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#I know it’s all in good fun and it’s friendship stuff don’t worry
dannyricsmirrorball · 5 months
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tying the knot • cl16 part 3 ੈ✩‧₊˚
ੈ✩‧₊˚ pairing || charles leclerc x gasly!reader
ੈ✩‧₊˚ genre || social media au
ੈ✩‧₊˚ summary || baby fever is a disease and it’s contagious!
alt. y/n is pierre’s younger sister. there’s no way she’s dating his best friend aka her childhood friend… right?
ੈ✩‧₊˚ warning || google translate 😬 again lol
ੈ✩‧₊˚ a/n || so initially thought this would be the last one but alas it is not… so one or two more party’s left! also charles on POLEEEEE LFG
NOT PROOF READ YET!
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yourusername honeymooninggg
francisca.cgomes missing u babyyyy
⤷ yourusername i miss uuuuu kika bby 💕
username8 y/n and her mystery husband are sooo cute
username91 god i have seen what u have done for others
landonorris y/n jpg coming????
⤷ yourusername u wishhhh
arthur_leclerc have fun love birds 🐦🕊️😘😅
carla.brocker so stunning y/n/n 🤍
charles_leclerc safety hazard in the first pic mon beux
username16 charles and y/n honeymooning b4 the break is over, they’re so cute 🥹
⤷ username55 y/n charles shippers still exist?
lilymhe COME BACK NOW
⤷ yourusername soon!
⤷ alex_albon really. how soon is soon?🙄
⤷ yourusername blah blah haterrrrrr
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yourusername past couple months
username91 oh to be y/n gasly 🫠
⤷ username18 not gasly anymore!
⤷ username91 omg that’s right but we don’t know what her husbands last name is!!!
⤷ username52 maybe she didn’t change it? or got it hyphenated?
⤷ username16 y/n leclerc. sounds pretty good to me.
username9 always a ferrari gal ❤️
francisca.cgomes hotttt
isahernaez linda 😍
username9 even tho i’d love to know who he is, i still love the cute pics y/n posts of her and her husband
⤷ username82 they’re kinda like instead of private but not secret, they’re secret but not private LOL
username63 they’ve sucked her into there padel mania oh no
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yourusername cute stuff
tagged carla.brocker, charlotte2304, lilymhe, alex_albon, charles_leclerc, francisca.cgomes
username16 the charles shirt 😭
username73 more charles x y/n content. we are winningggg.
username72 ahhh i love all her friendships especially w alex and lily
maxverstappen1 nice shirt 👍
username23 love that y/n is always some how w alex and lily
⤷ alex_albon she doesn’t leave us alone
⤷ yourusername you love meeee
charlotte2304 mi manchi, bella ragazza
⤷ yourusername i miss uuuu
alex_albon ur welcome for the shirt y/n/n ✌️
⤷ charles_leclerc 🤨
⤷ alex_albon it wasn’t all me!!!
⤷ charles_leclerc don’t worry alex, ik lily was the mastermind 😒
⤷ lilymhe what’s it to u???! it’s funnyyyy
charles_leclerc never letting u take the wheel again
⤷ yourusername boooo whatevaaaa
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mlnmarta un début octobre sur la côte d'azur ur
translation: an early october on the french riviera
tagged riccardobenetta, charles_leclerc
yourusername mon coeur explose 🥹❤️‍🔥
yourusername baby c 😭
yourusername je vous aims tellement ❤️❤️
⤷ mlnmarta nous aussi ❤️
username16 y/n freaking out is so realllll
joris__trouche boubouuuu 🥹
charlottesiine bébé chiara 😍💕
username11 omfg charles w a baby. i’m on the floor.
charles_leclerc 🤍
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yourusername ma petite fille 🩷
tagged yourfriend1
username17 y/n w kids 🥰
yourfriend1 give her back!
⤷ yourusername never!
francisca.cgomes so cuteeee 💘
landonorris don’t drop her 😳
⤷ yourusername how could u even suggest it?!
leclerc_pascale tu es le prochain 😉🥰
⤷ yourusername maman! 😅
⤷ lorenzotl 😂
⤷ arthur_leclerc better get to work 😉🤣
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yourusername auntie duties 💐
tagged yourfriend1, yourfriend2
username27 she’s so pretty
username74 baby fever arising
yourfriend2 u can take them for longer!
⤷ yourusername i just abt might take them forever 🥹🥹
⤷ yourfriend2 oh that’s not-
francisca.cgomes perfeita 😍
yourfriend1 coolest aunt out!
landonorris they trust u w their kids?!?
⤷ yourusername ur parents trust me w u?
⤷ alex_albon owned.
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charles_leclerc pourquoi tous nos amis ont des bébés?
translation: why do all our friends have babies?
tagged mlnmarta, riccardoberetta, yourfriend1, yourusername
username18 lmfao y/n and charles rlly are just surrounded by a bunch of babies and toddlers
username15 i’m actually dead at the amount of charles and y/n x babies content we’ve been getting
username54 charles acting like we don’t know he has the biggest baby fever ever… i mean look at talk the reels he likes
⤷ username7 same as y/n like that baby fever has KICKED IN
riccardoberetta ❤️
yourusername 🥹
username82 does no one else find all these baby posts from y/n and charles a bit… suspicious
⤷ username72 no? u guys need to get over this agenda, like they’re just childhood friends
pierregasly surprised u know how to hold one mate
⤷ charles_leclerc cant say the same for u
landonorris y/n looks like she’s going to eat the poor thing
⤷ charles_leclerc i think she wanted to 😅
⤷ yourusername U DIDNT SEE HIS LITTLE CHEEKS 🥹
mlnmarta 😍
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yourusername j'en veux un
translation: i want one
tagged yourfriend2, mlnmarta
yourfriend2 😳 ummmm please return my baby b4 u say these things…
⤷ yourfriend1 don’t trust her.
⤷ yourusername whatever do u mean… ☺️☺️
username9 ik we were all joking abt y/n having baby fever but i fr think she does
username88 girly just got married and she already wants a baby LMFAO
⤷ username72 i mean i would to if charles leclerc was my husband
⤷ username2 average delulu charles y/n stan
username82 that pic of charles and baby c moved and changed y/n and that is so relatable of her
⤷ username26 literally SAME
landonorris have u seen ur laundry room?
⤷ yourusername shut up. you’re literally a child.
pierregasly oh? 😀
lilymhe MILF MILF MILF MILF MILF
⤷ yourusername LET’S BE MILFS TOGETHER
⤷ lilymhe OMFG YES
⤷ alex_albon oh! 😃🤨
username18 don’t mind her. she’s going through a phase 😬
danielricciardo i knew there was a reason u begged to come back to the farm w me! u wanted to steal my nephews and nieces 🫨
⤷ yourusername they’re just so cutieful 🥹🥹
username17 wild y/n on the loose! hide ur kids!!!
joris__trouche u guys are too much 🤣🤣
⤷ username91 what does he mean ‘you guys’… when i tell u everything is piling onto my charles y/n agenda 😗
mlnmarta si mignon, baby c tu manques 🌸🌸
⤷ yourusername I MISS HER 🥹😘❤️
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charlotte2304 what a weekend 🏎️❤️
tagged carla.brocker, francisca.cgomes
carla.brocker 🩷🩷
username17 where’s y/n lol
francisca.cgomes 💕
lorenzotl ma belle
username72 leclerc wagsss so pretty
username01 where’s y/n?!
username18 y/n has NEVER missed monza. where is she?!
username89 leclerc wags w/o y/n 🥺
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francisca.cgomes 🇮🇹
username9 the prettiest gal in the paddock
username14 her fits 😍😍
username16 miss y/n and kika in the paddock together
⤷ username81 please it’s one race 🙄
pierregasly 🤍
charlotte2304 😍
carla.brocker 💘
username17 i needddd her dress
luisinhaoliveira99 so pretty 💘🌸
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lilymhe p7 for my mansssss 🍝
tagged alex_albon
username23 his good luck charm!!!
username41 she looks so bored w/o y/n
username18 lily where’s y/n?!!!
⤷ username16 fr where is she?! she never misses monza!
alex_albon 🐐🐐
williamsracing monza minister of defenseeeee 📣📣
2 years later // 2025
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francisca.cgomes famfun&friends
username53 sweetest couple
username18 missing y/n and kika hoursss
username21 it’s been two years. where is y/n hiding!!!
username14 every time kika or pierre or lily or like anyone posts i cross my fingers that y/n is in a pic and i’m always disappointed
pierregasly ma belle 😘
lando.jpg pic creds??
⤷ francisca.cgomes desculpe lan
⤷ username17 if u had told me 2-3 years ago that lando and kika were mates i would’ve been shocked
⤷ username4 it’s all thanks to y/n… she brought together all those random pairings bc they were all friends w her… and now she’s no where to be found 🫠
charles_leclerc stop taking my man 🤬
⤷ francisca.cgomes then give me back my girl!!!
⤷ username16 GIRL?!? 😳
⤷ username68 charles has a gf?!
⤷ username45 OMFG
⤷ username63 it’s y/n guys… like trust meeeee
⤷ username78 pack it up granny
⤷ charles_leclerc no girlfriend
⤷ username16 OH?! officially confused.
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lilymhe recent 🌃
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username1 i’m actually so emo bc where tf is y/n
username82 lily hanging out w charles has rlly reminded me how much i miss y/n. like what happened? where did she go!!
username17 all the best wagssss
alex_albon ✌️
heidiberger_ ilyyyyy
⤷ lilymhe mwahhhh
username76 all of them hanging out without y/n feels sooo wrong
⤷ username73 it’s been TWO years bro like get over it
⤷ username14 how do u know that she’s not there? they might just not post photos of her bc she wants privacy lol
⤷ username54 WHAT IVE BEEN SAYING!! like everyone has been throwing a hissy for the past two years abt y/n and where she is but like are we forgetting that kika is her sister-in-law and pierre is her literal brother also she grew up w the leclercs and lily has been her best friend for like over five years - i guarantee she just doesn’t have a presence on social media but is surely still in their lives
charles_leclerc traitor! i look like an idiot
⤷ lilymhe well i mean…
⤷ charles_leclerc wounded
francisca.cgomes miss u ml x
carmenmmundt 🤍
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charles_leclerc no words. ❤️
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username18 “for the first time ever, charles leclerc is champion of the world!” was music to my earssss
username61 LFGGGGGG
username92 ⭐️boyyyyy
username16 il predestinato fulfils the prophecy
scuderiaferrari il formidable, il predestinato ❤️❤️
carlossainz55 deserved hermano. felicidades!
pierregasly félicitations mon frère 🫶
lorenzotl waouh charles ❤️🤍
landonorris congrats mate 😘
francisca.cgomes congratulations charles!!! 🫶💘
joris__trouche bravo mon beaux 😉😘
yourusername jamais été aussi fier de réaliser vos rêves! champion du monde ❤️ toujours à vos côtés 🤍
translation: never been prouder, fulfilling your dreams! champion of the world. forever by your side
⤷ charles_leclerc pour toujours
username71 UMMMM Y/N???!!
username8 after years of radio silence the first sign of y/n is her congratulating charles on his wdc 😭😭 they are soulmates, u cna not make this shit up
alex_albon 🔝 job charlie
lilymhe 👏👏
arthur_leclerc bon travail frère ❤️🤍
leclerc_pascale mon bébé 🥰
georgerussell63 let’s gooo 👍👏
lewishamilton 💜
username16 the way y/n’s comment is the only one charles replied too 👀
taglist: @chalecbooks @lxclerc @1655clean @dl-yum @honey6578 @lillianacristina @xcinnamongirl @glitterf1 @christianpulisic10
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galaxy-siren · 10 months
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Red Carnations
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Summary: After Dustin introduces Eddie to his favorite florist, you, he falls hard and fast. 
