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martinsorbit · 4 months
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Everything moves, everything pulses; Everything lies in the eyes of you
last thing for today b4 my headache decides to come back o7 just a sketch y/n and sun dancing :)
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kazamajun · 29 days
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well have you considered that maybe the unstoppable force is in love with the immovable object
maybe the reason one refuses to stop and the other refuses to move is because they both long for the collision
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laufire · 3 months
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supernatural "the great escapist" + the 100 "wanheda: part 1" for @bombshellsandbluebells
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hiveswap · 3 months
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Summary of The Cat of The Year poll atrocities of 2023/2024
I'm sure that most people on this side of tumblr have seen the Jellie vs. Nefarious Anglerfish poll going around with like 60k votes at this point, and I'd really like clear up some of what happened since I was around for the whole thing.
Url blocked out for op's privacy. They have already left but don't look for it if you haven't seen it/don't harrass them if you already have.
1. The previous round (preparation)
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I discovered the poll in its previous round, needless to say she beat Jort's ass severely. This was around the 3rd of january, meaning that this round finished before jellie's passing with only about 7k votes. Op did add their own piece of propaganda from their main:
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...which was FINE. (except for stuff we'll see later) Of course running a poll while biased isn't ideal but I for one didn't even know they were the op until much later. I also added my own piece in a separate thread, and they didn't interact with it at all. There was no drama.
2. The Finale
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Jellie unfortunately passed away right before the starting of this poll, which was the catalyst for what happened next. Op did exactly as last time and added a slightly more mean spirited encouragement to vote for the other contestant. This is the point where I believe that i fucked up personally.
I added this thinkpiece accusing op of associating all mcyters with Dream (who we all hate for the record) despite them not alluding to him at all. This is because tumblr has a history of disimissing all mcyters as... everything that dream was been accused of. Op did allude to not caring for mcyt. but they didn't say what i accused them of. This is important to point out because this reblog of mine is still being spread. Jellie was in the lead at the time, but not by the time i woke up next morning.
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I won't be including anyone else's additions because I don't want to put blame on any specific person. Just felt like clearing up mine.
3. The Fuckening
Some time later op made this post to their personal blog:
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which is insanely shitty because, as other people have pointed out, the "lame ass youtube cat" didn't die to inconvinience op or ruin their fun, and people would have probably voted for her anyway because jelly is universally beloved in the mcyt community. This isn't anti democratic. This post was added to the poll with a caption saying op should not be running this poll, and it took off. Op later went on to say that this was a joke:
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This apology was not taken well by people, (including me) because "you were not meant to see it" isn't an apology and they still very much made fun of someone's pet dying. Safe to say this did not make the drama stop and only added fuel to the flame. I believe this was the point where the conversation of mcyt fans being unjustly sent hate to was reignited.
We should discuss that! it's a real thing that happens often and is equal to childish bullying. However, in this case, OP was the only one getting sent hate to my knowledge. The notes were mostly saturated by mcyt fans, and even now i can only find one or two hateful stance towards us under the whole 20k notes post.
4. Conclusions
Op posted a second apology to the catoftheyear blog to try and calm people down (i believe this is comprehensive and a lot better than the previous one) The blog was deactivated shortly after, so i only have my phone screenshots of it that i also added to the poll itself at some point:
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(Edit) Here's proof that op did not write the justification they got criticised for, from the notes of the original poll:
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This apology didn't get seen, or get accepted by enough people, so op made this statement on their personal:
Needless to say I am deeply dissapointed (and guilty) that it's come to this. Yes, op said tasteless things that made us all angry, but telling a human being to commit suicide is worse than being insensitive about a stranger's pet dying. Even after I posted about the blog being decatived i had someone come into my notes to wish that "they never find happiness" i mean wtf. This isn't like shipping where we can do whatever without the content creator's input. this is fucking harrowing and i can't imagine how i'd feel if this was done in my/my pet's name especially after losing them as recently as a week ago.
I hope no one from hermitcraft who is on here (let alone scar holy shit) learns about this like they did with previous lighthearted tournaments. If you truly respect the creators you claim to be a fan of as people, you do not tell people to kill themselves over them. And finally, let Jellie fucking rest, guys. she had a long, good life. I hope op can come back and also avoids behaving like this if they ever wish to do so. I'm angrier at mcytblr, though.
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counterpunches · 2 years
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[[@else: I suppose it's time to tell my abortion story. Of the abortion that didn't happen, that led to me.
A lot of anti-abortion people put words & thoughts into the mouths of the unborn.
Well, I'm one that was recommended to stay unborn, who got born, and here's what I say.
My mother found our very early in her pregnancy that there was an extremely high risk to her if she continued.
Terminating the pregnancy was floated by one of the doctors. It would have been legal due to the risk to her, but heavily stigmatized.
Her family was deeply Catholic. She was deeply Catholic.
She did not terminate. The risk became a reality.
So I'm here, and she's not.
I'm glad to be here.
It is hard to put into words the gratitude you feel to a mother who sacrificed herself entirely for you, and I'm not going to try here.
Because I'm also very angry.
Without in any way taking away from the courage and selflessness with which she bore her situation and which she showed in all aspects of her life
I don't believe she ever really felt like she had a true choice.
The stigma, the religious dogma, the judgement - everything she'd ever known - told her she could not save her own life.
Her parents would have, however sadly, believed she'd go to hell. Her family and friends and community would have judged her.
Everyone she'd ever loved believed it was wrong. And so she believed it was wrong.
Needlessly.
I don't know what choice she would have made if it had been a true choice.
Maybe she would have chosen me anyway. Maybe she would have chosen to stay for her two already-existing children and for all those who loved her so deeply.
But she should have had a real, true choice.
Would I trade being here for that?
In a heartbeat. Without hesitation.
My siblings could have grown up with their mother.
My grandparents could have seen their beloved daughter live out her beautiful life, instead of mourning her every day until their deaths.
Her brothers and sisters would not still thirty years later feel the pain of losing the sistre they loved so much.
She could have continued to bring the light to the world that she had always brought, that I have heard so much about.
My father perhaps would not have descended into the grief & guilt that destroyed him, our relationship with him, the innocence of our childhoods.
Now, I think about how my young nieces & nephews will grow up without her, without the kind of grandmother I had. That pains me too.
I grew up in the devastation of her death.
I've watched the consequences of it play out for thirty years.
I can see what might have been differently if she'd had a true choice and it snatches my breath away, to see the suffering that didn't have to be for the ones I love most.
I know that it is not my family, but it is also profoundly difficult to know that it is because of me.
Or to be more exact, because the world did not allow my mother her right to a true choice, and my being here is perhaps a result of that.
It's not a burden I'd wish on anyone
I wish that I could have told her. It's okay. Stay. Live. Be happy.
I wish I could know that she knew that that was more than ok.
Don't I want to be here? Don't I want to be alive, aren't I glad to live??
Now that I'm here, sure. But had I never been, what would I have lost? Nothing.
You can't miss what you never had. Can't lose anything when you never existed.
There's no pain or loss in not existing.
I didn't exist then, to want anything. I didn't exist to hope or wish or fear anything.
I didn't exist back then. Not me. There was a possibility. An idea, a hope maybe. Some cells, a process in her body. Not me, any more than a sperm was me or an egg was me.
*I" didn't become until much later. Til I was born.
My mother wouldn't have taken anything from me or cause me any pain by living for herself, because I didn't exist to lose anything.
There was so much pain, so much loss in losing her. Loss that will ripple down generations.
So I will say to my dying breath, as the person who only lives because she didn't abort, that whatever she thought or chose or did not chose, she should have had a real choice to abort.
That she should have felt that aborting me was valid and good a choice as not.
Everyone should feel that, and have real access to enact that choice without obstruction or shame or question.
