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moonlightpearlsposts · 2 days

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𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔

/ / In which lando norris runs secret fan pages for his champion figure skater girlfriend !! / / ✿

. . ҂ 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: smau, fluff

✎ ᝰ 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: changed up the posting layouts lol. i added more efforts here lol.

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yourinstagram montreal, you were amazing

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landonorris THAT'S MY 3x WDC GIRLFRIEND

yourinstagram you were the biggest since last olympics baby 💕

user1 imagine saying oh yeah y/n l/n, the figure skating prodigy and 2x olympic champ and 3x world champion? yeah she's my gf

landonorris never related to smth harder more than that

4Aqueen I SOBBED WHILE WATCHING THE WORLDS KNOWING THIS IS THE LAST MASTERS AND MARGARITA PERFORMANCE. MASTERS AND MARGARITA WILL BE MISSIED SO SO MUCH

yourinstagram omg lando sobbed too! he's not ready to see smth other than masters and margarita

landonorris LIES. FALSE ACCUSATIONS. IMO NTH WILL TOP MASTERS AND MARGARITA

yourinstagram babe you called thr program m&m for short because the name was too long for you

landonorris that was BEFORE i saw the program

user1 lando you lucky lucky guy

user2 skaters like her should be banned. she's so overscored because all she does is quads. there's not single speck of creativity in her program

4Aqueen it's so obvious that you have an emotional range of smaller than tea spoon, smaller than ronald weasley. if you cannot understand her programs then stfu. because my girl did 6 quads INCLUDING a quadaxel and the entire program had tons of creative work and artistry. go learn about emotions before commenting on her post while lazing on your couch.

user3 DAYUM BRO 💀

user4 lando norris might have competion now when it comes to being yn's biggest fan

user5 ronald weasley catching strays on insta? i thought i would never see this day 😭

user2 oh shit damn bro i take my words back 😭

4Aqueen AS YOU SHOULD

user2 BACK TF OFF 🤺🤺

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landonorris princess treatment only for ms. world champion

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yourinstagram ily sm <3

landonorris ilyt babe 🧡

oscarpiastri i am letting this slide only because you won a wdc

yourinstagram stop trying to steal my boyfriend 🤺🤺

user1 the amount of flowers?! i am sobbing

user2 lord it is me again

user3 ahhh the daily reminder to make out with my gun 😍😍

user4 WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

user5 girl don't you have a organic chem test tmr? 😃

user4 AND?!

user5 THEN GO TF AND STUDY INSTEAD OF BEING ON INSTA

user6 is the 15th floor fine?

user7 time to sleep on railway tracks tonight

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yourinstagram it's off snz baby, time to report to my wag duties

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landonorris it's more like i am your wag

oscarpiastri the word simp isn't enough for you

landonorris fuck off

oscarpiastri oh no mate you're down BAD

oscarpiastri more like horrendously

oscarpiastri oh no atrociously down bad

landonorris did you swallow a thesaurus?!

oscarpiastri look at you using big words like thesaurus

yourinstagram i taught him that word oscar

oscarpiastri ahh no wonder

landonorris KEEP MY GF'S NAME OUT OF FUCKING MOUTH 👹🤺

user1 god i love them sm

user2 the first lando photo?! 😭😭😭😭😭

mclaren always a pleasure to have you champ!

yourinstagram thank you for having me 🤗

oscarpiastri the pleasure was all lando's

landonorris you just hate happy couples

oscarpiastri i don't hate happy couples i hate couples who have no filter and shoves their relationship infront of everyone with their excessive pda

yourinstagram just admit it lily is not here so you're having lily withdrawals

oscarpiastri WHY WOULD YOU EXPOSE ME LIKE THAT 😭😭

user3 oscar have heard ✨️ things ✨️

francisca.cgomes ahhh so happy to see you back in the paddock <3

yourinstagram i missed you sm 🥺

ueer4 boo undeserving of her titles

4Aqueen oh yeah? if you think yn is undeserving so why don't you land 6 quads including a quad axel do candle spin and other complicated figure skating stuff and show us who's better

user5 4Aqueen never misses istg 💀

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landonorris my 4Aqueen

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yourinstagram oh baby ily sm even if you ran fan pages about me without telling me 🥺🥺

landonorris i manifested you i swear

yourinstagram okay but from how long were you running those fan pages

landonorris that my love is irrelevant to the world

user1 since 2017 actually

yourinstagram EVER SINCE I TURNED A SENIOR?!

landonorris LISTEN LISTEN ANNA KARENINA GOT ME INTO IT OKAY?!

landonorris also user1 piss off you little snitch

oscarpiastri i told you the word simp isn't enough to describe this man

landonorris boo 👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻

mclaren lando we cannot cause a civil war here

user2 poetic ahh caption

user3 YN WHICH GOD DID YOU PRAY TO GET A MAN WHO RUN FAN PAGES ABOUT YOU

landonorris actually i manifested the shit outta her. incense sticks, crystals and all shite

yourinstagram oml you're so down bad but ily sm

oscarpiastri atrociously down bad*

user4 pov: you show up to who loves yn more competition and lando is your opponent

user5 he would take all 3 spots on podium

user6 all first 4 actually because yk his number is 4 and quads her speciality

user7 god i love yn sm

landonorris not as much as me

user8 the sexual tension btwn me and a wall rn 🤗

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rayroseu · 6 months

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Saved by Diasomnia!!

I really love how the game always makes sure we get a rescue moment with Diasomnia characters in every event if they are on it lol

It supports my agenda that Ramshackle and Diasomnia are connected to each other in lore (like both these dorms have heavy relation with History and Death)🙌🏻🙌🏻. They are always on the lookout for their Young Master's friend... 🥺💖💕

(Also yeah... Why did I just realize now that Malleus is the one who indirectly introduced us to other Diaso members.....😭😭 I find that so cute bcs usually the others are *supposed* to be the one looking for a friend for him but Malleus just mentioned us and Lilia was hyped about it and it all domino effect from there lol)

Also, surprise yeee‼️‼️🤺🤺 I drew some of my mutuals OC's 🥰✨✨ Yuuri Atsuisamui with Silver from @souslesetoilesavectoi and Hana Asteria with Lilia from @hanafubukki ✨🫶🏻✨🫶🏻✨ (i hope i did justice for your lovely oc's, sous and hana!!😭) And, Malleus is just with my yume oc, Citrine🥰💛,,, also i need to interact to more sebek yumes... i only had the default prefect for him🥹

Honestly there are other Diashackle moments that I want to include as well!! But these four are my most precious💖💖

Like that time in Sunset Savanna event, where Lilia pressured Leona to let us go to Sunset Savanna too or else he's not going lol (thank you peepaw💗💞💗✨✨) and that vignette with Sebek helping us carry the chairs and him protecting us when the chairs fell ‼️🥹💚

On the main story, Silver is the only one who asks us if we're fine from time to time and the fact he rescued us after Mickey's dream collapsed--- and ofc Malleus indirectly helping us on Book 3 bcs of the Gargoyle Analogy lol--- I LOVE IT 🥹🫶🏻✨💗💞💗💖💘

Even the events mentions how precious Ramshackle is to Diasomnia so 🤗🤗🤗 thank you for being the backbone of many Yuu&Grim spotlight, Diasomnia-- Best dorm frfr✨✨💞💞💗💞💗

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skyeslittlecorner · 2 months

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Can we have some family's moments plsssss 🥺 Like how the kings take care of the baby after birth (the skin-to-skin contact with the dads is so precious) and maybe some scenerio where they introduce their kids to the nobles pls 😭💕

I hesitated with this request for a long time (sorry! And thank you for your patience!), but I wanted to include everyone here. I needed some time. It's finally ready!

Satan

The pregnancy was as much fun (for Satan) as it was exhausting (for you). Of course, he supported you. Especially when you were screaming during labor that you hated him, and it was all his fault, and he almost cum feeling your anger. But to the point.

He is a truly excellent father and knows how to deal with children, because he has attended births many times. When he lies down next to you and holds your twins in his arms, the look on his face will be one of pure happiness (from tonight onwards there will be not one, but three pairs of headlights staring at you). He will gently support their heads and stroke them between the nubs that will later become horns. You've never seen him so calm before. So caring. As if suddenly, for a brief moment, all his wrath and depression disappeared.

As for the nobles - Satan needs to enjoy the kids, so when Leraye and Paimon come cooing at you and the baby, they'll get their ass kicked. There should be silence! You are tired, twins also need to get used to their parents. Although, Paimon and Leraye will be great guardians, just keep an eye on them all, because when they are having fun, they are really messy. Poor stuffed animals.

Sitri will be the first to have the honor of holding them (and changing their diapers). I think he will be most confused when he has to take care of children for the first time, because they are small, dependent and illogical. He'll learn quickly, especially with your help. Show him how to take care of little ones, and he will do well on the first try.

The best nanny will of course be Astaroth, he is perfect for children. After all, he was the one who started the legend of Santa Claus. (And I still headcanon him to be so old that he was little Satan's guardian). Zagan will be a little more shy, he will consider twins two little treasures, and slowly he will have to learn that they will not shatter like glass when he touches them (the demonstration will be a loving father who will lift the kid by the foot). Belial is also a great nanny, although Jiyu is forbidden from staying with the child for long periods of time.

Satan, of course, is the perfect father. He sometimes has stupid ideas, but he knows perfectly well how to do everything with children, and he would love to stay with you all the time if it weren't for the war and responsibilities.

Mammon

Every contact with Mammon is skin to skin contact. He will be exceptionally delicate. The baby is not so little (and labor wasn't easy), but in his hands it looks even smaller than usual.

He will let you enjoy your child as much as you want and will wait patiently for you to give them to him. During this time, his greed will only increase, but it feels good. After all, as his Master, no, as someone more - as his Wife, you have priority over everything. Especially the baby you gave him. He loves you even more for this, because you yourself are his treasure and you have given him something he never had before.

Bimet will be torn between hiring a nanny and keeping money, but greed will win. Even if he has to take care of the child. Although he will try to avoid his responsibilities as much as possible so that he can only be present while having fun. The kind of uncle who can play with a toddler until he or they start crying.

Valefor will be a much better guardian. He won't be afraid to change clothes and feed the baby, even if they throw gold-plated porridge. Strangely enough, while it won't always be cute, Eligos will take care of them the best of all. Mainly because good care means more attention and headpats for him. I don't know why, but I have the impression that Eligos will be the greatest help for you in raising, because he will be the least likely to spoil this already heavily spoiled child.

Beelzebub

As you expected, Beelzebub will appear very late, but for completely different reasons than you think. This date was etched in his memory like a stone. Except he doesn't know if it's safe, because the moment he sits next to you on the bed, looks at your tired smile, touches your baby… all his desire to wander will disappear. He will have a dangerous urge to give it all up and stay with you. See your child grow up. To look after you. Cursed angels and cursed war, he will destroy the entire Heaven, but he wants to stay with you. When he hugs the baby to his chest, his face shows genuine emotion… and pain. You don't need further assurances of how much he loves you.