Word Count: 3k
Warnings: fluff, friends to lovers, cheesy, love confessions, my need to incorporate flowers/flower language into everything, an OC (not reader)
AN: I have been working on this one for a while and finally got around to finishing it. As I’ve said before I LOVE flowers and flower language (or floriography), and I wanted to write a flower shop AU, so here you go. Hope you all enjoy! 
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“Dustin, what the hell are we doing here?” Eddie looked around the shop they had just walked into. Flowers covered almost every inch of it. Eddie recognized some of them, but it mostly looked like a sea of color to him.
“I told you. I am getting my mom flowers for her birthday. And the girl that works here really knows her flowers, so I trust no one else.” Dustin stated as he stopped to look at a bouquet of lilies.
Eddie chuckled, “Didn’t realize you were so intense about flowers dude.”
Dustin turned to him, a very serious expression on his face, “You do realize that there is a language of flowers, right? Which means that there is a correct bouquet to gift your mother; I’m not about to hand my mom a bouquet that says, ‘I hate you.’”
“Ok,” Eddie held his hands up in defense, “let’s get on with this. I told everyone to meet up at Gareth’s for the campaign in thirty minutes.”
“Don’t worry, Y/N is the best and she will come up with something amazing.” Dustin walked over to the counter and rang the bell to let you know he was there.
“I’ll be out in a second.” You yelled from the back.
“No worries. Take your time.” Dustin replied.
“Is that my favorite customer in the world Dustin Henderson?”
“That would be correct.”
You emerged from the back, “Oh my god, it feels like ages since the last time you came in.”
“Well, I haven’t needed flowers recently.”
“That’s never stopped you from dropping in from time to time before,” you rounded the counter and gave Dustin a hug, “or have I taught you all you need to know about flowers, so you don’t need to stop by anymore?”
“Sorry.” Dustin returned the hug in kind.
You released him from the hug, took off his hat, and mussed up his curls, “Oh, I’m just giving you a hard time, I know your probably busy with school, and your smart science stuff, and your DND club.”
“Speaking of that DND club, this is Eddie. He’s the DM of Hellfire.”
You smiled, “It’s so nice to finally meet you. Dustin talks about you all the time.”
Eddie blinked a couple times, trying to figure out if he was dreaming. You were absolutely breathtaking that you couldn’t possibly be real, “H-h-hi.”
“I’ve always been interested in DND ever since Dustin told me about it.”
He laughed nervously, “Y-yeah, um, it’s, uh, it’s pretty great, awesome actually.”
You gave him a warm and endearing smile, “Maybe one day I can experience it for myself.”
“Yeah, it’s a lot of fun,” Eddie cleared his throat, “would, uh, would definitely recommend giving it a t-try.”
Dustin’s eyebrows pinched together in confusion. He had never seen Eddie like this before. When he thought of Eddie, confident and loud were the first words that came to mind. But here he was a stammering mess, tripping over his words, and grinning like an idiot.
“What are you in the market for today, Dustin?” You walked behind the counter.
He focused his attention back onto you, “My mom’s birthday is coming up, and she told me she doesn’t want any gifts, but I don’t want to not get her anything, so I thought some flowers would be nice.”
“You are the sweetest, you know that kid?” you grabbed a notebook and a pen, “alright, if I remember correctly your mom likes yellow and green, right?”
“Yes.” Dustin nodded.
“Okay,” you leaned against the counter and tapped the pen against your cheek in thought, “well, yellow roses, while usually a symbol of friendship, do represent delight and gratitude, so those are a good option,” you quickly scribbled down some notes, then your eyes brightened when you got an idea, “ooh, green chrysanthemums!”
“What do those symbolize?” Dustin asked with excitement.
“They are said to bring good fortune and good health.” You ran to the back and grabbed a couple of yellow roses and green chrysanthemums to show Dustin.
“Those look really good!”
“And then for an accent,” you looked around to find the perfect flower to tie it all together, “yes,” you walked around the counter to a small barrel, “white daisies.”
“What do daisies mean?” Eddie asked.
You turned to him and smiled, “They represent joy and cheerfulness.”
You walked back to the counter and put the whole bouquet together and held it up for Dustin.
Dustin clapped his hands together, “You’ve done it again, Y/N! You are amazing!”
“I try my best.” You waved a hand at him dismissively.
Eddie leaned against the counter, “I had no idea that there was a language to flowers.”
“Oh, yeah, floriography has been around for centuries.”
“Flori—what now?” Eddie’s eyebrows rose in question.
“Floriography, the language of flowers,” Dustin lightly smacked Eddie’s arm, “try to keep up, man.”
You continued, “The term I believe was coined in the 19th century, that’s when sending messages through flowers became really popular in Europe, especially in England and France. However, flowers have always had a number of symbolic meanings throughout many cultures since like the beginning of time most likely.”
“Fascinating,” Eddie smiled, “you said people would send messages through flowers?”
“Yup, in Victorian England it was how lovers would communicate with each other. So, for example, if you received yellow pansies from someone it meant they were thinking of you, or white lilies were used to convey that your love was pure.”
“So, this was like the Victorian version of flirting.” Eddie said.
You chuckled, “I guess you could say that.”
A brief beat of silence fell between you. You just looked at each other and smiled.
Dustin looked back and forth between the two of you, trying to decipher if what Eddie was doing was flirting, “Eddie, don’t we need to get going?”
“What? Oh, right.” Dustin saw what appeared to be a twinge of disappointment in his expression.
“Do you need these flowers now, or do you want to pick them up later?” You asked.
“Can I pick them up tomorrow?”
“Of course, I’ll keep them nice a fresh for you until then.” You smiled.
“You’re the best, Y/N,” Dustin returned the smile, “come on, Eddie, let’s go.”
Dustin started to exit the shop. Eddie slowly backed out, “Nice meeting you.”
“Nice meeting you too, Eddie.”
He practically melted at the smile you gave him. It was so distracting that he ended up tripping over the mat by the door. He quickly straightened himself up and turned around, hoping you didn’t see him fall.
“Dude…what’s wrong with you?” Dustin asked as they exited the shop.
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After that day, Eddie constantly found a reason to go back to the flower shop. He took Dustin back to pick up the flowers for his mom. When Steve told him that he was trying to win over some girl, he suggested getting her some flowers. When Mike told him about a fight he got into with El, Eddie drove him to the flower shop and told him he could create an “apology” bouquet. And when Lucas said he wanted to do something for Max since she was coming home from the hospital, he took him to the flower shop as soon as possible, he even got some flowers for Max himself.
Dustin had quickly figured out why Eddie kept taking people to the flower shop, and he took advantage of it. At first, he would get Eddie to offer to take him. Saying something along the lines of, “I can’t remember if I should send Suzie red or pink roses,” or “I wonder what would be a good gift to give Nancy for her birthday.” But he eventually dropped the act and would just ask, “Want to go to the flower shop?” and Eddie would finish up whatever he was doing, or sometimes drop whatever he was doing, grab his keys, and head for the van.
Eddie would do practically anything so he could see you.
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Every time Eddie came to the shop, you were delighted. You had grown fond of the metalhead. He was funny, passionate, and above all else, kind. You always looked forward to seeing him. It was always a good time if he came with Dustin, especially since they would stay for an hour or two.
It had been months since Eddie first came into the shop, and you had come to the realization that you were falling in love with Eddie. It was something you could no longer deny. The way your heart would skip a beat every time he walked through the door, the gigantic smile that you couldn’t hide even if you tried when he would talk to you, the heat that would spread in your cheeks when he smiled at you, you were absolutely smitten.
The idea of asking him out had come to mind several times, and there were even a couple of attempts, but you always ended up second guessing yourself.
You sat in the back of the shop, putting together an order. It was a bouquet of red carnations, a symbol of love. The message they conveyed was “my heart aches for you,” and could sometimes be considered a love confession. A gentle smile graced your features as you thought about whoever the lucky recipient of the flowers would be. You put the finishing touches on the bouquet, wrapping the flowers in red and pink tissue paper, and tying them together with a red ribbon.
The owner of the shop, Violet, walked into the back. She was an older woman, sweet and a little eccentric, definitely more of a free spirit than most people her age. She had a nurturing energy about her, making her feel more like a maternal figure than your boss. With a smile on her face, she said, “Well aren’t those lovely.”
You looked up at her, “Aren’t they? Looks like whoever ordered these has something important to tell someone.”
Violet took a closer look at the bouquet and patted you on the back for a job well done. She leaned against the table and nodded her head in the direction of the door, “Your favorite customer is out there.”
“Really? Dustin already came by earlier.” You stood up and placed the finished order in the cooler to keep the flowers looking fresh until they were ready to be picked up.
“Not the kid, the handsome fellow with the long hair that you always act like a lovestruck teenager around.” Violet poked you in the arm and gave you a knowing smirk.
You winced, “Is it that obvious?”
“You can’t fool these eyes, my dear. They’re far too wise,” Violet gave your arm a gentle squeeze, “Now, go and see what he wants, hm?”
“I have more orders to finish.”
“Fear not, Cinderella, your fairy godmother has come to help,” Violet spun you around, eliciting a giggle from you, “I’ll finish these up, you go and get your prince charming.”
“Thanks, Vi, but calling him my prince charming would just be wishful thinking.” You stated before walking out from the back.
“That’s what you think.” Violet whispered in a sing-song voice to herself.
-
“Hi, Eddie.” You greeted once you emerged from the back.
Eddie had been leaning against the counter, but the second he heard your voice he straightened up, “H-hi, hello.” He waved at you, cringed at himself, and stuffed his hands into his pockets.
You smiled at him, you had always found his awkwardness to be endearing, “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“I, uh,” he scratched the back of his neck, “I came to pick up an order.”
“Oh, are you picking up that order Steve put in the other day?”
“No, uh, ac-actually, I put in an order for some flowers.” He started twiddling his thumbs.
“Oh, okay, let me go grab them.” You started wracking your brain of all the orders you’d worked on the past couple of days and tried to remember if you had seen his name on any of them. Once you got to the back, you remembered the order you had just finished earlier, the one with red carnations. The image of the order slip popped into your head with the initials E.M. written across the top.
Your heart sank. The order was Eddie’s. He was giving those flowers to someone. And after coming to the shop so much, you knew he had picked up a thing or two about flower language. There was someone out there who Eddie loved, and he was going to tell them. You felt a sting of jealousy, but the more overwhelming feeling was pain. You blinked back the tears you felt coming on, grabbed the bouquet, and walked back out to the front.
Plastering a smile on your face to hide the pain, you gingerly placed the flowers on the counter, “Ah, so this is yours.”
“Yup.”