Whether it is their actual life at risk, or not. A forced pregnancy can be the death of many things, not just the end of ther person's life.
Having me took away from the world everything that my mother could have given it.
Forcing someone to have a child against their will can take away what that person could be and bring if they had their choice, whether they live through the pregnancy or not.
Most of all it takes away their right - their inalienable right - to choose how they live their life in their own body.
A non-person, a hypothetical future event, the birth of someone who doesn't exist yet, doesn't have that right.
Other people, who claim to speak for the unborn do not have that right.
We all lose so much by it. It can cause such pain and suffering, for child-bearers, for children, for everyone.
Do not pretend to speak for the unborn.
Do not pretend to speak for the children born against their mother's will.
Do not pretend that you care for them while you hide misogyny behind dogma.
My mother deserved her right to a real choice.
Everyone does. Unconditionally.
As the child who could have been aborted, I tell you - to oppose that right, let alone work to criminalize it, is unforgivable.
I'd like to emphasize because I didn't say it loud enough in the original thread:
There doesn't need to be a tragic story or a threat to life to make abortion ok.
It can be simply because you don't want to have a child. That's all. You still have the right to a choice.
I told my sad story because:
a) it is important to me to counter the rhetoric of anti-choice folks, that claims that if the unborn could speak they would be anti-choice
b) forced pregnancies can really f*ck up lives in many ways and that needs to be recognized.
But:
There shouldn't have to be a tale of woe to justify bodily autonomy.
It's a right. An absolute right. It should be protected by law.
That's it. That's all.
Last thingL I want this point to be heard, but I don't particularly want to deal with blowing up on twitter.
I will probably lock my account down at some point, but I would like this still to be shared. Maybe use an unroll app and share from there if you would like to.]]
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lewisvinga · 15 days
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empanadaaaas | carlos sainz x argentine! fem! reader
summary; who would’ve thought that carlos would find a new love after visiting argentina with his girlfriend
fc; rita mota
warnings; ?
taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03
notes; requested !
masterlist !
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[caption 1; 🤍] [caption 2; mi amor with me in my beloved argentina 🫶]
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username: not u taking a SPANIARD to latinoamerica ma’am…. STAND UP
yourusername: he’s a cute spaniard tho😞
username: told y’all carlos is for the latinas 💆‍♀️
username: ugh the wispy bangs r everything
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yoursister: tell ur bf to STOP EATING MY EMPANADAS
carlossainz55: ur mom made them for me🤔
yoursister: whatever mamá makes = mine
yourusername: i wish i could get him to stop but he refuses to eat anything else or else he’ll starve 😞😞
yoursister: y tu pobre hermana??? ella está muriéndose del hambre. 😒 [and your poor sister, she is dying of hunger]
carlossainz55: we went out for ice cream 2 hrs ago???
yoursister: where’s my empanada.
carlossainz55: in my stomach😋😋
username: those empanados look saur good i get carlos tbh
username: ARGENTINAAAAA🇦🇷🇦🇷
yourbestfriend: WOWZERSSS UR SO😍
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username: this is so messi core
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username: carlos w the basic white dog in a latino household HELPPP😭
username: okay but y/n and y/s/n always eattt😫
username: now i’m craving empanadas 😔😔
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carlossainz55: te quiero argentina por y/n y empanadaaaas [i love you argentina for y/n and empanadas]
tagged; yourusername
yourusername: carlitooosssss, q guapooooo😻 [how handsome]
carlossainz55: y usted tan hermosa, nena 😍 [and you’re so beautiful]
yourusername: so grateful to show you argentina 🤍🇦🇷
carlossainz55: so grateful to know this beautiful country 🤍
yoursister: i’m sick of y’all already🤢
carlossainz55: tengo un amigo bien guapo , [i have a very handsome friend] and he’s your age 😁
yoursister: ou say lessss
yourusername: NOT lando. anyone but lando
landonorris: what’s wrong w me😢
yourusername: british and doesn’t like fish 😕
yoursister: he’s cute i can get past it 😛😛
landonorris: you like fish?? yoursister i can get past it too😁
username: NOT THE EMPANADA MENTION LMAOO😭
username: carlos rlly loves empanadas he’s jus like me fr
username: y/n is everything 😫
username: hes sooo bf
username: sexy spaniard i get u y/n i rlly do
yourusername: weak for that spaniard 😞 i’m making him argentine tho #trust
carlossainz55: mi gente latino ✊
charles_leclerc: i’m afraid to ask how many empanadas you ate
carlossainz55: you don’t want to know.
username: when will it be my turn to find a spanish bf and take him to argentina 🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️
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carlossainz55: i did that😁
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goldenlikedayl1ght · 6 months
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the lakes - m. murdock
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a/n: hey guys so i've been struggling a lot with the fact that i might have hearing loss (i'm going to the doctor next week) and as always i am projecting, but i am not 100% sure everything in this fic is accurate and for that i apologize. but it's my little passion project and i hope you enjoy <3 as always, comments and reblogs are always loved and appreciated! warnings: hearing loss, hearing aids, tinnitus, reader struggling with being disabled, some parts are more vulnurable and don't have the reader being like overly confident in their disability, matt being soft, some suggestive behavior at the end, kissing, nicknames, pretty pg-13 honestly word count: 3.0k summary: your hearing aids run out of battery, and you're forced to struggle through a day of ringing ears and being deaf. matt helps, as he always does. pairing: matt murdock x hard of hearing!reader now playing: the lakes - taylor swift "take me to the lakes/where all the poets went to die/i don't belong/but my beloved, neither do you."
“Are you deaf?”
“What?”
You’re eighteen, home from college for the first time since fall break. Your family sits around for Thanksgiving, and there are so many people talking. There’s about thirteen people at this long dining room table, and they are all talking at once. You’re sitting next to your sister, but you can’t hear her well.
You know she’s speaking, and you’re sure you’re yelling, but you’re frustrated.
“I said, are you deaf? I repeated myself like, four times!”
You feel your face flush.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear you. You’re mumbling, and it’s loud in here.”
Your sister looks at you like you’re crazy.
“I’m right next to you, and I’m not mumbling. In fact, no one is yelling, either.”
You poke your fork at your sweet potatoes and feel hot, angry tears in your eyes as you avoid everyone’s gaze.
Your mom sits across from you, and frowns, planning to tell you to make an appointment at the student health center when you get back to campus.
She doesn’t even have to. You’ve booked one by the time she says it to you.
At the student health center, they administer a hearing test, and then refer you to a specialist for further testing. You call your mom, crying and she gently comforts you, before driving to the nearest bookstore and picking up a book on hearing impairments and a copy of ASL for Dummies.
At the specialist, they do another round of tests. Your doctor tells you that you do in fact have hearing issues and that you should come back in a year for more testing, to see if your hearing gets worse. For now, you get a doctor’s note that requires all your professors to take your hearing impairment into consideration. The process for getting that applied at your university is painful, and only gets worse through your years there.
Before you get to law school, your doctor tests you again, and tells you how your hearing has been decreasing in quality in the past few years. He says that you’ll need hearing aids to regulate it. You cry because you cannot afford that.
You get captioning accommodations throughout law school, as well as a note taker for certain classes that are entirely lecture based. You still try to take your own notes, but it frustrates you that suddenly you need all this help. Your own notes are incomprehensible and often miss key parts of the lecture as you sit for a few minutes trying to decipher what your professor had said a few minutes prior.
You go into corporate law after law school, choosing to stay out of court initially because you find yourself frustrated that you wouldn’t be able to process all of what’s going on due to the many voices.
You stay at this company long enough to get your hearing aids, long enough to pay your loans, and long enough to save up a good fund for your hearing aid needs.
You quit your job and get hired at Nelson, Murdock & Page as an interim while you decide what you want to do.
