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cat3ch1sm · 11 months

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Hi, sorry this is my first time asking somebody something and English is not my first language so I apologize in advance.

I hope this is the right way to send in requests (I feel like a grandma using this app tbh 💀) but anyway I am in love with how you write chrollo and I honestly cant get enough.

So could you maybe write about Chrollo having an insecure s/o like she actually looks basic and even if she styles her hair and puts makeup on while wearing something pretty it doesn't make her feel beautiful so she rather wears casual clothes? I hope it is not too much

But again thank you for your writing <3

🕸️~ hello!! i’ll be happy to write your request, and dw you sent it in correctly lol💚 im very happy to see that you like the way i write chrollo, the whole reason i write is to make you all happy! without further ado, let’s get into the writing. enjoy, ily <333 so sorry for the wait btw :(( @shyminnie07

♥*♡∞:｡.｡ fem!reader

𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐱 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

You stared at yourself in the mirror, brows furrowed in thought. You’d spent the last hour and a half styling your hair, doing your makeup, getting dressed up, and accessorizing just to stand in front of the bathroom sink and not feel any different. Your boyfriend, Chrollo, and you were supposed to attend a prestigious gathering of crime syndicates and leaders, but standing here now, you were wondering if maybe you should back out. Chrollo was sure to be the most important figure at this gala, and to have a plain girl like you on his arm wouldn’t be a good look for him. No, people would be expecting a drop dead gorgeous girl, a woman rather, one who walked with pride and exhibited an aura of confidence and sophistication. That just wasn’t you.

With a sigh, you began to slip the gold bracelets from your wrists, letting them clatter to the sink counter. They just felt like dead weight. Carefully, you began to do the same to your necklaces.

You weren’t expecting Chrollo to walk in then, entering your bathroom in a very elegant black and red suit and tie. His hair was down and his forehead bandaged as it usually was when you two went out. The dark colors of his clothes brought out the paleness of his gray eyes, easy to get lost in as usual.

Seeing Chrollo look so lovely only confirmed your doubts, and still fiddling with your necklace clasp, you gave him a halfhearted smile as he came up to you.

Chrollo’s lips spread into a warm, dazzling smile. “My love, you look absolutely stunning tonight.” He noticed you trying to undo your necklace and moved behind you, thinking that you needed help putting it on. “Do you need help with your necklace, dear?”

You stepped away from Chrollo’s hands moving up to your neck, letting out a nervous laugh. “Ah, thank you, but it’s alright. I was just going to take it off.” Finally, you managed to undo the clasp of the necklace and set the silver chain on the counter.

Chrollo seemed confused. “Take it off? But it looks so lovely on you.”

You paused, not knowing how to respond, but when you saw yours and Chrollo’s reflection in the mirror, you remembered what you were going to say. “That’s a sweet thing to say. But… I hate to disappoint you, but I don’t think I’ll be going to this event with you.” You sighed and dropped your gaze, not wanting to see Chrollo’s reaction.

“How come?” Chrollo asked, trying to meet your gaze but unable to find your eyes. “Sweetheart, is something the matter? Did I do something to upset you?”

You shook your head frantically. “Oh, no, of course not! I just… don’t think I should be seen with you.”

Chrollo paused for a moment. “Is it safety you’re worried about? It is a valid concern… but if anybody tries to harm you at all, I’ll kill them. You know that.”

“Ah, no, it’s not safety. It’s just…” You trailed off. How were you supposed to tell him that you simply weren’t pretty enough to go to such an event with someone like Chrollo? It seemed so shallow. But you just couldn’t bring yourself to embarrass him with your presence. At least for this event, he deserved someone more desirable to the eye.

“Chrollo, look at you.” You gestured to the mirror, and he followed your gaze. “Everything about you is just so… perfect. There’s nothing out of place about you.” Your eyes briefly darted to your own reflection before instinctively dropping again. “And then there’s just me, I guess.” You didn’t really know what to say after that, instead picking up the necklace you’d taken off and twirling the chain around your finger.

Chrollo was silent for a bit. “Just you?” he queried. “What does that mean?”

You weren’t expecting the question, but you answered it anyway. “Well, I mean-“ you threw your hands up and dropped them back down again- “it’s just me. I’m not really all that pretty. Even with makeup and nice clothes on, I’m nowhere near your level. I would really just make you look bad.” Feeling like you’d said too much, you started out the bathroom, but Chrollo took your wrist in his hand before you could get out of reach. Gently, he turned you around until you were face-to-face with him.

He looked you up and down, his gray eyes meaningful. For a moment he didn’t say anything.

“Oh, my love, if only you could see yourself the way I see you,” Chrollo finally sighed, the wistful look in his eyes making you avert yours.

You rolled your eyes a little, trying to seem dismissive and like you didn’t care, but it was a facade. “Yeah, me too, I guess.”

“Look at me.” Chrollo took your chin in his hand and turned your face back towards him, making you startle in surprise and immediately drop your gaze again.

“Beauty isn’t in the eyes of the beholder but rather in the mind of its owner. If you genuinely don’t believe you’re beautiful, I can’t convince you otherwise. But you are. Really.” Chrollo lifted your chin up, making you look at him this time. “However, if you really don’t want to accompany me to the gala, I won’t make you. I’d hate for you to feel insecure.” Chrollo released your face and peered into your eyes again, making sure you understood him.

You hesitated before answering, twisting a strand of hair around your finger as you gazed tentatively into the mirror. “I think this time around I’ll just… stay here.”

Chrollo nodded understandingly. “Whatever you’d like, Y/N.” He glanced in the mirror briefly, straightening his tie before walking to the bathroom door. “If you’d like me to bring you back anything, let me know. Have a good night, my love.” And with that, he was gone.

(ew that was ass wtf)

(cat3ch1sm stop ending every story the same way challenge (IMPOSSIBLE))

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marblemoonstones · 7 months

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🩵 catharsis ~ chapter five

I apologize if there are any minor holes or grammatical errors. feedback is welcome, but please be respectful. :)

*any similarities to other fics are accidental*

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bts ot7 x reader

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*warnings: ❗️any characters in the story have nothing to do with their real life counterparts❗️f reader, reader with glasses, use of the word ‘damn’ (lol don’t know if that counts as a curse word, but I’ll still put it as a warning)

word count: ~ 3.6k

Now that Hoseok and I aren’t completely enemies, I notice that the boys are happier. I know they’re happy that we’re getting along, and I’ll admit that I’m also happier. I no longer feel super awkward around Hoseok, and he then tells me to call him ‘Hobi.’ A giant step, if I do say so myself.

The school year drags goes on, and I throw myself deep into piles of homework and semi-late nights. If I’m not doing homework, I lie on my bed and binge k-dramas, usually falling asleep while watching.

It’s another normal Wednesday, and I’m walking to class when I hear a voice call out behind me, “Y/n! Wait up!”

I turn and see Jungkook and…Taehyung? What’s he doing here? I thought that he had a shoot today. He is going to showcase his new line of clothes, which he calls ‘Reflection.’ I saw a couple of his sketches and they were gorgeous formal gowns.

I turn around.

“What’s up…Tae why are you here? I thought that you had a shoot today.”

“That’s…why…I’m…here…” Tae pants, tired from running.

“What TaeTae here is trying to say is that yes, there is a shoot today, and yes, we need you to model in it! Our model is sick, so our first thought was you!”

I’m shocked. Me? A model? I may not hate my appearance, but I’m still human and am insecure about being in front of a camera.

“Me? No way. You’re funny. I can’t model!”

“Why not? You’re gorgeous and perfect for the role.” Taehyung says, not panting anymore.

My cheeks flame, and I say quietly, “Girls with glasses can’t be models.”

I’ve seen many different models on ads and online, and while there is diversity and inclusion, I almost never see models with glasses. (author here-I agree with this and think that there should be more models with glasses. the only celeb that I can think of is actress anna cathcart. love her so much!!) I love my glasses, but sometimes I feel like there are so many stereotypes around people with glasses. I don’t feel comfortable with contacts, so I’ve embraced the beauty of wearing glasses.

After I say this, both boys frown at my answer.

“What do you mean?” Jungkook asks me.

“You know…there aren’t many models with glasses. I’m definitely not fit for this role. You should try to find someone else, like Hwasa.”

“But we want you, y/n. That’s why we’re here. Please won’t you come? If you absolutely don’t feel comfortable, no pressure. But we could use you.”

I hate making quick decisions, as I like to plan out the outcomes of each choice and then decide. I guess today’s a day for being spontaneous because I cave after seeing Jungkook and Taehyung’s puppy eyes.

“Okay, I’ll do it.”

They cheer.

“Yes! C’mon, let’s go!” They start walking to the car.

I follow behind them, my class forgotten. Oh well. Today was only a review day, and I can do it online later so it’ll be fine.

My brain starts racing, the thought of not being good enough crossing it often. I’ve never even modeled before! I have no clue what I’m doing.

I sit in the backseat, trying to calm my nerves. Eventually we reach a grand looking building with gorgeous pillars.

“Wow…it’s beautiful,” I marvel, staring at the vintage yet ornate detailing.

“Yeah it is…now we’ve got to go! We’re already behind schedule,” Taehyung urges.

Us three rush inside, where there’s a grand staircase and a ballroom to the right. Both are filled with people rushing around. Stylists, hair and makeup people, producers, etc. Taehyung is talking to a woman who looks professional and serious with a headset. She nods, and then gestures for me to follow her.

“Go with Sasha! She’s my assistant and she’ll take you to hair and makeup!”

I rush after Sasha, trying to keep up with her long strides. There’s a hair and makeup crew set up in a smaller room off into the corner.

Sasha pops her head in and says, “Here’s the new model. Same look as planned and make it quick.” She then spins on her heel and walks away.

The stylists put me in a chair and have me take my glasses off. There are expensive makeup palettes and high-end hair products everywhere. They make quick work of me, and I try to stay as still as possible. My hair is being curled and put up in a half-up style.

Finally, they tell me to put my glasses back on. I do, and am stunned by how I look. Deep red eyeshadow with a hint of gold sparkle and matching lip make me look sophisticated and my glasses showcase the eye makeup. My hair is bouncy from the curls and they put it into a simple half-up style with a small gold clip and pieces of my hair framing my face. I have never felt more beautiful.

“Wow, thank you. You all did such an amazing job!” I repeat over and over to them.

They all smile sheepishly and wave it off, saying “It’s our job!”

Sasha comes back, and nods her approval, then rushes me off to wardrobe. The wardrobe woman put me in a stunning wine-colored dress that’s off the shoulder and has drapes of fabric around my shoulders. The waist has subtle gold detailing, and the skirt is full and loose around my gold heels (think ballgown). Gloves that match hit me slightly above the elbow, and I feel like a princess. I cannot believe that Taehyung designed this.

Sasha comes yet again, but this time we’re going to start the shoot. As she leads me out to the grand staircase, I see Tae with a worried look on his face. But, as soon as he sees me, it melts into an awestruck smile.

“Y/n…you look absolutely perfect. That dress was made for you!”

“I can’t believe you designed this Tae, it’s so beautiful,” I say, smoothing my skirt down, looking at the glamorous design.

“It’s not the design but the person wearing it,” Taehyung says, still looking at me.

“Hate to break this up, but we need to get started. Let’s get some solo shots before we include Jungkook,” Sasha interrupts.

Jungkook? What’s he doing? Is he a model too?

“Okay, y/n, go up to the staircase and place your hand on it and gaze out into the distance,” Taehyung orders, switching to full on director mode.

I do as he says, and try not to feel awkward as there are so many people watching and making adjustments to the hot lights and my dress.

“Perfect…” says the photographer, taking many photos.