“Well, I just finished this a couple minutes ago, so it should last a while if you get them in some water by the end of the day.”
Eddie nodded in response.
“Are these for someone special?” You debated even asking the question, but your curiosity got the better of you, even though you knew the answer would cut you to the core.
“You could—” Eddie lost his balance as he went to lean against the counter but caught himself, “you could say that.”
You knew that was going to be the answer, but it still hurt hearing it, “They’re very lucky, red carnations are beautiful flowers.”
“I hope she’ll like them.” Eddie said with a slightly nervous smile on his face.
Another pang hit your heart, but you pushed the hurt down and handed him the flowers, “Well, it looks like you paid for these already, and I don’t want to hold you up, so good luck.”
“Thanks,” Eddie took them and began to walk away, but turned back around, “here you go.”
You stared at him in confusion as he held out the bouquet to you, “I don’t understand.”
“Take them.” He took a step closer to the counter.
“Is something wrong with them?” You asked.
“Oh my god! The flowers are for you, silly!” You and Eddie both looked over to see Violet standing in the doorway to the back.
“What?” You looked back and forth between Violet, Eddie, and the flowers.
Violet walked over to you, “He ordered these for you, my dear. He came in a couple days ago on your day off. It was so cute, he said, ‘I need flowers to tell Y/N I love her.’”
With wide eyes, you snapped your head in Eddie’s direction.
“You’re kind of stepping on my toes here.” Eddie said.
“Oh, my apologies. I’ll just go finish up those orders.” Violet excused herself to the back, but not before giving Eddie an encouraging thumbs up.
A small sliver of hope filled your heart, “Is what Vi said true?”
Eddie stared at the floor and fidgeted with his rings, “Yeah.”
“You love me?”
“I do.”
You broke out into a bright, joyous smile.
“Look, I know this probably feels like it’s coming out of nowhere, but these past few months…” he paused trying to figure out how to articulate feelings, but he let out a frustrated groan when the words wouldn’t come to him, “I just have had all these strange feelings I’ve never felt before, and like I never get nervous, but the second I meet you I am stumbling over my words and get all clumsy. I was going out of my way to see you, because your smile makes me happy and your laugh is like music to my ears, and I sound like such a moron right now.” Eddie groaned again and ran a shaky, nervous hand through his hair.
“You don’t I promise.” You encouraged him to continue.
He finally looked at you, “Again, maybe this is too fast, but I know that I love you. I realized it after you listened to me ramble on and on about DND for almost an hour straight and then told me to keep going when I got self-conscious about it.”
A light laugh escaped through your smile as you recalled that day, “Can I tell you something?”
“Of course.” Eddie answered, hoping what you had to say wouldn’t be a rejection.
“That was the day I realized that I love you too.”
Eddie’s eyes grew twice their size, “Wait, really!” you nodded eagerly, and Eddie let out a giant sigh of relief, “oh thank god, you have no idea how nervous I was.”
“What are you doing just standing there, go and kiss him!” You both turned to see Violet once again standing in the doorway, “Sorry, sorry, I’m leaving.”
Once she went to the back again, you rounded the counter, wrapped your arms around Eddie’s neck, and kissed him. Eddie was a little taken aback at first, but soon placed one hand on the small of your back and the other he lifted to gently cup your cheek and returned the kiss.
When you broke apart, Eddie was the first to speak, “So, would you like to go out for dinner once your shift is over?”
“I would like that very much.” You kissed the tip of his nose.
“Feel free to leave early, my dear!” Violet shouted from the back.
“How the hell did she hear all that?” Eddie whispered.
“She has supersonic hearing,” you chuckled, “Thanks, Vi, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Have fun you two! I expect to hear all about your evening the second you get here in the morning!”
You grabbed your bag, your flowers, and then Eddie hand, “Where to?”
“The diner on Main Street?”
“I love that place!”
“Then our chariot awaits.” Eddie kissed the back of your hand and pulled you towards the door.
Once you were seated at the diner, you looked at Eddie like you were trying to piece something together.
“What’s up?” Eddie asked.
“I was just thinking,” you leaned your head against your hand, “the day you talked about DND was almost a month ago. Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
Eddie smiled and reached his hand across the table to take yours. He gently swiped his thumb across your knuckles and said, “You speak the language of flowers, so I thought I would let the flowers do the talking.”
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wolfjackle-creates · 10 months
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Bring Me Home: Chapter 2 Part 4
Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.
In this segment, Sam and Tucker join the chaos!
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As they walked to the burger joint, Danny would point out areas of damage and talk about the fight that caused it. Tim kept track of every comment and was already trying to think of methods to minimize it in the future.
His friends were eating the stories up. Bart especially had way too much fun asking about Danny’s crazy rogues. Skulker was his current favorite. “He wants your pelt?”
“I know, right? He’s so extra.” Then Danny pointed up ahead. “We’re almost there. You can see the building from here. And those two people are my friends.” Danny waved a hand in the air and two teens, one dressed all in black and the other in yellow, waved back.
Danny sped up and soon it was Tim’s turn to give introductions. “Hi! You must be Sam and Tucker. I’ve heard so much about you guys from Danny. These are my friends, Conner, Bart, and Cassie.”
Sam shook his hand. “From Gotham, right? I love the vibes there. What I wouldn’t do for a single good gargoyle in Amity.”
Tim laughed. “I think that’s the first time anyone’s ever said that to me. Most people try and say they’re sorry for me growing up there. As if Gotham isn’t my home.”
Tucker elbowed her. “That’s our resident goth for you. I’m the tech guy. I’d go just for a chance to check out Wayne Enterprises. The stuff they produce”—he held his hands to his chest—“I’d be in heaven.”
Conner grinned. “Well I’m sure Tim could pull a few strings to get you a tour, what with being Bruce Wayne’s foster kid and all.”
“Kon!” hissed Tim even as Tucker’s eyes lit up.
“Bruce Wayne is your foster dad? You must always get the newest tech. Can I see your phone? At least check out the specs? What I’ve heard of it is to die for! Wait, Danny, is that the phone you were working on? Is she as beautiful as they say?”
Danny groaned and rushed to slap a hand over Tucker’s mouth. “Licking my hand isn’t gonna work, Tuck! Quit gushing at my friend. Tim is interested in an ectobattery, so we’ll stop by your place before returning to my home to grab some for everyone. Then you can at least see the hardware. But you won’t be looking at the software. Capiche?”
Tim glared at Conner as Danny let go of Tucker’s mouth.
“Fine.” Tucker pouted even as he aquiesed.
Sam rolled her eyes. “Quit your fanboying, Tucker. It’s embarrassing.” Then she greeted everyone else. To Conner, she said, “Cool look. Are you actually punk or just taking the aesthetic?”
Conner’s eyes were wide and he looked over to Tim who just shrugged at him. “I— um, I don’t know. What does it mean to be actually punk?”
Sam grinned and opened her mouth, but before she could start talking, Tucker interrupted. “Let’s go in and order. I want my meat and you can continue this conversation inside.”
“Boys!" Sam threw her hands up in the air. "If you ate something besides meat, you’d have more stamina to keep up!”
Tim bit his lip to hold back a laugh. They really were just like Danny said.
Danny groaned. “Sam! Tuck! It’s fine. Lets go in and place our orders. Then you can lecture Conner all about counterculturalism and punk values.”
Conner looked between them all. “Wait, why am I getting a lecture?”
Tucker shook his head. “Dude, you’re the one who asked Sam about what makes someone punk. You’re not getting out of this one.”
Danny made a noise of agreement. “But don’t worry, Sam makes her lectures interesting at least. Enjoy being radicalized!”
Tim put his arm around Conner. “Let me know if you need to get out of it.”
As they made their way inside, Tucker moved so he was walking next to Cassie. “So, Cassie, right? Where are you from?” His voice was pitched low.
Wow, so Tucker really was as bad at flirting as Danny always said.
Cassie realized something was up, and her tone was wary as she answered, “Um, Gateway City. You ever been?”
Tim looked over his shoulder and raised and eyebrow at her, silently asking if she wanted him to intervene. She shook her head slightly and twitched a finger towards Bart who was on her other side.
“Hey!” called an unfamiliar voice. “Watch it, Fentina!”
Tim turned forward just in time to catch Danny who’d been shoved backwards by a boy as big as Conner.
“Really?” asked Danny. He squeezed Tim’s hand as he got his balance back. “What was that for?”
Tim took a step forward and made a show of sizing the boy up. “You must be Dash. Danny’s told me a lot about you.”
Dash sneered at him. “And who are you? Some other nerd?”
Conner stood taller at his side and he felt Cassie and Bart take up positions just behind him. Cassie was the one to snort and quip, “Nerd? What decade are you from? The eighties wants its insult back. Or was that a seventies thing?”
Tucker snickered. “Yeah, Dash. Nerds rule the world right now.”
“Well you don’t rule high school,” said Dash, crossing his arms.
An equally large Asian boy took position next to him. “Yeah, we’re in charge for now. So move it.”
Danny bristled next to him. “I wasn’t even in your way!”
Tim cleared his throat. “Dash Baxter, right? Oldest child of Zachary and Alice Baxter. Dog named Poo—” Danny slammed a hand over Tim’s mouth and he glared at his friend.
“Oh my god, Secrets! What have you done? I swear to god, if you keep going…”
Behind them, he heard Bart laugh and say, “And that’s Bingo for me!”
“Well, damn,” replied Conner. “And I was so close.” If he wasn’t so pissed off at Dash, he would’ve rolled his eyes at their antics. He was so not at risk of going evil.
Dash was staring at all of them, mouth open. “Who are you?”
So Tim spoke into the hand over his mouth as he glared back at Danny. “He deserves it.”
“Nope, don’t care.” To Dash, Danny said, “This is a friend of mine. He and his friends are visiting from out of town.”
But of course things couldn’t just be left at that. Tucker spoke up to add, “He’s Tim Drake. His foster dad is Bruce Wayne.”
Danny turned his glare on his friend. “Tucker,” he hissed.
“What?” the boy shot back. “It’s true!”
Dash snorted. “Right. I’m just supposed to believe you’re friends with a kid of the Bruce Wayne.”
“You don’t have to believe anything,” retorted Danny. “Just let us go order our food in peace. I’m just trying to have a fun evening with my friends.”
Dash glared at him again, but his eyes flicked to the rest of them, lingering especially long on Conner. “You’ll regret lying to us, losers. Come on, Kwan. I need a shower after touching the twink.”
Tim twisted out of Danny’s hand. “What the fuck did you just call him?”
But the two boys didn’t turn around as they stopped out of the restaurant and Danny gripped his bicep and Conner put a restraining arm around his shoulders.
“It’s fine, Tim,” said Danny. “You know they’re always like that.”
“Say the word, Polaris, and I’ll do it.”
But Danny just shook his head and started pulling him towards the counter. “Let’s just order our food and sit down so Sam can give Conner her lecture on what punk is.”
Tim clenched his teeth, but allowed himself to be pulled to the counter where they ordered an obscene amount of food thanks to the appetite of four metas. He insisted on using B’s card to pay for everyone.
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This scene was a ton of fun to write. And Tim gets to meet Danny's bullies in person for the first time. He has several years of pent up frustration from the stories Danny shared.
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graysnetwork · 9 months
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TOO REAL?
