#GOD what a little freak <3333

[helpmyinterestsareverywhere]

ASDJHLWJLDHJLSADH ITS HIM!! THEY CERTAINLY WEREN'T LYING

I'VE MISSED HIM - BBG PLEASE COME HOME ME AND KIDS MISS YOU

#GOD what a little freak <3333 #i am aggressively being reminded why Jay was pretty much my favourite when I first started watching #HES JUST A NERD - MY FAVOURITE-TIST LITTLE FREAK #the League of Jays is so silly <33 #their outfits are so shiny #kinda jealous tbh #very happy to see silly little Scott again too - my other favourite-tist little guy <3 #I am eagerly awaiting to once again see the other two freaks in their avatars :33 #(Number 1 Lloyd Prime Empire avatar defender here) #I LOVE THIS SEASON!!! #im having fun watching my favourite season :3👍 #hmiae rambles #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago jay #superstar rockin jay #ninjago prime empire #prime empire

[h-harleybaby]

this might be slightly boring but i saw it on another blog and it’s been plaguing my mind ever since

making out hcs w with Butters, Kyle and Kenny pls? 🥺 it does something feral to me man idk

Making out hcs with Butters, Kyle, and Kenny

Butters

• Butters kisses are usually really soft and gentle, y'all don't often make out because he gets too embarrassed

• He's pretty nervous but that's probably just because you're the first girl he's ever made out with and he wants to get it right for you

• He loves making out with you tho, whenever y'all do he swears sparks fly

• Turns out it just wasn't a good idea to make out in abandon building with bad wiring because sparks actually DID fly. Technically he was right tho

• He doesn't often take the lead with making out, he prefers to leave it up to you

• Butters is probably the type to accidentally moan in the kiss and feel really embarrassed about it and hope to god you didn't hear it

• You did. But you also really liked it and you encouraged him to do it more often/not hold back. He practically melted when you said that-

• He really likes it when you bite his lip while you're making out but he'll never admit that, he's scared you would think it's weird

• He's really physical, he just needs to have his hands on you. So often times he'll cup your cheeks or have his hands slightly under your shirt (only to hold your hips, he wouldn't dare go any farther without your permission)

• He also really likes it when tug on his hair a lil while y'all make out, he can't explain it for the life of him it just feels really good

Kyle

• Making out with Kyle is really sweet, I swear! He's just really awkward about it

• But it's honestly really cute <33

• He gets so scared because he's thinking "What if I kiss weirdly?? What if they don't like my kisses?? WHERE DO I PUT MY HANDS-"

• Ya know, that kinda stuff. You probably have to guide his hands to your waist or something so he'll stop mentally freaking out and sweating

• Hear me out, Kyle probably gets so nervous that his hands start shaking, and when you put his hands on your waist his finger literally will not stop tapping you. It's a nervous habit he has, like tapping your fingers on a desk

• Once he gets in the hang of it and stops freaking out he probably thinks he died and went to heaven. You gotta be an angel, right?!

• He's probably the type to smile into a kiss and whenever y'all separate he looks at you with heart eyes

• Although at first, kissing made him really nervous once he gets used to it, it probably calms him down and makes him act like a complete simp

• The world around him disappears because now all he can think of is you and your kisses

• He just can't get enough of you <3333

Kenny

• Kenny's really passionate when making out, and tbh he's always trying to make out with you

• He can't keep his hands to himself either, so they're gonna be everywhere

• He's also the kind of person who smirks into a kiss and literally grabs your waist to pull you in closer

• He loves when you have your hands in his hair when y'all make out, it just makes him more eager

• Y'all are probably a little light headed at the end of at least one kiss because he doesn't wanna let go

• Most of the time kisses between y'all end in making out, no matter where you are, even if it's just a lil peck

• Can you really blame him for wanting more?

• Hear me out on this, Kenny probably smokes and he accidentally got you addicted to his kisses because of the nicotine in the cigarettes he smokes

• Kenny feels really bad about it and he tries to quit smoking

• But he isn't complaining too much, it also means more making out for him

#south park x reader #h harleybaby needs help #south park x reader headcanons #butters x reader #butters stotch x y/n #butters stotch x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle x reader #Kyle broflovski x y/n #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny x reader #Kenny McCormick x y/n #Harley’s anons <33 #harley’s requests!

[whore-era]

college!Ellie comforting anxious fem GF with lots of kisses and back rubs?

a/n: i feel like this headcanon was so bad but i did my best <3 hope u enjoy <3333

college!ellie headcanon: comforting anxious gf

you were swamped. final exams were approaching, a 10 page research essay was due in 3 days, internships to apply to in time for the summer, laundry barely started — everything was piling up.

you felt as if the weight of the world was on your shoulders, and you had to keep yourself afloat. but you could feel it, you were about to crash.

the tab was still open, your research paper halfway done, and you were overwhelmed with anxiety. failing to hold back the immense emotion, you burst into tears, sobbing into the sleeves of your hoodie.

you just weren't sure if you had the power to keep pushing through these last couple weeks, you were drained out dry. weeping into your hoodie, you hear your phone ring.

sliding the button to answer, you press your phone to your ear. "h-hello?" you attempt to dry your face, concealing any evidence that you were just crying minutes before. "babe, i'm on my way over. just wanted to see if you wanted me to pick something up for you," ellie's voice come through the speaker, still unaware of your current state.

"uhhhh, i'm fine, els," you croak, "you don't h-have to come over right now. you must be busy and stuff and i don't wanna get in the way." there's a shakiness in your voice, and you hope to god ellie doesn't notice. she goes quiet for a second, "hmm. okay. fine." you let out a breath of relief, "call you later then, sweet girl," she coos, "i love you." "i love you, ellie." click

putting your phone down and burying your face in your hands, you let out a breath, allowing a few tears to fall down your face. it made you feel bad burdening ellie with your issues — she had her own stuff going on. the last thing she needed to worry about was you.

it wasn't long before you heard a couple knocks on your door. you furrowed your brows, knowing you weren't expecting anyone. still, you walked over and opened the door of your dorm, face-to-face with a big, brown teddy bear. ellie's face poked out from the corner of the bear's head. "we could tell you were bear-y sad, so we wanted to check in on you." you threw your arms around her, squishing the bear in the process. she let out a chuckle, pulling away to see your face, surprised to see your eyes filling with tears.

"hey, hey, hey," she whispers, "c'mon, let's get inside first." gently guiding you inside your dorm, she closes the door behind her. "what's been goin' on, sweet girl? talk to me."

"jus-just been feelin' so— overwhelmed," you breathe out, "f-finals, my p-paper, freaking i-internships—" tears begin to spill, "i don't k-know i-if i can h-han-handle it." you weep into her jacket, and she soothingly rubbed your back, letting you cry.

once you calm down a bit, ellie pulls away a little and cups your face in her hands. "what do you need from me, baby?" she asks, "anything at all, you name it. i'll get it."

"i just— i just want you to hold me."

you both climb into your tiny, twin bed. with her arm wrapped around you, you nestled into her side, inhaling her scent — cedar and mahogany teakwood. she rubbed slow and small circles on your back, calming your nerves.

"i don't know if i'm stuck out for this," you murmur, "college is jus' a lot. don't know if this is what i'm meant to do." you look up at her with big and glossy eyes. "hey," she whispers, "you are one of the smartest people i know, and you are so fucking hard working, always putting in 100 into everything you do."

a tear trails down your face and ellie continues. "you can do anything you out your pretty mind to do, anything, baby," she coos, "you're meant to do this." ellie leans down to press a kiss on your forehead, "and if you're still unsure about school and all, then that's okay too. you can choose something else you wanna do, and i'll be here, rooting for you every step of the way."

you heart warms up in your chest, feeling fuzzy. "thank you," you dote, "i'm so lucky to have you, els." ellie smiles down at you, leaning in to kiss you tenderly.

"always, sweet girl," ellie wraps her arm tighter around you, "now, come here. relax a lil' more, yeah?" you nod and cuddle back into her warmth, and she presses another reassuring kiss on top of your head.

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie williams tlou #the last of us #the last of us ellie #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams angst #ellie x reader hc

[theragethatisdesire]

hello, me again 🙋‍♀️ not an anon but here to bother you on your fight 🥰

can you tell me what you think the boys would be like if they were jealous? any and all boys i just wanna hear ur thoughts

TIFF I DRAFTED THIS WHOLE THING OUT ON THE PLANE ON MY POS PHONE AND THEN IT NEVER POSTED. i literally JUST noticed and i am so frustrated, i'm sorry i literally didn't even realize!! but i never tire of talking about our boys so pls enjoy <3333

nsfw below the cut; jean, eren, and levi included

Eren

so eren to me is sort of a cocky little shit, but he's also a brat

if you're talking to a guy in the bar a little too much, eren's 100% charging right up to interrupt the conversation, throw his arm around your shoulders, figure out exactly what's going on here

but honestly? i think eren knows how much you love him and doesn't worry about you being attracted to others, he's just demanding when it comes to your attention

what makes him really jealous is when you start reading game of thrones alongside armin, and while eren's not unfamiliar with the premise of the books, he never could have imagined how intricate they are

intricate enough for you to be glued to your novel and your phone intermittently, surfacing from the pages with a squeal "oh my god i HAVE to text armin!" "armin's going to freak out!"

before he knows it, he's coming home to find you and armin, annotated novels spread on the coffee table, debating character arcs and laughing over funny moments

it confuses him at first. you love him, and he loves that you're friends with his friends, would never try to deny you a meaningful friendship, he knows that's all it is

eren's not a reader. too time consuming, too slow. but he wants to make your eyes light up like that, wants to hear you ramble on and on about your theories

he tries to get you into his story-based video games, but all he gets is a polite level of interest

when you finally confront him about acting like a fucking weirdo every time armin gets brought up, eren confesses, and it breaks your heart

"i mean, i know i'm not as smart as you or armin, but we could find something like that to do together, right? you just seem so into it..."

when you show him the tv show, eren's immediately hooked, and you stay up together for weeks on end binging it, eren watching you explain the differences between book and show with hearts in his eyes <333

Jean

jean is an egotistical maniac, you know it, he knows it

as your boyfriend, jean's never going to be one to throw a fit over the attention you get in the bar, in fact, he encourages it

it gets him off knowing that you're the girl everyone wants, that no one can take their eyes off of, and that you're going to go home with him and beg for him to fuck you

but if you're not his girlfriend? completely different story

when his roommate, eren, brings home his new girlfriend, jean is shocked

you're so...sweet. polite, beautiful, funny. what are you doing with eren? and not him?

jean has a case of the roommates-hot-girlfriend-itis, and he's got it bad

before he knows it, he's setting his alarm early, padding out into the kitchen where he knows you'll be making your coffee before work while eren snores in the other room

he's not shy about it either, openly flirting with you, teasing you about your messy hair, your tiny sleep shorts

he loves the way you blush when he says "you cold or something?", glancing meaningfully at your peaked nipples showing through your tank top

but you never falter, your eyes are only for eren. it drives jean insane.

he's going to the gym every day now, trying to work off this excess anger trying to get bigger and stronger so you can't help but notice him

he'd never admit it, but he listens in on you and eren late at night, imagining your breathy moans are for him

when he finds a pair of your panties in the dryer, he pockets them, treasures them

and when he finds you at a coffee shop in tears, a breakup text from eren on your phone? he has to hide his grin

jean may be a bad friend, but he'll make a great rebound

Levi

you're levi's, but he knows you're not supposed to be

he's still your captain, your immediate superior, and while that's exceedingly hot in the sheets, it's stifling outside the walls of your bedroom

he can't help but glance at you longingly across the cafeteria, watch your nose scrunch in that cute way it does when you laugh and when you cum

and when you brush a hand absentmindedly against miche's? bat your eyes up at hange, make them blush? levi knows you're doing it on purpose

he knows you well enough to know you can't help but antagonize him

he knows you belong to him, and you know you belong to him, but they can't know, and that's the problem. levi can't claim you in public, so he has to overcompensate when you finally sneak into his quarters at the end of the day, twiddling your fingers in anticipation

"can't believe you," he huffs, bending you over his desk, "thought i trained you better than that"

he did, you both know it, but you're a greedy, insatiable little thing, and you're good at riling levi up to get what you want

"don't know what you're-- ah! what you're talking about" you lie, gasping when he lands a sharp smack to your clit

"of course you do, you fucking brat," levi's not feeling as playful as you were earlier today, the hot lick of envy at the top of his throat "making those fuck me eyes at erwin earlier? you wanted me to see you, didn't you? whoring yourself out like you're not going to be begging me to let you cum later?"

your response is muffled by your panties in your mouth

"no excuses. beg all you want, but the only way this cunt-- my cunt-- is cumming tonight is if you admit it. admit you're mine, admit you can't get off with anyone else. you're mine."

and oh, do you cave. you're babbling apologies into the fabric in no time, tears streaming down your face

and once you're both shaking and spent, levi pulls you into his arms, cuddles you against his chest

he can't claim you in public, not as things stand with you on his squad, but for now, having you curled against him will have to be enough

THIS WAS SUCH A BLAST thanks for submitting tiff all my love <3

#rage.rambles #tiff.moot #levi x reader #eren x reader #jean x reader #aot headcanons #aot x reader hc #eren jaeger x reader #jean kirstein x reader #levi ackerman x reader #eren jaeger headcanons #jean kirchstein headcanons #levi ackerman headcanons #ask games

[lil--nuggett]

Hey guys, so if you know Baldur's Gate 3 this is an AU for that with Hardenshipping but it's really fucked up. I will explain why it's fucked up below the cut.