With your hearing aids, life isn’t so frustrating anymore. You find yourself enjoying casual chatter and not worrying about processing what your friends are saying. At family dinners, you take your hearing aids out when you’re mad at your family, to which your stepdad, another hearing aid user, always laughs.
And, despite the pay not being stellar at your job, you love it. You love working with people who need help, love fighting injustice, and you love your coworkers.
...
If only Matt Murdock would reciprocate your feelings towards him.
You’ve been dancing this dance for months. You come into work with coffee and stutter when you get to his doorway.
You wonder if he’ll ever know how desperately you want him.
You go about your days quietly, going to the bar with them at the end of a long week. You love your friends and find yourself hoping they know how much you love them.
Karen and Foggy, as well as Foggy’s fiancé, know about your hearing aids since they sit sort of clunkily on your ears.
You don’t tell Matt, though, not at first.
You know how bad it is, to not even tell your blind crush that you have hearing aids. But you’re embarrassed. It makes you sound like an old person even though you’re in your twenties.
But when Matt crawls into your window late at night, bleeding, you don’t even flinch as he crashes onto your floor behind you. You’re reading, your hearing aids out, and he’s unsure why you can’t hear him. Your heartbeat had no reaction, it’s like you don’t even realize he’s there.
He taps you on your shoulder and you turn quickly, and gasp, before starting to sign at him. Even in his disoriented state, he knows you’re doing something with your hands and moving your mouth. At first, he thinks that he might have stuff clogging his ears, but then he realizes you’re signing, probably because you think Daredevil isn’t blind.
He takes off his helmet.
“Matt?” You say, and it comes out a little louder than it should, because you can’t hear yourself to gage how loud you’re being.
He says something, and your gaze focuses on his mouth, where you can barely make out what he’s saying.
“I can’t hear you.” You say, softer now. You reach over to your bedside table and put your hearing aids on. By the time you look back, Matt has passed out on the ground. Oh fuck.
You get your first aid kit and begin to work on his wounds. When you’re done, you pull him onto your couch, now stained with his blood, and watch as he sleeps. Blood covers your hands, and you listen to him breathing.
When he wakes up that morning, you’re asleep on the couch, and when you feel him start to stir. You grab your hearing aids, and turn them on, before watching him wake.
He says your name softly, and you take his hand in yours.
“Hey.. You.. You’re Daredevil...”
“You’re deaf.”
“Hard of hearing. Not fully deaf, just… My right ear is a lot better than my left, but without my hearing aids I’m close to deaf, yeah…”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were Daredevil?”
“I was scared. Scared that… That you would view me differently, scared that you wouldn’t like me as much.”
“I was scared too..”
“When did you start losing your hearing?”
“In college. I realized it when I went home for Thanksgiving, and then it got worse from there..” You tell him. A hand reaches out to your face, and you lean into it, letting your cheek rest in his palm. His fingers trail up towards your ear and gently run his fingers over your hearing aid.
“Thanks for stitching me up.” He says softly.
“No problem.”
“The hearing aid does explain the buzzing I always hear when you’re around.”
“You can hear my hearing aids?”
“Apparently. I can hear a lot of things. I have heightened senses. You use pomegranate shampoo and had red velvet cake for dessert tonight. Your heart is racing.”
Your face flushes.
“I can turn them off if it’s bothering you.”
“How would you hear me, then?” He has a point.
“I just don’t want them to bother you.”
“Don’t offer to hide your disability just to make other people more comfortable.”
You kiss him when he says this, in a careful way. You’re gentle, making sure not to hurt him as you do. He lays there and lets you kiss him, his hands on your face. You realize you had no reason to be scared that Matt might reject you for your disability, because he is the only person in your everyday life who really gets how it is to have a disability that affects all aspects of your life.
You trace the healed scars on his skin as you kiss him gently, careful not to hurt him. You promise that you’ll kiss him more passionately when he isn’t freshly stitched up.
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A few weeks passed after that night. You and Matt start seeing each other more and more as you fall deeper in love. You find it silly that you wasted so many days, afraid of talking to each other and maybe disappointing each other over the fact that you both lack a vital sense.
But Matt never views it that way. You wear hearing aids and it’s perfectly fine because most of the time, you aren’t struggling to hear him and cannot communicate with him, and he can’t see when you can’t hear him.
Instead, Matt loves that he can hear your hearing aids buzzing softly because it always alerts him that you’re there. He can hear your heartbeat and smell you, too, but it’s not quite the same as this soft little buzzing that reminds him often of a bee.
Except for this one day.
You slept over at Matt’s on a Thursday and really, you should have known better. You knew your hearing aids were going to need a battery change soon, but you’ve been so busy with work and with Matt, and worrying about him at night, that you’re tired. So tired that you forget to pick up batteries before your hearing aids die.
You sneak out of Matt’s apartment early, sending him a text that you needed to go get changed before work. Really, you want to avoid the fact that you wouldn’t be able to hear him. But he didn’t respond to your message. You decide that you don’t care at this moment and head out to work, debating the right way to tell your coworkers about your predicament.
When you get to work, Foggy is immediately talking to you, and you are tense.
“Foggy—” He’s not stopping. It sounds like he’s mumbling, and there’s this ringing in your ears. “Foggy, I can’t hear you.” He finally looks to you, and says something, you make it out to be a phrase of confusion. “My hearing aids died.” You tell him. You’re frustrated, and Matt isn’t in the office yet.
You deem this as a blessing and a curse. Foggy goes to tell Karen what’s going on and as you’re settling down for the day, you get a text. You hope it’s from Matt, but when you see Karen’s name, you falter slightly.
‘Hey! Foggy told me what was going on. We’ll have your calls redirected to one of us and you can spend the day doing housekeeping and paperwork.’
‘Thanks’, You respond, “Sorry about all this. I’m usually on top of my battery life.”
“Don’t worry about it. These things happen.”
“Still, thanks. Did you hear from Matt at all?”
“No, he probably just slept in late. He should be in soon.”
You try to ignore your anxieties over his absence even though you know that when he does come into the office, you’ll have to struggle to communicate with him all day.
So, for the first hour or so of your day, you try to get some work done but there’s a light ringing in your ears that’s getting worse and worse as you attempt to try and focus on other things. Everything sounds so muffled. You’re so focused that your teeth grind against each other, your muscles tense, as you attempt to try and block out the ringing in your ears.
You have a feeling that by the time you leave today, those hot frustrated tears will be threatening to pour once more.
You don’t hear Matt as he steps into your office and stands by your left side, where you’re almost completely deaf. He stands there for about ten minutes, trying to get your attention before he realizes the light buzzing of your hearing aids are not there.
You must not have them in.
So his hands find your shoulders gently, and instead of tensing, you actually relax under his touch, because you realize that it has to be Matt. A slight turning of your head confirms it and you lean into his touch.
Neither of you say much for a while, deciding to let your frustration slowly dissipate as you lean into his warm hands. They stay on your shoulders and upper arms, rubbing gentle patterns into your skin.
After a good ten minutes of this, his body shifts to your right side and he leans down, before speaking at full volume, maybe even a little louder, just to make sure you can hear him. It still sounds like he’s mumbling, but you can hear him.
“Forgot your hearing aids?”
“Batteries died.” You tell him. “You never answered me.”
“My phone died. I forgot my charger, too.. Are you gonna be okay to work all day?”
“Mhm..” You smile softly, “You’re gonna have to help answer calls, though.”
He kisses your cheek, and you lean into the warmth.
“Anything for you, sweetheart.” He says, a soft smile on his face.
The day goes by pretty much as you expect it. You spend it doing paperwork and dodging phone calls, your tinnitus gets worse as the day goes on. By the time the day is finally winding down, Karen sends you one final text.
“Matt’s staying a little late to catch up on some work. Want me to walk you home?”
“No, I’ll be fine. Thank you.”