There is a running joke that the kids will treat Bael as their father, but neither him nor Beel won't allow it. Bael don't like to be confused with him if he don't have to, after all. Also, even Nabe can tell them apart without glasses, and their children will be able to tell them even more. In everyday life he will actually be a good uncle. Like Sitri, he will need time (and energy) to get used to it, but... he has too much other work to do instead of raising a child.

Naberius won't really know what to do with the children. His greatest contribution would be to play with them, especially if he changed into his dog form. It's not that he doesn't want to help, but his brain freezes when you tell him to heat up the milk. You think it's cute and tell him to mainly keep an eye on them. Stolas is a little better help, but he's loud and energetic. While he can prepare a meal, he's not very good at changing diapers.

The royal nanny in this case will be Amon, if you can convince him to do so. The fact that these are Beelzebub's children should help. We know that if he wants, he can handle any situation very well, and besides, he is mainly our guard when we are at Avisos. This way, you will solve Bael's problem with the always sleeping Amon, and Amon himself will be happy, feeling part of your family.

Leviathan

It's not easy to read the emotions on Leviathan's face, but the way he holds your child, seemingly holding his breath so as not to harm them, made you feel warmer. Always perfect, now he looks like the most lost man in Hades. You will help him, position his hands to hold the baby properly, allow him to get used to the baby's gentleness, and tell him that babies need close contact to maintain body warmth and a steady heartbeat. When Leviathan hears this, he won't want to put the baby down for even a second. The only exception is when you are holding them. In fact, he's torn because when he gives you the baby back, he's jealous that he doesn't hold it, and when he holds it, he's jealous that he just had a beautiful sight of you holding them in your arms… Life is so hard.

I see him as the only king who is not a perfect father. Why should he be if he was no example? He didn't even have a childhood. Neither of you will mention it, but you will learn together how to take care of your baby. This will only bring you much closer. Especially since there is a lot of chaos and very little perfection in parents' lives. He will try as hard as he can, on his own, willingly, but sometimes kiss him and tell him that you will take care of the baby at night. He will be grateful to you for this. Especially since Leviathan will do everything to give your child a real childhood.

Unlike other countries, Hades has no official best nanny. Foras is great at taking care of mundane things like feeding, changing, and bathing, but he's not very affectionate. Barbatos is even too affectionate and playful, he can take care of the child in any way, but keep an eye on him because he considers clothes to be an unnecessary accessory. The best nanny would be Glasyalabolas, if it weren't for the fact that from the very beginning he tries to convince the little prince or princess to dethrone their daddy. Coup d'état, that's just good fun!

As for Orias, in this case Leviathan is much more cautious, but when he sees that his noble still prefers him to the child, then (his ego will be tickled) he will have no problem with him.

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lunargrapejuice · 10 months

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hellooo :)))

i love your writing so much and i don't know if requests are open but if they aren't ignore this please :>

i literally would DIE for diluc hurt/comfort anyday i love him so much ☹️💞💞

can i please request diluc x fem reader who is suffering with depression but hides it from diluc because he already has a traumatic background and she doesn't wanna be a burden, and he finds out about her depression when she is having one of her episodes and he just goes all fluffy 🤭 💕

you don't have to write this if you're uncomfortable but have a nice day/night anyways :)) and lola is so cute btw :3

diluc ragnvindr x reader

warnings: no pronouns used, hurt/comfort, mentions of depression but i tried to make it pretty generalized! what i did write was based on my own experience with depression so im sorry if it’s wrong compared to anyone else’s

authors note: thank you so much for your kind words & for requesting! i hope this was okay 🥺🩷 hehe lola is such a lil baby thank you🩷💕

diluc had always told you that you could rely on him whenever you needed, for anything you needed, and when he said those words you had agreed with a smile when you knew just how little you wanted to burden him with anything at all. let alone these emotions you had dealt with for so long, that still seemed to get the better of you from time to time, that could consume you and make the world feel as dark and heavy as the deepest parts of the sea.

so you never reached out, never told him about the emotions crashing into you like a rocky tide even when you felt like you might break under his tender gaze and his worried tone as he asks if you’re alright when you weren’t doing the best of jobs at holding it together. seeing the stoic diluc worry for you, offer you himself just to be sure you were alright.. a part of you felt as though you didn’t deserve it, but he was always so kind, and he needn't worry about you. he already had so much on his mind and that weighed down his own heart..

this was something you could and would keep to yourself, something you had to fight all by yourself, and you did your damndest to hide it from him. even as you fell for him, wanting to give him your heart and soul, including the broken pieces you were trying so hard to put back together, you chose to keep it close to your chest and not let him be burdened by your depression.

but what were you to do when he caught you drowning in the middle of that vast, depthless, ocean and offered you himself to hold onto?

his voice was wrought with emotion as he called your name and caught your attention through your teary eyes. you thought you had been avoiding him successfully, seeing him enough to where he wouldn’t suspect you but with enough distance that he wouldn’t see just how okay you were not the past weeks, but now that he was in front of you, kneeling to meet your body that felt too heavy to carry as you cried, you realize maybe he had known all along and waited patiently for you to tell him or show him.

you saw the black leather of his gloves hovering over you, hesitant to touch you but his ruby eyes told you of how badly he wished to hold you, to comfort you. he was so close you could smell the lingering fragrance of wine and oak on his skin, felt the heat of his body even if he wasn’t touching you at this moment.

“please.. talk to me,” he pleads, his voice cracking at his own emotions becoming too much for him to hold back.

of course he had noticed the signs of your sadness, not knowing the entire depths of it all but nonetheless wanting to help you carry it, remind you that you were never alone and that his strength, no matter the form you needed it in, would always be yours to rely upon. when he came to check up on you, his heart yearning to see you, he hadn’t expected to find you in the quietness of your living room, clinging to a pillow as if it might help stop your sobbing the tighter you held it.

he was quick on his feet to make his way to your side, forgetting about anything other than you and the deep desire to do anything to bring back your smile, but startling you in the process when his fingers touch your shoulder and you jump back in surprise, not having heard him knock at the door or call your name before entering after your sad sounds muffled through the door had him thinking the worst.

“diluc..” you choke out, not knowing what to do other than succumb to how badly you need him right now. in the suffocating ice depths he was the blazing fire that promised to keep you safe, keep you warm, until you could go on; the steadiness of it, of him, a silent vow to never leave your side.

the moment your hands touch his arms, trembling fingers clinging to his coat sleeves with a tighter grip than you intended, he finally lets himself touch you again. his touch is much softer than your own, as if you were made of the finest glass and he was the sworn keeper and protector of such a precious object. warm leather catches your endless tears, strokes your cheeks to try to wipe them away and when he learns it will be to no avail, at least not yet, his gentle hands tangle into your hair and around your middle, pulling you against his chest.

his touch grows more intense then, nearly matching your own that holds onto the back of his coat and some of his hair. it doesn’t hurt, doesn’t bother him, hold on as tightly as you need for he would not waver.

you can hear the beating of his heart in your ears, each thump quieting the thoughts you couldn’t get to stop before. the warmth that surrounds you seeps into your bones and thaws every bit of cold that held you, the softness of his shirt collecting your tears, his quiet ‘i’m here’ and ‘i’ve got you’ wrapping around your heart and encasing it in protective flames.

after a while, never once parting from each other's embrace, your body grows weak, your hold softening while his remained comforting and steady. your eyes no longer weep so unwillfully but your sorrow is replaced with shame and worry. you hadn’t meant for him to see.. wanted to be stronger than this for him and for yourself-

your thoughts are cut off by the hand once lost in your hair now gently pulling up your chin to meet his gaze, nothing but earnest worry and love swirling in his scarlet eyes. for the first time since you grabbed ahold of him, he finally lets go of your middle, long and steady fingers coming to move the hair sticking to your wet cheeks. your eyes flutter closed as his movements and you keep your arms around him, not ready to let go but he doesn’t have any intention of moving away from you.

he whispers your name, his own emotions still at the back of his throat, and your eyes open slowly in response, even if at times under his undivided attention you couldn’t look for long before bursting with warmth and embarrassment. you think perhaps you should be embarrassed now, puffy eyes with wet lashes and your running nose, the mess you’ve made of his shirt, the truth of what you’ve been hiding from him finally coming to light, leaving you vulnerable but you find yourself unable to look away despite it all and your heart beating with hope when he speaks again.

“whatever ails you, no matter what it is, i will always be beside you to help you through it. in any way i can,” his fingers caress your cheek with one hand and along your jaw with the other. you swear you could cry all over again but for happier reasons this time. “i will hold you. i will give you my strength, anything you could ask for. and when you’re ready to share with me, i will listen.”

“‘luc..” your eyes drop, your fingers fidgeting with the fabric of his coat. you don’t want to keep it from him any longer.. not when he looks at you like this, like you were his whole world. but your worries hold you back.. “how could i possibly burden you with this?” you mumble, like a child not wanting to admit that had done something bad. “after everything..”

before you can say more, compare your sorrows to his own when that was the very last thing he wanted, he pulls you against his chest. the past haunted him, kept a dark cloud over his world, blocking out the sun and moon, but you were his future, his light in that darkness and there isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for you. there was nothing he would let you go through alone.

neither of you would ever have to go through anything alone again, not now that you had each other.

“you are never a burden to me,” he says it like it was so matter of fact but still like it pained him that you thought anything different. “please share your happiness and sorrows with me,” his grip tightens around you, his face now buried in the crook of your neck, breath hot on your skin, soft red locks tickling your jaw and neck. “through it all i swear i’ll be here.”