Brothers bsf type of au for Keegan making write more.
I wrote this in like an hour so bare with me as this isn’t very long.
Info: fyi, just so you know this is just a little imagine for what’s happened in the past when Keegan goes out with girls. But this isn’t set after that last part basically. FEM READER
Warnings: none.
Summary: Keegan pulls up to your house as he rushes for a date
Here Keegan was pulling up to your house, making a bunch of noise as he shoved the keys in the lock of the front door. You walked down the stairs opening the door expecting someone else like your parents. But Keegan quickly ran up the stairs while saying “thanks”
You stood there confused before looking out the door seeing his car, a girl in the passenger seat waiting patiently. You put two and two together and figured he probably left something in the guest room or your brothers room.
The girl noticed you, turning to you and waving, you realized it was a girl from your school— Emily, she was a nice girl, always had a things for Keegan from what you knew. She wasn’t rude or annoying, she was sweet and pretty. All good reasons for Keegan to go out with her.
He ran down the stairs with a shoe box in hand and the pair of Jordan’s on his feet,
“I left my shoes here, sorry, I’m in a rush” he explained while stuffing his normal shoes in the box. “It’s fine, uh.. be nice to Emily” you told him. “yeah, I will don’t worry” he told you nodding as he walked out to the porch.
“she’s a sweet girl, don’t blow her off like your last girlfriend” you informed him, he stood there forgetting about the whole rush he was in.
“yeah.. I’ll be good, promise” he said as he turned around and walked down the steps of the porch.
“alright, hope you have fun” you said closing the door quietly. It never got easier seeing him go out with girls, first of all it was just weird,
second of all you wanted to be the girl to go out with him, you didn’t care if your brother would get pissed about it, you wanted to be the one going out getting dinner and getting a kiss goodbye from him.
You just wanted to be with him, but maybe it’d ruin everything for Keegan and your brother, maybe it’d ruin your friendship with Keegan, maybe it’d hurt your feelings. Keegan would be going off the university in a year so what’s the point of trying to go out with him.
Keegan stood there for a few second as he turned around to go back to you— he’d rather take you out. Have you all to himself, and be the only guy to ever kiss your lips.
He was met with the white door.
He walked down the steps and approached his car and got in, recklessly throwing it in the back seat. As he put the car in drive.
“That was y/n right?” Emily asked him, “yeah, yeah it was y/n” he said with a huff. Emily sat there quietly as she noticed his frustration, before she broke the silence.
Even though it did hurt to ask she did it anyways,
“Do you like her?”
“What?” Keegan said furrowing his brows, the “do you like her, you seem… agitated” she reiterated.
It sounded to real, saying that he liked you, it made it real. He wanted you, need you. But being truthful and saying it out loud would mess him up, probably make him more crazy for you. He would have to deny it his whole life if he never got to be with you romantically.
“No” he said sighing and placing a hand on Emily’s thigh “I don’t, plus we should be talking about you, no?” He lied. He did like you, he loved you. He can’t say it or else he’ll have to accept it for its reality.
She smiled unknowingly at his lie and started talking about other things, he tried to answer stuff she asked, and adding things in her conversation but how could he if he was thinking about the entire time?
Hope it’s good enough ☺️
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catboymoments · 11 months
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Here’s some general advice from me for all of you going into high school this coming year that I wish I had before I started high school:
- if you ever feel like your mental health is suffering please take care of yourself! It’s not worth it to suffer and regret stuff afterward.
- don’t be afraid to try new things or get out of your comfort zone!
- make sure to seize opportunities when they come your way because they pass you by quick!
- check the school announcements for events coming up so you’re not in the dark about things you wanna do!
- make friends !! Yes some old friendships might fall off and that’s part of growing up, but don’t be scared to make new friends too. It sucks being lonely!!
- get your gym credit out of the way freshman year and don’t put it off because that’ll give you a lot more opportunities in later years for different classes!!!!! This one is super important.
- be on a good page with your teachers and it’ll send you far. If your teachers like you things will be so much easier.
- don’t stress about competitions in fine arts or sports because they’re so much fun!! You get to make a lot of memories!
- you don’t have to make a decision about college as soon as possible. It’s okay to not know or have a plan for right after you graduate. Everyone grows at a different pace!
- find what works for you with regards to tutorials- yes there might be tutorials at your school but those don’t work for everyone- try things like Khan Academy or Mathnasium or even YouTube tutorials for stuff you’re struggling with! and don’t be afraid to ask questions in class. You will not look stupid or annoying. It helps everyone.
- if you don’t feel ready to get your drivers license at 16, you don’t have to. don’t feel pressured to do so.
- Same goes for getting a job- you don’t have to apply to a corporation and do food service if you want to make a little spending money. There’s lots of opportunities in pet sitting, washing cars, mowing lawns and reselling clothes you don’t wear anymore.
- you don’t really need multiple notebooks and folders for every single class. It will weigh you down and make your shoulders hurt like a bitch if you carry around a lot of stuff all the time.
- Don’t worry about being cringe or worrying about appearances. You are a teenager. Embrace being one! Don’t kill the part of you that’s cringe- kill the part of you that cringes.
- always make sure you have an adult in your life that you can trust. Yes they can be hard to find, but it will be a lifesaver once you get one, wether that’s a therapist, a teacher, a parent, a counselor, or a family friend.
- have courage, and be kind.
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beezusvreeland · 4 months
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dear reader - chapter 7
summary: Miguel took the reader’s love and friendship for granted. Something he learns reading her column, when it’s too late…Or is it?
ship: miguel o'hara x f!reader // matt murdock x reader
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Chapter 7
“Tell me about this friend of yours”, said doctor Octavius. 
Ultimately, Miguel decided to follow Lyla’s advice. He was getting to a point where he would try anything to make the heaviness in his chest go away. Not that he would ever admit that to the people in his life.
Doctor Otto Octavius wouldn’t let that slide though. He was so traditional that the only option his patients had if they wanted to book a new session or communicate with him was by calling his secretary. No emails, texts or any online contact. 
Miguel chose him because he was one of the best. Doctor Octavius used to be the head of the psychiatry department at Miguel’s alma mater and was highly respected in his field. The man refused to retire, opting to have fewer consultations per week. It was very exclusive. Lyla had to negotiate a very generous sum for him to see Miguel. 
It was Miguel’s second session with the doctor. Miguel was seated on a dark mustard couch, holding a cream colored cushion on his lap, facing the psychiatrist, who was set on a dark brown leather chair. At first, the room annoyed Miguel, who felt it was pretentious — although he was incapable of explaining why when Lyla asked. But it grew on him. It was relaxing to be seated comfortably in peace, no notifications, calls or exterior world to worry about. It was a nice change from his insane routine.
“You’ve mentioned her a few times so far. Are you close?”
Miguel didn’t know what he was expecting from doctor Octavius, but the psychiatrist’s calm demeanor and soft voice surprised him.
“We used to be.”
“What changed?”
“I was a jerk and disappointed her…You see, she is great, really great, but I never paid a lot of attention to that, I just enjoyed spending time with her. And there was this one day when she really needed me and I wasn’t there for her.”
“What do you mean when you say you didn’t pay attention? To her, her gestures?”
“Both”, Miguel pinched his nose remembering the column about his birthday and the book you made for him. His heart sank when he thought about the gift. Miguel regretted  a lot of things, but if he could go back in time, that was the day he would go back to. You were sweet and considerate and he threw the book somewhere — he had turned his place upside down, but never found it. 
“She…has always been there for me, more than our other friends. She would do nice things for me and be supportive and I…I liked it”, Miguel analyzed the cushion on his lap, embarrassed to look back at the doctor. “I guess I never thought about what it meant for her or that I should reciprocate. I’ve never fully learned what friendships entail.”
“How about your other friends?”
“It’s not the same thing. I’ll meet Pav, Gwen and Hobie, hell, now even Peter, at the bar, we drink a lot and have some fun and then we all go home. We don’t exactly get into the deep stuff.”
“Would you be open to that if you had the chance?”
Miguel scratched his head.
“Discussing my feelings in public isn’t very…”
“Very what?”
“Manly.”
“We’re discussing your feelings right now. How does it feel?”
Miguel reached for the glass of water on top of the coffee table. During his first appointment with doctor Octavius, he had been so uncomfortable it made him irritable. There were times Miguel would stay silent instead of answering the psychiatrist’s questions. The doctor didn’t pry, though, and just waited. Afterwards, he felt so relaxed it made him sleepy. He hadn’t had a good night of sleep in years, but that day he did. 
“It’s hard”, that was all he was able to say.
“And do you feel less of a man because of it?”, asked the doctor, crossing his legs and tilting his head.
Miguel was silent. 
“Well, our time is up. We will return to this on your next appointment.”
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You were the first in your group to arrive at the bar. You went straight to the counter and found Foggy cleaning his station. When he saw you, a smile and a funny look took over his face.
“What?”, you asked, laughing.
“I heard you went on a date so good you are about to go out with him again this weekend.”
“Oh, did you?”, you knew you were blushing, but you just felt so happy. “What else did you hear?”
“Well, I’m Switzerland, so there isn’t much more I can reveal…”
“Come on, now”, you rolled your eyes. 
“What I will say is that you’re not the only one with a dumb smile. And I supposed it’s okay for me to reveal that the words ‘enchanting’ and ‘dream woman’ might have been mentioned…”
You covered your face, laughing. One date. You had only gone on one date with Matt. But it was indeed a fantastic night. 
After dinner and dessert, he walked you back to your home. They said chivalry was dead, but apparently Matt Murdock didn’t get the memo. Before saying your goodbyes, he said:
“I really want to kiss you right now. Can I?”
He got closer to you, his hands on your hips, his nose almost meeting yours. You were about to melt when you came to your senses and turned your face, giving him a kiss on his cheek. 
“Kisses are for the second date”, you whispered in his ear and separated from him and walked towards the stairs of your apartment building. 
“In that case, when are you free?” 
“Saturday night.”
“It’s a date”, he said, with a grin on his face. 
“Yeah, well…I just wanted to thank you for setting us up”, you put your hands on the court to steady yourself, still recovering from your fit of laughter. “Regardless of what happens, I had fun. And God knows I needed fun.”
“The pleasure is all mine, I’m glad it worked out.”
You nodded. 
“Okay, then, what is your order?”
“A dry martini and fries.”
“Fancy. Go sit, I’ll bring it to you.”
Thanking Foggy again, you went to your usual table. It was still empty, except for a leather jacket that you knew all too well on one of the chairs. Miguel was there. And you’d be alone with him. There was no way you were allowing that to happen. You were about to get up when you heard:
“Hi, cariño, arrived early today.”
[cariño: darling]
You felt chills with his voice. And the nickname that he used when he wanted something from you. You fell for it everytime. 
“Hey”, you tried to control yourself as you sit again, brushing your hair from your face. 
He sat next to you. 
“Have you ordered yet?”, Miguel sounded cautious. Like he didn’t know where he stood with you. 
It was better that way, you thought. Dealing with his confident and cocky self demanded a lot from you and you didn’t have the energy for that at that moment. 
“Yes.”
“What did you get?”
