his place but haechan doesn't do the same for her and jaemin would get mad ever for that, idk

also, wanted to ask if you minded if i gave oc a name and some physical characteristics (since i think of setting it in korea she'll be korean i guess) or do you want me to write it nameless like in the new stories i’m posting?

and jaem and oc being compatible is pls 🤞🏻 the most crazy thing ever. bc like she's in love with his friend and what not aaaaaa my heart already hurts.

NO BUT imagine that she likes something and she asks hyuck to do it with her, let's say an art gallery, but he finds art boring so he tells her to go alone and then HIII jaemin's right there, going with her. i think it would be even better if he also doesn't like art that much but he'll still go for her like screaming, crying 😭

I'll literally d word if either of them cheat 😭😭�� like YK I mean idk you can write it the way YOU want

NO NO I'M FINE WITH THEM NOT CHEATING I HATE CHEATING but some people don't mind it so i was asking if you wanted that for extra pain or if it was a big no, happy we want the same thing 😌

bonus points if Nana defends oc and they get into a lil fight djjsjsjsjs

YES!!

+ this is the first time I've sent such a long message to any one so I apologize if the paragraph breaks are weird

no dw nothing weird about it!! (also i'm the first one that after more than a year here still doesn't know how to use tumblr so i won't judge)

YK WHAT I ACTUALLY LOVE BUBBLES ANON NOW SO YOU CAN JUST TAG ME THAT WAY ☺️💌✋🏻🌻 ALSO HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT AHEAD BYEEEEE

perfect, i'm happy you like it! i'll keep that then ♡🌺 HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT TOO

#anon answered #bubbles anon

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baekhvuns · 9 months

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It has just been a month and a half since I got into second year........things alr seem tough 😭. NVM about that, my friends's acquaintance apparently came in handy for this job. Yn job?!?!? Nah frr it reminds of those rom coms 😭😭.

NO HES GOTTA MAKE THE MOVE! But I bet he doesn't even know i fancy him cuz of my tremendous behaviour towards the person I like- PRETEND THEY DON'T EXIST! you will never catch me, and i mean NEVER catch me giving them soft eyes or trying to make a good covo, Bcz my brain says if you find someone attractive act cold towards them and then secretly cry in your room for them to notice when you basically give no clues whatsoever 😃

OHMYGOD NELLY FURTADO?!?! Honestly, I could've given out much better songs! I just forget the artists 😩 WEEKEND IN JUST FRIENDS DANG IT I FORGOT ABT HIM! I'm telling you since the whole the idol show launched, I can never listen to the weekend the same.

I scrolled down a lot on your blog, reading the asks and i saw someone made like vision boards for your fics. And i specifically loved the khronus one 🤌 and I kept tht in mind while thinking of the songs but i forgot it was based on moon lovers 🤦‍♀️

Besides that I've been meaning to ask you about your views on anime. I mean do you watch anime if so what'd be your top picks? Bcz...I'm obsessed with it so ....

Nooo I need a new part of just friends 😭 I'm STARVING FOR IT! The idea of hwayoung automatically popped in my brain when I saw this blog praising Shiloh pitt's visuals and people were going crazy over that oh wow she looks so much like her mother, or like mother like daughter. But ong Shiloh is majestic! Like those genes she acquired from Angelina 🤚🙌✨

I've been meaning to watch red, white and royal blue...(I hope that's the right title!) But I won't get the timeee 😭 like today, I'm doing nothing but I wanna dedicate this day to just my silly little videos on YouTube and not a series or a movie. But I'll try to stay strong!!

Ok but like I really wanna make hwa read the ffs 😭 LIKE PLS SIR!! I'm gonna dm KQ ent a pdf of Duke and general and ask them to MALE THIS A DRAMA! I will in this lifetime, SOMEONE HAS TO DO THT FIC JUSTICE!

reminds you? best friend it IS A YN JOB just wait till the holidays and the movie will start 👀