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blushedfemme · 23 days

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how do you deal with the loneliness that comes with being a stone femme? sometimes i feel like i’ll be alone forever if i don’t compromise my boundaries.

oh gosh. 🥺 honestly, it is so hard. i was crying about it just last night. and a lot of answers i’ve seen to this feeling focus on how we are such perfect complements to a stone butch top. which is true and lovely, but it is so hard to find each other out in the real world. there are so few of us. it’s easy to lose hope.

try to remember you have a lot to offer a potential lover. i think stone/high femmes tend to be very giving, attentive, careful, and selfless. not in spite of our stone but because of it.

sex can be a minefield of complicated feelings for a lot of lesbians, queer, and trans people, including those who are not stone. as a high femme i am especially aware of that. i love to be a soft place to land for someone. i intuitively understand how certain touches and words can affirm someone’s unique experience of gender, whether they’re a stone butch top or not. i have made space for a lover’s trauma when they needed it, sometimes in the midst of sex or immediately after. making them feel heard and safe. i think my ability to do that comes from my stone.

i’ve had the chance to hang out with another stone femme in person exactly once, and it was crazy how much we aligned on things that didn’t have anything to do with sex or bottoming. which is so affirming, in a way, because it reassures me that my stone does shape me, it’s part of my identity, not just some ‘boundary’ i have in bed. it was so affirming to talk to them and see how beautiful they are as a person and how loving as a partner. i know that if we ever talked in person, anon, i would see the same things in you. 🥹💓 it’s the stone femme energy!!

yes, there are a lot of people out there who will need something we can’t comfortably give. and that’s okay. i know there are also so many people who will see the beauty in that part of us, and appreciate it as a gift. in dark lonely moments in the middle of the night, i might wish i was different, but in my heart i know a lot of my strength comes from my stone. it’s not a cold arbitrary line i draw around myself. it is my warmth. it informs everything about how i relate to a lover, to my community, to friends.

i hope some of this resonates, i wish i could give you a big hug 💞💖💕 thank you for giving me a chance to write this because it actually helped me feel better, i hope it helps you too

#clarke answers #stone identity #ask a femme

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crowleyholmes · 5 months

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hi there chris! since the new year is approaching rapidly, i wanted to ask my favorite creators (that includes you! i love your art!) how they look back on their 2023 tumblr year and which blogs made them happy to be here. i am very happy to follow you and hope you'll have a great 2024! 💘

Hiiii omg this is so sweet and means a lot to me, thank you! 🥺💕

I've been meaning to do a little end-of-the-year shoutout/love post for some of my favorite blogs, so I hope you don't mind if I use your ask as the perfect excuse!

I've had many fun years on tumblr, but this one has been extra special. Falling into the Good Omens fandom and meeting all of you amazing people has made this year so so SO much better than it otherwise would have been, so here are some special shoutouts (apologies, I'm sure this will get long, things like this tend to get away from me, so I'll put it under a read-more)

@majortomyourcurcuitsdead SASHA can you believe I was going to just send you an anon telling you that I think you're cool and leave it at that. Can you believe it. WELL thank Somebody you had your anon turned off and I had to expose myself in your dms because it feels like we just instantly connected about like 20 different things and haven't stopped talking since sskjdfhs anyway I'm so happy I met you you're so fun and so clever and so talented and so enthusiastic and I've only known you for like. What 2 months?? Ish? But I already love you so much <3

@lineffability !!! Line you are so *struggles to find words* you're just great is what you are okay. I feel like you are what happens when somebody takes a big cup and puts six shots of love, chaos, sunshine, talent, fun, and enthusiasm into it, generously sprinkles intelligence on top and gives it a good stir. I don't even remember how or when or why we started talking tbh? But your creativity is so inspiring, and some of my favorite tumblr-moments of this year have been 'yes-and'ing with you about one thing or another in a very >:3 manner hahah so! my point is! i love you lots <3

@dontbotheraziraphale Teeeedddd you're wonderful, I vented at you one time and then we talked for like 2 hours and at the end of that 1 conversation I already considered you a friend - and not just in that "tumblr mutuals who talk 1 time are my friends" kind of way but like. Genuinely. You're so kind and so fun and every time we talk it's such a good time ily a lot my bro my buddy my man <3

@crikey01 Tallulah HI I also completely forgot how we started talking but I remember connecting the dots that you were the one who painted those INSANE black and white and gold oil paintings and the way my jaw dropped like?? BRO you're so talented I admire you so much! And I love that we bonded over stopping each other from masochistically checking certain peoples' blogs... 😂 Anyway you're so sweet and fun and ily lots <3

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The list could probably go on but you four are the people I've talked to most on here and you're the tumblr chat boxes I never close but always just minimize and y'all better see this as the ultimate internet declaration of affection that it Clearly is >:D 💕

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And here are some more shout-outs because I just HAVE to.

Apologies, I know I've already tagged a bunch of you recently in a mutuals appreciation post but. This is my official thank-you-for-2023 post and I just have a lot of love for you all okay sorry feel free to ignore this <3

@rowan-ashtree (i'll text you back soon I promise I'm sorry I just haven't had the brain-space recently ssjkdfh) @crawley-fell (we've never talked but i love you from afar :')) @ineffabildaddy @llokilaufeyson @actual-changeling @saryasy @hyperfocusthusly @beccibarnes @rainbowcrowley @thesherrinfordfacility @goodoldfashionednightingale @wibbly-wobbly-blog @highlyillogicalandroid (i see your data obsession and i agree <3) @tortugay @foolishlovers @stargazing-crowley @gingiekittycat @weasleywrinkles @bildads-shoes @finleycannotdraw @bowtiepastabitch @heytherefluffy @samwwise @nocturnal-birb @athousandyearstime @angelsdiningattheritz @most-normal-eccles-cake-ignorer @jedthesecretdreamer @wraithee @hydrangeadangea @southfarthing @frodo-baggins @mobius-m-mobius

#asks #2023 reflections #personal #friends and mutuals and others appreciation post <33

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strongheartneteyam · 10 months

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Realize where you belong.

Pairing: neteyam sully x female!dreamwalker!reader/female!human!reader

Chapter 6

CW: lots of angst, jealousy is not even the right word to describe neteyam's state anymore, emotionally hurt neteyam, yandere neteyam, reader has a hard time trying to fight her feelings for neteyam, mentions of using someone with the intention of forgetting someone else, mild violence, mentions of sexual fluids, possessive and territorial neteyam, mentions of depressive symptoms, use of alcohol, feelings of fear, tension, confessions of love, fluff. I think that's all (??)

✨ IM BACK ✨ I can't even believe I managed to finally update this fanfic! 😂 All of a sudden I spent days on end being a 24/7 nurse for my spayed kitten and didn't have time for anything + having to give her 2 different pills at 2 different times, all during the am hours, plus another one in the morning, left me SOOO sleep deprived. It was horrible. Thank God she doesn't have to take the pills anymore. ANYWAY lol Guys, in the beginning of the chapter until the middle of it, I think, I know you guys are gonna want to murder me or reader or both (you know that y/n meme with the pic of the blonde girl "choking" her own shadow in the wall, saying like "babe this is not us" or smth? so… pretty much that! lol) BUT I PROMISE it's gonna be really good in the end 🥲 trust me, please 🥺 it's the moment most of us (yes, me included!) have been waiting for! 💕 Also, this is a longer chapter, compared to the usual. Maybe a compensation for my absence? Idk! lol I just hope you guys like it! haha OKAY if I say anything else, it'll be a spoiler lol love y'all to death!!! my readers are my babies, my lil angels… I truly freaking love you guys so much!!! 🫀⚘

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Chapter 5

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I can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body

Laughin', but the joke's not funny at all

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I can see you staring, honey, like he's just your understudy

Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me

Second, third, and hundredth chances

Balancin' on breaking branches

Those eyes add insult to injury

exile (Taylor Swift, Bon Iver)

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The air was thick and chaotic at the Olo'eyktan's hut that morning. Everyone seemed to be a bit too restless, either getting ready to go show up to their duties to the clan, like Neytiri, or thinking about some personal struggle, like Kiri, who was lost in thought, looking a bit sad. But she was also mixing some herbs and flowers, preparing a thick, violet colored substance that was used to treat wounds, that she would later give to Neytiri. Kiri would always help Neytiri a lot, assisting her in her Tsahìk position in the Omatikaya clan.

But Neteyam still stood out among the whole family. He was unmistakably grumpy that morning, Lo’ak noticed, as he was - once again - watching the weird way his older brother was behaving. Neteyam was not being his usual calm and caring self. He was not trying to take care of everyone, not giving out smiles and trying to cheer his siblings up. He was even distracted when Jake was giving him instructions about how today's training would go and giving him other orders, like telling him to keep an eye on Tuk whenever he's able to, as she was growing and becoming even smarter, more energetic and mischievous and was starting to get into more trouble, sometimes even picking fights with other girls in the clan, becoming a bit too much like Lo'ak, which had been making Jake rub the sides of his forehead in worry lately, way more often than he liked to admit.

"The Mighty Warrior, distracted when dad is telling him what to do?! What the fuck is happening?!" Lo'ak thought. Something was very wrong. And Lo’ak was determined to find out what it was.

Neteyam sat with his legs slightly open, his hands were crossed, his elbows resting on his knees. He had a lost stare in his eyes, gazing at the nothingness, looking like he was mad at someone who had just maybe punched him in the face.

He did not know how to deal with it all, that turmoil of emotions you were causing inside him felt overwhelming to the Sullys first born. He had taken on just so many challenges throughout his life and conquered most of them, but he feared you were gonna be a war that he might lose. He had to admit it bruised his ego. Suddenly, he did not feel like such a Mighty Warrior after all. An adversary that most people would judge as a weak one compared to him, a mere human girl, so small in comparison to his size, was defeating him. Suddenly all his skills with bows, arrows, big knives and even big, intimidating shotguns were not enough.

And Neteyam felt lost. He did not know what to do. For the first time in his life, his rational and smart brain could not seem to produce a war strategy that could help him win. Win you. He felt just like a wounded warrior, bleeding on the floor.

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You decided to finally answer Derek’s messages today, after ghosting him for a while. You were feeling weird and lonely. And shaken. God, still so shaken... What the hell happened last night? Did that really happen? Was it all just a dream? You could swear those words Neteyam Suli had given you, about how he was in love with you, that his hauntingly tall and broad figure, vulnerable, kneeling on the ground in front of you, telling you he could tell you desired him too, had all been just part of a weird, eerie, anxious, borderline wet dream.

You knew very well what you were doing to Derek. You were using him to forget about the mess Neteyam was making of you. You knew that was wrong and you did feel guilty and ashamed. But you also knew you had to step back into your old reality, into that familiar world, into your comfort zone, a place where there were only regular human guys interested in you, not that current unsettling reality you were living in - you could still swear it had all just been a dream. Or a nightmare, perhaps. You were not sure -, where there was an almost 10 feet tall alien boy pursuing you, declaring his love and his nearly inappropriate desire for you, talking about the intimate parts of your body in a way that made you uncomfortable, anxious but... that lured you in too, at the same time. You needed an escape from it all. Your already disturbed mind did not seem able to deal with those facts at that moment and Derek seemed like the perfect distraction.

Damn, what had you become? That was not ethical or moral at all - using a human being like a tool to distract you from your conflicting emotions - but you did not seem to be capable of caring too much about being ethical or moral at that time. Your whole perception of the world seemed to be changing. You felt bedazzled and unsteady. You did not want to admit to yourself that you were starting to feel too much for Neteyam, that you were running away from your feelings like a thief runs away with an expensive item he just robbed. No, you were not in love with him. How could that even be? Everybody knew the na’vi don’t get romantically involved with humans. Your races were more like enemies than buddies. There were only a few humans who were loyal to the na'vi and maintained a somewhat close relationship with them, but never a romantic one. What was making you and Neteyam feel like that for each other? That could only bring problems and you sure as hell did not want more trouble in your already complicated life.