Was he for real? Did he forget how to talk to people? That had never been a problem before, especially with women. Except Miguel never saw you in the same way he saw them. You had done your best the past few months to not dwell on your memories of him. At some point, it stopped hurting as much, which made you almost feel like you were over him. But being so close to him and remembering all the times he left you in the cold unveiled the seams of your wounds. 
“The same as always”, you answered, knowing he wouldn’t know what you meant.
“Fries and a dry martini, then?”
Well, that was unexpected. However, your friend group has been coming to this bar for years, you ordered the same thing a million times. Maybe you were just so used to having to explain yourself over and over to Miguel that it surprised he had paid attention. Even a little bit of it.
You saw Foggy walking towards your table holding a tray with the drink and the fries. Never before have you been so grateful for an interruption. 
“There you go, miss enchanting”, he teased, as he put your order in front of you. “Oh, hey, Miguel, how have you been?”
“Can’t complain.”
You closed your eyes for a moment. Why couldn't he just act like a normal person? 
Foggy raised his eyebrows and his eyes found yours. You tilted your head with an apologetic look.
 “Okay, then. Let me know if you need anything.”
Frowning, Miguel asked you:
“What is up with the miss enchanting thing? It’s that your new nickname?”
Before you could answer, Foggy, who was still in earshot from you, stepped in.
“It’s how one of her suitors reviewed a date with her”, said the owner of the bar, going back to the counter. 
Miguel was silent, which, somehow, was even worse than him talking nonsense. He was focused on a napkin he was shedding. You pushed the bowl with the fries in his direction.
“I won’t be able to eat all of that alone.”
“Gracias.”
[gracias: thank you]
“De nada. Pendejo”, you mutter the last word. Your spanish was limited, but Miguel always throwed that word around whenever he was ranting about the executives at Alchemax.
[de nada: you’re welcome/pendejo: idiot]
“Don’t think I didn’t hear that, cariño.”
Miguel then winked at you. That did things to you, more specifically to your body. You wouldn’t fall for that, though, you couldn’t. You can’t go back to your pattern of holding on to every crumble of affection he gave you. 
“Oh, shut up, just eat it!”
He chuckled. 
“Where is everybody? We’ve been here for a while now."
Miguel got his phone from his jeans’ pocket and, tapping a few times, let out a “humpf”. 
“They won’t come”, he said, using a shred of napkin to clean his phone’s screen. 
“What?”
“There was a malfunction in the subway, they are operating with limitations, so the stations are full and the traffic is insane.” Looking at his phone, he adds: “Also, there might be a storm coming our way”.
“Ugh, great.”
You probably wouldn’t be able to get back to your place in time to avoid the storm. The only thing left to do was stay at the bar long enough for the storm to go away so you could get home.
“If we leave now and walk fast, we can get to my place before the rain starts”, Miguel got up, reaching for his wallet in his pocket. 
“Migs, I think I’ll just wait here and then go home.”
“Cariño, the weather forecast is showing that the storm is going to last a while”, he put a few bills on top of the table. “Come on, get up, we have to go.”
“I’ll be fine here…”
“Cabezota, escuchame. You’ll be safer at my place, there's plenty to eat and if it comes to it, you can sleep there. Lyla picked a really comfortable bed for my guest bedroom.”
[cabezota, escuchame: listen to me, stubborn]
The idea of going back to his apartment, a place where every single wall and wooden floor said something about Miguel, was too much. He did have a nice guest bedroom, though. What concerned you was all the time leading up to that. The night had barely started. Being so close to him for so long wasn’t the best idea. But it was the only sensible one. 
Everything happened so fast it took you a few moments to realize you and Miguel were running, his hand holding yours tightly. His other hand held your purse — you had completely forgotten about it. 
You weren’t the only ones in a hurry: people were seeking places to escape the storm. Their movement got faster as a loud lightning appeared in the sky. The cars stuck in traffic were loud, taxi drivers screaming to other drivers, no one quite understanding why it was taking so long to get out of there. 
When you were a couple blocks from Miguel’s house, a pack of dogs started running in your direction, just as desperate as you and him. They seemed to be led by a golden retriever that had a purple bandana around his neck. You looked at Miguel and both of you started laughing, running, holding hands, panting and laughing more and more, probably because of the adrenaline, but also because those dogs had a lot of  personality.
A few drops of rain fell on your forehead. They quickly multiplied and yet another bolt of lightning struck. Miguel pushed your hand, forcing you to run as fast as he was, until you got to the building. Once inside, you were so light headed that you had to press your head against a wall as you waited for Miguel to unlock the door. 
Thankfully, you were able to escape unscathed from the rain, so you took your shoes — that were definitely not made for running — and threw yourself on the couch. You were thankful to your past self that convinced Miguel to buy a comfortable couch for his home. His office, however, ended up with the most pretentious couch in the world — at the time, Miguel didn’t like what you said, but you remembered it made Lyla laugh a lot. 
Miguel came back to the living room after going to the kitchen. He sat on the floor next to you, extending his arm offering you a water bottle. 
“Mi casa es su casa, pero ya sabes de eso”, he mumbled.
[my home is your home, but you already know that]
“Thanks”, you grabbed it and raised your head just enough to drink. “Can we stay in silence for a little bit? We just had a sensory overload.”
“Uhm. I’d like that.” 
The only noise you heard then was of the rain falling outside. The world was ending, but you found shelter nonetheless. 
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Dear reader,
What is the worst dating tip you’ve ever received? I start: every single one written in teen magazines. I distinctly remember subscribing to one that had a session where they asked boys what they thought about certain trends, what girls wear, etc. There is a specific one that was so silly that even my 15 old self thought “I’m too old for this shit”. The question had to do with nail polish and the colors they like or not on a girl. They destroyed pretty much all options except for french nails. As you probably already noticed, reader, I’m very passionate about the nail polish question. Especially because I read that in the very beginning of my life long obsession with black nail polish. It’s dark and, yes, maybe a little basic, but aren’t we all? It’s reliable, chic if you need to, casual if you want it to be. 
Those boys were obviously clueless. But my point is we won’t get anywhere pretending to be someone we’re not. It’s cheesy in a Disney Channel movie type of way, but my best advice is: be yourself. Doing otherwise will only lead us towards frustration and heartbreak. Because you might be able to hide important parts of you for a long time, but not forever. Our true nature always finds a way to come out.
Sure, wear that cute pink top you bought online, do your hair and your make up if you feel like it, you can even wear heels if you want to. As long as you know that you don’t have to. In my experience, no one is going to like you more or less because of your black nail polish. And if they do, it means that they don’t deserve you.
Before I go, I do have another very important dating tip that can also serve a life tip in general: if you and your date go to eat hamburgers, hot dogs or any other type of sandwich, take two napkins and open them up. Fold them in half and then put them under the sandwich in a cross formation — one unfolded horizontally and the other, vertically. That way you reduce your odds of spilling any type of dressings on your outfit. 
You're very welcome. 
As always, never take advice from someone who’s falling apart. 
Love, 
The writer
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vergilsladyfriend · 1 year
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Hi there! I was wondering if you could do sfw or nsfw headcannons of the ink demon with a demon s/o? You don’t have to of course! Thank you very much for your time and I hope you have a wonderful day/night!
hello nonnie :] thank you for your request!! I haven’t been super active on here, I’m busy with packing up for moving. It’s a few states away so its hectic right now djdjdnsnsjs
i was thinking about drabbling in writing with my OC’s. I’ve written stuff w/ them before, and some of them have their own partners, but I really enjoy writing /readers so i dunno sisndjdjsj (That being said, i go in detail with my ocs. i have a 40k+ word doc about their planet that’s still in work)
anyways, on with the headcanons :} NSFW under the cut!
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[-: Being another demon would not make your friendship or partnership with the ink demon easier. In fact, it gets harder. He fights you for territory and is constantly stealing your prey, plus he sees you as a challenger and not a passive person.
[-: But if he did eventually warm up to you, he enjoys someone he can be a little rougher with. He doesn’t have to worry about you being hurt or killed in the studio, and he knows that you can be independent for a little. (Not that he likes to leave you alone.)
[-: Bendy loves to play wrestle with you. He likes how you can stand your own ground, how you have a sliver of a fighting chance against him. Oh, your his favorite plaything.
[-: He hates when you steal his prey. The Ink Demon knows that you need to eat as well, but stealing the demons food? Not good. He eats a lot, hunting and snacking half of the never ending days away. Maybe he’ll give you a leg or something if he’s feeling generous.
[-: Adding onto the one above, there are definitely hunting dates. Going out together and stalking potential meals are something he likes to do to pass the time, and what's better than adding his favorite person into that routine?
[-: Ok it's literally canon that the Ink Demon is flirtatious. Like???? HELLO??? I know for a fact that Bendy teases you for his fun. Your still weaker than him, and he wants to make sure that you know this. It won't exactly be rude-teasing, just some snarky comments and teasing acts.
[-: If you have a tail he loves to pull on it to annoy you. He'll gingerly wrap it around his hand, then give it a light tug, repeating these actions until you drop what your doing and go over to him.
[-: If you have horns, he likes to tug them around to make you follow him. Added onto this, to make you look at him he'll grab your horns and turn your head towards him. He also likes your fangs! He has many sharp teeth lining his throat as well, and likes it when you chew and bite him.
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[-; I know (and don't yell at me if you think otherwise) that the Ink Demon goes into heat or has periods of time where he needs to mate. Before, he just kinda locked himself in his den and kept to himself for a week or so. But, when you come along, he now has a sexual outlet for himself which ends up in a predator chase and then amazing rough sex auughghh
[-; I know some people think of him having a tail and such, so this HC is up to you, but he'd totally use his tail to tease you. He'd smack the large spade tip against your thighs or ass, and wrap it around your thigh just to press it against your crotch when people are around.
[-; I know this fucker likes predator/prey play. I know that he enjoys the trill of the chase, the hunting for his meals. And you, my friend, are his favorite meal. (You'd explain the entire safeword thing to him before hand incase anything got out of control, which he'd only respond with "Don't tempt me, lamb. Your word of safety means little here.")
[-; Bendy loves a good mess. The messier and rougher sex is his favorite, the kind that leaves Bendy with a huff in his breath and a saunter in his step. Be loud, scream, it's all fun to Bendy, nothing more than a fun outlet for the both of you.
[-; Thrashing around or squirming? He'll use ink ropes to restrain your arms and legs down so he can tease you better. I feel like this also plays into ink-play,, ink resembling hands (or tentacles) wrapping around you and squeezing around.