You realize that because she and Foggy are heading home, you’ll be able to sit with Matt, maybe get a little bit of peace. You’re thankful, too, because you’re about to lose your mind over all of this. The ringing is just getting to be too much.
You wait a few minutes after Foggy and Karen head home before you go into Matt’s office. He smiles at you and gestures for you to come in, and you do. You lean against his desk, as he speaks loud enough now that you can hear him.
“I’ll just be a few more minutes, Bee.” Even the soft-spoken nickname doesn't get you out of your funk, too busy wanting to get on your hands and knees and beg God for your hearing back.
That doesn’t usually happen, but every once in a while you ask him for a normal life.
God sends you a blind man as your soulmate, because he must think that the whole thing is quite funny.
“Okay…”
You feel hot tears pooling in your eyes as you bite your tongue and dig your fingernails into your skin. You almost draw blood.
“What’s wrong?” He can tell that something is wrong. He can always tell, and you’re foolish to think anything less of him, and even more foolish to forget his super senses. A part of you bites back a bitter feeling, since you wish you could’ve had super smell, super sight, super taste, anything in exchange for your hearing. You were not given an exchange, only forced to give, with nothing in there for you.
You forget that your boyfriend has super senses and can taste and smell your salty tears and blood in the air. Damn him.
“Loud… Ringing in my ears, my tinnitus is always really bad when I don’t use my hearing aids for a while..” You say softly. “It’s just.. it really hurts...” You confess, tears slipping down your face.
“Sweetheart..” He takes off his glasses and rests them on the desk in front of him. “C’mere..” You can’t hear that last part, but the way he opens his arms gives you the hint.
You sit on his lap, burying your face in the crook of his neck with a shaky sigh. You feel the thumps of his heartbeat and hold onto it, the ringing in your ears slightly muffled by his skin. It doesn’t fix the problem, but it helps.
His hands linger on your body, gentle caresses of your knee or thigh happening here and there. He just wants you to know he’s there, in the same way he desires when everything becomes too much for him.
“”m sorry..” you say gently, and he just hushes you softly, kissing your head. He traces patterns into your skin. He traces words into it as well.
L-O-V-E.
S-W-E-E-T-H-E-A-R-T
He traces your name, his, and your last names.
You kiss him softly, realizing that you might never be 100% okay with your hearing, but Matt will help. He’ll understand. He loves you, and it’s enough to be confident in your future again.
You spend only a few minutes more in the office before you decide to head home, his hand never leaving yours.
You make it back to his apartment and Matt plugs his phone in in case you need to text him and get his attention. You wind up stealing a pair of sweatpants, a tee shirt, and a pair of fuzzy socks. The two of you wind up tangled together on his couch.
Your ear is pressed against his chest as he gently caresses your skin, occasionally moving your hair from your face. He mumbles sweet nothings, and while you can’t hear them, you feel the rumbling vibrations in his chest, and you relish in them. You bathe in the feeling of his heartbeat thumping against his skin.
You fall asleep like this, with Matt touching you and talking in this low tone to make sure you can feel the vibrations of his voice in his chest and in his throat. It’s enough just knowing he’s there. That this thing you thought would deem you unlovable is no match for Matt Murdock, who on your wedding day will throw up the sign for ‘I love you’ in ASL.
For Matt Murdock, who, when you’re taken for loving the devil, will find you and take you into his arms and kiss you so that you know he’s real.
For Matt Murdock, who touches you in all the right ways so you can hear the sounds of your own pleasure.
For Matt Murdock, who will gently trace patterns into your skin when you need to be grounded. For Matt Murdock, who feels himself slipping further and further in love with you and finds himself searching for the soft buzz of your hearing aids when you walk into the room.
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astonmartinii · 1 year
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if you’re down to do it i’d love a part 2 to opposites attract with mick 👀
opposites attract part two | mick schumacher social media au
part one
masterlist
pairing: mick schumacher x reader
both beloved and feared in the paddock, y/n y/ln will defend her bf until the end, no matter who it is.
(hope you all enjoy 🫡 i love this pairing)
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yourusername: chat shit, get banged
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user49 so. fucking. iconic
mickschumacher i love you, thank you for defending our family
yourusername always <3
user99 hold on a second... our family??? we engaged?
user53 it's probably just a phrase bestie let's not get too crazy
charles_leclerc i'm so scared of you
yourusername good - you want me to swing at ferrari?
user45 truly the ride or die we all need in our lives
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mickschumacher: family is everything ❤️
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user49 the fact that he considers y/n family is so so cute
yourusername awww mickey !! i love you guys so much, i'd do anything for y'all xx
gina_schumacher love you all ❤️
mercedesamgf1 family 💜
user23 i'm so glad mick has someone like y/n on his side, not only defending him always but also his family xx
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f1wagsupdates: y/n y/ln makes her first appearance in the paddock since her incident with the paparazzi. she joined mick in the mercedes garage for the weekend - we're glad she's back !!
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user33 lmao mick in the likes he's down so bad
user88 finally some good fucking food
user21 ahhhh did y'all see ted fucking flinch when he saw her i'm glad they all know what a bad bitch she is and she'll call anyone's ass out
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yourusername: let's rideeeeee or whatever charli xcx said
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user37 war is over y/n is back in the paddock i missed her so much
mickschumacher gonna make it bring your gf to work day every race from now on
yourusername sounds good to me i love the merc catering so much better than haas
user44 LMAO SHE STILL GOT THE DIG IN
estebanocon omg besties back in the paddock
yourusername este bestie !!!! i've missed you and elena need to do something asap xx
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f1: host martin brundle has picked up an illness during the weekend and has chosen y/n y/ln, internet personality and host, to take over his hosting responsibilities on race day 🏁
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user56 i love how they don't mention that she's with mick and that she is a host by trade
mickschumacher i know she'll be the best replacement ever ❤️
yourusername awwww thank you babe xxx
user48 i know this is gonna be the most chaotic grid walk ever
user11 but she'll defo ask the questions we all want to know the answer to cause this ain't her full time job who cares if sky don't like it
danielricciardo can't wait to watch it all unfold
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mickschumacher: what a weekend for the team, but also for us!! my baby made her grid walk debut and killed it xx i love you and am so so proud of you 💘
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user34 will it ever be my turn
user41 i confess - i think i have a parasocial relationship with these two
user78 me and you bestie
estebanocon ahhhh she was great!!
lancestroll as the kids say i think she slayed 💅
yourusername teehee thank you guys
gina_schumacher doing us all proud!!
yourusername ahhh thank you gina 💛
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yourusername: i didn't know we had this many friends - sorry switzerland 😞
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danielricciardo i'm never going to another party with you I AM SCARRED
maxverstappen1 you have impressive planning skills - are you open for bookings?
mickschumacher thank you very much baby (you can deal with the noise complaints)
sebastianvettel so this is what we could hear
charles_leclerc you guys are weak - i had a great time, thanks y/n and happy birthday mick !!
estebanocon i love you guys but i wish i wasn't so close to you guys how are we still cleaning up ?
yourusername because we need to make sure things are properly recycled @sebastianvettel
sebastianvettel good good (you don't have to impress me i already love you and mick together)
yourusername thank you for the validation seb
mickschumacher LESS TALKING MORE RECYCLING
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mickschumacher: thank you for the best birthday ever babygirl! while the party is something i'll never forget, just being able to spend time with you and the rest of our family was the best thing ever. also prize for best birthday gift ever goes to you for tony the goat, i love him and the fact you got him for and i quote "to remind me of my dad and me in the future". i love you and our growing farm family
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user48 A GOAT FOR HIS BIRTHDAY? TO REMIND HIM OF MICHAEL? FOR MICK BEING THE GOAT IN THR FUTURE? I LOVE THEM
estebanocon can't wait to meet the little guy
yourusername i love you baby - you deserve everything !!! @mercedesamgf1 paddock pass for tony when
mercedesamgf1 happy birthday mick! we're on it 🫡 (admin is scared of you)
user39 omg pls grid walk with tony would be so iconic
charles_leclerc so there was a goat at mick's house i just thought i was really drunk
sebastianvettel welcome to the farm dad life mick - happy birthday x
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nouvellevqgue · 5 months
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JUST A BANTER...
pairing: mick schumacher x reader
summary: they're a romantic couple, but a key to a good relationship is a couple of banter, right?
face claim: elle fanning
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mickschumacher giving all my credits to my beloved professional photographer🥹❤️
username he is just so gorgeous being there even though we cannot see his face
username i love you so much mick
⤷ username it's his girlfriend's insta... but me too
username HE'S LOOKING SO GOOD LIKE MAN THOSE JAW HAIR AND EVERYTHING HOW'S HE EVEN REAL
⤷ lilymhe i can see you giggling and kicking you feet everytime you see this comment, yourusername 🤨🥸
username messy hair, white shirt, camera shy... you sure this man wasn't book adapted?
