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libraryofloveletters · 4 months

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Stuff It

Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cheesy boyfriend charles, horrible artistic skills, pascale knows you two are just idiots in love, first christmases together.

Word Count: 661

Author's Note: charles seems like the type of guy to go to his mom when he's stuck on what to give as a gift so here we are lmao

Charles goes a bit over board seeing that it’s your first Christmas with him, as his girlfriend that is. He revives an old tradition you two had as children.

The thing about lifelong friendships, they often leave a little to no room for a surprise.

So on you and Charles, your lifelong best friend, finally being to date, there isn't much he could do to surprise you.

It's your first Christmas together as a couple officially, and Charles just wants to do something to make it special for you. He's tried to do everything he could think of, from googling to Pinterest to asking his brothers, who let's be real, weren't much help. He finally turned to the one person he knows would have an answer for him.

"Maman, je ne sais pas quoi faire." (Mom, I don't know what to do.) Charles's chin rests on the palm of his hand, watching as his mom cuts the fruit at the kitchen counter

Pascale hums, as if in thought for a moment before she speaks. "Why don't you stuff a stocking for her?"

"I'm not 6 years old, maman." He huffs, his brows furrowed and she smiles - he looked exactly like he did when he was 6 years old right now.

"I know that Charles, but when you guys were little you used to exchange stockings, remember? You draw her a picture and we put sweets and little toys in for her."

Charles tries to think, it sounded familiar and he nods. "Yeah, okay."

"Are you staying for lunch ?" The woman asks and he shakes his head, kissing her cheek after he gets up. "I'll be back tomorrow, love you!" He shouts to her as he heads out the door.

He has the shops with one thing in mind, find you a stocking that suited you best. He searches and searches and with no luck does he find one with a picture that suits you. Finally in a last ditch effort, he ends up in some random shop that sold random odds and ends for Christmas.

There's a blue stocking with snowflakes, and printed along the side of it with your initials on the top; Charles thinks what is his luck to find this.

He pays the man at the counter and heads home with the stocking shoved into the bag. He had picked up a few things he thought you'd like while he was at the other store.

The stocking sits on the coffee table, filled with all your favourite beauty products, sweets, and a few other odds and ends that Charles thinks that you might need or like.

He was working on the last thing that he wanted to put in, a drawing of you and him in front of his race car, which was, in his words, rather poorly drawn.

He folds the paper carefully, slipping it into the side of the stocking before picking it up to put it away before you come home.

It was as if he summoned you, the front door opened and in you came with a bag in hand. "Hi love," you smiled.

Charles's hands are behind his back and he's a bit shifty. You look at your boyfriend with raised eyebrows. "You okay?"

"I have something for you," he says, pulling the stocking out from behind his back.

You can't help but laugh, a big smile on your face as you reach into the bag that you brought in with you. You pull out a red stocking with Christmas trees on it and show Charles.

"Did you talk to my mom?" He asks, as you two switch stockings. You nod, smiling, "I guess you did too."

It was no surprise that you and Charles found your way to each other, you are identical in almost every way. The stockings contain a few of the same things, the same sweets, the same drawings.

To be fair, your drawing was a bit better than Charles' but it's the thought that counts.

Your hand rests on his jaw, giving him a kiss. "thank you baby, this is the sweetest thing you could have done."

#holiday extravaganza blurbs 23 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x y/n #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n #f1 imagine #f1 blurb

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ja3hwa · 1 year

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Could you write something with san having a groping kink?

Red, Hot, And Wet.

「Word count」 : 661

-> Genre: Mature, Suggestive.

[Warnings] : Breast play. Body fluids. Humping. San is a bitch in heat. Swearing.

Note : I hope this is to your liking. ♡ I went a tiny bit overbaord, but eh. Hehe ♡♡

Okay, but Imagine San is complaining to you, almost in a begging tone, to play with your breasts. It's like he has no other thoughts but titties. Like he needed them in order to breathe.

You are sitting in bed, readying to go to sleep for the night, but very whiny San has his head in your lap groaning and huffing. His hands are clawing at the sheets, kneading them like a cat. He would be whispering things like 'please baby, just for a few minutes' or 'come on let me feel my precious babies'. God, he is obsessed with your boobs. You are a walking stress toy to him, and he needed to use you to his advantage. So when you finally agree, it's like heaven's gates had opened.

His hands grab the hem on your shirt, tugging the fabric off quickly—cause it would just be in the way if it stayed on—. His hands fit so nicely on your chest. He can see some of your soft plump fat fit between his fingers as he squeezes. Your nipples are pressed against his palm, poking him. He pinches, jiggles, and tugs on your flesh. He seems to groan and whimper more than you as if he is enjoying it more than you. Well, that may be more true than one thinks. He starts to get rougher, pinching your nipples, pulling them tightly making you gasp out. He whimpers in response.

“let me suck them.” He said it so desperately, humping the bed like a dog in heat. He feels so overstimulated as you are, if not more. You needed to feel him every, not just on your breasts but inside you. He spread your legs wider so he could fit in between them, coming face to face with your plump tits. You let him have it, grasping his hair, tugging him closer. His lips latch on your left nipple, sucking harshly, making you let out a sharp, high-pitched moan. He moaned against your skin, swirling his tongue around your nub while he flicked your other nipple with his finger. He moaned against your skin, swirling his tongue around your nub while he flicked your other nipple with his finger. You whimpered at the painful pleasure, bucking your hips against his stomach. He felt himself coming just from his mouth being on you as he keeps rutting down. The feel of his length pressed between his legs and the mattress is too much and yet not enough. With you, the intensity of his orgasms doesn’t decrease. His white seed bursts from the head of his swollen cock each time, making his thighs and belly sticky and soaked.

“S-San…” You feel the pleasure snap up your spine like an electric wire hitting water. He switched breasts, suckling on the right one, leaving the left dark red and bruised. He felt like he was going crazy as if he was going to explode from just feeling his lips around your plump boobs before pulling away with an audible pop.

“I’m sorry baby. I said five minutes but I can’t need one more. Please, okay. Let me have one more minute. Can’t help myself, baby, you feel so soft on my tongue, I just wanna―” He’s sealed his lips around your nipples again, moaning loudly with you as he clamps down on your tit. "You got me horny and humping the bed like a bitch, fuck please baby. The things I want to do to you…”

“Fuck San!” You rasp out and he lets out a whine, pulling away and sitting back on his heels, giving you the perfect view of the mess he’s made, your eyes growing wide when you see him reaching down to stroke his still hard cock. His thighs and balls glisten with his arousal as he squeezes his shaft letting some more of his cum spill down.

“I fucking love you.” He panted.

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 3 months

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AITA for crying and not bringing it up to my friends?

This may seem a little weird, but I honestly can't tell if I'm the asshole.

Background: I (23X) am very emotional. Sometimes I cry for no reason. I hate when people bring it up without me saying anything, because yeah, I know I'm crying and I'm trying to ignore it. I was over at my friend's place, D (22M) with our friend A (22X). Maybe important: A and I dated for almost 5 years and broke up this summer but stayed friends.

A was talking about gender and sexuality stuff, which I don't mind, and I started crying over nothing. It wasn't because of anything A said or did, it was late at night and I had been up for a while and was tired, and had to work early the next day. A noticed though, and said "you're crying". I yelled at them to not mention it (which I apologized for right afterwards, as i shouldn't have yelled. A accepted the apology.) But A kept bringing up how I was obviously crying for a reason, and we should talk about it. I said I didn't want to talk about it, because it was nothing, and if I did want to talk I would've brought attention to my tears. A left shortly after.