I have writers block uguaauuggghhh im so sorry D:
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Hey can you do an idol Ni-ki x black fanreader and can it be like a series (even short or small) if you can where they get close and become friends and then fall in love or what ever
Also they make out ( sometime or like in the story)
SORRY IF THIS IS WEIRD
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featuring nishimura riki & black!fan!female!reader genre school au strangers2friends fluff twoshot warnings swearing and cussing lmk if i missed anything. a/n thanks for the request and don’t worry about it, everything’s cool !! i hope you’re okay with a twoshot and do tell if you want me to add anything to the storyline !!
pt.2
have fun ~
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january 6th.
the beginning of a new year in school is always hard, isn’t it? not exactly. i used to go to an all girls school in simsbury, connecticut where i was usually one of the top ranked students. i never had a problem with getting used to new environments since i love trying new things and getting to know people. after my mom and dad got divorced my dad found a new lover when i was around six or seven. we moved to south korea together with his new wife and my half-sister zoey. im already seventeen, in the middle of puppetry yet my grades seem to never fail which is why im supposed to help some classmates every day after school. i had no idea who i was supposed to meet since my teacher said nothing but “meet him in the library.” which didn’t give me much information about the boy i’m supposed to be teaching something.
until…
“excuse me? you’re y/n, right?”
i feel a tap on my shoulder as soon as i sat down on one of the armchairs in the large library. “yeah, who’s ask—“ my eyes widen when i find out about who the yet unknown person is…
“niki?! y-you go to school here?!” my eyes widen in shock as i notice who i actually have in front of me… relax y/n, it’s just— ni-ki
“ i do but i also don’t. it’s complicated…” he scratches the back of his head with a soft yet clearly visible grin on his lips. he lets his tongue glide over his lips before speaking up again with a slightly shaky voice, seemingly a little nervous now that he knows that you seem to know him.
“so uhm… you’re good at english and stuff?” that makes you chuckle. “i guess i am, yeah” a soft smile is glued to your face as you notice him nervously looking off to the side.
“would you mind helping me? i-i’m kinda behind everyone else in our grade and i’d like to change that now…” his eyes avoid yours while he fiddles with a pen in his left hand nervously. you smile up at him in a kind way before pointing over at the armchair beside you, motioning him to sit down with you.
“i can teach you some stuff but i’m sure you’re already very good at english!” you beam him a smile before getting a notebook from out of your schoolbag that sits beside your chair. “write down five sentences about yourself. i’ll correct the things that are wrong.”
and that’s how our friendship started.
september 24th.
“ayo!” a loud voice shouts from behind me as i make my way to school, schoolbag on my shoulders. “you got them goddess braids that i recommended you to get…!” ni-kis face appears beside my own as his arm swings around my shoulder. “you know… i love the way they look on you…”
he seems to be very excited to see that i actually did what he recommended. “had nothing else in mind” i roll my eyes playfully and the corners of my lips pull up into a smirk. obviously he notices that i’m not saying the truth and pokes my side “yeah yeah of course” a soft chuckle escapes his lips and i start laughing with him, cheeks flushed slightly from happiness…
october 6th.
“wanna put these clips in your hair… they’re so pretty” ni-ki came over right after school ended. he decided to sleep over for the weekend because they’re going on a tour in a few weeks.
“go ahead then” i beam him a smile, making myself more comfortable on the floor while he sits on my bed, his feet reaching the floor beside my hips. he started to carefully put some cute clips in my hair around my braids right when i gave him permission to do so and i could just feel the happy and excited smile lingering on his lips.
“when are you guys gonna leave?” i ask with a soft tone as my eyes are glued to the tv where we put on a show we both like watching together. after some time of decorating my braids he gives my head a a few pats before answering me. “two weeks. on thursday.” my eyes widen as i turn around in surprise, a scoff of disbelief escaping my lips.
“so in the middle of a school week once again? you do know you should be going to school right?” i roll my eyes and lean my head back, laying it on his lap with a slightly annoyed expression on my face while i stare to the side. he noticed my disappointment and lets out a chuckle before placing his hands on my shoulder giving me a soft massage.
“do i now?” he asks with a teasing tone. “yeah… with me.” i couldn’t help but let out a sigh before turning around and now sitting in front of him face to face and looking up into his eyes.
“what’s my reason to go to school now, huh? fuck the good grades, i don’t care about them…” my voice softens and he could definitely tell the difference between my usual happy and energetic personality and now. im more than disappointed and sad about him leaving once again but i guess he already knows that…
“so you don’t care about the several praises that the teachers give you? the good grades and the head pats your dad gives you? you don’t give a fuck about that, hm?” he slowly leans down to my face with that usual smug grin as his hands rest on both sides of my face. “you don’t give a fuck about that?” my head nods almost automatically. “i want you… and i need you…” i was basically begging god to make him kiss me already. kiss me kiss me kiss me!
“mhm? oh yeah?” he leans even closer now, his lips right beside my ear, whispering all his words in such a delicate tone… it could make me melt right here right now.
“kiss me…” he whispers in that same tone and i react immediately, pulling him in by his collar making our lips connect. it was hectic but it was full of affection and love…
and that’s just the beginning…
@j-wyoung @lacieeeeee00
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hello, i was wondering if you perhaps knew of any fics that involve crowley and anathema being friends? ive just always felt like they would get on well, they're both similarly odd and prone to ranting about the sizes of animals brains
thank you so much for all the work you all do btw!!
Hi! Here are some fics which feature a friendship between Crowley and Anathema...
You've Got a Funny Way of Making Friends by ellbie (T)
Anathema swirled her drink in her glass. “Then what?” “Er, then… I don’t know. I didn’t see him again until the Great Flood.” “Well, when did you start, y’know…” Anathema waggled her eyebrows. Crowley flustered. “Mind your own business, witch.” “Hey, you’re the one that agreed to talk to me about all this stuff. You can’t be mad that I’m asking questions.”
Friendship is Demonic Magic by Shadow0kana & whtbout2ndbrkfst (T)
After Crowley interrupts Aziraphale and Anathema’s phone conversations one too many times, Aziraphale suggests the two have their own meetups to discuss what they have in common. Cue monthly coffee dates between a witch and a demon who can passionately discuss (debate) anything from Halloween to Astronomy to Hamlet… while also conspiring to form a book swap aimed at getting Aziraphale to read anything written after 1950.
The Nice and Accurate wedding of Anathema Device, Witch, which went just as expected by Nenchen (G)
Wedding planner Anathema Device is the Number One. She can organize anything for a wedding, flower arrangements, catering, a marching band or an emu. The name Device is a guarantee for a picture perfect wedding - and the perfect pictures will be taken by her top wedding photographer, and best friend, Anthony J. Crowley.
Both of them see weddings mostly as business, until Anathema meets Newt, Love of her life, walking natural disaster extraordinaire, and very much not a person it’s possible to have a perfect wedding with.
Which is perfect since Anathema frankly never wanted one for herself. She just wants a fun party, good food, and all of her friends to attend - including Crowley. For whom this might just as well be the apocalypse because no, he is not allowed to work on her wedding. Strictly invited only as a guest, Crowley finds himself at a loss. What the hell do you do at weddings? Well, if you are Crowley, the answer is some James Bond-like action, some worrying about fly swarms and their sources, having a lot of emotions, drinking some very funny wine, putting your foot in your mouth and just maybe meeting someone to share all of that with. Oh, and there’s always cake, isn’t there?
Healing by AppleSeeds (M)
After Crowley sustains an injury, his friend Anathema persuades him to come with her to the spiritual centre she regularly attends so that he can receive some spiritual healing. Crowley doesn't expect the healer to be quite so attractive, and certainly not that he'll end up developing a crush on him. As their sessions together progress though, Crowley starts to wonder whether Aziraphale might actually have feelings for him too.
Thrown for a Loop by MickyRC (T)
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man in possession of a large amount of yarn will be assumed to be a knitter.
It is a truth universally acknowledged among crocheters that this is annoying as hell.
In his many years crocheting, Aziraphale has never been one to let that assumption stand. But faced with an opportunity to join a knitting group run by a very sweet new shop owner, he decides to play along. Even if it means he has to pretend he wants to learn how to knit. Even if it means he has to hide his skill with a crochet hook.
It’ll be worth it to get to know Crowley better. Probably. Hopefully.
(It will.)
secondhand smoke by PaintedVanilla (T)
you're second hand smoke, second hand smoke i breathe you in, but, honey, i don't know what you're doing to me mon chéri
the year is 1990, and anthony crowley is looking for a church in london that might be tolerable. the one he winds up attending isn't exactly such, but he decides to stick around for one reason. said reason happens to own a bookshop that crowley begins to frequent, much to the surprise and delight of anathema device and newton pulsifer, who seem quite convinced that crowley could use something else to focus on besides gardening, their campaigns, and visits to tadfield.
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More random SecurityWaiter/DreamTheory headcanons (part 3)
+some general fnaf movie stuff
-I like the idea that Mike, Abby, Ness, Vanessa, Max, and Cory(/whatever his characters name is/would be) are all friends and call themselves the fazgang, which Ness, Abby, and Vanessa were definitely the ones who came up with that
-Mike eventually agrees to take Ness to Freddy’s after months of asking, and the two of them + Abby and Vanessa all go together to hang out with the animatronics and tell each other stuff about the place (Ness finally finds out the truth abt everything)
-Mike listens to 80’s music and like “male manipulator” type shit (he’s an angsty trans guy bros a stereotype /pos) and Ness is a def a Swifty he loves “white girl who’s friends are almost all gay men” type music /hj
-when Abby finds out that Mike and Ness like each other, she is GOBSMACKED because her brother has always been chronically bitchless on both ends but then she gets all excited to try and play match maker (she asks Vanessa for help and they’re actually kinda good at it)
-Vanessa is a LESBIAN and I am MIKENESSAS #1 HATER !! /hj /lh
-Ness loves embarrassing Mike any chance they get ever (they do try their best not to overstep but they’re a bit bad at gauging where the line is, especially since Mike isn’t very good at communicating, so they do go too far sometimes but it’s ok normally it’s all good and fun and Mike secretly likes it he’s like “hehe that’s right they’re my partner and I’m their boyfriend hehe I’m a boyfriend hehe”)
-Mike and Ness are so clingy I will never shut up abt it they will text and call any time they’re apart but they’re together like any chance they get and when they’re out in public, Ness will make it obvious they’re together in every way they can (without making Mike uncomfortable) and Mike can be a bit possessive over them like if he’s upset or feels left out or like Ness isn’t paying him enough attention to him (etc etc which like doesn’t happen often cause Ness is obsessed with him) he’ll get more physically and openly clingy (example is my last art piece they’re so cute) and in private they’re just like always touching, kissing, hugging, cuddling, rubbing, caressing, tracing, holding they are SO CLINGY IDC
-Abby makes the fazgang friendship bracelets
-Mike is NOT a jewelry person even remotely but he will wear anything Abby or Ness gives him, he just makes it known that he prefers bracelets and rings as they’re more subtle and usually more masculine
-Ness on the other hand loves jewelry and accessories and fun clothing in general. They have earings, bracelets, rings, pins, glasses, jackets, belts, pants and shirts with fun designs, etc. he loves dressing up
-Ness’ love language is yapping (info dumping, rambling, pet names, words of affirmation, etc.) and Mike loves to listen (even though he has no idea what they’re on abt half the time, he just likes hearing their voice and seeing them happy/excited/passionate)
-Mike and Ness absolutely share music with/make playlists for each other, even though majority of the time their music taste is NOT similar like AT ALL 💔💔💔
-Ness likes buying Mike shirts. Usually they’ll be nice and buy him shirts with stuff he’s interested in on it (music, movies, etc.) but he will also buy dumb things or cheesy couple stuff to see how much he can get away with (Mike always wears them, even if he thinks they’re dumb, though if they’re too dumb he’ll usually wear hoodies and jackets over them. Still wears them though)
-Mike and Ness absolutely steal each others clothes. They don’t wear them, cause they’re different sizes and styles, but being the clingy hoes they are, they’ll steal shirts and hoodies and stuff just simply to have, especially if they have to be apart for a long time
-whenever/if Mike eventually gets top surgery, Ness immediately becomes more touchy because they know that Mike is far more comfortable. They hug and cuddle him without worry, they run their hands across his chest, they kiss his scars, etc. UGH they’re so sweet I love them
-fall and winter are Mike and Ness’ favorite seasons. Mike loves it because of the cooler and darker weather, meaning he can comfortably layer clothes and experiences less weather related sensory issues (temperature, sunlight, etc.), Ness loves the holidays and the seasonal treats
-Mike and Ness love carnival and arcade dates. Ness loves carnival treats and rides, Mike likes winning games, they both like getting cute little prizes for each other. They do have to take precautions for overstimulation though lol. Noise canceling headphones (Ness has the obvious over ear ones that they like to decorate, Mike wears ear plugs/buds), sunglasses if lights are too much, little codes to let the other know that they need a break or wanna leave, etc.