Maxie is a High Half-Elf Warlock (his patron is Groudon), and Archie's a Human Fighter <3

Also I just realized this is the first time you have seen me draw Archie seriously lmao my bad guys I'll try to draw him again soon

I took a ton of inspiration for various things for these designs, including Guile for Archie's armor bc I love Guile sm!!

(More info and our dumb AU lore under here - No BG3 Spoilers I promise <3)

I'm going to tell you this now... this gets really fucking crazy and honest to god I know I'm going to have a hard time explaining this. It WILL be quite long and I WILL be yapping.

This AU is really just something we did on impulse and it's really fun to mess around with, so I'm hoping you all will enjoy the concept as well :)

I'll try to explain it simply as I can. I thank you in advance to all who sit here and read this ily sm if you read it all <3333

Anyways, okay so imagine how one could do a bg3 AU for these two fuckers...

And throw it right out the window because you'll never guess how me and my friend have done it.

The Backstory:

This all started when my friend decided to play BG3 for the first time, and he jokingly said to me "Should I make Maxie our main character??" and I replied "I you want, but I won't force you" and thus BG3 Maxie was created, and his misadventures began.

Now your probably wondering (if you've played the game) what about the guardian?? Who did we make the guardian?? Well, we made Archie the guardian. However, I did not know just how wild this idea would get within the next few days.

So, eventually we realized how crazy the BG3 lore actually is (it's a like fucking DnD campaign idk how we didn't realize this beforehand), and so, we jokingly started our own "AU Lore" that ties in with the BG3 Lore.

If you really want to know, I have an entire note in my notes app dedicated to keeping track of what happens. It is very long.

The Parasite:

Now, if you've played the game or know anything about it, you know about the Mindflayer parasites. Well, one fateful day, me and my friend joked that the Parasite in Maxie's head was this little freak who looks like Archie.

The two have no correlation other than looks, its completely coincidence and it's not a mimic situation. The Parasite "Archie" does nothing but talk nonsense to Maxie all the time, and initially the bit was that he only talked about Fortnite. All because I made the joke that the dream realm in game looked like a fortnite update. By now, that bit has fallen off (thank god), replaced by just general nonsense and lies.

Also he fucking looks like this:

Weird little freak. This is just one of his talk sprites I have, this is just his neutral expression.

So basically it's:

- Maxie was supposed to be on a Geology research trip, but instead he got dragged into the Parasite issue with the rest of the companions. He really just wants to get home to Archie.

I am the one who handles everything for Maxie in this AU, I do his voice, I handle his lore, etc.

- Parasite Archie is this 1 foot tall, neco arc-esque version of Archie that sits on Maxie's shoulder and tells him nonsensical things. He also says Maxie's name wrong, he says Maxie's full first name and pronounces it as "Maximilliam" instead of the "N" at the end. For Maxie it's like handling a toddler but the toddler fights back, doesn't shut up, and threatens your life. He also has a ton of his own lore that my friend continously adds on to, so I can make another post with just the parasite's part of things.

My friend handles everything with the Parasite himself, comes up with the lore, does the voice, etc. I simply keep track of it.

- The "dream visitor" version of Archie is not real either. It's linked to the Parasite in ways that if I get into it, I will spoil a good chunk of the game. Sorry. Just know you can consider this and Parasite Archie kind of as one in the same almost.

- The REAL Archie is still at home, completely unaware of what's happening, while Maxie is fighting for his life. He does miss him, though, and hopes he gets home soon. He and Maxie are only boyfriends, they haven't gotten married yet. (They also haven't been through their rivalry yet, as this all takes place before that happens.)

Sorry for the convoluted yap sesh, I just have more art planned for this stupid AU and- God I cannot possibly just post this shit with no context. Like, I'd have to explain it eventually so I might as well do it now beforehand yk 😭😭

I might do separate posts with our HCs and some silly conversations that have happened between Parasite Archie and Maxie if you guys would want that :)

Also, I do have all of the sessions from where my friend plays the game recorded and I'll be sure to post some clips of what Parasite Archie sounds like eventually, possibly with snippets of my shitty Maxie voice in there as well. You'll get to see the talk sprites in action with that, too.

#nugget's yapping again #apologies in advance to all the bg3 fans who end up seeing this shit im so sorry guys #nugget art!! #GOD THIS IS SO LONH IM SO SORRY GUYS #Parasite Archie #its official #he has his own tag now. god help us. #like i said ill make a separate post about Maxie and Parasite Archie so you can know more about them and their dynamic #hardenshipping #magma leader maxie #aqua leader archie #bg3 #bg3 au

[justalilguyoops]

God I think it would be really fucking funny to see Felix's obsession grow so exponentially that he'd inevitably descend into madness and for Oliver (who may or may not have been a scheming gremlin from the start, either way it'd be great tbh lmao bc actually completly naive and innocent Oliver? That'd be a VISION) to be TOTALLY into it lmao. Also to witness Felix being an airhead in the beginning and then morph into something else entirely as the story goes on? Dhishdisjsks like it seems me that he initially acted with only good intentions and then sort of let things get out of hand but he immediately downplayed them like nothing. Like stealing boxers??? Inhaling pillows? Like what else is he gonna allow himself to do, stalk Oliver? Threat people? Like there's literally no internal fight about his actions at all lmao he just tells himself that nope, it's okay, it's perfectly normal, his conscience is totally fine with what he's doing and that's IT. LMAOOO!!! So I wouldn't be surprised at all (actually it would be downright funny and satisfactory after WIPIP tbh) if he became obsessive to the point of insanity.

Like sorta mirroring Oliver in canon but through his eyes you sorta narrate it as a sweet pink rom-com. I absolutely adore iiiitt!!!! And I adore you for writing these 5 chapters, I've been literally rereading them again and again before going to bed! Muah Muah *hugs*

(Btw I'm @mylovelookup but it's my sideblog so tumblr doesn't let me send asks through that 😭)

HAHAHAHAHA the idea of Saltburn but it being treated as like a romcom fucking takes me out because!!! genuinely I think it's what Oliver wanted in the beginning! Popping Felix's tire is real romcom first meeting type of shit!

hehehe I am so excited for LAWS and what Felix is going to become (our sweet down bad freak boy) <333 part 1 is going to cover oxford days AND saltburn summer trip and I have so many chaotic ass things planned

of course I won't spoil anything but,,,, is it really a justalilguyoops fic if it doesn't get at least a BIT unhinged crazy obsessive???

Felix sniffing a man's pillow trying to play it off that he just really wants to be friends with him LOL

so so so excited to feed you more fr fr I'm LOVING LAWS it's like my therapy after the intensity that was WIPIP I love my dumb little university boys <3333

#hehehehe #i wuv you #you slay #lovers alone wear sunlight #justalilguyoops answers

[lilpotatjj]

Requestet: yes :)

Hope everyone like it❤️

Uses of Her/She

Warning: stupid acc.names 😅🤭 fluff and little flirty

Wordcount: 810

Sweet Nothings

"soooo....you wanna go live the next minutes?" you take off your shoes and go to the kitchen to make yourself something to eat while Bella changes and goes to the laptop after coming home. "ok....never really live let's see how many people even join" she makes a few settings on insta and looks at me. "So if you want you can sneak in secretly. People might want to know who you are."

"first I'll hide" you smile and give her a wink, get your food from the kitchen afterwards. When you come back with your bowl, she is now online.

"Wow, I didn't expect so many at once." She greets some of the people who are obviously freaking out with joy that Bella is live. You just smile.

scguuuuurl: *Bella <3*

ironman: *omg Bella I love uuu*

btwpotat: *good evening from Las Vegas*

"good evening"

dublin: *SEASON2? when do you start filming*

"ahh.so we've already started" she answers several questions and you just stand in front of the camera so that only a little bit of your legs are visible which makes people directly curious.

scguuuuurl: *there is someone?!*

bananaaaaa: *who is that?*

youAin'tShiat: *surely santa claus🎅*

btwpotat: *chuck noris*

Bella giggles her super cute giggle and just watching them going nuts.

gotchaALL: *ShOw YoUr FaCe*

LeonS.Kennedy: *it is the Dina actress isn't it?*

it'sSnow: *Female or Male?! *

AbbyjustHATESu: *it's the ABBY actress🏑🔨*

DaenerysSnOw: *mabe it's their LoVeR <3333*

ironman: *noooo Bella can't be taken. I want them🥺*

You can't help but laugh and put your hood up, sit behind Bella's back so you're back to back and just keep eating your food.

" they really getting excited who you are" Bella says, keep looking at the screen put her arms behind herself, around your neck so you can't escape.

"I'll fix you something to eat in a minute" you try to stand up, give her a sweet bitemark without showing your face yet and go into the kitchen with your empty bowl. While preparing something for Bella to eat, the live viewers go crazy because they heard you and saw a little of what happened.

chickencrisp: *oh hell they are in love*

bananaaaaa:*tha't soundet like a girl!*

Sydney: *was a guuurl*

gotchaALL:*a lady for the queen lol*

btwpotat:*she's a vampire hehehe*

dublin: *where will be the next filmset for season 2?*

"will be in Vancouver" She looks to you and smirks. "they think we are in love or even in a relationship".

"are we?" you simply ask in a bittersweet tone and gives her the bowl full of food.

"Of course not, we're just friends" She looks at the stream again and you sit down next to her, still hooded, but so that you're not in the frame.

it'sSnow: *just friends......well....*

chickencrisp: *friendzoned*

AbbyjustHATESu: *LIAR*

scguuuuurl: *so not friends*

"you guys" she laughs and eats somthing while you just lean against her shoulder, nestle your head against her and your face slightly visible in the camera.

BabySodaaa: *yooo I cAn SeE yOu*

TheLastOfThrusts: *'friends' 'caugh caugh'*

bananaaaaa: *she looks to cute show ur whole faaaace*

Dr.Greys: *vancouver omg that's my hometown. ◇cries in undead◇ *

Phieby: *I wanna meet uuu U___U *

"Most of Seattle is filmed in Vancouver" she continues to eat and you look a little lost at her fork. "what? you want a bit?" Bella holds her fork towards you and you quietly take a bite.

it'sSnow: *aaaaaawwww daaaaads so cuuuuute*

ironman: *I want also something from u Bella*

You look at her while she eats the rest without paying attention to the camera. Bella puts her empty bowl down next to her and looks at you. "What's wrong?"

"you can't even eat properly!" You laugh and playfully try to clean the corner of her mouth.