A day or so later, A messaged me on Discord. It was 2 and a half phone screens long. I just copied it into a document to see the word count and it was 661 words, all saying how it's not respectful of me to cry and not bring it up, and how A is upset that I think it's okay to cry and not have anyone mention it or expect that everyone will ignore a friend in distress. Note how A is not upset about me yelling.

I responded that I cry easily, and wasn't upset about anything, and if A really needs to feel better about when this happens, they can bring me a tissue and wait to see if I mention why I'm crying. If I say nothing, I would prefer it be ignored.

A responded a day later with another 805 words (almost 3 full phone screens) saying that they are uncomfortable just ignoring me when I'm crying, because it reminds them of childhood trauma, and requests I talk about what I'm feeling. They feel like they're being punished for asking if I'm okay. They keep projecting their own trauma onto me, and think I'm ignoring how I feel because of childhood neglect. They also said some stuff about how I'm disrespecting their boundaries by not discussing my needs with them. A also asked I apologize to D for making him feel uncomfortable, something D never told me about

I would like to remind you that I was crying because I was tired. There is nothing more to it than that. I told A that, but they think it's something they said and want to talk about it. I dont want to talk because there is nothing to talk about.

I sent back that they aren't respecting my boundaries when I ask them to ignore my crying unless I mention it. I again apologized for yelling, since that was really not fair. I finished with saying I have communicated my needs to them many times before, because this is not the first time we've had this discussion in the over 5 years we've known each other. I said A should work on their own problems instead of projecting them onto me, and to stop assuming I'm trying to hurt them by not talking about my feelings.

I did apologize to D, who said it's okay and was just upset he didn't notice me crying earlier (which is find because I was trying not to let either of them see).

It's been a day and A still hadn't responded

So AITA for not mentioning when I'm crying?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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pocketsizedq · 5 months

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Thanksgiving

Request: Jamie Drysdale Surprising you for thanksgiving

Authors Note: This was supposed to come out when it was canadian thanksgiving but i've moved it to america's thanksgiving. I'm not okay with the history of thanksgiving but i only do it for the food and to be with family.

Word Count:661

Jamie was standing at the door to your childhood home in Texas. He had heard so much about this home from you and how many fond memories you have in it. You were a bit upset at the thought of him not being able to spend thanksgiving with you due to having a game that day, because that was the day you were hoping he could meet your extended family, not just parents who he has already met before.

He had texted your parents about surprising you for thanksgiving as he needed to know where to go. Your dad had offered that he’d come pick him up from the airport but Jamie wanted to surprise you from the door like some cheesy romcom.

Jamie lifts his hand up with his hands shaking a little somewhat nervously to meet the rest of your family. He gently knocks on the hard wood door that had a Dallas cowboys wreath on the front of it which was christmas themed which he chuckled at.

You were in the kitchen helping your mom with the final touches on the green bean casserole when you heard the knock on the door and a somewhat holler from the couch from your dad “Somebody at the door for you y/n.”

You quickly wash your hands off drying them off on the cloth that sat by the sink before making your way to the door seeing the wandering looks from cousins thinking about who could be at the door as they and even you thought everyone is already here.

Jamie stood at the door hearing the chaos behind the door waiting for it to open excited to see for the first time in a couple of weeks as you both have been long distance for a bit as you were to spend a couple of weeks with your parents while he had a few away games.

You start to open the door getting the door unlocked then proceeding to open it then that was when you were faced with the shy canadian boy that came to surprise. He had the biggest grin on his face when you finally opened the door.

“Happy Thanksgiving Baby!” Jamie spoke holding out his arms for you to which you jumped into his arms holding your thighs grinning big. You wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a big hug.

“I missed you so much” Jamie spoke, hugging you back still holding you up by your thighs. You had put your head in his neck to which you moved to pull him into a kiss not caring that your family was behind you watching the whole scene unfold.

Jamie kisses back with a grin on his face hoping the moment would last forever but then he hears a cough behind you which makes him break the kiss and make eye contact with your dad which makes him go all shy.

Jamie sets you down so you can bring him inside which he also grabs the luggage he has beside him and you start to introduce him to your family and they all love him noticing how calm and quiet he is.

He got along well with your older cousins as they played college hockey so they were able to make some small talk about it while your grandma just thought he was the cutest thing. Your grandpa was a bit eff as he was your average southern grandpa but he warms up to him.

You sat in his lap resting your head on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around your waist. It wasn’t yucky pda, just lovely spending time with your family and him all just making small talk after dinner.

Jamie looked down at you with a smile on his face knowing you were the girl that would be his forever as when you weren't listening he asked your father if he could marry you but that’s another holiday surprise.

#Jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x you #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale blurb #nhl x y/n #nhl fic #nhl imagine #nhl x reader #nhl players

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vodika-vibes · 30 days

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Hey, babes, I'm back, but only because you asked for a Dogma request, lol. I am very happy to oblige 🥰

I left my paper with all my notes on it at work, so I'm trying to remember what gemstone and time I haven't asked for yet...

So, let's do Dogma, with a tanzanite, and 0600 (because it's Dogma, lol 😂)

Please and thank you 💚💚💚

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I See You

Summary: You and Dogma are nothing alike, and that’s why you work so well together. You just have to remind him from time to time.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Dogma x GN!Reader

Word Count: 661

Prompt: Tanzanite - Perceptive Love

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: Alright! This is written, I'm going to take another nap on the couch now that I've eaten and hydrated. Hopefully the naps will help. Happy reading~

You and Dogma don’t make sense on paper.

The pair of you are as opposite as day and night in many ways. He’s neat and organized, while you’re not so much. He’s a stickler for the rules, and you've always viewed the rules as guidelines, rather than hard edicts.

He’s not much of a people person, and you’re something of a social butterfly.

No. On paper, the two of you don’t make sense, but you do work together.

He brings some much needed order to your life, and you help him see that there’s more to life than being a soldier. Sure, there were some growing pains when your relationship first started, but you haven’t had any problems in months.

So when Dogma starts pulling away, you’re concerned.

Your immediate concern is that one of his brothers put a thought into his head, made him think that he’s breaking a rule by dating you. It’s happened before, after all. Though when you put your foot down and told his brothers that you would date Dogma or you would date none of them, that stopped right quick.

But, the more you watched him, the more you realized that this was something else.

It had to be something else.

So you wake with his alarm early one morning, when the sun is still low over the horizon, and you settle against the headboard as you watch him get ready for the day.

He likes keeping his schedule the same, even on days when he’s not working, which is why he’s awake at 0600 every morning. It can be frustrating, but you love him, so you deal with it.

He’s watching you with dark eyes, “Why are you awake, cyare?” Dogma asks, “You never wake up this early on your days off.”

You tilt your head as you watch him pull a loose tee shirt over his head, “I’m thinking.” You muse thoughtfully, as you allow your gaze to trace the geometric tattoos that run down his arm.

He folds his arms, “About what?”

Your gaze drifts up to his face, and you trace the tattoo on his face with a small, fond smile. “You, mostly.” A flush raises onto his cheeks and he averts his gaze. His shoulders seem to curl in on him, and you frown.

Your Dogma is so clever. He knows wartime and battles and weapons and ships-

But you know people. You read people like he reads books. And you don’t like what you’re reading on his body.

“Dogma,” You slide to the edge of the bed, reaching out for him, “When did you become so uncertain of my love for you?” You ask softly, “Have I said something?”

His gaze snaps to yours, “I’ve never doubted that!”

“Then,” You muse thoughtfully, “Perhaps you’re unsure of your love for me?”

