@heavenssexiestangel tagged me to share 9 of my favorite characters to see if you could guess my type~
So, my caveat to this is I decided to exclude characters that I love because I identify with them/use them as a conduit of my own fantasies. *coughDeanandDarcycough* These are just the ones that I adore for their personalities.
My lil rat man <3 (Lucifer, SPN)
2. Robo Daddy (Optimus Prime, Transformers)
3. Stebe from Brooklyn (Steve Rogers, MCU)
4. Ginger Mountain Lucifer (Jacob Seed, Far Cry 5)
5. My OG Blorbo (Usagi Tsukino, Sailor Moon)
6. WAIT, I FORGOT THE REAL OG BLORBO!!!!! (Valentine McKee)
7. And you know what, we'll include Earl Bassett because he is also Bae <3
8. The Other Half of my Imaginary Friend Chimera* (Belle, Disney's Beauty and the Beast)
9. The First Anime Boy I Had a Crush On (Seiya, Saint Seiya)
*The Imaginary Friend Chimera Story - Okay, so according to my elder sister, I had an imaginary friend growing up. However, they could never figure out if it was Belle from Beauty and the Beast or Val from Tremors (I apparently slurred the name enough where it could be either). I watched these movies religiously as a youngster, but the Imaginary friend is lost to the sands of time, so I cannot tell you who it was. However, my theory is that it was a mixture of both, or just both of them and I technically had two.
So, take a crack at it! What's my type? Not tagging specific people, go for it if you'd like!
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Co się dzisiaj działo? #137 17.05.2022
MLB: Cubs-Pirates 9:0 (15-20)
Roland Garros: Kacper Żuk-Cedrik Marcel Stebe 6:3 1:6 4:6
Turniej ATP w Lyonie: Łukasz Kubot/Edouard Roger Vasselin-Raven Klaasen/Nathaniel Lammons 1:6 6:7(2)
Challenger w Tunisie:
Karol Drzewiecki/Alex Lawson-Raul Branacaccio/Eduardo Esteve Lobato 4:6 6:3 12-10
Daniel Michalski/Nikolas Sanchez Izquierdo-Inigo Cervantes/Oriol Roca Batallia 3:6 6:3 7-10
Challenger w Francavilli: Paweł Cias-Christopher Heyman 6:1 6:2
Turniej WTA w Strasburgu:
Magda Linette-Heather Watson 6:1 6:1
Katarzyna Piter/Kimberley Zimmermann-Yi Fan Xu/Zhaoxuan Yang 6:3 3:6 10-7
mecz Twenty20: Zimbabwe (153/4, Craig Ervine 55*, Milton Shumba 3/16) pokonało Namibię (146/5, Divan La Cock 66, Bernard Scholtz 2/19) 7 runami
Mecz testowy, dzień 3: Sri Lanka (397, Angelo Mathews 199, Kasun Rajitha 2/17) Bangladesz (318/3, Tamim Iqbal 133, Nayeem Hasan 6/105)
IPL: Sunrisers Hyderabad (193/6, Rahul Triphati 76, Umran Malik 3/23) pokonali Mumbai Indians (190/7, Rohit Sharma 48 , Ramandeep Singh 3/20) 3 runami
Mistrzostwa świata w hokeju
elita:
Czechy-Austria 1:2 po karnych
Włochy-Dania 1:2
Szwajcaria-Kazachstan 3:2
Szwecja-Wielka Brytania 6:0
dywizja IIB Kobiet
RPA-Islandia 1:10
Australia-Turcja 7:0
Energa Basket Liga, finał: Śląsk Wrocław-Legia Warszawa 76:72 (1:0 w serii)
Giro d'Italia
10 etap
1. Biniam Girmay (ERI)
2. Mathieu van der Poel (NL)
3. Vicenzo Albanese (ITA)
142. Cesare Benedetti
generalka
1. Juan Pedro Lopez (ESP)
2. Joao Almeida (POR)
3. Romain Bardet (FRA)
139. Cesare Benedetti
Turniej ATP w Genewie: Kamil Majchrzak-Marco Cecchinato 6:2 6:3
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𝕦𝕣𝕤 - 𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖 ℝ𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤
Based on urs by NIKI. It’s literally my favourite song of all time so can’t really resist writing this one.
Lyrics prompt: _“You’re bad for my health” / “But fuck sake, I’m already yours”
im playing around with writing styles so tell me if you like this one!!!
𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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Now it's all guessing games, I'm guessing every gaze, like
Do you, don't you, would you even stay if you did?
All I know is suddenly without you the bed feels too big
You wake up in the morning and he’s gone. Really, you weren’t surprised. He came and went as he pleased. You’ve learnt to read him, his mind and his body language.
If he keeps his phone under the pillow and slept beside you, you know you’ll be waking up to a half empty bed. If he leaves it somewhere other than under the pillow, you’d have breakfast with him in the morning and then he’d leave.
Tryna find where your head is
But I'm losing myself in the process
You're bad for my health
All the good nights
Are they hidden goodbyes in disguise?