BabySodaaa: *oh oh ragemode activated*

chickencrisp: *your both so adorable <333*

eyesONme: *oh my god it's happening! EVERYBODY STAY FuCkIn' calm!

Zer00: *go get your queen 'throws a masterball' *

"ok stupid...stop it" Bella laughs , again but this time u had enough of all the playing. You just grab her face rough in your hands and kiss her.

it'sSnow: *OMG WTF*

ZaddyWatchesyou: *CANOOON..... and I'm here for that!*

TheLastOfThrusts: *Holy crap go get the holy water and safe my damned soul*

DaenerysSnOw:*told'cha guys*

Phieby: *changed 'single' mode to 'taken' Lmao xD *

"w..what the" Bella is completely red.

"ah...where just friends" You say as if nothing happen.

"you....I hate you!" her look playfull. "no you don't but you love me!" you say looking in her eyes. "I do...." she whispers completely offendet and suddenly quit the livestream.

"and you? do you love me!?" her look more serious. But before you say somthing you just show it her again, kissing her pretty intens and both of you don't seem to want to end this kiss.

#bella ramsey x y/n #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey x you #bella ramsey x fem!reader #bella ramsey #bella ramsey the last of us #bella ramsey tlou #bella ramsey fanfic #romance fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #the last of us hbo #the last of us

[kaeddehara]

so happy 2 see another bachira simp <3333

i have just a small thought about him possibly having a tongue piercing? we both know how much this boy loves sticking out his tongue😭😭

♱ warnings — nsfw + pussy eating + hair pulling + bachira is +22 + french kisses <333

yes of course!! he’s the absolute sweetest <3

also about him having a tongue piercing oh my god. i honestly think i’d go insane but besides the point. first off, he’d look adorable with it, i feel like piercings always make people look more mature so same applies to bachi <3. kisses with him would be so deep too—he’d make sure to use so much tongue. maybe a little too much but it’s bachi so you can’t help but want more from him <3. he’d let the metal ball rub against your tongue and make you filled with so many new sensations that normal kissing just wouldn’t have.

as for the more naughty topics—the head would go insane to say the absolute least. i already know bachi is a freak in bed it’s so obvious he’s unhinged so that just automatically translates to being him being a freak. ANYWAY. he’s so fucking good at eating pussy i just know. he’s so good at mixing tempos and how to apply pressure onto certain parts of your body. so when you add on his tongue piercing it just turns those feelings up by 10. he’d tease the metal ball around your clit and wouldn’t stop until you absolutely begged him to. even then, you’d have to pull him away from you—not that he wouldn’t love getting his hair pulled but besides the point—and try to shove his face back in. he knows what he’s doing when it’s comes to eating you out and with the piercing, it’s like heaven.

#kaeddehara #bachira smut #bachira my beloved #he’d look so good with a tongue piercing prove me wrong #why is he so pretty god #bllk smut #bllk bachira #blue lock bachira #rumi : reply! 🌀 #rumi : thoughts ! 🌀 #☕️

[justafriendlystranger]

I'm loser baby~ (sweet carnage)

"you're a loser baby~ a loser but just maybe-"

"If we eat shit together things will end up differently,,"

"It's time to lose your self loathing, excuse yourself. Let hope in."

"Baby play your card, be who you are. A "loser" just like me~"

I just watched the new hazbin hotel and I LOVE HUSK AND ANGEL DUST'S DYNAMIC!!! QAQ <,333 Their song really reminds me of one of my favorite ships Meztli x Trickster!! because think about it! imagine the scene going like this:

Trickster is feeling rather down because of who she is, (as I recall, BP said Trickster hates killers right? and she's a killer herself so doesn't that mean she hates herself? idk it's just a theory... A GAME- nah just kidding anyway!! back to the story) and Meztli finding it rather annoying that one of he's favorite people to mess around with is not giving him the reaction he wanted because she's pitying herself, decided to "cheer" her up with this song!

"so things look bad and your back's against the wall.. your whole existence seems so fucking hopeless."

"You're feelin' filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall,, can't face the world sober and dopeless."

"you've lost your way, ya think your life's a wrecked."

and then hit her with the-

"well, let me just say... you're correct."

"wait, what??"

"you're a loser baby, a loser goddamn baby."

"your a fucked up little whiny bitch" he says with a smirk, taunting her.

"Hey!"

"you're a loser just like me." "Thanks.. you idiot."

"you're a screw's loose boozer, An only one-star-reviews-er."

>:0

"you're a power bottom at rock bottom but you got company~"

I know meztli wouldn't say this because he has the absolute most confidence in himself, and saying he's a loser is sooo unlikely but if it cheers up his girly and stop her with this sad and pathetic reason she's in. he'll stoop down to her level so he could mess with her again ;)

plus I think he's going to be the one convincing trickster "hey you're a killer and strong just like me, we can make people grovel at our feet so have the confidence like that too. It's pathetic seeing you like this and I'm not going to fight someone as strong as me but is being an emo."

plus the line in the song:

"there was a time I thought that no one could relate.. to the gruesome ways in which I'm damaged..."

"but lettin' walls down, it can sometimes set you straight~"

"we're all living in the same shit sandwich."

"I tried to kill my friends a couple of times.." trickster said looking disappointed at herself.

"Hahah!" and you think that makes you unique? (literally has done the same thing and even succeeded) get outta here man."

"were both losers baby, we're losers it's ok to be a-"

"messed up psychopathic freak?"

"baby that's fine by me~"

"I'm a loser honey, A schmoozer and a dummy-"

"but at least I know I'm not alone~!"

"you're a loser-"

"just like me."