“Never,” His arms unfold and he slides his hands into yours before he kneels at your feet, “I’m not sure about a lot of things, cyare, but you…I’ve never doubted how I feel for you. Or how you feel for me.”

You slide your hands up his arms to press them against his face, “But you are unsure about something.”

He hesitates, “One of my brothers,” Dogma finally admits, “has been telling me that I don’t deserve you. And,” he sighs, quiet and slow, “I can’t help but think that he’s got a point.”

You’re quiet for a moment, “Dogma,” You lightly tug him in to brush your lips against his, “My opinion on this remains as it was when we first started dating.”

He shoots you a puzzled look.

Your smile is soft, “My choice is you. It’s always been you. It’ll always be you.”

Dogma smiles, it's a small thing, but it’s real, and he pulls your head down to press your forehead against his. “How do you always know what to say?”

“Because I see you, Dogma. I always have. And I like what I see.”

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agoodficforchii · 9 months

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House Call

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairing: Aether, Diluc, Tartaglia x Reader (Separately)

Summary: Genshin characters and you playing nurse

Word Count: Aether - 467, Diluc - 635, Tartaglia - 661, All - 1,763

Warnings/Extra Notes: Mentions of blood, Mentions of injuries (nothing too graphic), Mentions of death, Mentions of hospitals, Slight cussing, Can be seen as slightly suggestive (Diluc's part), Slight spoilers, Use of Childes multiple names, Not proof-read (pls excuse any grammatical errors thx), Lmk if there's more!

Aether:

Being in a relationship with Aether -the Honorary Knight of Mondstat, the Hero of Liyue, the Captain of Swordfish II in Inazuma, the First Sage of Buer in Sumeru, plus whatever other title he will inevitably get- wasn’t always the easiest believe it or not. Not because he would ever treat you unwell (you guys had your petty fights, then again, what couple didn’t?) he'd rather die than hurt you (his words, not yours). It was more so the things that came with him being an adventurer. You know, not staying at a place longer than needed, helping everyone that you'd come across, the very frequent run-in with death. Normal things.

But you would be lying if you didn’t admit how worried you would get for Aether. You know he can handle himself, that at most he would come back with a few scratches (usually), but it could still make you lose sleep. He would never tell you when he was hurt (Something about not wanting to worry you? What a weirdo.), and you know he doesn’t really take care of himself, often putting others before himself. Which, ironically, only made you worry more because sometimes he would come back with an injury that requires more attention than a scratch. Sometimes he would come back limping, unable to hide that he was hurt. Sometimes, which includes right now, you would freak out seeing the state he was in.

You guys were in Liyue for a few days before you continued your journey to Mondstat. Aether had just left to finish his daily commissions while you patiently waited for him at the inn. After a while, you started getting worried he never took this long to clear out a few hilichurls. Your worries were cut short with the sharp sound of the door unlocking and your boyfriend hastily walking in. You froze, noticing the still bleeding cut on his arm, starting at his shoulder and ending near his elbow. Aether was frantically trying to make sure none of the blood dripped off his arm all the while asking you about your day. Watching the blood still drip down his arm, you were about to scold him for being so reckless but decided against it. You noticed how quickly his face lit up once he saw you despite being in tremendous pain and couldn't bring yourself to be upset at him. Instead, you grab a towel to cover his arm and start dragging him to Baizhus pharmacy for proper treatment.

"You should have just gone to Baizhu first." you mumble, glancing back at him.

"I wanted to see you first," he replied, averting his gaze from yours. "I missed you."

Oh. You might need to see Baizhu too. After all, your heart wasn't supposed to beat this fast, right?

Diluc:

Getting to know Diluc at all was already a difficult task. Truly getting to know Diluc was somehow even more difficult, but you managed. It took a lot of time and even more patience, but you managed. He let you in fully, and you wouldn't dare to leave. You knew about his nightly activities, and while you would often make fun of it or get worried over him, you supported him nonetheless. At first, you were skeptical (I mean really? Running around at night killing abyss mages in a silly mask? Yeah, okay) and didn't really believe him. But the first night he came home with fresh new scratches and bruises, you quickly realized he wasn't joking.

The first time he came home all scratched up, you rightfully panicked. It was just the break of dawn, the sun slowly started to pour into the room through the tiny gaps in the curtain. You woke up to an empty bed, which freaked you out, to say the least. Diluc would still be in bed around this time, but maybe he just headed downstairs earlier today? You slowly got out of bed and started to head downstairs. You, in all your sleepy glory, bumped into multiple different walls on your way down. But those minor "injuries" were absolutely nothing when compared to what you saw on Diluc. Diluc was downstairs, in the kitchen, calmly cleaning up the blood around a bruise on his stomach. You froze in the middle of the doorway for two reasons: 1) Oh my god, is that blood? Is he hurt? Why is he hurt? and 2) Oh my God, is he shirtless? He seemed to have noticed you since when you finally came back to your senses, you saw a sheepish smile on his face while he greeted you.

That day, you learned that he would come home and quickly get cleaned up before heading back to bed to greet you. He didn't want to show you the ugly sides of what he does or something along those lines. You, on the other hand, would have none of it. After that day, you would wake up earlier (or stay up later) to take care of him. Diluc obviously protested, he didn't want you to worry or lose sleep over something so trivial (his words, not yours). But in the end you got your way, and months later, you don't regret it.

In the present day, you woke up a little before dawn break, already in the kitchen waiting for Diluc to come home. You didn't have to wait much longer, since Diluc strolled into the kitchen as if he didn't spend all night fighting against abyssal creatures. He sent a warm smile your way, one which you gladly returned, before leaning against the counter next to the sink. You swiftly got to work cleaning and wrapping up all the wounds littered around his skin. Times like these were always oddly calming; the sun would slowly be rising, the birds would start chirping, and the maids in the manor weren't shuffling around yet. It was just you and Diluc...

"Did you sleep well?" Diluc asked, breaking you from your thoughts.

Ah, the main thing you loved about these times: Diluc and you got to spend time with each other uninterrupted and unbothered by the business of the day.

"Would've slept better if you had been there." you replied, cleaning the last bit of blood around his neck and looking up to meet his gaze.

Diluc smiled a bit before wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you closer, "Then I'll be there tonight."

You smiled back before resting your head on his shoulder, cherishing the moment of bliss you get before starting your day. Yep, months later, you still don't regret a thing.

Tartaglia:

Falling in love with Ajax was one of the most terrifying things you've experienced. He was a Harbinger for the Fatui, a diplomat for Snezhnaya, and not to mention his insane blood-lust. You knew falling for someone like him would only cause you pain, physically and mentally. But, ignoring that, you were also terrified of how he made you feel. You've never experienced love like this. You've never experienced butterflies so intense, your heart never skipped so many beats, you never lost your words that much, and you never ever felt so sick. All over minuscule things he'd do too... So, despite all the red flags and other obvious reasons you should've ignored him, you couldn't stop yourself. Which led to a couple months of mutual pinning between the two of you filled with the most corny and endearing clichés you could think of. Thankfully, it ended with Childe confessing his undying love for you with the most bashful smile you've ever seen. Another (welcomed) cliché.

Even before you were in a relationship with the 11th harbinger, you were aware of the dangers of his job. You knew that Childe getting into fights and getting the occasional bruise was something to be expected. And Childe never hid any of his scars from you, always seeming to come to you to get his scrapes cleaned up. So you never worried too much over him. He didn't hide anything from you after all. You also knew how great a fighter Childe was. Sure, sometimes he could be a bit too reckless, but he always managed. Which, in hindsight, you should've questioned. Getting into constant fights with some of the strongest people in whatever region he was in and then coming back without any major injuries? Yeah, okay.