-they cook together. Again, I do love the “Mike can’t cook for shit” headcanon but frankly that’s not super likely so they just cook together and it’s cute
-cute at home movie dates where they either bond over nerdy shit (like Marvel, Star Wars, whatever) and Ness can’t stop talking about his theories and Easter eggs and general things he thinks about the movies the whole time, which Mike doesn’t mind since he’s already seen them plenty of times and again he just likes listening to Ness, or Ness makes them watch cheesy romcoms that make Mike want to pull his hair out and he actively complains and makes fun of the characters the whole movie, which Ness doesn’t mind cause like yeah he’s right but they’re also always like “omg us” and Mike is like “what no nuh uh we’re so much cooler than them/I don’t act anything like that” and then Ness gives him a look and Mike is like “babe, stop, no, we’re/im not like that” and then Ness starts making a silly little impression of some shit Mike does and then Mike sees their point but is still stubborn abt it and just akskdslsdn you get the idea
-ok that’s all for now giggles
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crowparties · 1 year
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xyx scratches such an itch in my brain, he’s such a fantastic character. i think, the fact that team’s initial xyx write up being straight up platonic really just adds to the charm of it for me. 
i just really appreciate that his route is about asserting personal boundaries, and how he, while still maintaining good friendships online has this distinct divide between his online life and offline one. he’s warm and easy going, but still so wary. i  just, i like  that he’s a lot more withdrawn than he lets on. he’s been burned before, he’s jokey and fun and light  hearted and absolutely fumbles when met with patience and genuine kindness. 
i don’t know, i just i really like how he feels like a friend. it’s different when he joke flirts and  when he actually  flirts. it doesn’t feel scary, or anything. it’s just. it’s so nice. he’s so nice. and like he’s pretty, and he has freckles, and im stupid bc i love career oriented ppl who are hard workers who still know how to have fun. i like ppl who make me want to work hard to meet their level. he’s a risk taker, which at worst could be bella swan ala new moon just trying to feel, but also just. he’s out there touching rocks and jumping into the ocean, we love that bro. 
and i just. the entire bit of cat?? cat helpign enforce self care for xyx?? *chef’s kiss* perfection. idk, he’s so functionally unfunctional, and idk having a pet rlly helps.. his worry and concern over cat. 
the way xyx never feels like he can truly be himself and let loose?? he has to choose his words carefully for work, he chooses his words carefully around friends because he doesn’t want to be a serious guy. he’s always swapping between  those, so finding  people (toaster, salo, even you the player) he can actually fully relax around  is really good??  
i feel like i have more but im gonna shut up i need to finish my accounting stuff  whatever!! bloomic is  fun!! it’s cool!! it’s such a neat exploration in what modern dating and meetcutes really are these days, and the fact that the cast is in  their mid to late twenties makes it all the more better. reminded  me a lot of my own experiences, but like better?? LMFAO.  it was a very kind game to play, it’s been really comfy to  replay
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Hiii! Can you give me ideas for what you think a friendship/relationship between Floyd X reader with epilepsy would look like?
Hello, Yes! I think I can be able to give you some idea’s But I would be like, I did my best with the epilepsy research and if I mention anything wrong I am sorry for that I’m not good with writing any medical/ disorder I don’t want to give away or mislead anyone who has it if I made any mistakes fill free to let me know maybe I’ll go back and edit it or make a 2nd version :) again this would be super short…
Just a reminder that It will take me a while to write headcanon or get back to you because I have life outside of this aswell so I have school and other stuff so please understand that I will write/ get to your request when I have time…
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Floyd X Reader w Epilepsy 🩷
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Friendship:
Again if I made a mistake let me know so I can fix it!
-Floyd is that type of friend who understands your condition no matter how bad it gets
-He will never make fun of you for having epilepsy
-He will definitely know when you’re about to have a seizure he will come ready just in case
-When doing activity togethers he will try his best to avoid any thing that could trigger your Epilepsy
-Floyd wouldn’t let you do dangerous that could trigger your epilepsy
- This dude will do his research 24/7 on your condition to make sure you’re safe and okay
-He dose not care about having fun he cares most about your health and well being he will do anything to help prevent you from having a seizure I mean it
- If other trolls made fun of your condition Man Floyd will chow them down like a buffet he is really protective of his epilepsy friends 🥺
Floyd: Hey! how dare you make fun of [Y/N] condition so what if She/He have epilepsy why dose that matter to you huh! Just as long She/He is healthy and doing well that all it matter so you should mind your own business dude!
-Floyd will always be careful when taking you out to party or get together cause he doesn’t want you to have a seizure
-if you ever start having a seizure he will always be there by your size doing everything that he could until medical attention is here like he will run to his pod or branch bunker grab a pillow and lay you down so your head doesn’t hurt from the cold ground
So if you have any other suggestions that miss during this part let me know :)
Relationship:
-Floyd may not understand what epilepsy is at first when you told him so you would have to explain to him in terms that it was easy for him to understand
Floyd: [Y/N] I’m sorry to hear that you have epilepsy don’t worry I will do my best to protect you at all cost and help avoid triggers
-He is over protective of you no matter what
-He would always avoid triggering your epilepsy
-When going on a date with you he would make sure to have a kit of stuff ready just in case your have a seizure and he will be ready for that at all cost
-He would never push you past your limits cause he knows certain activities will trigger your epilepsy
- When he performing w his brothers he would usually tell anyone in charge of the light to dim the light down or not go crazy cause he respects your wish
-He would usually tell his brother to avoid things that could trigger your epilepsy
-Floyd would also avoid taking you to party/rave because it could start a stroke for you but what he would do is have a party without the flickering lights just for the both of you
-He will always be by your side when you have a seizure he would let you rest your head on his knees and comfort you or sing you a soft lullaby til help arrive but he would try every to help calm you down as-well
-he would be super piss if anyone who makes fun of your condition especially John Dory who will jokes around about it Floyd would give him a death glare till John stop and Floyd would make John apologize to you
Floyd: Say you’re sorry like you mean it this is not a joke John Dory how would you feel if someone made fun of your condition huh!, I don’t want to hear you crack another joke about my boyfriend/Girlfriend condition ever again you hear me!!
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Again I’m sorry if this is short if you want me to add anything else I’ll probably make a part 2 or add more to it soon when I have time I hope you like it sorry if It was bad I try my best to be mindful and did my best with research
If you want to request anything else fill free to go to my profile and click on “Ask me anything!”
Like, Reblogs + Comments are very much appreciated 🩷
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Random Eddie x soft!shy!crybaby! fem reader thoughts:
no warnings, mostly fluff, a little cursing and some sadder moments.🦋☁️🎲💕🎀🤍🫧
Sitting in on a hellfire meeting, Eddie being his usual intimidating self at the beginning, the room tense as the kids roll and lose hit points to whatever monster Eddie has picked this week. Eddie pulled a chair up for you next to his throne, your knees touching comfortably as he sits with his thighs spread, his left hand resting on your thigh, thumb rubbing little circles on your skin. He gets distracted a couple times, his thumb pausing. You give him a little whine as you shake your leg, making him smile softly, eyes still on the game, his thumb resuming. You weave your arm through his as it rests on the table, your cheek nuzzling on his upper arm, the ends of your lashes tickling the skin where his sleeves have been rolled up as you read the binder in front of him (even though it might as well be in another language).
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You sit and listen, all this d&d stuff new to you. You giggle when Dustin throws a can of Pepsi across the room when he loses his last hit point. Mike groaning and Gareth doubling over as Erica kicks him while he’s down with a “I thought you were supposed to be good at this.” You give him a sympathetic look, “I think you did great Dusty! You’re so brave to use your enchanted cross bow against the evil wizard.” He blushes, not used to talking to an older, pretty girl. “Maybe I can roll the next round Eddie?” You ask him, eyes pleading. “Think I could help! Would that be ok everyone?” You look to the group. They’re unsure what to say, knowing you technically can’t play without a character/class/level. But Eddie pets your hair, his hand resting at the back of your neck. “Course angel. These guys could really use your help.” He says, his eyes speaking to the rest of the kids, just go along with it. When it’s your turn, you shake the dice in your small hands, tossing them gently onto the table. “Oooh an eleven.” Mike says. You look at Eddie, bottom lip jutting out as your eyebrows start to pull in. “S’that mean I didn’t help?” Eddie turns in his chair, his hands coming up to rub up and down your naked arms. “No no baby, you got him! Took away a shit load of his health, wow you’re a natural!” He beams.
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Eddie gets more animated as the game goes on, his hair flying around his face, eyes darting towards you and cheeks blushing a cherry blossom pink when he starts doing character’s voices. You giggle and look around, everyone enthralled and hanging on Eddie’s every syllable. The way he holds their attention and has them at the edge of their seat makes your stomach flutter. It’s so opposite of yourself. You hate being the center of attention, having all eyes on you. You’re sweet and shy and naïve, all frills and lace, short white pleated skirt and maryjanes a stark contrast to Eddie’s leather jacket (which you have draped over your shoulders) and combat boots.
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You haven’t been seeing Eddie for very long, him inviting you to sit in on HF is a pretty big step for him. He’s used to getting called a freak and nerdy but you don’t judge him or make fun of his interests. You’re supportive of it because it makes him so happy. And he’s made such strong friendships, even mentorships with the younger members. You’d never imagined this intimidating guy would be so kind and gentle when you first met him but he shows you his real sides. Tells you secrets no one else knows, whispering as you both lay on your bed after hellfire, his leg draped over yours as he lays on his side, the callused tips of his soft fingers tracing shapes into your tummy. His eyes search yours, worried that you’ll stop liking him after he lays it all out for you. He’s used to people leaving. People not thinking he’s smart enough, nice enough, cool enough. Lovable enough. “You can tell me anything Eddie. Could never make me change my mind about you.” You whisper as you feel your nose start to tingle with the beginning of tears. It’s too soon to call this love. But what else would you call this feeling? Thinking of him ever being in pain breaks your heart. He shows you a scar he has on his knee. “My dad and I were on a camping trip.” He smiles at the memory, eyes scanning around your pink bedroom. “That was the first time he took me fishing. Showed me how to catch it, filet it, all that. We used to go fishing a lot when I was little and then I got older and he started…” he drifts off, taking a deep breath. “Anyway, I caught one, this big sucker, took me forever to reel him in. Then when I got him, I ran to show my dad and tripped and sliced my leg on an old branch.” He says, as he traces his fingers over the raised pink scar. Your bottom lip juts out, eyes welling up. “Wha? What’s wrong baby? Did I say something?” He asks leaning up to rest on his elbow, his hand cupping your warm cheek and swiping a tear away. “I just hate that you got hurt Eddie.” You say, voice wobbling as the tears start to flow. “Oh, angel. It was a long time ago. Doesn’t hurt anymore.” “Well it did then! And I wasn’t there to comfort you! Poor little Eddie!” You cry. He smiles and laughs softly, pulling you into his chest for a hug, your tears leaving little wet dots on his white shirt. “Everything I’ve gone through, every scar, every bad memory. I’d relive it all if it means I get to have you. Cause you’re here now. And I’m never letting you go.”