I never know
You’d wait for him to fall asleep. That’s how it usually is. And then you’d fall asleep watching him. That’s how ruined for him you are. For Steve Rogers. Even if he will never feel the same.
He’d always say good night before he fell asleep. You’d never know if it’s the last time he’ll ever say it to you.
He ruined other men for you. He didn’t really do anything much. Just stole half of your heart and brought it with him everywhere he went.
And really, you’d follow him everywhere. Not really physically, just in your mind, he’s the owner and you’re the dog on the leash just following him blindly.
Steve Rogers ruined you for other men.
You come see me only when I ask first
When you kiss me, do you wish it were her?
God.
But fucks sake, Steve Rogers wasn’t yours. And he’ll never be.
Maybe he fucks you like you belong to him and him only, but god, no, he doesn’t claim you. Maybe he shouts your name like a chant when he cums in you, but he will never, ever be yours. Maybe he chokes you and whisper ‘mine’ in your ear when he fucks you from behind, but you know that it wasn’t you that he’s claiming as his.
God.
He always goes back to her. You have his dick, but his heart was with her. And he’d take your heart with him because god, you are crazy for that man.
You make him cum, sure. But she made him cry. She’s the one he’s thinking of when he jerks himself off in the shower.
The best at being the worst
But fuck sake, I'm already yours, mmm
Sad to say, I'm already yours, oh
But, fuck. You were ruined for him.
You belong to Steve Rogers. Even if he doesn’t want you.
He knows you’re hopelessly in love with him.
And god, you know he’s using you because he couldn’t get her, but fuck. Yes, he breaks your heart. And he can do it again, and again till he decides to stop.
That’s how bad for your health he is.
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“Let’s end this.”
You were surprised he stayed for breakfast. And he wasn’t rushing through it either. But those three words had been running through your head the past few days and you had to let it out.
“What?” He looks at you in slight shock. He visibly swallowed what was in his mouth and droped the cutleries he was holding.
“I said let’s end this.” Your voice was smooth and calm. You had no idea how you kept it that way.
He asks in confusion. “Like me spending the night over and staying for breakfast?”
Fuck. He’s adorable.
You pretended like you weren’t the slightest bit disturbed by the topic. You swallowed the bacon in your mouth and shrug. “Like you calling to come over and fuck me. And this whole sleeping over thing too.”
He ran his hand through his soft blonde hair. You knew cause you’ve pulled on it like a mad woman just the night before. And his stupid ocean blue eyes stared back at you. “But, why?”
It actually sounded like he was sad about it. You almost laughed.
Your resolve broke and you sighed.
“Because you’re breaking me, Steve.”
“Am I being too rough on you? Shit, did I break any bones?”
You laughed humourlessly. You felt tears welling up in your eyes and quicly blinked it away. You stepped down from the bar stool and walked towards the fridge.
“This is over, Steve.” You called out as you opened the fridge door, pulling out one of those canned drinks that you really shouldn’t be drinking at 10 am.
He strides towards you just as you closed the fridge door. “Y/N, what did I do?”
“You’re hurting me, Steve. You’re breaking my heart. You’re making me cry at night after you leave. You’re making me wish I never met you.” You chugged half of the drink in the can and looked at him straight in the eye. “That’s what you did, Steve.”
“We promised that there were no strings attached.” He points out.
You laughed in his face. Sounding cold and distant. “You knew I was in love with you. You knew that since before we even started this thing.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, Y/N.” He towered over you when he pulled you in for a hug.
You pushed him away. Teary eyes staring back at his soft blue ones. One hand reached up to cradle his jaw and your thumb brushed softly against his cheek.
“Don’t you get it, Steve?” You asked. Your lips trembled the slightest bit. “Even if you break me and treat me like dirt, I will never stop loving you. You go back to Peggy even when she pushes you away. You‘re lying next to her even though your cum was still drying on my skin. I can try to hate you, Steve. But I know I never will.”
“I’m sorry.” His eyes were soft and teary. Did he actually feel bad for you?
You dropped your hand from his face as if it was on fire and wiped away your stubborn tears. “Delete my number, Steve. And let’s not talk anymore.”
He looks at you in alarm. “What do you mean? We still need to talk on missions.”
“I requested a transfer and it’s approved by Fury. You won’t be seeing me anymore, Steve.” You forced out a tiny smile.
“Y/N, you can’t be serious. You’re leaving everything behind because of me?” His hand gripped at your wrists in disbelief.
“I’m just leaving you behind. I’ll still talk to everyone else. But you, Steve, I can’t talk to you and pretend that I’m not in love with you.” You struggled to pry his hand from your wrists.
You were moving somewhere far away from this place. From him. The rest of the Avengers knew where you were going. But you made them swear on their lives that they wouldn’t tell him.
“Don’t do this, Y/N.” He pleaded.
A tiny part of you wanted to listen to him. A way larger part of you wanted to be rational. You chose rationality.
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update! : kinda decided that this is the one and only part, because i honestly don’t know what i wanna do with steve, so many possibilities and yet, none of them seem right ://
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