You would be better off sticking to a human male instead. It was safe and familiar. It did not make your anxiety skyrocket. But it also did not excite you a single bit. Derek caused you nothing. You could barely even feel actually turned on when he touched your body and kissed your lips. It was just like he was a habit you had gotten used to, making out with him here and there, to numb the pain you felt inside your heart almost all the time. His biggest efforts to make you wet never seemed to work. Meanwhile, Neteyam got you wet without having ever touched you. That sure spoke loud enough.

So why were you rejecting Neteyam and going after Derek?

Maybe you felt too afraid to take a risk, to follow your heart. God knows following that damn reddish muscular organ had put you in the worst situations possible in the past. You felt numb but you felt safe. And safe felt good. Bearable, at least. You were afraid if you gave into what you felt for Neteyam you just might explode. The feelings were that strong. You did not know what to do to try and ignore that tiny but extremely annoying creature inside your brain that would always be whispering “What if something actually good came out of it? Take a risk. For once in your life, don’t play it safe.”

But you were choosing to play it safe, anyway. At least this afternoon. You were gonna meet Derek, after two weeks without doing so, and just hang out, eat junk food, drink some alcohol and talk about non important things, just laugh and be silly, like you two always used to do. He was a good friend. Too bad he never made any type of fire light up inside of you, not even in the very beginning of your rendezvous, that’s why you never got to have sex with him. You were simply not interested. At all, to be honest. You wondered why you still insisted on being physically intimate with him. There were many things in your life that you did and did not really think too much about. They were just pure routine, they just kinda happened and you let them, almost like you weren't really living your life, but only a mere spectator to the events that were happening to you. And it seemed like you felt too emotionally numb to put an end to them. Your involvement with Derek was one of those things. He started to flirt with you one day, you were bored and you thought "why not?" and now, months later, you were still caught in this situation. If anyone asked you if there was any other reason why you were gonna see Derek today other than to try and get Neteyam out of your mind, you honestly couldn't say there was. It was crystal clear to you that, even though you were fighting like crazy to deny your feelings for Neteyam, you were indeed falling for him.

But how could that be? Some days ago, he was only an Omatikaya famous warrior - and, oh, let's not forget, the next Olo'eyktan of their clan - that you had only heard people talk about.

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Neteyam was up in one of the highest tree branches he could find that day. He did not want anybody to see him, as usual, but he also did not want you to know he was watching you, either. He knew you were now aware of his constant presence around you. He knew you were not oblivious to his love anymore.

The sun was harassing his eyes, so he put his hand over them and squinted hard to try and see if the guy next to you, in the laboratory’s cafeteria, was really who he thought it was. When his eyes could get a better view, once the sun was not bothering them so much anymore, he felt something sinking in his stomach and his heartbeat accelerated considerably.

He had just confirmed who the guy was. It was that disgusting little human male that liked to act like you were his mate. Neteyam hissed ferociously, his protruding na’vi fangs looking scarier than ever, as his wide feline eyes watched Derek leaning close to your face and kissing your lips. Neteyam wanted to die - or maybe kill Derek - when he noticed you kissed him back.

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You forced a smile while looking at Derek, after you had the initiative to break that damn kiss who seemed to never end. He seemed satisfied with the fact that you two had just kissed, contrary to what you were feeling. You honestly felt like you wanted to throw up. All you could think about was how it would feel to kiss Neteyam, to smell his scent again, that was so abundantly different from what you were used to, but that fact only seemed to make you want him even more.

You looked away to try and forget the ridiculous mistake you were making by being with Derek at that moment. You were looking at the ground and your gaze moved upwards. Now your eyes were directed towards the outside of the lab. What you saw startled you beyond reason. Neteyam was squatting, up in the branches of a huge tree, not too close but not too far from the part of the laboratory you and Derek were currently in. His fangs were out, seeming bigger than ever, as he hissed ferociously. Neteyam's animalistic side had completely taken over him and you could tell.

A chill ran down your spine. You could feel in your guts something bad was about to happen.

Your heart throbbed in pain as you saw how hurt he was now that he had seen you kissing Derek, even after he - Neteyam - had confessed his feelings for you in such a vulnerable way last eclipse. You saw in his eyes how betrayed he felt, like you were just silently telling him that his love did not matter at all to you and you'd rather be with any other guy but him.

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"Hey, I'm going outside for a while, 'kay?" Derek spoke as he got up from the place he had been sitting, beside you, kissing your cheek "The boys are gonna meet me behind the lab in a while. "

Oh, no. Derek would not be safe if he went outside. Not with Neteyam spilling hate for him out of his soul like that. You had to try and find a way to keep Derek inside.

"Oh." You said, not being able to conceal your nervousness "Why don't you wait for them to actually get there before you go?!" You almost begged, visibly tense

"God, you seem nervous." He chuckled slightly, seeming uncomfortable " Is everything alright?"

"Yeah! I just want you to spend some more time with me." You pouted at him, coming up with an excuse to try and keep Derek from going out of the lab

"Sorry, sugar. It was nice hanging out and stuff but I really need to go now." He was already walking fast towards the door before you could try and talk him out of that stupid idea

You couldn't let any of the people in that cafeteria know something was up, so, you pretended everything was alright and finished eating your chips and took the last sip of your canned whisky and coke and stood up, walking slowly (when you actually wanted to freaking run) in the direction of the lab's metal door that led to outside.

You put your oxygen mask on, took a deep breath and walked out the door.

You heard a noise, it was like a really heavy object falling to the floor. You also heard some strong thuds.

When you started to walk around to try and see what was happening, you realized your fear had become reality. Neteyam was sitting on top of Derek’s squirming body, his toned, striped thighs straddling Derek’s torax. You gasped when you realized Derek was no longer wearing his oxygen mask and Neteyam's huge hand was over Derek's mouth, preventing him from screaming for help. Neteyam looked at him like a hunter looks at their prey, while his big fangs and loud hisses put fear in the human boy's eyes. Derek was completely terrified.

Your heart beat sped up insanely and your hands were now cold as ice. You were afraid for Derek’s life.

You knew that the way Neteyam was taking out his frustration and jealousy on Derek was indescribably far from okay but still, as cruel to Derek as it seemed, you still felt incredibly sorry for the Omatikaya in front of you.

At the end of the day, you had a big percentage of blame for what he was doing right now. You were confused and afraid and torn but you knew to whom your heart belonged and it was not Derek. So why the hell were you being so selfish to the point of hurting two boys at the same time just because you didn't know how to deal with your own feelings? You realized it was time for you to stop being a coward and put an end to that madness.

You could tell Neteyam was not okay mentally and you knew that you were being toxic too, that you were contributing for his mental state to get worse with your indecisiveness and fear, despite his efforts to show you he would never hurt you. You wanted to stop hurting him and help him instead, to finally let go and admit to yourself and to him that yes, despite the way you had been acting, you were in love with him too.

"Neteyam, don't!! Let him go, please!!" You shouted, running towards the human and the na'vi boy.

You finally got close to Neteyam. He stopped and looked at you, his eyes so fiery, the calm golden pools they always used to be were now boiling with feelings of anger, jealousy, hurt and betrayal.

"For me! Please?" You pleaded him, looking deep into his eyes while stroking his strong blue arm

You watched that beast inside of Neteyam slowly calm down, as his feline ears pointed downwards and his eyes became softer. He moved his hand away from Derek’s mouth and the human boy let out a series of labored breaths. Neteyam slowly got off of him, revealing his beyond intimidating height as he stood up, and stepped away from him.

You walked as fast as you could to where Derek's oxygen mask was laying on the floor and picked it up, checking if was broken (it wasn't! Thank you, Universe.) and went back to where he was lying down and gave it back to him.

Neteyam watched your movements and felt jealous when you got close to Derek, so, once you got back to the place where you were standing before, Neteyam stood right next to your arm. His instincts told him to mark his territory.

Derek swiftly put it back on. He was almost completely out of breath. Derek breathed in deep once the mask was covering his face, taking in all the oxygen he possibly could.

"Are you okay?" You looked down at Derek’s body, searching for any visible wounds. There were none, at best. "God, I'm so sorry about this…"

"Yeah, I'm fine, somehow." Derek seemed afraid, shocked, frustrated and angry, all simultaneously, as he got off the floor and got back on his feet

"Please, don't tell anyone that you saw Neteyam or that he tried to hurt you, okay?"

"What the fuck?!! This psycho almost tried to kill me!! Why are you defending him?!"

Neteyam hissed at him when he heard what he had just called him but you squeezed his arm and he looked at you, remembering your pleas were the thing that were keeping him from killing that small, pink male. Even though it hurt him deeply that you were protecting that human, he couldn't bring himself to ignore you when you were begging him not to hurt Derek. You had Neteyam in the palm of your hand.

"You don't understand! If you let anyone in that lab know what Neteyam did to you, the RDA will eventually know about it too! Do you understand how serious this is? Do you wanna see Neteyam dead?!" You urged him, looking deep into his eyes "You could even help start another war between the humans and the na'vi. Do you understand that it is a much bigger issue than it seems to be? Just forget about what happened and I'll make sure Neteyam won't ever try to hurt you again."

Derek smirked in contempt

"How can you be so sure he will listen to you?"

"I know he will! He loves me. And… I love him too."

Derek’s face had a big question mark all over it now and his mouth fell open.

Neteyam seemed to be shocked for a while. He did not expect you to say that, at all. He thought you would never love him back. Neteyam couldn't seem to believe those words had actually just come out of your mouth.

You breathed in deep, trying to stay calm amidst all that chaos "This thing between us…" You looked at Derek "It's over. I don't know why I was still insisting on it, I never even felt attracted to you, in the first place. I'm sorry."

"I'm outta here! All of this shit that's going on… feels like a fucking nightmare"

"Can you do as I said and not tell anyone about Neteyam? Nobody, ever? Please?!" You were nervous, brows furrowed, talking fast

"Okay!! Just let me go now! I think it's better if you and I keep some distance from each other from now on. I don't want your crazy na'vi boyfriend trying to kill me again."

Neteyam hissed at Derek again when he heard the word "crazy" and Derek rapidly looked at him, startled, but couldn't be brave enough to spend more than some seconds staring at him, so, he swiftly looked away

"Neteyam, please!! He's going already." You looked at Neteyam, a bit angry and impatient, asking him to calm down "Just go, Derek." You spit out and sighed, feeling physically and mentally drained after having to stop that stupid fight

Derek finally turned his back to you and Neteyam and left.