“Great, now walk slowly down with your hand still on the railing and look slightly above my head with that same gaze.”

I try to do as Tae says, but he shakes his head at me. “You’re too stiff, loosen up a bit. Go up and try again.”

I do, trying not to feel like he’s disappointed in me. After multiple tries, me getting frustrated every time we have to start over, we finally get the shots that Taehyung wants.

After what seems like forever, we move on to the next style. I change into a black ballgown with capped sleeves and more long elbow length gloves and real diamonds on the skirt. My makeup is changed to a subtle smoky eye and bright red lip. Hair now upswept in a chignon, a detailed diamond headpiece rests heavily on my head. I feel like a Hollywood starlet.

“Okay! After Jungkook’s ready, we’ll start.”

I learned that Jungkook is going to be a model with me, as we’re going to do ‘romantic partner shots,’ which is what Sasha calls it.

I wait impatiently, the black heels hurting my feet and my head heavy with diamonds. It’s also late afternoon now, and I just want to change and go eat.

Jungkook finally shows, dressed in a classic tuxedo. I’ll admit, he looks like a fairytale prince.

“Let’s go over the windows and get some shots with the sun streaming in,” Taehyung instructs.

He then positions us in a class ‘romantic looking into each other’s eyes’ pose, with Kook’s left arm around my waist and my left hand holding the dress out slightly.

(ignore this horrible drawing. I only did it because I’m one who needs visual representation of what everything looks like and thought some people might need a pic lol)

I gulp as I stare into Jungkook’s big doe eyes. He’s so damn handsome, and I don’t feel that I deserve to be next to him.

He winks at me, and I swear I turn into a tomato. But, we have to continue holding our gaze until finally, Taehyung says we can move on.

The next pose is where Jungkook dips me. I’ll admit, this one is really fun to do. We have to do it may times, and each time I find myself falling harder into Jungkook’s eyes.

Taehyung says that he has one more idea and turns on instrumental music.

“Okay, for this last one I want you guys to waltz to the music. This will create more candid shots, so let’s start!”

Great. There’s only one problem with that.

“Jungkook,” I hiss under my breath, “I have no clue how to waltz.”

“I thought you were a dancer?” He asks me in a whisper.

“I do contemporary dance! Not ballroom dancing.” I laugh nervously, wondering how we’re going to pull this off.

“Just follow my lead,” Jungkook says, starting to step with me slowly.

I do as he says, and after stepping on his toes a couple times we fall into a rhythm. Soon the music fades away and all I can focus on is Jungkook. His handsome features, kind nature, soft smile…oh no. I like Jungkook.

And then I stumble.

“Y/n! Are you okay?” Jungkook asks me worriedly, and I just nod, too dazed with my feelings to respond in words.

“Are you sure?” Tae asks me as well, concerned look on his face.

“I’m fine guys, really,” I assure them.

“Okay, well we got all the shots that we needed, so you’re both free to leave! I have to stay here for a while, though,” Taehyung says, still in director mode.

“Don’t be so serious Tae! But you’d better come home before midnight because otherwise Joon-hyung will be mad at you,” Jungkook says, going to kiss Taheyung’s cheek.

“Okay okay Kook. I’ll probably be back by seven tonight, so don’t worry,” Taehyung laughs, going back to the person I know.

“Good. I love you,” Jungkook says, rubbing his nose against Tae’s.

“Love you too my little bunny,” Taehyung teases.

“Hey! I told you not to call me that!”

Jungkook and I change and I take off the heavy makeup, then we head home. I run my fingers through my hair, happy to have it loose and free again instead.

But as I get into the passenger seat, I can feel myself getting irritated with my feelings. God y/n, why do you like someone who’s taken? How do you get yourself into these situations?

“Hey y/n, you ok?” Jungkook’s voice brings me out of my thoughts.

“Oh! Yeah I’m fine, I’m just tired from the shoot,” I say, only half-lying.

“Yeah, the first couple shoots are pretty exhausting, but you did great for someone who’s never modeled before!” Jungkook praises.

I feel myself blush again. Why do I always blush at the most simple compliments? Oh wait, it’s because I like Jungkook.

“Thanks Kook,” I say, trying to not feel the sweat coursing through my body.

“Joon asked us if we could pick up pizza, so I placed the order while we were at the shoot,” Jungkook explains as we start going a different route.

“Just how many pizzas did you order?” I ask, knowing that their appetites are huge.

“Seven.”

“Seven?” I ask, surprised. But I shouldn’t be, because I know that the boys could probably each eat their own pizza.

“Yeah, Tae won’t eat with us so everyone gets their own!” Jungkook cheers as we pull into the pizza place.

“I’m not even sure that I can eat a whole pizza,” I admit, thinking of the greasy slices.

“It’s okay, leftovers!” Jungkook exclaims.

“Okay leftovers boy, let’s go,” I say, laughing at his enthusiasm.

We step into the pizza place and the smell immediately makes my stomach growl. Jungkook goes to the counter and says that he has a pick-up order, and after a minute seven fresh boxes come out. I carry three and Kook carries four.

We stack the boxes in my lap, and I can barely see over them.

“We’re almost there y/n,” Jungkook says, chuckling at my wide-eyed expression.

After a little bit we reach home.

Jungkook parks then opens my door for me, taking all of the pizza boxes.

I try to take some back but he waves me off, saying “You held them all the way home!”

Stepping through the garage door I yell out, “Pizza!”

Namjoon immediately puts down his laptop on the coffee table and comes to help us. We set up the boxes on the counter.

Yoongi slowly appears from the studio with Jin and Hobi comes out of the dance studio.

“Where’s Jimin?” I ask, noticing that he’s the only one missing.

“He’s upstairs I think,” Jin responds.

“I’ll go get him,” I say, starting up the stairs.

“Thanks y/n!” Joon calls.

I go straight to Jimin’s room, thinking that he’s taking a nap.

“Jimin it’s time for-“

I freeze as I open the door. There, standing without a shirt on is Jimin. He has sweats on that dip dangerously low and his abs are gorgeous. He looks like an angel.

“Time for what, y/n?” Jimin asks, his voice slightly lower than normal.

“Um…time….for…” I trail off, averting my eyes. I’m turning red for the second time in one day. First Jungkook now Jimin!

“Like what you see?” Jimin asks with a smirk.

An angel? No, he’s a devil.

“No…” I stammer out, trying to burn the image out of my mind.

In the end, I just turn around abruptly and say in the way out, “Dinner’s ready! And please put on a shirt…”

The last part makes him laugh as I shut the door behind me. I groan silently and put my hands on my head. This is not what I needed. Jungkook in a tux and Jimin shirtless is a double threat of hotness.

Damn it.

I also like Jimin.

I can’t like both of them! This is a problem. I can’t like boys that have boyfriends! And I don’t even think that they like girls! Wait, Hwasa said that they did. Does that mean they all do? But I can’t like them! They’re strictly off limits!

Too many questions run through my brain and somewhere in there I make a mental note to text Hwasa later and see what she says.

I walk downstairs and bring myself to focus on the meal. Jimin’s abs-no, pizza.

We sit down with our pizzas and Jimin comes sauntering down a minute later, now wearing a shirt. I just stare at my pizza slice.

“Hey everyone!” He says, looking straight at me, a small smirk still on his face.

“Hi Jiminie!”

“Hey Chim.”

“Come sit down!”

He sits and we all dig in. The boys chat about their day and we eventually get to the topic of the photoshoot today.

“Yeah, you guys should’ve seen y/n! She was such a pro even though it was her first time,” Jungkook gushes.

“That’s impressive y/n,” Yoongi says quietly amid the other compliments.

I smile and thank them.

“The dresses were so stunning. I can’t believe that Taehyung designed them,” I say, trying to divert the conversation to something else.

“Yeah, that’s our Tae. He’s always had such an eye for art. Just like Joon over here,” Hobi says, “Joon loves to go to museums for hours in the afternoon.”

“Really? That’s cool. Who’s your favorite artist?” I ask Namjoon, surprised at hearing this.

“One of my favorites is J.M.W. Turner. His art is so beautiful and serene to look at. But I also like any kind of art, including music, fashion, etc.” Namjoon explains.

“Jin’s a cook, Yoongi’s a music producer, Jiminie and Hobi are dancers, Tae’s a fashion designer, and Kook is a cinematography major. You really found the right people!” I exclaim, thinking about how all of their careers are artistic, except maybe Namjoon’s. But, I think that teaching is also an art in its own way.

“I really did. I’m so lucky to have found them and-“

“Why am I the only one who doesn’t have a nickname?” Yoongi interrupts with a frown.

Jimin laughs at Yoongi, saying “I thought you didn’t like nicknames hyung!”

“Well…if i’m the only one without one I feel left out!” Yoongi complains.

I smile at his pout and decide to think of a nickname.

“What if I call you Yoodles?” I ask.

“Like noodles?” Jungkook asks, chortling.

“Yoodles is cute!” I argue defensively.

“Okay, Yoodles it is,” Jin says, trying to break up the giggles and arguing currently going on.

“You’re the only one allowed to call me that, y/n,” Yoongi states, ignoring the boys’ “Hey!” “Why?” and “Not fair!”

“Sounds good Yoodles.” I try it out and see a gummy smile appear on Yoongi’s face.

“Aww, y/n you made him smile!” Jimin teases, then sees Yoongi’s smile turn into a glare at him.

“Now you made him mad!” I shake my head in fake disappointment.

“Yeah Jimin, you made me mad,” Yoongi pouts cutely.

“Alright guys, that’s enough. Just eat your pizza!” Jin complains again, although he’s looking fondly at the boys.

They comply and finish their whole pizzas. Meanwhile, I can only eat about six pieces before I feel stuffed.

“Hey y/n, are you going to eat the rest of your pizza?” Namjoon asks me sheepishly.

“No, want my last two pieces?” I ask, giving the two slices to the beaming man.

“Thanks y/n!” His dimple pops out when he thanks me.

After doing the dishes we pile into the living room to watch a movie. Tae is home by now, tired but happy.

Jungkook wanted to do a movie marathon, but then remembered that everyone has work/school the next day.

Arguing over a movie takes a couple minutes, until we spin a wheel to determine who gets to choose. Jin wins so we watch Frozen.

I look to where to sit, trying to avoid Jungkook and Jimin at any costs. The only spot that’s open is…in between Jungkook and Jimin. They must have planned this. Damn it.

I reluctantly sink into the seat between them, trying to ignore their gazes. The movie starts, and the song at the beginning comes on.

Everything is fine for a bit, and I find myself slowly relaxing more into the cushions. Until ‘Do You Want to Build A Snowman?’ comes on.

Jungkook suddenly leans down and starts singing the song slowly into my ear. His angelic voice is mesmerizing and I try not to shiver. I accidentally meet his gaze and my eyes widen at the look in his. Those beautiful eyes know what they’re doing. After the song he turns his attention back to the movie, satisfied with his attempt to fluster me.

I also turn my attention back to the movie, trying to cool down from that encounter. It only semi-works because next thing I know, Jimin lays his head down on my left shoulder. His pink hair is fluffy and I can see his perfect skin shine. I swallow as Jimin starts to close his eyes, seemingly falling asleep. Great. Now I have an angel on my shoulder and the devil to my right. I stay stiff throughout the rest of the movie because of Jimin.

After the movie finishes, the boys start to head up to bed. Jin is the first to leave, barely sparing anyone a glance as he heads upstairs. Yoongi gives me an amused smile at my situation and I roll my eyes as he too gets up. Hobi and Taehyung go together and soon it’s just me, Jungkook, Namjoon, and a sleeping Jimin.

“Y/n, let me get Chim off of you so you can go sleep,” Namjoon says tiredly, looking at the bubblegum-haired boy on my shoulder.