Truth be told, Childe would (obviously) get help before meeting up with you, but he also loved when you would take care of him. Leading him to only get his major injuries dealt with before meeting you. He wasn't embarrassed about any injuries he got, it's not like he didn't want to tell you about them... He just didn't want to freak you out and possibly scare you away. But that's a conversation for another time. In the end, you still found out, and not because he told you. Nope! You found out through a few Fatui soldiers talking about a certain Harbinger being rushed to the nearest clinic once they got back.

The second you heard Ajax's code name fall from their lips, you started running to the clinic that the Fatui would frequent. During the entire trip there and the whole process at the front desk, you could practically feel your heart in your ears. After what felt like years, you were finally able to see him, and Archons, did you have things to say to him. Bursting into the hospital room, you quickly went to grab his face before turning it all over.

"Archons Ajax! Are you alright- No, how are you feeling?" you rush out, fear and concern evident in your voice.

"Babe? What are you doing here?" he questioned back instead.

"What am I doing here? Did you expect to hide this from me?" you asked in response. At this point, you had stopped trying to look at all his bruises and looked straight into his eyes. Both the fear and concern that was evident in your voice, was also evident in the way you held him.

His lack of response caused you to go on a mini-rant,

"You idiot, how could you be so reckless? Don't ever do something like that again."

"Be more careful next time, or else I'm not gonna kiss you anymore- I'm being honest this time!"

The rest of your scolding fell on deaf ears as Childe looked at you with the softest smile that ever graced his pretty face. He really did love you and it was clear you loved him back just as much.

Notes: *awkward cough* hi- ANYWAY. Please take this cutely domestic little post I totally spent the past three months on it. No I didn't I was just lazy. Notice how each drabble got longer and longer yeah I have issues.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #character x reader #genshin imagines #aether #aether x reader #diluc #diluc x reader #tartaglia #childe #tartagalia x reader #childe x reader

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weirdkpopgirl · 8 months

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Kiss Me Better | Jeno Imagine #7

Title: Kiss Me Better

Genre: Angst, slight fluff

Warnings: mentions of anxiety

Word Count: 661

Author's Note: This was just something I wrote today between classes. While writing, I realized that I've written so many stories like this for other members. It's sort of become a habit for me I guess. I'm sorry if they bore you lol.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

Jeno emerged from the steamy bathroom, clad in a comfortable black shirt and a fresh pair of sweatpants. He gripped the towel firmly in his hands, vigorously drying his damp hair. Silently, he shuffled into the bedroom with the intent to retire for the night. After a long day of schedules, all he could think about was collapsing onto the bed and enveloping you in his arms. He always slept better when you were with him.

However, a faint frown crept across his face when he entered the dark room to discover the bed was empty. With a heavy sigh, he draped the towel around his neck and padded down the hallway to search for you. If you weren’t in bed at this hour, Jeno knew it meant that anxiety was keeping you awake. Though he wasn’t surprised, his mind still raced with concern at the thought of you not being able to rest.

As he crossed into the living room, he found you curled up on the end of the sofa. The television screen casts a soft glow on your face, allowing him to see the fatigue in your eyes. Clearly caught up in a whirlwind of thoughts, a yawn escaped as you hopelessly scrolled through movies to watch on Netflix. Though nothing particularly appealed to you, the action of clicking the remote was a distraction within itself.

Jeno approached you with a gentle smile, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to your forehead. “Hey,” he murmured, “Why aren’t you in bed yet, sleepyhead?”

You blinked up at him, finding solace in his presence, even though you lacked the energy to return a smile.

“I just couldn't fall asleep,” you mumbled as if it were an ordinary occurrence.

Sighing again, Jeno took the remote from your hand and turned the TV off. Wordlessly, he scooped you up from the couch and cradled you in his strong arms.

“Jeno—” you began to protest, but he hushed you with a tender kiss.

The next thing you were aware of was being carried back into the bedroom. You didn’t say anything as he gently laid you down in your cozy bed, and pulled the soft white covers up to your chin. Soon enough, he was crawling into bed beside you and wrapping his arms securely around your waist.

The warmth of his embrace was overwhelming, and you wearily rested your head against his chest. You released a slow exhale, trying to shake off any troubling thoughts that had been plaguing your mind. Instead, you tried to focus on Jeno’s comforting presence.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, your eyes brimming with tears.

Though the darkness concealed his expression, you felt the reassuring grip of Jeno's hand in yours. Leaning down, he planted a gentle kiss on your forehead, followed by another on your nose, and finally met your lips with his own.

“Don't apologize,” he hummed, hugging you even tighter. “Just let me be here for you.”

You closed your eyes, a few stray tears escaping, but Jeno wiped them away without a second thought. Being held in his arms and feeling his lips brush against your skin silenced the noise in your head. Throughout the night, Jeno continued to shower you with kisses, not as an escape from your haunting worries, but as a reminder that he was there, his love serving as a refuge from the storms in your mind.

They shared whispered promises and sweet nothings until exhaustion overcame them, falling asleep together, wrapped in each other's arms, united in the knowledge that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them as one.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

#nct dream #kpop #nctzen #czennie #nct dream imagines #jeno #lee jeno #jeno x reader #nct dream scenarios #jeno scenarios #jeno imagines #nct dream x reader

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leidensygdom · 4 months

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Year in review on Tumblr, Pure Art edition

Since this year has had a few very popular text posts from Sygdom, here is a list of Top 10 artworks based on notes (only works tagged as “sygdomthings” have been included in this for now).

Disclaimer, all little comments about this great art is not from the artist, but the person who made a Excel Sheet with all the artworks from this year.

Number 1, Argyros and their great fashion sense

With 15 Comments, 1084 Reblogs and 2238 Likes Argy made it on the top of this year’s notecount with 3337 notes overall.

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It’s obvious how popular Argy got very quickly, so it is no surprise that

Number 2, Argyros introduction

Argy took the second place too, and that with just their introduction! 2833 notes overall from 11 Comments, 966 Reblogs and 1856 Likes!

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Onto the next one

Number 3, Gavle Goat

Actually the second most reblogged piece with 1018 Reblogs! Additional 5 Comments, 1633 Likes give it the third place with 2656 Notes!

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Number 4, Star Genasi

I am trying to be mostly neutral in this list but an absolutely gorgeous design deserves this much attention for sure.

5 Comments, 661 Reblogs and 1401 Likes for a total of 2067 Notes!

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Let’s get to another cool character.

Number 5, Vyxander

Who would have thought the first tiefling(mix) took us 4 places to see? Vyxander’s design mixes the one of his parents very nicely, and just this piece alone got 4 Comments, 455 Reblogs and 1292 Likes getting us to 1751 Notes.

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Number 6, Star Genasi Swashbuckler

Another Star Genasi piece, with 5 Comments, 506 Reblogs and 1216 Likes, 1727 Notes, showing off some very detailed clothes and weapon!

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Number 7, Relent my beloved

I am 100% biased here, the pose, the design, the clothes, my goodness is Relent cool, okay, back to pretending to be half-way unbiased. 15 Comments, 352 Reblogs and 972 Likes for 1339 Notes. (so cool)

Number 8, Watcher

Sadly the only Watcher on this list, a very chilling piece with 4 Comments, 322 Reblogs and 627 Likes (953 Notes).

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Number 9, Off Fanart

Just slightly below is our only piece of fanart on this list, a piece for the ophazines (not tagging them in this, pls look in the OG post for this). 2 Comments, 286 Reblogs and 951 Likes!