You looked at Neteyam. His eyes were glued on you. Those pretty amber eyes. His face wasn't full of hatred and anger anymore. His demeanor was much calmer now. His body language radiated love towards you. His tail was wagging softly. You felt pain and regret consuming your chest. How could you have treated Neteyam so badly last night? You realized now you couldn't hold him to the same standards you hold human males. The na'vi are animalistic beings, in spite of their high intelligence. And worse, how could you be irresponsible enough to kiss Derek even not actually wanting to, making Neteyam see it and get as hurt as he did? You sure were being trashy.

"My tawtute…" he cooed as he turned to look in your eyes "I won't let you run away from me anymore." Neteyam had a big smile on his lips "I don't care if you try to. That's all I needed to hear, that you love me. Now that you've said it, even if you didn't say it directly to me, I'm gonna fight for you even harder, even if you keep trying to push me away, I will keep bothering you." He kept smiling, blissful "You're like an Ikran. I just need to be patient with you. Eventually, I'll tame you and you'll be mine. All mine, hi'ì 'emyu." (small cook) "Bonded to me through tsaheylu. I can be patient and I will be."

You could only look at him, stare at his face and ask yourself why. Why was he willing to put so much work into making you his mate?

"I'm not gonna run away from you anymore." You finally said "I'm done running. I'm done keeping myself miserable and alone because I'm too afraid to trust you and let you in. While trying to keep myself "safe", I was hurting myself and hurting you. I'm not doing that anymore, Neteyam. I was so stupid… I can't really say what it is, but there's just something about you… I think about you all the time, since the first time I saw you when you appeared for me outside that window. I don't believe someone can fall in love so fast but…" You were about to burst into tears "I'm in love with you."

Neteyam looked at you with the biggest smile on his plump lips, while his heart beat uncommonly fast inside his chest. He was overwhelmed with joy but as he was seeing the tears welling up in your eyes, he felt like he was about to cry too. But he didn't. Having learned throughout his whole life to always act with self control and rationality in front of everyone, - not really by choice, but because he knew that was how the Olo'eyktan to be should act, to keep a good reputation, to let his people know he was strong enough to control his emotions and not let them get in the way of him making good decisions for the Omatikaya - his ability to show some aspects of his feelings was a bit impaired now and that included crying. Even though he almost cried in front of you when you rejected him, he couldn't bring himself to cry of joy, now that you were saying that you wanna be with him too.

"I'm sorry for… what you saw. Me and Derek. I never liked him, Neteyam. He was just-"

"Yawne, no." Neteyam interrupted " It's okay. I don't wanna hear about that human." He looked disgusted only by the thought of Derek "And I don’t want you thinking about him either. You're mine now. Just forget about him. It's me that you like, right?" He gave you a gentle smile now and you nodded your head positively "Then focus on me, yawntutsyìp."

You looked at him, shyly, and smiled

"So… Can I ask for a hug, now?" your heart beat fast inside your chest cavity as you nervously said that

"Oeyä tawtute…" (my human) "You don't even need to ask." He opened his big, strong arms as he spoke "Come here."

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willalove75 · 10 months

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May I please request a Rebecca/Y!N where YN is deaf? Maybe Rebecca bumps into her in the club and gets annoyed cause she won’t say anything. Maybe YN is a friend of Ted’s.

I don’t really have any more of an idea then that I’m sorry 🥺 just would like to see a deaf YN like me 💕💕

I LOVE this idea!!!

Thank you so much for the request! I hope I'm able to do the deaf/hard of hearing community justice with this one!💕

I myself am not part of the community, but I've taken ASL throughout high school and college and one of my best friends is deaf/hard of hearing so I hope I can do a decent job portraying y/n💕

The music is so loud Rebecca can feel the bass in her chest. She moves through the crowd making her way to the bar, weaving in and out of people. She sees you out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't act fast enough before the two of you run straight into each other.

"Oi!" Rebecca says, shooting a glare your way.

Taken back, you look at the woman you just ran into, you can see the glare in her eyes so you put your hands up in a "sorry" gesture and continue on your way.

"She didn't even say sorry, unbelievable." Rebecca grumbles to herself as she heads to the bar.

You can see your friend Abigail and she waves in your direction, you wave back and weave through a few more people before getting to her.

"There you are!" Abigail signs. "I'm so happy you made it!"

"Thanks, I'm so happy you invited me! I love being here, the music is so loud I can feel the bass, it's so much fun!" You sign back.

"What was that woman's issue? I saw her glare at you."

"We bumped into each other on accident, I don't know what she said, but she didn't look too happy."

"What a bitch."

You laugh out loud at that. A few patrons of the club stare at you and your friends as you sign but you're all so used to people staring that none of you even give it a second thought.

Rebecca gets her drink and heads back to the VIP section where the rest of the team, Ted, Coach Beard, Roy and Keeley included, are.

"I cannot believe how incredibly rude some people are these days." Rebecca says, sitting down next to Keeley.

"What happened love?"

"Some girl ran straight into me and didn't even say sorry! She didn't say anything! She just looked at me and kept walking. Unbelievable." She says as she takes a sip of her drink.

"Well that's fucked, I'm sorry she did that!"

"It truly astonishes me how kids today have no manners." Rebecca grumbles.

Abigail pulls you onto the dance floor and the two of you dance to the beat of the music you can both feel in your chests. Feeling the beat fade, signaling the song ended, it picks back up and you start to feel the vibration under your feet. As you focus on the feeling, the bass kicks in and you feel it in your chest, you recognize the beat and it's one of your favorite songs. Looking over at Abigail she realizes it too and the both of you acknowledge the others excitement and dance more.

After a few songs Abigail waves at you and gets your attention.

"Do you want to get a drink?" She signs.

"Yes!" You sign back.

The two of you head over to the bar and you type out what you want and show your phones to the bartender. The two of you have been here a few times already and the bartenders recognize you. It's not like there's too many deaf girls who frequent the club so the two of you are easily recognizable and the bartenders expect you to hand them your phones when you order.

The bartenders type out the total and after you get your drinks and pay, you both begin to head back to the spot you were occupying before. As you cross the club you feel a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you're met with the biggest smile and you immediately recognize it, it's Ted Lasso, the coach of AFC Richmond.

"Hi y/n!" Ted slowly signs.

"Ted! How are you?" You slowly sign back.

You met Ted a few months ago at the coffee shop you visit almost every morning. He tried to make small talk as he was waiting for his coffee and you were able to let him know you were deaf. Expecting him to mouth "sorry" and walk away, you began to turn back to look out the window and he held up his hand in a "one second" gesture and took out his phone. He immediately typed out "My name is Ted Lasso, what's yours?"

The two of you talked like that for a bit until your orders were done and went your separate ways. Next time he saw you in the coffee shop, he pulled out his phone and typed out "Good morning y/n! How are you?"

Since then, every time he saw you he made it a point to talk to you. It's nothing you've ever experienced before, especially from a hearing person that doesn't know any sign language. Slowly he began asking you to teach him some signs and to your surprise, he picked up on it really quickly. Although he's so animated it really wasn't that much of a surprise. You really liked Ted, he was as genuine and friendly as he came off and you began to consider him a friend of yours.

"I'm here with the team!" Ted signs. "Come meet them!"

He takes you and Abigail into the VIP section and begins to introduce you to the team.

"Everyone, this is my friend y/n." Ted says as he signs. "Y/n here is deaf so I'm gonna try my best to sign to her so she can understand what the heck is going on. Y/n, this is the team! We got Colin, Issac, Coach Beard, Roy Kent, Keeley, Jamie and, hold up, where's Rebecca?" Ted spots her and calls her over. "Rebecca! Come meet my friend, y/n."

Rebecca's eyes widen when she sees you, the girl that bumped into her without saying anything.

"Rebecca, y/n, y/n, this is Rebecca. Y/n is deaf so I'm gonna do my best to interpret what I can."

Rebecca's face fades from surprised to mortified. She had no idea you were deaf and didn't hear her, now it makes sense why you didn't say anything.

"Wow she's hot!" Abigail signs. You smack her on the arm and she looks at you. "What? They don't know what I'm saying!" You roll your eyes at her and look back at Rebecca, a slight blush creeping it's way across your cheeks.

Ted invites you to hang out with the team for the rest of the night and the two of you take him up on your offer. The team huddles around you and Abigail, they're fascinated with sign language, most of them have never seen it being used before. The boys ask you all kinds of questions, how to sign certain things, how to spell their names. Neither you or Abigail were expecting your night to go this way, but the two of you actually had a really good time. It was nice to see real interest and fascination from a group of hearing people instead of feeling judged or having them stare at you like you're a wild animal.

"Okay so how do you spell Rebecca?" Ted signs. "Rebecca, get over here!" He says while signing. That was another thing you liked about Ted, as soon as you told him that it's inclusive and important to sign when you speak so everyone can understand what's happening, he never spoke without signing around you again.

Rebecca sheepishly stands next to Ted and you scoot over, allowing her to sit next to you. Showing her how to sign Rebecca, it takes a minute but she finally gets it down.

"Good job! You're a fast learner!" You sign while Ted translates. There are times you have to fingerspell signs that Ted doesn't know, but you don't mind. Plus, after a few times he picks up the signs and does a really good job at remembering them.

"Ted, can you translate something for me?" Rebecca asks him, a guilty look crossing her face.

"Yeah, of course boss." Ted says and signs.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you before." Rebecca says. "I didn't know you were deaf, I just assumed you were rude. That was very ignorant of me." Ted pauses and fingerspells "ignorant" because he doesn't know the sign and you giggle a little. "I hope you can forgive me." Rebecca says as Ted finishing interpreting.

"Thank you for apologizing." You sign. "I forgive you."

Rebecca smiles at you and you return the smile.

The rest of the night goes really well, you all had a lot of fun and Ted and Rebecca invite you to next weeks game. Both you and Abigail are thrilled and can't wait.

"Dude, she was so hot!" Abigail signs as you leave the club.

"Oh my god right?! She was beautiful."

"She kept checking you out."

"No she wasn't!"

"She absolutely was!"

You roll your eyes and start to walk ahead of her, not wanting to listen to what she's going to say. Abigail pulls you back towards her and signs to you.

"She was! I'm not joking! The look she had in her eyes when she looked at you wasn't the kind of look you'd give someone teaching you sign language. It was the kind of look you give someone when you want to jump their bones!"

"There is no way!"

"There is! Keep an eye out at the game, I promise you, I'm right."

And how right she was. While you were at the game you kept noticing how Rebecca would glance over at you every so often. You did your best to keep her from seeing you look at her, but you definitely noticed her checking you out on more than one occasion. During halftime you decided to show her a few more signs, you made it a point to adjust her fingers or her hands, just to see how she'd react to your touch. Her micro expressions told you everything, she seemed into you, and as shocked as you were, you were also really excited.