NO BECAUSE I GET U 😭😭 GOTTA ACT NOT INTERESTED AND MYSTERIOUS CANT LET THE COVER FAIL GDKWHDKW

NELLY FURTADO’S EVERY SONG W TIMBALAND IS FOR JUST FRIENDS (waiting for their new collab omg) AND THE WEEKND YEAH FHWJDHKS no ur right ever since the idol’s clips i saw on twt i just 🫠 what the fuck <3 but if we forget that then the songs def work for runways

omg yes i do!!! i grew up watching it but i mostly only watched shoujo and they stopped making shoujo’s for some reason like 5 years back and i only go to watch those but there’s a few new ones out w the same drawing so im watching them atm! my top picks since i only watched shoujo/slice of life’s would be 1. kamichu, 2. k-on, 3. tamako market, 4. ouran high school, 5. maid sama, 6. orange, 7. kamisama kiss, 8. alice academy, 9. yunerio patisserie!!!!!!! 10. pretty rhythm aurora dream (this was my fav as a kid)

a few others i can think from the top of my head is nana, cardcaptor sakura, SPECIAL A, itazura na kiss, my next life as a villainess, natsume’s book of friends, swan lake (2002), kodocha! if u want recs lemme know ive got a whole collection list 😭😭

ILL DEF LOOK INTO SOMETHING LIKE JUST FRIENDS! NO SHILOH IS LIKE THE PERFECT MIXTURE OF HER PARENTS i get it, id want hwa and yn from just friends to have pretty kids, u know they’d be mad tall 😭😭

that movie is so good!!! i wish it was longer bc i wanted to see more of their progression but it’s a good movie nonetheless!!

LMFAOOOO PLS FHWKDHWKHDWK TAKE THE SMUT OUT RIGHT NOW FHWKHFKWFJWK

#✉️ : ask #[ chaerssss ]

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resetmypatientviolence · 10 months

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Hii, for the ask thing

❤️ how tall are you?

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

Hope you have a lovely day/night <3

Hiii! Thank you for adding some entertainment to my morning. ☺️

❤️- 5ft 1in (154 cm). Sometimes I’m 5’1 1/2 if it’s early in the morning. Grew one inch throughout all of high school. My great-nana was my height and shrunk to under 5ft by her death so, I have that to look forward to. 😩

🩷- My dream job is certainly to be a successful author. I’ve just gotta stop writing fanfic and focus on my original content… but hey, I’m writing.

Though a realistic dream job (but I’ll never stop aiming high) is certainly somewhere within the non-profit world, likely within the fundraising side of things. Already there, but need to work my way up to the big bucks and success.

🖤- Ooh, love this. I mean, writing. But my main one that takes up the most time and money is CrossFit/lifting. I fucking love my gym and the people in it. It really challenges me, makes me wanna die— but I come back every time. It’s a 2-5x a week thing, depending on my schedule.

I definitely never thought I’d be into it, but I am and I love it. Hoping to get get a 300 back squat by the end of the year!

Another hobby that I enjoy is cooking. I need to do it more (busy af and tired after the gym) but when I do, I love it and get into the zone!

OH— almost forgot. Gaming. I have an Xbox, Switch, and PC (for sims…). My partner and I actually have three TVs. Ones for his zone that he occupies on weekdays, and the other two are next to each other in the living room so we can game at literally the same time/play co-op. It’s our weekend routine and I love it.

#ask game #ask me!#this was so cute thank you!

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bluejaem · 3 years

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⌗ nct dream’s reaction to getting matching nails with their s/o

requested. Hi idk if request are open but can I request nct dream ot7 getting matching nails with their gf, because I think that’s so cute and I would like to see how the Dreamies react, if that’s ok hehe 🙃- New anon by anon.

(✿) —; MARK

He's all giggles and smiles sjfbsbfbs

He loves seeing you get so excited about these things

The way he kept smiling the whole time

and basically heart eyes all the way dude fbsbf cuTe

He loves making you smile and this was yet another occasion where he did

*cue a lot of hand-holding on the ride back home* <//3

(✿) —; RENJUN

At first, he might've been kinda confused by the idea of it all

But that doesn't mean he wasn't gonna do it with you

You both decided to stay home and do each other's nails

And for a first-timer, he definitely was way too good at it skfsjnf

when it was your turn to pain his nails he got so tiCkLisH uWu

Shfhshfjejf he's gonna compliment you so much while you're trying to paint his nails

Stuff like: "you look cute when you're focused" or "it looks pretty, just like you"

(✿) —; JENO

so you both decided to go to the nail salon

and the lady doing his nails went "you both are really cute together"

AND THEN HE BLUSHES LIKE CRAZY PLS-

While she's doing his nails, he's only looking at you kEep yO eYes oN the pRiZe

just like Mark, it's all hEART EYES ❤️👄❤️

While going back home, he just looks at your hands intertwined with his and goes,

"you know, we should such things more often" *insert eye smile*

(✿) —; HAECHAN

He chose the sun while you chose the moon </3

iT wAs a niCe bOndinG eXperiEnce

You both decided to each other's nails and bOi was he annoying

he just loves to test your patience snfbsjf

"no no no, can you put the sun a little bit to the left." ; "Nah, that's too much to the left!"