I think Meztli means 'killer' in the word 'loser' but he knows trickster hates that word so he instead use this =)) plss take a listen to this song and picture them together!!!! QAQ <,3333!! god I'm craving to write/see a story for these two TwT

~~~

Meztli belongs to @aesopsbaby !

and Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato !

#oc #ocs #not my oc!!! #not my ocs!! #scenarios #my wrtitng #writing #ship #meztli #trickster #meztli x trickster #sweet carnage #hazbin hotel #mutuals #for mutuals

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 129. brb x oc

a/n: reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3333

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none. fluff so fluffy it'll rotten you

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Nicole was such a kind and patient little baby, she never makes any fuss when it’s time to get dressed. In fact she just watches, interested, as her parents dress her up. This time it was Beatrice who was doing so since Rooster was busy taking a shower.

She looked adorable with her plaid yellow pants that matched her bow and the white t-shirt with the words ‘Ugh! As if!’ printed on it. Yes it was because Beatrice watched Clueless a few weeks ago and managed to find this adorable outfit and couldn’t help herself.

Plus,Nicole looked adorable.

“There you go, oh my God you look so cute!” Beatrice smiles, clapping her hands as she kneels in front of the bed where her daughter sat patiently, holding onto her monkey and blinking up at her mother, “You look so cute,when you are older I’ll explain this reference…and I’ll also explain the 90’s were weird, very weird.” she shakes her head with a grin, kissing Nicole’s cheek, “Wait until your dad sees you, he’ll freak out.”

“Dada?”

“Yes! Dada!” Beatrice stands up to her feet and taps her knees to get rid of any dust clinging to her dark tights, pulling the black knee length boots a bit so it wouldn’t roll inside when she moved. She carried Nicole to the mirror, her little girl was still confused by reflections and the fact that there are two of the same people within the room, but she is getting better little by little. “Look at us, we are matching!” In a way, her own skirt was brown instead of yellow and her white blouse was a turtle neck one instead of a shirt.

But she looked pretty good.

She turns to the side and runs her hand over her stomach, it’s still pretty much invisible and the skirt’s volume helps in hiding the growing bump from any of her family’s eyes. She turns to the other side, then back, then repeats the pattern enough to make Nicole giggle because the movement was making her sway, “Mama is funny,is she?” Beatrice smiles, kissing Nicole’s head, ‘Sorry,birdie, I’m just checking on your little siblings.”

“Buh buh!” 

“Yeah,I know.Are you excited?”

Nicole babbled something, hugging onto Beatrice’s neck and she assumed that was a positive response. Beatrice sighs, holding Nicole close as she looks at her reflection one last time, staring over her shoulder at the bathroom when she hears the distinct sound of Rooster buckling his pants, “You okay over there?”

“Yep. I’m fine. Are you?”

Was she? “Yeah,I’m fine.”

“Good, gorgeous. We’ll be okay.”

“I know,I’ve been repeating that for…minutes now.”

“Do you want us to wait a bit before going?”

Her heart swelled at his suggestion, her smile widening as she looked down at her phone to check the time, “Not really, we’ll be fashionably late either way. I don’t mind going now,Roos.” and she rocks Nicole in her arms, kissing her little girl’s forehead and adjusting the bow on her hair, “I’ll be okay.”

“I know you will.” she hears him moving around, then the sound of something hitting the sink and his quiet cursing “Fuck, hit my knee, god damn it- I mean that, ow, I mean that you will be okay, we will be okay. Just try to have fun- god damn it that hurt.”

“Are you okay?”

“I think I’m losing my awareness because I just slammed my knee on the sink.”

“Roos.”

“You can kiss it better later,” he chuckles “But I’m fine,I swear.”

Beatrice laughs softly, sitting back down on the bed as she hears the dogs patting inside. Jolene was the first to arrive, tail wagging and pink nose tilted up so Beatrice could pet her head, her pups following behind - Eleanor had no concept of personal space and loved to jump on their bed, just so she could be close to Nicole, while Jack chose to stay under the bed and only keep his snout out from under the covers. And she had to admit that doggy sweaters are the best thing to buy during this time of the year.

Jolene sat in front of Beatrice, placing her huge head on her thigh, nose pointed directly towards her owner’s stomach. Much like Nicole’s, Jolene knew there was something going on in there and Beatrice couldn’t be more thankful to have such loving and protective dogs…well,Eleanor was the most protective of them all, but nevertheless, she felt safe, “Yeah,I know, I have a pair of babies in there.” Jolene presses her nose up to the top of her skirt and huffs, “You’ll take care of them too, won’t you Jojo?” a buff of agreement - and two of almost offense came from the pups- “And you guys too, of course.”

Eleanor barked happily, standing on her legs behind her, right in Nicole’s line of sight. The little baby smiled, reaching a small hand to Eleanor who immediately leaned down to lick her minuscule palm, making the little girl squeak a giggle.

“What’s she laughing at?”

Bea blinked, “Oh,Ellie is licking her hand.” she gently wipes the said hand off any dog saliva by grabbing a wipe from her nightstand, “Just being Ellie,why?”

“I dunno, my daughter laughs and I want to know why. She’s just too cute to pass up.”

“She got that from her dad.” she heard his snort, almost bashful one as he stayed in the bathroom, “You almost done?”

“Almost.” something clattered on the sink and he cursed again “I got the buttery fingers today, holy shit.”

“You’ll survive.”

“Always, gorgeous. Alright,I’m coming out.” Beatrice angled her body so she’d look straight at the bathroom door with Nicole facing the same direction, she whispered excitedly to her daughter that her ‘dada’ was almost there.

And honestly, when he did, he never disappointed.

He always had a great sense of style, although some of his friends would disagree and joke he stayed in the 80’s for a good chunk of his style, but she knew he had more under his sleeve. The amount of shirts that were to expose his chest were endless, but, considering how cold it was outside and they were in December, he chose to keep the striped black and white shirt buttoned up to his chest, only keeping a tiny part of his collar bones visible.

Since he couldn’t feel cold, more like he could but not in California, Rooster’s outfits were always the mid-season dream with the light cotton fabrics and the soft pants that this time were a dark shade of blue. The way those colors complimented his skin and his hair…it was amazing, he was amazing. “Dada!” Beatrice was snapped out of her full on ogling by their daughter, Rooster also stopped fiddling with his watch to smile at Nicole.

“My baby girl!” Beatrice loved how high his deep voice got when talking to Nikki, “Hi! Oh my Gosh, you look so fancy!” He practically skips over, picking Nicole up and holding her so he could take a full look at her outfit, “Like a child of the 90’s, I love it.”

“She even has a jacket.”

“Oh that’s so fucking cute.” he coos, tucking her on his neck and kissing her head. Then his eyes moved to Beatrice and he looked, he looked for a good while, whistling low, “Ooohhh…look at mama.” he whispers to Nicole, who turns her head towards Bea, “Isn’t she the most beautiful woman ever? Isn’t she pretty?”

“Pphuty!”

“Close! I’ll take it.” he smirks at Bea, offering her his hand, “Give me a twirl,gorgeous.” she laughs, letting him spin her in place and once again earning a pleased noise from her husband, “God you have beautiful legs…and thighs and,” he lets go of her hand to cup Nikki’s ears - one ear covered by his palm, the other by his shoulder - “Ass.”

Beatrice laughs even more, her nervousness dissipating, “Really? With everything you say that’s the thing you worry about?”

“I don’t know, it’s easier to say than the usual cursing I do.”

“Mhm.Sure.”

“But you do look beautiful.” he says, leaning down to kiss her scalp, inhaling the lavender in her hair and smiling when she hugged his torso, “Are you okay?” she nods against his chest before looking back up at him, “You sure?’

“I am better, yeah.’ she smiles, “Still nervous, but…you know, not how I was.”

“Good, good, that’s all I worry about.” he murmurs, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, the movement made it easy for him to see the time on his watch, “Wanna go? We’ll be fashionably late as you said we would.”

“Yeah, yeah let’s go.”

Bradley kissed her forehead one last time, then handed Nicole back to her mother as the two walked out of the bedroom - the pilot whistling so the dogs followed, whistling harder when Eleanor remained on the bed and refused to leave, even barking at Rooster…eventually she did leapt off the bed. He follows Beatrice downstairs, grabbing his coat on the way out, “Okay, so, we go there.”

“Yeah,”

He slips his arm inside a sleeve, “We eat.’ she smiles, rolling her eyes, “You said your mom is making chocolate lava cake, for the love of God,Bea. You know I love lava cake.”

“Then it’s good I didn’t tell you she might add some fresh whipped cream,” his pained face, followed by him biting his knuckles made her laugh, “With fresh berries.”

“Jesus Christ, okay, yeah.Eating? A must- oh I need to call Mav.” he taps his sides and his butt until he feels his phone, pulling it out to call his uncle, “He knows the way but I think it’d be better if they came with us.”

“That’s fine.” she says, leaning against the wall as she fixed Nicole’s little Clueless coat around her tiny torso, “Weird that I’m going to spend Christmas with my boss…never thought it’d be something to think about when I started.”

“Crazy,huh?”

“I think our relationship opened some wild doors.” she chuckles, “But I’m not complaining.”

“Me neither.” he whispers, cupping her chin and kissing her lips repeatedly, humming in surprise when he uncle picks up, almost as if he could see what was happening and stepped back, “Mav! Hey! You ready?” a pause, “No, yeah, we were just waiting for you - no you don’t have to bring anything,I told you that…no, no, no Mav is fine. They are cool people, they are a bit crazy,” Beatrice chuckled, “But so are you.”

She could almost hear the indignant ‘hey!’ from the older pilot.

“No, yeah…yeah,I know…okay,so we’ll meet you there? Okay,no, yeah I can do it. Yep,hmhm, okay. Kay….kaaaay oh my God, calm down. Okay…alright, see ya.” he sighs with his brows arched as he ends the call, “They are waiting for us.”

“Was he nervous?”

“A little.” he shrugs, shoving his phone into his pocket and pulling the keys out of the holder, twirling it on his index finger, “But he’ll live, Mav isn’t shy, you know he’s going to survive your family.” he kisses her forehead and then opens the door for her, “Ladies.”

“Why, thank you.”

“Buh buh bah dada!”

Rooster’s eyes crinkled at the corners, he sent a kiss towards Nikki then turned to the dogs, “All of you, come on.” Jolene was the first, with Eleanor bouncing off and Jack hesitantly leave the door, looking over at Rooster with his eyes huge and ears flat on his skull, “You’ll meet your actual grandparents,Jack, go on.” he gently taps the dog’s butt, pushing him a bit forward and then closing the door.

He unlocks the car so Beatrice sets Nicole inside, before she turns to the dogs and they all take place next to the baby. Eleanor and Jolene on each side of her, with Jack at the bottom, partially hidden by the seat - a feat, honestly, with how big he was. She sighed, rubbing her arms before looking at him, “...well!” she slaps her hands on her sides, “I guess we should go.”

“We should.” he smiles, but before she can walk away he wraps his arms around her waist and tugs her closer, pressing their foreheads together, “Gorgeous, we’ll be okay…you hear? We’ll be okay.” he squeezes her each time he speaks the last words, smiling when she giggles at him, draping her own arms around his neck.

“I know…we will it’s just…” she shrugs, “You know how I can be.”

“Absolutely sexy and adorable at the same time?’ she sputters a laugh, “I might’ve heard something about that.”

‘Stop it.”

“No.” he smirks, swallowing her laugh when he kissed her again, “I’m never going to stop being crazy about you,gorgeous.” he breaks the kiss to gently tap her ass, “Now, let’s go. Your mom might drag us both if we take much longer.”

“I hate how right you are.” she smiles, cupping his cheek and then walking around the car. Obviously he followed closely, opening the door for her before she could even blink. “Thank you,Roos.”

“The day I don’t do it it’s the day we are both too old to use a car.” he smirks, “But I will help you on those little bikes old people use.”

“Oh my God.”

“Come on, it’d be fun.” he says as she sits down, “We could race each other.”

Beatrice stares ahead for a second, then looks back at him with a small grin, crossing her arms with a sigh that meant she was genuinely thinking about it, “...we could, maybe if we still lived on this street,” she turns her head towards the still closed garage doors, “It’s flat, only turns down the street…it’s a lot of lane to cover.”

He smirks, kissing her forehead soundly and then closes the door. He was glad she was smiling and joking around and honestly loves how she always jumps in his ideas. But he was genuinely honest with her, he wants to grow old with Beatrice, “We could be the crazy couple down the street.” he says as they get inside, “We can be the old fucks who fight dumb people.”

“Oooohhh, like those creepy men who grab waitresses!”

“Or people that just park in areas that are clearly not for them to use. There’s a sign there for a reason.” he says, the garage door slowly opening so he could reverse it, “Imagine it, we could also be the best party at a party.”

“We’d be amazing at Nicole’s wedding.” she said more to tease him, because his smile disappeared and his eyebrows furrowed, “I’m joking Roos.”

“She’ll take a long time to get married.” he says, he’s not offended or hurt, in fact he’s laughing a bit, “But…yeah,we will. We’d be amazing.”

Beatrice leans back on her seat with a sigh, watching the garage ceiling disappear from her view as they are finally out of the house, her fingers rubbing over her wedding band as she watches the door close and lock, with Rooster dropping the keychain before holding the steering wheel. Beatrice feels…cold in her stomach.

The anxiety was slow but it never left.

She chews the corner of her mouth, the taste of the cherry lip gloss invades her mouth as she does so, looking out the window to watch the many colors blur by as Rooster drives them towards Penny’s house. It surprises her how quickly they got to the place, in fact she blinked up and they were already there, “Wha?”

“You passed out a bit.” he commented, gently rubbing her thigh, “I let you sleep because I know your brain is being a big meanie tonight.”

“Oh…oh thank you Roos.”

“How do you feel?”

“Good…I feel good.” she cracks her neck, groaning, “I should’ve slept in a better position though…I barely noticed I closed my eyes.”

“That’s okay,gorgeous.” he parks the car just in time to see Mav,Penny and Amelia walk out. He waves at the three, so does Beatrice, Nicole laughs happily when she notices it’s her grandparents on the other side.