“Or you could just sleep down here and not wake up Jiminie,” Jungkook suggests sneakily.

“Jungkook, you are not going to make y/n sleep down here on the couch when she has class tomorrow,” Namjoon says as sternly as he can.

“But hyung, Jimin looks so comfortable!” Jungkook whines.

I contemplate my choices. Go up to my nice bed or stay down here with Chim. I guess one night wouldn’t hurt, and Jimin looks so peaceful on my shoulder.

“I guess I can stay here tonight…” I say, eyes averted to the floor.

“Y/n, you don’t have to do that. Really. It’s okay.” Namjoon is protesting but I can see the exhaustion in his eyes.

“It’s okay Joon, just go up to bed. I’ll lay down here with Jimin and it’ll be fine for one night. Go to sleep. You have class tomorrow,” I urge Namjoon, happy to see him comply and shuffle up to bed.

“Goodnight y/n. Sleep well,” Jungkook says as he leaves, turning off the light.

The moonlight seeps in through the curtains and I gaze at Jimin’s serene face. I sigh softly, then gently maneuver us so that we’re both lying on the couch. Jimin stays asleep and before I close my eyes, I can’t resist giving a soft kiss to his forehead.

Goodnight Jimin.

hey y’all, updates are probably going to be slow because I am so busy right now!! I mostly write on the weekends. much love and hope you enjoyed reading! 🫶🏼🩷

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indefenseofkara · 11 months

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MWII Operator headcanons: Specgru edition

Hello! I think the multi-player operators deserve more love, so here are some headcanons for the base Spegru team. This doesn’t included people who were in the campaign because there’s plenty of stuff about them already. The pictures are just screenshots of my game, lol.

Jesus “Chuy” Ordaz

(the COD blog post I’m getting some of these full names from says his first name is Manuel, but his bio says Jesus?)

has terrible handwriting

but as my poetry instructor once said, “the worse the handwriting, the better the work”

and he does write poetry

been through a lot, but still a romantic at heart

really great with kids

Gustavo “Gus” Rodriguez

you could not pay this man to shave his mustache

once he grew that mustache, he knew he could never go back

looks like a literal baby when shaved clean, like people will start asking "who let that preteen in here?"

really proud of his career and the fact that he gets to work with Special Forces since he’s not military (because technically there was no military for him to join)

will not bring up surfing, but has a bunch of cool surfing videos ready to go at a moment's notice. you know, just in case

Zhiqiang “Zimo” Wong

precious bean, i love him

cinnamon roll but serious

doesn't mean he can't be brutal, he is a soldier

kind of intense overall, which intimidates some people

really cherishes platonic relationships

movie buff who might smack you if you say you don’t watch foreign films because you don’t like reading subtitles

Kleópatros “Kleo” Gavras

(fuck, I accidentally deleted my notes on her. :( I’m sorry Kleo, I have to wing it!)

likes to dress up. will put on a whole fit and makeup just to hang around the house every once and a while

it's a nice contrast to her usual military get up

good at every sport

also very good a chess

Nila “Nova” Brown

really great eyesight

misses flying, tbh. jumps at the chance to do some piloting for a mission

seriously considered becoming an astronaut

worked with Kortac briefly, but changed to Specgru as soon as her initial contract was up

(that one’s a deep dive for anyone who remembers that she was a Kortac operator during the beta)

Sobiesław “Gromsko” Kościuszko

Polish pride (idk, everyone I know who is Polish or has Polish heritage is very proud of that)

plays some quirky instrument like the accordion or keytar or hurdy-gurdy

uses reading glasses

knits. while wearing the reading glasses. looks like a literal grandmother

Enzo “Reyes”

will never admit it as a proud Canadian, but he doesn't like hockey

a Swiftie

flirts with everyone

pansexual, so no one is safe

(that's a joke)

(I'm not trying to do the "bi/pan people are sluts" thing)

(I just think this man is attractive and charismatic)

(and wants to share that with the world)

(blame the Valentine's day skin)

Tse “Luna” Míngzhū

really amicable

will actually hit you up after saying "we should hang out some time!"

loves attending sporting events and cheers very loudly

it's not mentioned in her bio, but she grew up in Virginia, near Washington DC, so 9/11 probably had a big impact on her and her career choice

(pulling on my own experience for that one)

(not job experience, but growing up in DC suburbs when 9/11 happened experience)

lots of frustration with generic military gear because it's all way too big on her

Thanks for reading! My Kortac headcanon post can be found here.

#call of duty #mw2 #MWII #COD #Specgru #modern warfare ii #headcanon #operators #oh god this probably needs more tags #listen this is my first original post in the fandom idk what I'm doing #my COD posts

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screechthemighty · 2 months

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*holds my hand out like I'm summoning a cat* hey mithan fans psspsspsspss guess what fic update time (If any of this feels familiar, that's because it's a re-write of the anniversary chapter in milestones. And by "re-write" I mean "there's a lot of copy-pasting from that chapter," lol. Hope you enjoy it regardless!)

catch me floating circles in my fish bowl - part five:

May 28, 2021:

“You ready?”

He wasn’t. He thought he’d be. Ethan had been dreaming about this moment for weeks. That didn’t stop him from hesitating.

Irrational as it was, things had been going a little too well lately. He didn’t need so many injections. He’d been sleeping better. Things were great between him and Mia, all things considered. Finally having that talk hadn’t erased everything wrong in the relationship, or their individual lives, but there was no longer that barrier between them. They could work on things together. It was a relief.

So, of course, he was bracing himself for something to go wrong. For the other shoe to drop. Or, more specifically, for him to stand up and somehow spontaneously break his leg the second he tried to walk on his own.

Come on. Don’t be a wimp. Ethan took a deep breath and braced his hands against the wheelchair. Mia’s waiting for you.

That thought spurred him to stand. Tom was ready with the walker. It was the one concession Ethan had made, weighing how much the use of it counted as walking on his own against the chance of falling on his face in front of Mia on their anniversary. It suddenly didn’t feel like enough support. His hands would’ve been shaking if he wasn’t gripping the walker so tightly.

“Are you in any pain?” Tom asked.

“No.” The word came out with a shaky laugh. “Just nerves.”

Tom nodded. “You can do this. You’ve gotten a lot stronger since you started, and all your medical scans say you’re structurally sound. Trust me, I wouldn’t be okaying this if I was worried.”

Ethan nodded. He took a deep breath. “Time to go see my wife,” he said quietly.

Time to put all of that work to good use.

Ethan fixed his eyes forward and took his first steps.

It felt like their last truly normal anniversary celebration had been before Dulvey; what today lacked in normalcy, it made up for in pure effort. Carlos and Jill had Rose, and the people around Blue Umbrella had managed to get their hands on proper dinner for them. Mia didn’t know how, or who had set up a private dining space for them in one of the garden areas. Every time she asked Marshal, he told her it was a group effort. Enough of her things had been recovered for her to wear a dress and some makeup. She didn’t know what Ethan was wearing—he’d told her that he’d meet her down there—but he could’ve showed up still in hospital clothes and she would’ve been happy.

He was alive. He was there. He was staying. It was more than she could’ve hoped for.

As she sat at the table, Mia noticed movement out of the corner of her eye. A shape became clearer through the slightly distorted glass. It was Ethan. He was walking. She could just make out the shape of someone else in the hallway, probably one of the doctors, but whoever it was, they stayed a respectful enough distance away that they must have felt confident he wouldn’t fall. Mia jumped to her feet and met him at the door. Ethan was wearing a simple button-up and slacks, and someone had trimmed his hair back. He was using a walker, but Mia was glad to see he’d accepted the help. Ethan’s eyes widened as she opened the door. “…hey,” he said softly.

“Hey,” Mia responded. She was so caught up in how healthy he was now that she almost missed the look in his eyes—soft, gentle, the kind of look that usually preceded him telling her how beautiful she looked. He always seemed to get that look when she hadn’t tried to look beautiful, or when she didn’t feel like she was especially beautiful. She’d never been able to figure out what he saw in her in those moments. She especially couldn’t figure it out now. “You’re walking.”

“More or less, yeah. I’m not going to be breaking any speed records, but…”

Mia cut him off with a hug. The surge of emotion that swept through her was nearly enough to make her need a walker. He’d been inches from death only a few months ago. She’d been so close to losing everything. But he’d clawed his way back to her, to Rose. He had come back to her. Seeing him standing there just made it all real.

She wouldn’t have to worry about him anymore. She might forget that later, but in that moment, it was the truest thing in her life.

Ethan hugged her back tightly. His voice trembled slightly when he spoke: “Guess I managed to surprise you, huh?”

“Just a little.” Mia let go, kissing him on the cheek as she pulled away. “Here, come in. They’ve got everything set up.”

Mia was so wrapped up in her own elation that she almost missed Ethan sighing in relief when he sat down. “Are you okay?” she asked once she’d realized.

“Yeah, yeah, I was just kind of worried I’d eat dirt in the home stretch, you know?” Ethan laughed sheepishly. “If it was going to happen, it’d either happen when you first saw me or when we both got too comfortable.” His face softened again as he looked at her. “I didn’t know you still had that dress.”

“I’m just lucky that they brought any of my dresses. You might’ve had to see me in my best pajama pants.”

“You’d still be beautiful, though.” Ethan reached his intact hand across the table to squeeze hers before he picked up his fork. “I think we’re going to owe Blue Umbrella a lot of thank-you cards.”

Mia laughed quietly as she picked hers up. “Yeah. We definitely are.” They’d given Mia her husband back. She was never going to be able to repay them for that.

The conversation wasn’t one they’d usually have on a night like this. Instead of talking about work, they were talking about the developments with Ethan’s future prosthetic. By all accounts, his nerves had healed enough to allow for an experimental full-use prosthetic. It would require more regular visits from Blue Umbrella, just to be sure that it worked the way it should, but, as Ethan pointed out, “I get to be a cyborg, so that’s not the worst trade-off.”

“Just promise me you won’t go super hardcore into…what’s it called? The thing that the guy from your old job was into?”

“Trans-humanism?” Ethan laughed. “Shit, I’d almost forgotten about him.”

“Well, you weren’t the one he was trying to impress.” Mia rolled her eyes at the memory. “He’s permanently filed in my memory under kinds of men to avoid.”

“That’s fair. Shit, what do you think everyone back in Texas is up to these days?”

“Same old, probably.” Mia wondered if any of them ever thought of the Winters, or if they’d just become distant memories. Footnotes in a random documentary about strange disappearances. “I’ll tell you one thing, all of this has made me miss those office jobs.”

“Tell me about it. My boss never turned into a dragon…” Ethan paused. “Kind of felt like he might a few times, though.”

Mia couldn’t help laughing. She knew exactly what he meant. “What do you think you’ll do once we’re out?” she asked. There was a strange thrill at being able to even think about that future, no matter how strange it might be. She’d take any future with him and Rose.

“Honestly, I have no idea. I haven’t thought that far ahead.” Ethan shrugged as he poked at the last bites of his food. “I’ll probably have to find something remote. Or get into pro wrestling.”

“Pro…Ethan!”

“What? With a face like this, I’d make a great heel.”

“I…I can’t tell if you’re joking or not.”

“…I’m mostly joking.”

Mia started laughing again. It felt like the most she’d laughed in months, maybe years. “I see your point,” she said, “but for what it’s worth, I like your face.”

“Even after all of this?”

“Even after all of this,” Mia confirmed. She reached across the table to touch his cheek. “Always and forever.”