⤷ yourusername i'm sure he's doing some reading to match his book man persona😉
username coming out straight from cruel summer and fearless, also a little bit of national anthem demo with a splash of brooklyn baby
username she bagged a literal treasure
username WHERE DO I FIND A MAN LIKE HIM LIKE AAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHH
username time to swim (i can't swim)
username i need more beach mick content
⤷ username LIKE LITERALLY YEASSSSS
username someday they will post a yacht content
estebanocon my child is so big already
⤷ yourusername thanks dad❤️🥰
username you know what they said when a beach content could turn into a yacht one, and then a plane, boat, then pic in a total SURF BOARD?????
username how is he so boyfriend though i don't understand????
⤷ username he boyfriending too high he reached the sky
⤷ username YES SHE DID IT SHE TOOK THIS PIC WE LOVE YOU Y/N❤️😚‼️‼️
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mickschumacher she still got her ice cream, don't worry
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oliviarodrigo the prettiest of all the duckies and the humanities
⤷ yourusername literally blushing so hard LIKE NO U GIRLLLLL
username what flavor is that??
⤷ yourusername biscoff (my favourite!)
username this whole comments section is literally owned by her
⤷ username i mean while that time we owned hers by simping on her boyfriend, we also need to praise mother now
username she's literally the sweetest
username asking for her beach era now after her boyfriend dominate the beach look
username if mick's taylor, she could be lana
⤷ username why not jailor, burton to her taylor?
⤷ username 🗣️🗣️‼️EVERY LOVER KNOWN IN COMPARISON IS A FAILURE‼️‼️‼️🔊🗣️
mickschumacher my ice cream monster, i love her😚
⤷ username “ICE CREAM MONSTER” MAN LIKE NAAAHHH😭😭😭
⤷ yourusername at least it's saved by the emoji
⤷ pierregasly what if i delete the emoji and the ‘i love her’ part?
⤷ yourusername i'll end you right now, gasly
username AW THE RUBBER DUCKK🐤🐤
username she looks so happy i can see the shine in her eyes
username I MEET HER RN AND I DROP DEAD IMMEDIATELY
⤷ username omg what is she smells like??
⤷ username marc jacobs daisy and a bit of biscuit smell when she hugged me
⤷ username must be from the molten ice cream then
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mickschumacher better not to awake the sleeping lady
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yourusername you're lucky i love you
⤷ mickschumacher i'm sooo lucky😘
⤷ georgerussell63 get a room you mickschumacher!!
nicholashoult tell her brows to stop tensing
username defo bothered bcs that hair said she loved the dream
mickschumacher you looks so cute when you just woke up
⤷ yourusername that's better be true because here i look like a literal granny
username but she looks cute like this though
username hes so random😭😭 but the target is always her never esteban. right, estebanocon?
estebanocon found my new gf now hehe
⤷ username THE CASUAL HEHE MAN WDYM
⤷ username so that literally said they share her?
⤷ username probably he meant "my bf found a new gf hehe"
⤷ username i bet he's drunk
⤷ estebanocon je suis npt detuernk
⤷ username most definitely
username ESTEBAN'S COMMENT IS KILLING ME DAMN💀💀💀
username her hair looks like noodles...
username she become a grumpy lady now
username i'll be her too if i was distracted when i'm sleeping
⤷ username i mean aren't we all
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yourusername what beach era? i'm on my terrace girl era🥂
username she really said like, "forget my boyfriend beach look. i rule this now"
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⤷ username she's a girlboss look at her sitting position like that
username girlbossing too high she surpassed her post abt boyfriend's beach post
username SHE'S THE PRETTIEST
username sure i'll be switching sides now
username omg motherrrr😚😚
username she know she ate and left no crumb at the time she drink her champagne like that
username she literally has a beach waves when she's not in the beach
landonorris yeah you owned this you win
⤷ yourusername i know😄 don't forget your 50!
florencepugh y/n baby, go home the kids missed you
⤷ username so yall been betting this for the whole time?
⤷ yourusername omw🏎️
yourusername thank you to sir lewishamilton for the fashion advice
⤷ mickschumacher I'M LITERALLY RIGHT HERE!
⤷ lewishamilton anytime, darling❤️
⤷ mickschumacher why are you asking lewis help for your fashion, when LITERALLY your (cool, stylish) boyfriend is here.
⤷ yourusername oh no, that period wasn't gonna be good
username oh no mother and father is arguing☹️😫
⤷ mickschumacher it better be.
⤷ yourusername i'll try😬🥴
⤷ username yourusername just ask for his help next time gee
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mickschumacher week with the lady (and tessa too)
👤: yourusername
username i miss you guys sm
yourusername i can see tessa's eyes for help
⤷ lissiemackintosh more like eyes for saying that she's comfy actually🥰
username the color is matching i love it
username i love his sunglasses though, very classy
⤷ mickschumacher LOOK yourusername CLASSY
⤷ mickschumacher i look cool, so no need for lewis's advice for fashion again
⤷ yourusername damn okay geez
username i love how he stayed with the topic for that long y/n you okay
⤷ yourusername peachy.
username notice how the three of them has blonde hair (except for angie)
username he is so hot
username why are they fighting here?
⤷ georgerussell63 forgot to not to switch accounts for bantering i guess...
gina_schumacher 😐😐😐
⤷ yourusername should i or mick who say sorry
⤷ gina_schumacher both.
username since when is he looks so cool?
⤷ username since that time y/n used lewis's help for fashion
⤷ username damn i know it can change him to be like this instantly😔😔
username oh i didn't know like they've got angie's sibling here
⤷ username so do i, until today tho
⤷ username they're a dog parents
⤷ username but tessa is so cute, and both of the dogs are female
⤷ username it's their personal pet, so both tessa and angie are not owned by together
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estebanocon replying to yourusername story!
estebanocon: i think i've had enough with you guys thinking that this whole instagram is yours
yourusername: 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️
yourusername: just admit it, you will do it too with your girlfriend next time. consider it as a revenge
yourusername: but i'll do it better tho😄
estebanocon: that's not helping y/n
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estebanocon they just appeared at the farm
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yourusername i didn't know that you were capturing us??????????
⤷ username girl admit it you know
mickschumacher idk about that but you looked like you know
⤷ yourusername i swear i thought he's making a vlog for himself
⤷ mickschumacher that's quite of a bullshit
⤷ yourusername you fucker
pierregasly i wasn't there but i can sense a lie...
alpinef1team she looked at the camera tho...🫢
⤷ yourusername alpine admin you're playing on a very thin ice rn
estebanocon i'm just providing the evidence
⤷ username ESTEBAN BEING NEUTRAL IS MY MOOD AS IF FOR RN
username omg the banter😭😭😭😭
username the way alpine admin just hopping up is so💀💀💀
username but i kinda believe y/n though idk
yourusername listen up i'm not really realizing abt the camera okay, i just see it but not posing
⤷ charlottesiine you're literally just posing
⤷ yourusername shut up
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yourusername replying to mickschumacher's story!
yourusername: you son of a gun
yourusername: lucky that you're my boyfriend
yourusername: and whose dog is that?