Rooster signals to Mav so they’d follow the Bronco, his uncle throwing a thumbs up and stepping inside Penny’s car before Bradley started to drive himself. With them following right behind,Beatrice didn’t know if it was her past nap thoughts or just…something random, but she giggled quietly to herself. “What?’ her husband asks, driving towards her parents’ house, “What? What’s so funny?”

“You know, now that Mav is with Penny.” she says, “And he’s your uncle, which makes Penny your aunt and Amelia your cousin…does that mean Shells is your cousin too?” 

“She’s Amelia’s cousin though.”

“But there is some familiarity.” she giggles, “I don’t know, isn’t it cute?”

“No offense but I prefer Amelia over Shells. Amelia didn’t threaten me when I started dating you.” he mumbles, “Or made me suffer for months because all I wanted was your name. Hell, she could’ve just said ‘oh it’s Bea’ and I’d be happy.”

“Aw come on, I like how you came up to me.” she says sweetly, “It still gives me butterflies when I remember it.”

Rooster huffed softly, arching his eyebrows and shaking his head, “Yeah,you aren’t the only one.” he murmured, “Now, let’s get this Christmas party started.”

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[isleofdarkness]

CHAPTER 7 IS DONE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THIS IS SO GREAT!?!?!!!? You've put so much love and effort into this chapter and I admire that so much, your writing it's just amazing <3333

“ He had their same curly hair, cut short by choice and not to make it harder to grab in a fight. ” “ Riah was a child, not a weapon. How relieving that was. ” “ At least there was one of the four Mother Mim hadn't been able to hurt. ” KAJSKAJDKAKKAKSA HIM :((((

Mary :(((

Mara has gone through so much I want to give her the biggest hug and never let go. She had to fight her little sibling's dead body, had to stop sleeping because of the nightmares she had about it, couldn't even get near her little brother, has to live with the constant fear of something horrible happening to the two siblings she has left and just can't get a fucking break. God, I just need her to be happy.

I love them so much it physically pains me. They were never able to meet Riah, their brother, not even glance at him. It was the first time Molly got to see him and it was in a fucking hospital and then these motherfucking stupidass Auradon guards go and point a fucking gun at cos, a child.

That fight scene was great, I love how you incorporate Molly's disability into it. Also, Maverick's fighting style is just terrifying and I'm so here for it.

“ And then, as Isle kids seemed to be good at, that fear turned to anger. And that anger turned into action. ” This line is fucking amazing.

I know I said this before but I will say it again, I absolutely LOVE the way the Exiled Gods look, just amazing character design. “ If Ben had seen her on the opposing side of a battle, he would have turned and run in the other direction and he wasn’t afraid to admit it. ” Exactly.

I absolutely love the way you write Jay, he is so ignored in canon even if he's one of the main four and that bothers me to no end because he's such an interesting character to explore. Your writing makes him so much justice.

“ Even now, knowing she'd been sent to steal his lamp, Jay liked Lydia. The two of them were pretty alike in both personality and what they'd been through. Besides, she'd patched him up often enough for the two of them to feel kind of friendly. ” Oh, I love them. The whole relationship of understanding between Jay, Lydia, Ace and Misha (don't know if I'm missing someone) is so interesting. They've gone through very fucked up similar stuff so they're there for each other even if they're not as familiar or get along that well (at least at first).

AAAAAAAAAAAAA I HATE JAFAR SO MUCH WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM

KAJSKAKSAKDJKAJA Jay and Evie, poor babies :((((

“ Everyone in the room was pretty pointedly focused on Mordred, who was barely awake. They were all taking care not to turn Jay's crisis into a spectacle. ” They're so respectful to him and I love that.

Mal is getting so desperate about Maverick's mysteriousness and the whole Endless thing, glad to know we're not alone in this and she's gonna have to figure it all out like we did (/lh, figuring it out is so much fun)

I love the Hearts siblings so much, you write them so well and way better than canon could ever do (I'm sorry but I'm hating everything Descendants is doing with Wonderland. Someone please go and take permanent custody of them.)

Is Jay and Ace's relationship a queerplatonic one? If so I love you so much for that, we need more queerplatonic representation.

DUDE, that was so fucking amazing. You're so great. I fear the day I run out of words to tell you how incredible your whole AU is.

I'm so glad this is finally done! Now I can work on part 2, then chapter eight! Mate, it gets so much worse-

Why am I saying that last sentence like it's a good thing?

Riah's great relationship with Hades is actually why Mara didn't freak out at the idea of having an "actual adult" (adult over thirty) in their lives. She doesn't trust him- she doesn't trust anyone- but she's willing to be in his general vicinity. She knows that he probably won't try to hurt Molly, especially with his wife and twelve-year-old child in the house.

And she accidentally called him "dad" the other day, but she refuses to acknowledge that. Yes, Hades was so happy he later spent an entire hour talking to Persephone about it.

Mara can barely even say Mary's name, can't even hear it in reference to blood without going into a panic attack. She's survived the past fifteen years by refusing to even think about Riah. At this point, Molly is the only sibling Mara can safely have. There a reason she and Molly live in the Wilds, because even Mim stays out of the Wilds but there's also nothing there that will hurt Molly as long as Mara's alive. She doesn't even have to be on the island, her being alive in general is enough to protect Molly from the Wilds. She's really just survived these part years just pretending she only has one sibling, the one sibling she's allowed to have. And then someone pointed a gun at Molly's fucking head (Molly is immortal but STILL)

Facilier is trying to get her to do therapy but he's an adult so she refuses to be alone in a room with him. But gods, she needs therapy.

Molly; I'm seven and this is ridiculous

On the Isle, you work with what you have. Molly has an advantage in that co's tiny and blind, so people underestimate cos and, because Blind people tend to not attack people with their canes due to needing those, no one assumes that co's going to attack anyone with cos cane, let alone that said cane is actually made to be used in a fight because Mara takes no chances. Maverick's fighting style is unique in that she can move like Regan MacNeil and no one expects her to be able to move like that, so she leans into that element of surprise and the fact that no one is trained to fight someone who can do that. (And Justice's fighting style is unique because she had 1500 pounds to put behind an attack and absolutely no one is ready to fight someone who not only has superstrength but who puts a weight like that behind every attack. She's the one person who can effectively do that because throwing herself off-balance actually gives her a massive advantage.) You have no idea how long I've been waiting to say this.

Thank you.

The Exiled Gods are so fun because they know what their advantages are and they play to those. Justice, 7'6 and built like Stoik the Vast, made her armour as terrifying as physically possible by adding spikes and that skull plate and that stuff. Seeing a regular opponent wearing a skull faceplate is already intimidating, but seeing Justice Olympian wearing a skull faceplate? She's had enemies see her and literally turn around and run away after seeing her in battle. Dawn, so dark she melts into the shadows, sticks to the darkness. Not only does it make her harder to see in a fight, but it's also extremely intimidating. She steps out of the shadows and it looks like the shadows created her. Hati is small but extremely fast, very agile, and hard to get a hold on. When someone on the Isle has little or no armour, that sends a message to enemies that they're like Hati is- fast, agile, the kind of fighter where armour would just weigh them down and get in the way. Few people are like that so few people are trained to fight someone like that, making these people a wildcard in battle. Someone like Hati, who wears absolutely zero armour other than her silk clothes? That's terrifying. And then these are the Exiled Gods, they only come here once every two years and most people have never actually seen them before. Fewer have seen them fight. On an island where everyone knows everyone, unknowns like the Exiled Gods are frightening in general. And in battle? Oh boy. Oh boy.

I really hate how Descendants was written because the writers don't know how to write. The point of the cast is to bring in characters who all have something unique to contribute- when you have a large cast, like me and Descendants, you have to get creative because every single main or supporting character needs to bring something unique, otherwise there's no point in including the character. Jay has things he can, in theory, bring to the table- he's a prodigy thief, he's extremely fast and acrobatic, he can do parkour (believe me, parkour is an extremely useful skill in a fight,) his father is a con man and he clearly taught Jay some tricks with how Jay uses his charm, he's extremely attractive and very charismatic, his father is an ACTUAL DJINN- there's so much Jay can bring to the table. But did he ever really have any plot relevance? The tourney thing could be scrapped because is contributed basically nothing to the plot (which is poor writing but we won't get into that,) Jay himself really doesn't contribute to the plot in a unique way (literally any of them could make an impulsive choice, the ROAR thing isn't extremely important because Lonnie was already a character, etc.) The only thing he really contributed that I would struggle to give to another character is his motivational speeches, but, rather than expand on that as making Jay kind of the rock of the group, the one who reminds them that they've got this if they just stick together, who helps them when they feel hopeless, that never really matters again until the second movie, and then it never matters again after that. Jay isn't just a well of missed opportunities, he's a whole water table of missed opportunities. Look at how they wasted my boy

There's also Rose and Diego, but they're more on the sidelines, Rose being a package deal with Ace and Diego usually being busy managing the second largest territory on the Isle. Plus Evie, but she's newer and she's only joined the group because her "husband" is there. They never even really verbally agreed to the dynamic, it just kind of happened. They all protect each other because they've all got some serious weight behind their names (Lydia, the ruthless murderer who's saved thousands of lives. Jay, the prodigy thief with a heart of gold, second to Mal fucking Briar, helping her run one of the most notorious gangs on the Isle. Evie, to whom Maverick Fucking Mim owes a favour, Jay's second if something were to happen to Mal, absolutely lethal in a fight, married to Ace of Hearts. Diego, ruler of the second largest territory on the Isle, lover of Harriet Hook, who owns the largest territory, Ginny Gothel, who created and who runs the Silver Cross, and Anthony Tremaine, who has connections to Maverick Mim herself. Ace and Rose, the terror twins who kill and maim without mercy, former members of the Underlands gang, the Red King and the High Princess of Hearts, one of whom controls your actual blood and one of whom no one knows what she can do, but if she's even half as lethal as her sibling then it's time to panic. Mischa Rasputin, immortal, one of the oldest children of the Isle with a healing ability, who kept three sisters alive with their father trying to murder them constantly, with connections to everyone who's anyone because the oldest children of the Isle stick together.) Just... don't mess with any of them. It'll be bad.

Jafar is really just the worst.

Jay and Evie are so sweet.

Seriously. Maverick was ready to need to "influence" people to mind their own business but she didn't need to, everyone just did that on their own.

Mal is this close to murdering Maverick and the only thing that's stopping her is that she's fairly sure Maverick is actually In Charge on the Isle because she's seen Maverick "give orders" to Harriet (they were Harriet's orders, Maverick just said them.) The only reason Maverick hasn't done anything about that is because she's over twenty so, if she dies, she can just go and be Destiny and the natural order will be mostly unscathed. She doesn't want to, but at least reality wouldn't collapse in on itself.

I love the whole Underland idea and I think Disney should've done that. Underland goes so much better with the Isle than Wonderland. If they wanted Red to be some Big Bad, she really should've been from Underland. Because any Isle kid from Underland would be a massive threat, it's in their genetic memory. Their ancestors survived Bandersnatchers (which sounds like a term... well, probably shouldn't say that) and the Jabberwocky. Underland people are terrifying. If Red is going to be an actual Villain, it would take far less work if she was from Underland, not Wonderland. Because Underland is terrifying. (Also, the name Red? From a queen? No, that's a nickname. Just like Rose and Ace are short for Rosabella and Aleksandr, I think Red is just a nickname due to her red hair. Give her a good, regal name, Disney. I'll even give you one- it's tacky, but it makes more sense than just Red- try Royal. Ruby. Rosalie. Rosalind. Ramona. Rosemary. Rebecca. These are just off the top of my head. Also, wouldn't it make sense for the Queen to name her daughter something similar to Rose with how much she loves roses? Also-)

That's the word! The term queerplatonic doesn't really exist on the Isle, but it's the only one that fits in certain situations like Jay and Ace's relationship. Evie and Ace are also in a QPR, they're basically only married for tax benefits (and keeping the Evil Queen off Evie's back benefits.) And you're right, QPRs need more represntation.

I hope that never happens because I absolutely love getting your reviews! You're excellent. Really, this made my day. Thank you so much!

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top 5 characters of all time

okay so the way my brain works is that i completely forget any and all characters other than the Current Blorbos so i will categorize this into "my favorite blorbos from current and previous hyperfixations that i remember right now" i am challenging myself with different media

YUMA KOKOHEAD <3333 smallest teeniest tiniest soppingly wettest princess puppydog squeakening mousey crybaby bitchboy of all time. i could say more but i am too busy chewing on him and rotating him in my head at mach speed

Ryunosuke Naruhodo <3333 i love this guy. yeah lemmie just cram myself in a suitcase bc my buddy told me and learn lawyering in 40 days on a boat and move in with legally distinct Sherlock Holmes and be the most grounded character in the cast but still a freak who gets weirder the more you learn about me. also i do a slutty little walk

Shun Kaidou <333 SAKI K JUMPSCARE!!! another pathetic sopping wet bitchboy i think he was my gateway drug to this type of character because i know i did not like these guys before him

Akane Kurashiki <333333 JUNEBUG BELOVED <333 i may not talk much about zero escape but god i love it. and i especially love akane. love me a morally dubious girl who infodumps about niche topics and fucks around with reality itself to achieve her goals!!! genuinely amazing character