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Number 10, Aasimar, Half-Drow Cleric

The last piece is again a very stunning display of skill with 1 Comment, 293 Reblogs and 648 Likes, overall 942 Notes.

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Overall statistics: 122 art pieces with 57,011 Notes can be found just this year in Sygdom’s art tag, an impressive amount of work and diversity throughout. The obvious winner in amount of Notes is Argyros, 8,634 Notes just on their art alone!

#SHOTOUT TO NOTNOBODY FOR PUTTING THIS TOGETHER OHMYGOD #THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I gave up on having the compilation done this year abd OHMYGOD.... THANK.....#Argy taking the spotlight despite having been here for like 2 months

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antimony-medusa · 10 months

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MCYT on Ao3 — June '23

The state of MCYT on Ao3, just for fun. Yes I do this every month, I like numbers.

The Cube SMP (8 works)

Slamacow Minecraft Animations (Web Series) (10 works)

iDots SMP (14 works)

30 Day SMP | Free Trial SMP (27 works)

Legacy SMP (27 works)

Kaboodle SMP (28 works)

Epic SMP (30 works)

Cogchamp SMP (32 works)

Dominion SMP (32 works)

Art of Survival SMP (34 works)

Mer SMP (41 works)

Shady Oaks SMP (41 works)

X Life SMP (45 works)

Area Unknown SMP (50 works)

IvoryCello's Prison Escapes (Web Series) (52 works)

Bear SMP (54 works)

100 Hours Hardcore SMP (54 works)

SadSMP (70 works)

Magic Animal Club (87 works)

Slimecicle Cinematic Universe (Web Series) (100 works)

Tortillaland SMP (100 works)

House Builder Gang SMP | HBG SMP (124 works)

WitchCraft SMP (151 works)

Rats SMP (198 works)

SMPEarth (238 works)

Outsiders SMP (263 works)

SMPLive (268 works)

Mianite (Web Series) (354 works)

Yandere High School (Web Series) (355 works)

Afterlife SMP (367 works)

Evolution SMP (461 works)

MindCrack RPF (493 works)

Fable SMP (661 works)

Karmaland SMP (706 works)

Lifesteal SMP (963 works)

Origins SMP (1,378 works)

QSMP | Quackity SMP (1,628 works)

Empires SMP (5,017 works)

3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series (6,763 works)

Hermitcraft SMP (15,847 works)

Dream SMP (76,646 works)

Minecraft (Video Game) (106,506 works)

Video Blogging RPF (252,019 works)

Notes:

Everything italicized is new, and there are three new SMPs this month! New Life SMP didn't make the cut, but there are over 20 fics in the uncategorized tag, so that has to be coming soon.

Fics are primarily in English, but now we have three exceptions with significant Spanish fics: Karmaland, Tortilla SMP, and QSMP. QSMP also includes fics in Brazilian Portugese and a (very few) in French.

Several of the smaller fandoms saw fic decreases, and 100 Hours Hardcore decreased for the second month in a row.

In the smaller fandoms, the standout was Witchcraft SMP, which saw an increase of 20 fics.

For mid-size fandoms, the standouts are Lifesteal SMP with 48 fics and Fable with 32. Lifesteal has not yet broken the 1000-fic mark but with the rate it's been going, I would be very surprised if it hadn't broken that barrier by next month.

Minecraft (Video Game) is no longer categorized under "Celebrities and Real People", it is only under "Video Game". As part of that reorganization I have to assume some fandoms were split out, because it actually saw a 640 fic decrease.

In the large fandoms, QSMP's 692-fic increase, while not quite reaching the height of last month's 816, beat out Origins, Empires, 3rd Life, and Hermitcraft for fics. The only one which beat it was Dream SMP with 1,357. QSMP saw less fics than last month, as mentioned, as did Hermitcraft (604 last month, only 486 this month) and 3rd Life (581 last month, only 363 this month) and Empires (320 last month, only 226 this month), but Dream SMP's 1,357 actually beat last month's 1,243.

Detailed breakdown of increases under the cut.

The Cube SMP (8 works, 8 last month, 0-fic increase)

Slamacow Minecraft Animations (Web Series) (10 works, 10 last month, 0-fic increase)

iDots SMP (14 works, 14 last month, 0-fic increase)

30 Day SMP | Free Trial SMP (27 works, 28 last month, 1 fic decrease)

Legacy SMP (27 works, 27 last month, 0-fic increase)

Kaboodle SMP (28 works, new fandom)

Epic SMP (30 works, 31 last month, 1 fic decrease)

Cogchamp SMP (32 works, 32 last month, 0-fic increase)

Dominion SMP (32 works, 31 last month, 1-fic increase)

Art of Survival SMP (34 works, 33 last month, 1-fic increase)

Mer SMP (41 works, new fandom)

Shady Oaks SMP (41 works, 39 last month, 2-fic increase)

X Life SMP (45 works, 38 las month, 7-fic increase)

Area Unknown SMP (50 works, 49 last month, 1-fic increase)

IvoryCello's Prison Escapes (Web Series) (52 works, 50 last month, 2-fid increase)

Bear SMP (54 works, 54 last month, 0-fic increase)

100 Hours Hardcore SMP (54 works, 55 last month, 1-fic decrease)

SadSMP (70 works, new fandom)

Magic Animal Club (87 works, 86 last month, 1-fic increase)

Slimecicle Cinematic Universe (Web Series) (100 works, 94 last month, 6-fic increase)

Tortillaland SMP (100 works, 92 last month, 8-fic increase)

House Builder Gang SMP | HBG SMP (124 works, 122 last month, 2-fic increase)

WitchCraft SMP (151 works, 131 last month, 20-fic increase)

Rats SMP (198 works, 196 last month, 2-fic increase)

SMPEarth (238 works, 230 last month, 8-fic increase)

Outsiders SMP (263 works, 249 last month, 14-fic increase)

SMPLive (268 works, 266 last month, 2-fic increase)

Mianite (Web Series) (354 works, 348 last month, 6-fic increase)

Yandere High School (Web Series) (355 works, 332 last month, 23-fic increase)

Afterlife SMP (367 works, 354 last month, 3-fic increase)

Evolution SMP (461 works, 440 last month, 21-fic increase)

MindCrack RPF (493 works, 490 last month, 3-fic increase)

Fable SMP (661 works, 629 last month, 32-fic increase)

Karmaland SMP (706 works, 693 last month, 15-fic increase)

Lifesteal SMP (963 works, 915 last month, 48-fic increase)

Origins SMP (1,378 works, 1,322 last month, 56-fic increase)

QSMP | Quackity SMP (1,628 works, 936 last month, 692-fic increase)

Empires SMP (5,017 works, 4,791 last month, 226-fic increase)

3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series (6,763 works, 6,400 last month, 363-fic increase)

Hermitcraft SMP (15,847 works, 15,361 last month, 486-fic increase)

Dream SMP (76,646 works, 75,289 last month, 1,357-fic increase)

Minecraft (Video Game) (106,506 works, 107,146 last month, 640-fic decrease)

Video Blogging RPF (252,019 works, 248,098 last month, 3,921-fic increase)

#MCYT on Ao3 #fandom stats #Ao3

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straykidsreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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This is the masterlist for this years kinktober!

> Content: Smut (Minors DNI)

> Posted: 1st - 31st October 2022

> Overall Word Count: 22,969 words

> Warnings and additional notes will be added to each scenario.