Ethan smiled at her and leaned into the touch. The length of the table suddenly felt too far a distance. Mia moved her chair around so she was right next to him. As she did, Ethan pulled something out from under his shirt. It was his wedding ring. He’d been wearing it on a necklace all this time. Mia wondered now if he had planned on wearing it on the proposed mechanical hand, or was just waiting for his right hand to recover more fully. Fine tune motor control could still be hit or miss. “Why are you supposed to wear this on your left hand?” he asked.

“Tradition,” Mia said. She rested her head on his shoulder. Even with their reconciliation, there was something strange about the gesture, almost awkward. The ease of casual touch was slowly coming back, but she couldn’t help noticing he hadn’t gained back all his lost weight. He’s doing better, though. One day at a time. “They used to think there was a vein that ran from the ring finger directly to the heart.”

“Really?”

“Hmm. All your fingers connect to the heart, but it’s a nice thought.”

“That does sound more like what I learned in high school bio class,” Ethan said. “So, it…doesn’t really matter if I wear it on the other hand? Because if we’re going to be integrating back into society soon, I need people to know I’m taken. I don’t want to be beating off unwanted attention.” Mia laughed again. “What? I’m a catch. Everyone knows it.”

“You are,” Mia agreed. “I was lucky to grab you before someone else did.”

“To be fair, you were the only one who saw it back then.” Mia scoffed. “No, it’s true. I feel like at least half the people in that office didn’t know who I was.”

The thing was, Mia believed it. She even understood why, to a degree. Ethan had been low-drama in the office. He showed up for his scheduled hours, did his job highly competently, didn’t bother anyone, didn’t start anything. It was actually that lack that had made him stand out to her. She’d dealt with enough adults acting like high schoolers in her lifetime. Someone who behaved himself felt extraordinary.

“Why did you say yes, anyway?” Ethan asked suddenly.

Mia was caught off-guard by the question. It didn’t help that 2009 had been so long ago. Sometimes she felt like that part of her life had happened to someone else. “To the first date, or to marrying you?”

“Both.”

She started with the first one after digging through her memories. “Well, for the first one, you’re cute. Yes, even in the company-labeled polos.” Ethan groaned in mock pain. Mia bit back a laugh. They had not been flattering polos, but he’d made it work somehow. “And opening with do you like jellyfish caught my attention.”

“So, good looks and an air of mystery. Got it.” Ethan rested his cheek against the top of her head. “And when I proposed?”

She remembered that much more clearly. “I loved you. I loved you because…you were stable. You were reliable. You showed up. I’d never had someone care about me the way you did.” If she’d only known what that caring would lead to. “Do you remember when my car broke down during that freak cold snap? I thought you were going to stay on the phone with me until the tow truck got there, but you drove all the way out there so I wouldn’t be alone.”

Ethan laughed quietly. “Yeah, I remember. I was just surprised I beat the tow truck.”

“I’m not.” That was classic Ethan. He was always there for her, one way or another. “Honestly, if you hadn’t asked me when you did, I probably would’ve asked you.”

Ethan looked surprised. His expression now was almost the same as when she’d said yes back then. “Wait, is that why I barely got my speech out before you said yes?”

“Yeah.”

“Shit. And there I was nervous you’d say no.”

She almost wanted to laugh again. How could there have ever been a doubt in his mind? Why wouldn’t she say yes? The more accurate question was…

“Why did you ask me?” What about me was so special? She was afraid to ask, in a way, but she couldn’t help it. She had to know.

Ethan didn’t hesitate. “Why wouldn’t I? You’re funny, smart, beautiful…never give up kind of girl. I know how rough all those temp jobs were for you, but even when you were angry about it, you didn’t let it keep you down for long. And before you forget, you were the one who helped me deal with two moves and a major job change in two years. It wasn’t just me showing up.”

Mia did remember. He might have seen it as gumption, but not giving up had never been an option for her. If she didn’t fight for herself, no one else would…until him, of course. She’d always just thought that doing the same for him was the bare minimum. “You could’ve handled that on your own.”

“Maybe, but I didn’t want to. You were there for me, every time. It kept me sane.” His eyes defocused slightly, as if he were digging something up from the deepest parts of his memory, and a fond smile drifted onto his face. “It was the second move, when I was waiting to hear back about the new job. I had that storage shelf I couldn’t figure out because I hadn’t slept, so I called you for backup.”

“Oh, that thing.” Funny how she had so many holes in her memory, but she could remember her resentment towards that piece of shit pretty well. “I swore at the instructions, right?”

“You did, but it was very endearing swearing. And I was in the kitchen getting us both pizza, and…I don’t know. I just realized this was how I wanted it to be. You and me, together. I thought about asking right then, but with the job still up in the air, y’know, I wanted to make sure everything was stable on my end, first.” He ran his thumb along the ring’s surface. “But that was when I knew.”

He had waited a few months to ask her, if her memory was right. Mia wondered how he’d been able to keep it in all that time. She’d barely been able to keep from asking him more than once. She’d felt the same way for so long, even if she didn’t have a name for it, and that feeling had never faded. Not once.

“I don’t think I can get this back on without dropping it,” Ethan said quietly. “Give me a hand?”

Mia’s breath caught in her chest, just for a second. She was a little worried she would drop the ring as she pulled away to take the ring and slip it onto his ring finger. There was a moment where she wondered if it would still fit after all the damage and rehabilitation his hand had been through, but it slid on perfectly. As if he’d never taken it off.

“That’s better.” Ethan took Mia’s hand and kissed it gently. “Here’s to ten more years, huh?”

Tears welled up in Mia’s eyes, but she blinked them away. Today wasn’t a day for tears. Today was a celebration, and not just of their marriage. They were both still alive, against all odds. Still together. Still a team.

She wasn’t going to let anything bring them apart ever again.

“Ten more years,” Mia agreed. “I love you, Ethan.”

“I love you, too.” Ethan’s forehead rested against hers. For a while, they sat in silence, just reveling in the proximity to each other. Ethan was the one who pulled away first. “Oh, I almost forgot…”

“What?” Mia had to pull away so he could reach into his jacket. “What is it?”

“Jill gave me something before I came down here. Said it was from the three of them and that I should wait until I see you?” It was a plain envelope, not very thick but all the more mysterious for it. “I have no idea what it is and Carlos wouldn’t look at me, so I’m assuming it’s a pretty big surprise.”

“Well, now I’m curious.” Ethan held out the envelope to Mia, who opened it carefully. The exterior was a pretty standard anniversary card—cartoon otters holding hands, cursive font congratulating them on their marriage. When Mia opened it, though, something was taped to the inside left. A photograph of a house, out in what looked like either the countryside or an underdeveloped area.

Is that…?

Ethan read the hand-written message aloud: “We’re finishing up the final details with this. Once it’s settled and the docs give the go-ahead, you’ll…” His voice broke. “…you’ll have someplace to go. More details incoming, all the best…”

Mia put the card down and hugged Ethan tightly. He hugged her back, his body trembling with tears of happiness.

They could see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it had never looked brighter.

#fic: catch me floating circles in my fish bowl #resident evil #mithan

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bisexualmultifandommess · 10 months

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It’s time for my favourite Winchester!!

I headcanon Sam as pansexual but he could be bisexual too it depends on what your headcanons are.

Sam has a lot of love to give and I think he is attracted to and appreciates every gender.

I also think that he definitely in his younger years felt very non conforming about his gender and even with their limited budget liked to dress differently to others. As he got older he found outfits he found more comfortable but on hunts will still wear practical clothing. As a kid the different clothes were usually worn when his dad and brother were out because he didn’t know how they’d react. In later years I think they would’ve grown to understand him more but in the era they were in as kids they wouldn’t understand it much.

Sam didn’t really feel comfortable expressing this or coming out as a kid because he already felt like the odd one out in his family and he wasn’t sure how his family would react.

Sam is the type to fall for someone if they’re a good person. He has a type but usually he loves who he loves and doesn’t mind how they look.

I think that as a kid he had a crush on one of the boys at one of his schools. The boy was a little older and was actually really kind to him. The boy didn’t feel the same but Sam also never revealed his crush because he didn’t feel comfortable revealing it. His crush caused him to act a little nervous around him which unfortunately Dean noticed and made him think that the boy had done something to upset him which angered the overprotective brother. Sam had to reassure him that he was fine before Dean could overreact and luckily managed to get him to back away. The boy had been tall and had curly blonde hair and greenish blue eyes which is something he layered realised was kind of a type of his when he met Jess.

He definitely started seeing more men, women and different people once he started college. He had a little thing with Brady who he had really liked before they broke things off and he got with Jess and things got serious with them. He was really upset when he found out the truth about Brady.

I think while he was with Jess they’d often have nice nights at home and one time she convinced him to let her do his makeup and after it was done he actually really enjoyed how it felt and how he looked. He doesn’t wear it much later on because in the hunting business it’s not really ideal and he isn’t sure how people would react but sometimes he likes to put some one because it makes him feel nice and a little pretty and it also makes him feel closer to Jess when he misses her.

He definitely felt attracted to Meg and both versions of Ruby even though those relationships weren’t good for him. He’d also fallen for Sarah and Maddison. I think he probably also had a crush on Castiel at some point (I used to be a big Sastiel fan lol now I still like it just not as much) and also definitely had feelings for Mick because they definitely had a connection and should’ve had longer. He also kind of flirted with a male barman in the early seasons I’m pretty sure or the guy flirted with him and he didn’t mind.

So I guess his type are either people with blonde hair and blue or green eyes or people dark hair with blue or dark eyes. I think those are his specific types and I don’t blame him the first one is my type too.

I think that he felt a connection and definitely flirted a little with Max Banes when he first met him. I would’ve love to see them bond because Max and his sister defended Sam which was cute and he was definitely flirting with Sam and Sam didn’t really seem to mind.

Sam is always welcoming and comforting to other queer people and let’s them know if they ever want to talk he will listen he might not know the answers but he wants them to know they can be heard in a way he wasn’t. Jack sometimes talks with him about sexuality and gender once Jack starts figuring things out because he feels like his dad would understand and he’s closer to Sam than anyone.

I think that Sam came out to Dean after they reconnected and because Dean wasn’t the most progressive back in the beginning (understatement lmao) he made a few jokes about it but once he realised that he was making Sam uncomfortable he stopped. He’ll still slip up occasionally but he also tries to make a few harmful jokes that aren’t going to hurt him. Sam appreciates him trying but will also pull him up on it if he thinks he’s going to far. Now he’s older he’s more willing to stand up for himself even from the person who loves him most.

I definitely think he told Bobby first and even though Bobby didn’t really understand a lot of it he really supported his surrogate son.

Sam often felt sad and a little regret over never telling his dad before John died. He had really felt like they could’ve become closer before John died because even though they fought a lot they’d started seeing things the same way and were working on it. when he’s reunited with John for a short while in the Lebanon episode he’s able to get some closure and finally get an apology from John and also got to apologise for things he felt he needed to. He also even though he was slightly scared came out to John. I think that John wouldn’t really understand it much but I think that despite the mistakes John made with his sons he really loves them and he would’ve been honest and told Sam he doesn’t exactly understand what most of it means but he’s always going to love and support Sam whoever he dates. Sam is so relieved that he hugs his dad and cries a little. If John and Sam would’ve had more time together to work on their relationship it would’ve been great.

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speedystarshine · 2 years

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Hi hi! I was the Yan Manny and Yan matpat anon! And thank you so so much for doing them! They turned out fantastic u did such a good job 🥺🥺❤️❤️/gen!

If you don’t mind another ETN request (cuz beainrot lol) could you separate Yandere headcanons for Bretman, Oli, and Tana? Take as much time as you need!

(also can I be called 💋 anon)

Hi!! Ty for the kind words, and of course you can be called 💋 anon! Trying another format (again tee hee 🤡) so hope this came out okay!