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Also! Laying your head on Eddie’s lap as you watch tv in the living room of his trailer. You’re watching Family Ties, Alex Keaton is confiding in his parents about the girl he has a crush on at school. You feel a wet droplet hit your cheek, your hand coming up to touch it before realizing it’s source. Eddie’s wiping his eyes, trying to hide that he’s tearing up at the silly sitcom. You sit up, hands coming up to cradle his cheeks, your eyes pleading with him to open up. “S’just…” he starts, “it’s hard sometimes. To watch these normal families. I have Wayne, I know and he’s given me everything he can, he’s a good man.” His voice wobbles. “But I spent so many days just wishing I had that ya know? What Alex P. fuckin’ Keaton has.” He laughs as he looks at the button up wearing boy. You crawl into his lap and pull him into a hug, nuzzling your face into his neck. You begin to daydream about what Eddie will be like as a dad. Maybe he’ll be just like a sitcom dad, always home for dinner, loving to his family, the whole thing. He’ll give your kids what he never had.
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personasintro · 1 year
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The new me chapter was so gooood 😭 the fight is nicely wrapped up and my heart is full and happy with closure but also that best-friends-again-w/o-benefits thing was such a nice twist (almost cliffhanger?) and I can already smell the drama of the future chapters and I’m still hooked.
ITS SUCH GOOD STORYTELLING
LOVE YOU
BYE
Y’know what’s… weird? That part of them taking a break wasn’t really planned, I’ve toyed with a few ideas because we’re slowly reaching the end (don’t worry, there’s still quite a lot chapters ahead of us & no I don’t know how many 🫣). The main points, scenes and moments are already planned but I still gotta figure out what’s gonna happen in between that, to “connect” those big moments so they make sense and are more natural. It’s one of the reasons why it takes me longer now, drafting really helps but this time I still changed things lol so my drafting notes look a little different for 55. I’ve got a few ideas in my head, so now I’m in the stage when I wonder whether to use them or not. Sometimes I come up with new stuff and all that. But don’t worry, I’m not trying to prolong this story!!
We’ll see how they’re gonna handle being back to best friends without being intimate lmao. We all know they thought it’s pretty simple to hook up. “It’s fine, we have fun and nothing much changes” that’s something they had in mind the whole time. We could see that even if they were hooking up, not much has changed. It’s very debatable and for much longer conversation, but the core of their friendship hasn’t changed. They’re still very close, but they’re some changes for sure but that’s understandable when they took their “friendship” to next level.
Anyway, enjoy the ride and I’m sure each chapter will give you more answers! 💌 I’m gonna stop explaining things now, I’ll let the story itself to do that 😌🫶
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Hi , I wanted to ask if you could do TBP boys relationship / bonds with each one hcs ( U know , Finney with Griffin , Billy with Vance , it might be long or too much but hope you write it whenever you can )
Glad to see you're having fun outside Tumblr <)
thank you!! anons are so nice (sometimes)
TBP BOYS INDIVIDUAL FRIENDSHIP HCS
1. Finney and Robin
as we all know, they are friends in the movie
so of course i think they’d spend a decent amount of time together.
besides the kidnapping stuff, if the black phone was just your typical 70s slice of life movie, i think i’d love it.
they most likely do the niche things you’d expect middle school boys to do when they hang out. (not nowadays but whatever)
since finney isn’t allowed to watch rated r / horror movies, i think robin would take finn to see one atleast ONCE in their friendship.
they also most likely just have deep and long conversations about their home lives whenever they hang
finney insists on sleepovers, robin is always down as long as it’s at finn’s house (they always end up going to robins house)
robin definitely has and will beat up bullies for finn.
they also have phones in this era, so they have alot of phone conversations, they probably spend hours just sitting and talking to eachother whenever they don’t have to worry about school.
they’re just so iconic together. they don’t fight, if they have disagreements they’re stupid ones, and they’re just bffs for life
2. Bruce and Vance
polar opposites.
in this case, it’s a good thing.
bruce is sweet, he’s nice towards EVERYBODY. even the meanies like vance.
vance fights, he’s loud when he wants to be, he’s a rebellious teenager. (bruce probably got straight A’s)
and vance knows that bruce is just an outgoing and kind dude, which is what he HATES about him.
“why the hell are you so nice to everyone, shitheads don’t fucking deserve it” - (idk take this as you want, i just know vance has said this to bruce before)
vance was shocked when bruce randomly asked him if he wanted to hang out sometime (he thought he was gay) [ reminder it’s the 70s ]
but they have a semi-decent relationship (friends, platonic, blah blah blah)
he grows to be comfortable with bruce and how he is.
so eventually bruce gets to see the softer side of vance.
not always cursing, voice not constantly at volume 350, just Vance Hopper being himself.
i’d like to think Vance is very introverted, he’s rude to people who try to engage with him because he has trust issues and doesn’t want to get hurt (in the sense that i think he’s just like me)
3. Billy and Griffin
they’re so cute
they definitely go to the same school, live in the same neighborhood and spend the majority of their time together
AGHHH IM FANGIRLING
their moms are probably friends i can feel it
they’re probably childhood friends that are gonna grow up to be like brothers to eachother
griffin probably gets into accidents a lot AND I JUST KNOW BILLY KEEPS A FIRST AID ON HIM
they probably take bike rides together in the mornings and afternoons, just talking or laughing together
i’d just imagine they’re completely wholesome
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ryuichirou · 10 months
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So what do you guys think about the relationship between the Tweels and Azul ? not in a shipwise way but their Dynamics in general?? and their said "friendship", lots of fans already made lots of statements/theories about their "relationship", some genuinely think their friends, while others think the Tweels might turning on azul in the future
The Tweels have openly statted that they might leave Azul behind if he becomes boring BUT at the same time the Tweels stuck around even when azul overblotted and floyd even said he is even willing to put up with boring things because the outcome is always fun and the Tweels even got worried when they heard what happened to azul in chapter 6
BUT then again it is also stated that the Tweels favourite food is octopus which is kind of worrying?? jade also upfront stated in chapter 4 that he does not trust making a contract with azul with lending his unique magic, which is also kind of telling of their so called "friendship" ??
i guess on "human" standards they aren't really "friends", but both the Tweels and azul grew up in the coral sea which is all about survival since in the sea its "eat or be eaten" kind of thing, so they might view things like friendship (or even Romantic) differently than us humans?
that said their relationship is probably either pur business or mutualistic
what are your guys thoughts ?? how do you view their "friendship" ??
Hi Anon! First of all, sorry for replying so late: as it usually is with this kind of replies, I try to collect my thoughts and express everything properly, so it takes even more time than it usually would… but I am very happy when we receive asks like this one, because it’s another opportunity to talk about our faves.
And thank you for sharing your thoughts, we loved reading them! And you’ve made a very very good point: their so-called “friendship” could barely pass as a “friendship” by the human standards, because they are lacking some pretty important stuff that is needed to be considered someone’s friend, one of them being trust. All three of them know that the other party is up to no good and is pretty capable of using them to their advantage if there is even a small reason for that. There is never “comfort” between them, and no feeling that the other would genuinely have their back and unconditionally support them no matter what. That doesn’t mean that they don’t have any confidence in each other: they do, but it’s not an emotional confidence, it’s evidential, based on the thought that it would be illogical for the other to backstab them right now.
Based on what we know about the life underwater and considering Azul’s and the Tweels’ perception of their relationship, we can assume that this isn’t anything super unusual. Since we’re talking wildlife, one way to describe their bond would be to call it symbiosis, which honestly has a lot in common with friendship (oh no I think that was a “Terra e…” quote…). Both the Tweels and Azul have something to gain from this relationship, they are mutually beneficial, and, as long as it is, they’ll stay together.
The only thing to note is that, despite how hostile the underwater world seems to be, being with each other isn’t absolutely necessary for Azul’s and the Tweel’s survival. I would assume that Jade and Floyd’s relationship was initially like that: they survived together, because they had the advantage of hunting together. But they are no longer in danger, and Azul’s existence is mainly the source of amusement for them. Mainly, but not only that, I kinda think Azul gives them some kind of purpose, not in an existential way, but it’s just that the life underwater seems kinda dull: Floyd even complained about it being boring in ch4, but since they’ve met Azul.. every day is like a holiday LOL I might be wrong, but I feel like Jade and Floyd wouldn’t have left the Coral Sea to pursue education on land if it weren’t for Azul. And both Jade and Floyd adore living on land: it’s so interesting and fun for them, they genuinely can’t get enough of it.
Does that mean that they have some kind of emotional connection with Azul? Do they have a soft spot for him? Probably, I don’t think they don’t have any emotions at all. But would it prevent them from eating him if hanging out together stopped being fun? Not necessarily. They’ll definitely dip him as soon as he stops entertaining them, there’s no doubt in that.
Who knows, maybe they’ll consume him when he is on a death bed, as a token of gratitude for all the fun years spent together~ Poor eels, he’ll be old and not tasty anymore…  Or they could just leave him, of course :)
From Azul’s perspective, having the Tweels around is a super useful boon too, even though he doesn’t have any illusions about the nature of their relationship. I really love that Azul is aware of that: Jade and Floyd are neither his servants nor his friends, they can turn against him the moment they aren’t amused enough with his decisions.
At the same time, Azul is a super cautious and paranoid person that doesn’t trust anyone, especially the two guys who pretty much wanted to eat him and never let him forget about it, even if it’s just teasing. And it’s probably for the best that he never lets his guard down, but I still think there is some emotional reliance on them from Azul’s part. For how uncomfortable he is around these two, their presence is probably still comforting in a way. They are the closest thing that Azul has to having friends.
So yeah, in short, there are some emotions between the three, but I still like to think that things are far more sinister between them that we think.
Also, it’s so great that every person in Octa-trio knows that the other two are dangerous and never underestimates them. There is some kind of nice equality and balance in this, when Azul complains about Jade being far scarier than people give him credit for/Floyd being far smarter than people give him credit for, and Jade and Floyd talk about how Azul is untrustworthy, smart, cunning and strong as heck. And the fact that you can picture both Azul, Jade and Floyd looking at the other two, thinking “oh no these two are at it again” is priceless. A wicked triangle of sickos.
We love Octa-trio and their relationships a lot, it’s one of the cases where, despite not shipping the characters with each other romantically, we would still watch 5 seasons of a sitcom about just these three. They are incredibly entertaining and fun to watch.
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