Hajime Hinata <333 i may have a very tumultuous relationship with danganronpa but that doesnt change the fact that i am a sucker for characters who massively struggle with feeling inadequate and reshaping themselves because of it. then facing the Consequences. i havent watched DR3 dont tell me what happens to him there

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HELLO GORGEOUS KENDY!!!! here are my thoughts on you and The Boys <3333

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ satoru’s existence is so hardly of this world, but you make him feel a little bit more like he belongs on planet earth. he sees flowers and he thinks of you. he hears somebody laugh and he thinks about how much he wishes it was your laughter ringing in his ears, but there’s something inside of him that also feels pleased with seeing someone else be happy, even if it’s a stranger. maybe it’s your love and kindness that’s seeped into his heart and made him a smidge more human than before, or maybe you’ve just brought out the part of him that was always human, that was just another child in the world who also had the misfortune of being born a god.

he likes the springtime more because you do. he thinks the buds on the trees are beautiful just like you. he finds more value in the effort put into a home cooked meal. even though he might be prone to teasing you about how you appreciate some of the more simple, mundane things in life, he’s actually following right in your footsteps.

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ god i feel like i could be SO wrong about this and i’ll throw up if i am, but i’m gonna just go with what my gut is saying rn #yolo. even though suguru likes keeping you under his thumb just like everyone else, he also admires your competency as a person. in fact, i feel as though it might scare him a bit at times, because how can he be the leader, the controller when someone as smart as you has so much potential? it’s a complicated sentiment, likely having him battling remnants of his old self. you’re kind, capable, and beautiful, and there’s a part of him that sincerely loves that, but he finds it challenging as well. i mean he has his ego; he knows he’s strong, intelligent, etc., but you also have those qualities, even if exhibited differently than his.

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ okay circling back to satoru because i just had a random silly thought: he would practically fucking moan if you were to put your chewed gum or a piece of candy in his mouth (there’s a high chance that he stole it or begged for it actually). he’s such a little freak and would say something weird and embarrassing like “this was just inside of you. i’m jealous.” askjdfhkjfh he’s the worst istg. but he also thinks it “tastes sweeter because it was in your mouth.” 🙄

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CHAPTER 1| *JUST A GIRL IN A BAR*

A/N: Welp here we go. my first ever written Fanfic.

I hope my english is ok. Criticism is welcome :) (Im human so...)

there´s just a slice of fluff and there will be more chapters. I promise next one is full of lovydovy fluffedyfluff (what the...) Proofread?...ugh Yes and no. like I said is something wrong just tell me ;P I used HE/HIM cause in germany I dont even know if we have other pronounces for genderfluid people.

HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT <3333 have fun

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x FemReader

wordcount: 1,4k!

Just a girl in a bar

Sitting at the bartable, drinking one drink after another wasnt a good idea. Thats what I thought.

But it turns out it was the best thing that could ever happen to me. I dont really drink alcohol, honestly I never had but after losing my job in germany I would like try a new start here in England. Nottingham England and its freakn` raining the whole time. Matches with my mood I thought.

Today was my first day at work and hell it was rough. The reason Im sitting here with the Gin in my hand, at least we fit together. "one Gin please", a sweet and innocent voice suddenly filled the room. I look to my left when I just take a sip and almost spit it on HIM realizing WHO is sitting next to me. Bella doesnt even realize my behavior thank god and I try to stay as cool as I could cause right?…its just Bella...Bella freaking Ramsey!

I have to admit he looks quite frustrated when he downs his drink. Voices in the backround starting getting louder which gets more and more annoying. "Ramsey! BELLA RAMSEY! your the one in Game of Thrones!? and in the last of us!" High voices almost screamed at Bella. "yes thats me", obviously not in the mood he looks at the girlygroup right behind him.

Each of the 4 women starts to talk at once and forget about Bella, who doesn`t seem to want to talk to such annoying people.

It starts to pissing me of only because clearly they have no manners when it comes to a single humanbeing.

"OK ENOUGH you disturbing chicks now take a leave!", I stand up and move to them. They all look upset but just leaving the bar.

"another gin for the person to my left", I wink to the barkeeper and he gives him another shot. "you alright bella?",

I ask not knowing if he is ok calling him by his firstname. "yeah I think so", are the only words.

"I guess you have to endure often with people like that?" I ask and empty my gin showing the keeper that he should fill up again.

"somtimes, not that often", he smiles at me looking thankful.

I talked a lot more with Bella and it`s weird that it seems like we are just frinds. Shows that even people that are known in public just normal humanbeing.

He stands up and smiles at me. "Y/N it was a pleasure to drink with you". i smile back "me too Bella" He leaves the bar and so do I a little later.

Next day and Im sitting here again. Same spot, same chair and no...a coke in my hand sipping regretful on it. "I will never ever drink alcohol again!" my head seems to explode even after only 2 shots of gin. Im not made to drink that Devils juice.

"one coke please", again that beautiful voice of him. "so today Im not the only one that regrets yesterdays evening" I smile at Bella. YES its Bella again and I cant believe I almost laught about the fact he also just drinks a coke. "dont blame me Im not used to drink alcohol", he looks a bit pale but seems happier than yesterday. "same for me", I say and we drink together from our glasses full coke.

"hows your day today and also I cant remember your name", he looks a little embarrassed. "never mind, Y/N. Except for a hangover I feel pretty good. its so nice to meet you again here" I smile maybe a bit to bright.

"yeah me too", he drinks and we talk about my past, how I lost my job in Germany and moved to England.

I dont know but when I look at him theres this weird feeling in my stomac. It makes me a little nervous especially when I look at Bella.

Time passes to fast and I really dont want him to leave but he takes his jacket and smiles at me. "your often here from now on?" a simple question I have to ask. "well maybe but I have to leave England in 2 weeks cause of the new season of the last of us show" he looks wistful. "oh....ok....wow season two. sounds pretty awesome. I didnt tell you I really love the show", I empty my coke.

"thank you", he blushes a little. damn there it is…the same feeling like befor. oh oh….please dont tell me that I have a crush on that REALLY REALLY untouchable person in front of me. I have to do something! "so.....", I start befor he goes. "do you want to show me your hometown next days? if you still have some time? I think you know best how to go" There was a hesitation but not in a bad way I think. " yeah...why not", a sweet smile, so sweet I could melt, was on his face. "you wanna exchange numbers with me?" I grab my mobile. "sure", he tells me the number and our paths seperate for now. Is this real? Am I not dreaming? Are we talking about that THE Bella Ramsey exchanged numbers with me? like we are close frinds? I cant wait to text her when we will meet for the city stroll trough Nottingham.

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Y/N: 9:22am

Hey Bella :)

you wanna meet up with me in city? maybe at 2pm?

Bells: 9:28am

hey yeah that`s fine for me. We can meet at Old Market Square

Y/N: 9:30am

ok sounds good. cu

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at Old Market Square

"BOOOH" I stealth from behind and got almost punched in my face while Bella squeaks loudly.

"wooow what in the holy world are you doing!? I was about beating your ass up" he looks angry but soon it turns into a smile.

"sorry" give him a cute look, him blushing and turn arround. "ok so…..that`s your hometown? Can I admit that it looks so incredible historic?"

He smiles and we walk trough different places in the city talking about Bellas past. I was truely flastert by his voice that sounds so sinnful and like heaven at the same time.

I don't think Bella knows how I feel even I don't know what's going on inside of me. The only thing I know is that I want to be closer to him…

maybe too close. So close that it could might ruin our relationship we build in that short time.

"less than 2 weeks until you have to fly to America. are you excited already? It's going to be a lot of work, I'm sure you can do it. And then I want to watch the whole second season".

I just try to encourage him but it seems that he is sad about every word I say.

"yeah…I'll be gone a hell of a long time. I don't even know if I'll be able to fly home for Christmas. the second season is a much bigger project".

He looks up to the sky while we are walking through the Aboretum. Just looking at him makes me sad and I regret bringin up the subject.

"hey you want Icecream?" I ask out of the blue.

"yeah why not" Bella smiles but looks uncertain. The rest of the day was rather quiet with an underlying sad mood. Like if she doesn't want to leave England or is there another reason? I would so like to know what she thinks. should I ask? no, not that the mood suffers even more.

"you want to go on a walk with skipper and me tomorrow?" he looks at me as if nothing happened befor.

"uh…your adopted dog? yeah of course I would", I take a deep breath. "fine than see you tomorrow morning at 6:30am? when the sun rises?", he ask.

"sounds great" I said, hesitating for a moment but finally just hugging Bella. A thousand butterflies flying through my stomach. As if every single one gives me an electric shock. I smiled at him as I broke the hug and wished I could hug him a little longer.

I can`t breath u guys....waaaaay too excited right now *hides from the stones that are thrown*

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4 times you ruined his plans and 1 time he ruined yours - c.makar

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Small note: reader insert is female! 

Very big note: this fic contains mentions of pregnancy and surgery and motherhood

1. 

Calgary International. Not exactly how you planned to spend your Saturday, but you wanted to be back in Seattle to rest up before you started your job again. You were on your way back from the short 4-day holiday you managed to snag after Christmas and Boxing Day. You stayed with your brother, Michael, and his family of 7. It was nice, but 5 kids are so many kids.

You had gotten anxious about missing the flight, so you arrived at the airport 4 hours early and, fortunately, breezed through security. All that remained was waiting the 3 hours and 52 minutes until your flight officially left the gate. Well, at least you had a book and headphones. 

You sat near your gate, still nervous that you might lose track of time and miss the calling of your flight. But you set an alarm for 60 minutes before the flight would leave so that you would have plenty of time to await the calling of flight AIRCAN1442. So, for now, you set your phone aside and pull out your iPod Nano and headphones. Call it old-school, but that thing worked as well as the day you got it. Your current read is a book called It All Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover. You loved it so much, that it was actually a re-read. And apparently, the guy who sat across from you did, too. You noticed him staring, and at first, you thought it was at your book, but the more you thought about it, maybe he was looking at you.

He was cute in a boyish way. Solidly built, but you could tell a lot of it was muscle. He wasn’t dressed like a snobby businessman, but rather a guy who wanted to be comfy on his flight to wherever he was headed, like you.

In a moment of boldness, you closed your book and said, “Where are you off to?” It was small talk, but hey, you still had 3 hours to kill. 

“Oh. Me?” He looked stunned that you even looked his way. “I’m headed back to work in Denver, Colorado.”

“Oh, that’s awesome! I work in the states, too. Seattle, Washington.”

“What do you do?” And for once, he seemed genuinely interested, unlike the men you had met at bars. 

“I’m a surgical OBGYN.” Now, that might have freaked him out a little. 

“Oh wow. Sorry, I’m a little squeamish about blood. But wow. I can’t even imagine. That must be exciting. I hardly remember when my mom was pregnant with my brother, but I just remember my dad said there was a lot of screaming. Do you get screamers all the time?” 

Ok. He was absolutely adorable. His cheeks were getting bright red as he asked, aside from the redness you already noticed. Doctor thing. 

“I don’t generally do normal births. More like C-sections and stuff. But, yea, there’s always screaming. Occupational hazard, I guess. I’m Y/N.” You reached your hand out. 

“Oh, shoot. I didn’t even ask your name. I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m Cale, like the vegetable, but with a C.” He shook your hand a little longer than most handshakes last. He was still smiling, though. 

You giggled a little. He probably got that all the time and had become accustomed to introducing himself that way. Further increasing his adorableness. 

You guys talked for about 2 hours until Cale checked his watch. “Shit! I missed my flight! Oh my god.”

“Oh my god! I am so sorry! I-“

“Nah,” he interrupted. “You know what. I think everything happens for a reason. I’m glad I met you. I would miss my flight all day to keep talking to you.” He was so sweet. “But I do need to rebook my flight,” he laughed. 

“And I do need one more thing.” You looked at him and nodded, silently asking him what that could be. “Your number?”

2. 

You had talked to Cale almost every day since you met him. It seemed the two of you would never get the chance to meet up in person. Until Cale texted you on Tuesday.

From: Cale like the vegetable but with a C

“Y/N! I have a game Thursday night in Seattle! There’s a morning skate, but my afternoon would be free. Wanna grab coffee somewhere? You know Seattle better than me :)”

The butterflies in your stomach were uncontainable at this point. You knew you liked him, but you just now realized how big of a crush you had on him. 

Frank, the best birthing coach on the floor, popped up in front of you with a smirk on his face. 

“Heyyyyy, Y/N.” Ok. He was up to something. 

 You put your phone down and took the bait. “What’s up, Frank?” 

“Who has you smiling at your phone? You haven’t smiled at your phone since Paul from oncology asked you out on a date. That was three years ago, honey. You, you are not subtle.” Caught red-handed. The worst part was that he was right. Super right. You haven’t been on a date for almost three years. You were a devoted doctor, always on-call. Sometimes it ruined your nights out with your coworkers, but half the time, they ended up running to the hospital with you. 