As the weeks went on, you made up excuse after excuse to visit Richmond hoping you'll get to see Rebecca. You suggested to Ted that you would teach the team and staff sign language once a week because of how important it is to be able to communicate in sign language. Ted was over the moon about the idea and even Rebecca seemed excited.

The classes began and even though you communicated only through sign language, you were both surprised and impressed with how quickly everyone picked up on it. You even began noticing the team use sign language during games to communicate with each other. Seeing that brought you so much joy and made you so proud of how much they've learned. It also made you proud of yourself for being able to teach them so much, it was a really good feeling.

"Would you like to get a drink after class?" Rebecca signs one day before you started your weekly lesson.

"I would love that!" You signed back.

Nerves began to flood your system, you've noticed Rebecca had become flirty with you a few weeks ago and you slowly started flirting back. It was all but painfully obvious to everyone but you did your best to let it go under the radar. Teaching the team was something you looked forward to every week, but tonight you couldn't wait for the class to end.

It felt like it dragged on for hours, but the class finally finished and you walked up to Rebecca.

"Where did you want to get drinks?" You asked.

"I have wine up in my office if that's okay with you?"

"Perfect!"

The two of you head upstairs to her office and she tells you to take a seat as she crosses the room and grabs two wine glasses and a bottle from a little cabinet against the wall.

"Is this wine okay?" She asks when she puts the bottle down.

"Yes! I love this wine."

"Great!"

Rebecca fills the two glasses and goes to pick up her glass but stops and signs. "To new beginnings!" She signs and then picks up her glass. The two of you gently clink the glasses together and take a sip.

The conversation was a little slow, given that Rebecca still doesn't know a lot of sign language, but to your surprise, it didn't bother you. You loved talking to her, even when she struggled to remember signs or when she had to fingerspell words. Just being around her brought you immense joy. The more the two of you talked, the more wine you drank and the closer you ended up sitting together on the couch.

The closer you got the stronger her perfume was and the smell was more intoxicating than the wine. You were able to look deeply into her gorgeous green eyes and see all the emotion, the depth behind them. Rebecca was beautiful, you don't think that there's a person on this earth that would disagree with that. But the more you got to know her, the more you realized that her beauty is far more than skin deep, she was just as beautiful, if not more, on the inside.

Even though she was signing as she spoke, you couldn't help but focus on her lips. Yeah, you could lip read, but that's not why you were staring at them. Truthfully, you didn't even know what she was saying. The only thing in your mind was that you were wondering if her lips were as soft as they looked, how would they feel on yours? You were snapped out of your thoughts when she waved at you, bringing you back down to earth.

"Sorry." You sign as you began to blush.

"What were you looking at?" She asked.

In any other situation, you would lie your ass off, but you weren't sure if it was because of the wine, her perfume, or because every time you looked at her, your heart and stomach did backflips. Whatever the reason, you replied "You." Rebecca looked at you for a moment and you signed "Sorry, but you're so beautiful, I got lost staring at you."

This time it was Rebecca's turn to blush. She looked away for a moment before turning back to you.

"I think you're beautiful too." She signed.

A look of shock must have crossed your face because Rebecca's head leaned backwards and she let out a laugh. You were only able to hear a muffled version of it, but even that was such a beautiful sound.

"You do?" You signed.

"Yes, absolutely. Did you not know I've been flirting with you for a few weeks now?"

"I did, but I didn't know if I was making it up in my head or not."

"You were not, because I was." Rebecca leans in closer as she signs.

Whatever the vibe of the room was, it changed into a charged atmosphere in an instant. Your heart was beating so hard you could have sworn she was able to hear it. Rebecca tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and gently cupped your face, her thumb caressing your cheek. Without realizing it, you leaned into her touch and a smile crossed your face. The two of you locked eyes and held each others gaze for a few moments, Rebecca broke it when her eyes flickered down to your lips for a second and then back up to you.

She pulls away and your heart sinks, there's a part of you that is so worried that even if she likes you, the fact that you're deaf would be enough reason for her not to pursue you. It's happened before and no matter how many times it does, it hurts every time. Rebecca picks up her hands to sign and you watch them intensely.

"Can I kiss you?" She signs.

Your breath hitches in your chest for a second, never in a million years did you think that that's what she was going to say. Without bothering to sign back, you slide your hand to the back of her head and gently pull her into you. She doesn't fight it, she actually leans forward and your lips finally meet hers.

Out of all of the people that you've kissed in your life, never have you felt a first kiss as electric as this. Your whole body felt like it burst into flames as a spark shot through you. Her lips were softer than you ever could have imagined, so much so that you actually moaned a little into the kiss. You froze for a second, but Rebecca only smiled and kissed you harder. She gently sucked on your bottom lip and you parted them, allowing her to slide her tongue into your mouth. Your tongue caressed hers as it danced around, Rebecca slid her fingers into your hair and gently grasped it, deepening the kiss.

Time both flew by and stood still in that moment, you weren't sure if the kiss lasted three seconds or three hours. Either way, it was the best kiss of your life. When your lips finally parted, you gently took Rebecca's bottom lip between your teeth and pulled at it as you separated. She gave you the sexiest smirk you've ever seen and it took all of your self control to not pull her in for another deep kiss.

The two of you sat there panting a bit, just looking into each others eyes before Rebecca signed something.

"You're beautiful, y/n."

"So are you, Rebecca." And with a confidence you've never had before in your life, you asked her out. "Do you want to go on a date with me?"

She sat there for a moment, a little surprised. You began to worry that you overstepped and the second she caught wind of your facial expression she replied "I would love to."

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arminsumi · 11 months

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Hello! I’m back with more of Dad!Eren. Can I request a fluffy one-shot or drabble of Eren having skin to skin contact with his newborn baby after having a bath together and having their father and baby time including Eren reading a storybook to his newborn. Then Y/N comes in to check in on Eren only to find him passed out with the baby and pulls the blanket over him to prevent his naked body from getting cold before leaving to continue her chores? Thank you! - 🌻

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍼 ꒱ BEDTIME

Eren x fem!reader

Overview; just Eren being the cutest dad 🥺 Contents; fluff Warnings; slight nudity Note; hey my sunflower! sorry for sitting on this for so long, but i hope you like it 💕

Eren sighs as he disentangles his baby's tiny hands from his wet hair. "No, no, papa's hair is not a snack." He says as the baby begins feeding strands of hair into its mouth.

The windows are steamed up, the air thick and shampoo-scented. Eren leads out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, his pretty green eyes looking as tired as they always are.

When he snuggles up into bundles of blankets with his baby, Eren reads to it the little book that he himself used to read as a kid. Except, of course, he never used to eat the corners.

"You're not supposed to eat the book." Eren smiles, putting the corner out of reach of the baby's nibbling mouth. "What a menace." he thinks to himself, pressing a kiss to his little joy.

He can see your features in his baby, and that makes him so incredibly happy. As he analyzes these features, the baby falls asleep and Eren dozes off himself. That was something you always envied about Eren, he put meaning to the phrase 'falling asleep like a baby'.

When the hour crawls close to eleven, you pop into the bedroom to check on them. "Eren?" you call him softly, but he's snoozing off with the baby snuggled up to his warm chest which rises and falls peacefully.

You come over and take the book from his lax grip, your eyes roaming over the contours of his chest and taking in his physique. Of course he looks good when sleeping, of course.

But he also always looks so peaceful when he sleeps. A hand propping up his head, cheek smushed, completely docile and nearly angelic in the dim nightlight's moony hue.

You smile at him, now pulling up a blanket over his body. His hair strands fall over his face artistically, so you leave them be instead of brush them away.

He's just so beautiful, you have to give his cheek a warm kiss. Giving a glance to the baby, you admire it's chubby, rosy cheeks, and the little hand holding tightly onto a bunch of it's dad's brown hair.

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watercolor-hearts · 1 month

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Prompt: A little thing in which Charles is noticing that Carlos is a bit down (maybe because he was sick today/yesterday and didn't seem like himself) so he did everything in his power to either make him smile or laugh? Or maybe just took care of him after FP2? Showing up at his hotel room to get him to eat something nutritious like a chicken soup he got *especially* for him, with blankets and the idea to spend the night alongside him in case he gets another fever and doesn't wake up feeling shitty *and* alone? 💕 That would be incredibly soft and cute 🥺

Hi dear, I'm really sorry for the incredibly long wait. For some reason I wanted to include the appendicitis in the story but it didn't work so I rewrote it, following the second idea you sent to me. I hope you like it. Also, thank you for sending me these prompts. 😊❤

Carlos/Charles • 1058 words • hurt/comfort • cuddling & snuggling • hugs • spoon feeding • Ao3 link

It was already dark outside when Charles arrived back at the hotel after the second free practice with a bag of delicious takeover food in his hand. He wanted to check on Carlos and bring him some food because he couldn’t really eat anything in the last 24 hours.

Charles hoped Carlos would feel better now because he didn’t look well at the track, his skin was all red and his mood wasn’t good either. All Charles wanted to do was tuck him in the bed, cover him with the softest blanket, and let him sleep, hoping it would make his fever and stomach bug go away. Fortunately, Carlos had left earlier to go back to the hotel and rest so Charles didn’t have to worry about him that much. He knew Pierluigi was there with him and he was safe.

But he still wanted to check on him to make sure he was okay. After putting down his stuff in his room and picking up his blanket, he went to Carlos’ room.

After knocking, he went in and put the bag with the soup on the little table next to the wall and walked closer to Carlos who was lying in the bed completely still. Maybe he’s sleeping, Charles thought as he put his blanket on the other side of the bed in case Carlos was cold and needed another one.

Charles turned on the lamp on the bedside table and crouched down next to the bed, slowly pulling the blanket off Carlos’ face. “Carlos,” he whispered, hoping he wouldn’t scare him.

“Mhm?” Carlos mumbled, slowly opening his eyes, trying to get used to the light.

“How are you feeling?” Charles asked, gently putting his hand on Charlos’ forehead to check his temperature. His skin wasn’t as warm as it was back at the track, which Charles noted as a sign of him getting better. “I’ve brought you some chicken soup. Sadly it’s not from Maman but they say it’s still good. You should try and eat some.”

Carlos sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. “I’m too tired.”

“I can feed you with the spoon,” Charles offered without hesitation, “you just have to sit up. I’m sure you’re hungry. You haven’t eaten anything today, mon amour,” Charles ran his fingers through Carlos’ hair to brush it off his forehead, “You have to eat to have energy. Your body needs nutrition.”

“If I eat, will you stay for the night?” Carlos asked, looking at Charles with his big brown eyes nobody could say no to. “I know we said no sleeping together on race weekends but-”

“I will,” Charles answered immediately, not letting Carlos finish the sentence. “You were sick today and you’re still not completely fine. I’d never leave you alone for the night when you’re not okay. No matter what we agreed on earlier. I’ll stay here, I promise.”