Bang Chan:

• Day 1: Body Worship > 606 words

• Day 9: Marking > 669 words

• Day 17: Orgasm Control > 887 words

• Day 25: DILF > 532 words

Lee Know:

• Day 2: Thigh Riding > 611 words

• Day 10: Hate Sex > 955 words

• Day 18: Degradation > 718 words

• Day 26: Knife Play > 691 words

Changbin:

• Day 3: Public Sex > 663 words

• Day 11: Phone Sex > 769 words

• Day 19: Restraint > 516 words

• Day 27: Changbin - Squirting > 1013 words

Hyunjin:

• Day 4: Mirror Sex > 713 words

• Day 12: Exhibitionism > 817 words

• Day 20: Breeding > 869 words

• Day 28: Overstimulation > 862 words

Han:

• Day 5: Dry Humping > 680 words

• Day 13: Toys > 769 words

• Day 21: Lingerie > 668 words

• Day 29: Face Sitting > 907 words

Felix:

• Day 6: Vanilla Sex > 933 words

• Day 14: Cock Warming > 542 words

• Day 22: Praise > 734 words

• Day 30: Shower Sex > 905 words

Seungmin:

• Day 7: Aftercare > 599 words

• Day 15: Voyerism > 538 words

• Day 23: Breathplay > 679 words

I.N:

• Day 8: Fingering > 813 words

• Day 16: Oral Fixation > 906 words

• Day 24: Size Kink > 572 words

• Day 31: Seungmin & I.N - Threesome > 833 words

Extra Days:

Overall word count: 1561

• Day 32: Suprise Members - Cuckholding > 900 words

• Day 33: Suprise Member - Somnophilia > 661 words

Scenario Masterlist

#stray kids #stray kids blog #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids kinktober #kinktober 2022 #stray kids fanfic #felix #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han #seungmin #jeongin

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disappearingdahlia · 2 months

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monday 4th - sunday 10th march

limit

800 calor1es

notes

this week i was on my period , hence the inconsistencies in my weight , obviously my eating had nothing to do with dropping pounds overnight

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day one ( m 04/03 ) :

. 115 lbs , 640 calor1es

notes : fine not even hungry today was good

day two ( t 05/03 ) :

. 114 lbs , 1,100 calor1es :(

notes : i b1nged i hate this

day three ( w 06/03 ) :

. 113 lbs , 710 calor1es

notes : idk today was fine i wish i ate less still

day four ( th 07/03 ) :

. 113 lbs , 860 calories

notes : i didn’t binge i was just rlly struggling today , im going to try to burn more

day five ( f 08/03 ) :

. 114 lbs , 530 calories

notes : i gained i gained i gained i want to die im supposed to go out tommorow i do not want to be seen like this i don’t want my gf to see me fat im going to die somebody help im begging

day six ( sa 09/03 ) :

. 114 lbs , 661 calories

notes : i cancelled my plans

day seven ( su 10/03 ) :

. 114 lbs , 775 calories

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jobean12-blog · 1 year

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Cuffed

ePairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Word Count: 661

Summary: Eddie finally lets you use his handcuffs

Author’s Note: I saw the gif below and then immediately got an idea and had to scream about with the amazing @etherofhazel @borikenlove @blackwidownat2814 @buckysdollforlife @ysmmsy and @navybrat817 and then my love @tuiccim shared some fun nsfw gifs and one inspired me to get it written! I want to thank you all for cheering me on and sharing your amazing brains and thots with me, all the love! The thought of having him in this position is just...oof. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @wannabehamlet thank you bunches! 🥰

Warnings: cursing, sub/dom dynamics that flip, hand job, oral (male rec), thigh riding, bondage with handcuffs (18+ ONLY please!)

GIFS NOT MINE!!! Credit for the first goes to @walksdowonders and the second to @theseymourbirkhoff thank you both! 🥰

Eddie Munson Masterlist

He can barely manage to contain the whine that leaves his mouth and at this point he can’t even bring himself to care. Your smile is obvious against his skin and if he could free his hands he would wrap one around your neck and put your mouth where he wants it.

“Angel please,” he begs, so hard he feels like he’ll burst at any moment.

The handcuffs rattle along the metal bar of the headboard every time he tugs at them and when your fingers skim his cock and your palm presses flat against him, he pulls so hard the bed shakes.

You smirk up at him as you stroke the entire length of his cock.

With one last teasing touch you release him, but only to push his jeans and boxers over his hips.

Leaving him hard and aching you crawl up his body and press your lips to his, your teeth at their softness as your fingers ghost down his neck. When you pull away he chases your mouth, wanting, no needing, more.

“Fuck,” he groans as your lips graze the spot just under his ear.

His head falls back and you trail warm and wet kisses down his neck to suck on his pulse point.

“You’re gonna make me cum before you even touch my cock,” he breathes out, giving the cuffs another sharp but pointless tug.

You hum into his skin as you work your way down his chest, brushing your nose through the light trail of hair under his belly button.

His cock jumps when you press a soft kiss to the tip and he hisses through gritted teeth when your lips close around it. Your fingers wrap around him, slowly gliding up and down.

“Fuck sweetheart.” His hips thrust into your hand, his entire body tense with the restraint he’s barely holding on to.

He spreads his legs wider and you throw your thigh over his, now straddling it. Without removing your hand from his cock, you start to rub yourself along the thick muscle, the rough material of his jeans catching on the delicate lace between your legs.

His back arches off the bed and he desperately wrenches at the handcuffs but it’s useless. Your grip tightens on his cock as the friction between your legs builds and he gasps out your name when he feels your arousal soaking his jeans.

Your mouth lowers and you part your lips, sucking and licking the length of him while your hand moves harder and faster.

His fingers curl into fists, knuckles white and the handcuffs digging into the tender flesh of his wrists.

“I can’t…” he moans, his words faltering when you pop your mouth off him and grind yourself down harder on his thigh.

Your lips meet the sensitive skin at the V of his hips and your tongue traces the outline of the curve. It’s all it takes for him to lose himself, his hips thrusting erratically into your hand as he pulses and spurts cum all over his stomach.

The sight makes your nails dig into his skin as you push your body up and rub harder along his thigh. He’s barely caught his breath when you feel your release building and as he watches you fall apart over him it has his cock twitching against his abdomen.

You fall onto his chest and bury your face in his neck, his soft curls sticking to his skin with sweat.

“Angel, you have to uncuff me. Now,” he practically whines but there’s a hint of a warning in his tone.

“And what if I don’t want to?” you sass, dragging your nails over his skin.

“You want to,” he counters, licking his lips through a muted hiss.

“How do you know Eddie?”

The question falls from your lips without the power you were hoping to convey and his mouth twitches at the corners.

“Because you can’t wait for me to fucking ruin you.”

@dreamlessinparis @hiddles-rose @goldylions @seitmai @munsonsduchess

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic

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libraryofloveletters · 4 months

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Messy

Aaron Ramsdale x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cheesy aprons, Aaron is more interested in eating the cookies than helping, some bad frosting, the two of you are sweeter than the cookies.

Word Count: 661

Author's Note: okay this is my first time writing aaron, I don't know if anyone will even read it but here you go anyways lmao

Aaron can’t help himself when he comes home from training and finds you baking Christmas cookies.

A year tradition; Christmas cookies lined the counters of your kitchen and dining room table.

You always baked cookies for your coworkers, to take to your nieces and nephews and for Aaron to hand out at work. Somehow you always ended up with nearly 400 cookies by the end of the week, slowly parceling them off and sending them to who they needed to go to.