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spideysbruh · 4 months
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Engaged
a/n- wedding one next ? 🤔 also happy new year !!!!
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y/n nothing matters but you.
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ynandtimmystan they've been together for so long I hope they get married and have babies and then THEY become nepo babies and the cycle just continues fr
paulsdunes ellos son mis padres fr
rachelzegler I LOVE YOU I MISS YOU
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y/n I MISS YOU MOREEEE LIKE SO MUCH SO BAD I miss our sleepovers 💔
tchalamet pretty girl. I'm so lucky.
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@y/n just tweeted- it's me and my loves anniversary soon omg. six years!!!!! where did the time go omg
@wonkasyn replied- six years omg...
@ynsgf replied- are yall doing anything special?🫶
@coolyn replied- "my love" we already know it's timmy girl 😭😭
@timandyn replied to @coolyn- LMAOO she's probably just used to referring to him as her bf, love, etc. she does have a personal life yk 🙄
@ynslipgloss replied- if yall ever break up I'll lose all hope in the world
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tchalamet 🍫🍫🍒🍑
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paulsatreides the emojis 💀💀
y/n im-
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kylesgirlfriend the way its completely unrelated too like he's just horny fr😭😭
y/n my personal chocolatier 😍😍😩😩
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y/n I love you weirdo
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y/n soooo we've been keeping a lil secret for a few weeks... i'm happily with you for eternity my beautiful, beloved man. you've seen me at my worst, at my best and everything in between and youre still here. I've never loved anybody more than I love you. from the day we met, I knew i would love you forever.
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hellatightkyle NO WAYYY OMGGGG
ynsdune OMFG my parents
rachelzegler CONGRATULATIONSSSS I LOVE YOU GUYS
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tchalamet my heart is still racing from that day. I love you forever. thank you for making me the happiest person in the entire fucking world.
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y/n no baby, thank YOU for loving me and making me the happiest person ever.
ynscurtains I KNEW ITTT OMFGGG for their six year anniversary
zendaya so glad to be your personal photographer that day
tsgf it ain't gonna last 💀
hellatightkyle he's not gonna date you 🗣🗣
sabrinacarpenter CONGRATU FUCKING LATIONS OMGGG
y/n I haven't stopped crying sab help
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tchalamet I knew you'd say yes. but I was still so fucking nervous. asking you to be my wife was nerve wracking, but also so exciting and exhilarating and just the absolute greatest thing ive ever done. I'll never forget how beautiful you looked that day. I love you, I adore you. seeing that ring on your finger everyday fills me with so much joy, pride and love. what a lucky man I am to be marrying you.
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atreidesdune god when will I find a man like him
l/nology HIS CAPTION OMGGG he loves her so much 😭😭🫶💕💕💕
y/n crying. I'm the lucky one.
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ynandtimmystan I'm literally a genius
florencepugh CONGRATULATIONS MY LOVESSS
ynslauries I love how he always says he's so lucky to be with her 🥺🥺🥺 how i want my men.
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“no grave can hold my body down I’ll crawl home to her”
Angst no happy ending
Warnings(death)(just utter sadness)
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Everything had gone wrong, wrong wrong wrong. Nobody knew where to start from the bad intel to the breaking news that would rock not only the entire team of 141 as a whole but their families. Simon was a man who didn’t have much of a heart to hear beating but joined the military with sorrow and he would leave with it too.
As he lay there everything falling before him, he’d heard stories of people seeing their lives flash in the face of death as a lookbook of sin and glory.
The smile that spread across his chapped, thin lips, too far gone to see the way prices head bowed as his eyes glazed over.
He remembered the day of glory no day ever would amount in comparison.
The air was peached and refreshing, the men standing behind him that had grown as he had through the parts of his life that mattered now.
The beautiful scenery that surrounds them, the ocean dark blue but shinning as the moon scattered across its horizon, the breeze chilling but not cold the anticipation building in his guts.
The men and everyone outside stood to their feet as the music plays the familiar tune. Here comes the bride. It was amazing the he stood unmasked in the night unfazed and comfortable.
Unmasked he was, he had released himself from the shouldering worry of enemies he had let ghost go this was just Simon Riley. A soft chuckle and a thought…..
His wife, his beautiful beloved wife. The beautiful hibiscus bundled in her hands the lace vail blowing down the front of her face the tears cascading down his face were a sight when the music had ended and he’d had his hands in yours.
The pastors voice drowned out by the captured gaze between him and his bride a warm cough, from said pastor signaling it was time for vows to be exchanged taking the diamond ring that was everything she’d ever want to her finger after repeating the pastors vows he gave some of his own.
“I vow that when death takes my hand
I’ll hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime I breathe in
I vow to never let you fret, cry or be scared as long as I am on earth
I vow to understand, please and thank you for accepting my deepest love till death fights me down
I love you”
He’d done his very best to life up to that, and he had succeeded no matter how far or near he was he made sure to call or send a message in some way to let you know he was still here and loving you.
It wasn’t very long before the weight on his body got a little heavier, he remembered the second greatest day of his life.
“Guess what!” His newlywed wife asked
“Wha’” the gruff man responded a wide smile on his thinner lip, with her simple ask his eyes were closed and his hands were out and open.
A delicate picture frame had appeared in his hands it was there wedding photo blown up and framed in a white wooden frame.
“It gorgeous hon’” was all he could say it took the breath from him. Thinking about that day still felt like a dream but having the proof in his hands was spectacular.
“What’s wrong?”
“Um… I got a call from John there a mission that he wants me on I know that after we got married I said I’d retire and I will be he needs me this will be the last one I promise love”
And He’d later go on to get the photo tattooed on the whole of his back as a mural for you by him.
He knew he was dying not when he heard his yelling caption asking him to hold on just a little longer, soap calling for him to keep his eyes open nor the evac arrive airlifting him to a hospital.
It was when he couldn’t hear your voice anymore, when your face got blurry when he tried his damn hardest to see it he knew it was over.
But he needed to make good on his word, he had to get back to you to say a goodbye weakly raising with wired hands the monitors ringing away.
Not that he could tell the difference between them or the ringing in his ears price jumping up to try and settle him. “Riley lay down you’re going to make it worse.” He firmly but yet scared told him man.
Shaking his had left to right “call er” he rasped out “call er now I need my wife!” Death was going to take him yes but it wasn’t going to take his last moment from his wife.
You don’t know how you got to the hospital but you did just in time charging your way past anything, breathing only with your gotten spotty vision jumping to his side and his arms.
“This isn’t My choice hon but I hope I did well being your love but please find another” it would kill him again to watch you from beyond drowning in sorrow.
“I don’t want them I want you” you tired you hardest to not break down to make him feel like he did anything wrong.
He didn’t this was all out of either of your control.
“You have me you’ll be the only one to have me.”
There it was the weight was much too heavy to fight and he had a light heart hold his loved hands in one death on his chest.