“Frank. I- No. It’s nothing.” 

Frank smirked before he grabbed your phone and started texting faster than any average human should be able to. It was no use trying to grab it back because Frank was the sneakiest and most agile person you’d ever seen. Frank could probably do more intense gymnastics than Simone Biles if it meant he would keep your phone. 

He comes back with your phone and a smirk on his face.

“First date secured, bitch.” And the smirk grows to a smile. “Thursday at 2 at Pike Place.” 

You groaned. “Frank! I’m on-call Thursday afternoon!”  

“Y/N, chill. Literally, nothing is going to happen. And if it does, I’ll hold them off. It’s just pregnant ladies.” He laughed it off as if giving birth was something you could just hold like your bladder. 

You glared at him but were secretly happy he took the initiative instead of you. You would have typed and deleted and re-typed for an hour before answering. 

Thursday morning came, and you woke up giddy. You Facetimed Frank to get his opinion on an outfit. He picked the grey sweater dress with a red flannel tied around the waist, calling it “the perfect winter outfit!” Wallet? Check. Keys? Check. Spare scrubs in case you are called in? Unfortunately, check. 

Meanwhile, the boys were giving Cale a hard time in the hotel. He was dressed in his suit because after your date, he had to head straight back to the arena for the game. Nate was messing his hair up. JT hid one of his dress shoes. By the time he got out the door, he was more nervous than ever. He wanted to ask you to be his girlfriend. The boys teased him for his crush, but he knew how he felt. You were his dream girl. 

You decided to meet at Starbucks. Seattle, after all, was the home of the original Starbucks. When you got there, you found Cale sitting in a booth, looking incredibly good in his suit. You started to doubt your choice in outfit, but it was too late. He saw you. You straightened your dress out and walked over. He stood up, giving you a hug and handed you a latte. 

“Cale, you didn’t have to.”

“I know, but I wanted to. I guessed on the latte. I can get you another if you don’t like it.”

“No, it’s actually perfect.” So now the perfect guy already got your coffee order right. It was too good to be true, right?

Things were going so well. The conversation felt so natural, like you were already dating. You found out he was continuing some online classes while playing hockey, he was a type-a neat freak, and he called his mom at least once a week because he loved her. Each thing you learned about him made your crush on him grow.

About an hour and a half into the best first date of your life, your phone buzzed. Inwardly, you prayed that it was just Frank texting you about a funny hospital story. Unfortunately, it was a page. A mom with twins went into labor 6 weeks earlier than her due date. You groaned out loud. 

“I have to go. I’m so sorry. Oh, I knew this was going to happen. I’ve been paged to the hospital. A mom needs an emergency c-section. Cale, I’m so sorry.” 

“What? Y/N, go! Don’t apologize. I know your career can be a bit unpredictable. It’s no big deal. Go, save the day!” God, he was perfect. You thanked him profusely before rushing out. 

An hour later, you were stripping your gown and gloves. You scrubbed and changed before leaving the hospital. The paperwork could wait. You wanted to call Cale before his game to wish him good luck. You truly felt horrible. 

Instead, you found a text from Cale.

From: Cale like the vegetable but with a C

Hey, could I have your address? I don’t know how long surgery takes, but it’s probably tiring, and I don’t want you to forget to eat. Dinner’s on me, just need the address for UberEats.

The shock on your face was probably laughable. 

From: Y/N Y/L/N

How about I make you dinner? You can come over after your game and I can make up for running out on you? I promise I’m not tired.

From: Cale like the vegetable but with a C

Absolutely! What did you have in mind?

From: Y/N Y/L/N

Pancakes? Feeling some breakfast for dinner.

From: Cale like the vegetable but with a C

Perfect. I’ll see you around 10 :)

You texted him your address and you wished him good luck in his game. Then, you panic cleaned your apartment. It wasn’t extremely messy, but you were a little sloppy this morning when you were getting ready. 

At 10:15, you buzzed Cale in. The two of you shared blueberry pancakes and finished your date. 

“I’m sorry, again, for running out on our date. Totally bad first date.” 

He smiled and grabbed your hand. “Hey, I’m not mad. I swear. I think your job is so cool, and pregnant people going into labor is like the most unpredictable thing I can think of. Besides, I don’t think this date turned out so bad.” His stomach did a cartwheel when you squeezed his hand back. 

You smiled back, loving the way he was rubbing your palm. It gave you butterflies. 

“Hey, can I ask you something? I was going to ask you at Starbucks, but I think now is better.” Cale asked. You nodded. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

3. 

Cale was the most incredible guy on Earth. You had been dating for one year and a month when he finally asked if you would consider moving in with him. His cheeks turned red when he asked you. He said, “I know you love your job, and I would never ask you to quit it. More like a transfer?” about 5 times. He even told you he asked Nate’s girlfriend, Alyssa, about openings at the hospital. For you, the choice was obvious. You had been thinking about making the transfer when you hit your first anniversary. But watching him sweat because he didn’t want you to feel that he thought you should give up your amazing career was probably one of the sweetest things you had ever witnessed him do.  

Your transition from Seattle to Denver was smooth as silk. Maybe because Cale organized the whole thing. He was there to help you pack, and he was there to greet the moving trucks when they arrived in Denver. Slowly but surely, your belongings began to infiltrate his house. The spare bedroom became your storage until the two of you sat down to figure out all the things you could give away. Your seasonal throw pillows decorated his couch, and the smell of your perfume lingered on Cale’s bedsheets. 

Cale played the best he ever had the day you finally came to see a home game in person. And it didn’t go unnoticed. The girls you sat with giggled all 4 times Cale assisted a goal and skated over to your section with a toothy grin and a point into the crowd. You assumed the boys were chirping him, too. And when he was named “first star,” he could hear your cheers from the other side of the arena. 

One night, you found yourself at a Denver Nuggets game with Cale. He invited you after JT bailed on him. At first, you were hesitant because he told you he got good seats. The word “good” seats usually imply expensive seats, and you weren’t used to people spending that type of money on you. You offered to pay him back for your ticket, which he refused. See, Cale was raised right. His mom taught him that he should always pay for his date, no matter how big or small that date should be.

Cale did invite JT first, but he was relieved when JT said no. He had been feeling like this for a while but wasn’t sure if the time was right. Cale was ready to tell you he was in love with you. He knew how big the words were. And yes, maybe it was a little soon, but they say when you know, you know. 

You started walking towards the “General Admissions” entrance, when Cale grabbed your arm and pulled you towards the “LEXUS CLUB” entrance. The two of you walked down one of the many staircases of Ball Arena, Cale making small talk. Then, you noticed just how many stairs down you were walking. When you finally got to the bottom of the stairs and through the door, you realized just how good the good tickets were. They were courtside seats. 

“Relax, Y/N.” Cale grabbed your waist, leading you to your seats. They were in the middle of Ball Arena. You stared at Cale in amazement. How could someone so be so amazing? 

The game was exciting. You and Cale each got food and some beer. Despite not knowing much about basketball or its players, you were having a good time, until the free throw competition. During a commercial break, people were coming down the stands for the free throw competition. The people were doing pretty good, until a basketball bounced off the rim. You saw the basketball coming towards you at a very fast speed. You completely acknowledged that. Did you move out of the way? Did you use your hand to block your face? Absolutely not.

The ball hit you square on the head. In an instant, Cale was on the floor with you. When did you get on the floor? He was saying your name, but it sounded muted almost. The jumbotron camera man was on your right, pointing his camera at you and Cale. Your vision was a little blurry, but you focused hard enough to see yourself on the jumbotron. It was a sight to see. 

Cale was tugging on your arm to help you up. Your balance was definitely off. You must have said that out loud, because Cale said, “Alright. Let’s get you to the hospital. I think you might have a concussion. It’ll be okay, baby. I’m right here.” 

You didn’t know it, but Cale was a little disappointed that the night hadn’t gone how he’d planned. He wanted you to enjoy the game, and then he wanted to tell you he loved you. This was not in the plans. 

He turned down the lights so you wouldn’t get a headache. You wanted nothing more to sleep on the way to the emergency room, but Cale wouldn’t let you. What if the ball had hit something that made your brain bleed? No, Cale couldn’t take the risk. He turned on soft music in the car to keep you awake and kept talking about anything he could think of to keep you awake. 

He pulled up to the valet, despite your insistence that you could be alone for a few minutes while he found a parking spot, but he was stubborn. “I am not leaving you, Y/N. I don’t want you to fall over or something.” If you weren’t so dizzy, you would have found it sweet. 

As embarrassing as it was, having your accident go viral on Twitter helped you in the emergency room.

“Hey! It’s Y/N from OB! She just got hit in the head! Let’s get her in!” you heard an intern shout. 

You were seen fairly quickly and diagnosed with a mild concussion. No work for a week, stay off screens as much as possible, and definitely no more courtside Nuggets games. 

Cale stayed by your side the whole time. He was dozing off holding your hand waiting for the discharge papers. He was doing that thing where he rubs the palm of your hand with his thumb that gave you butterflies. You leaned down to kiss his forehead to thank him for staying with you.

“Love you, babe,” he whispered. You did a double-take. His adorable cheeks flared red. “I- uh- well. Yeah, I love you, Y/N. I was meaning to tell you after the game. I wanted it to be special. I’m sorry it wasn’t more romantic. I wanted there to be roses and champagne.” 

“Cale. I love you, too. This is perfect. I’m sorry for ruining your plans.” You giggled. “We can have a re-do sometime. Just not courtside.” You kissed his forehead and then his lips. You really loved this boy. 

4. 

Generally, you would consider yourself pretty fearless. You worked in surgery with screaming parents for God’s sake. You loved going on adventures, especially hiking through Colorado. But, this test on the counter was scaring the shit out of you.

You didn’t tell Cale. You didn’t want to freak him out in case you were overreacting. You and Cale were certainly not trying, but you had to admit, you would be a little sad if the test came out negative. Already spiraling before you knew the results, you began to think about Cale as the father to your child. You thought he would make the most amazing girl dad. But on the other hand, Cale teaching his little baby boy how to hold a hockey stick would be so sweet.  

The timer on your phone went off. This was the moment of truth. 

It’s positive. Now would probably be the time to tell Cale. With shaking hands, you texted Cale, asking when he’d be home from practice. 

From: Cale <3

Actually, you got me at the perfect time. Practice just ended and no film. Great day! How do you feel about Indian food? 

The thought of Indian food made your stomach grumble. In your haste to take the pregnancy test, you forgot to eat lunch. You requested butter chicken and garlic naan.

Cale came back to your shared home with your order and an extra mango lassi. He didn’t even know you were pregnant yet, but he was already doing the most.

“Cale, I wanted to ask you something.” You were so nervous.

“What’s up?”  

“I’ve just been thinking about it recently. How do you… how do you feel about kids?” You weren’t ready to ask him about the kid growing in your uterus. You decided to start off your questions in general statements.

“Oh, I love kids. Why do you ask?”

“Well, Cale, I mean, like, your own kids. How do you feel about having your own kids?”  

“Kids someday would be nice.” He smiled. He began thinking about his own little boy. Your stomach dropped. He said “someday.” And no, he didn’t know that his kid was sitting in your uterus. How could he have? But his reaction just made you nervous. “Why do you ask, Y/N?” 

“Just thinking about it. I work with babies all day, you know?” You felt a bit bad about lying to him, but it wasn’t really a lie, right? You were thinking about it recently, and you did work with babies all day. 

Cale knew after that response that something was wrong, but he didn’t know what. He thought he did well with the Indian food, but he knew you well enough that you would have told him upfront if you didn’t want the Indian food. The problem was something deeper than Indian food.

You helped him clean up the food and told him you were going to take a nap and asked if he wanted to come with. Cale happily accepted.  You climbed on top of the bed instead of snuggling under your mountain of blankets, and he knew something was really wrong. You loved your blankets. Even in the summer, you turned the AC down so you could still use your mountain of blankets. 

“Y/N, please. What’s wrong? You’re making me worried.” He climbed on the bed with you, and tucked you in a blanket, hoping it would give you the comfort he couldn’t.

“I don’t know how to say it, Cale. I don’t want you to be upset.” He was holding both your hands, fighting a few tears. He thought this was the “breakup talk.” He didn’t want to cry, but he could hardly imagine himself not being with you. He wanted to fight for you with everything he had.

“Cale, honey, why are you crying? I haven’t even told you yet.” He looked at you in shock. This wasn’t the breakup talk? What else could it be? “Cale. I’m pregnant. I took a test. It’s in the bathroom. I didn’t know how you would react. I’m so sorry.” All the words fell out of your mouth before you could stop yourself. 

Cale felt his entire world freeze. Almost instantly, he pictured the little boy from earlier in the afternoon. He pictured teaching him hockey and how to be a gentleman. Dressing him up with little bowties. Giving him a mohawk when his hair is wet. And above all else, he pictured doing all those things with you. 

“Oh, Y/N! This is fantastic news! What do you mean you didn’t know how I would react. Oh God, I am … I don’t even know the words. But, no, I would never be mad. Oh!” He bent down so his face was in front of your stomach. He put his hand on your stomach, and he swore he fell more in love than he even knew was possible.  

“Do you know the gender?” His eyes were so hopeful. He wanted a boy so badly.

“No, I just found out. We’ll know around the fourth month.” 