Aaron wasn't shocked to find the house smelling like a bakery when he returned from training, in fact he sort of expected it. You had dragged him to the store over the weekend to get everything you'd need; flour, butter, eggs, sugar, chocolate, icing sugar, milk etc.

Your red apron tied around you, it was the one he had made for you. The Arsenal logo poorly painted onto the front with Mrs. Ramsdale on the top left of it.

He quietly walks over to you, his arms snaking around your waist as your back is turned to him.

"Aaron!" You jumped, smacking his arm lightly. "You scared me!"

Your husband laughs, his chin on your shoulder. "Sorry love," he's quick to kiss your cheek, making up for it. "How's the cookie making going?"

"Slow but it's going." You tell him, swatting his hands away from the hot tray you had on the counter. Aaron pouts a bit but he mumbles an okay when you push his hand away.

"Can I help?" He asks, watching as you frost the cookies carefully. He was always in awe of your skills; every colour mixed to the extra shade you wanted, the lines perfectly straight and you free handed the figures you put on the cookies.

You nod, stopping your frosting momentarily to dig out a apron for Aaron seeing that he was still in his training kit; kiss the cook - some cheesy apron he had picked up after he bought a bbq last summer.

He shrugs off his sweater, putting the apron on and letting you help him tie it. "You have to promise not to eat the cookies." Your finger pointed at the man.

His index finger makes an X over his heart, "I swear to god, I won't eat them."

You nod, satisfied with his commitment to the cookies when you start telling him about the different kinds; peppermint chocolate, gingerbread and sugar cookies.

"You can do these," you set a plate with 4 snowflake shaped gingerbread cookies in front of him. "Just make the lines and do the little edges like this," you show him one of the cookies you had frosted already; the lines making up the lines of a snowflake.

"Okay, easy enough." He nods to himself, carefully holding the piping bag you handed him.

Aaron is careful, his hands steady as he does the first line. He looks up as your cookie and back at his, pleased with himself before he starts on the other line. It takes him a few minutes of pure focus to finish the cookie but he seems to have gone wrong along the way.

the lines are all crooked and a bit blurred together, perhaps he put too much pressure and they merged.

He decided to take the easy route out, picking up the cookie and taking a big bite out of it, the frosting on his nose. You heard the noise and turned towards your husband to see what he's done.

"What happened to not eating the cookies?" You asked him, hands on your hips.

"I didn't."

"The crumbs on your face and the frosting on your nose say otherwise," you reach up to wipe his nose off with your thumb. Aaron smiles, shrugging. "It looked wonky, baby. It didn't look like yours but it tastes fantastic."

"That's because I have years of practice," you tell him, reaching up to take a bite of his cookie. "But it does taste good," you mumble, mouth full of cookies.

Aaron laughs, pulling you to him for a kiss.

#holiday extravaganza blurbs 23 #aaron ramsdale #aaron ramsdale x reader #aaron ramsdale x you #aaron ramsdale x y/n #football #football x reader #football x you #football x y/n #football imagine #football blurb

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tweedlebat · 7 months

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Part 6 of A Treatise of Embroidery, crochet, and knitting with illustrations

By George C. Perkins, Anna Grayson Ford, and M. Heminway & Sons Silk co circa 1899.

Please note, this book was written in 1899, and as such uses a racist term to refer to the dyes that were used for the thread. If you'd like to read more about this period in time, the term, and the stereotypes that the Victorians had, I've actually linked the wikipedia article here that goes more in depth. It's not the end all be all of it, but it's a good starting place for anyone wanting to educate themselves on the topic.

Since the alt text was too long to fit in the actual pop up, I'm writing it down here!

Page 29. Lessons In Embroidery.

This page has the pattern for the strawberry and blossoms embroidery on it. It resembles a paint by numbers/letters image with a table showing the corresponding colours. I will try my best to explain the image, but first the colour charts.

Berries-Ripe.

Red: 655 shade number 1, 655 shade number 2, 656 shade number 3, 657 shade number 4, 658 shade number 5, 659 shade number 6, 660 shade number 7, 661 shade number 8.

Blossoms: 691 shade number 9.

Centre: 647 shade number 10, 409 1/2 shade number 11, 410 shade number 12.

Unripe Berries: 682 shade number 13, 683 shade number 14, 684 shade number 15.

Leaves and Stems.

Green: 0428 shade letter A, 428 shade letter B, 429 Shade letter C, 429 1/2 shade letter D, 430 shade letter E, 431 Shade letter F, 372 shade letter K, 373 shade letter M.

Brown: 300 shade letter O, 301 Shade letter R.

Strawberry Design. Materials. — M. Heminway & Sons' Oriental Dyes, Japan and Spanish Floss.

Berries. — Ripe and unripe; Red — "Sharpless variety" — 0655, 655, 656, 657, 658, 659, 660, 661. Unripe — 0655, 655, 656, 682, 683, 684. Blossoms.— 691, 682, 683, 0655. Centres. — 647, 409 1/2, 410. Leaves. — 0428, 428, 429, 429 1/2, 430, 431 ; or 370, 371, 372, 373, 374, 300, 301. Scallop. — 581 or 691. —Spanish Floss.

Design No. 153 — Strawberry. 18 inch. See Colored Plate C1.

Description.— Fill in berry crosswise, shortstitch on the wrong side, not much filling. For filling to raise the berry use M. Heminway & Sons' white Persian Floss. Start at the point of berry with two strands of red, 655, shading with one strand as dark red as 661. For an unripe berry start with light green, 682 and 683, shading into the green the light pink, 655, making the berry as ripe in color as 660. The seeds on the red berries put on with small stitches, gold, 409 1/2. On those that are not ripe use green, 428.

Blossoms. — White, 691, shadow of green, 682 on lower petals, touching a few of the new blossoms with light pink, 0655; pollen of 647, 409 1/2, 410.

Leaves. — On the outer edge of the leaf use two strands, shading toward centre with one, use a little brown, 300 and 301, for faded part of leaf.

Scallop. — Button-hole stitch in pink, 581, Spanish Floss, or 691, with an outline above scallop of one strand filo, 310.

Now I will describe the first illustration which shows the embroidery by letters/numbers diagram. I will be describing the image from the bottom to top as the spray of strawberries and blossoms flow in a diagonal from the bottom left to the upper right.

We start with two parallel, diagonal stems that branch off in multiple directions to hold the entirety of the design. The two stems are done in shade letters D and E. The rightmost stem slips under two leaves, forking into a third tendril, before the left fork curves gracefully to the right and ending in a strawberry. The right fork goes downwards and forms the triple fork from where the three large strawberry leaves all come from in this piece. An upper one, a bottom one, and one off to the right that is slightly twisted so the underside of the leaf tip is visible.

Shade letters for the bottommost leaf, from base to tip, left to right. Starting at the top where the base joins the stem: 1st row: E, O, R. 2nd row: E. 3rd row: F, C. 4th row: D, E, E, D. 5th row: B, D, C. leaf tip: C.

For the twisted leaf at the right of the previous: 1st Row: C, D, C. 2nd Row: D, E, C. 3rd Row: C, D. 4th Row: E, D, B. 5th Row: F. Leaf tip: A.

For the Upper Leaf: 1st Row: D, E. 2nd Row: C. 3rd Row: B, D, E, D. 4th Row: D, C, D, C, D. 5th Row: A, B. 6th row: A, R. Leaf tip: A.

Back at the beginning, where the stems are parallel, the leftmost stem forks before the two separate bits slip under the upper large leaf that we described earlier. The right fork curves up and to the left into a strawberry while the left fork curves up behind it. It would seem a second strawberry also emerges from a stem coming from behind the same leaf, although it does not show a fork. This berry sits just under the other.