He laughs at the thought he had all those years ago
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playfully-sadistic · 4 months
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stardustkrishnaverse · 7 months
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okay inspired by this post
🦚 MY HCS ABT HOW KRISHNA TEXTS 🦚
- sends you cheesy rizz like 'did it hurt when you fell from swarg 😩💘✨️' BUT IT WORKS EVERY TIME
- AND SOMETIMES ITS RLY SMOOTH FR
- sends outdated memes
- when you send meme spam he reacts to each one of them individually
- the most charming sweetheart texter ever
- wants all ur attention
- *sends cute couple activities or cafes* thought of you sakhi~ 🥰
- dramatic af
- also top quality advice for literally every life problem
- pvt snapchat story for gopis and gopas where kanha posts daily fit pics hahaha (he know its the 💅kanha thirst💅 grp fr lool)
-- > takes a selfie with radharani literally every time he sees her and posts it with caption 'RADHE ❤️'
-- > (leads to some rly funny candids of radharani 🤭🤭)
y/n: *sends cute pic of self*
krishna : *sends selfie of him swooning* caption: AAAAAAHHHHHHH MY HEARRTTTTT 😩😩😩😩😩😩🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵💘💘💘💘💘🫶🫶🫶🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💞💞💕💕💕💞💞😍😍😍😍💕💕💕💕💕💓💓💓💓💝💝💝💝💝
krishna : SAKHI IM DYING
y/n : OMG WHAT
y/n : KANHA???
y/n : ?????
y/n : WHERE R U
y/n : BALDAU DOESNT KNOW HWERE U ARE EITHER 😭😭😭
y/n : TELL ME IF UR OKAY
[10hrs later]
krishna : dying without ur love 😩👌
[left on seen]
krishna : SAKHI COME BACK
krishna : 🚨🚨🚨 DANCE PARTY DROP EVERYTHING NOW 🕺💃🪩 🚨🚨🚨
y/n : *sends a meme that's not even that funny tbh*
krishna: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
krishna : you're so funny sakhi~~
krishna : 🤣🤣😂😂
krishna : hey sakhi have u seen my flute anywhere i can't find itttt 😭😭😭😭
krishna : nvm it was in my dhoti waistband
krishna : silly me !
krishna : 😆
krishna : got worried for a sec !
- its all for the attention of his beloved sakhis 🥰
y/n : ...yknow u don't have to try so hard u already got me whipped 😂
BONUS BALARAM:
- literally everyones contact name for him is 'Dau'
- sophisticated texter, reacts to all ur msgs with 👍 emoji
- replies either the second u msg him or 5mins after with profuse apologies for late response
- daily hydration reminders
- daily bedtime reminders
- daily "Sorry, but have you seen Kanha anywhere?"
- "I have posted you some herbal tea and face masks. Take care of yourself, you deserve it!"
- will cook for u in exam szn
- 'Some positivity for your day 🥰' *sends 7 cat vids*
- on ur speed dial
- on everyones speed dial
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noxnephilim · 1 year
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HUSH NOW MY DARLING
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A/n: You discovered what your beloved husband did.
He was at work when it happened. You had just come back home from the supermarket when you saw the package at your front door. Strange enough, but you inspected it, trying to discern if it was something dangerous or not.
After that, you took it inside and left it on the table. You had to set the groceries in the cupboard and start lunch. It would be only a matter of 30 minutes before he was back.
While you left the food to warm, you looked at the package. It wasn't very heavy, so you assumed it was some of his notebooks. Instead, you found some photos.
You sat down, taking and inspecting each one of them.
It was a mistake.
They all represented a brutal murder or a grotesque image, and behind each one of them a caption "Are you sure you know your husband well?" or "This is who he really is".
Tears were falling freely out of your eyes. Shock and trauma overwhelmed you. It couldn't be, he would never...
The door opened, and you flinched. He was back. Your body froze on the chair. You wanted to run, to flee, but you also wanted him to reassure you and deny any of those photos.
You didn't know what to make of it.
He was now behind you, wondering why you didn't greet him. He understood now why.
You turned around, now sobbing hard and shaking, you pleaded with him to tell you it had all been a sick joke, nothing more. "Y/n, it's not. It's all real, and you know it," he said.
You tried to flee, but his arm caught you and pulled you into his chest. He shushed you, gently wiping your tears away. "I would never hurt you, love. You are very important to me," he said in your ears, lowly, while rocking side to side.
You sobbed until exhaustion stopped you. He held you so gently and spoke honeyed words that were so sincere; you didn't know what to believe in anymore.
He allowed you to take your time to process the traumatic truth. If he pushed you, he could risk everything he worked for. He didn't want to lose you just yet.
Barricaded in the bedroom, with him nearby, you called his name from the other side of the door. You felt his steps coming closer, but stopping just short of the door.
Unlocking it, you faced him for the first time in days. He was open, patiently waiting. You closed the gap, and put your head on his shoulder, waiting for his arms to embrace you. And he didn't waste time.
"Promise me," you started slowly, unsure about what to say next, "you won't bring... that into the house. I...it's too much for me" you went on, hopefully he would understand what you were trying to say.
"Of course, love. I'm sorry you had to see that," he said, genuinely meaning it. He wanted to expose you to this side of him, in his own terms, though. " Do you... know who sent those photos?" you continued. He paused, deciding if he should tell you the truth or not.
"Yes, I did," he said, waiting, " did you... . bring him there, like the others?" you asked, reciprocating the hug. He squeezed you tight, before answering, "yes, I did" .
Silence fell, but you were strikingly calm about it. "okay" you concluded. Disentangling from him, you turned back into the bedroom, exhausted. He followed you and simply stood beside you.
"You will tell me the truth when you go there?" he nodded, caressing your hair, "okay. I love you, you know," you mumbled, before falling asleep.
"So do I, moth, so do I," he said, before leaving the room, letting the dogs on the bed.
He had some work to do, but now that everything was resolved, he could feel lighter.
He hadn't lost you, and that was all that mattered.
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bbyquokka · 1 year
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dress up!
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pairing: kim seungmin x gender neutral reader
genre: fluff – MDNI
synopsis: seungmin isnt home, meaning you're bored, so you decide to play dress up! 
warnings: pet names, not proof-read  
words: 1.2k ~ (1253)
☆ m.list — ☆ you can also read it on my ao3
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dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!
“will you be ok, yn?” 
“i'll be fine minnie. don't worry about me. you go and have fun with felix and innie!” 
“are you sure? because i can always stay home an–” you cut him off by kissing him sweetly, laughing at his slightly shocked expression. 
“a million percent sure. go! have fun with them and make sure you eat plenty, my darling.” seungmin hums, his eyebrow raised slightly.
“mhmm. fine fine.” he laughs, walking to the entryway. you watch him put on his shoes and coat. spring is just around the corner meaning the weather is getting warmer and that seungmin doesn't have to bother wearing his winter coat and boots anymore.
he zips up his jacket before turning to face you. he holds your waist gently, that smirk that you love so much plastered on his face. you giggle, feeling yourself getting flustered as seungmin pulls you flush against his body.
“are you sure you're going to be ok baby?” he asks for the millionth time. you giggle as you interlock your fingers behind his neck.
“i'll be fine minnie. it's only for a few hours anyways! you go have fun with felix and innie. go play some games and eat some food. you all deserve it, you've worked hard.”
“mhm.” seungmin hums, gently rocking you both side to side before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “i'm going to miss you.” his voice muffled against your skin, breath fanning against it gently. you let out a soft laugh, raking your fingers through his soft hair.
“you'll only be gone for a couple of hours darling.”
“i know but i want to stay by your side for eternity.”
“and you will minnie. you're mine and i am yours, forever and always.”
“forever and ever?”
“for eternity. we will grow old together, adopt many cats and dogs and when we pass, we will be reborn and meet each other in another life.”
seungmin pulls away from your neck before pressing his lips against yours. the kiss is sweet, laced with love with each movement from you both. you hum softly, feeling yourself melt into the kiss. you press your body firmly against his as an attempt to get closer to him.
“minnie..” you sigh softly as you feel his lips trail down your jawline to your neck. he peppers soft kisses on the skin, occasionally sucking. “you have to leave or you'll be late..”
“few more minutes.”
“you don't have a few more minutes. you'll be late. innie will shout at you, we all know how he doesn't like people being late.”
seungmin lets out a deep groan as he pulls away. you giggle softly, fixing his hair before kissing his cheek gently.