A soft smile appeared on Carlos’ face as he reached out to cup Charles’ face. “Te amo mucho. Bring the soup, cariño.”

Charles kissed Carlos’ palm and then got up to switch from the bedside lamp to the big light on the ceiling and get the soup. In the meantime Carlos sat up, leaning against the headboard, closing his eyes for a moment because he felt a bit dizzy. Charles set up the bed tray table and placed the bowl of soup on it.

“Are you okay?” Charles asked, his hand resting on Carlos’ hand, observing his boyfriend’s change of facial expressions closely.

“Yeah, just a bit dizzy. But I think it’s because I haven’t eaten anything.”

“Okay,” Charles nodded, trying not to overthink, “Would you like me to help?” he asked while putting the spoon into the soup to stir it. Carlos hesitated. Charles could see him debating whether to accept the help or try and eat it alone like a grown-up man.

“I think-”

“It’s okay to accept help, mon amour. It’s just you and I here.”

Carlos nodded, “Then… I’d like you to help. I feel too tired to lift my hand.”

“Okay,” Charles smiled and lifted the bowl off the tray to bring it closer to Carlos’ mouth and feed him more easily without having to worry about spilling the soup on the bed. “Here comes the first airplane,” Charles joked playfully, making Carlos smile before he opened his mouth. “What do you think, is it delicious?”

“Tastes good,” Carlos said, waiting for the second spoonful of soup. “I like it.”

“I’m glad. Here’s some more…”

• • •

After eating the soup, showering, and washing their teeth, it was now time to go to bed. While Carlos was still in the bathroom, Charles made sure the bed would be comfortable for him, arranging the pillows and the covers in the perfect position. Right when he finished it, Carlos appeared in the room with a soft smile on his face.

“It won’t look this good once we’re in it,” he said, taking a few slow steps towards Charles to give him a ‘thank you’ kiss.

“I wanted to make sure it’s comfortable for you.”

“It is if you’re here.”

“Come here,” Charles sat on the edge of the bed, asking Carlos to sit on his lap, and once he did it, he hugged him and kissed his neck, feeling Carlos’ elevated pulse thumping on his lips. “You’re still a bit warm,” he murmured, resting his head on Carlos’ shoulder for a moment, breathing in his calming scent.

Carlos leaned on Charles’ shoulder, letting out a shaky breath. He was tired from having to stand in the shower. “I still don’t feel completely well but I’m getting there. I’ll be okay for tomorrow.”

“I think we should lie down and sleep,” Charles said, receiving a tired “yeah” from Carlos as a response.

A few moments later they were lying in the bed, almost complete darkness surrounding them while they were trying to find the most comfortable position. In the end, they settled with spooning, Carlos being the little spoon and Charles being the big one with his chest pressed to Carlos’ back, one of his hands draped over him, Carlos holding it to his chest. He felt safe in Charles’ arms, the slow and steady breathing of his boyfriend on his back helped him to drift off and sleep through the night without any problems.

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emotionallyexpensiveaquarian · 2 years

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astrology observations 2 🫀

thank you for the support in my first observations post! please leave feedback if this resonated or no 💖💗💌

the stereotypical "Earth signs get along well with other Earth and Water signs, Air signs get along well with other Air and Fire signs" fact is quite true when applied to friendships you're more likely to be in. 🧐

i am an Air sign and most of my friends are Air and Fire signs, and this can apply to both Sun and Mercury signs. I tend to communicate better (less misunderstandings) with other Air and Fire Mercury signs, and my friends who are Water or Earth signs tend to have Air/Fire in their personal placements 🤔

I think Aquarians usually are not as close to other Aquarians because we are quite reserved + detached. we tend to only open up when someone more extroverted talks to us, so our friends tend to be more extroverted (this is for Aquarius introverts)

I've noticed Scorpio Moons and Aquarius Moons get along so well and tend to stick to the other in a group of people, for eg. Jennie and Jisoo from BlackPink. I also observed that both Moons tend to have a liking for darker things, including dark humour. as an Aquarius Moon who was in a rs with a Scorpio Moon once, we used to share the same taste in music that was a tad darker than our friends' and it was usually only us who made the dark jokes when others went like "😐"/"😑" instead

Libra Moons tend to like serious people, but they LOVE making you laugh. I've noticed they make others laugh on purpose and their humour is wacky or out of the ordinary. 🤯

Sagittarius Mercuries are hilarious. they make any story sound interesting and no one tells jokes like them 🥺😔🥺💯

Fire Mercuries use emojis the best. they are so creative, I'm so jealous. 😔😅😅

Capricorn Mercuries are good at writing or they love writing and reading. 📝📖 A good example is Taylor Swift, one of the best lyricists out there.

Pisces Venuses are the softest when it comes to relationships platonic/romantic, look at Ed Sheeran, Jennie from Blackpink, Brendon Urie from P!atD etc. As a Pisces Venus myself, for me personally I tend to see love as something that cannot run out and I put in more effort than most. I see it as something that benefits me as well as the other. ❤️

Libra Sun + Venus are so good at making you feel good and beautiful, they praise a lot and they make you feel happy 💕

don't hurt people, different people have different ways of taking revenge. (elaborated in my next observation post)

likes and reblogs appreciated ✨

follow for more similar content. 💕

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sloppypinkkitty · 1 month

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silusvesuius · 3 months

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Your Depiction of Ulfric is literal perfection. I’ve never seen anyone who sees him in a similar way to me, until I found your account last year. I fucking love miserable old man Ulfric who could never catch a break since the day he was born. Every major event in his life (he can’t even decide which one’s the worst) shaped him in the worst yet most interesting way possible. I can’t speak enough about him, his messed up self esteem clashing with his ego, his repressed emotions and sexuality, his shattered image of his own body and mind, the constant loud arguments between the voices in his head (mostly just him arguing with hallucinations) *I’m definitely not projecting here* his unstable mood, his flashbacks and his odd obsessions with random harmful patterns he associates with familiarity. Because to him familiar=safe even if he’s basically only familiar to a constant state of worry and feeling like he’s being targeted or hunted down.

None of this seems to be getting better, at least not in a notable speed. Yet they’re all existing within a strong and powerful man. It’s quite the combination, he’s being weighted down by all of that baggage but his back is too strong to bend. He appears as if he has nerves of steel from the outside, but really if anything is made of steel in his mind, it’s the vessel that he uses to bottle all of that trauma up.

I already had a vague idea of his complicated relationship (obviously) with Elenwen but your version literally felt like it opened my third eye. It is scrumptious and your art is so beautiful it depicts every essence of it all perfectly without even needing to include words. I fell in love with it at first sight.

dis answer is kinda long so i'm (crumpling it up and tossing it under the cut)

Omg wtf Thank you's 🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕💕 this is so well put together into words; i will do 9543 backflips for demented ulfric always. i've grown to like him in canon too cause he really has that, wouldn't even call it deceitful, weirdly-content personality.. but i don't think anyone in the writing room in sk*rim HQ knows how to write a character that has been through Anything, event of any kind, so he seems too 'perfect' for a person that has been through literal physical torture, to me, and his reactions to things that should be greatly upsetting are too mild. even though him being elenwen's victim is a piece of information that's easy to miss it seems like it also completely slipped out of the writing IOFDHDJFUIO LOL.. it all obviously adds up to him seeming more appealing as a fashie character to the audience, cus a visibly mentally unwell man wouldn't do it for most people, especially when you want to sway someone to be on his side of things.

i think it's quite smart for the st*rmcloaks to be presented as the more warm and welcoming types of people but ulfric should be the coldest of them all. Bro shouldn't even have the mental and physical capacity to seem Content with his life especially in that moment. he should be the type to use his civil war motivations as an excuse to stay alive if that makes sense, cause i don't think he really wants to live, but he has things to do to keep his mind and hands busy xchkvcjcvkl//

i also really love how ulfric only has galmar as someone he's really close to, it always seemed beyond genius to me, to write them like that, it's cute... he rly is the only person to suffer thru 4 hours of ulfric Peak psychosis monologue followed by 2 hours of trying to prove to him that th*lmor and imperial soldiers aren't hiding in the chests and under the beds of the palace LMFAOO galmar is the one guy who he can sob in front of and act like a little baby fishing for compliments and reassurance, and, not all that related to ulfric as a whole, but i strongly believe that having him be so vulnerable with galmar would make galmar really excited, it would make him feel good, like no other damsel in distress could deliver that feeling EVER. having such a seemingly-strong political figure rely on you Badly and madly would feel like something else entirely 💗 it's very off-putting and perhaps inappropriate of him to feel that way when ulfric is just searching for stability, but i think that even if ulfric knew galmar felt that way he wouldn't really gaf LOL. he'd turn to elenwen if there was no one else to go to cause he 'knows' her, and he'd torment elisif cause he 'knows' her as well.. but he would be completely closed off from making connections with other people 🏆

+ bonus; elenwen's feelings for him would border on everything at once, like, every type of relationship and connection that ever exists.. she really views him as the food she left over in the fridge and will get to eat when she's back from work as a reward

tl;dr him being scarier and more .. unkempt? from the outside would make him even cooler tbhs. he should become christian and develop religious OCD

#ask #i love herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr (him)#him just lashing out at everyone would just be cute *audience Aww sfx*

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killemwithkawaii · 3 months

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Welcome back senpai!!! Good to see you (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

Sliding in your ask box bc I have a nsfw-ish Sally confession to make (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪

So, I saw this edit of his recently with a song that goes "let me play to you like I play guitar" BUT, where I'm from, "playing to someone" doubles as slang for fingering/jerking off so I was just (O/⁠//////O｡⁠) "SAL???"

(but he would. he so fucking would!!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) and I'd let him)

p.s. can I be kaomoji anon? (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

[CW: NS/FW lemon, mild unsanitary, mild death/suicide for canon screenshots. Minors DNI!!!]