Tana

-Soft yandere enjoyers pspspspspp

-I love her sm. Like actually you know yandere or not she would treat you right

-She's another yandere that would want to protect you from anything that could harm you :)

-The problem here however is that she want to protect you from EVERY little thing. You get a scrape and she acts like you just died/j

-She doesn't really like seeing people get hurt, preferring more if she could just be left alone with her darling but yk how some people are

-I feel like she would be very two-faced as a Yan.

-Soft and sweet around darling, but scarily stoic around those she deems a threat.

-only on rare occasions tho, she's not overall that violent

-oh and totally unrelated but she would absolutely give the best hugs backtotheheadcan-

-girl treats her kills like it's a normal thing or something you would be proud of (why aren't you proud of her? She did it for you... ☹️☹️)

-like actually just coming home covered in blood and being like "heyyy bby 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️"

-more manipulative than physical, although not over the top since unless she sees a reason to she would prefer not to have conflict

-11/10 would recommend

Oli

-SCRUNJLY BLORBO OUR BELOVED

-why is everyone from etn so 🥰🥰🥰💗💗💓💓

-no but actually he's so nice and protective of you and ajskfjdkka

-poor guy has no idea what he wants to do because he feels all these things for you but doesn't really know how to process or act on them?

-he'll figure it out in the end don't worry

-he loves you sm but unlike other yandere's (mat) he'll be way more shyer and toned down with his affectionate

-he doesn't want to try anything but one thing you'll definitely notice is that he's always hovering around you

-the affection he does show (in public, at least) will be something subtle like holding your hand or sprinkling in little compliments here and there

-would probably have a heart attack if you got voted into a challenge

-you make him go "🥰🥰😳😣" but also "😰😱😖😵" if that makes sense

-mainly concerned for your safety tbh and aims mainly on keeping you out of it rather then defending you from it

-more physical than manipulative, no offense but bro wouldn't be able to manipulate a fly 🙄

-also gives great hugs, mans a walking body heater and no I don't take constructive criticism

-10/10

Bretman

-woah there power couple, chill 🙄

-he'd be more possessive/obsessive, because yeah he does worry sometimes a lot but he knows that you can kick ass if you were in a situation where needed

-don't take that the wrong way tho he wouldn't hesitate to step in if you want him to or he feels it's gone too far

-he'd help you with makeup and stuff like that for sure. I mean c'mon, he's literally a beauty influencer (normally)-

- he would be really good at hiding his yandere tendencies, no one really notices and those that do think it's just innocent

-bro usually comes to YOU for hugs bc like remember earlier when Oli was your human heater? It's your turn bestie

-he likes holding your hand because in a way it's kind of like a mark but subtler?

-akkwjs you two lock pinkies constantly and he almost starts crying bc he adores it sm <3

-he likes wearing lipstick sometimes so when he kisses you it stains

-lmao random hc that he did one time but you didn't know and when y'all came back to the group everyone was looking at you like '🤨'

-he mainly tends to manipulate than do the physical stuff, but he wouldn't hesitate if it came to it

-also 10/10 we stan a ...male?boss?

-iajsnajak sorry I'm not too sure I got his character right

There you go, 💋anon! Sorry it took so long, I was very busy today 😣 Hope you liked 'em!

#anon asks #escape the night #escape the night x reader #xgnreader #xreader #yandere escape the night x reader #brentman rock x reader #oli white x reader #tana mongeau x reader

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radicalcoffeeclub · 2 years

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It’s really hard being the only one that doesn’t shave. Both my mom and sister shave and wear make up and though they support me I just can’t help but think they’re still judging me. I’ve never worn much makeup and I don’t wear any usually, though I’m still self conscious enough to cover a spot with concealer sometimes. Maybe I’m over thinking it, but to me it seems like they only take this seriously because I’m autistic.

It’s just hard to not cave in. I know they’re well meaning and we joke about a lot of stuff but it’s hard when my mom says something about my legs being a forest…I’m weirdly proportioned so loving my body as it is has been hard, but I’m quite alright with all of it now, quirks and all. It’s just hard trying to focus on loving my face, when I’m surrounded by media/people who encourage shaving. I don’t know…I’m just tired of feeling like I’m unnatural for letting myself be natural.

Plus with social media not having any problem taking photos/videos of strangers doing anything and making fun of to them, I’m a little freaked that some asshole will take a picture of me and post it online to mock me. Irrational I know but people can be so mean.

I'm so sorry to hear the women close about you make snide comments about your body, it really hurts. It's HARD to go against the grain of beauty standards as a woman, and while it may be easier to not care about the dumb comments from men, it's the comments from other women that sting the most. You just have to know that they don't do it because they don't like you, they do it because they have been socialised their whole lives to stick to beauty rules and gender norms, and they haven't taken the deep dive into feminism and done the work to challenge what they've been told to believe.

I don't know how old you are, but I'm glad to notice that as I approach 25, my family (mom in particular) has toned down with the comments. I got the most comments from them about clothing ("why don't you want to look pretty?") and makeup ("you can't go to prom without makeup, you sit down and let your sister do it") and hair ("I can't be seen with a troll like that" said my dear sister about my frizzy hair) when I was in my teens (thanks!!). Lots of questions about why I preferred men's clothes etc. When I caved in and tried to look feminine I got scolded for either looking too childish or too sexual. Everything I looked like was wrong somehow, but nowadays I guess they've realised I am the way I am and have stopped with the comments. When I was about 22 I sat my mom down and told her to stop saying negative things about my appearance every time she sees me. She started crying as usual lol but she actually hasn't done it much since then. Go ahead and tell your mom and sister their comments are rude and you don't appreciate them.

It's hard being yourself in this world sometimes. Sending love to you! 💗

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in-my-feels-probably · 1 year

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CONGRATS ON 600! Can I request a harry potter marauders era ship please? My physical description is; I am tan, 5’4, 130lb, I have dark brown eyes and dark brown hair. I like to wear casual clothes(cargo pants, mom jeans, sweaters, crops etc.) and minimal makeup. My favorite movie is Caroline and I love watching films and listening to music. I am studying psychology and Film in university. I am an INFP. I am always there for my friends. I have trust issues so I rarely tell people about the problems I have, and I am kinda closed off about sharing personal stuff. I am sarcastic and like to laugh at most situations. People say I have a calming voice and a rbf so I am kind of a contrast when people first meet me. I am selfless but since I am very insecure, this sometimes makes me question my friendships and relationships as if it is one-sided. Like I said I am very insecure and have low self-esteem but whoever notices says that they are surprised because I act very confident on the outside as a defense mechanism. I am a serious person mostly, not really silly or energetic so I feel like I am very boring. I really value my independence and do not like to be ordered around. I hate physical touch from most people but love it when it comes from people i value. I cant say the L word to anyone lol(daddy issues). My love languages are quality time, physical touch and acts of service. It is definitely NOT receiving gifts as materialism is a touchy subject to me. I have a hard time accepting materialistic gifts or help from others as it makes me feel weak. I think thats all I can share. Thank you in advance!

hi! thank you for participating :)

i ship you with james!

i’m so sorry, but i’ve stared at this post for like ten minutes and im so tired, but i don’t want to make you wait anymore, so if you don’t mind im gonna do a kinda fast version of this. so im sorry if it’s not as cohesive as some of the other ones i’ve done of this, it might seem a little jumbled. but im close to falling asleep and i don’t want to forget about this request or any of my ideas.

first of all, you sound so interesting. i think if you were muggleborn, it would be kinda hard to explain all your interests to james, since he’s a pureblood. but if you were with james, his friends would be your friends, and remus would love you too. i do think james, for a date, would somehow figure out how to get muggle movies to play on something so you could watch your favorites together.

i think james would struggle with the materialism thing. he grew up with a lot of money, so getting things for people really isn’t a big deal to him. he likes to give gifts and show his appreciation. but he’d know it made you uncomfortable, and think of other ways he could show his love. i think touch would be something he couldn’t give up. he’d never do anything to make you uncomfortable, but i think he craves touch from the people he loves too. and he’d ease you into it, innocent touches and little moments.

he’d NEVER let you feel bad about yourself, he’d do everything he could to make you feel good about yourself. he’d make sure you knew you were a good girlfriend, good friend, and a good person.

i know he’s a really energetic and outgoing person, but i think he also enjoys his moments alone. i think, similar to you, he also puts on a front. he has bad days too, but he always feels like he’s got to be the strong one, like his problems aren’t worth bothering other people with. you’d know each others signs and tells, and be able to comfort each other away from the group.

you’d be sitting with the group, and you’d notice that he was quieter than usual. he was taking shallow breaths, rapidly tapping his foot. you’d reach under the table and grab his hand, squeezing it.

he’d look up and give you a small smile, squeezing back. “guys, we’re gonna head back. there’s a film we’ve been wanting to watch.”

everyone would nod as you stood up, heading back to the common room.

“thank you,” he’d say, squeezing your hand again before letting go to guide you through the door.

“you don’t have to thank me. i love spending time with you. now come on, you pick the film this time,” you’d say, following him in. “i picked up a few i think you’ll like.”

#harry potter #marauders #marauders imagine #harry potter imagines #james potter imagine #james potter #james potter x reader #ships #600 followers celebration #600 followers #followers celebration

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thotsforvillainrights · 2 years

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Idk if you’re still doing matchups or not but if you are here’s mine if you don’t mind<3. I’m 20, 5’8, latina, pansexual and use she/her pronouns. I have some what of an hourglass figure (not to sound full of my self). I like to dress goth and enjoy wearing lacy tops, studded jewelry, and I have skunk hair with layers. I like to mosh and go to concerts, I listen to dark wave, post-punk, mental, and punk. I also enjoy shows like south park, novellas, wwdits, and modern family💀. Uhh I also enjoy slasher films and collecting and cleaning animal bones. I’m pretty quiet at first till I get to know you, but still pretty awkward. But I still wouldn’t hesitate to sock hoe💅🏻. I also like doing goth makeup looks with extremely dramatic lashes, and drinking coffee.

Uhh hopefully that was helpful enough for you, stay safe and take care of your self queen<3

(I am still doing them but I think I'll start confining them eventually so I can focus on updating my AUs and writing some other things I have backed up in my drafts haha. Who knows when that'll be lol! OH and by the way, you don't sound full of yourself. If I was a baddie with an hourglass figure I wouldn't let the people around me rest periodt)

Match-Up #22

-I match you with Shuichi Iguchi-

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

-Practically silent when he met you along with the others. All he could think about was being the only person in your life while you introduced yourself to the league of villains. He wasn't the only one though...His eyes cut across the room at the others so he could gauge their reaction to seeing you for the first time as well. Unfortunately for him there was competition on the horizon when he locked eyes with Dabi. The man simply smirked and looked back over at you, no doubt trying to see what the easiest way into your heart would be. Spinner felt that he had good reason to be concerned. If anyone in the league would look good next to you, it'd be damned Dabi. Shuichi grit his teeth and practically burned holes into Dabi's back with his glare when he saw Dabi was the first one to introduce himself to you. "I'll show her around the base, and to her room." The man looked back at Spinner and smiled. There was no telling if Dabi really wanted you or if he just needed to be an asshole to Shuichi since he'd saw the way the man stared at you like you were the only one in the room. "I'll tag along too." Spinner quickly added, glaring right back at Dabi as a challenge. When the two of them went off with you following behind, Toga and Magne immediately began their girls gossip about the obvious tension in the room and the love triangle that was brewing bound to overflow at some point. Tomura rolled his eyes when Twice jumped in. Just another average day at the League base.