He paused for a moment. “Can I tell the boys?” 

“Yes.” You rolled your eyes, playfully. He eagerly whipped out his phone, typing fast. You knew the boys wouldn’t be able to hide it from their girlfriends/wives, so you grabbed your phone waiting for the avalanche of texts you would receive. 

The first trimester went well, considering the way the first trimester went for other women. You went through bouts of morning sickness and moodiness, but Cale took it in stride. Each time you were bent over the toilet, he was there holding your hair back. When you told the nurses on your floor, they were all so excited for you. They threw you a small party in the break room. They decorated onesies with glitter glue and markers. They told every single patient of yours, too. Every room you entered, you were greeted with “congratulations” from patients about ten minutes from having their own babies. Their excitement made you even more excited for your little bundle of joy. You were barely showing, but you wore slightly tighter clothing just to highlight your stomach.

The second trimester was about to begin, and you and Cale were sitting together in your office, waiting for your appointment. Today was the day you were going to get an envelope so you could find out the gender. You knew Cale would be happy if it was a girl, but you also knew he deeply wanted a boy. He talked constantly about a little baby boy. He even bought little baby hockey gear and skates.

Amanda, your doctor and colleague, came into the room. She explained everything she was going to do, then laughed because she realized you knew it already. Then, the dreaded question. “Would you like to know the gender?”

“Actually, could you just put the results in an envelope? We’re going to give it to a friend. We’re doing one of those gender reveal parties.”  

“Oh! That’s so exciting! Will do. But for now, I see ten fingers, ten toes, and a healthy heartbeat. Do you want to hear the heartbeat?” You and Cale both nodded, and you teared up a little bit when you heard the heartbeat. Sometimes, you forgot that you were growing a literal, living tiny human. It was difficult to conceptualize.

At the end of the appointment, Amanda gave you a sealed envelope, and you rushed over to Alyssa Mackinnon’s house to give her the gender of baby Makar. When you told her a few weeks ago that you wanted to have a gender reveal party, she squealed and asked if she could plan it. You agreed, and then fawned over party themes and ideas for the actual reveal.   

The party day came. You wore a pink dress. Cale wore a blue polo and khakis. When you got to Alyssa and Nate’s house, the whole team, your friends from work, Cale’s parents and brother, your parents, and your brother and his family were there. All the people that were important in your life were here to see whether baby Makar was a girl or boy. 

Alyssa had a few small party games going on along with a blackboard for people to tally their guesses on your baby’s gender. The men took turns racing to put diapers on footballs, while the women wrapped around your stomach with ribbons to measure how round your belly was. Then, Alyssa announced to the guests that it was time to step outside. When you stepped outside, you saw a goal post with a white balloon hanging from the top post. And you got so excited. 

You knew what was about to happen. Cale was going to shoot a puck at the balloon, and you were going to know the gender. Cale grabbed the stick from Alyssa and took aim. 

DING. Hit the post. POP. The balloon bled pink confetti. A GIRL! You squealed with joy, running over to Cale, giving him just enough time to drop the hockey stick and catch you in his arms. You started to cry tears of joy. Cale was crying, too. But soon, your overactive overthinking kicked in. How did Cale really feel? You were forced to push down the anxiety as your families and friends swarmed you and Cale with congratulations. 

The guests slowly made their way back inside Alyssa and Nate’s house to head out. You wanted to stay until the end to help her clean up and to thank her for all the hard work she put in for your gender reveal. You were packing paper plates into a garbage bag when you heard a loud gasp behind you.

“Y/N! Give me that! You are pregnant! Sit down! Kick your feet up! Don’t you dare touch another paper plate!” Alyssa cried. She pointed at your stomach and then to the couch. You handed her the bag and sat down on her couch. She gave you the “I’m watching you” stare before resuming what you had started. A minute later, Cale appeared. He sat down next to you, and you knew this was your chance to talk to him.

“Cale, how are you feeling? I know you wanted a-”

“Y/N. I’m happy. We both knew I wanted a boy, but I’m not upset. I swear. I just wanted our baby to be healthy. Her happiness is my top priority, not her gender.” You could have sworn your heart grew three sizes. You may have ruined his plan to be a boy-dad, but you always had a feeling he was a girl-dad anyway. 

The next four months passed without a hitch. The OBGYN floor had a field day with your baby shower. Mel Landeskog planned a separate shower, and with permission from the hospital, she brought the party to your break room. You thought you received a lot of gifts at the gender reveal, but now that everyone knew it was a girl, You and Cale swore you had enough baby clothing that you thought you never would need to do laundry because of how much they got for her. You had enough diaper boxes that they stacked from floor to ceiling in the nursery you and Cale had set up.  

At this point, you due date was 15 days away. Your belly was swollen to triple the size it used to be. Your feet hurt if you stood for longer than 20 minutes. You told Cale you just wanted the baby out. He would laugh at you and then take your feet and give them a massage. You really had the best boyfriend in the world. 

Truth be told, Cale was more prepared for a baby than you were. He had two go-bags packed – one for you two and one for the baby. You were extremely calm for that aspect of the actual birthing process. You also knew Cale wasn’t happy about you working, but you insisted on working until the minute your water broke. Your rationale was that you would already be at the hospital, and then as a bonus for your patients, you would be able to give them the care they needed. You just knew that the floor would take care of you. You knew each of the charge nurses. You knew how well they took care of their patients. They already told you that you would be their VIP patient. 

Today was relatively slow for you. You had no scheduled C-sections, you were only on-call for obstetric exams and emergencies that entered the ER. All of a sudden, you got a frantic call from Steph, the charge nurse in the ER. She was freaking out, as the entire ER staff did when a pregnant lady came in.

You went down and examined the woman and asked the nurses to admit her into the birthing wing when suddenly, you heard screaming. You rushed back over. She needed a C-section. You knew you weren’t supposed to, but you took an oath, and you had to save this woman and her baby’s life. You yelled at any nurse nearby to clear an ER for you and rushed up to scrub. 

You were gowned and gloved, finally. Mid-way through the C-section, you felt a pinching in your own stomach. You figured your baby decided to kick. It was only when nurse Kimmy gasped, “Y/N! I think your water broke!”

You barely registered the shout, but then you felt a tightening in your own stomach. A contraction. The nurses were already calling Cale without you even needing to ask them. They knew you were determined to finish the surgery. You pushed through and helped your patient deliver her baby. You took off your surgical gown and the nurses immediately put you in a wheelchair.

“Marci! I can walk myself to the OB wing!” you protested. She just shook his head and kept pushing you. You met Cale in the waiting room. The nurses had prepped a birthing suite for you the minute they found out your water broke. Cale brought both your go-bags into the room and helped you into the bag.

“You really had to be in surgery when your water broke?” he joked. He kissed your forehead, and together you waited and waited for your baby girl to make her grand entrance.

Marci came in periodically to check on you. The whole floor came in to say congratulations and dropped off some food. Maybe it was the hormones, but their love surrounded you, and it made you feel really good about having a baby. 

Finally, six hours later, baby girl Makar made an appearance. You and Cale never picked out a name. You could never decide. He thought of a name that you liked, but then you thought of another name. You would try to convince him of the new name, but then he would think of another one. The two of you were stuck. And now she was here! 

But as soon as you looked at her face, you knew the name. You looked at Cale, and both said at the same time, “Lilly Grace Makar!” 

+1. 

Your daughter, Lilly, was three, now. You and Cale were holding off on this for a long time, but you decided that the summertime would be the perfect time to go to Disney World in Florida. She loved watching Mickey Mouse in the mornings before daycare. Even though you both knew she wouldn’t remember the trip, you just wanted to take her for your own personal fun. 

At least, that’s what you told Cale. Secretly, though, you had other motives. Cale and you still weren’t married. Not even engaged. Obviously, the two of you were bound to each other forever. Cale was yours and you were Cale’s. But you just wanted the title of wife. It had been over six years since you went on that first date. You thought that was a reasonable amount of time to get engaged and married. And for goodness sake, you had a kid together and you hinted about wanting more for the past few months. 

So, that was where you hatched your plan. On a day off from work, you took Lilly to the mall. You told Cale she needed some new summer outfits because she grew out of the clothes she had in the spring. But you also made a quick pitstop at the jewelry store. You stole Cale’s Stanley Cup ring, too, so that you could get an accurate measurement. At the jewelry store, you picked out a solid silver band. Nothing extravagant, but enough for the occasion. At the end of the day, it was about your love for one another, not the extravagance of the ring. You were going to ask Cale to marry you at Disney World.

That same week, Cale entered the guest locker room in New Jersey, and pulled Gabe and Nate aside. He had a very important question. 

“Hey. So, how did you guys ask Mel and Alyssa to marry you? I think Y/N’s been dropping a lot of hints lately. I mean I know it’s just a title, because we’re both there, but I’m pretty sure it’s something she wants. I think I’m overthinking it.”

The two men laughed, remembering the times when they felt the same way. They each launched into their stories of asking their girlfriends to marry them. Gabe’s was intimate in Sweden. Nate’s was slightly public, in front of their families on the beach in Cole Harbour. 

They gave Cale a lot of ideas. He already knew the ring he was going to get you. He even knew he wanted to include Lilly in the proposal. He just didn’t know how public you wanted it to be. He thought about proposing in secret, like in the hotel room, but that didn’t feel romantic enough. He thought about proposing during the fireworks at Magic Kingdom, but that felt too public. 

You, on the other hand, had an exact plan. You wanted to propose in front of the Magic Kingdom castle. You figured that a proposal to hockey’s best defenseman would garner media attention regardless of how private you tried to make it. You might as well get some good photos out of it. 

You secured the ring you got for Cale in your carry-on. You had to hide it strategically, knowing Cale probably forgot something and would need to borrow it from your stash. Cale secured the ring he got for you in his suitcase between his underwear. There was no way you’d go through his underwear. 

The flight was smooth, Lilly was content to watch Mickey Mouse on the plane’s television screen. Cale insisted on first class, knowing this was Lilly’s first big vacation. She didn’t seem to notice, falling asleep about two hours into the flight. 

Arriving at your hotel, you unpacked and got onto the monorail to take you to Animal Kingdom. Lilly loved everything about it. The next day at Epcot was so much fun. She wouldn’t remember it, but you and Cale took enough combined pictures that you would never forget. Hollywood Studios was your favorite. 

The fated day finally came for you. Magic Kingdom. You secured the ring in your baby-backpack. You boarded the monorail with Cale and Lilly, as if everything was normal. Every bone in your body was on fire. You were nervous, but you wanted to be married to Cale. It was the only thing in the world that made sense. He was your rock. He gave the best advice. He was an incredible father. And you just knew in your gut he would be the best husband (not that he already wasn’t performing husband duties).

As excited as you were about proposing to Cale, you also wanted to do it early in the day so that you could enjoy the day with your daughter and hopefully-fiancé. 

“What do you wanna do first babygirl?” you asked Lilly as you and Cale grabbed her hands. 

 “Umm… I wanna see the princesses!” she shouted. Perfect. This would be the most perfect opportunity to walk towards the Magic Castle. 

Upon arrival, you stopped and pulled Lilly over to the side. Swinging your backpack down, you grabbed your phone and the ring box. 

“Lilly! Cale! Smile!” She posed with Cale in front of the castle. Cale put her down while you put your phone back in your bag and turned around with the ring box open. 

“Cale?” 

His face was in shock, but all of a sudden, he started laughing and reached into his own bag. Suddenly, Cale was down on one knee with a ring box while you stood in front of him with a ring box. 

Your face was flushed. People was stopping to look at you. But all you could see was Cale. Your perfect, sweet, caring, thoughtful fiancé. 

You screamed yes before he could even get the question out. He laughed as he put the ring on your finger. 

“Cale, you didn’t answer my question.” 

“You didn’t ask one, love.”

“Will you marry me, Cale Douglas Makar?” 

“It would make me the happiest man in the world.” He kissed you sweetly, and you slipped the ring on your finger. The small crowd of people around you cheered for you. Cale picked Lilly up and you handed your phone to a nice-looking couple and asked them to take a picture. And it now served as your wallpaper.  

A/N: Yes. This entire fic was based off of this tweet. No, I will not be taking questions. LMAO

https://twitter.com/virgoprincxss/status/1031921634951684097?s=20&t=t5DZrxlxwSquOAQ5pZi32Q 

I hope y’all enjoyed!!

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I drew nova but I feel like I can’t do justice to how cool he looks. I am simply not sufficient enough at colour theory and design so I spent like an hour trying to make sure his outfit actually Looked Really Cool and the colours went together well . a little concerned that it’s still not enough to display Him.

imagine if this looked somehow cooler and that’s him . I feel like he should get a tail but I couldn’t choose a design.

GOD HE IS SOOOOO PREDDY ???? ABSOLUTELY THE COOLEST PERSON IN THE ROOM NO QUESTION . He gives off such 90s kids cartoon vibes . I’m in love with him . I really like his hair especially, it’s just so shaped <3 can’t wait to find out what THIS freak’s problem is <3333

#the shirt and boots are so on point especially too like dayum