Higher Strawberry: 1st Row: 4, 6. 2nd Row: 3, 2, 5, 3, 3. 3rd Row: 2, 15, 4, 8, 3. 4th Row: 14, 2. Strawberry Tip: 13.

Lower Strawberry: 1st Row: 8. 2nd Row: 5, 6, 7, 5. 3rd Row: 4, 4, 5, 4. 4th Row: 2, 2, 2, 2. 5th row: 1, 1, 1.

Only two of the little strawberry leaf tops have any kind of letter indication, all of them combinations of C, D, and B, so your guess is as good as mine.

Emerging from the top strawberry is another series of three stems, two of which appear to have forked somewhere behind the berry unseen. The left stem goes up and then promptly forks before slipping under a fully bloomed strawberry blossom, and then emerging from the top with a single leaf gracing the end. Somewhere behind the flower another tendril has forked off this one and goes up to end in a tiny blossom not yet bloomed. Next to that is the stem that will be described in a few paragraphs, and then another stem leading to a small blossom, that is also not fully bloomed.

Big Blossom: This has 5 petals in total, and all the petals are tipped in shade number 9, and all excepting the leftmost petal gradiate to shade number 13. The leftmost petal gradiates to shade number 14, and then the center is shade number 10.

Small Blossom: 9 at the tip, 13 at the base, there are 3 petals showing.

Tiny Blossom: same, 9 tip, 13 base, also 3 petals showing.

Back to under the blossom, the right stem from the original fork leads up to an elegant waving stem that branches off into several tendrils mostly decorated with a pair of leaves each.

The left tendril from that fork extends up a ways, waving a bit and is done in shade letter B, and then forks one last time culminating in a pair of tiny leaves on the right fork and a waving tendril on the left that finishes in shade letter A.

Leaf 1: Base E, Tip D. Leaf 2: Base C, Tip B.

The right tendril from the fork that leads into the last also immediately forks again ending in a pair of tiny leaves coming from each tendril.

From lowest leaf to highest, base to tip:

Leaf 1 right tendril: E. Leaf 2 right tendril: D, C. Leaf 3 Left Tendril: D, E. Leaf 4 Left tendril: C, B.

all the tiny leaves leaves save one are done in two colours, one for the base and one for the tip. So wherever you decide to put a tiny leaf, you can keep the colour schemes in mind.

There is an image at the bottom captioned Design No 153- Strawberry. 18 inch. See Coloured Plate C1.

This has what appears to be a doily with an embroidered scalloped edge and the large strawberry image placed at the top and bottom of the doily, flowing with the circular edge. There is a small smattering of petals coming off of an extra pair of fallen blossoms that were added to one edge, and a small detached strawberry on the other.

All in all, thank you for your patience while I try to get these out. If anyone has any suggestions to make these easier to understand, my inbox is always open. I will be posting another pair of images sometime this week!

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20 Questions for Fic Writers!

I've been tagged by @stars-of-kyber and @andthebubbles. 😁 So although I feel barely qualified, I guess I best do this...

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

7. 🤗

I started about 2 months ago, so... and yes, they're all Kanthony. Initially just started as a way of contributing to Anthony Week 2023, and I didn't even expect that I'd actually do all 7 days.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

13,370.

Currently ranging at 661 to 3,779 per fic. Rookie numbers!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

So far, just my beloved Bridgerton.

But there have been a couple other shows that have tempted me...

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Astride - 166

Nursery - 118

Hunt - 105

Yours - 94

Temptation - 88

Having published a handful with various ratings, it's quite interesting to see the kudos, bookmarks (private vs public), and subs ratios! Much to think about.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes.

Why... I sort of have a need? Idk, when I see a comment it's hard to just leave it hanging there and not to reply. Like irl if someone looked at something I made and verbally commented on it... and I just stared back blankly not saying anything. 😐 This is how it feels to me on the receiving end at least haha. And my replies saying various forms of 'Thank you!' is probably quite repetitive, but hey ho.

Plus comments give you that lil hit of dopamine; from both povs as a writer or reader. Being on the reader side for most of my Ao3 activities I tend to comment on most of fics I read, I can't help it - I must tell you what I loved about it and why, and there's a pleasure in reciprocating that back too. Look, now I've written half an essay on the subject, gaaah. (I've not been on Ao3 as much as I'd like to recently, and because I opened it to scoop out the stats for some of the questions above I can now see that I have some unreads... and the need is happening.)

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm *thinking really hard*, I don't think any of them have an ending that is all that angsty. If I had to choose, maybe Temptation?

The pattern I've shown so far in my posted works is that it's gonna be 90% fluff. Though that is liable to change. 😆

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Nursery?

I'm not sure, cause they've all ended on a pretty optimistic note so far. But that one has Kate and Anthony with a few of their kids, so it's the furthest on the Kanthony HEA timeline.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet...

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Ummm 👀 I may have dabbled in some smut.

What kind... hm, the kind where both people are panting for each other, and end up caving because they literally can't hold their horniness in anymore (this totally explains why I went feral for Bridgerton S2, ha). Another pattern I seem to have is making Anthony a submissive man puddle.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Not yet, but I do have some crack ideas I may explore.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of, I very much doubt it.

How often does this happen to people?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No. I'd certainly be all for it if anyone ever wanted to translate any works of mine. 😊

If I was proficient enough to write in other languages, then I would probably try publishing the different versions from the get go.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Kinda?

Nothing formal, but there was a lengthy comment thread on Reddit some months ago where myself and another user went back and forth re-writing the script for that stormy library scene 😅 (not so much re-writing what was already there, bar the last few lines, more of a continuation in a universe where Kate hadn't fled).

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Must I even answer this? Kanthony, c'mon now.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

There's only 1 work that I have, where I've actually started a chapter 2. And I have all the faith that I will finish it. ✍️🤓

Other potential WIPs, that are currently just posted as one shots, only exist in my head... who knows if they will see the light of day.

16. What are your writing strengths?

This question feels illegal to be asked.

I have no idea, I'm very new to this whole writing thing. At least in terms of fiction, so I'm not sure what I'd consider my strengths to be. I feel like I need some more practice before I can get a real sense of this?

I would say that dialogue usually comes very quickly to me, and it's having to fill in the bits around it that takes more brain muscles. So that might indicate something.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Everything apart from the answer to the question above.

But really I think it's remembering that there is a world outside of the main couple happening, and trying to describe the details there. Also other general 'setting the scene' stuff like clothing, weather etc etc. I usually just want to jump straight in with some random dialogue.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

On writing it... no thoughts; not done it yet!

If I needed to for some unknown fic reason in the future, I'm sure I'll be apologising profusely in the author notes for trusting Google translate and probably butchering whatever language it is.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Still just the one so far, Bridgerton. 😌

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Hunt 🥺🥹 I was a lot of feels, and just very indulgent tbh.

I also really enjoyed my shortest one, Obedient, which was in 2nd person (hadn't done that before). The writing of that one was just really fun and I idky but I've reread it quite a bit!

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I'm woefully looking at my Ao3 bookmarks (which has grown exponentially since joining Tumblr), full of things that I've not got round to reading yet. So I'm tagging partly based on stuff hanging out on top of that pile: @islemeadow, @ladykettlechips, @hydriotaphia, @eleanor-bradstreet, and the smut aunties @colettebronte & @fayes-fics 😋 (if y'all wanna do it, ofc. I tried to find those who hadn't been tagged/done it yet, sorry if you've actually already done this and I've just not found it).

#20 questions for fic writers #tag game #fanfic writing #fan fiction

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