-Surprisingly enough Dabi actually wasn't interested in dating you but there was no way in Hell that he'd admit that now that he knew he could get under Spinner's skin for some quick fun. Sure to Dabi you were hot as hell and he'd admit to himself you certainly got him feeling some type of way, but he had more important things to take care of. The man wasn't interested in pursuing a relationship at the moment or any moment in the future either. However, that wouldn't stop him from 'riling the lizard up' as he'd say. So whenever you were around he made sure to play it up a little more. This only pushed Spinner to outstep his own boundaries and get a little more bold than usual. You weren't a fool to this. You may have been quiet but you were observant to the things happening around you. You noticed every time Spinner would blush and fumble with his words when you were alone with each other. You also noticed the teasing and mischievous expression on Dabi's face. It didn't take a rocket scientist to connect the dots at what was happening here. You were starting to fume at the thought of it too. You'd honestly grown to dislike Dabi's teasing lately and was shortly considering giving him a piece of your mind. Spinner was such a sweety to you and definitely didn't deserve to be put on the spot like this. You figured you'd step outside of your comfort zone and put it to rest since it seemed like Dabi wouldn't be getting bored anytime soon with his antics.

-So one night you slipped into the silent bar area and sat in wait on of the the couches nearby. It was around this time of the night you'd catch the man slipping into the kitchen for a small snack. He turned the corner in the hallway and froze upon locking eyes with you. You smiled at him and pat the spot on the couch next to you. "Come sit with me and watch a movie. I can't sleep." He hesitated before nodding slowly and making his way over to you, hunger long forgotten. The entire time he watched some maniac with a chainsaw absolutely butcher people his heart was beating so loud he could hear it in his ears. But it wasn't due to the movie, no...it was due to the fact that about halfway into the movie you'd cuddled up close to him and placed your hand over his. When the credits rolled he gulped and dared look over at you. His heart did a backflip when he noticed the way your eyes were already on him. You smiled warmly at him and for a minute he started to think he was dreaming when you asked him if he was single. From that night on he was yours fully and he'd die to continue his role as your lover. "Aye good job lizard, didn't think you'd have the nuts to actually pull her." Dabi smirked at Spinner. "Were those actually supposed to be words of support???"

-Spinner was head over heels for you and every little aspect of you that people would usually call off. You were so different to him than most girls he'd met, but then again he didn't go out of his way to talk to many girls throughout his life. You dressed so cool to him and he'd often felt like he didn't match you well enough compared to maybe Dabi or Tomura perhaps. You'd had a way of expressing yourself through your outfits he thought so he'd be sure to take note of what you gravitated toward so he could later gift you something accordingly. This also went for your hair style/color as well. As Magne would call it "trendy and very in-style" a compliment. He liked comparing playlists with you. His was filled with a mix of music like a mix between Seether, Ski Mask the Slump God, Green Day, and Scarlxrd. He was delighted when you introduced some of your favorites to him. He'd probably be the type to burn an actual mix tape/CD for you as a romantic gesture. Sure it may be outdated these days, but it's the action that counts. Shuichi was also into your other hobbies as well. He sits with you and watches through slashers like it's nothing. He usually tended to watch old Kung Fu movies and Action so it was refreshing sitting and watching a horror for once. His favorite is Texas Chainsaw Massacre since that's the movie you two officially started dating to after watching that night. He also doesn't mind watching southpark with you since it actually makes him laugh. Although you two rarely get to watch that alone considering the entire League has taken to joining you on those dates. (don't put Tomura in control of the remote because he's picking the Scrodie McBoogerballs episode on every single fucking time) As far as the other shows eh...he'd be pretty interested in the novellas but you'd need to catch him up or else he won't stop asking questions through the whole thing. As far as Modern family well, you'll probably be stuck by yourself watching that with Twice and Compress since I think they'd like it for some reason.

-I think the only hobby he has a hard time getting behind is the animal bones one. He definitely won't want to help you clean or collect them, but he'll give you props for having such a big collection. It's a little hardcore compared to him. But don't worry because Toga is interested in it so you've got someone to teach at least lol. Anyway, Spinner loves you every bit and probably wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone in the entire world. Lucky little you!

#match up

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servin-up-surveys · 1 year

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survey #147

Have you ever drawn or painted a self-portrait? Painted, yes, but only because it was an art class assignment.

Do you know anyone in a relationship with someone who’s old enough to be their parent? It's possible, idk.

Do you know any narcissists? I sure do.

When was the last time you spoke to someone in a different language? I read a quote on the screen while watching Dark (it's German) with Girt because he wanted to know how it was properly read. I tend to fuck up on pronunciation a lot myself because I overthink it and for some weird reason I've never figured out am also just very awkward about speaking a language not everyone here understands, but I did pretty damn good that time, lol.

When was the last time you took a picture with your pet(s)? With a pet, it's been a hot minute. I just don't like taking photos featuring myself.

Which shade of foundation do you usually buy? I don't wear foundation, even in the extremely rare occasion I put any sort of makeup on.

Have you ever dreamt of someone you barely know? Yes actually, those are so weird.

What would you consider your defining feature? Well, I'm pretty sure people are gonna notice my weight first.

You kiss: boys or girls? Boys and girls and everything inbetween.

What you wish your living situation was: Girt and I in our own place with the pets.

One color you’d never paint your walls: A bright yellow, for one.

A (normal, not manure etc.) scent you don’t like: Gasoline, tar, freshly cut grass.

One kind of alcohol you won’t drink: I will never, ever, ever put beer in my mouth because of my dad.

An actor you think has no business acting? I don't know shit about acting, don't ask me.

A food you won’t eat: Beans is one that people tend to not get at all, like I can't chew or swallow them.

An animal that scares you: Centipedes, especially big ones. They're very cool visually, but way too fast and their bites are legendary.

What’s the stinkiest pet you’ve ever had? Well Teddy and his diaper towards the end of his life, when he had UTIs non-stop. Have you also smelled a cat's litterbox? Especially when it's in your BEDROOM? God help Roman's shits sometimes.

Have you ever seen one of your friends get arrested? No, that'd be upsetting.

Do you put sprinkles on anything? No, I hate sprinkles.

How do you like your steak? Medium well.

Long hair on guys: yes or no? YES I fucking LOVE long hair on guys

Bring anyone dead back to life, who would it be? Steve Irwin.

How many siblings does your mom have? Three.

Have you ever met a mainstream band? I've never met a band, period.

Would you ever meet someone you met online? I've done it before and there are some more I would meet, even want to meet.

Is your last name extremely common? I mean, I don't think extremely common, but it's certainly not rare.

Would you feel funny if you kissed somebody of the same sex? No, it didn't even feel funny the first time I did it after living the vast majority of my life thinking I was straight.

What’s something you can cook or bake like a pro? lol nothing

Would you rather donate time, blood, or money? Probably time.

What’s a pretty bird? All owls. Such beautiful, majestic animals.

Besides sleeping, what do you do in bed? I used to do literally everything in bed for years, I lived in it and it caused the muscle atrophy in my legs, but thank GOD I finally stay out of it as much as I can. Now I really just sometimes read or do ✨couple things✨ in it.

Is the last person you called attractive? I think my mom's very pretty, but I'm definitely not attracted to her, that'd be problematic.

What does your name mean? "Of Britain." So boring, lol.

Do you know how many people your best friend has had sex with? Yes.

Is the last person you kissed mad at you? No.

Do you believe teenagers can be in love and stay in love? Absolutely.

If you have a Facebook, when was the last time you changed your profile picture? It's been quite a while.

Are you a stoner? No.

What is the last gift you received and from who? Haha Girt ordered it back in like, October, but within the past week it got here: a Mira plush that Konami released that I casually shared on Facebook just because it was super cute and Girt decided to buy it immediately, lol. She's an adorable shiba inu with a headset that originates from a joke ending in Silent Hill 2 where she's behind all of it at a big desk with tons of buttons and levers, and it became a trend in the game after that.

What is your state’s minimum wage? $7.25/h, proven unlivable <3

Is there anyone that you’re mad at right now? No.

Do you feel like different alcohols have different effects on you? Not that I've noticed.

Did you change anything on your Facebook page today? No, I seldom do.

How many significant others have you had in your WHOLE life? Only three that were even remotely significant.

Have you ever purchased condoms? I didn't.

Let’s say you had a baby with the last person you kissed? Not in our foreseeable future, it'd break my heart but I'd abort it because we are not ready for that and there's already an insane overabundance of children that need parents. Also going through a traumatic experience like pregnancy would be for me (I have a wildly strong phobia of it), getting it out, and then not keeping it would ruin me, I know it would.

Do you have someone you can spill your heart out to? Mom, Girt, Mazzy, and Tez I'm all comfortable doing that with.

Your ex shows up randomly at your house, what do you say? None of them know where I live, soooo that would be concerning.

Is there a person that you would do absolutely anything and everything for? No; I wouldn't kill someone just because my mom asked me to.

Does sex mean love? Definitely not for everyone, but I would only do it with someone I love.

What was the last thing you posted on Instagram? A picture of the Mira plush I mentioned earlier.

Do you consider yourself a nature person? Absolutely, but I wish I could spend more time in it. Hyperhidrosis is NOT fun and dehydrates you so fast with severity like mine, and plus my legs still have healing to do before I can be outside without a place to sit nearby.

Will you keep your last name when you get married? No.

Do you like fish or chicken more? Chicken, I don't like fish.

What scares you more: snakes or spiders? Out of the two, a spider is more likely to scare me. I love snakes, but I'd obviously be alarmed if I like, suddenly noticed a rattlesnake beside me. I'm still getting comfortable with spiders, though of course my FAVORITE spiders are the ones everyone's scared of haha, tarantulas. I'm more scared of things like funnelwebs, the smaller guys that have bites that will kill the shit outta you real fuckin fast.

Do you think that texting on a date is rude? Unless it's an important text, yes, especially early on when you're getting to know each other.

What’s your favorite memory with your last ex? Showing up at her house on her birthday when she had no idea whatsoever it was happening. Parents brought her into their room as a distraction for me to go into hers and just sit at her desk; her face lit the fuck up when she saw me, and it definitely hurts to remember, because that was genuine joy. I don't regret ending our friendship (it was already over), but I regret how I went about it.

What is the oldest online account that you still use? Uh probably my primary deviantART. Or Facebook? idk

Have you ever had Christmas carolers come to your house and sing for you? No, I'd absolutely hate that.

What country does your favorite band hail from? Ozzy's from Britain, Rammstein are from Germany.

What’s the worst thing about being male/female (whichever you are)? The prejudice that comes with having a uterus, add on that the government is super into controlling YOUR fucking body part.

What is your favorite documentary? The Meerkats from 2008, everything about it is fucking beautiful, I consider it a favorite movie beside TLK.

Who crosses your mind the most? Girt.

Ever got stitches? Yes, in my chin when I fell right on it and got a concussion, and then after my cyst removal surgery.

If Hogwarts was a real school would you attend? Because it would celebrate the work of a raging transphobe, hell no. This woman has LITERALLY said that it's her fucking income that is enough validation for her, I'm not engaging in a damn thing related to her.

Do you like fireworks? They're pretty, but I'm against their usage because of how often the remains just turn into litter, they're a fire hazard, and above all they can be a trauma trigger to people and even kill small animals with how fucking scared they get.

Is respect given or earned with you? I give everyone a baseline level of respect which will grow or shrink depending on you.

Are you any good with Photoshop? I think I'm decent, but I am absolutely no pro, there's tons of stuff idk how to do.

The political spectrum. Where do you fall? Somewhere on the left, idk my exact label.

Do you use a top sheet? No, they annoy me more than anything.

Do you know what any of your close friends did yesterday afternoon? Girt's my best friend, and Mom and I went with him and his family to lunch at Red Robin for Mother's Day. Neither of us had ever been there before, and I was really impressed, but way more than anything I just liked being together as a family, I don't see his enough, and I even got to meet his best childhood friend finally.