But he was just joking and you were very well aware of that skdksjdjs

You both knew he'd like it either way 'cause it's you </3😩

(✿) —; JAEMIN

just like Mark, he's all smiles

and a heck a lot of heart eyes uwu

getting matching nails with nana?

Pls, he's always supportive of you and all your ideas 😔

aNd sO mUcH oF cOmPlimeNting puH-LeaSe

After it all, get ready for a — pHOTO SESSION

Couple pics with the matching nails <//3😔😔

(✿) —; CHENLE

Supportive man coming through ppl mAKe wAy

and like, he's so proud of his creation as he should be

takes your hand in his

Gives it a kiss

and goes "It looks really pretty."

"after all, it is my creation,"

*insert proud dolphin laughter*

(✿) —; JISUNG

He's just gonna stare at your nails for a good minute

And then his nails

man's so confused he didn't even know that you both got the same patterns 💀

"wait, these look so pretty though," *cue intense staring at the nails*

And just to get a reaction out of him you go, "but not prettier than you,"

FNSBFJSBF SHY BABY JISUNG HAS ENTERED THE CHAT

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saintobio · 3 years

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Although I’m horribly sad and crying, I can’t help but be curious… What do you imagine if it had happened?

Warning: Su*cide

If Satoru successfully removed himself from this world? What would’ve happened? His mother would have grieved him, but her new life continues I guess, same with Yuuta and his new life chapter, I guess the company would go to him, or overall just go bankrupt.

Would Gen and Y/N’s dad grieve? I mean they don’t have to, but since they did new him as a child, are they the ones to tell Y/N, that’s the rough one, how does it affects her to hear that Gojou Satoru isn’t in this life anymore? 🥺 She would be able to eventually go on and start a new life/family?

What about Geto and Ieiri? And even Sera

I guess that’s the thing, you can’t help but wonder, and I can’t help to understand why would Satoru tried to erase his existence, in his shoes, no matter how much I wonder, I don’t really see anyone that needs him (in his shoes, as I reader I can see why it’s not the solution to the problem) but pretty much it seems that anyone would grieve him and then go on with their lives, in his eyes he’s not like Nana or Y/N’s mom that left a void behind, he would be a momentarily pain, but what’s the reality? 😩 Why does this hurt so much, you have a gift, a gift that pains me but that I absolutely love hahaha 💔

gojo thinks he won’t leave anyone behind and that he doesn’t hold any significance in other people’s lives, but there’s no one else in the sn verse who will grieve over him more than yn will. his death will wreck her the most (same goes with him)

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #tw.suicide #tw.death

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shmaptainwrites · 3 years

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PLEASE DAD!REGGIE FOR THE BOTH OF US

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WARNINGS: one swear mentions of alcohol

A/N: YAS HONEY I GOT YOU

Relationships were never the most important priority of yours, being a good mother always took precedence, but when you met Reggie Peters it seemed to be so easy to do both.

Not only were you totally and completely head over heels in love with the somewhat unconventional bass player, but your daughter seemed to be on the same wavelength as you.

Her dad had never been present in her life, leaving before she could even learn his name, and now that she was six and a half years old she was filling that gap with all the loving and doting attention Reggie would give her.

“Hey Reggie can I have some ice cream?” she asked, flopping onto his lap on the couch while the TV played some children’s TV show in the background.

“Ask your mom first pumpkin,” he nodded, bending down to press a kiss to her forehead.

“And mom said no earlier,” you called from the kitchen.

“See I can learn from my mistakes,” Reggie noted. “I knew that was a trap, you’re cheeky Miss Marseilles,” he grinned, tickling the young girl’s sides, causing her to squirm.