“you're right. you're always right.” you hum, giving him a smug look to which he laughs and rolls his eyes at. “yeah yeah. i'll be off baby. i'll text you as much as i can baby!”
“don't worry about me Minnie, i'll be fine. go have funnn!” 
“yes yes. goodbye darling.” you wave seungmin off, watching him walk out and close the door behind him. you grin to yourself as you rush to the kitchen. you grab your secret stash of snacks and candy (you love seungmin but you don't want to share everything with him) before plopping yourself onto the sofa. you turn on the tv to indulge in your favourite series you've been catching up on.
you manage to watch two fifty minute episodes before getting bored. you let out a hefty sigh, the feeling of missing your beloved slowly creeping up on you.
“i'm bored..” you mumble to yourself, looking around the room. you don't fancy playing games or browsing social media. you know what you want, but the person you want to do it with, isn't here right now.
you grab your phone and open up Instagram to see a selfie of seungmin, felix and Jeongin all together captioned with “going to beat these losers 😈” you laugh to yourself, liking the picture before shuffling off the sofa.
you walk to the wardrobe of your shared bedroom, flinging open the doors. you smile to yourself as you pull seungmin's infamous grey hoodie with the red heart, off the rack. you hold it close to your chest, inhaling his scent. a wave of warmth washes over your body, making you feel less lonely.
you strip yourself down to your underwear, throwing on his hoodie. you embrace how soft it feels. how comfortable and warm it feels on your naked skin. his musk yet gentle sent tickling your nostrils, making your mind cloud over with nothing but thoughts of your lover.
you grab his grey sweats, the same sweats he wears on his lazy days to lounge around in at home. you put his sweats on before looking in the mirror and giggling to yourself. you look ridiculous, but you feel so warm, so loved. like he is with you at this moment.
you miss him. it's only been a few hours but you miss him so much. you're so used to having him by your side, surprising you with kisses and hugs from behind. sitting on the sofa and commenting on the series you may be watching. 
“gosh, i hope you're home soon minnie.” you mumble to yourself, pulling the sleeves of the hoodie over your hands.
you drag your feet to the living area, plopping down on the sofa as you grab your phone. you browse Instagram once again in hopes of seeing any updates from the boys–but nothing. you sigh softly, throwing your phone to the side of you. your ears perk up at the sound of the front door opening.
you spring up onto your feet, rushing over to seungmin. he looks at you with wide eyes before laughing softly as you collide into his chest. you nuzzle into him, the fresh air and café food has left a distinct smell on his clothing that lingers in your nostrils.
“hi baby.” 
“minnie.” you hum, clinging onto his coat.
“missed me?”
“how can you tell?” you look up at him through your lashes. he grins, kissing your forehead gently.
“well, i haven't managed to take my shoes and coat off yet, darling.”
“mhm, maybe a little then.”
“just a little?” he says with a raised brow and a slight smirk 
“ok ok. a lot.” you pout, pulling away to give him chance to settle in. “i thought you'd be gone longer, minnie.”
“well, after all the gaming and food, we all kind of got tired. plus, i couldn't bear spending any more minutes away from you.”
“oh hush.” you mumble, cheeks turning red slowly. seungmin looks at you up and down before laughing softly.
“you must have missed me so much, baby, to dress up in my clothing.”
you flush bright red as you feel a wave of shyness wash over you. you shift your weight from one foot to the other as you play with the sleeves of the hoodie.
“yeah.. i did. plus, your clothing looks so comfortable so i had to try it on.” you pout.
“had to? or want to?” 
“both.” you giggle as seungmin laughs before ruffling your hair. “what do you think?” you grin, giving seungmin a little twirl. he laughs softly as he watches you, humming and nodding his head as he admires his clothing on you.
“you look adorable baby. my clothing really suits you. I think you should dress up some more.”
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note: part of starry's treasure trove!
i know it's been a while since the last fic but im coming up to the last month of my uni studies (until i have to do it all over again, yay) may is my most important and nerve-wracking month so im a lil occupied & stressed :)))) when its all over, then i will have a lot of free time to read and write! thank you for being patient with me :'( 🖤
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mysillytdsideblog · 7 months
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Hello! I am in the middle of a td hyperfixation, and my brain has chosen Mike and his system as The Precious, so I was super happy to see a blog producing content for my beloved. For a question, because I'd like to see another hc/idea, what do you think happened that landed their system in juvie?
Sorry if you've already discussed this somewhere!!
I think Mal was the host during this time, I think he wanted to be in juvie a bit just to get away from his parents but was mad that he couldn’t do whatever he wanted to do.
Mal got them landed in juvie in the first place. He was a very reckless petty criminal but got away with most bc he was good at manipulation, which he learned from trying to survive his abusive parents.
Then, one day Vito got into a pretty public fight with someone, Mal came out and resisted arrest too. Both Mal and Vito acted very rude in probation and broke the rules of it a lot. Mal leaning more towards petty theft and Vito towards picking fights. Obviously they found out, and he got sent to juvie.
They didn’t know they were a system before they had a court ordered psychiatrist visit them in juvie on account of staff noticing he has a “possible trauma disorder” because he was having PTSD episodes and switching a lot (it wasn’t as obvious, but his opinions and reactions kept rapidly changing).
I think Mike was scared out of his MIND!!!! He didn’t want to be there at all. He didn’t even feel like he deserved to be in there because he was following rules and doing what he needed to do, he didn’t know about Mal and Vito breaking rules at that time but once he found out he was even more confused and scared that he was having these blackouts. He thought he was secretly evil or something.
Mike actually fronted a lot in juvie. Mal used this to his advantage to gain people’s trust to get closer to them.
Mike doesn’t like the fact he was ever in juvie. He keeps it as a secret because he’s extremely conscious about his image. He feels like his mental problems and family issues are enough to drive people away, he doesn’t need more of a reason for people to leave him.
Manitoba wasn’t created yet, Chester was aware of everything and he complained about it all the time, and Svetlana was too scared to front.
Vito was annoyed to be in Juvie but he was very social in it, which was a good and bad thing. He met a lot of people he got along with, and a lot he didn’t. And Vito has a problem with anger and fighting, which got them a lot longer of a stay. He made quite a lot of friends despite that, none of which he ever saw again.
Mal wasn’t keen on making friends, he preferred to get to know people only so he could use them to do his bidding, get him things, and make living there easier for him. He used people for money a lot and stole from his “friends”. But he always kept buddy-buddy with them out of obligation.
He did find tormenting those who already didn’t like them fun. He had a lot of pent up aggression from dealing with abuse, and took it out on those around him. He would do just horrible shit that would intimidate anyone from messing w/ him.
Duncan was SCARED of him. He totally didn’t cross his path unless approached, which he was only really asked for money and supplies which he always gave them.
Mal was sooooo theatrical. Obviously, his signature whistle that he would do walking down the hall. He also did it when he was about to confront someone, so thats how people would know shit was about to go down.
People stayed away from Mike a lot because they knew what would happen if they didn’t. Mike was very lonely and he didn’t like Vito’s friends at all so he would try to avoid them. He just assumed they wanted something from him, he didn’t know they were already established friends with him.
A lot of people think Mal lost a tooth in a fistfight, but honestly I see it more as his parents never giving him dental care. (Image of baby eating sand with the caption I let him eat sand because I dont like him)
His parents called him in juvie, mostly to yell at him for being such a bad child and “ruining their family”. Mal didn’t let this bother him, but Mike took it hard and hated himself.
Mal never wanted to leave juvie, it was like a vacation from abuse. At Vito’s age the abuse towards him had already stopped but he was glad he didn’t have to see his abuser(s) on a regular basis.
When they were forced to get therapy, Mal told everything he knew in order to hopefully bring his parents to justice, but he only got a diagnosis out of it.
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