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dreamcatcherrs · 3 years

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what catches their eyes/attracts them?; mcyt x reader

+ this is in no way factual information, only my very weird and specific opinions :)

dream:

free-spirited people

someone who isn't afraid to speak their mind

confidence, to a certain extent

someone he can be loud with

someone who will wake up in the middle of the night with him to go on a car drive to nowhere

the colour blue (dnf👀)

clean and fresh-looking clothes

satin fabric

big height difference

the smell of citrus fruits

large smiles

silver jewellery

small hands

smart people who aren't afraid to show it

george:

calm, laid back people

someone quiet, but still able to have a laugh

very friendly vibes - even when first meeting them

the colour blue (literally the only interesting colour he's able to see lol)

bright eyes

lip gloss

flower print

slightly shy people who are actually easy to interact with once you start a conversation with them

pastel-coloured nails, not too long

pink-tinted lips

ponytails

the smell of vanilla

puppy eyes

sapnap:

energetic people

someone who can hype up their friends no matter the situation

the colour red

like, a bloody red

soft skin

full lips

loose shirts over skin-tight tops

when shoelaces have a different colour on each shoe

corsets

a very subtle scent of perfume

thigh highs

someone who just wants to enjoy life with the people they're surrounded by

badboyhalo:

large, bright smiles that spread up to your eyes

freckles

button noses

rose-gold jewellery

french manicures

bangs

slightly shy people

genuinely sweet people

not the fake type that talks shit about people behind their backs and then will compliment them a few seconds after

someone who when they enter a room feels like a breath of fresh air to everyone else

someone completely selfless

the smell of lavender

shiny hair

technoblade:

people who aren't afraid to take the lead

glasses

intellectual people

like, for example people who know a lot of random stuff from a bunch of different things that they're interested in

or also just book smart people

slightly clumsy people (finds it cute)

gold jewellery

someone with some mystery to them

refreshing scents, like clean laundry or shampoo

cat eyes (eyeliner)

wilbur soot:

long legs

chokers

shy people

someone who gets flustered easily

glasses + thin bangs

the colours brown and beige together

baggy, comfy clothes

the smell of newly baked cookies

beanies

the kind of person that makes him feel like he can always talk to them - someone he can feel safe with

birth marks

accents

jschlatt:

smart people

the way they speak is just so clean without even noticing

fox eyes

people who aren't afraid to wear sweatpants in public

generally just someone who isn't afraid to do, say and wear whatever they want

someone who stands for what they think and have the balls to say it when needed

nose rings

simple yet flattering pieces of jewellery

long nails

someone who he can stay up all night with and never get tired of them

high heels

hip dips

corpse husband:

fishnets, of course

someone who give 0 fucks about what everyone else thinks of them

unique people

wether that be physical features or straight up the personality, it draws him in

chokers

chunky, black sneakers or boots

someone who can make him happy without even trying

a positive aura for the most part

as in he doesn't want to be surrounded by someone who’s negative or dragging everyone else down with them

the colour yellow

rings - lots of them

karl jacobs:

a walking ray of sunshine, basically

tbh, karl has a couple of things in common with what corpse is attracted to;

positive energy, uniqueness and rings

a palette filled with bright colours

like, almost rave style colours

that could be clothes, makeup, hair, nails, accessories

chunky, white shoes

selfless people

someone who as each day goes by becomes more charming to him

he likes the smell of candles from bath and body works, as we all know

the colour purple

skeppy:

big eyes

someone who’s able to make him laugh without even trying

tooth gaps

someone who has very playful, innocent vibes to them

and someone who can take jokes and pranks

people who walk confidently

the smell of strawberries

long eyelashes

someone who collects things others usually wouldn’t

someone who is very respectful to others

a mix between really comfy clothes and really feminine clothes

fundy:

someone who comes across as “different” than others

and don't you dare think of ✨I’m not like other girls✨ (I know you did -_-)

he just thinks people who think and act very different than others are very interesting

beauty marks

nicely shaped eyebrows

someone who finds mystical things interesting

fox eyeliner (yes, I put this in here because: furry)

someone who has unusual, yet surprisingly good taste in music

people who are constantly warm

red lips

the colour light brown, almost beige-like

quackity:

someone who gets his humour

someone like him, but more quiet and slightly shy

especially when on screen in front of an audience

sliver necklaces

the smell of flowers

dark, extreme eyeliner

loose clothes

freckles

piercings

someone who teases others and who can handle to be teased by others

the colour dark blue

punz:

the colour grey

a fresh fashion sense

yet still very comfortable fits

messy buns

someone who he just knows will be a cool person before he even talks to them

someone who just has that kinda vibe, y’know?

glossy lips

independent people

someone responsible and caring to others

tattoos

navel piercings

awesamdude:

cropped jackets

the colour neon green

hair put up in a bun

someone with a free nature

someone who is a complete wild card

like, someone who will jump over a fence just to get closer to a bunny they think they saw on the other side of it

loose strands of hair

clear nail polish

cargo pants

the smell of chocolate

slimecicle:

people who have comfort items

someone who knows random facts that no one else usually knows

people who have a unique way of thinking

passionate people

and when they talk about what they’re passionate about, they talk for hours

shorter hair

sweet and nutty scents

natural beauty

fluffy hair

honest people

but not brutally honest

the smell of coconut

eret:

eye glitter/shimmer

silky clothes that shine in the moonlight

platform boots/heels

long, flowy dresses

someone who does whatever they want

and who doesn't like being told what to do by others

the colours pink and dark purple

the smell of the ocean

someone who already knows how to live their life

stretch marks

foolish:

low-cut jeans

someone very silly who knows how to have a good laugh

someone very supportive of their friends

curtain bangs

long-sleeved sweatshirts

someone who loves food

puppy eyes

straight, white teeth

someone who is willing to help others in need

someone who doesn't talk badly about others behind their back

someone who knows what they want

jack manifold:

confidence

white, wide-legged pants

the colour light blue or just pure white

people who are very easy-going and fun to be around

someone who can fit into and understand anyones humour

an open-minded person who likes to hear from other people’s point of views when they have a different opinion than them

butterfly patterns

crop tops

oversized t-shirts

hair beads

tommy:

people who are just as loud as him

and at the same time knows when to be serious

the colours yellow and grey

people who are kind to everyone

creative eyeliner

fluffy hair

people who can get so lost in their own world, they almost forget about their surroundings

colourful accessories

someone who isn't afraid to be who they are

someone who has many passions and loves to talk about them

oversized hoodies

tubbo:

hoodies layered over skirts or dresses

frilly socks

people who are very adventurous, and wants to make their life as interesting as possible!

someone who can help him overcome some of his fears

charm bracelets

cute habits

the colours yellow and orange

dimples

the smell of almond milk and honey

people who twirl their hair unknowingly when bored or unfocused

ranboo:

someone who looks intimidating at first (he thinks people like that are cool as fuck)

but then is, like, the sweetest person he’s ever met

loves someone who can speak fluent sarcasm, just like him

he likes sass

glassy skin

fingerless gloves

people who act cocky for the fun of it

but actually don’t care about winning or losing or proving anything

simplistic earring placements

people who have hidden talents, and the more you get to know them, the more talents are revealed

people who don't gossip

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pies-writes-and-more · 3 years

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haikyuu boys as expecting fathers

characters: TimeSkip!Tsukishima Kei, Bokuto Kōtarō, & Ushijima Wakatoshi, all with a Fem!Pregnant!Reader

warnings: pregnant reader and mentions of having a baby so pls be mindful if this makes you dysphoric or if you’re not in a good headspace for it. But otherwise, it’s all fluff so I hope it makes you guys smile!

a/n: everyone around me irl is having babies so here is the result of that LOL i love cute stories about expecting families and shit. All of these are obviously with TimeSkip! characters! And none of the following gifs are mine so credits to the original creators! Hope you guys like it :)

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Tsukishima loves to tease the shit out of you, and that hasn’t really changed since you started getting bigger. But now, he’ll hide your cravings in the top shelves of the pantry so you have to make him come get it. He can’t help it, it’s that angry pouty look in your eyes - he’s so in love with you, even when you look like you’re about to murder him.

But despite him hiding everything you could possibly crave, he is an absolute sweetheart. He calls his mom every now and then to update her about you and the baby, probably asks about what she liked when she was pregnant. She tells him stories about liking to read to him and his brother, or how she enjoyed a nice bath if she was particularly sore that day. She even joked that she found it really hard to put her shoes on so typically she just wore slippers or easy to slip on shoes.

Cut to the next day, you wake up to Tsukishima reading a book of dinosaur facts to your belly. He’s not so much reading it as he is disputing and/or explaining further the facts that are written in it. He doesn’t notice you wake up while he waves away the book and states, “It’s fine. When you’re here, I’ll just bring you to my museum and I’ll show you in person. I can sneak you out of daycare, just don’t tell your mom.”

You had hoped to be able to keep your independence for longer than this, but found yourself struggling to properly put on your shoes. You huffed, muttering something to your unborn kid about how you’d hold this over their heads forever, and just waddled about with the backs of your shoes folded under your heel. Tsukishima raised an eyebrow as he noticed, waiting for you to sit down in the car before holding the door open and bending down to properly put your shoes on.

“Kei, what’re you doing?” You laughed, watching him swiftly tie up your laces. “They’re fine, they’re old shoes anyways.”

“If you wear your shoes like that, you’ll fall and hurt yourself,” he shrugged. “I can’t have you hurting the little Tsukishima just because you can’t put your shoes on.”

His expression was the same plain emotionless face as usual, but you smiled anyways because here he was, kneeling in front of you and helping you with what is supposed to be a simple task.

The day went on as usual, but you definitely weren’t prepared for your husband to call you into the bathroom and display the little bath he had drawn you with your favourite candle lit.

“Did you do something?” You asked him with narrow eyes, making him scoff.

He rolled his eyes, helping you out of your clothes gently, “Am I really such a bad husband that you think I’d have to be feeling guilty to be nice to you?”

You thought about it for a moment before nodding playfully, “Yup. So what did you do?” You laugh and he just flicks your forehead before helping you into the tub.

You watch as he smirks a bit, holding your chin for a second and watching your eyes, “Well I’m the reason you got knocked up so I supposed I have to take care of you don’t I?”

He doesn’t hold that sultry teasing look on his face for too long, especially when you splash him with water, drenching every part of him you could reach 😂.

Bokuto is in a PANIC the closer you get to the due date. You once just felt a bit tired after vacuuming and the boy thought you holding your front meant you were going into early labour.

“I’VE GOT THE CAR KEYS BUT I CAN’T FIND MY WALLET!!! BABE HAVE YOU SEEN NY WALLET? I CAN’T REMEMBER WHERE I PUT IT. OMG WHAT IF THEY WONT TAKE US IN. WHAT IF THERE ARE SO MANY BABIES BEING BORN WE CANT GET IN. I KNEW I SHOULD’VE TAKEN A CLASS ON BIRTHING BABIES!”

You let him run around because he honestly is so entertaining to watch while panicking. He pouts about it later, talking shit about you to your belly, “Your mom’s a big meanie. You need to be born quick so we can team up on her okay?”

“Kōtarō! Don’t you dare try to turn my baby against me!” You laughed, swatting at his head.

Man is overly prepared for any sort of situation. He already set up all the safety baby measures, like corner cushions and outlet covers, though now he’s considering locking up all the knives into a cupboard.

“Kōtarō... how am are supposed to cook like this?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at the lack of your sharp cooking knives.. and the butter knives.

The grown man just poured some more, “I gotta keep both my babies safe alright? I’ll cut everything for you so you don’t cut yourself.”