“Reggie stoooooop,” she laughed loudly, trying to grab onto the couch for support when he stopped tickling her, lifting her up with a grunt of effort and pretending to be a tickle monster, blowing raspberries around her neck making her squeal with delight.

“Reggie that tickles!”

“Okay I’ll stop under one condition,” he said seriously and she listened carefully. “You don’t try to get me in trouble with your mama again,”

“Deal!”

“Alright, up you go,” he said, lifting her again before setting her on the ground where she immediately ran to you, hugging your legs.

Reggie followed soon after, coming into the kitchen where you were preparing something simple for dinner.

Reggie, slightly mimicking Marseilles, wrapped his arms around you, pressing a sloppy kiss to your cheek.

“Didn’t know I was dating a puppy,” you chuckled and Reggie feigned offence, but before he could say anything else the doorbell rang and he made his way over to answer it, Marseilles tugging at his flannel to be picked up which he complied.

When he opened the door he was greeted by the happy faces of your parents who were there to pick up their granddaughter.

“Nana! Papa!” Marseilles grinned and cheered.

“Arlene, Frank, how you guys doing?” Reggie asked, opening the door wider for them to come in.

“Oh we’re fine son how about you?” Frank asked.

“Busy with rehearsals as usual,” he nodded.

“But he spends every spare second here,” you added and Reggie chuckled.

“Well we should be off because if I’m not mistaken we’re going to make a stop at the movies,” your dad noted and Marseilles grinned widely once again.

“Oh look at who’s a lucky pumpkin!” Reggie exclaimed. “You get to spend the night with Nana and Papa and go to the movies, I think that’s better than trying to get me in trouble for giving you ice cream don’t you think?”

The young girl nodded vehemently and Reggie laughed.

“Alright kisses baby,” you said pointing to your cheek and she gave you a huge peck before doing the same for Reggie.

After your parents had left you took a moment to breath, running to the cabinet to turn on the stereo, loudly playing some of your music and not the stuff you would listen to when your daughter was around.

“You know” Reggie started, coming over to you and hopping on the counter. “I never got to ask, how did you come up with the name Marseilles?”

“Oh I always wanted to go there,” you admitted. “After she was born I figured it might be a stretch so I decided if I can’t go there I’ll bring it to me,”

“Classic (N/N),” he chuckled, pressing a quick peck to your lips.

“You know I did date a few guys before you, not many though, but she likes you the most. The other guys, she was apathetic at best,”

“Wow I’m honoured,” he smiled. “But you know I was thinking since you get a bit of a break tonight maybe we can do something fun?”

“Like what?” you asked.

“I don’t know, go out, get a couple drinks, maybe hit the studio, say hi to the boys,”

“You know what, that actually sounds great,” you said putting down your knife. “And you know what else, let’s eat out too, there’s this new sandwich place I’ve been wanting to try, I hear they have great meatball subs,”

“Fuck I’m so in love with you,” Reggie growled and you squealed as he hopped from the counter, wrapping his arms around you and pressing a full kiss to your lips, hands becoming tangled with your hair.

Maybe tonight the adults would get to have some fun.

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“Reggie,” Marseilles yawned, curling closer into the mountain of stuffed animals Reggie had purchased for her. She was wearing his flannel, the sleeves far too long for her tiny arms and if he buttoned it up it would surely fit her like a dress.

Reggie had just finished tucking her into bed, kneeling by the side of her bed while you watched from the door frame.

“Yeah pumpkin?” he asked, resting his arms on her mattress and laying his head on them.

“Can you be my dad?” she asked quietly, sleep clearly taking over.

“You know,” he started. “That’s funny, I was going to ask your mom just the same thing,” Reggie noted, standing up and after pressing a kiss to her forehead and making his way over to you, thoroughly confused.

Reggie dug into his pocket, pulling out a small velvet box, and placing it in your hand.

“Well? We asked mom first, is it okay?” he asked with a silly stupid grin on his face.

“Yeah, I think it’s more than okay,” you sniffed, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck and pressed a firm kiss to your lips.

“Does that mean I can have ice cream,” Marseilles asked, seemingly more awake now.

Reggie gave you a look and you chuckled, an arm tightly wrapped around him.

“Why don’t you ask your dad?”

“Dad says yes!” Reggie didn’t even wait for a question and Marseilles cheered, jumping up and running to give her parents a hug.

“Best dad ever,”

And boy he really was.

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