>Aw thank you, thank you my sweet kouhai~ 🥰💕

>YUS it is TIME ns/fw asks/hcs fucking SUSTAIN ME lets get this shit rollin again >:3c 💖💦

>Threw this together for some canon visual reference (u welcome) ☝

>Sally FACE??? More like Sally FINGERS amirite 😏🥁

>His proportions are inconsistent but we embrace the Meaty Mitts on this blog (i mean just get a load a them sausages and tell me you ain't hungry 👀🌭💦)

>Sal being a seasoned guitarist means his skillset includes: -dexterity -finger strength -hand independence -multitasking -patience -stamina -keeping rhythm (all of which can be utilized whether its his guitar or your junk in/around his hands) 👌💯💦

>I would also like to add 'performs well under pressure' (since he can use his guitar as a weapon in battle) to the list, as well as mention that he's probably got some hard-earned guitar calluses that could offer some very interesting texture variations if he uses them right... 😳🥵💦💦💦

>Okay but Sal literally playing his guitar to you as foreplay is just... so fucking sweet (and would give him the opportunity to give you a taste of the skills listed above before you get a much more hands-on demonstration once the song is finished) 🥺💞💞💞

>There is an ask around here somewhere about Sal strategically playing his guitar while [y/n] sits on his amp and enjoys the vibes..~~~ (it's not listed in my masterlist bc i didn't add much to it, but I wanted to mention it while we're on the subject and will link it if I ever find it ;3)

>Nerdy Side Tangent: I've very curious about where you're from and if those lyrics/ that phrase is a non-English euphemism translated into English? Or maybe it's like British English slang vs. American English slang? 🤔 I ask because I (an American) have always heard the phrase 'play WITH someone,' which sounds like you're treating someone/ their body like a toy/object mostly for your own amusement without any serious thought put into it, while 'play TO someone' sounds like doing something for/to someone for their own enjoyment, and to me suggests that whatever body part(s) involved is more comparable to an instrument being played with purpose, skill and care (much more romantic!!). It's fascinating that such a small difference in wording can make such a huge difference to the mood and implications of a phrase!! (and I'm sure Sal would much prefer your version, too!) 😮✨✨✨

>Thanks for putting all of these these specific thoughts in my brain, kaomoji anon!! You have officially been added to the anon signoff list 🤗✅💖

#k.e.w.k. answers #kaomoji anon #sally face #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher x y/n #sal fisher headcanons #sorry steve #lemon #tw death #tw suicide #(for the larry text and execution screenshot in the moodboard)#tw unsanitary #idk just in case

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ofmermaidstories · 3 months

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Oh gosh. My mom had a transplant… it was similar in the way we kinda knew whose organ lives through her now. I helped her put together the letter—the family wasn’t comfortable responding and that’s okay. Enough time has passed that we don’t think about as often as we used to—the scar is healed and the raised skin is just another part of mom now. But once it was a red itchy reminder of a beautiful wonderful life wrongfully cut short. Thank you for including the grief and guilt of that experience.

Here in Australia, the website for the donor registry is called donate life. They have like, a bunch of facts and figures—80,000 people a year die in hospital (a requirement to meet before your organs can be donated), but like, of those 80 thousand only a tiny, tiny fraction (roughly 1400 of them in 2022) are eligible. And then that number gets halved again, when the families are asked for permission. 🥺 I’m not sure how much it differs, country to country, but with such intense odds it really does make organ donation such an incredible gift. 🥺 Guilt is so, so natural, to so much of what we do let alone something so—hard. But I keep thinking about what you said, about your mum’s scar now being healed—and how much of a gift that is, too. How much of a difference it makes. 🥺🌷

All any of us can do is our best. With the gifts we’re given, or the gifts we give others. And you and your Mum are doing beautifully, Anon. Here’s to so, so much life together—for you, for Mum, and for Mum’s heart. 💕🌷☀️

#ofmermaidstories-asks #anon i hope you guys have a wonderful weekend ahead 🥹💖

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peachsayshi · 2 years

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Hiya Peach! Hope you’re living your best life!!!

Not sure if you’re still taking drabble requests for dad!gojo, but if so I wanted to see what your take on “Gojo finding out his s/o is pregnant” would be? I go back and forth on my imagining of his reaction to the situation-positives and negatives-and I’d love your take! You always write him so well 🤩 and I love using your fics for my own character hcs 😆

Also thank you for posting the Gojo drabble tonight-I screamed when I opened my app and saw it!! Your writing is so fantastic and I’m so excited whenever I see updates to your series or a new drabble on your blog. Keep it up! Honestly live for your JJK scenarios!!!! ✨

Thank you!! 💕

Dad Gojo x Female Reader (prompt: finding out you’re pregnant)

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A/N: First off, I’m swooning over your comments right now! 🥺 I always feel like my Gojo can be slightly ooc because I write him soft and sweet, but honestly to me he’s such a good guy that I can’t help it! 🥺 I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to get through these requests, I have so many of them half done/almost complete (including this) but I’ve been behind on actually cleaning and editing them for post! I hope you still enjoy this drabble, and I’m so happy that you enjoyed the previous drabble posted! 💕💕 You guys really help keep me motivated, especially on days when I just don't want to write period. So, I’m going to take the time to say THANK YOU. *please accept this 🍑 as a token of my affection.

TAGS: pregnancy, discussing kids, alludes to abortion, angsty, fluffy, slight mention of smut

Satoru sat with his back pressed against the bathroom door. He tapped his fingers along the floor, his heart racing as he nervously tucked his bottom lip between his teeth.

“...ok, it’s done…” he heard you speak from behind the frame.

“Can I come in?” your boyfriend asked a little too eagerly while still trying to maintain his calm demeanor despite feeling like he was about to combust.

“Five minutes,” you sternly replied. “We…I…have to wait.”

Satoru sighed, a tightness pulling across his chest from your particular choice of pronouns.

Did you really think that he would abandon you at such a crucial moment?

He rubbed his hands over his strained face, recalling the night you both had sex without any protection. Your boyfriend was sloppy too, completely losing himself to the intimacy of the moment being inside you that he didn’t pull out fast enough.

How could he when he was staring deep into your lust-blown eyes filled with nothing but love for him, when he could feel the tips of your swollen breasts brush over his chest as your bodies molded into one, and how you sang the most sensual notes as you clenched around him?

Your apprehensive behavior is completely valid - he knew that.

Despite being in a committed relationship together, you knew that you could never have a traditional future with the head of the Gojo family. You accepted him even after he told you that he can’t marry you, but the possibility of children…that was something neither of you ever took into consideration.

Not yet, at least.

“I’m right here,” he replied upon clearing his throat, “I’m not going anywhere.”

Seconds passed, the deafening silence only making the sorcerer grow even more nervous as he shifted uncomfortably in his place.

“I-I don’t know how to change a diaper.”

He perked up, “I…don’t either.”

“I forget to feed myself when I’m too busy…” you vented, “How…How am I expected to take care of anyone else?”

“You take care of me,” he kindly reassured, “Just like how I take care of you.”

“This…this is different. This…is permanent.”

Satoru drew in an unexpected breath, digging his nails into the flooring as his eyes widened in shock.

Why were you speaking like this?

“What makes you think that we are temporary?” he questioned defensively.

“I just…I don’t know if this is what you want. I would never ask for this kind of commitment from you, Satoru. You’ve told me many times that being tied down isn’t easy for you, and I know just how troublesome this will be if anyone were to find out…”

“Troublesome?” he blurted with a surprised laugh.

The quiet found its place between you both once more, and your boyfriend had a sudden urge to rip the door out of the frame to close the distance. Instead he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, channeling all his rational thought as he used his words to soothe you instead.

“I don’t see anything troublesome about a little baby that looks like you, angel,” he exhaled before resting his head against the door. “Pretty eyes, round cheeks, bonus points if it's a girl too…”

You sniffled, “not a boy?”

“And release another menace to society?” he half joked. “Although, I’m sure that my daughter would be chaotic in her own right…”

That earned him a small laugh on your part which he found relieving.

“How would this even work? We aren’t married.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that this baby will be ours.”

“But there’s so much to figure out and this is so…we didn’t plan for this, we haven’t even talked about this…”

“We’ll figure it out together.”

“But…” you kept insisting, trying to find the wild card in your relationship that’ll prove your worst fears crossing your mind. “What if you’re saying this now but you change your mind later on? I-I don’t want you to feel trapped. I don’t want to force this obligation on you. I’m not asking you to take care of me, or…or this child…we would only burden you with more responsibilities…”

“You seem so concerned about me, what about you?” he interrupted. “Do you want to have this baby?”

You chose to be silent.

For whatever reason you weren’t sharing what was on your mind, and it was driving your boyfriend nuts.

“Look,” he said, “We both were careless. If you’re not ready for this, then we’ll do what needs to be done. I’ll be there for you, and I won’t stand in the way of your decision. You matter in this too, but if you’re truly only concerned about my feelings…well, I think it’s cute how you’re getting all worked up...

He tapped his index finger against his chin while thinking over his words.

“Honestly, with everything I deal with, this is actually an easy problem for me to fix. I can leave you to raise the child on your own. God knows that might actually be the ideal option. I can just...support you financially, if necessary…” he breathed out a chuckle as he stared into the middle distance. “…it’s a good thing I’m loaded, right?”

“I guess…” you nervously replied.

“My life has always been burdensome, you see. Everything requires me to think twice, and I can see why you’re so worried about how this would reflect on me but really you are the one dealing with the ramifications of my problems…”

Satoru smiled to himself, “I’m sorry you had to settle for a man who can’t devote himself to you wholeheartedly but my love for you…has and always will be, the best decision I’ve ever made.”

He stood up, unable to keep himself grounded as leaned against the frame of the door instead.

“Let’s…let’s think about another scenario instead, hmm?” he proposed, “Maybe you move in with me, and we turn one of the rooms into a nursery. I’m sure you’ll have a great time redecorating. I’ll offer to pay and get it done, but I know you’ll want to paint the walls yourself and assemble all the furniture while forcing me to partake in such unnecessary labor…but I think we can build a home together...”

“I’ll be here as much as I can, and you know that there are a few good people who I trust who can look out for you on the days when I can’t. We’ll go to every doctor’s appointment, and I’m not ashamed to ask questions even if they sound stupid…” he carried on, “and it’s not like I’m completely clueless, right? I practically raised Megumi myself…so, technically we have a free babysitter considering I kept him alive all these years…”

He could hear a muffled giggle coming from behind the door, and knew you were listening intently to his words.

“…so yeah, maybe this…this situation is an opportunity for trouble. You’re not just having a child, after all, but my heir. These are things I should be taking into account but…for the first time in my life, I don’t see the implications of my decision. I just…I just see myself coming home to the love of my life and our adorable little menace. Sounds like quite a lovely picture to me...”

The door swung open, and Satoru finally relaxed his shoulders. Your eyes were brimming with tears and you immediately cupped his face in your palms before pulling his lips down to meet yours. His hands met your waist, and he hauled you closer into his body as your fingers tangled through the soft peaks of his snowy hair.

“You’re going to be an amazing dad,” you murmured against his lips, and he smiled into yours.

His slender fingers moved to spread across your belly, “really?”

You nodded your head in confirmation before stealing a second kiss, then a third and by the fourth one you felt a dampness on your lover’s cheeks as you gently caressed over them with your thumbs.

“Satoru?” you questioned in surprise, but your boyfriend merely brushed his nose over yours as a heart melting grin tugged the corners of his mouth.

“I’m so happy, angel,” he reassured. “I’m so fucking happy.”

#scheduled post.🍑#gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo fluff #gojo fluff #gojo x you #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x female reader #gojo x female reader #jujutsu kaisen fan fiction #jjk fan fics #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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