Except for the fact that Bokuto is definitely more accident prone than you are and has a few bandaids on his fingers now.

As an expecting dad, Bokuto found himself getting more and more teary eyed at any situation that involved a family or a baby. Whether that was just seeing kids and families play in the park that the two of you walked past sometimes, or seeing a commercial for diapers with happy bouncy babies, you would turn to see a misty-eyed Bokuto who would then turn to you and wrap you in a tight squeeze.

He was beyond excited at this point to meet your little baby - he wanted to know what they would look like. The perfect mix between the most perfect woman in the world and him, who was pretty cool thank you very much. This baby was going to be the cutest most amazing kid ever, who would definitely play a really great game of volleyball, Bokuto was sure of it.

Let’s be honest though, pregnancy is not an easy journey. Bokuto loved seeing you grow the baby but he knew that it was a difficult process for you. You were always sore and at the beginning you were always sick. And there were some days where you literally didn’t feel attractive or beautiful at all, but Bokuto would praise you as high as he always did regardless.

“You are the most perfect lady I have ever laid eyes on. The most gorgeous being to ever walk this universe!” He told you one day, pressing kisses all over your face as you laid across a couch.

“Thanks,” you tried to give him a smile - you always appreciated his compliments, even if you didn’t necessarily agree.

“What’s wrong?” He asked you with a small frown, noting your forced smile.

“I just… feel bleh. Not at all like how you’re saying I look,” you admitted with a small smile.

Bokuto’s eyes grew wide in shock, jumping over the couch to sit down on the floor next to you. He clasped your hands in his, pressing kissing to them gently as well. “I know you might not feel it… but I hope you know that I still think it. I don’t even have to force it. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met, and that hasn’t changed even though your body is changing a bit. I don’t need you to wear the most perfect makeup or the best dress for me to think you’re gorgeous. You’re perfect just laying here in my old sweats and I’m happy that I get to come home to see you like this every day,” he grinned, touching your cheek affectionately.

You loved this man. He was so sweet to you in every way possible. But sometimes…. sometimes his sweetness just went a little too overboard. You tried to insist to him that you were pregnant but that didn’t mean you couldn’t do anything. Man refuses to let you do anything for yourself. No lifting boxes, no lifting anything in fear that you might hurt your back.

“Kōtarō, it’s just my purse,” you tried to point out in a laugh, trying to reach it as he held it above your head.

“Nope! Not happening. What if you hurt yourself?”

“... with my purse?”

“Ya!”

“Kōtarō, I have to go shopping for food or we won’t have anything to eat. And baby needs to eat!”

“Well I’ll come with you then!”

“You’ve got practice!”

“It’s fine, I’ll tell them I’ll practice another time! My perfect wife and baby come first,” he’d grin at you and insist on opening all the doors as you two made your way to the car. You fall in love with this man more and more every day, even if he keeps stealing things from your hands.

Ushijima is a really nervous new dad, even if you can’t really tell from his stoic expression. He listens intently to all of the parenting advice people give, bought a few books about newborns, and has hundreds of tabs on his laptop of ranging topics from baby products people insist are necessary, mommy blogs about what is important to do when pregnant, and research that he doesn’t quite understand but feels is important nonetheless.

Ushijima isn’t necessarily a man of words all the time, so you were surprised to find that he started to talk a lot more after finding out that your child could hear him.

“You don’t have to play volleyball if you don’t want to,” he told them quietly one day while the two of you were on the couch. It came so out of the blue that you actually thought he was talking to you.

“Hm?”

“... do you think they’d want to play volleyball?” He asked you sheepishly, glancing at you with a shy expression.

You thought about it for a moment and slowly started to smile, “Well they’ll be attending every single one of your games so I’m sure they’ll be at least interested in learning!”

Ushijima nodded and you watched as a soft smile graced his face. You kept your eyes on him for just a moment longer, seeing a flicker of uncertainty on him.

“Wakatoshi, don’t you dare think for one second you’ll be a bad dad,” you warned him, poking his side and making him jump from surprised.

He stared at you for a moment, blinking, “You know what I’m thinking?”

“I know that you’ve been worried about being a good dad ever since I told you I was pregnant. I know that you’re nervous about being the kind of dad you always wanted to have growing up. I know because I’m terrified of being a good mom too,” you admitted with a nervous sort of smile, interlacing your fingers together. “We’ll be okay together though.”

Ushijima nodded and hummed softly, “We’ll have to take them to France.”

“France??”

“Satori wants to meet them too. He said he would make them chocolate.”

It wouldn’t just be the baby that Satori is constantly trying to spoil, but you as well. He sends over packages of his chocolate for you to try, grinning ear to ear when you call him for a catch-up call.

“Do you like them?” Tendō asked, and you could hear him humming to himself as he moved around a kitchen.

“I love them! But you’re going to make us fat if you keep sending them! They’re much too yummy for me to stop eating!” You laughed, eyes wandering to the kitchen where you knew you still had a few bits of his chocolate left.

“No no no no. I’m just trying to make sure your baby is a cute healthy plump baby! They’ll grow nice and strong!”

It always made you smile, knowing that all these people who loved your husband wanted to love you and the baby as well. Even Ushijima’s new teammates would come by and bring snacks or anything they thought might aid you in your pregnancy. Though, Kageyama wasn’t really sure what pregnant people or babies liked, so he just brought a whole bag of the milk boxes he liked.

“You’ve got to grow big and strong so that I can defeat you in volleyball one day. I can’t defeat your dad right now… cause he’s on my team. But I’ll defeat an Ushijima one day for sure,” he muttered to your belly with a fierce intensity in your eyes that made you laugh, making his ears turn red as he realized that you also heard him (Kageyama, the baby is attached to her, of course she heard you lol).

As it neared your due date, Ushijima prepared himself mentally every passing day. He wanted to be 110% ready so he went over your birthing plan mentally at least 10 times a day and reread over all the articles and information he had gathered over the months. He wanted to be the best father possible, but you insisted to him that you weren’t worried about this at all. After all, he was already the best husband you could ever have asked for.

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loving-medusa · 3 years

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The Dimitrescus take care of Donna Beneviento: Headcanons

WITHOUT A DOUBT, ALCINA DIMITRESCU AND HER DAUGHTERS TAKE CARE OF (AND LOVE) DONNA BENEVIENTO. 100000%. Here are some headcanons for you besties: - Donna has her own room in the castle near the Dimitrescu chambers. She stays over all the time and actually keeps some of her more prized dolls within her bedroom- mainly because she knows the castle is very protected. Her room always smells like flowers! - Alcina and Donna have a little schedule so that whenever Donna is away, Alcina writes her every four days on how her dolls are doing (it helps ease her anxiety and shows that Alcina cares about her.) The maids dust the shelves each day! - Donna also has a ‘crafts’ room of sorts hidden within the heart of the castle- she likes her privacy and usually the door has a little red ribbon tied to the handle when she doesn’t want anyone to barge in. - It’s filled with a special work table and tools- as well as doll parts and other necessary items. There’s also a pair of gloves for her (and a mini pair for Angie.) There’s one mirror in the room but it’s covered with a cloth. - Sometimes, the girls join her! - Daniela pops in from time to time for some peace and quiet- she sits in comfortable silence with Donna and finds that her work is quite soothing. - Bela goes in with tea and a book. They have pleasant conversation and Donna absolutely lights up when Bela indulges her and asks questions about her craft and what she does and how she does it. - Cassandra busts in with cookies or a sweet that she stole from the kitchens and usually goes in to cheer Donna up. She puts on music for them and dances playfully with her, as well as makes her laugh and smile. - The trio also all know how to sew (Alcina managed to teach them lol) and after a tough and/or stressful day, they sit in the room with her and sew together. Eventually, they end up making veils! - Bela decides to sew in Donna’s favorite flowers and makes it look very pretty and feminine. - Cassandra creates little dagger and jewel patterns that she can wear out to a ball or whenever she wants honestly. - And Daniela chooses to be a bit more practical and sews her a thicker veil (though still thin enough to breathe and see through) for the winter months. - Angie is allowed to roam the castle and actually manages to make friends with some of the maids but usually she’s found in the gardens or just around- causing havoc with the daughters. - Alcina and Donna have a close relationship. Whenever Donna’s upset and/or hurt (physically, emotionally, etc.)- Alcina never hesitates to open her arms and hear her out. She loves her very much and would protect her with all of her heart. - Knowing Donna does not like company with those she isn’t familiar with, Alcina and her establish social cues. During events they both attend- Alcina keeps an eye out for something like a subtly raised finger pointing in a different direction, meaning she wants to go there- or maybe Angie is with them and her mouth falls open- that could be a sign of Donna being uncomfortable. Just small things one usually wouldn’t notice unless you knew to look for them. - Alcina HATES. HATES. HATES. how Mother Miranda made Donna a line of defense against Ethan Winters. She’s very protective of her and knows that there are things Donna doesn’t understand- she tries to shield her from the cold brutality of certain things (but knows that it’s difficult, considering the type of atmosphere they’re constantly surrounded with.) - Donna calms down the Dimitrescus. If Daniela is on the verge of tears, or Alcina is overflowing with irritation, or if Cassandra is in a rage- one look at Donna’s still form and her clasped hands and suddenly they’re deflating a bit and thinking about their actions (unless they’re too far gone.) - Something about her quiet presence and how they know that she’s worried about them- it makes them feel a bit guilty for blowing up when she’s near. - Cassandra and Daniela (mainly Dani) are extremely curious and ask Donna to help them see hallucinations. - Reluctantly, she does. It ends up being funny as hell. - They’re running around the castle from various monsters and Bela can’t help herself from laughing so hard she cries. Donna’s shoulders shake slightly as she laughs behind her veil. - Alcina ends up wrestling the girls to their rooms and giving them something to help (although she does share a laugh with Donna.) - Dani asks if she can go again. - Donna and Angie like sweets. Period. - Donna has memorized and named all of her dolls. Bela tries memorizing them all too. - Cassandra gets scrap from her uncle and gives the smaller pieces to Donna so she can work them into her dolls. - Donna and Heisenberg have a bad relationship cuz he’s a dick to her (I love Heis but really my guy? Insulting her after she died? smfh.) - Alcina stands up for her. - THE GIRLS AND HER HAVE LITTLE SLUMBER PARTIES AND PAINT EACH OTHER’S NAILS AND DO MAKEUP AND HAIR! They take turns telling scary stories and trading stories about their lives. They don’t mention Mother Miranda on those nights. - Angie joins them 100% - Alcina smiles to herself in her study or room when she hears the girl’s scream laughter as they giggle with Donna about something one of them said. - On nights where Donna can’t sleep, Alcina sits with her and reads her to sleep. She also checks on her each night (just like she does with the girls) before heading to bed. - Donna also has a good relationship with Moreau but not nearly as good as her one with Alcina. - Donna likes cats. - She takes walks around the castle grounds and such with Alcina and the girls from time to time- usually they’re shrouded in comfortable silence, though when she’s with Alcina- they talk about everything and anything. - Donna rarely talks to others- so the main people she communicates with are the Dimitrescus, Moreau, and Mother Miranda (though she tries to stay away from her honestly.) - Alcina’s loyalty may run deep for Mother Miranda- but she’d do anything for Donna. She’s her most trusted (and only) friend. - Donna checks on Alcina from time to time. When Angie shows up in her office, Alcina knows it’s Donna’s way of saying “take a break and come visit me” and Angie leads her to whichever room she’s in. - They have tea together all the time. - Donna doesn’t like thunderstorms but she appreciates their beauty. WELP. THAT’S ALL I HAVE FOR TODAY. HOPE YOU LIKE IT XOXO.

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